Original subtitles

They're saying it's left the station with some passengers still on board

but without the driver.

We appear to have been hijacked.

Hack-jacked.

There's phone jammers on board.

I have requested to scan the comms from above.

This is satellite. That phone is used

to converse only with us.

So, who have you been speaking to?

The National Cyber Security Centre.

What are you doing?

I'm a journalist.

The CCTV footage.

Shows the guy who snatched the bag at Glasgow Central

meeting the woman he snatched it from.

The woman with a pram goes into a hotel near the station.

See if they can get footage from inside, but if not, get it yourself.

HE SPEAKS FRENCH

This is a UK issue, not a French one.

Get into VoyaRapide's systems.

Do whatever you need to do.

I'll do my best for you, if you'll do your best for me, OK?

You can't choose a criminal over a member of parliament.

I'm not a criminal.

If you don't take care of this

things may get very messy.

What's that, Pev?

It's a goods train.

You need to move everybody out of the front carriages and prepare for impact.

There's a train on the line in front ofyou.

Jesus!

Come on!

EXPLOSION

PASSENGERS SCREAM

Joe!

HIGH-PITCHED TONE

Joe?

TRAIN RUMBLES

Joe?

RTV showing train still moving.

SHE GASPS - PHONE CRACKLES

Then why aren't they responding?

We all heard the collision.

Abby?

The comms plane's reported back. I...

I'm not sure the person who installed that device

is in the waiting room at Motherwell.

What?

PHONE CRACKLES

HE BLOWS

BLOWING OVER PHONE

Joe?

HE GROANS Yeah.

Yeah, I'm here.

SHE GASPS Oh, my God.

SHE SIGHS

You alright? - FRASER GROANS

FRASER PANTS

Am I, uh, OK?

The comms plane is showing that there are two phone jammers down there

blocking out the whole train

and the single board computer's receiving external messages

via the satellite system.

So, the driver is driving in real-time?

There has to be a large element of pre-programming or AI

but they're obviously directing it.

Uh, I don't understand.

How does that suggest the person who installed the SBC isn't at Motherwell?

It doesn't.

This does.

That new signal

represents an unaccounted for satellite phone.

I mean, this suggests that someone involved is still on board.

GLASS CRUNCHES UNDERFOOT

You alright?

Let me find something for that.

Hey, hey. Sit down. Sit down here.

Sit down. Joe!

I got it. I got it.

Thanks, I got it.

What just happened?

Uh, goods train was blocking the line. They moved it.

Do you think they could move it earlier next time?

They know what they're doing, and they do want me to help.

Well, I'm not sure those two things go together.

I spoke to them. He's telling the truth, OK?

We're never getting off, are we?

Well, I'm bloody getting off!

No, no, no, listen, listen. Hey.

We're all definitely getting off.

We just need to stick together. Alright?

Alright, does anyone still have any objection

to me taking the lead?

Is everyone OK, Joe?

HE SIGHS Everyone's alive.

A bit battered, but alive.

SHE SIGHS OK.

Alright. Listen, um...

I... I think we have a problem.

We definitely have a problem.

SHE CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY

We have a plane over five miles above you

scanning the communications and signals on board

and giving us on-the-scene intel.

Well, it's picked up a second satellite phone on there

attempting to make a phone call in the last 15 minutes.

They were using an encrypted line

and the call didn't last long enough for the team to break it

but if they try again, so will we.

What are they saying?

One of the passengers may be working with the hackers.

Hey!

She's talking to you!

What are they saying?

They just said we need to stay calm.

Everything's gonna be OK.

HE LAUGHS

Right?

Abby.

I found a firearm.

What?

When we were looking for the jammer.

Shit.

Did you move it?

The important bit.

What are you gonna do?

Watch.

Look, whoever's behind this...

has hacked into the station information boards

requested a ransom

and calling themselves "The Driver".

The US are pointing the finger at a group based out of Tehran.

So, has someone on there been recruited by them, or...

by someone else entirely?

Why would anyone stay on board?

I don 't know any more than you, but I'm worried we're about to find out.

Don't trust anyone.

I'll forward the names to uniform as soon as they come through, yeah?

Yeah.

Should I try download the thumbnail profiles from the open source?

I could chase the CCTV up from the hotel in Glasgow too. Yep, listening.

And what about digging into the Tehran group, looking for connections?

Mm-hmm. - DEVICE CHIMES

AUDIO MUTED

- You're on mute, sir. - BBC News on the line.

They're asking if reports of a train derailment and explosion at Gretna

are connected to the cyber-attack on the rail network.

France have declared war.

The cheeky bastards are briefing that, what they're referring to as

the "long-underfunded British infrastructure"

has made a cyber-attack on our railway network

a bloody inevitability.

They're pinning this on us, before anyone pins it on them.

Do we want an NPAS helicopter? There's one on standby in Newcastle.

Abby? - Abby?

The police helicopter?

Abigail? Ma'am, press?

The answer is no!

Message from the Home Office.

Prove France wrong.

Show that there isn't any risk out there

that our cyber security team can't deal with.

Tell me that's true, Abby.

Because I have to give Cobra an update in 12 minutes and I...

You keep filming with that phone, darling

and it's going straight out the window.

You threaten anybody else and you're going out the window.

You need to stop drinking!

"Free bar," you said.

It's not working.

I wouldn't worry about it.

What's that?

I... I got this on my-my first day.

I was a guard back then, you know.

And then a few years later, they says

"No, those wristwatches, you gotta gi' them back," you know?

But I didn't.

Never dropped a second.

Never... never had.

I'm Chrissy.

Yas.

Thank you.

Hey, you helped me, didn't you?

When everyone else ran.

Unlike you, huh?

All this...

therapy, fresh start, qualifications.

Well, I didnae see you turn round to help me!

Fraser, I'm only gonna say this once.

Oh, here we go.

Shut up.

Can see it coming a mile off.

Shut up. Here we--

SHE SCREAMS Shut up!

So, Ms Draycott...

have you handed in your resignation yet?

Like my dad.

So, why did ya?

What?

Come back.

How could I not?

I've never seen so many before. Have you?

What?

I don't think I have.

No.

You know, if you're standing on Phobos...

Do you know Phobos?

It's one of Mars' moons.

And if you were standing on it and you jumped

jumped up in the air

you'd never come back down again.

You'd just keep on going up and up, forever.

I like the sound of that.

I've spent enough time going the other way.

PHONE BEEPS

DOOR RATTLES - THUD ON DOOR

Oh, God.

I need to make a call. Now.

LINE BEEPS

The Cyber Security Centre's got me on hold, told me to stay there.

Do you want the train to stop more?

Can I have that as soon as it's free, please?

It's not a payphone. - I know. It's my phone.

Should I keep searching for the phone jammers

or is there anything else you...

DOOR LOCKS

My wife is in labour...

at the UCH in London.

And the thing is, she has preeclampsia...

and this liver thing.

Which means it's been really difficult.

She's at risk of bleeding and-and the baby...

Oh, mate.

I'm not after a hug, pal.

I just don't want you to think I'm some teenager

struggling without TikTok for an hour.

I am going out of my fucking mind

waiting on a message, yeah?

LINE BEEPS

There isn't one.

There isn't one.

Look, how about I ask the centre?

I'm sure your wife's pretty busy at the moment.

If we call the hospital, we'll be waiting forever.

But if I ask them, they will be able to find out what's going on.

And as soon as I know, I'll tell you.

Have you got any?

Kids?

One.

Boy.

Were you there?

When he was born?

They'll know you, you know, already.

They'll know your voice and they'll bloody love you.

Don't worry about that.

Starting the bond's the easiest thing in the world.

It's keeping it going that's the hard bit.

Now, can you help me with the jammers?

Aye. - Good man.

Come on.

SHE EXHALES

It's not weakness.

The way you feel.

You'd have to be psychotic not to feel it.

I'm fine.

Well, you look like shite.

SHE LAUGHS

SHE SIGHS

My feelings are a little chemically skewed right now.

But...

I do remember the feeling.

And it was never in response to...

anything like this actually happening.

It was just the fear of it.

Like people thinking, as people always do

something never having happened or just never happened to them

means that it never will.

Oh, God, I could do without my body collapsing.

Just adrenaline, it's fine.

HE CHUCKLES

Hey, I haven't ever forgotten what your dad said to me, you know?

When I came round that night, sitting in your kitchen

telling him what we would do for you

what we could do, if you could cope with it all.

"Don't doubt her," he said.

"Don't ever doubt that girl."

SHE LAUGHS SHAKILY

SHE EXHALES

OK.

I was sorry to hear about him.

I...

Oh... HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

HE SIGHS

It doesn't matter who you are.

There's a before and after, isn't there?

When they're there, and when they're not.

SHE SIGHS

Why would anyone with any amount of involvement stay on that train, Pev?

From Glasgow, OK. But Motherwell?

Can't answer that one.

Let's just say that it is this BBG, this Iranian hacking group...

I'd rather not.

How do they think it ends?

The operating company hands them a million

they hit the brakes, and then that's it?

We don't look any closer at who was actually involved on the ground?

I'm not sure we can get into their heads.

But we can get into their code, and we will stop that train.

What if we don't?

Almost our entire focus has been on stopping the train.

Yeah.

What if we don't stop it at all?

Abby.

Abby? - Yeah?

The oil rigger has a situation with his wife.

Could someone there contact the hospital for me?

Yeah. Tobe?

Why are some of the lines dotted?

They... they're freight only.

OK.

I need the direct line back to the signalling control desk at Manchester.

And, ma'am, I'd appreciate it

if you would speak to the UK Rail's Gold Command.

Why?

Well, I want assurance from them, and you

that they'll do whatever I say.

Yeah, UCH. Thanks.

SHE EXHALES

Got it. Yep.

UK Rail Gold Command, signalling control.

Hi, this is Abby Aysgarth again. Yes?

I need you to take the 9-alpha-2 7-2 Heart of Britain

off the West Coast Mainline at Carlisle and put it on the line to Settle.

Uh, that's not possible at Carlisle, I'm afraid.

The train's almost there. Maybe 30 minutes.

Abby, what are you doing?

Carnforth before it can switch.

Do it now, please. - Just cleared the WCM of traffic.

It has to be now.

It's going too fast.

Do it now.

Look, even if I wanted to, I don't have the authority.

Ma'am.

What are you doing?

I...

I can't breathe in here.

Here.

No.

What the fuck is going on?

- Are you sure about this? - Yes. Do it now.

POINTS CLANK

PASSENGERS YELL

What have you done?

TRAIN RUMBLES

WOMAN GRUNTS

FRASER GROANS - Is everyone alright?

Did we hit something again?

Dear God.

I think the pantograph just smashed into the top of the tunnel.

The what?

The thing that connects us to overhead wires.

Is everyone alright? Mouse?

My screen's cracked!

Come here, mate.

I warned you about that bloody thing!

People need to know.

Come here.

This isn't the West Coast Mainline.

What is it then?

PHONE RINGS - SHE GASPS

Yes! Yes, I'm here, I'm here.

Where are we?

You... SHE SIGHS

You're taking the tourist route.

Yeah, I'm not sure there's currently an appetite for sightseeing.

You are on the line to Settle.

And the train? What happened?

The lights, the noise.

Yeah, this one isn't electrified. So, how are we still moving?

The diesel back-up's kicked in.

So, if we take you onto the freight line further south

we'll be able to put you on a loop.

Till the diesel runs out. - Yes.

Till the diesel runs out.

I didn't have enough time to stop the train, so I thought I'd stop the clock.

You...

you're literally going nowhere now.

But what if The Driver does something?

Oh, if they're still holding out for a ransom, that...

that's a bad idea.

And so what if someone else is controlling the train?

We've got the points, the signals, the network.

And you? Well, you're just going round and round and round now.

Do you wait until the diesel runs out to remove the "acting"

or you gonna do it now?

Get Gold Command to remove all passengers

and goods trains on our new route. - Yep.

Abby, I've had a glass of wine, half a champs

and a serious surge of hormones

but I think I love you.

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah, one step at a time.

Tell everyone what's going on.

Abby? The French homework you gave me.

We uncovered a chain between the tick--

TOC! Train Operating Company.

And FOC and ROSCOs.

Basic error on the firmware on the PLC.

They couldn't patch it with the software

because the scheme was physically burnt onto a dedicated crypto authentication chip.

Please, please, use the English bloody language.

Every company involved with the Heart of Britain's operation

knew it was vulnerable to a hack

but did nothing because it was cheaper to live with the risk.

And that means

if you could get your hands on this, so could potentially anyone?

I'm sorry, but how did you get hold of that?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Passenger social media profiles are ready upstairs.

Leave the investigating to us.

Uniform are currently kicking doors down of everyone still on board.

But we only use the backdoors.

And we don't kick in, we log in.

Get North Yorks Police out to the line and track the train as closely as possible.

And get armed forces to reassess an aerial landing

once it's crossed the viaduct and is on the loop.

What did I just say?

Nice one, Abby. - Thank you, ma'am.

Um...

What's wrong?

The oil rigger.

Well, how long's it gonna take for the fuel to run out?

Well, I wouldn't put your coat on right away.

There's enough back-up diesel to take us all the way to Paris.

What? Oh, for God's sake!

Take my word for it, this is a really, really positive development.

- Oh, please! - Can I have that phone? Now?

This is a bloody nightmare.

Abby? - Yeah?

There's a girl on board, early 20s. - Right.

She threw her bag out the window just before Carlisle.

Why?

I was hoping you might be able to find it and tell me.

We could try. Did she give a reason?

No, but she's gonna have to in a minute.

Saj, I need you to get onto Cumbria Police.

You OK?

Yeah. We 're on it.

Alright, Abby. I'll let you go. - Joe?

Yeah?

Sky Geoghan, the oil rigger's wife?

She's in emergency surgery.

The hospital say that the situation for mother and child

is critical.

I'm sorry.

But they're gonna update us within the hour. Should be clearer then.

What happened?

Yeah, thank you.

Uh...

They brought us off the mainline, away from the electrics.

Put us onto a loop.

Eventually the diesel will run out and we'll stop.

So, we're just gonna go round and round?

For hours?

Have you heard anything?

Have they...

Have they managed to speak to the hospital?

Not yet, mate.

But I'm sure they will soon.

Have you seen that girl yet?

The one with the headphones?

WINDOW RATTLES

So, we have Daniel Geoghan.

He's an oil rigger at Finnis Brae.

Twice fined for affray.

He's used to being suspended from a rope above the North Sea

so doesn't scare easy.

HE EXHALES

Obviously, the Minister we know, and I'm assuming we can count her out.

Let's hope. - PEV LAUGHS

And then there 's the staff. William "Billy" McLeod.

He's worked on there for nine years.

No social media. No profile.

No digital footprint at all.

And Yasmin Brown.

Got coming up two interesting things on her profile.

An emotional post a few weeks back

saying that their staff of three was being cut to two

and that they were having to reapply for their jobs.

HE SCOFFS That'll be about right.

Possible financial motive?

Yes, uh, which may also be true of Sophie Warren.

Now, she 's currently studying for a PGCert in counselling.

It seems she's been selling off everything she owns over the last few months.

Travelling with her father-in-law, who used to drive that very service.

WATCH TICKS

His son was left at Motherwell.

Says he 's suffering from heart failure.

Well, if he wasn't before...

And that leaves?

11-year-old boy, who we've discounted.

So, Rachel Li.

Digital lifestyle trends reporter.

Aaron Moy. He 's a senior accountant at Leagram McCann's firm

that's been accused of sanction busting in the Middle East.

Christina Doolan. She 's a solicitor, human rights focused.

Sues the government about once a month.

And Erin Connolly.

She's a student at South Central University in London.

She'd been working at the Station Hotel back home in Glasgow over the holidays.

The hotel where Erin Connolly works...

it's not the same hotel that the woman with the baby at Glasgow Central

was last seen heading into, is it?

Uh...

Hey!

Tobi? - Yeah?

Trawl the hotel CCTV for Erin Connolly.

Can I have a word?

About?

Just about why exactly you threw your bag out of that window.

HE SIGHS

Hello?

Ah! Hello.

Ha!

Ah! Got her! I...

I don't know what you're talking about, weirdo.

I just saw you.

- Are you OK? - No, no, I'm not.

The woman with the baby, she's with the passenger.

Alright, now, watch.

You know, I didn't think my confidence in the police could get any lower.

But he is taking-- - I saw you.

SHE SCOFFS

Hey.

Wait. Wait.

Get off me! - What you doing?

This is it.

What's she doing?

Wait! Wait, there's someone else there.

Get the footage from that camera.

- What, what you doing? - What's going on?

- Joe? - Let go. Let go!

Yeah? - Move!

Someone on board met with one of the people

who deliberately delayed the train beforehand.

And it wasn't some chance encounter.

They were with each other for about ten minutes

and they took something from them.

Yeah, it's OK, I'm with her now.

No, no, Joe, it's not the student!

It's-- - SHE GRUNTS

Joe? - Hey!

Hey, hey, you don't put your hands on anyone.

You don't understand.

Someone on here is part of this.

Joe?

Joe?

DEEP BREATH ON PHONE

Joe?

Joe, did you...

LINE BEEPS

LINE RINGS

LINE BEEPS

It's engaged.

What are we doing, relying on him?

I'm used to relying on unreliable people.

Abby? We're encountering some, uh, difficulties

in our support of UK Rail's Gold Command.

Difficulties...?

We're trying to unpick the virus in the antivirus

but we appear to be under attack ourselves from an outside source.

Tehran?

Attempting to geolocate.

Magpies.

Well, that's-that's how I knew this was gonna happen, you know.

You wanna sum up how broken the whole thing is

you can do it in one word. Magpies!

You see... Uh, fuckin' terrible.

If a train hits a small bird and it's delayed

that's the operating company's fault.

Large bird, that's UK Rail's fault.

Your fault, mine.

But how does a magpie fit into all that?

Is it small or large? Well, I'll tell ya.

When you're waiting on the platform and your train hasn't come

when you've been on the line for hours and it still isn't moving

you need to know that somewhere out there

there are hundreds of people

delay attributors

and they're not talking about you, they're not even talking about your train.

They're just arguing...

about magpies!

The Germans, the Italians, the Dutch and the Japanese

are now suspending all their rail services in this country until further notice.

Citing conversations with our friends at VoyaRapide.

Our train is now at the centre of an international incident.

Hey! Open up. - Part of it?

Part of it how?

You thought I could have something to do with this?

Well, what did you throw out?

Just stuff I'd rather the police didn't see. Not--

What?

Ket, some benzos. Fucking hell!

I'm just working my way through uni like everyone else.

TOILET DOOR THUDS - Open up!

Why hasn't anyone else arrived?

I said. Well, send taxis!

Get drivers to buzz till they answer and drag them here!

I don't care if they're in their PJs, their nighties, their birthday suits!

Yeah.

Incident room. Now!

Tell Hud about the reporter.

And find me anything you can.

MILLER SIGHS

We have optics.

Do we have contact with their control room?

Alpha-Lima Seven, this is November-Charlie One. Over.

November-Charlie One, this is Alpha-Lima Seven. Over.

How close can your team get? Over.

It's gonna vary a lot. They need to stay clear of tunnels, bridges, trees

and it's currently accelerating significantly. Over.

It is?

Joe!

If everything's under control, why are we going so fast?

She's talking to you!

Hey!

The points and the signals are under control

the engine isn't.

And these points aren't made for a locomotive going at this speed.

Pev, what's the train's maximum speed?

Well, it's not the train's maximum speed we need to worry about.

Well, what is it? - It's the line's.

Well, what is it for them?

Depends how curvy the track is. Not much above 100.

Hit a crack in the rail at that speed and...

How-how much is not much?

I thought it was safe now. - Difficult to be certain.

Well, you need to be certain!

I can only be certain if the train crosses it!

Hey, don't ignore...

There's no way we should be relying on that man.

You know, I never thought I'd agree with anything that you said but--

What are you talking about? If it wasn't for him...

What is that for? Oh, my God.

Alpha-Lima Seven, this is Abby Aysgarth.

Is there any chance that your team can get alongside it, even briefly?

We've currently lost connection with our man on board

and we're growing increasingly concerned

and it would really help if we could get eyes into the carriages. Over.

CONSOLE BEEPS

STATIC CRACKLES - Alpha-Lima Seven?

CONSOLE BEEPS

They can try. Over.

You need to tell us exactly what's going on.

It's not me you need to be worried about.

It's her. Move.

Right, listen up.

HELICOPTER PASSES OUTSIDE

Is that an axe?

OK?

OK.

AXE HITS DOOR

WHEELS SCREECH

PASSENGERS SCREAM

What's happening?

BRAKES SCREECH

Why have we stopped?

It's the north. Delays are inevitable.

No.

No, this'll be us.

This'll be us.

It's over.

WIND GUSTS

Shit.

Doesn't look over.

Excuse me.

You hurt, mate?

I'm alright, but the lady isnae.

Which lady?

Come on. Show me. - The lady in the wheelchair. She's bleeding.

DOOR BEEPS

How do you open the door?

Have you seen where we are!

If you ever shout at me again!

LIGHTS BUZZ

Unless the driver releases it, it needs a key.

There. Staff will have one.

LOCK CLICKS

November-Charlie One, this is Alpha-Lima Seven.

You're going to lose visuals from the EC135 now. Over.

Alpha-Lima Seven, this is November-Charlie One. Why? Over.

North Yorks Police look like they're gonna be late to the party.

We 've been instructed to set down two of our team

as close to the viaduct as we can. Over.

How long will it take them?

How close can you get? Over.

Pretty close. I'd say we can have them on board in seven to eight minutes. Over.

Thank you, Alpha-Lima Seven. Out.

HELICOPTER PASSES OUTSIDE

I'm sorry, but I had to get this out there.

- What? - Have there been any messages for me?

Do you really trust the government to tell the truth about what's happening here?

We're doing everything we can.

From what I could see, no one even knows there's been a hack-jacking yet.

No.

They're only talking about a cyber-attack on the network. Nothing else.

It's not the job of government to alarm people.

Insert joke here.

I've tweeted out as much info as I can.

Trust me, it's better for us if everyone knows.

All I wanna know is why you met one of the people who delayed us at Glasgow...

before they did.

I didn't.

Don't just stand there. I need your help to get Chrissy off!

How can we possibly get anyone off? - PHONE RINGS

Answer it.

Abby, can you please tell me what's going on? Joe?

Joe, listen to me.

The police are boarding in five, six minutes.

The police are here, they're gonna be on the train in five minutes.

This is almost over.

Anything? - No.

I served you.

Are yous listening? We need to get everyone off whilst we can!

Look! Look!

You are going nowhere.

See? This is what she's like.

Do you or do you not

know anything about what has happened here tonight?

Well, I-- - Come on!

No one moves!

Until the police come.

Well, do you?

Joe?

Yes.

I knew it! I knew it! What?

ANIMATED CHATTER ON PHONE - Joe, are you there?

PASSENGERS ARGUE

It's difficult to talk right now, Abby.

Where are your people, Alpha-Lima Seven?

Are they on the viaduct? Repeat, are they on the viaduct?

Abs?

Three minutes, Joe.

Three minutes! Just three minutes, alright?

I-I did meet someone.

I'm not involved, I swear I'm not.

But I guess she is.

The woman whose bag was stolen. Seemed to be.

Continue.

I was contacted anonymously a week ago.

She said there was going to be an incident. - Incident?

On the Heart of Britain, travelling from Glasgow to London.

SOPHIE SCOFFS

Tonight. And they wanted me there to report it.

But why you?

I didn't know the answer myself until-- - Until?

It became apparent what that incident was.

That the train had actually been hacked.

Why?

I've been working on a piece for months about the hacking community.

I don't just wanna aggregate news

write shit puff pieces and copy and paste promotions.

I wanna write something that means something.

Something about where we are, about the gods of today.

Gods?

Holding governments and companies to account from their bedrooms.

Terrorising people from their bedrooms!

I went to Europe's largest hacking convention

interviewed as many people as I could.

I'm guessing that one of those behind this is amongst them.

You knew it was gonna happen.

Not exactly. - You knew something was.

Something, but-- - You risked our lives for a career boost!

If I'd known anything like this was gonna happen

I'd have hardly got on board myself, would I?

In my experience of your profession, almost certainly.

Hm. My profession? - Yes.

Did you know there'd been a ransom demand? Did you know and didn't tell us?

A what? - A ransom demand from who?

I bet he knows too.

Is that true?

And they're taunting the authorities

from every fucking information board in the country.

What?

But you don't have any idea who this Driver is?

I didn't say that.

The woman in the hotel...

She gave me this.

- This is bigger than we thought! - OVERLAPPING EXCLAMATIONS

And you've been sitting on this the whole time?

Get off!

Everybody get off!

Joe, one minute. - One minute.

TRAIN JUDDERS

PASSENGERS SHOUT

WHEELS SQUEAK

It's going backwards.

Abby?

Abby? - It's alright. It's alright, Joe.

It doesn't matter if it goes back and forth as much as it can.

They're like a rat in a sack thrashing around now.

It's OK, it's OK. It doesn't matter which way we go.

GEOGHAN GRUNTS - Hey.

We are not going backwards. This ends now.

Move! Move!

Fuck off, get out the way!

What is going on?

Wait!

- Stay away from me! - Wait!

I need to get to that hospital. - There's nothing you can do!

There's nothing you can do!

Do you know something?

I dunno.

I dunno what the problem is, alright?

They didn't say. But... she's in surgery.

Listen, I know how much you wanna be there, alright?

I do.

I know how you feel.

I think I do.

The only reason I'm on here is cos of my kid too.

HE GRUNTS

Joe!

No! Wait! Wait!

No!

Jesus!

SHE GASPS

FOOTSTEPS ON ROOF

He's going to the locomotive! He's gonna try and stop it, Joe!

- Joe? - Abby.

The rigger's on the roof, he's trying to get to the engine.

No, no, no, it won't work! The dead man's switch won't work

the brakes won't work, that's the whole point!

The train is no longer being driven from in there!

The single-board computer in the manager's office

that is the locomotive now.

It has a driver, we just don't know who they are.

GEOGHAN GRUNTS

FOOTSTEPS ON ROOF

WIRES FIZZLE

Shit!

The key!

GEOGHAN GRUNTS

BRAKES SCREECH

HE YELLS

HE GRUNTS

GEOGHAN YELLS Fuck!

HE GROANS IN PAIN

Fuck!

HE GROANS

HE SCREAMS

I can't see it. I can't see it!

HE GROANS

HE SCREAMS AND GASPS

HE GROANS

HE PANTS

RAPID BEEPS What's happening?

The points, they're-they're changing...

PHONE RINGS

MULTIPLE PHONES RING

Yes.

North of England Signalling, they need to speak to you.

Abby Aysgarth.

- We've lost control. - Sorry?

We 're now entirely locked out of everything.

It's not glitches, it's...

it's gone.

Whatever it was they were trying to do, they've done it.

It isn'tjust the train anymore.

It's the points, the signals, all trackside comms.

Everything.

GEOGHAN GRUNTS

HE PANTS

It's UK Rail's Gold Command.

Is what's happening up north happening everywhere?

- Yes. - GEOGHAN GROANS

TRAIN CREAKS

ENGINE WHINES

PHONE RINGS

Meg? - Abs!

We regret to inform you that the 23:45 Heart of Britain

overnight service from Glasgow Central

is no longer arriving at London Euston.

GEOGHAN GRUNTS

HE YELLS

HE GRUNTS

GEOGHAN YELLS

BODY SQUELCHES

We regret to inform you

that the 23:45 Heart of Britain

overnight service...

...from Glasgow Central

is no longer arriving at London Euston.

- It's come off the loop. - Where's it going then?

Anywhere.

The entire UK rail network

is now just a model railway in someone's attic.

And now we know whose.

If you're the one with a phone that's still working

can you speak up now?

Please? - PASSENGERS YELL

I think we should hack Miller.

Well, there'll be no way back.

If we don't try everything, we don't deserve one.

How are you gonna deal with this?

The same as everyone else. Not well.

GUN COCKS

GUNSHOT ON SPEAKER - PANICKED SHOUTS ON SPEAKER