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[vehicle approaching]

[vehicle door opens, closes]

[alarm beeps]

[footsteps approaching]

[door lock beeps]

[sighs]

—[door lock beeps] —Dr Milton, is that you?

[Dr Milton] Oh, hello, Victor.

[laughs] What are you doing here this time of the night?

Well, seems I've lost my diary.

Occurs to me the only place I haven't looked is here.

You should use your phone.

—|'m sorry? —[Victor] As a diary.

I mean, that's what I do. It's very practical.

OK.

Anyway, is it OK if I check in Surgery?

Yeah, sure. Just don't steal anything.

[chuckles] Thanks, Victor.

[man] All right, everybody, you all know what we're doing.

—Jamie? —Yeah.

[man] What's your job?

Driving.

When we get there though?

The door.

[man] That's right. And what else?

—Loading the van. —[man] Simple as that.

OK, here we are. Faces covered.

—Jesus. —Shit.

We're out clean in two minutes. Come on, move it. Now!

Get these in the van now!

Come on, come on, come on.

Move, move.

Come on, come on, come on.

Let's go, let's go!

Yeah, I know.

That's good. That's good.

No, don't ask your mom cos you know what she'll...

Shit, I've got to go, babe. Sorry.

I love you. Yeah, I won't forget school.

—What the hell are you doing? —Sorry, mate.

—My girlfriend rang. —Your girlfriend?

Yeah, she's pregnant, you see? So she wanted me to get some——

Jesus Christ, are you joking? Move!

—So sorry, Sebast—— —Now!

—The door! —Hang on!

[indistinct shouting]

[door beeps, locks]

Fuck! Oh, you're kidding. Fuck!

Sebastian, what now?

[sirens approaching]

[phone buzzes]

—You idiot. —l'm sorry.

You absolute fucking clown!

I'm sorry, Sebastian. I'm sorry, guys.

[sirens blaring]

[Victor] Dr Milton?

| just realised that I forgot to mention your loss.

Oh...

Uh...

That's OK.

Yeah. How are you?

Yeah, I'm coping.

Will you be coming back to us anytime soon?

Not just yet. I don't think so.

Oh.

Well, sincerest condolences.

Thank you, Victor.

Means a lot.

Oh, did you get your diary?

Uh, no, unfortunately not.

Phone, mate, I'm telling you. Get with the 21st century.

—[chuckles] —I will.

Things that indicate a person's guilt are usually pretty apparent.

—Not always. —Usua||y, though.

Like what?

—Like sweating. —Right.

Stuttering or a panicked sort of quality to the intonation.

Yeah, but not always though.

I'm not saying always. I'm saying usually.

Hmm.

Here's someone now.

—Good morning, madam. —Good morning.

You wouldn't happen to have your driver's license on you, by any chance?

Sure.

—Can I ask where you're headed? —Shepherd's Bush.

I've been visiting my father in Ealing.

Five o'clock in the morning.

He's in the early stages of dementia.

I see. Very sorry to hear that.

—What's going on? —|t's nothing to worry about.

You drive safely now, won't you?

See?

And the innocent are usually more calm.

Not always.

More forthcoming. Again, I didn't say always, Jim.

—Right. —I said usually.

I'm gonna take a piss.

[car engine starts]

[tyres squealing]

[groans]

Fuck's sake.

[breathing heavily]

—Good morning, sir. —Good morning.

You wouldn't happen to have your driver's license on you at all, would you?

—My driver's license? —Yes.

Um... no, I'm afraid I don't.

Although, if it's important,

perhaps I could bring it to you tomorrow or something?

-Bi|l? —[Bi||] Yeah?

—Yeah, can you come here a minute? —[Bi|l] Really?

You know, to the station or whatever.

Do you mind if I ask you what's got you out and about at such an early hour?

Yeah. Um, there was an emergency.

Um, my dog ran away.

I've been driving around, searching for him all night.

—| see. And what's his name? —Sorry?

—Your dog. —Oh, um...

Lassie.

Lassie?

All right, would you mind stepping out of the car for me please, sir?

—Bill! —[Bi|l] Give me a minute. Fucking hell!

Sir, would you mind stepping out of the car please?

—I need to go. —|'m afraid you can't go anywhere

—until we get this sorted. —But my dog, sir.

That's enough about the dog, OK?

Now I'm gonna need you to take a step out of the car——

Sir! Sir!

—Get off. Please stop! —Sir! Stop!

Stop! Don't! Stop!

—Get off! —[grunts]

Stop the fucking car!

[Jim] Bill!

Bill?

[gaSpS]

[rat squealing]

[man] in surviving a catastrophe, something worth bearing in mind

is that, no matter how much we ’re prepared,

there are two important elements over which we simply have no control.

The first is chance.

How can we ever hope to prepare for what’s impossible to predict?

The second is human fallibility.

At our core, we ’re a fundamentally irrational species,

prone to emotional responses that may not be the wisest.

—[phone buzzing] —Fuck's sake.

Hello.

[Jamie panting over phone] Lee?

Yeah?

[Jamie groans] Lee, I’ve been shot.

What are you talking about?

[Jamie] Lee, l’ve been shot in my stomach.

There ’3 blood fucking everywhere.

What do you mean? Where are you?

[Jamie groans] I’m really scared, Lee.

Yeah, but... where are you, mate?

You have to tell me where you are.

[Jamie] Remember the old factory?

—Yeah. —[Jamie] Hound about there.

OK. OK, shit.

Fuck. Fuck!

[indistinct chattering]

—Daniel. Sorry. —Anna.

—Good to see you. —Good to see you.

—How have you been? —OK.

—You look tired. —Really?

A little bit.

How's Jack?

Good. Yeah, he's good. He, uh...

He had this project meeting in Manchester this morning,

so he couldn't make it. But he said to apologise.

It's all right.

Hey. Hi, guys.

Hello, Daniel.

—How are you? —I'm good.

Listen, thanks for arranging all this.

The memorial was a wonderful idea.

Well, she deserves it.

Absolutely.

Barry.

How are you?

Shall we?

Jamie!

[crashing]

Shit.

Yeah. I know.

I know that everyone here loved Beth.

But I suspect that many of you feel a disappointment or anger

toward her for how she left us.

But my wife was a fiercely proud woman,

fiercely single-minded and independent.

When her hope was finally exhausted...

she made the decision...

selfishly, perhaps...

I don't know.

...to maintain her pride and independence,

even as it pertained to how she would leave this world.

And I can't say whether that was right or wrong.

All I can say is that was Beth.

—Nice to see you. —Oh...

[indistinct chattering]

—Hey. —Hi, Dad.

—How you doing? —Yeah, I'm doing OK.

—Lovely speech, Daniel. —Adam, cheers.

That was a lovely speech.

Thank you, sweetheart.

—So, what's going on? —What do you mean?

Why have you been avoiding me?

—Avoiding you? —Yeah.

I'm not avoiding you. We...

We just spoke, what, a week ago, right?

[woman] Dad, that wasn't a week ago. It was two.

And I've called you several times since.

OK, you're right. I'm sorry.

No, it's just I've been really worried about you, Dad.

[phone buzzing]

Sorry.

Well, why don't we make a date right now to get together properly?

—Yeah,OK. —Yeah?

—Yeah. —Lunch or something?

And we can catch up on everything that's been...

[phone continues buzzing]

—Go ahead. —No, it's OK.

No, seriously, it's fine. I'll just go wait over there.

—What's up? —Daniel, I need your help.

With what? Don't you know where I am?

Yeah, your wife's... whatever, yeah. Look, I'm sorry, mate.

—But do you hear that? —[Jamie groaning]

That's a man with a fucking bullet in his stomach.

-A bullet? —[Lee] Yeah, and he ’s bleeding like fuck.

—And / need you to save him. —We|l, take him to hospital.

[stammering] I can't, all right? —[Jamie grunting]

—Why not? —|'m on my way down to the clinic.

No, no, no, don't take him there, Lee.

—[Lee] / don ’t have a choice. —Yes, you do.

He's gonna fucking die if you don't come and help.

—/ gotta go. —Lee, Lee, do not take...

[line hangs up]

Fuck.

—Take care. —Bye.

Daniel, you OK?

I'm fine.

Look... I'm really sorry. I have to go.

—You gotta go? —|t's a work thing.

—Are you back at the hospital? —No. I'm in a new job actually.

Oh, really?

Yeah, I know the timing couldn't be worse,

but it's an emergency. I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

—What's going on? —I can tell you about it later.

—Dad. —Look, I'll call you to arrange our date.

OK? I promise.

I'm so sorry.

It was a beautiful ceremony.

Well, it's good to hear he's working again.

It's all right, Jamie. It's all right, mate.

Stay with me, stay with me.

I'm sorry, Daniel.

Out of the way.

—What blood type is he? —I don't know.

Get some O negative from the fridge.

O negative.

I can't find any.

—Here. —|s that it?

—Well, it's... I... —See if there's any more.

—Don't think there's any more. —Should be another bag, Lee.

Oh, cool.

All right, the bags are up.

What are you...? Oh, mate.

—Shh. —Oh.

—Shh! —Oh.

[gagging]

We're gonna need to remove his spleen.

—Why? —Because there's a bullet in it.

And he'll die if I don't.

—Take these. —Why?

You need to hold the incision open.

—The... what? —The incision. Take them.

Put them in.

—In the incision? —Yes!

Wha...? [groaning]

—Careful. —[grunts]

You gotta hold it open, so I can get my hands in.

Oh...

—Good. —Fuck!Ahu.

—You all right? —Uh—huh.

—You're not gonna throw up or anything? —No.

No, I'm good.

All right.

Ooh!

Ahh...

[panting]

[grunting, gasping]

Oh, God.

Is that it?

That's it.

OK. [gasping]

—Lee? —Yeah.

OK.

Get me air please.

[laughing]

Mom!

Is it like a sty?

Excuse me, no, it's not like a sty.

Are you sure?

Yes, you can come have a look if you like.

—[Beth] Oh, I might. —Good.

I won't call first though. I'll just turn up and take you by surprise.

Don't do that.

[both laughing]

Do you still, um... You know, do you still wanna stick

with that particular area of study?

—Here we go again. —|'m just asking.

Yes, I love that area of study.

You can always change your mind.

If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go to the ladies.

[chuckles]

—Leave her alone. —|'m just teasing.

Well, you're sort of teasing.

Just worried she's never gonna be able to take care of herself.

—Yeah, but you heard her. —She loves it, I know.

Yeah, she does.

And she's a fully-grown woman, Daniel.

She has to be free to succeed or fail on her own terms, you know?

Doesn't get any easier, does it?

No, it doesn't.

I love you, Daniel.

Wow, where'd that come from?

I don't know. [chuckles]

Well, I love you too.

And, um...

I'm sorry for being so preoccupied this last while.

—No, it—— —No, really, I am.

I'm sorry for being so...

—Pissed off about it? —Yeah.

[laughs] OK.

Give me a kiss.

Oh, Jesus Christ, you two. Give me a break.

She's ruining the moment. [laughs]

But at least you didn't fight.

Oh, no, it was lovely, actually.

I even apologised.

For what?

Oh, just my preoccupation with this, you know, the late nights.

And what did he say?

He apologised too.

Well, that's good.

Yeah. It was nice, you know, to get rid of some of that friction.

Mmm.

So?

So the motor cells are still dying,

but the rate is a whole lot slower.

—And that's X331 again? —Mm—hm.

I don't think we're gonna find a more effective compound.

Yeah, me either.

That's pretty exciting.

[laughs]

OK, well, um...

Right, well, from here on then, why don't——?

[phone buzzing]

—Oh, it's Eleanor. —Oh, what have you done?

[both laughing]

You've also transferred some resources from the progeria research to Lancaster's.

—Yeah, is that OK? —We|l...

But it just... it feels like we're really making progress there, so...

No, it's fine, but you'll have to give James

a breakdown of all the extra hours you're working.

Oh, of course.

Like, as soon as you can because it's gonna be me he's bugging.

[laughs] Yeah, I know, I will.

OK.

So, uh, that... is that it?

Yeah. How's everything else going?

Oh, great, yeah.

OK. Well, thanks for this.

—No problem. —See you later.

Bye.

[all exclaiming]

[woman over video] were arrested at the scene of the robbery,

while police believe the fifth escaped in the van

which was later discovered burnt—out in a field near Per/vale off the A40.

The victim of the hit—and—run, DC William Flobson, a 44—year—old father...

So that's why you couldn't take him to hospital?

—What? —Because you knew what he'd done?

Are you joking? No.

Or you didn't?

Well, not till now. He just told me he couldn't go there.

But you knew it was bad or illegal.

Look, look, well, I suppose I might have suspected maybe.

But Jesus, I never thought it was something like this.

How did he know about me?

—He didn't. —We|l, why call you then?

Because he knows I have access to certain things that most people wouldn't,

which, I suppose, might include someone like you. Jesus, relax.

—How long have you known him? —Years.

He used to stay at our place when he was young.

-Why? —His mom was a junkie.

—What does it matter why? —It matters, Lee,

because of how important it is this place stays a secret.

What was I supposed to do, huh?

He calls me. He tells me he's bleeding to death.

Yes, but then he would have been caught then.

What do you care whether he's caught or not?

I already told you, he's a fucking friend of mine!

All right.

Look, I need to do some work.

Some work?

—Yeah. —What?

You're not going back to your thing?

Look, you need to have a think about what you're gonna do with him

because he can't stay here. Do you understand?

—Yeah. —Good.

[Anna] / can ’t believe she ’s gone.

Yes, I... I know.

Listen, no one can.

Anyway, I'm so sorry I couldn't stay any longer.

No, not at all. We're just so happy that you came.

—Of course. —Once again, apologies for Daniel.

Listen, we've celebrated a birth, and that's all that counts.

Am I right?

Yes, that's right.

[crying out]

[mumbling indistinctly]

—[Lee] Hey. —Where's the money?

Money?

We need...

Jamie.

[groaning]

Hello?

Hello? Is anyone here?

[man] Dr Milton.

Hey.

—What happened? —She collapsed.

What else?

Right.

—Dr Milton. —Yes?

—l'm Dr Copefield. —So, what's going on?

Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you that it seems your wife's condition has——

I'm sorry. What condition?

—Her Lancaster's. —Hang on a second.

—What are you talking about? —She doesn't have Lancaster's.

—She does. —No, trust me, she doesn't.

—Whatever your tests are suggesting—— —But she told me she does.

[Anna] She told you?

[Dr Copefield] Yes, when they brought her in.

She said she's had it almost a year.

You didn't know?

I didn't want it to impact on your life. Yours or Eve's.

My parents.

To be honest, I thought I was gonna get there first.

Get where?

Well, come up with a cure.

But you said that was months away. I could have taken care of you.

Oh, I didn't need taking care of.

—Well, helped you then. —How?

—I don't know, with your research. —No, you couldn't.

—[Daniel] Why? —We|l, because research isn't your field.

—It was. —Oh, for about a week.

—For about a year and a half. —And how many decades ago was that?

Come on.

I could have spent more time with you. I could have paid you more attention.

I know, I'm sorry.

So, what now?

Well, I'm not beaten yet.

We still have some time left, so nothing's changed

except there's a tighter deadline now.

—Let me help you then. —No, Daniel.

—|'|I fetch you coffee. —Oh, right.

—l'll clean your Bunsen burners. —[|aughing] Oh, my God.

What, you think I'm joking?

[laughing] Yeah, you're an idiot.

Oh, darling.

—Darling, come here. —Why are you laughing?

Oh, it's OK, darling.

It's OK.

It's all gonna be all right.

It's OK.

It's all right.

Fuck.

Daniel! Daniel!

What? What is it?

The stitches must have ripped when he fell.

Go and get some, uh...

Oh, shit.

—What? —We've used the last of it.

—The last of the what? —The blood. The O negative.

Oh, fuck!

What we gonna do?

Let me think.

Daniel, what the fuck are we gonna do?

Let me think!

[phone buzzing]

—Hi. —[Daniel] Hi, where are you?

Uh, I'm on my way back to work.

Where are you?

Could you do me a favour?

[Anna] Sure. What is it?

Could you, um...?

Could you meet me at Temple tube station?

[Anna] Why?

I really need you, Anna.

—Daniel... —lt's, uh...

It's a matter of life and death.

Life or death?

I'm not kidding.

Hold on.

Sorry, could you drop me off at Temple tube station instead please?

Thank you. So where do / meet you? At the entrance?

No, on the westbound platform.

The platform?

OK.

Only it won't be me.

What do you mean?

[Daniel] It won ’t be me that meets you.

Wait, I'm... I'm confused now.

Who will it be that meets me?

[man over PA] This is a safety announcement.

Please take care when you...

—You're Anna? —Yes.

Right, this way, quick.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Where are we going?

You'll see.

I'll see? What do you mean, I'll see?

Where is he?

It's just down here. Not too much further.

This is crazy.

All right, come on.

I thought you said it wasn't much further.

You need to hurry up!

What the hell is this place?

—Anna. —Daniel!

What... what's going on?

I need a transfusion from you.

A blood transfusion?

Yeah, I've got a kid in there.

—[Anna] You're joking. —No.

Daniel, I'm not gonna give you my blood.

Are you crazy? I don't even know where the fuck I am.

—We're underground. —Yes, I'm aware of that.

—What are you up to here though? —|'|| tell you later.

—No, tell me now. —I don't have time to tell you now.

—And yet you want me to give my blood—— —Will you do what he fucking tells you?!

Lee.

What the hell is wrong with you?

[stammers]

—[Daniel] Anna. —How the hell do I get out of here?

[Daniel] Anna!

Who the bloody hell are you?

She's no one, George.

Bloody invasion of bloody privacy.

—What's going on, Daniel? —Look, a man is about to die.

He needs a universal donor.

He needs you. He needs your blood. I promise——

I'm not giving any blood!

—Anna, please. —No!

Now, I'm gonna call the police if you don't...

What's that?

Chloroform or something?

Yeah.

You're kidding.

—I'm so sorry. —[grunts]

It's so hard to accept, you know?

And to think that, all that time, she had that knowledge

while we were indulging ourselves.

Was that what we've been doing?

Well, wasn't it?

Yeah, I suppose it was.

I take it we won't be seeing each other for a while.

No, I... I suppose not.

OK.

It's the appropriate thing to do, lsuppose.

Do you regret what we did?

No.

Right.

Yes.

I... [stammering] I don't know.

Same here.

No, I don't.

I don't.

Same here.

Well, it's a private clinic, you see.

[Eve] Right. Yeah, / get you.

An accident victim came in.

[Eve] What was it?

The accident?

[Eve] Yeah.

A car crash.

And there was a problem with the on—call surgeon for some reason.

[Eve] Heal/y?

So I had to go in.

[Eve] And you couldn’t have just refused?

Would you have preferred me to?

[Eve] No, probably not.

So how'd the rest of the day go?

[Eve] Well, lmissed you, but it was good to see Granny and Grandpa.

Well, like we said, let's find a date to have lunch, and then we can...

have a chat about my...

[Eve] All your recent elusiveness.

[sighs]

Yeah, amongst other things.

[Eve] /’/I think about it.

Fair enough.

[Eve] 80 did they live?

Who?

[Eve] The person.

The accident victim.

To be honest, we'll have to wait and see.

But we're cautiously optimistic.

[Eve] OK.

Bye, sweetheart.

[Eve] Bye, Dad.

What are they?

I don't know.

What is this?

He had them hidden back where I found him.

Looks like about two million.

Well, what'd you bring it here for?

Well, I thought we could use it.

For what?

Well, I don't know. For...

—Christ. —What?

Look, I understand you wanting to save your friend.

—This is something else. —How is it something else?

Because if we're caught with it, we're screwed.

Well, if we're caught doing what we're doing, we're screwed in any case.

—This is different. —[Lee] How?

—It just is, OK? —Yeah, but how though?

[Daniel] Because this isn't what we agreed.

Because it's stolen.

Because the police are gonna be looking for it.

Because it's two million fucking pounds.

Are you really so stupid you can't understand why there's a problem?

—Don't call me stupid. —Oh, Jesus, why did I ever get involved?

Daniel, you got involved with me because you needed me, all right?

Wait, but no, hang on a sec.

We're both benefiting from what we have here.

—All right? —Yes, but——

And also, you'd have a whole lot more to lose than me if we were to end it.

Am I wrong?

—Still—— —No, forget about still. Am I wrong?

—No. —We|l, I'd appreciate you'd remember that

the next time that you're abusing me.

—Abusing you? —Ca|ling me stupid.

Because, look, I can put an end to this arrangement

any bloody time that you like.

All right, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna go spending it, if that's what you're worried about.

Look, | just thought, better here than out there. That's all.

Fair enough.

So are you, uh... you staying tonight?

Yeah, still to, uh...

finish some stuff l was working on earlier.

Right.

How's that all going?

Slowly.

OK, well, uh, better get these out of the way.

Are you staying?

Yeah, of course.

Full occupancy. Hardly going home.

Well, I'll see you later.

Yeah.

See you later.

[sighs]