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Please, I am a medical person,

I can help you and your
brothers, please. Please!

I saw photos of a bird, a statue.

Jason Raynott. Born north London.

University of Manchester...

Let's just get married.

I'm down for it!

I promise you the first time
I knew anything about the baby

was the knock at the
door before our wedding.

We're off to Syria in five weeks' time.

I'd like you with us as our medic.

You're safe now.

Am I?

It's OK. It's OK. Come here.
Come here. Come here. Sh. Sh.

Sh, I got you. It's OK. Sh. Sh. Sh.

I got you. It's OK. Sh.

Oh, look at you and your six-pack.

Well, if you've got it...

I've already told you
I can't do an interview,

even if I wanted to.

Ridiculous!

Who was that?

Journalist for the
Manchester Evening News,

wants to do a piece.

I don't know why they bother.

I've told them they have to go
through the Army Press Office.

Look, why don't you let me do breakfast?

No, I'm OK.

Thanks, though, babe.

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Mum... it's me!

You're daft, you!

- Yeah, I know.
- Fingers!

What the hell are you doing here?

Oh, I thought it'd be nice

for you to have one of
your Army mates here.

Oh, really? All for me, then, Marie?

Marie texted, so...

That's all right, innit?

Never go out with a soldier, Marie.

We're just friends, aren't we, Fingers?

Yeah, at the moment.

Mum?

Mum?

- Oh, all right, love?
- Hiya.

Hi.

Yeah, just come to get
Jamie's charger. Mum...

why is Fingers here?

We've had them knocking
on the door, love, so

it's good to have a
bit of added security.

Who?

Who do you think? The press and that.

Right, don't tell them anything.

- We won't.
- Yeah, and don't let them in, either.

Right, I'm going for a shower.

All right.

So, you never told me that
it was Elvis that saved you.

Fingers has got a gob on him, hasn't he?

No, Elvis was part of the team.

So, you did speak to him, then?

Yes. He's got someone else...

and a kiddie and that.

And nothing happened?

No.

Not really, no.

- Bloody hell, Georgie, what happened?
- Nothing.

It was nothing.

How could you?

Marie, don't you dare say anything.

Of course I won't say anything, Georgie.

We're sisters, aren't we?

We're supposed to lie for each other.

We've got this fitting and
then there's the final fitting.

Just don't put on any weight
between now and the wedding,

that's my advice. Don't
do an Auntie Paula.

Went to the first fitting,
by the time she turned up

to her final fitting she
was eight months pregnant.

You're not pregnant, are you, Georgie?

- What?
- No, course not,

you wouldn't be that
daft cos he's a doctor.

Come here, you.

- She looks gorgeous.
- Oh, it's definitely the one.

Stunning.

You look so beautiful.

Seriously, Georgie,

I've gone all goosey.

Look at me skin...

Hey, what you doing?!

Oh. I'm sorry.

You all right, love?

I just thought you were
someone else, I'm sorry.

Couldn't breathe in there, that's all.

- Yeah, well, that'll be guilt.
- Piss off.

You've got to be brave, right?

What on earth are you doing, Georgie?

She's seeing sense,
that's what's happened.

- Wind your neck in.
- Mum, I'm sorry, I was really hot.

No, it's all right,
love. It is hot in there.

But the lady said she'd
turn the heating down, so...

Oh, sorry, love.

Are you OK?

- Yeah.
- Come on, I've got you.

Sorry. She just got
a bit hot, that's all.

But everything's fine now, eh, Georgie?

Yeah,

sorry. Can I use your toilet?

Of course, just through there.

Try not to get any piss stains
on your train, eh, George?

So...

you marry Jamie,

and you get it into your thick skull

that you can never see Elvis again.

You can't even think about him.

I can't even sleep at night, Marie.

Yeah, I'm not surprised.

OK.

OK, I'm fine.

Everything's fine.

Hi! I'm home!

You've been published!

- Mm-hm.
- Oh! That's amazing!

- Congratulations.
- Thank you. Thank you.

We'll have to get some
copies for your mum and dad.

I ordered several... dozen!

We'll save seven for each of
the children we're going to have.

And my nan will want one as well.

At least it'll give me something
to brag about during the Q and A.

What Q and A?

St George's tomorrow, remember?

No. No, you never mentioned it.

I could skip it if you need
me to stay here with you.

What, in case I self-harm?

Moved all the knives out of
the kitchen, just in case.

So, you're going to London tomorrow?

Yeah. Yeah, it's up and back in a day...

I think I said, I mentioned?

No.

- No?
- Mm-mm.

I didn't want to keep
banging on about it.

You've got enough to worry about.

You know what you should do?

Take all the magazines
down and then just...

just scatter them everywhere.

Already e-mailed the professor
there and attached the piece.

Said if it was of any use,

he can let the students
read it before they meet me.

Oh... so you're making
it out it's about them

but it's really about you
blowing your own trumpet.

- Mm-hm.
- Mm-hm.

Why don't I come?

I've been wanting to
go to London for ages.

You really want to come?

Mm-hm, yeah.

Don't worry, I won't get in your way.

I'll see you at St
George's at four, yeah?

- Yeah. Don't be late.
- Always on parade punctually.

- Good luck. You're going to smash it.
- Thank you.

Thank you for agreeing to meet me.

No problem.

I'm working at the MoD
today, anyway, so...

It's good to put a face to a name.

Georgie's spoken a lot about you.

Well she's a... a vital
member of the section.

Who now needs a rest
to get herself better.

Look, you do understand
she's ill, don't you?

I don't want her agreeing
to go back to work

if all it's going to do
is worsen her condition.

We understand her situation.

She's constantly being assessed
by the Army psychiatric team.

- Look, we have a duty of care...
- So do I, Captain James.

How can I help?

I'm here to make sure it's
Georgie the Army puts first.

We're getting married and I don't...

Well, we're getting married.

My wife is a serving soldier.

Who's suffering from PTSD?

I only meant that marriages can work,

even if one is in the
Army and away on tour.

Georgie shouldn't be
contemplating going on tour.

She needs complete rest.

I think you and I both know

it'll be her who decides
what to do and when.

You shouldn't be putting
those ideas into her head.

Look...

I'm not just her commanding officer...

I also genuinely care
what's best for her.

Thank God you got her out of there.

Special forces boys
did most of the work.

I wish I could thank 'em.

So, what, were they

Kenyan or British or... ?

What, are you not allowed to say?

- Say goodbye to Daddy, Laura.
- Got to go to Mummy now.

See you next week!

- Say bye.
- Bye!

Come on, off we go. Say bye-bye.

Georgie!

- What you doing here?
- Elvis, it don't matter now.

- What did you want?
- I shouldn't have come.

What am I doing?

Hey.

Talk to me.

I'm imagining things.

I'm seeing people that aren't there.

Who do you think you've been seeing?

Well, he's dead, so it can't be him.

- Abu?
- Yeah.

What?

After the air strike, the Kenyans
went in to find DNA evidence,

trying to identify
who'd been neutralised.

But how could he survive?
The place got obliterated.

That's the thing. They found
a very impressive network

of tunnels underneath the dwelling.

So he escaped?

Really?! We let him escape?

- We didn't let him escape.
- So he's smarter than the British Army?

Oh, my God.

Every time I close my
eyes at night, I see him.

His face.

And when I do manage to get
to sleep he's always there.

- I'm losing it, aren't I?
- No, you're not.

Well, he's not really
following me, is he?

There is no way he has got
back into the UK. Trust me.

- I will report the sightings but try to...
- So it's...

- So it's all my imagination?
- Yeah.

So he tried to kill you, didn't he?

He killed a fellow hostage.

It's natural that you feel
a bit shaken, anyone would.

All right?

- OK.
- Good.

- I've got to go.
- Go on.

- See you.
- See you later.

- Thank you for coming.
- Thank you.

You smashed it.

Oh, I haven't been that nervous
since I asked you to marry me.

Judy!

This is my partner, Georgie.

- Hi.
- I've obviously heard all about you.

Judy and I trained together.

What an ordeal you've been through.

Er, so you work here, then?

She studied here, now
she's back tutoring.

Can't keep me away.

Sometimes Georgie tutors the
new recruits at Pirbright.

Yeah, the thing with trainee
doctors is they listen,

unlike the squaddies.

Yeah, but you can make them listen

or it's solitary
confinement and 50 lashes.

Er, Judy invited us

back for a little, er,
reception in the staffroom.

Oh, nothing too grand.

Finger buffet. Extended
to all guest speakers

and their plus-ones, of course.

I don't think I've ever made
it into the staff quarters.

I'll, er, see you later, JJ.

JJ?

Oh, er... No, there were two
Jamies in the year, so I became JJ.

Do you fancy a bit of finger buffet?

You've never mentioned... erm...

Judy?

Haven't I?

_

- Great talk, Jamie.
- Thank you.

What is it?

You know my cousin who
lives in Belsize Park?

- Yeah, what about her?
- Well, I said

if I had time I'd nip
in for a brew, so...

Well, I'll come with
you. No, no. No, no.

- You've got Judy.
- No, a quick bite

and we'll see her on the way home.

I'd rather just meet you at Euston.

Besides, I don't really
fancy a finger buffet.

Sometimes I feel like
there's a part of you

- I'm not allowed to know.
- Er, do you know...

Just a second.

I didn't know who Judy was.

But surely they don't actually
think it's Abu, do they?

Well, the MoD think there's a
chance he could be in the country.

Just talk to them.

Explain to the brigadier what
you may or may not have seen.

If he's unaccounted for,
he's going to be desperate

to glean as much as he can from you.

But I don't even know it was him!

Yes, but now they need
to make doubly sure that

any intel you have is
shared with all agencies.

Do they think he's planning
something on home soil?

Yeah.

They've been monitoring
the movements of the mother.

In fact, his entire close family
are under 24-hour surveillance.

As will you be.

Relax.

- Lance Corporal Lane.
- Sir.

Right.

Let's get started, shall we?

Right.

Right, well, I'm getting
a cab now, all right?

OK, bye.

You didn't go and see
your cousin, did you?

Sorry. I just didn't
want you to be cross.

So did you meet someone?

Only the Army, yeah.

- So you did meet someone?
- No! Not someone.

Special forces who helped with my
rescue wanted to interview me again.

Why couldn't they do it properly,

professionally?

What's all this cloak and dagger
coming to London to shop stuff?

- I was coming to London to shop.
- Mm!

Look, they called me and I met them.

They're, erm...

They're giving us close security

for a few days. 24 hours.

Close security?

24 hours a day? Why?

I can't give you any
details on the train, can I?

- I'm going to be your husband!
- Yes, I know!

You know I won't let
you down, don't you?

We are getting married.

You know, don't you?

Know what?

- Who told you?
- No-one.

It was my mum, wasn't it?

- My mum.
- All she said was some guy

let you down on the day of
your wedding and he was Army but

she didn't even tell me his name.

What was his name?

When we first started out,

you said to me that you
didn't care about my past,

only the future, right?

- Yeah.
- Right, so...

after that

I just didn't know how
to bring it back up.

You know?

Anyway, he doesn't even enter my mind

so it's just irrelevant,

the whole thing.

Just one thing from now on.

One thing.

Be honest with me.

That's all.

OK.

Double lock the front door.

If you could just let us know
of any planned movements...

So you'll follow us everywhere?

There'll always be someone outside

and we'll just shadow you as
you go about your business.

OK?

It's so weird.

What?

The fact that he's out there
somewhere, looking for us.

Well, we don't know he's
actually looking for us. Do we?

It's freaking me out.

Well, I'll look after you.

Or close protection will look after you.

I wish you could have
stayed for the reception.

Why?

They said I could go back
and tutor there and eventually

work towards my professorship.

What, they actually offered you a job?

Offered for now. Yeah.

Was it that Judy?

- She's not "that" Judy...
- Well...

She's, no... She works there, OK,

it won't be her decision
but she can help.

I don't...

I don't know what to say.

I don't have to give them a
definitive answer for 24 hours.

But what about my job?

You know, I'm a soldier.

I'm a Manchester girl.

Yeah, but you spend most
of your life somewhere else.

Afghan, Sierra Leone, Germany, Kenya...

why not London?

We always talked about
it being your last tour

before we got married.

Maybe now is a good time to bow out.

Leave the Army.

I don't know... I...

I don't know if I'm ready.

Well, if we're going to have seven kids,

we're going to have to start
banging them out soonish.

Banging them out?!

You make me sound like a beast.

- I'm in attendance as your Army liason.
- Yes, I know, sir.

Counter Terrorism
Command from here on in.

- The big guns.
- Oh, yes.

I'm here to look after
your best interests.

- Sir.
- Good morning.

How's life treating you, Lane?

Fine.

We all know it's not the
easiest to adjust after a tour.

Yeah, well...

If you ever need to talk...

I've briefed them and they've
obviously read your file.

If you ever don't understand anything,

- just ask me and I'll clarify it.
- OK.

- You got this?
- Yes.

So, there's nothing for you
to be alarmed about, Lane...

Sir.

... but we now have confirmation

Raynott re-entered the
country on August 28th.

Arrived on a passenger
flight from Ethiopia.

Why didn't we apprehend him?

False passport.

What, it's that simple, sir?

Occasionally.

Until he's apprehended
we assume he's active.

Intelligence have now
led us to the cleric

we think radicalised Raynott.

Hassan al-Shwadify,

originally Egyptian he's
been preaching in Manchester

for the past seven years.

Not at any of his known addresses,

which leads us to contemplate

he might be part of an
active cell with Raynott.

We need you to stay calm and focused.

So what you're saying is, right...

that my... sightings of him

might not have been delusions but it...

it might have been him?

So what do you...

Do you think he might have
found out where I am and... ?

We need you to plot all the places

you think you may have seen him.

Then we can trawl
through the CCTV footage

and try and find him.

We're going to catch him, Lane.

So I came running out of
the shop, couldn't see him.

Just thought it was a
case of, what d'you call it?

Mistaken identity.

Anyway, I saw this guy,
I just grabbed him and

it wasn't Abu.

Was Abu alone?

Er, yeah. Yeah,

if it was even him, yeah.

Actually, no. What am I
talking about? I don't know.

I don't know.

He might or he might not
have been alone. I'm sorry.

We'll go and check the CCTV.

OK.

You all right?

Yeah.

Don't worry, I'll be ready for Syria.

- What?
- Well,

let's see how all this pans out.

I'm fine.

You need to rest,

get yourself 100% sorted

and then we can think about Syria.

You're a bloody good soldier

and you've had a lot
of shit chucked at you.

Once you've got your head sorted,

there's nothing I want
more than to have you back.

Boss.

Yep.

Yeah, we're coming up now.

So he was here.

I wasn't just imagining it.

Having studied the files

and watched the tapes of
your debrief in Kenya, Lane...

you seemed certain his planned attack

was Kenya, not home soil.

I think I just presumed it,
sir. It was nothing concrete.

In your statement, Lane, you said,

"I didn't have long in their ops room

but there were these drawings, sketches.

I think they showed the
entrance to a shopping centre

and there was this
sculpture like a bird."

This operation is being
escalated to severe.

Attack highly likely.

This now involves the Home Office.

What time do you call
this, you dirty stop-out?

Oh, you shouldn't. You made me jump!

Sorry,

I was worried.

I thought you wanted to sit in
on the call with St George's.

Oh, Jamie. I'm sorry.

What, what is it?

Er...

I've been with Counter
Terrorism Command.

Thing is, Abu's been following me

and I'm shit scared because
I don't know what to do.

What?

I'm sorry I wasn't here for you.

Don't be daft. Don't be daft.
I turned them down anyhow.

- For me?
- No, for us.

Don't worry,

it's going to be all right.

Why don't you just ditch this bullshit?

- Language!
- This is archaic crap...

Get down! Everybody get down!

Get down! We need an ambulance.

It's OK. I'm here.

I'm sorry.

_

Who's Elvis?

He's one of the boys.

Part of my rescue.

So, why do they call him Elvis?

Has he got a bit of a quiff going on?

You know what the boys
are like in the Army,

they've all got weird
nicknames for each other.

He's persistent.

You should get that.

Go on.

So they want my section as
part of the counterterrorism op

because I've had experience
in dealing with Abu.

Yeah, well, you didn't do
a very good job, did you?

You let him get away.

Yeah, well, I'm going to be
incommunicado for the foreseeable.

But you've got five minutes to
buy me a brew if you fancy it.

I'll meet you in the
cafe on Fortune Road,

fill you in on what's occurring.

Polish cafe?

That's the one.

OK.

- All right, bye.
- All right.

Well, it's turning out to be one of the

north-west's biggest
peacetime operations.

Emergency medical room is
fully kitted out, 70 beds.

All police on active duty.

Several thousand troops on
standby. You get the gist.

All based on my ramblings.

No, based on a radicalised
extremist roaming the area.

Yeah, well, the shopping
centre was all my intel.

We've got contingency
plans for multiple sites

to be hit simultaneously.

We're expecting a number
of terrorists, not just Abu.

Shopping centre being an
obvious potential target,

as well as other crowded, public places.

There's just so many options.

Exactly.

CTC are preparing for a situation

where they hit up to ten
targets at the same time.

Right, so the shopping centre
is just one on the list.

Your intel is just one
small part of a whole.

Now stop worrying.

I do know what's going
on inside your head.

- You reckon?
- I know.

Right, you pay, I'm going to the loo.

All right, mate?

Not too bad, yourself?

Yeah, what's the breakfast like here?

Best Polish breakfast this side of Kiev.

Listen, I don't mean
to sound ungrateful...

and I am very grateful you
saved Georgie in Kenya...

... but maybe now's time you
get the fuck out of our lives.

Who the fuck do you
think you're talking to?

Sorry, love.

- You paying for both?
- No. I'll get these.

What's going on?

Oh, it's just a little thank you
to Elvis for saving your life.

Yeah, I'm buying you breakfast.

Come on, Georgie, let's go.

We used to come here
every Sunday with my nan

to feed the ducks.

Apparently you're not allowed
to give ducks bread any more.

I feel guilty now.

Got anything else to feel guilty about?

What?

Did anything happen between
you and Elvis out there?

Jamie, no!

Was he the one that didn't
turn up to the altar?

Oh, my... I knew it!

- Jamie...
- I know everything you've been through.

- I know.
- I was always there for you,

supported you, everything.

Look, you've been brilliant.

- Brilliant!
- Yes.

Brilliant, just not brilliant enough

that you wouldn't have lied to me!

Georgie, the lying is too much.

- Look...
- No, I need to get back to work.

Well, I'll see you at home then, yeah?

I think we should push the
wedding back a few weeks.

Are you going for one night or two?

I don't know, I don't
know how long I'll be gone.

Why?

I've got meetings and...

Will you stay with your parents?

Do you want me to?

I think it would be best.

Jamie...

But why, Georgie, why?

We've decided to delay it, that's all.

Calm your tits.

- We just don't get it, Georgie.
- Well, there you go.

We're just putting it back a bit.

- But when, is there a date?
- Please, Mum!

We just want what's
best for you, Georgie.

- This is so upsetting, Georgie.
- Has she called it off?

We're dealing with the
situation here, all right?

Can I come in, love?

Mum, I'm all right!

Well, you're clearly not
all right, are you, Georgie?

What about Jamie, is he all right?

Georgie, for once in your life
you are going to have to listen.

This is Zero Alpha. Extraction complete.

Primary recovered. Repeat,

primary recovered.

All is well in the world.

Is that Jamie, love?

- Be nice, eh?
- _

- No-one could ever question your timing.
- Yeah, I don't want to know.

- Anyway, you need to hear this.
- Go on?

GCHQ have been monitoring
all phone activity

of Raynott's known associates,

one of them has just pinged onto
a mast near a shopping centre.

Voice analysis has
confirmed it's Raynott.

The terror threat is now
escalated to critical,

attack expected imminently.

Do they know when?

Imminent's the only intel we have.

We're going to wait out.

Oh, fuck.

Listen, we're on standby.

All hospitals are on red alert.

Out of the way.

Just let me speak to her.

It's locked, Marie.

Why couldn't you do that?

Elvis, I will call you back in a sec.

OK.

Of all the people you could
have had your head turned by,

- why that twat?
- It's not as simple as that, Marie.

- Oh, is it not?
- No!

Leave the Army.

Marry Jamie. Be happy. Simple.

I love you.

I'm your soulmate.

Am I right or am I right?

- Yeah, you're right.
- Thank you.

Don't call that twat back.

I just can't bear to see you
go through that again, Georgie.

As your mum, it broke my heart.

And then Jamie came along, you
started to live your life again.

Live it properly, not like
the one you had with Elvis.

Jamie makes you happy,

if you could only just bloody see it.

Maybe I don't know how
to be happy any more.

- He's not met someone else, has he?
- No!

- Least I don't think so.
- Good.

Because you two are perfect together.

Breaking news now.

We are getting reports
that the terror threat level

in Manchester has been
raised to critical.

It's due to credible evidence presented

to Counter Terrorism
Command earlier today.

This means that an attack could
happen imminently in the city.

The upgraded threat
level means you can expect

to see increased police
presence across the city

and reinforcements at key locations

throughout Greater Manchester.

- This includes stop and search systems...
- ... coordinated attacks.

In addition to police,
we are told Army units

are reportedly being put on standby

with a focus not only
on coordinated threats

but also the possibility
of lone wolf-style attacks.

Officers in position at all
other potential targets, sir.

Good.

The entire vicinity is being monitored

for any suspicious activity.

Stand by then, chaps.

Suspected target seen boarding
the 179 in the town centre,

spotted on CCTV.

We're on, boys.

Greater Manchester Police and Whitehall

are reiterating the message
to people in the city

to remain calm.

The officers will also be
performing stop and search

on individuals and we ask
the public to cooperate.

We just need to search your bag, sir.

Keep your arms up, that's it.

- Can you open your bag, please, madam?
- Move along.

Open your bag, please, sir.

That's him.

Let's get on to the bus
company and ground all buses.

Respectfully, that's
going to take too long.

Permission to move now, sir.

Go!

Armed police! Show me your
hands! Show me your hands!

Suspect down. Detonator neutralised.

- Nobody move!
- Are you alone?

Bravo One Zero, this
is Sierra Three Alpha.

We have overwatch. Over.

Marie, it's me, I need you
to call me back, all right?

I need you to come home.

Here we go. Prepare to breach.

- I thought you were up town.
- No, I can't get a bus.

- Good, stay in.
- Why?

Cos there's loads of shit going down.

- All call signs on me now.
- Roger.

Where the hell's Lulu?

Lulu, come down. Let Georgie
see you're still alive.

Spanner, top deck.

My love, under your
seat there's a rucksack,

can you tell me if it's yours, please?

Rucksack? With my back?

Right, OK. I need everyone's attention.

Can everybody slowly make their way
off the front of the bus, please?

Soon as possible. Thank you.

That's it. Keep moving. Down you go.

Medium-sized rucksack
found under seat 24.

Human lives threatened
and collateral damage.

Remote device confirmed.

We need to block the signal.

OK. That's a remote device confirmed.

Repeat, remote device confirmed.
Block all signals. Over.

Roger. All signals blocked. Over.

Let's scramble a helicopter,
the target's on the move.

Evacuate immediate area.

I want a 100-yard exclusion zone.

Get everybody out of
their cars and away now.

- Roger.
- Go.

What was that?

Georgie, what was that?

Georgie, what was it?

We have received information
that a man has detonated

an explosive vest on George Street...

It does appear that there may
have been several incidents.

Talking about a device
being found on a bus

which was stopped outside...

Fled the bus

- so we are led to assume
- _

that this man is still at large.

I've been reading about it online.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Any fatalities?
- One

plus the suicide bomber.

- Abu?
- No, one of his associates.

You were spot-on about Abu, though.

How?

He tried to bomb the shopping centre.

Along with another suspect
who's now been arrested.

A bloke called Naazir.

Right, well, what about
Abu, have you got him?

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not having this.

- You need to go, Elvis.
- Mum...

- Grace, it's not what it looks like.
- No, I don't want to hear it!

You need to go and you
need to leave us alone.

- I can appreciate...
- I don't want to hear it!

I don't want to hear it!

I'm just thinking of you,
Georgie, so I don't need the evils.

So what happened?

His accomplice had to detonate
his vest out in the open.

If Abu had got in that
shopping centre, trust me,

it would have been carnage.

- So you let him go.
- We didn't let him go, he disappeared!

We found his explosive device on the bus

but he was nowhere to be seen.

So what now?

Come on, you did a good thing today.

It was a waste of time, wasn't it?

You let him slip through
your fingers. Again.

Georgie! Georgie!

Listen to me.

Please.

I do love you, you know.

Elvis, I can't be happy with
you again. It's too late!

- No, it isn't.
- Yes, it is, Elvis.

OK, once upon a time...

But no, not now.

- Georgie, don't go.
- Elvis, please!

I didn't go to London.

Got called back to the hospital.

I was so scared, not
knowing if you were OK.

I thought you'd never
want to see me again.

Can I ask you one question?

Yeah.

Is it properly over
between you and Elvis?

Yeah, I promise.

And nothing happened in Kenya?

No.

I'm leaving the Army.

I've made up my mind.

You have to do what you want to do.

All I want to do...

is marry you.

She's leaving the Army
and starting a new life.

Back off.

- Big day Saturday then.
- Yeah. Yeah, it's not a secret.

Well, how about you tell me
who you really just met up with?

It's not like you to
turn up on my wedding day.

It's too dangerous.

Abu is out there somewhere.

With a vest... I'll be in control.

Do you think he knows about the wedding?

Think about it, Georgie. It's
the first day of your new life,

you don't think he'd want to ruin that?

Find Abu and neutralise him.

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