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Stand still.

Move across.

Stand still.

Sit.

When your back's against the wall,

we have to see who is willing
to go to the edge.

Do you have what it takes
to be one of us?

Don't give up!

Suffer in silence!

In this series,
an elite team of ex-Special
Forces soldiers...

Push it. Let's go.

..from the UK and USA...
GO!

..have combined their skills.
Light it up.

..to create the toughest course yet.

Watch the right. Let's get out of
here. Get in there now! Let's go!

Bringing together
the most gruelling elements

of Special Forces selection...

Come on!

..from both sides of the Atlantic.

America's bringing something to
the table.

This is a combination of the best
fighting forces in the world.

Yes!
I'm going to Vegas, baby.

Collaboration with our brothers in
arms has gone on for years.

We've got incoming! Get out.

The American process is based on
ours, but it's even more brutal.

I want the recruits
to learn through pain.

This is your warm-up.

Now we're gonna get to
the real game.

Let's go, mountain goats.

Each recruit must go beyond
the physical...

Get the tyre. Oh!

Oh, my head.

..to come face to face
with their true character.

You buffoon.

You better not stop again or
I'm dropping your ass.

No other test asks as much...

Keep working, keep working.
Do not give up.

..or means as much...

Be proud of yourself, mate. Own it.
Good man.

I'm proud of you. Give me some.
Thank you.

..to the few who make it through.

Good job, both of you.

Welcome to the slaughterhouse,
little lambs.

Move, move, move, move.

Get up, go now. Get up. As you are.

SHOUTING

Five hours ago,

the nine remaining recruits were
split into two teams

and sent on the run,

for the escape and evasion stage
of selection.

On your knees. On your knees, now.

Tracked by a hunter force,

Team Alpha was captured
and detained.

SHOUTING

Don't you dare. None of us know
where we're going, we don't know.

Yeah, I know. This is my choice.
This is my decision. I'm doing it.

Number 10, Reece,
has withdrawn from the course,

leaving the rest of Team Bravo,
number 2, Dylan,

number 16, Cat and number 18,
Shylla, still on the run.

Follow the right side of
the mountain. Let's keep going.

Just keep the same pace.

In life,

there really isn't much that
I've faced that could prepare me

for this.

I work for Royal Mail
and drive round in a van

and deliver parcels daily.

Be careful,
it's a bit rocky here. Be careful.

I'm somebody who's always played
it safe.

So I want to find out where my
limits are.

Go, go, go, go, keep going.

Team Bravo are now 2km from
the final RV point.

Quick,
quick, quick, quick,

quick, quick, quick, quick. Go.

I've had to really dig deep through
some real dark, dark places.

I lost my mum in
the Manchester Arena bombings.

Two or three years ago,

you wanted to walk two minutes in my
shoes. I was in some pain.

Come on,
let's just get to this next fire.

I'll never get over it,

because it was such
a traumatic time,

and it's just part of me now, that,

and I don't wanna get over it.

She'll always stay in there.

Let's go. Shit. Let's go.

DOG BARKS.

Ten to four shake out.

DOG SNARLS

WHISPERING: OK, the guard's
distracted.

Let's run, grenades!

SHOUTS AND EXPLOSION

DOG BARKING

Get down, get down.

After five hours on the run,
Team Bravo are captured.

Special operations often are
fighting deep behind enemy lines,

so we are vulnerable
to being captured.

We trained so that we have
the skills to survive in

the worst possible conditions,

but if it happens we're gonna get
through it.

We train in resistance
to keep your head

and your heart together,
and somehow stay alive.

With both teams now captured,

the eight remaining recruits face

the most feared phase of selection -
resistance to interrogation.

On your knees.
Hands on the floor, head down.

The DS have enlisted
a team of specialist interrogators,

with 30 years combined experience in
war zones

and Special Forces training.

The point of interrogation is
to extract information.

If they come up against me
and they piss me off,

it's only gonna go one way.

The interrogators are always
gonna win.

This phase of the course will be
led by one man.

Number 19, look at me.

Listen carefully
to what I'm going to say to you.

The Umpire,

who cannot be identified
for security reasons.

I am the Umpire
and I'm in charge of this phase.

I cannot be impersonated and if,
at any point,

you wish to leave the phase,

raise your hand
and ask to speak to the Umpire.

The next time you see me,

your participation in this phase
will be over.

So, who, am I? The Umpire.

And if you wish to leave this phase,
what are you gonna do?

Raise my hand and ask for
the Umpire. Absolutely.

WHITE NOISE

The recruits will be detained

and interrogated repeatedly until
they quit,

or the Umpire decides
to remove them.

BABY CRYING

Between questioning,

they will be held in
stress positions,

and subjected to
distressing sounds.

The uncertainty of what's happening

and their inability to control it is
really mentally draining.

WHITE NOISE CONTINUES

If you allow yourself

to dwell on your own demons,
you'll lose.

Less than hour into the phase,

number two, Dylan, asks to speak to
the Umpire.

You've asked to see me.

Yeah.
What's the matter?

I can't be blindfolded
and in those positions,

just I don't like it.

I've got enough out of this,
you know.

Are you sure?

Yeah. 100%, yeah.

Thank you very much.
No worries, big man.

It's sad to see him go.

He's had, what,
just to sit with his own thoughts,

and that's done it.
That's been enough. Shame.

The first stage of interrogation is
processing the recruits.

The processing's really key.

It's important for us that they
understand that

they are no long in control
of their destiny.

You get out of your clothes,
every one of you.

Get a fucking move on.

Psychologically,
people will try to cling

to what they have from
the outside world.

Listen to simple instructions.
Take fucking clothes off,

apart from underwear.

And removing that
creates vulnerability.

Put that on. Come on, quicker.

It's almost to depersonalise them,
demonstrating that they can't win.

Look at your coveralls.

Extremely large. Do you want to roll
them up, do you think,

so you don't fall over?
No, I've asked you,

Just stand up a minute,
I've asked you a question.

Do you want to roll them up?

Yes, please. Do it, then.

Thank you.

Just stood in the corner,
taking it all in,

working it all out, and she does
everything she's asked.

Yeah. Good effort.

Guard.

What we learned in

Vietnam is that our super-tough
hard-ass operators were being

tortured and killed and never giving
any information.

WHITE NOISE/BABY CRYING

We lost Americans.

You have to give little pieces
of information to delay

the process.

You must always stay in the fight,

so you can stay alive.

After group processing,

the recruits will move into
the solo interrogation phase.

Take your hood and blindfold off.

Brought in for questioning is number
three, Claire.

Would you like to be
more comfortable?

Please. Thank you.

Do you want some water?

Water would be great, please.
Thank you very much.

OK. Are you on holiday?

No, we're animal rights activists.

Oh. My first time, actually,
doing animal rights.

Oh. Yeah.

24 hours ago,

the recruits were given
a cover story to learn in

the event of capture.

You are working for

the Jordanian Nature
Conservation Guild.

What is it you're doing? Tell me.

I'm part of an animal rights group.

Protecting what animal?
Nuban ibex?

You need to know every fucking bit,

because that's what will trip
you up,

and when they get a crack they're on
you, and you're fucked.

Is the organisation a big one?

It's a company called
Jordina Protects.

Jordina?

Um, I'm terrible with remembering
things like that.

Oh, my God, what is it?

It begins with a C...

C, C, C, hang on.

One of my weaknesses would be
instant memory.

Because I've got
so much always going on in my head.

I'll be brushing my teeth,
thinking "Oh, fuck, I've got to feed
the cat."

And then I'm going out the room,
brushing my teeth, thinking,

"What was I doing? I've got a
fucking toothbrush in my mouth."

Consecation.

Do you reckon you
mean "conservation"?

Conservation. I'm honestly,
I think I'm a bit dyslexic.

The first one you said wasn't
a word. A little bit dyslexic
and stuff like that.

She's trying to remember,
but she's covering it with humour.

Definitely speaks before she thinks.
But I would be saying... Yeah.

So we aren't making it up.
Because I don't

want to be wasting my fucking time,
do I?

Indeed.

Stand up, please. Stick that on.

You have to drip feed
the cover story in order

to buy yourself time
and keep it plausible.

How have you ended up here?

I work for Royal Mail, so I was just
putting in my mail,
just like letters. Mm.

And then I saw a leaflet which led
me here.

UMPIRE: She's good. Clearly,
cover story, reason for presence.

She's covered that.

It gives you a chance
of keeping yourself alive.

But we're trying
to locate potential poachers.

Right, what animal?

It's an ibex,
so it's like a goat.

Oh, right, yeah, the ones with the
big horns and that on their head.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Do not piss them off.

So, all of you are
working together?

We've all come out at the same
time to do the same work.

OK.

You need to be able to read
the situation very carefully.

Take a seat.

The next recruit to be questioned on
her cover story...

There's water there if you want it.
Thank you.

..is number 13, Sarah.

Let's drink that. All right,
what's your name?

So, what about the guys that you
were with?

What are their names,
just out of, while I'm here?

Don't know.
You don't know their names?

No. I'm also terrible with names.

I don't even if you've said
your name.

Not even know like a first name,
out of, what, four other people?

That's all I got.

Little bit of attitude.

She looks cocky, doesn't she?

Are you telling me really that
you cannot remember one name,

not even one name out of four?
No. I don't remember names.

One name out of four?

I can't remember one name,
and I said I can't.

What are you laughing at?
Do you think that's funny?

I think sometimes I come across

a little cold or I use humour
a lot to try

and relate to people,

because I am afraid
of not being liked

and I'm afraid that I'm not as much
of a legend as I think I am.

That sounds a bit like bullshit
to me.

I just can't tell you what
I don't know.

She's really flippant.

She's just got that,
the wrong fucking attitude.

All right,
I'm gonna ask you one more time,

and this is the last time
I'm gonna be civil about it.

What are those people's names that
you're with?

I don't know.

All right, stand up.

It's inconceivable that she can't
remember a single name.

Get her out, get her back.

That was a weak,
weak performance from her.

Fucking,

we'll knock this fucking arrogance
out of you.

She's getting it.

Two! Don't move.

Between interrogations,

the remaining seven recruits are
being held in stress positions.

Stand straight up, you shit.

Stress positions are a bitch.

Hands on the fucking wall.
GROANING

When I was going through
my training,

they put me into a cement box.

Aargh.

It's so small you can't sit

cross-legged with your head
straight up.

God, it was freaking hard.

It feels like it's going on forever.

It feels like it will never stop.

WHITE NOISE

Another recruit has asked to see
the Umpire.

Number 1, who, am I?
The Umpire.

Talk to me.
I'd like to voluntary withdraw.

Are you sure? Yeah. I can't get
in the stress positions,

so rather than you take it off me,
I'd rather do it on my own terms.

Fucking tough, isn't it?

Yeah, 1's gone. 1's gone. 1's gone,
mate.

The remaining recruits will now be
questioned in pairs

to expose any discrepancies
in their cover stories.

First in, are number 3, Claire,
and number 8, Paige.

They both should understand that
the fucking temperature's gone up.

You're gonna have to help me.

Mm-hm?

If you just write down the name of
the organisation again.

Come over here, come on.

Nice capital letters.

Who had the mobile phones.
We did. It was...

Didn't have any, says they didn't
have any.

SOFTLY: Write the fucking answer or
I'll snap this fucking wrist.

Happy?

Don't be.
SHE GASPS

Fucking stand over there, now.

Little cute Paigey, baby.

I do think people naturally
underestimate us.

I'm quite small.
I do give off a ditsy impression.

Keep fucking smirking
and I will fucking lift you up

and throw you through that
fucking door.

But, no matter what situations
I've been put in,

I've never truly broken.

So, right,
organisation you're working for?

I'm still trying
to get it out of my mouth.

No, we can't take time in here.

We can't take time in here,
do you understand that?

We fucking spoke about this before,
haven't we?

Write it fucking down, now!

Who had the mobile phone?
I'm not sure.

No, no, there must have been some
kind of mobile phone or radio.

How the fuck do you talk?

He thinks Claire thinks she knows
better, Paige, do you?

Who had the fucking communications?

All right, she doesn't
want to get us aggravated.

WHO FUCKING HAD IT?

I don't know.
I was meant to have the mobile,

but I left it, so it's my error.

Fucking get it writ down.
Write something fucking down.

I am trying to stay calm here.

Look at each other.

Come closer, come on.

So, these were your answers,

and these were your answers.

No phones, she had a mobile.

Why didn't you say she had
a mobile?

I didn't know she had a mobile.

You didn't know. She snuck it
up her arse, did she?

Like fucking Prison Break?

YELLING: Fucking hell! You fucking
pair of dickheads.

It's not making sense,
ladies, is it?

It's fucking bullshit, isn't it?

I can't help you any more,
I can't do it.

All right? Just look at each other.

Get that on, get that on.

Paige. In fact, take it off.

Have a good look at my face,

because it might be the last one you
fucking see. Put it on.

Thank you.
Put this on.

Nobody's got a phone,
nobody's got a radio.

There's a really,
really fucking ropey story.

It's clearly non-credible.

BABY CRYING AND WAILING

The recruits are now halfway through
the interrogation phase.

CRYING CONTINUES

They haven't slept or eaten in over
24 hours.

I want to see the Umpire.

Who said that?
19.

Is he going?

Fucking hell.

If you look at me. What's your name,
mate? Tom.

You've asked to see me.

I'd like to take the withdrawal.
Are you sure?

I can't take it. It's too much.

Don't beat yourself up, kid.
Just stay where you are, mate.

I'll get one of the DS crews for
you. All right, pal? Thank you.

What's going on?
I can't, I can't carry on.

If I could have,
I would have put money on you.

I'm glad I fucking didn't.
Oh, yeah! Yeah.

You cost me a fortune. Well, I've
learned a lot about myself.

Hey, good effort.
Thank you.

Fucking strong show.

Thank you.

For the remaining recruits,

there'll be no let-up from
the interrogators.

The second pair to be questioned
are number 16, Cat

and number 13, Sarah.

Sarah is
the only recruit not

to have given any credible
information to the interrogators.

And what's your name?

Cat? Little kitty cat.
You're like a little pussycat.

You know what,
everybody you're with,

did you sort of know all the names?
Yes.

Because you get
to know each other, don't you?

So, the issue here is 13.

You don't know anybody,

but everybody here has named you.

Did you know everybody's name?

I didn't give any other names.
I didn't know any.

You didn't. No, no, no, no. Ooh.

I didn't know any of their names.
Oh, give. What are you laughing at?

I'm not laughing.
Oh, I missed that. Did you laugh?

No. Oh, I love ladies that laugh.

Oh, that arrogance.
That'll get you killed.

Do you know what?

Every one of them told me your name.

WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING KNOW
THEIR NAMES?

No-none of that group that
I was in, sir, I didn't know any
of their names.

Cat, you need to think about it.

You need to start thinking about
this, don't you?

You need to start fucking switching
on, not just thinking about it.

Do you understand? Yes, sir.

I don't like people shoving
me around.

Guard.

In my resistance training,

they pushed me and they slapped me.

I immediately reacted
and I attacked the guard.

I stepped back ready to fight
the rest of them,

so they taught me a lesson

and they brought out two
helicopter crew

and they proceeded to beat

the shit out of them in front of me.

Seeing these grown men crying,
getting beaten,

because of my insolence,
that straightened me up real quick.

GASPING

Shut up!

So, we're at the stage where
whatever one we decide is talking

the most shit is getting punished.

For me, currently, it's 13.

It's like you've got to knock
this arrogance out of her.

Come on. Move, out. Move, move.

We've listened to you,
we've talked nicely to you.

We've made it clear
to you that we're unhappy with you.

Now your life's in danger,
you have to talk to stay alive.

Big step up. Up, up. Step up.

You need to do what you're
fucking told.

Up.

What were you told about your
fucking attitude?

To try and get number 13 to talk,

she will be punished alongside
number 18, Shylla,

who has so far impressed
the interrogators.

Because of your fucking attitude,

she's getting fucking punished
with you.

Do you think that's fair? No, sir.

Don't cry. Sorry, I just...

SHE SNIFFS

I'm not the best at expressing
my emotions.

If I'm not comfortable around
certain people then I find it hard

to articulate myself as good as
I could,

and struggle with telling people
how I'm actually feeling.

I'm gonna put you in this box

and slowly fucking bury it.

See the holes in the top?
Yeah.

What are they gonna let in?
Sand, sir.

What'll happen when it's full?
Suffocate.

You fucking will.

You fucking lay this way.

You lay opposite looking at
each other.

You get your head up here.
Sorry, sir.

Get your fucking head up, now.

Get a fucking grip, and if you have
a fucking answer for me,

of all the bullshit that
you're saying,

we might let you out.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

Yes, sir.

Better start banging on the top
when it's time to talk.

You need to talk.

COUGHING

What do you want to do?

I don't know.

Are we gonna fucking bury her?

SAND RATTLES

COUGHING

You need to talk to each other.

One of you has fucking answers.

It's nine hours into the
interrogation phase of the course.

Oh, God.

Number 13, Sarah and number 18,
Shylla are being punished...

So, are you gonna start talking?
..due to Sarah's poor performance.

So, are we gonna fucking bury her?

The interrogators want to
push them to start talking

and break their cover story.

They should talk to each other

and decide how they're gonna get
out of this fucking mess.

In there.
Make it a good conversation,

because it'll the
the last one you'll ever have.

You break cover when you feel your
life is threatened.

COUGHING

The moment that you think you are
probably gonna die is probably

the moment you need to start giving
them decent information.

COUGHING

KNOCKING

It had better be worth our time.

COUGHING

Kneel up.

COUGHING

You, kneel this end, to me.

Those two are looking
absolutely fucked.

What you gotta say?

We are part of the
British military.

Is this fucking true?

Yes.

You may have just saved your own
lives. Understand?

Yes, sir.

UMPIRE: That worked. Good girls,
good on them. Very good. Good girls.

Number 13, Sarah and number 18,
Shylla

are the first recruits to break
the cover story.

Step out.

Once you've given up your
cover story,

you're not out of the woods yet.

All that's happened is that you've
kept yourself alive in that moment.

13 and 18, just leave them outside.

Get down, on your back.
Arms spread out.

They will be left on
the parade square until

the other recruits confess and,

during an extreme drop in
temperature as night falls.

What I wanna do is we put
the others along the side of

the splash tank, blindfolds on,

back to the water.
Fucking in you go.

The interrogators will now focus on
number 3, Claire,

number 8, Paige
and number 16, Cat.

This will be really unpleasant
for them.

Oh, yeah. Well,
it's a shock to the senses.

I'm giving you to fucking bad
fucking people right now.

Because what you bitches have been
giving me

and my colleagues is fucking
bullshit!

Your fucking face...

First in is number 16, Cat.

UMPIRE: The point now is we know
you're not what you said you were,

well who the fuck are you now?

You should have given us something
more interesting,

so now we're getting fucking bored!
Do you fucking understand?

SHE SCREAMS

WATER SPLASHES

Who's next? Do you want it next?

You had a choice earlier,
didn't you?

You had a choice earlier,
and you're not getting it now.

Number 3, Claire is next.

Aargh!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

What did you say?

You'll tell us the fucking truth,
won't you?

Yes. The truth!
I'll tell you the truth.

Yes, you fucking will.

UMPIRE: Well done. For me, now,
they're at the point where there
are no more fucking chances.

CAGE DOOR SLAMS

Take these off.

These?

Yes, yes, off, off! And this.

I'm a bit of a walkover, I think.

But I think when
the odds are stacked against me

I just kind of dig my heels in

and I'd say I'm pretty determined.

So, I'm gonna ask you one last

fucking time.

Who are you working with?

We're part of the British military.

You see, that does make sense to me.

Now, that makes sense, because I
understand why you were lying.

Good girl. That is fucking it.

Good work, interrogators.

Up, up!

Now, just two recruits are sticking

to their cover story - number 3,
Claire and number 8, Paige.

Now, you can redeem yourself...

..by telling me what
you're doing here.

Think it's a fucking game?

No, sir.

YOU FUCKING KNOW.

We're on a recon mission.

Who for?

Erm, the British military.

I'll take that.
It's enough to keep you.

The final recruit yet to confess
is number 3, Claire.

Right, what you doing out
here, then?

It takes a lot to break me.

No more fucking about now.
Do you understand?

Yes. I used to wrestle girls from
all over

and they were tough.
The mindset is at another level,

you don't wanna give up.
And I was wrestling these girls,

going on for about 20 minutes,

and none of us would tap out.

She'd literally put me in
an arm bar.

So, in my head I was like,
"Right, come on, don't be a dick,

"tap out otherwise you're gonna
break your arm." And that goes with

a lot of things in life as well,
doesn't it?

You need to know when you
gotta stop.

OK, what are you doing here?

With British military.

Military? Don't want any
more bullshit. You understand? Yes.

Yeah?

Make good use
of yourself while you're here.

Very good job.

I thought - as a group - they've all
clearly

recognised they're at
a duress point.

Good.

SHIVERING

Ohhhh.

I'm done, I can't...

Oh...

Unaware of the others' confessions,
number 13, Sarah,

who has been held on
the parade square for

the past three hours,
has reached her limits.

Number 13, to get this far is huge
kudos, mate, huge.

Thank you. Not many do. All right?

Yes. Thank you.

Here. Well done, mate,
all right? Well done.

Yeah, thanks. There you go.

Of the eight recruits who started

the interrogation phase 12
hours ago, only four remain.

Take off your hood and goggles.

Number 3, Claire,

number 16, Cat,

number 18, Shylla,

and number 9, Paige.

Congratulations,

you have made it to
the final phase of this course.

Thank you. Thanks, Staff.
Thank you.

You four have shown us that
you possess

the determination,

the will and for damn sure
the grit to cope

with being captured,
but don't get slack,

we have a lot more in store
for you. Yes, Staff.

When I give you the order,

you will be dismissed out to your
accommodations.

Dismissed.

What the fuck?

LAUGHTER

Oh! Fuck it.

Oh, my God!

Four women.

Four women in the final.
Where's all the men gone?

I can't believe that,
four girls.

It's the final day.
Flipping hell, guys.

Literally, this is...

Just to get
through interrogation was...

# Goodbye, my friend

# I know you're going,
you said you're gone

# But I can still feel you here. #

I like that song.
Claire, you know all the words.

# If you wanna be my lover,
gotta get with my friends

# I really, really,
really wanna zigazig-ah. #

Last time, come on. We can do this.

The final four, very, very
solid, very competitive.

Four women left.
Yes. And all deservedly so.

It could go to anybody, but 8,

I believe, has the most left in
the tank.

She's made some mistakes,
but it's never broke her down.

It takes nothing away from 3,
16 and 18. 18,

I have seen her on the edge
emotionally a few times.

For some reason,

she's able to just let it fall
out of her face,

tears drop on her boots
and then continue the mission.

I've been very impressed with that.
She's like a ghost,

she just fucking appears and,
does it.

She's still been a bit too quiet
for me,

however, well-deserved to be there.

16 has been just super impressive,
because of her stature.

She's a fucking pocket rocket.
No two ways about that.

Although she has faltered.
She has had some wobbly moments.

All right, Remi, what you got?

Yeah, I like three.

She's really impressed me
and she's come a long way,

and I think you know, that
perseverance has gotten her this
far.

She never really did anything that
wowed me,

but if I'm honest she's come good.

We'll see who has the very best
effort and the very best attitude.

Even plain,
they've all got their tools.

Yeah. Who wants it?

Recruits. Out on the parade square.

You four have gone head-to-head

with your male counterparts,

some of them twice your size,
and here you still remain.

We've got one more task.

We are going to be pushing to
the edge. Am I understood?

Yes, Staff.

Dismissed.

The recruits are heading deep
into the Jordanian desert.

Today, the DS must decide if any
of them has what it takes

to pass selection.

Thankful we've made it to
the end, the very end.

This is the final day.

You've gotta show us

and yourselves that you can
achieve anything.

I want you to work in pairs
and then individually.

We wanna see nothing left in you.
Clear?

ALL: Yes, Staff.

Partner up, five minutes carries,
let's go.

They will race across the desert
in extreme heat,

before facing a final challenge.

I do not expect
to be shouting at you lot

to motivate you, not at this fucking
stage of the game.

Number 18, Shylla,
is carrying number 3, Claire.

And number 16, Cat is carrying
number 8, Paige.

I have no idea where my end
point is.

I'm worried that it'll be my body

and my physical ability that
won't allow me to keep up

with the other recruits,

but I'll put my head down
and just keep going.

Go on, dig deep.

Swap at the same time, now.

Go.

There we go, come on,
drive with the legs.

After 200m,
number 8, Paige takes the lead.

I would absolutely not be W from
the course at a wall.

You'd have to drag us off.

Once I have my mind set
on something,

I will go out and do all I can
to achieve that.

As they approach the next RV point,
number 18, Shylla,

now carrying number 3, Claire,
pushes ahead.

There you go.

And takes the lead.

I'm someone who, even if I'm
in pain,

I still keep going.

And even when I should stop,

I still keep going.

I tend to push myself beyond my
own limits.

All the way in.

Number 18, Shylla
and number 3, Claire

are the first to reach the RV
point. Well done, teamwork.

Who wouldn't be gutted if
they didn't pass?

Individual from now. Let's go!

But, as long as I know
that I worked my hardest,

I didn't hand my number in,

I pushed to my very end that
I can physically

and mentally get to,
that has to make me happy.

At a gradient of up to 40 degrees
and carrying 35lb on their backs...

Come on, best effort.

..the recruits now face
an uphill battle as they race to

the ravine for the final challenge.

Let's go! Catch up.

PANTING

It's not one thing that gets someone
through selection.

There's a multitude of things.

The ability
to bounce back from failure,

the ability to be
mentally resilient,

the ability to be stubborn.

If you can't physically keep
yourself moving,

if you haven't got the motivation to
be fucking with it,

then just disappear.

18 wants it.

And if you want it,
you gotta take it.

Don't let yourself down now,
get there.

Number 18, Shylla reaches
the top first,

followed by number 3, Claire
and number 8, Paige.

Number 16, Cat struggles in
last place.

To be an operator, to be one of us,

you need to give it all you've got

and if you don't you are fucked.

Am I understood?
ALL: Yes, Staff.

Get into your harnesses,
make that happen rapid. Hurry up.

The recruits final challenge...

..is the hang tough.

This combined force of the USA
and UK... Hurry up.

..is the toughest, the most dynamic,

the most super powered
selection course

the recruits could
possibly imagine.

Get your mind in gear.

We really are a band of brothers.

Do you have what it takes
to be one of us?

All right, OK, get onto the bars.

Three,

two,

one.

Dismount.

The four recruits must drop

and hang from the bars 50m
from the ground in

a test of pure grit and willpower.

Do not let yourself down!

GROANING

Number 16, Cat, is the first

to fall...

Oh! ..followed by number 3, Claire.

Just number 18, Shylla and number
9, Paige remain.

Whatever it takes now,
you leave it on this bar.

I think I do have
the mental strength

to get through this course.

The reason I put myself forward
for it is

because I believe that I am stronger
than what

I let my fears allow me to think.

Hold on.
You better fucking hold on.

I've been walked over quite a lot,

and I value myself enough to be
massively determined.

I think people give up too soon.
I won't give up.

I want my children to see me
as this strong person

and aspire to be like me.

Who wants it?

Who really wants it right now?

Ah! Good effort, 8.

After almost two minutes, number
8, Paige finally lets go.

Hanging tough. Oh!

Good effort, you four.
Fuck, yes.

We should all be so proud of
ourselves. We've smashed it.

You little lamb, you.

Big strong, mama.
You little lamb.

It's the end of the course,
and the DS must decide who has
passed selection.

So, overall,
when we think about the leadership,

we think about consistently putting
out 100% effort,

to be honest it's very
fucking tough.

It is. It's probably the hardest
decision we've ever had to make.

They've all done fucking amazing,
all of them.

To be honest, who held longer than
the other doesn't matter to me.

I'm judging this on
the whole start to finish.

Sure. When you think about it,

when you're fucking in
the middle of a firefight

and the shit's going down and
you think you're gonna die.

Yeah. If someone's there thinking
about jacking it in,

do you really want them by
your side?

I think it's pretty clear
then, right?

I agree. Happy? I agree. I am happy.
Happy?

Yeah, I'm happy. More than happy.

One straight line in front of me
now. Stand tall, stand proud.

What you need to pass this course
is strength,

grit, resilience,

and the spirit to drive on.

You have all excelled.

These men behind me,

and myself,

we think who of you right now could
fall in

with us on operation
and win the day?

Number 8, step forward.

18, step forward.

Number 8, number 18,

congratulations,
you've passed this course.

Oh, fucking hell.

Great job, all of you.

LAUGHTER

Ohhhh! Thank you. Good job.

Thank you.

Aw!

As we say in America,
tough motherfuckers.

To be a Special Forces Operator,
you have to have the will to win.

Good job. Thank you.
Fucking great job.

I'm proud of you. Thank you.

When I eventually passed selection,

it proved to me that

I can do absolutely anything, as
long as I put my mind to it...

Thank you so much.
I'm proud of you. Proud of you.

Oh, thank you so much.

Fantastic job. Oh, my God.

..and that's something that I take
with me to this day.

Get over here. Get over here.

Tough gal. From the beginning,
you may look at a recruit and,

on the surface, they seem
to not possess

the attributes of leadership
and strength.

It's not the size of the dog in
the fight,

it's the size of the fight in
the dog.

It all comes down to an undying
passion to be the best.

INDISTINCT

You guys - come on!
Oh!

Bad ass.
Fucking bad ass. Thank you.

We fucking did it.
We fucking did it.

Oh, fuck off, I can't believe it.

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