Original subtitles

- [Antonio] Dr. Bahil is adamant she wants to travel

into the Kotah-ye Ashro region tomorrow.

- [Dr. Bahil] 250 children remain unvaccinated.

- Who give you all that?

- That's what happens when you're

on guardian angel duty for the yanks.

- [Mimi] Giti's gone.

- Her uncle, he took her.

- How do we know that she's being looked after?

- Somethin' to tell the folks back home, eh?

- There is no one back home, she left me.

- [Elvis] I'm tryin' to tell you that I don't want

a life without you in it.

- She's not responding.

[gun firing]

- [Kingy] We're being ambushed, move, move!

[guns firing]

- [Sandy] We have to get them back to the vehicle!

- Poya.

Where are you going?

She's gone, they've got her!

[motorcycle engine rumbling]

[soft suspenseful music]

- Long time no hear, Hasan.

- Are you shittin' us?

What, is that you, Blue?

- What did we tell you would happen

if you stopped communicating?

You've not been keepin' to your side of the bargain

you little Geordie jockstrap.

You're supposed to be our eyes and ears in this region.

Your job was to tell us where Omar's been hiding himself.

- Omar's people, blud, they're not normal.

If he knew about me talkin' to you,

he'd pour petrol down my throat and light it.

- Look, we got a deal.

You help us locate Omar, and we sort you out

gettin' back to the UK.

- But I've never actually seen him, man.

He directs his operations from afar.

I know that he's in the tunnels and the mountains somewhere

but I don't have a clue where.

[suspenseful music]

- We've been followin' you goin' from farm to farm

handing out large wads of Omar's money.

- That doesn't mean I've seen him.

- You're paying for the opium,

and then someone else drives round and collects it.

- Look, I just do the job I'm told to do.

- But remember, we're your safe passage out of here

despite you being a silly little boy in Syria.

So, start being useful.

Have you seen this woman?

I think now would be a good time to start talking.

- Look, I swear, I don't know anything.

Do you know how big Omar's territory is?

It's the entire region, or the mountains, and half of Kabul.

I mean, she could be any friggin' where.

They're not gonna tell me where she is, are they?

- Boss, we need to go.

- [Blue] Pull over.

- No, no, no, no, no.

No! [grunting]

- We'll be back.

- How the hell do I get home from here?

- [Blue] Get an Uber.

- You tossers!

[soft suspenseful music]

♪ Can you hear the people marchin' ♪

♪ Louder than the drums

♪ Can you hear the people comin' ♪

♪ Louder than the drums

♪ Can you hear the people marchin' ♪

♪ Louder than the drums

♪ Can you hear the people comin' ♪

♪ Can you hear the people marchin' ♪

♪ This is a battle cry

♪ Can you hear the people marchin' ♪

♪ Louder than the drums ♪ This is a battle cry

- So, let me get this straight.

Your team had eyes on the vehicle throughout

and no one noticed the driver was shot,

dragged from the vehicle and replaced

by an insurgent, Mr. Hurst?

- We were coming down the hillside

receiving incoming fire, sir.

- Do you want to know what I think?

The life we were supposed to be protecting,

at best, in extreme jeopardy.

- Exactly, sir.

We need to locate and extract her.

I think Omar has her--

- I understand your personal connection to Omar.

[soft ominous music]

- This is about Dr. Bahil, sir.

- And it is being dealt with.

Thank you, Sergeant Lane.

[foot stamps]

- [Sandy] Sir, I take full responsibility.

Dr. Bahil went missing on my watch.

- Your father's the chivalrous type, too.

We're not going to let a local difficulty like this

derail his son's career.

Thank you, Colour.

[foot stamping]

- [Georgie] How's it being dealt with, Kingy?

- There are a line of squaddies with rashes

outside your office, deal with that.

- Well, I've been thinking that maybe we should--

- Please don't.

- Dr. Bahil, all right?

What is the plan?

- Look, it's being dealt with at the appropriate level.

- Oh! - Way above your head,

which isn't in the game at the moment, Lane.

[soft suspenseful music]

[Georgie sighs]

- Which one, then?

I've got all this lot, [Fingers laughs]

and I can not pick what to wear.

How am I supposed to know what I'm gonna need?

- Babe, you don't need all that gear, just hand luggage.

- Babe, it's my honeymoon.

I'm gonna need things for the evening

and I can't exactly wear the same thing twice.

- Trunks and a T-shirt is all I need.

- Beg you to shut up.

I've heard the same line nine times now.

- Are you all right, Monk?

- Don't worry, babes, Mr. Lover Man will be back

with you in 48 hours.

- Good, starting to miss the goofy twat now.

- [chuckles] Yeah.

- I love you, Marie.

- Love you.

- Love you!

No, you put down the phone first.

Oi.

- [Fingers] It's all bollocks, but it's what ya gotta do

when you're in love, man.

- You lads got wifi in here?

It is absolutely shit in the girls' block.

- Fingers is hoggin' it, Mimi.

And no one use it tomorrow.

I'm Skyping in for Thumper's birthday.

- I'm trying to Google Giti but all I'm gettin'

is a blank page.

- Was you hopin' to find her on Insta?

- No, obviously, I'm just tryin' to make sure she's okay.

Is that such a sin?

You okay, Prof?

- Yeah, fine, sometimes I just need a bit

of peace and quiet.

- Yeah, it's like my mum and dad when they're reading.

They're teachers, too.

Oh, yes!

Right, Fingers you got your medical.

Georgie'll be ready in five.

- Yeah, I'm on it.

Just gotta put my boots on.

♪ We wish you a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a happy New Year

- Throbber, you beauty. - What's goin' on?

- Father Christmas is here,

that's what's goin' on, Monk lad.

- Where did you get all that from?

- Ah, well, you know what?

You're not the only one with friends in high places, Monk.

Tuck in, boys.

- Whoa, you absolute legend.

- Ya know, I shagged a bird from Bournville once.

It's a real friggin' place.

[Fingers laughs]

- I saved his life.

I can not believe I actually bothered.

- Well done, Throbber lad.

- [Soldier] Yeah, yeah, right on Throbber.

- Do you have this week's lottery numbers, Poya?

Not many people get shot at point blank range

and live to tell the tale.

- [Antonio] He's a lucky man for sure.

- Did you not see any of them, Poya?

- Be questioned when medically fit.

- Yeah, I understand, but if we get a description now

then maybe-- - This man has

just been shot.

Of course he wants to help, but can't it wait?

- Dr. Bahil's life is in danger.

- He didn't see anything.

- I didn't see.

- What, nothing?

Poya, even the smallest detail

could save her life. - The man is in pain, please.

- [Antonio] Sergeant Lane.

- Sir, I understand but-- - Sergeant Lane, follow me.

It is not your job.

He's a patient, just undergone surgery.

- Yeah, and I'm worried about her.

- You don't think I'm worried about her?

Hey, that is my best friend out there,

somewhere in the mountains.

- It's down to me.

I mean, was I that determined to get to Omar?

- No.

- Dr. Bahil says that nothing happens by chance.

Is this my bad?

- Nah, she'd have gone anyway.

Not your bad.

- Yeah, weren't we supposed to be protecting her?

- [Antonio] She knew the risks.

She wanted to go out into the field.

- Are they gonna kill her?

- Looking bleak.

And it breaks my heart.

- Excuse me, Dr. Antonio, I'm just wondering

if there's any news on Giti?

The little girl that left your hospital.

- A couple points, Private.

Not my hospital, and Giti didn't leave.

Her uncle discharged her.

- But we don't know that that was her uncle, do we?

- Yeah, apparently someone put up

come and collect her leaflets.

- You knew my father was in the regiment.

- Of course.

- I've never asked for any favours.

- Sir.

- Mr. Hurst, Colour.

- Sir.

- U.S. Comms room, ASAP.

- That's getting tight as, Georgie.

Oi, you're givin' me a Chinese burn.

- Oh, sorry, I was just...

Okay?

- Yes. - Yeah?

- Am I all right, in the normal range?

- You'll never be in the normal range, you Muppet.

[Fingers chuckles]

- Are you all right yourself, babes?

You seem a bit away with the fairies.

[knuckles tapping]

- On me.

[soft ominous music]

- I renounce my un-Islamic manifesto.

Unless the elections are called off, I will be killed.

My death will be justified.

Afghanistan must be...

[man speaking in foreign language]

- [Soldier] That's the end of the video, sir.

- What's gonna happen, sir?

- Well, the elections aren't gonna be called off.

- Why not, they're sayin' they're gonna kill her.

- Lane.

- We could at least tell them.

We'll try and get them to call it off.

Come on, we've gotta do somethin' here!

- Dismissed, Sergeant Lane.

Her emotional involvement

makes unpleasant listening, Mr. Hurst.

- Sir.

[ominous music]

[door slams]

- Excuse me, sir.

Something the Americans want you to look at.

Security footage from the American mess.

- This day just gets better and better, Mr. Hurst.

Seems you can't control your platoon, Lieutenant.

- Sir. - Sir.

- Sir.

- Stand up!

- Does anybody know anything about confectionary

stolen from the American mess?

Not to mention a stolen American uniform.

- Sir, but--

- Shut up!

I don't wanna hear you speak.

I don't wanna hear another fuckin' word.

Collective responsibility.

What does that mean, Prof?

- Where everyone takes equal blame, sir.

- That's right, for one person's crime.

- Is this yours, wanker?

- The lads fancied some chocolate, Colour.

- [Kingy] Ah.

- So, theft and impersonating an American officer.

- Sir, none of the others knew anything about this, sir.

- So?

You're all on work party punishment duty,

starting with a latrine clean.

And you're all losing privileges for the foreseeable future,

including internet access.

Phones, laptops, iPads into this bag now.

- Sir. - Sir.

- Sir. - And if anybody

makes any attempt to defy that,

it will become a formal disciplinary matter.

- This isn't what I expect from this section.

And you will get dealt with later.

[soft ominous music]

- I'm gonna miss Thumper's birthday.

- I tried to fuckin' fess up but he wouldn't let me.

- I'm gonna miss his first birthday!

Don't you get it?

- Keep them as well, mate.

- I'm sorry.

- [Monk] Yeah, well sorry don't cut it.

Impersonating an officer.

Usually you're impersonating an idiot.

- [Fingers] [scoffs] Idiot don't even come close. [sighs]

- [Prof] Do you know you spend three years

of your life in a toilet?

- [Throbber] Can you get any more boring, Prof?

- [Fingers] There's at least three years' worth in here.

- [Monk] Yeah, I've already done five years in mine.

- [Fingers] I bet you got four cats at home.

- [Prof] I think you're mistaken me for your mother.

- You know what's mad?

Right now, my Thumper's openin' his first West Ham kit

and I'm not even there to see it.

- [Soldier] Yeah, I'd leave that

a few minutes if I were you.

- [Fingers] What time is it back home, Monk?

- 11:11.

You know what's mad, whenever I check the time

it's always like 2:22 or 4:44.

What do you reckon that means?

- You're a witch.

- Absolutely nothin', Monk.

- [Monk] Well, it's gotta mean somethin', Prof,

otherwise why does it keep happenin'?

- Well, it just means some moments are more significant

than others, and then you forget about the rest.

- Significant times.

Ya hear that, Throbber?

- I've said sorry, bro, yeah?

I've said I wanted to take all the blame.

It's not my fault the boss wouldn't hear me.

- This is actually the first day that I've not spoke

to the wife since we've been married.

- Fuck off.

- Yeah, I just wanna see my little boy.

- And you lot just tryin' to make me feel

even more shit than I already do.

Aw. [Fingers laughing]

- Whoa, whoa.

- Oh my God!

Bro, you just got shitty mop all over me!

- My bad, bro. - Fuck's sake.

Get this thing off of me.

- My bad. - Into ya.

Oh, could this day get any worse!

- Oh my God, that's why you've been showering

with your top on, bro!

You're not even sunburned.

- [Monk] My Doris made me get it done, all right?

- Bro, was that tatooist battered or blind?

- Yo, haven't you done enough already?

- It's not my fault your missus looks like

she's been through a fuckin' fire.

- Whoa, whoa, mate! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Chill the fuck out, man. - Chill!

- Bro, I'm joking.

[siren wails]

- [Fingers] Fuck's sake.

[dramatic music]

- It could be a mortar attack!

Place to get cover.

- No, no, no, it's this, it's this.

[speaking in foreign language] [horn honking]

[guns firing]

- Check fire.

Check fire!

[crowd chattering]

[soft ominous music]

Blue!

- 'Tis I, like a pound shop Lawrence of fuckin' Arabia

amidst the rancid cucumbers.

"Arrive in a fruit and veg truck," they said.

"We'll brief the guys you're comin'," they said.

"We won't fuckin' shoot ya."

I guess I better count my blessings

you're shit shots, eh lads?

- Let's get that wound seen to, Blue.

- Not before I've had a shower and some scran.

- [scoffs] What are you gonna do with that?

- [Georgie] You don't seem massively phased

about bein' shot.

- Ah, I'm hungry.

- [chuckles] It won't take long.

It's not a life-changing injury, is it?

- It will be for the plank that shot me.

- Have you seen the Dr. Bahil video?

- That's rather why I'm here.

Like lookin' for a needle in a haystack.

- There ya go.

[knuckles tapping]

[Georgie sighs]

- You said I might need some anti-inflammatories, so.

- Yeah, yeah, come in.

How are your legs?

Need a massage?

50 miles is a long run.

- No, they're fine.

- Yeah?

Okay.

All right, talk, Prof.

- Nothin' to say.

My ex-wife's pregnant.

- Oh shit.

- Found out on Facebook.

- I'm sorry, Prof.

- She told me she never wanted kids,

and now I've got a whole lifetime

of hearing her news on social media.

First, it'll be the baby photos,

and then I'm guessing they'll get married,

and I'll be madly unfriending everyone

who likes any picture of her. [chuckles]

The first day of school,

and going round to her mum's for Christmas.

And I can picture him just sat in my place.

Sometimes I just wonder if all this'd be easier

if she just died. [scoffs]

I'm so sorry, I didn't mean--

- Elvis being dead isn't exactly easy for me, Prof.

[soft sombre music]

- I used to text her 20, 30 times a day.

Just little things, like how I'd parked the car

and about a fluffy cat.

It wasn't the sunsets and the rainbows,

it was the small, normal, everyday things.

- Yeah.

After Elvis died, there was, like, an old voice message

that he sent me, and I'd listen

to it over and over and over,

just to hear his voice.

Have you downloaded your BPM stats?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- I sent it over.

[watch beeping] - Okay, good.

- I think you'd find my heart, ironically,

is in fine fettle.

[Georgie chuckles]

[suspenseful music]

- Fuck.

- What?

- Shit!

- I seem to have that effect on women.

[knuckles tapping]

- I think I've cracked it.

- Sure, come in.

- I think I might have a way to track the vehicle

that Dr. Bahil was abducted in.

When we were off on our vaccination mission,

Dr. Bahil told me to lose my watch,

and I took it off and I put it in a pouch

on the back of the driver's seat.

Which means, if they're in a wifi zone,

we could locate it through Find My Phone.

[soft suspenseful music]

Dr. Bahil.

- Well, it's showin' us which haystack

to look for the needle in, which is a start.

- Time's not really on our side here.

- We'll send a drone up.

This is quite a large area.

We'll monitor the footage and hopefully locate the vehicle.

[knuckles tapping]

- Come in.

[foot stamps]

- You wanted to see me, Colour Sergeant.

- Helmand Province.

When I told my brother I was coming back to Afghan,

he told me to look for his leg.

He was a para.

They're different gravy.

- I'm really sorry Colour Sergeant King.

- It's not your fault he stood on an IED, is it?

- I meant I'm sorry about my behaviour.

From henceforth, I'm gonna make sure that--

- I think you're a nice kid.

And I think you'll grow into a decent human being.

Just not in the Army.

- Colour.

Please, please, look, I was just tryin' to show off,

I was tryin'--

- What makes you think it's right for you?

- Because I've got nothing else.

- That's not enough.

In the paras, if they come under sniper attack

but can't see where it's comin' from,

one of the group will volunteer to come out of cover

and take a bullet so the others can see

where the attack's coming from.

It's a mindset to sacrifice yourself to save the group.

So, are you here to serve and do your duty

or are you here because you got nothing else?

- I wanna stay.

- Think about it and we'll discuss in a few days.

Go on.

[foot stamps]

[Fingers and Monk chattering]

- That went off.

[ominous music]

- No, no, just stick to the roads

where the vehicle could've gone.

- [Soldier] Operator, this is Echo.

Stick to the MSR.

- Your watch battery might have died

and the vehicle been moved.

- Or they're holding her in one of the farm buildings.

- Mm-hmm.

- You'll spot a vehicle there, in the trees.

- [Antonio] Zoom in.

- [Georgie] It's the ambulance.

- [Antonio] Oh, bingo.

- But we have no intel Dr. Bahil is even in that locale.

- It's the best intel we have in town, sir.

- To be fair to Sergeant Lane, it's a line

we should be pursuing.

- Sir, we received another video.

[soft suspenseful music]

- Please, there isn't much time left.

They need to know the elections will be halted.

Please, they must be halted.

You have until dawn.

- If there isn't time to wait for the paras as backup--

- There clearly isn't, is there?

- We can go in with your guys in a supporting role

controlling the roads.

- Good, good.

Well done, Sergeant Lane.

- [Blue] This is Omar's territory.

Extremely remote and dangerous.

- [Kingy] It'll take a while for us to get there.

And they might move her.

We need eyes on.

- [Blue] I've got a local man,

but he's not the most reliable.

[soft suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

- Yeah.

No, not any movement in or out.

Yeah, yeah, bruv, I've got eyes on.

The only way in or out is past me fam

and I'm tellin' ya nowt.

After this yeah, you best get us back home, man,

'cause his food's makin' us ill.

No, I mean proper ill in my guts.

I'm shittin' sand.

Hello?

Hello?

- Yeah, thanks, Sarg.

Sir.

- Brigadier, happy with the briefing?

- I want you to orchestrate operations with me

from the ops room.

Colour Sergeant King can handle it.

- I need to be with my guys.

- Don't make this awkward, Mr. Hurst.

- Sir, I am 100% on this mission.

They're not going without me.

- Sir, for my two penn'orth, we need the boss man with us.

- Carry on then, Lieutenant.

[bright music]

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ I ride

♪ It's far away ♪ Ride

♪ Ride

[weapons clicking]

♪ Are these, are these

- Stolen, are they?

♪ Are these, are these

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

- Hey, this time tomorrow

I could be on a beach with my sister.

- Blathered, babe.

- I know I'm not the finished article yet.

I appreciate you bearing with me.

- Sir?

- Look, I don't know if I'm ever gonna be as good

as what's come before me.

It's a bastard living in the shadow of greatness.

- Yeah, you don't need to tell me.

Just be yourself.

[Sandy whistles]

[hand tapping]

- [Sandy] Everyone stay focused.

The farmhouse is a potential Omar stronghold.

- Your watch.

[soft suspenseful music]

All call signs on me.

We find Dr. Bahil and we get out of here.

Okay, go.

[soft suspenseful music]

Move now.

[flash bang grenades booming]

- [Soldiers] Get down!

[soldiers and inhabitants shouting]

- Calm down, calm down, easy, easy.

Calm down, sir.

Look at me, look at me.

- [Blue] The doctor's not here.

- Arms wide, arms wide, sir.

- [Jackson] Medic, medic!

- Saunders, on me.

- [Jackson] Lady, you move and I will shoot you.

Search the woman, she's hiding something under her robes.

- [Georgie] Arms up, arms up.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

- [Jackson] Boss, we got an issue!

- [Georgie] The lady's pregnant.

- Well, it weren't me.

[woman whimpering]

[soft suspenseful music]

[woman whimpers]

- Is everything okay?

[woman cries out]

- She's having contractions.

I think the shock has brought on her labour.

- [Monk] That is all you, bro.

- Is there anything we can do to help?

- She's had two kids already so hopefully this one

should just pop out.

But you know what, my mum said the more babies

the better when it comes to givin' birth,

and she is a midwife, so.

- Oh, thank God.

All right, what do we do?

- What do you mean?

You know what to do.

- How would I know what to do?

I haven't got a clue.

- You're a sergeant.

- Yeah, and we didn't exactly learn about childbirth

in sergeant training, did we?

- Do you need anything?

- Yeah, get her some towels.

[woman cries out] It's gonna be,

okay, breathe, breathe.

Okay, breathe.

Here ya go, shh, shh. [woman panting]

- Hey, hey, easy, mate. - Whoa, whoa, hey!

- Easy. - Take it easy.

- [Jackson] Calm down.

- So, that ambulance, ambulance?

Nee-no, nee-no!

You never seen it before?

- Right, well, he says he knows nothing

about an ambulance parked outside his pissin' window!

Do you recognise this woman?

- Boss, have a look at what I found.

And there's a wee bit more where that came from.

[Arush speaking in foreign language]

- Hey, calm down. [speaking in foreign language]

- Sir, calm down. [speaking in foreign language]

- Okay, it's all right. [speaking in foreign language]

- What are you wangin' on about?

- You can not take that.

Whatever you do, you have to leave that.

- Now he speaks English.

- You want us to leave what's gonna be, like,

a million pounds worth of heroin

which funds weapons to kill us?

Not a chance, pal.

- I am begging you.

Omar is coming to collect in the morning,

and if it is not here, he will kill my family.

And not just my family, he will kill everybody

in the area, all the farmers.

That block is everybody's produce.

They will collect it in the morning.

- We need to take this back to zero

and get back before first light.

- Please, please, my friend.

Please, please.

[woman panting]

- Mimi, if you got any bright ideas,

anything your mother might have told ya,

now is the time to share.

[woman groans]

Now is not the time to update your status, Saunders.

[woman cries out]

- Yes, okay, got it, got it, got it.

We need to check how dilated the cervix is

and if it's more than seven to 10 centimetres,

then that means that the baby's coming.

- What, you just googled?

- Well, no one else had a better plan, so.

Okay.

Right, I'm goin' in.

- I'm up here now, I'm just gonna stay at the head, yeah?

- Georgie.

- One minute.

[woman panting]

- [Mimi] Okay, breathe, we can do this.

- How much longer is this gonna take?

We need to make a tactical retreat

before Omar's team rock up.

- Look, she's in labour.

All right, we have a duty of care for the patient.

- If we stay here, we die.

[soft ominous music] [woman cries out]

- [Mimi] Georgie, I think her waters have just broken.

- Shit.

- Shitting hell, this never happened to Andy McNab.

[Fingers chuckles]

Right, slight change of plan.

You're staying and so's that block of heroin.

- Hang on, why?

- Plan B.

Your medics can't leave their patient, yeah?

I'm hiding a tracker in that,

which hopefully will lead us to Omar

and eventually Dr. Bahil.

We need to get everyone out by first light.

I'm stayin' here with my guys.

- Boss. - Boss.

- Let's send Delta and Golf fire teams back to zero.

Oscar can stay here, concealed.

Potential back up and a protection force for our medics.

[woman crying out]

- All call signs on me.

Golf, Delta, make to the RV point and head to zero, over.

- [Soldier] Roger that, over.

[soft suspenseful music]

- They will kill you all.

- We need to put that block back

wherever they're meant to pick it up from.

- [Arush] They will find your tracker.

- It won't happen.

That tracker will lead us to Omar and the hostage.

Omar won't bother you again.

- You kill one Omar, 10 more Omars come.

Ever since I was child, punished for taking a pen

from British soldier when I was seven years old.

- You don't have to live in fear for the rest of your life.

You can do something that helps make change,

or you can go screaming out that door,

let Omar and his men know that we're here,

and watch them slaughter us, and sign up for no change.

Live the rest of your life in perpetual fear.

[soft ominous music]

[woman crying out]

- It looks okay.

I know it's hard, just keep your arms by there, head up.

Now, keep concentratin' on breathin', breathe.

- Sarge? - Prof.

- [Prof] All okay, Mimi?

- Think so, I hope so.

- How long do these things generally, as a rule, take?

- Well, how long's a piece of string, Prof?

I think this is gonna take hours.

- [Prof] You do know what you're doin', though, yeah?

- Yeah.

- I don't mind what you're telling people, right?

- What am I tellin' people?

- I thought you said your mum was a teacher?

That's what you said, but if she's not a midwife,

you need to say.

- I don't know what you're talkin' about.

- If you're makin' stuff up in here, then it's

gonna effect everyone. - We've all googled stuff,

Prof, so I don't see how that matters.

- What I'm sayin' is, we can be honest with each other.

- We need some privacy, okay?

- Yeah.

[woman moaning]

[woman cries out]

- I might as well change your dresses

while we've got a moment.

- Well, have we got a moment?

- Mimi will shout me if she needs me.

You all right?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

Here ya go.

- You know Elvis and I,

we did a mission together in Estonia.

- I didn't know that.

- Well, I know what he felt about you, and I know...

- No, go on.

I can take anything, tell me.

- Well, all he wanted was a life with you,

and he was tryin' to work out an exit strategy

because, well, this job and a happy family life,

they don't exactly go hand in hand.

- [chuckles] No, no they don't.

- [Blue] And for him to die in a trap like that.

[soft ominous music]

- What do you mean?

What the fuck do you mean, Blue?

- Oh shit.

- Blue.

- Omar was luring British soldiers

into that building to kill them.

- Yeah, well, we didn't know that.

- No, the authorities knew all about Omar.

He should've been neutralised early doors

instead of letting him turn into this untouchable

that he is now.

- Wait, so he coulda been killed earlier?

- He was a target that shoulda been nipped in the bud.

- Oh my God.

- We weren't allowed to pursue him.

But no one kills a blade and lives to tell the tale.

- When you get him, Omar,

are you gonna bring him back to justice?

♪ To love someone so much

♪ To have no control

- It doesn't work like that.

When we go in, our modus operandi is double tap.

No recriminations, no appeals.

♪ Go

- Georgie.

- [Georgie] That's not justice.

♪ But I think I'm lost without you ♪

♪ I just feel crushed without you ♪

♪ I've been strong for so long

♪ I never thought how much I needed you ♪

♪ I think I'm lost without you

- What are you up to?

- Just...

- Lotta stars, eh?

Freaky, isn't it?

Like billions. [chuckles]

Have they got more stars here than in Lanzarote?

- Think they got the same amount, Fingers.

- Yeah.

Me and Marie are gonna count them.

You all right?

Georgie, what's up, mate?

- Oh, fuck.

I just thought I had everything in this little box

in my mind I'd never have to open again.

- What do ya mean, babe?

- Listen, I knew this was gonna be hard, I did.

But I just keep being reminded of Elvis, ya know?

He was so alive, he is, he is so alive here.

The thing is I just miss him so fuckin' much.

- Come here.

[Georgie sobbing]

♪ Crushed without you

- I don't think I can do this anymore, Fingers.

I don't. - All right.

Don't crack up on us, Georgie.

- I can't, I can't.

- Come on, you're the grownup, babe, yeah?

You're the one who's got their shit together.

Come on, come on. [Georgie sobbing]

Come on, you're Georgie Lane, all right?

♪ You said, I wanna see the world ♪

♪ And I said, go

- Right, opium's back in place, due to be picked up

at approximately 0800, tracker implanted.

Your team on the roof.

From your vantage point, you're our eyes.

Need intel on movement.

Update, medic?

- Well, these things take a lot longer than ya think.

- Have you got an ETA?

- Well, she's fully dilated, so now-ish?

- Right, well, you better stay with your patient then,

but keep noise to a minimum and low profile.

- Okay.

- Lieutenant Hurst, all weapons and ammunition on you.

If there's any contact, you're in poll position.

Prepare for phase one.

- Roger that.

[suspenseful music]

- [Soldier] Boss.

- Okay, all focus, guys.

- Throbber. - Colour.

- Focus.

- [Sandy] 4x4 en route, over.

- All call signs on me.

Medics, not seen or heard, over.

[woman crying]

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

- You're okay.

Roger, out.

[woman moaning]

- That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it.

- Mimi, Mimi, Mimi, go and stand with the kids.

- Okay.

[woman whimpering]

- Shh, shh, shh.

Listen, okay.

[woman moaning]

[soft ominous music]

I don't understand, he's coming towards the house.

Shh, shh, shh.

- Boss, you reckon we're about to be sold

down the Firth of Fife?

- Well, we're up shit creek without a spanner if he has.

[knuckles tapping]

Hold your fire.

- [Sandy] I don't think that's supposed to happen.

- Indeed fucking not.

- Mimi.

[gun clicks]

- I think he just said "Omar," over.

- Think he's wanting to take him to Omar.

- Lane, stay with the family.

[woman moaning]

- Boss, he's gone in.

- Stay in position, Fingers.

- If he goes upstairs--

- Stay in position.

Focus.

[woman moaning]

- Lieutenant Hurst, hold your position.

Follow me.

[woman moaning]

[man speaking in foreign language]

Lieutenant Hurst, if you've not heard from us in an hour,

make to RV point and head to base, over.

[soft suspenseful music]

[woman moans]

- [chuckles] That's what I'm talkin' about.

Woo.

[soft suspenseful music]

- This is the last time that you get me into trouble, boss.

- Lightweight.

[suspenseful music]

[woman panting]

- [Mimi] Okay, how we doin'?

- Prepare to abandon ship, boys.

[man speaking in foreign language]

[gun fires]

Okay, three, two, one.

Omar is in the building.

Happy days, over.

[woman panting]

- Okay, that's it.

[soft suspenseful music]

- Dr. Bahil.

- Go in loud, now!

[dramatic music]

[guns firing]

- Get your head down.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, sunshine.

I can't tell you how much

I've looked forward to meeting you.

Mike 1-0 Alpha, this is 0-1-0 Alpha.

Dr. Bahil rescued alive.

- What about Omar?

Was he there?

- You want me to do the honours, boss?

- Ain't happenin'.

- Wouldn't it be simpler all around if I double tap him now?

- Let's just say I'm doin' it for a friend.

Omar captured, alive if not well.

[woman cries out]

- Okay, I can see the head, the baby's coming.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

[woman cries out]

- Mike 1-0 Alpha, we think he sent a truck

loaded with explosives your way.

You need to evacuate the farmhouse immediately.

- [Mimi] But the baby's already coming.

- Shit.

- [Prof] I can see a vehicle approaching, sir.

- Let's get them out.

- Tallboy, Kids, Throbber, on me.

- Another push. [woman groans]

Baby's coming.

- Georgie, we need to move you guys.

- What?

No!

No, no, no, Kingy!

[woman cries out]

The baby's comin' out. - Hang on.

- Kingy, did ya hear me?

You could kill them both.

[suspenseful music]

- You stop it before it reaches target.

- [Georgie] Kingy, we can move her, she's having a baby!

- No, suicide truck might run into--

[woman screams]

Shit.

Look, listen, we need to at least try

to move her to another-- - Kingy, we can't move her.

- We're stoppin' it.

Hard stop.

- [Sandy] All right, two section.

Everyone into position. - All right, let's make

her comfortable, come on.

Put that behind her head. - Let's stop this truck.

- Lie back.

Mimi, get some water now.

- Can't evacuate patient.

Engaging hard stop, over.

[suspenseful music]

Stand by, stand by!

[weapons clicking]

- Breathe, breathe.

- [Sandy] VB IED approaching.

Aim for the engine.

We need to stop that truck.

[Arush speaking in foreign language]

- Stand by for hard stop!

In three.

[Arush shouting in foreign language]

Two.

- Really big push, that's it, that's it.

- [Sandy] One, fire!

[guns firing] [suspenseful music]

[explosion booms]

[baby crying]

- That was so close.

- [chuckles] Never in doubt.

[Fingers and Georgie chuckle]

- Well played, Saunders.

[sombre music]

♪ Don't feel the passion for anything ♪

- Well done, medic.

- Medics.

- Right, let's alert local forces

and get medical help for Mrs. Arush.

Once they're here, we'll double away

to the RV point, okay?

- Colour.

♪ Breathe at least

♪ Oh, darlin', throw damage from afar ♪

♪ Hollow me out and dump me down to someone ♪

♪ We both can't love now

♪ Edging your scars

- [Jackson] Do they know the dad

is in the back of that truck?

- [Blue] No, let's spare them that till later.

- [Mimi] See, even amongst all this crazy mayhem,

there's still room for a little bit of happy.

- You earned your spurs tonight, Mimi.

- What's that mean?

- You done good.

- We hate Spurs in my house.

West Ham all the way.

[guns firing]

Contact left!

- Break right!

[guns firing]

Break right!

[guns firing]

- [Sandy] Everybody good?

- [Soldiers] Good!

- Monk, you okay?

- [Monk] Sir!

- Has anybody got eyes on?

- No, sir!

- Mimi, you okay?

- Zero, this is

Mike 2-0 Alpha. - You okay, yeah?

- Yeah. - Contact.

Weighed down.

[guns firing]

Down, down, everybody down!

- Stay down. - Stay down.

- Where the fuck did that come from?

- I don't know, from a boulder somewhere.

Concealed overhead.

- [Sandy] Our transport is 200 yards up the road.

- Can't risk movin' from here, boss.

We need to locate where the attack's comin' from

and offer cover.

[dramatic music]

- [Throbber] Fuck it.

- Throbber, no. - Throbber!

[guns firing]

- [Group] Throbber!

[soldiers shouting] - Throbber, go!

[guns firing]

- Enemy seen, 250 metres, let him run!

[guns firing]

- [Sandy] Return fire!

[guns firing]

- Magazine! - Magazine!

- [Soldier] Back in!

[guns firing]

- Back in! [guns firing]

- Magazine! - Back in!

[guns firing]

- [Soldier] Magazine!

[engine sputters]

- 1-1-0 Alpha, this is Throbber.

I'm gonna start the bastard now.

[engine rumbling]

Stay put, the Throbber's on his way.

[suspenseful music]

[guns firing]

- [Sandy] Then move out!

- [Throbber] Hello!

[guns firing]

- [Sandy] Let's move, let's move!

- [Kingy] Move, move!

[guns firing]

- [Soldier] All right, get up, you're outta time!

- Hey, let's watch it! [guns firing]

- Move!

[guns firing]

Come on, Fingers!

Fingers, get in!

[gun fires]

- Never thought I'd be so pleased to see you, Throbber.

- Is everybody all right?

- Sarge. - Yeah?

- Well done, Throbber.

Never do anything that fucking stupid again, understood?

- Colour!

- [Prof] Don't know how many of 'em

were up there firin' down on us.

- [Throbber] Millions, Prof!

- [Prof] It's a good job they're a lousy shot, lads!

- [Sandy] Hey, let's hold the celebration

till we're back at zero, all right, guys?

- [Monk] Surely Throbber savin' the day

deserves a celebration.

[sombre music] [soldiers laughing]

- [Soldier] Hey, come on,

forget him, Throbber. - Like James Bond.

You are some superhero, Throbber.

[Mimi laughs]

♪ I wanna take you somewhere

- Fingers has been hit.

Man down, man down. - What, you are?

- Fingers, get down, can you get down?

- Move him for me. - Space, space, space!

[soldiers speaking all at once]

- [Sandy] Clear the space.

- Get off, get off.

I've got ya, just keep breathing for me.

- [Kingy] Everyone calm down for me, please.

- Man down, man down.

- Fuck! - All right, all right.

- He's all right. - One in.

- [Soldier] Fix it yourself, brother,

just keep going, keep driving! - It's all right, mate.

Keep breathing.

♪ And I wanna kiss you

♪ Make you feel all right

- Check.

♪ I'm just so tired to share my nights ♪

♪ I wanna cry and I wanna love

♪ But all my tears have been used up ♪

♪ On another love

♪ Another love

♪ All my tears have been used up on another love ♪

♪ Another love

♪ All my tears have been used up ♪

♪ Oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh