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My client has been convicted
and incarcerated for six months,

based on
erroneous video evidence.

SHAUN:
Everyone is looking at me,
like I done it.

Like I killed a bloke
in cold blood and got off
on some technicality.

HANNAH: You thought
he was reaching for a weapon.

But do you believe me, Hannah?

Yes, I believe you.

DR Carey's had a right result
in court, Guv.

Operation Sycamore.
Longest terror sentencing
since 2008.

HART:
Sycamore was your op, Rach.

You saw it before any of us.

-[keyboard clicking]
-Sutton South to Control.

PATRICK: No eyewitness
and no sign of the victim.

RACHEL: What about
a facial rec on the suspect?

-[door banging]
-Armed police don't move!

-Where is she?
-Who?

PATRICK:
When did you last see her?

SHAUN: Hannah.

I offered Hannah a lift home,
she said no, that was that.

-
What was what?
-
She went home.

NADIA:
We've got Emery's journey.

He heads west for two miles,
then we lose him
to a blind spot.

-No sign of the victim?
-NADIA: The blind spot
borders the river.

This ain't what happened.

This ain't what happened.
None of this happened.

I didn't do that!
I didn't do anything.

-And the BAFTA goes to...
-I don't think so.

-PATRICK: What then?
-RACHEL: He doesn't know
he did it.

[siren wailing]

[engine stops]

[banging]

-DETECTIVE:
Someone here to see you, Guv.
-Peasant!

-WOMAN: Alec Boyd?
-Speaking.

I mean, yes, th-- that's me.

I
s there somewhere we can talk?

[cell phone buzzing]

-Carey.
-ALEC: Rachel,
bad news, I'm afraid.

The CCTV footage
in the Emery case...

there's a problem with it.

[theme music playing]

[police siren wailing]

Park it for me, please.

Redacted?

-DI Carey.
-Sir.

The footage?

Yes, the Shaun Emery footage
has been redacted.

Withdrawn. Afraid so.

Because...?

Because the gods
have spoken and that is
what they have decreed.

"The gods"?

You're from SO15, aren't you?
Sure you can work it out.

The Security Service?

They came here?

Turns out, Sutton is on the map.

They do grace us
with their presence
occasionally, you know.

RACHEL:
Well, did they give a reason?

"Security", fittingly.

-Just that?
-Yep.

Now what am I supposed to do?

Well now, you'll have to proceed
without the redacted
video footage.

Didn't they teach you anything
at fast track school?

Sir, the only thing
that puts him at the scene
is that CCTV.

He didn't even have
a phone on him,

there were no other cameras
in range.

There were no eyewitnesses.

And now what? I'm--

I'm supposed to
find enough evidence
to charge the suspect

when we've already had him
in custody for what?

Nineteen hours.

Nineteen. Twenty.

Better get a move on.

[Rachel sighs]

[indistinct chattering]

-PATRICK: Nads?
-You need to find the body.

PATRICK: Yeah, I wondered what I was doing down the river in the middle of the night,

freezing my bollocks off.

What do you think
I'm looking for, the Kraken?

NADIA: I mean, in the next four hours.

You need to find the body.

NICK: Nothing juicy
on the eyeball sweep.

No obvious
blood samples from the boot
or the interior of the car.

DNA?

N
I
CK: Blood samples went off to
the lab this afternoon.

Well, I need this marked
as priority. Threat to life.

You're looking
at two to three days.

Did you just hear me say
"threat to life"?

I need it in the next...

-four hours.
-Best will in the world,

you're not gonna get it
within the next 24 hours.

Oh, fuck.

[sighs]

I mean, how can they ban us
from using it?

Easily. All they have to say
is "threat to national
security".

[scoffs] I mean,
what's so national security
about that video?

I don't know.

R
A
CHEL: But without this or the
DNA from the car,

w
e'll be forced to release him.

Isn't there anything
your friends from Counter-Terror
can do for us?

They always manage

to hold suspects a lot longer.

Terror suspects.

W
h
atever they do in CT, it's
always by the book.

Well, we've got four hours

to get a confession out of Emery
or find more evidence.

[sighs] There's by-the-book,
or there's getting the job done.

[gate opens]

[door closes]

There's been a development
I'd like to make you aware of.

We found samples of Hannah's DNA

in the boot
of your grandfather's car.

Divers are currently searching
the river for her body.

But on the weight
of the evidence we already have,

this has now become
a murder investigation.

Is there anything
you'd like to tell me
at this stage, Shaun?

They said
I wasn't allowed a phone call.

Do you understand
what I've just told you, Shaun?

I
w
as supposed to pick up my
daughter from school.

I understand
it can be difficult--

adjusting to civvy life.

[sighs]

We expect a lot
from our forces, don't we?

And then prison.

E
x
pecting you to come out and
adjust all over again.

Perhaps it's not so surprising

that the first thing you do
on your release

puts you straight back
in custody.

What do you remember, Shaun?

Did you lose control?

I ain't speaking
without my solicitor.

Mr. Hall has gone home.

I thought I had the right
to a phone call.

Phone calls
are at my discretion.

So, why don't we
sit down together,

and try and figure out

what happened
between you and Hannah Roberts?

Get me a phone call.

NADIA: I need to find
the driver of this bus.

The reg isn't clear,
but from the date and time

I was hoping
you could help me find him.

PATRICK: Ma'am?

Divers have covered
a quarter-mile radius
without a result.

They reckon there's a chance
she was dragged

f
u
rther downstream, but it's
unlikely.

W
e
can expand the search area, but
in the time we've got left,

I don't know.

[line beeps]

-Nadia?
-So, how did you get on
with the suspect?

I'm only asking
because the bus driver's
given us absolutely nothing.

He doesn't recall
passing Emery and Roberts,

let alone seeing the assault.

I've pulled the CCTV
from the vehicle itself.

RACHEL: And?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

It doesn't give us a view
of the assault.

I'll save the file so you can
take a look yourself,

b ut short of finding the body.

I
think we've run out of ideas.

Right.

[cell phone buzzing]

-[woman grunts]
-[man groans]

[buzzing continues]

[line beeps]

[sighs]

[door opens]

[exhales]

Mr. Emery, I am releasing you
on pre-charge bail

while we continue our enquiries.

-You will remain
on bail for 28 days.
-Where's Hannah?

When the answer comes to you,

be sure to let me know.

[door opens, closes]

[beeping]

[car remote chirps]

[microwave beeping]

FEMALE REPORTER:
A battlefield murder
in Helmand province

captured by video evidence

now thought
to be technically flawed.

Appeal judges unanimously
rejected the evidence

from 2014

that convicted
Lance Corporal Emery

as legally unsound.

Karen, is she okay?

-Is she okay?
-The first inch I give you--

-I--
-Keep your voice down.

They don't just throw them
out onto the streets
when they're six.

-JAYCEE: Is that my daddy?
-Hey, baby.

-Francis.
-SHAUN: Hello.

-Hello.
-Francis?

-You alright?
-Fine.

Could you take Jaycee
upstairs, please?

She's just saying hello.

My first day off in months,
and I get called by the teachers

and have to sprint
to the school to find
Jay's crying her eyes out.

Francis, can you please
take Jaycee upstairs, please?

SHAUN: I would have been
there, alright? But I've been
at the hospital all night.

-My granddad fell over.
-Really?

He fell down the stairs
by the bins.

I've been in A&E for hours
with no reception.

-Hmm?
-He's cracked two ribs.

They think it's gonna affect
his breathing.

I called your granddad
last night. He didn't mention
any cracked ribs.

He did say you were
at the hospital, though.

Matthew Forester
had a heart attack, apparently?

Karen--!

[door opens]

SHAUN: Right.
You alright, yeah?

Granddad?

GRANDFATHER: What happened?

Matty Forester in hospital
with a heart attack?

Well, I had to say something.

-Where's your phone?
-There.

SHAUN: I wanna borrow it.

[line ringing]

RECORDING:
This is Hannah Roberts.
For anything urgent,

-please contact the office at---[phone beeps]

[line ringing]

RECORDING:
This is Hannah Roberts.

For anything urgent,
please contact the office--

[beeps]

[line ringing]

This is Hannah Roberts.
For anything urgent,

p lease contact the office at--

[sighs]

[man speaking online]

Thanks to the tenacity
of our Counter Terrorism
officers,

that nightmare
did not become a reality.

MALE REPORTER: The suspects
claimed they had no connection

to the Birmingham-based
arms dealer.

This CCTV footage
says otherwise.

[reporter continues]

[moaning]

HANNAH:
Your granddad's right about
you.

You're not bad.

[silent]

[grunts]

[sniffles]

[grandfather snoring]

[door closes]

[keyboard clicking]

[silent]

[beeps]

-Easy.
-There's no one here.

Anyway, I know
your parking space
isn't covered.

[Rachel sighs]

Anyone we know?

MI5, I'm guessing.

Because?

Because she dresses
like she's at a funeral

and walks
like she owns the world?

[chuckles]

I had Shaun Emery in custody
last night.

What do you mean?
Shaun Emery just got acquitted?

N
o
, that's old news. I've had him
on CCTV

for assault and kidnap.

-He even pos ID'd himself
on the footage.
-What a result!

It was. Until she came along
and redacted the footage.

Shit!

What other evidence
have you got?

[sighs]

N
o
thing that would convince the
CPS.

Nothing much at all, actually.

Tsk. Sorry, Rach.
That's tough.

Yeah.

A woman's missing
and we just released
her attacker

out onto the street.

Do you know
The Rook in Plaistow?

-Should I?
-No. It's a horrible little pub.

We had a camera hidden
in the back room a few years ago

'cause a bunch far-right idiots
were meeting in there,

planning attacks on mosques.

One night, about halfway
into the operation,

one of them decides to drag
a semi-conscious woman in there

and rape her.

Caught on camera?

And we couldn't use it
as evidence.

It would have shown out
the probe and sunk the op.

Mosque attack
equals mass threat to life.
That took priority.

Yeah, but mine
isn't a hidden camera.

I
t's council, it's street CCTV.

You know, I can't see any reason

to redact that evidence
unless...

Unless what?

You should see the look
on his face.

It's like
he's in complete denial.

Only it's more than that.

More?

If there' any way
you could reach out
to our friend here,

and find out
whyit was redacted?

No, the Service
only share with me

when they need to,
you know that.

But you can be sure,
if she is who you think she is,

it would have been done
for a good reason.

[Rachel sighs]

It's not true, you know.

The coverage on that camera.

It catches the edge
of the driver's seat.
It can see me...

but it can't see you.

Can't see this.

We said that was that.

You're still in my car.

DANNY: Ahem.

Alright, I can't promise
anything but send me the smudge.

I'll have a dig around,

see what I can find.

Thank you.

WOMAN:
Shaun Emery is here to see you.

They gave you bail?

Y
e
ah, yeah. It was, uh,
"pre-charge", they said.

It's all bollocks, anyway.

Have you seen Hannah?

I've, um-- I'm in a hurry.

I have got to get my stuff
and go to court.

-Have you tried looking
where she lives?
-I can't do this.

-Do what, Charlie?
What are you talking about?
-Of course I haven't seen her!

You don't believe that shit,
do you?

That fucking bullshit tape
that they showed us?

Charlie, it's fake.

Someone's got it and--
and they've changed it somehow.

It's like
that fucking Helmand video

only a million times
fucking worse.

I
c
an't represent you, Shaun. I'm
not your lawyer anymore.

[chuckles]

Thanks, mate.

[cell phone ringing]

DI Carey.

NICK: You still looking
for the lab results
on that Rover?

Yes.

I could hear
how desperate you were

so I've been hounding them
all morning,

got the report on the interior
pushed through.

Oh, thank you.

M
a
j
ority of hair and skin samples
found in the boot

and in the interior of the car

match the vehicle owner
or a family member.

N
o matches to the DNA of the alleged victim.

-No match to the--
-Nothing from the victim?

Nothing from
the alleged victim, yeah.

I said I'd get you the result.

I didn't say I'd get you
the result you wanted.

Wanted to have
a quick word, ma'am.
Away from wigging ears.

Ma'am, Shaun Emery
doesn't know me.

I wasn't at the interview
or the arrest.

I could follow him,
see what we can learn.

-Surveillance detail?
-PATRICK: I'd keep my distance
in a motor.

He might lead us
right to Hannah Roberts.

We can't launch surveillance
without a warrant.

Yeah, sometimes, ma'am,
we'd rather beg forgiveness
than ask permission,

if you follow my drift.

Look, Shaun Emery's a soldier.

A target like that
needs human surveillance,

aerial platforms,
digital intercepts.

Besides, you know,

we don't know
what the service has invested
in all this.

Well, personally,
I can't think of a reason

t
h
at justifies leaving a missing
woman to rot.

Forensics didn't find any trace
of the victim's DNA

in the vehicle.

I doesn't make any sense
to me either.

Well, maybe it was them.

MI5 had the car scrubbed.

That's hysterical.

Covering up Emery's crime.
Protecting a soldier.

The Service aren't perfect
but they're not the enemy,
Patrick.

Y
o
u know, these people deal with
mass threats to life,

so, like it or not,
their priorities trump ours!

[sighs]

I am gonna find out the reason
for the redaction.

In the meantime, if you want
to trail Emery properly

then you need to find me
some evidence first.

[ringing]

CHARLIE: No charges?

-Mr. Hall.
-He came to my office!

-Shall we find
somewhere to sit down?
-Where's Hannah?

If I discover
she has suffered unnecessarily

due to police action,
or inaction,

I
w
ill rain lawsuits down on the
fucking lot of you.

T
h
e flawed evidence in Shaun's
appeal.

What was it?

I
m
ean, it's mentioned in some of
the reports,

b
u
t they don't go into much
detail.

Uh, the helmet-camera

that recorded him was faulty--
out of sync.

S
o, Shaun Emery wins his appeal

on the basis of flawed video,

then gets arrested
and claims the video evidence
isn't real.

That's probably
where he got the idea from.

You think that was all an act?

In the interview room?

Um...

I know Shaun Emery. Very well.

Go on.

Last time, you told me
he was "salt of the earth".

So if you know any different,
then please share it.

My friend
and colleague is missing.
You said you would find her.

[knocks on door, whistles]

Oi!

[door opens]

What happened to you
the other night?

Hey.

You shag that lawyer?

Well, you're out now, Shauny,
so maybe take it easy.

Yeah, I'm out,
but where's Hannah? Hmm?

She ain't at work,
she ain't answering her phone.

-Someone's got her.
-Let the police find her.

They ain't looking.

I just went to her flat.
There's no one there.

-You went to her house?
-I can't just sit here
and do nothing.

I wanted to see
what was inside the flat.

And you want me
to help you get in?

I don't know
what I'm gonna find,
but I've gotta start somewhere.

So what, it was like,
CGI or what?

I don't know,
but it looked real.
Like real life.

They had me and her, yeah?

But she got on the bus,
but they made out
that she didn't.

Just after we kissed.

T
h
ey made it look like you kissed?

The kiss was--
the kiss was real.

They had me and her.

[silent]

And it looks like
that she's trying to...

get away from me.

SHAUN:
They made it so that I--

that I grab her.

[silent]

They've made it out that...

I grab her.

Shauny...

y
o
u know I'm the only person
that's gonna say this, right,

to your face.

Now, there's no way in the world
you'd ever do something
like that...

on purpose.
Like, you're sound, mate,
always.

And when you joined up,
it done you good--
being in the army.

S
o
rted you out. We all saw that.

What's your point?

Now, how many people
came back from your tour
needing counselling, mate?

Huh?

-What?
-It doesn't make it your fault.

-You think I did it.
-Look, I'm only asking--

You think I could fucking do
something like that?

-'Cause what you're
saying, it makes no sense--
-[snaps] I know! I know.

[music playing on TV]

Come on.

[sniffs]

[faint barking]

Shaun!

Shaun!

So what is it, a deadlock?

It's a key fob on the outside.
Inside, I dunno.

Better stop at a chemist.

KAREN:
He came here this morning.

I told him to get lost.

What's this about?

Can I ask how long you
and Shaun have been separated?

Technically, he lived here
until he got sent down.

Six months ago.

So is that
when the relationship ended?

-[sighs]
-[plates clatter]

I know how it looks--

I dumped him
as soon as he went away--
but it weren't like that.

Look, Karen,
I am not here to judge.

We were over already.

Long before.

D
o
you mind telling me what the
issues were?

[sighs] We'll be here all night.
What do you want to know?

Was Shaun... ever violent?

What's happened?

I'm unable to discuss it.

But he's done something?

Was he violent, Karen?

I've known Shaun
since we was at school.

His dad died when he was six.
Mum, when he was 14.

Shit life. That's not an excuse,
it's a fact.

As a dad to Jaycee,
he has done his best.

But as a partner to me?

Difficult.

Angry.

Insecure.

Jealous.

Drunk.

He's never laid a finger on me
or Jaycee.

I saw the soldier
follow the girl to the bus-stop.

They kissed.
She tried to leave

and that's when he became
aggressive.

Is that him?

-Yeah, that's him.
-You're sure?

A hundred percent.

Would you say you recognised him
from the news?

-Should I?
-No.

That's ideal, Becky.

I'd just like you to sign
a witness statement.

Oh, the cameras

usually do the talking
for us, so...

You've been a huge help.

It was a weird one, though.

Weird?

Normally, I can see it coming;
something like that.

I get a feeling.

Behavioural analysis.
We all do it.

But she's the expert.

It's just certain postures
you get used to seeing

before an act of violence--

there's tensions in the arms,
in the neck.

Yeah, if we do need you
to testify, Becky,

just stick to the facts.

What actually happened, okay?

Understood.

Come on, come on,
what's the problem with that?

Hmm?

SHAUN:
What's the problem with that?

That isn't what happened.
She got on that bus.

That ain't what happened,
none of this happened.

Whoa, what the fuck was that?

That didn't fucking happen,
none of this is fucking real.

T
h at didn't fucking happen, that didn't fucking happen!

-Sit back down.
-That didn't happen!

[cell phone buzzing]

Hey. Got something for me?

DANNY:
Yes. So, uh, I did dig,
as promised.

I dug as far as I could.

But I hit a rock.

Does that put me
on your shit list?

Guess I won't be getting
any more three-a.m. phone
calls, at least.

Sorry, Danny.
Thanks for trying.

-How's it going, otherwise?
-[sighs]

Well, we've got no body,
no video,

forensics drew a blank
on the car.

I'm starting
to think Shaun Emery's
telling the truth.

[sighs] Except
that I can prove he isn't.

Oh?

In his interview,
Emery claimed over and over,

that Hannah Roberts
got on that bus.

B
u t my DS pulled the camera feeds

and whether he's lying
or deluded,

we can prove
Emery's account is false.

Hannah Roberts
did not get on that bus.

Huh.

What do you think it would take
to get a surveillance warrant
on Emery?

A bit more than that.

It's hardly
a mountain of evidence.

Besides, you don't know
what Thames House

want with the investigation.

Neither do you.

[scoffs]

Look, just be careful
not to tread on their toes,
that's all.

-Especially you.
-Why me?

Well, after all, your hard work on Operation Sycamore,

you're only a step away
from coming back to 15 as DI.

You'll be working
with the service directly.

Do you think
they had the car wiped?

With the Service, or...

MOD, protecting a soldier?

Are you seriously asking me?

I'm just sharing a theory,
Danny.

It's what we do, isn't it?

L
ook, I have to jump on a call.

But from where
I'm standing, Rachel,

all you've got
is a missing person.

If the case were mine,

I'd refer it to MisPers
and move on.

[scoffs]

[phone claps on desk]

[engine stops]

[elevator signal beeps]

[beeps]

[indistinct chattering]

RACHEL: You weren't joking
about never going home.

Carey!

The prodigal daughter returns.

I wondered
if I could use a room.
Training purposes.

Training purposes?

You'll run out
of favours one day, Carey.

If the police show up,
just call me, then get the fuck
out of here, alright?

Yeah, we'll jam.

Sorry about earlier.

S
houting in front of your kids.

So you should be, you prick.

I'm sorry
I thought you were mental.

[chuckles]

[keyboard clicking]

He's that soldier
who got done for murder?

Acquitted.

What's he done this time?

Told you, it's just training.

-Any good?
-That's him.

RACHEL: Pos ID.

Run a check on that unknown.

What's the location?

Um, Brenner Street,

SW6.

Hannah Roberts' address.

How's the coverage?

Seem to have most of the street.

Go in on that cafe.

[scoffs]

[line ringing]

[line beeping]

[mutters] Bitch!

[cell phone buzzing]

-Ma'am?
-Are you tracking Shaun Emery

despite my instructions
to the contrary?

RACHEL: Other side. Up.

Higher.

Cooey.

Get Nadia on comms.

Nads. Guv's got eyes on us.

-
What, Boyd?
-
RACHEL: No.

Oh!

You must have found
some compelling evidence

before you launched into this.

What, beside the fact

the suspect's staking out
Hannah Roberts's flat?

Look, Flynn found a witness.

Really?

I took a statement
from the CCTV officer
who reported it.

An eyewitness via a feed?

And yourself, ma'am?

Am I allowed to ask
why you're tracking him?

I mean, did you find out
why the video got redacted?

No.

Nadia, get back from the window,
you're too close.

-He doesn't even know who I am.
-It doesn't matter.

You too, Patrick.
Put your radio down.

It's not just Emery
we need to worry about.

There could be other
surveillance teams in play.

-Can't say I've noticed anyone.
-RACHEL: Yeah, well,
you wouldn't.

Like I said, we don't know
why the footage was redacted

or what they want
with this case.

We need to tread carefully.

[puffs]

Here we go.

You'll be needing this.

Come on.

-Target's in the building.
-PATRICK: That's breaking
and entering.

Give me two minutes,
so I can catch him in the act.

Negative. Didn't you hear
what I just said?

You don't know
what you'd be barging into.
We wait.

[radio crackles]

[whirring, rattling]

-You got anything
inside the building?
-Not without a warrant!

"Just training", is it?

[door creaks]

[bangs]

[faint creaking, latch clicks]

[elevator bell rings]

-[line beeps]
-Fuck.

SHAUN: Hey!

-Hey, I was calling you.
-Huh?

Did you see that bloke
that just come out?

-NADIA: I've got eyes on
target.
-[voices muffled]

He was in the flat!
Go home, alright?

NADIA: I'm going mobile.

E
asy. I'll track him from here.

You can afford to hold back.

RACHEL:
Target heading west

on the nearside
of Denham Street.

SHAUN: Taxi!

Alright, mate!

NADIA: Ma'am.

Is he trying to lose us?

I don't know.

Patrick, track him
at a distance.

Nadia, give me the reg
on that cab.

NADIA: Lima, Romeo, 0-7,
Lima, Hotel, Golf.

-
DRIVER: Where to, guv?
-
Just left please, mate.

I'll tell you which way
to go, yeah?

Be a lot better if you gave me
a destination, mate.

Yeah, just left, please.

DRIVER: I'm only asking
'cause I got a Gatwick job
at half past three.

SHAUN: You'll make it.

NADIA:
In pursuit of target, ma'am.

Go easy.

I'm tracking him from here.
He's not far.

DRIVER: Yeah, don't I know you
from something?

Yeah, ain't you that soldier?

[chuckles] Blimey.
You don't half look like him.

You do know
who I'm talking about,
don't you?

S
h
ane something? He got banged up

'cause he shot one of those,
what's-his-names-- ISIS?

[softly] Taliban.

RACHEL:
Patrick, you're too close!

-Hold back.
I'll lead it from here.
-Hmm.

DRIVER: Yeah, we had
a little demo for you, like--

demonstration--
round the courts.

Mate, would you slow down
a little bit, please?

DRIVER: All beeping
their car horns, they was.

Proper protest, like.

I would've been there meself
but I had a Luton job.

Well, is it you, then?

Yeah, it is. Yeah.

[laughs] Yeah, I thought it was!

-I tell you what, you can
kill this for a start.
-[meter beeps]

-You sure?
-Yeah, you ain't paying
a penny, mate.

You wouldn't mind
just going a little slower
for me, though, yeah?

You followin' someone
or something?

-You see the red Prius?
-Seriously?

-Yeah.
-[laughs] I'm all over it, son!

Yeah, but just don't get
too excited.

Never mind going to Gatwick.

You wait till I tell me mates

I had you in the back of me cab!
[chuckles]

Patrick, you're still too close.
Trust me. I can see him.

[sighs]

PATRICK:
Understood. Backing off, ma'am.

DRIVER: So how long was it
you was banged up for?

-I did six months.
-Just for doing your duty?

It's bleedin' outrageous,
that is!

H
o
nestly, it's not like you were
sent out there

to read 'em bedtime stories.

Mate. You missed the turning!

-Oh, shit.
-You missed the turning.

Would you just
turn around, please?
We'll catch him up.

Will you stop the car?
Will you stop the car, please?

Excuse me.

[door rattles]

L
e
t me out the car. Let me out
the car!

-SHAUN: Oi!
-[door rattles]

Let me out of the car. Mate.

[banging]
Will you stop the fucking--

Hey! [banging]

Stop the fucking--!

[grunting]
Hey! Stop the car for me.

Stop the fucking cab! Hey!

Stop the fucking car!
[bangs]

[Shaun grunts]

-Let me out of this fucking car!
-DRIVER: Shaun! Shaun!

Relax.

We just need to talk.

Get on that side street.

[keyboard clicking]

Can't. It's a blind spot.

Pull up the border feeds.

[beeping]

[beeps]

G
o
t him. Taxi turning into Eaton
Square...

Belgravia.

NADIA: Received.

[sniffles]

[door opens]

Y
o
u're not going to cause a
scene, are you, Shaun?

Target is out of the cab.

NADIA: Approaching Eaton Square,
South Junction.

NADIA:
We're at the corner now, ma'am.

RACHEL: Take it slow.
Don't enter the square.

J
u st get a visual from the junction.

No eyes on target, ma'am.

NADIA: Repeat location.

Eaton Square, Belgravia. 48.

We're looking
at number 48, Ma'am.
He's not there.

Could you check?

He's there!

RACHEL: Target on foot,

approaching 48 Eaton Square

with two Caucasian males.

Taxi on the move.

PATRICK:
Ma'am, we're in position.

Eyes on the front door
of 48 Eaton Square, Belgravia.

Repeat. There is no taxi,
no Caucasian males

and we do nothave eyes
on Shaun Emery.

I can seehim.

[beeps]

[door opens, closes]

Empty your pockets please,
Shaun.

Is anyone gonna tell me
where we are?

[buzzing]

Jacket and shoes.

[wand buzzing]

It's like
when you go on holiday.

[wand beeps]

Come on now, Shaun.

-Aw, come on.
-Shaun.

[Shaun mutters] Aw, fuck.

[engine stops]

This is it-- 48 Eaton Square.

-NADIA:
We were right here, ma'am.
-We didn't see him go in, ma'am.

We didn't see anyone.

Well, I did.

-PATRICK: Shall we knock
on the door then, ma'am?
-RACHEL: No, not yet.

RACHEL: We don't know
whose turf we're treading on.

Oh, the same people
who took our case away?

Maybe.

I've seen
MI5 safe houses before.
They didn't look like that.

Ma'am, I don't mean to sound
like a stuck cassette,

but are you convinced
he's in there?

I'll show you.

Wait here. And do not
take your eyes off that door.

L
ook, I beg your pardon, ma'am.

But what are we
tiptoeing around for?

If you're saying
Emery went into that house,

the answer
could be in there, too.

Y
o
u were right... to follow Emery.

But we are not
gonna find Hannah Roberts
by blundering into the unknown.

W
e need intel on that property.

Maybe I can get it.

[keypad beeps]

[voices overlapping]

[door closes]

[indistinct chattering]

MAN: What's the status, Eli?

"Toy Soldier" is contained, sir.

[theme music playing]