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I failed selection.

You just focus on being the best that you can be.

UN Human Rights envoys have visited

the Rohingya Muslim community in Myanmar.

The government there doesn't recognise the Rohingya

and regards them as illegal immigrants.

- You need to be with Molly. - Georgie, people change.

I need to not see you. Will you promise me that?

There'll come a time I'll give them an order to move...

- Get out of the way! -..and it'll save their lives.

Face it, we're better soldiers than under Captain James.

Come in, Captain.

I'm requesting a transfer from Two Section.

Why?

Cos you didn't keep to your end of the bargain.

♪ Can you hear the people marching

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear the people coming

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear the people marching

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear the people coming?

♪ This is our battlecry

♪ This is our battlecry

OK, so with this, you've just got to dissolve this in water...

Ruby, you look done in.

Go and get some rest.

Cheers. How about you? You've been up all night.

Yeah, I need to check in with the CO.

You'll get some sleep after that, yeah?

[ll try. See you later.

- Promise? - Promise.

Once you've got the refugees, they need to be taken to triage

or to open ward unit or the isolation unit as needed, OK?

- Barsha? - Yep?

We need to get all the refugees' health records

that Mr Thakur gave your husband.

Mr Thakur?

The refugee camp, the Myanmar side of the border.

No, these people are just fleeing their villages.

There are no organised camps or health records.

I saw, he handed him a bag. I saw him.

No one here has arrived with health records!

These people are refugees running for their very lives!

All clean. They're good to go.

Dirty stop-out.

Papers and ID, please.

Thank you.

Can just see you as airport security,

twanging the rubber glove.

Creepiest fantasy yet.

Morning, Inspector.

After the bomb that killed Captain McClyde,

we're searching every vehicle going in, OK?

I'd expect nothing less, Sergeant.

- Morning, sir. - Long night?

- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.

I erm...

I was gonna get cleaned up first.

I'm your CO, Lane.

And that's all I am, OK?

I've got your transfer request.

And if you think I've put a foot out of line, I'll forward it on.

But I can promise you that isn't gonna happen.

There's a lot to do here.

And we need you.

Inspector Chowdhrey's about to brief me on the investigation.

Join us?

Yes, sir.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Captain. Corporal.

So we're working with the CCTV images of the bomber.

We haven't been able to ID him yet but...

we're following a possible link to Myanmar narco activity.

Any theories as to the motive yet?

Nothing solid.

But it's no secret I've been tough with these drug runners.

I believe the traffickers are now using the refugee routes

as an entry point for yaba.

So the bomb was aimed at you and they want you out of the way?

It's possible.

But I'm also not ruling out the chance

that it was some reprisal from across the border

for our assistance to the refugees.

But it's less likely.

For now, we're working on the narco angle.

And how can we assist?

I don't know where to start.

The camp is at breaking point.

So many new children, SO many unaccompanied.

Barsha told me about the infant school,

that there's a spare building that could be repurposed.

The plan is to use some of it for overspill

and to make a new school of sorts.

We need a new roof.

I'm more than happy to put Two Section on it.

I'm very conscious of how much Two Section have done already.

For me, my wife and my child.

If it wasn't for the remarkable actions of Captain McClyde...

Let us just say...

it is my intention to honour his sacrifice every way that I can,

starting by bringing his killers to justice.

Jump out of the vehicle, please, Sir.

I'm just gonna search you. Is that OK?

Lift your arms up.

Spin round, please. Spin round, yeah?

All right, mate, you can go.

Thank you.

Hold on. Hold on!

What's this? What's this?

- Get him round here. - Come this way.

Come.

Round here, please, sir. Round here, please.

What's this? What's this?

Yeah, open it up.

Hold on. What is it?

- It's Bangla. Bangla mod. - What is it?

Bangla mod.

It's all right, it's moonshine, in't it? Alcohol's illegal.

Keep it. Looks like you could do with a drink.

Come back round this side, please, Sir.

Come on.

You're good. You're good, yeah. You're good.

Thank you.

What is it?

It's a betel nut. You chew it.

Nah, you're all right.

Don't be so culturally insensitive.

It's a massive insult to refuse it.

I'll save it for later, yeah?

- All right, guys, listen in. - Corporal.

Right. You'll be assisting the re-roofing of a local school

to be used for refugee children.

Boss.

We've also received intel on possible narco activity

on the refugee routes.

So I want eyes on at all times but no heroics, OK?

You spot anything, you report it to me.

Do you think this is connected to the bomb investigation, boss?

It's a strong possibility.

There's a working theory it was a targeted assassination attempt

by drug runners.

- Let's crack on. - Boss.

The guys are gonna get started.

They'll collect the materials and head down to the school.

The rotavirus vaccines have arrived.

Oh, brilliant.

- Are you all right? - Fine.

No, not really.

I think it's the lack of sleep but...

..I keep seeing that moment -

Captain McClyde running - over and over in my head.

It could have been my husband.

- I'm sorry. I'm just tired. - It's OK.

You know, Rathmal thinks drug traffickers planted the bomb.

Men like that don't just give up.

I keep thinking we should take Sumon somewhere and go...

Barsha, listen to me.

They're not gonna get away with what they did.

The people here need you. You keep this place going.

I don't know what we would have done without you.

We will catch them, you know.

Right, we need tarpaulin and corrugated iron sheets.

The roof was smashed in three years ago in cyclone season.

We want to make damn sure it doesn't happen again.

Mother Nature is one spiteful bitch.

Ruby, we're starting vaccinations now.

OK.

Remember she's a southpaw.

You'll need left-handed syringes.

Oh, right, yeah.

Don't forget the sky hooks for the roof as well, yeah?

- What was that laugh? - You got razzled and dazzled.

Razzled.

Good girl. Good girl.

You're very brave.

I work with big burly men and you are a lot braver than them.

Here.

Good girl. Thank you.

Do you want one? Sit down.

Whoa, whoa! All right, Ruby.

Put her on the bed behind me. Lift.

It's OK. It's all right. Excuse me. Sorry.

Right, down, down, down. There you go.

Her name's Maya. She's a sex worker from the next town.

Maya?

Can you hear me? OK.

- Is she a refugee? - Originally, yes.

But, understand, these girls have no choice.

They're either forced into it or offered it as a way out.

Maya, can you hear me?

She's got bad jaundice.

And hepatitis, probably, from her job.

She needs antivirals - not that we'll get any here.

Leave it with me. I'll find a way.

Maya?

All right?

You need to do better than that, mate.

Come on, you're gonna have one soon.

I'm bricking it. I'm crap with kids.

You've got to channel your inner spirit of playfulness.

Why? Can't I just buy it an Xbox?

All right, little man. What's your name, then?

That's Sumon, Inspector Chowdhrey's kid.

It's thanks to Bones he's still got a dad.

Uh...thank you.

You're welcome.

More antivirals should be delivered by tomorrow.

Great.

Is there no medication available at work?

Not unless you count cattle steroids.

I wish I were joking.

The curvier they are, the more money they make.

It must be so tough.

At first.

They have ways to forget.

Yaba?

I heard the drugs come through Myanmar.

Through the refugee routes.

Excuse me.

Maya?

Maya, do you know who the smugglers are

or how they do it?

- I don't know anything. - Maya, please.

Look...these men, these traffickers,

I believe they killed my friend.

We need to find them.

I was thinking...

I wonder if it helps Bones's wife knowing that he died

to save another kid's dad.

I still can't believe he's gone.

It's mad, bro. All that energy.

I dunno. Maybe he's up there now looking down on us.

Yeah, or tearing strips off St Peter for unpolished boots.

Mate, if he's up there, God better watch out.

He'll be checking his breath.

"When did you last brush your teeth?

I can smell the pen and ink from here."

Probably got Jesus clean shaven with a...crewcut by now.

Mate, he's only been gone a week and I can feel the flab already.

No doubt he was a crazy bastard.

We're all still alive because of him.

- Let's move. - Come on.

There she is.

Georgie, we've loaded the truck...

Shh, shh, shh.

What d'you reckon? Drugs?

Has to be.

Is that copper standing guard?

See which way that van goes.

- Follow it? - No, see the direction it goes.

- Where are you going? - Come.

What do you reckon, man, shall we tail it?

She said just see which way it goes.

Sod that. Come on.

Excuse me, Officer.

- Yes. - Hi.

We're waiting for a delivery on infant food supplies.

- Is there any sign of it? - No, no, no.

OK, well, when it does come in, let me know.

I'll be working by the clinic.

OK. Thank you.

- Yo. Hold on, hold on. - No, don't.

I thought you took the SF driver's course?

Took it, didn't say I passed it, mate.

My mum drives better after three sherries.

Sure it's one of my officers?

Yes, sir, I got his lapel number.

Ahmed.

He clearly was aware of what the men were doing.

The exchange of packages - most likely to be drugs.

Damn it!

Sir?

I've had my suspicions for a while now but...

I was very much hoping that I was wrong.

This man will be arrested and questioned immediately.

Thank you, Lane. That'll be all.

Boss.

Oh, come on.

Hey, yo.

- We've lost him. - Oh, no, no, no.

I think we should just head back to the school, yeah?

Do you reckon Bones would have just let 'em get away, mate?

Come onl

Fingers, yo! Watch out!

Ohl Agh!

Fingers, get the hell out of here, man!

Keep it moving. Keep it moving.

- I think we lost him. - We're good, yeah?

Fuck! You all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Yo, you're bleeding.

Did you, or did you not, see your officer

red-misted in front of you last week?

Sir.

And did you not think that chasing after drug runners,

who more than likely set that bomb off, was not a good idea?

- Sir. - Sir.

Irresponsible is not the word.

Liability is not the word.

We don't know who these men are but they're capable

of targeting a senior police officer.

They would have no compunction

in taking out a couple of idiots like you two.

You've got a kid on the way, Monk.

Do you want to see that kid grow up,

or want to be a photograph on your girlfriend's mantelpiece?

No, sir.

Right, then, piss off, get cleaned up and get to work.

If I see you doing more than shifting cement,

I'll be spooning you into a body bag myself.

Move!

This building's now acting as overspill accommodation

for the new refugees.

It'll be a schoolroom during the day,

so this work needs to be spot on.

If I see any shoddiness, any cut corners,

you'll sleep in here and the refugees'll stay in barracks.

Anyone got any building experience?

- I have. - Bivouac badge in Scouts?

Piss offl My uncle's an architect.

Ooh!

What's yours, a car thief?

Anyone got any actual building experience?

No.

All right, then, let's start clearing this junk. Let's move.

To be fair, my uncle has actually been inside.

- Well, suspended sentence. - What for?

Trying to steal a penguin from Wingham Wildlife Park.

- No fucking way. - Its name was Barry. True.

Penguins have one of the highest rates of homosexuality

in the animal world.

Loads of male couples. If they can't find a spare egg,

they try and hatch a pebble.

How do you know so much about gay penguins?

I saw this documentary.

Men drivers, eh?

Shouldn't be allowed on the roads.

You all right?

No headache?

Nah, I'm fine.

I just wish the bastards hadn't got away.

- Yeah. - They killed Bones.

Here, get that down you.

What do you reckon he was thinking, running with the bomb?

I dunno.

I think he knew he weren't gonna make it,

couldn't lob it in time.

Yeah.

He knew he was gonna buy it.

Split-second decision.

Knowing you're gonna be blown to oblivion.

And I can't stop thinking, would we have done the same?

Or would we have just stood there like...

dumb fucking farm animals?

Yeah, well... he wasn't like us, was he?

No.

He was...mustard.

He died to save us lot.

And we've got to make it worth it, what he did.

This is my favourite part of the job,

working with NGOs.

Yeah? You ever thought about joining them, jumping ship?

To be honest, yeah, I have, yeah.

But I keep getting pulled back in.

Army life does that to you.

You're close to your colleagues.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's this job, it's...

it's hard.

We spend all our time together, we..

..watch our mates get killed.

It's intense.

Things can get complicated.

What about going home... settling down?

I don't think everyone's cut out for all that.

I never thought I would settle down, have a family.

I was 28 when I met Rathmal and had Sumon.

It's, in my mother's eyes, positively an old spinster.

I envy you.

You and your husband out here doing amazing work,

work that actually means something.

But still having a home... family.

Yeah.

We are lucky.

I'm sorry about Ahmed.

It must be hard...

..having a corrupt policeman in the system,

not knowing who you can and can't trust.

You know what's hard?

Keeping 50,000 refugees alive

in the face of a global indifference.

Ahmed is just one bad apple.

We can't let his actions detract from the work we do.

Yeah.

What do you need, Brains?

Grab us that hammer in a minute.

Bleugh-bleugh-bleugh!

Yeah.

Hey, hey, Chuckles Montgomery!

Aw, Monk!

Look like you're having a fit, bro.

- Right, whatever. - Aw, don't be mean.

He's just practising...

to be Stratford's shittiest kids' party entertainer.

I would've thought if anyone could muck about, itd be you.

I'm the youngest, all right?

None of my mates have kids. I don't know what to do with them.

- Back to work, you lot. - Sarge.

You know how you make kids laugh?

Don't try so hard.

These kids can smell it a mile off.

Like fear?

Mm. Hey!

Hey, come here.

What is that over there?

What is that? Ooh!

Take it. Take it.

Go on. You've got to push these. Push.

It's yours. You can have it now.

Don't worry about it. It'll come when you've got your own.

What if it don't?

What if I'm just a shit dad,

sweating over a Happy Meal every Saturday?

The mere fact that you're even worrying about it

means that you won't be.

You know, maybe I should take a class.

Look, just be there. Kids don't need much.

Believe me, you can buy them expensive toys

and they'll barely go near ‘em.

Look, they just want you to be around.

Do you miss 'em?

Yeah.

Every minute of every day.

The toughest part of the job.

Tell you, you won't know what's hit you.

I look at these kids here...

..how much they need our help.

You know, 40 per cent of these are orphans.

Your little one's got it made.

Two loving parents, and born in the best city in the world.

Whoa.

You don't have to worry.

Before, I didn't mean that all Bangladeshis are...

No, it's OK.

I can't deny there's an endemic problem here from the top down.

There's a problem with accountability in government

and it's affected many other institutions.

All we can do is continue to do our work

and try to help these people the best we can.

Hey!

Mayal Shit.

- I need a doctor now! - There are none till tomorrow.

Maya... Help me get her to the clinic.

Coming through!

Move! Coming through!

- Is the airway clear? - Clear!

- Pulse? - Ready.

Right, get her on the floor for resus. Watch her head.

- Maya? - OK, calm down.

Maya, can you hear my voice? Maya?

Maya.

Right, I need a saline drip.

- Maya, come on. - Failing airway as well.

Barsha, take over, please. Hold her head, hold her head.

Pulse is faint but racing. BP through her boots.

Maya, come on.

Abdomen is rigid, which means she's bleeding internally.

- What can we do? - She needs a blood transfusion.

She might need surgery as well.

Please, Doctor. Doctor.

Please save my friend.

- Shit. The pulse is faint. - Doctor, please!

She's arrested.

Right, I need a bag and mask! Bag and mask now! Move!

Just keep talking to her, OK?

Just keep talking.

Bag, now!

Stay with us, Maya.

Bag.

She's gone. She's gone.

I'm so sorry.

Wait a minute. She's your friend.

Did you see what happened to her? Who did this?

The same person who did this to your face.

Please, we need to know what happened so we can catch them.

Please.

She should not have spoken to you.

Is that why she was beaten?

Please don't ask me to say anything else.

You not hungry?

What, for more rice? No, thanks.

I could murder a really dirty burger.

Mm.

What about your stash of sweets?

I gave them all away today at the school.

Aww!

You big softie.

I can't believe how many of them are orphans.

Poor little sods.

You'll be taking one of them home to Leeds.

I can think of worse ideas.

We could adopt one.

- We? - Why not?

Could have, like, eight.

You can work and I can be the house-husband,

baking cakes and stuff.

What?

What do I do, just chew it?

It's not a suppository, mate.

The poor girl.

There was nothing we could do.

She was bleeding inside, so...

No one could have tried harder to help her.

I... 1 didn't get a good look at the guy.

But it's connected to the trafficking, I know it is.

She was being punished.

You should speak to that officer...

Thank you, Corporal Lane.

It will be taken in hand.

Whoever did this to her, we'll find him.

That I can promise you.

Lane.

You did everything you could for her, Lane.

It wasn't enough.

You get some rest, OK?

It won't fucking come off!

- What won't? - The betel nut.

That'll teach you for being so culturally sensitive.

What do I do?

Maybe keep your mouth shut fill the end of the tour?

I heard about yesterday. That's rough.

Yeah, I know.

It's mad what these people have to go through.

It's drugs trade mixed with displaced, abused people.

It's a recipe for suffering.

It's connected to trafficking?

Yeah, it has to be.

They're questioning the policeman in custody.

He must know something.

- The one we saw? Ahmed? - Mm-hm.

- He's not in custody. - What?

Not as of yesterday afternoon, anyway.

I saw him pick up his little boy at the school we were fixing.

They must have already interrogated and released him.

Ahmed is our only link to the traffickers

and very likely the perpetrators of the bomb.

They know how important that is. They wouldn't just release him.

We know trafficking's going on. We can't be sure Ahmed's linked.

I saw him. He was standing guard for them.

Lane. We have to trust that Chowdhrey knows what he's doing.

I didn't want to tell you before

because I didn't want to jump to conclusions.

When I was at the border, I saw Chowdhrey

receive something off a guy called Thakur.

He told me it was the health records for the refugees.

Barsha said that these records, they don't exist.

I think Chowdhrey's lying to us, sir.

Come on, you lot!

Bones may be off your backs,

but that's no excuse to look like mush!

Quicker, come on!

Push, extend!

That's it, Kalil.

Almost look like a soldier.

I want to see real effort!

I want to see washboard!

35 degrees and you still look like the colour of rice pudding.

Racist.

That's it, you lot, on your feet.

Morning, boss.

Richards, on me. Get everyone else to stay here.

I want more bodies on the gate.

No one comes in or out without us knowing.

- Brief you when I get back. - Boss.

Is it about the bomb investigation, sir?

Is that why you're going to see Chowdhrey?

I can't say yet, Richards.

But you have got a lead on the bastards who killed Bones?

You all miss him, don't you?

It's brilliant to have you back, boss.

For what it's worth, I think you do a bang-up job.

We're really glad you're here.

I want all vehicles searched.

Car, lorry, everything.

I want no excuses. You come to me, understand?

Yes, sir.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Captain James.

Just the man I wanted to see. Come.

What happened to the girl is simply unacceptable.

These people come here to seek shelter

and find more brutality than ever.

Your corporal acquitted herself with the greatest distinction.

Is there any progress with the investigation?

We'll be setting up a police cordon outside the refugee camp,

searching all the trucks that come in from now on.

Two Section can help with that.

Excellent.

Thank you again. Please.

And your officer, Ahmed.

Did you manage to get any intel out of him about trafficking?

Not yet.

But he's refusing to talk. But we will.

So he's in custody?

Of course.

Well, perhaps I could speak with him.

That would be highly irregular, Captain.

As I'm sure you're aware.

Well, I'll leave you to your work.

Please do...keep us informed.

- Everything all right, boss? - Everyone in the comms room.

- How's your gob? - Hm.

It's still pink, then?

High Commission, now.

Change of plans today, guys.

We're not going back up to the school.

I want you at the refugee camp setting up a police cordon.

All vehicles entering must now be searched.

What about the bomb investigation, boss?

The following does not leave this room, understood?

Boss.

As you're all aware,

we believe the bomb that killed Bones

was planted by narco traffickers

targeting a senior police figure.

We now suspect that the police officer himself

is stonewalling the investigation into the bombing

and colluding with the traffickers.

High Commission are seeking an arrest warrant

for the officer in question.

Until that happens, keep eyes on for anything suspicious,

but no one does anything that might raise the alarm.

- Is that understood? - Boss.

Don't say anything to Barsha but keep her in your sights.

Boss.

Full search, inside and out, of every vehicle.

Check papers and IDs of the drivers.

Anything suspicious, you let me know. Clear?

- Sarge. - Let's crack on.

Georgie.

It's about Maya.

Apparently she had a child, a daughter in Bhulna,

where the brothel is.

They've been living with Maya's madam.

Can we get her out?

That's what I was hoping you'd ask.

Two Section.

I can get you the information you need, a translator,

but they will need to be careful.

Maya's likely to have left a debt unpaid

and the madam will think the child is collateral.

Hold that.

Whoa, excuse me! There's a queue here.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Very pushed for time here, Sergeant. If you don't mind...

Monk, Richards, Fingers, on mel!

- Goon. - He's clear.

Cheers.

So we're getting her out?

I'll give you the directions to the brothel.

Richards, you'll be driving. Ruby, you provide medical aid.

God knows what state she'll be in.

You'll be accompanied by an NGO interpreter.

- OK? - Hang on. You're coming too?

No, there's something I've got to do here.

- The boys have gone to Bhulna. - Great. Thank you.

Your husband just in?

Yeah.

What was it? News on the investigation?

No. Er...nothing, just domestic arrangements.

He seemed tense. You do too, actually.

It was a quarrel about whose turn it is to buy the groceries.

Now, if you don't mind, I have a mountain of paperwork.

Yeah.

He came in about 20 minutes ago.

He came to see Barsha and he left very quickly.

He's not just stonewalling.

He's bent.

- So he is corrupt? - Yeah.

So why was he the target of the bomb?

Don't know yet.

Maybe some kind of dispute

or perhaps he made one mistake too many.

They've issued a warrant for his arrest.

But he's not at the station and we can't get hold of him.

He's been tipped off.

All right. Let's do this.

You stay with the Jeep.

But don't drive it. I want it back in one piece.

Guys, keep your eyes open for 35A.

Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, sorry, Sorry.

- How you doing, sir? - Sorry.

I'm good, thank you.

Do you know this... Come with me?

It's not there.

No, no, no, excuse me.

Can you tell me where this is?

No women, no women. Where?

She says give her some money.

OK, this for this.

OK?

She said follow her.

She'll lead the way.

You'll work with Bangladeshi Special Forces to bring him in.

If he crosses the border into Myanmar, we won't see him again.

- Understood? - Boss.

I need you to speak to Barsha and find out what she knows.

I doubt she'll help us arrest her husband.

Tell her it's either us or the drug runners.

They tried to kill him once, now they've even more motivation.

Boss.

Come with me? Come?

We're working fo locate Chowadhrey.

Looks like he's done a bunk. Eyes on for any sign of him.

- Barsha. - I really have a lot of work.

I know you weren't arguing about groceries.

I'm sorry?

His colleagues can't find him. Where's he gone.

I... 1 don't know.

He's been lying to us and he's been lying to you.

He let Ahmed go because he's protecting him.

He's involved with the traffickers too.

- That's ridiculous. - I'm sorry, Barsha.

But he lied to my captain's face.

You don't know anything about him.

Perhaps he had his reasons.

Maybe he gave a loyal officer the benefit of the doubt.

I saw Ahmed working with the traffickers. There's no doubt.

Your husband is protecting him cos he's working with him too.

I have work to do. People need my help.

Barsha, please.

Help us find him before it's too late.

Think about it. Why else would your husband let Ahmed go?

Maybe Ahmed turned a blind eye to a few yaba pills.

Maybe Rathmal didn't want to destroy his life...

for one mistake.

This isn't about a few pills. They killed Maya.

Innocent people are dying.

Your husband knows all this yet he still lets him go. Why?

Rathmal was the target of that bomb.

If he was in on this, why would they want to kill him?

That's what I'm trying to find out.

I know my husband.

I know, with everything in my heart,

he would never let innocent people die.

You saw the way he was over Maya's death.

That was real.

Remember when I asked you about the health records

that your husband received from Mr Thakur?

We both know that those documents don't exist.

Do they?

What's he said to you? Where's he going?

He suggested we go away for a few days.

A holiday.

Well, it's not exactly a holiday, is it?

Where is he?

I don't know.

He... He seemed scared.

In there?

We're looking for a child, a girl. Her name's Asha.

She says there's no Asha here.

Her mother Maya used to work here.

A woman that brought us said she'd know.

- Ask her... - Ssh.

All right, I'm here to help.

Ask her where she is. All this timewasting is getting on my...

- She says the child is hers. - That isn't true, is it?

She's Maya's.

For God's sake, this girl needs proper care.

We're not leaving here without her.

Look, all right! Hold on a sec!

Here, Rolex.

You know Rolex? Very expensive.

For you, OK?

And we take the girl.

She says she eats too much, anyway.

All right, come on, give me the girl.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come, come.

All right, come on. Don't worry. You're safe now. Come on.

- All right, Monk, wait. - What do you need to do?

Just checks. Asha, look at me.

No obvious signs of illness. Ahh.

Ahh!

A bit malnourished but we'll sort that.

- We may need to get a shift on. - Why?

Rolex had two Ls. Snide as.

- Shit! - Come on. Keep going.

No, no, no, no. Come on.

Let's go.

Damn!

Move, move!

Where's Monk?

Come on, we're gonna get you out of here.

Sorry, boss, no sign of him.

Looks like he may have already crossed the border. Over.

Shit.

Roger that. Keep me in the loop.

I loved that watch.

- Submariner. - It wouldn't survive a bath.

I knew it was a fake.

Her name - Asha - it means "hope".

Isn't that...

[ll call it in.

Sorry, sir, Barsha doesn't know anything

about where he could be.

Any intel from the SF guys?

What's happened?

Sorry, I just um...

I've just had a phone call from home.

Is everything OK?

Yeah.

Molly thinks...and...

.lagree...

.that it's all a bit pointless.

What... What, she just called?

Yeah.

Bad timing.

What'd she say?

We finished it...

..me and her.

She said our relationship needs to be put out of its misery.

Are you OK?

Well, she's right.

It's just... Well, I don't know.

When the axe finally falls, you feel a bit...

Yeah, of course.

You must be in shock.

From what you had and now... Nothing.

Charlie.

Listen.

What I promised you yesterday...

..about not crossing the line.

Nothing changes.

Whatever happens next, it's...

it's up to you.

Us.

Guess what?

Chowdhrey's been picked up.

The guys passed him heading to Bhulna.

He was trying to get to the border at Pulai.

Excellent.

Let's move.

- I've told you, Georgie. - What?

How I feel.

We're both dealing with our own things.

- What is it? - I was worried for dehydration.

It's cholera.

Don't thousands of people die?

Any signs - vomiting, diarrhoea, dehydration -

call them straight in.

We need to go to the police station and get him to confess.

- I can't do that. - Yes, you can.

- I won't make a statement. - Why won't you?

Following vehicle separated.

This doesn't feel right.

Zero Alpha, this is Alpha One Zero.

Vehicle has been ambushed.