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Be safe.

Best of British, eh?

Just wanna say as well, you know,

thanks for helping us out, geezer.

Any time, winkle.

And, uh... godspeed.

Did he say winkle?

Straight up that street.

Clanker.

Get down behind them skips.

Down, down!

What's a clanker?

Get down, get down.

Okay...

go.

- Hey... - Good luck, kids.

Been a pleasure doing business with you.

It's payback time.

Why don't we start with that toe-rag Smythe, eh?

Don't wait up, Mon.

The Mediator gave it to me.

All the zone chiefs get one.

It contains a promise.

A pledge from the robots.

Earth to be.

Unsullied by overpopulation and pollution.

Brave new world.

Cradle Mountain, Tasmania.

I've been allocated 100 square miles.

It's quiet, isolated, fecund.

I'd very much like it if you'd join me there.

With Sean?

With Sean.

He's a great kid.

I'd be honoured to be his guardian.

Connor...

Look...

I'm not a monster, Kate.

I have qualities that you may learn to like.

Love, even. Robin!

You're coming with me, Kate.

When I tell you the truth about why the robots are here,

what they want and how they'll take it...

you'll beg me.

Look, there's too many and they're too close together.

Then we'll have to be fast.

Go, go, go! Hurry!

You have 10 seconds to return to your home.

This is your final warning.

Five, four, three,

two, one.

Look at their implants. Look.

They're in synch. It's like they're connected.

What does that mean?

I think I'm controlling it.

Awesome.

Right, Sean, seriously...

make it scratch its balls.

And then... and then give it like some of this.

Huh?

- Okay... - I nearly shat myself.

I'm sorry. I lost concentration.

- We've gotta get out of here. - Wait.

I've got an idea.

Steven Mayhew?

Is that you? Yes, miss.

You were such a nice boy in school.

Why'd you join the VC?

I got claustrophobia, miss.

Oh, you can put those keys on the tray.

- You're a prisoner. - Ha! That's ridiculous!

What, did Robin, Mr. Smythe, tell you that?

Go on.

I'm not sure I can give it to you, Mrs. Flynn.

Steven Mayhew, you will give me those keys right now!

Thank you.

- I should tell Mr. Smythe. - Yes, tell him immediately!

Tell him I wanna talk to him!

I'm very cross! Now!

You should have kept running, son.

You're in the lion's den now.

No. Stand down, stand down.

Authorization code 97ZCRS.

Drop your weapons now!

What's up, fools?

How are you doing this, Sean?

Incredible. You've become something wonderful.

Bring my mother here. Now!

Of course. Kate Flynn! Fetch her immediately!

I was like you at your age, son, always rushing into things.

- What? - The gun, Nate.

- The gun? - Yeah.

- You want the gun? - Yes.

Reckon you can handle the gun?

You want it? There you go. Yeah.

Oh! He thought he was gonna have it then, didn't he?

Please, Nate, come on!

- Maybe later. - But I want the gun now.

You can't handle it. You'd fly back.

Everyone stay calm. Mum!

It's me, Sean! Mum!

Come on! Come on! Sean!

- Sean! - Sean, where are you?

Ah!

Right. Alright, watch this. Death to robots!

We're out of ammo!

Sean!

That's weird.

Sean!

How cool.

Death to robots?

Oh, come on, cheer up. We're getting to run round,

shoot things and blow shit up. It's well sick.

Come on, Nate, my turn.

Sorry, mate. Unfinished business.

Smythe!

Go on, run, you coward!

Now, now, Nathan...

This is for Morse Code Martin.

Ah!

- Come on, move your arse. - If I let go and this thing

wakes up again, we're smoked. Try using your link.

What is that thing? Its battery... I think.

Mum, it's me, Sean!

Oh, my God! I'm glad you're okay.

Let me look at you, my handsome boy.

I thought you were gone, sweetheart.

Hello. You alright?

Hi. We're alright.

- Oh, no. - Drones.

They're headed for the castle.

Kate, is it alright if you drive?

'Cause I keep crashing a bit. Crashing?

The boy's interaction with our network is without precedent.

He will be examined.

We must capture him alive, Zone Chief Smythe.

- Can't you just lock him out? - To reconfigure the system

would entail taking each and every robot offline.

It's impossible.

But you can track his mother, though.

Let me know where she is and I'll...

The boy's mother is not a priority.

But if we have her, we'll have him, can't you see?

Everybody in this zone is now scheduled for a deep scan.

A sky ship carrying 4,096 deep scanners is en route.

It will arrive in 15 hours and 42 minutes approximately.

What, just like that?

The operation will commence at noon tomorrow.

If the boy is still at large, the first deep scan

will be you, Zone Chief Smythe.

- You find anything? - Nothing.

It's all just names and initials...

What if a lot of this was done before everything happened?

None of it makes any sense.

I'm noticing how bad a lot of this is.

Whose tag is Bubbles?

I mean, it's not very good, is it?

It's not about it being art, Nate, it's about finding a code that works.

- Just not looking hard enough. - I'm looking at rocks, mate.

Come on, we're running out of time!

What is it, like Stone Age Scrabble,

you move all the stones around

and it makes word or something?

Not exactly making it easy, are they?

Told you it was bullshit.

No.

No, no, no. Really? Really?

Just looking at the stones, mate.

Yeah, that's my sister. My sister.

Practically your sister. So a bit disgusting.

- Just looking at the stones. - No, have a walk.

Have a walk, think about it, alright?

You're practically family. I'm looking at the stones!

This is...

Guys! Guys, come see this!

"Cross river three times to safety."

Hold on...

If we head straight to the river and cross here...

here and... here...

Stannum Valley.

We end up in the middle of nowhere.

This is good. Stannum. I think I've heard

that name somewhere. I think it's...

Probably something boring to do with Vikings.

No, it wasn't something boring to do with Vikings,

and Vikings are very interesting.

It's Romans, I think, Romans. Yeah, Romans.

Stannum is Latin for tin,

tin's a silver metal, and there's

a tin mine in Stannum Valley.

- Yes, there is. - And there's a lake there.

Swanny's silver lake.

- High five. - That's where I'd be,

if I was in the resistance. Underground, off the radar.

Guys...

Where now?

Eenie meenie miny moe...

Straight on. Keep heading east.

Look...

I don't wanna worry anyone, but Connor is starting

to look like lunch. And when we do resort

to cannibalism, I'm bagsying his legs.

Shh! Look!

Guys, quickly! Look!

Hey!

Wait! Wait!

We don't wanna hurt you!

Wait!

Where is he? We've lost him.

Where did he go?

What is that?

Is this a Spitfire?

Yeah, man.

A Spitfire?

- Amazing. - Do you wanna look

in the cockpit? Yeah.

Whoa! Look at that! This is a double bubble!

- What's a double bubble? - There's like a few of them

in the world. They're like two seats.

I think they were used for training.

It's fully refurbished alright.

She is a beauty.

This is ready to fly. Nice.

The curves on this. She's gorgeous.

Nathan.

Guys, come here.

We just wanna talk. We just wanna talk to you.

We saw your writing on the stones.

Swanny told us. Remember Swanny?

I'm looking for my dad. His name's Danny Flynn.

He's a pilot.

Oh, my God.

I knew you were out there.

There was no way I was ever gonna believe

anything Smythe said.

And I just...

kept going back to the place where our street used to be.

There was nothing there,

just a hole in the ground, a crater.

I kept going back.

They rehoused us to Fleetwood Street.

This is our home now. It's not bad, eh?

It's amazing.

So you're not the resistance?

No, that's over.

Yeah, but that's your Spitfire, isn't it?

Yeah, I was assigned it before the surrender,

hung onto it in case the war kicked off again.

It seems a long time ago now. Well, look, you know,

I've logged over 300 hours now on a flight simulator, and my granddad,

he actually kind of spearheaded the Battle of Britain.

So if you need anyone, you know, to help you, I'm your guy.

Okay, so you were an air cadet?

Um, uh... not really.

It's Flight Sim X for the PC, but it's, you know, similar.

- Right, right, yeah. - Same kind of flavour.

Drone! Drone!

- How often does it happen? - So often you'd hardly notice.

On the tenth day of the war, they finally figured it out.

I was given orders to commandeer the Spitfire, but...

A Spitfire, against drones?

Mechanical flight system.

No electronics for the bots to control.

You see, they can access anything electronic,

anything with a chip.

We stood a chance.

And then we were told to surrender.

I hid the Spit, turned myself in.

And that's when I met Donald here.

Next.

Incitement to riot.

Breaking curfew.

Attacking volunteers.

It's the game I'm in, it's what I do.

And I enjoyed every minute of it.

You know, it's people like you, your kind,

that made this town such a misery before the robots came.

You know what chav stands for? C-H-A-V?

Council housed and violent.

That's you, isn't it... Wayne?

What kind of a cowboy name's that?

Always wondered why you hated people so much.

It's alright, those wonderful kids explained it all to me.

Bet your old lady got the shock of her life, didn't she, eh,

the day you decided to grow a pair?

But killing your kid too,

your own flesh and blood...

Even Saddam Hussein looked out for his kids, you rat!

Now, the robots want to look

inside your tiny little brain, cowboy.

It won't take long, but I need to be sure

the boy's headed for the camp at Stannum Valley, Silver Lake.

Oh, come on!

You really think the robots haven't seen

the fires at night, the washing lines?

They think they're safe and sound,

but their time will come soon enough.

And your time is now, cowboy.

Goodbye, Wayne.

I'll see you in hell, Smythe.

The scan puts you into a coma.

You're dead within a couple of days.

It's what they did to Martin,

what they were going to do to me.

It's how they punish criminals.

It's not just criminals, sweetheart.

It's everybody.

Everybody in the world.

One by one, they're going to trawl through our brains,

looking for new ideas, whatever that means.

Smythe said it'll take them a year

to process a billion people.

They can't do us all at once.

That's why they're keeping us inside.

And Smythe knew all this.

Apparently, the collaborators won't be scanned.

That's what the robots told them, anyway.

Robots never lie.

We're safe here.

Well under the radar.

Hmm!

Wait until you see what Sean can do, alright?

No, you don't understand. The fighting is done.

It's over.

Alright, so you've got air speed.

- Okay. - RPM boost, oil pressure...

Could I... could I press the trigger?

Is that alright?

- Yeah, alright, just once. - Yeah? Alright.

What is it, what is it?

Alex!

This isn't good.

Good morning, everyone.

I've come to give you a chance to save yourselves.

Hand over the boy, Sean Flynn, or you'll all be killed.

- Sean Flynn? - That's Danny's kid!

I knew they'd be trouble!

I know where he is!

Sean!

Get up!

Back off!

Get up!

Where is he?

Hey! Come here!

Come here! Come and get me!

Come on, then!

Okay...

Okay, Sean, come on, mate. Come on.

Here he is. Come on.

- He's not here! - What?

- He's gone! - Zone Chief Smythe,

you guaranteed that we would have the boy.

This is a costly use of our resources.

She's lying, Mediator.

Kate, I promise you,

if you and Sean join me, you won't be harmed.

Robin Smythe! I'd rather die

than spend another second in your company!

You're not getting me or my son!

The mother is not the priority.

We must have the boy.

Very well, Mediator.

Please remove Kate Flynn from the immunity list.

She is now a viable target.

The cube will drill into the ground beneath your feet.

Its thermal bore slices through rock

like a hot knife through butter.

The ground you stand on will turn to molten lava.

You're going to die, Kate.

Your husband, your son...

Everyone here.

Because of your selfishness.

Hand Sean over now!

People do the right thing when they're motivated by fear.

You'll see.

Hand Sean over now!

300 hours on a simulator, right?

No... You're not thinking what I think you're thinking?

What about your granddad, eh, in the Battle of Britain?

What would he say? Look, okay,

my lot were Irish and we didn't even fight in the war.

Sorry, mate, I can't do this without you.

Okay, alright, alright, stop!

I'm full of shit.

Alright? I admit it.

Hand Sean over now!

Hey...

Hey, it's okay, Connor. It's alright.

It's okay. Listen to me.

You wanna know why I'm not frightened?

- Yes. - I'm not sad?

It's because you're here, and Alex is here.

And all of us, you, me, all of us,

we got to be a family, didn't we?

We're a family. Why won't Mr. Smythe

believe us? Sean's not here!

His control is sublime, exquisite.

Sean?

Sean Flynn, you are a fascinating phenomenon.

We wish to study the connection you have made with us.

Our simulations cannot replicate it.

We offer you and your family immunity,

a home of your choice,

freedom to roam wherever you want.

Defy us and we will order an immediate air strike.

There is a 94.6% probability

that the collision will kill you.

- You reckon? - You are perspiring

and your heart is beating 174 times per minute.

We know you are frightened. Yeah, well,

being frightened of something's the best reason to do it.

Your decision is foolish. Goodbye, Sean Flynn.

Mediator! Mediator!

- Wait here. - Don't leave us alone!

It'll be okay.

I'll be right back, I promise.

It's me he's after, not Sean.

- Kate, Kate, you're gonna die. - Please. You're gonna die.

Kate, they're gonna kill you!

Kate, come here now, please!

Oh, you idiots...

You idiots! Stay on the boy!

Oh, my God! He's doing it! He's doing it!

He's actually controlling it! I told you!

He's as mental as you are! Oh, my God! Whoohoo!

Ah!

They're all leaving.

It worked!

Oh, my God!

Smythe, that's for you!

Sentries!

Sentries!

Where... where are you going?

Take me with you!

Citizen, return to your home immediately.

Authorization code 97ZCRS.

Help me, please!

The local cube has malfunctioned.

Unable to authorize. Citizen...

return to your home.

Now, just wait a moment! Let me explain!

I'm Zone Chief Smythe!

Citizen, return to your home immediately.

Oh, for... Can you see any houses round here?

Huh? How am I supposed to...

Citizen, return to your home immediately.

15 seconds. Stand down!

I order you to stand down! You have 10 seconds

to return to your home. This is your final warning.

- I am Zone Chief Robin Smythe! - Five, four, three,

two, one. A loyal subject of the Robot-

There!

You must desist from

interfacing with our network, Sean Flynn.

Hold him still.

Are you sure we can mess around with him?

I mean, he's a mediator. We'll probably get nuked.

This one's different. It's like I could see the network.

You must desist.

You must desist.

You must desist.

Come on, Sean, I believe in you.

- You okay, Sean? - He's okay.

- Sean, mate... Sean? - Nate. Nate, look.

Yes, Sean! Come on!

This is not the end.

Robots never, never...

Sean?

Sean?

You might wanna try giving him mouth to mouth.

Yeah, well, I'm not doing it.

That is not mouth to mouth.

- What happened? - Look.

Hey. Hey, son.

Our intention is to study

all sentient thought in the universe.

When our study is complete,

we will leave your planet and never return.

Don't be alarmed.

We wish you no harm.

Everything we've told you is the truth.

Robots never lie.

You are perspiring.

And your heart is beating 174 times per minute.