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We have a plane scanning their communications

that's picked up a second satellite phone on there.

Someone involved is still on board.

I found a firearm. I'm looking for the jammer.

Did you move it?

The important bit.

My team is going to send through everything they can

about something called the Blue Blockade Group. BBG.

They're a group based out of Tehran.

Hackjackings do appear to be the market they are intending to corner.

You need to tell us exactly what's going on. I want to know

why you met with one of the people who delayed us at Glasgow.

She said there was going to be an incident. On the Heart of Britain.

Travelling from Glasgow to London.

The woman in the hotel, she gave me this.

We are not going backwards. Calm down!

Move! This ends now! Get out the way! There's nothing you can do!

Do you know something? She's in surgery.

I know how you feel. Only reason I'm on here is cos of my kid, too.

Joe?

No!

No! He's going to the locomotive!

No, no, no, it won't work!

BEEPING

Argh!

Where's it going? Anywhere.

PHONE: Joe?

Did you get him down?

Joe?

He...

He fell, Abby.

He went under the train.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm sorry.

I-I should've... Hey.

You haven't anything to be sorry about.

I'm sorry... OK, listen. This...

This isn't on you.

OK?

This is on whoever's behind this.

Yeah.

Yeah, I...

I might be able to help with that. What?

I've got something.

A USB.

From the woman with the baby.

Or not, I don't know.

She gave it to the reporter in the hotel.

And what did the reporter say? She...

..said she was just brought on here for publicity.

I think she's been tweeting some stuff out about us.

She's not involved.

OK, can you go to the office and connect the phone back up?

Yeah. And then the USB to the phone?

And we should be able to read it. Yeah. I'll try.

Please tell me someone has made those tweets disappear.

Uh, hi. Yeah, someone here -

the comms plane cracked the data and they've already gone.

BEEPING

Look. It's alive.

Signals, points.

Look.

They've taken complete control of the network now.

None of that is us any more? All of it is them?

We might not have been driving the train before,

but at least we used to be in charge of where it went.

We've got it. It's downloading?

Er, no, looks like we've got the whole thing. It's just on one file.

17KB.

Scanning for malware.

Clear.

The entire UK rail network

is now just a model railway

in someone's attic.

And now we know whose.

PHONE RINGS

Abby?

WOMAN: No, sorry, this is GCH Maternity.

Erm, is that Mr Geoghan?

Uh... Sky has asked if I'd give you a call.

She's sorry she can't speak to you herself right now but...

Oh, she's had a hard old time, you know?

Yeah, yeah, erm... She just wants you to know, though...

She wanted me to tell you there's nothing to worry about now,

nothing at all.

She's OK. She's going to be.

And she's not the only one.

Are yous all right?

I'm delighted to tell you that your daughter was born

at 25 minutes past midnight this morning.

And she's a fighter, just like her mum -

so I'm told, like her dad, too.

Is there anything you want me to pass on?

PHONE DISCONNECTS

Joe?

By the time we got to the door, he'd...

He'd gone under.

We should have got off when the train stopped,

as soon as it stopped.

Right, and-and what have I been saying?

Do you know what? I quit.

Where are we?

Bentham Line, north-west of Leeds.

Yas, come on. Naw, Billy, naw.

OK? I don't work on this any more.

Right? I don't work here.

Well, you got zero chance of getting a tip from me anyway.

OK, love, have a seat... Look, just don't touch me! OK, OK.

See if you start filming again,

if you do anything remotely approaching filming again...

This has to be documented. After what you've done?

I told you, I haven't done anything. All right, then, keep going.

Keep going and see what happens! Come on! Keep going! Keep on going!

Don't you dare speak to her like that. Don't you tell me

what I can say or what I should do! Just shut the fuck...

I will say whatever I want... Shut up! ..and whatever I want to do!

Stop!

There is nothing, almost nothing,

to suggest that anyone here has anything to do with this,

whatever he says, or they say.

A phone? Another phone that works? That... That's it?

Someone keeping that to themselves, for whatever reason,

does not mean that they were the ones on their hands and knees

installing some little device through there, does it?

That they've got a whole tool kit. They are two separate things.

OK, then.

If it's you, if you're the one with a phone that's still working,

a satellite one, huh,

trying to...

Can you... Can you speak up now, please? Hmm?

Huh? Well, speak.

Come on.

Speak.

Speak now!

Ah, fuck this!

Hey, hey!

Hey! That's my medication!

You can ask - I prefer to look!

THEY SHOUT

Get your hands off my bag! Please, sir. Sir, please.

Let's see what we got in here!

SIRENS IN DISTANCE

So they were right.

Who? The Americans.

It's the Blue Blockade Group. The BBG. Who are they?

This is their manifesto. Claiming responsibility?

Yeah.

"Every action creates a reaction.

"We reject and condemn the UK government's continuing attempts

"to intervene in the affairs

"of the sovereign nations of the Middle East."

Saying it's a demonstration of their commitment

to confronting Western interference.

They're a group based out of Tehran.

It's a nice sanction-busting ransom demand.

Who's going to be the one to tell them that nobody's actually

going to pay it, though? Well, this isn't just a hack any more.

It's an act of war.

Ma'am, could I, erm...?

You don't think that this is connected to...? What?

To Mashhad, ma'am.

I don't know what to think.

But I do know there are people I have to speak to. A lot of them.

What's the next station? Leeds.

Where does it go then? One of four ways.

North, south, east or... Thank you,

as ever, for your elucidation, Mr Peveril.

I can manage the rest.

OK, we need more intel on them.

Er, Zed, Leon - where's the police helicopter?

Er, yeah. On it. Where are we at? Attribution's closing in

on a location hit from the command and control traffic.

We should be able to confirm the source soon.

OK, so we're now thinking Tehran?

Er, we're now knowing Tehran.

Can we confirm? Pev?

Yeah. Tobi? I think we almost have enough of the attack code parsed

to run it through the system. Great. I know these guys, OK?

They always recycle their code. We get a match for a section,

there's a good chance we'll be able to find out who wrote it,

close in on someone with form in Tehran,

and then fill in the blanks of the rest. Yeah? Abby?

Yeah.

Do it.

PHONE RINGS

Joe? Joe?

She's all right.

The oil rigger's wife.

So is the baby.

What was his name?

His first name.

Don't even know it.

Or did I? If I did, I-I can't remember, my brain is just...

Was it...?

Hey. Hey, listen.

Sam? Dan? David?

Joe?

I didn't say anything to him.

Not at first.

Do you know why?

No.

It's cos I'm a fucking man. I was hoping it would sort itself

without the need for an actual conversation.

And...nearly did.

Only I did tell him in the end, just before, and if I hadn't...

He did what he did because...

Because he was always going to do that, Joe,

if he was in this situation.

We just... We do what we do, don't we?

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Well, that's why I'm talking to you.

Because you're doing...

..what you were always going to do.

Same as when you saw that bag get snatched.

Look, there are three types of people in the world right now.

People who intervene, people who don't,

and people who just film and share it.

I wish I was one of the last two.

I'm glad you're not.

It's not looking great through there.

I think the accountant's doing what he was always going to do.

What do you mean? He's trying to search through everyone's bags.

He's...

He's scared. They're all scared.

Wouldn't hold it against them.

They need a leader.

11 of them do. 10.

Sorry.

Who are you, Abby?

What do you mean?

How did you come to...

..be there doing that job? What...

What got you into all this?

Joe, we could spend all night talking, all year,

and you're still not going to get that stuff out of me

because...it doesn't matter, does it,

what we're like outside of all this?

What matters is that we help each other.

You say that, but...

..I do know you like Kate Nash.

About 15 years ago.

So...you're probably the same age as me. I know that.

Are you going to go back out there or...?

As it's you...

PHONE DISCONNECTS

Right - here come the cavalry. OK.

Finally! Abby? Yeah?

We have got a location hit.

Tehran?

Johannesburg.

Well, it is a hack-for-hire shop these days, isn't it?

Looks like our Iranian group are outsourcing.

That's not your property! Need to know what's in here! Let it go!

I can vouch for her. Can you?! Yeah, and we can vouch for each other.

Aye, well, there's more than one Sophie, eh?

What's that supposed to mean?

It means she's got a problem with the drink.

It means I am an alcoholic.

Right? And I'm three years sober.

Is that you...happy now?

What is it, all ancient history? Saint Sophie now, eh?

I'm trying. You nearly bankrupted my son.

Fraser, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry that your wee golden child

has such poor taste in life partners. But, hey, hey,

we cannae all be as silently long-suffering as your Jessie now,

can we?

Don't you bring my wife into this.

Gies that back, let's have a look. Hey!

Oh, here he is, here he is,

everything's going to be all right now.

Mate, will you stop being a prick for five minutes, please?

I am not your mate.

None of us are ever going to be mates. Yeah, no chance of having

your friend request accepted. All right, that'll do!

ABBY: Joe, is everything all right in there?

No, it isn't! Could I please just have that phone?

Guys. Guys, look what just happened to the oil rigger.

Yeah? We're stuck on here, right? Together.

Whether we like it or not.

So for the good of all of us, let's just take a breath.

GUNFIRE

Get down! Get down!

SHRIEKING

Get down! Get down! Joe? Joe?!

What is happening?

Did... Did someone just... just shoot at the train?

No. I'm going to say yes.

Glad you moved this time.

ABBY: Joe? Who's shooting at us, Abby?

I have no idea.

Oh, God. Right, are you all OK? Yeah? Everyone?

Everyone? Good?

ALARM WAILS

Ma'am, shots have been fired at the train!

Ma'am, shots have been fired at the train.

Indeed.

You...

You know? We...

We have armed hostiles on the ground, we...

We need our own people there. This...

This isn't just a cyber attack any more, this is... Abby.

That wasn't a hostile group. That was us.

What?

ALARM WAILS

Do you smell smoke?

Shit. They've struck the electrics.

We can't let it get to the engine!

Remember what they did to the goods train at Gretna.

The fire doors should hold it for a while. Stay, stay back!

Stay back, stay in the lounge!

Our objective was to shoot out the fuel tank and drain the diesel

before the train gets to Leeds and goes off to God knows where.

Without telling anyone on board? If someone on board is involved,

how could we be sure that they wouldn't respond?

That the train wouldn't? Without even telling me?

Abby, there are so many things about tonight I can't tell you.

Excuse me? No, sorry, sorry, what does...

What does that even mean?

The moment it came off your loop, you couldn't possibly think

that every other agency involved was just going to sit back...

We could've killed them!

They're on a train being driven by a group with a grudge,

alongside a passenger who appears to be armed and involved,

on a network that they now control - not us -

going so fast that the threat of derailment is constant.

WE do not pose the threat.

Whose idea was this?

Well, they all come running back in the end.

Do you have something showing the speed of the train in there, Nicola?

We do. Is it slowing down?

Doesn't appear to be.

Did you get the tank? Uncertain.

Erm, it was a fairly hastily assembled team, unsurprisingly,

and there was a change of speed suddenly

which made things very difficult.

Yeah, it would've been nice to know. Yeah? Yeah.

Well, maybe I'm not the guy you want to switch off.

ALARM WAILS

So? What are we dealing with? Have the Iranians taken this IRL?

No. No, it was friendly fire.

Our guys.

Above our paygrades, apparently.

How am I going to even know when the drugs have worn off,

when things like this keep happening?

Pev, can you and Zed dig into the known proxies

used by that hack-for-hire outfit? Yeah.

And, Tobi, dig into the new system hacks,

see if you can replicate the IP match.

Erm...what are you doing?

Didn't you just hear? Yeah, but we know who we're dealing with now,

and I've currently got multiple code libraries up and running

trying to follow the trail. I mean, do we?

What? Like, really know?

Well, yeah, they've said it's them.

Yeah, on a USB given to a reporter filled with stuff

that could have been copied and pasted from anywhere. OK,

well, why would anyone...? I don't know.

Maybe someone out there wants us to think it's them. Come on,

why would an elite Iranian hacking group be outsourcing cyber warfare?

Because they're camouflaging.

They're bouncing traffic off a black list IP to cover their trail.

Abby... What's the point in camouflaging when they're waving

their arms in the air, shouting, "Hey, guys, it's us, over here"?

We should be putting the Attribution team onto the code analysis

that I have been doing. I need the help. Look, I'm not saying

that it isn't them. I'm just saying that we still don't know that it is.

And until we get this verified independently,

I don't want us running down paths that could take us

in entirely the wrong direction.

ALARM WAILS

BANGING ON DOOR

Hello! Is someone in there?

Joe!

Fuck!

You got something?

Er...

No, no, it's nothing.

ALARM WAILS

Mouse! Joe?

I'm coming! Stay right back!

Put this round your mouth. There you go. Yeah?

Come on. Stay close to me, all right?

Help! Help!

Shit!

Help!

Help!

Help!

No known proxies, love.

I think I have another Johannesburg hit here, too.

Let me take a look, it's in the repo.

Police helicopter's refuelled and almost there,

video feed should be back any minute.

Right, what about the plane, the Rivet Joint?

Is it still scanning the train for comms? The volume of messages

being received via the Single Board Computer

has significantly multiplied.

Looks like it's in constant contact with the network,

and they've been programmed to work together.

For what?

Keep going? Yeah, the Johannesburg connection to the network attack

checks out, Abs. Traffic's all going one way.

Whether the Iranian group's behind this or not, no-one's making it look

like all the activity's coming out of South Africa.

It is actually coming out of South Africa.

OK. I need to take this to Miller.

Uh, Abigail?

Yeah.

I think the train's on fire.

What?

What?

Those morons must have hit the electrics.

There's nothing moronic about trying to actively save lives,

rather than just sitting there pressing Return.

What's this twat's name again? Have we contacted emergency services?

Nearest airborne response team is at Leeds Bradford,

they're still ten minutes out, minimum.

It'll have been worth it if it stops that train.

It hasn't made a bit of difference.

You haven't hit the tank, you've hit everything else!

If the fire gets to the engine, it's over.

ALARM WAILS FAINTLY

ALARM WAILS LOUDLY

Joe!

Joe!

Come on, Joe!

Joe! I got you!

Joe, you're OK, I've got you. Come on!

I've got you. Mouse, come on!

It's OK.

It's all right.

How bad is it?

Alpha-Lima-7, this is November-Charlie-1,

are you still in contact with your team? Over.

November-Charlie-1, this is Alpha-Lima-7,

we are and they believe that the fire is now under control. Over.

Thank you, Alpha-Lima. Out.

Where is the contact with the train?

Nothing from just after the shots were fired, ma'am.

So your man's gone AWOL. I'm going to take a wild guess

and say he's a bit busy, putting out fires.

Aren't we all? Er, briefing, ma'am.

Yeah, I think I should join you on that.

Cos we still can't stand up the BBG link.

I really don't think we should be narrowing our investigation

at this time. We really need to stay open.

We've got something this end. Police Scotland has found the car

that the people who delayed the train in Glasgow Central

left the area in. It's empty, but they're following up a second one

which was seen accelerating away from the same spot.

So, if someone on that train did install that device,

we might know soon enough.

Hud, if you could end this call, I wouldn't mind a word privately.

Ma'am? Should I...? Please, just stay here.

Saj is confident that this is being organised out of Tehran.

It's his desk and I think, right now,

we should allow him to pursue it. Zed.

It's done. Thanks.

A bit of a mess in there.

Not so great in here.

It's OK, the ransom will be paid soon. Someone will pay it

and it'll be OK.

You need to run that under water.

Thanks, guys. Really.

That's all right.

Abby?

Hey, I recognise that voice.

Don't know how - feel like I've aged.

Yeah, you're telling me.

Hey, erm...

Look, the... the shots that were fired

were from our side.

The police, they were attempting to drain the diesel.

They don't appear to have been successful.

What?

It was the police shooting at the diesel tank.

Fucking clowns.

Did they succeed? What, in stopping us? No.

In making me and him require years of therapy, probably.

Did you put it out?

Sorry? Was it you who put it out?

No.

No, it was these guys.

Got Leeds coming up.

CrossCountry, Midland, East Coast Main Line -

they all cross over here.

Is the train slowing down? Definitely.

OK.

Well, the emergency services are standing by,

so if it stops again, they will ensure it stays stopped this time.

OK.

Still falling.

SIREN WAILS

It's not going to stop, I've told you that.

It's not a terminus, it's a junction.

They're just changing lines.

Where are you going?

PHONE RINGS

Sorry, babe.

Overnight s-s-s-service...

..to London Euston is back on track...

Back on track...

They're heading south.

Speeding up again.

So it's still going to Euston?

Maybe.

But how do you stop something

when you've no idea which route it's going to take?

BEEPING

Midland Main Line.

South Sheffield next.

You all right, pal?

Get some rest, eh?

Look, I don't know what's going on here

any more than anyone else,

but I don't think shouting and screaming at each other's

going to help, is it? Agreed. Or going through people's cabins

or pulling their bags off them, it's just...

I think that entirely depends on what's in them.

Well, she's already thrown her bag out of the window, so...

What?!

I've explained that. Not to me, you haven't!

Sorry, I will - as soon as you come up with a convincing explanation

for why you are such a complete and utter... Hey, guys, guys.

We're all going through the same thing here, yeah? No, no, no, no,

no, no, apparently not. Maybe we are.

Maybe almost all of us are, I don't know.

When we get off, and we will,

we're going to be the only people who understand what this was like.

All right?

And I for one don't know most of your names,

don't even know what you're doing on here.

Well, we'll probably want to join forces to sue the train company

afterwards, won't we? Oh, God, she's still working, too.

Do any of you know the oil rigger's name?

All right, I guess I'll start, then.

Hello. My name is Joe.

Ooft. I've been in this meeting before.

I'm...

..going home, to visit my boy.

He's the only one I'm still in touch with,

since I've been away.

He sent me a message that worried me.

Worried me a lot.

Sometimes a call or a screen just isn't enough, is it?

That's... That's why I'm on here.

Right, who's next?

Spin the bottle? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I've got this.

Saint Sophie.

Lois Lane.

Mouth Almighty.

HE LAUGHS

This is never going to work, is it?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. There's still some in that.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, be careful, lass.

No chance.

Well, is this off the record?

I'm assuming that's addressed to me.

You assume right. Oh, don't worry about her. You can trust her.

She would never, ever lie.

OK.

OK, well, look, I wasn't supposed to be on here.

I'm not here by choice.

I'm on here because my special adviser persuaded me.

And believe me, she is never going to hear the end of that.

Eh, she persuaded me that, erm,

a night without much sleep would be worth it

for the tweetable image at the end.

You know, and I have to say, I disagree.

Look, there's a me that exists on social media,

and it's a me that even I roll my eyes at, but...

Well, there is another me.

And...

And that me is... Well, it's just like all of you.

OK, that's it.

Just get in.

You know I like a secret pow-wow,

but this isn't the best time to leave...

Right. Do things seem right to you?

What do you mean? Miller?

Yes. Yeah, I just feel like something's going on.

Like everybody knows more than us.

Me. Like, Miller definitely, she said so herself,

but Saj now, too. Miller's always going to know more, love.

She can't tonight. How can she?

How can we know that we're doing the right thing,

everything we can, when we only see half the picture?

It's a live op, Abigail, wires get crossed.

Look, you have always taught me

that our job is to assume worst-case scenario

and act accordingly.

So?

What do you want to do?

I think we should hack Miller.

PEV SCOFFS

Well, there'd be no way back.

If we don't try everything, we don't deserve one.

Abby...

Um...

I'm obviously here because I work here.

Hey! Slow down.

So...Billy?

Billy McCloud.

How long? What? Have you worked on here for?

Just leave him, Billy's all right.

Definitely one of the good ones.

Nine years.

Must be tough, all those late nights?

Oh, you think you could do it? On your feet all day?

Away from your family? Everyone's asleep most of the time.

We are just...baby-sitters.

Yeah, speaking of which.

Sounds like it'd push anyone. Overworked. Underpaid.

I for one wouldn't blame you

for getting involved in something that... No.

She's got a point. You two were the only ones who had access.

All I've done is try to make sure everyone is comfortable...

What, you think I went in there and wired up some little device?

They barely give us training on how to work the coffee machine!

Well, you would say that, wouldn't you? OK, right,

you know what I see when I look around this room?

I see ten other people just as terrified as I am.

Yeah, you know what? Me too.

Abby, this is not possible.

It may be possible.

It's definitely inadvisable.

I built the guard dog to that particular house.

Walk through the gate uninvited and it'll take your arm off.

She's at the door.

What are you actually doing?

Going phishing.

She... She's got it.

Come on. Click the link.

Click the link.

Abby, she's the head of GCHQ, she won't click the link.

I think she just clicked the link.

Sack the guard dog.

Are you in? Uh-huh.

She's actually typing right now.

We are watching her type.

Abby? Leon. Hey, erm, can...

Can you just give us...? Yeah, I don't think I can.

I don't think there's anything more important than this.

Er...

I've had a TA combing through all the CCTV we pulled from Motherwell

for the last two hours, to see if they could find anything,

anything at all. And? You need to come have a look.

Tobes, take over. Yep.

Well, could they... the cybersecurity people,

the plane above us, could they have made a mistake?

No, it's highly unlikely.

They just accidentally set fire to the train.

The jury's out on their ability to accurately scan

and process communications from miles away.

You are confusing entirely different agencies and responses. Yeah, well,

I know what I think, and this is nothing to do with any of us.

One thing's for sure.

I don't trust any of those bastards looking down at us.

Now, I checked it again and again to see if she was right.

OK.

What am I looking at? The faces.

What about them? Just...

Just look.

Who the fuck is that?

There's someone else on the train.

His name's Mouse. Max, his real name is.

He's, er, he's been on holiday,

he's gone to see his dad, stay with him for a few days

and now he's on his way home.

But I don't think he knows where home really is any more.

ABBY: Joe?

Abby. If you've been to the kebab house without me,

I'm going to be devo. Listen.

DISTORTED: There...one...el... Hello?

..on the train. Abby, you're breaking up. Hang on, one minute.

Oh, sh...

Can you hear me? Yeah, yeah, can you hear me?

Yeah, yeah, I got ya. What did you say?

I said, there's someone else on the train.

What? Yeah, I can't tell you anything more than that.

All I know is... is what I'm looking at.

What are you looking at?

Er, CCTV from Motherwell - of the train after it's left the station -

showing an unidentified male looking out of the window of Carriage E.

E? Yes. Yeah.

Where the firearm was.

We searched that. Well, he...

He must have still been on board there. Somewhere.

Look, how are you going to deal with this?

Same as everyone else - not well, Abby.

Not well.

You don't know that the firearm that you found was the only one.

They may be armed. Look, can you seal off the back of the train

while we work on getting an ID here?

Joe?

Leon?

Any news? No.

Can I borrow your keycard, please? Why?

Er, she wants me to check something at the other end.

Sure. No, no, it's all right, you stay here. Everyone stay here,

all right?

But what is it? Uh, it's nothing.

Leave it with me, all right? Be right back.

I've been, er, looking at common contacts, scanning for key words.

Such as?

"Iran", "Railways". And?

Two things leap out. There are a lot of references to something

called Mashhad. Mashhad, yeah, it's a city in Iran.

It's a bit of a transportation hub.

Central to China's New Silk Road initiative.

Yeah, I'm familiar with Mashhad, thanks.

Anything else?

Tobes? Over the last few weeks, Miller has been in communication

with one person more than anyone else.

The one government minister who happens to be on board. What?

Miller - "We must talk."

Draycott - "The decision's been made."

Miller - "Then it must be unmade."

Draycott - "You advise, we decide."

Miller - "You need to understand the consequences

"of what you are suggesting."

Yeah, we'd, uh... We don't actually have any context for this.

Then let's get it.

Ma'am.

I need to discuss something with you. Urgently.

I think you just took my line.

It, uh...

..needs to be in private.

November-Charlie-1, this is Alpha-Lima-7, over.

It does.

So I'm going to ask if you... Abby!

He said not to go!

I've got a really bad feeling.

And you didn't have one before?

Right, that's it.

Don't.

Holy shit.

Joe?

Joe?

Abby, this is really not a good time.

Don't leave the cabin! There's a man in the one next to you,

looking out into the corridor.

Right.

We really do need to speak privately.

Yes, but not now! Now.

You can come with me willingly and we can do this quietly,

or we can make everyone out there aware of exactly what you've done.

What is this?

What have you told them? Only what I found.

And what is that?

We're going to have a sit-down, you and I,

and you're going to have to come up with a very good reason

as to why the code used in this attack

happens to have been written by you.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Put your hands in the air!

No!

GUNSHOT

SHRIEKING

RADIO: Shots fired! Shots fired! We're pulling away!

The idea that I... What?

Pose a threat to national security? Is that incredible to you? Really?

Even though you've done it before?

All right, where is Abby?

Abigail Aysgarth had to step off this operation permanently.

So you need to listen to me. I am in charge now.

So, if you know, if you were approached

and you've accepted money, then believe me, now -

whilst most of the people on that train are still alive -

is definitely the time to say.

His heart's stopped!

We are on our own!

So we can either sit here and wait for help or we can save ourselves!

Wait! Everyone hold on to something, all right?!