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# Oh, and I let it die

# But looking back
I can't remember why

# Oh, my beautiful summer

# How the winter makes me wonder
where you've gone. #

Elvis?

HE CHUCKLES

Now I'm going to kill you.

You know, I could get out of this
but it would involve inflicting

much pain upon your personage.

You reckon?

SHE YELPS

Hi. Hi.

We're getting married tomorrow!

Mm-mm. No. Day after tomorrow.
Are you sure?

Mm-hm. Are you sure?

Oh, no, shit. No, it is tomorrow.

SHE GIGGLES

Listen, when I'm done here,
I've gotta get back, babe.

No, uh-uh. It's a full-on day.

I've got to bring the car back to
London, I've got to try my suit on.

When you're done here?
You cheeky bastard.

BANGING AND MOANING BEHIND WALL

Do you think when they're married,
he'll still be sneaking in

her bedroom window?

They'll be in married quarters
so he won't need to.

Can I go through my speech
one more time?

No. Just go to sleep.

It's bloody good, though, isn't it?
Moving and hilarious.

Yes, love.

MOANING

Oh, gross!

I'd rather listen to your speech
than them bonking next door.

Hiya. What've you been up to,
you dirty, horrible degenerate?

Nothing, just been, erm, practising
my wedding dance with your sister.

Oh, yeah, bet you have(!)

Oi! Tarring me with your brush,
again. Morning.

What's going on?

Erm, I am just about to head back to
London, to try my glad rags on.

Not getting married in your
birthday suit, then?

No, can't afford the bridesmaids
fainting at the altar, can we?

They've been practising
their wedding dance apparently.

Oh, aye? What's your wedding
dance then, Elvis?

You going to be shaking your funky
stuff on the dance floor, Elvis?

Can't tell you.
Hey, are you going to serenade us?

I mean, your mum must have called
you Elvis for a reason.

I can't tell you, it's classified!

I can hold a tune, me.

Yeah? Mm. Well, listen,
it's our dance,

it's our special song and you lot
are all going to love it.

Oooh! See you later.

MUSIC: She Moves In Her Own Way
by The Kooks

SHE SINGS ALONG:
# Paper dreams, honey

# Mmm-hm-hm

# So now you pour your heart out

# You're telling me you're far-out

# You're not about to lie down
for your cause

# You don't pull my strings

# Cos I'm a better man...

# Moving on to better things

# Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her
because she moves in her own way

# Well, uh-oh, oh, she came to my
show just to hear about my day...

# And at the show on Tuesday
She was in her mind-set

# Tempered furs and spangled boots

# Looks are deceiving
Make me believe it

# And these tiresome
paper dreams... #

Thanks. Thank you.

Pleasure.

Hey, can I just say...

Please don't say anything, Dad.
If you make me cry,

my mascara runs, I look like
a panda.

I'm going to get your train.
Thank you.

So I think, when I get married, Dad,
I'm going to have
a horse and carriage.

That's what your dad wants
for his funeral.

Well, maybe we can make a deal with
the company and get a discount, eh?

Can we hurry up?
My hair's going to frizzle.

Even with frizzled hair
you're still too good for him.

Right, family, are we ready?

Are we ready? Come on!

# Yes, I wish that we never made it
through all the summers... #

APPLAUSE

# Down through the suburbs

# Yes, I wish that we never made it
through all the summers... #

Hi!

Good to see you.

Ahh, you look so smart.
Nice to see you.

Thanks for coming.

You look gorgeous.

Dad, your jacket... There you go.

Thank you.

HE MOUTHS

Oh, I've had enough of this.

Oh, hello, Grandmother's coming!

Georgie, where is he?
He is still coming, in't he?

He should be waiting for you,
not you waiting for him!

Oh, he's always late on parade,
it's fine.

The groom should be here before the
bride, you know that, don't you?

Oh, I know. I know what he's like.

It's fine.

(Where is he, Dad? What time is it?)

It's only five past, we've got the
place till half past, don't worry!

Have you spoken to him this morning?

(No.)

What's going on?

Er...can we go somewhere private?

Yeah.

MAN: Is everything all right?
Who's that?

I'm so sorry, Georgie.

He said...

Tell me again.

He said that
he can't go through with it.

And that's it?

Why's he done this to me?

Dad!

It's all right. Let it out.
Let it out.

So, on the cry of "man down", you
get to the body as soon as you can,

making sure of your own
personal safety.

Why, Jenkinson?

Erm, so...
Sorry, I'm not sure, Staff.

Because a dead medic is
no use to their platoon.

So once it is safe, and you've done
your 5s, your 20s,

proceed to the casualty.

Carry out your primary survey -
C, A, B, C.

Yeah? Catastrophic bleed, airway,
breathing, circulation.

So what do we do, Cox?

HE CLEARS THROAT

Yeah, erm, check the airwaves

and then make sure...

Airway, Cox. Airway.

Erm... Erm...

Catastrophic bleed, airway,
breathing, circulation...

..deformities, environment exposure.

Cox, airway. Now.

You're all right, relax.

Sir. Relax.

All right, Georgie, how have you
been?

Yeah, good, thanks, sir.
How's things with you?

Yeah, very well, thank you.
Molly's back in Afghan.

Yeah, I heard. Facebook.

She's working with the training
and advisory team.

You probably know that already.

So what you doing here?

Final mission-specific training on
the moors before Kenya.

You going Kenya?

Humanitarian mission.

Outreach project in the refugee
camps on the Somali border.

Well, some of us have to

work for a living.

SHE CHUCKLES

I've just had a word with your CO

and he thinks it's a sound idea.

What?

Need a medic.

Experienced.
Top of the range, fully loaded,

and you fit the bill.

What do you think?

Actually, don't answer that now,
you can chat it through with your

loved ones and tell me
in the morning.

And you can say to your new chap
that it's only six weeks

and you'll be back by Christmas.

Isn't that what they said when they
headed out to the First World War?

I wouldn't know, Georgie. I'm not
as old as I look.

How do you know that I've got
a new chap?

Ah. Molly.

No secret is safe with social media.

No.

He's a doctor, I believe.

Mm-hm, a notch up from a squaddie.

HE CHUCKLES

Well, why don't you think that over?

You won't hear from me
in the morning.

Why's that?

Because I can say "yes" now, sir.

Ooh... 14 hour, 12 minute shift.

Yeah! Apartment. Bath. Candles.

Wine.

I wish people would only get ill
for eight hours a day.

What? It'd relieve the
pressure on the NHS.

Well, funny you should say that,
because in Afghan...

Oh, during the war... Yes.

Yeah... Heard it all before.

I got made a rather interesting
proposition today.

Oi, you're marrying me. Tell all the
other suitors to back off.

Yeah, well, it's not that
interesting. It's, erm, work.

In Kenya.

A six-week humanitarian mission.

Well, I hope you told 'em
where to stick it.

You're on a humanitarian mission in
Manchester, looking after me.

Your eyes are rather beautiful.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hm.

Well, the sclera of your eyes are as
white as virgin snow.

I can't... I'm sorry! What?

Come on, you see, I try to be
romantic and you just throw it back
in my face!

Everything is just medical with you.
Yeah, military with you, young lady!

It's six weeks. OK?
You're happy for me to go Kenya?

What have they got in Kenya they
don't have in Preston?

All right, don't answer that.

And once we're married, I won't be
doing any more tours away.

Maybe... Maybe we should
set a date...to get married.

Look, I do want to marry you...

I do, it's just... It's just all
the shiz that comes with it.

What shiz? Everything!

Yeah, but I thought after
Sierra Leone you were going to stay
based in the UK. Yes, and I will be.

You won't even know I've gone.

Hmm?

Yeah?

I know I'm not exactly Sigmund Freud
or anything like that, but...

it's pretty clear to me that you are
refusing to set a date for

the wedding because you're shitting
yourself that Jamie's going to do
an Elvis.

What's doing an Elvis?

"Forgetting" to turn up.

Jamie's not going to do that,
Georgie, he dotes on you.

So if you ARE going to run off and
abandon him,

can you please let me know first?
Because...I'll be all over that boy.

All right. I'll give you first dibs.

Anyway, I'm not running away, Marie.

You can't bullshit a bullshitter,
Georgie. I know exactly what's going
on here, OK?

I did GCSE psychology, don't forget.

Yeah, and you failed it.

So then why haven't you told
Jamie about Elvis?

Look, do you mind buggering off
so I can concentrate on packing my
kit, please?

Ooh... Back of the net!

What? You are running away, and you
haven't told him about Elvis.

I don't give a toss about Elvis.

I ain't thought about him
in years so...

Oh, really?

Yeah, it's a six-week humanitarian
tour in Kenya, Marie, right?

And once we're back, we'll
set a date for the wedding.

OK, and that's when you're going to
tell him about Elvis, yeah?

Do you tell all your boyfriends
about your previous relationships?

No!

And I didn't fail, I got a D!

Yeah, for demented!

What, into Nairobi?

Yeah. And then
how many hours' drive?

About six, seven.

I bet. Bloody hell.

Oh! I love a woman in uniform!
Come here.

Let me see you. You used to love ME
that much, Mother.

In your dreams!

You look gorgeous.

No, I do not. Gorgeous. Thank you.

Right, guys, we're just going to
update you on our current situation

and give you your missions
and tasks.

We're going to be heading towards
the Somali border, here.

We'll be imbedded with the Kenyan
army, under the command of

Captain Osman, who was,
incidentally, at Sandhurst with me.

Firstly, welcome.

I'm looking forward to working with
you over the next few weeks.

We're going to be working closely
with the Kenyan NGO

Kenya Crisis Care.

They are working here at
the large refugee camp -

a breeding ground for Al Shabaab.
Many NGOs have been killed,

many more have fled, leaving the
camp very unstable.

Primarily, we'll be tasked with
supporting the Kenyan army in

restoring order and assisting the
Kenya Crisis Care with

delivering medical services to
tens of thousands of inhabitants.

The insurgents have a ready supply
of weapons from across

the Somali border and they are
proficient at making IEDs.

We need to stay focused,
stay alert and stay alive.

This is effectively a war zone.

Therefore, whilst our mission is
primarily humanitarian,

we need to protect ourselves.

The situation on the Somali border
is anything but straightforward.

When the Brits drew a border
between countries,

they did it in a straight line...

which has resulted in the
displacement of many ethnic Somalis.

Generally, inside the camps here,
they are hostile to the military.

Their men with guns
hate our men with guns.

Pretty much.

But also, the NGOs, needing to
remain impartial so they can
function within the camps,

cannot be seen as taking
sides with us.

Albeit we're there to help them.

We don't want to add to the
confusion within the camp.

We are there to help...

then we will withdraw to a military
base three miles outside the camp.

That's where we'll be based and
we'll move into the camp

for a specific purpose.

Any questions thus far?

ALL: No, boss.

Right, guys, get your heads down
tonight. Breakfast tomorrow at 0530

then we move out at 0600.

ALL: Sir.

I like our new medic, boss.

I've got to hand it to you,
you've got moves like Jagger.

What does that even mean, Fingers,
you weapon-grade scrotum?

All right, I'm just saying,
hand on my heart, I've had worse.

Oh, so we choose our medics based
on their appearance,

like a beauty contest?

I would.

That's exactly what I'd do.

That's cos you're a bell-end, Monk.

Thanks, boss.

When you're shot,
you're unlikely to have a hard-on,

so we choose our medics based on
their ability to deal with
medical emergencies.

I don't know, I reckon I'd still
have a raging boner.

All we need now is to get you shot,
Monk, then we'll find out.

And that will be arranged if you two
don't start getting a shift in!

You two shitheads need to switch on,
sharpish.

Sir.

All right, babe, you need a hand?

No, I'm all right, thanks.

You married?

Just thought I'd get
straight to the point.

You'd better crack on, hadn't you?

Crack on to you,
that's what I'm saying.

I'm engaged.

And I'm here to work.

Got that?

I like you already.

Welcome aboard.

Kicki, the soldiers are here.
Did they bring the equipment?

I'm sure.
They're only just parking up now.

OK, let's go.

Everyone off. You all all right?
All good, boss.

Hey.

Hey, Kicki, how are you?
All right, and you?

Good. Nafula...

Captain Osman.

Let me introduce you
to Captain James.

SCREAMING

Right, C Operation now! Lane, on me!

COMMANDS CONTINUE

HE SCREAMS

Help! Help!

Approximately...eight casualties.
Kicki, come on.

Lift them and get them into triage.
Quickly!

Don't move them until they've been
assessed!

Let's get 'em stable first.

I need tourniquets and morphine
from my med Bergan...ASAP.

Come on, move.
We become a target here!

RAPID GUNFIRE

Get down!

Contact?

Has anybody got eyes on?

I think one shooter! No, three,
200 metres, hillside!

Don't shoot until you're sure!

We need to get them extracted, now!
Into triage, quickly!

Escort casualties!

Lift on three. Yeah?

One, two, three... Go!

Right, mate, we'll take over.

Hi, sir. Hi, can you hear me?

Can you tell me your name?
Soon as he's off...

..I want you back outside.
We're going to get you to a doctor
as soon as we can, OK?

Put pressure there for me, yeah?
Push down.

Push down, yeah? One, two, three...

GROANING

We have to take his blood pressure.

I have been in this camp
for ten years.

Which I think beats your
seven minutes.

I was worried, all right?

If we moved him
he would've bled out.

Not moving them would have resulted
in a bullet in the head.

For them as well as us.

We've got morphine so we can give
them pain relief until the
doctor arrives. Doctors?

We... We treat them as best we can

until it's safe to get the
most seriously injured to hospital.

Where are the doctors?

Gone.

Gone?

German doctor was taken hostage last
week and the rest of her team

withdrew to the hospital
in the city.

That's the reality...

Lane.

Kicki, we need you.

We have a head trauma that
I don't understand. I'm here.

What, from the fire?
Why would you have it from the fire?

Right, night, lads.

Night. Goodnight.

Give us a shout if you get lonely,
sugar tits.

Monk!

I don't want you to think I'm
a humourless Northern bird...

but one more comment from you
and I will inject you with

a serum to make your cock
shrivel to the size of your brain.

You just got told!

She can handle herself.

Oh, yeah, she's good.

Like, everything's
a bit out of control.

'My grandparents went to Kenya,
said it was lovely.'

Well, we're in a bit of Kenya that
I doubt your grandparents came to!

'Can't be as bad as Afghan, can it?'

Erm... It's... It's different.

'Are you OK?'

Yeah, miss you.

'I miss you too. Look, tell me
everything's all right out there.'

Maybe I can do something good.

Medic, are you decent?

I've gotta go, OK? Love you.

'All right. Stay safe.'

Yeah, come in.

Sorry to disturb you, Medic,
have you got any painkillers?

Yeah, yeah. What's the matter?

Oh, I've just got a headache.
It's the heat and lack of sleep...

All right, keep hydrated, yeah?

I just wanted to...check you
were OK.

You know, what with Kicki and that.

I thought you were 100% right,
if that's any help.

I'm fine. Thanks, Brains.

You know, under normal circs
we shouldn't have moved those
people till they'd been assessed.

Well, I don't think that
normal circs exist round here.

Everything all right here, Brains?

Yeah, boss. Sorry, boss.

Is everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm just getting
everything ready for tomorrow.

Do you think it's safe to leave
supplies in camp?

Ah, we can ask Kicki about
that in the morning.

Well, she has been here for
ten years, boss.

I know!

I imagine six weeks is going to feel
like a lifetime to us.

It's good to have you on
the team, Lane.

I was worried you might say no
because of the friends I keep.

He's not Voldemort, you can
actually mention his name, you know.

Well, it was horrible and I think
Elvis could have handled it better.

It was the best thing that never
happened to me.

Have you heard from Elvis at all,
caught up on his news?

Nope. Honestly, boss,
I'm so not interested.

Look, I know he's
a complete tosser but...

But he's your mate. I know.

Yeah, he's a good mate.

Not a good boyfriend, obviously,
but as a mate...

Can we...
Can we just get on with the tour?

I realise he's your mate but can we
just shut the door on yesterday,

please, boss?

Get some shuteye.
Tomorrow may well be momentous.

Lane?

HE KNOCKS

Lane...

Lane.

Lane, you need to wake up.

What's happened? What is it?

They've taken Kicki.

What do you mean?

They smashed their way into
the Kenya Crisis Care base.

She's been taken hostage by
terrorists as yet unknown.

We need to get down there
and calm the situation.

ASAP, please, Lane. Boss.

Right, guys, debus.

We're supporting the Kenyans
with crowd control.

Calm the situation and get these
people away from the med centre.

SHOUTING

Lane.

'How?

'How can anybody do this?'

If you guys hadn't have come, maybe
none of this would have happened.

Your presence with your guns
has stirred their anger...

We're here to help.

Well, it hasn't helped.
Everything's ruined!

Look...

I don't know how things are
ever going to get better.

Or how to carry on any more.

Right, guys, in here now!

We'll bring in all med re-supplies,
get you back up and running.

FINGERS WHISTLES

House party carnage!

Learn when to keep quiet, Fingers.

Right, you and Monk go and
get a truck.

Bring it down here and start loading
this up and get this place

cleared ASAP. Sir. Kingy.

Right, fellas, you know what to do.

Weapons and helmets down here,
let's get this squared away!

Lane... Captain James.

Intelligence suggests an
Al Shabaab-inspired group,

but possibly a breakaway faction
working on their own.

MoD up to speed on all events.

Our special forces are out
looking already.

We've got to get this facility
up and running today, boss.

People will die without this care.

MEN JOKE AND LAUGH

You're in your own time now.

They've been onto the Swiss Embassy.

They're trying to contact her
family.

But we're her family.
I'm her family.

You know, this was her life...

We were all that she knew,
all that she cared about.

Without her...

She'll be looking at you to
carry on, Nafula.

Every minute of every day,
she was saving lives.

We're not just going to let her
life's work go to waste, Nafula.

Let's bring all
the supplies in, yeah?

See as many patients as we can.

They took the computer.

Kicki and others were working on
a database of patients...

How long have you been working here?

Not as long as Kicki,
but this is my life too.

What's this?

Kicki's Dictaphone.

Maybe it's not broken.

RAISED VOICES AND CRYING ON TAPE

Is that Kicki?

KICKI SCREAMS AND SOBS ON TAPE

RAISED VOICES AND CRYING ON TAPE

Thank you, Lane.

Boss. She was dictating notes
when they came in.

She obviously had the gumption to
leave it running.

Captain Osman will now be passing
this to Kenyan intelligence.

Where is she,
what are they doing with her?

Undercover Kenyan special forces
are imbedded in Al Shabaab.

They'll find out where she's being
kept and we'll do all we can

to bring her back alive.

SHE SCOFFS

You don't exactly sound
massively optimistic!

Right. On me.

SHOUTING AND QUARRELLING

They're trying to stop
a flood with...

I dunno, a fishing net.

We're here to do a job, Lane.

Let's focus on the task in hand.

I don't even know what that
means any more.

NAFULA SPEAKS IN LOCAL LANGUAGE

What can I do?

We need to do a quick assessment,
divide them into urgent and

non-urgent cases.

Urgent on the right and we'll
try to see them today.

Life-threatening at the front.

We're doing all we can, Nafula.

Mother with babies here... Go on.

It's worse than Manchester Royal
Infirmary on a Friday night, mate.

All right, boys, look,
your Amazon delivery is here.

Guys, how about helping with
the fridge?

And the med kit needs to be taken
into the triage ASAP.

You struggling?

Shut up, Monk.

We had one fridge all the way
through my childhood.

You must have been poor, then,
Dangles.

I always thought we were quite rich
until I started going out
with Glynis.

You're joking!
What's wrong with Glynis, man?

We've all seen Glynis...

THEY LAUGH

Please keep calm.

What is that?

Is that a Tic Tac?

Kicki's idea. Not everyone, but some
people just need a little pill.

My mother, for a start.

Really?

It seems to keep them quiet
and makes them feel better.

Tic Tac!

Good tac-tics, eh, Lane(?)

Can you ask him how long
he's had this?

SHE TRANSLATES IN HIS LANGUAGE

HE RESPONDS IN OWN LANGUAGE

Two years. Two years.

Right, let's clean it up and
dress it as best we can.

Have you got any antibiotics?
Just flip him over for me.

Going to flip you over, sir.
There you go.

Just hold that nice and tight
for me, there. Thank you.

Keep it down.

Thank you.

SHE SPEAKS IN PATIENT'S LANGUAGE

Thank you.

No. Thank you, Georgie.

Got a kid with a mouthful of
maggots, Medic.

We're walking past this kid
and I smiled at him,

and when he smiled back all
these maggots fell out.

Straight up, boss. My dad was a
fisherman, boss. 24-carat maggots.

MAN SPEAKS IN OWN LANGUAGE

We're here to help. Calm, calm.

SHE SPEAKS IN MAN'S LANGUAGE

OK. Come here.

OK. What's your name, darling?

NAFULA ASKS IN BOY'S LANGUAGE

Jomo. Jomo.

Jono? Jomo.

OK, Jomo.

Bit of a pen and ink in the old
north and south, eh, Georgie?

OK.

I'm going to look after
your son, sir.

Lie back for me, darling.

There you go. Yeah. Open your mouth.

Your mouth.

Open your mouth for me.

Yeah, the tooth is very loose.
I'm going to have to extract.

Erm, will you get me
some lignocaine gel, please?

Have you ever done an
extraction before, Lane?

Erm, only on myself, but I was
seven years old.

All right, I'll pull the tooth out,
then we'll flush the infected
area out with saline, OK?

Can I have the forceps, please?
Need a hand, Lane?

Yeah, Monk.

There you go, darling, thank you.
What do you want me to do?

Just hold his head,
very gently, yeah?

There you go, darling.

HE MOANS

That's good, thank you.

I'll try and get as many
of the maggots out as we can.

OK, keep your mouth wide for me.
OK?

HE CRIES

That's it.

You're going to be all right.
You're going to be eating crisps
in no time.

Shh, shh, shh.

There you go. A few more,
a few more, it's OK.

That's it.

Right, just keep him
really still, OK?

You're going to feel a little tiny
bit of pain

and then you're going to be fine.

Yeah, it's going to be over.
Yeah? OK.

Right. Monk, just hold his head
tight for me, yeah? Reassure him.

What?

Reassure him.

HE BEATBOXES

Shh! Reassure him.

# She came from Greece
She had a thirst for knowledge

# She studied sculpture at
Saint Martin's College

# That's when I... #

HE HUMS

# Caught her eye... #

Gauze in. There you go.

Monk, you've stopped singing.

A maggot landed on my hand,
you threw me out of my stride.

Did Kicki go home often?

Back to Switzerland? No.

Why?

There's never
a quiet moment in the camp.

How about you?
Do you manage to get back home?

Let's just say that when my
grandfather passed away,

we had an outbreak of malaria.

You didn't go back home?

I couldn't leave Kicki.

You need to sort your work/life
balance out, young lady.

What does that mean?

Seriously,
you need to find some time for you.

But there's work to be done.

Well, are you going to get married,
have your own family?

That's not for me to decide.

Your parents?

No, Allah.

Are you married?

Erm, well, no, I'm engaged.
To a doctor.

He should come out here.
Is he a nice man?

Of course! I wouldn't be marrying
him if he wasn't pretty perfect.

He's perfect?

Yeah. Yeah, he is, Nafula.
Perfect for me anyway.

I think I might end up married to
the Kenyan Crisis Care...

like Kicki.

Yeah, but look at Kicki.

Sacrificed everything and...

Life is about sacrifice.

But it shouldn't be about regret,
should it?

No.

Kicki's watch. Mm?

This one.

She was very proud of that.
It was very special.

She said it kept absolute
perfect time,

although she always kept it
five minutes fast.

I need to go and see Captain James.

Are you all right here on
your own for a sec?

I'm hardly on my own... I've
half the Kenyan army outside.

Jomo's father had that watch!

Or one like it.

No, I'm pretty sure it
was that one, boss.

It's not in our remit to start
investigating petty theft, Lane.

But it's not exactly petty
theft, though, is it?

He must know something about
her abduction.

Let's get Kenyan intelligence
to investigate.

We can't just abandon her, boss.
We're not abandoning her.

But it feels like she's been
abandoned to me.

Then you don't understand.

Our sources are looking at
likely safe houses...

So, are we going to investigate?

Once we've ascertained for sure,
we move in.

Your passion and your information
are appreciated.

As I've already said, Lane,

we're here to do a job on this camp.

And that job is so colossal we need
to focus on that.

And that job will be made a whole
lot easier if we find Kicki.

Thank you, Lane.

'There were these clowns in
the cancer ward today.'

Clowns?

'Yeah, yeah, but we're not allowed
to call them clowns.'

Why not?

'Well, cos so many people have
clown phobias.'

So what do you call them, then?

'Er...chuckle monsters.'

You taking the piss?!

'No!'

All right, well...I think I might
have a chuckle-monster phobia.

'Oh, yeah? Well, I think I might
become a chuckle monster.'

Why not?

If we're not careful, life's
going to slip through our hands

without us realising.

'Oh, what?!

'What, do you...
do you feel like life
is slipping though your hands?'

Erm...

Today I do, yeah.

'Have you been putting
your sunblock on?'

Yeah...the sun's got to me!

Let's just get married.

As soon as I get back.

'You serious?'

Mm-hm!
You know, I don't want a huge thing.

'I'm down for it.'

How many babies we going to have?

'I'll think about it and text you.'

OK.

Lane, you decent?

Got to go. Lane?

Yes, boss. Come in, boss.

As you were, Lane.

I've got some very
interesting intel coming in. Boss?

An eyewitness has seen a Western
woman being taken into a dwelling.

Kicki?

It's looking hopeful, Lane.

And this individual
has been seen frequenting the place.

Jomo's father.

O Group, mission briefing 0600.

Mission briefing?

Need a combat medic. Full battle.

Well done, Lane.

Thank you, boss.

Gents, sit up!

Relax, guys.

We're about to embark on an
operation to help

Captain Osman and his men.

Kenyan intelligence have got
eyes on this dwelling.

It's an Al Shabaab dwelling known
to be frequented

by Mr Sidiq, among others.

He is well known around camp and
has many contacts there,

that's why this morning's operation
needs to be swift...

the element of surprise on our side.

As the Kenyan army always do
the morning sweep around town,

our presence will not be unexpected.

Any questions?

ALL: No, sir.

ETA two minutes. Focus, guys.

Prepare to move...

Two alphas. Keep eyes on.

'I repeat, keep eyes on.'

HE SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE

RAPID GUNFIRE

Perimeter secure.

Right, we're searching and clearing.
Charlie Fire team on me.

Delta, right-flank it.
Prepare to move... Move!

Lane. Two fatalities here
and attend to this one.

Yes, boss!

Delta Fire team, push up.

Keep your hand pressed down firmly
on your neck for me, all right?

There we go, keep the pressure on.

Delta Fire team, push up.

Cut!

Clear. Clear. Clear.

Charlie team!

Dangles, cover this door.
Mansfield, Monk, on me.

Eyes for hostage. Check for captive.

(One, two, three...)

Monk, on me.

Move! Move!

Move!

SHOUTING

SOLDIERS SHOUT INSTRUCTIONS

Go onto the balcony! Balcony clear.
Stand up slowly!

Stand up now! Stand up...now! Get
up, get your hands on your head.

Put your hands on your head.
Turn tound now!

Brains, turn him to me now.

Positive ID.

Right, that's dressed,
that should staunch the bleed...

Let's give you something
for the pain.

Dwelling clear!

Lane, need you.

Jomo.

Jomo. Jomo.
Hey, it's all right... Remember me?

Remember me, yeah?

We obviously had to search him
in case he was booby-trapped.
Hence his distress.

It's all right. Your father's
all right, I've seen him.

He's alive, they're just taking him
to the police station.

Does he speak English, Lane?

You understand me, don't you, Jomo?

It's all right.
Let's get you looked after.

OK? Where's your mother?

Dead.

HORN SOUNDS TWICE OUTSIDE

I'll be outside.

All right... We'll take you back to
the camp, with Nafula.

Do you remember Nafula?

They're looking for a lady
from the camp...

Kicki. Do you know Kicki?

Was Kicki here?

Is she still here now?

Where was she?

Boss! Boss!

Right, this is now a crime scene.
No-one contaminate anything.

I'll leave the police here on guard.

Let's get the injured to hospital.

Kenya Crisis Care ambulance on
the way, boss. ETA three minutes.

Nice one, Kingy.

Right, guys, listen in.
Good work out there today.

If I had to single out
a man of the match,

I'd give it to Lance Corporal Lane.

Thanks, boss. You've always had
a thing for the medic, boss.

Strike one, Fingers.

Sorry. Her interventions led to
the arrest of several

Al Shabaab figures in there today.

This is exactly how it
started with Molly.

Strike two, Fingers.

Right, guys, stay here.

Lane, on me.

I'll need to go with him, boss.

If he crashes and there's no-one
medical in the ambulance...

You do know he's Al Shabaab, Lane?

I need to keep him stable...

get him to the hospital alive.

We can't just let him die, boss,
whoever he is.

Kingy, get 'em all loaded up, we're
escorting the ambulance to hospital.

Boss?
Lane can't do this on her own.

Mansfield,
jump up front in the ambulance.

Kingy, in front of the truck
with me. Eyes on the ambulance
throughout. Let's go!

Right, guys, you heard the boss.
Let's go!

Good luck, Lane.

SIREN BLARES

Right, that's all done.

TEXT ALERT

Shit.

STEADY BEEP

Fuck!

You all right back there, Georgie?
He's crashed on me.

Anything I can help with?

Fuck all, mate. Let's just get him
to the hospital ASAP.

Right, come on, put your foot down.

Slow down. Slow down!

Watch out. Move!

Get to the right. Get to the right.

HORN BLARES

What's he doing? No idea.

What's going on?

Is everybody OK?

Captain Osman, find out
what's going on.

HE SPEAKS IN LOCAL LANGUAGE

What the hell's he doing?!

Contact. Yeah.

SHE CRIES OUT

Take the doctor.

HE YELLS

Has anyone got eyes on Lane?

'I am a British citizen being held
hostage and will be executed

'at sundown tomorrow
if all Al Shabaab fighters'

are not released.

You release our fighters...
or we cut off her head.

The situation has now escalated.

We're soon to be joined by
special forces.

TWO GUNSHOTS

What's going to happen to me now?

Pow!

Please, I'm a medical person. I can
help you and your brothers.

Please. Please!