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["Big Yellow Taxi" by Joni Mitchell plays]

♪ They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot ♪

♪ With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot ♪

♪ Don't it always seem to go ♪

♪That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone ♪

♪ They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot ♪

♪ Ooh, ba, ba, ba, ba ♪

-♪ Ooh, ba, ba, ba, ba ♪
-[driver vocalizing]

♪ They took all the trees
And put 'em in a tree museum ♪

♪ And they charged the people
A dollar and a half to see 'em ♪

♪ Don't it always seem to go ♪

[song ends abruptly]

Come on.

Quickly.

I don't understand. Where are we?

You're in Harlsfleet, darling.

Are we in prison?

Hardly. Bags.

Don't worry.

You can pick them up the other side.

Are you a guard?

We're not guards.

We're custody officers.

Come on.

Come on.

[door buzzes]

You have everything you need.
No locks on the doors.

The bathroom's down the corridor that way.

You'll be processed later.

The legal aid solicitor
comes in twice a week.

-How long will we be here for?
-Well, if we knew that...

No one in this place knows
when they're getting their ticket.

-Ticket?
-Airline ticket.

To send you home.

Right, if you wanna clean yourselves up,
we'll see you in a couple minutes.

My brother was murdered.

I need to find out what's happening.

I'm sure there'll be somebody
to help you with that.

[soldiers chanting in distance]

Captain Shaw.

There you are.

Safely returned to us.

I'm sorry, sir?

I wondered where you were.

I was on leave, sir.

I know.

It was a leave. I was due leave.

We've missed you.

Welcome back.

It's started again.

You should do something about it.

Make a complaint.

What for?

You know what for.

[woman] He's smirking.

Exactly.

I got to the CO and say,

"The regimental second in command
is always looking at my arse."

I just don't see why
we should have to put up with it.

You know the answer.

Because this is the army.

You fell asleep, didn't you?

Did I?

You should have gone home.

Maybe.

I started thinking about
those two sisters.

What bothers me...

they weren't surprised

when their brother was killed.

Maybe they were expecting it.

Where are they now?

In the hotel.

Wake them up. Let's start again.

What happened to you?

What, me?

Yeah.

Oh, this? I fell over.

Where?

At home.

Where's home?

I'm staying with a mate.

Had a bit of a drink.

Got up in the night for a piss.

I'm looking for Laurie.

She's not coming in.

Where is she?

I don't know.

Have you heard from her?

She rang me and asked me
to fire up the oven.

I wonder, have you got
the credit card slips?

-Yeah, sure.
-From last night?

Here we are.

You got nothing for Mars? Karen Mars?

I don't know. You'd have to ask Laurie.

It's just Mrs. Mars said
she paid in advance.

Yeah, it's possible.

If it's all right, I'm gonna take these.

[church bell tolls]

You're Laurie, aren't you?

I'm wondering if I can be any help.

No, I just stopped by.

Is that all right?

Of course it's all right. It's a church.

Seen you here before, with your mother,
the lady with the oxygen.

We shop around.
We go to the Catholic as well.

Good.

The Church says there's no one truth.

Actually...

I wouldn't mind talking.

Come in.

This is my friend Linh.

-This is Laurie.
-Hi.

Linh helps out with the homeless,

so she's always in a rush.

Sit down, please.

You still here?

You really need to go in
and speak to the police.

-You have to do what David told you.
-Can't you get David

-to speak to them first?
-I've got to do a home visit,

then I'll come back and find you.

It was nice to meet you.

I'll make tea.

I'm sorry, I feel like
I'm taking up your time.

It's no problem.

Are you having a thing with her?

What makes you ask?

Picked up on a vibe.

Do you have a problem with that?

Sorry.

It was wrong of me to ask.

It's been a struggle.

The authorities are cracking down
on foreign students.

I'm surprised.

I mean, that the Church doesn't mind.

And you?

No, nothing in that department.

My mother's my life.

I look after her.

She's dying.

She hasn't got anyone else.

The council come in,
but you can't depend on them.

They don't have the people.

They don't have the money.

Same thing.

Where do you work?

Regal Pizza.

I'm the manager.

That's strange.

Linh saw the murder.

She saw the actual shooting?

She was out in the street.

Is it the killing that's upset you?

Is that why you're here?

Tell me.

It's hardly your fault.

Do you have an idea of him?

-You mean God?
-Yeah.

I prefer to say "her."

But him, if you insist.

Very clear idea. You?

I woke up this morning,
and I thought I'd just get out.

Escape.

But if I do that, I'll just feel guilty.

Perhaps that is why I use
the Catholic more often.

-They are better on guilt.
-Laurie, what did you do?

I sent a man to his death.

It was me that sent him out.

Not knowingly.

Did you?

-I sent him.
-Laurie, did you know?

Well, then.

There's knowing and knowing.

There's... feeling.

I'm going to have to make my visit.

I'd like to feel you'll stay here
if you want.

I'm not gonna be long,
and you're very welcome.

Thank you.

Good.

See you later, okay?

Oh, fuck.

-This isn't going to work.
-What isn't?

Avoiding Deborah.
Her office is going nuts.

Oh, well, it's just her office.

It isn't. It's herself in person.

Gosh, you spoke to the leader.

The breakfast television woman called you.

Really? What did she want?

-Bit out of your class, isn't she?
-I'm not gonna tell you.

Remember, information is power.

The Standard wants a comment.

-On what?
-Your dead Syrian.

You need to reassure the public.

-Reassure them about what?
-That the killer's going to be found.

What am I, Sherlock Holmes?

You're not saying
you're going to find him.

Listen, people have a higher chance
of catching malaria

than they do of being shot dead
by a killer in a rubber balaclava.

Rubber? How do you know that?

Because I happen to be
a very good constituency MP.

-I have to say something to Deborah.
-Why?

She thinks you're planning
to break ranks

in the surveillance vote on Thursday.

Where on Earth did she get that idea?

David, I can't hold her off much longer.

I'm sure you will lie beautifully.

-Oh, by the way...
-Yes?

Can you please find the detective
in charge of this case?

Why?

I just told you, information is power.

[phone rings]

David Mars' office.

No, I haven't seen him. He isn't in yet.

Of course. I'll let you know when he is.

For fuck's sake. I don't believe this.
How the hell did this happen?

-What's going on?
-They've taken our witnesses.

-Who?
-Fucking JDG. Who else?

What happened?

We put them in a hotel,
Border Force talks to JDG,

JDG turns up, takes them away.

Apparently, their paperwork was perfect.

Happens all the time.
You have to admit, it's impressive.

At least it's efficient.

I suppose you know where Harlsfleet is.

I do, Essex.

Down the A12, 90 minutes in traffic.

-You're gonna make an appointment.
-What?

You have to call ahead.

You have to have
a letter of instruction, signed.

I thought we were the police.

To them we're just one more agency.

They're suspicious of everyone.

They think I have a hidden agenda?

Works for Panorama.
Goes in with a camera in my fucking hat.

I called by the pizza place on the way in.

Oh, yeah?

Laurie was due in for work,
but she hasn't appeared.

One day after she sends a guy out
to be killed and she's not there?

-That's why I'm saying.
-Is she at the dentist?

-Isn't that what we do now, find her?
-You should get some sleep.

Not going to sleep
until we make some progress.

What?

What?

You may be awake for a very long time.

-What's this about?
-What's what about?

Working through the night.

Just because your first big case,
or trouble at home?

It's just stupid, overworking.

When it comes down to it,
it's inefficient.

This case means something to you,
doesn't it?

Are you gonna say what?

[man] You have to talk me, Sandrine.

If you don't, then you know the problem.

-I fail, I don't pass.
-It's not a test.

Don't think of it like that.
It's not a hurdle, it's a precaution.

And it's in everybody's interest.

You can't redeploy in operations,

you certainly can't go back
to Special Duties,

until I'm convinced
you've put away the past.

Yes, I know that.

I'm really feeling much better.

-Since?
-Since we started this process.

It's helped.

How's Regimental HQ?

Good.

-Feel comfortable there?
-Completely.

No problems?

None.

I...

I want to hone in
and talk about anger again.

The notes from Camp Bloodhound
say you arrived in Cyprus very angry.

Not angry.

When you came back from the tour.

No.

Distressed.

They specifically say angry.

I felt responsible
for what happened in Helmand.

In particular?

The Afghan women
who were working for me.

You get close to them.

And losing your colleague?

That too.

Do you sleep?

Perfectly.

But it's about respect.

Explain.

My best friend was blown up
in front of my eyes.

Elizabeth.

I picked up the pieces.

Yes.

Bits of her...

all over the ground.

Bits on my kit.

Bits in my hair.

Even when I clean my weapon,

wiping bits off.

I feel that if I forget her,
that would be disrespectful.

You were fond of Elizabeth?

Everyone was.

Well, it's...

It's a balance, isn't it?

Returning to normal life
doesn't mean betraying the dead.

Sometimes that's how it feels.

And you see danger everywhere.

You're trained for it.

Everything makes you suspicious.

You become like an animal.

What do you play off?

-Sorry?
-Your handicap.

Oh, um...

Seventeen.

Why, do you play?

I played with my dad.

Well, perhaps we should...

play a round together.

Take your mind off things.

Perhaps.

[woman] It's open.

We're police.

We're looking for Laurie Stone.

[Kip] Are you her mother?

[Laurie's mother] I don't know
where she is. I haven't seen her.

[Kip] Since when?

Regal Pizza says
she hasn't appeared for work.

Well, she's not here.

Do you have any idea where she might be?

No.

You have a choice.

You can let us look round the place,
look through her stuff,

or we can come back later officially.

How do you suggest I stop you?

[Nathan] Kip.

How much?

It's about a thousand.

So, how long exactly since she left?

She left as usual this morning.

Did she?

She say where she was going?

I thought she was going to work,

but then she rang me later
and said not to worry.

Have you seen this money before?

Do you know why she might've had it?

No.

-Does she usually have a lot of cash?
-Does anyone?

Haven't seen that much in years.

The point is this, there was a killing.

Yeah.

I heard about that.

What did Laurie say about it?

She was very upset.

Nothing more than that?

She made my breakfast early,
and then she went out.

Okay.

We're going to keep in touch.

We'll send someone round
to look after you.

Are you gonna take her money?

As a matter of fact, we are,
but she's gonna get it back.

My dad said never let the police in.

They bring bad luck.

You dad was right, we do.

[Kip] What do you think?
Something's going on.

[Nathan] A thousand pounds
in a sock drawer seems strange to me.

You don't kill someone for a grand.

This postcode,
killing's two grand at least.

A thousand might be for helping to kill.

The place is employing illegals,
they paid everyone in cash.

If you think about it, it's not surprising
Laurie's doing a runner.

-But she didn't own it.
-No.

She was just managing.

And even that's a big word for it.

All right, so she was caught
in the middle.

It was all going fine till it wasn't,
sort of thing.

Another way of looking at it,

intentionally or not,
she sent a man to his death,

and, hey, now no one can find her.

The two things have got to be connected.

Karen Mars said she paid on the phone,
but there's no record of any transaction.

There's no credit card slip.

So now we suspect mother of two,
Karen Mars, do we?

Murderess, is she,
'cause she didn't pay for her pizza?

No, because she lies.

I suppose you think she's innocent
because she's married to an MP.

Not anymore, that was years ago.

Oh, flame gone out, has it?

And have we found out
who owns Regal Pizza?

Yeah, a person in Boca Raton.

Does this person have a name?

They have a registered office.

So, no, we don't have a name.

Meanwhile I'm gonna go check
on Mikey Gowans.

You do that.

He's covered in bruises.
Claims to have fallen over the crapper.

-You don't believe him?
-Do you?

And where the fuck is Boca Raton?

[woman] You're new.

I saw you at roll call.

I don't understand.

-What is this place?
-Harlsfleet Removal Center.

It's meant to be detention,
but it isn't. It's removal.

When did you get here?

I've been here two years.

I've been living in England
since I was three.

My mother brought me here.

She died.

Now they've decided
they don't like my paperwork.

I'm what they call an overstayer.

By about 30 years.

-Is she all right?
-She's fine.

Whatever you do, don't go to the clinic.
Don't do anything medical.

They're a different company,
and they're even worse.

Still, it's better than getting
your ticket.

Every day you stay here, you win.

The check-up's this afternoon.

I think you should do it.

[indistinct chattering]

[Nathan] We're in business.

Fuck off.

[man] Steady on there, mate.

Sorry, mate, just delivering a pizza.

-Straight in and out.
-Is that all right?

Oh, I see. Now I get it.

Getting what you didn't get last night
'cause Mikey didn't deliver.

Am I right?

Cash only.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

And as for you,
you're a fucking barefaced liar.

-Why didn't you tell me about this?
-This is nothing.

It's recreational. It's not heroin.
It's not even illegal.

Yeah, using you might get away with.

Dealing's a different matter,
isn't it, Mikey?

Bung him in the car.

-Who was that?
-Nobody you know.

What did they want?

It's so easy being a child, isn't it?

All you do is ask questions all day long.

"Why, mummy? Why, mummy?"

You never have any answers, do you?

I don't think you should smoke
in front of the child.

Oh, don't you?

I thought you were the au pair,
not Health and Safety.

-It's not right.
-Just so you know,

by the time I was her age,

I'd already been bombed
out of my house by Israeli shelling.

I don't think a stray B&H
is gonna do her much harm.

-Yeah.
-Yeah, well, we all want to get away.

[woman] You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

What's bugging you?

Is it the sex pest?

You should be careful.

The last girl he hit on,
he broke into her e-mail account.

He read all her private stuff.

I have no private stuff.

No?

[woman] We have breaking news
regarding the shooting in South London.

DCI Jack Haley is about
to make a statement.

[woman] Do we know
the name of the victim?

[Jack] We're not yet confirming
the identity of the murdered man.

All we are saying is that he was Syrian.

[woman] Do we know that for a fact?

[Jack] All the signs are
that he was from Aleppo,

and he'd recently arrived
seeking political asylum.

Arrived legally?

I don't want to say any more.

It wouldn't be right at this point
in the investigation.

I don't want to say anything
that might prejudice that process.

Thank you very much.

I need to know, did I get the right one?

As usual, Sarah,
you're always ahead of me.

As you expect.

Did you have a nice evening?

Didn't you have a new one?

Yes. This one's a banker.

Very good.

-Aren't they all bankers?
-Not always.

Investment fund managers sometimes.

I've even dated private equity.

There's a message on the answerphone.
I'll make coffee.

Thanks.

[machine] Enter your password.

You have one new message.

[Sandrine]
I need to know, did I get the right one?

[machine] Message deleted.

I've got Mikey downstairs.

He's running a nice little
drug distribution business.

Well done. Before we go in,

Fuzz, do you mind telling Nathan
exactly what you told me?

Yeah, first thing, obvious,

the man's an expert.
Knows about forensics.

-Also...
-Yeah?

...a shell was found at the scene,

which we identified as military.

Bottom of the case has the letters RG.

Radway Green.

The manufacturer that makes stuff
for the armed forces.

So the shooter's a soldier?

Well, all I'd say is had access
to military ammunition.

But it's British military?

I'll give you more as soon as I have it.

Doesn't sound like
it's got much to do with Mikey.

Why don't we find out?

Do you recognize this?

Do you know where we found it?

No. How much is it?

There's a thousand in there.

What I do is 20-pound packets.
I don't see that kind of money.

Is it just certain customers?

They say they want a special topping.

Special topping?

Who do they say it to?

Who do they say it to, Mikey?

It was my idea. I thought of it.

But it's not you on the phone.
So, who is it?

Someone who needs money
to look after their mother?

It's me. I distribute it. I...

I take the risk.

Yeah, but she gets a cut.

Well, you can't expect me to say.

Rakhee, we need an All Ports Warning out
as soon as you can.

-For Laurie Stone?
-Yeah, Laurie Stone.

And someone needs to go
to her flat, just in case.

I'm on it.

Dear Jane...

I'm gonna go now.

I've got to sort things out for myself.

Whatever that means.

Funny how you're never ready
when the moment comes.

You'll think you'll be ready,
but you're not.

I knew what was right, and I ignored it.

What can I do?

Thanks for listening.

It means the world to me
to talk to a priest.

Laurie.

Sandrine!

Take it up, Amanda.

Amanda, get it.

Push forward, Sandrine.

Here. Here.

-Sandrine.
-Pass it back.

Pass it back. Over here. Over here.

-Sandrine.
-Come on, get on her.

Forward. To the right, Sandrine.

[whistle blows]

[phone rings]

Pimlico Travel.

Hello?

Hello?

Is that you?

Excellent.

-The phone rang again.
-I heard you answer it.

I told her to throw it away.

Well, she hasn't.

Why not?

Parmesan?

I don't like what's happening.

I smell panic.

[man] We can't find Laurie.
She's gone missing.

-Flat's up there.
-Yeah, okay.

[man] The police are after her as well.

We just have to wait.

[officer] All right,
you check the stairs.

Sure. Whatever you want.

No problem.

Well, this is an honor.

Hardly.

We don't get many members of Parliament.

-David Mars.
-Kip Glaspie.

Kip Glaspie.

Are you the...

Yeah, I was.

Goodness, the athlete.
I remember watching you on the telly.

-That was a bad one.
-Yeah.

And you're the guy who wants
to let everyone out of prison.

I did.

Until they moved me.
That's why they put me to Transport.

Listen, this is rather tricky.
Do you mind if we speak outside?

Yeah.

Well?

This is difficult for me.

I have to guess whether
it's possible to talk to you.

It's a character judgment.

I'm trying to guess
what kind of person you are.

Guess away.

Is this about your ex?

No, as matter of fact, it isn't.
It's about your witness.

-Which witness?
-The Vietnamese girl.

Hanh Giang?

Well, she gave you a false name
for a start.

What's her real name?

Linh Xuan Huy.

Why did she do that?

A whole bunch of reasons.

Nothing to do with the case.

Where does she live?

I'm going to find out anyway.

In fact, I can't see
what you're doing here.

All you're doing is kicking
her problems down the road.

She knows that.

Her residential status is uncertain.

We're all very keen that the focus
of the investigation

remains on the murder.

You know I can't promise anything.

No.

But she's frightened.

Linh lives with a priest.

You're gonna find all this out.

Am I?

The priest is already in trouble
with the bishop.

Why?

Because she's a she.

So, what's your connection?

I'm very good friends with the vicar.

Actually, more of an... admirer.

In this community,
there are very few practical people

who do more than just
talk about doing good.

That's Jane.

I hope you're not leaning on me.

I'm not.

I'm briefing you.

Good.

These are good people, that's all.

Now, because she was on drugs...

Linh was reluctant to tell you.

She can't be sure, but she thinks
the killer was a woman.

A woman?

Yeah.

Did she see clearly?

No.

Okay, I need to see her.
Get her to come in quickly.

I will.

-Is there anything else?
-Yeah.

You should know, I signed
her student visa application

without knowing she was here illegally.

At last I've met someone whose problems
are worse than my own.

[high-pitched whining]

-Man down!
-Medic!

[plane flying]

[man] Go! Go!

[gun fires]

[buzzing and gunfire fade away]

See you later.

Yeah, see you.

-Isn't it?
-Yeah.

-Doesn't make a difference, does it?
-No.

Hope you're not coming in, sir.

I'm waiting outside.

I'm allowed to wait here.

I am your superior officer.

I can do what I want.

I think this is yours.

Will you fuck off?

Will you fuck off and leave me alone?

Sir.

[Nathan] What was all that about?

-What?
-Outside.

Oh, I'll tell you later.

-Will you?
-We're late.

You didn't want me to hear.
What were you up to?

Nothing. Nothing, trust me.

-Fuzz?
-Yeah.

-The Vietnamese girl, the witness.
-Yeah.

She's now saying the shooter
could've been a woman.

-When did she say that?
-I'll tell you in a minute.

Is it possible?

I don't see why not.

-I was gonna tell you.
-When?

As soon as I heard.

I thought the witness
was meant to come in.

She was. She's coming back.
She gave us a false address.

What are you saying, she's an illegal?

Oh, I see.

Now I get it. That's what
the wanker MP was doing.

I didn't promise him anything.

Oh, like hell.

You don't care that he was the husband
of our principal suspect?

Karen Mars? Was she a suspect?

What's the one thing everyone knows?

Every week on the same day
at the same time,

the same person orders
the same pizza with dope.

You don't think that person's implicated?

You don't think they set the killing up?

I have to be honest, I don't.

Needless to say,
you don't wanna prosecute the girl.

Oh, come on, be serious.

I am being serious.

If you'd have asked me, "How would
Kip react to a drugged-out illegal?"

I could've written the answer:
"How she always reacts."

This is little stuff, Nathan.
We're on a murder case.

Policing isn't scorched earth.

No, and it isn't doing deals.

I think it is doing deals.
I think that's exactly what it is.

I'm Kip Glaspie, this is Nathan Bilk.

This is the colleague
from the security services.

-Do you have a name?
-Sam Spence, MI5.

I'm here because we believe
there's a national security dimension.

Yeah, I think we've worked that out
for ourselves.

Always the same.

Police can't get a result on their own,
we always have to step in

and save the situation.

Like you did with Iraq.

They're really nice women. Truly.

Most of them.

-They all get along pretty well.
-Don't have much trouble?

It's a lot like a slaughterhouse.
You need to calm the animals.

They'll be down in a minute.

I thought you were bringing
an interpreter.

We're conducting
this interview in English.

My English not good.

Don't start this meeting with lies.

You're an intelligent woman,
you have money.

How you know that?

Stop all the boring acting

and this time tell us the truth.

Fatima...

we need to know everything that's
happened to you since you've arrived.

You say you've been working in a hotel?

-Yes.
-Why were you living in a garage?

We were hiding.

Hiding?

So you're saying your brother
was killed deliberately.

The bullet was meant for him.

Because?

-Because he knew something.
-What?

-He had papers.
-What papers?

Papers he found at sea.

What happened exactly?

Abdullah took over the boat.

There was a fight with the captain.
We had to look out for ourselves.

We had to find a way to survive.

What way?

No, I don't want to say.

I'm gonna tell you something.

You say you came through Turkey?

Yeah? Where?

Izmir, I'd guess.

Am I right?

I know Izmir.

I know Basmane Square.

I know every shop on the port
that sells inflatable boats.

I know where you can buy engines,
where you buy petrol,

where you buy life jackets.

I know where you buy balloons. Did you...

You buy balloons?

Keep your possessions dry, right?

I probably know the beach
where you landed on

and the beach where you arrived.
Was it Lesvos?

Chios?

-Samos.
-Samos, okay.

You're gonna have to tell me
something I don't already know.

We set out.

Yes.

The boat was overloaded.

There were too many of us.

And we were packed together.

I was worried for Mona because--

Because what?

Abdullah decided...

We did something.

There was a fight.

The captain was killed. That's all I know.

How was he killed?

I don't know, I didn't see.

Fatima...

I'm trying to make sense of this.

Did the captain have a gun?

Yes, I think so.

So, somehow... probably what you're saying

is Abdullah must've taken
the gun from him.

Abdullah was defending himself.
He had the right.

-He used the gun?
-And when we got to London,

they murdered Abdullah
because he had papers.

He knew who the smugglers were.

Oh, so, you can give us their names?

I can't.

No.

Bet you can't.

I'll tell you one thing.

One thing only.

They were English.

You're telling us
the people smugglers were English?

I don't think that's very likely.

It's true.

Englishman owns the boat,
Englishman runs everything. Everything.

Passports, trains, tickets.

This is A-grade service.

-You said you came from Aleppo?
-Yes.

You worked in a hotel before the city
was destroyed. Can you name the hotel?

The Baron.

I know the Baron.

What street is it on?

Al Mutakabbi.

No.

-Try again.
-I may have made a mistake.

Yeah, you did.

It's on Al Khandak.

No.

The Baron Hotel...

is on Baron Street.

Your whole fucking story is a lie.

You're no more Syrian than I am.

You lost your papers.

Please. We all know Syrians
automatically qualify for asylum.

Suddenly everyone's Syrian.
What are you?

I'm just a mid-level English racist,

but I do know the difference.

You're fucking Iraqi.

You have no right to asylum.

If you think you can blackmail us

by withholding information, you're wrong.

I don't trust you.

Not till I have papers.

A residence permit.
For me and for my sister.

That's not how it works.
Information first,

and then we'll consider.
And we don't do promises.

Oh, by the way, I don't believe
in your Englishman.

An English people smuggler,
and we don't know of him?

Then why was Abdullah killed here?

She's a fucking liar.

-She'll say anything.
-Didn't believe a word she said.

She'll say the Archbishop of Canterbury
is running day trips from Aleppo

if she thinks that'll get her a visa.

-They're all the same.
-Who are "they"?

You know perfectly well.

Her brother was shot in the street
because he knew the name of the smuggler.

What's your problem with that?

Who shot him?

We haven't even had 24 hours.

You people are utterly pathetic.

You've no balls.

You want to hand out visas like confetti.

You're not even police,
you're social workers.

They know that.

They'll hook you.

Tell you exactly what you want to hear.

Don't even know their real names.

Could be anyone.

Have you thought about that?

There's no deal
until she gives us the identity

of this so-called English smuggler.

Or until we find the killer.

Oh, yeah. Call when you do.

Here. You seem smarter than her.
Keep in touch?

Help us both.

[announcer] The 21:58 West Coast service
to Portsmouth Harbor

will be departing from platform three.

[announcer]
This is the final call for the 21:58

West Coast service to Portsmouth Harbor...

[train beeps]

now leaving from platform three.

What a depressing place.

Where?

Harlsfleet, of course.

What's depressing about it?

Doesn't bother you?

Why should it? It's clean, it's warm,
it's decently run.

What's your problem? You want them
all staying with you and Gerald?

if anyone does come to this country
to do harm, then I want them behind bars.

But I want the innocent ones
treated like human beings.

Oh, and you know
how to tell the difference, do you?

Not always.

But I think I'm better at it
than your new friend Sam.

Right.

Good night, everybody.

-Try not to be too late.
-I shan't.

Or drunk.

That's more difficult.

Good night.

♪ Bring me my bow of burning gold ♪

♪ Bring me my arrows of desire ♪

♪ Bring me my spear
Oh, clouds unfold ♪

♪ Bring me my chariot of fire ♪

♪ I will not cease from mental fight ♪

♪ Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand ♪

♪ Till we have built Jerusalem ♪

♪ In England's green and pleasant land ♪

Of course, not all of us can be
in Special Reconnaissance,

-can we, Chips?
-What's your point?

Well, Special Reconnaissance
is sort of an elite.

Special, you see.

Not for the likes of regular soldiers.

I mean, what you're doing
in Special Reconnaissance

isn't really what I'd call
soldiering, is it?

Because it's spying.

Spying's not soldiering.

It's girl stuff.

[Chips] Enough, Dyson.

Good time for a toast.

Ladies and gentlemen...

to the regiment.

The regiment.

[muffled screaming]

[knocking at door]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[grunting]

Please! Please!

Sandrine.

Sir.

The army's a hierarchical structure.

You think I don't know that?

I can have you out.

I know.

And I'd do it as well.

Interesting phone.

Has one number...

and one number only.

Why's that?

If you could just relax...

If I could just relax and what, sir?

Then you could get your phone back.

What is it you want, sir?

What do you like?