Messiah: The Promise

We'll interview the prisoners separately.

Don't worry.

I won't be far away.

- We'll call you when we finish. - Okay.

Gerry.

I'm your solicitor, Thomas Stone.

This is Dl Duncan Warren. DS Kate Beauchamp.

It's okay, Gerry. They just want to hear the truth.

- Tell them what happened to you. - What he alleges happened to him.

- We haven't got all day. - I know!

Oh, I want to.

Only you don't have to go back out there and face them.

Let them go!

Let them go!

Tierney.

Drop the knife.

Now close the gate.

Close the gate.

Kate.

Kate!

- Kate! - Come on, lads.

- Let's have her. - Move. Move.

- You're crazy. - You're the crazy one, Meti.

- Did you think I wouldn't find out? - You maniac!

Gerry.

- Gerry! - Let go of her!

Tierney has them.

If I'd known he was involved...

I grabbed the guy who had me hostage.

Next thing, Tierney appears.

He was going to cut her face. The gate--

The gate slams and Kate's on the other side.

It's not your fault, Duncan.

She doesn't know him.

She doesn't know what he's capable of.

Will Houseman, governor.

Mr. Houseman.

Tierney asked for you. Is that a good or a bad sign?

He asked for a doctor, which means there are already casualties.

Sir, this is Dr. Philip Ryder, registrar, St. Paul's paramedics team.

This is DCl Metcalfe.

No, no.

Until we know exactly what he wants, we'll play it his way.

Ask for Prisoner Tierney.

Tell him Red Metcalfe's here.

He can't breathe.

I need you to keep his chin up, his head back.

I've got a chest drainage to re-inflate his lung. My bag.

Scalpel.

I need you to hold him really still.

Which one of you is Tierney?

Red Metcalfe is here to see you.

Pace Tierney, DCl Metcalfe.

There's no need for introductions.

That'll be all Mr. Houseman, thank you.

Long time no see, Red.

Brought you some cigarettes.

I seem to remember that's the brand you like.

Well, that's a nice start but I gave up before the uprising.

- Do you want some food? Water? - No.

Thanks.

Looks like we've got ourselves a situation.

Bound up for so many hours, bad conditions, tempers flare.

You know how it is.

What can I do for you?

Nothing.

Well, there's one thing.

No one's to be punished for this, no criminal charges, no loss of parole.

Well, I'll pass it on.

I mean, you know-- Obviously, it's gonna take some time.

Well, I'm not as patient as I used to be.

I'll make sure the Home Office understands the urgency.

Maybe the Home Office requires a bit of pressure.

One hostage executed every ten minutes.

You've nine and a half minutes starting now.

Just give me a chance to talk to the authorities.

Come on, you can trust me.

We can solve this together.

It's good to see you again, Red.

No one's to be punished. No criminal charges. No loss of parole.

Or he starts killing hostages.

- What? - I'll have to speak to my superiors.

- I'm not authorised-- - You've got eight minutes.

Leo.

- Get up. Get up. Get up. Move it. - I've found you.

I'm warning you, Tierney.

- When this is over-- - What are you gonna do, Mr. Reeves?

- Move! Come on, move. - Okay. Okay.

Move. Come on. Move.

Come on, move.

Come on.

Tierney!

We go in.

This is Pace Tierney we're talking about.

It'll be a bloodbath. If the Home Office gets off its ass and cuts the deal--

Tierney didn't want a deal, he just wanted an excuse.

No matter what we promise him,

he'll play with Kate and then he'll kill her.

Maybe you're not the right person to make this decision.

I'm the senior attending officer.

Are you sure about this?

Seven minutes.

Officer Reeves.

Stop this, Tierney. Stop it now!

Tierney, stop it now!

- I didn't start it, you did! - No, Tierney, for the love of God!

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, whatever you want. Whatever you want.

I'll talk to the governor.

Please. Please. I'm begging you.

Please.

Only weak men beg, Peter Reeves.

Don't.

No, not me. Please.

Kill her! Kill her!

You heard the boy, Leo.

Red's gonna miss you.

No one will miss me. I have no one.

Please. Please.

Please. Please, please. I beg of you.

Help me!

Help me!

- Let her go! Let her go! - Hold it! Police! Stay still!

On the floor! On the floor, now!

Feel my fingers down here?

Now try wiggling your toes for me, please.

Wiggle your toes. Okay, okay.

All right, gunshot wound, left leg.

What the hell are they doing here?

We're the designated hospital.

Rapists, murderers, to the front of the queue. Is that our mission statement?

I have a transplant procedure to prepare for.

BP's quite low. Could you take over?

- You okay? - I have to find Thomas Stone.

- You should go home. - I'll arrange a car.

Not till I know he's all right.

Leave her.

She blames me.

She's not thinking straight.

Give her time.

Mustn't blame yourself, Red.

I don't.

- We hand this over. - A man died in that prison.

- This is a murder enquiry. - You have Tierney.

- Let someone else do the paperwork. - No!

How's Susan going to feel?

DCl Metcalfe?

Clare Fenton, hospital manager. I'm told you're in charge.

The Home Office requested

that the police take custody of the prisoners.

I want separate wards. Officers. Prisoners.

- I don't want them here at all. - We checked.

Most of the prison hospital wings are full.

The others aren't equipped to handle acute cases.

I can't just turf existing patients out without having somewhere to put them.

And there is a chronic shortage of beds.

If you need any help making these calls,

my team are willing to work with you.

- We need a room. - Right.

Well, if you could avoid interrupting

the day-to-day running of the hospital as much as you can,

your officers can use the back entrance past the building work.

What are you having built?

Nothing.

The building's sick.

Thank you.

Thank you for what you did in the prison.

Will he be all right?

He's going for surgery. We'll know better then.

How are you?

Well, they sent me home, which is crazy, I should be here.

Well, is there somebody you can call?

I know you told Tierney no one would miss you, but you must have friends?

Family?

He's gonna be in theatre for a while. Why don't you do as they say?

Go home. Get some rest. And come back later.

What are you doing there?

Come in.

Look who's here.

- How are you? - Okay.

- How's business? - Busy.

Always good for a good builder.

Do you want a cup of tea?

- Hot chocolate? - No, thanks.

- What happened to your face? - There was a riot in a prison.

- Are you all right? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes, Mum.

A cup of tea. That's what you need.

There was something about that on the news headline.

Might be some more.

Before I came to you,

did I live in the country?

No.

You can stay the night if you want to.

Your dad's using your room,

but I can make up the bed in the small bedroom.

I have to get back to work.

Apparently, the riot was triggered

after police went into the prison to investigate complaints frrom inmates

ofr alleged brutality by frellow prisoners and prison offiicers,