Our Girl

4 Moving on to better things

Tell me again.

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

Let's just get married.

I'm down for it.

I'am a British citizen...

being held hostage and will be executed

at sundown tomorrow if all Al-Shabaab fighters

are not released.

That one white hostage, yeah, it should put us on the front page.

The situation has escalated.

We're soon to be joined by special forces.

How can I possibly send you out on this?

It has to be me.

If they knew that I was a soldier, they'd behead me.

Lance Corporal Georgie Lane.

Be prepared to die? Paradise awaits you, brother.

Praise be to Allah.

Primary recovered. Repeat, primary recovered.

"Stay alive, no matter what occurs. I will find you.

No matter how far, no matter how long it takes.

I will find you."

Daniel Day-Lewis, Last Of The Mohicans.

Yeah, I know where it's from.

Bruising but no laceration. Need to get you checked out, though.

CT scan and X-ray for you.

Yeah, I'm fine. I can take a punch.

You can give one and all.

Where we going?

Mombasa.

Medical and de-brief.

Is your vision OK?

No, I can still see him.

4 Memories lie

You're significantly dehydrated.

Let's check your levels once we've got some fluid into you.

You might want to check my bloods as well.

I haven't passed urine for 12 hours.

OK.

I'm a bit bloody relieved to see you in one piece, Lane.

Well done.

I'm proud of you.

You must think I'm an emotional wreck.

What, you think I don't cry?

Look, I'm sorry about what happened to Kicki.

The thing with our job is,

we can't unsee the things we've seen.

And I've seen.

Was it as hellish as I can imagine?

Oh...I just don't understand how people can be so evil.

When you speak to the psychiatrist,

you must properly unload, OK?

What, don't you think I will?

You'll say you're fine and you want to get back to work ASAP.

Yeah, well, I am fine.

I rest my case.

What does that mean?

It means, don't go giving it all "I'm fine".

Please, tell them everything.

You might end up with the psychiatrist in tears.

Sobeit.

- You want to talk to him? - No.

Why him, boss?

- It wasn't my call, Lane. - Can you imagine how I felt?

Our first priority was to get you back safely.

Well, the second priority is to tell him to go.

Seriously.

Did Abu escape?

The British guy?

Welcome back, Georgie!

Lads! Come with me.

Missed you.

Stop making it weird, man.

Not too shabby, eh, Lane?

- It's a completely safe zone. - We expecting trouble?

Stay alert, stay alive. It's not just Al-Shabaab sympathisers.

- Pirates work this coast, too. - Yeah, right!

They are not eye-patch pirates, Lane.

They're just called pirates.

Basically make their living robbing ships on the high seas.

But some rob, kidnap and kill tourists, too.

Everyone has to make a living, I guess, boss.

There's always a price to pay for paradise.

You all right? Look who it is.

- After you. - Thank you.

- Hello! - Hil

Come on, then. Where have you been hiding, you little skiver?

What d'you do, Lane?

Whine at the Al-Shabaab like a Scouser till they let you go?

- She isn't a Scouser, Monk. - I'm a Manc, Monk.

If you're not on the tube, you're all Northern to me.

Monk would have sang like a canary

at the first thumbscrew.

I waterboarded my mate with lager.

So, you lager-boarded him, then?

- Brilliant to have you back. - Aw... Thanks for that.

Stiffy Klaxon.

Aw, Kingy. Hi.

Welcome back to the fold, Lance Corporal.

Come on then, boss, can we start drinking?

No, still on duty.

R & R doesn't begin until Lane finishes her debriefing.

Then we R & R together.

One in, all in, yeah?

- That's correct, Monk. - Easy.

Uh-uh.

No.

No.

Kenyan security are monitoring borders.

So, he's still in Kenya?

Almost certainly. Lying low in a safe house,

not knowing who to trust.

Well, he'll be aware that we have covert agents

embedded in Al-Shabaab cells.

We know where he is? Or where he might be?

How many white converts have we got floating around?

We are aware of how urgent the current situation is.

You hold the most significant of all intel.

You can identify the entire cell.

Not just Abu but his superiors in their chain of command.

I didn't have much time in their ops room.

But enough time to see detailed plans of this shopping mall.

After what happened in Nairobi in the Westgate Mall...

That's why you need to be as precise as you can be

so we can identify the target.

I saw photos of a, erm...

..abird, I think. Poppies...

You think a bird?

Yes, sir. A statue. But I'm not 100% sure.

I saw, erm, Google images.

Aerial photographs printed from an Internet type of thing.

You'd definitely recognise him?

Intelligence suggests he's from London.

Yes, sir. I's London.

Video surveillance from Kenya and the Somali border

is being scrutinised for white insurgents.

He will be found. It's just a matter of time.

Exactly. Time.

We need to get him before he gets us.

I'd recognise him, sir. Without a doubt.

Never forget those eyes.

Stop.

Is it him?

Obviously he looked different. He...he had a beard.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Yeah, it's him, sir.

Who is he?

Jason Raynott. Born north London.

University of Manchester.

Converted to Islam as an undergraduate.

Last known whereabouts, flew from Heathrow to Ethiopia

on a tourist visa on 14/4/2016.

No trace since.

We're getting somewhere, Lane.

- Got you. - At last

Oh, the connection's so bad here.

No, no, I can see you. Fantastic. Are you OK?

Yeah. Yeah, you know me.

You had a full check at the hospital?

- Yes, everything's fine. - Level's stabilised now?

Hm, honestly, I'm fine, I'm fine.

I'm as normal as I've ever been.

Your text from the hospital said they were taking bloods?

Yeah, well, that was just, you know, a precaution

because of the dehydration.

Did they put you on a saline drip?

Yes, as soon as I got to the hospital.

- Any headaches since? - No. I'm fine.

Get them fo send me your blood results

so I can get them fo a hospital here.

Stop fussing. I'm fine.

Right, tell me, tell me, you know, how is everyone?

Tell me how you are.

We've been at panic stations.

But I can see you, so it makes me feel a whole lot better.

Yeah.

I'm so looking forward to getting home now.

I bet You look tired.

Thanks.

I heard about your... your fellow hostage.

I hope you didn't have fo see any of that

Thank God they got you out.

Those boys who rescued you, they...

they... they know what they're doing, huh?

We owe them a pint or three.

Well, knock me down with a feather.

Did you sort this out? So you could be in the room next door?

Because that is really fucking creepy, and 100% you all over.

That vein thing on your forehead's happening again.

- What? - Remember?

Whenever you cry, that vein thing pops up.

Yeah, well, I'm not crying so don't flatter yourself, OK?

- Listen, Georgie... - Elvis, no.

You won't even give me one minute to explain, will ya?

Raisins! Can you do me some chips?

- Oh, this bacon is... - Get in my belly.

- Look at that. - All right, lads?

- Georgie, fill your boots. - What we got?

Better than that slop you were having as a hostage.

Most of what I had was better than rations.