The Flight of the Eagle (Ingenjör Andrées luftfärd)

I'm pregnant.

You were a cute kid.

I'm excited, Helen. This is a new start for us.

So...is it mine?

I want to be a part of it's life and I want to be a part of yours.

Adam Perrin? Tell me it's not his.

Helen! Tell me.

I don't know. Why?

Why would you do this to me?

Please come home, let's at least try.

Do you know, Helen, right now I can't even look at you.

T. Everyone's nervous the first time. Be cool.

What's with the AC in this piece of shit?

No-one else is busting a sweat. S'all I'm saying.

Can we have some tunes on, or summat?

No tunes. You need to concentrate.

Yeah, lad, you want to join the crew, you've gotta do this.

Right, that's the one.

Why this one? She chose herself.

Right, do it.

Do it!

Take the shot.

Go, go, go on, drive!

There you go, Helen.

Thanks.

Come in.

Surprise!

Woo! Ah...you guys.

We knew you were going to try and sneak out quietly.

We weren't going to let that happen. Come here.

Right, how does this work? Hold on.

How do, how do we do this? Just...

There you go.

Oooh.

Are you all right?

Helen, is it the baby?

Shit, call an ambulance.

No! Surprise!

Oh, come on, I've got loads of hormones flying around.

That's really funny!

Thank you, Brian.

Ah, thanks.

Was that for me? Thank you.

So are you ready for all of this?

Maternity leave? Yeah.

I've read the manual.

The main thing is you just try and keep them alive.

No, it's... No, Adam. Let me take that.

It's... That's all right, come on.

Actually, yeah. Thanks.

Yeah...

Hello?

In here.

Hiya. Hi.

They threw me a party.

Yeah, I, er, I know, they invited me along.

Oh, you declined?

Well, I know how much you hate that kind of stuff. Yeah.

Who was there?

Oh, just the usual.

Right. This thing can't sit still for two minutes.

Well, it, er...

It takes after its mother.

Have you not eaten since breakfast?

No, but I've got a mountain of work to get through so I'm not...

Oh, I can, I can make something quick?

Yeah, yeah, all right. Something quick.

Yeah.

This is good.

Are you off this weekend?

Erm, 50-50, why?

We spoke about looking at houses

and I thought I'd set up some appointments.

Yeah, I-I don't know what I'm doing, I'm sorry.

We are going to have to get a bigger place with a baby.

Helen, babies are like this big, you know, they sleep in Moses baskets.

But the prams and changing tables and all the other crap that

we've yet to assemble, that doesn't take up any space at all.

So we're going to kill ourselves with a massive mortgage

because we're a little bit cramped? We can afford it.

Yeah, we can, if we never go out again.

We're having a baby, of course we're never going to go out again.

Have you spoken to the DCI yet?

About what?

About extending paternity leave.

No, I haven't, Helen. He's got more important things to think about.

And, do you know what, quite frankly, so have I.

More important than your child? My child?

Oh, let's hope so, hey.

Hey, Daddy's got a new job.

Shhh, but don't tell Mummy.

Ohhh...

All right.

It's started again with Paul.

The Adam hating?

He doesn't want to kill him any more,

which I'm seeing as progress, but...

It's just cos the baby's getting closer.

Maybe Paul is worried about how he's going to feel when he sees it.

He'll love it.

He'll be a really good dad.

I just want Paul to be there for me.

He will be.

He will.

Every time he looks at me it's like I've got whore written across my forehead.

Look, just go out together and have some fun.

It's a female conspiracy.

Is it bollocks! It's like shelling peas.

What?! Shelling peas.

It's all designed to make us men feel like we couldn't do it.

You couldn't. I'll tell you what, I got kicked in the...

In fact, Paul was there, he'll back me up on this.

This I have to hear.

I got kicked in the nuts by a guy with a machinegun.

We've all been there.

Er, are you seriously trying to tell me

that childbirth's any more painful than that?

Well, I'll tell you what, how about you come with me to the

labour and we'll use your arm to bite down on

and then we can gauge how much pain I'm in. There you are.

It's nature. Why would Mother Nature make it painful? You tell us.

Are you going to back me up here? You lost us

at shelling peas, Gaz, I'm not getting involved.

We're supposed to be partners! Godfather material? Yeah.

Godfather, fairy godmother...

I'm scared.

What of?

They say that having a baby puts a strain on a relationship.

Do you think we can handle any more?

Helen...

I wish things could be different too.

OK?

But they're not

and we just have to make the best of it.

I am so...

I'm so, so sorry.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

God.

Hi, it's Paul...leave a message.

Hey! You're late, call me.

Love you.

And again!

Helen, I'm sorry.

It's Paul.

So what was he doing there?

We don't know.

A bus stop, in Gorton, at midnight...

It must've been work?

We assume. What do his notes say?

He hasn't been writing them.

Since when?

Paul's movements have been a bit sketchy lately.

Sketchy?

We didn't even know he was working last night.

He told Gary he was staying at home.

There isn't anywhere you think he might've been that might explain...

Are you asking me if I think he was cheating on me?

Are you asking me if I think my dead partner was screwing around?

Is that seriously what you're asking?

No, Helen, not at all!

We'll get to the bottom of it.

Helen!

Manchester Metropolitan Police have launched a major

investigation following the death of one of their officers,

Detective Inspector Paul Hopkins.

Gary!

He was distracted.

Maybe it was the baby coming, I don't know.

Distracted...how?

A lot of time away from the office, vague explanations,

I tried talking to him about it but he just batted it away.

We all have times like that though, don't we?

It's a stressful job.

So what was he working on?

Don't know. They're checking. Well, you're partners.

So were you.

Did he tell you everything?

What was he doing in Gorton at a bus stop

when he has a car?

If you start torturing yourself with questions you're going to get ill.

You need to grieve. Look after yourself and the baby.

Are you all right? What's up, T?

What's that you're looking at?

Oh, it's just the news.

Right, bro, you need to forget about that now, it's done.

Right? C'mon.

Easy, about that shooting...

You passed the test. You smashed it, bro.

He was a police officer, he had a kid on the way.

So? That's one less fed, bro...

They're not just going to let us kill one of their own.

The feds don't know nothing,

they don't even know where to start looking so, as long as you

keep that shut, and that means no fucking pillow talk,

we'll be sweet.

All right, just relax.

OK.

Right, so, Wave and Mikey stay in the car,

they handle first contact with the cat.