Down Cemetery Road

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your conductor speaking.

Just to remind you this service will be nonstop to Glasgow.

That's nonstop to Glasgow.

Thanks, little brother.

All right then.

- Ticket please, madam. - Yeah, yeah. Sure.

- Thank you. - Okay.

This seat taken?

- Yeah. It is actually. - Doesn't look like it.

If you see something that doesn't look right,

speak to a member of staff or call the British Transport Police on 61016.

- See it. Say it. - See it. Say it.

- Sorted. - Sorted.

That looks like a free table.

Finally.

- Excuse me. - No, my fault.

- Over here, hon. - This okay, hon?

- Sorry about that. - It's fine.

- How you doing? - Pretty good, thanks.

- How are you doing? - Not too bad.

- Uh-huh. - Not too bad.

You'll feel a lot better after that.

- Gosh, it's busy tonight. - It truly is. Yeah.

- I'm Julia. Hi. - Hi.

- Nice to meet you guys. - I'm Shelley.

- And I'm Bob. - Hi, Bob. Hi, Shelley.

- And… - Andy.

Andy. Hi.

Nice to meet you.

- Are you on a special trip? - Oh, yeah.

We are on the trip of a lifetime to the Scottish Highlands…

Beautiful.

…because of Bob's ancestry.

No, no.

We can trace his lineage all the way back to William Wallace.

- You're kidding. No. - If you look really, really hard.

Like through a microscope.

- Okay. - Shush, Bob. No.

That website, you know, was very clear.

Oh, my God.

Do I spot Bananagrams?

- Yes. - Yes?

I couldn't tempt you to a game, could I?

- I don't want to intrude or anything… - No, no.

- I'm game. - Sure. No, we'd love to.

- Really? That's so kind. Thank you. - Sure.

I'll warn you, though, I'm a real demon.

- Really? - I can play all night.

Fine by me.

- Here we go. - Andy, sorry…

Would you like to join us?

No, I'll watch.

Right.

- Let's get into this. - Yeah.

- This is so exciting after so many years. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I can't tell you. - Really? Gosh, I bet you…

What?

Ella and me used to fight over this stuff when we were kids.

- That is disgusting. - Give it back.

Thank you.

Do you think we're close?

I don't know.

No.

To finding Dinah, not…

I hope so.

Okay.

I'll take the first shift.

Shifts?

Yeah. We're not on a camping holiday.

- Banana! - Oh, my God!

- No. Seriously? Not again. - Yeah. Oh, yeah.

- I can't believe it. - Every time.

Oh, goodness me.

Oh, gosh. No, I'm sorry. No, it's time for us to turn in, folks.

Jet lag's really catching up with us.

Oh, no, no, no. The night is young.

Yeah, but I'm sure as hell not.

We are wiped out.

Okay. Julia and Andy, pleasure to meet you.

And you. Thanks very much for the game.

- Not at all. We enjoyed it. - You're welcome. Okay.

Sorry, would it be okay if we take a photo?

Yeah.

Yeah, we are making an album of friends we made on our travels, so…

- Of course. - Allow me.

- Thanks, Andy. - No, no. You should be in it too.

I hate having my picture taken. Please.

- Okay, yeah. Let's scoot in here. - Okay.

Oh, bananas. Yeah, okay.

Everyone say, "Braveheart."

Braveheart.

Did you get it?

Yeah, great.

- Thank you, Andy. - Yeah.

- Thank you. - You're so welcome.

You know what? I guess I'll turn in as well.

I don't wanna drink alone.

Very wise, Julia! Very w… It's a slippery slope.

It is. Sure is.

Yeah.

- Good night, Andy. - Thanks, Andy.

Good night. Pleasure. Pleased to meet you.

- There's a man asleep here. - Bye.

- Yeah, watch yourself. Hold on. - I know.

We had a few too many tonight.

Add it to the jetlag, not the best.

- Do you know your room number? - Yeah.

Yeah, I got the key here.

It feels further. Oh, no. Yeah.

- This is… - Here we go.

- This is us. - What's your room like?

Just like all the others, I'd imagine.

Yes.

Is everything okay, hon?

You just seem a little antsy.

No, no, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Just the whiskey.

- Yeah. Probably. - Yeah. Good night.

- Good night. - Yeah, I'll see you in the morning.

Yeah. Not if we see you first.

Good night.

Excuse me, sir.

Everyone, you need a reservation to be in this compartment.

Tickets, please.

All back to your allocated seats, please.

- It was empty. - Come on, we're in trouble.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, madam.

- You can't be in here. - Sorry. Sorry.

- Sir, sorry. You have to leave. - Move.

What the hell?

Hey!

Sorry. Wrong cabin.

Are you having trouble finding your cabin, sir?

Yeah, sorry.

Is this not carriage E?

- No. It's this way. - Right.

- A few carriages down. - Okay.

Terrible sense of direction, me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Thank fuck.

What?

- Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine. Fine.

Where are you? That's not my house.

I wanted to be somewhere

where the Internet traffic won't be filtered,

so I came to a gaming café.

I'm booting in from my own operating system.

But even if there is anyone watching, I'm on a proxy chain.

Plus, I spoofed my MAC address.

Okay, good for you.

What's going on?

So I've decrypted those videos we found.

Just to warn you, Zoë, it's horrific.

Like, think of the most horrible thing you've ever seen and then add a bit more…

- horrible. - Okay.

Anything else?

Yeah. Before I press send,

you got that VPN active that I put on your phone?

Yeah, yeah.

I need you to find out exactly where the doctor went in Scotland.

Well, I could try to geolocate his messages.

That sometimes works.

Right. I'm sending you the first clip now.

Wayne, I got to go.

Stay low, Tommy!

That's one of ours!

Incoming!

Incoming! Incoming!

Get it off me!

Get it off me!

Help me! Someone help me!

I'm burning up!

Distance from tracker, 91 miles.

Fuck this.

Michael?

Downey?

Michael?

Fucker.

Fuck.

Fu…

Fucking little shit.

Fucker.

Fuck.

I don't know. Look, we just need new dog biscuits or something,

because his poo really stinks.

It smells like…

Well, it smells like dog shit.

Yeah, okay. Yeah. No, no, no, it's fine.

I'll pull a sickie and get him to the vet or something.

- Malik. - I'll call you back, love.

Yeah. Okay, bye. Bye-bye, love you.

Put the turds down and get in.

Yes.

Yeah. Come on, Nigel. Let's go.

This way.

Come on.

- Sir, I've got my… Yeah, right. - Not the dog.

- Yeah… - Larry.