Down Cemetery Road

Contact! Gunshots!

- Run, Tommy! - Come on!

Downey! Run!

Hey!

- The fuck? - What?

I thought I should learn to defend myself, considering the company.

No, no, no! Fuck. Give it to me.

The plugs are still in.

Blow your fucking arm off.

Wasting fucking ammunition.

- All right. - Someone could've heard it.

Get in and drive.

And drive where exactly?

Looking for this?

Fuck.

Stop fucking playing games.

I'm sorry?

I'm not the one playing games when Dinah's out there being used as a pawn.

You haven't got a clue what you're talking about.

What do you intend on doing once you've had your big shoot-out?

What? Keep on running?

What kind of life is that for a five-year-old?

And what if your plan fails?

Then at least I tried!

Look, why don't you do a deal or something, you know?

Turn yourself in if they promise to hand her over. Like a hostage swap.

Hand her over to who?

- To you? - No.

I don't know. Just haven't…

Haven't you got family or something?

You still haven't got to grips with who we're dealing with, have you?

They will keep her alive as a tethered goat for me.

And then they will kill her.

Well, then turning on this phone is the only chance we have

to find out where she is.

Okay.

Do it.

Got a shitload of missed calls from A.

Do you know who that is?

No.

Call back.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Yeah.

I'm sure.

- Pick up. - Come on.

The light has shone on you tonight

But I'll go walking through The darkened streets alone

And fall asleep with a smile

Saving my pennies 'Cause the oracle told me so…

I've learned to trust my head to turn

Fuck sake.

Yeah. If the…

If the early bird catches the worm, then I'm your worm.

Hi. Thanks for coming so early.

Right. No worries. I'm a morning worm, so…

Yeah, well. That's a good thing. Come on in.

It's in here.

You didn't have to clean for me.

Well, you know, thought I'd make a good first impression.

So this is a booty call.

Oh, God. Sorry, I thought we were riffing.

Sorry, what?

Deeply flattered though I am, Wayno,

this is more of a job interview situation.

Yeah. I-I was just checking,

'cause you know, you wouldn't say anything on the text,

- so… - Yeah, no. Okay.

So, what do you know about cracking laptop passwords?

- Online or offline? - Offline.

Well, I mean there's a range of attack approaches depending on the situ.

You could go…

You could go brute-force, dictionary, mask, spidering, SQL injection.

- You still talking IT? - Yeah.

Okay. Well, can we go for brute-force? I like the sound of that.

How… What's that require?

Just the right hacking software,

- and then trial and error. - Uh-huh.

How long it takes depends on how strong the password is.

Okay. So you've done this before obviously?

But it is not rocket science.

Hello, Dinah.

You all right?

Where's the…

The, you know, the nurse lady woman?

Nurse lady has got a name.

It's Steph. All right? It's Steph.

Dinah, can you tell the man what you said to me, please?

- I want my mummy. - Of course.

Well, how's teddy? Is he okay like you?

I am sure he is.

Do you wanna go get your book for me?

How long have we got to be here?

It's so cold.

And there are mice.

- Rats. Huge rats. - So?

There we go.

Is that Dottie the Dinosaur?

That's my son, Milo's, favorite book. Yeah.

I'm a little dinosaur, tall and stout.

Here's my wings, and wait for it…

here's my snout.

It's funny, isn't it?

Will you go read on the bed for me, Dinah?

Yeah, sorry, you've got a kid?

Where are Dinah's mum and dad?

Why are we here?

Her mum is…

You know, you are there in a safeguarding capacity

until the reason we put her there has been dealt with.

- Thank you. - And when will that be?

And where is she gonna go after this?

Imagine that she was your child.

Oi, are you listening?

The kid needs to eat.

And we need toilet paper.

- Really badly. - Yeah, can we go get some?

No, you don't leave under any circumstances.

Just…

use newspaper.

Well, we…

we can't make a kid eat newspaper.

Not for the kid, for…

I'll get in touch with my guys in the village, and they'll bring you supplies.

He's gone.

Yeah. Thumbs fucking up, Hamster.

You won't see me again.

Well, it was nice knowing you.

How long were you and your husband together?

A lifetime.

Were you still in love?

That's a really personal question, Wayne. Could you focus on the task, please?

- Yeah, sorry. - Thank you.

Yeah, it's just…

It's just that I never have been.

At least not like…

where the other person loves you back.

Yeah.

I just don't seem to progress in the old…

romance academy.

It'll happen.

You wait. Just don't expect a bolt from the blue.

Sometimes it just creeps up.

Oh, shit. I think I'm in.

Do you know what you're looking for?

Maybe. Try that.

Click on that one. Downey's file.

"Sergeant, Royal Bicester…

Initial symptoms showed burning, muscle spasms, breathing difficulty…"

Jesus.

What is all this?

This is the reason my husband was murdered.

This is what those bastards were up to.

- They were lab rats. - That's brutal.

Wait. That…

Look. That looks like the tattoo on the John Doe in the morgue.

Yeah, look, these…

These burns, they look chemical.

I've seen it on bodies before.

We had this farmer who spilt a gallon of anhydrous ammonia all over himself.

It was grim.

Somebody is trying very hard to make sure this horror show doesn't get out.

They murdered Joe 'cause he was getting close.

- Sarah's next. - Who's Sarah?

She's the person who dug my husband's grave.

And much though I'd like to give her a shiny shovel to dig her own,

finding her and the bloke she is with

is my best chance at getting back at these bastards.

Don't you look at that anymore. It's just fucking horrible.

Can you open that? I need to see what's on that video.

- Can you unlock it? - Yeah, I can try. Again, it depends on

- what software they're using-- - Don't care. Just copy it onto that.

I gotta see a doctor.

Help yourself to any food and drink.

Well, actually, not that there is any, unless you like cat food.

I think Betty's fucked off for good.

Hold on. Am I meant to just…

stay here, or…

So that one or… Oh, well, it's gotta be the pink, isn't it?

- Look at that. Lovely, lovely. - It's quite nice with it. Yes.

- Is that spring wind? - That one? No, that's jasmine.

- Absolutely lovely. - I'll order some.

Oh, gosh. Bit embarrassing.

You've caught me focusing on absolutely essential government issues,

like picking out throws and smelly candles.

Vast improvement.

The previous Defense Secretary's decor was a touch Gulag.

Well, I think the less said about my predecessor the better.

- Had his moments. - Did he, though?

Nothing like a reshuffle to shake things up. Come through.

This is my superstar Special Advisor, Cheski.

You don't mind if she sits in with us, do you?

- Of course. - Here.

Now, look. I am aware that we are at rather different ends

of the transparency and accountability spectrum.

Now, I tell everyone everything, and you… you're a little bit more Kate Moss.

Sorry?

Never apologize. Never explain.

I see.

I believe that quote comes from the Duke of Wellington.

It was Benjamin Disraeli actually, but who cares.