Last Light

Previously on Last Light...

Andy, you know Farooq.

But I'm gonna see to it that you

and those samples make it to the lab in one piece.

Looks like there's some sort of problem with the petrol supplies.

It looks like everywhere.

I need to get back to Laura.

- Come, come. - Come on, take my hand, come on.

I just received intel. The British power grid's failing.

Elena, I need to know that you and Sam are safe.

So, they're not just taking out the oil.

They're taking out the infrastructure associated.

I'll go see if we can find a way through, okay?

Lucas!

Come with me.

Baby, come on. Come on.

I'm friends with your father.

Get on.

Climate change will impact

every aspect of our lives.

Access to food and water,

the emergence of climate refugees.

For decades, we've known this.

The politicians have ruined our cities,

divided us at every chance,

waged endless wars for no good reason.

They have no true interest in solving the problem.

There is still too much coal in the ground,

too much oil.

Rare earth metals waiting to be mined for half-solutions.

As long as there are billions to be made,

the problem will remain unsolved.

The only solution is to rob the vultures of their meat.

We take their money.

The politicians warn of a ticking clock

while the clock ticks on and our world becomes more diseased.

They continually push the day of our reckoning back

again and again.

No more.

We are the reckoning.

We are the clock now and time is up.

We are Apocalypse Watch.

We'll be safe here.

Here, drink this. It'll help.

He was looking for the oil samples.

Who the fuck is doing this?

The gunman on the road. The lab.

The only people who knew we were in both of those places

were Khalil and Farooq.

And we know Khalil is clean.

No.

No.

Out in the desert, when we were attacked, he supported us.

It was only once he came to, he realized our attackers were dead.

But I know him.

I've known him for years.

I'm sorry, Andy.

Right.

I got to get out of here.

How do we get back to the UK?

London's working on getting us air transport.

Yeah, well, they need to work faster.

- Yeah, it's not that simple. - I don't know where my wife and kids are!

Let me use that sat phone.

Network's down. Look, Andy, right now, I need you focused on this.

No, I'm not doing anything.

Not until I know where my family is.

- There is a lot at stake here, okay? - Listen.

Whoever the fuck you work for,

you need to get on the phone to them and make it happen.

Because I'm not gonna even open that laptop

until you promise me that you're gonna find my family.

- And get me a ride home. - Okay.

Okay.

Someone help us, please! Someone, please. He's been shot.

I need a gurney!

Don't worry. It'll be all right.

That's it.

That's it, that's it, that's it.

Let me have a look.

Okay.

Right. Open Trauma 2.

- I'm so sorry, Owen. - Not your fault.

I don't know what's going on. What that freak was doing there.

He knew things about me, and about my dad.

Miss, I'm sorry, please go to the admissions desk.

They'll have forms for you.

I'll be right here.

Okay, step up, baby.

Step.

Follow me.

We are just in here.

Shit.

What? What is it? Have you found something?

No.

What's the news on my family?

None, yet.

Is the network up and running on that sat phone?

I'm sorry. Civilian use is not authorized.

Mika, it's one call.

I need to know that they're okay.

I can't break protocol.

Protocol?

Are you fucking serious?

The world's about to end and you can't break protocol?

I'm sorry.

Yeah. You have five minutes.

Mum?

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Sam.

I'll be out in a minute.

Service is still down, so...

You should eat.

We really should go.

I have some food.

You've been incredibly kind, but we need to get home.

- Sam, don't scratch. - But they itch.

- Can we eat? - Sam.

Please, Mum. I'm hungry.

- We'll eat when... - When?

When will we eat?

Yeah, okay. Okay. Okay, you're hungry.

I'm sorry. Yeah, let's have some food.

Let's have some food. Good idea.

Put this down.

Okay. All right, there's a table here,

there's a chair right in front of you.

Feel?

Okay, good.

Piece of shit.

Hello?

- Hello? - Laura?

Dad?

Oh, my God.

I've been trying to reach you.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah. I'm okay.

Where are you? Are you with Mum and Sam?

No. No, I'm stuck in Luzrah.

I haven't been able to reach them. I was hoping that you had.

No. No. I haven't at all.

So you haven't spoken to your mom?

Shit.

Okay. Listen.

I need you to do something for me.

I need you to go to my office.

- There's a manila folder in my safe. - Okay.

The combination is your and Sam's birthdays.

And the building security code is 27...

Wait, hang on, hang on, hang on.

Give me a second, Dad.

- All right, go. I'm ready. - 27, 45,

91, 31.

You got that?

- Yeah, got it. - 27, 45...

Dad, I've got it. It's, like, four numbers.

Okay.

I need you to scan that and email it...

Laura?

Dad?

- Laura? - Dad, yeah.

Yeah, I've got you, sorry.

I need you to scan that document and send it to me.

And, Laura, listen.

There are some people after me.

And it could be dangerous for you too.

Okay?

I don't trust anyone else.

But please, just be careful.

Laura?

I'll be fine. I'll be really careful.

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't really, really important, sweetheart.

I'm serious.

Be safe.

Be quick.

Dad, what is this document about?

Just get the documents, get to the house and wait for me there.

Dad?

What's in that document, Andy?

What are you not telling me?

That is what I'm trying to find out.

How long have you lived in France?

Almost six years.

And do you have family with you?

My son, Ben Salim, is with me.

He is all I have left.

A missile struck near my home in Damascus.

Took my husband and daughter.

I couldn't bury them.

I had to flee the terror to save my son.

During our escape, the smugglers took all our money.

We crossed from Turkey to Greece on a makeshift boat without life jackets.

In Italy, we were beaten by the camp guards.

Since then, we have been waiting here,

piled up like animals.

They have destroyed a large part of my life.

They will not have my soul.

We are all in God's hands.

What about you? That man who died?

He was a friend.