Trinity

Richard... He's dead.

Charlotte's father Richard was my colleague.

When he left the Project, he swore never to reveal what he knew of our work.

We, in turn, promised to protect him and his family.

You have no idea what the Dandelion Club stands for, how much it matters!

I'm resigning.

When the Student Rep resigns, the position passes to the runner-up in the election.

It's Charlotte, and she has the power to abolish the Dandelion Club.

Dorian, I'm calling the plebiscite. Sorry?

I do. I love you.

Gabe, I'm sorry, I can't.

Dorian, don't do this! I can't let you abolish my club.

Dorian, don't do this!

Take me home. I really sorry, Mads.

You killed their envoy? Have you gone utterly mad?!

He was threatening to harm Richard's daughter.

And so what? I made Richard a promise.

Oh, you and Richard! Have you told them?

Not yet, no. What will the Americans do?

I have Lancelot. He's making excellent progress. I am valuable to them.

Edmund, you are the guardian of the Dandelion Club

and the Club is vital to the next stage of the Project.

Soldier or no soldier, they don't want to see you've gone off the rails.

You killed their envoy! You're my superior. Couldn't you talk to them, argue my case?

Oh, I get it. You mess up and I take the bullet.

Fine. Fine. Lose the body. I'll talk to them.

You stupid cock!

Know what these are? They're called Cheerios. I eat them every morning.

They're a good source of fibre and, though I shouldn't admit it,

I love the fun shape, as well.

Would you just let me go!

If I let you go, you'll go to the meeting this afternoon

and abolish my club. I'm sorry.

Maltravers wants me to keep you here until after the meeting, and that's what I'll do.

They'll find me. Once the Warden discovers I'm missing,

she'll search the whole college!

Which is why I am texting your friends right now.

"Having fun with Dorian. See you after council."

One to your black friend... and one to your mad friend.

There! Right, now, guess my next task.

No idea. OK. I have until mid-afternoon to persuade you

that we are still an item.

Are you insane?! I didn't say it was going to be easy.

Really excellent cereal.

'Then our instructions are clear?' Quite clear, yes.

'Edmund has served the Project faithfully for many years.

We accept this incident was a moment of madness.'

You will make amends. 'Yes. Of course.' Guard the Project.

Loitering in the corridor? Ah, Warden.

Do you know, I woke up this morning with this excited feeling just here.

What could that be, do you think? Menopause (?)

What did you say? I said, "I don't know the cause."

You've lost, Edmund. Charlotte's going to get rid of the Dandelion Club

at this afternoon's council meeting. Two o'clock - don't be late.

Well, you owe me, Edmund. Standard practice in these situations is to have you killed.

You mean it's fine? It seems they're prepared to overlook it.

Thank you. As you said, you're valuable to them.

With that done, this plebiscite...

You instructed Dorian to hold the girl? Mm. Sure no-one will find her?

I'm quite sure. Keep it that way. The Project depends on it.

Oh, and Dr Cooper...I thought I'd come down to the labs again,

look over Lancelot. Of course.

Well...back to work.

Theo?

You're here?

That Rupert got a bit fresh with you, so I stepped in.

Carried you to bed. You wouldn't let me leave.

Why are you so nice to me? Maybe I like you.

Only like? What, you want the full confession?

A week ago, you left me an answerphone message...

Yeah, well, I wouldn't take that too seriously.

I listen to it. Quite a lot.

So, billion-dollar question: did we erm...?

Are you serious?

You were off your face.

Right.

Could we...?

Well, you know, since you're asking...

Rosalind!

Don't like to burst in on you like this, but I come bearing gifts.

I thought you wouldn't mind.

Er, Theo, this is my Uncle Lord Ravensby.

You have to go.

Theo, get out.

My trousers... Just get out.

Rosalind!

Hey, it's the last day of term.

Didn't wanna to miss it, so I thought, let's get so stoned we can't move!

How did it go with the Korean babes last night?

Ah, they were on fire - hot Oriental fire. Like...dragons!

So, you wanna do something, then?

No. Thank you, though - but I'm not interested.

So I recommend you spend the day with your Kung Fu babes instead!

Hello. Raj, it's the end of term!

If we don't see each other today, then we won't see each other for ages.

Well, boo-hoo (!) Er, sorry?

Think I wanna hang out with you?

You are inane, Angus. You're a stoner and a doofus!

I'm not! You remind me of those American comedies

where two gormless idiots hang around together all the time

and have stupid conversations. Except you hang out with me.

Or you used to (!)

Hasta luego...doofus!

It's all right, you can change in front of me.

You have a lovely figure.

You are to wear that dress when they pick you up.

What? Your wedding's been brought forward.

A car will meet you later this afternoon...

..to take you to the airport.

Where am I going?

China, as it turns out.

When am I coming back?

You said the New Year.

You told me it wouldn't be until the New Year!

You knew it was coming. What difference does a few weeks make?

I am marrying a man I do not know on the other side of the world

and you won't even give me a reason!

You're frightened, I know,

but Rosalind, you're a Gaudain, and with that name come obligations.

What if I say I'm not doing it?

Sorry.

I'm sorry too.

But when this was arranged, I had no idea

you would grow into such a beautiful, intelligent young woman.

Such a waste.

If you try to run, we will track you down.

OK - on with the day.

Oh. You don't usually knock. Can I have a word?

The plebiscite? May I...?

Now, Angela, you and I haven't always seen eye to eye

and I know I can be a bit of a brute sometimes,

but the Dandelion Club is my life.

Now, I'm an old man and...

those boys - they are the nearest thing I have to a family.

Emotional stuff (!)

Be reasonable. Edmund, your little "family"

- currently admitted on the basis of birth and wealth -

they have twice the funds I have

and they have private control over certain rooms.

The Dandelions can change. Can they?

Yes. What is it you want? Working-class members? Women?

Wouldn't that defeat the point of the Club?

Why do the Dandelions matter so much?

What are you afraid of me finding out? I don't know what you mean.

Yesterday, I offered you a deal: you tell me what you're hiding

and I'll call Charlotte off.

You're a lonely old man. And you know what? You deserve to be lonely.

I'll see you at two o'clock. Please... Are you begging me?!

Edmund, it's not going to work.

You know, I think of us rather like Romeo and Juliet.

Two star-crossed lovers born to rival families.

Dorian of the Dandelions. Charlotte of the...Warden lefty...swot club.

Though our houses are at war, our love shall prevail.

We will live happily ever after, just like Romeo and Juliet.

You're an English student! Romeo...?

What?

We only had one week... and it was wonderful.

I'd give anything to have back that sweet, funny, considerate Dorian.

Only problem is, now I know he was just a lie. He never really existed.

He does exist! It's me. I'm him!

Yeah? Then prove it! How?! Let me go.

Bloody hell!

Ah, dude! Hello, sucker. I haven't come here to talk.

I thought, now we're not friends any more, we should divide up our things.

So I want my kebab. Eh?

Last week, we were at the kebab van and you didn't have any money,

so I bought you a kebab, and now I want it back.

I'll get you the money. Not good enough. I want the kebab.

What you talking about? I ate it. I want the kebab, Angus.

Well, you cannae! OK, then.

Well, then, I want the stash. Dude, that's our communal stash!

Uh-uh, Angus - MY stash! You owe it me because of the kebab.

Do the math! No, you do the maths!

Give it back, doofus! You give it back, virgin!

Betrayer! You went off with those Kung Fu babes, just left me behind!

Ow!

Aah!

Aargh! Waah!

Look at what you've done!

I don't care. It's only weed. It doesn't matter!

It's just leaves on a carpet fallen from a bag split in two,

like our friendship!

What's like our friendship? The bag or the leaves?

The bag! I don't know what the leaves equate to!

Raj!

Hello, Lancelot.

Invulnerable to chemical and biological weapons.

Superior in hearing, sight, strength, stamina... This could be the one.

A magnificent achievement. You're a good servant of the Project.

Now, a private matter... just between the two of us.

This dead envoy - the Americans are not happy, not happy at all.

But you told Edmund - I know what I said.

Today is vital in more ways than one.

I need Edmund on top of his game, looking after the Club.

Meanwhile, you and I have to make amends.

Amends?

How many people have you killed, Cooper?

I make it eight. Ross Bonham, of course.

Then, before that, there was Sebastian, Benedict...

Don't say them! What do you want?