Departure (2019): Season 1, Episode 5 - Grounded - full transcript

-Previously:
- The DNA checks out.

He was the man in the raft.
- And-and were you able to find

any link to anyone named Moses?
- No, but he worked in aviation.

- Was this one of the people
that was trying

to get into the cockpit?
- Yes.

- A ruling of pilot suicide
would completely eliminate

the aircraft manufacturer's
liability.

- So who are you working for,
Ms. Freeh? MI5...

or Windsor Aeronautics?
- That's no stink bomb

you put in the back of his car.
- What do you mean?

Kendra! Move away from the car!



- Apparently
it was Malley's son,

but we've got our own man
out looking for him.

(sirens blaring)

(sirens blaring)

- What have we got?
- Male, 18. Head trauma.

Multiple abrasions.
B.P. 145 over 92.

- Let's get a central line.

- Driver says he dove
in front of his car.

(muffled chattering)

- A.J.! A.J.?

Is he going to be okay?
- He was clipped by a car.

No broken bones but there are
signs of concussion.

I've ordered a CT scan to check
for brain hemorrhaging.

Can we step away for a moment?



- Yeah. Sure.

Sure.

- We have to consider that this
may have been a suicide attempt.

- No.
- The paramedic said

A.J. jumped in front of a car.
The majority of suicide attempts

are tied to mental illness.
I have to ask:

Is there a family history?

- Yeah. His, ah, his father...
schi.... schizophrenic.

- And your son: any behaviours
consistent with his father?

- He's been behaving
a bit erratically recently.

Paranoid.

He was on the phone
with me earlier;

he said that somebody
was after him.

- After the CT scan,

I'd be remiss if I didn't
send A.J. on to the psych ward

for evaluation.
- You really think

that's necessary?
- I do.

- Okay.

(sighs)

- Spoke to
the responding officer.

There's no CCTV
where he was hit.

He's going
to be okay, Kendra.

- What's going on here?

- You've suffered a shock.
I'm giving you a mild sedative.

- It's okay. I'm here.
- You suffered a shock.
- No, you don't understand.

- Sh! Sh! Stop.
- Get away from me.

I saw them. I saw them.

On my computer.

- Saw who, sweetheart?

(musical theme)

(cellphone ringing)

Hi, Howard.

- How is he?
- [Doctors are doing CT scans]

and checking for
brain hemorrhaging.
- Oh, dear God...

I'm so sorry. Please take
all the time you need.

[We-we can move someone
from your team to take charge.]

- Look, I, ah, I-I just need
to see how A.J. fares and...

- Now, I know this is hard,
but you'll need to step away.

- Meaning?
- [Well, your son planted]

[an explosive device
in Bartok's car.]

It will no doubt lead
to criminal charges.

- Well, there must be some kind
of explanation for it, Howard.

- [Well, perhaps,
but you must see that it will]

damage the credibility
of this investigation.

- I'm sorry, Howard.

- In the meantime,

keep well, soldier.

[Take care of your son.]

- Thanks.

- Stay.

Stay as long as you need.
- No, it's okay. Go.

Go solve this thing.

(cellphone vibrating)
- Did you find it?

- I searched the car.
It's not in there.

- CCTV shows him coming out
of the tube with his backpack

5 minutes before you found him.
He must have dropped it

somewhere close,
so keep looking.

- How long do we have
to recover the black boxes?

- My algorithm estimates
18 hours

before the wreckage sinks
to the bottom of the trench.

- And any luck
with Hoffman?

- Ah, per BGA's personnel files,
he was consulting

on a routine upgrade.
- No social media presence?

- No. As far as we know,
he never made

any Twitter posts
or Facebook posts of any kind.

- He likes gaming, though.

His username is Hoffmaster69.

- I don't see
how that's going to help us.

- Hi, everyone. By now,
you've all heard about Kendra.

A sad turn of events, indeed.

But we promised her
that we'd push forward

and, in that spirit,
Levi will take her place.

Please, brief the team.

- Right.

Given all the information
we have,

our investigation will focus
on Captain Richard Donovan,

who planned it and trained
for it on a simulator.

- I have one problem
with your theory.

Where did the hole in the side
of the plane come from?

- We're still looking into
whether Donovan

could have committed sabotage
from the cockpit,

or the avionics bay.
- You don't have an explanation?

- Not yet. But, the point is,
Donovan's state of mind--

- Guessing at a man's state
of mind is not evidence.

- But, in order to believe
that Captain Donovan

was not responsible,
you'd have to believe

that his last words to his wife,

"Maybe you'll get your wish
and I'll die," a coincidence.

The flight simulator
in his lock-up...

A coincidence?
And look at this.

This was sent by a passenger
to a relative.

That is First Officer
Arthur Delaney

and Flight Attendant Leah Sims
trying to get into the cockpit

moments before
the transponder goes out,

just as Madelyn Strong...

...described.
- Captain Donovan,

can you let me in?
Open up.

- Donovan had, indeed,
locked the crew out.

The only conclusion
that makes sense

is that Captain Richard Donovan

committed a deliberate act
of mass murder.

- ...amphetamine,
calcium blockers,

beta blockers.
So far, all negative.

The puncture is unusual,
but without evidence

of a foreign substance,
we can't conclude foul play.

- Wait. You said before that,
uh, you gave Madelyn

something to stabilize
her heart rhythm, right?

- Hm. Amiodarone. Why?

- Could that induce
heart failure?

- Well, I suppose,
in a large enough dose.

- Test for that. Please.

- There you are.

- What are you doing here?
- Getting bandaged

after our little scrape
with death last night.

What? You're surprised
I use the NHS?

I support public health.

How's your boy?

- It's too soon to tell.
- Hm.

- Are you, uh...

You going to press charges
against him?

- This is the second time
your son has attacked me.

- I know. It's... it's been
a very difficult year for him.

- He lost his father.
It wasn't for him,

we'd both be dead.
And besides, this?

Nothing compared to Sokutsk.

- What's Sokutsk?

- It's the town
where I came up
as an aerospace engineer

manufacturing
commercial aircraft.

I was, uh, conducting
an engine test.

There was an explosion.
- You look all right to me.

- Oh. When I take my shirt off,
you will be quite appalled.

- So, um, if you're not here

to press charges against him,
why are you here?

- Like you said:

my reputation can use
a little rehabilitation.

Now, my team
has been trying

to arrange the dive
for the black boxes,

but your side
keeps putting up a wall.
- Yeah... Howard removed me

from the investigation.
- Removed you? Why?

- My son's attack on you
is seen as an embarrassment.

- You English are embarrassed
by almost everything.

Well, perhaps I should send
the submersible down myself?

- You can't do that.
TSIB has to control

the chain of evidence otherwise
the results will be invalid.

- I see. Well, then,

I will leave it up to you
to find a way.

(sighs)

- You think Daniel Hoffman has
something to do with the crash?

I'd be dead
if it weren't for him!

- Did you notice what he was
doing during the flight?

- He was on his laptop
the whole time.

Uh... I...

I can't remember
exactly what he was doing.

- Did he ever leave his seat?
Approach the cockpit?

- Stop there, sir.
- What's this?

Why are they suddenly here?
- Ali...

- Do you remember that thing
I wasn't at liberty to discuss?

Madelyn, this is going to be
hard for you to hear...

but I don't think your father
died of a heart attack.

- I don't have it yet.

- [Find it fast. And whoever
comes looking for it,]

[take them out. But no kills.]
- Okay.

- Kendra!
- A.J.!

- Mom?
- It's okay.

It's okay. I'm here, darling.
It's okay.

Are you okay?
- Huh.

Did you find the video?

- What?
- Kendra has nothing.

She'll have to go along.
- Where did you hear that?

- In the video.

I sent it.

- You... you made that video?

- They're going to kill me.

- Who's going to kill you?
- There's more about it
on the laptop.

It's in the cemetery.

Between the woods.
You need to go get it.

- You just stay here, okay?
- Okay.

- Kendra?
- [Dom!]

[I think someone tried
to attack A.J.]

- What? Why?
- [The video of Janet.]

A.J. made it. He's the one
who hacked my email.

- Jesus.
- [There's another recording.]

- Well, what's on it?
- I don't know. A.J. says

he left it at Charlton Cemetery.
I'm making my way there now.

- Well, I'm coming with you.
- [No, no.]

I need you to come back
to London Central Hospital.

Just stay with A.J.
- Kendra, I--

- Please, Dom. I have to go.

- I love you too.

♪♪♪

(muffled screaming)

♪♪♪

I have to remember.

- Stop stressing yourself,
Maddy.

You told them everything.
- No, maybe I didn't.

Memories don't just leave
your brain when you forget.

Sometimes the right trigger
can bring them back.

- Right, I get that.

But this guy's telling us
your father was murdered

and you were the real target.
It's completely insane.

- Is it?
- Don't do this to yourself.

- It's just killing me
that the last few times

I spoke with my dad
all we did was fight.

He died saving my life, Ali.

- Between the woods,
between the woods.

-Thanks. I appreciate it.

-So, do they know

how our call was recorded? Hm?

-Apparently,
it was Kendra Malley's son.

The little shit gained access
to her webcam.

The police are looking for him,
but we'll find him first.

-Use a different man this time.
-It's fine. He made sure

that his face
wasn't seen on any cameras.

I made sure that the CCTV
was turned off

in Madelyn's room.
-He didn't finish the job!

-He will. I'll make sure of it.

What?

You don't approve?

What?

You don't approve?

- Hey, A.J. I'm Dom.

I work with your mum.
She asked me to come by.

How you feeling?
- Been better.

- I bet.

Look, your mum said that someone
tried to attack you.

Did you get a look at him?

- He's kinda tall.

He's black and muscular.

- Is that him?

- Yeah, that's him.

- Thanks, A.J. You did good.

(cellphone vibrating)

(muffled exclamation)
[Kendra?]

[Kendra, are you alright?
Can you hear me? Kendra!]

(cellphone vibrating)
- Yes?

- What do you want me to do?
- Did she see anything?

- Probably.
- Make it look

like a mugging gone wrong.

And for Christ sakes,
burn the bloody computer!

(honking)

- Kendra!
Hey, hey, wake up, wake up.

(coughing)
That's it, just breathe.

Breathe, breathe.
(mumbling)

What?
- Moreau...

- Moreau?
- Moreau's in on it.

- Hi, A.J.

- Aunt Gillian?

What are you doing here?

- Your mom told me
you were in trouble.

- I made a mistake, yeah.

- We'll get through it, okay?

We'll deal
with the consequences--

- Why didn't you tell me
about my father?

- What do you mean?

- I thought it was my fault.

- C'mon, A.J. Let's go.

C'mon. It's going to be
a great weekend.

- I don't want to go.

- Look, we're family.

- You gonna let go of me?

I made him mad.

- We're going!
- Man, leave me alone!

I'm sick of your shit
all the time!

What's wrong with you?
- Just leave him.

Let him stay. It's okay.
- I should've gone with them.

- I'll talk
to your dad, okay?

It'll be fine.

Hey, we do love you.
You do know that, right?

♪♪♪

- You told me
it was an accident.

You and Kendra both did.

- I'm sorry
we weren't truthful, A.J.

- Why weren't you?

- My God...
This attacker...

He took the laptop with him?
- Yes, Howard,

but I-I know what I saw.
Moreau and Janet conspiring.

Threatening A.J.
- Are you certain?

- For Christ's sakes, Howard,
a man just tried to kill Kendra!

- Without the video...

I mean,
if we took this to the police,

Moreau would throw an army
of lawyers at us and...

No, no, no; we need more.
- Like what?

- This all started when they
tried to have Madelyn killed.

Now, why would they do that
unless she witnessed something?

Howard, we need to hear
what happened on that flight.

We need to get hold
of the black boxes.

- You're right. I've been
pursuing the Royal Navy.
They've agreed

to divert the HMS Albion.

There's an unmanned submersible
on board.

- How far out?
- 12 hours. 14, tops.

- That's barely enough time
but it's possible.

Thanks, Howard.

- Let's nail the bastard.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

- The movie stopped.
They all did.

There was a computer glitch
or something,

just a few minutes
before everything went bonkers.

- Maybe you should just rest.
- No, Ali, stop!

Stop trying to protect me.

There are more
than 200 people dead

and I'm here, I'm alive.
I'm the only one.

Don't you find that crazy?

- I find it miraculous.

- I survived for a reason.

- Gillian!

How is he?
- MRI's done.

There's no hemorrhaging.
- Oh, thank God.

- He knows about Gavin.
- You told him?

- He overheard
some things you said.

- Hey...
- Did you get it?

Did you get my computer?

- About your dad--
- I just want to say

that I never meant for it
to go that far. Right?

- Yeah, I'm-I'm just relieved
that you're okay, sweetheart.

But promise me you will never do
anything like that again, okay?

- I won't.

- How did you even know to break
into that MI5 lady's computer?

- I didn't break
into her computer.

I sent a Trojan to one
of your email groups.

The only guy
that clicked it

was someone
named Howard Lawson.

- Well done, soldier.
- You don't approve?

- Why?

(indistinct mumbling)
What happened?

Kendra?

- What did you tell them?

- That the navy is coming

to save the day.

♪♪♪

- All right.
All right, thanks, mate.

My source at the Royal Navy says
the HMS Albion isn't anywhere

near the coordinates.
- Of course it isn't.

Howard's in on it.

- Well, by the time they realize
that no ship is coming,

the fuselage will be
at the bottom of the trench.

And the evidence
in the black boxes will be gone.

- Well, you've finally
done something right.
- How dare you.

- Your computer
was infected, Howard.

That's how
he recorded us.

Because you clicked
on the bloody attachment.

- How could he
do that to us?

That day when...

when he came to see me,

he knew that I was vulnerable.
- I need you.

- That I'd be easy
to manipulate.

- You knew what was at stake
when you signed on to this.

- I did not sign on for murder.

- You said she'd be compliant.

You said
that you could control her.

You failed.
It's all on you, Howard.

- Kendra is not
your sacrificial lamb.

You do anything
with her again

and I will expose
the entire damn charade,

so help me God!

- I made the wrong decision
and now I've put my...

I've put my son's life
in danger.

- No. Kendra, you saved him.

Just like you saved him
a year ago.

And Howard may have
manipulated you

in the beginning, but you made
a choice to come back.

We wouldn't have found Madelyn
without you.

Come on,

we can still do this.
We can solve this thing.

But we need you to do it.

(sighs)
- What's happening here?

- I think we might
have found something; a defect

in the forward R2 switch.
- Which means?

- Right.
Under certain circumstances,

a faulty switch could cause
the cargo hatch motor

to activate on its own.

So, if there was a-a power surge
at 35,000 feet,

the cargo hatch
pries open mid-air and...

Pfff! Boom.

- Could Donovan have
triggered that from here,

in the avionics bay?
- I mean, it's hard to see how.

- We're concluding
pilot suicide, so let's
find a connection, please.

- Levi, come on.

There's a solid metal bulkhead
between avionics and cargo.

Donovan would've had no way
to get there and,

what's more, he didn't need to
to crash the plane.

- Theo, our job is to come up
with the best possible theory

given the evidence available.
- Yeah, that's right.

Not the other way around.

The theory
can't drive the evidence.

(cellphone ringing)

Sorry, everybody. Excuse me.

- Of course.

- Hey, Dom,

I was just about to call you.
Uh, yeah,

the-the email I forwarded you?

It's from a researcher
at King's College.

Says he wants to talk
about Hoffman.

You want me to go where?

- Are these really necessary?

- Moreau knows
what took down Flight 716

and he's enlisted
Janet and Howard to cover it up.

- And now that A.J. and I
saw them conspiring,

they're after us as well,
so, yeah,

they're necessary.
- It's crazy but it explains

why they're so eager
to close out the investigation.

- Why would Howard do
something like this?

- We had an acronym back
in counter-intelligence: MICE.

Money, Ideology, Coercion, Ego.
Take your pick.

- It's definitely not money.
- Then why?

- Ego?
- Is Levi a part of it?

Think that's why
Howard put him in charge?

Look, we should go
to the police.

- We can't,
we don't have enough evidence.

And if Janet's involved,
then who else

in the law enforcement
can we trust?

We have to find
those black boxes.

- With what? Howard was lying
about the navy ship

and we can't use
Bartok's submersible.

- Maybe we can.

-My understanding
is that the TSIB

has moved their focus away
from mechanical factors.

-In other words, Mr. Moreau,
you're saying there's nothing
wrong with your aircraft.

If that's the case,
was the pilot at fault?

-I have full confidence
in the TSIB investigators,

whatever they conclude.
And, might I add:

British Global Air has never,
and will never,

compromise on safety.
- Moreau,

you world-class bullshitter.
(cellphone ringing)

Hello?
- [Hi, it's Kendra.]

How would you like a chance to
repair that reputation of yours?

- I'm listening.

- Well done, Levi.

When do I get to look
at the full report?

- Well, two weeks
should be enough time.
- Well, I promised the Ministry

that we'd be done
by the end of this week.

- Why so soon?
- Well,

because the case
has gone on long enough.

We need a clean resolution.

- What if we can't match
the hole in the fuselage

to the pilot suicide theory?
Do we still issue the report?

- I don't see why not.
- If Donovan wanted

his aircraft
to disappear in the trench,

he'd have no need
for explosive decompression.

- Donovan was
a very disturbed individual.

I doubt
if we'll ever know

what was going on
in his mind.

So, let's not draw attention
to it in the report, all right?

- Understood.
- Excellent work.

- Sir.

(door closes)

- So, this academic just
contacted us out of the blue?

- Yeah. He says he used to work
with Daniel Hoffman at BGA.

- Right. Who else
knows we're here?

- Just Dom.
- Good. Just hope

he isn't wasting our time, eh?

-I ran into Hoffman...

at Heathrow a few weeks back.
We decided

to meet for a coffee after
he returned from New York.

But when he stopped
responding to my texts,

I figured he must've been one
of the passengers on 716.

- So, uh, you worked
with him for BGA?

- Yes.

Hoff was brilliant,
but a bit eccentric.

- He was your friend?
- We were friendly.

To be honest, I think
Hoff's only true friends

were his online gaming buddies.

- So, um, what kind of work
did you do for the airline?

- Oh, we were
safety consultants.

Part of various Red Teams

that tested
for aircraft vulnerabilities.

- What kind of vulnerabilities?
- Many things.

I was on one team,
he was on another.

The teams
never discussed details,

so as not to bias our results.

But I do know
Hoffman's specialty

was systems
integration software.

- So are you saying that he was,

uh, test-hacking
the onboard systems?

- I don't know for certain,
but I do remember

Hoff had numerous disagreements
with management.

- Such as?

- He was adamant

that the vulnerabilities
were real.

Management thought that
his concerns were overstated.

- And who won?
- I don't know.

I left before the disputes
were settled.

One more thing
I need to add:

uh, he said
when he returned to England,

he'd be doing lectures
on airline security.

Said he had
something huge planned.

- Well, anything specific?

- No. I was going to ask him
more about it over coffee,

but I suppose
that'll never happen now.

- Look, uh, thank you very much
for your time. No, it's okay.

We'll see ourselves out.
- Oh.

- Aircraft systems operate
independently from each other

precisely to guard against
the possibility of hacking.

- Yes. That said,
950's are all fly-by-wire.

There's more integrated systems
than any other aircraft

in history. I mean, a hacker
would need insane expertise,

but in theory...
- How coincidental is it:

Hoffman ends up
on a BGA flight that crashes

after being a thorn
in their side for years?

- A little too coincidental.

- Have we searched
Hoffman's residence?

- That would have been
Janet's purview.

- Wait, wait, wait.
Dom's closer.

Let me get him onto it.
- Okay.

- Thanks, Doctor.

- Find anything
at Hoffman's flat?

- No. Janet beat me there.
- Right. So we've got nothing.

- Not quite.

That was Derek Strong's
pathologist.

He died of something
called Amiodarone.

It's what they gave Madelyn
to stabilize her heart.

An overdose of Amiodarone
causes heart failure.

- So Madelyn
was the true target.

- The orderly would have been
using a drug that was already

in her system --
less cause for alarm.

- Except Derek got in the way.
Have you seen the test results?

- It's official.
Madelyn's father was poisoned.

- Your aunt told me
what you said about your dad.

- How bad was he?

- No, A.J., your dad...

he was a wonderful man.

He was kind, honest...

And he really loved you.

Now, he-he had
an illness and...

Sometimes he just...

He refused
to take his medicine.

And when he used
to yell at you for no reason,

that wasn't him talking,
that was the disease.

That day when...

when he drove off the road...

He didn't take his medication
and if...

I told him to take it,
but he just refused.

When he sped
towards the guardrail...

...I knew
he wasn't going to stop.

I'm sorry, A.J.
I was just...

I was just too afraid
to tell you.

- Well...

I knew
something was wrong;

the way he acted.

The way-- the way you acted

after the accident.

Can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- Do you think
I have it, too?

- I don't know.

But if you- if you did,
I'd help you.

Okay?

♪♪♪

- It's on.

- The conclusion
will be official

in a few days.
Everything's been taken care of.

- Good. I had a chat
with our mutual friend.

I need to know
that the Malley issue

is under control, Howard.
- Oh, oh, dear God.

- What the hell
is he doing here?

Shit!

- It's good to see you,
Mr. Lawson.

Ready?

I am Pavel Bartok...

the chairman
of Bartok International.

I am here to announce
that I have agreed

to lend
my deep-water submersible

to the Flight 716 investigation.
As we speak, it is diving down

into the Atlantic
to retrieve the black boxes.

Some on the internet
are alleging...

- [Approaching one-five-zero.]
- [Be advised]

[depth is one-five-zero metres.]

- [Deep Rover,
Topside, copy one.]

- Is this what I think it is?
- Yeah.

- However, to avoid any doubt,

I have relinquished
total control

of my submersible to TSIB,

thus ensuring
chain of custody

remains unadulterated
from beginning to end.

-[So far, so good.]

-[Good tracking at this time.]

[Permission to proceed
to bottom.]

-[Proceeding to target.]
- This was, in fact,

Mr. Lawson's idea.
You know, my sub,

normally it lays
fiber-optic cables

across the ocean floor, but...

he convinced me

that the technology could serve
a far greater purpose:

bringing closure

to the families
of Flight 716.

- Any comment, Mr. Lawson?

- Well, I hope it works.

- You knew about this,
didn't you?

- [Visibility is better
than expected.]

- Don't you want to know
what really happened?

(indistinct radio chatter)

-[HP-02, 2700 psi.]

[LBO-2, 1-1-0...]
(cellphone vibrating)

- Hello?
- [I did as you asked.]

How did you know
he would go along?

- Ego. Howard would never
lose face in front of a camera.

- Good luck with the dive.

-[Target on sonar,
bearing one-eight-zero.]

- [Bulkheads: two-five-zero.
Repeat: two-five-zero.]

(indistinct radio chatter)

- [Depth approaching
niner-eight-zero.]

[Target estimated
one-five-zero range.]

[Target on sonar
bearing one-seven-zero.]

- [Approaching target
visual range.]

[Depth is one-three-zero-zero.
All systems functional.]

- [Copy three-five-five.
Repeat: copy three-five-five.]

(indistinct radio chatter)

- [Approaching target.
Two-zero meters.]

(indistinct radio chatter)
- [Topside...]

I hope you're seeing this.

- [Standing by for sonar.]

- [Fuselage is largely intact.]

-[Target sonar reading...]
- There's a hole.

Maddy was right.
- Mm-hm.

-[Floating target
bearing one-seven-zero.]

♪♪♪

- [Moving in
to get the black boxes now.]

♪♪♪

- That's Hassan Esmaili.

- Bloody Iranian Mossad agent.

- What's he doing
in the captain's seat?

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

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