Temple (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
- Are you back at the hospital?
- I'm in a new job.
- What is that place, anyway?
- A clinic for people
- who don't want to go into the system.
- Criminals.
I know the kind of trouble I'm in.
But I've got a baby on the way.
Jamie has a generous heart.
But sometimes he needs to impress
other people.
- You idiot.
- I'm sorry.
- Why have you been avoid me?
- I haven't.
I've been really worried
about you, Dad.
- We tell her.
- We can't though.
What we're doing here
is illegal, Daniel.
Promise me that you're gonna let me go.
All right, I promise
You got involved with me
because you needed me.
- Why though?
- Because I can't give up.
I won't give up.
Beth. Beth!
What kind of progress
have you been making?
Not enough, to be honest.
Show me.
- Hey, Suzanna.
- Dr Milton.
- Americano.
- Please.
Did you get your oven fixed?
You remember? Yeah.
A friend of my sister...
The husband of my...
Never mind, it's complicated.
But he came.
I got it fixed for free,
so I'm very happy.
- Great.
- Yeah.
- Cake.
- Mm-hmm.
- See you soon.
- See you, bye.
Dr Milton.
- Mr Simmons, how are you?
- Yeah, not bad.
You're certainly looking better
than last time I saw you.
- Well, that won't be difficult.
- True.
So, what brings you back here?
I'm... Well, I actually...
came to see you.
- See me?
- To give you this.
- Oh.
- As a thank you.
And to have a few words with you,
if I could.
Sure, sit down.
If you want to discuss global warming,
I've only got a minute.
- No, it's nothing like that.
- Or economic collapse.
- Although we had fun chats.
- I was sure you thought I was nuts.
Far from it. A lot of what you said
made a lot of sense.
I thought so, anyway.
Well, I appreciate that.
Cos a lot of people would disagree.
A lot of people are
pretty narrow-minded.
That's true.
And, well, that's kind of part
of why I'm here, to be honest.
I thought, you know,
you being the opposite kind of person,
you know, the more open-minded kind,
you might respond to a proposition.
- A proposition?
- A small one, yeah.
I'd love it if you didn't say anything
until I've laid the whole thing out.
OK.
See, I'm looking for a surgeon
to perform a procedure
on an acquaintance of mine
who, for various reasons,
doesn't wanna go
through normal medical channels.
Now, it'd be a complete one-off.
I'll provide the tools or equipment
you might need
as well as a secure and private location
that I have access to at any time.
So the when of the thing
would be up to you.
The patient would pay you 5000 pounds
in cash for the service and...
It would be illegal.
Well, I'm not sure it would be,
actually.
- Really?
- No.
Let's say it's something
I wouldn't be comfortable with,
so I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to decline.
- Why?
- I just told you why.
- I thought you was open-minded.
- Open-minded, not foolhardy.
Mr Simmons,
I don't know you very well,
but my advice to you would be not to get
involved in that kind of thing either.
Now, I'm sorry to run,
but I told you I only had a minute.
Thank you very much for this.
And it's genuinely good
to see you looking so well.
His name's Cormac. I think he's Irish.
So, what does he have?
Some sort of facial injury.
- Does he say what kind?
- He wouldn't.
Great.
I gotta drop by the office at ten
for a strategy meeting,
so is 12 all right?
- Yeah, that's fine.
- Great.
By the way, what's happening
with your friend?
- Jamie?
- Yeah.
What do you mean?
- Well, when's he going?
- When's he going?
- Where's he gonna go?
- I don't know. Who cares?
- I care.
- He shouldn't be here, Lee.
But I'll tell you what,
when your friend leaves,
I'll tell my friend to leave.
How about that?
Hi.
Hi.
- I didn't expect to see you today.
- No, I know.
I had another look at these last night,
and it's actually given me another idea.
- OK.
- So, what if we went back
and used her original stem cells
to generate new support cells.
Unaffected by the disease.
Exactly. And transplant those
into Beth instead.
- Think it will work?
- It's kind of unknown territory,
but I think it could.
It's gonna take time.
- How much time?
- I'm not sure.
But given that I already
have a full-time job...
Right.
Well, let me have
a think about that.
Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.
- If this works,
how the hell are you
gonna explain yourself?
- To who?
- To whoever.
To Eve, the police.
I mean, her parents.
I don't know. I'll cross that bridge
when I get to it.
Listen, Anna.
Thank you so much for doing this.
It's not just you I'm doing this for.
Oh, shit.
- You're late, Lee.
- Sorry.
He's always late.
- No, I'm not.
- Where were you? Building an ark?
Very funny.
- For the flood.
- Yeah, I know what for.
Bit of focus, guys.
Nigel, that's everything in yours, yes?
- Yes, yes.
- OK.
- I'm sorry.
- Any requests in yours?
Well, there's one
that came through on the 17th.
- About the sports centre?
- Mm-hmm.
And have there been
any issues at all with that?
Lee, I couldn't talk to you
for a moment, could I?
Sure.
Is everything OK?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, in your life.
Of course.
Yeah, everything's fine.
So then there's no reason
for your persistent tardiness.
Is there?
- No.
- OK.
In that case, know that
the next time you arrive in late,
a serious conversation
will have to be had.
- Do you understand?
- Mm-hmm.
- Because it's disrespectful.
- OK.
- To everybody.
- It's not gonna happen again. I promise.
Well, the proof will be
in the pudding, won't it?
It will be in the pudding.
All right. Have a good day out there.
Thanks, Jeremy.
All right.
You Cormac?
How'd you guess?
Yeah, I don't like it,
I have to say, but I get it.
- What?
- The blindfold.
You need to protect
your secrecy, right?
- Oh, exactly.
- Secrecy's very important,
and there's a reason I'm in this van
as opposed to a fucking hospital.
From experience, anyone who wants
your personal information,
they're gonna use it for something
that's not gonna be
in your own best interest.
You know?
Does that sound crazy?
I think it's completely sane, mate.
No, you know, that's how it works.
Increasingly so, which is why this
cash transaction we got going here,
as soon as we get under the ground.
And it doesn't help that I have
several warrants out on me now.
- For what?
- Wouldn't you like to fucking know.
Suffice it to say, you don't ever want
to fuck with me, yeah?
- Are you gonna?
- Fuck with you?
- Yeah.
- No.
Then I think we're gonna get on OK then.
The looks he'd give her, the way he'd
laugh at what she said, all fascinated
like, "Oh, really? Oh, wow," I knew
the fucker wanted into her briefs, so...
- What are you doing?
- With a wound like that,
there's a risk of sepsis, so...
Right. What's that?
It's when the infection gets
into the bloodstream.
Mr Glover-Brown, would you
transfer that to a vial please?
Sure.
It's just a precaution.
OK.
You were saying...
- What was I saying?
- You knew he wanted into her briefs.
Right. So I called him on it, the prick.
He denies. "I don't know what
you're on about. You're paranoid."
You know, fucking with me.
So I hit him a slap, then he hits me.
And a fight breaks out,
at the end of which,
I'm pounding him into submission.
And out comes this knife
he had hidden on him,
and slash, man,
behold the fucking result.
Right.
And, who did the stitching for you?
A cousin of mine.
He regretted it though.
- Your cousin?
- No. He did the best he could.
Mulligan, the dude I was fighting,
his fatal mistake.
He had no idea what I was capable of.
Take note.
Of what?
Of what I'm capable of.
- Which is what?
- A great fucking deal, man.
A great fucking deal.
And how did your girlfriend
feel about all this?
No, she wasn't me girlfriend, man.
She was just a chick whose briefs
I also had a yen to get into.
Are we done? Actually, do you mind
turning that fucking music off?
I hate that easy listening shit.
No, that's, that's fine.
- Not everyone likes it.
- You offended?
No, not at all.
Sure you can put it back on
when I'm under. You putting me under?
- Yes, if that's OK with you.
- Sure, get me fucking muley, especially.
And I have to tell you, Sebastian,
my heart is crushed.
- You have no idea.
- I do.
- Do you?
- Of course I do.
I just don't understand how that fucking
idiot could have done what he did.
I mean, shit.
This is all I got
to look forward to now
for the next however many years.
I'm not gonna get laid,
at least not by a woman.
I'm not gonna see United play.
- You got a TV here, though, don't you?
- Not live though.
- Right, right.
- Not for real, you know?
What's his name?
Jamie Harris.
- Where's he live?
- I don't know.
I don't know where he lives!
Then stop your fucking crying
and tell me what you do know. All right?
You're doing great.
Keep looking me in the eye.
OK, so he's gonna come at you
with a punch there,
you're gonna strike away there and...
What?
- The groin.
- The groin. How hard?
- As hard as I can.
- As hard as you can.
Not half strength,
not three-quarters strength.
This is your time to hurt him
and get away.
If you don't hurt him,
he's gonna hurt...
- You!
- Exactly. Well done.
Cracking well, Vanessa.
Next week, ladies, bit of homework.
Go around your house or your flat.
Go into the kitchen, bathroom,
a shed, if you've got one.
Find three items that you
could hide inside a handbag
to use as a weapon against your
attacker. All right? What, Kelly?
- What kind of a weapon?
- Stabbing.
- Stabbing?
- Strangling!
I don't... You surprise me. Yeah?
Excellent work, ladies, all right?
I'll see you next week.
And remember, stay safe.
Now go get your bags.
Was that missed call meant for me?
- Yeah. Can we meet?
- I don't... I don't know.
Please, Keith.
- I'm in a bit of trouble.
- OK, when?
- All right, Lee.
- You off?
Yeah.
Is Anna here?
- No, why?
- Oh, just asking.
- Well, she'll be back later.
- Oh.
- Don't leave him alone.
- I know.
I mean it.
He's not the kind of lunatic
we want around here.
- What if I need to go out?
- You don't.
But what if something comes up?
Should I use restraints?
- What would come up?
- I don't know.
Just stay with the guy.
It's only a couple of hours.
All right, fair enough.
- OK, I'll see you later.
- See you.
Long time.
Long time.
Absolutely.
- You're serious?
- Yeah, I am.
- Jesus.
- What?
I say...
you're still too devoted to him.
It's unhealthy.
- Yeah, I know.
- Well, you know...
and yet you expect me
to help you with something that...
whatever, encourages that
by me going back out
and doing the kind of shit
I swore I was done with.
- Yeah.
- Nah.
- Why?
- Because no.
Keith.
What can I do to win you over?
What I want you'll never give.
- What is it that you want?
- You know what I want.
Same bloody thing I always have.
And that would do it, would it?
All right, well...
say that I was open
to what you're proposing, in theory.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Well, then, in theory,
I'd be open to your request.
OK.
Show me the list.
What's his name again?
Jamie Harris.
All right,
and these are his friends.
- Potentially.
- What does that mean?
Well, Sebastian didn't know him
all that well.
These are no more than guesses really.
Are you saying we could be
intimidating innocent people?
Possibly.
OK.
- You see the serial number?
- Mm-hmm.
You see how the next one then
is one number higher?
Right, yeah.
So if they know
the first and last number
of this particular batch,
which they will,
they're gonna know
every number in between. You get me?
- I think so.
- Which means every note which you spent
can be spotted and traced
right back to its point of sale.
- Shit.
- Yeah.
So you can never spend it.
I don't know, man, a gang of actual
thieves wanting to, like, chill with me.
It was sort of amazing.
And one day, asking me
to do a job, I was like, "Yes."
And offering me an equal amount
of the proceeds,
I was like, "Absolutely, mate."
I could imagine, afterwards,
going to Michelle
and being like, "Darling,
tell your mother we're moving out."
- She's a bit of a cow?
- She thinks I'm a loser.
- OK.
- So yeah.
That was a major incentive too.
Just getting out of there
and getting a place for ourselves.
Just us and the baby.
Yeah, that was a huge part actually.
The shit we do for love?
And is there something the matter?
What do you mean?
You aren't pregnant or...?
No. No, no, no, no. No, I just...
I just feel like I'm a little bit stuck
in a rut at the moment.
OK.
Not badly. But enough that I do feel
I'd benefit from taking
some time to just...
No, I get you. To... to regain
your equilibrium, so to speak.
- Yeah, exactly.
- Right.
I'm sure Beth's passing
is a factor too, is it?
Yeah, maybe.
And how much time
are you looking to take?
- Hey.
- Hey.
Here you go.
- Just the two?
- Yeah.
One male, 30s, checking for sepsis.
One female...
Yeah, I can read.
I can get you something by tonight,
I think. At latest, tomorrow lunchtime.
That's fast.
Yeah, lab's quiet today. So listen.
- What about drugs?
- Don't need any.
I know people that can get you
the really restricted shit.
I appreciate that,
but nothing's come up so far so...
Fair enough.
OK, then. Have a good one.
See you.
Hey.
- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.
It's good to be back.
I've just got
quite a bit of catching up to do,
you know, reading-wise.
A few Greeks,
which I'm finding a bit of a slog.
- Right.
- Some Shakespeare.
- And what about him?
- What?
- Is he a slog?
- No, he's good.
- His plays just aren't short, you know?
- Right.
So tell me about this clinic
you've been working in.
There's nothing to tell, really.
- It's pretty high-tech.
- Mm, OK.
- The money's not bad.
- Where is it exactly?
- You know King's College?
- Yeah.
- It's near there.
- Why'd you leave the hospital anyway?
I don't know.
I just find it hard to go back.
After Mum.
Yeah.
Right.
I think it became
one of those things
that reminded me too much
of when she was here.
- You know?
- Mm-hmm.
I'm the opposite.
- What do you mean?
- I can't think about her enough.
I carry her letter with me everywhere.
Really?
It's weird the way grief affects us
in different ways, isn't it?
Sorry I haven't been
more available to you, sweetheart.
It's OK.
It's weird, it's like you're
with someone for years and then...
at some point, I suppose, inevitably...
you take them for granted a bit.
A lot... maybe.
Right? You saying you?
Yeah, I suppose.
Then you're faced with,
out of the blue...
the idea of losing them.
It staggers you.
Staggers you. And you think,
"What the hell was I thinking,
allowing that person to slip
from my mind for even a second?"
You know?
Like, ever.
I had no idea how hard it would hit me.
Yeah.
I really didn't.
Hello?
- Hi, is that Lee?
- Yeah.
Lee, this is Daniel Milton.
Oh, right. How are you?
Oh, fine. Look, I was just wondering
whether that offer you made
is still on the table, by any chance.
- Why? Have you changed your mind?
- Well, that depends.
Tell me a little bit about
this private location you have.
What do you wanna know?
Well, how private is it?
Oh, very private.
How private is very private?
Oh, well...
The temperature rise,
the warming oceans,
the Greenland and Antarctic ice sheets
decreasing en masse.
Do you know how much the ocean
has risen, in the last half-century?
Yes.
- How much?
- Eight inches.
- That's right. How'd you know?
- You told me before.
Well, think about it. Not to mention
terrorism, flooding, plague.
I'm not sure
we've really accepted it,
just how close we've come more than once
to a full-blown pandemic, you know?
- Right.
- Anyway,
I'm always on the lookout for shit that
will prove useful to my prepping needs.
So when I came across this place,
I was just like, "Fuck!"
Ticks so many boxes in terms
of space, privacy, whatever.
Right, how did you find it?
- I was just doing my job.
- Which is what, exactly?
We take care of the network, like
in terms of general upkeep, whatever.
But also, by, for example, liaising
with companies to make sure
that, say, if that building nearby, does
it cause any damage? That kind of thing.
Anyway, each of us
is given a zone to look after.
This is part of mine, so I'm
the only one with knowledge or access.
- And how do you know this guy again?
- Trevor?
- Yeah.
- Through prepping. Met him at a seminar.
- He isn't a criminal?
- No, he owns a couple of garden centres.
- Then why the need for secrecy?
- Well, that's his business.
I mean, that's the point, Daniel.
Like I said, anything you need,
I can get,
as long as it isn't too expensive.
Equipment, tools.
We've even got mobile coverage.
So, what do you think?
- I don't know.
- You don't know? I mean...
Come on, I mean, it's a hernia, mate.
It's a no-bloody-brainer.
- To be honest, I have another condition.
- Which is what?
I'd need to store something
down here for a while.
OK.
That's no problem.
What would you need to store?
- And he actually thinks he can cure her?
- Yeah, or Anna can.
And what do you think?
- What?
- Do you think they'll do it?
I don't know. I mean, he says himself
the odds aren't great, but...
- Right.
- He's pretty bloody determined.
Yeah. He seemed
like that kind of guy, all right.
- Don't tell him you were here.
- No, of course not.
- It's crazy though, right?
- Yeah.
I mean, I get it though.
- What?
- That a guy would do anything,
no matter how, like, crazy or whatever,
if it came to the slightest chance
of saving the woman he loved.
- I'd do it.
- Yeah?
For Michelle.
Without a doubt.
You're doing
the right thing, Michelle.
- Michelle!
- Oh, sorry.
Oh, I'm just saying, you're doing,
you know, the right thing.
If you say so.
Left up here.
A lot of blood.
Please, honey, it's OK.
- Mama!
- I'm sorry.
- That's OK.
- Let's go, take you out. Come on.
- Anything?
- No.
So, what's next?
Call in Forensics, I suppose.
See if they can find anything.
- Like what?
- I don't know, a map with an X on it.
I mean, if he surfaces,
it's like you said,
she'll probably be
the first person he'll visit.
- You know, for the moment...
- Right.
We should just keep an eye on her.
Maybe ask McMillan if he
can spare another couple of men.
Yeah, OK.
Yeah, I know.
It was just a place we could be alone.
- And what did you do in there?
- Just talk.
- OK.
- Make love sometimes.
- Michelle, it's filthy in there.
- Well, you asked.
Well, you know, cleanliness
wasn't exactly our top priority.
OK, he's not there,
but the car he stole is,
which means we think that someone else
came and took him somewhere else.
- Where?
- Well, that's the question, isn't it?
So you think he's alive.
That's hard to say.
He's had help.
So at least we know he's not alone.
- I can't.
- But if you could.
- All of it?
- Yeah.
And there was no way
it could be traced or...
No, no, that's easy.
Go on.
I'd use it to convert this place
into the ultimate shelter.
What do you mean...? Oh, shit.
Yeah, like reinforce it
as much as I could,
fill it with air and water filtration
systems, stockpile fuel.
Weapons, whatever.
Put in living quarters.
- Mate.
- What?
I'd be a partner in something like that,
100 percent.
- Would you?
- Yeah.
- I mean, could you imagine? Shit.
- It's my dream, you know?
- What?
- To do that.
It's what I'm saving towards
with the clinic,
the work I do with Daniel.
I know it sounds overambitious.
No, but really, you're really good
at all that stuff.
Yeah, I don't know.
Did you read my post?
- No.
- I'll show it to you.
It'll give you a better understanding
of what I'm aiming for.
Two hundred forty views
last time I looked.
- You're kidding.
- Reads, whatever.
- How many have you written?
- Posts?
- Yeah.
- Seven. I'm working on my seventh.
- What's that about?
- Well, it's...
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Is Daniel back yet?
- No.
If he's looking for me,
I'll be down in the lab.
OK.
Sorry. Anna?
Yeah?
I just wanted to say...
thank you for giving me your blood...
that time.
Well, I didn't really have a choice,
to be honest.
Right.
Well, thank you anyway.
You're welcome.
She doesn't like me.
- I wouldn't say that.
- What would you say?
She's just a bit uncomfortable
around you, that's all.
Don't forget,
you're public enemy number one.
Hello!
- Shit.
- Who is it?
- It's a patient.
- Hello!
- I should get back to my room, then.
- Oh, yeah.
Hello!
- Anybody?
- Oh. Ah.
- What the fuck?
- I'm sorry, mate.
- What the fuck is this shit on me?
- Security reasons.
- What?
- So you wouldn't wander off
if you woke up, and I wasn't here.
- You weren't fucking here.
- That's what I'm saying.
There you go.
Groggy as fuck.
- Just try and relax.
- I am not, you dope.
At least got enough fight
to chastise you for what you done to me.
How dare you? How dare you?
Didn't I warn you not to fuck with me?
Didn't I warn you not...?
Oh...
How is it?
- It's pretty tender.
- Yes, well...
with a hernia, you can expect to feel
that way for a couple of weeks.
Use the painkillers as you need to.
- OK, thank you, doctor.
- You're welcome.
- And Lee. I owe you, mate, seriously.
- Oh, forget it.
Here, let me give you a hand.
Listen, I know
it's none of my business,
but I think you guys would be crazy
not to make this a going concern.
- What do you mean?
- You've got your location,
you got your equipment.
I'm sure I'm not the only person
who values their anonymity.
You'd find a lot of people
who'd be willing to pay for that.
Can't say it's something
I haven't thought about.
- It's a one-off for me, so...
- Right. I mean... it's just a thought.
Anyway, are we ready?
Yeah, yeah, this way.
But why?
- Once is all I agreed to.
- He's right.
I don't care.
I'm a law-abiding citizen.
- Well, that's debatable.
- Because of this?
That's why I don't wanna
make a habit of it.
Because of your wife, Daniel.
By the way, how long are you planning
on keeping her down there?
A couple of weeks?
Anything longer, we're gonna have
to come to an agreement of sort, right?
Surely, that's something
you've thought about.
- It's too risky.
- There's barely any risk.
- We're dealing with criminals.
- Some of them will be criminals,
some will be decent people
with nowhere else to go.
Even if on the off chance a situation
did come up, I could handle it.
- You could handle it?
- Yeah.
I mean, Jesus,
talk about a lack of faith.
I'm a bit more capable
than you might think, Daniel.
Blindfold.
What are you doing out here?
Just having a look around.
Where's Mr Glover-Brown?
- Do you know what that fucker did to me?
- What?
He strapped me to a bed.
Do you believe that?
- Really?
- Yeah.
He left me there on my own.
Well, I'm sure he had good reason.
You have to understand,
for your own, health and safety
and the fact that we don't have nurses
down here to keep an eye on you.
- Really?
- It's sometimes a necessity.
- Anyway, how are you feeling?
- Yeah, good. How'd it go?
I think it went well.
We'll have to send that sample
to be, checked,
but until then, a course
of high-dose antibiotics,
which I can get for you now,
should do the trick.
- What's going on?
- Can I ask you something?
Does everybody that comes here
pay with cash?
- Why?
- Cos I think for my discomfort...
- What discomfort?
- For being strapped down, you fuck.
I might be due a bit of compensation.
- What do you think?
- Very funny.
Do I look like I'm joking?
Where do you keep it?
- What?
- The cash.
Not here.
Well, what's down there then?
- Nothing.
- You sure?
Corm...
- Lee?
- He actually did that to himself.
Cormac, you can't go down there. Cormac!
- Hey.
- What the fuck?
I'm robbing the place.
Where do you keep...?
You fucking... What the hell?
Didn't I tell you to take note?
Didn't I? Didn't I tell you
what I was capable of?
Get away from him.
Right. You're gonna spray me with that?
- Yeah.
- Spray me then.
Drop it. Drop it!
Drop the fucking...
The fucking doctor, man.
Such an idiot.
Mm-hmm.
- I'm sorry, Anna.
- That's OK, don't worry about it.
Oh, I'm so bloody stupid.
No one's disagreeing with you, Lee.
My biggest mistake was bringing him
down here in the first place.
Your biggest mistake was strapping him
down and leaving him alone.
Well, my first mistake then.
- Might've known he was trouble.
- Yeah, well...
Oh, Jesus Christ!
Hang on.
- Excuse me.
- We finished?
- No.
- We're not finished? Fucking hell.
- Hello.
- The facial infection, you're clear.
There's no spreading and his bloods
are pretty healthy generally, so...
- OK.
- But the other patient,
the female in her 40s,
I'll need to do further testing.
Right. Thanks.
- Yes?
- Hi, are you Oscar Bowe?
I am.
- Are you alone, by any chance?
- Am I alone?
In the house.
I am, yeah. Why?
Because we'd like to come in
and have a little chat with you,
and we don't really want
anybody about while we do.
Well, why not?
Because there might be
a bit of screaming involved.
- What are you doing?
- A bit of screaming.
Yes, sorry to bother you.
I've just come across a man
who looks like he's been mugged
or beaten up or something.
Is he unconscious?
Yeah, no, it looks pretty serious.
Can you tell me your location?
Yes, it's Boston Manor Park,
southwest corner, I think,
under the flyover.
Thank you.
And can you give me your name?
- My name?
- Yes.
No, I won't be giving you that.
Bye-bye, bye-bye.
I just think it was a mistake,
bringing you into this.
What?
- I mean it.
- Why?
Because there's too much
that can go wrong down here.
Too many variables. I put you in
a position where your life was at risk.
- First of all, I'm already in.
- Yeah, but you don't have to be.
Well, that's very nice of you, but I am.
And as of today,
I'm actually all the way in.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I'm officially on leave.
- You're on leave?
- Yeah.
So I can commit myself fully to this.
To... to Beth.
Well, what about Jack?
- Well, he'll think I'm still at Phaxxol.
- Oh, Jesus, really?
That wouldn't be the first time
I've lied to him.
Sorry, I'm just gonna make some toast.
Is that OK?
Sure.
Sorry, do you guys want some?
No.
- No, thanks.
- OK.
- Anna...
- Do you want to save your wife or not?
- You know I do.
- Then stop trying to lower the odds.
- You're right, thank you.
- You're welcome.
So how was your lunch with Eve?
It was good.
It was good to see her.
Was it difficult?
- Keep up the pretence?
- Mm-hmm.
Difficult enough.
Yeah.
- Hello?
- Hi, sweetheart.
Dad.
What time is it?
I know, it's... it's pretty early.
You OK?
Actually, no.
What is it?
Dad.
Sweetheart, I...
I think something awful
might have happened.
Like what?
Like what, Dad?
Your mom's disappeared, and...
- ...the boat's gone.
- No.
What do you mean?
Dad, what do you mean?
- I'm in a new job.
- What is that place, anyway?
- A clinic for people
- who don't want to go into the system.
- Criminals.
I know the kind of trouble I'm in.
But I've got a baby on the way.
Jamie has a generous heart.
But sometimes he needs to impress
other people.
- You idiot.
- I'm sorry.
- Why have you been avoid me?
- I haven't.
I've been really worried
about you, Dad.
- We tell her.
- We can't though.
What we're doing here
is illegal, Daniel.
Promise me that you're gonna let me go.
All right, I promise
You got involved with me
because you needed me.
- Why though?
- Because I can't give up.
I won't give up.
Beth. Beth!
What kind of progress
have you been making?
Not enough, to be honest.
Show me.
- Hey, Suzanna.
- Dr Milton.
- Americano.
- Please.
Did you get your oven fixed?
You remember? Yeah.
A friend of my sister...
The husband of my...
Never mind, it's complicated.
But he came.
I got it fixed for free,
so I'm very happy.
- Great.
- Yeah.
- Cake.
- Mm-hmm.
- See you soon.
- See you, bye.
Dr Milton.
- Mr Simmons, how are you?
- Yeah, not bad.
You're certainly looking better
than last time I saw you.
- Well, that won't be difficult.
- True.
So, what brings you back here?
I'm... Well, I actually...
came to see you.
- See me?
- To give you this.
- Oh.
- As a thank you.
And to have a few words with you,
if I could.
Sure, sit down.
If you want to discuss global warming,
I've only got a minute.
- No, it's nothing like that.
- Or economic collapse.
- Although we had fun chats.
- I was sure you thought I was nuts.
Far from it. A lot of what you said
made a lot of sense.
I thought so, anyway.
Well, I appreciate that.
Cos a lot of people would disagree.
A lot of people are
pretty narrow-minded.
That's true.
And, well, that's kind of part
of why I'm here, to be honest.
I thought, you know,
you being the opposite kind of person,
you know, the more open-minded kind,
you might respond to a proposition.
- A proposition?
- A small one, yeah.
I'd love it if you didn't say anything
until I've laid the whole thing out.
OK.
See, I'm looking for a surgeon
to perform a procedure
on an acquaintance of mine
who, for various reasons,
doesn't wanna go
through normal medical channels.
Now, it'd be a complete one-off.
I'll provide the tools or equipment
you might need
as well as a secure and private location
that I have access to at any time.
So the when of the thing
would be up to you.
The patient would pay you 5000 pounds
in cash for the service and...
It would be illegal.
Well, I'm not sure it would be,
actually.
- Really?
- No.
Let's say it's something
I wouldn't be comfortable with,
so I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to decline.
- Why?
- I just told you why.
- I thought you was open-minded.
- Open-minded, not foolhardy.
Mr Simmons,
I don't know you very well,
but my advice to you would be not to get
involved in that kind of thing either.
Now, I'm sorry to run,
but I told you I only had a minute.
Thank you very much for this.
And it's genuinely good
to see you looking so well.
His name's Cormac. I think he's Irish.
So, what does he have?
Some sort of facial injury.
- Does he say what kind?
- He wouldn't.
Great.
I gotta drop by the office at ten
for a strategy meeting,
so is 12 all right?
- Yeah, that's fine.
- Great.
By the way, what's happening
with your friend?
- Jamie?
- Yeah.
What do you mean?
- Well, when's he going?
- When's he going?
- Where's he gonna go?
- I don't know. Who cares?
- I care.
- He shouldn't be here, Lee.
But I'll tell you what,
when your friend leaves,
I'll tell my friend to leave.
How about that?
Hi.
Hi.
- I didn't expect to see you today.
- No, I know.
I had another look at these last night,
and it's actually given me another idea.
- OK.
- So, what if we went back
and used her original stem cells
to generate new support cells.
Unaffected by the disease.
Exactly. And transplant those
into Beth instead.
- Think it will work?
- It's kind of unknown territory,
but I think it could.
It's gonna take time.
- How much time?
- I'm not sure.
But given that I already
have a full-time job...
Right.
Well, let me have
a think about that.
Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.
- If this works,
how the hell are you
gonna explain yourself?
- To who?
- To whoever.
To Eve, the police.
I mean, her parents.
I don't know. I'll cross that bridge
when I get to it.
Listen, Anna.
Thank you so much for doing this.
It's not just you I'm doing this for.
Oh, shit.
- You're late, Lee.
- Sorry.
He's always late.
- No, I'm not.
- Where were you? Building an ark?
Very funny.
- For the flood.
- Yeah, I know what for.
Bit of focus, guys.
Nigel, that's everything in yours, yes?
- Yes, yes.
- OK.
- I'm sorry.
- Any requests in yours?
Well, there's one
that came through on the 17th.
- About the sports centre?
- Mm-hmm.
And have there been
any issues at all with that?
Lee, I couldn't talk to you
for a moment, could I?
Sure.
Is everything OK?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, in your life.
Of course.
Yeah, everything's fine.
So then there's no reason
for your persistent tardiness.
Is there?
- No.
- OK.
In that case, know that
the next time you arrive in late,
a serious conversation
will have to be had.
- Do you understand?
- Mm-hmm.
- Because it's disrespectful.
- OK.
- To everybody.
- It's not gonna happen again. I promise.
Well, the proof will be
in the pudding, won't it?
It will be in the pudding.
All right. Have a good day out there.
Thanks, Jeremy.
All right.
You Cormac?
How'd you guess?
Yeah, I don't like it,
I have to say, but I get it.
- What?
- The blindfold.
You need to protect
your secrecy, right?
- Oh, exactly.
- Secrecy's very important,
and there's a reason I'm in this van
as opposed to a fucking hospital.
From experience, anyone who wants
your personal information,
they're gonna use it for something
that's not gonna be
in your own best interest.
You know?
Does that sound crazy?
I think it's completely sane, mate.
No, you know, that's how it works.
Increasingly so, which is why this
cash transaction we got going here,
as soon as we get under the ground.
And it doesn't help that I have
several warrants out on me now.
- For what?
- Wouldn't you like to fucking know.
Suffice it to say, you don't ever want
to fuck with me, yeah?
- Are you gonna?
- Fuck with you?
- Yeah.
- No.
Then I think we're gonna get on OK then.
The looks he'd give her, the way he'd
laugh at what she said, all fascinated
like, "Oh, really? Oh, wow," I knew
the fucker wanted into her briefs, so...
- What are you doing?
- With a wound like that,
there's a risk of sepsis, so...
Right. What's that?
It's when the infection gets
into the bloodstream.
Mr Glover-Brown, would you
transfer that to a vial please?
Sure.
It's just a precaution.
OK.
You were saying...
- What was I saying?
- You knew he wanted into her briefs.
Right. So I called him on it, the prick.
He denies. "I don't know what
you're on about. You're paranoid."
You know, fucking with me.
So I hit him a slap, then he hits me.
And a fight breaks out,
at the end of which,
I'm pounding him into submission.
And out comes this knife
he had hidden on him,
and slash, man,
behold the fucking result.
Right.
And, who did the stitching for you?
A cousin of mine.
He regretted it though.
- Your cousin?
- No. He did the best he could.
Mulligan, the dude I was fighting,
his fatal mistake.
He had no idea what I was capable of.
Take note.
Of what?
Of what I'm capable of.
- Which is what?
- A great fucking deal, man.
A great fucking deal.
And how did your girlfriend
feel about all this?
No, she wasn't me girlfriend, man.
She was just a chick whose briefs
I also had a yen to get into.
Are we done? Actually, do you mind
turning that fucking music off?
I hate that easy listening shit.
No, that's, that's fine.
- Not everyone likes it.
- You offended?
No, not at all.
Sure you can put it back on
when I'm under. You putting me under?
- Yes, if that's OK with you.
- Sure, get me fucking muley, especially.
And I have to tell you, Sebastian,
my heart is crushed.
- You have no idea.
- I do.
- Do you?
- Of course I do.
I just don't understand how that fucking
idiot could have done what he did.
I mean, shit.
This is all I got
to look forward to now
for the next however many years.
I'm not gonna get laid,
at least not by a woman.
I'm not gonna see United play.
- You got a TV here, though, don't you?
- Not live though.
- Right, right.
- Not for real, you know?
What's his name?
Jamie Harris.
- Where's he live?
- I don't know.
I don't know where he lives!
Then stop your fucking crying
and tell me what you do know. All right?
You're doing great.
Keep looking me in the eye.
OK, so he's gonna come at you
with a punch there,
you're gonna strike away there and...
What?
- The groin.
- The groin. How hard?
- As hard as I can.
- As hard as you can.
Not half strength,
not three-quarters strength.
This is your time to hurt him
and get away.
If you don't hurt him,
he's gonna hurt...
- You!
- Exactly. Well done.
Cracking well, Vanessa.
Next week, ladies, bit of homework.
Go around your house or your flat.
Go into the kitchen, bathroom,
a shed, if you've got one.
Find three items that you
could hide inside a handbag
to use as a weapon against your
attacker. All right? What, Kelly?
- What kind of a weapon?
- Stabbing.
- Stabbing?
- Strangling!
I don't... You surprise me. Yeah?
Excellent work, ladies, all right?
I'll see you next week.
And remember, stay safe.
Now go get your bags.
Was that missed call meant for me?
- Yeah. Can we meet?
- I don't... I don't know.
Please, Keith.
- I'm in a bit of trouble.
- OK, when?
- All right, Lee.
- You off?
Yeah.
Is Anna here?
- No, why?
- Oh, just asking.
- Well, she'll be back later.
- Oh.
- Don't leave him alone.
- I know.
I mean it.
He's not the kind of lunatic
we want around here.
- What if I need to go out?
- You don't.
But what if something comes up?
Should I use restraints?
- What would come up?
- I don't know.
Just stay with the guy.
It's only a couple of hours.
All right, fair enough.
- OK, I'll see you later.
- See you.
Long time.
Long time.
Absolutely.
- You're serious?
- Yeah, I am.
- Jesus.
- What?
I say...
you're still too devoted to him.
It's unhealthy.
- Yeah, I know.
- Well, you know...
and yet you expect me
to help you with something that...
whatever, encourages that
by me going back out
and doing the kind of shit
I swore I was done with.
- Yeah.
- Nah.
- Why?
- Because no.
Keith.
What can I do to win you over?
What I want you'll never give.
- What is it that you want?
- You know what I want.
Same bloody thing I always have.
And that would do it, would it?
All right, well...
say that I was open
to what you're proposing, in theory.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Well, then, in theory,
I'd be open to your request.
OK.
Show me the list.
What's his name again?
Jamie Harris.
All right,
and these are his friends.
- Potentially.
- What does that mean?
Well, Sebastian didn't know him
all that well.
These are no more than guesses really.
Are you saying we could be
intimidating innocent people?
Possibly.
OK.
- You see the serial number?
- Mm-hmm.
You see how the next one then
is one number higher?
Right, yeah.
So if they know
the first and last number
of this particular batch,
which they will,
they're gonna know
every number in between. You get me?
- I think so.
- Which means every note which you spent
can be spotted and traced
right back to its point of sale.
- Shit.
- Yeah.
So you can never spend it.
I don't know, man, a gang of actual
thieves wanting to, like, chill with me.
It was sort of amazing.
And one day, asking me
to do a job, I was like, "Yes."
And offering me an equal amount
of the proceeds,
I was like, "Absolutely, mate."
I could imagine, afterwards,
going to Michelle
and being like, "Darling,
tell your mother we're moving out."
- She's a bit of a cow?
- She thinks I'm a loser.
- OK.
- So yeah.
That was a major incentive too.
Just getting out of there
and getting a place for ourselves.
Just us and the baby.
Yeah, that was a huge part actually.
The shit we do for love?
And is there something the matter?
What do you mean?
You aren't pregnant or...?
No. No, no, no, no. No, I just...
I just feel like I'm a little bit stuck
in a rut at the moment.
OK.
Not badly. But enough that I do feel
I'd benefit from taking
some time to just...
No, I get you. To... to regain
your equilibrium, so to speak.
- Yeah, exactly.
- Right.
I'm sure Beth's passing
is a factor too, is it?
Yeah, maybe.
And how much time
are you looking to take?
- Hey.
- Hey.
Here you go.
- Just the two?
- Yeah.
One male, 30s, checking for sepsis.
One female...
Yeah, I can read.
I can get you something by tonight,
I think. At latest, tomorrow lunchtime.
That's fast.
Yeah, lab's quiet today. So listen.
- What about drugs?
- Don't need any.
I know people that can get you
the really restricted shit.
I appreciate that,
but nothing's come up so far so...
Fair enough.
OK, then. Have a good one.
See you.
Hey.
- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.
It's good to be back.
I've just got
quite a bit of catching up to do,
you know, reading-wise.
A few Greeks,
which I'm finding a bit of a slog.
- Right.
- Some Shakespeare.
- And what about him?
- What?
- Is he a slog?
- No, he's good.
- His plays just aren't short, you know?
- Right.
So tell me about this clinic
you've been working in.
There's nothing to tell, really.
- It's pretty high-tech.
- Mm, OK.
- The money's not bad.
- Where is it exactly?
- You know King's College?
- Yeah.
- It's near there.
- Why'd you leave the hospital anyway?
I don't know.
I just find it hard to go back.
After Mum.
Yeah.
Right.
I think it became
one of those things
that reminded me too much
of when she was here.
- You know?
- Mm-hmm.
I'm the opposite.
- What do you mean?
- I can't think about her enough.
I carry her letter with me everywhere.
Really?
It's weird the way grief affects us
in different ways, isn't it?
Sorry I haven't been
more available to you, sweetheart.
It's OK.
It's weird, it's like you're
with someone for years and then...
at some point, I suppose, inevitably...
you take them for granted a bit.
A lot... maybe.
Right? You saying you?
Yeah, I suppose.
Then you're faced with,
out of the blue...
the idea of losing them.
It staggers you.
Staggers you. And you think,
"What the hell was I thinking,
allowing that person to slip
from my mind for even a second?"
You know?
Like, ever.
I had no idea how hard it would hit me.
Yeah.
I really didn't.
Hello?
- Hi, is that Lee?
- Yeah.
Lee, this is Daniel Milton.
Oh, right. How are you?
Oh, fine. Look, I was just wondering
whether that offer you made
is still on the table, by any chance.
- Why? Have you changed your mind?
- Well, that depends.
Tell me a little bit about
this private location you have.
What do you wanna know?
Well, how private is it?
Oh, very private.
How private is very private?
Oh, well...
The temperature rise,
the warming oceans,
the Greenland and Antarctic ice sheets
decreasing en masse.
Do you know how much the ocean
has risen, in the last half-century?
Yes.
- How much?
- Eight inches.
- That's right. How'd you know?
- You told me before.
Well, think about it. Not to mention
terrorism, flooding, plague.
I'm not sure
we've really accepted it,
just how close we've come more than once
to a full-blown pandemic, you know?
- Right.
- Anyway,
I'm always on the lookout for shit that
will prove useful to my prepping needs.
So when I came across this place,
I was just like, "Fuck!"
Ticks so many boxes in terms
of space, privacy, whatever.
Right, how did you find it?
- I was just doing my job.
- Which is what, exactly?
We take care of the network, like
in terms of general upkeep, whatever.
But also, by, for example, liaising
with companies to make sure
that, say, if that building nearby, does
it cause any damage? That kind of thing.
Anyway, each of us
is given a zone to look after.
This is part of mine, so I'm
the only one with knowledge or access.
- And how do you know this guy again?
- Trevor?
- Yeah.
- Through prepping. Met him at a seminar.
- He isn't a criminal?
- No, he owns a couple of garden centres.
- Then why the need for secrecy?
- Well, that's his business.
I mean, that's the point, Daniel.
Like I said, anything you need,
I can get,
as long as it isn't too expensive.
Equipment, tools.
We've even got mobile coverage.
So, what do you think?
- I don't know.
- You don't know? I mean...
Come on, I mean, it's a hernia, mate.
It's a no-bloody-brainer.
- To be honest, I have another condition.
- Which is what?
I'd need to store something
down here for a while.
OK.
That's no problem.
What would you need to store?
- And he actually thinks he can cure her?
- Yeah, or Anna can.
And what do you think?
- What?
- Do you think they'll do it?
I don't know. I mean, he says himself
the odds aren't great, but...
- Right.
- He's pretty bloody determined.
Yeah. He seemed
like that kind of guy, all right.
- Don't tell him you were here.
- No, of course not.
- It's crazy though, right?
- Yeah.
I mean, I get it though.
- What?
- That a guy would do anything,
no matter how, like, crazy or whatever,
if it came to the slightest chance
of saving the woman he loved.
- I'd do it.
- Yeah?
For Michelle.
Without a doubt.
You're doing
the right thing, Michelle.
- Michelle!
- Oh, sorry.
Oh, I'm just saying, you're doing,
you know, the right thing.
If you say so.
Left up here.
A lot of blood.
Please, honey, it's OK.
- Mama!
- I'm sorry.
- That's OK.
- Let's go, take you out. Come on.
- Anything?
- No.
So, what's next?
Call in Forensics, I suppose.
See if they can find anything.
- Like what?
- I don't know, a map with an X on it.
I mean, if he surfaces,
it's like you said,
she'll probably be
the first person he'll visit.
- You know, for the moment...
- Right.
We should just keep an eye on her.
Maybe ask McMillan if he
can spare another couple of men.
Yeah, OK.
Yeah, I know.
It was just a place we could be alone.
- And what did you do in there?
- Just talk.
- OK.
- Make love sometimes.
- Michelle, it's filthy in there.
- Well, you asked.
Well, you know, cleanliness
wasn't exactly our top priority.
OK, he's not there,
but the car he stole is,
which means we think that someone else
came and took him somewhere else.
- Where?
- Well, that's the question, isn't it?
So you think he's alive.
That's hard to say.
He's had help.
So at least we know he's not alone.
- I can't.
- But if you could.
- All of it?
- Yeah.
And there was no way
it could be traced or...
No, no, that's easy.
Go on.
I'd use it to convert this place
into the ultimate shelter.
What do you mean...? Oh, shit.
Yeah, like reinforce it
as much as I could,
fill it with air and water filtration
systems, stockpile fuel.
Weapons, whatever.
Put in living quarters.
- Mate.
- What?
I'd be a partner in something like that,
100 percent.
- Would you?
- Yeah.
- I mean, could you imagine? Shit.
- It's my dream, you know?
- What?
- To do that.
It's what I'm saving towards
with the clinic,
the work I do with Daniel.
I know it sounds overambitious.
No, but really, you're really good
at all that stuff.
Yeah, I don't know.
Did you read my post?
- No.
- I'll show it to you.
It'll give you a better understanding
of what I'm aiming for.
Two hundred forty views
last time I looked.
- You're kidding.
- Reads, whatever.
- How many have you written?
- Posts?
- Yeah.
- Seven. I'm working on my seventh.
- What's that about?
- Well, it's...
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Is Daniel back yet?
- No.
If he's looking for me,
I'll be down in the lab.
OK.
Sorry. Anna?
Yeah?
I just wanted to say...
thank you for giving me your blood...
that time.
Well, I didn't really have a choice,
to be honest.
Right.
Well, thank you anyway.
You're welcome.
She doesn't like me.
- I wouldn't say that.
- What would you say?
She's just a bit uncomfortable
around you, that's all.
Don't forget,
you're public enemy number one.
Hello!
- Shit.
- Who is it?
- It's a patient.
- Hello!
- I should get back to my room, then.
- Oh, yeah.
Hello!
- Anybody?
- Oh. Ah.
- What the fuck?
- I'm sorry, mate.
- What the fuck is this shit on me?
- Security reasons.
- What?
- So you wouldn't wander off
if you woke up, and I wasn't here.
- You weren't fucking here.
- That's what I'm saying.
There you go.
Groggy as fuck.
- Just try and relax.
- I am not, you dope.
At least got enough fight
to chastise you for what you done to me.
How dare you? How dare you?
Didn't I warn you not to fuck with me?
Didn't I warn you not...?
Oh...
How is it?
- It's pretty tender.
- Yes, well...
with a hernia, you can expect to feel
that way for a couple of weeks.
Use the painkillers as you need to.
- OK, thank you, doctor.
- You're welcome.
- And Lee. I owe you, mate, seriously.
- Oh, forget it.
Here, let me give you a hand.
Listen, I know
it's none of my business,
but I think you guys would be crazy
not to make this a going concern.
- What do you mean?
- You've got your location,
you got your equipment.
I'm sure I'm not the only person
who values their anonymity.
You'd find a lot of people
who'd be willing to pay for that.
Can't say it's something
I haven't thought about.
- It's a one-off for me, so...
- Right. I mean... it's just a thought.
Anyway, are we ready?
Yeah, yeah, this way.
But why?
- Once is all I agreed to.
- He's right.
I don't care.
I'm a law-abiding citizen.
- Well, that's debatable.
- Because of this?
That's why I don't wanna
make a habit of it.
Because of your wife, Daniel.
By the way, how long are you planning
on keeping her down there?
A couple of weeks?
Anything longer, we're gonna have
to come to an agreement of sort, right?
Surely, that's something
you've thought about.
- It's too risky.
- There's barely any risk.
- We're dealing with criminals.
- Some of them will be criminals,
some will be decent people
with nowhere else to go.
Even if on the off chance a situation
did come up, I could handle it.
- You could handle it?
- Yeah.
I mean, Jesus,
talk about a lack of faith.
I'm a bit more capable
than you might think, Daniel.
Blindfold.
What are you doing out here?
Just having a look around.
Where's Mr Glover-Brown?
- Do you know what that fucker did to me?
- What?
He strapped me to a bed.
Do you believe that?
- Really?
- Yeah.
He left me there on my own.
Well, I'm sure he had good reason.
You have to understand,
for your own, health and safety
and the fact that we don't have nurses
down here to keep an eye on you.
- Really?
- It's sometimes a necessity.
- Anyway, how are you feeling?
- Yeah, good. How'd it go?
I think it went well.
We'll have to send that sample
to be, checked,
but until then, a course
of high-dose antibiotics,
which I can get for you now,
should do the trick.
- What's going on?
- Can I ask you something?
Does everybody that comes here
pay with cash?
- Why?
- Cos I think for my discomfort...
- What discomfort?
- For being strapped down, you fuck.
I might be due a bit of compensation.
- What do you think?
- Very funny.
Do I look like I'm joking?
Where do you keep it?
- What?
- The cash.
Not here.
Well, what's down there then?
- Nothing.
- You sure?
Corm...
- Lee?
- He actually did that to himself.
Cormac, you can't go down there. Cormac!
- Hey.
- What the fuck?
I'm robbing the place.
Where do you keep...?
You fucking... What the hell?
Didn't I tell you to take note?
Didn't I? Didn't I tell you
what I was capable of?
Get away from him.
Right. You're gonna spray me with that?
- Yeah.
- Spray me then.
Drop it. Drop it!
Drop the fucking...
The fucking doctor, man.
Such an idiot.
Mm-hmm.
- I'm sorry, Anna.
- That's OK, don't worry about it.
Oh, I'm so bloody stupid.
No one's disagreeing with you, Lee.
My biggest mistake was bringing him
down here in the first place.
Your biggest mistake was strapping him
down and leaving him alone.
Well, my first mistake then.
- Might've known he was trouble.
- Yeah, well...
Oh, Jesus Christ!
Hang on.
- Excuse me.
- We finished?
- No.
- We're not finished? Fucking hell.
- Hello.
- The facial infection, you're clear.
There's no spreading and his bloods
are pretty healthy generally, so...
- OK.
- But the other patient,
the female in her 40s,
I'll need to do further testing.
Right. Thanks.
- Yes?
- Hi, are you Oscar Bowe?
I am.
- Are you alone, by any chance?
- Am I alone?
In the house.
I am, yeah. Why?
Because we'd like to come in
and have a little chat with you,
and we don't really want
anybody about while we do.
Well, why not?
Because there might be
a bit of screaming involved.
- What are you doing?
- A bit of screaming.
Yes, sorry to bother you.
I've just come across a man
who looks like he's been mugged
or beaten up or something.
Is he unconscious?
Yeah, no, it looks pretty serious.
Can you tell me your location?
Yes, it's Boston Manor Park,
southwest corner, I think,
under the flyover.
Thank you.
And can you give me your name?
- My name?
- Yes.
No, I won't be giving you that.
Bye-bye, bye-bye.
I just think it was a mistake,
bringing you into this.
What?
- I mean it.
- Why?
Because there's too much
that can go wrong down here.
Too many variables. I put you in
a position where your life was at risk.
- First of all, I'm already in.
- Yeah, but you don't have to be.
Well, that's very nice of you, but I am.
And as of today,
I'm actually all the way in.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I'm officially on leave.
- You're on leave?
- Yeah.
So I can commit myself fully to this.
To... to Beth.
Well, what about Jack?
- Well, he'll think I'm still at Phaxxol.
- Oh, Jesus, really?
That wouldn't be the first time
I've lied to him.
Sorry, I'm just gonna make some toast.
Is that OK?
Sure.
Sorry, do you guys want some?
No.
- No, thanks.
- OK.
- Anna...
- Do you want to save your wife or not?
- You know I do.
- Then stop trying to lower the odds.
- You're right, thank you.
- You're welcome.
So how was your lunch with Eve?
It was good.
It was good to see her.
Was it difficult?
- Keep up the pretence?
- Mm-hmm.
Difficult enough.
Yeah.
- Hello?
- Hi, sweetheart.
Dad.
What time is it?
I know, it's... it's pretty early.
You OK?
Actually, no.
What is it?
Dad.
Sweetheart, I...
I think something awful
might have happened.
Like what?
Like what, Dad?
Your mom's disappeared, and...
- ...the boat's gone.
- No.
What do you mean?
Dad, what do you mean?