Utopia (2013–2014): Season 2, Episode 3 - Episode #2.3 - full transcript

What are you doing?

Oh, hello.

Routine maintenance.
It'll just take a mo.

Hang on.

We do our own maintenance.

What are you doing
at Ian's computer?

That normally works.

You're smart.

DCI Taylor.

We need access to this terminal
under the Terrorism Prevention Act 2011.

This is a warrant...



and this is a document
pertaining to the Official Secrets Act...

- which I'm... I'm gonna need you to sign.
- What?

Terrorism Prevention...

- And if I call the police...?
- Yeah... Of course.

Here...

use my phone.

The number's 999.

No.

Actually...
I'll use our phones.

If you think that's best.

Yeah.

Yeah, I do!

Knew I'd find it somewhere.

Yeah, it's me.



Things have gone a bit awry.

Yeah. Just one.

I dealt with it.

Well, we could say suicide,
but...

it'll be a bit of a stretch.
Hold on.

Yeah, suicide's not gonna work.

Becky! It's a long way down, Becky.
I don't think you should jump.

My mum, my mates,
everyone I know...

they all think I fucking killed myself
cos of you and that bitch Milner!

What have I done to you,
Jessica?

- Mi-e foame. Nu ai de mancare?
- Anton, let's get you out.

- Support V Day.
- It's political suicide.

If you say no-one gets the vaccine
until we all do... so be it.

There's someone they want got rid of.
They want you to do it.

I want to help you, and I believe this is
right, it's just, uh, I don't think I can.

Do you think
I wanted to be Mr. Rabbit?

I've come to find you.

Why?

We need to run.
All of us. Right now.

I made breakfast.

It's brown rice
with pulses and nuts.

It's healthy.

Well, I'm not eating your food.

It's good you think like that.

No, mate. I'm not eating that,
cos it's fucking pigeon food.

So, you said they wanted him?

So we can all just go, then?

What? Becky!

They'll have found your DNA
at the factory.

So, what do we do, then?

He knows something.
If we want to live...

- we need to find out what he knows.
- And why are you helping us?

I'm turning over a new leaf.

Ti-am facut tie...
mamei tale...

Oh, just fuck off,
you dirty old nodger!

- He likes you. It's good.
- Yeah? And you're a psycho, mate.

Are you sure it's not Anton
they wanted dead?

He knows all about Deel's.
You. Sprechen Sie Deutsch?

- Français?
- They knew nothing about him.

They would've taken the decision
to neutralise you within days.

- Please don't say "neutralise".
- What have you done in that time?

What have you done
in the last few days?

- What have you been up to?
- Look, I'm not an idiot.

I've kept my head down.
I haven't done anything that...

Well, I did see someone.
But he was drunk.

His name is Gorski, Dobry Gorski.
My old professor.

I went to see him on Tuesday to ask
about Tony, but he was totally drunk.

- Was he ever with The Network?
- Yeah, but he was out years ago.

He's dead.

Dobry Gorski.
I just googled him.

Was hit-and-run
this morning.

What did he say to you?

Nothing that made any sense.

What did he say?

He just said...

"Jimmy Deeshel...

is a fat man."

What?

"Jimmy Deeshel is a fat man."

- That's it.
- Who the fuck is Jimmy Deeshel?

No-one.

There's no Jimmy Deeshel.
It's not even a name.

I googled it!

You googled it?

And someone tried to kill you?

I would suggest no-one googles anything
from now on.

I know someone who can help us.
Let's clean up and go.

This is insane.
It's fucking nuts.

Becky?

Look, what the fuck do you want?

Right, that's everything back in place
as best it can be.

- We're ready to go.
- I missed you.

I fucking missed you.

I used to check CCTV feeds,
missing persons...

I'd walk out of the office
in the middle of a meeting...

just in case
you happened to be passing.

Every second I missed you.

And what do you say
when you see me?

"What the fuck
do you want?"

- Right, well, when you put it like that...
- Where is Jessica Hyde?

We don't know.

She had the manuscript,
she took it to Milner.

- That's the last we saw of her.
- Who's Milner?

Ml5. She was on our side.

There are no sides, just people
who help you and people who don't.

Yeah?

And which one are you?
Why the fuck are we trusting you?

- Ian, I don't...
- We don't know who he is!

He killed four men yesterday.

How do we know they weren't there
to rescue us from him?

All this is over,
The Network is finished...

and now you come along
and you say that they're after us?

But how do we know that?
How do we really fucking know that?

Um... I think
I can answer that.

Police have identified
the suspect as Ian Johnson.

The victim, Joe Ducasor,
an office manager from Peckham...

was brutally murdered in what police
are describing as "a frenzied attack".

CCTV footage shows
Johnson slashing the victim's throat...

before fleeing the scene.

You okay?

Joe was a cock.

He was a real cock.

- So...
- We've got a car.

It's nice.

- You can sit with me, Becky.
- Yeah.

Or I could just fucking not.

I can't explain that.

All right.
All right, I can explain it.

I slept with him.

Once.

I'd just found out
I had Deel's...

he knew all about it,
I was at a very low ebb.

It will never happen again...

and just thinking about it
makes me want a vagina transplant.

So I'm just fucking telling you,
all right?

It means us waiting
a few months for the vaccine...

so that they
don't have to wait decades.

Isn't that worth it?
Support V Day.

Say, "No, not this time."

I asked to see her.
Why can't I see her?

- Because you're seeing me, dear.
- V Day is political suicide.

I'm on my way to be...

I can be PM.

- Now, imagine how useful I could be if...
- We don't need you to be PM, Geoff.

We need you to announce
that you're backing V Day.

We need it tonight.

Just do what you're told.

- Please.
- What is going on?

Where in God's name is she?
Why isn't she here?

She's...

busy.

She's not moved.

It's been eight hours
and she's not moved a muscle.

We have fabricated
a worldwide flu scare.

We are about to manufacture
enough vaccine to inoculate the planet.

But because
you have kept us waiting...

we now have just under three months
in which to do that.

It's just about...
just about possible.

I wanted her to talk.

- I thought she...
- Geoff announces V Day at 9pm.

It's a starting pistol.
It's a big red button with "go" on it.

If Philip made an adjustment to Janus,
we must know today.

Let us operate.
Let us go inside her brain.

Tomorrow will be too late.

She's all I have left of him.

Jessica...

We're taking you somewhere else.

I think we should be taking
pieces of the optic nerve and chiasma...

and the medulla
and the brain stem.

The optic nerve? Really?

I mean, if we're going to be
in there anyway.

We could even take
the dorsal surface of the thalamus.

So, this is a very powerful sedative,
Jessica.

- Why am I bothering?
- Oh, no, no, no.

I'm not using these haemostats.
These are a mess.

- Do you want me to call the guard?
- Why wake him?

I just think the basic standards
of hygiene in this place...

are not at all
what they should be.

Did you see what I did to him?

He's drowning in there.

I didn't need to go that far.

But I did to show you what I'm willing
to do if you don't co-operate.

Are you going to co-operate?

Yeah.

I need a back way.
Is there one?

Are you thinking?
Think fast.

It's through those doors there,
at the top of the stairs.

- Go on, then.
- What...?

What's down there?

It's medical waste.

You know,
blood, tissue, body parts...

soil pans.

No, no, no.
Please, please, please...

The-the dose, it has to be precise.
It's very strong.

Please...

What part of my brain
were you going to take again?

Oh, look, it's that one-eyed freak
who shot me in my lung.

Yeah, well,
you pulled my eye out...

Just doing my job.

Besides, you've got a nice,
new, pirate-y look out of it.

All I got was partial paralysis.

- So we're even, then?
- Even?

Oh, no.

Not by a long shot.

Christian Donaldson is on the run
with Becky, Ian and Grant.

- What?
- You need to go with Lee, find them.

Me, with him?
Are you insane?

You know them. Besides,
they may come to you, you were friends.

We're not friends now.
And he is a fucking psychopath!

- Wilson...
- But me, with him?

Wilson, please!

Take care of this for me.

I have other things to focus on.

- Don't worry, Wilson.
- Whoa!

We'll make a great team,
you and me.

I can do stuff,
and you can keep an eye out.

Are you all right driving,
Wilson?

Only one eye... Don't you need
to re-apply for your licence?

That's not how it works.

You need to inform the DVLA
if you have a visual impairment...

and they will test you...

and decide whether or not
you are fit to drive.

In the majority of cases,
it doesn't affect your licence.

- You did all that, then?
- No.

I've never had a licence.

What I like about you, Wilson,
is the amount of stuff you know.

- All of it fucking useless.
- Knowledge is never useless.

Weren't much use
when I got my spoon out, was it?

Or when I killed your dad.

This person will help us
if he doesn't know I'm out.

If he does know,
he'll try and call them.

If that happens, get the boy out.
There's things he shouldn't see.

Is Ben home, please?

Ben!

Some friends for you!

- Are you all friends of Ben, then?
- Yes. Friends.

Right...
Yeah, we're... we're doing that thing.

Perhaps we should talk
in private.

- Mum, have you seen my phone?
- Well, where did you leave it, then?

Here it is!

An honour.
The inner sanctum.

You're so fucking embarrassing!

- He's a kid!
- A smart kid.

He's with a hacking collective
and he'll help us.

We're popping out now, love.

We've left some food
on the table downstairs.

- It's just cold...
- Just leave us the fuck alone!

- Is there food down there?
- Help yourself, blood.

Thanks... blood.

Oh, by the way,
if you want to steal anything -

money, jewellery, TV -
go for it.

I fucking hate them!

We're looking for someone.
Jimmy Deeshel.

What? What did you say?

It's not Jimmy Deeshel.

It's Jimmy Deesh... L.

The letter L.

Jimmy Deesh was the nickname
for a bio-weapons programme...

the Americans had in the '60s.
Very top secret.

L equals a project.

Jimmy Deesh A, Jimmy Deesh B.

What you're looking for
is Jimmy Deesh, Project L.

And can you find out what it is?

Well... that is some
real dark-web infiltrating...

deep underground...

Yes. Yes, I can.

This is deep.

This project... I can't get near this.
This Project L is...

Oh, my God.

Oh my...

Oh, my God!

Who the fuck are you people?

Oh, I gotta get me
some more of this.

- It's beautiful.
- Oscar, this is slowing us down.

Hey, sexy, how would you like
an all-access pass to my bedroom?

Care to find out
if those kinky...

naughty, dirty, nasty things I do
behind closed doors...

- Oh, no, not you again!
- Come and meet my new friend.

- Isn't she gorgeous?
- Oi!

What are you doing,
you dickhead?

Got it!

Fuck me, I got it!

This is some big-shit stuff,
you know?

I mean, that was buried, man!
That was really...

Okay. Um...

Project L was something
Jimmy Deesh was working on in 1968.

Now, bear in mind these are the same
psychos that weaponised Ebola.

But whatever Project L was,
it scared them so much...

they didn't even test it.

I mean, once they created it,
they just shit themselves.

- And what was Project L?
- All I know is it was an H1N5 virus.

So... flu, I guess.

Mate, you people are serious.

I totally need a shit.

Did your friend say,
"Is a fat man," or, "Is fat man"?

What does that matter?

Did he say Jimmy Deesh L
"is a fat man" or just "is fat man"?

Er, no, he said,
"Is fat man."

But so what? He's Polish.
They don't use prepositions.

Ian? What is it?
What is "fat man"?

"Fat Man" was the name of the bomb
they released on Nagasaki.

Of course,
with so many videos going viral...

many ad agencies are trying
to cash in on the phenomenon.

What was once seen as the preserve
of geeks and internet humorists...

is now becoming big business...

Pansh familii!

- Anton?
- Pansh familii!

Acesta este începutul!

Pansh familii!

Janus...
You're all going to die.

I didn't do nothing, Becky!
He's mental.

He turned on the news
and he just flipped.

What?

Jessica's gone.

But... we have to find her.

We've got to get her back.

We're not going to find her.

It took me 35 years to find her.

We are never, ever
going to find Jessica Hyde!

You had her.

You had her for five months
and you did nothing, because of what?

- Sentiment.
- Don't push me, Leah.

Because of who her father was
and how you felt about him.

What are you doing?

- I'm calling Geoff.
- I can fix this, please.

- I'm telling him not to announce.
- No. No, wait. Let me think.

What is there to think about?

There isn't another version of this
waiting in the wings!

There isn't another Geoff or another
flu scare or another vaccine or virus!

This is it!

- Are you all right, Michael?
- Oh, hi, Bridget.

You look like
a dog ate your sandwich.

Got no idea what I'm doing here.

Well, I think you're doing...

really, really well.

Um... the Russian flu vaccine...

Remember last week
we had to postpone the tests...

because there was an issue
with the SOPs?

Well, the results have all come back,
and they are all stamped and dated...

everything is fine,
blah, blah, blah.

But the watermark dates
say Wednesday.

And the tests
happened on Thursday.

Oh. They must've got
the dates wrong.

Well, that's not possible because
the system is linked to an atomic clock.

It was a big publicity thing
about a year ago.

- So they just can't be wrong.
- So... why is it wrong?

Well, that's why
you're paid the big bucks.

This vaccine thing...
it's sorted.

I mean,
I've got somebody onto it, so...

You know, let's not...

Let's leave it.

You and me.

I mean, until I... know more.

Right.

But I... I do know more.

I pulled the previous reports
on the vaccine over the last 18 months.

Specifically
the thermal stability observation.

And it's weird.

Okay? So it's represented
by a number between 1 and 900...

taken every 18 days, right?

So it's all... fine.

It's just that when I compared it
to other vaccines...

there was an exact match.

Hong Kong flu, 1969.

- So, what, is that unusual?
- No. It's impossible!

Someone must have taken
the Hong Kong flu results...

and used them to fake the results
for the Russian flu.

This is... serious, Michael.

- This is really serious.
- Wait. Hang on.

- Let me... Let me look at that.
- Okay.

Ah, right, well...

I see what's happened here.

I-I hate to tell you, but, er,
you're mistaken.

- Oh. Am I?
- Yes.

This... this actually is
the same, er, vaccine.

See, you've-you've...

you've pulled the observations
for Hong Kong flu.

Oh, yes.

My mistake.
W-What an idiot!

I want you
to stay away from this!

You're scaring me, Michael.

But, please, j-just...

Look, there are things going on.
I can't tell you.

Just...
don't get involved, please?

Okay. Um... That...

might be a bit late.

I managed to get a sample of the vaccine,
and I'm running tests on it now.

How the fuck
did you get a sample?

Cleverness?

Breadcrumbs.

I know where he's going.

So...

you can pickpocket.

Handy.

And I can see this time.

And I can put a bullet
right in your head.

Did you really kill my dad?

Oh, yeah.
It was me, all right.

Why are you telling me that?

I put it somewhere.

Oh, there it is.

Right.

You know what you are?

You're a believer.

That's why she likes you.

It's not
that you can't take life...

I reckon you could take billions,
but...

it would have to be necessary.

Killing me just...

isn't necessary.

No... No, don't...

Don't!

Don't hurt them!

There are things
I need to see to.

Meet me here... tonight.

Be careful.

He is just... charming.

I need new identities
for three people.

Old identities totally erased.
Can you do that?

Me? Er...

I can do birth certs.
I can do passports...

I have a programme that plunders
databases so thoroughly...

Sure.

Come back tonight.

So all this time
they had a real virus?

- Russian flu is real?
- Yes, it's real.

And they're going
"Fat Man" on it...

which is how they get a whole planet
to take their vaccine.

And if the results of the fake outbreak
are modelled on the real thing...

think Spanish flu or worse.

And was that one bad?
The Spanish one?

It killed
50 million people, Grant.

Besides, we ought to be working
on the bigger question here, hm?

Who the fuck's he?

Grant, you said he spoke English.
Does he speak English?

Hey, you.

Why are we going to die?

Nai manush san!

It's lovely, fantastic!

Who are you?
What do you mean...

- "Janus. You're all going to die"?
- Oi! He's old!

No, he's someone, okay?
He knows stuff!

- Why don't you just leave him alone?
- Because people are trying to kill me.

Because they're going to do
a Nagasaki with a flu virus!

You were told to leave it,
so back the fuck off.

I see.

Fine, it's fine, perfectly fine.
I'll just go and stand over here, shall I?

Wait for someone to kill me,
shoot me in the fucking face...

because you're all pals?

Ian! Ian, quick!

What?

Did he do those?

Did he see it?
Is he copying them?

No. No, he's not copying,
he's...

This is the house
we were at this morning...

and that one's Grant.
And... look at this.

Fucking hell.

Is he...?

Philip?

Philip Carvel?

Oh, my fucking fuck!

But I thought he was dead.

- Everyone thinks he's dead.
- Well, he's not, is he?

He's here, sat in our car,
sketching.

It's not our car.

- Well, I'm just saying. It's...
- Are you fucking kidding me?

You're getting pedantic now?

Should we call Milner?

- Becky, should we call Milner?
- Listen, I don't know what's going on...

but Milner said that all this was over,
and it turns out that that's bullshit.

And him...

he made my disease.

He created it.

I don't wanna give him to anyone
unless I'm sure.

I think we should keep this
between us, Ian.

Me and you.

For now.

All right, then.

Just me and you.

And I did miss you.

It fu... it fucking hurt,
actually.

Getting on that train
was the worst decision that I ever made.

I just wanted to say...

very big of you.

Understanding me and Becky.
Our past.

Becky has told me everything.

And if you think some sordid little
bunk-up years ago means anything to me...

- you've seriously misjudged me.
- Oh, I wasn't talking about the "bunk-up".

No, I was talking about
the way...

Becky was trying to get
the manuscript to me, you know?

Um, when she was with you
all that time.

The way she was secretly
working with me...

to try and get the manuscript
away from you.

I just think it is great
that you can forgive her, that's all.

- So you got it from this?
- Yeah.

It's just a nut from the machine
that moves the tubs...

but because it doesn't come into contact
with the vaccine...

it's not subject
to the same security.

And there was a study done last year
that said that it was possible...

for vaccine aerosols
to contaminate mechanical workings.

So I had a look,
and we were lucky.

And you can test it here?

Yeah.
I've always had a home lab.

I was born geek!

I'm sorry, Bridget.

I-I'm sorry
you got caught up in this.

You seem like such a...

- good person.
- Shut up. You'll make me blush!

Actually, don't shut up. I really like
it when you say nice things to me.

Saved by the haemagglutinin-sensitised
erythrocytes!

Right...
Let's see, let's... see...

Okay, yeah, yes.
That's all good...

Fuck, what's this?

I think
there's something in here.

What?

What's in there?
There shouldn't be anything in there.

Well... there is.

I think it's... a protein,
but it's not one I've seen before.

Oh, my God.
There is something in here.

Right. Right, you just...
you just wait here.

You... Don't call anyone, don't go online.
You just... just wait there for me.

D-D... But... Michael?

Are we gonna be okay?

We can't just sit here.

Hello?

Milner, it's me.

Ian?

- Ian, are you okay?
- I don't know who to trust.

- I thought I could trust...
- Ian, listen.

This phone isn't set up
to trace calls.

I can't help you
unless you tell me where you are.

Ian?

Please!
The Network are running again.

They've just started
manufacturing the vaccine.

- Dugdale's with them.
- Dugdale?

We have Philip Carvel.

- Carvel's dead...
- No, he's alive and he's here.

- No. No, no. That can't be...
- Philip Carvel is alive!

Philip's alive?

Ian, let me protect you.

You're in great danger
where you are.

You, Becky, Grant.
You're all in danger.

- Let me help you.
- What do you mean, "Becky"?

I didn't say Becky was with us.

Yes, you did.
You said, "Becky".

Tell Geoff to announce V Day.

Everything's going to be fine.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you very much for coming.

Please do have a seat.

I have an important
and an exciting announcement to make.

American Secretary of State
said...

that China must not be allowed to turn
its wheat crisis into a military crisis.

But extended rain
coupled with...

Well, I'm alive.

So I'm assuming
this is a negotiation?

I want to trade.

I have Christian Donaldson
and the others.

But I want Amanda and Tess safe.

Really?

This is about those two?

I've new identities.
Only I know them now.

When it's done...

I'm coming for you.

Fair enough, matey.

But you should know,
I'm more important than I was.

I can bring you back in.

That's all this is about.

Bringing you home.

We need to talk.