Previously on "Last Light"...
Your son is having surgery.
And I will be there.
I'll meet you in Paris.
Have fun saving the world.
Have fun destroying it.
Something's wrong with the oil, Andy.
The British government's sent a representative.
Any preliminary hypotheses?
Some form of contamination.
ELENA: So, when will you be here?
ANDY: I booked a flight for tomorrow night.
-SAM: Love you, Dad. -I love you, too, Sam.
LUCAS: I have to say, I was concerned
when I saw Andy wasn't here with you.
He'll be here for the surgery.
So many more like you, Sam, may have the chance to see again.
PROTESTERS: Save our planet!
LAURA: I believe that once you've seen the truth,
then it becomes your responsibility
to help other people see it, too.
REPORTER: ...loss of power in the past 24 hours.
You think this is deliberate? An attack?
-What the fuck? -MIKA: Stay down!
-(gunfire) -(grunts)
-Wait! -(gunfire continues)
(man groans)
MIKA: I'm afraid you're not going to make it to Paris.
(clamoring)
Sam? Sam. Sam?
(panting)
Sam? Sam.
-Elena. -Oh. Hey, baby. I'm here. I'm here.
He's fine, he's fine. Don't worry.
Come, let me get you out of here.
ELENA: Thank you. Thank you.
(wind whistling)
(camera clicks)
You've been fucking lying to me.
I told you what I was authorized to.
We were just attacked.
You knew we were in danger.
You didn't think you needed to tell me about that?
I'm sorry, Andy.
(panting)
ANDY: Farooq says there's a village.
How far?
He doesn't think it's more than ten kilometers
along some power lines.
We need to ditch the trucks so they can't track us.
Then let's not waste time.
(exhaling)
* *
(phone ringing)
Hey. Downing Street.
Okay. I'll be back, all right?
Thanks.
Your uncle has to work now.
Yes, this is Bergmann.
Yes.
I see.
I'll be there straightaway.
Thank you, sir.
CHLOE: Everything all right?
Some situation's popped up.
They want me to head up a task force.
What is it? Is it serious?
I'm sure it's fine.
Just unexpected is all. Probably nothing.
(scoffs quietly)
(banging)
(groans)
-Hello? -(banging continues)
Is there someone down there?
(clicking)
Huh. Power's off.
(banging continues)
* *
Oh... (sighs)
-(bottle clatters) -(scoffs)
(banging continues)
(exhales)
(groans)
(banging stops)
(cell phone buzzing)
Hey.
OWEN (over phone): How are you, sleepyhead?
Yeah, you tell me.
(laughs) What happened?
OWEN: I can catch you up, if you like.
Um...
N-No, I'm gonna need some breakfast first. (chuckling)
OWEN: Uh, I think you mean lunch.
(stammers)
Oh, God. Is it really...?
Um, listen,
do you want to meet?
OWEN: Yeah. How about right now?
LAURA: Yeah. Where are you?
OWEN: Look out your back window.
LAURA: Owen.
-(laughing) -Yeah.
I slept on your sofa.
(horns honking)
ELENA: Does anyone know what's going on?
Things in England may be worse than here.
Rolling power outages.
You've heard about the ships, of course.
They say dozens now are stranded at sea.
I need to get home to Laura. She's on her own.
Yeah, that's probably best.
The surgery will have to be rescheduled anyway.
I'll take you to the airport.
-You don't have do that. -I know, but I want to.
I promised you would be in good hands.
* *
Elena.
Okay?
LUCAS: Yeah.
(sighing)
THOMPSON: Welcome back, Mom.
-How was maternity leave? -Nonexistent.
Thank you for joining us, gentlemen.
Congratulations.
How do you feel?
Like shit. Shall we?
BERGMANN: Power outages, emerging fuel issues.
Oh, I'm afraid our intel is in sync.
This definitely appears to be a coordinated attack
on energy infrastructure, and it seems to be worldwide.
Venezuelans are reporting irregularities
at the Paraguaná Refinery.
Russians are reporting
similar problems at the Novo-Ufa facility.
The Russians are sharing information?
We also have confirmed reports of cyberattacks
targeting the electricity transmission networks
across the UK, France and Germany.
CAMERON: So they're not just taking out the oil.
They're taking out the infrastructure associated.
How bad's the forecast?
All our essentials-- food, medicine, fresh water,
electricity-- everything will be impacted.
It'll develop into a scarcity crisis,
and the progression's always the same.
Society ceases to function, leading to mass panic,
hoarding, then violence.
Yes, it is always more the chaos
than the crisis itself that poses the greatest danger.
-I assume you've briefed the PM? -Our team's pushing for that.
We'd like him to coordinate with U.S.
and NATO leaders to arrange a joint emergency declaration.
We understand you have someone in the Middle East?
A scientist, Dr. Andrew Yeats.
This Dr. Yeats, what do we know?
Not much. He's an oil industry contractor.
American. Expat. Appears friendly.
Perhaps we find out more.
* *
Mika Bakhash.
That your real name?
It's the one we're most comfortable with,
so let's stick with it.
I'm assuming MI6?
Does it really surprise you there'd be
an intelligence presence during a crisis like this?
Still with the nonanswer answers.
(Mika panting)
MIKA: It's tempting, but my bet is,
if we catch a ride on one of those, we'll be seen.
You ever ridden one?
FAROOQ: No.
I'm more of a wheelman myself.
(chuckles softly)
You mentioned chatter.
Any idea who's behind this?
We're coordinating
with our European and American counterparts,
but so far, no.
MIKA: A heavily armed
European in the middle of the desert. Why?
Understanding what's caused this
will hopefully shed some light on who's behind it.
ANDY: You think they were after the samples?
MIKA: Answers.
And I think they're quite set on you not getting them.
Your expertise makes you a valuable asset, Andy.
But I'm gonna see to it that you and those samples
make it to the lab in Luzrah in one piece.
Somehow that's less than reassuring.
And yet, it's all the hope you possess.
(chuckles softly)
* *
ANNOUNCER: Attention, all travelers...
MAN: They've just cancelled everything.
-WOMAN: Really? -MAN: What's going on?
REPORTER: ...shoppers have been urged not to stockpile.
If scenes like these filmed this morning are anything to go by,
the message isn't getting through.
SAM: Mum, what are you watching?
It's just the news.
Bad news?
It's just weather and stuff.
SAM: I don't believe you.
Why don't you believe me?
I can hear it in your voice.
I can hear it in everybody's voice.
Why is everybody so afraid?
(indistinct conversations)
Elena, they've just cancelled all flights.
I'm sorry. We should head back to the car.
Okay. Uh, does anyone know what's happening?
The problems are with the power grid.
Reports are they're getting worse.
Planes are crashing, and no one can say why.
Mum?
What does that mean?
It's okay, it's okay, Sam. We're fine.
We're not getting on a plane.
Hey, her, hey, I-I'm sorry, Sam.
I didn't mean to scare you.
All the planes are grounded now.
No more crashes, okay?
Get on my back.
And up. One, two, tree.
Let's go.
Come.
I'll take you to Gare du Nord.
You can take the Eurostar.
Okay.
LUCAS: Pull.
This way.
* *
(panting)
* *
(cell phone chiming)
ELENA (recorded): Hi. I can't take your call.
Please leave a message.
(phone beeps)
Elena.
(sighs) Can you please call me back?
I need to know that you and Sam are okay.
And have you spoken with Laura?
I'm gonna try her right after this, but...
(sighs) Just call me back.
I love you.
(phone beeping)
(sighs) Fuck.
* *
(whispering): Stay low.
* *
Stay low.
I'll find out.
(horn honking)
Let's go!
LAURA: You know, it's weird-- my mom is not replying
to any of my messages.
I just want to know how my brother's doing.
Yeah.
LAURA: Have you seen this?
Looks like there's some sort of problem
with the petrol supplies.
Really? Where?
Well, it looks like everywhere.
-Shit. -WAITRESS: Hello. Sorry.
We're having some trouble
with the burners and the ovens.
Cold items only, I'm afraid.
Okay.
Um, well, in that case, then,
we will have the avocado on quinoa bread
and a microgreen salad with coconut amino dressing.
Please, no.
And...
uh, a beet and celery juice, please.
-Thank you. -No. No, God, no. No.
Nothing of what you just said
sounded anything like human food.
It is delicious. You'll love it.
Um, about last night.
Here we are.
You passed out.
(chuckling): Oh, my God. I'm so embarrassed.
Mm-mm. Look, if you're gonna be embarrassed...
...be embarrassed about this food.
-Give it a chance. -(scoffs)
MAN: What's going on?
(people murmuring)
Uh, I think the power's gone out.
(engine sputtering)
(horn honks, tires squeal)
(people exclaiming, gasping)
MAN: Did you see that?
WOMAN: Quick, quick, quick!
(clamoring continues)
Oh, shit.
(panting)
Huh?
WOMAN: Ladies and gentlemen,
as you are all aware,
in the past 24 hours, we have been experiencing
unexplained and severe energy disruptions.
At this point, we have not identified the root cause.
But we're taking certain immediate actions.
All air travel has been grounded.
The rail service will follow shortly.
All the motorways will likely be clogged
with inoperable vehicles
within the next 12 hours.
This means that hundreds of thousands of people
will find themselves stranded far from home.
The government does not have the available resources
to deal with this.
Now is the time to come together.
We ask every family
in our great nation to take in those
who find themselves marooned far from home
until we get a grip on this crisis.
That's all. Thank you.
(reporters clamoring)
(horns honking)
SAM: Mum, who are you calling?
ELENA: I'm calling Dad.
He left a voice mail, but I can't get through.
I'm sorry, Elena, but the Eurostar is shut down.
Looks like things in England have become quite severe.
Something's seriously wrong, and...
I need to get back to Laura.
Yes, of course.
I understand.
Uh... I'll take you to the ferry in Calais.
The trainman said they're still running.
-Yes. Yes. -Okay? Okay.
Thank you. Thank you.
-Seat belt, darling. -(engine starts)
* *
I'll make sure the area is secured.
I'd like to speak with your head of security.
She's expecting me.
MAN: Dr. Yeats.
Andy, what...?
-What happened to you? -Just walk with me.
Andy?
(Andy exhales heavily)
Andy, what is going on?
We were almost killed getting these here.
Something is going go.
I have no idea what, but...
I need you to do a full rundown:
spectroscopy, residuum output, energy density, everything.
How long will that take?
We can get it done in under three hours,
but what exactly are we looking for here?
I'm not sure.
Anything outside of normative.
I'm hoping we'll know it when we see it.
-We'll get right on it. -SHARON: Okay.
MIKA: Security are doing a sweep right now.
If you see anyone you don't recognize,
raise the alarm immediately.
I'm Mika Bakhash.
-I'm With Andy. -SHARON: Right.
Andy, I've just received intel.
The British power grid's failing.
There are rolling outages
in France, Spain and parts of Germany.
You think the Al Shizal oil has something to do with this?
The problem, whatever it is, it has to be caused
by far more than the Middle Eastern reserves.
We'll know more when we get the test results back,
so get started.
(chuckling): We'll go get cleaned up.
You said three hours?
-Yep. -We'll see you in two.
(horns honking)
(heavy chatter in French)
* *
Welcome.
I've registered us under false names.
You didn't have to walk me all the way to my room.
-Do you mind if I take a peek? -(lock beeps, clicks)
(scoffs)
Keep the drapes closed, the doors locked
and your phone handy.
Okay.
I'm just down the hall. 1707.
Any problems, call me.
I'll let you know when I'm ready to go.
Andy.
Mika Bakhash is my real name.
(horns honking)
Sam's still sleeping in the car.
Thank you.
I think he needs some rest.
Yeah.
He's quite a boy. Very independent.
(chuckles)
Yeah, he's been through a lot.
He's had to learn to be so tough.
Like his mother.
(chuckles) Oh, I used to be.
I feel like I'm, uh...
...missing a part of myself these days.
Hey.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Nothing.
How would you know that, Lucas?
I've watched you for years,
in an extremely difficult situation,
and you've done everything right.
Then why do I feel so lost?
That's just life.
We get lost, then we get found again.
(chuckles softly)
You've been so kind to us.
Why?
I think you know.
REPORTER (on TV): Traffic has come to a standstill across parts of the EU.
Protesters...
(newscast continues indistinctly)
At least two people were injured.
Restrictions here began on Monday
and are set to be in place for another two weeks at least.
Unfortunately, the police had to conclude quite quickly
that these people have no peaceful intention.
Their intention was to riot,
challenge the police, destroy public property...
ELENA (recorded): Hi. I can't take your call.
-Please leave a message. -Shit.
(phone beeps)
Elena, it's me.
Uh...
I'm just seeing the news. Are...
Have you talked to Laura?
I've tried calling and texting, but I can't get through.
Look, um...
There's something going on with the oil.
It was an attack, and I'm working with the lab
trying to figure it out, but...
I need to know that you and Sam are safe.
(sighs)
Just reach out to me when you can.
Okay?
(phone beeps)
* *
(Sam gasps)
(tires squealing)
(Sam breathing heavily)
SAM: Wh-What was that?
(engine grinding)
-Whoa! -(tires squealing)
Shit!
-What's going on? (stammers) -ELENA: Shit.
It's okay. It's okay, Sammy.
-It's okay. -SAM: No.
What's that? That smell.
-Shit. -SAM: Like petrol.
Smells like a race track.
(woman screams)
(engine knocking)
(woman screams)
(Elena and Lucas grunting)
(people shouting indistinctly)
-Get out. -(panting)
-Out of the car now. -Sam, open the door.
Get out. Come on. Come on, darling.
That's it. Grab my hand. Grab my hand.
-Quickly. -Come, come, come, come!
ELENA: My hand, take my hand. Come on.
-Get behind me. -Come, come.
Come on. Hurry, quick!
-Come, come, come, come, come! -(panting)
This way. Here, here.
(clamoring)
-(explosion nearby) -(people gasping)
-Come. Come. -Come on, Sammy.
This way.
-(explosion) -(people gasp, scream)
(panting)
Calais is just over there.
Mum, what's going on?
Just keep holding my hand, Sam, and just...
just keep... keep walking, okay?
(panting)
* *
We've identified one of the gunmen from Luzrah.
He's been linked to Apocalypse Watch.
Ah, the ecoterrorist group
that carried out the pipeline attack last year.
Indeed. We've been monitoring them for some time.
They're well financed.
And judging by the scale of the attacks,
they're global and vastly sophisticated.
-What are their demands? -That's the strange thing. There aren't any.
But we can derive some answers from their manifesto.
"Apocalypse Watch pledges itself to the preservation of
"Mother Earth by any and all means available.
"We stand in violent opposition to all power centers
"and harm capitalism, patriarchy, globalization
-and all other engines of subjugation and exploitation." -May I?
Their manifesto even talks about introducing disease
to cattle and poultry on a worldwide scale
to kill off the meat industry.
They really believe that the ends justify the means.
What's your assessment?
I think we should take them at their word.
They're standing in violent opposition.
And at the moment, they're winning.
(clamoring)
MAN: Come on.
(crowd chanting indistinctly)
OWEN: We're rolling.
Action.
It is incredible what's going on here tonight.
It's chaos driven by confusion,
and it's all because our government refuses to lead.
To tell us honestly what's really going on.
Of course, we know that it's our
obsession with oil that's the real problem.
(chanting continues)
(clamoring)
OWEN: Laura, come on!
LAURA (recorded): It's Laura. You know what to do.
Shit.
ELENA (recorded): Hi. I can't take your call.
Please leave a message.
(phone chimes, buzzes)
* *
(door closes)
-(clamoring) -(siren wailing, horns honking)
Do you think it's as bad as it looks?
Let's find out.
(clamoring continues)
(helicopter whirring)
(Lucas speaking French)
ELENA: Excuse me.
(clamoring continues)
It's okay.
(dog barking nearby)
(clamoring continues)
(Lucas speaks French)
Okay, stay here. I'll go see if we can find a way through.
-Okay? -Okay.
(clamoring continues)
SAM: Mum?
I miss my cane.
I know, sweetheart. We'll, uh...
We'll get you a new one when we get home.
Just hold on to me, okay?
We're fine. We're fine.
* *
MAN: It's been two hours.
-What the hell is going on? -(clamoring continues)
-(whistle blaring) -(clamoring)
Lucas!
(both shouting in French)
-(siren blaring) -(tires squeal)
Lucas! Lucas!
(clamoring continues)
* *
Lucas! Lucas!
Lucas, talk to me. (sobs)
(crying): Oh, my God.
Lucas? Lucas?
Oh, my God. Look at me, look at me!
He's gone. He's gone.
ELENA (sobbing): Look at me, look at me.
-It's not safe. -Please, please look at me.
Please, come with me.
(sobbing): Oh, God. Oh, my God.
(Elena crying)
Baby, baby, come on, come on.
SAM: We can't leave him.
* *
SHARON (sobbing): No!
No, no, please don't shoot. Please!
-(silenced gunshot) -(body thuds)
* *
(panting)
-(silenced gunshots) -(glass shattering)
(alarm blaring)
(horns honking)
* *
(panting quietly)
-(music playing) -(chatter)
(phone beeping)
(quiet chatter)
(deep, shuddering breaths)
(door opens)
Don't be scared. It's okay.
I'm a friend. I'm here to help.
By breaking into my house?
Your father is Andy Yeats, right?
Fuck off.
I'm friends with your father.
You don't know my father.
I do. He works for the oil companies.
I said fuck off!
(Laura grunting, panting)
I just want to talk, okay?
(whimpers softly)
I'm not gonna hurt you.
(grunting)
Stop.
-Owen! Owen! -ASH: Stop.
(grunting)
(yells)
(grunting, panting)
ASH: Stop.
-(silenced gunshot) -(groaning)
(tires squeal)
(alarm blaring in distance)
(distant chatter)
* *
(panting)
(silenced gunshot)
-(tires squeak) -(engine revs)
You think I wouldn't track you?
-(silenced gunshot) -(bullet ricochets)