This program me contains very strong language
and scenes that some viewers may find upsetting
Hands by your side. Sit.
For the select few,
this process might make them.
But for the majority of these celebrities...
Guard!
...it will completely break them.
Hands. Walk.
Move! Incoming, let's go!
In this series... Squeeze it in!
...16 celebrity recruits...
Crawl! Zip it!
...will leave their glamorous lives behind.
Get down on the ground! Get in there!
They will be put through
the most gruelling stages of SAS selection...
Down!
...by an elite team of ex-special forces soldiers.
Honesty, integrity, trust.
Everything we've installed in you from day one, everything!
No allowances or exceptions will be made.
Get on your stomach!
I'm not scared of getting dirty,
but I'm going to have to change these.
I can just about open my car door. Go!
My mum does not want me to do this.
She's scared I'm going to get injured.
She's really not looking forward to that.
Get into it! I've seen pressure...
I need support now!
...so what I'm going to face on this course is water off a duck's back.
Take him down!
Ah! Like an injured slug.
Lift up your boat!
No other test asks as much...
You've got it. Let's go!
Well done, ZoZo.
...or means as much...
Well done.
...to the few who make it through.
Welcome to your worst nightmare.
That way. I think we should go back.
Four hours ago,
the recruits were sent on a mission behind enemy lines.
Get down on the ground!
On the floor! Get down!
They were ambushed and captured by a hunter force
made up of ex-special forces...
Get your big fat arse down.
...and handed over to an elite team of interrogators,
for the most feared phase of the course -
resistance to interrogation.
HIGH-PITCHED SQUEALING
The five remaining celebrity recruits -
Number 1, Matt, 3, Teddy,
6, Perri, 7, Gareth,
and 11, Danielle,
have been stripped of their clothes and belongings
and placed in detention
in preparation for interrogation.
BABY CRYING
Interrogation absolutely will test these celebrities
beyond anything they can ever imagine.
We're looking for your Achilles heel. Oh...!
Once we have identified a weakness,
it will be used against you over and over again,
to exploit you, to expose you, to break you.
The recruits will now enter the solo interrogation phase.
They will be questioned on a fictional cover story.
Johnny boy, can you run seven again? Yeah, all right.
The phase is led by the Umpire,
who will remain anonymous for security reasons.
The whole point of resistance to interrogation
is to keep yourself alive. Step down.
Buy yourself time,
so that somebody can get to you and rescue you.
You have to convince them
that you have something that's of worth to them.
But without divulging that too quickly.
Firstly, you've got to try and humanise yourself.
You've got to make it difficult for them to want to hurt you.
All right, Gareth. Yeah, I'm fine, yeah.
Facing interrogation is recruit Number 7, Gareth.
What are you doing here?
I'm a volunteer for a...
...erm, Asian, er...Saola Survey.
Right, for the purpose of this,
you work for the Asian Saola Survey, yeah?
Abbreviated as ASS.
24 hours ago, the recruits were given a cover story.
You need to have your story up here, yeah?
The importance of a cover story
is it gives you a reason to be there in the first place.
It gives you a story to maintain for as long as possible.
It creates a time buffer
for your own forces to initiate the hostage rescue.
Ultimately, the goal is at all costs to stay alive.
What's that? Asian what?
Er, Saola Survey.
It's very rare, a very rare mammal, basically.
OK.
Good boy.
Whenever I'm feeling in a dark place,
I just always think of my beautiful daughter's face,
smiling at me saying, "You can do this, Daddy!"
And I think that's going to be my main source of inspiration.
What was your job to do? Er...
Search the land, basically, for, um...dung samples.
OK. What were you doing with the dung samples?
How were you collecting them? We put it into a bag.
Where were these bags, then?
Cos I didn't see any of these bags in your kit.
Um... Um...
Rare that you find these dung samples.
If it's rare, then, that you find the dung samples,
shouldn't you have had the empty bags with you?
Yeah, I didn't...
I maybe should have had some bags on me, I didn't.
Why don't they trust you with bags? It's just a bag, isn't it?
We're only volunteers.
How much of an expert do you have to be
to pick up a piece of shit and put it into a bag?
Yeah, I...
Um...
Right.
I've had enough of that for now, cos this just isn't stacking up.
You know that, don't you?
Well, let's just leave it at that. Guard!
He buys time well, he's very considered.
He's genuinely an individual that's quite difficult to get upset with.
It's like kicking a puppy.
Next in is Number 11, Danielle.
Danielle, innit? Yeah.
When you answer questions,
you can end it with "sir", if you want.
OK, sir. That's better, innit?
I'd like to think they would think I'm quite a strong person.
Been through five childbirths,
so I mean they're going to have to do a lot to break be down.
What about who you're with?
There's some people with you, in't there?
I can't remember off the top of my head, I'm so tired.
Do you want me to help you remember?
But it was dark, sir.
So you don't know who you was with cos it was dark?
Have you fucking lost your mind?
No...sir.
So who the fuck was you with, then?
I don't know.
Got to do something, haven't we?
I think she's handled this quite well.
Buying time, maintaining the right demeanour.
Tell me some fucking names.
I don't know. You don't know?
I'm going to fucking help you remember.
You fucking think I'm an idiot!
Fucking dick!
Come on, girl. Spit it out.
Remember.
Now.
Matt.
Yeah. And Perri.
There was someone called Teddy with us and Gareth as well.
Good, good. I didn't expect her to last two minutes.
Guard!
Good performance, really.
I thought it was fucking strong.
SQUEALING, BABY CRYING
Next in for questioning...
Stop, stop. Stop.
..is Number 1, Matt.
He doesn't like being told to shut up
or being put back in his place.
But he'll be good at this, I reckon. Yeah.
Sit down.
Interrogation is something that is just part and parcel of my day job.
And maybe I will come completely unstuck.
OK, so, Matt... Yeah.
But I've been interrogated in the most aggressive way
by people being totally unreasonable.
You know, have you met Piers Morgan?
What are you doing here?
I'm here with the...Asian Saola Survey.
You must know about it? No, I mustn't.
Does that make me a bit stupid, then? No, no, no. All right, OK.
So how'd you get involved in this, then? You just find it?
No, no, no, no, I want to do good, right, and I want to...
But how did you get involved in this?
Well, I've always been interested in...ecology.
Yeah, how did you find this?
Well, I think it... cos I think it's important.
Oh, I got involved... Stop, stop, stop. Stop, stop.
I've asked you a question, like, how did you find this opportunity?
Through my friend, Zac. Right.
I said to him, "I would like to do something that really matters,
"for biodiversity or ecology, you know, broadly.” Yeah.
And...he suggested this.
How much training did you have, then? I did an online course.
Right. How did you get that online course?
My secretary gave me the...
she set it up for me and said, "Will you sit here and do this?"
Do you think that was suitable enough, you know,
to get a bit of jungle training via an e-learning package?
Yeah, but the idea was then we get, you know...
You get what? Learn on the job.
There's certain things you want to learn on the job
and some you probably don't, isn't there?
So...how did you get out here? Me, well, I flew, obviously.
Obviously.
Who's in charge of this team, this little group of yours?
Well, nobody, really.
Someone must have made decisions?
Yeah, well, when... In the end.
I'll tell you exactly what happened, when there's a group...
I wish you would. Well, I'm doing my best.
Oh, you fucking arrogant wanker! He is arrogant.
He's going out of his way to try and win every verbal spat.
Cannae help himself, can he?
There were two decisions, really... Right, enough, enough. Get up.
I'm not interested in this fucking bullshit.
You're trying your best to talk around all this shit,
but it ain't going to work. Do you understand, yes or no?
I do, yes. Guard!
He cannae understand, "Yes or no, I do."
Everything's a power struggle, isn't it?
Put him on the box and tell him. Cross your legs now and smirk now.
Legs up on there.
Arrogance gets you punished, you silly little sausage.
Due to his attitude, Number 1, Matt,
will now be restrained in an extreme stress position.
Massive failure to recognise the circumstances he's in.
On a couple of occasions, he could barely hide his contempt.
He laid back, and he crossed his legs,
and he fucking flicked his hand twice.
For real, he'd be getting the shit kicked out of him. Yeah.
MATT GROANS
Ohh...
BABY CRYING
It's five hours into
the resistance-to-interrogation phase of the course.
Number 1, Matt, has been held on the parade square
for the last 20 minutes
as a punishment for antagonising the interrogators.
Next time you speak to me, give me the right fucking answers.
Do you understand?
Understood.
Stand up.
BABY CRYING
He is returned to detention with the remaining four recruits.
MIXED NOISE
They have been awake for over 22 hours,
surviving on small amounts of food and water.
Ah...
In between questioning, they are held in stress positions
and subjected to distressing sounds.
When I was in training,
and I was captured and manhandled
and slapped, put into a box,
stripped naked,
it felt absolutely real.
You listen to screaming babies, you hear horrible sounds.
MAN GROANS
There was this song they would always play, "Boots, boots, boots,"
and I remember the last part was,
"There's no discharge from the war.”
And it just drives you insane.
Big step down. Big step.
You have to keep your head together.
Remember why you're there is that you must learn
to get through this and get home, no matter what.
Next in for questioning is Number 6, Perri.
What's the matter?
I'm catching my breath. Sorry.
She's fucked. Physically, she's fucked.
Do you want a chair? Yes, please.
Sit down. Don't fucking faint.
So why are you here?
I'm doing voluntary work with the ASS.
Basically, what the organisation does...
...is protects these animals.
I must say they look like unicorns, they're called Asian unicorns.
She's back in the room.
Also, I had training.
And who trained you?
I went to, erm, an office in London.
Where was the office in London? Just central London.
Just central London? Turn up, taxi, "Take me to central London."”
What fucking area of central London?
I don't know. You don't know?
Do you want me to tell you why? I was sleeping.
Oh, you were sleeping!
Sleeping, oh...!
Does this story sound fucking stupid to you?
It's the honest truth. Bullshit.
In here...
...there's answers, in't there?
You're talking fucking nonsense.
Aren't you?
This is shit. Do you agree?
Or do you disagree?
Which fucking one?!
Partly, partly.
What fucking use...?!
What fucking use is that to me?!
What use is it?
What use are you? No use.
That's the correct statement.
Fucking stand up.
Did she deploy any of the cover story in a manner
that would give her any sort of credibility at all?
No.
Put that on, now.
It's clearly nonsense.
I mean, she's surviving. Phew.
Big step down.
Those interrogators are there for a reason.
They're there to break you,
and you must now break.
You must not give too much information too soon.
If you do, you compromise other men and women
that are coming to rescue you.
You must make yourself seem valuable.
Right, take this hood and goggles off there.
But don't be too friendly. That can make you vulnerable.
You OK?
Last in for questioning is Number 3, Teddy.
Sit in this chair here. Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.
Is that better?
Who have we got here then?
Teddy Soares.
Look at me, Teddy, when I'm speaking, all right?
I'd like to think I'm quite charismatic,
and I think that will carry me through.
I tell myself that I will be fine,
but I'm nervous about my mental resilience.
So just explain to me a little bit more about what this ASS do.
I've been asked to help with the camera tracking of the breed.
I note you didn't answer my question.
Remember when I ask the questions, you answer them. Yes, sorry.
Yes, what... Smile or no smile. What was the question?
This is a kid who's used to winning rooms over easily.
Yeah. That smile's got him a long way, but that's all he's got.
What is your job as a cameraman?
I didn't say I was a cameraman. Listen, don't laugh. OK.
Listen to what I'm asking and answer the question. I'm not arguing.
What does your job entail. Don't do that to me. OK.
Somebody must have trained you. How long did you train?
Yeah, so they sent me an e-document kind of thing.
An e-document? Yeah. Is that right? Yes.
Teddy Bear, is that what you expect me to believe?
Oh, fuck. Here it comes.
Listen to me. I am interested in animals.
Listen, don't argue with me. I'm not, I'm just...
All right, listen. I'm talking, listen to me.
No, he would be dragged outside. And kicked the shit out of.
I say this species is in fucking trouble
if you're the one that's here to fucking save it!
Get this on.
Guard. He knows the cover story's fucked,
and he hasn't got the wit to dance around it in the room.
Put him on the box.
This is what you get for being a sarcastic fucker.
Do you understand?
BREATHLESS: Yes.
Hello? Am I allowed to talk?
Not really.
Dickhead.
I'm going to take you somewhere now and speak to my colleague,
and you'd better have something good to say,
because he'll be speaking to me. Do you understand?
Take these off.
Look at me.
What is it? What's your confession?
I'm with, er... the British special forces.
Wow.
Fucking caved in.
I mean, fuck me, if he'd even got to the stage
where he'd been shouted at or had some water thrown on him.
And the rest of your team?
I can't speak for them.
Answer my fucking question!
Are they in it with you? Don't back away, it's not nice.
I'm shouting cos you're pissing me off.
I've just told you my confession.
You argumentative, arrogant little fuck!
Are the rest of them working with you with the special forces?
I've just answered.
Fuck you, wasting my fucking time!
Get him out. Fucking hell. Fucking back up, dickhead.
Get your hood on. His performance was shit.
Gone from "I'm hunting unicorns” to "I'm fucking special forces”,
and nobody else has strayed from the fucking cover story.
If that happens on selection, you get binned.
HE GROANS Shut the fuck up.
Breaking the cover story too early
shows us that you don't understand the process.
Or you haven't given enough thought to what duress means to you.
It puts you in danger, and it puts everybody else in danger.
Number 3, Teddy, has been summoned by the umpire.
Number 3, open your eyes, look at me. Who am I?7 Umpire.
Number 3, this phase is over for you, OK?
Stand still. The DS will be in in a minute.
Number 3...
...mate, you've unfortunately failed this phase.
How? So we've got to pull you off.
Because you broke the cover story too early.
I thought I did everything all right, you know? I escaped somehow.
In the grand scheme of things, you've done a fucking great job.
You should be proud. Anyway, give us your armband.
Dispense with the formalities. It was a good effort.
Wait there, I'll get the doc.
Number 3, Teddy, is the 12th celebrity to leave the course.
The interrogators will now increase the pressure
in the double-interrogation phase of the course
as they attempt to get the remaining recruits to break cover.
First to be tested are Number 6, Perri...
...and Number 1, Matt.
Back again. He needs to stop being a dick.
He needs to identity that.
I don't like you.
You can fucking look at me when I speak to you.
I've got quite high levels of self-belief.
I mean, you know, you don't put yourself forward in public life
like I have unless you think
you can prove yourself in the face of adversity.
I mean I have self-doubt,
but I've got self-belief, too.
Have you been lying as well? Cos she's been lying.
You can fucking answer!
No, sir.
What happens to liars?
It's not good news, sir. It's fucking not.
You, my little friend,
are there in my fucking hand. Yes.
And you've got no fucking power whatsoever, have you? No.
You fucking need to understand that. Yes.
I fucking run it here.
And you will address me as "sir" when you speak to me.
OK, sir. Better.
Is that a bit of a laughter there? Were you laughing a bit? No, sir.
You keep looking at me with contempt,
and I'll fucking ram this boot that far up your arse
you will spit laces out for a fucking week.
What does it take?
What does it take for him just to fucking bow his head
and fucking play ball?
He likes to think he's clever.
Start answering questions properly. OK.
Yeah? Yes? Yes.
The recruits are over halfway through
the resistance-to-interrogation phase of the course.
Number 1, Matt...
...and Number 6, Perri, are being questioned together
in a bid to get them to break cover.
She has highlighted herself as being the fucking class dunce.
Pretty dopey, aren't you? Yes. Aren't you? I am.
Cos you're so clever, you're top of the fucking class,
you get a reward.
Because you're bottom, you get a fucking punishment.
If I felt I was in danger, I probably would freeze.
Sit down. You move over here.
You relax.
I don't think I'Wl think rationally, that's not me.
I'll be scared and hoping that someone will come and help me.
Get it poured over her fucking head. All of it. Nice and slowly, though.
Nice and steady. Come on, nice and steady.
Don't touch the bucket on her head. Lift it higher. All over.
Come on, you're doing really well here.
Keep going. Well done.
Well done. That's enough. That's enough.
Are you all right, little 'un?
I'm cold, I'm cold.
Do you want to stop? Yes... Yes, sir.
And how do you want it to stop?
By telling the truth.
Stand up.
What is the truth?
I'm actually here training
with the British Armed Forces.
Oi...
What about you?
We're here being trained by the British special forces.
Are you now? And is this the truth?
Yes, sir.
It fucking better be.
Yes?! Yes, sir.
He's not happy with her, is he?
There was no inclination that she was going to wait to see what came.
She'd made up her mind, "I'm going to break cover."
She's kind of cooked his goose,
cos I don't think he'd have squawked at that point.
You seem like the cleverer one.
So why has it come to this?
Why have you had to do something to somebody else?
Do you feel good about that? No, I don't, sir. No.
Because you don't seem like you really give a fuck.
Do you like letting people down?
No, I do not, sir.
Sure? Absolutely.
Who else have you let down?
well...
Lying cunts like you wind me the fuck up!
Because you fucking look down your nose at people like me!
With contempt.
But you've got no fucking power here, my Pedigree Chum.
That's for fucking us about and wasting our fucking time.
Good one. Good one.
Ultra-brain freeze.
It's painful, you know, it's really painful.
Didn't want you missing out on that. Fucking get it back on.
Last in is Number 11, Danielle,
and Number 7, Gareth.
Stand fucking still. Stand fucking still!
I have verbal abuse constantly,
almost every day of my life,
and so I'm certainly... hardened to that.
Why are you fucking moving? Doing your fucking hair.
I'm really not looking forward to interrogation.
However, over the years, I've had lots of experience of it.
Nice guy, Gareth. Why the fuck are you moving?
Do you like him? Why the fuck are you moving?!
Do you like him? Yes, he's a nice...
He's a really nice guy. Yes.
My colleague had a really nice chat with him.
Don't fucking move again.
So when we play them off against each other, we use techniques
such as not letting them hear what each other has said.
Do you know what you're doing here? Do you dye your beard?
Are you going to cry on me? No.
Do you dye your hair? Do you work out, Gareth?
Yes, I do.
The whole point is to create the conditions
where the recruits are constantly doubting their own performance.
Ay-up, thicko! How have you been? This is Gareth, the nice guy.
My colleagues have been talking about you.
Because self-doubt leads to collapse -
of cover story, of resolve, of desire to survive.
Why doesn't she really know what she's doing then and you do?
You got an explanation for that? Is she thick?
Is she fucking thick? Yes or no?
Are you thick? Keep it fucking simple.
Yes or no, is she thick? Are you thick?
No. Are you shit?
Are you thick and shit? No.
Do you think he deserves punishing? No.
So do you think you deserve to be punished?
It's just yes or no. No.
Why?! Cos I'll tell the truth.
You're not telling the truth.
Gareth might be telling the truth, I don't know.
Sit your arse down, Gareth, get comfortable.
Come on, handsome. Sit down. You are going to do the punishing.
Hold it.
I will help you if you want. Come on.
Stop the tears. It's heavy, isn't it?
Jesus Christ! Oof! Ah...
Did you deserve that? What a bitch you are.
Deep breaths, girl, deep breaths. She's really struggling.
Who's doing the fucking lying around here?!
I do need an answer.
Now. Right, come on Gazza, get round here.
It's only fair, innit?
Can't be sexist.
Everyone's treated the same, in't they?
Off we go, nice.
On her head, please. On her head, Gareth.
You can talk about anything you want, you know.
SHE MOANS
You can talk about whatever you want.
We've got loads of water and we've got loads of ice.
Do you want me to get another bucket for you? No!
The work, we're here doing training.
What about you? Are you training? I thought you were collecting shit.
No, we're not. Gazza! Is this correct?
What the fuck is she going on about?
Um...
We're here with the, um...
...British special forces. It's the truth.
Well, I thought they played each other quite well.
Put this on. Put that on.
Gazza. Guard.
For both of them, that was good performances.
If you gave this guy more practice, would he nail it?
Fucking hell, probably, mate.
With the interrogation over,
the DS and interrogators discuss who they think has passed the phase.
For me, there's two clear. 7 and 11 smashed it out of the park.
Yeah, you're right.
6, she broke.
She had made the decision to get out,
and that shows to me clearly
that she hasn't understood the training she's been given.
That then takes us on to 1.
He's like a Dr Seuss character, he's like the Grinch.
I still don't trust that smile.
His understanding of what a cover story is
and how you use it - fucking brilliant.
I just don't think he's able to wipe that look off his face.
The think is, your cover story can be great,
but if you come across as a cock, you'll get battered.
And I get that, mate, but he's a political animal.
That makes him a twat - it doesn't make him shit at this.
Following their assessment,
the Umpire has asked to see one of the remaining recruits.
Number 6, look at me. Who am I?
Umpire. Number 6, for you, this phase is over. Stand still.
When I say go, I want 20 burpees, ready?
Are you ready?
No more burpees.
Number 6, look at me.
This, I'm afraid, is the end of the road for you.
OK? You've give us everything we've asked for.
You've give us that fucking crazy-ass smile,
amazing character, guts and determination.
Honestly, it's been an absolute pleasure.
You smell terrible! SHE LAUGHS
Look after yourself, all right? And you.
We'll talk on the other side. All right, then.
The athlete in me, I feel like, has never left,
cos I always want to better myself.
Thank you so much. What for?
For bringing out the best in me. Shut up, stop crying!
But when I was competing,
I don't think I enjoyed, at the time, my achievements.
You were a fucking pleasure to have on this, 100%.
And I feel like on, the course, I want to do well,
but I want to enjoy it, yeah.
I hope this is a fucking good part of your journey.
Thank you. See ya!
And something to be proud of, I feel like that's always my thing.
After 12 hours of interrogation,
just three celebrity recruits remain.
Take off your hoods and drop them behind you.
This phase is now over.
You all go forward
to the next phase.
Well done.
I ain't gonna lie.
If the words "skin of the teeth” is ever used, this is fucking it.
When I say go,
back to your accommodation, get ready to go again.
Go!
Ow! Ow!
Ah...
It feels like a different world in here.
I was so fucking terrified.
I need new feet, I don't know about anything else.
Yeah.
That was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
Oh, my God...
Just think about all the people that were here,
and then there's just us three left.
I know. It's crazy.
And I thought I'd be gone on the first day!
Of the 16 celebrity recruits who began the course,
only three remain.
Remember when we was getting interrogated together,
and then she went to me,
"Hmm, maybe you're not a fucking stupid bitch after all."
Did she?! "Or maybe you are."
They kept on saying to me,
"All I've heard about you is you're a nice boy."
Ah, well, they didn't say that to me.
Everyone on parade, full kit!
Shit!
I genuinely thought that that was it.
Wow, I feel sick.
Before the course comes to an end,
the recruits will face the ultimate test of endurance.
Come on, let's move!
Straight down there, into the water
and wade down, quick as you can, let's go!
It's a race! Come on, get in there!
There are plenty of stings in the tail on selection.
War isn't over when you think it's over,
and so we want to see if there's enough left in the tank
to fight until the bitter end.
Come on, Number 7, catch it up!
Let's see some fucking aggression!
Before the DS decide if the recruits have what it takes to pass,
they must undergo a gruelling test of physical and mental strength.
Let's go! Who wants it?!
The final challenge is designed to replicate combat under fire.
Steel, sharp as steel. Let's go.
When you're crawling through ditches, carrying heavy kit...
Get it up here. Pick up the log, back in the creek.
Come on! Ah!
...trying to stay out of sight of the enemy, not get hit by bullets...
You better hustle! Put some Vitamin Man on that shit.
...it's supposed to be fucking hard work.
Oh! I don't want tears, I want results.
Feels disgusting. You want it to end, but it doesn't.
Two Jerry cans here and let's move. Come on, MC Hammer. Dig in. Dig in.
I wouldn't have entered this course if I wasn't in it to the end.
I don't want to see any quitting here, 7.
You're where you belong. Come on.
Failure for me would be knowing that I haven't given it everything.
Come on. Come on. Don't you fucking worry about him, worry about you.
I'm a pretty driven person. I'm not a quitter.
I wouldn't be here if I was.
Dig deep, 1.
There's no point in signing up for something like this,
unless you're going to absolutely give it your all.
Argh! Come on.
If I feel like the odds are against me,
I'm that person that just will keep on going.
PANTING
I don't feel like I'm going to be the strongest,
but whatever happens I know I'm going to give it my all.
SHE GROANS
Well done, 11. Strong effort.
Leave those, turn to your left. Follow me, let's go.
Let's go.
One behind the other, right up my arse.
QUIETLY: Oh, God, not that again. Fuck's sake.
The final part of the task will be a test of grit and determination.
Stand behind some equipment.
Each recruit must hang above the ground until they break,
whilst being timed by the DS.
Come on, then. Go.
You've got to bear in mind, at this stage the recruits are deprived
of sleep, energy, they're exhausted, they're soaking wet.
OK, make your way out.
And now they're being asked to give everything they've got,
dig into their reserves to find the grit,
the courage, the power, and win.
Anyone gets over a minute, I'll be impressed.
Facing the final challenge is Number 11, Danielle.
I think my biggest fear is heights.
Letting my kids down is another fear.
But all I can do is try my hardest.
You ready?
Ready. Dismount.
Ah!
Fuck.
Fatigue makes quitters of us all.
Oh.
Next up is Number 1, Matt.
Dismount.
I'm pretty competitive, and this is a competition against myself
to do the best I possibly can. And I'm going to do that.
God, if I make it to the end I'll be very proud of myself.
Number 1 Matt hangs for one minute and ten seconds.
He did pretty good.
Next to hang from the bars is Number 7, Gareth.
OK, crack on.
Dismount.
When I was a 17-year-old boy I entered a TV talent show.
I made the final but didn't win.
You know, it was hard, hard at the time.
But 20 years on, I want to prove to myself that I am strong.
And that I can make it right down to the end
and hopefully even win.
One minute.
HE GRUNTS
Are you good?
Number 7 Gareth holds on the longest,
at 1 minute and 20 seconds.
OK. They've give what we've asked them to give.
However, this is being judged from day one.
I physically and mentally couldn't have pushed myself
any more than I have. No. We've smashed it
and we've smashed ourselves in the process. Yes. Exactly.
The course is over. The DS will now decide who, if any,
of the remaining recruits have passed selection,
based on their performance throughout the course.
Number 11 has been my biggest surprise.
Great character. She keeps going, determination.
But she's just not physically strong enough.
Number 7.
Pretty much passed virtually everything on this course.
Been a frontrunner from the beginning.
He's remained stoic.
Number 1. On face value,
the course, he's succeeded at most tasks,
outworked many of the people on the course.
Big decision.
OK, close in on me. Run.
I think back to my time in the Special Forces
and about the situations I've been in where
the chips are down and you think you're going to die
and you think about the people that you want next to you.
OK, just stand right there.
It's all about trust.
I look at the people that are stood in front of us,
and I ask myself, in the darkest of dark places,
would I have that person stood next to me?
Stand proud where you are now.
It's a personal journey to everybody.
And if the answer is yes, then they've passed.
If it's no, then they haven't.
Fucking good effort. All of you.
Now you chose to come on what is, without a shadow of
a doubt, the most brutal course in the world.
So stand proud.
Number 1, step forward.
Number 11, step forward.
You two, just across to the DS, give him your number.
And then just stand to the left.
Congratulations, Number 7. You've passed this course.
Thank you. Wow. Thank you.
Enjoy that moment.
Well done. Well done, you two.
Thank you so much. You can call us what you want now.
Thank you. LAUGHTER
Wow. God.
Selection is the hardest thing these celebrities
could choose to do in their lives.
God. Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you.
Well done. Brilliant. Mate, what a ledge. Thank you so much.
It will show you who you really are and what you are truly capable of.
Come on, eyelashes.
Thank you. Well done. Thank you.
How the fuck did you get here?
I was never going to give up, so... And I haven't.
It will be life-affirming. It will make you want to cry,
it will make you want to quit. But when it's over,
you'll fucking miss it.
Thank you. You're welcome.
Thank you for everything. You're welcome, brother. Thank you. Wow.
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