(tense music)
A bomb delivered by a drone destroyed a transformer
at the Isle of Dogs Power Station.
The person we believe to be the drone pilot
is now in custody.
Take one more step and I'll shoot!
[Thom] His name is Nicholas Hood.
You found out that Johansson was having an affair.
You rigged his lover to a collar bomb.
(bomb beeping)
Sorry, just stay still for me, please.
(victim screaming)
(bomb blasts)
Lana!
Nick, you messed this one up.
I don't recognise your laws.
[Lana] Everything all right with Mum?
[Lana's Dad] She won't talk.
People deal with grief differently, Dad.
Well, maybe you could help.
I'm all in.
Tell me what you want me to do.
We will.
(tense music)
[Man] What's that?
[Woman] Insurance.
I love you and I would love to make it work.
Yeah, me too.
The ITN Switchboard got a call 25 minutes ago
saying there was a device inside one the lifts.
Expo-2, we've got a jammer.
All clear.
(bomb blasts)
(tense music)
Explosion in one of the lift shafts.
Where's the nearest access point?
[Woman] Up here.
(suspenseful music)
What?
(Thom screams)
(body thuds)
(tense music)
(Lana shudders)
(dramatic music)
(sombre music)
Who's the officer killed?
Well...
When will you release the name?
(sombre music)
(vehicle door slams)
(tense music)
Can you give me any more information about the suspect?
Any other persons of interest?
(tense music)
Look, anything at all I can use.
[Man] Martina.
I'll call you back.
(tense music)
(dramatic music)
In the light of last night's events,
I'm now taking direct charge of this investigation.
Thom was an outstanding officer,
dedicated, hardworking, liked by all.
The best thing we can do,
the only thing we can do to honour his memory
is to catch whoever did this.
They're still out there.
They've taken one of our own.
This is personal now.
It's our fight and we will win.
(jazzy music)
Erm, plate's hot.
Oh, thanks.
(door thuds shut)
Can I get a black coffee please?
[Barista] Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
(jazzy music)
That looks good.
What is it?
Um, er, Chilaquiles?
Er, it's basically, erm, corn tortilla pieces fried,
salsa, cheese, eggs, and beans.
I come here every morning,
have exactly the same thing, it's...
It's delicious.
Well, it looks it.
Try a bit.
Oh.
No, I can't.
Go on, go on.
It's the perfect start to the day.
All right. (laughs)
So what, do I just get...
Proper bit with cheese.
Get some of the beans, too.
[Woman] Okay.
[Man] Hm?
[Woman] Mm!
[Man] What do you think?
That's amazing.
(knocking on van)
(van door bangs shut)
The working assumption is that these attacks are linked,
though the targets appear to be radically different.
Last night's explosion took place in the data server room
of Tratea Global Analytics.
It's a data mining company.
It's been accused of obtaining
and using personal data illegally.
Now, let's get some answers.
What kind of data do they hold?
Why would terrorists target this particular company?
Is there a connection with the power station?
And Thom, how did he fall?
What were his movements just before his death?
He was on the stairs, sir.
He was taking passengers from the lift to the ground floor
when the bomb went off.
He must have gone back up.
Any CCTV?
Erm, the team are processing that now, sir.
We should have collected all pertinent materials
within the hour.
But, erm, this is what we've got so far.
(woman laughing)
Yeah.
So, thought I'd do the same here.
[Woman] A man of habits.
[Man] Right, I'd better go.
I'll be late for work.
[Woman] Oh, that's a shame, I was, erm,
well, I was enjoying our chat. (chuckles)
Well, we could, erm, continue another time,
if you'd like.
Yeah.
Yeah, maybe.
Tonight?
Mm.
Look, Why don't you, er, give me your number?
I lost my phone.
I'll email you.
Give me your address.
Right.
[Woman] Oliver.
And you are?
Hope.
I didn't realise you were so important, Oliver.
[Oliver] Ah, tell my boss that.
(Hope laughs)
Don't forget your bag.
Oh, yeah.
Er, thanks.
Erm, see you later.
Looking forward to it.
(shop bell tinkles)
(sombre music)
[Coworker] Morning.
Morning.
(telephone ringing nearby)
(tense music)
(paper tearing)
(tense music)
(staff chattering)
Helen.
Yeah?
Just can't believe it.
You two were perfect together.
(Helen sniffles)
You okay?
Mm.
Looking for those that've got jam inside.
They're nice.
(mobile ringing)
Dad, I can't really talk right now.
Yeah, I'm sorry to bother you at work, luv.
I was just wondering if you've managed to speak to Mum.
Yeah, well I called her.
She just didn't call me back.
Look, can you try her again for me, please, luv?
You know, when you've a minute.
Okay, I'll text her.
I'll tell her I'll come round tonight.
[Lana's Dad] All right, thanks, luv.
I've got to go.
Re...
So, I've just briefed the Home Secretary.
She's offering us whatever resources we require.
Money, additional manpower, but we have to deliver.
Batra, run us through how the terrorists got
a bomb into the building.
(clears throat) Yeah.
Er, a fault was reported on the lift.
An engineer was called in,
but his vehicle was stolen
and he's since been reported missing.
So the terrorists used his pass
to gain access to both the building and the lift.
Er, according to the log,
he left the building shortly before the explosion and
we're using ANPR to track the movement of the stolen van.
There was a call that came in about 20 minutes ago.
Er, the caller used voice altering software
and he claims to have vital intelligence on the group.
Prank call?
I don't think so.
He knew detailed information about how the CCTV
at the power station was hacked.
He wants to meet.
[John] Can we contact him?
[Batra] He didn't give us his number,
we couldn't trace the call,
but he said he's gonna call us back.
Okay, good.
And what about Nick Hood?
Well, he's wiped his life clean.
There's nothing in his flat.
No photos, there's nothing.
Social media?
He has none.
But we're using facial recognition to download pictures
from other profiles.
Er, graduation photos, Hood and his colleagues
at a symposium and that kind of thing.
We're talking to the security services
to see if anyone in the photos are on a watch list.
We did turn up one thing, sir.
Immigration and travel manifests show
that he flew to Poland a year ago.
He played in the Krakow Chess Open
and the tournament organisers confirmed
that he played the first day
and then he just didn't attend for the rest of the week.
And then UK Border Force say that he then re-entered the UK
through Dover like a week later.
Our team has ascertained that the TNT
was from Eastern Europe.
TM 200.
Right, speak with Interpol and the Polish authorities.
Let's find out everything he did that week.
Sir, erm, CCTV have just sent this through.
(tense music)
(sombre music)
(dramatic music)
(bin crashes)
[Thom] Tell you the truth.
[Lana] I love you.
[Thom] Did you mean it?
(dramatic music)
(knocking at door)
[Hass] Boss.
It's me.
We've got a call.
(tense music)
Expo-8, I'm gonna use the x-ray.
Why don't you use the disruptor?
No, there might be forensic evidence.
We don't want to damage it.
(tense music)
(device beeping)
X-ray clear.
(tense music)
(can hissing)
(tense music)
I'd appreciate it
if we could keep this incident under wraps.
We don't want to unduly alarm the public
if we don't have to.
Sorry, I can't do that.
This is news.
But they've sent it to you
'cause they want to be in the news.
This is a terror campaign fought in the media.
Streaming attacks, messages posted, now this.
It'll get out anyway.
Look around.
It's a newsroom.
Someone will leak it.
The public deserve to be fully informed.
Well, then you're forcing my hand.
I'll get a DSMA-Notice
to stop you from making this public knowledge.
You and I both know those aren't legally binding.
(sirens blaring)
(mobile ringing)
(tense music)
Tell me.
So, CCTV from an underground carpark
near to Tratea Global Analytics
shows the fake lift engineer getting out of a van.
So we used ANPR to trace that van.
It led us here.
(doors banging open)
Armed police!
Clear!
[Officer] Clear!
(tense music)
Trojan-1-7 to Expo-2.
Possible IED.
(tense music)
Hi.
I'm Lana, Bomb Squad.
I'm here to help.
Right.
Just need you to keep really still,
with your finger on that trigger.
[Victim] Yeah.
That's all you need to do.
Uh-huh.
Okay, I'm gonna take a look
and get us out of here.
You're doing great.
Just stay really still, yeah?
(tense music)
That's it, you're doing brilliant.
Right.
(tense music)
Okay.
(tense music)
(victim breathing deeply)
Right, I'm gonna take this box out,
so it might move the wire a little bit.
There.
That's it.
(victim breathing deeply)
Deep breaths.
(tense music)
You're good.
You can let go.
(victim exhales)
Look.
Look at me.
Look at these wires.
They're not connected.
To anything.
(victim breathing deeply)
Expo-2 to all units, clear.
Hoax device.
All right, let me take that out of your hand.
I'll get the team to come and check you out.
(victim breathing rapidly)
Ma'am.
Anything interesting?
[John] What is it counting down to?
And who is he?
Gerard Fisher, the real lift engineer.
They grabbed him outside his house,
stuck a bag on his head, and took him to the workshop.
Forensics have done a thorough search of the premises.
Wiped clean, no fingerprints.
We found two things of interest.
This tiny wire that does correspond
with the kind that was used on the collar bomb
and at the carpark and the power station.
They probably missed it when they cleared up,
so that would suggest a bomb factory of sorts.
Also, there was a lot of burnt material.
We found this.
[John] What is it?
DI Batra?
[Sonya] We're not sure, sir.
Could be a diagram, possibly a circuit board.
Oh, a circuit board?
The terrorists are using very advanced circuitry,
stuff we've never seen before.
What...
What's that?
[Sonya] We're not sure yet.
I've sent it to Porton Down.
They're having a look.
Sir!
Patch it through.
Er, we've got the caller back on the line.
Put a trace on.
Er, this is DI Batra.
Who am I speaking to?
[Caller] I want you to know I haven't hurt anyone.
And what can you give us?
[Caller] Information.
But not on the phone.
I want to meet.
Wargrave Square in an hour.
One officer, someone who knows about explosives.
That'll be two officers, a detective and an Expo.
[Caller] No more than that.
I don't want to see armed police, snipers, any of it.
If I do, the whole thing's off.
Er, contact Helen.
Tell her to meet Lana at the location.
And I am not losing another officer to these people.
I want armed officers, snipers.
[Helen] This morning,
a digital timer was sent to a journalist.
It's set to countdown to 7:00 PM.
Why do you think that is?
Well, we all lead busy lives.
Sometimes you need a reminder.
Of what?
Another bomb?
Oh, you're very one-track.
Always bombs with you.
Can't we talk about something else?
This postcard was found with the timer.
"Welcome to the Labyrinth."
How cryptic.
Mm.
What does that mean to you?
A Greek myth, labyrinth, Minotaur.
Something deadly waiting for you in the centre.
Top of my head.
Might just be me.
Benefit of a good classical education.
(Helen sighs)
(clears throat) So it's a kind of maze, then?
A puzzle?
Are you and your friends playing a game with us, Nick?
You're just a little bit smarter
than the average man in the street?
That's not for me to say.
I bet you could beat me at chess.
Well, I'm happy to give you a game.
But bit of a quitter, right?
I'm sorry?
Krakow.
The Chess Open.
You went there, you played the first day and then
you didn't turn up the rest of the week.
Worried you couldn't keep it up?
I like a challenge.
Procuring TM-200, that kind of challenge?
Last night a Met detective was murdered.
He was pushed down a lift shaft.
And we saw who did it.
We saw their face on CCTV.
We'll find them soon.
We'll put the pressure on.
And maybe they're just a little bit smarter than you are.
Maybe they'll sell you out.
Cut a deal.
Unless you want to get in there first,
tell us what you know.
You underestimate me, Officer.
I still have one or two moves up my sleeve.
Sous les paves, la plage.`
(tense music)
Sous les paves, la plage!
(papers rustling)
(computer chimes)
(keyboard clacking)
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Thanks, Helen.
Yeah.
So what do you reckon?
You think he'll show?
I wouldn't.
Did you get anything else from Hood?
Not really.
He likes to play games, he thinks he's clever.
Is he?
Probably.
I mean, he did seem a bit agitated.
He lost his cool.
You know, that's a first for him.
Do you know why?
Yeah.
I, erm...
I told him about Thom.
That we'd seen the footage, we'd seen who did it.
And then he started speaking French.
French?
Yeah.
"Sous les paves, la plage."
I looked it up.
Apparently it was a revolutionary slogan from Paris, 1968.
[Lana] What does it mean?
Under the streets, the beach.
What?
I don't know, like...
Underneath all the bullshit, all the restrictions of life,
there's freedom, you've just got to grab it.
(mobile ringing)
Hello?
[Caller] I told you to come alone.
How did you get this number?
[Caller] Helen Jane Morgan, 11 Kendall Close.
You're ВЈ117 overdrawn.
Had your appendix removed when you were 15.
And failed GCSE maths twice.
I can get anything I want on you.
You think I'm blind?
The whole area is swarming with police.
There's a sniper on the roof.
Yes, we have to take precautions.
[Caller] You lied to me.
(line beeps off)
Hello?
(tense music)
Shit.
(tense music)
Yes, sir, no show.
He spotted the plainclothes officers, CTSFO.
Yeah.
We're heading back now.
Okay.
(Helen sighs)
Are you doing all right?
Yeah.
Yeah, thanks.
You okay?
Yeah.
Fine.
I mean, 'cause you and Thom,
I know that you guys worked together a while.
Yeah, we were.
I mean it's--
(mobile ringing)
Oh, sorry.
Hello?
[Caller] Still want to meet?
Where are you now?
[Caller] Walk to the junction, then cross over.
- Right, come on. - Okay.
Listen, we're...
(tense music)
Okay.
[Caller] Do not attempt to communicate with anyone.
Why don't we meet on the street?
[Caller] There's a path to your right.
Walk down the path.
There's a ramp to your right.
Walk up it.
There's a door on your right.
Open it and go down the steps.
No, no, we can't meet inside a building.
There are strict protocols.
[Caller] 10 seconds.
Up to you.
(tense music)
Five.
Lana!
Wait.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks open)
(door bangs shut)
I am DS Morgan.
This is Expo Washington.
What's your name?
Alex.
Your real name?
I don't have long.
They're sending a car.
Who are?
It's what they do.
Send a car, put a bag over my head.
Okay, why would they do that--
Don't trust me, obviously.
I'm not one of them.
I'm not part of it.
I'm just a tech guy.
So who are they?
They call themselves The Wave.
I've never seen their faces.
So what do they want?
They believe society's unjust.
(scoffs) That's original.
They're riding on the current wave of discontent.
Cost of living, inequality.
They want to sweep away the whole corrupt system.
Businesses, government, the police.
Bring about change.
Is that what you want?
No, I...
I just want justice.
Innocent people being blown to bits.
Is that what you mean? - No.
No, I hate violence.
Oh.
Police officers killed.
I had nothing to do with that.
Nothing.
I want to stop them.
So, tech, what kind of tech?
The CCTV at the power station, I hacked it.
Disabled it.
[Lana] Drones?
Yes.
Drones, not bombs.
No.
I don't know anything about explosives.
That's why I wanted to talk to you.
I was strictly on comms, but now
they want me to be more involved.
What do you want from us?
A deal.
You know, I'll help you.
I'll help you catch them.
You give me immunity.
So who pushed DCI Youngblood down the lift?
What?
Don't act like you don't know.
Yesterday.
Who was it?
Who pushed him?
I don't know anything about that.
Yeah, you're lying.
You killed Thom as much as the person that pushed him
to his death.
And now what, you're lurking around in the dark,
asking for help?
I couldn't give a fuck what you've been up to.
You killed my colleagues, you killed my friends.
Lana, that's enough.
I'm sorry.
Are you?
I didn't want that, I didn't,
I didn't want any of this.
I lost someone, too.
I know what it's like-- - Okay.
I made a mistake, fine, a terrible mistake.
But I was grieving.
And now I'm here trying to put it right.
Okay.
All right.
We need to know what they're planning next.
It could be anything.
They love playing games.
They're messing with your heads.
That is a direct contradiction of my orders.
Only meet in an open space
with full surveillance,
armed offices and snipers in place.
What is it about that you didn't understand?
To be fair to Helen, sir,
she wanted to meet outside, I went in.
And what have you got, hm?
No firm ID.
No useful information that we can act on right now.
Nothing to help us with that,
which is counting down pretty fucking fast.
Sir, we could have arrested him.
We could have brought him in,
but then what would we have now?
He's willing to stay on the inside.
He's willing to feed us information.
Isn't that worth something?
Isn't that a lot more than what we had three hours ago?
Yeah.
If it's real.
Batra.
Sir?
Give everything we've got on Nick Hood to this Alex.
(Helen clears throat)
Any news on, er, CCTV firefighter?
Oh, no, not yet.
But there's got to be something.
The building is covered in cameras.
Any nearby streets?
Yeah, I will let you know when I find anything.
Okay.
[Officer] Lana?
Yes?
Your mum is downstairs.
Mum.
(Lana's mum gasps)
What are you doing here?
Lana!
Hiya, luv.
I saw on the news.
Thom.
I just wanted to make sure you're okay.
Yeah, I'm okay.
Such a terrible thing.
Terrible, terrible thing.
A man like Thom was,
good, decent man.
You must be devastated, luv.
I'm all right, I'm just getting on with the job.
Well, you can't bottle it up.
You hear me?
You can't.
It's not good for you.
I've done that with Billy
and look at the state of me. (chuckles)
Are you all right?
You know, I remember the first time you brought Thom home.
He was so handsome.
I said to your dad, I said, "That boy's a keeper."
I told him, I said, "She deserves someone good in her life."
You do.
I've got, erm...
I've got a lot of work on.
So let me put you in a taxi.
No need, I'll just hop on the bus.
Okay, well, I'll come over after work.
I'll pick up a curry on the way.
No.
No, I don't want you coming round the house.
Why not?
Because things are all wrong at the moment.
I don't want you in the middle of it.
Well, I'm a grownup, Mum.
I understand that--
No.
No, Lana.
You have no idea.
No idea.
Me and your dad, it's just awful.
It's horrible.
I don't want you involved.
No child should see their parents like this.
I'm not a child, Mum.
[Lana's Mum] I'm sorry!
(dramatic music)
(computer chimes)
(tense music)
Hi.
I thought it was time that we met properly.
We've been impressed, last few months.
Hacking CCTV.
The cameras.
We think you're ready to step up,
become a trusted member of the team.
Yeah?
We want you to set up a system for us.
We've got 12 cameras.
They all need to transmit top quality images in realtime.
That something you can do?
Er...
Yeah.
[Man] Great.
[Alex] Yeah.
[Man] Maybe you can check them out now.
First we need you to upload this.
Make sure it can't be traced back to us.
Why didn't you tell me what state she was in?
So sorry, luv.
I didn't want to worry you.
[Lana] Right, well, you've got to deal with this, Dad.
Look after her.
Yeah.
I'll call you when I finish work.
See you in a bit.
Bye.
(tense music)
This uploaded 10 minutes ago.
It's already got over half a million views.
(tense music)
Any joy with the circuit diagram?
No, sir, Porton Down don't recognise what it is.
They're not even sure it is a circuit diagram.
What if it isn't?
Under the streets, the beach.
So?
So what if they've made a mistake?
Their first mistake?
Right, they put a timer in the newsroom.
And with that timer came this card.
"Welcome to the Labyrinth."
What is that?
A puzzle?
A maze?
And then we find this in the bomb factory.
What if this is under the streets?
I mean there is no way that they know
what Nick Hood said to me in that interview room.
He just spat it out.
Right, but if we put all these pieces together...
(sighs) I think this could be a map.
And that could indicate the target.
Yeah.
Get every plan of the underground you can.
Any stretches of the network that have been abandoned,
notify the Royal Engineers, put them on standby.
CTSFO as well.
As soon as we have a location, we go.
Right.
(tense music)
(Batra sighs)
(tense music)
That's it.
Sir!
What is it?
It's the Strand.
(tense music)
(sirens blaring)
Right, we have a possible target.
About eight feet above the tunnels
is a fiber-optic cable network.
It's worth billions to the financial sector
and the treasury.
And it's right under bloody Central London.
- Understood, sir. - Good.
Washington, is the entrance clear?
Er, no, the station's disused.
No access.
We'll have to blow it.
(controlled explosion blasts)
(tense music)
[Officer] Moving in.
[Officer] Keep tight.
[Commander] Stand close.
Heads up at least one point.
Move forward, eyes on.
There's a tarp fallen.
Searchers, you're up.
(devices whirring and chirping)
[Officer] Sierra 1-7 to Expo-2, possible IED.
[Lana] Right, keep everyone back.
(tense music)
Possible pressure plate.
Thanks, I'll take a look.
(tense music)
(mobile buzzes)
(door slams)
(Alex clears throat)
(tense music)
(traffic rumbling)
Expo-2 to all units.
We're about to carry out a controlled explosion.
(controlled explosion blasts)
(metal clanks)
(tense music)
Clear.
Hoax device.
[Helen] (on voicemail) Hello, you're through to
DS Helen Morgan.
I'm sorry I missed your call,
but I'll get back to you soon as I can.
Thanks.
(mobile camera clicks)
You got it set?
(footsteps thumping)
(device whirring)
(tense music)
Find!
Everyone back!
Expo!
Head height tripwire, box is either side.
(tense music)
(controlled explosion blasts)
[Lana] Clear.
Copy that.
(tense music)
[Lana] Hoax devices, both of them.
But there's nothing down here.
It's an old tactic.
The IRA used it all the time in Belfast.
Keep us busy with hoax devices, enact a plan elsewhere.
Yeah, or it's hoax device after hoax device
and then the real thing.
That's what the Taliban did.
52 minutes, Wash.
Yeah.
Same MO as before.
Tripwire with two boxes attached,
pressure plates like we saw at the power station,
the carpark.
They used a light sensor for the collar bomb.
What if they're using light sensors?
We've got torches, they're going to activate.
We could use NVGs, but you'd have to take the lead.
[Officer] Expo-2, we've got an IED.
Light sensor, as well.
[Lana] Right.
Hass, we're gonna need to cover the light sensor.
Have you got any electrical tape?
Ta.
Ah!
Oh, shit.
[Hass] It's a motion sensor.
The lights triggered it.
Oh, God.
Fuck.
[Hass] Okay, erm...
Shit.
Right.
That's about three kilogrammes of RDX.
Once that ball hits that plate,
this tunnel's coming down.
Right, disconnect the dynamite!
I'll do it.
[Hass] Wash, I've got this.
Wash, please trust me!
- Hass-- - Wash, not the time.
Please!
[Lana] Move quick!
There, now, you breathe, breathe, breathe.
I got this.
Where are you?
All right.
Just hold on, hold on.
Right, you're about halfway now.
Yeah, I--
You're gonna have to move, Hass.
Yep, breathe, just hang on.
(snips wire)
Done.
It's still moving.
I've cut the wires.
You've not got it.
Keep going.
Okay.
[Lana] Come on, Hass.
Shit.
Quick!
(suspenseful music)
It's done, it's okay.
That was close.
Hey, you all right?
Wash.
Yes?
Look.
The shits.
"Catch us if you..."
(Lana exhales)
Look.
(tense music)
You need to upload this.
(tense music)
They got us down there, there was no timer.
It was our movement that activated it.
And they're feeding us all these pieces of the puzzle.
Like the diagram, the little piece of wire,
that video they put out at just the right moment.
Yeah, but it wouldn't have made sense
without Nick's outburst.
They didn't know about that.
I mean, he made a mistake.
Unless that was deliberate.
I mean, the solicitor was in there with him.
She could have given him something.
Well, like what?
An instruction from outside.
He fed us that line.
Yep.
"Sous les paves, la plage."
What exactly are you saying?
That there has to be another bomb.
The time has not run out yet.
We only have a few minutes.
(tense music)
Thank you.
See you soon.
(tense music)
(officers chattering)
(mobile buzzing)
Oh, that'll be...
(tense music)
Shit!
[Officer] You got the same thing?
[Officer] Yeah.
(mobile rings)
Hello?
I've been calling you.
I've been calling both of you!
Where have you been?
[Lana] Underground, no signal.
I sent Helen a pic.
I sent it to Batra, too.
Here.
Right, do you recognise him?
There was a messaging app open on the laptop.
I sent you his profile pic.
[Lana] Who is he?
What's his name?
I don't know.
I've been trying to get through to...
(passersby chattering)
Right.
(group chattering)
(claps) Right, let's get to it.
Clear up this mess.
(all laughing)
Quick, sir, have you got the pic?
Yep.
We're just putting it through facial recognition
with GCHQ.
The message is simple.
We are a caring party, we believe in opportunity for all,
but there's no such thing as a free lunch.
Anything?
(tense music)
Sir, come on.
Oh, okay, got it.
All right, it's Oliver Jenkins.
He's Special Advisor to Cabinet Minister Matthew Palfrey.
Oliver Jenkins.
Where does he work?
Sir, come on, where does he work?
Carlyle House, just off the Strand.
All right, that's nearby.
Come on, let's move!
Money has been diverted to other areas of the country
because they've managed to prove their need.
Argue a robust case.
Move!
(suspenseful music)
Here!
Of course we're concerned
that any communities are suffering, deprived.
But any suggestions of cronyism are misplaced.
(tense music)
Open the gate!
Where's Matthew Palfrey?
Er, first floor meeting room.
- Right. - Thank you.
The end of the day, people need to
put their shoulder to the wheel,
graft a little.
(suspenseful music)
Firm, but fair, that's the message.
(computer chimes)
Self-reliance.
(suspenseful music)
Blitz spirit.
(suspenseful music)
(explosion blasts)
(tense music)
(dramatic music)
(electronic music)