Last night, a bomb delivered by drone destroyed
a transformer at the Isle of Dogs power station.
What?
Ah!
[John] Thom was an outstanding officer. Liked by all.
Are you doing all right?
Yeah.
You okay?
(foot banging)
[Lana] No, yeah, I'm fine.
[Woman] This morning, a digital timer
was sent to a journalist.
It's set to count down to 7:00 PM.
Why do you think that is?
Right, we have a possible target.
[Lana] Expo Two, we've got an IED.
[Alex] I'm not one of them. Not hardly.
I'm just a tech guy.
We need to know what they're planning next.
They wanna sweep away the whole corrupt system.
They love playing games.
[John] What exactly are you saying?
That there has to be another bomb.
[Danny] Oliver Jenkins.
He's special adviser to Cabinet Minister Matthew Pulfree.
Move!
(dramatic music)
Move!
(bomb exploding)
(dramatic crescendo)
(soft suspenseful music)
(door closing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(computer pinging)
(soft suspenseful music)
(computer pinging)
(soft suspenseful music)
This latest attack was a meeting in a government building.
Cabinet Minister Matthew Pulfree was killed,
along with two civil servants.
Another two in the room were critically injured.
What do we know about the bomb?
Well, the device was in a laptop
belonging to Ollie Jenkins, one of the dead.
We'll know more once we've got chemical confirmation.
Could it be a suicide attack?
That's unlikely.
Jenkins was ambitious, successful.
Politically, he held no radical opinions.
The device could have been inserted
into this laptop without his knowledge.
Right.
(phone ringing)
DS Morgan.
Sir?
Alex is on the line.
Everyone, quiet. Quiet!
Put him on the speaker.
[Alex] There's gonna be another attack, today.
They've asked me to set up cameras so they can film it.
I think it's another drone attack.
Drone attack?
[Alex] Multiple IEDs.
How many?
[Alex] 12.
(line clicking)
(phone pinging)
It's Alex.
It looks like he sent a link
to an untraceable messaging service,
saying he can't talk where he is.
(soft suspenseful music)
They're loading devices into a van.
(soft suspenseful music)
(Alex breathing shakily)
He can't see the reg plate from his position.
Come on, Alex.
If it is drones, we need a way to intercept.
(soft suspenseful music)
(keys clicking)
(soft suspenseful music)
[Terrorist] They're ready for you.
Okay.
(indistinct banging)
(laptop closing)
Let's do this.
(dramatic music)
Shit, we've lost him.
(Lana exhaling)
(indistinct banging)
You've got 12 remote cameras here.
They're all connected to that.
It's a WiFi booster ranger extender.
It'll act as a kind of base station
to receive and transmit the live feed.
It'll just piggyback on the nearest WiFi network.
All you need to do is switch these cameras on,
then they'll link up auThomatically.
(case closing)
(soft music)
Do you know where we're going?
Yeah.
(phone pinging)
He sent an address in the Docklands, one hour's time.
Live link to follow.
Let's go, everyone. Possible drone attack inbound.
(dramatic music)
[Dispatcher] To all units,
REP is Bullion Wharf, E-14.
Bullion Wharf, E-14.
[Commander] Shut down all airspace over East London.
Drone attack imminent.
I need a two-mile cordon
and a disposal unit for 24 hours.
[Commander 2] Expo Two, we need anti-drone hardware.
Expo Two received.
We'll deploy our signal jammers on arrival.
Morning rush hour. The area's gonna be absolutely rammed.
(sirens blaring)
(tyres squealing)
(sirens blaring)
(horn honking)
How long until the anti-drone gets up and running.
About five minutes.
It'd help if we knew what the target was.
Well take a look.
We're at the centre of capitalist London.
We're a stone's throw from the world's top banks,
London's financial centre surrounded by luxury apartments.
I mean, take your pick.
This is your scene, Lana.
Thank you, sir.
Expo briefing, officers to me, please.
(dramatic music)
We believe we're dealing with 12 airborne
proxy IEDs, target unknown.
Transport method, unmanned aerial vehicles.
Get everyone indoors, everyone undercover.
If you see what you think might be an IED,
do not approach, alert your nearest expo.
Well in that case, we should evacuate the entire area.
Just get as many people off the streets as you can.
All right, guys. You heard her, let's clear the streets.
Boss, there's a lot of ground to cover.
Maybe we should split up.
I can take this path. You take the other.
Yeah, thanks, Hass. I'll let you know if I need your help.
Copy that. Just thought it might be a better use
of our resources, boss.
Let's go.
(soft suspenseful music)
(keys clicking)
(soft suspenseful music)
[Officer On Bullhorn] Please stay calm
and make your way to safety.
Please keep moving this way.
(siren blaring in distance)
Alex has sent the link through for the drone cameras.
And it's not loading. Will you get the iPad up?
[Officer] Everybody keep moving.
(soft suspenseful music)
It's time.
Heads up. Intel incoming.
(soft suspenseful music)
What, is it still not loading?
No.
Ready?
Born ready.
(soft suspenseful music)
(bomb exploding)
(crowd screaming)
(bomb exploding)
That sounded like it was ground level.
Yeah.
(bomb exploding)
- What is going on? - They on the list, Lana.
Don't know.
(dramatic music)
(crowd panicking)
Oi, get off there, get inside!
(dramatic music)
It's a scooter, it's not the drones, get back!
Get out of the way!
Get off this, get back! Clear the way!
There's cameras on the scooters.
Expo Two to all units,
IEDs are not being transported by drones.
They're on the scooters.
Repeat, not on the drones, on the scooters.
(dramatic music)
(crowd shouting)
(bomb exploding)
Stop!
Get off the scooter!
Stop!
(bomb exploding)
(debris scattering)
Lana!
Lana, wait. Wait wait, don't move, don't move.
I'm okay.
You know you're not here to be
pulling people off scooters.
I'm all right. Just gonna go down there.
(dramatic crescendo)
(sirens blaring)
(soft music)
(phone ringing)
(soft music)
(people chattering)
You been playing hero again, Wash?
You all right, mate?
Yeah, I'm fine.
But you need to take better care of yourself.
You're right in the thick of it.
All this, and what happened to Thom.
And you getting straight back on the job. That's a lot.
You saved lives today, but you know it takes its toll.
If you got any feelings or anything on your plate
that you wanna talk about, then you know I'm here, yeah?
(siren blaring)
Sonya?
No rest for the wicked.
(siren blaring)
How are you, Lana?
Have the medics checked you over?
Yeah, sir. I'm fine.
Just a few minor scratches.
I'll need your full report for the home secretary.
ASAP, I'm afraid.
An attack of this size ...
If you need to take the day,
I'm sure Hassan would be more than capable.
No, that's fine, sir.
I'll get that to you today, no problem.
See you back at HQ then. Once we've wrapped up here.
Thanks, sir.
That's all remaining scooters
accounted for and disarmed, sir.
Thank God.
- Here. - Thanks.
Head back to HQ.
Hi, Mum, I'm at work. I can't really talk.
Okay, okay.
I'll swing by on my way, but can't stay for long.
See you in a bit, bye.
Little detour on the way.
[Val] You take it like it never happened,
acting like you haven't a son.
It's not healthy.
And sitting upstairs in his room all day,
that's healthy, is it?
Sitting upst ...
[Lana] What's going on?
Sorry, love, didn't hear you come in. You okay?
Yeah, I'm working.
How's it all going?
Cheer.
Sit down, love.
No, I'm all right. What's up?
Cup of tea or ...
No, stop fussing me and tell me what's happened.
Dad?
She says she wants a divorce.
Well you obviously don't mean that.
All I said was,
something needs to change, that's all.
Can't go on like this.
Like what?
He's never here.
You're never here, Jeff. Even when you are, you're not!
You know he's been hiding around at yours
all the time you were home. - I aint been hiding!
Yeah, well, that's all right, Mum.
It's okay if people need, you know, their own space.
You'd know.
(Lana scoffing)
All right, well, I'm sorry I had to get away,
but I had to.
You know, this didn't just happen to you.
It happened to us all.
I'm well aware of that, thanks, Lana.
You, both of you.
Both of you, you just left me here on me own.
Drowning in all this grief.
Sorry, sorry. Do you think I am not feeling this too?
All I ever wanted was for Billy to be
the man he could have been.
He was a good boy.
He wasn't tough like you, Lana.
I can't help that, Mum.
He needed us more.
What was it you used to say?
He should take responsibility.
He was a grown man!
(phone ringing)
Now how was he ever gonna learn to stand on his own two feet
with us always hovering over him?
Danny, listen, can you just give me two minutes?
Yeah, two minutes please.
You had to just jump in
every time he did something stupid.
All right, listen, stop.
We all tried with Billy. We did, we tried.
He wasn't well, Mum, he was ill.
Can we stop blaming each other
and start looking after each other?
Start loving each other please.
(door closing)
(buckle clicking)
Are you all right?
Yeah.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
(engine starting)
(aeroplane flying)
- What? - Yeah.
[Hassan] Danny said that you'd run towards
one of those devices.
Yeah, I saw a woman on one of the scooters.
Nearly got to her in time.
And you had to be the one to run after her?
Yeah, that's what we do, isn't it?
You're the senior, Wash.
Have you still got a problem with that?
No.
Okay, you saying you coulda done a better job?
We're not in school, okay? You're a good boss.
But you're taking risks.
You're a valuable asset as an expo, you know that.
But it seems like you don't give a shit anymore.
Oh no, I do give a shit.
I could just do without you making my life
any harder than it is right now.
Okay.
What's the number one cause of death for expos in the field?
Are you being serious?
Complacency.
Things go to shit when you lose your cool.
Okay, you've been on a personal crusade
since you lost your brother and Thom.
Just, don't die on our watch.
- Are you both ready? - Yeah, ready.
[John] They've just posted another video. Patrick.
Our tech team's currently trying to trace the source.
I think it's safe to assume it'll be another dead end.
What about the devices they used?
We're still waiting on forensics.
Hass, you disarmed several of them, didn't you?
Yes, sir. Command IEDs detonated by phone.
When we get the forensics back we can--
What about the construction of the devices?
The initial assessment, very well made, very complex.
Best we've seen the group use so far.
Today's attacks seem a step up on almost every level.
Confidence has been severely shaken. The markets are down.
What about Alex's location?
We haven't been able to trace his IP address.
So he'll help us but only on his terms.
And always at arm's length.
Sir, he gave us solid intel today.
Well his intel's solid, but his assumption
that drones were involved cost us lives today.
Could he be playing us?
Hass?
I can't say.
I can, sir.
I really feel like he's trying to help.
Feelings aren't gonna help us solve
this case, though, are they?
May I remind you?
You're here at my discretion to provide knowledge
and support in your role as expo.
We're the detectives.
And as such it's our job to explore every possibility.
Sir, understood.
(soft music)
I just think he was really brave
to put himself in that position.
As a civilian, sharing vital intelligence to you,
the police, putting his own life at risk.
He warned us about the attack on the cabinet minister,
and you heard him on the phone today.
He was petrified, but he still found a way to help.
You mean he tried. At best.
But his intel's always a little too late to help.
Sir, I really think--
You're being incredibly naive
if you think we can trust this man entirely.
Sir, Lana is right, though.
Alex did put himself in direct line of fire,
which would suggest he wants to help us.
But we only have Alex's word for it
that he put himself in harm's way, so the jury's out.
And unless you're suddenly an expert in criminal psychology.
No, sir, I'm not.
(soft suspenseful music)
It's simple.
Until we have evidence to prove otherwise,
Alex remains a suspect.
(soft music)
(water running)
Lana, Lana, can we ...
Yeah.
Look, I know we don't exactly see eye to eye.
If you wanna win Francis round,
you have to act like the sun shines out of his ass.
So keep my big mouth shut, is that?
Well, picking fights with him
isn't exactly helping the team dynamic.
Is it? It's just causing more problems.
And he really, he doesn't like being contradicted in public.
You know, you just have to make him feel like
some of the best ideas are his.
You don't need to explain to me how to deal with Francis.
I know how to deal with assholes like him.
I've been doing it since I was 16 when I joined the army.
(Helen sighing)
God, you are so difficult to talk to. Do you know that?
(Helen sighing)
Yeah, well,
it was Thom's idea anyway.
He didn't like Francis any more than you or me, but
he still won him over.
He was smart like that.
Okay, I'll bear it in mind.
(door creaking)
(dramatic crescendo)
Sir, we've got Alex on an untraceable line.
Alex. Appreciate you calling back.
[Alex] Today's attacks aren't over.
There's talk of something else, something bigger.
Well, we're gonna need more specifics from you, Alex,
if that's to be of any real use.
[Alex] What happened this morning.
The video, the kingdom must fall.
It is all connected to what happens next. It happens today.
All I heard was something about a big house,
how this was gonna be their crowning glory.
So there may be an attack, but the nature of the attack
and where it'll be and what it consists of, you don't know?
[Alex] That's all I have. That's all I know.
I, I've gotta go.
(line beeping) - So what do they mean?
The big house. Their crowning glory.
The kingdom must fall.
However unlikely, we have to consider
the target may be Buckingham Palace.
We need to speak to their head of security.
No, wait.
If it's an attack on a royal residence,
I need to speak to the commissioner first.
Keep working up alternative angles, just in case.
Right then.
(clears throat) Let's say that he's wrong
and it's got nothing to do with the royal family.
Buckingham Palace could be a deliberate red herring.
Well, whatever's it gonna be,
it's gonna be somewhere meaningful.
When they have a target in sight,
they execute with precision and care.
Except today was chaotic.
I'm not so sure.
Can you bring up the map please?
What do you mean? There's no discernible pattern.
Zoom in. That's the financial district.
One fixed point.
An area they can control, the scooter rack.
Ground zero.
Yeah, well, that's Bullion Wharf,
one of those pseudo public spaces that seems public
but's actually owned by corporations.
So the, the buildings, the public square
and the surrounding streets are all privately owned.
In this case by renowned brokerage firm
Hancock, Seale and Poole, who are leading the charge
among finance giants to buy up land and property
growing up there, investments worth billions.
Hancock, Seale and Poole?
[Patrick] Yeah.
HSP, wait, that, that rings a bell.
(soft suspenseful music)
HSP is one of the firms behind Ratea Global Analytics.
Who's the current owner of HSP?
Webster King.
He's currently facing several investigations amid rumours
of bribery, and he's also taken several government bailouts
while pocketing a cool 2.4 billion
from the sale of his previous company.
Nice guy. Sounds like a prime target to me.
Find out where he is today.
Okay, they're taking it seriously enough
to call an emergency COBRA meeting right now.
They want us down there.
Sir, we're exploring an alternative angle.
Webster King, he owns the development
where the scooter rack was located.
And, the previous target Ratea Global Analytics.
But if Webster King's a target, the commissioner needs
to know before he walks into that COBRA meeting.
King's a high-level political donor.
Webster King's not in London today.
Where is he?
He's getting married at his estate in Hartfordshire.
Hm, well, they'll be there, won't they?
Hedge fund billionaires,
probably a couple of cabinet ministers.
They kingdom must fall.
I mean, King is a credible target.
They've attacked his assets,
and now they're gonna go after him and his fat cat mates.
Either way, if it's the palace or Webster King,
the commissioner will want to consult the home secretary.
I'll attend COBRA.
Second unit, you head to King's estate in the country.
I'll join you there ASAP to make sure
everything's handled as it should be.
Let me manage Webster King.
Tread carefully, and don't forget,
you're representing the entire metropolitan police service.
I'll need an expo with me.
Ever met the commissioner before?
Sir.
(soft suspenseful music)
(sirens blaring)
(dramatic music)
(sirens blaring)
(dramatic music)
Okay, Francis has the team scouring
every inch of Buck House.
Okay, well, I hope one of us is right.
Yeah.
(soft suspenseful music)
Hi ya. DS Helen Morgan, SA-15.
This is Lana, our senior expo, and number two, Danny.
Inspector John Pierce, Mid Hearts.
We've got round the venue, and my unit
is currently searching the perimeter.
This is the private firm in charge of security.
DS Helen Morgan, counterterrorism command.
We're here on urgent police business.
We have reason to believe that this event
has been targeted by a violent terrorist group.
Sorry, who's in charge here?
I am, Duncan McMorton. My team call me Mac.
Okay.
We've got six units patrolling the sights.
What intel can you share?
Only that it's a credible threat.
My team need to sweep this entire area, immediately.
How credible?
We've been onsite for a week.
24-hour surveillance, every single guest passes
through a metal detector, so there's no chance an IED
would have been planted without us knowing it.
My men and I are professionals.
Great, then you'll understand we have a job to do.
So why did they send the B team?
You're a DS. Where's your SIO?
Some of my colleagues are currently investigating
a second high-profile location.
Right, so you're not even expecting to find anything here.
We still have to search the site.
Understood, and you have our support,
but you're not asking us to evacuate, are you?
No, not immediately. Minimal disruption.
Listen, we're not here to make a scene.
What order did the deliveries arrive?
Was there any last-minute changes, any additions?
We're gonna need to see a list
of everything that came through today.
All right.
I need a list of all deliveries brought to me ASAP.
Sir.
Ma'am.
Thanks.
(chattering in distance)
We swept the floor yesterday.
And what arrived today?
The cake was delivered this morning.
Do you wanna check that?
Can you at least try to blend in?
(Velcro tearing)
Is that better?
Speaking of managing conflicts of interest,
I'd like to welcome all my great rivals and competitors
who are here celebrating with us today.
Despite the fact that we've played hardball
with each other for several decades,
we're also civilised men.
And so, like the Christmas Day ceasefires
along the Western Front between Germany
and the Allies in 1914, I'd like to toast
to our very own truce, over this delicious Cristal 2008.
But don't worry.
Hostilities will resume as normal tomorrow.
(crowd laughing)
Now everyone you just enjoy yourself
while our two families must now endure
the purgatory of wedding photos.
Cheers.
(crowd applauding)
You might want to pick up some tips while you're here.
My wedding aint gonna look nothing like this.
(crowd murmuring)
Sorry for the interruption, folks.
My security team just needs to do a few checks.
Nothing to worry about. You all enjoy yourselves.
(crowd murmuring)
(flashlight clicking)
(crowd murmuring)
Anything?
No, all clear.
Told you. Now fuck off.
(crowd murmuring)
(birds singing)
Hey, are we done here yet?
Just one more thing I need to check on the list.
(birds singing)
Here we go.
Just give me a sec.
(door creaking)
(doors creaking)
(door creaking)
What have we got, boss?
Two locked doors.
(floorboards squeaking)
(Lana groaning)
That's weird.
(soft music)
They're not just locked. They're bolted shut.
Let's check underneath.
(soft music)
It looks like there might have been a repair job under here.
Yeah?
Pass me the screwdriver. I'll take a look.
Yeah, one sec.
Ta.
(soft suspenseful music)
Right.
(metal banging)
Shit! We have a timer-operated IED.
We've gotta get this truck moved now.
Get everyone evacuated.
There's enough explosives under here
to take out the whole building.
Go, Danny, now!
(dramatic crescendo)
Everyone make their way out the far exit
and down the stairs!
Keep moving!
[Agent] Everybody on your feet please.
(dramatic music)
(crowd chattering)
(dramatic music)
(metal banging)
(dramatic music)
[Agent] Calmly please!
As quick as you can!
(metal banging)
(engine revving)
(dramatic music)
(guests panicking)
Come on, let's go!
(dramatic music)
(engine revving)
Move please!
(dramatic music)
Keep moving.
(gears grinding)
(dramatic music)
(bomb exploding)
(soft dramatic music)
Lana!
Lana.
You okay? You all right?
(soft music)
That was impressive.
You better have some decent fireworks at your wedding.
Not these flash bastards.
Yeah, good one.
(soft music)
Mr. King?
Commander John Francis.
You and your guests are very fortunate.
That bomb removed by my team
would have flattened your house
and killed everyone in it.
Understood.
Rest assured, we'll be providing you with round-the-clock
protection until we've caught the perpetrators.
You have my word, sir.
My family and I are grateful.
The commissioner asked me to express his deepest regrets.
He sends his assurances that we'll do everything
in our power to keep you safe.
We won't let them win, sir.
Thank you, Commander.
Oh, Mr. King, this is Lana Washington,
our senor explosives officer,
who was responsible for finding
and moving the IED to safety.
A debt of gratitude to you and your team, Lana.
Happy to be of service.
Better to arrive late than not to come at all.
Well I'm sure it's been a nasty shock for all of you.
That Land Rover was my grandfather's. His pride and joy.
Meant a great deal to us.
Well, if you'll excuse me,
I must get back to my wife and family.
Yes, of course, sir.
(Lana sighing)
We'll get forensics to send everything off to Sonya.
It was a timer switch, pretty basic.
But the size of the main charger,
1,000 kilogrammes of explosives.
They're becoming more ambitious every time.
Which is I've had enough of dancing to their tune.
We need to get on the front foot from now on,
and we'll start by bringing Alex into custody.
You want to arrest him?
You're gonna have to find him first.
We still haven't been able to verify his credibility.
If we have to put pressure on him or force him
to wear a wire, we will.
Please, sir, don't do that.
I think you're making a mistake.
From everything we know, they're too clever for that.
From everything we know? We know precisely nothing.
They've been a step ahead from the start.
Sir, it--
It's time we took the lead.
(soft suspenseful music)
(door beeping)
(soft suspenseful music)
(keys jingling)
(dramatic crescendo)
Please, I need your help.
You're the only one who can save me.
[Lana] What are you doing here, Alex?
I didn't know what else to do.
And how did you get my address?
You gave me your phone number, at our first meeting.
Ever since then, I've been able to track you.
All right, anyone else got it?
Only me.
So I'm safe?
Yes.
You're safe.
Look, I need your help to stop these people.
I can't do it by myself.
Alex, I'm sorry. I've gotta call this in.
No no no, don't please.
I know I got myself into this shit,
but just give me a chance to make it good.
Okay.
(sighs) Fine. Sit down, tell me then.
I was
Mr. Normal.
Happy, I had a lovely family.
Wonderful wife.
Daughter I adored.
Well-paid job, systems engineering.
(Alex inhaling)
Two years ago,
my daughter died.
She was 13.
She was being bullied online. We didn't know.
She started self-harming. It was horrible.
The tech companies, they didn't care.
They're only in it for the money.
Their algorithms fed her illness hundreds of videos.
She took her own life.
And the police, well, they didn't do a damn thing.
I'm sorry, Alex.
Our marriage broke down. Lost my job.
Friends, everything.
Yeah, I get that.
When I was at my lowest,
I hooked up online with this cyber group.
They were fighting back against big tech, big business.
Like Robin Hood, internet guerrillas
standing up for the little guys.
We exposed secret files, sabotaged corrupt businesses,
transferred money from their bank accounts
to deserving causes.
It was a sort of, justice.
(soft music)
Or revenge.
But no one seemed to notice.
So the group decided to cross the line into the real world.
Bombs.
Destruction.
Murder.
These, these guys are clever.
Many more will die before you stop them.
And if the police screw this up,
I'll be the fall guy.
I mean, it never ends well when you look like me.
But I'll do whatever you think.
I trust you.
Why me?
(soft music)
Because you're not a cop.
You could get killed.
Maybe I could do some good.
Help bring these people down.
Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?
I am.
And if I don't make it, ha ha, through this,
tell them,
tell them Benjamin Mamouda was one of the good guys.
(soft music)
That your real name?
I'm trusting you, Lana. Don't give that to the police.
I won't.
You're the only one I'm dealing with.
Start by telling me everything you know.
[Benjamin] They're planning something else right now.
I don't know what, but it's something terrifying,
and they're gonna keep coming.
They won't stop. No one in this city's safe.
(soft suspenseful music)
(upbeat dramatic music)