Khyber Hunted

-Perhaps Stephen Turner can help.

-I found a report with Horst Goebel's name

about the Khyber Dam. I saw another name - Arthur Hill.

Thank you for trusting me, Dr Hill.

Hundreds were killed and I'm responsible.

I'm the bloody patsy.

You're the mole.

I didn't have a choice. I couldn't tell you.

-What about Byzantium?

-I cleaned that up too.

You're innocent.

Until now, Natalie Thorp was the only person who knew I'd lied about my identity. Now you know it too.

Horst Goebel. His body was found floating in the Keizersgracht canal.

Whoever he was, I believe he murdered Goebel then took his place.

I spent the past year searching for you.

I need to take you somewhere safe, beyond their reach.

You mean Hourglass.

You treat that with respect. It's my future in there.

I need to know what's in that case that Horst Goebel gave to Turner.

That woman you have working in your house.

She's not who you think she is.

I've been here before.

You sure this is safe, Dr Goebel?

We'll find out, won't we?

Go slow.

Oh, my God.

Don't look, don't look. Noura, don't look.

Stop.

This is where she saw them, right?

HE QUESTIONS HER

They went out in two boats, with cylinders in the back.

Doctor, what's in the case?

Evidence.

SCREAMING ECHOES

Is this your blood?

Natalie Thorpe's communiques.

All the intel I sent her about you in Tangier.

-How did Hector Stokes get these?

-That's what I need you to find out.

He must have sent the hit men to Cafe Kalil.

He might have.

And you still have no idea why.

What is it?

There was something else in his files.

A police report from 1986.

About what?

The murder of Katherine Morton.

Who's Katherine Morton?

She was my mother.

She was killed at a petrol station when I was 11.

Then they took me away.

To the oast houses.

And you don't know why?

If this connects to who killed your mother and kidnapped you,

why would they come looking for you now, after all these years?

You must know something, Sam.

Something that threatens Stokes, his corporation...

..maybe even Hourglass itself.

I told you, I don't know.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Come in.

You asked me to monitor the offices of Polyhedrus

for anything relating to Sam Hunter.

Did you find something?

Not at their offices, no. But we just intercepted this.

Where was this taken?

At the country estate of their CEO, Hector Stokes.

PHONE RINGING

Pronto.

'It's Hector Stokes. Where are you?'

'In Rome.'

I need you here, now.

There's a problem.

I'll be on the next plane.

-NEWSREADER:

-'The news at seven o'clock.

'Police are this morning continuing to investigate the fatal shooting

'of a prominent engineer at a hotel in London.

'Dr Arthur Hill was in a meeting room at the Brensham Hotel...'

'..The controversial Pakistani presidential candidate...'

Alex.

Alex?

Eddie...

Mrs Sidwa, have you seen Alex and Eddie?

They left early. I'm sorry, I thought you knew.

Is that him?

It's him.

Oh Eddie, he's beautiful. Can I feed him?

You have to know the trick.

What trick?

Hold your hand out flat so he doesn't bite you by accident.

Try?

It tickles!

Good boy.

How often did you come here?

Every week.

You're a brave man, Eddie.

Your mother would've been happy that you came here.

You never met her.

No.

Then how would you know what she wanted?

I know she loved you very much,

and that she'd want you to be with the people

and do the things you love.

Morning, you two.

Morning, Dad.

Morning.

Alex, can I have a word?

Sure.

You should've told me you were doing this.

I'm sorry, I could see he wanted to come.

You're just dredging up memories. It's his birthday tomorrow.

-What is it? What's bothering you?

-Explain this.

My fingerprints...

The police found them.

Where?

There was a break-in at Lewis' office

the night before he was murdered.

How did you get these?

They're yours, aren't they?

-Are you spying on me?

-What were you doing there?

Are you accusing me of something?

Just answer the question!

-Lewis took me there that night.

-He took you?

He said he had urgent business, something to do with your father.

Goncourt, or something?

Goncourt...

I would expect this from your father. Not from you.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm getting as paranoid as my dad.

What is it? What happened?

I think my father had something to do with Lewis' death.

I thought he killed himself.

I don't think so. I don't mean to scare you.

Although I am scared to death...

What are you going to do?

Leave. With Eddie.

When?

Tonight.

Come with us.

'Hey, Lee Harvey Oswald.'

Ha. You're a comedian now(!)

-Jack Turner's leaving the house.

-Yeah, no shit.

-Get your butt in gear...killer.

Tears of laughter, really(!)

Jack's got a little rendezvous going.

We're going to want to hear this.

Thought you might.

I used to unload ships down here, a long time ago.

24-hour shifts. Real work, that was.

Made your hands raw.

Not like the bankers I sold the land onto.

Men with soft hands.

Men like me.

Come to think of it...

Men like you have made a lot of money off the backs of men like me.

-THROUGH HEADPHONES:

-'You seem to have done just fine, Mr Turner.'

'I've fought and scraped for every penny.'

I don't have an army of lawyers...

-Thought I recognised him.

-Who is it?

That Pakistani minister. Soomro.

'I hope you don't expect pity.'

No, not pity.

Respect.

You've disappointed me, Mr Turner.

-'I've disappointed you?!

-The terms of our deal were not met.

'Madam Zahir is alive and well.'

Yeah we took care of that whistle blower she met with -

that was the main bit.

-Hold on, he knocked off Hill for Soomro?

-Shut up and listen.

'I've been through hoops for you, Mr Soomro.'

Raising our bid to a billion pounds,

bumping off your whistle blower...

and you just keep moving the goal posts.

The government of Pakistan has decided to award

the Khyber Dam to the Chinese.

At last. Hallelujah.

Shut up!

Turner's lost the bid. We've won, haven't we?

The "government has awarded the contract".

You mean you.

And you've been bought and paid for by Polyhedrus.

Polyhedrus?

You're confused, Mr Turner.

-Polyhedrus hasn't bid on the dam.

-Polyhedrus built the dam

for your government.

Might upset people if they knew you were selling it back to them.

-For less than you paid them to build it.

-I told you,

-the Chinese have been awarded the contract.

-Well, of course they have. As a front for Polyhedrus.

Who want to control the water supply in Central Asia. That's no secret.

These are conspiracy theories.

You call them what you like.

Goodbye, Mr Turner.

Mr Soomro, you think I didn't see the double-cross coming?

I know what your whistle blower was going to say.

So what if you do? Dr Hill is dead.

I've got something he didn't have. Proof.

Proof?

Of what Polyhedrus did to get that dam built.

If word got out, their shares would tumble.

Cost them tens of billions, markets the way they are.

You tell your masters what I said. Then you come back

with the contract for me to sign.

It's taken longer than we thought,

but Jack Turner's finally shown his hand. And it's blackmail.

Against?

Polyhedrus.

Polyhedrus is one of the largest corporations in the world.

Annual revenues of 150 billion dollars.

Nearly 200,000 employees worldwide.

Holdings in coal, construction, water

and raw materials from Sierra Leone to Afghanistan.

Hector Stokes.

-Yeah, the CEO of Polyhedrus.

-Sits on the board of Byzantium.

That's right.

So the Chinese bidder isn't our client.

It's Polyhedrus - Hector Stokes?

I mean, can't help drawing conclusions, can I?

Try not to, Mr Fowkes.

Turner claims that Polyhedrus is using the Chinese as a front,

buying the dam on its behalf.

He says he has evidence that will stop the sale.

But we don't know what it is.

No, but we have a fair idea where is it.

In that case that he gave Dave Ryder.

-That bloody case. The curse of my life.

-You need to find it.

It's not at the club, not any more. I can tell you that much.

Dave Ryder's your mate. Just get him to take you where it is.

I can't very well go see him now, can I?

Not with Mr T and half the police out looking for me.

That's exactly why you need to see him. Turn that to your advantage.

How you getting on with Stephen Turner, Sam?

Jack keeps him out of his meetings.

I doubt if he knows anything about the black case.

-No. But he writes the cheques for JTRP Holdings, doesn't he?

-I had Zoe check,

nothing's been paid into Goebel's account.

Which is strange, if the contents of that case is so valuable.

Our client's Hector Stokes. We've been working for the man who wants you dead.

-Ballard warned me as much.

-Keel doesn't know.

It's only a matter of time before he finds out.

I need a plant in today's newspaper about the death of Horst Goebel.

The drowning of a Dutch water engineer's not very big news.

Put it in Metro, page 22. Ironic headline. No pictures.

Suggest foul play, about his trip to London.

-Right. How quickly do you need it?

-Right away.

-OK.

When you were a child, you must have seen or heard something that

explains Stokes' interest in you.

Whatever you know, it must threaten him, Sam.

Which means it's leverage we can use to keep you alive.

If you can remember?

I told you. I...can't.

I know this is hard.

But you need to remember what you saw. Before it's too late.

-Sam Hunter...

-In my house. One guard injured, one dead.

I'm supposed to be hunting her, not the other way round.

Do you think Keel knows?

No, and I'd like to keep it that way.

He's handling a rather important case for us just now.

A case in which Sam Hunter is the prime operative.

Which complicates our task considerably.

And what task is that, Hector?

Terminating her, of course.

I know you, Hector.

You wouldn't be calling me if there weren't more to it.

There is this...

Who's paying him?

I couldn't tell you even if I knew.

He's already approached her.

Undoubtedly, he claims to be her protector.

What makes you think that?

We believe he took out our man with a sniper shot a couple days ago.

I need information. Everyone on Sam Hunter's team at Byzantium.

I believe this is yours.

Blood?

It's Sam's.

Take that.

What's that stain?

You don't recognise it?

We need to know who gave these to Hector Stokes.

Sam found them at his estate.

Ballard said that only he and the Minister saw these.

Obviously not. I'd say Byzantium's not the only one with a mole.

You're jumping to conclusions. Let me find out how this happened.

Well, I'd be very careful if I were you.

-You're in a rather melodramatic mood today, aren't you?

-Am I?

Sam was nearly killed, and Ballard's dead.

You think they'd hesitate to kill you, too?

I'm surprised she trusted you enough to bring you these.

After she found out you lied to her.

I've told her I'm not who I said I am.

But you didn't tell her who you really are.

And when she finds out?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Can I talk to you for a second?

Sure.

Have you seen this?

That's the man that came here the day I arrived, isn't it?

Yeah. Horst Goebel.

It says he died three weeks ago. Right after he left here.

That can't be a coincidence.

They might think you had something to do with it.

I doubt it. I didn't really have anything to do with my father's business with Dr Goebel.

He just had me pay him, and Dr Goebel refused even that.

He refused...?

He had all his money sent to a trust, the Asia Promise Society.

I never thanked you for this morning.

That was a big moment for Eddie, going back to those stables.

-You don't need to thank me.

-Yeah, I do.

I'm doing something now I should've done a long time ago.

It's because of you.

Mr Turner. We're going to have to stop meeting like this.

I just wanted to thank you for those fingerprints you gave me last night.

That was very helpful.

Happy to oblige.

I'm wondering what other services you can offer.

Services?

Besides the information you give my father, are you able to...

take certain actions?

You're being vague, Mr Turner. Whatever it is, just say it.

My father... I'm sure he's asked you to...

..take care of people.

Ah. I see.

If there was somebody that I need taken care of...

I don't "take care of people".

You don't... I thought that Lewis Conroy...

No. Jack gives orders to Bingham. Bingham gives orders to Dave Ryder.

And Dave Ryder... Well, Dave... has a lot of lads hanging about.

So it was one of them.

Yeah, a bloke in a hoodie.

I don't recommend you try hiring him yourself.

Look, if you get rid of someone, you tell me.

And for a price, I can help... steer the investigation.

Like you did with Lewis. Getting it ruled a murder-suicide.

That's right. He was your friend, wasn't he?

I'm sorry about that.

Don't touch me.

Bastard.

'Jack gives orders to Bingham. Bingham gives orders to Dave Ryder.

'And Dave Ryder... Well, Dave... has a lot of lads hanging about.'

Be careful, yeah.

Am I hearing genuine concern for my wellbeing?

No, I just don't want you to screw this up for the rest of us.

Now what makes you think I'd do that?

Let's just say your reputation in the Forces precedes you.

My temper got the best of me...once.

I came here to make a fresh start, you understand?

-Beat it then.

-Yeah. OK.

MOBILE RINGS

-Andrew?

-You busy?

-Yeah?

-Someone's here to see you, says she is an old friend.

What did she say?

Nothing, just that she really wants to see you.

Don't go anywhere. I'll be right there.

Surprised to see me?

You can't be coming in here.

Have you got a death-wish or something?

Where am I supposed to go? Cops are swarming all over the place.

What the hell happened yesterday?

Your mate Tyrone set me up, that's what happened.

Shot some bloke through a window, then planted the evidence on me.

That's why they shut me out then.

-They knew I wouldn't stand for it.

-You've got to let me stay here.

He's been here twice looking for you already.

-Then take me to your place.

-My place?

-They won't look for me there.

You got me into this.

Andrew?

Zoe. There you are. We've been having a lovely chat, haven't we?

Zoe, great to see you again. How long has it been? Eight years, nine?

Oh, at least, yeah.

I've just been telling Andrew about our Grade II-listed Georgian

-we're wanting to restore.

-Georgian.

Andrew's speciality.

Isn't that a coincidence? I've just been showing her my work.

I'll have to talk to Craig, but I think you would be perfect for the job.

I have some drawings and photographs

-from my last restoration.

-I'd love to see them, thank you.

Who the frick are you?

I needed to draw you away from Byzantium.

You haven't answered my question.

I'm a private security contractor, just like you, Miss Morgan.

You came to my home.

My home!

I'm here to help a friend of yours.

Sam Hunter.

Let's take a walk.

I'm sure you've been asking yourself questions,

everyone on your team has.

About?

Sam disappears after your op in Tangier last year,

then suddenly resurfaces, without explanation.

I suppose you know what happened.

She was shot.

At a cafe in Tangier, while waiting to meet Aidan Marsh.

Did he set her up?

She wasn't sure who set her up. Which is why she returned,

but didn't tell anyone what had happened.

She didn't feel she could trust any of you.

If that's true, I can't say I blame her.

The op you're on is about to end and, when it does, she'll be persuaded to go away with this man.

Do you recognise him?

He wants her to believe he's going to help her.

But if she goes with him, she'll never come back.

Why hasn't he killed her already?

He needs something from her first.

-Whereas you...?

-Well, I'd be lying if I was to tell you

the motives of my employer were benign.

What is it you want from me?

This man is watching her.

I need you to bring Sam to me.

So I can talk to her without him knowing.

You want me to lie to Sam.

So I can help her, yes.

And how are you going to do that?

By giving her answers about who's trying to kill her and why.

Giving her the chance to live the rest of her life without looking over her shoulder.

I'll be in touch.

Miss Thorpe, come in. Come in.

Good afternoon, Under Secretary.

Do sit down.

-I've just been reading about your rather impressive career.

-Have you? Whatever for?

You're in line for George Ballard's job.

Sad circumstances, of course,

but I'd say you have an excellent chance of getting it.

Thank you, sir.

Now what can I do for you?

I'd appreciate it if you told no-one in your office about this.

-Very well. What is it?

-These are classified communiques I sent to George Ballard last year.

Based on intel supplied by a mole inside Byzantium.

I believe this information was used to target a Byzantium

operative for assassination.

Assassination? By whom?

These reports were found in files belonging to Hector Stokes.

The CEO of Polyhedrus?

Do you have any idea how he might have got these?

Those communiques only went to Ballard and this Ministry.

Do you think the Minister or someone in this office passed them

on to Stokes?

It's possible.

That's a very distressing thought.

It gets more distressing, sir.

George was looking into a conspiracy when he was murdered.

Something called Hourglass.

I'm afraid you'll have to enlighten me.

The CEOs of five major corporations colluding to concentrate power and wealth into their own hands.

And he believed Hector Stokes was one of them.

Sounds like George must've been spending too much time on the Internet.

You've been investigating his death.

-You've found nothing linking back to any of this?

-No. Of course not.

I really should be going.

Miss Thorpe...I think it best we keep this to ourselves.

Tell no-one of your suspicions.

Of course, sir. And thank you for your time.

Home sweet home. Such as it is.

Fancy a drink?

Sure. Why not?

How long you been here then?

Ten, twelve years. Since the missus up and left.

Sorry to hear that.

She never had much use for me, anyway.

This your daughter?

-Yeah, Susan. She's all grown now.

-You see her much?

Nah. Suppose she doesn't have much use for me neither.

Cheers.

Right, I better get back.

-Don't open that door for no-one but me, understand?

-OK. Got it.

Anything?

It's just as Stephen said.

Goebel had his fee transferred to the Asia Promise Society.

Two million pounds.

Dr Goebel seems an unlikely Samaritan.

Most of the funds were earmarked for a Pakistani refugee centre in London.

I don't understand the connection.

Neither did we.

Until Simran discovered he visited the centre six times in the past year.

What for?

He was sponsoring the care of a refugee,

a 16-year-old girl called Noura Khatami from Gedawar.

Sam...

..I'm sorry.

-You're sorry?

-You trusted me.

Until last night, I didn't realise how hard that must've been for you.

That trust nearly got you killed.

And cost us our child.

What is it you want? Forgiveness?

Because now you think you "understand"?

I don't forgive you.

And you don't understand me.

My mistake was thinking for a moment you could.

Noura? I'm sorry, they said I could let myself in.

I'm a friend of Dr Goebel's.

Did someone kill him?

I'm afraid so.

I knew something had happened. When I didn't hear from him.

He brought you here from Pakistan?

You're not a friend of his, are you?

No. I'm not.

-Do you work for them?

-Who?

The men who built that dam.

Who did this to my face.

What happened?

They came to my village. With gas.

They killed everyone.

-Why?

-So they could open the dam, of course.

I showed Dr Goebel where to get the proof from the lake, the mud.

But the men from the dam, they found out.

And they burned my face. So that I wouldn't tell anyone else.

I'm so sorry.

The proof he collected. Do you know where it is?

It was in a case. A black case.

Yes! Thank you!

Sorry.

It's all right, Gary.

You're still a good bloke.

GUNSHOT

Get back! Get back!

SCREAMING

This is where the Upper Khyber Dam was constructed.

At the mouth of the Gedawar River.

Polyhedrus intended to dam seven billion gallons of water,

flooding 80 square miles.

Only one small problem.

The ancient village of Gedawar

sat right in the middle of the flood plain.

Noura's village.

Yeah. The residents had no desire to leave their homes.

They were increasingly vocal about it, in fact,

and they were gaining support.

And then, four months before the dam was due to open,

what was described as a natural disaster struck Gedawar.

Seismic activity in the Gedawar lake

caused the release of a cloud of hydrogen sulphide gas.

It's highly toxic.

Nearly all of the 600 inhabitants were killed in minutes.

Polyhedrus' own consultants, Drs Hill and Goebel,

determined the gas release was a freak occurrence

posing no threat whatsoever to the integrity of the dam,

which subsequently opened a month ahead of schedule.

This is what Dr Hill was going to blow the whistle on.

Or what Goebel intended to expose until Jack Turner got to him first.

And the "mud" that Noura told Sam he collected

must have been sediment samples, proving that the hydrogen sulphide

couldn't have come from the bottom of that lake.

Polyhedrus exterminated 600 people.

We're working for a mass murderer.

We don't draw conclusions. We execute orders.

You want your case? Here's your case!

Hi, I'm Stephen Turner. I've got an appointment with Commander Brooke.

You wanted to see me?

You should've come to me, Sam.

Instead of getting Aidan to cover for you.

Our client wants you dead. That's why you disappeared last year.

And why you broke into his estate last night.

How much do you know?

You came back to Byzantium to find out who tried to kill you and why.

You didn't trust me, of course.

I still don't.

I got you released from Polyhedrus.

If Stokes found out you were there you might be dead already.

So you're helping me now, is that it?

So, what are you going to do?

Nothing, until the op is over.

And then you'll just hand me to Stokes.

What makes you say that?

Well, it's nothing personal, and you may even be sad,

given my value to you and our relationship, such as it is.

But as much as you don't like being kept in the dark, you said it -

you "execute orders", Mr Keel.

It's not your decision to make.

I'd suggest you don't try and run away again.

How did you know they tried to kill me?

I located your medical reports

from the hospital you checked into under an assumed name.

In Istanbul.

I know, Sam.

Miss Hunter.

What are you doing here?

-I needed to see you.

-For what?

Those communiques you found were passed onto Hector Stokes by Edward Gillespie.

Who's he?

The under-secretary for the Ministry of Defence.

Ballard didn't know, obviously.

You're in great danger. We both are.

Why come to me and not Aidan?

He told you about him and me?

-He has.

-But he hasn't told you who he really is.

No.

I think you should know - before you decide whether to trust him again.

This opens a safe deposit box in Tottenham Court Road.

His MI6 file's inside.

You OK?

What is it?

Dave Ryder.

I keep seeing the look on his face.

Yeah, I know. It's hard.

Betraying someone who trusts you? Bloody miserable.

And all for a box of rocks?

Deacon? That girl told Sam the case contained sediment samples, right?

Right.

Proving Polyhedrus poisoned those villagers.

Well, it didn't, did it? Unless that Horst Goebel impersonator took them.

I think Jack Turner would've noticed if he took receipt of a bunch of rocks.

Then where'd those samples go?

Nowhere. Take a look.

This is the night Jack takes possession of the case.

He stows it here.

That's the case he gave Dave.

Is it?

This is footage from the next day,

when he gives the case to Dave Ryder.

Wait a minute. How'd it get over there?

It didn't. Turner gave him a decoy. The real case never left that room. It's still in the library.

Son of a bitch!

I've been waiting for an hour.

Yes, Mr Turner. I just got the call. I'll take you back now.

Call yourself a son? Call yourself my son?

Betray your own father?

You had Lewis murdered and I can prove it!

Who's listening? You treacherous little shit..!

You want to call the police?

Your answer for everything!

Whatever you think I've done, you don't betray your own blood.

He was my friend!

Lewis? Good friend, was he?

He was knobbing your wife, I know that.

You're disgusting.

I reckon the guilt was too much for her. That's why she offed herself.

Eddie and I are leaving.

You taking the tart with you?

Careful, son. You don't like violence.

She is a tart, you know.

Say that again and I will break your neck!

She's being paid to screw you.

She is screwing you, isn't she?

You turn everything to filth.

She's a plant.

A professional.

Eddie's kidnap -

she staged it with that bloody bag of shit we had down in the basement.

-To win your trust.

-You're lying.

I wish I was.

We know about the fingerprints, Stevie.

Bingham found cameras in the library.

Who do you think put them there?

Mmm?

I know this hurts.

But you're still my son.

You're still my family.

These are powerful people we're up against.

They will use anyone, do anything, to destroy me.

Alex was my mistake.

I'll get her out of the house.

That's the last thing you'll do.

She's a spy.

We don't want her employers suspecting we suspect her.

Just carry on as normal.

When all this is over, I'll deal with her.

Whatever she's done, you don't hurt her.

I promise - I won't hurt her.

Now come on, son. Let's go home.

What happened to your face then?

Would you care to explain how Stephen Turner got hold of these?

I was going to give 'em to you.

He paid you, is that it?

No. Course not.

Do you expect to lie your way out of this one, Inspector?

You can't kill a cop, Mr Bingham.

Not without getting into a whole world of trouble.

-Rupert.

-Hector.

These offices were built two years ago at a cost of £120 million.

We've yet to find a tenant.

Difficult times.

Well, Every Achilles has his heel.

We can ill afford mistakes.

Mistakes?

I'm told Jack Turner has evidence incriminating Polyhedrus.

He'll go public unless he's awarded the dam.

No doubt he intends to go public regardless.

That evidence could bring down this corporation.

And me.

Jack Turner's only just shown his hand.

It would've been helpful if you'd told me about this before.

I wasn't aware he knew, obviously.

600 villagers killed to make way for a dam.

You might have guessed this would've come out sooner or later.

Polyhedrus is used to keeping its secrets.

In any case, I've decided on a new course.

Which course is that?

Jack Turner is to be eliminated.

At once.

I'd advise against undue haste.

I have a shareholders' meeting in less than 48 hours.

Just get rid of him, Rupert.

And the evidence against you?

Secure it. After he's dead.

Any other reason you want this concluded so quickly?

Such as?

-Hey, Alex.

-Hey!

I've almost finished your book.

Are you enjoying it?

How does it end?

You don't want me to tell you that.

-I do.

-That would spoil it.

I'm scared it's going to end sadly.

Mr Turner. There's tea in your office.

Thanks, Mrs S.

I'll be right back.

OK.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

What happened?

Erm...

Change of plan. We can't do this. Not tonight.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

Fine.

Miss Kent?

Can I have a word?

Sure.

Please.

Would you like some tea?

I'm not an easy man, Miss Kent.

I know that.

I don't trust easily.

Because nothing's more important to me than my family.

Nothing.

Some milk?

But I'd be a fool not to notice the effect you've had on my grandson.

And my son, for that matter.

They both adore you. Even I can see that.

I've been too hard on you.

I just want to apologise.

And say I hope you'll stay with us for a long, long time.

(Thank you.)

Yesterday we were leaving together. Today you can't look me in the eye.

What is it you want?

Not what, Mr Keel. Who.

Those things that happened to you,

if you can remember it, you won't have to be afraid any more.

I have to ask you not to leave the house.

We need to get her out of there.

They'll torture her. Like they did Hasan.

-Standby.

-Armed.

Targets entering kill zone.

What shall we do?!

Deacon?

Shit!

You know how this will end.

There's one last decision to be taken.

Which is?

Sam Hunter.

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