Ultimate Force s01e02 Episode Script

Parade, 'shun.
"I am the resurrection and the life," saith the Lord.
"He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.
"Thou turnest man to destruction, "but then thou sayest, 'Come again, you children of man'.
"As soon as thou scatterest them, they are even asleep: "And fade away suddenly, like the grass.
" - Dix millions dollars.
- "In the morning it is green "but in the evening it is cut down, "dried up and withered.
" "And when all our days are gone "we bring our years to an end "as it were a tale that is told.
"We shall not all sleep, "but we shall all be changed "in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye.
"Death is swallowed up in victory.
"O Death, where is thy sting?" Present! Fire! The army takes your son and gives you back a cardboard box.
You're Jamie, aren't you? Started the same time as Alex? He told us about you.
You were on the operation when Sam died? Yeah.
Were you the one who was with him? - Yeah - We all were, Mrs Leonard.
Sam didn't suffer.
Good.
- It was a successful operation, wasn't it? - Yes.
- Nobody hurt, none of the hostages? - No.
Your car's ready whenever you are.
Keep an eye out for Alex, won't you? I don't want to lose another son.
All right.
I'll have a Scotch.
Large Scotch.
I need some food.
I'm up for that.
- Couple more pints, Henno? - I'm going home.
Oh! You've got to be joking.
Come on, don't be stupid.
Henno, come on.
Hey, hey! You get caught Listen to me! You get caught and you're out the regiment, yeah? Now, RTU.
Give me the keys.
Give me the keys! I'll take him home, I'm sober.
Get him in the car.
All right, yeah? I'm all right! Hey-hey-hey! Good night! I've never seen him that pissed.
He's never lost a man under his command before.
You like cars, don't you? I saw your record.
Stole your first car when you were what? 12? Your last when you were 18.
I like cars, I love to get away.
"Before you pass sentence, my Lord, I should like to point out "that my client has just been accepted for the Royal Logistics Corps.
" Bit of a jump, eh? Mechanic to the regiment.
Fair play to you.
Fair play.
I stuck one on Ricky, didn't I? - Yeah.
- I thought I did.
Wanker.
848 metres to the centre of target, with an 18mph west wind.
The deviation on 850 is three inches but the shooter didn't allow for the back draught from the trees.
So, what's the punch line? The bullet smashed two stone urns and went nine inches into the chateau wall.
At half a mile.
It's either a Barrett or an AW50.
Exactly.
We suspect the shooter and the rifle are now in the UK.
It's the first time one of these has gone wild on the mainland.
- Interested? - Of course.
We've infiltrated a hardcore anti-globalist faction based over here.
We have a couple of possible names for the shooter.
But arresting them would be too obvious.
An arrest wouldn't necessarily get us the shooter or the rifle.
On the basis that they aren't proficient with the rifle, we'll give them someone who is.
One of you.
Introduced to the group as our operative's boyfriend.
Er, excuse me.
This person who's meant to infiltrate the anti Your mole, who one of us has to be the boyfriend of, - it is a woman, isn't it? - Who d'you want? - Your best sniper.
That's Jamie or Jem.
- Jamie.
- With the rest of you doing close surveillance and backup.
Tony Buckley.
You don't look like him but that's irrelevant.
They won't know him, he's been in Africa for 30 months.
- What if he comes back? - He won't.
- Mobility troop killed him last week.
- Family, funeral? That was his funeral.
Learn this.
Brought up in Manchester, joined the Royal Staffs in '96, made corporal by '98.
Came to this place for selection twice, and failed.
Both times for being a bit of a tosser, basically.
Good fit for you, I'd say.
The belt has got a radio mike, the stitching's wire filament, that's the aerial.
Battery goes in here, replace every 24 to 48 hours.
When do I get the Aston Martin? You've just flown back in and our girl Lorraine is an old flame.
Passport, old ticket stubs, photos, postcards - that's Lorraine, by the way.
I'll guess you'll need a sun bed.
He won't have time, give him pills.
You meet her tomorrow, join the group the day after.
We have to get them to trust you and do it fast.
- Hello, I'm Lorraine.
- All right.
Tony.
Nice to meet you.
Oh.
OK.
I suppose I'll have to tell them you're my bit of rough or something.
- Hey! - This is Tony.
- Hey, Tony.
Marisol.
- All right.
Flossie, this is Tony.
So, what do you want? Zombie's easiest, we're out of furry animals.
Zombie sounds fine.
Back off, you prick! Let's get out of here.
Tony, Come on! Thanks, Tony! You're my hero.
- I enjoyed it.
First riot.
- It was a march, not a riot.
- Could've fooled me.
You OK? - Yeah.
So you enjoyed it? Yeah.
When's the next one? - They did a job on you all right.
- You should've seen them, man! - Where's Lolly been hiding you? - Er Africa.
Cool.
Where in Africa? Here and there.
Congo, Sierra Leone.
What were you doing there? - Travelling, you know.
- Do people travel in the Congo? Well - work and travel.
- Were you a mercenary? Bingo! I knew there was something about him.
You're a soldier, yeah? Or were.
I sussed it the moment you came in.
- Who were you fighting for? - Did I say I was fighting? You didn't say you weren't.
Were you with UNITA? UNITA were in Angola, mate.
Were you in the army here, originally? - Yeah, six years, Royal Staffs.
- Why? What possessed you to join? Listen, I'm a bit knackered to go through a full interrogation.
Sorry, Tony.
He can be like that.
Do you want a bed? I have a spare room you can both stay in.
Yeah, that would be great.
Thanks.
- This is cosy.
- Shh! I've got a nice, strong feed from Jamie's mike.
'What a grotty bed.
' 'lt'll do.
' 'You can sit down, I won't bite.
'Ah! Careful.
' - 'That's really swollen.
' - All right, stand down.
- I was enjoying that! - I'll do first stag.
Sleeping bags upstairs and you can have a light on up there.
Alex is quiet.
He's hardly spoken a word to Jamie since Sam died.
Do you think he blames him? They'll have got it off their chests a bit after the pasting they gave each other.
- How are you going to get it off yours? - I'm sorry? Sam.
Isn't that what's bothering you? Pillow talk.
Don't do it.
Sam knew the risks.
I'd be prepared to take them.
- I wouldn't mind having a go in there.
- What, shagging Jamie? I was operational with det in Northern Ireland, - why am I a tea lady for the regiment? - If the lads were upset over Sam, how will they feel about a woman being dismantled in front of them? You sentimental old thing.
Anyone for a cup of tea? Money's in me jacket.
I wasn't looking for money.
Just checking.
- What? - Who you are.
- We have to be careful.
- Careful of what? Well, people are after us.
- For dressing up as rabbits? It's very effective when the police look like something from Terminator to confront them dressed as rabbits.
Makes them look even sillier than we do.
I'm sorry about this.
It won't happen again.
They're waiting for you across the road.
Get this.
Flossie - she's the gutsy one.
And Simon, didn't speak to him but he's got an edge, I don't know.
I have to worry about Lorraine though.
- A bit delicate to be thrown in the - Tough.
Use your sensitive side.
- She's wobbly.
- Then hold her steady.
- How are you doing? - Hacked into the woman's computer.
I'm also copying a few floppies she had around.
Done every square inch, no sign of rifle or ammo.
Putting in camera under the bedroom ceiling rose.
Whoa! Heads up.
X-ray has turned around and is walking back to the house, - 'about 150 yards.
' - Have that.
Clear the house.
You've got 30 seconds.
Get going.
25 seconds.
20 seconds - get on with it! - Pete.
- Shit.
Bollocks.
Somebody's coming in the back, seek alternative exit.
- Shit.
- Is he here? - I think so.
Tony! Tony, you've got company.
Ooh, I have to pee.
- Drop, you pillock! - I can't.
Yes, you can.
Tony? Are you up here? I left my blasted floppies.
Ah, there you are.
- Brew? - Yeah, thanks.
Sorry, love.
- Here, this was interesting.
- My ankle's knackered.
- What was? - Maps and A-Zs.
London, Basingstoke, Bristol & Bath.
- I'm getting too old for this.
- That pillock's just twisted his ankle.
Only twisted? Flossie's been running internet searches on Tony Buckley.
Could she have found anything? I did it myself before we sent Jamie in - Australian film producer, car dealer, nothing on our Tony.
- But I'll check the sites she's visited.
- Listen.
'Did you ever kill someone? ' Now there's a stupid question to ask a mercenary.
What's it like? I mean, how do you keep calm? How do you crush your compassion, steel yourself to take another life? Just think about getting the round down and in the target.
Tap.
- Tap? - Yeah tap.
Move on.
Next job.
- That cold, eh? - That's what you try for.
I enjoy it.
Being good at it.
I was in the Sudan.
Seen a lot of death there.
- Mostly starvation.
- What was you doing? What was I doing? Yeah I was taking photographs.
Beautifully composed studies of dying babies, then back to the hotel and my bottle of Evian.
It was all about debt.
You see, the country could never be made to run at a profit, so the West could choose between writing off the debt or shoring up unpopular regimes by flogging them weapons which, of course, meant more debt.
So guess what they chose? The men who make those decisions deserve to die.
Do you know the name Lonberg? Lonberg? Yeah.
European bank or something.
Someone had a shot at him a few weeks back.
But sadly he missed.
Just get the round in tap move on, next job.
What a difference a bit of training can make, yeah? And how much better to kill someone who deserves to die.
You wouldn't have missed, would you? Listen.
We'll, erm we'll talk again, yeah? Yeah.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- What's up? - I'm scared.
I'm sorry.
You're probably so used to this you don't know what I'm talking about but but I can't go out there.
I mean, I need to pee really badly but I can't go out in case anyone's there.
- Shh-shh! - I won't shush! I don't care who hears! - Calm down.
- I just want to go! - Shh! - Jesus.
Shut up.
Oh! Sorry.
Anyone for tea? - Oh, sorry.
- Marital strife? - Yeah.
Simon left a message saying he'd be back tomorrow evening - and he wanted to know if you'd be here.
- Yeah.
Listen, er, me and Lolly are gonna get away for a while, give you guys some space, back tomorrow.
If that's all right with you? It's not all right with me! I've got half the regiment stood-to That's your problem.
And Lorraine is yours - she's not up to it.
If I go back in there, I'm going alone, cos she'll f She's a sweet girl but she's not up to it.
- Not her fault.
She's a graduate.
- She's not had six months SAS training.
We're supposed to be the ultimate professionals and this is just a joke.
- He's right.
- Of course he's right.
If he goes back in without her, his cover is compromised.
You have to sort her out and give us back a functioning operative.
Oh, and if she puts him on the line again, I'll tell him to kill her.
Do we understand each other? Yeah.
Caroline, you can thin for the evening, the rest are on surveillance.
I'm gonna go to Hereford to give a sit rep.
Oh, and while you're sorting out your operative, get your mob to find out where and when Lonberg is most vulnerable for a hit.
- Got anything from the computer? - No, but Then get on with it! Why aren't you at home? Couldn't sleep.
Are you pissed? - Bad idea.
- Yeah.
- But you would've done.
- If you'd let me go operational, yeah.
At Hereford, on ops, I'm king of the castle.
Outside, at home, I'm nothing.
I rage about, they just watch, waiting for me to leave so they can get on with their lives.
But it's worse at the moment? I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I just need to work, that's all.
- How's it been? - Quiet night all round.
What did you get up to? Hello there, you two.
Lorraine, we really appreciate what you're doing.
We know it must be tough for you, you're a brave girl.
Thank you.
- I'm sorry I - Forget it.
Jamie.
It's clear that, if it does happen, it'll be Lonberg again, so keep your eyes open.
Off you go.
Here's something.
Again? Lonberg Thursday bastard? - She's not sure.
- Where is he on Thursday? He's in Prague for a dinner on Wednesday and Geneva on Friday.
- He's not gonna be doing nothing.
- No.
Without him knowing, find out what he's up to on Thursday.
OK.
Thank you.
- All right.
- Hi.
- You still wanna play? - OK.
Then we have to move.
Come on.
- Lolly? - Yeah? - Just going to sort summat out.
- OK.
Come on, we have to move.
Jamie! - Heads up, they're leaving the house.
- Where are Pete and Alex? Stand by, Pete.
Party leaving the house.
Jem and Ricky, take the other car as support but be ready to step in and hit them.
No big worries, Jamie looks relaxed.
Then why hasn't he warned us and why can't we pick up his mike? He's not wearing his belt.
Should we intercept and lift him? No, I'm sure he's up for it.
Let's hope he can read them better than we can.
Get dressed.
Turning left into Jamaica Road, still have him well within visual sight, and also on the tracker.
- Where are you, Pete? - About 100 yards behind.
'We can still see you.
' Yeah? Yeah, we'll be there in a minute, maybe two.
We're just coming up to the main road.
OK, we'll flash you when we see you.
- Ooh, left.
- Turning left Hang on.
Bloody hell.
What's he doing? We're changing cars here.
They're changing cars.
I don't believe this - ' they're changing cars.
' - Say again? Legging it over a bridge - All right! Calm down! They've got a car waiting.
Red Rover 75, reg Bravo, X-Ray, 5, 1, Alpha, Whisky, Foxtrot.
Bollocks! There's worse - there's no sound from the house and nothing on CCTV.
The birds have flown.
One step forward, two steps back.
The step forward - we believe it's Lonberg, we think it's Thursday.
The two steps back - we've lost Jamie and Lorraine for the time being.
- Isn't it time to speak to Lonberg? - No.
He may abandon his Thursday plans, plus he may have a mole.
Either way, we lose our X-rays, the gun and our people.
We'll be lucky to hear from Jamie before they lay up to make the hit, so the priority is finding the location of the hit.
- Box.
- If you want to gather round here.
That's why there was nothing on computer for us to crack, the secretary manages the diary.
So, we need to have a look at it.
Pete, Alex - pack your bags.
- Send you a postcard.
- And the rest of us? - Jamie's belt wasn't in the house.
- No, it weren't.
Not with him and his group, not in the house, maybe it's with Lorraine.
What's the range? Depends on the area, two to three miles maximum.
Circulate the wavelength to everyone - cars, helicopters.
It's not much, but it might be something.
This is different.
- What is this? - It's all right, Tony.
Just a precaution.
- It's not very pleasant from where I am.
- Well, we can't be too careful.
- Recognise it? - AW50F.
It's yours on loan.
You get to kill someone.
What do you say? Yeah, I'm up for it.
As long as I don't get caught.
You won't.
We're very well organised.
I see.
It's clear.
One at a time, we have six.
Will that be enough for you to zero it? Yeah.
OK, there's a sign.
It's exactly 904 metres from this rock.
Now, Tony.
We've moved Lorraine to a safe house as an insurance that you cooperate.
- What are you talking about? - She's fine and she'll stay fine just as long as you show you're not all mouth and put a bullet through that circle on the sign.
If you don't, then Rod will do something unpleasant to her.
We're slightly more serious people than you thought we were, aren't we? That's the one.
Right on the button, perfect.
Do it again.
Ah, pardon.
Quelle étage, monsieur? - Douzième.
- Oui.
- Pardon.
- Monsieur.
Catch him so he doesn't hurt his head.
Well, rob him then.
And make it look good.
Shit.
Gotcha.
Yep? Pete.
LHR 11:00, G and F 14:30.
And the letter B.
Well done, mate.
- LHR is Heathrow.
- So, he arrives 11:00, and he has a meeting with G and F at 14:30.
Who are they? - I'll get on the search engines.
Yeah? Great.
I'll wait.
A call was made from Rod's mobile.
Just waiting for ID on the beacon.
Yeah, if they've got the belt with them.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Maidenhead.
Go with one of Box's mates and all the tracking gear you can find.
Are you carrying? Only use it in extreme circumstances.
Remember, you're still the tea lady! Now we're cooking.
Anything on G and F? Not yet.
If you want to come with me, we can take north and west, send the other two south and east.
South and east, OK? Henno.
Pete? Shit! All right, get back as soon as you can.
Lonberg's landed but he's booked a helicopter.
Patience, patience, calm and patience.
- Caroline.
- Still nothing.
- 'You've got three hours.
' - Don't worry, we'll find him.
- Hang on, pull in, pull in! - Henno, I think we've got something.
- We're just picking up TV.
- Wrong wavelength for television.
It's picking up a TV playing in the room.
- Brilliant.
- It's just gone.
- What? It can't have, come here.
Shit.
- Completely lost the signal.
- We're so close.
It was 230 degrees.
'Get in the front.
' 'Where are we going? ' - Here! - 'Shut up, get in or I'll shoot you.
- 'OK, now drive.
' Damn! We're not going to find them if they're on the move.
'Red 8, this is I'm Red 8, whatever 'I'm following Lorraine, she knows I'm here, heading southwest.
'I presume I should follow?' No, stop and treat yourself to a Little Chef.
You stay with them.
- Joining A33 southbound.
- Got it.
Hey! Grossman and Fletcher.
Of course, the lip-reader.
Flossie wasn't saying bastard, she was saying Basingstoke.
Merchant bankers specialising in arms brokerage.
Naughty little Lonberg, eh? I can still see her.
She's turned off the main road.
Just coming into Basingstoke.
We're on our way, ma'am.
- Are we going to bother with a bullet? - Get in position.
It'll be here soon.
We're here.
Pamela House Newman Street.
We're minutes away, just hold on.
- 'I'll go in and find the exact location.
' - No! Stay in the car.
- I can't hear you.
You're br up - Caroline, don't.
- 'Br I can't ' - I know what you're trying to do.
- 'No, I can't hear ' - Caroline! - Why is she here? - To harden your resolve.
If Lonberg doesn't die, she dies.
Load it.
I'm not sure I can do this.
You're not going to kill an innocent man.
You're not innocent, "Jamie".
I don't know or care who you are.
All I want is Lonberg dead.
- Now get into position.
- Why? You're just going to kill me anyway.
No.
I won't.
You have my word.
It's Lonberg we want.
And when he's dead, you and Lorraine can go.
Even if it means we get caught.
Killing Lonberg here, at his feeding trough, is well worth a few years in prison.
Just shoot him and we can all go home! Please.
Please! We'll say we did it.
Remember, he's not a person he's just a target.
Just do it! Hey! No! Shit! Simon.
It's over.
People are dead, mate.
You don't wanna take my life.
You don't wanna end yours.
Just give me the gun.
Why?! Shit.
- Why?! Push him away! Guys, I'm bleeding to death over here! - You'll be all right, it's a flesh wound.
Jesus, it hurts like hell! Yeah, well, that's a good sign.
- It is.
- Very good.