The Lazarus Project (2022) s01e05 Episode Script
Episode 5
WOMAN: You can't turn back time
to stop what happened to Sarah.
A nuclear warhead nicknamed
Big Boy was hijacked.
Use the detonator.
WOMAN: There's a code in there.
We just have to crack it.
It's an IP Address.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
You won't tell where Big Boy is.
I'm going to bring
her back, Chief
(VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Archie?
- Yeah.
- Matthew Rogers.
We had an appointment
to meet earlier.
Your professor set it up.
Oh, shit.
- I'm sorry.
- MATTHEW: That's alright.
I meant to come and find you,
but I have a 10,000 word essay
on European trade
associations due on Monday.
Plus my roommate's boyfriend
just proposed to her,
and I need to talk her
out of marrying the man
whose greatest ambition in
life is to one day be retired.
Also, there was this
ball, and, you know,
this doesn't just happen.
Of course. Don't worry about it.
I expect your professor told you
why I wanted to speak to you.
- He did not.
- MATTHEW: Oh.
Have you considered
your future, Archie?
Have I considered my future?
Well, let's see
I was top of my class in Junior,
Secondary and
Sixth Form college.
I was first violin in
the school orchestra,
captained the girls
volley and football team.
Was head prefect,
would've been head girl
if it wasn't for
a dirty campaign
run by Katie Clark, which I
refused to lower myself to.
I volunteered for
community projects,
helping disaffected youth
and disenfranchised elderly.
Run a breakfast and
an after school club.
Got fifteen A to A-star GCSEs,
five A-star AS and A2 levels,
I worked at an ethically sourced
cocoa bean plantation in
Costa Rica in my gap year.
I was the first
student from my school
to be awarded an
unconditional offer
to study politics,
psychology, and sociology
at Cambridge University, which
is where you find me now.
If I sound like someone who's
not considered my future.
So, what do you want to do?
I don't know.
Is the champagne still free?
I keep telling you,
it's free all night.
Sometimes it's only free
up until a certain point.
Let me ask you this.
Have you ever thought about
working for your government?
What girl hasn't lustfully gazed
at the civil service
fast track scheme?
I'm not talking about
the civil service.
Five or six?
Excuse me?
MI 5 or MI 6?
I can't tell you.
Which one's the cool one?
The one I'm in.
Right.
The intelligence service
is always on the lookout
for bright young
minds, and your CV
is fairly exceptional so far.
Told you I didn't
make head girl, right?
I heard Katie Clark ran
a real dirty campaign.
Which I wouldn't lower
myself to. That's right.
This is my card.
Is it going to self-destruct
in ten seconds?
- No.
- Am I the first person to make that joke?
- No.
- Okay.
You should call
the number on it.
You know, the price
tag is sticking out
the back of your
dress, by the way.
Fucking spies.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIREN WAILING)
Come on, let's go.
- ARCHIE: Cheers.
- MAN: Beautiful work.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Who the fuck are you?
I'm not here to hurt you.
ARCHIE: Love to
echo the sentiment.
If you don't tell me who you
are in the next five seconds,
I'm gonna knock your
head through the wall.
You couldn't knock my
head through the wall.
Why not?
MI 5 combat training is a joke.
I'm Shiv.
Who do you work for?
You haven't heard of us.
You robbed an
armored truck today.
I don't expect the adrenaline
hasn't worn off yet.
I find lots of tea with
lots of sugar in it helps.
- Lots of tea with lots of sugar.
- Yeah.
Do you always bring a thermos
when you break into
someone's house?
Well, you never know when people
are gonna run out of tea bags.
How thoughtful.
Exactly. So
I know who you are,
Archie. I know you're MI 5.
I know you're 12
months undercover
in Georgie
Cunningham's operation.
And I know you're
not going to like
what I'm about to tell you.
What's that?
Cunningham is off the hook.
You're going to back off.
Georgie Cunningham has
links to organized crime
throughout Europe
and the Middle East.
He's involved in the smuggling
of drugs, weapons, and people.
And now he's got enough
capital behind him
to grow his operation tenfold.
He's not small time.
He's dangerous and
he's going down.
I'm fine for tea.
SHIV: Amazing.
That's almost exactly
what you said last time.
What?
Look, Georgie
Cunningham is a bad man,
and I only wish the
very worst for him,
but if you arrest him, a new
associate of his in Israel
makes a deal with someone
that they shouldn't,
trouble will breed.
Too much trouble,
as it turns out.
And how do you know that?
You know what the interesting
thing about disaster is?
If you break it down,
it's really just an
escalating series
of mundane interactions leading
to a catastrophic climax.
I've been on dates like that.
Look, Archie.
My job is to work out what
would be the simplest,
easiest thing to rearrange
to ensure disaster
doesn't take place.
And, uh,
and that's why I'm in
your kitchen tonight.
I'm sorry. I still
don't understand
what the hell you're
talking about.
Think of this.
A woman goes to leave
her apartment in Paris.
She stops to feed her
cat, takes 20 seconds.
She gets in her car,
she drives through town,
she stalls at a junction.
The vehicle behind her
swerves, its headlights dazzle
the view of the driver coming
the other way and bang.
Princess Diana just
crashed into a tunnel,
Elton John's about to
sell a lot of records.
Now, If I wanted
to go back in time
to stop that from happening,
I could either try
to reroute the princess
or I could get someone
to feed that cat
20 seconds earlier.
You know what I'm
saying. It's, uh,
the simplest of things make
the biggest difference.
I mean, who knows?
Maybe the very act of me
eating that burrito
might change the world.
So I'm the cat lady
in this analogy.
Yeah.
And who's Princess Diana?
- What are you trying to stop?
- I can't tell you.
And you expect me to abort
a year-long undercover
operation for that?
I did.
The first time.
But then you took matters
into your own hands
and bollocked everything
up. So, here we are
trying again.
The thing is, Archie,
I'm not asking.
Cunningham is off the hook.
I suppose the question is
can you live with that?
I could knock your
head through the wall.
I know.
Really, who do you work for?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
It's called the Lazarus Project.
And I think you'll fit right in.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS UP)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIREN WAILS)
Step away!
ARCHIE: What the hell happened?
MAN: He's killed him. You
want us to sedate him?
I can't question him if
he's unconscious, can I?
Put him in restraints and
don't turn your back on him.
- What happened?
- Rebrov killed Ryan.
- Ryan from Tech support?
- Yeah.
What was one of the I
guys doing seeing Rebrov?
- I don't know.
- Why would he kill him?
- I don't know.
- Where's Shiv and George?
- I don't know.
- You don't know a lot.
- No.
- Let's work on that, shall we?
Yes, ma'am.
(THE DANE SINGING)
I need to get into
this computer.
- That's Ryan's.
- I know it's Ryan's.
Well, he was here
five minutes ago.
Yeah, he's not here anymore.
Well, he'll probably
be back soon.
No, I really don't
think he will.
Is there an IT guy here?
- Ryan's the IT guy.
- Is there another fucking guy?
We have a time machine. I
assume we have more than
one person who can
unlock the computer.
No. Ryan's the
only one in today.
Fucking hell. Jesus Christ. Do
me a favor. Get on the phone.
Get all the IT guys we have.
Get them all to come in.
- All of them?
- All of them.
I want an army of nerds walking
through that door in
the next 30 minutes.
Why? Isn't Ryan coming back?
Did you hear the alarm, Dane?
Can you see everyone
running around?
Gosh, did the world end again?
I don't know. Maybe.
IT guys now, please.
Yeah, Okay. Okay.
You worked out where Big Boy is.
I'm gonna bring her back, Shiv.
I'm going to bring
you back, too.
The first thing I'm
gonna do is come for you.
I know.
(GUNSHOT)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(BIRD CAWING)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Okay, okay.
This fucking hell.
Fuck sake.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)
WES: Ryan worked
here for five years.
He had a wife
and a child.
After I speak to you, I'm going
back upstairs to ring them
and tell them that he died
in a workplace accident.
There'll be an investigation
and a large payout.
We'll attend the funeral.
I will watch his family cry
as his body is lowered
into the ground.
So, before I do that, Dennis,
could you tell me
why you killed him?
He gave me the code.
The code?
Specific sentence that can
mean normally one thing.
Kill the person
who just said it.
Back when you're
broadcasting under duress?
Exactly.
Do you still use
ballerina, by the way?
- We changed it.
- Why?
Because you fucking
know what it is.
WES: So, you don't know
why you killed Ryan.
You just knew you had to do it.
DENNIS: That's right.
Who would have
given Ryan the code?
I suspect, ma'am,
it would have been given to him
by the mole working
within this organization.
We don't have a mole.
Sure, the Lost Glory probably
tipped themselves off
that you were coming.
I'm not going to just
tell you where it is.
Not without some guarantees.
Letting you walk free isn't
gonna be on the table.
You don't have the authority
to make that decision.
You do.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(MUMBLES)
- (SIGHS)
- (SIREN WAILS)
Shit.
(COP 1 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
I'm sorry, um, English.
Is this your car?
Yep. Nope.
I'm borrowing it.
This car has been
reported stolen.
- This this car?
- COP 1: Mm-hmm.
No, that's that's a
mistake 'cause I'm
Yeah, I'm I'm
borrowing it from a mate.
So, maybe one of his neighbors,
um, saw me driving off of it
and jumped to conclusions.
COP 1: Jumped to conclusions?
Yep.
(COPS SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
(COP 2 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
Sir, please, can I have
your driver's license?
What are you doing in Romania?
- Business.
- What business?
My business.
Sir, step out of the
car for me, please.
Encrypted payments.
(COP 1 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
How'd you get by?
We manage.
COP 1: Sir.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
Out of the car, now.
Sir! Sir!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
ARCHIE: We can't
make a deal with him.
WES: Of course we can.
ARCHIE: After
everything he's done?
Archie, I don't need to remind
you of the awesome power
that our organization wields,
or the consequences of that
power if it's corrupted.
We have the man that
corrupted that power.
He's locked in that room.
Well, now, apparently,
there's another one who's not.
- He's bluffing.
- WES: We don't know that.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
It's George.
Find out where he is,
and get him back here.
Where the hell are you?
I don't want you
to panic, but
ARCHIE: Where are you?
(SIRENS BLARING)
Romania.
What are you doing in Romania?
Uh, I'm pursuing a
lead. Listen, Archie,
it's Shiv.
I think he's got
himself into trouble.
Why do you think that?
Well, remember that time me
and him went to visit Rebrov?
Well, he was really drunk
and he kept on talking
about not living with regrets.
Now, he's got himself into
something he couldn't get out of.
Anyway, he kept
mentioning Blackbird.
Blackbird?
Yeah, and I just ran
it as a keyword search
through his bank account.
Are you in a car chase?
- No.
- ARCHIE: George.
I'm not in a fucking
car chase. Just listen.
The search brought up
a bunch of payments
to an encrypted source, and
it's Janet.
He's been sending
money through her.
Rebrov Janet?
Yeah, they're still in contact.
If you need it verified,
get Ryan or someone
to bring up the payments.
It's all in there.
- Ryan's dead.
- GEORGE: What?
Ryan's dead.
- Rebrov killed him.
- GEORGE: Jesus.
Where's Shiv now?
He gave me the slip,
but I'm trying to
catch up with him.
George, if you had
your suspicions,
you should've come to me first.
You don't just go out into
the field on your own.
Yeah, yeah. I know, I know.
I just got this wrong.
You almost certainly are wrong.
Just don't do anything stupid.
And don't approach
him if you see him.
- I'm gonna call you back.
- GEORGE: Yeah, okay.
(COP SIRENS CONTINUE)
ARCHIE: George is in Romania.
- He went there after
- Shiv.
Rebrov says Shiv is the mole.
Shiv would never
betray The Lazarus.
I used to say that about Rebrov.
Whereas I know Shiv
better than anyone.
He wouldn't do this.
WES: I don't care what you feel
or what you think I care about.
Facts. I want data. Is
George still trailing him.
He lost him.
Well, tell him to find
him again. Quickly.
We're being betrayed.
I'd rather know about it now
than further down the line
when I've got a gun in my back.
Yes, ma'am.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Shiv is the mole?
Always the ones you
least expect, isn't it?
No. It's always the
ones you most expect.
This is real life.
Not an Agatha fucking
Christie story.
DENNIS: He never got
over it, you know?
What happened with
me and Janet
our lad.
It's eating away at me.
But what do you think
it's done to him?
I know Shiv
better than anyone.
I'm gonna find out what's
really going on here.
DENNIS: You do that.
You find out what's
really going on here.
Start scratching at
the surface, Archie.
It's taken you long enough.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
So, only special
people are aware
when time jumps backwards.
Yes.
And you're one of them.
- Yes.
- But I'm not.
Not yet.
It's all really just a
matter of perception.
Most people's brains can't
process the time jump,
so they reject the memories
of the time they've lost.
A small dose of this
will open up your mind
just enough to jog misplaced
memories to the surface.
I can show you all the time
you've lived and forgotten.
- If you want.
- Why wouldn't I want that?
It can get messy.
I can do messy.
I've no doubt.
You're 23.
In your lifetime,
we've reset 15 times.
I'm doing a combined total
of roughly 98 months.
About eight years.
That's a lot of experiences.
You do this and
you're gonna start
remembering things
from those years.
Sometimes it'll drip feed, but
more often come all at once.
We call this the wave.
The wave?
Like a wave "hello"
to your old memories?
Like a sensory tsunami
hitting your brain
with experiences and emotions
you have no idea you had.
That doesn't sound good.
Well, it really depends
on what happened to you
in the time that got wiped away.
Archie
it's going to be disorientating.
Your mind is going to
try and cope with a huge
influx of data that, frankly,
we're not genetically programmed
to be able to understand.
It's gonna feel like
you're lucid dreaming.
Like you just took acid and
got the world's worst deja vu
at the same time.
I mean, you know,
for the record,
that I still don't believe
any of this is true.
Don't you?
Mm.
I do.
(UPBEAT DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(COP SIREN BLARES)
(GROANS)
Don't move.
All right, all right, all right.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)
Just
Yeah?
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
(MAN SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck! Oh
(DOG BARKING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
Fuck!
MAN: You really think
it's true about Shiv?
- That he's a mob?
- Of course he's not.
Until we have undeniable proof,
every eventuality
is on the table.
MAN 2: He's Pavlov's mole.
WOMAN: What?
MAN 2: Pavlov was this
guy who had a dog in a box
with a cyanide pill.
He reasoned the dog could
either be alive or dead,
but until he opened the box
to check, he didn't know.
So, arguably, the dog
was both alive and dead.
That's Pavlov's dog.
But in this case,
Pavlov's mole because
Shiv might be a mole.
That's Schrodinger's
cat. You dumb idiot.
Schrodinger had a cat in a box.
Pavlov is a guy who rang a
bell every time he fed his dog.
MAN 3: What the hell
are you talking about?
You know, whatever it is,
please, God, make it stop.
WOMAN: I don't care
what anyone says,
Shiv would never betray us.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Romania.
Gotcha.
(BIRD CAWS)
(BIRD CAWS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
(DOG BARKS)
(DOG BARKS)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
Oh, for fuck sake.
(STAIRS CREAK)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(BOTH YELL AND GRUNT)
(GEORGE YELLS IN PAIN)
(MAN YELLS IN PAIN)
You fucking dickhead.
Stop. Stop.
(GEORGE BREATHES LOUDLY)
Yeah. You know
what that is, yeah?
That dizziness.
That's concussion, mate.
Who are you?
Here to see a man about a bomb.
You're the Lost Glory?
What's fucking left of them?
Shit.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(RECORD MACHINE PLAYS)
WOMAN: Archie. Archie.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
I can show you all the time
you've lived and forgotten.
FEMALE REPORTER: There's
been an attack on Iraq.
The simplest of things make
the biggest difference.
(SIRENS BLARING)
(CAR HONKING)
- Out of the way, mate! Move!
- MAN: Get out of the way!
SHIV: Who knows? Maybe
the very act of me
eating that burrito
might change the world.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(RINGING NOISE)
- Who the fuck you?
- I'm Shiv.
What do you want?
I came to tell you you're
getting pulled out.
We need Cunningham
to stay where he is.
No.
Cunningham's got links
to organized crime
throughout Europe
and the Middle East.
He's involved in the smuggling
of drugs, weapons and people.
And today he leaned across me
and blew a man's brains out.
You want me to back off him?
- Yes.
- ARCHIE: Why?
I can't tell you.
SHIV: Twelve months
work down the drain.
A murderer going free.
And you're out of tea bags.
ARCHIE: And you
always bring a thermos
when you break into
someone's house?
SHIV: That's a bad night.
- Can you leave my flat, please?
- SHIV: Of course.
This visit has occurred
to see you understand
we're not asking, we're telling.
Hey, look who's back.
- Whoa!
- ARCHIE: George Cunningham,
you're under arrest for murder,
extortion, terror offenses
- You fucking grass!
- (GUNSHOT)
Read the room, Gary.
I'm not messing
about it, gentlemen.
You're fired, of course.
Whether that will be
Archie.
It was the guy in the burrito
truck did it for you, wasn't it?
Just out of interest
if you could go back
and keep your job
I'd do the same thing again.
Okay.
That's good to know.
FEMALE REPORTER: His men
believed to have been
involved with organized crimes
was killed in a
shoot-out last night.
George Edward Cunningham,
47, from Lucien
was returning home when two men
fired at him with a shot gun.
Police are assuming that
the murder was gang related.
Due to Cunningham's close links
to several prominent organized
crime groups.
The investigation is ongoing
and no arrests have been made.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Who are you?
I'm the caretaker.
GEORGE: Of the bomb?
No, this shitty farmhouse!
Yes, of the bomb.
Why'd you attack me?
I thought you were an intruder.
No, I'm from the Lost Glory.
Already arranged to pick up
Big Boy from here, anyway.
MAN: Yeah, I just didn't
think you were from the glory.
Why not?
Well, as I understand it,
one of the Lost Glory's
founding principles
is the reinstatement of a white,
ethno-nationalist government
in a pure Aryan State.
Yeah, we dropped all that.
- MAN: Yeah?
- Yeah.
It was an old idea.
We're more inclusive now.
Oh.
- Good for you.
- What's your name?
MAN: Rudy.
I'm George.
So, you have to detonate her?
Mm-hmm.
RUDY: Show me.
Show me the bomb.
The bomb is ten miles away.
I've got a car.
We're gonna have to
trust each other.
Of course.
- So, where's the money?
- The the What?
The rest of the money.
You only wired half.
I have assurances, the Lost
Glory always pays their way.
Oh, we we we told you
we'd give you the other half
once you showed us the bomb.
Of course. As discussed.
As discussed.
RUDY: So, would
you like to see it?
I didn't come all
this way not to.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIRENS BLARE IN THE DISTANCE)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
I already ate.
- It's a symbolic burrito.
- Mm-hmm.
Alright, I'll have it if
you really don't want to.
SHIV: I'll have it.
How was the wave?
Enlightening.
Cunningham's dead.
Doesn't that mess
with your plan?
Well, I said I needed
him out of jail.
I didn't say I needed him alive.
- ARCHIE: Shiv.
- I didn't have him killed.
Don't lie to me.
Have I lied to you so far?
No.
- But it doesn't mean you won't.
- No
It doesn't mean I won't.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(OPENS METAL DOOR)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Wow.
RUDY: What'd you think?
That must be the bomb.
(RUDY CHUCKLES)
Yes, it is.
GEORGE: Like in the movies.
- RUDY: Yeah.
- Maybe he's been paid for
with big fucking bombs.
RUDY: And you have
the detonator.
Yeah, yeah, I got it.
GEORGE: So, this is mine.
I, I I mean
the Lost Glory's.
We own this now.
RUDY: Yes.
I want to blow it up.
Excuse me?
Like, as soon as possible,
I want to blow it up.
RUDY: Now?
Tonight, yeah.
RUDY: Look, man, what
you choose to do with it
is your business.
I'm just the caretaker.
But, you know, you
blow it up here,
you're just gonna vaporize a
lot of cows and dairy farms.
- Right.
- RUDY: Just, you know,
seems like a waste.
No, I mean You're right.
Let's move it.
Where?
Ruthenia.
Now, can you help me get
it across the border?
Yeah, I can help
you transport it.
And then take you to
the detonation site.
What's the detonation site?
It's any site
outside the blast radius
of this giant fucking bomb
you're gonna set off.
Right.
Okay, let's go.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
to stop what happened to Sarah.
A nuclear warhead nicknamed
Big Boy was hijacked.
Use the detonator.
WOMAN: There's a code in there.
We just have to crack it.
It's an IP Address.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
You won't tell where Big Boy is.
I'm going to bring
her back, Chief
(VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Archie?
- Yeah.
- Matthew Rogers.
We had an appointment
to meet earlier.
Your professor set it up.
Oh, shit.
- I'm sorry.
- MATTHEW: That's alright.
I meant to come and find you,
but I have a 10,000 word essay
on European trade
associations due on Monday.
Plus my roommate's boyfriend
just proposed to her,
and I need to talk her
out of marrying the man
whose greatest ambition in
life is to one day be retired.
Also, there was this
ball, and, you know,
this doesn't just happen.
Of course. Don't worry about it.
I expect your professor told you
why I wanted to speak to you.
- He did not.
- MATTHEW: Oh.
Have you considered
your future, Archie?
Have I considered my future?
Well, let's see
I was top of my class in Junior,
Secondary and
Sixth Form college.
I was first violin in
the school orchestra,
captained the girls
volley and football team.
Was head prefect,
would've been head girl
if it wasn't for
a dirty campaign
run by Katie Clark, which I
refused to lower myself to.
I volunteered for
community projects,
helping disaffected youth
and disenfranchised elderly.
Run a breakfast and
an after school club.
Got fifteen A to A-star GCSEs,
five A-star AS and A2 levels,
I worked at an ethically sourced
cocoa bean plantation in
Costa Rica in my gap year.
I was the first
student from my school
to be awarded an
unconditional offer
to study politics,
psychology, and sociology
at Cambridge University, which
is where you find me now.
If I sound like someone who's
not considered my future.
So, what do you want to do?
I don't know.
Is the champagne still free?
I keep telling you,
it's free all night.
Sometimes it's only free
up until a certain point.
Let me ask you this.
Have you ever thought about
working for your government?
What girl hasn't lustfully gazed
at the civil service
fast track scheme?
I'm not talking about
the civil service.
Five or six?
Excuse me?
MI 5 or MI 6?
I can't tell you.
Which one's the cool one?
The one I'm in.
Right.
The intelligence service
is always on the lookout
for bright young
minds, and your CV
is fairly exceptional so far.
Told you I didn't
make head girl, right?
I heard Katie Clark ran
a real dirty campaign.
Which I wouldn't lower
myself to. That's right.
This is my card.
Is it going to self-destruct
in ten seconds?
- No.
- Am I the first person to make that joke?
- No.
- Okay.
You should call
the number on it.
You know, the price
tag is sticking out
the back of your
dress, by the way.
Fucking spies.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIREN WAILING)
Come on, let's go.
- ARCHIE: Cheers.
- MAN: Beautiful work.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Who the fuck are you?
I'm not here to hurt you.
ARCHIE: Love to
echo the sentiment.
If you don't tell me who you
are in the next five seconds,
I'm gonna knock your
head through the wall.
You couldn't knock my
head through the wall.
Why not?
MI 5 combat training is a joke.
I'm Shiv.
Who do you work for?
You haven't heard of us.
You robbed an
armored truck today.
I don't expect the adrenaline
hasn't worn off yet.
I find lots of tea with
lots of sugar in it helps.
- Lots of tea with lots of sugar.
- Yeah.
Do you always bring a thermos
when you break into
someone's house?
Well, you never know when people
are gonna run out of tea bags.
How thoughtful.
Exactly. So
I know who you are,
Archie. I know you're MI 5.
I know you're 12
months undercover
in Georgie
Cunningham's operation.
And I know you're
not going to like
what I'm about to tell you.
What's that?
Cunningham is off the hook.
You're going to back off.
Georgie Cunningham has
links to organized crime
throughout Europe
and the Middle East.
He's involved in the smuggling
of drugs, weapons, and people.
And now he's got enough
capital behind him
to grow his operation tenfold.
He's not small time.
He's dangerous and
he's going down.
I'm fine for tea.
SHIV: Amazing.
That's almost exactly
what you said last time.
What?
Look, Georgie
Cunningham is a bad man,
and I only wish the
very worst for him,
but if you arrest him, a new
associate of his in Israel
makes a deal with someone
that they shouldn't,
trouble will breed.
Too much trouble,
as it turns out.
And how do you know that?
You know what the interesting
thing about disaster is?
If you break it down,
it's really just an
escalating series
of mundane interactions leading
to a catastrophic climax.
I've been on dates like that.
Look, Archie.
My job is to work out what
would be the simplest,
easiest thing to rearrange
to ensure disaster
doesn't take place.
And, uh,
and that's why I'm in
your kitchen tonight.
I'm sorry. I still
don't understand
what the hell you're
talking about.
Think of this.
A woman goes to leave
her apartment in Paris.
She stops to feed her
cat, takes 20 seconds.
She gets in her car,
she drives through town,
she stalls at a junction.
The vehicle behind her
swerves, its headlights dazzle
the view of the driver coming
the other way and bang.
Princess Diana just
crashed into a tunnel,
Elton John's about to
sell a lot of records.
Now, If I wanted
to go back in time
to stop that from happening,
I could either try
to reroute the princess
or I could get someone
to feed that cat
20 seconds earlier.
You know what I'm
saying. It's, uh,
the simplest of things make
the biggest difference.
I mean, who knows?
Maybe the very act of me
eating that burrito
might change the world.
So I'm the cat lady
in this analogy.
Yeah.
And who's Princess Diana?
- What are you trying to stop?
- I can't tell you.
And you expect me to abort
a year-long undercover
operation for that?
I did.
The first time.
But then you took matters
into your own hands
and bollocked everything
up. So, here we are
trying again.
The thing is, Archie,
I'm not asking.
Cunningham is off the hook.
I suppose the question is
can you live with that?
I could knock your
head through the wall.
I know.
Really, who do you work for?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
It's called the Lazarus Project.
And I think you'll fit right in.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS UP)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIREN WAILS)
Step away!
ARCHIE: What the hell happened?
MAN: He's killed him. You
want us to sedate him?
I can't question him if
he's unconscious, can I?
Put him in restraints and
don't turn your back on him.
- What happened?
- Rebrov killed Ryan.
- Ryan from Tech support?
- Yeah.
What was one of the I
guys doing seeing Rebrov?
- I don't know.
- Why would he kill him?
- I don't know.
- Where's Shiv and George?
- I don't know.
- You don't know a lot.
- No.
- Let's work on that, shall we?
Yes, ma'am.
(THE DANE SINGING)
I need to get into
this computer.
- That's Ryan's.
- I know it's Ryan's.
Well, he was here
five minutes ago.
Yeah, he's not here anymore.
Well, he'll probably
be back soon.
No, I really don't
think he will.
Is there an IT guy here?
- Ryan's the IT guy.
- Is there another fucking guy?
We have a time machine. I
assume we have more than
one person who can
unlock the computer.
No. Ryan's the
only one in today.
Fucking hell. Jesus Christ. Do
me a favor. Get on the phone.
Get all the IT guys we have.
Get them all to come in.
- All of them?
- All of them.
I want an army of nerds walking
through that door in
the next 30 minutes.
Why? Isn't Ryan coming back?
Did you hear the alarm, Dane?
Can you see everyone
running around?
Gosh, did the world end again?
I don't know. Maybe.
IT guys now, please.
Yeah, Okay. Okay.
You worked out where Big Boy is.
I'm gonna bring her back, Shiv.
I'm going to bring
you back, too.
The first thing I'm
gonna do is come for you.
I know.
(GUNSHOT)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(BIRD CAWING)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Okay, okay.
This fucking hell.
Fuck sake.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)
WES: Ryan worked
here for five years.
He had a wife
and a child.
After I speak to you, I'm going
back upstairs to ring them
and tell them that he died
in a workplace accident.
There'll be an investigation
and a large payout.
We'll attend the funeral.
I will watch his family cry
as his body is lowered
into the ground.
So, before I do that, Dennis,
could you tell me
why you killed him?
He gave me the code.
The code?
Specific sentence that can
mean normally one thing.
Kill the person
who just said it.
Back when you're
broadcasting under duress?
Exactly.
Do you still use
ballerina, by the way?
- We changed it.
- Why?
Because you fucking
know what it is.
WES: So, you don't know
why you killed Ryan.
You just knew you had to do it.
DENNIS: That's right.
Who would have
given Ryan the code?
I suspect, ma'am,
it would have been given to him
by the mole working
within this organization.
We don't have a mole.
Sure, the Lost Glory probably
tipped themselves off
that you were coming.
I'm not going to just
tell you where it is.
Not without some guarantees.
Letting you walk free isn't
gonna be on the table.
You don't have the authority
to make that decision.
You do.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(MUMBLES)
- (SIGHS)
- (SIREN WAILS)
Shit.
(COP 1 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
I'm sorry, um, English.
Is this your car?
Yep. Nope.
I'm borrowing it.
This car has been
reported stolen.
- This this car?
- COP 1: Mm-hmm.
No, that's that's a
mistake 'cause I'm
Yeah, I'm I'm
borrowing it from a mate.
So, maybe one of his neighbors,
um, saw me driving off of it
and jumped to conclusions.
COP 1: Jumped to conclusions?
Yep.
(COPS SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
(COP 2 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
Sir, please, can I have
your driver's license?
What are you doing in Romania?
- Business.
- What business?
My business.
Sir, step out of the
car for me, please.
Encrypted payments.
(COP 1 SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
How'd you get by?
We manage.
COP 1: Sir.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
Out of the car, now.
Sir! Sir!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
ARCHIE: We can't
make a deal with him.
WES: Of course we can.
ARCHIE: After
everything he's done?
Archie, I don't need to remind
you of the awesome power
that our organization wields,
or the consequences of that
power if it's corrupted.
We have the man that
corrupted that power.
He's locked in that room.
Well, now, apparently,
there's another one who's not.
- He's bluffing.
- WES: We don't know that.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
It's George.
Find out where he is,
and get him back here.
Where the hell are you?
I don't want you
to panic, but
ARCHIE: Where are you?
(SIRENS BLARING)
Romania.
What are you doing in Romania?
Uh, I'm pursuing a
lead. Listen, Archie,
it's Shiv.
I think he's got
himself into trouble.
Why do you think that?
Well, remember that time me
and him went to visit Rebrov?
Well, he was really drunk
and he kept on talking
about not living with regrets.
Now, he's got himself into
something he couldn't get out of.
Anyway, he kept
mentioning Blackbird.
Blackbird?
Yeah, and I just ran
it as a keyword search
through his bank account.
Are you in a car chase?
- No.
- ARCHIE: George.
I'm not in a fucking
car chase. Just listen.
The search brought up
a bunch of payments
to an encrypted source, and
it's Janet.
He's been sending
money through her.
Rebrov Janet?
Yeah, they're still in contact.
If you need it verified,
get Ryan or someone
to bring up the payments.
It's all in there.
- Ryan's dead.
- GEORGE: What?
Ryan's dead.
- Rebrov killed him.
- GEORGE: Jesus.
Where's Shiv now?
He gave me the slip,
but I'm trying to
catch up with him.
George, if you had
your suspicions,
you should've come to me first.
You don't just go out into
the field on your own.
Yeah, yeah. I know, I know.
I just got this wrong.
You almost certainly are wrong.
Just don't do anything stupid.
And don't approach
him if you see him.
- I'm gonna call you back.
- GEORGE: Yeah, okay.
(COP SIRENS CONTINUE)
ARCHIE: George is in Romania.
- He went there after
- Shiv.
Rebrov says Shiv is the mole.
Shiv would never
betray The Lazarus.
I used to say that about Rebrov.
Whereas I know Shiv
better than anyone.
He wouldn't do this.
WES: I don't care what you feel
or what you think I care about.
Facts. I want data. Is
George still trailing him.
He lost him.
Well, tell him to find
him again. Quickly.
We're being betrayed.
I'd rather know about it now
than further down the line
when I've got a gun in my back.
Yes, ma'am.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Shiv is the mole?
Always the ones you
least expect, isn't it?
No. It's always the
ones you most expect.
This is real life.
Not an Agatha fucking
Christie story.
DENNIS: He never got
over it, you know?
What happened with
me and Janet
our lad.
It's eating away at me.
But what do you think
it's done to him?
I know Shiv
better than anyone.
I'm gonna find out what's
really going on here.
DENNIS: You do that.
You find out what's
really going on here.
Start scratching at
the surface, Archie.
It's taken you long enough.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
So, only special
people are aware
when time jumps backwards.
Yes.
And you're one of them.
- Yes.
- But I'm not.
Not yet.
It's all really just a
matter of perception.
Most people's brains can't
process the time jump,
so they reject the memories
of the time they've lost.
A small dose of this
will open up your mind
just enough to jog misplaced
memories to the surface.
I can show you all the time
you've lived and forgotten.
- If you want.
- Why wouldn't I want that?
It can get messy.
I can do messy.
I've no doubt.
You're 23.
In your lifetime,
we've reset 15 times.
I'm doing a combined total
of roughly 98 months.
About eight years.
That's a lot of experiences.
You do this and
you're gonna start
remembering things
from those years.
Sometimes it'll drip feed, but
more often come all at once.
We call this the wave.
The wave?
Like a wave "hello"
to your old memories?
Like a sensory tsunami
hitting your brain
with experiences and emotions
you have no idea you had.
That doesn't sound good.
Well, it really depends
on what happened to you
in the time that got wiped away.
Archie
it's going to be disorientating.
Your mind is going to
try and cope with a huge
influx of data that, frankly,
we're not genetically programmed
to be able to understand.
It's gonna feel like
you're lucid dreaming.
Like you just took acid and
got the world's worst deja vu
at the same time.
I mean, you know,
for the record,
that I still don't believe
any of this is true.
Don't you?
Mm.
I do.
(UPBEAT DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(COP SIREN BLARES)
(GROANS)
Don't move.
All right, all right, all right.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)
Just
Yeah?
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
(MAN SPEAKING ROMANIAN)
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck! Oh
(DOG BARKING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
Fuck!
MAN: You really think
it's true about Shiv?
- That he's a mob?
- Of course he's not.
Until we have undeniable proof,
every eventuality
is on the table.
MAN 2: He's Pavlov's mole.
WOMAN: What?
MAN 2: Pavlov was this
guy who had a dog in a box
with a cyanide pill.
He reasoned the dog could
either be alive or dead,
but until he opened the box
to check, he didn't know.
So, arguably, the dog
was both alive and dead.
That's Pavlov's dog.
But in this case,
Pavlov's mole because
Shiv might be a mole.
That's Schrodinger's
cat. You dumb idiot.
Schrodinger had a cat in a box.
Pavlov is a guy who rang a
bell every time he fed his dog.
MAN 3: What the hell
are you talking about?
You know, whatever it is,
please, God, make it stop.
WOMAN: I don't care
what anyone says,
Shiv would never betray us.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Romania.
Gotcha.
(BIRD CAWS)
(BIRD CAWS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
(DOG BARKS)
(DOG BARKS)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
Oh, for fuck sake.
(STAIRS CREAK)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(BOTH YELL AND GRUNT)
(GEORGE YELLS IN PAIN)
(MAN YELLS IN PAIN)
You fucking dickhead.
Stop. Stop.
(GEORGE BREATHES LOUDLY)
Yeah. You know
what that is, yeah?
That dizziness.
That's concussion, mate.
Who are you?
Here to see a man about a bomb.
You're the Lost Glory?
What's fucking left of them?
Shit.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(RECORD MACHINE PLAYS)
WOMAN: Archie. Archie.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
I can show you all the time
you've lived and forgotten.
FEMALE REPORTER: There's
been an attack on Iraq.
The simplest of things make
the biggest difference.
(SIRENS BLARING)
(CAR HONKING)
- Out of the way, mate! Move!
- MAN: Get out of the way!
SHIV: Who knows? Maybe
the very act of me
eating that burrito
might change the world.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(RINGING NOISE)
- Who the fuck you?
- I'm Shiv.
What do you want?
I came to tell you you're
getting pulled out.
We need Cunningham
to stay where he is.
No.
Cunningham's got links
to organized crime
throughout Europe
and the Middle East.
He's involved in the smuggling
of drugs, weapons and people.
And today he leaned across me
and blew a man's brains out.
You want me to back off him?
- Yes.
- ARCHIE: Why?
I can't tell you.
SHIV: Twelve months
work down the drain.
A murderer going free.
And you're out of tea bags.
ARCHIE: And you
always bring a thermos
when you break into
someone's house?
SHIV: That's a bad night.
- Can you leave my flat, please?
- SHIV: Of course.
This visit has occurred
to see you understand
we're not asking, we're telling.
Hey, look who's back.
- Whoa!
- ARCHIE: George Cunningham,
you're under arrest for murder,
extortion, terror offenses
- You fucking grass!
- (GUNSHOT)
Read the room, Gary.
I'm not messing
about it, gentlemen.
You're fired, of course.
Whether that will be
Archie.
It was the guy in the burrito
truck did it for you, wasn't it?
Just out of interest
if you could go back
and keep your job
I'd do the same thing again.
Okay.
That's good to know.
FEMALE REPORTER: His men
believed to have been
involved with organized crimes
was killed in a
shoot-out last night.
George Edward Cunningham,
47, from Lucien
was returning home when two men
fired at him with a shot gun.
Police are assuming that
the murder was gang related.
Due to Cunningham's close links
to several prominent organized
crime groups.
The investigation is ongoing
and no arrests have been made.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Who are you?
I'm the caretaker.
GEORGE: Of the bomb?
No, this shitty farmhouse!
Yes, of the bomb.
Why'd you attack me?
I thought you were an intruder.
No, I'm from the Lost Glory.
Already arranged to pick up
Big Boy from here, anyway.
MAN: Yeah, I just didn't
think you were from the glory.
Why not?
Well, as I understand it,
one of the Lost Glory's
founding principles
is the reinstatement of a white,
ethno-nationalist government
in a pure Aryan State.
Yeah, we dropped all that.
- MAN: Yeah?
- Yeah.
It was an old idea.
We're more inclusive now.
Oh.
- Good for you.
- What's your name?
MAN: Rudy.
I'm George.
So, you have to detonate her?
Mm-hmm.
RUDY: Show me.
Show me the bomb.
The bomb is ten miles away.
I've got a car.
We're gonna have to
trust each other.
Of course.
- So, where's the money?
- The the What?
The rest of the money.
You only wired half.
I have assurances, the Lost
Glory always pays their way.
Oh, we we we told you
we'd give you the other half
once you showed us the bomb.
Of course. As discussed.
As discussed.
RUDY: So, would
you like to see it?
I didn't come all
this way not to.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(SIRENS BLARE IN THE DISTANCE)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
I already ate.
- It's a symbolic burrito.
- Mm-hmm.
Alright, I'll have it if
you really don't want to.
SHIV: I'll have it.
How was the wave?
Enlightening.
Cunningham's dead.
Doesn't that mess
with your plan?
Well, I said I needed
him out of jail.
I didn't say I needed him alive.
- ARCHIE: Shiv.
- I didn't have him killed.
Don't lie to me.
Have I lied to you so far?
No.
- But it doesn't mean you won't.
- No
It doesn't mean I won't.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(OPENS METAL DOOR)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
GEORGE: Wow.
RUDY: What'd you think?
That must be the bomb.
(RUDY CHUCKLES)
Yes, it is.
GEORGE: Like in the movies.
- RUDY: Yeah.
- Maybe he's been paid for
with big fucking bombs.
RUDY: And you have
the detonator.
Yeah, yeah, I got it.
GEORGE: So, this is mine.
I, I I mean
the Lost Glory's.
We own this now.
RUDY: Yes.
I want to blow it up.
Excuse me?
Like, as soon as possible,
I want to blow it up.
RUDY: Now?
Tonight, yeah.
RUDY: Look, man, what
you choose to do with it
is your business.
I'm just the caretaker.
But, you know, you
blow it up here,
you're just gonna vaporize a
lot of cows and dairy farms.
- Right.
- RUDY: Just, you know,
seems like a waste.
No, I mean You're right.
Let's move it.
Where?
Ruthenia.
Now, can you help me get
it across the border?
Yeah, I can help
you transport it.
And then take you to
the detonation site.
What's the detonation site?
It's any site
outside the blast radius
of this giant fucking bomb
you're gonna set off.
Right.
Okay, let's go.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)