Code 404 (2020) s02e01 Episode Script

I'm sorry DI carver,
your partner was
an excellent officer.
Can someone get rid
of this corpse?
What are the stats?
84% suitability.
- So, he's a robot?
- Yes.
Does that mean
he can't get hurt? He can't die?
No, it does not mean that.
Appreciate the flowers, Judy.
But I'm not dead.
I'm not Judy.
You've been dead a year
and then today they
tell me you're alive
but your part computer.
It's just a lot to take in.
Have you been seeing someone?
Yes, I have John.
Yeah.
Roy. You've been having
an affair.
Do you love her?
I knew it was you.
Major!
You brought down the Juggler.
Your future is now
absolutely assured.
Sierra four, be aware,
unidentified vehicles
approaching at speed.
They forced a stop.
Device armed.
Shit.
Stick to the plan.
Do what they want.
Roger that.
Bring in the backup.
Not yet boss.
We'll scare her off.
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
Get down.
Hands on your head.
Move!
- Get down!
- Please, don't shoot!
Hello, Liam.
Thought you'd
forgotten about me.
Kill them.
Please! No!
John Major.
Oh, fuck.
All units move in.
Go, go, go!
You have to press
the button, boss.
All units move in.
Go, go, go!
Former commissioner
Helen Chalmers, aka The Juggler,
I'm arresting you on suspicion
of conspiracy to murder.
You got the Juggler already.
Cleasby.
Shit! shit, Shit!
Sure, Cleasby's got the tattoo
but I've seen that tat before.
Twenty years ago,
at the department summer picnic.
Are you satisfied, john?
Took us a few weeks
to put the pieces together.
You're the Juggler, ma'am.
Cleasby's merely one
of your balls.
But he's the last one
you'll ever toss.
You're gonna regret this, John.
If I go down, I'm going to make
damn sure you go down with me.
Even if I did go down,
that wouldn't necessarily
get you off.
As long as you're down
there long enough,
I don't care if I do get off.
And all those innocent people
you've fingered?
They'd finger me too,
given the chance.
Upfront, and behind my back.
Jesus.
Let's go, ma'am.
Wow!
What an unbelievable evening
it has been
here at the twenty-seventh
annual SIU Awards,
The Bobbies!
We've had awards for bravery,
for compassion,
and for innovation.
DI Carver. Didn't see you
at the Bobbies earlier.
Oh, we can't all go
out partying, can we?
Some of us have to work.
Tell me about it.
Dr. Nazia Rana, head of research
at Millikan BioTech.
She's an expert
in biological weapons.
Gone missing, suspected kidnap.
Ransom demand?
Nothing yet.
I've listed family, colleagues.
Just hope she hasn't fallen
into the wrong hands.
It's time
for tonight's main award,
the Bobbie.
For Outstanding Achievement,
in the Field of Excellence,
goes to the man who caught
the Juggler.
DI John Major!
- Congratulations.
- Cheers, Cammie. Whoa!
I love you too.
Fellow officers. Friends.
It might look like I brought
down the Juggler
by myself, because I did.
But I owe it all to one man.
My partner. My rock.
You all know who
I'm talking about.
Detective Inspector Paul Stokes!
Come up here and join me, Paul!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
We've only been together
two weeks,
but I didn't know what
a good partner was
until I met this guy!
I can trust him,
and he won't let me down.
Won't betray me!
Won't sleep with my wife.
Thank you.
Check out Dr. Rana's workplace
in the morning.
Good work.
Thanks.
Oh, here's where
he's been hiding.
I'm sorry I couldn't
come tonight.
Oh, I'm all right.
Congratulations on the
award, mate,
well deserved.
You should have
come tonight, Carver.
There was an award for you.
- No there wasn't
- No there wasn't!
He fell for it.
How was that falling for it?
See, Roy doesn't need
his own award.
He'll wait till I'm not looking
and then move in on mine.
That's how he operates,
ain't that right,
Carver?
Oh.
Look, John, Kelly chose
to move on, from both of us.
- Oh, yeah.
- I know we haven't spoken since,
but I thought we got past this.
Oh, you've moved on to someone
else then, have you?
Oh, right. What are you going
to take next?
Huh?
Oh, you want a piece
of DI Stokes?
Is that it?
I don't want nothing.
Get your hands off my Bobbie.
Didn't touch your
fucking Bobbie.
Leave him DI Carver,
he's not worth it.
Don't interfere
in my business Judy!
Second thoughts twat him.
Oh!
What the hell happened
last night?
Two Detective Inspectors
wrestling
like a pair of dogs on heat.
DI Carver is jealous
of my Bobbie, ma'am.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm not jealous.
Oh so who was the one
that nailed Chalmers? Not you.
You didn't do it
on your own, did you?
- You wanna go again?
- Stop it. Enough!
Look, I understand things
are difficult.
You were partners
for a long time.
You've both been in intimate
relationships with
the same woman.
You're bound
to be asking yourselves
who did she prefer?
Who was the more
sensitive lover? Or
or the more exuberant?
Was she thinking of him
when she was with me,
at my most vulnerable moments.
It won't happen again boss.
Because she's dumped you both.
No, the fighting won't
happen again.
John and I both want the same
thing at the end of the day.
And neither of you can have her.
I mean to get the job done.
On which note.
Still no ransom demand
for Dr. Rana.
We're interviewing potential
witnesses and her employer.
Any developments with you two?
Er, yes. Er, he did me a kind
of Mexican
banquet the other night,
which was lovely.
Er, not met his kids yet so,
we think it might be a bit early
but they know about me, so
There's something seriously
wrong with him.
It's like he's been
Emotionally bewildered and
in some kind of non-specifically
creepy relationship
with DI Stokes?
- Oh, You've noticed.
- Carver, he lives in my lab.
Fucking hell.
Uh-huh.
That was me.
Yeah.
It was.
So go on then,
check his code or something.
Find out what caused it.
Ah I think I can see what
caused all this
It seems to be you,
sleeping with his wife
while he was dead.
Yeah, pretty sure
that's what caused it.
So you're not going
to do anything?
His police skills are the best
they've been
since I brought him back from
the dead.
Which, by the way, still
waiting for a thank you.
Fine.
All right.
It's not as if we
were partners any more.
You know? I've moved on.
I'm up for promotion.
Then there is no problem.
- There's no problem here.
DI Carver?
I wanted the boss
Roxy Millikan, CEO.
I'm sorry, it's just that
you look so young.
I didn't schedule time
to assuage your embarrassment,
so let's get to the point.
Have you caught
Dr. Rana yet?
Caught her?
We didn't realise until now.
She's taken a server, containing
information that this
company needs back.
What information?
What kind of information?
It's a somewhat
embarrassing situation.
I didn't come here
to assuage your embarrassment.
Dr. Rana was head
of our bio-weapons division.
What sort of information
do you think she's taken?
Look. You need to find Dr Rana
and fast.
Rana's not been kidnapped.
She's stolen a blueprint
for bioweapons.
We need to alert SO12.
You want to take this.
- Carver.
- DI Carver.
Listen to me very carefully.
Untraceable.
Encrypted at source.
I have significant information.
Is this about Dr. Rana?
It's about you, DI Carver.
You're a cock.
A cock and a wanker.
What's your name please, caller?
My name is not important.
You're right it's not important
because I know your name.
It's John Major.
No, it isn't.
John, I'm looking
at you right now.
You're on your phone,
ya bell-end.
That's a coincidence.
You're a knobhead, DI Carver.
Ok, bye, nan. I love you.
I'm working
a possible terror plot.
Right, I've got no time
for your juvenile bullshit.
No!
We're too busy
for your bullshit.
- Yeah, you want some?
- Roy!
Come on! Jog on! Go on. Yeah?
Where's your Bobby, Roy?
Roy! What are you doing to him?
Me? An hour ago, you said there
was nothing wrong with him.
I agreed he had personal issues,
which are now impacting
his cognition,
facilitating a decline
in global function.
- What?
- Quick example.
He's peeing on your
computer right now.
Whoa-hoo!
Whoa! Fuck!
For fuck's sake!
Shh!
Shouting will only
make it worse.
Worse? How? Fix him!
This is amygdaloid.
What?
It's emotional.
What? Wha
Can't you do emotional stuff?
I'm a computer scientist.
I have no friends and I spend
sixteen hours a day
eating breakfast cereal
in an underground laboratory.
Does it sound like
I can "do emotional stuff"?
You broke him.
You fix him.
Fucking hell!
Let's talk about why
you feel ignored.
Kelly, I need your help.
Roy! Roy, I'm in the middle
of a session.
Is he still not any better?
We agreed, no contact.
All right.
- It's fine, yeah I'll go.
- Yeah.
Talk to your husband.
Eh? No. No.
The marriage is over.
Oh, my God. No.
That's just going to make
John way more confused.
- That's literally not possible.
- Look.
Roy, he isn't your
problem any more.
Well, tell him that!
He won't leave me alone.
He keeps interfering when
I'm trying to do my job.
Oh, I can't possibly imagine
how that must feel.
I'd talk to him,
but I I just don't know
the right words to say.
Look I'm sure you do.
He's all shitted-up in the head.
Okay, maybe you don't.
But you you know?
You're a therapist.
It's your job
and you're incredible at it.
Yeah, Roy and the first rule
of therapy is
don't take your husband
as a client.
You just said the
marriage is over.
I'm not asking you
to get back with him.
Just give him a call.
Please.
DI Major,
I need to talk to you.
Bit busy right now, Judy.
I don't care.
I need to say something.
Are you listening to me?
All ears.
It's about my name.
- My name is not
Yeah. Tell me later, Judy.
No! No!
You will listen to me now!
My name is not Judy.
- So,
- It's
One moment, Judy.
I'll call you back.
It's
Judith.
My name is Judith.
Well, you only had to say.
From now on
I'll call you Judith.
You won't because
I've been promoted.
You can call me Detective
Sergeant Papastathopoulos.
Pap
- Papath
- Papastathopoulos.
Pa
Oh, fuck off.
Kelly! Hi. Er, long time, er,
no no see. How are you doing?
Sorry. John John, there's
Something's happened
to your voice.
What? Oh.
Sorry, I've not switched
the um
Hang on a minute.
Is that better?
No.
Fuck. Um
If I go into settings
How do you switch
the voice thing off?
It's Te testing!
Testing, it's John here.
Your husband, John Major.
John, It doesn't matter.
John, I was checking
to see how you are.
Oh, I'm doing extremely
extremely well, um
We'll go for a coffee.
I'll text you.
This is nice.
Like old times.
Yeah, no, just to be clear, this
isn't about reconciliation or
Oh, God no. I mean,
neither of us wants to do that.
So what is it about?
Er, Roy asked
if I would see you.
Roy?
Yes, John. Roy, your friend.
I haven't got any friends
called Roy.
My best friend
is DI Paul Stokes.
Right. Yeah, no, that's another
thing. He's quite concerned
about how close you are coming
to your new partner.
Well, why would he think that?
Well, just the fact that,
he's here now for example.
Paul and I don't keep secrets
from each other.
Unlike my previous partner who
shall not be named, Roy Carver.
Well, Roy asked
me to tell you, so
Yeah, well. I don't want to hear
about it Kelly. Come on, Paul,
we're leaving.
I'm worried about Roy!
I, er
I think he's struggling
without you.
Did he say that?
Er I can't remember
his exact words.
Try.
Er I just think
it's really
tough on him,
you've so obviously
moved on with a life and
new friend.
Yeah, I have.
This is a good opportunity
for you to be the bigger man.
You know?
Just go easy on him, yeah?
Just because
two people can't
be partners any more,
doesn't mean they
can't get along.
Exactly.
- Do you wanna grab some dinner?
- No.
Good, me neither. Come on Paul.
You're all right,
I'll come back.
No, no, no. It's okay.
Have your snack.
I thought you'd have
finished your shift by now.
I have. I'm
Just waiting for Paul.
We're doing an escape room.
- That'll be fun.
- Yeah.
You ever done one?
No.
- I've heard they're good though.
- Oh, yeah.
Something a bit different
isn't it?
You'll have to let me know
how it goes.
Oh, yeah. No, I will do.
Definitely. Some.
I'll definitely let you know
how it pan pans out.
- John, listen, I just wanna
- Roy, I-
- No, go on.
- No, no, no.
- No, no, you
- No, let me just tell you
No, hang on.
- I just wanted to say
- Sorry, Sorry, mate.
Just gotta take this, sorry.
- Hello?
- DI Carver.
Listen to me carefully.
Fucking hell, John.
What?
I have information for you.
How is it me?
I'm standing right here.
Well, if it's not you, it's your
stupid fucking mate then.
DI Carver,
are you listening to me?
Yeah I'm listening.
Who is this?
A representative of Dr. Rana.
Come alone DI Carver.
In thirty minutes.
Roy.
Your Pop-Tart!
Dr. Rana?
It was you who called me,
wasn't it?
Is that the server you took?
Know what's on it?
Genome sequence
for a synthetic bio-weapon
that could decimate
the population.
I should know, I designed it.
What are you going to do
with it?
The right thing.
Now that information
only exists here.
Let me disappear
so they can't get it.
Knowledge can be dangerous,
DI Carver.
In the words
of Robert Oppenheimer
Got the bugger!
And, I brought your Pop-Tart!
For fuck's sake,
what are you doing here?
I told you to come alone!
I did come alone! He followed me
because he's a fucking stalker!
I'm helping you out.
Kelly said you were struggling
without me.
Me? No, I'm fine.
You're clearly not fine because
you needed my help to catch
Oh. Oh.
Oh, bollocks.
Plan B.
In case you didn't let me go.
I have to disappear
one way or another.
I think I've made a mistake.
Hold on.
Here, just
now bear with me.
Fuck it. Stay back, Roy!
She'll kill us all.
- No. She won't.
- I fucking will!
Okay.
Let's just have a nice,
calm chat, shall we?
There's a few things
I want to say.
Not you, her.
I've got a message
for my best friend,
in case I don't make it.
- No, you don't need to.
- You're a special person.
The one constant
in this fucked up world,
and the best partner I ever had.
John, you can tell him yourself.
It's all right, Roy, I just did.
Did you get that? I was saying
that you're the best partner I
Yeah, I've got it, yeah.
- Yeah, I know, I got it.
- Now get back!
Why don't you give me
that grenade?
Jesus!
- John, it's a grenade!
- I know it's a fucking grenade!
Oh, fuck a duck!
You're darn lucky
you both weren't killed.
I know, boss.
I'm a very lucky man.
Now about this request for you
to be partnered back up.
It's highly irregular
given your history.
After all, you've both been
intimate with the same woman,
you've both
traced your tongues
along the same curves.
We know the history, boss.
But what do I do?
You two fit together
like a hotdog fits a bun.
You're back in business.
Okay. But as long as
it's an equal partnership.
We both do the work,
we both share the credit.
Totally.
Oh, and, Major, nice work
bringing in Dr. Rana,
you're on fire!
Thank you, ma'am.
I surprise myself sometimes.
John.
Appreciate that, mate.
What?
You, requesting for us
to be partners again.
It means a lot.
I didn't put in the request.
I thought you put it in.
I put the request in, didn't i?
No offence, but you were
doing my fucking head in.
Huh. Turns out he's Welsh.
Hello?
You have a call from prisoner
Liam Cleasby.
At HMP Plissken.
What do you want, you ball bag?
An apology?
Turns out I'm not the Juggler
after all,
I'm just a low-level drug de
Don't hang up!
This thing goes deeper
than you think.
I'm ready to talk
about everything.