Abby. I know what you're thinking.
How it looks.
But I didn't hurt anybody, all right?
I was one of the good ones, I was.
I haven't done anything.
And right now we need each other.
So, all I'm asking is that when I've helped you,
you keep me out of custody 'til my trial.
Okay?
Okay.
Here's how to start.
You need to ask the police to track down
the two guys who ran out of Glasgow Central.
We need to know where they came from
and who they were with.
Yeah, I'm gonna put you on hold.
Meg, look after this for me.
Mate...
What's going on?
Cyber security. Good luck.
What problems have you got in here?
Well, you know that all trains have been grounded?
Every single one.
Yeah. I ordered it.
Well, look at that.
RTV, real-time train viewer.
Should show the position of every train
in the country at any given moment.
It's how we stop them colliding.
The whole system's down.
Network's currently littered with passenger and goods trains.
All stopped where they shouldn't,
when they shouldn't, so we're just blind.
I hope your message got through.
'Cause if any are still moving, they won't be moving for long.
*CREDITS*
_
- I thought you wanted us off. - Where's that cop?
Where's the train manager?
The lad's still on the platform.
He's still at the station.
Anyone seen the boy?
Sorry. Who's still on the platform?
- You all right, mate? - Yeah, I'm okay.
His mum's been left behind.
Give me my phone.
- One sec. - Is this to do with the hack?
What?
The what?
The wiring was tampered with
in the manager's office before we left Glasgow.
There's been a device installed.
And a phone jammer that's presumably meant
to stop us from doing anything about it.
- By who? - I don't know.
But he's been in touch with the National Cyber Security Centre,
through that.
Call through to the driver. We need to get off at Carstairs.
He isn't on board either.
- What? - What?
- Billy? - It's true.
Who's driving, then?
I don't have all the answers.
Cyber Security Centre's
actually got me on hold at the moment.
No, someone else is in there.
Someone else is driving this train.
Yeah, someone else is driving, but not from in there.
I think we're being controlled remotely.
Yeah, I don't follow.
We appear to have been hijacked.
Hack-jacked.
Hijacks are so 20th century.
It just ran a red before Wishaw Central,
but it should not be able to do that.
The red should trigger
an automatic safety response on the train
putting the brakes on.
What, the failsafe failed?
Yeah, well, antivirus does have a virus.
And, Abby, the Minister is still on board.
You need to prioritise regaining access
to something called the real-time train viewer
over everything else.
Right now, we literally have no idea
- what's around the corner. - Abs.
Meg, this is not the night for Marrakech.
Well, yeah, I would go home, but you've cancelled my train.
Look, is there any way that you could stay in the station
and let me know if anything else appears on those boards?
One question.
Yeah?
How?
Er, I don't know, but maybe it's worth us trying to track back
the guys who ran away from the police at Glasgow Central.
Who were they with, where are they going.
That is a police matter.
No, everything tonight is a cyber matter.
And if you could check out the DI's case and...
get a comms plane dispatched to fly over the train
and figure it all out in the time that it takes me
to climb seven flights of stairs,
I would really appreciate it.
Hey.
- I am so, so sorry. - Mm-hmm.
And I need new friends, yeah?
All right, good luck. Love you.
It is impossible for anyone
to operate this train without a driver.
I disagree.
On what basis?
- Fucking history! - Hey, hey.
He's an old man!
Not too old to deal with you, pal.
- Joe. - Shush.
Shush.
Hi, have you got an answer for me?
Yeah. We are looking into your case. But listen...
The transport secretary is on that train
and I need you to give this phone to her.
Which one of you is the transport secretary?
What?
Erm...
Hello, everyone.
They want to talk to you.
Jesus.
The one person I wouldn't want
in charge of a situation like this
is a member of this government.
That is so bloody true.
Oh, please tell me I'm not stuck on this train
with a bunch of bloody Guardian readers!
Hello, this is Liz Draycott.
Why don't we just... stick with this guy?
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
Why not? He's the hero of Glasgow Central.
He is the reason the police were at Motherwell.
Are you at the train manager's office yet?
Look, I need to make a lot of calls.
You're not making any calls.
Sorry, what's your name?
It's Abigail Aysgarth, acting TD at the NCSC.
Well, listen, Miss Aysgarth,
I am the permanent minister for transport
and I have to tell you,
being trapped on a train without a driver
is the worst possible development for me
so calls are gonna be made.
Now, I need to ensure that I am off this thing
before anybody else out there knows I am on it.
That phone is used to converse only with us
and to connect to the SBC.
That little flashing device
in front of you with the aerial on it,
yeah, that is what's controlling the train now.
I need you to link the two by USB
and get me that phone's IP address.
Do you have any idea how to do that?
I cosponsored last year's ICT
in Telecommunications Bill.
Do you have any idea how to do that?
No.
That's okay. I'm gonna put you through to my colleague
who'll talk you through the plan.
Okay?
Okay.
Hello, Minister, Tobi here.
Okay.
Well, look at you.
What, dressed for Marrakech?
Sounding like a technical director.
Hey, can we skip the hugs and get straight into business?
And that is why I like you.
There's been a hack-jacking.
Hey, my colleague's coming down in a minute, but can we...
Sure.
It's the Heart of Britain night sleeper service
from Glasgow to London.
The new 94s with the mark 16s?
Yep, I believe so.
There appears to be phone jammers on board
which have delayed raising the alarm.
Hand over your phone, please, sir.
What about UK Rail?
Under attack from its own antivirus.
And we haven't got access to something called the RTV.
So, you can't see anything that's in the train's way?
Can't we just cut the electric?
West Coast Mainline, that is electrified, isn't it?
Won't that stop it?
Not with the Class 94s, they're bimodal.
What?
They've got diesel back-up. They can still run for hours.
No, you need to speak to the TOC.
Who?
The 'train's operating company'.
This is why I need you.
Abby.
Could I...
You did tell her I was coming?
- Ma'am... - In private.
This must be very painful for you.
This man has upset everyone it's possible to upset.
I called it, you ignored it, and now look where we are.
He is the Michelangelo of mansplaining.
I know stuff other people don't. Am I meant to keep it secret?
You leaked confidential information to the public.
I tried to alert the public to the dangers, because you...
Because you thought you should have my job.
You Liz-Trussed your way into that position
ignoring every warning, and now you've just got to accept...
- He leaves! - I'm leaving!
Do either of you even care about the people on that train?
This is not the time for 'I told you so's'.
And, ma'am, this is currently a severe threat to life
and nobody understands the complexities
of transportation better than him.
Please, put your faith in me and let us through,
'cause... Well, my pass is at home.
The only thing I've got in my pocket
is £200 worth of dirham,
and I'm pretty sure
the guard's not allowed to accept that.
Yes!
So, I searched this property when I was with the Drugs Squad.
I found some cash, booked it in,
then the suspect comes back, claims there was a load more.
That's what they do, try and hold things up.
Only then Professional Standards were on it.
They decided I'd taken the money.
You were charged?
I didn't take anything.
You ran though.
I went into hiding, yeah,
but don't take that as a sign of guilt.
Take that as a sign I wasn't too keen on being
locked up with the person I just arrested.
What a bag of shite.
I'm still on here because of you.
They knew they had to get us all off,
but they couldn't open all the doors because of you.
Excuse me. We're all stuck on here because of you.
You're still here 'cause you wanted to finish your drink.
Look, I'm sorry.
- It's okay. - How's it okay?
I think you need to leave.
I would if I could.
No, down the other end of the train.
Away from us.
- Hmm. Agreed. - Yeah.
Are you gonna go willingly, or not?
Elvis is in the building!
Yeah, for those of you who remember Pev,
this is his comeback special.
Catch him here tonight for one night only.
And for those of you who don't, well,
try not to be offended,
'cause that is just the way he is.
- Where is everyone? - Trying to contact them.
There's quite a lot of 'do not disturbs'.
- Okay. Pev... - Yeah.
take over Saj's desk.
You're in charge of taking control of the RTV.
- Hang on, what are you doing? - Do you understand it?
- I'm getting there, all right? - Do you?
Better than I understand myself.
Ma'am.
Even though we are acutely aware
of the unprecedented events,
I am confident that we can bring this
under control within minutes.
Okay. Sorry.
- Already? - Already.
Passengers are reminded
to pay 600 bitcoin
to account 3-F-Z
B-G-I-2-9-C- C-P-J-Q-2-G-J-D-W-V-8...
That's about ten million quid.
or London really will be its final destination.
What does that mean?
It means the train is now a guided missile.
- Really? - Yeah.
All right.
Okay, everyone.
Everybody. Up here.
It's almost 0100 hours,
and a ransom demand has just come in,
which suggests we are dealing with organised criminality here.
Leon, I want you to lead a team focused on the antivirus virus,
and ensuring we keep control
of as much of the rail network as we can.
Zed, you're all about the train.
I want you to pull as much code as you can from that SBC.
Work in the sandbox, and find that kill switch.
Then we can send it back to the SBC
via the Minister and the sat phone,
and regain control.
Both of you report to Saj.
Saj, report to me. Right?
Come on!
This isn't some company going down,
this isn't money being lost.
This is imminent threat to life and this is on us.
Tobi. The minister?
She... She hung up.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Okay. Great.
- Where are you going? - Oh!
You've got a bad habit of appearing out of nowhere.
Tell me I'm not the only one who can see you.
I mean, if you were hiding, like, what's made you come out?
Why were you going to London?
You're not getting out.
You're stuck in here until it stops.
I'm not. I'm not.
Mark Hudson.
Senior field at security liaising with Police Scotland
and military response.
Anything that isn't our domain is his.
Hud, this is Abby, acting TD.
What? Where's Pete?
Peter's been off for months.
You know, I really think we could do with Peter tonight.
Peter is at the point where every single incoming email is...
An hour ago, you thought it was fine for
the technical director to go on their holidays.
- Now you think we need two. - Yeah, well,
a lot can happen in an hour.
- Get him in. - No.
Abby is definitely in charge.
Gave you a job to do.
Firstly and most importantly,
I do not work for you, I work with you.
Never, ever forget that.
Secondly, we have dug into a shitload of CCTV
from Glasgow Central,
and we don't believe that anyone else boarded
the train or left it in the ten minutes of interest
leading up to its departure.
So, whoever installed the SBC
carried on to Motherwell?
And is either one of the majorly pissed off 108 people
we're currently holding in the waiting room there, or...
One of the 12 still on the train?
Not the policeman though, former.
He's the only person who actually stays
inside of the cameras for the entire ten minutes.
Did you look into his case, the detective?
Yep, sending over the details now.
He's got multiple commendations from his chief,
his record's basically A1
until he tried to slip 200K into his back pocket.
Oh, he's done close protection and KandE hostage negotiation.
We could be lucky that he's on there.
We will not be working with him again.
Can you put special forces onto the train from the air?
Subject to ongoing assessment,
but the initial response was 'Not at this speed.'
Too many tunnels, bridges, and overhead wires.
Is the electronic intelligence aircraft on its way?
The comms plane? We ordered one.
This isn't Deliveroo, my love. You don't order, you request.
We need to know how that single-board computer
is being controlled.
I'll take it up the chain.
Room's ready for Cobra, ma'am.
And how long exactly might it take stop that train?
Minutes.
And there won't be a collision before then?
We can't say that, because we can't see anything
but what I can say is that we've got our best man on it.
It's so sick to get to work with you.
Everything you've done since going private is, like,
pretty much the model for me.
Well, it shouldn't be.
This here, if it works, if it's allowed to,
is the best place in the world.
I'm only here for the toys.
If I had it my way, we'd get rid of governments altogether.
I'm sure a good algorithm could do it better.
God help us.
He wouldn't need to anymore.
Can I help you?
I'm assuming class divisions no longer apply.
Criminals in standard.
You remind me of my dad.
Oh.
I hate my dad.
I won't be checking tickets.
Hi, everyone, I'm Billy, and...
my colleague Yas will be getting
everyone's details for the authorities.
Delay repay is not gonna touch the sides here.
This is a train operator's dream.
Driverless train on the mainline.
They won't see this as a warning,
they'll see this as the future.
Christina Doolan, 223 Haverty Street, Ealing.
Are you okay?
- I've been better. - And you've been worse.
Guys.
Jesus Christ.
What are you doing?
I'm just making a note of everyone's names.
Why?
I'm... a journalist.
Oh, for f...
Yes, I'll hold.
That's, er, my private phone.
It's been nationalised.
I really need it tonight.
Not as much as me.
Thank you for holding.
I'm afraid the Cabinet secretary
can't be reached at the moment, ma'am.
Yeah, I don't think you understand how important this is.
Abby. Got the CCTV back.
It shows the guy who snatched the bag at Glasgow Central
meeting the woman he snatched it from an hour earlier.
It was her bag he snatched.
And what happens between this and Glasgow Central?
Okay, so these three go straight to the concourse,
but the woman with the pram goes into a hotel near the station,
is there for about 25 minutes.
Why not go straight to the station too?
Speak to Hud, see if they can get footage from inside the hotel.
If not, get it yourself.
I know you didn't take it.
The money.
If you'd taken loads of money, you'd have better clothes.
No, I mean, like, I like your clothes, but, like...
I think you look quite like me.
Yeah, it's like a mirror.
You got kids?
Who is this?
It's the guy from Voyarapide.
Oh, the company that runs
the Heart of Britain is... French?
Yes. Well, the TOC is.
But the carriages are owned by ROSCO, that's German,
and the locomotive's run under contract
by an FOC that's English,
who leases them from a separate ROSCO, Spanish, okay?
Abby, acting technical director.
We're trying to establish
whether you're aware of any vulnerabilities within
the train's systems that might've enabled this.
There have been
no issues at this end whatsoever.
Our systems and our partners are robust.
It's clear to us
that generational underinvestment
in your transport network is to blame.
This is a UK issue, not a French one.
With all due respect, this is not the time for...
Good work, director.
- I know this is awkward, okay? - Mm-hmm.
Obviously, when I said what I said this morning,
I wasn't expecting to be spending the night with you.
Listen, I'm not bothered about that, all right.
Well, you seem bothered.
If you wanna end the relationship the night before you go off...
Relationship? Slightly overstating it.
Okay, so it wasn't even a relationship now, yeah?
Hey. For you not to call me when you found out
about the virus just because you were...
Oh, my God, I did not call you because you were on holiday.
I was at the airport.
Yeah, well, I didn't know your flight was delayed.
Minister, pick up.
We're dealing with this.
Sit down.
Hello.
Kate, it's me.
Oh, my God, Liz, are you okay?
What do you think?
There's a multi-agency response underway,
they're throwing everything at it.
We need to come up with a strategy.
Liz, you're in the middle of a critical incident.
Forget policy.
You need to speak to Downing Street, Kate.
This isn't just about cancelling next week's announcement...
Liz, we're all acutely aware
that something like this happening a few days...
Remove all traces of it, okay?
All traces.
Does anyone object to me having a drink?
No. I think that's a good idea.
So, what is it you do then?
Ignore reporters.
The prices are in there.
- I'm not paying. - Now, come on.
The least you can do is make this a free bar,
considering the circumstances.
I think alcohol's the last thing we need right now.
- Ha! - You speak for yourself, eh?
Actually, I'll have a glass of something.
Well, there we go. That's the spirit.
Now, everyone in favour say 'aye.'
Aye.
Do that and you're dead.
We slow down when we corner. Big corner, big chance.
Abby, I think we're almost there with the code on the SBC.
If we could have communication back
with the train to upload it,
- we should be able to stop it. - Okay. Great.
- Calling her. - You've reached
the voicemail for Daniel Geoghan.
Leave a message.
Minister, we need that phone line!
Okay. Let's do this.
_
Okay?
_
We regret to inform you
that access is denied.
We regret to inform you that access is denied.
See it, say it, sort it.
- What's happening? - It's a trip wire.
The SBC's interface basically appears to be
cloning itself many, many times hiding the real one.
Meaning?
It's not one step forward, two steps back, ma'am.
It's about 7,000.
Yeah. And counting.
Quintinshill soon.
What?
Quintinshill.
Worst rail crash in UK history.
Two-hundred and thirty dead.
Many more injured.
Many, many more.
You really think you can make it?
We'll soon find out.
What about me?
I could've said, you know, that you were in there.
But I didn't, 'cause I knew you didn't want me to.
So, why won't you do something for me?
Don't leave me.
All right.
How is it possibly all right?
How long will it take now to find the right interface
and do what you thought you were about to?
- Not minutes. - We haven't got hours.
When the minister calls back,
I could try and play with the SBC directly
and drop the sandbox.
This isn't a game.
This is about people's lives. We test everything first.
Speed it up.
And put Saj back in charge
of regaining control of the RTV.
We need it now more than ever.
This isn't an accident waiting to happen.
It's a massacre.
And your pick...
is doing nothing to change that.
He is working on it.
Is he?
Minister, hello!
Oh, hi. Are you ready for me to connect it again?
Hello?
What have you been doing?
Look, I told you, didn't I?
Right, I've got a list,
the host has, of the people still on board.
Do you know how long this will take?
I've got a lot of calls to make.
Hello?
Is the host there right now?
Yes.
Could you pass the phone
to him for a minute, please?
- What? - Please.
It's the Cyber Security Centre. They want to speak to you.
- Hello. - Hi.
Listen. I don't want you to give
this phone back to the minister.
I want you to turn around, find the policeman,
and give it back to him.
Where are you going?
Okay. Even if we did crack the SBC just then,
we couldn't have stopped the train
because we didn't have contact with it.
Excuse me.
Why? Because the secretary of state seems
so focused on saving her own skin.
She's in a very difficult situation.
Well, what the fuck are we in?
You told me that I was in charge.
This is what it looks like.
And if I have to make promises I can't keep, then I will,
because I don't care what this guy might have done,
I care about what he can do.
You're all the same!
And you accept full responsibility for that choice?
I do, ma'am.
Five Eyes in your office, two minutes.
Nothing by 01:30...
and Elvis leaves the building.
Excuse me, what's that light for?
Sorry.
We're making progress on the SBC,
where are you at on the network virus?
I'd say we're looking more in terms of days.
Er...
Do you know the problem with this place,
is that I never really fully feel confident
that the person I'm talking to hasn't spent their weekends
rifling through my phone and email.
It's not the same for you, Leon.
You know the red lines.
You need to forget them tonight.
Get in to Voyarapide's systems, do whatever you need to do.
I think they're covering something.
A system weakness?
If we can find their vulnerability, we can patch it.
Mm?
Yeah.
Do you know that Peter's left?
Couldn't they get him back for just one night?
Hey. Sorry, I'm late.
If you have any leads on this Driver,
now is the moment.
My team is gonna send through everything
they can about something called
the Blue Blockade Group, BBG.
Well, I know it,
but they've never done anything like this before.
No, but our latest HUMINT
suggested they were planning to.
And where are they getting their resources from?
They're a group based out of Tehran.
No one's really thinking the fact
that your transport secretary is aboard
is a coincidence, are they?
I think we all need to accept,
this is just as likely to be the work
of a politically motivated group as it is organised crime.
And I know that is not what you want to hear.
No.
Yes!
Hey! What have you done that for?
You might like it on here.
I mean, you're getting paid.
Should the chance present itself,
I think the rest of us would quite like to get off.
Here.
She wants you.
Abby, you there?
Joe.
Er, where is she going?
- This is a very... - Joe.
I'll do my best for you,
if you'll do your best for me, okay?
You can't choose a criminal over a member of parliament.
In the Venn diagram of the two, I think there may actually be...
I'm not a criminal.
I was wrongly charged with the crime.
Minister, he's the one who called us,
he's the one who's trained for this
and he's the one who I believe
has the best chance of stopping that train, okay?
Abby, I'm all yours.
What do you need?
I really don't like how dependent
we all are on that one phone.
I'd feel a lot better if you could
find that phone jammer and shut it down.
Do you know what you're looking for, Joe?
Yeah, I think so.
Right, it's about this big, it's got an antenna on top
and its own power supply.
Check the bags, everyone.
About the size of a shoe box.
Abby.
Comms plane's almost reached the train
and it's ready to scan a signal.
We should know exactly
what's going on in there within minutes.
Thanks. Tobi, stay with Leon
and report straight back to me
- the moment you have a result? - Yeah.
Ma'am.
Mr Peveril...
Er...
Whoo!
Did you do it?
Did you doubt it?
- Send it! - Sent!
Oh.
And with the Heart of Britain's location, in real time.
You're welcome.
What's that?
That's, er, a goods train.
Stopped, with its engine and half its load
straddling the West Coast mainline.
All right, you keep searching here.
I'll check the next carriage.
I'll help.
Stop that.
Hello, West of Scotland Signalling.
Hello, Cowlairs, this is Abigail Aysgarth.
I need you to move what appears to be
a substantial goods train
currently stationary on a stretch of track
crossing over two lines at Gretna Junction.
Can you do that immediately for me, please?
No.
Excuse me?
Gretna's beyond our jurisdiction.
You'll need to talk to the control desk
down at Manchester.
On it.
Ma'am, that's our train.
No.
Got it.
Okay, Manchester 0161-496-9865.
Direct comms with maybe
two-thirds of our trains are currently down.
Do you have a mobile number for the driver, maybe?
I thought we did, but it seems to be out of date.
- A name, then? - Erm, Harvey Driscoll.
- Pev. - Yeah.
Control?
What are the goods on the train?
- Tankers. - Containing?
Natural gas condensate.
Thank you.
Driver. Already ringing.
Come on, come on!
Come on!
What else have we got?
Abby, what else have we got?
Abby. You there?
Joe.
I found something.
Hey, hey, you need to move
everybody out of the front carriages
and prepare for impact.
What? Why?
There's a train on the line in front of you.
Hello?
Hi, this is Harvey Driscoll.
Harvey! Harvey! Harvey! Hello!
This is the National Cyber Security Centre.
We need you to move your train
fully off the Glasgow South Western.
All trains are currently grounded...
Harvey. I need you to move your train.
We've spoken to the control desk.
Listen.
I've got very little battery.
What's that?
There is another train that's not grounded
and it is moving towards you.
Well, stop that then...
We can't...
I...
Everyone needs to move down the train now.
Why?
Now, now. Come on.
- We're gonna hit something. - Hit what?
- That. - Come on!
Estimated time until impact, 90 seconds.
Oh, Jesus!
Come on!
Get out of your chair, everybody!
Come on, come on!
Come on!
Seventy seconds.
Look.
Come on, quick.
Come on!
It's moving.
Joe?
Come on!
Thirty seconds.
Oh, God.
Twenty.
Come on, come on, come on.
Get up, get up. Come on.
Ten seconds.
Come on.
Joe!
*CREDITS*