Blake is the new Wu Chi Dragonhead.
I need to save Eve.
You bring her back to me.
Hi, Daisy, it's your dad. I love you more than anything.
Never forget that.
It's probably the most secure job I've done
- since joining MIS. - Where is it?
We're going to Greenwich Barracks. What could be safer?
I followed procedure
- to address this issue. - Gun!
Put that down!
You do turn up in the most unexpected places, Harry.
Well...
These guys hate a cop killer as much as I do.
It wasn't a difficult favour to pull.
It's completely black.
Where's Eve?
I don't think you have very long now.
Where is Eve?
Terrible news about your colleague, by the way.
Sincere condolences.
I asked you a question.
And what would you want with Eve?
Because we all know who's really responsible for Chohan's death.
It has you now.
It was you, Harry.
You killed her.
And we both know you're next.
You better hope you spend the rest of your days rotting in here,
because if I ever get you alone...
I swear on Suri's memory...
I will kill you.
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Surinda Chohan was taken from us,
from forces far greater than we'll ever contemplate.
She was a good woman...
who confronted evil.
DI Suri Chohan...
was an outstanding police officer, with a brilliant mind.
She always strived to do the right thing.
Her dedication and bravery were unsurpassed.
Her passing is not only a tragedy for her family.
But a massive loss to the Police Service.
As for myself...
I owe her my life.
For certain is death for those who are born...
and for certain is birth...
for those who are dead.
Therefore... over the inevitable...
we must not grieve...
Good evening, and here are today's headlines.
Police are still searching for Eve Alexandri,
the main suspect in the murder of DI Suri Chohan.
Alexandri is believed to be armed and dangerous.
Members of the public are warned not to approach her.
Spanish airliner has crashed...
I told you not to come.
You can't do this, Harry.
I had to say goodbye.
Well, you've done that.
Now you need to lie low.
What happened with Blake?
I could've strangled him there and then.
That's not why I got you in there.
He was never gonna tell me where Eve is.
Now that he's out of the picture, there'll be no one manipulating her.
She killed Suri...
I want her found. Now.
You think I don't know that?
Not the Wu Chi you were expecting?
Relax...
I'm alone.
Once upon a time, you bowed before me...
Of course, that was before you became a murderer.
I didn't murder Suri.
- No? - It was the bracelets.
And you're prepared to let Harry Clayton meet the same fate?
The bracelet on his wrist is black.
The shadow is upon him.
It's only a matter of time before it consumes him entirely.
Harry's not my problem anymore.
Your heart is becoming cold...
just like Samuel Blake.
Well, Blake's right.
The bracelets must be destroyed.
I've now seen the light.
Through the eyes of a broken man...
who manipulated you.
But he's gone now...
And it's not too late for you to come back to your family.
And I will save Harry Clayton.
You okay?
She's gone, Harry.
She's never coming back.
I'm so sorry, Rich.
I should have stopped her from going to that stupid press conference...
No, sh...
- She wouldn't have listened to you. - Yeah, I could have persuaded her.
She was doing her job...
- the job she loved. - Yeah.
Until it killed her.
I'm so sorry.
But you know, Blake is behind bars now,
I... just have to find Eve...
Whoa, that's not your job anymore.
Let the police deal with it.
No, no, she's the only way I can get this thing off before it kills me.
What do you mean?
Well...
- Suri's death... - Yeah?
It was Eve... She shot her?
No, Rich, listen to me, the... the bullet came off the bracelet.
I'm next in line, it's all part of Blake's plan.
Whoa, you're not gonna go on some stupid revenge mission, are you?
That... that won't happen, I just need get to Eve before the police do.
Let me tell you something. That thing is evil.
All right?
You're a gambler.
That makes you worse.
Now, I just carried Suri's coffin.
Don't make me carry yours next.
I don't get this thing off me...
you will be.
Harry.
Jesus.
Well, I hope you've got your flak jacket with you.
- They can say whatever they want. - Trust me, they will.
I couldn't care less. I haven't done anything wrong.
Meaning?
Listen...
I have just escaped suspension by the skin of my teeth.
This enquiry won't end here.
It was you who sanctioned that press conference.
This isn't just about Suri's murder,
this is about Eve Alexandri, Harry Clayton, it's about all of it.
They are out for blood.
Like I said, your mess.
No. No!
Clayton's mess.
And what's this about you letting Harry in to see Blake this morning?
Hmm?
He's our best chance of finding Eve Alexandri.
He was making all sorts of threats in there.
I don't care what he was doing.
We need Alexandri behind bars.
Why does your mother not have me on red alert at the airport?
I thought I'd surprise you.
But, Daisy, this is a very bad time.
You know, you, you're gonna have to go back to New York.
Rich, ring Anna, tell her what's happened
and then get her on the next flight home.
- What? No! - Daisy, you can't be here.
It's far too dangerous. I have... I've things I have to do.
Dad, I'm worried about you.
That weird message you left, and then when I heard about Suri dying...
Why haven't you been returning my calls?
Why's your mother not been in touch?
Um...
She thinks I'm staying with a friend.
A friend in New York? What?
- Don't get all triggered. - "Triggered"?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's what all the cool kids are saying these days.
Mum's driving me insane, and her arsehole of a boyfriend.
I told you he was an arsehole.
I can't stand another minute with her.
The first thing we need to do is let your mother know where you are.
Then, Rich, you take her right back to the airport.
Shit, I have to go.
Dad, I've come all this way. I thought you'd be happy to see me.
I am, Daisy, I'm sorry. Come here...
Daisy.
Rich.
Dad!
I thought you'd be chained to your desk after the press conference.
It's all under control.
- Really? - Really.
I didn't think you'd come.
Well, after our recent history, I thought it would be rude to stand you up.
That thing, you and I...
It's a one-off.
I remember that night correctly, it was a two-off.
Listen, what is it? I don't have much time.
Well, I didn't want you to hear this from anybody else.
But it seems the screws didn't take kindly
to having a cop killer in their midst.
What?
Blake's in critical care.
He's getting transferred to the East London Hospital.
And I...
heard about your threats in the prison this morning...
Let the system do its job.
Justice has been served.
Not in my book, it hasn't. It's an eye for an eye in this one.
- No, Harry... - If I get rid of Blake,
we can smoke Eve out.
Get rid of...?
You're in enough trouble as it is.
Who's that?
Young girl sitting over there.
Arrived just after you did, hasn't taken her eyes off us.
Daisy.
- Afternoon. - Afternoon.
So... you two are colleagues?
Yes.
A colleague you rush off and meet in a bar,
minutes after I get back from New York?
We have things to discuss, work things.
I came all this way to see you.
Not now, love. We'll talk about it at home.
Listen, I will leave you guys to it.
Um, when's our transfer happening?
Any time now.
- It was lovely to meet you. - Yeah, likewise.
- What transfer? - Never you mind.
- What are you playing at? - You can talk.
Uncle Rich is supposed to be dropping you at the airport.
I asked him to make me some lunch, then snuck out.
Your girlfriend didn't have to leave.
She's not my girlfriend.
You shouldn't be here.
I thought you'd be glad I'm back, you said you wanted to see me...
Oh, Daisy, when will you listen? Now is not a good time.
Why isn't it?
Because of Suri.
And that, why has it turned black?
- Why can't we hang out? Why not, Dad? - Because we can't!
I'm dropping you back at Uncle Rich's.
You stay put, you don't follow me.
Come on, up.
GCS has dropped.
There is a severe risk of brain haemorrhage here.
This transfer needs to happen, immediately.
It's me. How much do you know about the attack on Blake in the prison?
Only that the screws did a pretty serious job on him, why?
I need you to find out some more details for me.
What kind of details?
I don't know, the name of the guard who filed the report,
the extent of Blake's injuries, anything.
Okay, I will if you tell me what's going on.
We are dealing with a man who will go to any lengths to get what he wants...
You think he set it up?
It's easier to escape from a hospital than it is a maximum-security prison.
Straight on it, please.
Pull him.
- Ready? - Yeah.
Hey.
- You heard about Blake? - Yeah.
I could develop an affection for "alternative justice".
- Yeah, if that's what it is. - What do you mean?
I've just had the incident report sent over from the prison.
And?
Details of the attack are not consistent with Blake's injuries.
Plus, it looks like all the reports have been written by one person.
It doesn't add up. Sorry.
Steve Orwell.
So Blake gets so badly beaten up, they have to move him to hospital.
Yeah, and those reports were pre-written.
It's an escape plan, it has to be.
If they're taking him from prison to the East London Hospital...
Harry, whatever you're planning, just think long and hard about it.
Trust me, I have.
Alright, well, then, leave it to me. I'll take it from here.
The overpass, that's it.
What overpass?
Harry?
I will call Gray, we will intercept the ambulance
and we'll stop this before it begins, okay?
Harry?
This is Steve Orwell, MIS.
I need the route for the ambulance taking Samuel Blake from Southcliffe Prison.
Pull over!
All units to the Stratford Overpass.
I repeat, all units to the Stratford Overpass.
Pull over!
Oh, fuck it!
Harry!
Harry. Wait!
Check the driver.
I need urgent medical assistance.
Contusions, probable concussion.
Blake?
He's dead.
Oh, what have you done?
Steve.
Clayton ran the ambulance off the road.
I'm watching them drag Blake's body out right now.
Where are you?
Looking for Harry.
Now, he'll go down for this, guaranteed.
I'll see you later.
It wasn't meant to happen like that.
Well, that'll make great defence in court.
I'm gonna have to take you in now, Harry.
I know. I know.
I know, but listen, Steve, please, just...
Hear me out, please.
- Harry. - I found this in the ambulance.
"Cara Gibson." That was the name of the prison nurse that was attacked...
The description of her attacker, it fits Eve perfectly.
Eve got into prison to help Blake escape, she was in that ambulance.
Blake is dead. You want Eve. I can get her for you.
But I've just got one last thing I need to do.
- Harry. - Then I'll hand myself in.
You have my word.
You've got 24 hours.
24 hours!
Yeah.
It's the bracelet's doing, Harry, not yours.
Maybe.
Dead enough for you?
He looks sufficiently deceased.
You'll be dead just like him, if the bracelet has its own way.
Find Eve.
Bring the other bracelet to me.
Eve was under Blake's spell.
Now that he's dead, she'll see sense.
I'd be quick about it, if I were you.
Someone's starting early.
You know that it's been a very stressful day.
Harry really has surpassed himself this time.
Yeah.
I wouldn't argue with that.
So, I take it you didn't catch up with him, then?
Gave me the slip.
And you haven't spoken to him since he created all this carnage?
- No. - Would you tell me if you had?
Of course I would.
I've escalated the manhunt for Harry.
You're the one person he's most likely to contact.
If he gets in touch, you'll be first to know.
He needs protecting from himself.
Harry took Suri's death very personally, ma'am.
He wants Alexandri just as much as we do.
Harry.
You?
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?
Maybe this?
All I can say is, I'm sorry.
Sorry?
For everything.
I knew how much Suri meant to you...
Don't fucking say her name.
- Blake got inside my head. - Lies!
You might not believe me.
And I know you're never gonna forgive me.
But I'm truly sorry.
When that bullet hit Suri...
So, why try and help Blake escape from prison?
You don't understand.
You don't understand the control he had over me.
No, no, no. I always tried to protect you, even when you cursed me with this.
That's not fair.
You were already broken when we found each other.
We both were...
We did good things together.
We made a difference.
There's no way back for me and you, I understand that.
I want to give this to you.
Take it to Madame Cheung.
There's been enough death. Harry, I don't want you to be next.
When this thing comes off...
you stay away from me.
For the last time, Eve.
Goodbye.
You spoke with Eve?
Is she okay?
Forgive me if Eve's wellbeing isn't at the top of my list of priorities.
Answer the question.
And remember, I haven't removed the bracelet yet.
- We had... - A deal.
I know.
And I am very keen to honour it.
If you must know, she looked terrible.
Like a lost kid.
But she gave you the bracelet of her own free will?
I suppose she did.
So Blake's spell has been lifted.
You'd have to ask her that.
Now, if you don't mind...
can you get this thing off me?
It's over, Harry.
What now for you?
I think I might be looking at a different kind of bracelet.
I wasn't sure I'd see you again.
Clayton's handiwork.
You knew?
I suspected.
Nice of him to make my death look so convincing.
Where have you been? You said a few minutes.
Well, I'm here now.
- I'll leave you guys to it. - No, no, no. Hear me out.
I've done something.
You might call it incredibly stupid.
You might think it's incredibly necessary, but I've done it.
And you're going to talk in riddles all night?
Whoa, whoa...
I am so sorry for abandoning you,
when you pulled out all the stops to get back here.
Daisy, having you home...
It's all I've ever wanted.
Please believe me when I say that.
Dad.
The bracelet...
has gone.
Pssh!
No way.
Will you give me another chance?
Please.
Both of you.
Hmm?
Don't move!
We're back to bowing again?
Keeping such bad company takes its toll on the spirit.
Samuel Blake is dead.
Hmm... I'm aware of that.
And you've decided you want redemption after all?
I don't know what I want.
I've messed up...
I know.
You see all this time, Dais...
I thought the bracelet would make my life easier...
Better.
But it made everything worse.
It made me worse.
Harry.
Harry...
What have you done?
I've told you before. This isn't a fight you can run from.
You may have come home, but...
It was only a few hours ago that you swore allegiance to Samuel Blake.
Aiya...
Snakes don't even have hands.
I've given Harry the second bracelet.
What more do you want from me?
Of course, that was an important gesture.
Have you removed Harry's bracelet?
Why are you still so concerned with Harry Clayton?
You are the last of the Torches, Eve.
When I'm no longer on this Earth, all my powers will pass to you.
I need to be sure your intentions are pure.
Oh, I'd say her intentions are definitely pure.
Sure?
Well, I can't imagine many tears will be shed over Samuel Blake.
No, probably not.
But it was Eve Alexandri who pulled that trigger.
It's her we want now.
And we'll get her...
Her and Harry.
I'm afraid he's just...
Just gone too far this time.
Is that him?
Steve Orwell.
Blake's not dead.
What?
- Steve? - Harry.
Blake killed a pathologist and walked out
of the mortuary about half an hour ago.
Blake!
Hello, Harry.
You were dead.
I saw it with my own eyes.
Death and resurrection...
all with some medical assistance, of course.
When you gave me that bracelet, you were lying.
It was all lies.
Just as we expected, you came straight to Madame Cheung
who very obligingly took yours off.
And I was more than happy to relieve her of both of them.
Now, lower your gun...
Or she dies.
I won't ask you again, Harry.
Eve.
I don't believe you have truly settled on this path...
Do as he says, Harry.
You helped him escape from prison.
You lied, so he could have the bracelets.
Perhaps it will take the ultimate sacrifice for you to see the truth.
Wait!
Well done, Harry.
However, it is time to simplify things.
No!
Deaths keep coming to people you care about.
Even without that black bracelet on your wrist.
Nowhere left to run, Harry.
Alpha Two...
Samuel!
Hold it! Don't move! Don't move!
Blake wants to destroy the bracelets.
I need to find out how he's gonna do it.
If it goes wrong, you'll kill thousands.
It's a suicide mission.
Just... call in the cavalry.
Step out of the car!
On to your knees.
Now that Madame Cheung is dead,
you can put this on me and then take it off when I've got what I need.
That's not part of the deal.
The Clayton boys ride out one last time.
If not for me, then for Suri.
You're a superhero, Dad.
It's what you do.
What are you waiting for?
Are you feeling lucky, Blake?
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