[Distant siren] Rachel, please stop this.

You can't seriously just expect me to sit here!

I expect you to wait.

We can go together once the situation's been assessed.

What more do you need to be assessed, Robert?

Our daughter is in that hole!

I can do more for her, more for everyone, if I'm here!

And what can I do?

What can I do to help my daughter while you manage?

You can't do anything!

The rescue workers can do something.

I can do something, because I'm the leader of the fucking country!

But I need you, as I always have, to be my rock!

I'm going to her, even if I have to take her out with my bare hands!

[Door slams] ♪ [Phone ringing] Charlie.

Charlie: I'm sorry, Mrs. Sutherland.

I can't take you there.

Charlie, I need to find my daughter.

I have orders.

Fine.

I'll take a bloody taxi.

Ma'am.

Rachel: Open the door.

Please.

I can't let you.

I'm your protection officer.

It isn't safe.

Charlie, open the door.

Please.

[Door latch unclicks] [Car door closes] [Phone ringing] Charlie: She's on her way back, sir.

♪ Is Audrey briefing us?

Have you had any sleep?

No.

Are you sure you-- What?

Archie can handle the COBRA, and I can brief you.

Nobody expects you-- To what?

Have a hand steady enough for the wheel?

I'm just saying, you don't need-- Anna, I know what I need.

[Door opens] Robert, I think I speak for the room when I-- Audrey.

Current situation.

Audrey: Sir, we have established strategic command here at the primary school for a search-and-rescue operation.

As you're aware, we're contending with a massive subterranean collapse beneath Godley Common, a sinkhole at least 80 meters deep.

There's catastrophic damage in both the village and the Ultra Line site on the perimeter.

Tell me the, um... probability of survival.

Prime Minister, I'm afraid I can't give-- there are currently 11 hospitalized and 37 fatalities, but the operation is still in its early stages, and many more people are unaccounted for.

And what caused this, um...sinkhole?

Any indication as of why?

We have geophysicists gathering data, but-- Because what I--what I can't help but find somewhat troubling is the fact we've been boring an enormous tunnel, and now, everything around it has been swallowed.

Was this our fault?

Man: With respect, let's not jump to conclusions of liability.

God, this is contingency preparation, isn't it?

Man: Robert, we all understand the strain you're under.

Robert: Oh, I'm sure you do.

I'm heading to the sites.

I'll make a public statement from there.

Audrey: Prime Minister?

Search-and-rescue are concerned that you coming here might-- Might what?

The situation is very fluid, and we think it might be better if-- [Scoffs] I'm not offering it up as a suggestion.

♪ [Trilling] ♪ [Sirens blaring] [Water rushing] ♪ ♪ [Metal cutting] ♪ God forbid we can leave before she gets here.

You brought your shovel?

Rachel.

Maybe I should take another car.

Robert: No, no, no.

We need to work my statement.

♪ [Siren] [People shouting indistinctly] ♪ Woman: It just came out.

♪ [Rescuers shouting indistinctly] ♪ Man: Commissioner, questions are already being raised over a policing strategy, which is being described as confused, contradictory, even shambolic.

What is your response?

My officers carried out their duties to the best of their abilities, based on their orders and government policy.

Man: So was this an outright failure of command, or was the involvement of the Prime Minister's daughter a factor in the subsequent disaster?

Was she a factor?

Jesus Christ.

The factor in shafting as good and proper, yes.

How's Robert going to answer that?

I told Anna Marshall it was a mistake to put him in front of the public.

I'm sure that was received with her customary warmth.

I said you should do it.

[Chuckles] And yet, you're not limping.

Robert's the one with the twattered stature.

[Chuckles] That may be so, but I have no desire to suffer the slings and arrows of his poor decisions.

Give him enough rope, that sort of thing.

Your words, not mine.

Commissioner: This has been and continues to be a complex and quickly evolving situation.

[Siren] Can you hear me, sir?

Can you tell me your name?

1, 2, 3.

♪ Down.

And lift.

Henry.

[Siren] Stand back.

No, I know him.

All right, go with, then.

[Siren] ♪ Anna: Robert, the changes you've made-- I've just moderated the approach.

By cutting every mention of Ellie?

Everyone in the country knows the situation.

And I hardly need to bring it up when I address them.

Look, I know this is difficult, but I don't see why you think cutting every mention of her-- We're here.

[Siren] Rachel: Are you ashamed?

Ashamed?

Of Ellie, of the tunnel, of her video, all of it?

Is it embarrassing for you?

I'm here to offer compassion, not ask for it.

No, but you don't have to be a robot about it!

No, but I do have to be the Prime Minister.

Man: We're still finding survivors, but so far, we have 94 dead and at least 150 missing.

Buildings were swallowed whole with the victims inside.

The locus of the Ultra Line site and the protest camp is-- well, I'm afraid we're expecting significant casualties, the individuals within the protest tunnel and the eviction personnel.

With the volume of soil pulled over them, the probability is that they were crushed instantly.

Audrey: But we don't know that for certain, and we're doing all we can.

We've got multiple scanning sites in the field.

Man: Just the severity of the collapse--it's unusual.

And you still can't tell me why this happened?

Audrey: As I've said, Prime Minister, we're still gathering data.

Every [indistinct] need, it's yours.

Man: Understood, but... all we can do now really is search.

♪ [Nate gasping] Nate: Help!

[Click] [Grunts] ♪ ♪ Ellie!

Ellie!

Hey.

Come on.

Ellie: What happened?

Get out.

I don't know.

[Ellie wincing, groaning] Ohh!

Put this on.

[Ellie coughs] What happened?

I don't fucking know, all right?

[Coughing] We need to get out of here.

[Coughing] Nate.

We need to get out.

Can we-- do we have the radio?

No, no.

We don't.

It's fucked.

The antenna has been cut in two.

The fucking entrance is blocked.

There has to be a way out somewhere.

Ellie: Henry knows where we are.

Jesus Christ.

We're not gonna stay here, are we?

It could take weeks to dig us out.

That was the whole point.

[Ellie coughing] No, you do what you want.

I'm not dying in here.

[Rocks falling] This fucking cave could collapse any moment.

♪ [Ellie panting weakly] ♪ Woman, on video: ...a persistent heavy rainfall and disturbance from the construction of the controversial Ultra Line rail project.

It remains to be seen whether Mr. Sutherland has anything to say about this when he addresses the public.

And there's no question this tragedy brings with it a deep personal turmoil, given his own daughter's involvement.

Saw Rachel leaving.

To join the relief workers.

She was desperate to help or to be well away from me.

She doesn't blame you.

You're both afraid and in pain.

But she's right about one thing-- your statement.

If you don't even acknowledge that Ellie-- [sighs] that she's-- Robert: What?

Maybe dead?

Don't even think that.

My point exactly, that I might actually be able to get through this.

You can accept she's part of this, which makes you part of it, too.

You will lead with strength, because you stand with all those desperate for their loved and missing.

[Siren] [Panting, grunting] ♪ ♪ [Grunting] ♪ I can't breathe.

I can't fucking--I... Ellie: Nate?

What's the matter?

I just can't-- Nate?

[Nate coughing] Nate!

Nate!

[Nate breathing unevenly] I can't breathe.

We have to keep going.

No, I need to get out.

No-- I need to get out.

Stop, Nate!

Nate, stop!

I can't breathe.

I can't fucking breathe.

It's too dark.

Nate, please!

OK, just follow me.

Nate, please.

We have to keep moving, please.

Nate, come on.

♪ All I remember is that suddenly, there was no ground, and the world turned upside-down.

They still don't know what happened.

The government happened.

I said all along... Ultra Line was...

I've seen the risk documents.

They knew that the ground was mush from the old mining, and they were building within the zone of influence.

[Coughing] You need to rest, for God's sake.

How many hurt?

It's going up.

A lot of people are still missing.

[Panting, grunting] ♪ I think I can see something.

Oh!

Look!

Oh, thank God.

Henry!

Fuck it, fuck it.

I've been frantic.

I can't get ahold of Nate.

Polly, he went in the tunnel with Ellie.

What?

She took your place.

He went to show her.

Jesus Christ, Henry!

I can show you where they are.

If you get me a map, I can.

The rescue workers-- I have to tell them about the radio.

[Panting] ♪ ♪ Christ, we must be right under the Ultra Line site.

Fuck.

Woman: Missed appointments.

No communication.

Friends duly raise the alarm.

And given that she's a princess, it was passed up to intelligence.

We made quiet enquiries with the embassy, concerning the princess' security.

They told us she took a private jet home to visit her father, and that much, we confirmed from the flight manifest.

More in doubt is whether she went of her own volition.

She's hardly kicking and screaming.

Most likely sedated.

Perhaps she's a nervous flyer.

[Chuckles] I mean, one can hardly draw absolute conclusions from this footage, wouldn't you agree?

I would.

And I assume you refrained from mentioning the footage to the embassy.

I did.

In fact, our assessment is that given our friendship with the kingdom, there's no need for this footage to be preserved.

Friendship indeed.

And it's only friendly to let a family matter... remain a family matter.

I'm not even meant to be in this fucking tunnel.

I only came down because of you, because you needed a nanny, fucking...tourist, little brat wanting to piss off her daddy.

What you doing?

What you doing?

These wires...would they work with the radio?

Make an antenna?

Fuck.

Nate, come on.

Would it work?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Then do it.

Help me.

Please.

♪ What if I just-- OK, wait, wait.

Give me the light.

♪ One here, pull here.

Is it fixable?

I don't know.

I watched Henry build it.

[Phone ringing] Come on, Anna.

Pick up.

[Phone ringing, buzzing] Thank God.

Are you OK?

I've been better.

Listen, I'm sending you something from Henry.

Henry Wicks?

He's got some information about Ellie.

Wait.

I'm with Robert.

It's Francine.

Help how?

Francine: Ellie was in a separate tunnel.

I'm sending you the location and the design of some kind of radio thing.

It might help you find her.

Man: I've seen this kind of device.

Induction transmitter at 68 kilohertz, single sideband.

We'll get hold of units-- We've told you where she is.

Start digging.

We need to make our own assessment.

If she is there, it is very deep.

And the instability of the ground is-- sir, we're sending officers to the location, but please understand-- Audrey: Prime Minister, there's something you need to hear.

It looks like the collapse was precipitated by combustion of methane deposits in the subsoil.

The power grid recorded a massive spike right before the collapse from within the Ultra Line tunnel boring machine.

If it malfunctioned, it could have ignited the methane.

Ultra Line caused this?

Various possibilities.

She said-- Why hasn't this machine been examined?

The company is refusing to let the investigators access it until they've verified the integrity of the tunnel.

Fuck the integrity!

I want this thing investigated now!

Audrey: Sir.

Anna: Robert, they need us for the speech.

Anna: Understood.

Thank you, Audrey.

They tried to make radio contact with the location Henry Wicks gave.

They couldn't find a signal.

No, it doesn't mean she's-- it's possible her radio's failed or that she's moved.

Apparently, the unit can transmit a beacon signal, and they're scanning for it across the area.

Robert.

Don't lose hope, please.

Put on a brave face.

[People speaking indistinctly] [Camera shutters clicking] I would like to begin by thanking our emergency services for their heroic efforts in these most difficult circumstances.

To date, 54 people have been rescued from the devastation, and survivors continue to be found by our search-and-rescue teams.

However, I must also inform you that the number of dead now stands at 140.

I'm sure you will join me in offering my most profound sympathies to the families and in my prayers that we will find alive those currently unaccounted for.

It is no secret that I share your pain.

My own daughter is among the missing.

I am under no illusion that-- that Ellie... Now, whatever the outcome... her involvement will not be without consequence both for her and for myself.

But at this point, I'm sure you understand my sole priority is to ensure the rescue mission proceeds-- Man: Prime Minister?

and--and is successful.

[Reporters clamoring] At this point, that's all I have.

Woman: Prime Minister!

[Reporters clamoring] Ellie, it's transmitting.

♪ Do you really think it'll work?

They're not gonna let you die down here, are they?

They're gonna be combing stone by stone.

[Laughs] Audrey: We believe the methane was ignited by the Ultra Line machine, but it wasn't a malfunction.

Commissioner: We've identified preliminary evidence of deliberate tampering.

The circuit was burned through, and there's residue of pyrotechnic chemicals.

Who did this?

Commissioner: As yet, we don't know.

But it bears the hallmarks of an incendiary device, and our priority is to evacuate the area and search for secondary devices.

Transport's en route to take you and Mrs. Sutherland back to-- Man: You can't suspend the search for people.

You can't suspend.

There are still hundreds of people out there.

Commissioner: You have to suspend.

We've been warned there could be more gas anywhere.

And if there's another explosive, you'll be digging out the rest of Godley Common as well as your own people.

♪ Anna: Robert?

You can't risk this being worse.

Rachel: But it isn't your child buried out there, is it!

Rachel.

♪ Suspend the rescue.

Man: Please evacuate the area!

All search-and-rescue operations are suspended.

[Siren] Please evacuate the area.

Repeat.

All search-and-rescue is now suspended.

Archie is convening a COBRA in an hour.

I need to be here, so I need you there.

You sure?

I can stay here, join by video.

Can't have anyone saying I'm losing my grip.

At least I'll have my right hand on the wheel.

They'll get her out.

And we'll get through this.

Robert: I've made it clear we're not leaving.

Do you remember taking that?

Yeah.

She'd just come home from school.

You were about to go canvassing for me when I first stood as an MP.

She didn't want to go, so I made it a game.

I lied to her.

When I lost my job and was targeted, and you know, I told you that I felt like I was just collateral damage.

And it really made me understand just how long I've been lying to myself.

Ellie's whole life is just collateral damage.

Rachel.

That's not-- I mean, we have to keep-- What, support each other?

I have supported you, Robert!

I have supported you since the day we met, and I felt such pride and triumph in every victory!

But Ellie...for fuck's sake, she never asked to be the Prime Minister's daughter!

Even her home is just an annex of your office.

And that video that she made from the tunnel when she talks about her profile?

I mean...her profile!

It's a cage that we put her in, and the very last thing she tried to do was smash her cup against the bars.

Rachel, you cannot blame me more than I blame myself-- I don't blame you, Robert.

I blame myself.

I blame myself for all the years I have been your fucking accomplice!

♪ How deep do you think we are?

Nate?

Somewhere near hell.

[Sighs] Will it even reach the surface?

Not with this.

My head.

You dizzy?

It's just dehydration.

It's carbon dioxide built up.

It's when short of breath getting shorter.

♪ Sorry for what I said earlier.

That's fine.

I've been called worse.

Anyway, if we both die, then we'll really put Planet Resistance in the news.

Whew.

What?

Planet Re... the whole fucking thing is a monument to Henry's vanity.

A leaderless movement, right?

How come he's the leader?

None of this is Henry's fault.

Ellie, Henry's a salesman.

He's selling the idea of change.

We're all just commodities, especially you.

Woman: The sabotage consisted of a basic device-- a timer and a handheld flare.

Man: What we're dealing with is manifestly an act of terror.

And our response to this outrage needs to be swift and substantial.

Planet Resistance must be designated a proscribed organization.

Woman: Counter-terrorism has begun a full investigation.

But at this stage, there's no conclusive evidence that Planet Resistance-- Look, I'm sorry.

Are we seriously entertaining the notion this was not Planet Resistance?

Woman: Are we seriously looking for proof that it was?

Man: This is absurd.

They're a menace.

Even so, "let's not jump to conclusions of liability," was, I believe, how you put it the last time you were in this room.

Notwithstanding your loyalty to Robert, I'd hope you might be a bit more objective.

Fortunately, Robert, along with most other people and, indeed, the legal system, knows what that word means.

Well, since we're on the subject, and given the elephant in the room is so big you could sell tickets to a sodding safari, how is this going to affect Robert's position?

If Ellie doesn't survive-- I mean, in the worst-case scenario, God forbid, one assumes he'll be taking compassionate leave.

But if she is rescued and it turns out she's had a hand in all this-- I expect the party and the cabinet to offer their support and solidarity.

But if you care to raise your concerns with him, Minister, I'm sure Robert would be more than happy to have a full and frank exchange.

Jolly good to know.

As and when, of course, he's available.

[Knocking] Yeah?

What?

Ah!

Those famous people skills.

I save them for people.

Will that be all?

I have an appointment.

Our right honorable friend, Victoria Dalton-- what's your take?

Robert promoted her while I was away.

It does have a whiff of unconsulted about it.

I'd have backed it.

Ruin Britannia assumed we'd roll over.

We needed to demonstrate renewed commitment to defense, give the brief to a full-taloned hawk.

I would suggest we keep a hawk-like eye on her.

You think she's-- what?

Plotting?

Seems the type.

Ah, that terror of ambitious women.

I've been prowling the fetid jungle of these corridors long enough to scent a fellow predator.

As you say...fellow.

So what's your angle?

Keeping a stiletto out of Robert's back.

[Chuckles] Unless it's yours.

You know bloody well I've had opportunities for regicide drop in my lap like ripe plums, and I never boiled jam.

I don't trust Victoria Dalton.

And neither of us want Robert to go down on account of VD.

How is he?

He's a survivor.

He'll get through this.

[Door closes] Man: Confirm, we're at the triangulation, so we've-- Get over here.

Wait.

Wait!

[Siren] [Indistinct conversation] [Static] ♪ [Static, beep] Man, on radio: This is search-and-rescue.

Anyone receiving?

Ellie: Help!

Nate: Help!

Ellie: Help us!

Nate: Help!

Help us!

Ellie: Help!

[Knock on door] They've made contact.

Ellie's alive.

They picked up a beacon.

They're ready to patch you through.

In fact, they need you to speak to her.

Eleanor James.

Yes?

Eleanor: Prime Minister, we've picked up significant chatter that Planet Resistance was responsible.

Wait, wait, wait.

With proof?

Eleanor: No, but-- But what?

We need to know there are no more explosives if it was Planet Resistance.

You could ask Ellie.

My daughter is not a terrorist.

Is that understood?

I am a hostage in this house.

There are police outside, some inside, bars on every window.

After I was drugged and abducted from the United Kingdom by my brother, Samir, acting on behalf of our father, King Zyan-- I don't know how she managed to smuggle this out, but it's on every media outlet you could name.

Thankfully, most eyes are on Godley Common.

I plead only for liberty.

I plead with the government of the United Kingdom to help me.

I plead with them to value freedom in my country more than trading weapons for our oil, more than the [indistinct] arms deal.

Well, that is a fat tonnage of shit en route via to the fan.

[Static] Robert: Ellie, are you there?

It's Mum and Dad.

[Crying] Dad!

Dad!

Ellie, you're gonna be all right.

[Crying] Mum, I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

Mum!

It's all right, sweetheart.

We're gonna get you out.

We're gonna get you out.

Ellie, I need you to listen to me.

We're already working on a way to get you out.

But what I--what we need to know in order for everyone to be safe-- did Planet Resistance plant the bomb?

What?

Ellie.

Bomb?

What are you talking about?

Someone put an explosive in the machine.

That's what caused this.

I need to know, are there any more?

[Crying] We didn't--I mean-- I don't understand what you're saying.

[Sobbing] We didn't-- I don't know anything about a fucking bomb.

Ellie.

I need the truth.

Hundreds of people are dead.

The village is destroyed.

They didn't do it.

I promise, Dad.

Tell him there was only one.

There was only one device.

Tell him.

There was only one bomb.

Please, Dad, I can't breathe.

[Sobbing] Dad.

[Connection drops] Ellie?

What's happened?

Ellie!

Dad, please.

Dad?

The signal's gone.

What does that mean?

We're drawing up a plan to get her out.

Please do it.

Audrey: Yes, sir.

[Rachel crying] She's gonna--look, she's gonna be OK, isn't she?

Please!

[Sirens blaring] Man: Slow down.

We're close.

Man: This section of the tunnel already bored for the Ultra Line.

Smash through from above.

Take a massive shortcut.

Man: Exactly.

♪ You knew.

No, I didn't know.

Not for sure, not till now.

I told you what he's like, told Polly not to trust him.

It was Henry?

Said he was planning something escalation, something so they know we're serious, something they wouldn't be able to forget.

I said, no.

I tried to talk him down.

I thought I had-- I thought he was just talking about you.

He's fucked us, all of us.

He's fucked everything.

[Drilling] They're coming.

Get ready.

Rachel Sutherland for Will Clifford.

Yes, I'll hold.

Who are you calling?

Ellie's gonna need a good lawyer.

Well, get the best.

I don't even know what side of the courtroom you're gonna be sat on.

[Siren] ♪ [Breathing heavily] When we get up-- Hey, listen to me.

Listen to me.

We didn't kill anybody.

Henry did.

OK?

OK.

I'm not going down for him.

Understand?

OK. OK. ♪ What are you doing?

♪ These rocks fell on me.

I need a ward, not a cell.

You want to do some good, you tell Polly to forget me.

♪ [Drilling getting louder] ♪ ♪ Man: Coming up.

Coming up.

[Machine whirring] Good.

Almost there.

Keep going.

[Sirens blaring] ♪ ♪ Robert: Ellie.

Ellie.

They're gonna make sure you're all right.

Man: We need to examine her.

but we think she'll be fine.

Sir, Mrs. Sutherland.

You're aware we're obligated to place Ellie under arrest.

However, given her circumstances and the nature of the security of Downing Street, we'd be prepared to allow her to return home for the night after she's been checked over.

Make the arrest tomorrow?

Oh, God, thank you.

No.

The merest hit of preferential treatment-- the public, the media-- they're already primed to shred her all over again.

I can't.

Cannot be any dispensation.

Officer: Yes, sir.

[Whispering] It's one night, Rob.

Come on.

It's all we need for a crucifixion.

Whose?

Rachel.

Don't you dare pretend that this is about her.

[Soft beeping] [Breathing hard] [Air hissing] We can talk about this when we get home.

I'm not coming home, Robert.

I sent Charlie to pick up my things.

I can't do this anymore, Rob.

You know that, don't you?

I'm sorry.

♪ [Engine starts] ♪ [Siren blaring] ♪ [Sirens] [Click] ♪ Uhh!

[Sirens continue] [Wheels screeching] [Grunts] [Indistinct yelling] Man: Stop!

Stop!

♪ [Theme music] ♪ ♪ ♪