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'Do we have confirmation of target?' 'Negative, Trojan One. Hold tight.'

OK. Stay still. Stand up for me, Andy.

CAR ALARM BLARES

THEY LAUGH Hear this, right.

Come on. Tell you what, mate,

They grabbed me. They put me in the car.

Yeah, course. Just all that fuss for a low-threat device.

Central Seven Four from EXPO One. We found a secondary.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

We're gonna get it sorted, OK? Yeah. Just let me get some bits out.

Just stick at it.

'We are having to move the cordon

'This is for your safety. Thank you for your co-operation.'

'Can you get an ID?' What's your name?

You took your time.

Excuse me. Yeah.

I just need to call summat in. Don't go! I'm right here.

You're annoying me now. Shut up.

'EXPO One, what's your location?' 'This is EXPO One, blue-lighting.'

Shut up. Do you work out together?

Yeah, you can. You're breathing. You're doing great.

Slowly! All right. Fucking slow!

Help me, please.

MUSIC: 'Break (Clean)' by Crown City Rockers

Two unregistered burner phones in separate locations.

'Then we'll disrupt the main charge.'

but we need to work together, OK? OK.

Please maintain radio silence till we clear the site.

Danny. What's up, mate?

Oh, fuck. I've found the split.

Wait there, OK?

She's even looped me into some DIY.

No sign of Andy Phelan or any bomb factory.

This is a funny little hiding spot.

Trojan One, received. Confirmation we have Phelan.

RADIO: 'Nut, spotters, now.'

Mm, speaking of moving out,

I do. I do, Wash, but it's just...