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Is that agreed, Major General?

Yes, sir.

- Where's my liaison officer?

- Behind you, ma'am.

(Shouting)

(Gasping and sobbing)

Oh!

Rob!

(Bill) This is the old transformer

for the Northern Line.

Oh, that's not right.

Climb to the top of here.

See if we can't get out that way.

Oh, a ladder. There's a

pattern forming here, Bill.

You know what? I think you might be

one of them workplace bullies.

- Not now, mate. - You might

want to see someone about that.

(Bill) OK, come on.

- (Rattling)

- No, it's locked.

I am having serious second

thoughts about all this.

A young lad like me,

stuck underground...

with a bloke...

like you.

- Ma'am?

- What?

It seems the girls left you a message

earlier. In the confusion we didn't get it.

(Quietly ) They're meeting friends

in town after the film.

In town?

But... they could be anywhere.

I'll keep trying to get through to them.

(Phone)

(Ringing)

(Beeps)

Claire, it's me. This is officially

my hundredth message.

Just give me a call, darling,

whenever you can.

(Beeps)

(Men) Get back! Get back!

(Sirens wail)

(Man) Come on! Come on!

Lock your door! Shove off!

- Open the door!

- Shove off!

(Screaming)

- (Screams)

- Hang on!

Commissioner, we have to shut down

the gas and electricity mains

in Deptford, Kennington,

Camberwell and Bermondsey.

The hospitals can only run so long on backup

gennies. We haven't got them all evacuated.

It's that, or we could have

another Fire of London on our hands.

(Shouting)

Whoa!

I can't hold on!

Aaah!

(Sam screams)

- Latest evac figures.

- Status report on the Royal Family?

They've been safely moved

to Balmoral, ma'am.

All right. Bullet points, please.

We need to look at the

time scale we're working to.

Ma'am. There's no slowdown.

The momentum of the surge is

enough to keep the water coming.

But the wind and the rain's

adding to the problem.

The Met storm forecast let us down

completely. Is this data reliable?

An event on this scale is... is practically

unheard of. This is a thousand-year storm.

This latest data feed is

as accurate as can be.

But I need to know what further

collateral damage we can expect.

If the surge maintains its current

momentum we have, I don't know... an hour?

Before most of Central London

is underwater. Two at most.

What can be achieved in two hours?

No matter how fast we work,

we're not gonna get everyone out.

So we should concentrate our efforts on

the key evacuation areas in the southwest.

We should deploy the

bulk of our troops

and any available emergency

service personnel here... agreed?

But we'll be abandoning this

corridor of people in the southeast,

Bermondsey, Lewisham. - Given the speed

this thing's moving, we have no choice.

We have to prioritise.

- Focus on the southwest, Mr Bullman.

- Right.

Next schedule briefing, 15 minutes.

- The next press conference is

scheduled... - Move it till later.

(Roaring overhead)

Sounds like they got the

trains running again.

Like no train I've ever heard.

(Shouting and screaming)

Sh*t.

What is it? Is that

from the Thames?

- What is it?

- I don't know. We got to go.

- Go!

- What is it? You're freaking me out!

(Shouting and screaming)

- Come on, Bill, run!

- Christ! I'm running as fast as I can!

Come on!

(Creaking)

Sh*t!

Oh, my God!

(Man) This is turning into one of the

worst natural disasters ever recorded.

More than 200000 people

are still unaccounted for...

and emergency services

are stretched to breaking point.

- The scale of the disaster - Professor!

Are you all right? Patricia Nash.

- Why have you brought me here?

- We need your help, sir.

My help? I need to find my son.

There's not much you can

do for him out there.

Your best chance to help

him is to help us.

Hm.

Your Barrier Breach model,

we need access to it,

and your projections for collateral damage.

- They may not be relevant any more.

- Of course they are.

There are millions of lives still at risk.

Oh...

I need access to my database

on the university server.

If it's still up and running.

- Can we get you anything, Professor?

- I need to find my son Rob.

He's the best marine engineer

in the country.

His company's under contract

to the Barrier.

- Samantha Morrison...

- Is in charge of Barrier operations.

- He'd head for Defiant.

- Defiant?

Defiant Engineering. Rob's company.

It's not far from the Barrier

but it's on higher ground.

- There's just a chance they might...

- If there's a chance, we'll find them.

Commissioner?

This may all be too late.

But we have to try.

Rob!

Rob!

(Woman) Help us!

(Man) Help!

Sam!

(Man) Help!

(Woman) Over here!

- (Woman) Help!

- Sam!

(Woman) Over here. Help.

You can't stay here!

The only way out is up that way!

I think we should stay here!

If you don't move you're gonna die!

Quickly! Come this way, quickly!

Oh!

(Rob) Go, go!

Keep going! Keep going!

The water's rising!

- How long do you reckon?

- About 20 seconds.

Make that ten.

Hurry it up!

(Shouts)

Open the door. Open the door!

Come on, come on.

- Put in the key!

- OK! OK!

Aaahh!

- Bill!

- Zak!

- Zak!

- Bill!

This way.

Easy. Careful, careful.

That way.

(Gasping and coughing)

- You all right?

- You OK?

- Where did you lot come from?

- It's a long story.

- It was like a tidal wave!

- A tunnel's collapsed!

I'm afraid it's a lot worse than that.

- Come on, we have to go! Run!

- Let's go.

(Rob) Let's go! Let's go!

Run if you can. Come on!

Quickly!

- You OK?

- Hey. Somebody's coming.

Mind yourself there.

- They work here.

- Maybe they'll help us.

- You OK?

- Yeah. That's blocked.

- I don't know. I'll go and have a look.

- I tried it.

OK. I'm having a look up there.

Sam. Sam, wait up, wait up.

(Bill) There's water coming in everywhere.

We only just got away with our lives.

The fire service guys have scoffed all the

biscuits as usual, so I bought you these.

Tea. Coffee.

They're damn smart girls, ma'am.

One variable can throw

off an entire forecast.

- Keith... - The worst storm

in history and I got it wrong.

Keith, don't torture yourself.

We all got it wrong.

People make mistakes everyday

but... mine's gonna cost lives.

- Maybe thousands of them.

- You mustn't do this to yourself.

No one could've predicted this, nobody.

We've got to keep it together.

We've gotta do what we can now.

All right. Look.

I think I've got a bit of a plan.

If memory serves me, about

on the other side, there's

an air shaft.

If it's not flooded we could perhaps

get to ground level that way.

During the Blitz,

hundreds of people would come down

here and use these as shelters, yeah?

Government put up these massive

steel blast doors, closed them in.

Sealed them in from the explosives.

There's gotta be one

for this station.

They're under something

official, like a Tube map.

If we can find it, get it closed,

it could buy us enough time to get in

that air shaft and get out, yeah?

- Yeah.

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