This is Officer ST-104.
I'm in pursuit of a female suspect
in possession of New Aurum
heading north, Greek Street, Old London.
I've got eyes on her.
Got her!
Oh!
It's a loss, loss, loss.
Request urgent assistance.
This is AH-107. Show me responding.
This is AH-107.
Got her.
Stealing New Aurum?
Fuck you.
Not if you paid me.
Right, you take this... suspect
and I'll bring the evidence.
All secure on Level 4.
Good collar.
She's been on the run for months.
Cyber-crimes, data theft.
- Illegal possession of New Aurum. - Exactly.
And just to let you know
I've written you up for a commendation.
Thanks, sir. I really appreciate that.
Code 596. Code 596.
It's OK. Clock off early.
Relax, celebrate. That's an order.
Come on!
Woo!
You get checked by the medic?
I'm fine. She barely caught me.
She really caught you. You barely caught her.
And that's why I'm the one getting the shiny new medal.
- Hey, gaffer. - Hey.
- You made it. - Yeah.
- You've started. Good. - Well...
Right, more drinks.
More drinks! Come on.
Woo!
One for the road?
Yeah, go on.
Why not? No hurry to get home.
Well, tell that to Harper. Can't wait to get away from us.
I've not decided anything yet, Sarge.
Just a posting's come up, Eastern District.
- And you're tempted? - Yeah.
Well, I'll be sorry to lose you from the team.
I don't know, sir. Shanghai?
It's not so far away.
I know, it's just...
I don't know if I want to leave my mum.
Harper, this has to be your decision.
- It's about living your life... - Stay where you are.
Sarge?
- What's this? Is this a joke? - What's going on?
Ash Harper, you're under arrest.
Category One offence, theft of New Aurum.
No.
No, I didn't. What the hell are you talking about?
- Don't move! - Sir, tell them!
No!
No! Stop!
Get her up.
Move.
Ma'am, there's something you need to see.
Mum...
I know.
- I know, but that's not me. - But it is you.
No, no, someone has done this to me.
- Hacked into the system. - That's impossible.
The security cameras are fully encrypted.
There have been no successful security breaches.
I don't know how they've done it, Mum, but they have.
I've been set up.
Why would someone want to set you up?
I don't know.
You have to help me.
I didn't do it.
Tell me.
Tell me exactly what they have told you.
Nothing.
Do they have any witnesses, any other evidence besides...
They don't need anything else, Mum. You know that.
That's enough to charge me.
Fuck.
Fuck, Mum.
- They'll ship me off. - No.
You know what those prison colonies are like.
- No one ever comes back... - Ash.
I can't bear it... You on your own.
First Dad, now me.
I can't, I can't, I can't leave you.
Nothing's going to happen to you.
It won't come to that. I will not allow it.
This is a mistake
and I will do everything I can to fix it.
I request my daughter's immediate release
pending an investigation. Clearly, she has been framed.
The evidence suggests otherwise.
As you're aware
the theft of New Aurum is a Category One.
The procedures are quite clear.
Owing to the severity of her crime
your daughter is permitted to be transferred
held in pre-trial detention.
You don't need to tell me that. I wrote the legislation.
It's for terrorists
enemies of the state, hardened criminals.
For justice to function
the rule of law must be applied equally.
No. No, this is not justice. You need to understand.
Her record's impeccable.
She's one of the highest-scoring recruits
ever seen in the Academy.
For anyone to believe that she would commit such a crime
with her whole life ahead of her...
Sir, we both know what this means.
She's a police officer.
She won't even survive long enough to make a trial.
I'm so sorry.
No. I know my daughter.
I know she didn't do this.
Ash Harper, Prisoner 99723
you've been remanded on pre-trial custody...
indeterminate length.
Off planet.
No.
No. No! I didn't fucking do this!
This is Dr Lee, Commonworld Director.
You have been deemed traitors
to the collective values of the Commonworld.
Your violations and crimes run contrary
to the peace and well-being of our global community
undermining our environmental integrity
and our societal cohesion.
As such, you are no longer permitted
to enjoy the privileges of Commonworld citizens.
You are now being exiled
to a detention facility on Valdavian
under the auspices of the Commonworld Security Council
Executive Order 725-A.
This pod will now transport you to your prison ship
where transfer will begin.
Ten, nine
eight, seven
six, five
four, three
two, one
zero.
Let's move!
Go. Move it.
Stop here. Eyes forward.
- In a line, move. - Move along, move along.
- Come on, shift yourself. - Rozzer. Fed.
Filth. Pig.
Still, don't matter what they call you, does it
when they shank you up.
I don't want any trouble.
There will be trouble.
Oh...
Meow.
Oi, Tula.
What?
I've heard there's a cop in here.
Clever. Smoke and mirrors.
- Not literally, obviously. - I don't understand.
They've used a beam combiner with a time reversal
matched the wavelengths.
It's incredible. I've never seen this before.
- Do you want this today, ma'am? - I want it now.
Absolute proof that this image has been faked.
More than faked. It's a pro job.
Almost perfect, but there, look.
They haven't quite equalised the input, see?
Guess this is what you're after, then.
That bastard.
Screw, you have to let me go toilet.
I'm desperate.
Screw, I know you can hear me.
I'm gonna wet myself and nobody wants that.
- I can't, alright? - Why?
It's against the regs. Not during meal service.
What you looking at, bitch?
What, you wanna give me a hand with this? Hmm?
Screw, listen.
I have got a urinary tract infection, alright?
Do you know what that feels like?
It feels like a thousand tiny hot needles
- going straight up... - No!
Alright, whatever, OK.
Excuse me. Can I have a word?
Excuse me, can I have a word?
What? What is it?
I think there's been a security breach.
What's she saying?
Lockdown. Lockdown.
What we doing?
Everybody down on the ground
with your hands behind your head.
- She was exchanging contraband. - How was I supposed to do that?
He had a hold of me the whole time.
She's high risk. She should have two guards.
Honestly, Officer, I don't know what her problem is.
She's a fucking cop who nicked me.
Yeah, and I saw what you were doing.
Right, listen. Thing is, luv...
you're not a cop, you're a con
same as rest of 'em.
A con I've got 30 minutes to feed, w...
I ain't got time for this.
You need to report this higher up.
She could have a weapon!
The only thing that's worse than a pig in prison?
That's a grass.
No one likes a grass.
Pig! Pig! Pig!
Pig...!
Pig? Piggie?
Pig.
- Piggie. - Piggie!
Hey, piggie.
I'm gonna fuck you up, fed.
The queen is the mother of the hive...
but she's only as strong as her colony.
If they do not clean, feed, forage for her...
she may be weakened.
I understand this must be a very difficult day for you...
Sir, I have new information.
Evidence that my daughter is innocent.
This is Arch-Marshall Harper
authorising a Commonworld priority arrest warrant
for Sergeant Wendell.
He's to be located and detained.
All force necessary.
You know this is my 220th trip
there and back?
How many hours do you think I've spent
standing right here?
Minute with this scum's
a minute too frigging...
- Officer Buchanan... - Sorry, Vic.
...to Area One, please.
They're gonna need me over on the bridge.
You alright to take over here, yeah?
Is it in?
Push it in.
- Right beneath the muscle. - It hurts, Mumma.
Don't you cry. Don't you dare cry.
Mumma's brave girl.
Back in business.
All be worth it when we get to Arcadia.
Temporary reprieve pending a new investigation.
Reeks of nepotism if you ask me.
Mother's brass, father's a dead war hero.
Surprised she's here in the first place.
Anyway...
Bring her up, we'll make a start on the paperwork.
Sir.
Looking good.
You lose weight over the summer?
- Ash Harper. - Yeah?
The Harper?
I learned about your old man at school.
It's nice to meet ya.
Anyway, sorry, yeah
you're gonna have to come with me.
Am I getting out of here?
After you.
Somebody help her!
Somebody help my baby girl!
Genny? Genny?
- What are you waiting for? - Genny?
- Is she armed? - There's nothing in her hands.
- You see the blood? - Genny?
Genny? Help her!
Jesus Christ, I could do without this today.
Death in custody, you should see the fucking paperwork.
What's going on?
Genevieve, can you hear me?
What's hurting?
She's unconscious.
Contact the bridge, tell 'em we've got
a medical emergency...
Put her down or I'll shoot!
Try not to worry. It's good news.
- Mum? - Ash?
There's new evidence Wendell framed you.
Wendell? Why the hell would he do that?
I don't know why, but you'll be exonerated.
Can you hear me, sweetheart?
It's over.
Nobody move.
Any shit and I'll kill every single one of ya.
You're not taking my ship
you crazy fucking...
You shot the pilot, Mumma.
You told us not to shoot the pilot.
- Mumma? - Yep.
No!
Wait.
Screw...
you can fly, right?
Look, I can't.
Right, I told you. I won't be able to do it.
Look... And I'm not just saying that.
I'm not one of them guys
that pretends that they can't do something
when, when really they can.
You know, and they're just saying it, just to show off.
So everyone goes, "Oh, you're so amazing" and...
Shut up and fly.
I can't!
Right, I'm not a pilot. I'm just a guard.
I just learned emergency stuff...
What the fuck do you think this is, bitch?
Just fly.
Where do you want to go?
Maybe you guys should sit down, yeah?
Maybe put some safety straps on.
Maybe not.
Right, you ready?
Five...
four...
three... two...
Oh no, please don't make me do this.
One.
Warning, impact.
Golly, it's true.
You really are a shockingly poor pilot.
Where are we?
This isn't Pau Rosa.
You are a fuck-up!
You know, you're not the first person to say that.
Kill the fed!
Hey, have you got any idea who's actually flying this thing?
It's not my problem.
You know, if you wanna use that
you've gotta put in a reboot code
rig your comms device to the central hub.
Could do better, could you?
Yeah, you know I could. You've seen my criminal record.
I don't read 'em. We've got a saying in the police
"Nick 'em, cuff 'em, forget 'em."
How's that working out for you?
Yeah, alright, give me the fucking code.
00101...
...000100.
Thanks very much.
You know, we've also got a saying.
There's nothing dumber than a dumb cop.
Oh, I'm not that dumb.
Put the real code in and get this connected.
I'm calling home.
No contact.
Gotta go down.
Comms are up.
This is an all-points SOS broadcast
from Grand Commonworld Carrier Hemlock
currently drifting near Ceres in the Belt
having lost control of the bridge.
Hemlock's back online, ma'am.
Are you receiving me?
The ringleader's called Tula, I think.
Tittle-tattle from above, sweets.
Someone's telling tales.
She's a psycho, her and her daughter.
And then there's Verona Flores.
You check my arrest records, she'll be on there.
This was all planned, some sort of mutiny.
They've killed all of the flight crew
and they've taken a guard hostage
and they're forcing him to fly the ship.
Are you receiving me?
Running a face rec.
Who's that?
Not picking her up on facial rec, Captain.
Check the manifest.
How is that possible?
Ma'am?
It's her.
Call Dr Lee, now.
Get that offline.
I don't want those fuckers watching me.
Access denied.
And you...
kill that cop...
and anyone else still breathing.
Oh, that's how it's done.
What the hell?
Ah yes, there was a bit of a scene, see.
Words were said.
- Uh... - Words like "challenged"
"unstable," "emotional."
He called me crazy.
So you killed him? Oh, that's alright then.
That's a perfectly proportional response.
- Don't start blaming me. - Why not? Huh?
I did my bit.
Get the tech in, that's all I had to do.
Maybe I could try and put in the coordinates again
and we can make another jump.
You need Harper. Believe me, that bitch can fly.
I mean, really. Why the fuck did you ask this idiot?
Well, I did say.
What's that?
Oh, that's Genevieve doing her thing.
Her thing? What...
Killing the snitch.
Great.
Seriously, Tula. Fucking great.
Are we absolutely certain
it's Dr Emma Grieves?
She's not on the prisoner manifest, but that is her.
How did she get on there?
A prison swap.
A different prisoner was due to be transferred
from the psychiatric hospital to the Hemlock.
It appears Emma Grieves managed to take her place.
No.
No, this cannot happen. Not now.
Get her back.
Please, please.
Please, please, please don't.
Please, stop, stop.
Stop, stop.
Genevieve, stop!
- Tula, call her off. - Please...
Tula, call her fucking off!
Thank you.
Don't fucking thank me.
That was not a mercy save.
It's time for you to fly the ship, snitch.
Sir, we have the Hemlock surrounded.
Two Jupiter cruisers in position
ready to board on command.
Retrieve Emma Grieves...
and Ash Harper only.
Unharmed.
Ooh!
Coordinates are in, pig.
Get us out of here.
Alert, proximity warning.
- They've got us. - Alert, proximity warning.
Do it now.
I can't.
I don't believe you.
Genevieve, come here.
There's a safety lock.
We can't engage the Alcubierre Drive
with the cruisers this close.
Look, they're gonna board the ship, alright?
- It's over. - Nah.
They're not taking my ship away.
This thing got guns?
Well, it has, but nothing compared to
- what they've got. - You keep 'em busy.
I'll deactivate the lock.
Access denied.
- Warning, manual override. - It's done.
- Activate the drive. - No.
Alcubierre lock released.
I told you there would be trouble.
Look, please...
Please don't make me do this.
There are people on those ships!
- No, please. - Arch-Marshall
they have activated the Alcubierre Drive
- and we cannot let them escape. - But my daughter...
is all I have. She is everything.
Please.
We cannot let Emma Grieves fall into enemy hands.
Issue the order.
Arch-Marshall.
Issue Order 11-31.
Destroy the Hemlock.
Alert, missile warning.
- Alert, missile warning. - No. No, we're gonna die!
Warning, warning, warning!
Do it!
Do it now!
Alcubierre engaged.
Yeah, baby!
Intergalactic, motherfuckers.
I'm here.
Emma Grieves is an enemy of the state.
These are the terrorists
responsible for your father's death.
I'll do it. I'll apprehend her.
Mumma wants you. We're going into town.
You torture, rape, enslave
all under the guise of ecological salvation.
We are saving Mother Earth.
By destroying the universe!
You did this!
You called the Commonworld!