gentleman.
- All right.
- What's wrong with her? Is she sick?
Just carsick.
- She's not going to puke, is she?
- No. She's fine.
Puking's bad. Very, very bad.
It doesn't wash out.
The smell never goes away.
Usually, there's people trying
to get out of Bexhill, not in.
Syd doesn't know why you want to get in.
Syd doesn't want to know.
Syd doesn't care.
Just breathe. Just breathe.
What's wrong with her?
A minor contraction.
It's normal. Just breathe.
All right.
When you're released,
stroll out with the other fugees.
Look for the statue of a soldier.
There you'll meet a woman, Marichka.
Arab, gypsy, something.
Always carries a shitty little dog with her.
She'll find you accommodation for tonight.
All right. You're fugees now.
Show Syd the fugee face.
Sad face.
Sad fugee face.
That's good. That's good.
Okay. Out!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Hurry up. Hurry up, move.
Send me a postcard.
Seats in the back!
Come on, hurry up!
What time
are we supposed to meet the boat?
Sunset tomorrow.
How do we know that Luke and his mob
haven't intercepted it?
Luke has no way of contacting
the Human Project. Nor does anyone else.
Say again?
Contact with the Human Project
is done by mirrors.
Julian was our mirror.
What do you mean, "mirrors"?
Mirrors. They contact one of our people.
That person contacts someone else,
and so on, till word gets to Julian.
She tells Luke.
You mean you never
actually talked to any of them?
Don't fucking tell me
you never actually talked to them?
- Breathe it out.
- Is she okay?
That's it. Breathe it out, breathe it out.
I can't fucking breathe.
You sure this is normal?
It shouldn't be this frequent.
Come on, breathe it out. All right, all right.
Miriam,
I'm all wet.
Her water's broke. The baby's coming.
Shit. Shit!
All right, sweetheart. All right, sweetheart.
Everything is fine. Breathe.
Just breathe it out. That's it.
Tomorrow you'll be safe.
You'll be on the boat.
On the Tomorrow, they'll take care of you.
They'll take you far away from all this.
Look up, you piece of shite. Look up.
Out!
Get out!
Lord, give Kee the strength to know
that she has the power already within her.
- She has the wisdom...
- What's wrong with you?
I said, what's wrong with you?
Look at me!
I said, what's wrong with you?
- Saint Gabriel, help us...
- Shut up!
- You! Out!
- Saint Gabriel, come to our aid!
Listen, you fucking nutcase! Get out!
- Up, now. Come on.
- Caca! Caca!
Piss. Piss. Caca. Smell. Girl.
You smell it yourself.
You fucking people disgust me.
She's okay, Kee. She's okay.
- She's gonna be...
- Miriam!
Move it! Come along now!
Come on, shift it! Shift it! You!
Get down there. Down there. Move.
Follow the line!
- Theo!
- Kee!
- Take it off!
- Theo!
Come on, move! Move it! Come on!
Move it! Move it!
Come on! Move! Move!
Britain supports you
and provides you shelter.
Do not support terrorists.
Britain supports you
and provides you shelter.
Do not support terrorists.
Hey you, buddy!
Buddy, buddy, welcome to paradise!
You want accommodations?
I got running water! I got...
Just leave the girl alone.
- Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?
- Fuck off.
- Who do you fucking think you are?
- Fuck off.
Don't mind these bastards.
I'll take care of you.
Come on, I've got a room, food,
a place to stay. What do you need?
- I'm fine, thanks.
- You must need something, man.
"Fuck off," is it? Bollocks.
Marichka?
It's okay, Kee.
Just breathe through it.
That's it. It's okay. We're almost there, Kee.
We're almost there.
It's just a few stairs.
Just hold onto me.
I've got you.
Just keep breathing.
Marichka? How far?
How far?
We're almost there, Kee. Almost there.
You're doing great. Come on.
You're almost there. Three more steps.
We're there, Kee. We're there.
Okay, there's a bed. Easy.
Make her go! Make her go!
That's great. Thank you.
Get her out!
Get her