A billionaire software-magnate named Harry Ford engineers a computer system that is designed to predict terrorist activity and violent crimes by monitoring telephone networks, the internet and surveillance cameras. Ford has full access to this system and plans to use it to stop the blight of terrorism. He enlists the help of Jeff Ryan, an ex-Private Military Contractor (PMC), and they form a team to fight violent crimes. They are hunted by the Metropolitan Police and PMC agents who are after Ryan. Government officials want to take control of the system for their own ends, but nobody can be trusted with this powerful system.
RYAN, 40s: Ex-military and former Private Military Contractor (PMC).
DETECTIVE COOPER, 30s: Female, smart, pretty, and tough.
HARRY FORD, 50s: Director of a subversive organisation, body stiff from some old, deep wounds.
DENISE BECK: Member of Parliament.
MILLER, 40s: Another MP. Married with kids. Was in a relationship with Denise Beck.
DETECTIVE FIELD, 40s: Stocky Murder detective.
STEELE: Field’s ex-partner.
AL PRIEST, 30s: Gangster.
ANDY, 21: Delinquent son of a gang lord.
JANE, 30s: Beautiful ex love of Ryan.
BILL ROBERTS: Former criminal.
EXT. TOWER BRIDGE, NIGHT
Ryan walks along the walkway, where Ford is waiting for him, right at the spot we first met Ryan, ready to jump.
Ryan looks out over the water, and down at the drop.
Funny place for a conversation.
Seemed appropriate. You see, you have a decision to make.
The machine has more information?
The information never stops coming. That’s just the way it is.
If you want to leave, I'll give you as much money as you need. You could just disappear.
And if I stay?
If you stay, and we continue to do this... sooner or later both of us will probably be killed.
That’s not a great job description.
I said I'd tell you the truth, not that you'd like it. They'll all be looking for you, the terrorists, the police, your old friends at the PMC.
INT. LOBBY, MILLER'S TOWER BLOCK, NIGHT
Cooper ducks under the yellow tape. The lobby is empty, and she walks to the vestibule. She pulls out her flashlight, looks at a crater on the wall where someone's dug out a bullet, and heads for the exit to the alleyway.
EXT. ALLEYWAY BEHIND TOWER BLOCK - NIGHT
Cooper paces the alleyway, looking for more evidence, until she reaches the junction with another alleyway. In the distance she can hear the noise and people of street. She turns back when she hears a noise behind her. She draws her weapon, and points it into the darkness.
I always was a sucker for lost causes, and it seems like I’ve survived longer than I should have as it is.
Silence, then, from the darkness:
You came back for the same reason I did, to make sure you didn’t miss anything.
Cooper takes a deep breath, comes around the corner, aiming her pistol, but he's gone. She moves fast, covering the distance to the bright lights of the street.
EXT. STREET, NIGHT
Cooper looks left and right, but there’s no sign of him. She lowers her weapon, stalking through the crowds, hunting. He's standing in a crowd of people on the corner. For a second she looks right at him, but she doesn’t recognise him. She moves on, and he watches her pass. After a moment he steps out into the street, walks in the opposite direction. No one notices him, except...
P.O.V. SURVEILLANCE CAMERA
The camera is fixed on Ryan as he moves further down the street.
INT. SECURE GOVERNMENT FACILITY, NIGHT
Rack after rack of servers. The analyst shuts off the monitors, then turns off the lights. We're alone in the dark with the machines. We pull in on one row, and one server. A tiny LED screen flickers in the darkness.
P.O.V. SURVEILLANCE CAMERA
Ryan circles back, once, and then keeps walking. After a moment, we see writing on the screen: 'INSIGNIFICANT MATERIAL. DELETED.’
CUT TO BLACK.
You said I needed something to live for, and I think I found it.
That’s not exactly what I had in mind. I think I know what happened to your friend in Croydon. Maybe you had a good reason for what you did, but I've met a lot of criminals who thought they had a good reason.
I'm going to catch you, sooner or later.
I used to think no one cared, but I can see that I was wrong.
I'll see you around, Detective Cooper.