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[children chattering]
[dog barks]

[radio chatter]

[children chattering]

[chuckles]

I don't think this is it.

Because she said a white house.
It says
111 Christmas Street.

I know 111 Christmas,
but this is a blue house.

[man] I don't know.
Maybe it was Christmas Circle.

Did you put Christmas Circle
or Christmas Street?

Honey, I don't know.
I don't know
what I put it as.

Okay, well, she said
it was a white house,
and this is a blue house.

[man] Well,
why don't we ask?

It's not a big deal.
We're lost.

Just check one more time
which one.

There's four Christmases
around here.
Why don't we just ask?

Can you just check
one more time?

Honey, you told me--
Just check the e-mail
that she sent one more time.

Okay.

I feel like
such an idiot because...

[man]
Honey, we can't help it.
Just ask.

Take a deep breath.
Let's just go ask.

It's not a big deal.

[flies buzzing]
[woman speaks, indistinct]

[man]
You told me 111 Christmas.
I typed it in.

And now I'm not sure
where we are.

[woman on speaker]
Just ring the doorbell?
I don't know these people.

[man on radio]
Just ring the doorbell.
Relax.

It's not a big deal.
We're lost.

[woman]
Check one more time
which one.

-[man] Honey, you said 111--
-It could be five minutes
away from here.

We could be at the wrong place
and not even know it.

-[operator] Vitals are stable.
-[man] I don't know
if it's Christmas Street,

Court, Lane, Circle.

Mother to Child 1,
we're at set point.

-[man on radio] I'll copy. Over.
-[woman] Running Kismet.

[man #2 on radio]
I read you, Lima Charlie.
Help me. Over.

[whooshing]

-[man #3] In position.
-[man on radio] I read the same.
Awaiting instruction.

-[man #3] Thermal is up.
-[woman]
Getting in their networks.

[man #3]
Validating our primary
and secondary routes.

Social media is clear.

[man #2]
How's our airspace?

[woman]
Residential alarm off-line.
I've got eyes inside.

-Mother, what's your count?
-[woman] Two in the kitchen,
one upstairs.

-[man #4] One in the back.
-[woman] One in the living.

-[man #5] I have one upstairs.
-I count five.

I'm counting five.

[man on radio]
I've got five too.

Child 1,
there's five subjects
in the house.

-Copy, Mother.
-[indistinct radio]

Child 1,
conditions are set.

Let's get in and out
real quick today.

No drama.
Here we go.

[man #4 on radio]
Child 2 and 5, engage.

Ding-dong.

[rings]

[man #4]
Got a female coming your way.
Unarmed.

Hi. I'm so sorry to bother you.
We're looking
for the Larkin home.

-Go.
-[woman continues, indistinct]

They said it was 111 Christmas.

[man] My wife
gave me the wrong address.

[woman] We're visiting friends.
They just moved.

But they might have given us
the wrong address.

[Russian accent]
You have the wrong house.

Honey, I told you.
It's the wrong street.

We're looking
for 111 Christmas.

Maybe a Christmas Lane
or a Christmas Circle?

-[shouts]
-[explosion]

[electrical interference]

[guns click]

[speaks Russian]

[coughs]

Now!

[woman]
You, stop. Let's go.

You, here.
Hands on the wall.

[man on radio]
Checking the rear.

One.

[man] Two.

[creaking]

[woman speaks Russian]

[man #3]
Be advised, we're internal.

On the wall.
Closer.

Three.

[man] Get up,
against the wall.

[man]
Put your hands up.

[woman #2]
Sweep upstairs.

[panting]

[woman] Four.

[grunts]

[man] One unknown.

[speaks Russian]

[grunting]
[speaks Russian]

[grunting]

[speaks Russian]

Five.

[man] Clear!
That's five.

We got five.
Let's go.

[man #2]
Five subjects in custody.
Start the sweep.

Commence SSE.

[man outside]
Roger that.
Doug, close it out.

-[alarm blares]
-[Doug] Roger that.
Working on it.

[woman] Four minutes, 30.
[man outside]
The clock is ticking.

Turn around.

[man] To the left.

[Doug] I see two computers.

Four racks.

[man #2]
Confirm. What about safe?

[Doug] Jackpot.

[man] Turn around.
Against the wall.

Ow.

-[beeping, clicking]
-Right.

[shutter clicking]

[clicking]

[grunts]

[Doug] I'm in.
[woman #3] Child 1,

commencing
full dental impressions
for database cross-check.

Confirm collection
of all SSD drives.
[man #1] Roger that.

[man #1]
Let's go. The clock is ticking.

[machine clicks]

[chirps]

[woman #2] Three minutes.

[beeping, high pitched whirring]

Hands up.
[woman #3 speaks Russian]

Receiving data dump.

Downloading scans.

[radio static]

[woman #1, indistinct]
My... extensible crew.

Titular crew.

[beeps]

[multiple voices]

[man #5]
What's that?

Hey, Bishop.

Got a faint heat signal
here on the second floor,
southwest corner.

Can't really make it out.

Hmm.
What is it, a squirrel?

If that's a squirrel,
it's a big fucking
squirrel.

Child 1, Mother,
strong thermal,
second floor.

Strong thermal,
second floor.

[man outside]
Copy, Mother.
Child 2, Child 3,

go look into that.

You got 90 seconds.
Make it quick.

[breathing heavily]

Clear.

[Bishop] I'm seeing
a room to your left.

There's nothing
on my left.

I'm seeing a room
to your left.

There's a door to your left.

It's just a... wall,
not a door.

[Bishop]
I'm seeing a room. Fuck!

Gun, gun, gun, gun!

Shit!

[shells clattering]

[shouting in Russian]

Mother to Child 1,
looks like you were
light on your count.

[man #3]
I think the vest
took that.

-[woman] You good?
-[woman #3] I'm good. Let's go.

[woman #2] Sixty seconds.
[shot fired]

[Doug]
Child 1, what are we doing?

[man outside]
Stay put.
We're on the clock.

[sighs]
You've gotta
be kidding me.

[woman]
Assault one, KIA.

[Bishop] Child 1, Mother,
collection is terminated.

We are weapons free.

-Confirm capture to kill.
-Confirmed.

Confirming
capture to kill.

[Bishop] Confirm.
[shouts]

You're gonna torch it.

[Bishop, echoing]
Dead Aqua. Dead Aqua.

[voices overlapping]

Fire and police
have been alerted.
ETA, two minutes.

[shouts]

[woman #1]
Thirty seconds.

[grunts, screams]

[woman #1]
Twenty seconds.

Okay, you want me to
waste this guy in broad
fucking daylight.

Confirm.

[speaks Russian]

[woman #1] Ten.
[speaks Russian]

[Bishop] Child 1,
the cavalry is en route.
Get the hell out of there.

[man #3]
Kill CCTV 1, CCTV 2.

[man #1] Let's go.

[engine starts]
[police radio]
All units, be advised.

Child 1, Mother,
you're clear for four miles.

We are gonna be with you
for full exfil.

Continue on the current route
to the park exit.

There will be a parking lot.

You will go to number...

[anchor #1] Seven people
believed to be members
of Russia's FSB,

or State Intelligence Service,
formerly known as the KGB...

[anchor #2] Were found dead
in a Russian safe house.

[anchor #3]
Sources inside
the US Intelligence Community

indicated that this
was an FSB hit on its own.

Perhaps an attempt to
manufacture what appeared to be
an assault on Russian
civilians,

but was in fact,
a kind of suicide mission.

[anchor #4]
This is clearly a
slaughterhouse
turned in on itself.

[anchor #5] ...in
what they describe as a "quiet,
safe and friendly" community.

One of the victims
disturbingly,
an 18-year-old Russian male.

This is uncharacteristic
for the KGB to be targeting...

[anchor #6]
May have ties
to the Russian mafia...

...apparently 18 years of age,
and this is truly shocking.

White House official indicated
that this was a Russia-led
operation.

More information will
come out. They have been
playing it close to the vest.

The FBI will...

[man] Here's your
non-disclosure. We're
transcribing and recording.

There might be a finding.
[sighs]

We live in a new world,
these are bloody times.

Evil exists, horror exists.
The great game continues.

If you have patience,
you don't expect it to end soon.

Most governments
have little patience.
What is a government anyway?

Does government
have a heartbeat?
Ten fingers and ten toes?

A government
is capable of vengeance.

Is a government
capable of slaughter?

[radio static]

[Obama]
The American people
do not see their work...

nor know their names.

[man] Lieutenant Silva
showed exceptional courage

in extreme danger.

-[tape warbling]
-[man] Subject,

James Silva, age seven.

[woman]
He's not like other
little boys.

Mrs. Silva, I believe
your son may be gifted.

[Mrs. Silva] There's nothing
wrong with you, Jimmy.

Your mind just moves faster
than the other kids.

Snap this
when you can't slow down.

Just like that.

-[screams]
-[slaps]

[man] We need to talk about
your anger, Jimmy.

-[tires screech]
-[metal impact]

[reporter]
The tragic scene on
Jericho Turnpike this morning.

[male reporter]
Killing a mother
and her twin sons.

A third son,
11-year-old Jimmy Silva,
is in critical condition.

[man] We do have
some other activities.

But I won't discuss those
other activities at this time.

[man from New England]
It requires a change
in tactics.

A tightly-knit,
highly efficient machine.

[G.W. Bush] We will direct
every tool of intelligence
until there is no refuge.

[man] Ramping up of these wars
outside of the war zones.

[whirring]

-Grid 546.
-Eyes on a blue Sedan.

-Copy.
-You are clear to engage.

[commentator]
You're authorized to go break
the law in other countries,

and you have the Presidential
authority to do it.

[Trump] The real abilities
that we have,

this is something
nobody can even understand.

[man] James Silva,
welcome to the new wars.

[radio chatter, indistinct]

[man] Mr. Noor! Mr. Noor!

[chatter]

[milk steamer hissing]

[snaps rubber band]

[rubber band snapping]

I need to know before
we start this conversation,
how bad of a mood you're in.

-What do you want,
like, a one to ten?
-Yeah.

Seven,
and rising quickly.

There is no cesium
in the crate, Jimmy.
What?

[radio chatter]

[Silva]
What was in it?

[Doug]
Twelve cases of M-4 rifles,

eighteen guns per case
and 80 M67 grenades.

We broke them into pieces,
no cesium.

There were paintings. We tore
the canvases off the frames,
there's no cesium.

[man on radio] Repeat, no
cesium. Repeat, no
cesium found.
Shit.

[woman] We tore
the whole thing
apart.

-Paintings?
-Fakes.

Munch.
Norwegian.

-As in "The Scream"?
-Yeah, but it wasn't
"The Scream."

Well, this is
a big fucking problem.

-[snaps]
-Where's Alice?

Where is she?
It was her source.

We thought the source
was credible, Jimmy.

Just shut the fuck up.
I never liked this lead.

Causing avalanches.
It's basic what this is.

This is an avalanche.
Now we have what?

Sam,
what do we have now?

-What do we have now, huh?
-Nothing.

-Dougie,
what do we have now?
-Nothing.

Six sets of cesium
still missing.
Eleven disks per set.

That's 66
missing disks.

That's 66 dirty bombs
at least. Right?

We all thought it was real.
Oh, it is very real.

This is
a big fucking problem.

What is this?

-It's Sam's birthday.
-It's my birthday.

Oh. Happy birthday.

No birthday cake.
No birthday cake.

[speaking
foreign language on PA]

-Your source sucked.
So what, he lied to you?
-It happens.

We are well outside
the realm of "It happens",
Alice, okay?

This is not a case
where shit can happen.

We're not talking about
stolen ice cream cones here.

I'm handling it.

Oh, you're handling it?
Really?
Do you need help with that?

No, I don't.

Who is the source?

Local special forces.
You're running a cop?

Since when do we trust
local special forces?
Jesus, Alice.

He's been
an excellent source.

Is that supposed to mean
something to me?
"He's an excellent source?"

You want me to tell John Porter,
"He's an excellent source."

No, I don't think so.
That story does not work for me.

It's not a story, Jimmy.
It's the truth.

This cannot not work,
all right?
I trusted you.

Does that mean
anything to you?

[water trickling]

Hello?

I'm handling it.

You know what's
in the container?
Edvard Munch.

You ever seen a Munch?
I mean, this guy
is dark as fuck.

Sounds perfect for you,
Jimmy.

I don't appreciate that.
I actually resent that.
Thank you.

-[locker door clatters]
-Wow, 120 million at auction.

-Jimmy?
-And he's a Sagittarius,
just like you.

-I should've been a painter.
-Take a breath.

Go outside.

Yeah, the sign outside
says "ladies."

[snapping band]

[door thuds]

He hears everything.
Never listens.

He listens to
what works for him.

Yeah, so what works
for him?

Actionable
intelligence.

And pain.

[chatter]

[Silva]
Definition of a war zone
is an interesting thing.

[dogs barking]

Being a cop in Baltimore
might be every bit as dangerous

as being a cop in Baghdad.

[people shouting]

The cops played the politicians.
The politicians
played the cops.

I don't think
anyone ever knew
who is on whose side.

[handcuffs ratchet]

[helicopter whirring]

I think he got scared,
Jimmy.

He's an honest guy.
He's been 100 percent reliable.

There's
a big difference between
honest and reliable.

-I'll handle it.
-[phone ringing]

How's that going?
You want me to take that?
Let me get the phone.

I want to get it later.
No, you'll take it now.

End whatever's happening
on the other side of that phone,

so you can return home
from that planet
to this one.

I need you here with me,
do you understand?
Can I help you, sir?

Sir. Ma'am,
you have a walk-in.

-I'll take the walk-in.
-You're gonna take the walk-in?

-I said I'll take the walk-in.
Is that okay with you?
-Yes, sir.

Are you sure?
Yes, sir.

Do you wanna take
the walk-in?
No, sir.

Okay, then,
I'll take the walk-in.

Alice, handle the ex,
and then we handle
the source, okay?

-Can you do that for me?
-Let's go.
Show me the walk-in.

I want a solution, okay?
Not a bunch of excuses.

I'll handle the fucking walk-in.

[sighs]

[beeps, door opens]

All right.

-Hey, how are you?
-I'm well. How are you?

Excellent. Thank--
Wow, that's a beautiful pin.

The government is going
to seize my assets.
I have 1.3 billion dollars.

That's very impressive.
That's beautiful.

I know people
in America.
I know Warren Buffett.

You know Warren Buffett?
Yes.
Mr. Warren Buffett.

I can pay whatever it takes.

You're offering me
whatever it takes or...
No, no, no, no, no.

[phone rings]

Hey.
Hey.

I'm sorry I missed
all those calls.

I need to confirm that
you are not going to be
at her school on Mother's Day.

-You wanted
to confirm that?
-Correct.

Diana's gonna take her.
You know I can't be there.

I'm confirming.
Are you recording this?

-Pardon me?
-You know it's illegal
to record me, Luke.

I'm the 17th richest person
in this country.

They liquidate my accounts,
my whole family
is going to be ruined.

-I will have nothing!
-That's a shame.

Are you familiar with
Lincoln's first inaugural,

delivered March 1861?

Better angels
and the bonds of affection?
No?

Abraham Lincoln
was from Kentucky.
You been to Kentucky?

What about Nebraska,
where Warren was born?

-Hi, Mommy.
-Hey.

-Look.
-You got your ears pierced?

Oh, wow.

You look so grown-up.

Your dad took you?
No, Diana took me.

Are you coming
to Mother's Day?

I thought you'd make
blue cupcakes with me.

You know I can't be there.
I'm really sor...
I'll save one for you.

You know what America
does not need?

[scoffs]
Another rich person scared about
the liquidation of her accounts.

-They're just earrings.
-You knew that I was...

Don't give me
the attitude.
She wanted earrings.

And by the way,
it's not Warren Buffett anymore,
it's "boofay".

"Buffet"?
"Boofay".

-"Boofay"?
-"Boofay."
Warren "Boofay".

He doesn't live in Nebraska
anymore. He lives in Paris.
You need the French embassy.

Vive la France.
Parlez-vous français?
You speak French?

-I'm the mother, Luke.
-Oh, right.

And Diane will be
the step-mother, and she's
actually able to be there.

I'm going to give you
the personal mobile number
of the French ambassador.

He's a good friend of mine.
He's gonna hook you up.
He's single, by the way.

Tell him Steve Bannon
sent you, okay?

This is his number.
Thank you, Mr. Bannon.

You think you're the only one
that's out there working?
You think it's so easy?

-[whispers]
You motherfucker.
-What? I can't hear you.

-You motherfucker!
-Bingo!
Alice, good job.

Welcome back
to the Family Wizard,
sweetheart.

-No!
-Yes, you are wizarded.

-Wait.
-Good-bye.

Tell her that I love her.
No!

Fucking motherfucker!

[panting]

Are we done here now?

[panting]

Let's go.

[woman on PA]
Sam Snow, you have a walk-in.

[speaking Russian]

[Silva] Everyone thinks
they know everything now.

You think you know
about election hacking.

You think you understand
the definition of collusion?

You know nothing.

[engines revving]

Hey, hey.

[Silva] Last night,
we had a seven-man team

actin' on what we believed was
accurate intelligence regarding
four pounds of C-139,

a new form of cesium-137
radioactive powder.

To understand
the magnitude,

four pounds is enough
to make six major cities
uninhabitable.

We identified the container.
There was nothing in it
but weapons and fake art,

all of which Doug and Sam
meticulously disassembled.

No cesium was found.
The intel was bad.

-Whose source was it?
-That'd be on me, John.

-Whose source?
-It's on me, John.

-How much are we paying him?
-He didn't want money.

We tried to pay him,
and he gave it away.

-To who?
-Local senior citizen--

-[app chimes]
-center.

-Family Wizard.
-What?

He's been accurate
on everything else, John.
One hundred percent.

He appears
motivated by something
other than funding.

Fix this.

Oh, it's gonna be fixed.

Every one of these events
occurred as a result
of a failure of imagination.

Your job is not
to predict tomorrow
based on yesterday.

That's what academics do.

Your job is to prevent
the end of tomorrow

by using your brains
and imagination.

If you don't find the cesium
before it's too late,

you will be held responsible
for the single largest
intelligence fumble

since a flight
instruction school in Florida

failed to grasp the significance
of a 19-year-old
Al-Qaeda terrorist

saying he didn't need
to learn how to land.

So fucking wake up.

Very impressive list, John.
Greatest hits of shitshow.

You didn't give the French
Ambassador's mobile number
to a walk-in, did you?

Uh, yeah.
Maybe I did.

I don't need phone calls from
the French Ambassador, Jimmy.

Is she all right?
I got her.

I don't need radioactive
powder disks floating around
unaccounted for.

This is such shit.

This is the worst fucking shit
of all the fucked-up shit
we've ever seen.

This is the shittiest
most fucked-up shit--
I got it.

Okay? Relax.
Calm down.

-Go take a little nap.
-Fuck you.

-[Silva] Family Wizard?
-[Alice] It's a divorce app.

Cuts out direct communication.

It lowers conflict.
It's working.

Edits your e-mails,
copies them to lawyers,
doesn't like certain words.

Like what?

Prick,
whore, cocksucker,
male whore, sadist,

fucking asshole,
fucking psychopath,
fucking deadbeat, fucking idiot,

fucking parsimonious
dictatorial abusive
motherfucking--

I got it.
You're upset.

Suck it up, okay?

I have no ability to communicate
with my daughter now.

You're never gonna
do something normal
until you die.

That's what this job is.

I think I've lied
to every person
that I've ever met.

So what? Do you really
want to get into this now?
No.

No what?
No to your black vision
of everything.

If you can't fucking tell,
I'm not in the mood
to be lighthoused.

This is dark work, Alice.
And you requested it.

And I'm not gonna be
washing strawberry jam out
of my swimsuit this summer.

I get to wash blood.
Only maybe not, because they
don't make a detergent for that.

And you can forget
about sex on Sundays.

There are no Sundays
in our world.
None.

You said it.
The job comes first.

You said it.
You said
and you've learned well.

You're startin'
to make me proud.
I'm not you.

You're pretty close.

Just take the fuckin' medicine,
Al, okay?
It's halfway down...

You need a vacation.
For what?

You need a week
on a beach.

This is my beach.
I love it here.

There is no absolution, Al.
All right?

There is no washing out
what we do.

Unless of course,
you try that Jesus guy.

I mean, they say
he's very forgiving.

They also say,
"Thou shall not kill."

And you and I have
put up some serious numbers,
young lady.

Fuck.

[tires screech]

We're not there to
keep the peace, all right?
There was no peace.

We were there
to limit the violence.

[tires screech]

-[engine revs]
-Get back!

That's all it takes
for a guy to take a risk,

for a guy
to do the right thing.

-[shouting]
-[guard] Asian male,
approaching. Please advise.

-[guard] Stop there.
-[speaking in foreign language]

-[overlapping talking]
-[klaxon blaring]

[guard on radio] Be advised
we have one male subject
right at the front gate.

[klaxon blaring]

[scoffs]
People are rarely rational.

[man] Spread out.
A gift.

People are highly
self-destructive.

On your knees.

Definition
of an unknown known
is a thing which exists

but which you do not know about,
and which you cannot
even imagine.

[guard 1] Back up!
End of the road.

[guard 2]
Let me see both hands!

Back. Get back!
On your fucking knees.

Put your hands in the air.

[indistinct chatter]

[handcuffs ratcheting]

[Silva] Most sources lie
right to your face.

When they have what you need,
they know they have the power.

[helicopter whirring]

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking Russian]

[whirring]

[speaking Russian]

-That's my asset.
-Who is he?

-Li Noor.
-I don't wanna know his name,
what he does for a living.

I wanna know who is he.
A loner.

No kids, no family.
One hundred percent
accurate and reliable.

-You mark him
or he mark you?
-I marked him.

He says
he has the exact locations
of all six sets of cesium.

He's locked it on a disk.

He says only if we get him
out of the country

and give him asylum
will he open the disk.

-You gonna deal with this
or you want me to handle it?
-I got it.

[Doug]
This is serious, right?
Oh, very.

Oh, fuck.

This is an Ouroboros drive.

What the fuck
is that?

[woman] It means
it's gonna self-destruct.

The entire program's gonna
eat itself in eight hours.
It's gonna be gone.

[Silva] He's smart.
Timer's his insurance
so he gets what he wants.

[speaking Indonesian]

[in English]
No, I didn't.

You didn't?

Open the disk, Li.

[speaks Indonesian]

I want out
of the country.

The information on the disk

will lead to the safe return
of the stolen cesium

and to the complete
political collapse
of the country.

Which country?

The country
you're currently sitting in.

[Li speaks Indonesian]

Are you under the impression
that you're in a position
to make demands?

I tell you what I want,
and you give it to me.

Open the motherfucking
disk.

[sighs]

You're wasting time.

Do you think that because
I'm a woman I'm less capable
of extreme violence?

I'll go get a sledgehammer...

and an ice ax,
and I will fuck you up.

Take a closer look
at the paintings.

Li was a man of his word.

He gave us the exact
location of the cesium.

[crackling]

He was telling us the truth
on the crate.

So we took him at his word
on the remaining
cesium locations.

Certain operations require
a level of violence...

not palatable to most people

and certain operations require
a higher level of deniability.

This is Overwatch,
John.
Give me a moment.

You and I both know that
this is an Overwatch operation.

What was that thing about
"unadvisedly or lightly?"

Oh, some things
should not be entered into
unadvisedly or lightly

but reverently, discretely,
advisedly, soberly
and in the fear of God? That?

-Yeah.
-That's the thing.

I'm not gonna
authorize it, Jimmy.
But you can warm him up.

Oh, I'm gonna warm him up.
Discreetly.

Discreetly.

[beeps]

[beeps]

[Silva]
I really don't like diplomats.

Diplomacy never works
once the match has been lit
to start the fire.

"Oh, look at that fire.
Let's drink tea and talk
about hearts and minds."

No, I don't think so.

[man]
I'm movin' in.

[man] How can I help
you gentlemen?

I'm here
to see Ambassador Brady.

[man] All right, we're good!

He won't talk.
He doesn't feel safe.

What, does he wanna go back
outside? 'Cause I'm not sure
he'll feel safe there, either.

Listen up.
We have a situation.

Deputy Foreign Minister
is here.
He wants the cop.

Whatever you guys
are doing here,
I suggest you chop-chop.

That makes things
more interesting.
Do not give him up, Brady.

Wasn't planning
on giving him up. You have
other advice for me?

-Anything else?
You sure?
-No.

Makin'
a friendly suggestion.
Thank you.

You cracked it yet?
I'm gonna need
a little more time.

You need time?
I don't have any time.

Didn't they teach you
about cesium at Harvard?
I didn't go to Harvard.

You didn't graduate
with Mark Zuckerberg?

-Actually, Mark Zuckerberg
didn't graduate--
-I'm not talking to you!

Were you born on
second base or third?
I can't remember.

-I'm from Scottsdale, Arizona--
-I don't give a shit!

They didn't teach you
anything about cesium at MIT?
I didn't go to MIT.

Let me give you
a little science lesson.

You know what happens
when you ionize a protein?

You read Hiroshima
by John Hersey?

Pulitzer-Prize winning writer,
essay on the atom bomb?

'Cause John Hersey
wrote about the survivors.

About how he reached out
to take the hands of women

in the wake of the bombing
in Japan and their skin
slipped off like gloves.

And then you know
what happens next?
Your kidneys fail.

Your lungs collapse.
You cannot breathe,
cannot think.

Your thyroid
just evaporates,
all right?

Then your
lymphocyte count
takes a nose dive!

-Jimmy.
-We're looking at
approximately 60,000 people

becoming Jell-O
on our watch.

That's what this shit does.

Cesium-139 is Hiroshima
and Nagasaki combined.

Only you don't need
sophisticated planes
to place it.

You only need a kid
who can empty an envelope
on a sidewalk!

Do your job
and crack the code.
[sighs]

You know,
I think I'll go meet
the new Deputy Foreign Minister.

What exactly is Silva's
psychological problem?

He doesn't like
computer people.

[Sam] Fuckin' nerds.

[speaks Russian]

[beeps]

What is your name?
Li Noor.

-Repeat after me.
Blue.
-Blue.

-Strange.
-Strange.

-Coffee.
-Coffee.

-Egg.
-Egg.

-Do you know what it
feels like to fall in love?
-Dangerous.

-What does it feel
like to kill a man?
-Nothing.

-[beeps]
-[doctor] Repeat after me.

-Green.
-Green.

-White.
-White.

-Are you an agent of
the Israeli government?
-No.

-Are you an agent of
the Pakistani government?
-No.

Are you involved in
espionage against
your own government?

Yes.
[exhales]

-Do you possess the code
to open the disk?
-Yes.

Can we trust you?

Yes.

-Romeo.
-Romeo.

-Juliet.
-Juliet.

Where is that code?

In my mind.

If transported to
the United States,
will you open it?

Yes.

Two cups of sugar

and a cup of blueberries,
you f--

Oh, you piece of shit.

[monitor beeping]

[voice on PA]
[helicopter whirring]

So, here's the thing.
We take our requests
for asylum extremely seriously.

If you have him, Brady,
we'd like him back.
That's all.

He's wanted
for espionage.

Espionage?
Yes.

-What do you mean?
-How's everybody doin'?

If you have him,
we would very much
like him back.

Somebody lose a dog?

Devonshire, you have a walk in.
[mutters]
Fuck.

Devonshire, you have a walk in.

You good?
[inhales] Yes.

[in Indonesian]

-[door locks]
-[screams]

[screaming]

[shouts]

[shouts]

He's crying wolf.

He's a witch.

A witch?
Like, a good witch
or a wicked witch?

Like a witch
with a big nose and a broom?

Axel, this is
a friendly meeting.

We're talkin' about
a corrupt, low-level cop.

I think the fact that
you're sitting here indicates
he's not so low-level.

[screams]

[bones cracking]

[shouts]

[screams]

[chatter, indistinct]

[alarms beeping]

I can assure you
that the appropriate choice
is to hand him over.

You assure me?
I mean, can you assure me that

those circling helicopters
are in our airspace

for a cop not
worth my time?

-Jimmy.
-Do you know
how airspace works?

There's, like, a silo that
goes up from this building
all the way up to heaven.

You send choppers
into that silo,

-you're in violation,
speakin' of what's appropriate.
-[Brady] Jimmy.

-[phone rings]
-[snaps band]

I'm just stating the facts.

-This is Brady.
-[whispers] Be careful.

[quietly]
Oh, you fuckin' be careful.

[chuckles]
[Brady]
Where were they found?

-Is the situation
contained?
-You should trust me, James.

[Brady] I'll handle it.
It's good for your health.

Do you have men wandering
our embassy?

Absolutely not.
[Brady] Good.

Because men
who were wandering the embassy

are now absolutely dead.

Let's go.

[mouths]
Bye-bye.

[panting]

[marine]
Get up!

Hands behind your head.

[exhales]

Hands behind your head!

Turn around!

About the fog of war,
imagine chaos on a battlefield.

Armies, tanks, smoke, fire.

But it depends
on your definition
of a battlefield.

A battlefield can be a room
with two people in it.

That's chaos. That's fog.

[blows landing]

The assassination
attempt

meant that Li had to be
a very high-value asset.

Or a direct threat to them.

Prepare
my resignation papers.

Either way,
we had to protect him.

Final boarding call.
[Silva] Warriors don't
wear uniforms anymore.

There are no uniforms in war.

Now the girl
who looks like your sister's
hippie friend on holiday

might be a weapon
of mass destruction.

The start of an operation
is just like
the start of anything else.

Everything could go right,
could go wrong.

Diplomacy is option one.

Military is option two.

When options one and option two
are abandoned,
there's only one thing left.

Which is us.

We are the third option.

Special situations teams,
special missions unit.

Smart people on short notice
to solve problems.

The two teams,
they are, by design,
2000 miles from one another.

The Overwatch location
is America's
most closely guarded secret.

[Russian chatter]

Mm-hmm.

[speaking Russian]

[man speaks Russian]

An op is a living thing.

Once you launch,
the op has a life of its own.

Sam, what's the op?
It's classified.

-The op is classified?
-Correct.

We don't need the attitude.

Your attitude is turning
into a real problem.

I'll work on it after
you go fuck yourself.
Okay, Victor?

[Bishop]
This is a Title 50
Overwatch Operation.

Overwatch protocols
will be in effect
for the next 180 minutes.

The package is Li Noor.

He spent seven years
in our host country's
elite tactical squads.

He has no known family.

The goal is to deliver
that package from here,

22 miles to our Angel.

Nine pounds of
radioactive isotope,

otherwise known as cesium-139,
otherwise known as Fear Powder,
is missing.

Mr. Noor
knows exactly where it is.

He has locked the information on
a disk, and it is deconstructing
even as we speak.

He wants asylum.
He wants America.

Only when we get him
to the plane...

[chirping]

...will he give us the code
to unlock the disk.

She can only stay on the ground
ten minutes.

So we are extremely limited.
Speed matters.

[man #5] Air is clear.
The flight tracker's normal.

-[band snaps]
-[metal injecting]

[Bishop] We have a team
of seven operators.

They are no longer employees
of the US Government.

They are engaged
in a higher form of patriotism.

They are ghosts.

[door beeps]

You're not a witch,
are you?

No.

Are you?

[engine starts]

[beeping]

Prepare for NAT changeover.
Ready?

And in five...

...four, three, two...

One.

[beeping]

[Bishop] Child 1, Mother,
we are active on new comms.

[speaking Russian]

[Silva]
Do I believe in Santa Claus?
No.

Tooth Fairy?
Uh-uh.

Did I believe that my
three ex-wives meant it

when they said
they would love me forever?

Absolutely fucking not.

Did I believe that
the comms were secure? Yes.

[radio chatter]

We all did.

Hello,
my old friend.

[Silva]
Yes, Mother. All good.

Do you have
your sneakers on?

Good to go.

Let's take a drive.

[helicopter whirring]

[pilot]
Angel to Mother,
we have wheels up.

Forty-seven mikes to LZ.

We'll be yo-yo
for the next 27 minutes.

[tires screeching]

So you're telling me
you really want to bring down
this government?

-Why don't you give me the code,
save us some trouble?
-No.

[chuckles]

Anonymity is a hard concept

for most coders to grasp

because it's a hard concept
for most men to grasp.

Most coders are men.

This was definitely
written by a woman.

[man on radio]
Our friend here has a bit
of an ego.

Do you know why people
commit espionage against
their own government?

-It's mainly money.
Right, Dougie?
-That's been my experience.

-Except, you're not into money.
Is that correct, Alice?
-Right.

It's not ideology.
Nobody's forcing you to do this.

There can only be one
other possible exception.

-You got a big ego.
-It's not ego.

It's everybody's downfall,
my friend.

Ego is not your amigo.

I'm gonna find out
what bitch wrote this script.

Change one number,
change the idea.

The package will be received
in Ramstein, Germany.
[Silva] You're sayin' no?

You don't know me.
[Silva] No, I don't know you.

This government destroyed
my family.

Oh.

When that shit goes down,
you can't go to a grocery store.

'Cause nothing's refrigerated.
Where you gonna get your milk?

Very lucrative business.

If you get
the Ferrari of goats,
it's pretty expensive.

You wanna text me a link
when, uh, we're done with this?

[Silva] Check out how calm
Meditation Mike is.

-You feelin' calm, Alice?
-Not even a little bit.
Are you?

-I'm totally calm.
-That's because
you're mentally unstable.

Thank you.

[Silva on radio]
Mother, Child 1.

Startin' to slow down here.
You got another route for us?

[man #3]
Yeah, there's an incident on
this route three blocks ahead.

-Rerouting now.
-You want me to clear out
some of this traffic?

-I could pick 'em off, sir.
Clear now.
-[Bishop] Maybe later.

-How is Angel?
-We're green across
the board, sir.

Cruising at 40,000 feet.

[man #3] Child 1.
Switching to alternate route.

Take your next right and
we'll green-light you through
the next three intersections.

[Bishop] Slow your roll.

All this Snapchattin',
and Facebookin'

and bookin' the face
and Instagrammin', sir.

Pick up a goddamn book.

Green.

Two, one.

[Bishop]
You're approaching a Y.
Bear left on the Y.

[Silva] Mother, Child 1.

Mother, Child 1,
nice job on the green light.

[radio chatter]

[man on radio]
Seeing additional traffic.

See if we could open that up.

Guys, you got to move south.

[radio chatter]

Bishop, I got seven motorcycles
approaching quickly.

-We got bikes, Dougie.
-I see 'em.

-[Sam] Who the fuck is that?
-[Silva] Dougie, Dougie, Dougie.

Get right! Get right!

[radio static]

Where'd that come from?

[Sam] Fuck!
Watch that motorcycle.

-On your left!
Dougie, go right!
-Get right.

[man #3] Where's the signal?

Child 1, Mother, status?

[Silva]
Mother, Child 1.

Looks like the feds
are breaking contact.

[Bishop] Check the tape.
What'd we miss?

[man #5] Rewinding footage.

[video rewinding]

Bishop.

This motorcycle's
placed something
on the side of the vehicle.

[explosion]

[woman #2] Home base,
Gretzky, Reed, KIA.

[groans] God.

[Silva]
Mother, Child 1,
contact, contact.

Vehicle is down hard.

[signal whining]

[Silva]
Mother, we're surrounded.
Need help.

Multiple hostiles
behind vehicle.

Alice, go!

Back up, back up!
Mother, Child 1,
we're in contact. Major contact.

[gunfire]

[shouting in foreign language]

[Bishop]
Child 1, Mother, what is
the status of the package?

Mother, we have the package.

The car's down hard.
We're evac-ing now.

Sam. Get cover!

[groaning]

Mother, Child 1,
we need a new car.

-On it.
-[Bishop] They're gonna need
another route.

-Big eye,
what do you see?
-Yes, sir.

[crying]

[yelps]
Hey.

Breathe.
[exhales]

[Bishop] Scan all local
law enforcement.

I need to know
how much time we have.

[beeping]

[Rook] This car looks good.

Child 1, gray BMW, about
20 meters in front of you.

[gunfire continues]

Dougie, gray BMW,
20 meters, 1:00.

-Yes.
-Get it!

[Silva]
Dougie, keep your 12:00.

I'm gonna fight the fuck
out of these motherfuckers.

[Bishop]
Stay with the package.

[shouting in Indonesian]

Fuck!

Ready?

Let's go!
We're getting out of here now.

Fuck!

[Bishop]
Where'd that come from?

Silva!

[woman #2]
Threat, 1:00.

Blue jacket, magazine stand,
grenade launcher.

[woman #2] Two threats advancing
toward the package
from the right side.

Get down, Dougie!

[Bishop]
Child 1, stay with the package.

Child 1, cover the package.

[coughing]

[tires screeching]

[car alarm wailing]

BMW, now. Go!

Look at me.

[gasps]

I'm done.

You did good.

Child 1, get out.
Now.

Go, go, go.

[tires squealing]

[signal whining]

-[Doug] What the hell
happened back there?
-Our car is made.

We need a safe house.
We need to regroup immediately.

[speaking Indonesian]

-How far is it?
-[man #3] 2.3 miles ahead.

Is this your idea of justice,
huh? Shut your mouth.

-Is it secure?
-I had three hours
to vet the playground.

No, fuck vetting!
I don't wanna hear vetting!

Is it secure?

You know what?
I want the code.
And I want the code now!

I don't give a shit
about your family.

I don't give a fuck
if you had three hours.

I'll take you,
and I throw you out the side.

Access with high
confidence.

It's secure.

See?
That's all I needed.

High degree of confidence.

Take me to the airport.
I'll give you what you want.

[Bishop]
Take the next two rights.

[tires screeching]

Take the next left.

2-1-4-7-2 is your intro.

Third garage on the right.

[woman] 2-14?
7-2.

[brakes squeal]

[woman]
Getting in the networks.

Visuals up.

[man #3] Contact is bald.
Male, 48 years old. Blue shirt.

[speaking Indonesian]

[woman]
Examining for possible threats.

[man #4] Do you have
any identifiable threats?

Weapons? Any hostiles?

[man #3]
No anomalous behavior detected.

[Bishop] Clean vehicle
will be there in six.

[repeating]

[speaking Russian]

[woman #2]
Noor files downloaded.

Looks like maybe a study abroad
during university.

Why would that be
redacted?

[radio: speaking Indonesian]

[man] We need all police
to clear out
the West Papua district.

[man #3] Be advised.
Police are being ordered to
clear out of the area.

[Silva]
Let's get ready to move.

Jimmy, we don't leave
the reservation.

[man #5] We got
armed motorcyclists.

[Bishop] Armed motorcycles on
either side of the entrance
to the bakery.

[woman #2] Angel, Knight.
Unexpected delay.

[Bishop]
Get the fuck out of there.

Attack on American office
is an act of war.

I need him back right now.

I'm gonna give you
some advice.

You ready?

Stop.

Do you hear me?

Stop.

This is
nothin' personal, man.

-I'm just doing my job.
-I'm just doin' mine.

[man #5] I got the scope.
Want me to take the shot?

-No.
-Please, sir?

I heard there was
a little unfortunate incident
on the highway.

Oh, a little incident?

I would really hate for it
to happen again.

Are you threatening me?

We'll do this
however you wanna do it.

-You gonna keep coming at me
until you kill us all?
-Yeah.

That's a weird fuckin' game,
but, okay, I'll play.

You have
home court advantage.
You have a larger team.

Unlimited resources due to
the support of a phenomenally
corrupt government

willing to kill
innocent citizens.

Plus, a local special forces
which we designed,

and trained
and built for you.

Stop monologuing,
you bipolar fuck.

I thinks he's more
manic depressed.

Or a narcissistic disorder?

-Dissociative disorder.
-He's just an asshole.

And let's not forget about
you absolutely medieval
moral compass

and nasty thirst
for bloodshed

for which there has been
no legal repercussion

because you do not operate
under any rule of law.

You're chaos.
That's right, Jimmy.

But you know what?
What's that, Jimmy?

I think I might just be
a little worse.

[Bishop] Child 1, Mother,
move the package now.

Get him in the car now.
Let's go.

Let's go.

Bomb!
Get down now!

[shouting]

[screaming]

Child 1, Mother.

Status, please?
[hammer cocks]

[car alarms wailing]

[grunts]

[coughs]

[alarm beeping]

Shit. Anywhere else?

I don't think so.

Let's go.

[yelling]

-Get in the fucking car now!
-Let's go.

[cries]

[groans]

[Bishop]
Child 1, gunmen.

[Silva]
Go, move!

I've got package in tow.

[cars honking]

Okay.

[screams]

-Alice, status?
-He's fine.

[screams]

Come on, Dougie.
Get your shit together!

-He's fine.
Just keep fuckin' driving.
-You pull this shit on me now?

Mother, package in tow.
We have one critical.
We need a new vehicle ASAP.

-What's the ETA on the plane?
-Twenty-two minutes.

How many miles out are we?
Twelve.

Child 1, no time.

Get your ass
to the airstrip now.

I copy, Mother.
We'll see this to the end.

[man shouting
in foreign language]

Get him in the building
behind us.

Get out of my face.

Go.

[speaking Indonesian]

Now.

[Silva] I got you.
Get up.

You've got it?

Uh, Paradise
Apartment Complex.

-[groaning]
-I got you. I got you.

[shouting in foreign language]

All right,
you give him hell, Dougie.

Hey, you just get him
to the airport.

I will.

All right, brother.

Every normal man
must be tempted at times...

Alice?

- ...to spit upon his hands...
-[Silva] Alice?

Fuck.

...hoist the black flag...

[Doug]
Silva, you better be moving.

...and begin slitting throats.

[groans]

[grunts]

[coughing]

[coughing]

[gunshot]

[Silva] Fuck.

[signal whining]

-We got a car?
-[Rook] I do.

Mother, Child 1,
you gotta get us
a way outta here.

ASAP.
Child 1, working on extraction.

Point,
get to the south staircase.

I repeat:
get to the south staircase.

[Silva] Copy, heading south.

Sir, I've got eyes.

[Silva] Come on.

Mother,
we're on the fourth level.
What's the route?

How the fuck
do I get outta here?

Extraction point is at the end
of the second hallway,
coming up on your right.

Child 1, exit is 20 yards
in front of you-- R447.

That will take you
to the extraction point
in the rear courtyard.

Shit! Back up!
Back up! Back up!

Go!

Fuck!

Move, move.
Back up!

[speaking foreign language]

Back up! Back up! Now!

[Knight] They're separated.

[shouting in foreign language]

[Alice] Fuck!

Jimmy, do you copy?
Jimmy, do you copy?

Mother, I have the package.
Do you have eyes on Alice?

Mother?
Negative.

Child 1, reroute us.

The route out is
directly behind you.
Take it.

Stairwell, Romeo 445.

No.
[Bishop] Child 1...

No what?
No.

I want a route to Alice.
Reroute me to Alice now.

[pilot]
Pick up then go fuel.
Where's the package?

[pilot 2]
Ten minutes. We're counting.

Child 1, it's time.

Do you understand a little girl
who calls her mother every day

because she misses her
because her mother is not home
with her.

She is here with you.
She is here for you!

[man shouting
in foreign language]

-Option one,
open the disk and end this.
-Child 1, exit.

Option two,
we let her die.

Repeat.
The order is to exit.

Now.

Let's go get her.

Let's go get her.

Son of a bitch.

Do not fuck me.

Let's go.

Mother, Child 1,
make it dark in here.

[Bishop] Fine.

[gunfire]

Go!

[shouting in foreign language]

[speaking Indonesian]

[radio static]

Silva, do you copy?

Silva, do you copy?
Silva, do you copy?

[man speaking foreign language]

[man shouting
in foreign language]

[shouting]

[muffled crying]

Hey, Jimmy! All you had to do
was hand him over.

Who? You mean
the low-level cop?

Oh, what's the rush, Jimmy?
You got somewhere to be?
Fuck you.

I could do this
all day, baby.

[panting]

Please. I'm a...

[cries]
Please, I'm a mother.
Please...

I have... I have a daughter.

[screams]

Hey, Jimmy. You and I,
we could have made
a great team.

You happen to have any more
.45-caliber ammo back there?

Here it is.

[grunting]

[man shouting
in foreign language]

No, no!

[gasping]

[beeping rapidly]

[Alice gasping]

Let's go. Now!
Move!

Fuckin' wasted ten minutes
coming back for you.

[echoing]
Child 1, Nissan pickup,
back parking lot.

Repeat.
At the back of the building.

[screaming]

Come on, come on!
Let's go.

[engine revs]

Mother, Child 1,
what's our route?

[man #3] Child 1,
stand by for new route.

[speaking Russian]

Child 1. Child 1.
The route is
directly behind you.

Take it.

[tires screeching]

[pilot] Engines turning.
[pilot 2] Copy. Roger.

[pilot 1] We're buttoned up.
Oscar, Mike.

[pilot 2] We're on deck.

The end of an operation
is euphoric.

[engine revving]

I mean, it's placing that
last piece in the puzzle.

[beeping]

You know
the euphoria cannot last,
and you...

[pilot 1]
We got ten mikes to bingo fuel.

Where is your package?

Window is closing.
We need to be wheels up, now!

Get your ass
to the airstrip now.

[Silva] Yeah,
I'm working on that.

Do you tell yourself
this one time...

[pilot 1]
We're all gonna die!
Hurry the fuck up!

...just might be different.

[beeping]

Just might be different.

[speaking Russian]

Like, today I just might be able
to just hold it, catch it...

[engine revving]

...in my hands
and look at it.

Tell them to stop the plane.
We're here.

[tires screech]

[Silva] Mother,
we don't have time for this.

-King?
-Yep.

Child 1, Mother,
my pleasure.

[King] Target acquired.

Take it.

Boom.

Let's go.

[laughs]

What's the status
of the plane?

[pilot 1] Well, she's hot.
We're rolling.

-Child 1...
-You tell those fuckers
to wait!

They're going to stay put,
no matter what.

-[woman #2]
Overwatch is requesting.
-Negative.

Window is closing.

Tell those pilots
I don't give a fuck!

[Silva] Tell them we're here.
We're on the runway now.

[pilot 1] Holy shit!
Abort, abort, abort.

[pilot 2] Abort, abort, about.
We're aborting.

[pilot 1]
Copy that, we're aborting.

-Tell me where
the package is at.
-Copy.

Let's go. Move.

-[signal whining]
-Code, now!

Hey, you got something
for me now?

R-O-Z-H-D-E-S-T-V-O.

1-1-1.

Mother, Child 1,
Rebel, Oz...

[woman on radio]
R-O--

Yes. T-V-O, 1-1-1.

This is a hard line of work.
What line is that?
Witchcraft?

Our line.

We're not in the same line.

Respectfully.
Respectfully, we are.

[signal beeping rapidly]

It stopped.
The clock stopped.

We have five locations
of the cesium.

Five locations
have been confirmed.

They're being sent to Langley.

[Bishop] He's clear.
Put him on the plane.

Go.

[guard] Hands up.

Feet apart.

He's clear.
This might actually work.

-[pilot 2] Okay, we're rolling.
-[pilot 1] Let's move. Let's
get this package out of here.

[Silva] You got six days. Go.

Go be a mother.

Go. Get out.

I'll be back in five.

Oh, hey.

Say hello
to your mother for me.

My what?
Say hello to who?

What the fuck did you say?

[crew shouting]

Kidding me.

-[beeping rapidly]
-[pilot 2] 421,
we're clear for takeoff.

What're you doing?

[woman #2] It's odd.
They're spiking.

Maybe he doesn't
like planes.

[speaking Russian]

-[woman #2] Bishop.
-[King] Nothing's responding.

Look.
It's taking over our computer.

It's not done encoding.

Who is that?
Who is that?

What is this?

Meditation, Alice.

Keep me focused
on the job.

The code is Russian.

Jesus,
this whole thing's Russian.

The code word is Russian
for "Christmas..."

[man]
This is 111 Christmas.

[Alice]
Is it Christmas Street?

It's a Trojan Horse op.

[pilot 1]
Take off, wheels up.

He's not a double agent.

He's a triple agent.

-My God.
-He's a Russian.

Child 1, Mother.
Keep them on the ground.

I repeat. Keep them on the--

Gotcha.

[Alice] No!

[Silva]
This was a very simple story.

Killed the wrong kid.

[news anchor]
Eighteen years of age...

[Silva]
A mother lost her son,

and it turns out she was
a very powerful lady.

[radio chatter]

Failure of imagination.

[man] You mean the death
of Overwatch?

Death of what?

Overwatch.

Now you were the target.

[pilot] Mayday. Package is armed
and attempting hostile take--

He did everything right.

He was unpredictable.
Highly trained.

Recruited when he was young.

He convinced us
he did not trust us,

and then convinced us
to trust him.

[man] Do you wanna talk
about Alice?

Do you want to talk about
what happened on that airplane?

[pilot] Mayday, Mayday, Mayday.
Cockpit has been breached.

Package is armed.
Direct to immediate LZ.

No.

-[Silva] You already know this.
-[man] Tell me again.

I've already
gone over this with you.

They activated him
to make us activate Overwatch.

Say hello
to your mother for me.

[Silva] Bishop, come in.
Can you hear me?

Can you hear me? Bishop?

I think there is no defense
against someone willing to die.

Someone capable of cultivating
our trust by offering us

the one thing that we want
and the one thing that we need.

That's a real weapon
of mass destruction.

A killer
who looks like a hero.

[rubber band snaps]

The great game continues.

Today was yours.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[hip-hop intro]

♪ Are you ready? ♪
Oh!

♪ Is you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ You say you ready
Whole squad ready ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Are you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Whole squad ready ♪

♪ We came here to see
Just what you got ♪
Ohh!

♪ No, no, no
Not on my watch ♪
No way!

♪ Bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪
Hey!

♪ You can bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪

♪ Ridin' with them killers ♪

♪ It's time to see
Who be realer ♪

♪ Unload it
Empty the clip on 'em ♪

♪ Make sure these people
Feel it ♪

♪ Been like Reggie Miller
Don't move or I'm-a hit you ♪

♪ Cop a pound
Turn it to you ♪

♪ I call it Thrilla-Manila ♪
Hey!

♪ Scope on the bean
No more shin-picks
Hit you from distance ♪

♪ We came out the trenches
With extensions
God as my witness ♪♪

♪ I got to get
That first shot off
Before that bullet hit me ♪

♪ Ain't got to worry
About looking back
When my squad with me ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪
Hey!

♪ Is you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ You say you ready
Whole squad ready ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Are you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Whole squad ready ♪

♪ We came here to see
Check what you got ♪
Ohh!

♪ No, no, no
Not on my watch ♪
No way!

♪ Bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪
Hey!

♪ You can bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪

♪ Hoppin' out the trunk
With the killers
Lookin' like "Thriller" ♪

♪ I'm ready for the millions
Talk to myself in the mirror ♪

♪ Is you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ Jump off in that Bentley
With no ceiling ♪

♪ Is you ready? Is you? ♪

♪ Sick of takin' losses
Time for winnin' ♪

♪ Can't hang with us
Can't bang with us ♪

♪ They know we armed
And dangerous ♪

♪ If you think you fuckin'
With my squad ♪
♪ Better hang it up ♪

♪ We been grindin' hard ♪
♪ Can't take that from us ♪

♪ We been grindin' hard
On the jump ♪

♪ Can't take that from us ♪
Nah!

♪ Are you ready? ♪
Hey!

♪ Is you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ You say you ready
Whole squad ready ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Are you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Whole squad ready ♪

♪ We came here to see
Just what you got ♪
Ohh!

♪ No, no, no
Not on my watch ♪
No way!

♪ Bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪
Hey!

♪ You can bring what you got
I'm going to the top ♪

Whoo!

♪ Bring what you got ♪
Hey, hey

Hey, hey
♪ Bring what you got ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I'm going to the top ♪

Hey, hey
♪ I'm going to the top ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪
Hey!

♪ Is you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ You say you ready
Whole squad ready ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Are you ready? ♪
Ready!

♪ Is you ready?
Whole squad ready ♪

[ends]