All language subtitles for No.Easy.Days.S01E02_English

- Your mom tells me you've
made plans for your birthday.

- I'm going to the Saint
Patrick's Day Party

at the Josephine Lounge with
Mike and a few other friends.

[gunshots blasting]

[people screaming]

- 30 people dead
at that nightclub,

eight federal agents
have lost their lives,

and my daughter is missing!

Now, we need to take some
decisive action here!

- My father is supposed to be

the most powerful
man on the planet.

They don't want to hurt
or kill any more people.

- [Man On Phone] If I don't
get everything I asked for

in the next three
and a half hours,

[mumbling] explosives down
here to level the entire block.

- So don't test me on it!

- This letter to
congress temporarily
relinquishes the power

and the duties of
the presidency.

The moment you sign it,
it becomes effective.

- I, Robert Willis Carson,
will faithfully execute

the Office of the President
of the United States.

[timer beeping]

[dramatic music]

- Kel?

- Babe, oh my god!

- Oh my baby.

- God, it's so good to see you.

I'm so happy you're home.

[smooching]

I'm so happy.

- You have no idea,
you know that?

- How's my little sea lion?

- I'm alright. You?

- I'm good now that
I have you home.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

How long have I got
your for this time?

- About a week, I think.

- You mean we're
actually going to

get to have a weekend together?

- I think it is actually
kind of probable.

- That's awesome.

[phone ringing]

[voicemail beeping]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[glasses clinking]

Kel.

- Mm-hmm?

- I've been thinking.

I know that your parents
are a little bit old fash--

- Oh god, what about my parents?

- I know that they
would find it hard

to accept you having kids
without being married.

- Do you think?

It took them three months
to get over the shock

of us sort of living together.

- Exactly.

That's why I thought that, well.

I thought.

Maybe.

- Oh my god.

Oh my god.

[phone ringing]

Oh my god.

That is beautiful.

Oh my.

Just let me hear you say it.

- Kelly, will you marry me?

[phone ringing]

- Chris, this would
be so perfect.

Can you just, you know.

The phone, sorry.

[phone ringing]

- I got to take it, baby.

It's work.

Hello?

Yeah.

On my way.

Unit needs me, baby.

State of emergency.

- Go.

It's good, it's fine.

- But I love you,
and I'm so sorry,

and we will continue this, okay?

Alright?

You're beautiful.

- Go.

Just be careful.

- I'm sorry, okay?
- I know.

- I love you.

[laughing]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[timer beeping]

[people chattering]
[sirens blaring]

- My director or the.

Oh, great.

Two million men in the
United States Armed Services

and they send you.

This is exactly what
I needed tonight.

- Oh, good to see
you again too, Dan.

Commander Christopher Lowe.

I'm with the Naval Special
Warfare Development Group.

- Dawn Nelson, Deputy Director
of the Secret Service.

- I understand you
lost some men tonight.

My team and I, we're
very sorry for your loss.

- I thank you for
that, Commander.

So, I gather the two
of you know each other.

- Used to.

- Well, Special
Agent Murphy here

seems to think he's in charge.

- No, I know I'm in charge.

This is a Bureau investigation.

You don't like it?

Go up your chain of command.

- Alright, I'm going
to leave you two to it.

I'm going to go do something
a little bit more practical.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Hey.

- Yes sir commander.

What do you need?

- Okay, three things operator.

Number one, turn those
enthusiasm levels right down.

Alright?

Number two, stay within four
feet of me at all times.

If I go to take a piss, you're
in the latrine next to me.

Alright?

And number three,

don't do anything unless
I tell you to do it.

I know it's your
first week on the job

and you're going to learn a lot.

I don't want to have to
fill out the paperwork

if you go and get
yourself killed.

But don't worry.

I won't let that
happen, will I, boys?

- Thank you, sir.

[ominous music]

[typing on keyboard]
[computer beeping]

- The CCTV's off.

- Finally.

Where are we with
the radio jamming?

- We need to set up the unit

about half way so it
covers the whole structure.

Put it on.

Four seven should work.

- Alright.

Well, looks like we're going

for a bit of a walk
then, aren't we?

Team, I'm coming
up to floor seven.

- [Man Over Radio] Copy that.

- Hey.

Hey, you know none of
this is your fault, okay?

This is entirely
his responsibility.

He would have killed those
people no matter what.

We're both alive
because he needs us.

Alice, I can get us out of this.

I promise.

- You can't make a
promise like that, Mike.

You know you can't.

- I think I can.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Well, I can't think of
an easy way out of this,

so let me have your ideas,
ladies and gentlemen.

- I think we send our people
in now, Mister President.

We have a Seals
unit ready to go.

- I agree, Bob.

- Can we guarantee Alice's
safety in any assault?

- We can never do that, sir.

- But, we don't
know who they are,

so we don't know what
we're dealing with,

which is why I don't think

we put Alice's life in
jeopardy at the moment.

- I think I'm with you.

I'm conscious of what
you're saying, General,

but I think we need to
get some more intelligence

before we make a move.

Set your people
onto it right now.

- You know, I think
we'll leave you now,

let you get on with things.

Mister President will be
staying in the residence.

- Yes, of course.

That goes without saying.

We will all do everything we can

to get Alice home
as soon as possible.

- Thank you.

Thanks, Will.

Good night.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Done.

- Is that it?

- It's blocking all
radio frequencies

except the one that you're using

for about 40 meters
in all directions.

Leave it here on P7, it
will block every floor.

- Yeah, I could have
done that myself.

Right.

Get your arse down
to the bottom floor.

Keep working that.

- Every minute we waste
arguing is another minute

these clowns have to
fortify their position.

Why don't we make a move
before it's too late?

- No, we have to wait.

- But what for?

- We've escalated the
question of jurisdiction

up our chains of command.

We have to wait for an answer

to make its way back down to us.

You know, you actually
should contact Defense

so they can have input
into that conversation too.

- With all due respect, I
don't have to call anyone

to figure out who I
take my orders from.

Now, neither of you has
jurisdiction over me or my team.

While I wait for orders from
Special Operations Command,

perhaps we should
coordinate our efforts,

try to figure out some
plans for the building.

There's one scenario for
a situation like this.

- Oh god, don't say it.

- Gas.

We pump a nerve agent into
the ventilation system

and we knock everybody out.

- They're wearing
masks, you idiot.

What if they're gas masks?

- Would that work even with so
many people spread out over,

what is it, 14 floors?

- Got a better plan?

- Yeah, wait for instructions.

- Okay, we're both
on the track team.

We can be out that door in
five, maybe six seconds.

- It doesn't take five or
six seconds to shoot someone.

- Listen, no one's
paying attention to us.

They're all busy.

We've only got to
worry about that guy.

And if we can overpower him
or distract him, we're gone.

- How?

- What?

- I can't believe you.

- No, I just thought
it might come in handy.

- To spike my drink?

- No.

Anyway, if we can slip
this in his drink,

then he might be
dazed long enough

for us to get out of here.

[crying]

- Hey, Paul.

You go on up.

I need to grab something
from my office.

- No, I'll wait for you.

- No, no, no.

Please, it's okay.

- Are you sure?

- I'd prefer if someone
was in the residency

in case something happens.

- Okay, sure.

- Oh no, it's alright, Rick.

Let her in.

Mister President, is it alright?

- Of course.

- Come on, guys.

Give me something.

Anything.

- And we stopped them
getting even more publicity

by shutting down the internet.

- Can we even do that?

- Technically yes, we can.

I wouldn't be shutting
the internet off

so much as disrupting
it a great deal.

However, that would be
extremely unconstitutional.

- So, we'll take that
as a no, correct?

- Anybody got anything else?

- [Man Over Phone] Maybe
the date's significant,

Mister President.

- How do you mean?

- Well, it is Saint
Patrick's Day, sir.

It could be a renegade
faction of the IRA.

- Okay, when I said anything,
I didn't mean anything.

I mean, do you have any idea
what you're talking about?

I'm Irish!

I know about Saint
Patrick's Day.

So far, we've had Osama
Bin Laden and the IRA.

If it was Martin
Luther King Day,

I guess you would be telling
me that it was the work

of a reincarnation of Malcolm X.

- Excuse me, Mister President.

- Yes, Missus Reynolds.

We value your contribution.

- Mister President,
does it really matter

who the kidnappers are?

Do we really have
the time to waste

trying to figure
out who they are?

What if they've already
booby trapped the building?

What if they've
already killed Alice?

- You can't think like that.

- I can't help but
think like that, sir.

That's my daughter in there.

And no one here seems
to be doing a damn thing

to try to rescue her
before it's too late.

- I'm just trying to understand
what I'm dealing with

before I deploy any troops

and to not put Alice and the
other hostages in any danger.

- That's baloney.

I only know what I've
seen on the TV news,

but you seem to have
spent the last five years

bellowing about the importance
of making a show of strength

when your country is challenged,

yet here you sit
pussyfooting around!

No, Andy, someone's
got to say this.

This man is all
mouth and no action.

I'm gonna make you a cast iron
promise, President Carson.

If anything happens to
my daughter tonight,

I'm going to make
it my life's work

to make sure that
history reflects the fact

that your first action
on briefly taking office

was to sit around with your
thumb up your ass for two hours

while you admired the word
President before your name!

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Take a look at this.

This is a list of the people

the kidnappers demand
to be pardoned.

Please look at the
last four names.

Do they look familiar to you?

- No.

- Well, they looked familiar
to me, so I Googled them.

The first two are the men who
shot McKinley and Garfield.

The second two are the men

who tried to shoot
FDR and Truman.

- Well, that can't be right.

- Sir, I'm afraid it is, and
this is not looking good.

- So, you still think
they're not jokers?

- Well, jokers or not, I
want you all to listen up.

I hope we can get Alice Reynolds
back in one piece and soon,

I truly do.

But I truly believe
that this country

should not negotiate
with terrorists, and
I will not do so.

Alice Reynolds' life is
fragile and precious,

but so is democratic government,

and I will not jeopardize
one just to save the other.

These guys are going to have
to either give themselves up

or we're going to
be taking them out.

So, while hoping and
praying for the best,

you all should be
preparing for the worst.

If it takes a blood bath to
end this thing, so be it.

That's all.

Let's get to it.

- Mister President.

- One other thing.

I'll work with you all tonight
because you're all I have

and you're better than nothing,

but when the sun rises
on the Carson Presidency,

I'm gonna want my own team in
this office and by my side.

- Mister President.

- The Carson Presidency
is just an exceptional

and temporary measure.

When this is all resolved,

you will no longer
be the President.

- You can leave.

- Sir.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- I need you guys to keep
the crowd behind that tape

and make sure that news crew
doesn't get in my face again,

you got it?

Okay.

- Listen, we've got to stop

kicking this can
down this road, okay?

Now, we know that 20 minutes
ago, Alice was alive,

but what about 20
minutes from now?

Listen, my men are here.

We are ready.

We are equipped.

Lieutenant Mantoff here is a
[mumbling] hostage extractor.

God damn it!

Now, I'm going to recommend
to the command that we go in.

They'll probably run it
by the President first,

and if he agrees--

- That's gonna delay
things a little bit.

- Well, surely Carson will be
in favor of us going in there.

- He's asked for more intel.

- Well, great.

We can get it for him.

We'll go in, figure out how
many hostages they have,

how many terrorists they are,

whether or not they have masks.

- I'm all in favor
of you guys doing

whatever it is you gotta do,

but for now, you're gonna
have to conduct your intel

from outside the building.

Just see what you can find
out at street level first.

Okay, maybe by then,

we'll have an answer
from the White House.

- Looks like you'll have to
wait a little bit longer.

- You do realize this
girl's going to be dead

before too much
longer, don't you?

This is a ticking
time bomb, Murphy.

They gave us just three
hours to meet their demands,

and so far, nothing's been done.

I don't know why I expected
anything less from you,

especially after Afghanistan.

You know what?

You're not spineless.

It's worse than that.

You're still indecisive.

You're still afraid of
taking responsibility

and you're nothing
more than a coward.

[timer beeping]

Yes, sir.

- [Man Over Phone] Any progress?

- No.

- [Man Over Phone]
What's happening?

- Well, I'm afraid the
agencies on the scene

are wasting time, sir, trying
to decide who's in charge.

Now, I recommend an immediate
hard entry from my unit.

- [Man Over Phone]
I'm with you, Lowe,

and I am pushing Carson on that.

But let me be very
clear here, son.

We need direct clearance
from the President.

I'm fully aware of
how painfully slow

things are taking though.

In the meantime,
I want you to use

that legendary charm of yours

to gain the cooperation of
the other agencies involved.

You and I know that this
is a Seals operation,

but make them feel involved.

- Understood, sir.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Yes, thank you.

Look, I have to go.

I will call you back.

That would be great, thank you.

Did anything happen?

Is everything okay?

- No.

Just not used to not being
able to do something.

I feel so useless, Andy.

- We all feel useless right now.

- The Admiral.

- What about him?

- He said before that there
were troops at the garage.

- Yeah, there was a
Navy Seals unit there

and a Delta Force
unit on the way.

- Can you put me through

to the person in
charge of the Seals?

- Ma'am, I--

- But please.

God, this is Alice we're
talking about here.

[sighing]

- Could you patch me
through to the Commander

of the Navy Seal
unit at the garage?

Yes.

Yes.

This call never happened.

[phone ringing]
[people chattering]

- Hello?

- [Woman On Phone] I have
Andrew Whitmore on the line.

- Sure, put him through.

Whitmore, how can
I help you, sir?

- No, Commander.

This is not Andrew Whitmore.

This is Rita Reynolds.

- Oh, hello, Miss Reynolds.

I'm sorry, I wasn't
expecting you.

- No, I'm sorry.

I asked Andy to patch
me through to you.

- I'm very sorry
for what happened.

Hopefully, we can put things
right for you soon, ma'am.

- What's actually happening
over there, Commander?

Please be honest with me.

- Ma'am--

- Please, just
tell me, Commander.

- Miss Reynolds, I
just want to do my job.

With every minute that passes,

it becomes more and more
difficult for me to do that.

- What if I were to ask
you to take any opportunity

that presented itself
to launch an assault?

Would you do it?

Commander?

Commander, I think you know
under the circumstances,

we shouldn't be
speaking to each other.

- Yes, ma'am, I know,

but I'm not planning
on telling anybody.

- I appreciate that.

Commander, I also
appreciate your honesty,

so I am going to
be honest with you.

I'm not speaking to
you as the First Lady.

I'm speaking to you as
the mother of a hostage.

And I'm not even
speaking, I'm begging.

Please, Commander,

please, if you see any
opportunity to save my girl,

just take it.

- I wish it was
that easy, ma'am.

- But what complicates it?

- Well, any military
intervention now

needs a sign off
from the President.

We're all waiting on his word.

- Please, sir.

She's my only child.

She's my little girl.

I'm absolutely desperate.

Please just save Alice, please.

Help me and help your President.

Commander?

- I'm still here, ma'am.

I'll do what I can.

- Oh, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I don't know what else to say.

I promise you that
you are your unit

will be in my and
the President's
thoughts and prayers.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- Anthony, take a break.

- Yes.

- Thank you so much, thank you.

- You're welcome.

It's okay.

- He said he was going to--

- You know what?

It's better for everyone

that I don't know
what went on in there,

but Missus First
Lady, well done.

She's lucky to
have you as a mom.

- [President] Osama Bin Laden.

This is a joke, right?

- [Man Over Phone]
It's a prank, sir.

The man in the security footage

must have been wearing
latex fingerprints

to deliberately mislead us.

- Where the hell does someone
get latex fingerprints from?

- The rest of this operation's

been so successfully
run, Mister President,

I agree, it must be deliberate.

It's been designed to waste
our time and resources,

and I'm afraid that's
exactly what it's achieved.

- [Man Over Phone] Actually,
this is the kind of thing

that we and other agencies
around the world use.

We use them to disguise
the fingerprints of agents

who are compromised.

Sir, this kind of technology
has become so easily accessible

that everyone with the
right kind of software

and specialized
printers can make them.

It's a dead end.

- So, now what?

Does anybody have
any bright ideas?

- Sir, I appreciate how
difficult this situation is.

This has clearly been a
professional operation.

It's been well planned
and very well funded.

They made it effectively
impossible for us
to identify them

until they make contact with us,

so I'm afraid the only
thing we can do is wait.

[dramatic music]

- I want you to do
something for me,

but if you do, you
can get out of here.

Would you like that?

Take my hand.

I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to Polly.

Take my hand, Polly, and
everything will be okay.

Come on, let's take a walk.

Atta girl.

Come on.

- Alright, so what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna sneak up there
and if you see him turn.

Babe.

- Hey, what do you
think you're playing at?

- I was just trying to
get something to drink.

- Trying to get yourself
killed, more like.

Sit down.

Did you hear me, princess?

- Hey, man.

Take it easy.

She said she was
just getting a drink.

She's just a little thirsty.

- I said sit down.

I'm warning you.

I am in no mood for games.

Just sit down and don't move.

- Did you do it?

[sighing]

[mumbling]

- This is what's gonna happen.

In a few minutes, you're gonna
go just over there, okay?

When you do, we're
gonna open the shutter

and then you're gonna
walk slowly out.

Now, when you get
outside, Polly,

you've got to give
this piece of paper

to the most senior
FBI agent outside.

- Yes, I can do that.

- Are we all good, Dalton?

- [Dalton] Yes, sir.

- Perfect.

We have the right
woman for the job.

You take care now, Polly.

Make sure it's done.

- [Male Speaker]
Someone's coming out!

- [News Reporter] A woman is
exiting the parking garage

where the kidnappers

have President Paul Reynolds's
daughter Alice captive.

This isn't Alice.

It has to be one of
the other hostages.

Her movements are
slow and deliberate,

her hands raised above her head.

The police perimeter
is on high alert.

- It's alright, you're safe now.

Just keep coming towards us.

You're safe now.

It's alright.

Just keep coming towards us.

[gunshot blasting]

No!

- [News Reporter] We are
sorry to have broadcast

this terrible event and
apologize to you, the viewer.

The New York parking
garage hostage situation

has taken a lethal turn.

- This is our opportunity, boys.

I'm not gonna miss it.

Let's go, go, go, go.

- Stop this!

We don't have authorization!

Damn it.

- [News Reporter] Reports are
coming in that a combat team

has successfully
entered the garage.

- Who is that?

- Hopefully there's a calvary.

[people chattering]

[melancholy orchestral music]

[timer beeping]

- One, two, three.

- Mike.

[suspenseful music]

- Testing, testing.

Nothing.

Jammed the radio, sir.

I told you, Steve, this
ain't gonna be easy.

- Well, if it was easy,

they wouldn't have asked
us to take care of it, sir.

We'll just have to
be a bit careful.

- How astute of you.

Alright, let's do a little
recon on these clowns

and then we'll
determine a game plan.

Sound good?

- Agreed.

Two groups.

One up here, one down?

- Yeah, [mumbling] up here
and then take the stairs.

Just check the offices,
rendezvous on level six.

Sound good?

- Yes, sir.

- Gentlemen, [mumbling] deaf.

Oh ah.

- Oh ah.
- Oh ah.

- Come on, Alice.

Move.

- I can't go any faster.

- Alright, Alice,
we gotta keep going.

- I can't run any faster, Mike.

- Mister President.

- What is it?

- There's been some
movement at the garage, sir.

A hostage has been shot.

The terrorists raised the gate

and they shot her as
she walked through, sir.

- The sick sons of bitches.

Dear god.

- Also, sir.

- What?

- The Seals have
entered the garage.

- They've done what?

- They snuck in before
the gate was closed, sir.

- Oh, damn morons!

What the hell are
they playing at?!

- Well, Mister President--

- Aren't you supposed to have
your troops under control?

- Well, this action
wasn't ordered, sir.

- Damn right, it wasn't.

I'm the Commander in Chief

and I'd have remembered
if I'd given the order

to storm the building
with all guns blazing.

Jesus Christ!

- Why is this a
problem, Mister--

- It's a problem because
I didn't order it.

And it's put Alice Reynolds
life in even more danger.

We've already seen what
this group is capable of.

They clearly won't
hesitate to kill the girl

and now, we've given them
provocation to do just that.

Not to mention one girl

is hardly worth risking
an entire unit over.

Get them on the radio
or something and
order them out now!

- Yes, sir.

Right away.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- How are we doing
on the bomb rigging?

- Last floor, sir.

- Good.

Hey, hey.

- Hey, where are they?

- Nate, what the hell happened?

- I don't know, I was working.

- They've gone, sir.

- I can see they've gone.

Go!

- I want a sweep of every level.

Do it now.

- Hey.

Hey, what the hell?

Are you drunk?

Is he drunk?

You just sat there
whilst this happened?

Been dosed, you stupid idiot.

[gunshot blasting]

Who told you to
stop working, huh?

Are we in yet, Nate,

because I swear you
had a deadline to meet.

Are we in?

- No, not yet.

I'm just--

- Then find your keys
faster, Nate, and get me in!

- Sure, sure.

- How much longer, Nate?

- I have to wait
for them to log on.

It's gonna be soon.

- Because if they're
following protocol,

we should have been in by now.

That's what should happen.

Don't say anything!

Don't say another word, Nate,

unless you're gonna
tell me we're logged in.

[suspenseful music]

[timer beeping]

- Damn it. Come on.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[gunshot blasting]

- Dalton reckons that she
and that boyfriend of hers

have reached level six by now.

[gunshots blasting]

- Where did he go?

[phone ringing]

- I thought I said stay
off the hard lines.

- The military's
in the building.

- Where?

- At ground level.

[gunshots blasting]

[timer beeping]

[loud explosion]
[people crying]

- Baby, look at me.

- I can't--

- You gotta keep going, okay?

We gotta hurry, okay?

Come on.

Hey, come on.

Put your arm around me.

I got you.

Now, listen to me.

These stairs are blocked, okay?

So, we gotta go back to the--

- No, we can't go back in.

- We have to go through
the garage, okay?

- After the force and
volume of the detonation,

everything has now
gone eerily quiet.

The explosion has obviously
caused some casualties

among the law
enforcement personnel

stationed outside the garage,

and paramedics are now assisting
those who've been wounded.

But really, there are
two big unspoken fears

on the ground here.

- Yeah, give me [mumbling].

- The first is that those
troops who entered the garage

just moments before
the explosion

may have been caught
up in the blast.

- If they're dead,
I'm responsible.

- What do you mean?

- I spoke to the Commander.

I talked him into it.

- I don't understand.

- When we came up here from
the Oval Office and I said I,

I said I needed to grab
something from my office.

- Yeah.

- I went back downstairs.

I had Andy patch me through

to the Commander of the
Navy Seals at the garage.

- You what?

- He said nobody
was doing anything.

Nobody was taking any decisions.

Every passing minute
was another minute

that made it harder for
his men to rescue Alice.

Now, those men.

Oh, it's all my fault.

What have I done?

- You went over my head
is what you've done.

- What?

- How dare you make
a decision like that.

I recused myself and
five minutes later,

you're calling in the troops.

Who the hell do
you think you are?

- I'm her mother and
you're her father.

Stop trying to be the President.

Be Alice's father
for five minutes.

Try being my husband too.

Can you manage that?

Do you have time
in your schedule?

Do I have to book
an appointment?

- Come on.

[faint speaking]

It's not,

it's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

You did what you thought
was right at the time.

- Those Seals.

I decided that their lives were
less important than Alice's.

What possible right
did I have to do that?

- You did what any
scared mother would do.

- Yeah, but those men
probably had children too.

It's still, I played God.

I don't recognize
myself any more.

Where did this
arrogance come from,

this sense of entitlement?

- You didn't force those
Seals into the building, Rita.

They knew the risks
when they took the job.

They went into that building

'cause they thought they
could help the hostages.

That's their job.

For all we know,
the Seals and Alice,

all the other hostages
are just fine.

Here, drink that.

- Can you call Father
Thomas and have him visit?

- Why, it's after
three in the morning.

- Oh, please.

It would just make me feel
happier if you're here

and I could just talk with him.

- Alright, alright.

I'll talk to Andy.

I'll make sure he can get
through the lock down.

- It's all such a nightmare.

I can't believe
this has happened.

- Me neither.

- Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Hey.

- Are you hurt?

We're alright now.

My name is Alice
and this is Mike.

- Lena.

- Hi, Lena.

Do you know the building?

Do you know if there's
another way out?

- There's another
staircase over there.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Alice, that was close.

Wouldn't want to try
explaining that to your father.

We're Navy Seals.

We're here to get you out, okay?

- Oh my god, I'm so
happy to see you guys.

This is Mike.

- Hi.

- Lena.

- She works in the building.

She says she can
find us a way out.

- [Seal] Oh yeah?

- If the explosion hasn't
blocked the entrance,

we can go up this way.

- Okay.

- [Alice] What about
the other hostages?

- Our first priority

is going to have to be
to get you out, Alice.

We can take care of
the other hostages

and then take care
of the kidnappers

when we get some
more men in here.

Let's move out.

Hey.

[gunshots blasting]

[suspenseful music]

[timer beeping]

- We really should
have gone in earlier

because they had a chance
to dig themselves in.

- Don't tell me what we should

and shouldn't have done earlier.

Your men caused this, General,

by failing to await my orders.

- The Mayor's just
been found dead.

[sighing]

That ain't right.

The Mayor being found dead

and us not being
able to get the plans

for this building
on the same night.

- Send a SWAT team down
to City Hall right now.

[timer beeping]

[loud explosion]

- I'm not joking, Paul.

Get out.

Get out!

You don't get to be here!

Just get out!

- Give me the password.

- I don't know the password.

- Have fun.

[dramatic orchestral music]