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Malcolm.

The Vice President
is waiting.

All right.

Three hours ago,
there was an event

on the Russian/Chechen
border

involving a joint Russian/U.S.
nuclear inspection team.

They drove straight into
a Chechen rebel ambush.

Nine short-range
nuclear missiles

are now in the hands
of terrorists.

The missiles
are disarmed, right?

Not for long. They took
a hostage to reassemble them.

Dr. Eugene Bullock...

the D.o.D.'s top expert
in atomic weapons.

Any clue who the warlord is
behind all this?

Oh, yes.

Malik Ahmad.

- Please!
- _

First we asked for freedom,
and we were oppressed.

Then we begged
for it.

We were imprisoned.

And then
we fought for it.

And we were killed.

Now...
our enemies will die.

Ahmad uploaded this
as a recruitment video

half an hour ago.

So you knew this butcher from
your days in Special Forces?

He was in Afghanistan in '03
fighting with the Taliban.

That is, till they kicked him
out for being too extremist.

He slaughtered
an entire village

because they allowed my platoon
to dig them a well.

So how do we catch
this guy?

This guy's
a monster.

You don't catch him...
you kill him.

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So you really think

Olga's
gonna play ball,

maybe get us
some actionable intel?

Nicolas Volker sends her a bomb
as a break-up gift.

Yeah,
I think she'll play ball.

Dr. Gadaski
to Cardiology, stat.

Dr. Gadaski to Cardiology,
stat.

- Mmm!
- Jesus Christ.

Guys.

Don't blame them.

The bomb
gave me a concussion,

and the concussion
gave me a fever.

I was told you had something
to offer me.

Hmm?

Clearly,
I was wrong.

Nine missiles.

I know where Malik Ahmad
is holding Dr. Bullock.

As well as all those
nasty little missiles.

And by tomorrow, it will be
too late to ever get them back.

So how in God's name
does Olga know

where Bullock
and the missiles are?

Evidently, Ahmad's
one of her former clients.

He used her intel
to plan the ambush.

What else you got?

Olga refuses
to talk to anyone

other than the unknown operative
that captured her.

She was adamant.

I thought it wise
not to reveal the fact

that we haven't
identified him yet.

And when
will that be?

I don't know.
We're still working on it.

But my gut tells me
that this unknown operative

is one of ours.

Ours?

His wet work dovetails almost
exactly with the CIA's playbook.

I've already checked.

He's an orphan.

Contrary
to Edwin's chatter intercept

at the FBI water cooler,

the CIA is not behind
every global conspiracy.

Just the ones that go sideways.

Edwin, I know you have your
issues with managing stress,

so I'm gonna disregard
that remark.

Okay, great.

What about Ahmad?

Marine FORCON
is already infiltrating

the Eastern caucuses.

Right, and what are
the odds of finding him

in that
godforsaken wasteland?

Slim and none,
sir.

If Olga wants to tell me
where the missiles are,

let me talk to her.

It's a trap.

Two days ago,
she almost killed John.

Why should we
trust her today?

Well, you can trust she's trying
to save her own skin.

Volker's put a pretty big
bull's-eye on her forehead.

That's presuming you
can even make contact with her.

I mean,
the woman has 24-hour guards

on her own
hospital floor.

Not to mention the potential
for collateral damage.

We'll go with non-lethals...
bean-bag guns, tasers.

Well, then you're taking
all the risk.

That's my job.

John?

I broke protocol back there,
sorry.

No, no, this isn't about me
or my pride,

it's about Ahmad.

Olga gets me anywhere near
that son of a bitch,

I'm gonna
take him out.

No, you will not,
John.

Not if it gets in the way
of rescuing Bullock

and destroying
those missiles.

That is your mission,
not killing Ahmad.

Sources from the Pentagon say

that there's no danger that the
hijackers can activate the nuclear arms

and express confidence that
things will be moved quickly...

- Skazki.
- ...along with Dr. Eugene bullock.

- What?
- Fairy tales.

Pain Management to three west,

Pain Management to three west.

Okay,
I'm in play.

Copy that.

Shutting down
hospital video surveillance.

You're good to go.

Checking weather in the D.C. area...

Open up,
we're moving Petrovka.

...high in the 70s. Winds are gonna
be coming out of the Southwest...

Good morning.

Ah!

Volker sends his love.

I was afraid
you didn't get my message.

You're late.

You're ungrateful.

What's this?

A titanium
tracking collar.

That's a stupid way
to begin a negotiation.

If you double cross me,
Olga,

then I'll release your location
on the Dark Web.

I'm sure your old boyfriend
would be thrilled to know where you are.

I would have preferred
a bracelet.

You'd have just
chewed off your hand.

Oh, I'll take that
as a compliment.

Come on.

Down the hall
to the right.

Why me, Olga?
Why not the FBI?

I want
my freedom,

and the government
can't protect me.

In order
to vanish,

I need the help of the
second-best specialist I know.

Second-best,
huh?

You think
you're better than me?

No.
But Nicolas is.

No, no, no,
no, no, no, no!

No, no! Shit.

We need security now!
Level two, O.R. five!

Shotgun?

It's a bean-bag gun.

Seriously?

It's a long story.

Right. Left.

Hands up,
nobody move!

Attention all
visitors and hospital staff,

we're in lockdown.
Remain calm.

Security Situation Red.
Security Situation Red.

Ah!

We're in lockdown.

Remain calm.
Security Situation Red.

Damn!

Come on,
let's go!

Left!

Malcolm,
we need a new exit.

Second floor,
northeast corner.

Copy that.

Northeast side,
corner window.

- Hey, stop right there!
- Come on, come on!

Visitors and hospital staff,
we're in lockdown.

Remain calm.
Security Situation Red.

- We're trapped.
- Not yet. Come on!

- You've got nowhere to go!
- Hurry!

That's gonna hurt.

That was incredible.

Malcolm,
meet Olga.

You interrupted
my lunch.

Where did he go?
Come on.

Olga wants
a new identity

and $20 million
in a Swiss bank account.

And for that,

she will tell us
where Ahmad's headquarters is.

Tell us, no.
But she will take John there.

Okay,
where are they?

Right there.

Once we land,

we take the overnight train
to the Chechen border.

An old friend
will meet us there.

Really?

And who's this
old friend of yours?

I'll make you
a deal.

I'll tell you
who he is...

if you tell me
who...

you are.

I'm shy.

Oh, come on.
At least your name.

What do
I call you?

John.

John who?

Just John.

Fine.

Just John.

All units, all units,
we have all entrances and exits

to the hospital
sealed at this time.

What a screw up.

Our one shot
at recovering those missiles

flies out
a goddamn window.

I want to see
surveillance footage now.

Unfortunately, all cameras were
turned off during the attack.

Who does that
remind you of?

Our unknown operative.

- Yeah?
- Sir, we may have something.

This better not be
a fishing trip.

Okay.

So 3:10 A.M., 10 minutes
after your daughter was rescued,

this was taken
near the construction site.

Congratulations, Jerold.

You just caught
a minor traffic infraction.

No, our man is here,
he's just hidden.

Here,
I'll blow it up.

_

What?

Yes.

I'm definitely
starting to figure out

who you are,
Just John.

Yeah?

Why don't you
remind me?

I forget sometimes.

Judging by your accent, you come
from the Midwest somewhere.

Some depressed
little farming community.

Tell me
I'm wrong.

You're not wrong.

You're just
stating the obvious.

How is this,
then?

You weren't
born a killer.

You were made one.

Oh, and you put on
a good front.

But sometimes,
you give yourself away.

Do you want
to know how?

I want
to go to bed.

You're right.

We should sleep.

You do know
the bottom of our seats fold out

to form
one big bed.

We'll have more room
to lie down.

I like to rest like this...
upright and eyes open.

Afraid I'm gonna
cut your throat?

Pretty much.

Then you don't understand me
as well as I understand you.

Your eyes
are soft sometimes.

That's how I know
you weren't born a killer.

Hey.
I got your text.

What's the emergency?

Have a seat,
we need to talk.

You were a very stubborn kid,
you know that?

Your mom wanted to put you
in time-out all the time.

I said no.

You know why?

Unh-unh.

I saw character
in you.

I saw strength.

I did not
want to break that.

I'm confused, here,
Dad.

Is there
some kind of problem?

The problem
is I am a cop,

and you are a potential
accessory to a crime.

Come here. Let me
show you something.

These were my men.

Friends.

Dad, ugh!

This unknown operative,

the man you say rescued you from
Olga Petrovka, is my only lead.

Now, I know damn well
you lied to me, Missy.

I know
you got a good look at him.

Dad, I owe him my life.
I promised I...

You are not being loyal
to him right now,

you are being a traitor
to your country!

These men
died for us.

Their families
will never see them again.

I understand.
I...

Do whatever you want.

It would have been nice
if I stole a cab with a heater.

You think
this is cold?

This is nothing.

In Novosibirsk, my father would
take me hunting in this weather.

Are you kidding?
How old were you?

Oh,
10, 11, maybe.

What did you guys
hunt for?

Everything.

Birds,
deer, rabbits.

The first thing I killed
was a fox.

She was beautiful.

So white,
she almost melted in the snow.

We saw the steam
coming from her wound.

I thought her soul
was rising to the sky.

Papa was so proud.

You see, there was a time
when I had soft eyes, too.

Here's the man
who can get us to Ahmad.

Olga.

I'm so glad the rumors
of your death were wrong.

Yes, well,
if you're not making enemies,

you're not making money.

Mwah!

- Did you bring the dress?
- Of course.

And everything else
you requested.

I thought
you'd be alone.

Who's this?

I've been slowly
figuring that out.

_

That's a funny joke.

You could have
gotten us killed.

It was worth it
for the look on your face.

How did you know
I even spoke Russian?

On the train, you grabbed
the sugar packets for your tea

instead of the salt.

Come on.

You drive
while I dress, okay?

Fox story,
my ass.

Ah!

Ma'am, I just intercepted this
from an internal FBI communique.

Is that John?

Yes.

And if
they enhance the photo?

Then John is burned.

Can we stop them?

There's a piece of malware
that might work,

but it's got to be delivered
on site.

That guy back there was
Niko Kraxos, the arms dealer?

Yes.

We're old friends.

And you burned him
just like that?

I had no choice.

We need this car,
yes?

The license plate
is our invitation.

Invitation to what?

An auction.

Ahmad is selling some
of the missiles he captured.

And arms dealers from around
the world are flying in to bid.

How do you know
all this?

I buy
and sell intelligence.

It's my business
to know.

Hmm.

Ah. Prekrasna!

That's it?

That's the best
you can do?

Uh, well,
there's one other option.

The CIA
has a more powerful version

of facial-enhancement
software.

They call it Persona.

- The CIA.
- CIA.

Aah!

Mmm!

I love Champagne
in the morning.

Hmm?

I'll celebrate
after the mission,

when we get
those missiles back.

That is just stupid.

After the mission,
you may be dead.

To be alive another day
in our business,

that's enough
to celebrate.

Wow.

You must have been really fun
in high school.

Okay, kids,
please stay together.

Our next stop
is the FBI Forensic Lab.

My dad says that the FBI
is outdated.

Mm, next time,
bring your dad.

We'd love
to meet him.

Have you
shot anybody?

No.

_

_

- Jerold, safety meeting.
- What?

- Got to go!
- Oh, okay.

No,
you are.

L.O.L.

Hey,
who are you?

Hey,
who are you?

Well, I'm not the guy who left
his computer logged on, am I?

I am Special Agent Charles
Elliot, Internal Affairs,

and I've been waiting
for you, Jerold.

Sit down.

Uh, uh, I'm sorry,
what is... what is this?

Have you shared your password
with anyone?

No, why would I do that?

You can cut the belligerent
attitude, Jerold.

I'm trying
to help you.

Help me?

Someone has used your password
to hack into our mainframe.

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God.

Has anything
been compromised?

Well, now, you jumped to
that conclusion mighty quickly,

didn't you,
Jerold?

Well, I... I'm sorry,
I'm just scared.

I swear to God, I don't know
anything about this breach.

Mm-hmm.

Plug this in,
we'll see.

What is that?

It will help us
track down

whoever has been using
your password.

Unless, of course,
you're lying.

No, sir.

_

Takes a minute.

_

_

Oh,
that's strange.

What?
What... what is strange?

Somebody with
a high-level security clearance

just accessed
my work folder.

_

_

Change of plans.

Looks promising.

I'll have my people
run it through Persona.

Then I will walk it in
to the President.

No, no, no.

I walk it in
to the President.

My intel.

My software.

Okay, fine,
we'll walk it in together.

But if this leads
to getting the missiles back,

the press release will call it
a joint FBI/CIA operation.

Agreed.

Have your people
send it over immediately.

Uh-oh.

It says my file is initializing
an encrypted export.

All right, now look, you can't
let them send that file

until my software
is downloaded.

I'm sorry,
there's nothing I can do.

There's what?

Well,
I could...

Benjamin Peterson?

Peterson,
Mr. Benjamin Peterson?

Hello.

The Vice President.
Where's my camera?!

Hi,
how's everybody doing?

So sorry
to interrupt.

- Tick tock, tick tock, Jerold.
- Okay, yeah, I know, I know, I know.

This has never
happened before.

Yes?

My dad says the Vice President
doesn't to anything.

- Like a mascot.
- Really?!

Okay,
we beat 'em, sir.

Oh, ho ho.
Well, that's good.

That's good.

Uh, naturally, you will
discuss this with no one.

Oh, oh.

The...
the drive.

- There you go.
- Good man.

_

Our school mascot
is a porcupine.

We call him porky.

Hmm.

Is that
what you're like?

Yeah.
Like porky.

I'm very pleased
to meet you, Grace.

And you tell your dad
he's gonna be audited.

We're here.

Lenin Political
Correctional Facility.

Ahmad spent seven years
as a prisoner here, right?

Yes,
it was abandoned.

And Ahmad made it
his headquarters.

First, I'll get Bullock
and deal with the missiles.

I met
the Vice President.

Yeah!
Surprised me, too.

Wait for me!

- Hello?
- Madam Vi...

I know you're cross,
but you needed time.

Even so,
it was ill-advised.

You're welcome.

Porky.

Hey!

You failed to mention
they were gonna take our guns.

You said you don't like me
pointing out the obvious.

Who's that?

Nasim Chaikin,
Ahmad's number two man.

Handsome...

in a terrorist
kind of way.

Honored guests,
please follow me.

I lived up
to our arrangement.

You can take
the collar off.

When the mission's over, I'll
find you, and I'll remove it.

What if
you're dead?

Drink a glass of Champagne
for me.

John?

We work well together.
Who knew?

We ain't done yet.

Hey, where do you think
you're going?

Sorry, buddy,
I didn't catch that.

Your attention, please.

Now I would like
to introduce

the man
who invited you all here.

Nicolas Volker.

My friends...

you've traveled far
for a very unique opportunity...

a chance
not to just make money,

but to acquire the means
to alter history.

Please, relax, enjoy.
Enjoy the Champagne.

Enjoy the caviar.

Everyone will have a chance
to inspect the merchandise,

and then
we'll start the bidding.

Dr. Bullock?

Dr. Bullock.

Ahmad.

- Where's Bullock?
- Upstairs with Volker,

selling his soul
to the highest bidder.

How do we know

Dr. Bullock will agree
to re-arm the missiles?

Oh, I can answer that,
if I... if I may.

Because after
relentless torture,

I've finally given in.

It was part of the plan
from the beginning.

You're gonna re-arm
the missiles?

Yeah?

Yes.

But not for you.

Let me borrow this.

- Did she come alone?!
- No, no, she was with a man.

Of course she was.

And she's gonna tell me
exactly who and where he is.

Gentlemen,
excuse me, please.

Relax, enjoy.

I have a small detail
to attend to.

Where are your men?

Dogs.
All of them.

They betray me
for money.

Set me free,

I give you my word
I'll help you kill them all.

Kill 'em all,
like Targo?

What do you know
of Targo?

I was there.

Oh, yeah,
I remember you.

Y-You chased me down.

I wake up
every morning

and get a good look
at that scar you gave me.

You could have killed me,
but you didn't.

And you went on
to slaughter an entire village.

Trust me,
Ahmad,

I've had no problem
pulling the trigger since then.

So now
you have a decision to make.

You can slay
the monster,

or you can set it free to
help you slay a bigger monster.

Killing you
is not my mission...

today.

We need guns,
yeah?

Yeah.

Follow me.

The Soviets
used to interrogate

their political prisoners
down here.

Think of all the secrets
these walls have heard.

Want to know
my secret?

When I saw you aiming that gun
at my face...

...part of me was excited
to see you again.

It's what I always loved
about you, Olga.

You never bore me.

I can't
return the compliment.

Always
the same position.

On top.

Well,
as you know...

I like
to be in control.

Where's the man
who accompanied you?

Dead.

I shot him
when we arrived.

You know, this is
my favorite part of your face...

your beautiful nose.

It's the first thing
I'm going to cut off

if you lie
to me again.

Now where is he?

Ahmad is missing
from his cell.

He will
murder us all.

Watch her.

I'm not done
with her yet.

Shall we begin the bidding?
May we start at $100 million?

Move.

Now that Ahmad is free,

panic will spread through
these animals like a virus.

Start the heli.

Forget the weapons
and take the back stairs.

Volker will never
see us coming.

When I was
in prison,

they forced us
to build these devils.

That is, when they were not busy
beating us.

Shot my brother Lev
right here in the corner.

Blew his brains out
right in front of me.

You call me
a monster.

Well,
this is where they made me.

If you hate this place
so much,

why did you make it
your headquarters?

Like you, I like
to keep my wounds fresh.

Ahmad, go!

Go, go, go!

Which way,
Ahmad?

Back stairs through here.
Go, go, go!

Go!

Okay, Ahmad.
Now what?

Promise me you'll send Chaikin
to hell.

We have
unfinished business.

Oh!

There's no need to panic.
Ladies and gentlemen, please!

There's no need
to panic.

Damn!

Volker, what the hell
is going on here?

Small security breach.

Chaikin's on it.

Stay with the product...
safest place for you.

I can't hear you.
Hello? Volker?!

Oh!

You're late.

You're ungrateful.

We're even, Ahmad.

You lied.

This was never about
your freedom,

this was
about killing Volker.

Oh.

It's the same thing.

As long
as Nicolas lives...

I can never
truly be free.

So now what?

You remove
the collar.

I disappear,
try to start a new life.

And hopefully,
Nicolas doesn't find me.

Unless
you break your word,

and Nicolas
definitely will kill me.

Thank you.

How do you know
I'm gonna let you go?

Your eyes.

For a moment,
they were soft again.

_

This image was taken near
the construction site.

I need you
to be absolutely honest with me.

Is this
the man who rescued you?

Yes.

Thank you,
baby.

Only you would put
your own face in the file.

Yes,
from a different life.

An entire division
of Russian Spetsnaz

is taking credit
for destroying those missiles.

An entire division?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm flattered.

And what happened
to Olga?

Got away.

Nasdrovia.

Huh.

A spokesman for
the Russian Defense Ministry

reported today that
the Russian troops swept in

and secured
the nuclear missiles,

which had been taken Tuesday
by Chechen separatists...

regrettably, rebels were
executed by national...

Now boarding at gate 14.

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