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We work as one in my unit.

A look or a hand gesture and everyone understands.

So keep your mouth shut and stay out of the way, OK?

Understood.

And it's an eight-hour trek.

It won't be easy.

-It's OK. I'm in pretty fit. -I haven't finished.

"Pretty fit"?

This isn't some gym in Paris.

We're only taking you because it's safe from Daesh there.

I want to trust you.

But you don't seem trustworthy.

Or of sound mind.

This isn't a joke.

If you're lying, I'll kill you.

Got it?

We're all set, Sarya. Let's go.

Alright.

Yeah, we're true soldiers of the Prophet now, boys.

Yeah.

- Nice, huh? - Pretty good.

Oh, man.

Can you believe it?

Muslims have lived here for 1,000 years,

in a-Sham , before we even got here.

Yeah.

They'll continue on for another 1,000 when we're gone.

Yeah, we're just passing through.

Like a light breeze.

Hi, this is Charlotte.

Please leave a message.

Shut up!

Oi! You up there! Shut up!

For God's sakes, will you shut the fuck up?

Driving me bleeding head in, mate!

Paul! Oi, Paul!

Go and tell that ugly cow to tell her grandson

to shut it, will you?

Oi! Come back this time, alright?

...with a great looking cross...

What the fuck was that about?

Jesus.

-Paul, habibi, music is too loud? -It's fine.

Paul, my dear, give me a kiss. Ask him if he's hungry.

You want couscous? It's good.

Sure. Thanks, Mrs. Salima.

Come here, come.

Look, I prepared some couscous. You like that, huh?

You're hungry?

Here you go!

Oi! Oi!

You coming down?

Just getting my stuff!

Iyad, get your stuff.

Iyad!

Did you finish your math exercises?

Of course, he finished it, Mrs. Salima.

And tell him to bring his notebook along.

Which notebook?

Oi! You!

I'm trying to watch the football! Shh! All right?

Why are you talking to me?

-No, no, no, love. Not gibberish! English! -Mind your own business.

I'm gonna you a Matt Damon cut.

No, fuck off. You said Beckham.

Your hair is perfect for a Matt Damon cut.

I don't think Beckham uses a pink brush.

- Hey! - Chill, mate.

-You know he's a genius, whatever he does. -Mate, what the actual fuck?

You've been blow drying. I thought I told you to get heat protection.

You don't blow dry your fuckin' hair with no heat protection.

Do you know what it does to your hair?

Fuck you!

Let go!

Hey.

You know you didn't have to do it tonight, yeah?

No. No.

No, this is why we came here.

To put ourselves to the test, prove our conviction.

No, I didn't expect it to be easy.

Brothers!

I remember, as a child,

how I tried to deceive myself with this instrument.

I was ashamed of myself.

I was corrupted by the sickness

and vanity of the West, and by my own pride.

It took me years to see the truth.

I could find solace only in the true values of Islam:

modesty and humility.

I can't talk for long, alright? I've gotta go.

Have you seen Charlotte?

Modesty and humility, dear brothers.

These are the values the Prophet, who, peace be upon him,

ordered us to follow when he said,

"For there will be from my people those who desire fornication,

silks, liquor and music."

What fucking good are you?

Fucking good are you...

And he said, "And so God destroyed them!" God is great.

God is Great! God is Great! God is Great!

-God is Great! -God is Great!

Fuck...

Went pretty well, didn't it?

Yeah.

-It was a decent piano though. -Yeah, pretty decent.

Hey, Paul? What the fuck? Where'd you go?

What's the matter, man?

-Charlotte's been arrested. -Oh, fuck. I'm sorry, man.

Yeah, she, um... She-she sent me money.

Once.

Now the fuckers are charging her for terrorism.

Well, what about Alex?

Your mom got Alex?

No, child services have taken him.

No, no, no, no, no. That's bullocks.

He's six years old. They can't do that shit.

-I tell you now. -They've already transferred him

to a fucking foster home, mate. They've already transferred him.

I've gotta do something. I can't...

I can't just stay here and forget about him, alright?

-I can't. -Listen, man.

We always knew this was a one-way ticket.

What? Is that a fucking "I told you so," Nasser, huh?

-Is that a fucking "I told you so"? -Easy, easy.

What he's trying to say is that we're fighting for 1,000 Muslim children.

We swore a sacrifice, brother.

My son's not a fucking piano that I can set on fire to prove my faith.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't be taking it out on you. I'm sorry.

- It's alright, man. It's alright. - Well, then,

-I've gotta go back. Alright? -No.

I've gotta see him. I-I've gotta fix this.

Brother, brother.

You know that you can't.

I will come back. I swear, I will come back,

-but I have to see my son. -What?

You think they'll just give him back if you return? Huh?

They'll arrest you the instant your plane hits the ground, bro.

Listen, you also need to be really careful around here, yeah?

If anyone catches you even thinking about leaving...

What am I supposed to do?

Come. Come, man, come on.

Thank you

It means thank you.

You said this woman was a killing machine. You were joking, right?

Don't know her much, but I heard she's brutal.

Doesn't make any sense.

I can't imagine Anna being... brutal.

Maybe you don't know your sister the way you thought you did.

Or maybe she's not his sister.

The real question is

if your sister is here with Gilia killing ISIS,

how come everyone thinks she's dead?

Once we're done with the bridge,

we're gonna rendezvous with Gilia's battalion.

So if you're looking for answers about your sister...

Be patient.

And stay alive.

For another day or two.

Easy, yeah?

No, you gotta click it three times.

No, other way.

Hey, guys, anyone want to get married?

A widow just arrived.

Time has come, man.

Beautiful as a virgin, from France.

Widow, huh?

Sounds experienced.

Should we let her pop your cherry?

A widow?

Come, man. Yallah.

Come.

- Come on. - Zip it.

I don't know her.

Do I look alright in this?

My--My head scarf?

-You look fine. Come on. -OK.

Don't worry, man.

We'll get them for what they did to you.

There he is. OK, Paul?

-Yeah. -Shit, there's five of them!

He said he was coming on his ones.

Look at that, lads. Little dickhead finally made some friends.

You think these benders are gonna help you, Paulie?

Fuckin' losers.

Fuckin' come on then!

Come on, you camel fucker!

You're gonna die in this alley, do you know that? Dickhead!

Come here, you shit!

Wanker! Fuck off!

Fuck you!

Dickhead! Come on, then! Dickhead!

- Nasser! - Fuck off then!

Fuck off! Get off me!

You're out of your fucking mind! Get off me, fucking prick!

-Get off! -Fucking hit him! Hit him!

Fucking bastard!

Iyad! Iyad! Calm down! Calm down.

You did good, brother.

Say, "I seek refuge in the Lord of mankind.

1. The King of mankind,

2. The God of mankind,

3. From the evil of the sneaking whisperer,

4. Who whispered."

Aladhi.

- What does it mean? - Aladhi yuwaswisoo.

The one who whispers. The whispering devil

inserts evil thoughts into the hearts of people?

No, I'm asking grammatically.

Aladhi means what?

Remember?

Arabic uses different words for males and females.

Aladhi means "who," but for a singular male.

Alati means "who" for a singular female.

Where is she, mate? That singular female.

This book is sick.

Look at this building.

All the families here are broken up.

They have no money for food, but they still drink alcohol

and buy lottery tickets.

The Koran gives me hope that I'll be different.

Please remove the niqab

so your groom can see your face.

Do you have any questions for her?

Do you like her? Do you want her?

Fingerprint here, please.

God Bless you.

By the grace of Allah, I declare you husband and wife.

Rely on Allah and praise him.

When we join the revolution, we have to pick

a Kurdish name for ourselves. You know? A nom de guerre.

Like Shamaran did.

My name is Sidar.

But some of the Kurds, they like to call us by our celebrity doppelgänger names.

They call me Woody Allen.

Y--You don't look like him.

I have glasses. That's good enough.

What about you?

Claudia Schiffer.

-You got something to say? -No, nothing.

What about you?

Captain America.

Sarya!

What should we call our new recruit?

Alice.

In fucking Wonderland.

What's your doppelgänger name?

I'm not a volunteer. I'm Kurdish.

-So how come you speak French? -I grew up in Paris.

In Paris? When did you arrive?

Shh, shh, shh...

It's clear. Let's go!

The piers are too thick.

You need to hit the girders instead.

Four charges.

Twenty kilos each.

Place them on one of the girders,

in even spaces, like this.

OK?

Done anything like this before?

The girder will crack.

Pressure and gravity will do the rest.

Once it breaks, part of the deck will crumble.

Trust me.

We need a few hours to finish the job.

Woody, Eva, take the other side of the bridge.

Ryan, you go to the hill. Take Alice with you.

Go!

Take it before and after.

Are you alright?

When did you get here?

Four months ago. To Iraq.

When was your husband killed?

Two months ago.

In Sinjar.

You know, it's a great honor being a shahid's wife.

I am a believer. My faith is strong.

I loved my husband.

I will love you.

Iyad.

Sheikh wants us to go check out a Christian village.

Come on.

Well? How'd it go? You have fun?

Yeah. She'll be a good wife, man.

-Yeah? Alright, man. -Yeah.

Go, brothers. Rely on Allah.

Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar!

Sheikh.

-How can I help? -With your permission.

I know you have men who are loyal to the Caliphate in the UK.

Could they perhaps help with a personal mission,

which is very important to one of our best soldiers?

What is the mission?

A a 6-year-old boy has been dumped into the social services system,

he's on his way to a foster home.

Is there a way to reunite him with his father?

To bring him over here?

You're asking to create great commotion for a boy?

I wouldn't ask if I didn't think

it was for the Caliphate's benefit.

Hey. What was that about?

Oh, no. Just telling sheikh about the wedding.

- So? - Not good.

The bloody judge only went and set bail at 5,000 quid.

We can't afford it.

They're keeping him locked up then?

This is gonna be his third arrest in two years.

It was only a matter of time he'd get nicked again.

Sorry, mate.

Oi! This is his wife?

Cor, look at her! She's fit!

If she were my missus, I woulda never have killed myself.

If she were your missus, she'd have blown herself up instead.

But he didn't even kill himself, you know.

He believed he were going to some sort of paradise to marry 72 women,

-better than her. -Do you believe in it?

- I'm just agnostic to it. - What's that mean?

It means I don't have enough info to support it

-or rule it out. -Just asked if you believe in it,

not if you know. So?

- Do you? - Well, obviously,

I believe in some sort of paradise.

Three of them born in West Yorkshire.

Where'd they even get the bombs from?

They just built them themselves.

It's called TATP, mother of Satan.

They're actually very easy to make.

Is it now? Lemme guess. You think you can build one, too.

Fuck yeah, I can. There are manuals on the Internet. I've read them.

Are you crazy? Do you want the police to trace and arrest you?

Do you think I'm dumb? I did it at school, and I used proxy to hide myself.

- You used what? - No, seriously, mate. Be careful.

The whole country's going mad because of it.

You can't do stupid things.

I say we build one.

- We'll be famous. - Who would you blow up?

I don't know. The Queen?

The Queen? You serious?

- What did she ever do to you? - Nothing.

Don't know.

It would be big, wouldn't it?

Nah, there's no way.

- She's way too protected. - True that.

Anyway, she's kind of boring. We should go with someone more famous.

Like...

- Coldplay. - Coldplay?

Nah, mate. I love Coldplay.

No chance. Nasser, your turn.

- I don't know. - Come on, mate.

Just pick a name. Any name.

Just tell me where you want me to do it, and I'll do it.

Brother Abu Mus'ab!

Now that we have the town, we need to spread west.

But first we have to deal with the Kurds' base.

You were soldier in the crusader army.

Share your opinion with us.

How would they attack a base like this?

Sheikh, mercilessly.

Through the air, land,

from afar, like cowards.

The Islamic State does not have these kinds of weapons.

What would you do?

Distract them with a few elements

and then,

the place would be yours.

It will split them.

It will split them in half.

How many men?

Twenty.

Very nice.

The crusaders taught you well, Abu Mus'ab.

Men!

We were victorious against those crusaders today

because of God.

God is great!

But the greatest challenge still hasn't come.

In 36 hours,

we will attack the enemies of God.

God is great!

Your mission is to catch every foreigner.

Every foreigner!

Americans, Zionist, Europeans!

Every foreigner!

And we want them alive!

But allow me to remind you of one thing.

He who dies by the hand of a woman on the battlefield,

that is no martyrdom!

That is a regular death.

Meaning there is no heaven and no virgins!

Onward to battle!

To battle!

-Onward to battle! -Onward to battle!

-God is great! -God is great!

It's my hog's tooth.

As long as it's on me, I'm untouchable.

Hog?

Hunter of gunmen.

-Sniper. -You served in the army?

Marine Corps.

Three tours in Iraq.

When we got back home, I saw on TV how everything here was going to shit.

Realized that our war was all for nothing.

My friends died for nothing.

And it was just getting worse.

So...

...came to help.

You know, I can lie like this for hours.

Like a sphinx...

or a rock.

I rest my cheek,

take two deep breaths.

I have to seep into the silence to be able to control the wind's influence.

So...

I empty the space in my brain from all the noises.

The interruptions of the world.

I just pull out the plug and let all my brain dirt drain out.

Like in a bath.

Very poetic.

You're right.

It'd be a shame to let that go to waste.

Let's take a video for Luis' followers.

Don't shake it.

OK.

I bet you'd love this routine.

It's like therapy.

I can lie like this for hours.

Like a sphinx,

-a rock-- -Seriously?

You're gonna do it all again?

Like a sphinx,

a rock.

I rest my cheek,

take two deep breaths.

I have to seep into the silence to be able to control the wind's influence.

I empty the space in my brain from all the noises...

Alright, lazy boys. I'm going for a run.

Gotta stay on it.

Hey there, Nasser.

-Really good to see you here, yeah? -Good to see you, too, Stanley.

I'm afraid I don't have much time.

You got any people of interest you wanna tell me about?

Yeah, there's this guy, Abu Yasser Al-Suri.

Here's the one in charge.

Is that it?

Shit.

He's mid-level at most.

Involved only in local activity.

No, you're gonna have to aim a lot higher than that.

Well, they're gonna launch a full-scale attack on a sector,

-so-- -Yeah. Then again,

also local news.

You heard any chatter about planned attacks back home?

Mainland Europe?

You know, right now, a fuckin' rumor would do.

Well, they told us to kidnap Europeans and Americans.

Any foreign volunteers that are helping the Kurds.

-OK, names? Targets? -No.

OK.

Well, when you got something useful,

get in touch, huh?

Uh, wait, man.

-I'm worried. -Oh?

About Paul and Iyad.

Why? You think they might suspect?

No, no, no. Of course not. It's just that...

This place, like, it's...

proper getting to them, you know?

-Big time. -Look, Nasser,

I admire the way you look after your friends, you know?

But...

I promise to...

to do everything I can for them, but at the end of the day,

you're the asset.

You know, you are our top priority.

Yeah, no, I get that. It's just...

obviously, I knew it was gonna be difficult to come out here. It's just...

when you actually see it,

-like, it's a different thing. -Yeah.

Well, violence here is gonna seep into Europe.

It's inevitable.

When that begins to happen,

we're gonna need you to be in the right position to help prevent it.

Remember. You're British.

Alright, you were recruited

to help save lives back at home,

not try to end civil wars in the Middle East.

But if the pressure's getting to you, you know,

if it's too much, you need to tell me.

What do you wanna do?

Nothing.

I wanna finish the mission.

Good lad.

Let's go.

Ryan, we're in position.

Blowing up the bridge in five seconds.

Five,

four,

three,

two...

Looks good. Heading your way.

Semper Gumby.

You know what that means, Antoine?

Some Marines bullshit?

Right on.

It's the Marines' motto.

I thought it was Semper Fidelis.

Nah, fuck no.

Fidelis is Hollywood crap.

A real Marine is Semper Gumby.

Always flexible.

That's you, Antoine.

Nice job with the bridge.

Thanks.

Get off the road.

Down. Down.

Two pickups heading your way.

I can make six hostiles.

Getting into position.

Wait for my signal.

I think you got all of them.

Get down! Ryan!

OK, we're done here.

Ryan?

Ryan, do you copy?

Ryan? Can you hear me, Ryan?

Fuck.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

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