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I'm going to stay here.

That's what I've decided.

Lorraine, please say something.

What is it you want me to say?

I don't understand. Have you lost it?

I love you. I want you to know that.

No. Don't tell me that.

You have no right.

I thought that you were having a breakdown,

that you really thought you'd find your sister,

and that things would go back to normal once you came back.

I can't come home.

Not after everything I've seen.

Not after what I've done.

Why? What did you do?

Listen, you don't have to come home for me.

Do it for your parents.

They lost their daughter, they can't lose you, too.

Goodbye, then.

My grandmother brought it back

from the pilgrimage.

She brought it back from the pilgrimage? How pretty.

Women, life, freedom.

Well done!

- You're still here? - I like the weather.

- Oh, yeah? - Don't lie.

- You love the fight. - How are you?

-Good. -Good?

Why are you still here?

Get the hell out of here!

Leave.

- Anna. - I don't want you here.

Go home. Right now.

I came here for you.

I knew it was you in the video.

You can't stay here.

There's nothing for you here. Get your stuff and go.

I didn't want you to find me.

You knew I was looking for you?

Go home and don't tell anyone, understand?

Wait...

You wanted me to go home thinking you were dead?

I've seen people die. I killed a guy.

This isn't about you Antoine!

Nobody asked you to come here.

How could you do this to us?

You hate us that much?

Shut up.

Nobody can know.

Not even Mom and Dad.

How did you end up here?

You'll have to keep all this to yourself.

You can't tell anyone.

They can't take it. I'll have to tell them at some point.

Only if I'm killed. Not before.

OK.

I won't say anything without your permission.

But that letter you left me, your disappearance...

The body, the DNA tests.

We're not catching up.

So, what do we do?

I don't know.

You want to stay?

You want to get killed?

You're a big boy. It's up to you.

But this is an army. You follow orders.

You'll go where you're told.

You won't necessarily be with me.

I know.

I'm just happy I found you.

I can't believe you were able to bring us with you!

We're at the capital of the Islamic State! Woo!

Do you like it?

- The black door. Yeah. - Is it?

This is me and Paul.

- Iyad, you're upstairs, yeah? - Mm-hmm.

Uh, w-when are we heading to the office, man?

Uh, just gimme a couple minutes, yeah?

♪ Yeah ♪

Fucking three hours' ride getting here, yeah?

What's that, fourth time this week? Fifth time this week?

You live around the fucking corner as well!

Take you that long to fucking walk here?

Sitting down there, yeah?

It's bad for you anyway, isn't it?

Don't say shit!

Come here to gloat, did you?

No, no. No, I came to see you.

You have?

Yeah, come with us. We're going to the mosque.

Well...

Work here every day till late.

Come after. After you finish here.

What's this about, huh?

Why are you even here?

Huh?

Alright?

So they kicked him out of the army. What?

We're supposed to just take him back?

That's fucking bullshit, eh?

Well, he's here now. And that's all that matters.

Iyad, bro, have you forgotten what you told him when he wanted to sign up?

You literally begged him.

You literally begged him not to do it. We begged him.

We told him exactly what was gonna happen, but no.

He still went to go off and prove that he's some kind of good Muslim!

He went to go be their fucking pet Muslim, like some kind of kuffar!

He's a fucking joke!

How many Muslims did you kill while you were out there?

-Two confirmed. They were Taliban. -Oh, they were Taliban?

Do you think I give a fuck if they were fucking Taliban?

-It happened in combat, bro. -Oh, it happened in combat.

Alright, so that's how you justify killing Muslims, is it?

Is it that they dared fight you back?

You invaded their land, what'd you think was gonna happen?

British and American scum soldiers like you

are still oppressing those poor people.

Ask you again, what the fuck did you think was gonna happen?

They wouldn't fight back?

Would you not like Allah to forgive you?

Allah is Forgiving and Merciful.

Our Quran teaches us to forgive.

Nasser made a mistake. He gets that now.

Does he, Iyad?

'Cause he hasn't even bothered to say sorry yet.

Are you sorry?

What was that?

Fucking stand up and talk to me, eh?

-Yeah! Yeah, I'm sorry! -Huh?!

I'm sorry. Alright? I'm fucking sorry.

I made a mistake.

I should never have gone out there. I should've listened to you lot, alright?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, man. - I fucking missed you, bro.

Fucking missed you, man.

Missed you, too.

Good you're here.

Right side.

Right side.

Left side.

Left side.

Bend down.

Bend down.

I am hurt.

I am hurt.

I am hurt.

It means "I am hurt".

I am hurt.

I am hurt.

I am hurt.

Sarya.

I wanna go to Kobani.

Hey, we're missing all the action here!

I've heard they don't wanna send all the volunteers

'cause it's too risky.

- What? - Sarya thinks that

your sister is punishing her

because you decided to stay.

That's why they don't send us to Kobani.

I don't think it works like this here.

Man, I'm dying to know your sister's story!

Me, too.

You came all this way to find her,

and she's fucking here, alive.

Doesn't it drive you crazy to find out what happened?

You don't know Anna.

She can be... stubborn.

If I push too hard, she'll push back.

So you're just gonna leave it like that?

She's alive.

Why and how...

can wait.

Mm.

Tastes good.

Like the biscuits Dad used to buy near his office.

You make tea now?

All I do here is make tea, make soup and learn Kurdish.

"Right side", "left side",

"I got hit by a bullet".

I heard you killed a Jihadi.

You dove right into the deep end.

He was right in front of me.

So I pulled the trigger.

To stay alive you need to stay alert.

Don't ever let your guard down,

especially when there's nothing to do.

I promise.

I'm going to Kobani tomorrow.

ISIS has surrounded the city. We'll try to push them back.

You've come to say goodbye?

When did Sarya find out you were alive?

When Gilia's unit got to the village.

I asked Sarya to take you to Qamishli.

Did she argue?

No, it was an order she was supposed to carry out.

It's not her fault.

She does exactly what the YPG ask her to.

Don't punish her.

You've changed, Antoine.

You haven't. You're exactly the same.

I know why you came to see me.

Why?

Because you missed me.

I did miss you.

It wasn't easy knowing you were so close.

I'm sorry for everything, Anna.

I've wanted to ask you for forgiveness.

How are Mom and Dad?

From the outside, they seem OK.

But it's been terrible for them

Mom's got a new book coming out.

- Did she let you read it? - Mmh...

Did she accept any criticisms?

She's worse than ever.

Dad's fine.

He's working less.

I took over.

Running things from here?

Mm-hmm.

Don't mock me.

It's weird talking about my other life...

with everything going on here.

Staying here won't make you any happier.

Maybe not.

But I think I understand why people come here.

Why you came.

No, you don't understand.

What?

What did I say?

I don't hate you, Antoine.

Or Mom and Dad. I'm not punishing anyone.

I'm here for very different reasons.

I wrote that letter so that you wouldn't feel guilty.

I've done far worse things.

You can try to be a good person and still fail.

Wait, you can tell me.

No. I...

You think I'm still your sister.

But you don't know me anymore.

Anna's been gone for a long time.

Shit.

Well, well, well.

All the dusty roads in all the world.

Whatever you have to say, Stuart, I'm not interested.

Oh, you can call me Stanley now.

Still not interested.

Well, it's a shame.

We made a good team, you and I.

Mm. Now, we have a common enemy...

seems a shame not to collaborate in some way.

Why are you being so...

offish with me?

We...

It's not as if what I've got for you is gonna...

conflate with your work with Gilia in any way.

I mean, she's, uh, she's Helan's sister, isn't she?

Yeah. Isn't that why you're here? To...

trying to make amends, huh?

I have no secrets from her.

She knows everything about me. About my past,

about Helan, and about you, too.

Oh.

OK.

So, for-- for old time's sake then,

little gift for you.

No strings attached.

Abu Rida El-Liby, hm?

Head of the military council in Raqqa.

Tomorrow afternoon, he'll be taking some of his men

on a missile launch site reconnaissance tour.

He'll be found at these coordinates,

about 3:00-ish. Close to Zakaria.

And why would you give it to me?

Because the Libyan is a very bad man,

and he needs to die.

Bullshit. You want him dead.

You must have something to gain from it.

And what could that possibly be?

I'll give you a hint.

If the Libyan were to die, would the organization collapse?

No, they would replace him with someone else.

You have someone on the inside.

And if the Libyan dies, your asset will be promoted.

Oh, I do miss working with you.

You know, if you were to come back,

I'd share the identity of my boy.

He's... he's a star, Anna.

Bloody brilliant.

I told you. The answer is no.

Why don't you just talk it over with Gilia?

I'm sure she'll see it's a win-win.

Fuck it. Come on.

What you got to lose?

Two seconds, yeah?

You're Nasser, right?

Lance Corporal Nasser Yassin?

I don't know who you are,

but do me a favor, mate,

fuck off.

I've read your military file.

Dishonorably discharged?

Disobeying rules of engagement.

Putting the welfare of your unit at risk

with unacceptable practices?

What the fuck happened over there?

Who the fuck are you? Police?

- No. - MI5?

No.

MI6?

Give me 10 minutes of your time.

Look, I ain't done nothing wrong here.

No, you haven't.

But your mates have.

Come.

-What you want? -Alright.

These are encrypted emails from Iyad to known

ISIS contacts. He was being very careful.

He drove all the way to an Internet cafe in Luton to do this.

Time corresponds exactly with when the emails were sent.

And then we have, uh, lemme see...

Yeah, both of them,

talking to ISIS recruiters on tape.

Praise the lord, we have many recruits from England.

- Where are you from? - South London.

Paul moved here when he was 6. I lived in this shithole all my life.

Maybe you should come here.

Hamdulila, soon, very soon.

You get the picture.

So they are actively planning to go to Syria to fight.

Final stages of prep.

Nah, man. Look, I'm with them all the time,

and they never talked about it. They never said anything about ISIS,

-or... -That's because they don't trust you.

Look,

I ain't got nothing to do with this, so...

Why don't you tell me about what happened in Afghanistan then?

I don't know, you tell me. You read my file.

I wanna hear it from the horse's mouth.

What's this gotta do with my friends?

Are you ashamed of what you did out there?

Fine, I was in my post, and some kid pushing a cart was approaching.

So, I yelled out to him to stop, and he didn't.

I yelled out again, and he still wouldn't stop.

Now, the rules of engagement say you need to fire a warning shot into the air.

That's exactly what I did.

And once I fired,

the kid ditched the cart, he raised his hands,

kept walking towards me.

He was already close, and...

According to protocol,

-I should've shot him. -Yeah.

-But, you didn't. -Fuck no.

-Mm. -Just a kid.

All he had was a knife.

Your commander thinks you hesitated because you're a Muslim.

Yeah, I know what he fucking believes, you know--

Yeah, and on this occasion,

your religion precluded you from following

the rules and regs of the British Army.

Yeah, it was bullshit.

He was a fucking amateur, yeah? He only got to Afghanistan

three months before, so what the fuck did he knew?

-Hm. -He knew nothing.

Didn't like that I was opposing him, so...

looking to get rid of me, and...

he used my religion as an excuse. Simple.

Alright, so you were discharged due to Islamophobia,

is that what you're saying?

What do you want?

I want you to go to Syria with your mates.

Are you crazy? You want me to go to Syria

and spy on my friends?

Mate, you're crazy.

We need one of ours to infiltrate ISIS.

And your mates would provide you with great cover.

To be honest, I'd rather you arrested them.

I think they're safer here in prison

than they are going to Syria.

Yeah, except I'm not gonna arrest them.

Ah, great. Then, I'll warn them myself.

I'll tell them they've been exposed. Easy.

You seem to be under the impression that you and I are equals

just having a friendly chat.

And I promise you, Nasser. You warn your friends, if...

if you reveal any classified information,

then you will be arrested and charged

for undermining national security.

You're asking me to betray my friends.

No. They're gonna go there no matter what,

with you or without you.

When you enlisted, you told your recruiting officer

that you could think of no greater honor...

than serving in the British Army...

and serving your country.

You still mean that?

Of course, I still believe it.

And now?

Do you want a second chance?

So, when you going?

Uh, we're-- we're all flying on Thursday.

Alright. When you get to Syria,

they are going to be very suspicious of you

because of your military background, yeah?

Yeah, I understand.

But and here's the thing,

you're special, Nasser.

And they're gonna see that.

And it's up to you to convince them that you're important.

That your past, your burden to them, is an advantage.

You're a highly trained soldier from the British Army,

and that can only be a benefit to their cause.

And when they finally get it, then they will forget who you were,

and see you for only who you could be.

You nervous?

-Very. -Yeah.

It's understandable.

Just don't try and hide your feelings from them.

Best lie is the truth.

If you're nervous, just explain it to them.

Now you've left everything you know and love behind in West London,

and you're starting afresh in Islamic State.

It's perfectly fine for you to be nervous.

In the meantime, just...

Good. Hold on.

Just a moment.

Hey. Come in.

Now...

We have something for you.

- Is this mine? - It's an exact replica.

There's a communication device inside it.

Here, let me show you.

Hm?

OK, wait. Does it have to be in the Quran?

How are you gonna talk to us? With your fucking mobile?

No, they'll be able to tap that and take it away from you.

With your Quran though,

- that can go everywhere you go. - Mm-hmm.

The device emits a burst of data,

encrypted data that's untraceable. So let me show you.

This is a touch pad pretty much like your cell phone.

So, it needs to be touched

in a very specific order. What you do is you press

here, here, here, and then here.

You do it.

Oh.

Yeah, that's cool.

Your voice memo is now recorded and it's automatically sent to us.

Sadly, your first recorded message is, "Ha ha. Yeah, that's cool."

Yes, lads! Sorry I'm late.

- Hey. Hey, how you doing? - Good, man. You got everything ready?

Look at this.

- Look like a crusader, huh? - Yeah, man.

Oh, you say goodbye to Charlotte and Alex?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but she was too busy whinging about me coming over

in the middle of the week without calling her, you know, to see him.

Y-you didn't tell her you were leaving, right?

Of course not. I'm not stupid.

So how is Alex?

Yeah. Yeah, he's good.

He's, uh, he's gonna be a good kid.

He's gonna be proud!

Hey, lad, obviously, you know, this is, like, dumb thing to say,

but if you're not sure on doing this, this is your last chance to...

What? Why wouldn't I be sure about going?

Eh? More like are you sure about going?

Of course not, man.

But me and Iyad don't have kids.

Brother, listen, alright.

I know it's last minute, but just making sure that you're 110%

set on doing this, yeah.

I know Iyad can be very, uh... persuasive.

What do you mean I can be persuasive?

This was all Paul's idea.

I thought it was mad at first.

Following up on your report

of a planned patrol to Zakaria junction.

Under no circumstances are you to be present at that location.

I repeat. Do not join the patrol.

Keep your distance from our target. End of message.

Brother Abu Reda,

thank you for your offer,

I wish I could come with you,

but I have to finish the intelligence report on the prisoners.

Take care, brother.

God protect you.

Uh, we ain't going with the Libyan.

Gotta stay here and do the reports.

Bro, please be patient.

I'm patient, alright?

All I am is fuckin' patient these days, Nas.

Come on. I-I-I've been waiting for Iyad to bring Alex here.

I've been waiting for you to take me to see him

when neither of those things are gonna happen, are they?

Meanwhile, I-I-I'm stuck here doing what?

I'm doing piss-all, man. I'm not even part of the fighting. I'm...

Bro, we're gonna get back to the fighting. Just--

Get back to-- Mate, what are we doing? We're pushing fucking papers!

That's all we're doing! That's not what I signed up for!

Is it? Huh?

Listen...

It's not me, man. It's not me.

I-I'm not like you. I'm not like Iyad. I can't...

I can't focus on this, mate. I can't. That's all I'm doing is...

is I'm thinking about my little boy.

Thinking about my little boy and whether he's safe or not, you know?

I understand that.

You know, at least when we were in the field, I...

I had something to take my mind off of things.

-I wanna go back to the front line. -No.

-OK, I'm gonna go-- -No, we gotta stick together.

-I'm gonna go talk to Sheikh. -No, please don't do that.

Well, what am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do then?

I don't fucking know!

I don't fucking know, Paul, alright? Please. I beg you.

Just calm down. All you gotta do,

yeah, is just sit down there, do the reports with me.

I'm gonna do it with you together, alright?

Take a fucking Captagon or something if it helps you focus. I don't care.

Just stay with me, bro, alright?

Stay with me, yeah?

Yeah?

W-what's going on?

New prisoners need to be interrogated in Deir al-Zor.

We gotta do the reports now and go there tomorrow.

Wicked.

My comrades, we have a chance to eliminate

one of the enemy's most valuable commanders.

His elimination won't stop the attacks on Kobani.

We must continue our struggle.

If we succeed later like today,

we ruin those terrorists' future plans.

Good luck, comrades.

Good luck!

Good luck, brothers!

Peace be upon you.

Yeah, it's me. Is Paul about?

Paul, it's Nas.

-Hey, what's up? - I need you in the studio.

Here, like, now.

-Alright. I'm going with the Libyan. -Alright.

-What? -Just come. Shh. Just come.

-What's going on? -Just come.

What's up?

Nas?

Sit down.

-What? -Just sit down, man.

-Go and get the kid. -Hold on.

What? Mate, have you lost your mind?

- It's cool. Look. - What are you...

Daddy!

Hey.

- Hey, Alex. - Where are you?

I'm, uh...

I-I-I'm traveling.

I'm traveling.

I miss you so much.

Me, too. I miss Mommy, too. When are you coming back?

Um...

Yeah, I-I'm working on it.

I'm working on it, mate. 'Cause I really, really wanna see you.

Hey.

Hey, hey, are they treating you well? Yeah?

- Yeah. - Yeah, you eating?

Yeah. They're not giving me pork, Daddy. Don't worry.

And, uh...

Uh, and school?

- School, how's school? - Daddy!

- No, it's OK. Give it to me. - Wait.

I have to go now. Look, he's OK. Don't worry.

Please, just let me talk to my son for a second. Please!

-I'm beg-- For f-- -Bye, Daddy.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Bro...

Right, brother, brother. Look.

You seen Alex, yeah?

I know it's not a lot, but it's still something, yeah?

You can see they're taking good care of him. He's safe, yeah?

Oh, man.

-Thank you so much, mate. -It's all good, brother.

It's all good.

Alright, but listen.

We're gonna stay here in Ar-Raqqah.

-We're gonna keep ourselves alive. -Yeah.

Alright? And when the time's right, you'll get to meet him.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Come on, man. Alright.

Let's go get something to eat, man.

Let's go grab Iyad.

Yeah, yeah. Um, no. No, he's gone.

He's, uh, he's gone with the Libyan.

What?

Yeah. Yeah, he went off earlier. Why?

- Hey, where you going? Where you-- - Huh?

Oh, don't worry. I finished the reports. It's all good.

Nah, man, we gotta plan the interrogations.

Oh, come on, I'm riding with him. You should come, too.

-Come on, man! -No, it's important, man--

Abu Musab,

you decided to join us?

Yalla, come.

Come on!

Come!

You heard him. Come on!

You go back, we'll go ahead.

Are you OK?

Where the hell is Anna?

Ravine. Other side of the road.

The other lookout spotted the convoy.

Peace be upon you.

Welcome, welcome.

Today we have an important battle.

We will be victorious, brothers.

We will make them bark so hard it reaches Greece.

What are we waiting for?

We have to be sure it's him.

We will slaughter every one of these bastards.

We will make them suffer and kill every last one of them, these bastards.

- Hey, man. - Yeah?

Hey, it's Paul. Got to see his son.

What? How?

I arranged it.

-Nice. -Yeah, man, but I gotta talk to you, man.

Just come over here for a sec.

No, can it wait? I wanna be with--

No, no, now. Alright, listen.

-I need you to come over here. -Come on, man.

-Nas, man, easy. You're freaking me out. -I need you right now.

-Right now, right now. -Nas. Nas!

Fire!

I'll explain later.

OK, I'll go down and see.

Here, check for survivors.

Go ahead, I'm coming.

What's she doing?

Checking the Libyan is dead.