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Huh?

Shut up! Shut up!

You have made a mistake. I have told you. I am a journalist. You are making a

mistake. The woman you were with, a journalist too?

I don't know who you mean.

Don't you know what we do with spies?

You are making a mistake. I am associated fresh. Check my credentials.

Where is the woman?

Oh, my God. Into the... Into the...

Kamali, hai ta 'limat al -Zuhari. Anna al -Zuhari, nefke nafs al -kalem.

You have to know this.

I'm not going to tell you anything.

And I'm not going to wait.

I'm a journalist.

I know who you are, Sergeant Baxter.

I know everything.

See where you're coming from.

But I know just what you're running from.

And what better speeder? Who's better speeder? Won't you stop you

falling from your ladder? Feel like you're feeling now.

Doing things just is your crime.

When I love you.

This ain't no place for no hero.

This ain't no place for no better man.

Thank you for watching.

See, in Britain we have a game called snooker, which is similar in many ways,

just requires a more skillful and delicate touch.

It's also played on a larger table with much smaller pockets.

So this is, um... Easy.

Are you

served? No, ma 'am. I'm an accountant.

You boys wear it like a badge.

I'm on holiday.

How far are you going?

Until we run out of road.

May you find peace at the end of it.

Cheers to that.

Where's that buddy of yours at? Probably asked that pretty waitress of yours.

That's my daughter!

That's some fun, you said. Let's get away from it all, you said, yeah.

Michael, you wanted to go for a fucking walk.

Mate, the Camino de Santiago is not a walk. It's a spiritual pilgrimage, I've

told you that.

Hey, you boys, you know that California's a hell mistake, right?

No, sir, we weren't aware of that. I was.

And you got traffic violations in six other states from here to Alaska.

You running from something?

We're just on holiday, sir.

Vacation. Vacation. It means vacation.

License and registration.

Does that belong to you?

Is that Richmond?

Fucking Richmond!

They're definitely with us.

Hey, man!

Yeah, man?

Can't you, Sergeant?

Leave us over.

What's going on? What are you talking about? We just got here.

Call Michael. Back me up on that. We're heading south. We have plans.

Not anymore.

Why? What happened?

Baxter's dead.

What? How? Run.

Weeping on loose. Wait.

Transport waiting at 29 pounds airbase.

Wait for here.

Bala.

Bala!

Not you, Sanctuary.

You sack of shit!

You betrayed me.

No, I saw you.

He murdered one of my men.

You give me Kamali, or Hezbollah finds out that you're working for me. I'm not.

I hope they think so.

Colombia. They want to go to Colombia.

Colombia is a big fucking place. Kamal is meeting the communist cartel and the

Russians. They're about to go to war.

Put some fucking clothes on. You're disgusting.

Ready, Sergeant.

What is that you're going to put in my ass?

Yellow fever, tetanus, topoid.

You're going into the Colombian jungle, Sergeant.

You're going to be dodging more than bullets.

See, that's so nice of you, Doc.

Here you go, man.

There we go.

That wasn't gentle.

Who's your daddy now?

Major Dalton, they're ready for the briefing now.

Welcome back, Sergeant.

I presume you've heard about Baxter?

Yes, ma 'am.

We'll have time to mark his death, but as it stands, we only have a small

of time to catch the fuck who did it.

Richmond.

Whitehall online yet?

Coming up now, Major.

Good evening, Colonel.

Philip Locke. You know him?

No. I know of him. Never met.

Headlines only.

While you two were away in your little soiree, an operation in Beirut went

wrong. Sergeant Baxter's killer is this man.

Leo Kamali.

He's a British national, Lebanese heritage.

Kamali is the money man of the Al -Zahari terror network and the brains of

operation. Thanks to Kamali, Al Zahari and his organization controlled the

supply of most of the cocaine and heroin going into Europe. Dolan and Baxter

were tracking him, and, uh... Well... Care to embellish, Major?

Low -level surveillance.

Intelligence gathering.

We got made.

Somehow. You turned that out.

We get Kamali.

We get Al Zahari himself. He's the ultimate target of this mission, and

never had a chance to get to him before.

Until now.

We have no current intelligence on al -Zahari's whereabouts, but thanks to

Dalton, we know Kamali is currently in Bogota.

But our chance to get him is limited.

Colombia is still its usual mess of corruption and violence.

Cartels still have politicians and police on the payroll, so there's no

anyone. Except this woman.

That's Kim Martinez, a DEA agent running a small narco unit in the jungle near

an area controlled by cartel boss Miguel Gomez.

He's the man Kamali's going to meet.

I've worked with Martinez before. She's good. She's very good.

She'll take you to him.

Richmond will set up the mobile crib at Bogota Air Force Base.

Questions? Yeah, you want him dead or alive? We want Kamali alive.

With his intel, we could cripple out the Harington Tire Network.

Agree.

But a capture's not an option.

Kill him.

Roger that.

Yes, sir.

The holiday's over, lads.

Good luck.

And Major Dalton, you know I've been looking for an excuse to get some dust

my boots.

Don't give me one.

They're bringing Locke into this in serious shapes.

Yeah, what's his story?

Philip Locke. He's a special forces legend.

When I trained at Hereford, he was the man we all wanted to be.

He served in every major theater for the last three decades.

Rumor has it he was one of the men who went after the IRA on Gibraltar.

Darling, do you think they're ready for this? The cocktails don't screw around.

How are they looking?

Better than you, Mom.

Should we fucking slam in tequilas in Baja right now? Don't tell me that,

Michael!

Plan was always to come back to 20, right?

Mike?

John, you're out.

You're out.

Go on.

Say something.

Bravo team.

On the ground.

Finally.

Zero. This is Bravo team. You're reading me.

You got anything?

Nothing. Our tone must be jamming the signal.

Yeah.

Moving out.

Corporal, are we up yet? We've got cops on the line in 20 minutes.

What's the problem? Signal issues.

Get it sorted.

Yes, ma 'am. I need the crib operational.

Scott and Stonebridge are in country and need support.

I want their location and I want radio contact.

Dropped in some shithole like this.

Fucking God knows what they think we're doing.

That's some badass number.

Who what?

We're just going to keep on turning.

Some asshole is just going to replace him.

We're in the badass hombre making business, buddy.

Fucking job creators.

There's not a reason why.

Maybe it's time we start.

I'm getting sick of this shit.

I just want to fucking win, you know.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Nah, mate. We get a vaccine for that?

Nothing to worry about, mate.

Because they'll never find your tiny cock.

Fuck you.

I want to get out now.

Bravo, this is Zero. Radio check over.

Bravo, this is Zero. Radio check over.

Zero, this is Bravo team.

Difficult radio check over.

We can track you, but clear comms are going to be hard.

You're two clicks south of the rendezvous with Martinez.

Good bearing.

Who betrayed us?

Who betrayed us?

A name.

That's all I want from you. A name.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What does the name Sebastian Grey mean to you? Grey?

Well, he was with MI6.

He worked out of the Beirut Consulate in the 80s, but when they recalled him, he

vanished.

Up until two years ago, he was selling intel to the highest bidder, but then

went to ground when he pissed off the French.

They sent a team in to get him, and we thought he was dead.

You will have a pretty strong feeling he isn't.

Need to find him. Well, I'll send you what we can, but it's past his sell -by

date. And if you do find him, approach from downwind.

He sees you first.

You've lost him.

Get me on the next flight to Beirut.

Right away.

¿Cómo está?

Are you alone?

Hands up.

Take it that weapon's not for fishing.

Protection. Around here, you never know when some dumb gringo will come out of

the jungle.

Perhaps I should introduce my friends, eh?

Gentlemen.

You're late.

I thought there was two of you. There is.

You're Martinez.

Even lovelier in the flesh.

Don't try to chomp shit on me.

This one talk?

When I have something to say, yeah.

So you're Colonel Locke's team, huh? Well, we better get you briefed before

go stumbling at somebody else in the jungle.

Not everybody's as warm -hearted as me.

I like that.

You would.

Listen, if you boys want Kamali, you're going to have to take him from this guy,

Miguel Gomez.

Former Colombian police commander.

You changed sides?

Money will do that.

Now, Gomez was a brutal cop, but he is in a whole other league now he's running

his own cartel.

Calls himself the Jaguar.

All this is his.

It's heavily guarded and patrolled.

But Colonel Locke tells me you guys get the job done.

Operating behind the lines.

Yep, that's us.

There's the line.

Kamali's here only once or twice a year.

We know he's key to moving the cartel's money out of the country.

Now Gomez has called together all the cartel bosses to meet with the Russian

arms dealer.

My guess?

It was on Kamali's order.

Go manage this place in two clicks, Salty. All right, suitable LP.

Way too dark.

Sounds like a plan.

Leo!

Miguel, my friend.

It's good to see you. It's been too long.

It seems like you only come to see me now when there are problems.

How are they all here?

You're the last.

I have entertainment. You didn't need to bring your own puta madre.

Her name is Celine, Miguel, and she is not for the jaguar.

Victor. Hey, Victor is here, not Alcadi.

He didn't make it a problem. We have a lot of unhappy people here, Leo. We

expected the organ grinder, not the monkey.

Sometimes the monkey is easier to control.

Victor, you remember my friend Leo?

I do.

Do remember me to your father. He is a great man.

It's a shame he couldn't be here. I speak for my father in all things.

Is there a problem, soldier?

Not here.

It's Amazon.

I shouldn't be here.

I shouldn't have to be here.

And that I am must surely tell us that something is not as it should be.

Our activities are under more scrutiny than ever before.

Every agency, every police force bring their strength against us, and yet we

prevail.

How?

Because we are united in our efforts.

Division will destroy us.

Lack of trust will destroy us. And I will not tolerate it.

Al -Zuhari will not tolerate it.

It says crime doesn't pay, huh?

I got four on the towers.

Got at least six on the ground.

Am I right in believing that Samuel has paid you for the armed shipment which

you agreed to deliver a week ago?

You know where your fucking ship is and you know why it's not here.

Let you talk about respect.

Two of my best men killed, huh?

Is this true?

Some weather says that the Russians raped and murdered one of his whores and

had them killed in return Martinez hmm. I'm gonna take out the guards come right

still Why don't I just go in and grab Kamali for you, too?

The distraction for our actual be great you got it You got it

he's polite besides that British accent kills me There is a way for us

to make a piece

But it is through sacrifice that we progress.

Of course, Vixor, you will deliver the shipment.

I'll ensure Arkady will hear of your diplomacy and he'll be proud of his son.

Samuel. I'm not going to do a fucking thing. You will make redress for your

actions and we will all learn a new respect.

So let's go in soft, let's grab Kamali, and let's leave trying not to start a

war, yeah?

Copy that.

Thank you.

Damien.

Rebecca.

What the fuck are you doing here?

What do you think I'm doing here? You said you're out.

You said no more Martha.

No more killing.

I gave you that out.

Did you really believe it was going to be that easy?

This is what we do.

And you?

I'm here for Leo Kamali.

What's that mean?

Any idea what I had to do to get close to this guy? Yeah, I got a pretty fair

idea, Rebecca.

Do you even know who he is? Of course I do. He's Allah's banker.

So why do you think I'm here?

What, so Mossack can disappear? Fuck that.

He killed one of ours, I'm taking him.

Amy, do not fuck this up. I am this close to getting something.

Celine? You locked the door?

I don't like how these bodyguards look at me. They make me feel like one of

those cheap hookers.

I don't like these people any more than you.

No, I... I will make it up to you.

When I'm not, you're... What is this? The fucking family reunion.

Rehearsed? Not really.

Want to get dressed?

You're making a big mistake.

Shut him up.

You don't know what you're doing.

No, he just makes you look that way.

You have to listen to me.

No, no.

Oh,

shit.

No,

no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm still alive.

Fuck you, Ren.

Do you think I brought my philippines?

Yes.

I'm locked.

Little buddy's done her job.

Delta, need that distraction.

You can't do this. Kamali's mine. Well, she's got a mop. That's being out there

disguised as tree frogs.

She's ours.

Oh, yeah. Those little things they don't tell you, huh?

She's an Israeli agent.

Delta, come in. Delta.

Delta, how about that distraction?

Delta, come in. Delta,

respond.

No.

Scott, move it.

Oi, come here.

What the fuck?

Come here. Do you know who the fuck I am? I don't care who you are. Come here,

mate. Don't!

You remember who's side you're on, huh?

What the hell is that?

It's a long story. Move!

Moving!

is with a bullet in your head and a fucking...

Hey, hey, hey, come here!

Martinez!

Martinez! Oh, fuck.

Back, down there! Oh, God.

Oh!

Martinez, come here!

Bravo 1, you copy? This is Bravo 1. Come in.

Zero, we need an exfil now.

Nothing.

Come on.

Come on.

What?

Fuck.

Fuck, get on the study couch.

Help him in. Come on, let's go.

Fucking eat shit!

Nice work, Aquaman.

Now take us home.

Oh, come on!

He fucking did me!

You got it. No.

Mikey! Yeah?

I'm down to my sidearm. How you doing?

I'm losing power, Scoot!

Losing power!

The engine's hit!

We're in the plan B, mate!

Fucking awesome!

You got any C4 left?

Don't end it.

Let me not think I did, huh?

My dad's a cover -up.

Get going on that next one. Okay.

Michael! Yeah?

Get down here.

Martinez, throw me another mag.

Take the wheel.

Got it.

All right. I throw, you shoot.

Unwarned zero.

Shut the fuck up and shoot him.

I can't believe you fucking missed.

You fucking throw it right, I'll fucking hit it. Ha!

Go!

Yeah!

Fuck yeah!

Nice work, Michael. Nice shooting.

Nice ball making. Hey.

You all right?

Yeah.

Zero.

It's Bravo's thing.

Can you read me?

Bravo from Zero, good check.

Over. Sit, ref.

It's a little hairy.

We got the package.

Good work.

Bring him in.

Get down!

Get down!

Get down!

Get down!

Bravo team, respond.

Ahora sí.

Now I can't see where you're coming from, but I know just what

you're running from.

And what better speed than, who's better speed than, one to stop you

falling from your letter cup.

This ain't no place for no hero.

This ain't no place for no better man.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.