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Oh, God.

Where's Kamali?

We'll be right back.

And I suck, but I ain't gonna cut you up.

This ain't no baseball, no hero.

That asshole came back to the boat to help me get you out.

If he hadn't, he wouldn't be here.

That asshole being come on?

Yeah.

Who fucking does that?

You just found out you're a Mossad agent.

If it were me... You would have let me die.

Yeah.

We were made for each other.

But... I have to go.

Fuck, really?

Rebecca.

How long till I get here?

Who?

That Moffat team that you're waiting for?

Don't bullshit me.

I know that Kamala's still in this town.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be here with me.

Maybe I want to be here with you. Sure.

So this is the Mossad mission.

You crushed my party, remember?

Yeah.

When did they get here?

24 hours.

he will have gone by then.

Unless, of course, you want me to team up together and double our chances of

getting him.

He's got a safe deposit box in a bank in every city he operates in.

That drops for intel, cash, passports, and a list of safe houses.

He will be in one of those houses waiting for Gomez to get him across.

border.

We get the safe deposit box.

We get Kamali.

Nice. What are you so happy about?

Because we're gonna rob a bank. We're gonna do what?

It's not really a bank. The safety deposit boxes are under the central

exchange. Are you kidding me? You told me it was a bank.

It has evolved.

You still get to play bank robber.

Awesome. That's all I need.

What?

You didn't play cops and robbers when you were a kid?

Yeah.

And let me guess, you played the cop, didn't you, Michael?

Well, now you've got to play the robber, so you're in or out. If this is what

keeps us from telling Locke that we've lost Kamali, then I'm in. Here you go.

Right. We're robbing a bank. It's your town. How do you want to do it? Well,

know Miguel Gomez already.

Yeah. Loves cats, and he's great with an RPG.

And this is his brother, Raul.

He didn't win the Gomez family genetic lottery.

Cocaine addict with a heart condition, but still thanks to Big Brother,

president of the Central Stock Exchange.

Take a gun in his fat gut and he'll walk us through security.

That's your plan?

To walk in?

Do we have time to dig a tunnel?

It's Sunday. Minimal bodies on the ground keeps it simple.

Does Raul have any protection?

Two bodyguards and a driver.

It's light. That's because everybody knows who his brother is.

Sundays, he always walks his ugly -ass dog in the Simon Boulevard park.

Let's just say for the sake of argument that something does actually go wrong.

And the real police come running. I'm not shooting some cop just for doing

job. This is Columbia.

The police are never the first people you call. No. Everyone knows

You're twice.

You guys talk too much. Enough.

Please.

Martinez. Thank you. If something goes wrong, there'll be a private military

response team heading your way.

Just another cartel -owned company.

Now, these boys bust through before the cops even hear about it. You don't want

to fuck with them.

Yeah, well, we won't have to if it goes according to plan.

Because it will go according to plan. Bank robbery. They never go wrong, do

they?

You took your time?

I've been busy.

Keep walking.

You're faintly desperate, but I don't think you're going to shoot me.

Put a bullet through your leg if you try to run again.

I'm flat as you think I could outrun you.

I heard the French were looking for you.

We came to an agreement.

What about you? Section 12?

20.

The bluntest of their instruments. What do you want with me?

I found your name in a book of matches on a man who was trying to kill me.

I imagine there's more than one hired killer in Beirut with my name in his

pocket.

Did you give me up?

I have enough blood on my conscience.

Whoever betrayed you, it wasn't me.

I wouldn't fat man unless you got a punch repair kit ready.

You have any idea who I am? We know exactly who you are.

Come on, let's take a walk.

Damn!

You're good.

Practice.

Excuse me?

I've been tracking Leo Kamali.

Leo Kamali's a property developer.

Kamali is a money man. Without the cash he launders, al -Zahari and his

followers would be nothing but a bunch of angry Arabs burning flags outside

Western embassies.

Sorry, I can't help you. I'm out of the game.

Oh, shit.

You're here, you're in it.

Selling whatever information you can dig up to just about anyone who'll pay for

it. Do I disgust you?

Is it my lack of loyalty or honor?

Name one government or nation that has a name. Am I supposed to do it on my own?

You helped build this world.

You and your kind.

Oh, I see.

I suppose that means you have scruples.

And what would you do to get at the truth you're looking for, eh? Shoot an

man in the leg?

You know what I see when I look at you, Rachel?

I see a girl who is lost.

On the edge.

And you should trust me on this, because I've seen it all before.

The same people who sent you out here sent Leatherby out ten years ago. You

Leatherby? What do they say about him?

How do they explain how a soldier of his caliber suddenly switches sides and

works for the enemy?

If you carry on along this path, it'll happen to you.

All I want you to tell me is whether or not it was al -Zahari who sent his men

to kill me.

That's the wrong question. Why don't you tell me what the right one is?

Six intelligence officers have been killed in the last three months.

Car bombings, kidnappings, assassinations. This is a systematic

closet. Al -Zuhari is targeting people specifically who are dangerous to him.

People like you.

It's what al -Qaeda did before 9 -11.

So something's coming.

What?

A couple of weeks ago, I heard a whisper about a man looking for intel on

Western military bases. What intel?

Which bases?

All of them.

Everything. Material, personnel, itineraries, schedules.

You know, I asked myself, I said, Sebastian, the real value here is not

intel. It's knowing who really wants this information.

So I put myself up as a seller.

I let it be known that I have what they wanted.

So what happened?

What happened?

Al -Zuhari's men snatched me off the street, bundled me into the trunk of a

and drove me for three hours into the Bekaa Valley to one of their training

camps. You met Al -Zuhari?

He's here.

Nobody meets him.

Not anymore.

His people gave me three weeks to deliver.

But you won't.

I can't.

I don't have what they want.

But now you know that Al Zuhari is targeting Western military bases.

They'll kill you.

Well, I've always played by my own rules.

You could run.

Where to?

At least I can get a decent game of Batcannon here.

Come in with me.

Help her find Al Zuhari's base.

You're a brave thing, aren't you?

I had a daughter.

Ever get that feeling you're out of state? You're welcome.

Oh, he's giving us nothing.

Always was a little heavy on the gas.

Get in.

There's a plane standing by.

We're off to Columbia.

Praise dead.

He knew that Al -Zahari would not take a breath, Major.

Be brief in the air.

Don't mention it.

I've always wanted to rob a bank. It's not a bank, Scott. It's an exchange.

Ow, fat man.

Told you there's no money here.

Yeah, we don't want your money. No, then what?

Okay, you need to get him to punch in his security code on the way in.

When you get down to the vault, it's voice recognition.

We put in the code. We're going to go in.

Any fuss, we'll kill you.

Accesso prohibido. What the fuck? Good number, Humpty Dumpty. You think that's

help?

Probably not.

It makes me feel good.

There you go. There you go.

And it works. Zero, we're in.

Okay, the bulk's down the escalator ahead of you.

And there's one guard at the desk.

Señor Gomez, he está enfermo. Por favor, por favor. Are you correct?

You're right.

Keep moving, Batman.

What are you slowing down for? All right, voice recognition.

Speak. No.

Go fuck with me, fat man.

Speak.

Raul Gomez.

I sit down.

Hey.

What's up?

Tourista. Hi.

Perhaps. I can be of some service to you.

No, gracias.

Está muy bien, oficial.

Habla en español.

Poquito. Qué mujer hermosa.

Sí, sí es.

Es una ciudad romántica.

¿No te parece?

There's no parking here.

Move away.

Sorry, officer.

Which one's Kamali?

Kamali. I know you know him.

Oh, it's you.

You dangerous fucking whore.

What's wrong?

You don't know him.

If I betray Leo Kamali, not even my brother could protect me.

And you don't know me. So in ten seconds, I'm going to redecorate this

50 shades of gray matter.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six.

Yeah,

I got it.

Sorry,

buddy.

Zero, we've been made. A guard raised the alarm.

How long have we got?

Response time normally four minutes.

Shit.

Six,

five, four, three, two.

He's an unlikely candidate, is he?

Fuck Scott.

Zura, we've got a little problem with the big guy.

What the fuck happened to Raul?

He's unconscious.

Zura, can you hack into the exchange's database?

I can't hack in before they come.

It's the only link we have to Kamali.

Well, then you better wake him up.

You're going to have to revive him.

Me? Why?

Because you gave him the heart.

Ptosis, Damien. Queen of country, Michael.

That's all I'm saying.

You've got a bigger problem than that. X -ray's inbound.

I'll do it.

Oh, my God.

I'm trying to initiate hack protocol.

Okay, I've got nothing under Kamali.

Give me a name, I'll give you a number.

What's your mother's name?

Lisa Cooper.

Father, Yusef, come on.

Negative. No Lisa, no Cooper, no Yusef. Come on, wake up!

Two minutes.

Wait.

Esther.

Try Esther.

She likes the name.

Are you kidding me? You guys already talked baby names?

Negative. It has to be.

What does it mean?

Star.

Yep, got it. John Charles Starr, 553.

553, 553. Right there. Yep. Nice.

Go on.

The advised armed APC is arriving at your location.

Come on, mate.

He's gone.

Are you kidding me?

One problem at a time. Come on, Michael.

Get out now.

Fucking never go wrong. Shut up.

Fuck. Hey.

Look at that.

Nice.

Bloody hell.

You know, if this doldrum thing doesn't work out, maybe you could be a doctor.

I'm thinking about it. Anything?

Yeah, possibly.

Zero, we're coming out right now.

Roger, front of the building.

See you, fat man.

Zero, I've got visual on you. Be aware.

X -rays in position.

Fuck. Mike, we've got a lot of open ground and a lot of numbers.

Let's smoke it up.

Come here.

Fuck.

Fucking smokes.

Rebecca, once we go, we gotta keep moving.

You copy that?

Yes.

Hey, Damien.

I'm moving.

We'll bring her. We'll bring her.

She's got one.

She's got one. Here.

You take this and we find something useful.

So, we're leaving now? If this gets with Kamali, that's all that counts.

Once Kamali knows the vault's been hit, he'll know we're closing it. Yeah?

Just give me a second.

We better find out where Kamali is.

Save houses.

Daryl, this is Bravo Team. Daryl, this is Bravo Team. What have you got?

I've got coordinates for three save houses used by the cartel.

Roger that.

Which one?

You know, Gomez's construction is a frat.

They put money into housing development.

One safe house is the construction site. That must be it.

Sending the coordinates through now.

Roger that.

Bravo team, we're heading back to the crib.

You with me, mate?

Check this for anything I've missed. Yes, Mom.

Sitrep? Bravo team has arrived at the safe house. No further activity.

Go.

Inside. Zero, moving in.

Confirmed situation on the ground.

Bravo, be advised, X -ray is heading in your direction.

At least we know Kamali's here.

Go ahead, bud.

Where's Rebecca?

Your buddy Gomez shot her.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm in.

Too many.

There's always too many. Yeah, well, this time there really is.

I can't find your bag.

Maricone!

You hear me?

Send Kamali out!

Maybe I'll let you live.

You have until I smoke this.

Let me go.

Stay here, you die.

Like Rebecca for nothing.

Shut the fuck up! I swear to God you're gonna die first.

Help me cover these windows.

Fuck.

Simple. Zero.

We have the assets secure, but we're surrounded.

Fuck.

I always knew I'd go out like this.

Really?

I actually thought I'd make it. Pick up my pension and all that.

Get old and shit? Yeah, get old.

Bedtime stories for the grandkids.

Tell them how great I was before my knees went.

Well, then you'd be lying to them, Michael. Yeah, well, there is that.

What about you?

No.

I never saw it like that for me.

Zero.

What do you want me to do with your ass then?

Here.

Terminate the assets.

Pick a piece.

Now. You can't shoot me. Yeah, I can. No, you can't. Why's that?

Because I'm CIA.

Bullshit. Shoot him.

By my nose!

I've seen your prayers.

They're coming.

I'm a CIA undercover agent.

My code name is Pegasus. My controller is August Van Berg. I was recruited out

of Harvard Business School 15 years ago.

I'm under deep cover to get inside Al Zuhari's network.

Call Langley. You have contacts there. Call them. Ask about Pegasus.

Zero.

You getting that?

We're trying to get a line to Langley now, but we need more time. I'm looking

for a handout.

Pegasus. We haven't got time to shoot him or not. He's a fucking terrorist. Go

shoot him. Yes, I am. With Langley behind me, I went right to the fucking

I'm inside now.

And if you shoot me, you lose the only hope anyone has of stopping Azuhari.

No one is closer than me. No one else got a fucking chance of finding out the

truth. And he is planning something.

Something massive.

I don't know yet. But I am close. I need more time.

That's what we're all here for, right? To stop the terror.

You guys, I have seen what you can do.

And it's impressive, but I can do more my way. You just have to trust me.

When that door opens, you are dead, you know it.

But I can get you out of this. I am the only hope you have of living out this

day.

Untie me and give me a weapon.

Oh, fuck off.

Is he talking shit or not?

I don't know.

I'm trying to get through to the right people.

Shoot him and kill Baxter.

They were torturing him.

What else could I do?

And Rebecca?

I wish she hadn't died, but she took the same risks that we all do. If I'm

lying, you die.

If I'm telling the truth, you still die.

Just not today.

I am CIA.

You have to trust me.

Negative, negative. There is no Pegasus.

Bravo be advised, he is not CIA. I repeat, he is not CIA.

He lied.

I miss the honesty of day -to -day police work.

You okay?

Yeah, you sound like I feel.

I can taste margaritas. It's just

the blood in your mouth, man.

A picana. A uniquely South American device.

Based upon the cattle prod, but manufactured specifically for...

The torture of human beings. How you doing, Raul?

Can you be in hospital getting a breast reduction, you fat bitch?

And miss this?

High voltage.

But low current.

And you think that's going to make us talk?

You don't think we're trying for this?

No, no, no, no, no. He talks.

You scream.

And now you.

Fuck off. You talk.

And your friend doesn't suffer.

Now, what are your intentions towards me and my people?

Sorry,

Mikey. Yeah, do it. Do it, Scott.

I got nothing but love, man.

Look, I know you're British intelligence. Why are you in Colombia?

See, that's where you're wrong, buddy.

I'm not British.

He's certainly not intelligent.

I'm serious, yeah. Great.

You're a fucking drug dealer.

Connect the dots, retard.

Okay.

Your turn.

No, no, no.

For this one.

I see things between you and my brother have gotten a little personal.

Why'd you do that for?

You gotta ask him a question first.

Because it makes me feel good.

Look, you killed Victor Ulyanov.

Why?

Don't touch me!

That son of Arkady Ulyanov, my guest in my fucking house! I have no idea who

you're talking about.

Yeah?

You can answer a question now, Michael. Are you listening out on me now, mate?

Huh?

What did they tell you? Nothing.

It is not as much fun as we hoped. Hey, Raul, just cut their fucking hand off.

No.

I'll make them talk.

With this.

No, no, no, not that one.

Don't be foolish.

They're valuable.

Let me have them.

They hurt my brother. They killed Victor.

I'm the one that has to answer to Arkady, not you.

If you fear him more than you fear Al -Zawahiri, you're making a mistake.

This is my country, Leo. It's my mistake to make.

Yes, it is.

Fuck you, Dario.

Hey, Miguel.

Are you staying?

That cover's still good. The only witnesses are dead.

How about you come back with us and you explain why nobody at the CIA has ever

fucking heard of you.

That is a great idea, Michael.

Yeah, thanks.

Sorry, fat man.

2010. A nerve gas attack on an American military base in Doha.

14 servicemen dead.

Al -Zahari claimed credit.

Yeah. You knew.

And yet you did nothing.

Why do you think only 14 people died?

Do you care to tell me why it is, exactly, that Langley has no record of

How high does your clearance go?

High enough.

Apparently not.

Major Dalton.

That's enough.

What's going on?

Who is it? Who am I? I'm the deputy director of the CIA Counterterrorist

August Van Berg.

And this man, this man you've been beating, is a hero. He's an undercover

Why the hell does Langley have no records of him then? There are no

deniable deep cover operations. You should know that. What does the CIA

an inside man who's helping fund the very terrorism they're trying to put a

to? I don't have to justify our actions to you, Major. What the fuck are you

doing here?

What am I doing now? Now, I'm trying to figure out how to get Leo back into the

loop without him being fucking compromised. He's not going back. Oh,

I'll see how he finds out you've taken me. He's gone. He's disappeared.

He's in a cave for the next three years. Hang on.

These are not negotiations.

This is me telling you how it is going to go down.

Let me show you something.

Christ, Leo.

So, this is how it's gonna go down.

We run your asset, we'll share the intel, or he gets 25 years to life.

try me.

You'll destroy a decade of work.

I don't want to destroy anything. I want to use it.

Call it a trade.

You think I can't make a call?

I'll get my boss to talk to Whitehall. You and your band of merry men will be

pulling sentry duty in the fucking Falklands.

At least you know we stand with a penguin.

I can't trust him.

You will do as ordered, Major.

I understand that you don't trust me. Why should you?

And if you decide to, then you should know. I cannot guarantee you anything.

Ozahari has a mission and he has faith. And he will sacrifice anyone and

everything to achieve his goals.

You, me, anyone.

You must be prepared to do the same.

have tasted what we must live with every day until your governments withdraw

from all lands where you are unwanted.

We and our brothers from oppressed nations on this earth will rain the

fire of Allah on your heads.

Coming from, but I know just what you're running from.

And what better speed than, who's better than the ones who stop you

falling from your letter cup.

This ain't no place for no hero.

This ain't no place for no better man.

This ain't no place for.

Where?