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The Democratic Republic of Congo

is the scene of the worst
humanitarian crisis in the world

according to the United Nations.

WOMAN: (ON TV) In what has
been described as the world's

deadliest conflict
since World War II,

millions of people
have been killed.

Massacres and rape, routinely
used as weapons of war,

have forced hundreds of thousands
of people to flee their homes.

MAN: (ON TV) For years, the United Nations
and non-governmental organizations, NGOs,

have been providing
humanitarian relief

in an increasingly
unstable situation,

often requiring the presence of
private security contractors

to ensure aid workers' safety.

The conflict is fuelled by the
country's vast mineral wealth,

with all sides suspected of
deliberately prolonging the violence

to plunder natural resources
such as gold, diamonds,

copper, coltan, and other
high-value minerals

to meet the growing demand
of the Western world.

WOMAN: (ON TV) Despite
calls for a ceasefire

and the presence of
UN peacekeepers,

a deteriorating humanitarian
situation of poverty and corruption

jeopardize hopes of a lasting peace and
reconstruction of the shattered nation.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Jimmy!

- JIM: Hey.
- What are you drinking?

Oh, you guys look pretty tonight,
but I got my gal over here.

I'll buy you one.

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

Roger that, Jim.

- Hey, chief.
- Hey, what's happening?

- We're up to here in mud out there.
- Jesus.

- So I shut down the site for tonight.
- Will it be ready?

ANNIE: There are
not enough of us.

We have to meet the new
Minister of Health.

We need his support to train
medical staff locally.

I'll get a face-to-face meeting
and we'll go together.

Okay.

- I'll email him now.
- Thank you. Hey.

- How are you?
- Good.

- Hey. How are you?
- What's up?

Where am I? Where
do you want me?

Here. Uh, no.

What are you having, Jim?

I'll have a pretty little thing
just like Annie's got here.

- A blue one.
- A blue one, yeah.

Was there anything else, Annie?

Um, yes, there was.

We also need to coordinate
with local NGOs

to distribute condoms
outside the clinics...

Oh, man. Don't talk to me
about condom distribution.

It's like rape promotion
in these villages.

You might as well hand
them out to the wild dogs.

And a great humanitarian,
Mr. Terry Cox.

Wait a minute. How long we
been friends? Twenty years?

I think that's the first time I've
ever heard you call me a humanitarian.

MAN: (ON TV) Our main
story from Africa,

where the Minister of Mining
and Natural Resources

of the Democratic Republic of Congo
has triggered a burst of reactions

from the international
community this afternoon

by announcing the
decision to cancel

and renegotiate all pre-existing
contracts with foreign mining companies.

With growing evidence of
political corruption,

there are questions regarding the
motivations behind this decision,

but the minister advocates
the restricted...

(LAUGHS)

Good morning, honey.

- I've gotta go to work.
- Okey-dokey.

Really. We are short on staff.

- I have to.
- Okay, sweetheart.

You have a good day at work.

Let me go.

- Don't you have to go to work, too?
- I think I got a couple of hours.

I gotta grab some stuff from my
place, and then get out to the site.

What are you doing over there?

Aren't you guys here to
work for us? To protect us?

I am your 24-hour
personal bodyguard.

I'm putting my meanest guys on the
clinic tonight. You'll be safe.

Oh.

Will you work late?

I'm hoping not.

- I'll see you later.
- Mmm-hmm.

See you later, Jim.

JIM: (ON RADIO) How we doing on
the perimeter-fence check? Over.

REED: Perimeter
checked and secured.

This security detail's getting boring.
I can't wait to see some real action.

It's crazy hot out
here tonight.

I've made sure that every checkpoint
is resupplied with fresh water.

Roger that.

I don't know about you,

but I find it harder and harder
to focus out here in this heat.

I've been letting the dehydration
get to my memory so much,

I'm having to start writing shit down
just to remember to take a piss.

I was video-documenting
on my cell phone earlier,

like a goddamn wazoo.

Action at the gate. Sitrep.

REED: Roger. Two NGO
vehicles on site.

Seems to be Felix's escort.

Felix and Cox jabbering.

What do you figure that's
all about at 2200 hours?

JIM: On my mark,
switch to all freq 4.

REED: Roger. Switching now.

JIM: Reed, Jim. Check.

Lima Charlie to me.

I got a feeling we're
going operational.

(CHATTERING)

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

(SIGHS)

- Hey, Annie.
- Felix.

Hello. Is he gonna make it?

Till the next time.

- I need a break.
- Sure.

We've had five of those machete
wounds today. We lost two.

Another day in paradise.

Did you get us a meeting
with the Minister of Health?

Yeah. 9:00 tomorrow
morning, you and I.

FELIX: Happy?

Did you go to the
airstrip tonight?

- Just for a few minutes. Administrative.
- Did you see Jim?

I didn't speak to him. I
didn't wanna bother him.

They've got a big job out there,
and I had a sense they'd go late.

He's a lucky man, Jim Terrier.

- He's a hard man.
- If only you could love a soft one.

(CHUCKLES)

Can I drive you home?

Thanks, but I'll wait for Jim.

Okay.

There's plenty of work here
for me to pass the time.

- I only stopped by to ask you that.
- Mmm.

(CAR STARTS ENGINE)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, Jim. Document this.

Oh, Reed! Watch where you
point that weapon, man.

Have some barrel control, man.

All right, mates, here
are your target packs.

COX: Drop that, Jimmy.
This is Operation Calvary.

We insert as a team here,

four degrees, 18 minutes south,
15 degrees, 18 minutes east.

Reed, you are Sierra 1,

and you'll be positioned here,
in a third-floor apartment.

Two blocks down will be Bryson,
Sierra 2, and Jim, Sierra 3.

You're the lucky one, Jim.

Double bedroom at
the Grand Hotel.

Reed, report.

Tango 1 is completing
a three-car convoy.

Fronting and backing vehicles
are low profile, soft skins.

Target Vehicle: B7 armored
white, Toyota Land Cruiser.

The convoy will travel
westbound down the boulevard.

He'll hit a natural
choke point,

giving us three to five-second
window of opportunity.

Yeah. You guys are already
zeroed for ballistic advantage.

Your drop cards are adjusted to
Kinshasa density altitude, right?

- Roger that.
- Roger. Green light?

Felix will give the green light when
he confirms the target is inbound.

Felix will also designate which
of you shooters engages.

- Any other questions?
- Extraction plan?

Once the hit occurs, the shooter, and
the shooter only, is into the wind.

- Off continent?
- COX: Yeah. We have a plane on standby.

That's how Felix wants it.

Don't let the target
escape the X.

FELIX: Sierra 3, copy.

Sierra 3, Lima Charlie.

Nice night in Kinshasa, huh?

(SIGHS)

You are the designated
trigger, Jim.

I had a feeling. Roger that.

Hey.

I'm here.

Look out for her
for me, will you?

I will take care of Annie.
You have my word, Jim.

FELIX: Calvary is confirmed.

COX: Stand by. Stand by.

Confirm Tango 1 on the move.

Vehicle Speed: 30 miles per hour.
Rear right passenger seat.

Calvary is a go. Repeat.
Calvary is a go.

(COCKS GUN)

Stand by. Stand by.
I have control.

(GUNSHOTS)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(EXHALES)

COX: Tango 1 down.
Liftoff. Liftoff.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

See you later, Annie.

The latest reports from the
Democratic Republic of Congo,

where the unclaimed assassination
of the Minister of Mining

has triggered violent confrontations
in the capital city of Kinshasa.

MAN: (ON TV) Across the country, clashes
between government forces and rebels,

along with indiscriminate raids
on civilian populations,

have started again
with rising intensity.

A country already crippled by
corruption in a decade of civil war

descends even
further into chaos.

Bonjour.

Bonjour.

(WHISTLES) Hey!

Shh.

(CHATTERING)

Hey!

MAN: Customs released the
humanitarian aid cargo yesterday,

so we've just received this new shipment of
rice, canned food, and medical supplies.

We need to extend
our storage space

and we're running a little short
on lumber, but it's not a problem.

We've also received the water
pumps that Jim asked for,

so he can now finish setting
up the water Wells.

Jim, you're up,

but you know this meeting is
for department heads only.

Oh. Forgive the Liberty.
Eugene's my chainman.

Uh, we are loading up on the remaining
pipe today, 150 feet of joint,

push on, hit our mark on
well bore NLT this evening.

As you were. No later
than this evening.

- We have CBM information?
- Eugene.

Sitrep. Coal bed methane
rating is below standard

and presents no risk of contamination
to the groundwater bed.

But lots of clean
water for my people.

Thank you.

I got a couple of teenagers back home
I'd like you to spend some time with.

Jim has many qualities, but we
still have a security issue.

Regarding surfing.

CAMILLE: Jim, come on. You've
been here for over a year now.

You know security protocol
apply to all staff.

Is that a new shirt?
Sorry. It's very pretty.

(LAUGHING)

(CHATTERING)

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

It's okay. It's okay.

I'll pull it away.

(CRASHING)

Okay, just...

(GRUNTS)

(CHATTERING)

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

(SHOUTING IN FRENCH)

Jim!

(SHOUTING)

(GUNSHOT)

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

JIM: Eugene, stop.

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GUNSHOT)

(GRUNTS)
(GUNSHOT)

Are there any more?

No.

Are you okay? Eugene,
are you okay?

- You sure?
- Yeah.

(PANTING)

Okay, Eugene, listen to me,
you did the right thing.

You hear me? You did
the right thing.

And now you're gonna
do more, okay?

Come on. Get all of our
people back to the compound.

Tell Camille to lock down
all projects and all AOs.

I'm gonna send a cab
back to the compound.

Have security just throw my ruck
over the wall. Nobody goes outside.

Then, tomorrow, when it's safe,

have all the nationals
reabsorb into the community,

go to emergency evac
plan for the expats.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

- JIM: Are the keys in the Rover?
- Yeah. Sure.

Okay. Give that to security.
Now can you do that?

- I will take you to Kinshasa, Mr. Jim.
- No, no, no, Eugene.

You've gotta do what I asked you to do
because you're the one who can do it.

You understand? Okay.

I've got a lot of respect
for you, young man.

You saved my life. I'll
never forget that.

(EXHALES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

FELIX: Sierra 3,
come in. Sierra 3.

COX: Don't let the
target escape the X.

(CLICKS GUN)

(EXHALES)

COX: Stand by. Stand by.
Confirm Tango 1 on the move.

Calvary is a go.

(GUNSHOT)
(GLASS SHATTERING)

WOMAN: And the crew, we'd like to welcome
you aboard this flight to London.

(CHATTERING)

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Hey. Jim Terrier.
- Terry.

(LAUGHS)

For fuck's sake. Oh, man.

I heard you were living
in London all this time.

- You don't call, you don't write.
- Yeah.

Please, will you sit down?

I'm surprised that they let
you in, looking like that.

- Do you want a drink?
- No, thanks.

Yeah, no, I was living in
London for several years

after our escapade in Congo.

Not a proud moment, and I guess
I felt awkward reaching out.

Well, you always worried too much,
Jim. The past is the past, my friend.

I see you lost the mustache.

Looks good. I never cared
for the mustache on you.

Boy, these are nice digs.
You've done well, huh?

Me? Well, yeah.

Company's expanded since you
retired, went multinational.

Provides much more extensive services
now in machinery, weaponry, expertise.

I don't know about you, I just
seem to travel all the time.

Branches worldwide. You see,
no more Kevlar vests for me.

I went from killer to
cashier. Don't tell anyone.

You look worried,
Jim. What is it?

Terry, who all knew
about Project Calvary?

Why do you wanna dig
up that history?

I was in Congo for
the last year.

Yesterday, three indigs came
after me, specifically after me.

Specifically after you?

That's not good. Well, for all
our sakes, I hope you're wrong.

Who knew about Calvary?

You, me, Reed, and Bryson.
But we're all brothers.

The clients knew, of course, but
who they were, I don't know.

I mean, mining corporations,
politicians...

That information was way above
my pay grade back then.

Felix Marti was the only
civilian who knew about it.

He was the only direct
contact with the clients.

I think if your gut instinct is that
this trouble is related to Calvary,

then we should both track down Felix
Marti, find out who's behind it.

The last I heard, he
was back in Barcelona.

I think I should track down Reed and
Bryson and give them the heads up.

I think they might
be operating still.

We should keep in contact about
this. How can I reach you?

I'll call you.

You keep your eyes open 'cause they
could be coming after you, too.

MAN: Terrier just walked out
of the company's building.

Heading west towards
the junction.

North side.

Crossing the street now.

Sunglasses, parka,
camo backpack.

Oscar 1, he's coming your way.

He's ex-Special Forces.
Don't tail him too close.

He could spot you.

He's heading for the subway.

- Stay with him?
- Negative.

Stand down. We'll
take it from here.

(TV PLAYING)

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

- Did you come alone?
- Well, what do you think?

- How long have you known me?
- I mean, you're sure you weren't followed?

After I received your
message, I caught two tubes,

walked twice round Victoria
Park, like a fucking lunatic.

What's going on?

(MAN SHOUTING)

Jim, they're brain dead. They
only care about the match.

Three pipe-hitters just tried
to take me down in Congo, Stan.

Fuck me.

What makes you think
they were after you?

It's the Congo, for fuck's
sake. What do you expect?

If we were to drop into Liberia tomorrow,
there'd be one or two feisty campers

who'd wanna kick the shit
out of most white blokes.

It wasn't regular army, Stanley,
it wasn't rebels, it wasn't FARDC.

(BANGING)

- All right.
- All right?

Fucking cupcake.

- You're paranoid?
- Yeah.

Somebody wanted 50 ccs of me for
proof of kill. Is that paranoid?

Whoever it is that
sent those hitters,

they've figured out by now
that I'm still alive.

I need to find out who wants me
dead before they find me again.

Well, Jim,

I'll put you up for a job,
right, keep you off the grid.

- It's black work, your type...
- No, I don't do that anymore.

You don't do that anymore? What
the fuck do you want me to do?

I just want you to keep
your ear to the ground,

find out who's using SCARs,

who's offering jobs in Congo,
who's asking questions about me.

I gotta find out why
after all this time.

I talked to Cox. He
hadn't heard anything.

I wanna go to Barcelona and
get to Felix. Maybe he knows.

Now, get me set up. I just need
24 to 48 hours, then I'll bump.

I need you to set
me up with a kit.

You get compromised, and I
fucking go down with you,

and I'm just beginning to enjoy
my pathetic little life here.

Fucking...

Drop me out, will you, mate?
That's twice you've done that now.

Fucking shut up, granddad.
It's only a fucking pint.

- You want some, I'll give it you.
- Granddad.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

Okay. Okay, I'm gonna
get my jacket.

Call the fucking pigs!

STANLEY: Look at the
fucking state of me.

Every fucking time, you
have to chin someone.

You'll end up doing
plenty of fucking time.

I only wanted to see
the fucking game.

Jim?

(PANTING)

(FAINTLY) Are you all right?

(VOMITS)

Jim, come here. Come here.

- Something's wrong. Oh. My head.
- Jim, you all right?

My head.

I've got you. I've got you.

(GROANS)

- Oh, fuck.
- (FAINTLY) Jim?

I've got you.

DOCTOR: Mr. Terrier.

The dizziness that
you described,

- have you had these episodes before?
- (STANLEY EXHALES)

Chronic headaches, balance,
coordination issues?

Headaches only. Headaches.
I don't sleep well.

Memory? Any significant
head trauma?

Significant head trauma? No.
I forget things sometimes.

I have to take notes
to remember details.

What's the scar above
your right eye?

Uh, shrapnel.

What was the cause of
the shrapnel injury?

- IED.
- Oh, so nothing significant, then.

(STANLEY SCOFFS)

Have you spent a lot of time near
artillery or loud concussive blasts?

I suppose so, yeah.

- Do you get mood swings, short temper?
- I'll attest to that. (CHUCKLES)

Right. What we're looking
at here, you see this?

All this red area here, that
is amyloid plaque buildup.

It's actually toxic to your brain,
and it's quite significant.

Now, normally, this would
indicate early Alzheimer's,

but given the nature of your
collapse tonight and your history,

I'd say what this tells me is you're
suffering from post-concussion syndrome.

It's head trauma of a
cumulative nature.

Now I certainly hope you
live a very long life,

but this is a serious condition.

This can lead to memory
loss, chronic depression,

sometimes suicidal thoughts.

Have you ever...

No. No, I mean... No.
Just the headaches.

So, what, I take
drugs for this or...

Well, I can prescribe you a specific
treatment for the headaches,

but for the condition itself,
unfortunately, no, there's no drugs.

Just take care of your mind.

Certainly avoid anything
strenuous on your head,

like rough sports, loud
concerts, East End pubs...

Seriously, though,

any more stresses like this,
and that is gonna get worse.

Can you hold that for a second?

That's really healthy.

I'm going to Barcelona with
or without your help, Stan.

Here.

You're going to Barcelona when you
know it's an insane thing to do.

You didn't listen to what
the doc said, did you?

And you ain't done this job
for a long old time, mate.

Just get me a safe
place in Barcelona.

No.

- But you're my friend.
- Yeah.

And as your friend, I don't wanna
see you dead in the gutter

with a bullet in the back
of your fucking head.

You can't even catch
a fucking lighter.

Okay, once in Barcelona, if
I put down my credit card,

put my name on a hotel registry,

they're gonna be onto me,
and that'll be on you.

What, you're gonna play that
fucking card with me now?

I gotta go, Stan. Do you
hear me? I got to go.

You know what?

- Here.
- I don't want it.

Well, fuck it, then. You're
out of your fucking mind.

If that's what you want,
I'll set it up for you.

I'll call you in the morning.

STANLEY: Jim, you know what? I don't
think you should go on your own.

Why should you have all the
fun while I'm stuck here?

I'll fly out after you in
case you need some backup.

I've got some contacts in Barcelona,
friends of mine, ex-Spanish Legion,

old dogs like me.

No one pays attention
to them anymore.

They'll take good care of you, get you
a place, a car, everything you need.

You'll be safe.

(CHILDREN SHOUTING)

(LAUGHING)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(CHATTERING)

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

FELIX: What I will tell you,

and what I think all of our
panelists are indicating,

is that we must combine
and target our efforts

with the goal of
long-term societal...

FELIX: (ON RADIO)
Sierra 3, copy.

(GUNSHOT)

COX: Once the hit occurs, the shooter,
and the shooter only, is into the wind.

- JIM: Off continent?
- COX: Yeah, that's how Felix wants it.

FELIX: The private sector can no
longer think only vertically,

and the aid sector can no longer exist
with solely horizontal humanitarianism.

- What we need, what we really need here...
- Is money.

I was going to say,

sir,

is balance.

Balance, uh...

Uh...

(NERVOUSLY) When our
mission is of greater

service to ourselves

than to our clients or beneficiaries,
then we're destined to failure.

It's balance. It's balance.

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

You're in Spain.

And you're in a swanky suit.

Jim, why are you here?

- I think you know.
- No, I don't.

Believe me, I don't.
What can I do for you?

Someone tried to kill me
three days ago in Congo.

Oh, wow. What is that, your book
title? It's pretty good, actually.

You're all writing
memoirs these days.

But why were you in Congo? Why?
Didn't we do them enough harm?

I was drilling Wells.

I was working for an NGO.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Not all of us wanna turn
our sin into profit.

Really?

Well, let me tell you, I don't
believe a word you're saying.

I believe you're here because you think
Annie will leave me to be with you.

And I would be most welcoming

of the humiliation you would
suffer in attempting to take her.

Is that clear?

She is a remarkable
woman, Jim. Remarkable.

But when you told me
to look after her,

you didn't actually expect her to
wait for a man who walked away?

She's my wife, and
she will remain so.

That said, we can play along in this
fairy tale, but then why would I...

Don't fuck with me, Felix. We
were all part of the operation.

I mean, you did your part, I did mine.
We all found a way to justify it.

Listen, it's been many years

since I spoke to anybody
we worked with back then.

I'm running my own place
here now, as you can see.

I'm running my own enterprise.

And neither of us can afford to do
anything but forget that project.

It never happened.

That's the way you
wanna play it, Felix?

With me?

Oh, God. Okay, okay, this is what
I'll do for you, soldier boy.

I'll go to some of my stateside
sources, and I'll find out what I can.

And whatever I find, I
will give to you, okay?

We're gonna start
over again here, Jim.

Yeah, civilly.

Join Annie and I for
dinner tonight.

Murgola Restaurant?
10:00 P.M.

I'm sure she'd love to see you.

I came here to talk to you.

If that were the case,
you'd have called.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

Jim! Welcome.

Sit down.

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

He didn't...

You didn't tell her.

No, I didn't tell her.
It was a surprise.

As it was a surprise for me
to see you this afternoon.

What are you doing here?

Our old friend has had some, what,
trouble back in the stomping grounds.

And you know what? I have a
lot of information for you.

For both of us, actually.

But before any of that,

we have a surprise, right,
we'd like to share with him?

- We have champagne.
- Felix, stop.

Felix, what? Felix, what?

Pretty soon, we'll be saying,
"Felix Junior, stop."

- Stop!
- FELIX: What? What happened?

What... Sorry. Am I
missing anything?

Why is everyone so tense?

I mean, if you think of the coincidence
of all of this, you should not be tense.

A dear and old friend
arrives in town

just as we are formalizing the
adoption of our first child.

- I think it's a reason enough to...
- Stop.

- Sit down.
- You're humiliating me.

No, the way you stared
at him humiliates you.

Enough. That's enough.

(CROWD GASPS)

(LAUGHS)

Proud of yourself?

(SIGHS)

Annie!

Annie! Annie, please.

- Just wait one second.
- What? What?

- What are you doing here?
- I thought you knew.

That you were here in Barcelona,
huh? That you were coming to dinner?

I'm sorry.

It's easy to say now,
isn't it, James?

Just tell Felix if he still wants to
give me the information that he got,

I'll be at 93 Calle
Hercules, apartment 4D.

(EXHALES)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(MOANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- You moved back to London?
- Yeah.

But I had been in DRC, where
I spent the past year,

helping out,

following your lead.

Don't.

(SIGHS)

You come here and you want to
talk about eight years ago.

(SIGHS)

Really, Jim, what did you
think was gonna happen?

You coming here?

I came back here 'cause
somebody's trying to kill me,

and it's got to do with what happened that
made me have to leave in the first place.

And what was that, Jim?

(LAUGHING)

Of course.

You never told me about
what you did then,

so why would you start now?

I had to leave. I had no choice.

And I don't need an
explanation. I really don't.

We are different people now.

I'm trying to be.

What do you see in him?

(EXHALES)

If a firefighter saves you
from a fire, there is a debt.

Felix was there for me
when you disappeared.

He did everything he
could to protect me.

I've tried to pay the
debt with marriage.

I'm still paying, and
he's still collecting.

Felix asked me to come.

He is apologetic
for what happened,

and he seems to think the information
he has for you is important.

This is the address of
our home in the country.

Join us for lunch
tomorrow at 2:00?

Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

Peek-a-boo!

(LAUGHING)

Romeo. Romeo. Romeo.

Annie said you wanted to see me.

Let's go inside.

It took me a few phone calls,

but I managed to dig up
some interesting stuff.

Yeah, it seems you may be right.

There is something going on in
connection with what we did back then.

What is that?

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

- Ah.
- (VIBRATING CONTINUES)

- Do you wanna get that?
- No, no, no, no.

I think it's more important we
finish our conversation. Do you...

Are you hungry? Do you
wanna eat something?

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

- No, I'm not hungry.
- Okay.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Stop. Stop.

- Will you stop, please? Come on...
- Will Annie be joining us?

Annie...

Annie is riding, always
with her horses.

What were we talking
about? Uh...

Yes, for you to be a target,

you must have more information
than just your memory, right, Jim?

What do you keep? A diary?

Do you keep a diary? A diary
of the horror we created?

With the blood of
all these women

and grandpas and all those
baby ones, little ones,

floating in the river
beside their toys.

And you keep a diary of that?

We have to look forward, Jim.

Looking back, all we're doing is
fucking and killing like animals.

And you know a lot about that,
especially about fucking and killing.

I'm going to get a shower.

Yeah, you better get a shower.

Right, Jim?

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(POURING DRINK)

You asked me here to give
me some information,

so give me the
fucking information.

Here's the information,
right here.

(STAMMERING) It appears
your old friends and me

are on a congressional
subpoena list.

It shouldn't be long before we
have Interpol on our backs.

"Into events in Kinshasa, Democratic
Republic of Congo in 2006."

Well, that was only
a matter of time.

I see Cox is on the list.
What about Reed and Bryson?

Well, that's an interesting
part of the story.

I found obituaries for
both Reed and Bryson.

Of the three shooters,
you're the only one left.

What are you looking at?

Huh? Oh. Do you
remember Stan Edgerton?

- Who?
- My friend Stanley. You met him.

No, I don't recall.

He worked with the company
with Cox and I before Congo.

We did joint taskforce in Liberia.
He happened to be in Barcelona.

And I hope you don't mind,
I gave him your address.

He's gonna come out here and we're
gonna go hunting from here.

Hunting? For what?

Whatever's in season. I just
need to shoot something.

- They should be here any minute now.
- But when are they...

(CLANGING)

(STAMMERING) But who...

They? Who are they?

They, Stan and a couple of U.S. Marines
from the embassy who had a day off

and wanted to shoot
something, too.

No. I can't believe it.

You all right?

Okay. Uh...

Fine.

- (CHUCKLING)
- Hmm?

Are you trying to say something?

- You're saying what?
- We have to go. It's all fucked now.

- I should use the bathroom. Do you mind?
- Why would I mind?

I'm feeling the balance
might be lost.

Where is it, now? Okay.

Fuck.

What did you tell 'em?

That my friends were coming
with a car full of guns?

What did you think would happen when
you asked me to get information?

You cannot take her.

(FELIX PANTING)

FELIX: She's mine.
She's my wife.

Ask her, who was there for her?

Why did you come back
into our lives, Jim? Why?

Get up. Move. Come on.

- I can't let you take her away from me.
- Which way?

- Annie?
- ANNIE: What's going on?

- Annie!
- FELIX: She's my wife. She's my wife.

Get dressed. Get dressed. You
gotta get dressed, darling.

Felix? What happened
to your face?

- Annie, no!
- What did you do to him?

Get your clothes on, now.
Get your clothes on.

Yes, get dressed. For
Christ's sake, get dressed.

Will someone please tell me
what the fuck is going on?

He set me up, but he's
too drunk to understand

they're gonna try
to kill all of us.

Kill?

They were going to take him
when he left the house,

but he fucked it all
up for hunting.

There's nobody coming,
Felix, no hunting party.

(LAUGHING)

How many are there?
How many? How many?

What difference does it make now,
Jim? What difference does it make?

Felix, what did you
do? What did you do?

Annie, get down!

Listen, we are going
to be attacked.

I gotta get us out of
here. Just do what I say.

- Where are you?
- JIM: Do you understand?

- JIM: Just do what I say.
- FELIX: Jim. Annie.

Wasn't this what you both always
wanted? I mean, you made it.

You're finally back together. You
may well have children together.

That would be heaven.
But you were right...

Felix, we gotta go.

Hell. Hell don't forget
us. It's in our hands.

Okay, okay, we'll
do all that later.

- It's on our hands, James.
- Stop, Felix! We've gotta go!

You're never gonna
be happy, Jim.

- Stay down.
- And I am sorry to tell you now.

This hell we created is
gonna be with you always!

- We will never be able to leave this life.
- Get down.

- Or do you think you can escape it?
- Felix, get down! Get down!

I don't think so. Let
the real hunt begin!

(GUNSHOT)
(GLASS SHATTERING)

(ANNIE SCREAMING)

Fuck it.

(ANNIE CRYING)

To happiness.

To your goddamn
fucking happiness.

JIM: Felix, don't!

- Felix!
- (GUNSHOT)

(GLASS SHATTERING)
(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS)

Felix. Felix.

Annie, he's gone. There's
nothing you can do for him.

They're gonna come for
us. We've gotta go.

Now.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Bravo Team
to leader. We're moving in.

Stay close.

- (CRYING)
- Stay calm. Calm.

Stay there. Stay there.

(ANNIE CRYING)

JIM: Annie, do you have
another car? Shit.

Come on. We gotta go.
Come on. Come on!

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

REINIGER: (ON RADIO)
Master bedroom clear.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

SHOOTER: Main floor is clear.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(GUNSHOT)
(GROANS)

(NEIGHING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(METAL CLANGS)

(GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS)

Go!

Circle them. Go to
the other side.

(SCREAMING)

Come on.

Jim Terrier, I heard
great things about you.

You were quite a marksman
back in the day.

It seems you haven't
lost your touch.

SHOOTER: (ON RADIO) They're
trapped in the bathroom.

Copy that. I'm
heading to the roof.

REINIGER: I know every
room in this house.

You have one
skylight, this door.

You've got nowhere to go. And
I know you're not alone.

His wife is with you, Annie.
We just want you, not her.

So give yourself up, and
we will let the girl go.

You care for her, no?

Open the door and she
will walk away from this.

JIM: Who sent you?
Who do you work for?

Why?

You wonder why your past
comes back to haunt you?

I guess your little bitch

must be wondering how she got
caught up in that slaughter, too.

And now you're ready to
sacrifice an innocent woman?

(ANNIE SCREAMING)

Okay. Okay.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(GUNSHOTS)

(STARTS ENGINE)

(GUNSHOTS)

We need to change cars.
They'll be all over us.

It's in here. It belongs to a
farmer, a friend of Felix.

Felix always wanted to buy this
car, but he wouldn't sell it.

Hope it runs as
good as it looks.

Who are these people, huh?
What's going on, Jim?

- What was Felix talking about?
- Felix was drunk. He was delusional.

Don't lie to me!

(STARTS ENGINE)

I'm not moving
until you explain.

Tell me, Jim.

Please.

(STOPS ENGINE)

(SIGHS)

We did some bad things.

I did some bad things.

Tell me.

Cox,

me,

a couple of others
from the company.

We weren't just laying an airfield
and doing protection for an NGO.

We had

a parallel contract
with a mining interest.

Felix was the liaison.

We were supplying arms
to the rebels, training.

The company would get its piece
of the pie from the resources.

It should have been
a clean contract,

but it didn't work out that way.

And why did you leave me?

It was me.

I'm the one that killed
the Mining Minister.

The contract with the company

dictated that the shooter leave the
continent, so I left the continent.

I thought I'd come back,

I thought things would
improve, but they didn't.

I watched the event playing out
on TV, tried to reach you.

Felix told me you were safe.

And I just couldn't...

I felt so trapped. Annie...

I thought about you every
second. I know I abandoned you.

It's the biggest
mistake I ever made.

I just... I couldn't
face you after that.

But I loved you every second.

I can't ask you to forgive
me. I can't expect anything.

What about now?

I have to get some things
from the apartment,

and then we'll go someplace
where I can hide you.

A safe place.

Okay, slide over.

Okay, you're gonna
drive in circles.

Four right turns, turn around, four
left turns. Just keep doing that.

If anyone looks at you
too long, you leave me.

Okay? If you don't hear from me
in 15 minutes, you leave me.

Go. Go. Go, go.

(CLICKS)

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(UNLOCKS)

(EXPLODING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CLATTERING)

(GASPS) Jim.

Drive.

- ANNIE: What happened?
- JIM: Nothing to worry about.

Just drive until you
can't drive anymore.

I have a friend who's
gonna help us.

(SIREN BLARING)

You must be Annie. Come here.

Meet Stanley.

Oh.

What? I told you I couldn't
leave you on your own.

Right, there's mange
and vino in there.

I'll hide the car.

STANLEY: You're lucky I've got
lots of friends in Spain.

- STANLEY: Now...
- I'm gonna go.

- STANLEY: Night, darling.
- ANNIE: Good night.

(SOBBING)

You gotta go back home, Jim,

notify Interpol or the DOJ,

tell 'em exactly where you are.

Call your attorney. Turn
yourself over to him.

It's the one shot you got.

It's the one shot she's got.

I got three dead in the DRC,

another five or six at Felix's
house in the country,

and then two, boom,
in Barcelona,

most likely Spanish citizens,
killed by an American in Spain.

All Spanish. Hmm.

(SIGHS)

All right, here's
what I've found.

The company's got an LLC,

some kind of fucking import/export
cover called Aquila Corp.

It's running their black ops.

They're using a lot of Spaniards 'cause
it's operating out of Gibraltar.

Oh, I got another one for you.

It's managed by
your friend, Cox.

Word is, the company's
in line for a new deal.

Pentagon-size shit, you know.

Anything resurfacing from
the past, any indictment,

will fuck 'em right up.

So they're clearing house.

Mmm. And you're first in
line with Bryson and Reed.

Two down, one to fucking go.

With Felix dead, guess
who stays in the game?

(GRUNTS)

(EXHALES)

I got you a clean car.

Catch. (CHUCKLES)

Here you are. It's
parked 'round the side.

(EXHALES)

Jim, you all right?

- Yeah.
- You sure?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Get her to the police and
get yourself out of Dodge.

If the shit goes down, you
haven't heard from me.

Well, you let me hear from you.

- Come on. You call me, right?
- Yeah.

STANLEY: You've got a
long drive ahead of you.

You're already
exhausted. You're sick.

So don't do anything stupid.

Don't expect a friendly
welcome anymore.

(CLICKS)

BARNES: Need a light?

(CLICKS)

Mind if I sit down?

I think I might
have one with you.

You ever have one of those days
when every law is Murphy's Law?

Hmm?

Everything's going wrong

and everybody wants to
kill you for something.

You know, my wife's been
on me for weeks now

to finish this tree house in the
garden for the kids, you know.

One bloody tree and about 30 inches
where I can get the ladder in

before I run into
my wife's garden.

(LAUGHS)

- You a tourist?
- Something like that.

Yeah.

Got some heavy shit going
on up there today.

- Is that right?
- Oh, yeah.

One of the companies in that building
got a surprise visit from Interpol.

You know Interpol?

- You know, I think if I went home right now
- (EXHALES)

and, with the little space that
I've got, but I put my mind to it,

I could finish that tree house
lickety-split, you know?

Sometimes we make
our problems bigger

when we put off doing it the
right way the first time round.

Then they just get harder
and harder to face.

You think?

I do.

And guess what? I think a smart
bloke like you thinks so, too.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

'Cause I'm sure you've got
your own tree house to build,

but if you ever wanna
build one together,

let me know.

And by the way, if I were you,

I wouldn't play in
that tree house today.

Termites. And they wanna bite
off more than your hand.

Get my drift, cowboy?

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

- WOMAN: (ON PHONE) Aquila Corp.
- JIM: Terrance Cox's office, please.

WOMAN: Putting you through.

(PHONE RINGING)

Terrance Cox's office.
How may I help you?

JIM: Give Mr. Cox the
following message.

Tell him JT will meet him at the
Oceana Aquarium in one hour.

One hour.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

(COX CHUCKLING)

It's good to see you, Jim.

I understand it's been a
rough couple of days.

- For me or for you?
- That's a good question.

Seems like the past has got us by
the short hairs. C'est la vie, huh?

We made some choices then. We
have to make some new ones now.

Walk with me.

Oh! (LAUGHING)

Terry Cox, my goodness.
I did the same thing.

Have you brought the
children back for more?

Hello, Ruth. No.
No children today.

Our kids play together.
They love the sharks.

(GRUNTS)

Think I'm going soft, digging Wells?
You think I'm fucking stupid, Terry?

JIM: You set me up!

You forgotten we
trained together?

(GRUNTS)

Ruth?

(VOMITS)

(COUGHING)

I didn't wanna do this
kind of shit anymore!

For somebody who doesn't wanna
do this kind of shit anymore,

your kill ratio's
pretty fucking high.

Terry, just you and me,
how do we fix this?

Fix this?

(REINIGER TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

REINIGER: Ruth.

REINIGER: All right, let's
move. They can't be very far.

We'll go all the way
around the aquarium.

You take the main
entrance. Let's go. Go!

I'm wondering what exactly
it is you wanna fix, Jim.

I did everything I could
to clean up after Calvary.

Personally, I don't think the
pieces can be put together,

legally, I mean, but
it's not my call.

Interpol?

Congressional hearings?

- The subpoena?
- That's a bit cumbersome, isn't it?

But with Reed and
Bryson in the ground,

I can see the company's
perspective.

You're the last objective. You're
the last real threat on the table.

Yeah, lucky me.

You were the team leader, Terry.
Why just Bryson, Reed, and me?

(STAMMERING) I don't know.

I think the company
values my consistency.

You do play the numbers.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah. Let me ask
you, what does humanity pay

a well-intentioned well
digger these days?

Or is that a penance, Saint Jim?

JIM: Do you ever
think about...

Do you ever reflect
on what we do?

You're still living
the dream, huh, Jim?

War and peace.

Fucking joke.

(LAUGHING)

Did you think you'd find
peace being peaceful, Jim?

You crack me up.

There's war and there's purpose.

Expand territory,
access vital resources.

Don't slip, now.

(COX LAUGHING)

You and me, we're
war fighters, mate.

We've served a grander
purpose, haven't we?

War fighters execute the will
of faceless power, the unknown.

(GROANING)

You don't look well, Jim.

You don't wanna do
this shit anymore?

You don't have to
stay in this fight.

At a certain point, you've
gotta stop the pain,

die like a soldier, make
the ultimate sacrifice.

I can see you're there.

I see it in your eyes.
I've seen it before.

You want out.

What you got there, Jim?

JIM: Those are the tail numbers.

I have the manifest to every
plane, every weapon we flew in,

every asset we flew out.

I also kept things
on Project Calvary.

So what you gonna do with this? Give
it to a newspaper, put it online,

or some wazoo shit like that?

You could have given
this to those agents.

You could have told them everything,
but you didn't do that.

Why? Because it would destroy...

Ah! (LAUGHS)

'Cause it would destroy you,

and then you wouldn't be able
to ride off into the night

with the damaged goods.

The damaged goods, no? No?

You... Oh, dear.

I'm sorry to tell you this.

You really don't know what happened
to your little lady friend

when the raids came in after
you left her in the DRC.

Wild dogs, Jim. Wild dogs.

(GUNSHOT)
(SCREAMS)

Fuck! You fucker!

I really struggled with this,
mate. I had no choice.

I've got a job to do. It's
just part of the job.

You kill me, the job
will still get done.

Then we've got nothing
left to talk about.

(GUNSHOTS)

(GRUNTS)

- You okay?
- Just fucking get him!

(PANTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(HORN HONKING)

(COUGHS)

(GROANS)

(DIALING PHONE)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

COX: Jim Terrier. I was
expecting your call.

Have a word with your
friend, Stanley.

(STANLEY GROANS)

Come on, mate. Spit it out.

We've been going at him
for a while here, Jim.

Man hasn't said a
word, not a thing.

That's loyalty for you.

For a fellow who gets paid to
kill people, he's a stand-up guy.

You have a go with him, Jim.

Stan.

- Stanley.
- (EXHALES)

Do something for me, Jim.

Kill this bastard.

Now I don't think that's a very
nice thing to say, Stanley.

(GUNSHOT)

(WHIMPERS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

By the way, that little notebook
that you left behind in Gibraltar,

don't worry about that, I
picked that up for you.

You know what? That's how
we found this place.

How nice of you to have
written down the address.

You're way more fucked
up than I thought, Jim.

I mean, there's nothing
left of you, is there?

Who do you wanna talk to next?

You wanna talk to
your girlfriend?

Here she is.

Come on, Annie.

JIM: Annie, can you hear me?

Annie, it's me.

- Annie...
- (ANNIE GROANING)

Annie. Talk to me,
Annie. Are you okay?

Annie?

(WHIMPERING)

(GASPING)

JIM: You motherfucker.
You motherfucker.

Here it is, Jim. You come back
here, I'll give you Annie.

You know where we are, or
did you forget that, too?

(SNIFFS)

You're gonna meet me out in a public
place, right out in the open.

- Why would I do that, Jim?
- JIM: Why would you do that?

Take a look at your phone. I'm gonna
send you a little something, okay?

(BEEPS)

COX: Advantage.

Your drop cards are adjusted to
Kinshasa density altitude, right?

Felix will give the green light when
he confirms the target is inbound.

Felix will also designate which
of you shooters engages.

Don't let the target
escape the X.

JIM: Okay, so here's
what's gonna happen.

You want that video file,

you want my notebooks,

you're gonna meet me in a public
place, and you're gonna bring her.

If you don't, I'm gonna
throw it out in the street

where everyone in the
world can see it.

Do you understand? I don't give
a fuck how wazoo that sounds.

Where at?

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SHOUTS)

(DIALS PHONE)

This is Barnes.

If you're still interested
in building a tree house,

I could use another hammer.

Where are you?

Anything?

Nada.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I hope you're here.

JIM: What did you
shoot her up with?

Well, she's tired.
It's a very hot day.

I have what you want.

- He can see us.
- Bring it here, the girl walks.

No, send her out now, alone, and
then I'll give you what you want.

We have a seat
here for you, Jim.

We're not gonna do
anything in public.

- I will. Last chance. Send her out.
- (HANGS UP PHONE)

Jim...

I got him. Just opposite
from here. He's walking out.

REINIGER: Don't lose him.

MAN: Heading downstairs. Should
intercept him in the gallery.

- REINIGER: Can you see him?
- MAN: Affirmative.

REINIGER: Report.
Where are you?

I'm right behind him.

- Heading towards the stalls.
- MAN #2: Copy that.

I'll meet you there.

(CROWD CHEERING)

He's heading to the corral.

(GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

(GRUNTS)

MAN #2: Target's in
the corral. Over.

Stay with the target.
Shoot him on sight.

(BULLS BELLOWING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING)

(STATIC SOUND)

(GROANS)

(SNORTS)

(CLATTERING)

Man down. In pursuit of target.

Reiniger, Reiniger.
Where are you?

Shit!

(CROWD SHOUTING)

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(COCKS GUN)

(GUNSHOTS)

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

(PANTING)

(CROWD SHOUTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

(GAGGING)

(BELLOWING)

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)

(PANTING)

(GASPING)

Annie.

- Jim!
- Annie.

Come on. Grab my hand.

Don't move!

Don't move, Annie.

(PANTING)

Jim. Give me the documents, Jim.
The documents, or I kill her.

Jim?

(GUNSHOTS)

(GROANING)

- Annie.
- Jim.

JIM: Use the rope.

(GROANING)

- JIM: Here.
- Jim.

Hurry, Annie.

Come on. Come on.

Jim.

(SCREAMS)

(JIM BREATHING HEAVILY)

ANNIE: Are you okay?

(SHOUTING IN SPANISH)

ANNIE: (SHOUTING) Let me go! No!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Okay. Could you just pat
my eyes or something?

JIM: Ah. Thank you.

Thank you. Thanks.

Where's Annie?

Do we need a lawyer, or
should I start talking?

You have to assure me that
nothing will happen to her.

She had nothing to
do with any of it.

Jim, look, it's not her
you should worry about.

We know she wasn't
involved. She'll be okay.

You, that's another story.

We understand you have some
information, material that we need.

You wanna tell us what it is?

I have names,
dates, video files.

I recorded virtually everything from
the beginning of the operation.

I'll cooperate.

I'll explain everything we did.

You're making the
right decision, Jim.

No doubt it's gonna
help you in court,

but after what you've done,

you're gonna serve time.

It's gonna be tough, Jim.

MAN: (ON TV) The chairman of an
international security company

and the CEO of one of the world's
largest mining corporations

have been arrested on
suspicion of involvement

in the assassination of Congo's
Minister of Mining eight years ago.

The arrests, triggered
by new evidence

from a key witness
to the killing,

were ordered by the
International Court of Justice

after a lengthy
Interpol investigation.

No official statement
has been released yet,

but a source close to
the investigation said

the case raises new questions

about the covert methods
used by multinationals

seeking to control natural
resources in the developing world

regardless of the
humanitarian consequences.

(CHATTERING)

Oh!

(BABY CRYING)

Improved By: Fidel