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- I'm Clay.
- Stella.

- Stella?
- Mm-hmm.

And this is what, like, our third date?

This is a date?

Until you graduate Green Team,

you're a member of Chalk 2,

- Alpha Platoon, SEAL Team 3.
- Damn right.

Look, man,
you can't deny the kid's talent.

Or his ego.
He keeps pressing the red

like that, you know what he's gonna do?

He's gonna hit a wall.
He's gonna slow his whole team down.

Are you sure you're not threatened

- 'cause he's faster than you?
- Threatened?

Triple my rucksack, and I'll still

beat his ass up that hill, Ray.

♪ I'm Ulysses Jones ♪

♪ I got blood lock bones... ♪

"Adele Dazeem"?

Yep. Apparently that's what he said.

Travolta?

That's not even close.

Yeah, well,
what do you want me to tell you?

Maybe the Grecian Formula
leached into his brain.

Anyway, Colby,

one of the comms guys from Bagram,

says it's all anyone's
talking about online.

Oscars was when? Like, last Monday?

Sunday, bro.

Sunday.

Even worse.

Pulp Fiction gets some
chick's name wrong.

Five days later, the whole world's

still talking about it?

Meanwhile, we're out here
getting our asses shot off.

Might as well be a fart in the wind.

You know, too much sun exposure

can lead to premature aging.

How about sleeping in a hooch

that got mortared 14 times last month?

You're in my light, bro.

Dude, out of my light.

Aren't you supposed to
relieve us on watch?

No. Garner's up.

Where is he right now?

Where is he ever?

Garner, you're on watch.

Got it.

Hey.

Yep.

Hey, it could be worse.

What's that?

Guys up for the NFL draft,

all the time just waiting
for their name to be called,

and their face is on the TV camera.

You really think I'm sitting
here sweating the draft,

wondering about which
team I'm gonna end up on?

You're saying you're not?

Matter of fact, I'm just thinking about

finding a place to live.

You got a team you're hoping drafts you?

I haven't given it much thought.

Whatever teams we go to,

we're Tier One operators now, baby.

How about you?

How about me what?

You got a team you're hoping for,

or you figure it's a done deal...

You end up with Hayes and his guys

'cause you already rolled
with them the once?

No, I haven't really thought about it.

Ha. Looks like our boy made it.

As I'm sure most of you remember,

Charlie Team had first pick

- in last year's Green Team draft.
- Boo. Garbage.

- The rich get richer.
- This year,

- the "one" pick belongs to Bravo Team.
- I'm sorry, who?

Bravo Team. Rich just got richer.

- That's us, right?
- You heard that?

I heard that.

Well, unless, of course, you guys have

already made your choice,

Adam will run down the
new Green Team graduates.

All right, we graduated a class

of real pipe-hitters this time.

One of 'em even broke a couple

- of Jason's obstacle course records.
- Oh!

Stop. I heard the track was
a lot faster this year, okay?

We don't need to hear that right now.

- Didn't break mine.
- Oh, I don't think...

- I think I did.
- I think not.

Okay, okay, we'll start with the cream.

Three-way tie at the top of the class...
Sarkisian,

Spenser, McAdams.

Do we take the fact that
you guys aren't saying

you want Clay as an indication
you don't want Clay?

Opinions differ.

Not saying we don't want him,

just saying I'm doing my due diligence,
that's all.

- You had him with you for an op.
- Yeah, I did.

I mean, nothing in this file
is gonna tell us as much

as getting a dude downrange,
see him up close.

You have any issues with him in Liberia?

You read the AAR. If we had an issue,

we would have checked those boxes.

We don't.
I am just here to do my homework.

Thank you very much.

All right, Clay Spenser,
second-generation frogman.

Am I ever gonna understand
your problem with this kid?

Did you not just hear me say

that I do not have a
problem with this kid?

Uh, yeah, "I just need to
do a little more homework"?

- Yeah, I heard.
- I do.

You're seriously gonna let
Clay go to another squadron,

or, worse yet,
another team within our squadron?

You know Beau wants him.

I know Beau wants him. You kidding me?

What, you don't have a
problem with this Spenser kid?

Why, 'cause he's a little cocky?

- A little cocky?
- I've seen cockier.

Yeah, okay.

You know, he's the poster boy for,
you know what,

I'm born on third, and he thinks
he's hit a triple, all right?

You know, it's funny,
having Ash Spenser for a daddy

doesn't seem like a triple to me.

What are you talking about?

He's Special Ops royalty.

I stand corrected.

It doesn't matter if you didn't
get any sleep last night.

Do you realize I have
a social life?

- All right?
- Yeah.

Scott Powell, General Counsel

to the Secretary of Defense.

Never a good sign when
there's a lawyer in the room.

- Lucas Garner.
- The man, the myth.

The traitor.

In March of 2014,

Army Private Lucas Garner was captured

by the Taliban in Korengal Valley

in Northeastern Afghanistan.

Sorry, "captured". Didn't he surrender?

Yeah, he abandoned his post,

and then went looking for
someone to take him prisoner.

There's still some uncertainty
surrounding Private Garner,

how he came to his current circumstance.

I'm sure we'll be able to clear

a lot of this up when we debrief him

after you bring him home.

Stop me if you've heard this one before.

Sorry, is there a problem?

No, it's no problem.

It's just that, uh,
all of us have been on missions

trying to find this guy,

and we've come up empty-handed.

Well, good news then.

This time,
you won't have to try to find him.

- You made a deal?
- We negotiated

a prisoner exchange.

Bravo Team will be
transporting three Taliban

detainees that the DoD
has agreed to give back.

Gonna trade 'em for Garner,

then safely transport Garner back here.

You're telling me
we're releasing three bad guys

in exchange for that ass-hat?

All right, this prisoner exchange,

that's gonna happen where,

on the edge of the Tribals?

Uh, in the Tribals, actually.

In the Tribals?

50 miles north of Peshawar.

That's not just the Tribals,
that's the Pakistani Tribals.

Well, Pakistani Intelligence,
they brokered the deal.

I'm sorry, but are we supposed to trust

the Pakistani ISI now?

Their spooks are even shadier than ours.

Right.

- No offense.
- Brass decided that ISI

were our best go-between
with the Taliban.

ISI is the Taliban.

- I think that's overstating.
- Not by much.

You remember last year,
a bunch of Rangers

got torn up going after
a Taliban financier?

There's some evidence ISI walked them

into an ambush.

Oh, delightful.

Okay, look,
what about the Pakistani army?

ISI wants us to keep
them out of the loop.

Says the army has too
many Taliban sleepers.

So the Pakistani Intelligence

is accusing the Pakistani army of having

too many Taliban sleepers?

Uh, to be fair,
the Taliban and the ISI

aren't exactly sleeping.

Y'all cut one hell of a deal.

All right, look,

apparently the brass
want this prisoner swap

to happen bad enough that they agreed

to do whatever they had to.

Now, I know the setup sucks...

Puts you undermanned in one of the most

dangerous spots on Earth,

forces us to trust the
Pakistani Intelligence

is not gonna set you up.

But that's out of our hands right now.

The bottom line is...

is that the secretary
asked for us by name

because he believed
that we can pull it off.

Well, I guess we'll just
have to prove him right.

S01E08
The Exchange

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As Lieutenant Commander
Blackburn mentioned,

the Khyber Agency is one of the most

dangerous regions on Earth.

Large networks of Taliban and AQ.

Not much IS presence.

Well, there's that.

I'm not saying they're
setting us up for an ambush,

but if they were...

Yeah, they got
the deck stacked in their favor.

Any idea how to unstack it?

Well, they know about our night vision,
so there's no way

they're gonna let us make
the trade in the dark.

Uh, yeah, they insisted on daylight.

- Excuse me for one moment.
- Okay.

- Now what?
- Yes, sir?

We could leave them three bad guys

and Garner right where they are

and let 'em all rot.

Sayin' it's another way to go.

Okay, these are the detainees

you'll be escorting to Pakistan.

Fayaz Saqib, Senior Taliban Commander.

Amir Haq, 52.

Chief of Intelligence for the Taliban

until his capture in 2003.

Omar Malik.

Leader of a Taliban AQ cell.

He's been held in
isolation since an attack

on a Gitmo guard last year.

Secretary Wallace wants you all to know

you have his full support,
and that your safety

is one of our top priorities.

- Right.
- The prisoners are en route.

As soon as they're loaded,
we'll be wheels-up for Jalalabad.

What time are they supposed to arrive?

- Earliest, 1830 this evening.
- We've got time.

Anyone want to check out that
new spicy chicken place off 64?

I'm afraid we're not allowed
to leave the base.

I'm sorry. Excuse me, why is that?

Command wants to keep a
tight lid on this thing.

They remember what happened
with the Bergdahl swap.

They lost control of the story.

Meaning they think that the only way

to keep us from leaking
is to keep us locked down?

Yeah, which means he loses
quality time with his newborn.

- Yeah, I do.
- Right. Because of what?

Some D.C. cake eaters are
paranoid about a leaky ship?

I'm sorry, but let me get this clear.

You're saying we have
to stay here and wait

until the Talis fly in from Gitmo?

Look, I'm just telling you
the situation, all right?

Doesn't mean we have to like it.

I don't like it.

No rest for the wicked.

Go.

You do realize I am technically
committing several felonies?

Not to mention, numerous violations

of the Uniform Code of Military Justice,

any of which could result in
my dishonorable discharge.

- We do.
- We do.

And you two are both AWOL,

meaning, technically,
you are deserting in a time of war,

which is punishable by death.

Yeah, on the other hand,
though, that chicken.

Spicy chicken.

Oh, my God.

Hardwood floors throughout.

Storage closet could be
converted to a baby's room.

Uh, actually, we're not...

Really trying yet.

Yeah.
My husband's just such a Peter Pan.

Yes, well,
never hurts to think about the future.

Right.

I always say any good Realtor
is part fortune-teller.

Mm.

Speaking of which, piece of advice

I give all my SEAL clients,

more important that the
wife loves the place

since she's the one that will be
alone in it 300 nights a year.

Ah, you know, I doubt I'll
be gone that much. I mean...

It's actually a really good point, Chet,

because Clay is really
married to his work.

Hmm. I'm just a mistress.

- Oh.
- Yeah. No.

Wow, this chicken...

clear your sinuses.

I packed you guys some go-to-hell bags,

extra mags, extra frags,
just in case this swap goes sideways.

Isn't it already gone sideways?

You saying you actually think
the Talis are setting us up?

And you don't?

If the Taliban want to ambush Americans,

they don't have to go
through all this trouble.

They do if they want to be certain

that the guys they're ambushing
are Dev-Group operators.

From the very same unit
that martyred Sheik Osama.

And Abu Samir.

Now, the upside of an ambush
is that Garner and the Talis,

well, they get killed in the cross fire.

The prisoners just touched down.

MPs are gonna transfer
them over to our plane.

Here we go.

All right, let's get them situated.

Set them down over there.

Excuse me.

These outfits are a bit much,
don't you think?

I think so.

Hey, Davis.

- Any of these guys biters?
- This guy's a spitter.

We got one spitter here, huh? Mm-hmm.

Right. Any of them speak English?

Amir had CIA contact in the '80s,

back when Mujahideen were on our side,

so probably picked up some.

English?

English.

There's a lot of ways to make
this flight more unpleasant.

Only my third time on an airplane.

I have no desire to find out
how much worse it could feel.

Wait till we get into the helicopters.

They're like flying coffins.

Hmm.

Jason.

Amir.

Amir.

We want to make this as easy
as possible for everyone,

which means you respect us,
we'll respect you.

I don't understand.

Can you control this man?

Malik is a violent man
and he hates Americans,

but, yes, I believe I can control him.

Malik.

I got to talk to you.

Good?

Yeah, I'm good.

- What is it?
- I got to talk to you about Sonny.

What about Sonny?
What, did he oil up my helmet again?

No. You know when Sonny was at Team 4,

he had that friend that got
blown up next to him on target?

The guy ended up getting
medically retired?

- Yeah, Danny something.
- Danny Cooper.

Yeah, yeah,
he was supposed to start Green Team

with Sonny,
but the op that Danny got hurt on,

they were searching for Lucas Garner

right after he'd abandoned his post.

Right. And so you're saying

that Garner cost Danny his dream job.

- I just thought you should know.
- Yeah. Mm.

Sonny'll keep it together.

He'll be focused, you know.
He'll keep his priorities straight

or he's gonna lose his dream job.

Just watch-watch the back of it.
Watch the back.

Oh, thank you.

How did I get roped into this?

Okay, good. We have to...

Wait, wait. No, don't, don't, don't,

don't, don't...

You know a big, tough frogman can't get

the couch through the doorway,

war on terror's making
more and more sense now.

Oh, you know,
the general is only as good

as the army who's fighting for him.

- Or her.
- Okay, you know what, um,

we're gonna, uh, drop the couch,
and we're gonna pivot it

and then we're gonna push it in.

I've moved a thousand couches, okay?

That's not gonna work.

You know what, I am sweating,

probably ruining the super cute top

that you haven't even commented on

and I'm hating myself for
even being the kind of person

who wears a super cute top

to impress you, not to mention

I have a giant stack of
papers that needs grading.

So you might want to pump the brakes

on the whole mansplaining
couch moving to me.

All right, so, we're gonna,
we're gonna drop it,

and swivel and push it.

Yes.

- Ooh.
- All right.

There we go, there we go.

Ah.

All right, I think I've earned a break.

I'm sorry for...

What? Failing to heed the wisdom

of your more tactically
adept girlfriend?

That is a super cute top.

Oh, well, thank you.

So, uh,

you must be Clay.

Chet always gives us a heads-up
when a teammate's moving in.

Oh. You're the, uh, Alpha 2 IC, right?

- Yeah. Derek.
- Derek. How's it going?

- This is Trish.
- Hi.

Nice to meet you. This is Stella.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

You, too.

Nice to meet you.

So, uh,

can I give you guys a hand?

Yeah.
Yeah, man, that'd be, that'd be great.

Not that Stella's not capable, but...

No, please, go right ahead.

These boys need to feel a
sense of accomplishment, right?

Let's bring this right over
here to this corner here.

Great.

Derek's team was hit with an RPG

in Diyala Province, October 14, 2010.

Excuse me?

His arm.

Right. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to stare.

Are you kidding?

I stared so much that first year,

I forgot the color of his eyes.

Whoa. I can't imagine.

The first year or two are
the only really bad ones.

After that, you've had time
to learn the new routines.

Right, well,
he seems to be doing really well now.

Getting back with the
team got his mind right.

You know the hardest part?

Even worse than seeing him
in pain after each surgery

was watching him climb the walls,

itching to get back in the fight.

Thought it would've
been a dream come true

to have him stuck at
home with me for a while.

Instead he was like a dog
chewing up the furniture.

Are they drinking without us?

Uh, yes. Yes, they are.

Yes. Please, go ahead.

There's-there's gonna be more. Yeah.

There's more.

So, uh,

what's up with the draft, man?

We gonna take Spenser's kid?

Still unclear.

Oh, man.

You telling me right now
that there's another guy

that graduated from Green
Team that's better than him?

No, I didn't say all that.

Bet them boys are
anxious as hell right now.

I remember how worried I was,

wondering what team I
was gonna get drafted to

that I checked myself into a motel

with two cases of Old Milwaukee.

Calm you down?

Not really.

I got so drunk I peed myself.

What you think of, uh,
Clay Spenser, anyway?

I think Clay Spenser's
a trueborn gunfighter.

Only problem is

he gives our boss the red ass.

Fact is, however good the kid can be,

if he and Jason are butting
heads on everything,

it'll get in the way of
our ability to operate.

Yeah.

Guess you don't need him, anyway.

Kabul has changed from when I left.

Almost didn't recognize it.

Gentrification will do that to a place.

Yeah, once that first
Starbucks moves in, forget it.

This place, though,
it looks just as it did

when I was last here,

fighting the Russians,
no hair on my balls.

Now I'm a grandfather.

Four of my children had children

while I was locked away in your prison.

When I was captured,

my daughters were barely
as tall as my waist.

That's your plan when you're free?

A little quality time
with the grandkids?

You want to know if I
intend to return to war?

I want to know if this time next week

you're gonna be shooting at us.

Nights in prison, I would dream

about taking my
grandchildren to my fig tree

in the evening, after supper.

We will eat figs,

watch the stars, get fat.

But I am a warrior

and you are my enemy.

If I see you next week, I will kill you.

Well, that's not too friendly.

But at least it's simple.

You have treated me with honor.

It would be shameful to lie to you.

Clear! They're ready to go!

They're passing into Pakistan.

They're making good time.

You don't like having those guys around,
do you?

Prisoners?

Brings back bad memories.

Yeah.

I heard the Taliban detainees can be...
rough.

Especially to female interrogators.

It wasn't good.

What they tried to do to us,
what we did to them...

Was it enhanced interrogation?

You ever see any of that?

Lucky you.

Bandit, we keep losing
visual behind those clouds.

Is there a reason you're not switching
'em to radar?

Our Predator pilot's having
issues with the radar.

Can't the Predator fly below the clouds?

It'd be visible from the ground,

give away the position of our unit.

We could have our team sit tight.

Wait till the coverage clears.

There's no time. If our guys are late

for the swap or deviate

from the terms we agreed to in any way,

the Talis are liable to
back out of the deal.

And we're blind.

All call signs, this is TOC.

Be advised we've
temporarily lost overwatch.

Repeat, we have lost overwatch.

SecDef would like to remind us

that our safety is their
number one priority.

Whoa.

Uh-oh. Pakistani army.

That's not good.

What's the move, bossman?

Cut 'em loose.

You sure?

These soldiers find out
we're transporting prisoners,

they're gonna have a
whole lot of questions

we don't want to answer.

Copy that.

Cut 'em loose.

You expecting these guys
are gonna cooperate?

Why not?

They know we're letting them go.

These guys are a toss-up for all of us.

You think they understand you?

I sure hope so.

Everybody out!

Here we go.

What are you doing on this road?

We're on a diplomatic mission,

transporting these tribal leaders

to the consulate in Peshawar.

Tribal leaders?

Yeah.

I know all the tribal leaders in Khyber.

They're not from Khyber.

They're from South Waziristan.

Ah, that explains it.

You think I can't recognize
Taliban when I see them?

I've spent years
slaughtering these pigs.

Dawusa.

Okay, TOC, look,

this is Bravo 1, I'm in the blind.

I need the name of the
general in this sector.

That'd be General Khan.

He's got a nasty rep.

Rumor has it he sometimes
has entire platoons whipped

for exhibiting insufficient motivation.

Hey, you know what? This is just stupid.

I'll tell you what,
I'll just get in touch

- with General Khan.
- General Khan?

Yeah, General Khan,
and he can confirm my mission.

Could I have the sat phone?

You're sure we're not disturbing him,

General Khan?

Well, afternoon,

he's probably with his mistress.

Absolutely.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind stepping away

for something this important.

Let's not disturb the general.

Okay.

We have an understanding?

Okay. Good.

How'd you know that was gonna play?

One thing common to every army on Earth,
right?

What's going on here?

Hey, Amir.

Back up. Just back up.
Give me some room.

We need the medvac, now.

Sternal IO.

- Should I sterilize my hands?
- Come on.

Trent, Brock, load these guys up.

Let's go.

Hey.

- What's wrong with him?
- Could be anything.

Internal bleed.

Some fluid should bring him back.

Come on, FAST1. FAST1.

Give me the patch, all right?

We lose this guy,
the whole deal can go boom.

Maybe that wouldn't be so terrible.

Bad guys go back to Gitmo

and Garner rots there with the Talis.

- Win-win.
- FAST1.

Stop screwing around.

Government spends millions of dollars

training us to kill these guys

and here we are, trying to save one.

Hold that up.

It working?

I sure hope so.

Come on, old man, wake up.

Let's go.

Come on, wake up.

Let's go.

Wake up. Huh?

All right, he's up.

TOC, this is Bravo 1.

We had a medical problem
with one of our passengers.

He's stabilized now.
We're gonna get back on road.

Tell the Talis to hold tight.

It's too late, they're already moving.

They spooked when you missed the window.

Claim they no longer feel safe

making the swap in
the agreed upon place.

They don't feel safe?

So that's it?
What, the mission's scrubbed?

They say they'll still do the trade,

so long as you meet them
in a mountain valley

about five klicks east
of the original site.

It's even deeper into the Khyber Agency.

We don't know the terrain,

we don't know how many
enemy lie in wait.

Plus, it's in a valley
surrounded by mountains...

The comms are gonna be even worse.

I agree.

It puts you guys at much greater risk.

Hard for me to see a safe way to do it.

They're paid to kick down doors,
not ask questions, right?

Be awful trusting of
us to drive in there.

Mountains on four sides.

There's no real cover.

All right, tell you what,

I say we split up our forces,
put an overwatch here.

Replace what we lose not
having the Predator.

Yeah.
Okay, we good? We leave in five minutes.

- Let's saddle up.
- Copy that.

Let's go.

Hey, come on over here,
Sonny, I need to talk to you

before we got Lucas Garner
standing in front of us.

Know that whole Danny Cooper op,

you know, where he got blown up,
almost lost his leg?

You guys were going after Garner.

- Davis got a big mouth.
- Hey.

Listen to me.

Keep it professional.

Get your priorities straight.

What happened to Danny,
that shouldn't have happened.

But it did happen,

and there's nothing we
could've done about it.

But what we can do is our job. Right?

So we go in there,
we get Garner and we bring him home.

We'll let those cake eaters decide

whether or not he's worth it.

You understand?

Roger that.

Do your job.

Still nothing?

Nothing we can see.

What do you think?

I think they're here somewhere,
watching.

I agree.

Just wish we knew where.

You saved my life.

No need to thank me.

I'm not thanking you.

Just trying to understand.

What's there to understand?

You die, our mission fails.

Then your mission is wrong.

I am your enemy,
your mission should be to kill me.

Well, one thing at a time, huh?

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.

Go for 1.

You got three vehicles
approaching from the southwest.

Yep, we got 'em.

Here we go.

Count 15 males, all armed.

We got eyes on target.

Physical visual I.D. of Lucas Garner.

Confirming positive I.D.

of the American prisoner.

Maybe they decided to
honor the deal after all.

Bravo 1, we got company.

Multiple armed males on the ridge,

directly east of your position.

Copy. We see 'em.

I told you we shouldn't
trust these guys.

Release the brothers!

Then, we will send yours!

I tell you what, Ray.

This goes sideways,

there is one person in this valley

that ain't coming out alive.

Least no one else would have to
die trying to save this traitor.

I'm gonna do all of us a favor
and assume that was a joke.

Because...?

Because you just informed me

you plan to murder an
unarmed fellow serviceman.

It was a joke, then.

Ha, ha.

Okay, look.

If this thing falls apart,

it'll be you guys between the guns.

I hope you and your buddies know that,

before you do anything stupid.

Let's go.

That's halfway.

Boss, aren't they supposed to be
letting Garner start his walk?

Damn it.

Bravo 1,
we got five more enemy approaching

from the southeast ridge,

250 meters from your position.

Copy that. We see 'em.

How many does that make?

Thirty-two.

32 against five?

If we've seen them all.

Which I doubt.

Like I said,
never should've trusted these guys.

Boss.

Let Ray and I open up,

and we can get ten or 12 of these guys

before they start taking cover.

Don't engage. Repeat do not engage.

He's got a point, J.

If this thing jumps off,
we need to seize the initiative

and start cutting into their numbers.

Both of you, hold.

I didn't come halfway across the world

not to bring him back home.

Come on.

Let's move.

He's clean, boss.

We're here to bring you home.

We got him.

Exfil, exfil, exfil, exfil.

Roger that. Moving to exfil.

Meet you at the rally point.

That was hairy, huh?

Oh, yeah.

How was Sonny?

Was he able to keep his cool?

Ah... Sonny's the Iceman. You know.

Mm-hmm.

How'd you know you could trust Amir?

Difference between knowing and hoping.

I think the guy just wanted to go home.

Oh, no, that's the thing. He was home.

And yet, he still spoke up for us.

He spoke up for you.

Well, we understand each other.

I'm telling you, if I had to choose

between a guy I understand
and a guy I like,

definitely going with
the guy I understand.

Okay, so you're saying the reason

you don't want to put Clay on this team

is because you don't
think you understand him?

No, I think I do.

You lost me.

Okay, listen, man.
The whole thing with the Spenser kid,

he's a true believer, you understand?

He does not know his own limitations.

True believers, they get people killed.

They get themselves killed.

So we'll keep him reined in.

We'll keep an extra eye on him.

You-you're seriously gonna
pass up on that kind of talent?

Hmm.

How's he doing?

He's dehydrated, but he'll be fine.

Been a long time since
I saw a friendly face.

I guess your bar for friendliness

is pretty damn low right now.

Been a hostage for 1,355 days.

This point, a friend is anybody

that's not threatening
to cut my head off.

Thank you.

For coming for me.

It's my job.

Cheers, man.

Cheers.

What...?

It's just a key, relax.

You gave me a freaking heart attack.

Come on. I just figured,
this way, you know, you can...

you can come and go, and, you know,

use the place as, like,
a writer's retreat.

Right. A way to turn a romantic gesture

into an act of pragmatism.

I didn't mean it that way.

Thank you.

I want you to know that, um...

I realize this isn't
what you signed on for.

This is exactly what I signed on for.

You know what I mean.

The life of a Tier One operator.

I'm here for you,

not your job.

Hmm. Not sure that's
much of a distinction.

All right.

Well,
I'll be sure enough for both of us.

Okay?

Come here.

Mm...

Hey, it's Danny.

Try me on text.

Hey, Danny.

How you doing, man?

It's, uh, it's Sonny Quinn.

Uh, you...
you just been on my mind lately,

and I just...

just wanted to see how you're doing.

Uh, just get back to me when you can.

8:00 a.m., tomorrow.

- Your team?
- Yes. My team.

And bring beer. Good beer.

Cold beer. Not that microbrew crap

that's infused with
raspberry pumpkin spice

that you kids are drinking these days.
You got it?

You got it, boss.

Better be cold.

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