Original subtitles

Hana and I trained together at Hendon.

What, he's the partner that

-nearly killed your instructor? -Yep.

I'd like you to put the embassy on immediate lockdown.

RONALD: But where are we on finding the intruder?

BRODY: We're searching every floor again.

HANA: Ambassador, do you have any idea

why the intruder went up to your office?

RONALD: I thought he might have broken into the safe,

but how could he?

Mr. King, I want to talk to you about

the hearing you attended in Washington last year.

-This is about you. -HANA: The Secretary of Defense,

Craig Stewart, and Perry Lambert

all testified in a closed-door hearing in D.C.

Tillman and King also testified, which makes them

the only two people still alive at this gathering.

Air Marshal Johnson. He's got money from Russia, but he's denying everything.

John Albert Johnson, the father of Patrick Johnson.

He doesn't go anywhere, and no one sees him without me

or RSO Brody present.

What's that?

I got it when I left the SAS.

The killer has the same tattoo.

What does that mean, RSO Brody?

That he's not Russian.

Why is everything a dead end with this guy?

[WHISPERING] There's a camera on my jacket.

I think we can use it against him.

What are you doing here, Jess?

I'm on a story.

RUTH: Nicholas Martin met with an unknown male,

white, mid-30s, the night he disappeared.

Whoever that man is could be the key to everything.

We're military police, ma'am.

-Found it. -Hey!

-What are you doing? -RUTH: Get... Get your hands off her!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

Oh, my God. You're shot.

SARAH: We can reset sea level.

I won't know my true altitude anymore.

-I can handle that from here. -MAN [ON PHONE]: If the plane

drops below 20,000 feet,

the bomb will self-detonate.

-Prime Minister? -PRIME MINISTER [OVER PHONE]: If you've not told me

that the bomb threat is neutralized in 40,

I will down that plane.

SARAH: Continuing descent. Maintaining sea level at 30,000 feet.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGING]

MEGAN [ON RADIO]: 20,000.

You're below 20, Captain.

[SIGHS]

It worked.

We're not on the ground yet.

MEGAN: Nineteen thousand nine-fifty.

Approaching 19,500.

Megan, have NATS clear them a flight path.

Let's divert from Heathrow to Dunsfold Aerodrome.

-AGENT: Yes, sir. -Staff Sergeant O'Hanlon,

I want bomb disposal there, waiting.

Yes, sir.

Prime Minister, I have good news.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[BOTH PANTING]

JESS: Okay.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

-[RUTH GROANS] -JESS: It's okay, it's okay.

Come on!

All right, where's the fire?

JESS: Matt.

Jess.

Ruth's been shot, I need your help.

Shot? Come inside.

JESS: Okay, okay.

-In the kitchen. -It's fine, it's okay.

-MATT: Where's she hit? -Her left side.

You're okay, you're okay. Let's get this off.

[PANTING]

You're all right, steady.

-[GROANS, GASPS] -Oh, right. Clear the table.

Just swipe it onto the floor.

[OBJECTS CLATTERING AND BREAKING]

-JESS: Is she gonna be okay? -In the pantry, there's a,

um, a first aid kit on the top shelf.

JESS: Pantry. Right. [PANTING]

What happened? Who shot her?

-Military police. -What? Why?

They were after a hard drive we have.

Lives depend on it. MI5 need to see what's on it.

This is bad, Jess. She's lost a lot of blood.

Why didn't you take her to the hospital?

'Cause you were closer.

And I didn't think she'd make it.

And you're the only person I trust.

You were right. Her heart rate's 180 and climbing.

You need to save her while I use your computer.

No. The computer's gonna have to wait.

Wash your hands.

First thing I need to do is get some fluids inside her

and try to bring her heart rate down.

[WATER FLOWING FROM FAUCET]

In the fridge, you'll find an IV.

It's a clear bag of saline. Can you bring it to me?

Why do you have saline?

Best thing for a hangover.

Elevate her legs.

Is she gonna be okay?

I don't know. Put pressure on the wound.

Your hands on mine.

What? [INHALES]

Just do it.

Good.

[BREATHES SHAKILY]

MATT: Keep the pressure on.

I c... I can't.

Yes, Jess, you can.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

JESS: Please save her.

DS Li has figured out how the intruder has kept one step ahead of us.

He put a micro camera on her jacket

and he's been watching and listening to everything we do.

So destroy it.

Well, right now we believe that he has no idea

that we know about the camera.

Hana thinks we can use that to lure him into a trap.

Her plan is to use Noel King as bait?

Just until we make the intruder think

that Mr. King has minimal protection.

Soon as that's done,

we'll move him out of harm's way

-and set the trap. -How?

If DS Li has a camera on her?

We're gonna transfer the camera to somebody else.

Hana will stay behind waiting for the intruder,

and I'll be close by.

It all sounds incredibly reckless.

As annoying as she can be, ma'am,

Hana knows what she's doing.

What do you need from me?

Just play along.

Agree that Noel King and the ambassador

are too much at risk in the gathering,

and we need to get them out of there

and under armed protection.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

O'HANLON: Here she comes.

-Suit up. -MAN: Yes, sir.

Crossing 500 feet. [SIGHS]

I hope so, Megan, or you're gonna be scraping us off the runway.

Gear down.

Three greens.

MEGAN: Crossing 100 feet.

Seventy. Fifty

Thirty. Twenty. Ten. Zero.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Touchdown, Runway Alpha.

[ALL CHEERING]

ALEX: We're down.

Thank God for your team at Thames House.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

See? No, see. Well, there we go. See, it's a slow burn.

I need you to come with us, sir.

What? I'm not going anywhere.

With all due respect, sir, I'm not asking you.

It's the safest thing for you and Mr. King, Ambassador.

-BRODY: Escort the Ambassador to his office, three-man team. -MAN: Ron, what's going on?

One inside, two out. I want eyes on him at all times.

WOMAN: What do you think that was about?

MAN: I have no idea.

AMBUS is on the move.

Mr. King. Excuse me.

Can I have a word?

Lewis, I need you.

You wanted to see me, sir?

I have an assignment for you.

MAN 1: Yes, sir. [GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

Yeah.

-[ZIPPER ZIPS] -MAN 1: Secure.

MAN 2: Good luck, sir.

We did it, people.

Now let's get them off the plane,

let bomb disposal do their work.

I'm proud of all of you.

[ALL CLAP]

Well done, Megan.

[PHONE RINGS]

This is Megan.

MAN [IN RUSSIAN ACCENT]: I know the plane has landed.

[WHISPERING] It's him.

Silence, everyone.

[BEEP]

If anyone approaches the plane, I will detonate the device.

[PHONE RINGING]

Sir, it's Thames House.

[SIGHS]

MADELINE: Thank you, Sarah.

-Now, let's get off this bloody plane. -Yep.

-[INDISTINCT YELLING] -What are they doing?

Why are they moving back?

[WHISPERING] Fuck.

MADELINE: John, what the hell's going on?

Why are bomb disposal pulling back?

JOHN [ON PHONE]: Madeline,

he knows you've landed.

MAN [ON PHONE] [IN RUSSIAN ACCENT]: Let me talk to who's in charge.

MEGAN [ON PHONE]: Sir.

This is Acting Director General Tennant.

I mean the person really in charge.

I'm listening, and you can drop the Russian accent.

We know you're British ex-military.

Do you finally have demands?

MAN: Only that no one leaves the aircraft.

And you can tell Rowan that I will blow up the plane if he opens that door.

Rowan, stop. You'll kill us all.

I don't want to die.

ALEX: No, none of us do.

ROWAN: Please, just let me go.

-ALEX: It's gonna be okay. -MAN: If anyone else tries to leave...

ALEX: Just calm down.

MAN: ...you all die.

So what are you waiting for?

You've been watching us this whole time, haven't you?

Why haven't you done it?

Madeline, what are you doing?

You sound like a woman with a death wish, Madeline.

MADELINE: Not in the least.

You need us to get out of the embassy, don't you?

I think your threat to kill us is your escape plan.

But it seems you're not finished, am I right?

So you can't let us leave the plane yet.

For God's sake, man, if that's the case,

it's me you want.

Let these other people go.

Alex.

ALEX: He's killing the people he thinks lied in DC.

The rest of you shouldn't die with me.

[CHUCKLES] It's a little late to grow a spine, isn't it,

Defense Secretary Peterson?

Please, I'm begging you.

They have nothing to do with the D-300

or your brother's death.

Fine.

The rest can leave,

but you stay.

[SIGHS]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

There's no exit wound.

The bullet's still inside her.

Here, put these on.

We're gonna have to risk it.

We need to get it out.

When you say "we," you mean you, right?

No, I mean we. Give me your hands.

Please, I can't.

Jess, I need you.

Ruth needs you.

[SIGHS]

Just like before, your hands on mine.

Okay. Okay, I'm gonna make a small incision,

and when I say press, I need you to push down hard

to expose the wound.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Okay, press.

[GRUNTING]

Ah, where is it?

Yeah, I can feel it.

There's no major vessels, I can get this out.

More pressure.

Okay.

Come on.

Ah, got ya.

[EXHALES]

Okay, release pressure.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Heartrate's still too high.

I need to...

suture this and then

get some more fluid replacement inside her.

There was only one IV bag.

What blood type are you?

O... O-negative, why?

You're a universal donor and she's gonna need some.

MAN: Down here, please.

ROWAN: Thank you.

-MAN: You okay? You injured? -GAVIN: No.

Director General?

Go ahead, Sarah. I'll be right behind you.

SARAH: What you're doing is very brave, sir.

[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]

Alex.

I don't know what to say.

Best not to say anything, eh?

Just get that detonator from him

before he escapes from the embassy.

I will do everything in my power to get you off this plane.

I give you my word.

[SIGHS]

-MAN: This way, ma'am. -Thank you.

Director General, are you okay?

Mm. I need a car.

Yes, ma'am.

Thames House. Len, I'm off the plane.

But there's still an active bomb threat.

BRODY: Follow me, sir.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Does someone want to tell me what's going on?

I haven't done anything.

Where are you taking me?

MAN: Where are you taking him, Hana?

HANA: It's for your own protection, Mr. King.

Let's secure him in my office.

JOHN: Megan, find out everything the police know about the incident.

And the rest of you, keep trying to find a photo of Charles Johnson.

[ALL CHEERING]

Thank you all.

Okay, mm, save the applause.

Alex Peterson's life is still on the line.

Madeline. [EXHALES DEEPLY]

MADELINE: John.

Thank you. I mean that.

Well, the floor is yours.

Okay. Thanks, Helena.

Okay, Megan, what don't I know?

A report just came in of two, uh,

military police officers killed east of Heathrow.

And that pertains to us how?

Ruth's car was seen leaving the area

and her mobile was found at the scene.

What?

MEGAN: She was following up on the engineer

who filed a complaint against the D-300.

In her last contact, she said she had CCTV footage

that showed Nicholas Martin meeting somebody.

Do we know who?

No. She was bringing it in for facial analysis.

MADELINE: Somebody really doesn't want us to know who that was.

Who's that driving?

Is that...

Jess Li, ma'am.

Yes.

And Ruth hasn't reported in?

-MEGAN: No, ma'am. -Find her.

And if you can't find her, find Jess.

MATT: How are you feeling, Jess?

JESS: Better than Ruth.

Do you wanna tell me what that was all about?

And don't say the sight of blood.

Sir George.

-[MAN GROANS] -JESS: It's been over a year

and the thought of him never leaves me.

Yeah.

I think that's enough.

-[GRUNTS] -JESS: I can give more.

No, that's enough.

Sir George died saving me. Let me save Ruth.

You are.

[PHONE RINGING]

You still have a landline?

Yep. That's how old I am.

Hello?

Yep, this is Dr. Nolan.

MADELINE [ON PHONE]: Matthew, it's Madeline Delaney.

Madeline? It's been a while.

It has.

I understand Jess Li and Ruth Banks are there.

I'm assuming if they've come to you,

there's a problem.

MATT: Ruth's been shot.

Is she all right?

Uh, I've removed the bullet.

Jess has donated blood,

but I really want to move her to a hospital.

Is she in imminent danger?

MATT: No, but I'd be happier...

Then there's something I need you to do first.

Ruth will understand.

This is time critical.

There's footage on that drive we need to see.

[BEEPS]

In here, please, Mr. King.

I'm posting a marine outside the door

so you'll be perfectly safe in here.

Safe? From what?

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

Do I need my lawyer?

Your life's in danger.

NOEL: What?

There's a man in this building who means you harm.

But I assure you we can protect you.

Only the marine outside will even know you're in this office.

We should do a sweep of the ambassador's floor.

Let's go.

No, no, wait, wait!

Do not leave this post.

No one has access to my office except myself and DS Li here.

-Understood? -MARINE: Understood, sir.

Come on, Hana.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Okay, I'm gonna need more information than this.

Who is after me?

I need you to put this on.

Why would anyone want to hurt me?

He's the brother of the D-300 pilot who died.

What?

He's ex-SAS, a trained killer,

and he thinks you lied about why the plane went down.

Ah, that's nonsense.

Is it?

Of course it bloody is!

Well, he doesn't think so.

Whether he's being paid by the Russians

or targeting you out of revenge, he wants you dead.

Look, I'm not the only one who testified in Washington.

There was Craig, Perry, Ronald.

Craig Stewart and Perry Lambert are both dead.

They're here at the party. I was just talking to them.

My God, you're serious.

Please put on the vest, Mr. King.

I don't know why he's chosen to do this here tonight,

but he has, and this is real.

[DOOR BEEPS]

Go with these agents. They'll keep you safe.

And what about you?

I'm gonna stop the man trying to kill you.

Huh. Good.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening. Floor eight.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

You take those.

Go for Brody.

Understood. I'll meet you in the server room.

Hana, we need to split up. Keep searching this floor.

[GUN COCKS]

HANA: Are you in position?

Yeah, I am.

Do you see anything?

All clear.

I've told security to stay off this floor

and the stairwells to give him direct access.

Okay.

And now we wait.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Well...

we finally got to be on a stakeout together.

If you stuck around, who knows?

Could have been partners.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

Listen, um,

I know I owe you an explanation for what happened at Hendon.

It's in the past.

The truth is...

my mother died that morning.

Why didn't you say?

BRODY: She'd been sick for a while.

I just felt helpless that I couldn't do anything.

So, when I saw that instructor elbow you in the face...

I just lost it.

I'm sorry.

I know how hard that is.

I lost my mum just before we moved to England.

[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING]

I should have skipped training that day.

[CHUCKLES]

BRODY: I didn't want to let you down.

Me?

BRODY: I knew how hard you'd worked.

How important it was to you.

HANA: Thanks.

Sorry.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

You kept it?

MATT: Of course.

JESS: I owe him my life.

MATT: He was a good man.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

[EXHALES]

Right.

I'm connecting the hard drive now.

Ready when you are.

[TAPS KEYS]

MEGAN: Okay, Jess, I see it.

I've breached Dr. Nolan's firewall and I'm taking over.

JESS: That folder contains all the CCTV from the pub.

It should be that file.

-Dated 18 months ago. -MEGAN: Got it.

MADELINE: Jess, let's keep the nature of your assailants under wraps for now.

We don't know if or how the military is involved.

Who's that?

JESS: Nicholas Martin.

He's the missing project manager I was doing the story on.

Yes, uh, we'll need to talk about that.

I know.

And that's the mystery man.

That's a hell of a way to give someone a lift.

Is that all we have?

JESS: Yeah.

Thank you, Jess.

Uh, okay, Matthew,

I'm not sure what we're in the middle of right now

or who had Ruth shot,

so if I have medica supplies sent over,

can you stabilize Ruth on site?

Uh, yeah. She'll need IV, Cephalexin,

a modified release opiate,

and another unit of O-negative.

Natalie.

Consider it done.

MATT: I don't know about you,

but I need a drink.

Bring up the mystery man again.

He looks familiar.

Enhance his face.

Run facial against the MOD database.

[TAPS KEYS]

MEGAN: Got him.

Flight Lieutenant Patrick Johnson.

As in the pilot of the D-300?

MADELINE: So, Nicholas Martin filed a complaint about the D-300,

and the same day the plane goes down,

he meets up with the pilot.

Why?

Perhaps to warn him about a mechanical problem with the plane?

Hmm.

Megan, grab the plates off his car.

Find out where he went next.

It was 18 months ago, ma'am.

No district stores CCTV that long.

Try gate records at RAF Northholt.

Johnson flew from there that night,

so it's worth a shot.

MEGAN: You're right, sir.

Yeah.

He entered the airbase

21 minutes after leaving the pub car park.

And that was 24 hours before Nick Martin's reported suicide.

And looking at how friendly he is with those guards,

I'm guessing no one checked his boot.

ALEX: The question is, why was he there?

And how does this help us get Peterson off that bloody plane?

O'HANLON: Any news from MI5?

OFFICER: Nothing yet, sir.

So, you joined the army and traveled the world?

BRODY: I did.

This is my first time back in England since I left the regiment.

Not even to see your family?

BRODY: Nah.

My dad and I never really saw eye-to-eye.

After my mum died,

it was like the glue holding us together was gone

Didn't see much point coming back.

If that makes sense.

Yeah.

My dad closed up after my mum died.

Remarried.

Wouldn't talk to me about her.

I was so mad at him for so long.

Felt like he was forgetting her.

And me.

But recently, he started opening up.

So, I'm glad I didn't give up on him.

You only get one dad.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[TONE BEEPING]

Oh, it's Delaney calling.

Ma'am?

I'm calling to tell you I'm off the plane.

You landed?

MADELINE: We did.

Thank God. And the bomb?

Still active.

He let us all disembark except for Defense Secretary Peterson.

Where are you on finding this guy?

So, right now, Noel King and Ambassador Tillman are both safe.

Brody and I have staked out an office

and we're waiting for the killer to make his move.

MADELINE: Remember, he has the detonator.

He can't be allowed to use it.

LIV [ON RADIO]: Lewis to RSO Brody.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Go for Brody.

LIV: There's something wrong with King.

Security sweep.

MARINE: Hold on, sir. I can't let you through.

I hear voices outside, ma'am. I have to go.

I need to check inside that office.

[GRUNTS AND GROANS]

[PANTING]

[EXHALES]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[BEEPS]

It's me.

[PANTS] Jesus, I nearly shot you.

Oh...

On your feet, Air Marshal.

[JOHN GASPS]

Something's wrong with King.

What? [BREATHES HEAVILY]

[CHOKES, COUGHS]

HANA: What's happening?

[STRAINING] Can't breathe.

Have you called the medics?

They're on their way.

[COUGHING]

[SIGHS]

What are those?

Nicotine gum. I fucking hate them.

Well, then why'd you buy them?

I didn't.

So, where'd you get them?

DSS agent... [COUGHS] took pity on me.

-[COUGHS] -Was it Agent Marks?

I think so, yeah.

[STRAINING]

Tell the medic he's been poisoned. Don't panic.

But if it's like the courier at Heathrow, it's strychnine.

LIV: Lewis to medic...

So, he didn't show because he thought

these would have already killed King.

This is Brody. I need a status update on AMBUS.

AMBUS is secure, sir.

BRODY: Nobody gets access to him without a direct order from me.

I want agents on the stairs and the elevators locked off.

This is humiliating.

How can America's finest protection service

not neutralize one goddamn man?

Starting tomorrow,

I'm instigating a complete overhaul of the DSS.

After tonight's performance, you'll be lucky

if any one of you has a fucking...

What? No.

Are you fucking kidding me? Where is it?

Fuck!

Is he gonna be okay?

Yes, ma'am.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Fuck!

What's happened?

Air Marshal Johnson's gone.

What do you mean, gone?

She means he played us, Hana.

She means instead of coming here,

the killer took him.

Well, unless they're working together...

They're not. This is Brody.

The intruder has a hostage, Air Marshal John Johnson.

-Wait, hostage? -If you locate them, do not engage.

Hold your fire. Repeat, hold your fire.

What are you doing? We have a father and son team with a clear motive to kill.

-It's not his son, Hana. -Yeah, without a photograph,

how could you possibly know?

Because I'm his son!

What?

[BEEP]

Charles Johnson, estranged from his father,

joined the army at 21, ex-SAS.

-Just let me explain. -No, that Air Marshal

didn't mistake you for someone else in the Lincoln Suite.

He knew exactly who you were and you didn't say anything.

I was shocked to see him. It's been decades.

So, you hid his identity from me when you knew

there was a chance that he was a prime suspect in these murders!

I wanted to make sure he wasn't involved

-before I exposed him. -[SIGHS]

Before he exposed you!

What are the odds of both me and my father being here tonight?

When old Tillman and the others lied about my brother's death,

that gives us both motive.

And the nail in the coffin?

He got sent money from a Russian bank this morning.

BRC Finances.

[PANTING]

So did I.

What?

Look.

This looks like I was paid to let the killer into the embassy.

Somebody's trying to frame us.

That's why I didn't tell you.

Not because I don't trust you.

Because I'd be pulled from the job

and I need to get to the bottom of this.

Can you help me?

Is anything you've told me true?

Did your mother even die?

Or was that you playing me too?

-[BEEP] -[DOOR OPENS]

Is it true?

Are you Charles Johnson?

Yes, he is.

Hand over your sidearm.

Hana,

you know me.

I thought I did.

Your sidearm, RSO Brody. Now.

Just remember I gave you that gun.

Restrain him.

On what charges?

Negligence of duty, evidentiary misconduct,

and possibly conspiracy to commit murder.

Shit, think!

Who the fuck would...

He couldn't have...

Son of a bitch.

I'm gonna fucking end you.

-AGENT [DISTANT]: Who are you? -[THUDDING]

Agent Thomas?

Explain the two names.

They're my legal names.

How?

I was an army brat.

I was born in the States when my dad was stationed there.

It was before they were married,

so I got both surnames.

Brody Johnson.

When my dad got posted to Scotland,

Mum was happy because she was home.

She was pregnant with Pat when he got his next posting,

abroad.

We stayed.

We didn't see my dad very much after that.

When we did,

wasn't exactly happy families.

Especially the name thing.

He kept insisting I was Charles,

but my mother always called me by my middle name.

Clay.

Yeah.

Agent Thomas?

Agent Thomas?

What the fuck?

Who opened the escape...

You.

So, it was you and your...

son.

Step over there, Ambassador.

Next to Air Marshal Johnson.

Just so we're clear, I'm not his son.

So, why does Thames House have a military file for Charles Johnson?

The army uses your first and last name.

That's just what they do.

But even within the regiment, I was always called Clay,

like you knew me.

Then I went back to Clay Brody as soon as I was discharged.

That's the truth.

That's everything.

So, why didn't you just tell us this instead of

wasting our time?

'Cause I knew this would happen.

How'd you get in the safe?

Who gave you the code?

MAN: You did.

[GASPS]

I watched you.

Okay.

So, you got what you came for.

Now what?

You're gonna pick up the phone and you're gonna call security.

[CHUCKLES]

That's a joke, right?

I want you to call off the lockdown.

So you can escape with my case?

Fuck you!

Okay... Help! He...

-Security! -JOHN: Somebody, help us!

It's soundproofed, remember?

Relax.

Listen,

whatever you're being paid,

I'll double it.

If you walk away and leave the case.

-Five. -I'll triple it.

-Four. -Oh, come on, man.

Everybody's got a price. Name yours. Anything!

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Three. Fuck! Stop!

-Two. -Okay, okay.

You win.

Don't say anything other than you're calling off the lockdown.

Security?

This is the ambassador.

[DOOR BEEPS]

Miss Reding, the lockdown's been canceled.

Who gave that order?

1Ambassador Tillman.

But that doesn't make any sense.

-Why would he do that now? -He wouldn't.

Unless someone forced him to.

HANA: Well, he'll use it to escape.

You need to reinstate the lockdown.

I can't. Only Tillman can.

Shit.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Give me a radio.

Take the gun, Air Marshal.

I said take it.

What are you doing?

For Christ's sake, man, I...

I... I did what you asked.

This is DCM Reding, eighth floor team check-in.

Does anyone have eyes on AMBUS?

AGENT [ON RADIO]: We're outside his door, checking now.

Let me help.

You're not going anywhere.

Air Marshal, don't.

AGENT [ON RADIO]: Agent Thomas, is everything okay in there?

Please.

I... I... I know how your son really died.

Wait!

[RONALD GROANS]

-[BODY THUMPS] -[GASPS]

[GASPS]

-All right, move. -AGENT [ON RADIO]: Agent Thomas,

is everything okay in there?

Agent Thomas.

What have you done?

You mean, what have you done?

-[ALARM BLARING] -Let's go.

[ALL CLAMORING] -WOMAN [ON PA]: This is a fire alert.

Please leave by the closest exit.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

AGENT: We need to evacuate the building.

WOMAN [ON PA]: This is a fire alert.

Please leave by the closest exit.

MAN: Come on, keep moving.

[ALARM BLARING]

Sir.

HANA: Shoot out the glass!

It's bulletproof.

-Where are the locks? -Top and bottom.

Right, get out of the way.

Clear.

You two, check the passage.

AGENT: On me.

Shit.

I need medics at the ambassador's office.

I've got an agent down and AMBUS is...

Dead.

[BREATHES SHAKILY]

Oh, my God.

They escaped through the passage. Warn the doors.

Miss Reding, warn the doors.

[RADIO BEEPS]

This is DCM Redding to personnel working all exits.

AMBUS is dead.

Stop Air Marshal Johnson and his accomplice

from leaving the embassy by all means necessary.

Shoot them if you have to.

AGENT: This way, please.

The ambassador's briefcase is gone.

What briefcase?

It contained classified documents.

AGENT [ON RADIO]: I see Air Marshal Johnson,

southeast stairwell, entering parking level two.

[SNIFFLES]

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

Stop.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[PHONE BEEPS]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]