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- So it's not a suicide bomber? - Impossible.

Zaïd wouldn't have loaded Yanis in a car packed with explosives.

I think it's Moktar, He's taking his revenge on him as well as us.

If it wasn't for Yanis, we'd all be dead.

It's amazing that the Peshmergas didn't detect the explosives.

The analysis show traces of Pentrite,

an almost undetectable and very unstable.

There's only one guy I know of using it: Abu Ali el Korassani.

An Egyptian, specialist in micro-charges.

We thought he was dead in Aleppo,

but obviously, he's alive and in Mosul.

In any case, Moktar has won.

The Americans won't try anything against him as long as he has Sab.

That way, we're safe, he'll never free her.

What do you suggest?

That we go. That's what we do, isn't it?

- What are we doing? - We all want to free Sab.

Martin!

What's next? Should we contact Moktar again?

I sent a message saying we were ready to negotiate.

I know him.

Now that he's in a position of strength,

he's going to put the pressure on us.

Are we going to pretend nothing's happened?

We've got no choice.

We have to go through with it to get Sab back.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah.

Colonel, we can't wait any longer for the DGSE.

Prepare an exfiltration plan.

I'll talk to headquarters.

Thank you.

It's clear, it's too crowded.

Short of carnage, we're not going to make it.

Ask them if we can get in through the main entrance.

This is Martin, can we get in through the main entrance?

Negative. Zero possibility.

Armed guards at all times. Access is too controlled.

Well taken.

Negative.

Why doesn't Sab go out in an ambulance for example?

Here Martin, do ambulances checked on the way out?

On entry, but not on exit.

Point taken. They're not checked on the way out.

You want her to get out of her cell and steal an ambulance?

Let her get in it.

- By herself? - Why by herself?

We have someone there, don't we?

- Martin. - Yeah?

- Can I talk to you? - Yeah.

- Take this, I'll be right back. - Works.

Nina called. It's about your son.

What's going on?

I don't know, it sounds serious. Call her back.

- Didn't she tell you? - No.

Yeah, honey.

I don't know what's wrong with him, I called 911, we're going to the hospital.

Explain to me what's going on.

He's been crying a lot, a lot of vomiting, he's got a fever of 40.

- We're on our way to the hospital? - Yeah.

- I'll call you back, I have to hang up.

It's the kid.

She's at the hospital with him.

We don't know what's wrong with him.

There's a flight leaving Erbil tomorrow morning.

I'll let the boys know.

Yeah, honey.

- Did he tell you what it was? - Pyloric stenosis.

- What's that? - I just know they want to operate.

I have to sign an authorization. Are you okay with that?

Sure, what kind of question is that?

I don't know... What if something goes wrong?

It won't. Can you put me through to the surgeon?

Yes, I'll put him on. It's my husband.

Hello.

Hello, Doctor, this is Monsieur Manzard.

We're waiting for the test results so we can operate.

Is it a big operation?

No, it's a minor operation.

- All right. - I'll put your wife back on.

Thank you.

Hello?

Yeah, honey, did you hear what he said?

- I'll call you as soon as I land.

Hold on, don't move.

I'll call you back.

- I've got a call. Kisses.

See you later.

Yeah, Paco?

The bombing's getting closer. What the hell?

What?

I'm calling Roques right now. Go ahead, I'll call you back.

- Hey!

Hey!

Are you all right?

Colonel, it's Martin.

- Yes? - Paco just called me.

It's urgent, they're being shelled.

You can see if there's an operation going on

in the hospital area?

- I'll check. - OKAY. Thanks.

Yeah, Kevlar.

Yeah, Martin.

- Pyloric stenosis, ever heard of it? - No, doesn't ring a bell.

But give me five minutes.

First, call Spit and Paco.

I think they're taking lightning.

- Will you do that for me?

Yeah?

Paco, immediate exfiltration.

Hold on, I'll check.

Impossible. We'll try tonight.

Well taken.

We move tonight.

OK.

Yeah, boss?

The Iraqis discovered the weapons depot in the hospital.

Where Paco and Spit are?

I think so.

They started the operation without warning the Coalition.

Roh... What are you doing? Exfiltrating?

We're trying.

OK. OK. OK. All right, thanks.

Fuck...

- Yeah, Kevlar? - Good news.

The pyloric stenosis is operating just fine. It only happens to boys.

It's not a crazy thing, I'll be fine.

That's what the surgeon told me.

Look, I'll call my wife,

so she can take care of Nina.

That's nice, thank you.

Did you get Paco and Spit?

Yeah. They can't move, too many jihadists.

We're waiting for night, and then...

We hope it doesn't blow up.

Oh, fuck.

Take Bijou with you and go wait for them at the recovery point.

- Okay?

Screw it.

I'm coming, I'm coming. I'm coming, I'm coming.

How'd you like to come work for us?

Given your abilities, you can do better than J2.

No, but...

Don't you want to settle down? A serious job?

Analyst in Paris? No, thanks.

Don't you want to build something?

Build something? What do you mean?

Meet someone...

- Good.

For that, I have to get into the DGSE?

Did you come with your escort?

I survived the car bomb, so yes, I'm here.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Listen.

My hierarchy wants to stop collaboration with you.

The Emir wants to execute the hostage.

Publicly.

Make a gesture, and I'll convince him to let her live.

To set her free, that's better.

Yeah.

We talk about release or we talk about nothing.

OK, it's possible.

- How much do you want? - Ten million dollars.

We have ten million dollars locked up in cash in Qatar.

Help us convoy it to Mosul.

I guarantee absolute secrecy.

And I'm to believe you?

That's up to you.

Hey!

Send proof of life.

Never! I object to anyone helping to fund Daesh

in any way.

It's politically indefensible. Not to mention the ethical problem.

Is it ethical to abandon a French soldier French soldier in the hands of Daesh?

We're not abandoning her.

- We can donate medical equipment. - Absolutely.

A scanner and an operating theater.

That's worth millions and Daesh doesn't have it.

They don't want medical equipment.

They want to win the war, and to do that, they have to pay the troops.

I remind you that Moktar just said he'd talk to the Emir.

We'll help Daesh

and we'll still have a hostage execution.

An operation is being prepared to exfiltrate the hostage.

The DGSE's action with the Emir would provide a diversion.

By allowing the Emir

to get his money back, he'll think he's got us.

We'll confuse him and buy us time.

With or without us, they'll manage to get their money.

They still have support in the region.

Right. I'll talk to headquarters and get back to you.

Martin?

- You haven't left? - No.

Milo's stabilized, We're going to operate on him later.

I'll leave after Paco and Spit are exfiltrated.

- Does Nina agree? - Of course.

I'm not going to lie to you, I'm fine with you staying.

- Are you sure about this? - I know what I'm doing, sir.

Kevlar and Bijou are on their way.

- You let me know when they arrive. - Very well.

Are you from the DGSE?

What did you say? I can't understand you when you talk.

Special operations.

You're lying.

There's no woman in them.

No.

Shh...

What's your job?

What do you do in special ops?

Sniper.

Sniper?

Doesn't look like it.

And you're here to kill who?

You.

Me?

I'm a star!

You're on the list.

They know you.

Your mother... She's in Molenbeek.

Your wife... They know everything.

Who talked to them?

Traitors. At your place.

Speak.

They give information

to foreign services because they're poorly paid

and they're afraid.

Give me the names.

I don't know.

- Give me the names. - I don't know the names.

- Give me the names. - I don't know the names.

- Are you sure? - No.

- You don't know the names? - No.

- Oh yeah? - No, no, no...

Give me the names.

- Give me the names. - I've...

You're going to give me the names?

- Give me the names. - I don't know.

- I don't know. - You don't know the names?

- I don't know them. - You don't know?

I don't know the names. No ! No, no, I don't.

Huh, huh?

No. I don't know, I swear, I don't know.

No... No !

- You don't know the names? - No!

Shhh... Give me the names.

Well?

My hierarchy has given its approval.

Good.

I must wash you.

They want to take a picture.

Proof of life?

If they want proof of life, they're not going to kill me?

Don't be afraid.

I'm very frightened.

Thank you.

Martin, this is Paco.

Exfiltrating immediately. We join the launching point. Over.

Roger that.

They're off the hook.

- Well...

You take it. I'm going to get something to eat.

- Yeah, honey. - Yeah, Martin.

He's gone to surgery. If it goes well, it'll be an hour.

It'll be fine.

Yeah. When are you coming in?

I missed the last flight.

Ah, OK. Well, hurry up, eh.

She's not alone. You don't worry.

It's a good thing I've got Valerie, otherwise I'd go crazy.

Martin!

You tell my idiot friend that he was right to warn me?

Okay, will do.

Thank you.

She tells me about her problems, it takes my mind off things.

I'm thinking of you. I'll give you a call.

See you later.

See you soon. Love you.

Here.

Thank you.

You must be wondering why I haven't left already.

I'm not judging you.

I should be with them, but...

I can't.

I can't leave when I've got two men under fire and a hostage.

It's fucking eating me up.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Even when I'm with them, I can't pick it up.

It's all I fucking think about.

- I'm sorry. - No, no.

Olivier had asked me to go away with him.

Just the two of us, for a while.

I said yes.

The truth is, I never asked for a transfer.

Not even a perm.

Do you blame yourself?

Very much.

The idea we had with Kevlar, since we can't get Sab,

we're going to get her out.

The only vehicles that can leave the hospital unchecked,

are ambulances, so that's how she'll get out.

- There, I made Kevlar work. - Yeah.

Step number one:

our source injects Sab with insulin into a coma.

Now everyone thinks she's going to die.

Just to clarify,

- we're poisoning her to save her? - Indeed, sir.

We've checked with the doctors,

it's a standard procedure in cases of diabetes.

Our source has medical training, she'll know what to do.

- In concrete terms, a blood glucose

will allow our source to monitor Sab's monitor Sab's insulin levels,

with the option at any time to inject her with Glucagon,

which is the medication that helps to bring that level down quickly.

So, as soon as the first symptoms appear,

our source alerts the head doctor. Logically, the latter freaks out badly,

because he's afraid of losing the precious hostage in his care.

If he loses her, he gets his head chopped off.

His only option will be to rush Sab

to a VIP clinic outside Mosul.

There, step number two.

Sab is in the ambulance with our source,

because she's part of the medical staff.

You should know that the VIP clinic is run by Russian doctors,

with state-of-the-art medical equipment.

This is where the Daesh brass and their families go to for treatment.

Sab will have a tracker on her.

We'll be able to locate her during her journey and in the clinic.

We won't attack the ambulance during the transfer, it's too random.

Step three.

The clinic's security is weaker than that of the hospital.

We intervene, we assault,

free Sab.

Sorry, guys, just,

how do we know that Moktar take Sab to that clinic

and not let her rot?

The DGSE will handle Moktar on their end, that's not us.

The COS and the DGSE have come to an agreement.

Moktar has no advantage in freeing Sab.

He's going to give us the runaround.

Consequently, I have requested for a joint COS-DGSE operation.

- Wait... - They'd better manage for Moktar.

They'd better be careful with Moktar.

We're working together.

No more bickering.

I chose you to fetch Sab.

It's not just your job, it's your duty.

Everyone will play their part.

The DGSE's job is to make Sab important to Moktar.

With what they have planned, they're not going to let her die.

Martin, you're preparing an objective dossier on the clinic.

- Yeah, we've already started. - Paco, you brief Soraya.

Everyone get ready, We're leaving nothing to chance.

Once Sab arrives at the clinic, we start the assault.

- Roger that.

- Any questions? - No.

What's this? There's only half of it.

What are you playing at? Where's the money?

You think we're stupid enough to bring you all the money for a picture?

Where is it?

In a safe.

Until the hostage is freed.

You release her tomorrow, I'll bring you the money tomorrow.

Or we call the whole thing off.

You want to call it off?

With your money on the loose?

In any case, it's well hung.

I'm leaving with el Belgiki. There won't be an execution without him.

But afterwards?

I'm going to see Martin and Paco.

Get ready.

You speak French, c'est ça?

How come? Have you ever been to France?

I learned at school. I really liked that language.

But no,

I'll never go to France, there are too many sins there.

In Belgium, it's the same.

Only kouffars.

If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?

31.

And you're not married?

A beautiful woman like you mash'allah,

what are you waiting for?

I have to take care of my parents, they're very sick.

Je peux ask you a question?

I don't want you to take this the wrong way.

Could you tell your father about me,

about getting married?

I'm already married, but I make a lot of money.

You wouldn't have to work,

you'd have a house to yourself,

maids, all the comforts.

Try talking to your father about it, will you?

No need for that, you're with me.

Well, will you talk to him about it?

Yes, I'll talk to him.

I'll leave you here, my wife is down the street.

Are you sure you want to continue by bus?

Yes, I'll be fine.

- Don't forget what I told you. - No, no.

Good Kevlar,

Things getting any better on your wife's side?

No.

You need to talk with her.

Talk. Go on, get moving.

Communicate.

I'm sure that's your problem.

Am I right?

Yeah, you're not wrong.

That's always the problem. Communication.

Don't worry.

I'll take nice pictures of you, and send them to your wife.

Stop it, this is ridiculous.

It's the other idiot with his bike who'll be ridiculous.

You, compared to Brad Pitt, are...

a piece of shit.

No, seriously.

You'll pretend it's for your son.

She'll compare, ask questions.

She'll think, that's what we're aiming for.

She'll ask herself if she's doing something stupid.

What are you now, my lawyer?

- Of course I'm your lawyer. - Martin, I told you, he's nuts.

I'll leave you alone, you're getting divorced tomorrow.

The bus is coming.

Wait, I think he's being followed by a car.

Can you confirm that?

I confirm, it's behind the bus.

Of course she is. Absolutely.

Roger that, sir.

He's following her.

Fuck...

I have a feeling it's el Belgiki, I'm sending the images.

I confirm the identity of Abou Omar el Belgiki,

code name Cerberus.

He's the Daesh executioner.

Yes!

Goodbye.

- Hello. - Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

El Belgiki was behind you, he followed you.

- What? - You didn't see him?

- No, I didn't see anything. - Do you think he suspects you?

I have a mission order from the head doctor. He can't touch me.

I've got some bad news: Sab has received the orange jumpsuit.

- Does that mean she's doomed? - We've got to move fast.

- Go on, show her.

The insulin pen. Do you know how to use it?

Yes, I know this model.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

The oximeter. We took a small model so you can hide it.

And the Glucagon,

to bring the level down if it goes too far.

Yes, of course.

Will you be able to be with her all the time?

I'm already taking care of her. It'll be possible.

Okay, great.

She'll have to wear this bra.

We've sewn in a tracker.

We'll be able to track you when you're in the ambulance.

Okay.

Finally, we've got this to cover our tracks.

To put on the nostrils or around the mouth.

- Are you going to be okay?

Yes.

Your blanket.

Be careful.

Let me help you, sister.

C'est quoi, alors?

Why didn't you ask me to drop you off here?

- Do you have a date with a man? - With a man?

Are you insulting me as well?

Soraya,

there's no bus for a long time, I have my car. Let me take you.

Weren't you supposed to see your wife?

You lied to me, didn't you?

No, Moktar summoned me.

He's waiting for me at the hospital. I swear.

It's not safe here, let me take you.

She's right there.

But it's Dad calling.

- Martin? - Hello, darling?

We're home, It went great.

Should I switch to video so you can see him?

No, I can't.

Why, where are you? Are you in transit?

I haven't left.

What?

You're not coming?

Yes, next week.

Excuse me?

Nina, we'll be releasing Sab soon.

You have until tomorrow morning. If you're not with us...

Stop, stop, fucking stop.

If we're not reunited the three of us after this nightmare,

I swear to you, Martin...

I'm doing what I can.

- Coming.

That's what you tell yourself, but you're abandoning us.

Don't do this to me now, please.

- Martin?

I'm coming, damn it.

That's her right there.

You can zoom in on her, quick.

Kill him.