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Six months of dead ends.

I can't shake this sinking feeling

that we're not going to catch him.

The man has vanished.

On the streets,

spontaneous demonstrations turned into riots.

Every day, another gunfight.

We hope finding Saddam might reduce the violence.

Analysts claim that he had at least three lookalikes.

I used to call them Huey, Dewey, and Louie.

If we find Saddam Hussein,

it might suppress some of the violence.

Saddam ruled his family like he ruled the country--

based on fear and loyalty to the clan leader.

If he sensed betrayal, he cut it out, root and branch.

I mean, how do you interrogate a man like Yusuf,

who grew up in that?

I'm lost.

Everyone here knows it.

Good. Thank you.

Coming through.

Saddam kept his prisoners here.

Watch your step.

Taste of their own... medicine.

Oh, you don't like that, do you?

Add some more make-up there.

It's okay, sweetie. It's just make-up.

We'll clean it soon.

- Just about ready? - I don't know.

Yeah.

What'd you say?

Hey!

Stop it!

Hey! Cut it out!

Let's put some clothes on him.

Goddamn it!

You shouldn't have been treated this way.

He's asking about his family.

Will you help us?

I can help you and your family.

He doesn't want to help.

Yusuf, let's stop playing games.

I know you speak English, so let's speak English, okay?

Hey, hey, hey!

Just give him time to answer.

If you say pretty please.

I don't want that shit, do you understand?

Look, I know you've worked for Saddam since '98.

You were photographed with him in August that year,

in October, March '99.

I don't work for Saddam.

He works for me.

He works for all Iraqis.

You were his bodyguard,

and then you were photographed with him again

on April 4th in Al-mansour.

Answer the man.

You mistaken me, sir.

Hey, hey! Stop it! Goddamn it! Stop it!

I told you to stop that shit.

There's no need for it.

Pick him up! Pick him up!

This isn't the U.N.

You'll find out how it works here soon enough.

Goddamn it.

Mohammad Amir Yusuf,

I know that you're Saddam's third cousin.

I want you to listen to me very carefully right now.

The United States is prepared to pay you $25 million U.S.

to tell us where Saddam is hiding.

...my mother for that kind of money.

Shit.

In a cave behind the spider web,

concealed by trees and breeding nests.

What cave? Where?

He is mocking us.

Prophet's escape to Medina.

He says he wants to die a martyr.

Can you translate this so there's no misunderstanding?

If you show us where Saddam is hiding,

you'll become a rich man

and you get to see your family again.

You don't have to be afraid of him anymore.

He has no power over you.

The sooner you tell us where he is,

the sooner I can keep your family safe.

I can't protect them now.

Your wife and your daughter--

how old is she now? 9? 10?

Polly, show him.

You don't love Saddam. You're afraid of him.

And so should you.

Your bombs didn't stop him.

Your spies didn't kill him.

The night we fled the city,

your soldiers shined a light in his eyes.

Three times, they let us pass.

Not the dark, not the mud,

not the cold could slow Saddam down.

With both hands, he gives you everything you wish for

in this world.

And that's how he destroys you.

Don't try to find Saddam Hussein.

Go home if you value your life.

Go and just pray your God.

If you value your life, don't find him.

- Go through the mud? - Just pray your God.

Don't you ever put your hands on me.

- Hey, hey, hey! - That's enough! Hey, hey!

What the hell, man?

You think we're gonna get correct information

when you beat the shit out of him like that?

Hey! What is this? Calm down, you two.

The stakes are real live here.

So, your bitch ass rules of etiquette don't apply.

Any one of us could get dead like that.

Grow a pair! - ...you, Doyle.

Macho man bullshit.

Give me a map.

Get a map, man.

What are you thinking, John?

Saddam's last public appearance was April 9th.

U.S. soldiers were coming in from the West.

So, why didn't he just go east

and get out as fast as he can?

How do you know he didn't?

Well, Yusuf said they looked U.S. soldiers in the eyes

three times on his way out.

They must have passed three perimeters.

Doyle!

When did you take the palace? - On the ninth.

- What time of day? - Midday.

- Midday? - Yeah.

Perimeter was here.

But Yusuf said they used flashlights,

which means they must have been at night,

so at least six hours before.

So, where would the perimeter have been?

Here.

- Did it rain that night? - No.

- You sure? - Yeah.

So, why did they drive through mud?

It's the Tigris. They must have gone in the river.

But how? In a boat? Would he have one?

To go where, Kuwait?

So, you're Saddam.

Paranoid. Every day the same. You're a creature of habit.

Every day, same food, same people.

Now you're on the run.

Where do you go?

Tigris? Tikrit? - He's not here.

The army's been there in Tikrit, turned over every rock.

More than once.

Okay, so, what did Saddam think

is gonna happen to him?

We're missing something.

Tikrit.

Tigris.

It's the river of his youth.

It's where he played with his brothers.

Let's go.

He's in Tikrit, right?

This is a simple choice.

You either take the $25 million and your family,

or after we capture Saddam--

and you realize we're going to capture him,

it's just a matter of time--

we're going to let everyone know that you helped us catch him.

A spy.

What about my family?

We'll fly them wherever you say.

I give you my word.

And they will be waiting for you, Yusuf,

with more money than any of us will see in our lifetime.

This is what's gonna happen if you play ball.

We're gonna parade you through the prison

so everyone sees you.

And then in a few days, we'll let you go.

You can go meet your family,

and then we'll spread the rumor that you got executed.

You don't have a choice.

Just tell us.

Ad-Dawr farm.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We've been there already.

He's hiding. You won't find him.

- You're lying. - I'm not.

He's there.

Ad-Dawr farm.

That's the farm that he hid in September 1959

after he tried to assassinate Qasim.

Untie him.

Thank you.

Let's go to the farm.

- Sir. - Iraq just beat Kenya.

Can you believe that shit?

Alright, three amigos.

What do you got for me?

We got a lead on Saddam.

And this one's actually from a credible source.

Yeah?

Alright, well, convince me.

Sir. Sir.

Sir!

It's a huge mistake not following up on this lead.

I've already been there three goddamn times.

April 17th. June 9th-- - Yeah, we know, sir.

But with all due respect, back then,

we were looking for any Baathist leader we could find.

And again after Desert Scorpion in July.

Now, unless you three just think we're a bunch of dumbass grunts

with nothing better to do--

Sir, it's a place full of hiding spots. We need to go.

I don't know what another trip there buys us.

I swear to God.

I mean, could we have missed something?

This is the first time we've been told

by someone categorically close to HVT1.

It's just another asshole that wants $25 million, John.

- Colonel, this is different. - How?

- We broke his bodyguard. - What?

And he's HVT1's cousin.

- You broke his bodyguard? - Yes, sir.

And you really want to spend all your credit

on this search op?

You stand behind this intel?

- Yeah. - Stand by.

Sergeant! - Yes, sir.

Get me Doyle on the line.

I want rotors up at 18:00. Copy?

Copy that, sir. Right away.

This is on you.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Nixon! Humvee's are already at the rally point.

I do not trust this prick to ID him.

Yeah.

Sir, ask him these questions.

Only Saddam himself knows the answer to those.

And he's got tattoos on his right hand.

It's a crescent and two dots. Tribal tattoos.

Then he's got a big scar on his left calf.

What if it's one of his doubles?

There's no doubles. That's bullshit.

Let's go.

Come on, Yusuf, we've had this conversation already,

and we're not repeating it.

Thank you.

Just trust us. Nobody will recognize you.

- What's wrong with him? - He doesn't want to go.

He says Saddam will kill his family.

We can't depend on him. - You got to be kidding me.

Major Doyle! Ready to roll, sir!

- Get in the chopper. - What?

"What" is not a valid field response.

Colonel's waiting. This mission's on you.

Get in the chopper.

Come on, John.

John, don't be a hero.

Stay alert, John.

- I don't have training for this. - What?

- I don't have training for this. - No shit.

Please, sir, stay with me.

Check door right! Yeah, yeah.

- Evacuate the area. - Roger.

I want my CP set right here! Let's move! Go!

Clear, clear, clear! Go, go, go, go, go, go!

He's not here. Again.

All clear.

We all clear?

- Clear? - All clear.

- Is that the owner? - Yes, sir.

Clear!

- All clear? - All clear!

I think Saddam's there.

I need you to get there now. Go on.

Go on.

- Stand by. - Stand by.

This is the owner of the farm.

He claims he doesn't know anything.

Where's Saddam?

- No Saddam! - Great job, John.

More Intel that costs $25 million for nothing.

- He's here. - You see, Nixon,

I told you Yusuf lied.

We stay here long enough, we're exposed, sir.

Alright, give the order. We're gonna pull out.

Call it out, John.

Everybody, let's move.

Get ready to go!

John, is it true Saddam built a network of tunnels

under Baghdad? - Yeah.

It could be like a whole city.

Like a James Bond villain's secret underground lair?

Yeah.

Helicopter's ready, sir.

- Sir. - What?

Sir.

He's got to be underground.

Alright, we got to-- we got to look one more time.

What do you think we've been doing?

Let's look specifically for air shafts.

You heard the Colonel! Move out!

- We got-- - Standby.

We're already here, sir.

You got six mikes.

You find... Saddam Hussein.

I don't care if you got to raise him from the dead.

Bring his ass here.

We're gonna do one more sweep, one more.

We're looking for air shafts, tunnels, underground, whatever.

- Copy. - Let's move out. On me!

Stand down on the radio.

Got something.

Sir. I found something.

Hello?

Shh!

One, two.

I think I am fair.

I am Saddam Hussein, president of Iraq.

He wants to negotiate.

Is that him?

Get this piece of shit to the helicopter.

We'll ID the target when we get back to base.

- Sir, we need a picture. - We do not have time.

The Iraqi people need to see this, sir.

We need a picture. Please!

Sir, for posterity. The world has got to see this.

Then take the damn picture. Go!

Hold him up!

We need to go-- now!

Move out!

We're sure it's him, right?

Go, go, go, go.

Okay, check the man's right hand for tattoos.

It should be a crescent and two dots

between his thumb and his forefinger.

Okay, now check his left calf on the inside.

He's got a big scar there.

He's asking you to identify yourself.

I'm here to ask questions,

and you need to answer truthfully.

What was your French doctor's name?

Iraq has the best doctors in the world.

Why would I need a French one?

When was the last time you saw your wife, Sajida?

The women are none of your concern.

That's not what he said.

He said the women separated.

Yes, Major. It's an idiom which means

"the women are none of your concern."

Okay, just stay focused.

He's just calling me a traitor.

Your uncle, Kheirollah Talfah.

What was his grandfather's name?

What's the point of these questions?

The point is, I just blow your brains out.

Now answer the questions.

I am President Saddam Hussein of Iraq,

whether you like it or not.

Who are you?

He's demanding an answer.

That's him.

That's him.

Hello?

John?

Are you there? Talk to me.

We got him.

What? Oh, my God!

Yeah, we got him.

And listen, it's because of your stupid Bond obsession.

- Don't be silly. - No, I'm serious.

Oh!

Oh! It's over.

I can't believe it. - I can't believe it, either.

I am so proud of you.

Listen, I-I got to go. I'll call you soon, okay?

I love you.

I love you, too, so much.

Okay. Bye.

I'll love you, too, if you get off the phone.

He got him!

Good afternoon.

Yesterday, December the 13th,

at around 8:30 p.m. Baghdad time...

the United States military forces

captured Saddam Hussein-- alive.

The vast majority of Iraqi citizens

wish to live as free men and women.

This event brings further assurance...

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

...that the torture chambers are gone forever.

The operation was based on the superb work

of intelligence analysts

who found the dictator's footprints in a vast country.

Our servicemen and women and our coalition allies

have faced many dangers in the hunt

for members of the fallen regime.

Their work continues, and so do the risks.

Today, on behalf of the nation,

I thank the members of our armed forces

and I congratulate them.

I also have a message for all Americans--

the capture of Saddam Hussein

does not mean the end of violence in Iraq.

Ladies and gentlemen...

We still face terrorists.

Will you all put your hands together.

Our handsome and modest hero, Mr. John Nixon.

You did it!

Rock star!

There he is. The man who caught Saddam.

Cal.

Cal, what are you doing here?

I came to save you from all the attention.

This is my little brother's best friend.

Proud of you, man. Charlie would be, too.

His big bro just cuffed the biggest mother of our time.

Ace of spades, baby.

Yeah.

That's crazy.

Wait. An oak leaf, Major?

Yeah. That's crazy, right?

I mean, who would have thought we'd go from

sneaking into Ranger games at the Garden

to all this damn sand?

Yeah.

Desert Storm was a long time ago, but I was...

You know, a day doesn't go by without me thinking about him,

how he saved all his men.

I always looked up to him.

He loved you.

I know.

But I want him to look up to me, you know?

He did.

Really is. - Yeah.

C'est la vie!

♪ So put your back into it and let your mind go ♪

♪ You gotta run right through it ♪

♪ Don't make my mind go crazy ♪

♪ I know you gone crazy ♪

♪ I know you gone, I know you gone crazy ♪

- Hey, Charles? - Huh?

The phone. Do you mind?

Would you get it?

Uh. Oh. Yeah. Sure.

Hello.

Hey, Daddy.

Wait. What are you doing at the house?

Is everything okay? Bec's okay?

Yeah, she's just fine.

She's sitting here watching some TV.

I thought I'd come over here and intercept your next call.

A-ha. Listen, I was gonna call you,

but it's just been a little crazy.

Um, it's-- it's still a little crazy.

Becs-- she said it was--

What?

She-- She said it was you.

W-What are you talking about?

You-- You're the one who found him.

Hold on, hold on.

I-I-It's all over the news.

I'm so happy. I wish I could tell everyone.

Yeah, well, I guess you just did.

Well, I--

He's not going to say anything.

No, no.

When are you-- When are you back?

Sorry. Sorry, baby. It's a little crazy.

It's-- Sorry. It's a-- it's a--

It's a little party going on here,

as you can hear.

Um, baby...

I'm coming home for Christmas.

That is the best present I could ask for.

Oh, hey. We'll see you for Christmas.

I'll call you real soon, okay? I love you, bye-bye.

Whoo-hoo!

And we continue our coverage now

on the capture of Saddam Hussein.

People all over the world

celebrating the capture of the ex-dictator of Iraq,

but nowhere with more joy than in Iraq.

Today I had the chance

to clamber into the tyrant's last hiding place.

The former dictator is now almost certain

to be put on trial in Iraq,

and some officials are already saying

that he could face the death penalty.

Get up, baby!

Time for breakfast! Hey, baby!

Come on, baby, let's go, go, go!

You did it! You're the hero.

- Rise and shine! - I'm coming! Shit.

Come on, my man! Whoo!

- Hey, John! - Hey, hey.

Good work, John.

Hey, what's up?

- Nixon. - Hey.

- You got him. - Yeah, we got him.

Uh, look, I, uh, I never really doubted you.

I, uh, I knew you were smart.

Solid job. - Thank you.

Sir, are you gonna be the one to interrogate Saddam?

No, the FBI team will be here in 30 days.

They'll pump Hussein like an oil well.

30 days? A month?

Yeah.

That's gonna give him time to prepare.

I mean, the first 36 hours, they're the most crucial.

Nixon, there's a moment

where the hunter gives way to the chef.

Agreed, but Saddam has been preparing

for his potential capture for years.

The insurgency is growing stronger by the day.

We got to get on this.

Insurgency is the Army's job.

Priority is to find the WMD.

So, what, we're just gonna waste a month to ask him?

That just sounds like bullshit politics.

That's how this works.

If you don't like it, you should have stayed in your cubbyhole

instead of begging Angela to have me get you over here.

I didn't beg to come here, alright?

I came here because I want to be of service,

because I know this guy better than anyone.

And that's the reason why we got him.

Hey, what's going on?

And you just want to trash the only opportunity

we have to interrogate him

while he's still vulnerable and confused?

Do you think you can get him to lead us to the WMD?

- Yeah. - Okay.

I'll talk to Angela.

But you better get those WMDs. - I'm so sorry.

Can I talk to you for a second, John?

Sorry. Come-- Come-- Come with me.

You're getting played.

Do you realize this?

Stillwell is covering his own ass.

If this fails, you go down.

If you care at all about what I have to say,

take that win and go home a hero.

Alright. John.

In case you weren't aware, we've been here for months.

Empty labs, abandoned silos,

cellars filled with friggin' sand.

There's nothing here.

Nobody believes there's anything in here, John.

Nobody. - Do you?

I get the opportunity to confront Saddam firsthand.

It's what I've dedicated my life to.

It's why I came here.

You think I'm just gonna walk away

without even trying? No.

Time to babysit the CIA assholes.

- Morning. - Sure you can handle this?

Let's go.

Listen up.

You may not take the prisoner's photograph.

You may not request the prisoner's autograph.

You may not accept anything from the prisoner.

You may not give anything to the prisoner.

Don't forget who you're dealing with.

He'll kill you if he gets the chance.

Give me your lanyards.

No names, no ID.