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Target is on the move.

No!

Move it! Move it! Move it! Move it!

Move it!

Move it!

Move it! Move it! Move it! Move it! Move it! Move it! Move it!

Move it!

Move it!

Move

it!

Think I'm fucking dead.

Hey, Mike.

This course.

Nobody makes it that far.

Don't bullshit me.

Thanks for letting me use them. Yeah, no problem.

So where the hell did you find this place, anyway?

During the Cold War, they used to make cruise missiles.

I bought it for next to nothing from Uncle Sam.

Turned sailing global into a 5,000-acre Disneyland.

You can come up with any scenario you want here and put it to the test, bud.

Any scenario.

Yeah, it's a hell of a layout.

Hey, what the fuck, asshole?

Whoa, whoa.

Just kick me down the fucking stairs.

I don't stand on the fucking stairs.

You fucking wind him up.

Hey, you don't train like it's real, then you're dead when it is.

Cool it, Bruno.

We're all friends here.

Seems like a nice guy.

So, I went on and bought a house. You bought a small city in Virginia.

Wow.

As they say, it looks to be deceiving.

When DOD shut down everyone's contracting gigs after Blackwater shit

happened, it crippled my business.

All I got keeping sailing at the float are training contracts.

Word is, David Gentry's retiring.

And you're on the deck to take over.

Director of Secret Service, huh?

I'm here. I just thought you missed me.

Well, if I could get a contract for your special ops to train here, finally get

me out of the red.

Look, let me see what I can do.

Yeah, I'll bring it up to Gentry or whoever the new director is. Hey, that's

all I'm asking.

All right, buddy.

Thanks, Mike.

Hey, when are you in D.C. next?

Oh, when do you need me?

I'm just saying it would be nice to see you come over, you know, meet the

family. throwing some steaks sit up back tell lies sure i'd like that just say

what see you bud

Leah?

Hey, hon.

How's the range?

Easy breezy.

My friend Wade's got a good thing going.

Bummed that Miss Lynn.

How many stories did it take this time?

The usual four.

You gonna take a shower?

No. I just washed the sheets. I just... It smelled like gunpowder. Yeah, you

know you love it.

Modern nursing, huh?

Were you thinking about going back to work early?

I'm thinking about it.

But it's like she does something so amazing every day, I don't want to miss

it.

Pretty soon we're gonna have you around here too more, right?

Yeah, he hasn't made a decision yet, honey.

If you want me to, I will march down to the White House and set Trumbull

straight. Yeah.

You think that'll work?

I can be pretty persuasive.

Trust me, I know.

Leah, we have a good life already.

So I'm just saying, you know, I'm not gonna get all worried about it.

What's up?

How long after this last concussion did the migraines and the dizziness start?

Pretty much right away.

And you said it was from a car accident?

Yeah.

When did the insomnia start?

Well, I've always had a little.

It comes with the job, I guess.

What line of work are you in?

Computer sales.

Yeah, I travel a lot.

Mr. Jameson.

You need to be a lot more careful.

I'm seeing severe compression between C3 through 5 in your neck, possible spinal

cord damage.

You're a disaster waiting to happen.

Top finder's moving.

Just a few more of these persons and I'm done with the sickles. Ah, you know your

message, sir.

You have no life.

Says the man who could be taking my place.

Mr. President, you promised to amend the AUMF War Powers Resolution to

require approval from Congress before committing U.S. military forces to

further conflicts.

Is that still your intention?

It is.

We've become complacent to war in this country.

I intend to change that by making it our last but clear option.

Mr. President,

with Russia continuing to extend its military well beyond its borders, what

is your strategy to stop them from reforming the old Soviet Union?

Well, you'll know where I stand on that issue at the G20. There are rumors in

the White House that your new foreign policy will broaden the use of private

contractors to help bolster American troops who remain scattered around the

globe. Is there any truth to that?

That's all for today, folks.

Thank you very much.

I swear, these walls have more leaks than a submarine with a screen door.

That wasn't me.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Okay. Who, once again, leaked false info to the press.

Thank you, Sam.

I thought I made my position clear about private contractor companies during the

election.

I am tired, sick and tired, of a handful of people profiting from our mission.

Hell, half these guys aren't even American.

It's not the same fighting for money as when you fight for your flag.

Now, enough with the leaks. Who's talking?

Nobody's fessing up, huh?

Of course not.

But let me be clear.

It is not our troops' fault that they were stretched so thin.

It's our fault.

The status quo has gone on long enough.

It's time for a new way forward.

Mike said you grew up in England?

Yeah, I did. Yeah, my father was an expat. I never really felt I belonged

anywhere. But when I moved to the States after school, I joined the Army. And how

long did you guys serve together?

I got into a third bat right after you, so what, about three, four years? That

sounds about right. Mike never tells me stories about his Army days.

Yeah, well, most of us don't.

It's just our way, I guess.

But, hey, if you want to hear a story... No.

Yeah. She doesn't want to hear his story. Whatever he's going to say is

definitely inappropriate.

All right. Oh, God. Well, army cooks aren't exactly culinary giants. So we

used to go to this restaurant that made the best fried chicken you've ever had.

And we'd eat baskets full.

The cook, he was this great old guy called Moe. Moe. Moe had to walk to

work. Five miles to work and five miles back.

Rain or shine. You can... fry an egg on a georgia sidewalk in the summer so mike

went to every man in the company with a duffel bag and asked to put some money

in or else now your husband he can be pretty stubborn tell me about it

so mike didn't quit until every single one of them emptied their wallets and

you know what your daddy did about mo a car so he didn't have to walk to work

anymore

Mike Banning's one of the most bullheaded men I've ever met.

No way was you gonna let old Mo down.

Here. There you go, sweetheart.

Thank you.

Here.

Drink that, please.

Did you ever think we'd live past 30?

No. Not back then, anyway.

Hell, I miss it.

The smoking, the joking with the guys, the adrenaline, the fighting.

You okay?

Yeah.

You sure?

Can I be honest with you?

I don't think I'm going to take the director's job if they offer it.

God, I'm not ready to write a desk yet. I saw it in your eyes the moment I

mentioned it.

We're lions.

And that ain't never gonna change.

Tell you what, though.

I'll put in a good word for you when they pick the new director.

Only if it's convenient.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

I thought you could only fit four.

Oh, thanks. I do want some.

I made some breakfast. You want some?

Oh, no, babe. I gotta go. I'll get some of the office.

Hey, you.

Hey.

I still got it.

You look exhausted.

I know you didn't sleep at home last night and... Babe.

I'm okay.

Can we just talk about this for five minutes? I gotta go. You're not that

late. I will see you.

Talk about it when you get back.

You talk about it when I get back. I promise.

All right, Lenny Ben.

Could you say bye-bye?

Bye.

You must really like fishing, sir.

It's cold as shit out here. I'm sorry.

I had anything to get out of DC for a while.

Just don't know who to trust anymore.

Anywho, whose idea was it for you to throw your hat in the ring for director?

Yours or Leah's?

Mine, sir.

Well, for her.

For me, too.

It was mine, too.

I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous.

Sir, if I'm not... I think it's a great idea for you to pick up the torch.

So, I'm selecting you for director.

Congratulations.

I'll give it my best shot, sir.

Thank you.

That's what I was afraid of.

What's that, sir?

That look in your eye, like I just handed you a death sentence.

my way, sir.

I would keep hard charge until the day I die, but that's not realistic.

Give it a few days.

Talk it over with Leah, and we'll go from there, okay?

Yes, sir. Good.

Hey. Hey.

You all right?

I just need to rehydrate.

Why don't you get somebody to cover you? No, sir. I'm good.

Okay. Mike.

I'm fine.

Go.

You're scaring my damn fish.

Frozen anyway.

Go.

Smartass. Murph is banning.

Hey, can you give me a push?

Roger. I'm on my way.

Hey.

What is that?

Are they bats?

Drums! They're drums!

Come with me, sir! Get them under the ballistic hard cover. Keep them down.

I'm on my way.

Dragon is somehow.

What about you?

What's up? I got you.

Case over. Going under.

Dive deep.

We're getting reports that there's been an assassination attempt on the

president. A backup Marine One has been called to extract the president.

Alpha 17, this is Hawk Five.

We are approaching safe masses with pathfinder.

We don't have many confirmed details yet, but it appears that President Alan

Trumbull has had an assassination attempt on his life while on a fishing

trip today. We expect to receive more details soon, including the staggering

death toll on his Secret Service protection team.

Mr. President, can you hear me?

Agent Banning, stay with me.

Is everything secure?

Okay, I want the President in Suite B and I want Banning over here in the

ward.

Hey, Johnson, you're coming with me. Come on.

Peterson,

make sure HRT has that made secure. Got it?

Mr.

Vice President, this way.

How is he?

He was already in a comatose state when he arrived on Marine One.

We were told there were heavy explosions, but we're not seeing any

signs of swelling from traumatic brain damage, which is great news.

Now it's a waiting game.

The security detail?

Only one survived, sir.

Mike Banning.

The others died unseen.

What's Banning's status?

He was also unconscious when he arrived, but he's already showing signs of

response.

We expect him to be alert soon, and then we'll run some more tests.

When you're ready, sir.

I'll need to see you outside.

Sir, this is Judge Spire of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.

She will swear you in as acting president.

All right, let's hope this is only a formality.

Mr. Vice President, if you'll place your hand on the Bible and raise your right

hand and repeat after me.

I, Martin James Kirby, do solemnly swear.

Aye.

Martin James Kirby, do solemnly swear.

That I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United

States.

That I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United

States.

And will to the best of my ability.

And will to the best of my ability.

Preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States.

Preserve.

Protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.

So help me God. So help me God.

Ramirez.

Hold, hold.

Local police found a van, a mile to the north, full of electronics, gear, some

kind of launcher system.

Don't touch a thing until our people get there.

All right, secure the area.

All right, let's work.

We're there, bitch.

We'll check you in two at a time. Two four, let's go.

David, thank God. Is he okay?

He's in the ICU.

But I'm sorry, that's all I can tell you right now.

Come on. Tell me what happened to my husband, David. Leah, you need to come

with me, okay?

Come on.

Get you a room where you and Ben can rest.

Why am I in cuffs?

I'm Special Agent Helen Thompson with the FBI.

Can you tell me your name? Who you work for?

My name is Mike Banning, Secret Service.

Where am I?

Why am I being secured?

You're in St. Matthew's Hospital.

You remember how you got here?

Just tell me what the fuck is going on. What's the last thing you remember?

No.

Mike, it's very important you tell me the last thing you remember.

Mark.

President?

Where's the president? Where is he?

Is he okay?

President Trumbull is in a coma and your whole team is dead.

Except you.

Tell me how that happened.

What happened on the lake? I need to see the president.

I need to see the president now.

Not gonna happen. I've been sitting here for hours.

No one's telling me what's going on. My husband's in the ICU. Leah, I know this

is frustrating for you. I'd like my daughter in here, please. I think it's

best that we just let Lynn sleep, okay? And I want to see my husband. And I'm

working on that for you.

But first, did you know about the $10 million in the offshore account?

Mike's account.

$10 million what? Maybe you can explain.

Why I found your DNA in the van.

Skin cells, hair, right there on the launcher controls.

Where? Or residue from the same explosives used in the event in your

garage.

Mike, tell me about the encrypted folder we found on the dark web.

Encrypted folder?

The encrypted folder that contained the classified map and your secret service

itinerary for the lake trip.

Only you had that, Mike.

How did that happen?

Did you know about Mike's issues with painkillers?

How about that he has seen four different doctors in the last six

months, paying each one of them in cash?

Did you know about that issue?

The controls were left on auto to deploy the drones during the trip's window. The

facial recognition to target the President of the United States as well

as every member of your team, except you.

You had this perfectly planned, Mike, didn't you? Can't you see that I'm being

set up? No, I cannot, Agent Banning.

He's in line to be director of the Secret Service. Exactly.

Which is why I believe Mike saw the inevitable and was looking for a big

payout for you guys.

Now, if that's the case, Leah, that means somebody paid him to do this. If

you can help me find that person, it would help Mike's case considerably.

Fuck you, lady.

You can't play me.

My husband is a good man.

You're being charged.

with the attempted murder of the president of the United States, as well

as the premeditated murder of your entire team.

No, no, no, wait.

Wait. Get the president.

He'll tell you the truth.

There's somebody else behind us. It wasn't me.

We'll be transporting you to a protected location for arraignment once you're

cleared by the doctors.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

President Trumbull's top guardian angel has fallen tonight. Secret Service agent

Mike Banning has been arrested for the betrayal of President Trumbull's own

team. Mike

Banning has been arrested

for allegedly orchestrating the assassination attempt on Alice Trumbull.

As many of his protection detail dead.

Can we get a statement, Mrs. Banning? How much did you know?

Thompson.

She just got home.

Put a car outside.

She's not in on this.

The phone's a tap, so we'll get Banning some rope to hang himself.

Hey! Wake the fuck up.

Never sleeping again, motherfucker.

Leave him alone, man.

You don't even know if he really did it. The hell he didn't.

Trumbull was just starting to turn things around, too.

I'm into all three motherboards.

Pulling their chains in three, two, one.

What the?

Thing just went dead.

Shit, look.

The escort vehicle's too.

This ain't good, man.

Call it in.

How? The radio's... What

do

we do? What do we do?

Get out of the bed!

We're three minutes out.

Stand by.

So are you guys anyway?

Hey, what the fuck, asshole?

You just kicked me down the fucking stairs.

I told you you should have trained like it was fucking real.

Still piecing together what happened, but Banning's gone.

This was no cowboy hit. It was tactical.

Okay.

Keep the search area wide.

Triple security at all travel hubs in the surrounding areas.

Banning is secret service.

He knows how we do this. He knows all our tricks. I want every surveillance

camera in the nation going through our facial recognition system.

Anything we see, I want it followed up. And I don't want to hear anything about

a subpoena at this point because I really don't give a shit. We will deal

with that later.

We just found a crashed Suburban near the ambush with blood inside.

The V numbers and plates were stripped.

I want to know if that's Banning's blood.

Yes, ma'am.

Thompson.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

CID traced Banning's money back to a state-owned bank in Moscow.

How about that?

Renegade 607, confirming.

Falcon 904, have you found Banning yet?

No, but we're on it.

We agreed to keep Banning alive to late so that he could take the fall.

Then you said you were going to make it look like his team rescued him and

disappeared with the 10 million.

And now look, you actually let him get away and he can expose us.

There's still enough evidence to nail Mike as the mastermind.

The FBI have already ID'd the evidence that we planted, including his DNA in

the van.

As we speak, they're also connecting him to the money trail.

So let's not start panicking and do something foolish.

Foolish? I'm beginning to think that your personal connection to him isn't an

asset, but a liability.

If you want to benefit from this, you will finish him for good.

And pray Trumbull never wakes up.

Your biggest mistake.

You okay? How's Lynn?

She's okay. She's here with me.

We've been getting death threats.

Are the cops out front?

Yeah. And a ton of reporters.

Okay, that's a good thing.

And they'll watch the house 24-7, so you just make sure you stay inside and

they'll keep you safe.

Why didn't you tell me about the doctors?

Maybe I wanted to.

But I can't explain right now. I just... You gotta trust me.

Where are you? Are you in jail?

Look, I'm not the only one on the line.

Guys, I know you got a job to do.

So do I.

I'm not gonna stop until I prove we really did this.

I just want you here home with me.

Wait.

We're gonna get through this, babe.

You hear me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I hear you.

Come on, Mike.

Come on, come on, come on.

High Mountain Militia, don't move.

Hang up the phone now, mister.

Do it.

Now.

I gotta go.

Do it.

Wait.

We got it. The truck stopped on Highway 163. Every local unit in the area is

surrounded. See those hands? Turn around.

Holy shit.

We got us America's Most Wanted here, Tim.

Bet there's a big ol' bounty on your ass.

Tim, you stay on him. I'm gonna call it in if he moves, shoot him.

Shit. He moves muscle.

I'll light his ass up.

You're safe.

Shoot him, Tim.

Shoot him!

Shit. What the hell you doing?

I ain't dying for this shit, Bobby.

God damn it. The mountain militia needs help.

You best drop that gun, boy.

Fuck.

New keys in the truck?

What?

He's heading south on vessel. He's heading south on

vessel.

Something is armed and dangerous. Proceed with caution.

That's crazy.

Those dogs haven't found him yet. He's gone. Fuck it. Just bring him in.

Blood's back from the Suburban. Really?

None of its bannings. In fact, no matches at all yet.

Any activity on his encrypted folder?

Nothing.

Fuck.

Hey! Hey! Can I have a word? Hey!

Want to talk to the nice people from the press?

No. No?

How solid is this intel that Banning colluded with the Russians? It's tricky,

sir. The evidence definitely points to that. But it's hard to prove if it's

really Moscow's doing or an outside hacker wants it to look that way.

Outside hacker?

Hackers don't pay out $10 million for assassinations.

None have before, no.

Problem is, the Russians will deny this to the end if we take action. But if we

don't, they'll remain ambiguous as to their involvement, so we look weak.

Just like with their election tampering. I really think we should slow down here,

sir, before this blows up in our face. The President of the United States is

lying in a coma and 18 Secret Service agents are dead.

This already blew up in our face!

Manhunt is underway for secret services. A massive manhunt for Banning has

already begun. His face will be plastered everywhere, so he won't be

able to use public transport.

What time did the police call in the semi-crash?

Scatter traffic pings at 417 AM.

That puts him at a, what, about a 200-mile range of the crash?

240. 240.

Okay, listen up, everybody.

Mike will have to find somewhere to regroup. Dig into his life.

Find out anything, anyone, that can hide him.

Every hour you don't have an answer for me is another hour he's kicking a

fucking ass.

How the fuck did you find me?

I want security for the president. How do you think?

You've been here the last five years.

North Carolina before that.

Alaska before that.

You see, that's big brother for you.

No. Actually, it was just me wondering if you were still alive.

Did you do it?

You'd like it if I did, wouldn't you?

Dad?

I'm not gonna stay long.

I just need to play soft grid Lilo for a bit.

Hey, you got any water?

Yeah.

Here you go.

So you run off your own power source, water and everything?

Sure, why not?

You stay attached to their tentacles, they own you for life.

Fuck.

You got any aspirin?

Something stronger?

I don't do medications.

Of course you don't. By the looks of it, you shouldn't either.

What's this?

Writing your own manifesto?

You know, I had a lifetime to think about the things I've seen and not done.

I don't want to ever forget.

That's how we get lost.

Yeah. Yeah. What chapter am I in?

Why are they saying it's you?

I was set up.

Not a surprise. Fucking government.

No, not the government.

It was a friend of mine.

I'm trying to figure out who else.

Sounds like you should pick better friends, son.

You know what?

Don't call me son.

You lost out right when you all caught a mom in me.

I know what I did.

But I'd do it again.

Because what fucking war made me turn me into?

And I see it in you. I can see it in your eyes.

You think Iraq was different than Nam?

Nam different than Korea?

No, it's the fucking same thing. It's war.

And it doesn't matter what you give them.

You'll give it because you don't know any better.

Now take it. Your honor, your youth, your life.

Me disappearing was the best thing that ever happened to you.

You wouldn't have liked me.

Good afternoon.

There has been no change in President Trumbull's condition.

He remains in a coma.

And while we pray for the best, we must now recognize that the world as we knew

it has changed.

After careful and diligent work, our intelligence communities have

unanimously concluded that Secret Service agent Mike Banning planned and

carried out the assassination attempt on the President.

With full support from top levels of the Russian government.

All options are on the table.

To that end, I have just signed an executive order calling for the use of a

bold and strong private contractor force to be employed in our strategy.

Looks like we're finally going back to work.

Bannon.

Talk to me. We hacked into Bannon's government IP server and compiled his

search history.

For his entire career, Banning's been constantly monitoring this.

It's a social security number. It's collecting VA disability benefits.

Check this.

That's Clay Banning.

That's Mike's old man. He told me all about him. He was a decorative ranger in

NAMM and a tunnel rat.

He came back, he went crazy, and left every one of them gone.

Where's Daddy now?

West Virginia.

Mike. How long am I now?

Long enough for your friend to find you.

Come on.

There. There.

Shit. Yeah.

There's at least 15 of them.

Yeah. I ain't gonna hold them off with this pistol. We gotta get out of here.

I ain't going nowhere.

My fucking mountain.

Don't walk in here if you want.

Shit.

What are you doing? Open that up.

You stay here. I'm gonna go and draw them out. No, no, I wouldn't. Why?

Old bull, young bull.

What the fuck?

Great. Good.

Fuck them.

You stay here.

Are

you

kidding me?

Fuckin' freak!

Don't blow me up, dammit! I didn't tell you to run down there.

Ah, shit. Well, I hope we got more funny games, because we're about to be

overrun. Go pull up that wire. What wire? In the fuckin' leaves warehouse.

Fuck. Go get it, man.

Really you're welcome

You

need to hear that

I told you they'd turn on you. Hey, stop.

Just stop with all your big brother shit.

Your country didn't betray you. You betrayed yourself. What the fuck do you

know about it?

I struggled all my life with this. What struggle?

You gave up.

You're right, son.

I did give up.

But sometimes it's better to know when to quit instead of lying to yourself and

hurting the ones you love.

What are you doing?

Calling a friend.

It's Frost.

No, it's not.

Put him through.

Guess I should have sent more guys, huh?

Why don't you come yourself?

Yeah, tell him to send all the fucks and he's got them shitty outfits.

Sounds like your

dad's all fired up.

What happened to you, Wade?

How'd it come to this?

Look, I wish it could have been different, Mike.

But war is about deception.

Trumbull was in the way.

You were a necessary evil, caught in the right place at the right time.

I'm thankful that you're still breathing.

Fuck you.

So what is it?

You get into another war and you get your billions in contracts?

You think it's about the money, Mike?

I wish I could trade places with you.

Fixed too.

Oh, you'll get your fix.

Don't worry about finding me.

I'll find you.

That's my mic.

That's my mic.

Has this ever been washed?

Hold this. Wait, that's all you're taking? I ain't letting no bureaucratic

pricks read about my life.

Oh, my God.

She's still got it. Yeah.

She got an engine?

She lights the tires.

The call cameras are just up ahead.

You sure about this?

Yeah.

Well, at least disguise yourself.

No. Then I look guilty. Well, you already look guilty. What the fuck's the

difference?

HRT has cleared the cabin.

They say half the mountainside's blown away.

Bodies lined up on the porch.

I wonder what Danny let us hear.

We

work

for Salient.

Salient Global.

Owned and operated by... Wade Jennings.

Yeah.

You got history?

I had to investigate some assailants' messes when I was over in Iraq.

Any positive IDs?

These guys?

Not a one. Again.

Forensics says there's not a single match in any federal database.

What is this?

Is this Moscow tying up loose ends, or is this Banning trying to throw us off

the trail?

All right.

What if Banning was being set up?

Who would have the capabilities to pull this off?

And who would benefit the most?

Contract company like Salient.

Get in on the war machine.

I want to dissect Salient. I want to know what communication is flowing in,

flowing out, who they're tapped into, who they're monitoring, everybody.

You know what?

Let's go right away, Jennings Cage.

President Trumbull?

Can you open your eyes?

Is he coming out of it?

It's too early to say for certain, but he's starting to react to stimulus,

which shows me he's trying to wake up.

You can go ahead and extubate.

According to inside sources, President Trumbull is now responding to stimulus.

Doctors aren't ready to declare him out of danger, but are hopeful that this is

a sign that he will fully recover from this coma.

More on Trumbull and what this means to tensions with Russia later. What's

wrong? I thought you'd be thrilled.

No, I am.

But Wade's not going to quit until he's dead. Well, you can call in and warn

him. Do you remember the part they think I'm working with the Russians?

Besides, I don't know who else is in on it.

to the president himself.

Yeah. Then your own guys shoot you.

Oh, probably.

Shit.

Lee and Lynn.

Who are Lee and Lynn?

My wife and daughter.

You got a wife and a daughter?

Yeah.

Look, I gotta go, okay? I got you involved enough.

Where you going?

Let me steal his car.

Okay.

Yeah.

See you around.

Bye.

President Trumbull's improving condition calls into question the retaliatory

military response set by Vice President Kirby.

Given Russia's aggression, it's no time to reposture. America needs to show

strength. Still, if and when President Trumbull is back in command, a reversal

of Kirby's policy could be at hand.

It's the secure number.

Renegade 607 confirming.

Did you see the news?

We have a contingency plan.

It better work or I cut rope.

Excuse me?

Don't worry. I know what you're capable of. It's why I chose you.

But don't you underestimate me for a second.

There's a reason I've survived Washington for this long.

It's time to take the gloves off and make this country strong again.

The question is, are you going to be standing there with me?

Speaking of, where's my contract?

I don't plan $10 million for shits and giggles.

It is right here, ready to send.

Finish the job, and your bet will parlay into billions.

Trust them to deliver. Just get the fucking job done.

What's going on with our insurance policy?

It's happening as you speak.

Oh, here, let me wipe it off. Here.

Here, you want to wipe your hands on that?

There, that's better.

What the fuck are you doing?

So sorry to alarm you, Leah.

We snuck around the back to avoid the press and police.

What the fuck are you doing in my house? Get out of my house.

Where did Jenny send us?

We heard from Mike you were getting death threats and asked us to escort you

to his compound. I don't care who sent you. Get out.

Leah. It's okay.

Please.

Please don't resist.

For little in here, it's better we go quietly.

This wasn't the way I wanted to introduce myself.

I'm Clay Benny.

Mike's dad.

How would I know it's you?

Well, the reason you don't know that truth already is because of me alone.

Tell me something personal about him.

The only thing I have for you is his birth name.

Michael Jamison Manning.

Born on base, Fort Hood, Texas.

His mother's maiden name, Mary.

And to this day I deeply regret walking away from them.

That looks kind of deep.

We should get it cleaned up.

Sir, what exactly do you remember?

Some kind of drone attack.

I was floating in the water.

A lot of my protection team killed.

Do you remember where Mike Banning was at the time, sir?

This is very difficult to say, sir.

We know how much you trusted him. We all did.

But we found out that Mike was hiding certain things from the Secret Service

and you.

What things?

Both physical and mental issues.

The FBI also has substantial evidence that he was getting support from the

Kremlin, including a $10 million payment.

What else?

Kirby's very close to going to war with Russia over the assassination attempt.

Get him on the phone.

Yes, sir.

Okay, we found a way in. No compromise.

I don't pay you guys enough money.

We have an incoming helicopter.

Get a camera on that.

This is 145 with the FBI on a matter of national security.

Permission to land.

145, you're clear to land.

Okay. Got a court order for the wiretaps.

And CID's looking into salient servers now.

Good.

Now let's see what he has to say.

Mr. Jennings, I'm Helen Thompson.

I don't think we've ever had the privilege.

I wouldn't call it a privilege.

Agent Thompson's the reason we're fighting our wars with one hand tied to

our dicks.

So I guess you know why we're here.

You said it was a matter of national security.

Yeah. When was the last time you spoke to Mike Banning?

During your job.

You know the answer to that. Oh, I do.

Let's see if we come up with the same answer I

am

what I am

There's my clutter here. The fizz will be on to us.

We're pulling the plug.

The whole thing?

Yeah, Sam, it's over.

We're moving offshore.

Roger, I'll crack the whip.

And on the way out, we're making sure this gets done.

No matter what, Trumbull's fucking dying today.

just confirmed that acting President Martin Kirby had made the unilateral

decision to retaliate against Russia for the assassination attempt on Alan

Trumbull.

I need you to get in the trunk.

All units, 1199, need assistance.

We have a gunman outside the ER.

I repeat, we have a gunman outside the ER.

Secure the ER.

And I want to know who the fuck that is.

VR is a mess.

Thought I'd use the elevators down here.

Hey, I need to see your face and ID.

Hey! Don't move.

Mike?

Engineer Billy.

What the fuck?

Sorry, Billy. You know we only put one guy outside the service elevator.

Go on, turn around.

Boys, stay calm. Stay calm. Boys, stay calm, okay?

Just stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm.

Get me Gentry! You want to speak to the vice president now.

Find him.

I don't want to fucking hurt anybody.

I just need to speak to Gentry.

Gentry!

David Gentry!

Let me David Gentry! Calm down.

Have you completely lost your mind?

You're in true condition right here, David.

You need to get me to the president.

Why the fuck would I give myself up?

This is a real fucking threat.

What's happened, David?

We just arrested Mike Banning, sir.

He's saying we have a condition red.

Bring him to me.

Sir, we really should wait to speak with the DOJ first. Damn it, Sam!

Bring him right now.

Yes sir.

Sir, I know he did this to us.

And he's gonna try and finish the job. You are not safe here, sir. No, no. This

is the safest place for you, sir. This place is on total lockdown. Then how the

fuck did I get here, gentry? You know all about protocols, and now you're in

cuffs. Sir, sir.

I served with this man. I know what he's capable of. We don't even know if this

guy exists.

Once you're dead, we will find a way in here like I did. 18 agents are dead.

You're still alive. All right!

Sir, we still don't know whose side Mike is really on. Yes, we do.

He's on my side.

He's the reason I'm still alive.

When you get to be president, you understand that being spit on, even

betrayed, comes with the job.

But it shouldn't come with his or any of his.

And we need to recheck everything.

And we need to get him out of here now. Get Marine One inbound, okay? And do not

tell anyone outside of this room.

Just do as Mike says.

Sir.

Yes, sir.

We're 20 minutes out.

Marine 1's 30 minutes over. God, it's taking too long. The primary motorcade's

ready. No, we're not going out the front. It's too exposed.

Command post.

Outer, middle, and inner perimeters all clear.

Check snipers. If they did, Mike, check them again.

Snipers, check in.

Overwatch to command post.

The stupid thing has crashed six times in the last hour. One just did two. It's

weird.

Why is that weird?

They were working perfectly fine all week.

In fact, they rarely crash like this.

Hey, see if any IP address is from a saline global in Virginia connected to

this hospital.

Do it.

I'm not seeing anything.

Check for any breaches, any hacks.

Come on in.

Searching. Come on, come on, come on.

What's that coming from?

They connect to our oxygen lines.

Okay, gather the phone, see what's wrong.

Somebody's controlling our gas systems, and it's not us.

He's going to blow this place.

I need the president ready for transport up on the roof. No, no, no, we can't

wait for Marine One. They're going to go low-vis and use the emergency vehicle.

We're doing a full EVEC now, alert hospital security.

I want Pathfinder ready now.

That's two and seven.

St.

Matthews is being evacuated.

Pathfinder's on the move.

We're moving out. They discovered us. They're evacuating some Matthews. Fuck

you, Mike. I knew it.

How long before you can detonate?

Four minutes.

You got eyes on Trumbull? Negative. We got the rest of the hospital, but secret

service is the same with the ICU camp. Second to arrive. We'll find him.

Team two and three, circle the perimeter.

Bell up nine. What's the status of the threat?

Someone's heating up the liquid nitrogen.

It's an unstable level.

And we have pure O2 leaking down here.

One spark and the explosion can set off these tanks.

And the blast will level the ICU three times over.

Can't you just kill the poem? Too late, sir. You can go at any time. The

garage's secure.

We can't stop.

Shit. The president is being evac'd now. Sir, if Trumbull is awake, we're going

to need his authorization before proceeding with any kind of strike. We

don't even know what condition he's in yet. With all due respect, sir, we

should speak to the attorney general and get clarity.

The transfer of power back to a president has never happened in our

nation's history. Which is exactly why we do as I say until we hear otherwise.

We stay with these op plans.

Am I clear?

Names of the road clear? Roger. We only have two extra vests in this truck.

Sir, I need you to put this on real quick.

Step on it, Sims. It goes away from this thing.

Clear. Backstreet.

Shit. Cover them. Jam their cops.

Take away their backup. Jamming Secret Service comes now.

Back up, Sims.

Everybody out. Pass through site.

Go. Keep empty hands. Bury them under the rubble.

So, we've got to move.

Covered up.

Stay behind the wheel. This is Leader Six.

We're taking heavy fire south of the hospital.

This is Leader Six.

Nobody in.

Don't move.

This is Team Leader Six. Stay up there. We're taking heavy fire south of the

hospital. Does anybody have it? I'm saying nothing.

We're almost to detonation.

Hospital's about to go.

Keep up the pace!

Let's get in that building over there!

Somebody help me! Listen, we're gonna make a move. The people are gonna fall,

not you. You keep moving, okay? Ready?

Alright, let's go.

Triggering the igniter now

Seal this fucking place off.

How's it like?

I live.

Look, I'm hearing nobody. The comms are dead.

Wade saw us coming in here, too. We need to find hard cover fast.

That's exactly what we're gonna do.

Right, sir. Right. We gotta go.

We're moving!

Build a barricade.

Put him in front of this corner office.

Does anyone copy? Leader six, do you have that much?

Okay.

Good?

All right.

Dead.

Okay. Got fresh mags in both.

Hand me your knife.

You sure this is gonna work?

Has to.

It's our only chance.

We just gotta hold him off long enough until the people get here.

And hopefully soon.

Sir.

I'll be back before you know it.

Good night.

Stay alive.

Heads up.

FBI, HRT, and SWAT have been dispatched. And the National Guard's been called in.

Half the country will be onto this place in a matter of seconds.

Let's get the job done.

Move! Move!

God, the fucking light!

It's us.

I'll try to make sure they don't flank you.

Defend it with everything you got.

They're in.

There. The corner office.

Barricaded shooters.

Team 3, get around the back hallway.

Flank them.

Take open shots only.

And serve ammo.

Set my extract.

I might get him somewhere else.

Who worries about deception?

He's done, let's go.

What?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Come on!

Come on.

Fuck you.

Cut.

Yeah.

FBI officials have dropped all charges against Mike Banning and its allegations

of Moscow's involvement in the assassination attempt.

While reinstated President Alan Trumbull addressed the other world leaders at the

G20 in Hamburg yesterday, easing tensions with Russia, sources say

indictments against the real perpetrators are expected.

Welcome back. I would have come to you.

Ah, no worries, Martin. You've been busy.

Have a seat.

So, how are you feeling?

Oh, today I'm feeling... presidential.

That's great.

Mm-hmm.

So, before she was gunned down, a very heroic FBI agent helped discover that

Wade Jennings...

Kept detailed files of your dealings together Did he

insurance I really thought of keeping you on just to fuck with you over the

next three and a half years That's the old way of doing things David

Since this is his last day before retirement David gets the honor of a

marching you right out the front door

You're joking right?

Eat them on the whole row. Yeah. One, two, three, four,

five, six.

What are your plans, Clay?

You know, I found a little RV.

And I thought I'd just go mobile for a while. Go up north.

and go south when it's winter.

So we're not gonna see you for a while then, huh?

No, you're gonna see a lot of me.

I'll just drive the RV over here and park it out in front. I just don't want

to impose on you guys. You don't have to stay out in the RV, Dad. We got plenty

of room in the house, huh? Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

No, we'd love to have you around.

Yeah. Okay.

Thank you, Leah, for that great breakfast.

You're very welcome.

He's glad you're here.

We all are.

Just don't break his heart again.

I need you to follow through.

Yes, ma'am.

Come in.

Hi, Mike.

How you doing?

I'm healing up pretty good, sir. Good.

Go ahead. Have a seat.

I hear there's something you want to tell me.

Yes, sir.

I know you're busy, so I'll get right to it.

Before the attack, I... I should have been more honest about some of the

things that I was dealing with.

The concussions.

Pills.

I let you down, sir.

You're damn right.

Why did you think you couldn't come to me with this?

After all we've been through.

I don't know, sir.

You know how I feel about the job.

I didn't want anyone to take that away from me.

But that is no excuse.

You know, someone said to me once, it's better sometimes knowing when to quit

instead of lying to yourself and hurting the ones you care about the most.

I'm not going to let that happen again.

I'm here to offer my resignation, sir.

It's our moments of struggle that define us.

How we handle them is what matters.

Like I said in the hospital, I'm still alive because you didn't quit.

If you choose to do so now, then that's up to you.

But I still want you for director.

If you want it.

No more secrets.

No more secrets, sir.

You know, it's a good thing you got off those pills.

And you got your physical done.

But you got a whole lot of shit going on upstairs.

You know, the stuff we've been through. It sits up there in the top of your

head.

Like it's gonna explode.

If you don't deal with it, it'll eat you up.

But seriously, Dad?

You're telling me that I have to take care of my upstairs?

Yeah. You're like one level off of the Unabomber.

I'll tell you what. You want to help me get my shit together?

Yeah.

So how about you come with me?

Get unfucked together?

Where are we going?

This place my doctor sent me to. It's supposed to rebalance your brain.

Oh, shit.

Our goal here is to increase your powers of control.

All of your negative energy melts away in the zero gravity tank while

activating your core feelings of love and centeredness, keeping your mind

dreamily alert just above the portal of sleep.

We call this threshold beta state.

Hey, well, let's give it a try.

Hey, this is all right.

What?

Wait! Hold it! Okay, okay. Get me out of here. No fucking way!

Turn the lights on!

Sorry, Dad.

You thought this was gonna be a bonding experience?

Oh.

I'm gonna pee in here.