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Spanish 80,000 residents of the city fled their homes, escaped shooting.
Government forces in the southern Philippines have launched an offensive
against rebels. This fighting escalates at this point of Asia's largest Catholic
country. A national day of mourning in the Philippines.
After 44 police commandos were killed in the line of duty when an anti-terror
operation went wrong. 200 heavily armed separatists of the National Liberation
Front attacked the city. The officers from the police special action force
were killed during an operation to capture one of the most wanted
terrorists in the city.
I love you.
I love you.
have identified chemical traces that are the hallmark of the infamous arms dealer
Amir Barkawi.
International security experts say the Barkawi family is now instigating
violence in remote capitals to foster instability and thus fuel massive arms
sales around the globe.
Raza, did Philippine intelligence track you?
Father?
You did well. Thank
you. We need to discuss Major General Rahman.
It's your sister's wedding.
I'm sorry, this can't wait.
I think your ISI officer was compromised.
Kamran, all Pakistani intelligence officers are compromised.
One of our Afghani friends discovered a German BND agent in his circle.
And?
That particular general won't be very useful to us anymore.
He's been eliminated.
Thought you might want to know.
Don't forget his family.
Vengeance must always be profound and absolute.
Pentagon just received target confirmation from MI6 ground NASA.
You're clear to execute.
Hell of a presidential race, sir.
Every day the same damn joke.
Seriously?
The hell they make you out of?
Bourbon and poor choices.
You pick a name yet?
We were thinking Benjamin if it was a boy.
Really?
Hell no!
If it's a girl, maybe.
What?
You want to run over him for me?
Believe me, sir, we've tried.
Baby?
Babe?
What? Little problem in the nursery.
All right, so six cameras, right? One, two, three, four,
five, six.
What, is that too much? Yeah, maybe.
Yeah, it's too much, and I thought that.
And baby gifts from the guys.
I'll take them down.
All we need is one baby monitor. One baby monitor, right.
And a Kevlar mattress.
And a Kevlar mattress.
Come here.
Unhand me. Never.
I guess you just got the next week off.
Well, don't toy with me, young man, because there will be consequences. No,
no, we're finishing this nursery. I can't believe it's taking me this long.
Paint samples.
What? Yeah.
Oh, I got to show you these amazing...
And I gotta shower first.
Sir, Speaker of the House is waiting.
And the Senate Majority Leader would like five of your time.
I'll take him first.
When is Trumbull getting back?
The Vice President has three more days of vacation and insinuated considerable
violence. You heard my voice before then.
I never get between that man and a fish.
Sir, I got your son on video chat.
Excellent.
He had his first date last night. Mr. President, you need to take this, sir.
Sir, Speaker of the House.
You need to take this now, sir.
This is the President.
Okay.
Thank you.
Sources confirmed that Prime Minister James Wilson has died while sleeping in
his residence at 10 Downing Street.
He is believed to have suffered a heart attack, possibly from complications
after a surgical procedure to repair his knee a day earlier.
An autopsy has been scheduled within the next 48 hours to determine the actual
cause of death. It's the White House.
It's okay.
My mom can come over.
What we are proposing is that the funeral takes place this Thursday, the
9th, 4 p.m. at St. Paul's. The confirmed attendees are all world leaders, with
the lone exception of the Russian president.
Well, no love lost there.
Our royal family will attend the private service at St. James's Palace the
morning of, with 28 other heads of state from all over the globe, as per foreign
royals, Prince Albert of Monaco, Queen Reina of Jordan, Saudi Prince Mukran.
Yes, it's a logistical nightmare.
But let's make sure this runs without a hitch.
Questions?
And what special requests have the Yank Circus demanded so far?
Dallas Cowboy, cheerleaders, part of the retinue, possibly?
That's a request I can live with.
I'm partial to the Kardashians myself, as apparently is Her Majesty.
19 special requests from 12 different countries. We've denied all of them.
Any issues of special concern with our current assessments?
We all know about the 350 or so British nationals who've traveled back and forth
to Syria in the past year, as we've seen before in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Of rising concern is the handful we believe to be former military.
Is any of this actionable?
No.
Very well.
Then we will sear for our dear friend James with dignity.
Give him the ceremony he deserves.
Sir?
Are you ready for us? Yeah, come on in.
Take a seat.
What are you guys so damn nervous about?
The Brits are world class. We all know their reputation.
But still.
These are the trips I hate.
Last minute out of the country, no time to plan.
Are you sure I can't talk you out of this?
Lana, it's a state funeral.
It's our oldest, strongest ally.
All right, spend half the night on the line with our advance team.
Metropolitan Police will secure the perimeter of the funeral at St. Paul's
Cathedral. Air Force One will land at Stansted Airport.
On the ground, it's all Mike.
Touchdown. Lana, 12-minute chopper ride to Somerset House.
From there, we take an armored vehicle escort down Fleet Street to the
cathedral.
You don't seem thrilled.
The British have their hands full.
He's a clusterfuck.
Sir. Well, 40 different countries with 40 different security teams.
Minimal flexibility on approach routes, funeral seating, egress.
Can we make it work?
Mike?
I always do, sir.
Good.
I know it's not great timing for you, but... It's what I do.
Thank you, sir.
There's my man, Mr. Vice President.
How was your vacation, sir?
Son, do you have any idea the joy a man feels pulling a 70-pound king mackerel
out of the waters around Jekyll Island?
No, sir, I don't. That makes two of us.
And I have to wait until next year to find out.
But thanks for asking.
That's in Sinai. It's beautiful.
There you go.
Gee, that's incredible.
I love these things.
Don't worry about a thing. We'll be fine.
Doris, can we have a minute?
Sure.
Oh, you meant Leah Wright. Very funny, Doris.
She tells me not to worry.
It's only three days.
Yeah. And I'm not due for two weeks.
Walking away ain't quite so easy this time.
Hey, I got this.
You go and you do what you have to do, and we will be right here when you get
back.
Okay?
You say bye-bye to Daddy.
Bell tolls.
I
love you.
You better.
Dave.
You been hiding lately, busy nesting?
Something like that.
Your idea of nesting being bulletproof in the walls of the nursery?
Not that. It's actually a great idea.
Yes.
I'll do it.
Oh, it's no small thing being a godmother.
I mean, I didn't take your asking lightly.
Oh, I know.
You think you can handle it?
Well, I'm competent, brilliant, stunningly beautiful, and really fucking
honored.
Really honored.
Thank you, Lynn.
Big day ahead rich mega day morning
Gentlemen
ladies
Today I need your undivided best the most important people in the world are
in our care so muck in Get it right always chief
Good morning, London.
Sup, boys. Landed.
Agent Banning, John Lancaster, 5.
Hey, John. A bit early, aren't you?
Nope. I'm moving up her schedule.
I see.
The fewer people know the President's exact movements, the better.
Why wasn't I told?
Nobody was.
That's how you keep it a surprise.
Well, thanks for the help.
With security at unprecedented levels in anticipation of the funeral set to begin
just an hour from now This isn't just a gathering of the world's most powerful
leaders. It is the most protected event on earth
final approach to Somerset House.
And it's okay.
Thank you.
I
understand.
I promise.
Everything is going to be fine.
Important matters of state.
That was daughter number two.
She didn't pass her driving test.
Guess whose fault it is.
I can't
believe
we're doing this.
A private tour of Westminster Abbey.
Just for you.
But only once in 30 years, right?
It's time, Mr. President.
The cars are ready.
But not too ready.
What's wrong?
Nothing. Bugs the shit out of me.
Thank you.
Sir. Thank you, my brother.
Thank you very much, sir.
Thank you.
Benjamin,
thank you for coming.
We're grateful you could make it.
I'm sorry.
You know, the funny thing is, James always hated fumes.
Don't want to catch him report on me now.
Okay. Yeah. Stay with me. We'll get you out of here
Give me five.
I don't know what happened.
Oh, Jesus.
There's been a massive attack at the cathedral.
Chelsea Bridge has collapsed. So has Westminster Abbey.
Get me a C15 counter-terror. Yes, sir.
Where's emergency response?
On their way, sir.
Wait, where the fuck are you?
Almost there.
Keep your head down. Get inside.
Get inside.
Let's go.
Let's get this copper.
Dean Court, Black Land Rover.
They overran everything. Not everything.
Hot extract, Marine One, for South Park.
Fuck. Calm them down.
All right, here we go.
What? Yo.
Let him get next to him.
Stop him there.
Hold him.
Hold him.
Pressure on the wound.
I'm a dancer.
Fuck me?
Fuck you.
We're almost there, sir.
go sir go
five
world leaders are confirmed
dead along with hundreds of innocent civilians in an attack that has
decimated most of the known landmarks in the british capital
And after our life, all the rest are dead.
And I thought it was too much to hope for.
We just changed the world.
Plan B, Sultan.
Fate is mild on us.
It's out, London.
The
generators
will kick in.
We've asked the residents of London to stay indoors for their own safekeeping
while the situation remains fluid. Let there be no doubt that every relevant
police authority and counter-terrorism unit is actively at work regaining
control of our streets.
And within hours, we will secure this city. And those responsible will be
swiftly brought to justice.
Jesus, it's not connecting.
How bad is it?
It's pretty goddamn bad, sir. All lines of communication have been compromised,
both civilian and military.
Shit. We've tasked satellites and drones to get eyes on, but so far, nothing.
Sentinel drone is on station. We have visuals incoming.
Coming up.
Nearest quick reaction force?
Sicily. Two hours out.
Spin them up. And get a line to Downing Street.
And to box emergency command.
Yes, sir.
Satellite is up.
Marine One is airborne.
Southpaw is evacuated.
Yes.
Marine One with Southpaw on board on route to Stansted. Prep Air Force One
for urgent departure.
Copy. Copy. Air Force One preps are ready to go.
It's a trap.
That's an understatement.
Holy shit.
It's one thing to plan for this, another to live it. All right, well, we're good
now.
It'll be okay.
Yeah.
We'll be on secure ground in ten minutes, okay?
There was no chatter on this.
None.
Something of this magnitude. It took years to plan, and we had days.
It's a fucking bloodbath.
once today they got it right way more than that
Rooftop, three o'clock.
You see him?
Marine two, two shooters at three o'clock.
Copy that.
Stingers.
Hey,
Stinger down.
Stinger at 3 o'clock.
5-5.
Marine 1 out of flares.
Marine 2 out of flares.
Marine 2, prepare for sacrifice.
And so lock on.
Chief President, we're going to take a hit.
Brace for impact.
Can you move?
Yeah? Okay, sir.
You with me? Yeah.
Lynn!
Lynn!
No.
My God. Oh, my God.
Lynn.
Help me stop the bleeding. Ben. Ben.
Ben. Get out of the chopper.
Ben, get out of the chopper.
This thing could blow at any second go
I
never thought you would outlive me
Do me a favor.
Stay alive.
You gotta see your kid.
Box command, this is Gulf one you copy?
Box command, this is Gulf one do you copy?
Fuck.
Fuck, looks like we're walking.
Mr. President, this better be comfortable shoes.
Sir, I think you're going to want to take a look at this.
I'll put it up.
To our friends in the West.
whose idea of war is a remote, dusty location, thousands of miles
from the comfort zone of your shopping malls.
We'll send your poor to be blown to bits in our land, or better yet, murder our
families remotely from the sky.
Your time is over.
We're bringing the war to you. Make no mistake.
This is the day when your world Changes forever.
Jesus.
This is all over social media, too. Everybody in the world has seen this.
I'm here, Bakawi.
Number six on the ten list.
This man is responsible for more deaths than the plague.
Sells arms to every failed state in the world.
There's a vast array of connections.
Terrorists, mercenaries, corporations.
Mr. Vice President, it's Bakawi.
Put him through.
I thought you might take my call.
You'll understand if I made it difficult to track.
You have me at somewhat of a loss.
I thought you would have learned a lesson by now about crawling out of your
hole. I never lifted a finger against you.
You armed those who have.
I sold triggers, Mr. Trumbull, just like you.
What do you want?
Your president.
You can end this right now.
Just hand him over.
That's not going to happen.
Then every death from this moment forward will be on your hand.
Kaui sells arms through dummy companies, some of them probably in London.
Find a connection to him.
He's probably been planning this for years.
Everybody makes a mistake.
We have to find it before he finds the president.
Let's get to it.
Mike, he's a policeman.
Yeah.
Not exactly standard police issue.
Really?
Oh, my God.
I've never seen a man suffocate before.
I didn't have a knife.
It's got more ammunition than the entire U.S. Army.
How can they pull something like this off?
There's got to be somebody on the inside.
Yeah.
Looks like it.
These ain't your typical spring pre-hillbillies. Those guys are pros.
We should go for the embassy.
Oh, they'll be expecting that.
There's an MI6 safe house near here. I have a contact there. We go there, we
raid it out, and we get an extraction.
Do you trust him? Yeah.
The fact is, every single one of these guys is a terrorist asshole until proven
otherwise. The only person you trust right now is me.
Okay?
Come on, let's go.
Gotta get underground these guys are everywhere
Let's
go
Stay here.
I'll be back.
Reza. Here.
But we can do this really fucking hard.
Reza, answer me, brother.
Reza's not feeling too well at the moment.
He's a little bit fucked up.
Yo, what's this dickhead's name?
This is Cameron.
Who is this?
Hey, Cameron.
My name's Mike Banning.
You are the one with the president.
Bingo. So why don't you boys pack up your shit and head back to fuckheadistan
or wherever it is you're from.
You should have let us kill him quickly.
Because now, we're going to kill him slowly.
And stream it live for the whole world to see.
Can you hear me, Mr. President?
Yeah, he can hear you.
Here's something I want you to hear first.
That's the son of your brother dying?
Yeah.
Not much of a talker, that one.
But I'll bet you one of your men will.
I'll see you soon, Cameron.
The Brits are compromised.
Police for sure.
Who do you trust?
We can also assume all communications are compromised.
Anything that isn't secured could get into the wrong hands, sir.
And Banning would know that, too. So how could he even reach out for help?
There. Freeze that.
Sir?
Is Banning left-handed?
No, right-handed.
Okay, well, the president doesn't move without a drone or a satellite over his
head.
Banning knows that.
That's his left hand.
Southpaw 6.
Shorthand for MI6.
Look for any MI6 location in that area.
Yes, sir.
All right, Manny.
You okay?
Hell yeah.
Made out of bourbon and bad choices, huh?
Sit down. Take deep breaths.
How many do you think died?
I don't know.
A lot.
All those innocent people.
Dead.
Because of me.
No, not because of you. Because of them.
They're trying to kill you, sir.
And they've killed all these people just to make everyone else a little more
afraid. Well, fuck that.
Fuck them.
Mike.
You don't let them take me.
I'm not going to. Let me finish.
If it comes to it. If it's going to happen.
Mike.
If it comes to it, I want you to kill me.
That's an order.
I will not be executed for propaganda as my son and the American people see me on
fucking YouTube for the rest of their lives.
Vice President Trumbull, it's an honor, sir.
Chief Inspector.
I'm afraid our news isn't promising.
Our dearly departed Prime Minister James Wilson was assassinated.
Poison in his anesthesia and his doctor's body found dumped about an hour
ago. State funeral.
Must attend event for Western leaders.
Each one a target.
Goddamn. And we walk right into it.
And all dead.
Are you a man in house?
What's happening on the ground?
The terrorists have killed 19 first responders with another 30 unaccounted
for. They're impersonating us.
Our people are walking right into ambushes. Say the word, we go in.
Make no mistake.
We risk turning London into another Fallujah.
That's the last thing we need. The president in the middle of an urban
battle. All the citizens of London.
You're just as likely to take out half the Metropolitan Police Force unless you
can tell me how you can tell the difference between the good guys and the
bad guys.
We're going to have to stand down our emergency services.
Surrender London?
He's right.
Take out all legitimate personnel, anyone that remains, it's a terrorist.
Look, the sooner we end this, the more chance there is of stopping London
becoming a complete war zone. Well, how do we get the word out to our people?
Air raid system.
We sound that, people know to stay secure in their place. Then, we let the
military sweep in.
Door to door, if necessary.
Clear these bastards out.
Is Antion?
Put that away.
Are you who I think you are?
Unfortunately.
What a pleasure. This is two handsome men visiting me on such a lovely
evening.
Long time, Jackson.
Yeah, not long enough.
Mr. President?
Sir, Jacqueline.
MI6 is fine.
Don't fuck with her. Hello.
The phones are down.
That said, it did allow us to pick up this.
I hope this finds you well.
Mike, we got your message.
And I'm sure you don't know who you can trust.
And all prior authentications may be compromised.
So, I offer you this.
Do you have any idea the joy a man experiences pulling a 70-pound King
Mackerel out of the waters around Jekyll Island?
That's him.
They should be in route to your position.
They'll take you to the U.S. Embassy where an armored convoy stands by to get
you out of SAM range and onto a military general. Thank God.
Let's get us out of here.
All right, so who's behind all this?
Amir Bakari.
Bakari provides armaments.
He's a fucking criminal.
Shielded by governments.
There was a drone strike to get him two years ago authorized by the GA, so we
took a shot.
He survived.
We didn't know his family was there.
His daughter was killed.
Well, he certainly got his revenge.
Civilians? Well, they're not being targeted specifically, but... Collateral
damage? Yeah, quite a lot, I'm afraid.
It's government-targeted, no official support from any country. It's Bakawi,
sure, but... Didn't have any problems finding recruits, did he? It's the
United Nations of every fucking body that hates us.
Who's on the inside? There's got to be somebody. Yeah, you're right.
They've infiltrated our CCTV system.
And that can't be done outside the network.
Yeah, but who?
I don't know.
Mike, if you hadn't moved our schedule up...
Here you go, sir.
Got this down you.
I don't know about you, but I'm thirsty as fuck.
Yeah.
How you doing?
I was just thinking about my son.
He sends me these jokes every day.
It's kind of our, I don't know, our thing.
A little off color.
I'll tell you something, Mike.
These little messages I get from him every day, they mean everything. We'll
see.
Most important thing, never criticize.
Always encourage.
You just want them to be passionate. That's what I always tell my son.
Find something you care about and care deeply.
That and the golden rule.
Treat others as you'd like to be treated.
That's it?
Yeah, basically.
Well, what about all the other stuff?
Oh, sleeping, eating, electrical outlets, diapers, stairs, and... That
stuff takes care of itself.
Really? No.
You'll figure it out.
I think your dates have arrived.
When did Trump believe that message?
6.13.
32 minutes.
No way they got here that fast.
Does this zoom in?
Yeah.
They're not sweating.
What? That gear weighs 40 pounds. They just stalked all the way from outside
the wire and not a drop of sweat.
It's got to be them.
And they're going around the back.
This doesn't look like a rescue formation.
Please don't tell me that's not our Delta team.
They've intercepted Truman's message.
Jax.
Where's the armory?
Go.
You're not coming. We'll have this place surrounded.
You catch us in the open, we're done.
They're not looking for you.
Go. Find them all.
Right. The wheels are in the garage downstairs.
Point this into order, you bad guy.
This is not good, Mike.
Stay in here.
Stay down.
And if anybody but me opens that door, you empty that in two.
What if you don't come back?
You're fucked.
Mike.
Don't jinx me.
That was inspiring.
Damn!
That's good.
I was wondering when you were going to come out of the closet.
That's not funny.
We're almost out of this, sir.
I have another mile to make.
Okay, let's go.
God bless my six. I'll drive, you shoot.
What the fuck are you doing here?
We have them all. I know.
Well, any ideas?
Someone I have with access to everything.
Roots, security protocols.
Emergency services.
Jacqueline.
What brings you here?
Do we have the embassy covered?
Affirmative, brother.
Double the men. I want every single man on that perimeter.
The car is bulletproof, not politician proof.
Hey, the President of the United States hasn't driven a car in six years. Who do
you want? Fuck.
Take a left.
Where are we going, Mike?
Embassy.
Embassy? You said they're expecting that. They are.
But we are shit out of options.
Take a right.
Mr. Vice President, you wanted us to find McHale's mistake?
Take a look at this.
Of the 119 known Bokawi front companies he's used in the past... 28 have been
located in the UK, 11 in London proper.
Well, that's not news.
But it's a baseline.
Now, every entity he's ever used in the past followed a very rough communication
pattern, except... No known communication in
or out ever.
Well, that's under construction.
No one lives or works there.
That's why this is particularly interesting.
I had my NSA analyst take a peek at the power usage through the roof for the
last three weeks.
Pretty odd, considering nobody lives or works there.
Central London.
Right under our bloody noses.
Tell SAS that we're going to make a house call.
There's no way
to dress this up, sir.
It isn't good.
Could be worse.
We could be walking.
Atta boy.
Don't stop for anyone.
Fucking made it
He's done! He's done! Please, come on. Back off.
Take it easy.
You've got to be Bonnie.
Will Davies, Captain 22SES.
Trumbull Center's code Jekyll Island. President Asher has just been taken.
And these assholes intend to publicly execute him. We know. At 8 p.m., it's
all over the internet.
We'll take care of it.
Move up. Hey, hey, wait.
But we can't let you come with us, mate.
How many times have you saved this man's ass?
Now I'm gonna go get him. And you can either kill me, or you can come with me.
But I ain't gonna go any other way.
After you.
CCTV's back up.
What did you do?
Disabled the authorization code that shut down the CCTV systems.
They've been watching us using our own surveillance systems.
Wait.
What authorization code?
You should be thankful.
How many men get to experience their death witnessed by billions live?
You are going to go down in history.
I'm not the only one who's going to die today, Cameron.
Mike Manning, Chief Inspector Hazard, Scotland Yard. Hold your position.
Our military will be on your location in 20 minutes.
No, sir. The president's going to be dead in 10. You don't understand.
We have NSA imagery of where you're going. It's their base of operations.
There are nearly 100 terrorists in there.
Yeah. Well, they should have brought more men.
Things are going to get sporty. Just watch your pulse.
Will do.
They're stuck in like ticks in a dog's ass. We can't storm that building with a
force this small. Yeah.
They'll kill the president the second we try. Yeah.
All right.
Call box command.
Make sure the utilities here are isolated.
Switched on.
You sure look about on the fly.
Get a generator?
Yeah. Let's poke out the rise. Yeah. Generator, 12 o'clock.
What happened?
Power supply was just cut.
Get the emergency generators up. Come on.
This is what we got.
This is a three-story building. The entrance point is here.
There are two stairwells, one here and one here. We believe the president's
being held in this room on the second floor.
Hold your position. I need you to hit this building with everything you got.
You got it. I'm busy. I'll sneak in solo.
Take that.
Do not touch that button until I tell you. Are you fucking crazy?
Yeah.
Wish me luck.
Don't kill me.
They almost here, why don't you just kill him now? No!
The whole world has to see this.
You hear that, Cameron?
That's the sound of inevitability.
I'm going to kill you alive, but that doesn't mean you can't suffer privately
first.
I held my sister as she died in my arms.
We're all monsters, Mr. President.
That won't justify your insanity to make you feel better about yourself.
Moosed. Power is back. We're waiting for the internet connection.
Come on.
Technology. Only as good as the dumb shits who are using it.
How long?
Seconds.
And we're live now.
Okay.
Say hello to the world, Mr.
President.
Any last words, Mr. President?
I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of the
President of the United States.
Son of a bitch.
The United States.
And will do the best of my ability.
Preserve, protect, and defend.
Oh, my God.
I'm not watching this.
We're not a fucking flag.
We're not just one man.
That sounds like you.
Trying to kill us for a long fucking time. But you know what?
A thousand years from now, we'll still fucking be
here.
Shit.
Did this fucker ever die?
Alright, we gotta go.
You good?
Go, go, go!
I'm out too.
Come on.
Baby.
We are trapped.
We are trapped.
Blow it.
Are you insane? I can't blow it yet. You're not out.
We're not getting get out of here unless you do.
Has anyone found any sign of him?
Nothing. Okay.
Negative.
Okay, well, stay sharp. Keep looking.
Oxen, man.
No sign of the President yet.
Fox Command, you find the president's alive.
I will
tell
you, I fucking hate you, Roosevelt.
Sir, I got some help for you. Mr. President?
Funny.
That all they got?
Kinda looks like it.
Lieutenant, this could be the missing link to Burkawi.
I'll get it to folks command right away.
Next time I tell you to blow it, just blow it.
Good job, Lieutenant.
You too, Barney.
See if Johnny Holm, if that's possible for you.
Next time you want to leave town after betraying your country, how's about you
steal a past 82 getaway vehicle?
Preferably one without a GPS, because that just takes all the fun out of it.
You forgot to delete your access logs.
Your authorization code's there.
Bright as day.
The security cameras show you're logging on.
I have to tell you, this is the most dangerous time since the Great War.
We're cutting budgets while the barbarians are at the gate.
The system's failing us, Jax. It's broken, you know it as well as I do.
Things have to change.
So you thought you'd teach us all a lesson?
That and 20 million euros.
Come with me, Jax.
John, get on the floor.
Get on the floor, John.
Get on the fucking floor!
Sir?
I thought you'd take my call.
You think it's war?
This war that you started?
You think it's over?
I'll dedicate my life to your death.
This war will not end.
Maybe you should look out your window.
Ground asset confirms target clear of civilian presence.
Two weeks after the devastating attacks on the British capital, a new government
has been installed and the city has begun to rebuild.
In the words of Prime Minister Clarkson, London may have fallen, but it has
always endured and will rise again.
So Daddy's going to be taking some more time off.
Isn't that cool?
Yeah, maybe it's the new me.
Or maybe the President insisted.
He says he reckons I've earned a few days off. Thanks to you, little one.
Our hearts go out to the people of London and to our friends around the
world.
Far too many people died for no good reason.
There are those who will say that this would never have happened if we would
just mind our own business.
Nothing could be farther from the truth.
Frankly, we live in a dangerous world and we have few good options.
But the worst option is to do nothing.
And finally, we owe it to our children and to their children to engage in the
world.
God bless you all.
And God bless the United States of America.
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