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Who are you working for?

- I work for you.
- Let's put a tail on her.

You gotta change your appearance.

Bright colours.

Quinn, do you have eyes on her?

Fuck! We've lost the woman.

- He's awake?
- Mm-mmm, but his laptop is.

Come on.

- You did great.
- They were trying to kill us.

I'm exchanging the diamonds
for cash here tomorrow night.

A woman was just murdered.

Her name's Flea.

You were looking in the
wrong fucking direction.

Janina, you're suspended from duty.

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They're clean-shaven.

Quinn, you need to move.
They're heading out.

What do you mean? Right now?

Right now! They're shaven!

They're prepared! They've
purified themselves!

Shit.

Let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's move!

- Clear!
- Clear!

Clear!

All clear.

Fuck!

♪ This is war ♪

♪ This is war ♪

♪ This is war ♪

Should be just up ahead
on the left-hand side.

Here.

- I think we're a little under-dressed.
- Hm.

So, who's in charge now?

I'll bet it's your best boy, Quinn, huh?

Here we go.

Hello. May I help you with something?

What event is this?

This is a private event.

- Move your car now.
- OK.

Thank you.

You recognise that driver?

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Did you always know I was PBI?

Milla, tell me something.

The night we met...

how come you were in that bar?

I spent the whole day
looking at your file...

and then I saw you out
in the streets, and...

I don't know. It-it felt like...

What are we gonna do?

Well, whatever's happening
is happening today.

So, we're gonna retrieve the
diamonds and stop the exchange.

And the CIA

know where that's gonna
happen? You told them?

They got our backs.

Damn, you can still sleep anywhere.

Apparently, it's when
I'm at my most pleasant.

- What'd you come up with?
- OK.

Let's assume that

- after they killed Flea...
- Mm-hmm.

...the motorcyclist was supposed
to deliver the diamonds

- to the Qatari consulate.
- Yeah.

Now, you stopped him from doing that,

but the exchange would
still have taken place.

Yeah.

We need to find out who
was at the consulate.

Think you can talk to
your driver friend?

Burger's no friend.

We haven't seen each
other since I left the unit.

Maybe it's time the
two of you caught up.

Right now, you and I both
know the only way to secure

the stadium is to cancel the game.

Bruno, we can't afford
another humiliation like that.

With your help, we can shut this down,

long before tonight's kickoff.

Intelligence suggests there
are just three bombers.

Three men.

You're the fuckin' CIA, Bruno.

You want Daoud more than we do.

This is your way to him.

They should shut down the docks as well.

You're assuming the weapon isn't
already on South African soil.

How come Allajna moved out
the night before the kickoff?

Excuse me.

Don't you people have work to do?

- Raj? Tell me.
- Mm.

Do you have any idea
where the Allajna went to?

- None so far.
- You're right.

Why did they leave what they thought

was the safe house so far
in advance of the attack?

And just before we moved in.

- You really think we have a mole?
- Yeah, well,

if we do, it's not the
CIA they're talking to.

Look at this. This...

This is from yesterday.

See those hand movements?

It's a prayer for the dead.

But Osman is still alive.

Maybe, but she has no
intention of seeing him again.

OK, also look. There's this.

I mean, it's small, it's a...
it's a moment, but...

See that?

You think she knows the camera is there?

She's looking straight at us.

OK, I'll get Jessica to pull together

whatever we have on Teliha.

Everyone, listen up!

This evening's match will go ahead.

Chief Burzynski has kindly agreed to put

the CIA station's
resources at our disposal.

I trust you can handle this.

- Quinn, they knew we were coming.
- What?

Allajna. They knew we
were watching them,

they knew we were gonna make a move.

Goodness, Raj, you sound

just like Janina. Listen to me.

Our only job is to get to the terrorists

before they get anywhere
near the stadium.

That is all we gotta do, OK?

- We got a new car.
- OK.

The phone you took
from the dockside diner.

- You still have it?
- Uh, um...

Milla, we can't allow
ourselves to be tracked, OK?

Give it to me. Give it to me.

But what if we get into trouble?

Standard procedure.
Gotta trust me on this.

John.

Lemmer?

I see you gave up the
gym subscription, eh?

I see you're still on a hunger strike.

So, what do you want here?

You were driving last night.

Some official function
of the Qatari consulate.

Were you there?

No, but you were.

I was driving David, and right now,

- I miss my bed, and I'm tired.
- I get it, I get it.

I just wanted to know
who else was there.

I don't know. The usual.

Ministers, businessmen.

Mostly Arabs and some few Japanese.

Did you see this guy?

Most of the time,

I was outside. You know how it is.

Did you see anything strange?

Fuck, uh, drivers you didn't recognise?

It's important, John.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare pull the
"for old times' sake"

bullshit with me. Look, man,

- I-I don't need this. I really...
- Anything unusual?

Like I said, Lemmer,

the usual.

Good old boys from the bad old days.

- That's it.
- Who?

- Mostert.
- What?

Dr Henrik Mostert.

- Mostert was there?
- Yeah.

- Is he sure?
- He's fucking sure.

Burger and I spent weeks on duty at

the Truth and Reconciliation Commission,

watching that doos say
fuck all and get his amnesty.

If Burger says he was
there, he was there.

- He was on the radar last year?
- You know he was.

He's been teaching at the university

for the past 15 years. More.

All sins forgiven.

I mean, he even taught Nkosi's son.

Wonder if the students
know that their lecturer

used to weaponise cholera
for the Apartheid regime?

Although locating our
man, Suleiman Daoud,

is a primary objective for this office,

right now, our focus

is on what we believe,

from the surveillance footage
and the evidence gathered

from the inside of the house,

to be a three-man team

targeting Cape Town Stadium.

Target A,

Abdullah Garba.

Target B,

Hassan Hamedi.

And target C,

Barkatullah Rayan.

Now, this team has
prepared themselves ritually.

So, we need to go into
this with the mind that

we are dealing with a suicide team.

Now, the police have

established a perimeter
around the stadium,

and are providing aerial cover.

We will screen everyone. I'm talking

from roadblocks, to the station,

and again at Cape Town Stadium gates,

we screen everyone.

Right, um, is there anything
you'd like to add, Bruno?

Only that our support teams will be

relocating all
organisational staff here,

to the PBI offices.

Um...

Right. Thank you.

All right, everybody.

Let's get to work.

Thank you.

What is this place?

Milla, do you know how to use a gun?

Uh...

I used to shoot targets
on my... father's farm.

Very simple.

Up, safety on.

Down, safety off.

Release button for the magazine. Empty.

Rack the slide.

Lean into it and...

squeeze the trigger.

Single shot each time.

Milla, I'm hoping you
won't have to use this,

but we have to be prepared.

What about your team?

The team will be there,

but I need to know you're safe.

And afterwards?

What happens to us?

I'm gonna have to leave the country.

What do you say you come with me?

What?

Milla, I want you to come with me.

Yes.

- Yes?
- Yeah. OK.

There's something I have to do first.

OK?

Mostert's boosting
his pension, selling...

God knows what horror
for blood diamonds.

We'll pick him up.

We have to go after Daoud first.

Whatever Mostert was
selling is in his hands.

Fucking one year on, and
we're still chasing this mess.

WMD's on the open market,
a major attack on the cards.

Yeah. It's exactly
the same as last year.

Excuse me. Sorry.

As you requested, sir.

Wait, shouldn't you be
heading to the stadium?

Gotta get this feed up first.

Anyway, that's the
updated file on Teliha.

Huh.

Do you ever feel like
you're becoming invisible?

Excellent work. As always.

What now?

We wait.

Come.

Brother, please.

Take the girl upstairs.

Come.

It has been a long time.

It's good to be back in the fight.

You never left it.

- Raj?
- Hmm?

Teliha and her daughter
were seen on Almonda Street

20 minutes ago.

Guys, the satellite call
you asked us to trace?

Langley says it was made from
a vessel called the "Calgary Star".

They only found that out now?

At least we could trace it.

It's a passenger liner: Perth, Mumbai,

Cape Town, New York.
Docked here two days ago.

It's been here for two days?

You heard? Jessica, please pull

the passengers and crew list

of the "Calgary Star". Find someone,

anyone who has a link to the cell.

On it.

I skimmed the research
on the wife. She's smart.

She's got a first class honours
in biological sciences,

PhD in London.

Did you pick up the date
she left London in 2008?

Uh-huh.

Do you think you could convince Quinn

to pull a team to tail her?

Oh, come on. I doubt it.

O... kay.

I'm outta here. You're in the hot seat.

Wait here.

Barend!

Ma...

Barend!

Tomorrow at 10:00, yes.

I'll bring what I owe you,

plus interest.

You OK?

Yeah.

Let's go.

It's all there. Passport,
visa, and tickets.

Are you OK?

Was I not worthy to join them?

You have a very important
role to play, Ibrahim.

We know the docks are watched.

Without you, we cannot do this.

You are more than worthy.

Shaheed saw that,

and so do I.

Will Ablah come over tonight?

Not tonight, my angel.

In this jihad,

we all have duties,

and some of us carry the
great burdens of support

for our mujahidin and mujahidat.

And in return for that sacrifice,

I believe we all will one
day share in the rewards

that await our martyrs.

You are not afraid?

No, I am not, brother.

I am certain.

It is time.

Come.

You had a call. Some kid.

He said you must call
him back immediately.

There's no reply from Quinn or David.

We have to let them know
that Mostert's involved

and the kind of attack they're facing.

What, do you think they'll even listen?

There's only one way
to find out. You drive.

I can see why they chose this place.

Anything landing here
is pretty much invisible,

and you can spot anyone
approaching from the road

200 metres before they see you.

The problem...

for them and us...

is that there are only two exits.

So, how do we get out?

I'm gonna be on the breakwater.

From there, I can control the
whole area, land and sea.

You think they're coming in by sea?

Well, my gut says that
whatever they're buying

is coming from there, and the diamonds

are coming in from the city.

What if they already made the exchange?

Or they're launching
the attack from here?

No.

The message said, "Exchange.
Granger Bay. 7:00 PM".

This is where it's happening.

And where will I be in all of this?

You're gonna be right here.

OK, now you wait for me to
open fire from the breakwater.

Then all you have to do
is let off a few bursts

low into the ground,

in the direction of the gate. All right?

They'll think they're surrounded.

Uh...

you must follow me.

Docks are being watched.
It's not safe here.

Jess, slow down. Who is...

Barend Strachan?

OK. OK, I've got it.

Tell Quinn to meet me at the
East Forecourt Service Gate.

Then get Raj to tell him.

- We're about 20...
- Thirty.

Maybe 30 minutes away.

What is it?

The exchange is taking
place at Granger Bay.

- You're sure?
- Jess got a tip-off.

What time?

7:00 o'clock. Start of the match.

That's good.

Now...

don't let your mind play tricks on you.

OK? You're gonna feel anxious.

You're gonna see danger in every corner.

You're gonna think about everything
that could go wrong. Don't.

Just stick to the plan.

All right, now, no matter what happens,

don't do a thing until you hear me fire.

If it all goes to shit, you leave
the gun, you walk away.

Lucas, stop.

There's no backup coming, is there?

Milla, we don't have time.

I know you're not CIA.

A CIA agent doesn't buy
guns from a market stall.

There's still time to take
what we know to others.

Milla, I've spent the last 15 years

in places of unimaginable chaos.

I haven't survived by putting
my trust in anyone else.

But, I trust you.

And as soon as this is done,
it's just you and me, I promise.

They will kill you.

If I don't get those diamonds,
I'm a dead man anyway.

If you wanna go, then go.

It won't change how I feel about you.

I'm going nowhere.

Come on, Jess, pick up.

Can't wait. We have to go now.

Boss!

Where's Quinn?

- He's not coming.
- What?

- Raj.
- Lemmer?

We need Quinn to know. We think Daoud

delivered the diamonds to Henrik Mostert

at the Qatari consulate last night.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You...

You think Mostert's involved?

- The weapon's biological.
- Whatever it is,

it was made right here in South Africa.

It's Teliha.

She, uh, she was...

is a doctor. Her research
is in biosciences.

Do you have evidence?

It was Jess. Jess, uh, she...

she found a connection
between her and Daoud,

back in their student days
when she was in London.

It's easy to make a connection
between her and Mostert.

We have to go.

Tell Quinn, once he's dealt
with whatever this is,

- to head to Granger Bay.
- What...

Got you.

Copy that. The security
has Target A in sight.

He's coming up stairwell C.

The weapon! It might be biological!

Then send me all units immediately!

Target B exiting the
stadium bus terminal.

I need you to divert.
Blue unit for 4 intercept.

Now! Go!

- Who are you?
- I'm not alone.

I didn't ask you that. I
asked you who you are.

We know everything.

About Nkunzi, the plot,

plan to exchange the diamonds here.

Do you think we should call it off?

Mr Becker needs to start talking.

Move! Move!

Listen to me.

If you have backup, they
need to come save you now.

Tell me who you are and
where your backup is hiding,

and maybe I won't have to put
a bullet through your head.

He is in the underpass.

Blue unit, go!

Everybody move!

Out the way! Move! Stop right there!

Show me your hands!

Show me your hands!

Your hands now!

Target B is in range.
They have a clear shot.

You! Put your hands up!

Both hands!

Show me your palm!

- I see wires.
- Take the shot.

Target B is down.

Blue unit, clear the area.
Wait for the bomb squad.

We might not need them.

Last chance.

My name is Lucas Becker...

and I'm alone.

Raj, what the fuck is going on?!

Quinn, Quinn, you need to listen
to me. Hey! It's a diversion.

They found another empty
rucksack at the waterfront.

- What?
- They've got us focused on the stadium,

and it's just all looking
in the wrong direction.

- Janina and Lemmer are downstairs...
- Lemmer?

Yeah. Janina is with Lemmer,

and they told me to tell you
that whatever's going down

is actually going down at Granger Bay.

They're not bringing
something into the country.

They're gonna use the cruise ship

to take something out of the country.

And I think it's biological...

because, somehow,

Dr Henrik Mostert's involved.

Easy, Mrs Strachan.

Good.

Jess passed on the message
you gave your son.

The wife.

Osman's wife is in there.

The weapon's biological.

What do you mean?

The child's the weapon.

Teliha needs a carrier!

Let the boy go!

- Or what, huh?
- Put the gun down, let him go.

Want him? All right.

Janina!

Let the child go!

Mrs Osman!

It's over. Put the child down.

She's my child!

Get away from me!

Please...

Put your child down.

It's Nazli, right?

Just put Nazli down,

drop the weapon, and step away.

Tell them to stay back!

This whole area could be contaminated!

I am sorry to keep you waiting.

Uh, find a way of excusing me

from the meeting,

but just do be careful what
you say about me because...

Keep your eye on Roberts.

Comrade Nina, how are
you? How's the child?

Virus didn't have time to
incubate. She's strong.

Glad to hear it.

I'm sorry I don't have more time.

The press are waiting.

The estimate is two to 300,000.

- Sorry?
- Casualties.

In New York.

If the child had

managed to infect her fellow
passengers on the liner.

I see.

I'm sorry I don't have more time.

We arrested Henrik Mostert

at 4:00 AM this morning.

For selling biological weapons

to a terrorist organisation.

Mostert?

Your friend,

Dr Henrik Mostert.

What did he offer you
to find him a buyer?

Nina...

This is just a bullshit fantasy.

You brokered the exchange
at the Qatari consulate.

That's why you were there.

And it was you who told
Allajna we were watching them.

You fucked me over the last
time you tried this a year ago.

I know Pelindaba was you, David.

It's been you...

all along.

Fuck you.

Was it just for the money?

Uh... thank you!

- Thank you!
- Sir, ma'am! Out the way!

Out the way! Ma'am, sir!
Please, get out the way!

Dr David Masutha!

Dr David Masutha,

you, sir, need to come
with us. Let's take him.

Out the way! Everybody, step back!

Please, step back!

Ma'am, no questions!

Sir, I need you to back up!

Fuck.

Can you confirm the ID?

Janina...

it's not her.

The body. It's not Flea.

She sent the cousin in her place.

Have a good trip, ma'am.

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♪ This is war ♪

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ This is war ♪

♪ This is war ♪

What I love about the series

is the story lines that are so different

all merging to one point.

The end of "Trackers"
brings it all together.

All of our main characters,
they are all involved.

We have this massive scene

with all the crowd going in the stadium.

And, PBI agents looking for the suspect.

And suddenly, the action happens
right next to the stadium.

And we're going to see
that in the background,

that... that the big
set up of the stadium

and then be really
close to our characters

in the harbour area.

They will kill you.

If I don't get those diamonds
I'm a dead man anyway.

Whatever plans Lucas may
have, they have to involve

getting the money, which Lucas lost

when he arrived in South Africa.

So they hatch a plan
and Milla comes along.

If you wanna go, then go.

It won't change how I feel about you.

I'm going nowhere.

I think she goes with Lucas,
because she feels that

she's made the choice to have his back

and he has her back,
and despite anything

she's gonna stick with that.

Very rapidly, his plan goes south.

Within a matter of
seconds, he finds himself,

now disarmed, and being
dragged at gunpoint.

We're going to see most of that sequence

from Milla's vantage point.

She's first sort of observing
from the sidelines

but as it unravels,
she has to take part.

I guess in his head, he's thinking,

"Whenever you're ready
Milla. Any time now,

just pull the trigger, now.

And... And start shooting, now".

And, uh, she doesn't.

When she sees Lucas at
gunpoint, she freezes,

and even though she would
like to do something about it,

or shoot, she can't, because
she's completely frozen.

The exchange is taking
place at Granger Bay.

- You sure?
- Jess got a tip-off.

What's nice is when Janina
and Lemmer come together.

He's finally got somebody
to work with again.

Because he's basically been a lone wolf

for this whole series.

They have the same goal. And
you have these two people

that are working towards this point,

which brings us to the climax.

Janina gets kicked out by
PBI, but she doesn't give up,

she joins forces with Lemmer
and they find themselves

in the climax of the story.

Easy, Mr Strachan.

When she sees Janina's there,
there's an immediate strength

that comes from inside, knowing that

she's being backed up.

The child's the weapon.

Teliha needs a carrier.

It's all in the end, when all of

these separate lines,
they come together.

Janina!

As a director you just
try to serve the story

as best as you can.

We want to give information
to the audience,

but you know, keep
them guessing as well.

What is going to happen next and how do

these characters
interconnect in the end?

Mrs Osman!

It's over.