All language subtitles for The.Contractor. 2022 English

friends or... or family members
who are struggling.

That means a lot of people,
even in our church,

feel really alone.

So let’s show them our love

and send these boys off
in the embrace of God’s love.

Joe Lee, Michael Randolph
and Benjamin Ellis.

-[pastor] Come on.
-[churchgoers cheering]

Yeah. That’s right.

Gentlemen, please
join me up here on stage.

[thunder rumbling]

[scrubbing]

[blows]

[James panting]

[pastor] We pray, dear Lord,

for those that wield
the swords so that...

that righteousness
may triumph

and wrongdoings
may be vanquished.

For these men
are our protectors.

Lord, please
comfort their families

while these men
are deployed.

Bestow special grace
upon all these children.

[fading] May God bless you
and protect you.

And may God bless America.
Amen.

[churchgoers] Amen.

[panting, sighs]

[sighs]

[groans]

[person singing in Farsi
on earphones]

[singing continues]

[James sighs]

[dogs barking]

[sighs]

[James] Sorry.
I didn’t want to wake you up.

That’s all right.
I was already awake.

[Brianne] How’s training going?

[kisses] Do we have time
for night sex or no?

[whispering]
I think he’s awake.

Doesn’t he have school today?

No, it’s Saturday.

[chuckles] Aren’t they
in school on Saturdays?

Not since 1953.

I liked 1953 a lot.
It’s a great year.
[laughs]

[Brianne]
Want to say hi to Dad?

Hi.

Hey, Dad.
What you got there?

Oh, look at that.

[Jack]
That’s you in the airplane.
Mm-hmm.

[Jack]
And those are the clouds.

He’s been working on that
all week for you.

That’s incredible.

Give us a hand. Okay.
Come on. [grunts]

Jack? Jack?
I’m right behind you,
Dad.

Jack? Jack?
Dad, I’m right here.

Come on. You got this.

I believe in you.

I’m gonna be right here,
okay?

If you need anything,
I’m gonna be right here.

[grunts]

[pants]

All right. You ready?

No.
Yeah, you are.

No. Please don’t leave me.

[James] I’m not leaving you.
I’m right here.

Jack, look at me.

Three... two... one.

Now, let go, son.
Swim to me.

No.
You’ve got this.

That’s it. Let go.
Eyes on me.

Use your feet.

That’s it!
You’re swimming, Jack.

You’re swimming. Come on!

You’re doing it, Jack.
You’re swimming. Come on!

You did good, son.

Mom! I did it!

[Brianne] Yeah, you did.
I did it!

Dad, I think I can swim now.
Look.

Again!

Look at that.

[Jack]
An inch in seven months.

[James]
An inch in seven months.
How about that?

Is that enough?
That’s a lot. That’s perfect.

[Jack sighs]

[James sighs]

[phone chimes]

Hi, this is Sheila
from Bills Recovery.

I just wanna check in with y’all
on your past due paym...

[automated voice]
Message deleted.

[soldier]
Hey, James. Listen, man,
I’m sorry to ruin your weekend,

but the CO is testing
the whole team.

Uh, you better get down here.

[soldiers chattering]

[PA announcer]
Army Sergeant First Class
James Harper.

[sighs]

At ease, Sergeant.

This is our new CO,
Lieutenant Colonel Roberts.

Knee was shredded. Again.

Great job with the rehab.
Thank you, sir.

Your lung precludes
high altitude
or underwater operations.

I’ve done four combat
rotations in five years
with that lung, sir.

You can relax,
Sergeant Harper.

Blood work came back
filthy with Stanozolol,

Nandrolone,
phenylpropionate and HGH.

[Roberts]
You’re an SOF medical sergeant.

Should have known better.

I wanted
to stay on the team, sir.
I wanted to stay on the team.

[Roberts] I have no idea
what your previous COs
encouraged,

but I won’t accept that
in my unit.

Big Army recommended
a revocation
of your Special Forces tab.

And although
I disagree with your choices,
I’m not going to do that.

You’re leaving the army
with an honorable discharge,

but you’re losing your benefits,
which include your pension
and health care.

Dismissed.

James.

- You don’t have to
say anything.
- Look. They’re cleaning house.

- You made it easy for them.
- I’ll own up. I understand.

With your rep,

every private’s gonna be
hitting on you the second
you walk off post.

[horn playing]

[James] I took shit for my knee.
They found it in my blood.
That’s what it was.

So that’s it?
And there’s nothing
you can do?

Mm-mmm.

So, they just
basically made up
a new bullshit rule...

- They didn’t make up a...
- Test...

No, they didn’t make up
any bullshit.

You said they haven’t
tested anybody in years.

They haven’t tested
anyone in years.
But it’s legal.

It’s the new CO that
has a fucking hard-on
for just...

I don’t know,
he just wants to clear house.

That’s what the captain told me.
They wanna clear house.

What’s this?

It’s, um, debt collectors.

But I already
talked to them.

And, uh, they said
they could help us
with a plan.

What’s the interest rate
on it?

It’s 18%.

Yeah. There is...
There’s real work out there
with real money.

Private contracting?
Yeah.

Mm-mmm.
Why not?

No. You said you weren’t
gonna do that...

I know what I said.
I know what I said.

No.

Mm-mmm. [sighs]

[sighs]

I love you.

[Bruce]
This is Bruce Michaels

with Executive Protection.

Congrats on your years
of decorated service.

We’d love to discuss
opportunities.

[David]
Mr. Harper, my name is David.

I’m calling from
the Department of Water
and Power.

[automated voice]
Message deleted.

[phone chimes]

What are you doing?

Just putting up
some shingles before...

[pants]
before we get weather.

Where’s our son?

Oh, he’s asleep.
He’s down for the count.

Took him a bit, but...

How was, uh...
How was school?

- Can you come down?
- Yeah, I’ll come down
in a second.

I just have
a couple more to do.

Honey, I got something
to tell you.

- I’ll be down in a minute.
- No. Like, now.

I’ll be down in a minute,
Brianne.

Mason’s gone.

What?

Mason. He’s gone.

I... I just talked to Suzanne.

[sighs] How?

How do you think?

- When’s the funeral?
- It’s tomorrow.

Maybe we should call your mom
and see if she can take Jack.

I’m not gonna go.

Of course
we’re gonna go, Brianne.

No, I’m not gonna go.
’Cause I can’t go
to another one.

What are you doing?

-What?
-What are you doing on the roof
in the middle of the night?

I’m fixing the roof.

I’m okay.

I’m just...

That’s exactly
what Mason said to Suzanne.

I’m really fucking scared.

I’m not my father.

[announcer on TV, faint]

He would’ve hated this.

The ceremony or dying?

Just being fat and ugly.

How do you figure
they shoved his giant butt
into that grave?

He’s wearing a thong.

[both laugh]

[James clears throat]

[sniffs]

How’d he do it?

What do you mean?

He died in his sleep.

The family get full payout?

Full payout.

That’s good.

- Why don’t you come over
for dinner?
- No.

You haven’t seen
the new house.

You’re coming to dinner.
You’re as moody as he was fat.

-Fuck you.
-[Mike] Fuck you.

[chattering]

Yeah.

Good to see you.
Glad you’re here.

Appreciate it.
You have a beautiful home.

Hey, bud.
How’s it going?

You wanna play a video game?

When do I...
When do I not wanna play
a video game? Look at this.

- Hey.
- The White Sox.

- Yeah.
- Nice.

- I love the White Sox.
- [chuckles] Yeah. Apparently.

- What? I like the White Sox.
- Hey, Kelly.

Hi, Uncle James.

[Mike Jr.] You got that?

You gonna give me a tour,
or should I just get a map?

[laughs]
I guess so.

Watch this. [pants]

Yeah? Well, watch this.

- [James] Really good arm.
- Roger Clemens over here.

[laughs]

[Mike]
Thank you for this meal

and thank you for bringing
Uncle James back safely.

Amen.

Amen.
[Christine] Amen.

[Mike Jr.]
Who was a better soldier,
you or my dad?

Well, uh, your dad
was my chief, so...

[Mike] Careful.
[chuckles]

[Christine chuckles]

I was his superior.

[Mike Jr.] Oh.
But we were, uh...

How would you say?
We looked after each other.

[Mike Jr.]
Oh, kinda like brothers.

[Mike] Yeah,
kinda like brothers. Uh...

Is it true you actually
saved my dad’s life?

No. Yes.

[all laugh]

Once. He pulled me
out of a bar once.

[James] Yeah, he was a wreck.

Your father
was an absolute wreck.

I hate to break it to you
this early. [laughing]

-[Mike laughs] I... No.
-[Mike Jr.] Bummer.

[all chuckling]

Well, uh, Mikey loves baseball.
He’ll never play.

He’s fighting it. He’s...

No quit in his DNA.

There’s no beating it.

Well, best case,
he’ll need special care
for the rest of his life.

How are you doing?

Good. Yeah, good.

Yeah.
You?

Yeah, good. I mean, sure.

You don’t fall off the grid
for two months if you’re good.
What’s up?

[sighs]

What do you look forward to?

Watching my kids grow up.

Seeing ’em smile.

Making sure they’re set.
Giving them the things
I didn’t have.

I gotta get my shit straight.

There’s help.

[sighs] No.
Kill any operational future?
No, not a chance.

[sighs]
Privates contacted me.

Good.
Yeah.

Yeah. No, fuck yeah.
You deserve a paycheck.

Bank is on my ass,
and I just...
Hell yeah. Take it.

I pulled a couple
of cowboy tours.

You know,
banked some decent cash,
put a down payment on the house.

Cash is real.
You know, five, six a day.

Bonuses, you know,
it adds up.

It’s okay to cash in.

You know,
it’s pure fuckin’ Darwin
out here.

And we are trained
to be ruthlessly adaptable.
Use it.

We’re all just mercenaries
in the end.

[sighs] So what
do you got going now?
Is it JSOC? Agency?

Uh, in between.

It doesn’t pay
as good as private,
but it’s legit NatSec work.

He’s one of us.
Good people. Rock-solid.

How much?

Oh, 350.

Can you get me in?

Fucking hero?
President shook your hand.

Fuck off.
He shakes a lot of hands.

They pulled my clearances
because of blood work.

At this level, as long
as you’re good to go,

Rusty doesn’t care
what you put in your body.

I’m in.

- Is that what you want?
- That’s what I want.

I’m broke, Mike.
I need this.

I’ll send your name up.

Yeah.

All right.
I’ll set up a meet.

Yeah. Thanks.

Of course.

[song continues]

[dog barking]

[song stops]

- What’s up, fellas?
- Hey, man.

This is James,
old running mate of mine.
Where is he?

You know where he’s at.
Why don’t you give us a hand
every once in a while?

[Mike] Yo, Chief.
Got anything tasty for me?

Like fucking candy.

Hmm, Cherokee Purple.

It’s an honor to meet you.

Thank you, sir.

You can cut the "sir" crap.
My name is Rusty,
Rusty Jennings.

Thanks, Mike.

Hey, you mind grabbing my boots?

Hey, Dave.

You want a beer?

I’m good, thank you.

Thank you.

Mike’s the best
I ever worked with.

He says you’re the best
he’s ever worked with.

Yeah. Well,
he, uh... He taught me
everything I know.

[inhales] Our reputation
is the only commodity
we got left in this game.

You reading my story?

Yours, mine, Mike’s, Mason’s.

It’s all the same fucking story.
Shit, even your father’s.

My father has nothing
to do with this.

Due respect.

And due respect...
sure he does.

[sighs] We gave them our minds,
our bodies and our spirit.

And they chewed us up
and spit us out.

Left us with fear,
rage, uncertainty,

disillusionment,
a sense of abandonment,
betrayal.

And finally,
self-loathing and guilt.

As if somehow,
everything that happened to us
was our own goddamn fault.

I know exactly
where you are right now, son.

I was you.

Hell, we all were.

That’s why we started
our own tribe.

I know you got options
in front of you.

And if you’re looking
for a big payday,

the top tiers
can give it to you.

Triple Canopy, Aegis
and that soulless fuck-pig,
Erik Prince.

But I need you to hear me

’cause I mean this.

The stink from those gigs,
it will rub off on you.

So what is it that you do?

You offer up
something different or what?

Damn straight.

I can give you a real home,
honorable work.

No corporate interest,
no babysitting billionaires,
no bullshit.

We operate with direct
presidential authority
under Title 50.

Deal strictly with matters
of national security.

A deep black OGA offshoot.

Title 50. I know those guys.

We worked together
downrange.

[chuckles]

We import and export coffee.

Man, what you did in uniform,
sledgehammer shit.

Our thing, scalpel work.

High-speed, low drag,
fangs only come out
when they have to.

[sighs]

There’s a situation
in Berlin that threatens
our national security.

The team led by Mike
will be fully black

since our presence
is not approved.

How long?

Two weeks. Three, tops.

So what do you say?
You down for the cause?

Yeah. For sure.

Excellent.
Mike and Dalton will walk you
through the paperwork.

In the meantime,
Brianne and Jack obviously...

Uh, what do they have to do
with this?

Well, when you get back,

be nice if we all got together
and broke some bread.

But for now, Dalton’s gonna
cut you a check for 50K.

So you’re not sweating them
while you’re working with us.

Thank you.

[grunts]

- Hey.
- Hi.

Mmm.

Why was your phone off?
[sighs]

I got a job.

You got a job?

What kind of job
did you get?
[inhales]

That kind of job.

It’s babysitting corporates.

It’s not dangerous.

Don’t tell me that.

Now I know you’re lying.
[scoffs]

No, I’m not.
Look at me. I’m not.

[sighs]
Baby, I need to take care
of my family.

[whispering]
You’re gonna miss
Jack’s birthday.

[Tired Eyed Man]
Flight departs in eight hours.

[flight attendant
speaking foreign language]

[knocks]

It take you longer
than 15 minutes to get here?

[Katia]
Only took me eight.

Salim Mohsin, 42.
Professor Emeritus of virology.

Humboldt-Universität, Berlin.

He lectures there
a few times a month,

but his primary focus
is research work

which is conducted
at a private laboratory
40 kilometers east of town.

Threat level?

[Katia] It’s bioterrorism.
Category A.

Car is in the parking lot.
Fiat Tipo.

[thunder rumbling]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicks]

[vehicle approaches]

[indistinct]

[vehicle departs]

[beeping]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicks]

[speaks French]

[Salim speaks French]

[continues speaking French]

[Sylvie] Salim?

[phone vibrates]

[train announcer speaks German]

[beeping]

[gasps]

[Mike] Wakey-wakey,
eggs and bakey.

Time to wake up.
[laughs]

[Mike]
Baseball cards stay here.

Salim Mohamed Mohsin.
Age 42.

Syrian descent.
6’1", 190 pounds.

Dyes his beard.
Heart-shaped birthmark
behind his left ear.

Round-shaped birthmark
on his right wrist.

Harvard Med.
Graduates and receives
a federal research grant

to study pathogenic
influenza viruses in humans.

H1N1 and avian flu mutations.

His grant was not extended.

His family relocated here
to Berlin where he continued
his research.

Financed by Farouk Ojjeh,

the founder of Al Dawaa,
a charity with known links
to al-Qaeda and Syria.

This is a layout

annotated by our inside asset.

The lab only has
moderate security presence

since the guard shack
is connected to Berlin police.

-What kind of doors are they?
-No idea.

- [James] How are we breaching?
- Biometrics. Guard’s thumb.

What happens
when we hit jackpot?

We conduct
a tactical interrogation,

then contact higher
and wait for further
instruction.

Exfil
back through the woods.

Link up with you here.

And then it’s straight
to the airport.

Plane will be ready
at Airfield Alpha.

We all know what one
motivated radical can do,

so let’s cowboy-up, get it done
and go home to our families.

Giddyap.

[gun cocks]

- Go live.
- Wolf Two.

[Carlos] Fox Three.

[Katia] Sierra One.

[James] Coyote One.

[Katia] Get ready.

[sighs]

[crowd on radio cheering]

[beeps]

[biometric scanner beeps]
[locks clicks]

[Mike] Seven minutes.

[piano playing classical music]

[Mike] Up!

[gasps] Was ist das?

-[coughing, panting]
-[James] Stand up.

[Salim grunts]

Six minutes.

[panting]

[Mike]
Need to ask you questions.

Who has access to the lab?

Oh. [pants] Only me.
I have access. It’s...

[Mike] Maggie Bolevska.

Y-Yeah. She’s my...

She’s my research assistant.
She has access.

Who else knows the specifics
of your work?

Nobody. Who are you people?

Your financier?

Y-Yeah, he knows about my work,
but he...

He’s not a scientist. He’s a...
He’s an investor. He’s...

Where do you back up your work?

[scoffs, grunts]

There’s another team on standby
a block away from your family.

Cooperate. There is no limit
to what we are authorized to do.

Where do you
back up your work?

It’s all in here.
It’s in these computers.

There are no lines in or out.

We got it. Payday.

If it’s money you want,
I can arrange money.
It’s really not a problem.

Head against the wall.

[Salim]
I mean... I can really...

[grunts]

[phone vibrates]

[Mike] Oh, shit.

Ears.

Sierra just got a hit
off the scanner.

Police are inbound
from Berlin.

Awaiting instructions
from the ranch.

[phone vibrates]

Code X.

All the way?

All the way.

Industrial accident.
We got five minutes.

Bag the laptop.
Lose the cuffs and hoods.
We were never here.

Get Salim.

[breathes heavily]

Sir... Sir. Sir, please.
This whole thing is...

It’s a misunderstanding.
I’m a... I’m a man of science.

This is... This is
a huge misunderstanding.

Sir! I’m a man of sci...

I’m a man of science.
I have a family, please.

[pants] Sir, please.
I have a family. Please.

No! No! No, no, stop,
stop, stop, stop! [grunts]

Who sent you?

Do you even know
who you’re working for?

You don’t know
what you’re doing.

Stop! Please, listen.

The research I’m doing
will save millions of lives.

[sobs] Stop!

[sobs]
Stop. Stop, please.

If you wanna say a prayer,
now is the time.

A prayer?
I don’t believe in God.
I believe in science.

Listen to me.

I keep a copy of all my data
in a safety deposit box.

If you have a conscience,
get it out.

The world will need it.

[sobs] Stop, stop.
Please, stop.

Please don’t hurt
my family.

Don’t hurt my family.
Stop. Please.

Don’t! Don’t. [grunting]

[grunting]

[Mike]
Sierra One, RV in two.

[Katia] Copy.

[Mike] We’re in OT. Move out.

[Katia] Sierra One. One minute.

[alarm blares]

[blaring continues]

-Fuck.
-[Mike] Cops,00.

[police officer]
Halt! Polizei!

[Mike] Move it!

Moving! [breathes heavily]
[gunshots]

[Mike] On your left.

[breathes heavily]
[gunshots]

[grunts]

[Katia] Fox Two is hit.

[officer speaks German]

Suppression.

[gunfire]

-The bag. Throw it to me.
-[Carlos] Copy.

Throw it to me.

[grunts]

Fuck.

Fox Two down.

Cover fire.

Fuck.

[James] Status?

[Mike] Left leg.

New contact!

[officer speaks German]

-[grunts]
-Sierra’s hit.

-[yelling]
-Put her down!

Let’s get out of here.

[grunts]

Come on. Let’s go.
[grunts]

[panting]
[grunting] Fuck!

[straining, grunting]

My knee is fucked.

I’m gonna have to set you down.
Ah, fuck!

[pants, sighs]

[Mike] Dump the gear,
save the drive.

[dog barks]

I got you. [grunts]
Come on, come on.

[helicopter whirring]

[whirring continues]

[strains, grunts]

[James grunts, pants]

[pants] We shot cops.

Did what we had to do.

Is the laptop secure?

[James] It’s secure.

[pants]

We got the laptop.
Mission first.

[James grunts, sighs]

I have to give you blood.
Confirm A-pos?

A-pos.
[James sighs]

One of us
has to walk this in.

If you don’t get blood,
you’re gonna die.

You bring it in.

Fuck you. I’m not leaving you.

My family.

I want Christine
to hear about me from you.

You tell ’em yourself, Mike.
You’re gonna tell ’em yourself.

I want it to be you.

[breathes heavily]

[James] I’m gonna get us home.
You hear me?

[sighs]

[reporter] With us now to shed
more light on the explosion
and gunfight in Berlin

is security expert
William Sonobe.

Uh, William, can you... can you
give us any new information
on this critical scene?

[William]
Thanks for having me on, Erica.

US officials have been
active in offering aid

and intelligence support
to our German friends.

[helicopter whirring]

You have to stop
saving my ass.

[James grunts]
That makes two you owe me.

How the fuck
did you carry me out?

So what’s the plan?

We get the laptop home.
Let’s get paid.
Let’s have a beer.

Roger that.

[grunts]

[screams, grunts]

[breathes heavily, grunts]

[screams]

[grunts]

I’m down.
You take it in.

No, no. We go together.

I’ll compromise
the mission.

We don’t know
what’s in that bag.

Get it home. You go.
I’ll catch up.

I’ll make contact.
I’ll come back.

[chuckles] Yeah.
Back to the Four Seasons
of Tunnels?

Come on. I’ll be fine.

I’ll move in the dark.
I just need 24 hours
to rest up.

[clears throat]

Get the fuck outta here.

[sighs]

Yeah.
[zipper closes]

[breathes heavily]

- I head to Berlin.
- Mmm.

- Hand this off.
- Mmm.

Make contact. RV in 48.
Forty-eight.

Hotel Salvina.
I’m gonna get
everything we need.

Forty-eight.

Capture’s not an option.

[sniffs] Not an option.

[sniffs, grunts]

[breathes heavily]

[muffled] I swim out
until I start to wonder
if I can make it back.

[grunting]

[grunts]

[grunts, breathes heavily]

[loud whimper]

[gunshot]

[dog whimpering]

[James’s father] James!

[blows]

[James’s father] Come on!

Get back here, son.

[grunts]

[singing in German on speakers]

[in German] Hallo.
Willkommen.

Uh, Ketner.

Reisepass, bitte.

Danke schoen.

[speaks German]

Ja.

[speaks German]

Mmm. Danke schoen.
[speaks German]

[James grunts]

[grunts]

[water running]

[hotel guest speaks German]

[breathes shakily]

[reporter speaking
German on TV]

[grunts, sighs]

[grunts]

[exhales]

[hotel concierge] Hallo?
[speaks German]

[concierge speaks German]

Danke.

Where the hell are you?

Hallo.
Hi.

- [speaks German]
- [speaks German]

This is Rusty. Go.

I’m on a burner.
It’s not secure.

Copy that.

We don’t have a choice.
Physical condition?

Compromised
but not critical.

Did Wolf Two make contact?

[Rusty] Wolf Two
never made it to Berlin.

I’ve got an extraction team
en route to the hotel,
get you over to the airfield.

Confirm location.

Hey, stay with me.
Confirm location.

[James] I’ll do that
when you brief me on Wolf Two.

[Rusty] You’ll get a full brief
when you’re secure.

Right now everything
is extremely fubar,
and we are highly exposed.

Listen to me.
Everything I am doing right now
is to get you home.

Back to the ranch
safe and sound.
You feel me?

-Yes, sir. Of course.
-Then confirm your location.

Alexanderplatz. Heavy police.

[Rusty] Alexanderplatz.
Copy that. Stand by.

How long to reroute them
to the Elsen Bridge?

Fifteen, 20.

I need you to start
heading for the water.

Down towards the Elsen Bridge.
Northwest corner.
Fifteen, 20 minutes.

[line ringing]

[Rusty] This is Rusty. Go.

[James] I’m at the Elsen Bridge.
Northwest corner.

[Rusty]
Brown BMW X1. Confirm.

[James] Confirm.

[Rusty] Copy that.

[James] If Wolf Two
didn’t make it to Berlin,
how’d he arrange my exfil then?

Look, I understand.
Right now nothing makes sense.

But you gotta trust me.
I am trying to help you.

[James]
Same way you helped Mike?

You motherfucker.
Did you kill him?

Who are we working for?

Stop acting like a child
and get in the fucking car.

[James] If this goes down,
I’m gonna come for you.

Get in the fucking car.

Fuck!

[gunshots]
[people screaming, clamoring]

[car alarms blaring]
[gunshots]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[grunts]
[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[breathing heavily]

[both grunting]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[rats screeching]

[screams]

[screams]

[both grunting]

[grunting]

[breathing heavily]

You American?

[chuckles]
You’re a fucking marine?

Are you a marine?

Was. Recon.

What was your mission?

Extraction.

Then the ranch
gave an audible.

Terminate after pickup.

When?

On the bridge,
when I saw you.

My partner,
you go after him? Huh?

I heard they picked him up.
I’m sorry.

They told us
we’d be saving lives,
not killing our own.

My... [gulps]
...picture, please.

There is...
There’s a safe house.

Use this code for pickup.

Take my phone.

You can never go home.

The kill code is Tomahawk.

It’ll stop the team,
at least for a while.

Rusty said
he’d make us all rich.

[grunting]

[phone chimes]

[beeping]

Kurier.

Yes? [gasps]

- Shh.
- Who are you?
What do you want?

Who are you?

I’m not here to hurt you
or your family.

But if you don’t answer
all of my questions, I will.

Your husband secured
his work someplace safe.
I need to know where.

Sylvie, look at me.
Look at me.

For Yanis, for Olivier.
Tell me where.

- Swiss Credit Bank.
- Swiss Credit Bank?

- Safe deposit box.
- Safe deposit box.

[breathes heavily]
Don’t hurt my son.

Shh, just breathe.
It’s gonna be fine.

- Tell him to get ready.
- Yes.

You tell him
I’m an old friend of his dad’s,
and we’re going out for lunch.

Yanis. [speaks French]

Let’s go.

He’s coming with me.

We’ll be here
when you get back.

[sighs]

[speaks French]

[car door opens, closes]

[footsteps departing]

You were his friend?

Yes.

Are you sad?

Yes.

Me too.

Where did you meet?

Paris.

Where was your first child born?

[Yanis] I was born...
[shushes] Tais-toi!

I have two boys to raise.

Everything we have
is in your hands.

Answer the question.

[inhales] Um...
Yanis was born in Boston.

[keyboard tapping]

[James] What were you gonna call
your third child?

Jordan.

[keyboard tapping]

[Sylvie sniffs]

Stop the car.

So, how much
did they pay you, huh?

I hope it was worth it.

[Virgil] Yes?

Recon. 6-22-34. Mayday.

[Virgil] Copy. Location?

Berlin.

[Virgil] Condition?

Mobile.

[Virgil] 0300 tomorrow.
GPS 14.98, 51.150.

[Virgil] Are you lost?

[music playing on stereo]

[James breathes heavily]

[Virgil]
Do you mind lowering the gun?

You called me.

It’s the price
of admission.

-[grunts]
-[music fades]

[kettle whistling]
[monitor beeping]

[whistling stops]

[footsteps approaching]

[beeping speeds up]

[grunting]

[James yells]

There’s no need
to fight anymore.

[James breathes heavily]

Where’s my bag?
[breathing heavily]

So... are we good?

[grunts, breathes heavily]

It’s okay.
You’re safe here.

I cleaned your knee.
It was badly infected.

You tore your ACL. I don’t
know how you walked on it,
but you did.

The marine
who told me about you...

You know him?

No.

Did you kill him?

[scoffs]
No, but I know they train us
to run their errands.

Kill their enemies
and kill each other.

"National security."
It’s just a rock they can hide
their dirty shit under.

I need to get back.

Back where?

[breathes heavily]
Back home.

That’s done.

Home is a memory.

[grunts, gasps]

You need... You almost died.

- Your body needs rest.
- I’m fine.

- Shh. All right.
- I’m fine.

[breathes heavily]

[Salim]
Yanis, in case I’m not here
to tell you this in person,

I love you.

I know you have felt my absence
these last few years.

I need you to know why.

[inhales]
I made up my mind
very early

that my children
would live without fear.

And because of that,
I chose to dedicate my life
to science.

Unfortunately,
there are powerful people
who ignore science,

even subvert it
for their own personal gain.

Yanis, in your hands
is my life’s work:

the vaccine for the H5N1 virus
with a mortality rate of 16%.

It may have landed me
in this chair, staring into this
camera instead of your eyes,

but I want you to know
that your father stood
for something,

created something
that with your help

will benefit humanity
long after they’ve shot me down.

It is very important
that this vaccine is available

free to the public
should the unthinkable happen.

[inhales]

[Virgil] Dear Lord,
thank you for this meal

and bringing my guest
here safely.

Forgive us our sins
and keep us
from the fires of hell.

May our souls
go to heaven.

Especially those
in need of thy mercy.
Amen.

Amen.

Your tat. OD3224.

That’s tip of the spear.

Mmm.

Yeah,
they kept us busy.

In Iraq or Afghanistan?

Both.

You ever been
to Hindu Kush?

Mountains so high,
you think heaven’s
resting on ’em.

The valleys so green,
you think it’s Eden.

I thought I was in Colorado
when I first saw it.

You know, we were
on a 12-day straight

looking for one of
our local guys’ kid.

Been gone... Gone hunting,
couldn’t find him.
Poor thing.

So we broke down a door
on this out-of-the-way compound,

and then we burst in.

And once we cleared everything,
we found him, the kid.

And he was chained to the wall,
just crying his eyes out.

But in the next room,
it’s full of girls

all strung out, splayed out.

And in the middle
of all this was a dog.

It’s just a little thing.

Mangy. Happy as can be.

Happy to see us.
All yelps and matted hair.

And all that shit,
and the thing I remember
the most is the dog.

’Cause that dog
survived all that shit
without even blinking an eye.

It’s much easier to kill,

but it’s harder to survive.

How long
you been out here?

Thirteen years.

You have a family?

Yeah, I’ve got a wife,
two beautiful girls,

a nice house.

You ever feel
like reaching out?

[sighs]

When I reach out...

I break things.

We all know the monster.

And sometimes
he comes to stay.

How’s the steak?

I’ve had better.

So... So have I. [laughs]

[chuckles]

[gunshots]

[record player dies down]

[panting]

[gas hissing]

[hissing continues]

[footsteps approaching]

[engine starts]

[truck horn honks]

Hi.

- American?
- Yes.

Safe travels, sir.

[Mike] I want Christine
to hear about me from you.

[James]
You tell ’em yourself, Mike.
Tell ’em yourself.

[James] Motherfucker.

Doing at my house?

Answer me.

[grunts]
You wanna shoot me?

[panting] Go ahead.

I went to your house
to tell Christine,
like you asked me to.

-Rusty said...
-Did you know
he was coming after me?

He said you didn’t make it.

Why did you lie to me?

- About what?
- [James] Fuck you.

A real home. A tribe.
Honorable work.

It was a data heist.
None of this was supposed
to happen.

But it did happen.
And for what?

Payday of a lifetime.

[grunts]

What we stole
was not data.

It’s a cure to a virus
these fuckers wanna release.

So they can make billions
off people suffering.
Did you know that?

How do you fucking
live with yourself?

I got a family
and a son with special needs.

[James] So what about my family?
My son! Their needs!

Everything’s taken care of.

There’s a huge payout
to Brianne and your boy.
Four million.

They’ll never want
for anything ever again.

Except for me! Me!

You can’t go home!

He finds out you’re here,
he’s gonna come after you
with everything he’s got.

After everything
we’ve done,

everything
we’ve been through.

I fucking bled for you!

And this is what I get?

[sobs]

James, don’t do this.

I’m sorry.

[sniffles]

[crying]

[sobbing]

My father, uh...
[sniffs]

He branded me to be like him.

You know, a fucking...
a fucking Ranger to the bone.

And when they cut him loose
and they cast him out,

he just never came home.

[grunts]

[sniffs]

Vanished. No note, corpse.
Fucking nothing.

I finally just buried
all the... shit the fucker
ever gave me in the backyard.

Had my own funeral.
[sobbing]

I’m standing over
this pathetic little hole
filled with stupid shit.

And I swore to myself
I would never be like him.

I would never forsake my family.
[shouts] Do you understand me?

[chuckles]
Rusty finds out you’re here,

he’s gonna come
after your family.

There’s only one way this ends.

Hey, what’s up, Mike?

You got a beer?
Where is he?

He’s in the kitchen.

[grunts]

[gunfire]

[machine gun fire]

[gunshot]

[shells clattering]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[both grunting]

[grunts]

[groans]

[grunting]

[groans]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[groans]

[Rusty grunting, groaning]

[grunting]

Always wanted to die
with my boots on.

[grunts]

[shell clatters]

[pants, grunts]

[grunts,
breathes heavily]

[James] I got a room
prepped and ready for ya.

We’re going home, Mike.

[breathing heavily]

Put some fucking music on.

Yeah.

[radio turns on]

[country song playing]

Cold.

[sighs]

Tell my s...

My son... [wheezes]

I didn’t die in my sleep.

I promise.

I got you.

Yeah! Cannonball!

Yeah!

[Brianne] Good job!

[James] Jack!