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1 Put the gun on the floor, nice and slowly.

- Slowly. - Okay.

Now get up, slowly.

My name's Michael Stonebridge.

I'm a British military attaché...

- ...and I need your help. - You've got a funny way of asking for it.

Here. Take it.

- You got some ID? - Nothing you'd believe.

But right now, that's the least of our worries.

I saw him, he's in there.

Shit. That mob that's gathering outside, this is the man responsible.

- He shot Lutulu. - He's lying!

- Hey, shut up. - I am a refugee.

This man has beaten and abused me. I demand you lock him up!

You wanna go outside and take your chances?

- No, no. - No? Then fucking get in that cell.

Come here. Get in the cell.

I should have let them tear your arms off and beat you to death. Get in there.

Cheers.

What's your name?

Moses.

- Moses? It's nice to meet you. - Yeah.

- How many officers do you have here? - You're looking at it.

- It's just a one-man operation. - Okay.

I need you to call for reinforcements, yeah? If that mob gets in here...

...they're gonna lynch him. And us too.

Bravo 1, are you receiving? Over.

Bravo 2, are you receiving? Over.

No cell, no comms.

Try and track where his last message came from.

What, with this equipment?

Improvise.

GSW to the mid-chest and shoulder.

Papa, look at me.

Almost certain pneumothorax. Shoulder through and through.

Tell Surgical he'll need a central line. Get blood for a cross-match...

- ...for six units. - Is he going to be okay?

- Did you see what he was shot with? - I think it was a nine mil.

Move back, clear the corridor, please.

Patient coming through.

Shit.

- You all right? Call headquarters again. - Yeah.

Whatever you got paid for this...

...it wasn't enough. You'll never live long enough to spend one cent of it.

- Fuck you. - All I want to know, who signed you up?

- Hey, nobody signed me up. - Bullshit.

Lutulu? He's a colonialized puppet. He deserves to die.

And whoever did it is a hero of Zimbabwe!

Papa, look at me. Is he going to be okay?

I'm not gonna lie. His wounds are serious...

...but whoever helped him out on the way has given him a fighting chance.

- I should have been stronger. - Don't say this.

- Do you know the man that shot you? - You're gonna have to step back.

- I'm a journo. I've gotta ask. - Step back!

- Sorry. - You and I, we made plans.

Don't leave me.

You have to stay with me, Papa.

- What the fuck? - He killed him.

- Father! - Fuck you!

Papa! No!

No, Papa!

Come here. Come here. I'm sorry. Lilian, come with me.

- Come with me. - Papa.

- I'm sorry. We gotta go. - No.

Lilian, come on.

Lilian! Go down! Go down!

Go, go, go. Move.

Lilian.

Lilian!

Shit. Come on.

Hold up. Hold up.

Fuck. Come on.

Just stick with me.

Wait. Wait.

All right, come this way. Come on.

Miss Lutulu.

Lilian.

My name's Craig Hanson. I've been sent by Conrad Knox.

Come on.

All I want is to take you to Mr. Knox. You're not safe.

Lilian.

I wouldn't listen to the man you're with.

Lilian. Lilian, please. Please, do not listen to him.

He knows Conrad.

He works for the Zimbabweans who killed your father. He's a killer too.

Come here. Come here. Come on. That's it. Just stick with me.

Lilian?

- You've been set up. - I don't know what you're talking about.

Where was your getaway driver, your backup team, your exfil plan?

Face it, somebody wanted you dead.

Your tattoo...

...first combat battalion, right? Zimbabwean special forces.

- Yeah. - You guys were a tough unit.

Your only option is to talk to me.

I know what's going on, I've been there myself.

I just wanna know, does Conrad Knox play in any of this?

Hey.

No one is coming anytime soon.

We're on our own.

Fuck me, dead end.

Back here. Just hide there.

Shh. Shh.

Stay there. Just stay there.

- Who's the killer now, big man? - Shut up, Hanson.

You're a fucking dead man.

Do you hear that, Lilian? You saw what I saw.

I'm not the one shooting.

Don't listen to him, Lilian. His men are the ones that killed your father.

I wouldn't listen to a word. Whatever he is saying is a lie.

Why don't you go do something useful, Hanson?

Go donate some body parts. I hear they're looking for assholes.

Lilian.

I'm unarmed, I'm gonna come out.

Don't trust him, Lilian.

I'm coming out, Lilian.

Here I come.

I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm not.

Easy. I've just been sent for your protection, that's it.

Mr. Knox is on the line right now, you can ask him yourself.

That's bullshit. Lilian, stay there.

What the fuck is your game, Hanson?

Just showing Lilian who the good guy is. What are you gonna do, shoot me?

Yeah.

- What have you done? - Come here.

- Are you crazy? He was unarmed. - Come here. Move, move.

Come here. Fuck. Kevlar? Fucking pussy.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Stay with me, all right?

Mr. Lutulu, who was recently broken out...

...of a high security prison in Harare...

...was gunned down today at a pro-democracy rally...

...in Bukhoma township. We'll have more later.

Much more.

Yup?

- Major, it's Stonebridge. - Put him on speaker.

- Bravo 2. - I haven't fully ID'd the shooter...

- ...but he's ex-Zimbabwe special forces. - Who sent him?

He isn't saying. Whoever did, they set him up.

He was waiting for support that never arrived.

He's pro-Mugabe. Fanatical.

- Yeah. Who benefits? - The current regime.

Eliminate a rival, get a free run at the next election.

No, it's too easy.

They control the electoral process. Too wily to pull something this public.

This assassination is gonna bring a firestorm down on their heads.

Where were Matlock's bodyguards when Lutulu made his speech?

No one there. Scott and I would have noticed.

Knox breaks him out and then leaves him exposed. Why?

This was never about Walter Lutulu taking over Zimbabwe.

This is about Conrad Knox.

Following the assassination of Walter Lutulu...

...a wave of unrest amongst the displaced Zimbabwean community...

...in South Africa is spreading north to the borders of Zimbabwe itself.

Whilst denying any responsibility for Mr. Lutulu's murder...

...a spokesman for the ruling Zanu-PF party...

...has squashed any...

Moses? Here they come.

How are we doing for ammo?

Listen here. Listen.

I know these people. I don't want to kill them.

- We've got some less lethal options. - Yeah, I've never seen the point myself.

- Here. - NMI's?

- Electric shock. - Do they work?

Ha, ha. I volunteered when they were testing them.

Trust me, my friend, they will stop even the most committed of men.

Hmm.

Come with me.

Get in that ambulance.

It's just a dead body.

Fuck.

Who are you?

My name is Damien Scott.

I work for British military intelligence.

You're American.

It's kind of a long story.

What were British military intelligence doing in Bukhoma? Hmm?

We got a lead on your buddy Knox.

- We were there to apprehend him. - Why?

He's got ahold of some nuclear triggers for WMDs.

Conrad? That's ridiculous.

It might sound like that to you...

...but I'm telling you the truth.

That was us that saved you outside your office.

You?

The guy that intervened...

...his name was Sinclair.

He worked with us.

Right now, he's lying in a morgue.

Conrad had him killed.

- Reinforcement. - It's about bloody time.

- On your word. - Go.

Go home before someone dies!

Walter Lutulu was a man of peace. He would not want this.

Go home!

Get those cops, you bring them in.

Let's go, let's go.

Come on, come on, come on.

Moses, get inside, I've got this. Go, go.

- Give me the keys, please. - Okay.

He's here.

- Okay, okay. - Looks like a fair bit of action here today.

Oh, this one.

- Thanks. Thanks for coming. - Well, we'll take him off your hands.

- Where do I sign, this form? - Yeah, this half.

Where are you taking him?

I'm taking the prisoner to the headquarters.

That the Samuelson Building on Long Street?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, that's the one, yeah.

That's funny, I thought the Cape Town HQ...

...was on the corner of, uh, Buitenkant and Albertus.

- Hey, man, it's been a hectic day, eh? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, I bet.

- Chaos everywhere. - Yeah.

Moses, they're not cops!

Moses, get down!

- What the fuck? - Moses, get down!

- Moses, get the fuck down! - Shut up.

- Shut up. I'll fucking kill him. - Get the fuck down!

I'm ready to talk.

- I'm ready to talk. - No shit.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Is he dead?

Kohl, did you get him? Is he dead?

No. She is.

See if you can persuade Lilian to come here.

As you can guess, she's pretty shaken up.

Don't know if questioning her now is the best idea.

Scott, do whatever you have to, just get her here.

Oi. Your turn.

Look. The people who hired me, I know where they have their base.

- Get me out of here, and I'll take you there. - Who hired you?

- Who hired you? - Matlock. It was Karl Matlock.

Now.

Let me out. I'm a trained soldier, I can help.

Moses, move, move! Moses, get down!

Just do it.

Just do it.

No, no, no.

Reaction to the shooting has been unanimous in its condemnation.

In Washington, the Secretary of State moved swiftly...

...to condemn the attack.

She stopped short of calling for military intervention...

...but supported calls for the ruling Zanu party to step down.

What did I tell you, Conrad?

You've achieved more for Zimbabwe with one bullet...

...than you will with those weapons.

Can I assume that Walter's killer has met his just desserts?

Yes, sir.

And 20's man?

At my mercy.

When we've secured Lilian, you can dispose of him...

...in any way you like...

...but until then, he remains our most valuable asset.

He killed Kohl.

I'm sorry to hear that...

...but I don't want to weaken my bargaining position...

...while I have a deal to negotiate.

We have to go back.

We can't. It's not safe.

I need to be with my father.

Lilian, you--

The people I work with would like to see you.

Just let me take you in there and they'll give you the background on Knox.

Go ahead, cocksucker.

You listen to me.

I have your friend.

You want him to live, you bring the girl to the abandoned textile factory...

...at Manenberg.

Fuck me over...

...you'll be picking him up in a body bag.

Shit.

What's wrong?

It's Knox's man.

He wants to do an exchange...

...you for my partner.

- Don't you worry. I'm not gonna let that happen. - I'm not worried.

If you don't take me, I'll go myself.

I need to see Conrad.

So do I.

Zero, are you getting all this?

Let her do it.

It might even work in our favor.

For Christ's sake, get Stonebridge out of there.

Baxter, get kitted up and get down there.

- He'll need your support. - Yes, ma'am.

Come on, Michael. Come on.

I'm here.

You give me Stonebridge, I give you the girl.

You don't make the rules here.

Fucker.

Go.

Get out.

Hold your positions. Wait for my command.

- Damien says "duck." - Huh?

Give me cover fire.

There he is. Get him, get him!

Get in.

You all right, Mikey?

Did you like that one, huh?

Oh, Lilian.

Are you all right?

I'm so sorry.

- It's all my fault. - Your fault?

Well, inasmuch as I couldn't save Walter, yes.

Inasmuch as I couldn't marshal all the resources...

...at my disposal to protect him, yes.

All the warning signs were there.

I promise you, we won't take any more risks.

While I have breath in my body...

...I'll do all I can to protect you.

The American I was with, he...

- It was Damien Scott. - Ah.

You know him?

- Where did you get this? - Christy Bryant.

- She's CIA too. - Huh.

- You know her, I believe. - We've met.

Well, then you know that there are elements in that organization...

...that are less morally scrupulous than others.

Now, I suspect Scott contracted himself out to the regime.

And they wanted him to remove Walter once and for all.

But he tried to help my father.

He wanted you to think he was helping him.

But he did help. He protected me.

He shot the killers. He rescued me from the law center.

That was him.

Lilian, there are people who run this continent as if it were their own.

Your father knew that more than anyone.

But his work needn't, mustn't end here.

There's a growing clamor.

The people will rally behind you.

You're your father's daughter.

- Are you okay? - Thanks, bud.

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

Here at home, fresh discoveries have been made...

...in the hunt for the assassins of Zimbabwean dissident, Walter Lutulu.

The body of ministerial attaché Joseph Dreyer...

...has been discovered at an address in Cape Town.

- He had been shot. - Oh, poor thing.

The police issued images of two men...

- Shit. - ...wanted in connection with both murders.

We're famous.

My mommy's gonna be so proud.

She'd be a lot more proud if you'd found those nukes.

The last thing we need at this stage is you two Muppets in the spotlight.

Ah. Muppets?

Come here.

Conrad was a valued friend...

...but his designs on my country are not what he pretends.

He wants power and he has kept his true plans from me.

I now know that he would contaminate Zimbabwe...

...with nuclear weapons.

When I confronted him, I saw how dangerous...

...he has become.

But I will not yield, no matter what the consequences are for me.

There was a problem with the engineering in one of the pieces.

These components were not made to fit.

But I can adjust it.

However, there is no guarantee it will still work.

- Brother, you too. - Of course.

- Did you set that up? - Set what up?

The call I just got from the CDZ.

They want me to lead the party.

That's wonderful.

Of course I didn't set it up.

The people are giving you their voices, their mandate.

Surely you're not surprised.

Are you not prepared for this? All of it?

Yes.

Yes, I am. But there's work to be done.

Can you arrange a press conference?

- The people will expect it. - Yes, of course I can.

And I need to spend some time with my father.

I can't leave without saying goodbye.

No, no, you must. Tomorrow is a new dawn. Hmm?

- About fucking time. - Sorry, it's all they had left.

- Here. - Cheers.

Thank you, Baxter.

So, what's the plan?

Dreyer can't have been the only guy in Knox's pocket.

He's dead and they're still issuing statements about us?

Well, then who do we go looking for?

Sinclair would have had the answer to that.

Get me a list of everyone in the Interior Ministry.

Who to target, who to watch, who to follow.

- Sure. - Shit, maybe we should have kept Dreyer alive.

No, we shouldn't have.

Huh.

- Something to share with the class? - Uh, yeah.

That's Lilian. She wants to meet.

Papa.

I miss you.

Hello.

Hi.

I can't talk long.

What is it that you wanted to see me about?

You were right...

...about Conrad.

I found my father's diary.

In it, he describes how he found Knox's nuclear weapons.

Kill Knox for me.

I know you can do it.

I have seen your file.

If you do...

...I will tell you where he is...

...where the weapons are.

But you've got to promise...

...to kill Knox.

Thank you for coming.

I'll try to keep this brief.

Three days ago, my father fled to this country...

...to begin the fight for a freer, fairer Zimbabwe.

Two days later, not half a mile from this spot...

...he was gunned down.

His killers may have taken my father's life...

...but what they cannot take is his legacy.

The press will love her.

She will make for a more malleable partner?

She's a woman.

I wouldn't presume to imagine that I could control her.

He fought for all his political rights.

I have been invited to assume leadership--

I can't pretend to have my father's strength.

Oh, she's strong enough.

How can you be so sure?

Trust me. I know a capable woman when I see one.

His dream of a truly democratic Zimbabwe.

But men betrayed the dream that had brought them together.

Indeed, it was a former friend...

...who took my father's life.

That man's name...

...is Conrad Knox.

What?

Conrad claims to be a friend of Africa...

...but he seeks only to bend Zimbabwe and its people to his will...

...in the pursuit of wealth and power.

Power he would protect and defend with a nuclear arsenal.

She knew. She fucking knew.

All right, you approach from the rear.

Richmond, Baxter, circle around.

I'll take up sniper position.

If you find the triggers, make every attempt to secure them.

Terminate anyone who tries to stop you.

- Finally. - Except Knox.

I want Knox taken alive. All right, move out.

Bravo 2, on me.

When my father found out...

...Knox had him killed.

I should never have trusted her, never have listened to you.

I could have persuaded Walter, I could have won him round. There was no need to--

If she betrayed you this publicly...

...she'll have betrayed you privately. I suggest you take suitable precautions.

No, wait.

Go.

Greg, Joe, cover the left flank.

Bravo 3 and 4, to me, to me.

On my command, you go around the tent, all right?

This location's been compromised.

- Prepare for immediate evac. - Yes, commander.

Go.

- We can still do this. - Without the benefit of surprise?

Without the people on your side?

Without a leader?

There are other leaders, other men we could approach.

I could do it.

It's over, Conrad.

And I promise you, I will not rest...

...until the blood of my father is avenged...

...and justice is done.

Fuck. Where the fuck are you, Knox?

This is Bravo 1, I've got no visual on Knox.

Be advised, Bravo 1.

X-ray approaching your position, over.

Bravo 2, coming to you.

Shit.

Secure the perimeter. Move it.

Go!

- How you doing, bud? - Yeah, good, moving.

Come.

Zero, I've got eyes on target now.

Pursue and secure, Bravo 1-2.

There's a truck at our 2 o'clock being loaded.

- Go for it? Go. Move it. - Go.

More guns. Quick. Quick.

Mikey, the truck's leaving.

Got us some wheels.

Get the fuck out.

Move, move, move.

Fuck.

Move.

- Get a bit closer. - Copy that.

Hanson. It's Matlock.

We've been hit by 20.

Fuck me.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Scott, you get me as close as you can, yeah?

Got it.

Okay, good.

Stop the fucking truck right now! Stop it!

Pull over. Pull the fucking truck over.

Engine. Cut the engine off right now.

- Fuck. - Careful.

Turn it off.

Mike, got him, got him.

- Throw the fucking keys. - You got him?

Yeah.

What you got back there?

- What you got, Mikey? - Shit.

Zero, target retrieved.

- You got them? - Just the one.

- All right. What's that, one down, three to go? - Fuck.

- And Knox? - No, that's a negative.

He's long gone.

Nice fucking jump, buddy. Ha, ha!

Oh, shit.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

He was gone by the time we got there.

- I know. - So, what are you gonna do now?

I have a party to run.

And an election to fight.

And you?

I've got a promise to keep.

Sir...

...the Tango team were heavily engaged at Nostromo base. They took multiple casualties.

It's lucky we got out when we did.

- What about the device? - Captured.

Ah...

No matter.

It was worth the sacrifice.

Well, now what?

Now we make them pay.