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(STATIC BUZZING)

(SMOOTH R&B MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

Over here, hon.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(WOMAN MOANING)

(SILENCED GUNSHOT)

(WOMAN MOANING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

(PATRONS MUTTERING)

(IN DUTCH) What's wrong, baby? (IN ENGLISH) Shh, hold on.

(CROWD SCREAMING)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

MAN: Stacey's down.

Target's loose. West alley. West alley.

On your knees. On the ground.

Hands behind your head.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

SCAR: Who are you?

Interpol? CIA? Mossad?

None of the above. Target acquired.

MAN (ON RADIO): Do you have the package?

MERCY: Affirmative.

Dispose of the target.

No! Please.

I have information.

We have what we need.

It's not on there.

What I know, no one knows.

It's a thousand times more valuable

than anything on that drive.

Please. Have mercy.

KYLE: You were supposed to kill this guy.

What part of that wasn't clear? You were clear.

It's just that... It's just what?

Your guys went soft? Or is it just the one guy?

The new guy, what's his name? Mercy Callo. Is that a name?

It's a crutch. He's the one who caught the guy.

Yeah. And then he didn't follow orders.

We're slipping, John.

Stacey's dead, and now we got this.

I know it's your ass in the world, but it's my ass in D.C.

And in case you haven't noticed, it's not going well.

He got us information. Valuable information.

I'll be the judge of that.

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC BLARING OVER HEADPHONES)

(EARS RINGING)

Now, in 30 seconds or less,

tell me why I shouldn't kill you.

Colonel, if this intel is right, and he is who we think he is,

this is a game changer.

If we could get him and flip him,

it would set the terror business back decades.

Not to go after him, not to try,

not an option.

Colonel?

I agree. As do I.

Kyle, can your team be ready in 48 hours?

Yes, sir.

Colonel Harding will lead this operation.

Kyle, you'll be support. Excuse me?

Thank you, colonel.

All right.

This is black ops, not military.

Colonel Harding is black ops.

Yeah, a lifetime ago. It's not the same out there now.

This came from on high, Kyle. My hands are tied.

These are my people. We got this intel.

I know you did.

(MEN GASP)

Kid, I'm sorry.

WILKES: Mercy!

Yes, sir?

What happened out there?

He just started talking, sir.

They're all gonna talk. You can't question orders.

I know.

Look, you weren't everybody's first choice, Callo.

You were mine. You got it?

All right. New assignment came in. We head out in the morning.

Captain.

This assignment have something to do

with the guy's information?

Doesn't mean you were right.

Approximately 24 hours ago,

we received information that a high value target

had been captured and was being held

inside a Chechen prison.

But the Chechens are denying it.

The target's name is Rudolph Martin.

(DOOR OPENS)

Can I help you?

Yes.

Agent Black, I asked her to be here.

Natalie, grab a chair and join us.

Of course, sir.

(NATALIE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

(NATALIE SIGHS)

So why are the Chechens denying they have him?

Because they want him for themselves.

Why?

During the second Chechen War,

Martin was hired by Shamil Baseyev,

the militant separatist leader, to conduct a series of attacks

on civilian targets inside Moscow.

Martin took their money but reneged,

never going through with the attacks. He conned them,

he humiliated them and stole their money,

and, as a result, they lost the war.

Many of the old hard-liners

blame Martin for the tide turning.

He is their public enemy number one.

Our mission is to infiltrate the prison,

extract Martin, alive,

and bring him back to the United States.

Any questions?

All right, you're dismissed.

Let me just have a word with her.

You know how to make an entrance.

Too much? Maybe for some. CIA?

Oh, I'm something like that.

CRUZ: What's Insight?

It's a global intelligence company.

Basically the CIA for businesses.

What's she doing here?

I have no idea.

I could tell by the way those soldiers were staring at me,

they haven't a clue as to why I'm here.

They were staring at you because you're an attractive woman

and they've been running around the desert for months.

You're here because I ordered you to be here.

You know Rudolph Martin.

No one knows Rudolph Martin.

Then why did England, Germany, Israel,

Spain and the United Nations ask you to advise

their counter-terrorism division regarding Martin?

How did you know about that?

Well, these medals aren't just for show.

Yes, I've studied Martin,

but if anyone says they truly know him,

they're full of shit.

Every sentence regarding Martin should come with a disclaimer.

In your expert opinion,

what are the Chechens going to do to Martin?

It's been a long time

since my own country sought my counsel, Colonel Harding.

Well, the slate is clean here.

Is it?

With me it is.

Well...

I think the Chechens are going to give him a trial,

something public, and then they're gonna execute him.

Probably within the same hour.

I agree.

But he's too valuable to kill.

Which is why you're here.

Natalie, your father was my best friend

and the finest soldier I ever served beside.

Why is that relevant?

It's relevant to me.

You are in a unique position.

You not only know the enemy,

you have my faith and trust as well.

What do you need me to do?

Once we get that son of a bitch back here,

you'll verify his identity and lead the interrogation.

You'll break him.

Until then, educate the team.

Make sure they know who they're going to get.

What is this?

It's good to know who you're talking to.

NATALIE: Martin ascended to the top of the FBI's

and Interpol's Most Wanted list a decade ago.

He has no birth certificate, no passport,

and claims residency in no particular country.

Rudolph Martin is the man behind the man.

He puts people together, he moves money,

and provides intel on possible targets.

He's not the face of terrorism, he's the brain.

HARDING: The prison is located

at the base of the Caucasus Mountains.

This totally isolated maximum security facility

is nicknamed Inferno.

The prison is built down, not up,

and there are eight levels.

So you won't find any signs. No prison yard.

Once you're in, you don't come out.

Your initial point of entry is a boiler room.

This gives you access to the northern stairway.

From there, it's a straight shot to solitary.

We want you in and out of there in three hours.

The first four are administrative offices,

lockers and so on.

Then there are three levels of general population.

There are approximately 60 to 70 prisoners in this area.

And then finally, the eighth level,

is solitary confinement.

Martin is likely here, although we can't confirm this.

Percy Kendall.

NATALIE: This is the only known photograph

ever taken of Martin.

It was taken in South Africa five years ago.

It's never been authenticated.

He is hyper intelligent and extremely paranoid.

He puts out false information about his whereabouts,

he fakes leads, he employs doubles.

That might not even be him.

You gentlemen will be the first to know that for certain.

The guards, approximately 40,

live in fear of their warden, Ivan Rudovsky.

Born and raised in Lebanon, but of Chechen descent,

he's a former SAS officer

charged with the murder of a POW.

Before sentencing, he fled Chechnya,

and now oversees all Inferno's operations.

Once the package is secured, you're gonna proceed

a half klick east to the extraction point.

Listen, gentlemen, you're gonna go in soft,

you're gonna come out heavy. I expect it's gonna take

a lot of noise to break Martin out.

HARDING: No one has ever escaped Inferno

and you better believe they are going to do

everything in their power

to stop you from taking its most famous guest.

It's just you, gentlemen.

No plan B. No back-up plan.

No cavalry coming from behind to save the day.

Success or failure of this mission

lies solely in your hands.

NATALIE: Pretty impressive.

Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.

You didn't. Can I help you?

You know, I don't think I've ever met anyone

with the name Mercy.

Well, it wasn't the easiest name to grow up with as a kid,

but I survived.

It's interesting.

Your parents must've been interesting people.

I didn't know them very well.

I read about how they died. I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.

It's a remarkable coincidence, isn't it?

What was?

Well, the Russian that you apprehended

had ties to the United National Defense Front.

But I'm sure you knew that

before the mission even started, right?

Excuse me? That's why you didn't kill him.

You needed info from him.

I'm not allowed to discuss details of my missions with you.

How exactly did it go down?

I mean, did he offer it up right away

or did you have to lean on him a little bit?

Conversation's over.

(NATALIE SCOFFS)

KYLE: All due respect, colonel, she's a civilian,

with no authority to go digging around

into classified information. This is a decorated sergeant.

Who you just cited in your report

after he failed to follow orders.

NATALIE: Look, according to Sergeant Callo's file,

when he was 13 years old both of his parents were killed

along with 300 other people

when a Sierra Air jet exploded over the Atlantic.

The group that claimed responsibility

was the United National Defense Front.

The same group that your Russian source belongs to

and that has been linked to Martin

several times in the past.

And you think Sergeant Callo is hunting Rudolph Martin?

NATALIE: I think that Sergeant Callo

may be hunting every single person

that was responsible for his parents' death.

The mission, gentlemen, is to get Martin here alive.

You're suggesting that Sergeant Callo can't follow orders?

I'm not. But he did.

Look, I can only imagine how one would feel

when coming face-to-face with the man who killed

someone they loved.

I don't know how I'd react, but if I had a gun handy

when I was standing next to them,

it might make my decision more clear.

Okay. Enough. Okay.

Captain Wilkes, Agent Black, get your team ready.

Thank you, sir. Sir.

I gave you those files to familiarize yourself

with the men, not psychoanalyze them.

Look, this man's past is his present.

And resolve is within his reach.

I'm sorry, but if you want my opinion,

he should not be a part of this team.

(PHONE RINGING)

(HARDING SIGHS)

Yes?

Is that confirmed?

All right, get the men ready.

(SIGHS)

Change of plans.

HARDING: We received intel that an armored division

departed a military base outside of Grozny

about 90 minutes ago.

Unless they're about to invade Georgia,

they're en route straight to Inferno.

They're planning on moving him?

Or maybe they just realized there are folks like us

who might just want to try to come and get him,

and they're taking precautions.

Either way, we can't have you fight an army.

Obviously, this moves up our timetable.

The convoy should arrive in approximately two hours.

Our entire operation can last no more than 90 minutes.

We need 15 minutes on either end for travel time,

so that leaves 60 minutes to get in,

get Martin and get out.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Go.

They're through the fence.

What's Sergeant Callo doing?

It's a signal booster for when the guys go underground.

Helps with the radio, EKG and video relays.

MAN (ON RADIO): Bogey guard, 12 o'clock.

He sees them.

(GRUNTING)

(BEEPS)

They're in. (SIGHS)

(BEEPS)

(DOOR BEEPS)

(DOOR BEEPS)

(DOOR BEEPS)

Something's wrong.

(BEEPS)

(WHISPERING) Take it down.

Take it down. Take it down.

The key is not working. Gonna blow the door.

(METALLIC THUD NEARBY)

(THUD)

Callo, where are you?

MERCY: I'm in the hallway.

What the hell's going on up there?

I heard something.

WILKES (OVER RADIO): Return to your position. Now.

Captain... (SPEECH GARBLED OVER RADIO)

WILKES: Callo, repeat that.

UPTON: Almost there. Stand by.

(SPEECH GARBLED OVER RADIO)

What did Callo just say?

WILKES: Did not copy, Callo. Repeat.

Perfect.

RUDOVSKY: I'm on to you, you wanker.

I know you're the grass in this prison.

We're watching.

Now your turn.

Let's see what you've got.

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

I offer you your freedom, and this is all you've got?

You're weak!

(GRUNTING)

Now my turn.

(MAN GRUNTING)

Burn that body and clean this shit up.

(PUNK MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

And that's how you maintain order within the inmates.

With all due respect, warden,

that was not order, that was chaos.

Fuck you and your respect.

If you'd sorted this out right in the first place,

I wouldn't be here wiping your Chechen ass.

Now, I know you're pissed off that I got your position.

But I suggest you get over it very quickly.

I was quite content

never to visit the homeland of my father ever again.

But what you saw out there, that was my mother's side.

That was British blood flowing through my veins.

And I suggest if you ever see it again,

you should avoid it at all costs.

Now get out.

I've got things to do.

(SNIFFS)

(SIGHS)

You comfy there?

Almost there.

Standby. Standby.

So where are they now?

Southwest stairwell. Everything's set.

Just awaiting your orders. Perfect.

So, what are you waiting for?

Let the show begin.

Go, go, go!

Aah!

Whoa, what just happened?

(GRUNTING)

What's going on? Sergeant, who's shooting?

I don't know, sir.

Are the cameras on night vision?

Take us off infrared. DAMON: Yes, sir.

(GROANS)

Revolver Actual, this is Revolver Main, do you hear me?

Revolver Actual, this is Revolver Main, do you read?

(HEART RATES FLATLINING)

Shit!

I want him dead now!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

We need an image. Let's go!

DAMON: Something's wrong.

(SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I'm on it.

(MERCY GRUNTING)

(HEART RATE BEEPING)

(FLATLINING)

Got it.

KYLE: Colonel?

They're calling in now.

Okay.

NATALIE: Excuse me, sergeant.

Yes, ma'am. Hi. Would it be possible for me

to look at the video footage again?

We can't tie up those monitors up.

It's important.

Warden Rudovsky?

Five confirmed dead.

I'm not interested in the five that are dead.

I'm only interested in the one that's still alive.

I have men checking every single access door,

but there are literally dozens.

There's barely enough room to breathe in there,

let alone move. He's most likely caught inside somewhere.

Warden, look.

So much for most likely, Alexi.

Switch all these monitors to Level Two feed.

All guards on Level Two, secure your stations.

(MEN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

RUDOVSKY (ON PA): I want this rat found now!

Revolver Main, this is Revolver Actual,

do you read me?

Revolver Main, this is Revolver Actual. Do you read me?

Everything that's out there

is in here on these back-up servers.

Should only take me a second to sync up.

(STATIC BUZZES OVER RADIO)

What's this?

That's transmitting the team's frequency.

Did you hear that?

Ma'am?

I thought I just heard something.

I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't hear anything.

Stop calling me ma'am.

Can you roll this back a few seconds?

We're no longer recording.

Revolver Actual, do you read me?

(CLANK IN DISTANCE)

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

WILKES (ON RECORDING): What the hell's going on out there?

MERCY: In the hallway, I heard something.

WILKES: Return to your position, now.

UPTON: Almost there. WILKES: Standby!

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

WILKES: Standby! Aah!

(GUNFIRE)

(SIGHS)

I'm told we can have a team there

and ready to go in less than four hours.

With all due respect, Mr. President,

I'm not so sure how much good it will do.

Latest satellites confirm the Chechens have mobilized

an armored division from the north toward Inferno.

They will be arriving in approximately 90 minutes.

Any second team would not simply be fighting

a group of guards, but an army as well.

Thank you, colonel.

They're not all dead.

(DOOR OPENS)

Do you have a weapon?

I'm going to take my hand away.

You make a noise or move, you die.

You understand?

I do not wish to die.

You will get no fight from me. I promise.

MERCY: Good to know.

I know why you're here.

Yeah? Why is that?

Do not kill me, and I will take you to his cell.

Whose cell?

Rudolph Martin.

You're basing your theory that Callo's alive on this?

Primarily, yes.

Also, a few moments ago,

someone tried contacting us on the team's secure channel.

What did they say?

Well, it was just static,

but I know that something was there.

That's my man. If he's alive, we're gonna go get him.

Hold on.

Nobody's going to get anyone, okay?

Even if this could be authenticated,

there's still not enough evidence to warrant any action.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing?

You heard the man. He needs evidence.

I knew he was big shot.

He's terrorist, right?

Heh. Americans, it's always terrorist.

You people must miss the Cold War.

Why do you say that?

At least we wore uniforms.

You no trust me? Don't take it personally.

That's why you are lucky

you ran into me when you did, my friend.

I can show you the way.

How do you say, not normal way, but back way, the back...

I understand.

And you take me with you to America?

What?

That is the deal.

We're making deals?

I do for you, you for me. Is fair?

No. Not fair.

Then you can find him yourself.

Should be easy, all alone,

with the entire prison guard population looking for you.

And you absolutely know where he is?

I bring him his medicine every day.

What medicine?

Needles and insulin for blood sugar. You know.

He's diabetic? Yes.

If you're not being straight with me...

I don't understand. "Being straight"?

If you take me anywhere besides Martin's cell...

I understand.

So we have a deal?

Let's go.

Lev?

LEV: Yes, sir. Get in here.

What the fuck is that?

That's north stairwell, between Two and Three.

I will have it fixed immediately.

It's not broken.

He's not trying to get out.

Is okay here. No video.

How much further?

Not much now. Just here.

At the end, on the right.

That door, then into another.

Hey. I thought solitary was in the basement?

I don't know what you know. I only know he's here.

(BEEPS)

(BEEPS)

(BEEPS)

(BEEPING)

The key?

Never mind.

This opens all doors.

Is better than Black Amex.

(LOCK BUZZES)

Not another step.

(GRUNTING)

BOGDAN (OVER RADIO): The American is in the gym.

Who just said that?

(BONES CRACK)

You better hurry. Alexi! Come in.

ALEXI: Copy, warden. What are your instructions?

Change of plans.

(BONES CRACK)

(GRUNTING)

(ALL GROANING)

(PANTING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS IN DISTANCE)

This way!

(PANTING)

(GUNSHOT)

(DOOR OPENS)

RUDOVSKY (OVER RADIO): Alexi, come in. Are you there? Report!

Alexi!

I'll give you my car if you answer him.

Colonel, may I have a word?

What is it?

You said you wanted evidence.

Here, this is moments before the attack.

Okay, um...

Here, the keycard that got us inside the prison

and through the first three doors,

suddenly stops working. And then...

Here. The lights turn on.

Blinds the team and the guards enter, blasting.

They knew we were coming.

They let us in.

They knew which route we were going to take.

They waited for the entire team to get inside the stairwell

and then they attacked.

Colonel, there's an informer among us.

Hmm.

Did I ask you to do this?

No. You said you wanted...

Have you shown it to anyone?

No.

Have you told anyone what you just told me?

No.

Don't.

Your father was a great hero here in Chechnya, Alexi.

You must be a great disappointment to him.

We should alert the perimeter guards

the American is on his way.

He's not going to the perimeter.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Yeah?

(DOOR OPENS)

Sasha, take two of your best men to solitary.

Bring the prisoner here, I want him in my quarters.

Yes, warden.

Are you still here?

(ELEVATOR BUZZES)

(DOOR BUZZES) Yuri!

Where is that fat son of a bitch?

Stand back.

(GRUNTS)

(ALARM BLARES)

SASHA: Which one is he in?

GUARD: I don't know.

(SASHA GROANS)

Shit, no signal.

(NATALIE SIGHS)

That good, huh?

Oh. Heh. Yeah.

Pentagon will spend $500 on a hammer

but when it comes to coffee,

that's where they're gonna ease the tax payers' burden.

(CHUCKLES)

Look, we got off on the wrong foot, all right?

I'm not usually this big a prick.

How big of a prick are you usually?

(CHUCKLES)

Right.

Look, you impressed me in there. All right?

You convinced me. Thanks.

How well do you know the colonel?

Pretty well, actually.

He and my father served together.

We haven't spoken in years, so...

Did you know his son?

Yeah. Do you know Robert?

Well, no. I mean, I heard the stories of his death.

What?

I'm sorry. I figured you would have known.

How did he, uh...?

Suicide.

Special Agent Black.

The colonel would like to see you.

Sorry.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Natalie Meyers.

MERCY (GARBLED): This is Sergeant Mercy Callo.

I'm sorry, could you speak up?

This is Sergeant Mercy Callo.

Look, I'm sorry, but you're breaking up.

Could you just repeat yourself? Mercy Callo.

Is this a joke? No.

You ask me insulting questions about my dead parents

and you think I'm going to ignore orders.

Can we just skip to the part where you believe me now?

Holy shit. I knew you were alive.

I'm in solitary, I'm about to intercept Martin.

(DOOR BEEPS)

Huh?

Warden Rudovsky! Warden Rudovsky!

Something's wrong. What's wrong?

Code Red. Prisoner's escaped.

(ALARM WAILING)

(POP MUSIC PLAYING OVER HEADPHONES)

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Now you've heard it All before ♪

♪ Can't take no more ♪

♪ Girl, let me show you How much I have changed ♪

(ALARM BUZZES)

(DOOR BEEPS THEN BUZZES)

(MAN PANTING)

I never learned to do this.

Lose something?

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR BUZZING) SASHA: Yuri!

Where is that fat son of a bitch?

Stand back.

(SASHA GRUNTS THEN GLASS SMASHES)

(ALARM BLARES)

(DOOR BEEPS)

Huh?

Warden Rudovsky!

Warden Rudovsky!

Something's wrong.

What's wrong?

Mercy, stay on the line, okay?

Code Red. Prisoner's escaped.

(ALARMS RINGING)

NATALIE: Colonel Harding?

Colonel Harding, I have Sergeant Callo on the line.

Come again?

I have Sergeant Callo on the line.

Hello, Mercy?

Mercy, are you there?

Sir? He's gone.

(CLANK)

(MEN GRUNTING NEARBY)

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTING)

Not so tough.

(GRUNTING)

Tough enough.

MERCY: Martin!

Hands where I can see them.

HARDING: What did he say exactly?

NATALIE: He said he was in solitary,

attempting to intercept Martin.

Was that all? Yes. Uh, no.

He said something was wrong.

No shit. What did he say?

He didn't say what it was.

DAMON: Sir, we traced the number.

The call definitely came from Inferno prison.

Thank you, sergeant. Why do you think he called you?

I gave him my card before he left.

Maybe it was the only number he had handy.

And you believe it was him? Yes, sir, I do.

Obviously he's trying to finish the mission.

We can't let him do this alone.

Well, you got me at a disadvantage. You know my name.

Now, who exactly are you?

Okay. Guessing by your accent, I would say you're American.

Marines? CIA?

None of the above?

The cuff's on the ground, by the guard.

Take 'em and lock your wrists.

That explains why they were coming for me.

To move me to keep you from getting me.

What happened out in the world?

Take the cuffs and lock your wrists.

And what if I don't?

Wow, you shoot the floor, that's very impressive.

Here's what I think is gonna happen.

The big boy here already sounded the alarm.

So right now, there's more guards coming as we speak.

You want me alive, so you're not gonna shoot me.

And if they wanted me dead, they would've already killed me.

So...

I'd say you're screwed, buddy.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

That was some really pretty kicking.

Very nice.

You like that? Yeah, yeah, it's pretty.

You might like this.

Don't go nowhere.

I told you they would come. Shut your mouth.

(SHOUTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

This is bullshit!

Why don't you do some more kicking?

Oh, that'll work.

(BEETHOVEN'S "ODE TO JOY" PLAYING)

(GUARDS COUGHING)

(GUARDS GROAN)

(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(SCREAMING)

I need a clear path out of here.

If you think I'm going to help you get out, you're insane!

How many guards have I already killed?

How many more do you want to see me kill?

You can spare them.

(GRUNTS)

There is a passage.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Put it on speaker. No shit.

Sergeant Callo?

This is Natalie Meyers.

Can you hear us? Is that you?

MERCY: Yes, it's me.

KYLE: Mercy, it's Kyle. Are you okay?

I'm fine. I may have a way out

that should have minimal resistance.

HARDING: Sergeant Callo, this is Colonel Harding.

Do you have the package? MERCY: Yes, sir.

But he has assured me he will not go willingly.

HARDING: Can you subdue him?

I can, but if I have to go up eight flights,

carrying a 200-pound man, I don't like my odds, sir.

(MOUTHS WORDS)

Hang on the line, sergeant.

MERCY: Yes, sir. Martin has to believe

that we're his only chance for survival.

How is he going to do that?

Natalie, this is a terrorist.

A good one. He won't believe you

if you're thinking about some bullshit immunity deal.

I wasn't going to suggest that. May I?

Sergeant Callo, does Martin know where he is?

He knows he's in prison.

Does he know he's in Chechnya? I'm not sure.

He's heard a bunch of folks speaking Russian.

So he probably thinks he's in Russia.

He has friends there that remember

how he helped them during the war.

He's probably just waiting to talk to somebody in charge.

Mercy, you tell him he's in Chechnya,

he knows it's only a matter of time before he's killed.

Okay. Is the extraction plan still in place?

Yes. Look, you have 40 minutes.

Chechen ground forces will be there in 55 minutes.

I know it's cutting it close. MERCY: We'll be there, sir.

HARDING: How can we contact you?

I swiped a cell phone.

Once I can get some reception, I'll text you the number I have.

Mercy, this is the only shot we have to get you out of there.

Once the window closes,

you're on your own. You understand?

Yes, sir. Good luck, Mercy.

MERCY: Ms. Meyers?

Yes?

Thanks for answering the phone.

Of course.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

If the warden find out I helped you escape,

he'll not only kill me, he kills my entire family.

I understand.

You know, you kicked me, I punched you.

I think I deserve a first name at least.

What is this?

When you were brought in, were you blindfolded?

Maybe unconscious?

Why do you care?

You tell me.

Check the IDs again.

You're in Chechnya.

Seems as though this prison ain't enough.

The Chechens have ground forces en route.

We have 40 minutes to get you out of here.

So you can either cooperate with me

or I'm gonna leave your ass to them.

It's your choice.

Untie me.

RUDOVSKY: Come out, come out,

wherever you are.

MAN: Warden, we found him.

(CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Kyle, it's him.

They're moving through the cell block now.

They? Does that mean he has Martin?

Well, this is all it says. All right. May I?

Yeah, sure. What are you doing?

I'm going to input the cell,

and track it through the phone's GPS.

How do you do that? Really?

CIA spy stuff.

I can read his text, check his email,

even listen to his music if I want to. Thanks.

MERCY: I can't get service at my apartment,

but five floors below ground in Chechnya, no problem.

MARTIN: You know, I'm not a terrorist.

You keep telling yourself that. You really believe

that the United States are the good guys, don't you?

Compared to you, we're angels.

Oh, yeah? What about the Native Americans?

Or, hey, what about the African slaves?

Or what about the wives of the guards you just killed?

You really think they would call you an angel?

Would you just lower your voice?

Sure.

You have absolutely no idea where we're going, do you?

I know exactly where I'm going.

It doesn't look like it.

MARTIN: Why do think terrorism exists?

You believe al Qaeda likes sleeping in caves

and living in fear? They live in fear?

Of course they do.

What about the United National Defense Front,

they live in fear too? Yeah, naturally so.

No. They hide like roaches

because they put bombs on children

and send them into restaurants and soccer stadiums

and airplanes.

They don't live in fear.

You need to be human to be afraid.

They're evil,

just like you.

Now whose voice needs lowering?

RUDOVSKY: Wakey, wakey!

You know why you're here, now talk to me.

Why are you the only guard he left alive?

(BEEPS)

I don't know what their plans were.

Their plans?

So they're a team now, are they?

They've been looking for an exit

with the least amount of resistance.

There it is.

The exit on Level Seven.

Leads straight out of the prison.

This is it. This is the fire exit. Come on.

They'd have been home free,

except I had the guards seal all the exits.

I think I forgot to mention it to you.

Lev, switch all these monitors to the Level Seven feed.

MERCY: It's welded shut.

So don't you guys carry C4

or something to blow shit up with?

Got a grenade. I could blow up the door

but it's gonna take down the wall and the ceiling.

RUDOVSKY: Hello, fellas.

We gotta go.

Now how do you think I knew about that exit?

Detailed information, satellites.

(LAUGHS)

So that's your story.

Shut down all electronic locks on the main population.

Yes, warden.

(BEEPS) Come on.

What's the matter? Card's not working.

What do you mean the card is not working?

You're not swiping it right. I swiped. It's not working.

Then push the numbers, something. Punch it.

Warden Rudovsky.

We have reinforcements arriving within the hour.

I fail to see how sending in

what few guards we have left will do.

With twice as many, we could not stop them.

Who said anything about sending in the guards?

Now sit your arse down there and keep out of my sight!

Attention, all Inferno staff...

(OVER PA) ...report to the main entrance, Level One, immediately.

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

This can't be good.

Attention, all prisoners.

(OVER PA) This is Warden Rudovsky.

We have two strangers in our prison.

The man that brings me these men, dead or alive,

will receive a full pardon.

Shit.

Unlock all the cells.

LEV: All of them?

Every single one.

(ALARMS RINGING)

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

Rudovsky, you've gone insane.

We will never be able to get control of this prison again!

Never! Maybe.

But that is no concern of yours.

Guards.

What is the meaning of this?

RUDOVSKY: Get this piece of shit out!

Rudovsky, what are you doing?

Get him out of here. What you are doing?

What you are doing?

Rudovsky! Rudovsky!

Rudovsky!

Look, not to insult your kung fu or anything,

but I think those AKs might have really helped us there.

I checked all the AKs, the AKs are out.

Oh, you checked every single one of those hundred guns?

They were all out? Not a single bullet.

We've got 30 minutes to get out of here...

(ALL GRUNTING)

The key!

Do something!

(CRACK)

You ever wish you would have gone to dental school?

Look, if you want to survive this,

you got to start trusting me.

All right. Making deals with the devil.

Well, we each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.

You make that up yourself?

No, that was Oscar Wilde.

All right.

All right.

We got four bullets left,

we got 30 minutes until extraction

and the entire Inferno prison's out to kill us.

You're ready?

Yeah, yeah, I feel pumped. Let's go.

ALEXI: Let me go! Get your hands off me!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

Open the gate!

Open the gate!

There he is.

(ALL SHOUTING)

KYLE: Have they crossed in yet?

DAMON: Yes, sir.

KYLE: And do they have line of sight?

DAMON: Yes, sir.

Hey, what's going on?

We're going in to get them.

KYLE: They're radio silent right now, right?

DAMON: Yes, sir. KYLE: They're in whisper mode?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Colonel, I'm so sorry to disturb you.

How can I help you?

Well, I heard we're going to pick up Mercy and Martin.

Yes. They got the go-ahead only a few moments ago.

Still working on the plan.

How does that usually work?

Who decides on the location?

Who gives the order?

Why are you asking?

Sir, I strongly believe there's an informer among us,

who knew our plans going in. Natalie...

If that's the case, then any extraction plan

could also wind up in enemy hands.

I came up with the location and I alone will relay that

to the extraction team and Sergeant Callo

only after they've departed.

I will also be ordering all mobile devices confiscated

10 minutes prior to departure time.

While simultaneously shutting down

Internet access on the base. Satisfied?

Yes, sir, thank you.

Colonel, I was sorry to hear about Robbie.

I didn't know.

If you'd please prep the interrogation room

in anticipation of our guests.

Of course.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Not good.

Really not good.

MAN 1: That one's mine.

Save the bullets. Are you sure?

No.

All right.

Here we go.

(ALL GRUNTING)

What's going on?

You done?

I'm done.

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

Oh, shit.

You can use those bullets now.

Come on, come on.

Hold the door. Hold it.

A little help.

That club won't hold for long. This way.

Which way now? Through the main cell block?

Oh, great. Awesome!

Extraction team leader, you are go for launch.

MAN (OVER RADIO): Power control levers going to fly.

Revolver Actual, Revolver 16.

We have departed for extraction.

MARTIN: Almost out of here.

All right.

Fellas... Tony, Frank...

All right.

MARTIN: We don't need to do this, do we?

We do? We gotta do it. Okay, two at a time.

All right, well...

We were given an option to bring you in

dead or alive.

Choose.

Anyone ever chosen dead?

That's Kong, king of the inmates.

Look, I don't think we... Hold up.

Are you afraid of me?

What? You can't hear me up there?

I said, are you afraid of me?

When I was a boy, a gang broke into my home,

murdered my father, raped my mother and sisters,

tortured me, left us all for dead.

I was the only survivor.

When police found me, they said the gang

would most likely come back to kill me

because I was witness.

I was 10.

I wasn't scared then.

I am not scared now.

That was a very touching speech. Just give me a second.

You and me.

You keep these others back.

If you win, you get me dead

and him alive.

As you wish.

(PRISONERS LAUGHING)

All right. Um, can I talk...?

Can I just talk to you for a second?

I think you got hit on the head a lot.

Keep an eye on the other one.

This is a terrible idea. You got four shots left.

Anything happens to me, you get to the extraction point.

Trust.

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

Sir, satellites confirm the Chechen Army

should arrive at Inferno in approximately 30 minutes.

They've picked up their pace.

(YELLING)

(PRISONERS SHOUTING AND CHEERING)

Should be over very soon.

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

Boom! Finish him.

(GRUNTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(ALL GASP)

Are you kidding me!

Hold it. (GUNSHOTS)

All right.

How about instead of one pardon,

we all get out of here?

What are you talking about?

I got the key to the front door.

Right here.

(SIGHS)

Robert was sick.

After returning from Afghanistan,

he complained of headaches, nausea,

but mostly nightmares.

I told him it was just stress.

Of being in combat.

That I had gone through what he had

and it would all pass.

But they didn't.

I brought him in for tests,

and the doctors at the VA pronounced him healthy.

That all he needed was some rest.

I believed them.

Robert didn't.

He would act out, lose his temper.

I told him, you got to stop acting like this and...

grow up.

Ah. It was two weeks before we found his body.

I'm so sorry.

Right.

Worse than losing a child, Natalie,

is having someone convince you to side against him.

("AVE MARIA" PLAYING)

Warden, there's been an explosion by the front entrance.

The prisoners are escaping.

Warden? Did you hear me?

The guards are outnumbered.

Warden!

("AVE MARIA" CONTINUES)

(MARTIN GROANS)

All right, the extraction point is approximately one mile north,

through that forest, in a burned-out village.

We got about 10 minutes.

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(MERCY PANTING)

(GROANING)

Get the fuck up!

Well, I guess your new friend just took off.

Let me tell you something.

These terrorists,

they're not as loyal as they used to be.

So you think you defeated my prison single-handedly.

Well, you forgot about one thing.

(GUNSHOT)

Sierra Air Flight 19.

Your tattoo.

That's the flight number. Yeah?

You also mentioned the United National Defense Front

and bombs on planes.

It's the only airline to be hit by that group.

(GRUNTS)

Who did you lose?

My parents.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I think you should hold on to this.

They'll shoot me on sight.

Let's go.

This is an Eagle .50.

MAN 1: Revolver Actual,

Revolver 16 is 10 minutes out from extraction.

MAN 2 (OVER RADIO): Roger.

This way.

(ALL CHATTERING)

I thought you said we had time.

We did.

Oh. So they're just early.

They're not just early.

They're not even supposed to be here.

Are you texting?

We need to find another route.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Colonel!

Let's go.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(GUNSHOT)

(MERCY GRUNTING)

(MERCY PANTING)

(GUNFIRE IN DISTANCE)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

MERCY: Almost there, Rudolph.

(GUNFIRE IN DISTANCE)

MERCY: Hang in there.

Get us out of here!

(GUNFIRE)

MAN 1: Sir, no bullet exit. How far out?

MAN 2: Roger. Stop what you can, push fluids as needed.

Rudolph, you're gonna be fine, Rudolph.

You're gonna be okay.

(GRUNTS)

What?

Not Martin.

HARDING: We're still in the process

of gathering all pertinent information.

At this time, it appears the man currently in custody

is not Rudolph Martin.

It is someone employed to be his double.

Did you lose something? Yes, thank you.

Come in.

It's a Gobrecht. 1836?

It's worth a few thousand dollars.

Yes. You know your coins.

I collected as a kid.

Did you?

No. My father did.

This was his coin.

So, heh, how are you feeling?

Pretty crappy, to be honest.

(CHUCKLES) But I'll be okay.

How's, uh...

I don't know what you're calling him.

Oh, we're calling him the Martin Double.

He's not good. Actually, um,

he's in critical condition.

What does it matter anyway?

Mercy, it matters a great deal.

Listen to me, okay?

This could be a very high value asset.

If he survives... I mean, you said yourself,

he knows Martin's work.

He could know his location, his connections,

possible targets, I mean, the list goes on.

We won't know for sure until we talk to him,

but this could be a very good thing.

I don't want to take up too much of your time.

But I just, um...

I wanted to say I'm sorry.

I was wrong about you.

And what you did was nothing short of a miracle.

I couldn't have done it without you.

You saved my life.

Feel better.

Mercy, what exactly happened at the extraction site?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Do you have a sec?

Yeah. I was gonna stop by the infirmary on my way out.

You're leaving?

Already called back to Washington.

But I have a couple of minutes. What's up?

I don't really know how to begin.

Earlier today, when I was watching footage of the team,

it was fairly obvious to me that we had been set up.

Excuse me. What?

The Chechens knew that we were coming.

You have this on tape?

Well, it's not so cut and dry, but yeah.

I went to Colonel Harding with what I had, and...

And?

And he didn't... And he didn't believe me.

After we found out that Mercy was alive

and we were planning the extraction,

I went to him again. Why?

Because I was worried that if we did have an informant,

then the extraction would also be compromised.

Colonel Harding assured me that was the only one

that knew the exact details,

and that he alone would relay the information.

I just spoke with Mercy.

He said the Chechens arrived at the extraction site

at the exact time he did.

Kyle, it wasn't a coincidence.

Look, these are photos of the troops' movements.

They were making a bee line for Inferno,

but then all of a sudden,

for some reason, they changed course,

They went straight to Martin and Mercy.

And you think Harding told them?

I know that it sounds crazy.

I mean, God, I've known this man my whole life.

It's just...

I think he blames the military for misdiagnosing his son.

Enough to commit treason?

I know how it sounds.

It's just, he was the only one who knew the exact details...

I'm going to input the cell, and track it through the GPS.

How do you do that? Really? CIA spy stuff.

I can check his texts, read his emails...

even listen to his music if I want to.

Natalie?

You all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

(GASPS)

(CHOKING)

(NECK SNAPS)

Sergeant.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Now you have made one hell of a mess.

You shouldn't have gone and got yourself captured, Victor.

Can I see him?

Hey, what's going on?

Kyle?

It's not what you think, sergeant.

Your clearance only goes so high.

I'm just following orders.

Come on now, Mercy.

(GRUNTING)

(BEEPS)

This is not what I wanted.

For you or for the team.

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

Drop the gun, Agent Black!

(SIGHS)

You look like shit.

You're one to talk.

I've met him before.

He works for Martin's network.

Why was he trying to kill you?

Because I know how to get to Martin.

My real name is Victor.

Mercy Callo.

(CHUCKLES THEN COUGHS)

Of course that's your name.

You laugh it up. Hey.

It suits you quite well.

You're all set, sergeant.

That's it?

Is there anything I need to avoid?

Getting shot.

Sergeant Callo. Yes, sir.

At ease, sergeant.

Have you given any thought to what's next?

No, sir. I've never been given

a choice of assignments in the past.

And what if that changed?

I've been asked to put together a new team.

I'd like you to be a part of it.

Doing what, sir?

What you're good at.

This life, it's not for everyone, Mercy.

It wasn't for Natalie.

It wasn't for my son.

They paid with their lives,

and there's a good chance you'll pay with yours.

No one would blame you for getting out now.

I understand the risk, sir.

But there's something worse than losing my life.

What's that?

Living with the knowledge that I could've helped,

but chose to get out.

Then what are we waiting for?