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Jesus! Are we running?

Russian federal forces have the Chechens completely pinned down.

In a bid to free the British and American hostages from the Chechens,

the Russians have launched an all—out offensive.

Movzar!

(Speaks in Chechen)

REPORTER: With the Chechens using hostages as human shields,

Russian efforts are being drastically restricted.

Argh!

— Don't shoot, for God's sake! — Get out the way!

Don‘t shoot!

Movzar! Movzar!

— Are you getting that? Are you? — Yeah, yeah.

Movzar!

Movzar has been shot. Movzar Mazayev has been shot.

Akhmed!

Akhmed!

TV: In a bid to free the British and American hostages from the Chechens,

the Russians have launched an all—out offensive.

Don‘t shoot! For God's sake, don‘t shoot!

Movzar Mazayev. Is he dead...or is he alive?

Do we care?

The Russian federal government care, as do our government.

The Russians have asked for our help in finding the man or his body.

He took at least two in the chest. What makes them think he survived?

They don't. The Chechens do.

The Chechens are organised into tieps, or clans.

The Mazayevs, led by Movzar, are particularly resilient, mobile and deadly.

They move from forest, to town, to village.

Never in one place long enough for an effective strike to be mounted against them.

Finding their base will be a priority.

They've continually attacked a British oil pipeline.

It runs through Chechnya and neighbouring Ingushetia,

connecting Russian oilfields to the Black Sea.

So it's about oil?

That's where our efforts will be concentrated.

This was a failed attempt by Russian federal forces to extract Western hostages.

The man in orange is a British oil worker.

The fifth to go missing or be killed in the last 18 months.

And that makes it our fight?

Movzar is wanted dead or alive.

And the threat from the Mazayev clan is to be eliminated.

BECCA: Who's the girl?

Her name is Sapiyat Mazayev. And she is the sister of Akhmed and Movzar.

This is Vasily Obramov of Spetsnaz Gru.

— The Russian special forces. — The bloody A—team!

Do not underestimate the determination and the bravery ofthe Mazayev clan.

They fight for freedom, they fight for ideals. It gives them an edge.

We'll be working closely with Vasily, Spetsnaz and the Russian federal army.

Who calls the shots?

Working with, Henry.

We leave in six hours.

Tea?

(Whistles)

(Laughter)

No, no, no, please, please!

I didn't see anything! Nyet. Please.

Nothing. Nyet!

No! No, please, please.

Please...l didn't see anything.

(Screams)

— (Gasps) — OK, deep breath. Slowly, slowly.

HENNO: You've compromised us. — I couldn't let him kill the poor bastard.

— We might have to kill the poor bastard anyway. — Yeah, right!

Yeah. Right.

Akhmed Mazayev. Definitely Akhmed.

HENNO: Do you have a name? — Alex. Alex Johnson.

I work for the oil company.

This is very bad news. Akhmed is Movzar's brother.

— This will make the Mazayevs angry. — Good. That's what we want.

Anger makes them reckless. And if Movzar's alive, he 'll stay in the area, won‘t he?

What did you do to upset the locals?

We were surveying an area to the east, we came across these men.

— How many? — It was too fast.

Three, four, a dozen?

— We had bodyguards and they're all dead. (Radio beeps)

At least it's contact.

Our task is reconnaissance. We establish visual contact with the enemy.

Mission accomplished, let's go.

— We don't know where the base is. — Picking up movement.

H, we have to move now.

HENNO: What are you doing? — Killing him.

Ifthe clan find two bodies, then maybe they'll be satisfied.

They'll hear the shot.

Don't look at me.

I know where the Mazayevs are.

— I can lead you to their base. — Lots of movement!

All right. You, carry him. We'll make forthe ERV. Move.

That ambush you ran into — it could have been meant for us.

You think someone talked?

HENNO: Loyalty round here is as cheap as the vodka.

(Speaks in Chechen)

— Found your man. — (Sighs) Akhmed.

— Is he dead? — Either that or he's a heavy sleeper.

It's neat work. Professional.

Your Intelligence tells you the Brits are coming.

I got news for you, boy — they're here.

Then we hunt them down.

(Shouts order)

(Shouting in Chechen)

I'm picking up voices.

RV on me.

There 's a lot of activity. They're definitely onto us and closing fast.

What do you propose now?

Dave, take the team plus the gimp back to the ERV. Ed.

You take a position on the high ground.

— We're digging in. — That's suicide!

— We don't know numbers or fire power. — We'll cover you to the ERV.

The way we're going, he'll get us all killed.

Here, cover him in that.

Why don't we make a stand, take them on?

No, mate. Now, move!

(Shouts in Chechen)

They were coming this way.

— Movement ahead. - Shit.

— Between us and the ERV. — We have to go to ground.

— With the gimp? He'll compromise us. — Gag him.

(Speaks in Chechen)

Take cover!

Nothing personal, but if! hear one squeak, I'll cut your larynx out.

Filthy habit.

Henno, more company coming at six.

200 metres at your six o'clock.

— Got that. — Got that.

Louis, get them back to the ERV.

— Where are you going? — Hunting.

Bug out right. Five.

Cease fire, cease fire, cease fire!

What took you so long?

We've been shooting at shadows.

- It's the SAS. — How can you tell?

Body count.

I'm sorry, Sapiyat.

Show me the body.

Am I to be the last?

The last of the Mazayevs?

— We were ambushed. — Who should pay for this outrage?

You know, if someone talked...

gave away our position,

an example has to be made.

Take a good look, people of Galashki.

Take a good look at your fallen comrades.

Chechen soil has once more been soaked with the blood of the Mazayevs.

Who here has brought shame to us?

Who betrayed their country and their clan?

We are nothing if we are not together.

Sapiyat, no.

Have you opened your mouth, old man?

— Open it now. — You can‘t do this.

You can't buy loyalty with force.

Killing the old man will make no difference.

Sometimes fear is the only way.

These people are not stupid.

— The old can remember Stalin. — Akhmed's dead.

Oh, please. Don't pretend you care for Sapiyat's benefit.

Your cause is bigger than the life of one man.

You know nothing of Chechen politics.

No, but I know plenty about the politics of South Armagh.

You put a bullet through the back of his knees.

We'll show them we are frightened of no—one.

The old man doesn't understand. He thinks you saved his life.

No fecker smiles at me.

DEMPSEY: I've got halfofmy troop missing out there! Tell us what you know.

We were attacked somewhere round here. They were coming from the north.

Mazayevs?

Look, we have to travel with armed guards.

I didn't stop to ask.

You said you knew where their base was.

I said what I had to say to stay alive. He wanted to kill me.

— He wasn't the only one. — Is that true?

Yeah, sure.

What about your liaison in the village?

I don't know what you're talking about.

We know how the oil companies work. You must have a contact.

OK, OK, I do have a contact.

He was supposed to travel with us, but he was spooked by the rumours.

What rumours?

About Movzar?

Some say he's alive, some say he's dead.

Akim, my contact, says the Russians have him.

No—one will believe anything till they see a body.

— We should be getting the lads out. — We're making an assessment here.

What's to assess, sir? Five minutes and we've already been compromised!

Oi! Button it and get out.

Is that for me? Thank you.

— (Speaks in Chechen) - What?

— (Repeats) — He says you're a saint.

Tell him I'm not, but if he says his prayers every day, maybe someday he'll be.

(I nterprets)

— They love you. — They love Pippin the puppet.

If it stops even one picking up a mine and blowing an arm off, it's worth it.

Why do you do this? For God?

Forthem. No, for me.

And because I had to do something other than prayer.

You don't look like a nun.

Come on, we need to be on that road

and across the border before nightfall — concentrate on that.

You calmed down yet?

Sir.

I understand your frustration, Louis.

We've lost a lot of men recently.

With respect, sir...

..we didn't lose 'em — they're dead.

Maybe Henno wouldn't have sent us back if it wasn't for having a woman in the troop.

Are you questioning Henno's judgment?

No.

Ifthey're alive, they'll make their way back here. Ifthey're dead, there's nothing we can do.

HENNO ON RADIO: Louis, shut your whingeing. I can hear you from here.

Henno?

Shit! I had a pony on you not making it.

I thought you'd be pleased to see me.

We took the picturesque route — north five clicks, west three, back south ten.

— The place was crawling. — Hm.

They were expecting us. No doubt about it.

At least we know they're near Galashki.

That narrows it down to ten clicks squared. It's still a large area.

We could always use Alex Johnson.

How?

His contact must know something, sir.

— After all, he had the sense to stay away. — True.

He must have knowledge of numbers, armaments, defences.

It's worth a try.

All we have to do is to convince Mr Johnson.

ALEX: No way!

Nearly had my hand off.

You'd be escorted by a troop of my men, posing as oil workers.

I don't care. I'm going home.

All you have to do is help our operative establish contact with Akim.

What? You jokers?

No, me.

Perhaps he has spent too long in Russia.

Where are you going with this?

Well, despite the dangers, he continues to work here. Why?

You cannot appeal to his sense of loyalty or fairness.

No, his interests lie elsewhere.

Money.

The federal government is offering a substantial reward for the capture of Movzar Mazayev —

dead or alive.

Oh?

All right!

Enough!

You're very good!

You've managed to hit some ofthem.

But the point is, none ofthese targets are concealed.

None ofthem are moving and none ofthem are firing back!

And yet some ofthem are still standing!

(Speaks in Chechen)

You weren't kidding when you told me these were raw recruits, were you?

What will it take for you to betray me?

This isn't your fight. You can go home, back to South Armagh.

You know, I came here to buy guns.

I found you.

It changes everything.

Cover our six.

— Why's it so quiet? — Wait.

(Door creaks)

— Hey! — Just keep it nice...and relaxed.

(Car horn blasts) — Kathy.

Looks like we have a reception committee.

— What's going on here? — Take me back with you.

It's not safe any more.

— I could get shot for talking to you. — I'm talking to you.

Please, Mr Johnson, I can work for the company.

I translate good.

SISTER: I asked you a question.

Please, please.

It's all right, madam, we're from the oil company.

— Everything's under control. — Sister, to you.

— I'm going to check something. — Kathy.

I want an explanation and it had better be good.

Like I said, we're from the oil company. We're just doing a survey.

I demand to know on whose authority you can}l those guns!

HENNO: As I said, we're from the oil company, we're just doing a survey.

— You ought to be ashamed of yourselves! — Everything's under control.

SISTER: People like you are raping this country. There 's no excuse, it's just a disgrace!

(Child laughs)

(M uffled voices)

(Speaks in Chechen)

I demand to know on whose authority you carry those guns! It's an outrage!

These people are entitled to walk the streets oftheir very own village

without the presence of a foreign militia, or...or...mercenaries,

or whatever the hell you are!

Please, Mr Johnson, please!

SISTER: It's an incitement to violence.

Johnson!

Would you shoot a nun?

Ray! Get Kathy!

I'm here, I'm a witness.

Shit.

Akim's dead.

Kathy's been kidnapped...

..and Alex Johnson is lost in the woods.

— What do you do for an encore? — How about I punch you in the head?

— Come on, then. — Leave it, Smithy, we weren't there.

— You did well to avoid a bloodbath. — Have I walked in...

There's nothing we can do at this stage without compromising the mission.

— We're already compromised. — She won't talk.

It is simply when, not if.

She had the balls to take it on, she'll carry it out.

— You and I both know, everybody talks. — Look, we stick to the mission.

Tomorrow, Blue Troop recce the area east of Galashki.

If she gives away our location, we're at the mercy ofthe rebels.

We move our men now.

If we move en masse, we may as well send an invitation to attack.

We increase security. Secure the perimeter and double stag.

Will do, boss.

You are supposed to be working with us.

You think I'd put the lives of my men at risk? This is the way we do things.

I am not impressed.

So much for a united front, Henry.

I don't trust him. But he does have a point.

My losing Kathy jeopardises the entire operation.

I take full responsibility for that, boss.

SAPIYAT: Do you think she 's pretty?

Do you?

Don't get your hopes up, Eugene.

It's a question, not a proposal.

What am I supposed to do with her?

Ithink she's MI6.

Eitherthat, or she's Military Intelligence.

Why do you think this?

— It's the way she's looking at me. — How?

You're jealous.

How does she look at you?

She recognises me.

And what's the chance ofthat? Mm?

If I'm right...she'll know where the Brits are based.

She'll know how many ofthem there are, and what kind of fire power they have.

And if you're wrong?

Maybe I should have gone instead of Kathy.

You don't look like a geologist.

— I don't think it would have happened... — If you'd been there?

More to the point, why are all their names “yevs"?

Eh? Mazayev, Zakayev.

— Japiyev? — Russians are “itches" and “ovs".

Dickov, Chekhov, Abramovich.

Not forgetting the "skys", of course. Dostoevsky.

CheIski!

Wine?

Water...please.

During the Second World War,

Stalin got it into his head that we Chechens were cooperating with the Nazis.

You know what he did?

He exiled the entire population to Kazakhstan.

Imagine sending the entire population of a country into exile.

The Brits tried it with us.

Over a quarter ofthe population died.

My grandfather died on the journey

My mother and her mother were only allowed to return once Stalin himself had died.

I'm more interested in recent history.

It's only a matter oftime before Chechnya is free.

Mo vzar.

Is he dead?

That's a strange question for a geologist, so it is.

Movzar is alive.

Here.

Within me.

You see, he was a man who dared to dream.

To me a brother, but to other people...

he was a god.

So he is dead?

You're no geologist. What are you?

— An historian. — Funny.

Listen, I suggest we use her as a bargaining tool,

negotiate with the Russians for the release of prisoners.

She's Brit Intelligence.

She's got information.

Information we can use.

Information on Intelligence operations in the north in my country, in my war!

I'm a geologist.

Salim.

We have a surprise for you.

(Screams)

(Gasps)

You see, Kathy,

we know who you are.

We know why you are here and there is a price on my brother's body.

Alex.

— Alex. — (Gasps)

You know where the British are based, don't you?

I told... (Splutters)

— I told you already. — You showed us on a map, didn't you?

Please... I need help.

Hold him.

(M uffled cries)

How many SAS men are in my country?

I'm a geologist.

Perhaps a night in a cell would help your memory.

(Struggles)

(Screams)

You cannot be serious.

Salim, either eat or shut up.

You cannot take on the British Army.

We are not taking on the British Army.

Ifthe whole SAS was in Chechnya, they only number in the hundreds.

SALIM: The girl is valuable. Even more so if she is who we think she is.

Surely it serves the cause better.

Do not tell me what serves the cause or doesn't.

— You're very close to the Irishman. — I'm closer still to my country.

SALIM: We should cut our losses, move deep into the mountains.

Regroup there and then negotiate the release ofthis woman.

It's too late.

Incoming!

Let's go!

Move! Move!

Fire.

Target right!

One fire.

Two fire!

Don't be an arsehole. He'll cut you to shreds.

(Shouts in Chechen)

Room for a little one.

Shit!

Mortars. 500.

— Eleven o'clock. — Got it.

Shit! Where's around the perimeter?

— Nice of you to join us. — Well, your bitch talked, huh?

Ed and Dave are pinned down by the jimpy. Someone needs to take it out.

We'll cover you on my go. Go!

Shit!

We need the radio. An air strike.

All right. You cover me.

— Copy. — Cover me!

Stupid or brave, English? Stupid or brave?

(Gunfire)

He 's got me pinned down. Can you clock him?

Negative. I have no visual.

Henno, move. Move. Come on, move.

— Come on, move. — Henno, get up.

Twelve o'clock! Twelve o'clock! Move your arse!

Cover me!

He's calling in air support. What a bunch of women.

Stupid and brave.

What are you bloody waiting for? Call in the coordinates! Now!

(Speaks in Chechen)

Right, lads. Tactical withdrawal.

We've hit them hard and fast. I'm getting the hell out.

They're falling back.

Air strike. Heads down!

Happy now?

(Replies in Chechen)

Your little girl talked, Mr Dempsey.

You have no evidence to support that.

Then what do you call this?

Vasily.

We will find Movzar's body.

— Henno. — Search him.

Stop!

— Did you look under the body? — Dave, Ed, back off.

— Did you hear a click? - What?

Did you hear a click?

No.

Stand by. One, two, three.

Better safe than sorry.

Bollocks.

Easy mistake to make. Don't lose your head over it!

(Both speak in Chechen)

(Continues in Chechen)

Henno! We got a live one.

(Speaks in Chechen)

He's talking.

Shh! Keep quiet if you want to live. We're getting out of here.

The situation has changed.

The rules of engagement are such

that we're allowed to make a counter—offensive strike.

HENNO: Russian Intelligence confirms what our Chechen friend told us.

Mazayev's HQ is in a disused gasworks 31/5 clicks east of Galashki.

There are three main buildings, designated bronze, silver and gold.

Our mission is to find and identify Movzar Mazayev.

Sapiyat Mazayev is now leading the clan, so if we find her, she'll take us to her brother.

Our informer mentioned an Irishman named Lavelle.

Intelligence believe him to be Eugene Lavelle, which would explain the Provo—style tactics.

Lavelle's of interest to us, but not at the expense of our primary target.

We will attack from clock—face positions.

Sean Smith's Blue Troop to come in at nine o'clock here.

Red Troop at three o'clock.

Russian regulars at 6, Spetsnaz at 12.

Designated Green and White Troops respectively.

I want to make it clear, Sapiyat is to be taken alive if possible.

And what about Kathy?

Our targets are Movzar and Sapiyat. Everything else is secondary.

KATHY: Where are you taking me?

SALIM: Why, do you think you can escape?

— Given halfa chance. — I used to be a farmer.

In another lifetime that's what I did. But things change.

What happened to your farm?

The oil company took it. And then the Russians took my son.

I was slow to join the rebellion, but my son was one ofthe first.

Only 19 when he joined the Mazayevs.

And now he's being held in Siberia.

Just one of many. The missing.

So you want to exchange me for your son?

I fear he's already beyond exchanging.

It's Salim. It has to be.

Salim has taken the girl for one reason — to barter for his son.

The jungle will be crawling with federal troops and SAS.

We hit 'em hard last night.

I shall send two of my best men.

(Shouts in Chechen)

Salim. Ifyou were to take me to the British authorities,

we could put pressure on the federal government for news of your son.

Why should I trust you?

— Because I'm Military Intelligence. — I already know that.

Why do you think I've taken this risk?

— So you've acted alone. — Not entirely.

Sapiyat doesn't seem the forgiving type.

Listen.

It's one thing to know that my son is alive.

Quite another to betray my country, my people.

There's no love lost between you and Lavelle, is there?

You know him?

He was part of an active IRA cell.

But he was more of an Intelligence officer. So why is he here?

He came to buy arms. He stays for Sapiyat.

(Speaks in Chechen)

Your snipers need height, sight and cover. The roof gives you elevation but it's exposed.

But your gantries, here and here, they offer reasonable cover.

Why are you doing this? This isn't your fight.

I would prefer you go now.

— I'm staying with you. — I have to do what is right for my people.

I can't make mistakes like my brothers. I lost them both.

Are you too stupid to understand I don't want to lose you too?

Are you too stupid to understand I won't leave you? Or betray you?

(Shouts in Chechen)

Come on!

I think they're onto us.

— Blue Troop in position. — ln position.

Any sign of Greenski?

HENNO: We 've lost the element of surprise.

We could go in before White Troop are in position.

We wait.

It's your show.

HENNO: Doesn‘t mean we 'll let you run it, though.

— This is bollocks. — You still moaning?

Yeah, got that one.

OK.

— Sniper, bronze tower. — Rogerthat.

I have visual on X—ray sniper position.

— Sniper, silver gantry south. — Rogerthat.

Sniper, bronze pipe east.

— Roger. Sniper, gold roof. — Roger.

HENNO: We can‘t wait much longer.

I'll take bronze tower and silver gantry south.

Roger that.

They think the attack will come from the north. The Russians are going to cop it big time.

That'll teach them to be late.

— (Russian over radio) — Da.

OK. White Troop in position.

— In ten... — All call signs, I have control.

(Counts down in Chechen)

— Pyat... — Sniper team, stand by

— Dva, odeen... — Stand by.

— Nul. — Snipers, you are clear for shot.

— Shot on bronze tower. — Aagh!

Shot, gold roof.

Shot on silver gantry.

Take cover! Take cover!

— It's started. — They come for you.

No, they come for Movzar.

Idiots!

Ed, Ray, take out that poxy gun position!

Amateurs!

— How many? — Too many!

— So, we fight and die. — It's a plan, but there's no future in it!

They try to take machine gun.

Stupid bastard's going to slot her.

— You have to turn the gun around! - What?

Turn the gun around!

Check the back!

No—one's shooting from over there.

It's a gap, a way out. But we have to go.

We have to go now.

Go on.

They're making a run for it. Louis, Becca, get afterthem.

Cover me!

Henno, we have to move in. Do you copy?

Move in!

OK, move!

Becs.

Becca? Becs?

Shit.

(Speaks in Russian)

We need to be careful.

— (Speaks in Chechen) — (Answers in Chechen)

All call signs, ceasefire. Repeat, all call signs, ceasefire.

(Shout orders in Chechen)

Searched all buildings — no Kathy.

You! You let them get away!

Your federal troops screwed up and you know it.

You find nothing! No Movzar, no Sapiyat. Nothing!

You...should have more faith.

(Shouts in Chechen)

— Who called in an air strike? — Prick!

Move!

— Come on. — No.

Bollocks.

I wouldn't, ifl were you.

— I thought you'd got lost. — What, me? Nah.

I had to wait ages for a 36 bus, though.

Your bus has just arrived, boy.

Louis!

I'm so sorry.

Wake up.

— Where are we? — The road to Grozny.

- Why? — Trying to get a lift.

Salim, listen, it doesn't have to be like this.

We can come to some sort of arrangement.

Salim.

Here?

Is it here?

Sapiyat.

Look at me.

Is this where Movzar's body is buried?

There's a cellar in this house.

His body...

But his ideals,

his legend, you can never bury.

You see, my brother was loved. He will not be forgotten.

When the belly is full, the memory grows weak.

You think you can buy loyalty with food?

No, but we can buy time.

And time is all we need.

(Speaks in Chechen)

This was never your war.

Don't try to run.

Sergei, stop.

What's going on?

— (Screams) — Run!

Leave the van! Get them!

Oh, dear God, please have mercy on us! Poor Sergei.

Stop or we shoot!

OK! Bag 'em and move.

— Louis. — Pleasure.

— Hey, nice shooting. — Thanks.

How... How did you know...

Let's just say your boss and I have an understanding.

You OK?

He was just a farmer, Henno.

Just a farmer...