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[haunting music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[rattling]

[beeps]

[rattling]

[sniffles]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

- Oliver! - Yeah.

Tom: Can you get me the big cutters?

- You got it. Tom: Thanks.

[indistinct chatter on radio]

[ominous music]

[indistinct chatter on radio continues]

[helicopter whirring in distance]

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

Man 1: Accessing underground structure.

Man 2: Feeds are live. Woman 1: Got it.

We're in.

Wait until the asset gives the all clear.

Man 3: Copy.

Man 4: Take some pictures. Man 3: Roger.

Man 1: Getting imagery now.

And of the nuclear facility.

Man 4: Look at that, they got the whole thing underground.

Even the chimneys are hidden.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Tom: Come on Oliver, let's wrap it up.

[speaking in foreign language]

Hey!

Hey, I'm talking to you.

[continues speaking in foreign language]

Hey, hey!

You've seen our paperwork.

Which is working on the telephone lines...

[speaking in foreign language]

No, no, no!

He's just quiet, he doesn't talk much.

Oliver: By the Ayatollah.

Hey, hey!

Woman 1: Scan all frequencies.

Any charter back to Tehran?

Man 1: Negative, no radio transmissions.

It's okay.

Just my phone.

Look.

See?

Come here.

[helicopter whirring]

[indistinct sports commentary on phone]

Look, see? Come here.

Now you got fast internet.

Ey?

Still want to call Quds Force?

Come here. Come here.

Come here, watch.

Football.

See?

Man on phone: It's a goal!

[chuckles]

Yeah.

Man on phone: It's a goal! Incredible...

[commentary continues on phone]

Man 1: They just pulled away from the sight.

Man 4: Keep eyes in the sky on them.

[sighs]

You think they're onto us?

We're not hanging from a crane yet.

Don't worry, our cover's tight, we're good.

I'm ready for this one to be over.

[indistinct chatter]

Woman 1: Watching right up.

Man 1: UAVs and drones on standby.

Man 4: Maneuver's a go.

Execute.

Man 3: Breaching firewall.

Woman 1: System running at 95%.

Man 2: Confirm the alarms are disabled in centrifuge room.

Man 1: Confirming, alarms disabled.

Man 2: Eyes on guard, still no movement.

Man 5: The Trojan horse is active, and we are undetected.

Man 2: Copy, no detection.

We're in the mainframe now.

How much time?

Ten hours until it hits the centrifuges.

Twelve until meltdown.

Man 2: Continue monitoring the CCTV.

Man 3: Copy.

Luna: Three, two, one.

I'm Luna Kujai, and this is your Middle East update

broadcasting live from Oman.

Tensions continue after Iran's decision

to abandon nuclear negotiations with Western powers.

Still no boots on the ground, as promised by the US.

Three, two, one.

Still no boots on the ground, as promised by the US

and its allies, after their withdrawal

of conventional forces in Afghanistan.

Yet the shadow war wages on.

Elite American and British units continue to hunt down

high value targets in denied territories.

In the last month alone, the assassinations of two Iranian

nuclear scientists and a top Al-Qaeda leader...

[phone vibrates]

[clicks on camera]

[soft ominous music]

[ringing tone]

James, James, what do I do now?

James on phone: Okay, I'm sending the file.

Open the key to encrypt the connection

point to point, we gotta hurry.

[beeps on computer]

Oh, my God!

Luna: This exposes their entire operations.

James on phone: And that's why we got to be careful okay.

But no names, you hear me? Okay? Protect the assets.

Yes, I promise, I promise, just, just the companies,

the CIA is using for cover, right?

James on phone: I just want them to know I'm a patriot

that I'm protecting my country, that's why I'm doing this.

Yeah.

James: Wait, someone's coming, I gotta go.

Luna: James?

[ringing tone]

Woman: Der Herald Newspaper, how may I assist your call?

Hi, this is Luna Kujai.

Please connect me to Hans Forzburg's office.

Uh, yeah, yeah, tell him it's an emergency.

Hans: Luna, what have you got? - Hello, Hans?

My Pentagon source just came through.

Hans: Can we verify the information?

Yeah. The CIA's Black Ops.

Hans on phone: Jesus, are you sure?

Luna on phone: Yeah, trust me.

It'll be bigger than Snowden and WikiLeaks combined.

Hans: Fantastic work, Luna.

You're exposing the Hypocrisy

and we're going front page with it.

[intense music]

[radio static]

[intense music]

[singing in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct shouting]

[screams]

[singing in foreign language]

I'll call Langley, make sure we're on.

We better be.

Some maintenance guy checks

that junction box, we're fucked.

[door closes]

[soft suspenseful music]

[engine whirring in distance]

[metal clinks]

[ringing tone]

Cory: Hello? Tom: Hey, it's me.

Cory: Huh, every time you call, it's from a different number.

Listen, I get in late tomorrow night to Gatwick.

I'll call you if my flight's delayed, alright?

Cory: And make sure you're on the plane this time, Tom.

'Cause Ida's already told her friends that her

fucking dad will be there for her graduation.

Alright, don't start, Cory.

I mean you know, the job dictates everything.

Cory: Well, you know what, you need to dictate it this time

or you're gonna break her heart.

And... I-- I also need you to sign the papers.

And, I suppose I could finally move on.

[sighs]

Are you seeing somebody?

Cory: Yeah, I am.

[sighs] Is this serious?

Cory: I just want to stop living in this purgatory.

You know what I mean, look at your things.

They're all over the flat.

I'll do whatever you need, alright?

I just...

I want you to be happy. [Cory scoffs]

Cory: Sure you're gonna go right back there after the graduation.

Cory: You'll never quit. - I--

Cory: Admit it. - What do you want from me?

I mean, I don't have anything else on my resume, do I?

Cory: You know you can teach.

- Teach? Cory: Yeah, teach.

Cory: Y-- you've got the degree.

I'm not really that interested

in sitting behind a desk all day.

[Cory sighs]

[sighs]

- I'm sorry, Cory. Cory: Okay.

- About everything. Cory: Just...

Cory: Just please be safe, will you?

And please be on that flight.

Okay.

[sighs]

[metal rattling]

[beeps]

[announcement in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct shouting]

[beeps]

[sighs]

[intense music]

[thud]

[suspenseful music]

[beeps]

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah.

Hello?

It is good to hear your voice.

Any problems getting in the country?

No, they bought the cover story.

And my fingerprints weren't in the system, like you said.

You know I got you back.

But still, you got to be careful.

If they find out who you really are...

I know the risk, Roman.

Trust me.

But I said I will do this job, and I will.

I know you would.

That's why I got that info you wanted.

Nahal Hosseini.

I'll text you her number.

Thank you, thanks.

Mohammed: When does your friends come here?

Day after tomorrow.

Roman, it's just a translating job, right?

Just translating, yes.

[Salah on speaker]

Okay, I got to go.

[music continues]

[sighs]

[exhales]

Man 4: Status?

Man 2: Centrifuges are at temperature, sir.

Woman 1: Distributing variable spin speed.

It's moving up now.

Man 2: Increasing to 70,000 rpm.

- Do they know we're in? - No, sir.

We're still clean.

Do it.

Man 1: Is everyone at their stations?

Man 2: Increasing speeds to 90,000 rpm.

[intense music]

Woman 1: Tracking pressure increase in reactive space.

[rapid beeps]

Man 3: Temperature continuing to rise.

Now at 800 degrees.

Woman 1: They manually triggered their emergency alarms.

[rapid beeps]

Man 3: They triggered the halon gas system.

[explosion]

[rumbling]

[explosion]

[rumbling]

[somber music]

[explosion]

[applause]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[ominous music]

[metal clinks]

[music continues]

[sighs]

Alright, I'm off to the airport.

- Anything from Roman? - All clean.

Tom: Alright, make sure... clean out the house.

Wipe down all the hard drives, ey?

- Full burn down. - You got it.

[music continues]

Say hello to the free world for me.

Take care.

[door closes]

[dog barking]

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking in foreign language]

How the fuck can you be running out of ammunition?

When the Americans left you with it?

That was a long time ago, Kahil, we're also fighting Daesh.

New ISISK fighters coming in from the Gulf every single day.

[speaking in foreign language]

Mullah Omar is dead.

Done gone, now what?

I know they don't understand a word I'm saying right now.

But you better.

Can't have you pull this crazy shit all over again.

Chopping heads off.

Beating women in public.

Kahil: Taking selfies.

The world is watching.

And you have to show them that you are modernizing.

Because I can't have my leaders face sanctions.

But what you're worried about is the dangers

of little girls going to school.

I'm not worried about little girls in schools.

Then what're you worried about?

Traitors, Kahil, traitors.

You continue this revenge shit.

There will be no sanctuary for you

or anyone of you anywhere in Pakistan.

Because the Americans will come again.

And they will bomb the fuck out of you, again.

So you'll be running around in circles.

[phone vibrates]

[soft ominous music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Remember who put you in that chair, Rasoul.

Who made you, who protected you

when you were being fucked hard.

[indistinct chatter]

[phone rings]

Salaam Alaikum.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Salah on speaker]

[engine revving]

[music on radio]

[tires screeching]

[plane droning]

Male reporter: As the United States, Israel

and other Western powers continue to deny

any involvement in the sabotage

of Iran's nuclear reactor today near Kam

there are still no suspects.

Many are reminded of Stuxnet, the malicious computer virus

that caused the centrifuge meltdown of their tanks facility

that incident followed on for many other incidents...

[indistinct chatter]

[solemn music]

[sniffs]

[phone vibrates]

[music continues]

Mr. Kujai: Are you still coming home tomorrow?

No, Mr. Hans wants me in Berlin first thing.

Mr. Kujai: Oh, wait, so you're going to Berlin?

Yeah, I have to supervise the edit.

Well, Lilly and I are sure proud of you.

Mr. Kujai: You did it. - Oh, thanks, love.

Luna: I miss you both so much.

[beeps on device]

- Has she been good? Mr. Kujai: Yeah, she's been...

[thud]

Wait, w-- w-- what?

Help! Help me!

Mr. Kujai: Are you okay?

- Help! Mr. Kujai: What's going on?

Mr. Kujai: Answer me! Luna!

- Help! Mr. Kujai: I'll call the police!

[muffled cries]

[intense music]

[thud]

[engine revving]

[somber music]

[The Halfside singing "Dreamy Runaway"]

♪ I wanna runaway ♪

[door closes]

[engine revving]

[doorbell buzzes]

♪ I wanna runaway ♪

[gate opens]

Whoa! There he is!

Ah! Bring it in!

- How are you? - Fine.

Come on, let's get you a drink.

♪ Be not scared ♪

Good to see you all in one piece.

♪ I wanna runaway ♪

It's all for show.

The usual?

[indistinct chatter]

♪ I wanna runaway ♪

[laughter]

♪ No matter what you say ♪

Cheers!

Sick and tired of working in this cesspool

while looking for the American dream.

Yeah, why am I here, Roman?

Your flight was delayed.

Well, I know.

♪ I wanna ♪

It leaves in 92 minutes.

Hmm.

I'm gonna push it back again!

[slurps drink]

♪ Be not scared ♪

Come with me.

Roman: And they said it couldn't be done.

My favorite horse...

[patting]

always delivers.

Yeah, they'll just build another one.

Of course they will.

And that's why I need you for the next phase.

Yeah, when I get back.

No, no, this one can't wait.

Come upstairs.

[thud]

I don't know, you just tell me when to stop.

[thud]

I told you, Roman.

[thud]

When I get back.

Job starts tomorrow, three days work.

You'll be back in time for Ida's graduation.

Oh, are you tapping my phones now?

This job is making you paranoid.

You're gonna sign those divorce papers?

Stay out my fucking personal life, alright?

- What personal life? Tom: Yeah.

Roman: I worry about you, Tommy.

Maybe if you open your mind, you could find some peace, too.

I sure did.

Right, yeah.

[scoffs]

[rustling]

Okay, do it for Ida then.

She wants to be a doctor, right? Hmm?

You could put her through any medical school she wants.

[instrumental music]

Where's the job?

Here.

Roman: Melting Iran's shiny new toy was just the beginning.

Langley wants a covert airstrip

just across the Afghan border near Taybad.

We're gonna go in there and destroy their whole nuclear

program before they have the chance to build the big bomb.

Roman: You'll insert here on the Afghan side in Iran.

Tom: Jesus. Herat is crawling with foreign spooks.

And you can't get anybody else for this?

I don't want anybody else.

Only know with you, it's not just all about the money.

Alright.

[clears throat]

Tom: See this?

Taliban control all of this.

Right? North, west, east.

And your warring militias taking shots at them all.

- What's the cover story? - There's none.

It's black through and through.

- You're on your own. - Fuck.

[sighs]

Alright, if I do this,

I'm going to need a handler, a good one.

Somebody who speaks both Dari and Pashtun

and knows this fucking area.

Roman: He's in country right now.

Tom.

- Salaam alaikum. - Wa-alaykumus-salaam.

My name is Mohammed. But everyone calls me, Mo.

I brought you change of clothes.

Is there anyone around here who drives a brand new SUV?

You know we're supposed to blend in, right?

We will. Americans left dozens of these at the embassy.

Even these drug dealers have one of these.

[scoffs]

[suspenseful music]

Where's the safe house?

Kandahar, which is north of Herat.

Taliban?

Yeah. The country is locked up tight.

So, I mean, if you need something,

just let me know. I will make a run.

So I take it you're from around here?

Yeah, born and raised till I was 16.

Will anyone recognize you?

No, I don't think so.

Yeah, I haven't been here for a very long time.

I mostly lived in Kabul.

[music continues]

Welcome to New Afghanistan.

Same as the old.

Yeah.

[metal clanks]

My name is Farzad Asadi.

I'm a colonel in the Islamic Revolutionary Guard corps.

Jerusalem force.

I'm not a spy.

I know you're not a spy.

Then why am I here?

[sighs]

Come on.

[gasps]

[exhales]

I have a daughter, too.

Help me get you home.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Two days ago, an American named James Vincent

sent you information about my country's nuclear program.

And now one of our nuclear plants has been sabotaged.

Tell me about the company you were researching.

You had files on your computer.

A Swiss company, Civlix.

Okay, if you look at Civlix locations...

they were working exclusively in the nuclear

and military facilities.

Any names at Civlix? Please.

We didn't get any names. We didn't-- we didn't get any...

- No-- no names. We don't-- - Give me some names.

I'm telling you the truth. We didn't get any names.

[tense music]

Please believe me.

Wait. Please believe me.

Please. You said I could go home.

You will.

As a martyr.

Please!

[fading] You said, I could go home. Please.

[indistinct chatter]

[dogs barking]

[clears throat]

There's only one bedroom.

Okay.

[indistinct shouting]

Package arrived for you yesterday.

[ominous music]

What is your mission?

Go to Landing Strip near Taybad.

Taybad. Taybad is in Iran.

We leave at sundown.

What do you mean we?

What, Roman didn't tell you?

No, he just said I'm supposed to pick you up

and be your translator, but here in Herat.

Alright, call him.

[dogs continue barking]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

Salaam Alaikum.

[speaking in foreign language]

[sobs]

[vocalizing]

[speaking in foreign language]

[vocalizing continues]

[sobbing]

[woman on TV] C-I-A...

[indistinct chatter on TV]

Breaking news from Der Herald newspaper

exposing the CIA's illegal black operations

in the Middle East.

They include the sabotage of Iran's

top secret nuclear reactor near Qom.

The information was leaked by a Pentagon

whistle-blower after passing classified documents...

Come on now, hurry, pick up the phone.

missing.

Many speculate she's being held

in an Iranian prison awaiting public execution.

[speaking in foreign language]

Focuses on CIA operatives who posed

as telecommunication contractors

for a Swiss company called, Civlix

causing the meltdown of Iran's reactor.

The fallout from this disclosure could be devastating

for Western interests.

[phone rings]

- Yo. Roman: Put the news on.

Any channel.

Just have him and tell the guy watching the safehouse.

Roman: There was a breach at the Pentagon.

We're exposed.

How bad?

They got your picture and your alias

but not your real name.

Can't get in touch with Oliver, Tommy.

[indistinct shouts]

What's the play?

Roman: Well, mission's aborted.

Let me get you out of there.

Hang tight.

[suspenseful music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[sighs]

[helicopter whirring]

[phone vibrating]

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

Roman, I've got Chris Hoyt here with me.

Head of our special operations group.

The deputy director asked him to sit in.

- More the merrier. - The field asset.

- Tell me about him. Who is he? - Tom Harris.

A lifer. A loan to us from MI6.

Total chameleon. He's one of my go to low-vis guys.

And he's running with a former Afghan translator

that we flew in to assist.

Sounds like the life of the party.

Are the Iranians their only problem?

Are you joking?

I mean, Afghanistan right now

is like Cold War Berlin.

Yeah, Talibs, Paks, Indians, Russians, Chinese,

and then you got ISISK

too backwards for even Al-Qaeda.

Any of them catch my guy

will sell him to the highest bidder.

Unfortunately, we're gonna have to cut them loose.

- We have no other options. - Yes, we do. Chris, come on.

You know that 22 SAS is in country right now.

Hunting Al-Qaeda's second in command.

He's right.

The Brits' flight out leaves in 30 hours.

[sighs]

Okay, I'll have the deputy director call MI6.

I'm sure they'll be happy to get their man back.

I'm doing the burn run now.

Roman: I'm sorry, Tommy.

This is your only shot of getting out.

That's alright. I know what I signed up for.

If anyone can make it, it's you.

Extraction point...

is an old CIA base in Kandahar province

using a C-130.

Less than a minute on the ground.

How far from Kandahar are they?

Roman: About 400 miles.

But the distance is not the main issue.

It's what's in between.

[speaking in foreign language]

Alright.

What are you doing?

Cover's blown.

- Get your stuff. - How?

Doesn't matter how.

We'll leave for Kandahar in 15 minutes.

Kandahar? We were supposed to leave from here tomorrow.

Not anymore.

Come on. Let's go.

["I'm In the Zone" by DJ Standout on stereo]

[indistinct chatter]

[phone rings]

[speaking in foreign language]

Slumming it with us again.

Rasoul, I need a crew for snatch and drive in Gandhar.

Use your red units.

Not those guys who are always high on bugs spray.

[speaking in foreign language]

Okay, okay, okay. Yeah.

Just make sure your fucking crew is ready.

[tires screech]

[engine revving]

[tense music]

Man 1: They're out of the safe house.

Man 2: Keep your eyes peeled for hostiles.

Woman 1: Roger that. Man 4: Start the clock.

Man 3: We engage if they make contact?

No way. We're not working under title 50.

No, we can only advise.

They wonder why we can't win.

[indistinct chatter on radio]

[speaking in foreign language]

[tense music]

Keep your eye out for a hoopty.

- For what? - It's a shitty car.

We got to ditch this one.

You know, maybe we should have split up.

I mean, I can hide here for a few days

and then take a flight from Herat to Pakistan.

Yeah, good idea, Mo.

And get some rest before they snatch you at Herat airport.

That way, you'll last longer

when they start pulling your fingernails off.

There's the market there.

Okay, let's go this way.

[speaking in foreign language]

Where is he going?

I see two SUV's approaching the market.

Here.

Take the bags off the back.

Wait for my signal, okay?

Okay.

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[tires screech]

Oy, oy, oy!

[shouting in foreign language]

[tires screech]

[speaking in foreign language]

Man 1: They're switching into a white Nissan pickup.

Woman 1: White Nissan.

Man 3: Someone try to get the plates.

[intense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[Salah on speaker]

[indistinct chatter]

Shit.

Man 3: Coming to traffic.

Man 2: There are two vehicles emerging.

Ah.

[indistinct chatter]

What's the way through this?

The only way to Kandahar is the highway one.

It's on the other side of the town.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[engine revving]

Tell him to get away from the truck, Mo.

[speaking in foreign language]

[honking]

Fuck! [thud]

Fuck! Fuckin' clutch.

[speaking in foreign language]

Sorry.

I am sorry.

[speaking in foreign language]

Sorry, here, one minute.

[shouting in foreign language]

Yeah, here, here, here, sorry, I'm sorry, okay.

[tires screeching]

[crash]

[clatter]

[engine revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

[tires screeching]

Roman: Tom! Tom, go!

[crash]

[speaks in foreign language]

[explosion]

[intense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Highway one is straight ahead.

[music continues]

[tires screech]

What are you doing?

I'm telling you we are going the wrong way.

No, it's a detour.

Get down!

[gunfire]

God, I like this guy. He is good.

[intense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[tires screech]

[engine revving]

[pants]

Oh, shit.

Check for a spare tire in the back.

Oh, my God. Yes.

Okay, I'll pull security. You change the tire.

[grunting]

Mo, Hurry up. We're exposed out here.

Yeah.

Come on.

What piece of shit!

You do it yourself!

[coughs]

[groans]

It's the adrenaline. You're coming down.

Tom: Try to drink some water. - Who was the guy on the bike?

I need you to focus, okay? Just change the fucking tire!

Well...

Well, well, I know...

I know when I'm being lied to.

Mo, where are you going?

I came here to find my wife's sister.

And that's exactly what I'm going to do.

- Your wife's sister? - Yes. She was missing.

I'm not leaving Herat until I find her.

Well, you're not gonna find her if you're fucking dead.

Good luck to you.

[huffs]

[gunshots]

[ominous music]

- Mo? - Huh?

Call him to come out.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Tom, Tom, he's just a little boy.

Tell him to drop it.

[speaking in foreign language]

Jesus.

[Mohammed coughs]

You won't make it on your own, Mo.

Then tell me what's truly going on.

This is my life in your hands.

I burned their house down in Iran.

The nuclear reactor?

Why can't CIA agents just come and pick us up?

We're cutouts in an even bigger game.

But what it means is no one is coming to rescue us.

Okay?

So we just got to get to Kandahar,

and then we'll regroup,

Okay?

And then I'll help you find your wife's sister.

I'm sorry, Mo.

I should have told you the truth earlier.

[instrumental music]

[explosion]

[engine revving]

[tense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Do you really think we can make it to Kandahar?

Tom: Not without help.

There's someone I've worked with before south of here.

And maybe he has a helicopter.

Let's go.

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[intense music]

Ismail on phone: Asalamualaikum.

Ismail, it's Roman.

Look, I need a favor.

[clamoring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[cell phone ringing]

[indistinct announcement on PA]

[speaking in foreign language]

[clamoring]

[engine revving]

[engine idling]

[engine turns off]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Mm-hmm.

[speaking in foreign language]

Huh.

[engine revving]

♪ One never does that ♪

[engine revving]

♪ One never does that ♪

♪ You call it surprise there it is ♪

♪ The moon to the left of me is a part of my thoughts ♪

♪ And a part of me is me ♪

♪ One never does that ♪

♪ In the night I am real ♪

♪ In the night ♪

♪ I am real ♪

♪ The moon to the left of me is a part of my thoughts ♪

♪ And a part of me is me forever is the wind ♪

♪ And a part of my thoughts is a part of me is me in the night ♪

♪ In the night ♪

♪ I am real ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

Ah... [sniffles]

[sighs] How much longer to your friend?

About another 20 miles or so.

Do you hear this?

- Yeah. - I-- I...

I think there is something wrong with the tire again.

[whirring]

That's not our car.

[helicopter whirring]

[intense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshots]

[tires screeching]

Take the wheel, Mo!

[gunfire]

- I can't see where I'm going! - Just keep it straight!

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter whirring]

[engine revving]

[rumbling]

[engine revving]

[helicopter whirring]

[gunfire]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

Ah!

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter whirring]

The engine's down!

Get ready to bail.

[engine revving]

Let's go! Move, move!

[coughs]

[dramatic music]

[helicopter whirring]

Run, Mo!

[gunfire]

- Where? Tom: Just run!

[gunfire]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunfire]

[helicopter whirring]

[gunfire]

[helicopter whirring]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter whirring]

[dramatic music]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter whirring]

[helicopter whirring]

[panting]

[panting]

[panting]

[helicopter whirring]

[music continues]

[gunfire]

[panting]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter whirring]

[gunfire]

[helicopter whirring]

[groans] You'll always be...

[gunshot]

[panting]

[helicopter whirring]

That's our comeback ride. Stay down, don't move.

Alright.

[helicopter whirring]

[dramatic music]

[clangs]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[explosions]

[helicopter whirring]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[helicopter whirring]

[explosions]

[panting]

Oh, God, forgive our living and our dead.

Yeah, used me as bait.

But it worked.

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

- Looks like we're on foot. - Huh.

[sighs]

We're-we're refueling the UAV.

- Where are they now? - We've lost 'em.

- Has Roman checked in? - No. Why?

[indistinct chatter]

- Copy. - Should I be worried?

[indistinct chatter]

If those were my guys, I'd be blowing up your phone

every ten minutes.

[indistinct chatter]

[aircraft droning]

Are you sure you don't want me to wait up for ya?

What are you gonna do if we can't find you?

I'm practically the only white dude left in this country.

Can't be too hard to find. Get home safe, brother.

[engine revving]

[aircraft droning]

[engines revving]

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Ah.

May the dust rise and the apostles hear a cry.

Let's do it.

[music continues]

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[engines revving]

[panting]

I have to pray.

[exhaling sharply]

Ah.

Ah. My knees are killing me.

Here. Ah.

[sighs] Take this.

[Mohammed groaning]

[panting]

Thank you.

[panting]

[praying in foreign language]

[praying continues]

Thank you.

[groans]

[instrumental music]

[exhales sharply]

Not exactly best way to break a fast,

but it's all I've got.

[wrapper rustling]

Mm...

[sighs]

Battle buddy?

His name is Siddiqui.

He was my translator through six tours.

For six fucking tours.

Tom: Tried to get him to the, the US or London.

Anywhere safe.

Then ISIS rode through Mosul...

[sighs] and they hung him.

My pleader.

[Tom sighs]

Yeah, we rely on you guys for everything.

I mean, the language, the culture.

[sniffles] You risk your lives for us...

and then we tell you exactly

what your country should look like and how you should act.

Half the time we don't even say thank you.

Oh, no, I'm glad you made it to the States, Mo.

Got your family out.

Not all of them made it.

My oldest son, Hamid, was killed here.

Are you married?

I was.

- Do you have kids? - I do.

I have a, a photo.

[groans]

Tom: Ida. She's, uh, she's, uh, 17.

She's beautiful.

Ah. Thanks.

[instrumental music]

I was supposed to be at her graduation this weekend.

You have to go home, Tom.

You have to go home and hold her in your arms

before you even forget what it feels like.

See, my, my Hamid is gone,

and all I have left is just the picture.

You know, it's funny.

Here I am, talking to a guy I barely know.

Somehow, I, I'm more comfortable with you than I am with family.

[music continues]

Excuse me.

[sighs]

♪ How does it feel to be on your own? ♪

♪ No one to understand ♪

♪ I know I'm here and I don't belong ♪

♪ I'm on my knees today ♪

♪ Oh would you help me? ♪

♪ I don't understand ♪

♪ Is it over? ♪

♪ Am I losing solid ground? ♪

♪ Solid ground ♪

♪ Solid ground ♪

♪ Solid ground ♪

♪ Solid ground ♪ ♪ Solid ground ♪

♪ Solid ground ♪

[engines revving]

♪ Solid ground ♪

[engines revving]

♪ Solid ground ♪

That's them. Raise your hands.

Let 'em know we're not a threat.

That's a flag of Tajik warlord.

[door opens]

I know.

[speaking in foreign language]

Say we're friends of Ismail Rabbani.

We're asking Rabbani for help?

Do it before they get trigger-happy, Mo.

[speaking in foreign language]

Salam Alaikum.

[dramatic music]

[engines revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

[camera clicks]

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

[chuckles]

- Ismail Rabbani. Ismail: Heh-heh.

My friend, your face is all over the news. [chuckles]

- Ah. Tom: Good to see you.

Been too long. This is, uh, Mohammed.

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Asalamualaikum.

Wa-alaikum-salam.

[sighs]

Ismail: So what brings you to Farah?

We have to get to Kandahar.

Oh, if you'd only come by yesterday,

I would have flown you myself.

Well, the Taliban borrow my helicopter

for operation in the north. Hm.

I can give you a truck. I have plenty of those.

You will be there in three hours.

- My brother. Ismail: We are about to eat.

Are you hungry?

[shouting in foreign language]

[gunfire]

Our morning's work.

[gunfire]

[Ismail chuckles]

Sure had some good times together, huh,

facing them Osama's boys.

Yeah, we gave them a run for their money. That's for sure.

Feels like a lifetime ago, but don't worry,

soon we will be all back at it again.

The harder you try to stamp out an ideology,

the stronger it becomes.

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking in foreign language]

Hm?

Hm. What is with the good Muslim boy?

Ismail: Ah.

[speaking in foreign language]

[laughs]

[speaking in foreign language]

[shouting in foreign language]

Mo... what are you doing?

Your friend is a warlord who razed Herat.

It was only business.

A higher bidder paid me for it.

Ismail: And I will do it again just like I did

for the Russians, I did it for ISI.

I did it for Americans and I will do it for Taliban.

Mohammed: You killed thousands. Women and children.

One of them was my son.

[ominous music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Ismail, well--

Is that what you want? Huh?

Is that it, revenge? An eye for an eye?

Ismail: Hm.

Here, take it. It is only fair.

A violent act must be met with another.

[panting]

Go ahead. Take it.

[panting]

[gun cocks]

[music continues]

Ismail, come on.

Stay out of it, Tom.

Hm.

Ismail: Ever hear the story of the Afghan man

who lived for 700 years?

On his 700th birthday, the great Amir, Dost Mohammad Khan,

threw him a, a lavish party.

And after all the guests had left,

the Amir said in confidence, "I am surrounded by enemies."

"What is your secret to be living in such dangerous place

for a long time?"

And the man looked at him and said...

"It is easy. Change sides."

I know the story.

And this way,

our country can never be as one.

[speaking in foreign language]

[thuds]

[clatters]

Mo.

Ismail.

[shouting in foreign language]

Oh.

I-- I'm so sorry, Mo. I-- I had no idea.

You called him your brother. Do you know how insulting this?

He killed my son and thousands more

because of you and people like you empowering him

without caring about my people!

Shame on you.

Shame on you.

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunfire]

Look, we can refuse his help

and we just walk out of here. You wanna do that, I'm in.

[chuckles] Oh.

I just want to go.

I want to go to my family. That's it.

I just want to go home.

Mo, this is our best chance.

[panting]

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

Asalamualaikum.

[engine revving]

[ominous music]

[engine sputtering]

[sighs]

[exhales sharply]

[cell phone ringing]

Behenchod.

Hello?

[speaking in foreign language]

London.

Paris.

[speaking in foreign language]

[line beeping]

[speaking in foreign language]

[ominous music]

[engine revving]

Did you think that this will ever end?

Ancient wars were fought for spoils.

Modern wars aren't meant to be won.

[music continues]

Tom!

[intense music]

[engines revving]

[yelling in foreign language]

[music continues]

[yelling in foreign language]

Fucking Ismail.

[engine revving]

You should have shot him.

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[indistinct chatter]

[exhales sharply]

[dog barking]

[groaning]

[speaking in foreign language]

[clamoring]

[indistinct yelling]

[gunfire]

[clamoring]

[yelling in foreign language]

[gunfire]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[ominous music]

[engines revving]

[gunfire]

[explosions]

[gunfire]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunfire]

[explosions]

[cell phone ringing]

[speaking in foreign language]

I need air support now.

Nah, nah, nah, nah. Rasoul, don't be a bitch.

Hold them off until I get there.

[speaking in foreign language]

Rasoul.

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[indistinct yelling]

[gunfire]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

Ah!

[gunfire]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[indistinct yelling]

[screaming]

[explosions]

Hit the gate!

Hit the gate!

[gunfire]

[explosions]

[clattering]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[indistinct yelling]

All: Allahu-Akbar!

[gunfire]

[speaking in foreign language]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[speaking in foreign language]

[thuds]

[panting]

[panting]

Hello, Thomas.

Oh, fuck you.

- It's not funny. Ah. - You okay?

What happened? How did you get here, man?

Rode in with my Afghan.

Special Forces buddies, pretending to be ISIS.

- Uh, pretty good, huh? - Oh, fuck.

Hey, wait, wait, wait. What about Mo?

He's in here somewhere. [panting]

Let's go find him.

[panting]

[gunfire in distance]

Mo?

Mo?

[dramatic music]

Tom: Mo? Mo?

Uh...

Oh. Motherfucker!

Roman, in here.

You okay? I got you, Mo. I got you. Jesus.

I'm sorry, Mo.

[grunts] Come on. You get up.

[panting] Out of here. Out of here.

[engine revving]

[explosions]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunfire]

Almost there. Hang on...

[groaning]

Ah.

What about your SF guys? Can we get them out?

[explosions]

They are never gonna stop fighting.

[gunfire]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[speaking in foreign language]

[engine revving]

Sir, there they are.

Woman 1: Moving in with Reaper.

Man 1: Confirming signal from town's blue force.

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

This guy doesn't quit.

No, he doesn't.

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

Stay on the fence line.

There's a perimeter gate four klicks up.

[engine revving]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

Tom: He's right on our ass.

[engine revving]

[gunfire]

Ah!

[engines revving]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[glass shatters]

[gunfire]

Ah!

[gunfire]

Everybody okay? Mo, good?

Ah, it's Roman. Oh, my God!

- Shit. - Ah.

- Roman. - He's bleeding very badly.

Tom: Mo, find something to pack him with. Quick.

It's alright. It's alright.

[grunts]

Roman, just hang on, okay?

we're gonna make it to the flight.

[chuckles]

- Roman! - No, Roman!

[indistinct yelling]

[tires screeching]

Tom, we have to go back.

[tires screeching]

[groaning]

[gunfire]

[chuckles]

[sighs]

[gunfire]

[sighs]

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

[vocalizing]

[engine revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

[yelling in foreign language]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[engine revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

[firing]

Alright, Mo. Get ready.

[explosion]

Ah.

[explosions]

Hang on, Mo. Almost there!

- We are not gonna make it, Tom. - We're gonna make it.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Copy, Bravo Six. Prepare for landing.

[explosions]

[ominous music]

Man 1: Multiple bogies emerging from the north and east.

RPG's spotted on the left window.

Woman 1: ETA on the Brit slide is one minute.

Christ, they're gonna block the gate.

Tell the birds to hold the plane.

Copy.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Roger, Bravo Six. Move your best to hold.

However, we have targeted civilian...

Come, let's go, boys.

[indistinct chatter]

[explosions]

I see the gate.

[explosion]

[speaking in foreign language]

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct yelling]

[explosion]

[clattering]

[rattling]

[groaning]

- Hm? - Tom?

[speaking in foreign language]

[eerie music]

[engine revving]

[groaning]

[grunting]

Stay here.

[engine revving]

[music continues]

[groaning]

He is going to kill you. [groans]

[grunting]

Then I won't be lying down.

[intense music]

[engine revving]

[gunshots]

[thuds]

[gunfire]

[groans]

[groans]

[gunfire]

[groaning]

[panting]

[groaning]

[engines revving]

Tom: Fuck.

[Tom panting]

[dramatic music]

[groaning]

[panting]

[groaning]

[groaning]

I've got you. [sighs]

I got you. Huh.

[groaning]

[engines revving]

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry, Mo.

I let you down.

[speaking in foreign language]

God's plan.

God's plan?

[panting]

Man 1: Counting up to 50-plus bogies converging on the base.

What's our Reaper armed with?

Man 2: She'd be using Hellfire, sir.

Text the pilot. Do it now.

What are you doing?

We don't have the authority.

Fuck the authority. They can fire me.

I won't watch anymore of our men die today.

Tom... [panting]

it's been an honor.

Be honest, mate.

[aircraft droning]

[explosions]

[explosions]

[aircraft droning]

[explosions]

[explosions]

[instrumental music]

Let's go home, Mo.

Let's go.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[gunfire]

Go! Quick.

[music continues]

[groans]

[engine revving]

[clangs]

[engine revving]

[indistinct yelling]

[dramatic music]

Come on.

Ah. Ah.

We got wounded! We got wounded!

Keep moving. Keep moving. Keep moving.

- Get a medic on it. - Go! Let's go!

Let's go, let's go!

[indistinct yelling]

[instrumental music]

♪ Down here in the rain fields ♪

♪ Outside... ♪

[aircraft droning]

♪ My world is getting smaller ♪

♪ Oh no oh no ♪

♪ Blue skies in daylight ♪

♪ Where do they... ♪

I will never see my homeland again.

♪ Count me ♪

Yes, you will.

And I'll be with you... [panting]

when you find your wife's sister.

[chuckles]

Oh.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

[indistinct chatter on radio]

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

[music continues]

♪ War time in quarters ♪

♪ Call out, cave in ♪

♪ Dragged down in the long time ♪

♪ Oh no oh ♪

You may go.

[music continues]

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ We're falling down ♪

I am glad you called.

The Brits want to know what happened to the reporter.

When I captured that Mossad agent in Tehran last year,

I told him a simple truth.

Spend too much time in Tehran,

and Israel was cease to exist.

He took it as a threat.

But it was just some friendly advice,

from one countryman to another.

You have to return home...

to know what you are fighting for.

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

You're home.

[sighs] What happened?

Nothing.

♪ We're falling down ♪

Ah. Well, you get so big.

Dad, you don't tell your teenage daughter she's getting big.

Well... Well, you know what I mean.

Hm.

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ We're falling ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ We're falling down ♪

♪ No ♪

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

[singing in foreign language]

[singing continues]

[singing continues]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[singing in foreign language]

[music continues]

[singing continues]