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[dramatic percussive music playing]

[music fades]

[soft, contemplative music playing]

[announcer] Syrian government forces today

launched a chemical weapons attack

against its own civilian population

in the suburbs of its capital city, Damascus.

Under international pressure,

Syrian president Bashar al-Assad was forced to surrender

his entire stockpile of chemical munitions.

560 tons of nerve gas were removed and neutralized at sea,

including a significant amount of VX nerve agent.

Over the course of the operation,

several canisters were unaccounted for and never recovered.

[peaceful choral music playing]

They'’re nervous.

Normal.

I was told we were meeting the general.

I was told you'’d be here yesterday.

Hard place to find.

Welcome to Myanmar.

Next time I put up a sign for you.

Funny.

I represent the general.

We good?

Maybe.

Da. We'’re good.

[whistles]

Hey, pull those tarps up.

The product is ten years old.

The general insists we test the quality.

Whatever you want.

Come on, let'’s go.

[both straining]

[groaning]

We have a deal.

[birds calling]

[leader] Where are those toys?

[sighs]

Any problems?

Nah. Those Russians will steal from their own mother.

But this time they didn'’t cheat us.

The ironies of war.

If the Chechens buy it, they will use it on...

the Russians. [laughs]

[inhales sharply]

Now, let'’s discuss tournament.

Yes, sir.

[agent] This case went cold years ago,

but now we'’re seeing chatter about an auction for VX

all over the dark web.

Do we know when or where?

Negative. That'’s why we'’re here.

All right, listen up, people.

I want information, and I want it fast.

Data is on it.

Let'’s get busy, come on!

[bell clangs]

[crowd cheering]

[emcee] The youngster, Scott Schiff,

has to make up a lot of points in this final round...

You'’re doing good, man. You'’re doing good, buddy.

Don'’t forget, protect yourself. Protect yourself.

Protect yourself. Protect yourself!

[cheering]

[bell clangs]

[coach] Yeah! Yeah!

Whoo! Whoo!

Yeah, Scottie! Yes!

Whoo!

[indistinct chatter on police radio]

[camera shutter clicking]

[indistinct chatter]

We'’ve got something.

These just came in.

Dogs dug this guy up in a shallow grave.

Body shows extreme levels of nerve agent toxicity.

- Where? - Myanmar.

South coast.

Who posted the photos?

A Swiss NGO that monitors chemical weapons.

Backpacker saw the body, called his embassy.

Turns out, dead guy was a local drunk.

Testing the merchandise.

That'’s our theory.

All right, give me some names.

Anyone that can be in the VX business

within a thousand miles of that beach.

Already got one. Our old friend Thiha.

His compound'’s about a hundred miles from the site.

What assets do we have in the area?

Not much. We'’ve still got one local, and Buckley.

Oh, thank you.

We need more rum,

but get Havana Club this time, okay?

Nick, it'’s expensive.

And customers don'’t care.

I care.

I care a lot.

Just order it, please, okay?[phone ringing]

Oh, bat phone.

Buckley.

Yes, ma'’am.

When do you think this might happen?

Okay.

I can do that.

I'’ll circle back.

Thank you, ma'’am.

[groaning]

[opponent groans]

- Yeah! - Let'’s do it again, come on!

[phone rings] Uh...

- Hey. - Oh, shit.

Sanchai. Gimme a sec.

You left your phone on?

- We'’re training here. - Sorry, man.

Hello?

Wow, is this the actual voice of Scott Schiff?

Listen, I know it'’s the weekend, but you gotta come in.

Uh...

I'’m a little busy right now.

Well, that'’s too bad.

Jenkins wants everyone here, including you, so step on it.

Copy.

I'’ll be right there.

Sorry, bro, I gotta go.

It'’s work.

So you made me come all the way down here for nothing?

Yeah. The commute from upstairs must have been terrible.

We'’ll pick this up tomorrow.

No, no, no!

I won, didn'’t I? Come on.

Yeah, but not good enough to beat Sanchez.

Sanchez? Doesn'’t he fight pro?

Number one in Mexico or something, right?

That'’s why number two in the US needs to fight him.

What are you talking about?

Andrew, he dropped out.

Went full MMA.

That leaves our Scottie Schiff here

as the official number-two rank.

Hmm.

I'’ll take it.

We got another sponsorship offer.

They'’re offering us the opportunity to fight professionally in two weeks.

We could be fighting professionally full time making real money.

I already got a job.

Well then, quit.

You quit.

What is it you do again?

A data analyst? Come on.

Look, it'’s interesting work, all right?

Plus, kickboxing is never gonna pay the rent,

my credit card bill, and my cranky-ass trainer.

All the real money'’s in MMA.

I don'’t look good in spandex.

Dude, you look great in spandex.

And you'’re wrong about something.

We would be making real money.

But they need an answer.

Right? No pressure.

- An answer? - Yeah.

When?

By 5:00?

- Today 5:00? - Yeah.

This is something we always talked about,

when we were kids fighting in the backyard.

Look, man, can we talk about this later?

Please? I really gotta run. We'’ll talk about this, all right?

Like--We'’ll talk about it.

Later, like, before 5:00.

Hey, come on, Scottie! No pressure, though.

Please! Just listen!

Morning.

[indistinct chatter]

Glad you could make it.

Morning, Daniel.

Jenkins was looking for you. You don'’t want to be on her radar.

Well, technically it'’s a day off.

Technically, we don'’t have days off, Scott.

And neither do the world'’s problems.

Right. So, uh, what'’s the red alert?

We'’ve got a lead on the VX

and a whole stack of data to sift through.

I'’m gonna need a coffee. You want some?

Scott, you know,

just because your father'’s a decorated agent here

doesn'’t mean that you can just coast through on this job.

He, uh, was a decorated agent.

I'’m a low-level analyst.

So are you, by the way.

But an analyst just like us found bin Laden.

So you mentioned a few hundred times.

You know, if you really wanted to,

you could make your own mark here at the company.

But if I'’m going to be completely honest...

Please.

Be my guest.

I think it'’s time you made a choice

between your hobby and your work.

- Agent Jenkins. - McCormick.

- Good morning, Mr. Schiff. - Good morning, ma'’am.

Would you please come with me?

Yes, ma'’am.

Scott, this is special agent Rittenhouse.

- Good morning, ma'’am. - Hey, Scott.

Agent Jenkins recommended you.

She assures me you have a bright future here.

Actually, ma'’am, um...

[clears throat]

...I think I'’ve come to a decision

about my future with the company here--

Love to hear about it, but we have a time issue here,

so I'’m going to get straight to the point.

We believe we'’ve located the VX nerve gas.

Jenkins.

This is Thiha, a major arms dealer.

He resupplied the military junta in Myanmar after the coup,

and part of the deal was they let him run his operation there

with total impunity.

This is his compound.

And he also runs an elite martial arts academy there,

the Golden Tiger.

Each year he holds an exclusive tournament.

We believe Thiha is in possession of the VX

and he plans to use the tournament as a cover for an auction.

[fighters kicking, boxing]

Getting way too old for this, Cho.

Okay, okay, enough.

Niang, Song!

I want you to fight Zeya.

He needs a real workout.

Which one?

Both.

Come!

This should be fun.

If you know he has it,

why not just send in the Navy SEALs?

Kablooey, done.

President won'’t approve a military strike

without concrete confirmation that it'’s there.

We need a specialized piece of equipment

smuggled into our contact there to do that.

Actionable intelligence.

This is our contact: Cho.

Local Burmese, trainer at the Golden Tiger Academy.

He works for us.

And this is Nick Buckley.

He'’s running the operation for us.

Coincidentally, he worked with your father.

Really? How?

That'’s still classified.

[cheering][applause]

Come on!

[chanting] Zeya! Zeya! Zeya! Zeya! Zeya!

This is what we'’d like you to bring in.

Uh, a wristwatch?

It'’s an IMS.

It can automatically detect trace amounts of chemical weapons.

It'’s highly sensitive and extremely accurate.

Looks and functions like a regular watch.

[Scott] Hmm.

We'’d like you to deliver that to Cho at the academy.

One of the fighters in the tournament will be reported as injured today.

Cho will arrange for you to replace him.

The morning of the tournament, you will fake an injury

and Cho will have you extracted.

You'’re gonna fly me halfway around the world

to a legendary martial arts tournament

to not fight?

That'’s the mission.

Look, if you'’re not up for this, don'’t waste our time.

Lives are on the line here.

Cho gets actionable intelligence.

We extract you and SEAL Team Six does their job.

Once the nerve agent is ID'’d, the SEALs will be there in 14 minutes.

This is everything you need: a secure phone, passport, money.

And you would wear one of these at all times.

They'’re highly visible to our high-altitude surveillance drone

that will be keeping an eye on you 24-7.

What if I'’m caught or killed?

Don'’t be.

[Asian music playing]

[fighters kicking, boxing]

[whispering inaudibly]

Cho. Cho!

Come here!

[speaking Thai]

The American fighter tore his ACL.

He won'’t be able to compete.

It'’s not easy to replace a fighter right before the tournament.

The general insists we have an American fighter.

What about checking the IKF rankings,

see who'’s available?

Tore his ACL?

Yeah. It was confirmed in the press.

Well, this is not good.

Well, there'’s another option. We can use a number two.

All right. Get him.

I'’ll introduce him as number one.

You destroy him in the ring.

[exotic birds calling]

[camera shutter clicking]

I guess we'’re here.

Welcome to Myanmar, Mr. Schiff.

Just Scott'’s good. Very glad to be here.

I hope you had a great flight.

Yeah. Wasn'’t short.

Now we go by train, go to Golden Tiger.

Be faster than road. Road is very bad.

Oh. Well, how far?

Uh, train take two or three hour.

Bad road, maybe one day, one night.

Long time.

- Let'’s go. - Okay.

- No, I got it. - Okay.

Come to this side.

[Rittenhouse] Jenkins, what'’s the update?

We have confirmation Schiff is in country. This was shot an hour ago.

Anything on the buyers?

Nothing yet.

All right, let'’s keep this on a tight leash.

Yes, ma'’am.

[door closes]

[hydraulics hiss]

[train horn blares]

[wheels clang]

You sit here.

Hey, are you here for the tournament?

He does not speak English.

Oh. Is he a fighter?

He looks good.

[chaperone] Current world wushu champion.

He represent the People Republic of China.

Oh, China.

Mr. Schiff.

Uh, just Scott.

[in Mandarin] I will enjoy kicking your ass around the ring.

[in English] He welcome you and wish you luck in the competition.

Oh. That'’s so kind of you.

[in Mandarin] Tell him thank you.

And I wish him the best of luck in the ring as well.

Okay, we wait for car.

[suspenseful music playing]

[in Mandarin] I am here to help. I am Poe.

I hope your journey was a swift one.

Please come with me.

[in French] Hello Mr. Casseiux.

Hello.

Welcome to Golden Tiger Academy.

I am Ying and I will be your guide.

Thank you.

Welcome, Mr. Schiff.

My name is Nan. Welcome to the Golden Tiger Academy.

Thank you.

[Nan] How was your journey?

[Scott] The train was nice.

[Nan] I hear it'’s beautiful.

We'’re just going to pass through security.

If you could hand him your bags.

And I'’ll take your jacket, please.

Thank you very much.

[scanner beeping]

Watch.

Take off your watch.

[Scott] Okay.

There you go.

Gift for me?

No. You know, I need it.

For, uh, sport, boxing training, tournament.

I like. Gift for me.

Oh, okay.

Gift for you.

No. When finish tournament, you can take back.

Sorry for the extra security, but it'’s for your safety.

Sure.

[shouting, speaking Thai]

We always have trouble with workers.

- Hmm. Right. - Please.

So this is where we'’ll be holding the tournament.

[Scott] Is this all Golden Tiger?

[Nan] Yes. It was an ancient palace, abandoned years ago,

but now it'’s General Thiha'’s home,

and the academy.

Nice place.

- Your jacket? - Thank you.

If you'’ll follow me, I'’ll take you to where the training area is.

Lead the way.

[fighters throwing punches][Ying speaking French]

We'’ve trained more five-star fighters here at the Golden Tiger Academy

than anywhere else in the world.

That'’s impressive.

Who'’s that guy?

That'’s Zeya, our reigning Golden Tiger champion.

And over there is our General Thiha.

You'’ll be meeting with him tomorrow.

And with him is Nai, our previous champion.

If you can just follow me this way.

Visiting fighters will rest in these buildings.

Oh, wow!

That'’s something.

Do you think I can grab a phot--

Oh, right. You guys have my phone.

That'’s right.

How about a tour of the rest of the place?

I'’ll see if I can arrange something.

This is your dorm up ahead.

Home sweet home.

Here we are.

The general believes a humble existence

opens one'’s mind to a higher level of mindfulness.

So I see.

Today you rest from your travels,

tomorrow you will train.

Is there anything else I can get you, Mr. Schiff?

Nope.

I'’ve got everything I need

right here.

All right, then.

The welcome dinner is at 7:00 in the main training building.

You can meet your trainer then.

And I suggest you stay up until then to adjust to the local time.

Thank you. I'’ll just unpack, and I'’ll see you at 7:00.

As you wish.

[sighs]

Everything looks good.

Foreign fighters all here.

Seem pretty settled.

I am so excited about this tournament.

How about the buyers?

Should be no problems there.

They travel tomorrow. They'’ll be here soon.

You have it.

Why didn'’t you bring it to me at dinner?

[softly] Oh, shoot.

I'’m sorry.

I meant to.

We have no time.

So this is what we do.

You keep it

and search the buildings at the academy tonight.

Whoa. No, no.

I'’m supposed to deliver this to you.

You don'’t understand.

Everything here is controlled.

All the staff are searched.

And I'’m not allowed on grounds off-hours.

- So, just take a walk. - No.

Give it to me at training in the morning.

If it'’s lit, we are done.

There are guards, so don'’t be seen.

I have no idea where I'’m going.

What if they catch me?

You are a contestant.

You just arrived, slept through dinner

and took a walk just to clear your head.

It'’s all true, so it should be easy.

The IMS is automatic.

The closer you are to it, the more bars.

Yeah, yeah, they showed me.

Just follow the path around the property.

With luck, you'’ll be back in the room in 15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

Yeah, easy.

I can do that.[door closes]

Where have you been? I was getting worried.

Sorry, Mae.

Sent a rookie to deliver the device.

He didn'’t show at dinner.

So I had to change the plan.

A rookie?

Yeah.

An American kickboxer.

They used the tournament as cover to get him in.

Well, he must be a capable fighter to be invited.

I haven'’t seen him fight yet.

What about the nerve gas?

The American is checking right now.

So, if he finds it, can you stop?

We will know tomorrow.

[sighs]

I want all of this to be over, and you know that.

It will be, very soon.

I promise.

Father?

Yes?

I love you.

I love you too.

Now let'’s eat.

I have subject activity.

What time is it there?

10:30 p.m.

What the hell is he doing?

Looks like he'’s checking the buildings.

[suspenseful music playing]

This was not the plan. Where is Cho?

Look, Schiff is smart.

Maybe he'’s just thinking on his feet.

[dust pan clatters]

[speaks Thai]

Shh. People are trying to sleep. Scott Schiff. Mr. Schiff.

Fighter. Not you. I don'’t want to fight you.

[guard shouting] Damn it!

I don'’t want to fight you, man. That'’s a very sharp sword.

Take it easy! I don'’t wanna fight!

I'’m sorry about that. That'’s my fault.

Uh, that'’s my fault.

Take it easy!

Man, I told you to stop!

Oh, shit. You okay?

That looks bad. We should stop. We should stop, man.

Let'’s stop. Get that taken a look at.

Take it easy. Okay?

Okay.

It'’s a good thing you guys are here.

You speak English? Okay.

[shouting] All right, all right, all right.

Easy, easy.

[Rittenhouse] This is getting messy.

[Jenkins] It'’s fine.

He can hold his own.

If his cover is blown, this entire thing is a bust.

Let it play out.

What the hell is going on here?

He attacked the guard.

Your guard was trying to kill me.

And then this guy had to jump in.

I'’m afraid we haven'’t met.

I'’m Scott Schiff.

I was invited to participate in this tournament.

What are you doing out here at this hour?

Exercise helps with jet lag.

So I took a walk.

I was trying to explain to your men that I'’m a contestant.

Americans assume everyone speaks their language.

He doesn'’t.

But you do.

There'’s a curfew of 2200 hours.

Perhaps you were not told.

I'’m sorry. I didn'’t realize.

So let'’s start over.

I am General Thiha.

The academy and the Golden Tiger Tournament are mine.

This here is Nai, the former champion, now my chief of staff.

This is Zeya, our current champion.

[Scott] So,

I gotta go through you to get the belt.

We look forward to seeing you fight.

But for now, my men will show you back to your room.

Thank you, General.

Have a good night, Mr. Schiff.

Have a good night.

Do you believe him?

I don'’t believe in coincidences.

Keep a close eye on him.

USA, kale spinach.

Good.

Okay, yeah.

Kale and spinach every time.

Mm. It'’s good.

Me Singh.

Me Scott.

Thanks.

[Casseiux] Water, s'’il vous plaît.

Water, s'’il vous plaît.

Hey, go. Go on.

Water, s'’il vous plaît.

- Kale spinach. - I asked water, idiot.

De l'’eau.

Kale spinach good.

[speaks French]

[in English] I said water.

[speaks French]

[glass shatters][fighters] Whoa!

Easy, big guy.

[speaks Mandarin]

Hey, hey, hey! Stop!

[speaks French]

[in English] Hey, stop!

Go! Go!

- Okay, you okay? - Okay.

Okay, kale and spinach, good.

Careful.

Let'’s get you changed.

No, I'’m fine.

No, you'’re not.

Tell me exactly what happened last night.

You didn'’t tell me this place turns into a zoo at night.

It was crawling with security.

I barely had the chance to search every building before they caught me.

I was attacked.

Yes, I heard.

How unfortunate.

I did the best I could.

The watch stayed dark?

Yeah. Not a blip.

[zips bag] What did you tell them?

I told them exactly what you told me to say. They seem to have bought it.

Thiha is smart and paranoid. He will be suspicious.

Yes.

That is exactly why you need--

We need you to do one more thing.

No, no, no, no.

I'’m just a delivery boy.

You take it from here.

No. You have been noticed wearing the watch,

so it'’s best that the IMS stay with you.

I need you to bring it into town

so we can scan Thiha'’s place there.

What happened last night? Are we compromised?

No, ma'’am. I think we'’re still in business.

What I heard was that Cho got the device too late to stay on the compound,

so he had the kid do it.

Cho thinks I should get the IMS.

I can use it to scan all of Thiha'’s off-campus properties.

I'’ll debrief when I know more.

We don'’t have much time.

Thank you, ma'’am.

I'’ll let the chief know we'’re still up and going.

Maybe we should leave him in place and let him fight.

Might help Cho if he'’s still there.

We'’ve already been over this.

Schiff has one assignment: deliver the device.

I just think at this point the mission has changed,

and he'’s more good in than out.

And you'’re comfortable knowing you'’re the one

that asked him to put his life on the line?

He can do this.

I hope you'’re right.

When the event ends tonight,

everyone will be leaving at the same time.

So just follow me and try to mix in.

When you'’re outside,

turn left and follow the road into town.

Go to a nightclub called Havana Social.

And what do I do when I get there?

Just hang out.

Someone will contact you.

[camera shutter clicking]

[Nan] Assalamu alaikum.

[both] Alaikum salaam.

Welcome to the Golden Tiger Academy.

General Thiha is waiting for you in his office.

For now, I'’ll give you a tour of the facility.

Please?

[fighters shouting]

Welcome to the professional training area.

We'’ve trained more five-star fighters than anywhere else in the world.

Hey, US.

US, water.

- Water. - Kale and spinach?

Yeah!

Mm!

Gentlemen. Welcome.

Please.

Sit.

I trust that your journey was not too difficult.

I'’ve had worse.

Akhmed Umarov. It'’s good to see you.

Abu Abdullah Yassin.

The caliph sends his regards.

I'’m hoping that this

will be a profitable trip for all of us.

Is impressive setup you have got here.

It works well.

Now, as far as the tournament goes,

we have very interesting fighters on the card this year.

We would like to conclude a deal as soon as possible.[Yassin] I agree.

The buyers I represent are not the most patient people,

with all due respect.

With all due respect,

we agreed to a plan,

to watch the tournament with the other guests.

Any deviation and, uh, it will draw suspicion.

Tonight I will be presenting a special cultural exhibition,

so we'’ll negotiate tomorrow.

If we can reach an agreement,

the transfer can be made at the end of the tournament.

Tell your people

to stay with the plan.

[Nan chattering][person] Alaikum.

[Nan] Here we are. Enjoy the ceremony.

So, um... [clears throat]

...what about the local guy, Zeya?

That'’s the best Muay Thai fighter I'’ve ever seen.

He won the tournament the last three years.

So you know any Muay Thai?

Uh, kickboxing.

Oui.

[nasal horns blowing]

I want to welcome you all

to the Golden Tiger Tournament of Eight Limbs!

What makes our tournament unique

is our modification

of the mixed martial art rules,

which allow any form of stand-up kickboxing.

This year includes American kickboxing...

[applause]...savate,

wushu,

in addition to Muay Thai.

[applause]

This evening, we will all be treated

to an ancient Thai boxing Muay Kard Chuek exhibition.

[applause]

Let the tournament begin!

[cheering][applause]

[Asian music playing]

In the old days,

the fighters would wrap their hands with rope,

traditionally, to protect them.

Also serves to cut their opponent.

Interesting.

[shouting battle cries]

[applause]

[cheering]

[applause]

[spectators groan]

[cheering]

[music stops]

You were right. The fight was good.

That was only a demonstration.

In the tournament, it'’s real.

[indistinct chatter]

Just follow me.

[suspenseful music playing]

[crowd shouting, laughing]

[Latin music playing]

Your first time at Havana Social?

Huh. How could you tell?

I'’m Mae.

Scott.

Hmm. You'’re a fighter.

How did you know that?

You have fighter'’s hand.

And let me guess.

You must be here for General Thiha'’s tournament.

You know the general?

Of course.

Everyone in Myanmar knows the general.

- Right. - Hmm.

You, uh-- You always lived here?

No. Not in town.

We were too poor.

We live in the jungle, near the academy.

[laughs] The jungle. That sounds pretty rough.

Maybe for some.

But I love it there.

I live there with my father.

He works at the Golden Tiger.

Actually, you may know him.

His name is Cho.

[waiter] I'’m sorry!

[patron] What are you grabbing for?

Would you watch my drink for a minute?

[patron] I want the manager.

No, I want the manager. Eh?

Sorry, can I help you?

Let me get you another drink, sir.

Not another drink. I need a--

[groans][patrons gasping]

I am the manager.

Security.

Throw this man outside.

Come, Mr. Cho.

Sit with us.

How are the fighters looking?

Casseiux'’s good, but he'’s hotheaded.

The Chinese fighter could present a challenge for Zeya.

The American is a wild card.

A wild card?

Interesting choice of words.

It was quite unfortunate that Xavier Smith

sustained such serious injuries,

training until almost the final day.

But it was quite fortunate

that we found a replacement for him so quickly.

It worked out in the end.

Did you help with finding this person?

I can'’t take credit for that.

Nai found the American.

You'’re very humble, Mr. Cho.

It was you, wasn'’t it, that suggested searching the IKF rankings?

That'’s how we found all the fighters.

He wasn'’t here for 12 hours

and was in a fight with the guards.

After curfew.

I'’ve heard the guards jumped him.

He'’s in Kawthuang now,

escorted out by you against all our rules.

And what do you expect?

He'’s young and wants to explore.

Oh, this is the owner.

Nick Buckley.

Oh. Nick. Scott.

Nice to meet you. I'’m sorry about that little ruckus.

That'’s all right. She'’s good.

I would, uh-- I would hate to get on her bad side.

Oh, you would so hate - to get on her bad side. - Oh.

What can I get you to drink?

[Scott] Rum. Darker the better.

Well, let'’s get this man a Havana Club.

And then we'’ll take him upstairs. It'’s more private.

It was nice to meet you, Scott.

You as well.

[phone ringing]

Yeah.

I'’ll let the general know.

[whispering inaudibly]

The American is now at Havana Social.

Ah. A bee to honey.

As I said, he'’s young.

I have managed a significant degree of success in my life

due to my gut feeling and intuition.

And right now it is telling me that you are involved in this.

Involved in what?

That is what we want to know.

Why you helped the American out of the compound.

I'’ve already told you, he wanted a night out.

A night out?

At a club owned by an American who seemed to be expecting him.

A nightclub that your daughter works in.

This is ridiculous!

Hmm. Jesus.

Oh, this place is pretty cool for a field office.

[chuckles] Well, I spent a lot of years in Havana.

It gets in your blood.

Speaking of which, you look an awful lot like your father.

Or, what I should say is,

you look a lot like the way your father looked

the first time I saw him walk into Langley.

Yeah. And I met you.

When you were in diapers.

Small world.

It'’s getting smaller every day, Scott.

And that'’s what'’s brought these two pawns onto the same chess board.

What'’s our next move?

Well, we know the stuff'’s not at the academy now,

don'’t we, thanks to you?

I did the best I could.

Uh, I was interrupted by some overzealous guards.

Yeah, so I heard.

Well, I never thought Thiha was gonna keep the stuff in the compound anyway.

Where would he keep it?

He owns buildings all over the city.

Now, it'’s my hunch

that what he'’s done is he'’s stashed it somewhere nearby.

If we can find it, we can get the SEALs there in 14 minutes.

Where do you want me to look?

I don'’t.

Look, this is not going to plan,

and Langley wants to extract you.

It'’s the right move, Scott.

We don'’t want you here when this goes down.

But thank you for stepping up to the plate.

Your dad was the best agent I have ever met in my life.

He'’d be proud of you.

- Thank you. - So now what?

When Cho gets back, he will get you out.

In the meantime, you do nothing.

They'’re gonna know I got out.

Then you do what your dad always did:

stick to the truth until you can'’t.

I was at the Havana Social

just having a drink.

[sighs]

It is taught that a trained mind

avoids action that cause suffering and remorse.

I know the Five Precepts.

To lie or deceive is forbidden.

So is taking a life.

From great suffering comes great compassion.

With great compassion comes a peaceful heart.

You will pay for your karma.

He is stubborn.

But he'’ll break.

How about the American? Let'’s just get rid of him.

He knows nothing.

Yeah, but still, he'’s caused enough trouble.

We'’ll take care of it in the ring.

An unfortunate accident.

And Cho?

Alive for now.

[suspenseful music playing]

[music fades]

Father, I'’m home.

Father?

Welcome to the Golden Tiger Tournament of Eight Limbs.

Our first bout will feature

current and three-time world savate champion,

Gerard Casseiux!

[cheering]

His opponent, wushu grand master Kong Tou Nu!

[cheering]

Let this match begin!

This should be good because savate and wushu,

they'’re almost opposites in combat techniques.

[crowd booing]

- The big man will kill him. - Pay attention.

The little man more dancer than fighter.

He'’s only teasing him.

But if you want to make a wager...

[crowd booing]

Enjoying the fight?

It'’s close.

Are you ready for your match?

Ah, actually, I--

I think I pulled something training yesterday.

I'’m looking for my trainer.

Go to your locker room and I'’ll send someone to look at it.

He says he'’s injured and he'’s looking for Cho.

I'’ve sent him to his locker room.

Understood.

You met with Schiff?[Nick] Yeah, I did.

He seems like a nice guy.

He brought me the IMS,

and I'’ll use it to scan Thiha'’s properties later today.

We have confirmation the buyers are definitely at the Golden Tiger.

The nerve gas has to be nearby.

I mean, I can scan his properties--

and I'’ll do that today, that'’s about the best I can do--

but you know how I feel about this.

Get the SEALs in there now

or this is not going to end well.

I'’ll circle back to you at 1900.

I should be back by then.

We'’ll talk to you then.

Thank you, ma'’am.

[crowd cheering] Fight!

Is savate superior to wushu?

Savate, it means during training,

you need sparring partners.

There'’s going to be combative stuff,

but, uh, in wushu, during practice,

rote movements called katas.

Savate and wushu... play fighting.

Okay.

Yes.

[crowd groaning]

[bell clangs]

[cheering]

Nick, my father didn'’t come home last night.

Oh, damn.

The drone had him outside the academy gates at 2300 hours

with Scott.

If Thiha suspects something, he will have your father

under lock and key, and we don'’t have a lot of time.

The best way to find your father is for me to find the nerve gas.

Well, I'’m going with you.

- What'’s going on? - Where'’s Cho?

Cho'’s gone. Family emergency.

Here'’s your new trainer.

[groans]

Because you have both indulged me,

I have decided against a bidding war.

Okay.

I have four canisters of the VX nerve agent.

$2.5 mil each.

Pretty steep price.

Is it?

It can kill three million people

if released in a densely populated area.

Like Moscow?

Like Moscow.

I agree. Two canisters.

Or we can take them all if Mr. Umarov declines.

Mr. Umarov?

We will take the two canisters.

Here are the addresses for the Bitcoin accounts.

[camera shutter clicking]

- Deal. - Deal.

Why don'’t we go and enjoy the rest of the tournament?

Are you gonna fight or not?

Yeah, I'’ll fight.

[roars]

Look down all these lanes. Look down there.

[Mae] Nothing.

Still nothing.

How close do we have to be?

It can detect airborne traces of chemicals within 20 meters.

Still nothing.

I guess I was wrong. Maybe it'’s not here after all.

We have to keep looking.

Zeya is performing a traditional Wai Kru Muay Thai prefight ritual,

which pays homage to his teachers and his family.

How long this little dance will take?

He'’s sealing off the ring to block out negative forces.

[cheering]

The next fight is between current and three-time tournament champion,

Zeya Daw Shan!

[cheering]

[crowd chanting] Zeya! Zeya! Zeya!

His opponent, top contender

in the International Kickboxing Federation.

From the United States, Scott Schiff.

[scattered applause]

Let the fight begin!

[cheering]

[crowd booing]

Fight!

[applause]

[Scott groans] Yes.

[driver in Thai] Damn traffic, we should have gone this morning.

The slower the better. We'’re traveling with dangerous gas.

It'’s going to be in something big enough to carry those canisters.

It'’ll be in a truck or it'’ll be in an SUV or something.

What'’s the reading now?

You'’ve got one bar.

[watch beeping]

- Two bars now. - Okay.

- I think we'’re close. - Yeah.

We must be getting closer now.

It'’s got to be up here somewhere.

Three. Three bars.

That truck, there. That'’s it!

That'’s got to be it.

[in Thai] I think the red car is following us.

He'’s stopping.

- What? - Damn.

That'’s gotta be him. Do you still have three bars?

[Mae] Yeah.

[in Thai] Check it out.

[Nick] Oh, damn it.

I think he might have spotted us.

Okay, you get out, pretend you'’re shopping. Go on!

Shit!

Nick!

Nick!

[in Thai] They'’re still there.

Pull over the truck.

- Can I borrow your tuk-tuk? - Mine. No buy.

- I'’ll bring it back. - Mine!

Mine!

[shouting]

Sorry!

[shouts]

[cheering]

Fight!

[crowd chanting] Zeya! Zeya! Zeya!

Kill!

[crowd chanting] Zeya! Zeya! Zeya!

Do it!

Yes!

[bell clangs]

[bell clangs]

Hell of a finish.

Too bad your guy lost.

[cheering]

Very interesting fight.

But I think the American won.

[Mae] Crap!

Congratulations on your fight.

You fought admirably.

Uh, personally,

I think I kicked his ass.

I guess we'’ll settle it for real in the final.

You insult my integrity.

But you won'’t be fighting again.

So we will never know.

[groaning]

Listen, there'’s something you should know

before, uh, whatever'’s gonna happen next happens.

I'’m here because of your dad.

He died saving my life.

When we were--

We were in Kosovo.

It was black ops,

signaling for ordnance to come in.

All of a sudden, the door got kicked down.

There were two guys with Kalashnikovs,

and before you could blink your eye,

your dad just ran straight towards the guns.

He took a bullet, but it gave me time to get my sidearm out.

I got the other guy.

He died so I could live.

That'’s the kind of man your father was.

You know, at first I thought it would be beneficial

to extract information from you.

But I already know why you'’re here

and who you work for.

Are you familiar with the phrase

"actionable intelligence," Mr. Schiff?

I admit you'’ve caused minor problems.

But you have no actionable intelligence.

The silence confirms it.

All that'’s left is to tie up the loose ends.

This is Dr. Phet.

He introduced me to succinylcholine.

It'’s a drug that, uh, induces paralysis,

asphyxiation

and death.

So, if you'’ll excuse me, gentlemen,

I will leave you and Dr. Phet to perform his magic.

It'’s done.

Make sure Phet leaves before you go, okay?

Will do.

Don'’t touch him, damn bastard.

I am here to take you on a magical ride.

Nick.

Palm tree by the sea.

- Hey! - It is just you and the palm.

Stop it!

My mother used to sing to me

when I was upset like you.

Just relax.

No!

[Phet humming softly]

[Mae shouts]

The needle, the needle!

[Scott] Quick, get the knife!

Nick!

Nick.[Scott] Mae...

He'’s gone.

Grab the IMS. Cut me loose.

We gotta go.

[Mae, softly] I'’m so sorry.

All right, what do we know?

Buckley and Cho are still MIA. Nothing on Schiff.

The director told me again today

the president won'’t authorize anything without rock-solid intel.

Our hands are tied.

At this point, it'’s up to them not to become collateral damage.

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey, USA.

USA.

Kale spinach?

Stop them!

Water? Water?[Nan] Somebody, stop them!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

[Mae] All right, let'’s go.

Scott!

USA A-okay.

[guards shouting]

Boss!

Dr. Phet is dead, and the American escaped.

The guards chased Schiff and some woman into the jungle.

Cho'’s daughter.

I'’ve sent a security team after them.

This way!

[guards shouting]

Quick! Over here!

[guards shouting]

[inaudible]

Come.

Scott.

[guards shouting in distance]

What?

Slow down. Where are we going?

I don'’t know, Scott.

I don'’t even know what I'’m doing anymore.

This is all my fault.

Mae, this isn'’t your fault.

I did this.

All right? I screwed up this mission.

- But I'’m gonna fix it. - Oh, yeah?

Can'’t you see we'’re being hunted like animals right now?

And your government is not doing anything.

They'’re the problem.

I need your help, Mae.

Tell me exactly what happened.

We located the VX gas. It was in the truck.

Did Nick get word to Washington?

No, everything just happened too fast.

But I know where the truck is.

It turned off when I was chasing Nick'’s car.

Wait, how were you chasing Nick'’s car?

I just-- I just stole a tuk-tuk.

[Thiha] I thank you both for indulging my passion for the martial arts.

Now, I know how anxious you are to complete this transaction.

So I'’ve decided to move the date forward.

- Excellent. - Thank you, General.

That'’s good news.

And what about delivery?

As soon as my bank receives the funds,

the product will be released.

Works for me.

The safe house isn'’t far.

[whispering] That'’s the truck.

[beeping softly]

Bingo.

We need to get this open.

- Can you keep a lookout? - Sure.

Hey.

- Be careful. - You too.

[shouting]

[coughing][Scott] Mae!

There'’s a canister missing.

Where is the canister?

Where is my father?

Where is Cho?

[screams]

Inside.

Mae, wait!

Look, we need to think a minute here.

We'’re completely outnumbered. We can'’t just rush in there.

Scott, we don'’t have time. We need to get inside now.

No, we need backup. Let me get the SEALs in here.

They'’ll never come.

- Just give me one minute. - Okay, fine.

- Don'’t move. - Please hurry.

Okay, one minute.

[shouting, groaning in distance]

[drone buzzing]

[camera shutter clicks]

Gentlemen,

I have prepared a proper demonstration for you today.

Rest assured,

the clean room that we'’ve built

requires no extra safety precautions.

[Cho groaning]

[guards shouting][Cho groaning]

Father!

[Thiha] Put her in there with her father.

[Thiha chuckling]

[beeping]

Mae!

Father and daughter together again. Beautiful.

[chattering in distance]

Please, General, let us proceed with the test.

But of course.

General, may I?

Be my guest.

[Thiha] Once this test is over...

[Scott] General Thiha.

The Golden Tiger Academy.

A tournament of true martial arts.

What a joke.

The moment you rigged that tournament,

you proved yourself to be a fraud

and your champion, just your dancing clown.

You trusted this guy to make a deal?

Mr. Schiff, get inside.

Now, wait a second, General.

You promised your guests a fight.

Prove you'’re a man of your word.

Let me fight Zeya again.

If I win, they go free.

Boss, I want to fight him.

No. Put him inside!

Wait, General.

I would like to see this fight.

Yeah, why not?

What'’s the matter, General?

You don'’t think your fighter can win in a real fight?

We both know who won the first fight.

Okay.

Let them out.

[alarm beeping]

[beeping stops]

What the hell is going on?

[indistinct radio chatter]

[bomb bursts]

[soldiers shouting]

Get down, get down!

[coughing, gagging]

This is US agent Scott Schiff

with two local agents in escort.

So hold your fire! Do not shoot!

I repeat, do not shoot!

Copy, copy. We'’ve identified Schiff and friendlies.

Stand down!

[gas hissing]

Active nerve agent in that room.

There'’s exposed nerve gas.

There'’s three more tanks outside.

- You'’ll need a hazmat team. - It'’s over.

Command Center, this is Team Leader.

Secure all vehicles. Requesting a hazmat team.

[SEAL] Hostages secured, targets in custody.

Target Alpha deceased.

Agent Schiff.

[clears throat]

Schiff here.

Schiff. It'’s good to hear your voice.

You too, ma'’am.

Your dad would be proud.

Why you were ever an analyst, though, I'’ll never know.

Hmm, me neither.

Seems you'’ve made quite the impression here, Scott.

How'’s the team?

The team? Well... [clears throat]

...I'’m very sorry to report we lost Nick Buckley.

He was a true hero.

Cho and Mae, they put their lives on the line.

I wouldn'’t be here without them.

We owe them a lot.

Look, we'’re gonna need a full debrief.

But for now, thank you.

Thank you, ma'’am.

[intense rhythmic music playing]

[crowd cheering]

[bell clangs]

[bell clangs]

[cheering]

[peaceful Asian music playing]

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