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- Do you remember me, Minister?
- You are Jacob Pearce.

JACOB: I want to show you
something. This is what they do to you

- inside a Taliban jail.
- Please, I have a daughter.

My men also had daughters.
They had sons, they had wives,

they had families,
and you betrayed them.

And they were slaughtered.
And that is because of you.

Who are you?

Vincent Taleb. I am the Minister
of Defence's protection officer.

Rowan and Philippe decided that
the best way to deal with Pearce

was to betray him to the Taliban.
Sucks being lied to you, doesn't it?

Matis Garnier,
Head of Counter Terrorism.

- I'm leading the Task Force.
- Zara Taylor, MI6.

And what about the weapons
recovered from the embassy?

Forensics were able to recover
one of them.

It's been traced to an
arms dealer, Karim Hassan.

MATIS: He's our lead to Pearce.
We gotta find this guy.

JACOB: My name is Jacob Pearce.
Captain Jacob Pearce.

I'm a soldier
with the French Foreign Legion.

I want people out there
to know my story.

I want them to know the truth.

What was done to me.
And what was done to my men.

VINCENT: He's here.

- Do you have him?
- ZARA ON RADIO: I've got him.

Look at this. Who is he kidding?

VINCENT: Well, maybe
he likes strawberries?

What, an arms dealer travels
all the way across Paris

to buy the ingredients
of a fruit salad?

He's handed the backpack off.
Stay with him.

I have eyes on the bag.

My bad. Désolé, désolé!

Police! C'est la police!

Vincent! What the hell
happened at the market?

Now, we have a dead arms dealer
and a civilian in the hospital

with concussion!

I get you both transferred
to the task force

and this is how you repay me?

It was a genuine mistake.
Very similar backpacks.

- Similar backpacks, huh?
- ZARA: Yeah.

JACOB: Three. Two.

Hello?

JACOB: I've just been reading
the KMI's annual report.

You're making a fortune selling
weapons to very bad people.

What do you want?

JACOB: Hard to put a price
on the lives of 23 men.

Six years of imprisonment
and torture.

One hundred million euros
should just about cover it.

You want me to pay you
100 million euros?

That's the same profit you made
supplying weapons

to the Afghan Government.
Seems fair to me.

Why would I pay you anything?

Because if you don't, I'll start
killing people you know until you do.

And then we'll all see how
much value you place on the lives

of your family, your friends,
and your colleagues.

I have a sniper on a rooftop
somewhere in Paris.

He's gonna kill someone
very close to you

unless you agree to pay me
the money I ask.

I wonder who
it will be. It could be anyone.

But if you pay me, they will
live.

You're bluffing.
I'm not paying you a single euro.

JACOB: Well, that was a mistake.

I did say it would be someone
very close to you.

There's a link in the email
I sent you.

Click on that
when you're ready to pay.

MATIS: Pearce is threatening
to keep killing

Moulin's family and friends
until he pays up.

Do we know why Pearce
is targeting Moulin?

A minister in the Afghan
government stole some money

that was supposed to pay
for a hospital.

Pearce kidnapped the Minister
and held him hostage

until the money was returned.
The Afghans were furious.

They threatened to cancel a defence
contract with Moulin's company.

So, Moulin put pressure on Philippe
to betray Pearce to the Taliban?

You think Moulin bribed
Philippe?

Moulin denies it,
but I think he's lying.

He's given us a list
of his family and friends.

We're warning anyone
who may be a target.

LUCAS: We've been scanning
the CCTV from the area.

This is from the street
next to the market.

And this is from the building
the sniper fired from.

It's the same guy.

FREJA:
You want to start?

JACOB: There was one guard,
he said his name was Hassan.

You could see in his eyes he
enjoyed inflicting pain on others.

Some days he would beat me,
torture me, rape me.

Other days, he would
just want me to hold him.

JACOB: Philippe Bardin,
Rowan Alexander and Pascal Moulin

betrayed me and my men
to the Taliban.

My men...

all my men,

were murdered for
political and financial gain.

- Do I get one of those?
- No.

You get one of these.

VINCENT: Lose the
siren.

Allo? Monsieur Blanchet?

Zara!

This is
embarrassing.

You okay?

Why were you discharged
from the army?

I read your service record.
It said you disobeyed orders.

You read my service record?

Yeah. If I'm gonna work with
someone, I need to know who they are.

And I can find out anyway,
so you may as well tell me.

We were in the hills,
watching a compound.

I... I see a Boko Haram
commander arriving.

I light the target with a laser
and call in an airstrike.

But then, his family arrived.

The kids
are running around, laughing.

I radio it in, but they
don't call off the strike.

So, I redirect the laser
to a derelict building.

The missiles go in.

And the only thing they kill
is a goat.

And they kicked you out?

I need to go meet a friend.
Can you drop me off?

Yeah, sure.

- Your friend is in there?
- Yeah. It's all good.

See you tomorrow!

- Hey, hey. Thea.
- Mmm.

Thea? Hello, my love.

- Hello.
- Hey, how are you doing?

Hey, beautiful.

ZARA: I told you not to wait.

Don't.

Sorry.

That's right.

I'm gonna close the door.

ZARA: Should we take these off?

Come on, my love.

Love you.

She keeps telling me she's quit.

I mean, I get mad at her, but
I'm lying to her too, you know?

- She doesn't know what I do.
- You've never told her?

She's an addict.

I'm risking my job
just being with her.

And yeah, I know I should leave
her.

I love her.

So, yeah, now you know my
personal life is a total mess.

Well, I'm going home to an empty
flat

to drink a warm beer
because my fridge is broken.

- So...
- Okay.

Suddenly, my life
doesn't seem so bad.

You want me to stay?

Uh, I think we've done
enough sharing for one night.

See ya.

Hey, uh... Thanks.

- Bonjour.
- Bonjour.

- VINCENT: Bonjour.
- Bonjour.

You okay?

Yup.

- How's Thea?
- She was still asleep when I left.

What are you gonna do?

- Right now?
- Hmm.

I'm gonna focus on my job and pretend
my girlfriend isn't a drug addict.

That seems healthy.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

MATIS: Zara, Vincent, come here.

Shut the door.

I just spoke with my contact
at the CIA.

A few weeks after Pearce was
rescued, he checked himself out

of the military hospital
and flew to Pakistan.

While Pearce was in Lahore,

someone planted an
explosive device under his car.

What about the CIA?
They know who was responsible?

- That's all they've got.
- Someone was trying to stop Pearce

revealing how he was betrayed
to the Taliban?

You think it could be
Philippe Bardin?

Maybe. I talked
with the Security Services.

They're claiming they
don't know anything about it.

I mean, the Security Services
aren't gonna admit they're responsible

- unless they have to.
- Mmm-hmm.

Pearce wasn't using his car that
day.

An Afghan national, Amina
Sayyid,

and her two children
were killed in the explosion.

ZARA: Was he in a relationship
with her?

MATIS: It looks that way, yes.

ZARA: Well, it certainly
explains why Pearce is so pissed.

PASCAL: Joel?

Joel?

Joel?

His
dad has a tracker on his phone.

He's at Jardin
des Grands Explorateurs.

VINCENT: I'll go around
the other side.

ZARA ON RADIO:
Does anyone have eyes on him?

GERVAIS: I see him.
Green hoodie, black cap.

ZARA: I've got him.

Joel!

VINCENT: Police! Out of the way!

ZARA ON RADIO: I think he's
in the red tower, do you see him?

VINCENT: I don't have a shot.

Okay. You see the ice cream
cart?

ZARA: I see it.

You need to break cover
and run for it.

You want me to run towards him?
Are you insane?

The trees will block his view.
He'll have to change position,

and I'll have a shot.

You want to stay there?

ZARA: I'm not loving my options.
VINCENT: So, run fast.

I was gonna walk slowly
waving my arms.

Give me your hoodie.

Anytime you're ready.

Vincent?

I think he's down.

ZARA: Drop it! Drop your gun!

VINCENT: Do you ever think
that's going to be you lying there,

bleeding out?

I try not to think about it.

How's that going?

Mon Coeur!

The first time Amina saw me
this way, she...

She tried so hard not to cry.

Didn't want to make me feel bad,
I guess.

Said it didn't matter
what I looked like.

Didn't change anything,
how she felt about me.

How she felt about us.

Very strange.

If anyone else would have said
that, I wouldn't have believed them,

but she was very honest.

She was very kind.

Thank you.

Pascal Moulin just clicked on
the link in the email you sent.

It seems like he's ready to pay.

Huh.

My people need to know
before we do anything.

Don't want to upset them now, do
we?

No, you really don't.

You know, this kind of operation
costs serious money.

How is Pearce funding it?
He hasn't got a pot to piss in.

Pot to piss in?

It means someone who's broke.

Must be getting the money
from somewhere.

The IT guys hacked the sniper's
burner phone.

Pearce was messaging
instructions.

One of the messages refers
to a guy called Cedric Duval.

- Who is he?
- Don't know. Trying to identify him.

Thanks.

- Okay.
- Vincent. Vincent!

Hmm?

AMINA: We are going to the market.

Is there anything you need?

No. No. No, thank you.

Not today.

What is it? Jacob?

I...

I never thought I'd see you
again.

I won't be long.

No.

Ah.

- Where is your family?
- They're sleeping.

- We'd better not wake them, then.
- I paid you.

- I paid you!
- Let's go.

This is a message to the others.

I can't be bought.
I can't be negotiated with.

And I'm coming for them.

Understand me?

Coming for all of them.

FREJA: Jacob?

Go.