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Hello?

What? No, it's
a bloody awful line.

Oh. Yes.

No, no. Listen...

I made it perfectly clear,
I'm not passing a report like

that to the sub-committee.

And what the hell happened
to the car at the airport?

No!

They've put me on
a bloody bus with the...

Never mind.

Make sure I have one
on standby at the hotel.

No, thanks.

This your first time
in Kosovo?

- Mmm-hmm.
- Fucking awful dump.

After 50 years of Serbian communism
and a bloody civil war, Mr. Bailey,

what would you expect?
A holiday camp?

Still, no doubt they'll appreciate
your invaluable advice on...

Infrastructure
privatization.

Ahh...

And then they'll be able to turn the
whole country into a shopping complex.

Okay, well, send her
some flowers.

Could you turn
the air con up?

Hello? Hello?

Did I hear you say you
were an economic advisor?

Yes. From Erasmus
University of Rotterdam.

So have you any nice
investment tips for me?

My advice would be to spend all
your money as soon as you get it.

Why's that?

Well tomorrow you might be dead.

You should make that
the title of your report.

Yes, it's catchy.

What're you laughing at?

Husband?

Boyfriend...

Ex-boyfriend.

What do they want?

Tell them we're part
of the EU Mission.

They don't need to see
our passports.

♪ Strike Back 02x07 ♪
Episode 7
Original Air Date on September 30, 2011

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♪

Okay. Your turn.

Yes, ma'am.

You fucking
kidding me...

All right.

Shit timing, pal.

- Where're you going?
- Uh...

Work.

Am I gonna
see you again?

Truthfully,

probably not.

That orgasm I had...

Yeah. You're gonna
tell me you faked it?

Actually...

Morning.
Target's in town.

Yeah, right.

You look like shit.

Thanks.

- No sleep.
- Yeah? Pretty, was she?

She's hot.
Yeah?

Do everything
you wanted?

- Mmm-hmm.
- Good girl.

She's really talented.

Well, that's brilliant.

Did you remember to deflate
her when you were done?

Yeah, yeah.

What's up?

Boys.

- We good to go?
- Change of mission.

About 8:00 last night,
five EU officials were kidnapped

leaving Pristina Airport
in Kosovo.

They were kidnapped
by this man,

Fatmir Hasani, one-time
member of the Kosovan

Liberation Army.

Also the biggest heroin
trafficker in the Balkans.

He runs what amounts to
his own state within a state

and he's got an army
to go with it.

In return for the hostages,
Hasani's demanding

the release of Agim Rama,

Rama's Hasani's cousin

and the terrorist responsible
for the attack on the US

Marine Base in the Philippines

and linked to the bombings
in London in July, 2005.

We arrested him
a month ago in a joint op

with the Austrians.

Where is he now?

Here. In a maximum security prison
just outside Vienna.

Your mission is to take
Rama back to Kosovo

and secure the release
of the hostages.

Use civilian cover
for the prison.

So this guy killed
American soldiers?

Langley's going to love us,
letting him go.

If we don't produce Rama,
Hasani has threatened to kill

the hostages in six hours.

I thought we didn't
negotiate with terrorists.

One of the hostages,
posing as a trade delegate...

Is in fact John Allen,
Ml6's expert on

White Muslim Terror.

And, according
to Gerald Crawford,

the British intelligence
officer working is for Latif.

Now, this chap was coming to Vienna.
That's why we're here.

He was. Probably
to interrogate Rama.

But there's been a change of plan.
We don't happen to know why.

Ahh, somebody probably mentioned
that we were looking for him...

Hey.

Allen may have information
about Project Dawn.

I want you to get him out.

And if we can't?

Then make damn sure that
he can't help Latif anymore.

So the minute we're
onto Allen, he changes up,

detours to Kosovo,

and then gets kidnapped
by this guy's cousin.

You ever feel like
you're not getting told

the whole story?

Come on.

Not everything's a conspiracy.
Could just be a coincidence.

You want to take that chance?

Good.
Thank you.

We finally got that
list of all Allen's

contacts from MI6.

He has been a busy boy.
All right. Thank you.

...Crossing.

Aww...

That's gonna be you
pretty soon, buddy...

It is yours, isn't it?
You have the test?

You're such a twat.

I can understand you're
stressed about having a baby.

I'd be stressed, too.
It's natural.

Look, the reason I'm not
gonna have this conversation

is because you're the type
of bloke who thinks

a relationship with a woman

is going half on
a pack of rubbers.

No, that's just a quality.

Hey, if you need me to be
the godfather, I'm there for you.

Hey, mate, I'm making
the phone call.

Listen, I'll call you right away.

Nice bike.

What the hell?
Fuck.

Christ's sake!

Hey! Hey!

Who sent you?

Mine's gone.

Who sent...

Shit.

Cyanide pill.

Fucking serious?

Let's get out of here. Move.
ah, yeah, yeah.

They look pissed.

Heads or tails, buddy?

Heads.
Ha. You lose.

I'm waiting for
an explanation.

A motorbike came up
alongside the van,

put a magnetic charge
on the side.

And?

We followed the attackers.

Resulting in the deaths
of two men in broad daylight

in front of witnesses.

You're not even supposed
to be in the country!

Come on.
We got the guys.

That was not the mission.
That was not the priority.

You were to transport the asset
in exchange for John Allen.

Instead, we have
a blown mission,

the entire Austrian
Police Force on full alert,

and a dead asset.

Hmm. He's in the boot.

What?

Rama. We put him
in the trunk. Hello.

Ta-da.

Any particular reason?

Yeah.

Something didn't
smell right.

And so you allowed him to depart
from the agreed movement order?

He's got a great
sense of smell.

The fact is, Colonel,
someone knew exactly what

we were doing with Rama.

Kinda makes
you wonder, huh?

Get him to Kosovo.
Make the trade.

Bring Allen back.

Copy that.

She makes it
sound so easy.

Yeah. I mean, what could
possibly go wrong?

Come on, mate.

All right. What have
we got here?

Rough Guide to Kosovo.

"Lawless narco-state
with token

UN peacekeeping force."

"Languages spoken..."
How is your Albanian?

Wanna give me a hand,
princess?

I'm guarding
the prisoner.

What else we got here?
"Corruption endemic."

I'm paraphrasing here but
principle economic activities

are gun-running,
smack and hookers.

Sounds like Brighton.

Did I mention the trade
in human organs?

Seriously.

Charming.

Last but not least,
Hasani, your boyfriend,

used to be Kosovo
Liberation Army.

And we know who trained
those fuckers, don't we?

Well, let's just hope
they weren't paying attention.

What would they
want with us?

Probably money.

That's what it's
always about, isn't it?

But I'm just an agronomist,
for God's sake!

No, you're forgetting.
I'm a Member of

the European Parliament.

Maybe it's not
about any of us...

You're both
gonna die!

What was that?

You are both
gonna die!

Scott, I didn't know
he spoke English.

Probably the only thing
that he can say.

See it?

Duct tape.

Come here!

Ladies and gentlemen.

I apologize for your ordeal.
It's almost over.

In an hour or so you will be
exchanged for an innocent

Kosovan national,

after which you will
be free to leave.

Thank you, sir.

Sierra. Delta.
Can you hear me?

Roger, Zero Alpha.

When you land you'll be
met by a member of KFOR,

the peacekeeping force.

He knows the area.
He'll do what he can for you.

The Ministry is on the phone
again, and the Ambassador

is still holding.

Proceed immediately
to the coordinates given

for the handover.

Roger that.

And one more thing.
Kosovo is a political powder keg.

I want a clean,
surgical mission.

Clean and surgical.

Yeah, copy that.

We sticking to the movement
order on this one?

No fucking way, dude.

No fucking way.

Thanks, buddy!

Move.

How're you doing?

I'm Donoghue.
Scott.

US Army and KFOR
contact for the area.

Where's the other guy?

What other guy?

I was told there'd
be two of you.

Yeah, well, they pulled
him out last minute.

No sense in killing
two of us, huh?

Hasani owns these forests...
All right.

So we can't go
in there with you.

Okay.

But I'll wait here
as long as I can.

Copy that.

Good luck.

Thanks for the jeep.

Holding on?

Status?

All right.
I'm here.

I see the hostages.
All of them are there.

Leave your weapon
in the jeep.

Time to go, huh?

Out.

Come here.

Let's go for a walk.

Moving forward
to the exchange point.

I can't understand a fucking
word you're say, buddy, so...

Shut up.
You understand that?

Go!

Shut up.

Howdy, folks.
My name is Scott.

I'm here to take you home.

Thank you very much,
Mr. Scott.

It's my pleasure, ma'am.

Down! Down! Down!

Quickly! This way!

Stay down! Stay down!

Delta, report?
What's happening?

Status update.

So much for the clean,
surgical approach.

Go, Scott.

Now. Move.

Get in the jeep!

Fucking move!
Come on. I'll help you!

This way. Keep going!

Keep going!
Keep going!

Goddamn it!

Nearly there!

Get in the fucking jeep!

Come on. Get in!

What are you doing?
Out of the way!

Stay down!

Everybody all right?

Yeah?

What's the matter?
Why are we stopping?

Shut up.

Sierra. This is Delta.
Where are you? Come on.

For God's sake,
let's get out of here!

Shut up, or you can
get out and walk!

Thank you.

Sierra on the six!
Come on!

Ladies and gentlemen,
F-Zero Alpha, we are clear

with the hostages.

Repeat, we are clear
with the hostages.

Heading back to the RV,
Donoghue and the KFOR unit, now.

E.T.A. five.

There's a chopper en route
to the US base to pick you up.

Copy that.

They pulled it off.

What?

You know
my reservations about Scott.

He doesn't trust us.

And I certainly
don't trust him.

Scott. What's the status
of the Asset?

Asset is deceased.
Michael blew his head off.

Negative, Colonel.
Target was taken out

by a clean head shot

from outside the handover zone.
It wasn't me.

What the hell
is going on?

Give me
a visual, now...

Yes.

Of course. No problem.
In any case,

I've got what we need.

So where did you get your
Special Forces training, huh?

What?

I saw you back there.
You did good, soldier.

Thank you.

You can be part
of my team, anytime.

Fuck me.

Problem?

It's saying
we're out of gas.

How far to
the main forces?

Yeah, we're close.

Thank fuck.

Hey, buddy, bring me
up something out of that bag.

I've got
an empty weapon, here.

Here.

Thanks.

So, was this the spot?

What do you think?

So where's
the KFOR unit?

Yeah, I'm wondering
the same thing.

Zero, this is Delta.

We are at the RV,
no sign of KFOR unit.

Repeat, no sign of KFOR unit.

All right,
we're onto it.

Get hold of Donoghue, now.
Roger that.

Do you want to tell me something?
Yeah, go on.

If you didn't take out
Rama, then who did?

That's a good question.

It's a good mission, huh?

Tell me about it.

Is this kind
of thing normal?

Uh, yeah.

Colonel.

Okay. Proceed due south
to the secondary RV.

We'll divert the chopper
to pick you up there.

Negative.
Transport's out of gas.

We'll make a few miles,
but no more.

Fucking Donoghue.

I can't get hold of Donoghue, but
they were in position, last they heard.

Jesus Christ. No, no, no...

I mean, obviously they've gone
to the wrong clearing.

No, no, no. That's absurd.

Well, can't we get a chopper
in closer to where they are?

Hasani has ground-to-air
missiles. In those forests

it's a suicide mission.

For Christ sake's,
someone give me something.

Okay...

That's the end of the road, ladies
and gentlemen. Everyone out.

Come on.

Get out on my side, Dana.

Look at this.

All right,
this is Zero Alpha.

Yeah. Gotcha.

Three miles
from you're positioned,

there's a car park.

Yeah? Tell me it's just next to a
fried chicken joint, please.

It's a heroin
processing plant

belonging to Hasani.

There's a large parked vehicle
northwest of the perimeter.

Suggest you requisition.

Roger that.
Co-ordinates?

Head two-three-zero
degrees southwest.

Hit a railway line,
turn right and follow that.

Copy that.

Hey, Allen,
hand me that bag.

That's for you two.

Can you carry that?

Al, out of the jeep,
buddy.

Everyone with me?

Oy, come on.

We're not leaving you.
Let's go.

Michael? On the move?

You all right?

Wrong shoes, wrong clothes,
wrong life.

Don't worry.

We'll have you back
to your home and your

job in no time at all.

You can do all the shoe shopping
you want.

You're making fun of me?

No.

After this they can
take their job and shove it

up their fucking ass.

Wow.

What?

You're pretty
fucking cool.

That's what.

It's not much further.
There's transport up ahead.

I suppose that means
stealing a car.

No. Borrowing one.

Oh, dear.

We're here to monitor,
mentor and advise, you know.

Yeah, well, perhaps
next time, eh?

The vehicle
should be ahead of you.

Copy that.

Rest up.

Off the track.

Down. Down, down, down.

Everyone down.
Get down.

I need everyone
to wait here, all right?

We're just gonna go
for a little walk.

Stay down.
Michael, on move.

Ow!

We have eyes
on vehicle.

But the place is crawling
with hostiles.

There's a safe evac point
25 miles south.

Can you make it on foot?

Negative.

The mission priority
is getting John Allen out.

You can't afford to take any
casualties acquiring the vehicle.

If you can evac on foot
with Allen, you must.

Negative.

I can't leave
the women behind.

Me, neither.

Allen's not
in great shape.

There is no option.

Just give us
a minute.

Yeah.

Bailey, Come here.

I need you guys to stay put,
10, 15 minutes.

Just stay here.

Nice bass?
Yeah.

Look, uh...

We're never going
to get out of here on foot.

And that vehicle
is pretty heavily guarded.

I'm going to give you
a coms back to our base.

They'll do their best
to get you out of here. Okay?

Why me?

You're the only other person
with Special Forces training, right?

I need you to look after these
people until I get back.

You can do that
for me?

Yeah.
Okay?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Good luck.

What's going on
with you and the accountant?

I like her.

You guys have known each other
for a whole three hours,

and she's walking around without
your handprint on her ass.

I don't know
what to think.

I don't know.

She's different.

Different? What do you mean?

You haven't shagged
a blonde this week?

No. I don't mean that.

I do mean this, though.

"Fuck you."

Yeah, that's
more like it.

Anyway, you got your
own thing going on.

She's a little old for my taste.
Mrs. Heath?

I'd rather be saving her than
some toerag spook.

Yeah.

One for the ladies?
Fuck yeah.

Don't move! Don't move!

Down. Stay down!
Who the fuck are you?

They make us work here.

This all heroin?

Yes.
Yeah?

Don't shoot, please!

Stay here.

Move, move, move.
Stairs left, buddy.

What the hell
are they doing?

Fun times.

Wanna blow some shit up?

Grant's gonna hate us.

What's new?

Fuck her.

We're going for the vehicle.

Grenade!

Go left!

Unit...there.

Better have a full
fucking tank.

Fuck me!

Shit!

Come on!

Let's go.

Report.

Uh... The transport's
destroyed.

Evacuate.

Shit.
What are they doing?

Please.
Take us with you.

They will kill us.
Please.

Here. Stay close.

Scott! Scott...

Yeah, I got it!
Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick.

Fuck, fuck. Friendlies,
friendlies, friendlies.

That's our guy,
Donoghue!

You all right?

Jesus, Scott, the whole camp was
out looking for you.

They were gonna bust me
back down to private. Come on!

My God!
The US cavalry really exists!

Where the fuck
were you?

We'll debrief
that shit later.

This is one of Hasani's
heroin-processing facilities

you just blew up.

He's gonna be pissed.

You're telling me
you knew about this shit?

Hey, he lets us operate,
not the other way around.

That's just how it is.

Now, get in the truck.
We gotta move.

Come on!
Let's fire it up and go!

Hey. You're with me.

Bad soldier, huh?
Disobeying orders?

You all right?
Yeah.

Mr. Donaghue. Stonebridge.
Okay, let's go!

Thank you.

This is Sierra.
We've caught up with the KFOR escort.

Heading back to the US Base.
All hostages are intact.

I repeat,
all hostages are intact.

Understood.
And, Mike, well done.

Get them a chopper.
I need to get some fresh air.

Headlines?

Basic impression,
he seems in good shape.

He used alcohol,
but in moderation,

he lied about his work
in a believable way

and kept the conversation
neutral and light.

In fact, past a certain
superficial point,

I found Sergeant Scott
completely impenetrable,

intellectually
and emotionally.

And the rest?

In bed there was
nothing weird or violent.

He didn't talk in his sleep
and in the morning he finished

it quickly and honestly.

Good.

Did you find
him attractive?

That's utterly irrelevant.

Great day, huh?

Worst day of my life.
But somehow the best.

You know?
To be so afraid.

You feel this
all the time?

Yeah. Just another
day in the office, you know?

Well, today...

Today feels like I got
a Christmas bonus.

What's that?

Don't worry.
They'll let us through.

Will you hold me?

Yeah.

Sure.

Come here.

It's going to make
a bloody good article, though.

My Hostage Hell,
by Christopher Manning.

For Christ's sake...

Shh, shh...

It's okay.
It's okay.

You're okay.

Here. Come here.

Fuck me,
you're beautiful.

Put it down.

Now.

Fuck!

Many thanks,
Major Donoghue.

Fucking piece of shit,
Donoghue.

Sorry, pal.

Piece of shit.

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