(panting)
(phone ringing)
(beeps)
Hey, Laurel.
Oh, my gosh,
it's a beautiful sunrise.
It's great. I wish you...
(grunting)
(zip tie tightens)
(grunting, panting)
What are...
(grunts)
(grunting)
(engine revs, tires screech)
(grunts) I don't know what you
want, but I'm not resisting.
(panting)
What...
Look, if you'd just--
just talk to me...
MAN:
Be quiet and listen.
Who is this?
Your name is Dwayne Pride.
I know everything about you.
Pay attention.
These people owe their lives
- or deaths to you.
- What's this about?
You'll be given instructions
over the next few hours.
It's imperative you comply.
If you don't, someone dies.
Do you understand?
Who are you?
This isn't a conversation,
Mr. Pride.
You will comply.
What? No. No.
(panting)
Wha-- No.
Wait.
Do you understand?
Yes! Yes, I understand!
Please, wait.
Please...
(grunts)
(beeps)
(groans)
(through earwig): Every move
you make will be monitored.
Every second you take
will be accounted for.
Wait, please, please,
can I talk to Loretta?
(grunting)
(panting)
Give you a hand?
(grunts)
What?
What? No.
Suit yourself.
I don't have time for you.
You still have some time,
Dwayne.
But not much.
- Get out of here!
- Okay.
One thing though.
- What?
- Truck.
(horn honking)
(shouts)
(grunts)
(tires screeching)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
(grunting)
Go to the top of the levee.
Hey, man!
Are you okay?
Don't respond. Just go.
Buddy, are you hurt?!
(grunting)
Where you goin'?!
Hey! Hello!
(panting)
Go to the car.
Open the hatch.
Those are your clothes
and your credentials.
Get dressed,
get in the car, and drive.
Where am I going?
Belle Chasse.
You have minutes.
(watch beeping)
minutes isn't enough time.
- Go now.
- What do you need me to do?
(static)
You know, none
of this is random.
I'm here for a purpose.
We need to talk.
I can't talk now.
No riddles, no
memories, all right?
- I need to focus.
- Eyes on the road, Dwayne.
(horn honking)
(tires screeching)
I'm gonna tell you a story.
Please don't.
There was a merchant in Baghdad.
He went to market
for supplies.
He gets jostled
by a beautiful woman.
He goes pale.
Do you know why?
Because she was Death.
Yes. And she
was there for him.
But he's not ready to die.
He runs back to his shop,
tells his servant
to prepare his fastest horse.
He'll ride to Samarra
immediately,
where Death won't find him.
That night,
Death appears at his shop.
The servant tells her,
"My master is gone."
Offers her a meal.
But you see, Dwayne,
Death can't stay.
And do you know why?
Because she has
an appointment in Samarra.
(siren wailing)
No. No, no, no, no.
Not now.
Why are you stopping?
I'm being pulled over.
Doesn't matter.
You need to keep going.
I'll handle this.
(indistinct radio chatter)
Want to explain why
you're driving
miles over the
speed limit, sir?
Special Agent
Dwayne Pride, NCIS.
Where you headed?
Belle Chasse.
Get rid of him.
- You nearly hit a car back there.
- I know.
I'm sorry.
I'm-I'm working a big case.
Time-sensitive.
Understood.
How 'bout I escort you
the rest of the way?
Might be a
little safer.
That's not part of the plan.
Uh, it's-it's okay.
I-I got this.
It'll keep you from having
any more near misses.
- All right. We'll handle him.
- No.
What's wrong?
Look, I can't explain.
But I need to go right now,
and you need
to leave
for your own safety, too.
(g*nsh*t)
(gasps)
(panting)
You k*lled him.
Nope. You k*lled him.
You tried to warn him.
Lesson learned. Drive.
I-I can't, I can't just--
I can't just leave him.
Dr. Wade or your father are next
unless you get in the car
and drive.
(static)
(panting)
(grunts)
(tires screech)
HANNAH:
We got a problem.
State trooper was gunned down
in Jefferson Parish.
Dwayne's credentials were
found next to the body.
What? How?
Trooper pulled him over.
Ran his plates.
Where's Pride now?
- Witnesses say he fled the scene.
- No way.
I'm calling him.
I already tried him.
He's not answering.
We got a problem.
Yeah, we know. Pride.
I was talking with Laurel.
She was on the phone
with Pride this morning.
Line went dead.
- Couldn't get back in touch.
- Me either.
Yeah, well,
whatever's happened is connected
to this dead state trooper.
Went to voice mail.
I don't like this.
Sebastian's gone to get Loretta.
They're headed
to the crime scene.
- I'll meet 'em there.
- I'm coming with you.
No, wait, Christopher,
you guys need
to track Dwayne down. GPS,
cell phone,
whatever it takes.
I need you here.
I'll keep in touch.
Come on.
Made it just under the wire.
Now what?
Go inside to your ASAC's office.
Alone.
What if the ASAC's there?
He's been called away
on a family emergency.
- How do you know...
- I just do.
Interact with no one.
You know what happens if you do.
Yes. I get it.
Once I'm in?
Be patient, Pride.
And check yourself
in the mirror.
You have some of the trooper's
blood on your face.
(static)
(indistinct chatter)
Good morning.
Morning, sir.
(sighs)
(static)
Okay, I'm here.
What do you want?
An internal memo for joint
NCIS/CIA Operation Copperhead.
I've never heard of Copperhead.
It's compartmented.
And it won't be on the computer.
It's in the safe.
I'm special agent in charge.
Every compartmented file
goes through me.
See the lengths I'm going to?
- The file's there.
- Yeah, well,
if it's not here, then you
and I have some serious...
You found it.
Mostly redacted.
Doesn't matter. There's
an address in the header.
You're going there next.
You have minutes.
Wait, wait, what...
what is Operation Copperhead?
Just go.
(panting)
Dwayne.
(exhales)
I've been looking for you.
- We need to talk.
- Yeah, um... (clears throat)
I don't-- I don't have time
right now. I got to run.
Yeah, does it have something
to do with this?
I was just at the crime scene.
When they told me
that you'd arrived here, I...
You want to tell me what
happened with the state trooper?
Be careful, Pride.
You fled the scene.
You're not answering your phone.
People are worried.
Including Laurel.
Ticktock.
You're right.
Yeah.
Come here.
Listen,
let me just go grab one thing,
all right?
And then I'll come back and
I'll tell you everything.
Everything.
Give me a second.
Oh, my God.
W...
(indistinct chatter)
(exhales)
Why aren't you at
the crime scene with Doc Wade?
'Cause I can't find her.
I went to her place.
The door was busted open.
There were signs of a struggle.
- You think she was abducted?
- Yeah, I'm sure of it.
She's not the only one. That
was the U.S. Marshals Service.
One of their men was m*rder*d
in Evansville, Kentucky.
That marshal
was watching Cassius.
Assuming he's gone, too.
The last hours.
What the hell's going on here?
(beeping)
That's Belle Chasse.
Hey.
Loretta's missing.
So is Pride's dad.
Well, that goes a long way
to explain Dwayne's behavior.
- You saw him?
- He was here a few minutes,
and he just disappeared.
Disappear--
What do you mean, "disappear"?
Didn't you try to stop him,
find out what's going on?
- Didn't you maybe say...
- Hey, Gregorio,
'course I did.
He's been compromised
in some way.
He slipped off.
Why go to Belle Chasses at all?
To gain access to a
classified document
about a CIA operation here
in New Orleans.
Code-named Copperhead.
And what's Copperhead?
Something so sensitive
that no one in the Southeast
was read in
except for ASAC Thompson.
Till now.
You're seconds
from the safe house.
Agent Khoury knows
something's up.
It's just a matter of time
before...
That's why you'll move fast.
Inside the safe house is
an asset. You'll gain access.
How am I supposed to just walk
into a CIA safe house
and demand to see this asset?
Use the term "Apollyon."
They'll let you in.
No. Not good enough.
I've done everything you asked.
I want some good faith
in return.
There's no bargaining here.
Then I can't help.
I understand.
Your mind's reeling,
playing out every scenario,
trying to get control.
But you have none.
Don't think. Just act.
(static)
(dog barking in distance)
♪ ♪
(knocking)
(door creaks)
Special Agent in
Charge Pride. NCIS.
I know who you are.
What are you doing here?
I need to see the
asset for debrief.
We were expecting ASAC Thompson.
Yeah. Yeah.
He's unavailable.
I'm here.
This was not part of the plan.
You say you
know who I am.
Then you know I wouldn't be
here unless it was vital
that I see the asset.
It's about Apollyon.
All right.
Understood. Come on.
I know I don't need
to tell you, of all people...
...but be careful.
(door creaking)
Of course.
(lock clacking)
Shouldn't be surprised
they sent you.
You're with the asset?
Yes.
Break her out.
How...
how do I...
Do what you always do.
Improvise.
Otherwise, everyone in
the safe house will be k*lled,
followed by the hostages.
Five minutes.
(watch beeping)
(door creaks)
There's a reason
we keep meeting.
A reason I told you that story.
Do you see it?
It's fate.
No matter what you
do or don't do,
how pure your intentions
are or aren't,
at the end of the day,
you're at the mercy of fate.
And, Dwayne.
Fate's a bitch.
Shut up.
I didn't say a word.
I wasn't talking to you!
Just spoke with my supervisor.
You're not authorized
to be here.
- I can explain.
- Do it on the way out.
(panting): I know this is hard
to understand...
but...
I need to bring her with me.
REYNOLDS: That's insane.
This woman tried to k*ll you.
Do you understand how much
trouble we're both in right now?
Lives are on the line.
And you're going, by
choice or by force.
Conversation over.
Okay.
You're right,
I'm s... I'm sorry.
Let's go.
Everyone's nerves are frayed.
- Yeah.
- And I know you have
a beef with her, but this
thing is bigger than...
(head bangs door)
Just so I'm clear...
are you k*lling me,
or are you breaking me out?
Breaking you out.
Then you'll find the keys to
the cuffs in his right pocket.
And a Kn*fe
in his boot, too,
if that's
your thing.
You make one move...
And you sh**t me.
I get it.
(g*nsh*t, glass breaking)
(over earwig): You have the asset?
- I have Amelia Parsons,
and a team of CIA agents
right behind me.
At the end of the street,
you'll see the van.
Deliver Amelia.
Your mission will be complete.
I need the hostages released.
Deliver Amelia,
and they will be.
- Wait!
- NCIS! Freeze!
PRIDE:
No!
Amelia!
Down on the ground!
I will sh**t you!
What just happened?
No, just hang on.
Just give me a moment.
Christopher, you
need to stand down.
Pride, we know you've been
compromised. We got you now.
No. You're gonna
have to let me go.
This is about Wade
and your father.
Three other hostages, too.
Look, I don't have
time to explain.
We'll figure it out
back at NCIS.
- I can't!
- King!
If this is your play,
we'll back it.
PRIDE:
Okay.
Yeah. Make sure that
Laurel's protected.
- Rita and Jimmy, too.
- Hey, already taken care of.
Thank you. Come on.
How are we supposed
to help him now?
Figure out where
these guys came from.
(van door closes)
(tires screeching)
And who's giving them orders.
REYNOLDS:
Hands where we can see 'em!
Now!
First we got to talk
our way out of this.
PRIDE:
Come on.
Talk to me.
Where are you?
(static)
You screwed up, Pride.
I did everything you asked.
Your agents were there.
Because you k*lled
a state trooper.
But I have Amelia.
We can make a deal.
No one else has to die.
Did you hear me?
Hello?
(static)
Damn it!
Hey.
Who are you talking to?
Your friend.
I don't have any friends.
I was forced to break you out
of a CIA safe house.
And you're gonna tell me why.
SEBASTIAN:
You let Pride and Amelia go?
HANNAH:
Yeah, we had to, Sebastian.
These guys abducted
Dr. Wade and Cassius.
Three other hostages, too.
Only way to keep them alive.
Amelia's behind
this, right?
HANNAH: Yeah, looks like it.
- Wait, I mean,
she was in a federal prison--
how did she get transferred?
She was cooperating with the CIA
on something called Apollyon.
What's Apollyon?
They won't tell us.
CIA's got their
panties in a bunch
because we let
their asset escape.
Yeah, well, they got a point.
Pride's alone with the woman
who almost k*lled him,
and we don't know where.
You know what?
I did get one thing.
Got this from the gunman.
Looks like they're communicating
with whoever's running
this thing.
All right, maybe Patton
can trace the signal,
figure out where
the hostages are.
Yeah, we need
to figure out
- what this Apollyon is.
- Yeah.
All right, well,
just get back here,
because every second
that passes,
someone else could die.
(muffled voices in distance)
What are they doing?
Shh.
They're arguing out there.
- Can you hear what they're saying?
- No.
But I'm sure that
Dwayne pissed them off
- in some way.
- Well, I'm pissed off, too.
Dragged me out of
my house last night
with a g*n to my head--
you want to tell me why?
Why do you assume
that I know?
Because you were kidnapped twice
in as many months.
What did you do, Cassius?
I have been in Kentucky
living a life
of peaceful contemplation.
- I don't believe you.
- Well, you could ask the marshal
who's been watching me / ,
but unfortunately, he's dead.
Loretta,
I swear to you
this is not about me.
(door opening)
Get up. You're
coming with me.
Now, hold on, if you want
to take somebody, take me.
(yells)
All right, I'll go.
Tie him up.
sh**t him if he moves.
(groans)
(zip tie tightens)
years ago,
I'd have kicked your ass.
Stop!
We're cooperating.
Let's just get it over with.
(chuckles)
♪ ♪
I know what you're
thinking, Dwayne.
It's bold. Can you commit?
- I'll do what I have to.
- Sure,
and-and I admire it, but what if there's
nothing you can do?
You getting the theme here?
You've been waiting
for this, right?
You're gonna tell me where
the hostages are being held.
Just the two of us...
where no one
can hear me scream?
You're gonna tell me the names
of the men you're working with.
Is this what it was like
before you k*lled my husband?
This is what it's
like when I'm...
protecting my own.
You will not touch Amelia.
You will listen to me
very closely
and watch the screen.
Wait.
Wait, don't!
Quiet.
You didn't follow instructions.
Margaret?
No.
(gasps)
No!
You know what I want, Amelia.
You have minutes.
Who are those people?
My sister and her family.
You're not behind this.
They're using you, too.
We need to go now.
Uncuff me.
First tell me who these men
are and what they want.
They're Apollyon.
And what is Apollyon?
A private intelligence firm.
You name it, Apollyon does it.
- I've never heard of them.
- No one has.
That's the point.
We work in the shadows,
and we do the jobs
no one else will.
- And then we disappear.
- We?
All former intelligence
and special forces.
Now, please, let's go.
No. You have something
that they want.
Proof they exist.
All personnel files.
Operation logs.
It's my insurance policy.
That's what you were
trading with the CIA.
But Apollyon figured it out,
and they want their files back.
Now that we're all caught up,
can you drive?
I need names and locations.
Everything is in the files,
which I will take you to now.
- Tell me where they are.
- So you can leave me behind?
No.
I just watched
my brother-in-law get m*rder*d.
I need to help my family.
And you need to help yours.
Let me be clear here.
I don't trust you.
I don't trust you, either.
So...
- What do we know?
LASALLE: Nothing.
Can't find the van that Pride
and Amelia took anywhere.
And the two gunmen you sh*t have scrubbed
aliases. No idea who they really are.
LASALLE:
Please tell me you got something
that can help from the CIA.
They're not really
in a giving vain
since Pride ran off with Amelia.
(sighs) We're on our own.
Well, luckily,
we thrive on our own.
Patton got something big.
I was able to hack
into the signal
from the earwig
you brought back.
Can you track where
it's coming from?
Not yet.
But I can piggyback on it
and connect to Pride.
- Let's do it.
GREGORIO: Yeah.
How much farther, Amelia?
Close. Stay on this road
for three more miles,
then turn left.
If you could
just give me a sense
of where you've hidden
these files...
Just keep driving.
PATTON (over earwig):
Pride, you there?
Patton? How did you...
I do what I do.
Okay, I interrupted the signal.
We're linked
into your comms now.
No one else can hear us.
Can you track
the suspects' location?
- Yeah, we're working on it.
- Where are you, Pride?
PRIDE:
East of the city.
Get more specific.
We'll find you.
Apollyon's watching
every move I make.
They see NCIS
anywhere near me again...
Hostages die. All right,
what do they want?
PRIDE: Amelia has data
on Apollyon's activities,
and they want it back.
We're dealing with highly
trained former operatives here.
HANNAH:
Yeah, not all former.
These people knew they'd taken
Amelia back to that safe house.
They also knew Cassius was
in WITSEC and where to find him.
Yeah, suggests someone
on the inside
with access to sensitive Intel.
It's a starting point.
Track that communication signal.
Find out where they're holding
Loretta and Cassius.
What are you gonna do?
Play this out as long as I can.
While you find out
who Apollyon is
and where they're hiding.
And we need radio silence.
Can't let on
that we're in contact.
So, wait,
you're gonna be out there alone
with the woman
who tried to k*ll you?
Don't worry about me.
(whistling)
(door opens)
Sit down.
(lock clacks)
Are you all right?
I just witnessed
a man being ex*cuted.
But you're all right?
Under the circumstances, sure.
Mm, yeah.
(whistling)
You seem awfully pleased
with yourself.
(chuckles)
Did Dwayne ever tell you
about my childhood?
We were poor.
I mean, no food in
the cupboards poor.
I had to take care of myself
'cause my parents couldn't.
So I learned to...
to pick a pocket
before the age of ten.
Served me well all these years.
Am I supposed to be impressed
with that?
Maybe grateful
to your rescuer.
(grunts)
I think you overestimate
the value of a Kn*fe
in a gunfight.
Well, we're on our own now.
We have to work
off our instincts.
Lucky for you,
I've always been a survivor.
PRIDE: You hid the files
in a graveyard?
This is where
I buried my husband.
If we had time,
we could visit him.
We're going
to the caretaker's building.
Files are buried in the wall.
We'll have to break it open.
There's no "we."
By all rights
you should be here.
I sh*t you three times.
You were dead.
Could say the same about you.
'Cause we are the same, Pride.
Born K*llers who won't quit.
We're nothing alike.
(chuckles):
Don't act superior.
You make excuses
for the lives you take. I don't.
Because you're a sociopath.
Because I'm honest.
We've both looked Death
in the face, Pride.
You know what I saw?
I saw myself.
What about you?
(door creaks)
Wait here.
I like her. She's good for you.
Aside from the fact
she wants to k*ll you.
She gives you perspective.
And you're going to give
her a sledgehammer?
I don't have a choice.
That's the whole point
of your story, isn't it?
The point is
to get your head on straight.
You're not in control.
You never will be.
Do you have something
actually practical to share?
Some insight?
A premonition? Help to offer?
I'm really just here
for moral support.
And you're gonna need it.
(grunting)
Stop. Stop.
(panting)
It's locked.
Needs my thumbprint to open.
But I wouldn't.
(watch beeps)
Time's up.
You have the package?
Yes, we have the package.
Amelia will bring it out.
My people are waiting.
- No masks this time.
- I noticed.
Bring him the case.
Unlock it for him.
(beeps)
(screams, grunts)
Amelia, you don't need to...
Is this what we're doing?
You set up an ambush?
Sacrifice your own family
just to settle a score with me?
No.
They were gonna k*ll us anyway.
Do you even have
the Apollyon data?
I've had it the whole time.
On me.
A tattoo?
Scan the barcode.
Files download.
Clever.
Put the g*n down.
I don't want to
k*ll you, Pride.
Not now.
I need you
to get my family back.
You just sh*t the only people
who could help you do that.
(man groaning)
That one's still alive.
Won't be for long
if we don't stop the bleeding.
(groans, coughs)
Pressure on the wound.
Is the mission a success?
Repeat.
Is the mission a success?
Beta Team. Are you there?
Your boss wants a sitrep.
All right? You're
gonna tell him
the mission was a success.
- Mm-mm.
- Yes, you are.
(groans)
Stop that.
Stop it.
(man gasps)
(groaning)
Listen.
You're gonna tell him
it was a success
or I'm gonna let her
compel you to do it.
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
(pants)
This is Beta Leader.
Mission complete.
We have Amelia and the package.
Pride's dead.
Copy, Beta Leader.
Return to base.
Copy. Returning to base.
(static)
Hey.
I need to know
where base is.
Hey.
He lost too much blood.
PATTON: Pride, are you there?
Are you okay?
I'm fine, P.
You hear any of that?
We heard it all.
Please tell me
you traced the signal.
SEBASTIAN:
Well, it hasn't been easy.
Suspects set up a closed
communication system
with advanced encryption
and a regulated k*ll switch.
Every time the comms turn off,
the links dry up.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, it means
we have to wait for it
to go back online
before we can try again.
That's not what I needed
to hear.
PATTON:
Hold on, though. Sebastian and I
have figured out a way
to b*at the system.
Yeah. We designed a virus
that attaches itself
to the signal and forces it
to stay open.
PATTON: At least long enough to
know where it's coming from.
That mean you got a location?
- Zeroing in on it now.
PRIDE: All right, good work.
We just might have a chance...
(g*nsh*t)
SEBASTIAN:
Pride?
(Amelia panting)
What the hell did you just do?
Are you some kind of an animal?
You just k*ll on a whim?
No!
Do you hear me?
He was gonna die anyway.
Patton tracked the location
of the suspect's
communication signal.
LASALLE: It's the old Kenworth
Electrical Factory.
Been derelict for years.
SEBASTIAN: Pride and Amelia are on their
way but they're gonna need help.
Place is a maze. Bad guys could
be anywhere. Hostages, too.
Well, we're gonna access
real-time satellite imagery from here.
- We're gonna be your eyes in the sky.
HANNAH: Thanks.
I just spoke to ASAC Thompson.
He's activated the REACT Unit.
They'll support us.
All right, we got to go now.
Make sure Pride and those
hostages get out alive.
- Hey, guys...
- Sebastian, don't worry.
We're gonna get Loretta back.
They think I'm dead
and you're captured.
They'll figure it
out soon enough.
Then we need to move fast
and find our people.
Give me a w*apon.
You need me armed.
PATTON: Team's ten minutes out
if you can wait.
Waiting's not an option.
SEBASTIAN: Well, we got access
to thermal imagery.
We can see you in
the northwest corner.
Rest of the heat signatures are
on the east end of the factory.
There's a lot of them.
Hostages and suspects.
Copy that, Patton.
Something's happening out there.
(muffled voices)
- They're coming for us, Cassius.
- Yes.
And when they do,
you stay out of the way.
I'll bum-rush them.
What will that accomplish,
other than you
getting sh*t sooner?
It'll help you to run.
What?
Chivalry doesn't suit you.
It's self-preservation.
Anything happens to you,
Dwayne will k*ll me.
(muffled grunting)
(g*nshots)
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
It's me, Dwayne.
(panting) Loretta.
- You okay?
- Much better now.
I'm okay, too, kid.
Not that you're asking.
I need you to get her
out of here, okay?
Hey, aren't you
coming with us?
No, Amelia and I are gonna find
the other hostages.
Not sure she knows
about the plan.
What?
All right, look. Just...
get Loretta out of here.
Now! That way!
Patton. I need to know
where Amelia went.
PATTON:
It looks like she's upstairs.
There's multiple
heat signatures there.
(static)
Patton?
MAN:
He's gone.
You think you're in control
but you're not.
I know you k*lled Beta Team.
Wait.
I've watched every move
you've made.
And the result is the same.
We've got what you want.
You think very carefully
about your next move.
The moment Wade and your father
leave this compound,
they'll be sh*t.
If your team tries to help them,
they'll be sh*t.
Let them live.
You can have me.
I already have you.
Step around the corner
and turn yourself over.
I'm sure you've heard the story
Appointment in Samarra?
Wait. Wha...?
How did...?
You're the merchant.
I'm Death.
MAN:
This should have been simple.
A lot of lives would
have been saved.
You were always gonna k*ll us.
I was always going to k*ll you.
Put your w*apon down.
Give my man the package.
Whatever he's saying,
don't do a damn thing
until my family is released.
MAN: You still have time to save
some of these people...
but not much.
Spread out.
Secure the perimeter.
Patton lost contact
with Pride.
No sign of Wade
and Cassius.
HANNAH:
I got 'em.
I see them, let's go.
No. No. Too easy.
Nothing about this
has been easy.
Listen. You run,
fast as you can.
I will cover you,
then I'll follow.
- Cassius, I...
- For once in your life,
don't have the last word.
Now, go. Go.
sn*per:
I've got Wade in my sites.
I've got you in mine.
Finger off the trigger.
sn*per team secured.
You're safe, Loretta.
Where's Cassius?
He was right behind me.
Take the damn sh*t already!
MAN:
The blood will be on your hands.
Accept the situation, Pride.
Okay.
I'm putting the w*apon down.
Kick it.
You're useless.
(grunting)
(g*nsh*t)
Why the hell did you come back?
My son was in trouble.
You got a problem
with that?
You're welcome, by the way.
Make sure they're all right.
PATTON:
Pride. You hear me?
REACT Team is in the factory,
they're on their way.
There's a door behind you,
that's the source of the signal.
All right. I'm sending the
hostages out to you now.
All right. Get down the stairs
and keep moving.
Don't worry about her.
I'll take care of her.
Your turn to accept
the situation.
Your men are down.
You're done.
MAN:
Door's not locked. Come in.
Careful, kid.
Time's up, Dwayne.
Wha...?
I'm so sorry.
AMELIA: Pride.
- What?
(grunting)
No!
Cassius. Hey, Cassius.
Hey. Come on. Now.
Hang in there. I got ya.
Cassius. Cassius.
Dad. Please.
"As I am now,
so soon you'll be.
"Prepare for death,
and follow me."
(sighs)