04x07 - Shadow Warfare: Episode 7

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Previously on Strike Back....

We have a code 1 level thr*at.

The att*ck is imminent.

Dalton was right.

Exceptional.

You got a rough idea of its value?

200. Thousand.

Dollars?

Yes.

You all right?

I checked in with the ambassy doctor.

She's running some tests.

Old girlfriend?

Yeah.

Leave it with me.

MacKenna's people cloned a drive at the embassy.

When it's activated, the cloned drive broadcasts a unique trackable signal.

Where?

Russia.

That's Arkady Ulyanov's backyard.

We k*lled his son in Colombia.

NATO's operationally compromised and the whole of Europe is exposed to an att*ck by Al-Zuhari.

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Scott: So, bud, did you want to ask me anything?

Stonebridge: No, Scott, I don't think I do.

Hmm. So you don't want to ask me how much those diamonds are worth?

[Chuckles]

'Cause I think you do.

Did you talk to the doc?

Stress.

It's years of carrying my partner.

Ha! [Chuckles]

I thought I've lost weight.

You have. You have lost weight.

You think those guys are lost?

Scott: No.

Should we go and make some new friends?

Yeah, I think we should.

Stonebridge: What's with the "A" Team?

They don't know you, and we don't want trouble from Arkady Ulyanov.

Were you expecting some?

Man: Ulyanov always gets his cut.

Stonebridge: We won't tell if you don't.

Scott: Hmm. You got the stuff?

The best cocaine in Moscow, ok?

Nice.

The money.

Uh... did you bring it?

No, dude.

Oh.

Stonebridge: I didn't bring it.

You were supposed to bring it, dude.

Man, I didn't bring it.

Scott: sh*t. Sorry.

Hey, you don't need to draw that. It's all right.

Do you guys take a check or credit cards?

Hey, it's all right.

No, no, no.

[Tires screech, siren] You set us up!

Scott: You set us up!

Don't sh**t!

No, don't sh**t!

Get in the f*cking car!

This really isn't helping my stress.

Go, go! No, no, don't sh**t! Don't sh**t!

Jesus Christ!

What are you saying, "sh**t at us"?

I don't think they're listening, Michael.

Dying is not part of this mission!

We are not gonna die, Scott.

sh*t!

[Grunts]

Whoa, stop sh**ting! Stop sh**ting!

What, you think saying it in English is gonna help?

What?

Well, you always piss 'em off with your driving, dude.

Scott: You're starting to drive like me!

How long are we gonna keep this up?

Scott: Don't!

All right, I think we should stop now.

You want to stop?

Yeah.

All right, hold on.

[Shouting in Russian]

Next time I'm driving.

Stonebridge: We're, uh, we're looking for the Bolshoi.

Richmond: Sir, we have confirmation of Scott and Stonebridge's arrest.

Locke: Copy that.

They're in.

I want NATO and Whitehall online in 5.

Martinez: Sir.

This bad-guy sh*t's not as much fun as I thought it'd be.

Locke: 48 hours ago, Al-Zuhari t*rrorists att*cked the British Embassy in Budapest and cloned a NATO hard drive.

An ID pulse from the clone was detected when someone attempted to access it.

Well, the hard drive is totally secure.

Richmond: The pulse has been traced to Black Bear Prison, here in Russia.

Martinez: It's privately run.

Mafia boss by the name of Arkady Ulyanov.

Everyone from the Governor down is on his payroll.

[Dog barking]

Richmond: A high-value source has confirmed Ulyanov is working with Al-Zuhari.

Scott: What does that mean?

"Americans first."

f*ck you.

f*ck. All right, all right, all right.

There you go.

Scott: That's your mother's number.

Damien.

Huh?

[Grunts, groans]

Ooh, it's going well.

[Coughs, laughs]

NATO commander: They'd have to pierce 3 firewalls before they could access the NATO hub.

There is no way...

They couldn't, but this man can.

Computer hacker Erik Andersson.

Currently being extradited to the U.S. for leaking intel on allied operations in Iran.

Andersson was in a minimum-security prison until 3 days ago, when he was transferred to Black Bear.

f*ck! Oh!

Ah!

[Scott grunts]

Stonebridge: You never forget a girl's number.

What's with this one?

This one's different.

Why?

Kinda special.

Make sure you get behind those ears. Aah!

Whitehall general: Have you informed the Russians?

Locke: Officially, no.

Richmond: Ulyanov also has half the Federal Security Service in his pocket.

But I have a man inside the other half of the FSB.

[Sighs]

You were right.

The first firewall was breached 15 minutes ago.

NATO commander: This Andersson has to be stopped.

Locke: My men are already inside Black Bear with orders to destroy the drive and get Andersson out... or k*ll him if they can't.

[Alarm buzzing]

[Man speaking Russian over P.A. system]

[Inmates shouting in Russian]

Grab that hard drive and get out.

Sounds great to me, dude.

Stonebridge: There's Andersson.

What the f*ck are we doing in here, anyway?

Ulyanov finds out we're in his prison, we're dead men walking.

Well... you want to risk a little unwanted attention?

Scott: Yeah. Let's do the thing.

Why? You always win.

I know. That's why I like doing it. Come on.

1, 2...

There you go.

I'm gonna snag their fun, strike those guards over there from Hacker Boy.

You grab him.

You want the evil elves?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think it'll do me good.

You sure, Mikey?

Yeah.

All right.

Go get 'em.

[Inmates shouting]

Gentlemen, excuse me.

Can't we all just get along?

Hey, don't you know who the f*ck we are?

I know exactly who you are.

Yeah, big tattoos, tiny pricks.

Yeah, I got a pretty good idea.

[Shouting in Russian]

[Inmates clamoring]

Andersson.

Who are you?

We're here to get you out.

How do I know I can trust you?

Well, that intel that you leaked on ops in Iran?

You held back information on 5 undercover operatives that would have d*ed otherwise.

Now, who else would know that?

The NATO hard drive. Where is it?

I can't help you.

Scott: When you're done, they're gonna k*ll you.

They have my friends.

If I don't do what they want, they're all dead.

You think that they're gonna let you and your friends go when you're finished?

You break through that last firewall, you and a whole lot of innocent people are gonna die.

That's a fact.

Scott: So, your friends, where are they?

Hell, I don't know.

I only saw them on a video link.

They were in some empty swimming pool.

There was a m*llitary insignia on one of the walls.

You buy us some time.

We'll find your friends.

You might want to look after yours.

Yeah.

Mike!

Mike!

Scott: Stop!

Mike, stop!

You're gonna k*ll him!

Get off. Come here. Get off him.

Take a deep f*ckin' breath.

Give me the phone.

[Man speaks Russian]

Ilyin: In the Bear, there is no place for weakness.

[Inmates speak Russian]

Scott: Say, you want me to slit your throat?

f*ck off.

They got hostages.

It's gonna take longer than we thought.

Yeah.

You think our cover's gonna hold?

[Scoffs]

If you keep pulling sh*t like that, probably not.

[Groans]

Ilyin: Thank you, Doctor.

How are things going at your facility?

Your work must be almost finished by now.

Your job is to supply me with what I need.

Nothing more.

Doctor: When Andersson is done, you will see he is transferred.

Of course... Doctor.

[Door closes]

Sit.

[Man speaking Russian over P.A. system]

[Inmates shouting in Russian]

Scott: What the f*ck happened out there?

You ok?

I've lost it.

I'm burnt out.

You got to hold it together, Mike.

Yeah.

I can't carry you.

Not in here.

How much are the diamonds worth, Scott?

I'm done.

[Speaks Russian]

Stonebridge: Oy, you talk about anything you see or hear in this cell, you're a dead man, is that clear?

Huh.

Not before I cut your throat!

Oh, yeah? Yeah?

[Whimpering]

Come here.

Sit down.

What else you got here, huh?

Any other little surprises?

No, leave it!

Wait. Come on. Stop.

Oh, that's nice.

It's not really my color.

What else we got?

Yep.

Wow.

That is really pretty.

Is it yours?

Is none of your f*cking business!

Easy.

Whatever gets you through those long prison nights.

You don't understand.

In Russian prison, they k*ll a man for less.

Relax.

Your secret's safe with us.

Scott: It's all good.

Then...

I am deaf and blind.

Hmm.

Man: You wish to transfer all funds and close each of these accounts?

There is a problem?

Given the amounts, we are obliged to run some CFT checks.

After all, I could be a t*rror1st.

N... no, but, uh...

Appearances can be deceptive.

[Groaning]

[Woman screams]

[Guards shouting]

Pushkin: The stunt you pulled in the yard.

That could get you transferred unless you're lucky, or a Muslim.

Why a Muslim?

Don't know, but sometimes, this Muslim comes with Japanese to supervise transfers, but... he never takes his own.

Does he have a name?

Um...

Hassan.

Reza Hassan.

Scott: Transferred where?

Pushkin: Who knows?

But once you're gone, nobody hears from you again.

Nobody.

Richmond: Andersson is slowing it down, but he's halfway through the second firewall.

Check this. Kamali.

My guys picked it up from the FSB.

What the hell's he doing?

CIA have no idea.

Van Berg's already on a flight from Berlin.

[Phone rings]

Philip Locke.

Yeah, it's me.

Scott, on phone: We got a problem. We need more time.

Locke: Yeah?

He says they're holding his friends.

Richmond: He was part of some kind of hacker commune.

Scott: He won't help us till he knows they're safe.

He's seen them on video in some emptied-out pool, m*llitary insignia.

Also, you heard of a guy named Reza Hassan?

He could have something to do with it, something about disappearing prisoners.

One of Al-Zuhari's key lieutenants.

Locke: Find out what you can.

Listen...

Michael's test results came through.

He's been exposed to a neurotoxin, Scott.

Locke: How is he?

Any paralysis?

Yeah, maybe.

My advice is you don't tell him, but it's your call, Scott.

He's probably in the last cycle.

If he is... he will deteriorate rapidly.

Locke: It could be a day, maybe two.

Any thoughts on what we should do about that?

Sir...

Kamali contacted Van Berg.

He wants to meet.

There is an antitoxin, Scott.

Yeah, and if your FSB guy doesn't get us out of here in time?

As soon as we have the hostages, you'll be the first to know.

Martinez: Sir? Reza Hassan.

All good, dude.

[Stonebridge coughing]

Zukov, whispering: Quietly. Speak English.

He is offering $500,000 each.

You were going to keep them to yourself.

Huh?

[Chuckles nervously]

50-50.

Hmm?

Scott: Mikey, you awake?

Yeah.

You know those dirty little stones?

They're worth a little south of two mil.

[Scoffs] f*ck.

[Coughs]

Damien? Hmm?

Stonebridge: You want to tell me what that phone number was all about?

Once upon a time, I was an assh*le.

Once upon a time?

[Scoffs]

There was this girl.

Scott: I got her pregnant.

What good was I gonna be for her or the kid, you know?

Did you walk out on them?

Yeah.

Not my proudest moment.

It's a scary thought, the idea that you could have a kid.

Scott: Mikey.

[Grunts]

I got some good news and I got some bad news.

Scott: Good news is you're not losing your mind.

And what's the bad news?

You're sick.

Really f*ckin' sick.

[Sighs]

You've been infected with some kind of neurotoxin.

You know how your hand's seizing up?

Yeah.

Pretty soon it's gonna go to your legs, and it's gonna get into your lungs.

It was those shells at Leatherby's airfield.

How long?

A day.

Maybe two.

Well, that's great.

I'm not crazy.

I'm just f*cked.

Van Berg: Locke.

Al-Zuhari ordered me to close all of his accounts.

This man came with me, and I'm certain he had orders to k*ll me once it was done.

Why?

CIA... I asked him.

Al-Zuhari's people suspect a traitor.

Oh, what? You think I should have let him put a b*llet through me first.

Yes, I'm f*cking sure!

[Sighs]

Kamali: They will k*ll me.

I have a child...

Locke: I had two! I now have one.

Isn't that why we do this, Leo?

Hmm?

You need to give me time.

Locke: Get in the car.

Come on, get in!

Locke: Go, go, go!

Locke: What did I miss?

Andersson's through to the last firewall, but the process has slowed.

In the meantime, we've been monitoring all movements of m*llitary municipal swimming pools in the area.

This looks promising.

Get me an ID.

OK, we have a possible match for Reza Hassan.

It's a run-down sports facility on the outskirts of the city.

That's good enough for me.

Kit up. Secure the hostages, then we can get to Andersson.

Martinez: Sir.

So, the Governor of Black Bear's moving prisoners, and we have a link to Al-Zuhari.

And it's happening now; it might have something to do with what he's planning.

Mm-hmm?

Arkady Ulyanov owns the prison.

I want you two to meet.

Find out what he knows.

[Scoffs] Just a second.

You realize, in all likelihood, it was Al-Zuhari who just tried to k*ll me.

He operates on a need-to-know basis, right?

What, do you want Ulyanov to know he has a traitor at the highest level of his operation?

You're the only man who can do this, Leo.

Yeah.

Thanks.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

You think that b*mb was meant for you as well as Van Berg, and you're thinking...

That Dalton might have got a few things right, yeah.

He better be on our side 'cause we need all the friends we can get.

Stonebridge: So, Pushkin, you have family on the outside?

My wife.

My daughter.

But I will never see them again.

Scott: You want to get out?

Of course.

Very badly.

You get us to Andersson, we'll get you outta here.

You do want to see your family again, don't you, Pushkin?

We're giving you that chance, even if it's just once, from across the street.

What do you need?

A distraction.

Oh... you would need a riot.

[Cell door creaks]

You are too slow.

This isn't easy. I have to find another password.

Your colleagues are waiting.

Listen, my friend.

If you put me in a place where I have to explain failure, you will look upon their quick and brutal deaths with envy.

[Man speaking Russian over P.A. system]

Andersson is kept in isolation wing.

It can only be accessed through "B" wing, and guarded at all times.

Keys?

Only guards at gate have them.

How do you know all this sh*t?

When I first sent here, I spend much time in isolation.

So we take out the guards, we're in.

No. The Vory have free run of "B" wing.

f*ckin' pussies.

Hmm. Well, not The Wolf.

Ex-special forces.

Spetsnaz.

And then?

Another key and 4 more pussies.

[g*nsh*t echoes]

[Overlapping chatter]

They've traced the hostages.

They're on their way now.

Good.

[Coughing]

Man: Hello?

[Speaking Farsi]

Woman, over phone: Amjad? [Speaking Farsi]

[Hangs up phone]

Ilyin: Too slow. Too slow! Too slow!

It's a technical fault.

The proxy drive doesn't answer...

No, Mr. Andersson.

Somebody has told you to delay.

No.

Why else would you delay the program when you know the consequences?

You think somebody will save you?

No.

That is the only explanation.

No. I swear.

Yes.

Hussan: Yes, everything's...

Richmond: Reza Hassan.

Woman: Wait. What are you doing? What are you doing?

[Men shouting in Farsi]

Ilyin: Who contacted you?

One of your friends will die.

Who contacted you?!

Don't do this.

k*ll the boy.

Woman: No! No! [Crying]

No! No! Please!

No! Please!

Please! No! Please!

No! No! Please!

Take me, please, instead!

Please!

We have to move now.

Stand down.

If we move when the camera's on, we compromise Scott and Stonebridge.

He's a kid.

Hold.

[Woman crying] No! No!

Please, take me! No, please!

Andersson: I'm sorry, Anna!

Ilyin: Shut up!

How touching.

If that is what she wants, let her!

[Anna crying]

[Man speaking Farsi]

Nothin'.

Ilyin: Who contacted you?

I did it.

I decided to do it.

Nobody asked me to delay.

They're going to k*ll people.

I can't be a part of that.

Ilyin: So... you will be a party to this.

k*ll her.

No!

[Other woman screaming]

Ilyin: Just finish the job or we will k*ll the rest.

Richmond: Camera's off. Go.

I'm on Hassan.

Hostages acquired, good to go.

Roger that.

Richmond: Oh, f*ck!

We're on, Mikey. Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah.

Come on, Pushkin.

Scott: Come on.

___

[Whimpers]

[Inmates whispering]

[Laughter]

[Inmates murmuring]

They're gonna k*ll him.

Nah, he'll be all right.

Man: Pushkin! [Wolf whistles]

[All clamoring]

[Men whistling]

Ooh!

Pushkin!

Come here! Pushkin, come here! Get in, get in!

[Inmates yelling]

Let's go, let's go.

Mikey! Pushkin, put his clothes on and clean your face.

That was an Oscar-worthy performance there. Well done, mate.

Now we're gonna play dress-ups.

Come on, come on.

I take it that's The Wolf.

Pushkin: That's him.

What the f*ck's he doing with a shovel?

Pushkin: Spetsnaz love their shovels.

Here.

Is better than nothing. f*cking kidding me?

Scott: You're gonna go get Andersson. I'll get this guy.

Hey, pal, fight's that way.

[Shouting in Russian]

What are you gonna do with that shovel?

Dig up some potatoes and make some homemade "wodka"?

Aah!

You want some?! Huh?!

Back off!

Mike!

We're in here.

What?

[Man speaking Russian over P.A. system]

It's tear gas. Put that on.

Tear gas coming.

Wrap that around your face.

[Coughing]

[Guards shouting in Russian]

Scott: All right? Let's go.

[Coughing]

Ilyin?

FSB.

Ha ha! ___

Ha!

[Scoffs]

Pushkin: "B." "B."

Is right through there.

[Guard speaking Russian]

[Pushkin speaks Russian]

Andersson: It's too late!

You're too late!

Anna d*ed for nothing, you f*cking bastards!

Enough! You lied to me!

You lied! It's decrypted!

Calm down. It's too late!

Shut up! Sit down! Sit down!

Now calm down.

The rest of your friends are free. [Coughs]

We're gonna get you out of here.

Ilyin.

On him, Mike?

Yeah.

Stay.

Which way?

This way.

Mikey, I got 5 armed guards coming at us.

[Guards shout]

That worked.

[Coughs]

I am Major Nina Pirogova from Russian Intelligence Security.

I am unarmed, and I'm coming in alone.

Unarmed, my ass.

Walk.

Pirogova: There is a man who is very keen to speak with you.

Give him the phone.

Got her?

Yeah, f*ck you, Ulyanov.

[Sighs] So, I take it you've met Major Pirogova.

Boss.

Stonebridge: Yeah. She's with us.

You're Locke's inside man?

I look like a man to you?

My w*apon.

Stonebridge: Yeah, the hard drive's destroyed, but we were too late.

No, he already completed the decryption.

Well, whatever Al-Zuhari wanted, he's gonna have it.

One second, one second. What are you doing?

My job is to get you out of here.

I can't do it with him.

Don't let her do this.

You said you'd get me out.

sh*t!

We have an escort.

Lose the g*ns and move.

Who the f*ck is this?

Pushkin.

He's with us or you're on your own.

Philip, we're moving out.

Take your phone, your phone. Take your phone.

[WHISPERS] Walk.

Where'd Locke find a guy like you?

Pirogova: Shut the f*ck up.

What happened at the bank?

Money had to be moved.

These are the final preparations.

Why are you here, Leo, hmm?

To talk to you about Al-Zuhari's plans.

Go on.

We need something from you.

More?

Well... in return, I can give you what you truly want more than anything.

How you doing?

Uh... just brilliant.

Scott: What the f*ck?

Move. They're on to us.

We go this way.

Oh. [Guards speaking Russian]

Pirogova: There must be another way.

That's Andersson.

I promised we'd get him out.

Scott: He's gone, Mikey.

We got to get you to a hospital.

[Coughs] Pushkin.

Hmm?

That's the transfer vehicle, right?

Mm-hmm.

They're taking him to the same place they took the others?

Mm-hmm.

Whatever Al-Zuhari's planning, that must be a part of it, Scott.

Fine. I'm gone.

Nobody is going anywhere.

Pirogova: f*ck!

Get us out of here.

We're not moving. He's sick.

I'm waiting right here until he comes back.

Pirogova: I'm getting at least one of you back alive.

You're not gonna sh**t me, sweetie.

Yeah?

[Cocks g*n]

Try me.

f*cking move!

Pushkin, don't do it.

Pushkin... f*ck!

[Coughing]

Let's get you out of here.

Pushkin: This lead to part of building they no longer use.

It's possible we get out here.

Scott: It's locked.

Come here.

Good sh*t.

Come on. Go, go.

f*ck.

Get in.

Thank you.

Go on. Go.

Thank you!

Don't take this personally, but your plan could use a little more finesse.