06x09 - Episode #6.9

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Stinger missiles.

Get up!

I sh*t Idrisi twice.

How did you survive that?

Where is he?

I know who is in the black
sites, but not where they are!

We outsource the setups.

Open the door!

Aren't you guys sick
of us saving your asses?

Now we need to talk about Idrisi.

We're gonna take him with us, Colonel.

I've been chasing the
ghosts in the machine.

I told you to leave it for now.

I've got no choice, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Grenade!

Go, go, go!

They're blocking all exits.

Move!

Moving!

Moving!

What did I say about taking the freeway?

Seriously? You're doing that? Right now?

Go! Gotta move. Go, go, go.

Go.

Moving!

Who are these guys?

Feel free to ask them, mate!

I don't know if this guy's
worth dying for, though.

They will not stop until they have me.

Maybe we should give
them what they want, then.

Hold your fire!

This is who you want,
right? You can have him.

Lower your weapons. I
said, lower your weapons!

Baissez vos armes, faites ce qu'il dit.

g*ns down, ho, ho.

Down.

There, you can have him, I'm walking away.

Move! Move!

Moving!

sh*t!

sh*t!

Hey! Captain! Captain!
What the hell are you doing?

Get down! Get down!

Stay down!

Reynolds just f*cked off with Idrisi!

Why the hell would she do that?

f*ck knows, mate!

We're gonna need another exfil.

Grenade!

C'mon, move!

Clear.

Got wheels, over here.

Get in, let's get after her.

You're dead.

Nicely done.

No.

No, I let you get the drop on me.

And then, you recovered.
Turned it to your advantage.

Eighteen months ago,
you would have crumbled.

Yeah, well, eighteen months ago, I
didn't know a muzzle from a magazine.

Come on, please, let's do it again.

Jane. You're ready.

Really? Have they given us
the green light?

Omair Idrisi.

Get close to him. Gain his trust.

Get us what we need to take
him and his organisation down.

You really believe that's possible?

I have never seen anyone with such
natural talent, the ability to adapt.

Believe me... one person
can make all the difference.

Right. And what... And what
happens if it all goes wrong?

And if... when... if he finds out
that I'm not... wh... what I say I am?

If anything happens, I'll be
there, to get you out. I promise.

OK.

OK.

I have him.

Bring him to the rendezvous
point. And the rest of the team?

Well, I left them behind,
Colonel, just like you said.

I know you've got doubts.

But there was an att*ck on the crib.

And until I'm sure everyone is clean,
you're the only one I can trust.

You should know... You should
know, there was an ambush

and I don't think it was Parker's men.

So, you might want to get
Jensen to look into it.

Natalie, Jensen didn't make it out.

f*ck.

I'm sorry.

You understand now why
I asked you to do this?

Stay on mission. Bring me Idrisi.

Copy.

Bloody hell!

Reynolds just snatched
Idrisi and took off on us.

I don't think she's gonna
answer the phone.

No, I'm trying to get
in touch with Jensen.

He tracks our phones,
he can get a bead on her.

Wait, he sent me an automated
link to his files, I might be able

to access tracking through that.

What the f*ck?!

The last files that Jensen logged,
that Project Tenebrae thing he was

looking into, it's Donovan.

And Lowry.

Would you like to talk about it?

No.

You will deliver me to a person
you have lost faith in and you turn

your back on the people you trust.

Sure.

I'm going to take life advice
from a man who blows up airliners

and hotels.

f*ck!

Jesus.

What the f*ck are you doing?

I'm joking.

OK.

What the hell were you
going to do with that?

How did you find me?

Jensen had a tracker on
your phone. You alright?

I've been better.

Just wanna talk, OK?

Are you alone?

Yeah, I'm alone.

Mostly alone.

Mostly alone.

Hey, Captain.

Put your hands behind your back, come on.

You know, I'm getting
f*cking sick of tying you up.

I had orders from Donovan.

Did you know Lowry was a British agent?

What?

No.

Donovan trained her, it's
called Project Tenebrae.

That's bullshit! She would have told us.

Come on.

Yeah. She should have told us.

You don't think I don't know what this is,

Your little setup. You lie to me.

- Try to tricking me.
- Look at the photos, mate.

I don't need to look at your photos, mate.

I know my wife.

Do you? Look at them!

Look at them!

This whole time, we've been
chasing a rogue f*ckin' agent.

Remember when Jensen asked
you for security clearance?

This was the sh*t he was looking into.

We need to get in touch with

him and find out what else he knows.

The crib was hit.

And?

Donovan said that Jensen
didn't make it, Gracie.

Is that right? What, he's dead?

Is that what you're saying?

I'm sorry.

Donovan lied to us about Lowry and
now you want me to believe this?

It's f*cking bullshit!

sh*t! Tangoes incoming. Shall
we sort this out in a bit?

Is it bad?

Yeah, it's pretty bad.

- Go. Go! Move!
- Yeah.

Incoming!

OK. Let's go. Move! Move!

Friends of yours?

I don't have friends,
but you have many enemies.

Fall back!

In here.

- Moving!
- Move!

Move!

We've got them pinned down!

Move to the ship.

- Get up there!
- More inbound.

f*ck!

Coming through!

Move!

Stay there!

Keep them from grabbing Idrisi.

sh*t! f*ck, I'm out.

Mac, they're coming from the bow.

Moving.

Changing!

Novin!

- Move!
- Move! Move!

You're good, go, go! Go, go, go!

Move!

- Go there!
- Novin, no!

Upstairs! Go!

Stay there!

They're still coming, keep it moving.

You, with me, now!

I'll go up, give us cover.

I'm heading down the back.

Hey. Hey!

Drop your w*apon.

f*ck me!

I'm moving!

Easy, easy.

Hey.

Novin?

I thought she was with you.

So, anybody want to hear a
funny story? This is nice.

Old friends, getting together.

If the details of Tenebrae got out, it
would be uncomfortable but survivable.

But where it would lead,
what we're accountable for,

it would bring m*llitary
intelligence to its knees.

I won't sacrifice all the good
we've done for one mistake.

Ma'am, the team aren't aware of what
Lance Corporal Jensen discovered.

As far as you know.

I'm not taking the risk.

You're asking me to eliminate my people?

I'm saying that a clean
house is a good house.

And to do what needs to be done.

Captain Reynolds is bringing
me Idrisi. We'll use him as bait

to draw Lowry out. I can
get this under control.

We lost control a long time ago.

I've given you those
Stillwater men for a reason.

You have your orders.

Yes, ma'am.

Looks like you're having a bad day, too.

We should do this

more often.

You don't write, you don't call.

You just drop in, unexpectedly.

You stole something from
me. Unfuckingbelievable.

Your death was headline news.

The hell you want with him?

He belongs to me. Octagon Private
Security is one of my companies.

We've been tracking you, assholes,
by satellite, ever since you

broke out of my black site.

Wait, and you didn't know they had him?

Colonel Parker never said a
g*dd*mn word. This is very exciting.

How much do you think the Americans
would pay to keep this whole

shitshow quiet?

I have something better.

Yeah, I very much doubt that.

Jane told me she has a drive,
hidden away for our insurance.

The Atlas.

It's a list of every covert
op and agent sanctioned by

British m*llitary Intelligence.

I just wanted to talk.

You and me.

Might be the last chance we'll
have to understand each other.

No. Jane. Hundreds of people
are dead because of you.

What is there that I could
possibly need to understand?

You sanctioned a drone
strike against Idrisi.

And when warned thatthat you had an asset
in the area, you said I was expendable.

Direct quote.

I saw the communiques. You
gave me access to the system.

I revoked that access before
we put you in with Idrisi.

You taught me how to
get around such things.

You were a great teacher.
I'll give you that.

Where do you see this
conversation ending, Jane?

We hug, we agree to be friends?

No.

I'll be with Omair again.
And we'll disappear.

And you'll leave us alone.

That is not an option.

Do you know what else I found when
I was combing through the system?

I found the Atlas.

Even if that's true,
you'd never release it.

Because then, Idrisi would
know the truth about you.

Or did you tell him you
were a British agent?

Or about your life before that?

You used me.

Quite a life it was, as well; Petty
theft, violent assaults, addiction.

And I wasn't the first, was I?

Standing on street corners with your
your skirt hiked up, turning tricks.

- How many people have you used and thrown away?
- How would your beloved husband react to that?

Hiya. What can I get you?

I'm fine, thanks. I'm not staying.

Another coffee?

No. This one was bad enough.

I apologise. She has no manners.

Try the coffee. And then,
tell me if I'm wrong.

The mission comes first.

The life of one person is
nothing compared to the many that

we're fighting to protect.

I'm sorry.

You're not going to sh**t
me in a public place, Adeena.

I'm not here alone.

The cleanup crew.

I think we underestimated each other.

Ives, come on, you can't
make a deal with him.

He sh*t down your
helicopter for f*ck's sake!

Think about what this
means if the intel is real.

Every British agent, every covert
op is gonna be blown wide open.

Are you trying to get me hard?

Info like that'll fetch eight
figures on the open market easy.

Rainbow. Big pot of gold.

Hey, hey, remember, we dragged
your ass out of Ajir. Remember?

If it helps, think of this as
a character building moment.

For me of course. You'll just drown.

Should never have left
me in that f*cking desert.

Secure the weights.

Make sure they sink like a stone.

Let's get that deal in motion.

Relax.

f*ck! Did I just die? Did I just die?

Well, yeah. You did
stop breathing for a bit.

Wow!

That was wild, that kinda
makes me want to do it again.

Possible brain damage
due to lack of oxygen.

Business as usual, then.

- Ives?
- Gone.

Luckily, Novin...

You okay?

Mate, I didn't bring you back from
the dead to ask me stupid questions.

You're okay.

We need to find out what resources
Ives has in the area, where

he might have hidden Idrisi.

Yeah. Think I've got that
covered for you. Come on.

Course she has.

Are you ready?

Poor fella, got knocked over
the side of the ship with me.

Before I saved your life, didn't I?

You want to know something, matey?
We're having a pretty shitful day.

Decent haul of kit, though, a*mo,
binos. And Wyatt's favourite.

C4, now you're talking.

We've been lied to, sh*t at,
drowned, my knickers are wet

and I'm bloody starving.

If you don't tell us where
Morgan Ives was headed...

Rovinj, it's a town on the coast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on!

Jesus. That was fast.

Right, you get details.
We'll get vehicles.

Copy that.

This, f*cking guy.

I'm guessing you don't play poker, right?

f*ck.

Omair. Where are you?

With our good friend, Morgan Ives.

Jawedan, listen. You told me
once you stole something from the

British.

Intelligence that would one day
might be our insurance. You remember?

Yes. Yes.

The day is here.

No, no, you can't do a deal with
Morgan Ives, he's, he's subhuman scum.

This subhuman scum is
on the call, sweetheart.

Of course you are.

Jawedan, listen.

I'm sorry. I did not
provide the life I promised.

We should be together, walking
through the fields of Camomile.

That's what I promised and I'm sorry.

Enough with this "Mills and Boon" sh*t.

Tell my people where you
are. I'll get you picked up.

So, how's it gonna work when
you die? The Seventytwo Virgins.

She'd have to be a very
understanding wife to put up

with that amount of extracurricular p*ssy.

Da?

Sweet!

About Jensen.

Look, Donovan wasn't telling
the truth about Lowry being a

British agent.

So, maybe she wasn't being straight
about Jensen's situation either.

He's got this system where he
has to check in every twentyfour

hours or I get an alert.

It's bloody annoying, I told him to quit
it, but... I got one earlier and, err...

What? Well, that could be
for any number of reasons.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

You wanna do me a favour
and fire up that Quattro?

Odds on there's a spare set
of keys under the wheel arch.

If not, I'll bust up the locks.

Gracie, look.

OK.

Come on.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

Give me an update, Captain.

Still en route, ETA 2 hours.

The team?

Nothing.

I would have thought
they'd come after you.

Yeah, me too.

Maybe we should try to
contact them. Loop them in?

Right now, the main concern
is delivering Idrisi.

Knowing how capable the team are,
I'm sure they're not far behind you.

Copy that.

I know.

I wish there was another way, Natalie.

But right now, it's for the best.

Keep me informed.

Copy.

So, laughing boy's given us a good idea
where Ives and Idrisi might be heading.

No, we will scope out Donovan.

Find out why she didn't
give us the intel on Lowry.

Mac, what are you doing?

Taking a car.

Right. Yeah, no.
That's your pimp and ride.

Flip you for it.

Alright. Think I've got one.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- We flipped.
- You lost.

Whoa.

I'm driving.

- Alright! Big Mac's got the wheel.
- That's not a thing.

- It could become a thing.
- Better not!

Guys, be careful out there.

It's a hairdresser's car, anyway.

Follow up the lead on Ives and Idrisi.

Find out where the Atlas
is. We'll stay in touch.

Copy that, Captain.

Boss has got some company.

I'm counting two, three,
gotta assume there's more.

Weapons on you.

Great.

Don't make any sudden movements.

Captain Reynolds, where's Idrisi?

Don't you feel better now you're
dressed like a normal person?

Come on.

Relax. You give us the
Atlas, we let you go free.

Bed time, mate.

I actually like you, Omair.

The feeling is not mutual.

You remind me of an ant,
striving away, unaware of how

insignificant you are.

The west needs people like you, to
justify those fat m*llitary budgets.

It's why they let you live for so long.

Your jihad was nothing
but a cog in their machine.

You have no idea what I fight for.

Touched a nerve?

Don't worry. Few days, you'll be
back in some dark, dank cave again.

It's a wonderful life you've got.

Tell you something.

Morgan Ives would get a gold
medal for breaking balls.

If you only had one b*llet...

Idrisi. k*lled my squad.
Changed everything.

Yeah, but then you
would never have met me.

Another good reason, then.

Is he the only reason we're doing this?

That's the mission, yes. You know that.

Natalie?

Are we alone?

Of course. Just you and me.

What is it? Where's Idrisi?

Why didn't you tell us that
Jane Lowry was a British agent?

Is that what this is about?

It was a covert program which has
since been disbanded and buried.

We were after her, we
had a right to know that.

Natalie, I chose Jane.

I trained her. I put her in with Idrisi.

And then, she asked for resources
to perform a small act of

terrorism, to give her legitimacy, and...

And you gave them to her?

It was an unmanned ammunitions dump.

A symbolic strike, that's all it was.

At least, that's what she told me.

And I'm sitting there, news reports
flooding in, a hotel bombing,

sixtythree people dead, including
an American ambassador and his family.

And if that ever gets out...

Then British m*llitary Intelligence
sanctioned and paid for an

att*ck on an American official.

There'd be no coming back from that.

Everything we do, everything we
work for, it'd all be wiped out,

because of one error of judgement.

I didn't tell you because
no one could ever know.

At least, Idrisi believes
in something, right?

I can kind of respect that.

But Morgan Ives, well, that son of a bitch,
is just a sh*t stain on a shiny suit.

Incoming.

You son of a bitch!

I'm changing my vote.

My b*llet is for Lowry.

So, what is the location of
this British intelligence?

And how the hell did you get a hold of it?

I will answer the second part, Mr. Ives.

My wife used to be a British agent.

That's right, Jane, is it not?

And there's Project Tenebrae.

You'd do anything to keep it quiet,
to stop the Americans finding out.

For the greater good.

And what about if someone
like Jensen discovered it?

Natalie.

You need to tell me what happened to him.

If you want me to help you, then,
you have to tell me what happened.

You said the crib was hit.

If you're asking the question,
then, you already know the answer.

We do what we have to do.

I've taught you that
since the first day we met.

They've got sights on
you, I can't do anything.

You gotta give me some breathing space.

Adeena, can you do me a favour?

Can you ask your men to step down?

They're just here for an insurance.
In case Lowry came for Idrisi.

Yeah, I understand that.

Of course.

Of course.

They're on amber alert.
Don't get comfortable.

He's gonna k*ll her.

- No, he won't.
- Yeah?

Not after all they've been through.

I was sent to inform on you,
to lead you to your death, but I

wouldn't do it.

I wouldn't do it.

Everything was a lie.

Here it comes.

But I stayed with you.

I stayed by your side, through everything.

- Everything.
- Sweetheart.

All I give a f*ck about is
the location of the Atlas.

Omair.

If you had known the truth
about me, about what I was,

you never could have loved me. Never.

You made me.

Here it comes.

- You stayed.
- I stayed.

God!

- Son of a bitch!
- The location.

- Told ya!
- All I want

is the location! All I want is

the Atlas.

It's at the centre of a
mausoleum. On Avet Island.

Got it! Avet Island, inside a mausoleum.

I have a yacht, primed
and ready in the docks.

But I need some more specific
f*cking, g*dd*mn, details.

But you don't, I'm gonna show you.

No. You're gonna tell me.

Mr. Ives. My wife said
she will show you.

You know, f*ck it! I'm taking the sh*t.

Wyatt, we can track them.

I'm not letting them get away
this time. This is our sh*t.

Wyatt! No!

No, Mac, this is your chance. Of
not letting Lowry get away again.

I'll take Lowry. You take Idrisi.

Come on.

OK. Line it up. Nice and clean.

You have to make a choice, Natalie.

Adeena. If you need to ask.

She's signalling.

Tower, check in.

- sh*t! We've been made.
- Tower?

Boss, there's been a...

Move, move, move!

All stations report in.

Wyatt, we need to move.

Jawedan!

Brian, Brian! Take Idrisi, now!

f*ck!

Jawedan!

We need to move, Wyatt.
We're sitting ducks up here.

Jawedan!

sh*t!

We gotta get to the docks,
after Ives and Idrisi.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm trying
to stay alive first.

- Wyatt, this way.
- Yeah, yeah, go, go, go!

That was good, nicely done.

When I found you, your career
was over, you were nothing.

No, me, Jane, the rest,
we were never nothing.

See, that's your mistake.

You never see the bigger picture.

All I ever tried to do was help.

He... He wouldn't stop.
I tried to warn him.

But he wouldn't. You see how it spreads.

Him, then you, then
the rest of the Section.

Word gets out, and then
it all comes crashing down.

All you were trying to
do was protect yourself.

No, no, no. To protect
everything we're fighting for.

You're not taking me in, are you?

I know the kind of person you are.

This will stay with you.
There's no coming back from this.

Novin. Novin!

- f*ck.
- Drop your w*apon.

Alright. Easy.

- Get on the floor! Now!
- Easy.

Going down.

f*ck! Alright, now I'm really done.

Any last words?

f*ck you.

Good for me, what do you reckon?

Works for me.

Here. Like your hair.

Get the chance for last words,
go for some poetry, a bit of.

Keats, Tennyson.

Or Zeppelin, Stones.

Yeah, anything that'll buy you more time.

- They're inside here.
- We've got company.

I'll remember that next time.

Of course it's always better not
to get grabbed in the first place.

Who the hell are you guys, anyway?

It's a long story.

Well, save it for next time.

- Clear?
- Clear.

On me.

That's not how we're doing things.

Wasn't asking, dickhead.

There's no way out! Hey!

Wyatt.

Hey, I just want you guys
to know something, right?

I thought I was done being part of the
team, but, turns out I was wrong.

There's worse ways to go, right?

Wyatt!