02x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[Man 1] In place!

Olivier...

You gave your life for France.

You will remain in the memory
of all of us.

[sad music]

For the whole...

Go!

Go in peace, Olivier.

May the Lord Almighty
welcome you to his kingdom

and grant you eternal happiness

in the name of the Father
the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

In place!

[music continues]

[man 2] Careful to lift! Lift!

On...

march!

Left.

Left.

Left.

Left.

[music continues]

[Man 2] Attention... Halt!

Put it down!

Put it down!

[music continues]

[Man 2] Right.

Right!

[Man 1] Attention!

At ease!

[music continues]

[rock music]

[band screams]

[man 1] What we just did,
to say farewell to a comrade,

a brother in arms...

It's the ultimate moment we all dread.

This death must not
be a point for the enemy.

There's anger in us, that's true.

But it must not
weaken us, on the contrary,

we must surpass ourselves to honor
Olivier's sacrifice.

We understand who we're up against

and we'll go all the way,
together, without fail.

Remember,

we don't fight wars well with hate.

Uh...

What I wanted to share
with you today,

is that Olivier was like us, here.

He wouldn't have wanted any other life.

Olivier, you were...

more than a friend to all of us, you were...

You were a brother.

I know you're watching us from up there.

Know that you will always be with us,

in our hearts.

To Olivier!

[all] To Olivier!

[ringing]

Zaïd.

Martin.

[ring]

Hello?

[Woman 1 on phone] Hello?

Did you get my video?

- What do you want, Zaïd?
- My daughter.

And my grandson.

So an exchange?

You come with Salwa, Yanis,
and you leave with your girlfriend.

Everyone's happy.

I'll check with command.

Don't talk about it too much.

Otherwise, I'll hand her over to the Amniyat.
They might burn her in a cage.

[in Arabic] Salam alaykum.

[in French] Il pourrait arriver
the same thing to your daughter.

I don't think so.
Not the land of human rights.

It won't be us.
We'll hand her over to the Iraqi services.

They know how to be very inventive.

That's what I'm telling you.

Let's keep it between us.

[suspenseful music]

[door opening]

I'm thirsty.

[click]

I'm thirsty!

Well, the good thing is that Zaïd
is in as much of a hurry as we are.

Oh yeah?

If Daesh finds out
that he spent a week with us,

and we have his daughter and grandson,

they'll know that he ratted out
the jihadists arrested in France.

For the moment, the hostage-taking
has not been claimed by Daesh.

This proves that Zaïd is acting
off the radar of the Islamic State.

Come on!

Come!

I'll introduce you to someone.

[man 3] Good morning.

[man 4] Good morning.

Good morning.

[man 1] Gentlemen,

Adele, this is Pierre,
from the DGSE, he's just arrived from Amman.

He's here to coordinate
Sab's release.

Adèle.

I know.

Eric, my liaison officer.

Good.

I can assure you that the release
of Corporal Besson...

Sab.

That Sab's release
is our top priority.

All departmental resources are
at my disposal to find her.

From now on,
we take the lead.

This is not...

a gesture of defiance, it's not...

a questioning of your competence.

I'm asking you to trust me.

If everyone does their job,
everything will be fine.

[man 1] Of course.

Thank you, Pierre.

Gentlemen, I'll see you later.

Sure thing. Yeah.

What's his problem?

He doesn't ask us what happened,
he just looks down on us.

- Wait, wait, slow down.
- Yeah, hold on.

Stop, stop, stop.

I understand it's got you
but from now on,

anything to do with Sab's release,
will be handled by the DGSE, not us.

The guy is who he is. We'll deal with it.

[he knocks]

Ah yes, I wanted to introduce you to Kevlar,
who some of you may know.

Group 32 has returned to Paris.
Kevlar will replace Rimbaud.

You know about his brother.

Colonel, if I may,
don't forget my partner.

- Another new guy?
- You'll see...

He's got a skill you don't have.

Tyson!

[Kevlar] Oh.

Yeah.

[Kevlar laughs]

- Belgian Shepherd?
- That's right, malinois.

What's his speciality?

expl*sives research.

Welcome to 45, Kevlar.

- Thank you.
- Any questions?

- Negative.
- No, sir.

That's it, we're off?

Yep.

That's a lot right there.

[he sniffs]

I'll take care of my brother,
and I'll be right back.

Take care of him.

Take care of yourself.

I leave you
in good hands. Huh?

[intriguing music]

Give us news
from time to time.

Take care of yourself.

It's going to be a long one.

[engine roaring]

What's going to be long?

Nothing, don't worry.

[in English] Hey!

Hey!

Go away.

Leave me alone.

Have you been here long?

Ted Kerry.

I'm Ted Kerry.

Do you remember me?

No.

Ted Kerry.

CIA.

What happened to your fingers?

Cut off.

How?

Zaid.

Zaïd cut off your fingers?

You're next.

[ominous music]

[she breathes heavily]

[in French] OK, the photo
was sent from this cybercafé,

in the middle of Mosul,
in the Daesh-controlled area.

He's on the move.

This morning, he called you
from the bab kali dba district.

We know he's high up enough

to enter and leave
of the Daesh zone without authorization.

We need rens' on his movements.
We'll activate our sources.

Ah no, absolutely not.

If word gets out that Zaïd is holding
a hostage, he'll have to turn her over to the Amniyat.

That's what he'd have you believe.

I know Zaïd.

If we accept his proposal,
Sab will be home tomorrow.

You think you know Zaïd,
but you don't know him.

He's manipulating you.

What makes you say that?

You've met him,
you've talked to him.

You've just come from Amman.
You hardly know the case.

I don't want you
contact with Zaïd.

Is that clear?

What's the plan?

It's not to throw myself into a trap
that may cost the hostage his life.

It's not a trap.

Are you sure about that?

No.

You'd be stupid to trust
a scumbag like Zaïd.

You're making a bet.

You think he wants his daughter and grandson
his daughter and grandson.

You want this to work so badly
you lose all caution.

And who's going to pay if you're wrong?

Sab.

[ringtone]

Hello?

Who are you?

Your new contact.

Put me through to Adele.

I don't talk to DGSE.

He'll be back.

[door opening]

- Colonel?
- Later, later.

Turn on a news channel right now.

[woman's voice] Latest update
regarding the attack perpetrated this morning

at the French consulate in Erbil:

five dead and eight wounded,
including two in absolute emergency.

According to the Quai d'Orsay,

all members of the consulate
have been evacuated and taken to safety.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs
will speak in a few minutes.

[low music]

[he bellows]

It's Daesh retaliation.

We have dismantled the network that was to
to carry out the attacks in France.

They're making us pay for it.

The men we arrested in France
came from Zaïd's katiba.

They're his men.
We have to look on their side.

Yeah, he's right.

- Sab might be with them.
- What did we say?

Anything to do with Sab's release,
is a DGSE matter.

Colonel, we can still
the link with Zaïd's katiba.

We'd have to check with our Assayech contacts.

They could identify
the perpetrator of the attack.

The French consulate is in their stronghold.

It's as if Daesh
has attacked them directly.

You go to Erbil to see the Kurds.

You stay here with Pierre.

Assayech is my domain.
These are my contacts.

[the colonel sighs]

OK, go ahead.

[together] Thank you, colonel.

- We're in Mosul, right?
- Yeah...

Yeah...

Yeah...

[Sab's chains jingling]

They're coming.

The Seals, they're coming for me.

I'm important, you know.

Yeah...

I know.

[someone approaches]

[exhale]

[fly buzzing]

[door locks]

[intriguing music]

- Hey!
- [Ted] Hmm?

[Ted] Oh!

[oppressive music]

[mysterious oriental music]

- Nesrine.
- [Nesrine] Adele.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Glad to see you.

Do you know Martin Mansard?

How do you do?

I'm very sorry...
for the attack on your consulate.

Assayech is on the
file. We'll find them.

Yes.

Probably reprisals
following the arrests in France.

Indeed, we have enough
confirm this theory.

We have the images from the
surveillance cameras.

Take a look.

[intriguing music]

Look here.

[image scrolling beeps]

He's a Franco-Algerian
from Zaïd Osman's katiba.

Just like the guys
you arrested in France.

His name is Abdou Kader Masroudi.

Zaïd is still on the run.

He may be hiding
with the men of his katiba.

Do you have any idea where?

These guys live somewhere.

Yes, we know that,

but it's no longer our perimeter.

Near Mosul airport.

You think Zaïd ordered the attack?

Zaïd is rarely with his men.

The katiba is led
by its best lieutenant,

a French convert.

Abou Maryam el Françaoui.

His real name is Francis Verdier.

He's cruel, vicious.

He stuffs the corpses of his victims
with expl*sives, then abandons them.

Do we know what was
used in the attack?

Yes. Verdier's favorite expl*sive :

TATP.

He's the mastermind.

The suicide b*mber was surely one of his.

[helicopter hum]

[distant conversation]

[woman 2 in French]
Zaïd is on an ejector seat.

The Erbil attack confirms
the rise of his lieutenant,

Francis Verdier.

It shows that he's taking his revenge on the French
while Zaïd does nothing.

[Pierre] I agree.

Zaïd is negotiating for his hostage.
He couldn't have planned this attack.

If we capture Verdier,
he'll certainly agree to negotiate.

Maybe he'll help us locate Zaïd.

I think Group 45
is capable of capturing Verdier.

OK. Tell them we want him alive.
Depending on what he tells us,

we'll see whether to make the exchange
with Zaïd's daughter or not.

We don't really have time to wait.

We won't trade
as long as we're blind.

We're pulling out all the stops,
but we need time.

[Pierre] OK.

We'll be in touch?

OK.

[hubbub of conversations]

- Sorry, I'm interrupting.
- Yes?

Paris is very interested.

They want Verdier.

They think Verdier can
lead us to Zaïd and therefore to Sab.

Yes, except that it could take
weeks to locate him.

The longer it takes, the more chance there is
and the more dangerous it is for Sab.

So it's better
a good suicide operation?

That's not what I just said.

She's right, we don't know where Verdier is.
It won't be easy to find him.

There's no guarantee he'll talk, either.

We've been working on him.

We know he's very close
to Cheik Yacine,

an imam who preaches at the mosque in Acra,

on the outskirts of Mosul.

It was Cheik Yacine who fanaticized him.

Verdier often repeats his rhetoric,
poses his preaching.

Please, can you zoom in on the
zoom in on the Acra mosque?

[intriguing oriental music]

[light music]

Well, bah, here it is.

Thank you.

Martin!

[Martin] Yeah?

There he is.

Corporal Colin, my lieutenant.

- How do you do?
- Did you have a good trip?

- Yeah.
- Christian, right?

Bijou, my lieutenant, I prefer.

- OK, Bijou. Mine's Martin.
- [Bijou] OK.

- Paco.
- Welcome.

Pleased to meet you.

And what's this crate?

Confidential Defense, my lieutenant.

The equipment goes to the store.

No, sir.
My orders are to open it inside only.

By the way, take a look.

I was so afraid it would get lost.

I tied myself to the handle with this.

Bah... OK, fine.
Bah, put it there, please.

Come on.

[rolling, chain jingling]

[Martin] Well, boys.

Meet the new guy.

- Christian.
- Bijou.

Bijou.

Spit, dépiégeur.

Pleased to meet you.

- TLD.
- Kevlar, my deputy.

Tivenou, OPC.

- [Kevlar] And this is Tyson.
- [Bijou] Nice to meet you, Tyson.

Okay, you open it.

Uh... It needs the stamp
from the sector commander.

- My lieutenant.
- Very good.

Who's it for?

For the group, my lieutenant.

Bah, go ahead, open it.

Not without the stamp.

Here, come on. It's stamped.

[Bijou] Great.

Green for opening.

[Bijou] Thank you, Lieutenant.

[Chain jingles]

Here you go, boys.

My lieutenant.

From the wives' club!

- [all] Oh!
- Here you are!

[Bijou] This is for you, boys.

[exclamation of delight]

- [Spit] Beautiful!
- [Paco] Yeah!

Well, well... I had no idea
why I'd been sent here.

And I was informed about... about Sab.

I mean...

I'm not here to replace her,
but to free her with you.

[Bijou] OK?

Very well. Come on, welcome.

- I'll show you to your quarters.
- Thank you.

Come on. It's this way.

[Spit] Aperol tonight, buddy.
Sausage, cheese, red wine.

[Intriguing music]

You meet your husband on the Internet,
then you leave for Syria.

Your father, Zaïd Osman, was already there...
What did he say when he saw you?

My father, he was already someone
important in Daesh.

I wanted him to be proud that his daughter
was a good Muslim.

But he didn't like Farès, your husband.

When he found out that Farès hit me,
he went crazy against him.

He could have k*lled him.

Salwa, do you think your father
is capable of betraying Daesh for you?

I don't want him
him to take any risks for me.

Do you think it's possible?

Could he do it?

I'm tired.

I want to see my son.

Yanis!

Ouch!

- Careful.
- [she moans in pain]

Salwa, Yanis, if you want
to say something to Zaïd,

if you want to give him a message,

it's now.

Say something
to your grandfather.

Grandpa,

I want to be a fighter,

I don't care if I die,
God willing...

[dramatic music]

[I recognize that Salwa
looks close to her father.

Ah, still!

I'll ask my superiors
that you be allowed to speak to Zaïd.

Does that mean I'm not completely
completely wrong, then?

Given your links with him,
we had to be careful.

I have no ties with Zaïd.

So you say.

We sifted through everything to see if you had
malpractice.

Did you find any?

Your affair with this group leader,
Olivier, did your superiors know about it?

As hard as I've looked, I can't see
how this concerns the DGSE.

It's just a question.

You don't have to take everything I say
everything I say.

Don't I?

Ah, right.

- We're on first-name terms, then?
- Well, yeah.

Aside from your romantic history,
you seem clean.

[bang]

[menacing music]

[jingling chain]

Eat, my good dog.

[man 5 laughs]

Eat.

Eat.

[Ted in English] No.

You stinking b*tch.

Eat.

I want to talk to Zaïd.

Eat, you stinking b*tch!

I want to talk to Zaïd.

Eat, you stinking b*tch!

I want to talk to Zaïd!

Ahmed, stop!

Ahmed, stop it!

That's enough.

she growls

Stop it!

Stop it!

And you, are you stupid or what?

Zaïd said not to touch her!

She had it coming.

I want to talk to Zaïd!

Calm down.

[mysterious music]

[door closes]

[light slamming, chain jingling]

[hubbub]

[click]

[in French] Un véhicule en approche.

[Spit] A pax inside.

[clicks]

I have the driver in sight.

[suspense music]

Martin, this is Adele.

The driver is Verdier's.

OK, 45, well taken.

Careful, it's coming out.

We've got a dozen b*stards
coming out of the mosque.

There's at least four guys with g*ns.

[clicks]

[music intensifies]

[Pierre] Yes!

OK. Martin,

the tall one in the beige qamis,

and the brown chèche,
is Francis Verdier.

OK, well taken.

Paco, follow the car.

[intriguing music]

[music stops]

Eleven, this is 45.

We have lodged Verdier.

Repeat, we have lodged Verdier.

Bravo, boys.

[Adele] Bravo.

[siren]

[distant siren]

[tone]

[ringing]

[she clears her throat]

Hello?

Ah, it's you.

They've figured it out.

What do you want?

Do you know the village of Bartella?

[Adele] I see, yes.

It's nothing but ruins now.

You're coming with my daughter and Yanis.

Only one car.

And you're driving.

You've got to be kidding.

I'm not coming alone.

Me, I'd be alone.

Listen...

Listen, Farid...

No, I've got a friend coming over.

I'll call you back, OK?

[tension music]

- [in French] Merde.
- But no.

He's the one holding up the process.
It's convenient for us.

I thought you wanted
the exchange as quickly as possible.

[Pierre] Not fast, Adèle.

Never fast.

Have you heard from your daughter?

What a shame, Moktar!

Her husband, that dog Farès,

he k*lled our accountant
and disappeared with the money.

After all his fine words,
his fine speeches about faith,

he deserted the Islamic State.

Your daughter?

[In French] With him, I think.

See where we're at?

Fighters like Farès
are starting to desert.

They no longer believe in victory.

[one knocks]

Who told you to come in?

Get out.

And close the door.

[door closes]

[in French] L'émir anticipates defeat.

Do you know where I was last week
when I disappeared?

I was in Riyadh.

I was sent to open
bank accounts.

They're going to transfer the funds there.

That's between us.

[Moktar] Hmm.

You okay, buddy?

Yeah, I'm fine.

If anything goes wrong,
you can talk to me.

[he inhales]

No, it's just that...

since Olivier...

I've been taking pills.

But it's getting better.

Is this what
you and Rimbaud were talking about?

Yeah.

Should I talk to Martin about it?

No, if Rimbaud didn't tell you, wait.

That's what my shrink told me.

Pardon?

Wait and see.
That's what my shrink told me.

Your shrink?

I found her on the Internet.
I had my first session yesterday.

And did it feel good?

It's a little early to tell, but...

Yeah, I think so.

Is that weird?

No, it's not weird.

It's not...

No, it's good, it's good.

Thanks to the drone, we have a precise visual
on the mission zone.

The men of Verdier's katiba

are housed on this block.

Verdier is housed here, in this building,
at the end of the alley.

For recovery, in case of emergency,
we have two landing zones for the chopper.

The first, about 550 meters,
northeast of the mission area.

The second, 400 meters to the south.

Do we have a support drone?

Paco, did you check with the Americans?

We'll have a Reaper overhead
starting at 5 p.m. local time.

Play of time, six hours.

Okay, thanks.

- The Iraqis are arriving in 30 minutes.
- [Martin] OK. Come on.

- Martin, can I talk to you for two minutes?
- Yeah.

I've had Nina on the phone.

Did she call you?

Yeah, because you're not calling her back.

We're on deck 24/7.

She just had a baby.

H24, she knows what that means.

OKAY.

I didn't get your request for permission
to go see them. What are you waiting for?

Well, sir...

You've got a request for leave tonight
on my desk.

We need our families.

Then live up to it.

Yes, sir.

[crescendo action music]

Here, come on.

[soldier 1] Hi, how are you?

[soldier 2] How are you?

[light music]

[tense music]

[he whispers] My dog, my dog.

[dog panting]

[Kevlar whispers] Go!

[religious chant]

[he whispers] Down.

Doumar.

[suspenseful music]

[Kevlar] That's it.

[Kevlar] Door closed.
No human presence.

Iir...

[mysterious music]

[zipper slides]

[Martin whispers] Kevlar.

[he whispers] Doumar.

[not from the dog]

Damn, there's a kid.

OK, go!

[chain jingles]

[he whispers] Shh, shh, shh.

Don't say anything. Don't say anything.

[he continues to speak to her in Arabic]

[in French] Cut the chain.

Cut the chain.

[Martin] OK.

- Shh.
- [Spit] OK.

Cut it.

Come with me.

Come, come, come.

[conversation in the distance]

You okay?

I'll be all right.

All right?

Stay there.

Don't say anything.

[thump]

[tapping]

Doumar.

[Kevlar] Doumar.

[man laughs]

- [indistinct conversation]
- [Kevlar] Door closed.

Pax inside.

Iir.

Come on, Paco.

[tension music]

Bark, Tyson.

Bark. Bark, Tyson.

Come on, yes! Bark.

Bark, yes!

[Tyson barks]

[groan]

[groan]

[g*nshots]

[g*nshots]

[groaning]

[heavy breathing]

OK.

[suspenseful music]

[groan]

[Martin] Come on, go!

[gasp]

Paco!

[Martin] Go!

[in Arabic] Allah akbar!

[low music]

Yeah.

That's not how he's going to help us
locate Sab.

We'll do without him.

[distant g*nf*re]

[soldiers speak Arabic]

Come on! We've got to go!

We're waiting! Martin hasn't come back.

Where is he?

[heroic music]

[in French] Ça va aller. Huh?

It's okay, he's coming. Let's go.

- [Iraqi soldier in Arabic] Come on.
- [Kevlar in French] Allez!

[Spit] Come on, come on!

[Spit] Let's go!

[horn]

[Martin] Allez, go, go!

Zaïd.

Look.

[Shots]

A neighbor filmed.

How many dead?

The French...

k*lled them all.

Leave me.

[dramatic music]

[in French]
You, really, you bluffed me.

Careful.

Come.

Come into my arms. Come on.
Watch your head.

[music intensifies]

I just got Zaïd.

He's canceling everything.

[dramatic rock music]

[suspense music]