Unlock, The (2025)

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- Well, I think this is

actually it, the big one, folks,

the one we knew would come

and never wanted to see.

It's just me, Uncle Joe,

dropping truth bombs as usual.

Not paid by the media, the

government or big business,

just a servant to you

guys, my loyal tribe.

I'm holed up here with Jack,

ready to ride this out to Armageddon,

and as always, keeping

filtering the real truth to you.

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I saw the Ukraine coming a year out,

and the establishment laughed at me,

Uncle Joe, the crazy conspiracy theorist.

(group shouting)

Well f*ck them, dudes.

Because I been talking

about a Kaliningrad crisis

for a while too.

Kaliningrad's where Russia's been hiding,

under our noses in the heart of Europe.

And up until now, nobody gave

two monkey shits about it.

The Russian Baltic fleet is there,

and in the last few months,

the Reds have been flooding the area

with troops and armor,

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like a cancer spreading

through a NATO region.

Putin tells us it's a military exercise.

(chuckles) Well, f*ck you,

Vlad. We've heard that before.

It wasn't then, and it ain't now.

And nothing NATO likes least

than a f*ck-off big group of Russkis

leaning over their fence.

But Lithuania is a bona

fide member of NATO,

and that, my friends, is

a whole other ballgame.

So just hours ago, that

cancer went to Stage Four.

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Lithuania became involved.

The car of Russian Foreign

Minister Mikhail Petrov

was found near the

Lithuanian border, empty,

with enough blood and b*ll*ts in it

to make the Corleone family proud.

It's the work of Skydas.

They put a video

on the WWW saying

Petrov's gonna be ex*cuted

in 90 minutes, live for the world to see.

Who are Skydas? Well,

Lithuanian t*rrorists.

Tough-a*s m*therf*ckers and

as right-wing as they come.

Tooled up to the nines,

and they don't f*ck around.

So that's it for now.

Uncle Joe here, gonna

watch the next 90 play out.

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Lines open.

Hit me up, and make it count.

Could be your last chance.

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- Two three zero.

One zero seven, your air

roll is (indistinct).

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- Have you done this before?

- Officially, no.

Unofficially, yes.

- And it worked?

- We got what we needed.

- What about the detainee?

- Officially or unofficially?

- Oh.

And the powers that be above us,

they're all right with

us doing this, are they?

- As far as we need to know, yeah.

But listen, no offense,

but you weren't exactly

first choice, all right?

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- Yeah, I'm well aware of that. (chuckles)

You?

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- Well, let's just say

that I've got a reputation

for this kind of thing, all right?

- This kind of thing?

- Being creative with the convention

by any means necessary kind of thing.

- Well, we don't do that on our side.

- Like f*ck you don't.

Listen, Max.

It's Max, isn't it, Maxine?

- Max.

- Yeah.

My passport and payslip might say the US,

but listen to my accent.

I've not even been gone that long.

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I used to be just like you.

- What, a woman?

(Jay chuckling)

- Frankly, this side of

the pond pays better.

- Yeah, and keeps you busier, I imagine.

- [Jay] Yeah.

- Any part of the world, the

Yanks don't have their paws on?

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- Listen, Max, our man

over there was a bodyguard

for the Russian foreign minister.

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right?

At best, he's a mercenary.

At worst, he's a traitor.

- And how are you defining mercenary here?

Someone who switches their

allegiance for money?

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- Yeah, Ed?

- [Ed] What's up, bud? Is she there?

- [Jay] Yeah, she's here.

- [Ed] Put her on.

- All right, hold on.

- [Ed] Are you both there?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

- [Ed] Look, I'm not gonna

beat around the bush here.

Things have become a lot more urgent.

I'm gonna send you a news clip,

and get your sh*t together.

We don't have much time.

Our intel tells us that the

Russians are gonna use this

as an excuse to launch

an attack on Klaipeda,

if the foreign minister isn't returned.

Proceed with escalation as discussed.

- Understood.

- Okay.

- You got that?

- Yeah.

Yeah, right. Just give me a sec, okay?

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(phone rings)

- Come on, come on, pick up the phone.

Pick up the phone.

(sighs) Oh, gosh.

(phone ringing)

- [Mum] Hello?

- Oh Jesus.

Mum, there's a reason

they're called mobile phones.

You keep them somewhere on you.

- [Mum] Sorry, I not hear phone in bag.

- Yeah, what,

- What you say?

- Nothing. (sighs) Where are you?

- [Mum] We're at beach,

having lovely time.

- Okay, no, listen.

Listen.

- I go for ice cream,

one minute.

- No, I need you

to listen to me.

- Don't kick sand

in your sister's face, Louie!

Louie, come here one minute.

- Mum!

Mum, will you just stop what you're doing

and listen?

- I'm looking after children!

- I need you to get off the beach

and leave Klaipeda.

- But we just got here

and having lovely time.

- Mum, please.

Would you just-

- We go for ice cream.

One minute.

- Do as I ask.

- [Mum] Louie, don't kick

sand in your sister's face.

- Mum?

- I can't, (sighs) I call you back. - Mum!

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God. (sighs)

(Maxine breathing heavily)

f*ck.

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- Oh, well, because of

all of a sudden it's okay

to do it my way, is it, yeah?

- [Ed] I have no comment

on what your way is.

- Well it's funny, innit, eh?

Because you use me to do the

things that you can't do.

I just don't get why you've paired me up

with this f*cking medic

who's meant to be on holiday

with her family, for f*ck's sake.

- [Ed] We needed London

to be onboard with this,

and she was the nearest option.

You know we'd be doing this

differently if it was just us.

- Let me telling you something, Ed,

and let me be f*cking clear.

I'm doing something for you, all right?

Something that no one else can do,

and I'm just hoping that you can take that

into consideration for

when it's time, you got that?

- [Ed] I'll see what I can do.

- Good.

What's the matter, Ed, eh? You seem tense.

- [Ed] Ah, the director

and the secretary of

state are both wading in

on our little situation back home, bud.

Do I need to spell it out?

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- [Max] Okay, ready when you are.

- [Jay] About f*cking time and all.

- [Max] We don't need to get this wrong.

Everybody's looking.

- [Jay] Well, you're the doctor.

- [Max] I'm a medic.

It was a long time ago, and

I wasn't very good at it.

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(hood crinkling)

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Joe.

All right.

- [Jay] Nice and easy.

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(Stephen gasps)

- All right, all right, I've got ya.

I've got ya, I've got ya, I've got ya.

Calm down. Look at me,

look at me, look at me.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me. Look at me.

Breathe.

Listen, you're not

strong enough, all right?

You're not strong enough.

Good boy, that's it.

Calm, calm, calm, calm.

Are you with me?

- Stephen, we just wanna

talk to you, all right?

- Do you know who you are?

No?

Do you now where you are?

Any idea how you got here?

(Stephen breathing)

What is the last thing you remember?

(Stephen breathing)

He's f*cking blank.

Max, get the file.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- We're gonna have to give Mr.

Memento here a crash course

on how f*cked he is.

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You know, Stephen.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Okay.

You knock about

with some right nasty f*ck.

Ring any bells?

Is that a no? (scoffs)

Well, ain't that f*cking convenient?

You see, I'd forget that too, Stephen,

if I was a g*n for hire

for the Russian hierarchy.

(Stephen moaning)

You were a trooper

in Her Majesty's employment.

- [Max] Look at this.

This is you. Look at this.

- [Jay] They sent you to

some right nasty places.

You've done some pretty nasty things.

- [Max] Okay, take a

look at this, Stephen.

Do you recognize anyone here?

- It says here, Stephen,

you're a driver for the

Russian foreign minister.

But you were found with this.

So unless you were planning

on sh**ting pigeons together,

I think this is partially true.

These f*ck here, Stephen,

are right wing Lithuanian nationalists.

- [Max] He doesn't recognize any of them.

- He will recognize.

f*ck One here, right?

f*ck One here says

that Lithuania will never be

cowed to by the imperialists.

If their government

doesn't have the backbone

to look after Russia,

then their people will.

Shady f*ck Two, just there,

he says he's gonna put a

b*llet in your boss' head

within the next 90 minutes.

- Stephen, does this mean anything to you?

- Our intelligence,

Stephen, suggests that,

if the trigger-happy Russkis

cross over to the border,

to the Lithuanian border,

then this ain't gonna be

like the Ukraine, Stephen,

because let's not forget,

people from a member of NATO

executing the Russian foreign

minister live on the internet

is an act of w*r.

And that's all that the

Reds need to pave the way

for a full-scale, legal

invasion into Lithuania!

What do you think, Stephen?

Do you think Uncle Sam

and his pals here are gonna stand back

and let them trample

over one of their own?

- All right.

Okay, Stephen? All right?

Look at me.

Look at me.

You see now why it's paramount

that you tell us anything

you can remember,

anything at all about

where he's been taken.

Anything.

- All right, f*ck this. Get outta the way!

f*ck off outta the way!

You know.

- No.

- Jay,

- You know, Stephen.

- This is enough now.

- Listen, Stephen, we're

gonna do whatever it takes.

- Oh, Jesus.

- To get you to remember. Okay?

- Jay?

Got to calm down a bit.

- Whatever it f*cking

takes! Do you understand me?

- All right, let go of him.

- f*ck off, Max!

f*ck off! f*ck you!

- Let go. Okay.

- f*ck you!

- This has gone too far now.

- We aint got time for all this

good cop, bad cop bullshit.

Do you understand?

Who gives a f*ck

if this traitor here

gets slapped about a bit?

- Look at him, look at the

state, - Yeah, look at him!

- Okay, they've tried

this once, all right?

It doesn't work.

(Stephen breathing)

Jay, let's just proceed as discussed.

All right?

This is your process

anyway. It's not mine.

- Oh you like the idea now, do ya?

Eh?

Well, come on, then.

Now, you may not remember

jack sh*t, all right?

But we've got access

to your whole f*cking life.

- Stephen?

Stephen, we believe there's a trigger

that will unlock your memory.

And with it, it will give us the location

of where Skydas are

holding Mikhail Petrov.

All right? And this is what

we're looking for, okay?

It's just a hairline crack

that, when we open it up,

we can regress you back

through the trauma.

- Stephen,

we are gonna do whatever it

takes, to whoever we want,

to get this out of you.

Do you understand me?

Yeah, you do.

You do, don't ya? Eh?

Come on, Stephen!

(hand smacking)

No one even knows you're f*cking out here.

No one!

How do you think this

is gonna end, Stephen?

Tell me, talk to me.

Well, let me give you a clue.

It ain't a nice cup of tea

and biscuits with Maxine here,

let me tell ya.

- [Max] Jeez, really, is

that necessary, is it?

- [Jay] Of course it's f*cking necessary.

Are you f*cking joking me?

- All right, all right, Jay.

- [Jay] Everything is necessary.

- Give me a hand with

this table, please. Jay

, please?

Let me carry on.

- Stephen.

Stephen, time's ticking.

- [Max] Jay.

- Time's ticking.

- [Max] Jay?

- Mind him.

- All right, Stephen, I'm gonna show you

some photographs now, all right?

And I want you to tell me

if anyone here looks

familiar to you, all right?

You understand?

All right, here we go.

This is Daisy. That's your daughter.

No?

Okay.

We have Danny, your son.

(Max breathing)

All right, this is Karen.

She's your ex-wife.

All right.

This is Jennifer, your mother.

And this is David.

- Your father, David.

- Yeah. Okay, Jay.

- The one that f*cking

left you behind.

- [Max] Can you leave me to this, please?

Jay.

- Your old man.

Good man, your old man, isn't he?

Hey? Good man?

- I'm sorry, he's passed away.

(paper shuffling)

This is Phil, he's your best friend.

No? Okay, and finally, this is Mark.

All right.

You also had these items on

you when we picked you up.

The p*stol here.

Look at this. Mean anything?

No?

And this business card here.

Dr. Palmer.

(Stephen sniffling)

All right, don't worry.

Okay, look, this might

not mean anything to you

right now, but we do believe that the key

to unlocking your memory

is somewhere hidden here.

The mind, it doesn't delete information

in situations like

this, in your situation.

It just hides it from us.

And so what we're gonna do is,

we're going to use

hyperstimulation methods

to try and access your memories.

Now listen, we wouldn't do this

unless it was absolutely necessary.

No, we wouldn't. We wouldn't.

But I'm not gonna lie to you.

There is a risk of it

being both emotionally

and physically painful.

What?

- I don't know, - You

don't what? What?

- I don't know anything.

- You don't what?

- I don't know anything, I don't know.

- You don't know anything?

Okay. All right.

Okay, just hang on one second. Jay?

Can you get the first one?

- With pleasure.

- Joe, can I have er, a second?

All right, Stephen, this is a,

no, don't worry, don't worry.

This is just, no, no,

no, it's just for a minute.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Nothing's gonna happen to you, okay?

All right.

It's just for a minute.

Here we go.

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(Max exhaling)

f*ck.

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- Well, we're still here,

as the minutes tick by

and we hear jack sh*t from our government

that makes us feel any

better about it all.

(chuckles) No surprise there, though, eh?

My friend's Jack got

some life left in him,

and I'm still here and rolling.

Hey, the phone lines are flashing too,

so you're still rolling.

Let's see who's talking.

- [Jared] Whoa, am I through?

- Yeah, man, you're through.

What's your name and what's eating at ya?

- [Jared] Hey, Joe, it's Jared here.

I been listening to the

show for a long time.

I love it, man.

Thanks so much for

revealing the truth, bro.

But I never called in before,

but sitting here tonight,

I thought, f*ck it.

It might actually be

now or never, you know?

- Amen to that, brother.

Good to have you on the show.

- [Jared] I'm convinced that

this is the end of days, Joe.

Hundo percent convinced.

There's a cat in hell's chance

that crazy Vlad won't back down this time.

Just ain't gonna happen, man.

He got slammed before. He's

not gonna let it happen again.

You mark my words.

This is the Cuban

m*ssile Crisis on 'roids.

And that crazy f*ck,

he's playing for keeps.

- I'm afraid to say, you

may just be right, Jared.

You may just be right.

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(wheels squeaking)

- Are you ready for this?

- I think so.

- [Max] Okay. Stephen, it's just me.

All right?

- Oh, Stephen. What have they done to you?

- [Max] It's not us.

- What have you done to him?

- [Max] It's not us.

Stephen, do you know who this is?

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- [Karen] What do you want me to do?

- [Max] Well, just talk to him,

anything that you might think

would bring his memory back.

- Okay, Stephen, it's me,

Karen, your annoying ex-wife.

You know, the one that

you pursued relentlessly

and then left behind

when you went to fight for your country?

- [Max] Karen, maybe try something

a little less confrontational.

- [Karen] Well, he knows I don't mean it.

He knows I accept it.

Well, he did know.

What do you want me to say,

recent things, old things or?

- [Max] Well, we're not sure

how far his amnesia goes back,

but we're guessing he's

lost most of his adult life.

- [Karen] Jesus Christ.

- [Max] Yeah, so what

about if you concentrate

on the happier times, yeah?

Why don't you try that?

- Okay.

- Yeah?

- I remember how you, how

proud you were when I passed

and got my first job as a sous-chef?

And how you immediately joined the Army

because that was your dream,

to follow in your dad's footsteps?

About how you put it aside to help me?

How when I tried to thank you,

you just shrugged it

off like it was normal,

as if it's normal to park your own dreams

to help someone else with theirs.

And we had Daisy and Danny.

When Daisy took her first

steps on your birthday,

it was amazing that she did it

and you were there for that moment.

Because I know that, as a dad,

you felt like you missed out on a lot.

- This aint working. We

aint got time for this.

Now you know what you gotta do.

- I'm going over there.

- And you know what she's gotta do.

Get over there. Do your f*cking job.

- Burly guy knocked you

on the Eiffel Tower,

and it nearly fell outta your hands

but that's how I found out that

you was gonna propose to us

- [Max] Does anything that

Karen is saying sound familiar

to you at all?

Anything?

- Stephen, I've never

thanked you properly.

- Yeah.

- But I am so,

I'm so grateful, Stephen,

for everything that you've done.

When I got my diagnosis

and you'd driven me to the hospital,

and when we were there in the room,

and the doctor said that it

was cancer, and you just,

you just hear cancer,

and your mind goes

completely blank, don't it?

So I just heard his mouth moving,

and it felt like I was being pulled

into this kinda dark well.

But you took my hand

and you said that

everything was gonna be okay

and I don't the words are

ever really gonna sum up

just how, how thankful I

am for you in that moment.

Because it felt like

the world was crumbling,

but you were just this,

you were this rock.

You said we'd find a way to beat it,

and I really, I really believed you.

And I'm so thankful to you for that.

Because if it had just been me, if you,

I don't know what I'd have done.

Stephen, I really don't.

Thank you. You're fantastic.

- Right, listen to me!

Listen to me, we aint

got time for this, okay?

So either you help us

or I will wheel you

outta this f*cking room

and find someone a lot

more f*cking cooperative!

And you!

Now you mean to tell me

that you don't recognize

your own f*cking wife?

Your own f*cking wife! Look at me!

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- Okay, okay.

Stephen, Stephen, Stephen.

- Stop, stop, stop!

(hand smacking)

(Karen screaming)

- Now you listen to me!

You listen to me!

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- Get the f*ck back!

Stephen.

- f*ck!

- [Karen] I can't do this. I'm sorry.

I'm not strong enough.

- Stephen, okay. Up here, up here.

- [Jay] Prick.

- Okay, keep a hold of that,

Joe. Keep a hold of that.

Stand up with me. Stand up.

That's it, that's it, slow, slow.

Slow.

Good, good, good. Here we go.

Here we go. Okay?

I'm gonna sit you down.

I'm gonna sit you down.

Here we go. Here we go.

All right.

Listen, listen, look at me.

All right. Any more like that, okay?

- [Karen] What's wrong with you?

- He's gonna put you down.

All right? Look at me.

I don't want him to. I wanna help you.

You have to listen to us.

Listen to what's being said.

If anything sounds

familiar, you tell us, okay?

Now stay there.

- Can I get closer to

him? Is that all right?

- Yes, that's fine. That's fine.

Okay, here we go.

Stephen, is that all right, I come in?

Yeah?

All right.

You're not gonna hurt Karen, are you?

You're not gonna touch her, no?

All right, here we go.

Is this okay?

Yeah?

- Thank you.

(chair clicking)

- [Max] All right.

(Karen sniffling)

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- Stephen?

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(Karen whimpering)

(soft music)

(Karen whispering)

It don't make a difference.

- Sorry, Karen.

- I'm sorry too.

I'm sorry too.

(soft music)

(Karen sniffling)

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I know you wouldn't have anything to do

with these people if you didn't have to.

(soft music)

It's all right.

(Karen whispering)

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(Karen whispering)

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(liquid trickling)

(glass clanking)

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So that's where the money was coming from.

Supposed to refuse it.

You've been through enough already.

(Karen whispering)

Promise me that you can

lead them to the location.

(Karen whispering)

- I don't know what they want.

I don't know what they want.

- You do.

You do.

It's in there.

It's in there.

It's in here.

If anyone can do it, you can do it.

(Karen whispering)

(phone ringing)

- [Jay] Get her out of here.

- Jay?

- Get her out of here.

(phone ringing)

- Okay. Come on.

That's enough. That's enough.

I'm sorry. Okay, come on.

(phone ringing)

- Get her out of here.

I've gotta take this call now.

- [Max] All right. Okay.

- Do it. Think, for the

sake of the kids, please.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

Just wait a minute. All right?

Stay there.

- [Karen] Thank you.

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(Jay sighs)

(helicopter blades)

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(door clicking)

(door thudding)

(tense music)

- Yeah, go on. What?

We're kind of busy.

- [Ed] Oh, you know the deal, bud.

You need to check in.

I'm supposed to keep you on a tight leash.

- Ah, here he is in his true colors, eh?

Yeah. Well, how about this then, Ed?

You promise me immunity

or I will walk out that door

and I will take that blank canvas with me

and I will dump him in

the middle of nowhere.

You got me?

- [Ed] (chuckles) We

both know how that ends.

- Yeah? Well, tell me

why I should give a f*ck.

I mean, my life's over anyway.

It just means I get to take

the rest of you slags with me,

unless you help me, of course.

You see, Ed,

I do your dirty work,

because you dogs don't like

getting your hands dirty

and you make all the charges disappear.

- [Ed] What makes you

think I would help you

even if I could?

- Because if you don't,

I'm gonna make this whole

f*cking world burn down.

- [Ed] You know this

is above my pay grade.

I need to talk to the people,

and they need to think about it.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well don't let 'em think too hard, eh?

- [Ed] All right. I'll ask the question.

Now, can we focus? What did

the Jack of Diamonds do?

- Not as much as we needed her to.

Now listen, we need to

escalate immediately.

- [Ed] Well, I have concerns

that you went too far too soon

and you've blown one of the

few cards we have left to play.

If we escalate,

I need a guarantee that

you're not gonna blow it.

- The only thing you can

guarantee, my man, right?

Is I'm going to do whatever I need to do

to get that prick to

cough up what he knows.

- [Ed] And Jay, we're not

gonna have another Mogadishu,

are we?

- There can't be another Mogadishu

if you make the first one go away.

- [Ed] The kids aren't

gonna be a trigger for you?

- You need me, and you know it.

Green light that f*cking escalation

and stop wasting my f*cking time.

- [Ed] Ah, you have a green light

to bring the Queen of Hearts into play.

- Good.

Oh, and Ed?

- [Ed] Yeah, bud?

- There is a door, and I will use it.

(clock beeping)

(suspenseful music)

Got the green light to escalate.

- Okay.

- [Jay] Are you with me on this?

- [Max] Yeah. Yeah.

I just, it's just I, - [Jay]

It's just nothing, Max.

The Russians are building up troops.

There are missiles faced at Klaipeda.

We get this wrong,

then it's Armageddon.

- Just gimme a minute. All right?

Then we can proceed, yeah?

(helicopter humming)

- [Automated Voice] Please hold

your message after the tone.

(phone beeping)

- Mom?

I know I've put a lot on you recently,

and I know you're mad at me,

but can we put all that

aside for a second?

I need you to answer the phone.

I'm not messing about.

There are things which are

bigger than both of us.

And I just need you to call me back.

Please, it's very, very urgent.

(sighs) Jeez.

Just call me back when you

get this message. Okay?

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(clock beeping)

- (chuckles) Jack's starting

to look a little sorry

for himself here.

Let's make it crystal f*cking clear

that Uncle Joe ain't going nowhere.

I'm here to the bitter end for you,

with absolutely zippo sign

of the Russki Foreign Minister Petrov

being released by his kidnappers.

That may be closer than you and I want.

(helicopter humming)

Now, NATO and Russians are

saying the right thing,

diplomatic channels being explored

and blah, blah, f*cking blah.

But let's not kid ourselves here, folks.

Skydas k*ll him like they say they will,

then birds will fly,

(airplane whirring)

and the sky will be painted red.

All right, line two, you're up.

- [Gina] What the f*ck

diplomatic channels?

The Russians have no intention

of doing anything other

than marching over that border.

- Well, hello there, caller.

Jumping right in there, ain't ya?

What's your name?

- [Gina] Well, sorry, Joe,

but it seems like it's not appropriate

to be wasting time on niceties.

- There's always time for that.

I can't call you my friend

if I don't know your name.

- [Gina] Yeah, yeah. Sorry Joe.

All right. You're right.

Gina, the name's Gina.

- Welcome to the show, Gina.

And what have you got for me?

- [Gina] Like I was saying,

I'm not buying the

diplomatic channel bullshit.

The Commies are building hospitals.

You don't build hospitals

if you're not expecting casualties.

Does he think we're all stupid?

Does he expect us to fall for this twice?

Well, we're not. And we won't.

We know what he's up to,

and we won't stand by

and let him do it again.

No sirree.

Uncle Sam has his card marked,

and Putin will feel his wrath

if he steps over that line.

(tense music)

(computer beeping)

(tense music)

(chains clanking)

- Nice and easy, Stephen. Nice and easy.

- Dad?

What?

- Yeah, don't worry about that. Okay?

He's going to be all right.

Stephen, do you recognize them?

(gentle music)

This is Daisy and Danny.

They're your children.

(Daisy crying)

- Daddy!

(Daisy sobbing)

Love you, Daddy.

(Daisy sobbing)

Daddy.

(Daisy sobbing)

Please, try remember.

(Daisy crying)

Daddy, please.

Please.

(Daisy sobbing)

(Daisy sobbing)

- Stephen?

(Daisy sobbing)

Come here, Daisy.

- Daddy!

- Stephen?

(Daisy sobbing)

Do you recognize these two?

(Daisy sobbing)

It's all right.

(Daisy sobbing)

Okay, okay. Over here.

Over here.

(Daisy sobbing)

- It's all right. He knows who you are.

(Daisy sobbing)

He knows who you are.

He will remember.

I promise you he will remember, okay?

He will.

(Daisy sobbing)

(eerie music)

(children chatting)

(eerie music)

(Daisy sobbing)

(eerie music continues)

(chains clicking)

(Daisy sobbing)

(eerie music)

- [Jay] What is it, Max?

- This is going too far.

- For f*ck's sake. We

just spoke about this.

- They're kids.

- They'll survive.

- [Max] Do you have kids?

- No.

- No? Well, I do.

- And that's relevant why?

- It's not working.

- It'll work.

- Yeah, but at what cost?

- Does it matter?

- We don't even know if this

is gonna trigger his memory.

- Maybe not that, but something will.

We gotta try f*cking everything, Max.

Look, we've got permission

to do whatever the f*ck we want do.

(tense music)

So what is it? Hey?

What is it?

Oh, okay.

I get it. It's me.

You don't like me?

Bingo. That's the one.

Oh, I get it.

Your husband's been a bit naughty,

and now you think all men are wankers.

Is that right?

- f*ck you, Jay.

f*ck you.

- Hey?

You've run away to your mummy.

Your mum's looking after

your kids. Is that it?

Who f*cking comes on

holiday in Lithuania anyway?

Then what?

Some office bods run a few numbers,

pushed a few buttons and

found you and sent you to me.

Look, you have got experience

in this field, Max.

Even if you are outta practice.

- Does that make you feel better? Yeah?

Knowing that you're right?

- Well, for what it's worth, yes.

It does make me feel better,

to the point that I'm not

f*cking stuck out here

with some f*cking amateur.

Even if you are slightly outta practice.

(tense music)

Look, Max, we're not all the same.

All right?

- Oh jeez.

Don't patronize me, Jay.

- Well, we're not.

- No.

No, you're not all the same.

But there's a definite

type, and you're it.

You think you're smart

because you figured that out?

You're CIA. I'd be

disappointed if you didn't.

You know what, I spent

years trying to get away

from that d*ck

and then I end up stuck

in a f*cking warehouse

with a carbon f*cking copy of him.

- Charming.

- Yeah. Come on.

Come on!

- Charming.

For f*ck's sake.

(suspenseful music)

(Stephen breathing)

What now, Stephen? Hey?

Your own flesh and blood in f*cking bits.

I don't wanna f*cking

hurt you. I'm exhausted.

- Okay. All right.

Stephen, did you recognize them at all?

I mean, do you,

I just don't know.

- Stephen, look at me for a minute.

Do you have kids?

Do you have two kids, a girl and a boy?

(tense music)

You don't remember?

- Go right back. Do you

remember when they were born?

You remember you, you

remember Karen in the hospital?

All right? Maybe picture

the hospital again.

(baby crying)

(suspenseful music)

- [Jay] We want to get

you out of here, Stephen,

so you can join your family again,

so you can put your kids to bed at night.

We want get you out of here

and we want get out here.

And we all want to go home, Stephen.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- She was sick.

- [Jay] Say that again, Stephen.

A little bit louder,

sorry. Say that again.

- She was sick.

- [Max] Who was sick?

- Karen. Karen was sick.

- Karen was sick. Okay.

- She was in the hospital.

She needed the treatments.

- Good.

- Okay. Okay.

- Good, Stephen. Good.

What else can you remember, Stephen?

- I took a job.

- What was the job?

- I was a driver for

Russian Foreign Ministry.

(tense music)

- You left Karen to do the job?

- Yeah.

- [Max] Did you leave your kids?

(Stephen breathing)

- I don't know. I don't know.

- You don't remember that bit? Okay.

Don't remember that bit. All right.

Let's just focus on Karen.

So you left Karen to do

the job and she was sick.

(kids chattering)

(suspenseful music)

If Karen was sick, why

did you take the job?

- I needed the money.

- [Max] What for?

- Treatments. She needed

the money for treatment.

She's a good mother. You know?

She's, the kids need her.

- Yeah.

Yes, they do. They do need her.

- Stephen?

Stephen, look at me.

Where did you take the

Russian foreign minister?

- I was just the driver.

- Okay but you,

- Okay. But where?

Where were you? Where did you go?

Where did you go?

Can you remember any fields,

buildings, anything, signs?

(Stephen breathing)

- So you remember

sitting behind the wheel.

Do you remember that?

(tense music)

- Yeah. Yeah, I do.

(chains clicking)

- Yeah? Yeah?

Okay.

So you look up and you look out.

(suspenseful music)

- Fields.

- Fields?

- Good. Good.

All right.

(suspenseful music)

- It's the countryside.

- Okay. The countryside.

And can you see any signs

at all? Any signs around?

(suspenseful music)

- Hills? There's hills.

- Okay, good.

Any buildings?

(suspenseful music)

- It's dusk. It's evening.

- It's evening.

- Foreign minister's

in the back of the car.

- [Jay] Okay.

- Okay.

- Was he on the phone, Stephen?

Did you understand him?

Did he say anything, Stephen?

Anything at all?

We need to know what happened

in that car, mate. Come on.

- [Max] You're doing very well.

(suspenseful music)

(Stephen breathing)

- Stephen?

Look at this.

What does this mean to you?

(suspenseful music)

Do you know what the flag this is?

You do?

Okay. His memory's coming back.

- All right, good.

- His memory's coming back.

This is good, Stephen. This is very good.

- This is really, very good, mate.

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right? Just breathe, calm.

(Stephen breathing)

- So let's go back to

this road that you're on.

(suspenseful music)

All right, it's dusk.

You're driving down this road.

There's hills all around.

(suspenseful music)

Can you see any street signs yet?

No?

All right, the Russian foreign

minister is in the back.

And can you see any cars behind you?

Is there anyone following you?

- Stephen, here. Here, here, here, here.

Drink. Good, good.

Good, good.

Okay?

All right?

Do you need some more?

Okay. All right.

Okay. All right.

(Stephen breathing)

- Okay.

So no one's following? No?

(suspenseful music)

How you feeling, Steve?

What's wrong?

(suspenseful music)

- My head.

- [Max] Head?

- Yeah. Head.

- Yeah.

You have a concussion.

(suspenseful music)

- I can't remember anything.

- You've done really well so far.

You've been remembering little moments.

Things are coming back

to you now. All right?

I'm pretty sure that, if

we continue like this,

more, more memories will

come back to you, okay?

We just need to stay calm

at this level. All right?

(suspenseful music)

When we stay calm at this

level, it's the best situation

for you to be in, in

order for memory recall

(Max speaking indistinctly)

(suspenseful music)

Did you recognize them at all?

(suspenseful music)

(Stephen breathing)

(children chatting)

(eerie music)

- There was two, at least two guys.

There was a big guy,

and they ripped it off,

off the uniform.

- Yeah?

- I dunno whose it was though.

- The arm, the arm of the uniform. Yeah?

- They ripped it off.

- Okay, good, good.

(suspenseful music)

(fabric ripping)

- Put something else on.

That's it. That's all I can remember.

- It's a false flag operation.

We're looking for the

wrong people, int we?

It's the Russians.

They're trying to stick

it on the Lithuanians.

They're pinning it on the Lithuanians!

(chains clicking)

Well done, mate.

- Yeah.

- Well done, mate.

- All right, let's,

what, do we need to do that?

- [Jay] Just for now we do.

Just for now we do.

- All right. Okay.

Stephen, nothing's gonna

happen to you. All right?

He's just gonna,

- I've got you.

- All right?

- I've got you.

- [Max] Nothing's gonna happen.

Nothing's gonna happen.

- Nice and easy.

- All right.

- I need to check in.

(tense music)

(helicopter whirring)

(radio chattering)

- [Ed] How's the Brit doing?

- She's wobbling.

I think she knows we're

pretty close to the line.

- [Ed] You're Mr. The

Ends Justify the Means.

We're watching it with legal.

- Legal means f*ck all if it goes wrong

and it goes public Ed.

All right?

Look, I just wanna know

what I'm getting outta this.

- [Ed] Apart from doing your duty?

- Look, we're past that, Ed.

We both know there's a good chance

I may not be doing this job next week.

I just need to know that

you've passed my request

up the chain.

- [Ed] It's not as easy

as that, and you know it.

There are bigger players

than you and I involved

in this now.

- f*ck that. I plan the play Ed.

All right?

I know what's coming to all

points, including the kids.

Why should I give a f*ck?

- [Ed] Oh, you k*lled an unarmed child.

(tense music)

(Jay breathing)

- I thought she had a g*n.

- [Ed] So you say.

- I thought she had a

f*cking g*n. All right?

- [Ed] It's not me you

need to convince, bud.

- Yeah, you're right.

Because how about I'll take down with me?

Seeing as you were the one who

was f*cking running the show.

- [Ed] We both know you went

off script and I can prove it.

You're not exactly Mr.

Paperwork, but I am.

There's nothing linking

me to what you did.

I'm just trying to get through today

without you causing any

damage to my career.

I've got no choice but to

trust you, but I don't.

- Look, all I need is

for you to reassure me

that you're gonna do

what you said you were gonna f*cking do.

- [Ed] I always do what I say I will.

Your message has been passed up the line.

- But just let me remind you

that I'm on the front

line risking my bullocks

for you and them.

Don't you f*cking question me

and let me do my f*cking job.

I'm gonna need to play

another card very soon.

- [Ed] King of Spades is green lit.

Ready when you are.

- Good.

(helicopter whirring)

(radio chattering)

(door squeaking)

- Oh my God. Jesus, Mom.

Listen, I don't have

time for niceties. Okay?

Where are you?

I need to know where you are.

- [Mum] I can't hear you.

- I said, where are you?

- [Mum] What? Say again.

I can't hear you.

- Okay, well just drive.

Yeah, just drive.

- Signal very bad.

- Just get off the main road

and leave the city. Okay?

- [Mum] Can't hear you.

- Jeez, for f*ck's sake.

- [Mum] I hear that.

- Of course you did.

- [Mum] Very flippant.

- No, listen to me. All right?

I need you to get off the

main road and out of the city.

- I can't hear you.

- I can't tell you why.

But I need you to get

as far away as you can

within the next hour.

- What you say?

(phone beeping)

- Mum?

Mom?

(phone beeping)

f*ck's sake.

(door clicking)

(suspenseful music)

(clock beeping)

(airplanes whirring)

- [Uncle Joe] So Uncle

Joe is long in the tooth

and grey in the hair, what's left of it.

And let me tell you, folks,

I ain't ever seen anything like this.

Not even at the height of the Cold w*r.

There's saber rattling,

and then there's this.

This buildup of military forces

in the area is unprecedented,

and it's gonna take something

pretty f*cking special

to pull us back into the

realms of the precedented

where we all feel cozy and warm.

(airplane whirring)

Line three, you there?

- [Listener] We're coming for

you, you communist deceivers.

We should have come for you in '62.

But Kennedy didn't lead in

life like he did in death.

This will not be another of Bay of Pigs.

- What's your name, brother?

- [Listener] I'm a patriot.

We're ready for you, Mr. Putin.

All of Russia and its

allies will regret this day.

Mark my words.

- Okay, patriot, you, erm

- [Listener] Ezekiel 13:14.

"So I will tear down the

wall you plastered over

with whitewash and bring

it down to the ground

so that its foundation is laid bare.

And when it falls, you will

be consumed in its midst,

and you will know that I am the Lord."

(phone beeping)

- Amen, brother.

From what I got on my screen,

Patriot ain't too far from

what our government's thinking.

(g*n firing)

(airplane whirring)

And if that's the case,

then the clock is counting

down to World w*r III.

(rockets blasting)

(b*mb blasting)

(computer beeping)

(tense music)

(footsteps tapping)

- Is this all necessary?

Can't we get him out of the rope?

- Stephen? It's just me.

I'm gonna take your hood off. Okay?

Here we go.

- Hey, Stephen.

f*cking hell, mate.

Mate, what the f*ck's going on?

- Listen to me. You've got one job to do.

All right?

Now, he's your pal? Yeah?

Okay?

You need to get in his head for me.

I need to know where he's

been for the past 24 hours.

Can you do that?

- Yeah, I can do that.

- Come on, Big Phil. Let's go.

- f*cking hell, man.

Hey, talk to me.

- Do you even know him?

Hey?

- [Phil] It's me. It's your main man.

- [Jay] Have we made a

mistake here or what?

- [Max] Just leave him to

it for a minute. All right?

- Do I know him?

- Is this your pal or what?

- Yeah, I do know him.

- Well, get in his head.

- You saved my life.

- Stop f*cking about.

- Back in Afghanistan, when

my Jackal was hit with an IED.

(bombs exploding)

(soldiers shouting)

You chased off Terry Taliban with an RPG.

(soldiers shouting)

(suspenseful music)

This guy's asking me, do I know you?

Yeah. I do know him.

- He looks blank to me.

- He's my brother.

- [Jay] Just like the rest of us.

- You've got a tattoo on

your chest over there.

Here, my friend. Look.

See that?

I have the same tattoo, Steve.

The same one.

You and me were part of the same regiment.

You, me, Lanky Len, Wes, Chico.

We were a band of brothers.

That's who we were, man. We were a family.

I don't know how you

ended up in this mess,

but f*cking hell, if you know anything

like this guy is saying that you do know,

now's the time to tell him.

Talk to me.

- Stephen?

- Hey!

Talk to me.

- Stephen.

Does this ring any bells?

Do you know this man?

- Ignore him. Look at me.

What's going on?

- Don't know.

I can't remember.

I can't remember a thing.

- What can you remember?

- Little bits, like, not much.

Karen, I remember.

She's sick.

- Your ex-wife?

- Do I have kids?

- You have two kids.

- Girl and a boy?

- Girl and a boy, Daisy and Danny.

I was the godfather to Danny.

Who did this to you? Did

he put his hands on you?

- Yeah, but I dunno.

I just woke up and I had

the hood over my head,

and it's like I'm, I

dunno what's going on.

- Well, I'm here now.

It's gonna be all right.

I'm gonna get you out this.

- [Jay] Well, we're

running out of time, Phil.

- Hey, Ponytail, you want

to calm the f*ck down?

- f*ck you, man. Ponytail.

- Let me talk to my friend.

- We're running out of time.

- What's your problem?

- Do your f*cking job.

- I'm doing, I'm doing it.

- One f*cking job.

You got one job, go and do it.

- Get off my back, I'm doing,

let me handle my friend.

- Turn around and go

and f*cking do it then.

- I don't like your attitude.

- Go on. Turn around and

go and do your f*cking job.

Go and do, (hands smacking)

(g*n clicking) I will f*cking

put one in your head.

Do it!

I will stick a f*cking

b*llet in your head!

(group shouting)

(suspenseful music)

(group shouting)

(suspenseful music)

Get on with the f*cking job.

Get over there and f*cking job.

f*cking w*nk*r!

- Do what we've asked you to do.

- Hey, I'm doing it.

- Do what we've asked you

to do.

- Go control your dog over there.

- Phil? Talk to your friend.

All right?

- I'm trying.

I'm trying.

- Do what we've asked you

to do.

- You guys ain't letting me.

- Okay.

- Why don't you guys back up

and let me just do

what I'm gotta do?

- He's gone. All right?

It's just me in here now. Okay?

It's just me.

- I don't give a f*ck

about these two. All right?

I'm here for you.

I only care about you.

But if you know anything,

now's the time to tell her.

All right, my friend?

What do you remember?

(tense music)

- I took this job with the Russians.

- Yeah.

- Nothing dodgy or anything,

they were just paying a lot

of money, like silly money.

- Okay.

- Clear thirty grand

a month easy, driving.

(suspenseful music)

I needed the money.

Karen, she's,

(suspenseful music)

- Yeah.

- It was just pick people

up, drop them off. That's it.

- Why didn't you come to one of the boys

when you needed money?

We'd have been there

for you. We're a family.

- I don't remember any,

I can't remember that.

I remember, - Do you remember

2014, Operation Shader?

You, me, we fought off

those ISIL t*rrorists.

2015?

The punch up we had when

you landed one on the button

in the bar?

Afterwards we went and got

these matching tattoos,

because you said,

it's important to know

where you come from.

That was you.

Like I said, we're a family.

We'd die for you. That's why I'm here now.

I'm here for you.

I know you struggled when you came home.

Wes told me you struggled with civvy life,

and I should have been there for you.

I should have.

But I wasn't.

And I'm sorry for that.

But I'm here now, and I'm

gonna make sure you're okay.

But you, but you, but you need

to tell these guys what they want to know

because it's important.

And I know you know that too.

(Stephen sniffling)

I know you know that.

You're gonna be okay. I'm here now.

(suspenseful music)

It's gonna be all right.

Listen, can we get him out of this rope?

- Phil,

- This guy saved my life. I

don't like seeing him like this.

- I know.

- This is inhumane.

- [Max] If I could, I would, I just,

- Well, speak to your superiors.

- Yeah, I can't do,

- He's opening up to me.

- Phil. Phil, please.

- Just.

- Right.

- You just need to keep talking to me.

- Now, you listen up.

- f*cking hell.

(suspenseful music)

That's a kid.

- I'm sick of this f*cking sh*t show.

Stephen!

You're gonna have to

snap outta this now, son.

Joe, keep him covered.

- [Max] Jay, what are you doing?

Daisy? Don't worry, all right?

Everything's gonna be right.

He's not gonna hurt you.

- [Jay] I don't wanna

hurt her, but I will.

- [Max] Put the g*n down.

Daisy, don't worry.

- This is how

this is gonna go down.

- He's not gonna hurt you.

All right?

- This is how

this is gonna go down Maxine.

- Put the g*n down,

please. Jay.

- Listen to me, and let me

make this f*cking clear.

Everyone is expendable.

You see that g*n over there?

You're gonna stick in his

hands. That's the one.

Give it to him.

- No, no.

- Give it to Stephen.

- [Max] I'm not doing that, Jay.

- Give the g*n, back off you!

Back off.

- [Phil] All right, all right.

All right, all right.

- I will f*cking finish you.

- All right. Calm down.

- [Jay] Give the g*n to Stephen, Maxine.

- [Max] I'm not doing

that. No, there is no way.

- [Jay] Give the g*n to Stephen, Maxine.

- That g*n in his hands, no.

Have you lost your mind?

- Give that f*cking g*n.

- All right, okay.

- [Jay] And stick it in

his hands. Back off now!

- I'm doing it. I'm doing it.

Just put that down.

Put that down.

- Good.

- Joe's got his g*n pointed at you.

All right?

If you use this, you're dead.

- [Jay] Back off. I'm not f*cking joking.

- You use this, I'm not

gonna be able to help you.

All right?

Please, don't.

Don't.

- Now you listen to me, Stephen,

I'm giving you 20

seconds to make a choice.

20 f*cking seconds.

I'm gonna give you three options.

Option one,

you tell me what I need to know,

and we can all f*ck off home.

Option two,

you know but you don't tell me,

and I will f*cking k*ll your daughter.

- Hey!

- Stephen, don't.

- Option three,

the wild card.

You don't know, and you can't tell me,

so you sh**t this prick instead.

- You're mental.

- Stop it. You can't do this.

Jay.

- Come on, Stephen.

Make a choice. Make a f*cking choice.

Otherwise, (Daisy screaming)

(group yelling)

(Daisy screaming)

(g*nsh*t blasting)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

Okay?

Okay. Okay.

It's okay. Relax.

Now you know I wouldn't have

hurt you, darling, don't ya?

- Oh Jesus.

Okay. Oh, okay.

Gimme this. Gimme this, Steve.

There we go.

All right, okay.

(g*n clanking)

Come back here. Come on.

Daisy, let's get you out of here. Okay?

Come on. Let's get you out of here.

All right? Come on.

Come on. Steve.

Come on. It's all right.

It's all right. Okay, Stephen.

Stephen, I need to get

her out of here. Okay?

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Let's get you out of here. All right?

Don't look over there. Okay?

That's it. Come on, Daisy.

Daisy, come on, please.

That's it. Okay, Daisy.

This way with me. Come on, quick, quick.

No, no, don't look. Don't look.

This way, this way, this way.

Come on.

(chains clinking)

(helicopter humming)

(radio chatter)

- This ain't about you!

- f*ck off, Jay.

- This ain't about you or

some deadbeat ex-soldier

or any kids.

Now, what is it with that phone?

'Cause I will f*cking get it outta you.

- Yeah? Sorry.

- Yeah!

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- What, you think I didn't read your file

before I agreed to this?

- You know f*ck all about that.

- Oh, right. Okay, all right then.

Well, explain to me why that was justified

and explain to me why they're

not just gonna drag you away

as soon as we're done.

- Have you heard of collateral damage?

- Don't gimme that sh*t.

She was unarmed and you knew it.

- Well, if I knew that, I

wouldn't be here. Would I?

But let's talk about your file, Max.

- Oh, right. Yeah.

- Yeah?

Let's talk about your f*cking file.

When was the last time you had

to make a split second decision

if people's f*cking lives depended on it?

- Don't give me that sh*t.

You know I've seen my share of it, Jay!

- Yeah?

- Yes.

- Well, you better remember

how that made you f*cking feel.

- f*ck off. f*ck you!

- Stop pointing the finger

at me about things you

know f*ck all about!

(tense music)

Let me tell you something, Max.

Things are gonna get f*cking ugly

before they get any better.

You wanna f*cking walk away?

- You think I want to?

- You wanna f*cking

walk away?

- You think want

to walk away?

- Then be my guest!

Be my guest! f*cking walk away!

(tense music)

- That beach that's gonna be

shelled in just over an hour?

My mum and kids are on that beach.

All right?

So we better stop this

f*cking about, okay?

And we better be able to

regress this deadbeat ex-soldier

because right now I can't get hold of them

to tell them to get the f*ck off there.

- All right. All right.

- All right? So I remember.

I remember how it feels.

f*ck you. I remember how it feels.

(Max panting)

Jay,

Jay, we have better cards to play.

- Well let's go to work.

(suspenseful music)

(clock beeping)

(tense music)

(chains clicking)

What do you remember? Think.

Come on.

- Please, Stephen. We don't

have much time, please.

- Stephen, please, think.

Stephen.

- Okay, okay.

- Don't push me, Stephen.

I need you to remember something.

- Let her go.

- [Max] We'll let her go.

All right?

- Let her.

- We'll let her go.

- I'll let her go.

I'll let her go. You've got my word.

You've got my word.

You've got my word.

What do you remember?

(chains clicking)

Come on, mate.

- Just tell us what you remember.

We'll let her go.

We promise.

- Look.

- It's an oil company.

(eerie music)

- An oil company?

An oil company. Stephen?

An oil company, yes.

- Klaipedos, Klaipedos Oil.

- Klaipedos, Klaipedos.

- Klaipedos?

- Klaipedos Oil.

- Search it.

- Yep. Okay.

So Klaipedos Oil, they have

five warehouses within 50 miles

of where we picked him up.

- Oh yeah.

- You gonna make the call?

- I am.

- Okay.

Okay.

(phone ringing)

It's okay.

- Ed? Yeah.

- She's gonna be all right.

- Yeah. Ed, Ed?

- [Ed] What you got for me then?

- We've got a solid lead.

- [Ed] Straight up?

- Yeah, he's got partial

recognition on the location.

It's a warehouse that belongs

to a Lithuanian oil company.

There are five close

to where we found him.

- [Ed] Five? We need it down to one.

- Well, no sh*t, Ed.

- [Ed] There's only one bird in the air

and we haven't got time

to raid all of them.

- Permission to play the ace?

- [Ed] This is our last

roll of the dice, Jay.

Don't forget that. Permission granted.

- Good.

(gentle music)

- All right.

- Max?

- Okay. Yeah?

- Cover him up.

- What?

- Cover him up.

- What, do we, - Cover him up!

- f*ck's sake.

- Joe?

- Joe?

- Get rid of this lump.

Get him out of here.

- Here. Okay.

All right? Just for a second.

Okay. Okay.

Jesus f*cking Christ.

(chiming music)

(helicopter humming)

(radio chatter)

You feeling pleased with yourself?

- It worked, didn't it?

Look Max, we're really f*cking

close to the line here. Okay?

Then we end it.

- Yeah, but you don't care

about the end result do you?

You're just doing this to clear your name.

- So f*cking what if I am?

Look don't judge me. Okay?

I made a mistake and I'm

trying to rectify this now.

- Yeah, by doing good

or by getting away with it?

- Does it matter?

Does it matter?

- It should, yeah.

Yeah, it should.

- Yeah, well, that's none

of your f*cking business.

All right?

- But we've got 30

minutes to the deadline.

All right?

- Yeah, yeah.

- So let's just get on with it.

Okay?

- I just need a couple minutes.

I've gotta sort my head out.

- Hm, is that an admission of weakness?

(gravel crunching)

(tense music)

(clock beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(g*n blasting)

- Doesn't look like it's too

long till the deadline, folks.

Still no sign of a resolution, respite,

or the cavalry coming to save us all.

Now, here's how Uncle Joe

thinks it's gonna play out.

And I'm warning you, it

ain't gonna be pretty.

(m*ssile blasting)

Once Petrov gets popped on the WWW,

Vlad is gonna start the birds flying

and the boots marching

all over little Lithuania.

Uncle Sam and his NATO

pals have all signed a deal

that's all for one and one for all.

So they'll retaliate, and

nobody's gonna back down.

It's been building for decades,

but it could be over in days.

(airplane whirring)

(g*nshots blasting)

Best case scenario?

It's boots on the ground

and a big old fashioned w*r in Europe

that could go either way.

But Vlad ain't gonna be

around that much longer.

He's sick. He wants his

place in the history books.

Reason being, our schools

teach us more about Hitler,

Stalin and Bin Laden than

they do about Lincoln,

Gandhi and Mandela.

So my dollar is on him

hitting the big red button.

And when he does that,

there's a whole bunch of other

ones that'll get hit too.

(missiles whizzing)

Then, kaboom.

Things will never be the same again.

So if it is red button time,

then I just want to say,

thanks to all of you for putting up

with an old man sharing his meanderings

over the radio waves.

You've been my confessors,

my challengers, my compadres,

and me and Jack raise a glass to y'all.

We got nothing left to say

other than God help us

all and God bless America.

(computer beeping)

(unsettling music)

(tense music)

- Hello, Stephen.

(unsettling music)

(Stephen breathing)

Oh, son.

(Stephen whimpering)

It's okay.

(Steven whimpering)

Shh. It's okay.

(Stephen crying)

Okay, okay.

Okay, it's okay, son.

You're safe.

(chains clinking)

You're safe.

You're safe, son.

You're safe now.

(Stephen crying)

(slow music)

- [Jay] Now, David, you know what we need.

- Okay, just, - Okay?

- It's my son.

I'll try and explain,

Stephen, the best I can.

You must have so many questions,

but you do recognize me.

So that part of your

memory is still intact.

That's good.

That's good.

Stephen?

I want you to know that I

want to try and help you,

but we are short, we're short on time,

but I want you to know that everything

before my death was true.

You understand?

Good.

(eerie music)

- Mrs Fairfax?

- Yes?

- I worked with your husband.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

(Stephen breathing)

- I know you must be angry.

I would be.

I had to protect you.

I don't know how much you know

about my military background,

but at the time, I was working

for the British Intelligence in Kosovo.

I had to make a choice, Stephen.

(chiming music)

I had to make a choice

between keeping my family

or keeping my family alive.

That's no choice at all, Stephen.

No.

I want you to know,

the choice I made to disappear

from your life was because

I was living by that mantra.

(David breathing)

You see, when I was compromised,

my death was inevitable.

The people who were after me, Stephen,

they wouldn't have

stopped until I was dead.

I didn't have a choice.

It was a deal I had to take.

I faked my death,

a mercenary taking money

from our government,

he claimed my head, took the

bounty, and I slipped away.

You've got to understand, Stephen,

that these, these people

would not have stopped.

They wouldn't have flinched

at k*lling all of you.

And they would've done it in such a way

that makes these people

look like Girl Scouts.

I've watched you from afar.

I have.

I was there at your wedding.

I was there when your children were born.

I was there when you became a soldier.

You didn't see me, but I was there.

And son, I am so proud of you.

You and I will get the chance

to do something amazing to,

yes, it will never be

known outside this room,

but we, we can do it together.

You need to reach deep

inside yourself, Stephen.

You need to give them what they want.

Stephen, look at me.

You know it's in there,

son. I know it's in there.

They know it's in there.

Otherwise, they wouldn't

continue like this.

They're betting everything

on you, Stephen.

Stephen, it's important to realize,

there is no plan B to this, Stephen.

They need the information.

(Stephen sniffling)

- I can't, I can't remember anything.

I can't remember.

- You will, Stephen.

You will, Stephen. You know it's in there.

They're betting everything on you.

You can do it, Stephen.

You need to find the address.

(chiming music)

Son? Son, listen.

Life, life doesn't throw

second chances at us.

But this, this is a second

chance, Stephen, for us.

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

I've run through this a thousand times.

What would I do?

What would I say to my son

if I could see him again?

(David panting)

I never thought I would get this call

to come here and see you.

You might think this,

you might think they've

been torturing you, Stephen,

but they haven't.

This is not t*rture.

They're trying to stimulate

your memory, Stephen.

And it is working. I can see

it in your eyes, Stephen.

It's working.

You just need to reach that last step

and say it, Stephen.

And then, then we can go home.

We can do something momentous

together, you and I,

we can be at another

pivotal moment in history.

Only, this time, you

are the pivot, Stephen.

You are the pivot.

You will save the world, Stephen.

We can go home, Stephen.

We can go home, son.

(Stephen and David breathing)

Come on, Stephen.

Come on.

(Stephen sniffling)

(expl*si*n blasting)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(clock beeping)

(suspenseful music)

It's coming.

- Okay.

- B, B, B, U, R,

B, U, R, I, Y. g,

Buriy G.

- Buriy G.

- Buriy G.

- Buriy G.

- Buriy G.

(group sighing)

- Well done, Stephen.

Good job.

- Yeah.

Thank you, Stephen.

- Joe, get the troops ready.

- This is my son.

You've been f*cking with my son.

Now you've got what you want.

Now let him go like we agreed.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

(phone ringing)

- (sighs) Come on, come on.

- I can't stay.

- Ed?

- [Ed] I hope you got

some good news for me.

That's a whole pack of cards

played. We're out of time.

- We've got an address.

- [Ed] You kidding me?

- No, I'm not kidding you.

- [Ed] Well, spill it. We

got SEAL teams ready to go.

I just need the location.

- Ed, listen to me.

I want that conviction quashed.

- Going to do everything,

- Understand?

- [Ed] I've done my best,

bud. I've done my very best.

What you've done today

will be taken into account.

- All right.

He's at Buriy G, Klaipedos

Oil warehouse at Buriy G.

- [Ed] Wait there, lemme call it in.

You're a good soldier, Jay.

- Thanks, Ed.

- [Ed] Look after yourself, bud.

- Is it all right?

What happens now?

- I've got my knife, Stephen.

Don't panic, Stephen.

- The birds are in the air.

It's over.

- Oh jeez.

It actually worked?

(knife slicing)

- Thank you.

Go on.

Go and call your mum.

(slow music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

(knife slicing)

Yeah, yeah.

- What's the matter?

What happened?

- Everything's fine.

Everything's fine.

- Are you okay?

- I just wanna say, thanks.

- [Mum] Thank you for what?

- For being there for me

and the kids, you know?

- Got to get out of here, son.

- [Mum] Of course I there

for children and you.

What's the matter?

- No, no I'm good. I'm good.

Yeah, I, I'll see you later.

- Just need to get out, Stephen.

- [Mum] All right, I'll see you later.

- Okay, bye.

(suspenseful music)

- Joe! On me!

(suspenseful music)

- [Max] No, don't sh**t!

(clock ticking)

(suspenseful music)

- Stephen, hey.

Hey, man, it's gonna be all right.

It's all right. It's all right, Stephen.

I'm just an actor.

(Daisy screaming)

- Everybody down!

All down. Everybody f*cking down!

Everybody down. Everybody down.

Everybody down and don't f*cking move.

Don't f*cking move.

Don't f*cking move.

Don't you f*cking move.

(suspenseful music)

Don't you f*cking move.

- Gonna get out.

- Stephen, don't lose it,

f*cking, Stephen.

We had a deal, David,

hands over your head!

Now!

(Jay shouting)

(suspenseful music)

We had a deal!

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

- This guy's asking me,

this guy's asking me.

Yeah, I do know him.

(eerie music)

(children chatting)

(eerie music)

- [Jay] Whatever you

f*cking do, yeah, good, good.

(eerie music)

(Jay shouting)

- [Max] David, it's gonna be all right.

(eerie music)

(group shouting)

(eerie music)

(group shouting)

(eerie music)

(group shouting)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(clock beeping)

(helicopter humming)

- Ah, yes, sir.

Dust off in.

- [Soldier] Sure, safety

echo, completed on scene.

- [Soldier] You copy?

(radio chatter)

- [Soldier] Unit two move into position.

Units three and four, maintain coverage.

- [Soldier] Roger, sector six.

- [Soldier] Someone's coming out, bud.

- [Soldier] On my signal.

- [Soldier] This is

echo-zero-nine. We have hostiles.

- [Soldier] Zero-18-fox, eyes on bravo.

- Drop your weapon.

- Contact, wait out.

(g*nshots blasting)

(radio chatter)

(suspenseful music)

(clock beeping)

(helicopter humming)

- Zero, this is 18 Alpha.

Jackpot on bravo one.

(radio chatter)

(helicopter humming)

(clock beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(clock beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(computer beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(chiming music)

B-R-N

Hands off me, me, me

(hip hop music)

(hip hop music continues)

Started blurry but that

vision's getting clearer

I ain't trusting anyone

except the man up in my mirror

I feel the pressure, yeah,

the weight is on my back

I just want peace

I ain't into violence like I'm Max

Pull it back, we on the map

But they'd be hating where we at

Gotta think outside the box

They can't be hating on the plan

I'm creative like I'm Jay

They can't be getting in the way

I ain't trying to twist the media

They be spreading sh*t for days

Tell the truth and now

they're hating on each other

Corruption in this life

is messing up my brothers

No lie, I'd rather die

I can't f*ck with undercovers

More time, they just hide

- Move.

Like they're chilling

Undercover

- Good.

All they do is try

And break me down

- Cut, cut.

(group clapping)

You taking me out

All they trying do is breaking my dime

But I ain't Paddy McGuinness,

So you ain't taking me out

So life can change

Yeah, you know that

sh*t gets kinda hard

He went from Liverpool to

being someone's bodyguard

No, we ain't sitting

in this shorty here

Living large, he lost the plot

Now he's really sitting in the dark

Ah, and now his mind's gone f*cked

He don't know who to trust

and life is getting too much

He's trying to break it all down

He can't figure it out

Now they got him by the throat

He ain't making a sound

I watch my back 'cause

they've been watching me

Onto me like property

Gotta keep it moving like Monopoly

I watched my back,

there ain't no honesty

Understand the policy

I ain't gonna crack like pottery

Nah

And he ain't gonna let it slip

You must be thinking he's a diff

But really he was built for this

Nah and he ain't gonna let it slip

You must be thinking he's a diff

But really he was built for this

See, nowadays we ain't trusting anyone

Said I'm done

I got wisdom and I

bust it from my lungs

More time, they in

internal discussions

Getting tense, now they're

talking to the Russians

Less is more, gotta

let them know the score

Break it raw, yet it's sour

when you're coming for it all

But no one ever wants to stand down

Always wants to stand out

More time, end up in the background

Tell him, careful who your act round

He woke up in a mad town

Everything looking cracked down