- What you got there?
- I saw you.
- Okay, gimme an
impression of the Grinch.
- We could do
some green face paint.
- My colleague and
I, Mr. Johnson,
have worked the past 10 years
tirelessly to present our works
to the military
leaderships of the world.
We have named it BRI,
Body Recovery Immunization.
BRI is a complicated
and technical procedure
of which I'm not permitted
to disclose any
classified details.
Within our program,
we can adjust
select participants
into the greatest combat
soldier of any battalion.
A five-year program is necessary
to readjust the body's DNA
systematically over time,
that will bring to
effect that when injured,
the serum-injected
body will recover
and repair itself
almost immediately.
This program is necessary as
we see an ever-growing need
to advance our technologies,
defenses, and troops.
We can utilize these soldiers
with exceptional strength
and self-healing technologies
as our frontline military
to protect our boundaries,
our country, our security,
or for so much more.
My recent development was to
discover an
unprecedented solution.
The original BRI infused
with alligator blood.
This we have found helps
the human body samples
develop a super-strength
working within the DNA
to involve every cell one
million times faster, better,
and healthier, all
at the same time.
There is more, however.
We have discovered that if a arm
or a leg is severed
from the body,
it will automatically extend
to the growth of
the missing part.
This technology is astounding.
- That's genius. What is
the cost of each soldier?
- Billions.
These soldiers would be
so extremely dangerous
in the wrong hands.
They could be used against
governments for k*lling people
and robbing banks.
They can be anything.
The only way to k*ll 'em
would be to blow 'em apart
or reduce 'em to ash.
And for that
reason, I, I'm sorry
that I cannot put
millions of lives at risk.
- Whatever it costs,
we'll pay, right?
- Yes.
- You didn't tell me about this.
We're talking about
billions, man,
and you walk away.
- Jasper, do you
remember we served
in the military in Afghanistan?
I remember you lost
a whole load of troops
to occupy a small village.
You hold no care for
how many people die,
just so you can have power.
What happens to the
soldiers who lose limbs
or are otherwise
disabled by w*r?
It's my responsibility
to save people's lives
and not to simply stand by
and let somebody like
you take control.
- I don't care who you save.
Look at this world.
It's all about money and power
and a division of rich and poor.
Brave soldiers die in
valor for their country,
and it's the cowards
that make history.
Now we have the dream,
we have the control.
We can do anything we want.
Money?
Yes, billions.
- It's never gonna happen.
- You will get the job done,
otherwise your
entire family dies.
Your choice.
You take some time
to think about it.
- Put the f*cking g*n down.
- Calm down.
I can explain.
- Put the g*n down.
- I'm in charge here.
Not you.
- Do you know who we
are, m*therf*cker?
- Yes.
Yes I do.
Loco, ex-member
of the rebel army,
k*lled 40 people in Paraty,
Brazil with your bare hands.
The army called
you Black Panther.
Quick, fast, and
good with your hands.
Jesse ex-member, SAS,
dedicated warrior.
You have unbelievable
flexibility and accurate
marksmanship.
I believe you have been
on 10 tours worldwide.
Who'd believe that
that innocent face
of yours had k*lled hundreds?
- Kawa, expat
martyr, fought !sis.
A deadly man in all
aspects of the army,
trained with the Russians,
survived the Siberian desert.
You have the strength of 10 men.
I know you have seen the
worst that's possible,
and you lost your
entire village.
Fei, ex-People's
Liberation Army,
highly skilled martial artist,
one of China's best soldiers.
You can stop your heart beating
for two minutes and survive.
- How do you know all of this?
Who do you work for?
- I have been following
you all for the past year.
You have been homeless due
to the government leaving you
alone after you were injured
from w*r, left you for dead.
I'm here to help
you, rebuild you,
and give you a chance
to get your respect back
by mutilating the b*stards
that left you for dead.
I'm the good guy here.
- For someone who kidnapped me,
threw me in the back of a van,
and put me on the operating
table and knocked me out,
I'm having a f*cking hard time
believing everything that's
coming out of your mouth
right now.
- You're not the only one
who suffered in here lately.
- Shut up, jungle boy.
- Hmm.
- Who are you?
What do you want?
- I'll let you
all know another day.
What do I want?
Let me show you.
In the meantime, why
don't we make friends?
- Well, good.
Let's get to work.
And this is where you
are gonna get fit, well,
and strong enough to
get back on your feet
and get back out into the field.
- Welcome to BRI Systems,
the future of modern warfare.
- Our prototypes are ready
and awaiting injection
of the serum,
though momentarily, we
have a slight hiccup.
Dr. Marco does seem to have
disappeared and deserted us,
but all is okay.
We're on route to collect
his assistant, Dr. Johnson.
Worry not.
He will help us to
complete the process.
- Mm.
Very interesting.
- Thank you.
- Very good idea. I love it.
- I would like to take 50%.
- Excellent.
Please follow me.
- Is anyone in this
f*cking building?
Let me out of here!
I said who is there?
- So what did you do?
Kawa, did you manage to save
any of the women and children?
Jesse, I'm really sorry
for what you went through.
- Yeah. So am I.
- May I ask you what
nationality these men were?.
- American.
- You're quite a survivor, Loco.
- Surviving the jungle
is all you have.
They left me for dead.
- Is there anything you'd
like to share with me?
- No.
There is nothing to tell.
- I don't, I don't know
what you guys want.
- Shh.
Calm down, man.
Calm down, man.
Take it easy, all right?
You can see I'm a
nice guy, right?
Here's a little bit of a secret.
Nobody will get hurt.
So tell us, all right?
- Mr. Johnson,
we know you've gone
to the newspapers.
- Let's get straight
to the f*cking point.
Who told you about Hush, huh?
Who the f*ck told you, huh?
Huh?
- I don't know nothing.
- Ah.
- Please.
I don't know what you guys want.
I don't know what you guys
want.
Stop this.
Stop this!
- Da, da, da, da.
- We're not done with
you yet, you know?, huh?
Huh?
He's done.
- How long until
that part's ready?
- Ten minutes boss,
ten minutes.
- Mr. Johnson, he's
keeping his tongue tied,
no matter what we do to him,
- Well do whatever it
takes to extract it.
We need to gain that intel.
Without it, the
machine is useless.
- We are trying, six
hours extreme t*rture,
but he say nothing.
- Well, this is on you.
Sort it.
If you cannot help,
find me someone that can.
- As it goes,
we're also investigating
this option right now.
There's this guy that we
believe has the ability
and technical know-how
to reconstruct the serum.
He's coming under our
surveillance at Oxford
University
where he masquerades around
as a laboratory professor,
although we have learned that
he's much more than this.
Some say his teachings
and lectures are creating
geniuses in the fields
of science.
Yeah, he's deffo our man.
- Then bring him in.
What are you waiting for?
- Permission, sir.
- For f*ck's sake, man,
do your f*cking job.
Go!
Go!
Hurry up.
- Daddy!
- Shhh.
- One, two.
One, two.
Gotta control that anger
and power.
That's it.
- We have found Professor Adams.
I sent a team to pick him up.
- Excellent.
You know how much
this means to me.
I must complete my
two-month program.
- I have suffered
just like you all.
People like Hush have destroyed
and k*lled my family.
But the real
mastermind behind this
is in charge of numerous
bombings and assassinations.
And now we are dealing
with corrupt and most
wanted men in governments
that hide by a secret
code name called Hush.
The Chinese government
has exiled the worst
of the worst criminals
to fight the civilized world.
It's a win-win
situation for China
and the world's
corrupt governments.
You four are my chosen ones
from each corner of this world,
the best and the deadliest,
to fight many missions.
Follow me.
This is currently happening
live, two blocks from here.
It's a location Hush
use on a regular basis.
- Why are they torturing him?
I don't understand.
- Well, there's a reason
why he is kept alive.
He must know something.
Otherwise he'd be dead already.
- We have to move fast.
- I surgically implanted
GPS trackers inside of you.
- What if we lose signal?
- You go to plan B.
- What's plan B?
- I'll tell you later.
Let's move.
- Guys, listen up.
Approach the building.
Remember, no g*ns.
Hush is all over the building.
Jesse and Loco,
use the other door.
I will unlock all as you go.
You are on the first floor.
There is a guy on
the right-hand side.
Make your way to the
second floor, quick.
Do not enter it.
Carry on up to the third floor.
There is a guy on
the right-hand side.
You all need to take the
next flight of stairs
approaching the left hand side.
Do not go left.
I repeat, do not go left.
The game room is on the way.
- Yo, b*tch.
Get over here.
- Hey, guys.
Winner takes all.
That winner, it's going
to be me.
- f*ck.
- Hey, hey, hey.
What are you doing?
Get out, get out.
- Move, b*tch.
Get the f*ck out of the way.
- f*ck you, b*stard!
- Kawa.
- Are you okay?
- What happened?
- Guys, Loco's hurt bad.
- How bad?
- He's losing a lot of blood.
- This building's is close.
Stay here with Loco.
I'll go alone.
- No, there's more
Hush in this building.
We stay together,
we go together.
- He's right, guys,
let's stick together.
- All right.
- Guys, move it now.
We are running out of time.
- You guys ready?
- Let's go.
- I cannot see anything.
- Look around.
I can see a room
there somewhere.
I can see bodies.
Find that room and
see who is in there.
- There's a new wall.
- How are you gonna get in?
- I can kick it down.
- What's that smell?
- Guys, cover me, I'm going in.
- Wait, hang on.
- Jesse.
- Shush.
- Don't tell me to shush.
- That's enough.
- What is going on,
guys?
- There's loads of dead bodies.
Mr. Johnson's dead.
- How can we make sure?
You wasn't there long
enough to check the pulse.
- Mr. Johnson is dead, sir.
- There's loads of bodies.
- That is a trap.
That is the case.
- Loco, I need you
to check the corpses
and get a positive
ID on Mr. Johnson.
The rest of you wait outside.
Keep guard.
You are not on holiday here.
You are in the middle of
a damn hostile w*r zone.
Now move!
- Loco is injured.
I'll go back in.
- I don't care.
Loco is best for this now.
Jesse, step aside.
- Mr. Johnson is not there.
- You do not leave that
building until you find him.
I know he is still alive.
They will not k*ll him until
they get get what they need.
Mr. Johnson is the only one
that knows about
the BRI program.
You have to hurry now.
- What is BRI program?
You never told us about it?
- If he gives them the
information that they are after
then the whole world will
be in extreme danger.
This is an order.
You have to hurry up now.
- Copy.
- Bullshit.
How do we even know Mr.
Johnson's in the building?
- We don't.
The most important thing
is that we get out alive.
- We cannot make it if
we take that jungle boy.
- f*ck you.
- Watch your f*cking language!
- What happened to teamwork?
- Hey, he's right.
Loco is injured.
We can't bring him with us.
- What the hell is
wrong with you both?
You want him to be slaughtered?
Fei, you know what
the Chinese are like.
- Don't bring my part into this.
- Guys, shut up.
- Hold on.
What's going on, guys?
We have a job to do.
- It's okay, guys.
Go on.
I will hide.
- So go and recover him and
rendezvous at the rooftop.
I will be there to lift
you out with a chopper.
Now move.
- We use plan B.
- What the f*ck plan B is?
- Are you f*cking serious?
What's wrong with you?
- You have company heading
straight towards you.
Move out now.
- Yes, this is it.
- Dr. Marco.
Dr. Marco?
- We need directions.
Can he copy?
Can he copy?
Disconnected.
- I've been searching for
you for some time, Marco.
A crazy man who fights
for the homeless soldiers
and rebuilds them in
taking down my dream.
Well, I don't f*cking
understand your mentality
or who really cares.
Do you not remember
when the fight is over,
they no longer need soldiers.
What happened to the soldiers
who lose their arms, their legs,
the soldiers that
suffer the nightmares.
So many of them psychologically
and emotionally f*cked.
Then reach homelessness
and nobody cares,
but you.
- Guys, we lost Dr. Marco.
- Remember, no fire.
Let's move.
- You didn't f*cking listen,
and that's why your family
had to pay the price.
- You k*lled my
family in front of me.
Now you want to dispose of
everybody that gets in your way
because you want
complete control.
Oh, you will
be a dead man soon enough.
- Get the case. Let's go.
- You go.
I'll be fine.
- f*ck.
You're still here.
Where's Jesse?
I'll cover Jesse.
- Why don't you f*cking
fight me, like a man?
- Oh yes.
- Whooo!
- Whooo!
- Okay.
- sh*t.
- f*ck.
Now what the f*ck?
- You got a nice
little cage for yourself.
You love it.
This is where you're gonna stay.
You're never gonna get out.
Love it, you love it, don't you?
You love it.
- Stop it.
- Love it.
- What are you
trying to achieve?
- Love it.
- You're a sick
f*cking b*stard.
- Shut up.
- Just let me out.
I don't know why
you brought me here.
- Shut up.
- I can't help you with this.
I don't know nothing about BRI.
It's not my f*cking program.
Dr. Marco's creation, that sh*t.
I don't know why
you've brought me here.
I can't do what you want.
I know nothing about this BRI.
This is Dr. Marco's
creation, this sh*t.
- Oh God.
Oh, sh*t, Mr. Johnson.
Okay, hang on.
Let me untie you.
- Just-
- What?
What?
- Johnson.
- Where's Kawa?
- He's dead.
Where's Fei?
What did Mr. Johnson say?
- Nothing.
- Are you sure?
- What are you trying to say?
No!
- What the f*ck are you doing?
- Only doing what's best for us.
What did he say to you?
- He said go f*ck yourself.
- Not my f*cking program!
It's Dr. Marco's
creation, that sh*t.
- Dr. Marco's coming
to the building.
What are we gonna do?
- Blow the building.
- No, no, I'm still in here.
- We can't do this.
We've got men here.
Okay, listen to me.
We can't do this, okay?
- No, no, no.
Don't sh**t me.
No, please.
I can do it.
Anything you want.
Please, I can do it.
I can do it, please.
Please, please.
- Don't f*ck with me.
- Just please give me some time.
I can do it.
I can do anything
you want, anything.
Please, just don't k*ll me.
- You have 24 hours.
- Let me out then.
Let me out!
- Stop.
- He needs to have this.
His memory bank has been wiped,
all he recognizes is his tattoo.
It will keep him safe.
Look.
You need this.
- How long?
- 10, nine, eight, seven, six...
Yes.
f*cking genius.
It works.
Try sh**ting him.
- Dreams do come true.
Yes.
Yes!
- Thank you, my friend.
Now you have two choices.
One, you die.
Two, you take the five-year
program and join us.
- No.
- Your choice.
- No.
I did my bit.
You said I'd be free.
- Take him.
- Stop.
Stop.
Turn around.
- Yes.
- Please just listen to me.
Listen to me.
Let me go.
You promised me you'd let me go.
I did everything
that you wanted.
I did my job.
I have a family.
They need me.
Let me go!
Let me go!
No, don't sh**t.
I'm not one of them.
- Why you are here?
- The BRI.
- What do you know about BRI?
- Me? Nothing.
That's Dr. Marco's creation.
Let me out of here and I'll
tell you all you need to know.
Dr. Marco.
- Dr. Marco's got me k*lled.
- Huh?
- All of my friends,
Jesse, Loco, Fei,
we failed the mission.
I believe you are here
to complete the mission.
- Well, before-
- Shhh.
Take this.
- What's this?
I don't know how to
use this f*cking thing.
- sh**t outside.
Not at me, for God's sake.
- Is he dead?
I'm coming.
That's him.
Run!
- sh**t him.
- I don't know what to do,
he's BRI.
If I sh**t, he won't
f*cking die.
Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
You okay?
You been hit?
- Shut up.
- How do you know Dr. Marco?
- Back in the day we studied
together in California.
He's actually a f*cking genius.
I've always wanted
to work with him.
Is your name Kawa?
- I'm gonna draw out the guard.
You stay here.
- Kawa!
Oh, f*ck.
RPG!
- Kawa, get the g*n!
His BRI is not complete.
He can die.
Get to the tank.
sh**t him!
- Come on!
- I'm gonna get ya!
- sh**t him!
- Come back here.
- I am BRI!
- You did it.
- Hello?
- Kawa.
I have been looking for you.
You have removed
your tracking chip.
- Dr. Marco, you are alive.
I thought you dead.
- I created BRI.
Of course, I'm still alive.
I am BRI too.
Now rendezvous with me at
Castle De Ville in 48 hours.
Over and out.
- We're going to
the Castle De Ville.
Move.
- Wait till we see Marco.
I'm gonna tell him how I
saved your life.
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