01x18 - Credible thr*at

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Previously on SEAL Team...

I was always the one leaving.

It sucks staying behind.

- I know you miss it.
- I'll miss you.

Forgot I promised Gordon
I'd meet him for drinks.

- Gordon, huh?
- I need to go, and you need

to talk about your paranoid
fantasies tomorrow.

JASON: So you're telling me
you don't need any surgery?

Nope. Doc fixed me up

with some heavy duty
anti-inflammatories.

Told me not to bench
with a straight bar.

Stop being worried.

I'm good. (GROANS)

That's Steve Porter's drill.

- He got something on it during an op.
- Mm-hmm.

And he asked me if I'd
have our labs test it.

JASON: Why did he, uh,
give it to you guys

and not the m*llitary lab?

AMY: I never really thought about it.

You're asking permission to go after

Salim Hakan,
the Afghan police commander.

MANDY: I know Salim's the new poster boy

for our mission here,

but unfortunately, he's also connected

to the ambush and m*rder
of six American operators.

- General Hakan.
- You want to go after Salim Hakan,

you can't be even a little bit wrong.

The old men will bury you.

JASON: Permaz Hakan.
How'd it go in there with his wife?

So, she doesn't know anything about him

targeting Echo Team, in particular,

but she does claim to
know that he's targeted

Americans in the past.

Your pride has made you careless.

Nobody would be surprised if a pretty,
American girl

was found dead in this part of town.

Any chance this isn't
what I think it is?

Depends. What do you think it is?

I think it's a target package
for General Salim Hakan,

Police Commander of Nangarhar Province,

hero of Afghanistan,

Queen of the Andals and the First Men.

Tell the truth.
You made that last part up.

In that case, no.

There's no chance it's
not what you think it is.

- Mandy.
- pages,

four flowcharts and two maps

demonstrating Salim Hakan's
ownership of the poppy farm

and his connection to
the money that paid

for the hit on Echo Team.

There's also a digital recording
of him threatening the life

of a duly-sworn American
intelligence officer.

You.

This is the target package.

Command is free to turn it down.

Just better hope they
never have to defend that

to an oversight committee.

(SIGHS) They're not gonna be too happy.

Be forced to admit the guy
they just publicly bet on

as the way forward here turns
out to be k*lling Americans.

Instead of just selling us out

like the guys they usually bet on?

It's gonna make a whole lot of
people look a whole lot of bad.

Figure they ought to
be used to that by now.

You're sure of all of this?

Completely.

Okay. I'll make the call.

Stand by.

And, Mandy.

Yeah, I know. Great work.

You're a pain in my ass.

- Morning, sunshine.
- What do you mean, "Morning, sunshine"?

It's : in the afternoon.

Ah, you know what I mean.
Glad you could make it today.

You're looking a little
light on your feet.

Light on my feet.
I'm not light on my feet, Ray.

Morning, everybody.

- See? She gets it.
- Good morning.

First things first,
as of a few hours ago,

the target package on Salim Hakan

is officially in the pipeline.

- Yeah. (whoops)
- DAVIS: Well done, well done.

Hey, what did, uh, Belding say?

- I'm sure you can imagine.
- Oh, I'm imagining, all right.

I'm imagining the whole thing right now.

Anyway, he passed it up the chain.

But keep in mind,

it took over days to get
approval for the Bin Laden op.

Salim Hakan's been ingratiating himself

with American brass for years now,

so we may be waiting on a
green light for a while.

How the hell is it I ended
up in such a bureaucracy?

So, nothing to do but wait, wait, wait.

ERIC: Yeah, something tells me

we'll find a way to keep busy.

Delegation of congressmen
and DoD officials

arriving in J-Bad tonight.

Part of a publicity tour

highlighting infrastructure improvements

and growing stabilization in the region.

Okay. Wait for it. Don't tell me.

- Yeah. (LAUGHS)
- Hey, Blackburn, please.

- Give me a buzzkill.
- We will be doing security.

RAY: Ah, come on, man.

Keep them from getting blown all to hell

in the middle of this
stabilizing region.

Yeah, that would be embarrassing.

Well, the delegation is scheduled

to visit Forogh Curative Hospital,

Downtown Jalalabad.

What time do they touch down?

DAVIS:
I'm gonna meet them at the airfield,

bring them back here to meet you all,

- and then show them to their quarters.
- SONNY: Any chance this group

is better than the last
group we had to babysit?

You really think
politicians get successful

by listening to people?

- No.
- Nope.

Oh, this guy.

What, you know him?

I know of him.

Anybody know where I can get a g*n?

JASON: Was that bad?

(GROANS) Commander Blackburn.

General Cook.

- Ms. Ellis.
- Nice to see you again, sir.

And you must be...

Master Chief Hayes, sir.

I was gonna say the
stubborn son of a bitch

who almost got himself stranded
in that house in Yemen.

Right, something like that, sir.

- That was a tough op.
- Yeah.

Good to know we're in
such capable hands.

- Yes.
- Gentlemen.

Congressman David Alper.

Secretary Benjamin Reed.

Master Chief Hayes, sir. How you doing?

Welcome.

This here is, uh,

Bravo Team. We're here to keep you safe.

Hope you make that
easier than it sounds.

Driving around in an
armored convoy in J-Bad

isn't exactly inconspicuous, sir.

JASON: Ah, it's like wearing Mets gear

to a Phillies game.

Crimson to the Yale Bowl.

Right. (CHUCKLES)

Something like that.

Okay. Um, so, we'll keep it real simple.

You're not in Washington anymore.

You're in a w*r zone.

Follow our instructions.

If you don't, you're gonna get k*lled.

ERIC: All right, well,

gentlemen, if you'll follow me,

I'll show you to your accommodations.

Good. Thank you.

After you.

What time do we leave in the morning?

We got to be at the hospital by ,

so I figure we take off around .

- Okay.
- First time in a while

you guys aren't gonna be
working reverse schedule.

Yeah, you know what?

You guys want to make the most of this,
uh, night off?

I can get us some adult beverages.

Bring 'em back here after
I get our guests tucked in.

That is,
unless you'd rather just have a rest.

JASON: Nah, we're good.

(LAUGHTER)

- I'm out.
- JASON: Why are you out?

- You're always out.
- SONNY: Hooch it up.

- What do you mean you're out?
- Let's get the hooch.

- Oh, shake it. Shake it, shake it, man.
- CLAY: All right, all right.

SONNY: All right, let's go.

- Here we go.
- Sonny's toilet hooch.

Now, Davis, if I make this right here,

you're gonna settle my stripper tab.

(LAUGHTER) Oh, oh.

All right, no, no, hold on, hold on.
Okay.

Okay.

- You miss this...
- Yes.

And you have to ride with the suits
tomorrow.

CLAY: Don't do it, Sonny.

That's a terrible bet for you.
Don't do it. Bad one.

I got this under control.

No look. With a no look. Ready?

(ALL YELLING)

SONNY: Come on!

DAVIS: Sonny, my love,

you just enjoy that ride
with Congressman Chicken Hawk

- all day tomorrow.
- (laughing): Congressman Chicken Hawk?

I'll show him where to tie his little,
yellow ribbon.

RAY: Boss,
doesn't it strike you as odd that a guy

who spends so much time and energy

hating our elected officials

doesn't take the time
to vote for anyone else?

Wait, time-out, time-out.

You don't, you don't vote?

JASON: No, no,
he doesn't believe in that

political rhetoric, right?

SONNY: Correction.

It is a privilege to vote,

and a soldier should be apolitical.

- CLAY: Apolitical?
- All right, here we go.

Do you even know what
"apolitical" means?

(LAUGHTER)

SONNY: I hate Alper

because he uses the
m*llitary as a talking point,

not because of the color of his tie.

Now,
I-I've served under three presidents,

never knowing who my
next boss is gonna be.

It's better not to care.

Hmm.

(WHISTLES)

Unfortunately, break time's over.
TOC in one.

There's no way the Salim
package got approved that quick.

Yeah, unless Mandy got in
there and worked some magic.

Let's go find out what she wants.

Burn it out, boys.

Uptick in chatter.

MANDY: Yes.

- "Chatter" like talk?
- Yes.

So, basically, all the people
you have under surveillance

around here start texting,
talking, e-mailing each other

more than usual,
and that's alarming enough

to cut short our night off?

What's alarming isn't
that they're talking.

It's what they're talking about.

Rumor going around that
somebody's planning

to hit the congressional delegation.

I feel like I already know
the answer to this question,

but any chance that the brass see fit

to cancel this dog and pony show?

The point of this tour is to
prove progress in the region.

Safety.

Canceling at the last minute
because of a thr*at...

It's not exactly the figure
that Command wants to cut.

CLAY: I suppose if safety
were a chief concern,

then they'd just do a
photo op here at the base.

You can't tell us anything
more what we're up against?

We're working on it.

JASON: All right, Ray.
What are we working on?

(SIGHS) Well, uh, convoy's especially
vulnerable to an RPG hit.

Yeah.

Or a car b*mb.

Damn shame most of the
roads in this country

can't accommodate tactical speed.

We're just gonna have to move as fast

as the roads can accommodate, right?

That takes care of transport.

What about after we're dismounted?

DAVIS: Well, the hospital's
in the middle of the city,

so it's accessible by multiple streets.

What if the bad guys
decide to put somebody

- in the crowd with an S-vest?
- Or a few somebodies.

Yeah,
I mean we know that these protectees

are gonna insist on working that crowd.

Ugh, a politician is not
gonna miss a chance to pose

with all those photogenic,
sympathetic Afghan kids.

- Yup.
- JASON: Yeah, okay, so when do we

get advance work at the venue?

I'm still trying to coordinate
with the battle space owner now.

So,
no advance work is what you're saying?

Yeah, I'm saying the battle
space owner's an Army colonel.

- Doesn't exactly answer to me.
- JASON: Okay.

You know what we could do
is just screen the crowd.

Anyone who gets close to the delegation,

you know what they have to do?

They got to pass by the
Hair m*ssile here, right?

Get a good sniff.

Ah. (LAUGHS) Right?
Get a good sniff going here.

Hey, how's, uh, Stella holding
up with the first deployment?

(CHUCKLES) Uh, she's good.

She's, you know,
keeping busy becoming an expert

on all things Afghanistan.

- Well, busy's good, I guess.
- Yeah.

I mean, every time I think about, like,

trying to put myself in their shoes,
it's...

it's weird. Right?

Yeah, but I mean,
at least Danny's, like,

been over here, you know, he knows

the whole deal and everything.
That's got to help, right?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, but you're okay, right?

Honestly, I'm, uh...

I'm not really sure where
Stella's head's at right now.

She's been spending a lot of time

with this guy she works for, Gordon.

(QUIETLY): Sorry.

- Why are you laughing?
- I'm s...

You're worried about a guy named Gordon,
Clay?

(CHUCKLES)

Come on, now, Stella adores you.

- You think I'm being paranoid?
- Yes.

But also no.

My Gordon is named Tiffany.

Danny's physical therapist.

In my brain she's, like,
six feet tall, abs for days.

Yes, keep going.

- Shut up. You're stupid.
- Way to go, Danny, huh.

(SIGHS)

It's messed up, isn't it?

What long distance can do to your head.

Yeah. Yes.

Hey, you ever see, uh,
Strangers on a Train?

Yeah, sure.
Psycho offers to k*ll a guy's wife

if the guy kills the psycho's dad.

Yeah, I'm not-not sure

I'm at the whole
"m*rder Gordon" phase yet.

No, but you're curious.

And if you do a Internet
deep dive on Gordon,

that would be weird, right?

Serious stalker behavior.

But if I look into Gordon,
you look into Tiffany.

I mean, that...
think that would just be two friends

doing each other a solid.

We're not stalkers.

No.

- Okay. Bye. All right.
- See you later. Bye.

'Sup, Doc?

Hey, hey! Hey, hey.

I got to say it was a
trip getting your message.

Who would've thought, J-Bad.
You and me, huh?

- Well, how the hell are you?
- Good.

Thanks. Hey, last time I saw you,
you were, what, uh,

scrubbing VX out of my hair in,
uh, al-Hool.

- Right?
- Yeah, yeah.

Actually,
it turns out a lot of the !sis guys

we kicked out of Syria,
they're just coming here to regroup.

So, Agency's worried they're gonna start

with chemical weapons again.
Therefore... (POPS)

Hey, you want to grab a beer?

Yeah, maybe later,
we'll definitely do that.

Listen, can you keep a secret?

Uh... yeah, sure.

All right, listen, this,
um, this drill bit...

Buddy of mine using it to poke around

the old irrigation tunnels around here.

You know, he thought he found
something... I don't know what...

But, uh, as you can see,
there's some residual

on there. I just thought maybe
you could find out what that is.

You think it's a chem-bio agent?

No,
I don't think it's anything like that.

Yeah, well,
there's definitely enough residual.

You know, uh, what kind of field
those tunnels were irrigating?

Yeah, poppies.

Okay. Well, I could take a sample,

run some basic tests on it,

but if you really want to
know what's on this thing,

I got to send that out
to our lab in Germany.

- Can you keep that quiet?
- Sure.

I mean, the kind of stuff I
usually send those guys to test,

if it doesn't have the potential
to wipe out Western Europe,

it ain't gonna really
raise their pulses anyway.

That's great. Let me know what you find.

We'll get that beer later on, okay?

What's a favor between two jump buddies,
right?

- That's right.
- My man!

Yeah, my man.

MAN: How's it looking?

MAN : Looks good...

Derek, Franklin and Full
Metal will be your drivers.

Lead Hummer... Ray, Brock,

and the pup.
Trail Hummer... Clay and Trent.

Everyone else will be in the
MRAP with the protectees.

Any chance that seating
chart slipped your mind?

- Bet's a bet, sucker.
- Ooh!

- JASON: Bet's a bet.
- Ugh, this sucks.

Okay, let's go. Let's do this.

See you on the other side, brother.

Damn straight, man.

Okay.
It's a good day for a picnic, isn't it?

- Ah, damn, I'm working.
- Ah, so am I.

No other updates you can give me
on what we're heading into here?

We're rattling our assets,
but nothing yet.

- You all set otherwise?
- Yeah.

I'm ready to roll.

Just hoping that these politicians

don't show up, that's all.

- Morning again, sir.
- Good to see you, sir.

- Morning, sir. Welcome.
- Good to see you.

Sorry to disappoint.

Is all of our body armor this heavy?

DAVIS: Well, only the good stuff, sir.

Only the good stuff.

Okay, obviously we're all aware

of the uptick in chatter, correct?

Obviously. Can I assume we're
taking appropriate precautions?

Yeah, we're doing the best we can, sir.

Yeah.

The most important security
measures remain the same...

Follow our instructions.

You say jump,

we say how high.

How about I say jump and you jump?

ERIC:
It may sound a little overprotective,

but, uh,
this is all in your best interest.

Certainly, gentlemen.

I hereby put myself
in your capable hands.

We appreciate that, sir.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

go ahead and try to get this
show on the road.

Yeah, yeah.

Of course, Eric, uh,
we'll move out as soon

as we have the final
member of our delegation.

Yeah, we weren't informed of...

Uh, he's a last-minute addition.
He should be along any...

(CHUCKLES) As a matter of fact,
that's him now.

I assume you know General Salim Hakan,

the commander of the National Police

for Nangarhar Province.

We've met.

Sir.

(GROANS)

Yes, sir.

Yeah.

Of course, sir.

What do you mean? You're really
gonna let this guy roll with us?

It gets better than that.

Alper invited him to ride in our MRAP.

Bodyguards will bring up
the rear in their Technical.

- You got to be kidding me.
- I wish.

Comes straight from Command.

Did you tell Command to look

at the target package
awaiting their approval?

It says clearly that he
is likely responsible

for the death of Echo Team.

Yeah, you're preaching to the choir.

Okay, well, the good news is,
Salim's not an ideologue.

He's unlikely to b*mb a
convoy he's riding in.

Right, well, the bad news is,
I got to look at this guy's face

without putting a b*llet in it.

How long you figure it'd take to get my,
uh, kit out here?

- Two minutes.
- JASON: Wow.

You really gonna come along just so,
what, you can hold my leash?

No. I'm gonna come along
to hold Sonny's leash, too.

Kit's on its way. All right, done.

Let's get loaded up, guys.
Let's go, gentlemen.

SALIM: Do you know a quarter
of the women in your m*llitary

have been assaulted by
men they serve with?

You're very brave to live on this base.

What do you want?

- To apologize.
- Really?

The last time we spoke,
I was upset and-and angry.

I fear the subject of my
wife is not a happy one.

Yeah, she told me some pretty
nasty things about you.

The man she describes is who I was.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

We're all products of our environment.

I hope you won't hold mine against me.

Your environment's not the problem.

Have a good day, Miss Ellis.

I hope you'll be safe here.

Okay, look,
I'm sure you all know the drill.

You'll stay in formation,
we keep it tight.

And when we say move, you move.

The congressman expects
there'll be opportunity

for positive interaction
with the locals.

Except them locals,

they're looking for a
different type of interaction.

Not the positive kind.

ALPER: Well, the whole point of
these events is to demonstrate

a cooperative interaction
with our Afghan partners.

SALIM: And, of course,
to give us the chance

to display our gratitude.

You know what, the whole point of this

is for us to keep you safe

and alive.

Well, surely there's a way we can

work all this out.

Obviously we'll do our
best to accommodate.

All we ask.

TOC, this is Bravo . How close are we?

DAVIS: The hospital's eight blocks away.

ETA... two minutes.

Bravo , sitrep?

All good, Bravo .

What's the matter?
You running out of small talk in there?

JASON: That's funny.
You just keep that up,

I'll tell you what, I'll switch you out

with Sonny on the ride home.

All right, I'm done talking.

JASON: Oh,
Davis puts us about two mikes out.

When we arrive,
we want to keep it tight.

Always.

JASON: TOC.

This is . Pulling up now.

Southside entrance.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: Congressman Alper.

ALPER: It's my honor, thank you.

Thank you for everything.

(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(MAN SHOUTING IN PASHTO)

(CERBERUS BARKING)

All call signs, this is Bravo , abort.

Move, move, move!

What the hell are you doing?

Clear!

(SHOUTING, CERBERUS BARKING)

(MAN SPEAKING PASHTO)

What the hell is he saying?

Something about his wife.

(SHOUTING IN PASHTO)

He says his wife is a patient here.

She was hit by a bus or something.

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

Well, why the hell you didn't
use the front door, then, huh?

Huh?!

(OVER COMM): Bravo , this is Bravo .

Go ahead, .

Yeah, he's a private citizen,

and his wife is here at the hospital.

I'm gonna drop him off at the local PD.

Copy that.

DAVIS:
You know Congressman Alper is gonna

want to punish someone
for a false alarm.

Wouldn't surprise me.

Never good to make an enemy of a guy

that's on the committee
that controls your funding.

Be nice if he understood the guys are

just trying to keep him safe.

Yeah, Alper doesn't strike
me as the understanding type.

Excuse me, this just came in
from the field office in Herat,

- near the Iranian border.
- I know where Herat is.

What's the confidence level on this?

The sat phone intercept
came from an Iranian

Revolutionary Guard commander.

Human sources monitoring
the cross-border ratlines

confirm they've heard the same thing.

Okay, thanks.

What'd they hear?

You ever hear of Abu Ali?

Yeah, it might ring a bell.

Former Syrian army sn*per,

now basically a contract k*ller.

Supposed to be the go-to guy for
long-distance assassinations.

His mother must be so proud.

Anyway, hours ago,
Abu Ali crossed into Afghanistan

from Taybad.

Iranians think he was
headed for Jalalabad.

So, last night we hear
that someone's planning

to hit our congressional delegation,

and today one of the world's
best assassins turns up in town.

You think that's a coincidence?

I sure as hell hope so.

Our sh**t's a Syrian
national known as Abu Ali.

Though not strictly ideological,

he's an old favorite of jihadi groups.

I just sent his file to your tablet.

Yep, there he is.
Abu Ali, aka Brother Death,

aka Mr. Nobody.

DAVIS: As you'll see, he made life hell

for the Iraqis in the
battle for West Mosul.

MANDY: Unfortunately for us,

his range of operations
isn't limited to the Mideast.

Well, he's sure as hell been racking up

his frequent flyer miles.

We have credible intel
he was responsible

for the m*rder of a state legislator

in Northeastern Nigeria last year.

Then, six weeks ago, an Azeri journalist

under house arrest was sh*t
through his bedroom window.

Damn, that brother's ruthless, isn't he?

RAY: That boy's a cold sh*t.

JASON: Now he's in J-Bad.

Yeah. Apparently he's
targeting our delegation.

- Cank the tour.
- RAY: Damn straight.

- Alper's not gonna like it.
- JASON: I don't care about Alper.

I don't care what he thinks, all right?

You can't protect against that.

- Are you gonna talk to Alper?
- Yeah.

I'm just saying it's gonna
be tough to make a case

that our intel's reliable
after what just happened.

Fine, I'll talk to Alper.

Hell, we'll all talk to him.

It's not a question of that.

I'll talk to him. It's my job.

I'm just saying this
is not gonna be easy.

(MAN SHOUTING IN PASHTO)

Do you see that?

This thing just happened,

and we already have , ...

- .
- , views.

Thanks to your cr*ck security squad.

ERIC: Yeah, sir,
my men reacted to what appeared to be

- a very imminent thr*at.
- Except it wasn't.

And now you come at us with another
"imminent thr*at."

- This sn*per.
- Believe me, sir,

our intelligence is actionable.

And what if your intelligence is wrong?

Again.

Our intel people have
satellite intercepts

confirmed by human assets.

What, who are these assets?

It's classified.

- From the congressman?
- Yes.

David, individuals fail in w*r.

Only teams survive.

If one of our best says cancel,
I think we should listen.

REED: Well,
I just hate to see this crush

our nation-building efforts we
flew , miles to promote.

'Cause we don't want to do that.
We don't want to crush

- the nation's building...
- Master Chief...

You know what,
they need to hear this, okay?

My experience is that I trust

Miss Ellis' judgment.

If she says that this is a real thr*at,

then all your lives are in danger.

Well, apologies to my friend,
the secretary,

but we are not here to nation-build,
Master Chief.

We are here to assist the Afghan people

in their struggle to build
a nation for themselves!

Now, how do we do that
if we turn tail and run?

My job is to keep you safe.
This tour is done, it's over.

Well,
I'll absolve you of that responsibility,

Master Chief. (LAUGHS)

Or, if I lack the authority

as simply a member of the
House Armed Services committee,

I'm sure my friend here,
General Cook, has a place

in your chain of command.

Afraid we're going ahead, gentlemen.

Of course, sir.

You're making a big mistake.

ALPER: Your responsibility is
our protection, Master Chief.

Protect us.

Yes, sir.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

RAY: These guys finance the
w*r that tore these people up,

fund the hospital that
stitches them back together,

then show up to take selfies with 'em.

Yeah, that's all they want
to do is take selfies.

And we watch their
backs while they do it.

I don't think about that, Ray.

Yes, you do. You just can't say it.

That's why you got me.

Bravo , Bravo , is it clear upstairs?

Yeah, Bravo , we are clear to move.

JASON: Copy that.

I'm gonna go put eyes on Salim.

SONNY: You know,
he don't seem like the guy

that would blow us up
riding around with us,

but he sure as hell would
invite a sn*per to the party

to pick us off.

What are we doing here?
This is a clown show.

We got this. (LAUGHS)

Your optimistic point of view
amazes me sometimes, Spenser.

JASON: Okay, excuse me, gentlemen.

I think we should keep moving,
get you to the second floor.

It's okay, Master Chief,
there's been a change of plans.

Change of plans?

Washington would greatly appreciate

the congressman making himself
available to the press.

That's excellent. And I understand

from the director here
that the hospital courtyard

would be a perfect place
for a few quick words

- and some Q & A.
- That's a bad idea.

- Yeah, I'd have to agree.
- Well, as do I,

but the last thing I
want to do is speechify

when I could spend my afternoon

with these beautiful people,
but there it is.

Sir, could I have a word, please?

Excuse us. What's the issue?

The issue is that your colleague wants

to change the tactical plan.

Actually, that request came
directly from Washington.

Shut up! Get him out of here, Ray.

It's bad enough that we are here,

but putting us in an exposed position,

that's suicidal.

I'll speak with him.

Problem?

JASON: Nothing we can't handle.

Yes, I'm sure you're adept
at protecting your people.

That I know.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You have no idea.

Well, if you need any assistance,

we are happy to help.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

They say real power grows
out from the barrel of a g*n.

Apparently not today.

It ain't over yet.

Coming after you next.

JASON (WHISTLES): Hey.

Ray. Listen.

Overwatch, south side. Got it?

- On it.
- All right, moving up.

All call signs,

we're moving outside, west corridor.

Bravo , copy.

You still optimistic there, sunshine?

DAVIS: Bravo , this is TOC.
What's the situation?

It's not good.

ALPER: It's determination like that...

Like that of our Afghan
partners in the fields

of Helmand and Kandahar,

of our own courageous m*llitary

in the great mountains to the east,

that fills me with a sense of hope

and says yes, Afghanistan is worth it.

Now, some have questioned

our policy of engagement here.

Is Afghanistan really worth it?

Can this great country,
made up of so many proud peoples,

ever be made whole again?

Bravo , anything?

ALPER:
When I spoke with the president...

- RAY: Still quiet up here.
- the other day in Kabul,

he told me of a young...

RAY: If he's in there somewhere,
I can't see him.

And I can see a lot.

Might have dodged this one, brother.

Keep your eyes open.

Copy that.

TOC, you got anything?

The security cordon's holding.

There's no vehicular
traffic within yards

of your perimeter.

Just let me know if anything changes.

- Will do.
- Bravo ?

No, still nothing.

Copy.

ALPER: it was a raw deal of fate

that was handed to him.

He stood up to that...

Bravo , back right.

Guy in a maroon outfit
moving towards the center.

- Got him. Bravo ?
- Yeah, I see him, too.

ALPER: Now, those were the words,

the simple words of a boy...

He's reaching in his pocket.

Don't do it, man.

(ALPER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

ALPER: Now, this project of ours,
of all of us...

Maroon outfit's not a thr*at.

Say again, maroon outfit's not a thr*at.

He's taking a photo.

ALPER: So it's with great pleasure

that I introduce one of those partners

right here in Jalalabad.

His command has been essential to...

Bravo , you got eyes on
the building across from us?

Above the roofline?

ALPER: Police Commander Salim Hakan.

(APPLAUSE)

(BOTH SPEAK INDISTINCTLY)

RAY: That's him, Bravo .

g*n at two o'clock.

(g*nf*re, PANICKED SHOUTS)

Go, go, go. Move, move, move.

Get these guys back to convoy.

- Four of you with me.
- What are you gonna do?

Ray's got eyes on the sn*per...
We're gonna take him out.

Our mission is to get this
guy back in one piece.

Then what are you still doing here?
Go, go, go!

Roger that.

, this is . Heading up with .

(VEHICLE RUMBLING, SIREN WAILING)

He's on that roof somewhere.
I don't have a clear sh*t.

He's on the move.

Don't let him out of your sight.

Copy that.

I got the bird's-eye on him.
Go, go get that son of a bitch.

(ALARM BLARING)

Can you feel anything?
You got, you got any pain?

- No. Nothing.
- No. Nothing.

Bravo , this is Bravo .

We've searched these
guys multiple times,

and all we can find is some road rash.

Who the hell's blood is this?

NEWSMAN:
The sh**ting seems to have stopped.

It's unclear who among the
targeted American delegation

has been injured, but it does
appear a number of bystanders

have been sh*t...

That's Salim Hakan.

(NEWSMAN CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(GRUNTS IN PAIN)

Bravo , Bravo , this is Zero-One...
I got the sn*per

on the rooftop of the building
southwest of the courtyard.

He's battened down the hatches,
but he is there.

JASON: Zero-One,
looking at roof in question.

There's only one or
two places he can be.

Bravo , this is ,
taking up position opposite roof

to your location.

Bravo , you got eyes?

Negative. You got the best angle.

Anything?

Nothing.

ERIC: Bravo , Bravo ,

this is Zero-One.

I have all y'all on ISR.

He's in the northern enclosure.

Bravo , frag him.

- Drop it in there.
- On it.

(GRUNTS IN PAIN)

Target down.

JASON: Is everyone okay?

(GROANS)

Bravo , you okay?

(GRUNTING)

Roger.

I'm good.

He's got a phone.

- (CAMERA CLICKING)
- JASON: All right.

How they doing? They good?

The other two are still
getting some tests,

but it seems like just a couple scrapes.

Probably some mental
scars to contend with.

Should be good, huh?

- Master Chief.
- Sir.

We got some

real wounded warriors now, huh?

This could have been far worse.

If your reflexes were any slower,

I'd be on a slab downstairs
with General Hakan.

So thank you, gentlemen.

Just doing our job, sir. (SIGHS)

ALPER: Edward,
put together a press release.

I want to assure the public...

- Go ahead, say it.
- What?

Whatever is making you
look like you're trying

to walk forward with
your pants on backwards.

Saying I look discombobulated?

Yeah, something like that.

(SIGHS)

This isn't how I wanted to get Salim.

I get it. I know you wanted
to bring him in yourself.

But you know what? We got him.

Somebody got him.

The point is, he's got.

Call it karma, fate,
whatever it is, but a get's a get,

- and a win is a win.
- Yeah, I guess.

Okay. So, why don't you go get
some sleep? You deserve it.

- All right?
- Yeah.

(MUSIC PLAYING, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Just, uh, just thought you should know,

you've got nothing to worry about.

How's that?

Tiffany.

Danny's, uh, his physical therapist.

You mean with all that's going on,
you had time to look into her?

Come on.
You-You're gonna sit here and tell me

you didn't do the old
deep dive on Gordon?

So...

do I have anything to worry
about with the professor?

No. I mean, I got his...
his bio right here.

Old fossil time?

Yeah, I mean, look...

the poor guy didn't even have a
chance with a girl like Stella.

Well, good. I wasn't even worried.

Oh, me neither.

Okay. Bye. All right.

(SIGHS, CLEARS THROAT)

Mm.

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERS): You got to be kidding me.

(PHONE RINGING)

(MOANING)

I am so hungry right now.

- Starving.
- So are you, too?

No, you're sitting on the refrigerator.

No, really?

Maybe there's
something that we can get here.

Oh. No.

- That is... no, no... an emergency...
- I got a great idea.

You know what,
there's this great steakhouse

right out on Route .

I'm telling you,
they have a rib eye, a bone-in,

about this thick... it's so good. Huh.

Garlic mashed potatoes?

- Onion rings?
- No.

- Yeah.
- Don't talk to me like that.

(LAUGHS) Mmm...

Is that anywhere near
Jalalabad Airfield?

About , miles, give or take.

- Ooh...
- Mm-hmm.

- Right around the corner.
- Mm-hmm.

(LAUGHS) (WHISPERS): Want to go?

- Well, I'm ready.
- You ready?

- Yeah.
- You're not dressed.

I'm just gonna wear this. It's fine.

- It's so hot outside.
- Yeah.

(PHONE BEEPING) Oh, no.

(LAUGHS) Aah. Aah.

Oh. No, no.

- What?
- Oh.

No. No.

Look, I would strongly
urge you not to answer that

if it wasn't a matter of
national security.

It is.

Hey.

You're not resting. I told you to rest.

That's not resting.

You, uh, you gonna eat that?

- Uh...
- What's going on?

The sn*per's phone. Okay. Mmm.

What? Did you pull something off that?

I didn't have to.

A text came in after you
picked it off of him.

Well...
okay, you're gonna have to help me out.

My Arabic's a little rusty there.

"The remainder of your payment
will be ready in hours."

Payment?

Wait, so they think he's still alive?

And still out there...
But it's more than that.

If this guy's getting paid,

it means he successfully
completed his job.

So they don't care if
he missed the Americans.

He wasn't aiming at the Americans.

Salim was the target.

There's a lot easier
ways to take out Salim.

Not if you want to make
it look like a mistake.

Yeah. And if it looks like a mistake,
then there's no reason

to look into the person
who wanted him dead.

It means whoever k*lled Salim
didn't want us digging too deep

into whatever he was doing.

Or looking into who he might
have been working with.

What for?

(SIGHS) (SOFTLY): Mandy.

Wow.