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GABRIEL MARKHAM: Sometimes, it helps to imagine.

Imagine what it would be like if it all went away.

If it'd been enough to remember...

who I was.

(EKG BEEPS)

ELAINE SHEPARD: You're that detective that was attacked.

(SCREAMS)

I'm also the investigating officer in this case.

MAN: Boss, switchboard just got a call.

MARKHAM: Body covered in some kind of acid.

We've got at least six other murders with the same MO.

MARKHAM: If we could understand why people do what they do...

If we can go back far enough...

Then we've got a good chance at finding this guy.

ISAAC TAYLOR: For this individual...

murder...

is an expression of passion.

You haven't caught him yet, have you?

EDWARD BENTON: Let's take it from the beginning.

SHEPARD: Is he carrying a body?

Requesting backup.

You shouldn't be leading this investigation.

(EKG BEEPING)

SHEPARD: Why do people do the things they do?

TAYLOR: Sometimes we look for reasons

and all we find is chaos.

(EKG BEEPING RAPIDLY)

MARKHAM: We all get what we deserve.

Lowry's payments connect to Milos Borisovich.

ADEENA DONOVAN: Hit them first thing.

-MCALLISTER: Movin' in. -(GUNFIRE)

DONOVAN: Take out Lowry... Put an end to this.

(GRUNTS)

-(GUNFIRE) -(GLASS SHATTERING)

JANE LOWRY: Dr. Markov, he will be worth millions.

And I will give him to you to sell on.

Why should I trust you? This is all your fault.

-SAMUEL WYATT: Ah, shit! -(GUNFIRE)

MAN: Nice driving, ace.

You led them right to Mac.

NATALIE REYNOLDS: Their last position was south of the mansion.

We need to go back.

Jane, you don't need to carry on.

You don't need to do this.

I want the West to experience what my people go through.

Your people? I grew up in the same town as you.

I looked into your scientist. He needs to show that

he still has the skills.

Then we're back in business.

Sasha, this time, choose a target,

pull the trigger and become a man.

In position.

-(FLASH GRENADE CLATTERING) -(GRUNTS)

-(GUNFIRE) -Come on!

MILOS: (ON PHONE) Yuri, I have some people I want dealt with.

(NECK CRACKING)

[engine revving]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [straining]

[grunting]

- Look at these.

Have you seen her? Her name's Jane Lowry.

- No, no, no! No, no! - British woman.

- I'm just a courier for Borisovich.

- Any luck? - No, nothing. You?

- No, not even a flicker.

These boys are out of the loop.

- Zero, we stopped the drug runners, but it's a bust.

These guys haven't seen Lowry or Markov.

Wherever Borisovich has them stashed,

they don't know about it.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- [speaking Belarusian]

- [screaming]

[baton clicks]

[indistinct shouting]

[crying]

- [shouts]

[dramatic rock music]

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

- Run!

[indistinct shouting]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- Is it time?

- It's time.

[dramatic music pounds]

♪ ♪

[The Heavy's "Short Change Hero" plays]

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, I can't see where you're coming from ♪

♪ But I know just what you runnin' from ♪

♪ And what matters ain't the who's baddest ♪

♪ But the ones who stop you falling from your ladder ♪

♪ When you're feeling like you feelin' now ♪

♪ And doing things just to please your crowd ♪

♪ When I love you like the way I love you ♪

♪ And I suffer, but I ain't gonna cut you ♪

♪ 'Cause this ain't no place for no hero ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no better man ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no hero to call home ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no hero ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no better man ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no hero to call home ♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [groans]

♪ ♪

[sultry country music]

[moans]

♪ ♪

[soft groan]

[tender music]

- [laughs]

♪ ♪

- [exhales]

[panting]

♪ ♪

[moaning]

[both breathing heavily]

Listen, about last night-- - Coffee in the pot.

Pastries on the table.

- It was a one-off.

- You don't want pastries?

- I didn't' say that.

I just meant, you know...

Let's not get weird about it.

Jensen?

Hello?

- I've been tracking police reports, uh, keyword hits.

- [moans]

That's good.

- I mean, this might be about Lowry.

It's probably nothing, but--

- That's what you always say when it's something.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[key clacks]

[beeping]

[soft country music]

Don't make it weird.

[beep]

Shit.

Better contact the boss.

Will.

- Yeah, I know. Don't make it weird.

- We're cool, right?

- Yeah, cool.

- Five minutes.

[sultry country music]

[moans]

Then never again.

♪ ♪

- You know, Johnson, you seem very smiley this morning.

- Just enjoying my work, Sergeant.

- Talk me through this. - Uh--[clears throat]

We're tracing police reports, uh, key words,

and an assault on some youths in Mazyr stood out.

- Because?

- The perpetrator was described as a white British woman,

protecting a 15-year-old local girl.

- Jensen cross-referenced the girl's name and got a hit.

She was on a watch list six months back

for radical communiqués with Volkan Haratian.

- Haratian?

Turkish, yes? - Yes, boss.

- Radical jihadist, associate of Omair Idrisi--

- And Jane Lowry.

[soft dramatic music]

- What was the girl's name? - Maya.

Maya Behmen.

[church bell tolling distantly]

- Omair would've been so proud of you.

- What was he like?

- The first time we met, he gave me this.

[soft laugh] I always keep it with me.

Even though he's gone.

Because it was for me and him only.

The times we were apart, and I'd fall asleep

listening to his voice down the line.

[phone ringing]

I have another.

[phone ringing]

Excuse me. [phone beeps]

Yeah?

- The British hit another of my couriers.

- I am sorry to hear that.

- It does not matter.

By this time tomorrow, they will be dead,

and Markov will be worth twice as much.

- So I have the go-ahead then?

- Morally, of course, I object.

- Well, of course.

- But a successful test of the Novichok,

proof that it can pass through security,

would certainly increase the doctor's market value.

Good luck, Jane. - Hm.

[brooding music]

♪ ♪

It's today.

Are you scared?

- No.

[sniffs]

I feel good.

- We moved here from Bosnia.

Srebrenica.

You're aware of the troubles there, yes?

- Yes.

- So the family are sent here

because we've been told things will be different.

- The English woman who helped your sister,

do you know her name?

- No.

My sister,

she's a teenager.

Bring her home, please.

Promise me.

- Look, is there anything--

anything that you can tell me that you think might help?

- I saw a car.

They left in it together.

[traffic rumbling]

[dramatic music]

- Going through traffic cameras in the area,

for a car that matched the sister's description.

This is half a mile away.

Fits the time scale.

- It's her. It's Jane. I know it.

- A few frames on, you can see

a grab of a partial license number.

I'm running automated checks on other traffic cameras now.

- She's using the girl for an attack.

- It's a possibility.

- No, it's more than a possibility.

I understand how she works.

She'll have gained her trust, made her feel important.

- We've had a hit.

15 minutes ago, passing through traffic cameras

on the way to Minsk airport.

- Get the team out there now. - Yes, ma'am.

- Minsk airport is the target.

Jensen's sending through Maya's ID now.

- They're already ahead of us.

We gotta move fast.

[engine revs]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- You're brave. Remember everything I told you.

- At least allow my people to go in and provide backup.

I understand.

Thank you. [phone beeps]

Fucking idiot.

They won't perform a complete shutdown without evidence.

- Copy that.

- This is Maya. This is our girl.

- Oh, she's just a kid.

[horn blares]

- Oh, come on! Move it!

- Captain, you okay?

[indistinct PA announcements]

[ominous suspense music]

♪ ♪

[engine roars]

[tires screeching]

- Entering Minsk airport now, ma'am.

♪ ♪

Mac, with me.

♪ ♪

Wyatt, Novin, check the departures hall.

- Wait.

Please, come through the gate, miss.

- No visual of her by the entrance.

- Copy that. Heading to security.

- Please remove your jacket.

Thank you.

- Hey, hey! Hey, let me see your bag.

I'm sorry.

[metal detector beeps]

- Stand back. Take off the belt, please.

The belt. Take off.

- Section 20.

♪ ♪

- Excuse me. I'm sorry.

- British Military.

Colonel Donovan spoke to your superiors.

- No, you cannot take weapons through.

[device snaps, hisses]

- It's already been cleared. - Not with me.

You're not coming through with your firearms.

- Someone's already spoken to your superiors.

Get your superior down here, now.

[suspenseful music broods]

- There she is. Maya!

- Hey!

Hey!

[indistinct shouting]

- It's okay. It's okay, I promise.

Maya, you don't have to do this.

Maya, look at me.

Just give me the bag, okay?

It's okay, Maya.

Just bring me the bag. Come on.

- [cries]

- Give me the bag.

Come on.

- [crying]

[device clicks, hisses]

[gunshots] [screams]

- Everybody back! Back! [crowd screaming]

- Let's go! Let's go!

Come on, let's go! Go!

- Device has gone live.

- Let's get out of here!

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- I think the device wasn't live.

[indistinct PA announcements]

- Cap, we've got to go.

Cap, we gotta go. Let's go.

Move. Now. Go.

Come on.

- You were right, Mr. Borisovich.

They showed up.

- [speaking Russian]

[phone beeps]

- It didn't work!

All that effort, finding that girl,

setting the whole thing up, all for nothing!

[vials shatter]

- I told him to make sure the device

was filled with harmless chemicals.

- Why?

- Because I do not shit on my own doorstep, Miss Lowry.

But this was a success.

- This was not a success.

- You proved the device can be smuggled through security,

activated by a child, no less.

That's proof of concept.

- I wanted to make a statement.

- Which you did.

- And what of 20?

- Yuri will deal with them.

Tomorrow, the rest of the Novichok will be completed.

You can take them away and I will take Markov, as agreed.

Are we good, Miss Lowry?

- Yeah, I'm good. - Mm.

[soft dramatic music]

- We have forensics examining the device now,

trying to find out if it was faulty

or deliberately primed not to activate.

Airport security cameras

brought up something else, though.

Yuri Schevchenko, ex-member of Scorpia,

the notorious Serbian paramilitary unit.

And for years, he was Borisovich's main enforcer.

He was at the airport, watching, and this is good.

- Boss, I'm missing the good part.

- If Borisovich had a presence

at the airport for Lowry's attack,

it's evidence they're still working together.

- Yuri has a cousin in town. Ivan runs a pool hall.

- Are they close? - Imagine so.

The place is called Ivan and Yuri's.

- Could've led with that, Will.

- The pool hall's a front for low-level crime.

- Have words with the cousin, try to find out where Yuri is.

We locate Yuri. We work our way back.

We find Borisovich. Find Jane.

Before something else happens, because this--

this felt like a dress rehearsal

for something much worse.

- Copy that.

♪ ♪

- So, ma'am...

has anyone told Maya's sister?

- Anti-terrorist officers have picked her up for questioning.

- Right, it's just I promised her sister--

- You promised her sister whatever she needed to hear

so you could get the intel, exactly as I taught you to do.

This is only a win because the device didn't activate.

You want to feel bad about something, feel bad about that.

Have a drink, shake this off.

Get focused.

[lounge music]

- [speaking Russian] - [speaking Russian]

♪ ♪

- You did the right thing, you know?

- [scoffs] Yeah.

- That's what we're up against these days.

One person, a city center, a bomb,

car, a truck, a knife.

She chose to do this.

- Yeah, and Lowry chose her.

Give me more of that.

- Misguided. Justified.

It doesn't matter.

The moment she went into a civilian area to do harm

to folk whose only crime

is being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

No.

- You don't have any doubts, do you?

- Not about this.

So what's worrying you?

- We'd all be on the scrap heap if it wasn't

for Donovan, right?

♪ ♪

I feel like she would burn through all of us

just to take Lowry down.

[ominous music]

- That's the job, though, isn't it?

♪ ♪

- Yeah.

Maybe.

- So what's the plan, then?

Sit here and finish that bottle?

- Nah.

Sit here, finish the bottle,

and find somebody vaguely attractive

so I can screw their brains out

and forget what a shit day I've had.

- You know, I've heard it said that I'm vaguely attractive.

- Really?

Well, that barman's been giving me free drinks all night,

and I don't think he speaks much English,

so you're outclassed there, MacAllister.

Enjoy the pool hall.

♪ ♪

- Be gentle with him.

♪ ♪

- [kissing and panting]

[sultry music]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

[gunshots whoosh]

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[gunshots whoosh]

[both breathing heavily]

That's it.

More.

[moaning]

[intense moaning]

[both grunt]

[pants]

[rock music playing]

- Rack 'em up, Mac.

♪ ♪

- Here we go. A couple of cold ones.

Any eyes on Yuri's cousin?

- No, no, just the cheery locals.

- You know, while we've got some time,

how 'bout we talk about Jackson?

- Jensen. - Whatever.

- Yeah, what about him?

- He's smiling too much.

- Smiling way too much.

- What, people aren't allowed to smile anymore?

- I am not forming a coalition against happiness.

That's the last thing I want to do,

'cause I have been told that I have a beautiful smile.

- But something is definitely going on.

- You people are sick in the head, you know that?

- Ooh!

- Been in the field for too long.

- Is Novin being defensive?

- You know what, I kind of think she is.

- Yep.

- Oi.

- Defend that, dickhead.

- Shot.

- [laughs]

- Cousin at six.

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry.

- "Mebers" only.

- What? - Your sign.

"Mebers," it's missing an M.

- You think I give a shit?

- We have been watching this place for hours,

waiting for you to show up.

- Are you police?

- Nah, man.

We're looking for Yuri.

Just want to talk.

- You can fuck off.

[soft dramatic music]

- All right, let's do this the hard way.

- Look, guys, how about we just settle this over a few beers

and a couple games of eight ball, huh?

- [speaking Russian]

[dramatic rock music]

[all grunting]

♪ ♪

[glass shatters] - [screams]

[grunting]

[wood snaps] - [grunts]

- [screaming]

- Little bit of help would be nice!

- Coming!

[all grunting]

- Thank you!

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

- One last time. Where do we find Yuri?

- Fuck you!

[grunting]

[blow lands]

- All right, two times!

We know he works for Borisovich.

Is he helping Jane Lowry?

- Mr. Borisovich sent them out hunting.

- Want to tell me what the hell that means?

- It means he waits!

Gets you alone!

You don't find Yuri, he finds you.

[phone buzzing]

- [mumbling indistinctly]

[phone buzzing]

- [continues speaking indistinctly]

- Hey.

Who are you talking to?

- What the hell is wrong--

[blow lands] [groans]

- Who is this?

- Marco's fucking girlfriend. Who's this?

- What the hell is wrong with you?

[ominous music]

- Just get your shit and get out.

- You are fucking crazy!

♪ ♪

[phone buzzing]

- Oh, Jesus, I told you, it's--

- Captain, listen, it's me again.

We got a feeling this Yuri guy might be headed your way,

so we're coming over to pick you up.

Be there soon.

- It's okay to be scared,

Captain Reynolds.

- [grunting]

[both straining and grunting]

[glass shatters]

[dramatic music]

- [grunting]

I saw you at the airport.

- [grunts]

[gasps]

- Felt a connection--

[kick lands] [groans]

There is a sadness in you.

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

Yuri Shevchenko.

I heard such stories about you.

"The Butcher of Belensky."

200 shallow graves.

You're just a man with a gun.

You're just a thug

in cheap clothes.

You could be anyone.

You're all the same.

[scoffs]

I thought when the end came,

it would at least be something special.

- This was meant to be a kindness.

But okay.

I give you special.

- [screams]

[clattering]

[yelping]

- I think, missy,

all your trials are over.

[gunshots]

[both grunt]

[dramatic music]

- Fuck!

♪ ♪

Shit!

- Captain!

Captain!

- He's gone.

- You okay?

- Yeah, ma'am, we got her. She's fine.

She's gonna need a medic.

All right, copy that.

Boss wants us back in, now.

Says Jensen's cracked it.

He's found Lowry. Let's go.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Be careful with the Novichok canisters.

♪ ♪

- Is that the last of them?

- Yes, they are all ready.

- Congratulations, Dr. Markov.

Your life's work is complete.

♪ ♪

Mr. Borisovich, there's been a delay.

- How long?

- Well, Dr. Markov assures me

it will only be a few more days.

But I think I can make him go quicker.

24 hours, maybe less.

Then we're done.

- Yes.

I understand.

Thank you for keeping me informed, Miss Lowry.

- You're welcome.

- Captain Orlov.

Follow me, I take you to Dr. Markov.

- All right, Jensen, you're up.

- The lab sent through the diagnosis

from the Novichok canister.

Turns out only half

of the chemicals necessary were present.

The dimethylheptylpyran-- - Jensen.

[soft dramatic music]

- Uh, two active agents, when the device is triggered,

they combine, uh-- create a nerve gas.

- So they had Abbott and no Costello.

- Which means Maya died for nothing.

- Not necessarily.

They discovered a faint level of radiation on the canister,

which is strange in itself, but it also means--

- We can trace where it came from.

- Yes, because each radiation signature is distinct.

So I've been working through the ledger

that Novin grabbed from Borisovich,

to see if any of his assets match this radiation source--

- Will, where is Lowry?

- Borisovich bought a lab where no one would ever look,

somewhere that 50,000 people were evacuated

and never came back.

The radiation signal came from Chernobyl.

♪ ♪

[brooding dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [indistinct shouting]

♪ ♪

- Were you going somewhere, Jane?

You told Mr. Borisovich these would be another 24 hours.

- You're Russian FSB.

- Thank you for finding Dr. Markov for us again.

We will also be taking the Novichok for ourselves.

- So Borisovich is betraying me.

- And you were doing the same thing to him.

He would like a word.

One for Mr. Borisovich, as agreed.

Let's go.

- Welcome back, Doctor.

You should not have stayed away for so long.

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

♪ ♪

[engine roaring]

♪ ♪

- The facility Borisovich owns is due east.

Novin, Reynolds, approach from the north side.

You guys from the west. [watches beep]

- I've installed guidance sensors in your watches.

There's still some hotspots of radiation out there,

so, uh, be careful.

- Captain.

The Ministry would very much like a sample

of the Novichok brought back before the lab's destroyed.

- Well, that seems a bit risky.

- They wish to dissect it, understand it,

so as to prepare against it.

Don't let Maya's death be in vain.

♪ ♪

- Catch you's on the other side, boys.

Try not to fry.

You okay, Captain?

- Yeah, let's do this.

[dramatic music builds]

♪ ♪

- Move.

- Moving.

[engines roaring]

Four vehicles just went past. Soldiers onboard.

Russian FSB heading towards the facility.

- Russia's not exactly on friendly terms

with the Ukraine,

I doubt they're authorized to be in country.

All units, step up, get to the facility as soon as possible!

- Copy. - Copy that.

We're one street over. Be there in five.

This should cut through to the west entrance.

- Wyatt, we may have company.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Holding position at north entrance.

- Copy that. Any visual on Lowry or Markov?

- Negative.

They must be inside the facility.

- The place is crawling with Russians.

12 tangos outside. Definitely more inside.

Moving. - Copy that.

Be with you ASAP.

♪ ♪

[wood crashes]

[dramatic music pounds]

♪ ♪

[grunting]

- Wyatt?

[gun cocks]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[crashing]

- All your life,

from the moment you were born,

was going to end like this!

[clattering]

- Wyatt?

- Do you see it?

The black universe is yawning,

opening up for you!

- Nah, I don't see shit, motherfucker!

- Put the weapon down!

Put it down or I snap his neck!

- Snap his neck and I'll shoot you.

- Put the weapon down!

- Take the shot! - Let him go.

- No, don't put the weapon down!

Don't put the weapon down!

- We've got eyes on Markov.

FSB are extracting him. We're moving in.

- What the fuck are you doing? - That's a good swap.

I'll put this down. - What the fuck?

- Dr. Markov, are you ready to go home?

- Three...

Two...

- Pick up the weapon.

[grenade clicks]

One!

[gunshots]

[explosion]

[grunting]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

[grunting]

- Do you want me to get a gun?

- No, I've got this! [blow lands]

- [screams]

[crashing]

[gunshots]

- Moving!

[gunshots]

[men shouting in Russian]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[gagging]

[gunshots]

- Markov's heading back into the lab!

[gunshots]

- Changing!

♪ ♪

[rope straining]

- [choking]

[gunshots]

- Moving! - Moving!

- Enjoy your universe, asshole.

[soft dramatic music]

- Status report. - 30 seconds away.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Please don't shoot!

[gunshots]

- Good to see you again, doc.

- Cheer up, we're the good guys.

- Where's the Novichok?

- The Russians are taking it.

- We've got one shot at stopping this.

- Well, lead on, MacDuff. Let's go.

[indistinct shouting]

- [shouting in Russian]

[shouting in Russian]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Mac, with me.

- [shouting in Russian]

[gunshots]

[men shouting]

[gunshots]

- Stay down!

[gunshots]

[men screaming]

- [shouting in Russian]

[shouting in Russian]

- Novichok on the move. I've got to get in there!

Give me all the cover you can.

- Copy that! [gun firing rapidly]

♪ ♪

- Contact! 3:00!

- Go!

- [whimpers]

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

- [groans]

- [grunts]

[straining]

[gunshots] [device hisses]

[grunts]

- [man shouting in Russian]

[gas hissing]

[gun fires]

[alarm blaring]

[distant gunshots]

- [grunts]

- Reynolds!

[gunshots]

♪ ♪

- Shit! The door!

♪ ♪

[door clanks]

[gunshots]

- [wails] - Captain, come on.

Come on, get up.

She can't breathe! - Shit.

It's an airlock! Gotta move!

[gunshots]

[dramatic musical flourish]

- Novin, status report.

- Novichok's contained, but Reynolds was exposed!

It's bad, boss!

- Markov, help her.

- Her body is shutting down.

She only has a few moments.

- Then what can we do?

- Come on, you fucking made this shit!

- I made an antidote. There is one vial.

- Where is it, you Russian piece of shit?

Find it!

- In here!

[suspenseful dramatic music]

It's gone! - Bullshit!

- I swear!

- You're the genius. Make some more!

- I have to purify the base solution!

[whimpers]

- Stop talking, just do it!

- Contact!

[gunshots]

- [gasping]

- Hold on, yeah?

You're gonna be okay. Stay there.

[gunshots]

Markov!

- I need a minute.

- She doesn't have a minute!

- If it's not properly purified,

it will kill her-- [gunshots]

- Shit!

- Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me!

- Did he finish it?

- [labored breathing]

- Mac, what are you doing? Mac!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Wait!

He said if it's not purified, it'll kill her!

- She's dying anyway.

♪ ♪

Oh, fuck.

♪ ♪

[syringe squeaks]

- [shallow breathing]

[tender music]

♪ ♪

[gasps]

[gagging]

- It's okay. It's okay.

- [coughing]

- She's okay.

She's okay.

- Come on, let's blow this place.

Get the hell out of here!

- You did it. You stopped it.

You stopped it.

- We good? Let's go!

- Let's go, let's go, let's go!

[somber dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- This'll get the job done. [bomb clacks]

- Put you down.

♪ ♪

- Yep, that'll do it. [bomb beeping]

- That's set. Let's move.

- Donovan said if we could get a sample of the Novichok,

the Ministry of Defence would really like it.

- Of course, when the enemy has it, it's terrorism.

When we have it, it's just modern warfare.

- So are we following orders or what?

- Just blow the place to hell.

[beeping]

- Captain.

- You sure about this?

- Do it.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Can I do it?

- Sure, mate. [device beeps]

[explosions]

- Come on!

[epic dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Fucking 20, eh?

Destroying more of my property.

Even without Markov,

the Novichok can be reverse-engineered.

- Our agreement--

- You didn't really think I would let a jihadist bitch

loose with chemical weapons, did you?

- Then what was all this for?

[device clicks]

- The Russians developed Novichok.

But no paperwork, no samples.

Markov had it all up here.

I needed you to make sure he completed his work.

You were my good and faithful servant.

I thank you.

- [grunts]

- Stop! Stop!

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[shattering]

[all gagging]

[choking and groaning]

- [grunts, gasps]

- [choking]

- [labored breathing]

[panting]

[coughing]

[gasping]

♪ ♪

[retching]

[crying]

[phone ringing]

[dramatic music builds]

♪ ♪

[beep]

How did you get this number?

[monitor beeping steadily]

- Ma'am.

I was monitoring comms

within a ten mile radius of the facility,

going through all the calls it picked up.

And-- - What?

- [exhales]

[phone beeping]

[ominous music]

- How did you get this number?

- He gave it to me.

- What do you mean?

- Your husband.

Omair Idrisi.

He's still alive.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[The Heavy's "Short Change Hero"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ I can't see where you coming from ♪

♪ But I know just what you runnin' from ♪

♪ And what matters ain't the "who's baddest" ♪

♪ But the ones who stop you falling from your ladder ♪

♪ 'Cause this ain't no place for no hero ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no better man ♪

♪ This ain't no place for no hero to call home ♪

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

-I shot Idrisi... twice. -♪ (PERCUSSION PLAYING) ♪

It's not what the intel is saying, is it?

I hope he is alive.

I could happily hunt him down every day for the rest of my life.

Is he alive or not?

♪ (PERCUSSION CONTINUES) ♪

(GUNFIRE)

(GUNSHOT)

(GLASS BREAKING)

♪ (HOUSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

I was warned that it would be

fighting, fucking, fighting, fucking.

(MOANING)

So, to my delight, it was a-- more of a-- yeah, a romance.

You know? (GIGGLING)

Never again.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

There she is. Maya!

ROXANNE MCKEE: The scene with Maya

was a difficult scene for Reynolds,

and also for me because

watching this young woman in front of me, crying,

and trying to get her back

to somehow connect to her on a different level, was difficult.

And I know it's fake,

but because she was excellent, it was difficult for me to watch

and it was difficult for me to pull the trigger.

-(GUNSHOTS) -(SCREAMING)

SGT. SAMUEL WYATT: Rack 'em up, Mac.

Pool hall fight, yes!

That was epic.

You've got Novin, Mac, myself...

Three of us against like, 12 dudes in a pool hall.

Fifteen or 16 stuntmen in this sequence.

-And we just want to talk. -Just want to talk.

We don't want any trouble.

But this being Strike Back, trouble ensues.

All right, let's do this the hard way.

It was an incredibly,

intricately choreographed fight scene.

(GRUNTING)

Novin chops.

-She is a bad mother. -(GRUNTING)

Not a bad mother, she's great with her kids.

But she's a bad motherfucker.

(GRUNTING)

I remember watching the stunts do the demo of it,

and it was like, "Okay, action." (IMITATES EXPLOSION)

Like, it was just over in three seconds!

-(PUNCHING) -(GRUNTING)

I was like, "What the fuck just happened?

What? What did I just see?!"

(GRUNTING)

Little bit of help would be nice!

DANIEL MACPHERSON: I had my dad on set that day.

And I think he said during a take,

"Oh, son, that was a bit wussy."

(GRUNTING)

I was like, "Dad, you can't say that!

It's-- we're-- We're in the middle of a take!"

(GRUNTING)

The next take, I whack this guy's head on the table.

I heard him say behind the monitor,

"Ah, that's better."

I don't know about bringing family to set ever again.

(LAUGHING)

(GRUNTING)