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Encoded by Hunter Crazy4TV.com
There's a black site, controlled by you.
Jane Lowry knows Idrisi's there. Now she's coming for him.
You heard of something called Project Tenebrae, ma'am?
ADEENA DONOVAN: We should focus on the mission.
McAllister and Wyatt are infiltrating the black site...
SGT. SAMUEL WYATT: I'll check ahead.
Did you give Jensen a security override?
I had denied him the request.
CAPT. NATALIE REYNOLDS: He was looking into intel on Lowry.
(GRUNTING)
REYNOLDS: Something else is going on here.
You are hiding something from me.
We are not equals, Captain. I have no duty to you.
I got an email from you. All of Will Jensen's files.
You're the person I trust.
GRACIE NOVIN: We're gonna check on Parker.
DONOVAN: They must be using him to gain access to the site.
-Down! -(GUNFIRE)
-Faster. -(BEEPING)
Move, move, move.
REYNOLDS: We've got the package.
I think I've cracked it. Project Tenebrae.
Wait, what?
-(CLATTERING) -(GRUNTING)
I'm sorry.
(GASPING)
♪ (ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
[engine revving]
[gunfire]
- Grenade!
[rock music]
- Go, go, go!
- They're blocking all exits!
♪ ♪
- Move!
- Moving!
- Moving!
♪ ♪
- What did I say about taking the freeway?
- Ah, seriously? You're doing that right now?
- Go! Gotta move.
Go, go, go!
♪ ♪
- Moving!
♪ ♪
- Ah!
- Who are these guys?
- Feel free to ask 'em, mate!
I don't know if this guy's worth dying for, though.
- They will not stop until they have me.
- Maybe we should give them what they want, then.
[foreboding music]
Hold your fire!
♪ ♪
This is who you want, right?
You can have him.
Lower your weapons!
[uneasy music]
I said lower your weapons!
[trooper speaking French]
- Guns down! Ho! Ho!
♪ ♪
- Down.
There, you can have him. I'm walking away.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
- [clicks tongue]
♪ ♪
- Move, move!
- Moving!
♪ ♪
- Hey, Captain!
Captain!
What the hell are you doing?
[disconcerting music]
- Get down, get down!
- Stay down!
♪ ♪
- Reynolds just fucked off with Idrisi!
- Why the hell would she do that?
- Fuck knows, mate!
- Ah!
♪ ♪
- We're gonna need another exfil.
- Grenade! - Move!
Move!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Clear.
Got wheels over here!
♪ ♪
- Get in! Let's get after them!
♪ ♪
[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 ♪
♪ Come on, feelin' like you're feelin' now ♪
♪ And doin' 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 ♪
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[gun clicks]
- You're dead.
- [exhales] Nicely done.
- No.
No, I let you get the drop on me.
- And then you recovered,
turned it to your advantage.
18 months ago, you'd have crumbled.
- Yeah, well, 18 months ago,
I didn't know a muzzle from a magazine.
Come on, please, let's do it again.
- Jane.
You're ready.
- Really?
What, they've given us the green light?
- Omair Idrisi.
Get close to him.
Gain his trust.
Get us what we need to take him
and his organization down.
- You really believe that's possible?
- I have never seen anyone with such natural talent,
the ability to adapt,
and believe me,
one person can make
all the difference.
- I mean, what--
but what happens if it all goes wrong and...
and if--when--
if he finds out that I'm not
what I say I am?
- If anything happens,
I'll be there to get you out.
I promise.
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
- Okay.
♪ ♪
Okay.
♪ ♪
[phone ringing]
- I have him.
- Bring him to the rendezvous point.
And the rest of the team?
- Well, I left them behind, Colonel, just like you said.
- I know you've got doubts,
but there was an attack on the Crib,
and until I'm sure everyone's clean,
you're the only one I can trust.
♪ ♪
- You should know...
You should know, there was an ambush,
and I don't think it was Parker's men,
so you might want to get Jensen
to look into it.
- Natalie,
Jensen didn't make it out.
♪ ♪
- Fuck...
- Sorry.
You understand now why I've asked you to do this?
Stay on mission.
Bring me Idrisi.
[melancholy music]
- Copy.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
[line ringing]
- Bloody hell!
- Reynolds just snatched Idrisi and took off on us.
I don't think she's gonna answer the phone.
- No, I'm trying to get in touch with Jensen.
Tracks our phones. He can get a bead on her.
[phone beeps]
Oh, wait.
He sent me an automated link to his files.
Might be able to access tracking through that.
What the fuck?
The last files that Jensen logged,
that Project Tenebrae thing he was looking into--
it's Donovan and Lowry.
[desolate music]
♪ ♪
- Would you like to talk about it?
- No.
- You are delivering me to a person
you have lost faith in,
and you turn your back
on the people you trust.
- [chuckles] Sure.
I'm gonna take life advice
from a man who blows up airliners
and hotels.
- Oof!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
- Fuck.
♪ ♪
Jesus.
- [speaking Arabic]
Eh? Eh?
♪ ♪
- What the fuck are you doing?
♪ ♪
- I'm joking.
Okay.
[uneasy music]
- What the hell were you gonna do with that?
[door opens]
♪ ♪
How did you find me?
- Jensen had a tracker on your phone.
You all right?
- I've been better.
- Just want to talk, okay?
- Are you alone?
- Yeah, I'm alone.
- Mostly alone.
- Mostly alone.
- Hey, Captain.
♪ ♪
Put your hands behind your back.
Come on.
You know, I'm getting fucking sick
of tying you up.
- I had orders from Donovan.
♪ ♪
- Did you know Lowry was a British agent?
- What?
No.
- Donovan trained her.
Called Project Tenebrae.
- That's bullshit. She would've told us.
- Come on. - [laughs]
- Eh, she should've told us.
- You think I don't know what this is, huh?
Your little setup?
You lie to me, try to tricking me?
- Look at the photos, mate.
- I don't need to look at your photos, "mate."
I know my wife.
- Do you?
Look at them.
Look at them!
- This whole time, we've been chasing
a rogue fucking agent.
Remember when Jensen asked you
for security clearance?
This was the shit
he was looking into.
[man yelling distantly]
We need to get in touch with him
and find out what else he knows.
- The Crib was hit.
- And?
- Donovan said that Jensen didn't make it, Gracie.
[somber music]
- Oh, is that right?
What, he's dead?
Is that what you're saying?
- I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
- [laughs]
Donovan lied to us about Lowry.
Now you want me to believe this?
It's fucking bullshit.
- Shit. Tangos incoming.
Should we, uh, sort this out in a bit?
- Is it bad?
- Yeah, it's pretty bad.
[dramatic music]
- Go, go!
Move!
♪ ♪
Incoming!
♪ ♪
[gunfire]
- Shit, let's go!
Move!
- Friends of yours?
- I don't have friends,
but you have many enemies.
- Fall back!
♪ ♪
- Here.
♪ ♪
Move it! - Move!
♪ ♪
- Fuck!
♪ ♪
- We're pinned down!
♪ ♪
- Move to the ship!
♪ ♪
- Get up there! - More inbound.
- Fuck!
♪ ♪
Coming through!
♪ ♪
- Move!
♪ ♪
- Stay there.
Keep them from grabbing Idrisi.
♪ ♪
- Shit.
Fuck, I'm out.
Mac, they're coming from the bow.
- Moving!
♪ ♪
- Changing! - Moving!
[gun clicks] - Fuck.
[gunshots]
♪ ♪
[gunshots]
- Ah!
- Move! - Move, move!
- You're good. Go, go!
Go, go, go!
Move!
- Got it! - Move it! Move!
- Upstairs. Go!
♪ ♪
Stay there.
♪ ♪
- They're still coming. Keep it moving.
You, with me, now.
♪ ♪
- I'm going up! Give me cover.
♪ ♪
- I'm heading down the back.
♪ ♪
- Fuck!
- Hey!
♪ ♪
- Drop your weapon!
♪ ♪
- [yells]
♪ ♪
[gun clicks]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
- Fuck me.
♪ ♪
- I'm moving!
- Hey, easy, easy.
Hey.
- Novin?
- Thought she was with you.
[disquieting music]
♪ ♪
- So...
Anybody want to hear
a funny story?
♪ ♪
This is nice!
Old friends
getting together.
- If the details of Tenebrae got out,
it would be uncomfortable but survivable,
but where it would lead,
what we're accountable for...
♪ ♪
It would bring military intelligence
to its knees.
♪ ♪
I won't sacrifice
all the good we've done
for one mistake.
- Ma'am, the team aren't aware
of what Lance Corporal Jensen discovered.
- As far as you know.
I'm not taking the risk.
- You're asking me to eliminate my people.
- I'm saying that a clean house is a good house,
and to do what needs to be done.
- Captain Reynolds is bringing me Idrisi.
We'll use him as bait
to draw Lowry out.
I can get this under control.
- We lost control a long time ago.
I've given you those Stillwater men
for a reason.
You have your orders.
- Yes, ma'am.
[disquieting music]
♪ ♪
- Looks like you're having a bad day, too.
♪ ♪
- We should do this
more often.
- You don't write.
You don't call.
- You just drop in unexpectedly.
- You stole something from me.
Un-fucking-believable.
♪ ♪
Your death was headline news.
- What the hell do you want with him?
- He belongs to me!
Octagon Private Security is one of my companies.
We've been tracking you assholes by satellite
ever since you broke out of my black site.
- Wait, and you didn't know they had him?
♪ ♪
- Oh...
♪ ♪
[sharply exhales twice]
♪ ♪
Colonel Parker
never said
a goddamn word.
This is very exciting.
How much
do you think the Americans'll pay
to keep this whole shit-show quiet?
- Mm...
I have something better.
♪ ♪
- Yeah?
I very much doubt that.
- Jane told me she has a drive,
hidden away for our insurance.
The Atlas.
♪ ♪
It's a list of every covert op and agent
sanctioned by British Military Intelligence.
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
- I just wanted to talk.
You and me.
Might be the last chance we have
to understand each other.
- Jane,
hundreds of people are dead because of you.
What is there I could possibly need to understand?
[disquieting music]
- You sanctioned a drone strike against Idrisi,
and when warned that you had an asset in the area,
you said I was expendable.
♪ ♪
Direct quote.
♪ ♪
I saw the communiqués.
♪ ♪
You gave me access to the system.
- I revoked that access
before we put you in with Idrisi.
- Oh, you taught me how to get around such things.
You were a great teacher, I'll give you that.
- Where do you see this conversation ending,
Jane?
We hug?
We agree to be friends?
♪ ♪
- I'll be with Omair again,
and we'll disappear,
and you will leave us alone.
♪ ♪
- That is not an option.
♪ ♪
- Do you know what else I found
when I was combing through the system?
♪ ♪
I found the Atlas.
♪ ♪
- Even if that's true,
you'd never release it,
because then Idrisi
would know the truth about you.
Or did you tell him you were a British agent?
♪ ♪
Or about your life before that?
♪ ♪
- You used me.
- Quite a life it was, as well.
Petty theft, violent assault, addiction...
- And I wasn't the first, was I?
- Standing on street corners
with your skirt hiked up, turning tricks?
- How many people have you... - How would your
beloved husband react to that? - Used and thrown away?
♪ ♪
- Hey, what can I get you?
- I'm fine, thanks. I'm not staying.
- Another coffee?
- No, this one was bad enough.
- I apologize. She has no manners.
- Try the coffee,
and then tell me if I'm wrong.
♪ ♪
The mission comes first.
The life of one person is nothing compared to
the many that we are fighting to protect.
♪ ♪
I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
- You're not going to shoot me in a public place, Adeena.
- I'm not here alone.
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
♪ ♪
A clean-up crew.
♪ ♪
I think we underestimated each other.
♪ ♪
[people screaming]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[people shouting in Croatian]
♪ ♪
- Ives, come on, you can't make a deal with him.
He shot down your helicopter, for fuck's sake!
- Think about what this means if the intel is real.
Every British agent,
every covert op,
is gonna be blown wide open.
- Are you trying to get me hard?
Info like that
will fetch eight figures
on the open market, easy.
Rainbow! Big pot of gold!
- Hey, hey, remember, we dragged your ass
out of Ajir. Remember?
- If it helps, think of this
as a character-building moment--
for me, of course.
You'll just drown.
[desolate music]
Should never have left me
in that fucking desert.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
Secure the weights.
♪ ♪
Make sure they sink like a stone.
♪ ♪
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Let's get that deal in motion.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- That's the ticket. - [coughs]
Ah, fuck. Did I just die?
Did I just die? - Well, yeah.
You did stop breathing for a bit.
- [coughing] Oh, wow.
That was wild.
That kind of makes me want to do it again.
[laughs]
- Possible brain damage due to lack of oxygen.
- Business as usual, eh?
- [coughs]
Ives? - Gone.
Luckily, Novin was shadowing us.
- You okay?
- Mate, I didn't bring you
back from the dead
to ask me stupid questions.
- You're okay.
- We need to find out what resources
Ives has in the area,
where he might have hidden Idrisi.
- Yeah, think I've got that covered for you.
Come on.
- Course she has.
- You ready?
Poor fellow.
Got knocked over the side of the ship with me.
But I saved your life, didn't I?
You want to know something, matey?
We're having a pretty shit-ful day.
- Decent haul of kit, though.
Ammo, binos...
And Wyatt's favorite.
- C4. Now you're talking.
- We've been lied to, shot at, drowned,
my knickers are wet, and I'm bloody starving.
If you don't tell us where Morgan Ives was headed...
- Rovinj!
It's a town on the coast.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on.
- Jesus, that was fast.
Right, you get details.
We'll get vehicles.
- Copy that.
[laughs] This fucking guy.
- I'm guessing you don't play poker, right?
- [grunts]
Oh, fuck.
[breathes deeply]
Ach!
[cell phone rings]
- [Omair speaking Arabic]
- Omair.
Oh, where are you?
- With our good friend, Morgan Ives.
Jawedan, listen.
You told me once you stole something
from the British.
Intelligence that would one day
be our insurance.
You remember?
- Yes, yes.
- The day is here.
- No.
No, you can't do a deal with Morgan Ives.
He's--he's subhuman scum.
- This subhuman scum
is on the call, sweetheart.
- Of course you are.
- Jawedan, listen.
I'm sorry.
I did not provide the life I promised.
We should be together,
walking through the fields of chamomile.
That's what I promised, and I'm sorry--
- Enough of this harlequin shit.
Tell my people where you are
and I'll get someone to pick you up.
- Jawedan ...
[desolate music]
♪ ♪
- So how does it work
when you die?
The 72 virgins--
she'd have to be a pretty...
understanding wife
to put up with that amount
of extracurricular pussy.
[hangs up]
♪ ♪
- Da?
- Sweet.
♪ ♪
- About Jensen...
Look, Donovan wasn't telling the truth
about Lowry being a British agent.
So maybe she wasn't being straight
about Jensen's situation, either.
[uneasy music]
- He's got this system where he has to check in
every 24 hours, or I get an alert.
It's bloody annoying.
I've told him to quit it, but...
I got one earlier, and, uh...
- Right, well, that could be for any number of reasons.
- Yeah, yeah, I know.
Gonna do me a favor and fire up that Quattro?
Odds on, there's a spare set of keys
under the wheel arch.
If not, I'll bust up the locks.
- Gracie, look.
[engine grinding]
Okay.
[engine grinding]
- [sighs]
Oh, come on.
- [scoffs]
- [sighs]
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
[cell phone ringing]
[foreboding music]
- Give me an update, Captain.
- Still en route.
ETA: two hours.
- Team?
- Nothing.
- Would have thought they'd come after you.
- Yeah, me too.
♪ ♪
Maybe we should try to contact them,
loop them in.
- Right now, the main concern
is delivering Idrisi.
Knowing how capable the team are,
I'm sure they're not far behind you.
♪ ♪
- Copy that.
- I know,
I wish there was another way, Natalie,
but right now, it's for the best.
Keep me informed.
♪ ♪
- Copy.
♪ ♪
- So laughing boy's given us a good idea
where Ives and Idrisi might be headed.
- Right, well, we'll scope out Donovan
and find out why she didn't
give us the intel on Lowry.
Mac.
What are you doing?
- Taking a car.
- Oh, right, yeah, no.
That's your pimpin' ride.
- I'll flip you for it.
- All right.
Think I've got one.
Eh? - Yeah.
- We flipped.
- You lost.
- Whoa.
I'm driving.
- All right, Big Mac's got the wheel!
- That's not a thing.
- It could become a thing. - Better not.
- Guys...
[intrepid music]
Be careful out there.
♪ ♪
[engine revs]
- It's a hairdresser's car, anyway.
♪ ♪
- Follow up the lead on Ives and Idrisi.
Find out where the Atlas is.
And stay in touch.
- Copy that, Captain.
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Boss has got some company.
I'm counting two.
Three.
Gotta assume there's more.
Weapons on you.
- Great.
♪ ♪
- Don't make any sudden movements.
♪ ♪
- Captain Reynolds.
Where's Idrisi?
[church bell ringing]
- Don't you feel better,
now you're dressed like a normal person?
Come on, relax.
You give us the Atlas, we let you go free.
- Bedtime, mate.
- I actually like you, Omair.
- The feeling is... not mutual.
- You remind me of an ant.
Striving away,
unaware of how insignificant
you are.
The West needs people like you
to justify those fat military budgets.
That's why they let you live for so long.
Your jihad was nothing
but a cog in their machine.
- You have no idea what I fight for.
- [laughs] Uh-oh, touched a nerve!
Don't worry.
A few days, you'll be back
in some dark, dank cave again.
It's a wonderful life you've got.
- Mm.
- Tell you something:
Morgan Ives would get a gold medal
for breaking balls.
- If you only had one bullet...
- Idrisi.
Killed my squad.
Changed everything.
- Yeah, but then, you would never have met me.
- Another good reason, then. - [chuckles]
- Is he the only reason we're doing this?
- That's the mission, yes. You know that.
Natalie...
- Are we alone?
- Of course.
Just you and me. What is it?
Where's Idrisi?
- Why didn't you tell us that Jane Lowry was a British agent?
- [sighs]
Is that what this is about?
It was a covert program
which has since been disbanded--
- We were after her!
We had a right to know that.
- Natalie,
I chose Jane.
I trained her. I put her in with Idrisi.
And then she asked for resources
to perform a small act of terrorism
to give her legitimacy, and...
- And you gave them to her?
- It was an unmanned ammunitions dump.
A symbolic strike.
That's all it was.
At least, that's what she told me.
And I'm sitting there,
and news reports flooding in-- a hotel bombing.
63 people dead,
including an American ambassador
and his family.
And if that ever gets out...
- Then British Military Intelligence
sanctioned and paid for
an attack on an American official.
- There'll be no coming back from that.
Everything we do, everything we work for--
it'd all be wiped out
because of one error of judgment.
I didn't tell you
because no one could ever know.
- You know, at least Idrisi believes in something, right?
I can kind of respect that.
But Morgan Ives?
That son of a bitch
is just a shit stain
in a shiny suit.
[engine revs]
Incoming.
[engine revs]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- You son of a bitch.
♪ ♪
I'm changing my vote.
My bullet's for Lowry.
♪ ♪
- So,
what is the location
of this British intelligence,
and how the hell did you get hold of it?
- I will answer the second part,
Mr. Ives.
My wife used to be a British agent.
- [softly laughs]
♪ ♪
- That's right, Jane, is it not?
- And this Project Tenebrae--
you'd do anything to keep it quiet,
to stop the Americans finding out.
- For the greater good.
- And what about if someone like Jensen
discovered it?
- Natalie... [sighs]
- You need to tell me what happened to him.
♪ ♪
If you want me to help you,
then you have to tell me what happened.
You said the Crib was hit.
- If you're asking the question,
then you already know the answer.
♪ ♪
We do what we have to do.
I taught you that since the day we first met.
♪ ♪
- They've got sights on you. I can't do anything.
You've got to give me some breathing space.
♪ ♪
- Adeena, can you do me a favor?
Can you ask your men to step down?
- They're just here for insurance,
in case Lowry came for Idrisi.
- Yeah, I understand that.
- Of course.
Of course.
♪ ♪
- They're on amber alert.
Don't get comfortable.
- He's gonna kill her.
- No, he won't. - Yeah.
- Not after all they've been through.
- I was sent to inform on you.
♪ ♪
To lead you to your death.
♪ ♪
But I wouldn't do it.
I wouldn't do it.
- Everything was a lie.
- Here it comes.
- But I stayed with you.
I stayed by your side through everything.
Everything. - Sweetheart...
All I give a fuck about
is the location of the Atlas.
- Omair...
♪ ♪
If you knew the truth about me,
about what I was...
you never could have loved me, never.
♪ ♪
[breathless] You made me.
♪ ♪
- Here it comes.
♪ ♪
- You stayed.
♪ ♪
- I stayed.
♪ ♪
- Oh, God...
- Huh. - The location.
All I want... - Son of a bitch.
- Told you.
- Is the location!
♪ ♪
All I want
is the Atlas.
♪ ♪
- It's at the center of a mausoleum
on Avet Island.
- Got it.
Avet Island,
inside a mausoleum.
- I have a yacht primed and ready in the docks,
but I need
some more specific
fucking
goddamn details.
- But you don't.
'Cause I'm gonna show you.
- No.
You're gonna tell me.
- Mr. Ives...
My wife said she will show you.
Hm?
- You know, fuck it. I'm taking a shot.
- Wyatt, we can track them.
- I'm not letting her get away this time.
This is our shot.
- Wyatt-- - No!
No, Mac, this is our chance.
I'm not letting Lowry get away again.
I'll take Lowry,
you take Idrisi.
[suspenseful music]
Come on.
- Okay.
Line it up.
Nice and clean.
- We have to make a choice, Natalie.
- Adeena.
♪ ♪
If you need to ask...
♪ ♪
- She's signaling.
[dramatic music]
- Ah!
♪ ♪
- Tower, check in.
♪ ♪
Tow-- - Shit, we've been made.
- Both on me, guys.
Move, move, move!
- All stations report in.
♪ ♪
- Wyatt, we need to move.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[desolate music]
♪ ♪
- Jawedan!
- Brian! Brian!
Take Idrisi, now!
- [yells angrily] Jawedan!
- Fuck.
- Jawedan!
- Need to move, Wyatt. We're sitting ducks up here.
- [yells angrily] Jawedan !
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[men talking]
- Shit.
[gunshot]
[people yelling]
- We got to get to the docks after Ives and Idrisi.
- Yeah, gotta try and stay alive first.
♪ ♪
- Wyatt, this way. - Yeah, go, go, go!
♪ ♪
- That was good.
Nicely done.
When I found you, you career was over.
You were nothing.
- No.
Me, Jane, the rest--
we were never nothing.
See, that's your mistake.
- You never see the bigger picture.
- All Will ever tried to do was help.
[uneasy music]
- He wouldn't stop.
I tried to warn him, but he wouldn't.
♪ ♪
You see how it spreads?
Him, then you, then the rest of the Section.
Word gets out,
and then it all comes crashing down.
- All you were trying to do was protect yourself.
- No, no.
No.
To protect everything we're fighting for.
♪ ♪
You're not taking me in, are you?
♪ ♪
I know the kind of person you are.
This will stay with you.
There's no coming back from this.
♪ ♪
[melancholy music]
♪ ♪
- Novin.
Novin!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [screams]
♪ ♪
[gun clicks]
- Fuck. - Drop your weapon.
- All right.
Easy, easy. - Get on the floor!
- Now! - Going down.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Ah, fuck.
All right, now I'm really done.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Any last words?
♪ ♪
- Fuck you.
- Good for me.
What do you reckon?
- Works for me.
[intrepid music]
♪ ♪
- Here.
Like your hair.
- If you get the chance for last words,
go for some poetry. A bit of Keats or Tennyson.
- Zeppelin? Stones?
- Yeah, anything that'll buy you more time.
- They're inside here!
- We've got company!
♪ ♪
- I'll remember that next time.
- Of course,
I think it's always better
to not get grabbed in the first place.
- Who the hell are you guys, anyway?
- Ah, that's a long story.
- Well, save it for next time.
- Clear. - Clear.
- On me.
- That's not how we're doing things.
- I wasn't asking, dickhead.
- [laughs]
♪ ♪
[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 ♪
♪ ♪
[tranquil electronic chime]
[warm ringing tone]
[engine revving]
SGT. SAMUEL WYATT: I just gotta check.
Everybody is cool if we die for this, right?
A bad boss doesn't mean a bad job.
Come on, it could be worse. It could be raining.
(RAIN PATTERING)
-(BEEPS) -(GUNFIRE RICOCHETS)
-(GLASS BREAKS) -(GRUNTS)
(GUNFIRE RICOCHETS)
♪ (INTENSIFYING DRUM BEAT) ♪
Whoa! Whoa!
(BOTH GRUNT)
♪ (DRUM BEAT ENDS ABRUPTLY) ♪
GRACIE NOVIN: Ah, fuck.
All right, now I'm really done.
There is a couple of very long shadows
cast on this show and that's Scott and Stonebridge.
ALIN SUMARWATA: These guys are amazing, you know?
Like, legendary. Legendary status.
And suddenly, you're on set with them?
It's like, dude!
On me.
That's not how we're doing things.
Wasn't asking, dickhead.
(CHUCKLING)
NATALIE REYNOLDS: Grenade!
ROXANNE MCKEE: It starts off with a bang.
Quite literally.
WARREN BROWN: We had a whole motorway closed down,
and we were just blowing the fuck out of shit.
DANIEL MACPHERSON: Each one of these cars
did a full revolution in the air on fire before it landed.
(GLASS BREAKING)
And, of course, as soon as it hits the ground,
you've got Section 20 running through this.
Go, go, go!
We're pretty close.
Too close! Too close! (LAUGHS)
Moving!
SUMARWATA: It was way closer than I thought, yeah.
(RELIEVED SIGH)
It's some of the coolest action stuff
that you will have seen on Strike Back.
-Stay down! -(GUNFIRE)
That's probably the highest
adrenaline-pumping sequence I've done.
(GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)
MCKEE: Natalie Reynolds kills the person who she is
most fond of, most loyal to, and most respectful of.
-(GASP) -(GUNSHOT ECHOES)
(CHUCKLES) And that's a really difficult decision.
-(GUNSHOT ECHOES) -(MOANS)
It's like killing your mother, your father,
your boss who you respect,
and your whole family all in-- in one person.
This is a painful journey for her,
and an incredibly difficult situation to deal with.
All right, we need to move.
MACPHERSON: We're up in a bell tower,
watching Lowry, Idrisi, Morgan Ives...
each one of them a valid target, you know?
I'm changing my vote. My bullet's for Lowry.
But for Wyatt, yes, it was personal
and I really wanted to get that moment right.
(GUNSHOT ECHOES)
I just wanted to see what it meant to him,
you know, to shoot her and just have that moment of...
Job's done. Revenge is complete.
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