Original subtitles

Roman Lesnitsky. Low-level FSB analyst.

He could be the key to what Pavel is planning.

We wanna hear all about Kingfisher.

Kingfisher is a project, and I am the grand designer.

Pavel was tasked with carrying out my plan.

Hassan Ahmed, the final piece of the puzzle.

Hassan Ahmed, founder of a radical Jihadist group

behind a number of bombings across Indonesia.

ALEXANDER COLTRANE: So, we get to Hassan before Pavel.

He's the thread that can unravel this whole thing.

Eyes on Hassan. Gonna go loud.

-(YELPS) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Stick to the plan. I'll cover.

-Go. Go, go, go! -Go, go.

(GUNFIRE)

THOMAS "MAC" MCALLISTER: Alpha Two, going mobile!

-(ENGINE REVS) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Zero, we're being grabbed by local military.

Colonel Aldo, Indonesian Armed Forces.

I need to get to the team.

-MAC: Incoming! -(GUN COCKS, FIRES)

(GRUNTING, CLAMORING)

-(MAN YELPS) -MAC: Fuckin' hell, boss!

I may have misled you. I'm taking us off books.

Illegal ops.

You think it's the right thing to do, we're good.

I'm going mobile, tracking Hassan.

I have eyes on a suitcase nuke.

If I get a shot at Hassan, I'm gonna take it.

(GUN COCKS, FIRES)

[engine revving]

[foreboding ambient tones]

♪ ♪

[door panel chirps]

♪ ♪

[door panel chirps]

- Sorry about that.

♪ ♪

[sighs] Where were we?

- I think you were about to apologize

for having me drugged, bagged,

and dragged to wherever this is

and offer me a ride home.

- Well, you've kept your sense of humor.

Good. You'll need it.

Entering Russia without our permission.

Advancing into Indonesia.

Again, without our permission.

You took your team off books, Alexander,

and you didn't even tell them.

You risked their entire careers.

- I stand by my decisions.

- Really?

After all that's happened?

Pavel.

Katrina.

Hassan, the mall,

the bomb, the death, the coup.

You stand by it?

You sent Sergeant Wyatt and Corporal Novin

after Hassan, the terrorist you suspected

of working with Pavel Kuragin.

♪ ♪

- Zero. Come in, Zero.

[radio static]

Called it. They've jammed the signal.

♪ ♪

Half an hour since last contact with Chetri.

- Yeah, she's smart.

If there was trouble, she would have got out.

- If she got out.

♪ ♪

- Moving.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[men speaking Indonesian]

♪ ♪

[switch clicking]

- [speaking Indonesian]

♪ ♪

- [speaking Indonesian]

♪ ♪

- Nobody move! - Don't move!

- Any of your boys so much as blink

and I'll put holes in the boss man, here!

- Look like you're having some technical difficulties there.

♪ ♪

[canisters hissing]

What the--hey, get down!

- Down!

♪ ♪

[grunts]

- Get to Hassan! Get to Hassan!

- Go! - Move!

- [grunts]

- It's the same assholes that tried to kill us before!

Get back!

[dramatic music]

- Going for the nuke!

- Suppressing!

♪ ♪

- I got it! Fall back!

Move, move!

[gunfire continues]

♪ ♪

We need to find a way out.

- Exit left!

♪ ♪

There, on the left.

All right, maybe not.

- [groans] - We'll go up.

Come on, come on, come on! [elevator dings]

Get in there!

♪ ♪

Wyatt, let's go!

♪ ♪

Come on, come on!

[mellow music playing over speakers]

♪ ♪

We've got a terrorist, a nuke,

and a corrupt military unit coming after us.

This is gonna be fun.

[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 ♪

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

Here.

- Get down.

- Hands.

[cable tie zipping]

♪ ♪

- Oy.

Oy, have you seen her?

- No.

- Take a good look.

- No. No, I have not.

[exhales]

That was a trap.

- No shit.

- They massacred my people.

- Yeah, that's because you were trying

to arm a fucking nuke, asshole.

But you've been set up.

- Ten years ago, there was a mosque planned for this site.

But the developers decided to build their mall instead,

and now they plan to make it even bigger,

even brighter.

- At least you'll have a Starbucks, mate.

- My nephew did not even believe in the cause.

He just wanted to impress me.

He thought I was important.

- Oh, bro, you are very important.

Trust me.

Teaming up with Pavel.

- Yeah.

Living, breathing evidence

of Russia meddling with a foreign power.

You're our star witness.

How you going for an exfil?

- Okay, looks like there's an employee stairwell.

Back of the department store over there, one floor down.

- Well, there's cameras at every junction.

If we move, they'll see us.

- Stay here, we're dead.

We've gotta get Hassan and the nuke out of here.

Let's go.

[both men grunt]

- Is there a reason

you sent your team in without you?

- A rogue splinter group within the Indonesian military

was working alongside the Russians.

I needed to speak to the military commander

and warn him.

- Running your own little black op

on foreign soil...

without licenses?

It's Afghanistan all over again.

- What is this place, anyway?

- This is the kind of place

we get the right answers, Alexander.

If we don't...

well, then, perhaps it's the kind of place

you don't leave.

So...

you went to see

the Military Commander, General Dewanto,

with no authority whatsoever.

- With respect, General Dewanto,

we believe Aldo has resurrected Skuad Komodo

and may well even be working with the Russians.

- Why would he do that?

For what purpose?

You are the ones conducting an illegal op in my country.

Colonel Aldo...

is a son of Jakarta.

[radio feedback]

- What's the matter, big fella?

Trouble with your coms?

Do you have a safe room here?

Somewhere we can fall back to if need be?

- There is a military escort due within the hour.

- I'm thinking of something a bit more immediate.

- At the same time,

they will take you and have you thrown

into a high security military prison.

- If Colonel Aldo

were planning a coup,

then the first thing that he would do

is come after the head of the military.

[explosion]

- Get back! - [indistinct shouting]

[explosions]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Clear right.

- Yeah, door's clear.

- You okay? - Dewanto's been hit.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Colonel Aldo.

Have you located them?

- We have locked on the building,

but there's still 400,000 square feet of mall to cover.

- You need the terrorist.

And you need that bomb.

- You are the reason the British are here.

- And I am the one that armed your men

and gave you this opportunity.

Take down Hassan,

reveal his terrifying bomb plot

to a nation so grateful to be saved,

they will cheer you on as you seize power.

- Then maybe we don't need you anymore.

- You need me.

Dewanto is still alive.

Your squad's attempt to eliminate him failed,

and he will end your coup like...

I will make sure Dewanto is taken care of.

- You need to let me go in there.

- Skuad Komodo have their reputation for a reason.

They will get the job done.

We need you as our last resort.

- And because you don't trust me, is that it?

- No.

Because I don't want to lose you.

- They've got something.

- Yeah, they're taking down surveillance.

- There.

- [speaking foreign language]

[foreboding music]

- Reckon they'll be on their way.

♪ ♪

- Well, then let's be somewhere else.

- Don't suppose you're a doctor.

- No, I'm his translator.

- You got a first aid kit? - Under the sink.

♪ ♪

- [groaning]

- Need a pair of hands over here.

What's your name? - Sophia.

- Sophia, I need you to help me, okay?

I need you to go around there, please.

All right, can you put this on?

- [hollers]

- Put your hands on and press down on the wound.

Right here, yeah, yeah.

- He's not gonna make it, is he?

- I've seen worse.

Okay, we stabilize him, move him out.

Proper medical attention, he might have a chance.

- Switch hands in three, two, one.

Yep. - [groaning]

- Boss, if these guys are smart they might have a back-up plan.

There could be more on the way.

- Get the place locked down best you can.

- All right, yeah.

Okay.

[static]

- You've lost them.

♪ ♪

- Aldo's surveillance cameras not used anymore

for good reason.

Lower resolution, wider angles.

♪ ♪

- Let's go.

- But they'll do the job.

[camera whirrs]

- I'm wondering...

if it's an arrogance,

the way you thrust your people into danger.

Should we talk about Helmand?

- It's not relevant. - I'd say it is.

You took your squad

to meet a hostile Shia warlord

in the hope of an alliance against the Taliban.

How many people died in that ambush?

I'd have thought you'd have learned your lesson.

- I have. - And there it is.

That temper.

The one that drives you into your rash decisions.

- Why do you think I rejected command after that?

- Sadly, it's common knowledge.

You hit the bottle and lost your nerve.

- My nerve's just find.

That's the problem.

Mind you, if the stakes were high enough,

I'd do exactly the same thing again.

I'd risk my team.

- And what are those stakes?

This "Kingfisher" conspiracy of yours?

- All Russia really wants is to be a superpower again.

Ever since their invasion of the Ukraine,

we've kept them in check with punitive sanctions.

But this Indonesian coup was a test run

for a different form of warfare.

Covertly overthrowing nations, installing puppet leaders,

reaping the economic benefits.

They'd be off the leash.

Sanctions would be irrelevant.

They could roll their tanks across Eastern Europe

knowing the West is powerless to intervene

for fear of nuclear conflict, and if we don't stop them--

- You're saying they'd just carry on into Britain,

into America.

- I'm saying they'd be so strong

they could whatever they damn well wanted.

- And you believe this was the plan

of Pavel and Katrina all along?

- I believe this is

an officially sanctioned Kremlin op, yes.

- So this is what you claim your team was doing:

Extracting Hassan and the nuclear device

to use as evidence of Russia's misdeeds.

What is it they say about the best laid plans?

- They're coming this way. We gotta move.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[metal clattering]

♪ ♪

[gunfire]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Hassan's running! - Shit.

♪ ♪

- Fuck!

♪ ♪

Moving.

Oh, fuck!

♪ ♪

Jammed.

- Novin.

♪ ♪

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

[both breathing heavily]

- Clear. - [scoffs]

- You hurt?

- I'm sure there's something in there, mate.

[hisses]

- Yeah, that'll leave a mark.

- Just have to find someone who digs scars, eh?

- [chuckles]

All right, it's gonna sting.

- [hissing, groaning]

- Three, two... [grunts]

[both breathing heavily]

- There's gonna be more coming.

- Yeah.

That is why you...

are gonna take the nuke--sorry.

[grunts]

And do a secondary exfil.

- Cheers, mate.

- I'm pretty sure...

there's some maintenance elevators

right here, near the food court.

They won't be working,

but you'll be able to climb down.

- What, you're not coming?

- Russia arming radical terrorists?

We need Hassan to talk,

so I'd better find him before the boys in black do.

- Copy that.

- Good?

- Watch your back.

Oy, if you see Zarkova--

- I'll send her your love.

- Send her this, too.

- Hey, keep an eye out for Chetri.

Kid's gotta be around here somewhere.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [rapid breathing]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

You get five seconds.

F-five...

fucking seconds to be scared.

♪ ♪

Then you just do it.

Just do it.

♪ ♪

[gasps]

[heavy breathing]

♪ ♪

[yelps]

♪ ♪

[gun cocks]

♪ ♪

- Okay.

♪ ♪

House is locked down best we can, boss.

But if it gets all "Rio Bravo" out there,

we're in trouble.

- What about you, General? Ready to move?

- We wait for my men.

I take orders from no one.

- We're not giving you orders, you fool.

We're trying to save your bloody life.

- Give me a moment.

♪ ♪

- You know what, General, I'm curious...

about your friend Aldo.

Why did you shut down his team, Skuad Komodo?

- He was a good man,

but he went too far.

- [chuckles]

Abductions, extra-judicial killings,

turning your military into a death squad.

Yeah, I could see how that could make life difficult.

But you stripped them all of their ranks,

court marshaled every last one of them

except for one man.

Why keep Aldo on as Colonel?

♪ ♪

- I thought it would make him loyal.

♪ ♪

- Everything all right?

- Yeah, just thinking.

If you hadn't have stopped those men.

- You can't play "what if."

- Yes, you can. Everyone does.

What if you had a different job?

What if you didn't have to do the things you do?

- What if you stop worrying?

Trust us.

The General's men will be here in 15 minutes.

Then we'll be gone.

- You risked your life for him

even though he threatened to have you locked up.

- [chuckles]

Yeah, well, that's definitely part of the job.

Risking your life for dickheads.

- You joke about it,

but there's not many like you left, Sergeant.

15 minutes?

- Yeah, then we're gone.

[intimate music]

♪ ♪

- They have lost four men already.

- Still within acceptable parameters.

[suspenseful music]

- Aldo has sent in his Captain,

but Pavel, you need me in there.

- 20 see you as a traitor.

They will kill you on sight.

- Remember the first week of Alpha Group?

They taught us Ivan Ilyin,

Russian spirit.

[speaking Russian]

- I told you, no Russian.

And be careful.

[radio chatter]

That one.

That one is mine.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Watch out, guys!

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Shit.

♪ ♪

[gunfire]

♪ ♪

- Hey, don't!

Step away.

Step away!

♪ ♪

Let's go, come on.

- [grunts]

- Oh, you son of a bitch.

[both grunting]

[hollers]

[heavy breathing]

[groans]

[gasping, panting]

Hassan's coming with me.

- [sighs]

Don't you Americans ever get tired

of telling the rest of the world how to behave?

- Honestly, yeah.

- Maybe you should quit, then.

- [chuckles] You know...

between you and me...

I've seriously been considering it.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Please...

walk away.

- Can't do that.

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[crack]

- [grunts]

Don't even try it.

Drop it.

[metal clanging]

- [grunts]

[gunshot]

[dark music]

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

- Well...

I think I should be the one saying "thank you."

- Just for a second there,

I thought we were somebody else.

Somewhere else.

- Yeah.

Sooner or later, though...

gotta get back to work.

- I know.

- [groaning]

[electricity crackling]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

♪ ♪

- Hang in there.

Your men will be here any moment.

- Move. It's only Dewanto I want.

- God, you're not working for Aldo as well, are you?

- Nyet.

♪ ♪

[gunshot]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Pavel is coming.

Run.

♪ ♪

- Boss, we need to get the fuck out of here.

- Another dead person

who can't confirm your story?

You're accusing Russia

of using deep cover agents

to attempt to assassinate foreign dignitaries?

- Not accusations.

Just facts.

- I'll check point.

- Get your hands off me.

- Look, if my Sergeant says to move...

we're moving.

[gunshot]

[dramatic music]

- Boss?

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

Get down!

♪ ♪

- You hit? - Yeah.

Get eyes on the tango.

- Moving.

♪ ♪

- Shit.

[gunshot]

- I warned Dewanto...

over and over again.

Men like Hassan will come back to haunt us.

- Yeah, but you facilitated it.

Along with the Russians.

- One of Hassan's bombs wiped away 13 of our men

over a decade-and-a-half ago.

How can we forgive that?

Even jail was an insult to their memory.

[tense music]

- Colonel, I get it.

You look at men like Dewanto, you look at your government...

allowing Hassan to walk free under what?

The guise of, uh-- of rehabilitation?

You ask yourself,

"What was it all for?"

But trust me, you cannot save your country

by selling it out.

Then you're just a puppet for the Russians,

and everything you have--

your ports, your resources, your gas, your oil,

hell, even your army-- it's all theirs.

And that's worse than anything Dewanto ever did.

Hell, even Hassan was loyal to his own.

♪ ♪

But Colonel, you ask me?

You're not even fit for the uniform.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[heavy breathing]

[panel chirps, stops]

♪ ♪

- Come on.

- Gracie!

♪ ♪

We can still talk about this.

- You wanna talk?

Where the hell is Chetri?

♪ ♪

- Do you know what this is?

- It's a remote transmitter.

- Unfortunately, it was damaged

in the fight with Sergeant Wyatt.

I tried to repair it but, uh...

it needs someone with more expertise.

- I wouldn't...

- Hmm?

- I wouldn't know where to start.

- Oh, please.

You broke out of a Russian safe house.

You modified my data leecher

to steal intel from a drug lord.

You are very capable.

Much more than I could ever be.

♪ ♪

- What...

is it for?

- It always helps to have a "plan B."

Why have a bomb...

if it won't go off?

♪ ♪

- I warned you, I'm loyal to my country.

- This is loyalty?

A bloody nuke?

- It was never meant to be detonated.

- Bullshit.

- The Indonesian Colonel takes down Hassan

and shows the nuke as evidence of how weak the government is.

- Yeah, I get it.

It's all a shitty power grab.

Was it worth the death of your team?

♪ ♪

I was there, remember? I saw what he did to you.

[radio chatter]

- Don't come any closer.

I have this under control.

Don't come any closer!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I didn't need to do that!

- Yeah, all right.

How about I write you a "thank you" card?

- Pavel, please.

Think about what you're doing.

- I know exactly what I am doing.

Death toll, fallout, blast radius--

which, by the way, we are outside.

I mean, it's not Lesnitsky's plan,

but, you know...

fuck Lesnitsky.

- I won't be a part of this.

- All of this is only happening because 20 got in the way.

No one will know...

if you help me.

You can walk away.

[tense music]

- I'll know.

- Okay.

I tried polite.

♪ ♪

Now we do the other way.

♪ ♪

It's the transistor, isn't it?

♪ ♪

It's broken loose.

♪ ♪

Ah.

♪ ♪

[switch clicks]

♪ ♪

Always the small things.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

[both grunting]

- [gasping]

♪ ♪

Pavel, don't.

[device beeps]

♪ ♪

- Wanna talk?

Where is she?

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

- [groans]

♪ ♪

Don't make me do this.

- I doubt you were told to take me alive.

One of us is going to have to follow orders.

- Not always.

Not if they're wrong.

[soft, steady beeping]

- [sharp exhale]

Oh, fuck it.

I'm tired.

I don't even know what I'm fighting for anymore.

My team deserved better than this.

[shaky breathing]

[steady beeping]

- Check it, check it. Go, go, go.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Bring it over here.

♪ ♪

[device beeping]

- It's counting down. - But I don't understand.

He--he said it couldn't be armed.

- 160 seconds to detonation.

- Uh, okay.

I'm gonna let you take the lead on this.

♪ ♪

- Bloody spaghetti junction.

Okay, what have we got here?

There's tampers, firing currents, reflectors.

- The junction box, explosive lens.

- One minute 30.

There's no time to trace each wire.

- Hey!

Wait, wait, wait.

You two working together, or...?

- Nuke is primed. - What?

- Minute 30. - Uh, minute 25.

- He gets it's an estimate.

- You got firing currents, you got a junction box--

- Yeah, we know the parts, Wyatt.

- Best option is to trace a wire and cut it.

- Yeah, all right, but which wire?

There's splitters, and there's intersections here.

- Uh, it'd be an educated guess.

- That's the best you got? - I stress the word "educated."

- I don't think we should touch the wires.

both: Why not?

- Because this is a Gopan Laghari design,

and I think if we cut one wire, no matter which one--

- It'll detonate anyway.

- Exactly.

- All right, so what are we doing?

- Okay, so it's not easy to set off a nuclear device.

It's why you need experts.

So I think if we-- if we shoot the bomb,

it will not detonate.

- I'm sorry, you're saying "shoot the bomb"?

- No, okay, so to stop the detonation process

we need to stop the timers,

so we need to target the countdown battery.

- Except there's some tamper-proof shit in the way.

- Which is why a bullet might work.

- So you are saying shoot the bomb!

- As I explained, shooting it

will most likely not set it off.

- I am not comfortable putting a live round

into a thermonuclear device.

Just saying. - 40 seconds.

- A precise shot could damage the power supply, but--

- "Most likely" and "could"

are not phrases I'm comfortable with.

- Okay, yeah, yeah. What was your plan again.

♪ ♪

- All right, fuck it. Let's shoot the bomb.

- Where's the battery? - It's the casing on the left.

- No, it's over here on the right

with the supply wire.

- No, no, no--

- I know what I'm fucking talking about.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

I--I mean, there's margin for error, of course.

- 30 seconds.

- Yes or no?

♪ ♪

- Yes.

- Good enough for me.

♪ ♪

[electricity crackles]

♪ ♪

- Nothing happened.

I mean, that's a good thing, right?

- Yeah, unless we just damaged the display

and the actual countdown is still going.

- Well, we've got 20 seconds to find out.

It's probably a good time to tell you

that if we get out of this alive,

I'm kinda done with this life.

There's my last words.

- This is not Russia, and this is not me.

♪ ♪

And I know where Chetri is.

- Fucking asshole.

♪ ♪

- Three...two...

[approaching car engine]

[tires squealing]

- Is everyone okay?

- Define "okay," sir.

Hassan is dead.

The nuke got primed to blow.

But don't worry, I shot it.

- S-sorry, you shot it?

- Did that work? - No, Mac, it didn't.

It went off.

You didn't hear it?

- Wow, to think I was worried about you dickheads.

Wait, where's Chetri?

- Zarkova.

She said she knew where she was and I let her go.

- And why the hell didn't you go with her?

- I had to make a choice, sir.

She was afraid of what Pavel might do to Chetri

if he saw me.

- It's okay, I'm here to help you.

It's okay.

- No, it's not.

[shaky breathing]

You have no idea what he's gonna do.

- [sighs]

[phone vibrating]

Pavel?

- Katrina.

I'm thinking you have finally chosen a side.

- You were willing to kill me.

[tense music]

- I'm willing to do what needs to be done.

♪ ♪

- Pavel, listen to me.

Whatever you are planning to do,

you don't need to do this.

♪ ♪

We can still go home.

[speaking Russian]

♪ ♪

- [speaking Russian]

♪ ♪

[car door slams] [engine turns over]

- Hello?

♪ ♪

Hello?

♪ ♪

- What about Zarkova?

Where do you think her loyalties lie?

- With her country. - You sure of that?

- I think she's a good soldier that's had a lot

of very difficult decisions to make.

- Sounds like someone who has a crush.

- That's the second time you've done that.

The first was when you said I had "an arrogance."

Barely worth noticing, but twice now.

It's your sentence construction.

It's almost like someone who's learned English

as a second language.

- [scoffs]

- Why am I here?

Who are you, really?

- You're being absurd.

[suspenseful music]

One last time: Who are you?

♪ ♪

- [groans, grunts]

[door panel chirps, buzzes]

♪ ♪

[men speaking Russian]

- Alexander! [speaking Russian]

♪ ♪

Alexander.

They--they wanted to find out about Pavel

to corroborate my story.

- And who is "they"?

Alpha Group? FSB?

- Let's just say...

this goes higher up than that.

They think that Pavel is trying to force the West and Russia

into a war that neither side can avoid.

And the feeling is that 20

might be best placed to stop him.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry, it's been a long day.

Let me just get this straight:

Russia's asking for our help?

♪ ♪

- Yes.

We are.

- Welcome to Moscow, Colonel.

♪ ♪

[approaching rumbling]

♪ ♪

[helicopters whirring]

♪ ♪

- Huh.

[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 ♪

♪ ♪

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