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Good morning, Mr. Hunter. Fuck off.

Have a nice day. Fuck you.

Nope.

Not today.

Uh...

What is that?

Hey, Hunter, this just came through ten minutes ago. This happened ten minutes

ago? No, it came through ten minutes ago. It seems to have happened about

several hours ago. I'm so confused. It must have been a covert op.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Uh, Agent Simmons.

Okay, am I talking to you or him?

Me. Okay, Agent Simmons, shut the fuck up. Agent Robinson, what the fuck is

happening? Okay, we found this on our ad that's in Bangkok.

I don't understand if this happened hours ago, why are we just getting it

Well, it wasn't in our books, or else we would have been mining right now.

Well,

we've been down a bag of dicks. Yeah, it's all very strange. As I said, we've

got nothing on the book for this op or the ghost.

They mentioned, you know, we're trying to pull... You're joking, right?

The ghost.

The ghost.

Christ. Move on.

The ghost is a black cat parrot.

He's crushed the GDP of multiple countries, bankrupted a dozen Fortune

companies, not to mention destroying Yemen's oil reserves. Do you remember

hack we got hit with?

Well, we don't talk about him, honey. You know who?

That, too.

And we don't even have a reliable idea of him.

He's the boogeyman.

Completely off -grid.

Hands are only fucking impossible to find.

Is this him?

What's that? What am I looking at? Well, that's the only person who left the

warehouse alive.

See, I was able to backtrack from our previous... Fucking way. All right, get

a team to that intersection right now. Well, that's the thing. What the fuck is

it with you today, Kyle?

Do you realize how fucking important this is?

If I don't have this bird in hand before Brunt hears about this, we're all

fucked!

Hello. Brunt!

Uh, hi, um... I mean, look, the ghost. We got him. I

mean, we found him. What's the thing?

Sorry?

You said, well, that's the thing.

Well, I wanted to say that we don't have any people on the ground in Bangkok.

I mean, we have people, but we don't have those kinds of people.

What about the Bangkok team?

You mean these guys?

Hunter,

what the hell is going on?

I promise you, I will answer that question, but I just got here myself,

as confused as you are.

Let me make something very clear.

This is not a safe fucking space.

The person in your job doesn't get to make excuses.

He gets paid a shitload of money to give me the answers I need because the

security of millions of people is at stake.

Do you understand?

Yes, ma 'am.

Good. All right, people, activate the Singapore team now. The Singapore team

over an hour away.

It's their only option at this point.

Is it?

He's getting a taxi.

Can you track him? Well, if I can find the tag number, then we can hack the

car's GPS.

Do it.

And you?

Pull up a map of his movements since he left the warehouse?

The airport.

Shit.

Obviously. What's the ET on that Singapore team?

He will have slipped away by the time they get in the country.

We need someone in Bangkok now.

We've got Tex and Terry Gator's bag men, but for something like this, we have to

do it.

Bless me, Pharaoh, actually.

Oh.

What's shaking?

It's afternoon, you hobo.

I don't eat breakfast.

Coffee, please.

I'm Irish.

You gotta die young, man.

If I die in your bar, you can fill my organs to pay my tab.

I don't think they're worth what they used to be.

you know that I wouldn't call unless it was extremely urgent.

Are you seriously calling me after two years to ask for my help?

Two years together.

Now, you know what? You're not worth it.

I am not your friend.

I am not a toy that you can pick up and put down.

I am not your fucking empathy so you can take those enormous balls of yours and

you can go and fuck yourself. I understand.

Please hear me out. Fuck you!

and die.

Wrong

number.

Don't answer that.

Hello, how may I help you?

I just can't fucking run anymore.

I'm done

Update.

Ghost is about to arrive at Bangkok International.

And the Singapore team?

About an hour out.

Okay, you'll make me regret that. Just name your price, then. I can fix this.

Oh, now you can fix this. Yes, now I can fix this.

I can give you your life back. I can clear your name. I'm no longer bound by

agency's protocol. Oh, well, then get to the point, Catherine.

I just need you to get to the airport.

In case you forget our not -so -recent history.

You put me on a fucking no -fly list. Okay, okay, okay. This is a good place

start.

You get in a taxi right now. You head to the airport. I will have a passport

waiting for you by the time you get there.

Come on.

Call my bluff.

And if I did, then what?

We're tracking a high -value target. I need you to take them into custody and

accompany them back to the United States alive.

As an unharmed Lucas. Do you understand?

You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.

You have to understand, if there was anything I could have done... Fuck you.

Taxi!

BKK International.

Wait, wait.

You good?

We need a cobbler working on his passport right now. It's already

only thing is, his spell's encrypted even from my clearance.

Where's this guy run?

Why is he on the no -fly list?

Well, Hunter, if you'd been on top of things like I hired you to be, I

have to dumpster dive through the fucking rejects. Holy shit. Shit.

What?

Someone on the dark web was talking about the ghost in Mandarin.

Luckily, I did. It's a mess in Shang -Chi, a province in the northwestern...

Nobody gives a shit, guy. Get to the point.

He's going to San Francisco.

You sure?

I am.

Nice work.

We'll get Reyes on that flight.

I'll update him now.

This fucking guy.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank you.

Ye of little faith.

See if it gets me anywhere.

It will.

That text you just received is your boarding pass and your credentials.

Yeah, none of which really matters if I still have a fucking red notice on my

head, Catherine. I told you everything was taken care of.

I just get you a clean passport in less than 37 minutes. What else do I have to

do to get you to trust me?

Build a time machine.

Erase the path.

Your flight is about to board.

If you want what I'm offering you, you need to be on it.

Right. Is that blood?

Robinson, bring that up.

I've noticed there's several spots along the coast throughout.

Looks like our little friend has been shot.

Must have gotten patched up somewhere.

Explains the gap in time before heading to the airport.

Hit the street, doctors.

On it.

I see you.

Thank you.

Passport.

Believe me now?

What am I doing here, Catherine?

Deliver the mark to us alive. You get your life back.

It's that simple. And who is the mark?

Our latest intel is that he's bleeding, so he shouldn't be too hard to find.

Okay.

Any physical description?

Light weight?

Anything? I might become a needy little bitch during your exam. I swear to God,

Catherine, one more word and I will walk right out the fucking door.

No, you won't.

Because now you know I can come through for you.

And even though you have tried to convince yourself that you are fine

yourself into an early grave, your heart just isn't in it.

Rest assured, as soon as we have more intel, you will have it.

But in the meantime, just do your best to find the only gun trafficked among

planes.

You're saying you don't have any of me.

And Lucas, this time,

make sure those are epics of yours.

to intervene.

Find the target, deliver the target.

Oh, Catherine, you are stitching together a parachute as we fall from the

don't know what else to say.

You don't have to forgive me, but at some point you're going to have to move

I think, Katie, you always give the best you can.

Hi Marcel, take your time, we're all waiting for you.

16 hour flight time today guys, weather's looking pretty good, apart

the last stretch over the North Pacific, so just keep an eye out for that when

we get there.

70 % capacity in upstairs economy and 90 % here in downstairs economy, yeah?

Okay, have a fantastic flight everybody and remember happy faces, look alive,

yeah? Fantastic, thank you.

Here they come.

Remember, Roy?

Happy faces.

Look alive.

Got some new materials today, then?

Oh, you know me.

You guys ready up there?

Does the Pope love dresses?

Send them up.

Okay, copy that.

Happy faces, everyone.

Good evening, Mr O'Donnell.

Can I get a drink?

Yep, Katie, let's get you a seat first.

Mrs. Nazareth.

How are you?

Hi, thanks.

I'll show you to your seat this evening.

So be very, very pleased to know you're seated in Diamond Elite's new

tranquility. Oh, that's right. Thank you.

I'll put each just over there. Each one a bit more privacy for you.

Guys?

Guys?

That's got to be some good fucking news. We've got a team tracing the ghost

blood show from Bangkok.

It looks like you stopped at a 24 -hour vet clinic.

Team together.

Okay. Send them the ID photos of everyone on that plane.

of a supplier.

Champagne? Water?

Do you have anything stronger?

Orange juice?

No, thanks.

Actually, you know what? I'll have that champagne.

Come in, crew.

Prepare door for departure and crop check.

Speak those please.

Arigato. Trade's up. Danke.

Electronic stop.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome aboard this double -decker A380.

This is a pilot. Please welcome all passengers in our first business and

cabin to flight SK7517.

My shift started this morning.

She's lying. Her phone hasn't left the office in 24 hours.

Hunter,

Brunt, we've uncovered some new intel, and it's sensitive information.

So, what do you got?

We were trying to understand why anyone would be posting this itinerary in the

places we were finding it. I mean, the ghost has a bounty of up to $10 million.

If someone had that info, why not keep it to themselves, right?

Yes, and?

We can't trace the source, but we have traced where it's gone from the posting,

and it's back.

What am I looking at? The fucking Matrix? What is happening?

In the short time it went online, even buried as deep as it was, it went around

the world 30 times.

There isn't a country in the Western Hemisphere that doesn't have a bounty on

the ghost's head.

Not to mention all the criminals and oligarchs he's stolen from.

Are you telling me that plane is full of killers?

Exactly.

You tell me you need to alert the FAA?

Nobody on that plane knows what the ghost looks like.

We need to figure out his identity before anybody else and get that intel

Reyes ASAP.

Excuse me, agent.

Yes, ma 'am?

Start torturing the vet, please.

Copy that, ma 'am. Thank you.

Rough night?

Oh, my God.

I feel you, brother.

I've been there.

You know what they say?

The darkness is always strongest just before the stars are crushed by the

morning sun.

I was born Cayetano Montoya.

But that was just a toxic label others used to smother me.

But I broke free.

Now I'm Cayenne.

And Cayenne knows that if you don't chase your dreams, other people's dreams

will chase you.

Stay positive, my friend.

Don't worry.

And everything will become clear.

You know this?

There you go, there you go.

This? Come on, this is fire, like, oh, photography.

Oh, my God, you're gonna... Okay, I gotta go.

Enjoy.

Fuckin' pain, yeah?

I need your help with some very serious business.

Serious business?

I finished the choreography of my new show.

But I just can't decide the final move.

Okay.

You mind if I... Please do.

See?

I see.

Which one?

Can't you do both?

That's the positivity I'm talking about.

Yeah.

Yes.

Let's drink.

Woo!

Yes, yes, it worked.

Nice, thank you. Thank you, man.

Uno no es ninguno.

I got it. I got it. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Hey, my friend, you look a bit pale.

Let's sit you down. Here.

Why are you not sleeping?

What the fuck did you put in my drink?

I gave you enough xylitol to put down a horse.

I guess you can't pickle the pickle.

You think you're gonna take my body?

Gaianta million?

The bounty that is going to make me a star.

Too bad you're not going to be around to see it.

At first I thought that you might be the ghost

We'll be right back.

The fuck is this?

It's where we found Reyes last night.

Where we found him?

Exactly who is this guy, Brent? We need to call a black handler. Handler?

He's disavowed. It's a waste of time. Is it?

Because I'm not sitting in front of a congressional hearing because we forgot

vet the burnt -out contractor. Where the fuck he is? Secret service.

What?

He wasn't a monk.

He was secret service.

Seriously?

The guy who did that?

what the fuck that shit on the first place believe it or not a conscience

Hello? Please

open the door.

One second!

Do you need medical assistance?

Sir?

As a matter of protocol, I'm demanding you open the door.

Just a minute!

I'm a sky marshal. Open the door.

For the safety of all passengers, I'm going to need to ask you a couple

questions.

Are you currently on no cardiac?

Excuse me?

Oh, my God, is that blood just as I'm feeling?

Inside. Both of you.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What do you want?

Your help?

What? He's going to kill us. He's going to kill us. He's actually going to kill

us. He's a bloody maniac in pink. Look at him. Relax, okay?

Just try to relax.

Calm down, okay? There's another sky mushroom.

He'll come looking for us. What the fuck?

Exactly.

I'm about to tell you guys it's going to sound absolutely crazy, but you're

going to have to trust me.

Okay?

Where's your drink?

I didn't kill him.

Why am I had to kill? He made me.

He made you?

Who are you?

I'm FBI.

Identification.

Department of Justice to attache the Thailand agent Lucas Daniel Reyes,

number 8083. Sorry, but do you have, like, an actual battery? I don't have

for this shit!

This is the situation that you, me, and everyone else on board suddenly find

ourselves in.

Wait.

What? I don't understand.

You're looking for someone that's on this plane?

Yep. And other people are looking, too.

To kill him.

Right. That's lovely, isn't it? Absolutely lovely. We need to, uh, we

tell the pilot.

Yeah, do that. And find the other sky marshal and get me the manifest, all

right? And maybe... put a sign on the door?

Let's go.

No!

This might be something to change into.

All good?

You're making it work.

You must do something with this.

I don't know where to put it, do I?

You cannot just walk around this plane with a gun.

No shit. That's why I asked you to do something with it.

What if it goes off?

I won't. Safety's on.

The what?

Is that the manifest?

Yeah.

Oh, good. It's ambient time. Most people will be going to sleep.

We'll start with the people that haven't.

You gonna speak to the pilots?

No, not yet.

Go do that.

We'll start with this cabin. We'll circle anyone who looks dubious.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. What?

What?

36D, they asked for some peppermint tea about 15 minutes ago.

Are you fucking kidding me? I'm sorry, but I'm trying to do a job as well, you

know. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. That'll be such a little moussoir, okay?

don't understand. I have extreme OCD with these kind of things. You know

Would you rather I knocked you out as a tight -eated sky marshal?

Could I get the tea first?

Lower deck. Get here right now. Hello.

What's up?

I found V in the bin.

Is this you?

Down to the cargo hold.

What happened?

I need you to go down to the cargo hold.

Is there another way down? You're out of supply.

I mean, there is a way, but I don't know if I'm the best person to... Okay,

please.

You guys go ahead, and I'll keep an eye on things here.

That's him. That's Guy Marshall.

I don't understand.

How is this possible?

Who is this guy that you're looking for?

Are you hot?

What? Are you sweating?

It's a cold sweat.

It's your immune system fighting.

I used to do that too. Touch all the places I was wounded.

And I've had shots that burn, run over, you name it.

I've got to hand it to you.

White attendance is a pretty good cover.

Cover? This is my job.

Moved up your shirt.

Fuck you.

God damn it.

Everybody thinks the ghost is a middle -aged man.

And the ghost is a what?

Like, what are you, 16?

The ghost is a 16 -year -old girl.

You're crazy.

I can't even engage with this.

I've got a job to do.

Look out!

No!

What the hell are you thinking?

Let's not visualize and get it all killed.

Only if you're mad.

There you are.

You're bleeding.

I had an appendectomy.

Yeah, with a bullet.

You do realize that there are dozens of people on the plane willing to kill you,

right? And I'm the only person that needs you alive.

No one else knows who I am.

Is that how you were playing?

It took me 15 minutes to figure out who you are.

It's a pretty long fucking plane.

Who hired you?

You're clearly not FBI. I mean, look at you.

You're not even sober.

You're getting way closer than I'd like to be.

I don't need your help.

I can take care of myself.

You don't get it.

There is no scenario in which I do not hand you in at the end of this flight.

That's cute.

But you do know I can't just disappear for ten hours, right?

People will come looking for me. We have security protocols.

Did you not think any of this through?

God damn it.

What?

This is going to be so fucking annoying.

You mean I'm going to be annoying?

Yeah.

Well, you're right.

Listen, Maneesha, the ghost, here's the plan.

You're going to stick with me and keep your head down while I protect you and

figure out who we're up against.

You got it? Yeah.

You got a better idea? Yeah, I do. I've got lots, actually. And they all have

one thing in common.

They don't include me.

Yeah,

unfortunately, none of those are going to... work because you're my custody now

like i said you leave me out there doing flight attendant shit outside your

suspicion and risk the hitters figuring out who i am and getting myself killed

which apparently you can't have because you need me alive

me why

doesn't matter honey yeah

Something more fundamental.

I smell desperation.

Oh, really?

Because I only smell condescension and entitlement with a heavy waft of

arrogance that's going to get us both killed.

Fine.

Well, I obviously don't trust you, but I guess this is the best option.

Shall we go talk to the pilot?

Don't call me either the ghost.

What do you want me to call you, cancer?

I'm 25, Arthur.

Of course you are.

What?

You're not going to find a chapter on this in there.

So what are we supposed to do?

We keep this door locked until we land.

Don't open it for anyone but me.

What about the flight crew?

Only me.

And you don't know which passenger they're looking for?

How long until we land?

Eight hours?

All right, call it in.

The cellar's battered.

Reboot it.

Well?

You know, this might not all be all bad for us.

Sully? Ding, ding.

Guy lands a tiny plane on Hudson, guy gets a book deal.

And a movie.

Hanks? Yeah, Hanks.

Love Hanks.

He's all right.

What are you thinking, Royce?

Royce?

You okay?

Okay?

Yeah, yeah, no, I'm absolutely fine.

Absolutely fine.

I mean, aside from the fact that we're 40 ,000 feet up in the air with a plane

full of hidden assassins, a little girl with a peanut allergy, she asked me for

an apple juice. I thought she was going to pull my eyes out.

Hey,

you've got this.

You're going to be okay.

I've got your back.

This is a safe space.

I'm going to go upstairs and check on first class.

The same space.

AJ needs a coffee.

27D needs a blanket. And 9D needs something. I can't even remember what it

It was just... I'll get the coffee.

For AJ.

You get the juice.

Right.

Yeah, well, I'll have the juice.

Deep breath.

Deep breath. You've got this.

Right.

Worth it, perhaps, nay?

Coffee for you, sir.

It sounds a bit odd, but it is lovely on the skin. You just rub it in a sort of

clockwise motion.

So just take your time.

That's beautiful. Enjoy.

Can I get you anything?

If there's anything else I can do for you, please do let me know. Maybe some

champagne? Thank you.

I need the manifest.

Issues call down on exactly who you are, but we both have a job to do.

Okay. Now, these people have paid a lot of money for first -class service, and I

cannot have them disturbed.

A diamond elite.

Okay, they're notoriously giving bad reviews. I don't need that.

Not now, not ever.

Gary?

Yes? I'm only going to have to do this nicely once.

Could you please give me the benefit?

This is...

Oh,

okay.

I happen to know where one can find a hundred million dollars in stolen

cryptocurrency.

Last seen in Djibouti.

I think I read an article about that once.

Laundered money, right?

A couple of generals in Yemen had a rough morning at the ATM.

We certainly did.

Fortunately, my associates in the Congo were able to describe the likeness of

the attacker.

And I'm not...

Coffee not sitting right.

Don't...

Anybody hear anything back there?

I don't think so.

Ty, what day?

They have something against you?

Maybe.

What the fuck?

I mean, why are they after you?

Or I mean us.

The ghost may have blown up an electronics factory in the territory in

sight. Why the fuck would the ghost do that?

They used child labor.

As in slaves?

whole world is glued to their screens all day not realizing that their cheap

phones are made from little kids playing we have to figure out just how fucked

we are go find garrett and scan this deck for threats just like you did

downstairs and you rory help me with these dead bodies yeah come on

He said that someone's put a hit on him.

Did we just put a paranoid psychopath in the mix?

There are civilians on that plane, too.

He has no reason to lie.

I'm not saying he's lying. I think he's just deranged.

Excuse me. I'm sorry, but this shit officially just got out of hand, and at

point, we're gonna have to set our story straight.

So I need to know exactly what the fuck we're dealing with here.

He was in a detail overseas in Bangkok.

He was detached as part of a team to babysit a high value

but deeply disturbed diplomat.

Deeply disturbed how?

Let's just say that he had a fetish for beating up young prostitutes.

Elizabeth didn't get the memo, and... Snap.

It's spectacularly professional fashion.

Well, fuck that guy, though, right?

Son of a bitch deserved it.

Oh, a thousand percent.

Except his brother is the deputy director of the CIA.

Fuck. Hmm.

He's been hunted ever since.

Then... will you tell me just... how you know so much

about him?

We were dating when all of this went down.

What?

Tragic.

But my career with the agency was on the line, so I gave him up.

You sold out your own boyfriend?

I tipped him off.

Gave him a head start.

And somehow still alive, considering all the hard motherfuckers that have gone

after him and not returned.

It's like the years have turned him into something... Inhuman?

Different.

What did you do to Mrs. Russell? I may have given her an ambien.

Or four.

Four? She was very traumatized by being in economy.

Being with these people is very stressful for her.

We have a problem.

You think?

What's this?

Another factory?

No, another region altogether.

I gave him a sedative.

He's dead.

Yeah, I'm not a doctor, so?

Vets have patched me up, given me a bunch of this shit. I don't know what it

Morphine, antibiotics, adrenaline.

How am I supposed to protect you when all of your enemies are trying to kill

and you're out gallivanting around the plane killing other passengers? I never

ask you to protect me. What is going on? Who's killing who? Hey, hey, hey.

Would you do us a favor and go out to the galley and check on all the

that are still alive?

Let us know if you come across anyone who looks murderous.

Murderous? Show any murderous?

supposed to trust you? To be honest, I don't really give a shit.

Am I going to have to restrain you? I suppose you could try.

We have a big problem.

They have your photo.

What's going on?

What the hell are you doing?

I was trying to help you.

Take the grab. He's going to protect me. He's going to make my job twice as

hard. Both of us have as likely to get out of your line.

I brought them off their land in the Rudang Mountains.

I brought it back.

They were grateful and loyal. Master Lian and her clan have protected me ever

since.

Okay. Sure.

Why the fuck not?

You're gonna be okay.

No.

No.

No, you're not. You're quite fucked, actually.

I don't know what else to say.

Well, I can't.

We need to find him somewhere safe.

Where? Everyone on the plane has his photo.

Follow me.

You'll be fine. No one's going to kill you.

Yeah, but why is anybody killing anybody?

All right, guys, just keep an eye out and call down if things get fucked up.

Get fucked up?

How much more fucked up can it get until it qualifies as being fucked up?

How many ways in?

That hatch on the one in the second.

That's the third elevator.

Can you lock the elevator?

Yeah, I have the key.

Thank you.

Photosynth coming your way now.

Okay, there's our mark.

Wow, wow.

The ghost is a lady.

I want to see everybody's data if she's ever generated ASAP.

What do you think he got for that book deal, then?

What, net?

30 % tops?

Aye.

Comms are still down.

All the pilots working now. Says we're right on course.

Weather?

Yeah, working.

That's the clearest guy they had.

What's that, then?

The fuck is going on?

There are over 200 million abandoned kids in the world.

I grew up as one of those kids.

I was sold to a child trafficking ring at seven and they passed me around.

No, no, no, not what you're thinking.

They soon discovered that I had a different value.

The soldiers who kidnapped me worked for warlords, and those warlords worked for

corporations, mining the minerals they needed for their products.

Video game consoles and phones.

They had all the guns they needed, but they were completely digitally exposed.

Turns out I had skills that were useful to them.

So you're a hacker?

Hacker.

Sure.

By the end, I could bypass any firewall, infiltrate any database,

commandeer any drone in the sky.

The atrocities I was forced to commit knew no bounds.

So I escaped and went off the grid.

I spent the next decade of my life trying to figure out how to make that.

A reality.

Hoping that it could undo some of the damage.

So it's a weapon?

The most powerful computer in the world would take about a thousand years to

break through current top encryption methods. That thing can do it in 30

seconds.

Sounds valuable.

The computing power of that device is limitless.

You asked if it was a weapon.

In the wrong hands?

Absolutely.

I suppose you consider yourself the right hands.

I know I can change things.

I just want to stop what happened to me happening to others.

You're not as smart as you think.

I'm sorry.

You were my first hire.

You know why?

Because you and I are the same.

Cutthroat.

We'd sell our own kids to get ahead.

But you are playing both sides.

I can have forensics run the last few weeks of your life where you can just

clean. And maybe we both get what we want.

Walk with me.

A source close to the ghost contacted me a week ago.

Said she built a device that could disrupt our entire industry.

We made a deal to do an exchange at SSO, but then...

I took this phone back to Bangkok, and I sent it into a set, which went

sideways.

There is a plane filled with dead bodies and murderers about to land in San

Francisco. Now would be a really fucking good time to get to the point.

The source wanted a million dollars.

It's an amateur.

So then I thought, well, if I took out the ghost, I'd just get it for free.

Cheap -ass little bitch.

You just murder her so you don't have to pay, huh? Now you're catching on.

Two days ago, I posted a ghost itinerary on the dark web just in case for the

backup.

Every killer trying to collect the ghost bounty took the bait.

All of them with their eyes on the wrong prize.

And rare?

Oh, yeah. Wow.

Fucking hell, what a psycho, huh?

I really did try to handle that one quietly, but we just kept getting photos

dead people, so... We just went nuclear and, uh, well, distributed this photo

widely.

He's probably dead by now.

And now that they have a ghost picture as well, once that plane lands, they're

all dead, and we will have the device.

We?

Whoever owns that device is a multi -billionaire overnight.

And you think that I should just... trust you?

I think trust is irrelevant.

You and I are about to be the only two people on Earth who know about this.

So... you could turn me in and...

Figure out how to explain this unholy pile of shit you're currently presiding

on, or... Join me.

And have more money than you can ever possibly imagine.

Like I said... Pop that.

Okay. Deep breath, everyone.

Let's go.

Must be... Hashtag whatever the fuck day.

What a bunch of fucking pussies.

For now you know everything.

Why are you here?

I guess this is my last shot at redemption.

Turning me in redeems you.

If I bring you in alive...

Pray.

Pray do what?

Nisha, they've moved from the upper deck and they're tearing the lower deck

apart. They know you're down there and they're looking for a way into the cargo

hold. Nisha.

They have your photo.

Leanne, go to the rear galley.

They're hoping out.

We won't survive down here.

I have to go up and face them.

No, they're suicide.

If I don't go up, we're dead already.

Lucas, they have their real target now.

They're not after you anymore.

Start going through the luggage. There must be something we can use as weapons.

This is my fight.

I'm not going to let anyone else die on your behalf.

Adrenaline, yes.

That's what the vet said.

The economy cabin is the box.

You come from the front.

I come from the back.

If we do it right, we meet in the middle and we kill every last motherfucker who

stands in our way.

We'll take the elevator up.

Hold them away from the trapdoor.

And I go with you?

Oh, no!

You go nowhere.

You stay right here.

No way.

Yes! No way!

Yes!

I'm not sitting down here while you all die for me.

I need you alive.

We all need you alive.

Are you high?

I feel great.

Hold my nose.

Very powerful.

In the presence of an apex predator, I have been there.

It's a cold, cold death, castable in you.

This name will ruin the adversary.

So I shall offer you the mercy of choice.

Don't ever tell me the ghost.

over that!

Get a grip, man. What the fuck are you doing?

Get to there.

Do not open that door.

Who hasn't tried to kill me?

And to the rest of you?

Oh, yeah.

Someone killed the pilot.

It's gonna be right there.

It's supposed to be right there. I mean, it disappeared, but it was right here.

It's supposed to... It's probably the fog.

Oh, God.

Shoot, Robinson.

Hey, what's up?

Lucas, what the hell is going on?

Where's the plane?

I don't know.

We're in the sky.

We're flying.

Are you okay?

You sound weird.

Yeah.

No.

No, I'm definitely not okay.

I haven't been for some time.

I know, and I am sorry, and I promised that I would fix that.

But our deal was contingent upon you bringing me the ghost.

Are you going to hold up your end?

Yeah.

No.

I'm not going to be able to do that.

No, huh?

Well, I am still willing to honor our agreement.

provided you can help me tie up one loose end.

Now, this is really important, so please try to remember.

Did you see a device?

Maybe it looked like a... Oh, what, like a neural net?

It was maybe connected to the plane's mainframe?

Yes. Yes, that is exactly it.

Maybe something that could expose your whole supply chain.

Maybe... The fact that you use child labor in your factories.

I'm sorry.

Slave labor.

To the whole world.

Something like that.

Do you have it or not?

No.

No, I haven't seen anything like that.

You dumb son of a bitch.

You just threw away your... Fucking life.

I have more reach and more power than I ever did at the agency. Okay, bye now.

Fucker.

We have to find Emmanuel.

Figure out how to land this thing, but I think I can do it.

I did take a flight class once. Those pilots weren't flying the plane.

Oh.

We're not landing in San Francisco, are we?

Not even close.

You're good?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're a good man.

God damn it.

What?

You're gonna ruin this by being sad about it.

Okay, fine.

You were no help at all.

Thank you.

What the fuck is going on?

Good news, they're not dead.

Bad news.

We're not done yet.

Do you want to be? Do you really want to be a cop?

I won't open that bomb for you.

Career opportunity, the one I never not.

Every job they offer you to keep you out the dark. Career opportunity, the one

I...

opportunity the one I've never known.

Every jump I ever used to kick you out the door. Got me an opportunity the one

I've never...