Original subtitles

ELIZA CLEARS THROAT

KNOCKING ON VAN

♪ Do you want me on your mind

♪ Or do you want me

♪ To go on?

♪ I might be yours

♪ As sure as I can say

♪ Be gone, be far away

♪ Ooh

♪ Ooh. ♪

CALL TO PRAYER

TABLET RINGS

That's a crappy breakfast for a growing kid.

RINGING CONTINUES

It's still early. - No, it's not.

It's nearly lunchtime where she is.

RINGING CONTINUES

Whatever. She's the one that wanted to talk every day.

Right, OK. Go on. You can try her again after school.

This is for you.

OK?

- See you later. - See you later.

- Kirsten? - It's OK, it's just work stuff.

Fine. Have a good day.

Hey, Poppy.

HE SPEAKS ARABIC

IN ARABIC:

MUTAZ: Out! Out!

IN ARABIC:

IN ARABIC:

Come.

SHE GROANS

SHE GROANS

MUTTERING THROUGH GAG

Who's taken them?

Right now, we don't know if they've been abducted.

The car they left the compound in has been found burnt out, hasn't it?

So, I mean, either they've been taken, or...

They're too valuable as hostages, Kirsten.

There's still time.

Did she pass on any leads to you?

No. I mean, we didn't manage to speak last night.

Wait, if it's tied to Dundair,

then it's likely to be Jabhat Al'huriya. Isn't it?

So Amy's investigation was probably getting too close.

We need to shake out any known associates...

You need to take it easy.

SCD and the Air Force are working with Wudyani police.

Good people are working round the clock.

They're gonna be searching for them.

And I'm gonna make some calls, OK?

It's a bit short of getting a flight out, but...

No, nobody's gonna be flying anywhere.

If anything, you should be on desk duty,

until your mat leave kicks in.

Is that clear?

Yes, boss.

Are you coming?

Er, I still need to go over some questions

about the ongoing investigation, but...

but I'll see you at the office, sir.

DOOR CLOSES

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

Fifteen packs of tea and none with caffeine?

What's that about?

I think you and I both know you're not gonna sit this one out.

SHE SNIFFS

I'll make the tea.

You make those calls.

All right.

DOOR OPENS

IN ARABIC:

SHE GRUNTS

SHE EXCLAIMS

SHE GASPS, PANTS

No, please...

ELIZA PANTS

Nobody hears you.

IN ARABIC:

MEN SHOUT OUTSIDE

Shukran.

EXHALES SHARPLY

You need to calm down.

It's only going to get hotter in here.

We should never have followed Kader without back-up.

That was stupid.

Amy?

What are they doing?

- What? - Why didn't they kill us?

They've driven us hundreds of miles, so what do they want?

Well, whatever it is, we keep our mouths shut, all right?

Agreed?

PHONE VIBRATES

IN ARABIC:

DOOR UNLOCKS

I met your son, Faisal.

Did he tell you that?

We can be more help to one another

if you just tell us why we're here.

Sam Kader...

alerted you to the mission yesterday.

Let me speak to him.

Don't worry. You will.

READER BEEPS

Squadron Leader Eliza Russell.

Kader's a traitor.

You know what your country does to traitors.

They're not going to get the opportunity.

That's why you've brought us here?

To keep Sam safe?

You've already done more than that.

SHE SIGHS

My bloody pass.

That ID is useless without me.

Yes. That's why you're still alive.

You think I'm gonna help terrorists infiltrate the base?

You really like that term, "terrorist", don't you?

ELIZA BREATHES HEAVILY

PHONE RINGS, VIBRATES

IN ARABIC:

The code for the key store in your office.

- No. - We won't help you with this.

Do you trust your friend to do the right thing?

She's not my friend.

CRIES OUT IN PAIN

The code.

AMY GROANS

Eliza, no. SHE GROANS

The code!

SHE GROANS

- 6-9-5-6-3-3. - Eliza, no!

Whatever you're planning, stop...

IN ARABIC:

BILALI: How could this happen?

We believe Russell escorted the detective off base.

I was very clear that DCI Silva

should not leave this base without my say so.

What are we doing to track them down?

Your police and our intelligence service

are working on it with us. - Good.

We cannot afford a failed mission like yesterday.

Which is why I've requested that the operation on the ground

is led by British special forces.

I'll need to speak to His Highness.

If we do this right, we get Jabhat Al'huriya.

Are you trying to sell this situation as an opportunity?

Instead of what it is?

Which is another British problem happening in my back yard!

- I understand. - Do you?

The promises you made at Dundair,

I see very little movement.

It's in process. It will happen.

Nobody wants to see things fall apart.

Nailing these fuckers down is only the first step, Ali.

Tell His Highness that.

We're putting British troops into the fight

against the people who'd like to destroy him.

That has to mean something!

I want a trace of her movements on base.

CCTV, her pass and any memos before she disappeared.

Sir.

Ah, Flight Lieutenant Barker.

At ease. With me.

We're working on the basis that Squadron Leader Russell

and DCI Silva have been abducted.

Jesus Christ. After Dundair...

After Dundair, this is tantamount to an act of war.

We'll find them.

Fit? - Er, yes, sir.

Mission controller, then.

- Thank you, sir. - Good.

I'll get you up to speed after the briefing.

Carry on.

Thank you, sir.

IN ARABIC:

IN ARABIC:

Call it off.

Whatever Sam's planning, it's not gonna get you what you want.

How do you know what I want, Detective?

Air Force have been on high alert after what you did at Dundair.

Dundair was nothing to do with us.

Good they're lying about Dundair.

AMY GROANS

Why?

You don't bother lying to people if you're gonna shoot them.

How's your face? - I've had worse.

What did Sam take from your office?

I've got keys to all the secure areas, including the armoury.

He'll need an ID pass and a key.

What damage can he do from there?

Well, it's an armoury,

so there are missiles, explosives, firearms...

How can we stop him from here?

We can't.

He's used my ID pass. That might raise a red flag.

I mean, how long do you think he's been feeding Ghazali information?

Well, he's been with us since the get-go, so...

at least a couple of years.

This is his last chance to do whatever it is he's going to do.

I can't imagine he'll aim

for less than what he achieved at Dundair.

Wudyani intelligence has CCTV footage

of a car leaving the area where Eliza's car was burnt out.

It belongs to a Yusef Hadid,

a known associate of Abdullah Ghazali.

So confirmation that it's Jabhat Al'huriya, then?

Does this get us any closer

to DCI Silva and your Squadron Leader?

We're putting pressure

on our intelligence assets in the area,

and there is ongoing surveillance

on all known locations with links to dissident activity.

So that's a no, then?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Apologies. I have to go.

Let's try not to lose friends here.

Have Wudyani police shared anything?

They're scanning through Zahra CCTV,

but it'll take half a day.

Half a d... Boss, that's too long!

They know the situation better than us.

'Concentrate on yourself.'

And the baby, OK? - 'Thanks.'

I will.

So they've got nothing? SHE SIGHS

No more than we'd already guessed.

I want to speak to Firas Zaman.

He knows Jabhat Al'huriya better than anyone.

He was with them when he lived in Wudyan.

He's gonna know where they are.

Wanted terrorists don't tend to stay in one place for too long.

Jabhat Al'huriya were barely on the radar

until a few days ago, though.

I mean, they didn't need to move.

Nobody was looking for them.

I need to try.

ELIZA BREATHES HEAVILY

Sam could have attempted

to access the warehouse at any time.

I mean, why now? Why, why risk everything now?

Dundair was precise, it was coordinated.

Oh, we have to stop Kader.

Do you think the Miss Marple routine can wait

until we're out of here? Oh, this is useless!

MEN SPEAKING ARABIC Hey.

IN ARABIC:

AMY: Thank you.

It's hot in here.

Thank you.

Do you speak English?

ELIZA PANTS

Do you speak English?

We're not bad people.

Neither are we.

I have a daughter. She's... nearly your age.

She likes to listen.

She's good at listening.

That's what you do, too, isn't it?

OK. Do you have anything to eat?

Yes.

Your family's travelled so far to get here.

It must be hard...

on you and your... little sister?

She's not my sister.

- No? - She's my cousin.

From Al Bidbayat, across the border.

The rest of her family were killed.

How?

Air strike.

I'm sorry.

All the bombs are made in the West.

I can see that you believe this,

in...

in what you're doing here.

Please let me use my hands.

Please.

It's not like we're going anywhere, is it?

Ho, Captain Kader?

Think you're moving in the wrong direction, pal.

I'll head to the briefing in a minute. Go on.

Have you not heard?

Squadron Leader Russell's been abducted.

DCI Silva as well.

Do they know who's taken them?

I think they're working that out.

When did you get out of hospital?

Last night.

Grainger's already got me on as mission controller.

Not much use in the cockpit like this.

If you're mission controller, you should go. I'll catch up.

Look, Sam...

You broke up with me. I'm fine, you're fine.

So there's no need to be a prick about it.

We can have a conversation.

Shit.

Barker. Intelligence want to ask the squadron some questions.

I need you to coordinate that. - Yes, sir.

What were your movements after the mission yesterday?

Did either of you see anything unusual?

Sorry, sir. I headed straight to the hospital

and helped Callum back to his quarters.

That's right, sir.

Well, if anything comes to mind...

LOW CHATTER

WHISPERING: Why did you make me lie?

Sam?

WHISPERING: This has nothing to do with you.

At ease.

As you will know by now,

your squadron leader Eliza Russell

and DCI Silva of the Scottish Police Service

have been abducted by the dissident group

Jabhat Al'huriya.

This is the group suspected

of carrying out the attack at Dundair.

We're all still mourning the loss of our colleagues there,

but grief needs to sharpen the blade, not dull it.

Each of you has a crucial role to play

in bringing our people home.

This begins with supporting the generalised ground search around Zahra.

Once we have further intel,

we will provide tactical surveillance.

Any questions?

In the absence of your squadron leader,

I will be acting as mission commander.

Mission controller will be Flight Lieutenant Barker.

Right, pilots on standby.

Flight Lieutenant Barker.

Now would be a good time to get your colleagues in front

of Wudyani intelligence. - Yes, sir.

- Sir? - One moment.

Security have gone over last night's activity on Squadron Leader Russell's pass.

- Yes? - It was used on the base 15 minutes ago.

- Are we sure about this? - Yes, sir.

Do you want it blocked? - Yes.

And monitored. Come with me.

Listen to me, Faisal.

Once they've got what they want, I think they're gonna kill us.

I have a daughter... FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

IN ARABIC:

He-He didn't do anything wrong. He's just trying to help us eat.

SPEAKS ARABIC

Arms at your back.

CRIES OUT IN PAIN

MACHINE BEEPS

This gonna take long?

Seems to have forgotten we're in the high security wing.

Thank you.

If he stonewalls us, what options do we have?

Do you want to sit down?

I've never been asked to sit so much till I was pregnant.

It's not cos you're pregnant - you're making the guards twitchy.

So, game plan?

What's your angle in there?

SHE SIGHS Well...

We think Jabhat Al'huriya helped Firas go underground

before he fled Wudyan, so...

So... no angle, then?

What have you guys got?

Well, to be honest, his file is pretty thin,

and he's not the most talkative in his interviews so far.

Oh, God. That bodes well (!)

Well, everything he's said checks out,

and he claims to be innocent.

So either he is, or he's been very careful.

Unlike his brother.

His brother?

Look, any intel that doesn't pertain to this case,

I can't really discuss, I'm sorry.

WHISPERING: Of course. Fine.

Look, do you maybe want me to run this interview?

No, I'm gonna run the interview.

I'm fine.

Great. Good.

It's just that we probably only have one shot at this, but...

GRUNTING, PANTING

Just... be careful.

ELIZA GROANS

We could have overpowered him.

He was gonna help us.

And he... he had a gun.

A gun he barely knew how to hold.

SHE GROANS

If we can't through the gates, we'll have to go through the house.

No.

The little girl's in there.

Oh, it's the same in every war zone.

They're always dragging women and children into it.

Didn't know this was a war zone.

SHE GROANS

He's gonna do something to them, to the kids.

Yeah, radicalise them.

When you start carrying a gun, you're not a kid any more.

Did you make that up?

About having a daughter his age?

No, Poppy's 12, and...

...my partner's seven months pregnant.

Well, that boy's not the same as your daughter,

however you spin it.

We can't trust any of them.

DIALLING TONE

SAM: Abdullah.

IN ARABIC:

TANNOY: 'Security to the main building.

'Possible intruder.'

IN ARABIC:

Memo, ID?

The air marshall gave me this and sent me here.

It's chaos out there.

I need to pass it on to the engineers

who are prepping the Preservers. - I need that in writing.

Sure.

It's in my bag.

GUARD GROANS

IN ARABIC:

DIALLING TONE

IN ARABIC:

Look, if we can just create a diversion,

I think we could get to the gate.

Well, let's not waste any time

in getting you back to your family.

MAN: Abdullah! - Stop.

DOOR UNLOCKS

Your password, to the Alban X mainframe?

Sam, this is a suicide mission.

If you launch anything from the armoury, it'll backfire.

You have to call it off.

ELIZA BREATHES SHAKILY

The password.

You have a truckload of weapons.

You don't need to break into an armoury.

So you already have all the answers, then, Detective?

A repeat of Dundair isn't gonna get you your freedom.

SAM: 'I need that password.'

Don't.

The password is "spitfire 109 squadron".

All lower case.

BEEP Shit.

IN ARABIC:

The password is wrong. Don't play with me!

The "O" is the letter O. It's not a number. You got that?

Both of you are responsible if anything happens to Sattam.

COMPUTER BEEPS Mm.

What the hell?

What?

Hello?

FAINT THUD

GRUNTING

Callum.

ABDULLAH ON PHONE: 'Sattam?'

Sattam?

Shit!

What are you trying to do here, Sam?

You need to trust me and just go.

Dundair. Was that you? - No.

I want answers, too, and this is the only way.

You have to believe that none of this was us.

"Us"? Who the fuck is "us"?

Are you a fucking terrorist, Sam?

- No! - Where's Eliza?

I'm not fucking stupid.

You lied to the air marshal. She's missing.

Tell me what you're doing!

- I'm going now. - You're not going anywhere.

Callum...

You know they will kill me.

What about Simmonds? And Chapman?

I'm not letting you go.

I have to get this into safe hands.

They're trying to make it look like my friends are killers.

They're lying to everyone.

WHISPERING: Please. I have to go.

DOOR OPENS

It's OK. I'll be fine.

Hold my hands behind my back.

The cameras.

Do it now, or they'll say you helped me.

Get down! Stay there!

Take it from my pocket. Please!

APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS Hands where we can see.

I just followed him in.

I found the guard unconscious.

What was he doing?

I don't know. I didn't see.

IN ARABIC:

Abdullah.

No, no, no!

No! Oh, God! No! Fuck! Oh! Oh!

ELIZA GROANS

Please.

What are you doing?

No, let her go!

AMY EXCLAIMS Stop! Stop! Let her go!

No! SHE PANTS

I told you what would happen if you played with us!

SHE PANTS

No, no, no...

What do you think you're doing?

Your little password trick warned them.

The password was an accident.

SHE GRUNTS

IN ARABIC:

GLASS SMASHES

MEN SHOUT

Shit!

SHE GRUNTS

HE GROANS

Undo me.

FAINT SHOUTING

Mutaz?

IN ARABIC:

SHOUTING

THEY GRUNT

IN ARABIC:

Oh, shit.

Sorry.

IN ARABIC:

SHOUTING IN ARABIC

It's open!

Please.

Don't.

IN ARABIC:

IN ARABIC:

ELIZA: We need to find a way out of this town.

They had crates full of spent munitions.

I thought they were smuggling weapons?

They're more than capable of repurposing old munitions.

We'll get our heads straight and find a way back to Zahra.

Thank you for coming back for me.

I wouldn't have left you there.

IN ARABIC:

AMY: Can you tell her we'll be gone soon?

Er...

IN ARABIC:

She must have a phone?

Erm...

IN ARABIC:

Eliza, your uniform.

Yeah, she wants us to go.

Yeah, I got that.

- Erm... - Telephone. Telephone.

IN ARABIC:

Hello again, Firas.

We would have preferred it had you had a legal rep.

I have nothing more to add.

This isn't about Dundair.

We're actually looking into a different matter,

so we appreciate your time.

My time?

I still don't know why I'm here.

No charges have been brought.

I'm just another asylum claimant enjoying his "safety".

You're being held under the... - Your Terrorism Act. I know.

Wasting your time

while the actual perpetrators are still out there.

My colleague, DCI Silva, has been abducted

whilst conducting an investigation in Wudyan,

along with a British Air Force squadron leader.

There's evidence that the people behind this

are the dissident group Jabhat Al'huriya.

Of course.

RAMSAY: You go back a long way with them.

Didn't they assist you in getting out of Wudyan?

Hmm, aiding an asylum seeker.

That's despicable (!)

We want you to tell us everything you can

about the locations of any safe houses

they had access to.

Now, the Air Force will get to them.

It's only a matter of time.

But if we can get to them quicker,

we avoid the situation deteriorating.

I can't see any of them.

IN ARABIC:

WHISPERING: Shit.

Your phone. Could I... make one call?

One call, and I'll give it you back.

Please. Please.

Oh, shukran, shukran. Eliza.

There's an emergency number we're supposed to call.

Who are you dialling?

You want me to answer questions that will jeopardise

the lives of people whose crime, and this is a crime in Wudyan,

their crime is to oppose tyranny.

To call for a free press. To have freedom.

Oh, you talk about freedom and justice

for a group of people who have kidnapped two women?

You know what happens if we don't get to them in time.

Now, is that justice to you? PHONE VIBRATES

Two innocent women's lives in danger?

PHONE VIBRATES

Are you going to answer that?

Hello? SHAKY BREATHING

Oh, my God. Amy?

Shit!

AMY: 'I'm OK. W-We're both fine.'

Where are we?

- There's one of them. - OK, you need to listen.

We followed Sam Kader to Abdullah Ghazali.

They kidnapped us.

It took about six hours constant driving from Zahra.

This place, please?

Al Waleed Abd-Al-Aziz Street.

'Al Waleed Abd-Al-Aziz Street.'

They found us. We have to go.

There was some kind of checkpoint.

It's a small town. There are cafes and shops.

- Come on, Amy. - Shit.

'They've found us, we've got to go.'

Get back.

Get back! WOMAN EXCLAIMS

WOMEN EXCLAIM WORRIEDLY

I wouldn't do that. Drop it!

Let's go.

DISCONNECT TONE Amy?

Amy? - Shit.

- You get the name of the place? - I got it all.

I'm calling them right now.

PHONE RINGS

Yes, understood.

We're looking for a town

four to eight hours' drive from Zahra

that has a street - Al Waleed Abd-Al-Aziz Street.

Three towns in that radius have that street name -

Balak, Hadaiq and Al'Abad.

Good work. Listen up, I need Preserver Pilots

to focus all recon on three towns,

Balak, Hadaiq and Al'Abad.

Co-ordinates coming through now.

Right, they've got it down to three towns.

Shit. Three?

It's narrowed the search, but they said it could still

take a good few hours to pinpoint them.

- We need to get back in there. - Firas is a dead end, Kirsten.

He's not. He knows these people.

Come on, we've got three towns. We just need to push harder.

Push with what?

We've got nothing to offer him.

I need all the intel that you have on Firas,

whether it pertains to this case or not.

MAN SPEAKS ARABIC

PANTING, GROANING

CRIES OF PAIN

GROANING

MAN SHOUTS

MAN: You stay where you are.

THEY GROAN, PANT

MAN: Stay down!

DOOR CLOSES Back so soon?

The hostages got a call out to us

and identified Dr Abdullah Ghazali

as their primary captor.

We now have intelligence

that DCI Silva and Squadron Leader Russell

are being held in one of three locations in Wudyan.

Balak, Hadaiq or Al'Abad.

Now, clearly, we want to avoid any loss of life to the hostages

or their captors.

Your friends.

My friends? RAMSAY: Let's be honest, Firas.

Abdullah Ghazali's the main reason you're held here.

Do you think that he cares that you're rotting in here?

Jabhat Al'huriya doesn't belong to any one person.

You must recognise one of those three towns.

Balak, Hadaiq or Al'Abad?

RAMSAY: Please, Firas.

This can't be good for Jabhat Al'huriya.

First, Dundair, now this.

They had nothing to do with Dundair.

I don't feel well. We need to finish this.

Nasir Zaman... Iqbal Zaman...

Abdol Zaman and Alaa Omran.

Recognise those names? - How dare you?

My brother, his wife... his kids,

they had nothing to do with any of this.

Your brother Nasir is an IT expert...

who assisted you in procuring multiple proxy servers

with which Jabhat Al'huriya have been using for years.

Now, our security services aren't obliged to share

that kind of information with Wudyani intelligence,

that is, unless, they think it could be pertinent

in the hunt for two kidnapped British citizens.

Imagine living like you.

Free.

Free to blackmail in the name of the British State.

What evidence do you even have?

I have enough.

Enough for Wudyani intelligence, anyway.

To be clear, Detective Inspector...

...you are offering me a choice.

Which innocents will I decide to see suffer?

My family or my friends?

Some of them aren't that innocent, though.

Are they?

But yes.

You need to choose now, Firas.

RAMSAY: So - Balak, Hadaiq or Al'Abad?

Heads up, everyone. We have new intelligence.

Focus all assets onto the town Hadaiq

as quickly as possible.

We need the Preservers there now.

Yes, sir. They're prepped and ready to hand on.

We're getting closer. Keep the focus.

His Highness would like to reiterate

that any British-led operations on our soil in peacetime

need to stay contained.

Special forces are good at that. Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

This is your op, Marcus.

CLEARS THROAT

It falls on your shoulders.

IN ARABIC:

SHE GROANS

Amy, stay alert.

I can't breathe. - Don't talk.

IN ARABIC:

- What are they saying? - I don't know.

I think they're talking about leaving us in the desert.

What does that mean?

I think they're gonna kill us.

FAISAL: Get up.

FAISAL GROANS

Put the guns down, or I'll shoot him.

IN ARABIC:

Put the gun down, and we can talk.

Abdullah?

Give me the key to that truck and then we can leave.

You can't take that truck.

I called the police, so they'll be tracking us here.

You have no idea what you've done, do you?

ALIA: You leave him!

IN ARABIC:

Abdullah!

Amy, let's go!

What's in the crates?

Let him go, you have the keys.

Why kill all those people? FAISAL WHIMPERS

Why do any of this?

We had nothing to do with Dundair.

We only want justice.

We want Britain to take responsibility

for the death of civilians.

Look at him.

He's just a child.

Please, please! FAISAL SOBS

Go.

GUNSHOT

What was that?

Isolate it, push in, play it back.

That's a gunshot.

Re-route Preservers to that location.

Do we look like terrorists to you?

Dundair wasn't us.

That man, Chapman, wasn't us.

They are lying to you.

Now you've led them right to us.

That's them. We need positive IDs now.

Yes, sir.

Sir, DCI Silva, Squadron Leader Russell?

It's best if you hang back here.

Just had reports of gunfire on the southern edge of Hadaiq.

MAN ON RADIO: 'Operator, this is Ground Team Alpha.

'Approaching the outskirts of Hadaiq now.'

Is the Wudyani Army going in?

British special forces are already there.

MAN ON RADIO: 'Awaiting further instructions.

'ETA two minutes.'

There. Look, is that them?

ELIZA BREATHES HEAVILY

What are you doing?

Talk to me.

The truck? The crates?

Evidence. To save lives.

What do you mean? What kind of evidence?

Each shell casing is from a bombing

in places like Al Bidbayat.

Across the border. One that killed civilians.

Look for yourself.

This is evidence...

that your government is complicit.

In all of it.

And now we have to go.

They're loading up to leave, sir.

We need to keep the action inside those walls,

so let's hurry up with ID.

We're working on it, sir.

Somebody look up.

Assessment, Mission Control?

One armed man guarding the perimeter.

No ground to air.

Five handguns sighted, three assault rifles.

No children visible.

MAN ON RADIO: 'Awaiting orders.'

- That's a clear image. - Come on.

We have confirmation. That's him. Dr Abdullah Ghazali.

Visual confirmation. Prepare to engage.

We need to locate the hostages before we can go in.

MAN ON RADIO: 'Target sighted, prepare to engage.'

SUPPRESSED GUNSHOT

IN ARABIC:

Look up.

Look up!

MAN ON RADIO: 'Alpha Team standing by.'

IDs confirmed, sir.

Hostages located. Sending location data now.

MAN ON RADIO: 'IDs confirmed...'

She looks OK.

What are they doing?

They need to go in easy, she's right there.

HIGH-PITCHED WHISTLE

DISTORTED GASPING

SOLDIER: Go, go!

GUNSHOT, SCREAMING

ALIA SCREAMS

GUNSHOTS

What are they shooting at?!

She's right there! They need to get her out!

ALIA SCREAMS

CHILD CRIES

SOLDIER: Ma'am, need to go! - Stop!

Stop! There are children in there!

SCREAMING, GUNSHOTS

CHILD CRIES

AMY GASPS FOR AIR

GUNSHOTS, SHOUTING

Amy?

BREATHES SHAKILY