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It was a beautiful day

The sun beat down

I had the radio on

I was drivin'

Trees went by

- What's up, Ted? - Hey, Sean.

Check this out.

It's the one Aimee's been looking for.

Baller move.

It's not a move.

It's totally a move.

Goin' wherever it leads Runnin' down a dream

I felt so good

- Hey, Mr. Smalley! - Hey, Mr. Smalley!

Hey, guys.

The rest of the gang is inside.

Hey, Sean. You got a second?

Yeah. What's up?

Do me a favor and grab that 9/16" wrench over there. The small one.

Yeah.

How's your dad doing these days?

Okay, I guess.

He's interviewing in Chicago right now, but I think we'll be sticking around.

We're not gonna leave.

Mom loved it here.

Yeah. Your mom was the best.

Yeah. She was.

What have you got there?

A vintage 1969 Super Camaro.

Beautiful.

Just like the one Aimee wants.

Think she'll like it?

You know, the first Matchbox car was a gift?

A father wanting to make his daughter smile.

But, because of the rules at the school she went to,

the toy had to be small enough to fit inside an actual matchbox.

So he had to get creative.

Think outside… or inside the box.

You are one of the last great romantics, kid.

Thank you, Mr. Smalley.

Anytime.

Hey, Aimee.

- Hey, Sean. - Hey.

You said that already.

Shut up, Ted.

This is Pilot Crosby, TWA flight 5-1-1 on approach, nine miles out.

Not so fast, 511. This is Captain Charmaine.

Flight path is not clear.

You're gonna wanna yield. Coming in hot.

Come on, Sean. I'll race you.

I win. Again.

Okay. So,

remember how you told me how much you love the 1969 Super Camaro?

No.

What I said,

is that one day someone will love me enough

to find me a limited edition, blue 1969 Super Camaro.

Aim…

- Aimee! Come on. Let's go! - I gotta run.

Do you mind packing these up for me?

Of course.

You're the best.

Bye, guys. See you tomorrow.

Bye, Baloney.

Dude. What are you doing?

Let's go. We gotta split.

Aimee!

Yeah?

Look…

- I… - Let's go! We're already late.

Nothing. It's okay.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

See you tomorrow, Sean.

I blew it.

It's just a stupid car.

It's never "just" a car, son.

Got the job.

Chicago?

Yeah.

You said this job, it would never happen.

And what about school? What about my friends, Dad?

This move will be good for us. New city, fresh start.

You're gonna love it there.

I promise.

Sean.

Sean?

Agent Walker, you there?

Hey, Ace.

I'm a little busy right now.

The satellite lost your signal.

And Eastbrook is not gonna wait much longer.

Please tell me you're close.

- Tell me you've got this. - I got this.

By the way, how stable is this thing?

That is not funny. That is a nuclear warhead.

- I gotta call you back. - No! Wait. Sean…

Can we get the connection back, please?

You're an hour late. Do you know how hard it is to get a coffee here?

Yeah. About as hard as it is to get a nuclear warhead here.

My father used to say that in a just world,

tardiness would be punishable by death.

What kind of childhood did you have?

Short.

This had better be Sean.

And I better get a bonus.

There you are.

The satellite lost your signal. I thought it was Berlin all over again.

I always come back.

Full of bullet holes.

I'm not the only one. What about Hong Kong?

Harder for me to blend in

- and we don't ever talk about Hong Kong. - The good old days.

Just tell me you made the drop.

Yep. I risked my life to steal a nuclear warhead from a warlord

just to deliver it to a drug smuggler. Great work.

We're agents who don't exist, in a territory we can't operate in,

delivering a stolen nuclear warhead that we're not supposed to have.

Can't exactly send the Navy.

So we're just supposed to trust a scumbag like Eastbrook?

Sometimes plans go sideways and we have to pivot.

Speaking of which, I'm gonna need you to lay low for a while.

- How long? - Ten days.

What am I supposed to do for ten days?

Whatever makes you happy, Sean.

All right. You're holding steady.

Just gonna open her up a little bit more. Let's see how she handles.

Aimee. Slow and steady, just like we talked about.

Come on, Grizz. Fast pace wins the race!

That was fast.

Somebody must have been up all night watching Days of Thunder.

How'd it feel out there?

- Yeah, she felt good. - You just beat your best time

- by three seconds. - Did I?

Which is within a second and a half of regional qualifying time.

We can always go faster.

When are you ever gonna be satisfied?

See you tomorrow, Grizz.

- Shift starting? - Yep. Gotta pay the bills.

Somebody got a new car.

Some days won't ever end And some days pass on by

I'll be here forever At least until I die

Damned if you do…

Hey! Mike!

- Hey, Crosby. - What are you doing?

Just trying to move dirt.

Hop out. Hop out.

- Sorry, Cros. - All good. Take my coffee.

Let me show you how it's done.

- Workin' for a living - Workin'

Now watch a master at work.

You dip…

You scoop…

You take it over…

And you stoop it.

Tell you what, Mike. Why don't you take a little break?

I'm gonna… I'm gonna finish the rest of this up.

That collision on Route 8 has been cleared.

To the south, avoid Route 191.

All lanes are currently blocked by…

cows.

Again.

This is Charmaine Dumas, your eye in the sky. WDLO AM 680.

I'm gonna be here all day.

Screw this.

Ooh Workin' for a livin'

Ooh Taking what they giving…

Hey, girls. Sorry!

I got you, bud!

Showtime.

Now, as you can see,

the dipped paper becomes impervious to the fire.

But, if you dip that paper into a little bit of ethanol…

How cool was that?

Okay.

How about this?

Can anyone tell me how come…

my hand isn't burning? Huh?

- I don't know. But your lab coat is. - Wait, what? Oh.

Oh, no. No. Don't panic! It's perfectly normal.

Science is fun.

Cal.

Hey!

You better not be out back trying to lift those tires.

You remember what the doctor said.

Hey. I set a new track record today.

You gotta come down and check it out. You're gonna love it.

Are you okay, old man?

Hey.

It's vodka soda.

Excuse me?

I was gonna stand beside you.

You were gonna pretend you hadn't noticed me right away.

And then smile at me, and then ask me what I'm drinking.

You know me so well.

I'm just saving time.

Excuse me. Vodka soda.

Don't take this personally.

We were gonna share a few more drinks.

You ask to see my room.

I'd be tempted, believe me.

But the truth is, I just don't feel like showing anyone my room tonight. So…

Just saving time.

You know me so well.

My uncle, Cal Smalley, was your friend,

your neighbor, your mechanic.

For me, he was a mentor and the father I never had.

I just can't imagine what my life would've been like without him.

And I'm not the only one.

Smalley's place was so much more than just a garage.

It was a haven for my friends and me.

A place that we could come to to feel safe. Seen.

Every day after school,

he'd let us play with his insane collection of Matchbox cars.

We even got to calling ourselves the Matchbox Gang.

Hey! What are you doing in here?

- Door was open. - No, it wasn't.

Aimee.

It's me.

Sean.

Walker?

In the flesh.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Hi.

You look… Just so…

big.

Yeah.

Yeah. It's been a long time.

It has.

Gosh. This place looks exactly like I remember.

Yeah. You know, Cal always wanted it to feel like home.

Seriously, what the hell have you been up to?

That's a bit of a longer story.

You know, I'm meeting the gang right now for drinks at Franklin's.

- You remember Crosby and Charmaine? - Yeah. It's just, I have a flight.

Oh, and Ted. Of course you remember Ted?

Of course. I just wasn't planning on staying.

Sean Walker, I haven't seen you in over two decades.

And here you are, standing in my uncle's garage.

You're coming for drinks.

That's your GT-R out there?

- Rental. - I'm driving.

Maybe next time.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Sorry.

So, you… Wait, you work in international logistics?

- Yeah. - That's kind of vague.

I think you're mispronouncing "arms dealer."

- I believe that's… There's something… - Ted!

- I'm sorry, but come on! Right? - I'm with you. It's suspicious.

Are you a spy? 'Cause look at that watch. That is a spy watch.

- It's a nice watch. - This was a gift.

Oh, from the Sinaloa Cartel or the Tijuana one?

Which are the watchmakers of the two? I forget.

They also gift you a Bowflex?

'Cause golly, man, you're looking stupid jacked.

- Stop picking on him! - I'm not picking on him, man.

- He's blushing! - He looks great!

- Look at those shoulders, that jacket. - You look good. You look great.

So where are you living now? Where's home?

You know, I don't stay in one place for long.

I was in Europe for a while. Asia, South Africa for a bit.

- International playboy. I feel you. - Wow.

Do you?

Well, I think it's amazing that you get to travel.

I mean, I would love to go to Europe. Asia? You know that's been my dream.

Yeah, Charmaine thinks we're so provincial here.

That's not true! I just think it's really cool that Sean got out.

Got out. You make it sound like it's prison.

I mean, it's not a life sentence.

And yet, here I am with a husband who won't even get on a plane.

- Here we go. - It's a legit phobia.

Husband? Wait, wait. You guys got married?

- Yeah. - Yep.

- That's great. - Isn't it?

And I see, Ted, you have a ring?

Yeah. Yeah, Brian and I have been married for… Oh, my God, eight years.

Dude, we have three kids.

What about you?

- Marriage? - Yeah.

No. Busy.

You know. No time to settle down.

- Yeah. - You?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I got married.

It didn't take.

Sorry.

Oh, no. I would be a lot sorrier if he were here right now.

He sucked. Sorry. What?

- Lame-o! - Guys, I--

Why were his V-necks so deep?

He would twist it up and catch both nipples on the edge--

- Oh, my God. That's such a lie. Only one. - It's not a lie. It's a half truth.

So many years of therapy. Just give me a beer.

He was awful. They never let me live it down.

- I never can live this down, forever. - I'm sorry.

- Somebody pass… This for me? Thank God. - Here you go.

Never leave home without my trusty Leatherman.

- Thank you, babe. It's so dorky. - There you go, my darling.

- Thank you. - And this one just twists off.

To rekindling old friendships.

- Hey, I'll drink to that. - Cheers.

What are you doing, Sean?

What are you doing?

Hey, Walker.

I can't believe you're really here.

I'm here.

Yeah, I tried to look you up a couple of times.

Never could find you.

It seemed maybe like you didn't want to be found.

Hey, I thought about leaving too. You know?

But it's like Cal always said, "You gotta live with the choices that you make."

That choice isn't coming off.

There's still a spark between them.

They were just kids.

So were we.

I got offered a really great job.

Well, that's fantastic. What's… what's the job?

It's an on-air position in Seattle.

It's a huge opportunity.

It's also 2,000 miles away.

Another round.

Who the hell thought we needed shots? Is this you, Cros?

I mean, I don't remember doing that, but it does sound like something I would do.

Take it. There you go.

- Thank you. - When you're ready.

- Last one for me. - All right, guys.

Thank you for loving Uncle Cal and for being my friends.

For making me feel a little less alone tonight.

- You're never alone. - We love you, honey.

- Hey. To Smalley. - To Smalley.

Yeah. That tastes like a hangover.

- That's how to end it. - Uh-huh.

- Let me… - Pony up, people. Let's go.

Guys. Hey, I've got this one.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

- Thank you. - For real. I've got it.

Money bags.

I'm feeling good.

You guys, like, I gotta go.

Whoops.

I remember my first drink.

Do I?

What was in those shots?

Chloral hydrate.

Chloral what?

- It's C2-H3-CL2-O2. - Huh?

It's just chlorine and ethanol in an acidic solution.

Everybody listen.

We're all gonna wake up someplace different.

When we do, it's really important you let me do the talking.

- What are you saying? - What is he saying right now?

Wait, where are we going?

Dark room, truck, maybe a plane.

No. I hate planes.

Shit.

Sean? Sean?

Is everybody okay?

Yeah.

- I don't… What do you mean? - No? No.

Where are we?

C-130.

What, like a plane?

Are we on a plane?

Oh, shit. Shit! Oh, shit!

- Shit. Shit! - Cros. Cros, calm down.

- We have bigger problems here. - Oh, shit.

What the hell is happening, Sean?

I was just about to ask him the same thing.

Who's that guy?

- Deputy Director? - Wait. What?

Where's the nuclear warhead, Walker?

Oh, God. He really is an arms dealer.

I'm not an arms dealer.

I'll be the judge of that.

- I made the drop to Eastbrook. - He said you never showed.

Then string him up by his wrists.

Eastbrook had no reason to go rogue.

He was gonna be paid very well on delivery.

Maybe somebody paid him more?

Or someone paid you.

Excuse me. So sorry to interrupt you guys.

Sorry. Hi. I would love to not hear any of this, please. If you don't mind.

When I want to hear from you, you'll know,

because there'll be electrodes attached to your scrotum.

- What would they be doing there? Sir. - Oh, my God.

Hey!

Stop it! Stop it!

No! Hey!

Who are they?

Nobody. Cut 'em loose. They don't know anything about this.

At best, they know more than they should.

What's in Cartersville, Sean?

Enough!

Where's my bomb, Agent Walker?

Helen can confirm my operational minutes. She sat-tracked me the whole way.

But then she said you dropped out and she lost you for 15 minutes.

A lot can happen in 15 minutes.

Look. If Eastbrook says I never showed, there's really only two possibilities.

Either he's lying or you are.

Come on, Mosier. If you're really missing a weapon, we don't have time.

Cut me loose. I'll find your bomb.

Listen to me, Agent Walker.

No.

You listen.

You black-bagged me. You kidnapped my friends.

You had Zangief here work me over.

You got two minutes left before I cut myself loose

and take your damn plane.

We'll see if you're still feeling so cocky when I start tossing your friends out.

- What? - What?

- Wait, wait, wait. - We don't even know him like that!

- Hey, hey. Sean! - Sean!

Hey, man! Go easy on him.

- Stop it! Stop that. - Sean!

- Stop it! Yes, you. Or don't. - Hey!

- I'm just saying. - Who am I to say?

Not like I'm gonna do something specifically.

I'm saying be careful with his body 'cause he's a human being,

is all I'm saying.

So, wait. Sean really is a spy?

- He stole a bomb. - He said he didn't.

I mean, technically, he said he delivered it.

- But after he stole it! - Let's just not jump to conclusions,

- okay? - Aimee, look at me.

We were drugged and kidnapped onto a plane.

- Okay, honey? - Okay. That's true.

Right… They can't just take us, right?

- I mean, we've got… - It's happened.

- We've got rights, huh? - Cros, we're taken!

- We're taken, now. - Can anybody get loose?

- Anyone? - I don't think so.

Okay. You know what? Nobody panic. I got this.

As long as I have my trusty…

They took my Leatherman.

And they put me on a plane!

Oh, shit! Shit, shit, shit!

- Cros, breathe. - Stay strong.

- Breathe. - Take a breath.

- I don't like this. - You're…

Son of a…

Jesus.

Oh, man. He's got a knife.

Don't let him cut you.

Oh, damn.

Can't believe it.

Watch out!

Oh, boy.

Wow.

Free the others.

I'll be back.

- Where are you going? - Hijack the plane.

Didn't I say the international logistics thing was bullshit?

- The watch was too big! I said it. - Okay.

- You did. All the time. - Good.

It's no Leatherman, but it did the trick.

Oh, my God.

- Is he dead, Sean? - Really, Ted?

You're worried about the guy who said he was gonna put electrodes on your balls?

- I thought that was a figure of speech. - Not a figure of speech, bud.

That's gotta be against the Geneva Convention or something.

Cros, give me a hand, huh?

Do not help him. We don't know if he's a good guy.

Charmaine, that guy said he was gonna throw us out of the plane.

- Only bad guys say that. - Okay.

What do you need, buddy?

We need to throw these guys off the plane.

Hey, get his arms.

- Yeah. Yes. - Uh-oh.

Okay.

Hey, Sean.

I think you owe us some answers!

I work for a covert division of the CIA. It's called Blackthorn.

- Never heard of it. - Crosby!

I… I know… As soon as the words… I'm under distress.

My last mission was to recover a stolen warhead.

A smuggler named Eastbrook was supposed to deliver it to our people in England,

but he never did.

So, Sean, can't you just prove you delivered it?

Smugglers don't give receipts.

Oh, my God.

It's worse every time.

So now Mosier thinks it was me.

Or us.

Us? We haven't seen you since we were kids!

Yeah. Unfortunately, the timing of all this looks really bad for you guys.

Oh, God.

I think that's something we could've explained to Mr. Mosier

if you hadn't thrown him out of the plane.

Mosier's about to be confirmed Director of Operations at the CIA.

So the only thing he wants more than finding that missing bomb,

is for no one to know it went missing in the first place.

And if he's got to disappear a few citizens on unspecified charges,

he's not gonna hesitate.

You can't be serious, man.

It's okay. It's okay.

We'll just beat him to the punch and get the truth out ourselves.

I work for the local news. So, we get this story out,

- we will be safe. - Good call, baby.

We just threw the incoming Director of Operations for the CIA out of a plane.

- You've got a bit of a credibility issue. - No, no, no. We didn't do that.

No, no. You did that. A little bit Crosby, at first, but you mostly. Okay?

Look, by the time we get off the plane,

they'll have planted enough evidence in all your houses

to make sure you never see the light of day again.

What about my… my kids, Sean?

You're gonna have to trust me, okay?

You lost all of our trust

when you started throwing people out of the plane.

With parachutes.

All right. Well, what are we going to do about the pilot?

He was the first guy I threw out.

- What? - Wait.

- Sean, there's no one flying this plane? - We gotta go.

- I hate planes! - Yeah. We know, bud.

Mother of God.

Sean, can you fly a plane?

- How hard can it be? - Wait, what?

- Huh? - Kidding.

How are we-- Okay. So… So where are we right now?

Over Tangier.

Headed to Algeria.

- As in the country Algeria, dude? - It's fine.

I'm just gonna reroute us south to a safe house right outside of Casablanca.

- First, I need to crash the plane. - What did you say?

- Excuse me? Sorry? - What?

We'd love a little clarity on that last part.

As soon as Mosier gets to a phone,

he's going to scramble a team of F-15s to shoot us down.

- Oh, Lord. - My God.

No, hey! It's fine. Okay? We're just gonna do a water landing right off the coast.

And we'll sink the plane. That will give us at least a day

for Mosier to realize we're not in the wreckage.

Unless we are!

- That part. - Gang.

I do this for a living. We're gonna be fine.

You crash planes for a living?

Strap in. Find something to hold onto.

Or don't. You know, up to you.

Come on, guys. Buckle up. Let's go.

Oh, Lord.

I should be at home watching television.

I should be watching Matlock.

I don't even like looking at pictures of planes.

Throttle to idle.

Dumping fuel.

Banking right.

Here we go.

- Put your seat belt on. - You have a seat belt?

Brace for impact!

Ted!

- Okay. - Okay.

- Is it on? - Let me see. Yep.

All right.

That bought us enough time to get to the safe house.

Now I just gotta contact my colleague.

Your colleague that drugged and kidnapped us?

Different colleague.

- You almost got us killed. - I saved your lives.

It was the right call.

And now you're just dropping us in a safe house in some foreign country.

Why can't we just stay on this nice beach and wait for help?

No, we gotta move before they show up and close the loop.

What… Sorry, what does that mean, loop?

Like, make you disappear.

- Oh, no. - I'm not gonna let that happen.

We're gonna get you guys to the safe house so you guys can lay low.

I'll get your lives back,

and then after that, you never have to see me again. Okay?

Okay.

Except no, to all of that.

We are going to find a hospital. Ted needs an MRI.

No, we need to maintain zero visibility.

But if he has an epidural hematoma, then he will have zero vital signs.

Sorry, say that last part again.

You're gonna be fine. We just need to get you to a hospital.

If you go to the hospital, you'll be in the back of a dark van in 15 minutes.

Well, if that happens, you can just drive the van off of a bridge or something.

We're not going to the hospital.

Thanks.

Hey.

Yo.

- No one has this number. - I do.

Sean. What the hell is going on?

They have me in Tangier with an exfil team that just pulled Mosier from a tree.

I may have thrown him out of a plane.

You tossed the incoming Director of Operations for the CIA from an airplane?

- With a parachute. - Well, then that makes it okay.

- I guess you had to be there. - I'm about to be.

They think I stole the bomb.

That's crazy.

We'll get this all sorted out.

Send me your location.

Derek Halverstram?

- That's you, Derek. - Derek?

- That's my name? It's me. - It's you.

Derek Halver… Something. What did you…

All right. So I don't, like, understand any of that.

- But… - Okay. I'm… I'm so sorry.

My friend is hurt.

Possible concussion, hematoma…

Spanish.

What?

- What? - Arabic?

Impressive.

Duolingo, baby.

Been brushing up for when I visit the great pyramids of Egypt.

That was amazing.

I can also order at a restaurant.

I can ask for directions,

and, obviously, I can communicate in an emergency.

Right.

When were you gonna tell me about any of this?

Habibi, it's not like you were gonna go to Egypt or anywhere.

What's your score streak on Duolingo? How many days?

- 800 days. - 800 days?

Hey, guys.

Where's Sean?

- Sean. - Falko.

Thought you'd retired by now.

No, not yet.

Have you lost your mind?

You go to a hospital after a level one breach?

My friend got hurt.

What friend?

When Mosier took me, he grabbed my four middle school classmates.

I went home.

Jesus.

Home doesn't exist for people like us.

We've gotta get you out of here before Mosier shows up with his guys

- to haul you in. - I'll get the others.

I have a ground unit coming for them.

We'll keep them safe till we get this all sorted out,

but we need to get you out of here right now.

You didn't know about my friends…

but you have a ground unit coming for them.

Sean.

Hey! Aimee, stay right there.

What is going on?

Hey, get in the chopper, Sean.

You know I didn't steal the bomb.

I know you didn't.

But I told you to lay low,

not to take a stroll down memory lane.

It wasn't Mosier, was it?

It was you.

You need to trust me, Sean.

You stole a tactical warhead.

I had to.

Mosier is weak.

He's not fit to run the CIA.

Come with me

and we can make things better together.

I can't go with you.

Yeah.

I guess you can't.

Sorry, pal.

Hey, Sean?

Oh, shit!

Go, go, go!

- You afraid of heights? - What?

- Grab my hand. We're going over. - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Just hold on and ride it all the way down.

- Will this hold us both? - No, it won't. See you at the bottom.

- Just don't look down. - Oh, God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

How did you… Are you okay?

Ouch.

- Make a sound and you're dead. - Huh?

Move.

- What's happening? - Don't know. I think they found us.

Move!

- Why are people shooting at us? - I don't know! Just get down!

Oh, my God.

- Come on, Sean! - Come on, Sean!

Oh, no.

- Do you need help? Just… - Oh, my God.

Should we help him?

We got to go.

Yeah. That's a great idea. Let's go.

Excuse me, sir. Sorry, sir.

Wait. Guys, where's Cros?

Guys, we gotta go.

There's guys with guns upstairs. I saw 'em.

They started to shoot at me actually. And-- What?

- We got to move. - How did you-- Okay.

Let's go!

- I can… Here behind me. - Get to the ambulance. Go!

Charmaine…

- Aimee, out! - I'm driving.

- No! - Yes. I've seen you drive

and I'm better at it. Get in.

Let's go!

Come on!

Go! Go! Go!

They're in an ambulance heading south. Go now.

- Guys, they're coming. - There.

Head to the highway.

Look, you wanna drive, fine.

You wanna survive, you need to listen to me.

You listen, those are Hellcat Durangos with supercharged V8s.

There's no way we outrun them in this top-heavy piece of garbage.

I wasn't planning on outrunning them. I was planning on shooting them.

Yeah, of course you were.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't just randomly shoot people, okay?

I plan and execute complex covert operations.

And how's that going for you?

Go, go, go!

I think it'd be real helpful if I shot these guys now.

- Yeah, that would be helpful. - Yeah.

Sean, watch yourself.

You okay?

I'm fine. Just keep it steady.

Okay.

Are we driving the wrong way?

Oh, my God.

That was awesome.

Damn, Sean.

Son of a bitch.

Sean!

- Ted, what are you doing? - Basic chemistry. Okay. Put this here.

- I'm gonna help. Move back. - Where, Ted?

Move.

Oh, my God!

- I'm sorry. - No, baby!

Oh, my God.

Hold on, Ted!

Oh, my God.

Ted, nobody told you to start touching shit!

Stop it!

Do something!

- Don't panic! - I wanna go home!

- Oh, my God. - Crosby!

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry!

Oh, God! My leg.

Ted, don't touch nothing else!

- I'm getting sick and tired… - What are you doing?

…of getting chased and shot at.

Basic chemistry.

Okay.

We lose 'em in the marketplace.

- Sorry, sorry! Please move! - Just save yourselves!

- Move. Move, move, move. - Come on.

Move, please.

- Look at these nice shops. - Aimee.

- Aimee! - Aimee!

- Down left. - Oh, my God.

- Oh, God. What was that? - Ow.

- It was like a crunchy sound. - Yeah, as in, like, bodies.

- My back! - Oh, shit.

Oh, you think they're okay?

Probably not.

Go. Go.

Move! Move!

- Come on. - Shit! Shit!

Everybody, out! Move!

Oh, okay.

In a raid conducted earlier today,

authorities in Cartersville, Ohio, allegedly found antigovernment manifestos,

detailed government building layouts, and parts that could be used to build a bomb.

At the home of Ted Paxson…

- That's my house. - Oh, my God.

…police say they found a cache of weapons and bomb-making equipment.

Again, these four individuals are wanted by the FBI

for alleged espionage and terrorism, and should be considered armed and dangerous.

That's… That's us.

They're trying to flush me out.

- I need to call Brian. - No calls, Ted.

They were in my house, Sean.

Okay, with my kids. I need to call my husband,

tell him what's going on. I need to get out of here right now.

- Hey, listen to me. - No, I'm done listening to you.

Get out of my way.

Hey.

Pick up that phone and the life you know is over.

Brian, kids, everything you hold dear, they'll destroy

under the guise of national security.

Please.

Why don't you just go then, hmm?

Just stop pretending to be some hero and turn yourself in.

I would if I thought it would make a difference.

…will suffice.

The United Nations has called for careful monitoring

to ensure civilians remain protected during this fragile pause.

Delegates from NATO and Russia plan to meet in Budapest, Hungary,

in the coming days to discuss a peace settlement.

Jesus.

Can't you ever turn it off?

I did back in Cartersville.

You see where that got me.

What the hell, Sean?

I'm sorry, Aimee.

About all of it.

Who was that woman back there?

On the roof?

That was Helen.

We both got recruited by the CIA around the same time.

Came up together.

Top of our class. I worked in the field with her for years.

She was on a mission a few years back that went south.

So she traded the field in for a desk.

And up until today, she was the one person in the world I could trust.

Now I got no one.

That's not true.

You're not alone.

You know I have to go after that bomb, right?

Yeah.

Alone.

Yeah.

I can't do what I do and drag the Matchbox Gang around with me.

We saved your ass back there.

I work alone.

Not anymore.

Thanks for that, by the way.

- I got a plan. - All right. Well, let's hear it.

It's more of a goal, really.

He wants to re-steal the bomb so we can get our lives back.

Oh, great.

I was thinking it was gonna be something hard.

Nobody moves.

You don't call, you don't write,

and you're late.

- You could've left the gate open. - Where's the fun in that?

I haven't seen you since Abu Dhabi.

Great times, huh?

I'm glad you remember it that way.

Yeah.

Can we discuss this light on my chest, sir?

- Very kind of you. - Sorry, they are not good at hospitality,

but if you want to kill somebody, they are very cheap.

Come. I'll show you.

Guys, this is Grigor Kozlov.

Hello.

- Hi. - How do you do?

- Hello. - It's very nice to meet you.

I like hamburgers.

Uh-huh.

Good to know.

…are you also Blackthorn?

I'm SVR.

It's like KGB, just a bit more corrupted though.

Russians? Are you serious?

Hey, relax, huh?

We're on the same side on this one.

Somebody brings a bomb to a party,

then somebody brings another bomb, and then another.

And then party over.

No fun.

So stop the bomb.

And party go on.

Yeah. I get the analogy. Yeah.

He's a Russian spy.

Nobody's perfect.

Speak for yourself.

And you, if you ever want a real spy instead of this guy,

you let me know.

Text me.

I'll check on the plane.

Sean, where are we going?

Romania.

Wait. Romania?

Yep. You see, other than Grigor here, there's only a few people in the world

that can do aftermarket modifications on nuclear warheads.

The best is based in Bucharest.

A black-market weapons dealer named Robbie.

That's where the bomb's going, so that's where we're going.

With the Russian spy?

He's got a plane.

There's that word again.

It's okay.

It's fast, it's slick, it's sexy.

But the caviar…

it's not Russian.

Try to stay alive long enough to return the favor.

Call me.

All right, gang. Settle in. It's about four hours to Bucharest.

Man, how are we gonna do this, Sean? We have no passports,

- we have no money. - We got money.

We're gonna do it without passports.

Oh, my God.

What is that, like, 200,000?

- It's half a million. - Jesus.

I'm gonna count it and just, like, look at it for a second. Excuse me.

Relax.

Just don't go throwing the pilot off the plane again.

That was Sean.

That plane crashed, I may add.

This plane is just so small.

It's a Gulfstream G450.

Does that mean it's safe?

No idea.

You always know exactly what to say.

Not always.

Put your seat belt on.

Now that's not something you see every day.

Uncle Cal used to love to watch the sun rise.

"Life's simple pleasures," he'd say.

It's crazy to think he's gone.

Aim, I'm so sorry.

You know, Cal taught me to be that person, the one who shows up

when you're hurt and… scared and most vulnerable,

and, you know, just tells you it's gonna be okay.

Yeah, most days I'm just the girl who gives you the ice pack

when you get taken out at Little League.

I may not be saving the world, but that is my world.

And maybe that's enough.

Why'd you come home, Sean?

I've spent most of my life trying to think outside the box.

No attachments. No boundaries.

The more I see,

the more I realize maybe what I'm looking for can't be found out there.

Maybe I need to think inside the box.

Good morning. We will be landing in Bucharest soon.

I go far below radar, so everyone buckle up.

I will not crash.

- Oh, good. - What?

Well, that sounds promising.

All right, gang, up and at 'em. We're landing in Bucharest.

I need you looking good for tonight.

I'm glad you're all right, sir.

I'm not all right. And neither are you.

That's your boy out there, tearing up Casablanca like it's downtown Fallujah.

- I'll find him. - I already did.

We got a facial rec hit at a private airfield.

He's in Bucharest.

Get the hell out there.

This is your mess, Helen. Clean it up.

Sean is here.

Won't be a problem.

Thank you.

You look stunning.

Thank you.

As do you.

Thank you.

You know, they just, they came in my room, basically sewed this on me.

Uh-oh.

- Oh, okay. Came with a spin. - Oh, look at these guys.

- Right? Look at this. - Yeah.

- You look so good. - Oh, you look beautiful.

Sean, I love you for getting Crosby in a suit, but why are we all dressed up?

A good suit opens all doors.

Well, I am definitely keeping this one.

Wow.

- Oh, my word. - Aimee.

Wow.

Gorgeous.

You look great.

You clean up pretty nicely yourself.

So,

what now?

Okay, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just make a scene doing it.

What happened to the zero-visibility plan?

Zero visibility really doesn't work with this group.

And I can't find Robbie, so we have to get Robbie to come to us.

Got hot hands.

…it's all part of the plan To hypnotize the world…

Here, that's for you.

Good God, the shit that I'm making Got your rump shaking

Let's go, shooter.

Wow! There it is.

It's time to do it big.

Playing cards or are we playing cards?

- All in. - 500.

That's a mortgage right there.

Raise your hand if you wanna be lifted

- To never losing. - Cheers.

Yeah!

Here's to it! Right on!

Yeah!

Let's go, shooter!

Yes! Yes!

It's been a long time since I've seen them that happy.

Maybe they just needed a change of scenery.

Maybe we all did.

Oy, oy, oy, oy, oy.

You're having a good run.

I'm not running. Are you running?

- I could run. - How's the shoulder?

Hurts when I breathe too deeply. Your face healed up nicely.

Scarface.

My favorite movie.

It's not a good time.

The message is to come back in a few weeks.

I'll be dead in a few weeks.

Imagine my grief.

We came a long way.

That's not our problem.

Enough with the games, Robbie.

Bring us in.

It won't look good on you.

It's too classy.

I'd hate to embarrass you in front of your friends.

That's not gonna happen.

Yes.

But…

Understood.

We good?

For now.

Follow me.

What happened?

It's like they're happy to see each other in a very aggressive way.

Hello, handsome.

Hello, Robbie.

I missed you.

Hi. Hello. Excuse me.

You're Robbie?

This one.

I like her.

I am Anastazia Elizabeta Robinëva.

Robbie for short, yes.

I'm Aimee.

Oh, all of the knuckles.

Okay, that's enough of that.

Look, we gotta talk.

Of course.

What's mine is yours.

Come.

Oh, good. You made a friend.

Robbie, I'm here on business.

Always business with you.

You brought all your friends. Seems more like a party to me.

Yeah, about my friends…

You're worried about them.

You know you can't take them with you, right?

That's why I need a favor.

I don't think your friends will leave so easily.

I'll convince them.

Please, make yourself comfortable.

I see…

Don't mind if I do.

Come when you're ready.

Are we supposed to tip these people?

- You know, I never know. - I feel super rude. No?

- I don't think they do that around here. - I don't know.

Everything okay?

I've arranged with Robbie for you to be taken to a safe location.

Well, where are you going?

I'm sticking to the original plan.

I'll complete the mission, and I'll get your lives back.

Wait, what do you mean?

Okay.

Except no to all of that.

We stay together.

There's no way you can do this alone.

And you wouldn't have even gotten this far without us.

We played dress-up. That's all.

- Sean… - Go home.

And where is that?

Because if we don't stop the bomb,

then there's not gonna be a home for us to go back to.

And you guys all heard that Russian guy.

One bomb leads to another, leads to another…

Wait, I'm… I'm not ready for the party to be over.

- We're not leaving you. - You don't have to do this--

I'm gonna stop Helen alone.

You want the truth, Aimee?

You know I do.

The truth is the biggest mistake I ever made wasn't leaving home.

It was coming back.

Any friendship, any connection we had,

that was gone a long time ago.

It's time to grow up and move on.

You're all just in the way.

Now, wait a damn minute.

No. Sean.

It's okay, guys.

Let him go.

Sean. Sean.

Well, I'm not tipping.

You say goodbye?

I did.

Then I assume you are here for the weapon.

Mosier sent me to take delivery to make sure there are no complications.

I don't allow complications.

The modifications were made.

It only remains the matter of payment.

You should have a look at this.

So tell me, love, if Mosier sent you to take the delivery,

then why are they here?

It appears we do have a complication.

Robbie, you can't let 'em in.

Helen and Falko are dirty.

They're gonna detonate the bomb.

You need to give it to me.

Today's governments are tomorrow's outlaws and vice versa.

- Robbie… - You know the rules, Sean.

I don't take sides.

Let them in.

We will take care of your friends as promised.

A deal is a deal.

As for you, you can escape up the roof, down the far side of the building.

Well, I'm not leaving without that weapon.

Suit yourself.

The modifications on the weapon are done.

You're free to take it.

Where's Walker?

What makes you think Walker is here?

He's Helen's boy. She knows his every move.

Of course he came straight for you.

Where is he?

Now you're being rude.

I dare you.

Get the package out of here.

Find Walker.

And take him alive.

Sean.

Oh, my God.

Geez.

Get him.

How badly do you think he was hit?

I don't know.

Could've been the shoulder. Could've been the chest.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, Jesus. - I mean, what can we do?

Maybe Sean was right.

We don't belong here.

Maybe we had a few wins, but, I mean, that was Sean for the most part, anyway.

- That's not true. - True or not,

we have no more options.

So if there's a chance to still go home, we should do that.

No.

No, we can't.

Do you guys remember how we started hanging out?

I was getting bullied every day.

Every single day, right? I was getting beat up bad.

I can't even tell you how,

like, frightened and alone I felt.

Around that time, I started having, you know, bad thoughts.

I just didn't wanna do it anymore.

Jesus, Ted.

And then one day, when it was particularly horrible,

man, this kid I barely knew stepped in and fought them.

Sean stood up for me.

He wasn't much bigger than me at the time, so he got his ass kicked pretty bad,

but…

I really figured he'd mind his own business after that,

and I… I wouldn't have blamed him.

But he didn't.

That man kept showing up for me every single time.

Sean first brought me to Smalley's.

And I know you guys thought we were just playing with Matchbox cars,

but it was so much more to me than that.

I wasn't alone anymore.

I wanna go home. I do.

I have not stopped thinking about Brian or my children

ever since I woke up on that damn plane.

Sean saved my life.

And there is nothing and no one that's gonna stop me from trying to save his.

I'm with you, Ted.

Me too.

Me three.

Do you have a plan?

Yes, I do.

We find Sean, we get the bomb, and we save the day.

Okay, so more of a goal than a plan.

I have an idea.

Sir. You, sir, with… with the gun.

Hello, how do you do?

We would like to speak with Robbie immediately, please.

Aimee.

What?

- That's the plan. - She didn't kiss my knuckles. I mean…

There may be a tip involved for ya.

Hey, Robbie.

Just tell us where he is.

I'm not gonna send you to your death.

This isn't just about us.

If that warhead goes off--

I don't take sides.

Better not to get too involved.

But you're already involved.

Help us help our friend.

Helen will take Sean with her to make him her scapegoat.

They loaded a truck.

They'll go by armed convoy through the mountains to Budapest.

So, we need to borrow a car.

Got something fast?

Take what you need.

Are you serious?

- Holy shit. - My God.

Holy shit.

Can it be?

A Leatherman.

Flight suits?

Really, Ace?

You should've killed me by now.

No need.

Who turned you?

You haven't heard a word I've said.

This is a power grab?

Who would you rather make the decisions for this country, hmm?

Some bureaucratic puppet?

Or someone who's been on the ground and knows what things are like?

Somebody needs to get in there and make it right before it's too late.

You wanna detonate a nuclear bomb in friendly territory

to false flag us into a full-scale war?

- It'll never work. - It's worked before.

Helen, we're supposed to be the ones that stop wars,

not start 'em.

Oh, I'm not starting anything.

You are.

You are the last known person in possession.

And when you die in that blast,

you won't even have a chance to clear your name.

So, I'm the suicide bomber,

and you're the hero that swoops in to pick up the pieces.

That is the current plan.

I don't like that plan.

- What do you want me to do? - Deal with it.

We have visitors.

Alpha one, this is alpha three. Hostiles inbound.

Copy, alpha three.

Oh, shit!

- What the hell was that? - Guessing it's not good.

Guys, look out!

Armed UTVs and motorcycles coming up fast.

Yeah, that's not good.

- Goddamn it! - Why are they chasing us?

I thought we were chasing them.

Oh, shit!

We gotta split 'em up!

- Wait, what? - Trust me.

Okay, it worked. Now what?

Try not to die.

Lost visuals.

See y'all on the other side.

- Huh? - Oh, my God.

Did somebody hit a goose?

Got ya!

I saw this move once on Grand Theft Auto.

Take that, baby!

Damn, that was fast.

Alpha two, hold your position. I'm coming to you.

I'm back!

Shit.

Baby, now would be a good time to move out the way.

Wait, what?

I'm gonna blow this son of a bitch to hell.

Char…

Charmaine, overpass!

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Bye, bitch.

- Damn, Char! - Oh, my God.

Overpass, overpass!

What?

Please tell me somebody got this on video.

Oh, no. No, no, no.

Okay, that's not good.

Oh, no.

Guys,

- I think I'm going down. - Char.

- Charmaine! Charmaine! - Charmaine! Oh, my God.

Charmaine!

No! Char!

Charmaine! Char!

Baby! Baby, please.

I'm okay.

I'm alive.

Oh, thank God.

Baby, I thought… I thought I lost you.

I'm okay.

Banged up a bit, but…

I'm okay.

Oh, my God.

I'm coming back for you right now.

No, no, no. Go get Sean. I'll catch up.

Are you sure?

I'm okay. I'm gonna get a ride.

I promise, babe. Go.

Charmaine, you are a badass.

Thanks, babe.

Hi! Please.

Stop.

Hey.

You should've retired, Sean.

Look who's talking.

Son of a bitch!

Crush him! Go!

What is going on back there?

It's being handled.

Charlie team, converge on alpha three, now!

Find Walker!

Ted, Cros, I think these guys are going after Sean.

Give 'em hell!

Oh, damn.

This guy again? I thought we got rid of him a while ago.

I really hate bullies.

Ted, what are you doing? That thing will crush you.

Picked the wrong dude on the wrong day, big guy!

Hey, numb nuts!

Arnold made that seem so much easier.

Sean, look out!

- He's got a gun! - What?

He's got a gun!

Oh, my God! He's got a gun!

Aimee.

Come on, come on.

I'm a public school teacher.

I ain't scared of anything.

Ow!

Oh, I'm getting the hang of this.

Yeah, baby!

All right… All right, Ted, go for the tires, man.

I would love to, but I, I dropped my gun.

- You what? - I was trying the Terminator reload.

That was on me.

Son of a…

Enjoy retirement.

No.

You persistent son of a bitch.

Hey, Cros, remember when we were kids

and we used the Matchbox tow truck as a ramp?

Ted, those were toys.

This is real life.

The physics are the same.

Just wait for my signal, okay?

All right, man.

I mean, it could work.

It's a bad idea, but it could work.

Terrible idea.

Now, Cros, now!

Cros.

Need a ride there, bud?

Yeah, I reckon I do.

Wow.

Oh, yeah.

- Hold on tight. - Yep.

Hey, when we tell this story, you leave this part out, okay?

- Okay, and I never dropped the gun, okay? - Deal.

Yep.

Not letting you get away with that bomb, Helen.

Goodbye, Sean.

Do you see him?

Oh, my God.

Do you see him?

No.

No, no, no, no.

Should we go down there?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Please don't ever do that again.

What…

Let me see.

How did you do it?

- Oh, my God. - How did you…

Oh, the physics don't make sense.

I thought I lost you.

- What did I miss? - My hero!

Legend!

Are you kidding me?

What the hell?

I've never seen civilians do something so dangerous…

and completely amazing.

That was insane!

Did you see Aimee drive under that semi?

Charmaine, you flew under a bridge!

- Oh, I did. I did. - Yeah, she did.

Crosby, you were working that tow truck like you were driving Formula One.

Ted, there was a moment out there, I didn't know if that was you or Arnold.

I did look pretty cool, didn't I?

You looked so cool.

- You looked very cool, my friend. - Thank you.

Look, guys.

About what I said back at Robbie's…

We get it.

You were just trying to protect us.

We're here for you, Sean.

Ride or die.

I don't know how I can ever thank you guys.

Or you could try to thank us?

Hello?

Where are you going?

We got a bomb to stop.

- Hell yeah, we do. - Bet.

- Let's go! - Hell, yeah.

- I'm not driving this thing again. - Let's go!

No, I'm taking shotgun today.

So where are we going exactly?

You can see behind me here protesters gathering

as Russian and NATO delegates arrive

at the peace summit here in Budapest, Hungary

for the first day of talks surrounding the conflict along the Russian border.

How are we gonna find her in all this?

She and the bomb could be anywhere.

Not necessarily.

If I was Helen, I'd put it right outside the restricted security area

and get as far away from it as possible.

There.

That was quick.

And that's why you carry a Leatherman.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

So now that we have the bomb, we give it to Mosier

and get our lives back, right?

Hey, guys, this thing is counting up in meters, I think.

Contingency plan.

Helen retrofitted it with a reverse proximity detonation device.

Spy stuff.

She gets to a safe distance, whether she hits a button or not,

this thing's gonna explode.

- Oh, God. - Okay.

So I think we should get to a safe distance.

- Yep. - No time.

We need to keep this bomb within 5,000 meters of Helen and that detonator,

or it's going off.

Let's get it in the van.

- Cros. Easy. Go. - Wait, this is… this is coming with us?

- Gently. - Yep.

- Okay. - Easy, easy.

Okay, good.

How many meters does that say? 'Cause that's how far Helen is.

- 480. - Shit, the meters are going up, Sean.

- That's bad! - Wait, we're going the wrong way.

Left. Go left.

Go left! Go left!

Okay, that worked. They're going down.

We're at 300 right now, so we're getting closer.

- 100 meters. - There.

Straight ahead, walking onto the bridge.

That's her. I need to get that detonator.

- Aimee, you drive. - Got it.

- Stay as close to us as possible. - Okay. I'll try not to blow up.

Where are you going, Helen?

Damn it.

Do y'all see that?

Everybody sees that.

What is he doing?

Well, we're still at 100 meters, so we're good.

- No, I don't think that's good. - Uh-oh.

Go! Go!

Shake him off!

Treating him like a human tea bag.

Okay, hold on, you guys. Hold on.

We're gonna go!

- Oh, my God, Sean. - Oh, come on. Let's go.

The grip strength on that man!

- Hang on, Sean. Hang on. - Seventy-five meters.

Oh, oh, it's 95 meters.

- I think we're getting further away. - Come on.

- I can't make this junker go any faster! - Look out!

Sorry! I'm sorry!

There's a bomb in the back of the car.

- Seat belt, baby. - Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

300 meters!

How's it feel

suffering for people you barely even know?

It'd be a lot less painful if you'd shut up and fight.

Come on.

Drive faster, Aimee!

You guys, they're in a chopper, we're in a giant roller skate.

- We need to buy some time. - How?

I'm gonna try to defuse the bomb.

- Ted, that's out of a movie, bruh! - Bad idea. Don't touch it, Ted!

Come on!

- Char… - Huh?

I'm sorry. I should've been more supportive of you and your dreams.

- What? - I wanna see you fly, baby.

Literally… Figuratively too.

- Spiritually-- - Wait, wait, Cros, I'm sorry.

- Are we doing this right now? - Look, baby,

I know you can't stand Cartersville.

You have to take that job.

And I'm not sure where that leaves us,

but all I know is that I wanna be with you,

no matter where that is.

Cros…

I'm super happy for you, but there's a bo… It's fine.

4,800 meters.

4,900.

Goodbye, Helen.

Shit!

No!

No! No!

It stopped.

Sean did it.

Sean did it.

- What? - So we're not gonna blow up?

- No. - Didn't doubt it for a second.

- Let's go! Let's go! - Sean's our man!

Let's go get him!

Let's go get him.

- There he is! - Where?

- In the water. Right here. Here! - I see him.

You're the best.

- Hey, buddy. - Oh, guys.

Come on.

So, how did you disarm the detonator?

Spy stuff.

Agent Walker.

- Deputy Director. - You got a bomb for me?

I do.

- You got shot? - A little.

- Does it hurt? - A little.

As much as getting thrown out of a plane?

Oh, yeah.

We'll patch you up on the way.

On the way where?

Out of here for starters.

I'm gonna need you to come with me.

- Now? - I'm sorry, is now a bad time?

No, sir.

As for the rest of you, we'll get you back to Ohio.

Homeland Security has sent out a press release clearing your names.

And if you check your bank accounts, you'll find a rather sizable tax refund.

Let's just say the IRS remembered it owed you.

You have the eternal gratitude of the United States government,

who'd be very grateful if you never discussed this with a single soul.

Ever.

Okay.

You have two minutes.

I don't know whether to apologize or thank you guys.

Well, either way, you're gonna need more than two minutes.

You know, Sean, next time you need help saving the world,

we're super busy that day unfortunately.

Oh, Sean.

Take care, pal.

So you're gonna disappear on us again?

Aim…

You know, I really hope you end up with someone that'll love you enough

to find you that limited edition blue 1969 Super Camaro.

I can't believe you remembered that.

How could I forget?

Aim…

Walker!

It's okay.

You gotta go.

Y'all know I hate goodbyes,

so I'm not gonna say one.

We'll be back pretty soon anyway.

Seattle's not that long of a drive.

You know, what is it, 35 hours straight,

no bathroom breaks.

Very funny.

No, but seriously,

home is wherever we are together.

To our wonderful friends and family,

until we meet again!

Cheers.

- We love you. - And with that,

let's dance.

All right now. Hey.

- Hey. Come on now. - Come on. That's my baby.

Have you heard from Sean?

No.

Yeah.

Bri, I think you're missing one.

Ted,

Mason got into the ambulance again.

This kid, I swear.

- It's fine. I got him. - Thank you.

Hey.

What are you doing in here?

Scram.

Hey.

Hey.

You know, I had this whole thing figured out when we were kids.

Oh, I'd been planning it for months.

I was going to give you that very Matchbox car right there…

kiss you,

and, obviously, we'd live happily ever after.

- Obviously. - Yeah.

Then the moment came and I choked.

Oof.

I blew it. Twice.

We're adults now. I figured the real thing would be more fitting.

I even got the same color--

It's just a car, you know?

It's never just a car.

I'm driving this time.

It was a beautiful day

The sun beat down

I had the radio on

Attaboy, Sean.

About damn time.

Wow.

Driving off into the sunset.

How original.

Little Runaway

I was flying

Yeah, runnin' down a dream

That never would come to me

Workin' on a mystery

Goin' wherever it leads

Runnin' down a dream

I felt so good Like anything was possible

Hit cruise control and rubbed my eyes

The last three days The rain was unstoppable

It was always cold, no sunshine

Yeah, runnin' down a dream

That never would come to me

Workin' on a mystery

Goin' wherever it leads

Runnin' down a dream

- I rolled on - I rolled on

- The sky grew dark - The sky grew dark

I put the pedal down to make some time

There's somethin' good Waitin' down this road

I'm pickin' up whatever is mine

Whatever's mine

I'm runnin' down a dream

That never would've come to me

Workin' on a mystery

Goin' wherever it leads

Runnin' down a dream

I'm runnin' I'm runnin'

I'm runnin'

Yeah, I'm runnin' down a dream

- Runnin' down - That never would've come to me

Workin' on a mystery

Goin' wherever it leads

I'm runnin' down a dream

Ooh

- I'm runnin' - Ooh

- I'm runnin' down - Ooh