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- These guys look harmless. - Yeah.

Welcome to the happiness hotel.

Can you imagine checking in to this place?

Definitely no mints on these pillows.

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Definitely no pillows.

Oof.

Looks like that guy tried to make out with an IED.

All right, well, after the questioning is complete,

we'll take custody, we'll move the prisoner

to an American base.

He's already been placed in interrogation.

How gently?

If you can get him to talk, he's still capable of it.

You guys got nothing?

I just hope your interrogator

is a better man than ours.

She is.

See you in there.

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- So did you get the... - the house rules?

Yeah. So you have hands outside the cages at all times.

I want you three on the outside.

McGuire, you're gonna be with us.

We're gonna go side arms only.

Want me to take my shoes off too?

That might be more lethal.

Ha, ha.

What do they got, 50 guards in there?

For, like, 2,000 Taliban prisoners?

They seem to be doing all right.

This the deputy director's idea of a vacation?

Sun, sand...

And Taliban.

Reminds me of that, uh, Somali pirate situation.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we caught this dirtbag

who had a freighter captain stashed away.

Nobody knew where.

Several interrogators

took a really hard run at the guy.

They got nothing. Patricia shows up.

She ends up locking herself in a closet

in the hold of the ship alone with the guy

with nothing but a chest full of ice cubes.

She walks out three days later,

right, she's got the guy's location.

- Why ice? - Because it was hot.

Hello, everyone.

It's nice to see all of you.

Sorry I don't have time for pleasantries.

Dalton.

Was going to ask you how your trip was, but...

I'll tell you later over a steak

and a bottle of something.

This is the Helmand Province.

You're gonna have to settle for an opium cocktail

and a bit of goat.

Mm.

What are we walking into?

They worked him over pretty good.

I told them not to touch him.

Well, that order has a tendency

to get lost in translation out here.

Mm-hmm. Anything else?

Yeah.

D.C. clearly only sends you out

on Priority Alpha cases,

so you want to let me know

what's so special about this guy?

An attack on a U.S. base that's imminent.

A bombing, much like the one your team suffered.

Bigger. More central.

We think this guy knows where.

Intelligence say when?

As of this morning, it was hours, not days.

Any of this going to be a problem?

- No. - Uh-uh.

Not unless you suddenly hit a batting slump.

You wish.

So who'd you leave at the helm of the, uh,

"Enterprise?"

You're about to hear his voice.

Looks like she's made contact.

Let's check comms and body cams.

What?

It's 3:00 in the morning,

and we just watched a Humvee cross a desert

- for three hours. - And?

Nothing. It's cute.

The deputy director is about to enter

a prison full of Taliban

in a tumultuous region of Afghanistan.

Command, radio check.

We're outside the gates of the lovely

Four Seasons Helmand.

Affirmative.

Let's bring up the body cams.

Oh, and the tag's still on your jacket.

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Whatever tactic I use,

however I come at this guy, whatever he throws back,

you two are stone, you understand?

You got it.

Dalton, we're getting interference

on your body cams.

All right, looks like the interrogation's

headed underground.

The walls are thick already.

Roger that.

We have lost visual completely.

Dalton, radio check.

Dalton.

Damn it.

Look, I've worn a suit to work before.

Was a joke.

No, no, no, no.

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Let's speak English.

I need the name of the U.S. base

your friends intend to bomb.

Innocent lives are at stake,

and our government doesn't look kindly

on Americans in the Taliban.

Hi, Nate.

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American Taliban.

It's an oxymoron.

It's two words literally at war with each other.

You can't be both.

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I don't think you are both, Nate.

I think you're a disenfranchised American.

A misguided American.

But American is the part of you

that can't be walked back.

The violence you're privy to can be.

I was going to bring you pictures of your entire family,

but from what I understand,

it's not full of people you want to remember,

so this is what I have to work with.

A scared white boy from Grand Rapids, Michigan.

He lost his father.

He was neglected by his mother.

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I get it.

Humans are tribal,

and when the tribe that we're born into fails us,

we seek out another one, but that's not family, Nate.

Nate, it's manipulation.

They found your weakness, and they exploited it.

- _ - No.

I'm trying to find your strength.

The strength to do what I believe

you know is right.

I am doing what's right.

Well, you're speaking English, so that's a start.

The truth is the truth in any language.

On that, we agree.

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I'll check it out. You stay here.

Both of the men escorting me were victims of a U.S. bombing.

They were at a base, playing with Muslim children.

How is that doing what's right?

How do you justify

an American drone strike at a wedding?

And if we both commit atrocities,

why are you so sure you're on the right side?

Big ideas, mainly.

Freedom of speech.

Gender equality.

Your crusading government is bought and sold

by big American business.

But, you know, they cloak their greed

in a mantle of human rights, so you lap it up.

And you think you're liberators,

but you're line workers

on the military-industrial complex's killing floor.

Okay.

Let's say you're right.

How does indiscriminately bombing

a U.S. base help?

You want to cripple the American war machine?

Don't fall into the stereotype.

Please, Nate.

Be better than us.

Dalton's cam just came back online.

Dalton?

What's happening?

Dalton, do you read?

Yeah. I copy.

We got a bit of a situation here.

Saw a guard who was just responding to gunfire,

and four armed prisoners took him out

on the first floor landing.

Sounds like we got a full-blown riot

on our hands.

I have no idea.

But someone definitely just lit a fuse.

I'm gonna get us out of here 'fore the bomb goes off.

- Roger that... - we will scramble backup

and notify Afghan security forces.

All right, they took his keys.

We're gonna have to find an...

Losing comms.

I said they've taken his keys.

I'm gonna have to improvise on an alternate exit.

That prison was run by coalition forces

just before the transition.

We're gonna try and get our hands

on a blueprint.

Notify Patricia's escort.

- Get 'em to turn back around. - On it.

Okay, Jaz.

I need you to find a tower.

Set overwatch.

Preach, Amir.

The main gates are not keyed.

They're operated by a control room.

I'm gonna need that open.

But not until I say go.

We're on it.

Tell me the name of the base, Nate.

I know there's some part of you

that doesn't want innocent blood on his hands.

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All right, we gotta move now.

Now. Let's go. Let's go.

- Get up! - Listen, Nate.

You're gonna move,

and you're gonna do it quietly,

because if you're the reason we're caught,

I'm gonna tell everybody you're an asset,

and then you will die a traitor,

not a martyr.

This interrogation isn't over, exfil or no.

This is it?

It's the best they've got.

It's for a training manual

written for American guards.

That's the main exit there.

Other options?

Either don't exist or haven't been marked,

but let me see if there's something in the manual.

Yeah.

When?

I want to know the minute those Black Hawks

are in the air.

Patricia's escort was ambushed 40 miles out.

- Oh, God. - Everybody's dead.

There's no other support in the area.

How do we get them out?

Read the manual.

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Why do you get to live?

Grass is always greener.

Okay, hold on, hold on.

This water's electrified.

Okay, all right. Get him on the boards.

Move.

What?

If he was so eager to be a martyr,

he would have stepped in the water.

He stepped back.

I can work with that.

Not dead, you can't. Let's go.

Preach, how those gates looking?

Yeah, looks like somebody already opened 'em.

I got a head count on 20 rogue prisoners, armed,

in the foyer, on the way to the front door.

Two dead guards.

Small arms fire.

Dalton, you said the main gates were operated

- from a control room. - That's correct.

Rioting prisoners on the inside would have no access

to a control room on the outside.

Unless it was orchestrated.

Sympathetic guard slips a prisoner a weapon.

- Opens the gates. - Exactly.

Dalton, this isn't a riot.

It's a prison break.

All right, Preach, I need you to close those gates.

Look, with all due respect, Top, if the gate's open,

you can get out... if it's not,

you won't be able to.

Yeah, but not at the expense of a thousand bad dudes

squirtin' back into the desert. I don't need that

on my conscience right now, thank you.

YEAH. OKAY. WELL, LET ME GET THIS CLEAR:

You want me to lock you inside of a prison riot?

Affirmative.

Get it done, Preach.

We're on the move.

You completed your close-quarter

combat training, correct?

Of course. Why?

'Cause my instinct's anticipating

close-quarter combat.

Number one,

SHOOT THE BAD GUYS; NUMBER TWO:

don't shoot me.

You shot the guard.

Of course. He was one of the bad guys.

How do you know?

Well, otherwise,

they wouldn't have left him alive.

Okay, Top. Gates are closing.

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Okay, Top. Gates are closed. Godspeed.

How we lookin' on those exits?

Dalton, the schematic we're working with

is pretty rudimentary... we're contacting contractors

who may have worked on the prison.

Okay, I've got something in the training manual.

A loading dock. Here.

Scratch that. We've got you an exit.

Can you give us your location?

Uh, yeah. East wing, heading west.

Dalton, we got a reference to a HVAC room

with a loading dock... that's in the central wing.

If they're crashing the front gates,

your best shot is crossing the east yard.

That's not far from here.

We passed that on the way in.

Jaz, you got eyes on that yet?

About 100 by 300.

East and west doors are clear.

But I got 12 Taliban prisoners

breaking open crates on the far end.

- Weapons? - Nothing I can see.

I'm not sure what's in the crates.

Let's hope it's deodorant.

If you can get here fast enough,

their backs are to you.

You might be able to creep by unnoticed.

- We good? - That depends.

How's your 100-yard dash time?

Better when my life depends on it.

Good news.

Looks like our friends were just hungry.

All right, well, keep watching our six.

So far, so good.

Jaz, east door. East door, east door!

Follow's down.

All right, we're clear.

All right, Command. Which way are we headed?

You're almost there.

Head straight down the hallway. Take the last left.

The door on the left is the HVAC room.

That's a solid door, Top.

We're gonna need explosives.

Or that.

All right, Command, if there was

a loading dock here at one time,

it ain't here now.

We have no exit.

Do you copy?

Dalton, we have got no reference

for another exit.

No reason to trust it if we did.

Your best move might be to reinforce that door

and hunker down.

No bueno out that way, Top.

Negative. Not much for hunkering right now.

All right, Preach, I need you to find me a guard

who's still breathing, someone who knows this place.

Top, I think I got one.

I'll send him to you.

- Get this door behind me. - Copy.

It's for you.

Yeah?

Wrong way, buddy.

Say hi to my friends.

Top, you have one guard coming to you.

Shh.

What about the Afghan forces?

No, that's too long.

Yes, I am aware of how far out they are, thank you.

- We got a problem. - Then we've got two.

Taliban convoy, 20 miles north of the prison,

heading south... straight for it.

Same force that hit Patricia's escort.

They were already headed to the prison.

- Tell Dalton. - What are you gonna do?

Waking up the Chairman and the Joint Chiefs.

Praying we've already got a Predator in the air.

Dalton, we've got a pretty serious cavalry

headed your way.

It's about time.

Yeah... it's not our cavalry.

- How far out are they? - Twenty minutes.

Black Hawks should be on target in 40.

Afghan forces are at least an hour.

Perfect. Just in time to retrieve our bodies.

Hey. I need a way out of this place.

The front is the only way.

All the other doors...

Closed.

What about these exterior walls?

This all poured concrete?

Not the west wing.

The... the new construction.

Preach, Amir, I need you to get

to the west-most building.

Okay? I need you to make us a door.

You just get to where you're going,

Top, we'll be there.

Go across.

Go down, first floor.

Laundry room.

A good place for a door.

All right, we're not gonna have Jaz this time.

So we gotta do this fast.

Yeah, Jacob Marley here

will make that a little difficult.

Do you have your keys?

All right, take those off.

Hey.

Look, this is what I do.

And I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?

Oh, that's a relief, I was on the verge

of promoting McGuire.

That would've been a big mistake.

Too little field experience?

He's not pretty enough.

- All right, you ready? - Copy.

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Go!

Exit on me!

- Jaz, get to the Humvee. - I'm already on my way.

Ah!

He's hit.

How bad is it?

Sounds bad.

Leave it.

All right. We're in cell block three.

Prisoner's been hit.

Where are we at, Preach?

Just picked up Jaz and on our way.

All right, I'll flag the target. Command?

How are we looking on those friendlies?

Black Hawks are on target in 30.

We have authorization to reroute an armed drone.

- All right, how long? - 20 minutes.

Taliban reinforcements land in 10.

Great. Hey, Noah, next time you're in charge,

- you owe me some good news. - Roger that.

We're gonna make sure you're around to hear it.

All right. Ready?

Let's move.

Let's go.

The room the guard was talking about is just up ahead.

Shh.

That's gonna work.

Just like he said.

How're you gonna let them know where we are?

I'm gonna paint a target,

so you guys take cover.

I'll be right back.

How is it?

It's pretty bad, I think he got shot in the artery.

Fix it.

Stay there. Stay there.

You stick with me.

Get out.

Get out!

Put that down, buddy.

Don't do it.

Don't.

Put it down.

If he dies, everybody on that base could die.

McGuire, leave us.

Go.

I can't leave you here.

You are following a direct order.

Get out. Get out.

Top, I got a situation here.

Go!

Top, do you read? Top? Top, come in.

It's ironic, your prayer.

"Do not let me be deceived

by the designs of those whose hearts are evil."

It already happened to you, Nate.

You've been weaponized, not loved.

You speak as the mouthpiece of my enemies.

No, no, no, no, I don't, I don't, I...

I speak as a mother who lost her son.

That's an interrogator's lie.

I would lie about almost anything,

if it meant saving lives, but not my son.

My son was a Marine.

He died building a school for Afghan children.

A Marine.

Weaponized by his warlike mother.

You're right.

But it wasn't intentional.

It was not a precondition of my love. Nate...

It never ceases to amaze me

the blindness of the infidel.

You're bleeding out.

I'm not too blind to see that.

Let me apply the tourniquet.

I just had this to your throat,

and you're just gonna... you're gonna save me?

I don't kill just to kill, Nate.

That's how I know I'm on the right side.

Let me help you get on it.

Come on.

Nate, let me help you.

Okay?

Let me help.

Top, you all right?

Never been better.

Let me see.

What the hell happened, man?

That happened.

Where's Patricia?

Prisoner picked up a nail along the way,

man, and used it as a shiv.

He's got her.

She ordered me to leave, Top.

I don't know, she seemed like she had a plan.

Get back downstairs.

- Tell her to take cover. - All right.

ETA?

Taliban is five, drone is 15 minutes.

Five minutes.

They live or die because of five minutes,

and there's nothing I can do but watch.

There's the mark.

All right.

I'm gonna need something hollow.

- Copy. - Something to make the cone.

Here.

It's hollow.

Great.

Nate, this tourniquet...

even taking a hostage is an act of survival.

I know you want to live.

But this is a stopgap.

Treason is a death sentence.

You need to deal.

Oh.

This is how you think you'll get the information?

I've only preserved my life

in order to deliver you to my betters.

After that,

I am fine to die.

Dalton, they're a minute out.

Come on, buddy.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Let's go, Preach. Let's go!

We're close.

Come on, Preach.

What you fail to grasp

is that our power comes not from violence

but from our conviction.

I think you're bluffing.

I've looked into the eyes of a scared kid before.

All right, we're hot.

Let's move.

Firing.

1,000.

2,000.

3,000.

4,000.

- Go. - Open it up!

Okay.

Come on!

That's them.

Right, they need to run. Now.

Dalton, Taliban reinforcements have landed.

Time to get out of there.

Let's go, guys!

Come on, let's go!

Come on!

Last man!

All right, hold on. Keep him awake.

Priority is the prisoner and extracting his intel.

Joint U.S. and Afghan forces

will handle the prison.

Do not engage.

Those two trucks are splitting off from the main convoy.

They must have seen the smoke.

Time on the drone?

All right, listen, Predator is five minutes out,

but those guys are gonna close the gap fast.

You have got to create some space.

- That means drive faster. - I'm aware.

With any luck, they'll think

we're just a couple of scared guards.

- Never say "luck." - Come on, stay awake.

Stay awake. You can do this.

His blood pressure's dropping.

I'm putting an IV in.

This is the moment of truth.

I can keep you alive, but I'm not going to.

Not unless you tell me the name of that base.

You won't let me die

without my secret.

You said that yourself,

because you're the good guys, remember?

Look. Wake up!

Wake up!

- Wake him up! - I can't!

Come on!

Rocket! Cover!

Get him out.

Get these rifles out!

Get him over here!

Bring him to me!

- I got him. - All right.

I got him, I got him, I got him.

Come on, Nate.

Dalton, three minutes.

When the drone is in position, you are gonna have

one shot to call the strike.

Between relay and delivery,

you have got 45 seconds till impact.

Yeah! Piece of cake!

They gotta make some distance.

They're on foot and that's open desert behind them.

Drone is in position in one minute.

They'll be fish in a barrel if they run.

There's about to be no barrel.

Dalton, you have got to move.

You are within the blast radius.

Everybody leave!

Right now! Run!

Everybody out! Everybody out!

You leave him. He stays with me.

- Top! - Dalton!

Stay with me, man!

Punch left!

Punch left! Punch left!

You see my team running?

Do you see what's happening?

There is a drone strike about to happen overhead.

I am not messing with you. You are gonna die.

Dalton, drone is in position.

You have got to make the call right now.

Make the call.

Noah, cleared hot on my position!

Right now!

They are 50 yards out.

You call that strike now, they die.

She'll move. It's a tactic.

And what if it's not?

Then it's a better death than the alternative.

Tell them to fire.

Dalton, bird is away.

40 seconds to impact.

You like martyrs?

You're gonna die lookin' up at this one.

Three hours ago, I stood on this spot,

where one of your friends killed my son.

If you do not help me save other mothers that pain,

I will gladly die here with you.

Or you can stop the cycle of violence,

and I will save you.

It's your call.

- 20 seconds. - Come on, Nate.

B-Bagram.

Bagram. The food crates are rigged.

Bagram. Food crates are rigged.

Noah, Bagram!

The food crates are rigged at Bagram!

Give Bagram the intel.

They're rigged! Let's go!

Let's go!

Dalton, status?

Dalton?

Preach?

Anyone, report status.

Status is whole, healthy, and delivered

like a sinner on Sunday.

- Yes! - Yes!

That's good to hear.

And you should wear suits more often.

Whew.

All right.

Good work, guys.

Got word that, um,

joint forces finally put down that riot.

Thought you'd want to know.

Kid's stable.

That's good to know.

So you don't have to travel 7,000 miles next time.

He was a good man.

He was a good soldier.

How anybody even raises one of those things...

That's beyond me.

How a single mother

with the weight of the world on her shoulders

raises both...

That's nothing short of a miracle.

He was a good son.

Roger that.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

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