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What the fuck...

Calm down Cowboy...

- Hi Frank! - Can you wait a minute?

- This is not safe. - What, which is not safe?

Improper driving?

See, Frank? That's why not I can trust you to Sophie.

- Sophie? - Yes to Sophie!

That's what I call the new car!

I don't like it. This is none pet, Dieter.

I don't understand why I don't you let the car drive.

It will need to be negotiated.

- It means you need a favor. - No, I need a suit.

Go to the shopping center in front of the sea.

Use my credit card. I'm busy.

I'm busy.

Sophie.

You're not enough for me.

sorry dear but I have to go.

It's time to let go this joke.

He knows how to drive. No doubt.

Do you need anything else? This is all.

Thanks.

- You're late. - Just give me the address.

There's left, ahead.

- Shit! - What's it? What happened?

What happened? My shirt, I got it all dirty.

Whatever it is...you have 90 seconds for collection.

I can't serve the customer with a dirty shirt.

You are 100 meters from the van.

Goodbye, Carla. Jesus.

Rule number five, Frank: no coffee in the car.

Now am I not late? One rule, folks.

Rule number one.

- You're late. - Patience is a virtue, Frank.

- They're still late. - It's better than being too late.

I give them 30 seconds.

Come on, you need to be more flexible.

They are Americans, are late.

Put down the cell phone, slowly and without sudden movements.

Hands in the air. Turn around.

Jack Perkins? What the hell are you doing here?

Surprise. I am the package.

Oh no. You are the reason I be in the US?

No way. Absolutely not.

- I made it worth it. - It's not for the money, it's the rules.

Fuck the rules, Frank. The wrong people found out

that I'm back, I'm dead.

Was the gun really necessary?

precautions.

I will never be able to work in the same as before.

- What? - Photoreceptors in my eyes.

- Conclusion. - Don't fight differently.

I still think I can win.

yes i remember

of that training course fight you ran for us.

- Why are you still in one piece? - Not the only reason.

I never leave that village if you hadn't gone back there.

you thought i would go to you leave there?

So... Will you leave me here?

You cannot smoke in the car.

Do you think I'm crazy? Smoking can kill!

This kills you faster. Take it easy on this, okay?

We need to turn off the your cell phone and your GPS,

and any detection devices. It's the road from here on.

So I can't contact my Agency.

Frank, I can only trust you.

If I could drive, I would. Please.

- Where? - George Street.

- And where is that? - I'll tell you where to go.

- The blind leading the blind. - Yea.

- What are we doing? - The best Philly sandwich in the world.

- I just want a date to go. - You can't eat in the car.

Okay, so let's not eat here.

when i worked in Langley, I used to come here

2, 3 times a week when Laura was not at school,

I brought it with me. This is the hardest part

about being in the field. Have left her behind.

She had a son. Frank, I'm a grandfather.

And I never saw her face.

Almost 7 years and never heard his voice.

It's time to go home.

Couldn't you just go get it Laura to the airport?

- Complications. - With the CIA?

You must be kidding. for sure that no one knows you're back?

I hope not.

I said no cell phones.

It's an emergency. Dieter.

Frank, if the invitation says black tie,

can i wear a tie black with jeans?

- Is it an emergency, Dieter? - Yes, my sister's wedding.

I can't talk about it now.

- Do you want to drive Sophie? - Don't name the cars, Dieter.

- Where are you? - I'm in trouble.

In a clothing store in town and the like it's so rude i had to leave,

before I gave you one punch in the mouth.

- Go back inside again. - Come back?

- Talk to the girls. - Are there girls?

- Yea. It will be better. - Girls are better.

That's right, Frank. OK thank you.

- It's all right? - Yeah, what could be wrong?

Someone doesn't like yours sandwich!

- Maybe your flesh belongs to someone. - The meat?

Do you make a sandwich joke? That's good, think positive.

One step up, another down. Wait.

How many?

- Three. - One more, behind them.

On the street. Shooting a car. No echo.

- Keep this? Someone gets hurt. - That would be the idea.

Jesus.

- How lucky. - That's what you say.

If you stop to listen, everything stands still, and listens.

Hear the breathing, the noise of clothes,

the steps, and thoughts of a man carrying the sound.

- Do you hear what I'm thinking? - Loud and clear, Frank.

It's time to finish them off!

- Frank! - There!

What's the deal?

Some shit went down in Eastern Europe.

The network was exposed, a group of agents ended up dead.

- Burned? - I thought so.

Few people knew about the program

were all from the USA. I asked some questions...

- And I got no answers. - But you kept digging.

Those guys were my friends, Frank. I ate at their houses,

I met the kids, I couldn't just walk away.

It turns out that the messages that I changed in the last 3 years,

supposedly anonymous, were copied to a site in Panama�.

Was someone chasing you?

My man from South America discovered a shitload of data,

information that no one he should have.

At least, not in that place.

Don't tell me you copied the data.

I had to. Two days after figuring it out,

my place in Prague caught fire.

I wasn't there, but a friend was, and got shot.

A witness said it was a guy in a green Volvo.

The next day, the coordinator from New York called me.

I went to meet you. who do you think what was waiting for me?

- Green Volvo? - I'm being set up, Frank.

So it looks like you got in in a European operation.

But, I have this data: security codes; matrices

from NSA satellites, NATO tactical scenarios.

it's a bunch of shit that I shouldn't go there.

So this is the package?

Contacted someone from the CIA before you get home?

I asked someone for a hand, an old friend.

- You're not safe, Jack. - Why do you think I hired you?

- Where are we going? - Hartford, Connecticut.

i need answers from you...

Agent involved in a shooting last night in Philadelphia.

It was all over the news. How do we know it is from the agency?

We know that from the agency, because it's jack fuckin' Perkins.

We came through the surveillance of the store.

- I thought he was in Europe. - This could go wrong, Smith.

- What happened? - Nothing good. But he is here.

- He was with this guy. - Any clues?

Nothing yet, but by the fact and tie, is a professional.

Fake registrations, but you shouldn't be hard to find.

Perkins hired him because he is on the run.

- From what? - The question is: where?

And you want me to find him?

Why would I call you here? And what are you still doing here?

And Smith? Keep the weapon in pants, I want him alive.

- Excuse me, could you help me? - I don't work here.

- Good Morning. - Good Morning.

- Can I help you? - I'd like a black...

- Would you prefer that I speak in English? - That would be great, yes.

I'm looking for things like a black tie.

What was I thinking?

I don't know, some things... Black tie, or pants or...

- I think I have what you need. - I was thinking the same thing.

We have to investigate a car.

- But be careful. - Really?

How difficult can it be catch a blind guy?

Jack Perkins was one of the best agents in the agency.

If he doesn't want to collaborate, You will die trying.

- Why doesn't the NSA handle this? - We're keeping this a secret.

- Xavier wasn't after Perkins? - All Eastern European. why?

I just heard a few things.

Perkins buried himself in the shit because of her, wasn't it?

- Is this it, just bring it? - She wants to bring him alive, okay?

So why do they send us to us?

Alive, listen!

- Jack, stay where I can see you. - It's all right...

Now they can look at you!

- Badge. - I have to call my friend.

I already know what I'm going to wear.

Here it is!

- Thanks. - Welcome.

- Did you get what you wanted? - About the clothes, yes, I think.

- And a date for the wedding. - The date for what?

Well? Well done, Dieter. What are you wearing?

- I wear snake skin! - What?

- No. - It's cool.

No, it's attractive, attractive. Not just cool.

- Send me a picture. - Okay, wait a minute.

Let's send a photo. So...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Why not? - Why, no.

- Say you need a black suit. - She says it's very annoying.

Your sister will kill you, and then she will kill me,

if you show up dressed in snakeskin pants...

OK. Thank you, Frank.

Okay, listen, my friend says that this does not work.

I like him but...

Will you help me find just a normal fact?

It's not too expensive...

Sure, I'll look for someone to help you with the fact.

- What are we doing? - We're not doing anything.

- I want to see if they detect us. - Hunting hunters, I like that.

Here's the deal if you want that I take you to the package,

do what I say, when I say, as I say.

- Accordingly? - Accordingly.

Hey!

Footsteps on the sidewalk.

Free.

Jesus Christ!

Tell the maid we had to leave early. We will.

I need you to follow the rules to the letter.

The rules need adjust, Frank.

We must be flexible, as willow branches.

Please. Please, please don't...

The type of bathroom, how was he?

Black, well-built, glasses sun, with a toothpick in the mouth.

I know him. The Merck.

Aspiring spy. He worked for Xavier.

- Xavier? - The one who reached out to me.

The person who betrayed you? The one from the Panama website�?

they go straight to the hideout.

- The location near the river? - The one you always wore.

What's with him fights like the hell!

- Use whatever strength you need. - Understood!

This is what we call exchange cache.

What are you doing?

Done, huh? Who would think to look here?

So, do you understand?

I can't go back. I'm fucked without the disk.

Well, where is it, Jack?

- The disk, please. - I'm sorry, but we don't have it.

Now I'm going to kill you.

Rolf, is it you? Look, he's the conductor.

- Leave him out. - Rolf? You know this guy, Jack?

- Yes, I shot him, in Sudan, once. - In Sudan? That must have been crazy.

Rolf, does anyone at the agency tell you? said I was back?

They called me, with the hypothesis to kill the great J. Perkins.

You couldn't handle the big Jack Perkins.

Do you remember that taxi in Istanbul?

Frank, you should have seen...

This Einstein falls into a trap, with their own types against him.

Hit your brother's head to clean your shoulders.

Kill that piece of blind shit.

Jack, behind you.

Frank!

Phoenix Claw?

Frank, I didn't know you were any good. Attention when I taught this.

10 degrees. A little more, Jack.

How you do that?

- First, listen. - No, not this time.

Second until a blind man sees a bright orange sweater.

The urn was glued to the tomb. She left when Rolf hit her.

what? this!

This is the disk!

You... he put it in the urn. This is a joke.

Joke? Yup. I think we should get out of here? We will.

We are at war with the CIA. And now what are the steps?

War no, that's a little strong. I would say it's a skirmish.

Whatever you want to call, I'm glad when this is over.

Why are you so pessimistic? We have the disk!

- How will that help us? - This proves I'm not the mole!

We retrace the routes of the files and let's find out who �!

I'm a little off! Who sent those clowns?

Someone wants you dead, Jack! You are in danger, more than ever.

That's why we have to deliver this to the right people.

And would they...?

cool. That's what I thought. You have no idea.

What is it?

Shit!

- An M-16? - I don't know!

It could even be an M240. I won't ask.

Frank?

These big utilities are never safe. I always avoid them.

- Alba, I know you're upset. - Why should I be upset?

for being here so long, and now...

And I just got some shirts white and this boring suit.

- Well, at least it looks good on you. - What can I do to make you happy?

- A drink? Or a dinner? - Platinum buttons with diamonds.

- Okay, and then dinner? - No, not dinner, I'm sorry.

- Okay, but I thought... - Do you want the suit?

what? No...yes. Whatever you want.

OK. I'm just a mechanic.

- You're fine. - You too.

No cufflinks. Your sister will be happy. OK?

- It's all right. - I get off work at 8.

Oh shit. Where the hell have you been, Frank?

- Occupied. - I have another job lined up: Toronto.

I still have a pendant.

I have been working on this business 2 months ago...

The customer was very clear.

You should have contacted him 36 hours ago and he still hasn't heard from you.

He has called 4 times today and threatens to cancel the contract.

- What's up with the program, Frank? - Focus, Carla, I need you focused.

Drop what you're doing.

2011 Dodge Charger.

Delta Kilo Eco India 39574.

Wait a second.

The DKE series is restricted. Security level 4.

Could be NSA. CIA.

Frank?

We will. Damn state soldiers.

This way, friend.

- Who were you talking to? - A contact.

Xavier?

It is the only one that exists in who can I trust, Frank.

I have no other options. I can't put this in the mail.

I have to solve this, one way or another.

I'm not hiding nothing, Frank.

If I were corrupt, I would have you left in the cemetery.

- You need me to drive. - I need someone I can trust.

I checked others. I even put one against you...

- The Mustang. - It was good, but not Frank Martin.

I'm flattered, but you're a survivor, you'll be fine.

I don't know, Frank. I believe that I came back to find out.

I liked the idea of ​​a grandson. A child who will not betray me.

It's hard to go back.

Andy Gretz, with a bottle, hits and beats his wife,

and when the police arrive he leaves through the front door, shooting.

runs about 6 meters.

Sam Falstaff? got so paranoid I couldn't even go out on the street.

A pizza guy appears, an Arab kid.

Wrong address, but Sam grabs him.

He fried his balls for 3 days with a battery, until the police arrive.

Now, shuffle a installation in the north of the state.

I want to go home but I don't know if I can.

When I leave the service, I...

I was worried, too. I thought I couldn't go back.

Are you back, Frank? It seems to me that you are still active!

We're gonna do this, Jack. That's the deal.

We saw the Audi at a gas station gasoline in Stamford.

- Couldn't you catch him? - Local police in the area.

And then the driver deceived us and disappeared.

What happened in Connecticut? It was Jack's trading place.

- The Panama asset has given up. - Something isn't right.

Who is the driver? And what's the reason for the ambush at the motel?

If he wants to come back, why? What fights against us?

I don't know, you know how those types are.

I don't want any more bodies.

Well we could have caught him in Stamford.

- But you said to delay. - He has something I want.

It is easy to obtain this whether he dead or alive.

Why are you so anxious to kill him, Smith?

I could do the same to you question.

You know, maybe we should take this to the Director?

And maybe we can deal with it alone.

Everything is fine. What's the plan?

He wants a date.

The conductor is with him!

Of faces with a lot trouble, no?

He was very lucky.

Thanks for the ride, Frank. I'm fine from here.

Is this your plan B? Wait for them to see you?

sometimes we have to wait, and see how the game goes.

You can go, Frank. This is not your fight.

I was always thinking to have a day at the beach.

Now seems like a moment as good as any other.

I paid for a Carrier. And not by a bodyguard.

Well, this one is on the house.

Everything is fine. But not goals the feet by the hands.

I want information from Perkins- He comes to me...

- And just me, do you understand? - Understood.

- Very good. - He won't go any further.

- Jack. - Blanche.

Smith too?

You still use that shit aftershave! What is he doing here?

This is a child thing great. He disappears.

Get out idiot, come on, still I smell you. Get out.

- Hey, Jack. - You have an infiltrator, Blanche.

I know. Give me the disc, Jack.

- Maybe you're the undercover. - I just want to have the safe house.

Everything on this record came from the NSA servers,

but the traitor left a trail.

Look at source codes and you find your traitor.

Give me the disc, Jack.

Smith?

- Catch it, Frank! - I take these guys!

- Need a ride? - What are you doing here?

I got a call from the blind man. Something about a Plan B.

Very good what you did in Philadelphia, by the way.

Get there!

No, not that, he is one of us. is the Smith.

- What happened? - It's complicated.

Smith!

OK my. You got me.

"If you listen, everything stops..."

"...for".

Who is the winner? Who is?

Look forward. OK!

Can you give me a minute?

This blind samurai thing It's harder than it looks.

Combat against space. Do not fight against the man.

All right, Sensei.

- Thanks for bringing him back. - Thank him...

- Come on, he's one of the good ones. - I was afraid you'd say that.

I never liked Smith.

Looked like a rich, horny kid by James Bond, not an agent.

Someone taught you to fight.

Oh no.

I didn't want to say anything. He was never as good as you.

Can you take him home, please? There's someone he needs to see.

- Come on, Jack, on the way. - Stay safe.

You need a clean shirt.

Jack, look at the damn car.

- I wondered where he'd gone. - Too much police action for me.

- Do you have plans for tonight? - I'm going to Canada tomorrow.

- Playing hard? - Who is making it difficult?

I was wanting to do this from Philadelphia.

Sorry I had to run and leave it behind!

- I'll make it up to you. - Yes go.

Do you know a place where we can drink a drink?

Clear. Do you drive?

Seat belt.

Always wanted to be a driver?

I wanted to be an accountant but Fixed schedule was not for me.

- You drive every day, don't you? - And also a little at night.

- I like to drive at night. - I'm sure it is.

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