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Nathan!

- How are you, old friend? - Great thank you.

- You look like death itself. - I often catch a cold early in the morning.

What am I doing here at eight o'clock on a Sunday morning?

If you look at the film, you can see that two days

ago a high-security facility in Odessa was attacked.

20 guards were coldly eliminated. You must recover what was stolen.

And find out who is the seller, who is the buyer...

- And what is it. - So we don't know, sir?

No, that's a mystery.

But the intelligence service says there is a lot of interest in the wrong circles.

And since the price was 10 billion, we can't leave it a mystery.

It was named "Object".

Why not the intelligence service?

Ruse de guerre, Nathan. Unconventional war.

I need a creative, cunning strategist to dismantle this capricious threat.

Delivery of bicycles during rush hour.

Our official agents would drown in bureaucracy and the clock is ticking.

- Who will lead the team? - Usual: Orson Fortune.

My goodness! The man is an administrative nightmare.

He needs private jets for his claustrophobia, vintage wines for

his agoraphobia, and rehab in the Maldives for his cloud phobia!

Yes, but when you allowed part of his costs to go to a mental ward

you created a perfect storm. It is trained to use any system.

And that's why he's exactly the bike courier you're looking for.

- Where is he? - Lots of fun at the rehabilitation stay.

Yes, at your expense, but I can probably pull it off.

- What the hell are you doing here? - Everything is OK?

I don't have a vacation. And you should be 6000 kilometers in that direction.

5000 kilometers in that direction, but it doesn't matter.

- Would you mind if I came in? - Hell yes.

- You won't ask me what I want? - No, because you're leaving now.

It is important.

I'll give it a go. I have a day off and I don't feel like going to work.

Having a genius talent like you has its price.

And don't get me wrong

but as a private contractor you receive a princely salary from the state.

I'll pretend you're not here. Travel home.

I'm going to meet my partner... In a bar.

Your partner, well... I think she's not just your partner.

- We fly home with her in 1st Class. - Were you spying on me?

Yes, you'll have to excuse me, but something rather disgusting was stolen.

How disgusting?

Below the A file you will find the B file or list of bad faith buyers.

Your task is to find out what was stolen.

However, we must prevent it from entering the open market.

- Danger is imminent. - How is it approaching?

Overhanging. Once you're there, it's full speed ahead.

The plane is waiting, BBJ, this year's model.

And your health needs: 82, 96, 2004...

Chew on it and see you in two minutes.

So Orson leads the team.

- And John, the liaison guy? - Unfortunately, no.

- Isn't he the best? - Maybe, but also a bilingual snake.

- Slipped into Mike Hook's team. - Ah, the competitor.

Yeah, and speaking of that: We're not going to compete with Mike here, are we?

The state has more than one security department. Mike has another task.

Excellent, sir.

Good day, Lucinda.

- I was just worried. - I had to change my clothes.

Captain, can we start the engines?

- 82? - Holds its shape.

- Wasn't it my medicine? - Yes.

Thirsty? Are you alone at the party as usual?

- Is this a regular crowd? - No, John was kidnapped.

- By whom? - By whom. Forget it.

No I know John. I believe John, he is prof.

- Does anyone pay better? - Yes.

- If I asked, would I get more? - You can ask... No.

You are above tasteless greed. You are a patriot.

Besides, he doesn't treat anyone as well as you.

By "you" you probably mean yourself.

- Who is my helper? - I have a perfect replacement.

- What is his name? - Sarah Fidel.

Godtnom de guerre. I've never heard of him.

- She's American. - She...

Lucinda, please bring the Haut-Brion 2004.

Because...

I'll have a beer.

I have a great replacement. American. More versatile and creative.

- Sarah Fidel. - Wasn't she at Mike's?

True to his habit, he left her in Beirut. Where I enlisted her.

- More? - Yes, this young man.

JJ Davies. It can handle most things.

Communication, weapons, cars, diving, slapping, fighting, the whole package.

Two versatile helpers. Perfect.

- Y Y? What is he doing here? - He's on the team.

- Good boy, but a bit green, isn't he? - He's been busy since last time.

He is what you might call excited, hungry, eager.

Keep your fingers away from his mouth.

J J. Sir.

Mr. Fortune, this is Miss Fidel.

- Miss Fidel. - Your Highness.

- Will I be dragged with you now? - Unless I have to drag you.

Nothing with peeing. I can't do it anymore.

John had no personality. I liked John.

Call her John if it makes you feel good.

- He was reliable. - Not much.

- He was caught by my old team. - Old team?

Another private contractor used by your government.

- Did you work for Mike? A competitor? - You may hate Mike, but he's good.

What do we know?

A hard drive deal will land soon. We'll find out where he goes with it.

I will follow and report. It plays the right music.

I control the turntables, you control the dance floor.

- I like John. - We will send you a bouquet.

- Do you see something? - I'm about to join.

Do you hear that?

Do you know anything about computers?

Yes, as long as you tell where to turn it on.

Nathan, we've been here for three hours. If it messes up, it's your responsibility.

I believe her.

We have three hours. It must come soon.

- Actually... it's here now. - It was about time.

The hard drive is inside the crocodile. We don't know what's on it.

Orson, remember he is a retired teacher, not a karate master from Mogadishu.

- I stop scaring the life out of him. - We just need to know who the recipient is.

- What am I looking for? - Hat, glasses, crocodile leather briefcase.

You should see him... now.

Now I text: "The car is late." You see him?

I'll send him to Luigi's cafe.

- How do you know it's him? - You dance, I play.

- Jane, he's coming to you. - On the spot.

Go to the second staircase.

- He's passing me now. - Roof.

You're still sitting there. Jane?

Jane?

- So what? - Jane doesn't answer.

- JJ, eyes on stopwatches, hands out of pockets. - Eyes on the stalks, hands completely free.

Marcia, grab him at the counter.

- Confirm that the transmitter is in place. - I am leaving already.

- I smell owls in the swamp. - The same.

Marcia, check that the transmitter is in place.

Marcia, Marcia, Marcia! Check that the transmitter is in place.

- I think we are not the only team. - Not possible. I wanted to know.

Weird. Either there is a wiring error or someone is really skilled.

And it's rarely a connection. Who can do such a thing?

John. John can do something like that.

Team B. Nathan, what the hell are they doing here?

If there's renegade John, there's Mike. Please wait.

- Nathan. - Mike doesn't have another job, does he?

Or does his team just happen to be in Madrid?

If so, it's not for my department.

The state likes to see competition between departments. "Competition breeds competence."

Mike has only two talents: Revealing and sucking.

Orson, confirmed. Mike is here to shadow the crocodile.

Mike is too clumsy for that. They catch him.

We are live again.

JJ, new strategy. Not in, but out. Output F, pliers.

He understood.

- There are two behind you. - Understood.

Say they didn't use stun guns on the girls.

- Yes, stun guns. - Then I'd like some music.

- Countdown. - Three, two, one...

Take a deep breath.

It's heading east. Two men are following him.

Now on the way out.

Thanks.

He walks towards the taxi. 49502. Nathan, you are needed.

- JJ, position? - Go east.

- Señor? Hello, senor. - No, I can't come.

Two more in the car.

- Mr. Hills? - Excuse me, senor?

My heart...

JJ, you drive.

- What's wrong with him? - I do not know.

- He says something about the heath. - Loosen his tie.

- He can't feel the heat. - He has a sick heart.

Two cars behind us.

The hard drive is encrypted, but I can copy it from here.

- They're blocking the way. - They are threatening to kill my wife.

Lock the door, JJ.

There are ten of them. Heavily armed.

Get out of the car!

I need 20 more seconds.

They don't know what I look like.

Take him to the Duchess. Table 12 at 18. Drive my wife!

Fire

three... two...

Wake up!

Done!

We need a shovel.

- Nathan. - Mike. Thanks for knocking.

- Orson. - Mike.

The one that probably belongs to me.

- What did you do to him? - You scared the life out of him.

That's fine, sir.

Mouse number two always gets the cheese.

Take off!

Without the encryption key, we cannot access the hard drive.

So the best option is to deliver the disc and find out who the buyer is.

No one of interest has appeared in the last 40

minutes, so the ones you meet are already there.

Now. It says you're terrible at accents, so shut up.

Baker?

Is it for me?

Have a nice evening.

I have it. And... Ben Harris.

Ben Harris... attorney and advisor to Greg Simmonds.

- Who is Greg Simmonds? - Billionaire and arms dealer.

Selling 9 mm weapons to children and combat helicopters to terrorists.

Impossible to catch.

He only uses Ben Harris for big deals, so that speaks for itself.

Maybe there will be something here. Greg is doing some charity hall in Cannes.

Okay, we're going there too.

- Burning for orphans. - He made a lot of them.

We've caught up a bit, so we're landing in LA in less than four hours.

what?

When I went to bed we were on our way to the south of France.

So can someone explain why we are heading to Los Angeles?

- The power to say no. - What do you have?

Back to move forward. We have to pick up the invite in LA.

- And that is? - Danny Francesco.

Danny Francesco? Movie star?

Before hell! I do the stunts, you film!

So wake up! Get out of the car, Chad!

Greg Simmonds Favorite Movie Star Danny Francesco.

- How does it help us? - Standard bait will not work here.

Greg dreams of it, he can't achieve it.

He can buy anything except Danny Francesco who turned

down $10 million to jump out of his birthday cake.

He is obsessed with famous personalities, but even more so with their partners.

Sarah plays Danny's partner.

A fish that cannot be caught. The power to say no.

And how do we get a movie star to change her mind?

- I think we have something here. - Blackmail?

- Yes, blackmail. - Ruse de guerre...

All right. Further.

I dug up dirt on movie producer Saul Goldstein, so he agreed

to lure Danny to Vegas with the promise of a five-film deal.

But we want to go to Greg's charity hall, so you ask Danny to come with us.

How resourceful. What do we have about Danny Francesco?

He is having an affair with his sister-in-law.

I told you she was good.

I'll fix it.

Shut up then... Swedish?

You are too much, Saul. You are a great producer...

Flock, but excellent. Everyone wants to work with you, including me.

But the Swedish accent, Saul? I'm American!

Hi Natasha. You are not needed today.

- Not? - You know how it is...

I understand, Danny. But you have to do it for our sake.

Our fault? Are you using the majestic plural now?

- You must do it for our good. - Have to?

Not to contradict you, Saul, but I don't have to.

Not to contradict you, Danny, but we all have to do our part.

Excuse me, but aren't you here to serve coffee?

Why do you feel like it's two against one?

- Who are you? - Your new manager.

Sorry, boy. They are in love with me too.

Where are you going, Saul?

I'll let you talk to your new manager. It will be OK. You are a star.

- Saul... Where are you going...? - See you.

You don't dare... Natasha!

Where is Natasha?

Who let him on my plane?

Natasha!

- It's my plane! - Yes, Danny. And it's a nice plane.

But trust me, for two minutes.

- Why? - You are a movie star. Professional.

Imagine that we are rehearsing a skit. Sit down, please.

- Are you a patriot? - I'm not a Republican.

Okay, I'll put it this way:

The world needs you in the biggest role of your life.

The two of us are going to a party.

- Who are you? - Your manager. Charlie Rosewood.

And Vegas is cancelled. We are going to Cannes.

No, you have to get off my plane. Natasha makes sure of that. Natasha?

- What the hell did you do to Natasha? - Please fall down.

You have a sensitive and unpleasant relationship with your sister-in-law.

You probably shouldn't have filmed it.

- I love my sister-in-law. - Yes, it is clearly stated.

Everyone thinks you're a superstar. They contacted us immediately when they found out you were coming.

No, stop it.

- I don't think I can. - Danny, you have to believe in yourself.

- No need to be nervous. - Not? They are murderers.

- We saw you deal with the killers in the movie. - Basically it's the same thing.

What do agents do? They are pretending. And no one is better at it than you.

The best agents are stars, the best actors are movie stars.

- There must be something to it. - You are an actor. He plays.

- A movie star is something completely different. - And that's why they love you so much.

Yes, and then because I said no to the $10 million cake jump.

All right. And while I play my part, what will you two do?

We need to get close to Greg Simmonds and connect to his cell phone.

Okay, I'm ready. Let's roll out.

COLLECTION FOR THE BENEFIT OF WAR ORPHANS

We are on the spot.

All right. Remember: You don't have to buy anything.

I hardly need to remind you

that you spent your entire annual wine budget on the flight.

So put down the wine, focus on Greg's cell phone and find out who the buyer is.

- He understood. Danny, are you all right? - All right? Is this a joke?

- You are a pro, you play yourself. - But I've never played myself...

- You can do it. - Danny.

Item no. 4, set of diamond and sapphire earrings

which went to Jonathan Mendes for $258,000.

He was diagnosed…

- What is the name of the funny cancer? - Is there a funny cancer?

I can't think of it, but something like cancer of the cock, and he...

- Can someone shake my hand? - Pinch you?

I mean, I'm dreaming. It is...?

Is that Danny Francesco? Now I'm a little excited...

- I love Danny Francesco. - Everyone loves Danny Francesco.

I'm a little star struck. It's embarrassing, but I am.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Hi. - Danny, do you like it?

Beautiful.

Expenses due to "mental illness" are one thing, running the ward is another.

What is he doing here? Are you up for it, Benjamin?

Innocent, Mr. Simmonds.

- Was it you two? - Surprise, sir.

How much does an adorable case cost?

Lot number 15, $1.5 million.

Number 15, from the Habsburg collection.

- Do you like it? - That's beautiful. 1.5 million?

Whatever Danny buys, he pays for it himself.

- He likes it. - You don't, Orson...

- I'll take it. - Unfortunately, it is no longer sold.

- It was a shame. - No, because now it's yours.

With regards from Mr. Simmonds. He is a big fan.

Mr. Danny Francis...

- In his own tall person. The legend! - They are too friendly.

No, I'm Greg Simmonds and I'm saying thank you

for all the fun over the years.

It's an incredibly nice gesture, but I can't accept it.

Yes, and there are two reasons for that:

First, you have earned, second, we need to get the money.

Speaking of which, let me introduce... Trent and Arnold.

They're both in the biotech industry, and you'll have to excuse me, but

22 billion, 17 billion. Sorry guys, but it's a fact.

- And they are the sponsors of the evening. - Big fan.

We thank you. Good thing.

We do our best. Orphans, war...

Allow me to introduce... the charming Michaela.

- Excellent pleasure. - The pleasure is mine.

Can I say... Can you say something like that now?

Wow... Wow. Wow.

- Good day. And you are? - Charlie Rosewood.

- Good morning, Charlie. - My manager Charlie Rosewood.

Are you sure?

You don't look like a manager.

- Books and their covers... - Big book, huh?

- He doubled my fortune in three years. - You do not say? Do you have any tips?

- They probably don't need tips. - You just had to know how greedy I am.

We hope you put your pants on tonight.

It can't be deducted, so no. And Danny doesn't like children.

There are actually two war babies tonight and they are deadly annoying.

I don't want to push, but we have a lot of interesting guests...

Emilia, mark it here.

You have to say hello to some of them.

- Mr. Simmonds, I'm quite shy... - It's the least you can do.

Mr. Simmonds just spent 1.5 million on you.

To be fair, I did use them on Michaela.

Shouldn't we have the bar manager conjure up a drink?

You usually ask me that too. But with the pants down...

I guess I didn't hear well. I pretend I didn't hear.

To the bar. You had to wash your mouth with soap.

I grabbed him by the back of the head and said, "Say that one more time and I'll take your throat."

However, I felt a small bump.

Two days later he was diagnosed with testicular cancer.

A year later he won his first Tour de France.

That was good! He is funny. And naughty.

- Yes... - Tell me more.

- How do we get to his phone? - His bodyguard still has it. Find her.

- Task for infantry. - Why can't you do it?

After all, you wanted more tangible tasks. Keep the soil under your nails.

Order something more. It cost me a fortune.

See! It's pure magic. Like, yeah, do some tricks.

- I'll order, then you can powder your nose. - Thank you very much.

It's all about training.

What are you going to do in the meantime, Charlie Rosewood?

The waiter behind you was at the airport in Madrid.

- Nathan, Mike is back. - Focus on Greg, I'll take care of Mike.

You do your thing and I do mine.

Okay, honey.

Bring more. The nasty ones. I prefer them.

This one is good…

Item number 6 from the Delamont collection is a unique blue sapphire ring...

- Where? - It's near his office.

- I know. Where is it? - Straight and then left.

Stay close so I can join.

Good evening, Nathan. Are you in now and breaking everything again?

Mike, nobody likes you. Neither does your wife.

At least that's what she said as she tangled with my chest hair.

One day you will realize that I have more money, more

people and I am better informed. You have no chance.

Where? She whispered that you have a nasty little penis.

And I know how small your brain is. Am I the one who should be worried?

Still operating from your garage?

It's better than having surgery.

We're way ahead of you, Nathan. After overhaul as usual.

You're just messing it up like usual. Stay away.

Great little mic...

- Okay, now what? - Stay there.

Emilia is in the next room. I can connect from here.

Back to the door.

If I back up more, my ass explodes.

- JJ, who is that? - Wait, I'll help Sarah.

- Hurry up. I'm behind him. - Then we are connected.

I can help you?

Hi. I was just admiring the painting.

- Excuse me, who are you? - Michaela.

I'm here with Danny Francesco.

Oh yes. I saw you up there.

Greg told me about the painting and he knows I love art so…

- Curated by Mr. Simmonds Collection. - Oh boy!

- This is actually the real Rhed. - Wow... Rhed with H.

You are in control. It is quite agreed.

- Do you work with art? - No, it's just great interest.

I need a few more minutes. Employ him.

I am fascinated by the philosophical motivations of collectors.

- Are we moving into deep water? - I do not know. Do we?

Vincent Young, former elite soldier. Kicks well, hits even better.

I didn't ask about his life story. The name is enough. Disconnect it.

Good evening sir. Vincent, right?

- Vincent, can I hear Orson? - How can I help?

Relax, Mike can't hear it.

Listen and enjoy, Mike.

Vincent? Vincent!

- Cutting the connection. - Who is Mike?

We can play that game but no

matter what, you have to swim to shore.

Vincent!

Further.

I am interested in the paradox of dualistic drive.

He will try to bribe you.

The only question is whether it will be with a broken

nose or with an intact face and this watch on the wrist.

The canvas should be a portal to an abstract, transcendental life,

which gives the creative expression a kind of intrinsic value.

Mike?

Shit, Orson!

Can you hear me?

What is the paradox?

That there is beauty... in dirt.

- What else do you have? - Good question.

I respect people with high self-preservation.

But there are limits.

Why didn't the clock work?

The most beautiful roses grow in smelly manure.

Am I being analyzed now?

One minute.

But I have no idea if my theory is credible.

Do you have one for me?

Vincent, you get one more chance while your nose is still straight.

Which hand?

Left or right?

It was right. I'll just take my watch.

- Such! - All right. EAST.

The rich like to show off their wealth.

- I go to sleep. - Thank you for the interview.

- What was your name? - Michaela.

- Have a nice evening. - You too.

- What's next for Danny Francesco? - My next movie role?

I will play a mysterious billionaire who makes a

transcendental journey from material genius to spiritual light.

It's almost scary, huh?

You described it yourself. Now I have an idea, Danny.

Why don't you spend some

time with me and find a character?

Charlie?

- Michaela. Did it go well? - Yes. And you?

- Yes. I'll be with you in a moment. - Then I'll save the movie star.

Good luck, Vincent.

Michaela, your partner wants to use me as inspiration for his next film.

So I got an idea. How about a trip to my Turkish villa this weekend?

Then Danny can get some tips.

Monkey after me. Do what I do. What should I do now... What should I do?

- We'll find out soon enough. - Exactly. Could it be something?

I have a few things, but I can probably move around a bit.

You have a lot to do, Michael, but we were talking about the weekend.

- Gregory, how are you? - Well, after all!

I wish you health.

We were waiting to be introduced to Danny Francesco.

Of course. Danny, this is my good friends Aleksander.

Natalya, Big Jev, the always sullen

Katya and the slightly scary Dmitri.

I'm a big fan. Do you mind...?

- Is it time for a selfie? - Take it easy.

- Do it. - Danny?

It will be well. Can you move a little more together?

They are like pirate fish. They pounce on him.

No, we're not done yet.

He'll be a skeleton in no time.

Watch your hands, Dmitri.

Why are you looking at me like that, Greg?

I'm sure you know that.

You know I'm busy.

Yes, and I fully respect that. But if I may flatter myself a little…

Danny is a famous actor and it's impressive

but actors work for someone, right?

And it doesn't look like you have anyone to mess with.

Wait, I'm not done yet. I believe you are... a free spirit.

I really don't know what that means.

- It was my pleasure... - That movie where you were the villain...

Come here.

The world is much, much bigger than you can even imagine.

I will show you.

- Michaela. - Hey, Charlie.

- Need to save a superstar? - Danny, should we...?

Michaela, think about it.

- Your manager will come to your rescue. - Yes, before you tear him to pieces.

- Come with your hand. - No, Danny, stay here!

We love you Danny!

I love you! Just look at the beautiful pictures.

Dmitri, your tongue is sticking out and you're holding his cock.

Well done, Danny.

Yeah, and I think we're going for the weekend with Greggy.

So you have to stop doing that.

I don't know if it was the best or worst experience of my life.

But Danny Francesco being Danny Francesco, that's the way forward.

Congratulations on a successful evening. Debriefing at 07:00.

Excellent.

- Now, Greg... - Now, Aleksander.

With your summer discount, we'll get to $10 billion...

- Then we have a deal. - Fantastic!

Who is the buyer?

I'm not saying that.

I have to protect every link in the chain.

So I'm protecting them, yes, but I'm also protecting you.

So now I tell them you are happy.

Then they will be happy and then we can all be happy together.

- It should be celebrated. - Yes!

Emily! Just have one of those mindless vodkas.

The one with the diamond plug. You will love it.

Are departments not talking to each other? Someone is giving Mike inside information.

Mike doesn't seem to work for this government.

I need more time to find out what state he works in.

Say what you know.

We just found out that Alexander is selling something for $10 billion.

- Greg Simmonds is the go-between. - Who is the buyer?

It's still a mystery, but not for long.

Orson is right.

Greg has a penchant for picking up girlfriends, especially movie stars.

So accept his invitation.

- It's a vulnerable position. - I've tried worse things than Greg.

- Revealed? - It's not easy to get there.

- A movie star is not up to it. - Yes, it does. What about Trent and Arnold?

Biotech billionaires buy a hell of a lot of gold.

Now we know that the Ukrainians are in on it. Greg loves what they sell.

I know where they live, but I can't easily get into their computers.

Possibilities?

Installing the software is the fastest.

- Jailbreak and install via USB? - Yes, it is the most effective.

- It's just you. - I don't belong to pedestrian people?

- No, you're a technical genius. - And you are a hammer?

- If there are problems, I can do it. - No, JJ. I will do it.

- I can penetrate the Ukrainians. - I hope you give dinner first.

So before you enter...

...sexually.

You got through the wall. Great.

It redirects the air conditioning.

And now they sleep like little children and will not wake up yet.

You can go inside.

The door is opening now.

Up the stairs, bedroom on the left.

After installing the program to make it look like a hack.

Take some watches, open the safe and take some money, treasures.

The more you take in, the more believable it looks.

You don't have time to watch TV, honey. Get started.

- Did you find the laptop? - Yes.

Insert the USB and press "Enter".

What they control, I can control even better. We have full access to their computer.

Now everything is sucked out and put back in.

There are two more guards outside. Take the front door.

Great, honey. We will pick you up at the main gate.

Don't move!

No!

- What is it? - Guard dog.

Guard. The dog.

- I'm good with dogs. - Beautiful.

- And your partner? - Taking a nap.

are you done I heard a shot.

- Did someone die? - No, but not because of you.

- What? - You said there is a free lane.

- In the front, yes. - I came out like that.

You usually have 50 meter swimming pools behind the house.

Front, back, right, wrong.

Yes, yes... Shall we?

- J J. - Good morning.

- Sarah said I'm not missing anything. - Pearl.

- So no one saw you? - Yes.

- Yes, no one saw you? - Yes.

- Or yes, have you been seen? - Yes.

Childish.

Do not worry. Enjoy gluten-free rabbit food with lactose intolerance.

I found this on Ukraine's laptop.

A deal appears to be in place. They are linked to a blocked account.

- What do they sell? - We still don't know.

- So it could be the fusing unit. - Greg's phone is active.

- Yes? - You are on speakerphone.

Enjoying the view with Arnold.

Are you back at Disneyland yet? Did you say goodbye there or something?

Pet the horses, you. I looked like candy yesterday.

You should be glad we came. Your friends are quite suspicious.

You are wrong, but they are acquaintances rather than friends.

And yes, we raised quite a lot for the war children.

A bunch of uneducated rich men outdo each other in the name of selfishness and self-aggrandizement.

That was kind of the point, Trent.

When did you become an ardent anti-capitalist?

We are anti-capitalists. Against other capitalists.

- Someone else is calling. Thanks dear. - Then take it.

- What was the purpose of this interview? - We just wanted to check if everything was okay.

This is it. Just remember: The color is yellow, the game is called gold.

And I still love you. We will talk.

- Hello, Qasim. - You can talk?

- I just spoke with Aleksander. - Is everything ready?

It's not easy to get an answer out of him. He is in a bad mood.

He takes great pride in his security, but a thief got in yesterday.

He drugged them and emptied the house of cash and jewelry.

On the way out, he was stopped by Aleksander's bodyguards.

Don't move!

I will shoot!

Don't shoot! Leave me alone. Here are my hands.

Two supervisors hospitalized...

No, not prison! I have kids.

One with a broken nose, three broken ribs...

He calls for his mother.

And two tassel balls.

The other was shot in the leg.

You shot me in the leg!

Don't call mom.

- I need to know such things. - You dropped the sticks. Dry your mouth.

- Should I be worried? - We continue.

I'm waiting for confirmation, but the turkey plane leaves in up to 72 hours.

- Keep me informed, Qasim. - Understood.

- What the hell do they mean by "turkey plane"? - I tracked Qasim's phone.

Ukrainians must have help if they have to enter the country illegally.

- Where does Qasim live? - In Antalya, Turkey.

Quack, quack. Turkey as Iturkey and Turkey borders Ukraine.

- Flight to Turkey. Flying to Turkey. - Isn't that a bit far-fetched?

One might think so, but Qasim Amari is a diplomat and works

for the Turkish government in Antalya. How do I do it?

- Sharp brain. - Do I have a brain? Yes!

Modern woman... What's next?

Then we all go on a turkey plane. We are shadowing Qasim.

Sarah, you go with Danny as planned and find out what Greg is buying.

That explains why Greggy is spending the weekend in Turkey.

It's called when you lose after four moves.

- Stupid food. - It wasn't four moves.

If you can get over the cat pain, have a glass of this.

- What do we know about Qasim, JJ? - Libya with the whole world as a workplace.

He met Greg in the 00s and quickly became his follower.

Since then, he's been dirtying people and getting bodies out of Greg's way.

- Great. Taste it here. - I really don't like wine.

- Is it 2004? - Don't you have anything to do?

- There's wine and then there's wine. - You must not force him.

Congratulations, Dr. Frankenstein. You have created another monster.

You don't pour fish oil into a Ferrari.

Miss Paradox... Do you mean her?

- Hi. Good to see you. - Here they are, my new best friends.

Hoşgeldiniz, as we say in Turkey.

- Thanks for the private jet. - He was just the little one.

- Danny Francesco. - Good to see you.

- I look forward to learning from the master. - I'm not a champion.

Before we do anything else, I have something to show you. Have a drink on the way.

- A Corniche, vintage 75. Beautiful. - Yes, I got it from Elton.

- It looks like the car I drove... - Yes, and do you know why?

- It can not be true. - But is.

Lovingly prepared with your own fists.

No, not my own fists. It's gas. But it's delicious, isn't it?

So ham!

- I drove that car. - Yes darling.

And he did his own stunts. Is that right, Danny?

- Do you still know them? - I'm a little out of practice, but yes.

We will do it! After lunch, okay?

I'll probably skip it, but have fun.

After lunch, Michaela, a hot stone massage awaits you from Suki and Sasha.

And they have complete control over women's geography. Not even, Emilia?

- Yes. - It sounds nice.

- He looks nervous. - I am not.

- You even have a support gun! - It's not a prop anymore, so...

You think you bought it... I really wanted it.

How would you like it?

Of all the cars I've driven in movies, this is the only one I would own.

- Did you want it? - Yes.

- Did you want it? - Yes.

- Did you dream about it? - I sighed.

You know what? It's yours. Come, let's have lunch.

- What? - It's yours.

Come!

- All right! - Do you like kebabs?

- What's in the bag? - Nothing.

Are you walking around with an empty bag?

- You hacked Margaux, didn't you? - Chopped and chopped...

- You won't leave half a bottle behind. - So you're a dog lover?

- Do you know what it costs? - He has no idea.

Room keys.

Shall we meet here in an hour? We have to shade the Libyans.

- That's my key. - Yes, because you took the best room.

- Maybe I already changed them. - Forget it. You're not that cunning.

Think I'm sitting in a car with an actor!

- Is the back still bulletproof? - Yes, it's a good selling point.

How did you change when you went from being a millionaire to a billionaire?

Interesting question. And now I should say that money will not make you happy.

But you know what, Danny? Certainly yes.

Today I am happier and a better person.

Now I'm worried. About the world, about war children...

You don't seem like someone who cares.

And you don't strike me as someone who drives like a pig.

Well, so is it?

Calm down, Danny Francesco! You drive me into my dreams!

Alt i orden, Michaela?

Yes! Wait, huge place.

And how beautiful this one is. "Mimar Sinan."

- Are you looking for your room? - Yes!

- My room is... so. - No, the other one.

- Of course. - Down there, right and then left.

The massage was fantastic. Join us next time.

- Transportation. - Yes. He understood. See you.

- Qasim moves. - Shall we go after him?

Not yet.

He probably just needs coffee.

- Hello Hello. How does he do it? - Mike?

- Never mind, he's here now. - That's Mike, right?

Where does he get his information from?

- Ground control. - Can you hear me, Major Tom?

Loud and clear.

- How are u? - Loop monitor...

They have a ridiculous firewall that took a minute to penetrate.

Done.

He must have finished the paper. Qasim drives and Mike follows.

- Are we going after them? - We'll leave that to Mike.

- I bet on the newspaper. - Okay, boss. Would you like some ice cream?

- Then I'm there. - All right.

- What is he buying? - Hold on.

Here is the file from Qasim. It uses RSA encryption.

- Disappointment. - What?

Greg is in trouble. Not a big deal, just a deal.

- You can't be mean. Think of something. - Greg buys a stolen AK-47.

- Very funny. Now be serious. - I'm serious.

We were wrong. See for yourself.

Hello Hello. We've seen him before.

- We can...? - I'll buy ice cream, you pick up the car.

That won't fit, Sarah. All the fuss about 30 million guns?

They are too big players.

It can be a clever diversionary maneuver. Enough to suspect, but not to believe.

He understood, but there was nothing to connect him to the Object.

Damn it. Well, hurry up and go away.

I'll see if I can find something we can use against him the next good time.

Hurry up.

- Orson, are you there? - What?

Come home. We were wrong.

- It's not an Object. They sell guns. - Go back to bed. I'll deal with it.

Sarah showed me the evidence. We are done.

I do not think. Our friend Ben Harris is back.

If Greg called Ben, it's not about guns.

Shadow him but no contact. I tell Sarah we will continue.

- Do you see me, JJ? - I got you here, boss.

- Shall we marry him? - Not. The cat follows the mouse.

- Can you reach his phone? - Yes, if you are close.

I can connect through your phone, but it goes faster if it's in use.

Get close enough to raise suspicion. Then he activates it.

Are we in the shadows?

Bad smell.

I blocked the text message.

Then I go. I blocked his call.

No service.

- Take care of it. - Yes.

- Are you lost? - Thanks. Can you help me?

- I'm looking for a port. - The road.

I just blocked another text.

We are exposed. He recognized you.

It was strange...

According to the map, it is so.

It's not like that.

Unbelievable. They are absolutely right. Thanks.

Take him. He runs away.

If he goes too far, I can't block his phone. After him.

It's in the building on the left.

Ten meters in front of you.

- It's on two wheels. Say something. - 15 meters and then to the right.

- Left or right? - On the left. I'm going to lose him in a moment.

- JJ, say something. - He stopped. It's right in front of you.

- He slipped away. Stairs? - Transportation.

Good day.

Excuse me, would you like to take a picture of me with the view?

- It's just stairs. Come. - Next time you can be in charge of hunting!

May I see?

Great. Bring your phone and I'll take one for you.

It's still there.

- There is no one here. - Yes, you are standing right over his phone.

- Oh no... Why did you do that? - Wait, I'm already here.

60 meters below me is a sprawled corpse. That's Harris.

Take the phone, the newspaper... And put the body in the car.

- It's not Ben Harris. - What do you mean?

This is Ben Harris.

- Is it in the back? - Yes.

Nathan, can you confirm that?

The file Sarah took from Greg's computer is the

hard drive's encryption key, so it's an Object.

- So what is it? - A completely new form of programmable AI.

We hoped it was still on the way

but apparently it's ready to ride.

It can hack all systems including other AI programs.

- For what purpose? - Anything.

It could trigger a nuclear attack and turn suspicion on someone else.

It can take over and control anything controlled by a computer.

And we still don't know what they will use it for.

But we can confirm that Aleksander is selling the

Object with Greg Simmonds as broker for $10 billion.

- Confirmed. - What now?

- When will the transaction take place? - Tomorrow at 09:00.

According to the newspaper and data from his phone.

Ben Harris was to be picked up in the lobby of the Amara Hotel by Aleksander's representative.

Then they had to transfer the compounded amount.

But it needs a 15-digit code from Greg

so unfortunately we still need Ben Harris.

- Too bad he died. - Childish.

- Can we make me Ben Harris? - Overworked.

They don't know what he looks like. He made sure not to show himself to people.

Mr. Harris? A green wagon G is parked outside. My people are watching you.

- I will complete the transaction myself. - But you have to talk to Greg on the phone.

Nice to meet you. Your phone, please.

- Something else? - Not.

- Do you allow? - Of course.

- I can't make you sound like him. - Don't we know someone who can?

The thing is, Danny and Michaela, it's something I inherited.

My father could too. It can be a toy, a pair of shoes...

He put his hand on it, closed his eyes and said the price. "14.99."

- So it's right. - Just talk. I have to turn on the water.

You know the way, right?

Yes, around Mimar Sinan and to the right of Timur.

- She's funny. - Fantastic.

You are lucky. Down with age. Look here...

Then you say, "Relax, steak!" There is peace now.

Sarah, Ben Harris has sadly passed away. A few hours ago.

Orson made him jump off a very tall building.

- Can you make him sound like Harris? - Do you have recordings of his voice?

- Send them to me and I'll fix it. - How?

The vocoder works in real time. Okay, we have AI.

One last thing: Can you confirm that you have access to Aleksander's computer?

Confirmed.

Prepare. There is water in the door pocket.

- So far so good. - All right. Keep in touch, JJ.

You have to occupy yourself for an hour because I have to make a call.

- I could take a nap. - Then I'll go along.

New plan: Danny, you make the call.

Then I'll take a nap and Michaela, you can come with me.

They drive off-road. I'm parking.

He is quite bright. It is deeply impressive.

And he absolutely loves you.

- If you are not interested, I am. - Here you go.

- What do you do? - Orson should sound like Greg's lawyer.

Why?

Ben Harris is dead and we need him alive.

- When? And who killed him? - You don't have to worry about that.

Better worry about when we will be exposed.

I know you're enjoying your billionaire romance.

But no more than 20 minutes pass before Greg's guards shoot us.

- What should I do? - Prepare for the next scene.

- Which is? - Escape.

Well yes. I can do that well. Action.

- I'll see you in the garage. - OK honey.

They will come soon.

Connected.

- Sergey. - Chef.

On the spot.

Mr. Harris, I presume?

- Pleasure. - You too.

Such...

Authenticated by your people. Here is the Object.

I need to use my phone.

- Yes, Benjamin. - Mr. Simmonds. We have a connection.

- All right. - It looks good.

15-digit code.

Can I be alone for a moment?

- Emilia... - What's going on?

Looks like someone broke in.

- Waiting to be online. - I'm waiting.

I've been trying to do it all day.

It's like someone broke in there.

- Who hacked? - It's from here.

Ready for 15 digit code.

He's coming here.

Unfreeze sex, the...

Harris is now transferring.

- Update. - Onto.

Give it here...

- Show me where. - The signal dances around

tilde, eight, five

... nine, small b like buns...

five, six

five, five, come on

... and capital C for Clitoris.

Such.

Tail on 11.

Show Greg's office. I know Greg is there. Why is it empty?

- You got it? - Yes. The transaction has been completed.

Okay, Ben. Hurry home and don't talk to strangers.

Review all incoming and outgoing communications for the past 24 hours.

- He doesn't like you. - That's the guard from the house.

- I have him on cereal. - Payment is confirmed.

- 10 billion. Confirmed. - Confirmed.

- Mazel rope! - Confirmed.

Hestehalen files a complaint.

- Well, mr. Harris. - Stop!

That's not Ben Harris!

Helicopters!

- Shoot him! - Y Y?

- Sarah, update. - I'm canceling the confirmation.

- What happens? - Confirmed!

JJ, find out who they are.

- Give me a minute. - 30 seconds!

- I don't understand... - What don't you understand?

They are gone.

- Don't say it's Mike. - Understood. Then I'll leave it at that.

- Who is it? - I can't say that.

Write! You must stop now!

- I have Orson under control. - Put the gun away. And bring it on.

- Is that you in the helicopter, Mike? - You sound upset, Orson.

Don't think about me. I feel brilliant.

Did your engine stop?

Take it easy. I'm giving a bus ticket home.

We're taking it over now.

Come...

Who are you?

Who are you, Michaela?

How did you do it?

This between the two of us...

It's powerful.

Do you know what the Turks call it? I'm screaming. It means spark.

And they say the gods get angry if you turn it off.

But I'll turn it off anyway, Michaela. Danny is my friend and I respect him.

It's the right thing to do. Sorry if I disappoint you.

That's all right. See you at dinner.

Find all the survivors. Tie them up, defeat them and bring them here.

I will fly out as soon as possible.

Orson, you know why I'm here. Don't make it worse than it already is.

I want my reward.

Then get your ass down here after him.

- I have people for such things. - At a safe distance as usual?

- You're a coward, Mike. - Yatom, take the folder.

Here you go. But you don't take it. I give it to you.

What is it?

- He has a gun. - Just calm down.

Ah, selfies! All right!

What happens?

- They have entered a secure server. - So it's not quite safe, is it?

Unfortunately, it gets even worse. There was a completely different person on the phone.

- Ready for 15 digit code. - It's Ben.

Ready for 15 digit code.

Stop Danny Francesco and whoever the hell they are. Now!

After that car. Get them back.

- Is running? - Yes, we have.

Check the folder.

- You have a folder, so why are we on our knees? - You're not much anymore.

Orson, something bad is happening.

- It looks good. - Well!

The mood has changed. Mike just executed a Ukrainian.

- We have what we must have. Connors? - Yes, boss.

Kill Orson.

- They will kill you. - Then shoot them first.

I'm not only good with dogs.

Great.

- There's a helicopter with a dead pilot. - He's coming.

- Nathan? Greg's guards are watching us. - Then do something about it.

The rear is bulletproof but cannot be controlled.

- Do you have it under control? - It's been a while since the last...

I feel forward. It's just a helicopter.

Feeling forward...

Can you step on the gas a little?

- What are you going to do with it? - Shoot them, Danny.

I can help with that.

No more bullets.

- Nathan, are you there? - Yes.

Your friend Mike has reappeared but switched sides.

He executed the Ukrainians and took the AI. I chase him in a helicopter.

- Did the others escape unscathed? - Don't think about them. They follow.

The road is closed!

They were exposed. Greg's guards are after them. You just have to grab the folder.

- Find out where they are. - Two minutes southwest of us.

They drive into the tunnel.

- Can you handle the rockets? - How hard can it be?

F as a chore, R as a rocket.

This doesn't look good!

Who knows.

- R must stand for backward. - I understand that much now, JJ.

We have to hope there is room in the helicopter.

Knighton confirmed that Mike was acting on his own.

- What a surprise... - You have to find him.

- DIY. We're going to see Greg. - We can?

- Are you going? - We can? I can not.

Danny, calm down. JJ will take care of you.

- So I guess Greg doesn't want to see you. - Yes, he really wants to see me.

Sarah has had enough of him to be locked up forever.

I'll find something for the next good time.

So Greg works for us now.

JJ, tell Greg we're making an offer he can't refuse.

- As you wish, boss. - Can't we drop me off first?

- Calm down, Danny. Greg loves you. - Sit down, Danny!

If you're wondering if I feel like a bit

of an idiot then the answer is yes. I do.

- Is it humiliating, Emilia? - Yes.

- Do we think we can come up with something? - Yes.

I will not belittle your great plan, Orson Fortune.

Sexy name.

Aren't you a little crazy about him? Fake Michaela...

I'm still crazy about you.

Using him, a celebrity, as a Trojan horse was amazing.

Your competitor Mike is almost as great.

He arrives pretending to be a law enforcement officer

and cuts your fireworks and probably my commission.

- You can keep your commission, Gregory. - Really?

Yes. You can keep your commission, your reputation, your freedom…

Because you dedicate your commission to what you are most passionate about: Children of War.

Oh... Do I?

- Who's the buyer, Greg? - I never betray my buyers, Orson.

- Emilia, say it. - Do you remember Trent and Arnold?

Let me introduce...Trent and Arnold.

- Biotech billionaires? - Exactly.

Right now they are using your precious programmable AI or

Object as you call it along with a fleet of satellites.

We enjoy the view.

The goal is to destroy the world banking system.

So that's why they're buying up 40 billion worth of gold while they cover their tracks.

Namely Orson. When they are done, the only sensible means of payment is gold.

- You lead us there. - Yes, and they'll probably let me in.

Because I have something they can't ignore, comprehensive insurance.

But I'm not sure about you.

Trent and Arnold hire a nasty private army.

That will be my concern.

Can I just say something?

I would do anything to see you in action.

Danny...

How can I say no to that?

Well... What will they use the Object for?

The subject... will be a financial nuclear bomb.

It will destroy the world banking system. Maybe only for a few minutes,

but it will be enough to undermine confidence in conventional markets.

Gold will be as always

to be the only trusted currency. The value explodes.

Anarchy will occur before a new world order is established.

Well, Nathan... Now is the time for your man to prove his worth.

Everyone leaves the room.

- Anita. - Yes sir. Knighton.

Call the Prime Minister.

Then the bird is in the air. Soon we will have eyes.

And Greg and Danny came.

I give you my word. Strategy?

Blitzkrieg. Strike before they can perceive anything.

I like it.

- I've got you covered. There are blind spots. - That's why we have a bird, JJ.

JJ... Shoot hard.

Just calm down.

- How are u? - All right.

- Nervous? - Not.

Do you remember your lines? You only have two.

- Did you get it with the light? - Yes.

And one more thing, Danny. Away with the sunglasses.

And we're back.

There are four guards near the pagoda. I block their communication.

Blocked.

I'll take the two on the right.

Hi boys.

How many serious mines.

Danny, you remember those two, right? Trent and Arnold. And one of you…

You're Mike, right?

Good job Mike. A bit cheeky as a civil servant, but what's done is done.

Moving forward.

Two more ahead of you. I'll pick it up at one.

The purpose of our visit is... Danny?

You never paid Mr. Simmonds commission.

We paid you for delivery, but you didn't.

- Mike did it. You do not. - Isn't it a bit thin?

I was not paid for the delivery, but for the delivery. I did, didn't I, Danny?

- Left through the hedge. - Two on the bridge.

Free way.

- Do we really have to listen to this? - Yes, and here's why:

I don't want to sound patronizing because I'm not.

But you three, one, two, three, you're a bit of a newbie, aren't you?

And there's a reason why no one, and I mean

- nor Mr. Hussein, Mr. - Gaddafi or Mr. Escobar...

And now I'm not talking about the most famous ones.

They have never refused to pay me.

Can you see me?

- I'll just find you... - In a Can-Am.

Behind me I can probably see an abandoned hotel from the 60s.

It needs to be demolished. It can be handled with 15-20 kilos of explosives. Is that so Mike?

Communication still interrupted. Next, two guards.

But you could also do it with... Light, thanks Danny.

And the AGM-65 Maverick missile.

Similar to what you see in three, two, one...

What has happened?

Now let's try again. In three, two, one...

Wait, wait... More to come.

That was probably all.

Danny, are you turning it on?

What do you want to show with this example, Mr. Simmonds?

I'm trying to show, Mike, how little you

really know about the new world you're in.

Naturally, I have arranged some form of insurance. The paper, Danny.

On the left is a list of names and addresses

of people I think are near and dear to you.

Take the freight elevator one floor down.

It's inside. The second phase.

And on the right you can see the exact time that these people…

- How do you say that, Danny? - Uh... Does it pop up?

It wasn't very pretty, but it's not that

far because I'm sure in five minutes...

And five minutes is all you have because the countdown has begun.

And the only thing that can stop it

a call from my manager

if my money was transferred to my account.

So now it's just in your hands.

Danny, let's have a drink. Arrived.

Goodbye guys.

- We'd better give him money. - Mike, that's my mother! Jean!

- I've never seen anything so impressive. - It is correct?

Transfer money now. Right now!

- He's bluffing. - The explosions were no bluff!

Why do you think he is called the ruthless black angel of death?

He's bluffing.

That's easy to say. Was anyone on your list?

You can forget about your commission, Mike.

Such a few crazy IT freaks. I'll fix it.

Back! It's your solutions that got us on the list.

I don't want to hear your opinion, Mike! So back with you, dammit!

I go to sleep.

I go to sleep.

Relax everyone.

- Mike is upset. How are you, Orson? - I live and work.

Greg and the movie star are gone. It's getting worse.

- Chris, how far are you? - In progress. 30 seconds.

Now they are transferring money. A billion for war children.

- It will be fine. - Didn't you see what happened?

I am now in their system and can move their money.

I'm better than them and you don't need them anymore.

The arms dealer was your idea, so don't try to push it on me.

Bombs were exploding outside. Are you just going to ignore it?

- Can I go in? - Hard to say. I don't see any movement.

What a mess.

I found the folder, JJ.

Just checking.

It looks good.

Orson, behind you. In three, two, one...

No, Mike.

Let it go.

Orson, I need the damn folder!

If you want it that bad, Mike, go ahead.

- What's in your folder? - Our salary.

- Is it Nathan and his army? - That's not Nathan.

It's Knighton's special forces, late as usual.

- Nathan needed something important. - Of course.

The plane is here. He is in Doha for a new incident.

No panic, he said. All your medical needs are on board.

- Did you bring a corkscrew? - I can be your corkscrew, baby.

Of course. Move a little, we're going on vacation.

I assume you are satisfied with your efforts?

How can we be satisfied with the salary you pay?

Good news. Don't let it get to your head because of your success.

I have a new task for you. And this time it's good money.

- I do not care. I'm going on vacation. Here. - Where are we going, honey?

It doesn't matter as long as it's hot, expensive and he pays.

- We are flying by plane. - Just do it. Free play is available.

Enjoy the snow or the beach... I give as long as you are back within 36 hours.

- Two weeks. - Orson!

- I'm not good at skiing. - I just want to get drunk.

- Okay then, 48 hours! - Ten days.

- You're killing me! 96 hours! - One week.

We need the jewelry and watches you stole from the Ukrainians.

Their government wants them back.

Late. I sold them and invested the money. Now we are in the film industry.

See you next Tuesday.

Wait... Orson!

The film industry?

I hope it has nothing to do with Danny Francesco and Greg Simmonds!

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