All language subtitles for Phoenix

[percussive, dramatic music]

[water rippling]

[glass clinking]

[dramatic music]

♪ I am gasoline and matches

♪ I turn everything to ashes

♪ I am gasoline and matches

♪ I turn everything to ashes

♪ I'm burning, I'm burning

♪ I'm learning, yes, I'm learning ♪

♪ I give kerosene divorces

♪ I light angel wings with torches ♪

♪ That's right

♪ I give kerosene divorces

♪ I light angel wings with torches ♪

♪ I'm burning, I'm burning

♪ I'm learning, yes, I'm learning ♪

[car engine roaring]

[gravel crunching]

[Sergeant] All right, guys.

So you're gonna parry the jab.

Boom.

Get underneath the cross,

make sure your hips are lower than his,

and then take it down.

Apply pressure, [tapping out] secure the lock.

Next.

Right here, you're gonna go ahead.

Block, get under.

My armpit literally are connecting like this.

And then, you take the spot over.

Step over.

Put your bootie back.

[tapping hard] Where's the pressure?

-Where's the pressure? -On my elbow, sergeant!

All right, next.

So this is the legendary Fiona "Phoenix" Grant?

Sergeant Grant to you, fool.

A girl in charge of combat training?

Why don't you test her?

[Big Lug] Come on now.

I'd crush her, and then I'd get court-martialed.

I have rank on you,

and I state right here, right now, these eight witnesses:

what happens on my mat, stays on my mat.

[Black Eye] It's true.

Try me.

[gravel crunching]

All right, then.

[dramatic instrumental music]

This is for equal rights.

-[Fiona screaming] -[punch thudding]

-[Troops] “And equal lefts!” -[troops laughing]

[chain clinking]

[gunshots firing]

[air whooshing]

[man screaming]

[punches thudding]

[punches and grunting]

[Goat] Don't kill him, you stupid motherfucker!

[wrist snapping] [gun firing]

Don't fucking shoot!

This asshole broke my jaw.

I don't give a damn,

that bullet will go through both of us!

I'll shoot him in the head then.

[Goat] Stop!

Boss told you stupid motherfuckers to leave him be.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music continues]

[suspenseful music]

So this is your idea of one on one?

Everett, I apologize, but this night was inevitable.

It was.

I was operating under a modicum of mutual respect,

which is why I showed up solo, willingly.

[knife slashing]

[body thudding]

I told you, keep him unharmed.

I was just holding him.

We could keep going back and forth,

killing each other's men,

but if I can save a few people from harm's way

by killing you tonight, that's what I'm gonna do.

Your daughter will be so proud of you.

I didn't come here to talk.

I barely broke a sweat,

dispatching these ass-clowns of yours.

You needed a tougher crew if you're going up against me.

Now, shut up and let's fight.

[punch thudding]

Nice.

[punches thudding]

[metal rod clanging]

[gunshot firing]

[skull crack]

No!

Why?

Brother, I'm sorry.

I'm sure you could've made a comeback and taken him out,

but there's only one boss of the Vasiliiv Crime Syndicate,

and that's you.

I can't risk your life over some...beef.

This man deserves respect, not a bullet.

Please forgive me, boss.

Then, handle it.

Goat, dispose the rest of the bodies

in the deep blue sea the usual way.

[Kiril] Our boy Everett here,

it's gonna be a little bit more complicated.

I'll return the car to the lawyer

with his body shrink-wrapped in the trunk with his gun.

Then, I'll have the reconstructive team to come in

and make it look like he committed suicide.

[Maxim laughing]

Clever.

[gravel crunching]

[lighter clanking]

[keyboard keys clicking]

[car door banging]

[gravel crunching]

[troop knocking]

Enter.

[door opens]

[Voss] Sergeant Grant reports to the commanding general.

Good afternoon, General.

Sergeant Grant reporting as ordered.

Have a seat.

Major Voss, dismissed.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant, I got news from your Aunt Grace.

There's no easy way to say this.

Your father's deceased.

I'm sorry.

[General Shakleton] Can I get you a drink?

How?

What happened?

It was reported as a suicide.

I can't believe it.

No, there's no way.

My father took many risks in his line of work,

so I always feared this day might come.

But after all I've been through,

there's no way he would kill himself.

He wouldn't break my heart...again.

You're scheduled to depart in the first C-140

in the morning, 0500.

You'll transfer to a commercial flight,

and we'll get you to Miami.

[Sgt. Grant] Please, sir.

Allow me to stay until at least

after our contractors and their families have evac'd.

Negative.

I've already signed the paperwork

for your emergency family leave.

But sir...

A little break will be good for you.

Go home to your aunt, sort out your father's estate.

Fiona, it's time to go home.

That's a direct order.

It's been an absolute honor

to serve under your command, sir.

[Gen. Shakleton] Well, now, hell, the honor is mine.

We've been through three tours together.

Your work ethic,

your grit is nothing less than extraordinary.

Hell, if I was gonna have a daughter,

I'd want her to be just like you,

with one notable exception.

What's that, sir?

That huge chip on your shoulder.

This chip on my shoulder has kept me alive.

But it was you, sir.

You showed me how to fight for myself.

Sometimes you have to be strong in order to be safe.

If there's anything else I can do, please advise.

There is one thing, sir.

[Grant] Can you find out what my father was into

that might've gotten him killed,

and any intel on who was responsible?

Of course.

[Grant] Thank you, sir.

You've been like a second father to me all these years,

and the ideal that I strive towards.

[dramatic music]

Godspeed, Fiona.

[dramatic music]

[ominous music]

[bag thudding]

[birds chirping]

[seagulls squawking]

[dramatic music]

[water lapping]

[keys clanging]

[water lapping]

[suspenseful music]

Is this what you want?

Come on.

I love this one.

[Scavenger] Like it?

Come, come.

This is the one I warned you about.

Cost of doing business.

Feed them to the fish.

But boss, we still have the deputy port authority on ice.

I'll deal with them later.

It's time-sensitive.

I'll take care of it.

This is the piece of shit

who took over for the last port authority,

who had a terrible boating accident.

[Muffled Man] Get me out of here!

Help, please!

Shut the fuck up!

From now on,

I assume all my cargo will go

through the port unmolested.

Correct?

Yes.

Yeah, please!

Let's keep him on ice a little bit longer.

[Muffled Man] Oh, believe me, please!

[Muffled Man] Oh help! Somebody. Oh!

[dramatic music]

Fiona, you look like a phoenix.

Baby, I'll be back before Christmas.

I promise.

I love my girls.

Behave!

[boat engine whirring]

[boat engine roaring]

[ominous music]

Hey, baby.

See, mom?

It's Christmas Eve and Dad still hasn't shown or called.

But I love you so much.

Dad is always going off to who-knows-where.

Don't ever underestimate what a father is capable

of doing to feed his family.

-You smell that? -Smell?

Mom, the cookies are burning.

Oh, my god!

That's my cookies!

[air whooshing]

[dramatic music]

[gentle spa music]

This motherfucker!

I kill you!

Just relax.

Let's help you relax.

[Aunt Grace Voiceover] Dearest Fiona,

I'm so sorry to hear about your father's passing.

I figured eventually you would end up back here.

Please, meet with me.

I've tried to reach you for so many years.

I know your life has been difficult since your mother,

my sister, died, but I love you.

We're still family, and there are things,

both personal and financial, to discuss.

I really wanna see you.

Please call me.

Love, always.

[police sirens wailing]

[man squealing]

You're wanna take me down?

[flame whooshing]

You deserve it.

[man screaming]

Looks like you just gotta impeached, you motherfucker.

That will teach you to keep my name

out of your fucking mouth.

[screaming continues]

[dramatic music]

Fiona!

[Aunt] Listen, I have something I wanna talk to you about.

I believe your father was murdered.

There's no chance that he committed suicide.

The lawyer had power of attorney,

so they just did a hasty burial

before they could do a proper autopsy.

A shady lawyer, par for the course.

Your father dealt with a lot of important

and dangerous people,

but I need you to know that he was on the right side.

What do you know about these guys?

You better let the police handle it.

Yeah?

How'd that work out for me last time?

Got them.

Mom!

Not bad.

They're burnt.

Okay, let's put on some Christmas music,

have milk and cookies.

But they're burnt.

Okay, I will scrape off the top.

It's delicious inside.

Come on, baby!

Sometimes it's just you and me against the world.

Okay.

♪ Fill your heart with love

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh

I love you.

I love you, mom.

[suspenseful music]

Mom, I hear dad!

He's home.

Daddy?

Dad?

[Fiona gasping]

[Fiona screaming]

[Catalina] No!

No, please, no!

[Catalina screaming]

This time, I'm gonna handle things myself.

I understand.

Thank you.

This is the attorney, Penn Sebastianelli.

He wants to talk to you about your father's will.

Now, I know the motor home and the boat are already

under your name, but there's still a lot more things.

The only thing I want from this guy is answers.

How about some new clothes?

[Fiona] You mean that aren't military-issue?

I'm okay, Aunt Grace.

I can buy my own clothes.

I'm not a teenager anymore.

Please let me take you out shopping,

like we used to do when you were a little girl.

If not for you, then do it for me.

I miss you.

I miss our family.

All right, let's do it.

Hmm.

Yes.

I'm thinking more of this.

You could use this as a disguise.

Oh, it looks beautiful.

This is the one.

Ms. Grant, Mr. Sebastianelli is expecting you.

My name is Penn Sebastianelli.

I'm here to make sure that you get everything

that your father left for you, okay?

That all there,

that is his last will and testament and keys.

Keys?

What are these?

The keys to his car.

And on the other side of that business card,

there's an address.

That is his house, now yours, to do as you see fit.

And the car is located down in our underground parking.

You can't miss it.

It's bright orange.

Actually, the real reason I'm here is for you

to tell me who killed my father.

You were his lawyer, so you should know most, right?

It was-- it was a suicide.

Don't give me that bullshit!

Talk before I make you.

Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

[suspenseful music]

[knife chinking]

Let's play a game, shall we?

You know what, sweetheart?

I'm not into playing games.

I think you should go.

-Let me show you the door. -Neither am I.

Squeal motherfucker before I gut you like a pig!

Okay, okay!

Stop, stop!

I mean, he was some guy, same shit.

Knife to my fucking throat.

Some crime family.

He was called Syndicate.

And dude, if he finds out I told you,

he's gonna fucking kill me.

I'll kill you first, and I'm right here.

So you choose.

Okay, okay, okay.

He told me that if anybody comes by for the car,

that I should call him and let him know

that they came by for the car.

Perfect.

Make the call.

I'll wait.

Where's your phone?

You wanna, you wanna call him?

Make the call.

[water rippling]

[cellphone ringing]

Talk.

[Penn] Yeah, hey, it's Penn.

The eagle has landed.

The e-eagle has landed.

Speak fucking English.

Fiona, his fucking daughter's here.

Everett's daughter?

Yes, it's her, his daughter, Fiona, yeah.

[Vasiliiv] Fuck!

If he doesn't find me first, where can I find him?

You know, he's at...

Address?

Okay, he's at a club.

It's the main club.

He's always at this one club.

It's Club Maximus.

Address?

[stammering] I fucking, I don't know!

I don't know, I don't know.

I told you, it's Club Maximus in South Beach.

And if I have to come back, trust me,

it's not gonna be pleasant for you.

No, no, no.

If you're gonna go to Club Maximus,

you better wear something nice,

else you won't get past the door.

[stationery clanging]

Ew, bitch.

[Everett Grant] Please, brother, please.

You gotta help me find these fucking scumbags

that killed my wife.

Intel takes money and time.

You know that.

You know I'm broke, but you also know I'm good for it, man.

Whatever it is, I'll get it.

[Grant] Name the amount!

I need my revenge.

Ah, ah, ah.

You're drunk.

And remember who you're fucking with.

I'm a hired gun, a soldier of fortune.

Remember that.

Sorry, brother.

But what they say in Saigon: no money, no honey.

I'll give you the fucking money.

Do you hear me?

And then, I'm killing every one of these fucking scumbags!

Call me when you got it.

[dramatic music]

[car engine roaring]

[car skidding]

[dramatic music]

[car engine roaring]

[car door slamming]

[birds chirping]

Hands up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Who the fuck are you?

[Man] Sit.

Fiona?

Uh, yeah, that's my name.

I asked you yours.

Of course.

My name is Artimis.

Sorry, I didn't recognize you from your picture.

You were, uh...

Younger?

Yes, but your father talked about you all the time.

So what the fuck are you doing in his house?

I was your father's right-hand man at Torch Security.

He hired me to be your bodyguard in case you ever came back.

I don't need a bodyguard, so you are dismissed.

He was very adamant about it, but...

No buts.

Fiona, I'm truly sorry about your father.

Is there anything I can do to help?

No, thank you.

You sure about that?

As I said, your services are no longer required.

I'll just get my things, if that's okay.

[dramatic music]

[door closes]

[bike engine roaring]

[Everett Voiceover] Dear Fiona.

If you're reading this,

it means something bad has happened to me.

Just know that I love you eternally,

and I'm sorry for all the situations I've put you

and your mother in.

I thought I was fighting for the family,

but I took too many risks

and I put you and your mother in harm's way.

And for that, I can never be forgiven.

But just know that I've built my life around trying

to help people with my security firm

and help those less fortunate.

And I never wanted to be broke again,

so I put a little nest egg together.

And everything I have; the house, the cars,

everything goes to you.

I know you were never much into material things,

but you can do with it what you wish.

[dramatic music]

[air whooshing]

Talk to Artimis.

He'll give you more information.

He's a good kid.

I love you.

Be safe.

I'm sorry.

[suspenseful music]

[upbeat music]

[hairdryer whirring]

[upbeat music]

[dramatic music]

Thank you, sergeant.

[car engine roaring]

[cellphone ringing]

Sergeant Grant?

Yes, general?

I have the information you requested.

You still want it,

or have you made peace with the loss of your father?

No, sir, I can't let it go.

[Gen. Shakleton] All right.

Your father and his firm, Torch Securities,

were protecting businesses in South Florida

from being extorted by The Syndicate,

which is being run

by a Russian crime boss named Maxim Vasiliiv.

Six-foot-four, former elite Spetsnaz.

And these guys, they're in everything:

drugs, human trafficking.

And his right-hand man's name is Kirill.

Copy.

I'm actually right outside their club, as you speak.

Do you need backup?

No, sir.

I got this.

Fiona, by all accounts,

your father and his firm saved

and protected hundreds from The Syndicate.

There is no doubt that The Syndicate was

behind your father's death,

as well as sex trafficking thousands of innocent women.

Your quest is just, but be careful.

Thank you, sir, but I'm gonna be vicious instead.

[suspenseful music]

♪ You can get it, You can get it ♪

♪ You can get it, You can get it ♪

[Guard] You can go.

I'm here to see your boss.

We're closed right now,

but I'm sure he's gonna be happy to see you.

I'm sure he will be.

♪ You can get it

♪ You can get it

[Man] Sorry, love, we're closed.

-[fist thudding] -[man grunting]

Hey, we're closed.

We need backup!

We need backup!

It's Fiona, Everett's daughter, right there.

Let me take her.

Not yet.

[knife clanging]

No guns.

See you soon, motherfuckers!

Fucking bitch.

[glass shattering]

[man screaming]

[man screaming]

Perfection.

[door slamming]

[crowd gasping]

Wanna go?

Let's go, let's go.

I'm good, I'm good.

Send our best men.

You got it, boss.

Bring her back to me.

Alive?

Beat her down and leave something left.

[car engine whirring]

Boss, let me go in there and kill her.

No.

[gunshot firing]

[gunshot firing]

[gunshot firing]

[water splashing]

If they're not out by now, they're all dead.

The boss told me not to kill you, but I'm tempted.

[gunshot firing]

Tell me everything you know about Syndicate, motherfucker.

Please don't kill me.

Sorry I was a bitch earlier.

I get it.

You don't know who to trust.

I still know who to trust, myself, alone.

Please don't kill me.

I'll tell you everything you wanna know.

Just don't kill me.

The Syndicate owns an exotic car dealership on Biscayne.

The people hired by Kirill get fucking destroyed by a girl.

If I was in charge of security,

this wouldn't have happened.

I'm gonna get you out of the pool,

but I'm gonna shoot your ass if you try any bullshit.

What she did commands respect.

She used herself as bait and ambushed our men.

She reminds me of her father.

[suspenseful music]

[bottles clinking]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot firing]

[gunshots firing]

[man screaming]

[gunshots firing]

No, hold on.

You all right?

I will be.

You need a doctor?

No, no, I've gotta get out of here.

Thank you for saving my life.

Kirill fucked up.

Now, you're head of my security.

Thanks, boss.

I won't let you down.

We'll see.

Prove it to me.

[dramatic music]

Are you for real, bitch?

Take that fucking bitch out. [man screaming]

Okay, all right, let's go.

[Scavenger] Hit it, hit it.

Fucking bitch!

Is that what you are?

[dramatic music]

[car engine whirring]

[motorbike purring]

Let's talk over lunch.

No, thank you.

You don't have a choice.

This is a Mexican standoff.

Not really in the mood for Mexican,

but I haven't had stone-crabs in a while.

Follow me.

[car engine roaring]

[suspenseful music]

After you, young lady.

[Fiona] Oh, no, no.

After you, old bastard.

[upbeat rock music]

Champagne now.

Only the best for lady, please.

No, thank you.

Don't try to impress me.

It's impossible.

Thank you.

Your father was very proud of your service.

You know, I'm ex-military too.

Why do you wanna talk?

You know how this has to end.

I'm impressed.

I wonder what may be possible between us?

[Fiona scoffing]

Absolutely nothing.

[Vasiliiv laughs]

All right, then,

just give back the $7 million your father stolen from me

and you can live.

What the hell are you talking about? [Maxim chuckling]

You don't know?

I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth.

You know what has to happen between us.

So get ready.

I have a gift for you, a peace offering.

I don't accept gifts from strange men.

Ew, that is tacky as fuck.

I would never wear something like that.

No, thank you.

How about I show you a trick instead?

[cutlery clanging]

I'll be seeing you when the time's right.

[suspenseful music]

This hard bitch won't quit.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing yet.

Boss, don't you think it's time to stop playing

with your food?

[flame whooshing]

We need new troops.

Fresh fucking meat!

You've got it.

[car exploding]

Fuck.

I will break her neck with my fucking bare hands.

[tense music]

So you know there's no turning back now?

You can't go back to the mobile home,

and you sure as hell can't go back to your father's place.

So please just take my advice

and let me take you to the safest,

most fortified place I know of.

Little Torch Key.

[Artemis] Yeah, how'd you know about that

We used to take family road trips down the Florida Keys.

My dad always said one day he'd own a compound down there.

[Artemis] He did.

Your father has quite the arsenal,

and he has enough stuff down there to set booby traps.

That's where he used to train all his security teams.

All right, ditch the bike and let's go.

So you don't wanna ride together?

Get in the car.

[dramatic music]

[punches thudding]

[speaking in foreign language]

Let's hit a shark drill.

Feed the rope.

[man screaming]

[Coach] Oh, put him out.

I demand better competition.

[water rippling]

[gentle music]

[seagulls chirping]

[water splashing]

[metal clanging]

[Fiona] Whoa, whoa!

Just me, just me.

I thought so, but you never know.

Just coffee.

For me?

Yes.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Not bad.

I thought this was blood, but it's just paint.

Looks like it to me.

What's so special about that?

My dad and I used to make fun of modern art,

especially Jackson Pollock.

We used to say it doesn't really take much talent

to just pour paint into criss-cross lines.

But man, it sure was fun.

[dramatic music]

Kirill, where the hell is she?

Boss, I got cheese all over the fucking streets,

but none of these rats are biting.

Nobody knows anything.

What about the fucking cops on the fucking payroll?

Zip.

These guys ain't fucking telling me shit.

What do you want me to do?

Fuck!

I'll take care of it, boss.

No!

[gunshots firing]

These guys are all ex-cops.

They did time for excessive force.

They can't be hired back in blue,

so they came to the black side.

I don't like cops.

[Leo] I don't trust them either,

but they're expendable fodder for the machine.

Bring them.

[Leo] I'll give them the coordinates

at the last possible time.

These brothers are bare knuckle boxers.

They're the kings of the streets.

This redneck is a gator killer.

Great with knives.

Good.

[suspenseful music]

[Young Fiona Voiceover] See mom? It's Christmas Eve

and dad still hasn't shown or called.

Dad is always going off to who-knows-where.

Daddy?

Dad?

[Fiona screaming]

No, no!

[Fiona screaming]

[police sirens wailing]

[dramatic music]

-[Fiona screaming] -[glass shattering]

What the hell happened?

You all right?

Nothing really.

It's self-imposed.

What?

You know me, looking like a rock star, tearing up my room.

It's a damn good thing you own the place,

or else you'd be the one getting the bill.

I own this too?

Your father left you everything.

Wow.

Well,

thanks for checking on me.

Of course.

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[cigar sizzling]

So my dad never mentioned anything

about who he was possibly meeting up with the night

that he was killed?

No, your father was acting strange all last week.

But I assumed he was meeting with Maxim.

Torch Security protects a lot of the businesses

that The Syndicate tries to squeeze

from payments every month.

So naturally, there were adversaries.

And where were you that night?

He ditched me.

And I knew something was up in the days leading up

to that meeting with Maxim.

Your dad was making all these plans,

just in case you came home.

I regret not coming back sooner.

I mean, my dad and I kept in touch throughout the years,

but it was just so painful for both of us.

I'm back to avenge my father,

and in a way, my mother too.

These traffickers and drug dealers, they deserve to die.

Yeah.

After this, I'm planning on

living a simple and peaceful life.

What about you?

You gonna go back to the military?

Assuming we both make it out of here alive

and don't wind up in jail, I don't really know.

I've been running away for so long that,

you know, what's the point now?

How did you end up there?

After I ran away, I bounced from place to place,

lived on the streets, women's shelters.

I even went back to live with my dad from time to time.

On my 18th birthday, I joined the military

to blow shit up and dull the pain,

but ultimately, to find purpose, I guess.

In Afghanistan, I was never afraid.

Kind of had a death wish really.

Didn't wanna kill myself or anything.

I was just so numb to it all

that I could withstand anything.

And even though I didn't really agree

with the politics of us being over there,

killing the bad guys while trying

to keep civilians safe was good enough to get me through it.

But what about you?

Now that you don't have to sit around

and wait to babysit me anymore, what are you gonna do?

Honestly, I have no idea.

It's been almost a decade of service to your father,

took me under his wing, trained me, mentored me.

I guess he saw I was a lost soul.

We did a lot of good together, saved a lot of lives,

even in hostage situations.

He was a brave man.

He loved you very much.

I know.

I loved him so much too.

Life is so fucked up sometimes.

So what's the story about this missing $7 million?

[Artemis] Rumor has it on one of your father's runs down

to South America,

your father ended up stealing some money from the cartel

in order to hire a mercenary to avenge your mother,

and of course, what happened to you.

[dynamite exploding]

He ended up dumping the drugs in the ocean.

Only, later, he found out they were bound for Maximus.

So, his beef has been years in the making.

It was supposed to be settled that final night,

but he got shot and killed instead.

If my dad did take that money,

do you have any idea where it would be?

[Artimis] Check behind your painting.

There's a safe.

No idea what the password is though.

Thank you for being here with me.

Of course.

It means a lot.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

[suspenseful music]

Maxim.

Yeah, hey, listen.

I found the land deed amongst the properties

that Fiona is set to inherit.

So?

Well, it's her most likely present location.

Little Torch Key, mile marker 29.

I'll see you there.

I'm a lawyer, not a gangster.

Now it's time to stop talking and to get dirty.

Please don't do this to me, please.

I see you in two hours, or I kill you myself.

-Maxim, no, no, no! -[phone beeps]

Fuck.

Send the hit team.

One million bounty for her head, alive.

Oh!

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

[dramatic music]

Motherfucker.

[police siren wailing]

Oh, fuck me!

What the fuck?

[police siren wailing]

Yeah, I fucking see you.

Fuck you.

All right, fucking relax, asshole.

I'm pulling over.

Sir, step out of the vehicle with your hands up.

All right, all right.

Do you know who the fuck I am?

I don't give a damn who you are.

Step out of the vehicle, now.

Slow.

Keep your hands up.

[Penn laughing]

What's up, brother?

Take it easy.

What's up?

No, it's cool man.

I voted for Obama.

That's 10 years ago, honky.

I'm gonna show you my card.

Put your hands against the car.

You about to get shot in this motherfucker.

Hey, don't do it.

[Penn] Fuck.

Ow!

Yeah, you gonna remember this shit, boy.

Easy bro.

My fucking salary pays your taxes.

You're fucking gonna get fired,

you Damon-Wayans-looking motherfucker.

[cellphone ringing]

[General] Sergeant Grant.

General?

I just thought you should know I've been briefed

on your activities.

Forgive me, sir. I'm just...

You need not say more.

I know what you're doing, and why and to who.

Quite frankly, I'm proud of you.

You trained me well, sir.

The reason for my call is as follows.

Be advised.

We've had your father's lawyer, Penn Sebastianelli,

under surveillance for some time now

in connection with my new program.

The son of a bitch has relayed coordinates

to your present location to Maxim Vasiliiev.

Copy, sir.

I've been expecting that.

Additionally, there are several teams

of hit squads heading to the Florida Keys.

Do you want me to send a team to take them out?

This is my fight, sir.

I can handle them.

Let them through.

Copy.

I won't second-guess you, Sergeant.

And Fiona?

[Fiona] Yes, sir?

Make them pay.

[upbeat music]

[intense music]

[intense music]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

Grace, you are so lucky!

You almost went down for a dirt nap.

Burt, I need your help.

Fiona's in danger.

Look, I'll pay whatever you ask,

but we need to get Little Torch Key as soon as possible.

Killers are on the way.

They're gonna get her.

No, they're not.

[gravel crunching]

Wow, does it fly?

I think so.

How much do I owe you?

Zero.

I saw the pain Fiona's father endured through the years

and this time it's not about money.

I'm going with you.

No.

I'm going with you.

[dramatic music]

[gunshots firing]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[grunting]

[neck snapping]

[car engine roaring]

[car screeching]

[water whooshing]

[dramatic music]

[gunshots firing]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots firing]

[helicopter buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

[man screaming]

[dramatic music]

[gunshots firing]

[dramatic music]

They call you Phoenix,

but tonight you burn in the ashes!

You first motherfucker!

[gunshots firing]

[dramatic music]

[Maxim screaming]

[flames crackling]

Are you okay?

I'm taking you to the hospital now.

Come on.

Hold me.

[bar exploding]

[fire crackling]

[dramatic music]

[keys beeping]

Too easy.

Holy shit!

[motorbike roaring]

[dramatic music]

[motorbike roaring]

I love you, Dad. And Mom.

I'm just sorry I...

I can't say it in person.

[dramatic music]

[door slamming]

[General Shakleton] Sergeant Grant!

Sir!

Or should I call you “Phoenix”?

I do not regret my actions,

and I will face the consequences, sir.

And you will, just not in the courts.

Sir?

I'll tell you on the way.

On the way where?

[General] Oh, that's top--

Well, you know.

So what's the assignment, sir?

It's a futuristic, high-tech program called

Project A-3-0-5-C,

to combat international human trafficking.

The new HQ is on a private island.

I'm in.

Then, I'm gonna rename it.

Project Phoenix.

[upbeat music]

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ It's a long, hard road when you don't know where to go ♪

♪ You gotta find a way

♪ And you will survive

♪ It's a cold, hard fight ♪

♪ Never think of giving up

♪ You've gotta fight the fear

♪ When you've had enough

♪ I will survive, I'll win this fight ♪

♪ I'm getting stronger each day ♪

♪ I'll win the fight, I'll do what's right ♪

♪ Nothing can get in my way

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ And I will survive

♪ There's a red hot rain

♪ It's burning in my soul

♪ I gotta find a way to push on through, yeah ♪

♪ When life's pulling me down

♪ Oh, I'll get up again

♪ You can't keep me down

♪ I'm gonna give it all I got, oh ♪

♪ I will survive, I'll win this fight ♪

♪ I'm getting stronger each day ♪

♪ I'll win the fight, I'll do what's right ♪

♪ Nothing can get in my way

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ And I will survive

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ 'Cause I am strong

♪ I am strong

♪ And I will survive

[upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music continues]

[music stops]