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(Quiet suspenseful music)

(Charlie) Listen to me, Elliot.

Listen now.

Don't let this destroy you.

If you feel you're slipping, talk to me.

Promise.

(Distant siren blares)

(Gentle dramatic music)

It's not over yet.

We sent a message,

but now is the time we're the most vulnerable.

(Phone vibrates)

Do you know how much we have lost?

Product, men, weapons?

They can be replaced.

With whose money, Koba? Yours?

Sean Wallace and those fucking Kurds

have blown holes in our entire operations.

We don't know even yet where are all the wounds,

never mind how to stop the bleeding.

And the power, respect,

how much of all that

has Sean Wallace wrenched from us?

Don't worry about Sean Wallace.

I shouldn't have to. That's your job.

You need to direct your anger away from me.

This happened on your watch.

I'm supposed to know some kid

the Investors thought they killed is planning to attack us.

Hm. How do I see this? I'm clairvoyant?!

You don't have to be clairvoyant.

You just need to do your job.

You lost focus, Koba, and you were hit.

And you know the worst part?

You don't even know what hit you.

You forget who you are speaking to.

You forget who you are working for.

I heard from the Investors.

Kill Sean Wallace, or they'll kill you.

You did well last night.

The gangs are hurt. Koba's hurt.

Which means the Investors are hurt too.

So what now?

You make the Investors quietly disappear?

No. The higher-ups want this win on the books.

It goes through the system.

And you think Elliot will uphold his side of the deal?

They're getting out today. New country, new life.

Fine. Then this is goodbye.

(Door handle clunks)

Relax. There's no sniper in the window.

But this isn't goodbye.

We want the Wallaces back on top.

But you don't get free rein.

Okay, so who's holding the reins? You?

We all answer to someone.

(Dramatic music)

(Lock clunks)

- (Charlie) Elliot. - You ready?

Oh, Dad, you're not even packed yet. Come on!

You called half an hour ago.

I don't move as fast as I used to, do I?

You're moving in a blur, son. Flight's not till 12:30.

Look, you just finish this.

I'm going to the bathroom. Be done before I get back out.

(Toilet flushes)

(Dramatic music)

(Pop music playing)

(Indistinct chatter)

Is this us now, Luan?

Broken. Hiding...

Be patient. It's not forever.

We just need time -

for you to get better and to figure out the next move.

(Video game bleeps)

(Doorbell rings)

- Can I help you with something? - Where's Luan?

I, uh... I never heard of him.

You've heard of him and you've heard of me. Now where the fuck is he?

- Put it down, Luan. - Put yours down first.

Don't do this.

Luan, we're here out of friendship.

(Coughing)

The city's at war.

Last night wasn't an act of aggression.

It was strategic. Our enemies now fear us

and our friends now know there's another option.

You don't have any friends.

You don't want Koba running this city just as much as me.

Join me. Together we'll finish him.

You don't know who this man is, do you?

No one has the balls to go against Koba.

Ed Dumani did, but God knows if he's alive or not.

You underestimate me. And yourself.

- Together... - Together what?

Don't fuck with him. You cannot beat him.

He'll keep coming back and coming back

until you and your brother

and your mother are all dead.

(Discordant music)

That's who he is.

We're done here.

(Clears throat)

Let's go.

- (Video game gunfire) - Alexa, volume down.

- Marian. - Shannon.

Something's happened to your father.

You and Danny need to get out now.

Go somewhere safe.

Danny, switch that thing off and get dressed now.

Mum.

Now.

(Door clunks opens)

I thought soup would be best. No need to chew, huh?

It's lentil spinach.

It's not spicy. It won't hurt your gums.

Come on, Ed. Huh?

I won't lie to you, Ed.

You will die in this room.

But not yet.

You're a font of knowledge.

So, I'm going to ask you questions

and you're going to answer, keeping in mind,

the moment I feel you no longer provide valuable information,

it's over.

And it won't be fast.

And I won't stop at the one Dumani.

(Dramatic music)

(Bones crack)

(Sighs)

Tell me about Sean Wallace.

What are his strengths, his weaknesses?

What does he love? What does he hate?

What does he want to be?

(Sighs)

His father.

To which question?

All of them.

(Quiet dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

Hello?

Yeah, listen, I'll call you back.

Elliot, if Koba had my dad, where would he be?

Shannon, listen, if your dad's made an enemy of Koba...

he's not holding him anywhere.

Sorry, Shannon.

He's not dead, Elliot.

He can't be.

I can't lose them both.

If he had my dad... where would he be?

(Music builds)

(Charlie) Driving, then?

(Paper rustles)

(Music quietens)

(Charlie) What's this?

That... That's your new passport and driving licence.

We need to get rid of your old one before we get to the airport.

Ezra Fox?

And I'm your son, Miles. Actually, you should say it.

"I'm Ezra Fox and this is my son, Miles."

Go on.

Come on.

Say it.

What have you done, Elliot?

What have you done?

You want me to give up my name, my home.

You've gotta level with me.

Now.

I kill people, Dad.

They make me do it.

I have to. Or they'll kill you.

They'll kill both of us.

No... No.

You promised.

I know.

What am I supposed to do?

(Charlie) Jesus Christ.

Let's get on that plane, put this fucking place behind us

and land as new men.

I'm Ezra Fox and you're my son, Miles.

Right?

(Music builds)

(Elliot) Listen, Dad, there's something I need to do

before we get on the plane.

There's a man called Joseph Singer who will approach you.

Don't worry, he knows who you are.

If I don't make it back in time... give this to him

and he will make sure that you're on that flight.

Elliot, no.

You've got to get out of here. Let's just get on that plane.

It's just this last thing, Dad.

Give this to Singer

and I swear to you we're out of here.

(Dramatic music)

(Music fades)

We lost eight men last night.

Nobody's feeling it more than me.

But now it's time for everyone to step up.

You understand me?

Now get back out there.

(Murmurs)

I know you got my back.

I want you to help me lead these men.

Will you stand with me?

Condolences.

Condolences.

You.

You're the girl who delivered Sean Wallace's message?

Come with me.

(Doorbell buzzes)

I'm here to speak to Sean Wallace.

So when does he want to meet?

30 minutes.

Sean, it's a trap.

Koba said you can choose the place.

Somewhere neutral. A restaurant. Public.

But just the two of you.

I send the address and you've both got 30 minutes to get there.

No weapons. Hands on the table.

He sees any of your friends and it's over.

War again.

(Quiet dramatic music)

Pass me your phone.

Sean.

(Types message)

(Sean sniffs)

You must hate me.

After the things you've seen me do.

I bet you'd like to kill me, wouldn't you?

Yes, I would.

You can go.

(Dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

Hello?

(Miss Kane) You shouldn't have done that, Elliott.

I would advise you to return your father within the hour.

If you let us down, we will kill him.

And then we'll kill you.

(Music grows louder)

(Banging)

Torpedo.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Bosses sent me.

Huh? No one told me about that.

Must be above your pay grade.

There's a hard drive.

They wanna know if it got burned up in the blast.

You gonna help me look for it?

Shh!

Where's Ed Dumani?

I knew Koba shouldn't have trusted you.

Do you wanna die for Koba? He doesn't give a fuck about you.

Day after Sean's attack, he's got you doing clean-up.

You're nothing to him.

Now, tell me, where is Ed Dumani?

Superstar, fuck you.

(Grunts)

Shh.

Shh, shh. Shh.

(Grunts)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Whispering) Ed.

(Grunts)

(Metallic clang)

(Groaning and grunting)

(Muffled screams)

(Groans)

(Muffled cries)

Ed.

(Indistinct chatter)

Stop! Get down!

On your knees.

(Dramatic music)

Tie yourself.

(Grunts)

(Discordant music)

(Fast-paced dramatic music)

(Pop music playing)

- (Bell rings) - (Children's laughter)

(Bell rings)

(Clears throat)

Interesting venue.

(Chuckles)

I'm... I'm tempted to read into what it means

why you choose here.

And what have you come up with?

Husbands, wives, kids. Birthday parties.

Regular life.

Yeah.

It's something you long for, yes?

What, nine to five? Middle management?

There's no shame in seeking normality, Sean.

Or I just chose this place

because I figured a Georgian assassin

would stick out like a beacon here.

Ha!

(Chuckles)

Yeah.

(Sighs)

What do you want, Sean?

What was mine.

- What was taken from me. - No. Um, Sean...

What do you want?

What can I get you?

I'll get another water. Thank you.

I'll have, uh... Ooh...

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm...

Chicken skewers.

So, really, this time,

what do you want?

Everything.

(Background music fades)

So do I.

(Quiet, low-pitched drone)

I'm the future.

(Sighs)

No, Koba.

You're just a cog in a corporate machine,

beneath faceless owners

who wouldn't piss down your throat if your lungs were on fire.

You're like everybody else in this room.

Middle management.

You didn't even come here with a deal, did you?

(Short burst of dramatic music)

You've been buying time

while your men are lining up outside.

Am I just gonna get up, go for a walk?

(Imitates explosion)

(Pop music in background resumes)

So, what do you have up your sleeve?

A deal.

Really?

Okay. So, what's your offer?

I know how to take down the Investors.

I know how to destroy them.

You've got the gangs.

Put those two together, we'd own the entire city.

(Banging on door)

Jesus. Get him inside!

(Groans)

We need to get you to a doctor.

No. I'm fine.

(Shannon) Where you going?

Elliot, where you going?

You coming back?

Dad. Dad. Fuck!

(Indistinct voice over tannoy)

Charlie.

I believe you have something for me.

(Burst of dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

(Ringing tone)

Good.

Elliot will be here in a few minutes.

You can hand me the package now.

I told you, not before my boy gets here.

(Scanner beeps)

(Screams)

(Music tempo slows)

(Burst of dramatic music)

(Charlie) Listen to me, Elliot.

Listen now.

Don't let this destroy you.

If you feel you're slipping...

talk to me.

Promise.

(Creaking)

(Gasps)

Elliot.

What's going on?

Well...

you murdered my father...

you soulless fucking bitch.

I've had no report that anything has happened to your father.

Here's your report! Here!

I was there. I saw it.

My daughter's in the house. Let's go somewhere else and talk.

You sent people to kill my dad, and now you want to talk about it?

Listen to me. I don't make the decisions.

I don't give the orders. I just pass them on.

I'm just like you. I don't want to be a part of it.

But I have no choice.

(Grunts and groans)

(Neighing)

(Eerie droning)

Is Elliot dead?

No. He wasn't there. Just Singer and the father.

Okay.

(Sean) Every address, every transaction,

their identities, locations and connections.

The Investors are so fucked.

The city belongs to us now.

(Dramatic music)

Let's go.