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- Oh shit.

- What will you do after this?

- There are no plans.

- Good day.

We're having lunch with the Rousseaus.

- WHO?

- The French couple.

We met them yesterday.

- Oh, great.

-What story should we tell them?

-You invited them.

- How about the history of OCD?

This one is fun.

We haven't used it for a while.

- Alright. (cocking)

But this time, it's you who has OCD.

You're better at it

- Why was I angry with you?

- Uh, I think it works better when you don't say it.

-Hmm.

Come here.

I need help with my necklace.

- We couldn't make these things smaller, huh?

- It would be nice to have lunch with another couple,

Like normal people.

-That's us, normal people.

-Hmm.

Do you feel good?

- Yeah.

Yes, I just had that dream again.

- Oh.

Prague?

-Hmm.

- That was a fair fight.

- You shot me, idiot.

-How do I look?

-As if you need to go back to bed.

- Joe is one of those men who can't understand.

How could anyone be mad at him.

- She was probably just sick of my shit.

-It was, it was.

I was sick of their shit and decided

that it was time for him to go.

- Mmmm.

- Then he takes all my clothes and throws them on my bed.

he throws my suitcase at me

- You're making me sound irrational.

- Please.

-So, my favorite part of this story.

- Lara has... - Joe has OCD.

- [Roland] Oh... (Bridgette gasps)

- I have OCD. - That's a problem.

-Yes, just a little bit.

- Mild OCD. - Correct.

- [Joe] Yes.

- You are slightly obsessive compulsive.

- Oh my God. - Mm hm.

- I can see it a little.

- When you're packing your bags, everything...

It has to bend in exactly the right direction.

I mean, one wrong fold,

and you have to start the whole process again.

- I like clean lines. - I know you like them.

- Yeah.

- So he took you, what?

Four hours to fold all your clothes?

And in the end we were very exhausted.

- Yes, we were. - We just reconciled.

- We reconcile.

I mean, after she admitted she was overreacting.

-I was very tired and I just wanted

go to bed, actually.

- Oh.

- So where are you from originally?

- I grew up everywhere.

- I actually grew up in Brazil.

- Oh.

- My mother is Brazilian. - That?

- Yes, I swear.

So, you're from Brazil and you're from?

- American.

- Well.

So how did they meet?

- Joe actually came to San Paulo for business.

- Mmmm.

- And he didn't know anything about the culture.

He introduced himself to me in Spanish.

- Oh.

- (laughs) He said he screwed up.

in Portuguese. - That's how it is.

- [Roland] Oh, yeah.

- So, it seems that they were destined to meet.

Destiny is an old French word, right?

Yes, yes.

I've never heard of that.

- Yes. - Roland, how is your leg?

- Yes, I'm afraid it's a sprain.

Pretty painful, but...

- A mild strain.

Don't be dramatic

- But at least I don't have to go.

on this little walk through the forest.

- Roland hates nature.

- I prefer not to interact with it, right?

(airplane engine hum) (soft music)

- Well, you know, Bridgette, you should come with us.

- [Bridgette] Yes?

-It's a wonderful idea.

- Yeah.

-It would be lovely.

- [Lara] Yes. - Yes.

Thank you.

- [Lara] Leave it at home.

- Baby, don't be funny. - I'll order room service.

(wind whistle)

- You should get ready. Bridgette will be here soon.

Are you still looking for that plane?

Whoever he is, he's not here for us.

It wouldn't be so obvious.

- Good.

I guess I'll stay here

and pretend I have OCD all day.

-Sorry, it was too easy.

I saw your expression

When I invited Brigitte to come with us.

- Oh.

Oh, you mean Destiny?

She's great.

The best.

- Okay, I'll take that answer at face value.

- "Destination.

"It's a French word."

- I'll be right back.

-Brazil, huh?

Lara, how are you there?

- So it's not us, it's a local problem,

but I'm on hold so I can't go on the tour.

- Okay, okay, we're leaving tomorrow.

- But then Bridgette would have to go alone.

- Oh, you mean you can't go, not that we can't go?

- You should still go on the tour.

-This is not a vacation.

You are working on a goal.

- Honey, it's both.

- Huh.

- Okay, okay, I'm leaving.

I'm leaving (sighs).

- I don't want to bother. - Oh, no, no,

You are not imposing.

Joe is really looking forward to it.

- Oh really? - And I'm sure.

I'll feel better after taking a short nap.

- Ready? - Yeah.

- Good. - Alright.

- Oh. - Mwah.

- Yes, thanks.

- Put on your gloves. Bye bye.

- [Poppy] After World War II ended,

Sobchak returned from exile

to live the rest of his days in the land of his ancestors.

It was in this modest house

who wrote his most famous works,

including "Worthy Adversary."

- [Pilot] No, no!

- [Poppy] Over here.

-I didn't know there was an airport near here.

-There is no.

- Is that hail?

-Lara?

Lara?

That's close to them, right?

The smoke and...

- I don't know.

- Bridgette, you should go back to the resort.

It's not safe

- No, I'm a doctor.

I can help.

- Please come back.

- [Bridgette] What's wrong?

- What the hell?

- [Bridgette] What the fuck?

They were shot.

- Hello everyone, go back to the resort, okay?

-Yes, it's a good idea.

I'll wait for the police.

- Come, I'll take you to the resort.

- Joe, who did that?

Where is the person who did that?

- Yeah.

-Look- -Just be careful.

-What are these brands?

What's that? - Oh shit.

- He's a professional.

- Profession what?

- (gasps) It's working.

That's good?

Good?

- Yes, for me it is not (grunts).

(music fades) (birds singing)

(door knocks)

- Oh, hello Joe.

Where did you find this place?

What was this, a fucking Toys"R"Us or something?

- Shit. - What do you have?

- [Kirby] We just picked up a float.

- Well.

- [Joe] It's okay, just be careful.

- [Bridgette] What are these marks?

- [Joe] He's a professional.

-Yes, and he is one of ours.

And he's been missing for five years.

-Who is the Frenchman?

- Ah, she is not a rival.

- Where are they?

- Poland.

We just picked that up from a CESSNA radio.

It's a DEA plane.

- Did anyone from the DEA contact us?

- No. His voice is not

I will match anything in your database.

Do you want me to send it to you?

- Fuck no!

Get me the DEA file on CESSNA

and get me a list of the nearest referees, okay?

- Copy.

- What are you doing?

-He may have swallowed it.

- What did he swallow?

-Whatever killed him.

- No, Joe! (knife strike)

(anticipatory music)

(music continues)

(meat sloshing)

- Come on.

Come on.

Return to the complex.

- But I... - Hey,

The shooter is still here at large.

Go.

Come on.

- [Bridgette] What is that?

- Flight pickup.

-Look, there they are.

- [Roland] Do you see them?

- No.

But everything must be fine,

Otherwise they would be running.

- Yes, you say it, but you don't sound very convincing.

- Very good, we have five referees in the region.

- Well.

Who is older?

- (exhales) Chester.

-Who else?

-Chester.

-I don't want to talk about Chester, okay?

Chester is messy.

- Well, there are less than two hours left.

-Let me tell you a story.

Archibald? -Yes.

- The boy with the tape,

Five years ago he went to Warsaw, routine work.

Nothing exotic.

They shoot him, they kidnap him,

It never resurfaces, it never registers again.

So what do we do?

We classify him as out of the office indefinitely.

As we always do and boom!, it's back.

- Do you think it's possible that he joined Alarum?

- Keep your mouth closed.

-We were waiting for the police.

-There is no need for the police.

What happened here?

-We were on Sobchak's tour when the plane crashed,

They came to see if they needed any help.

- And they did it?

-They were dead when we got here.

- You're quiet.

Why would an attractive woman like you?

Did you go into the woods looking for a place to crash?

You must be a nurse.

-I also speak French.

But I know you understand me.

You seemed upset when I said you were a nurse.

and not a doctor.

Do you speak French too?

- No. The French say it's destiny.

- Ah, you're American.

- Yeah.

- Did you drink anything?

- No.

- Don't you think I'll shoot you too?

- Oh no, I think you're going to shoot me.

First they will check the plane.

- And find what?

American Stoicism.

I admire that quality.

What is your name?

- José.

- American Joe.

(Orlin speaking in foreign language)

- [Orlin] Fire!

- [Roland] What was that?

- I'll be right back.

-We have to go.

Roland, now.

Come on.

- Yeah?

- [Call home]

- Alright.

Hello?

- [Secretary] Location?

- Slovakia.

Am I not lucky?

- [Secretary] Status?

-I am open to business.

- [Secretary] Excellent.

Please wait until the Director.

-Chester.

This is Burbridge.

We have a location in Archibald.

-Archibald? Wow!

We work a lot together.

- Is that a conflict of interest?

- No, it's okay.

- Good.

I would like you to leave immediately.

- Well.

- We believe he has joined Alarum.

- At?

Have you confirmed that?

- Well, it's not confirmed, but...

Please fire him.

Chester?

- Good.

- Do you have something they can use as a weapon?

- No, I don't know.

No, there are no weapons here that...

- Okay, listen, hold the knife like this.

Roland, pay attention to me, dammit.

You're going to hold it like this.

You're going to stick the knife right here.

You'll push it in as hard as you can.

You're going to dig it, you're going to turn it.

You really want to cut the entire neck.

- Whose neck? That?

-Whoever walks through that door.

Close the door behind me.

-And what about Bridgette?

- If she's alive, Joe will take care of her.

Roland, you have to concentrate.

Think about Bridgette, think about coming home.

This is how you're going to get through this.

- Yes, yes.

Alright. - Close the door.

- Yeah.

- We identified a file of yellow jackets, a murderer.

Codename Orlin.

- I've read that guy's file.

-Yes, well, I was on the plane.

The exact plane that Archibald's voice showed-

-Why are all these computers already 25 years old?

- Yeah, well, I just wanted to make this clear.

I think they are working together.

- No, they are not working together.

Archibald never works with anyone.

-Yes, well, this is what I'm thinking.

We already have Orlin and Archibald there.

Chester's on his way, right? -Yeah.

-Who the hell knows what the DEA is going to do?

We have a referee. - Uh-huh.

-We have a yellow jacket.

and possible member of Alarum.

- Okay, yeah. - Yes, I'm just thinking.

It feels like we're building a bomb.

-Great, whose bomb is it?

-Ours. -Your bomb, okay?

Shit.

- Are you going further?

He will tear your men apart one by one.

You run out of men before he runs out of bullets.

-What should we do?

- American Joe!

I think you underestimated your military training!

I'm sending my men to the resort.

I guess you didn't come here alone.

The person waiting for you will be dead in the morning.

Leave some of your men scattered as snipers.

You and the rest come with me to the resort.

- These are the location coordinates you provided.

- Are we close to the town? - A little behind us.

- You can leave it now. - Copied.

-Hey, what do your wife and kids think?

What do you fly about all the time?

Do you ever get nervous?

- No sir, I'm not married.

- The American did not return to the forest.

We believe that it is addressed to the people.

(device beeps)

-He is looking for resources to fight.

Send some men.

Tell the rest of your men to go from cabin to cabin.

Capture the guests.

bring them here

- The authorities have probably already been contacted.

-My employer will take care of that.

Nobody is going to come for these people.

(banging fist)

- [Lara] Roland, it's me.

-Lara?

- Hurry up, Roland.

- I'm coming .

- Well.

Can you run with that ankle?

Come on, I need quick answers.

Yes or no?

-No, it's going to hurt too much.

- Get under the bed. Come on.

When the soldiers enter here there is no noise.

You stay still.

Below! - What soldiers?

- Hurry up.

- Come on, come on, come on.

- Hey, hey.

- Deputy Director,

We have someone on the house line for you.

Someone named Archibald.

- Put him in touch.

- Go ahead, Director.

-Hello, Burbs.

-Hello, Archie.

That? It's been like five years now.

Are you taking the long way home?

-Now I'm Joe.

- Well, excuse me.

Where are you?

- Come on, you know where I am.

- So what's the play, Joe?

-What do you know about the plane?

- Joe, give me a second.

-Kirby, give me the yellow jacket file.

about Archibald's latest target in Prague.

Joe, we're currently collecting data on the plane.

- Did you know Orlin is here?

-You know he was on the plane before it fell.

It was said here that you...

and we could be working together,

And of course I assured everyone that

That couldn't be the case.

- Well, it's not.

But I do know why I was on that plane.

-And now show me your cards.

- You know I saw Orlin gut one of the pilots.

- He took out a USB memory from a man's stomach.

- [Ronald] Okay.

Pill to fly?

-I don't know what's there,

But I know that if Orlin is involved it must be important.

Who rented the plane, huh?

DEA?

-We are thinking in that sense.

- I'll tell you what: call Chester.

Give me a few hours and I'll get the flash drive back.

-In exchange for what?

-I want you to forget about me.

- Yeah.

I tell you one thing,

We will forgive you your sins

In exchange for the flash drive

If you tell me your exact relationship with Larissa Moss.

- I married her.

- What the fuck?

-Tell Chester to meet me at Trekker Hunting.

It's just around the corner from your hotel.

-Wait a second, you...

- He parked the Jeep in the forest 10 meters to the east.

If another Jeep pulls up in front of them, they shouldn't see it.

If they come looking for their men,

They will see the corpses.

Then they'll assume you took it.

You and the jeep fled.

I don't know who's out there or how many there are.

We should be safe here for now.

Go into the closet.

You will hide there.

You're not going to move

You won't make any sound

- Well.

- You have the keys to the Jeep.

We only use it as a last resort.

- Why are you helping me, Lara?

-That doesn't matter anymore.

- Archibald

she married the murderer

Who shot? - Oh shit.

- and kidnapped him.

- Well, if that's true, then she has to be there.

- Yes, and guess what?

You can call your friends at the DEA.

- So you want me to reopen the yellow jacket file?

- Of course. We have to find out.

who works for,

and B, if Archibald is in fact working.

- Well, maybe they both work for Alarum.

- Hello?

- Well, I think I've officially blown the trip.

I should never have said that the literary museum sounds boring.

- Where are you?

- The town is about 10 miles north.

- [Lara] Orlin is here.

- Yes, yes, Chester too.

What is the plan?

- We will meet at Sobchak's house.

- Oh, you will be disappointed.

- Can you go there now?

-I have something to take care of first,

then I will go.

- Stay alive.

- [Ronald] Suspend your mission.

Give Archibald enough time

to recover the flight pill.

- Well.

And after recovering it?

- [Ronald] Archibald can't come home again.

If Larissa Moss is there, eliminate her too.

- You got it.

Moron.

- That? - As?

- What the fuck?

- Strange.

- Oh.

How are you, boy?

-This vacation is going great.

Did Burbridge send you here to cheer me up?

-He did it.

Said you were looking for something stupid,

like a flight pill.

You haven't found it yet, right?

- No.

- Perfect.

I'll help you find it.

- Perfect.

- Yes. - You look tired.

- Hey, don't judge your book by its cover.

So you quit?

Did you join Alarum?

- Would it even matter?

- No, no, I'm just curious.

I'm just chatting and shit.

Wow, vodka.

This is what the doctor ordered.

How about we toast our renewed friendship?

Here we go.

A toast to hell.

May our stay there be as fun as the trip back.

Mm.

-Is that your job?

-Yes it is.

-What did you use?

-I can't tell you, my friend,

Because you are no longer part of the club.

- Oh, right.

- Mmmm.

- Friendly in the helicopter?

That must be some kind of bad luck.

- I don't believe it. I mean,

He was not married and there is no collateral damage.

- Hm. - I want to ask you something.

Why are you trying so hard to get this flight pill back?

Do you think it will be your ticket back home?

- No.

- Well, you're smart because it's encrypted.

You will never make it.

You, me, nobody.

- My wife is at the resort.

I need help.

- So that?

- Orlin is here.

- Is he here?

That fool is still around.

Burbridge forgot that part.

I'm going to have to increase my rates.

Excuse me.

I have to cool off.

Phew.

Oh.- What's wrong?

- What's what?

I was there cooling off.

-Oh, come on, Chester.

I'm not that out of practice.

What is it?

Is it new?

-Hmm.

Yes, it's definitely new.

That poor helicopter pilot was the test subject.

- AND?

- It's the worst thing we've ever done.

Quick but painless.

Actually?

Don't stay stuck

Was that necessary?

Hey, do you want to put that gun down?

We are friends here.

I'm here to help you.

- Good.

When I checked in here, the old man at the counter told me:

"What's in the bag?"

Hey, you're slipping.

It is bad luck to leave liquor in a glass.

-And you think it's a good idea to drink before a shooting?

- I can't think of a better time in theory.

- Alright.

- Hmm.

Oh.

This is an AA-12.

Now the only flaw of this weapon

That makes everything too easy.

So why don't you put that gun down?

and grab one of these

and we're going to cause some damage.

There you go. (pistol hammers)

-It's nice working with you again, Chester.

- Yes, yes.

-They refuse to persecute the Americans.

-Why do you think it is an option not to fight?

-It has heavy artillery.

- Tell them I'm on my way.

-Hello, Chris.

- [Chris] Ronald, how are you?

- How are you, man? What do you think of the new location?

- You've done a great job, man.

- (laughs) Thank you. I did it all myself (laughs).

Oh, you look good. - Thanks my friend.

But I need you to tell me what information

you have it in my 206.

- Ah, well, what information do you have about the flight pill?

-Friend, I'm not that easy.

Ronald, why don't you start?

What kind of classified nonsense did this meeting trigger?

A lax referee?

No?

We need to recover that flash drive.

Strictly from the DEA. It has nothing to do with you.

- Oh yeah? We'll decide that.

When I see the flash drive,

And I have people looking for it right now.

And believe me, I'm going to look at it closely.

Before returning it to you.

- Well, that's assuming you understand it.

-Kirbs, give me a second.

- Thanks my friend.

- Chris, I was hoping that...

and we could work together on this.

- We can man, I'm here.

I'm listening, but you have to give me something.

- Alright. - Yeah.

- This is what I'm dealing with.

I have a former referee who I believe has joined Alarum.

- Are you telling me that Alarum exists?

Is that what the company is feeding them?

- Yeah.

-What are these guys?

- I don't know, maybe. - Rebel spies, vigilantes?

- I don't know, damn. -Who the hell are they?

- But listen to me.

Intelligence indicates yes.

- Oh, that changes the game, doesn't it?

- Yeah. It basically means I'm screwed.

Okay, look, I can't tell you everything I know,

but I will tell you everything I can.

Alright?

- Sure.

- Then I want you to take a look at this.

'Because today I'm going to add a name to this list.

- Is this a supposed Alarum roster?

- Yeah.

- Fuck, man.

What do these guys want?

- Well, if you believe the rumors,

They want to overthrow tyranny

of the global intelligence network.

-Okay, I'm here to help.

- Oh, thank God. - Be quiet.

I'll be right back.

- You can't just leave us.

- Oh, there it is.

The English, unattractive.

- Yeah, well, you wouldn't win the prize anyway, huh?

- Yes, yes, yes.

Did you hear that?

- Someone cut off Yuri's dick.

Someone cut- - I see.

Someone is trying to intimidate you.

(blows to a part of the body)

- It's working.

Go find hostages.

I will execute them one by one.

Until the coward comes out of hiding!

-Hands up!

Turn around.

Slowly.

Check it out.

-Why are your men hiding when I pay them to fight?

- The American has help.

There are two there.

-Two Americans against all your men.

-And their weapons are much better-

-Shhh.

Bring your men here.

- How, how.

Come.

-Are you afraid of what's in there?

Take your men.

Wait for me at the hotel entrance.

Go.

Do you understand now?

Hmm?

You will die here if you refuse to fight.

Better to take your chances there.

I am what you should fear.

The American can offer you death,

but I guarantee it.

- (growls) What is Orlin doing?

-He's killing his own men.

-That makes sense.

God, I'm hungry.

I don't know about you, but I need something

pancakes, French toast.

Fun food, something.

Oh.

Who made you work hard?

- [Joe] I got it five years ago.

- Well, I hope you killed him.

- [Orlin] All men, here!

- I married her, actually.

- That?

Come on.

-It was before he met me.

- Oh, guys, somehow I feel happy for you.

And bad for you at the same time.

-We have a very good marriage counselor.

- How do you know he's not playing with you?

Although it would be a perfect ending

that you are the silly Pooh bear who fell into the honey pot.

- Well, she was already a double agent when we met, so.

At least it's not boring.

- Good.

And then you joined Alarum, right?

- Yeah.

- Hm, and what about you?

- No, no, I wanted to go out, so I'm out.

But here I am stuck in this shit with you anyway.

- (laughs) She will affect you, boy.

She will convince you for sure.

- Oh, yes, well, he's trying.

Hmm, I think it's time.

- What are you doing now?

- Yes, he has not yet assumed his position.

- Yes, well, he'll let his men be in front.

He is a coward.

- Yes. - Oh, damn.

My back, my back is tense.

Do me a favor, Arch, seriously.

It's embarrassing.

Could you lift me up a little?

It crashes.

I hate to admit it. - Jesus Christ.

Come on. -Thank you.

- Oh, shit! (syringe squirts)

(thoughtful music)

You crazy bastard!

- Sorry, kid.

You have about an hour.

- Antidote?

-Not for you.

- Chester, you said you would help me.

Chester?

- I'm here, right?

And you won't be able to do this alone.

So your wife has an hour.

Don't waste it

Not for nothing.

The last hour will not be boring.

- When you enter, don't stop.

This is not your house

Deal as much damage as you can.

If your bullets don't kill them,

Broken glass will cut them,

or exploding walls will distract them.

If necessary, we will demolish the building.

until it collapses on them.

Shoot the windows.

(shots fired) (glass breaking)

These killers operate in controlled chaos.

We are not here to unleash chaos, we are here to define it.

Go! Go! Go!

- Low.

-It's time to move.

- Further.

- Further .

- Go!

- Have you ever used a fragmentation grenade?

No?

Awesome.

- Shit.

- That?

Did you have it all the time, Arch?

-Chester, Chester.

Chester!

- (moans) No.

(music continues)

(indistinct song)

- There.

(Lara coughs)

You Americans think you're the only ones

best trained assassins in the world.

-I'm German.-Oh.

-And I am the best trained assassin in the world.

- Yuri was my friend.

-Who is Yuri?

-The man you mutilated.

(fist bump) (Lara gasps)

(thoughtful music)

What is this?

(Lara spits)

You can stop this by calling American.

Tell him to hand over the flash drive.

- He is my husband. - Oh.

-And no one can force you to do anything.

(Krol laughs)

(Krol speaking in foreign language)

- Maybe you can explain the situation to him in some way.

that he will understand. (scrapes knife)

- Well.

Give me the SATCOM and I'll explain it to you.

- Show it to me before sending.

(beeping device)

(anticipatory music)

(beeping device)

(rumbling explosion) (soldiers screaming)

(debris noise)

(gunshots) (soldiers moaning)

(dramatic music)

(both grunt) (bang fists)

(music continues)

(music continues)

(chair bang)

(grunting continues) (music continues)

(knife scrapes)

(both moaning)

(blood spurts) (Lara moans)

(thoughtful music)

(Lara gasps) (music continues)

(music continues)

(Krol moaning) (gun blows)

- Who do you work for? (moaning)

- (laughs) I'm not working.

I'm on my honeymoon.

- (growling) Do you work for them?

(Lara gasping)

- At.

- At?

- It means calling to arms.

We do not work for a single country or government.

We work for ourselves (panting).

-Is it too late to join?

(Lara gasping) (Krol moaning)

(thoughtful music)

(knife jingles)

(Krol moans) (blood sizzling)

(Lara exhales)

- Your request has been denied.

- There is a French citizen staying in the complex.

A Roland Rousseau.

Your bank is suspected of money laundering

for an arms dealer.

- Alright. -He himself is quite clean, but...

You know, Alarum. They could be.

actively recruiting him to join the group.

- That reinforces the idea that Archibald and Moss

They are working for Alarum.

- Maybe. But let's say...

Archibald finds the flash drive,

delivers it to foreign intelligence or Alarum.

What are we looking at?

In summary.

- In summary? - Mm hm.

- Half of the network's operation can be exposed.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Say it again. - You heard me.

Half of the network's operation can be exposed.

Yeah.

This flash drive needs to come home or disappear.

You choose.

- Hey, guess what?

You can target Archibald's coordinates.

- Holy shit, damn it!

(gunshots) (dramatic music)

(music continues) (gunshots continue)

(soldiers growling)

(music continues) (gunshots continue)

(music continues) (gunshots continue)

God!

(music continues)

(shots)

(The soldier grunts) (The grenade rattles)

Shit.

(booming explosion)

(Joe coughing)

(thoughtful music)

(gun noises)

(growls) Shit.

- American Joe.

- You again (exhale).

- I underestimated you.

- Oh.

-What is the name of your field?

- A little weak at the end, don't you think?

Never trade longevity for bravado.

- Yes, yes.

I worked with Archibald.

- Yes, I have heard about you.

You disappeared.

- I quit (sighs).

- Bad timing for all this then, huh?

- Yeah.

- Where is the flash drive?

- What's there?

-What does it matter to people like us?

- Chester, he has it.

-Chester.

He is part of the Old Guard.

Why is he...?

The Americans sent him to kill you.

- Yes, it seems that way (growls).

- And now where will he go?

- Back at the cabin, try to kill my wife (exhales).

- Tonight we are both betrayed.

It should have been a simple exchange,

But an undercover DEA agent exaggerated his letters.

I thought he had me trapped because of the altitude.

-Wait, wait, I'm sorry.

You shot down a plane you were on.

- Why not?

I was the only one with the parachute.

- (laughs) Shit.

- Intricate strategies don't work for me, eh?

Barbarism works.

-Yes, clearly.

You can't leave without the flash drive.

Job's bondage.

You'll need help with Chester.

Your local boys can't handle it.

(thoughtful music)

(music continues)

- It is not a total ceasefire.

A break, right?

-Until the bell rings (moans).

- Yeah.

- Yes, yes.

Joe. (snapping fingers)

Alright.

Yes, great.

Alright. - Yeah.

- Drone attack is ready.

Chris, thanks for coming.

I need a minute with Agent Kirby here, okay?

See you guys. - See you next time.

- See you guys. - It's okay, take care of yourselves. Yeah.

Okay, we need a cleanup team on the ground.

I want to be first when this is over, okay?

They don't get the credit

When we've done all the dirty work.

- I understand.

I'll find a local company.

- Keep it simple. - Yeah.

- If money is a problem, tell them we wrote.

the biggest checks.

If they need their ass kissed...

-We have bigger lips.

- Look at you with those damn jokes, okay?

No American equipment can be used, okay?

- Okay, great.

Look, I've already found a charter company,

Ascend Charters.

- Excellent. Alright.

Take advantage of the sweetening fund for our Polish friends.

It is very important

that our complete non-involvement

It is understood and appreciated.

Okay, do you understand?

- Copied. - Alright.

-Hey, we need a cleaning team on the ground.

Yes. Find out who in the area can give us access.

(phone rings)

- Yeah?

- [Secretary] I have Ascendia Charters on the line.

There is a problem.

You have to hear it yourself.

- Well.

Hello, I'm Ronald Burbridge.

with the National Clandestine Service

of the United States of America.

What's the damn problem?

- Just like I told your friend.

I have a team of local cleaners and a helicopter.

- Well, I just need a helicopter.

- (laughs) Look, your name alone is no longer enough.

- [Secretary] Sir, the problem is that

We are not the only bidders.

- Excuse me?

- Four of you, a whirlpool.

I have a boy from another agency in the United States.

He doesn't even give me his name or tell me where he's from.

- Okay, okay, we'll outbid all of them.

- (laughs) That's what everyone is saying.

Galligaskins-Gal...

look it up

(receiver clicks)

(The cleaner sighs)

- Oh shit!

Send Kirby here.

Jesus Christ!

- [Secretary] Sir, there is an Archibald on the line for you.

He says it's urgent.

Your phone is about to die.

(Ronald laughs)

- Yes, he always says that.

When is he going to hang up on me?

Get in touch.

- [Secretary] Come in, let the Director come in.

-You lied to me.

-Hey, could you wait a second?

What is the status of the drone attack?

- The strike is imminent.

(button clicks)

-Hello, Joe.

Do you know how we treat traitors?

- No, I never compromised my country.

- For a foreign agent?

- She follows the same code as us, you know.

- Oh yeah.

What code is that?

At?

- (mocks) True.

Did you know?

I really tried to stay out of it, I did.

So I'll tell you something.

After I kill Chester, I'll come after you.

- I know Chester has the flash drive.

I also know that Chester gave you

An injection of KR-45,

and that you will be dead before dinner.

(clicks on the line)

- Didn't you take the bait?

- No, I didn't even have time to give it to you.

-Only your location.

-Yes, but that doesn't do you any good.

He can't get men here in time.

He doesn't trust Chester to get it back.

He's going to kill us all.

- He's in town. - Alright.

- You will go to the tourist complex.

So drones illuminate travel routes.

- Yes, we just received news.

The hostages escaped.

- (laughs) That doesn't make any sense.

- Yeah.

- Or maybe, I guess so, because it's...

a fucking shit show. - A shit show.

- Yeah.

One more thing. - Yeah?

- I want you to add a small finisher to the drone attack?

- Copy.

- Let's turn it on.

Turn it into a burning zone.

- Yeah.

(anticipatory music)

(music continues)

(the cork explodes)

(music continues)

(Lara gasping)

(Lara gasping)

(music continues)

(table hits) (vase breaks)

(Lara coughs) (music continues)

(Lara struggling)

(Lara coughs)

(music continues)

(Lara moaning)

(Lara coughs)

(drones buzzing)

(Lara gasps) (thoughtful music)

(music continues)

(drones whirring) (music continues)

(Lara coughs)

(dramatic music)

(drones buzzing)

(drone beeps) (music continues)

(shots)

(dramatic music) (rumbling explosion)

(drones beeping)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(music continues) (gunshots are heard)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(drones beeping)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(glass broken) (music continues)

(Joe growling)

- Shit.

Lara?

Hey, they're coming back.

- They are heat seekers.

-Fire, fire.

-Fire, yes, yes, yes, yes.

-His books, his books.

Come on.

Light? - Yes.

Yes.-Yes.

You know, historically all this burning...

Books don't work for people.

(anticipatory music)

(music continues)

Come on.

(music continues)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(music continues)

Do you see something?

- No.

(music continues)

(drone buzzing)

Hey!

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(Joe groans)

(Joe moaning)

- Shit!

(shots are heard) (music continues)

-We have to get out of here.

We have to get out of this damn house.

Come on. Fuck.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

(Orlin coughing)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(drone whirring) (music continues)

(shots are heard) (music continues)

(the drone explodes)

- I have it.

-Yes, you did, Joe the American.

Congratulations.

As I said before, barbarism works.

(shots are heard) (music continues)

- Run!

(missiles whizzing) (dramatic music)

(rumbling explosion) (music continues)

(sad music) (crackling fire)

(music continues)

(music continues)

What do you do after this?

- There are no plans.

(music continues)

I have no plans. -Yes, me too.

(water splash)

- (panting) No, don't look at me like that.

You are lying.

- Okay, I'll accept that answer at face value.

Let's take you down here.

Let's go home, okay?

Hey, you can shave my head and tattoo me.

Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?

Come on, come on, stay with me.

I'm in, okay?

-You're going to need references (laughs).

- It's not good. (Lara gasps)

-It was time.

It took you quite a while.

It's almost time, Arch.

I'm sorry.

-How much time do I have?

- About a minute.

It's not exact

- Well, do you mind?

- I need you to drop the gun.

- One more time .

- The clock is ticking.

(gun noise)

- Alright.

- What, what?

-Me (coughing)...

For a while. - For a while?

- I lied.

- What do you mean you only have one minute?

- Poison.

He caught me.

- That?

Where is?

- He thinks.

(Lara gasping)

- [Lara] What?

(Chester groans)

- As?

As?

Oh.

- You know, Chester, I saw that pilot die.

(Chester exhales)

I knew it was some kind of poison.

I really did (growls).

And then, you know, I had time to go look.

Through your hotel room.

- Yes, I knew what was in the jar.

It looked like water when I tried to put it in the syringe.

Oh shit.

Oh, fuck (exhales).

You put it in the vodka.

Well, smart.

- You never left a glass undrinked.

(Joe laughs)

- Give me the anecdote.

Come on. - This?

-Give it to me.

- Oh, come on.

-Listen, you're going to need help.

If you go to war against Burbridge,

You're going to need friends.

You don't have any, I'm just saying.

Oh damn.

Look, Burbridge betrayed me too.

be kind

Give me the antidote and I'll join the team, I promise.

I will kill as many as I can.

I will kill them all.

Know? I'm serious, Arch.

Come on.

Fuck it, I deserve it.

You win.

Just take off.

-You deserve it.

You do it, but I need you.

So you're going to bring all the black bags there are.

-I'll bring them all.

Good move.

Good move, Arch.

(helicopter engine hum)

- Ah, shit.

Here is the cleaning team.

(Chester moaning)

- Help, help.

That's help.

- Works.

♪ The Edge performed by Mark Rudin (with David Davis) ♪