Robin.
Robin!
- Talk to me. - Chloe...
- She's fine. - Robin!
We got her back.
You didn't have to do this.
Robin! Oh, Robin! No! Oh, my God! What happened?
Who told him to do this, Mei?
Don't touch him!
This is because of you and your men!
You listen to me! This is important. I need to know.
Did Robin talk to you about what he was doing today?
Where he was going?
He said he trusted you. He believed in you.
Careful!
Okay, Chloe. Look, listen to me.
Your dad's been injured, but he's gonna be okay.
- Dad! - Chloe!
Sir?
Chloe! He's okay.
- Sir, where to? - Oh, will you just give me a minute?
Sweetheart.
We're gonna need a new base.
Somewhere off the grid.
Away from this bloody mess.
What about Stonebridge's civilian contact? Garland.
That is a very good idea.
We'll set up the Crib there. Scott and Stonebridge?
They're bringing in McQueen.
How's your shoulder, Mikey?
You're gonna have to pop it back in.
Yeah, I know, I will. Just keep moving.
Bravo One and Two, send sit rep.
We have McQueen.
We're regrouping at Garland's place.
Listen, Michael, someone's just blown the hell
out of the North Korean delegation at the embassy.
McQueen's our only link to the people behind it.
You get him back, fast.
Roger that.
They're not gonna let you take me.
Shut up.
We're doing a pretty good fucking job of it so far.
Oh, no, no, not them.
Them.
Shit!
- This is the police! - Stop!
Lower your weapons and raise your hands.
If you do not comply, we will open fire.
We're from the embassy.
We're British officials.
You have five seconds to comply!
Five...
- Four... - Any ideas, Mikey?
Three...
Yeah, let's put the guns down and raise our hands.
- Two... - All right, all right, all right!
The other hand! Raise the other hand!
Yeah, I can't. It hurts.
Pussies.
I'm taking this man into custody.
You can't do that. He's ours.
- Back off! - Yeah, all right, all right, all right!
- Fuck! - It's always negotiable.
You take care of yourselves, boys.
Shit.
Keep your hands up!
Uncuff me.
- Uncuff me. Janjai. - I have him.
Good. Kill him.
I can't, not here. Not all these men are mine.
He is a liability!
Don't worry, he won't talk. I'll make sure he...
Lee, we had a deal!
I told you what would happen if you failed.
No failure on my end.
Fuck off!
Get him!
They're gonna kill me. What do you wanna know?
Brilliant. There goes the one link into finding out who's behind all this.
Know what, Mikey?
I predict this is gonna end in some big gunfight, a lot of bloodshed,
you and me stuck in the middle, as always.
Well? What are we waiting for?
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Philip, in one hour I have to explain to the PM how our own ambassador
facilitated the assassination of the North Korean delegates.
I understand.
And how the hell some low-level British thug like McQueen can be behind it all.
Well, I don't think he is. I think he was working for someone else.
- Who? - Well, I don't know yet.
What I do know is that someone paid him to kidnap Foster's daughter
and then forced the ambassador to carry a bomb through security.
And you couldn't stop it?
We got his daughter back. Alive.
But not McQueen.
Well, we had him, and then we lost him.
Philip, I understand things happen in the field,
but if your men aren't up to the task...
They are, and you know they are.
We have a lead on McQueen. I'm on my way there now.
Bring him in, because the fallout from this is...
Look, I've always backed you in the past, that doesn't change.
So, please, don't let me down.
This is the safe house?
What do you want, the Four Seasons?
Shit, I'd settle for One Season.
Not on our budget.
Ladies, this way.
Yeah. All right, all right. Okay. Brilliant, brilliant.
- Hey. Here you go, ladies. - Of course, of course, yeah.
- Hello. - Hey, Michael.
- How are you doing, Mike? - Yeah. Good.
Does this stuff even work?
Well, it's old, but it's good equipment.
I keep it squared away for any operators that come through.
Anything more I can do, you let me know.
- Thanks for everything, Dom. - Cheers, mate.
Hey, cheers.
- Officials in Pyongyang... - Bollocks.
...are calling the death of General Ong Ji-Woo an act of war.
They warn that reprisals will be swift and aggressive.
So... Anything?
Not yet.
They went in about an hour ago.
I made some calls.
The Thai police are saying they don't have him.
That's funny. I just saw him walk in.
Bravo Two, are you in position?
Yes, I am, Michael.
- How's your shoulder? - Hey, it's fine, it's fine.
I should be out there with you.
Sit rep?
Got eyes on McQueen.
He's on the move.
- Go, go, go! - No, no, no. Move.
- Move, move! - Fuck!
Boss, we're not going anywhere in that fuckin' car.
Hey, hey!
Bravo Team? Are you in pursuit?
Well, kinda, Mikey.
What is that?
Benz!
Yeah, yeah, Benz. That's me.
Well, Mr. Benz, you follow that police car.
That one?
Wherever they go, we go.
Got it!
Mike? There's still no record of McQueen in the Thai system.
Okay.
Bravo Team, wherever they're taking McQueen, it's not official.
We cannot afford to lose him again.
So, is that an order to take down a Thai police convoy?
No, I want us to retrieve a prisoner that you lost, Scott.
- Is something funny? - Yeah. Funny. Sure!
You take down police convoy with a couple of water pistols?
- You don't think that funny? - Look, you want out?
I'll give you a hundred baht for this piece of junk.
Hey, you get tuk-tuk, you get nothing.
Driver is everything.
But anyway, this sanook, okay? You know sanook?
Yeah, it means fun?
Yeah, and I haven't had fun like this since I was a monk!
You were a monk?
Of course! You were not a monk?
Yeah, Scott. You should try it.
No, I think Michael's got that monk thing covered.
Shit!
What, you're taking a call now?
Yeah, I got to, boss. It's my ex. She never calls.
Kelly. Yeah, hi.
Don't get too close. This is a good distance.
No, I'm kind of in the middle of something right now.
Yeah, working.
Yes, I'm in Bangkok.
Don't lose them, Benz.
Lose them? Never! I'm number one tuk-tuk in Bangkok!
Are you fucking kidding me?
When?
All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks.
Fuck me.
I missed my kid's 16th birthday.
He got drunk and boosted a car.
Got on a plane to Bangkok.
He's gonna be here in 17 hours.
You have a son?
Yeah.
Okay. Good. I'm waiting here for you, okay?
What, you're not gonna come? What about your sense of sanook?
Sanook okay, but if I'm die, many, many unhappy ladies!
Me, too!
Hey. For you.
- For me? - Yeah.
Too many people here don't like to pay.
Exactly what kind of monk were you?
Angry kind.
I know what you're doing.
I've put a dozen bodies in here myself.
I made you a rich man.
This is how you want to repay me, yeah?
You snake!
You're just another fucking farang.
You marry a Thai, and you think you can be one of us.
But you're not.
I count four SWATs with MP5s.
There's another guy with a shotgun.
So here's what we... Scott!
Yeah?
You ready?
No, not really.
He's my own son and I've never even fucking met him.
And what do I tell him I do for a job?
Sergeant!
I meant this.
Oh, this?
What, saving the bad guy from the worse guy?
That's the easy part!
You come to bleed my country.
I bleed you instead.
So, what's your plan?
I was getting to that.
What do you got?
Nice!
You ride shotgun.
Now you listen to me, Changrok.
When Lee's got no more use for you,
he will find someone to put a bullet through your head.
Police are always useful.
Criminals?
Turn over a rock, and there are a dozen like you.
But I'm sorry about your wife and baby.
Go near my family, and I'll cut your fucking eyes out!
I have my order.
Raise the fucking bucket!
Sir!
These things are a lot more complicated than they look.
Got it!
Here, cover me. I'll get McQueen.
Hey, scumbag!
All right, dickhead, you gonna kill me then, or what?
You don't get off that easy.
Scott, talk to me!
Coming to you, boss! I got the package!
Get up. Come on.
- Changrok! - Walk!
You go near my family, I'll fucking skin ya!
Get up there!
On me!
In, in!
Come on! Go, go!
Who paid you to take that girl? Changrok?
Not gonna talk?
Don't talk, I will shoot you.
Do it!
- Boss? - Just hit him again.
Talk now? Come on! Fucking talk!
There's only two lives I care about, you fucking dickhead.
Neither of them are mine.
- His wife. - All right, scumbag.
We get your wife safe and you tell us who's behind the kidnapping,
the bombing, everything?
You get her safe, I'll tell you whatever you want.
You got that, Mikey?
- His wife. - Yeah, yeah I'm on it.
Oh, no, no, no. We've got this one, boss.
Then go. Go.
- Get in there! - Welcome home.
- Stick him in there. - Yeah.
McQueen.
You better start thinking about what you're gonna tell us.
When my wife is safe.
Move.
I'll tell you one thing.
- You guys are gonna need more men. - Come on.
You still have operational command until I get back.
Yeah, roger that, boss.
Can I ask where you're going?
Out.
Stay there, shithead.
Where's he going?
"Out."
Yeah.
Fuck me! Beer? It's my kind of crib.
How was the old man?
You know what, Michael? He wasn't half bad.
- Really? - No, seriously.
No, I'm all right, thanks.
- All right. - You fuck.
How's this whole operational command going for you?
To tell you the truth, it's not really my cup of tea.
- No? - No.
- That kinda suits you. - Oh, really?
Yeah.
- Better get used to it. - Why is that?
Well, old Locke can't run the unit forever, can he?
One of us is gonna have to step up.
Yeah, well, it's not gonna be me.
And it ain't gonna be me.
Yeah.
Seriously though, given it some thought? Just a little bit?
- Yeah, I think about it all the time. - Yeah.
Me sitting in here, stuck behind a desk while you're out there having all the fun.
Sounds kinda good to me.
You want to tell me what's wrong or are you just gonna drink it away?
Well...
Working on being "Father of the Year" in about 16 hours.
That's when Finn lands in Bangkok.
Zero from Bravo Three. We're at the location.
Shit, Changrok's boys beat us to it.
Clear.
Zero, police already here.
All right, I'm Zero.
Zero for Bravo Three and Four.
Proceed.
Watch your corners.
And your fine little asses.
Thanks for the tip, Zero.
And you can kiss my ass.
Ooh!
Contact. Shots fired.
Malai? I'm here to help you.
My name is Kim Martinez. Ray sent me.
Ray sent me!
You think I'm stupid?
The police are here. The choice is yours.
He told me to tell you
that your daughter's gonna be a Muay Thai champion.
Fuck!
Mmm.
Give me the gun. Give me the goddamn gun!
Move your ass.
Get up the stairs.
What took you so long?
Housework.
What are you doing here?
Mei, I just wanted to talk to him.
This happened because of you. Please, leave.
I don't want you to be talking to him.
And why is that?
Out! Out!
Hmm? Why is that?
What would he say?
If you know something, you have to tell me.
Why? So you can bury him?
No, so I can help him. So, what would he say?
Come on, what would he tell me? Do you know?
No!
Don't you dare lie to me.
He killed those people.
He knew there would be terrible consequences.
To save our daughter's life. What would you have done for your son?
No one gave me that choice.
If they had, you would have done the same thing.
Tell me that isn't true.
Somebody has to take the blame for this.
But, Philip, it doesn't have to be Robin.
No. No, it doesn't,
because we have the man who took Chloe.
You do? Good. Has he said anything?
Hmm? No, not yet. He's just a puppet for someone else.
But I promise you, Mei, he will talk.
We'll gain leverage, and he will tell us everything.
And then we'll find out who's really behind this.
- Ray! Ray! Ray! - Everything's gonna be okay, sweetheart.
Everything's gonna be okay, honey bunny.
Shut her up. That's enough. Put her over there.
Satisfied?
Now, talk.
The man I deal with is called Lee.
He's not Thai. He's North Korean.
What, you're saying a North Korean paid you?
To kidnap the ambassador's daughter, make the ambassador plant a bomb?
To blow up some North Koreans.
But Lee's no ordinary North Korean.
He's Office 39.
As in North Korea's government-sponsored crime syndicate, yeah?
Meant nothing to me the first time I heard it.
Office 39 are pretty much
the most ruthless covert organization on the planet.
Into drugs, human trafficking, murder...
Anything that generates hard currency for the North Korean nuclear missile program.
What doesn't make sense to me is,
why would they blow up their own diplomats?
So they can blame the West for the incident, escalate tension
and maybe start a war.
The embassy bomb was just the first step.
We need hard intel, anything that points to their next move.
Where do we find them, McQueen?
Coming to ya.
They operate out of an abandoned high-rise near the docks.
Lee's main base is the top of the tower.
He's got hacking stations, crystal meth lab.
Smuggles fake currency, arms, fuck knows what else.
The place is locked down, guards everywhere.
No way in, no way out.
All right, Mikey.
Going up?
Oh, shit!
Inside. Outside.
- Oh, bollocks! - Yeah!
Fuck, Scott.
- Sir? I've put a face to the name. - Hmm.
I checked Lee Dae-Ho against all known aliases.
If he's Office 39,
he probably would've worked through the North Korean First Bureau,
which led me to this.
What the hell?
How did Changrok know we were here?
- Were you tailed, Colonel? - No, I wasn't.
- I'm sure of it. - I told you. Office 39 know everything.
Will you shut up?
Richmond, give Bravo Team a sit rep, then exfil.
Bravo Team, Crib has been compromised. SWAT incoming.
We're on the move and going dark.
Do you need backup? Do you want us to abort?
Shit! Should we abort?
- What? You're asking me? - Yeah.
You're the one being groomed for command, Mikey.
- Says you. - Ha-ha!
Get in!
All right, take the hard drives, destroy everything else.
We need to move. Now!
Move.
Martinez.
Malai, you stay close to me.
All right, put your hand there.
And you keep it there.
Move, go. Exfil via the roof.
One floor up.
Four more floors.
We go in, we grab the intel, and we get out.
That was already the plan.
It's a good plan.
You know what they say about plans, Mikey.
They never survive contact with the enemy.
Didn't know I knew that one, huh?
Do you know who said it?
Miley Cyrus?
Down! Move!
Martinez, cover our six!
Copy that, sir.
We should get these boys to clean the Crib.
Contact!
Three, two, one.
Incoming!
Where is that exit?
Exit secure.
Don't even think about it.
Let me help you. Give me the gun.
- Give me that! - Ray!
- Go! Go! - Ray! No!
- No! - You gotta go!
Come on!
Cover us, so I can get her out of here.
Make sure she remembers her daddy.
- Please, no! - Move!
You know you're dying.
If you have a god, pray.
This is the world we choose to live in, Ray.
We're not the bad men.
We are the pawns for the greater power.
Easy for you to say, Changrok.
You believe in reincarnation and all that shit.
It's good to believe in something, right?
Yeah. Well, let's hope you come back as the fucking cockroach you really are.
I'll see you in the next life...
Twenty-fifth floor, Mikey.
Meth lab.
Yeah, follow that wire.
Three, two, one.
Go.
Hey, come here!
Show me your hands.
Well, someone told Changrok where we were.
Yeah, but who? Did you tell the ambassador?
I didn't talk to him.
I saw his wife and their assistant, Lawan.
Lawan was there for everything.
Handed over the first message from the kidnappers.
She could've tipped them off about you at the nightclub.
And she could've followed me from the hospital.
Well, let's question her. Where is she?
She's at the hospital with Foster and Mei.
- Richmond? - Yes, sir.
Mrs. Foster,
I've arranged a car to take you and Chloe back to the residence.
No, I'm not leaving, I want to stay here with dad.
He needs to rest, and so do you.
And you're not going to listen to a word I say, are you?
At least go with Lawan to get something to eat.
Come, come on.
You go.
It's okay.
Love you.
Come on.
Gentlemen, there's a lot of equipment up here. What's it for?
You two been naughty? Hmm?
Online gambling? Been looking up some porn?
Whatever it is, we're gonna find out.
English, do you speak it?
But you understood that. That's convenient, isn't it?
What's Office 39 doing here?
Whatever it is, this little machine here is gonna find out exactly what it's up to.
Yeah, eventually.
Shut up, dude. I'm not Richmond.
Well, maybe you should be.
Up! This way.
You take the lead. You, you sit down.
And you... Oi. Look that way.
You, look right here.
MICHAEL; Shit!
Scott, supernotes.
- Yeah? - What's this, huh?
Huh?
Are you gonna flood the market with your counterfeit currency? Is that it?
Shit.
Scott, it's Chloe.
Fuckin' scumbags!
Sasam. Sasam.
Yeah, that's right. What is Sasam?
See?
English, dickhead. We know you speak it.
Fuck you! Mickey Mouse!
I understand that!
Fuck me?
Hey, he's got cyanide! Come here!
- Mike! - Shit!
I've got him! You pick up that folder!
Scott! I'm on the north side of the building.
I've got about 12 X-rays inbound. I could use a little fucking help here!
Coming up on your six, Mike.
Bravos from Zero, sit rep.
We've got the hard drives and the intel from Office 39.
Okay, good job. We're heading towards the hospital. RV there.
Nice to see you. They're on my six!
Can you exfil?
Yeah, that's easier said than done, boss.
You said it, Mikey.
Just make sure you bring me that intel.
You see 'em?
Mate, this is a hell of a time to be checking your Facebook status.
Forward planning, Michael.
Forward planning.
Speaking of which, there must be half a ton of meth in those barrels.
Here we go.
There's nowhere for you to go.
Come out. You will be unharmed.
North Korea's got a shitty track record on human rights.
That's a no.
Then you will die up here.
I don't think so.
I think you got that the wrong way around, buddy.
You will kill me? I serve a higher power.
It would be an honor to die for my country.
Yeah, I can arrange that.
Come out. Now.
Now!
We're coming, we're coming.
Here's the guns.
There you go.
Shit.
So...
You got the ambassador to kill the General of your country.
I just... You need to clear that up for me.
I mean, before we die.
I follow orders.
As you do.
Well, in that case, I wanna meet your boss.
You Will.
Sorry?
Bring them.
Right.
Not today.
Go!
Shit!
Whoo!
Yeah!
Like a fuckin' bird, Mikey!
Like a fuckin' bird!
Mate, when a Bangkok tuk-tuk is your go-to exfil plan,
I seriously have to question your tactical choices.
This just ain't any tuk-tuk. This is Benz's tuk-tuk!
Benz, this is Mikey, my partner.
Yeah. I Benz, number one tuk-tuk in Bangkok.
Brilliant, mate, brilliant.
Zero, yeah, we're inbound.
We've got the intel and took out the entire meth shipment in the process.
Good. I'll brief you when you get here.
What's Finn's ETA?
Ten hours.
Think I can make it?
Do you want to?
Of course I want to. He's my son.
I'm thinking about taking Julia along.
- Huh. What, for backup? - Yeah, something like that.
Things have been going real nice.
Instant family.
Good.
Thanks, my man. Here.
Ah, you two very good together. Maybe you two get married, yeah?
Yeah, well, your invite's in the post.
Which one of you will wear the dress?
- He Will. - She Will.
It's Foster's assistant, Lawan.
File says her parents are South Korean,
but we have intel that says her father's from the North.
So, she's involved in this?
Well, someone's on the inside feeding them intelligence.
- So sorry. - Oh...
You did what you had to do.
No, after what I did, I deserved to die in that explosion.
Deserved? No.
But you should have.
It would have been easier that way.
What?
Colonel Locke?
It's Philip, please. How are you holding up?
- Fine. - We came to see your dad.
- I could take you to see him. - Hmm?
No, thank you. Why doesn't Chloe take me?
We can talk.
You wanna come with us? Come on.
- What are they doing? - Hmm?
That's nothing to worry about.
Chloe, listen to me.
Whatever anyone says about your father in the days to come,
he is one of the few men I know who still believes in honor.
You got that?
I've thought about this moment for a long time.
In the dark hours, during dinners, drinks, family outings.
Our life together.
I wondered, Robin, how I'd feel at the end of it all.
I was even scared to think that, at the final moment,
the love that I claimed for you would turn itself into something real.
What are you saying?
I suppose I'm almost disappointed,
because there's nothing there.
What's happening?
I don't understand.
I feel nothing at all.
Why are you doing this?
Because it is time.
Better to be an ambassador's widow than a wife.
All the freedom without this.
No, Mei...
My name is not Mei.
My name has never been Mei.
- For God's sake... - No.
For the sake of the humiliated and suffering people of North Korea, Robin.
For their sake.
Somebody help me!
Dad? Dad?
- Chloe! Chloe, no! - No! No, Dad! Dad, no!
Dad, no! No, please!
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