Okay.
Oh, shit.
What are you doing after this?
No plans.
Good morning.
We're having lunch with the Rousseau's.
Who?
The French couple.
We met them yesterday.
Oh, great.
What story should we tell them?
You invited 'em.
How about the OCD story?
That one's fun. Haven't used it in a while.
Okay.
But this time, you're the one with OCD.
You're better at it.
Why was I mad at you?
I think it works better when you don't say it.
Come here.
I need help with my necklace.
Could they make these things any smaller?
It'll be nice to have lunch with another couple.
Like normal people.
That's us. Normal people.
Are you feeling okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, just had that dream again.
It was a fair fight.
You sucker-shot me.
How do I look?
I think you need to come back to bed.
Joe is one of those men who can't understand
how anyone could ever be mad at him.
She was probably just sick of my shit.
I was. I was.
I was sick of his shit
and I decided that it was time for him to go.
So she takes all my clothes
she throws them on my bed, tosses my suitcase at me.
He's making me sound irrational.
So my favorite part of this story.
- Lara has... - Joe has OCD.
- I have OCD. - That's a problem.
Yeah.
- Just a little bit. Right. - Mild OCD. Yeah.
You're mildly obsessive-compulsive.
Oh, my God.
I can see that a little bit.
When he's packing, everything has to be folded
exactly the right way.
I mean, one wrong crease
and he's got to start the whole process over again.
I do like clean lines.
- I know you do. - Yeah.
So it took you, what, four hours?
To fold all of your clothes?
And then by the end, we were just so exhausted.
Yeah, we were.
And we just made up.
We made up.
I mean, after she admitted she was overreacting.
I was really tired and I just wanted to go to bed, actually.
So where are you from originally?
I grew up all over.
I actually was raised in Brazil.
My mom is Brazilian.
- What? - Yeah, I swear to you.
So you were from Brazil, and you were from...
- American. - Okay.
So how did you guys meet?
Joe actually came to Sao Paulo
- Okay. - On business.
And he didn't know anything about the culture.
He introduced himself to me in Spanish.
(Portuguese)
- He said you screwed up. - That's right.
- In Portuguese. - Yes.
So it seems you were destined to meet.
Destiny. It's an old French word.
- Right? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Never heard of that one.
- Yeah. - Roland, how's your leg?
Yeah. It's a sprain, I'm afraid. Quite painful, but...
A mild sprain. Don't get dramatic.
But at least I don't have to go on this little trek in the woods.
Roland hates nature.
I just prefer not to interact with it, right?
Well, you know, Bridgette, you should come with us.
- Yeah? - It's a wonderful idea.
Yeah.
- It would be lovely. - Yeah.
Yeah, thank you.
Leave him at home.
You should get ready. Bridgette's gonna be here soon.
Are you still looking for that plane?
Whoever it is, they're not here for us.
They wouldn't be that obvious.
Right.
I guess I'll just hang around and pretend I have OCD all day.
I'm sorry.
It's too easy.
I saw your expression when I invited Bridgette
to come with us.
You mean Destiny.
She's great. Best.
Okay. I'll take that answer at face value.
"Destiny. It's a French word."
I'll be right back.
Brazil, huh?
Lara? How you doing in there?
So it's not us. It's a local issue
but I'm on standby, so I can't go on the tour.
Fine. Fine. We'll just go tomorrow.
But then Bridgette would have to go alone.
You mean you can't go, not we can't go.
You should still go on the tour.
This isn't a vacation.
You're working a mark.
Honey, it's both.
Fine. Fine, I'll go.
I'll go.
- I don't impose. - Oh, no. No.
- You're not imposing. Really? - Joe's really looking forward to it.
And I'm sure I'll feel better after I just have a little nap.
- Ready? - Yeah.
Good. Bye.
- Yeah. - Thank you.
Gloves on. Bye.
After World War II ended, Sobchak returned from exile
to live out his days on his ancestral land.
It was in this modest house that he wrote his most renowned works
including Worthy Adversary.
No, no!
Right this way.
I didn't know there was an airport close to here.
It's not.
Is that hail?
Lara.
Lara?
That's near them, no?
The smoke and...
I don't know.
- Bridgette. - What?
You should go back to the resort. It's not safe.
No, I'm a doctor. I can help.
Please, go back.
What is it?
What the hell?
Fuck.
They got shot.
Hey, everyone, just go back to the resort, okay?
Yes, that's a good idea. I will wait for the police.
Come, I'll... I'll get you to the resort.
Joe? Who did that?
Where's the person who did that?
- Look at... - Yeah. Just be careful.
What are these marks?
- What is that? - Oh, shit.
He's a professional.
Professional what?
It's working.
Is that good, right?
Yeah. Not for me. It's not.
Oh, hey, Joe.
Where'd you find this place?
What was this, a fucking Toys "R" Us or something?
- Shh, yeah. - What do you got?
We just picked up a floater.
Okay.
- Look at... - Yeah. Just be careful.
What are these marks?
He's a professional.
Yeah, and he's one of ours.
And he's been missing for five years.
Who's the Frenchie?
She's no match.
Where are they?
Poland.
We just picked that up off a Cessna radio.
It's a DEA plane.
Anybody from DEA reach out to us?
No. His voice ain't gonna match anything in their database.
- Want me to send it over? - Fuck no.
Get me the DEA file on the Cessna
and get me a list of the closest arbiters.
- Alright? - Copy.
What are you doing?
He might have swallowed it.
Swallowed what?
Whatever got him killed.
No! No, don't!
Come on.
Come on
Go back to the resort.
- But I... - Hey, the shooter's still out here.
Go.
What is that?
Flight pill.
Look, there they are.
You see them?
No.
But everything must be okay.
Otherwise, they'd be running.
Yeah, you say it but you don't look very convinced.
Alright. We have five arbiters in the region.
Okay. Who's senior?
Chester.
- Who else? - Chester.
I don't want to talk about Chester, okay?
Chester is messy.
Well, he's less than two hours out.
Let me tell you a story.
- Archibald? - Yeah.
Guy on the tape.
Five years ago, he goes to Warsaw.
Routine work, nothing exotic.
He gets shot, kidnapped, never resurfaces
never checks back in. So what do we do?
We list him as out of the office indefinitely, like we always do
and boom, he's back.
Do you think it's possible that he may have joined Alarum?
Just keep your mouth shut.
We were waiting for the police.
There isn't any need for the police.
What happened here?
We were on the Sobchak tour when the plane crashed.
Came to see if they needed any help.
And did they?
They were dead when we got here.
You're quiet.
Why would an attractive woman like you
come into the woods looking for a crash?
You must be a nurse.
(French)
I speak French, too.
But I know you understand me.
You looked annoyed when I said you were a nurse
and not a doctor.
Do you speak French, too?
You know, French. They say that's destiny.
You're American.
Yeah.
Did you take anything?
No.
You don't think I will shoot you, too?
Oh, no, I think you'll shoot me.
I'll just search the plane first.
And find what?
American stoicism.
I admire that quality.
What is your name?
Joe.
American Joe.
(Foreign language)
Hey.
Fire!
What was that?
I'll be right back.
We have to go.
Roland, now.
Come on.
Yeah.
Call home.
Alright.
Hello.
Location?
Slovakia. Aren't I lucky?
- Status? - I'm open for business.
Excellent. Please hold for the director.
Chester.
This is Burbridge.
We have a location on Archibald.
Archibald?
We worked a lot together.
Is that a conflict of interest?
No, it's okay.
Good.
I would like you to depart immediately.
Okay.
We think he's joined Alarum.
Alarum?
Have you confirmed that?
Well, it's not confirmed, but...
Please terminate him.
Chester?
Alright.
Do you have anything that can be used as a weapon?
No. I don't know. No.
There's no weapons here.
Okay, listen. You hold the knife like this.
Roland, fucking pay attention to me.
You're gonna hold it like this.
You're gonna jam the knife right here.
You're gonna thrust it in as hard as you can.
You're gonna dig it and you're gonna turn it.
You really want to cut the whole neck open.
Whose neck?
Whoever comes through that door.
Lock the door behind me.
What about Bridgette?
She's alive. Joe will take care of her.
Roland, you have to focus. Think about Bridgette.
Think about going home.
That's how you're gonna get through this.
Yeah, yeah. Okay.
Lock the door.
Yeah.
We've identified a Yellow jacket file.
An assassin, codename Orlin.
- I've read that guy's file. - Yeah, well, he was on the plane
the exact plane that Archibald's voice showed up on.
Why are all these computers 25 years old, man?
Yeah, well, I just wanted to put this out there.
I think they're working together.
No, they're not working together.
Archibald never works with anybody.
Yeah. Well, this is what I'm thinking.
We have Orlin and Archibald already there.
- Chester is on his way, right? - Yeah.
Who the fuck knows what the DEA's gonna do?
- We have an arbiter. - Huh.
We have a Yellow jacket and a possible member of Alarum.
- Okay. Yeah. - Yeah, so I'm just thinking.
Feels like we're building a bomb.
Great. Whose bomb is it?
- Ours. - Your bomb. Okay. Fuck.
If you go any further
he'll pick your men apart one by one.
You'll run out of men before he runs out of bullets.
What should we do?
American Joe!
I think you understated your military training!
I'm sending my men to the resort!
I assume you did not come here alone!
The person waiting for you will be dead by morning!
Leave a few of your men scattered as snipers.
You and the rest come with me to the resort.
Operator, drive!
These are the location coordinates you provided.
Are we near the town?
Just behind us a bit.
Right. You can put it down now.
Copy that.
Hey, what do your wife and kids think about you flying all the time?
Do they ever get nervous?
No, sir. I'm not married.
The American did not return to forest.
We think he's headed for village.
He's looking for resources to find.
Send some men.
Tell the rest of your men to go from cabin to cabin.
Grab the guests. Bring them here.
The authorities have probably been contacted.
My employee will handle that.
Nobody is coming for these people.
Roland, it's me.
- Lara? - Hurry up. Roland.
I'm coming.
Fuck.
- Can you run on that ankle? - I...
Come on. I need quick answers.
- Yes or no? Get under the bed. - No. It's... it's gonna hurt.
Go on. When the soldiers come in here, you don't make a sound.
- You stay still. Get down. - What...
- What soldiers? - Hurry up.
Oh, God.
Here we go.
Hey, hey.
Deputy Director
we have somebody on the house line for you.
Somebody named Archibald.
Put him through.
Go ahead for the Director.
Hello, Burbs.
Hey, Archie.
What, it's been like five years?
You taking the long way home?
It's Joe now.
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 one second.
Kirby, give me the Yellow jacket file
on Archibald's last target in Prague.
Joe, we are actually assembling data on the plane right now.
You know Orlin's here?
You know, he was on the plane before it went down.
There was chatter here that you and he might be working together
and of course, I reassured everyone
that that could not possibly be the case.
Well, it's not.
But I do know why he was on that plane.
And now you show me your cards.
You know, I watched Orlin gut one of the pilots.
He pulled a flash drive from a man's stomach.
Okay, flight pill.
I don't know what's on it.
But I do know if Orlin is involved
it must be important.
Chartered the plane, huh? DEA?
We're thinking along those lines.
Tell you what. Call off Chester.
Give me a few hours. I'll retrieve the flash drive.
In exchange for what?
I want you to forget about me.
Yeah. I tell you what.
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.
You fuckin' what?
Tell Chester to meet me at Trekker Hunting.
It's down the street from his hotel.
Wait... wait a second, you...
Park the jeep in the forest ten meters due east.
If another jeep pulls up out front, they shouldn't see it.
If they come looking for their men
they're gonna see the dead bodies.
Then they're gonna assume that you took the jeep and you fled.
I don't know who's out there or how many there are.
We should be safe here for now.
Get in the wardrobe.
You're gonna hide in there. You're not gonna move.
You're not gonna make a sound.
- Okay. - You got the keys to the jeep.
But only use it as a last resort.
Why are you helping me, Lara?
That doesn't matter now.
Archibald...
married the assassin
- Oh, shit. - Who shot and kidnapped him.
Well, if that's true then...
she's gotta be there.
Yeah. And guess what?
You get to call your friends in the DEA.
So you want me to reopen the Yellow jacket file?
Absolutely. We have to find out
A, who she's working for
and B, if she, in fact, is working Archibald.
Or maybe they're just both working for Alarum.
Hello?
Well, I think I officially jinxed the trip.
Never should have said a literary museum sounds boring.
Where are you?
The town about ten miles north.
Orlin's here.
Yeah. Yeah, Chester, too.
What's the plan?
Let's rendezvous at the Sobchak house.
You'll be underwhelmed.
Can you go there now?
I got something to take care of first.
Then I'll come.
Stay alive.
Suspend your mission.
Give Archibald enough time to retrieve the flight pill.
Okay. And after he retrieves it?
Archibald cannot come home again.
If Larissa Moss is there, eliminate her, too.
You got it.
Moron.
How you doing, kid?
Vacation's going great.
Burbridge send you here to cheer me up?
He did.
He said you're looking for some stupid thing
like a flight pill.
You haven't found it yet, have you?
Nope.
Perfect. I'll help you find it.
Perfect.
- Yeah. - You look tired.
Hey, do not judge your book by its cover.
So you quit?
Did you join Alarum?
Would it even matter?
No, no. I'm just being curious. Chit-chat and all that shit.
Vodka.
This is what the doctor ordered.
How about we toast a rekindled friendship?
Here we go.
A toast to hell.
May our stay there be as much fun as our way there. Again.
That your work?
It is. Yeah.
What'd you use?
I cannot tell you, my friend
because you're not part of the club anymore.
Oh, right.
Friendly on the helicopter?
That's gotta be some kind of bad mojo.
I don't think so. I mean, he wasn't married
and there's no collateral damage.
I want to ask you something.
Why are you trying so hard to retrieve this flight pill?
You think it's gonna be your ticket home?
- No. - Good.
You're smart, 'cause it's encrypted.
You're never gonna crack it. You, me, nobody.
My wife's at the resort. I need help.
For what?
Orlin's here.
He's here?
That fool's still around? Burbridge forgot that part.
I'm gonna have to raise my rates.
Excuse me.
I gotta freshen up.
What is it?
What is what? I was in there freshening up.
Oh, come on, Chester. I'm not that out of practice.
What is it?
Is it new?
Yeah, it's definitely new.
That poor chopper pilot was the test subject.
- And? - It's the worst stuff
we've ever made.
Quick, but painless.
Really?
Don't get stuck.
Was that necessary?
Hey, Arch, you want to put that gun down?
We're friends here. I'm here to help you.
Right.
When I checked in here, the old man at the desk said
"What's in the bag?"
Hey, you're slipping.
This is bad luck to leave liquor in a glass.
And you think it's a good idea to drink before a shootout?
I can't think of a better time, in theory.
Alright.
This is an AA-12.
Now, the only flaw with this weapon
is it makes everything too easy.
So, why don't you put that peashooter down
and pick up one of these and let's cause some damage.
There you go.
Good to work with you again, Chester.
Yeah, yeah.
(Russian)
They refuse to go after American.
Why do they think it's an option not to fight?
He has heavy artillery.
Tell them I'm on my way.
Hey, Chris.
- Ronald, how are you? - What's up, man?
What do you think of the new place? Huh?
- You've done a great job, man. - Thank you.
I did it all myself.
- You look good. - Thanks, buddy.
But I need you to tell me what information you have
on my 206.
Well, what information do you have on the flight pill?
Buddy, I'm not that easy.
Ronald, why don't you start?
What kind of classified bullshit triggered this meeting?
A loose arbiter? Huh?
We need that flash drive back.
Strictly DEA. It has nothing to do with you guys.
Oh, really? Well, that will be determined
when I get my eyes on the flash drive.
And I've got people looking for it right now.
And believe me, I will be taking a close look at it
before I turn it back over to you.
Well, that's assuming that you guys get it.
Kirbs, give me a second.
Thanks, buddy.
Chris, I was hoping you and I could work together on this.
We can, man. I'm here. I'm listening.
But you got to give me something.
Okay. Here's what I'm dealing with.
I've got an ex-arbiter that I think has joined Alarum.
Are you telling me Alarum exists?
Is that what the company's feeding you guys?
- Yes. - What are these guys?
- I don't know. Maybe. - Rogue spies? Vigilantes?
- I don't fucking know. - What the fuck are they?
But listen to me.
The intelligence indicates yes.
Wow. That changes the game, doesn't it?
Yeah. Basically, it means I'm fucked.
Okay, look, I can't tell you everything I know.
But I will tell you everything that I can.
- Alright? - Sure.
So I want you to take a look at this.
'Cause I'm adding one name to this list today.
This is Alarum's suspected roster?
Yeah.
Fuck, man. What do these guys want?
Well, if you believe the rumors, they want to tear down
the tyranny of the Global Intelligence Network.
It's okay. I'm here to help.
- Thank God. - Keep quiet. I'll be back.
You can't just leave us!
Fuck!
There it is. The English.
- Unattractive. - Yeah.
Well, you wouldn't win the prize anyway, huh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Did you hear that?
(Russian)
Someone cut off Yuri's dick.
- Someone cut off... - I see that.
Someone's trying to intimidate you.
It's working.
(Russian)
Go get hostages.
I will execute them one by one until coward comes out of hiding!
Hands up!
Turn around. Slowly.
Check her.
Fuck!
(Russian)
Why are your men hiding when I am paying them to fight?
The American. He has help.
There are two in there.
Two Americans against all your men?
And their weapons are much...
Bring your men here.
Come, come. Come.
You are afraid of what is in there.
Take your men.
Wait for me at the hotel entrance.
Go.
Do you understand now?
You will die out here if you refuse to fight.
Better to take your chances in there.
I am what you must fear.
The American may offer you death
but I guarantee it.
What's Orlin doing?
He's killing his own men.
That figures.
God, I'm hungry.
I don't know about you but I need some pancakes
or French toast, fun food, something.
Who worked you the fuck over?
Got that five years ago.
Well, I hope you killed him.
All men, over here.
Married her, actually.
What? Come on.
It was before she knew me.
Oh, God. 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 she's not playing you?
Even though it would be a perfect ending
that you're the dumb Pooh Bear who fell into the honeypot.
Well, she was already a double agent when we met
so at least it's not boring.
Right.
And then she joined Alarum, right?
Yes.
- What about you? - No.
No, I wanted out, so I'm out.
But here I am, stuck in this shit with you anyway.
She'll get to you, kid.
She'll convince you, for sure.
Oh, yeah, well, she's trying.
I think it's time.
What's he doing now?
Yeah, he hasn't taken his position yet.
Yeah, well, he'll let his men be up front.
He is a coward.
- Yeah. - Goddamn.
My back, my back is tight.
Can you do me a favor? Alright? Seriously, it's embarrassing.
Could you pull me up just a little bit?
It locks up.
- I hate to admit that. - Jesus Christ.
- Come on. - Thank you.
Shit!
You crazy bastard.
Sorry, kid. You got about an hour.
Antidote?
Not for you.
Chester...
you said you'd help me.
Chester?
I'm here, right?
And you won't be able to do this alone
so, if your wife's got an hour, don't waste it.
Not for nothing.
The final hour won't be boring.
When you go in, do not stop.
This is not your home.
Inflict as much damage as you can.
If your bullets do not kill them
the shattering glass will cut them
or the exploding walls will distract them.
If we have to, we will demolish the building
until it crashes down on them!
Shoot the windows!
It's an assassin's operative to control chaos.
If we are not here to end this chaos
we are here to defy it.
Go! Go! Go!
Go!
Down, down!
It's hard to find home, not hard to move in.
- More! - More.
Go!
Ever use a frag grenade?
No?
It's impressive.
Shit!
Shit.
What?
You had it the whole time, Arch?
Chester! Chester!
Oh, come on. Chester!
- I got it. - No.
There.
You Americans
think you're the only well-trained killers in the world.
I'm German.
And I'm the best-trained killer in the world.
Yuri was my friend.
Who's Yuri?
The man you mutilated.
What is this?
You can stop this by calling American.
Tell him to turn over flash drive.
He's my husband.
And nobody can make him do anything.
(Russian)
Perhaps you can explain situation to him
in a way that he will understand.
Okay.
Give me his SATCOM and I'll explain it to him.
Show me before you send.
Who do you work for?
I'm not working.
I'm on my honeymoon.
You... you work for them?
Alarum.
Alarum?
It means to call to arms.
We don't work for a single country
or government.
We work for ourselves.
Is it... is it too late to join?
Your application's denied.
There is a French citizen staying at the resort
a Roland Rousseau.
His bank is suspected of laundering money
- for an arms dealer. - Okay.
He's pretty clean himself, but you know Alarum.
They could be actively recruiting him to join the group.
That bolsters the idea that
Archibald and Moss are working for Alarum.
Maybe, but let's say Archibald finds the flash drive
turns it over to foreign intelligence or Alarum.
What are we looking at?
- Bottom line? - Bottom line?
Half of the network's operation could get unmasked.
- Whoa... whoa. Say that again? - You heard me.
Half of the network's operation can get unmasked.
Half.
This flash drive needs to come home or disappear.
You pick.
Hey, guess what?
You get to target Archibald's coordinates.
Holy smoke, goddammit.
God.
Shit.
American Joe.
You again.
I underestimated you.
What is your field name?
A little weak coming in at the end, don't you think?
Never trade longevity for bravado.
Yeah, yeah.
I worked under Archibald.
Yes. I've heard of you.
You disappeared.
I quit.
Bad timing for all this then, eh?
Yeah.
Where is the flash drive?
What's on it?
What does it matter to people like us?
Chester. He has it.
Chester. He's a part of the old guard.
Why is he...
The Americans sent him to kill you.
Yeah. Appears that way.
And now? Where will he go?
Back to the lodge. Try to kill my wife.
We're both double-crossed tonight.
It should have been a simple exchange.
But an undercover DEA agent overplayed his hand.
Thought he had me trapped by altitude.
Wait, wait. I'm... I'm sorry.
You shot down a plane you were in?
Why not?
I was the only one with a parachute.
Shit.
I have no use for intricate strategies, huh?
Barbarism works.
Yeah. Clearly.
You can't leave without the flash drive.
Job's binding.
You're gonna need help with Chester.
Your local guys can't handle him.
Not a full ceasefire.
A recess.
Yes?
Till the bell rings.
Yes.
Yeah. Yeah. Joe?
Yeah. Great. Okay.
- Yeah. - Drone strike is set.
Chris, thanks for coming by.
Need a minute with Agent Kirby here, okay?
- See you next time. - See you guys.
Alright, take care. Yeah.
Okay, we need a cleaning crew on the ground.
I want to be first when this thing is over, okay?
They don't get the credit when we've done all the dirty work.
Got it. I'll find a local company.
- Keep it simple. - Yeah.
If money's a problem, tell them we write the biggest checks.
If they need their asses kissed...
We got the biggest lips.
Look at you with the fucking jokes.
So, alright. No U.S. equipment can be used. Alright?
Alright, cool. Look, I've already founded a charter company.
- Ascendia Charters. - Excellent. Alright.
Tap into the sweetener fund for our Polish friends.
It is very important that our complete non-involvement
is understood and appreciated.
- Yeah. Copy. - Okay, you got that?
Alright.
Hey, we need a cleaning crew on the ground.
Yeah. Find out who in the area can get us access.
Yeah.
I have Ascendia Charters on the line.
There's a problem.
You have to hear it for yourself.
Okay.
Hello, this is Ronald Burbridge
with the National Clandestine Service of the United States of America.
What is the fucking problem?
Just like I told your friend.
I have a team of local cleaners and one helicopter.
Fine. I only need one helicopter.
Look, your name alone isn't enough anymore.
Sir, the problem is that we're not the only bidder.
Excuse me?
Four of you? One whirl?
I've got a guy from another United States agency.
And he won't even give me his name
or tell me where he's from.
Okay, fine. We'll outbid all of them.
That's what you all are saying.
Galligaskins.
Look it up.
Fuck.
Send Kirby in here!
Jesus Christ!
Sir, there's an Archibald on the line for you.
He says it's urgent. His phone's about to die.
Yeah, he always says that when he's gonna hang up on me.
Patch him through.
Go ahead for the director.
You lied to me.
Hey, would you hold on a second?
What's the status of the drone strike?
Strike's impending.
Hello, Joe.
You know how we deal with traitors.
No, I never compromised my country.
For a foreign agent?
She follows the same code as we do, you know that?
Oh, yeah?
What code is that? Alarum?
You know what?
I really tried to stay out of the fray on this.
I did.
So I'll tell you what
after I kill Chester
I'm coming for you.
I happen to know that Chester has the flash drive.
I also happen to know that
Chester gave you a shot of KR-4
and that you will be dead before dinner.
He didn't take the bait.
No, I didn't even have time to give it.
Trace your location?
Yeah, but that doesn't do him any good.
He can't get men here in time.
He doesn't trust Chester to bring it back.
He's gonna kill us all.
He's in the village.
Okay, he's gonna head for the resort.
So have the drones light up the travel routes.
Yeah, we just got word. The hostages escaped.
That makes no fucking sense.
- Yeah. - Or maybe, I guess it does
because it's a whole fucking shit show.
- Shit show. Yeah. - Yeah.
- One more thing. - Yeah.
I want you to add a little finisher to the drone strike.
Copy.
Let's light it up. Make it a burn zone.
Yeah.
Shit.
Lara! Lara!
Hey. They're coming back.
They are heat seekers.
Fire. Fire.
Fire, yes, yes.
Books, books.
Fucking here.
Come on.
- Light. - Yes.
- Come on. Yeah. - Yes.
You know, historically, this whole burning book thing
doesn't work out for people.
Yeah, yeah.
Come on, where are you?
You see anything?
No.
There!
Hurt.
Fuck.
- Come on. - We gotta get out of here.
We gotta get out of this fucking house.
- Let's go. - Fuck.
Come on.
Got him.
Yes, you did, American Joe.
Congratulations.
As I said before
barbarism works.
Run!
What are you doing after this?
No plans.
Yeah. Me too.
No. Don't look at me like that.
- I'm fine. - Alright.
I'll accept that answer at face value.
Come on. Let's get you down here.
Let's go home, okay?
Hey.
You can shave my head, ink me up.
Hey, hey, hey. You hear me?
Come on, come on, stay with me.
- Are you... - I'm in.
- Okay? - You're gonna need references.
Still got jokes. Can you believe it?
It's about time.
Took you long enough.
It's almost time, Arch.
Sorry.
How much time do I have?
Just about a minute. It's not exact.
Well, you mind?
I need you to throw the pistol away.
Alright. Running out of time.
Clock's running.
Alrighty.
- What? What? - I...
I'm from Ohio.
- Ohio? - I lied.
What does he mean you only have a minute?
Poison. He stuck me.
He poisoned you?
He thinks.
What?
How?
You know, Chester
when I saw that pilot die
I knew it was some kind of poison.
I really did.
And then, you know, I had time to...
go look through your hotel room.
Yeah.
I knew that stuff in the vial looked like water
when I tried to put it in a syringe.
Oh, shit.
Fuck.
You put it in the vodka. Good. Smart.
You never did leave a glass undrunk.
Hey!
- Give me the antidote. Come on. - This?
- Give it to me. - Oh, come on.
Listen, you're gonna need help.
If you're going to war against Burbridge
you're gonna need friends.
You don't have any. I'm just saying.
Fuck. Goddamn.
Look, Burbridge betrayed me, too.
Be nice.
Give me the antidote and I'll join the team.
I promise.
I'll kill as many of them as I can.
I'll kill 'em all. You know I mean that, Arch.
Come on. Yeah.
Fuck it. I deserve it.
You win. Let's take off.
You do deserve it.
You do, but I need you.
So you're gonna bring every black bag there is.
I'll bring 'em all.
Good move. Good move, Arch.
- Oh, shoot. - Here's the cleanup crew.
Joe, Joe.
That's help.
It works.