Man on Fire (2026) s01e02 Episode Script
Two
[ominous music playing]
[music turns dramatic]
[dramatic music continues]
[music fades]
[people chattering indistinctly]
-[tapping]
-[bed springs squeaking]
Sorry.
Make you feel any better, I'm nervous too.
I just don't understand
how they can be gone.
Because they were--
They were fine, and then, um…
Hey, I'll tell you something
that I learned
before I met your dad.
I was a little younger than you,
and my older brother,
he got into a car accident,
and he needed surgery.
The doctor who was gonna do it,
he was all business, no emotion.
And…
my mom got so mad.
She told him to show a little humanity,
a little compassion.
And he said, "Respectfully, ma'am,
that is not what you want."
He said, "You don't want the doctor
who sees your son as a person."
"You want the doctor who sees your son
as nothing more
than an interesting puzzle."
Because when everything is on the line,
you always do better with someone
that's trying to solve you
than someone that's trying to save you.
[poignant music playing]
I know that this is hard.
But for right now,
we're gonna put all
of our emotions behind,
and we're gonna go out there,
and we're gonna be a couple of surgeons.
Surgeons?
Surgeons.
[music turns tense]
[tense music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music continues]
[in Portuguese] Everything's ready.
[Osmar] Leave in stages,
five minutes apart.
Once you're in position,
do nothing unless I order it.
[tense music continues]
[in English] Why haven't you asked me
about what I saw?
When the time comes, I will.
[poignant pensive music playing]
I would like to make sure
you only have to relive that once.
[tense music playing]
[in Portuguese] They're turning left.
[driver] Hold positions.
Hold positions.
[tense music continues]
[suspenseful pensive music playing]
[in English] Creasy…
[clicks]
Are they with us?
-Hey, we need to divert.
-What?
They're on the buildings, and we got
a car pacing us about a block away.
The route is compromised. Divert. Now.
[music intensifies]
What's your diversion target?
They've got a military facility
on secure lockdown.
-Distance?
-[driver] Twelve kilometers.
[man in Portuguese over radio]
We're being followed.
We need to take a detour.
They're leaving the route.
-[in English] Are we good?
-Just keep your eyes peeled.
Creasy, that doesn't sound like
an answer to my question.
-[in Portuguese] Sir?
-Hold the position.
[music turns dramatic]
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
[Tiago] We only have
one more team in pursuit.
[sirens wailing]
[car horns honking]
It's happening. Decide now.
[in English] Cut through the park.
On the right! On the right!
[driver in Portuguese]
Leaving route. Track with me.
Divert to backup target.
[Osmar] Suspend.
It's over.
-[tense music playing]
-[sirens wailing]
[music turns dramatic]
[music fades]
[Soares in English] My sincere apologies.
Sadly, even after yesterday's act
of violence,
we still continue to receive
threats from the FRP.
Given the circumstances,
it seems prudent
to conduct the interview here,
and we've arranged a military transport
to fly directly back to the US, okay?
In there?
Yes.
Go on, Poe.
We're just gonna chat for a second.
[soldiers chattering in Portuguese]
You can record the interview.
I'll make sure
all your questions get asked,
but I don't want anyone else in the room
when I'm talking to her.
You seem to be under the impression
that you have authority here, Mr. Creasy.
You know,
regardless of what you decided
when you met me,
you need to recognize
that not only am I offering you my help,
but that you need it.
They had men staged
all along the convoy route.
That's a clear indication that there's
a leak somewhere in your chain of command.
And if you can't trust the men below you,
you'd do well to reconsider
the man in front of you.
Would you trust the person I saw
in that interview the other day?
Job interviews are not my specialty.
Unfortunately, this has turned into
something I'm much more familiar with.
[tense pensive music playing]
I know that thinking
about what happened is painful,
so just for the moment, let's not.
As much as you can,
I want you to stick to how you felt
and what you saw
before anything happened at the building.
Before.
That's where all the information
that we need is waiting.
Do you understand?
Good.
So when you woke up,
you were at your boyfriend's?
[Poe] He's not really my, um…
But yeah.
I snuck out.
I wasn't planning on staying out,
but then, when I woke up, I…
I realized if… if I didn't rush,
Dad would be awake, and--
Stay in the before.
[sniffles]
[Poe sighs]
So you had to get home.
I took Liam's motorcycle.
I remember thinking
I was going to make it.
The streets were empty, I was going fast,
and I was coming to this last turn.
I had the light,
but it's like I just sensed something
coming before I saw it.
So I slammed the brakes,
and then these two vans,
they came flying through the intersection.
And then a motorcycle.
Like a sport one. Or a racing one.
Tell me more about the motorcycle.
-I think it was black.
-Hm.
Like everything.
The rider was in black clothes,
black helmet, um…
[ominous music playing]
Yeah, that's all I remember.
What about the vans?
White.
-They look new or old?
-New.
They look like work vehicles
or someone's personal vehicles?
Look, I don't know. Work, maybe.
Okay, let's come back to that.
What happened after they passed?
I took the bike around the corner.
Maybe another half block, and I parked it.
I was basically staring
right at the building.
But he was there.
Who?
My dad.
He was getting in his car,
and he… and he saw me.
And he was calling me, and then-- [sobs]
Okay. Let's stop right there.
That's good.
That's very good.
Let's take a little break.
-Stop right there.
-[Poe sobs]
[Soares] You didn't even
ask her about the bombing.
Suspects were gone before the bombing.
Unless we do it the right way,
strong emotions can warp memories.
If I bring her feelings up to the surface,
that's likely to get us less useful intel
and not more.
I'm going to get everything that we need.
Right now,
what I need from you are pictures
of the most common white vans
sold in the last five years.
I'm asking you… for a little faith here.
You think you want to get these people
any more than I do? More than she does?
If you still have questions
after I come out,
I won't say anything
if you want to go in and ask for yourself.
Is that fair?
I'm also going to need a couple of rags
or a small towel.
[unsettling music playing]
What are we doing?
[Creasy] I want you to think back
to being on that bike.
Now…
twenty minutes ago…
[Poe grunts softly]
…you were asleep.
But from the minute you realized
you had to get home,
you've been wide awake,
adrenaline pumping, yes?
Yes.
All right, and now you're so close.
You're reaching that intersection,
and then you slam on the brakes
because you sense something coming.
How does that make you feel?
How does what make me feel?
Something coming out of nowhere.
You have to stop or you'll get smashed.
How do you feel?
[sniffling]
Shocked. Surprised. I…
[horn blaring]
Point to the van you saw.
Look and point, don't think, remember.
[sobbing]
[pensive music playing]
[sniffling]
[music intensifies]
All right, now I want you to…
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
I saw his face.
[music turns dramatic]
The rider, just… just for a second,
but I saw it.
Okay. Okay, good, Poe.
Now, let's hold the story right there.
-Just stay with the rider.
-Mm-hmm.
[Creasy] Stay with the rider, Poe.
[whimpers then sniffles]
Poe.
[sobbing]
-[whimpers then sobs]
-[Creasy] Poe. All right.
All right. You did good.
-You did good. You did good.
-[sobbing]
You did good.
[music fades]
[Soares] What about the sketch artist?
[Creasy] Sketch artists
can be hit or miss.
They end up creating false memories
as often as they bring something back.
CIA has a good one she can sit with.
For now, we should pull the traffic
and security cameras in the area
from the morning of the bombing.
Maybe we get not only a sighting,
but a plate.
I'll put the word out immediately.
Yeah, see, but that's the thing.
How do you run down a lead
when you know you got a leak somewhere?
I'm due to brief
President Carmo personally.
We will hand select a small team
and make sure
to keep the circle as tight as possible.
For now, the plane is fueling.
We'll be ready to return Poe
to US within an hour.
I can't help but notice
you only mentioned Poe.
Given there's a leak,
I can see the potential value
in having an outsider assistance.
But you need to understand
that I am in charge.
Listen, we both want the same thing.
I can't help but notice
that you didn't acknowledge
that I will be in charge.
You will be in charge.
I'll have a transport arranged for you
after I brief the president.
You know, your friend Rayburn
said we would see
that having something to fight for
would bring out the best in you.
Did you believe him?
I have seen many situations, Mr. Creasy,
where having something to fight for
is what brings out the worst in people.
And I suppose
that's what continues to trouble me.
[ominous music playing]
Why can't you just come with me?
-No, you don't want that.
-I do.
-I promise I do, I--
-I have work to do here.
But, you--
You'll not only make it home safe,
you'll have a long life ahead of you.
But for that to turn out well,
you're gonna have to find a way
to leave all this behind.
The way to do that, it starts right now.
You get on that plane
with your best memories.
And you leave everything else,
including me, right here.
Never to be thought of again.
[poignant music playing]
You were there when…
when I didn't have anyone else.
It's not something I plan on forgetting.
Okay, time for you to go.
[sighs]
[sobs] Thank you.
[Poe sniffles]
Okay.
[poignant music continues]
[plane engines whirring]
[pop music playing indistinctly
over headphones]
[car tires screeching]
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct military radio chatter]
[music intensifies]
Get down! Get down! Protect the plane!
-[gunshots]
-[gasps]
[dramatic music playing]
Get out! Get out! Get out!
[pilot in Portuguese] Take off!
Pull up the stairs!
[pilot] Get down!
-[in English] Get down!
-[Poe screaming]
[plane engines whirring]
[bullets thwacking]
-[screams]
-[co-pilot grunting]
[dramatic music continues]
[men yelling in Portuguese]
[SUV engine starts]
[dramatic music continues]
[woman speaking indistinctly
over cockpit radio]
[Poe whimpering]
Shit.
[grunting and gasping]
Why isn't it turning? [grunting]
[man in Portuguese] Fuck. Closer. Hold it.
[both yelling in Portuguese]
[tense music playing]
Gringa!
[music intensifies]
[metal crunching]
[truck tires screeching]
Poe!
[grunting]
[tires screeching]
[tense music playing]
[Poe yells]
[screaming]
[grunts then screams]
[intense music playing]
[Tiago grunting]
[whimpering]
[Tiago yelling]
[grunts]
[Tiago screams]
[whimpering]
Let's go.
[tense music playing]
[Creasy grunts]
What the hell?
-[bullets thwacking]
-[Poe] What are they doing?
Trying to take out the engine.
-Hold on tight.
-Why?
-[grunts]
-[Poe gasps]
[plane engines whirring]
[gasping]
Oh my God. Creasy.
[tense music continues]
Creasy!
Oh my God. Oh my God.
Creasy! Creasy! Creasy!
[groans]
[engine whirring decreases]
[emergency alerts wailing]
Car, Creasy, car!
[music intensifies]
["The Storm" by The Procussions
playing over radio]
I've got my armor and artillery ♪
Hands on a weapon in fact
That's ready to attack all enemies ♪
Living with a life
Given back to the creator ♪
An out of shape soldier
In a swamp full of gators ♪
On the mission I've been given
It's deep ♪
I'm forgiven
So I've got an inner vision of peace ♪
In the rhythm of life I breathe ♪
I'm fighting with a fire inside
That burns brighter ♪
Till the final bell rings ♪
Yo, I was born in a violent storm ♪
In an endless fight
between right and wrong ♪
I write songs like letters from war… ♪
[song continues indistinctly]
[brakes screech]
-[Poe groans]
-[Creasy grunts]
[in Portuguese] Everything okay?
[Poe breathing heavily]
[in English] Get in, Poe.
[villagers chattering indistinctly]
["The Storm" continues]
Just a battlefield journalist
Capturing a picture ♪
Of a combat mission
From a complex prison… ♪
-Seat belt.
-[engine starts]
Riddled with imperfection ♪
My sword swung high
As the storm subsides ♪
Yo, I was not made
Just so I could decay ♪
These songs aren't played
Just so we can get paid ♪
Yeah ♪
The storm ♪
Yeah ♪
[song fades]
BREAKING NEWS
600 PEOPLE DEAD
[in Portuguese] President Carmo says he
won't let the attack interrupt elections.
Polls already show a large swing
toward the president
based on his handling of the crisis…
[man continues indistinctly]
Can I make you something to eat?
No.
-I'll make tea. You want tea?
-[woman] No.
[Melo] Thank you for being with her.
I know she's not a child,
but I didn't want her
to be alone after all this.
[woman] I love being with her.
It's no problem at all.
600 people died like this.
I know you don't want to hear it again,
but I have to say it.
You're a beautiful young woman,
and your daughter is all grown up.
Gabi…
My cousin is doing well in the States
and says there are many opportunities.
-Gabi.
-Your husband was murdered.
And it's only gotten worse since.
And now this crazy terrorism?
Do you think this is the best place
to raise your daughter? Hm?
My friend, I'm talking
about a new beginning for you and for her,
you know?
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
[in English] Yeah, Melo, this is Creasy.
Yeah, you drove me around
for several hours the other night.
Yeah.
Yeah, of course I remember.
Are your friends okay?
Listen, I need some help with driving.
But you mentioned
you're also the kind of person
who can find all sorts of things. And…
that's the kind of expertise
I need right now.
Mr. Creasy,
I don't think it's smart to work with you.
Yeah, well, smart or not, it pays well.
And what is the payment for exactly?
I think it's best we keep that
on a need-to-know basis.
In Brazil,
problems start when you get paid
and you don't ask questions.
Look, I got a girl
who lost her family in the bombing
and she saw the perpetrators, okay?
Now they want her dead
and I need to get her out of the country.
So can you help me,
or should I find somebody else?
[tense pensive music playing]
What if I ask for something
that's not money?
[music turns intriguing]
[Melo in Portuguese] Good morning!
[engine starts]
I SUPPORT THE REELECTION OF
PRESIDENT CARMO, AND YOU?
ORDER AND PROGRESS
EVERYTHING FOR BRAZIL
[intriguing music continues]
[music fades]
Hello?
[Tiago in Portuguese]
Someone there? Please help me.
[trunk rattling]
Get me out of here. Please.
Hello?
Get me the fuck out of here!
[car rattling]
Get me the fuck out of here!
[Creasy in English] Hey.
[Tiago banging on trunk and yelling]
No one followed me.
You leave your cell phones?
Yeah. And I got these, like you asked.
[Tiago yelling indistinctly]
What's this?
The beginning of something long and messy
that doesn't need to concern you.
[pounding on car trunk]
Look, all I'm asking is that you find
somewhere safe for us to assess things.
-Then I'll make sure your fee is taken--
-No fee.
I told you what I need.
Relocation with proper papers.
[Melo] Do we have a deal?
Yeah, we do.
[softly] Okay.
[Poe] I'm sorry, I--
I thought I heard someone.
Hi.
I'm Melo.
Poe.
[tense pensive music playing]
Creasy.
Jesus, it's a relief to hear your voice.
Is Poe with you? Is she okay?
Yeah, she's safe for the moment.
But after what happened this morning,
I absolutely cannot
rely on the Brazilians.
I'm 100 percent on my own with this one.
-[Tappen] You're not on your own.
-Sir--
[Tappen] You've got us,
and I'll get this taken care of for you.
Martin, tell me who we've got on deck
and ready to move.
I'm going to send you
an extraction transport plane.
Totally dark, no Brazilian involvement.
I'm going to get you and Poe home
as quickly and safely as possible.
Yeah, okay.
Look, I'm gonna need some cash
for protection and transportation.
You got it. Done.
And beyond that,
you give me some exit options,
and I'll make an assessment.
[tense pensive music continues]
Are you saying you don't think
it's safe to bring her back?
I'm saying I don't know what I don't know,
and until I do,
I can't commit to anything.
Okay.
Well, then, John,
I think you need to ask yourself.
Is she really safe with you?
I mean, this is
fucking Rayburn's daughter we're t--
-[tense music playing]
-[Tiago gasps]
[in Portuguese] What?
[in English] We're moving to another car.
If you bang on the trunk,
it'll be the last thing that you do.
[Melo] You know what we need? Music.
What do you like? Pop, maybe?
-[radio clicks]
-[pop music playing]
Um, can you turn it off?
-You don't like this one?
-No, I do, I just…
I don't want to take songs I like and…
[thudding]
…have them remind me of this.
-[radio clicks]
-[music stops]
If you don't want to associate any of this
with songs you like,
maybe we switch it up.
["Drivin' My Life Away" by Eddie Rabbitt
playing over radio]
Well, the midnight headlight
Blind you on a rainy night ♪
Steep grade up ahead
Slow me down, makin' no time ♪
But I gotta keep rollin' ♪
Those windshield wipers
Slappin' out a tempo ♪
Keepin' perfect rhythm
With the song on the radio ♪
I gotta keep rollin'… ♪
-[song continues indistinctly]
-[ominous music playing]
[Melo] Don't worry. You're safe here.
The favela has its own police,
and my cousin's an important member.
[ominous music continues]
You're gonna have to pay for this.
[Creasy] This is the budget.
Can you make that work?
Welcome to your new home.
[men chattering in Portuguese]
[ominous music continues]
[chickens squawking]
[indistinct chatter in Portuguese]
[Melo] This way.
[music turns pensive]
Make yourself comfortable.
[music fades]
I'm gonna go talk to my cousin.
I'll be right back.
Yeah.
Are you sure about this?
[Creasy] It's safe.
Places like this
are completely off the radar.
You should try to get some sleep.
No, I slept
through most of the drive here.
Apparently, country music
has a sedative effect on me.
[poignant pensive music playing]
God, not you too.
My dad always used to
try to get me to play.
Who you think taught me?
He talked about chess
like it was a religion.
No, not a religion.
A metaphor.
You have a plan, the other guy has a plan.
And when you get surprised,
you see who's smarter.
Who reacts, who attacks.
You learn to play chess…
You learn to play life.
[poignant pensive music continues]
[laughs softly]
I think that might be
the first time I've seen you smile.
We could play.
If you, um… If you want.
You settle in, I'll be back.
You're gonna leave?
Yeah, I gotta go
take care of a few things.
Are you talking
about the man in the trunk?
Yes.
Can't you just stay?
I'll be more useful out there,
not so much in here.
You're gonna kill him?
No, just…
just talk to him.
Like a surgeon?
Something like that.
Would he have killed me?
Absolutely.
-[music turns dramatic]
-[Poe scoffs]
[inhales then exhales]
Then I'll see you when you get back.
[music intensifies]
-[people chattering in Portuguese]
-[car horns honking]
Creasy!
There's a place that you can work
two blocks away.
[music turns poignant]
Did Poe eat anything?
Other than American fast food,
she hasn't eaten since she got to Brazil.
A hard case. My favorite.
I have a daughter.
And when my husband was killed,
I had a neighbor who would come over
to just talk to her.
Talking is how she processed things.
I think Poe is just like my daughter.
If you want, I'm happy to stay with her
and just listen.
All right, thanks.
But you… you're just like me.
When things are bad,
what we seek is silence.
Auto shop just around the corner.
See you later.
[poignant music continues]
[knocking on door]
[lock clicks]
Hey.
I brought something for you to eat.
[music fades]
I'm not really hungry.
Don't worry.
I asked my daughter what an American
who doesn't like Brazilian food would eat.
[tender music playing]
And these…
are coxinha.
It's kind of like, uh--
It's kind of like what you call… a nugget?
Chicken nugget, right?
-Mm.
-Yeah.
It's okay with me if you don't eat them.
I never get to
tell my daughter she's wrong,
so it's almost better if you refuse them.
She might be right.
[chuckles softly]
[music turns pensive, poignant]
How old are you?
Sixteen.
And coming to Brazil
wasn't something you were excited about?
How can you tell?
Well…
when you drive a car,
you don't just meet
lots of different people.
You learn to really see them.
What else do you see?
Someone who needs a friend.
[thuds]
[ominous music playing]
[Creasy speaking in Spanish]
You speak Spanish?
-[groaning]
-[music fades]
[Tiago] Yes.
You like movies?
["The Cisco Kid" by War
playing over radio]
You know how to tell when
a person has seen too many movies?
See, if they drag out a car battery
and tell you they're going to work on you.
[in English] That's bullshit.
A car battery never broke nobody.
You want information?
It's not the battery that's key.
It's what's inside.
[in Spanish] Sulfuric acid.
[groans]
[in English] It'll mess you up.
But that take time.
But if you mix it…
with hydrogen peroxide,
it makes something they call…
[speaking in Spanish] …piranha juice.
You know what piranhas do, yeah?
They eat your flesh.
I'm a tough motherfucker,
and I'll tell you right now…
[in English]
They got everything out of me.
Through this one scar, right here.
Put this on your forehead…
[unsettling music playing]
…it's going to eat away at your skin.
It'll slowly drip down.
And once it get into your eyes,
it's lights out.
[in Spanish] Literally.
[in English] Once it's on,
you got about two minutes
before it get into your eyes.
So talk fast.
-No!
-Hey!
You move like that,
you'll get this all over.
[in Portuguese] Fuck! What do you want?!
I'll talk. I'll talk. I'll talk.
[in Spanish] You saying
you want to try talking?
Yes.
I'm willing to try it.
But you feed me bullshit,
and I'll make sure you regret it.
Clear?
Yes.
What is your name?
Tiago.
Who hired you to kill us?
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.
He just told me
we could call him Osmar, okay?
But I don't think it's his real name.
[ominous music playing]
[Creasy] Did you help him
with the bombing too?
Bombing. Bombing.
-I don't know about the bombing.
-You don't know "bombing"?
I don't know anything about the bombing!
[yells then groans]
-No! No! No! [screams]
-[intense music playing]
[groaning]
[in English]
The clock is ticking now, Tiago.
[Tiago groaning]
You better come up with some answers.
[in Spanish] I'm not with the FRP.
I'm not with the FRP.
[in English] FRP?
[in Spanish] Please. Please.
That's Osmar's people?
Yes. Osmar's.
I don't know them.
Please.
I work with a gang out of Rio.
Osmar contacted us after the bombing,
offered to pay us for a hit.
We didn't know the target
until yesterday morning!
Stop! Please! Please, stop.
I am talking!
How did you know to hit the base?
Osmar called off the attack on the convoy.
He said the base
was where you would divert to.
Please. Please.
He said it would be undermanned
because of the threats the FRP
was making all over!
Please.
Please! Please. Please.
Please.
[whimpering] Please. Please.
[sobs]
[intense music continues]
[Tiago gasping]
[yells]
[shudders]
[music turns ominous]
How do I find Osmar?
[Carmo in English]
The issue here is Mr. Creasy.
I need your assurance
that he's being extracted as well.
It's one thing
when he was offering to work with us.
It's another to have a loose cannon
who's gone completely unresponsive
while I am having to deal
with terrorists and tragedy.
Not to mention an upcoming election.
Honestly, President Carmo,
I spoke to Creasy
and right now he doesn't trust anyone.
Even if Creasy delivers us the girl,
everything I know about him
leads me to believe that he's not leaving
until the people
that brought that building down are dead.
Director Moncrief,
I wonder how your government would react
if you had a foreign national
on the loose in your country,
operating independently,
without authority,
and in a way that potentially jeopardized
your investigation and response
to a massive terror attack.
[ominous music playing]
I'm sure we would contain him
using whatever means necessary.
[ominous music continues]
Hey, how'd it go?
We need a car.
Why? What happened?
There's a way I can get this guy
to lead us to the people coming after Poe.
So she's not going home?
No, not until I know everything
we're up against.
Okay, I'll see what I can get.
[Creasy] How is she?
Not well.
But she's in good hands.
[ominous music continues]
Is it time to go?
Not yet.
Um…
I need your help with something first.
What?
How do you feel about the sight of blood?
[ominous music continues]
[ominous music continues]
[music turns dramatic]
[dramatic music continues]
[music fades]
[people chattering indistinctly]
-[tapping]
-[bed springs squeaking]
Sorry.
Make you feel any better, I'm nervous too.
I just don't understand
how they can be gone.
Because they were--
They were fine, and then, um…
Hey, I'll tell you something
that I learned
before I met your dad.
I was a little younger than you,
and my older brother,
he got into a car accident,
and he needed surgery.
The doctor who was gonna do it,
he was all business, no emotion.
And…
my mom got so mad.
She told him to show a little humanity,
a little compassion.
And he said, "Respectfully, ma'am,
that is not what you want."
He said, "You don't want the doctor
who sees your son as a person."
"You want the doctor who sees your son
as nothing more
than an interesting puzzle."
Because when everything is on the line,
you always do better with someone
that's trying to solve you
than someone that's trying to save you.
[poignant music playing]
I know that this is hard.
But for right now,
we're gonna put all
of our emotions behind,
and we're gonna go out there,
and we're gonna be a couple of surgeons.
Surgeons?
Surgeons.
[music turns tense]
[tense music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music continues]
[in Portuguese] Everything's ready.
[Osmar] Leave in stages,
five minutes apart.
Once you're in position,
do nothing unless I order it.
[tense music continues]
[in English] Why haven't you asked me
about what I saw?
When the time comes, I will.
[poignant pensive music playing]
I would like to make sure
you only have to relive that once.
[tense music playing]
[in Portuguese] They're turning left.
[driver] Hold positions.
Hold positions.
[tense music continues]
[suspenseful pensive music playing]
[in English] Creasy…
[clicks]
Are they with us?
-Hey, we need to divert.
-What?
They're on the buildings, and we got
a car pacing us about a block away.
The route is compromised. Divert. Now.
[music intensifies]
What's your diversion target?
They've got a military facility
on secure lockdown.
-Distance?
-[driver] Twelve kilometers.
[man in Portuguese over radio]
We're being followed.
We need to take a detour.
They're leaving the route.
-[in English] Are we good?
-Just keep your eyes peeled.
Creasy, that doesn't sound like
an answer to my question.
-[in Portuguese] Sir?
-Hold the position.
[music turns dramatic]
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
[Tiago] We only have
one more team in pursuit.
[sirens wailing]
[car horns honking]
It's happening. Decide now.
[in English] Cut through the park.
On the right! On the right!
[driver in Portuguese]
Leaving route. Track with me.
Divert to backup target.
[Osmar] Suspend.
It's over.
-[tense music playing]
-[sirens wailing]
[music turns dramatic]
[music fades]
[Soares in English] My sincere apologies.
Sadly, even after yesterday's act
of violence,
we still continue to receive
threats from the FRP.
Given the circumstances,
it seems prudent
to conduct the interview here,
and we've arranged a military transport
to fly directly back to the US, okay?
In there?
Yes.
Go on, Poe.
We're just gonna chat for a second.
[soldiers chattering in Portuguese]
You can record the interview.
I'll make sure
all your questions get asked,
but I don't want anyone else in the room
when I'm talking to her.
You seem to be under the impression
that you have authority here, Mr. Creasy.
You know,
regardless of what you decided
when you met me,
you need to recognize
that not only am I offering you my help,
but that you need it.
They had men staged
all along the convoy route.
That's a clear indication that there's
a leak somewhere in your chain of command.
And if you can't trust the men below you,
you'd do well to reconsider
the man in front of you.
Would you trust the person I saw
in that interview the other day?
Job interviews are not my specialty.
Unfortunately, this has turned into
something I'm much more familiar with.
[tense pensive music playing]
I know that thinking
about what happened is painful,
so just for the moment, let's not.
As much as you can,
I want you to stick to how you felt
and what you saw
before anything happened at the building.
Before.
That's where all the information
that we need is waiting.
Do you understand?
Good.
So when you woke up,
you were at your boyfriend's?
[Poe] He's not really my, um…
But yeah.
I snuck out.
I wasn't planning on staying out,
but then, when I woke up, I…
I realized if… if I didn't rush,
Dad would be awake, and--
Stay in the before.
[sniffles]
[Poe sighs]
So you had to get home.
I took Liam's motorcycle.
I remember thinking
I was going to make it.
The streets were empty, I was going fast,
and I was coming to this last turn.
I had the light,
but it's like I just sensed something
coming before I saw it.
So I slammed the brakes,
and then these two vans,
they came flying through the intersection.
And then a motorcycle.
Like a sport one. Or a racing one.
Tell me more about the motorcycle.
-I think it was black.
-Hm.
Like everything.
The rider was in black clothes,
black helmet, um…
[ominous music playing]
Yeah, that's all I remember.
What about the vans?
White.
-They look new or old?
-New.
They look like work vehicles
or someone's personal vehicles?
Look, I don't know. Work, maybe.
Okay, let's come back to that.
What happened after they passed?
I took the bike around the corner.
Maybe another half block, and I parked it.
I was basically staring
right at the building.
But he was there.
Who?
My dad.
He was getting in his car,
and he… and he saw me.
And he was calling me, and then-- [sobs]
Okay. Let's stop right there.
That's good.
That's very good.
Let's take a little break.
-Stop right there.
-[Poe sobs]
[Soares] You didn't even
ask her about the bombing.
Suspects were gone before the bombing.
Unless we do it the right way,
strong emotions can warp memories.
If I bring her feelings up to the surface,
that's likely to get us less useful intel
and not more.
I'm going to get everything that we need.
Right now,
what I need from you are pictures
of the most common white vans
sold in the last five years.
I'm asking you… for a little faith here.
You think you want to get these people
any more than I do? More than she does?
If you still have questions
after I come out,
I won't say anything
if you want to go in and ask for yourself.
Is that fair?
I'm also going to need a couple of rags
or a small towel.
[unsettling music playing]
What are we doing?
[Creasy] I want you to think back
to being on that bike.
Now…
twenty minutes ago…
[Poe grunts softly]
…you were asleep.
But from the minute you realized
you had to get home,
you've been wide awake,
adrenaline pumping, yes?
Yes.
All right, and now you're so close.
You're reaching that intersection,
and then you slam on the brakes
because you sense something coming.
How does that make you feel?
How does what make me feel?
Something coming out of nowhere.
You have to stop or you'll get smashed.
How do you feel?
[sniffling]
Shocked. Surprised. I…
[horn blaring]
Point to the van you saw.
Look and point, don't think, remember.
[sobbing]
[pensive music playing]
[sniffling]
[music intensifies]
All right, now I want you to…
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
I saw his face.
[music turns dramatic]
The rider, just… just for a second,
but I saw it.
Okay. Okay, good, Poe.
Now, let's hold the story right there.
-Just stay with the rider.
-Mm-hmm.
[Creasy] Stay with the rider, Poe.
[whimpers then sniffles]
Poe.
[sobbing]
-[whimpers then sobs]
-[Creasy] Poe. All right.
All right. You did good.
-You did good. You did good.
-[sobbing]
You did good.
[music fades]
[Soares] What about the sketch artist?
[Creasy] Sketch artists
can be hit or miss.
They end up creating false memories
as often as they bring something back.
CIA has a good one she can sit with.
For now, we should pull the traffic
and security cameras in the area
from the morning of the bombing.
Maybe we get not only a sighting,
but a plate.
I'll put the word out immediately.
Yeah, see, but that's the thing.
How do you run down a lead
when you know you got a leak somewhere?
I'm due to brief
President Carmo personally.
We will hand select a small team
and make sure
to keep the circle as tight as possible.
For now, the plane is fueling.
We'll be ready to return Poe
to US within an hour.
I can't help but notice
you only mentioned Poe.
Given there's a leak,
I can see the potential value
in having an outsider assistance.
But you need to understand
that I am in charge.
Listen, we both want the same thing.
I can't help but notice
that you didn't acknowledge
that I will be in charge.
You will be in charge.
I'll have a transport arranged for you
after I brief the president.
You know, your friend Rayburn
said we would see
that having something to fight for
would bring out the best in you.
Did you believe him?
I have seen many situations, Mr. Creasy,
where having something to fight for
is what brings out the worst in people.
And I suppose
that's what continues to trouble me.
[ominous music playing]
Why can't you just come with me?
-No, you don't want that.
-I do.
-I promise I do, I--
-I have work to do here.
But, you--
You'll not only make it home safe,
you'll have a long life ahead of you.
But for that to turn out well,
you're gonna have to find a way
to leave all this behind.
The way to do that, it starts right now.
You get on that plane
with your best memories.
And you leave everything else,
including me, right here.
Never to be thought of again.
[poignant music playing]
You were there when…
when I didn't have anyone else.
It's not something I plan on forgetting.
Okay, time for you to go.
[sighs]
[sobs] Thank you.
[Poe sniffles]
Okay.
[poignant music continues]
[plane engines whirring]
[pop music playing indistinctly
over headphones]
[car tires screeching]
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct military radio chatter]
[music intensifies]
Get down! Get down! Protect the plane!
-[gunshots]
-[gasps]
[dramatic music playing]
Get out! Get out! Get out!
[pilot in Portuguese] Take off!
Pull up the stairs!
[pilot] Get down!
-[in English] Get down!
-[Poe screaming]
[plane engines whirring]
[bullets thwacking]
-[screams]
-[co-pilot grunting]
[dramatic music continues]
[men yelling in Portuguese]
[SUV engine starts]
[dramatic music continues]
[woman speaking indistinctly
over cockpit radio]
[Poe whimpering]
Shit.
[grunting and gasping]
Why isn't it turning? [grunting]
[man in Portuguese] Fuck. Closer. Hold it.
[both yelling in Portuguese]
[tense music playing]
Gringa!
[music intensifies]
[metal crunching]
[truck tires screeching]
Poe!
[grunting]
[tires screeching]
[tense music playing]
[Poe yells]
[screaming]
[grunts then screams]
[intense music playing]
[Tiago grunting]
[whimpering]
[Tiago yelling]
[grunts]
[Tiago screams]
[whimpering]
Let's go.
[tense music playing]
[Creasy grunts]
What the hell?
-[bullets thwacking]
-[Poe] What are they doing?
Trying to take out the engine.
-Hold on tight.
-Why?
-[grunts]
-[Poe gasps]
[plane engines whirring]
[gasping]
Oh my God. Creasy.
[tense music continues]
Creasy!
Oh my God. Oh my God.
Creasy! Creasy! Creasy!
[groans]
[engine whirring decreases]
[emergency alerts wailing]
Car, Creasy, car!
[music intensifies]
["The Storm" by The Procussions
playing over radio]
I've got my armor and artillery ♪
Hands on a weapon in fact
That's ready to attack all enemies ♪
Living with a life
Given back to the creator ♪
An out of shape soldier
In a swamp full of gators ♪
On the mission I've been given
It's deep ♪
I'm forgiven
So I've got an inner vision of peace ♪
In the rhythm of life I breathe ♪
I'm fighting with a fire inside
That burns brighter ♪
Till the final bell rings ♪
Yo, I was born in a violent storm ♪
In an endless fight
between right and wrong ♪
I write songs like letters from war… ♪
[song continues indistinctly]
[brakes screech]
-[Poe groans]
-[Creasy grunts]
[in Portuguese] Everything okay?
[Poe breathing heavily]
[in English] Get in, Poe.
[villagers chattering indistinctly]
["The Storm" continues]
Just a battlefield journalist
Capturing a picture ♪
Of a combat mission
From a complex prison… ♪
-Seat belt.
-[engine starts]
Riddled with imperfection ♪
My sword swung high
As the storm subsides ♪
Yo, I was not made
Just so I could decay ♪
These songs aren't played
Just so we can get paid ♪
Yeah ♪
The storm ♪
Yeah ♪
[song fades]
BREAKING NEWS
600 PEOPLE DEAD
[in Portuguese] President Carmo says he
won't let the attack interrupt elections.
Polls already show a large swing
toward the president
based on his handling of the crisis…
[man continues indistinctly]
Can I make you something to eat?
No.
-I'll make tea. You want tea?
-[woman] No.
[Melo] Thank you for being with her.
I know she's not a child,
but I didn't want her
to be alone after all this.
[woman] I love being with her.
It's no problem at all.
600 people died like this.
I know you don't want to hear it again,
but I have to say it.
You're a beautiful young woman,
and your daughter is all grown up.
Gabi…
My cousin is doing well in the States
and says there are many opportunities.
-Gabi.
-Your husband was murdered.
And it's only gotten worse since.
And now this crazy terrorism?
Do you think this is the best place
to raise your daughter? Hm?
My friend, I'm talking
about a new beginning for you and for her,
you know?
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
[in English] Yeah, Melo, this is Creasy.
Yeah, you drove me around
for several hours the other night.
Yeah.
Yeah, of course I remember.
Are your friends okay?
Listen, I need some help with driving.
But you mentioned
you're also the kind of person
who can find all sorts of things. And…
that's the kind of expertise
I need right now.
Mr. Creasy,
I don't think it's smart to work with you.
Yeah, well, smart or not, it pays well.
And what is the payment for exactly?
I think it's best we keep that
on a need-to-know basis.
In Brazil,
problems start when you get paid
and you don't ask questions.
Look, I got a girl
who lost her family in the bombing
and she saw the perpetrators, okay?
Now they want her dead
and I need to get her out of the country.
So can you help me,
or should I find somebody else?
[tense pensive music playing]
What if I ask for something
that's not money?
[music turns intriguing]
[Melo in Portuguese] Good morning!
[engine starts]
I SUPPORT THE REELECTION OF
PRESIDENT CARMO, AND YOU?
ORDER AND PROGRESS
EVERYTHING FOR BRAZIL
[intriguing music continues]
[music fades]
Hello?
[Tiago in Portuguese]
Someone there? Please help me.
[trunk rattling]
Get me out of here. Please.
Hello?
Get me the fuck out of here!
[car rattling]
Get me the fuck out of here!
[Creasy in English] Hey.
[Tiago banging on trunk and yelling]
No one followed me.
You leave your cell phones?
Yeah. And I got these, like you asked.
[Tiago yelling indistinctly]
What's this?
The beginning of something long and messy
that doesn't need to concern you.
[pounding on car trunk]
Look, all I'm asking is that you find
somewhere safe for us to assess things.
-Then I'll make sure your fee is taken--
-No fee.
I told you what I need.
Relocation with proper papers.
[Melo] Do we have a deal?
Yeah, we do.
[softly] Okay.
[Poe] I'm sorry, I--
I thought I heard someone.
Hi.
I'm Melo.
Poe.
[tense pensive music playing]
Creasy.
Jesus, it's a relief to hear your voice.
Is Poe with you? Is she okay?
Yeah, she's safe for the moment.
But after what happened this morning,
I absolutely cannot
rely on the Brazilians.
I'm 100 percent on my own with this one.
-[Tappen] You're not on your own.
-Sir--
[Tappen] You've got us,
and I'll get this taken care of for you.
Martin, tell me who we've got on deck
and ready to move.
I'm going to send you
an extraction transport plane.
Totally dark, no Brazilian involvement.
I'm going to get you and Poe home
as quickly and safely as possible.
Yeah, okay.
Look, I'm gonna need some cash
for protection and transportation.
You got it. Done.
And beyond that,
you give me some exit options,
and I'll make an assessment.
[tense pensive music continues]
Are you saying you don't think
it's safe to bring her back?
I'm saying I don't know what I don't know,
and until I do,
I can't commit to anything.
Okay.
Well, then, John,
I think you need to ask yourself.
Is she really safe with you?
I mean, this is
fucking Rayburn's daughter we're t--
-[tense music playing]
-[Tiago gasps]
[in Portuguese] What?
[in English] We're moving to another car.
If you bang on the trunk,
it'll be the last thing that you do.
[Melo] You know what we need? Music.
What do you like? Pop, maybe?
-[radio clicks]
-[pop music playing]
Um, can you turn it off?
-You don't like this one?
-No, I do, I just…
I don't want to take songs I like and…
[thudding]
…have them remind me of this.
-[radio clicks]
-[music stops]
If you don't want to associate any of this
with songs you like,
maybe we switch it up.
["Drivin' My Life Away" by Eddie Rabbitt
playing over radio]
Well, the midnight headlight
Blind you on a rainy night ♪
Steep grade up ahead
Slow me down, makin' no time ♪
But I gotta keep rollin' ♪
Those windshield wipers
Slappin' out a tempo ♪
Keepin' perfect rhythm
With the song on the radio ♪
I gotta keep rollin'… ♪
-[song continues indistinctly]
-[ominous music playing]
[Melo] Don't worry. You're safe here.
The favela has its own police,
and my cousin's an important member.
[ominous music continues]
You're gonna have to pay for this.
[Creasy] This is the budget.
Can you make that work?
Welcome to your new home.
[men chattering in Portuguese]
[ominous music continues]
[chickens squawking]
[indistinct chatter in Portuguese]
[Melo] This way.
[music turns pensive]
Make yourself comfortable.
[music fades]
I'm gonna go talk to my cousin.
I'll be right back.
Yeah.
Are you sure about this?
[Creasy] It's safe.
Places like this
are completely off the radar.
You should try to get some sleep.
No, I slept
through most of the drive here.
Apparently, country music
has a sedative effect on me.
[poignant pensive music playing]
God, not you too.
My dad always used to
try to get me to play.
Who you think taught me?
He talked about chess
like it was a religion.
No, not a religion.
A metaphor.
You have a plan, the other guy has a plan.
And when you get surprised,
you see who's smarter.
Who reacts, who attacks.
You learn to play chess…
You learn to play life.
[poignant pensive music continues]
[laughs softly]
I think that might be
the first time I've seen you smile.
We could play.
If you, um… If you want.
You settle in, I'll be back.
You're gonna leave?
Yeah, I gotta go
take care of a few things.
Are you talking
about the man in the trunk?
Yes.
Can't you just stay?
I'll be more useful out there,
not so much in here.
You're gonna kill him?
No, just…
just talk to him.
Like a surgeon?
Something like that.
Would he have killed me?
Absolutely.
-[music turns dramatic]
-[Poe scoffs]
[inhales then exhales]
Then I'll see you when you get back.
[music intensifies]
-[people chattering in Portuguese]
-[car horns honking]
Creasy!
There's a place that you can work
two blocks away.
[music turns poignant]
Did Poe eat anything?
Other than American fast food,
she hasn't eaten since she got to Brazil.
A hard case. My favorite.
I have a daughter.
And when my husband was killed,
I had a neighbor who would come over
to just talk to her.
Talking is how she processed things.
I think Poe is just like my daughter.
If you want, I'm happy to stay with her
and just listen.
All right, thanks.
But you… you're just like me.
When things are bad,
what we seek is silence.
Auto shop just around the corner.
See you later.
[poignant music continues]
[knocking on door]
[lock clicks]
Hey.
I brought something for you to eat.
[music fades]
I'm not really hungry.
Don't worry.
I asked my daughter what an American
who doesn't like Brazilian food would eat.
[tender music playing]
And these…
are coxinha.
It's kind of like, uh--
It's kind of like what you call… a nugget?
Chicken nugget, right?
-Mm.
-Yeah.
It's okay with me if you don't eat them.
I never get to
tell my daughter she's wrong,
so it's almost better if you refuse them.
She might be right.
[chuckles softly]
[music turns pensive, poignant]
How old are you?
Sixteen.
And coming to Brazil
wasn't something you were excited about?
How can you tell?
Well…
when you drive a car,
you don't just meet
lots of different people.
You learn to really see them.
What else do you see?
Someone who needs a friend.
[thuds]
[ominous music playing]
[Creasy speaking in Spanish]
You speak Spanish?
-[groaning]
-[music fades]
[Tiago] Yes.
You like movies?
["The Cisco Kid" by War
playing over radio]
You know how to tell when
a person has seen too many movies?
See, if they drag out a car battery
and tell you they're going to work on you.
[in English] That's bullshit.
A car battery never broke nobody.
You want information?
It's not the battery that's key.
It's what's inside.
[in Spanish] Sulfuric acid.
[groans]
[in English] It'll mess you up.
But that take time.
But if you mix it…
with hydrogen peroxide,
it makes something they call…
[speaking in Spanish] …piranha juice.
You know what piranhas do, yeah?
They eat your flesh.
I'm a tough motherfucker,
and I'll tell you right now…
[in English]
They got everything out of me.
Through this one scar, right here.
Put this on your forehead…
[unsettling music playing]
…it's going to eat away at your skin.
It'll slowly drip down.
And once it get into your eyes,
it's lights out.
[in Spanish] Literally.
[in English] Once it's on,
you got about two minutes
before it get into your eyes.
So talk fast.
-No!
-Hey!
You move like that,
you'll get this all over.
[in Portuguese] Fuck! What do you want?!
I'll talk. I'll talk. I'll talk.
[in Spanish] You saying
you want to try talking?
Yes.
I'm willing to try it.
But you feed me bullshit,
and I'll make sure you regret it.
Clear?
Yes.
What is your name?
Tiago.
Who hired you to kill us?
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.
He just told me
we could call him Osmar, okay?
But I don't think it's his real name.
[ominous music playing]
[Creasy] Did you help him
with the bombing too?
Bombing. Bombing.
-I don't know about the bombing.
-You don't know "bombing"?
I don't know anything about the bombing!
[yells then groans]
-No! No! No! [screams]
-[intense music playing]
[groaning]
[in English]
The clock is ticking now, Tiago.
[Tiago groaning]
You better come up with some answers.
[in Spanish] I'm not with the FRP.
I'm not with the FRP.
[in English] FRP?
[in Spanish] Please. Please.
That's Osmar's people?
Yes. Osmar's.
I don't know them.
Please.
I work with a gang out of Rio.
Osmar contacted us after the bombing,
offered to pay us for a hit.
We didn't know the target
until yesterday morning!
Stop! Please! Please, stop.
I am talking!
How did you know to hit the base?
Osmar called off the attack on the convoy.
He said the base
was where you would divert to.
Please. Please.
He said it would be undermanned
because of the threats the FRP
was making all over!
Please.
Please! Please. Please.
Please.
[whimpering] Please. Please.
[sobs]
[intense music continues]
[Tiago gasping]
[yells]
[shudders]
[music turns ominous]
How do I find Osmar?
[Carmo in English]
The issue here is Mr. Creasy.
I need your assurance
that he's being extracted as well.
It's one thing
when he was offering to work with us.
It's another to have a loose cannon
who's gone completely unresponsive
while I am having to deal
with terrorists and tragedy.
Not to mention an upcoming election.
Honestly, President Carmo,
I spoke to Creasy
and right now he doesn't trust anyone.
Even if Creasy delivers us the girl,
everything I know about him
leads me to believe that he's not leaving
until the people
that brought that building down are dead.
Director Moncrief,
I wonder how your government would react
if you had a foreign national
on the loose in your country,
operating independently,
without authority,
and in a way that potentially jeopardized
your investigation and response
to a massive terror attack.
[ominous music playing]
I'm sure we would contain him
using whatever means necessary.
[ominous music continues]
Hey, how'd it go?
We need a car.
Why? What happened?
There's a way I can get this guy
to lead us to the people coming after Poe.
So she's not going home?
No, not until I know everything
we're up against.
Okay, I'll see what I can get.
[Creasy] How is she?
Not well.
But she's in good hands.
[ominous music continues]
Is it time to go?
Not yet.
Um…
I need your help with something first.
What?
How do you feel about the sight of blood?
[ominous music continues]
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