Man on Fire (2026) s01e04 Episode Script

[ominous music playing]
[music turns dramatic]
[music fades]
[ominous music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Tappen] Status?
-[man 1 on comm] Rendezvous point secure.
No sign of him.
Give him a minute.
[music turns tense]
[man 1] No visual.
-[man 2] We're clear.
-[man 3] Clear.
No response to signals.
Please advise.
Stay or go, sir?
[Tappen] Pull the plug.
-[man 1] Abort mission.
-Shit.
All right, Creasy. Where the hell are you?
-[music fades]
-[shushing quietly]
[whispering in Spanish]
Your parents told me to take you.
There are bad men in the house.
Shh.
Panic room.
[suspenseful music playing]
[in English] Come on.
[in Spanish] Stop.
[alert beeping]
[in Portuguese] Go, go, go.
[alert continues beeping]
Mateus.
Panic room.
[suspenseful music continues]
[chimes]
Come, Luana, come.
[Osmar breathing heavily]
[music fades]
[Creasy in English] Stop right there.
Stop right there.
[alert continues beeping]
[Mateus in Portuguese] Daddy? Mommy?
[in English] Close the door.
[in Portuguese] No! Stop! Hold the door!
[guard] Open this fucking door!
[Mateus] Mommy?
[pedestrians chattering indistinctly]
Shit. He's not picking up.
[ominous music playing]
Let's see if she's really here. Go. Go on.
[music intensifies]
[children laughing distantly]
[boy 1] Hey. Tell them. Who's that?
Why are you doing this?
If I don't, we'll get shot.
[ominous music continues]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[boy 2 yelling] Trouble! Trouble!
Trouble!
Trouble!
Trouble! Trouble!
[ominous music continues]
[men chattering indistinctly]
Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!
Livro! Livro!
-What is it?
-Trouble! Trouble!
They've come for her.
[Poe in English] Oh my God.
[gasps]
[in Portuguese] Better warn your brother
before things go south.
-[music fades]
-[Mateus whimpers]
[continues whimpering]
[pounding on door]
[cell phone clicks]
[pounding on door]
[Creasy sighs slowly]
[pounding on door]
[in English] Let me just be very clear.
You're not gonna survive this.
And that's already decided.
The only question
is whether your family lives
and what will be left of them if they do.
If you lie to me,
if you fail to answer my questions,
I will make sure everybody in this room
regret it for the rest of their lives.
Nod your head if you understand.
[muffled sobs]
Go from the beginning.
I want every detail about the bombing.
I want to know who ordered it,
who participated,
and every step of how they went about it.
And start with your real name.
[gasps]
[breathing heavily]
[ominous music playing]
My name is Gabriel.
Okay, Gabriel, now I want you to remember
that you're already dead,
and you got nothing to lose
except for pieces of your loved ones.
[Mateus whimpers and sobs]
I was contacted by Emanuel Ferraz,
the leader of the FRP.
He's in prison,
but he says they're escalating things.
Ferraz is escalating things from prison?
Being in prison didn't slow him down.
If anything,
it has made him much more aggressive.
-[Gray Beard in Portuguese] Go.
-[Melo gasps]
-[suspenseful music playing]
-[dog barking]
Where did you drop the girl?
[Melo] They went up there.
[man 1 whispers] Stay sharp.
They're coming up.
Shh.
[suspenseful music continues]
Where were you?
Thought someone ought to
actually check on the guest.
You know, the one Beto
didn't need any help securing.
-[Duda] How is she?
-[Vico] Ran off.
Livro's looking for her.
Give me ten seconds
and I'll take care of this.
My family's down there.
Be careful with this shit, asshole.
Look who's worried about family now.
Asshole.
[suspenseful music continues]
[music intensifies]
[men chattering in Portuguese]
[Portuguese rap music playing over stereo]
[suspenseful music continues]
Poe!
[men chattering indistinctly]
Stop! Stop right there!
You know you walked into
the wrong place, right?
Release her. We'll give you a chance.
We can make an exchange.
We're after a girl
who isn't from here either.
No fucking exchange, Duda.
[music intensifies]
[whistles]
[man 2 yells] Get him.
-Get him. Damn it.
-Ow. My hand.
[dramatic music playing]
[man 3] Shot! Shot! Catch this.
Catch this! Asshole.
-Take it. Take it. Damn it!
-[man 4] Yo, cover me, motherfucker!
-[gunfire continues]
-[gasping]
[man] Son of a bitch is running away.
Let's go, man. Let's go.
[gunfire continues]
Take this. Come on, damn it.
Let's go! Let's get this sucker.
[Beto] I got this, boss.
[intense music playing]
[panting]
[bullet ricochets]
[intense music continues]
[men yelling indistinctly]
Hey!
[intense music continues]
-[gasps]
-[music fades]
Let's go!
-Shut up and come with me.
-[Poe screams]
[men yelling distantly]
[ominous music playing]
[Poe in English] No! [sobbing]
[in Portuguese] Enter. Very slowly.
-Enter!
-[Poe gasps]
[man 5] Go, go, go.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Gray Beard] Lower your guns!
Lower your guns!
If anyone tries anything funny,
it will end badly.
Go away, please.
[suspenseful music continues]
Let's move.
[ominous music playing]
[in English] Tell your men
to back out of the room.
[Osmar in Portuguese] Leave us.
[door beeps]
[ominous music continues]
[keyboard clacking]
[Creasy in English] Which folder?
Top right.
[mouse clicking]
[laptop chimes]
[camera clicks]
[camera clicks]
PLAN 06
LOCATION
[camera clicks]
PLAN 04
LOCATION
[camera clicks]
[ominous music continues]
[camera clicking]
[Mateus whimpering]
-[music fades]
-[indistinct chatter]
We're getting uploads to a secure server
from an unknown sender.
It's actually an outdated repository
that we don't use anymore.
All right, stop. What am I looking at?
It's a hodgepodge of stuff.
Documents and receipts
related to rental vans,
chemical purchases,
call logs from someone's phone,
and these, blueprints,
covered in handwritten notes.
Lab is double-checking,
but preliminary guess is
these are from the building
that got bombed in Rio.
Jesus. This is Creasy.
All right, I want everything that comes in
brought directly to me
until I've reviewed and cleared it.
You understand?
All right, we'll figure out
what to share with the Brazilians later.
Good work.
So, Ferraz orders the bombing from prison,
and you activate the people
in your cell of the FRP.
And that's these calls to Frederico Lopes.
What does he do?
Frederico was responsible
for building the bombs.
Where does Tiago come in?
After the bombing,
Ferraz said there was a witness.
I only hired Tiago and his gang
to get rid of her. And you.
-So they weren't part of the bombing?
-No.
Who else was with you
the night of the attack?
-Frederico and I were the only ones.
-Two vans.
Hundreds of pounds of chemicals.
Weeks of building, planning, surveillance.
All done by two people?
I don't think so.
[sighs]
[sniffs]
I want the names of every single person
who participated
in that building's destruction in any way.
Do you understand?
[ominous music playing]
[Osmar] Frederico was the only one
who was known to me.
What are you doing?
I'm only gonna do this one time, Gabriel.
And it's only so you know
what kind of pain
your son is gonna go through
if you lie to me again.
-[knife slicing]
-[yelling]
[intense music playing]
[gasping]
[groaning]
I want all the names.
If you hesitate, your son is next.
If you lie
or I find out you forgot someone,
I will hunt them down
and make them pay all over again.
-[whimpering]
-I want all the names.
[Osmar] Miguel Moura,
Daniel Vila, Sandro Ruiz.
They were in the other van.
[gasping]
Neto Vargas and Rafael Pinheiro.
Vargas, Frederico, and myself
were in the first van. [sobs]
-You got them all?
-[groans]
Think hard, Gabriel.
You got a lot riding on this.
Guerra… Guerra… Flavio Guerra.
He helped Frederico to make the bombs.
-[shuddering]
-[tense, pensive music playing]
I think you forgot someone.
No, no, that's everyone, I swear.
That's everyone.
-What about the guy on the motorcycle?
-[Osmar] I did not know him, I swear.
Ferraz sent him to monitor us,
but I never met him,
and I never learned a name.
I promise, I swear.
What are you doing?
-I don't know him. He was Ferraz's guy.
-[Luana screams, muffled]
[in Portuguese] Coward!
I will make you beg me to kill you!
[in English] We can stop any time.
She saw his face.
That's why you have to kill her.
-Who are you protecting?
-[muffled screams]
Give me a name!
Who is the guy on the motorcycle?
-I don't know!
-[Mateus sobbing]
[Osmar] I swear. He was Ferraz's guy.
-What are you doing?
-[muffled screams]
What are you doing to my son? Stop!
[whispers in Spanish]
Everything is fine. We're just pretending.
-[Luana screams]
-Mateus!
[Mateus screaming]
[Osmar in Portuguese] Bastard!
What did you do to my son?
What did you do to my son?
-[in English] Tell me the name.
-I don't know.
I don't know.
-[Creasy] Who are you protecting?
-No one.
[Creasy] Tell me his name.
[tense music playing]
I'm sorry about your son.
[whimpers] No. No!
[whimpering]
I want the name.
[Osmar] I don't know his name.
I swear.
Only Ferraz knows.
And he doesn't tell anyone
anything they don't need to know.
I don't even know who was supposed
to take over after you went home.
After-- What do you mean,
after we went home?
He said I only had
until you return to America.
-After that, it'd be someone else's job.
-Someone else's job to do what?
[Osmar] To find her,
no matter where she went.
I was given an address.
But after the mistakes
at the military base,
he said I could not be trusted with it.
My only chance was before she left.
After that, it would fall to others.
Who?
[ominous pensive music playing]
The different parts of our group
don't know one another specifically.
So that no matter what,
I'm not able to answer that question.
All I know
is that the addresses came in an e-mail.
[knife clatters]
[beeps]
[beeps]
[music intensifies]
[intercom crackles]
[guard in Portuguese]
Sir. I was asked to transfer a call.
I will patch it through the intercom.
[in English] Tell your men to back out,
or else I'll--
[Poe] Creasy?
-Creasy, are you there?
-Poe?
[Poe] Creasy, can you hear me?
There's a man.
He has me and he has a gun and…
-Creasy, are you there?
-Poe!
-[unsettling music playing]
-[Santos] Something's wrong.
-[Burns yells]
-[Creasy] Santos!
[Gray Beard in Portuguese]
In no scenario does this end well for you.
-[in English] What is he saying?
-[Osmar] My associates found the girl.
Perhaps it's time to start discussing
releasing myself and my family.
Unless, of course,
you want him to execute the girl.
[Ant] Creasy!
-No, no!
-[both grunt]
[unsettling music continues]
[Poe] Creasy!
Creasy, please! [sobs]
[Beto in Portuguese] Livro…
[music fades]
Okay…
All right.
So?
Livro says the man
wants to make an exchange.
Apparently, this Creasy has the man's boss
and his family held hostage.
Have they talked to Creasy?
What did he say?
They made the offer,
but he wouldn't answer.
-What do you mean, Beto?
-Wait, what?
Let me talk to him.
He wouldn't just
leave the girl here in danger.
Are you fucking kidding me?
The only thing this foreigner did
was leave this girl in danger.
-Beto.
-Beto offered his brother to join her.
-Fuck you.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
He is your brother. You decide.
Let me talk to him, Beto.
I'll arrange--
I'll arrange for Melo
to speak directly to Creasy.
[Melo sighs softly]
We can still salvage this.
The guy's got a damn gun
to your brother's fucking head
and you're worried about saving the job?
I'm out of here. Fuck you all.
-[suspenseful music playing]
-[grunting]
-Mateus! Mateus!
-[Mateus whimpers]
-Are you listening to me, son?
-[Mateus] Mm-hm.
Can you move, Mateus? Come, son, come.
Try to move. Try to get out of there.
-[Mateus grunting]
-[Osmar] Come, son.
Good!
Good, son. Come, Mateus.
That's it.
-Good, son.
-[Mateus continues grunting]
[Osmar] Careful.
Very good.
Slowly.
[suspenseful music continues]
Everything is fine.
Go slowly.
There.
Over there.
Green. Green button.
Press the green button, Mateus.
The green one.
Go on, son!
[ominous music playing]
You sure this is a good idea?
Beto is Livro's brother
and even he wants to wait.
Beto doesn't care about his brother.
He's just worried
about collecting his cash.
If he cared about Livro,
he'd never have put him in this position
to begin with.
Be prepared!
I'm looking for something clean.
But if I hit the girl,
you'll have to take him out.
I don't know, man. Damn, Vico,
you know that I am not as good as you.
That's why I'm taking the hard shot.
He'll be standing there,
stunned, wide open.
You just squeeze.
[tense music playing]
Fuck it.
[music intensifying]
[trigger clicks]
Old piece of crap.
Fucking hell!
-[music fades]
-[Poe gasps]
[scoffs]
Fuck.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Osmar] Go, Mateus. Press the button.
Come on, Mateus!
Open the door.
Press the button! And run away! Run away!
[grunting]
Press it, Mateus. Press it, press it.
Go, son, press it! Press it!
[Creasy in English] Stop!
[in Portuguese] Press it, Mateus!
Don't worry about us.
Go, son!
Press it and go, Mateus!
[suspenseful music continues]
[suspenseful music continues]
Come on, you motherfucker.
[Poe gasps]
[both gasp]
-Get over here, now! Fuck off!
-[Poe sobbing]
[suspenseful music continues]
[round clicks in chamber]
[Poe whimpering]
[grunting]
[Vico] You ready?
-Can't you just hit just him?
-We're about to find out.
[cell phone buzzing]
-[gunshot]
-[gasps]
What the fuck?
I'll fucking kill them both!
I'm gonna kill everyone!
[Poe whimpers]
You got Livro, man.
[gunshots echoing]
[Gray Beard] I'll kill everyone!
[cell phone buzzing]
[gasps]
[tense music playing]
What the fuck?
I'm going to kill them both now, huh?
They're shooting at us here, damn.
[Creasy in English] What'd he say?
He said they're shooting at him.
He's going to kill one of the hostages.
[Gray Beard in Portuguese]
What the fuck? I'm gonna kill them now.
[in English] You calm your man down,
and you tell him what you already know.
What's that?
There's only one way out of this.
[tense music continues]
[music fades]
[Moncrief groans]
[Osmar on recording] Frederico was
responsible for building the bombs.
[Tappen] Creasy basically
just sent us a recorded confession
from the guy who oversaw the attack,
along with corroborating evidence
he's been dribbling in for hours.
I mean, more or less
just exposed the entire FRP cell
that executed the bombing
in, what was that, three-- three days?
-The Brazilians don't have any of this?
-No. Not yet.
He's on his own and used an old secure
pipeline to transfer it all straight here.
[exhales]
You wanna remind me
why this guy no longer works for us?
Well,
the last time we sent him into the field,
his whole unit was neutralized.
He was put on leave
for psychological evaluation,
likely PTSD.
So however he's doing this,
it's by the skin of his teeth.
[sighs]
Get me Prado Soares.
My guess is the Brazilians
aren't going to care how he's doing it.
As long as they get the credit. Hm.
[guard in Portuguese] Sir, another call.
A woman. I'm patching it through.
[Melo in English] Did you put me through?
What the hell is going on, Creasy?
-Are you okay?
-[Creasy] I'm fine.
Where's Poe?
[Melo] She's okay,
but she's being held with Livro.
-We need to work out an exchange, okay?
-[tense music playing]
Creasy, are you able to do this or not?
Where and when?
[ominous music playing]
[in Portuguese] You fucked up.
You had no right.
I guess I'm the only one
who cares more about protecting our own
than getting a cut.
You defied my orders.
You hit Livro, you fuck.
-A ricochet. He'll be fine.
-I'm not sure about taking you.
-So don't.
-I can't not.
You're my best shooter.
This is your chance.
Let's go, damn it.
[Duda] Let's go, guys.
Come on, come on, come on.
[ominous music continues]
[tense music playing]
[Creasy in English] Let's go, walk.
[safety clicks]
[tense music continues]
Poe?
You okay?
Tell your man he can stop right there.
[in Portuguese] It's okay.
Let them come. Come here.
[tense music continues]
[in English] You know this isn't over.
It is for you.
[man whispering in Portuguese]
[tense music continues]
[Creasy] Come on, let's go.
Keep walking.
Keep on walking.
[music intensifying]
Just keep walking.
[music fades]
[poignant music playing]
[Melo whispers] Livro.
[in Portuguese] Are you okay?
[in English] Are you okay?
[breathing heavily]
[in Portuguese] Take care of him.
-I'll see you later.
-Sure.
Take care of him.
You little shit.
I asked you to do one thing
and you blew it.
Get in the car. Get in the car.
[in English] Let me see.
Let me look at you.
[poignant music continues]
I told you not to leave me.
[sobbing]
You-- You left me and I just…
I couldn't…
-It's okay.
-[sobbing]
I thought you weren't gonna come back
to me this time.
It's okay. Hey, you're not hurt.
Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.
-I'm sorry, okay?
-Mm.
[Poe sobs]
[in Portuguese] Get in the fucking car.
Son of a bitch.
[in English] Call your daughter,
get her out of the house.
-[Melo] What?
-Give her a safe place, we'll pick her up.
Why?
They found you through your business card.
If they could find you, they can find her.
Let's go. Let's go.
-[ominous music playing]
-[cameras clicking]
[Carmo in Portuguese]
Today I can share with you
that through the tireless efforts
of Brazilian authorities,
the architects of the horrific attack
that took place in Rio
have not only been identified,
they have been neutralized.
The speed with which
this operation was conducted…
[Soares] Terrorism.
Terrorism is an evil beyond politics.
And its practitioners must be wiped away
with strength and resolve.
Today we showed those
who want to attack Brazil
that the sons of this land
won't back away from a fight…
[man in English]
In a stunning series of raids,
Brazilian authorities have identified
the parties who apparently planned
and executed the bombing attack
on a Rio condo tower earlier this week,
resulting in hundreds
of civilian casualties,
and millions of dollars in damage
and lost property.
Gabriel Estevas,
a wealthy supporter and longtime friend
of imprisoned FRP leader Emanuel Ferraz,
has been identified as the leader
of the operation.
Information obtained at his residence
reportedly led authorities
to conduct raids
on several other locations
where other suspected participants
were engaged
and either captured or killed.
[camera clicking]
We're told that while Estevas's wife
and son were ultimately captured
driving north of the city,
Gabriel Estevas was located in his home,
dead of a self-inflicted gunshot wound.
[dramatic music playing]
Plenty of people patting themselves
on the back over Creasy's work.
You heard from him?
No.
Well, what's he waiting for?
[music turns ominous]
Look, if Creasy believed
that this was all over,
Poe would be on her way back home.
I'm going down there.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa, hold on a second.
Henry, we sent him a team.
-He didn't show.
-Yeah.
-What do you think you'll do?
-I served with these guys.
All right? I ran ops with them.
And now I've seen Creasy
turned into a shadow of himself,
and Rayburn's family
reduced to a lone survivor?
I know Creasy's playbook.
I know how he works. I know how he moves.
I know how he goes to ground.
I could find him. And I can help.
What I can't do
is live with what happens if I don't.
[ominous music continues]
[in Portuguese] Hey, honey.
-What's happening?
-I'll explain later. In the car.
In the car.
[Poe in English] You really think
Ferraz is gonna go after them?
If he thought it could lead to you, yes.
But why?
We already have the people
that committed the bombings,
and Ferraz is already in prison.
So… why does he care?
[Creasy] Other than Ferraz,
there's only one person
who can identify
the man on the motorcycle.
-Me.
-[Creasy] Yeah.
So you're still not safe. None of us are.
[music turns dramatic]
What now?
-[music fades]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[ominous music playing]
-[cell phone buzzing]
[Tappen] Is this a secure line?
No, I know. I'm dealing with it.
No, I mean I'm getting on a plane
to come down there.
I'm sick and tired of this bullshit.
Creasy's gonna keep running circles
around whoever you send.
No. I will take him
and the girl out myself.
[music turns dramatic]
[Brazilian rap music playing]