Strike Back s07e09 Episode Script

Revolution: Episode 9

1 (BULLETS RATTLE) GRACIE NOVIN: Terrorists, a nuke, and a corrupt military unit coming after us.
This is gonna be fun.
Pavel, you need me in there.
Twenty see you as a traitor.
They will kill you on sight.
- (GUNSHOTS) - Don't make me do this.
I don't even know what I'm fighting for anymore.
You know what this is? It's a remote transmitter.
What is it for? Why have a bomb if it won't go off? NOVIN: It's counting down.
It's probably a good time to tell ya that if we get out of this alive, I'm kinda done with this life.
If we shoot the bomb, it will not detonate.
All right, fuck it, let's shoot the bomb.
- (GUNSHOT) - (SPARKS FIZZ) KATRINA ZARKOVA: I'm here to help you.
PAVEL: You have chosen a side.
Whatever you're planning to do I'm willing to do what needs to be done.
They think that Pavel is trying to force the West and Russia into a war that neither side can avoid.
Russia's asking for our help? [MYSTERIOUS MUSIC] I used to have this mate an American, Samuel Wyatt.
He was fond of saying people are either grease or gravel.
Guys that make your life easier or they slow it down.
So I'm wondering which one are you? [CAT MEOWS] How much did you pay for it? Where's Pavel Kuragin? I know you bought a suitcase nuke off him, and I know where you've stashed it.
You don't know anything.
Okay.
Tekura Compound.
[DOG BARKS] And right about now my team are on their way there.
[GRUNTING] Isn't that where your family are? Your wife, your kid How old's your kid? Nine, ten? Tell me about Pavel, and I'll make sure they're protected.
[RADIO BEEPS] Bravo Two, into position.
[TENSE MUSIC] You know how it is in those situations, confusion, noise; shoot first, ID later.
Ready on three.
- I know nothing.
- Want me to jog your memory? Pavel Kuragin, Russian agent, disavowed by his own country.
- Two - He's gone rogue, he's on the run.
- Not ringing any bells? - One - Haven't seen him? - Breaching.
[EXPLOSION BLOWS] Go, go, go, go, go! [SPEAKING URDU] [SHOUTS] - [SPEAKING URDU] - On me.
- Three.
- We can't.
Code nine! [GUNFIRE BLASTING] That's your family in there, mate.
Enemy Foxtrot in the house, proceed.
[GUNFIRE] [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] - [SHOUTS] - Tango's down.
- [SHOUTING] - Chetri! [GUNFIRE BLASTING] [SHOUTS] Doesn't sound good.
First floor clear.
Moving up.
Ten million.
We paid ten million for the device.
Very good.
Now we've started.
Now tell me about Kuragin.
Bravos, you take point.
Ready to move up? Moving.
Moving in.
Come on, Fahad, that's your family in there.
You must be scared.
I'd hate for there to be a mistake.
We didn't deal with Kuragin.
We dealt with a woman.
[SHOUTS] [SPEAKING URDU] [SHOUTING] Natasha Petrenko, we had surveillance on her.
[GUNFIRE CRACKS] - [SCREAMING] - Get down! Get down.
Make it stop.
[SCREAMING] - Room clear.
- No.
[GRUNTING] Boss, package located.
We have the second nuke.
Did we get Pavel? No, but we got a lead.
Well, it better be good.
I've been chasing shadows for too long.
We need Pavel and we need him now.
[THE HEAVY'S "SHORT CHANGE HERO"] I couldn't see where you coming from But I know just what you runnin' from And what matters ain't the "who's baddest" But the ones who stop you falling from your ladder Come on, feelin' like you're feelin' now And doin' things just to please your crowd When I love you like the way I love you And I suffer, but I ain't gonna cut you 'Cause this ain't no place for no hero This ain't no place for no better man This ain't no place for no hero to call home Hey, yeah, son This ain't no place for no hero This ain't no place for no better man This ain't no place for no hero To call home [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] [SNIFFLES] [GRUNTS] [DOG BARKING] [GRUNTING] [HEAVY BREATHING] Hi, honey.
How was your run? Yeah, good.
What time's your flight? Flight is 1:30.
Two weeks, that's it.
Shenzen, Shanghai, then I'm home with a nice fat paycheck courtesy of Mr.
Caleb Montgomery.
And bringing back an expensive gift for your patient wife.
You know, most people would say the gift of love is more than enough.
They're wrong.
- [CHUCKLES] - Okay, I love you.
- Love you, too.
- Bye.
- You know, maybe today - Mm-hmm.
You could be, say I don't know, 15 minutes late.
- 15 minutes? - Yeah.
Aren't you the optimistic one? - Ten? - [LAUGHING] - I'll take five.
- Mm.
Aw, come on, don't leave me.
Look, I know it hasn't been easy getting work, and Don't worry about me.
I'm good.
It's a nice, boring security job for a tech company.
Not all the military stuff and everything that came along with it.
It's in the past, it's good.
Maybe I realized there's more important things than saving the world.
- "Saving the world"? - Yeah.
Well, you need help.
Bye.
Miss you.
Love you.
[OMINOUS MUSIC] [COMPUTER BLEEPING] Good morning, asshole.
This is the person who brokered the sale of the nuke to the Tehrik-i-Taliban; Natasha Petrenko, SVR Russian Intelligence Officer.
Died three years ago in a car crash, supposedly.
Looks pretty good for a corpse.
According to Alpha files, she was taken off the grid, worked as a deep cover operative, currently disavowed.
Disavowed because - It's redacted.
- Wonderful.
How helpful.
Maybe after the Kingfisher project was shuttered, Moscow got nervous and started closing down other similar ops.
Seems like your lot has a problem with pissed off agents going rogue.
Well, they've made it our problem now.
Kuragin's got ten million in the bank, hooking up with another renegade operative.
Pavel's ramping up to something.
Something big if he wants to start a war.
Unfortunately Moscow and London have each decided that 20 might not be up to this.
What? They are aware we just recovered the other suitcase nuke? Yes, I know.
Well done, us.
But according to both sides, Pavel is always one step ahead.
[EXHALES] Which means we have one last chance before they pull the plug on the joint op.
How long have we got to wrap up? - Ten days.
- Bloody brilliant.
Facial recognition has picked up Petrenko at Saidu Sharif airport eight hours ago.
We could find out where she was going, track her out the other side.
Very good.
As soon as we get a destination, we move.
Captain Zarkova, a word.
Great.
Time to complain to the Russian about the Russians.
- Redacted files, really? - [SCOFFS] We need better intelligence from our partners in Moscow.
We're actually discussing work, okay.
Well, what did you think we were doing? Just that thing we said we wouldn't do again four or five times.
You know they're not going to share that level of information with the West.
It's their rogue agent that we're hunting.
And it's your people who took all the credit for securing the suitcase nuke.
Because we were the ones to bring it in.
Yeah, not like I was there, too, or anything risking my life.
And I suppose it was always gonna be a conflict of interest sooner or later East versus West.
Yeah, I guess it was always gonna get a little complicated.
[TENSE MUSIC] [HEAVY BREATHING] [COMPUTER BLEEPING] Zero Alpha, got a locale on Petrenko.
She's in Hong Kong.
[EXHALES DEEPLY] Prepare to move out.
I swear she does that on purpose.
Good work, kid.
I'm 27, but thank you.
It's a term of endearment.
We good? You know, she nearly got tagged in the raid.
This is fucked up.
I'm training her as fast as I can, mate.
I know, but we need the boots on the ground.
It was a lot easier with Wyatt on my shoulder.
Yeah, it was, but he made his choice.
[FOREBODING MUSIC] - [GUNSHOT CRACKS] - [SCREAMING] [ALARM CLOCK BLARING] [GULPS] [SOLEMN MUSIC] Hmm.
- Good morning, sir.
- Yes, it is.
[SPEAKING MANDARIN] Here's what I can offer your military: Propriety satellite control and monitoring systems.
It's expensive, but there are times in life when you wanna cut costs, gentlemen.
This is not one of those times.
[SPEAKING MANDARIN] Soda, diet.
[SPEAKING MANDARIN] [GRUNTING] You wanna spar with me, bro? [GRUNTS] Oh, I'm good, sir.
What, afraid I'll kick your ass? - [GRUNTS] - [THUDDING] Yeah, something like that.
Do you need security this evening, sir? Calendar says you have a meeting.
Calendar's wrong.
Have the driver bring the car around front.
[BREATHING HEAVY] You think everyone's an asshole.
Yeah, okay, that's true, but this guy's he's in a class of his own.
And I swear he's up to something.
"Up to something"? You are just there to do security, right? Yeah, honey, of course.
You sound a lot like the old Samuel Wyatt right now.
No, no, no, no, no, just observing and reporting, that's all.
Don't worry about me.
Hey, listen, I gotta go.
I gotta go do some timesheets and shit.
All right, talk to you later.
Yeah.
Hey, you have a good day at work, okay? I love you.
Love you, too.
[PHONE BEEPS OFF] [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] [SHIP HORN BLARES] [CHINESE HIP-HOP MUSIC] Surveillance cameras got a hit on Natasha Petrenko.
Looks like we're on for the Tshin Shan nightclub in Kowloon.
I can hook into the CCTV system, get eyes inside.
The rest of you head in, find Petrenko, find out why she's there, and who she's meeting.
Are we thinking Pavel? I can't see it, not in a public place.
Well, he won't be far away.
It will be something.
She sells the nuke, gets ten million, heads straight for this place, so So be careful, and don't spook the horses.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER] [VIBRANT MUSIC] [SPEAKING MANDARIN] Bravos, there's a VIP area which is reserved for one client.
[SPEAKING MANDARIN] I'm having issues with the CCTV feed.
[COMPUTER BLEEPING] [CAR DOOR CLOSES] Seems to be some interference coming from inside.
There's a wine-tasting lounge downstairs, surveillance junction box in the far corner.
I'm on it.
[VIBRANT MUSIC CONTINUES] [INDISTINCT CHATTER] Eyes on the familiar, Artem Orlov, former Black Sea marine.
VIP area located.
[COMPUTER BLEEPING] Orlov, 482nd Russian Marine Battalion, listed missing-in-action, 2015.
Another dead Russian walking around.
Right, well, stay sharp.
Could be other hostiles in the area.
Eyes on Echo One heading towards VIP area.
Keep your distance.
You don't wanna blow this.
Bravo One is attending to the CCTV.
Let's get eyes on them first.
Copy that.
[BASS BOOMING] [INDISTINCT CHATTER] Come on, let's just get our asses in there.
The Colonel has given us an order, wait and watch.
Yeah, and how 'bout you screwing him? Is that orders as well? You know, Russia covering her bases.
[MIMICKING] You know, Russia covering all her bases.
You have eyes, yes? You have seen his cheekbones, that tight little butt, makes you want to s Yeah, yeah oh.
Strong arms, really strong arms.
Okay, mate, I'm sorry I asked.
Not everything is work.
[EERIE MUSIC] Unknown Tango, moving to engage.
[CLICKING] All right, turn around nice and slow.
- Wyatt? - Mac? What the hell are you doing here? I'm working.
You look good, man.
You look like you lost weight.
Thanks.
I like the Clean up.
So, what are you doing here? I'm trying to hack into the CCTV system.
You're tracking Petrenko as well? Petrenko? No, no, no.
I'm on this asshole, Caleb Montgomery.
I'm working for him.
Who's Montgomery? You know, he's a tech guy.
You know, security, satellite systems, that kind of thing.
Tracked a few payments to him from a Kingfisher shell company.
So I swung a job on a security team.
Are you working for the CIA now? No.
No, no, I'm self-employed.
It's kind of a hobby more than anything.
Pavel shot me, Mac.
It still hurts when I piss.
I have to get him.
Zero, target could be a Caleb Montgomery.
I've identified the sources of the surveillance interference and I'm fixing it.
Mind out, mate, duty calls.
I'm sorry, did you just refer to me as interference? You're fucking up our feed, mate.
So what's your op, this Petrenko guy? Petrenko woman, possible associate of Pavel.
- Yours? - Yeah.
So wait, your target could be meeting up with my target.
Could be.
Well, ain't that a small world.
Too bloody small.
We're fighting the same war, Mac.
They say you should never mix business and pleasure, but that's never been a problem of mine.
Ah, here.
What happened here? What does it matter? - It's called small talk.
- I don't do small talk.
Humor me.
I fell out of a tree as a child.
Well, that doesn't look like the kind of scar you'd get falling from a tree, now does it? Cheers.
Eyes on Echo.
Looks like some kind of deal going down.
Observing only.
Let it play out.
Bravo One, moving out.
Where do you think you're going? - Coming with you.
- No, you're not.
I'm sensing some tension, Mac.
Is this because I left without saying good-bye? No, it's because I'm working.
So stay back and let me do my job.
We don't fit in always checking the room, always a little on edge.
I can spot military a mile away.
No offense, mate, but there's two of us and one of you.
Hmm.
You should have brought more men.
Huh? Boryenka here doesn't understand English, so I'm quite comfortable in telling you he has no redeeming social or professional qualities beyond being a fucking thug.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN] Big Mac and his big mouth.
I'll get the big fella, then.
[GRUNTING] [GRUNTING AND GROANING] [GROANS] Do you have what I asked for? Do you have the money? Five million, ready for transfer.
Well, five feels a little low.
I mean, what we're doing here isn't exactly legal.
Make it eight.
What makes you think I have that money? Hell, you rented out the whole VIP section, so let's call it a hunch.
Bet you wish you'd indulged me in some fucking small talk now, huh? You were advanced one million on an understanding You just gotta shake out the other seven.
- But if you're not interested, I can go.
- No, I'm interested.
[GRUNTING AND GROANING] [YELLS] [GRUNTING] You wanna give me a hand? [GRUNTING AND GROANING] [GRUNTING] [COUGHING] Just like old times.
Prick.
Oh, you son of a bitch.
[BOTH YELLING] It's a deal, then.
You know, and you're right.
This scar was not from a tree.
[YELLING] Deal's gone wrong, move in, grab the principals.
Go, go, go.
[CRYING IN PAIN] I am two inches from your femoral artery [WINCES] Pl please.
[SHRIEKS] Please.
Transfer the software we need.
Okay.
[WINCING] Okay, okay look, look, look.
Okay.
It's doing it.
It's doing it.
Look, look, look.
It's just pl ow, please! [OMINOUS MUSIC] [PHONE BLEEPS] - Please! - [SPEAKING RUSSIAN] [GUNFIRE CRACKING] [GUNSHOTS] [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] [GRUNTING] Got Echo.
Getting target.
Wha? Fucking stabbed me.
You'll live.
Up.
- Move.
- [HUFFING] [UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC] Bravo Two, sit-rep.
We have the asset, moving to exfil.
- Wyatt? - Hey, short stuff.
Dickhead.
- Take 'em out the back.
- Copy.
Hey, boss, how you doing? What the hell are you doing here? Come on, move.
[MENACING MUSIC] Everybody get down! [SCREAMING] [GUNFIRE BLASTING] [SCREAMING] [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] Shit! [SCREAMING AND MOANING] Oh, shit.
Get down! [PHONE BLEEPS] [EXPLOSION THUNDERS] [GRUNTING] [SCREAMING] [COUGHING] Bravo, sit-rep.
Pavel set off an IED.
I've lost eyes on Echo One.
Emergency services, police inbound.
[COUGHING] We have the target.
Alpha and Echo are gone.
Move the target out to the RV point.
Boss, we've got injured civilians.
We cannot be caught here.
Move out.
We're on our way.
Let's go.
Novin, let's go.
I was stabbed in the fucking leg, man.
You said you would take me to the hospital.
Yeah, we will, just as soon as you answer a few more questions.
You know what? You're done.
I'm gonna make sure you never work again.
What'd you sell the Russians? They're rogue agents, you know? [CHUCKLES] What, you think I'm scared of you and Sergeant Burnout here? This guy comes to me, begging for a job.
Actually felt sorry for him.
Ex-military, couldn't hack it in the real world.
Hey.
You don't get to talk about him like that.
Not now, not ever.
Besides, it's not actually us you have to worry about.
It's everybody else, asshole.
Hong Kong authorities, British and American Intelligence agencies, Securities and Exchange Commission, not to mention the Russians.
What is it your lot want to do? Just to take him to the enhanced interrogation center in Siberia.
Yeah, I definitely wouldn't recommend that one.
You see, we're the easy way, Mr.
Montgomery.
[BREATHING HEAVY] Where are they going? All I know is it's some off-books Russian satellite station.
[FOREBODING MUSIC] Artem, you're late.
- [SPEAKING RUSSIAN] - No Russian.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN] You were supposed to protect her exfil.
I was.
I was dealing with British military.
A lifetime of wet work, assassination, Odessa, Kiev, the Black Sea massacre I knew you would find your way out, because you are very good at your job.
We were all good at our jobs, before a regime that forced us to give up everything, betrayed us anyway, cast us aside.
First you abandon me and now you're giving me a fucking speech? Artem, you ready? Then we better get moving.
Just remember, we're working with you, not for you.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN] [METALLIC CLANG, ALARM BLARING] - [SPEAKING RUSSIAN] - [GUNSHOTS CRACKING] - [BEEPING] - [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] [GUNSHOTS BLASTING] Uh-uh.
Put it down.
On your knees! Move.
- I said move.
- Move, move! Move! Get your fucking hands up.
Satellite control systems.
[INDISTINCT RADIO] Eyes down.
Okay, let's go.
Look at the fucking floor.
Uploading the worm from Mr.
Montgomery.
Now we find out if it works or if we've all just wasted our time.
Artem, give her room.
[BEEPING] They wanted malware to crack the control systems I had installed.
They're looking to gain access to a ghost satellite, Designation Sobaka.
What's so important about this satellite? Ask your own people.
All I know is, these rogue agents of yours, they plan to bring it crashing down to earth.
We need the frequency of the satellite signal.
You can't link up with it here.
That's why they need access to the facility.
- Plug right into the hardware - We don't need to plug in.
Listen, I'm sure you're just fucking peachy and everyone just loves you, but this shit is my We just need to interrupt their signal.
I mean, that could work.
Yeah.
[MACHINES BLEEPING] - We're hooked in.
- How long? 30 minutes.
Please, let the others go.
What do you think we're planning to do with you all? We're not animals.
We're patriots.
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER] - [SIGHS] - [PHONE BEEPS OFF] Well? I spoke to General Pokrovsky about the satellite And? Did he say what it was? Or why Kuragin's so interested in it? My superiors either don't know or they don't wish to share that information with the West.
[EXHALES DEEPLY] Very well.
It's just a boring investment conference, that's it.
Oh oh.
Okay, okay.
All right, well, I'll speak to you then.
Yeah, you too.
Bye.
[PHONE BEEPS OFF] "Investment conference"? Madison.
She took you back, then? With conditions.
What conditions? Like, I promised that I'd leave all this shit behind.
Don't take this the wrong way, mate, but you're an idiot.
Satellite link frequency obtained.
Copy that.
Chetri's got something.
[MACHINES BLEEPING] [SIGHS] Target interference.
Bring the satellite down.
It will be off trajectory two, three hundred kilometers.
And if we wait, we could lose the connection.
Just do it.
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER] [DOMINEERING MUSIC] Satellite's falling, two hours till impact.
It'll land somewhere in north Philippines.
I'll get a closer fix on it soon.
Right, well, if we move fast enough, we might be able to get to it before Pavel.
All right, sounds like a plan.
[CLEARS THROAT] Boss.
Can we leave Wyatt out of this? Uh, excuse me? Technically, you are a civilian.
Technically, I'm also awesome.
[CHUCKLES] We're up against highly trained Russian ex-military operatives.
I think Mr.
Wyatt's skill set will come in handy.
Thank you.
At least somebody's happy to see me.
That's not what I said.
Come on.
Corporal.
Yes, sir.
You're going to the Philippines? Wha aren't you taking me to the hospital? Not quite, mate.
Hey, what are you doing? Well, like the boss said, there's some people who wanna talk to ya.
Wait.
Which people? What, the cops? The SEC? You'll find out soon enough.
Russia? Hey, Wyatt, bro, come on.
Look, how does a big, fat raise sound? - Huh? - I wouldn't know.
You fired me.
Wyatt Please! [MACHINES BLEEP] I have the landing coordinates.
We're done here.
Pavel they work for Russia.
Yes, they do.
You put down your weapon before.
You told me to.
Yes, but you had a job to do, to protect the secrets of Russia from people like us, but you just rolled over.
You gave up.
You are what is wrong with our nation.
We have become cowards.
We used to be bold, but now we only hide behind computers - [GRUNTS] - Poking the West, retreating and denying when we are discovered.
Pavel [SNICKERS] At least the Americans have the decency to bomb their enemies, then build shopping malls and fast food restaurants on the rubble.
[GUNSHOTS CRACK] [MOANING] [YELLING] [GROANING] [GUNSHOT BLASTS] Just got a fix on the satellite trajectory.
And? And it's coming in hard, off-course.
Due to land ten miles outside of Marawi, by a small shantytown called Santa Diwa.
That's an ISIL stronghold.
It's basically crashing down into the middle of a warzone.
[BLASTING] [TENSE MUSIC] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] [GUNSHOT CRACKS] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] Hey.
[SPEAKING FILIPINO] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] Bravos, our satellite imagery confirms that a package was removed from the crash site and taken to an ISIL safe house.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER IN FILIPINO] Vehicle entering Santa Diwa two clicks north of your location.
[SPEAKING FILIPINO] [DOG BARKING] ID on Pavel Kuragin with multiple local Tangos.
Get that package before Kuragin does.
Copy that.
Multiple Tangos in your area, stay frosty.
Man, I've missed this.
Moving.
[CHUCKLES] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] [CONVERSATION IN FILIPINO CONTINUES] [DOG BARKS] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] I should be part of the recovery squad.
If whatever was taken from that satellite is so important to the Russians that they won't tell us, then I'd rather my team fetch it without a Russian Captain looking over our shoulder.
[EXHALES SHARPLY] Of course.
'Cause that's all I am to this team, "the Russian.
" Just stay focused.
You're still on this job.
Eyes on target location.
[SPEAKING FILIPINO] [CONVERSATION IN FILIPINO CONTINUES] Go to the door.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER IN FILIPINO] [OMINOUS MUSIC] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] [GRUNTS] - [GRUNTING] - [NECK CRACKS] Clear.
Clear.
Package secured.
Head to the RV point.
Wait.
What have we got? Mission's to grab it, not open it.
They took down a bloody satellite for it.
You don't wanna have a sneaky peek? Yeah, all right.
[MOTOR BUZZING] The hell are they? Missile launch keys.
Pavel traded a nuke for missiles? It doesn't make sense.
Yeah, what bothers me more is why you'd keep the keys on a satellite.
Since the '50s there's been rumors that both Russia and the West have been storing sensitive data and other shit up there for safekeeping.
So whatever those are - Bad news? - Very bad news.
[DOGS BARKING] Your people have something that I want.
You bring it to me, and you can name your price.
The price will be high.
It usually is.
[SPEAKING FILIPINO] [DRAMATIC MUSIC] Bravo, multiple Tangos headed your way.
Oh, great.
Let's go.
[ALL SPEAKING FILIPINO] Spreading out, searching.
We'll need to move to emergency RV point.
Move.
Be careful, the whole damn town's looking for you.
[CAR RATTLES] Go, Wyatt.
- Moving.
- Move, move.
Right, Bravo Two, check right for exfil, we'll check left.
- Copy.
- Moving.
[BREATHING HEAVY] [GOAT BLEATS] [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] [CLUCKING] [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] Tangos prepping, my route's blocked.
[CONVERSATION IN FILIPINO CONTINUES] Weapon down.
- [SPEAKING FILIPINO] - Don't do it.
- Ah! - [GRUNTS] Fuck's sake, Mac! All right, possible exfil this way.
Hey, look, go back inside.
- Go back inside.
- [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] - No, no, no! - [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] - Shit, move, move! - Moving! [YELLING] [GUNFIRE CRACKING] [GRUNTS] [GUNFIRE BLASTING] [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] Fuck! Got your back.
You okay? [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] - Changing.
- Move.
[GUNFIRE CRACKS] - Move! - Yeah.
Move.
Go, go, go.
- Go left.
- Check it.
Copy.
[SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] Get back, get back.
- [GUNFIRE BLASTS] - [GRUNTS] Fuck! Oh, fuck.
Shit.
Stay down.
Clear! [GUNFIRE CRACKING] Let's go, mate.
Go, go, go.
Wyatt, are you okay? Yeah, yeah, yeah, arm got tagged.
Let's have a look, mate.
Oh, nice one.
Yeah, I'm not exactly sure how to explain this one back home.
Hey, keep the chat to a minimum, yeah? It's not what you think.
He was so proud of you, you know? That you'd got out, got a job, a real life.
You coming back, it kind of broke his heart.
All right, we're going out the back.
Finish patching him up and get ready to move.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER IN FILIPINO] [EXHALES] Shit.
Tangos incoming! Move! [GUNFIRE CRACKING] Go! Go, go, go! [GRUNTS] [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] [SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY] [SHOUTS] - Wyatt.
- Yeah? - Mac.
- Yeah? - Move! - One sec.
[YELLS] Moving! [GUNFIRE POPPING] I'm after you.
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES] Changing! [GUNFIRE CRACKING] [GRUNTS] Grenade! Move! - Move! - Move! [BLASTING] [GUNFIRE CRACKING] [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] Oh, fuck! [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] No! [SPEAKING IN FILIPINO] [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] Changing! [SHOUTING IN FILIPINO] Move! Move! Moving! [GUNFIRE BLASTING] [GRUNTS] Boss! [GROANING AND YELLING] [GUNFIRE POPPING] Go, exfil.
Is that your vehicle, Wyatt? - [GRUNTS] - Come out! - No! - Cover! Move it! Go, go, go! Go! Behind me! [GUNFIRE CRACKING] - Boss, let's go.
- Just go.
- Meet me at the ERV.
- Copy.
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES] - Get in, Mac.
- Move, move, move.
[TIRES SQUEALING] [GUNFIRE BLASTING] [SPEAKING FILIPINO] Pick me up, due east, two minutes.
[SPEAKING FILIPINO] [GRUNTING] [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] [THE HEAVY'S "SHORT CHANGE HERO"] I couldn't see where you coming from But I know just what you runnin' from And what matters ain't the "who's baddest" But the ones who stop you falling from your ladder 'Cause this ain't no place for no hero This ain't no place for no better man This ain't no place for no hero to call home [ENGINE REVVING]