The Brave (2017) s01e04 Episode Script
Break Out
1 [MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
[SLOW DYNAMIC MUSIC.]
[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY.]
- These guys look harmless.
- Yeah.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Welcome to the happiness hotel.
Can you imagine checking in to this place? Definitely no mints on these pillows.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Definitely no pillows.
Oof.
Looks like that guy tried to make out with an IED.
All right, well, after the questioning is complete, we'll take custody, we'll move the prisoner to an American base.
He's already been placed in interrogation.
How gently? If you can get him to talk, he's still capable of it.
You guys got nothing? I just hope your interrogator is a better man than ours.
She is.
See you in there.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
- So did you get the - the house rules? Yeah.
So you have hands outside the cages at all times.
I want you three on the outside.
McGuire, you're gonna be with us.
We're gonna go side arms only.
Want me to take my shoes off too? That might be more lethal.
Ha, ha.
What do they got, 50 guards in there? For, like, 2,000 Taliban prisoners? They seem to be doing all right.
This the deputy director's idea of a vacation? Sun, sand And Taliban.
[LAUGHS.]
Reminds me of that, uh, Somali pirate situation.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we caught this dirtbag who had a freighter captain stashed away.
Nobody knew where.
Several interrogators took a really hard run at the guy.
They got nothing.
Patricia shows up.
She ends up locking herself in a closet in the hold of the ship alone with the guy with nothing but a chest full of ice cubes.
She walks out three days later, right, she's got the guy's location.
- Why ice? - Because it was hot.
Hello, everyone.
It's nice to see all of you.
Sorry I don't have time for pleasantries.
Dalton.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
Was going to ask you how your trip was, but I'll tell you later over a steak and a bottle of something.
This is the Helmand Province.
You're gonna have to settle for an opium cocktail and a bit of goat.
Mm.
What are we walking into? They worked him over pretty good.
I told them not to touch him.
Well, that order has a tendency to get lost in translation out here.
Mm-hmm.
Anything else? Yeah.
D.
C.
clearly only sends you out on Priority Alpha cases, so you want to let me know what's so special about this guy? An attack on a U.
S.
base that's imminent.
A bombing, much like the one your team suffered.
Bigger.
More central.
We think this guy knows where.
Intelligence say when? As of this morning, it was hours, not days.
Any of this going to be a problem? - No.
- Uh-uh.
Not unless you suddenly hit a batting slump.
You wish.
So who'd you leave at the helm of the, uh, "Enterprise?" You're about to hear his voice.
[QUIET MUSIC.]
Looks like she's made contact.
Let's check comms and body cams.
What? It's 3:00 in the morning, and we just watched a Humvee cross a desert - for three hours.
- And? Nothing.
It's cute.
The deputy director is about to enter a prison full of Taliban in a tumultuous region of Afghanistan.
Command, radio check.
We're outside the gates of the lovely Four Seasons Helmand.
Affirmative.
Let's bring up the body cams.
[ELECTRONIC BEEP.]
Oh, and the tag's still on your jacket.
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[DESOLATE MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
Whatever tactic I use, however I come at this guy, whatever he throws back, you two are stone, you understand? You got it.
[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY.]
Dalton, we're getting interference on your body cams.
All right, looks like the interrogation's headed underground.
The walls are thick already.
Roger that.
We have lost visual completely.
[MONITOR BEEPS.]
Dalton, radio check.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Dalton.
Damn it.
Look, I've worn a suit to work before.
Was a joke.
No, no, no, no.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[INHALES.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Let's speak English.
I need the name of the U.
S.
base your friends intend to bomb.
Innocent lives are at stake, and our government doesn't look kindly on Americans in the Taliban.
Hi, Nate.
American Taliban.
It's an oxymoron.
It's two words literally at war with each other.
You can't be both.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
I don't think you are both, Nate.
I think you're a disenfranchised American.
A misguided American.
But American is the part of you that can't be walked back.
The violence you're privy to can be.
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
I was going to bring you pictures of your entire family, but from what I understand, it's not full of people you want to remember, so this is what I have to work with.
A scared white boy from Grand Rapids, Michigan.
He lost his father.
He was neglected by his mother.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
I get it.
Humans are tribal, and when the tribe that we're born into fails us, we seek out another one, but that's not family, Nate.
Nate, it's manipulation.
They found your weakness, and they exploited it.
- [SPEAKING PASHTO.]
- No.
I'm trying to find your strength.
The strength to do what I believe you know is right.
I am doing what's right.
Well, you're speaking English, so that's a start.
The truth is the truth in any language.
On that, we agree.
[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[CRIES OUT.]
[SCREAMS.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[GUNFIRE.]
I'll check it out.
You stay here.
[DOOR SHUTS.]
Both of the men escorting me were victims of a U.
S.
bombing.
They were at a base, playing with Muslim children.
How is that doing what's right? How do you justify an American drone strike at a wedding? And if we both commit atrocities, why are you so sure you're on the right side? Big ideas, mainly.
Freedom of speech.
Gender equality.
Your crusading government is bought and sold by big American business.
But, you know, they cloak their greed in a mantle of human rights, so you lap it up.
And you think you're liberators, but you're line workers on the military-industrial complex's killing floor.
Okay.
Let's say you're right.
How does indiscriminately bombing a U.
S.
base help? You want to cripple the American war machine? Don't fall into the stereotype.
Please, Nate.
Be better than us.
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[MEN SPEAK INDISTINCTLY.]
[MAN SHOUTS.]
Dalton's cam just came back online.
[MAN SHOUTS.]
Dalton? What's happening? Dalton, do you read? Yeah.
I copy.
We got a bit of a situation here.
Saw a guard who was just responding to gunfire, and four armed prisoners took him out on the first floor landing.
Sounds like we got a full-blown riot on our hands.
I have no idea.
But someone definitely just lit a fuse.
I'm gonna get us out of here 'fore the bomb goes off.
- Roger that - we will scramble backup and notify Afghan security forces.
All right, they took his keys.
We're gonna have to find an Losing comms.
I said they've taken his keys.
I'm gonna have to improvise on an alternate exit.
That prison was run by coalition forces just before the transition.
We're gonna try and get our hands on a blueprint.
Notify Patricia's escort.
- Get 'em to turn back around.
- On it.
Okay, Jaz.
I need you to find a tower.
Set overwatch.
Preach, Amir.
The main gates are not keyed.
They're operated by a control room.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- I'm gonna need that open.
But not until I say go.
We're on it.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN SHOUTING.]
[MEN YELLING.]
[SPARKS FIZZING.]
[MEN SHOUTING.]
- [SPARKS FIZZING.]
- [MEN CRY OUT IN PAIN.]
Tell me the name of the base, Nate.
I know there's some part of you that doesn't want innocent blood on his hands.
All right, we gotta move now.
Now.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[GRUNTS.]
- Get up! - Listen, Nate.
You're gonna move, and you're gonna do it quietly, because if you're the reason we're caught, I'm gonna tell everybody you're an asset, and then you will die a traitor, not a martyr.
This interrogation isn't over, exfil or no.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[MAN GRUNTING.]
[SLOW ORCHESTRAL MUSIC.]
[DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
This is it? It's the best they've got.
It's for a training manual written for American guards.
That's the main exit there.
Other options? Either don't exist or haven't been marked, but let me see if there's something in the manual.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Yeah.
When? I want to know the minute those Black Hawks are in the air.
Patricia's escort was ambushed 40 miles out.
- Oh, God.
- Everybody's dead.
There's no other support in the area.
How do we get them out? Read the manual.
[SHOUTING IN PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[OVER LOUDSPEAKER.]
Why do you get to live? Grass is always greener.
[SPARKS POP.]
Okay, hold on, hold on.
This water's electrified.
Okay, all right.
Get him on the boards.
Move.
[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING.]
What? If he was so eager to be a martyr, he would have stepped in the water.
He stepped back.
I can work with that.
Not dead, you can't.
Let's go.
Preach, how those gates looking? [DISTANT YELLING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
Yeah, looks like somebody already opened 'em.
I got a head count on 20 rogue prisoners, armed, in the foyer, on the way to the front door.
Two dead guards.
Small arms fire.
Dalton, you said the main gates were operated - from a control room.
- That's correct.
Rioting prisoners on the inside would have no access to a control room on the outside.
Unless it was orchestrated.
Sympathetic guard slips a prisoner a weapon.
- Opens the gates.
- Exactly.
Dalton, this isn't a riot.
It's a prison break.
All right, Preach, I need you to close those gates.
Look, with all due respect, Top, if the gate's open, you can get out if it's not, you won't be able to.
Yeah, but not at the expense of a thousand bad dudes squirtin' back into the desert.
I don't need that on my conscience right now, thank you.
YEAH.
OKAY.
WELL, LET ME GET THIS CLEAR: You want me to lock you inside of a prison riot? Affirmative.
Get it done, Preach.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [SIGHS.]
We're on the move.
REAL QUICKLY: you completed your close-quarter combat training, correct? Of course.
Why? 'Cause my instinct's anticipating close-quarter combat.
TWO RULES: number one, SHOOT THE BAD GUYS; NUMBER TWO: don't shoot me.
[HEAVY BREATHING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
You shot the guard.
Of course.
He was one of the bad guys.
How do you know? Well, otherwise, they wouldn't have left him alive.
Okay, Top.
Gates are closing.
[MEN YELLING.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Okay, Top.
Gates are closed.
Godspeed.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
How we lookin' on those exits? Dalton, the schematic we're working with is pretty rudimentary we're contacting contractors who may have worked on the prison.
Okay, I've got something in the training manual.
A loading dock.
Here.
Scratch that.
We've got you an exit.
Can you give us your location? Uh, yeah.
East wing, heading west.
Dalton, we got a reference to a HVAC room with a loading dock that's in the central wing.
If they're crashing the front gates, your best shot is crossing the east yard.
That's not far from here.
We passed that on the way in.
Jaz, you got eyes on that yet? About 100 by 300.
East and west doors are clear.
But I got 12 Taliban prisoners breaking open crates on the far end.
- Weapons? - Nothing I can see.
I'm not sure what's in the crates.
Let's hope it's deodorant.
If you can get here fast enough, their backs are to you.
You might be able to creep by unnoticed.
- We good? - That depends.
How's your 100-yard dash time? Better when my life depends on it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Good news.
Looks like our friends were just hungry.
All right, well, keep watching our six.
- So far, so good.
- [DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
[GUNSHOT.]
Jaz, east door.
East door, east door! - [GUNSHOT.]
- [MAN GRUNTS.]
Follow's down.
All right, we're clear.
- [DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
- [MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[GRUNTING, PANTING.]
All right, Command.
Which way are we headed? You're almost there.
Head straight down the hallway.
Take the last left.
The door on the left is the HVAC room.
[MAN TALKING IN THE DISTANCE.]
That's a solid door, Top.
We're gonna need explosives.
[GRUNTS.]
Or that.
[DOOR CREAKS.]
All right, Command, if there was a loading dock here at one time, it ain't here now.
We have no exit.
Do you copy? Dalton, we have got no reference for another exit.
No reason to trust it if we did.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Your best move might be to reinforce that door and hunker down.
No bueno out that way, Top.
Negative.
Not much for hunkering right now.
All right, Preach, I need you to find me a guard who's still breathing, someone who knows this place.
Top, I think I got one.
I'll send him to you.
- Get this door behind me.
- Copy.
It's for you.
Yeah? - [MAN PANTING.]
- [MAN SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[GUNSHOT.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[GUNSHOT.]
Wrong way, buddy.
[BULLETS WHIZZ.]
Say hi to my friends.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Top, you have one guard coming to you.
Shh.
[DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
What about the Afghan forces? No, that's too long.
Yes, I am aware of how far out they are, thank you.
- We got a problem.
- Then we've got two.
Taliban convoy, 20 miles north of the prison, heading south straight for it.
Same force that hit Patricia's escort.
They were already headed to the prison.
- Tell Dalton.
- What are you gonna do? Waking up the Chairman and the Joint Chiefs.
Praying we've already got a Predator in the air.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Dalton, we've got a pretty serious cavalry headed your way.
It's about time.
Yeah it's not our cavalry.
- How far out are they? - Twenty minutes.
Black Hawks should be on target in 40.
Afghan forces are at least an hour.
Perfect.
Just in time to retrieve our bodies.
Hey.
I need a way out of this place.
The front is the only way.
All the other doors Closed.
What about these exterior walls? This all poured concrete? Not the west wing.
The the new construction.
Preach, Amir, I need you to get to the west-most building.
Okay? I need you to make us a door.
You just get to where you're going, Top, we'll be there.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MEN TALKING.]
Go across.
Go down, first floor.
Laundry room.
A good place for a door.
All right, we're not gonna have Jaz this time.
So we gotta do this fast.
Yeah, Jacob Marley here will make that a little difficult.
Do you have your keys? All right, take those off.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Hey.
Look, this is what I do.
And I'm gonna get you out of here, okay? Oh, that's a relief, I was on the verge of promoting McGuire.
That would've been a big mistake.
Too little field experience? He's not pretty enough.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
- All right, you ready? - Copy.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY.]
[GUNFIRE.]
Go! Exit on me! - Jaz, get to the Humvee.
- I'm already on my way.
Ah! [GRUNTS.]
[PANTS.]
He's hit.
How bad is it? [SCREAMS.]
Sounds bad.
Leave it.
All right.
We're in cell block three.
Prisoner's been hit.
Where are we at, Preach? Just picked up Jaz and on our way.
All right, I'll flag the target.
Command? How are we looking on those friendlies? Black Hawks are on target in 30.
We have authorization to reroute an armed drone.
- All right, how long? - 20 minutes.
Taliban reinforcements land in 10.
Great.
Hey, Noah, next time you're in charge, - you owe me some good news.
- Roger that.
We're gonna make sure you're around to hear it.
All right.
Ready? Let's move.
Let's go.
[CRIES OUT.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
The room the guard was talking about is just up ahead.
[NATE GROANING.]
Shh.
That's gonna work.
Just like he said.
How're you gonna let them know where we are? I'm gonna paint a target, so you guys take cover.
I'll be right back.
[NATE GROANING.]
How is it? It's pretty bad, I think he got shot in the artery.
Fix it.
[METALLIC KNOCKING.]
Stay there.
Stay there.
You stick with me.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Get out.
Get out! Put that down, buddy.
Don't do it.
Don't.
Put it down.
If he dies, everybody on that base could die.
McGuire, leave us.
Go.
I can't leave you here.
You are following a direct order.
Get out.
Get out.
Top, I got a situation here.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Go! [GUNFIRE.]
Top, do you read? Top? Top, come in.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
It's ironic, your prayer.
"Do not let me be deceived by the designs of those whose hearts are evil.
" It already happened to you, Nate.
You've been weaponized, not loved.
You speak as the mouthpiece of my enemies.
No, no, no, no, I don't, I don't, I I speak as a mother who lost her son.
That's an interrogator's lie.
I would lie about almost anything, if it meant saving lives, but not my son.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
My son was a Marine.
He died building a school for Afghan children.
A Marine.
Weaponized by his warlike mother.
You're right.
But it wasn't intentional.
It was not a precondition of my love.
Nate It never ceases to amaze me the blindness of the infidel.
You're bleeding out.
I'm not too blind to see that.
Let me apply the tourniquet.
I just had this to your throat, and you're just gonna you're gonna save me? I don't kill just to kill, Nate.
That's how I know I'm on the right side.
Let me help you get on it.
- [GROANS, PANTS.]
- Come on.
Nate, let me help you.
Okay? Let me help.
[PANTING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Top, you all right? Never been better.
Let me see.
What the hell happened, man? That happened.
Where's Patricia? Prisoner picked up a nail along the way, man, and used it as a shiv.
He's got her.
She ordered me to leave, Top.
I don't know, she seemed like she had a plan.
Get back downstairs.
[PANTS.]
- Tell her to take cover.
- All right.
[HAUNTING STRING MUSIC.]
ETA? Taliban is five, drone is 15 minutes.
Five minutes.
They live or die because of five minutes, and there's nothing I can do but watch.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
There's the mark.
All right.
I'm gonna need something hollow.
- Copy.
- Something to make the cone.
Here.
It's hollow.
Great.
Nate, this tourniquet even taking a hostage is an act of survival.
I know you want to live.
But this is a stopgap.
Treason is a death sentence.
You need to deal.
Oh.
This is how you think you'll get the information? I've only preserved my life in order to deliver you to my betters.
After that, I am fine to die.
Dalton, they're a minute out.
Come on, buddy.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Let's go, Preach.
Let's go! We're close.
Come on, Preach.
What you fail to grasp is that our power comes not from violence but from our conviction.
I think you're bluffing.
I've looked into the eyes of a scared kid before.
All right, we're hot.
Let's move.
Firing.
1,000.
2,000.
3,000.
- 4,000.
- [RAPID BEEPING.]
[EXPLOSION.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[NATE GROANING.]
- Go.
- Open it up! Okay.
Come on! That's them.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY.]
Right, they need to run.
Now.
Dalton, Taliban reinforcements have landed.
Time to get out of there.
Let's go, guys! Come on, let's go! Come on! Last man! [ENGINE REVS.]
[YELLS.]
All right, hold on.
Keep him awake.
Priority is the prisoner and extracting his intel.
Joint U.
S.
and Afghan forces will handle the prison.
Do not engage.
[MAN SHOUTING.]
Those two trucks are splitting off from the main convoy.
They must have seen the smoke.
Time on the drone? All right, listen, Predator is five minutes out, but those guys are gonna close the gap fast.
You have got to create some space.
- That means drive faster.
- I'm aware.
[AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE.]
With any luck, they'll think we're just a couple of scared guards.
- Never say "luck.
" - Come on, stay awake.
Stay awake.
You can do this.
His blood pressure's dropping.
I'm putting an IV in.
This is the moment of truth.
I can keep you alive, but I'm not going to.
Not unless you tell me the name of that base.
You won't let me die without my secret.
You said that yourself, because you're the good guys, remember? [WINCES.]
Look.
Wake up! Wake up! - Wake him up! - I can't! Come on! [ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
Rocket! Cover! [EXPLOSION.]
[GUNFIRE.]
- [COUGHING.]
- Get him out.
Get these rifles out! [ALL SHOUTING.]
Get him over here! Bring him to me! [GUNFIRE.]
- I got him.
- All right.
I got him, I got him, I got him.
Come on, Nate.
[GUNFIRE.]
[GUNFIRE OVER RADIO.]
Dalton, three minutes.
When the drone is in position, you are gonna have one shot to call the strike.
Between relay and delivery, you have got 45 seconds till impact.
Yeah! Piece of cake! They gotta make some distance.
They're on foot and that's open desert behind them.
Drone is in position in one minute.
They'll be fish in a barrel if they run.
There's about to be no barrel.
Dalton, you have got to move.
You are within the blast radius.
Everybody leave! Right now! Run! Everybody out! Everybody out! You leave him.
He stays with me.
[GUNFIRE.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
- Top! - Dalton! [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
[IN SLOW MOTION.]
Stay with me, man! - [IN SLOW MOTION.]
- [GROANING.]
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY IN SLOW MOTION.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[MEN YELLING.]
Punch left! Punch left! Punch left! You see my team running? Do you see what's happening? There is a drone strike about to happen overhead.
I am not messing with you.
You are gonna die.
Dalton, drone is in position.
You have got to make the call right now.
[GUNFIRE.]
Make the call.
Noah, cleared hot on my position! Right now! They are 50 yards out.
You call that strike now, they die.
She'll move.
It's a tactic.
And what if it's not? Then it's a better death than the alternative.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Tell them to fire.
[ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
Dalton, bird is away.
40 seconds to impact.
You like martyrs? You're gonna die lookin' up at this one.
Three hours ago, I stood on this spot, where one of your friends killed my son.
If you do not help me save other mothers that pain, I will gladly die here with you.
Or you can stop the cycle of violence, and I will save you.
It's your call.
- 20 seconds.
- Come on, Nate.
B-Bagram.
Bagram.
The food crates are rigged.
Bagram.
Food crates are rigged.
Noah, Bagram! The food crates are rigged at Bagram! Give Bagram the intel.
They're rigged! Let's go! Let's go! [ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
[EXPLOSION.]
Dalton, status? Dalton? Preach? Anyone, report status.
Status is whole, healthy, and delivered like a sinner on Sunday.
- Yes! - Yes! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
That's good to hear.
[WARM GUITAR MUSIC.]
And you should wear suits more often.
Whew.
All right.
Good work, guys.
["LOVE & HATE" BY MICHAEL KIWANUKA.]
Standing now Calling all the people here to see the show Calling for all my demons now to let me go Got word that, um, joint forces finally put down that riot.
Thought you'd want to know.
Kid's stable.
That's good to know.
I believe She won't take me somewhere I'm not supposed to be So you don't have to travel 7,000 miles next time.
You can't steal the things that God has given me No more pain He was a good man.
He was a good soldier.
You can't take me down How anybody even raises one of those things You can't take me down That's beyond me.
How a single mother with the weight of the world on her shoulders raises both You can't take me down That's nothing short of a miracle.
He was a good son.
Roger that.
How much more are we supposed to tolerate Can you see there's more to me Than my mistakes Sometimes I get this feeling makes me hesitate - Thank you.
- Yeah.
[SLOW DYNAMIC MUSIC.]
[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY.]
- These guys look harmless.
- Yeah.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Welcome to the happiness hotel.
Can you imagine checking in to this place? Definitely no mints on these pillows.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Definitely no pillows.
Oof.
Looks like that guy tried to make out with an IED.
All right, well, after the questioning is complete, we'll take custody, we'll move the prisoner to an American base.
He's already been placed in interrogation.
How gently? If you can get him to talk, he's still capable of it.
You guys got nothing? I just hope your interrogator is a better man than ours.
She is.
See you in there.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
- So did you get the - the house rules? Yeah.
So you have hands outside the cages at all times.
I want you three on the outside.
McGuire, you're gonna be with us.
We're gonna go side arms only.
Want me to take my shoes off too? That might be more lethal.
Ha, ha.
What do they got, 50 guards in there? For, like, 2,000 Taliban prisoners? They seem to be doing all right.
This the deputy director's idea of a vacation? Sun, sand And Taliban.
[LAUGHS.]
Reminds me of that, uh, Somali pirate situation.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we caught this dirtbag who had a freighter captain stashed away.
Nobody knew where.
Several interrogators took a really hard run at the guy.
They got nothing.
Patricia shows up.
She ends up locking herself in a closet in the hold of the ship alone with the guy with nothing but a chest full of ice cubes.
She walks out three days later, right, she's got the guy's location.
- Why ice? - Because it was hot.
Hello, everyone.
It's nice to see all of you.
Sorry I don't have time for pleasantries.
Dalton.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
Was going to ask you how your trip was, but I'll tell you later over a steak and a bottle of something.
This is the Helmand Province.
You're gonna have to settle for an opium cocktail and a bit of goat.
Mm.
What are we walking into? They worked him over pretty good.
I told them not to touch him.
Well, that order has a tendency to get lost in translation out here.
Mm-hmm.
Anything else? Yeah.
D.
C.
clearly only sends you out on Priority Alpha cases, so you want to let me know what's so special about this guy? An attack on a U.
S.
base that's imminent.
A bombing, much like the one your team suffered.
Bigger.
More central.
We think this guy knows where.
Intelligence say when? As of this morning, it was hours, not days.
Any of this going to be a problem? - No.
- Uh-uh.
Not unless you suddenly hit a batting slump.
You wish.
So who'd you leave at the helm of the, uh, "Enterprise?" You're about to hear his voice.
[QUIET MUSIC.]
Looks like she's made contact.
Let's check comms and body cams.
What? It's 3:00 in the morning, and we just watched a Humvee cross a desert - for three hours.
- And? Nothing.
It's cute.
The deputy director is about to enter a prison full of Taliban in a tumultuous region of Afghanistan.
Command, radio check.
We're outside the gates of the lovely Four Seasons Helmand.
Affirmative.
Let's bring up the body cams.
[ELECTRONIC BEEP.]
Oh, and the tag's still on your jacket.
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[DESOLATE MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
Whatever tactic I use, however I come at this guy, whatever he throws back, you two are stone, you understand? You got it.
[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY.]
Dalton, we're getting interference on your body cams.
All right, looks like the interrogation's headed underground.
The walls are thick already.
Roger that.
We have lost visual completely.
[MONITOR BEEPS.]
Dalton, radio check.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Dalton.
Damn it.
Look, I've worn a suit to work before.
Was a joke.
No, no, no, no.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[INHALES.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Let's speak English.
I need the name of the U.
S.
base your friends intend to bomb.
Innocent lives are at stake, and our government doesn't look kindly on Americans in the Taliban.
Hi, Nate.
American Taliban.
It's an oxymoron.
It's two words literally at war with each other.
You can't be both.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
I don't think you are both, Nate.
I think you're a disenfranchised American.
A misguided American.
But American is the part of you that can't be walked back.
The violence you're privy to can be.
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
I was going to bring you pictures of your entire family, but from what I understand, it's not full of people you want to remember, so this is what I have to work with.
A scared white boy from Grand Rapids, Michigan.
He lost his father.
He was neglected by his mother.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
I get it.
Humans are tribal, and when the tribe that we're born into fails us, we seek out another one, but that's not family, Nate.
Nate, it's manipulation.
They found your weakness, and they exploited it.
- [SPEAKING PASHTO.]
- No.
I'm trying to find your strength.
The strength to do what I believe you know is right.
I am doing what's right.
Well, you're speaking English, so that's a start.
The truth is the truth in any language.
On that, we agree.
[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[CRIES OUT.]
[SCREAMS.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[GUNFIRE.]
I'll check it out.
You stay here.
[DOOR SHUTS.]
Both of the men escorting me were victims of a U.
S.
bombing.
They were at a base, playing with Muslim children.
How is that doing what's right? How do you justify an American drone strike at a wedding? And if we both commit atrocities, why are you so sure you're on the right side? Big ideas, mainly.
Freedom of speech.
Gender equality.
Your crusading government is bought and sold by big American business.
But, you know, they cloak their greed in a mantle of human rights, so you lap it up.
And you think you're liberators, but you're line workers on the military-industrial complex's killing floor.
Okay.
Let's say you're right.
How does indiscriminately bombing a U.
S.
base help? You want to cripple the American war machine? Don't fall into the stereotype.
Please, Nate.
Be better than us.
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[MEN SPEAK INDISTINCTLY.]
[MAN SHOUTS.]
Dalton's cam just came back online.
[MAN SHOUTS.]
Dalton? What's happening? Dalton, do you read? Yeah.
I copy.
We got a bit of a situation here.
Saw a guard who was just responding to gunfire, and four armed prisoners took him out on the first floor landing.
Sounds like we got a full-blown riot on our hands.
I have no idea.
But someone definitely just lit a fuse.
I'm gonna get us out of here 'fore the bomb goes off.
- Roger that - we will scramble backup and notify Afghan security forces.
All right, they took his keys.
We're gonna have to find an Losing comms.
I said they've taken his keys.
I'm gonna have to improvise on an alternate exit.
That prison was run by coalition forces just before the transition.
We're gonna try and get our hands on a blueprint.
Notify Patricia's escort.
- Get 'em to turn back around.
- On it.
Okay, Jaz.
I need you to find a tower.
Set overwatch.
Preach, Amir.
The main gates are not keyed.
They're operated by a control room.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- I'm gonna need that open.
But not until I say go.
We're on it.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN SHOUTING.]
[MEN YELLING.]
[SPARKS FIZZING.]
[MEN SHOUTING.]
- [SPARKS FIZZING.]
- [MEN CRY OUT IN PAIN.]
Tell me the name of the base, Nate.
I know there's some part of you that doesn't want innocent blood on his hands.
All right, we gotta move now.
Now.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[GRUNTS.]
- Get up! - Listen, Nate.
You're gonna move, and you're gonna do it quietly, because if you're the reason we're caught, I'm gonna tell everybody you're an asset, and then you will die a traitor, not a martyr.
This interrogation isn't over, exfil or no.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[MAN GRUNTING.]
[SLOW ORCHESTRAL MUSIC.]
[DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
This is it? It's the best they've got.
It's for a training manual written for American guards.
That's the main exit there.
Other options? Either don't exist or haven't been marked, but let me see if there's something in the manual.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Yeah.
When? I want to know the minute those Black Hawks are in the air.
Patricia's escort was ambushed 40 miles out.
- Oh, God.
- Everybody's dead.
There's no other support in the area.
How do we get them out? Read the manual.
[SHOUTING IN PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[OVER LOUDSPEAKER.]
Why do you get to live? Grass is always greener.
[SPARKS POP.]
Okay, hold on, hold on.
This water's electrified.
Okay, all right.
Get him on the boards.
Move.
[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING.]
What? If he was so eager to be a martyr, he would have stepped in the water.
He stepped back.
I can work with that.
Not dead, you can't.
Let's go.
Preach, how those gates looking? [DISTANT YELLING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
Yeah, looks like somebody already opened 'em.
I got a head count on 20 rogue prisoners, armed, in the foyer, on the way to the front door.
Two dead guards.
Small arms fire.
Dalton, you said the main gates were operated - from a control room.
- That's correct.
Rioting prisoners on the inside would have no access to a control room on the outside.
Unless it was orchestrated.
Sympathetic guard slips a prisoner a weapon.
- Opens the gates.
- Exactly.
Dalton, this isn't a riot.
It's a prison break.
All right, Preach, I need you to close those gates.
Look, with all due respect, Top, if the gate's open, you can get out if it's not, you won't be able to.
Yeah, but not at the expense of a thousand bad dudes squirtin' back into the desert.
I don't need that on my conscience right now, thank you.
YEAH.
OKAY.
WELL, LET ME GET THIS CLEAR: You want me to lock you inside of a prison riot? Affirmative.
Get it done, Preach.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [SIGHS.]
We're on the move.
REAL QUICKLY: you completed your close-quarter combat training, correct? Of course.
Why? 'Cause my instinct's anticipating close-quarter combat.
TWO RULES: number one, SHOOT THE BAD GUYS; NUMBER TWO: don't shoot me.
[HEAVY BREATHING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
You shot the guard.
Of course.
He was one of the bad guys.
How do you know? Well, otherwise, they wouldn't have left him alive.
Okay, Top.
Gates are closing.
[MEN YELLING.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Okay, Top.
Gates are closed.
Godspeed.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
How we lookin' on those exits? Dalton, the schematic we're working with is pretty rudimentary we're contacting contractors who may have worked on the prison.
Okay, I've got something in the training manual.
A loading dock.
Here.
Scratch that.
We've got you an exit.
Can you give us your location? Uh, yeah.
East wing, heading west.
Dalton, we got a reference to a HVAC room with a loading dock that's in the central wing.
If they're crashing the front gates, your best shot is crossing the east yard.
That's not far from here.
We passed that on the way in.
Jaz, you got eyes on that yet? About 100 by 300.
East and west doors are clear.
But I got 12 Taliban prisoners breaking open crates on the far end.
- Weapons? - Nothing I can see.
I'm not sure what's in the crates.
Let's hope it's deodorant.
If you can get here fast enough, their backs are to you.
You might be able to creep by unnoticed.
- We good? - That depends.
How's your 100-yard dash time? Better when my life depends on it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Good news.
Looks like our friends were just hungry.
All right, well, keep watching our six.
- So far, so good.
- [DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING.]
[GUNSHOT.]
Jaz, east door.
East door, east door! - [GUNSHOT.]
- [MAN GRUNTS.]
Follow's down.
All right, we're clear.
- [DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
- [MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[GRUNTING, PANTING.]
All right, Command.
Which way are we headed? You're almost there.
Head straight down the hallway.
Take the last left.
The door on the left is the HVAC room.
[MAN TALKING IN THE DISTANCE.]
That's a solid door, Top.
We're gonna need explosives.
[GRUNTS.]
Or that.
[DOOR CREAKS.]
All right, Command, if there was a loading dock here at one time, it ain't here now.
We have no exit.
Do you copy? Dalton, we have got no reference for another exit.
No reason to trust it if we did.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Your best move might be to reinforce that door and hunker down.
No bueno out that way, Top.
Negative.
Not much for hunkering right now.
All right, Preach, I need you to find me a guard who's still breathing, someone who knows this place.
Top, I think I got one.
I'll send him to you.
- Get this door behind me.
- Copy.
It's for you.
Yeah? - [MAN PANTING.]
- [MAN SPEAKING PASHTO.]
[GUNSHOT.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[GUNSHOT.]
Wrong way, buddy.
[BULLETS WHIZZ.]
Say hi to my friends.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Top, you have one guard coming to you.
Shh.
[DISTANT GUNFIRE.]
What about the Afghan forces? No, that's too long.
Yes, I am aware of how far out they are, thank you.
- We got a problem.
- Then we've got two.
Taliban convoy, 20 miles north of the prison, heading south straight for it.
Same force that hit Patricia's escort.
They were already headed to the prison.
- Tell Dalton.
- What are you gonna do? Waking up the Chairman and the Joint Chiefs.
Praying we've already got a Predator in the air.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Dalton, we've got a pretty serious cavalry headed your way.
It's about time.
Yeah it's not our cavalry.
- How far out are they? - Twenty minutes.
Black Hawks should be on target in 40.
Afghan forces are at least an hour.
Perfect.
Just in time to retrieve our bodies.
Hey.
I need a way out of this place.
The front is the only way.
All the other doors Closed.
What about these exterior walls? This all poured concrete? Not the west wing.
The the new construction.
Preach, Amir, I need you to get to the west-most building.
Okay? I need you to make us a door.
You just get to where you're going, Top, we'll be there.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MEN TALKING.]
Go across.
Go down, first floor.
Laundry room.
A good place for a door.
All right, we're not gonna have Jaz this time.
So we gotta do this fast.
Yeah, Jacob Marley here will make that a little difficult.
Do you have your keys? All right, take those off.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Hey.
Look, this is what I do.
And I'm gonna get you out of here, okay? Oh, that's a relief, I was on the verge of promoting McGuire.
That would've been a big mistake.
Too little field experience? He's not pretty enough.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
- All right, you ready? - Copy.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SPEAKS PASHTO.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY.]
[GUNFIRE.]
Go! Exit on me! - Jaz, get to the Humvee.
- I'm already on my way.
Ah! [GRUNTS.]
[PANTS.]
He's hit.
How bad is it? [SCREAMS.]
Sounds bad.
Leave it.
All right.
We're in cell block three.
Prisoner's been hit.
Where are we at, Preach? Just picked up Jaz and on our way.
All right, I'll flag the target.
Command? How are we looking on those friendlies? Black Hawks are on target in 30.
We have authorization to reroute an armed drone.
- All right, how long? - 20 minutes.
Taliban reinforcements land in 10.
Great.
Hey, Noah, next time you're in charge, - you owe me some good news.
- Roger that.
We're gonna make sure you're around to hear it.
All right.
Ready? Let's move.
Let's go.
[CRIES OUT.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
The room the guard was talking about is just up ahead.
[NATE GROANING.]
Shh.
That's gonna work.
Just like he said.
How're you gonna let them know where we are? I'm gonna paint a target, so you guys take cover.
I'll be right back.
[NATE GROANING.]
How is it? It's pretty bad, I think he got shot in the artery.
Fix it.
[METALLIC KNOCKING.]
Stay there.
Stay there.
You stick with me.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Get out.
Get out! Put that down, buddy.
Don't do it.
Don't.
Put it down.
If he dies, everybody on that base could die.
McGuire, leave us.
Go.
I can't leave you here.
You are following a direct order.
Get out.
Get out.
Top, I got a situation here.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
Go! [GUNFIRE.]
Top, do you read? Top? Top, come in.
[SPEAKING PASHTO.]
It's ironic, your prayer.
"Do not let me be deceived by the designs of those whose hearts are evil.
" It already happened to you, Nate.
You've been weaponized, not loved.
You speak as the mouthpiece of my enemies.
No, no, no, no, I don't, I don't, I I speak as a mother who lost her son.
That's an interrogator's lie.
I would lie about almost anything, if it meant saving lives, but not my son.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
My son was a Marine.
He died building a school for Afghan children.
A Marine.
Weaponized by his warlike mother.
You're right.
But it wasn't intentional.
It was not a precondition of my love.
Nate It never ceases to amaze me the blindness of the infidel.
You're bleeding out.
I'm not too blind to see that.
Let me apply the tourniquet.
I just had this to your throat, and you're just gonna you're gonna save me? I don't kill just to kill, Nate.
That's how I know I'm on the right side.
Let me help you get on it.
- [GROANS, PANTS.]
- Come on.
Nate, let me help you.
Okay? Let me help.
[PANTING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Top, you all right? Never been better.
Let me see.
What the hell happened, man? That happened.
Where's Patricia? Prisoner picked up a nail along the way, man, and used it as a shiv.
He's got her.
She ordered me to leave, Top.
I don't know, she seemed like she had a plan.
Get back downstairs.
[PANTS.]
- Tell her to take cover.
- All right.
[HAUNTING STRING MUSIC.]
ETA? Taliban is five, drone is 15 minutes.
Five minutes.
They live or die because of five minutes, and there's nothing I can do but watch.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
There's the mark.
All right.
I'm gonna need something hollow.
- Copy.
- Something to make the cone.
Here.
It's hollow.
Great.
Nate, this tourniquet even taking a hostage is an act of survival.
I know you want to live.
But this is a stopgap.
Treason is a death sentence.
You need to deal.
Oh.
This is how you think you'll get the information? I've only preserved my life in order to deliver you to my betters.
After that, I am fine to die.
Dalton, they're a minute out.
Come on, buddy.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Let's go, Preach.
Let's go! We're close.
Come on, Preach.
What you fail to grasp is that our power comes not from violence but from our conviction.
I think you're bluffing.
I've looked into the eyes of a scared kid before.
All right, we're hot.
Let's move.
Firing.
1,000.
2,000.
3,000.
- 4,000.
- [RAPID BEEPING.]
[EXPLOSION.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[NATE GROANING.]
- Go.
- Open it up! Okay.
Come on! That's them.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY.]
Right, they need to run.
Now.
Dalton, Taliban reinforcements have landed.
Time to get out of there.
Let's go, guys! Come on, let's go! Come on! Last man! [ENGINE REVS.]
[YELLS.]
All right, hold on.
Keep him awake.
Priority is the prisoner and extracting his intel.
Joint U.
S.
and Afghan forces will handle the prison.
Do not engage.
[MAN SHOUTING.]
Those two trucks are splitting off from the main convoy.
They must have seen the smoke.
Time on the drone? All right, listen, Predator is five minutes out, but those guys are gonna close the gap fast.
You have got to create some space.
- That means drive faster.
- I'm aware.
[AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE.]
With any luck, they'll think we're just a couple of scared guards.
- Never say "luck.
" - Come on, stay awake.
Stay awake.
You can do this.
His blood pressure's dropping.
I'm putting an IV in.
This is the moment of truth.
I can keep you alive, but I'm not going to.
Not unless you tell me the name of that base.
You won't let me die without my secret.
You said that yourself, because you're the good guys, remember? [WINCES.]
Look.
Wake up! Wake up! - Wake him up! - I can't! Come on! [ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
Rocket! Cover! [EXPLOSION.]
[GUNFIRE.]
- [COUGHING.]
- Get him out.
Get these rifles out! [ALL SHOUTING.]
Get him over here! Bring him to me! [GUNFIRE.]
- I got him.
- All right.
I got him, I got him, I got him.
Come on, Nate.
[GUNFIRE.]
[GUNFIRE OVER RADIO.]
Dalton, three minutes.
When the drone is in position, you are gonna have one shot to call the strike.
Between relay and delivery, you have got 45 seconds till impact.
Yeah! Piece of cake! They gotta make some distance.
They're on foot and that's open desert behind them.
Drone is in position in one minute.
They'll be fish in a barrel if they run.
There's about to be no barrel.
Dalton, you have got to move.
You are within the blast radius.
Everybody leave! Right now! Run! Everybody out! Everybody out! You leave him.
He stays with me.
[GUNFIRE.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
- Top! - Dalton! [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
[IN SLOW MOTION.]
Stay with me, man! - [IN SLOW MOTION.]
- [GROANING.]
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY IN SLOW MOTION.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[MEN YELLING.]
Punch left! Punch left! Punch left! You see my team running? Do you see what's happening? There is a drone strike about to happen overhead.
I am not messing with you.
You are gonna die.
Dalton, drone is in position.
You have got to make the call right now.
[GUNFIRE.]
Make the call.
Noah, cleared hot on my position! Right now! They are 50 yards out.
You call that strike now, they die.
She'll move.
It's a tactic.
And what if it's not? Then it's a better death than the alternative.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Tell them to fire.
[ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
Dalton, bird is away.
40 seconds to impact.
You like martyrs? You're gonna die lookin' up at this one.
Three hours ago, I stood on this spot, where one of your friends killed my son.
If you do not help me save other mothers that pain, I will gladly die here with you.
Or you can stop the cycle of violence, and I will save you.
It's your call.
- 20 seconds.
- Come on, Nate.
B-Bagram.
Bagram.
The food crates are rigged.
Bagram.
Food crates are rigged.
Noah, Bagram! The food crates are rigged at Bagram! Give Bagram the intel.
They're rigged! Let's go! Let's go! [ROCKET WHOOSHES.]
[EXPLOSION.]
Dalton, status? Dalton? Preach? Anyone, report status.
Status is whole, healthy, and delivered like a sinner on Sunday.
- Yes! - Yes! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
That's good to hear.
[WARM GUITAR MUSIC.]
And you should wear suits more often.
Whew.
All right.
Good work, guys.
["LOVE & HATE" BY MICHAEL KIWANUKA.]
Standing now Calling all the people here to see the show Calling for all my demons now to let me go Got word that, um, joint forces finally put down that riot.
Thought you'd want to know.
Kid's stable.
That's good to know.
I believe She won't take me somewhere I'm not supposed to be So you don't have to travel 7,000 miles next time.
You can't steal the things that God has given me No more pain He was a good man.
He was a good soldier.
You can't take me down How anybody even raises one of those things You can't take me down That's beyond me.
How a single mother with the weight of the world on her shoulders raises both You can't take me down That's nothing short of a miracle.
He was a good son.
Roger that.
How much more are we supposed to tolerate Can you see there's more to me Than my mistakes Sometimes I get this feeling makes me hesitate - Thank you.
- Yeah.