Six (2017–2018): Season 2, Episode 2 - Ghosts - full transcript

In Rip's absence, Graves and Ortiz clash over the direction of the team; Gina's interrogation of Michael turns personal; the SEALs get to know their extreme new team member, Trevor.

- Previously on Six...
- What are you doing here?

It's Rip. Someone shot him.

He died alone, man. Rip died alone.

How did you do it,

the shooting of the SEAL in Virginia?

You will inspire others to do as you did.

When do I do the next one?

They shot him
because he was a SEAL.

We're gonna find whoever did this,
and we're gonna make them pay.

That's Dragan!

I need Dragan alive. Do you copy?



Clear out now!

Moving!

Stand fast!

Bomb! Bomb!

- It wasn't supposed to be this way.
- You used me. You used my daughter.

Down!

That notebook the SEALs found? Goldmine.

Dragan and Muttaqi worked
for our favorite ghost.

The Prince.

If you break this guy,
we find The Prince, we stop this.

Who are you?

Hello, Michael.

Welcome to the Brotherhood.

I want the Team down here in ten.
Where's Alex?



- He's in the mind gym.
- Then go get him.

Hard part's learning
when to not shoot.

Pull back!

Jackpot on our target!
He's egressing north!

On the ground!

Caulder! Hey.

Caulder.

Hey, Alex. You okay?

- How's the head feeling?
- Medical cleared me, dude.

Bear wants the Team in the cage room ASAP.

- Okay.
- All right.

Oh, you hit the pods, dude.

It's Invasion of the Body Snatchers shit.

Any news from FBI?

Yeah, they're on it.
Atkins says no funeral for Rip.

- Why?
- They don't want us together in public.

- We have to do something for Rip.
- Yeah, when the time is right, we will.

Okay, let's hogwash this VI.
What happened?

What do you mean, "what happened"?

The Agency is happy we salvaged
the notebook, right?

It might link Nasry to some
Jihadist heavy hitter, The Prince.

Look, the way I see it,

two of my senior guys violated
an SOP written in blood.

We executed the plan,
called an audible when we needed to.

But we went in too hot.
We lost our flow, okay?

Now, I understand that we wanna
get payback for Rip,

but we're lucky that nobody got hurt,
or worse.

Now, Buddha, you pushed too hard.

And, Alex, I ordered you
to come back to our position.

- What'd you expect me to do?
- You followed...

I expect you to follow orders.

Hey, bro! We were committed, bro.

No, you got yourself in a bad way.

And then you made
a piss-poor situation worse

when you ran off after
a squirter with a suicide belt!

- Hey, that squirter was our HVI.
- We didn't see it!

What were we supposed to do,
just let the guy go?

Hey! What about Mata Hari?

Rolling in hot like that on a target?
Who was the ballsy CIA chick?

I did a snatch with her in Bosnia,
way back.

We don't want to see her again.

Did they play
the Aztec death whistle for you?

The longest anyone's ever been
able to go was 40 hours.

Tariq Al Wazir. Then he lost his mind.

Oh. Oh. Okay.

Hmm.

How's your shoulder?

Where am I?

We caught the Jihadist you sent
to kill SEALs in Virginia.

I didn't send anyone.

I was shot in Chad.

Who else have you targeted in the States?

What does it matter? You caught the guy.

And him, in Bosnia.

Dragan was connected to you,

and you're connected to The Prince.

Now you're gonna help me find him.

You smoke, don't you?

I can smell it on you.

You really shouldn't lie, Michael.

We traced phone calls to Dragan
from Virginia Beach.

We know he's part of your boss's network.

Tamerlin Shishoni,
also known as The Prince.

I'm an American citizen.

Oh. Um...

You're not.

You actually don't exist.

I am your only connection to the world,

and I'm the only person who can help you.

But you're gonna have to help me.

Tell me about The Prince.

One of my early postings was in Bosnia,

hunting a war criminal.

It was a... Serb general,

wanted for genocide against Muslims.

Vince let me run the op,
let me develop the source.

It was all on me.

Who would you shoot first?

You mean after you?

Little weaselly guy in the corner.
The alpha.

Once he falls,
all the puppies will scatter.

Good thing they're on our side.

Your asset's outside.

Thank you.

You guys do your homework?

Do you trust this dude?

We vetted him for six months.

He's a SEAL, not a spy.

Does John trust you?

Vince.

"Trust is our currency.

We earn it by any means, even by lying."

Ah, Gina, my number one spook.

I find General Stankevich for you.

That's not Stankevich.

You're right.

But my special Christian friend here
knows where dog likes to bury his bone.

Don't you, Zoran?

Twice a week, General Stankevich
comes over into Bosnia, for a girl.

Muslim pussy taste sweeter.

That's why you kill Muslim men, huh?

He will take us to Stankevich.

Your boyfriend?

Senior management, John.
That's how important you are.

Bring him.

Let's go.

Approaching unidentified vehicle.

Park behind car over there.

Ah, they're here.

John, what's going on? Where's Stankevich?

I want you to meet my family.

Eyes peeled, Ricky.

Wha-paa!

This is my wife Amina,
and my son Little John.

What are we doing here, John?

This is my blood.

You will take care of them, yes?

Take them to St. Louis?

That was our deal, remember?

You bring me Stankevich,
I'll take care of all of you.

Get in the car.

Better than Chechen food?

We're in Macedonia, right?

The Tavce Gravce.

It's not bad.

My asset from Bosnia, John,
a.k.a. Tamerlin Shishoni.

But you know him as The Prince.

The Prince was your lover, wasn't he?

You have no more cards to play here. None.

I've met a few princes.

That guy?

He looks like a Russian gangster.

No!

No!

No, no, no. No.

Sweet dreams, Michael.

Stop it!

Jesus.

Hey, it's just bodily fluids.

Well... keep 'em to yourself.

Hey. Hey.

Yeah.

Come on, you just made
my blood pressure spike, baby girl.

I'm sure.

You're a mess, you know.
You should clean yourself up.

Stay.

I have a case.

Don't let Atkins catch you
with classified shit down here.

Yeah.

Hey, can you guys
give us a minute, please?

So what's up?

Rip would have never taken us to task
in front of the Team like that.

Well, Rip's not Team Leader anymore.

He hasn't been for two years.

Yeah.

See you at the kill house, Senior Chief.

Allahu Akbar.

I am Michael Nasry.

I am Michael Nasry.

I am Michael Nasry.

I am Michael Nasry!

I am Michael Nasry.

Good to know.

I have to go to the bathroom.

You'll go when I tell you to.

I have something I wanna show you.

Are there other targets?

You know, there are other ways
we can do this.

- Let's go back to Bosnia.
- I don't care about Bosnia.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

The house is empty.
No Stankevich.

He's across the border.
We're going to Serbia.

Gina, no, I'm not going to Serbia.

You know what they do
to do my people there.

Stankevich is a fucking butcher.

They will kill me if they find me there.

I'm not going!

You wanna go to America? You're going.

Hey! What are...

He betrayed us.

Me.

His sandbox. His rules.

Alex.

Alex!

Hi, dude.

You all right?

Oh. She was a hellion.

Who?

Uh, Jenkins, the, uh, hot JAG chick.

Are you still getting those headaches?

Your fertility surgery,
how'd the pre-op go, man?

I scheduled it in a couple months.

You really think having
a kid's gonna fix things?

Screw you, okay?

Uh...

- Yeah, you want a beer?
- Yeah, dude.

Put some clothes on.

I'm sorry I never met your Sarah, Bear.

Don't talk about my daughter, okay?

Somebody has to, 'cause you won't.

- Yeah.
- You think cutting into your ball sack...

makes you a better husband?

Or having a child actually
makes you a better father?

No. No, no, no, no, no.
It doesn't work that way.

That's why we love the big suck.

Clarity of combat.

The crystal clear immediacy of what we do.

Life, death, Alpha and Omega,
and everything in between.

Your wife? Your little Sarah?

None of that shit matters.

No. That ain't me.

That's you.

I am you.

Yo, yo.

Uh...

You squeeze too tight, bro.

Just let her go.
Let the universe do its thing.

Let's get some food.

Okay.

Hey, I thought we were eating together.

- Hey.
- Where's Anabel?

Thought she was with you.

No.

Anabel?

Anabel!

Anabel!

What are you doing?

Please do not tell Mom.
Don't tell Mom, please.

Stop right there. Stop right there. Stop!

Who gave you this?

Who gave you this shit?

Please don't tell Mom.

Get in the house.

Marissa,
you are the heart of our new Jihad.

The path we have taken together is lonely,

but the rewards,
both in Heaven and on Earth,

will prove immeasurable.

You will be one of my proud lionesses,
fighting for the oppressed,

proving your worth every day to Allah,
and to me.

Little-known fact,

Jeb Stuart? Late for Gettysburg.

Well-known fact,

the guys who start sentences
with "little-known fact,"

they got little dicks.

Is that true, Peanut?

"Peanut"? That one's gonna stick.

All right, boys, we start without Graves.
Caulder, you're good on point?

- When have I not been?
- Let's rock and roll.

Sorry.

Drowning in Admin bullshit.

We're ready to start without you.

- Oh, good. Chase, breach.
- No, I'm gonna breach. Chase...

No, Chase is gonna breach
'cause Chase needs the practice.

Let's go.

Drop! Cease fire!

Buddha, you just got yourself shot.
Congratulations.

- You got ahead of me.
- You have to pick up the pace.

Okay, let's reset this, please.

Shit!

Shit!

Caulder.

Reset.

Alex.

Dad? Dad?

Dad! Dad!

Oh, my God, Joe, what do we do?
Joe, what do we do?

Don't let him die!

Alex. Alex! Come on.

Alex! Alex, wake up!

- We need to call 911 now!
- Dharma, listen to me.

It is okay. I've seen this before.

I need you to flush anything
that is not Advil and Aspirin.

- Do you understand me?
- We need to call 911!

If it is not Advil or aspirin,
you flush it.

Okay, Pretty Boy.

Come on! Open your eyes.
Open your eyes, please.

Hey.

Hey. Alex.

Okay. Okay. Is it Oxy?

Yeah. Yeah.

This is the last time.
Do you understand what I am saying?

I'm not covering your ass anymore.
Do you understand me?

This is the last time.

Remember what the Prophet,
peace be upon Him, said.

"O, you who believe,
enter absolutely into peace."

Michael...

peace is the heart of Islam.

You must enter it absolutely.

How long has the Imam worked for the CIA?

He came to us when ISIS killed
his wife and children.

How many wives and children
have your drones,

your Special Forces,
your cruise missiles killed?

Too many.

The only way we end this war
is one moral decision at a time.

I've been opening up to you.
Now you have to open up to me.

Where is The Prince?

I want something in return.

If I cooperate fully, I want out.

You arrange that,

I'll tell you who The Prince is
and how to find him.

No can do, Mike.

Wait. Hey. Hey!

Come back here! I...

I said... I said I'll tell you who he is.

I... I said I'll tell you who he is!

I said I'll tell you who he is.
I'll give you...

I said I'll tell you who he is!

I said I... I said I...

I'll tell... tell...

We're across the border.

Pull up to that tree up ahead.

Keep it tight, boys.

Testing, testing communications.

Vince...

Be careful, old man.

Keep an eye on John.

And I'm not that old.

Ortiz, take south.

On me.

Hey, come on. Let's go.

Vince, post up.

We're in position.
SEALs moving toward target.

Clear so far.

God damn it!

They knew we were coming!

- This wasn't me, Gina!
- Did you screw us?

Swear to God, I did not do this.
Gina, please!

- Gina, no, please, listen. Listen!
- Are there more coming?

This wasn't me!

You ready for this, Bear?

I'm not usually much for talking,

but let me tell you a story about Rip,
about what kind of a man he was

and what he taught us.

Right after I graduated from Green Team,

Delta was doing some
kill house training at Shaw's.

Right after we finished,
Rip took us to this, uh...

this honky-tonk bar.

Well, the local boys did not appreciate us
as much as the local girls did.

So we had to bust some heads
and make a run for it.

And the cops... the cops, they stopped us,

and then Rip just steps up

and, and he takes the hit for, for me,
for the whole Team.

And they put him in the lock-up
for two days.

The Command were gonna take
his Trident away.

And he did that because the Team mean...

The Team meant everything... to him.

At the risk of everything else,

his promotions, his career...

his family.

He loved us.

This... this, uh...

Guess that's it.

Yeah, Big Boy. I got you.

Okay, um...

Yeah, I'm gonna go with this one. Huh?

Okay, right?

- So... Richard Taggart.
- Is that a small?

Richard Taggart was a hard-ass.

Rip put me through BUD/S.

He hand-picked each and every one
of us to fight with him.

So, uh...

I love you, man.

We love you...

and we will never forget you.

That's right.

We will never forgive

and we will bury the bastards
who did this to you.

You know, I had a different
relationship with Rip than...

most people got to experience, right?

We had our moments, you and I, man.

I wanna continue
this conversation one day.

I'm gonna miss you.

Be well, brother.

Be well.

All right?

- Hey.
- That was nice, Joe.

I'm, uh...

I'm glad you... glad you came.

Well...

he was going to be Sarah's godfather,
and he was my friend.

Come here. Come here.

- Joseph.
- What?

I need you to stop sleeping
outside of my sister's place.

I went to see a surgeon,

and I got an appointment
in a couple months,

and we'll able to have
another baby together...

- I need to figure things out.
- ...like you wanted.

- Like you wanted.
- For myself.

We need to spend some time apart.

- We're doing that.
- Well, maybe... maybe see other people.

What?

Okay, Lena, we, we have been together

- since we were 16 years old.
- I, I know, but that...

You don't come to
Rip's fucking wake...

- That is not...
- ...and say to me...

that you wanna see other people.

Things have to change. We have to change.

Hey, Hey. Hey.

Well, I will. I will change.

- I will change. Look at me.
- We'll see.

- We'll have to see.
- Yeah, okay. Okay.

- That's cool.
- I'm gonna go.

That's cool. Yeah.

It's lonely at the top, Joe.

It's real lonely at the top.

You got a long row to hoe, buddy boy.

I wish I could tell you that I'd be there
with you every step of the way,

but the truth is,
you gotta take this walk by yourself,

with no God to believe in,
a country that doesn't believe in you,

and a long-gone daddy
that you will never make proud.

What would you know
about being a father, huh?

You couldn't do it, could you?

You couldn't do any of it.

So, I want you...

to leave me alone.

I want you to go away now.

I'm only here
because you want me here, son.

Hey, Bear, you okay?

Yeah.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Your mom told me you love éclairs.

Did I make a mistake?

My family's dead to me.

Your father's cancer is back.

Stage III.

He lost his insurance last year,

so he can't afford the meds
that might save him.

Do your parents know that
your little brother died because of you?

What happened in Bosnia?

This wasn't me, Gina!

Did you screw us?
Are there more coming?

Are there more coming?

Get in the van!

Vince is hit!

Get in the van!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Get us out of here! Come on! Go! Go!

Gina...

We're moving back towards Bosnia.

Vince, hang on.
There's so much blood.

- Put pressure on.
- Any eyes on John?

Negative.

John burned us.
Where is that son of a bitch?

He ran northeast.

Can we get a team out there
to track down the asset?

Vince, I'm right here. Vincent.

Negative. It's too hot.
We'll have to come back tomorrow.

Oh, no!

No.

No.

Oh.

Vince was your lover.

John betrayed me.

The FSB put out a story
that he was murdered.

We think there's a possibility
the Russians helped him become The Prince.

That's quite a story.

- But it has nothing to do with me.
- Right.

You know that avatar.
Golden Boy. The Prince.

Where is he?

He ordered your death, Michael.

He told Muttaqi to give you to Boko Haram.

Where is he?

And my end of the deal?

We will make sure that you have
a very comfortable life in confinement.

Your father will get the best care,
and, depending on how cooperative you are,

I will make sure that you
get to see your family.

Put her on.

Michael? Are you there?

You think you could hear me?

Baby, please, talk to me.

Your father's dying. Come home.

He killed the one person I trusted.

He tried to kill you.

Help me find him.