Strike Back (2010–2018): Season 3, Episode 3 - Vengeance, Part 3 - full transcript

They've identified
Craig Hanson

as the man who
murdered your wife.

How do you feel
about that?

When I heard, I
wanted to kill him.

And now?

He's sick.

He'll be caught.

Anger and rage
are legitimate sentiments

at this stage,
Sergeant.

For example,
it wouldn't be unusual

if right now
you wanted revenge.



The system will
take care of Hanson.

You trust the system?

I'm a soldier.

Michael Stonebridge
has requested reassignment

to this unit.

And you approved
that?

Subject to a psych
evaluation, yes.

This isn't a
rehabilitation ward.

You put him back
in the field now,

you put him and anyone
operating with him

at risk.

So I have to ask,
why would you do that?

We need the best.

If he passes the evaluation,
that's good enough for me.



Hanson was
a soldier, too,

Real soldiers
don't do bad things.

We follow orders.

So the killing
isn't personal...

You bring
Stonebridge back,

he owes you.

And your point is?

Isn't that how you
intelligence types operate?

He owes you,
you own him.

You are aware that if you
admitted a desire for revenge,

you would fail
this evaluation?

I am.

You might not like it,
Major Sinclair,

but as things stand,
I command this unit,

so let's be clear, shall we?
I own you all.

Scott, if Stonebridge
does come back,

you'll be out
in the field with him.

It's your call.

♪

Sergeant
Stonebridge, why do you want

to return to Section 20?

I lost my wife.

I have to deal
with that,

but I want to put
Hanson

and everything else
behind me...

And do what I do best...

soldiering.

♪

♪ I couldn't see where
you were comin' from ♪

♪ but I know just what
you're running from ♪

♪ and what matters ain't
who's baddest but the ♪

♪ ones who stop you falling
from your ladder ♪

♪ when you feel like
you're feeling now ♪

♪ and doing 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 ♪

♪ this ♪

♪ 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 ♪

Axmali,
Al-Shabaab cleric.

New intel confirms
that Axmali has

the triggers
that we missed

and has made clear
his intentions

to sell them
to fellow believers.

Now
he's been located

at this compound
here in Niger.

Yesterday,
this man shows up.

The only other non-local
there, apart from Axmali.

They've been holed up in the
compound together for hours.

Negotiating
for the triggers?

Given what's at stake,
we have to assume so.

We hit now or lose the triggers
to someone who might deploy them.

Mike, I'm not even
gonna pretend

to know what you're
going through, but...

If you ever want to
talk, I'm here.

Thanks.

And of course, if you ever want to
go out and just get fucked up...

I'm your guy.

As long as you're
paying.

Yeah, I'll
bear that in mind.

Scott...

I'm ok.

♪

Zero, this is Bravo One
at target.

Go.

Bravo Two.

♪

Zero, we're in.

I thought
I should verify.

Americans have two
F-16s airborne

and inbound
for the compound.

Why? Tell them
we already have a team...

They know, but it's too late.
Strike imminent.

I have them.
ETA less than 60 seconds.

Aah!

Where are the triggers?

In Allah's hands.

Bravo, exfil now,

whatever your
mission status.

Move out.

We have incoming F-16s,
and they are weapons hot.

Roger that.

Let's move.
Let's get out of here.

Come on. Come on.

Bravo, you have
less than 30 seconds.

Knew that.
Faster.

We're moving!
Come on!

- Come on!
- On it.

Disregard.
They're overhead.

Down, down, down!

Aah!

Get down!
Aah!

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Ugh!

Bravo,
are you all right?

Yes,
but Axmali is dead.

And the package?

That's negative.

Shit. Bravo team, check in
and move out. 1.

2.

- 3.
- 4.

Bravo, I have
a possible on the buyer,

moving to south side
exit.

Copy that.

Bravo One,
we've lost your visual.

Shit.

Baxter,
we've got this.

Fall back to the jeep
and take that intel.

You heard him.
Move!

Two, left. Two, left.

One, right.

Aah!

Aah! Ugh!

Zero, we got a group of
locals, and they're pissed.

Friendly. Friendly.
Friendly.

Break the fuck up!
Friendly.

It's all right.

What the fuck?

Get your weapons down!

Who are they?

Bravo Two, be advised
Bravo One is in trouble.

You guys getting
this? Fuck!

Get Baxter and
the rest of our men...

No. Bravo, I do not
want a firefight.

Bravo Two, is that
clear?

Let him go!

Mike. Mike, don't now!

Let him go!

Bravo, I repeat,
I do not want a firefight.

Fuck.

Bravo Two,
is that clear?

Roger. Roger!

This was our
exclusive source.

The American's couldn't possibly have
known about Axmali or the triggers.

It has nothing
to do with our mission.

A CIA flight was
shot down over Mali

6 hours ago.

NSA tracked the call that ordered
the attack to the compound.

Bombing the compound
was simply a reprisal

for the loss
of their plane.

This plane that was
carrying those Satan CIA

was shot down
by my order.

I could do this because
God directs me.

I am his instrument.

That's El Soldat.

He used to be Algerian
special forces, didn't he?

Mm-hmm.

Things are complicated
in The Magreb.

What the fuck happened to
"no man left behind," huh?

I want every piece of intel
from that compound analyzed.

And what
about Scott?

I know exactly
where he'll be.

Fuck me.

Christy Bryant.

You left Manila
without saying good-bye.

Yeah.

3 years later,
I get a call from Mogadishu.

Yeah. That unsafe
safe house.

I got thank you
for that one.

So who's your new
best friend?

Niger SF.
We train them.

What were you doing in
that compound, Damien?

I was looking
for a vacation home.

Why were you bombing it?

They initiated an attack
that killed 5 CIA agents.

I was with 20,
but you know that.

I should see that they're
fully briefed on you.

They know.

Everything?

Didn't think so.

What is it
you really want?

Just to...

reconnect.

No way.

I'm not that guy.

Not anymore.

What's your game, Damien?

Run off to play
soldier

with the Brits,

somehow redeem
yourself?

Like you care.

You think...

because they say
"pardon me"

before they cut
a guy's throat,

they're any
different than us?

Faster.

Shit.

Fuck.

I knew I should never have
made that call from Mogadishu.

Don't beat yourself up.

There are certain things
you can't leave behind,

no matter how hard
you try.

Yes?

Bryant, CIA.

I have something
of yours.

You should be more
careful.

You're still on probation.

Yeah.

You think the police
are gonna find him?

I think they worked out
it was him.

He knew the ballistics
would tie him to that gun.

Mike, well, he's the subject
of an international manhunt.

He's one of us.

They'll never
find him.

Wouldn't you like to
be able to go home one day?

Fuck you.

I could put in
a good word.

Thanks.

You remember home,
don't you?

"Star-spangled
banner"?

Bald eagles?

Sad songs sung
by rednecks

in big-ass hats?

Shut up.

You know I love
country music.

Don't be a stranger.

Yeah.

Next time be more careful
where you leave your people.

There won't be
a next time.

You fucking left me
hanging out to dry?

The CIA usually send in
an SF team

to assess effectiveness.

I knew you'd be
in safe hands.

I couldn't risk
a firefight

or them taking
our intel.

Did you tell her
why we were in there?

Good.

You know, she wants me
to question your loyalty.

I'm all yours,
ma'am,

whenever you're
ready.

Wash off the cheap
perfume.

Sir, I've tracked
usage of a damaged SIM card

from the compound...
two calls.

Where to?

Tracing them now.

Ok.
Punch it through.

Ok. The first call was
made to The Kepi Blanc,

a hotel downtown.

Owned by Babarka Ba.

Anyone who wants to get
out of Niger quietly,

they go to BB.

He provides guides along
the desert smuggling routes.

♪

Babe.

Easy, tiger.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.

This way.

We're looking
for Babarka Ba.

He's busy.

But if you'd
like to...

Back here?
The manager's office?

Yeah.

BB is
auditioning.

That's ok, honey.
We're good friends here.

Ok, ready?

Quiet. Quiet.

Whoa.

Give me that.
Give me that.

You're arranging
travel for a man

crossing the border
into Algeria.

He's in a rush.
He's traveling light.

He will kill me.

So will we.

Speak.

His name is Othmani.

Anything else?

He's waiting
for a guide.

Ok...

Through the bar...

Mm-hmm...

Upstairs.
Room 4.

Good.

Thank you.

Come here, bud.

Give me your hand
through there.

Anything else
you want to tell us?

Come with me,
Johnny Holmes.

Get over there,
bud.

You go behind him.

There you go.

Yeah.
Nice and cozy?

Shush.

Zero,
target is still here.

His name is Othmani.

Richmond, come with me.
Mike, you're on the street.

I'm good for this.
I'm fine.

Fine. You go.
I'm on the street.

Let's go.

All right.

♪

Ma'am...

Othmani, courier
for Aqim in Algeria.

Low level,
no image.

Who does he work for
specifically?

El Soldat.

Something doesn't scan.

Why not?

Axmali wanted to pass the
triggers on to a believer.

El Soldat runs
Aqim in Algeria.

They could never put
together a nuclear weapon.

No, but they could
afford the expertise.

El Soldat hasn't left

the Hoggar Mountains

for two years,

and his people have been
active outside that area

for just as long.

Now all of a sudden
he's blowing up CIA flights

and chasing nuclear
triggers.

Why?

Hmm.

We need to find out exactly
who was on that flight.

Keep it low-key.

Ma'am.

♪

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

♪

Bravo One,

I got a possible
on the second floor.

Going up now.

♪

Psst!

Come on.

Ready?

Fuck. Move!

Aah! Aah!

Guys, what the
fuck was that?

You ok?

Yeah. Fuck.
Yeah, I'm fine.

Aah.

Let's find
this bastard.

Coming out.

Yup.

Move.
Split up.

♪

Shit.

Aah!

Motherfucker.

Fuck.

Target's headed for the roof.
I'm in pursuit.

Visual ID?

Male, 30 to 40,
small build,

short, dark hair,
topless.

♪

Bravo One,
does he have the triggers?

That's a possible.

Back stairs covered.

♪

Shit!
Back! Mike!

Motherfucker!

Fuck.

Go, go, go.

I got...
I got him.

Uh!

Target's leaving
the building!

♪

Move. Move!

Fuck.

Shit.

You got anything?
You got anything?

Nothing.
I've got nothing.

You missed
the tripwire.

By the time I saw it...

I'd already tripped it.

It could happen
to anyone.

I pulled what CCTV footage
I could find of the buses

near The Kepi Blanc.

Trying to track them now.

Border authorities
have been alerted.

This guy won't risk
a legit border crossing.

I want eyes
on the smuggling routes.

♪

He's too good for a low-level
courier, isn't he?

Get me his face.

Richmond...

You didn't have
to do that.

Didn't I?

Watch the leaf
canopy.

You don't want the berry
clusters to get too large,

or they'll never
ripen.

♪

Nice.

You don't approve
of wealth, Mr. Matlock.

El Soldat...
you know him?

He can get us
the triggers.

The terrorist?

I thought you dealt
with anyone.

I'm speaking
to a go-between.

He's setting up a meeting
with his people,

but it might not
be that easy.

El Soldat is an elusive
individual.

I pay for results,
and so far

there haven't been any,
have there?

We've got a call.

Othmani making contact
with El Soldat's people,

unguarded and in
plain language.

Made as he was
captured by Tuaregs.

He was heading
for the border,

but now he's
their prisoner.

Do you have a position?

Only one significant Tuareg
camp within 50 Miles.

I want Scott and Stonebridge
air-dropped in.

♪

Dalton
wouldn't have me back in

if she didn't think
I was ready.

Dalton doesn't give a
shit about any one of us.

The only thing she cares about
are those fucking triggers.

Right now, she's better
off with you in the game,

not on the bench.

Trust me. I know
the type, Michael.

You're like a guy
with an injury.

They think you're scared
of being cut from the team

so you're prepared to do
absolutely anything.

You done with the sports
analogies now?

Yeah.

I'm done.

Did you like
that, though?

Yeah. It was good.

I liked it.

It's encouraging.

Just for the record, you're
here because I vouched for you.

You still
think this is a good idea?

You got a better
one?

Huh.

They must have
searched Othmani by now.

Ah, so what
if they did?

Up until
3 weeks ago,

I didn't know what a nuclear
trigger looked like.

Well, here we go.

Hands up?

Yeah, I think so.

Hey.

He's gonna gut
you like a fucking pig.

Yeah,
all right, all right.

I'll do
the talking.

Ok.

Hey.

You have someone
that we want.

How much is he
worth to you?

He's a terrorist.
Your own government...

He's no friend of my people.

You wrestle?

Then maybe
we can talk.

Sorry?

I think she said, "do you wrestle?"
And yes, he does.

Better than anyone
that you got.

♪

I got something
for you.

A prototype.

Customized Volker.

He actually exists?

Quite well, if his prices
are anything to go by.

We must be going somewhere.

Yeah.

Up north. Algeria.

The Hoggar
Mountains.

Knox is paying you
too much.

Enough to quit when
all this is done.

And then what?

A bar in Florida?

Ha. One of those
Hemingway beards?

I was thinking more
clean-shaven in Switzerland.

Chocolate and snow?

I've had enough of
blood and sunshine.

Get him, Michael!

Get him, Michael.

There is a game
our children play...

one must guess the
other's thoughts.

Ha.

You first.

What am I thinking?

Easy.

Why is it that
a woman leads here?

Matrilineal society.

Berber, not Arab.

The men wear the veils,
not the women.

I read "Lonely Planet"
once.

Then what
are you thinking?

"Is she married?"

My husband was killed
by Niger military

in the rebellion.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I'm not. Your turn.

You're thinking...

"Why do they want this
Othmani guy so bad?"

Wrong.
"How much will they pay?"

Word has been
sent to El Soldat.

Tomorrow,

we meet
his people,

see who offers
most.

You or them.

An auction?

I like your style.

Ugh!

Get up, Michael!

Your
friend...he's angry,

thinking of killing
my man,

even though
this is only sport.

Yeah.

Someone murdered
his wife.

♪

You almost
got him!

♪

It's gone too long.

Michael!

Whoa.

Stop, stop, stop.

Come on. Let him go.
Let him go.

You're tapped out.

Fuck, buddy.
You're tapped.

Come on.

Come on!

Let him go, Mike.

You're tapped out.

What the fuck,
buddy?

Shit.

♪

Sorry about that.

He is in pain.

Yeah.

Don't waste your time
looking.

The Arab is being
held in the desert.

My men will
bring him in tomorrow.

Ok.

Speaking of
local geography...

My tent
is also guarded.

All right.

♪

Come on,
Hulk Hogan.

We're on.

♪

Only my men
will be armed.

9 millimeter.

Better off with a knife
in a close fight.

It's the craftsman,
not the tool, baby.

45.

Real American
stopping power.

When you two
are ready...

Yeah.

♪

Since when do guys like
that play by the rules?

Yeah.
I'm hearing you.

Stay sharp, huh?

Mm-hmm.

So... begin.

The British government will
not negotiate for hostages.

That's the disclaimer.

But we will give you 10,000
sterling for Othmani.

It's a finders fee.

Surely El Soldat
will pay more.

This is what
El Soldat will pay.

Uh, dude, the idea
is to go up, not down.

Phone!

Aah!

Fuck.

Shit.

♪

Get up.

Get up!

Get back there.

Clear!

Don't move.

Dog.

Dog.

Your people have
spilled our blood.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Look at me.
Look at me.

You still want
your 10,000?

Who's the dog now?

Do as your master says
for fucking money.

Fuck.

Nothing.

What are you looking for?

Nothing.

Zero, we have Othmani
but no package.

I repeat, there's
no package.

El Soldat says "no
money, no triggers."

What does
your buyer say?

Can I give him a call?

Nice coffee.

Now you're gonna tell me
how to find El Soldat.

Either Othmani
never had the triggers...

Or he knew we'd be looking for him
to cross the border illegally.

Pull up the CCTV footage
from outside The Kepi Blanc.

Yes, ma'am.

Got it.

There. The bus behind.

He must have got on it when the
other bus passed in front.

Left the triggers there,
contacted El Soldat,

arranged for his men
to meet the bus,

and then used himself
as a decoy.

Yeah.
The unguarded call was to make sure

that we were following him
and not the triggers.

The bus...where
is it headed now?

Right through
the Hoggar region.

El Soldat's own
personal fiefdom.

It's scheduled
to over night.

Arrives in Ilizi
this evening.

It should be somewhere
between here and here.

It's already
crossed into Algeria.

Shit.

You know what the Algerians
are like about anybody

operating inside
their borders.

They fired on an unauthorized
French SF chopper last month.

Bravo, you have wheels?

Uh, yeah, I think
we can arrange that.

The package is
on a bus headed to Ilizi.

Hustle and you can
catch it.

What are our friends in
Algeria gonna think of that?

Get in there quick enough, they won't
be able to do anything about it.

And, Scott...

Send me a picture
of Othmani.

Copy that.

Another 5,000?

10, to rent her.

All right.

Only I drive
the truck.

Juba and the camel
will come with me.

It could get rough,
you know.

I feel alive again,
like in the rebellion.

Hmm.

You're a little
crazy, aren't you?

Even for a Tuareg.

I think you like
crazy.

Yeah.

Just a little.

I have the bus.

Scott's visual ID
of Othmani just came in.

Send it over
to my screen.

No.

Put it up.

You know him?

♪

You don't like
music?

Ha.

He's British.

He's having a bad day.

Bravo, be advised.

The man that you know
as Othmani

is El Soldat's brother.

Son of a bitch.

He's El Soldat's
brother.

Don't you get any ideas.

Keep your eyes
on the road.

We bought him.
We own him.

Up ahead.

♪

Faster, faster, faster!

♪

Close in.
Come on. Come on.

♪

Oy. Look sharp.

Just get up
alongside him, all right?

I'm gonna pull him over.

♪

Pull over!

Stop the fucking bus!

Stop!

Hands.

Where are
the triggers?

Fuck you.

Go on.

What are you doing?
Who do you think you are?

You got on the bus
in Niamey, yes?

Anyone, where was he sitting?

It's important.

He had a bag.

Huh?

Bravo, you have company.

El Soldat's men.

They're there
for the triggers.

Michael, get behind the truck.
Get behind the truck.

Michael, get down!

Get down! Get down!

I'm going
for the vehicle.

You find
those triggers!

Fuck.

Trigger. Trigger!

Ah!

Uh!

Aah!

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

What the fuck happened?
Huh?

He jumped me.

The wounded, unarmed
prisoner jumped you?

Aah!

What, you decided to take out
the only guy that knows where

the triggers are,
Michael?

What the fuck?

Fuck me. Hey, you.
Come here.

I'm a student.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Animal doctor.

He's
a priority patient.

No, I can't.

I don't give a shit.
You pretend he's a dog, okay?

Just fix him,
please.

Bravo,

two more trucks heading your
way...more Aqim fighters.

Shit. Copy that.

They'll never make
it to the border.

Get the Algerians.

Tell them it's
an accidental intrusion.

They let us get our men out
or they do it for us.

All right, we got to move
or everyone's gonna die.

- Hey.
- What?

What about the triggers?

Fuck it.
We're out of time.

We got to go, or these
people are gonna die.

Hey, hey, hey.

You guys just stay
here, all right?

You understand? You, come here.
You're coming with us.

Come on.
Come on.

I can't.
I have to get home.

I don't give a shit.
We'll drop you there later. Come on.

We'll take good care
of you, all right?

And you,
get the fuck up.

♪

The guys
from Mogadishu...

They must be
after the triggers.

Get them in.
Get them in.

Come on.

They're called
Section 20.

Tactical Operations Unit.

Hey.
Got him?

Bravo, get back
to the border.

Keep Othmani alive.

Right now he's the only
card you hold.

Yeah, ok.

Ah, I don't think

we need to worry
about 20.

That's El Soldat.

Fire!