Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - Strongman - full transcript

Miguel, where are you?
I'm worried. Call me.

Shit. Let's go. Yo.

Get up. Come on.

You okay? You're all right.

You all right? Okay?

We are currently
at a historic pace

to break voter turnout records.

This speaks to the vibrancy
of the Venezuelan democracy.

And what about the accusations
of intimidation

by President Reyes?

I take issue with your question.



It's actually the opposite.

Despite the U.S.
and CIA's intrusion

into Venezuela's
democratic process...

our election is fair and free,

with overwhelming support
for the President.

So you predict
he's going to win?

By a landslide.

But if the polls
haven't closed yet,

how can they be so sure?

They can't.

Reyes wants people
to stay home...

to think their vote
doesn't matter.

Where are you going?

To do the only thing I can.
I'm going to vote.



But how?

Can I come?

I'd like that very much.

Any news on your man?

Guards said they took him
to the palace.

All right, then.

You paid us to liberate
the camp; camp's liberated.

This is where we part ways.

Wait a minute.
I can get you more money.

Got plenty.
Besides, what good is it

if you're too dead to spend it?

Good luck to you, pal.

Courtesy of Lisa Calabrese.

Let's get out of this noise.

You gotta love countries that
still put shit down on paper.

I got everything.

Vogler Industries is owned
by two shell companies:

Northlake Allied,
and Cinco Palmas.

Guess who filed the paperwork
for the LLC for Cinco Palmas.

Monica Herrera.

Look who's the signatory.

Wait, so who's Northlake Allied?

Some law firm in Philadelphia
filed the paperwork.

Philadelphia.
On Thorne's computer,

there was a number
from Philadelphia

that called him at least
half a dozen times

the day before Moreno
was murdered.

- So what?
- Max said there was someone else.

Jack, we got him.

Cinco Palmas is Reyes.

We're done. Pack it up,
we're out of here, man.

Wait.

You mean after we get Greer.

When the election's over,

Lisa will negotiate
Greer's release.

Mike...

I'm not leaving without him.

We are getting these
refugees out of here.

This is State Department's
purview now.

Pack this shit up.
Bird leaves in ten.

You did this to him?

Answer me.

He knows where the missing
Americans went.

Do you have any idea
how valuable he is?

Get him some food,
and call Dr. Guerrero.

Go, now.

Take off his cuffs.

Mr. Greer, I'm very sorry
the way you were treated.

It is unfortunate.

Unnecessary.

Why am I here?

You are an American spy.

So you will be very helpful.

Enjoy your meal,

Mr. Greer.

Hello?

It's me.

Jack.

How are you?

I'm okay.

How are you?

I'm good.

That's good.

Um, listen,

I need you
to do something for me.

Name it.

I need Thorne's phone.

MI5 has it.

So how long will it take?

Give me two days.

Thank you.

Bye, Jack.

What's this?

Floor plans to the palace.

My guess is
they got Greer on level one.

Look at this shit, man.
I'm in.

You already ruined my career,
so what the fuck?

Radio the Peralta!

Tell 'em we're taking a detour!

Presidential palace!

We're going to get Greer!

Gear up!

Wow, look at all the people.

I'm sure they're here
to vote for you.

- Stay with me.
- Mm-hmm.

Mr. President...

you need to see something.

Footage of a secret
prison camp in Venezuela

has been released.

Sources within
the U.S. State Department

have verified its accuracy.

We have breaking news
to report out of Venezuela.

Shut down the polls!

Mom, what's happening?

Carlos, come here.

The polls are now closed!

What?

They can't do that.

There's still time left.

It was just announced.

The early votes
have been calculated...

and President Reyes's lead
is insurmountable!

No more voting is necessary!

The precinct is closed!

Look.

Mama...

Hey!

We do not want to be in there

when they breach the gates!

We get in there, we get Greer,
and we get the fuck out.

You got it?

Hey!

Get up!

Get Bastos.

Go!

- Clear.
- Clear.

On me.

Hands up.

Both of you.

Gun.

Slow.

Move.

Slow.

Get inside.

Get up!

Jack... as much as you want
to take Reyes out,

we don't have the authority.
Do you understand?

Mike!

- Man down!
- Cover him!

- Go!
- It's a clean

exit wound in and out.

Get him to the roof.

- Shit.
- Move!

Oh. You are fucked in the head.
You know that?

Yeah, it's good to see you, too.

You should've left me behind.

Don't worry.
There's still time for that.

Get down!

That's for Matice.

Can we go now?

What we know right now

at this time is
it appears to be a group...

Deep in the jungle.

Wait.

Where's Ryan?

Ryan!

- Son of a bitch.
- You're surprised?

- I'll go back for him.
- I got it.

I know where he went.

You get to the roof.

You hear that?

That's what your country
thinks of you now.

You're finished.

Go fuck yourself.

Go ahead.

Assassinate the leader
of a sovereign nation,

and you'll see
what happens to you.

Shut up.

Shut up.

Jack?

Let him go.

No fucking way.

I told you
we don't have the authority.

It is that fucking simple.

Let him go.

- I told you.
- I said shut the fuck up.

Jack...

Then we take him with us.

- We're not.
- He has to stand trial.

And he will. Okay?

Just not by us.

He's got to pay for what he did!

Just let him go, man.

At least you have
one smart friend left.

Fuck you!

Let's go.

This wasn't the best vacation.

Come on, dude.

You're milking this
for all it's worth!

That was the National
Electoral Council.

Uh-huh?

They just announced...

the results were fixed.

Reyes didn't win.

When the polls were suspended,
you had over 70% of the vote.

So what does this mean?

Another election?

They didn't say, but...

but Reyes didn't win.

Mom, come on.

Come on, get up! Mom!

Bonalde! Bonalde!

Bonalde! Bonalde! Bonalde...

Madame President!

Gracias!

Viva Venezuela!

You're not hungry?

I had enough chow
on boats like this

to last a lifetime.

Really? I kind of missed it.

So what happens now?

I'm gonna drink my coffee,
take a hot shower, and sleep.

I think you know
that's not what I meant.

I used to sit across the table
from an asset,

and I swear to God...

I could hear
their heart beat.

I knew when
they were gonna sweat

five minutes before they did.

That's how it has to be
in the field, you know?

That's what it takes
to be great.

So, you'll have your procedure.
You could be great again.

No.

I can't.

Not anymore.

It's been a hell of a run,
but it's over.

Time to move on.

Move on?

To what?

When you turned me down
for Moscow...

- Oh, boy.
- you know, I was surprised.

This again.

Post of a lifetime,
only the best can do it.

You would've fit right in.

But you took an office job.

The work we were doing
was important.

Fair enough,

but it's also a job that any
other person can do, has done,

for every other U.S. senator.

- It wasn't singular.
- Wow.

Then I realized why you did it.

Really? Can't wait to hear this.

When you work behind a desk,

your friends don't get killed.

They don't get captured.

They don't go down
in helicopters.

But it's the work,

it's the real work
that still needs to get done.

And if I can't do it,

someone else has to.

It's time.

Sergio,

can I borrow you for a minute?

I'm gonna get
so much shit for this.

Probably get reassigned
to Djibouti.

You'll like Djibouti.
It's known for its beaches.

At least I won't have to deal
with you two assholes anymore.

See you below deck.

We need to add language
that caps

the appropriation
and include the data set

we got from the CBO.

And will you talk to Maggie
about her amendments?

Senator.

Jack? I thought our debrief
was in the morning?

Yeah, I got in early. I was
wondering if we could talk.

Yeah, sure.
Can you wait for me here?

Take a walk?

Sounds like you had quite
an adventure down there.

Yeah, I guess you
could say that.

You all right?

I'll be fine.

I was afraid
we were gonna lose you.

Yeah, well,
we took some big swings.

Yeah, you hit some big targets.

Hey, you know
what I'd really like?

If you could arrange a personal
introduction to Gloria Bonalde.

I'd really like to be able
to reach out to her directly

during this transition.

Well, I'm sure something
will be arranged, sir.

What's on your mind, son?

Well, sir, I think
I missed something.

I'm gonna need your help.

Well, why don't you
walk me through it?

I think I mentioned
Cinco Palmas?

The shell company, yeah.

You mentioned something about it
on the phone.

Well, that's how we got Reyes.

Cinco Palmas was using Vogler,
the mining company, as a front,

to bring in the
drilling equipment,

to hire the local manpower.

Basically, anything they didn't
want to be directly tied to.

Reyes owned Cinco Palmas?

Well, that's the problem.

He only owned half.

The other half

was owned by this company out of
Philadelphia, Northlake Allied,

but they were too well-hidden,
too well-papered.

They had some
good lawyers because

I couldn't find anything.

The only thing I could find

was a Philadelphia phone number

from Rupert Thorne's cell phone.

That was your one
big mistake, Senator.

When I called to arrange
travel to London,

you shouldn't have
called Thorne.

Let me explain something
to you, Jack.

You're a smart guy.

China controls 90-plus percent
of the world's tantalum.

So when we found that deposit
in Venezuela,

I did what was right
for the country.

What are the consequences
of-of China

controlling all of something

that we need to produce
any tech product going forward?

Is that how you're
gonna justify murder?

Let me be crystal clear here,
I didn't kill anyone.

You might as well have...

because you paid for it.

You arranged for it.

Jimmy was my friend, too.

So I'm going to ignore
your emotions here.

You need to look
at the bigger picture.

Reyes was a valuable fucking
asset, but he's dead.

Now you have relationships
down there.

You can help us move forward.

And if you do, I can help you.

You want to run for Congress?

The man who killed Suleiman?

The man who helped
save democracy in Venezuela?

I make that public
and it's done.

Think, Jack.

There's a lot at stake here.

What are you doing?

Respectfully declining.

Jack. Jack.

Senator Chapin,

I'm Agent Wolff with the
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

We'd like to ask you
some questions, sir.

We have a warrant.