You guys ready for this?
Names, birthdays, ranks in the Red Army.
Favorite foods? How did you get this?
Kolya, Yorgi's younger brother, happens to be an action sports fanatic.
So naturally, he's a fan.
But when you kill a bottle of vodka in three swigs, you'll talk.
- I got something else. - What?
Their personal bank account number. Where did I put that?
Stolen cars, nightclubs, prostitution, extortion.
What's the big deal? We got criminals like this in the U.S.
Your job isn't to ask questions.
Well, I did my job, thank you. I'm coming home.
Not just yet.
You're a victim of your own success. Get closer to these guys.
- They're cool, but not that cool. - Go deeper.
I'll send a guy with a care package to help you.
- I thought we had a deal. - You change cars, I change the deal.
Do this for me, you can come home.
If you send someone to save the world, make sure they like it the way it is.
I have a really firm chest. I bench, like, 225.
Like, bench. Weight room. Bye.
- That's him. - Wait. You're Triple X?
- You're the care package? - Agent Toby Lee Shavers.
Come on.
You have to rate high to get Gibbons to send this stuff.
I kind of wish I was going with you, mixed up in the fury of the situation.
Crazy. License to kill, death, destruction, mayhem.
Got a gun under your pillow. Never know when some freak villain will pop out.
- How long you been with the agency? - Two days.
You're shitting me. No way.
That sucks.
Yeah, it sucks, but it beats jail.
It sucks because I spent six years...
...in the basement of some windowless, NSA, gadget freak room, man.
And I got a degree. I got a degree from MIT.
Phi Beta Kappa, magna cum laude.
And they probably picked you up, what, pumping iron in San Quentin?
You ever get punched in the face for talking too much?
Show me the stuff.
This one made my career, the definition of perfection:
My multi-purpose, multi-function field revolver.
- Oh, I like this. - Then you'll love these.
These are all attachment darts. See the green ones?
Datura knockout darts.
Guy goes down for 12 hours, wakes up, doesn't know who he is...
...and his head's splitting like a cord of firewood.
I was shot twice by those.
And the red ones are tranquilizer and blood-splatter darts.
Looks like a kill shot without the aftereffects. Like death.
You've got exploding and surveillance darts...
...and your standard.44-caliber bullets, if you want to get nasty.
A little wet work. You know what I'm talking about, right?
Knocked over a few 7-Elevens, have we?
No, I had my leg in a cast for three months. All I did was play video games.
That's a really sad story.
Check this out, on to my baby.
Eagle Eyes. Nine enhanced-vision modes.
Every little boy's dream: The penetrator mode.
Check it out.
Oh, my God.
- She's checking you out, man. - I'll hang on to these.
Now, on to my latest achievement.
I just put the finishing touches on them last week.
What do you think?
- Bandages? - No, Mr. X, watch and learn.
There's enough primer to blow a hole in a vault...
...vaporize a human, or whatever agents like you might find a use for.
And check this out.
The detonator. How cool is that?
- You might want to back up for this. - It's a bandage.
Just get behind the wall.
You ready?
I've always wanted to say this.
Fire in the hole.
It's loaded.
So, what do you think? Beautiful.
You like the cars?
I love the cars, they're dope.
- You like the money? - I love money, but I do not have it.
You look like you're doing very well. All these employees, beautiful cars.
This is no time for being funny.
- You didn't think I wasn't good for it? - It never crossed my mind.
A cargo ship's waiting for you in Rijeka. Here's the address.
This place is dope.
This one's mine?
Car number 10.
Kolya found it hiding in Berlin. It was very difficult to find.
No! Please.
Allow me. You were kind enough to give me the money.
Now, please...
...drive.
No, allow me.
- You're all right, Yorgi. - Everything's all right with vodka.
You must come to party tonight. Big party at one of my clubs.
- Yeah? - Yes.
What's going on, my friend?
You tell me. You got a sniper up there or what?
He's not with us, he must be with you.
Bullshit! Tell your men to get down...
...or I'll give you another hole to breathe out of. Are we clear?
All right. It's not yours.
Let's go and get him together.
Son of a bitch. That same cop from the club.
Filthy cop.
Most people talk a lot. Few are up for the moment.
Welcome to Anarchy 99.
Why do you do that to yourself? That cigarette will kill you one day.
I like smoke better than air. If I could, I'd smoke in my sleep.
I would still do it after it kills me.
You were talking about Anarchy 99.
What is that, some motorcycle gang of yours?
It's what we've been living since 1999 when we left the army of Mother Russia.
Many of our comrades died in combat, and we said, "To hell with this shit."
They die for what? Politics?
Whose politics? Not ours!
So we decide from then on to do what we want, when we want.
It is in their honor we call ourselves Anarchy 99.
You know, there's an old punk song. It says:
- You got it! - "Anarchy Burger" by the Vandals.
I'm with you, but what are you going to do?
You got rules and government everywhere. Always was, always will be.
Maybe not always.
Make sure he doesn't get lonely.
Don't be shy.
You want to dance?
Hey. Hey!
Hey! I'm really a good dancer.
Make that two.
All right, it's going to be like that?
If you're mad at him, don't take it out on me.
I've been trying to figure out the deal between you two all night.
You his woman or what?
Yeah, I'm his woman. If you pay me as much, I'll be your woman too.
- Did you enjoy that? - Yeah.
Good, because it will never happen again.
The original owners just one day decide to move out.
- This is amazing, man. - Make yourself at home.
Let me get your coat.
What's up with your boy? He got a coat fetish?
Oh, no.
He's in love with her. Dirty fool.
Time for bed, X. It's getting early. Yelena!
Would you kindly show him his room?
- After you. - No, after you.
- No, I insist.
That's it.
Last chance to tuck me in.
Good morning.
The things I'm going to do for my country.
It's none of my business, but a power drill and some titanium bits...
...will get you a lot further than that camera.
You're not supposed to be in here.
I was on my way to the bathroom.
What's your excuse?
I don't need an excuse.
Oh, you're good.
But not that good.
I came in here to photograph Yorgi's safe.
I thought it might be worth a lot to somebody.
Come on. You're cold, intelligent and vicious.
It's your eyes that give you away.
They gave you away when I shot that cop.
What are you going to do now?
Now I'm going to take you to lunch.
Oh, and that cop I shot, isn't dead.
I have some information for you.
I can always use information. Who is this? How did you get this number?
Yes. Important information that you need about Xander Cage.
- So you don't like foreigners, do you? - No, you're a pig.
Is your boyfriend a pig too?
You should recognize one of your kind.
Now, tell me about the cop.
What if I told you I'm not who you think I am?
That I could get you out of the mess you're in?
Really? And what mess am I in?
The mess that makes you sneak around the castle when everyone's asleep.
The cop?
See this? It's called a blood-splatter dart.
The impact's real, but it's harmless. Red paint, mostly.
Why?
I'm a secret agent.
Are you sure you don't want to embarrass me?
- Come on. - What's so funny about that?
I mean, look at you.
I work for the NSA.
You're funny, you know that?
Yelena, it's Kirill.
Yorgi found out that Cage is an American agent.
Do you understand what I'm telling you? You are in danger, my love.
The building across the street. The statue.
Bring him outside. I will do the rest.
What was that, your boyfriend?
Let's say you are who you say you are.
- What can you do for me? - What do you want?
I want immunity from prosecution, asylum in the U.S. And citizenship.
How about a condo on South Beach and a rich boyfriend?
Those I can get for myself.
- What do you want? - I need to know more about Anarchy 99.
You want to know about Anarchy 99?
You've seen the girls, the clubs, the parties.
What you don't see is what goes on during the day.
There's been a lot of activity in the last year. People coming in and out.
- Russian scientists. - Well, what are they up to?
They go in the basement and I'm not allowed in.
Now's a good time for you to get invited.
Yorgi knows you're an agent. Kirill is waiting with his rifle.
- Where..? - Don't look!
There's a back door.
They'll know you warned me.
If you go out the front, he'll put a bullet in your eye.
- You still packing? - Always.
Get ready to use it.
- What's your plan? - He's still in love with you.
- He'll wait for a clear shot. - That's your plan? Thank you. Great.
Draw!
He's on the way.
Gibbons! My favorite kidnapper. Next time send a limo.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
You already broke me. No need to get cruel and unusual.
A ticket? Now, that's funny.
- Where am I going to go now? - Home.
Home?
Your cover's blown. You're not useful.
That's it? I'm done?
No tricks. We have enough intel to move forward.
- With what? - Sweeper team: Quick, clean, effective.
Don't worry about it. It'll all be over soon.
You mean a sweeper team to come in and kill everybody?
Not all of them are as bad as you think.
You had to shoot a cop. How "not as bad as I think" could they be?
Okay, look.
We've got a complication. There's a girl. Yelena.
There's always a girl.
She wants out and I sent her back in to get more intel for you.
There's no time to play favorites. The cards have been dealt.
What do you mean the cards have been dealt?
You don't even know her, man.
Oh, by the way, that bank number you gave us?
Your friends and Yelena have made some large cash transfers...
...to a group of Russian scientists known to specialize and traffic...
...in biological weapons.
- She had nothing to do with it. - Go home.
- She ain't..! - That's an order.
How's it going?
Life is shit!
Yeah, well what can you do?
Through this door, you are with us to the end.
- Are you sure that's what you want? - I'm sure.
This is Ahab. Think of it as solar-powered submarine.
It can circumnavigate the globe to reach its target.
It need only surface to gather sunshine and to do its business.
What is it? What's its business?
Dropping off presents to all the good little boys and girls.
My team will be finished tomorrow.
How about you?
We're finished now.
Nikolai!
Bring the rockets.
The detonator is for you.
Yorgi! The binary agents are mixing...
...it will kill us all!
Looks like little white mouse.
Bye-bye, little mouse.
My God.
They did their job and now they were liability.
We don't need anyone talking about our business.
The gas gets sucked through the extractor fans, passed into water...
...and broken down to become, once again, completely harmless.
So quiet.
I know now why they call it Silent Night.
Let's get some food.
Find out what's going on!
What the hell was that?
That works.
Fire in the hole.
Sova. What are you doing here, man?
First you set me up in the bar. Then you shoot me in the back.
My boss does it to me. I did it to you. It's a vicious circle.
- You think it's funny? - No.
You didn't take it personally, did you?
I did what I had to do to get in. We're on the same side.
I'm sorry. I switched sides.
You pushed me too far. My government doesn't pay as well as Yorgi.
My government pays twice as much...
Think you could just walk into the spy business...
...and have all the angles figured out? - What are you going to do, shoot me?
Where? In the head, to be quick?
Or in the chest for an open casket, so I can see your heart?
Can I think about it?
What are you doing?!
I heard you talking. I could tell where you were in the room.
What are you doing with the Ivans?
What's going on?
There's something I didn't have the time to tell you.
I'm an agent as well.
I'm an agent for FSB, Russian Intelligence.
You know, like your CIA.
- I've been undercover for two years. - Two years?
What was your plan, let them die of old age?
There was no plan.
A year ago, Intelligence gets reorganized, I stop getting orders.
They forget about me. And I did what I must to survive. You understand?
What do I understand? I've been an agent for a week.
But my boss needs to know what we know now.
- Okay? - Okay.
The submarine's purpose is to deploy a nerve agent called Silent Night.
It's been missing since the Soviet Union's collapse in '91.
It can kill millions.
We knew they were up to something. You found out.
- That's excellent work, Triple X. - There was never a sweeper team.
If I said don't jump off the Empire State Building...
- You're right. I'd definitely do it. - I inspired you.
I'm an authority figure, that's what I'm supposed to do.
Look, my men are on this now.
- It's time for you to come home. - What about Yelena?
I'm not authorized to give her asylum.
But I promise it'll be done by the time you get here.
Come home, Xander. That's an order.
How soon can Yorgi launch this thing?
You were told to go home! Your people are handling...
How soon, Yelena?
Soon. But it's not our problem anymore!
If they get ahead of schedule, it's everyone's.
He's got an army, a fortress. You don't stand a chance!
I've risked my life for stupid reasons. This is the first one that makes sense.
This is not one of your stunts. You'll die in this, you know that.
If you don't go back in there...
...he'll know something's wrong.
You can't ask me to go back there. You can't.
You want to know something ironic? I volunteered for this assignment.
I wanted to make a difference.
I fought for it.
Then finish it.
Remember what I told you, after you kissed me?
- Never again? - I lied.
But when you break it down, I'm a simple man.
I'd be happy with a beautiful Czech girl...
Hey, geek! Got new orders from Gibbons. Get in.
- I want all that in here. - Done.
The castle's covered with surveillance cameras.
That's why we cannot get close enough.
Hang on. That's why I need to knock out the communications tower...
...at the base of the mountain.
Is there anyone here who knows how to fly a plane?
I can.
Too much turbulence around these mountains!