McCann lives here.
He'll be here for the interview, Tuesday at ten.
He'll take this map road.
The Boston Brakes! Perfect!
They weren't perfect in Boston.
I wasn't at the controls!
- Got ten days. - Ten days?
Quicker we get this done, the better.
I'm going to need to bring in some help.
- Okay. - Okay? Just like that?
McCann's being watched.
How you going to get a confession out of him?
We aren't. We'll fake it.
Bit of bad lighting and camera work.
You can be him. What we'll do is play
what he admitted to in the reports.
Who are you?
I'm the one they let fly around
in an unmarked chopper with a gun in my pocket.
- You can call me Mfwic. - Mfwic?
Mother Fucker What's In Charge.
We have questions.
About this little illegal club of yours.
The Feather Men.
Your attack dog, time to bring him to heel, eh?
And then we'll put that on the agenda.
Gentlemen.
We'll be with you in a minute.
I want to put Locals on Major McCann
around the clock.
I realise McCann is an old friend of yours.
But what has he to do with us?
But this is our chance to get the bastards
who killed Cregg and Harris!
The authorities found
no evidence of foul play in either case.
What are you talking about, 'no evidence'?
I've got the evidence righ there!
Everybody in this room knows that those men were killed.
Everybody knows that McCann is going to be next!
That's enough. Spike.
We have to do something!
Well, we could put it to the vote.
Yes, but that would require the full committee,
and... it'll have to wait.
- Spike! - That was a set up!
He sent him away! He knew there'd be a vote!
Spike, please! Look, listen.
This is getting big.
The powers that be are asking questions.
Pressure is being applied.
They have their reputations to protect.
I'm not doing this to protect reputations.
You know, a 'light touch' is one thing.
But no touch at all? I can't do this.
You realise this thing is set up for maximum deniability.
You're the only one who knows the Locals.
All their orders come through you.
- So? - So? This comes out,
You're the one who takes the fall.
Fall? From where?
I am done with this whole committee thing.
I'm going to find him.
He's a good kid, don't worry.
I'm schtupping his mum.
Does he know he can't bring his mum on the job?
Tell your mates in Oman I said hello.
Danny, is this hat it was like when you were first starting?
This is your firstjob? Jesus.
My first time I puked for a day afterwards.
I was young and dumb. Just the way the army likes 'em.
I can be good at this man.
I mean, it's easy, yeah?
Killing's easy.
Living with it's the hard part.
If I see him, I'll give you a bell.
Don't be shy about spreading the word.
There's a very tidy finder's fee.
I'll keep my eyes peeled.
One more and we'll call it a night.
We're on.
He's late.
Just keep me at 75 feet
and give me a clearline of sight.
Yeah, okay.
Where'd you buy your licence!
On his tail. Doing sixty.
You'll have a visual on Danny in one minute.
- Stay with him, Jake. - I got him, I got him.
- We have target insight. - I'm going to miss it.
Come on, get in! Get in behind him!
- Just do it, get in! - There's not enough room!
- Push him! - I can't get in there!
Okay then, overtake him! Go! Pass him!
What the hell you doing Meier?
I need a range countdown.
Meier, don't screw this up.
I'll operate looking backwards.
Relax, Meier.
Davies will give you the countdown.
Four hundred meters.
Okay, range me.
Three hundred meters.
Outside lane Meier.
Two hundred meters.
Here he comes.
One hundred meters.
- Now! Now, now, now!! - Shut up!
Fishtail! Fishtail!
You fucking got him. You got him man!
Oh fuck, he's dead. He's dead as Elvis.
You got him, man!
Stop the car!
We gotta be sure Elvis has left the building!
Target had a minder!
Head to the exit point!
Bring him to me!
He had a fucking minder!
Fuck, you got him, man! You got him!
Just shut up! Drive! Go, go, go!
- Who is he? - I don't know.
Give me an update, Davies.
Oh, man, he's coming fast!
Up here there's a yard. Take a left. Shit.
Up here to the left. Keep going!
Hold on.
Come in, Davies!
Davies, where the fuck are you?
Got you, you bastards!
Fuck this!
Go, go!
Here he comes. Here he comes!
Get out of the car!
Where the fuck do you guys come from?
- Step away from the car. - Easy.
- Jake! - Take it easy.
Check the car! Slowly!
No!!
No ID. Nothing.
Not a fucking thing.
Who the fuck is he?
It shouldn't have happened.
It should not have fucking happened!
- Take it easy Danny. - Take it easy?
We were out of there, clean! Done!
Campbell's not picking up.
Who are these bastards?
I don't know but they're looking for their man.
And they're not legit'.
Jake, call this number.
Tell the Agent we need a clean up crew here ASAP.
And wire that radio into my car.
Gimme here!
- So that's it then. - Yeah. Done.
I'll fly out tonight.
You should get going, too. They're close.
What happens to Meier's cut?
There has to be somebody.
Poor sod.
I'll have a hooker for him. Hed like that.
- Yeah. - Be safe.
You too, Davies.
I'm sorry. I'm still looking for Campbell...
Thank you sir.
If there's anything else...
Room service. Something exotic.
I found your Welshman.
- You sure it's him? - I'm sure.
Fucking hell!
Get up. Get dressed. Move!
Move! Get up!
Don't say a word to anyone. Do you understand?
You killed Simon McCann, didn't you?
Yeah, and Campbell!
- Where is he, you fucker? - Never heard of him!
That all you got?
Yeah Spike.
We got the Welshman.
Were bringing him to you now. Over.
Nice work Pennock. Well done.
I'm looking forward to meeting the bastard.
Hey, Spike's going to cut your dick off
and shove it in your mouth. You like that?
I like the sound of that, yeah.
- Do you? Yeah. - Yeah I do.
Get in the van. Get in.
Come on. Get in.
Fuck me, you're kidding. Come on, get in!
There you are, you prick!
Get out of the road you fucking idiot!
Open up!
Boss?
What am I meant to do with that?
He had this on him.
Oh, a phone number. Great work.
That pile of mince meat was our best chance of finding out
who these bastards are!
Print him.
And trace that bloody number.
You fucking idiots!
Drop it.
Left hand. The gun.
On the floor.
Kick it to me.
The Welshman. They were bringing him to you.
Where is he?
- He didn't make it. - You. You do it?
A truck. He made a break for it.
He got lucky.
It would've been very slow otherwise.
Yeah, well that was my fucking friend!
Yeah? And McCann was mine. And what about fucking
Campbell?
No. Davies. Meier. Harris.
McCann. Cregg. Campbell.
Too many names on that list.
Don't go adding yours. Spike. Inside.
Who are you?
Doesn't matter.
After tonight I don't exist.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
- It's over. Done. - You think so?
No uniform. No war. Not special.
You don't know what to do with yourself.
Nobody knows what to do with you. Right?
Wrong. You know my name, but you don't know me.
You have no idea who you're fucking with.
Really?
Don't follow me.
Don't put your name on that list.
The third confession.
The killers have been killed. Now you can go home.
You can have your man.
You will get the money when it's been checked.
Bring him out.
Bring him out!
Let me put...
I just want to put my watch on.
What's the matter with you? You right?
- Yeah. What's the plan? - We get out of here.
Okay. Sounds good.
I was sure you were going to get yourself killed, Kiddo.
How the hell did you do it? How'd you pull it off?
I don't want to talk about it.
I get it. But thank you.
Not for me but for my kids. For them having a dad.
I can never thank you enough for what you did. Never.
Yeah you can. You can get out of the business.
Be done with this shit.
No more soldiering. No more mercenary work.
All right. Okay, okay.
I'm asking you, please. Tell me you're done.
- I'm done. I'm out. - Good.
Well stay out. Otherwise all this is for nothing.
So how are the Yankees doing?
You could've called.
You wouldn't have answered.
No. Sorry about that.
You're sorry? Me who should be sorry.
So it's over? You going back again?
No.
And you're ready to tell me everything?
Whatever you want to know.
Good. Except I don't want to know.
Not any more.
I've... I've missed you, Danny.
I don't really care about the past. I just care about now.
- Hey boss. - All right Cal?
That phone number. That was a business.
It's for some shit travel agent.
Runs mercenaries in
and out of every shit-hole in the world.
Come in.
- Hello? - Hello, Danny.
Where'd you get this number?
Please Danny, don't insult my professionalism.
What do you want?
We got a problem with the job.
- The job's done. - No.
You killed the wrong guy. There's one more to go.
I busted my nuts setting this job up and I want my ten percent.
No. I did what I had to do.
Tell that to the Sheikh. He wants a London meet with his son.
Check with your girl friend
before you make any rash decisions, eh?
What are you doing? Come to bed.
- Come with me, Anne. - What?
To Paris.
You can wait for me there while lm in London.
Leave tomorrow. Nothings keeping you here, right?
I... it's the middle of the night.
Anne. Anne! They know about you.
Who knows about me?
And about us.
- When will this be over? - Soon.
If all goes well.
It will, won't it?
Danny.
Keep a good eye on her, huh?
Listen, don't do this on your own.
No other way.
Davies? Meier? All this heat on you?
C'mon. Let's just get in the car and go to London.
Hit the airport and that's it...
No. We have a deal remember?
What, do you think I can't cut this? Is that it?
I mean I'm not a babysitter. Come on.
I need to know she's safe. You're the only one I trust.
This is bullshit. You could run.
Both of you. Just go.
Everyone gets found. You know that.
You're gonna get yourself killed kiddo.
Thanks for doing this.
You got to be kidding me.
Welcome back to London, sir. Thank you, sir.
You tell the old man he threatens her again,
I'll put it between his eyes.
Harris. The pilot.
On his film he said another soldier killed my brother.
He was winding us up.
He thought it was some kind of a joke.
This was just published.
The author served with the SAS.
He describes an ambushwhere he killed a guerrilla leader.
Harris did not kill Hussein.
You gave me his name.
You said he was guilty.
Well, such is Allah's will.
Allah's will!
You had me kill an innocent man.
The book will be the real killer's confession.
Now my father needs
I know what your father needs!
I need everything you can get on a Ranulph Fiennes.
Yeah, writer. Ex-SAS.
LGM Travel. How can I help you?
- What you got? - I got Fiennes.
He's still pushing his book on Oman.
He'll be doing a press bash on Tuesday.
Tuesday?
I know it's a bit short notice
but I'll be able to pull a crew together.
No. I'll do this on my own.
Danny, are you sure? It's just a phone call.
I guess he's sure.
B -I -N -G fucking O.
I knew I'd find you, you bastard.
Do you mind if I sit down?
- You looked lonely. - You're Danny's friend.
- The famous Hunter. - He say nice things?
What are you doing here?
Watching you.
You should be with him.
I tried. Didn't work.
He wanted me here to protect you.
And you looked like Anne you needed protecting.
- From what? - You.
You're thinking about him not coming back.
What happens then.
- No. I... - I have a wife.
I know the look.
We've known each other through thick and thin,
Danny and I.
Celine, my wife, she loves him. My kids love him.
I mean, wild animals like Danny.
I know Danny's going to come back for you.
And when he does you're gonna steal him away, huh?
I don't know what the plan is.
- Monsieur? - Oui Monsieur?
Bottle de vin rouge s'il vous plait?
I have a woman to interrogate now.
All right, look alive lads.
Boys.
So this guy is good, very good.
He senses something's up, he runs, you corner him, he fights.
But now the gloves are off.
This all fucking ends today.
All right, everybody knows the rules.
There are no rules.
Boss, he's out front. I think we're on.
This could be him. Black leathers.
Roger that.
He just took the service stairs.
Just hold your positions. We'll know soon enough.
He's down, boss! We got him!
He stays alive Pennock!
Don't you touch him 'til I'm rush to courier there!
You stay here!
Stay there you fucker!
Get his helmet off before he chokes.
Shit!
Hands high. Against the wall.
Okay. Easy with that.
Guys, our man's down. Head for the roof.
Pennock! Head for the roof.
We're on our way up now, boss.
Come on, boss. Come on,
He jumped! He jumped!
Come on, come on! He's on the move. Let's go!
Pennock?
Don't you do it.
There's no sign of him up here, boss.
I can see all the way to the river.
He's gone.
Shit.
Move and you're dead!
All right. Let's go, let's go.
Get in!
What is this?
That's for Campbell.
- And that's for Cregg. - You finished?
We haven't even started!
Take the hood off.
Wait outside, boys.
Save a little bit for us, boss.
So why is he still alive? Why didn't you kill him?
That what'd you'd have done?
I thought you were the good guys.
Who are you? Who do you work for?
You and I have got a lot in common.
Really? You think so?
So you're sitting there tied to a chair,
and I'm standing here with a gun in my hand.
Now you tell me what the fuck this was all about!
Was?
You think this is over? There'll be somebody else.
Your boy, Fiennes, is going to die.
Go on! Pull the trigger!
Kill me and you kill Fiennes!
They won't stop 'til they get him!
I stopped you, I'll stop them!
I didn't want to kill him. They will.
You put that in the right hands and this things over.
The camera? Why?
Proof. Evidence that he's dead.
It's the only way you'll save him.
You tell me I walk,
I tell you who's behind this. And where to find him.
Okay. You walk.
Sheikh Amr bin Issa.
You'll find him in Oman.
- Why? - The war.
They killed three of his sons.
Some good guy, eh?
Drop it.
Inside.
Beside him. On your knees.
You were set up.
That's what we love about you lot.
You only care about the action.
Never think about what you might really be fighting for.
Or who.
Never see the big picture.
You're the one that was set up.
He just wouldn't get out of the way.
Her Majesty's Government doesn't like secret societies.
Particularly when they get in the way of our interests.
Do you know how much oil
that pathetic crust of desert is floating on?
Do you know what those contracts are worth?
- Three men's lives. - That's right.
That's right.
We deliver the killers, son number four goes home,
and when Sheikhy re-ups the contracts
we get favourable consideration.
- A bargain. - You bastard. You're a -
A patriot.
Who serves his country as those three men
did with their deaths.
As you will with yours.
You! Come back!
There she is.
Danny might have dropped off the radar,
but one thing's for sure, he'll come back for her.
He'll come through that door
with six million dollars and she won't be there.
Who don't you screw out of his ten percent?
Yours truly.
Boss.
Deal with him.
It wasn't personal.
It's just business.
You played us.
I don't care why.
But if ever a lying
piece of shit needed killing, it was you.
Game's over.
You know I wouldn't have hurt her.
I just wanted my cut.
She was only collateral.
You go after them, I'll find you.
Remember, everybody gets found. Even you.
You got to get those photos to that old bastard
and finish this thing for good, you hear kiddo?
That's why I'm here. What about you?
Babysitting's over, kiddo.
- Who says? - I say. She's safe.
You're the one taking the chances now.
- Come on. - Come on?
You walked into a trap last time,
you think I'm going to let you do that again?
I told your girl
you were going to be coming back to her
you wanna make a liar out of me?
Yeah, well you were supposed to be guarding her,
not interviewing her.
Well, I was always a sucker for a pretty face, no denying that.
She's a keeper, that's for sure.
She doesn't know, does she?
- Some. - Yeah, it's going to be tough.
My old man used to say life's like licking honey froma thorn.
Yeah, what does that mean?
Something about good times and badtimes.
Seems like it's been all thorns
for us lately. Both of us.
All right. Let's finish this.
I'll be top cover.
If anything goes wrong, I'm coming in.
Hey, look, the Sheikh wants this over.
It's in, hand over the photos and out.
Yeah. There isn't gonnabe a problem.
From your mouth to God's ears.
Don't move 'til I give the all clear, okay.
Who are you? What do you want?
For the Sheikh.
I have to see it placed in his hands.
Take these my people. Show them what I have done.
I have a message for the Sheikh.
He's still alive.
They're fakes.
But this is going to end.
I don't care.
Huh? What would I do huh?
In that god forsaken desert!
Have you forgotten something?
Hold it, hold it. Stay where you are.
Something's not right.
- You see this? - Yeah, I see it.
Looks like we're in the wrong place.
Let's go, let's go!
Relax. I only killed the car.
You again.
Back at the Palace.
What happened in there?
He was there, waiting for a message from you.
I was the messenger.
- And? - What do you think?
His boy in there didn't give a shit.
He's not going back to the desert, so there'll be no oil contracts.
- It was all for nothing. - Is that right?
And the winner is...
So that's what this is all about?
Yeah. It's all hookers and blow from here on in.
You just don't get it, do you?
- Ditch it. - You sure?
Ditch it.
I gotta cover my expenses.
You can't go back to England. Not after killing that Spook.
Who the fuck are you?
Who? Me? The voice of experience.
Where are you going to go? What are you going to do?
You're gonna need this.
New name, new face, new papers.
Expensive. You'll see.
Damn shame.
You think you get to just walk away?
Nobody walks away.
Not me, you, none of us.
The old man you just killed,
He told me a war isn't over
'til both sides say it is.
Well, I'm telling you now, this is over for me.
Really? And what?
You want me to say, "Me too"?
And then it's happy ever after.
Your choice.
You know, when I got this, they told me my war was over.
I told them they were full of shit.
Now I'm telling it to you.
Let it go.
So where are you going?
Why? You planning a visit?
You never know.
If you come, I'll be waiting.
We'll call you a cab from the airport.
Aren't you Anne Frazer?
The girl with those weird gumboots?
Are you Danny Bryce, the boy who went away?
Yeah. I'm back.
Where you headed?
- I don't know. - Me neither.
Want to come along?