Mile 22

Subtitles by explosiveskull

I don't think this is it.

Because she said a white house.

It says 111 Christmas Street.

I know 111 Christmas but this is a blue house.

I don't know, maybe it was Christmas Circle.

Well, did you put Christmas Circle

or Christmas Street?

Honey, I don't know.

I don't know what I put it as.

Okay, well, she said it was a white house

and this is a blue house.

Well, why don't we ask?

It's not a big deal. We're lost.

Just check one more time. Which one...

There's, like, four Christmases around here.

Why don't we just ask?

Can you just check one more time?

Honey, you told me...

Just check the e-mail that she sent one more time.

All right. Okay.

I feel like such an idiot because...

No, honey, we can't help it. Just ask.

Take a deep breath.

Let's just go ask.

It's not a big deal.

- (FLIES BUZZING) - They have beautiful flowers.

Which one did I say?

Which one did I say? Which street?

You told me 111th Street.

I typed it in, and now I'm not sure where we are.

(ON RADIO) What do I do, just ring on the doorbell?

I mean, these people just ring the doorbell.

Relax. It's not a big deal. We're lost.

Check one more time which one.

Honey, it says 111...

It could be five minutes away from here,

and we could be at the wrong place and not even know it...

Vitals are stable.

(ON RADIO) I don't know if it's Christmas Street,

Court, Lane, Circle.

Mother to Child-One. We're at set-point.

I copy. Over. Running kismet.

I read you, Lima Charlie. Help me, over.

Drone in position. I read you same.

Awaiting further instruction.

Thermal is up.

Getting in the networks.

We are validating

on our primary and secondary routes...

Social media is clear.

How's our airspace?

Residential alarm offline.

I've got eyes inside.

Mother, what's your count?

I've got two in the kitchen and...

One in the back room.

One in the living room.

I have one upstairs.

- I count five. - I'm counting five.

I got five, too.

Child-One, there's five subjects in the house.

Copy, Mother.

Child-One, conditions are set.

Let's get in and out real quick today. No drama.

Here we go.

Child-Two and Five engage.

Ding-dong.

You got a female coming your way, unarmed.

Hi. I'm so sorry to bother you,

we're looking for the Larkin home.

Go.

My friend's supposed to have given this address.

111 Christmas.

My wife, apparently, gave me the wrong address.

We're visiting friends and they just moved in.

But they might have given us

the wrong address. I don't know, honey.

You have the wrong house.

Honey, I told you it's the wrong street.

We're looking for 111 Christmas.

- Maybe a Christmas Lane... - (GRENADE CLICKS)

...or a Christmas Circle?

Look out!

- (CONTINUES SPEAKING RUSSIAN) - (COUGHS)

Now.

You, stop. Let's go.

You, here, hands on the wall.

Checking the rear.

One. Two.

You, hands on the wall.

Be advised, we're internal.

On the wall. Closer.

Three.

Get up. Against the wall.

Put your hands up.

(ON RADIO) Sweep upstairs.

Four.

One unknown.

Five.

- Clear. That's five.

We got five, let's go.

Five subjects in custody.

Start the sweep. Commence SSE.

Roger that.

Doug, close it out.

Roger that. Working on it now.

Four minutes, 30. Clock is ticking.

Turn around.

Blow.

To the left.

I see two computers, four racks.

Confirm. What about the safe?

Jackpot.

Turn around.

- Against the wall. - (GRUNTS)

- Bite. - (CAMERA CLICKING)

I'm in.

Child-One, commencing full dental impressions

for database crosscheck.

Confirm collection of all SSD drives.

Roger that.

Let's go, people, the clock is ticking.

Three minutes.

Hands up.

Receiving data dump.

Downloading scans.

My ostensible crew.

My titular crew.

What's that?

Hey, Bishop.

Got a faint heat signal here

on the second floor on the south-west corner.

Can't really make it out. Sir, I'm trying to.

Hmm.

What is it? A squirrel?

If that's a squirrel, it's a big fucking squirrel.

Child-One, Mother. Strong thermal. Second floor.

Strong thermal on the second floor.

Copy, Mother. Child-Two, Child-Three?

Go look into that.

You got 90 seconds, make it quick.

Clear.

I'm seeing a room to your left.

There's nothing on my left.

I'm seeing a room to your left.

There's a door to your left.

It's just a wall, not a door.

I'm seeing a room... Fuck. Gun. Gun, gun, gun!

Mother, Child-One,

looks like you were a little light on your count.

I think the vest took that.

You got him. You good? I'm good. Let's go.

Sixty seconds.

Child-One, what are we doing?

Stay put, we're on the clock.

You got to be kidding me.

Assault-One KIA.

Child-One, Mother. Collection is terminated.

We are weapons free.

- Confirm, capture to kill. - Confirm.

- Confirming capture to kill. Confirm.

They're gonna torch it.

...Christmas Street. 911...

...just sort of really loud explosion...

Fire and Police have been alerted.

ETA two minutes.

Thirty seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Okay, so you want me to waste this guy

in broad fucking daylight?

Confirm.

Child-One, the cavalry is en route.

Get the hell out of there.

Kill CCTV-1, CCTV-2.

Let's go.

Child-One, Mother. You're clear for four miles.

We are gonna be with you for full exfil.

Continue on the current route to the park exit.

There will be a parking lot...

Seven people believed to be

members of Russia's FSB, or State Intelligence Service,

formerly known as the KGB, were found dead

in, what sources say, was a Russian safehouse.

Sources inside the US intelligence community

indicated that this was an FSB hit on its own,

perhaps an attempt to manufacture what appeared

to be an assault on Russian civilians,

but was, in fact, a kind of suicide...

This is clearly a slaughterhouse