Fast & Furious Presents: Hobbs & Shaw

All right, touchdown in two. Rules of engagement.

Electric rounds only.

MI6 wants them alive for questioning.

The target's in a metal coffer.

Every agency and terror cell is looking for it.

Freeze! Down on the ground!

Drop it! Drop your weapon!

Don't move! All of you, get down!

Asset secured.

MI6.

Freeze!

I'm a fan.

Fantastic job, and I think you look amazing in your matching outfits.

Who the hell are you?

Bad guy.

Get on the ground now!

Nah.

Bulldog Two.

The team is down.

We've been betrayed.

She took the virus.

One of the soldiers got away with the virus.

I want her on the run with no place to turn.

She is a wily one.

Monitor all channels and make sure she takes the fall for it.

- Understand? - Yes, sir.

What you want us to do with these assholes?

Clean it up. I don't care. No witnesses.

I'm gonna get it back.

Who's gonna stop me?

- Where? - Where?

Who the hell are you?

I'm what you call "an ice-cold can of whup-ass."

Who the hell are you?

I'm what you might call "a champagne problem."

What you got, big man?

Really thought that would have broke.

I'm gonna kill you!

You gonna die!

All right, all right. No, no. That's my favorite jacket. Don't do that.

Hi, sweetheart. Could you pass me that gun, please?

Thank you very much. Nice tats.

All right, ass-clown. We're gonna play a little game. It's called hangman.

I'm gonna ask you some questions.

When you give me an answer I don't like...

Okay, you get the idea.

I've been tracking some dark web chatter about a super virus

that's coming up on the auction block. Why don't you tell me about it?

I swear, I don't know.

I don't like that answer.

A little bird told me about a shadow outfit.

Black tech. Blood ops.

Real assholes. Like you.

They're called Eteon.

And you're gonna tell me where to find them.

You're not gonna tell me because I'm hanging you out of a window.

You're gonna tell me because I'm the guy willing to drop you.

All right, bonus round.

Where's the virus?

No! No, wait!

Don't leave me out here! Please!

Don't leave me! Don't leave me!

What did he write?

"A, A, A." Excellent.

By the way, your Old Man and the Sea report from last week?

You did so good, it was awesome.

- Thanks, Daddy. - Give me some. Yes. Yeah. What's that?

It's a social studies assignment.

It's a family tree.

It's just a sketch.

Yeah. That's our family tree right there.

It's super easy to read and very clear.

Yeah.

But I was going to use this.

I found it in a garage drawer.

That's you, isn't it?

Who's Jonah?

Is that your brother?

Yup. That's my brother.

Why don't you ever talk about Samoa?

Did something happen?

In life, things happen.

You may not want them to, but they do.

You just gotta do your best...

and move on.

And the fact of the matter is I'm your family.

I'm your people. Me.

- And you're a whole lot. - I am a whole lot.

Look at this. Perfect timing.

No, this is the mini.

- Yup. - Thank you so much.

- Cheat day? - Cheat day. Yeah.

Thank you so much.

Is that really necessary?

Come on! She's 71 years old. What's the matter with you lot?

Sir, the prisoner will only be allowed more leniency

when she proves to be less of a security risk.

If someone leaves a back door open, it's a bit daft not to try and use it.

What's daft is paying one of the screws to leave it open

but not paying them enough to keep their mouth shut.

Yeah, well, my point still stands.

If you can't break out of a shitty prison like this,

then you're seriously slipping, Mum.

You cheeky bugger.

Speaking of breaking out, where's my birthday cake?

The one with the file in it? They're baking it.

Who wants a bloody file? What I want is a nice little bit of C-4.

Listen, if you want out of here, just say the word. I'll handle it.

Decks, I'm just having a bit of fun really.

Being banged up doesn't bother me. I quite enjoy the peace and quiet.

You know, nice walk, bit of reading, loads of sudoku.

It's like being retired. Love it.

Now listen, have you spoken with your sister?

You know I haven't, Mum.

- Give me your hand. - There she goes.

I mean, you and your sister, you used to be inseparable.

What happened, Decks? What happened between you?

I remember you, Owen, and Hattie playing out in the backyard.

Your little games, your little grifts. Robbing banks.

You used to give your little scams code names.

Do you remember?

- What was that one? - The "Keith Moon."

Yeah, that's right. It was called the "Keith Moon" because it...

It involved lots of explosive percussion and permanent ear damage.

That's my boy.

No wonder we left the family business.

She loves you, you know?

All you gotta do is pick up the phone, Decks.

Look at me. You're her big brother.

She looks up to you.

Used to.

Well, one day, I just hope that I walk through that door

and I see the two of you sitting there.

How many years you got left?

Two, with good behavior.

- So how many, really? - Four.

Well, you know what they say.

"Never say 'never.'"

Time's up.

You behave yourself.

Will do. Love you, darling.

Love you too.

- All right. - Lucas Rebecca Hobbs.

I haven't seen you in forever.

- "Rebecca"? - Do you even age? How long's it been?

- Six months. - Time flies.

- When we're apart. - What is your skin care regimen?

Because you look like a young Shirley Temple.

- Go, go, go, go, go. - Daddy, who is this guy?

Well, this guy is Locke.

And he works for the CIA.

- Your dad and I are old friends. - We're not old friends.

Actually, we're...

We're best friends. Here's the half heart.

I don't know what that is.

- We got some ink together as well. - We did not get ink together.

- We didn't? - No, we did not.

- Interesting. I seem to remember... - We never got ink together.

...getting a little something like this at one point on my body.

- Jesus. - Christ, I miss our playful banter.

You have one minute to tell me what you want

before I knock one of your lungs loose.

You and I are after the same thing.

Say hello to the CT-17 virus.

It's a programmable bioweapon of biblical proportions.

Affectionately code-named "the Snowflake."

What does the Snowflake do?

Nothing much. Just liquefies your internal organs.

Basically turns your body into a giant bag of hot soup.

She is nine.

- Seen worse. - Where?

Game of Thrones. Janet's house.

- I've never heard of it. - A Lannister always pays his debts.

You're never going over there again.

But there's a new wrinkle in the case, Rebecca.

The specifics... are all in the brief.

There you go.

- She's ready, Becca. - She's nine. She's nine!

This is the only unit of CT-17 in existence,

and this Snowflake is now in the hands of a rogue MI6 operative in London.

Dad, are all spies that pretty?

No. She is unusually attractive.

And deadly.

Last night she was part of an MI6 team tasked with securing the virus.

She then proceeded to kill her entire black ops squad.

She stabbed one guy in the chest using a brick.

Do you know how hard that is?

To stab someone using a brick?

- Get to the point. - The point is there's no sharp edge.

How did she get an entire brick into another person's chest?

She either had to be really strong

or the other person had to have been, like, born without, like, bones.

- Get to the larger point. - She stole the Snowflake.

- She went totally off-grid. - Who's this?

That's the scientist we believe created the virus.

Great. Where do I find him?

He's off-grid too. Impossible to find. Maybe dead.

- You're very helpful, Locke. - And you're the world's best tracker.

I'm sure you'll figure something out.

No, no, no. I'm DSS, you're CIA. I don't work for you.