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And with approximately 140 tons
of overripened tomatoes,
La Tomatina remains the world's greatest annual food fight.
Throwing it back to you at the studio.
We'll ketchup later.
Ooh. Ouch.
- That was painful. - What?
All right, that wasn't my best tomato pun, but it was vine.
Wasn't it, Francis?
You know, boss, you don't need to give a fake broadcast.
You know we're on a mission, right?
Okay, easy.
You have your process, I have mine. Simple.
Now let's zip it and keep our eyes peeled for Gradov.
Seriously, Coop, the "ketchup" line was strong, yeah?
Noel, as your oldest friend,
I can definitively say that was not punny.
That's why I don't go big game hunting without you CIA boys.
Speaking of, we got a lion in the crosshairs.
Gray hat and jacket, pink shirt, heading southwest,
matching the target's description.
Walk faces and run it.
Okay, pink shirt, pink shirt.
Okay, I got him.
But I can't confirm it's Gradov.
Cho, you got anything?
That's a negative.
No-go for facial recognition.
Wait. I think I'm staring right at him.
20 feet from me, right below you, Coop.
What?
Ah, shit.
Guys, we got two potential Gradovs on site.
Three.
Shit.
He's got decoys in play. Stay on your mark, Jacks.
Talk to me, home base.
Still no facial recall.
It's like they know where our cameras are positioned.
Get me gait analysis.
We'd have to request a patch to Echelon.
Then request the patch!
Director Adams?
We have a request for a real-time patch.
It's a joint MI6-CIA capture of a high-value target.
- How high? - NSA priority.
Russian arms dealer Viktor Gradov.
First sighting in over two years.
Noel, target one is still in the southwest corner.
Coop, I don't like this van.
Field, you're authorized for a 60-second link
to Echelon's servers.
All the time I need to pin the real Gradov.
It's a VW T5, Spanish plates,
registered to a rental company in Madrid.
What are you?
Field team, abort! We've been set up!
Done.
Don't move.
Drop it.
U.S. President Will Derringer,
amidst soaring popularity at home and abroad,
touched down in London yesterday.
Derringer has stopped in the U.K. for a brief visit
before he heads to a NATO summit in Italy...
...president will be attending
a press conference in his first face-to-face meeting
with the increasingly embattled Prime Minister Sam Clarke,
now serving his sixth year in office...
...Derringer smashed
worldwide box office records playing the Venom in Denim
with his Water Cobra franchise.
He then went from bullets flying to tears flowing
with his heartfelt baseball drama
Sliding into Home...
We did it, son.
Made Mom proud.
...earning him a Golden Globe nomination...
After only five months in office,
Derringer is enjoying historic polling numbers
and voter confidence.
With your help, we did it at the box office,
and now we will do it at the Oval Office.
No.
Good morning, Mr. Prime Minister.
Here's your brief for Thursday the 29th.
The economic minister will announce record low unemployment.
The refugee crisis in Poland continues to intensify,
with numbers growing into the tens of thousands.
Your early-morning meetings have been cleared
for an urgent briefing on a classified intelligence op
in Spain that ended in tragedy.
Seven CIA and MI6 operatives have been killed.
Sam, I regret to say that team leader Noel Bisset is missing
and presumed dead.
I'm so sorry.
Families of the fallen are being notified...
You okay, boss?
And while the royals play host to the American president and his family,
record crowds are gathered, hoping for a glimpse of Will Derringer,
proving he's as loved abroad as he is at home.
I just don't understand what tornado has to do with anything.
Not tornados.
NATO, okay?
It's like, um, a-a group of friends.
Let's say, in this case, countries.
They-they get together, and they make a pinky promise
if they ever see a bully, let's say this guy,
and the bully attacks one of them,
they all got to join in and stand up to that bully.
And that's when they start dropping warheads on foreheads.
Hey, what?
Who let her watch Water Cobra ?
- I saw it at Janey's house. - Oh, you did?
Hmm. Okay, well, Janey's mom is now
- under federal investigation. - Sir.
Scoot.
What time's the lecture at Cambridge?
Not till 4:00.
Meet you at Trieste in the morning?
- Yeah. - Enjoy this.
And use it as a bonding opportunity with the prime minister.
Please.
Don't tell me you're still mad about the fish and chips thing.
He endorsed my opponent in the heat of the campaign.
He had lunch with the guy. It's hardly an endorsement.
Wasn't just lunch. It was fish and chips.
Look, you got off on the wrong foot.
- Sam's not a bad guy. - It's not about bad or good.
He doesn't respect me.
This is where you're supposed to say, "Yes, he does."
- He respects you. - Way too late.
Is a man who got 83 million votes from the American people
not feeling properly respected?
See you tomorrow.
Did you look over your speech?
Yeah. It's solid.
I'll hit it with some fireworks.
It'll crackle.
It's gonna be a good morning.
Won't be that simple.
Tell me.
Sideways op, Spain.
- Who was the target? - Viktor Gradov.
Russian-born arms dealer turned extremist.
Right. Black market weapons developer
who got his hands on enriched plutonium a few years back.
Yeah, that's when we took him out of business.
Destroyed his manufacturing plant with the help of a NATO task force.
We launched an air strike, destroyed his whole facility.
After that, Gradov went off the grid.
Spain was our first chance
to move on Gradov in two years.
Where is he now?
In the wind.
NSA is scraping border entries and airport screenings for noise.
Intelligence and Research didn't have the chance
- to do their usual analysis. - Bloody hell.
How many times I've got to say it?
We do not leapfrog intel.
About Noel, if you want to talk...
I don't.
We should warn Clarke's team about Jack Gordon.
Jack always goes for the jugular,
and he will fry us over this Spain thing.
Did you tell the president's comms director
that he must stick to the script?
- Yes. - Good.
Hopefully he doesn't start writing checks that we can't cash.
He still hasn't figured out the difference between
a press conference and a press junket.
Oh.
- Mr. Prime Minister. - Mr. President.
Yeah. We finally meet.
You know, it was a shame that you missed the inauguration.
It was a hell of a show.
- Sure it was. - Yeah.
Well...
Shall we?
Uh, wait, wait.
We should savor this moment.
I mean, this is... it's our debut duet.
- Duet? - Yeah.
It's like I'm Dr. Dre and you're Eminem,
and we're taking that stage for the first time together.
I'm Eminem?
Listen, um, about this terrible situation
- in Spain. - Mm-hmm?
If it comes up out there, I'd just steer clear of it.
- Let's just punt it. - Punt it?
- Yeah. - To where?
Well, to later.
Today's about NATO, clean energy, light and bright stuff.
Light and bright. Okay.
You want to warm up together?
Do some breathing exercises?
I'm already breathing.
- Roger that. Well... - Yeah.
Let's dance, I guess.
Hey, uh, just do us both a favor out there.
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