Trackers

-I work for you. -Let's put a tail on her.

Ya gotta change your appearance.

Bright colors.

Quinn, do you have eyes on her?

Fuck! We've lost the woman.

- He's awake. - But his laptop is.

Come on.

-You did great. -They were trying to kill us.

I'm exchanging the diamonds for cash here tomorrow night.

A woman was just murdered. Her name's Flea.

You were looking in the wrong fucking direction.

Janina, you're suspended from duty.

Raj: They're clean-shaven.

Quinn, you need to move. They're heading out.

What do you mean? Right now?

Right now! They're shaven!

- They're prepared! They've purified themselves! - Shit.

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's move!

- Clear! - Clear!

Clear!

All clear.

Fuck!

Should be just up ahead on the left-hand side.

Here.

-I think we're a little under-dressed. -Hm.

So, who's in charge now?

I'll bet it's your best boy, Quinn, huh?

Here we go.

Hello. May I help you with something?

What event is this?

This is a private event.

-Move your car now. -Okay.

Thank you.

You recognize that driver?

Hey.

Did you always know I was PBI?

Milla, tell me something.

The night we met...

how come you were in that bar?

I spent the whole day looking at your file...

and then I saw you out in the streets, and...

I don't know. It-it felt like...

What are we gonna do?

Well, whatever's happening is happening today.

So, we're gonna retrieve the diamonds and stop the exchange.

And the CIA

know where that's gonna happen? You told them?

They got our backs.

Damn, you can still sleep anywhere.

Apparently, it's when I'm at my most pleasant.

-What'd you come up with? -Okay.

Let's assume that

after they killed Flea...

the motorcyclist was supposed to deliver the diamonds

-to the Qatari consulate. -Yeah.

Now, you stopped him from doing that,

but the exchange would still have taken place.

Yeah.

We need to find out who was at the consulate.

Think you can talk to your driver friend?

Burger's no friend.

We haven't seen each other since I left the unit.

Maybe it's time the two of you caught up.

Right now, you and I both know the only way to secure

the stadium is to cancel the game.

Bruno, we can't afford another humiliation like that.

With your help, we can shut this down,

long before tonight's kickoff.

Intelligence suggests there are just three bombers.

Three men.

You're the fuckin' CIA, Bruno.

You want Daoud more than we do.

This is your way to him.

They should shut down the docks as well.

You're assuming the weapon isn't already on South African soil.

How come Allajna moved out the night before the kickoff?

Excuse me.

Don't you people have work to do?

Raj? Tell me.

Do you have any idea where the Allajna went to?

-None so far. -You're right.

Why did they leave what they thought

was the safe house so far in advance of the attack?

And just before we moved in.

-You really think we have a mole? -Yeah, well,

if we do, it's not the CIA they're talking to.

Look at this. This...

This is from yesterday.

See those hand movements?

It's a prayer for the dead.

But Osman is still alive.

Maybe, but she has no intention of seeing him again.

Okay, also look. There's this.

I mean, it's small, it's a-- it's a moment, but...

See that?

You think she knows the camera is there?

She's looking straight at us.

Okay, I'll get Jessica to pull together

whatever we have on Teliha.

Everyone, listen up!

This evening's match will go ahead.

Chief Burzynski has kindly agreed to put

the CIA station's resources at our disposal.

I trust you can handle this.

-Quinn, they knew we were coming. -What?

Allajna. They knew we were watching them,

they knew we were gonna make a move.

Goodness, Raj, you sound

just like Janina. Listen to me.

Our only job is to get to the terrorists

before they get anywhere near the stadium.

That is all we gotta do, okay?

-We got a new car. -Okay.

The phone you took from the dockside diner.

-You still have it? -Uh, um...

Milla, we can't allow ourselves to be tracked, okay?

Give it to me. Give it to me.

But what if we get into trouble?

Standard procedure. Gotta trust me on this.

John.

Lemmer?

I see you gave up the gym subscription, eh?

I see you're still on a hunger strike.

So, what do you want here?

You were driving last night.

Some official function of the Qatari consulate.

Were you there?

No, but you were.

I was driving David, and right now,

-I miss my bed, and I'm tired. -I get it, I get it.

I just wanted to know who else was there.

I don't know. The usual.

Ministers, businessmen.

Mostly Arabs and some few Japanese.

Did you see this guy?

Most of the time,

I was outside. You know how it is.

Did you see anything strange?

Fuck, uh, drivers you didn't recognize?

It's important, John.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare pull the "for old times' sake"

bullshit with me. Look, man,

-I-I don't need this. I really-- -Anything unusual?

Like I said, Lemmer,

the usual.

Good old boys from the bad old days.

-That's it. -Who?

-Mostert. -What?

Dr. Henrik Mostert.

-Mostert was there? -Yeah.

-Is he sure? -He's fucking sure.

Burger and I spent weeks on duty at

the Truth and Reconciliation Commission,

watching that doos say fuck all and get his amnesty.

If Burger says he was there, he was there.

-He was on the radar last year? -You know he was.

He's been teaching at the university

for the past 15 years. More.

All sins forgiven.

I mean, he even taught Nkosi's son.

Wonder if the students know that their lecturer

used to weaponize cholera for the Apartheid regime?

Although locating our man, Suleiman Daoud,

is a primary objective for this office,

right now, our focus

is on what we believe,

from the surveillance footage and the evidence gathered

from the inside of the house,

to be a three-man team

targeting Cape Town Stadium.

Target A,

Abdullah Garba.

Target B,

Hassan Hamedi.

And target C,

Barkatullah Rayan.

Now, this team has prepared themselves ritually.

So, we need to go into this with the mind that

we are dealing with a suicide team.

Now, the police have

established a perimeter around the stadium,

and are providing aerial cover.

We will screen everyone. I'm talking

from roadblocks, to the station,

and again at Cape Town Stadium gates,

we screen everyone.

Right, um, is there anything you'd like to add, Bruno?

Only that our support teams will be

relocating all organizational staff here,

to the PBI offices.

Um...

Right. Thank you.

Alright, everybody.

Let's get to work.

Thank you.

What is this place?

Milla, do you know how to use a gun?

I used to shoot targets on my... father's farm.

Very simple.