The Old Man

Where's my daughter?

She was with you. Where is she now?

-She's been taken. -Taken?

We're gonna go get her back.

It's Hamzad.

He's gonna try to grab her himself.

My name is Omar. We have much to discuss.

You are looking at what is believed to be

one of the largest deposits of lithium in the world.

Faraz Hamzad controls it.

And it has made him the most unexpected of friends.

Hamzad, he's no friend of the Taliban.

So, how much money must be in the ground over there

to have brought mortal enemies together like this?

Is that monster you?

Who are you?

What did we just walk into back there ?

Taliban intelligence.

She is dead. Emily.

She's been dead for a few days now.

You have no idea what she's capable of.

You don't even have any idea who she is.

I know who he is.

It's just a matter of time before she says the wrong thing,

and he can't bear it anymore.

What do you know?

I know that you work for Faraz Hamzad.

And I know that you have kidnapped a federal law enforcement officer

and that you are keeping her against her will.

So you know nothing.

You do not know where we are.

You do not know who we are.

You do not even know your own name.

Your mother kept it all from you.

My name is Angela Adams.

I'm a special agent with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

And if you cooperate with me,

there is a chance that I may be able to persuade the Bureau

not to arrest and prosecute you for kidnapping.

You will wear this.

It will help when he sees you.

When who sees me?

Your father.

You think that when my father gets here, he's going to care about what I'm wearing?

Your father is here.

Your father is Faraz Hamzad.

Your name is Parwana.

You were stolen in the dead of night from him by your mother

and by an American we called guest and friend.

That is who you are.

Mm-hmm.

Well, then I should see him then.

I mean, he must want to see me.

No.

Well, if he's my father, don't you think I should be talking to him directly?

Parwana.

Parwana, oh.

Parwana, oh.

Parwana, oh.

Parwana, oh.

Parwana. Parwana.

Why are you here?

You kidnapped me.

You came with Harold Harper when I summoned him.

You found me as much as I found you.

Why?

I don't know.

My father, right behind you.

He fought the Soviets the first time they came.

He served at the right hand of a king.

He was a great man.

And his father's father.

He fought Queen Victoria's army to keep his own free.

He was a scholar. He... He wrote poetry.

I wanted to know where I came from.

That's why I got on the plane.

This...This is where you came from.

You're standing amongst men who faced British invaders,

Persian invaders, Mongol invaders.

Men who sacrificed everything to pass something on to their children.

Men who fought, bled,

argued and wrote to keep their country free.

I want to know about my mother.

I wanna know who she was.

I wanna know who she was to you.

What did they tell you?

That you were dangerous to my mother.

And that my father helped her escape from you.

What else did they say about me?

Nothing.

Your mother was cold and unfeeling.

She manipulated. She lied.

She betrayed whomever, whenever and however it suited her.

No.

She was something else...

before that.

In addition to that. There must have been more in her.

There must have been hope in her and love in her.

I never saw it

because she never showed it to me.

But I want to know what I was missing and I wanna know why.

I have come so far...

from where I started.

I've come all this way.

And I'll wear whatever it is you want me to wear.

And I'll answer to whatever name it is you want to call me.

Just tell me one...

good thing about her.

Tell me what I was missing.

Ah.

Hmm.

Don't say a word.

There's nothing I want to hear.

There's nothing more to say.

I lived with it for so long, I...

I woke up to it, I went to sleep to it.

I drowned in it, wanting to know.

And not wanting to know.

And now I know. And...

it's over.

You are exactly what I was afraid you would be.

You are your mother.

You fucking coward.

You don't want to hear from me?

You are dying to hear from me.

I know everything that you want to know.

You're just afraid to hear me say it.

You shouldn't have come here.

I didn't come here.

You brought me here.

You killed my friend. You fucking abducted me.

You did all of that, and you don't have anything that you want to ask me?

Either you're a fucking moron,

or a fucking monster, or a fucking coward.

Goddamn it. Pick one! Or ask me what you want to ask me!

Fuck!

- -

You will stay here for now.

This is Faruza.

She will take care of you.

Come.

Can you... Can you stop?

Please?

-Who are you? -I am Bina's daughter.