200 baris pertama.
Here we are in beautiful Ibiza, Spain.
Beautiful sand.
Beautiful waves.
My favorite shorts.
And my favorite girl who is about to get...
Oh, my God!
Hey!
- Come on, give it to me. - No! Stop! Come on!
- Mitch! - This is great!
I'm serious.
Oh. Oh, my God. That is so cute.
Honey, this is like...
Let me film for just a couple minutes.
- It's like we're honeymooners. - Oh, my God!
# Honeymooners #
- "Honeymoon"? - Yeah.
We're not married.
Katrina Harper...
You're my best friend in the whole world.
Oh, my God. Babe, stop it. You're gonna make me...
If you get emotional, you're gonna kill me.
I'm trying to get through this, babe.
I love you, more than anything.
Will you marry me?
Oh, my God!
- Yes! - Yeah?
Yes, Mitch Rapp.
I'll marry you.
Sorry, it's hard one-handed.
You like it? It was my mom's ring.
I love it.
I love you.
- I'm still... - Are you filming? Oh, my God!
Yeah, I'm still recording. I'm trying to get this.
Come on, Mitch!
This is why I was filming now. You see, now you get it.
Smile.
I'm gonna get drinks.
- Okay. - Yeah?
Don't be too long.
I won't, I won't.
I love you.
I love you.
I'll be back.
Engagement drinks in the water, people.
Whoo-hoo!
Oh. Thank you. Thank you.
Very sweet, thanks. Babe, we're getting applause.
I love you.
Thank you.
Hola. Como estas?
What can I get you?
Um, can I just get two drinks, please?
Dos bebidas, if that's right...
Um, I just got engaged, so something special.
It can be anything, though.
Oh, you lucky guy.
Oh, can they be kinda strong too? Is that cool?
Thank you, man.
Oh, whoa. Maybe not that strong.
Katrina!
Katrina!
Katrina?
Katrina!
Mitch!
Mitch!
Mitch!
Mitch!
Katrina!
We're gonna fucking set your shit on fire, man!
Fuckin' burn, motherfucker, burn!
To our brothers across the globe...
Come join our fight against American imperialism.
They will pay for the murder of our families,
our friends, and all children.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
All right, stop! Come on, man!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let him go, let him go. Let him go, let him go!
Break it up. Let him go!
What the fuck is your deal, man?
That's it. You're done, Rapp. Get out.
He keeps doing this shit.
Get out!
Have a nice fucking day.
You were out of line.
Back to work. Keep moving.
Get outta there!
You're gonna get yourself killed, you dumb-ass!
What's up with this guy?
Fuck!
Rapp, why I gotta tell you again?
Sorry, Mr. Nazir. I didn't realize it was past 10:00.
I'll try to keep it down.
Yeah, enough with the sports.
Copy that. All right. Thanks, Mr. Nazir.
He's up again.
Assalam-alaikum.
Walaikum-assalam.
Why have you come?
To help Adnan al-Mansur achieve his people's destiny.
Inshallah.
I wanted to look in your eyes.
I don't trust you.
I'm prepared to die a martyr.
What can I do to earn your trust?
No!
Step away, now!
Come on!
The fuck off me!
He's dead, it's over.
Easy. Easy. Take it easy.
Area's secure.
You wanted to kill them all, and then go on killing.
Pretty extreme, don't you think?
No, I don't think that's extreme at all.
I think people like that deserve to die
in the worst ways you can imagine.
What do you remember about your parents' death?
Car crash.
I was in Massachusetts.
They were in Tunisia at the time.
I was 14.
That's what I remember.
You started having discipline problems.
Got yourself kicked out of three boarding schools.
Yeah, yeah. I know. I wonder what that was about.
Let's talk about what happened after that day on the beach.
Oh, Jesus Christ. Again? Are you kidding me?
Yeah, again.
You gave up everything after that, didn't you?
Your grad studies at Brown University.
- I must have lost interest. - In everything?
No, not everything.
See you later, Dr. Frain.
See you tomorrow, same time?
I like the new look.
Irene Kennedy, CIA Deputy Director
in charge of Counter-terrorism.
I know who you are.
Any idea how long you been here?
30 days.
Enough time for you to figure out a couple things.
Yeah, yeah. I've figured out a lot about myself.
It's been a very reflective time. Thank you.
You wouldn't have made it through the next 20 seconds there alive.
I guess we'll never know now, will we?
You told Dr. Frain you thought you were gonna kill Mansur
and wipe out his whole cell.
For starters.
Mmm-hmm.
You had an even bigger agenda, didn't you, Mitch?
What did you think, you were gonna jump from cell to cell taking out terrorists?
Righting the world's wrongs?
Got to Mansur, didn't I?
I mean, it's more than you accomplished.
I'm gonna let you in on something.
Our people here, they don't know what to do with you.
A lot of them think we should just throw you in a supermax.
Me?
I like your agenda, Mitch.
I can help you with it, if you throw in with us.
We can teach you how to play with the big boys.
Yeah, let me stop you right there.
You don't think I considered that 18 months ago?
Joining the CIA?
I made the decision to pursue Mansur on my own
'cause I knew I could get it done.
What you need to understand is that I'm the only way.
To get what you want.
Why the hell would I trust you?
Because I believe in you.
And I'm all you've got.
What's been confirmed is
the enriched plutonium has been stolen
from a decommissioned Russian nuclear facility.
If they get their hands on a nuclear trigger
and a physicist to build it,
they'd be able to arm it and detonate it at any time.
Tom?
He's testing through the roof.
Might be the best I've ever seen.
We've had him under surveillance for six months.
Martial arts, gun skills.
I've surveilled dozens of these vigilantes.
This one is different.
Yeah, well, I've gone over these, Irene.
He's non-compliant, he's oppositional.
He got us into Mansur's cell.
That's a hell of a lot more than we ever managed.
All right, Orion is an elite unit, Irene.
A secret unit.
Reports to you, me, and no one else.
I don't want to be responsible
for that kind of mistake.
Now, that's Hurley talking.
Yeah, well, he's called me twice about this.
This kind of psych profile scares the hell out of him.
As far as he's concerned,
you're sending him a Section 8 with an ax to grind.
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