Man of War

Russia overnight launched

its long-anticipated attack on Ukraine

striking military posts across the country.

This really does appear

to be a worst-case scenario.

This highlights what Putin is really concerned with,

restoring the might of Russia

at the expense of the Ukrainian people.

An unprovoked war in Europe

is now underway.

Riley.

Lisa, get the kids away from the windows!

Isabel. Isabel, jam the door!

Mike, I'm in trouble, I need your help.

The hell was that?

I'm still in Kharkiv.

-Get the fuck out of there. - I couldn't leave them, Mike.

The Russians just crossed the border.

They're bombing the city.

Riley, get the fuck out of there.

Riley!

Charlie.

Yeah, man, I can't... I can't talk right now.

There's a whole shitstorm going on right here.

Putin just declared war in Ukraine.

The entire Russian army is rolling in.

-Charlie. -Yeah, what?

It's Riley.

She's still in Kharkiv.

I thought you said she left weeks ago.

Yeah, she, um... she lied.

Is she okay?

No, she ain't okay.

They stormed the orphanage.

I just saw the whole thing go down on video.

They got her, Charlie. They fucking got her.

Hang on. Hang on. Look, just take a breath.

Fuck a breath.

I need a way into Kyiv now.

She's wearing her smartwatch. I can... I can track her.

It is a full-scale invasion. It's total fucking chaos there.

-There's no way-- -There's always a way.

-Will you listen? -We're wasting time!

Listen.

Listen to me.

You cannot get emotional.

You got to think clearly.

Okay, they have her. That's just a fact.

Even as we speak right now, they're probably moving her

and the other hostages to somewhere safe.

But it's also a good thing

because that means she has some value.

We have no choice.

We're just gonna have to wait till this dust settles.

And then when they start making exchanges,

and, trust me, they will, and I'll get the money.

It doesn't matter how much it costs, we'll get the money,

then we'll buy her out and bring her home.

You finished?

Charlie, I'm only gonna say this once.

You either find me a flight out of Barcelona into Kyiv

or I'm getting in the car and I'm driving there myself.

-Fuck, I'll walk if I have to. -Connor, there's--

This ain't up for debate, Charlie.

I'm going in with or without your help.

Yeah.

Okay.

I saw the guy that was leading the team that took her.

-I got a screenshot of him. -Send it.

I'm gonna send it to my buddy over at Langley.

Here. Get up. Now.

He'll run it through. Okay?

Give me about ten minutes.

I'm staring at the clock.

I got it.

Talk to me.

All right, my buddy has a team headed to Kyiv

to pull out some Ukrainian billionaire.

They're leaving El Prat in two hours.

-Can you make that? -I'm on my way.

All right, I'll text you the details. Look, I'm sorry.

Every asset I have is in theater

or on their way to another extraction right now.

-Got it. -So my buddy's team,

they're gonna give you a SAT phone

with Riley's watch location preloaded.

I'm already lining up a tour guide for you.

He'll be there by the time you get there.

I'm trying to get a flight to join you,

but I'm in fucking New Orleans,

and it's gonna take me at least a day to get there.

No, you stay put. You're more of an asset there.

Riley doesn't stand a chance without you

right where you're at, backing me up.

She's all I got left, Charlie.

You do this, you're going on your own, brother.

You're gonna have to shake hands with that.

Yeah.

Charlie?

-Thank you. -No.

You thank me when you get her out of there.

Do you smell that, Vanka?

The smell of fear.

Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I must say, I never knew much about people

until I took the time to take one apart.

Oh, yes.

There is something so special about being with a man

as he enters the darkness...

...when you feel the last bit of breath leaving their body.

It's a good day, innit?

That's the first time...

Oi, hang on, mate.

Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Connor, Michael Connor.

Hey, Bunny, we're wheels up in five.

Have we met?

Yeah, that's right. That's right.

Caught me and my mate Zeus shagging your mom,

and you watched our balls touch.

You smell like a fucking brewery, mate.

Charles Lewis set this thing up. Is there a problem?

No, no. Not yet.

Unlike you, the day's young, innit?

Yeah, you heard the man. Need to get going.

Wakey, wakey, sleeping beauty.

Name's Peter Roberts.

Why they call you Bunny?

Peter Roberts, as in Peter Rabbit.

-Bunny. -Got it.

This is for you, mate.

-Who's the Ukrainian? -It's my niece.

She's an aid worker there.

Oh, I see it now. Yeah, fuck was I looking at?

Like to see a photograph of my golden ticket?

Two million quid payday right here.

Yuri Chenkov. Barely legal trophy wife Ivanna.

-Ai-yi-yi, right? -Two million pounds?

Each.

I know, right?

Yeah, apparently ol' Yuri's

the fifth richest cunt in the country.

Anyways, I digress.

That mobile's got two numbers on speed dial,

your boy Chucky's and mine.

What do I need yours for?

Well, I had this idea.

Um, it's one of those profound moments,

and I can't think of the word of it. Zeus?

-Zeus, what's the word? -Epiphany.

"Piffany." That's it. Piffany.

-I'm on the edge of my seat. -Well, I was thinking

you and I do a little gentleman's handshake.

-You know, make a deal. -And what's that?

I was thinking, while we're out there

on our little individual adventures,

if either of us stumble upon the other's bundle of joy--

-Her name's Riley. -Riley, right.

Okay, yeah. We ring the other up.

You know, maybe share a pin, threat sizes, pertinent details.

"Mayday, mayday, I need help." "I'll be there." You know?

That sort of thing. What do you say?

-Deal. -Beauty. Lovely.

Right, right, right.

Bam-Bam, for fuck's sake, mate.

What? You know what they say.

I'd rather have it than not need it.

Need it, not have it.

Yeah, I get it. Ah, seriously, mate. Come on.

Well, what if we get in there like swimwear?

I don't plan on getting that close, mate.

I'm gonna kill 'em from a distance, right?

Fucking Kyiv.

Right. Cheers.

Oi!

Let's go get some bees and honey.

That's money.

Mike?

-I'm here. - Bit of bad news.

I heard back from Langley's facial recognition team.

Turns out that piece of shit you snapped a picture of--

his name's Stanislav Koniev. Former GRU.

Ten years in IK3 for double homicide and rape.

Recruited by the Skorzeny Group. He's got quite a reputation.

Can't wait to meet him. You find me a tour guide yet?

Yeah, it's one of my old assets.

His name is Dany Chevchenko.

He's a little eccentric, but he's a stand-up guy.

Trust me, he's solid.

He knows Kharkiv really, really well.

Super connected. If anyone can help us, he can.

Nice. What does he look like?

Loud and colorful.

I'll call you later.

What's up, man? You made it.

Come on, baby. Get in.

Mikey fucking Connor. Look at you.

Let me help you.