Strike Back

Previously on Strike Back...

- Make your peace. - You can't shoot me.

- Yeah, I can. - I'm CIA

That al-Zuhari is targeting western military bases.

- Which bases? - All of them.

- Do you know who the fuck I am? - I don't care who you are, come here mate.

You killed the son of Arkady Ulyanov in my fucking house.

I have no idea who you're talking about.

You give me Kamali. He murdered one of my men.

- Let me show you something. - Christ, Leo.

I understand that you don't trust me.

Al-Zuhari will sacriface anyone and anything to achieve his goals.

You must be prepared to do the same.

Shh.

You're sweating.

Why are you nervous?

Allah himself has mapped out your path,

and he wouldn't want any harm to come

to his believers, now, would he?

Al-Zuhari has a request.

Make life a lot easier

if he could pick up the phone, huh?

Ha ha ha!

Al-Zuhari must trust you very much

to have let you carry this message.

You are to be rewarded.

Wait here.

Kaboom.

Lunch?

Khie'yen.

You've been made.

Oh, fuck.

Bravo Team, I want Amir alive.

There's a lot of Hezbollah yellow out here.

- They run the city. - If we tangle with them...

You will bring him in. That's an order.

Copy that.

Uh!

Uh! Uh!

Out the back. Thanks.

Zero, one Hezbollah guard KIA. Sorry. It was him or me.

Roger.

Bravo Two, I'm out back.

Bravo One, target coming to you.

Yeah. Roger.

Target acquired.

Get the target back here.

Roger.

Let's move. What kept you?

Down those stairs. Move.

Good.

Fuck.

Zero, we're taking fire. Exit's no good.

Bravo three, we're falling back.

Copy that. I'm circling around.

Stand up! Stand up! Shit. Scott. Fuck.

Target's been gut-shot. He's never gonna make it.

You're prepped for a field interrogation.

In the fucking van, not here. We're under heavy fire.

- You will interrogate the prisoner. - Shit.

Oi, look at me.

The Scotsman's name is Leatherby, right?

What's he being paid for?

Shit. Armed x-rays entering the building.

OK. See this? See this account?

Those are your transactions,

paid for by the CIA.

That is not mine.

Not? You forged them. OK. You see this?

See, this is your passport, proof of travel

between the United States of America and Israel.

I'm dying.

Zero, this guy's not gonna talk.

Put the papers in his pocket.

Fuck.

Shit.

Tell him Hezbollah will take his family.

Fuck.

Shit.

They find these on you, they're gonna kill your family.

Make a choice.

Mikey, we got some action downstairs.

Mike, come on. We got to move.

Hey, come on. We got to move, Mike.

You destroy the papers,

I tell you what you wish to know.

Move!

Rrgh! Come on.

Aah!

We're really ready to be picked up right now.

You're not finished. Find me something concrete!

Scott, your lighter.

She's fucking losing it.

Throw me your lighter.

Fucking fine time to start smoking.

Yeah. Great. Nice of you to care.

Look.

Bravo Three, what's your position?

Exfil, two minutes.

Your family is safe. Talk.

Allah forgive me. This is for them.

He's coming...

from Syria.

He's coming. Leatherby's bringing him.

Who? Who's coming from Syria?

Who's Leatherby bringing from Syria?

Al-Zu...

Al-Zuhari. Al-Zuhari.

Shit.

Zero, Leatherby's bringing in al-Zuhari.

Al-Zuhari's coming in from Syria.

Did you get that?

Al-Zuhari's coming in from Syria.

I fucking knew it.

Do what has to be done.

Oi, oi.

Oi, where the fuck is Dalton?

Not now.

- What do you mean, not now? - Scott!

You saw what happened out there.

She nearly got us killed.

No. I'm on your side.

It's true. Yeah. It's true, all right?

But she also got us al-Zuhari.

Yeah, and what happens if he's lying, Michael?

He wasn't lying.

You want to be fucking right.

You hear me?

I had no choice.

A street battle in Daheih in broad daylight?

How do you expect to operate effectively

with Hezbollah breathing down your neck?

Please tell me you got something to show for this mess.

Amir gave us al-Zuhari.

He's coming into the city from Syria.

Well, if al-Zuhari's moving,

then whatever he's planning must be happening soon.

James Leatherby's bringing him across the border.

We need to know time and location.

Well, assuming your intel's good,

what's your next move?

Kamali is supposed to pay him.

Let him.

You know that I don't trust Kamali.

Listen, Rachel, Kamali's the best thing we've got.

You let him make the payment, see what he can get us,

and, Major, we've lost enough men.

Don't make me come back to Beirut.

I can guarantee you...

What happens if he's lying, Michael?

Al-Qaeda did before 9/11.

We get Kamali, we get al-Zuhari himself.

This is a systematic cleansing of the...

Al-Zuhari.

What happened out there today

was a mess.

I told you I could handle it.

Your people should never have been there.

Amir was my contact on the operational side.

If you don't let me do things my way...

Al-Zuhari is being brought in from Syria.

That can't be true. You're sure?

Leatherby's the courier.

I need to know where and when.

I am just the money man.

Well, then do your job.

Take Leatherby his payment

and find out what I need to know.

The moment I start asking questions...

You'll do as I say.

I meet him at his casino, yeah...

Apres La Guerre, tomorrow morning, 3 A.M.,

pay him in uncut diamonds.

That's it.

You'll wear a wire.

And have my cover blown?

I don't give a shit what the chain of command want

or what the CIA believe.

If you're playing us, I'll have you castrated

before I see another one of those men hurt.

You're out of control, Major.

For the record, it's you, not me,

that's gonna get your people killed.

You hate me, don't you?

- James... - Don't.

Just one of a long line of bastards,

aren't I,

men that come out here

and moan about the heat and the dust

whilst taking whatever the fuck they like.

The English...

The English like to bang on

about the fucking Empire

and the glory days,

and yada, yada, fucking yada,

but it was us Scots who found it,

took it, and held it for them.

Why?

We love these faraway places,