Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan

Close it up.

You know, the SOC-R would've been a better boat

for the river work.

What boat?

We're not even supposed to be there.

So, where are we going? Central or South America?

Who said anything about our destination?

You asked me how my Spanish was, remember?

And I didn't think we were invading Mexico anytime soon.

I'm a little rusty.

I'll manage.

Well, you better hurry up and get on that plane

if you want to get a window seat.

What's your name?

Marcus.

No, your call sign.

Mine's Coyote.

And that, uh, piece of shit over there, that's Disco.

Black Mamba.

Like Uma Thurman in, uh, Kill Bill?

- No, like Kobe. - Yeah, that sucks.

Not gonna work. You're a boat guy, right?

- Yeah, SWCC. - All right.

- So, you, uh, you're a driver? - Yeah.

Uber.

That's your name.

Ub... Fuck that. Black Mamba.

Yeah, sorry, Uber, but your name's fucking Uber.

Two minutes!

- Ten klicks from drop zone. - Roger that.

Hey!

What's with the nerves? You've done this before.

Yeah, all the time.

You'll be fine.

- Just like riding a bike. - Oh, yeah?

Not really, but I thought you could use

a little confidence booster.

Where'd you get that bling from?

It's my dad's ring. The Naval Academy.

Well, hang on to it, man. Might come in handy

in case you need to knock a motherfucker out or something.

Approaching drop zone.

- Let's go, motherfucker! - Yeah!

Whoo! Yeah! Let's go!

Let's go, bitches!

- Geronimo! - Whoo!

You better hurry up or you're gonna have a long swim!

Oorah, motherfucker!

Oh, fuck.

Gotcha, boss.

Hey, new guy. There's a hole in the boat.

- His name's Uber. - No, it's not.

Uber. I like that one.

Thank you.

Shit. The electronics got wet.

Guys, we're better than 20 klicks offshore.

That's a long swim.

Fiberglass crack, but I can fix it.

How long's it gonna take to un-fuck this?

Everybody off the boat.

You want it to sink?

Everybody get the fuck off the boat.

Let's go! Off the boat!

Through the tireless efforts of our esteemed police force...

I'm pleased to announce

- that the brutal killers of U.S. Senator Jaime Moreno... - Jesus Christ.

- Can't believe anyone's buying this shit. - have been captured.

How's the interrogations coming?

More than 50 locals work in that building.

We're interrogating all of them. Love to tell you

that none of them are spies for Reyes,

- but that's just not the case. - Well, your ex is putting on

- one hell of a show. - Yep.

She does her job well.

- How's your back? - I'll be fine.

I got people checking all the hospitals

for anyone with an injury to the left eye.

- Jim, how you feeling? - I'm good.

They took off before I got there.

Ryan got the worst of it.

All right. Take a walk with me, both of you.

You got to know this is bullshit.

The F.A.I. is a tiny leftist militia.

Anti-Americanism isn't even in their DNA.

I agree.

Ambushing U.S. senators in downtown Caracas

is not their style or skill set.

Which is why, as far as headquarters is concerned,

I never saw the memo they sent telling us to stand down.

You met José.

- Sir. - This is Navarro.

They're gonna roll with us down to the waterfront.

Waterfront?

You go down to the cargo port,

you run into some shady South African dude,

then you get jumped and nearly killed out of the blue?

Just seems like we ought to go check it out.

Esperanza...

can you help me get juice for the kids?

Gracias.

Ham again, Mom?

I'm sick of it.

You love ham...

You asked for it yesterday.

That was yesterday.

So what happened between yesterday and today?

I don't want it today.

Ily, be grateful. We're lucky to have ham.

There are many people in this country

- that don't have enough to eat. - Hmm?

Make them eat the ham.

Enough.

Today you eat ham. Tomorrow you can choose.

We're ready, Mrs. Bonalde.

Don't forget your juice.

Let's go.

Hey, Ily...

Come here, my love.

I love you. Have a good day.

Carlos! Come here!

- Are you leaving without saying goodbye to your mother? -

I love you.

- Learn a lot. - I will.

Bye, Mom.

Good morning, Alberto.

Make sure everyone gets a sandwich.

Buenos días.

- Good morning, Rodrigo. - Good morning, Mrs. Bonalde.

I love ham!

You'd better.

How are we doing?

Incredible.

Reyes's numbers are falling...

and we are up four more points since last week.

Some of the papers are saying you could actually win.

Not in this country.

Not the papers in Venezuela, but in Peru...

Colombia, Argentina...

¿Señora?

Did you hear me?

We're in this.

Said you got to wear your vest and the badge.

Morten Haugland?

Yeah, that makes perfect sense.

All right, just park here.

Cinco Palmas is right there.

Hey.

- How's he doing? - Ryan? What do you mean?

He and the senator were close. Is this too personal for him?

No, he can handle it.

We were on the Suleiman task force together.

And?

He's the one that ran Suleiman down in the Metro.

He shot him and killed him.

Well, they were fucking organized, whoever they were.

They even swept the floors.

All right, let's get out of here.

We know they went upriver.

My S.A.D. guys just got in theater a couple hours ago.

They're standing by at the mouth of the Orinoco.

- Wait. You got a boat? - Yeah, and four guys.

- You didn't say anything. - You didn't ask.

They gave me an eight-digit grid for a rally point in the jungle.

I'm gonna meet them, then go upriver to the cargo depot.

All right, well, then I'm coming with you.

Mike.

You're chief of station.

Yeah. Extra manpower won't hurt.

I want sitreps every couple hours, minimum.

Of course.

I'm driving.

Did I tell you how much I miss you?

Not yet.

So, I can be Black Mamba now?

We'll upgrade you to Uber Select.

Whoa!

You enjoy the quinceañera?

It was quite the party.

What did Esmeralda think?

She loved it.

Most importantly, Claudia was happy.

Who told you I was under surveillance?

Bastos.

How would he know?

You undervalue him.

No.

I value him exactly as he should be valued.

Why didn't you tell me about the American senator?

Tell you what?

I didn't kill him.

Then why the coerced confessions?

Perhaps you can do my job better than me?

Isn't that what you and Cassandra said?

Fuck.

No, no.

- Did you say it? - No, I didn't say it!

I was angry.

You've always valued my counsel.

Yes.

But unlike you...