The Democratic Republic of Congo
is the scene of the worst humanitarian crisis in the world
according to the United Nations.
WOMAN: (ON TV) In what has been described as the world's
deadliest conflict since World War ll, millions of people have been killed.
Massacres and rape, routinely used as weapons of war,
have forced hundreds of thousands of people to flee their homes.
MAN: (ON TV) For years, the United Nations and non-governmental organizations, NGOs,
have been providing humanitarian relief in an increasingly unstable situation,
often requiring the presence of private security contractors
to ensure aid workers' safety.
The conflict is fuelled by the country's vast mineral wealth,
with all sides suspected of deliberately prolonging the violence
to plunder natural resources such as gold, diamonds,
copper, coltan, and other high-value minerals
to meet the growing demand of the Western world.
WOMAN: (ON TV) Despite calls for a ceasefire and the presence of UN peacekeepers,
a deteriorating humanitarian situation of poverty and corruption
jeopardize hopes of a lasting peace and reconstruction of the shattered nation.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Jimmy!
JIM: Hey. What are you drinking?
Oh, you guys look pretty tonight, but I got my gal over here.
I will buy you one.
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
Roger that, Jim. Hey, chief. Hey, what's happening?
We're up to here in mud out there. Jesus. So I shut down the site for tonight.
Will it be ready? ANNIE: There are not enough of us.
We have to meet the new Minister of Health. We need his support to train medical staff locally.
I will get a face-to-face meeting and we will go together.
Okay. I will email him now.
- Thank you. - Hey.
How are you? Good. Hey. How are you? What's up?
Where am I? Where do you want me?
Here. Uh, no. What are you having, Jim?
I will have a pretty little thing just like Annie's got here.
A blue one. A blue one, yeah.
Was there anything else, Annie? Um, yes, there was.
We also need to coordinate with local NGOs to distribute condoms outside....
...the clinics... Oh, man. Don't talk to me about condom distribution.
It's like rape promotion in these villages.
You might as well hand them out to the wild dogs.
And a great humanitarian, Mr. Terry Cox.
Wait a minute. How long we been friends? Twenty years?
I think that's the first time I have ever heard you call me a humanitarian.
MAN: (ON TV) Our main story from Africa,
where the Minister of Mining and Natural Resources of the Democratic Republic of Congo
has triggered a burst of reactions from the international community this afternoon
by announcing the decision to cancel
and renegotiate all pre-existing contracts with foreign mining companies.
With growing evidence of political corruption,
there are questions regarding the motivations behind this decision,
but the minister advocates the restricted...
(LAUGHS)
Good morning, honey. I have got to go to work.
Okey-dokey.
Really. We're short on staff. I have to. Okay, sweetheart. You've a good day at work. Let me go.
Don't you have to go to work, too? I think I got a couple of hours.
I got to grab some stuff from my place, and then get out to the site.
What are you doing over there?
Aren't you guys here to work for us? To protect us?
I am your 24-hour personal bodyguard.
I am putting my meanest guys on the clinic tonight. You will be safe.
Oh.
Will you work late? I am hoping not.
I will see you later. Mmm-hmm.
See you later, Jim.
JIM: (ON RADIO) How we doing on the perimeter-fence check? Over.
REED: Perimeter checked and secured.
This security detail's getting boring. I can't wait to see some real action.
It's crazy hot out here tonight.
I have made sure that every checkpoint is resupplied with fresh water. Roger that.
I don't know about you, but I find it harder and harder to focus out here in this heat.
I have been letting the dehydration get to my memory so much,
I am having to start writing shit down just to remember to take a piss.
I was video-documenting on my cell phone earlier, like a goddamn wazoo.
Action at the gate. Sitrep.
REED: Roger. Two NGO vehicles on site.
Seems to be Felix's escort.
Felix and Cox jabbering. What do you figure that's all about at 2200 hours?
JIM: On my mark, switch to all freq 4. REED: Roger. Switching now.
JIM: Reed, Jim. Check. Lima Charlie to me.
I got a feeling we're going operational.
(CHATTERING)
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
(SIGHS)
Hey, Annie. Felix. Hello. Is he going to make it?
Till the next time. I need a break. Sure.
We have had five of those machete wounds today. We lost two. Another day in paradise.
Did you get us a meeting with the Minister of Health? Yeah.
9:00 tomorrow morning, you and I. FELIX: Happy?
Did you go to the airstrip tonight?
Just for a few minutes. Administrative.
Did you see Jim?
I didn't speak to him. I didn't want to bother him.
They have got a big job out there, and I had a sense they'd go late.
He's a lucky man, Jim Terrier.
He's a hard man. If only you could love a soft one.
(CHUCKLES)
Can I drive you home?
Thanks, but I will wait for Jim. Okay.
There's plenty of work here for me to pass the time.
I only stopped by to ask you that. Mmm.
(CAR STARTS ENGINE)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Hey, Jim. Document this. Oh, Reed! Watch where you point that weapon, man.
Have some barrel control, man. All right, mates, here are your target packs.
COX: Drop that, Jimmy. This is Operation Calvary.
We insert as a team here, four degrees, 18 minutes south, 15 degrees, 18 minutes east.
Reed, you are Sierra 1, and you will be positioned here, in a third-floor apartment.
Two blocks down will be Bryson, Sierra 2, and Jim, Sierra 3.
You're the lucky one, Jim. Double bedroom at the Grand Hotel.
Reed, report. Tango 1 is completing a three-car convoy.
Fronting and backing vehicles are low profile, soft skins.
Target vehicle: B7 armored white, Toyota Land Cruiser.
The convoy will travel westbound down the boulevard.
He will hit a natural choke point, giving us three to five-second window of opportunity.
Yeah. You guys are already zeroed for ballistic advantage.
Your drop cards are adjusted to Kinshasa density altitude, right?
Roger that. Roger. Green light?
Felix will give the green light when he confirms the target is inbound.
Felix will also designate which of you shooters engages.
Any other questions? Extraction plan?
Once the hit occurs, the shooter, and the shooter only, is into the wind.
Off continent? COX: Yeah. We have a plane on standby.
That's how Felix wants it. Don't let the target escape the X.
FELIX: Sierra 3, copy.
Sierra 3, Lima Charlie.
Nice night in Kinshasa, huh?
(SIGHS) You are the designated trigger, Jim.
I had a feeling. Roger that.
Hey. I am here.
Look out for her for me, will you?
I will take care of Annie. You have my word, Jim.
FELIX: Calvary is confirmed.
COX: Stand by. Stand by. Confirm Tango 1 on the move.
Vehicle speed: 30 miles per hour. Rear right passenger seat.
Calvary is a go. Repeat. Calvary is a go. (COCKS GUN)
Stand by. Stand by. I have control.
(GUNSHOTS)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(EXHALES)
COX: Tango 1 down. Liftoff. Liftoff.
(CROWD SHOUTING)
See you later, Annie.
The latest reports from the Democratic Republic of Congo,
where the unclaimed assassination of the Minister of Mining
has triggered violent confrontations in the capital city of Kinshasa.
MAN: (ON TV) Across the country, clashes between government forces and rebels,
along with indiscriminate raids on civilian populations,
have started again with rising intensity.
A country already crippled by corruption in a decade of civil war
descends even further into chaos.
Bonjour.
(WHISTLES) Hey!
Shh...
(CHATTERING)
Hey!
MAN: Customs released the humanitarian aid cargo yesterday,
so we have just received this new shipment of rice, canned food, and medical supplies.
We need to extend our storage space
and we're running a little short on lumber, but it's not a problem.
We have also received the water pumps that Jim asked for,
so he can now finish setting up the water wells.
Jim, you're up, but you know this meeting is for department heads only.
Oh. Forgive the liberty. Eugene's my chainman.
Uh, we are loading up on the remaining pipe today, 150 feet of joint,
push on, hit our mark on well bore NLT this evening.
As you were. No later than this evening. We have CBM information? Eugene.
Sitrep. Coal bed methane rating is below standard
and presents no risk of contamination to the groundwater bed.
But lots of clean water for my people.
Thank you.
I got a couple of teenagers back home I'd like you to spend some time with.
Jim has many qualities, but we still have a security issue. Regarding surfing.
CAMILLE: Jim, come on. You have been here for over a year now.
You know security protocol apply to all staff.
Is that a new shirt? Sorry. It's very pretty.
(LAUGHING)
(CHATTERING)
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
It's okay. It's okay.
I will pull it away.
(CRASHING)
Okay, just...
(GRUNTS)
(CHATTERING)
(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
(CROWD SCREAMING)
(SHOUTING IN FRENCH)
Jim.... Jim....
(SHOUTING)
(GUNSHOT) Jim....
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
JIM: Eugene, stop.
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTS) (GUNSHOT)
- Are there any more? - No.
Are you okay? Eugene, are you okay? You sure? Yeah.
(PANTING)
Okay, Eugene, listen to me, you did the right thing.
You hear me? You did the right thing. And now you're going to do more, okay?
Come on. Get all of our people back to the compound.
Tell Camille to lock down all projects and all AOs.
I am going to send a cab back to the compound. Have security just throw my ruck over the wall.
Nobody goes outside. Then, tomorrow, when it's safe,
have all the nationals reabsorb into the community, go to emergency evac plan for the expats.
Are you all right? Yeah.
JIM: Are the keys in the Rover? Yeah.
Okay. Sure. Give that to security. Now can you do that?
I will take you to Kinshasa, Mr. Jim. No, no, no, Eugene.
You have got to do what I asked you to do because you're the one who can do it.
You understand? Okay. I have got a lot of respect for you, young man.
You saved my life. I will never forget that.
(EXHALES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
FELIX: Sierra 3, come in. Sierra 3.
COX: Don't let the target escape the X.
(CLICKS GUN)
(EXHALES)
COX: Stand by. Stand by. Confirm Tango 1 on the move.
Calvary is a go.
(GUNSHOT) (GLASS SHATTERING)
WOMAN: ...and the crew, we'd like to welcome you aboard this flight to London.
(CHATTERING)
Thank you. Thank you. Hey. Jim Terrier. Terry.
(LAUGHS)
For fuck's sake. Oh, man. I heard you were living in London all this time.
You don't call, you don't write. Yeah. Please, will you sit down?
I am surprised that they let you in, looking like that.
Do you want a drink? No, thanks.
Yeah, no, I was living in London for several years after our escapade in Congo.
Not a proud moment, and I guess I felt awkward reaching out.
Well, you always worried too much, Jim. The past is the past, my friend.
I see you lost the mustache. Looks good. I never cared for the mustache on you.
Boy, these are nice digs. You have done well, huh? Me? Well, yeah.
Company's expanded since you retired, went multinational.
Provides much more extensive services now in machinery, weaponry, expertise.
I don't know about you, I just seem to travel all the time.
Branches worldwide. You see, no more Kevlar vests for me.
I went from killer to cashier. Don't tell anyone.
You look worried, Jim. What is it?
Terry, who all knew about Project Calvary? Why do you want to dig up that history?
I was in Congo for the last year.
Yesterday, three indigs came after me, specifically after me.
Specifically after you?
That's not good. Well, for all our sakes, I hope you're wrong.
Who knew about Calvary? You, me, Reed, and Bryson. But we're all brothers.
The clients knew, of course, but who they were, I don't know.
I mean, mining corporations, politicians...
That information was way above my pay grade back then.
Felix Marti was the only civilian who knew about it.
He was the only direct contact with the clients.
I think if your gut instinct is that this trouble is related to Calvary,
then we should both track down Felix Marti, find out who's behind it.
The last I heard, he was back in Barcelona.
I think I should track down Reed and Bryson and give them the heads up.
I think they might be operating still.
We should keep in contact about this. How can I reach you? I will call you.
You keep your eyes open because they could be coming after you, too.
MAN: Terrier just walked out of the company's building.
Heading west towards the junction. North side.
Crossing the street now.
Sunglasses, parka, camo backpack. Oscar 1, he's coming your way.
He's ex-Special Forces. Don't tail him too close. He could spot you.
He's heading for the subway. Stay with him? Negative.
Stand down. We will take it from here.
(TV PLAYING)
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
Did you come alone? Well, what do you think?
How long have you known me? I mean, you're sure you weren't followed?
After I received your message, I caught two tubes,
walked twice round Victoria Park, like a fucking lunatic. What's going on?
(MAN SHOUTING)
Jim, they're brain dead. They only care about the match.
Three pipe-hitters just tried to take me down in Congo, Stan. Fuck me.
What makes you think they were after you?
It's the Congo, for fuck's sake. What do you expect?
If we were to drop into Liberia tomorrow, there'd be one or two feisty campers
who'd want to kick the shit out of most white blokes. It wasn't regular army, Stanley.
It wasn't rebels, it wasn't FARDC. (BANGING)
All right. All right? Fucking cupcake.
You're paranoid? Yeah.
Somebody wanted 50 ccs of me for proof of kill. Is that paranoid?
Whoever it is that sent those hitters, they have figured out by now that I am still alive.
I need to find out who wants me dead before they find me again.
Well, Jim, I will put you up for a job, right, keep you off the grid.
It's black work, your type... No, I don't do that anymore.
You don't do that anymore? What the fuck do you want me to do?
I just want you to keep your ear to the ground, find out who's using SCARs,
who's offering jobs in Congo, who's asking questions about me.
I got to find out why after all this time.
I talked to Cox. He hadn't heard anything.
I want to go to Barcelona and get to Felix. Maybe he knows.
Now, get me set up. I just need 24 to 48 hours, then I will bump.
I need you to set me up with a kit.
You get compromised, and I fucking go down with you,
and I am just beginning to enjoy my pathetic little life here.
Fucking... Drop me out, will you, mate? That's twice you have done that now.
Fucking shut up, granddad. It's only a fucking pint.
You want some, I will give it to you. Fucking.... Granddad.
(CROWD SHOUTING)
Okay. Okay, I am going to get my jacket.
Call the fucking pigs!
STANLEY: Look at the fucking state of me. Every fucking time, you have to chin someone.
You will end up doing plenty of fucking time.
I only wanted to see the fucking game.
Jim?
(PANTING)
(FAINTLY) Are you all right?
(VOMITS) Jim, come here. Come here.
Something's wrong. Oh. My head. Jim, you all right? My head.
I have got you. I have got you. (GROANS)
Oh, fuck. (FAINTLY) Jim? I have got you.
DOCTOR: Mr. Terrier. The dizziness that you described,
have you had these episodes before? (STANLEY EXHALES)
Chronic headaches, balance, coordination issues?
Headaches only. Headaches. I don't sleep well. Memory? Any significant head trauma?
Significant head trauma? No. I forget things sometimes.
I have to take notes to remember details. What's the scar above your right eye?
Uh, shrapnel. What was the cause of the shrapnel injury?
IED. Oh, so nothing significant, then. (STANLEY SCOFFS)
Have you spent a lot of time near artillery or loud concussive blasts?
I suppose so, yeah. Do you get mood swings, short temper?
I will attest to that. (CHUCKLES)
Right. What we're looking at here, you see this?
All this red area here, that is amyloid plaque buildup.
It's actually toxic to your brain, and it's quite significant.
Now, normally, this would indicate early Alzheimer's,
but given the nature of your collapse tonight and your history,
I'd say what this tells me is you're suffering from post-concussion syndrome.
It's head trauma of a cumulative nature.
Now I certainly hope you live a very long life, but this is a serious condition.
This can lead to memory loss, chronic depression, sometimes suicidal thoughts.
Have you ever... No. No, I mean... No. Just the headaches.
So, what, I take drugs for this or...
Well, I can prescribe you a specific treatment for the headaches,
but for the condition itself, unfortunately, no, there's no drugs. Just take care of your mind.
Certainly avoid anything strenuous on your head, like rough sports, loud concerts, East End pubs...
Seriously, though, any more stresses like this, and that is going to get worse.
Can you hold that for a second?
That's really healthy.
I am going to Barcelona with or without your help, Stan. Here.
You're going to Barcelona when you know it's an insane thing to do.
You didn't listen to what the doc said, did you?
And you ain't done this job for a long old time, mate.
Just get me a safe place in Barcelona. No. But you're my friend.
Yeah. And as your friend, I don't want to see you dead in the gutter
with a bullet in the back of your fucking head.
You can't even catch a fucking lighter.
Okay, once in Barcelona, if I put down my credit card, put my name on a hotel registry,
they're going to be onto me, and that will be on you.
What, you're going to play that fucking card with me now?
I got to go, Stan. Do you hear me? I got to go.
You know what?
Here. I don't want it. Well, fuck it, then. You're out of your fucking mind.
If that's what you want, I will set it up for you. I will call you in the morning.
STANLEY: Jim, you know what? I don't think you should go on your own.
Why should you have all the fun while I am stuck here?
I will fly out after you in case you need some backup.
I have got some contacts in Barcelona, friends of mine, ex-Spanish Legion,
old dogs like me. No one pays attention to them anymore.
They will take good care of you, get you a place, a car, everything you need.
You will be safe.
(CHILDREN SHOUTING)
(LAUGHING)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(CHATTERING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
FELIX: What I will tell you, and what I think all of our panelists are indicating,
is that we must combine and target our efforts with the goal of long-term societal...
FELIX: (ON RADIO) Sierra 3, copy.
(GUNSHOT)
COX: Once the hit occurs, the shooter, and the shooter only, is into the wind.
JIM: Off continent? COX: Yeah, that's how Felix wants it.
FELIX: The private sector can no longer think only vertically,
and the aid sector can no longer exist with solely horizontal humanitarianism.
What we need, what we really need here... Is money.
I was going to say,
sir.....
...is balance.
Balance, uh...
Uh...
(NERVOUSLY) When our mission is of greater
service to ourselves than to our clients or beneficiaries, then we're destined to failure.
It's balance. It's balance.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You're in Spain. And you're in a swanky suit.
Jim, why are you here?
I think you know. No, I don't. Believe me. I don't. What can I do for you?
Someone tried to kill me three days ago in Congo.
Oh, wow. What is that, your book title? It's pretty good, actually.
You're all writing memoirs these days.
But why were you in Congo? Why? Didn't we do them enough harm?
I was drilling wells.
I was working for an NGO.
Really? Yeah, really. Not all of us want to turn our sin into profit.
Really?
Well, let me tell you, I don't believe a word you're saying.
I believe you're here because you think Annie will leave me to be with you.
And I would be most welcoming
of the humiliation you would suffer in attempting to take her. Is that clear?
She is a remarkable woman, Jim. Remarkable.
But when you told me to look after her,
you didn't actually expect her to wait for a man who walked away?
She's my wife, and she will remain so.
That said, we can play along in this fairy tale, but then why would I...
Don't fuck with me, Felix. We were all part of the operation.
I mean, you did your part, I did mine. We all found a way to justify it.
Listen, it's been many years since I spoke to anybody we worked with back then.
I am running my own place here now, as you can see. I am running my own enterprise.
And neither of us can afford to do anything but forget that project.
It never happened. That's the way you want to play it, Felix?
With me?
Oh, God. Okay, okay, this is what I will do for you, soldier boy.
I will go to some of my stateside sources, and I will find out what I can.
And whatever I find, I will give to you, okay?
We're going to start over again here, Jim. Yeah, civilly.
Join Annie and I for dinner tonight. Murgola Restaurant? 10:00 p.m.
I am sure she'd love to see you.
I came here to talk to you. If that were the case, you'd have called.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
Jim! Welcome.
Sit down.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
He didn't...
You didn't tell her. No, I didn't tell her. It was a surprise.
As it was a surprise for me to see you this afternoon.
What are you doing here?
FELIX: Our old friend has had some, what, trouble back in the stomping grounds.
And you know what? I have a lot of information for you. For both of us, actually.
But before any of that, we have a surprise, right, we'd like to share with him?
We have champagne. Felix, stop. Felix, what? Felix, what?
Pretty soon, we will be saying, "Felix Junior, stop." Stop!
FELIX: What? What happened? What... Sorry. Am I missing anything?
Why is everyone so tense? I mean...
...if you think of the coincidence of all of this, you should not be tense.
A dear and old friend arrives in town
just as we are formalizing the adoption of our first child.
I think it's a reason enough to... Stop.
Sit down. You're humiliating me. No, the way you stared at him humiliates you.
Enough. That's enough.
(CROWD GASPS)
(LAUGHS)
Proud of yourself?
(SIGHS)
Annie!
- Annie! - Annie...
Please. Just wait one second. What? What? What are you doing here?
I thought you knew.
That you were here in Barcelona, huh? That you were coming to dinner?
I am sorry.
It's easy to say now, isn't it, James?
Just tell Felix if he still wants to give me the information that he got,
I will be at 93 Calle Hercules, apartment 4D.
(EXHALES)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(KNOCKING CONTINUES)
(MOANS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You moved back to London?
Yeah. But I had been in DRC, where I spent the past year, helping out,
following your lead.
Don't.
(SIGHS) You come here and you want to talk about eight years ago.
(SIGHS)
Really, Jim, what did you think was going to happen? You coming here?
I came back here because somebody's trying to kill me,
and it's got to do with what happened that made me have to leave in the first place.
And what was that, Jim?
(LAUGHING) Of course.
You never told me about what you did then, so why would you start now?
I had to leave. I had no choice.
And I don't need an explanation. I really don't. We are different people now.
I am trying to be.
What do you see in him?
(EXHALES) If a firefighter saves you from a fire, there is a debt.
Felix was there for me when you disappeared. He did everything he could to protect me.
I have tried to pay the debt with marriage. I am still paying, and he's still collecting.
Felix asked me to come.
He is apologetic for what happened,
and he seems to think the information he has for you is important.
This is the address of our home in the country.
Join us for lunch tomorrow at 2:00?
Yeah. (DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
Peek-a-boo.....
(LAUGHING)
Romeo. Romeo. Romeo. Annie said you wanted to see me.
Let's go inside. It took me a few phone calls, but I managed to dig up some interesting stuff.
Yeah, it seems you may be right.
There is something going on in connection with what we did back then.
What is that?
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Ah. (VIBRATING CONTINUES)
Do you want to get that? No, no, no, no.
I think it's more important we finish our conversation.
Do you... Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No, I am not hungry. Okay.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING) Stop. Stop.
Will you stop, please? Come on... Will Annie be joining us?
Annie... Annie is riding, always with her horses.
What were we talking about? Uh... Yes, for you to be a target,
you must have more information than just your memory, right, Jim?
What do you keep? A diary? Do you keep a diary? A diary of the horror we created?
With the blood of all these women and grandpas and all those baby ones, little ones,
floating in the river beside their toys. And you keep a diary of that?
We have to look forward, Jim.
Looking back, all we're doing is fucking and killing like animals.
And you know a lot about that, especially about fucking and killing.
I am going to get a shower. Yeah, you better get a shower.
Right, Jim?
(SIGHS)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(POURING DRINK)
You asked me here to give me some information, so give me the fucking information.
Here's the information, right here.
(STAMMERING) It appears your old friends and me are on a congressional subpoena list.
It shouldn't be long before we have Interpol on our backs.
"Into events in Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo in 2006."
Well, that was only a matter of time.
I see Cox is on the list. What about Reed and Bryson?
Well, that's an interesting part of the story.
I found obituaries for both Reed and Bryson.
Of the three shooters, you're the only one left.
What are you looking at?
Huh? Oh. Do you remember Stan Edgerton?
Who? My friend Stanley. You met him. No, I don't recall.
He worked with the company with Cox and I before Congo.
We did joint taskforce in Liberia. He happened to be in Barcelona.
And I hope you don't mind, I gave him your address.
He's going to come out here and we're going to go hunting from here.
Hunting? For what?
Whatever's in season. I just need to shoot something.
They should be here any minute now. But when are they...
(CLANGING)
(STAMMERING) But who...
They? Who are they?
They, Stan and a couple of U.S. Marines from the embassy who had a day off
and wanted to shoot something, too. No. I can't believe it.
You all right?
Okay. Uh...
Fine.
(CHUCKLING) Hmm?
Are you trying to say something?
You're saying what? We have to go. It's all fucked now.
I should use the bathroom. Do you mind? Why would I mind?
I am feeling the balance might be lost.
Where is it, now? Okay.
Fuck.
What did you tell them? That my friends were coming with a car full of guns?
What did you think would happen when you asked me to get information?
You cannot take her. (FELIX PANTING)
FELIX: She's mine. She's my wife.
Ask her, who was there for her?
Why did you come back into our lives, Jim? Why? Get up. Move. Come on.
I can't let you take her away from me. Which way? Annie? What's going on?
Annie! FELIX: She's my wife. She's my wife.
Get dressed. Get dressed. You got to get dressed.
Darling. Felix? What happened to your face? Annie, no! What did you do to him?
No. Get your clothes on, now. Get your clothes on.
Yes, get dressed. For Christ's sake, get dressed.
Will someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?
He set me up, but he's too drunk to understand they're going to try to kill all of us. Kill?
They were going to take him when he left the house, but he fucked it all up for hunting.
There's nobody coming, Felix. No hunting party. (LAUGHING)
How many are there? How many? How many?
What difference does it make now, Jim? What difference does it make?
Felix, what did you do? What did you do? Annie, get down!
Listen, we are going to be attacked.
I got to get us out of here. Just do what I say. Do you understand? Just do what I say. Where are.
FELIX: Jim. Annie.
Wasn't this what you both always wanted? I mean, you made it.
You're finally back together. You may well have children together.
That would be heaven. But you were right... Felix, we got to go.
Hell. Hell don't forget us. It's in our hands.
Okay, okay, we will do all that later. It's on our hands, James.
Stop, Felix! We have got to go! You're never going to be happy, Jim.
Stay down. And I am sorry to tell you now.
This hell we created is going to be with you always! Get down.
We will never be able to leave this life. Get down.
Or do you think you can escape it? Felix. Get down! Get down! I don't think so.
Let the real hunt begin!
(GUNSHOT) (GLASS SHATTERING)
(ANNIE SCREAMING)
Fuck it.
(ANNIE CRYING)
To happiness.
To your goddamn fucking happiness.
JIM: Felix, don't!
Felix! (GUNSHOT)
(GLASS SHATTERING) (SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOTS)
Felix. Felix.
Annie, he's gone. There's nothing you can do for him.
They're going to come for us. We have got to go.
Now.
MAN: (ON RADIO) Bravo Team to leader. We're moving in.
Stay close.
(CRYING) Stay calm. Calm.
Stay there. Stay there. (ANNIE CRYING)
JIM: Annie, do you have another car? Shit.
Come on. We got to go. Come on. Come on!
(SCREAMING)
(WHIMPERING)
REINIGER: (ON RADIO) Master bedroom clear.
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
SHOOTER: Main floor is clear.
(HORSE NEIGHING) (MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(GUNSHOT) (GROANS)
(NEIGHING)
(DOOR OPENS)
(METAL CLANGS)
(GUNSHOTS) (SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOTS)
Go!
Circle them. Go to the other side.
(SCREAMING)
Come on.
Jim Terrier, I heard great things about you. You were quite a marksman back in the day.
It seems you haven't lost your touch.
SHOOTER: (ON RADIO) They're trapped in the bathroom.
Copy that. I am heading to the roof. REINIGER: I know every room in this house.
You have one skylight, this door.
You have got nowhere to go. And I know you're not alone.
His wife is with you, Annie. We just want you, not her.
So give yourself up, and we will let the girl go.
You care for her, no? Open the door and she will walk away from this.
JIM: Who sent you? Who do you work for? Why?
You wonder why your past comes back to haunt you?
I guess your little bitch must be wondering how she got caught up in that slaughter, too.
And now you're ready to sacrifice an innocent woman?
(ANNIE SCREAMING)
Okay. Okay.
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GUNSHOTS)
(STARTS ENGINE)
(GUNSHOTS)
We need to change cars. They will be all over us.
It's in here. It belongs to a farmer, a friend of Felix.
Felix always wanted to buy this car, but he wouldn't sell it.
Hope it runs as good as it looks.
Who are these people, huh? What's going on, Jim?
What was Felix talking about? Felix was drunk. He was delusional.
Don't lie to me!
(STARTS ENGINE) I am not moving until you explain.
Tell me, Jim.
Please.
(STOPS ENGINE)
(SIGHS)
We did some bad things.
I did some bad things.
Tell me.
Cox,
me,
a couple of others from the company.
We weren't just laying an airfield and doing protection for an NGO.
We had...
...a parallel contract with a mining interest. Felix was the liaison.
We were supplying arms to the rebels, training.
The company would get its piece of the pie from the resources.
It should have been a clean contract, but....
....it didn't work out that way.
And why did you leave me?
It was me.
I am the one that killed the Mining Minister.
The contract with the company
dictated that the shooter leave the continent, so I left the continent.
I thought I'd come back, I thought things would improve, but they didn't.
I watched the event playing out on TV, tried to reach you.
Felix told me you were safe.
And I just couldn't...
I felt so trapped. Annie...
I thought about you every second. I know I abandoned you.
It's the biggest mistake I ever made. I just... I couldn't face you after that.
But I loved you every second.
I can't ask you to forgive me. I can't expect anything.
What about now?
I have to get some things from the apartment,
and then we will go someplace where I can hide you. A safe place.
Okay, slide over.
Okay, you're going to drive in circles.
Four right turns, turn around, four left turns. Just keep doing that.
If anyone looks at you too long, you leave me.
Okay? If you don't hear from me in 15 minutes, you leave me.
- Go. Go. - Go, go.
(CLICKS)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(UNLOCKS)
(EXPLODING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(CLATTERING)
(GASPS) Jim.
Drive.
ANNIE: What happened? JIM: Nothing to worry about.
Just drive until you can't drive anymore. I have a friend who's going to help us.
(SIREN BLARING)
You must be Annie. Come here.
Meet Stanley.
Oh...
What? I told you I couldn't leave you on your own.
Right, there's mange and vino in there. I will hide the car.
STANLEY: You're lucky I have got lots of friends in Spain.
STANLEY: Now... I am going to go.
STANLEY: Night, darling. ANNIE: Good night.
(SOBBING)
You got to go back home, Jim, notify Interpol or the DOJ,
tell them exactly where you are.
Call your attorney. Turn yourself over to him. It's the one shot you got.
It's the one shot she's got. I got three dead in the DRC,
another five or six at Felix's house in the country, and then two, boom, in Barcelona,
most likely Spanish citizens, killed by an American in Spain.
All Spanish. Hmm.
(SIGHS) All right, here's what I have found.
The company's got an LLC,
some kind of fucking import/export cover called Aquila Corp. It's running their black ops.
They're using a lot of Spaniards because it's operating out of Gibraltar.
Oh, I got another one for you. It's managed by your friend, Cox.
Word is, the company's in line for a new deal. Pentagon-size shit, you know.
Anything resurfacing from the past, any indictment, will fuck them right up.
So they're clearing house. Mmm. And you're first in line with Bryson and Reed.
Two down, one to fucking go. With Felix dead, guess who stays in the game?
(GRUNTS)
(EXHALES)
I got you a clean car.
Catch. (CHUCKLES)
Here you are. It's parked 'round the side.
(EXHALES)
Jim, you all right?
Yeah. You sure? Yeah, I am okay.
Get her to the police and get yourself out of Dodge.
If the shit goes down, you haven't heard from me.
Well, you let me hear from you.
Come on. You call me, right? Yeah.
STANLEY: You have got a long drive ahead of you.
You're already exhausted. You're sick. So don't do anything stupid.
Don't expect a friendly welcome anymore.
(CLICKS)
BARNES: Need a light?
(CLICKS)
Mind if I sit down?
I think I might have one with you.
You ever have one of those days when every law is Murphy's Law? Hmm?
Everything's going wrong and everybody wants to kill you for something.
You know, my wife's been on me for weeks now
to finish this tree house in the garden for the kids, you know.
One bloody tree and about 30 inches where I can get the ladder in
before I run into my wife's garden.
(LAUGHS)
You a tourist? Something like that.
Yeah.
Got some heavy shit going on up there today.
Is that right? Oh, yeah.
One of the companies in that building got a surprise visit from Interpol.
You know Interpol?
You know, I think if I went home right now (EXHALES)
and, with the little space that I have got, but I put my mind to it,
I could finish that tree house lickety-split, you know?
Sometimes we make our problems bigger
when we put off doing it the right way the first time round.
Then they just get harder and harder to face.
You think? I do.
And guess what? I think a smart bloke like you thinks so, too.
Here's what I am going to do.
Because I am sure you have got your own tree house to build,
but if you ever want to build one together,
let me know.
And by the way, if I were you, I wouldn't play in that tree house today.
Termites. And they want to bite off more than your hand.
Get my drift, cowboy?
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
WOMAN: (ON PHONE) Aquila Corp. JIM: Terrance Cox's office, please.
WOMAN: Putting you through.
(PHONE RINGING)
Terrance Cox's office. How may I help you? JIM: Give Mr. Cox the following message.
Tell him JT will meet him at the Oceana Aquarium in one hour. One hour.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
(COX CHUCKLING) It's good to see you, Jim.
I understand it's been a rough couple of days.
For me or for you? That's a good question.
Seems like the past has got us by the short hairs. C'est la vie, huh?
We made some choices then. We have to make some new ones now.
Walk with me.
Oh! (LAUGHING)
Terry Cox, my goodness. I did the same thing.
Have you brought the children back for more?
Hello, Ruth. No. No children today.
Our kids play together. They love the sharks. (GRUNTS)
Think I am going soft, digging wells? You think I am fucking stupid, Terry?
JIM: You set me up! You forgotten we trained together?
(GRUNTS)
Ruth?
(VOMITS)
(COUGHING)
I didn't want to do this kind of shit anymore!
For somebody who doesn't want to do this kind of shit anymore,
your kill ratio's pretty fucking high.
Terry, just you and me, how do we fix this?
Fix this?
(REINIGER TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
REINIGER: Ruth.
REINIGER: All right, let's move. They can't be very far.
We will go all the way around the aquarium.
You take the main entrance. Let's go. Go!
I am wondering what exactly it is you want to fix, Jim.
I did everything I could to clean up after Calvary.
Personally, I don't think the pieces can be put together,
legally, I mean, but it's not my call.
Interpol?
Congressional hearings? The subpoena?
That's a bit cumbersome, isn't it?
But with Reed and Bryson in the ground, I can see the company's perspective.
You're the last objective. You are the last real threat on the table. Yeah, lucky me.
You were the team leader, Terry. Why just Bryson, Reed, and me?
(STAMMERING) I don't know. I think the company values my consistency.
You do play the numbers.
Yeah. Let me ask you, what does humanity pay a well-intentioned well digger these days?
Or is that a penance, Saint Jim?
JIM: Do you ever think about... Do you ever reflect on what we do?
You're still living the dream, huh, Jim? War and peace.
Fucking joke.
(LAUGHING) Did you think you'd find peace being peaceful, Jim?
You crack me up.
There's war and there's purpose. Expand territory, access vital resources.
Don't slip, now.
(COX LAUGHING)
You and me, we're war fighters, mate. We have served a grander purpose, haven't we?
War fighters execute the will of faceless power, the unknown.
(GROANING)
You don't look well, Jim.
You don't want to do this shit anymore? You don't have to stay in this fight.
At a certain point, you have got to stop the pain,
die like a soldier, make the ultimate sacrifice. I can see you're there.
I see it in your eyes. I have seen it before.
You want out.
What you got there, Jim?
JIM: Those are the tail numbers.
I have the manifest to every plane, every weapon we flew in, every asset we flew out.
I also kept things on Project Calvary.
So what you going to do with this?
Give it to a newspaper, put it online, or some wazoo shit like that?
You could have given this to those agents.
You could have told them everything, but you didn't do that.
Why? Because it would destroy...
Ah! (LAUGHS)
Because it would destroy you,
and then you wouldn't be able to ride off into the night with the damaged goods.
The damaged goods, no? No? You... Oh, dear.
I am sorry to tell you this. You really don't know what happened to your little lady friend
when the raids came in after you left her in the DRC.
Wild dogs, Jim. Wild dogs.
(GUNSHOT) (SCREAMS)
Fuck! You fucker!
I really struggled with this, mate. I had no choice.
I have got a job to do. It's just part of the job.
You kill me, the job will still get done.
Then we have got nothing left to talk about.
(GUNSHOTS)
(GRUNTS)
You okay? Just fucking get him!
(PANTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(HORN HONKING)
(COUGHS)
(GROANS)
(DIALING PHONE)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
COX: Jim Terrier. I was expecting your call.
Have a word with your friend, Stanley.
(STANLEY GROANS)
Come on, mate. Spit it out.
We have been going at him for a while here, Jim. Man hasn't said a word, not a thing.
That's loyalty for you. For a fellow who gets paid to kill people, he's a stand-up guy.
You have a go with him, Jim.
Stan.
Stanley. (EXHALES)
Do something for me, Jim.
Kill this bastard. Now I don't think that's a very nice thing to say, Stanley.
(GUNSHOT)
(WHIMPERS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
By the way, that little notebook that you left behind in Gibraltar,
don't worry about that, I picked that up for you.
You know what? That's how we found this place.
How nice of you to have written down the address.
You're way more fucked up than I thought, Jim. I mean, there's nothing left of you, is there?
Who do you want to talk to next? You want to talk to your girlfriend?
Here she is. Come on, Annie.
JIM: Annie, can you hear me? Annie, it's me.
Annie... (ANNIE GROANING)
Annie. Talk to me, Annie. Are you okay?
Annie?
(WHIMPERING)
(GASPING)
JIM: You motherfucker. You motherfucker.
Here it is, Jim. You come back here, I will give you Annie.
You know where we are, or did you forget that, too?
(SNIFFS) You're going to meet me out in a public place, right out in the open.
Why would I do that, Jim? JIM: Why would you do that?
Take a look at your phone. I am going to send you a little something, okay?
(BEEPS)
COX: ...advantage.
Your drop cards are adjusted to Kinshasa density altitude, right?
Felix will give the green light when he confirms the target is inbound.
Felix will also designate which of you shooters engages.
Don't let the target escape the X.
JIM: Okay, so here's what's going to happen.
You want that video file, you want my notebooks,
you're going to meet me in a public place, and you're going to bring her.
If you don't, I am going to throw it out in the street
where everyone in the world can see it.
Do you understand? I don't give a fuck how wazoo that sounds.
Where at? (CROWD CHEERING)
(SHOUTS)
(DIALS PHONE)
This is Barnes. If you're still interested in building a tree house, I could use another hammer.
Where are you?
Anything? Nada.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
I hope you're here. JIM: What did you shoot her up with?
Well, she's tired. It's a very hot day. I have what you want.
He can see us. Bring it here, the girl walks.
No, send her out now, alone, and then I will give you what you want.
We have a seat here for you, Jim. We're not going to do anything in public.
I will. Last chance. Send her out. (HANGS UP PHONE) Jim...
I got him. Just opposite from here. He's walking out.
REINIGER: Don't lose him.
MAN: Heading downstairs. Should intercept him in the gallery.
REINIGER: Can you see him? MAN: Affirmative.
REINIGER: Report. Where are you?
I am right behind him.
Heading towards the stalls. MAN 2: Copy that.
I will meet you there.
(CROWD CHEERING)
He's heading to the corral.
(GRUNTING)
(CHOKING)
(GRUNTS)
MAN 2: Target's in the corral. Over. Stay with the target. Shoot him on sight.
(BULLS BELLOWING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTING)
(STATIC SOUND)
(GROANS)
(SNORTS)
(CLATTERING)
Man down. In pursuit of target.
Reiniger, Reiniger. Where are you?
Shit!
(CROWD SHOUTING)
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(COCKS GUN)
(GUNSHOTS)
(GRUNTING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(PANTING)
(CROWD SHOUTING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(SCREAMS)
(GAGGING)
(BELLOWING)
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)
(PANTING)
(GASPING)
- Annie. Jim! - Annie.
Come on. Grab my hand.
Don't move! Don't move, Annie.
(PANTING)
Jim. Give me the documents, Jim. The documents, or I kill her.
Jim?
(GUNSHOTS) (GROANING)
Annie. Jim. JIM: Use the rope.
(GROANING)
JIM: Here. Jim. Hurry, Annie.
Come on. Come on.
Jim.
(SCREAMS)
(JIM BREATHING HEAVILY)
ANNIE: Are you okay?
(SHOUTING IN SPANISH)
ANNIE: (SHOUTING) Let me go! No!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Okay. Could you just pat my eyes or something?
JIM: Ah. Thank you.
Thank you. Thanks.
Where's Annie?
Do we need a lawyer, or should I start talking?
You have to assure me that nothing will happen to her.
She had nothing to do with any of it.
Jim, look, it's not her you should worry about.
We know she wasn't involved. She will be okay. You, that's another story.
We understand you have some information, material that we need.
You want to tell us what it is?
I have names, dates, video files.
I recorded virtually everything from the beginning of the operation.
I will cooperate.
I will explain everything we did.
You're making the right decision, Jim.
No doubt it's going to help you in court, but after what you have done,
you're going to serve time.
It's going to be tough, Jim.
MAN: (ON TV) The chairman of an international security company and the
CEO of one of the world's largest mining corporations
have been arrested on suspicion of involvement
in the assassination of Congo's Minister of Mining eight years ago.
The arrests, triggered by new evidence from a key witness to the killing,
were ordered by the International Court of Justice after a lengthy Interpol investigation.
No official statement has been released yet, but a source close to the investigation said
the case raises new questions about the covert methods used by multinationals
seeking to control natural resources in the developing world
regardless of the humanitarian consequences.
(CHATTERING)
Oh...
(BABY CRYING)
- One, two. - Okay.