I've hidden evidence in our room
under the floorboards.
When the authorities arrive,
i will claim that you've been
opposed to this attack from the start
and that you've been held here
against your will.
Aunt Simone!
Simone: Grab your daughter
and leave London...
Right now.
Wait, what are you doing?
Calling the police.
(Phone dialing)
Please, I'm trying to protect you.
Protect me? Protect me from what?
My mother.
No. No. No.
Please... Yasmin, get out!
(Screams, softly groans)
I'm so sorry.
Somebody help!
Yasmin, wait!
(Horn blaring)
Simone, your instinct was to
protect your family members
from what your mother is doing today.
Right now you're the only person
that can stop this from happening.
Your mother's targeting you with a drone. No!
They're evacuating.
They may have gotten Simone out already.
Fire anyway.
Adrian (Distorted): You said you were going to
stop your analyst.
If he sees those partitions,
he's going to know that you're
the source of intel I've been sending to China.
You've been well-paid.
Sort it out.
Is there someone you can send me?
A cleaner?
(Siren blaring)
(Muted gunshot)
We know about your wife's history with Bauer.
I understand why a man like you
would take actions against a rival...
Leave my wife out of this.
Stolnavich: If I'm not mistaken, forging
a president's signature would be considered
an act of treason. Mark: Bauer's in the field,
under presidential order.
I couldn't get my hands on him if I wanted to.
So, what are you saying, now?
Once Bauer serves his purpose...
Everyone gets what they want.
I didn't think you were man enough to make this call.
Heller: You gave me a deadline.
Asked me to surrender myself to you.
Surrender yourself to me
on the terms I set out...
And you have my word,
this will be over.
Nobody else will die.
Doctor: Patient is still unresponsive,
we need to intubate.
O.R. is ready, doctor.
How is she?
Oh, she took a turn for the worst
just before we got here. Doctor?
She's in a critical condition.
Extradural hemorrhage; That's swelling of the brain.
I know what it is.
We need to talk to her.
That won't be possible.
Not for a while.
We need to induce a coma
and drill a hole in her skull to reduce the pressure.
Okay. This girl is the only chance we have at finding
her mother and preventing another terrorist attack.
Perhaps that's so, but... it doesn't change the prognosis.
Is there any way to wake her up
after you drill the hole,
with adrenaline or something?
A high dose of flumazenil
might wake her up for a few minutes,
but it'll also kill her.
We need to stabilize her first.
How long is that gonna take?
An hour, maybe two.
Keep me posted.
Right.
(Grunts)
Hurry...
We don't have much time.
(Grunts)
We really should get moving, mother.
I just had a very interesting call.
About Simone?
No word on Simone.
We just have to assume the worst:
She's still alive and may betray us.
That's why we have to leave immediately.
The call...
Was from president Heller.
He said he'll
surrender himself...
If we destroy the drones.
That's a lie.
It's a trick of some sort.
Perhaps. Perhaps not.
When you posted the video online,
you said he would never agree to the demands.
I didn't think he would.
Maybe I was wrong.
Well, even if he is serious,
would you actually destroy the drones?
We've been planning this for so long.
If a murderer like Heller can keep his word...
Then so can I.
We'll discuss it on the way.
(Car door opens)
Here,
give me the device.
(Engine starts)
(Car door closes)
(Phone rings)
Go ahead.
Jack, it's Kate.
Simone's not good.
The doctor's inducing a coma;
he says if we try to wake her, she'll die.
Yeah, but we're running out of time. Yeah, I know.
What did the president want to see you about?
I don't know yet. Look, you need to
push the doctor, do you understand me?
We need Simone awake.
If she dies, so be it.
Assassin: What?
Is it done?
I'm not certain.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I don't think my shot killed him,
but I'm sure he's wounded.
The longer he's out there,
the more likely it is he'll figure out
what I've done,
and I cannot afford that.
That means, neither can you,
do you understand me?
Yeah. I understand.
Then make sure he's dead.
(Closes phone)
(Siren blaring)
(Panting)
Mr. president.
Jack,
I understand we're running out of options.
We're not giving up, sir.
But there's no real reason to be optimistic.
The percentages are not in our favor,
Mr. president, I'm sorry.
Don't apologize, Jack.
You're the only one to even come close
to catching Al-harazi.
Sit down.
I need you to do something for me, Jack,
something you're not gonna want to do.
Mr. president,
I'll do whatever you need.
A few minutes ago,
I spoke directly to margot Al-harazi.
This is a recording
of the relevant part.
(Keyboard clicks)
My offer is simple...
I'll surrender myself to you
at a time and place of your choosing.
In return...
You agree to destroy all of the stolen drones.
Dump them in the channel, off of Dover,
where we can verify their destruction.
I don't believe you're serious.
Heller: You claim to abhor
the shedding of innocent blood.
Prove it.
Shed mine.
Be at wembley stadium,
in the center of the pitch...
By 7 P.M.
Alone.
Heller: I'll be there... but
I want you to swear on the soul of your husband.
I swear on the soul of my husband...
I will destroy the drones...
Once you are dead.
We have an agreement.
I'll be there.
(Sighs)
Sir, I won't presume to lecture you...
But as a matter of national policy,
the United States does not negotiate with terrorists.
This is not a national policy issue.
This is my letter of resignation,
effective in an hour.
That makes this
a personal decision, not an act of state.
Mr. president, there has to be another way.
I'm listening, Jack.
(Quickly sighs)
What if she doesn't keep her word?
Then the world will peg her as a...
Liar and a hypocrite.
It'll discredit her...
And everything she stands for.
Sir, I admire your willingness...
To sacrifice yourself in order to
resolve this situation.
But, no, I will not be a part of this.
We are still running the numbers--
there is still time
and there is still a chance
to stop this from happening.
I'm sorry, Mr. president.
Jack!
I've been diagnosed with Alzheimer's.
I've known it for six months.
And in another year...
I won't recognize one face in the room.
It's just a matter of time
before it becomes public knowledge.
Then I will be forced...
To retire.
Mr. president, this isn't just about you.
(Screaming): I know it's not just about me!
It's about those dead bodies
in the hospital parking lot.
It's about the thousands who will die
the next time she attacks!
And you and I both know
that she'll attack again.
(Deeply sighs)
Let me make it real simple
for you, Jack.
If you were standing right here,
in thesshoes, in my position,
you would do
the exact same thing.
Face it, son,
you and I are the only chance they have.
What would you need me to do?
I want you to get me to wembley stadium
in complete secrecy,
and I want you to do it now.
Have you told Audrey?
In order for this to work,
you would have to find one more person
that you could trust.
Why is that?
Because I would need help from the inside
to get you past the secret service
and British security.
Stay here. Give me a minute.
I'll come right back.
Mr. president,
Al-harazi will not keep her word.
Have you read her files?
This is different, it's personal.
She believes that you have
killed her husband; She blames you.
Exactly, it's personal, she wants me.
Once she gets me,
she'll no longer have a reason
to destroy half of London--
as if she needs a reason?
Mark, I am the reason--
she said it on her video.
I believe her.
(Sighs) Listen, you've been
a loyal friend
and supporter for years;
don't deny me this last service.
"Service"?
To facilitate your death?
Now, mark, we can't debate this.
Are you with me or not?
(Sighs)
Good. I wrote a letter to the vice president.
I want you
to deliver it to him when I'm dead.
The transition should be smooth,
and if he asks you, I am sure...
That you will serve him faithfully,
as you have me.
(Phone rings, beeps)
Morgan.
What's the status on Simone?
It's the same.
Damn it, I told you, you need to push the doctor.
Jack, she's not gonna tell us anything if she dies.
If she doesn't give us anything now,
it's not gonna matter.
Look, things have changed here. What do you mean?
(Sighs)
This needs to stay between you and me.
I want your word. Yeah, you have it.
President Heller's agreed to comply with
margot Al-harazi's demands.
I don't believe it.
Well, you'd better believe it.
He's arranged to turn himself over to her...
Within the hour. He's asked me to help.
The only way we can stop this from happening
is to find margot fast.
So wake the bitch up.
(Sighs)
We need to wake her right now.
I told you, she'll probably die.
Well, actually, you didn't say "probably" before,
but that doesn't matter right now,
so just give her anything that you think will wake her up.
I'm going to ask you to leave.
I'm gonna have to ask you to do what I say
and wake her up right now.
Who do you think you are? Just do it.
If she dies,
it's on your head.
Move quickly!
(Medical monitor beeping)
(Sighs)
Okay, step away.
Simone, can you hear me?
Do you remember who I am?
Do you remember being in the car with me?
Yeah?
There were explosions-- we almost died.
Do you remember that?
Those were missiles sent from a drone operated by your mother.
She tried to kill you.
Do you understand that?
(Inhales) You tried to save
your sister-in-law, but you couldn't.
But there are thousands of other people
that you can save.
Where is your mother?
(Medical device beeping)
Simone, I know what it's like to be betrayed.
Okay. Believe me, I know the feeling,
but right now, you have got
to trust yourself.
Innocent lives are in your hands:
Women, children-- children just like your niece--
just like yasmin.
Come on, Simone, please?
10 broadmoor, Hampton.
But she won't be there.
Where do you think she is?
I don't know.
You won't find her.
(Sighs)
Is there anything else you can give me?
Anything at all, please.
(Smacks lips)
My husband, naveed...
He hid a disk
under the floorboard upstairs.
(Gasping)
That might provide a way into the system...
(Gasping)
For God's sake,
stand aside.
Five milligrams midazolam, now.
(Convulsing, gasping)
This is agent Morgan.
Send the nearest tac team to 10 broadmoor, Hampton.
Have them call me on the way and I'll brief them.
(Slams down phone)
Gentlemen, you two are the only ones who know what's going on.
I want you to put aside your differences and work together.
Time is short. Jack, call me when you have a plan.
Yes, sir.
Never thought this would happen.
No.
We need to find a way to trust one another.
The president gave us a directive.
That's good enough for me.
(Gun clicking)
Tell me what you need.
Secret service protocols for the day.
And deployments and names of every agent.
You'll have them.
British security, too.
That's trickier, but I'll do what I can.
I also need you to clear the hallways back
as far as possible.
Hmm...
I'll call a staff meeting.
Pull everyone in.
Okay, good.
Audrey, too.
Meeting's gonna have to take place in 15 minutes.
I'm gonna need a car and a helicopter
outside the perimeter.
Plus, the gate number and codes for wembley stadium.
If I need anything else, I'll call you.
Okay.
She's never gonna forgive me for this.
(Phone rings, beeps)
Yeah?
Jack, Simone gave us something.
Please tell me it's margot's location.
No. The next best thing.
A disk that might get us into margot's system.
What do you mean, "might"? We'll know soon enough.
I have a tac team on the way; I still have to brief them
and I thought you'd want to know. Okay, look,
if it's anything digital, upload it to Chloe,
tell her to call me as soon as she gets it. Okay.
(Sighs)
(Medical device beeping)
(Keyboard clicking)
Hey.
(Sighs): Hey...
Preparing for the staff meeting?
Yeah. We need to make a plan to help the British deal with
today's drone attack. (Sighs)
You still have that picture of
you, me and your mother at the beach?
When I was little?
(Laughs): Yeah. Can I see it?
Yeah.
It's kind of like my good luck charm.
When I was a little girl,
I thought if I always had this with me,
nothing bad could ever happen.
(Shuffling around in bag)
Here we go.
You ready?
I'm ready.
(Both laughing)
Oh... God.
My God. Look at you and mom.
(Laughs)
Oh, my God.
You were great looking then, too.
Aw...
You okay, dad?
I mean, apart from...
Apart from this being the worst day of my life,
I'm doing great.
(Sighs)
(Quietly laughs)
(Sighs)
I'm sorry,
I-I got to get back to work.
Yeah. Love you.
I love you, too.
(Keyboard clicking)
Here's the secret service detail
for the next 30 minutes.
Thank you. What about the brits?
I'm still working on it.
I'll send it to you along with the location
of the chopper and the gate code
for wembley. Thank you.
The staff meeting starts
in three minutes. Everyone will be there.
The halls will be deserted.
(Phone dialing) Good work.
(Sighs) Mr. president,
we need to leave the premises in five minutes.
Meet me in your office now.
Heller: I'll be there.
Thank you.
All right, good luck.
Thank you.
We're gonna need it.
Navarro.
Man: It's agent Reed on the line.
Agent Reed? Are you sure?
Yes, sir.
That's how he identified himself.
And it sounded like him.
Shall I put him through?
Yes, of course, put him through.
Jordan, where are you?
I thought you'd be back by now.
Someone tried to kill me!
What? Are you all right?
(Shouting): No, I'm not all right!
I need someone to bring me in!
Who tried to kill you?
Did you...?
Did you get a good look at him?
No. But he's still around somewhere.
You need to send someone right now!
All right, just calm down.
Okay. I'll send Erik. Where are you?
I'm near the back alley, behind the market,
on the South side of the canal.
Next to a motorcycle repair shop.
Listen to me, stay where you are.
Don't move, do you understand?
I understand.
(Panting)
(Hangs up phone)
(Grunting)
Assassin: Yeah?
He's in the back alley, behind the market,
on the South side of the canal.
You sure?
Yes. The South side. I just talked to him.
Finish this.
Now.
(Phone beeps)
(Gloves snap)
All systems go?
Yes, sir. Good.
I'll spare you the details,
Mr. president, but it looks like we might be able
to access margot Al-harazi's computer files.
When did that happen? A few moments ago. It's still
a long shot, but I'll keep you posted.
Well, I'm not counting on a hail Mary.
Are you sure that this part is necessary?
Unfortunately, yes, Mr. president.
You know, the secret service doesn't check
on the president's transponder signal
very often, Jack. Honest.
We can't afford to take that chance.
It's got to come out.
This is gonna hurt, sir.
Yikes.
(Grunting) Oh.
I'm sorry, sir. (Chuckles): Yeah.
You've done enough damage as a federal agent, Jack.
Thank God you didn't become a surgeon.
(Quiet hiss) Did you remember to tell your staff
that you wanted to remain undisturbed?
Yeah. In the office,
hard at work all evening. Good.
If an agent wants to check for a signal, that'll confirm it.
Ow. We're waiting
on Mr. boudreau to confirm that everyone's
attending the staff meeting.
(Phone dings)
That it?
Yes, sir.
Mr. president.
Are you absolutely sure about this?
I'm sure, Jack.
Let's go.
Now.
Okay, Mr. president, come on.
Straight through the door.
My feed's breaking up.
(Door opens)
Agent Hartwell, I believe. Mr. president.
Is everything all right, sir? Yeah, just getting
a little exercise. I like to use the stairs.
How are you? Of course, Mr. president, but
it might be best if you stayed...
(Grunts)
Geez, Jack.
I got to lock him in the bathroom.
(Door closes, lock clicks)
(Keypad beeps, dings)
Let's go.
Mr. boudreau said you wanted a chopper with no pilot?
That's right. Good, 'cause I sent the pilot home.
Ron. Sir, can I assume that you're
certif... Mr. president.
Great job. Thank you.
Keep this between us.
Yes, sir.
(Helicopter engine starting up)
(Helicopter blades whirring)
How long till we get to wembley?
About ten minutes, sir.
(Siren blaring)
(Metal clinks, assassin grunts)
Get up.
I said get up and put your hands on top of your head!
Yeah.
That's right, I got that one, too.
Now, I'm not gonna ask you again.
Get up and put your hands on top of your head.
I know Steve navarro sent you to kill me.
He's the only one who knows where I am. Just
tell me why and I'll let you go.
Do you even know how to use that thing?
You don't want to find out. Trust me.
Is the safety on or off?
Careful, now.
You can't afford to make a mistake.
(Grunts) (Shouting)
(Phone ringing)
(Grunting)
(Screams)
Aah! (Gunshots)
(Line ringing)
(Phone beeps off)
(Helicopter blades whirring)
This is tac team seven, we're at the Al-harazi house.
No sign of anyone so far.
Clear. Pull 'em.
Al-harazi's gone, just like you thought.
We're pulling the floorboards now.
Tear the place apart if you have to, just hurry.
Sir, I think I found something.
Agent Morgan, we just found a disk drive.
Is that what you're after? That must be. Send it to me
right now but keep looking just in case. Roger that.
Harris, come here. Upload this back to station right now.
(Indistinct conversation)
Where's agent Reed?
He left about an hour ago.
He left? Where?
I don't know, he didn't say.
Okay, uh, the tac team at Hampton
just uploaded a disk. Do you have it?
It's, uh...
Here.
Okay, send it to Chloe O'Brian, please.
O'Brian. Isn't she the one who...? Yes.
Just do it. This is her
contact. Yes, ma'am.
Write her a cover letter saying
I'll call her soon and I'll brief her.
Thank you.
(Line ringing)
You've reached Jordan Reed. Please leave a message.
(Phone beeps off)
We found the disk at margot Al-harazi's old location.
Simone was right. Anything useful?
I don't know. I need Jordan to see if he can get into
margot's system, but he's not here. Do you know where he is?
He's not at his workstation?
No, and agent Leonard said that he took off about an hour
ago, but I tried his cell and he didn't pick up.
Well, it's not like him to just take off.
Especially on a day like today.
I'll get security on it.
Any chance that we can find Al-harazi's
new location? Hampton is outside of the cctv
web and she got a 30-minute head start,
which means 500 square Miles of potential hiding places.
Switching from passive control
to active on drones
one, two,
(beeping) Four, five and...
Six. We're back. Just like we never even moved.
Good work, Ian.
Thanks, mum. We should be safe here for a while.
Long enough, anyway. Prep our nearest drone
for the attack. Position the others for destruction
once Heller is dead.
If you say so.
It just seems like such a waste.
No. Let the world see that justice was done
and that even a so-called terrorist can keep her word.
Do you think Heller can keep his?
We'll find out soon enough.
There it is, sir.
Wembley stadium.
(Phone ringing)
Mr. president, hold on.
Chloe, go ahead.
Simone was right. The drive may contain
a way into margot's system,
but there are firewalls inside of firewalls.
Then we need to get through them. I'm aware of that, Jack.
But even if I do get in, I have to find the subsystem hey, love.
Buy you a pint? That controls... the drone, and that'll have
firewalls, too. How much time are we looking at?
I don't know if I can do this, not in the next few minutes.
I don't exactly have what you would call
an ideal working situation at the moment, Jack.
I'm doing the best I can. I want you to know that.
Chloe, do what you can and get back to me.
I'm sorry, Mr. president.
We got to go.
Come on.
(Beep) Okay.
(Phone rings)
Yes?
Adrian (Distorted): You dealt with the analyst?
It's taken care of.
You're sure? Positive.
You don't need to worry about it.
Good.
(Phone beeps off)
What? I told you, I'm
working as fast as I can. Steady.
Adrian.
I'm really busy right now.
So I gathered.
Did you think I was Bauer?
Suppose you can't help yourself.
I have to go.
I found a new place.
We'll be safe there. For a few weeks anyway.
Look, why don't you come back?
I'm working on something. Maybe later.
I'm doing something really important right now.
You used to think what we did was important.
I suppose Bauer changed your mind.
Nothing's changed.
I still believe in what we're doing.
I'm just helping Jack right now.
Good-bye, Adrian.
Where's Mrs. boudreau?
She's in with the president, sir.
The president left strict
instructions not to be disturbed.
We didn't think it would apply to her, and she insisted.
When?
Just now.
Mark.
You're not gonna believe this.
(Sniffles)
You kn... you knew?
Mark, you knew?
Tell me that it's not too late.
It is.
You helped him?
Sweetheart, it-it's what he wanted.
Mark, you know that he's not well.
I know. I know, but... How could you help him?
How could you not tell me? I could've...
I could've changed his mind.
Believe me, his mind was made up. I could have
tried. At least I could've...
At least I could've said good-bye.
I don't think he could have borne that.
You might as well have killed him with your bare hands.
That is not fair. Fair? Don't talk to me about fair.
Mark, you are my husband,
you should have told me. I will never trust you again.
No, never. I don't trust... Your father was
the greatest man I ever knew.
It was a privilege to serve him.
Today he asked for one last service.
I hated doing it with every fiber of my being.
But I'd do it again if he asked me to. (Exhales)
And if you can't live with that, then...
Then so be it.
You-you do what you have to do.
(Sharp breath)
But we will be quiet about this.
Because that is the way your father wanted it.
Do you understand me?
How will we know when it's over?
We'll get a call.
Someone's with him now?
Yes.
Who?
Someone he trusts.
As he trusts me.
(Deep breath)
End of the road, Jack.
I gave you a presidential pardon.
A pardon.
Yeah.
All charges against you from four years ago
vanish, as well as any charges that might come up with today.
You can go home again, Jack.
Mr. president, I'm not looking for a pardon.
Especially not for this.
I think what you're doing is wrong.
This is the right way for me to go.
Yes, sir.
(Phone rings)
Any progress? Some.
I isolated the drone module and managed to resolve
the data packet into three streams.
The one that actually controls the drone
is impenetrable, so far. What about
the other two? They seem more vulnerable but I still
can't tell what their function is. I need more time.
How much?
Jack, we're out of time.
Mr. pres... Mr. president.
Chloe: Jack? Jack.
(Heart monitor beeping)
(Quietly sobbing)
♪
There it is.
Ian: The only question is whether he's really there.
Let's find out.
Move in.
My God.
He really is there.
Move in closer.
Facial recognition.
Are the missiles ready to fire?
Ready. No,
I'll do it.
(Thunderous explosion)
(Exhales)
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