Before the world ended, I could find anything or anyone, anywhere.
Not to brag, but some called me the world's greatest treasure hunter.
There was nothing I couldn't find.
I spent most of my time underwater, finding things that had been lost for centuries.
My work was solitary, researching and then setting out on my missions.
But I liked it that way.
I controlled my own destiny with no one to report to.
But all that changed when the solar flare hit.
The world was thrown into darkness and chaos.
All modern electronics were fried.
Most things didn't work anymore.
People thought the governments would take charge and fix things.
Wishful thinking.
Warlords seized control of local governments and ruled large parts of Europe.
They thought everything was going to be fine.
I knew better, of course.
Starving cities turned into graveyards.
Money was useless.
Medicine and fuel nowhere to be found.
And diseases spread.
I guess I was better equipped for this.
I was a survivor.
And I was soon doing what I always did.
Finding things.
Except now the world was much better.
more dangerous place.
Too easy.
All right, the boys in blue are back.
Hello, mate.
What you doing up here?
Wait a minute.
You guys aren't real cops, are you?
Marshall.
What's in the case?
It's like, I don't know, violin, fiddle.
I don't really know the difference.
Why, are you playing?
Hand it over.
Yeah, you don't want this.
But I'll give you what's in this.
Wash your mouth out with buckshot.
You won't be able to get us all.
No, that's true.
Just you.
Probably get you.
But definitely you.
Get him, boys.
Shit, George.
Go Clem.
Hey.
Did you get it?
Yeah.
Right where you said it'd be.
Just sent out a handful of guys, but they all came back empty-handed.
Some didn't come back at all.
Stradivarius.
Brescian period, 1690 to 1700.
Beautiful.
King August has another job for you.
He's a king now?
Well, if you're the monarchy, he's the most stable path to restoring normalcy.
He wants to see you.
Well, I almost got myself killed fetching that fiddle for his highness, so...
No, thanks. I'm going to go home and work on my boat.
He's willing to compensate you.
Handsomely.
Enough for your dream boat.
Where's the job?
Across the channel.
Oh, I'm based on business with you.
Just think about it, Jay.
It could be a fresh start.
If I wanted a fresh start, I wouldn't shoot myself in the head to get it.
Yeah, we'll get you there safely.
there but disease and warlords and edm oh thanks it was nice seeing you though jake
you look amazing and i love the suit he declined he'd rather work on his boat
you believe that it's a goddamn tragedy let's make jake an offer one
Hey, buddy.
Hey, there you are.
I got to.
Teriyaki, your favorite.
Yeah.
Good boy.
How do you like that, boy?
Perfect.
Oil.
No playing, y'all know the goddamn game.
Some got the rest of the train at the bill is damaged.
Some is over style, that's right, we on that side.
Come on, heads from strong, out of felt.
No love, crooked canal, but damn sure felt.
Hear me, fear me, appear to disappear.
The sequel set, keep P.E. from the people.
Stole your soul, kept the groove on your body black.
Now you can't get your mind back.
Too dirty for the source, power 30.
Too clean for 38, old's wanna beat 16.
I beg your pardon, be live at other times.
You know what, while your favors are just starting.
We come back and do a soul check every once in a while.
I can sign it, you know what, Messiah.
The final two cats got to stay much while.
Oh, God bless the child.
Don't shoot!
What are you doing here?
The king sent me.
It's about the job. Tell him I don't want it.
Tell him yourself.
He's waiting for you in the wrecking yard.
Can you help me down, Jake? Come in, have a seat. Sit down, let's talk. Humor me.
Tell me, how do you do it?
Do what?
I employ dozens to do what you do, but yet you seem to be the only one who finds
things others can't.
Is it a special skill or gift?
Ah, speaking of gifts, the Stradivarius, ah!
It's beyond us.
It's so divine.
Music.
Make a grown man cry.
Maybe you should start with food and clean water before you start building the
symphony.
Do you think we aren't working on the food shortage, Jake?
Says the man with a mouthful of steak.
I'm a pescetarian.
You think fixing this is easy?
It's not as simple as snapping my fingers and turning the lights back on.
The whole infrastructure was shocked.
We're busting our asses every day to rebuild things from the ground up despite
people trying to stop us like General Volkov.
Right. The guy who had no culture just smacked him in the face.
He's an agent of chaos.
You'd rather see the world burn and rule the ashes.
And you see yourself differently.
Cynicism.
Believe me when I tell you, Jake, this is not the job I wanted.
When the solar flare hit, we lost our humanity.
You saw what people did in the dark.
No one anticipated the world would burn as quickly as it did.
People panicked.
Some became barbarians.
Well, lucky you.
These ivory towers you're building, though, keep the barbarians at bay, and you'll
all be safe.
Well, everyone isn't as resourceful as you are, Jake.
They don't have your skills or grit to survive in this new world.
They need protection.
Without these walls, more and more would have been slaughtered.
What about the ones outside the wall?
What about the ones hiding?
You're going to let them in, too?
All are welcome, Jake.
Even you.
Minister Fuentes tells me you're reluctant to cross the channel.
No, I'm not reluctant. I'm dead set against it.
Maybe that's because you haven't seen the big picture.
I don't want to see the big picture.
The big picture is ugly and cruel.
Oh.
Not all of it.
We are spending a lot of time restoring her to her original beauty.
You'll be a free man, Jake.
Unencumbered.
Accountable to no one.
And all I need is the wind.
Fly away and leave the bullshit behind.
The people and I want our world back, Jake.
And what would I be hunting down for you this time?
Mona.
The Mona Lisa?
In all her glorious beauty.
I hate to break it to you, Your Majesty, but Paris was one of the first cities to
burn down.
For sure. For sure.
But here's something you may not know.
It's that when the flare hit, the French government evacuated all its national
treasures to a secret storage facility.
Everything from fine art to the president's porcelain throne.
How am I supposed to get there?
The king's plane flown by the king's pilot.
Then I get the boat.
All the resources and food you need.
Hell, I'll even give you a title.
Okay, well, if Fuentes is the minister of defense and you're the king,
what would you make me?
Let's go.
Let's do it.
Let's go.
You are Charlie.
Motherfucker of cultural appropriation.
It won't be long, buddy.
Be back before you know it.
How are you doing?
Fine, yeah.
How are you?
I think this is a really bad idea.
You always seem to come out on top.
Yeah, if I always come out on top, then why am I headed to the worst place on the
planet?
I left plenty of food and water for Smoke.
But what do you promise if I don't make it back to take care of me?
I don't have anyone else to ask.
I don't think Smoke likes me very much.
I'm not sure if he trusts you.
I'll try not to die.
Make sure I make it back.
Always.
Takes your breath away, doesn't it?
Yeah, it's your type, this one.
We're flying in that?
Huh? Yeah.
Is that safe?
No, not technically.
It has bullet holes.
Those.
No, those are from last week.
A little meeting with the guys.
Oh, the king is waiting.
Won't be late.
Drop you off under cover of darkness.
Now, you're in search areas here, outside this small village.
Now, according to intelligence, it's been cleared of rebels.
Now, you'll hike a bit north to St. Quentin.
Now, it's a town under occupation, so you have to go in quietly.
Like a whisper.
Like a tiny mouse.
Now, head to the city center, where our rebel contact will meet you.
City center.
It's a huge area.
How am I supposed to find you?
Don't worry, they'll find you.
It's all very hush-hush.
Need-to-know basis.
Yeah, I need to know.
What do you need to know?
I don't even know how I'm getting out of here.
The rebels will contact me once you have Mona, okay?
I'll drop the equipment for an air-tept evacuation three hours later.
Three hours.
Be good.
You know, the plane has holes in it.
I hadn't noticed.
Wheels up.
10 p.m.
My man.
Thank you. All set. Let's go. Oh, your seatbelts are broken. Not worth the Barney
mate ship of nylon's not gonna help if she goes down, is it? All right, here we go.
Oh, shit.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Just doing some sums.
Yeah, I'm not sure the gauge is working right.
Obviously, with that, we're going to run out of fuel halfway there, so, yeah,
probably best to run your parachute just in case.
Yeah.
I pulled this to open the shoe, right?
Well, I'm done.
You're not done with it.
No.
Oh, fucking amateur.
Yes.
That's the porn that you pull.
When do I pull it?
I don't know.
Preferably before you hit the ground.
Relax.
Have a flip or something.
I'll take it to scenic room, yeah?
All right.
Yeah, here we go.
What a rock they're doing with Bob Combs, boy.
Come on there.
Welcome to France, mate.
I'm going to fly us through this to gear up.
Probably going to have to drop a little bit early.
Go.
Five minutes to piece and honey, mate.
Let's make that money.
What?
I'm going to fly us down to 4,000 feet and you're going to have to jump.
Right?
Got it.
Good to go.
Red card, eh?
Well, as soon as I opened it, eh?
Oh, I knew this was a bad idea.
This is definitely a bad idea.
Thank you Brian, good luck, they are waiting for you.
San Quentin is west!
I'm showing you your fucking case.
Give some shit.
Nests.
Sit the fuck down.
A worthy opponent is hard to find.
This game taught me so many things.
But the most important lesson is to revere a strong adversary.
You see, I learned how to play when I was incarcerated.
In prison, by design, is a gladiatorial arena.
One challenge after another.
Consistent power struggle.
In the beginning, it was terrifying.
When I found Jess, I discovered...
something life-changing. Playing against those who are better than me made me
better.
to play your best. You don't even know how to play, do you?
Next
Bokov. One of our heavy guns fired on the plane an hour ago. What client? Single
prop, probably the out and off. One parachute. It word out to every gang, every
informant, every soldier – a thousand bullets where it finds our visitor.
Let's get the train ready. How far away is he? 80 kilometers. He was spotted near
St. Quint.
Russians will be distributed to lawyers.
Citizens will be released at 1600 hours. Curfew will still be enforced. Evading the
rules of General Volkov will result in immediate and severe punishment.
Hey, guys.
Drop the bag.
Guys, I don't want any trouble.
Drop the bag.
You're a dead man.
Guess you're my contact.
Jake, yeah.
Then I could have taken that guy.
You're welcome. If you're here the whole time, why didn't you step in sooner?
I just needed to see if you could handle what's ahead, and myself.
I'm Dreya, follow me.
Okay, now that I've cleaned up your mess, let's get going because they'll come
looking for these guys. What do you got to think for cutting a guy's throat? My
father was a butcher. Come on, let's not worry at all. Keep your eyes down.
Let's go, sir.
Let's go.
Is this the guy?
This is the guy.
He's bleeding.
We should take care of that.
Welcome.
Thank you.
Would you like something to eat?
No.
Something to drink, perhaps?
No, no, thank you.
Father, with all due respect, I just flew into a war zone, jumped out of a plane
for the first time, almost got crushed by a tank, got attacked by soldiers while
she watched.
So right now, I just want to get to where I'm going, so if you could just point me
in the right direction, I'll be on your way.
Patience is a virtue, my son.
First things first.
Don MacNulu uncovered this map.
They were just executed in the town square.
Oh, I'm sorry.
May they rest peacefully in God's infinite love.
This way.
In.
Wow.
That's what I'm talking about.
Over 1,000 horsepower.
Well, it proved it, too.
Nice.
Oh, yes, of course.
Suili?
Suili.
Brave territory.
Le mode le cadavre.
What?
Uh, it's just bad luck.
What is that?
Oh, it could be a cipher.
I'll pack the truck.
You patch him up?
Yeah, sure.
Come with me.
You like it?
The mural.
Oh, yeah.
It's nice to see some beauty in all this ugliness.
You're really as good as August says.
What does he say?
Well, I hear he’s the best.
His?
No, I'm not one of August's prized possessions.
August holds a lot of power, even over here.
I have nothing to do with that.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Trust means more to me than power.
I don't trust.
August. Then why are you here? I'm asking myself the same question. Like everyone
else, August has something you want. One of his possessions. And you? Oh, yeah.
Just here to make sure you get from point A to point B, really.
Let's go.
Throughout the church!
I can't overstate how important it is you get there first.
Are you religious?
No.
We each have our own path to salvation.
Mine is to buy you both some time.
And yours is to have faith in your courage.
Now the whole place is on lockdown.
Volkov has a tank on every corner.
You need to get through the old factory and reach the eastern road.
Ah, I fucking love this part.
Godspeed.
Yes, Father.
Everybody inside the church.
Come out immediately with your hands in the fucking air.
Wonder who that could be.
Can't wait to see what comes next.
Good evening, gentlemen.
To your health.
We know who you are.
We know what goes on here.
You can't hide anymore, priest.
You have nothing to hide.
God sees all.
Where are the others?
Others?
There's no one else.
Just me.
The only thing they'll find in there is the Lord's work.
The church is closed right now, but you're welcome to come in if you wish to
confess your sins.
I'm an atheist.
Of course.
Perhaps it's just as well.
Because absolution requires a moral conscience and a yearning to be better.
Qualities which you clearly do not possess.
Because you are part of the darkness.
On the face of this world of suffering.
And you will not prevail.
What I do now, may I be forgiven.
Don't move! Get out of the vehicle!
I want to quote Revelations 357.
You're flooding it. Don't flood it.
I'm not flooding it.
Fucking motherfucker!
A fucking priest.
Really, a fucking priest?
You were flooding it, by the way.
Buckle up.
Yeah, I am.
I love this song.
What's up?
Fucking God
Nope, we're going over it. Oh shit! It is bulletproof.
How many tanks does this guy have?
All right, all right. No worries about them, worry about that.
August!
Motherfucking Motherfucking Mona Lisa and all those motherfucking glories that make
you a motherfucking appropriation. Fuck you!
August! King, my ass!
What news do our rebel friends bring?
Jake and Drey are en route to Suyi Army Base, where they should complete the
mission.
Sadly, Father Samson perished fighting for the cause.
And a noble cause it is.
May he rest in peace.
Your Majesty.
Hey, I got a question for you.
Shoot.
What the fuck is going on that you guys are also willing to die to help me get this
painting?
What do you care?
I mean, you're getting paid your fee, right?
I don't get it.
It's a beautiful work of art, but all this is a little much.
Some people like paintings, some like sailing boats.
August.
Really sorry about Father Samson.
I knew Father Samson for a long, long time.
Way before the solar flares.
He made a great sacrifice for the cause.
Yeah, that's kind of my point.
You know, all this work painting doesn't make sense.
It's Volkov.
What's he got to do with the Mona Lisa?
Volkov is searching for the vault, too.
And if he gets there before us, he'll get everything that's in it.
They put a lot more than art in there.
Food supplies.
Weapons.
That's why we need you to...
To get you.
So have we...
Beat him to it. You get your weapons, August gets his painting, and I get my boat.
That's right. Hey, Jake. Hey, however this ends, I really hope you get what you're
after. I made you this boat. Thank you, it's beautiful. My grandma taught me how to
make origami. We used to make tons of them and leave them for others to find. I
also know how to build a bomb big enough to take out it. That's pretty useful these
days, I guess. Let's get going.
We're approaching the city.
Good.
What happened to your shoulder?
We're outnumbered, sir.
Outnumbered and outgunned.
By your old priest.
Some fucking priest, right?
There were others, sir.
How many?
Two.
But they had a big fucking truck.
A flying fucking truck.
And you only had a tank and 20 men?
It took us by surprise, sir.
It came out of nowhere.
A big bastard and a girl.
In a truck.
East.
Anything else?
We've got the priest.
Sir, I can still be of service to you, sir.
You don't need to kill me.
I'm not going to kill you.
I've got all the informants with their eyes wide open.
We'll find these guys soon enough.
I know.
So really...
Well, there's a vault in this base in one of these buildings.
You okay?
No, no, no, I'm not okay. This is wraith territory.
This place gives me the creeps.
What the hell's a wraith?
Before the flare, there were inmates at a maximum security prison.
The cannibals, you understand?
These guys, they eat what they kill.
All right, so let's get in and out as quickly as possible.
Someone knows our head.
Yeah, come on.
Oh, merde! We're too late!
No, this door was blown off recently.
No bullet holes, no damage.
Didn't look like they tried to defend it.
The best guess is that they got everything out of here and moved it to a more
secure location.
Where'd you get that map?
The base commands this apartment in Paris, General Stéphane Matot.
Let's look around.
Looks like they held up here.
No, no, that's not it.
Stefan Matur.
It's here.
Well, if they evacuated, the base commander would have kept a record of it.
Find it.
Voila, this is in French.
Okay.
Altercations, watermen broke, just now have missing scouts, report.
Braves amassing fires on the ridge line.
They're bringing back all the valuables too.
48 degrees by 58.
48 by 50.
There you go.
Airbase, Nancy, oh shit.
Perfect.
No way.
It's too convenient.
There's no way he just left this here for anyone to find.
It's a mystery.
You think so?
Yeah.
He definitely would have encrypted this.
What do we do now?
Come on, let's hurry.
Read me the corresponding letters in order, starting with the latitude.
Okay, ready? 48, 34, 58, 05, 57, 35.
M-sher. Does that mean anything?
No.
Rates, they're here.
Come on, come on. We have to hurry up.
Just give me a minute.
We need to go.
Shem-sher-hoff.
Ouvrage du Sim-sher-hoff.
That's a fourth unimaginable line.
There should be someone...
Voila, Sims are off.
Let's move.
Get back serious, go.
Moulin 2, this is Moulin 1.
Moulin 2, do you read me?
La Joconde's location is Ouvrage du Simser Off.
I repeat.
La Joconde's location is Ouvrage du Simser Off.
Copy, Moulin 1.
We can have a team at Simser Off by 1,400 hours.
Repeat.
We can have a team at Simser Off by 1,400 hours.
Copy, Moulin 2.
Moulin 1, out.
Got it.
Flying truck, my ass.
Volkov, look.
58. We're going to the Nancy Air Force Base.
No, we're not.
We're going to Simpserov.
And we're going to meet a very special lady.
Tell the conductor we're taking the route to the bridge.
Understood.
I think he wants his reward. One thousand bullets.
How many do you think he deserves?
Three.
Agreed.
No keypad, no interface, no biometric scanners, no handle.
There's a camera there.
We can power up this place somehow.
Something still running?
Ah, this is running.
Air duct system.
Must be getting power from the solar panels.
Anything?
Yep.
That humming is part of the air filtration system for the vault.
Yeah, it's our way in.
We're heading to you.
Fifty miles out.
I repeat, fifty miles out.
One-on-one.
Copy.
They're close.
Yeah, these stairs should take me up to the ventilation shaft.
If I can get in here, down this shaft, and along this air duct.
And that should take me right into the vault.
Okay.
If this fan is operating, we're going to have to kill that.
And then what?
Figure it out.
Let's get to it.
Hey, remember that service road we saw?
I bet that leads to the solar panels.
I'll take them out.
All right, let's get to work.
There's a lot to do. That's a bad idea
She's done.
Ah, it's flooded.
You all guess I knew this was a bad idea.
The Minister of Cultural Appropriations might ask.
This is helping people?
I wanted to tell you, but August said you wouldn't help if you knew.
You're goddamn right.
The U.S. made two atomic bombs to drop in Japan.
Fat man and little boy, but there was a third.
Set aside for Moscow.
In case the Red Army didn't stop in Manchuria.
The Mona Lisa.
This bomb was meant to travel in a long way, so there was a safety measure added.
Without this plug inserted, this bomb can't go off.
So August gets the bomb and you get everything else?
August doesn't want to use the bomb.
He just wants to get it away from Volkov.
Do you believe him?
What choice do I have?
You had a choice.
You could have kept me out of this.
But it would have been found.
And you know it, Jake.
I trust August a little more than Volkov.
They're both part of the same hypocrisy.
I trusted you, Drea.
Look.
It might be too late for my life.
But maybe by stopping Volkov, someone else can have that chance.
Someone else can have that chance.
And how many have to die while you're trying to stop him?
Jake, wait.
Come on.
Just stay and fight with us.
Don't you see the Volkovs of this world?
They win.
When good people do nothing.
They win anyway.
Jake!
Okay. So, look at this. This road leads to Calais. August has a team there, and
they'll be waiting to transport the Mona Lisa across the channel. You got it? Now
this, keep it very safe. Okay, good luck, guys.
Not your fight, Jake.
Good life, good life.
And there she is.
General, the safety plug.
Isn't it funny?
They locked us up in cages like the scum of the world, never to see the light again.
But then the light liberated us.
And now we rule their world.
We march to Calais.
The rest we take later.
Let's move!
You were right. It was pointless.
You shouldn't have come back.
I'm sorry I lied to you.
Sorry I dragged you into this.
You didn't drag me into anything.
You dragged me out.
But we gotta get that bomb back.
It's too late, Jake.
You said you could build a bomb big enough to blow up a tank, right?
What about a train?
Jake.
The train's headed back to the city to get there.
It's gotta cross the bridge.
All I need to do is get that plug.
And make sure the train doesn't stop.
You just gotta blow that bridge.
That's all?
We can do this.
But if we're gonna do it, we gotta do it now.
Your walk?
Uh, fired up. I'll be right back.
Go, go, go! What were you doing?
Why are we going so slow? It's dark with low visibility. I have to take it slow.
Once we're on the straightaway past the bridge, I'll be able to pick up the pace.
He's not gonna like that. I'm doing my best.
We're going to have a small window of opportunity.
I know.
We've got to get ahead of it.
There it is.
Take it right at the fork.
Okay.
Kill the lights.
Fucker.
There is concern regarding visibility.
Oh, I don't remember giving the order to be concerned.
You did not.
But the...
The doctor assures me he's doing his best.
His best, huh?
I think he underestimates himself.
I think you're right.
I think he just needs some help to fulfill his potential.
Hmm.
Just like you.
Check me.
I'm going slow because we're carrying an atomic!
That's your full potential.
Drop me at the overpair.
Get to that bridge.
So, some people just need a little push.
Look at her!
There she is!
And she's not going back!
You're a loser!
Marisa is out of your league.
I'm not here for the bomb.
What are you, August assassin?
I'm the distraction.
Nice beard.
What's wrong? You okay? Yeah, no, I'm okay.
Jesus, Jake.
You look like you've been chewed up, digested, and shit out by the war machine.
Yeah, sounds about right.
Your fucking Mona Lisa's at the bottom of a gorge.
I don't know what condition she's in, but she can't be detonated without this.
Oh, damn.
Sounds like I need to find a new source of cultural appropriation.
Or not.
You could just let her rest in peace.
Oh, no, no, Jake.
You're not naive enough to believe there are no more Volkoffs in the world.
No.
No, I just hope you're not one of them.
Guess it's time for you to sail away, Jake.
Enjoy your little boat.
I need to build a kingdom to rule.