[radio static]
‐ [static continues] ‐ Oh, come on.
Alright. So, I was, uh, I was at, uh, like a market.
Like an old flea market, do you know what I'm saying?
And, um, for some reason, I was with Lindsey.
Do you remember her?
‐ Yeah, yeah. I remember her. She went to school to us. Ginger, yeah?
‐ I‐I don't really remember what she looks like, if I'm honest.
You know what it's like in dreams. I just‐‐ I knew it was her. So...
[scoffs]
So I'm stood there, right? And I'm eating a hamburger,
and I turn round, and she's gone.
I can't find her anywhere. And I'm telling you now,
in my dream, that pure shook me up.
What does that mean, man? I could, like,
Lindsey scared me so much that I woke up.
What does that even mean? ‐ What, ain't all dreams about sex?
‐ What, you mean I still wanna fuck her?
‐ Well, and have a burger, apparently.
Nah though, you ain't that sophisticated though.
‐ Nah, you got the dream wrong, mate.
Ain't got nothing to do with sex. It means you underestimate yourself.
‐ [radio static] ‐ What? What are you talking about?
‐ Flea market, where you buy cheap crap. Hamburger, it's basic.
And as for Lindsey. [scoffs] Well...
You know your worth, Paul.
‐ [laugh] To be fair, he does have a point, you know.
‐ Alright. ‐ [laughs]
‐ Nasser, can you pull the van over, please?
I'm gonna break his face. ‐ What?
‐ Pull the van over. I'm gonna break his face.
‐ [indistinct shouting, laughing] ‐ It's your subconscious, mate, not mine!
‐ Easy, easy, easy. I gotta drive, man. Calm, calm, calm.
PAUL: Uh‐huh. FRIEND: Lindsey.
‐ No, but seriously, yeah?
You dreamt 'cause you're nervous.
When you was younger, you always would dream a lot when you were nervous.
Like Iyad, when he's nervous, can't shut his fucking mouth, isn't that right?
[laughing]
‐ What do you do when you're nervous?
‐ You'd like to know. Hey.
♪ Arabic music on radio ♪
♪ music gets louder ♪
♪ music continues ♪
[heavy breathing]
ANTOINE: Please. I need help.
M‐m‐my name is Antoine Habert. Are you with the YPJ?
Huh? I need help‐‐ ‐ [speaking Kurdish]
[Antoine grunts]
[Kurdish chatter] WOMAN 1 [on radio]: [speaking Kurdish]
‐ [starts truck] ‐ [speaks Kurdish]
[indistinct chatter]
[man shouting in Kurdish]
♪ Arabic music on radio ♪
[shuts off radio]
‐ Allahu akbar. Allahu akbar.
[praying in Arabic]
[prayer continues]
WOMAN: [speaks Kurdish]
[prayer continues]
‐ Let's go, man. Come on.
‐ Just wait, man.
‐ Allahu akbar.
WOMAN:
[deep breathing]
IYAD: Come on, Nas!
NASSER: I'm just waiting for those trees.
SARYA:
‐ Now, here. Go. ‐ [metal clacking]
[shouting in Kurdish]
[shouting continues]
NASSER: Boys. Get ready.
[engine revving]
‐ [man shouting] SARYA:
‐ [women shouting] ‐ [gunfire]
‐ [bullets ricochet] IYAD: Move it! Move it!
NASSER: We're just gonna get to the town, alright?
[gunshots]
[shouting]
‐ [bullets ricocheting] ‐ [shouting]
‐ Hold it steady!
‐ [grenade launches] ‐ [men and women shouting]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
[ricocheting]
IYAD: Fucking move! Go, go, go!
NASSER: Hang on! We're almost there!
‐ [launches] PAUL: Oh, shit! What the fuck!
[men and women shouting]
[explosion]
[screaming]
‐ Hey, hey! ‐ [laughing]
‐ Allahu akbar!
ALL: Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar!
[shouting, laughing]
[screaming] MAN: [speaking Kurdish]
[screaming, crying]
‐ [sobbing] ‐ [speaks Kurdish]
MAN:
‐ [indistinct chatter] ‐ [sobbing]
[men exclaiming]
[laughing]
‐ [men shouting] ‐ [cuts engine]
[Arabic chatter]
[chatter continues]
NASSER: [speaking Arabic]
[excited chatter]
‐ [screaming] MAN 1: It's okay. It's alright.
♪
Hold on.
‐ [Kurdish chatter] ‐ [shouting]
MAN 2: [speaking Kurdish]
‐ [Kurdish chatter] ‐ [sobbing]
[sobbing continues]
♪
[car approaching]
[men and women shouting in Kurdish]
[engine cuts]
‐ [shouting continues] ‐ [doors open, shut]
WOMAN:
[indistinct shouting]
SARYA:
‐ [punch lands]
[Kurdish chatter]
[chatter continues]
♪ tense music playing ♪
SARYA: [speaking French]
[grunts]
‐ [knife clicks] ‐ [grunts]
[cuts rope]
[locks door]
[heavy breathing]
CLERK: Your sister's bag flew out of the car because of the explosion,
so most of her stuff remained in one piece.
♪
[plastic crinkling]
[crinkling, metal rattling]
ANTOINE: You found this watch on her body?
‐ Yes.
Do you recognize it?
‐ It was a gift for her birthday...
when she turned 20.
Can you tell me exactly what happened?
‐ The terrorists used military explosives called RDX.
They put half a kilo under the driver seat.
‐ Do you know who did this?
‐ Maybe al‐Qaeda, maybe local terrorists.
Our security agencies are looking into that, not me.
‐ But I don't understand.
They wanted to kill her specifically.
I mean, don't they want to hit as many people as possible?
‐ In the announcement they made,
they wrote that your sister was an insult to Islam
because she was an infidel archaeologist in Egypt.
These are godless people.
I want to the see the body.
MAN: [speaking French]
[metallic rattle]
[drawer rattling]
[water spraying]
[spraying continues]
[gulps, gasps]
[inhales]
[plates rattling]
MAN 1: [speaking French]
♪
‐ [street noise] ‐ [camera shutter clicking]
[sniffs]
[crunching]
[sniffs]
[typing]
[click] MAN 2:
[whispering]
♪
‐ [street noise] ‐ [unlocks car]
[street chatter]
♪
MAN:
[officer blowing whistle]
[car door shuts]
[quiet chatter]
[chattering in French]
WAITER: [indistinct] WOMAN: Uh...
A glass of chardonnay, please.
Good evening. ANTOINE: [speaking French]
Thank you.
[lounge chatter]
[sighs]
♪
[lounge chatter]
[sighs]
♪
[sniffs]
[sighs]
♪
[sighs]
[distant rumbling]
[quiet chatter]
[speaking Kurdish]
SARYA:
ADAR:
[Kurdish chatter]
RYAN: Sarya! ‐ Adar is sending me to Qamishli.
To the funerals. ‐ We should all pay our respects.
We'll come, too. ‐ I'm going alone.
‐ You know it wasn't your fault, right?
You couldn't have stopped it.
‐ Yeah, man. War sucks.
‐ Doesn't matter. I was in charge.
RYAN: War sucks? This is the best you can come up with?
I thought you were supposed to be a novelist.
‐ It's catchy. Could be the title of my new book.
"War Sucks." ‐ Hey, Woody!
Take a look at the prisoner. Get him water. Maybe he'll talk to you.
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
[women screaming in Kurdish]
[man shouting in Kurdish]
[missile whistling]
[explosion]
[chaotic shouting]
RYAN: Move! Get down! Go! Go!
[explosion]
[screaming]
On the ground! Stay down!
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
SARYA: Damn it!
[heavy breathing]
[missile whistling]
‐ [explosion] ‐ Too much!
One hundred meters long, seven degrees right.
[indistinct]
[men shouting in Arabic]
[missile pops]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [gasps]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [missile flying]
[speaking French]
[explosion]
‐ [gasps] ‐ [missile flying]
[explosion]
[panting]
[missile flying]
[gunfire]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [panting]
[screaming]
[explosion]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [woman screaming in Kurdish]
[missile flying, explosion]
‐ [panting] ‐ [gunfire]
[continues screaming]
[missile flying, explosion]
[screaming]
[gasping] ANTOINE: [speaking French]
[gunfire]
It's okay, it's okay.
[explosion]
[panting]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
[panting]
‐ The fuck?!
‐ [speaks in French] D‐don't shoot, please! Don't shoot!
She's injured. I tried to help her.
‐ [Antoine panting] ‐ [gunfire]
[missile flying]
[explosion]
RYAN: On the ground! Shoot there!
‐ [missile flying, explosion] ‐ [gasps]
‐ [gunfire] RYAN: Keep moving!
[gunfire]
‐ They're hit! Keep going! Keep going! ‐ [missile pops]
[missile flying]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [shouting]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [screaming]
[gunfire]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [shouting]
[missile flying]
‐ [explosion] ‐ [grunts]
[muffled voices]
[muffled explosion]
‐ [panting] ‐ [muffled gunfire]
♪
‐ [explosion] ‐ [panting]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [shouting]
‐ [shouting in Kurdish] ‐ [gasping]
[men shouting in Arabic]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [cheering]
[shouting in Arabic]
[gunfire, cheering continues]
‐ [gunshot] ‐ [speaking Arabic]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [cheering]
Allahu akbar!
[exclaiming]
[shouting in Arabic]
♪ tense music playing ♪
[indistinct chatter]
ADAR:
SARYA:
[ragged inhale]
[sniffles]
[kiss]
♪
[Kurdish chatter]
KURDISH FIGHTER: Come on. Come on.
LAURA: I spoke with Adar, and she agreed.
I stay with the battalion.
[sighs]
[women ululating]
[men and women chanting in Kurdish]
♪
[ululating, chanting continues]
[shouting in Kurdish]
[crowd repeating in Kurdish]
[voices fading]
RYAN: That was a nice reaction before.
You probably saved that girl's leg. Maybe even her life.
So, you mind telling me what you're doing here?
‐ I'm looking for my sister.
Anna Habert. Shamaran.
‐ Never heard of her.
You?
‐ I talked to a guy who knows her.
Luke Murphy. ‐ Yeah, I know Luke.
Got banged up a few weeks ago near Deir al‐Zor.
‐ Yes. He's in a hospital in Istanbul.
Now do you believe me?
‐ Well the only problem is Deir al‐Zor is 200 miles away.
So even if I do believe you, buddy,
you're in the wrong fucking place.
[laughs]
[street chatter]
[honk]
[honking]
[honk]
♪ dramatic music playing ♪
♪
[phone ringing]
‐ [Velcro rips] ‐ [beep]
WOMAN: Got a signal. ‐ [notification chimes]
‐ Hey, Jenny.
Wanted to let you know that everything is under control.
You're not answering. Really wanted to talk to you.
I hope to have phone reception in a few days to hear your cute voice.
Do me a favor.
Call Dad and tell him I'm fine, will you?
I'm hanging up now. Bye.
‐ Hey!
Did you say your sister's name was Anna Habert?
‐ Yeah. WOODY: What the fuck? It says
she died in a terror attack two years ago.
‐ Lemme see.
I saw her here.
‐ You're joking. ‐ Nope.
This is her for sure.
She's a real killin' machine.
You said she calls herself Shamaran? WOODY: Ryan, read the article!
She died two years ago. RYAN: I know what I'm saying.
I saw her, here, five months ago.
At the academy. She hangs around with Commander Gilia.
She's brunette now.
Doesn't smile like this. No, sir.
‐ Do you know where I can find her? RYAN: Actually,
we're meeting up with her battalion once we blow up the bridge.
SARYA: Ryan. Enough.
‐ Yes, ma'am. ‐ [speaking French]
Ryan.
[knife clicks]
[cord snaps]
[dialing]
[phone ringing]
[static]
♪
ANTOINE:
PHILIPPE:
[gasps]
[ragged inhale]
[rumbling]
‐ [cuts engine] ‐ [doors open]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
[metal rattling]
[speaking French]
‐ [cocks gun] ANTOINE: Okay, okay, okay.
SARYA:
[children shouting]
[men speaking Arabic]
IYAD: [speaking Arabic]
‐ [gunfire] ‐ [cheering]
[shouting, gunfire continues]
‐ [crowd shouting] ‐ [man on megaphone shouting]
[indistinct chatter]
[shouting on megaphone continues]
[shouting continues]
♪