Previously on Professionals.
Welcome to the fundraiser for the VAC initiative.
What's a nice girl like you doing in a dump like this?
Are you flirting with me?
Is it working?
I have no faith in our vaccines.
-We have enough for 50 rounds. -Can you send it?
I need to leave, and I don't want Peter to know.
Swann's daughter's been vibing me all night.
-Do it. -All teams, time to pull the trigger.
Swann Corp is buying my company.
No way Peter signed off on Luther's murky mercenary army.
A board member has to push the deal.
If Peter objects, he gets voted out
and he never knows that his own sister was the one to arrange it.
Swann has another rocket launch.
If Peter is removed, he no longer has control
about what is launched in that rocket.
You must know there's a mutiny brewing among the board.
Make a transfer of agency to someone we can trust.
I'm not resigning, Zora. No way.
Peter.
Whoa!
-Could you look out the window? -I can see just fine.
Look to see what is targeting us.
Eh... Vincent.
Get down!
Breaking news with Sharon Rains, your world in 15 minutes.
6 DAYS EARLIER
We're back here at the VAC gala event,
which turned into a death trap
claiming the lives of two VIP guests,
leaving a third in critical condition.
The organizer, tech mogul Peter Swann
has demanded a full investigation into the blackout.
Sharon, can you tell us if the police have any suspects?
So far, this is all we know. We will be back later with more information.
What is this? What did you do?
What you told me to do.
Remove Peter's allies on the board of directors.
-So I did. -I never said kill them.
I said scare them.
They were scared alright.
This can't be. I can't do this.
-I can't kill people. -Stop it.
The hardest part, Zora...
isn't doing terrible things to get what you want.
It's accepting that you can do them.
That you will do them.
And that you'll enjoy doing them.
Because that's who you truly are.
Now...
Get those dirty little feet into this lovely hot bath
and let's talk about tomorrow.
You're so bad.
-Is this really necessary? -After last night, everything is.
-I told you, I don't like guns. -I don't like the dentist, but I go.
Dentists don't kill people.
You haven't met my dentist.
These guns will do the trick. They're discreet, easy to use
and enough punch to stop a line-backer.
-That's the trick, right? -That's why we're here.
Use your thumb. Turn off the safety...
I told you I didn't like guns, not that I couldn't shoot them.
Hello?
-Romy? -Bonjour.
Hello bonjour, ca va?
Not Romy...
-Sanji's Tandoori Chicken. Hello? -Really not Romy.
-Urology, may I help you? -I hope not.
Leave a message after the beep.
Hi. Didn't know if this is the right number...
This is...
Leave a message after the beep.
This is Kurt Neumann, the guy... The guy who...
Leave a message after the beep.
The guy who got himself stoned and...
-Alright? -I have to go.
What's the update on Grace?
Same as last night. She took her passport and a bag.
My guess is she's gone someplace where we, well...
-you wouldn't like very much. -Sounds like Grace.
Let's not put this off any longer. Trig, what have you got?
It's not been confirmed.
Last night, six executives from Swann Corp
fell victim to a series of accidents.
Four are dead and two in critical condition.
Accidents?
Who in this room believes that those were accidents?
Unfortunately, the hits were executed to create just that impression.
The entire operation seemed designed to
confuse and overwhelm investigators.
It'll take months to figure out what happened.
What we know is that your company is at war.
Not just war. This is a coup.
Those weren't six random executives.
Those six, and my sister, are the only allies that I had
in an idiotic boardroom fight to push me out.
Without them, I can't survive a vote of no confidence.
Zora warned me.
Luckily she got out of there early.
Yeah. Lucky...
Come on.
You think that... Zora knew something about this?
Everyone's a suspect until they're not.
So it's process of elimination with everyone I know?
If that's what it takes.
You don't think she wanted them dead?
Peter. It's in your best interest to be sure.
Even if she did know something,
-do you think she'd admit it? -No. Not to you.
How will we find out?
Your father is getting honored next week.
Oh no. Oh no, not that.
A Duke of Zeeland, a Baron of Lichtenstein,
a Count in three principalities
and now a Lord of Luxembourg.
Rise, Reginald Swann.
In acceptance of the Order of the Falconette.
Your Highness.
All hail Sir Mixed Up A Lot.
Some people collect stamps.
Dad collects knighthoods.
What's the problem if it makes him happy?
I'm not sure if after what happened last week
that his happiness should be our top priority.
It's always our priority, especially after last week.
If the world sees us fall to pieces,
our stock value will do the same.
Go on. Tell me to go to hell.
I can't.
You're right.
-And so is he. -I'm a Falconette now.
We are like royalty. That's our weakness.
We have to pull together.
That is if you're still with me?
Family first. Always.
At tomorrow's board meeting, if the vote is not going my way...
I will do as you suggested...
and I will transfer my power.
It's...
That should buy us some time.
-It's our best move. -Our only move.
And obviously, this stays between us.
Nobody can know, especially not dad.
I won't tell a soul.
Okay.
Or we could just quit. Sell our stakes
and go back and do all the stuff we wanted to do when we were kids.
-Invent flying shoes? -Yeah.
Live in a volcano.
-Breed werewolves. -Breed werewolves, yeah. But...
the nice kind, that you can feed marshmallows to
and they don't bite and they can sing lullabies.
I love you, Peter.
-Me too. -I mean it.
-Give me 360 on surveillance. -Sending.
We found the driver that took Dr Davila to the airport.
He thinks she was going to Geneva.
-Stay on it. -Copy that.
So I hear Luther is offering profit share for this.
I'm not signing on unless he upgrades this van.
Compared to Ajay Khan's, this is prehistoric.
-Go work for Khan then. -Hell no, too many rules.
-Hey, Mr Swann... -Hey.
I just said hello to a man named Hacksaw
who is up a tree packing his snipers rifle
like that's normal.
-Wanna see how weird normal can get? -No.
-Ajay, send over the perimeter feed. -It's on its way.
This is what Luther Bruhn's guys are shooting of us.
We're spying on them spying on us spying on my sister?
The place is staked out with cameras. Theirs, ours, who knows who else.
-Enough to make you dizzy. -I feel sick enough as it is.
There's more. You might wanna buckle up.
-Send through the feed. -Copy that.
We have to pull together.
That is if you're still with me.
Family first.
-Always. -This is two minutes later.
So I spoke to him.
No, he approached me.
So, you hacked her phone?
-That's where we're at now. -Unfortunately.
We shouldn't be talking about this, Zora.
I thought you'd wanna know right away. It's happening, Luther.
He's going to transfer control to me.
So much for not telling a soul.
What's the status of the payload?
Wait... Wait, what payload?
...until it's all done.
Tell him not to panic.
In a few hours, Peter's out.
-And for us, it's just starting. -Not on the phone, Zora.
I'm sorry, Peter. Really.
I don't have time to wallow. I need information.
-What kind? -I don't know yet, but...
I know how to find out.
What if the police find us?
With the car I mean.
Grand theft auto. You're gone for ten years at least.
Well, if the cops do come...
I found it in my dad's room. Your brother gave it to him.
Is it loaded?
First rule. Guns are always loaded.
Understand?
Line up the bar inside that notch.
Wherever you wanna hit, aim a couple of inches lower.
Now you've done it. You feel the power?
-Yeah. -There's no going back.
-Ajay, you getting close? -Hold your horses.
Thirty seconds.
Get off my back and let me do my job.
-Trig, are you in position? -Thirty seconds.
I get it.
-Ready? -Let's do this.
-Go. -Get back in the car! Come on.
Get off my back. Let me do my job.
Swann's out of the van.
Peter, wait!
Oh no...
Trouble in paradise.
Who died and made you boss?
No one! I'm the boss!
This is why Luther is a genius.
Apply the right pressure and the bad guys fall apart on their own.
Insanity! What am I paying you for?
I can probably watch my own back.
In position.
-Key in the command. -Blowing out electronics.
-Done. -...no one!
What the hell?
Is the engine on fire?!
That must sting.
Start grabbing laptops.
Also hard drives and cell phones.
Anything of intelligence value.
We're on our way.
All present as requested.
Great.
I know the last few days have been tough.
The whole job has been tough.
Looks like it's only getting worse.
Lethally worse.
If anybody wants to go, now's the time.
Okay, great. In a few minutes, I'm taking Swann to a board meeting.
Jack, you have first watch on Jane. Make sure she stays near the house.
-Check in at six. -Got it.
Keep your phones on. I think we'll need them.
All danger pay.
-We're late. -Thirty seconds?
We're late.
Your sister... She seemed worried about you, Peter.
Family first.
Always.
Let me show you something.
Check this out. You'll love it.
Open sesame. Look what I found
buried deep in the cache of one of the laptops
that we took off Luther's goons.
-The payload? What is it? -It's a spy satellite.
Looks like Zora's going into the surveillance business.
-Who is she going to spy on? -No one.
Because I'm gonna shut her down.
Let's not be late. Close sesame.
Come on.
Hey fellas! Look who it is.
-Stanley. Leave me alone. -Can't do that.
Not after the beating your daddy laid on me.
Of course he had to tie me down to do it.
Get help. Seriously.
Hey. How about I do the same thing to you?
-See how you likes it. -You're hurting me.
Too bad, princess.
-Hey, hey... -Let go and I won't break your arm.
Relax.
Have something to eat.
Get him!
I'm gonna ride you like a pony, boy.
Get him!
Stay down.
-You okay? -I mean, I'm fine.
Let's go.
Shrimp? Again?
It's the perfect food. High in protein, low in fat
and no one stares if you eat them with your hands.
I'm flattered that you want to spend your "day off" with me.
Who said it's my day off?
It's a honey trap, right? You're here to compromise me.
Maybe I'm here to recruit you.
Your kind of experience is always in high demand.
I don't trust a job without a name.
What are you even called?
A contractor?
A mercenary?
A security consultant?
It's too murky for me.
It's a murky world.
Well... Good guys over here, bad guys over there.
That's my world.
You've never broken a rule? Crossed a line?
Maybe. But again, I'm over there.
With the good guys.
It's my job.
Anybody can have a job.
All these people, they have jobs.
People like us, we need a mission.
There's an us?
You going in like an Apache or do you have a plan?
The Apache believed that without a plan, the enemies couldn't guess it.
I'll stick with Boy Scout. Be prepared.
-Will you stay after Grace? -You'll be the first to know.
After today, you'll likely work for my sister, so it's been a blast.
Your buddy Luther goes everywhere your sister goes, so...
Thanks, but it's a hard pass.
Good luck in there. You can do this.
Dispense with the formalities.
Forgive me if I'm not down with these little rituals,
these niceties that we pretend to share as if we're a happy family
which we are not. Because if we were...
we would all be mourning the loss of six dear friends right now.
We all know why we're here, so let's cut the pretense and get to it.
Peter, please.
Our regard to you is warmly and sincerely held.
Apparently not sincerely enough for you to confront me in person.
No one is here to confront you.
No one is blaming you for the company's recent troubles.
So please, believe me when I say, we are here to help you,
like an intervention.
What do you get for your help, Alexi?
Six new vacancies on the board.
How many do you get to fill?
Or is it just the rocketeering division that you get?
I'm sure your friends in Moscow
would love to get their hands on my technology.
Yeah. They could launch their dark satellites using my rockets.
I said it.
But isn't that what this is all about?
Acquiring,
what is it you're calling Luther Bruhn's outfit?
Security firm?
Corporate services safety...
I'm gonna call it what it is.
A paid army.
Mercenaries. Professional spies.
Unaccountable to any legal oversight whatsoever.
Accountability is why we're here.
You refuse to accept the harm you're causing our company.
Not yours, Peter. Ours.
We built the infrastructure of Panacea.
I am taking us into the future.
All we have to do now is to care for it and feed it.
Then why are you giving away patents?
We are all accustomed to risk. Some of us even thrive on it.
So we all kept silent after the development costs kept rising.
We kept silent as progress stalled.
Even after the accident.
We kept silent, because we believed in you, Peter.
And we saw the financial payoff.
So I'll ask you again,
are we giving away the patents that built Panacea?
No.
And yes.
That's nonsense. What are you talking about?
All technical and engineering patents
remain company property, just as they always have.
The data, Peter.
The data that predicts disease outbreak
and medicine shortages, do we control that?
No.
Engineering patents are worth billions.
But information, this kind of information,
is worth trillions.
If we, the shareholders, paid for that information,
why shouldn't we own it?
Well...
For the very same reason
that Jonas Salk gave away the polio vaccine.
The good of humankind.
We all want to help humanity,
but we don't want to go hungry doing it.
Under the circumstances, I can no longer support you
as president of the board.
With regret, I charge that Peter Swann has violated
the fiduciary responsibility of the board, the shareholders
and the company itself.
I move that the board hold an immediate vote
to determine the confidence in Peter's leadership.
-I second. -Seconded.
We're obliged to move on to a roll call vote.
-That won't be necessary. -So you resign?
I do not. According to the bylaws,
I'm entitled to transfer
the power of my agency to another board member for 30 days.
-I object! -Overruled.
The bylaws do so state.
You forfeit your vote
and will be forbidden from selling any stocks.
Understood.
Are you prepared to make such a designation?
Normally, I wouldn't blur the lines between business and family...
but under the circumstances, I have six fewer board members as allies,
and I am left with no choice but to designate...
but to designate our founder, our chairman emeritus...
my father, Reginald Swann.
And I accept.
So... Let's get down to business.
Romy...
Will you do that thing I like?
Which thing?
I'm pretty sure there's more than one.
With the blindfold? Again?
One more time. I swear I'll leave you alone.
And... Go.
Your turn.
Is Jane still there?
Based on the charges I'm seeing, she's buying out the whole store.
Danny, you need new shoes.
Can you get him new shoes, please? Thanks.
No. My dad would wear something like that.
Just leave. I'll do it.
-Let's get you a...tie. -Miss Swann.
I've gotta escort you to a safe location.
Why? My father doesn't care where I am.
-Even so... -She's safe with me.
-Stay out of this. -Not gonna happen.
-He's got a gun! -What? Where?!
-Call Trig! Get me out of this. -Copy.
Do you know what you've done?
I have stopped you from making a big mistake.
The satellite. You can't stop that.
No more than you can stop the future itself.
Zora...
Why isn't your phone on? I found Grace.
Grace is in the Congo. Talked to a doctor named Vesor.
-I know John. -Ajay tracked him down.
Grace's errand was to bring him vaccines,
to help prevent an outbreak of Marburg virus.
That's why she went to Geneva.
That's where we have the lab storage facility.
That's why she wouldn't tell me.
Marburg's disease.
Grace...
It's worse than that. She's been taken.
Kidnapped.
I'm so sorry, Peter. It was the militia.
A hoard of gangsters that come here and steal our medicines.
I know how precious Grace is to you. I've let you both down.
Dr Vesor, listen. I'm coming to get Grace out.
I will be there tomorrow.
-You're not going. -Try and stop me!
John, figure out what you can. Be safe.
-Okay. -I'll be there tomorrow.
No!
-Hey Vincent. -Trig, how fast can you get to Ajay?
As soon as I get Jack out of the doghouse.
The what?
Never mind. Just call Ajay, he'll brief you.
Doghouse...?
Release of liability.
This is where you smile.
Edward. You gonna eat that sandwich?
It's work.
-What's up? -Peter and I are headed to the Congo.
-The Congo? Today? -You know where Peter keeps his jet.
-Jets. -Connover Airport.
We'll need our passports and as much gear as you can throw together.
Watch your six. The big meeting didn't go Zora's way.
-Luther will be looking to hit back. -Got it.
You're going to Africa?
No.
And it's rude... to eavesdrop.
Yeah, sorry. It's the cop in me.
I don't suppose you can put it off for 30 minutes?
Eat your sandwich.
And lock up when you leave.
Call me.
-Sorry, can I...? -Of course.
You looking for something special?
Yes, actually, for my dad.
-I wanna make a strong impression. -A good impression, I hope.
Big, anyway.
Nobody move! This is a robbery!
Anybody move and I ventilate the little miss princess.
-Don't give him anything. -Shut up!
-I mean it! -So do I!
Seriously, be more scared.
-Please don't let him hurt me. -Open this case up right now.
Open it!
Please sir, don't shoot out all the security cameras.
Get a bag. Put it in it.
Hurry, 'cause he looks crazy.
I am crazy!
I guess he wants all the cash too.
Sure, why not... Load it up!
Get back over here! Turn around.
This... is for your trouble.
No, that's too much.
Nice necklace.
-I can't open the door. -It's a pull.
-Hey, how are you doing? -Welcome back.
-Hey, Kurt. -Hi.
Hello, sunshine.
What's wrong? You look happy.
-What's this? -Just a snack.
Coconut cake? I hope, I pray.
Beet salad with goat cheese.
You're eating for two now.
-Patrick. -You still chasing Tariq Bulsari?
Until I catch him. Why?
You know this guy?
Eyes up, boyo.
Zed. Zed something.
He says Bulsari has a new lieutenant.
An American named Corbo. They served together in the legion.
Vincent Corbo?
Danny Corbo. Thought you'd like to know.
In a bit of a hurry, are we today, sir?
Today and every day, sir.
Damn girl. How rich are you?
-Very? -And you made me steal all of this?
-You could have bought it. -That wouldn't have been fun.
And I raise you five.
Full of the loot!
Watches and a ring.
The jet will be standing by in 30 minutes.
At least an hour in this traffic.
Let's see if we can do something about that.
-You hacked their signal? -I changed it, I didn't hack it.
Swann Corp wrote the software for the override for first responders.
That's awfully handy.
I try not to abuse it, but I am weak.
-Can you turn them back to red? -Any color you want. Why?
Why else? Don't turn around.
-Is that one of Luther's? -Let's not find out.
That was almost too easy.
Thank you.
For corrupting you?
Too late for that.
What, then?
This was the first time that money has ever been fun for me.
Let's make sure it's not the last time.
What do you know about these militias? How insane are they?
Kidnappings are part of their business model.
-So you think they'll ransom her? -I have to be honest with you.
She's in a bad spot.
-The sooner I get there... -We get there.
Right. 'Cause no one's gonna wanna hold a billionaire for ransom.
Luther has really got it in for these guys.
They'll never see this coming.
What is that?
Hold on!
-Peter. -Whoa!
-Look out the window. -I can see fine from here.
What is targeting us?
Damn it, I missed.
Eh, Vincent...?
Get down!
Now that is an abuse of technology.
-Don't lose him. -I won't.
This is not my first rodeo.
-You didn't say you had air support. -You didn't ask.
-Anytime. -Just drive.
Hey, keep it straight.
Yeah, you've got company.
Boom!
-What the hell? -Something hit us.
-Colby, are you following this? -It's another drone. Give me control.
Copy that. It's all yours, Colby.
Go, go!
Oh, let's dance.
That's cute.
Okay, steady.
No. Come on.
I'm going to force him over to your side.
Copy that. I'm ready.
Come on, move.
-Three... -Move!
-Two... -Come on.
Now, take the wheel!
Yeah!
No!
Come on!
Got it.
Whoa!
Come on.
That was cool.
Ten hours to Brazzaville. Chopper will take us to the border.
-These are yours. -You're all staying here.
-You can't go in there alone. -It borders a war zone.
Ajay is arranging operators who know the area.
Sorry, my call. I need you to stay and watch my daughter and dad.
If they let you. We'll be right back.
As your overpaid security adviser, I need to tell you, you shouldn't go.
As your client, I advise you to shut up and do your job.
Wow... It's going to be a long flight.
That's it!
No.
I don't need your reasons. When I say get out, you get out.
-I'm not leaving my daughter. -Stupid woman.
Zora's not staying here. She's going with you.
So get your stuff and get out!
-Out! -Please!
Get out!
You. Out!
-Zora, be nice. -Now!
Witch...
What the hell is wrong with you?
Now let's get down to business.
What's wrong with me?
After everything I've done for you,
everything you've put me through...
-and you do this to me. -Get out.
Get out!
No. This time, dad...
you get out.
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