[mysterious music playing]
[water gurgling]
[rhythmic whooshing]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[McKenna] Bang on target, HQ.
[Jo] All right, agents. Let's lock the perimeter.
[Grim] How's it looking out there?
[Fisher] Deader than disco.
[Grim] The engine control room will be below deck
at the far end of the ship.
All clear. Heading in.
[Grim] Be careful in there.
We're here.
[helicopter blades whirring]
[mysterious music intensifies]
[music trails off]
[suspenseful intro music playing]
[music trails off]
[alarm klaxon drones]
[tense music playing]
[panting]
[ship creaking]
[McKenna] Oh my God.
This place is a bloody graveyard.
-[cough] -[McKenna gasps]
[groaning feebly]
[gasping]
[strained gurgling]
[gurgling stops]
I'll find the engine room. You secure the bridge.
If I can't prevent collision here, you'll have to stop it there.
How hard can it be?
[night vision powering up]
[music crescendos, trails off]
[monitor bleeping]
[Diana] We should be fine,
so long as you hold the ship on course.
[Milena] Uh, Ms. Shetland,
they are ready for you.
Let's get to it then. And lighten up, will you?
Let's not allow a bit of weather to ruin our big day.
[Diana] It is a great privilege to introduce to you Xanadu,
the apex of our clean energy initiative.
A true marvel of modern engineering.
Every single island can generate enough electricity
to power a city of over two million people.
Xanadu is a synthetic and fully customizable platform,
generating energy from wind,
water and the sun on a scale which up until now has only been imagined.
My father's work to forge strong and lasting bonds
with you, your governments, and military institutions
have not been in vain.
Xanadu will lead your nations to total energy independence,
and allow you to navigate this world in constant crisis.
Best news of all? The model is fully scalable.
[man] Wow.
Can you believe it?
[indistinct clattering]
[taut, suspenseful music playing]
Propulsion control is locked. Time to go old-school.
-[lever clanks] -[alarm blares]
[hydraulic hissing]
Nothing like good old Russian hydraulics
to test my resolve.
-Shit. It's locked. -[Thunder] Try from the outside.
There's another entrance via the funnel. Two levels up.
[windstorm rushing]
[McKenna grunting, struggling]
I've reconnected with the Lazarev's GPS.
How long have we got?
Fifteen minutes until the boat reaches the gas terminal.
[Grim sighs] That's cutting it close.
Sam, status, please.
[Fisher grunts]
[Grim] Sam?
Shit.
Booby trap.
Engine room is fucked.
[Grim] Fucked how?
Well and truly fucked. We're heading forward at full throttle.
If McKenna can't take the bridge, this boat's a bullet in the water.
[McKenna panting]
[wind whistling]
[ship creaking, groaning]
[cries out]
Okay, I'm in the funnel.
[Thunder] In the side pocket of your vest, you'll find a bug.
Got it.
Once inside, plant the bug there so I can take command of the ship.
Copy.
[Thunder] You need to locate the autopilot next to the ECDIS.
Looks like a black box next to the steering unit.
ECDIS. Black box. Steering unit. Gotcha.
Place the bug underneath.
[harsh metallic creaking]
[wind whistling]
[foreboding music playing]
-Shit. -[Freya snarls]
[gunfire in distance]
[panting]
Fuck.
[restrained, foreboding music playing]
[panting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Freya in German] Shit!
[Freya grunting]
[taut, suspenseful music building]
[harsh, ragged panting]
[cries out]
[Freya groaning]
[taut, suspenseful music continuing]
[music crescendoing]
[music trailing off]
[breathing shakily]
[McKenna whimpering]
[distressing music playing]
No.
Yes.
[explosion booming]
[explosion fading away]
She did it. She fucking did it. We're in.
Sam, have you made it to the bridge?
Do you have eyes on McKenna?
[low, distraught music playing]
[Fisher coughing]
McKenna!
-Do we have command of the ship? -Yeah.
[Grim] Let's pull the brakes on it. Sam?
Sam. Have you made it to the bridge?
I have.
This ship ain't no cruise.
I'll tell you that much.
[Grim] Never thought I'd be saying this,
but good work out there, agents.
[McKenna] Don't you get all teary-eyed on us, boss.
[computer bleeps, squawks]
All the navigation systems are unresponsive.
I… I don't get it.
[man 1] If this island could solve poor weather,
I'd be willing to double my country's bet on this technology.
[man 2] Only price I'd be willing to pay is the price of my ticket home.
I understand your skepticism, Congressman, but we need to trust change.
Embrace it.
And with the future on fast approach,
who wouldn't want to be amongst the very first on board?
[phone buzzing]
Uh, excuse me.
I need to take this.
[man 2] Let's hope it's over quickly.
-Hello, Charlie. -[Charlie] Hey, sis.
You know, you really are missing one hell of an event.
-Think it'll save the company? -Most certainly.
But only if the gas terminal falls, right?
What did you say?
[computer trilling rapidly]
Coordinates are now 23 degrees to the northeast?
[Charlie] What can I say?
Like you, I am my father's blood.
And like you both, sowing the seeds of chaos
more often than not brings peace to harvest.
But you, sis, you garden like a hobbyist,
and I like a true agrarian.
[ominous music playing]
[exhales steadily]
[keyboard clacking swiftly]
[bleeping, squawking]
Oh, shit.
[Diana] Charlie.
What have you done?
[Charlie] I've altered your designs, dear sister.
The ship's servers were hacked some 20 minutes ago.
That's around the same time the agents boarded the Lazarev.
Some sort of Trojan hacked the system before they could even get to the bridge.
We were outplayed from the beginning.
[Charlie] What you set in motion, the big picture, it's perfection.
-Except for one thing. -[shuddering]
The ship has veered far off Greifswald.
[Charlie] I mean, come now.
Why strike at the body, when one best strikes at the head?
-[Diana gasps] -With Europe's leaders on their knees,
a vast and hungry vacuum of power will form,
into which I am poised to enter.
[Thunder] Shit.
No way.
[Charlie] I consider you my phoenix,
from whose ashes I, Father's true legacy, shall rise.
-[alarm blaring] -[Thunder] Fuck!
I can't override it.
The boat's too close. There's no way we can avoid it.
-[Thunder] It's Xanadu they're targeting. -What? That doesn't make sense.
[Jo] We've got a hundred souls on board.
Heads of state, civilians, engineers,
and Diana Shetland herself.
[Fisher] Why would she do that?
[Grim] I don't know, Sam, and we don't have time for this. Get out!
Please.
[Charlie] You know there's nothing to do, Diana.
Ah, as for me missing the event, sis…
I rather prefer my view from here.
Take a deep breath. It'll be over soon.
[softly] Charlie.
[Diana shuddering]
[somber, distraught music playing]
Let's have the fireworks, then.
[Grim] Jesus, Sam, get out!
[Charlie gasps]
Sam! There's nothing you can do! It's over!
You have to let go.
Come on.
-[alarm blaring] -[Fisher] Heading out now.
[wind whistling]
[ship creaking ominously]
[distraught music continuing]
[ominous music building]
[breathing shakily]
[inhales, exhales deeply]
[low rumbling]
-We need to get on this. -Do you hear that?
The ground's shaking.
[rumbling intensifies]
[thunderous collision booming]
-[metallic groaning] -[panicked screaming]
Where's the exit?
[panicked screaming, clamoring]
[alarm klaxon blaring]
[water trickling, surging]
-[water gurgling] -[muffled collisions]
[Fisher] So what's the endgame?
[Douglas] How do you mean?
[Fisher] In the grand scheme of what we do.
To what end?
This is mankind we're talking, Sammy boy.
Ain't no end. Just history repeating.
Then why do it?
Because it's right.
You stray from it, only just slightly,
and you'll become the bad guy.
You stay with it…
you'll have your soul.
But you'll end up alone.
Feels like both paths lead to damnation.
[thunder rumbling]
[Douglas] Nah, just the one.
[somber, melancholy music playing]
[Douglas] The other just feels like it.
[McKenna gasping]
[Fisher inhales sharply]
You all right?
For a minute back there, I thought I was gone.
Thank you.
For fuck's sake, Sam.
What did we miss? How many people dead?
Diana, she--
[Fisher] Now is not the time to untangle those knots.
[McKenna] But I started this mess.
-I could have-- -[Fisher] You started nothing.
I failed long before you had anything to do with all this.
The truth is, this job makes you question everything
you thought you knew about the world.
But we have a responsibility to keep trying.
Well, right now it just sucks.
[Fisher] Yeah, that it does.
I know, Mr. President.
There's honestly nothing more I can say, sir.
Yes, Mr. President.
What'd he say?
Nothing.
Everything.
I'm sorry.
-I should have-- -We played it right, Thunder.
Or at least, as right as we could.
It, though, has done us wrong.
But ain't that the game?
[Kaiju whines]
["Golden Apples, Pt. II" by Galt MacDermot playing]
[elegant, lively jazz music playing]
[phone buzzes]
[lighter clinks]
[sinister music rises]
[phone buzzes]
[chuckles wryly]
[music slows, halts]
Jenny? Jenny, what the fuck is going on?
Jenny, for fuck's sake.
[sinister music intensifying]
-Come on, come on. -[lighter clicking]
Fuck.
Is someone there?
[music trails off]
-[night vision powering up] -[Charlie] Wait. No. Please don't!
[silenced gunfire]
[somber, brooding outro music playing]
[music trails off]