[dramatic music]
♪
[camera shutter clicks]
Step forward. [speaking Arabic]
One call. Make it quick.
[speaks Arabic]
♪
[mutters]
[line trilling]
Hello?
- B--Beatrice. - Hello?
Dad?
- [shouting in Arabic] - [shouting in Arabic]
Legat Connelly. Thanks for coming.
Things are moving pretty fast here.
Go ahead, Amanda.
Nine years ago, five American civilian contractors
went missing in Tripoli, Libya.
They were probably kidnapped by one of the many armed militia
running amok after Gaddafi was deposed
and the Libyan Civil War broke out.
The search was called off six years ago,
and all five Americans were presumed dead,
but one of them just popped up on our radar.
Bill Cormack. I remember.
We don't know how he escaped,
but Cormack just resurfaced in Qamar,
the maximum security prison complex
just outside of Tripoli. - My God.
Have you confirmed his identity?
Smitty has a source inside the prison
who passed along Cormack's intake photo.
[indistinct shouting]
Cormack was arrested for theft and vagrancy in Tripoli
but had no form of identification.
So as of now, the Libyan authorities
have no idea that they have a former FBI agent
in their custody.
And it's only a matter of time
before the current regime finds out his real identity,
at which point they will sell him off to any number
of hostile powers, and next thing you know,
Cormack is the star of a hostage video on YouTube.
[ominous music]
♪
No. No. No, no, no, no.
What's wrong with you?
I told you everything I know. No!
Oh!
♪
Libya is one of the most
dangerous countries in the world.
America hasn't had a diplomatic presence there since Benghazi.
I hear you, but Bill Cormack has
served honorably for 20 years.
He is part of the brotherhood,
so I'm sure you'll agree that we have to do everything
possible to get him out. - I do agree.
But we need to bring the State Department here,
official channels. - No, we can't.
The diplomatic route would just expose his real identity.
Right now, the priority is speed and secrecy.
We need a plan to break him out.
We already have one.
[dramatic music]
♪
Hey.
You are American, yes?
Every foreigner has to pay a tax in Qamar.
Hmm?
So...
if you want to enjoy your stay here...
[grunts]
[laughs]
Don't lie like this.
Keep moving.
♪
More American prisoners.
I didn't know we were in Cleveland.
I said keep moving.
[tense music]
♪
OK, tough guy.
I will see you again soon.
[laughs]
♪
Bill?
My name is Scott Forrester.
This is Damian Powell.
We're with the FBI.
We're gonna get you out of here.
[suspenseful music]
♪
We've reactivated old aliases for Forrester and Powell.
We managed to get them both arrested
and tossed into Qamar for trafficking
illegal antiquities.
Will those covers hold up under scrutiny?
Well, I've patched as many holes as I could,
but if anybody does a deep dive, all bets are off.
Claire.
Qamar prison, the structure was first built as a hospital
by the Italians during their colonization campaign
of the 1930s, converted to a prison
under the Gaddafi dictatorship.
I've heard about this place. It's a human rights nightmare.
There was a massacre of inmates back in the '90s, right?
1997. Over 200 prisoners killed.
The guards have essentially ceded control
over the yard and cell blocks to the inmates.
It's one of the most dangerous prisons in the world.
Libyans call it "The Last Stop."
That's why we needed Forrester
and Powell on the inside to protect Cormack
until we can get him out. - If we can get him out.
♪
[keypad beeping]
Smitty's already in Libya.
Europol maintains a covert base of operations in Tripoli
for undercover assignments.
But officially, she's there conducting
a different investigation.
Kyle, is she set up yet? - Checking now.
♪
We good to go over there?
I think I have everything I need.
It took some doing, but I'm all set to visit the prison
and interrogate Forrester and Powell.
Tell me about your source.
Khaled Abood.
First crossed him three years ago during
a war crimes investigation.
It's gonna take $50,000 USD, but he'll work with us.
Abood will put Forrester, Powell,
and Cormack on a medical transport arriving
tomorrow morning 8:00 a.m.
We're cooking up paperwork on our end to make
the transfer look official.
Our lads will just stroll out the front door.
Bob's your uncle, they'll be back in Budapest
by suppertime. - Keep me posted.
Will do.
So we need an extraction
since there's no American embassy in Libya.
I'll interface with my counterpart in Tunisia.
If our guys can get to the coastline,
I'll have an MH-60 helo waiting to scoop them up.
[dramatic music]
♪
OK, your partner's on her way.
The third man? - He's asleep in his cell.
- Who is he? - It's not your concern.
My life is on the line.
I need to know exactly who I'm dealing with.
Otherwise, we're all in danger. - We're already in danger.
Nobody said this was gonna be easy, OK?
That's what the money's for. So calm down.
Stick to the plan. You'll get your payout.
Move! Come with me!
That man over there, shot-caller, what's his deal?
Hassan Abdallah. He was a Libyan officer.
I'd stay away from him. - Too late for that.
We might need some help keeping him off our backs.
Figure it out. Welcome to Qamar.
How does that feel?
Any pain? - No, I'm good.
How long before I can ditch the boot and get back to work?
Well, that's up to the doctor to decide.
Come on. What's your best guess?
Another week?
I'd say you're still a month away, maybe two.
Two months?
To be active, yes.
With the nerve damage, even desk duty
is going to be a challenge for a while.
You have to be patient.
♪
Assalamu alaikum, Ms. Garretson.
Welcome to Qamar.
Service weapon, mobile phone.
♪
Please.
Warmest greetings.
My name is Abdel Bashir, warden here at Qamar.
I am at your service.
Megan Garretson, Europol.
Matthew Crandall and Justin Dobbs,
arrested for trafficking illegal antiquities.
Hmm.
I must say, this is a first for Qamar.
The illicit trafficking of cultural antiquities
is a $10 billion a year global industry.
I don't doubt that.
I'm talking about the criminals, not the crime.
We've never had this many American inmates
at the same time.
And they've grown quite a bit, uh--
how do you Brits say--
chummy.
We grant some measure of autonomy within the walls,
but I keep a very close eye over everything
that happens in my prison.
We're looking into your two traffickers,
but the other man remains a mystery.
Not my problem.
I'm here to interrogate Crandall and Dobbs
on behalf of Europol.
- Abood. - Yeah.
[speaks Arabic]
Please come with me.
♪
Do not take long.
I swept the room for bugs.
We can talk freely.
How are you holding up?
Well, the food sucks.
How did it go with the warden?
He's no fool.
The longer you're in here, the more questions he'll ask,
questions he'll eventually get the answers to.
We'll be long gone by then. What about Abood?
Can we trust him?
Absent the promise of a financial payout, no.
But I'll meet him tonight with the first half,
keep that carrot dangled.
How's Cormack?
He's in rough shape.
Whatever they did to him, it wasn't pretty.
He can move well enough, but his head might be going.
Is that gonna be a problem?
We're set to move in less than 24 hours.
No, we will be ready on our end.
Smashing.
Next item on the agenda, your burner.
Warden, I didn't know you'd be joining us.
I thought I'd lend my expertise
to your investigation.
This is my country after all.
Please, continue.
It's pointless.
Since these blokes would rather rot in a Libyan prison cell,
then give me their list of buyers.
I already told you, we're not talking
until we have a lawyer present--
an American lawyer.
You don't seem to understand the gravity of your situation.
Didn't they teach you how to listen at Hogwarts?
- [grunts] - Hey!
- [grunting] - Get off of me.
I'm done with these two!
- Abood, take them away. - Out! Out! Move!
Now, move. - [groaning]
Ow, my nose. - Move.
Ow, my nose.
[dramatic music]
♪
[door slams]
[keypad beeping]
[door whirs]
Agent Raines. Welcome.
Security's sure been stepped up.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Andre!
[chuckles] Hey, Cam.
Oh, it's so good to see you again.
How are you feeling? - Great.
I'm almost done with rehab.
I'm not breaking 100-meter dash records anytime soon,
but I'll be clear for field work in no time.
A couple of weeks tops. - Really?
I'm hearing a couple of months.
Nah. I'm--I'm digging the new digs.
Yeah. More staff. Ernesto.
- Hey. - Kyle.
- Hey. - Claire's in the back.
More security.
I mean, after the explosion, HQ mandated more upgrades.
It's good to hear.
Oh, and congrats on the promotion.
It's well deserved. - [chuckles] Appreciate it.
Well, why don't you get settled in,
caught up on the case.
Oh, fully apprised.
- Cameron. - This is Amanda Tate.
She's our new supervisory intelligence analyst.
She's been holding down the fort while you've been out.
Andre Raines.
It's great to finally meet you in person.
Same.
I'd give you the tour,
but we just got an alert from New York.
ASAC Valentine wants to talk.
[tense music]
♪
I'm not aware of the details,
but I heard you all might have found Bill Cormack.
I've been talking to Beatrice Cormack,
Bill's daughter.
She's been calling the past few days
asking about her dad. She was referred to me.
I made a few calls, and here we are.
So what's up?
Yeah. It's pretty touch and go over here,
and we usually don't involve family at this stage of a case
unless they have substantive information.
Well--well, I think we can throw "usually"
out the window on this one.
I knew Bill Cormack.
He was a few years ahead of me,
but I remember him being a good agent, a good guy.
And if I were in his shoes,
I would want my daughter to know.
Just talk to her. Let her know what's going on.
Who knows?
If she's anything like her old man,
she might even be able to help.
Well, send me her number.
I will give her a call when I find a minute.
Actually, I've got her on hold right now.
Route the call to Forrester's office.
I will take it there.
I will keep you updated. - Thank you, Cameron.
Hey, Andre. What's up? Welcome back.
Thanks, Jubal.
You don't look like a Scott Forrester.
I'm Special Agent Cameron Vo, and I'm Agent Forrester's
primary relief supervisor.
Do you know where my dad is? Is he alive?
Let's--let's back up.
How do you even know about this?
Four days ago, I got a call from a Libyan number.
It only lasted a couple seconds,
but I recognized my dad's voice on the other end.
And since then, I have told the exact same story
to 24 different people in the Bureau
trying to figure out what's going on.
You guys have put me on hold
more times than a freaking cable company.
Ms. Cormack, I understand your frustrations,
but this is an active operation.
Nine years.
It has been nine years since my dad went missing.
Nine years not knowing whether he is alive or dead.
Do you-- do you have any idea
what it feels like to live with that kind of cloud
hanging over you?
[somber music]
Please, I just need a straight answer.
Is my dad alive?
♪
Yes. He's alive.
But he is in danger, and we are doing everything
we can to bring him home.
Please, if anything happens, I want to know.
I need to know.
♪
[keyboard clacks] [computer chimes]
I have never seen trauma this bad.
I mean, now and then, I'll get a lucid moment,
but then he just goes blank. He's practically catatonic.
[clears throat]
Hey, Bill. How we doing, buddy?
Look, I know that you've been through a lot.
The fact that you're still alive,
that's a miracle, but I promise--
hey, I'm gonna get you home, OK?
I'm gonna get you all the help that you need.
Home.
Yeah. [chuckles]
Yeah, Bill.
- No. No. No. - Why not?
I--I can't.
I can't leave without him.
Miguel--Miguel, he still can't walk.
And Joanne, she needs her meds and--
I promised. I--
It's OK, Bill.
What'd he say?
Miguel Torres and Joanne McDuffie
were two of the four Americans who went missing
with Cormack nine years ago.
He still thinks that he's being held captive along with them.
I mean, if Cormack was able to get out of there alive
somehow, there is a chance that they could still be out there.
If that was true, if Cormack knows
where they are, he can't put two words together.
Look at that.
I think he's trying to tell us something.
He's playing tic-tac-toe by himself.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.
[ominous music]
Tough guy.
I want to apologize for earlier.
OK.
You are foreigners.
You just don't understand how it works in Qamar.
And I didn't explain it well, so I'm sorry.
Apology accepted.
[speaks Arabic]
Let's go, guys. [laughter]
I like you, Yankee.
But we still have some things to make clear here.
You don't have to do this, man.
Why don't you all just go about your business?
[clicks tongue]
Look around you.
A world this small,
the only thing a man has is his reputation.
[tense music]
♪
[shouts in Arabic]
♪
[screams]
[shouting in Arabic]
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
In your cell.
[shouting in Arabic]
You!
Move.
♪
Hey, listen, tomorrow's off, OK?
- What? - We have to delay.
We need a few days at least. - No, that is not happening.
We are leaving tomorrow morning.
That's the plan. - The warden.
He knows something is wrong.
He looked into your friend's cover.
I overheard him on the phone to the army.
I don't know when, but they want
to transfer your friend to the Libyan Guard
for interrogation.
And if that happens, you will never see him again.
This warden is on me like a shadow.
Tell your people to straighten out their aliases,
and then we'll proceed as planned, OK?
We will be specks on the horizon
by the time they find out who we really are,
and this will never come back to you.
Plus, there are 50,000 reasons
why you want to go through with this,
half of which you are getting tonight.
100,000.
75.
I am warning you, I am not going to get caught for this.
This is not America, my friend.
Trying to escape from Qamar, you do not get punished.
You get chopped up and fed to the goats.
Oh, I'm going to need a, uh, pencil and paper, by the way.
♪
Look at you, sitting at the big man's desk.
If the shoe fits.
I may have lost a few months, but I'm still
gonna be FBI director before you.
I'll hand you the keys to the office after my tenure.
Oh, that's my line.
What?
Andre, you clench your jaw
every time you put weight on that leg.
You know you don't have to front with me, right?
Agent Forrester is on the line.
He's got an update. - Thanks, Ernesto.
[tense music]
Given Cormack's condition, no.
But I can't be sure.
If there's the slightest chance
these hostages are alive, we have to move on it.
OK, we'll connect with other agencies
in the intel community, but can you get anything
more specific from Cormack? - Yeah.
I'll see what I can do.
And hey, this Hassan Abdallah,
the one who's trying to kill me,
I want to know everything about him.
Copy that. [line beeps]
Um, Agent Vo?
Beatrice Cormack is here.
What do you mean she's here?
I mean, she's here in Budapest at our front door.
[dramatic music]
I work at a tech startup in London.
As soon as we got off the phone,
I booked a flight to Budapest, and I came straight here.
Beatrice, I can't imagine what you and your family
have gone through, but there isn't much
you can do for your dad right now.
I think you should go home-- - No.
[scoffs] No. No way.
I heard my dad's voice for the first time in a decade.
I find out he's alive,
and I'm supposed to just, what, sit on my ass?
I never understood
how everyone could move on like that.
You know, when they called off the search,
we had a funeral for my dad.
Casket, flowers, everything.
And I...I couldn't go.
[somber music]
I never changed my number.
I stay by the phone in case he called.
I have never wavered.
So no, I'm not going anywhere.
♪
But if you do make me leave, I'll--
I'll go straight to the press.
[tense music]
♪
How's he doing?
He's-- [sighs]
nothing.
[exhales]
I want to ask you a few questions, Bill, OK?
[sighs]
The other hostages, the Americans, the ones
who were taken with you, what happened to them?
[somber music]
The others--the others--
I-- - Are they still out there?
The kid-- can't leave here without them.
Mm-hmm.
When you escaped, were they still alive?
♪
Bill. Hey.
We want to help them, too, all right?
You were trying to draw something earlier, remember?
Show me.
♪
That looks like mountains.
The view through a window.
Is this where they kept you?
The location?
[dramatic music]
♪
Libya is bigger than Alaska.
There could be hundreds of miles of mountains and hills.
It's like looking for a needle in a haystack,
except the haystack is trying to kill us.
I'll see what Vo can do with this.
Yeah.
I've digitized Cormack's drawing
and started running an image recognition algorithm.
Region-based convolutional neural network.
I heard you were good.
Ernesto, can you cross reference
with satellite imagery in our geographic information
system database? - On it.
If a topographical pattern like this exists in Libya,
we might be able to find a match.
Heavy emphasis on "might."
Well, unless and until Forrester
can get something more definitive from Cormack,
this is our only move.
♪
[phone buzzes]
- What's up? - We may have a problem.
I'm leaving to meet Abood now,
but he hasn't confirmed our location.
He's not answering my calls or texts.
All right, I'll find him, see what's going on.
Thanks.
[tense music]
[officers speaking in Arabic]
The hell?
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey. - What's going on?
Hey!
The warden wants him in solitary confinement
until he's transferred to the army.
We had a deal-- [grunts]
I don't know you.
Hey, get your hands off me! Stop!
[shouting]
Where you taking me? What the hell?
Stop!
[grunts] Get off me!
Plan A is no longer an option,
so we need to pivot to whatever the hell plan B is and fast.
I might have a way to get them out.
The east wall of the prison almost came down
three years ago due to soil erosion
around its foundation.
They tried to fix it, but the problem was structural.
Back in the 1930s, the Italians built
a subterranean tunnel that runs directly under the east wall.
That's why the foundation is compromised.
The tunnel's been bricked up on the prison side,
but there's an access hatch 50 meters outside the east wall
here.
But if the tunnel's been bricked up,
how are we gonna go through it?
We're not gonna go through it.
We're gonna blow it up.
Blowing up the tunnel will crack the foundation,
and that'll make the whole wall come down.
Causing enough of a distraction for our guys
to get to the gate on the south wall,
our new extraction point.
I'll get Forrester and Smitty hit.
Beatrice Cormack is asking for an update.
You know what? I need a photo of her.
Sure thing.
[dramatic music]
♪
Hey, Bill. It's time.
Get ready. We're breaking out of here.
- We're--we're leaving? - Yeah. OK?
I know that you were scared and confused, OK?
No. No, no, no, no, no.
Joanne and Miguel, we can't--
we can't leave without them. I promised them.
I--no!
We can't leave without them. - Listen to me.
I want to live.
Do you want to live? And I want to go home.
And I want to get you home too.
I want to show you something, OK?
[tender music]
That's your daughter, Beatrice,
and she is waiting for you, Bill.
She's been waiting for you for the last nine years.
Look, we both got a lot to live for,
but we got to get the hell out of here,
and we got to keep it together. Look at me.
I need you to trust me.
Do you trust me?
I trust you.
Any luck with that drawing?
The image is just way too vague.
I've got a thousand potential hits.
Cormack was looking at a mountain range
through a window, so what if we adjust
the parameters of the search
to include residential and commercial buildings
within 50 miles?
I can try, but I think we're gonna
end up in the same place.
[tense music]
♪
Hey, Cam, you got something?
What if it wasn't a window?
What are you doing?
Running Cormack's drawing through a reverse image search.
I don't think that's gonna--
We've been under the assumption that Cormack
has been trying to show us a location,
but what if he wasn't?
Yeah, Cormack wasn't drawing a view from a window.
He was drawing us a logo.
They're almost identical.
So Cormack must have been held in a facility
owned or operated by Battaros.
It's slim, but it's our best lead yet.
Kyle, start looking into the company for any connections
to armed militias or organized crime.
Got it.
[suspenseful music]
♪
- I need some good news. - Quite the opposite.
They've called in a military transport.
It's 20 minutes away from the prison.
They're coming for Powell.
- Son of a bitch. - I'm ready at my end.
You need to get him out and get to the south wall right now.
All right.
♪
[speaking Arabic]
Are you crazy? I'm gonna kill you.
Carotid artery's just 1 and 1/2 inches below the skin.
A good enough jab, and you'll bleed out in 10 seconds.
And then what?
You think you would walk out of here alive?
That's exactly what I'm gonna do,
and you're gonna help me do it.
[dramatic music]
Your name is Hassan Abdallah, staff sergeant,
Libyan Armed Forces, 18th Battalion.
You were sentenced to 35 years in prison
for refusing to torture enemy combatants.
Who are you?
I'm Special Agent Scott Forrester.
I'm with the FBI.
You don't belong here, OK?
You've done what you had to do to survive.
You're not a criminal.
Help me and my partner break out of here,
and you can come with us,
and I swear to you that the U.S. government
will provide protection. - [laughs]
You're gonna break out of here? Off Qamar?
I know you have a family.
[soft dramatic music]
Wife, daughter.
The little girl, what's her name?
- Safa. - Safa.
You can be with her again and your wife.
♪
How do I know you are what you say?
How do I know I can trust you?
Because I'm choosing to trust you.
But thinking time is over.
You've got to make a decision now.
♪
Military transport is ten minutes out.
Smitty is all geared up waiting for the go ahead.
Tell her we're green.
[suspenseful music]
♪
Huh?
[clicks tongue]
♪
Let's go.
Check out time?
Yeah.
He's coming with us.
- The more the merrier. - Let's go.
♪
[tool whirring]
[grunts]
Tell Forrester he's got five minutes.
[device beeps]
♪
[explosion]
Now comes the hard part.
[alarm blaring]
[indistinct chatter, screaming]
♪
Everyone OK?
All good. Get that gate closed.
Hey, stop!
Stop. Stop. Back inside.
I said back inside.
♪
Hey, everybody back inside the prison.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey! Tell him to drop his weapon now.
Walk away, man. It's over.
Drop your weapon, or I will kill her.
Damian.
[suspenseful music]
♪
Right.
Everybody back inside the prison.
Think about what you're doing, Abood.
I am a Europol officer.
You have no idea what kind of hell that will unleash.
Shut your mouth, or I will blow your head off.
Listen, we can still get you the $75,000
or whatever you want. - Go to hell.
Do you know how many medals they will give me for this?
Now,
back inside the prison, or I will kill her.
I'm not going to ask you again.
♪
Let's go!
♪
Target is secured.
We are en route to extraction point now.
15 klicks out.
Let's have that bird ready to fly.
[phone buzzing]
- Oh, my God. - What?
They found them.
They found the hostages.
They've located Miguel Torres and Joanne McDuffie.
[dramatic music]
♪
Bill Cormack's drawing helped us connect
Battaros Shipping and Exports
to a Libyan organized crime group
led by a former militia leader.
Helmet cam footage of a special ops raid
on a Battaros-owned warehouse in Tripoli.
They found two of the four Americans
Cormack was taken with,
Miguel Torres and Joanne McDuffie.
Unfortunately, the other hostages didn't make it--
David Brendel and Ross Gipson.
According to the two survivors,
they died a year ago under the stress of interrogation
and captivity.
Obviously, we mourn the loss of every American life,
but you all did a lot of good for a lot of people.
You should be proud.
Forrester.
The State Department has relocated
Hassan Abdallah and his family to a safe house in Sweden.
They'll be under protection till we can find him
a more permanent situation. - Thank you.
First solo gig as primary on the books.
How you feeling?
Uh, like I just went 12 rounds with Mike Tyson,
and I wasn't even in the prison.
- You'll get used to it. - Hey, Scott.
Yeah?
[door clicks]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
It's good to see you standing, Bill.
Thank you. Yeah.
[exhales]
Thank you.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Our embassy doctors have examined
and treated his injuries,
but your father has been through a lot.
I mean, the fact that he held on for so long
is a testament to his courage and strength,
but it's going to be a long road back for him,
both physically and mentally,
so I want to make sure that you're prepared for all--
I don't care.
I'm--I'm prepared.
I just want to see my dad.
[tender music]
[exhales] Dad.
B...
Beatrice.
[sobbing softly]
♪
[both laugh]
[dramatic music]
♪
[wolf howls]