Previously on Professionals.
We know for certain that your company is at war.
I never said kill them. I said scare them.
Not just war, this is a coup.
- I love you, Peter. I mean it. - Me too.
I can no longer support you as president of the board.
And I am left with no choice but to designate our chairman emeritus,
- my father Reginald Swann. - And I accept.
She's been taken, kidnapped.
I advise you not to come on this trip.
And I advise you to shut up and do your job.
Again with the jumping.
Go! Come on! Get over there!
What should I do with this? Should I bury it?
Vincent Corbo, I'm Kolo. This is my partner, Tate. And...
What's your name again?
My real name or my operator name?
- Pick one! - Zak.
- This is your client. - Peter.
He's the boss.
- How far to the clinic? - About three clicks.
- Can we get going, please? - I'll take point.
- You'll carry their bags. - On it.
- Thought I was the boss? - Flattery is an excellent motivator.
- Mr Newman. - It's Neumann actually.
It's been a while. Feeling alright?
- Tip top. - Then you're here for...
Oh. Okay.
Malaria, dysentery, typhus, cholera.
While you're here you might want one of those doughnuts, neck pillows.
- Yeah, I can't sleep on airplanes. - Not for sleeping, for sitting on.
You'll want the extra padding, believe me.
Now this might hurt a little.
Just my luck that the only bus in Northern Congo breaks down on me.
Now, where am I?
Hey.
Since when do you get sick?
Sorry, I knew you'd worry. Must be the flu.
I did worry, so I went by your place.
- Are you spying on me now? - Investigating. It's my job.
I hope you're not stalking Tariq.
If anyone is being stalked here, Soph...
...it's me.
Ever wonder if there's a whole other life out there you should be living?
Kurt, wake up!
Listen, Swann's rocket guru?
Geller. The guy with the... dirty paintings.
- Tell me he's alive? - I would if we could find him.
Kurt... When you get off the Nature Channel, give me a call.
Wait, Soph...
Wait!
- Thought it was more shut up. - You think they'll just shut down?
Not here. They pick up the pieces and get back to work.
- Hey, you alright? - I'm okay.
- Good to see you. - Is this where it happened?
Grace had barely arrived. And now they have her. Sayf has her.
Sayf's men came and they forced Grace to go over to them.
Dr Vesor will jump for joy when he sees all of this.
Dr Vesor will find something else to stress about.
- Hey, Buyo! How are you? - How are you?
Thank you, Buyo.
Thank you.
Grace.
Just in time, Grace, just in time.
See, this is why we need Panacea so this stops happening.
Put this in the fridge, okay?
So... do you want to see a patient or two?
Where do I scrub up?
How are you?
Doctor? Will my baby be alright?
Our job now is to contain it, shut it down before it breaks out.
So the next 72 hours are critical.
Please look out for each other.
We need all of you healthy and on your feet to make this work.
- Any questions? - So...
- Dr Grace? - Yeah?
Are you really going to marry that Peter Swann guy?
Why Paul, are you asking me first?
- Yes. I am. - Well, maybe.
Let's go. Paul, stop asking people to marry you.
- Paul, man! Come on! - I am too, then.
Call your boyfriend. He's driving me nuts.
This is Vincent, by the way.
The Congo! Are you kidding me?
- Where are the medicine? - Find the vaccine!
Are you sick? I can help you. I'm a doctor. I can help you.
Don't take this medicine. It's for the sick, brothers.
Please don't take this medicine.
Why are you doing this? This is ours, brothers.
I am a doctor. You cannot harm me or my patients.
My soldiers are also sick.
Then bring them here to get treated at the clinic, Sayf.
- What do you... - Shut up.
I will kill you. Move!
No, no, no, Sayf. No, no!
Stop! Hey!
Stop, hey! Please.
Stop.
I'll treat your soldiers.
- No, Grace. No! - With the vaccines?
Yes, but please leave this camp.
Leave these people alone. Yeah?
Grace, don't do this.
Grace, don't do this!
- Hey! - Quiet.
I need to take the vaccines. There.
Leave her alone!
Leave her!
Hey, please be careful.
The pins will break, and the vaccines won't work.
You are not the boss out here.
Now you are in my world, where I am boss.
I will show you.
Stop! Leave her alone. Hey!
Put her in the back!
No!
Down there. Stay quiet!
Do you know where Sayf took Grace and the children?
Sayf's men came and... they forced Grace to go with them.
Sayf Ibaka. He leads an anti-government rebel group.
Don't be fooled by his uniform. He is a gangster whose only cause is money.
He raids clinics across the border, forces us to buy our own medicine.
- Tidy racket. - Do you know where they took her?
He has a sanctuary past the forest. It's too dangerous for the police.
- Can you tell us how to find it? - I know.
This is Djamba. Come.
They kidnapped his sister after Grace.
He escaped and he saw Grace on Sayf's truck.
Can you show us where Sayf is holed up?
Here. But you'll never find it.
- I will take you there myself. - Be a plus, no doubt.
It'll get pretty hot before it's over.
But I can't go home without Malu.
- Doc? - Djamba knows all about hot.
He's the biggest hell raiser along the border.
And it's time he raises some against Sayf.
Take that. They know it is ours. You'll be waved through checkpoints.
- Alright then, let's go. - Good luck.
I'm right behind you.
- Hold on. - Hey! No, not now.
No, no, no. You know what? The donation money...
I own that truck! Technically I paid for it.
If I wanna sit in that truck, I'm gonna sit in it! And I want to.
I even wanna drive if it's not a stick shift.
I'm not letting a non-operator, especially a client, into a fight
and this will definitely turn into a fight.
I'm going crazy here! I'm halfway there already!
You won't stay here. You get the most important part of the mission.
- You got a cell phone? - I've got three or four of them.
Take this map, find us a chopper willing to get in and take us out.
- Anything you want special about it? - Room for six. And a lucky pilot.
Try the airfield. Or the bigger farms usually have something that flies.
- And then what? - Call me.
- I'll get it done. - You'd better.
You don't want me to tell Grace you let her down.
- You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you? - Jealousy's a great motivator.
Alright, let's go.
Be careful.
Careful with that.
Put them in the cooler.
Make sure it's stored at eight degrees.
I said, move!
Open up!
Let's go.
Oh yes.
Oh yes! Oh yes!
Oh no, no, no, no!
Come on! Really?
I'll remember you! You're on my list!
Weird out here.
And where exactly is out here? I can see Kintasha,
and I can see Kindasha, but no Kinlasha.
They're named like that on purpose. Confuse outsiders. Keep us away.
Keep out good people like us? So much love to give.
Something blocking the road up ahead.
A checkpoint in the middle of hell?
The army throws them up at random to catch bandits.
What do you wanna do?
Toss them some toll money and keep going.
Not these army guys, they're hardcore.
Won't take bribes like normal people.
Come on!
Alright, let me take a shot at it.
Get down!
Hang on...
Can you hear me?
- How about now? - Really, Peter?
Where am I supposed to get a helicopter?
From your company, you know!
That manufactures helicopters!
You want me to supply a helicopter for a jail break?
Does the word "warlord" sound like a mean juvenile prank to you?
The bank has a Halo 821 just outside Kinlasha.
A Halo 821 would be perfect. Sold!
You send that chopper, langoustines are on me.
Is this a joke, Peter? Are you punking me?
We need it to get our people out.
Walter, I only need it for a couple of hours.
Yeah, Peter, try me again tomorrow.
It's over there.
This is the place.
Nowhere to cross there during daylight.
Too little cover and too many guys with AKs.
Many are here for the money Sayf pays them.
After dark they'll sneak out and sleep at home.
What's the blue on your hands?
We take the cobalt from the copper. It stains it blue.
That's why Sayf was looking for me and my brother yesterday.
He wants our cobalt. He wants our mine.
That boy from yesterday was your brother?
Djamba.
Djamba. He's very brave.
He certainly thinks so.
Mostly he's a pain in my ass.
Don't worry, it will all be fine.
Some tea?
Go on.
I can't accept kindness from a man who keeps a child in a cell.
You too were in that cell, doctor.
Well, I volunteered. She didn't.
There's Grace, all right. At least she's alive.
- Good news or bad? - I'd say Sayf's throwing a party.
Seems that very powerful people are looking for you.
Being the fiancé of Mr Peter Swann can't be the world's safest thing.
What do you want? Tell me.
Name your price.
Not everything is about money, doctor.
Well... this is.
You are.
So please tell me, how much do you want?
For all your genius...
...I think you have badly misdiagnosed the situation.
Take her back to her cell.
Maybe tomorrow you will be in a more agreeable mood.
So what's our ROE?
Rules of Engagement, you know?
My rules? Fancy restaurant, great view.
Not too loud so she can hear every romantic word.
No, I mean engagement, like fighting engagement.
Have the ring ready, but not in your pants.
A girl can spot a ring box like a hawk spots a mouse.
We're going at dawn. Until then let's find some cover.
It's all good. I'm a police officer myself.
It's cool! It's just my ID. It's just my ID.
And my hat.
Oh, this is bad.
Move!
Go on!
- Newman? - Neumann, actually.
- From Interpol? - Europol.
- Not Interpol? - No, we're the other one.
The one nobody knows of.
We do all the work, they get all the glory. Typical, isn't it?
Well, Agent Newman from Europol...
This morning, looks like you got on the wrong bus.
No, I think I got on the right bus.
And the right plane.
I came all this way, because in Kinlasha
is a man who helped a murdering psychotic go free. I'll make him pay.
So from lawman to lawman, how about you give me my piece,
my ID and get out of my way? In return you can keep my pillow.
Get back to your posts!
You...
I'm calling my captain. You stay right here until she comes.
I don't have time!
Well, time, Agent Europol...
...is the only thing you have. You sit here and do not make trouble.
May I sit?
I'm sitting anyway.
Captain, Captain, over.
Captain, Captain...
If we can't cooperate then it's anarchy, right?
Captain, where are you?
What are you doing? Don't shoot the car!
Get back, you fools now!
Even the way he sleeps bugs me.
You really think Ajay would send us this guy?
He's got the edge of a sea sponge.
Should we count on him in a stand-up fight?
Okay, I get it. So what do you propose?
- Okay, I'm ignoring you now. - Just saying, it's an option.
That's all I'm saying.
You guys ever hear of Parallax?
The contractors.
- About a dozen. - There goes our frontal assault.
I got no problem going up against militia geeks, but operators?
It's too late. We leave, she dies.
I know a way.
I can get us into the tunnel.
- Sayf's American friends. - What friends?
Contractors. Paid security men to guard the mines in Abufemi province.
Hey! I told you to be quiet.
- I said, no more talking. - Please...
- Hey. Hey! - Stay!
- I'm guessing pincer? - Kolo and Tate, clear the complex.
Djamba and I go through the tunnel and meet you in the middle.
- Roger that. - Do I get a gun?
Nope.
Anyone else?
What about me?
You get the most important part of the mission.
Keep this in your hand. Peter will call for coordinates for the chopper.
- You're gonna have to talk them in. - I can do that. I can do it.
Of course, you're professional, right?
Professional, yeah.
Yeah. Professional.
Alright, let's go.
We'll enter by the path. Djamba and I will enter the tunnel, extract Grace.
You clear the main house and create trouble. We meet up where we entered.
Then we'll figure out how to get back across this.
Djamba! Djamba!
Off to a brilliant start.
Djamba...
- Djamba! - Yes, sister.
- About time! - Where's the doctor? The lady?
- Hey. - You're Dr Grace?
Your friend is here. He's coming.
- My friend? - Vincent.
You've got a death wish, boy?
- Hey, Peter. - Yeah? I got you. Go ahead.
Sure I know a guy. Where do you think I get my copper?
Hey, as long as it flies.
Yeah, shoot me his details.
What are you doing in Congo?
Right now I'm sweating my parts off! I'd buy you a cold one if I could.
Alright? Yeah, you too. Later.
Yes!
It's Peter for Vincent, you there?
- You there? - Mr. Swann?
Mr. Swann.
It's Zak. Remember? We met earlier at the LZ.
That's Landing Zone.
Yeah, Zak, hi. Yes, I remember you.
It's this button to speak, right? Hello?
Are you ready to be extracted?
- You mean me personally? - No!
No, Grace, Vincent, everyone. Are you standing by?
Got it. Over.
Are you there?
Damn it.
Vincent?
Hello?
Come in, Zero.
Zero, are you there?
Zero, this is Six. Come in.
Zero, are you picking this up?
Boss did say to make trouble.
Hello? Zero, this is Six. Zero, come in.
Zero, come in. This is Six.
Zero, this is Six. Come in, please.
Grace?
Let's get you out of here.
- You brought Peter? - No choice. He's as stubborn as you!
What happened to 'I'm paid to protect you from yourself'?
Put them back in their cell. Go on!
So you think you can come into my place?
Steal my prisoners and walk out scot-free.
You Americans.
For Peter Swann's woman...
...I expected an army. Not one raggedy cowboy.
The let-down is mutual.
Can't see a thing.
- I got this. - Why are you here?
Had to. This radio sucks. Chopper's on its way.
Is that a camera?
Dude?
Just because you wear that uniform doesn't make you a soldier.
- It serves its purpose. - Maybe on Halloween.
Come on Vincent, don't antagonise him.
Why? I'm so good at it. Besides I need to kill time.
Kill time?
He wants to kill time.
Okay. Whatever we're doing, better be now.
Until?
Until that army shows up.
Yank it.
- Can I say it too? - Just hurry.
Man, that is cool.
It will be too late for you.
Fire in the hole!
Time is up, cowboy.
Come on, we got to go.
- Where's Mr Corbo? - He'll be right along.
You, come with us.
More damn locks. Cover your ears. Turn away.
Alright. Come on, let's get out of here!
- You two, follow me now! - Get them out of here. I'll cover.
- Let me fight. - You want to help? Take your sister.
I can fight too. Better than him.
- Bring it. - Hey, guys with guns, remember?
Get over it and get out of here.
Again with the jumping!
Come on, Grace.
Come on, let's go.
Come on! Go!
Peter! Come in!
- Vincent! - Mr. Swann!
- Don't stop! - Peter!
Come on! We need to go now!
- Go on! - Peter!
Let's go, let's go!
Vincent!
We'll circle around again.
Go away! What are you waiting for?
Subtitles: Lisa K. Villeneuve www.plint.com