Strike Back

Section 20 are desperate to clear their names. And to do so, they hatch a big and wreckless plan.

Shit!

♪ This ain't no place for no hero

So, are you cowboys gonna tell me who the hell you are?

...I heard her contact him.

This whole situation reminds me of a fucking joke!

- at least it's not that complicated! - It's not, is it, sunshine?

We did, however, get a location on the Atlas.

- They're keen. We set? - Yep.

It was a rhetorical question.

Shit! They've circled around us. Move it!

Are you sure?

Mind you, the owner can be a bit, er, temperamental. Welcome home.

Contracts on your pretty little heads

Scott! Scott! It's not gonna work! It's not gonna work, mate.

Oh, fuck.

That's mutually-assured destruction! That means you die and I die!

it turns out I was wrong.

The team run into trouble as they race to get Idrisi back across Europe. The surprises keep coming as they learn the truth about Jensen and Project Tenebrae.

Get us what we need to take him and his organisation down.

I have him.

and hotels.

What the hell were you going to do with that?

No.

We need to get in touch with

Hey.

I've given you those Stillwater men for a reason.

Yeah, I very much doubt that.

And when warned that-that you had an asset in the area, you said I was expendable.

I found the Atlas.

I apologise. She has no manners.

The clean-up crew.

He shot down your helicopter for fuck's sake!

I'm sorry. I did not provide the life I promised.

It's bloody annoying, I told him to quit it, but... I got one earlier and, err...

So, laughing boy's given us a good idea where Ives and Idrisi might be heading.

sixty-three people dead, including an American ambassador and his family.

Adeena, can you do me a favour?

- Everything. - Sweetheart.

I'm not letting them get away this time. This is our shot.

All stations report in.

Word gets out, and then it all comes crashing down.

Jensen starts to delve into Project Tenebrae, while Mac and Wyatt head to the black site where Idrisi is imprisoned to break him out before Lowry gets to him

Rachel Sheridan's dead. They've done a number on her.

You're telling me that I have Omair Idrisi at this site.

McAllister and Wyatt are infiltrating the black site.

have a pretty sophisticated jamming system in there.

Have you heard of something called Project Tenebrae, ma'am?

(SARCASTICALLY) Can you make a bit more noise?

If we go through there all geared up,

Out of respect. Besides, you can't shout at me, can you?

something else is going on here.

You were in my hospital room?

We need to take it slowly; the torture has taken its toll.

Or maybe you're here to help her.

Get me a patrol on the old drainage system entrance, east of the site.

(WHACK, GROANS)

That whole plan you had, Markov, the Novichok,

They have too many safe-guards.

Oh, no, no, no. Come on, wake up. Wake up. Come on.

- Let them go. - (COCKS GUN)

Stay back! Back!

Easy, easy. I hope you've come to sort this shitstorm out.

You have to keep me alive, huh?

I've got a way out, as well, for both of us.

Well, one of us has got to do a proper job, eh?

Got it!

(YELLS)

We need to talk about Idrisi, what we're going to do with him.

It's Section 20 vs Jane Lowry in a race to get to Omair Idrisi. It's a mission that hurls comms officer Jensen into extreme danger.

Octagon. Your company.

We outsource the set-ups. Rachel Sheridan, a contractor.

Bullshit you are.

Statistically, Mac, the possibility of life existing somewhere

- tomorrow. - But, could he draw a horse?

I'm onto it, Sarge.

Seriously? He's an asshole.

I think you've made a mistake.

Take your goddamn hands off me!

But those first few times, right? They must have been pretty exciting.

I'm not. And I never wanted to be. So, fuck her.

Hey, you were right. Schopenhauer. The guy's an asshole.

Fuck that.

Because your work always screws the rest of us and you never seem

I think... I think that's the sound of an apology.

Easy, easy, easy.

Never heard of it?

That's it. That's all. Please.

Please, please.

It's just there's a keypad in that box on the wall.

You know, you might just be the world's worst mother?

Car bomb. Sniper. Or what would be the greatest irony.

Keep checking every locale that we know, keep going. Just stay focused.

Be too exposed, no cover. We need to stand our ground.

Lowry calls on a young jihadi to unleash the deadly gas in a busy airport, while Reynolds is forced to make a life-defining decision as Section 20 races to prevent the attack.

Hello?

- We're cool, right? - Yeah, cool.

- Horacin? Turkish, yes? - Yes, boss.

I have another. Excuse me.

- Are you scared? - No.

Jensen is sending through Maya's ID now.

Wait. Please come through the gate, miss.

- There she is. Maya! - Hey! Hey!

- Device has gone live. - Come on, get out of here.

- I wanted to make a statement. - Which you did.

If Borisovich had a presence at the airport for Lowry's attack,

You want to feel bad about something, feel bad about that.

The moment she went into a civilian area to do harm to folk

So, what's the plan, then? Sit here and finish that bottle?

In cheap clothes.

All right, Jensen. You're up.

So Borisovich is betraying me.

I've installed Geiger sensors in your watches,

The black universes yawning, opening up for you.

Where is it, you Russian piece of shit? Find it!

Mac, what are you doing?

You did it, you stopped it. You stopped it.

You didn't really think I would let that jihadist bitch,

Section 20 must stop Lowry and Dr Markov from making and unleashing a deadly chemical weapon. In desperate need of intel, Novin infiltrates a drug lord's home.

But please, be prompt.

they're here to protect their money.

Clever place to hang out.

Belarusian businessman Milos Borisovich.

Are you sure?

I need some time to look into this.

I have a temporary issue with funds.

for his facility in Turov, southern Belarus.

- Get your hands up! - Hey, I love your work by the way.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, shit!

It wasn't marked on the plans.

Quarter of a million.

We... made a promise to him.

The ledger will lead to Markov and Lowry.

Would have taken a simple yes.

Spasiba.

You think this is fucking joke?

Have a drink.

Has your father done this before? Sent a woman to you?

That's probably because you're not meant to know how to get in.

Is that good, baby?

Come on, we gotta move, let's go!

Words...

I want the West to experience what my people go through every day.

Sergeant Samuel Wyatt really is.

Do you know the last thing my mother said to me was?

F... Fuck you!

Choose a target. Pull the trigger.

Things aren't looking good for Mac. He's blown his cover and is now facing certain death. Donovan digs into Zarin's past... and she doesn't like what she learns.

- 12 men, including Florian. - Jesus.

Armed soldiers, black helicopters. New world order. All that shit.

Nice tattoo. Draw that yourself?

There will be more on the way.

than the preservation of one's own race.

British Military. Active service. Special Forces.

You have been distant recently.

Ultra! Ultra! Ultra!

I think you've flooded it, flower.

Along with a shit-tonne of ammo.

Which brings me to the question, Captain, what exactly is your deal?

Maybe I already have, maybe that's why I need a way out.

How are things at the ministry, Ma'am?

You are out on your own. It's not easy.

OK, I had to. It's important we remain unified.

Or how is he since you stabbed him in the gut?

Hungarian special forces grabbed all the security footage from the hospital.

We can't make it to the section vehicle now.

- What do you want? An apology? - An apology would be nice, yeah.

Dr Markov was the rising star of the Russian chemical weapons programme.

I know what I am and what I'm capable of.

'Novin, if it looks like you're going to lose the target,'

Is she your hostage or is she your passenger?

You, on me!

As Jane Lowry surfaces in Budapest, Mac and Wyatt are forced to go undercover to infiltrate a dangerous group of white supremacists that has something she needs.

Florian! Take him down.

Oh, I've got plenty of friends, McAllister,

civilian cellphone data on an unauthorised op?

Racially aggravated assault.

- I'm currently being a computer guy. - That's right.

That's not how this works.

- Make sure you get a name. - All right. Go, go!

I'm just a loser who couldn't shift enough Toyotas to save his ass.

You are asking me to give out details of a client

Nah, nah, nah, nah. You think I'm bluffing now, huh?!

- Fuck. - (KNIFE CLATTERS)

Don't speak to me like that.

We may have a rat in the house.

These fucking idiots wander around acting like I'm one of them,

There is nothing coming up for Ilias Zarin.

So, if Lowry is up there, are we taking her alive?

That's no fucking good, man.

Yeah, I've heard that speech from Josef.

Everybody wants to fuck you, Rosa!

I will watch for Mac.

...or you just got lucky. It's up to you, Sergeant.

that Mac is dirty and when they do,

(BEEPING)

Ten Ultras have just pulled up. Heading in. (INDISTINCT) Ready for trouble.

Section 20 start to close in on terrorist Omair Idrisi and his wife Jane Lowry, but the team is forced to extract devious arms dealer Morgan Ives from Libya.

Surface-to-air, infrared homing.

- OK, that's that. - If we chopper in, how close can we get?

Oh, no. This was a special trip.

The local pastime is insurgency

Good job, soldier. Could have been an insurgent cat.

then we'll see.

- He's clean. - Where you want to go?

Under their culture, any stranger can rock up and ask for sanctuary

You may be military, but you stole from me. You attacked my men.

I give you these missiles.

We kept our side of the bargain and we got you out. What did you sell Idrisi?

I've sold weapons that...

You think putting a bullet in Idrisi's chest will change things?

We ride with you.

'You are the Section.

Farid's men can stop them. Idrisi remains our target.

so get your team out of there. We'll clean up.'

Cover him! Hurry up!

Three minutes, ma'am.

when the fucking missiles hit!

The man behind some of the worst terrorist attacks on the west escapes during a prison break masterminded by his British wife, and Col Adeena Donovan needs the situation cleared up quickly and decides to reinstate the disbanded Section 20. The all-new members of the unit set out on a life-or-death mission that will take them across the Middle East and Europe, and plunge them into the paths of Saudi princes and Russian FSB agents. MORE -LESS

Helo's down. I repeat helo's down.

Alpha one, what is your situation?

Careful who you blame, Sergeant McAllister.

And, there will be more. There will be so much more.

But it's my feeling that Omair Idrisi isn't going to be

We will find out the truth.

And try not to leave a body count.

I don't know Khalid!

We both want the same thing, you know, that right?

They're good soldiers, they're fighting for their country.

- Yes, I know what I'm doing! - The other wire.

(EXPLOSION)

You know, it is possible that I actually drowned back there

So, what do you know about Omair Idrisi?

Alright, Alright.

fahrenheit, right?

I wasn't looking for a transfer, sir.

Sergeant Wyatt.

This is who he was talking about. Prince Khalid Al Hebtani.

It has health benefits.

Come with me. I have a private room upstairs.

Give me a minute and I will blow your fucking mind.

Ma'am, it's Sabil Adiz.

Sibil Adiz has got the target!

Be aware bravo team, that's an Idrisi training camp.

Khalid. He is Omair Idrisi.

Go, go, go! Move! Moving!