Hey!
- Is this what I think it is?
- A 3M22 Zircon hypersonic missile.
- I was referring to the nuclear warhead
attached to it.
- I need to move it fast.
No other broker's willing to find me a buyer.
No one wants to touch this thing.
- I will.
- Hey!
How the hell am I supposed to get out of here?
- What time are you leaving?
- That's not what I asked.
- OK, I give you my phone number.
When you come back to leave, if we're still here, just...
- Move your truck.
- There's no other parking on this block.
- Then run for mayor after you move your truck.
You can move it or I can move it.
- See, your friend knows what's what.
- Yeah, I'll assume that's Hungarian for
"Sorry for trying to box you in."
- Hey, can we talk?
- Yeah. Hey, boy.
- It's about Powell.
- Look, I know that this is an adjustment,
but it's like I said from the start,
he just needs a little time.
- Time is not the issue. It's temperament.
- His or yours?
- Powell is erratic, volatile...
The last thing we need in the field
is a ready, fire, aim type of agent.
But it's not just that.
Jamie.
We are the last ones to criticize
an office romance.
- Or we've got the experience to know better,
to know how that kind of thing usually turns out.
- Mm.
- Look, I know you guys go back,
but I'm not sure Powell fits on this team.
- All right, partner up with him then.
Assess his performance.
If it's not up to par, then we can revisit this conversation.
But give the guy a chance.
OK...
- Call coming in. General Finley.
- All right.
Good boy.
- All right, listen up.
Everything I'm about to tell you
is highly classified and strictly need-to-know.
Given the exigent nature of the situation we're facing,
I'm bypassing the standard clearance protocols
to read you in. - Understood.
- Three days ago, agencies across our intelligence
community started hearing of an incident in Western Russia
at the Bryansk Oblast.
- Well, it's not the safest place in the world right now.
- We're still sifting through the fog-of-war chatter,
but it appears that a Zircon missile may have been stolen.
- Russia's hypersonic weapon?
- Bleeding-edge military tech.
Incredibly precise and can hit Mach 9
so it can't be intercepted
by any current missile defense system, including ours.
- We're in the middle of a new arms race.
Both Russia and China have been scaling
their hypersonic weapons programs,
and America needs to keep pace.
- Is this missile nuclear capable?
- The Zircons are armed, locked, and loaded
with 7-kiloton warheads...
Half the force of the Hiroshima bomb.
Signals in human intelligence
are reporting an uptick in military activity
where the incident took place.
- Budapest is Europe's primary arms trafficking hub.
It's a gateway city.
So if someone's looking to offload this thing,
it will be here. - I need you to confirm.
Not giving you much to work with,
but the risk profile here can't be ignored.
If there really is a nuclear missile out there
and it falls into the wrong hands,
this has the potential to escalate
into something unthinkable.
We're on it.
Smitty, the list of buyers who would even consider acquiring
a nuclear missile off the black market
has got to be very short.
- Most of them are likely connected
to state-sponsored terrorism.
I'll generate a list.
- Raines, as soon as that list is ready,
I want you to cross-match those names with all available
CCTV footage in Budapest. - Got it.
- I'll work the Russian side of it.
Try to find the lunatic who stole
a nuclear freaking warhead. - Great.
Kellett, do you have any contacts
plugged into this world? - Yes, I know someone.
We haven't connected in a while,
but he may have heard something useful.
Powell, you're with me.
His name is Gerzson Varga.
Got his start shipping Soviet ammunition to Kosovo
during the Yugoslav Wars.
Eventually leveled up to howitzers and anti-tank RPGs.
- Conflict legacy weapons
profiting off violence and human misery.
Sounds like a mensch.
- He's a source, which is all that matters right now.
- Don't worry. I speak fluent dirtbag.
- Well, this particular dirtbag is skittish.
He doesn't like new faces.
He's got his own style, so let me take lead.
- At first, I could not believe it.
A nuclear missile.
Might as well be talking about a unicorn.
- Who contacted you?
- A Russian named Kuzmin.
Ex-Wagner Group.
Never worked with him before, but his reputation precedes.
- He wanted you to find a buyer?
- Took roughly three seconds to refuse.
Too risky.
It would be like, uh,
fencing the Mona Lisa in the Louvre gift shop.
Also, Russian engineers have been building ICBMs
with recycled parts for years.
So this missile will be emitting radiation.
Trace levels.
- Is the deal going down in Budapest?
- Come on, Jamie.
You know how this works.
No such thing as a free lunch.
- Wow.
There's a stolen nuke out there
and you're looking for a payout?
Is this guy for real? - Powell, please.
- This ain't a negotiation, chief.
And we're not ATMs, so how about this?
You tell us what we need to know...
You got something to say, little man? Let's go.
- Hey, hey, hey! All right!
Let's bring it down a notch in here, OK?
Gerzson, I apologize on behalf of my colleague.
A nuclear missile on the loose isn't exactly
an everyday occurrence, and we're all a bit on edge.
Given the stakes,
the last place you want to be is between us
and finding this missile.
- The deal might be happening in Budapest.
I've heard whispers that the buyer is already here.
Yusuf Sydin.
- Who is that?
- Terrorism financier.
Sydin is in Budapest?
- According to my sources,
which is how I know this is for real.
The missile is either already here or on its way.
- Otherwise Sydin would never show his face.
- Mm-hmm.
A word of warning, Jamie.
If you're going to play against Sydin, play to win,
because he will not stop until one of you is dead.
- Yusuf Sydin,
last photographed two years ago in Dubai,
an Oxford-educated arms dealer from Turkey.
Suspected of selling chemical and biological weapons
to terrorist organizations and rogue states
across the world...
Al-Qaeda, ISIS, Hezbollah.
He has no allegiances, no scruples.
His only loyalty is to the highest bidder.
Scum of the Earth doesn't scratch the surface on Sydin.
- I've been running facial rec software on all available
CCTV footage in Budapest.
I'll crossmatch with confirmed photos of Sydin.
Shot in the dark, but if he shows his face,
we'll find him. - OK, so we have our buyer.
Vo, do we have anything on our seller?
- Maksim Kuzmin.
Spent eight years as a Wagner Group commander
before striking out on his own.
- I've heard of him. The Rusich Unit, right?
- Yeah, he specialized in sabotage and recon.
And he's been accused of war crimes
in the Donbas region of Ukraine in 2014.
- OK, well, he just made my to-do list.
Run facial rec on Kuzmin
and keep looking for any Budapest connections.
Smitty, if this missile is really leaking radiation...
- I've got a contact at the International Atomic
Energy Agency in Vienna.
I can get us Geiger counters, radiation pagers, maybe more.
- All right, great. Let's get to it then.
- Hey, I wanted to apologize.
I know things got loud at Varga's.
I just thought he needed a little kick in the ass.
- Oh, really?
I know how to work my sources.
I was always gonna get what I needed from Varga.
- It's just that I've dealt with plenty of these dudes.
I know when they're playing games.
And hey, it worked, right?
- Everything's a nail for you, isn't it?
You're a hammer.
You've got one move, one solution to every problem,
whether it's talking to a source
or arguing over a parking spot.
- Hammers can be useful.
In my experience, breaking down doors
is a pretty big part of this job.
- So is knowing when to knock.
We're not a hostage rescue unit, Powell.
The cases we work, they need a nuanced approach.
- I can do nuance.
I love nuance.
- Raines got a hit on the buyer.
- A restaurant in Buda.
Security cam just picked this up.
- That's Sydin. What's the timestamp?
- Five minutes ago. - Go.
- Can you show us the table where they were sitting?
Over there?
This table? - Yeah.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
- Where are the dishes the cutlery they used?
- The busboy took to the kitchen to wash.
- What about security cams?
- No, we don't have.
Look, I don't want trouble.
- OK, I need to speak with your staff.
We need receipts and credit card transactions
for the last two hours.
- Excuse me.
- Yes? - You're American?
- Yeah.
- I'm Agent Raines with the FBI.
Did you, uh...
Did you happen to notice this man?
He was seated right here.
- Yeah, um, with another guy.
Looked like a bodyguard.
What's going on? Is everything OK?
- Would you mind coming into the office
just to answer a few questions?
- Oh, you know, I've gotta run some errands.
- It's very important, Miss.
It'll only take a few minutes.
- Well, since you call me Miss instead of Ma'am,
how could I refuse?
- Olivia Thornton, she's American, 38.
She's a travel blogger.
Looking at posts dating back to the early aughts,
she's been all over.
Singapore, Geneva, Mumbai, Dubai,
that's just in the past year. - Nice work if you can get it.
- Indices checked raise any flags?
- She came up clean, no priors, no criminal history.
But we'll do a deeper dive though.
- OK, see what she knows and then cut her loose.
- Any detail might help, even if it seems like nothing.
A tattoo, a watch, the kind of shoes they were wearing.
- They paid in cash, does that help?
- You were close enough to overhear their conversation.
Did they say anything you remember?
- I was writing the place up for my blog
so I wasn't really paying attention.
But they were speaking Turkish.
- How'd you know it was Turkish?
- I just made a trip to San Sebastian.
I met some people from Istanbul
and one of the few words I picked up was "sut."
- Milk?
- The guy you're looking for wanted milk for his tea.
I'm guessing that doesn't crack the case for you.
- It might not.
- I'm sorry, I wish I could be of more help.
My goal was 30 seconds, but I barely made it five.
I'm telling you, ice-bathing is not a good idea.
- Yeah, I know. - Thank you for your time.
If you think of anything that may help us,
feel free to reach out.
- She just got back from Normandy.
- Oh, yeah?
Oh, the Mont-Saint-Michel Abbey is one of my favorite places
in the world.
- Oh, it's so beautiful, isn't it?
The way the light hits the façade at sunset.
- Thanks again, Ms. Thornton. - Yeah, I'm happy to help.
I hope you get the guy. - When were you there?
- Sorry?
- Uh, when did you go to the Mont-Saint-Michel?
- Uh, it was three months ago.
- Because the main entrance to the Abbey, it faces east.
The light hits the façade at sunrise not sunset.
You're right.
When you travel as much as I do,
places kind of blend together.
- Hey, Raines, can you grab the Geiger counter?
- Uh, what... what's going on? What's he doing?
- It'll just take a minute. Checking something.
Who the hell are you?
- The Zircon missile, where is it?
- No idea what you're talking about.
- You met with Yusuf Sydin an hour ago
to negotiate the deal. - Who?
- You're the broker. - The broker?
OK, it sounds like a cool job, but I'm utterly confused here.
- So you just happen to be at a restaurant
sitting next to a notorious arms trafficker?
- Is that a crime now, where you sit?
- How do you explain the gamma radiation on your hands?
Oh, I'll answer for you.
You inspected the merchandise
and you came into physical contact with the missile.
- I was at the dentist earlier.
- The dentist, huh?
- They took some X-rays. There's your radiation.
Right,
- What do we got?
- Olivia Thornton.
Our initial background check didn't
raise any flags because that's actually her real name.
- Not an alias? Really?
- No aliases, no criminal record or associations.
She's been using her real name and cover as a travel blogger
to hide in plain sight for almost 20 years.
Here, check it.
2017.
Europol busted a Balkan gang running
a massive consignment of reactivated guns into Egypt.
- I remember that case.
You're telling me Thornton brokered that deal?
- She was in Cairo one week prior.
Now from what I've been able to piece together,
Olivia Thornton is an illicit arms broker
who connects buyers and sellers on the black market.
She's put together the most complex logistical network
I've ever seen with deals, clients,
shipping routes, export licenses,
distribution, shell companies.
- And all of it's connected to two decades' worth
of totally innocuous travel blog posts...
Perfect cover.
- Right after 9/11, Thornton did contract work
for an American mid-tier defense firm specializing
in supply chain management, but she flamed out pretty quick.
The HR complaint that led to her termination
talks about lone-wolf mentality
and signs of narcissistic personality disorder.
- Not a great combo.
- So Thornton used her connections
in military logistics to build up her own client list?
- And kick off an extremely lucrative career.
She's kept a low profile.
No flashy or expensive purchases.
- Thornton's evaded detection for a long time.
She is careful. She is smart.
If we're gonna crack her,
we're gonna need some kind of leverage.
- Good thing I found it.
David Havel, 6 years old.
Lives in Budapest with his dad.
A woman who runs a daycare receives
monthly payments from a shell company
called DH Asset Management Services.
That shell company connects to you.
- That's a cute kid.
He's got your eyes.
- I want full immunity. - Are you serious?
You violated Section 2339A...
Providing material support to terrorists.
- Get me a deal in writing
signed off by the Attorney General
and I'll give you everything I have.
All of my clients, buyers and sellers,
every deal I've ever made.
I want a new life for my family.
I've already got a place set up,
a safe house in Copenhagen.
- Copenhagen?
You'll be lucky enough to end up in Colorado.
You ever heard of Florence ADMAX, hm?
H Unit?
- Solitary confinement for the rest of your life.
22-hour lockdown.
You'll have a concrete bed and a toilet that runs on a timer.
And that's only if you're lucky.
- The heavy hitters are already on their way here
from the Pentagon.
We are the best chance that you have
for a soft landing for you and your family.
Because as soon as their plane touches down,
they're gonna take possession of you,
designate you as an enemy combatant,
and ship you off to Guantanamo Bay.
At which point, you'll probably be begging for the needle.
Now, look we already know that Kuzmin stole the missile
and that you found him a buyer... Sydin.
This is the part where you start talking, Olivia.
- Sydin's got connections to state actors
all across the Middle East and South Asia.
It won't be hard to flip the weapon
to one rogue nation or another.
I was set to make a 15% broker's commission
on a 250 million Euro deal.
- Where's the missile now? - In transit.
But I don't know where it's going yet.
Sydin was supposed to transfer half the payment first.
Then Kuzmin will give me the details for the handover...
Time and place.
- Which you'll pass to Sydin via the secure-messaging app
on your phone.
How is he sending the money?
- Through a biometrically encrypted payment account.
- Sydin and Kuzmin are not in contact?
- I keep buyers and sellers siloed off
until payment is made.
Sydin's meeting with my proxies today, in person.
We'll get a retinal scan and he transfers the funds.
- When is this meet going down?
30 minutes, Yusuf Sydin and is set
to meet Thornton's people here.
- The location is an isolated street,
surrounded by mid-rise residential buildings.
- Raines and I will be on the ground
posing as Thornton's proxies to set up the payment account.
- Once Sydin transfers the money,
Thornton will get word of where the missile is headed.
- Right. Since we have her phone,
the location will come directly to us.
- Can we rewind to the part about this happening
in 30 minutes?
- Also, this area looks pretty tight.
Should we change the location? - No, that would tip Sydin off.
Look, I know we don't have enough time to secure the site
and we are going in half-blind,
but this is our best chance to find the missile
and take this scumbag down.
- This building's got a good vantage point.
I'll post up here in case things go sideways.
- I'll join you. - Good.
Vo and Smitty, you stay here, work the Kuzmin angle.
Keep an eye on Thornton. Let's gear up.
- Any sign? - Not yet.
He's 12 minutes late now.
- I'm not liking this.
- Incoming. Black SUV.
- Now, remember, we don't take Sydin until after the payment.
- We want to talk to Thornton.
My employer will only deal with her.
- She already went over this with him.
She never comes in person. Tell your employer to step out.
We need a retinal scan to finish setting up the account.
They're both carrying guns.
- Why does it feel like we're the ones getting set up here?
- Scott, this doesn't smell right.
- This deal is too big.
We only talk with Thornton. - OK.
All right, let's just start over.
- Don't come any closer. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey, easy. - Hold on!
- Screw this. I'm going in.
- And start a firefight? - Everybody just relax.
Let's just take care of business
and we'll go our separate ways.
Sniper.
- We're pinned.
Kellett, take out the SUV.
- Kellett, we're still pinned down.
- Move up.
- Southwest building, the roof.
- On it. - You're clear to go.
- FBI! Show me your hands!
Get out of the car.
Hands up against the car.
- Powell, we got Sydin. What's your status?
Powell, do you have him?
- Negative.
- I just got off the phone with the Pentagon.
We're moving you to a secure location
before handing you over to the U.S. Military.
- I see.
- I speak for everyone on our end...
Your cooperation would be rewarded.
- When you say cooperation,
what specifically do you have in mind?
- Pull the lever on your end to get the money to Kuzmin,
so he arranges the dropoff for the missile.
It is very simple.
- I would need time to consider all this.
In the meanwhile, you should present to me...
- I just did.
Help us get the missile back safely
and you will be rewarded, but it has to happen now.
Keep in mind, if you don't say a word,
all I need is a retinal scan
to get that money transferred to Kuzmin.
And you can squint all you want,
but I will get your eyelids open, trust me.
- Not quite.
The scan does indeed facilitate the transfer of funds,
but I still have to authorize that transfer
from my off-shore account.
- Which brings me back to my original statement...
Cooperate, and you will be rewarded.
- Well, you know the rivers of hell would freeze
before I do that, right?
- Cool.
Bag him.
We're out of here.
- And?
- Hungarian National Police provided a chopper
to take Sydin to Pápa Air Force Base.
It's 100 miles west.
He's there, secured, waiting on General Finley.
- Still refusing to cooperate?
- Yes.
- Text from Kuzmin on Thornton's phone.
"Hardware is in transit.
Need deposit or no deal."
- Without Sydin's cooperation, we're SOL
unless we scrounge together the first half
of the payment, which is what?
- $125 million.
- If Kuzmin doesn't get paid,
we're gonna have a desperate seller looking to offload
the device to God knows who.
- Kellett, bring her phone in.
- We're good.
- I can't ask Kuzmin for a location
until he's received the first half of the payment.
It'll tip him off and he'll go dark,
along with the merchandise.
- Just tell him everything is fine,
you need a little more time because Sydin
is pulling money from a couple of different accounts.
And then ask him how far away he is.
- May I speak with my son?
- Once the missile's in our possession.
- I was supposed to pick him up from school.
- He's fine. His dad got him.
- How much does David know about my current situation?
- I have no idea. - But they're safe?
- Yes.
With the Hungarian National Police.
- Now that Sydin knows that I've cooperated with you,
he'll do anything to take me out.
And my family.
Money is a very insidious thing.
- For some.
He replied.
Kuzmin is 20 minutes out.
- Cool. We can work with that.
Hey, Smitty, those drones come in?
- All four of them, state-of-the-art, multi-rotor.
- All right.
This is gonna be like looking for plant-based barbecue
in Texas, but I'll give it a shot.
Hey, I programmed the drones.
Do you guys need to hear the details?
- Not really. - I do.
- I placed a neutron gamma-emission
tomography detector to each drone
to help flag anything that emits radiation.
- I'll be damned.
- That's our truck. That's our missile.
- All right, General Finley is 30 minutes out
from touching ground.
We'll roll out and keep eyes on...
- What the hell just happened?
- I... I don't know.
It disappeared.
- Did the drone get taken out?
- No, it's still online.
- It disappeared close to Halom Street entrance?
- Yeah.
- The truck went underground.
Kobanya cellar system... A subterranean network
of abandoned tunnels, 22 miles in total.
- He's not planning on taking out this city, is he?
- Anything could happen, but I'm pretty damn sure
he just wants to get paid. We'll go in on foot.
Vo, can you stay back and guide us through this maze?
- Yep. - Remember, these are trained,
battle-hardened mercs with extensive combat experience.
If we're gonna win, we're not gonna win
in a protracted firefight against these guys.
It has to be quick, decisive, and one-sided.
- What if they're near the missile?
Do we hold our fire?
- The impact of a few bullets probably
won't set this warhead off.
It's got a pretty complex triggering mechanism.
- Let's not find out the hard way.
- Take a narrow passage way up ahead.
There should be a large hall ten meters out on the left.
Only place really to conduct business.
My money is on Kuzmin being parked there.
- Lights off.
- They're about to bolt.
- Then we move in now. Watch your crossfire.
And if you shoot, shoot to kill.
- Mm-hmm.
- FBI! Drop your weapon!
- Cover me!
- Move!
Drop your weapon!
Drop it! - On the ground! On the ground!
- When Ahab finally laid eyes on Moby Dick,
the hunt robbed him of all caution
and it ended up taking him and his ship
to the bottom of the sea.
I never should've touched it.
I wish I'd never laid eyes on it.
- Money's an insidious thing.
Or so I've hard.
- Everyone all right? - All good.
- At ease.
- General.
Follow me.
- Sir.
- This never happened.
This will never make the news.
Won't be any recognition or commendations.
All I can offer is my thanks.
- That's plenty.
- Thank you.
Good work.
Thank you.
Good work.
Thank you.
- General Finley, he's at Papá AFB.
Missile is secure
and Sydin is in custody here at Papá.
- Ah, that's great to hear.
- Even though he's been at the top of our list for a while,
evidence against him has been thin.
We've gone through both Sydin and Kuzmin's phone records,
financials, et cetera.
There's no record of them ever being in contact.
Nothing to prove
that Sydin intended to purchase the missile.
Even his communications with Thornton used coded language.
- So you don't have a case against him?
- We do, but I've seen these things go sideways.
What makes it a slam dunk is Thornton's testimony.
She good for it?
- I believe so. - Get her confession on tape.
She's the key to bringing Sydin down
for arms trafficking and section 2339A...
Providing material support to terrorists.
All right, thanks, General.
- What?
- I keep thinking about what she said,
how Sydin would do anything to take her out
now that he knows she's flipped on him.
- And just because we have Sydin in custody
doesn't mean the threat he poses has been neutralized.
- We also didn't catch all of his men.
- She can give her testimony at the base.
We need to get her out of here.
- Raines, do some street level recon while we figure this out.
Tank can help.
He's due for a patch of grass anyway.
Come on, buddy.
OK, so as soon as this armed escort rolls up,
we'll take Thornton out back to my car.
Let's bring her down.
- How long?
- 20 minutes, give or take. - My son?
- He's fine. He's with the HNP.
- I'd like to speak with him.
You promised I could speak to him
once the missile was secured.
- You're right. I did.
Go ahead.
Raines, are you receiving me?
- Receiving you.
- Hey, Ben. It's me.
Can you put David on with his mom real quick?
- Yes, of course.
David?
- Hello? - Mom, is that you?
- Hi, sweetie.
- Daddy had to pick me up from school.
Are you OK? - I am fine.
I am so happy to hear your voice.
Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Are you coming here soon?
- I don't know, sweetheart.
But I love you.
- OK.
The guy said we can order pizza.
- You're with your daddy, right? - Yeah.
He's here too. He seems a little mad.
- But he says he loves you.
- Can you... can you say it to me? Can you tell me you love me?
- I love you, Mommy.
But... oh, the guy is saying we have to hang up now.
But I'll talk to you later. Please come here soon.
OK, Mommy?
- OK. - OK. Bye, Mommy.
- OK. Bye-bye, sweetheart.
- All clear out front.
- Copy.
- Well, when someone saves your life,
that tends to put a new lens on things.
- I would agree.
- Powell has a lot to learn, procedure and protocol-wise,
but now I know that if we're out there
and things get dicey, he'll have our back.
- That was the outcome I was hoping for.
He deserves to be a part of a team, this team.
His probationary period is officially over then.
You wanna do the honors? - Sure.
- What's up?
- Glad to have you on the team.
And thanks.
- Welcome aboard, mate.
- General Finley's team is 10 minutes out.
- So great.
- Are you sure?
- I'm sure.
- Hey, check CCTV on the first level.
Did someone just make a delivery?
- That floor's been vacant for months.
- Eh, it's probably a false alarm.
I just got a bad hit off this van driver.
- That's Sydin's bodyguard. We're moving now!
- Tank, stay!
What do we got?
Forrester!
Talk to me...