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It's a little more

complicated than that.

Why?

You f***ing the other

targets as well?

You are way out of line.

At least I'm not acting

like I drew it myself.

F*** this!

Command's orders are to

put this b*tch down.

What do you think is gonna

happen when the two of you waltz

out of here hand in hand?

They're gonna f***ing kill her.

Hey!

Come on!

You and me, baby, come on!

Everyone stand down!

You and me!

Come on.

You too, soldier!

Soldier?

You handle a weapon like one.

You really don't

remember anything?

Eve?

Well, Eve, pointing a gun at my

team is just gonna provoke them.

You have that right.

She's my wife.

Yeah, 'course she is.

And wiki's my pet

cocker spaniel.

Come on.

But she can't be.

My wife drowned.

You should have

stood down, chief.

You put us all in danger.

Knowing the target

compromises the mission.

She came up in the

mission brief.

I had to get to her first.

I had to be sure.

Am I the only one

missing something here?

The army simply forgot that

they were sending you into this

sh*t-hole to kill your Mrs.?

We go way back, and I don't

remember any wedding bells.

I'm sorry, wik.

I know how hard it

is to lose someone.

F*** you!

Are you sure it's her?

Absolutely.

I can't explain it...

But it's her.

How are we gonna

get her out of here?

I'm working on it.

Let's just get topside

to the extraction point.

We'll slip away from there

and take our chances.

I'm not asking you to follow us.

But I'm not asking for

permission, either.

Whatever we're dealing with

down here, we'll do better

if we stick together.

All right.

Which way?

Nav map's gone.

Up.

Elevators and doors

will be security coded.

She's coming with us.

Clear.

Why would command send us into a

sh*t-storm without an umbrella, chief?

Need to know basis, fourpack.

Kinda sounds like something

we might need to know.

So does a pregnancy, corporal.

What about you, sweetheart?

You don't talk much, do you?

Yeah, wiki.

So we were married?

We were stationed

overseas together.

Our cover was newlyweds.

It was France.

Yes.

I can see just... Images,

flashes of things.

- What else?

- Nothing.

Our mission was compromised.

The day we were gonna go away

together where no one could find us.

I slipped away to get something.

When I came back, you were gone.

And you blame yourself?

Every single day.

But now you're here.

But how can I be?

I don't know, but I intend to find out.

Move.

I'll go and make

sure it's clear.

They won't hurt you.

Save me.

Save me.

Hold your fire!

Christ, what the f***!

What happened?

Oh, Jesus.

Christ, man, what the f***!

Captain.

What happened?

I just saw something.

I'll tell you what happened.

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