Tango One

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(MUSIC PLAYING)

EVAN:
Mr. Donovan?

When I first came here,

I thought,

"This is more peaceful than London."

Idyllic.

Just beautiful.

It's your move.

I'm making it.

Then I realised...

All this, it's not a great view.

It's just sea and sky.

What I thought was paradise

was actually a prison.

I hadn't escaped London.

I'd been exiled.

I've taken your queen.

And I was sad to discover

there were also people here

wanting to bring me down.

Your move, Evan.

Why so cheerful?

That's... That's my affair.

And speaking of affairs, how old is she?

Twenty.

Fourteen.

Yeah. Yeah, she's young, but she's

very mature, you know.

- It's not what you think.

- She's a child.

Do they know?

Your handler?

Or is this all part of your cover story

to make you more believable to me?

How long have you known?

Long enough.

Can you imagine what I've been through

to get close to you bastards?

How long it's taken?

Well, you've wasted your time.

No, not if I get the great Donovan.

Have you gathered enough evidence yet?

F*** evidence.

I'm just going to kill you.

What about the paperwork?

Nah. You know they've

tried that route before.

So you would rather kill me in cold blood

than do things legally?

I hate paperwork.

You deserve everything coming to you.

(GUNSHOT)

(BODY THUDS)

(BELL TOLLING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GASPS)

DOYLE:
Andy Hathaway.

You've been a naughty boy.

A very naughty boy.

Doyle?

Doyle, what the fu...

Why are you calling me Andy?

Yeah. Yeah, we all thought

you were called Doug.

You even look like a Doug.

But you've only been

pretending to be one of us.

What the f*** are you talking about?

Where's Donovan?

Mr Donovan has asked me

to have a wee chat with you.

Doyle, look,

whatever the f*** you think I've done,

just f***ing tell me,

'cause there'll be...

There'll be a f***ing explanation, right?

Do you ever see what one of these

can do to a man, Andy?

I've not done it myself, not yet.

But I've seen fingers,

toes, nails pulled out.

I've even seen someone pull an eye out

with one of these, Andy.

All right, stop f***ing calling me Andy.

My name's not Andy.

Do you remember telling us

about that guy you met way back,

who was shipping for us out of here?

Evan. What about him?

Well, you'll never believe it,

but it turns out he was a narc.

Undercover. A snitch.

What?

- Are you serious?

- Spare it, Andy.

I had no idea.

You brought Evan in. You knew.

I swear on my mother's life,

I had no f***ing idea.

So we started looking at other little things,

speaking to people here and there, about you.

This is bollocks.

'Cause it's the little things

that count, isn't it, Andy?

No. No, it's Evan. He

must have been stirring.

All of those wee little things...

Don't be silly.

- ...add up to one...

- Don't.

...big thing!

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

We just want to know

who you've been talking to.

- Dear God, please.

- God?

He knows you're a Judas as well.

So you can drop the act, eh?

We know everything.

All right, Doyle.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

You gonna kill me now?

Well, if it were up to me,

you two-faced, backstabbing...

(SLAPS KNEE)

...undercover f***,

I'd hold you underwater

and watch till your last breath

bubbled to the surface.

But

Mr Donovan reckons

you love being a field agent.

Doyle, don't be silly.

Just get me Donovan. Let me talk to him.

Imagine...

Imagine if you were

suddenly impaired physically.

You'd have to take a desk job, wouldn't you?

Just let me talk to him. Let me talk to him.

Just let me talk to him.

Just let me talk to him.

And that would be like a prison sentence

for someone like you.

Just get me Donovan. Just get me Donovan.

Get me Donovan. No.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Now, I've not done this before,

so you'll have to forgive me if I f*** it up.

Andy here's the last agent

who managed to get even close to Tango One.

To Donovan.

He's the best we ever produced.

And we almost...

F***ing almost had the bastard.

I was with him

when his last really big deal went through.

$30 million.

Then I brought someone in

who was on our side,

but, um, he f***ed up.

Donovan seems to be able to

just spot anyone we set against him.

So we need to change our tactics.

We need to get dirty.

And we need your sign-off on this.

Look, I'm sorry I'm not going to give you

a PowerPoint presentation,

but none of this can be official.

Donovan has connections everywhere.

Now, I'm f***ed.

Donovan's ruined my life plan.

I'd really like to ruin his.

So, what's this new approach?

We need to attack Donovan from every angle.

We need to honey-trap him with a mistress,

get someone

to start f***ing his wife or his daughter.

Someone to be his cleaner, his chauffeur.

Someone in his legal team, accounts.

Someone he trusts in security.

One of them will pay off.

How long do you need?

Well, these targets

are going to be tough to find,

so it's not going to be months.

This is going to take years.

MAN:
No middlemen at all.

We can drop our product anytime, anywhere.

Much more reasonable

than those f***ing Colombians, yes?

And how do you manage

to buy all these planes and ships?

(CHUCKLES) Who said I buy them?

In Russia, if you can steal, you steal.

Air Force so big anyway,

they'll not miss one less plane.

(CHUCKLES)

But we have business?

I need to get some finance in place.

Because I can go to other people,

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