"Previously on Strike Back..." " I want to help you." " You?" "Can help me?" "To find Al-Zuhari." "To stop him." " Mike, you all right?" " Shit." "Were you to meet Al-Zuhari?" " Sofia." " Where's my husband?" "He's truly sorry." "You've done it." "He's here, Rachel." "Rachel, get out of that house now." "Mairead MacKenna." "What the fuck is the real IRA doing in the middle of this?" "They spotted MacKenna." "She's heading for Budapest." "BUDAPEST, HUNGARY" "Still playing soldiers, huh?" "Haven't you heard?" "The war's over." "You're here, aren't you?" "We're planning something big." "Better keep that to yourself then, huh?" "Derry man obviously." "Born and bred." "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust." "We therefore commit the body of Rachel Dalton to the ground in the sure and certain hope of resurrection to eternal life." "Targets are boarding the tram." "Package is being delivered." "You have something for us?" "Here." "My Hungarian clients will be collecting their shipment tomorrow night." "You sure put your heart and soul into your work, special agent." "Don't they say, "If you're gonna do something, do it right"?" " Yes, I think..." "I think they do say that." " OK." "This contains a video file." "You have got the connections." "See they get it." "These guys like to see their faces on the telly, all right?" " I have a new life out here." "I can't..." " You will do this." "You heard the man." " When?" " You will know." "Don't turn round." "Keep your mouth shut." " Long time no see, Sean." " Where the fuck did you come from?" "Out of the past." "STRIKE BACK 4x05 Sub: dcdah;" "Edited:" "Szaki" " You're getting rusty, Sean." " I'm legit now." " I'm a businessman." " Of course you are." "All those years running guns into Belfast, and now you supply from Budapest." "So tell me, who's on your Christmas card list these days..." " Al-Zuhari?" " Never heard of him." " What about Mairead McKenna?" " Who?" "Soon as we knew she was headed for Budapest, we pulled your phone records, Sean." "She rang you from Beirut two days ago." "You're playing a very dangerous game, Sean." "O'Riordan!" "Hey!" "Fuck off!" "Get back, or I'll shoot." "Contain!" "I'm warning youse!" "Get the fuck away from me!" " Go, go, go." " Remember, we need him alive!" "Hurry!" "Irish, oi, oi!" "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "Look, look, look." " We just want to talk." " Back off." " No." "Hey." "We just want to talk." " Back off!" " Get off me, you..." " Can I have your wig?" " Right here!" "Oi, fella!" " Get that thing off me!" " I love you, buddy." " He's getting married." " Shall we?" " Yeah." "Go." "No!" "No!" "There you go." "OK, ok!" " You want to die in a green wig?" " Come on, Sean." " Come on." " I said just please get me up." "Yeah, all right." "Come on, Sean." "Talk to me about McKenna." " I only dealt with her crew." " And what did they want?" "Same thing they always want..." "weapons and explosives." "Mm-hmm." "More, more." " That's your lot." " Back over." "No, no!" " There you go, buddy." "Like that?" " All right." "I pointed them at arms shipment coming into the switching yard tomorrow night in Pest." "McKenna's going to ambush it." "Why the fuck did McKenna kill Rachel Dalton?" "Who the fuck is Rachel Dalton?" " Where can we find McKenna?" " She'll be there tomorrow night." "Yeah." "Up you go." "Now you wouldn't lie to me, would you, Sean?" "I have grandchildren." "I swear to God it's the honest truth." " Search him." " Yes, sir." " Get your fucking hands off of me!" " Calm down, calm down." "Let's go for a walk." "Let's take a walk, big fella." "Kelly green giant, huh?" "How you doing, folks?" " Boss!" " Ah, don't be silly, Sean." "Stupid fucker." "I'm out." "Shit." "BRITISH EMBASSY, BUDAPEST" "You're not gonna chicken out on me with those diamonds, are you?" " I don't know." " Come on, Mikey." "They're bad guy diamonds." "You hand them in, and our guys are gonna give them back to the Lebanese authorities, who are probably gonna give them back to Hezbollah." "They're just gonna buy more guns and kill more of our guys." "Well..." "So... we're just breaking the cycle." " Yeah." "We're just doing everyone a favor, aren't we?" " Exactly." " It's a messed up world." " It certainly is." "Yeah." "Speaking of which, saw you and Martinez out there having a little smoochy smooch." " Just maintaining my cover, mate." " Really?" " Yeah." " Doing a very good job." " Oh." "Well, cheers." "Glad to see you're finally getting some action." "Identification, gentlemen." "Uh, hang on." "We're with..." "Sergeants Scott and Stonebridge?" "Her." "Stop, please." " And you are?" " Out of your league." "Natalie Fisher." "We've set up your facility in the embassy ballroom." " Follow me." " Thank you." "Two of yours, I believe." "How was it?" "Bleak." "The IRA give their dead a better sendoff." " Yeah." "I still think we should have been there." " Sadly we don't get to choose where we're sent." " She had a son." " No shit." " Did you know?" " No." "Not until after." " We'll do what we can for the boy." " What, because the army won't, right?" "They're not the first family to pay the price for what we do, Michael." "Sir." "Coming online." " Hey, kid." " Hi." " How you doing?" " Uh, not good." "Nicotine gum." "That shit doesn't work." "Try something else." "How's Switzerland?" "Uh, it's a bit boring." "There's no gun battles." "Aw." "I miss you guys." "Yeah." "Mom here has been crying into her pillow every night." "Yeah, it's true." "And you?" " I miss you a little." " A lot." " Ok." " Oh." "I'll see you later." " Bye-bye." " See you." " Close the door." " Glad you could join us, Leo." "We've decrypted the media file found on O'Riordan's body." "The attack you have witnessed in Europe today..." "Al-Zuhari." "you have brought on your own heads." "On the anniversary of the martyrdom of Imam Ali," "Alayahis Salam, you have tasted what we must live with every day." "Until your governments withdraw from all lands where you are unwanted, we and our brothers from oppressed nations of this earth will rain the fire of Allah on your heads." "Fuck you, too." "Kamali, this is for broadcast after an attack, right?" "Yeah, and at most, we have 48 hours." "The holy day he refers to is on Wednesday." "So we have an IRA man with an Al-Zuhari communiqué and an arms shipment that's about to be ambushed." "Leo, I need you here." "It's difficult." "Ester..." "No." "I need you here, Leo." " I'll make arrangements." " Thank you." "I appreciate it." "All right." "Listen up." "This isn't just a terrorist attack." "What we're looking at here has been every operative's worst nightmare for the last decade... the old enemy are joining hands with the new." "So we prevent McKenna from getting hold of those weapons, we find out what Al-Zuhari's playing at, and we stop it." " Köszönöm szépen." " Fiver." "Afternoon!" "Yo." "There you go." " Snooze you lose." " We should drink to that." "That's what we should drink to." "Enjoy." " Is that what we're gonna drink to?" " We should drink to Dalton." "She was one of us." "God." "Heh." "Really?" "You fucking kidding me?" "She treated you like shit, and God knows how many times she nearly got all of us fucking killed." "Damian, if maybe we could go through our time, maybe..." "Oh, come on, dude." "We were always there, we all fucking carried her." "Yeah." "I know she's got a little kid, and I'm really sorry for that little boy." "I'd be a fucking liar if I said I wasn't glad she wasn't here." "Sorry." "Next round's on me." "Szia!" "Ez az elsõ alkalom itt?" "(Is this your first time here?" ")" "I'm sorry." "I don't speak Hungarian." "Haven't see you before." "First time in the city." "Do you work here in Budapest?" " Embassy." " A diplomat." "Wow!" "That must be glamorous." "What exactly is it you do?" "Endless receptions, being hit on by overexcited businessmen away from home." "Every girl's dream, huh?" "Hey." "Hey." "You were right about Dalton." "Thanks." "Old girlfriend?" "Yeah." "She could have got married, changed her name." "Yeah." "Look." "Leave it with me." "Things we do for our country, eh?" "Whatever it takes." "You're a wee darling, aren't you?" "I'm sorry." "SWITCHING YARD, BUDAPEST" "We know Al-Zuhari is planning an imminent attack." "The arms shipment O'Riordan told us about arrives by train tonight." "If we don't stop McKenna's crew getting their hands on those weapons, we lose the only lead we have of the Al-Zuhari attack, so Colombia, Beirut will all have been for nothing." "Guys, I need you on that train before it reaches Budapest." "Martinez, you'll be waiting for them at the switching yard, OK?" "Bring me back McKenna alive." "There she is." "All right." " I'm Butch, and you're Sundance." " Sundance was faster." "Yeah, but Butch was better looking." "Yeah, but Sundance got the girl." "Good point." "You can't be Sundance." " All right." "Get the last car?" " Yeah." "That's us, that's us." "Yeah." "No one in here." "Bravo Two, are you in position?" "There's two hobos on board and on the way." "Roger." "Sat coming online now." "Oi." "Do you think Butch and Sundance die at the end?" "No, dude." "They lived." "Just two men against the entire Bolivian army." "Been there and done that, huh?" "Well, they definitely lived." "They never found the bodies." "So those two just disappeared with all that loot." "Yeah." "You know, sometimes, you got to know when you got to go." "All right." "Let's get the diamonds valued but just out of curiosity, that's all." "God knows, if we fall on our faces, nobody's gonna pick us up." "That much is clear." "In position." "Over." "Roger." "Any activity?" "Over." "Negative." "Out." "Hungarians are making the pickup." "Let's unload and get out of here!" "Come on, hurry up!" "Mikey, I'm moving." "Good luck." "Unload them quickly!" "Bring me that crate!" "That's what we paid for!" "They've got some heavy-duty shit here." "There's no sign of the Irish guys." "Hold up." "I got a sniper at my 12 up on that bridge." "Good position if they ambush, huh?" "X-ray confirmed." "Oh, fuck." "Put your fucking hands up." "Down on your knees." "emelj" "Motherfucker." "Here's the fightin' Irish." "Please!" "Please!" "Don't kill me!" "Shit." "They've finished off the Hungarians." "Come on!" "Cops will be all over this place soon!" "I got a clear shot at our primary target." "Put it in the lorry." "Where the fuck's Liam?" "Two of her crew are Middle Eastern." "Wait here." "Move those guns now!" "Quickly!" "Target's on the move." "If you can, take her alive, Bravo Two." "Copy that." "Move the fuck out!" "You on fucking holiday?" " Come on." "Let's go!" " Let's shift this." "Move it!" "Come on." "Let's go." "Shit!" "Liam!" " Fuck." " Who the fuck's firing?" "No!" "Target acquired." "Get the truck and take us out!" "Move it!" "Get out of here!" "Get the truck, get the truck!" "Boss, they're on the move." "The weapons are on the truck." "Do not let them get away with those weapons." "Are you fucking kidding me?" "Go, Mikey!" "Take the shot." "Come on." "Take the shot." "Fuck." "Shit." "Shit." "BRITISH EMBASSY, BUDAPEST" "Any news on the arms truck?" "Nothing yet." "Local police have been alerted, an GCHQ..." "We all miss sometimes, Mikey." "Happens to the best of us." "Yeah?" "Well, I had it." "Don't be too hard on yourself, dude." "It was dark, it was a moving target." "I said I fucking had it, Scott." "So you just felt like getting a checkup, huh?" "Yes." "Yeah." "You must be the first man in history to voluntarily visit a doctor." "It's just been a while, that's all." "Routine blood sample." "Results will be passed to your CO in a couple of days." "Something bothering you, sergeant?" "No." "No, nothing." "Anxiety, mood swings?" "No, no, not that I can think of." "I used to be Territorial Army, two tours, Iraq." "My number." "Any time you want to talk." "Go on." "Back in the day, the IRA used to concentrate their minds on an invisible flame to resist interrogation." "You mean torture." "It wasn't the yanks invented waterboarding." "You were using it on us 40 years ago." ""Us"?" "That's interesting." "You're not IRA, Mairead." "If you were, you would know the war's over." "The IRA... what they settled for we could have had 10 years before I was born." "So what are you?" "Oh, don't tell me." "You're the Real IRA, hmm?" "Do you really think people believe that?" "You serve there?" "6 tours." "Armagh, mid-eighties?" "You'd have met my brother then." "Or maybe not." "You're still alive." "What were you doing in Beirut, hmm?" "You teaming up with some like-minded jihadists?" "You gonna bring Sharia law to the 6 counties and turn the North into some Muslim caliphate?" "Better the Muslims than the British." "Oh, you don't really believe that." "Where are your boys?" "Where's the truck?" "When is this attack going to take place?" "It was the fucking Brits took Mairead." " Could smell the bastards." " He's dying." "So he needs a fucking priest!" " The attack must go ahead." " We'll get her out." "Got connections in the consulate." "Father..." " He needs the last rites, father." " There's no time for this." "Show some fucking respect!" "We have a problem here." "You have to clean up your mess." "So tell me, Mairead, why did you kill Major Dalton?" "The girl in Beirut?" "Bitch was in the wrong place at the wrong time, casualty of war." "And Sofia Abboud, Al-Zuhari's wife?" "She could have compromised our operation." "What can you possibly get out of working with these people?" "I get to see the look on your face when you realize every fucker you ever trod on for the past thousand years has clubbed together and is coming back to get you." "Come on." "Tell me about the target." "I can keep a secret." "Ask your brother." " My brother's dead." " I know." "He was picked up outside the Rock Bar on the Falls Road by a loyalist hit squad." "You've done your research." "What you want, a gold star?" "I was there." "Ooh." "I knew your brother, Mairead." "It was my job to." "But you knew him personally, you ran across him." "I ran him." " What?" " You heard." "Your brother was a tout." "You dirty Brit bastard." "My brother was worth 10 of you." "He had you lot running scared, the great SAS." "Everything you are you are because of your brother, and everything you know about him was a lie." "You're the liar." "Sir." "Think about that." "Local police just got a call from a church in District 5." "One of their priests has been kidnapped as he gave the last rites to a man dying of gunshot wound." "Seems he was brought in by an Arab and an Irishman." " OK." "Check it out." " Yeah." "Roger that." " But give the Hungarians operational control." " Will do." "The Irish Consulate has been on to the ambassador." "Get Natalie in here, will you?" "She didn't come in today, sir." " Hey, sergeant." " Yeah?" "Want to grab dinner sometime?" "You know, nothing too serious, just some good food, fine wine, and... hot butt-naked sex." "You really think now's the time to talk about that?" "Well, given that we could be dead in 60 seconds," "I'd say there's no time like the present." "Befelé!" "(Get in!" ")" "Go, go, go!" "Go, go, go!" "Go!" "You all right?" " Mikey?" "!" " Yeah." "We're all right." "You OK?" "What the fuck was that?" "Oh, yeah." "Francie had us running to the bank." "50 grand a year we pumped into his account plus expenses." "Still... it was money well spent." " No strings attached?" " As long as we can go Dutch." "Yeah." "Yeah, we can." "Shit." "Sneaky Irish bastards." " Yeah." "Pricks." " Yeah, dude." "We got to get out of this game, Mikey." "You know, if it's not the IRA, it's just gonna be some other fucker that gets us." "Dude, that was way too close, way too fucking close." " Yeah." " Fuck!" "Yes, it was." "This is bullshit." "Kid with a Mac could fake this shit up in 10 minutes." "Yeah?" "Ok." "Try this." "Hey, Francie." "Just a little present from Her Majesty's Government." "Two soldiers still walking the streets because of you, Francie." "Thank you." "Now you have something for me?" "An attack." "Tonight." "Police station in Cushendall." "Details are in there." "Francie, good man." "What are you doing?" "The crew you're running only defer to you because of who your brother was, who they think he was." "Same reason the actual IRA hasn't wiped you out." "You're Francie McKenna's wee sister." "You're untouchable." "Let's see how well that holds when I post this on a Republican news web site, shall we?" "Better a child molester than an informer, eh, Mairead?" "The attack, when is it, where is it?" "Last chance, Mairead." "Colonel Locke?" "A word." " Would that be the Philip Locke?" " Please." "The ambassador's about to bring a shitstorm down on your head." "The Irish Consulate know that we're holding McKenna." "They're threatening to take it to Number 10, claim we're using the embassy as a black site for illegal renditions." "She's assured them you're going to take McKenna to London, now." "Are you serious?" "An attack is about to take place, and she is the only lead we have." "She has to go, Philip, and it has to be official." "This is bullshit." "An imminent attack, and we can't question the terrorist who's planning it because we're in the wrong fucking country?" "Perhaps if your CIA hadn't set up its own global network of torture franchises, we wouldn't be in this situation now." "As soon as the wheels go up on that plane, I need you lot back here." " Boss." " Sir." "How's your son, Philip?" "Be what now, 20, 25?" "You mention my son again, and I will kill you where you stand." " Have you got that?" " Boss." "Get her in the car." " You ride with her." " What, was it something I said?" "Get in." "All this for me." "Scare you boys, do I?" "Don't normally think of rain when you think of Beirut, but I bet you do now." "She begged me for her life." "What was her name..." "Dalton?" "Like all of you boys, she was better dishing it out than taking it." "OK." "You know the score." "Diplomatic protocols apply." "Guns in lock boxes, the whole 9 yards." "Yeah." "We'll be sitting ducks." " I need to use the bathroom." " Hmm." "Nice try, sweetheart." "You can do it on the plane." "I'm taking a prisoner back to the U.K. These people are seeing me on the plane." "The paperwork's all here, and our jet's on the runway over there." "I need to see everyone's passports." "Thanks, Dad." "There's no record of your arrival." "It was a diplomatic flight from Beirut." "She has a passport?" " Oh, for God's sake." " One minute, please." "Fucking joking, right?" "Look." "This woman is a wanted terrorist who's being extradited to the U.K." "It's been cleared." "You need to read that." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to wait here, gentlemen." " Get me on that plane, or let me use the bathroom." " Shut the fuck up." "Time of the month." "For God's sake, you're women." "Just take her." "Let's go." "I'm gonna need these off." "How am I supposed to go?" "You'll figure it out." "It's all yours." " OK." "Everything seems in order." " About fucking time." " Let's go." " Cheers." " Your guns, please." " I haven't got one." "Eh, just fucking with you." " Here." "Don't lose it." " Step this way, sir." "Hold on." "Hurry up." "Right there." " Step this way." " Ha!" "You find his metal dildo?" " Yeah." "Thanks, mate." " Where are those fucking girls?" " You can go through." "Move, move, move!" "Come here, big guy." "On the balcony, Mikey!" "Drop the gun." "Do it." " I'm moving!" " Go, Mike!" "Now!" "Thank you." "Stay there." "Stay right there." "Don't move!" "Shit." "Take the shot, Michael." "Mikey, take that shot!" "Take it." "Don't even think about it, you fucker." "You're mine!" " Fuck!" " Fuck!" "What the fuck, Mairead?" "What are you doing?" "Move it!" "Go!" "Now." "Fuck!" "Go, man!" "Move!" "Julia." "Fuck." "Give me a fucking grenade!" "Sub: dcdah;" "Edited:" "Szaki"