Safe House (2012) Script

(THUMPING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

WESTON: I'm going to talk to Parker about my promotion today.

In the worst-case scenario you're two weeks ahead of me, you get a gorgeous little apartment in the Marais.

What if I don't want to live in the Marais?

(SHOWER RUNNING)

WESTON: We couId live somewhere else, then.

Yeah? Yeah.

We could go to Detroit.

Detroit?

Yeah, you could meet my mom and dad.

You can meet my sister. She owns a bakery, and she will make you fat.

(LAUGHS)

I have six hours before I have to go back to the hospital.

You want to go back into bed with me?

WESTON: I do.

(BEEPS)

But I got back-to-back meetings all morning.

Too bad for you.

WESTON: Yeah, I know.

But I got to get in.

There's probabIy already 25 people lined up outside the door, waiting.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

I love when you speak French.

(KEYS BEEPING)

(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

OPERATOR: Satcom check.

Echo Nine Three Victor Echo Two.

LANDLORD: Ops Center.

WESTON: This is safe house 7-R. we're open for business.

Confirmed.

Any reservations?

Nothing in the registry.

Walk-ins?

Not expected. Reconfirm in three hours.

Understood.

(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

BARLOW: Matt? Your cell, really?

(CHUCKLING) Relax, l've got an encryption packet.

You know me, I never relax.

Watch the cholesterol, old man.

You sound like Miriam.

So, what's new in Cape Town?

WESTON ON PHONE: Nothing, nothing.

I updated my Surveillance Target Analysis. It's compIete now.

Yeah, that's an exit report. It's not due until you leave.

Exactly. Exactly. And when is that?

How long has it been?

Twelve months.

Well, talk to me in another four.

David, I'm dying here.

What's happening with the post in Paris?

One slot, 37 applicants.

Every one of them with more field experience than you.

How am I supposed to get more experience?

I'm staring at four walls all day.

I got passed up on Rome, then Berlin.

You said yourseIf, my evaluation was excellent.

Just put it in front of Whitford.

I know he'll see that l'm ready to go, I'm all in.

Matt, I know this has been hard, but it's the way the system works.

Look, I'll talk to Whitford about Paris, but I can't promise anything.

(SIGHS)

Look, I've got to go.

Don't worry, I'm looking after you, okay?

Yeah, I know, I know, I know.

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

FROST ON PHONE: This is not a negotiation.

It's 1 0 million.

You'll get the file, and if the money is not in the account by 3:00 p.m. , I'll take it to another buyer.

MAN ON PHONE: How do we know that you won't do that anyway?

You don't.

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Here you are, sir.

FROST: Alec, how are you?

Petrus, 1 972.

You look good.

I do, don't I? (BOTH CHUCKLING)

So, how are things at MI6?

The usual. Same bureaucratic bullshit and appalling remuneration.

Life of a government man.

Mmm-hmm.

So. . .

WADE: The original file.

Dates, transactions, names.

A bargain at triple the price.

Take a look.

Hmm.

(SIGHS)

I've been waiting a long time for this.

WADE: Tobin. . .

What's in that box is going to make the world a smaller place for you, for both of us.

I got your account.

You get your cut 24 hours after transaction.

Some of our old bosses aren't going to be happy these files are out in the open.

Do I make you nervous?

Always. Good.


(BEEPS)


(METALLIC CLINK)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

You want her?


(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTS)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

WADE: Please, listen to me.

I had nothing to do with this.

FROST: Stop.

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

Let's go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

WADE: Tobin, you have to believe me.

I knew nothing about any of that.

FROST: Did you know if anybody was following you?

No, I don't think anybody was following me.

I swear on my life, Tobin, I had absolutely. . .

(GLASS SHATTERING) (GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(HORN HONKING)

(HORN BLARING)


Slow down.

(CROWD CHANTING)

(HORN HONKING)

We're going by foot.

Head towards the square.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)


(GUN FIRING)

(PEOPLE PANICKING)

MAN: Move! Move! Move!

(SIRENS WAILING)

We're heading west.

Holland Street. Move, move.


Excuse me, sir. Thank you.


My name is Tobin Frost.

(PHONE RINGING)

Linklater.

When?

Lock down the consulate.

Get me a team in the Situation Room in five minutes.

I want everything we got on Tobin Frost.

ASSISTANT: Yes, ma'am.

Is it him? Yep.

Whitford know?

LINKLATER: I'm on my way there now.

GUARD: Sir, place your finger in there until I tell you to stop.

(BEEPS)

Thank you.

(KEYS CLATTERING)

So how long has he been playing in your backyard?

We're working to get you that answer right now.

Meaning you don't know.

No, meaning, we're looking into it.

The guy goes rogue, he spends nine years selling out the Agency to all takers.

To Russia, China, Iran, you name it.

The guy is just not going to prance into an American consulate without good reason.

(BEEPS)

WHITFORD: All right, listen up.

Everybody off the phone.

Tobin Frost has just waltzed his way into a U.S. Consulate in Cape Town, South Africa.

Now this man, without question, is one of the most notorious traders that we've got.

Errington, call up his background profile.

ERRINGTON: Tobin Frost was recruited into the Agency in 1 984.

He tested off the charts in aptitude for psychological field work.

His first assignment was in Lebanon, in January, 1 985.

Three months later, he captured and flipped a high-ranking Hezbollah leader.

Over the next severaI years, Frost successfuIIy questioned and recruited many high-vaIue individuaIs.

He became known as an expert manipulator of human assets, and he literally rewrote Agency interrogation protocols.

LINKLATER: Frost served in many active theaters, including Libya from 1 995 to 1 998, Jordan, 1 998 to 2000.

During his tenure in Jordan, Frost was suspected of leaking information to Mossad, but nothing was confirmed.

Ten years ago, Frost went off the reservation completely.

He currentIy has no allegiances and is wanted for espionage on four continents.

His last known sighting is Hamburg, Germany, in 201 1 .

You know, Harlan, we should interrogate Frost now.

Sweat him for everything he's got.

Once he's stateside, we have fewer options.

I have an interrogator in Yemen, can be there in eight hours.

I already have a team in Jo'burg that can be there in two.

We'll take Frost to the safe house, interrogate him there.

My people are fully capable of handling this.

This is Tobin Frost.

We'll go with Jo'burg.

Okay.

(BALL BOUNCING)

You must turn around.

Help. Help.

(PHONE RINGING)

Accident.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

Housekeeping.

LANDLORD ON PHONE: We have a last-minute reservation.

ETA for check-in?

Sometime tonight. Freeark Insurance.

Got it.

(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

ANA ON PHONE: Hello. Hey.

Hey, where are you?

WESTON: Parker just handed me his oversight papers to finish and his daughter Chloe's got the measles, can you believe that?

How long are you going to be out for?

I don't know. I don't know.

Okay. Well, look, I'm gonna dive into this, and then hopefully I can meet up with you later, okay?

Yeah, that sounds good.

Hey, hey. . .

I love you.

I love you, too.

Bye. Bye.

RICHARDS: Extraction team is in the air, sir.

They should be on the ground within the hour.

I want that team in and out of the city in less than 1 2 hours.

We're not even supposed to have a presence in Cape Town. RICHARDS: Yes, sir.

WHITFORD: Any communications about Frost's whereabouts are strictIy need-to-know.

Sir, the extraction team is en route to the consulate now.

Who's reaching out to 7-R?

Richards, ma'am.

I want the housekeeper briefed.

High-priority target is coming in. I want the house quiet.

Under no circumstances should there be any communication until the team has left.

Yes, ma'am.

(BEEPING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(INTERCOM CHIMING)

Yeah?

Do you have a room?

Account? Daniel Kiefer.

Freeark lnsurance. K-l-E-F-E-R.

Kiefer. Freeark Insurance. K-l-E-F-E-R.

LANDLORD ON PHONE: You are a go.

You're good to go.

Hi, l'm Weston. Guest room?

It's right around the corner. Two rights and a left.

All the way back.


That's Tobin Frost.

KIEFER: Stay with him. Let's go download our gear.

POPE: Yes, sir.


Linen closet?

Down the hall. Just right at the end, there.

Kill all the surveillance cameras in this room.

(OVER SPEAKERS) My name is Daniel Kiefer.

We were at The Farm together.

Technically, you were a year ahead.

I'm here to make you aware of your rights.

You're being held under a National Security Directive, which means you have none, but you know that.

Six-hundreds.

The towels, you need six-hundreds.

Those are 350, 375-gram weight.

You're gonna need six-hundreds.

KIEFER: I want to know the reasons for you being in Cape Town.

I want you to name your resources, contacts, assets, everybody you've done business with, traded intel with, sold secrets to, in the nine years since you betrayed your country.

Absolutely. Anything you want, Daniel.

KIEFER: Khalid Sheikh Mohammed lasted 20 seconds.

They had six-hundreds.

Is this legal?

KIEFER: Bring him down.

(MUFFLED YELLING)

(SIGHS)

Bring him up.

(GASPING)

How long was that?

(FROST COUGHS)

All right, take him down.

(FROST GRUNTING)

(MUFFLED YELLING)

Bring him up!

(GASPING)

(SPlTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Get me a knife.

(POWER SHUTS DOWN)

(ALARM SOUNDING)

Miller?

Get in there with Frost.

Sir, all the security cameras are down.

Reboot. l want to see what's out there. POPE: Copy that.

KIEFER: Let's go, boys!

MILLER: Go! Go! Go!

Let's go, move!

Velez, take this corner.

Ericksson, get the back elevator.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Pope, what do you got?

POPE: Sir, l see approximately 1 2 heavily armed men in perimeter two.

KIEFER: Okay, gents! Work fore to aft.

Two-by-twos. Perimeter two.

KIEFER: Greer? GREER: Sir!

KIEFER: Ericksson? ERICKSSON: Yes, sir.

KIEFER: Velez?

Velez?

I'm good !

Let's go, fellas.

(EXPLOSION)

GREER: Incoming ! KIEFER: Grenade!

(GREER GRUNTING)

(GUN FIRING)

(GROANING)

Greer!

KIEFER: Step-slide! Start walking back!

Velez! Three-round bursts!

(FIRING CONTINUES)

Velez, where's Greer?

He's over there, sir.

Go, son.

This ain't a test. This is the real thing.

What are you gonna do?

You don't want to try me.

KIEFER: Magazine! VELEZ: Let's go.

(GUN FIRING) (SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Velez, stay there!

Listen to me, stay there!

Son of a bitch !

Miller!

Hey! Get in here!

Hey, hey. Take these.

Go watch him.

(PANTING)

Hey, they're here for me, but they want me alive.

You, they'll kill.

(SNIFFLES)

You got one in the chamber?

(BULLET CLINKING)

It's okay.

I remember my first posting. Rio de Janeiro.

A house like this. Beautiful women.

Not one single visitor, but I remember rule number one.

You are responsible for your houseguest.

I'm your houseguest.

The clock is ticking. They gave you the keys.

Do your duty, son.

Shut up. Let me think.

You want to be the guy that lost Tobin Frost?

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

(KEYS BEEPING)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

Where's Frost?

(GUN FIRING)

(PANTING)

We're leaving.

Where is he?

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Stay here, stay here! Wait! Don't move!

Hey, hey, hey!

(HORN BLARING)

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

WESTON: Go!

Get in the trunk.

Are you serious? Yeah, get in.

The trunk? Get in the trunk now!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SHOUTS IN FRUSTRATION)

No!

(SIRENS WAILING)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(RINGING TONE)

OPERATOR: Ops Center.

Echo Three Victor Echo Nine.

Go ahead.

This is Weston. 7-R's been hit. Everyone's dead.

I need you to repeat that, pIease. Say again.

Kiefer, his team, everyone, they're all dead.

Stand by.

Transferring.

(PHONE RINGING) lt's the house.

Linklater. (ON PHONE) This is Weston.

The safe house has been breached.

What's your location?

WESTON: I'm eastbound on Albert Road.

I'm just passing woodstock.

(GRUNTING)

I want eyes on this. Real-time sat feed.

LINKLATER: And what's the location of the guest?

WESTON: We escaped.

LINKLATER: Clarify. Do you have the guest?

Yes, we escaped !

Look, I can make it to the consulate.

There's no chance for SDR, I think I might have picked up a tail.

We can't have a gun battle in front of the consulate.

Diplomatic catastrophe.

Where's that satellite feed?

Denied by National Recon. War theater use only.

Buy us some time.

Do not go to the consulate.

Follow protocol Alpha Zero.

Secure the guest and stay off the grid.

Reconnect at 1 800 hours. I repeat, stay off the grid.

Copy, copy, copy.

(HORN BLARING)

(THUD) (BRAKES SCREECHING)

(GUN FIRING)


(HORN BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)


(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)


(PANTING)

All right, Cape Town police have responded to the house.

Confirmed. LINKLATER: I want the site secured.

RICHARDS: I'm hearing nine dead.

FEMALE ANALYST: Initiating damage control.

MALE ANALYST: I'm on it. Reaching out to NIA now.

The locals are going to have that house locked off.

Check all the traffic cameras, police reports...

Find out why Frost wanted to go in that consulate to begin with and who in the hell else might be after him.

We need to get Weston and Frost out of South Africa.

Now, do we have any tactical teams? Anything in play?

Yeah, l have assets in Egypt, but they're in deep.

If I pull them out, that would compromise two years' worth of work.

I can scramble a team from Europe or Asia, but it's going to take at least 1 8 hours.

At this point, Weston is all we got.

I need to find out who this Matt Weston is, right now.

FEMALE ANALYST: Matthew James Weston.

Born 02-24-82 to Terry and Madeline weston in Port washington, New York.

An assault arrest, one month after both parents and a younger sister were killed in a traffic accident in which his father's blood-alcohol was twice the legal limit.

Yale, degree in Economics, recruited out of Yale law.

High marks in analytics and linguistics at The Farm.

Excellent in tradecraft skills.

His girlfriend, Ana Moreau, is a French national.

He reported them as having "close and continuing contact."

She's a second year resident in the oncology department at Groote Schuur.

WESTON: Get in that car.

FEMALE ANALYST: She accepted a position with Hôtel-Dieu Hospital in Paris, starts in two weeks.

No known political affiliations. She's clean.

I want you to post a car outside their apartment.

Use back channels.

And get NSA to cross-check their telephone records and their e-mails, please.

Yes, ma'am.

FROST: You know, it would be easier if I knew where we were going.

You just drive, all right? Just drive, middle lane.

All right.

Hey, what are you doing? Middle lane.

Just drive around.

FROST: All right. I'm driving.

(SNIFFLES)

Nice to know who you're talking to. What's your name?

You crushed my windpipe.

Well, you locked me in the trunk.

Come on, you're not NOC. You're here under your real name.

What is it?

Weston, Matt.

All right.

How long you been a safe house keeper?

Twelve months.

Happy birthday.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Cape Town, that's low-level detail.

You should have been out of here by now.

Maybe I requested the assignment.

(FROST CHUCKLES)

Or maybe Langley doesn't trust you with anything else.

So, what's your plan?

Oh, let me guess. Follow protocol.

Protocol states that if your house is crashed, you do an SDR to make sure no one's following you.

Activate your GPS in your Go-Bag, select another safe house.

You think I'm going to let you just take me in?

I think you need to shut up.

(FROST CHUCKLES)

I think you need to consider how your house was attacked in the first place.

Have you done that, Matt?

They followed Kiefer. They followed him from the consulate, and that's how they found the safe house.

Come on, you don't really believe that, do you?

How did they know l was near the consulate in the first place?

Hmm.

But l like this, you know. You and me, figuring shit out.

Like the Hardy Boys. (LAUGHS)

That house was a secure location.

Whoever crashed it didn't stop by a gas station and ask for directions to the nearest safe house.

They were invited. Someone told them, Matthew.

Think about it. Someone you know.

So you better ask yourself, can you trust your landlord?

Go ahead, you're not going to get in my head.

I already am in your head.

They're going to isolate you, Matt.

They're going to be real nice to you at first.

They're going to put their arm around you and tell you things like, "You did a decent job, son. We'll take it from here."

That's when you know you're screwed.

Forget about me. They're going to focus on you.

They're going to try and make a connection between you and I.

So that if this all goes wrong, they'll have something to fall back on in their little Senate hearings.

I'm not your only enemy tonight.

WHITFORD: So, it's someone in-house.

It's the only way this thing could've happened.

We were completely buttoned up.

I want a list of everyone who knew about this.

Backgrounds, affiliations, particularly any connections with Frost.

Every movement right up until this operation.

Your extraction team, how long had they been together?

My team had been together six months. Why?

Well, I'm just trying to get my head around this.

That will do, thank you.


(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(DOOR CLOSES)


(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

ANA ON PHONE: Hello. Hey.

Baby, where are you?

I'm all right. I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm sorry I didn't call you back, I saw your missed calls.

You must be worried sick.

Is everything okay?

WESTON: I'm good. I'm good. Listen.

This sounds so crazy.

We had some threats against the clinic last night, so Parker and I, we stayed all night trying to get to the bottom of it.

And I'm sorry that I didn't call you back. I should have, right away.

I was so worried.

I know.

Can you do me a favor? Can you go over to the window for a second? why?

Can you just take a quick look out the window?

I want you to see if there's anyone out there.

Are there any cars that don't belong?

Anyone hanging around out front?

There's a police car.

what's going on?

I'm sorry about this.

I know this is a lot, but we felt like it would be best if we didn't go home as a precaution, and I agree with him.

I know there's nothing to worry about, but I agree with him.

I think you should just go to Dena's for a little while, just for a few hours, and I'll call you in a little bit.

And we'll get together, okay?

Okay, I'll go.

Okay. I love you. I'll talk to you soon, all right?

Don't worry. Okay, bye.

(WATER RUNNING)

She know what you do for a living?

The girl on the phone. It was a girl, wasn't it?

Maybe it was a guy, I don't know.

I don't judge.

You can't expect to have a real relationship in our line of work, Matthew.

Don't worry. She's not going to leave you.

See, what happens is, you try to protect her with lies, and then it starts to add up.

At the safe house you said that they'd kill me to get to you.

After a while, even the truth. . .

Why? . . .starts to sound like a lie.

You have something. You got something that they want. What is it?

Is she a local?

Don't worry about her. What is it?

Oh, it is a girl.

You'll keep covering your tracks, she'll keep believing.

Because she wants to, because she needs to.

That's why we exist, you and me, that's our job.

To take advantage of that.

People's desire to believe.

To trust.

She's not going to leave you, Matthew.

You're going to leave her.

I'm not you.

MALE ANALYST: Correct, sir. We verified it.


(PHONE RINGING)

That is your boy. You take it.

MALE ANALYST: Everybody, stand by.

Matty, it's me.

How are you holding up?

I'm all right.

Matt, we can't get another team in for at least 1 2 hours.

Sorry.

We've cleared a new safe house for you outside the city.

There's a Go-Bag located at locker number 256, Green Point Stadium Metrorail station.

The combination is 2-5-1-22.

2-5-1 -22.

Now, the bag's got a GPS in it.

It'll direct you to the safe house.

But you got to be careful, it's an active location.

So, approach with caution.

Matt?

Do you know how they found Frost?

Do you know who led them to us?

We're working on that.

We're counting on you, Matt.

Get Frost to that safe house and you can write your own ticket.

I will.

WESTON: Left at the light.

To the stadium?

Yeah.

(HORNS BLOWING)

(SPECTATORS CHEERlNG)

WESTON: Hey, scarf. How much for a scarf?

VENDOR: Only fifty rand.

WESTON: Thanks.

Cuff your hands together.

Together? Yeah.

Out.

FROST: Are you sure you don't want to just walk away from this?

Can't do that.

Yes, you can. You should.

Move. Go. Across the street.

(ALL CHEERING)

Going to the game. I like games.

Metrorail, straight ahead.

Straight ahead.

Right over there.

(BEEPING)

Let's go.

(SPECTATORS CHEERING)

Help! Help! He's trying to kidnap me!

WESTON: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

He's trying to kidnap me! Help!

He's got a gun !

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)

He's got a gun ! He's got a gun right there!

I'm undercover. I'm undercover!

Calm down, sir. Everybody, calm down !

(FROST CONTINUES YELLING)

(PEOPLE PANICKING)

Get down ! Get down !

All right! Okay!

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)

OFFICER: Get him up. Get up.

FROST: Ow, ow, ow!

I'm an American citizen. I don't know what he wanted from me.

OFFICER: Just calm down.

(YELLING IN AFRIKAANS)

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)

Hey, hey, hey. I'm a police officer. I'm from America.

I arrested this man. His name is Tobin Frost.

Where did you take him?

He's in the infirmary.

There, there! Is that it?

Top left, second screen from the top! Look, look, the infirmary.

Right. Go back.

Third-tier infirmary, now! Move!

Third-tier infirmary. Go, now!

Do you see?

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(GROANS)

Don't move.

(KEYS JINGLING)

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)

(SPECTATORS CHEERING)

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)


Frost!

Hey! (GUN FIRES)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Stop! Stop!

Get out the way!

Stop!

(GUN FIRING)

No! Stop!

(WOMAN GROANING)

Medic!


Drop the gun.

Drop it.

I'm responsible for you.

(GROANS)

You're responsible for yourself.

Get on your knees.

Are you going to kill me?

(GUN FIRES)

I only kill professionals.

(GRUNTING)

OFFICER ON RADlO: Height, approximateIy six feet.

Anglo, wearing a stadium security jacket.

The suspect was last seen entering Green Point Stadium Metrorail, stadium concourse.

Sir, we have a thread on what Frost might be doing in Cape Town.

Can you bring up. . .

Alec Wade. Fifteen-year NOC at MI6.

Sabotage, counter-ambush, counter-IED tactics, until he blew up an op in Lisbon four years ago and was put on a desk, pushing papers.

Cape Town Police found him shot through the head, high-powered rifle, 1 4 blocks from the consulate.

Witnesses placed someone fitting Frost's description in the car at the time of the shooting.

And we think, what? That they were working together?

They ran joint operations in Hamburg in the mid-'80s.

Frost's last sighting was in Hamburg, 201 1 .

And what are the Brits saying about Wade?

Officially, they're saying nothing.

Unofficially?

He's been the subject of a five-month internal investigation.

They think he's been trading intel.

Hmm.

So what the hell did Wade leak to Frost that was so important it was worth killing six of our men?

I want more details from MI6. Call in every chit you got.

Yes, sir.

David, I want an internal investigation into Daniel Kiefer and his team.


(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

I've got Weston calling in for David Barlow.

WESTON ON PHONE: I lost him.

BARLOW ON PHONE: Frost?

Yeah, he's gone.

After I picked up the GPS, he created a diversion, took out a couple of cops at the stadium.

BARLOW: Any idea where he's headed?

Not exactly, but I will.

This is Linklater. You said he took out two cops?

Matt, you're on speaker.

Yes, ma'am. At the Green Point Stadium.

FEMALE REPORTER ON TV: ...involvement in a possibIe kidnapping.

The suspect is being described as a white male of medium build.

Stadium police is reporting you shot a cop.

I returned fire in self-defense.

The fact of the matter is, Frost is on the loose.

I've spent the last 1 4 hours with him.

He might have said or done something that could lead me to him.

You are to stand down, proceed to the consulate, and present yourself for exfil and debrief. Acknowledge.

By the time I'm debriefed, Frost will be gone.

I've spent 1 2 months researching every square inch of this town.

I will find Frost and I'll deliver him.

Weston, this is Harlan Whitford, son.

Now, you've done a fine job, but we'll take it from here.

Understood.

(DIALING)

(RINGING TONE)

ANA ON PHONE: Hello.

Sir, I respectfully request that, that exchange not make it onto his files.

He's either incompetent or he's working with somebody else.

Do not make this about Weston.

It was your guys that lost Frost.

It was your team that folded at the safe house.

I want both of you on an airplane to Cape Town.

Frost is trying to get out of the country. Go find his ass.


There you go, baby.

One ticket to Jo'burg.

Thank you.

(WHIRRING)


(BEEPS)

(BEEPlNG)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

NEWSREADER ON TV: Police had detained American NGO worker Matthew Weston as a possible suspect in the shooting.

Weston had been detained earlier today, but managed to escape while being questioned by stadium security officials about his involvement in the shootings.

The suspect has been described as a white male of medium build, possibly wearing a stadium security outfit.

Baby.

Are you all right?

l lied to you.

About everything. The NGO, Parker.

My job.

My family.

So, who do you work for?

The government.

CIA.

(SOBBING) No, I don't. . .

I don't do anything.

I sit around in an apartment all day. I answer the phone.

I need you to leave.

I need you to do that for me. Okay?

(SNIFFLING)

Here.

This is a ticket to Jo'burg.

When you get there, you go straight to the airport.

There's a 6:00 a.m. flight to Paris.

Take this.

You take this. If anyone stops you. . .

If anyone stops you. . . If anybody stops you. . .

Who do you think I am?

Stop, stop.

Fuck you !

Hey, stop. Stop it.

We broke up a week ago. You haven't seen me since, okay?

I'm sorry.

Just leave. Please?

Do you love me?

Very much.

Go. Go.

Go.

(SlGHS)

WOMAN OVER PA: Attention, all passengers, Platform 20 for Langa Township departing in five minutes.

Langa Township, departing in five minutes.

(KEYS CLATTERING)

Sir. Someone just logged into our system using Weston's password accessing his stored files.

WHITFORD: It's him. What the hell is he doing?

I'm not sure.

I want to see what he's looking at.

RICHARDS: He's pulled an old report on surveillance targets living in the Langa Township area.

It's a profiIe of Carlos Villar, a Nicaraguan national.

He's a known document forger.

WHITFORD: Get me a copy of Weston's report.

RICHARDS: Yes, sir.

FEMALE ANALYST: Logged off, sir. He's gone.

An Internet cafe on Long Street.

(HORN HONKING)

Like a black Dorian Gray.

That's right. How you doing, brother?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Come in. Yes, sir.

Illana?

ILLANA: Hi.

CARLOS: We have a guest.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Illana. Good to meet you.

Joseph, my daughter.

How are you? DAUGHTER: Hello.

CARLOS: My son-in-law.

(LAUGHS)

ILLANA: (CHUCKLES) May I offer you some tea?

No, we're going upstairs.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

I remembered.

You even let it breathe.

"Too long a sacrifice Can make a stone of the heart

"O when may it suffice?

"That is Heaven's part"

In the old days, a cheap bottle of Flor de Caña kept us happy all night.

Mmm. Tastes change.

People change.

People don't change.

We grow old.

And some of us adapt.

And learn how to enjoy simple pleasures of life, like a family, a home.

And for you. . .

What's in that glass right now, for you, is as good as it's ever going to be.

One day you'll understand.

You got more past than future, you learn.

What is this? An intervention?

(SIGHS)

I thought you were dead.

So, what brings you to my home in the middle of the night after all these years?

Ooh.

DAUGHTER: Papa?

CARLOS: Uh-huh.

We're going.

Okay, be careful.

Okay, Papa.

What are you going to do with this?

Make some money.

Let me borrow your glasses.

That's it. Listen.

I'm going to need a new passport, photo lD, driver's license, the whole shebang. Can you do that for me?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yes.

LINKLATER: Weston never showed at the consulate.

And he was just accessing our secure server, searching for someone to create an alias package.

He's trying to leave the country.

Or he's going after Frost.

LINKLATER: Look at what happened at the soccer stadium.

This guy let Frost escape.

I think Weston's turned.

I know this boy.

He's been Iooking for a chance to prove himseIf.

He's trying to bring in Frost.

LINKLATER: Come on, David.

You're not seeing the evidence.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Not my best work.

But given the pressure of time, it's passable.

It's good. I'll wire you the money as soon as I get out of town.

Tobin, don't do this. It's different.

You don't need the trouble, you don't need the money.

You can give it. . . (GUN FIRING)

(GROANING)

ILLANA: Carlos!

Illana!

ILLANA: Carlos!

CARLOS: Illana!

(SCREAMING) (GUN FIRING)

Carlos.

Carlos!

(GUN FIRING)

Go.

(GUN FIRING)

He's on the roof!

(GRUNTS)


(GRUNTING)

(SPEAKING AFRIKAANS)


MAN: Go! Go!

(WOMAN SHRIEKS)

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CLANKING)

(MEN GRUNTING)

(GUN FIRING)

Get in the car!


They think they can come at me like this.

Have to do it a whole lot better than that.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Shit!

Matt, how'd you find me?

It wasn't that hard.

(PANTING)

(CAR STALLING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Let's go.

(GUNS FIRING)


Wait, wait, wait.


(GRUNTING)

(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTING)

(STRAINING)

(GUN FIRES) (GROANS)

(GUN FIRING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)


(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

Who do you work for?

WESTON: Who sent you?

Who sent you? Who sent you?

Who?

Vargas.

Who's Vargas?

You want to die?

(GRUNTS)

Who's Vargas? (GUN COCKING)

Matt.

CIA.

CIA! CIA!

(PANTING)

Report?

There was a shootout in the Langa Township.

Two crime scenes. One at the residence of Carlos Villar.

He's a document forger.

The other in a nearby tenement.

And where was Frost last seen?

Tenement.

Have fun at Villar's.

We'll meet up later.


You were right about Ana.

That's her name.

FROST: Sorry to hear that.

Most case officers get married three, four times.

You?

(SCOFFS)

Once.

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALES)

WESTON: You're falling apart over here.

(BOTTLES CLINKING)

(STOPPER POPS OPEN)

Don't kill innocent people, Matthew.

What?

Air traffic controller, a tiny airstrip in Bermuda.

George Edwart Cox, I remember that name.

Edwart, with a "T."

My inside officer said he was organizing arms shipments, but he was just an air traffic controller. He was just a guy.

I put a bullet in his skull.

Black Ops came in, they replaced him with one of their own, and crashed a Gulfstream in the ocean that night.

The thing was, the family that was on the plane. . .

The husband, he was a whistleblower.

The whole thing was about stopping him from testifying about wet works to a congressional hearing.

Is that why you left?

No.

(SCOFFS)

I went back to work the next day like nothing ever happened.

You practice anything a long time, you get good at it.

You tell a hundred lies a day, it sounds like the truth.

Everyone betrays everyone.

That's a shitty excuse.

Yeah, I used to be innocent like you.

Wrap myself up in the flag. . .

I'm going to take you in.

Good for you.


(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Barlow.

LINKLATER ON PHONE: Witnesses identified a pair of men fitting weston and Frost's description leaving this location together.

So, he pulled it off.

Weston is aiding and abetting a fugitive.

BARLOW ON PHONE: You're wrong.

If he's with Frost, he's taking him to the safe house.

That's where we got to be. (WATCH BEEPlNG)

Fine. Fine.

Meet me at the crossroads at Old Malmesbury Road.


(GUN COCKlNG)

KELLER: Who are you?

You Weston?

Give me the shotgun.

What the hell is this?

Who are you? l'm Keller. Safe house keeper.

Authorization lndex, Bravo Four Seven Oscar Whiskey Six. lnside. Let's go.

To the left.

Slowly. l don't know who trained you, man, but this sure as hell ain't protocol. Where's the guest room?

That's the thing, we don't really have one. ln there. ln there.

Cuff him. To the pipe.

Out. Over there.

All right.

Control room.

Whatever you say, man. lt's your rodeo.

(KEYS BEEPlNG)

Call it in. Let me hear it.

(RlNGlNG TONE)

(OVER SPEAKER) LandIord.

My guest is here.

Account?

Abaresque Limited. with a guest?

Yeah, package delivered.

Confirmed. Pickup scheduIed.

They're on the way.

Can we at least put the gun down now?

Thanks, Clayton. Bye. lt's a microchip.

What?

(SlGHlNG) That was my guy from Ml6.

Wade got his hands on a microchip.

And what was on it?

Only Wade knew, but l think it's safe to assume that's why he hooked up with Frost.

To sell it.

Let's get moving.

(GUN FlRES) (GRUNTS)

(GUN FlRlNG)

(SlGHS)

Long day, huh?

l can only imagine. Tobin Frost.

That man's a legend. l hope you picked up something.

You ain't going to find a better education.

(SCOFFS)

This is the most excitement l've seen.

You're the first guest l've had in 1 0 months.

But you wouldn't know anything about that, right?

You got a city posting.

Yeah, nightlife, beaches.

Little ladies running around everywhere.

Yeah. l'm jealous.

You got coffee?

Yeah, it's in the cupboard.

Where?

Want me to get it? l got it.

(CELL PHONE VlBRATlNG)

(BOTH GRUNTlNG)

(CLATTERlNG)


(GRUNTlNG)

(GROANlNG)


(GROANS)

(SCREAMlNG)

(GRUNTlNG)


(CHOKlNG)


(GRUNTS) (NECK BREAKS)

(PANTlNG)

(GRUNTlNG)

Why are you in Cape Town?

Tell me now. Why?

What is it?

A dirt list, laundry list. lsraeli lntelligence, five years ago, compiled blackmail intel.

Corrupt agents, German lntelligence, Ml6. . .

ClA?

Yes.

We got to get away.

We got to get out of here.

(KEYS JINGLING)

(HANDCUFFS UNLOCK)

Ah, shit.

Don't, don't, don't.

No, don't leave me here, please.

Don't do it.

(GROANING)


Matt?

Hey.

How you doing?

I'm proud of you.

And what you pulled off.

You're going to make a hell of a case officer.

Where's Frost?

He's gone.

Place is a wreck. Blood everywhere.

Was he injured or. . .

I guess you know he killed Keller.

No.

I killed Keller.

Frost killed Keller.

He killed Linklater, too.

Did he talk about anything? Anything he was after?

Anything he might have had?

The file.

The file?

The file that you're on.

Along with a lot of other people.

Important people.

(SIGHS)

BARLOW: Listen to me.

What would you do if someone is watching your every move?

Some maybe you're not proud of.

And you will have some you're not proud of, believe me.

And then tries to use it against you?

You would do what you have to do.

(SIGHS)

Where's the file?

(GUN FIRING)

(GUN COCKING)

Matt, the file. Where is the file?

You're a dead man.

Yeah, a long time now.

Frost is here.


(GRUNTS)


(GUNS FIRING)

(GROANS)


Let's go.

(GUN FIRES)

(PANTING)

We got him.

A hell of a job.


You smell that?

Pinotage. It's a good grape. Great wine.

Local grape. Pinotage is great. . .

I don't want you losing this one.

It's worth a lot of money.

(CHUCKLING)

You're a good boy, Matty.

You know what you are.

(GASPING)

Hey.

I know what you're not.

You're better than me.

No, it's okay, just be better than me.

You promise me.

Yeah.

Well, let's. . .

Let's go.

I just got to get up. I need to get up.

Stay.

Hey. . .


That's exactly as it happened.

Obviously, this situation needs to be handled with a certain amount of finesse.

Has anybody else seen this report?

No, sir. Not yet.

Matt, I'm sure this comes as no surprise, but parts of this report are going to have to be altered for national security.

Which parts, sir?

Well. . .

David Barlow can't be held responsible for what happened to the safe house.

We just don't need the scandal.

But, sir, you and I both know that, that is just not the truth.

People don't want the truth anymore, Matt.

It's too messy. Keeps them up nights.

I'll tell you what I am willing to do, though.

I think the Agency has grossly underestimated you, and I'm recommending you for a senior case officer position.

Provided you still want it.

That's a generous offer, sir.

There's just one thing you need to clarify for me.

Of course.

Frost may have been carrying some vital intel.

A file.

I'm not seeing that anywhere in this report.

What was on the file, sir?

Something that, quite frankly, could be very damaging to the Agency and to our allies.

I don't see why Frost would even mention something like that to me.

No, I suppose he wouldn't, would he?

You realize, though, that if that file did leak, what would happen to the person responsible?

That person would be arrested, sir.

He'd be risking everything.

He'd have enemies in every intelligence agency in the world.

In the eyes of the CIA, he'd be just like Tobin Frost.

Frost didn't say anything about a file, sir.

All right, son.

Take a few days off.

We'll get you started next week.

Thank you.

And think about our conversation, would you?

Will do.

I'll take it from here, sir.


JOHN C. KING ON TV: ...and other media outlets received a controversial file from an anonymous source.

The international intelligence community is still reeling from the release of so many highly classified documents and the revelations of widespread corruption and criminaI activity at the CIA, the BND, and MI6.

REPORTER 1 : ...is in an uproar over the Iack of oversight given to British Intelligence, demanding accountabiIity of the rogue agents.

Officials at Ml6 are fully cooperating.

REPORTER 2: Chancellor Merkel insists that the BND has already identified the corrupt agents and contained the intelligence breach.

She has ensured her internationaI counterparts...

REPORTER 3: Indictments are now expected within the week, and Congress has demanded that Deputy Director Harlan Whitford testify before a Senate subcommittee in an effort to determine how many peopIe at the CIA are involved in this and just how far up the corruption reaches.


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