Command Performance Page #4

Marshal Kazov.

World War II

hero in Stalingrad.

Former Soviet

Minister of Defense.

And a leader of the

failed Coup against

Gorbachev in '91.

Then who is

Oleg Kononov?

Oleg supported his

father in the Coup,

but after his parents

committed suicide,

Oleg immigrated

to the U. S.

He changed

his last name

to Kononov.

According to the

passport records,

he reentered the

Russian Federation

three weeks ago.

Prosecutor of Oleg's

father and the other

Coup members.

A young judge

from St. Petersburg.

We know

him now as...

President Alexi Petrov.

Here you

are, sir.

Priority Bravo One.

Get me Alpha

Team Leader.

This is not

about the money.

This is about

the revenge.

Kazov will never let

the President out of

that arena alive.

Send in the

Alpha Team.

Now.

What now?

We'll go one way...

you the other.

How many

men in there?

Now we'll

find out.

Follow me.

Standing by.

The singer?

Sent three men,

haven't heard back.

So there must be

a couple more FSB

Agents still breathing.

We have movement

here. Something's up.

Kazov here.

Anything?

When do we

make our move?

Did we get

the money?

Soon.

Anna. What are you

doing? Take me instead.

Daddy!

No. No.

Get off me!

Stop it!

No!

Help me!

Get off me!

No!

No!

Get off!

Kazov?

Wrong.

Thank you.

You're safe now.

I have a little

bedtime story.

A story about honor.

About patriotism.

About losing everything a

man loves.

It's a story

you will enjoy.

Come here.

Daddy!

Daddy!

It's okay.

It was a

warm summer.

1991.

I was home on

leave from my

military service.

And my father,

Marshal Dimitry Kazov,

you may have

heard of him.

He was

watching television.

The door suddenly

flew open

and a team of Special

Forces troops

burst in.

And eagerly running

at their heels,

was a

young prosecutor.

Shoot anyone coming

through that door.

Bad guys.

You got 15 rounds.

Keep shootin' till

they fall down.

Hey.

You stay there.

Joe! Don't

get killed.

When this is over,

I wanna renegotiate my

royalty rate.

May need

your contacts.

How can you

talk about business

at a time like this?

Those bastards

are trying to

kill us.

Dying is easy.

Rock 'n roll is hard.

You can't go

back to the

old ways.

Something your

father never learned.

My father

was a patriot.

So am I.

What about

our escape?

Where are your

guts, soldier?

You remember that

night, Prosecutor?

Your father was

treated with dignity.

Let us go and you will

be treated likewise,

I promise.

My mother knew what

the sound of the boots

on her front steps meant.

She looked at him

one last time.

One last time.

As he aimed the cold

barrel of his revolver

at her forehead.

And fired!

Before I could stop

him, he already had

the gun on himself.

Do you remember how he

spit at you before he

pulled the trigger?

He's transmitting again.

The time has come

for a reckoning!

This is not a

political statement.

This is not a

religious statement.

This is blood

for blood.

Help me!

Help me!

No!

Yana!

Down.

You okay, dude?

I mean, sir.

Clear.

Daddy!

Are you okay?

Where's Kazov?

He took

the girl with

him. That way.

He won't go up.

Not with an Alpha

Team moving in.

Probably down through the

boilers and then to the

service entrance.

I'll take

you there.

Get the others out

of the building.

What about

you, sir?

Get yourself

and the rest

of them out.

I'm getting in.

My job is to...

Go. That's

an order.

Yes, sir.

It's time

to finish this!

Where are

the others?

Is my father and

Yana all right?

Don't worry.

They'll be

out soon.

And Joe?

Enough.

Let's go. We have

to get out now.

Thank God.

I've been looking

for you guys.

This way. Come

on. Hurry.

That's for my brother,

you f***ing piece

of sh*t!

Russian military!

Stay down!

It's the

Alpha Team!

Stay down!

I'm Ali Connor.

Stay down!

Don't move!

I'm a journalist.

I have important

footage for you.

Stay down!

Wait. Hold

your fire.

You! Don't move!

I'm Agent Kapista,

Presidential security.

Put down

your weapons!

Crawl

Crawl over here or

I'll blow us all to

hell right now

Daddy!

It's going

to be all right.

It is not going

to be all right!

Crawl!

Crawl!

Kneel at my feet!

Crawl!!

Kneel!

How does it feel,

Mr. Prosecutor?

How does it feel?

Well, I guess

the show's over.

No encores,

I hope.

Rosa.

In the days of the

Great Patriotic War,

we had a decoration

called Hero of the

Soviet Union.

It was only

given under very

special circumstances,

and usually to

the family of

the recipients,

because the soldier

had already given his

or her life

to serve

the nation.

However, in 1992,

Senior Agent

Leonid Gordov,

did receive

a similar decoration

for saving a new

and fragile federation,

from a malicious

coup attempt.

His family thought Leonid

would want you

to have this.

On behalf of the

Russian people,

for conspicuous

bravery in the face

of grave danger,

I proclaim you...

Hero of the

Russian Federation.

Joe, can you

autograph these, please?

I thought you two

were Venus fans.

Don't tell her.

Promise.

It reminds me

of a band

I once knew.

For you, Joe.

Thanks.

Check the back.

Thanks.

So how's

the shoulder?

Doing okay.

I can

still kick ass.

And play the drums.

Good luck.

You too,

Agent Kapista.

You know, we could probably

use a man like you in the

Security Services.

Rock and roll star.

Perfect cover.

Thanks, but, um...

today I got

a better gig.

Hey. You coming?

I'm still looking

for an opening act.

So am I.

Rock and load.

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