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my friend.

And I understand that

very soon you're gonna be a father.

I would very much

like to see that happen,

but I also have the power

to see that it doesn't happen.

You got 30 minutes--

to put the hard drive

back in the safe.

You walk out of there

with everything the way it was.

I don't understand

what you're talking about.

your kid, your life, done.

You understand that?

I love you, too.

- Very touching.

- Who has my wife?

The police, who else?

Come on, on your way.

Oh, no, don't. Don't!

We need him alive!

if you ever pull a stunt

like that again,

I will kill this woman.

Yeah?

Come on.

As soon as we find her whereabouts,

I wanna know, that clear?

Can I talk to you privately

for a second?

- Give me a minute.

- Got it.

What I'm about to tell you

stays between us, okay?

I just found out the Feds

have an informant in the diner.

That informant was about to come

forward with something vital

to their whole operation.

An active informant

in the diner now?

- Who is it?

- I don't know,

and they won't say.

There's fear of a leak

in the department.

They gotta protect the guy.

The wrong people

find out who he is...

well, I don't need to tell you.

- Matthews.

- Hear me very f***ing clearly.

The a**holes who pulled this

cannot walk out of that diner.

Understood.

What about Davenport?

Same order.

We clean this up.

- Oi, where are you off to?

- I need the toilet.

- A number one or number two?

- What?

Because if it's a number two,

allow me to provide you

with a magazine to read.

What do you want me to do?

I need a piss.

Hurry UP!

Shots fired, shots fired!

Shots fired, shots fired!

The cops are trying

to come in through the back!

Everyone stay there

and be f***ing cool.

Stay where you are!

Nick, what's going on in there?

- Nick?

- Come over here.

Pick up that radio.

You tell them if they even try

to come in here,

I will execute every last hostage.

The cops are trying to come in

through the back, man.

You promised us.

People are going to die.

- It was a mistake, Nick.

- Let me talk to him.

I'm gonna straighten it out.

Stand down!

Stand down!

Nobody go near the damn diner!

Back, get back!

Get us that SUV

and get us the hell outta here!

Back where you were.

Everyone stay calm.

- All right, Bill?

- Yeah, fine. You?

Never better.

SWAT tried to go through

the back door.

- Who gave the order?

- Nobody ordered it.

I'm in full command of this situation,

you understand that?

A couple of our guys went

to take a look and got made.

It was a mistake.

Those guys don't make mistakes,

they follow orders.

If you're trying to go behind my back,

it's gonna be a f***ing problem.

Oh, come on.

We're in this together.

So what's going on?

I'm guessing it's a boy.

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Knew it.

I have four sisters,

so you learn these things.

When you carry a baby low,

like you, it's a boy.

Bet your husband,

he's happy it's a boy, I bet, huh?

Yeah.

SUV's here.

Hey, Nick?

Tell him you're gonna come out

and check the SUV.

Make sure there's no surprises.

- I'm here.

- SUV's here.

Gassed up and ready to go.

You owe me four hostages.

I've gotta check it first.

I'm coming out.

I never got to have kids.

I'm sorry to say.

I lead a very quiet life.

It gives me time

to think about things.

I have this clock at home

that always helps me think.

It's a piece of ormolu.

Did you ever hear of it?

It's golden, French, 1800s.

It's a beautiful piece, beautiful.

But guess what they call it?

A death clock.

It's got these

two pudgy cherubs holding it.

All kinds of flowers.

It's very Louis XIV.

Everything's plated with gold.

This is back

when they used mercury

to plate the gold to the brass.

These poor schmucks,

they didn't know any better.

Once a clock was plated

and perfect,

they'd heat up the clock

to burn off the mercury,

and the room that they were in

would fill with poison gas.

Their hands, clothes,

their lungs...

it was a disaster.

Everyone who built these clocks--

these beautiful clocks...

died.

The clock makers,

the apprentices,

the children.

Their whole families, dead.

You got directions

on the dashboard

to a secure gate at the airport

where they'll walk you through,

but you still can do this

another way.

Is the jet ready?

I have a clean shot.

Waiting for a go.

There's been a short delay,

but it'll be ready by

- the time you get to the airport.

- How long?

- No more than an hour.

- That's too long!

There's nothing I can do

about that, Nick.

- The jet is not there.

- No, that doesn't work!

What's he doing?

Imagine that.

Imagine a man

mastering a craft

that he hopes

will provide for his family

only to destroy

everyone that he loves

and kills himself, too.

- Who's got my wife?

- We're trying to locate her.

Answer me.

Where's my wife?

- Amands fine, Nick.

- That's bullshit!

I spoke to her,

someone's got her!

We don't know

where she is now.

Jesus f***ing Christ.

We need him back in here.

Oh, I'll just skip on out there

and pull him in, shall I?

- Shut up.

- God damn it,

I trusted you.

- You lied to me.

- Nicky, Nicky, Nicky,

- Stand down!

- Stop!

It's pitiful to think about.

So...

I just sit

staring at my clock.

Do you think before the end,

before his last breath,

the clock maker

had any idea

he was killing himself

and his family, too?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Nick.

You wanna help these people?

You go in there and you end it

or someone's gonna die.

We have a direct threat.

Take him out.

No, no, no!

Oh, God! Nick!

Bravo Team,

you're clear to take the back door, go!

Stay down!

Everyone, stay down!

Stay down! Stay down!

Derrick, what's plan B?

This.

Derrick?!

Derrick?!

Sorry, mate.

Derrick?!

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Derrick, please!

Put your gun down!

Put your gun down!

Freeze!

Let me see your hands!

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

I'm fine.

One of them's in the kitchen.

He's got a hostage. Go!

- Clear.

- Clear.

Keep your hands

where I can see them!

Move it, move!

- Clear.

- Clear.

They're killing the hostages!

Get in there, go!

Hurry!

Nick, Nick.

What is going on with Amanda?

Tell me what you know

and we'll find her.

Nick? Nick, talk to me.

Nick?!

Hey, that was

a hostage you shot,

for Christ's sake.

Officers, I'll finish this up.

Wow, Yuri, that was quite a f***ing mess

we had on our hands there.

It was three Brits

that came in and did this!

Yeah, and Davenport

was the ringleader.

Your man has his wife.

That kid?

You've got sh*t for brains, Barnes.

- He wasn't behind any of it.

- What?

Give me your phone.

- It's me.

- You okay?

Davenport's not our guy.

He's just a pawn.

Whoever pulled this

got the drive.

Find him.

What do you want me to do

with the wife?

- Unit three, do you copy?

- Go, three.

Did anyone come out

the back of the diner?

Uniform they had hostage. Nobody else.

Do you have eyes

on that individual now?

- Negative.

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