Safe House Page #4

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.

...involvement in

a possible 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

14 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 12

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.

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.

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?

I lied to you.

About everything.

The NGO, Parker.

My job.

My family.

So, who do you work for?

The government.

CIA.

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?

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.

F*** 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.

Attention, all passengers,

Platform 20

for Langa Township

departing in five minutes.

Langa Township,

departing in five minutes.

Sir. Someone just logged into our

system using Weston's password

accessing his

stored files.

It's him. What

the hell is he doing?

I'm not sure.

I want to see

what he's looking at.

He's pulled an old report

on surveillance targets living

in the Langa Township area.

It's a profile of Carlos Villar,

a Nicaraguan national.

He's a known

document forger.

Get me a copy

of Westons report.

Yes, sir.

Logged

off, sir. He's gone.

An Internet cafe

on Long Street.

Like a black

Dorian Gray.

That's right.

How you doing, brother?

- Come in.

- Yes, sir.

Illana?

Hi.

We have a guest.

Illana.

Good to meet you.

Joseph, my daughter.

- How are you?

- Hello.

My son-in-law.

May I offer you some tea?

No, we're going

upstairs.

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 Caa 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?

I thought you were dead.

So, what brings you to my home

in the middle of the night

after all these years?

Ooh.

Papa?

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 ID, driver's license,

the whole shebang.

Can you do that for me?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yes.

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.

Look at what happened

at the soccer stadium.

This guy

let Frost escape.

I think Westons turned.

I know this boy.

He's been looking

for a chance to prove himself.

He's trying to

bring in Frost.

Come on, David.

You're not

seeing the evidence.

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...

Carlos!

Illana!

Carlos!

Illana!

Carlos.

Carlos!

Go.

Go.

He's on the roof!

Go! Go!

Get in the car!

They think they can

come at me like this.

Have to do it a whole

lot better than that.

Sh*t!

Matt, how'd you find me?

It wasn't that hard.

Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.

Who do you work for?

Who sent you?

Who sent you?

Who sent you?

Who?

Vargas.

Vargas.

Who's Vargas?

Who's Vargas?

You want to die?

Who's Vargas?

Matt.

CIA.

CIA! CIA!

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.

Sorry to hear that.

Most case officers get

married three, four times.

You?

Once.

You're falling apart

over here.

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.

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.

Barlow.

Witnesses identified a pair of men

fitting Weston and

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