Professionals

Previously on Professionals .

Wall Street, our investors... They all need to see us taking charge

before this satellite mess drags down the whole house.

The engineering report blamed the explosion on a software anomaly.

If the attack was sabotage, that report must be incorrect.

Someone falsified the data in the report.

-Who's missing? -Abe Geller, launch director.

I'm so sorry, Peter.

Zora.

She asked you to cook the data.

Put your hands behind your back, right now!

Seems you took a bit of damage yourself, Mr...

My friends call me Vincent.

Come work for me. I need professionals.

I need trained people.

What do you say? The old legionnaires back together?

We're done here forever.

If you can't get your brother to work for me,

then stay away from stealing expensive cars on my turf.

Our next reunion will not be this fun.

He's pretty fast for a fat man.

Run fat boy, run!

Wait! This one!

-Hurry up! -Hey! Stop!

Come on!

Let's go!

Stop them! Hey!

-Come back here! -Quick!

Come on, Danny. He's coming.

What sort of car would you be looking for today?

Not a car, more of a statement.

Such as... "I have money", huh?

Well, you can't do better than...

For driving miss Daisy, maybe.

Alright, so something that says, "I have money, but who cares"?

Something that says power.

Then my friend, you're talking... Corvette.

Simple, sexy and faster than a speeding bullet,

which for you might come in handy.

It's too Hot Wheels.

Give me bone and blood, more wild animal than flashy toy.

Feast on this beast.

Old world, but cutting edge.

Impeccably elegant, with just a hint of pimp, huh?

I'll take it.

You've got it.

Seriously? A slim Jim, here?

I'm classic like that.

-You're an idiot like that. -Hey! Hey you!

Stop right there! Come back!

Got it!

Stolen car, on the move.

-Found you. -Busted. Was I hiding?

I know it's an adjustment. You can't just disappear without telling me.

Grace knows where I am.

Besides, I like to come to Leo's every now and then

just to watch the horses.

It helps me to... to not think, you know?

Press the reset button.

I didn't ask Grace. She's locked away writing her speech.

Right... Monte Carlo fundraiser.

Another good reason to ride off into the sunset and not look back.

Funny thing about sunsets, they turn into sunrises

and the problem's still there.

That's it exactly.

Ever since Panacea went down, something's been grinding at me.

Just...

I just feel like...

Something gonna catch up with me and I don't know what.

Even more reason to keep my team close.

Okay.

I promise I won't disappear again.

Even if I prefer horses to people, sometimes.

They're on to us.

For now.

Hold on.

What the hell?!

-Are you planning on losing him? -I think he's in love with me.

Suck on this.

Eat that, sucker!

-Let's get out of here. -Yeah!

Yo, where the hell is everybody?

Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes are calling

The pipes are calling.

Right now your crew is reflecting on their life choices.

And most of them are feeling a lot of regrets.

I didn't want to come here tonight, but I have to confess...

I'm a little bit nostalgic.

Certain smells can do that.

Oil, petrol, melting paint, burning metal...

My brother and I, we were good.

We could take apart a school bus quicker than a hair cut.

You see all this?

Very soon, when your car needs new parts,

you just print them out of a 3D printer

from the comfort of your own house.

Chopping cars will be another art form killed by technology.

So you're just doing us a favor?

Oh, Danny boy, you must know by now,

I'm not that generous.

Hey! No!

Now, give me one reason not to cut you down.

Okay!

Okay. Vince.

Vincent.

Action?

Nobody thinks it can happen to them, but it does,

every minute of every day. Welcome back to PMC Academy,

I'm Jack "Hacksaw" Smith.

I'm going to show you the three...

-Hey, Jack. -Sorry, sir.

-That's alright. You got a minute? -Yeah.

Just a project I'm working on. A little something.

Can I help you with anything?

I hope so, actually. It's...

It's Jane.

You and she are similar in age

and in certain ways... you and she can relate to one another

in ways that she and I just can't and...

She needs a friend.

You know? What I'm asking is... could you be her friend?

Yes, sir. I can be her friend, yeah.

-I can do that. -I really appreciate that.

-Happy to. -Thanks. Good.

So... What's your video project about?

-This? -Yeah.

-You wanna... -Give me the elevator pitch.

Right now, it's a concept.

-It's called... -Heroe Inc.

You know there's no "e" in hero?

That's the branding part.

It drives engagement with my ICA, Ideal Customer Avatar.

There it is. People wanting the PMC lifestyle.

Danger, excitement, world travel... And here's the kicker:

They don't have to join the army to do it.

Phase one, I'm putting together a bunch of videos.

You know, fire arm training, self defense...

Wow.

Here, I demonstrate how to get out of a choke hold.

Here, how to field dress a burn.

That one hurt a bit.

Looks like it.

It's the career of the future, Mr Swann.

When Armageddon strikes, this is where you go.

-Yeah. -Mr Swann?

-When you're ready, sir. -Thanks, Trig.

Listen, thanks for what we talked about.

-And send me a prospectus. -You got it. Thank you, sir.

-Hey Trig, what's a prospectus? -Use a dictionary.

Yes!

Come on.

Pick three and let's go. I don't want to be late for you know what.

It doesn't work like that. First we have to ask permission.

-Permission? -Your thing has rules. So does mine.

You remembered the rules!

-After so, so long. -A little too long.

The place looks the same. So do you, Eva.

Look at him. Have you ever seen a better liar than this one?

And stone cold sober, too.

I don't think we've met.

He's my client. He's in need of a few solid operators.

-This is a good place to start. -Right...

Maybe we can make an exception for an old friend.

-Make it quick, Danny. -Roger that, Eva.

This way.

I don't like the look of this kid.

Any motivated operators looking for a gig?

-Yeah, sure. -Meet me outside for an interview.

-An interview? -It's more of an audition.

Here it is. My client is ready to hire right now.

All cash at twice your daily rate.

That's the good news.

The bad news? I only need three of you.

So... It's Darwin time.

-Did I get it? -Sorry, sir. I didn't see anything.

Face it, dad. You haven't hit anything since the crash of '08.

Thank you, Dr Freud.

I suppose this is compensation for my other shortcomings?

I love these fun filled family adventures.

They fill me with such joy.

Okay, fine. We quit.

But only because there's nothing out here to shoot.

Sorry, I know that beating the bushes isn't part of the detail.

That's alright, everything's part of the detail.

Plus, what if the quail starts shooting back?

If they shoot like this guy, we don't need to worry.

-Hey, Seesaw. -Yes?

Take this.

-It's Hacksaw. -Whatever.

Oh no, I like Seesaw.

Show me some merc stuff, like how to throw a knife.

Danger pays.

Oh! Sorry.

Don't worry. My wife and I have all the kids we need.

Seesaw.

Allow me, Miss.

Alright, so you want to pinch the blade, thumb and finger.

Sharp point... Alright, hold it up.

Point to the target with your other hand.

Keep pointing when you throw and let the blade do the work.