The Bear Is Infected

Where is it?

I told you, we don't wear locators.

Wait. Big toe, left foot.

- Two minutes. - Killing every one

of these motherfuckers.

- Clear. - Clear.

They found the locator.

That's all they found.

Everybody breaks, Byron.

You know that. And when she breaks,

who knows what spills out?

What happened to my wife?!

I'm sure you've discussed this.

- Worst-case scenarios. - Is that what this is?

Spotter identified: rooftop, far side street.

Driver's down.

This is my ride.

Wow, you're really...

- - In case you haven't

already figured it out,

you got a lot of explaining to do.

- -

Olga Balakin?

Tak.

We're gonna get up nice and easy.

Get up.

Sit down.

We're clear.

A-Americans?

What you do? Americans are our friends.

Maybe we're your friends.

Do not speak unless spoken to.

Make no sound. You understand?

If you make any noise, we will kill you.

You have picture?

We're up.

Move to the table and sit, please.

Now, before I start chopping body parts,

I want to make sure we're in the right house.

Is that Mom?

Your little sister's a looker.

Boys are gonna have fun with that one.

- What are you doing? - I'm not

gonna waste my time torturing you.

I know the training you've been through.

I could shoot you full of all the scopolamine I want.

You'd still lie to me.

Can't torture the truth out of you either,

but I can... torture it out of her.

What truth?

Well, we got your boy in Ukraine.

About 48 hours later, senior case officer

overseeing the mission

had two Russian contract agents at her fucking front door

armed... with restraints.

Explain that.

I don't know who's your case officer.

You met her at the fucking park.

You chose the park.

I didn't choose it. You chose it.

You chose everything.

I'm not gonna do this with you.

Boys... get a finger.

Please, no.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

- They can't hear you. - You can hear me.

What do you want to know? How they made her?

Hold up, boys.

I don't know.

Maybe they got her face from a drone or a satellite.

Then they'd have all of us.

And they didn't show up at my fucking house.

How did you get into the country?

Did you fly into Kiev?

Because the whole world watches Kiev.

These are excuses, Oleksandra.

I don't want excuses. I want fucking answers.

You round-tripping for Russia?

Ah. Double agent my ass.

You're a double agent, but it ain't for fucking Ukraine

and it sure as hell ain't for us.

My father died fighting Russia.

My brothers fight Russia

right now, today.

That is my nation, my home.

Soviet Union destroyed my country.

Everybody starved.

Everybody was scared to even think

because they read your mind like a book,

but today's Russia, this Russia is worse

because now they are rich and they are free to spend it.

And you are acting just like them.

You know, go ahead, kill them.

Big, tough fucking soldiers rape an old woman

and a little girl and kill them?

Go ahead, do it.

Here, shoot me right here.

Come on, soldier girl, shoot me right here.

You want to come kick me again? Come kick.

You fucking try.

Boy, I tell you.

These fucking Russians, they're a different breed.

Don't you fucking call me that.

That's what you are. You're a fucking Russian.

Never you call me that. Fuck you!

Dirty fucking lying, scheming, soulless fucking Russian.

I'm going to fucking kill you!

Oh, shit, that was fun!

- Whoo! -

I think I touched a nerve.

You don't know.

You don't know the monsters and what they do. I know.

You think yours will be the first soldiers to rape her?

Just the first Americans.

I think we're all good here, boys.

Oleksandra.

My Oleksandra?

We needed proof she is who she says she is,

and you were the proof.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

- Oleksandra. -

The logical answer to the question

of how our officer was outed...

...is you.

You understand that, right?

You get it?

Two contract agents knock on her door.

Where are they now?

They were killed at the scene.

Now you're starting to understand the way Russia works.

They didn't know who she is.

They suspect who she is,

and they sacrificed two lambs so that she could prove who she is.

And now they know because she told them.

That is how Russia plays.

Trust me.

If they wanted to take her, she'd be gone.

See you in a little bit for round two.

So what do you think?

What do you think?

Look, I ain't no fucking spy, but that's not how I act

when I'm trying to hide something.

We feeding her? Water, bathroom break, anything?

Don't open that door unless the team's here to move her.

If she opens that door herself, you fucking shoot her.

She's chipped, they'll know her location.

That's why we move her

and move her and keep fucking moving her.

Look at all this tradecraft you're learning.

You're gonna be a spy in no time.

Your game is not my goal, buddy.

You're playing it anyway, though, aren't you?

There's not much here. Your choices

- are cereal or cereal. - Yeah.

I'll go to the supermarket later.

Everyone's up early.

Well, hour and a half commute to school now.

That's assuming we're still sending them?

Security will escort

and stay on location until they're ready

- to return. - On location?

School's a location now.

- It was always a location. - No, no, it had a location.

Everything has a location,

and now it is a location--

And what do you want me to do about that?

- What I want you to-- - Can we just not fight?

I'm calling a family meeting.

I'm gonna need some coffee for a family meeting.

I'll get you your coffee.

Thanks.

Okay, let me have it.

We want you to quit.

What do you think that's gonna solve?