Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan

(horns honking, jet engine whooshing)

Over here, Bright Boy.

-Back so soon? -Yeah, I hit a wall in London.

No shit. At 60 miles an hour.

Let's go.

I'm not gonna lie, you picking me up from the airport

-makes me feel special. -You must be mistaken,

because I didn't pick you up at the airport.

In fact, I haven't seen you since you went to London.

-Don't worry, Mike won't know. -You're damn right he's not gonna know.

He thinks I'm picking up my laundry.

Hey, how did he take it when you told him about

-your heart condition? -Don't fucking try to turn the tables on me.

I'm just saying, I'm the one who should be nervous,

-'cause your secret's bigger than my secret. -(scoffs)

-That's bullshit. -Listen, I'm not going

anywhere near the embassy.

I just want to know about Monica Herrera.

-What'd you get? -Glove box.

Herrera filed a business license for Cinco Palmas SRL.

She's also listed as the CFO.

Her entire practice seems to be just a setup

for shell companies, you know, money laundering, tax evasion,

-illicit trade... -Okay. So we know

that whoever hired Max to kill Moreno went through her.

No. We don't know.

But we're gonna go and check it out.

And then your ass is back on a plane to Dulles.

-Understood? -I didn't even book a hotel.

Candidato Bonalde...

You've expressed a desire to increase

Venezuela's cooperation with the United States.

How can you justify that,

after the crippling sanctions they've put on our country?

Well, Louisa...

The sanctions haven't been against our country.

The sanctions have been against President Reyes

and his human rights violations.

You've called his regime...

quote...

'state-sanctioned mafia.'

That's very strong criticism.

My goal is not to criticize him.

My goal is to tell the truth.

You began six months ago

as a protest candidate against the government.

And now with the election only days away...

the latest polls suggest you are within striking distance.

Are you worried about what happens if you actually win?

Our plan has always been to win.

But do you think the President

will hand over the keys to Miraflores if he loses?

That's what living in a democracy means, right?

Hola. ¿Cómo está?

We'd like to see Miss Herrera...

about setting up a local company for us.

We're Canadian businessmen.

Okay. Uh...

What kind of company?

We're in the coffee business.

Mm-hmm.

Your name?

Timothy Horton.

Okay. Uh...

Have a seat. She'll be with you shortly.

Gracias, señor.

-Señor. -Sí.

How much longer?

She's just finishing a conference call.

Soon.

Soon.

Yeah, I got that part.

-(door opens) -(men shouting in Spanish)

We're diplomats.

Diplomáticos, diplomáticos, de los Estados Unidos.

Easy.

Well, this would be a nice spot

for a picnic, kids.

I should've brought a nice ham and cheese sandwich.

Oh, yeah. I got our ham and cheese sandwich right here.

Nah, I think Disco's more of a hot dog guy.

-(gunfire) -(shouts)

-Fuck! -Take cover!

Center peel! Move!

Move!

Jesus! Fuck!

Go, go!

Move! Move!

Move it!

Fucker!

How did these fucking assholes find us way the hell out here?

-They must have set up on us. -How they hell'd they do that?

I couldn't do that shit.

Goddamn!

We're pinned in!

We got to get the fuck out of here!

You think?

Disco, cover my six.

Let's move!

Where the fuck did these guys come from?

Frag out!

All right, let's move! Move, move!

Not yet. Let them get closer.

(indistinct shouting in distance)

Wait till they climb the next rise.

They'll be trapped.

Who the fuck is that? I don't know.

They must be on our side. Move up!

-Let's go! Up the ridge! Let's go! Move! Move!

Matice!

This way! I got you!

Move!

Uber?

Where the fuck did you come from?

What the hell happened?

I got lost and found a prison camp over the ridge,

but I heard the shooting, so... here I am.

Out-fucking-standing.

That's not bad for a dirty boat guy.

-(gunfire) -(indistinct shouting)

-Fuck! -(panting)

-What's in the case? -I have no idea.

Well, whatever it is, it's important to them,

so it's coming with us.

We got to split up.

You guys get back to the river.

-I'm gonna lead 'em away. -Fuck that.

-We're coming with you. -That's a fucking order, Coyote!

You make sure that shit gets back to Greer, you understand?

Let's move.

Coyote, peel off! Now!

Vámonos.

Please.

I thought we'd have some lunch.

Do you know anything about polo?

I know Ralph Lauren makes a great shirt.

It is the greatest of all games,

but not for the timid or the poor.

In competitive play,

players can switch horses every three, four minutes.

50 horses can be used just in one match.

We appreciate the sports lesson. Why are we here?

We're diplomats, and we were brought here

-at gunpoint. -Diplomats?

The United States, and more specifically you, Dr. Ryan,

seem intent on pinning the assassination

of Senator Moreno on me, despite the fact

that I brought the real killers to justice.

Actually, you didn't.

The man who shot Senator Moreno, his name is Max Schenkel,

and he was killed in London yesterday.

So either you've imprisoned innocent men by mistake

or you're just not telling the truth.

So, if what you say is true, Dr. Ryan,

any proof you have

would be very helpful.

I'm working on it.

You think you know me,

but all your assumptions are based on ignorance.

You've disrespected me.

You disregarded all my efforts

to help you bring this matter into a swift conclusion.

But...

now...

things are going to change.

No, no! You heard what he said. We're going to the boat.

Man, fuck that. Get off.

-Get out of my way. -Yeah, or what?

-Or you're about to find out. -Stand the fuck down.

-You better listen to him. -The both of you.

-Matice gave us an order. -Man, fuck the orders.

You heard that shit. They got to him already.

We don't leave guys behind. That's not some rule.

That's the fucking rule.

You guys do whatever the fuck you want.

He came back for me, I'm going back for him.