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- Got it. - On your three o'clock.

[Parker and Stone groaning]

- Where's the Heart? - Parker has it.

[announcer] You must predict the exact order of kills.

[groans] Okay. Okay.

Hey. Hey, Stone.

We'll make sure they're on the ground by the time you arrive.

He was wiping out whole villages, trying to stamp out dissent.

Hello, beautiful.

[Keya] Okay. Moment of truth.

[Yang] Answer him.

You know, you still have a choice.

{\an8}What do you think? Female perspective?

I think I just lost two years off my life.

Wheels up at eight.

- Get after them. - Impossible.

[speaking French]

[Keya inhales, exhales]

You like my Barry the Cat stories, right?

[Ivo] There must be an emergency override system.

the whole time.

Just not on every car.

But now we have a new target.

Not bad for your first time out of the van.

Just follow the numbers.

- I drive with that eye. - Might make you a better driver.

Who the hell are you?

about people like Bailey and Yang.

Okay. This might be kind of intense.

Hardly seems fair.

[man 2 screams]

- How close? - Ten feet.

[horns honking]

- That was the only way she could get-- - [man] Put it in the report.

- [tires screeching] - [winces]

I liked my team, Keya.

I think-- I think it's a someone.

I wanna know what your huddle is I want you to show me

The Charter's real.

[woman] It's too dangerous.

[tense music playing]

[announcer] We're now taking bets for the next game,

Calm down, Keya.

Bailey got to you, huh?

I wish I could've told you more.

What do you mean?

["Go baby, go" by Nina Lee ends]

There's no one within 500 miles.

[both grunting]

Greatest skeleton key in the world.

You're a hard woman to find.

I had to flush out who.

It's been lying dormant in our system until now.

Heart or no Heart,

[suspenseful music playing]

[tires screeching]

You killed Bailey and Yang?

No news. We were told not to look.

You ignored the Heart, and you went back in.

More than you can imagine.

unless, of course, they're dead already.

So, here's what's gonna happen.

[soldier] Copy, Delta Kilo Six. We have reported hostiles...

[breathes heavily]

with a very impressive record.

- What? No, no, no. It's fine. - Come on. No, it's fine. Move.

And you think the Charter's any better?

- [seagulls squawking] - [exhales]

And if she's not there?

Nomad sends her best.

[tense music playing]

♪ Chop, chop, chop it right hand ♪

Plotting exit routes... now.

Look, if we leave it to the pen-pushers at MI6,

We need to keep moving.