Don't underestimate them. Watch out.
And if you find them, bring them to me.
What is it?
Get out of the Jeep.
Keep your hands up.
Move slowly.
What?
Three o'clock.
Tuaregs!
Hi. How are you?
Al, did you see that? No, hang on a minute.
Who are you...
...and why are you here?
We are enemies of Kazim.
You are American.
CIA?
No.
I'm a doctor from the World Health Organization.
I'm investigating the source of a disease.
Come with me.
This is the disease you are looking for?
I believe it is.
All right. Ready to go, big D, big D.
It's not a plague.
- What? - It's not a plague. It's a poison.
There are toxins in the water, here and in Asselar.
- Toxins? - Yes.
That's what's making these people sick.
Can you treat it?
No.
- Admiral, what can I do for you? - What do you hear from Mali?
- Beautiful country. - Oh, kiss my ass.
I hear about a couple of American boys and their fancy yacht
getting in some trouble on the Niger.
Does the agency have a presence there?
No, it's strictly hands-off.
- Carl. - What?
I gotta get my boys out.
They're private citizens. Now, if they choose to go down there
and get themselves shot up over some sunken treasure,
that is not a company problem.
- I'm not asking the company. - Yeah.
You've got some nerve.
Come down here compromising my cover,
and now you're gonna ask me to risk my whole career over this nonsense?
Well, since you put it that way...
...yes, I am. - No, you're not,
because I'm not gonna do it.
I'm not gonna do it.
October 27th, 1982.
- Yeah, I knew you'd bring that up. - And now I have.
- If I do this, we are even. - The slate's clean.
I'll see what I can do.
Always a pleasure, my friend.
Benzine, heavy metals, nitrates,
Basically, the water's toxic.
I understand.
But Kazim's men followed your trail.
You must leave tomorrow at first light.
Modibo.
Eva found the same poison in the wells at Asselar.
- It's over 300 miles from here. - Africa will find a place for us.
Modibo...
...we have to find the source.
That is for you.
My duty is here with my people.
We leave in the morning.
I've heard that my car pleases your eyes.
It's a 1936 Avions Voisin.
Six cylinders, sleeve-valve engine.
Do you know there was only six of these ever made?
- How the hell did you get it? - We borrowed it...
...from Kazim.
Bye. Thank you.
Okay, ready? I'll do it. I'll do it.
Okay, here we go. Come on. New Al record right here.
I got something you gotta see.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- All right, give me a minute. - Come on!
That is your Texas we're looking at, isn't it?
- Sure the hell looks like it. - Yeah.
- Sitting in the middle of the desert. - Yep.
Hey, I am not paying off the tequila on a picture, okay?
Ship of the desert's a camel. It's not an ironclad battleship.
I mean, there is no way that that could get across the desert.
At one time, much of this desert was lush, green farmland,
and there were rivers everywhere.
Now, the ironclad obviously came up this river
and stopped at this structure, which is a fort? A castle? I don't know.
So the climate changed.
So let's say the water level dropped, and the boat became stranded.
Yeah, or sailed away.
Or the land dried up, the soil turned to dust,
the sands blew in,
and the ship is still buried to this day...
...right here, next to the structure. - Okay, great.
So all we have to do is wait for the river to fill up again
and sail the Texas home.
- That's how it's spreading. - What is?
The toxins.
What, in the dried-up, nonexistent river?
No, no, no. The same river that was on the surface 150 years ago still exists.
It's just beneath our feet now, sunk in the sand,
running along the rock strata.
Now, the toxins are obviously leeching from their source
into the underground river system.
- Spreading from well to well. - Exactly.
So we find your Texas, we find the underground river.
We find the river, we find the source of the toxins.
- Admiral... - Not now.
Rudi?
Admiral.
I have some bad news about your boat.
According to the cave painting, this is the place.
You know, Al, if we were here 150 years ago,
we'd be swimming right now.
Hey.
Hey, you know how it is when you see someone
that you haven't seen since high school,
and they got some dead-end job,
and they're married to some woman that hates them,
they got, like, three kids that thinks he's a joke?
Wasn't there some point where he stood back and said,
"Bob, don't take that job.
Bob, don't marry that harpy," you know?
Your point?
Well, we're in the middle of a desert,
Iooking for the source of a river pollutant,
using as our map a cave drawing of a Civil War gunship,
- Which is also in the desert. - Right.
So I was just wondering when we're gonna have to sit down
and reevaluate our decision-making paradigm.
I don't know.
Working so far.
- Hey, Al. - Yep?
- Let me see the scope. - Sure.
- What do you see? - I don't know.
It looks like a solar energy plant.
That's strange.
There's a collecting tower...
...but no outgoing transmission lines.
"Massarde Enterprises."
Massarde? Yves Massarde?
Well, whoever it is, they've got heavy security.
Let's check it out.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on, come on!
Al!
Come on, Eva, kick him. Let's go!
One, two, three.
I got you.
- You okay? - Yes.
- Nice job, doc. - Thank you.
- How we doing, Al? - Great.
Get in the hole.
- Admiral! - Not now, Rudi. I don't have time.
Yes, sir, you do.
That... That's not possible.
Yellow Five, report to station three,
Loading procedure commencing, Extraction protocol complete,
Please ensure all active materials
are securely stored, Thank you for your cooperation,
- What the hell is this place? - Good question.
These barrels here are probably full of chemical waste.
They're going in that chamber...
...they're coming out the other side empty.
They're using the solar power to superheat and vaporize the toxins.
That's smart. Looks clean too.
What about those barrels?
Hi. How are you?
Oh, my God.
Well, I think we found your source.
Tuareg prisoners.
These must be the soldiers captured from Modibo's village.
He thought they were dead.
This Massarde guy's really starting to piss me off.
Well, it's time to call in the cavalry.
Let's go.
Well, Dr. Rojas, I do wish you had stayed in Lagos.
So...
... got your report,
Kind of dense, huh?
Okay, my understanding is...
...there's a problem with the water. Am I right?
Rudi?
The water in the Niger River is being poisoned.
Right now, it's in Mali, but it's headed toward us fast.
If we don't do something, within one week it's gonna hit the Atlantic.
And when that interacts with the salt water,
that growth rate is gonna explode.
The oxygen levels in the affected waters
will decrease by 40 to 60 percent, killing all plant and animal life.
If it gets to the ocean,
it's halfway to New York within six months.
Then there's nothing we can do.
Is that all?
Do you have any independent confirmation?
- Nope. - Because intervening
in a sovereign country, granted I'm only in the job a couple of months,
I'm pretty sure that's gonna be tough to get an okay for.
- I need you to try. - Oh, I'm gonna look into this. I am.
I'm gonna pass this on to the State Department, get their take on this.
Okay, I think that's the best way to proceed.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Al.
Where the hell are we?
I don't know.
Where's Eva?
So the two Americans, they're on their way, general.
The doctor? Well...
I'm afraid there has been an incident, general.
An exchange of gunfire, most unfortunate.
She... She's dead.
Yes, general. I'm sorry, I...
You know, Dr. Rojas, you're lucky I'm such a gentleman.
Enabling program, phase two, Please ensure all active materials...
Who else knows you're here?
This facility is a miracle of modern science.
State-of-the-art technology.
Solar energy harnessed to destroy the world's contaminants.
Not such a bad idea after all.
- It's a toxic-waste dump. - It's not so simple.
You see, all new technology has enemies.
Sandstorms, for example, they chip away at the mirrors.
Productivity falls, and the waste needs to be stored underground.
So we have developed new laminate coating to protect the mirrors.
And with this new approach, our problems should now be in the past.
You're poisoning a river system underground.
It's spreading across Western Africa.
You're wrong. That's impossible.
Securing burn chamber,
Who else knows you're here?
The Nigerian government.
The WHO.
No one else knows you're here, do they?
Initiate system safety check,
What are you doing?
I got it.
Die.
Live.
You got it?
Clear?
Got it.
Ready? One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Wait. Not good. Not good. New plan!
- I like it. - No!
Well...
...that's a new one. - Yeah.
We're home free now.
Sweet, sweet, sweet
Run fast, she don't But she swims real well
Racing through the water With a swish of her tail
She's my little mermaid
Massarde, your packages have not arrived,
Apparently they were lost in the desert,
- Yes, I heard. - Tell me, Yves, the doctor?
- Promise me she's dead. - Oh, yes, yes.
Be a shame to fall out over a woman, no?
General, I've come here to tell you
that I think we should suspend waste shipments to the plant
- For the time being. - Nonsense.
The borders are all closed. The sick are either quarantined or dead.
I did not expend all these resources only to see my profits shrink.
Yes, but I have good reasons to believe
the toxins are in the Niger River.
Then the problem is no longer ours, but our neighbors' downstream.
They will soon find out. The Americans did.
Okay, Yves, as you please. Close the plant.
But your payments to me will continue.
Okay?
Don't worry. It's Africa.
Nobody cares about Africa.
This photo was taken 24 hours ago.
Normally, Kazim likes to keep his tanks where he can see them,
in case the people get frisky.
This one, taken four hours ago,
shows the tanks mobilizing north to the desert.
And my guess, and intelligence supports this,
- They're looking for your boys. - Well, we'll have to find them first.
We already did.
Yesterday they showed up in a Tuareg village
- About 200 miles northwest of Gao. - That's within range.
You could get choppers in there if you flew at night.
- But your boys already left. - Left? Where? Going where?
Well, based on their behavior so far...
...I have no idea.
- Dirk. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I see it.
Well, you don't see that every day.
I bet you 100 there's a toolkit in there.
I don't wanna rain on your crazy parade, buddy,
but I don't think we can fix this thing.
- A little more to the left, Al. - Left.
Yeah, that's it, right there. Right there. We're dialed in, baby.
- Hello. - Hey, admiral.
- Dirk? - How you doing?
Oh, Dirk, thank God, Where the hell are you?
Well, that's a damn good question. Listen, I've got some bad news.
Your buddy, Yves Massarde, he's got an industrial factory
that's dumping deadly toxins into the Niger.
- Massarde? Oh, Christ. - I think he's got Eva at his plant.
Which hopefully is gonna be our next stop.
Well, I've got something for you. Rudi's got chemistry here
that says if that leak's not shut down ASAP, it's gonna reach the ocean,
When it does, that'll be ground zero for the Atlantic's version of Chernobyl.
- I get it. - I've got something more,
I've got word that Kazim has mobilized his troops
and is heading across the desert.
We could use some serious muscle here, admiral.
Well, you're not gonna get it. Not fast enough.
I'm getting the D.C. two-step bigtime.
- And this has to be done... - Yesterday. I got it.
Hey!
- Dirk? - Yeah?
I can't ask you boys to go this alone.
Well, that's the great part, sir.
You know you never have to.
There is no more time, Modibo.
Now is your chance to hit Kazim where it really hurts.
We only have small arms.
They are no use against concrete and heavy machine guns.
But you have power in numbers.
We attack when he does not expect it. We have to try.
Do you know what Kazim's war with us has cost my people in lives?
- In the poverty and disease it causes? - Then come with us.
And let's finish it.
I cannot afford to have my men slaughtered in a full-frontal attack.
We cannot go with you.
I understand.
All right, we got another idea.
Can I borrow your car?
Kazim. Kazim!
Had you going there, didn't we?
You?
Hi. How are you?
Zakara, go get the doctor.
Move on ahead. Let's go.
- Where is everybody? - I don't know, corporate retreat?
Go.
Something's wrong here, Al. This place is completely deserted.
Modibo.
Nobody home.
- Hey, Al? - Yeah.
What would you do if you were about to be exposed as the worst polluter
of modern times?
I don't know. Run for president?
- You'd hide the evidence, right? - Yeah, right.
How?
How do you hide 50 tons of industrial waste
without anybody noticing it?
You don't.
- He's gonna blow the place, Al. - That's not exactly subtle.
That's what he's gonna do.
That's why it's abandoned. Make it look like an industrial accident,
- And he walks. - That's a good idea.
- No, not really. - Why?
The toxins would be sealed underground,
and there would be no way to contain them, Al.
Look, to bring this place down, he'd need 20 or 30 military-grade devices,
all wired for simultaneous detonation.
It would never look like an accident. Unless one centrally placed device
diverted all the plant's stored energy into one massive explosion.
- Which would look like an accident. - Yes.
Well, we gotta get that bomb, Al.
No, I'll find the bomb, you get the girl.
Deal.
That's it.
Got it. Bomb in a barrel.
Come on.
Get in. Get us out of here. Now!
Come on, let's go!
- Eva. Out, out, out! - Don't shoot!
- Back off. Back off! Move! - Easy.
I apologize, Mr. Pitt.
- This is not what it appears. - Did I miss something?
I've seen your toxic dump.
I've seen the sick Tuareg women and kids, and I saw the dead in Asselar.
- I leave something out? - Dirk!
Get this thing out of here, quick! Stay here and don't move!
Stop!
Eva!
Take us up 1,000 meters and circle the plant.
Remote system activated,
All personnel, please move to designated safety areas,
Initiate mirror positioning,
Temperature threshold, 10 percent,
Come on. Come on.
Commence incineration burn,
In five, four, three,
two, one,
Warning: Malfunction detected,
Initiate emergency shutdown,
Thank you, and have a nice da...
Get us out of here, quick.
Eva.
How many times am I gonna have to save your ass?
Well, in case you didn't notice, I actually saved yours.
I wasn't in any danger.
- Oh, no? - No, I'd have thought of something.
Come here.
We gotta go.
Hey, what's with the costumes?
Uniforms? It's his idea.
Hey, by the way, with this plan of yours, do we have enough gas?
Oh, stop being so negative, Al.
- It's coming around on our 6. - Yeah.
It's Kazim. Hey, maybe he wants his car back.
Al, did you bring any of the explosives from Massarde's?
- Couldn't find them. - Al.
- I didn't have time. - Al!
Of course I brought the explosives!
Eva, I hope you don't throw like a girl.
He's coming around.
Al, I need a door right now!
Oh, my hat!
Damn it!
Okay, here's the plan.
Eva, get in the back seat behind me. Go!
- Al? - Yeah.
- Give her that bag of explosives. - Gotcha!
All right, hold on!
Yeah.
Eva, I need you to throw a bundle of the dynamite into that hillside
every time I say. Comprende?
- Yeah. - All right.
I'm good!
Now!
Get us out. Move. Move!
- Dirk, we need cover! - I'm working on it!
Oh, my God.
Come on, Eva. Let's go, let's go.
Come on!
Move, move!
Eva, help me dig. Come on, let's go, let's go!
- How we looking, Al? - Great.
Dig faster!
Need a little help, Al.
Go.
- Al? - Yeah.
You didn't see any extra fuel tanks on that bird, did you?
- No, I didn't see any. - That means he only has
20 to 30 minutes left of flight time.
These walls are about 2 feet thick with a double-steel coating,
so there's no way his bullets can get to us. We just sit tight, wait him out.
Eva, down!
- Say, Dirk? - Yeah.
You wanna talk me through that again?
- Armor-piercing rounds. - Yeah.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
I'm fine.
Hey, Al.
- No, Dirk. - Oh, yeah.
No, it'll never work.
- Why not? - It's 150 years old.
But, Al, it's hardly ever been used.
- It'll probably blow us to bits! - Well, then at least we'll die fighting.
- Yeah, that's comforting. - We need to open that gun port.
What the hell are we doing, guys?
- I've gotta go outside. - All right, go.
Civil War piece of...
That's it, Al.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Next time, you go.
- What the hell took you so long? - What?
- Hey, guys. - I stopped for coffee.
- Get a receipt? - Yeah, I got a receipt.
- I got you one too. - You're the best, Al.
You know what? I'll even get you the money from Sandecker.
- Guys! - What?
Oh, great.
Now we're really in trouble.
- Incoming! - Down!
Okay.
If we bring down Kazim, the army will surrender.
- Cut the head off the snake... - Body dies.
Exactly. We're gonna need cannonball, powder and fuses.
- I'll get the cannonball. - Eva, I need you to find the fuses.
They're gonna be in a box this size.
They look something like carrot sticks. Go.
- 150 yards! - How you feeling, Al?
- I got them! - Good, good, good.
Incoming!
Jefferson Davis had how many samples made?
- Let's get that cannon out the porthole. - Yeah.
On the count of three, we're gonna pull. Ready, Al?
- Ready. - One, two, three.
- Yeah! - That's it!
- Bring me up 30 degrees, Al. - Yeah.
Got it.
I'm so tired of being shot at!
Hold your positions. Secure the area. I will finish this.
Go! Go!
No! Get it now!
Get it out!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Look, look, look, look, look.
Looks like you killed the snake.
There's no way that
- That should've worked, right? - That should've worked.
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Yeah!
You know, from our point of view, the great thing is, we capped the plant.
The river's safe.
And I also understand the WHO is administering
an antitoxin in the villages formulated from Dr. Rojas' samples.
- Better late than never. - Absolutely.
So I trust your work on the Texas is going well?
Giordino's on the job, making sure everything
gets where it's supposed to go,
- All right! - Say, probably not true,
but did I hear a rumor there's some American gold onboard, on the Texas?
Really? Be nice if it were true.
No. I can assure you, there's no gold there belonging to the U.S.
Admiral, the administration was highly impressed
with the way you expedited all the red tape down here.
- They'd like to fold NUMA into... - No, thanks.
I'll never work in government again.
Which is exactly what they said you'd say.
Look, they're offering full funding in exchange for
the occasional side job for the good guys.
- Who decides who the good guys are? - You only do the jobs you want.
- I need a new yacht. - You got it.
- And Rudi needs new computers. - No, no, no.
Done.
There's one more thing.
Negligence is a gray area of the law, Yves.
If the right people are approached and handled in the right manner,
I think we avoid prosecution completely.
Not bad, eh? You, me, the bay of Monterey.
You know, I was thinking.
Remember that day in the desert?
With the car, dynamite,
Kazim's chasing us in the helicopter?
Yeah?
There's something I wanted to say to you that I never got a chance to.
What's that?
You do throw like a girl.
Hey! You do!