Oh, come on.Alright. So, I was at like a market.Like an old flea market, do you know what I'm saying?And for some reason, I was with Lindsey.- Do you remember her? - Yeah, yeah. I remember her.She went to school to us. Ginger, yeah?I don't really remember what she looks like, if I'm honest.You know what it's like in dreams. I knew it was her. So...So I stood there, right? And I'm eating a hamburger,and I turn round, and she's gone. I can't find her anywhere. And I'm telling you now, in my dream, that pure shook me up. What does that mean, man?Lindsey scared me so much that I woke up.- What does that even mean? - What, ain't all dreams about sex? What, you mean I still wanna fuck her?Well, and have a burger, apparently.Nah, though, you ain't that sophisticated though.Nah, you got the dream wrong, mate.Ain't got nothing to do with sex.It means you underestimate yourself.What? What are you talking about?Flea market, where you buy cheap crap. Hamburger, it's basic. And as for Lindsey. Well... You know your worth, Paul.To be fair, he does have a point, you know.Alright. Nasser, can you pull the van over, please?- I'm gonna break his face. - What?Pull the van over. I'm gonna break his face.No, don't blame me! It's your subconscious, mate, not mine! Easy, easy, easy. I gotta drive, man. Calm, calm, calm. Lindsey.No, but seriously, yeah? You dreamt 'cause you're nervous. When you was younger,you always would dream a lot when you were nervous. Like Iyad, when he's nervous, can't shuthis fucking mouth, isn't that right?What do you do when you're nervous?You'd like to know.第一季第二集Please. I need help.My name is Antoine Habert. Are you with the YPJ?- I need help-- - Shut up, sit down!Base from Adar.This is base. Over.We are about to leave the lake, on our way to the base.- Any news? - Everything is fine.Did anyone try to get to the ISIS town?No, no one tried to break the siege.I'm switching to radio silence. See you soon. Over and out. Over and out.Let's go fast, comrade.Sarya! Come on!An ambulance is heading to the ISIS town.Do we let them pass?Glory to Himwho has put these at our service for we could not subdue them. To our Lord, surely, we will return.They're approaching our dead spot, we can't shoot them. There are also civilians in the town,it could be a real ambulance.If we wait more, it'll be too late to stop them.Wait.Allah! You are our traveling companionand He who cares for our family.O Allah!- I seek Your protection... - Let's go, man. Come on.- Just wait, man. - ...from this journey's hardships.Glory to Him...Sarya.- Come on, Nas! - I'm just waiting for those trees.They're armed.Get your weapons! Go, comrades, fast!Get up, get up!Now, Iyad. Go.Hit them as soon as the car comes into sight!Boys. Get ready.Fire!Fire! Fire!Move it! Move it!We're just gonna get to the town, alright?Hold it steady!- Fucking move! Go, go, go! - Hang on! We're almost there! - Oh, shit! - What the fuck!Everyone takes cover!Allahu akbar!Come here, comrades!Be strong, comrade,be strong, my beautiful comrade!Bring water quickly!Brothers, we brought gifts!Get the boxes to the roof.Come on guys!It's okay. It's alright.Hold on.Don't be afraid, my comrade!You're a lioness.My beautiful comrade, you're a lioness...Our comrades are arriving!- Take him to the cell. - Get back to your positions!- Hello, comrade. - Hello.- Let me go, let me go. - What is this mess?Come on, pull yourself together.Tell me, what happened here?You did a foolish thing coming here.It's not the good day to join Daech.You're mistaken. I have nothing to do with Daech. I swear. You were with them. Stop bullshitting me.I can explain you. I was in Turkey,I met a guy from Al-al.I paid him to get to Siria, with the Kurds.But the guy wanted to trick me, to sell me to his pals.So we saved your life, right?Where were you going with him? Who were your contacts here?I have nothing to do with them.If you want to eat, you have to talk. I'll be back in 3 days.No, wait, please! I'm Antoine Habert.Check with French authorities.With the embassy, or my family. My family.Or my girlfriend. She must be very worried.Your sister's bag flew out of the car because of the explosion, so most of her stuff remained in one piece.You found this watch on her body?Yes. Do you recognize it?It was a gift for her birthday,when she turned 20.Can you tell me exactly what happened?The terrorists used military explosives called RDX.They put half a kilo under the driver seat.Do you know who did this?Maybe Al-Qaeda, maybe local terrorists.Our security agencies are looking into that, not me.But I don't understand.They wanted to kill her specifically.I mean, don't they want to hit as many people as possible? In the announcement they made,they wrote that your sister was an insult to Islambecause she was an infidel archaeologist in Egypt.These are godless people.I want to the see the body.It's not a good idea.Her body... I want to see her.What do you want to do with the furniture?I haven't thought about it, I don't know.Give them away. It's not important.It was her specialty, they're good.No, thank you.Did you remove the password?No, nobody touched it.- Can I take it? - Yes, the Police is finished with it.Sir?We found this in one of the drawers, it's got your name on it. Antoine?Antoine!A glass of chardonnay, please.- Good evening. - Bonsoir.You're French? You've been here for a long time?- I came yesterday. - Holidays or work?Neither.- Have a nice evening. - Sorry, I didn't want to be...My sister just died.I'm here to bring her corpse back.I'm sorry...You couldn't know.Well, if you need to talk to someone...- I don't want to ruin your evening. - I'm ok.Thank you.- You're a pilot? - Co-pilot, for now.- Since when? - Four years.But for the last six months I do the Paris-Cairo route.- It seems fun. - To fly or the Cairo?- Both. - I love to fly and the Cairo...I loved it at the begining but I'm geting used to it now.It's the first time for me. It's not the best occasion...You could tell me about the Cairo, a little bit.Your adventures in the city.They didn't send the ambulance for nothing.Something is about to happen.Comrade Adar.Gulan, go around the posts.I want everyone on full alert. Eyes open. Go! Now!- Did you interrogate the Frenchman? - He's not telling the truth. With your permission,I would like to attend the funerals of our fallen sisters.To honor the martyrs and their families.It's the very least you can do.Anything else, comrade?- Sarya! - Adar is sending me to Qamishli.- To the funerals. - We should all pay our respects.- We'll come, too. - I'm going alone.You know it wasn't your fault, right?You couldn't have stopped it.- Yeah, man. War sucks. - Doesn't matter. I was in charge. War sucks? This is the best you can come up with?I thought you were supposed to be a novelist.It's catchy. Could be the title of my new book.- "War Sucks." - Hey, Woody!Take a look at the prisoner.Get him water. Maybe he'll talk to you.I'm okay, don't worry, comrades.There's a bomb, there's a bomb!- Get down! - Go! Go!On the ground! Stay down!Damn it!Give me!Too much! One hundred meters long, seven degrees right. Open!I'm hurt!It's okay, it's okay.- The fuck? - Don't shoot!Don't shoot, please! Don't shoot!She's injured. I tried to help her.On the ground! Shoot there!Keep moving!They're here! Keep going! Keep going!Bring ammunition. Fast!Continue shooting!Are you okay, comrade? Comrade?Comrades! Stop!Stop! It's lost.They entered the town.Allah Akbar!Brothers, we won! Show them who we are! Allahu akbar!Praise Allah!Now I understand why they sent the ambulance. The truck must leave to Qamishli right now. Those who can't fight must be on it.The Frenchman too.He'll be interrogated at the Qamishli headquarters. They'll decide what to do with him.We'll stay hereand hold them here as long as we can.I'll organize our forces in three?No, that was your mission before.You have to blow up the Manbij Bridge.Comrade Adar, if I go there, I won't be back in time.Pick three sisters. The strong ones. Take the volunteers too. We can't let them be slaughtered here.No.Send someone else. I'm not leaving.I'm staying with you and my sisters. Till the end.You have orders, Sarya.Please forgive me.I should've stopped the ambulance. But don't punish me.- Let me stay here, my dear. - It's not a punishment, Sarya. This sector is lost. We can't save it.If ISIS outflanks us from the east,our front line will be overrunand they will advance.Blowing the bridge is the only way to stop them.I give you the opportunity to prevent a disaster.I want you to do this.So, stop acting like a child and do your mission. OK? Yes, comrade Adar.Good luck, my dear sister.Come on.I spoke with Adar, and she agreed. I stay with the battalion. YPJ marches. Earth and heaven tremble.Our blood and our souls are with you, O Martyr!Martyrs don't die!That was a nice reaction before.You probably saved that girl's leg. Maybe even her life. So, you mind telling me what you're doing here?I'm looking for my sister. Anna Habert. Shamaran.Never heard of her. You?I talked to a guy who knows her.- Luke Murphy. - Yeah, I know Luke.Got banged up a few weeks ago near Deir al-Zor.Yes. He's in a hospital in Istanbul. Now do you believe me? Well, the only problem is Deir al-Zor is 200 miles away. So even if I do believe you, buddy,you're in the wrong fucking place.Got a signal.Hey, Jenny.Wanted to let you know that everything is under control. You're not answering. Really wanted to talk to you.I hope to have phone reception in a few daysto hear your cute voice.Do me a favor. Call Dad and tell him I'm fine, will you?I'm hanging up now. Bye.Did you say your sister's name was Anna Habert?- Yeah. - What the fuck?It says she died in a terror attack two years ago.Lemme see.I saw her here.- You're joking. - Nope.This is her for sure. She's a real killin' machine.- You said she calls herself Shamaran? - Ryan, read the article! - She died two years ago. - I know what I'm saying.I saw her here, five months ago. At the academy.She hangs around with Commander Gilia.She's brunette now. Doesn't smile like this. No, sir.Do you know where I can find her?Actually, we're meeting up with herbattalion once we blow up the bridge.Ryan. Enough.Yes, ma'am.I must go with you, I need to see her.Do you hear me? I need to come with you.I believe you. OK?I don't know if she's your sisterbut I believe you came to take her.But you can't come with us.When we get to the crossroads, you stay in the truck.Here.Call your family. They'll know you're OK.Ryan.Hello?- It's me, Antoine. - Antoine!What's happening? What are you doing?I'm OK, don't worry.- Where are you? - Don't worry.You're crazy? I worry, I know you're in Turkey,you were in a passenger's list for Istambul.I'm not in Turkey, I'm in Syria.What?I wasn't mistaken, someone recognized Ana. She's here. Antoine, I beg you. Go away immediately.I'm on the way to meet her.- You must come back now. - Loraine, do you hear me? Antoine? I can't hear you.Do you hear me?We wanted to write a book on Anna. She told me this afternoon. - I'd read it. - Yeah...It's maybe her way to deal with it.I don't know her, maybe it will help her.I don't want it to become public. It's our history.It's already public. Newspapers, TV...I didn't see. What do they say? What are they saying?That she didn't hear from her family since a few years,that she had cut every communication.Is that so?We didn't talk for four years.I tried to get in touch with her.I called her, sent her emails...She never answered.What happened?You don't think it's weird? That it's too easy?We're all shocked. You're the first one, of course.What does it mean? That I'm out of my mind?We're not saying that.- But your theory... - I don't have a theory.There is something wrong here.The letter, so that we can see it...And the computer always had a password. She was very cautious. Even I didn't know it. And now everybody has access to it.And the watch... she never wore it.You're talking about four years ago.People change.We can't know."Antoine, it's hard for me to write this letter.I was hoping that time and distance would help you.Four years have passed and you refuse to move on.We have made our choices. All what happened, what broke,we can't fix it."Not only because of you, but also because of me.I ask it, for your own sake,let me go, move on.I managed to do it.Now you have to forgive yourself."We don't talk for four years and two monthsbefore dying she writes a farewell letter.But she didn't send it.- She wanted me to find it, dad. - Please stop.- What do you want us to do? - I don't know.What if she wasn't dead? What...Antoine...We have read all the docs.The medical reports...You have to live with it now. That's all.It's not possible, she can't be dead.It's my fault if she's gone. My fault.- I killed her. - No.You know it, mother. I killed her.What are you doing here?I really need to find her. Do you understand?- Of course. - Wait. Listen.You're going to blow a bridge? I can help you.I'm a building engineer. It's my job.Listen, I don't want to loose my time. Go back in the truck. Do you know what it is made of?It's prestressed concrete. C50 at least.You need to spot the week points.You go back alone or I attach you and throw you.I saw your bag. You have what, 80 kg of explosives?Do you think it's enough?If you don't do it well, the bridge isn't going to suffer.- Okay, okay, okay. - Go back in the truck!What kind of bridge is it?Suspended? Beams? Shrouds?You don't know it.There are pillars.Very well.What's more important?That I go in the truck or that you blow the bridge?Come on, shoot. But I won't go back home.Until I haven't found her, I won't go back.So let me go with you.I can help you.Peace be upon you.Peace be upon you and may God bless you.It's a great honor.You did a great job today.Come to the feast!If you hadn't risked your lives for the Caliphate,none of us would be here today."Never think of those who have beenkilled in the way of Allah as dead.Rather, they are alive with their Lord, receiving provision." Guys, let us celebrate!。