Lay down.
Lay down. Immediately.
On the floor or I'll fire into your foot.
Do you understand?
A little.
Something about my foot.
You're going to shoot it probably.
Yes.
If you don't lay down.
He may have been firing at someone else.
Oh, my heavy
Motivator
I can't ease your labor
Blessed with faith and cursed with sons
Oh, my lovely
Resonator
Hear your voice trembling
Let your notes come tumbling down
To sing our song
Blessed with faith and cursed with sons
Oh, my sleepless
Dreamless singer
All the weightless gather
Calling mother to her
Oh, my pale
Defender
When will we protect her?
When will we ever see her home?
To sing our song
Blessed with faith and cursed with sons
To sing our song
Blessed with faith and cursed with sons.
Attention. He must never take a single step alone.
Act like proper Dutch Boys.
There was an incident.
We may need to leave Paris early.
In the meantime, I want our perimeter resources doubled.
This morning.
Place two more guns at each compound access point.
-Yes, Chief. -Go now.
Let me prepare my report. Then we can leave.
Nan, you hurt your head. Go to the hospital.
In a moment.
You should be examined.
In a moment.
He stole a gun.
And a protective vest. Then a noise suppressor.
So what?
You don't steal those items and then go sailing.
He's preparing for an impending instance of violence.
I have to file this report this moment. Regardless of my head.
Submit this report to the National Security Director
immediately.
The very good reason
that I don't give up my seat to women on the Metro
is that, in simple terms, my life is much harder as a man.
Men live in a state of permanent battle,
and perpetual, so to speak, dick-measuring contests,
all of which, one, as a man, must win.
And which I always do.
I repeat-- always.
I couldn't agree more.
Count me in, too. On that one.
Plus, I'm ordinarily tired from pleasing women sexually
as no other man could.
Me, too.
Yeah, me, too.
Your argument was convincing.
Thank you.
Where are we with the Leslie Claret situation?
I spoke to him on the phone.
He's in Paris now and won't consent to an interview.
What changed?
I don't know.
Any luck locating John Lakeman?
We could make an arrest at this stage possibly.
If we could find him.
And that would show the women in Skirts and Stockings
what significant men we are.
No luck.
He seems to have disappeared.
Mills, find me a photograph of Lakeman.
Meanwhile, I'm going to Paris.
This guy Claret stood me up.
If this guy wants a dick-measuring contest,
he's in for a big surprise.
-Fuck yeah. -Yeah, fuck yeah.
I'm asking for assurance
the report was placed with the National Security Director.
I left the message with the director.
Did you speak with him directly?
He's taking his morning swim. In the Canal Saint-Martin.
I left a message concerning your report with his office.
I told you to speak with him directly.
Why the urgency?
There's an OPEC summit in Paris this week.
He needs to be alerted immediately and directly.
Well, the only way I could do that is if I was in the canal.
Take us along the Canal Saint-Martin.
That's 20 minutes out of the way.
You've suffered head trauma.
Take us along the Canal Saint-Martin.
That's an order.
Slow down.
We're supposed to be moving quickly.
Stop.
Ma'am, we need to reach the hospital directly.
-Stop this ambulance. -Madam, please.
-I took an oath to... -You need to stop this ambulance now.
I don't remember an oath.
What?
I didn't take an oath.
Obviously, there's no oath, Greg.
I was trying to convey the seriousness of the damage
to the head and brain swelling specifically.
Swelling can create occlusions
that can cause irreparable damage to...
I know that. I'm a paramedic, Susan.
I know you know that, I'm just saying...
that's why I made up the oath.
I didn't want her to freak out specifically but...
she needs to get to the attention of a physician
immediately.
Oh, okay...
Therefore the oath.
Therefore the oath, yeah.
Sir.
I'm Detective Nan Ntep.
Sir.
I'm Detective Nan Ntep.
Good morning.
Are you National Security Director Laurent?
I am.
I'm Detective Nan Ntep.
I wanted to alert you
to a series of events this early morning,
that may portent a threat to the summit.
OPEC?
Yes.
Okay.
Because that's a big deal.
Yes, that's why I'm here.
Well, thank you, Detective. Go ahead.
What do you think it would be like?
A paramedic oath?
I don't know, Greg. I didn't think about it
in terms of actually making one up.
I mean we could have one. I'm saying.
Yes.
I'm going to make one up. While we're driving around.
You do that, Greg. You do that.
Where is she? She's really pushing it.
She needs to hurry.
Thank you.
Are we free to go now?
Yes.
Lay down. Place your safety belt on.
Push it.
Gun, vest and noise suppressor.
We're concerned this may involve
events of the OPEC summit.
If you decide to remain in Paris for the summit,
you should understand these are recent
and connected occurrences
that may suggest an impending threat, real and imminent.
You have bad manners.
I'll listen to you when you're 18.
And even then, I'll probably just pretend to.
This police officer was shot...
A city police officer?
I'm sorry?
A city police officer was shot? I didn't hear about this.
No, he was visiting. From Luxembourg.
And he was shot,
it's most likely with the firearm
taken early this morning from the 11th Arrondissement.
It also appears to be the noise suppressor
of the sort removed from the 11th as well.
The gun and items I mentioned earlier
were used this afternoon
in an event unrelated to the Paris OPEC summit.
I see no reason to suspend Cantar Walley's role
in Thursday's events.
Thank you, Director.