MINISTER : Do you, Ethan, take Julia to be your lawful wedded wife?
I do.
To have, to hold, to love, cherish, honor, and protect?
I do.
MINISTER : To shield from terrors known and unknown?
- To lie, to deceive... - What?
To live a double life, to fail to prevent her abduction,
erase her identity, force her into hiding,
take away all she has known...
Stop.
...in a selfish, futile, fleeting attempt...
Stop.
...to escape your own true self?
Please, stop.
And, Julia, do you choose to accept?
Don't.
- I do. - No.
You should have killed me, Ethan.
(EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE)
(SIGHS)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(KNOCKING CONTINUES)
Fate whispers to the warrior...
ETHAN : A storm is coming.
DELIVERYMAN : And the warrior whispers back...
I am the storm.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(DEVICE BEEPING)
MAN : (ON SPEAKER) Good evening, Mr. Hunt.
The anarchist Solomon Lane.
Since you captured him 2 years ago,
his absence from the world stage has had unintended consequences.
His Syndicate of rogue covert operatives continues to wreak havoc around the globe.
The CIA's Special Activities Division
has relentlessly hunted Lane's elite network of hostiles.
But many remain unknown and at large.
The remnants of this extremist splinter cell
refer to themselves as "The Apostles."
They have since adopted a policy of terror-for-hire,
making them an even greater threat.
They are responsible for the recent smallpox outbreak
in Indian-controlled Kashmir,
along the borders of China and Pakistan,
threatening one-third of the world's population.
The epidemic is being contained,
but intelligence would indicate
that a new client has hired the Apostles for a more ambitious operation.
They have been contacted by this man,
an unidentified extremist known only by the code name John Lark,
author of this apocalyptic manifesto
calling for the destruction of the current world order.
It is believed Lark is responsible for the disappearance
of Norwegian nuclear weapons specialist Nils Delbruuk.
Dr. Delbruuk's security clearance was revoked
after he expressed fiercely anti-religious views.
Meanwhile, the Apostles have been in contact
with elements of the Eastern European underworld,
who are in possession of three plutonium cores
stolen from a missile base in eastern Russia.
This would indicate that John Lark and the Apostles
are working together to acquire functioning nuclear weapons.
NEST estimates that a man with Delbruuk's knowledge,
using the materials in play,
could complete three nuclear weapons in as little as 72 hours.
These devices would be man-portable
and deployable anywhere on Earth overnight.
In the hands of John Lark and the Apostles,
these weapons represent an unprecedented threat
to countless millions.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it,
is to prevent the Apostles from acquiring plutonium
using any means at your disposal.
If you or any members of your IMF team are caught or killed,
the Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions.
Good luck, Ethan.
This message will self-destruct in five seconds.
(RAIN PATTERING)
(SIZZLES)
He's late.
- He's never late. - He'll be here.
I don't like it.
Something about this guy just really gives me the creeps.
Okay, just relax.
I'm relaxed.
You don't sound relaxed.
Luther, does he sound relaxed to you?
(CHUCKLES) He sounds terrified.
BENJI : Please, I'm not terrified.
I just have a bad feeling is all.
LUTHER : I thought you said you were relaxed.
It's entirely possible to be relaxed and extremely uneasy at the same time.
- No, it's not. - You do it all the time.
- No, I don't. - Yes, you do.
No, he doesn't.
I'm supposed to believe that you are perfectly relaxed,
- right here, now... - Benji.
...in a dark alleyway, waiting to buy black-market plutonium from a psychopath.
Benji, I won't let anything happen to you.
- (SCOFFS) Okay. - LUTHER : See, Benji,
you're perfectly safe.
That's easy for you to say, you're in the van.
Well, you wanted to be in the field, tough guy.
And tonight, Luther, I would like to be in the van!
- (TIRES SQUEAL IN DISTANCE) - He's here.
Oh, God. (CLEARS THROAT)
(CAR DOORS OPENING)
(CAR DOORS CLOSE)
ETHAN : Have that money ready, Luther.
LUTHER : Copy.
Ethan, do you copy?
Do you copy?
(GASPS)
Are we finally gonna do this or not?
I have survived in this business with the help of a voice in my head.
This voice is never wrong. And whenever I meet you,
it tells me the same thing.
What's that?
Nothing.
I'm here to do business. Tell the voice to flip a coin.
(DEVICE BEEPING)
(DEVICE TRILLING)
What's that?
This is a beryllium rod, which is causing
a reaction with the plutonium inside the core.
(CONTINUES TRILLING)
That's them.
The money?
The money.
Bring the money.
Luther, bring the money.
We're gonna need that money, Luther.
Kill them.
(GUNSHOTS)
- (SHOUTS) - (GUNSHOTS)
I got it!
Luther, do you copy?
Luther!
Luther, come in.
MAN : Luther's not here right now.
What can the Apostles do for you, Hunt?
- What do you want? - You're boxed in, Hunt.
Give us the plutonium and walk away.
Benji, get the car.
- I don't think I can do that. - Benji.
Get the car.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
(GUN FIRING)
(GRUNTS)
MAN : We'll make you a deal, Hunt.
Give us the plutonium and we won't kill your friend.
Don't you do it, Ethan! Not for me!
MAN : I'm gonna count to three.
One.
- Two. - Luther...
- ...I'm sorry. - Three.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do.
(STRAINED) We're good.
(COUGHING)
- You okay? - I should be dead.
We should all be dead.
Why aren't we?
Where's the plutonium?
It's gone.
WOLF BLITZER : (ON TV) If you're just joining us,
three massive explosions have gone off simultaneously