1INT./EXT. VAN, PLAZA, DOWNTOWN KIEV, UKRAINE – DAY

As POLICE FLOOD THE PLAZA, the DRIVER turns to the PASSENGER –

DRIVER

(in Ukrainian)

– Wake up the Americans. –

The Passenger turns to the back where four BLACK-CLAD YOUNG MEN SIT, WAITING. The nearest one seems to be SLEEPING...

PASSENGER

Hey –

EYES CLOSED, the young man COCKS his weapon, chambering a round, POPS it out of the slide, CATCHES it, opens his eyes – this is THE PROTAGONIST...

The Passenger nods, ‘okay’. The Driver looks down at a VARIETY OF UNIFORM PATCHES...

SIRENS. The Americans shoulder WEAPONS, pull on HELMETS...

A UKRAINIAN SWAT VAN SCREECHES to a halt outside the theatre –

The Passenger spots its markings – TOSSES the corresponding patches to the Americans, who slap them onto their shoulders.

Ukrainian SWATs pour out of the SWAT van –

The Americans JUMP out of the back of their van, SLIPPING UNNOTICED INTO THE STREAM OF SWATS pouring into the lobby...