Terminal List is a wild ride. Chris Pratt plays a Navy SEAL on a serious revenge trip after his whole platoon gets ambushed. Time is not on his side and enemies are lurking everywhere. He dives deep into his military training and deadly skills. Truth needs to come out and he’s ready to take down anyone involved. Buckle up, it’s gonna be intense!

Meet the characters from The Terminal List

Lauren Reece

Lauren is the heart-wrenching grounding force — warm, organized, fiercely protective and that kind of person who labels the pantry but somehow always forgets where she left her keys (true story, I think?). She supports James in a way that feels effortless but also quietly stubborn — she’ll win you over with lasagna and a look. She’s the keeper of old envelopes and terrible dad jokes, the reason the family feels like a messy, stubborn unit. There’s tenderness and steel in her, and even in memory she hums when she’s mad (weird, I know).

Katie Buranek

Katie is a tiny dynamo with sharp elbows and sharper questions — nosy in the best way, the person who files obscure requests just because she’s curious. She’s clever, resourceful, and probably has a drawer full of sticky notes with half-baked theories that somehow always lead somewhere useful. One minute she’s soft and human, the next she’s ruthless and focused — unpredictable but oddly reliable when things get ugly. Also, she drinks terrible office coffee like a badge of honor and swears it fuels her brain (maybe it does, maybe it’s psychological).

James Reece

James is precision wrapped in grief — a former SEAL who plans everything down to the last breath and then collapses at the sight of a crayon drawing from his daughter (yes, he’s that messy with feelings). Tactical genius, vengeful streak, a man who balances cold calculations with flashes of unbearable tenderness. He obsesses over justice, sometimes torching the rulebook to do it, but there’s an ache and loyalty underneath that complicates him. Little quirks: late-night takeout habits, too many cold showers, and an inexplicable tendency to hum old march tunes when he’s nervous.

Ben Edwards

Ben is the salty, worn-in teammate who knows every trick and will call you out with brutal affection — gruff exterior, surprisingly strategically minded underneath. Loyal to the bone, a little world-weary, and kind of smells like motor oil and regrets (dramatic, but maybe true). He’s practical, quick to act, sometimes reckless in ways that make you cheer and also worry; the classic “do it for the guys” type. Fun contradiction: remembers everyone’s birthdays but loses his phone weekly, so don’t trust him with directions.

Lucy Reece

Lucy is tiny thunder — James’s kiddo who can drop a joke and then stare at the ocean like she’s holding a secret map. Resilient in a way that is both heartbreaking and kind of miraculous; she collects seashells and calls them her “tiny army.” She’s the emotional center that makes stakes feel real, with a brave little face that suggests she’s older than she should be. Also, she insists on eating spaghetti with her hands sometimes, which is both adorable and mildly terrifying.

Secretary Lorraine Hartley

Hartley is all polished smiles and immaculate suits — the kind of official who knows the exact phrase to calm a room and the exact excuse to dodge a question. She handles PR like a chess player and keeps a cool, clinical calm that can feel comforting or downright chilling depending on the file. Competent, ambitious, maybe morally elastic — could be principled, could be calculating; it flips like a coin. Small weird detail: she might collect postage stamps and cry at rom-coms, or maybe that’s a rumor she planted — who knows?