I think it's simple really......we find out where they are filming on day one of our trip, wait on the perimeter, obviously trying not to be noticed - handbags may need to be emptied onto streets/dirt tracks at this point - then we follow them back to their lodgings/a bar. Done.
We then know where they live too.
We will possibly have to split into splinter groups to achieve MAXIMUM RECON . Group 1 (we should come up with names instead of numbers btw) waits outside set, Group 2 at apartment, Group 3 remains mobile. I'm thinking this should cover us in various situations.
For e.g.....
Group 1: "Come in Victor-Alpha-Delta-Golf-Echo-Sierra, what is your location over...."
Group 2: "Copy that Juliet-Indigo-Zulu-Zulu-Echo-Romeo-Sierra, we have a visual on Howie at the Supermarket buying milk, what's your position over?...."
Group 1: "Roger that, we are on route to the set, trailing Luca. We seem to have lost comms with Group 3, have you heard from them recently, please confirm contact. Copy. Over?...."
Group 2: "Copy that, Juliet-Indigo-Zulu-Zul.......... ............
Group 3: "....Hello?...HELLO??...." .... "Come in Victor-Alpha-Delta-Golf-Echo, Juliet-Indigo-Zulu-Zulu-Echo-Romeo-Sierra, this is Bravo-Echo-Lima-Lima-Echo-November-Delta-Sierra....ERMERGERD!.....Require IMMEDIATE evacuation. REPEAT. BIRDY NEEDS REMOVING FROM THE BUSH. MISSION ABANDONED. High probability the Feds are on their way...URGENT! Copy. Over."
Group 1: "FFS! Bravo-Echo-Lima-Lima-Echo-November-Delta-Sierra, what the JEFF has happened over there? Over."
Group 3: "Well you know we said they were filming a white trouser, lake scene today? Well by sheer coincidence.....we found ourselves on the lake path, during our lunchtime stroll. It was all going well until the targets did an about turn and headed back towards us. We followed wench protocol and immediately and simultaneously emptied all of our backpacks onto the path. Unfortunately the sheer volume of bolt cutters, the set map, long lens camera and the whacking great split down the back of Sparkle's Capri pants from climbing the 50 ft barbed wire fencing, along with the black leather corset ninja uniforms, seemed to arouse suspicion........ We can hear search dogs and there appears to be a chopper circling overhead. Heading for the rendezvous point, meet us there. Copy. Over......
Group 1 & 2: Oh. My. Christ.