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In the criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Seriously, he got a friend
that works at the Garden.

Eighth row tickets? For real?

Yeah.

I gotta ask my mom.

So ask her. She home?

You crazy, Benicio? She ain't
gonna let me go out with you.

Don't worry. I'll tell
her I'm going with Letti.

Okay. That's cool.

That's cool too.

Oh, my God!

Whoever it was
came in hard and fast.

Found what's left of a
kilo in the back bedroom.

Two vics here, five
more in the back.

Stash house.

Looks like a shotgun
blast over here.

I guess these two
were watching the door.

Any idea who they are?

No ID's. We'll get
a hit on the prints.

Any more drugs? Cash?

Cleaned them out.

There's an empty floor
trap in the bedroom closet.

Damn.

My God!

Looks like this is
where the party was.

EMS found one still
breathing. Another teenage girl.

Shot? OD'd.

She was covered in blood, but it
turned out to be somebody else's.

Is she gonna make it?

Medics said she's touch and go.

Sabina Montgomery. Harpswood.

The prep school?

They all went there.

Melinda McKenzie,

Brittany Walker,

Maria Alvarez.

Looks like Park Avenue is giving
Washington Heights a bad name.

The doctor said all
we can do is wait.

This must be very tough.

Did you know where
your daughter was,

what she was doing?
Who she was with?

She told us that she was going
to a friend's house to study.

Did you know that your
daughter was using drugs?

She doesn't use drugs.

She's into sports. Swimming.
She does the butterfly.

I didn't say she was
an addict, ma'am.

Maybe this was the
first time she used drugs.

Maybe... Sabina has a 4.0 GPA.

She's going to
Princeton in the fall.

Sir, excuse me for saying this,

but those girls
were snorting heroin.

Your daughter is being
treated for a drug overdose.

Three of her friends
are in the morgue.

This is all since she started
hanging around with that Hispanic girl.

What Hispanic girl?

Maria Alvarez.

A scholarship student.

Is that a bad thing?

It's just a different world.

You know what I mean,
with different norms.

She's from that neighborhood.

She must've taken
them to that awful place.

I'll tell you what.

When we go up to
that awful neighborhood

to tell Mr. Alvarez that his
daughter actually died, I'll ask him.

I'm gonna wait in
the car, all right?

I hope your daughter
makes it, I really do.

You asking did Maria
take them there?

I don't think so,

but I also don't think that
Maria did drugs, either.

So you didn't know?

Maria was the last person
I would have suspected.

Look, I lost a younger
brother to junk, okay?

My boy, Javier, every day
the drug dealers hassle him.

When Maria got into
this fancy prep school,

I thought, "Hey, maybe
this is our ticket out of this."

But no.

No. Our Mayor
says crime is down.

Well, he doesn't live up here.

You're free to look around.

She was a good
girl. A really good girl.

The only thing that
she was guilty of

was trying too hard to
fit in with her new friends.

Too much money, too
many things, no limits.

I thought that they
were a fast crowd.

Much faster than my Maria.

God.

We searched this girl's
computer, her cell phone, her diary.

There's nothing
that connects her

to those four dealers
in that apartment.

Prints come back yet?

They all had sheets.
Burglary, robbery, assault.

A couple of them were
pinched a few years back

for taking off a
stash house in the 34.

What about the
heroin at the scene?

Southwest Asian.
Probably Afghani.

Super high grade, 95% pure.

Shoot it, smoke it, snort it.

When I was in Narcotics the
stuff on the street was Columbian

and 50% pure at best.
You had to shoot it.

Kept the casual user
away, but these days...

Prep school girls and
stockbrokers, chasing the dragon.

Globalization.

You know, I'd like to know
how our prep school girls

hooked up with these lowlifes.

How's that girl in the hospital?

She's still out of it.

And honestly, I don't know what
she's gonna be able to tell us anyway.

We were just on our way to her
school to talk to a few friends of hers.

All right, I'll call
the headmaster.

Give him a heads up
that you'll be dropping by.

Felicia? We wanted to ask
you a couple of questions.

About Sabina?

Just trying to figure out what
happened to your friends.

I don't know anything. I swear.

All right, Felicia. If you don't,
you don't, and that's fine with us.

But if you do, that's between
you and your conscience.

You were friends with
Maria Alvarez too, right?

Do you know what people
are saying about her?

That this is somehow her
fault because she lives uptown.

I was supposed to go with them.

But I chickened out. I
said I wasn't feeling well.

Where did you meet these guys?

At a rave. Down in Chelsea.

We went there
every Friday night.

We'd hook up with
them there and party.

These guys, were they
from Maria's neighborhood?

She never saw those guys before.

We just hung out with
them at the rave, you know?

So what happened last night?

They said they had some H.

Really good stuff.

Said we should
come over and try it.

The other girls wanted
to, but it scared me.

And where is this rave?

Why you busting my balls? All
we're doing is having a little fun.

You know how fast we can
close this hellhole down?

We go back in there and
we see people doing drugs,

all we gotta do is
make one phone call

and this place is gone for good.

Okay, okay. Hey, I didn't
say I wouldn't help you.

What do you want?

These guys I know. Tino, Eddie.

Last names?

I don't know
anybody's last name.

You're gonna have to be a
little bit more helpful, Hugo.

They run with Sammy Santiago
from uptown. Part of his crew.

So what's he into?

Sammy deals H.
Moves a lot of it.

But not here, though, I swear.
He knows this place is off-limits.

Is he in there right now? We
should go look and see if he's in there.

Hey, hey, hey. He
never showed up.

Must be getting
lucky someplace else.

Where do we find him?

Where do we find him?

Nobody's home.

So what do you wanna do?

Oh, as long as we're here.

What do you know?

Something don't smell so good.

Oh.

It's a well-documented
torture technique.

You beat someone long enough,

the muscle tissue
starts to break down.

Rhabdomyalysis.

The toxins build up in the
bloodstream, cause the kidneys to fail.

Is that what killed him?

It would have, but I
guess they were in a hurry.

Restraint abrasions.

After they got tired of
beating him he was strangled.

Petechial hemorrhaging,
ligature marks on his neck.

So how about a time of death?

About 24 hours, give or take.

That's about the same time
they ripped off the stash house.

What about these
cigarette butts?

Oh, we bagged one of those.

Didn't look American.
Maybe a European brand?

I'll have the lab let you know.

Thanks.

No forced entry.

Maybe Santiago was
expecting somebody.

Well, this guy doesn't strike me
as the type you just drop in on.

Well, it is rude just to show up

at a drug dealer's
doorstep unannounced.

We pull the LUDS on his phone,

maybe we can figure
out who visited him.

What can I do for
you, detectives?

A call was made to Sammy
Santiago's cell phone from here.

Is this Sammy Santiago

in the concrete business?

Actually, he's in
the heroin business.

Heroin?

I sell sand and gravel.

You did a stretch for assault

a little while back, didn't you?

When I was young and stupid.

I'm a businessman now.

I control my temper.

But I will let you
gentleman know if I find out

who made this call to this
dead heroin dealer. Yes?

The old country?

I am. Yes.

I'm from Chicago.

Lot of Albanians in Chicago.

Some of them are in the Outfit.

You call it the Mob
around these parts.

I sell gravel.

Have you ever heard of
torturing a guy to death,

by beating him on
the soles of his feet?

No.

It sounds painful.

I don't want that to
happen to me. Or you.

Or to you.

You should consider
quitting. Those things'll kill you.

Have a good day, detectives.

What do you say we stop by the
crime lab on the way to the hospital?

We didn't think it was that bad.

It wasn't like we were
shooting up or anything.

You know, I'm really
surprised at you.

A smart girl such as yourself,

going to Princeton and all.

I guess I made a mistake.

I guess you did.

Are you gonna send me to jail?

You know what? We
just might send you to jail,

unless you promise
to tell us the truth

about everything you
remember that night,

you stay in school and get
yourself some drug counseling.

I promise.

Okay,

Sabina, I'm going to show
you some photos, all right?

I want you to see if
you recognize anybody.

If you do, tell me from where.

I was kind of out of it.

I don't know if I
got a good look.

Just take a look. All
right? Take your time.

No. Sorry.

How about this one?

Bardha.

Where do you know him from?

That place. Where I...

Where my friends got killed.

When did you see him?

I was nodding off.

There was a lot of noise
coming from the other room.

Shouting... I guess gunshots.

Then a man came into the room.

That man.

What did he do?

He started shooting...

Everyone.

We have a witness
that identifies him

as one of the shooters at the
Washington Heights massacre.

We can also tie him to the
murder of Sammy Santiago.

We have DNA evidence that
puts him at the crime scene.

And how do you come
to find Mr. Bardha's DNA?

Well, let's just say that
Mr. Bardha enjoys a smoke

while he's torturing
somebody to death.

So what happened? Sammy
Santiago ripped you off?

You took down his stash house,

then you found Sammy and gave
him a little a foot massage, huh?

How's he doing?

You're wasting your
time, fellas. Are we?

We're gonna get search warrants

for his house and for
his place of business.

And you know what
we're gonna find?

We're gonna find heroin

that matches exactly the heroin
that we found in that stash house.

Afghani heroin!

And maybe a shotgun and a Tech-9

that we can also tie to
the scene of the crime.

We got you for Santiago and we're
gonna nail you for those other seven.

It was not my heroin.

Arten. Let him talk.

He gets a deal, you get a name.

He is the suspect
in eight homicides.

What kind of deal do
you think he's gonna get?

Hydar Raheem. From Bombay.

He is in the heroin business.

Afghani heroin?

He needs somebody to distribute
his product in this country.

He talks to Santiago.

Santiago says he's interested.

He asks for time
to think about it.

Then he rips off Raheem instead.

So Raheem's pissed.

He is so pissed. He calls me.

And you pay Sammy a visit.

We had a discussion.

He tells me where
Raheem's heroin is.

So I go to the stash
house and get it back.

You killed seven people,
including three teenage girls.

We did not know those
girls should be there.

The other four,
they are soldiers.

They choose this life.

Does Bardha's story check out?

Well, Raheem does have an
import store at Broadway and 11th.

It's wholesale,
to the trade only.

What does he import?

Antiques and sacred objects. Now, Customs
is reluctant to search religious items,

so it's a pretty clever
way to smuggle junk.

Does Raheem have a
sheet? No. He's clean.

Bardha says that Raheem's
got a shipment of Afghan heroin

coming in in the
next couple of days.

All right, let's track it and see if we
could catch Raheem taking delivery.

Who do we have coming in now?

Flight 227 from London.

Another young Indian couple.

Yeah... Got it.

I need to take a
look at your bags.

Random check, ma'am.

Of course.

They sure look nervous as hell.

Okay, let's see what we got.

Look at these screws.

You got three Phillips-head,
and one straight-edge.

Messing with this religious
stuff could get you sued.

That's all right,
we're authorized.

Look at that.

We should pack this stuff back up
and let them go where they're going.

May I help you?

Yeah, you can
stay out of our way.

What's going on here?

You're under arrest.

For what? Drug trafficking.

Oh, my God, we didn't know.

Be quiet! Where is your warrant?

We don't need a warrant.

We saw these two people
walk into this establishment

carrying a suitcase with an
unknown quantity of heroin in it.

What... What heroin?

I sell religious
pictures, icons.

Save it for later, bro'.

Don't say anything.
I'll get you a lawyer.

Let me read you
your rights, first.

Yeah, please do.

He didn't know the picture
frames contained heroin?

So, those couriers just
brought it in on their own?

And then just happened to
take it directly to his store?

Can you prove otherwise?

We're going to search his
store, his other properties,

and his warehouse.

I've got a feeling we're
gonna find a whole lot more

than statuettes
and knick-knacks.

And somehow, I get
the feeling that the, uh,

"I didn't know the heroin was
in the statue of the Lord Vishnu"

defense isn't gonna work.

We'd like to talk to
the District Attorney.

He's a little busy
this time of day, man.

I think they're going to want to
hear what my client has to say.

Well, why don't you
give us a little preview?

Maybe we can get
somebody on the phone.

Qaadar Khaleel.

Who's that?

One of the biggest
drug lords in Afghanistan.

And you got your dope from him?

He is the man I work for.

The only problem with that is,

is that Afghanistan is
half way around the world,

and a little out
of our jurisdiction.

He is here. Khaleel
is here. In New York.

He arrived last night.
He comes once a month.

On business? And pleasure.

He fancies blondes.

There are not so many of
them back in Afghanistan.

Raheem is going to
meet him tomorrow.

What do you think?

Fancies blonds, huh.

Don't even go there.

Raheem's got a deal if
he agrees to wear a wire.

I want this drug lord's
confession on tape.

This dude travels in style.

Khaleel's car just pulled
up. Black Town Car.

Copy that. Black Town Car.

Did you see that?
Zoom in on those plates?

Those are diplomatic plates.

Yeah. Raheem's in. One
other passenger and a driver.

Khaleel a diplomat?

Raheem didn't mention that.

Well, it doesn't matter. We
wired the guy, not the car.

They're on the move. They're
heading south on Broadway.

Red, white, blue
diplomatic plates.

Adam-Frank-one-zero-two-one.

We got the eyeball.

I don't know about
you, but I am famished.

Parwana's on 12th Street.

They're going to Parwana's
restaurant on 12th Street.

Three blocks from here between
Broadway and University Place.

It's between Broadway
and University Place.

I have some news about Santiago.

Everything's been taken care of?

As you instructed.

I called Bardha and told him
this was a serious problem.

And?

We have our product back.

Santiago and his friends?

Bardha took care of them.

Excellent.

Did he just give it up?

That's the best we're gonna get.

We're gonna take him
in front of the restaurant.

Ten-four. Back-up is flying.

Qaadar Khaleel?

Yes? You're under arrest.

I have diplomatic immunity.

For murder and narcotics
trafficking? I doubt it.

Good work. Excellent work.

He's a Judas, Raheem is. He
set you up and he sold you out.

"Docket number 48102.
People v. Qaadar Khaleel."

Charge is eight counts of
conspiracy to commit murder.

Eight counts of murder
in the first degree.

That's a lot of counts.

How does he plead, Mr. Rems?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Ms. Southerlyn?

The defendant is a drug lord.

He's an international
narcotics trafficker.

Alleged.

My client has no criminal
record whatsoever.

Who ordered the
Washington Heights massacre.

He's an Afghan national

with access to unlimited
amounts of drug money.

He's clearly a flight risk.

The People's entire case is built
on the word of a narco-trafficker

who's complicit in these murders

and who'll say anything
to reduce his jail time.

We have a video recording
of the defendant discussing

how he ordered these murders.

We dispute it was an admission.

And in any event it
was illegally obtained.

You can argue your
suppression issue

before the trial
judge, Mr. Rems.

I'm not granting bail to anyone
connected to this blood bath.

The defendant is remanded.

So what's wrong with
the statement, Mr. Rems?

The police eavesdrop
on a diplomatic car

and invaded the sanctity of a
foreign nation's consular territory.

Please. Are you trying to tell
me that your client is a diplomat?

I don't think the Vienna
Convention on Diplomatic Relations

makes that distinction.

Mr. Khaleel is a very
important man in Afghanistan.

But I checked.

He's not with your
consulate here.

Mr. Khaleel is a businessman.

What was he doing
in your Consul's car?

Mr. Khaleel calls me when
he comes to New York.

I drive him, show him the City.

Please, do not
involve me in this.

My brother is one of his
captains, in Paktika, in Afghanistan.

I don't understand.

Are you saying your brother's
a police or military officer?

No, no, no. Khaleel has his
own army, militia, about 500 men.

He's a warlord.

Khaleel keeps my province
safe from outlaws and terrorists.

He keeps the Taliban
from coming back.

He feeds my brother's children.

When he asks me to
do this, I cannot say no.

Khaleel isn't part of the
Afghanistan diplomatic mission.

It doesn't change the
diplomatic status of the car.

The Vienna Convention
of 1961 states that

the premises of a country's
diplomatic missions,

as well as its means of
transport, are immune from search.

The defense claims
that a drug dealer

has an expectation of
privacy in that vehicle?

Even if it's used on a lark?

That's right.

Well, I don't
think that bird'll fly.

Let's see what this State
Department fella has to say.

Mr. Branch! Edwin Blitzer.

What can I do for
you, Mr. Blitzer?

Well, we understand you
have Qaadar Khaleel in custody.

He's been charged as a principal

in the Washington
Heights massacre.

He's been in the country
less than 24 hours.

What could he possibly
have to do with that?

Mr. Khaleel is an
international narco-trafficker.

He's importing Afghan
heroin into New York.

You have evidence of this?

Plenty.

Do you want to see it?

Khaleel is an ally of our...

Our interests over there.

He has been a staunch
opponent of the Taliban.

Well, the one thing you
could say about the Taliban

is they didn't
tolerate drug trade.

The threat in Afghanistan
wasn't about opium.

Not then, but what about now?

Isn't the country in danger of
becoming the next Colombia?

We're cognizant of the
threats to the new government

and the conflict in
Afghanistan is far from over.

Khaleel has helped us capture
a dozen al Qaeda operatives

over the past two years.

The man is an
indispensable resource.

He's a drug lord. It's like
dealing with Pablo Escobar.

We have to prioritize.

First the Taliban and al Qaeda.

And after the drug lords and war
lords have helped Karzai do that,

we help Karzai deal with
the drug lords and war lords.

The enemy of my
enemy is my friend.

That's how it works in
that part of the world.

You can't be picky
on who you work with.

You can see how sensitive this
matter is for the State Department.

This case could be a
huge embarrassment

to the United States
and President Karzai.

Well, when they see
the crime scene photos

of the Washington
Heights apartment,

I'm sure they'll get over that.

I understand you have both the
man who gave the direct order

and the man who did the
actual killing, in custody.

Mr. Raheem and Mr. Bardha.

And they've both agreed to
plead guilty? Isn't that enough?

Mr. Raheem will testify that
Mr. Bardha carried out these killings

at the behest of
your erstwhile ally.

Anything you could do
to help us, Mr. Branch,

would be greatly appreciated.

We'll thank Mr. Khaleel for
his past assistance to America

in fighting terrorism.

But, he's gone onto drug
dealing and mass murder.

And if I have anything
to say about it,

he'll spend the rest
of his natural life

in a New York
correctional facility.

The Vienna Convention makes it
clear you can't search a diplomatic car.

Except that the diplomatic protection
the defendant seeks to invoke

applies only to a
physical search.

What message do
we send to the world

when we allow the police
to place wired agents

into diplomatically
protected areas?

Mr. Khaleel can't
shield his conversations

simply by holding
them in diplomatic car.

The Supreme Court has
held that a person has

no constitutionally
justified expectation

that someone he talks to will not
reveal that conversation to the police.

The informant wore a
wire. Audio and video.

And the Supreme Court has also
held that an orally reported conversation

is no different than
a wire transmission.

US v. White.

Mr. McCoy's analysis is correct.

The Vienna Convention
didn't prevent Mr. Raheem

from relaying the
substance of his conversation

with Mr. Khaleel after the fact.

It doesn't prevent him
from recording it either.

Your Honor...

I'm allowing Mr. Khaleel's recorded
statement to be introduced at trial.

Eight murder counts, Mr. Rems.

I suggest your client might
want to think about a plea bargain.

The best I can do is
50 to life, Mr. Rems.

You want that, Mr. Khaleel?

So, I can tell Judge Mizener

that I at least made an effort.

Notice that I'll be introducing a
public authority defense at trial.

Which applies when an
informant or a hostage

is forced to do
something illegal.

Like when a CI handles
drugs to keep his cover.

Exactly.

That isn't a recognized
defense, Mr. Rems.

And which government authorized
Mr. Khaleel to murder eight people?

The United States. It enlisted
his help in the war in Afghanistan.

I didn't realize American
teenagers in Washington Heights

were enemy combatants.

My client poses as a
friend to the insurgents

who are eager to do
business with drug traffickers

in an effort to fund
their terrorist activities.

I still don't see what it
has to do with this case.

In order to continue
to assist the US,

he has to run his drug business.

Which requires him to
behave like a drug lord.

So if someone steals his drugs,

he's authorized to slaughter
them to keep his cover?

He didn't authorize
the slaughter of anyone.

He merely asked an
overzealous subordinate

to retrieve his stolen property.

This is one of the most
outrageous claims I've ever heard.

Maybe so.

But if Mr. Khaleel is
going down for this,

he's taking his
handlers down with him.

So is the military
corroborating his story?

I don't know that
they have any choice.

The US Government knows exactly

what Mr. Khaleel has been doing.

This is Khaleel's handler, Captain
Clark Wallace. Army Special Forces.

And here's a letter
from Captain Wallace

confirming the shipment of
M-16s to Mr. Khaleel in Gardez.

"March 2nd, 2002."

A photograph and an old letter

aren't gonna make
your case, Mr. Rems.

Check the arrest report.

You'll notice his
first call wasn't to me.

It was to Captain Wallace.

The letter and
photograph are authentic.

Khaleel's one of our best
sources in Eastern Afghanistan.

According to Interpol,
he's a huge importer

of heroin into Western Europe.

And now he's trying to
establish himself in New York.

Things on the ground
aren't black and white.

Especially in a place
like Afghanistan.

You make friends with
whoever you need to.

Not so different than
being a prosecutor.

Except that we don't allow
the people we make deals with

to expand the scope of
their criminal activities.

That's here.

We're talking about over there.

I'm not.

I've got eight murders to
prosecute in New York City.

Why did Khaleel call you
the night that he was arrested?

To get him the
hell out of there.

What could you
have done for him?

Who do you think called
the State Department?

I heard they sent
somebody to spring Khaleel.

The only way that's going
to happen, Captain Wallace,

is if a jury acquits him.

I'm just stating the
facts, Mr. McCoy.

The fallout from this
is going to hit people

much higher up on the
chain of command than me.

I have worked for Qaadar
Khaleel for over 10 years.

Supervising poppy
crops in Afghanistan

and shipping the raw opium to
Pakistan for processing into heroin.

What other work did you perform

for the defendant, Mr. Raheem?

I oversaw the transport of that
heroin into nearby countries,

like India, Turkey, Iran, for
sale in Europe and Russia.

Were you responsible

for importing the defendant's
heroin into the United States?

Yes, I was.

And where did you
store this heroin?

In stores, homes, what
we call "stash houses."

Did you reveal the location

of one of these stash
houses to Sammy Santiago?

Yes.

For what reason?

Well, we wanted to sell
our heroin, here in New York.

So we contacted Mr. Santiago,

hoping he and his associates
would be interested in helping us.

Did they? They
robbed us instead.

What happened as a result?

Mr. Khaleel asked me
to get our heroin back.

And to have Santiago
and his crew killed.

Nothing further.

Let's get one thing straight
to start, Mr. Raheem.

You hired Arten Bardha
to kill these people?

Yes.

And in exchange for leniency,

you made a deal with
the District Attorney

to testify against my client.

Yes.

Did my client ever
tell you explicitly

to have Sammy Santiago
and his crew killed?

No. But I knew what
he wanted done.

Are you aware, Mr. Raheem, that
the production of heroin in Afghanistan

has grown by 2000%

since the United States
overthrew the Taliban regime?

That 85% of the world's heroin
now comes from Afghanistan?

I am not a bookkeeper.

But, yes, there is
much, much more now.

In fact, that was the reason
you were sent here, wasn't it?

To find a market for my
client's surplus heroin?

Yes, it was.

Did the United States
military allow my client

to do business as
a drug trafficker?

I know that US soldiers drove
by his poppy fields every day.

So, at the very least,
they were aware

that he was in the
heroin business?

They had to. Unless
they were idiots.

So it's quite possible

that Qaadar Khaleel
was authorized

by the United States government

to come to this country to
further his business interests

in order to support his
identity as a drug lord?

Objection to what's possible.

Sustained.

No further questions.

My name is Clark Wallace.

I hold a commission as a captain in
the United States Army, Special Forces.

And what was your
last assignment?

I served in Afghanistan.

How were you deployed?

I commanded a military
intelligence and reconnaissance unit

composed of native
Afghans in Paktika province.

Meaning you weren't working
with the regular Afghan Army?

Correct.

Why were you commanding a
local civilian force, Captain Wallace?

The provinces are controlled
by the local tribesmen.

If you're in an
area like Paktika,

where you require knowledge
of the terrain, routes,

who the good guys are
and who the bad guys are,

you engage local people in
order to carry out your mission.

What was your mission,
Captain Wallace?

To capture Taliban
and al Qaeda operatives

hiding along the Pakistani
border, in the tribal areas.

Mr. Khaleel was one
of the tribal leaders

you engaged to help you do this?

He controlled a large area
of the Paktika province.

And how exactly did he help you?

He provided intelligence,
vehicles, personnel.

Personnel? What does that mean?

He provided men.
Soldiers. Troops.

To fight?

If necessary.

And who paid these men,
the Afghan government?

The fighters I worked with weren't
paid by the central government.

They were paid by...

Mr. Khaleel.

He had a standing
militia of 1,500 men.

And where did Mr. Khaleel

come up with the money to pay
and equip 1,500 full-time fighters?

I wouldn't know.

Are you saying you had no knowledge that
Mr. Khaleel was in the heroin business?

Correct, sir.

You never saw his poppy fields?

None I could
identify as Khaleel's.

And you never asked him
how he funded his militia?

I don't ask questions I
don't need the answers to.

Captain, you're
testifying under oath.

I understand that.

May we approach?

This man is perjuring himself.

He's your witness, Mr. Rems.

If you have evidence
he's lying, let's see it.

Rems had his head in
the clouds if he thought that

a captain in the Special
Forces was going to

openly acknowledge that he'd
consorted with a heroin trafficker.

I don't know what's worse,

them pretending it didn't
happen or just admitting it.

You know, Rems is
corroborating our case

by conceding that
Khaleel's a dealer.

But it's also
tending to support it.

At the very least, the military
acquiesced to his opium business.

At the very least?

Are you suggesting that
they may have facilitated it?

Possibly.

At most they may have
ignored it, in Afghanistan.

But Khaleel's not being
charged with drug felonies.

He's charged with
murder, in New York State.

And there's not a
snowball's chance in hell

that our government
acquiesced to that.

Didn't the CIA help run
drugs for the Contras?

That's a left-wing myth
from a lunatic fringe.

Don't be too sure
this is a lock, Arthur.

These days, half the country

thinks everything the government
says is Orwellian double-speak.

And the other half have
absolute faith in what we're doing.

So try to make the
jury see it that way.

I don't want them buying any
paranoid conspiracy theories

about the federal government.

I have received
money, rifles for my men.

And up until now,
plenty of thanks

from the United States
Government for the work that I did.

As confirmed in this letter
from Captain Wallace?

Yes.

Where was this photograph taken?

Near Jalalabad.

We had apprehended some Taliban.

We were actually celebrating.

How did that
happen, Mr. Khaleel?

We believed they
might be with al Qaeda,

and we had heard they were
interested in doing business with me.

What kind of business?

They were offering to transport
some of my opium into Pakistan.

Was Captain Wallace
aware you were doing this?

He encouraged it.

He wanted to capture some of
these men and question them

about their terrorist activities.
Which is what we did.

Did he ever request that you
stop your drug trafficking activities?

Captain Wallace is a smart man.

He knows that without opium,
Afghanistan would crumble.

The poppy seed crop represents
half of my country's economy.

Maybe more.

So American forces have done
nothing to stop your drug business?

It is not their
business to do so.

It is the Afghan government's.

And they haven't done anything
to interdict your activities?

Under the Taliban,
opium was forbidden.

Now it is flourishing.

Which is why we
have come to America.

To look for new
markets for our products.

Like New York?

One of the biggest.
The sky is the limit.

Mr. Khaleel,

did you authorize Hydar Raheem
to murder your business rivals?

Absolutely not.

I asked him to retrieve the
heroin that was stolen from me.

That's all.

Everything's been taken care of?

As you instructed.
I called Bardha.

I told him this was
a serious problem.

And?

We have our product back.

Santiago and his friends?

Bardha took care of them.

Excellent.

That's you talking
to Mr. Raheem, sir?

Yes.

Gloating over the murders
of your rival drug dealers?

Listen to the videotape. I did
not say I did anything like that.

But Mr. Raheem did
in fact work for you?

From time to time. The
man is not my puppet.

So which is it, Mr. Khaleel,

you deny ordering the murders

or the United States
authorized you to do so

to protect your identity
as a drug dealer?

I don't understand
your question.

Of course you do. Make a
choice in front of this jury.

You ordered the murders
or you had no hand in them?

Every day in my
part of the world,

the United States drops a bomb or fires
a missile in order to kill terrorists.

Do other people die as a result?

Yes, regrettably.

But for the greater good.

I ordered no murders.

I simply dispatched
a subordinate

to retrieve the product
that was stolen from me.

Using any means necessary?

I don't know how to answer that.

I believe you just
did, Mr. Khaleel.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

We find the defendant,
Qaadar Khaleel,

guilty of eight counts of
murder in the first degree.

It's basic physics. For every
action there is a reaction.

We arm the mujahideen
to fight the Soviet Union,

they turned on us.

They'll attack us at
home and abroad.

9/11, we invade Afghanistan,

topple the Taliban, and the
world is flooded with cheap heroin.

And I've got eight dead
bodies in New York City

and more to come.

It's called "blowback."

Unintended consequences.

Something tells
me Khaleel won't be

the last unintended consequence
to show up on our doorstep.