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I agree. Call the office in Moscow.

Buenos días. ¿ Lo tiene ?

¿ Tenéis el dinero ?

As agreed. - ¿ Dónde están los papeles...

- de la Zona Libre de Colón ? - Encima de la caja.

As good as gold.

¿ Dónde están los otros papeles ?

En el bolso de mi chaqueta.

- What the fuck are you doing ! - Yes, Kevin.

What precisely are you doing ?

My job.

Indeed.

Are you okay ? Yeah.

What raised your suspicions ? Hector's accent.

It was Castilian, not South American.

He could have been hired out of Bilbao.

True, but the customs slip was forged,

creating an unreliable paper trail for future sales.

Did that justify an escalation ?

I believe Hector posed an immediate threat to our client, yes.

What's the best pilsner in Prague ?

Consumption of alcohol was strictly forbidden...

during our training session in the Czech Republic.

Personally, I prefer Budweiser Budvar.

No relation to that American piss-water, sir. Thank you, gentlemen.

I'll send your final scores to the office.

Jorgensen Financial--

Please advise your clients.

Very impressive.

Do you think he's ready ?

Please advise your clients--

All set ?

Yeah. Just a little nervous.

- You've got everything planned out ? - Right down to the flowers.

Well, then what's there to be nervous about ?

What if she turns me down ?

Well, we didn't, Kevin.

Congratulations. You are the youngest vice president...

we've ever had in the security division-- effective Monday morning.

Thanks... for everything.

Does Rosalind love you ?

I think so.

Which means she's smart enough to keep you guessing.

Now get out there and close this thing.

Jorgensen Financial. How can I help you ?

Congratulations.

Nice job, Kevin.

I need these copied and filed in ten minutes.

Sorry, man. I'm off early today.

- Sorry, man, but it's your job. - Not anymore.

But I'd be happy to take you surfing if you want to work on that accent, Junior.

It's all right, son.

I gave Kevin the afternoon off.

This will be over in just a few more minutes. I promise.

Okay.

He's just leaving now.

I'll meet you there in one hour.

Ready ?

Step. There you go.

Can I look yet ?

No, a few more feet. Keep going.

Keep going.

There. Okay, hang on.

Okay.

I don't know. Maybe I should leave this on. [ Both Laugh ]

Ta-da !

Yeah ?

Yeah.

Oh.

Got it that day when I--

When you went for a walk in Aix-en-Provence.

You don't miss a thing.

And this must be from Guanajuato.

Yeah, after buying 16 bottles of Kaopectate, it was all I could afford.

Go ahead.

Why are you doing all this ?

Because I love you.

Kevin, this is beautiful, but--

Kevin ?

Kevin ? What ?

Tell me the truth.

What's the occasion ?

I got promoted this afternoon.

I thought you were going to quit and go back to business school.

Yeah, well, I ju-- I don't want to be a fucking bean counter the rest of my life.

Could we please talk about this some other time ?

But you're willing to take a a bullet for some pinstriped suit ?

If I do my job, it won't come to that.

Kevin, do you have any idea how many enemies our clients have ?

I think you're exaggerating.

Tell that to the trader who was kidnapped in Mexico. Or the engineer shot in Nigeria.

That's exactly why the employees of this company need me.

They need the police... not you.

We conduct business in over 27 countries, many of which have no semblance of law and order.

If the safety of our corporate family is to be maintained, we have to protect ourselves.

Kevin, speak to me like a normal human being, not Jorgensen's parrot.

What do you have against Jorgensen ?

Nothing. No ?

It's just... for once I'd like you to think for yourself.

Answer it. Why ?

Trust me.

Okay.

But we're not finished here. I hope not.

No !

Oh, shit. Rosalind ?

Rosalind ? Hey ! Don't you die !

Don't die.

Step back some. Step back.

Is he still in the bathroom ?

Yep. Do you want to talk to him ?

Sure. I'll be right in.

Have you found the gun yet ? Not yet.

Do you mind ?

Do you mind answering a few more questions ? There isn't any use.

- Why not ? - The shooter wasn't from Amsterdam and he knows it.

- What makes you say that ? - Interpol tracks transnational crimes not local homicides.

Now, can I have a fucking towel or what ? Inspector ?

Why is Interpol a part of this investigation ?

How long have you known Miss Bremmond ?

About three years. Were you in love with her ?

Yes. And she with you ?

How is this relevant ? Her willingness to confide in you is quite relevant.

- Confide ? About what ? - Her activities at the bank.

- She never talked about her work. - Not even with you ?

- No. Not even with me. - Didn't you find that strange ?

Yeah, I found it strange she took a piss with the bathroom door open.

You didn't answer my question. Yeah, and you didn't answer mine.

Now why is Interpol a part of this investigation ? She was a fucking banker !

If she was just a banker, why would someone want to kill her ? That's what I want to know.

Come on, Kevin. You wanted to marry this girl. You can't be completely clueless.

I guess I am.

Can you identify the shooter ? Yeah, I was three inches from his face.

Then I suggest you remain in protective custody until we determine his identity.

Are you detaining me ? You're our only living witness. I'd like to keep you that way.

So I'm free to go ? You're free to go.

As long as you stay in Amsterdam and cooperate with our investigators, Mr. Burke.

You motherfucker.

He just came out the back.

Kevin, do you have any idea how many enemies our clients have ?

Why would someone want to kill her ?

What do the police think ?

That she was involved with something illegal at the bank.

Is that true ?

Can I trust you, Kevin ?

Of course.

Rosalind didn't think we could.

- Why not ? - She thought you wouldn't approve.

Of what ? Her work...

- with Temir Oil. - Temir Oil ?

It's a shell she set up to wash money in the Europoort.

For who ?

One of our clients at the bank.

They wanted to purchase some mineral rights in the Caspian oil fields.

And the deal went bust, so they shot her ?

No, the deal worked... too well, in fact.

Our client's competitors were completely shut out of the region.

One of them, we're not sure who,

put Rosalind under surveillance and started sending her death threats.

Why didn't you call the police ? And tell them what ?

We're laundering bribes for the President of Kazakhstan ?

-Is that the business we're in ? -That's the business our client is in.

And Rosalind knew that from the start. She signed them up herself.

I can't believe Rosalind would do something like that.

You can get to know someone, but, you can never really know them.

They always keep certain things to themselves.

You should have told me.

You're right. I should have.

If the cops aren't going to find this fuck, I will.

Get down !

Fuck !

Stay down !

No.

No. I'm fine, really.

No.

No. Okay. Then I'll be outside if you need me.

- Repeat his description. - Black hair, olive skin. Possibly Spanish descent.

- How did you determine that ? - His boots.

His boots. I saw them when I was in Barcelona last week.

A bit tenuous, but I'll narrow the search.

No.

No.

That's him.

It's him.

Good work, Kevin.

Real good. What are you doing here ?

I heard what happened. Are you okay ?

Yeah, I am. I'm fine.

Well, if there's anything I can do-- Thank you, son.

But, uh, Kevin has everything under control.

That's not what I heard.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean ?

That means this isn't baseball, man.

One for two is a... shitty average.

She was one foot from the door. There was nothing I could do !

Well, you should have done something. This is what we trained him for, isn't it ?

Kevin !

- Go and sit in the lobby. - But--

I said go and sit in the lobby.

He's right. Kevin--

I told her to go to the door. You didn't know.

- I should have stopped him. - You stopped him from killing me.

Which was no easy task.

The shooter's been linked to hits on our employees...

in Brazil, Nigeria and the Venezuelan oil fields.

The most recent sighting was... in Barcelona.

Who does he work for ? [ Jorgensen ] We are not sure.

And I doubt he'll stick around long enough for us to find out.

- He won't use Schipol. - If I were the shooter--

- Cross the border by boat. - I'll check some of the outbound charter logs.

Don't you die ! Don't you die ! Don't you die !

I think we found him. Where ?

A dry dock near the Hollandsdiep.

A man fitting his description rented a power boat and had it delivered there yesterday.

He'll be drinking margaritas in St. Tropez if we don't mark him soon.

Listen, Junior, your father--

Won't run this company forever, and my name is Karl. Got that ?

I guess we could use an extra man.

Well, this is what I could find so far.

It's enough. He's the one.

We'll have to split up. You go that way. Junior--

Hold it ! Fuck !

Come on ! Come on !

Barasa, ¿ Quién te ha empleado ?

- You don't know ? - Who the fuck hired you ?

- What the fuck did you do that for ? - He was about to kill you.

Bullshit ! He was pulling out another knife.

Come on ! Let's get the fuck out of here.

- Okay, I'm in. - Do you have a visual ?

No, not yet. Moving into position.

- Okay, I've got a visual. - Your assessment ?

It's a strange place for a corner office.

Have you identified a motive ?

Our client crushed Nikolai's Caspian oil ops, which forced him into bankruptcy.

- Then how'd he fund the hit ? - Good question.

His accounts were frozen about a year ago. He's been in hiding ever since.

- Who's the girl ? - Junior's looking into it.

- Junior ? - Yeah, he thinks she's dating one of our employees.

- To pick up information ? - Possibly.

Junior is pulling the office surveillance tapes to see if anyone had contact with her.

I don't give a damn if she's blowing every banker on the eighth floor.

I won't do it until she's gone.

I understand your reluctance, Kevin.

But don't hesitate to finish the job if she gets in the way.

- Any other sage advice ? - Make sure you get me that disk.

Why, what's on it ? I don't know.

But if Nikolai is targeting our employees, I want to find out.

- Okay. - We'll reconnoiter back at the office. Good luck.

Look forward !

What the fuck do you want ? Information.

Oh, you're Rosalind's boyfriend.

- Why'd you do it ? - Do what ?

Don't fuck with me ! Bullshit ! It wasn't me.

Put down the gun. I'll show you the file.

- What file ? - Her file. Read it.

It's on the disk.

Give it to me.

Give me the fucking disk !

Okay. But don't give it to Junior.

Why ? What's Junior got to do with this ?

Put down the gun and find out.

Fuck !

In what authorities describe as a professional assassination,

a gunman killed seven and wounded three today...

at a steel mill in Rotterdam.

Agents from Interpol and members of local law enforcement...

will not confirm reports of a female witness.

I knew you should have let me handle this.

They have, however, released a photo of this man, Kevin Burke, considered...

a prime suspect in the slayings.

Sources for this network believe the female witness is in her late 20s...

with blonde hair, but her full identity and whereabouts are unknown.

Didn't expect to see you here.

I'm full of surprises, luv. Your break's at a quarter past, right ?

You remembered. That's so sweet.

Sweet ? What the fuck is that ?

I'm hard. I'm a geezer. A little bit dodgy.

Well, no, not dodgy.

- I'll be right back. You stay here ? - All right.

Hello ? [ Man ] I trust you're working hard ?

- As always. - Have you had something to eat yet ?

I'm just about to grab a bite with my girlfriend.

Then bring her along. We'd love to finally meet her.

Can we take a rain check on that ? She seems a bit knackered this afternoon.

- Why ? What happened ? - I don't know.

But her boss is giving her aggro about it.

Sounds like she could use a nice meal. Why don't you take her to La Rive ?

- Ta, but La Rive's a bit much. - Put it on my tab.

- Just enjoy the meal and keep your mobile on. - Something up ?

The suspect, Kevin Burke--

- I want three units there now.

All right, I'm on my way.

Hey, have you seen this guy ?

- Yeah, I'm coming. - Dressed in black clothes, a white male in his mid-20s.

Hey, baby, wanna come inside ? Only 150 guilders.

Look at this. Seen him ?

Have you seen this guy ?

Here, have a look at this.

Have you seen this guy ? No.

Are you sure ? Positive.

Did you see this guy tonight ? No.

Are you sure ? Yes, I'm sure.

You'd better be.

Are you okay ?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I see you've been clawing your way up the corporate ladder.

- Don't ask. - Don't tell.

So, does Rosalind still have you under her spell ?

Yeah. You, uh--

- You still taking side orders ? - Maybe.

Why aren't you bringing it to Junior and his I.S. boys ?

- 'Cause nobody throws it down like you do. - Now how would you know ?

I said throw down, not go down.

Anytime you want to learn the difference, Kevin, just let me know.

In your dreams, Thorsten. Ain't that the truth.

Well, come on. Unzip, man, let's have a look.

Here ? Yeah.

So, what do you think ?

I think we'd better go up to my office.

Hey, babies.

Have a seat.

This beats the shit out of that cubicle we shared at Jorgensen.

And, for your information, my benefits plan covers domestic partners.

Thanks, but I'll just take the information on the disk.

How much time have you got ?

Who the fuck hired you ?

Just give me the fucking disk !

Thanks, it feels much better.

That's good. But you should get some more rest,

because this is going to take another three to four hours.

You have a mobile phone I can use ?

Yeah, it's over there.

I made a few modifications. Let me know how they work.

- Can you spare one of those disks ? - Yeah, sure. Go ahead.

- Yeah ? - Yeah.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

- This the back way ? - Yeah.

See you in a couple hours.

Recognize him ?

- Jorgensen Financial. - It's me.

Oh, thank God. We've been so worried about you.

Are you okay ? I've been better. Is he there ?

All night long. And, hey, you know where I am if you need me.

Thanks, I'll remember that.

- Are you sure it's him ? - Yes.

- So which way did he go ? - Kevin's on line one.

- Are you hurt ? - Nothing a little plastic surgery won't fix.

I'll be sure to add it to your medical plan.

Thanks.

We were very worried when you didn't show up last night.

- I can explain. - Not on this line.

- Then let's meet. - Just tell me where you are and I'll send Junior.

No, I want to meet you.

-You shouldn't be seen with him. -[ Woman ] The Frankfurt DAX up 2.91 percent.

Do you remember that place from last fall ? Yeah.

- Meet me there at 10:00 a.m. - 10:00 a.m. All right.

Go ! Go get him ! Go get him !

Give me that !

Karina, can you come in here, please ?

You pay a lot for my advice.

And the privilege of ignoring it.

Are you ever going to learn to do this for yourself ?

Not as long as I have you.

Do you want to come by my place tonight ?

I can't promise anything. I'll keep it open.

Do you remember that place from last fall ?

- Yeah. - Meet me there at 10:00 a.m.

Do you have the disk ?

- Where's your father ? - Up here.

You okay ? Yeah, I'm fine.

Can we talk ? Yeah.

I thought I could count on you. You can.

Then why didn't you meet up with Mr. Ficks ?

There's a file on Nikolai's disk. It's named Rosalind.

Okay, just give it to Junior and have his I.S. team open it.

- No, I wanna open it up myself. - Why ?

It might tell us why they killed her.

I already told you why they killed her. Have you told me everything ?

Yes, so stop fucking around and tell my why you don't trust Junior to open that disk ?

Nikolai said something. Something that implied that Junior may be involved.

That's out of line, Kevin. He may be many things, but he's not a murderer.

I'm not saying that he killed her.

All I'm saying is he may be involved with her killing.

People like Nikolai will say just about anything if you stick a gun to their head.

Now I think it's time you stop this childish rivalry, give Junior the disk...

- and finish the job.

- You mean the girl ? - Yeah.

Her testimony will crush you, along with our entire company.

You know, even if I found her, I don't think I could do it.

I appreciate your honor code, but it's wasted on a woman like her.

- She's still a woman. - Who was directly involved with Rosalind's death.

Now, are you going to sort this out, or are you going to leave me holding the bag ?

- I never intended to-- - Let me down ?

I certainly hope not. Especially after everything I've done for you.

Not to mention the favors I've afforded your family.

I don't even know who she is.

Well, I do.

Yeah, and how's that ?

Just take a look at the intel. I'm sure you'll make the right decision.

Where's the disk ?

What's the time frame ? - Tonight.

- Tonight ? - We already have someone on the inside.

Thanks for waiting. No problem.

I've been dipping into your scotch and smokes.

- Why isn't he doing this ? - Dumb fuck doesn't know she's playing him.

Gary has fallen in love with her.

To Tessa. To Tessa.

How are things going with you two ?

- All right. But we don't get to spend enough time together. - Why is that ?

Her hours are long and her manager's a tosser. But what can you do ?

- Why don't you take her out for the weekend ? - I'd love to.

- Here. - You mean tonight ?

Yes. There's a windmill we're restoring near Zaanse Schans.

Is this all you've got ?

There are no dogs, no guards and two consumer locks.

- What more do you want, Kevin ? - Name, number, home address ?

Why ? You're not asking her out on a date.

It's quite romantic and typically Dutch.

Thanks. She'll love it.

Consider it a gift. To Tessa and your future life together.

Tell Jorgensen I'll take care of it.

Just like you took care of Rosalind.

Junior.

Stop calling me that. I don't care how long you've worked for my dad,

just stop calling me that.

Just calm down and let's see what's on the disk.

So long as we keep an eye on Kevin.

Attention all units: We're looking for a white male,

goes by the name Kevin Burke--

Met Karina.

It's me again. Are you okay ?

- Not exactly. - How can I help ?

I'm trying to find someone. I thought you might know her.

- What's her name ? - I don't know, but I've got a photo.

- A photo ? - Yeah, do you mind if I fax it to you ?

Um... sure. Send it through.

It's just a bunch of utilities.

Did it work ?

Yeah, it's Tessa Jansen.

So you know her ? Of course. She's dating Gary Knight.

- Why ? - Can you give me her address ?

You didn't answer my question.

I wanna send her some flowers.

Kevin, a rebound is the last thing you need right now.

I'm just looking for a little companionship, Karina. You can understand that.

Can't you ? Are you even listening to me ?

I said Tessa is not available. Not her address, not her phone number, nothing.

Who's he calling ?

I don't know. But your father might.

I'll try calling him at Karina's flat.

Come on, Karina. What's the harm in sending her some flowers ?

Kevin, no matter how depressed you are,

don't get involved with someone who's not available.

Trust me on this.

- I've got to grab that. - If anybody asks, you haven't heard from me.

Okay, just hold on.

- Met Karina. - Hi, it's Karl.

- Oh, hi, Junior. - Is he there ?

- Who ? - Who do you think ?

Oh, your father. No, not yet.

What about Kevin, Karina, have you heard from him ?

Not since this morning.

- Let us know if you do. - Okay. Good-bye.

That was Junior and Mr. Ficks.

- Did you tell them you were talking to me ? - No, but I hated lying.

What's going on with you guys ?

- It's a long story. - And for once, I don't have time to listen.

- Karina, all I need is-- - A cold shower and some time off.

And when you're truly ready to open your heart again,

I'll be happy to set you up.

Now good-bye, Kevin.

Gary !

Oh, what are you doing here ?

Jorgensen lent us a place for the weekend. I wanted it to be a surprise.

I'm so sorry. It's all right.

Um, how did you-- Self-defense class. Pretty cool, huh ?

Yeah.

Um, listen, I want to arrive before the sun goes down.

Could you give me directions, and I'll meet you there later ?

Well, Jorgensen's going to phone me with them. Oh.

Besides, I wanted us to drive down together.

Well, it's just I've had a shitty day and I want to go home and change.

- Oh, I kinda like it when you're dirty. - You do ?

Yes, I do.

What would you like as a starter ?

You're a genius.

Now which one looks appetizing ?

And remember, we have to pick our battles. Each file has a separate fire wall.

- This one here. - You're so predictable.

It's not what you think. And what exactly are we looking for ?

A little prenuptial dirt, perhaps ? Rosalind's dead.

- She was murdered. - Oh, my God.

I didn't know.

What happened ?

Apparently, she was laundering money for one of our clients at the bank.

- Their competitor had her shot. - Money laundering ?

That doesn't sound like her. That's what I said. Why else would someone do it ?

- Do you have any leads ? - This is it.

That's why you didn't give it to Junior and his I.S. boys.

You think he's involved. I don't know.

Everyone knows Junior's a prick, but premeditated murder ? Why ?

His daddy gave Rosalind a bigger office ? Who the hell knows ?

I wouldn't put it past him.

What about Rosalind ?

Do you think she'd get involved with something like this ?

We all have our closets, Kevin.

I'm not sure of anything anymore...

including her.

See what you can do.

I knew I recognized him.

- Think Kevin gave him the disk ? - There's one way to find out.

Yeah ?

- Kevin Burke was reported seen at the Zummermaarkt. - I'll be right there.

Good afternoon, officers.

Look familiar ? - No.

- He was spotted in the area. - And our records indicated...

you once worked together at Jorgensen.

I think I'd remember a face like that.

Do you mind if we have a look around ? No, be my guest.

No.

We're looking for this guy. You seen him ? Are you sure ?

Get down!

Come on, come on, come on.

Shit ! What the fuck is going on ?

I don't know. Did you get a look at that guy upstairs ?

No, but I got a look at that file you wanted.

Nikolai downloaded it from Interpol's... N.C.B.

- Interpol ? - Yeah, they've encrypted the file.

You're gonna need their password to break it.

- What the fuck are you doing ? - Kevin--

Fuck ! Fuck !

Take off the fucking mask !

We had to intervene. That guy was about to blow your head off.

That guy was a fucking cop ! Just like those guys from the steel mill.

What ?

If Nikolai was our client's competitor,

then why the fuck does he have access to Interpol's N.C.B. ?

So, that's where Nikolai's been hiding.

Interpol must have busted him for fraud and offered to reduce his sentence...

if he helped them nail our client. What about Tessa Jansen ?

- She must be Nikolai's handler. - Then why is she dating Gary Knight ?

They probably sent her undercover to pick up leads. On who, the bank ?

What exactly is Jorgensen doing over there ?

Let's open the disk and find out. No, no, no, no.

I'll handle this one on my own. Don't be stupid.

You're knee-deep in it now. We all are.

So let's clean up this shit before that girl has a chance to testify.

About what ? They already have my name, my photograph, my passport.

- I'm fucked ! - Kevin.

What ? Just be calm ?

Is that it, Mr. Ficks ?

Be calm ? Well, are you calm right now, huh ?

'Cause this is what it feels like to be me.

Just remember your training, Kevin.

And you'll get through this.

Yeah. We'll see.

What do you have against Jorgensen ?

- Nothing. - For the second time in 24 hours,

agents from Interpol and local law officials...

find themselves here at Central Hospital.

Four people were killed and Agent Willem Van Der Zee was wounded...

when two masked gunmen entered Thorsten's Coffee Shop and opened fire.

Do you think he talked to Karina ?

- It's a strong possibility. - I think we should have a conversation with her.

No. I want you to head down to the windmill.

I'll stop by Karina's flat.

- Hey. - Oh. Hey.

- Are you okay ? - No. Uh, you alone ?

Yeah. Can I come in ?

Won't take a minute.

All right. He probably won't even show up anyway.

You shouldn't wait around for him like this.

Yeah, I know.

Do you ever think Mr. Jorgensen may not be Mr. Right ?

- He loves me. - Has he ever said it ?

Did Rosalind ever say it to you ?

What kind of man would treat you like this ?

The same man that's done a lot for you. Especially after your father died.

- He didn't die. He was shot. - By a mugger.

On Michigan Avenue, 50 feet outside of Jorgensen's office.

There should have been better security. Jorgensen admits that.

He felt horrible.

Paid for the funeral, the reward, your schooling.

I was on scholarship at B.M.I.

A full ride from an anonymous donor.

I sent the wire transfer myself.

So Jorgensen had a guilty conscience. That doesn't make him a good man.

And you're such a saint.

- What do you mean ? - I know damn well you're here for Tessa's address.

- I just thought that-- - What's going on, Kevin ? This isn't like you.

I know. I'm sorry. Things are just--

Things are really mixed up right now.

And a date with Tessa Jansen's gonna change all that ?

No, but it may help me answer a few questions.

- About what ? - About Rosalind-- about what we had together.

- Oh, Rosalind loved you, Kevin. - I know that, but--

No, you don't. Not if you always feel the need to confirm it.

I may be pathetic, but you're downright depressing.

Here.

Send Tessa some flowers if you think it'll help.

Now, go on and let me cry in peace.

Thanks.

Shit ! Don't do that to me.

Kevin won't hesitate to hit you here. You oughta be prepared for that.

I am prepared.

Guys, check out the stairwell.

I'll be downstairs in five minutes.

As soon as Gary phones with the directions, you can deploy a cover team...

and have them do a neighborhood. I will.

But if Kevin gets there before we do, I can't guarantee anyone's safety,

including Gary's.

- We had an agreement. - Yeah, but after what happened,

the General Secretary is having a hard time holding deals for anyone.

-Gary had nothing to do with it. -The rules of engagement apply to everybody.

- He isn't like the rest of them and you know it. - That's bullshit. You know it.

Gary fits the profile, but it doesn't make him a killer.

Thanks, man.

Are you in love with him ?

What kind of question is that ?

A valid one, given your behavior.

You were watching us, weren't you ?

- What ? - This afternoon at the boat yard.

You were watching us.

I was protecting you. It's my job.

- To be a Peeping Tom ? - I can't believe you're being so cavalier about this.

Hey. Your California rolls are excellent, man.

Thanks. I make 'em myself.

Kevin had a chance to shoot me and he couldn't do it.

- Next time it'll be different. - No, next time I'll turn him.

There's a decent part of Kevin's soul that hasn't been crushed yet.

Now, set up the trace. Gary's gonna be calling any minute.

Tess, come on.

Tessa ?

Tessa, are you listening to me ?

Tess, we gotta talk. Come on, open up.

Tessa, come on. If we don't agree on this, we gotta call the whole thing off.

Tessa, come on. Open up.

Tessa, open the fucking door. Come on !

Willem ?

Willem ?

What are you waiting for ?

- Come on, Kevin. What are you waiting for ? - The code !

- What code ? - To the fucking disk !

I'll give you the code if you give me Jorgensen.

After we flagged Rosalind's transactions,

we profiled all of Jorgensen's employees and found a very interesting pattern.

Pattern ? What kind of pattern ?

It's imperceptible if you look at it office by office,

but when we ran a global cross-check,

we found an unusually high mortality rate.

Jorgensen conducts transactions in over 27 countries. Many of them are extremely dangerous.

Not th dangerous.

Holy shit.

What do all these dead people have to do with Temir Oil ?

We didn't know until our office started receiving anonymous tips.

- Know who the informant is ? - Well, a couple of days ago, the tips suddenly stopped.

The next morning, I saw this.

Jorgensen must've found the leak and plugged it up. Bullshit !

That is bullshit ! If Rosalind was laundering money,

why in the hell would she inform on herself ?

- You tell me. - Tell you about what, huh ?

The Rosalind I knew wouldn't have done any of the shit you guys accused her of.

I think she didn't know the truth. Not at first.

But by the time she found out, there was nothing she could do. Not directly, at least.

No. If she was gonna take Jorgensen down, she would've told me.

No. If I was Rosalind and I was in love with you,

I'd do everything I could to keep you from Jorgensen,

try and discourage you from taking that promotion.

But you didn't listen. That played right into his plan.

Plan ? What plan ?

To build the perfect assassin.

A man who was loyal and efficient...

and drained of all emotion.

I protect people. I don't assassinate them.

You know that Spaniard who shot Rosalind ?

Yeah.

His name's Antonio Alonso.

He did security work out of Jorgensen's office in Barcelona.

And when it was time for his retirement,

Jorgensen programmed you to be his replacement.

What the fuck are you talking about ? Programmed ? I wanted that promotion !

- I worked half my life for it. - A life constructed by Jorgensen.

- What, I'm his fuckin' robot ? - No, not yet.

There's a part of you he hasn't crushed.

A part of you that still asks the right questions.

That's what screwed things up.

So Jorgensen picked another candidate.

Someone I've been tracking all along.

Someone we thought he'd choose first.

Ask Gary about his father who was hit by a truck...

outside of Jorgensen's Hong Kong offices.

Postmortem's always the same. He pays for the funeral,

the reward, even the child's schooling.

Come on, Kevin.

Let's go talk to Gary.

You'll hear your whole life story straight from his mouth.

Hello. Hi, luv. Take us off speaker.

I can't. I'm getting dressed,

but go ahead with the directions.

Take the A8 towards Zandaam. Get off at Exit 16.

Then take the second left. It's the only place for three miles.

Number 26. Got it. Number 26.

I love you.

Yeah. I'll see you in a bit.

Willem. Willem. Mm.

Oh, fucking Jesus.

That son of a bitch.

Hey, Ficks. Putting on your condom ?

Hah ! That's funny, Junior.

Now, this is the last time I'll warn you.

Don't call me Junior.

- Ready to go ? - Let's get out of here.

Were there any calls this afternoon ?

Um,

no, just your son and Mr. Ficks.

- You sure there was no one else ? - Yeah.

No calls ? No E-mail ?

Nothing ?

Nothing.

Hello ? Hello ?

Hello ?

Nice try, luv.

We need to talk.

I love you.

I love you too.

Do you see anything ?

No.

Let's move in for a closer look.

That's bollocks. Absolute bollocks.

I'm afraid it's true.

Jorgensen would never-- Do something like that ?

Then why'd he loan you this place ? It was a gift.

"To Tessa and your future life together." Believe me, Gary, I've heard it all before.

Let me see the file.

Stop it. Stop it !

Did he do that to you ? Just calm down, Gary.

- Did he fuckin' do that to you ? - Just read the file.

How did you get this ?

Um--

From Kevin.

Turns out he has a little crush on Tessa.

He just wanted to send her some flowers.

Did you give him her home address ?

I thought I could count on you.

I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

How can I be sure of that ?

Because I love you.

Is it true. Were you just using me to get to Jorgensen and the company ?

You better believe it !

- Hey, Kevin ! - Yeah ?

Looks like my dad isn't here to protect you this time.

Then you better come and get me, Junie.

Clean her out before you take her to the dump.

I don't want to get fingered by any of that DNA shit.

- Hello. - How are you holding ?

She's dead.

- What ? - Tessa. She's dead.

- Everyone's dead. - Everyone ? Who's everyone ?

- Oh, Christ. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. - Gary, get ahold of yourself.

- Tell me what happened. - It was that fucker I trained with in Rotterdam.

He had Tessa and I tried to stop him.

- You gotta believe me. I really tried. - I believe you, Gary.

Then Junior shows up and starts shooting at him.

- Junior ? - Yeah.

He starts shooting-- in here, outside, all over the place. Did Junior kill him ?

I don't know. He limped outside.

But everyone else is dead. Everyone...

except me and that fucker from Rotterdam.

Don't do anything until I get there.

Here you go.

- Where's Tessa ? - Upstairs.

I know I should have helped him out.

but with Tessa like she was, I just wasn't thinking straight.

-Are you sure it was the guy you trained with in Rotterdam ? -Yeah.

Now, will you tell me what the bloody hell is going on ?

His name is Kevin Burke.

He was hired by one of our client's competitors to infiltrate the company.

Okay ?

Are you up for this ?

Don't worry. I'd never let you down.

I hope not.

Especially after everything I've done for you.

Not to mention the favors I afforded your family.

You know,

that's exactly what Kevin said you'd say.

I was afraid of that. That's why I held on to these.

Fuck !

Kevin, are you okay ?

Look at me ! I loved her !

That's why it worked.

You never would have come aboard if I promoted you any other way.

- So I did us all a favor. - A favor ?

- A fucking favor ! - Rosalind was an informant, Kevin.

I saw the proof. Ficks showed it to me.

If I were the shooter--

- I think we found him. - We'll have to split up. You go that way.

Ficks.

- Drop it, Kevin. - So it was you.

- You were the informant. - I never had the power to muscle him out,

so I tried to get Interpol to do it for me.

- Rosalind never washed a fuckin' dime ! - Not that she was aware of.

That's why she was so upset when she found out.

So she went to Jorgensen, who viewed her as a threat.

After that, I simply blamed her for the leaks.

-And sent me to Barcelona to buy a pair of boots. -I was glad you recognized them.

Standard procedure 16-D. Be sure to notice all personal effects.

You always were a good student, Kevin.

But I was surprised it took you so long to open that disk.

You hand-fed them that information.

In order to point their finger...

and your gun at Jorgensen.

So it was you that shot Jorgensen in the canal.

- Yes. - Then why didn't you just kill him ?

Jorgensen planned that little misdirection, not me.

- Besides, I wanted you to pull the trigger. - Fuck you !

That's not my bullet in Jorgensen's back !

- It will be when I'm done. - Provided I don't rip your fuckin' head off !

Do you think you can do it, or are you going to end up just like your father ?

Oh, that's right. I forgot to tell you how I got promoted.

Your dad was walking along Michigan Avenue...

and I stuck a gun to his head.

Oh, no. Wait. Was it his head or was it his chest ?

It was his chest.

Oh, that's right. I aimed for his head, but I hit his chest.

First day on the job. You know how it is.

- I know exactly how it is. - For once I'd like you to think for yourself.

I always remember my training.

Do you love Gary ?

Yeah, I do.

Then tell him.

I will.

- Why are you doing all this ? - Because I love you.

...in what authorities describe as a professional assassination,

a gunman killed seven and wounded three today...

at a steel mill in Rotterdam.

What do you have against Jorgensen ?

For once I'd like you to think for yourself.

Can I trust you, Kevin ? Cops.

I'm gonna find this fuck and identify him.