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the people are represented
by two separate
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.

We saw Miss Ricci go into the
building.

She left the blinkers on
on her BMW.

We recognized her from the other time
she'd been here.

Then just after that, this white guy rolls
up on a red mountain bike.

What'd the guy look like?

Mid-20s, half-assed beard, short hair.

He seemed a little hinky, but not a
hitter.

Did you brace him
before he went in?

No.
Why not?

When the kid moved in
two months ago,

we braced everybody
that came in here.

Then the tenants squawked, so word came
down to back off.

Okay, so this bicyclist goes in. What
else?

Must have been
a minute later,

these two Hispanics,
young couple, clean cut,

they're holding hands, you know, laughing.
They go in.

Then the bicycle guy comes back out maybe
five minutes after that.

That was it.

Until we got concerned because Miss Ricci
was taking so long.

And the Hispanic lovebirds,
you see them go out?

No.

I swear, we were expecting a couple of
Russian hitters.

They're upstairs.

Looks like Ricci caught it when she opened
the door to leave.

How many assailants?

One guy
could've done this.

He cut Ricci's throat,
then the mother's,

then the boy.

Hospital says
he'll make it.

Excuse me.

Miss Ricci have family?

I think just her
parents in Queens.

Get me their number.

Safe house.

for the bicycle guy
or the Spanish kids.

Couple of people weren't home. We left
cards.

What did the M.E. say?

Same knife
used on all of 'em?

Same kind of knife.

The only difference between the three was
the force of the cut.

On Ricci and Mrs. Woodson
it was deep,

right through the jugular
and the carotid.

On the boy, the cut missed the jugular,
just nicked the carotid.

I want to know how
this disaster happened.

Best guess, Ricci was followed from work.

Why wasn't a police officer
stationed in the apartment?

In a one-bedroom?
That would have been cozy.

We tried putting someone downstairs in the
vestibule,

but the tenants complained.

Lieutenant, I don't
have to tell you...

No, you don't.

We're treating this like
Ricci was one of our own.

What are you going to
do about this retrial?

I don't know.

Ricci left the office
around 8:00.

Check if
the surveillance cameras

around the D.A.'s building
picked up anything.

Rey, there's a Mr. Gales on the phone from
the murder building.

You left your card
on his door.

What kind of people would do that to a
little kid?

I got a boy
around the same age,

lives with my ex.

If anything like that
would happen...

We're trying to
identify a few people

who were seen
entering the building

just before the attack.
What time did you leave?

Just around 8:30.

There was
a Latino couple.

Late teens, early 20s,
clean-cut.

You ever see them
in the building before?

Doesn't sound familiar.

How about a white guy, mid-20s, scruffy
beard, rides a mountain bike.

Red bike?

Yeah, red.

That's my neighbor's
connection.

As in dope connection?

His weekly delivery.

Like in 1-800 reefer.

This connection, you happen to know where
we can find him?

Yo, Jay Jay.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's in here, huh?

Today's deliveries,
fresh from the oven?

Hey, come on, man,
it's just a little reefer.

You know,
some peace weed.

Since when are you guys
sweating this stuff?

Hey, we're rousting you

because of
a delivery you made

a couple of nights ago
on West 97th.

A yuppie
on the third floor?

Let's say I did.

Three people were attacked
in an apartment

on the second floor.

Well, that's not my style.

Yeah, we figured that,

but your eyes and your ears
look pretty healthy.

All I seen was a couple of people making
out on the stairs.

Where?

Between the first
and second floor.

I was on my way down.

They were like Ricans,
a couple of Latinos.

You ever seen them
in the neighborhood?

No, just that night, when I rode up to the
building.

They were getting out
of a cab.

They took a cab?

No, the guy,
I think he was driving it.

I don't suppose you remember the medallion
number.

Do you recognize them?

Yeah, sure.

Good, 'cause we have some
tape we want to show you.

The muscle tissue
is affected.

I wired his jaw shut
to keep the area stable.

He's on intravenous feeding
for at least a week.

I told his aunt she could take him home in
about 10 days.

How long till he's back
to normal?

At his age,
they heal pretty quick.

The bruising and swelling should disappear
in about three weeks.

For normal activities,
I'd give it another month.

Thank you, Doctor.

So what do we tell
Judge Taylor?

Can we have the tape
of the parking lot?

Now, this was taken a couple of hours
before the murders.

Shout if you
recognize anyone.

You can speed it up
a little.

It's how I like to
watch videos.

Whoa. Right there.

Move in.

Yeah, that looks
like the girl.

You sure?

Yeah. I remember the bag.

Put up the tape
of Hayes' place.

Hold it. Now, go in
on the driver.

That's her Romeo.

And that's
his medallion number.

He's been gravely injured, his
mother's been killed.

I don't think it's fair
or even appropriate

to subject him to another turn in the
witness stand.

The boy is the People's whole
case.

I don't see how they can proceed without
him.

CPL 670.10.

His prior testimony can be used in the new
trial.

Not if the witness
is available.

The boy hasn't fled the jurisdiction. He's
not dead.

He's not dead because
whoever your clients hired

didn't sink the blade deep enough into his
throat.

Your Honor, I didn't come here to listen
to this crap.

Your Honor,
we're looking at

the same parties in both trials, the same
issues.

Billy Woodson's prior testimony is
admissible.

You're omitting a crucial factor.
The boy wasn't sworn in.

People v. Fleury.

Prior testimony has to be quote, "Hallowed
by oath."

Your Honor determined
that the boy was too young

to understand the significance of giving
an oath.

You waived it.

Fleury doesn't care
why the oath wasn't given.

Mr. McCoy,

I'm in a bind here.

I can't admit
the prior testimony.

When the boy recovers, you'll have to put
him on the stand.

I can't put him
through this again.

I won't be presenting
this witness at trial.

Your Honor,
I'm moving to dismiss.

Mr. McCoy,

you're absolutely sure?

Yes.

Very well, then.

On the strength
of the remaining evidence,

I find insufficient basis to sustain the
top count of the indictment,

Murder in
the Second Degree.

The defense motion
to dismiss is granted.

Defendant Tolstonog
will be held for deportation.

I don't know where Gabriel is. He's
driving a cab.

That's why we need
to talk to him.

He ever lend it to anybody?

No, I don't know. Look, I don't got time
to talk to you!

Hey, did you ever see him with either of
these two people?

She don't hardly
see Gabriel,

except to make
another stupid baby.

Hey, hey, hey.

Did Gabriel mess with you? Is that why you
don't like him?

I take care of myself.

I don't like him 'cause she lets him beat
her

when she's all pregnant
like that.

Well, you show us where he is, we'll make
sure

he doesn't mess with your sister again,
all right?

That's Gabriel
in the red jacket.

And that's the cabbie from the
video.

Against the wall.

Ari! Ari!

Rey!

You move, you die,
understand?

This was in his pocket.

His and hers.

Wonder if they come
with matching bathrobes.

Leo Zamora,
Aricella Santos.

Latent got a pop
on their fingerprints

from a murder in Dade County
six months ago.

Oh, the Sunshine State.
Have knives, will travel.

It's a little more
complicated than that.

The victim was a confidential informant
against the Cali drug cartel.

The Miami Police are convinced the murder
was ordered by the Colombians.

They're sure these two worked for the
Colombians?

Yes. Miami says they have a history as
drug couriers along the I-95 corridor.

Any chance they'd freelance the killings
here for the Russians?

Well, everyone I talked to in Miami and at
OCCB thinks that's unlikely.

The Colombians
stick together.

There's only
one conclusion to draw.

The Russians are in bed
with the Colombians.

Remember
what Ricci said?

The Russians'll do business with anybody.

It's the worst
possible scenario.

They come here, they don't know nobody,
they look me up.

That's all.

And you rent him your cab, even though he
doesn't have a hack license?

I gotta pay $1,600 a month
for the medallion, okay?

I can't drive every shift.
I gotta put the car to work.

You ever meet
any of Leo's friends?

You know, guys who have
a little juice?

No, he don't know nobody.

You lying piece of crap.

You're an accessory
to two murders,

to the attempted murder
of a 10-year-old boy.

Now, your life
is lying on that table

and you have the audacity
to lie to us?

You better get your brain
in gear, man!

Okay, okay. Look, look, there's one guy, a
Colombian, all right?

Leo and I, we pick him up at the Galleria
about a month ago, okay?

We drove him to
the FedEx office downtown,

and he picks up two boxes, and then we
drove him to a bank.

What bank?

I don't remember.

In midtown.

The guy goes inside
with the boxes,

and then we drop him off
at the Galleria.

What's the guy's name?

Omar.

I can't believe this crap.

They just gave Yepes
a red card.

Well, I was asking you about your friend,
Leo Zamora.

I don't know him.
He say he knows me?

He and a friend picked you up in a cab
about a month ago.

I take a cab,
I sit in the back.

I don't talk to the drivers.

You picked up a package
from a FedEx office.

You took it to a bank.

Not me.

The description fits.

You stand in a lineup,
we'll know for sure.

I give you
my lawyer's number.

You talk to him
about a lineup.

Fine. Now, we checked out your resident
visa, Mr. Pinella.

It says you're in
the agro business?

Yeah. I sell sugar cane
in Colombia.

My lawyer's number.

No, never seen either one with Mr.
Pinella.

Well, what about these two?
They're Russians.

No.

You ever see Mr. Pinella
with anybody?

He's hardly here.
He travels a lot.

Hi, George.
Thanks.

Business traveler, huh?
What kind of business?

Something to do with moving money. You
know, foreign exchange.

Seems to know
a lot about it.

He tell you that?

One time, I took him upstairs 'cause he
lost his keys.

We talked about that Swiss plane that
crashed.

They found $100 bills floating on the
water

from the shipment
it was carrying.

Yeah. What'd Mr. Pinella
say about that?

Said that was
pocket change.

Here you go.

He knew planes that carried a thousand
times more money every day.

What planes?

He said flight number 40
ever goes down in the ocean,

I should grab a boat
and start rowing.

Flight 40 is a daily flight from JFK to
Moscow.

Now, if you believe what Pinella told his
doorman,

it's loaded with money
most any day of the week.

Drug money?

I doubt if it's from
selling sugar cane.

Sounds like the Colombians are sending
their drug profits to Russia to be
laundered.

Well, how are they getting it on the
planes? In suitcases?

Be an awful lot
of suitcases.

Or it could all be talk.
You check with the airline?

We tried. Company policy not to discuss
currency shipments on their flights.

They will, once they're looking at a
search warrant.

Your manifest says you have 2,00000 pounds
of U.S. currency onboard.

We want to see it.

We're already boarding
the passengers.

Search warrant,
Mr. Grouse.

That means from cockpit
to stewardesses.

Open this one.

What are we supposed to
tell the passengers?

Hey, you're the guys
with the million excuses.

That's it.

Who are you?

William Cross. I'm a courier for Gramercy
Savings.

I'm accompanying this currency shipment to
Moscow.

Is there a problem?

You mind opening
one of these bags?

They have
a search warrant.

These are brand-new. Uncirculated. How
much is in there?

$105 million.

Of whose money?

Look, Detectives, this is a completely
legitimate transaction.

I have all the required customs documents.

I have the bill of transfer signed by the
president of my bank.

Carlton Radford?
That's him?

Yes. His family
owns the bank.

Well, we're gonna
have to check these out.

Meantime,
the money stays here.

Yes, this is my signature.

It's a routine currency purchase between
financial institutions.

$100 million
is routine?

We ship that much
four or five times a week.

Who to?

Russian banks.

They order the currency from us on behalf
of their clients.

We buy it
from the Federal Reserve.

Who pays for it?

The money is wired to us from a number of
overseas banks.

And no questions
asked, right?

Look, fellas,

the New York State Department of Banking
knows what we're doing.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

my wife will kill me if I don't get back
to our guests.

You'll see that
the shipment is released?

That'll be up to
the D.A., Mr. Radford.

Our apologies
to your wife.

The Federal Reserve just sells the
currency to Gramercy Savings, Mr. McCoy.

Who they sell it to
isn't our responsibility.

You're not concerned

you might unwittingly be part of a money
laundering operation?

Gramercy Savings
has compliance officers

who make sure they're not doing business
with criminals.

As long as they give us
the thumbs-up...

I heard the Fed gets
four cents

on every $100 bill Gramercy Savings ships
to Russia.

Is that right?

Thank you,
Mr. Kozinsky.

How close are we on
the Ricci murder?

Trail ends with
the slice-and-dice kids.

Will they talk?

No. They're still facing a capital charge
for the murder in Miami.

No matter how good a deal we offer them we
can't make that go away.

This case started
with a single murder

committed to gain control
of a Russian bank.

To launder dirty money.

It's all about the money.

We connect Volsky, Maletkov,
Pinella to those bags at JFK,

we can get them
for everything.

A RICO case.

Let's get started.

What is all this?

This is
a restraining order

freezing all shipments of U.S. currency
from your bank to any foreign country.

Of all
the high-handed bull.

Yeah, we get that a lot.

Konstantin Volsky, we're friendly movers
from the NYPD.

We're executing
a search warrant

for bank statements, pass books,
certificates of deposit,

Eurodollar accounts,
traveler's checks,

wire transfer records reflecting deposits,
withdrawals

and exchange of funds at any bank or
financial institution

in or out of
the United States.

In other words, everything except the
family snapshot and the rubber in your
wallet.

I've only had a couple of days to go
through these,

but so far it appears
that over the last year,

a dozen Russian banks

have purchased nearly $15 billion in U.S.
bank notes

from Gramercy Savings.

Well, how are these bank
notes being paid for?

From accounts held
by Russian banks

in London, Nice, the Bahamas, Mexico, you
name it.

So somebody
like Omar Pinella

drops a million bucks of drug money into
one of these accounts,

calls up Moscow,
and the next thing you know,

there's a canvas bag full of 100s jetting
out of JFK.

Well, multiply that by 100, and that's
pretty much how it works.

And Gramercy Savings is the last stop in
the spin cycle.

Would people like Volsky and Pinella have
any contact with them?

No, wouldn't need to.

That's what the Russian banks are there
for.

Like they say, why rob a bank when you can
own one?

Bomb in the basement.
Everybody out.

Come on, move.

You owe your maintenance man
an extra round on Friday.

He was in the basement
chasing rats

when he found it strapped to the heating
oil tank.

Half a pound of Centex and enough
magnesium thermite to ignite the oil.

Hello, Oklahoma City.

What time
was it set for?

8:00 p.m.

Well, I wasn't planning
to stay late anyway.

I was.

Same device was used on a police station
in central Russia

a couple of months ago.

That one went off. Killed nearly 60 police
officers.

I think
we hit a nerve.

So did they.

The lab's drawing a blank
on the device.

None of it's traceable. No prints, no
return address.

In the meantime, we're beefing up
security, reviewing procedures.

Sounds like a good idea.

Yes, if we're going to turn every precinct
into a fortified garrison.

Better idea.

I'm ordering police protection for both of
you.

I don't want martyrs,
I want convictions.

How's that coming along?

Slower than molasses.

Yeah.

But we found a new player.

One of the overseas accounts buying
currency from the Russians

is controlled
by the Matera family.

The Sicilian mob.

Yeah, the Russians
are positioning themselves

as money launderers
to the world.

Lenin must be spinning
in his mausoleum.

Let's not be too smug.

They're using our banks,
our Federal Reserve...

They turned their country
into a thieves' paradise.

Now they're doing it to us.

They're waging a war.

By the time we get indictments, it'll be
game over.

What are you proposing?

I'm issuing arrest warrants for Volsky,
Maletkov, all of 'em.

Didn't Miss Carmichael
just finish telling me

you're nowhere
near indictments?

I'm not taking this
to the grand jury.

So you're just going to
hold them in prison?

For as long as we need,
until we can make a case,

before this thing
spreads like wildfire.

I see.

You're planning to violate three, no, five
amendments to the Constitution.

It's time someone talked to Mr. Volsky in
a language he understands.

And what language is that?

Adam, unless you order me
not to do it...

I'm ordering you
not to do it.

Hand me that pad
of arrest warrants.

Okay, class, listen up.

You have the right
to remain silent...

Watch your step.

Anything you say can be used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be
appointed to you.

It's my phone.
In my jacket.

Yeah?

He's busy right now.
May I take a message?

It's Volsky's office, telling you he's
been arrested.

That's gonna
hurt business, yeah?

What's the charge?

Hey, I'm asking you a question. What's the
charge?

Ah, there's no charge.
This one's on us.

Since our clients
were arrested three days ago,

we have been allowed one 10-minute
consultation with them.

They're confined
to their cells,

they're denied visitors, phone calls,
books, newspapers.

Mr. McCoy refuses to
bring them for arraignment.

He won't even tell us
what they're charged with.

These extreme measures
were made necessary

by their clients'
brutal attempts

to undermine
the People's investigation.

Pure rhetoric,
Your Honor.

A 10-year-old eyewitness
had his throat cut.

His mother was murdered, along with an
Assistant District Attorney.

Witnesses have been
threatened.

A bombing attempt was made
on a police precinct.

If he has evidence our clients have
anything to do with these crimes,

let him present it
at the grand jury,

and let us
apply for bail.

I'm not
putting them up for bail.

Your Honor,
under Article 70,

I'm asking you to issue
a writ of habeas corpus.

I want Mr. McCoy compelled
to bring the prisoners here

and explain to this court the legal
reasons for holding them.

Mr. McCoy, as moving
as this material is,

it doesn't blind me to what
you're attempting to do.

I'm issuing the writ.

I'm ordering you to produce the defendants
in my court today.

Your Honor,
I respectfully decline.

And I'm filing
Notice of Intent to Appeal.

Your prerogative.

Good luck.

The People's appeal is denied. The writ is
sustained.

The lower court's decision is affirmed.
The writ is upheld.

We find Mr. McCoy's Memorandum of Law
unpersuasive.

We see no reason to reverse
the lower court's decision.

The writ is to be enforced
with all due speed.

This isn't over.

The United States
Supreme Court?

I got an expedited review.

Arguments are scheduled
for next Tuesday.

Withdraw it.
Adam...

You're lucky that the Second Circuit
didn't nail the writ to your forehead.

The Supreme Court's a much more
conservative bunch.

You read Wyoming v. Houghton?
Very pro-police decision.

Forget Houghton.
Read Milligan.

Habeas corpus cannot
be suspended, quote,

"Where the courts are open and their
process unobstructed."

And that was
during the Civil War.

When witnesses and officers of the court
are being killed

the process of the court
is being obstructed.

These thugs are threatening the viability
of the criminal justice system.

Get off your high horse.

This city has had riots, police officers
killed, government buildings attacked.

We got through it just fine without
tearing up the Constitution.

And this time, Adam, we're out-muscled,
out-gunned...

Out-sleazed! If that's what you want,
out-sleaze 'em.

I don't agree that's...

I don't care
what you agree.

You go to Washington.

Having declined to seek
redress in the Supreme Court,

I order the immediate release
of the named defendants.

and now they know
we're watching them.

And the public's watching us.

We need indictments
we can sustain. Now.

Interpol confirms most of the
Russian banks buying banknotes

from Gramercy Savings are probably
controlled by the Russian mob.

But we don't have a trail
that leads back to Volsky.

And nobody at Gramercy knew that this was
going on right under their noses.

Maybe they did.

The first of every month, there's a
$20,000 wire transfer

from Gramercy Savings' general account to
a personal account in London.

Twenty thousand.

The London bank just faxed me the account
holder's name and particulars.

Galina Krylov,
East 61st Street.

I'm a consultant
for the bank.

What did they consult you about, Russian
banks?

No. Investments. Foreign currency, hedge
funds.

The yen goes up,
the pound goes down...

Who do you report to
at Gramercy?

Mr. Carlton Radford.

The president of the bank pays you $20,000
a month off the books? For what?

I told you,
I advise on investments.

Foreign currency,
hedge funds...

Yeah.
The yen, the pound.

I'm sure there's a lot of up and down in
your work.

How did you meet
Mr. Radford?

Who is wanting
to know this?

I am doing nothing wrong.

You have nearly a quarter of a million
dollars in undeclared income.

I don't know
about Russia,

but in America, you don't pay your taxes,
you break the law.

I know most important thing
about America.

Get lawyer.

Take it from me. Sometimes a mistress is
just a mistress.

Russian mistress, Russian banks. I don't
buy the coincidence.

How's Deborah?

I'll tell you later.
What are you looking at?

Carl Radford's been playing stuff the
blini with some Russian bim.

Carmichael here thinks it's just a
cover-up for something more nefarious.

Well, what do we know
about the girl?

She came over on a student visa two years
ago.

Lives in a $5,000 a month apartment

and has six-figure stash
in London.

Rey, do me a favor.
Look up that phone number.

Keeps turning up on her LUDs, couple of
times a night.

The number belongs to
Gorky's Restaurant on 58th.

Galina is our friend. We meet her here.
She was hostess.

How much does
New York detective make?

In a year? Probably enough to keep you
girls happy for about a week.

Was she ever involved
in finances?

You know, banking,
that sort of thing.

Yes, finance,
same as us.

Visa, MasterCard,
American Express.

No, that's not
what we mean.

Does she have any connections with Russian
banks?

No, she is model
like us.

She wants fun,
she wants husband.

That's two
different things.

So basically, she was looking to hook some
nice rich guy?

Yes, of course.

Just like you.

So how's it
working out for her?

She find rich guy.
Lots of fun.

She must bring out a side of Radford we
haven't seen.

Radford?
Who is Radford.

She is with Konstantin.

Konstantin?

You mean
Konstantin Volsky?

You know him?
He's a big shot.

Galina always finds
big shots.

Sounds like the blini's getting stuffed
from both ends.

I had no idea Miss Krylov was seeing
anybody else,

and certainly not this
Russian criminal.

What about the $20,000 a month you gave
her from the general account?

Carl, I'd be
careful here.

The bank's wholly owned
by my family.

I'm doing
nothing criminal.

You're sharing a woman
with a gangster

who's laundering money
through your bank.

Now, why would I be involved in a racket
like that?

Blackmail
comes to mind.

I'm sure Volsky knows all about you and
Miss Krylov.

So does my wife.

Well, maybe not
the gory details.

We've been married 20 years, we have three
children.

She has her hobbies,
I have mine.

That leaves
only one option.

You're willingly involved
in money laundering.

I categorically deny
knowing anything about that.

How could you not know?

You could have
called Interpol.

They would have told you
the Russian banks...

Mr. Radford depends
on his compliance officers

to verify the integrity
of the banks he deals with.

Now, if his compliance officers don't send
up any flares...

I've heard enough.

Mr. Radford, I'm offering you a last
chance to put your cards on the table.

Or what?

I'm charging him with enterprise
corruption under the RICO statute.

The three underlying acts being money
laundering, fraud and murder.

The charge is nonsense.

You can't prove
he knew anything.

Then he has
nothing to worry about.

Except a knock
on your door.

Girlfriend went wheels-up two days ago,

one step ahead
of our subpoena.

She took a flight out of Montreal, emptied
her London account.

I guess she wanted to save Volsky the
bother of having to kill her.

Same result.

You can forget about your case against
Radford.

He's the first domino.
I have to knock him down.

Well, where's the proof that he knew what
was going on?

I just have to prove the truth was staring
him in the face

and he avoided
looking at it.

Willful blindness.

A jury can infer he should have known the
Russian banks were crooked.

Or they can infer that he was sloppy or
stupid.

The burden is on you
to prove otherwise.

It's worth a shot.

Hell, Adam,

it's the only shot.

I've been a compliance officer with
Gramercy Savings

since I retired from the Treasury
Department four years ago.

Let's talk about
Gramercy Savings'

bank note trade
with Russian banks.

People's 15.

These documents show that $1 billion of
those bank notes

was paid from an account in
the Meridian Bank of Panama.

An account held in the name
of the Shine-Rite Company.

Do you know what
Shine-Rite does, Mr. Weyer?

It's a carpet cleaning
company.

It would have to be the most successful
carpet cleaning company in the world.

Did you question

where Shine-Rite was getting $1 billion to
buy bank notes?

No.

Did you question the source
of these payments?

$500 million from a Mexican tire recapping
company.

Those aren't
our accounts.

Our policy is if there's a problem with
another bank's customer,

it's up to that bank
to warn us.

Who did you say
set that policy?

Mr. Radford.

Last November,
you received a phone call

from Richard Gershon of the U.S. Customs'
Task Force

on Money Laundering?

Yes.

He told you
his task force suspected

Russian organized crime was laundering
large sums of money

through the Russian banks
you dealt with?

Yes. But the task force
just had unconfirmed reports.

Did you phone the FBI

or the Treasury Department
to inquire further?

No.

Did you call Interpol

or the Russian National Police or even the
Russian Central Bank?

No. That's not the way
we do things.

And you said that Mr. Radford decides how
you do things,

isn't that right?

Yes.

Thank you.

Did Mr. Radford specifically tell you not
to call any of the agencies

Mr. McCoy just named?

No.

Did you ever
tell Mr. Radford

you suspected that Gramercy Savings was
being used to launder money?

No.

No further questions.

We did what we were required

by the Annunzio-Wylie Anti-Money
Laundering Act of 1992.

Beyond that, we're limited
with what we can do.

We're not a large bank. We don't have an
army of investigators.

You have to understand, it is not easy to
verify a Russian bank's bona fides.

There aren't many public documents to look
at,

no way to find out what the underlying
source of capital is.

But I assure you,

I never imagined we were doing business
with criminals.

My family has been in the banking business
for three generations.

If I'd been presented with substantial
evidence of criminality,

if someone from the government said don't
do these transactions,

we would have stopped
immediately.

Thank you, Mr. Radford.

You said
you're not a large bank.

Isn't it fair to say your bank's been
struggling these last five years?

Well, we haven't met
our growth projections, no.

How about after you began receiving
commissions for these bank note
transactions?

We've increased
our after-tax income, yes.

By $1.2 billion.
Wasn't that your commission?

Yes, something
like that.

And you say
you have limited resources

to check out the people
you do business with?

I did a little
bean-counting, Mr. Radford,

and to gather compelling evidence of ties
to organized crime

cost our office $96,000,
give or take.

People's 32.

Mr. Radford, why didn't
you spend $96,000

to adhere,
not just to the letter,

but to the spirit of the
Anti-Money Laundering Act?

I think
I met my obligations.

You mean you had better places to spend
your money, isn't that right?

On your Russian mistress,
$20,000 a month?

We heard testimony
about that.

I'm not proud of it,
but yes.

Did you meet her
before or after

you began sending planeloads of currency
to Russia?

Before. But there's absolutely no
connection.

We heard testimony

that she was also the mistress of a
reputed Russian crime boss,

Konstantin Volsky.

I didn't know
anything about that.

You didn't know she had another man in her
life?

Never occurred to you
to ask?

That's not something
one asks.

Not if one
doesn't want to know.

Life must be blissful,
Mr. Radford.

Your girlfriend is sleeping
with Russian gangsters.

These gangsters are using your bank to
launder money,

and you just
float through it all,

as innocent
as a newborn kitten.

Your Honor...

Are you really
that stupid, Mr. Radford?

Or do you think we are?

Now, you just hold on.

You show me one thing that proves these
Russian banks are mobbed up.

You can't.

You can't tell me that bank or that money
belongs to that guy,

and that guy
is a convicted felon.

Some task force
suspects this.

Some agency has heard that.
It's not evidence.

It doesn't convince me.

Because you don't want
to be convinced.

Withdrawn.
No more questions.

Abbie.

I didn't mean
to sneak up on you.

I need the Cardozo case
on willful blindness.

Yeah, sure.

It's in here.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

I just ran across a case that Ricci and I
did, and it

reminded me of,
you know...

One thing
led to another.

Yeah. This case,

there's so much death.

How's the
summation going?

I used to get this dream
when I was a kid.

I'm swimming in a blue ocean toward this
island,

green mountains
rising out of the water.

I swim and I swim, but the island doesn't
get any closer.

That's how it's going.

I'll show you a draft

when I get it done.

The law says negligence and foolishness
aren't willful blindness.

Mr. McCoy has to prove
beyond a reasonable doubt

my client deliberately avoided the truth
about the people he was dealing with.

But my client did exactly what the Money
Laundering Act required of him.

No more, no less.

In our society, it's not supposed to be a
crime to follow the rules.

That's what my client did.

He followed the rules.

Following the rules does not put you above
the law.

Just ask the Swiss bankers

who appropriated the unclaimed accounts of
Holocaust victims.

Following the rules does not explain how
someone who runs a bank

could be so incompetent,
so gullible.

There can be
only one explanation.

Mr. Radford willingly
turned a blind eye

to what was obviously
a criminal enterprise.

And the Russian mob

didn't have to cut off his uncle's hands
to get him to do it.

All they had to do was wave a fat
commission in front of him.

Now, some might think

that money laundering is just some
white-collar crime,

far removed from
our everyday concerns.

Let me remind you what money laundering is
really about.

Mr. Radford
made his commission

on the backs
of these people.

This country

has always been
a beacon to the world

for liberty and justice.

That's why
we keep our borders open.

But we're also a beacon for another kind
of people, for criminals and con men.

We rely on the law
to protect us from them.

Sometimes that's not enough.

Do we need more law?
Less freedom?

Do we cross out
parts of the Constitution?

I've learned
that's not the answer.

The answer is

that each one of us

is responsible
to everyone else.

Not one of us can afford
to turn a blind eye.

By respecting the laws
we do have,

by living up to the true meaning of the
word "citizen,"

we preserve
our common good.

Through his
deliberate ignorance,

Mr. Radford allowed a criminal enterprise
to flourish,

innocent people
to be killed.

He allowed
a cancer to grow.

This is where
it has to stop.

Here in this courtroom.

With you.

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor.

On the sole count of the indictment,
Enterprise Corruption,

we find the defendant, Carlton James
Radford, guilty.

Volsky, Maletkov, Pinella.

He can help you make cases against all of
them.

What does he want
in return?

Five years.

He's looking at
25 to life.

And you're looking at another dozen
convictions, if he cooperates.

Ten years.
Medium security.

A jury, having found each
defendant guilty

of two counts of
Murder in the First Degree,

one count
Murder in the Second Degree,

Attempted Murder
in the First Degree,

Attempted Arson
in the First Degree,

Enterprise Corruption,

Conspiracy to Commit Money Laundering in
the First Degree,

and three counts of Intimidating a Witness
in the Third Degree,

I sentence each defendant
to life imprisonment

without possibility
of parole,

to be served at a facility

to be determined by
the Department of Correction.

Go ahead,
try and kill me,

I'm not afraid.

I'm tough,

I'll survive.

Can I have an envelope?

What's that?

The verdict slip.

I'm sending it
to Ricci's parents.

Just cleaning up.

It's okay, Adam.

If I'd disobeyed a direct order from Frank
Hogan,

he'd have
canned me, too.

That's Frank Hogan.

Adam.

I told you,
no martyrs.

She can't even pick up
a toothbrush, L.T.

It's gotten really bad.

Okay.

I'll square it with
the borough commander.

I'm really sorry, Rey.

It's just that I not only want to be there
for her,

I want to be there with her.

All right, then.

Rey.

Take care.

Okay, so...

Yeah.

Send her my love,
will you?

You'll come visit. Girls want to see their
Uncle Lennie.

Definitely.

Anything.

Rey, I don't care
what time it is.

Just pick up
the damn phone, okay?