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(Transcribed by TurboScribe. Go Unlimited to remove this message.) I'm glad you could come.

We can't afford anymore.

Things change.

Oui.

C'est un règlement d'encontre ennemi.

Putain de saleté de rue, je voulais lui

montrer qui c'est le patron.

You're like

the junkyard dog of this corridor.

This is Rake's domain where the accounts are

being audited.

Nobody walks in here without an appointment.

If Martin Rake finds an unauthorized body up

here, he'd take a suicide.

Who are they?

That's the Justice Department.

They pretty much live here during the quarterly

review, looking for the man from Maytag.

What do you mean?

That's the money laundering, our reason to get

up in the morning, which is why compliance

has to spot them before the Justice Department

so this guy doesn't open up and dump

shit on us all.

Right.

See that big, bald one?

That's Joey Patterson.

Rake spends more time with him than he

ever did with his family, which is why

the sad bastard's divorced.

His wife ran off with some English stud,

which is an oxymoron.

Anyway, she remarried, moved to England with his

kid.

He won't talk about it, and it's sad.

If you ever want to draw blood, that's

the pen to stick him with.

All right, this'll be your desk.

You just keep it tidy.

He's obsessive.

It's a sign of mental illness, in his

case, a fucking neon sign.

So what do you think?

Am I overselling the job?

I'll let you know.

And that is Mr. Rakes.

He's okay to work for, generally speaking.

Generally speaking, he irons his own underwear.

He's a tight-ass anal compulsive control freak.

That guy's at the gym every morning at

5 a.m. He thinks SEC regulations are

like bedtime reading.

He works 24-7.

That said, fucker's got no life.

I've worked for him for 10 years.

He's fair, loyal.

I was thinking about naming the baby after

him.

Oh, that's so sweet.

I'm just loaning him to you.

I'll be back in 3 months, so look

after him.

Hey, you know what?

I'm having a going-away party downstairs.

You can come if you want.

Thanks.

Okay.

Oh, yeah?

What have you got?

Rachel, there's been a six-bill transfer from

our private banking affiliate in Monaco.

Account's name's on the top.

Do a search.

Find out who they are and if there's

been any other activity in the account.

On my desk, 9 tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Bethann!

Yes, sir?

Did you tell her I was a tight

-ass anal compulsive control freak?

Yes, sir.

Bethann, can I have a word?

Good luck.

This is for you.

Ta-da.

Belonged to my daughter.

I thought you might be able to use

it.

Hey.

What am I supposed to do about this?

Anonymous fax shows up accusing Citian Trust of

laundering for some French firm in Nice.

What is it?

The Lumiere Group?

The kind of thing that ruins friendships and

fucks up holidays.

Tell me not to believe it, and I'll

pretend I never saw it.

Don't believe it.

You know something about it?

I will in a couple days.

If you're gonna go over there, you could

always stop and see your kid.

It's been seven years.

I don't really feel much like her father

anymore.

I'm just the guy that buys her birthday

gifts and Christmas gifts.

I don't think she'll even remember me.

20 bucks says she will.

Come on, Marty.

Take a shot.

Live dangerous.

Rachel, call Vincent to shop in Monaco.

Let him know I'm on my way to

see him.

Tell him I want to visit the Groupe

Lumiere at Maritime Studios.

There's a lot of business to be done

with this client.

I don't want to frighten them off with

rules and regulations.

I'm not gonna frighten anybody.

I just need to look at your paperwork,

check out the CFO, take a look into

their books, then I'm going to England to

spend a few days with my daughter.

I spent over a year trying to get

this client.

I don't need some fucking compliance officer looking

over my shoulder.

Don't you think I'd check them out?

Well, I'm not leaving till it's finished.

I'll tell you what I'll do, though.

I'll try to be charming.

Oui?

There's a compliance officer from C&T New

York who wants to see the studio tomorrow.

Why does he come now?

It's a formality.

Oh.

Someone told him to come.

And I think I know who.

Anyway, I'm sure you can deal with it.

He needs to see the accounts and a

list of the private investors.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't have a choice.

There's always a choice.

We'll do what's required, of course.

Martin Rakes?

Hello.

I'm Lila Farah, chief financial officer of the

group.

Oh, it's nice to meet you.

Wow, this is really impressive.

If I'd had more notice, we could have

picked a day where you'd get to see

a bit of action.

Oh.

Jake Mallows is shooting today.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Jake Mallows.

So you get to meet him.

Good.

I thought Jake Mallows was dead.

Not yet.

If you want to be an extra, let

me know.

I think you'd look good in a uniform.

Oh, well, thanks.

I think I'll pass, though.

I was told two weeks ago that I

was getting a bigger motorhome.

Do you see it?

No.

You don't.

And even in here, there isn't a TV

or a video.

And as for the fruit, I wouldn't give

it to a bloody fruit bat.

Now get it sorted before I get agitated,

all right?

Is that Jake Mallows?

Do you want to meet him?

Come on.

Jake.

Jake, this is Martin Rakes.

I am happy for him.

Be nice, Jake.

He's one of our bankers.

Hi.

Hello.

Bruno?

Bruno?

Bruno, tu peux prendre une photo?

C'est bon?

Leila, who do I have to fuck to

get something done around here?

That won't be me, Jake.

Come on, Jake.

Don't wind yourself up.

Help me run lines.

Jake's scared of heights.

He wouldn't go up.

So we had to bring the top of

the church to him.

It's a good trip.

It's all about illusion.

What was the budget?

$11 million.

All private investors?

Pre-sales and investors.

Tax shelter was worth 8%.

I like this part.

It's funny how the camera makes him seem

so powerful.

Almost evil at times.

Do you think I could get an autograph

for my daughter?

Of course.

I'll have him sign a poster.

Oh, thank you.

That'd be great.

That'll make me really popular.

So who are the private investors?

They prefer to be anonymous.

You'll have to pay to see the rest

of it.

I guess I will.

That's really all I need to see.

I really hope I didn't cause you any

inconvenience.

It was a pleasure.

It was my pleasure.

Here is my business card.

All right.

Do you want to have lunch with me?

The boat's not mine.

It belongs to a friend of my father's.

He's letting me live here until I find

something else.

And I'm not searching very hard.

Those are nice friends to have.

What does your father do?

He's a government minister.

In trade and industry.

Amazing how many friends you suddenly have when

you're given that job.

Well, as long as they have boats, I

guess.

When I moved here, I wanted to live

on the water.

I find it comforting.

The sea keeps things in perspective, which is

easy to lose.

I lost perspective a long time ago.

That's what all my friends tell me.

I'm pretty sure they mean it as an

insult.

Sounds like one.

I like to look at the world in

black and white.

Perspective just kind of, you know, blurs the

edges.

You need to spend time on a boat.

I think you're right.

This is a little awkward, but I've really

got these regulators on my back, so I'm

going to have to take a look into

the account just to make sure that the

investment is from a legitimate source, you understand?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

You'll keep it confidential?

Oh, of course, yeah.

I'll make the arrangements and call you at

your hotel.

All right.

Hey, it's your dad.

Are you here in London?

No, I'm in the south of France, but

I'll be in London tomorrow.

Can I come there?

I'm working tomorrow, baby, and besides, you have

to go to school.

Oh, I'm suddenly feeling very ill.

I might not be able to go to

school for a few days.

Really?

Really?

Is it serious?

Please?

I'll be in London tomorrow.

Cross your heart?

Cross my heart.

And hope to die?

All of the above.

I love you, baby.

Martin, please don't make any promises you can't

keep.

The last time...

Sarah, I explained what happened the last time.

The last time you nearly broke a heart

when you didn't show up.

Okay, look.

I'll be in London tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Mr. Riggs, these are for you.

Okay.

Got me confused with somebody else.

Couture?

Yes, I'm going to be checking out tomorrow,

and I need a flight booked to London.

Right.

Thank you.

Hey, Dotty.

I'm going to need my bill, please.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Can you get me a taxi?

Morning, sir.

Miss Foreign is waiting for you at her

office.

I'm supposed to take you there.

And, uh, this is a gift from her.

She said she'll take you to the airport

herself when you finish.

Armistice Day.

It's impossible to go anywhere.

It's on the sixth floor.

Bella?

Bella?

No!

No, it wasn't me.

I found the gun.

I'll show you.

I'll show you.

I'll take the gun.

Get out of here!

Nothing?

No.

Then find it.

Yes, hello.

I'd like to speak to Martin Rake, please.

Can you tell him that Ella Foreign called

and that I'll pick him up at 4

o'clock?

No, you're mistaken.

He didn't leave the hotel.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

We interrupt our program.

Our special envoy is calling us from Nice.

Champillon, prefect of police of the Maritime Alps,

was shot today in Nice during the ceremony

marking Armistice Day.

We know that the police would like to

speak to Mr. Martin Rake, an American banker...

It's not possible.

Compliance.

Rachel, it's me.

Listen, I think I'm in trouble.

Mr. Rake.

Mr. Rake, where are you?

Who is this?

Rick Harbinson, Federal Bureau of Investigation.

We need to speak to you urgently.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

I didn't shoot anybody.

I don't know anything about a shooting.

We can arrange to have you turn yourself

in to a U.S. consulate.

What are you talking about?

We can go Rico on money laundering, Mr.

Rakes, and seize your assets if you refuse

to cooperate with the full investigation.

$50,000 was transferred into his account from

a private bank in Monaco yesterday.

As chief of police, he was leading an

anti-corruption investigation looking into organized crime and

money laundering.

Although the police have refused to name Rakes

as the assassin, sources close to the investigation

say that Rakes, a high-level American banker,

had been a channel for laundered funds.

He was thought to have been targeted by

Pion's investigation.

Reports suggest that Rakes was a former CIA

employee and a highly trained marksman.

The CIA say it's against their policy either

to confirm or deny the identities of their

employees.

We are watching the airport, train station, and

borders.

We feel confident we will catch the suspect.

Is he the main suspect?

He is, how you say, the prime suspect.

The only suspect.

We will not rest until we have him

in custody.