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[radio chatter]

[phone ringing]

Man: We need good intelligence.

[Phone vibrates and rings]

[pounding]

Jimmy: Open the damn door!

[phone ringing]

Rene: Alright.

-Open the goddamn door.

-Watch out for the litter box.

-You got anybody close to the Organized Crime Unit?

-Why, what's going on?

-I got a guy over there threatening

to put it out there that I'm a rat.

-Shit, that's bad.

That's uh...

you said you were covered over there.

-Yeah, now I need somebody new and you're gonna

find me somebody inside over there.

I don't care how much it costs.

-Well, I don't think I know anybody over there anymore.

[thuds]

-If I go down, everybody goes down.

That includes you!

-Okay.

-Alright? Don't be thinking it's a good time

to be changing teams on me, got it?

-Yeah, yeah, I got it.

-Right now is not a good time.

Am I clear?

-Yeah, we're clear.

I'll see what I can find out.

[exotic music]

-Where is he?

Katarina: I'm just going out to look at

some properties with him now.

Mary: Keep him out of his room for a couple of hours?

-Uh huh.

Yeah, there's no problem.

I can throw him around all day if you like.

-Thank you, just a couple hours.

-Martin.

Mary On Phone: He's out of his hotel room.

You've got two hours.

-Martin: I'm on my way.

Mary On Phone: You got his room key?

-Martin: Mmm hmmm.

Let's go, come on.

Bring your gear.

-Where's Dad?

Why didn't you wake me up?

-He went downtown to take care of some business.

You're not going to school today, honey,

we're gonna take the day off.

-Hello, I have a science test today.

-Well, I'm sorry, but you're just gonna have to miss it.

Look, please, don't argue with me.

We're gonna stay home and pack for a trip tomorrow.

-Who's going where?

-The three of us.

We're gonna drive to Seattle

and your dad needs to take a little time off,

he needs a little family time.

Be fun.

-It won't be fun for me when I fail science.

-You won't fail science.

-Dad can't pay off my science teacher, Mom.

-What does that mean?

-You know what it means.

I'm not stupid.

I know about your little habits.

This is a no smoking house.

[uptempo music]

-Giving you signing authority to take care

of any business over the next couple days,

so write up a paper, alright?

I'm leaving town tomorrow.

I'll be gone a couple days, maybe longer.

-Okay, I'll send it over.

You wanna tell me what's going on?

-Yeah, I been talking to the head

of the Organized Crime Unit over the last few months.

-You made a deal without talking to me?

-Yeah. But the point is...

now there's a guy who knows about this.

He's threatening to expose me,

so you gotta find me a name.

Two hundred grand bonus if you find it by tonight.

-What guy is this?

You got a name for me?

-No, he's a senior intelligence officer's all I know.

-Is he in the Organized Crime Unit?

-I don't know.

We're trying to find out.

You got a way in there?

-I got a couple of friends who do.

Alright, let me work on it, see what I can do.

-Gimme that paper.

[tense music]

-Excuse me, Senator.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

-Sorry, Inspector, the Senator's pressed for time.

She's trying to catch a plane.

-I know, I'm sorry.

I would've made an appointment but I was

led to believe you were still in Ottowa.

-That's alright.

I have a few minutes.

-I don't know if you're aware, if your aide

has been keeping you up to date or not

on the Dick Royden situation.

-Yes, she has.

I understand you have some concerns

about whether or not you'll be able to turn him.

-Actually, my concerns have gone beyond that.

I'm concerned he's gonna end up

as the head of the agency out here.

[chuckles]

-I don't think I'm gonna let that happen.

-It's already happening.

I believe Royden has the backing of the Deputy Minister

and he's the one calling most of the shots,

isn't that right?

You can't prevent it.

You can only advise him, yes?

No offense, but the Minister is the only one

who can override the decision.

-What are you asking?

-Ask the Minister to sideline him immediately.

-Alright.

I'll take your request up with the Minister

and see what he says.

-Thank you.

Aide: How's your operator doing?

-Fine.

-Good, let me know how it goes.

-I really don't appreciate your interference.

-That's my job.

That's what they pay me to do.

-I know what your job is.

[ringing]

-Hey.

Jimmy: Alex, it's Jimmy.

-Hey, Jim.

-Gonna head on down to Seattle,

you wanna come up there and meet me tomorrow

or the day after?

You can bring the money, we can talk.

-Sure, yeah.

Where you gonna be staying?

-I'll let you know.

Just bring the money.

Don't show up without it.

-I'll be there.

-He's bringing the money.

-Ronnie: Good.

-Gentlemen.

-Can you sit on some of our cash for a while?

We need safe storage.

It's not a deposit, it's a stash.

-Yeah, of course, nobody needs to know.

How much do you have?

-50 mil.

-Okay, is it clean?

-Dirty.

If the Bahama Bank deal goes down,

this is the money we're gonna use.

Your vault's fireproof, right?

-Yeah, right.

Okay, tell ya what we're gonna do.

We're gonna put it in boxes,

we'll label it as documents of some kind or another.

Now, when do you wanna do this?

-As soon as we can.

Now.

-Okay, tell ya what.

Why don't you send it on over after hours, okay?

I'll go down the vault personally, stay late.

-Whenever you want to go?

-Sometime tonight.

-Okay, you just call me, I'll be there.

Alright?

[tense music]

[ringing]

-Altman.

-[Williams On Phone] We're on our way.

-What's the story?

-Reardon's coming down to pick up the cash.

Alex agreed to meet him in Seattle,

so we're gonna go up there early and set things up.

-Altman On Phone: When's this?

-Gonna be tomorrow or the next day.

-Beautiful.

I'll see ya there.

-I want you to hook up with my operator.

Send him over to check things out.

Take the temperature at the club.

-Yeah, will do.

[ringing]

Where are you?

-Watching the Chick A Dee.

Lots of coming and going.

-Yeah, um.

I'm worried he's getting ready to leave town.

Stay on him all the way.

[uptempo music]

-Okay, so apparently there's a shakeup

at the Organized Crime Unit going on.

The present head over there is your girl,

Mary Spalding, but she's being replaced

by an Inspector Altman.

-Altman?

-Altman. -Okay.

-Now, there's another guy taking over at CSIS.

Alright, some new guy.

Goes by the name of Royden.

-CSIS, why would they be involved?

-Eh, they been fighting with the OCU

over control of some of their operators,

so I don't know, maybe it's worth a look.

-Okay, you keep digging at this.

-Oh, I'm down the hole, boss.

[engine roaring] [tires squealing]

[tense music]

-Hey, Phil.

I got a couple names for you.

Check these out.

Ted Altman at the OCU.

Another guy from CSIS, Royden.

[tense music]

-Hey.

-Get on over to the Chick A Dee and tell

Reardon you got dope coming to town.

We heard he's ready to go down south.

See if you can confirm that for us.

-So I take my orders from you now?

-Yeah.

You got a problem with that?

-Look, if this is a chump I'm risking my life over, okay?

And I'm tired of taking orders from canuck

desk jockeys like you that don't have a clue.

I take my orders from the DEA man.

[chuckles]

-I don't wanna piss in your soup, cool bro,

but I know who you are.

You're not DEA.

You're a two-time loser who cut a deal

and gets a hard on playing both sides.

You wanna continue working freelance

this side of the line tax free?

You're gonna be listening either to me

or the tax man

and you don't want Kaylor revving you on your ass.

It's like athlete's foot.

Remember Al Capone and 1812 baby.

[uptempo music]

-Okay, where do you want 'em?

-One on the bed, one in the bathroom.

Here we go.

Sleek leather.

I bet that watch he wears is a knock-off.

That bed gets a lot of action.

Make sure it's secure.

Oh.

-You got something?

[mumbling]

[knocking]

Relax, it's just the boss.

-We got anything?

-Bad news, squared.

These are CSIS reports describing

the informants you recruited.

We only got those from [mumbles].

-No doubt.

-Got Reardon, Katarina, Bingham, Singh.

All unnamed, but it's probably only a matter of time

before he figures out who they all are.

Seems to make extensive notes about Bingham in particular.

-Why Bingham?

He's a minor player.

-Maybe he knows Bingham's been working with the DEA

officer in the Falcone guns for dope deal.

Wants to make sure that that never comes out.

-Could be, god knows.

It's probably a taste of what's to come.

-And finally, a letter of introduction

from the Deputy Minister for Security and Intel

on some Phancy letterhead.

It says Royden's going to be appointed

head of CSIS, Asia-Pacific Region

and everybody should start kissing his ass.

Or, words to that effect.

-We're ready to roll.

[mysterious music]

-You should drop out of sight for a while.

Take your mother and your daughter

and whatever funds you can take along.

-What's happened?

-It's possible that I'm going to removed from my job.

I won't be able to guarantee your protection.

-Does this have to do with Royden?

-Yes.

It's probably best if you don't see him again.

I'm doing what I can, but it doesn't look good

at the moment.

Just pack your bags and be ready to leave.

-Yeah, pack my bags and be ready to leave.

That's the story of my life.

I was hoping maybe all that was over.

-I know, I'm sorry.

-Don't worry about me.

I always land on my feet.

Or my back more likely.

-Be ready.

-Always.

-I want to put out some counter-spin,

some mis-information.

I want everybody to know that we're worried

about the Disciples and that they're spreading rumors.

If it hits the street that I'm a rat,

I want everybody already thinking that it's the Disciples.

They're putting out some bullshit spin

to hurt our business.

-Yeah, that's a good idea right there.

-What's happening with Phan?

-Supposed to meet him later.

-Okay, I want to keep him distracted.

I don't want him going off on Dante.

-I'll keep him occupied.

-And stay close to Ronnie while I'm gone.

Keep his temper in check.

-Yeah, for sure.

You know where you're gonna be?

-The Westin Grand in Seattle.

-Westin Grand.

-Hey, Jimmy up here?

-Hey, talk to me baby, what's up?

-Well, I got the leak coming in.

-When?

-Well, tomorrow or the next day.

When do you want it?

-Hey, why don't you sit around a couple days?

I'll buy you a beer, come on.

-Rene: What's going on, man?

-I got the cash stacked up, ready to go.

Boys are gonna load it up.

-Alright.

Hey, are you good with Hogarty sittin' on the cash?

-Well, you got Tino watching him, right?

-Yeah, but it's your call.

I could easily stash it at the shipyard.

-Bank vault.

You hear from anybody who this guy is ratted you out?

-Naw, just a couple names so far.

I'm trying to narrow it down.

-Hey buck up, boy, we been through a lot worse than this.

-I don't know how much more I can take.

-You gotta good lawyer.

He's gonna get us the guy's name

and then it's sayonara, baby.

-Yeah.

-Alright, what's wrong?

-You're going to take a holiday for a few weeks.

-I can't, I can't take a holiday.

I got all these deals cookin'.

I've never been this hot, I mean, on fire.

Falcone's on my neck.

He wants his guns moved.

My diamond play's back on.

I got this little legit thing that's blowin' up, go figure.

I can't walk away from this.

I mean, I'm just gettin' on top.

-Listen to me.

You're in danger of being exposed as an informant.

I may be losing my job,

and I won't be able to protect your anonymity anymore.

-Oh, Jesus.

When's this gonna happen?

-Any time now.

Grab whatever cash you can, get out of town.

-You promised you could protect me.

-Things change.

-I don't have any cash.

All I got is on the F-com.

Nobody's paying me anything right now.

You gotta help me out, here, come on, can you?

-You're gonna have to make do on your own for a while.

It may all blow over.

-It may all blow over.

Jesus, you people.

You fuck with me and when I cooperate, it just gets worse.

You know, you're looking at a lawsuit if this comes out.

-Just get out of town.

I'll call you when it all calms down.

-Let me know when it's all tucked in, safe and sound.

-Yeah, no worries, of course.

Hey, Gloria.

-Hello, Johnny.

-I caught your act, you were awesome.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

-Wow, pay attention.

We gotta be able to get at this cash 24/7, right?

-24/7, no worries.

It'll be in the vault, okay, just give me a call.

-Nobody else knows about this.

-Nobody knows.

-You breathe a word of this to anybody,

I'm gonna put you through the shredder.

-Oh, Ronnie, please, come on.

Life is beautiful, huh?

The girls are beautiful.

Don't worry.

[ringing]

-Yes.

-It's Richard.

-[Katarina Over Phone] Hello, Richard.

-I was hoping we could have dinner tomorrow evening.

-I'm sorry, I believe I have

another appointment for tomorrow.

-Oh, uh, can you possibly get out of it?

I'm leaving town tomorrow for a few days

and I'd love to see you before I go.

-Yeah I'd love to see you, too.

Let me make a call, see if I can rearrange things.

-[Richard Over Phone] I look forward to seeing you.

-Me too.

-Hello, Ted.

How are you?

-Oh, can't complain.

Yourself?

-Oh, looks as though I'm gonna be taking over at CSIS,

so, I can't complain, either.

-Congratulations.

Huh, when's this gonna happen?

-Probably within the next week or so.

-You concerned about Mary's uh,

has that been taken care of?

-It is.

You still interested in taking over Mary's job

as head of the OCU?

-I am, yes sir.

-Good, I think that's gonna happen.

-Fantastic.

Is uh, is Mary aware?

-I think she's probably putting two and two

together about now, but you're not to leak any of this.

-Mum's the word.

Anything I can do to help things along?

-Yes, um.

One thing you could do for me is to put me in touch

with a Randy Bingham, do you know who he is?

-Yeah, he's a local stockbroker.

I believe he's dabbling in some gunrunning.

Not a major player.

-He's an informant of yours, yes?

-I believe we have an arrangement of some kind [mumbles].

-I'd like to take a meeting.

Can you arrange that?

-Probably.

-As soon as possible.

-Ahem.

I'll see if I can't chase him down.

-Good.

I look forward to working together.

I think we're gonna do great things.

-Me, too.

Thanks for the confidence.

-Get back to me as soon as possible

on that Bingham thing.

-Will do.

[uptempo music]

-Excuse me, ladies.

You and your boys come in here again,

they're not gonna be nice and friendly about it.

-Dante ain't gonna be happy about this, Mike.

-Well, you tell Dante to lick my boots, alright?

This is my club and you guys aren't

working it anymore, alright?

-We'll be back.

Yo punk ass.

-Yeah, well, let's make a date, man.

Tell me when.

Hey bro, what's up?

-What's all that about?

-Oh, it's the Disciples, man.

They're like mushrooms.

-You gotta be careful, there, Mike.

We got real problems.

-Yeah, and they gotta learn not to come in here anymore.

They probably had some arrangement with the last dickhead.

-Yeah.

I gotta talk to you about a couple things.

I may be leaving town for a couple days.

You gotta be ready to pull up stakes.

-What are you talking about, man?

I can't leave.

What's going on?

-I got somebody threatening to put it out there

that I been cooperating with the Feds.

-Oh, shit.

I knew that shit was gonna kick back on us.

-You hear anything about it, you just say

it's the Disciples badmouthing us, okay?

You gotta be cool and you gotta keep your head down

and you gotta play by the rules for a little while.

Alright?

I don't need you going around provoking anybody.

-I understand.

-You hear anything about the Disciples comin' back,

you talk to me about it.

I'll get Bob to handle it.

-How long you going for?

-Coupla days, maybe a week.

If I'm gone any longer than that, I'll let you know.

Alright?

You'll hear it from me.

Just be cool, eh huh?

I need you there for everybody if the shit

starts hittin' the fan.

I don't need a wildcard in the game.

-Okay, I'm gonna hold it down right here, alright?

You be careful, man.

[uptempo music]

-So, the Senator spoke to the Minister about Royden.

It's a no-go.

You're not to do anything at all

to alert Mr. Royden or cause any suspicion

to the fact that he's under investigation.

-They're gonna let an American agent

be appointed head of our intel service?

-For now.

-Do you have any idea how much damage that could cause?

-The Minister would apparently prefer

that we have undeniable proof that he's

acting for the Americans before we make any rash moves.

We have friendly relations with the U.S. right now.

We don't want anything to put that off course.

-You wanna talk about friendly relations?

He's been in direct communication on a daily basis

with an attache at the American Embassy,

relaying the substance of conversations

and meetings he's had with the Deputy Minister of S and I.

-You have evidence of that?

-I have copies of the e-mails.

-I'd like to see those.

-Alright, I'll send 'em over.

-Senator's also asked me to tell you

that she regrets to inform you that you've been relieved

of your responsibilities on this investigation.

-Right.

-Any further investigation of Mr. Royden

is gonna be done by someone without

an obvious conflict of interest.

-I'm trying to prevent an American

from infiltrating our spy service.

Where's the conflict?

-You're up for the same job.

-At this point, I don't give a shit about the job.

-Well, good to know.

In the meantime, you're not to do anything at all

to alarm Mr. Royden and you're gonna turn

your operator over into my control.

-To your control?

-That's right.

-Good luck.

I'm not turning over any of my operators to anybody.

-Well, then I have to say that I can't see

you remaining on this job for very much longer.

Anything that you have on Royden,

including those e-mails, I'm gonna need those.

-I'll have to get that to you later.

-Not too much later.

Tomorrow morning.

[melancholy music]

[knocking]

-Hey.

I was, uh, looking for Tina.

-I think she's coming in a little later.

Can I give her a message?

-Um, I was actually going to

give her something.

I don't know if you'd like a little taste.

I'm sure she wouldn't mind sharing.

[muffled beat music]

[tense music]

[knocking]

-Are we up on Royden?

-Yes, ma'am.

Nothing happening, except a bad case of apnea.

I'm surprised somebody hasn't put a pillow over him.

-Too much to hope for.

-I suppose.

-Bad news.

The investigation of Royden has been taken out of my hands.

-Well, that's not good.

-No.

It means I'm probably going to be gone very shortly.

-Well, that's a major disaster, ma'am.

-Yes, it is.

Which is why I'm considering a desperate measure.

May I run it by you?

-Please.

-What do you think would happen if someone

informed American intelligence that he'd been discovered?

-You mean, if we outed him?

-Yeah.

[sighs]

-I imagine they'd either remove him immediately

to avoid the embarrassment of exposure,

or they encourage him to stay on, allow himself

to be turned and become a double agent.

-Right.

Either way, we win.

-That's a very good idea.

You'll have to have it leaked from a source

that they think's reliable.

-I think I can do that.

-Well, pull the trigger, ma'am.

Pull the trigger.

[tense music]

-Thank you.

-What's happening?

-Oh, same old thing.

-What are we up on?

-Some small time joker trying to sell seed

patents to the Chinese.

[chuckling]

-I'm about to be bumped up the ladder.

-When?

-Any day now.

[tense music]

-Hello Eddie.

-[Eddie Over Phone] Hey, Mary, what's going on?

-I need your help on a little something.

-Yeah, sure.

-Mary Over Phone: Do you have somebody

you can call in the CIA?

-Mary, what's this about?

-We've discovered an American mole

who's about to be promoted to the top job.

We'd like to have him removed.

-[Eddie Over Phone] Okay.

[tense music]

-You should just give me this guy's name

and let me take care of it.

-I can't have people killed.

-People will be killed.

My people, my friends and family.

Maybe it's just your people can't be.

-I think I have a solution.

-I sure fuckin' hope so.

-I'm gonna have him removed before he can expose you.

-You're not givin' me much confidence, here.

-Just give me a chance to sort it out.

-You should just be givin' me his name.

Or maybe I should blow up the whole joint,

hope I get the right guy in the crowd.

-Don't threaten me.

-I don't hear from you in the next couple days,

I'm gonna do whatever takes it protect my people, alright?

[engine zooming]

-Ed Forrest.

-Man Over Phone: How's life treatin' ya, Ed?

Makin' any money up there?

-Yeah, makin' good money.

Lot of money to be made freelancing.

You should think about coming to work for me.

I'll double your salary.

-You're so full of shit.

What can I do for ya?

-I'm givin' ya a big heads up, here, man.

You know I was workin' up in Vancouver for a while, right?

-Okay.

-I'm saying there was some people

from the Organized Crime Unit.

They let slip they discovered one of yours up here,

infiltrating their spy unit.

-Holy shit.

Which one?

-Which one?

-Man Over Phone: Yeah, I need a name.

-Richard Royden.

You better get him outta here before they pop him.

-I owe you one.

-[Eddie Over Phone] Yes, you do.

[tense music]

-Morning, Inspector.

-Mary: Morning.

-Mr. Royden has asked for a meeting.

-Mary: Whenever he's available.

-He asked that you come up when you can.

-Fine.

[ringing]

Yes?

-Alright, it's done.

Call the agency, the lines should be crackling.

-What was the reaction?

-I told him that you discovered him.

He asked me which one you'd found.

-Which one.

God.

Okay, thank you.

-Any word on who this guy is yet?

-Just a coupla names that Rene gave us,

but he's full of shit.

Can't count on that being accurate.

-Things change, eh, Jim?

-Yeah.

Listen man, I'm sorry.

I probably never should have started

talking to her in the first place.

-Sometimes you gotta get in bed with the enemy.

-We're gonna head over with the family.

We're stayin' at the Westin Grand.

-Alright, well, give that prick Alex

a slap on the head for me.

-Yeah, listen, money's in the bank?

-Yeah, money's in the bank.

-Tremblay's sittin' on Phan?

-Bob's keepin' it cool.

-Alright, well, I'm gonna head out.

Francine and Stella are coming down.

-You packin' a piece through the border?

-I'm gonna ask Alex to bring me something.

-It wouldn't hurt.

-Alright.

Call ya when, uh, after we check in.

-Alright, later.

-Yep.

[ringing]

[exotic music]

-Hey, Jim.

-Yeah.

You wanna bring me a piece when you come?

-Alex Over Phone: Any preference?

-Yeah, something small.

-Will do.

-See ya tonight.

-Call me when you're close.

-Jimmy: Hello.

-Hey, Dad.

-How you doin' honey?

-Good.

-Have breakfast?

-Nope.

-Maybe we can stop and grab something

before we hit the road.

-Shotgun.

-Guess I'm sitting in back.

-Yep.

Alright.

[ringing]

-Altman.

-They're packin' up, gettin' ready to roll.

-Who's he with?

-Man On Phone: I guess the wife and kid.

-Shit, his family.

Okay, stick tight.

Uh, tell Mary I'm taking a couple of sick days.

She can reach me on my cell if it's important.

-Will do.

Take care of yourself.

Thought you didn't look too well.

[knocking]

-Come in, Inspector, have a seat.

-Thank you.

-I suppose I should tell you before we get into it,

if you haven't already heard through the grapevine,

I'm going to be taking over here at CSIS.

-Congratulations.

I hadn't heard.

-Thank you.

I know you were one of the candidates for the job,

so, I know you must feel some disappointment,

but going forward, I'm hoping we can forge a

good working relationship.

-I hope for that, as well.

-To begin with, I'd like to see a much closer

relationship between the two services.

-That only makes sense.

-And to kick that off in the right direction,

I'd like to see those informant files

I requested a while ago.

-A lot of these relationships are based

on my personal assurances that these identities

wouldn't be revealed beyond myself,

or in some cases, their handlers and myself.

[ringing]

-I'm aware of that.

-Do you need to get that?

-No, go on.

-So, the protocol is I'd have to advise

the informants that I'd be sharing them with CSIS now

and we'd probably have to cut a lot of new deals

before I could pass those on.

-Of course.

Well, I look forward to hearing

how those negotiations go.

-I'll keep you posted.

And congratulations again.

-Yes, thank you.

-So, I spoke to Dante's sister.

She says it doesn't look good.

Dante thinks that you and Jim are involved

in the death of his nephew.

-She talking about taking us out, or what?

-She doesn't know.

She tell him to go slow, take it easy,

get some definite proof, but it doesn't look good.

-Okay.

Thank you.

-Maybe we should be leaving town, too.

-I got a feeling it's all gonna work out just fine.

You want to take a holiday?

Maybe go to Vegas for a coupla days?

-You comin' with me?

-You know I can't do that, I mean,

I got a club to run, business to take care of.

-Does leading a normal life have any appeal to you?

-What's normal?

You want me to open a corner store?

They got problems, too.

They got all the big stores trying to squeeze 'em out.

Everything is life and death, it's just, you know,

fast, slow.

We all gotta go.

-I don't know if want to live like this.

-What's that mean?

What, are you gonna walk?

You gotta bring that up now?

You couldn't pick a more inconvenient time.

-I'm serious.

-Jesus.

I gotta talk to Bob.

Alright, can we uh,

can we talk about this later?

-I don't know.

Maybe I'll be in Vegas.

-Let's take this upstairs.

-Got your I.D., right, honey?

-Stella: Uh huh.

-Okay.

You got your passport?

-Uh huh.

-We aren't smuggling anything, are we?

-What kind of question is that?

-I know what you do, Dad.

-Okay, look, I don't know what you heard

or where you heard it, but let's just

get through the border, alright?

We'll all sit down and have a little

family talk when we get to Seattle.

Okay?

Stella, okay?

-I want you to let Phan take Dante out.

-Come on, that's just begging for trouble.

-It's puttin' an end to some of it.

We let Phan take him out, he's gone.

He's out of our hair.

We had nothing to do with it.

-You know Jimmy doesn't want that.

-Look at the trouble Dante's given us.

He's the guy most likely's gonna go after Jim

if he hears about this.

The circumstances are right.

Phan wants blood, Jim's out of town,

we take the opportunity.

-Jimmy's gonna be pretty pissed.

-He's gonna be pissed,

and then he's gonna realize it was the right thing to do.

-Okay, Ron.

It's your call.

You say this is the thing to do.

-It's a preemptive thing.

-I understand.

Let me get started.

-Okay.

[exotic music]

-It's jammed.

It's not gonna fire, I had the firing pin removed.

It's harmless, see?

Now, he checks the clip, it's loaded,

but it will not fire.

See?

-You positive about that, right?

-I'm not gonna give you a gun

he might shoot somebody with.

Now, take it and put it in the toilet

where I showed you.

[tense music]

-This is it?

-Yeah, it's a sweet little setup.

Ex-CIA guy runs it.

Rents it out for plays like this.

You and I'll be across the street.

[engine zooming]

[tense music]

[dialing]

-He's here.

-How long you gonna be?

-Well, about a half an hour.

Maybe when I get back, we'll go for some seafood, okay?

-Okay, thanks.

-Call me when you're on your way.

-Stella: Be careful, Daddy.

-How's that feel?

-It's fine.

-Remember the table's wired.

We're gonna hear everything you say.

Okay, we're on, he's landed.

You stay cool.

-Yeah. -Come on.

[dramatic music]

-We got a name.

Royden, Fairmark Hotel.

[tense music]

-Royden, Fairmark Hotel.

Tonight.

-We're up in Royden's hotel room.

He's in there now.

-How the fuck can this happen?

Okay, thank you, I'll call you

when I want the meal sent up.

-Who's he on with?

-Somebody from Buffalo.

-Oh, Buffalo.

-Yeah, probably his handler.

-You sure about this?

What's the source?

-Man On Phone: He's reliable.

-Christ.

They say who was aware?

-Man On Phone: Someone in organized crime.

-Spalding.

Okay, well, let's just hang on then.

See how it plays out, 'cause that bitch

is gonna be gone one way or the other.

-Man On Phone: Game over, buddy.

We gotta pull you outta there.

Where are you now?

-At my hotel.

-Man Oh Phone: Stay there.

We'll send an advisor.

-He's done.

He's done, he's a goner.

Congratulations, ma'am.

-Let's get on over there and arrest him.

This is an admission.

Good work, boys.

-Keep your ears on, stay in touch.

[ringing]

-Hello?

-Where are you?

-I'm at a seafood diner on Pine and Third.

[knocking]

-[Royden Over Radio] Who is it?

-Man Over Radio: Room service.

[tense music]

[screaming]

-Yeah.

Man On Phone: Yeah, something's happening at the hotel.

Somebody screamed.

I heard a woman scream, okay?

[tense music]

-He was dead when I got here.

Swear to god, someone beat me to it.

[knocking]

-Hey.

You seen Tina?

-Wanna go dancing later?

-Do I what?

You crazy?

Do I wanna go dancing with all this shit raining down on us?

-Yeah.

-Have you seen Tina?

She's supposed to be on stage 20 minutes ago.

-I think she left with her banker dude.

-Tina, you see Hogarty?

-That prick?

He left with Gloria.

-Left?

Left where?

-I don't know.

He didn't even say goodbye.

-I can't wear this.

I can't, I can't wear this.

-Whoa, whoa, honey.

Come on, you gotta keep that on.

-No.

Come on, he can see the vest.

I mean, he can see the damn vest.

-He's refusing to wear the vest.

He's worried it's gonna show.

-That's his choice.

-Your choice.

-Thank you.

-Everybody's DEA or you got locals on it?

-DEA.

They're all my boys and girls.

Okay, we're green.

Alright, here he comes.

Everybody just play it up.

-So is, is everyone in, in here armed?

-Mmm hmmm.

You just try and relax, hon.

It's all gonna be short and sweet.

He's coming in now.

-How you doin'?

-Alex: Good.

-Bring the money?

-It's in the bag.

Two million American in hundreds.

-Better not be settin' me up.

-What are you talking about?

-If it's counterfeit, I'm gonna have to shoot you

with the piece you brought me.

[chuckles]

Where's the piece?

-It's in the can.

In the water tank.

I thought you'd wanna keep it separate.

The bag of money's all sealed up.

-So I can't check it?

-Come on, Jim.

So you can carry it all in one bag.

Wasn't easy crammin' it all in there.

-Did I hear him say he's got a gun for him?

-Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

It's been disarmed.

It can't fire.

If he pulls it, he's not gonna kill anybody.

Nobody'll ever know.

-Are you talking about killing him here?

-Yeah, it could happen.

-Look, you wanna just take the money out now or what?

-No.

I'll head to the can, you take the bag out.

We'll both get in my car.

-Cool.

-Jesus Christ, man.

You can't shoot the guy for smuggling weed.

I'm not up for that.

[ringing]

Yeah.

-Royden's dead.

Mary is still alive.

-Thank you.

He can't gun him down in cold blood.

Just arrest him, Jesus.

-No, nothing for me, thanks.

I'm not gonna eat, I gotta head out.

The wife and kid are talking, uh,

maybe gettin' back together.

-Whoa.

Beautiful.

[tense music]

-Hey, honey, how ya doin'?

-Good.

-You're beautiful.

I love you.

I'm sorry about the life that I lead.

-That's okay.

I love you anyway.

Do you wanna talk to Mom?

-[Jimmy Over Phone] Yeah.

-Mom, Dad wants to talk.

[exotic music]

-That was weird.

[beeping]

[ringing]

-Jimmy On Phone: Leave a message.

-Your problem is over.

You can come home now.

[exotic music]

-Ooh la la.

[chuckles]

He sounds kinda mushy.

-Hey babe.

What's the plan?

-I've always loved you.

You get out of that hotel room

and head home right now.

-Jimmy?

Jimmy, what's wrong?

What's happening?

Jimmy!