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[electronic beeping]

[overlapping electronic voices]

Jimmy: We need good intelligence.

[tense music] [siren wailing]

-Hey, look, man, I'm sorry, all right?

Was I speeding?

-What's your name?

-Mike Johnston.

-What are you doing out here, Mike?

You running some dope across the border?

-Hell no, man. What are you running some dope across the border?

Am I interrupting something here?

[blow landing] [Mike groaning]

[tense music]

-What's with the cuffs, Bob?

What's going on?

-Put him in Sweet's dressing room.

-What's the problem, man?

-The manhunt for the killer of a DEA agent continues.

James Reardon, a Canadian drug kingpin, is still being--

-Hey, Ronnie, what's up with Jimmy, what's going on?

-Let's talk about you and my money.

What the fuck do you think you're doing,

disappearing on me like that?

-Like what?

What is your problem, man?

I've still got your money.

Christ, you're paranoid!

-What did I tell you, you pimple ass?

[slap]

What did I tell ya?

I said be on call, right?

Be on call.

-I was with Gloria.

-You're pathetic.

What's the problem, John, huh?

You a coke fiend now?

-Yeah, I got a little problem, I think.

-No, you got a big problem.

You got a huge problem.

You're supposed to be our straight man,

and look at you!

You're running around chasing blow and pussy at your age.

-I apologize, okay?

Ronnie, please, okay?

I'm gonna get straight, okay, I promise, please, Ronnie.

You need me, okay? I'm your banker.

I'm your front man.

You need me! [tense music]

-Huh?

-Looks like we got somebody at the back door.

[Ted sighing]

[Ted clearing throat] [suspenseful music]

[car door slams]

[door slams]

-Is he back yet?

Did he make it across the line?

-We haven't heard.

-Hey.

Go sit on him.

Thank you.

-Yeah.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

[smooching] [suspenseful music]

[water splashing] [suspenseful music]

Officer: You wanna tell me who you really are?

-If you hadn't kicked the shit out of me,

I might be able to remember.

-You think just 'cause you're Jimmy Reardon's brother

you're protected or something.

-You wanna tell me who you really are?

Why don't you tell me your name?

I'll show you how connected I am.

-Aiding a fugitive is a heavy charge, Mike.

This is gonna send you back to prison for a long time.

-What do I gotta do to get from under it?

-Tell us where your brother is right now.

And we can help you out.

-Go, Jimmy, go! [laughing] [tense music]

[rustling] [tense music]

[beeping] [tense music]

Mary: Thank you.

-It's been a pleasure. I hope we can do this again.

-I hope so, too.

Thanks again.

[smooch]

-I'll be in touch.

-Good night. -Good night.

[engines rumbling]

[engines rumbling] [water splashing]

[phone ringing]

-Yeah?

-Coming home.

Our summer place.

Ronnie: He's coming home.

[engines rumbling]

-I was just watching the tube.

They got your brother in custody.

-Charge him with anything?

-No, there was no details.

-I'm outside the courthouse right now

waiting for Francine and Stella.

FBI interviewed Francine,

but I think they're releasing her now.

What do you want me to do?

-Tell them I'm okay and I'll talk to them later.

What's the story with Mike?

-Well, he's in custody up there.

Still trying to speak to him.

-All right, well, you let me know when you get back home.

Lorna: Morning.

-Who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

-Lorna, I'm Raoul's niece, visiting for the summer.

It's okay, I know who you are.

-Is there anybody else here?

-No.

You want breakfast?

-Yeah.

Breakfast would be good, thanks.

[suspenseful music]

-Sorry, man.

Raoul didn't say anything about her being here.

[suspenseful music]

-They're holding Mike Reardon in the cells

down in Cloverdale, they ran him down on the board at 3am.

-I thought you had Mike under surveillance.

-We did.

He slipped under it.

-Any sign of the brother?

-No.

It took them awhile to figure out who Mike was,

so they're just starting their search.

The FBI was chasing Reardon's cell phone south.

Turns out it was in the back of a pickup truck.

Mary: Did he cross over into Canada?

-Yeah, they're assuming he's in the country now, yeah.

The FBI is getting antsy,

they want to know what the brother's given us.

You want me to interview him?

-Not much point in that.

Mike's not gonna give anything up.

Give them a call and ask them to hold him

until we can get surveillance in place.

But you were gonna find somebody

to get inside the Chick A Dee.

How's it going?

-I'm hoping I can hang some wire inside the Dee sometime.

I'm still trying to figure the logistics.

[tense music]

-Good morning.

-Morning.

[beeping]

Who are those from?

-I didn't look.

[tense music]

Yeah, I need to speak to Ronnie Delmonico.

-Got you guys in the stadiums,

I got you the best possible placement for these bank machines.

Now I'm getting complaints

you can't keep the machines loaded!

You got two down, you gotta keep 'em serviced!

-I'm gonna take care of the machines.

Everything is gonna roll along just like usual.

-All right, I hope so.

-Just got a call from some woman, said she's Jimmy's good friend.

You should call her on this number from a safe phone.

She needs to talk to him.

-Hey.

Sorry I took you for granted like I did.

-Apology accepted.

-It ain't gonna get better anytime soon

with all this shit coming down.

But I need you around to help me out.

Can you stay?

-We'll see how it works out.

Better make that call.

[phone dialing] [tense music]

[phone ringing] [tense music]

-This is Ron.

-You know who this is?

[Ronnie Over phone] Yeah.

What can I do for you?

-If you speak to him, tell him to call me.

-I haven't heard anything.

-If you do, tell him I can help.

-I'll have to get back to you.

-You have the number, the sooner the better.

[knocking]

-How was your dinner with the Inspector General?

-Very nice, thank you.

It seems they've had a change of mind

regarding my qualifications for CSIS.

I've been temporarily posted to the Asia Pacific Region.

-Congratulations, ma'am.

Well-deserved and well-earned.

-Thank you.

And I'd like second you to come over with me.

Any interest?

-I'd... I'd be honored.

Do they know upstairs?

-Not yet.

I'm about to give Mr. Mallaby the news.

-May I watch?

-Of course.

-Thank you.

[water rushing]

-Stay here as long as you like, Jim.

Great little hidey-hole, always has been.

Nobody ever comes this side of the island.

-Except your niece.

That would've been good to know.

-Here we go.

There's more if you want.

-Thanks.

-Listen, she's a good kid.

She's having some problems at home

with the mother, you know?

Had to go to the city to find her.

Brought her out here to get her straightened out.

She knows what's what.

If you don't want her around...

-Better she stays until we leave.

Raoul: Your call.

-You better go gas up the boat,

make sure we're ready to fly.

-You got it.

[birds singing] [water rushing]

-Things are gonna be pretty rough for awhile.

-I know.

-We should probably get you up-country.

I was thinking maybe Doug's ranch.

Pretty isolated up there.

-You need to keep an eye on Ronnie.

He's gonna have his hands full now.

There's gonna be people coming at him hard.

They're gonna be watching that club night and day.

-We'll get you settled first.

Back to town, help him out.

Jimmy: All right.

[phone ringing]

Bob: Yeah?

John: I apologize.

-Apology doesn't cut it.

I want my money back.

Today.

Ronnie, you're overreacting.

You're under a lot of pressure.

I understand, Jimmy's on your mind,

but you are really overreacting!

-Oh, you think I'm overreacting?

A guy sits on 50 million of my cash,

disappears off the face of the earth,

and you think I'm overreacting?

You sure these are the right keys?

-The money has been in the vault the whole time.

Okay?

We are on the verge of a very big deal here.

You need that offshore bank.

Let's move on, let's just get on with it.

-Look at you.

Your goddamn nose is bleeding, you're a mess.

You think I'm going to trust you to do the offshore deal?

-Ronnie, please.

I've gotta be at work in 15 minutes.

I swear on my wife and my kids

that I will not mess this up.

I am done, it's over, I have had my fun.

-You make one slip, you fart at the wrong time,

I'm gonna have Bob take care of you.

-I swear on my wife and my kids, Ronnie.

-Go.

And when I call, you answer.

-Yeah.

[engines rumbling]

-Maybe we should take you home.

I can call you, keep you posted.

-Wait in the car for a few minutes

while I go in and talk to Ronnie about your dad.

Okay, hon?

-I'll stay with her.

That cool, Stell?

-Yeah.

-You know, your dad's gonna come out of this just fine, Stella.

I give you my word.

-He's okay.

We got him tucked away.

-Where is he?

I want to see him.

-I don't think that's a good idea.

I think we just keep contact to a minimum

until we can figure things out.

-Don't tell me I can't see him.

-I'm sorry, not now, not yet.

We just gotta settle things,

make sure he's safe and secure.

Just take it easy for a few days.

-Why are you being such an asshole?

Do you know what I just went through?

They had a gun at Stella's head.

They had a gun at my head,

and you're telling me to take it easy?

I just want to talk to him.

-They're gonna be watching you, Francine.

They're going to be watching everybody, looking for any sign of contact.

Please, be reasonable here.

-Why do you treat me like this?

Why do you always try and keep us apart?

-That's not right, Frankie.

You know that's not right.

-What's going on, you think this is your big opportunity

to take over like you always wanted?

-Don't be stupid. -Who knows?

Maybe it was you-- -Don't be stupid, Frankie.

-Who sold him-- -Don't talk shit.

-Don't call me stupid!

You'd be shining shoes on Hastings without Jimmy.

-You've been through a big thing.

Let's just get something for your nerves.

[door slamming]

You keep your mouth shut, Frankie!

-The DEA agent was shot in the throat

and died instantly.

The second victim was shot in the back

and also died on the scene.

-Reardon shot them.

-Uh-huh.

-What sort of weapon was Reardon using?

-The witnesses describe a nine millimeter.

Ted: And the DEA, what do they use?

-Also nine mil.

-Huh.

Any other ballistic evidence? -Not that I'm aware of.

-No chance of it being a sympathetic fire situation?

-Not according to the agents' statements.

They all describe Reardon having pulled his gun,

and fired at the informant seated opposite.

-Have you recovered that weapon?

Kyle: No.

-You've heard we have the brother in custody?

I don't know how long we'll be able to hold him

but we're not going to get anything out of him in any case.

-I think we can safely assume

that he was expecting Reardon at the border,

and that he crossed over sometime last night or today.

We've got surveillance on a few close associates

and the nightclub where he and his partner,

Ronnie Delmonico, run the business.

-What are your instincts on where he is?

-He owns a fleet of ships and a couple of planes,

which he uses to service a network

of smugglers and growers all over

the southern part of the province

and the Gulf islands, so he's probably gone to ground for,

maybe forever, if you can make those charges stick.

-If the charges do stick,

do you predict a problem with extradition?

-Not from us.

The Justice Department might have some concerns.

-We'll worry about that later.

What's next?

-The Inspector, organizing a raid on the nightclub.

-Yeah, we probably won't get anything,

but we're gonna use the opportunity

to plant some wire inside.

-Any chance I can come along for the ride?

-That's up to the Inspector.

[Ted sighing]

-Sure, yeah. Uh... glad to have you.

Uh... let me just find out how far along we are on that.

Anyway, good to meet you.

Kyle: Likewise, thanks for your help.

[door slamming]

-Congratulations on your promotion.

Don't expect me to kiss your ass.

-Take a number.

-I hear the Yanks offed their own man

while you had him under surveillance.

-Good night, Woody.

-[Newscaster Over Radio] The search for the accused

Canadian suspect, James Reardon,

in the drug-related homicide of a Seattle DEA agent

has now turned to--

[suspenseful music drowns out newscaster]

Bob: You never tell anyone you met us.

-You can trust me.

-Yeah?

But I don't.

[tense music]

-Mom!

-Jim Over phone: Did you get hurt?

-No, just scared.

-All right, listen.

I don't have a lot of time to talk here

but you're probably gonna be hearing

a lot of things about me, Stella,

some of which are true,

but I want you to know I didn't shoot anybody.

-I know.

Mom needs to talk to you.

[tense music]

-Are you safe?

Jim Over phone: Yeah, yeah, I'm safe.

-Can I see you?

-No, not yet. -When?

-I don't know, I really--

-[Francine Over phone] I've got a bad feeling about Ronnie.

-Come on inside. -Why?

-[Francine Over phone] He's been acting real strange.

I have this terrible feeling

that he had something to do with this,

or he knows something about who did.

He's always wanted to run things.

-No, no, don't worry about Ronnie, okay?

I need you to be calm and just be taking care of business.

You've gotta be aware of the fact

that you're gonna be watched for quite a while here.

Just carry the ball.

-I will.

-I'm counting on you.

[phone beeps]

[somber music]

-Regarding my appointment here,

there's no need for anybody

to start leaping out the windows.

I want everybody upstairs to know

I'm not making any wholesale changes.

I'm here in a probationary situation,

and I'm not planning on rocking the boat.

Nobody's getting turfed out,

and I am not going to be taking over the corner office.

You can tell your analysts

that their day-to-day won't change all that much,

with the exception that I would like to see

a daily report from the heads of each section.

So for the time being, it's status quo.

And if I didn't mention it before,

my condolences regarding the death of Mr. Royden.

I know you two were close.

The circumstances are being investigated as a homicide.

-Am I privy to any details?

-At this point, no.

When I get approval from the Inspector General,

you'll be informed.

-Congratulations on your promotion, Inspector.

-Thank you.

-Congratulations.

Will you be moving upstairs anytime soon?

No, I don't need to be stuck in the middle of the analysts.

I'll be keeping my offices downstairs until further notice.

Please feel free to visit me anytime.

[door slamming]

[doorbell buzzing]

Dante: How you doing, honey?

-Okay, and you?

-So what's going on? You hear anything?

-I got no clue. Ronnie's upstairs.

-We should be looking for someplace long-term for him to go.

Bob wants him to go up north, I'm sorry,

I don't agree.

-We got a big backyard here in BC.

He doesn't have to go anywhere.

He's safer here.

We don't have the death penalty.

-I've got a lot of friends in Costa Rica.

-If he's here, it's gonna be a lot easier

for me to stay in contact with him than Costa Rica.

-Things have changed.

He's not the same anymore.

-I'll look into Costa Rica, then.

-Dante's here.

-Hey, Ronnie, how we doing?

-All right.

You know Phil?

-What do we know? Is he alive or dead?

-How can I help you?

-You tell me who the rat is

so I can take care of it for you.

-Alex Morgan out of Portland.

-Just him?

-That's all we know so far.

-I wouldn't advise making any moves in that direction.

-Somebody's got to take care of this, am I right?

The Disciples have concerns here.

We're in business together,

so it affects us if you have a rat in the pipe.

-I understand, and it will happen at the right time.

-The guy who ratted Jimmy out is being held in custody.

-He's in custody and that makes me nervous.

How much does he know?

-He's limited in his dealings with us.

You shouldn't be affected.

-I can get to him.

-Okay, keep you in mind.

-By the way, I hear a couple of bank machines

been sitting empty the last couple days.

You might want to get on that.

-I'm on it.

Thanks for dropping by.

-You tell Jimmy that I'm here

if he needs something you can't provide.

Take it easy.

Good luck.

-Those bank machines are gonna kill me.

-Morning.

[smooching] [soft music]

I hope you don't mind.

I wanted to meet somewhere out of the limelight.

-This is very nice.

[Inspector General] How did Mr. Mallaby take the news?

-Suitably pissed.

-I spoke to Ogawa this morning.

They're delighted to have you on board.

There will be a few hoops to jump through,

but nothing serious.

-Good to hear.

-Have you heard from the Americans about their demo?

-No, nothing.

[Inspector General] Nothing at my end, either.

-Local homicide is threatening to go to the press.

-Shall I intervene?

-No.

I believe I can call it a matter of national security

and seal the file.

-I agree. Go ahead.

-Thank you.

-And I also agree that... government is probably riddled

with American agents of various degrees,

and I think you and I should spend some time

mapping a strategy to deal with it.

It's the sort of thing, Mary, that brings down governments,

so we'll have to be discreet.

[tranquil music] [water rushing]

-You look exactly like your grandfather.

-You said before you know who I am.

Raoul tell you?

-I lived in Vancouver.

Everybody knows who you are.

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.

Your watch dog already warned me.

[tense music]

-I talked to Doug.

He's gonna make arrangements

for you to come up to the ranch.

He's got two good security guys there,

and we could land on the lake,

and he's got a chopper handy if we need it.

We fly out of here tomorrow morning

and he'll pick us up around Rupert.

-It's in the middle of nowhere.

I won't be able to see my kid.

I'll go crazy in the woods there.

-It's the way it's gotta be, Jim.

-Jesus Christ.

I'd be better off in prison.

[Jimmy sniffing]

I can't live like that.

-I've been talking to Phil about it.

He thinks you should move to Costa Rica.

[Jimmy scoffing]

Eventually you can even move Francine and Stella down there.

-No, that's no place for a kid.

-You really want to disappear,

we could put a plane down in the ocean.

We get caught in bad weather, the plane goes down.

Whatever you decide,

we've still gotta get you out of here tomorrow.

[tense music]

[knocking]

-Get me a deep backgrounder on the Inspector General, yeah?

-Yeah, ma'am.

-That includes his marital status.

[phone ringing] [tense music]

-The raid is on for tonight at the club.

-Thank you. [tense music]

[phone ringing]

Mr. Coombs, please.

-This is Phil.

-This is Inspector Spalding of CSIS.

I need to speak with your client immediately.

Phil Over phone: I'll pass on that message, if I can.

-I need to hear his version of events,

if he expects any help from me,

and I need to hear it from him firsthand.

-I'll pass on the message.

[tense music]

-We're cash poor right now, Ron.

We got a ton of dope on hand, but we're low on cash.

-Start flipping it out, fast.

And give anybody with any up-front cash a real price break.

-You sure you want to do that?

I mean, with Jimmy on the run,

I thought we should just lay low,

just be sitting on the weed until we find

if that guy Morgan's the only rat in the organization.

-Did you hear what I just said?

I need cash flow.

[muffled club music]

[engine rumbling, tires crunching]

-Everybody's in position.

And go.

-Go!

Move!

Everybody down on the ground!

[tense music] [shouting]

Get down on the ground now! [glass shattering]

[club music]

[club music] -Shut the music off.

[gun cocking] [club music]

Turn the music off. [club music]

Turn the fucking music off!

[record scratching]

Thank you.

We have warrants to search and seize whatever we feel like tonight,

so everybody just shut the fuck up and stay put.

-Can I see it?

I'd like to see the warrant, please.

[blow landing]

[tense music] [footsteps]

[glass shattering] [tense music]

[objects clattering] [tense music]

-You've been in contact?

Ronnie: No.

-When was the last time you saw or spoke to him?

-That'd be a couple of days ago.

-Ted: Where was he then?

-Right here in the club.

Ted: You haven't spoken to him in that time?

-No.

-All right, take him out.

Strip search him. [tense music]

Bring her in.

What's your name?

-Allison.

Ted: What do you do here?

-I'm a dancer.

-You know Jimmy Reardon?

-We've met.

Ted: When was the last time you saw or spoke to him?

-I don't know, a couple of weeks ago.

-Take her out.

Strip search her. [tense music]

-I object to the strip searches.

Your warrant is for information

regarding the whereabouts of James Reardon.

-Maybe somebody has his number up their ass.

Maybe it's up yours. [tense music]

-You're Mr. Reardon's attorney.

Phil: Yeah, that's right.

-Kyle Weathers, FBI, I believe I spoke to you

in Seattle when Mrs. Reardon was released.

-That's right.

This is unnecessary, this is just harassment, okay?

There's nobody here that knows anything

about where Mr. Reardon is.

He hasn't been in contact with anyone.

-You haven't spoken to him lately?

-If I had, that's client-attorney privilege.

-What you spoke about, I want to know where he is.

-I have no idea.

Kyle: Is that right?

[tense music]

-Okay, that's illegal, too.

-Drop your pants.

[tense music]

[knocking]

Bob: They just raided the Chick A Dee.

-I guess it's gonna be like that for awhile.

Just gonna keep coming and harassing Ronnie,

trying to hurt the business.

-I heard from Phil earlier.

Says he got a call from your friend in the spy services.

Said she wants to talk to you, says she can help.

-What do you think?

-Can't hurt.

Wanna know what she's thinking.

-Okay.

-Phil also says Dante came by the club,

putting the pressure on Ronnie

to deal with his rat problem.

Says Ronnie's feeling the heat.

-Set me up a meeting with Ronnie.

I want to see him before I go.

-Kinda risky.

-Gotta see him.

-Okay. Good night.

[somber music]

-Back then, it was all about the Russians,

before the USSR collapsed.

These days, of course, it's all about the Chinese.

In awhile, the Americans have managed

to slide any number of people

into senior ministry positions.

Not so much cloak and dagger types

as bureaucratic collaborators.

You know, passing along policy papers,

estimates of oil reserve, the wheat yield,

economic intel of costs lately,

water, the Northwest Passage and Arctic sovereignty.

-You make it sound rather hopeless.

-Nobody seems to care.

-Except you do.

-You can call me sentimental, if you like.

But I think this country is worth saving.

What's not already gone on the auction block, of course.

-There was a ring on this finger when we first met.

[chuckling]

-Yes.

-It's not that I wouldn't mind a little distraction,

and you're fairly distracting,

but you have to know I have a very short attention span

for married men.

[chuckling]

Woman On TV: Enjoy the hot weather now, because--

Man On TV: Bottom of the eighth...

Looks like a walk in the park for the Mariners.

[tense music drowns out TV announcer]

Got a rain delay that kept the teams in the dugouts

for an hour and 20 minutes.

That didn't seem-- [clicking]

[tense music]

-You're leaving early in the morning.

-It's looking that way.

-So chances are I'm never going to see you again.

-Probably not.

-I can keep a secret.

I can keep my mouth shut.

-Yeah, you said that.

-What about you? [tense music]

[Man On Television] And at day two,

Tiger Woods seems to be shaking off the bad game.

[birds calling] [melancholy music]

-Hey, John, I'm gonna need some of that bank cash, pronto.

I'm having some cash flow problems.

-Yeah, well, there's gonna be a problem with that, Ronnie.

I've been suspended from the bank.

[Ronnie Over phone] What does that mean?

-I failed a drug test, okay?

They put me in rehab.

They're taking my keys.

-Are you fucking kidding me?

John: Look, just relax, I'll be back in the office

after a short vacation, okay?

-All right, I'm gonna drop you off at the mall.

Go down to parking level two.

My secretary will be there to pick you up.

She's driving a white Ford Mustang.

She's gonna take you to the plane.

What, what's wrong?

-Our banker just got send into rehab.

-When does he go in?

-Now, today, right now.

-Well, you're gonna have to do this bank meeting with me then.

-What meeting?

-Two of the directors of the offshore bank you're buying

are flying in for meetings next week.

-Well, can we time it a little better?

Jimmy's all over the news.

-I know, but they're flying in.

They heard all about it, got a few concerns.

They wanna talk to you about it.

[tense music]

-Ronnie's leaving with the lawyer.

-Tag him.

And don't get burned.

-Any of that wire we put in last night working?

-Yeah.

We got Ronnie's office wired, but he just left.

[buzzing]

-All I'm getting is a fucking vacuum cleaner.

[tense music]

[phone ringing]

-Yeah.

-Listen, things are working out pretty good down here.

I took a look at the ballistics report from the lab.

The bullet we retrieved from the restaurant that killed my agent

is too damaged to identify any markings,

and they haven't found the slug in the alley

that killed the bidder.

-I'm not sure what you're trying to tell me.

-It means Reardon goes down for the killing

as long as his gun doesn't show up.

And you need to make sure that it doesn't surface.

-All right.

Yeah, yeah, it's good to know.

-You sure you want to go to school today?

-Uh-huh.

-Well, I'm gonna walk you.

Stella: I can walk myself.

Francine: You can, but you're not.

-Mrs. Reardon, can we ask you a few questions?

-Go ahead, I'll catch up.

I want to talk to these guys.

[tense music]

-Have you heard from your husband?

-You got my daughter on tape!

Give me the tape or I break the camera!

-Let go!

-Give me the tape! -Give me the goddamn camera!

[airplane engines roaring]

-Hey.

-Hi.

What's going on?

-Hogarty's in rehab, I can't get to the money.

I say we ditch the machines, all right,

we sell'em to Dante, we get rid of the whole business.

-No, let me call Dante.

I'll back him off.

-You can't call Dante.

He's a Disciple.

They're just waiting for the chance to take you down.

He's just biding time.

-Well, we gotta hang on.

We need to finish this bank deal.

Once that's done, then we're in good shape,

unless you're telling me you're ready to fold.

-I'm not folding, but this bank deal ain't done.

I got two directors coming in next week I gotta deal with.

-I know, let Phil take care of the bankers, all right?

I need to know that you're gonna hang in there.

I don't want to walk away from 20 years of hard work

if I don't know you're gonna stick.

-They're gonna have to drag me out of the club by my heels.

-I'm not asking for that.

I don't want to fight,

I want to know if you can handle another business.

-If we got rid of the bank machines, I could.

-I'm gonna call Dante, I'm gonna take care of it.

-Francine's freaking out again.

Thinks I'm working behind your back.

Jimmy: She'll be fine.

-Yeah, that's easy for you to say.

You're gonna be in Costa Rica, right?

She won't be in your face.

[phone ringing]

Jimmy: You're not looking at the big picture, Ronnie.

-Okay, this is your girl.

Sure you wanna take it?

-Yeah.

I could use the advice.

Hello.

-I have two very important questions.

Did you shoot those men?

-No, I never fired a shot.

It was the DEA or the FBI or whoever,

they were shooting everybody.

-This is the truth?

-Yeah, it was a setup from start to finish.

They were trying to kill me.

-Do you still have the gun you had?

Jimmy: Yeah.

-Where did you get it?

-Alex Morgan.

He was my distributor, he gave me the gun.

-I need to have that weapon and have it sent to a lab.

-You'll get it today.

[phone beeps]

Give her that. [tense music]

-All right.

Take it easy.

Maybe I see you down south.

-Okay, time to go. [tense music]

-Stella!

Stella!

Stella Reardon!

-May I help you?

Francine: I'm Stella Reardon's mother, who are you?

-I'm the principal.

Stella's in the counselor's office.

The FBI were here,

and she's been through quite an experience.

-You let the FBI interrogate my 13-year-old daughter?

What the hell were you thinking?

-Your mother's here. [tense music]

[school bell ringing]

-I didn't answer any of their questions.

[tense music]

-Your informant gave him the gun.

Were you aware of that?

-Not my informant.

-The DEA's informant.

This was a setup.

Kyle: What else is he saying?

-According to Mr. Reardon, he never fired his weapon.

-I'd like the opportunity to speak to him.

-He also stated that he walked in unarmed

to have a conversation with and receive some money

owed him by the informant.

The informant directed him to the washroom

to retrieve a gun provided by the informant.

When he realized he was being set up

and attempted to give himself up,

fired upon, and it's his belief

that it was your intent all along to kill him.

-Not my intent.

-Well, that's gonna be his evidence,

and you're gonna have to prove it wrong

if you're gonna successfully extradite him.

-How did you contact him?

-I don't believe you've been entirely forthright with me.

Kyle: I don't believe you're taking Mr. Reardon's word

over that of a dozen US government witnesses.

-It's gonna take some other evidence

to convince me your version is correct.

Kyle: Such as?

-Such as the gun Mr. Reardon is alleged to have fired

and evidence that that was the gun

which was used to kill the deceased.

Do you have that gun?

-If you have any information

relating to Mr. Reardon's whereabouts,

such as a cell phone number,

I'd like to have that.

-And I'd like to know about any activities

that you might engage in while you're in Canada,

prior to your engaging in them.

Thank you.

[upbeat music]

Mike: What the hell is this, man?

What happened here?

-Somebody threw a Molotov through the window last night.

Closing time.

-Who?

-I think it was one of Dante's boys.

Remember that guy you threw out the club?

A'ight, so I'm coming down the alley,

this guy's gunning away, almost ran me over.

So I run up in the joint.

Place is on fire, man, I just put everything out

and started cleaning up.

[tense music]

Hey, Mike, I don't think right now you should be--

Mike! [tense music]

Ronnie: Now we're in the paper every goddamn day.

-That's not my problem.

I'm not leaving until you put me on the phone with him.

Ronnie: He said he was gonna call ya.

-Oh, fine, then he can call me here.

[phone ringing]

-Yeah?

-Mike's on his way to Dante's.

One of the guys firebombed the club last night.

-Well, shit, go after him, stop him.

-Why didn't you go down to Seattle and collect the money instead of Jimmy?

Don't you usually do that?

-Get off it.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, hey, it's Ronnie.

-Hey, Ronnie boy, how ya doing?

Catch any rats lately?

-One of your boys firebombed the Two Bit last night,

and now Mike's on his way over to pay you a visit.

And he's packin'.

-My boys?

I don't think so.

-Yeah, well, Mike thinks so. [gunshot, glass shattering]

[tires screeching]

Detective Ogawa: To bury your dead mole.

-You're gonna have to make it quick.

I've got an appointment.

-I talked to the crown.

They took a look at the transcript

of the surveillance tape and sequence of events,

and they're very concerned about what Mr. Royden is saying

when he suggests it was you who outed him as a mole.

-And that would be called idle speculation.

-Nevertheless, he's dead.

And if there's reason to believe

your allegations caused his death,

the crown could pursue a charge

of criminal negligence against you.

-None of this is relevant,

because I'm ordering the case closed.

All evidence seized and then sealed.

Thank you.

We'll talk later.

[insects buzzing]

Jimmy: Aw, shit, when did this happen?

-About 20 minutes ago.

Ronnie tried to call Dante to warn him.

Mike got there, blew out his windows.

-Okay, Christ.

I gotta take care of this before Dante retaliates.

I gotta go to town, calm this down.

-Bad idea, Jim.

Bad idea.

-Call Ronnie, tell him to open up the basement.

-Open up the basement?

Jimmy: Yep.

Wanna get the boat ready, we're leaving tonight.

-It's all ready, set to go.

[tense music]

-I think that you're gonna find

that this gun hasn't been fired recently.

[tense music]

[keys jingling] [tense music]

[objects clattering] [tense music]

[squeaking] [tense music]

[woman shouting] [tense music]

[struggling] [tense music]

-Wrong key, wrong key. [woman shouting]

-How's it going down there?

-Hang on.

[car door closing]

Tremblay's back. [tense music]

[club music over computer]

[club music]

-Hey, go talk to Francine.

She's driving me insane.

I'm going to the basement, get some champagne.

[tense music]

[keys jingling] [tense music]

-Looks quiet. [tense music]

There's nobody out there.

-Okay.

All right, you wait here, all right?

Close this up behind me.

-Yeah. [tense music]

[slamming] [tense music]

[thumping] [tense music]

-Welcome home.

-Yeah.

[Tense music fades up]