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[siren wailing]

[phone dialing]

Jimmy: We need good intelligence.

[subtle music]

-Ronnie's up early sweeping the sidewalk.

-Yeah, he's sleeping at the club these days.

Thanks. You need the paper.

Page six.

-Any news on Reardon? -SFA.

My guess is he's up country hiding in an underground bunker.

[subtle music]

-You got Ronnie meeting with somebody out front now.

-What's up?

-We got raided the other night.

I think they might have planted a couple of bugs.

Check it out? -Sure.

-Start with my office. -You got it.

[subtle music]

[door knocking]

-Morning. -Morning.

-Got you a coffee.

-OK, don't buy two coffees. Just one at a time.

-Sorry. I got them two blocks away.

-Just, you gotta behave like you live here alone, right?

That's all.

-Okay.

Do you need anything else?

-Ah ...

No.

-Got you newspapers.

-Okay. Thanks.

[door knocking]

-I'm leaving today.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

-We've got the ballistics report

on Reardon's gun back from the lab.

-And?

-This gun didn't kill anybody.

It hasn't been fired recently.

-Reardon could have cleaned it up in the cell

before he gave it to us.

-There's no firing pin in this gun.

-No firing pin?

-Correct. See it for yourself.

Full clip, by the way, but no firing pin.

-Was he given the gun in this condition?

-You'll have to ask him.

-There's no way he could have killed anybody with this gun.

-Not with that gun, in that condition.

-Which means what now?

-Which means somebody didn't want him

to have a working gun.

-An informant? Who gave it to him?

-Alex Morgan. This is all we found.

-Morgan. Morgan was afraid Reardon was gonna use it on him,

so he gave him a useless gun.

Is that what happened? -Right.

-Are you saying the informant deliberately provided the gun

in order to provoke an armed confrontation?

[expectant music]

-Hey, man, how you doing? -Good.

-Who's he talking to?

-Don't recognize the voice.

-Any word on Jimmy? -No, nothing.

-I'm worried maybe some cop or a citizen

might have shot him already.

-Yeah. You think maybe he's dead?

-Yeah.

-Shit. Sorry, Ron, that's heavy.

Ronnie: Maybe he's in Mexico somewhere.

-Yeah, let's hope so.

-Okay, well...

Take it easy. Let me know if I can help. -Thanks.

-Sounds like Reardon's gone to ground.

-Let me know if you hear anything worthwhile.

-Do the upstairs. Dressing rooms, everywhere.

[action music]

-Yo, yo! -Yeah!

-Yo, do you got some time?

I've got the stuff.

-What, is there a fire in here or something?

-This are firebombers.

-So, what you got?

-A few things you might be interested in here.

-Yo, these all brand new? -All new, man.

-What do you want from me? -All of them?

-Yeah.

-10,000.

-Okay, done.

Come back later and I'll have all the cash for you.

-Okay.

-Nice doing business with you.

Show the gentleman out.

Thanks.

[active music]

-Where did you say the informant was being held?

-Seattle General, recovering from his gunshot wound.

-Get down there, see if you can get in to see him.

If you can confirm he deliberately removed that firing pin,

this whole thing gets turned on its head.

-Who should I clear it with States side?

-Nobody.

Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission.

No one needs to know you're going, just badge your way in.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Morning. -Where are you headed?

-Doctor's appointment. Running late.

[expectant music]

-What's the update?

-No sign of Reardon.

We got a bug up and working in the Chick-A-Dee office.

His partner Ronnie thinks he's either dead or in Mexico.

-And where's our FBI friend this morning?

-Er, he's on his way.

We're going on another raid. Shake the bushes.

-I need to speak with him.

As I'm sure you know,

I've been promoted to run the spy service out here,

and I'm recommending you step up

as Acting Head of Organized Crime,

you'd be taking over all my duties.

-Wow.

That's ...

That's pretty unexpected. Thank you.

-We'll go over some details later.

In the meantime, stay on top of the FBI.

I don't want Jim Reardon's blood on my hands, yeah?

-Thank you for the vote of confidence.

-I need to speak with Agent Weathers when he lands.

There's something's wrong about their case against Reardon.

-How so? -We'll see.

-Just got the one bug in the office.

Everything else is clean.

-You should go yank it out of there.

-Sure, no problem.

-Hey.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

What's happening?

-We just found a bug upstairs.

They probably planted it when they raided us.

I really don't think you should be staying here.

They're gonna come down on us again.

-Alright, well I've just got some stuff

to take care of and then I'm gone.

You talked to Mike about this Dante shit?

-I got a call in, but he ain't returning.

You gotta talk to him,

'cause I sure as hell can't make him listen.

-You're gonna have to.

You gotta run things now.

Things have changed, you gotta step up.

Get a meeting with Dante.

Straighten him out before he goes after Mike.

You've gotta make peace with Dante.

-All right.

-What about the bank situation?

-Coombs is gonna come by and talk to us about it.

-Okay, good. And my travel?

What about the travel?

-He got you a new passport. -Good, okay. Anything else?

-You gotta get rid of that girl next door.

Send her away.

-It's done.

[subtle music]

-It's George. What's going on up there?

-You know, I think congratulations are in order.

I just got promoted to the head

of the Organized Crime Unit here.

-Yeah, congratulations.

Is that gonna help us find Reardon?

-It takes a couple of hurdles out of my path.

What's the word down there? -It's not good.

I'm being set up to take the heat on this,

so it's my career on the line.

-I'm gonna have to call you back.

-Look, you find Reardon, you gotta give me a chance

to come up there and set this straight.

-Yeah, yeah. Call you back in five.

-You ready to roll?

-Yeah. The inspector wants a word first.

-What do we know about the DEA agent George Williams?

-What would you like to know? -Is he a credible witness?

-I have no reason not to trust what he says.

-How did the weapon allegedly used in

in the shooting end up with Mr. Reardon's hands?

Do you know?

-I believe it says in the informant's statement

that he supplied it to Mr. Reardon at Mr. Reardon's request.

-I'd like to know if that's true.

-Where is this coming from?

Have you heard a version of events

other than the witnesses I've interviewed?

-I'd like to interview both the DEA agent

and the informant,

see if their statements support each other's.

-Have you been in contact with Mr. Reardon himself?

-No, these are questions being asked to me

by Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

-Alright, I'll see if I can arrange

those interviews for you.

-I'd appreciate the cooperation.

-Open the fucking door!

-Is Ronnie here? -He's here. What happened?

-It's Stella.

-They kicked Stella out of school.

-Why would they do that?

-Because the school doesn't want her there.

Everyone's afraid something's gonna happen at the school

and none of her friends are allowed to talk

to her anymore because of the press.

-Shit, Frankie, that's no good,

but I don't know what I can do about it.

-You can put me in touch with Jim.

Stella needs to talk to her father.

-He's not staying in touch. What can I do?

-Bullshit! Bullshit!

-Make sure you're carrying this all the time.

I want you sleeping with it, man, you know?

I want you ready to use it at all times.

-What's going on? -Need to talk to Mike.

-Go see who that it is.

-It's a couple of Disciples.

-Is Mike back there? -Yeah, he's in the office.

-Incoming police! Don't move!

Don't move!

Police! Stay where you are! Don't move!

Everybody on the floor!

All your asses on the floor!

-What seems to be the problem, Officer?

-Move!

-Those two are Disciple associates, both packing.

-Yeah, it's on the wagon now.

You tell Dante we're looking for Jimmy Reardon

and we'd appreciate his help with that.

Tell your boss I'm gonna be giving him

a call about that, yeah?

-Yeah. -Okay.

That should stir the shit a little bit.

Take them outside and let them go.

-You helped your brother escape across the border.

-Did we join the United States last night on this?

'Cause I don't think the FBI has jurisdiction up here.

-Are you aware your brother killed two men,

one of them a federal agent?

-I saw the news,

but it's kind of like watching the weather report,

you can't rely on it.

-He's facing the death penalty.

You're gonna face the same judge for helping him out,

which is how it works down south,

where you and your brother are gonna be charged.

-Let's go. You're gonna be charged.

-You're taking orders from the FBI?

Now I know this is bullshit, man!

-I'm going to shove you in the trunk of his car

and he can do whatever the hell he wants with you!

-This is the infamous Chick-A-Dee strip club,

headquarters of one fugitive, Jimmy Reardon,

out of which Reardon is said to run a drug empire

estimated to be conservatively worth

$30 to $50 million a year.

Hey, go fuck yourself! -Get out of here!

-Ronnie's doing an interview.

[door knocking]

-Come on in.

I need a legal opinion. -All right.

-Here's the scenario.

There's a law-enforcement sting set up

to capture a drug dealer in the middle

of a business transaction.

At this transaction an informant,

at the request of the dealer,

provides the dealer with a gun.

-This is the Reardon situation. Okay.

-This gun has been disarmed prior to the informant

giving it to the dealer.

The appearance of the weapon

provokes the drug agents to draw their weapons and fire,

during which one of the drug agent is then killed,

in friendly fire.

Is there a case to be made that the informant

who provided the disarmed weapon

is responsible for the homicides that subsequently occurred?

-Well, without knowing all the details,

I believe there might be a case for culpable homicide

in furtherance of another felony.

-Write me up an opinion as soon as you can,

and remember this took place in an American jurisdiction.

-Okay.

-We got a couple of guys from the Bahama bank

coming in next week.

I thought we should sit down, talk about the deal,

see what you're okay with.

You know, I think we should go ahead with our plans

to buy the bank for obvious reasons,

but it also offers a safe offshore haven

to protect your assets from any kind of seizure

under the Proceed of Crime legislation.

-Do we know what the bankers want?

Is the deal in trouble or what?

-No, no. They just wanna make sure

the deal's gonna go through,

not gonna attract any unfavorable people.

-You got a good front man in Hogarty,

it's got good credentials.

-Except Hogarty is in rehab trying to get

off the nose candy and back to work.

They suspended him.

-When the fuck did that happened?

-Yesterday.

-It's okay, okay. He'll be presentable.

And as long as we show his face to these guys

as the face of the bank,

I think they'll be fine with it.

-All right. Jesus Christ!

What else?

-What are we gonna do about

all the automatic teller machines we got?

-We give Dante all the ATMs he wants.

He can have all of Vancouver,

just as long as he moves his money offshore

to our bank in the Bahamas.

-Beautiful.

-What else, Phil?

I got a phone call from your girl over at CSIS.

She needs to talk to you face to face, says it's urgent.

-If you're asking, I say no.

-She says it's about the gun in Seattle.

-Let's find out what she wants.

What about my travel, got that figured yet?

-Got you an Irish passport, some credit cards.

It's all coming.

[subtle music]

-I'm looking for patient Alex Morgan.

-Right over there.

-Inspector Kiniski with the Vancouver Organized Crime Unit

to interview the witness.

-Hey.

-Inspector Kiniski with the Vancouver Organized Crime Unit,

here to ask Mr. Morgan a couple of questions.

Agent Weathers approved it.

-You up for that?

-Yeah.

-It's concerning the weapon you supplied for Mr. Reardon.

-Agent Weathers? -Yeah?

-Where did you get that weapon?

-Hold on a second! -Don't recall.

-Sure.

Did you check that the weapon was operational

before giving it to Mr. Reardon?

-No.

-Were you aware that the weapon was not functioning,

that it could not be fired? -No.

-Alright, stop the interview!

-Did your DEA handler give you that gun?

-I said stop the interview! Don't answer that!

You, out!

-Yeah.

-Is there a problem?

-Yeah, Agent Weathers didn't approve this interview.

-Oh, gosh! There must be some kind of crossed wires.

-You take sugar? -No.

I need to find Jimmy Reardon.

-You're looking in the wrong direction asking me.

-There's gonna be a crackdown

coming on you guys sometime soon.

You might want a friend in your corner.

-Haven't heard a thing.

-You realized there'd be some advantages

to your organization after Reardon was out of the picture?

-I understand what you say,

but I don't have a clue as to where Jimmy might be.

All I've heard is rumors.

-What sort of rumors?

-That he's dead already and this whole manhunt

you got going on is all for sure to cover your own asses.

-Where did you hear that? -I watch the news.

It looks to me that the DEA walked Jimmy

right through a shootout.

Either way, dead or alive, Jimmy Reardon is out of business,

so we're not in the competition any more.

What's the point of me helping you find him?

-Like I said, you might need a friend some time.

-I'll keep that in mind.

-Jim can't meet with you.

He's out of the country already.

I can get a message to him if you want.

-Alright. I'm giving you this ballistics report.

That gun you handed over does not have a firing pin.

It wasn't capable of firing.

-Wow.

-And I think you should be trying to interview

the informant, hear his version of events.

He's being held in Seattle General.

He has some very interesting things

to say about the situation.

-Thanks for the tip.

-Throw him out of the country!

And no more interviews unless I'm there!

You running my goddamn investigation for me now?

-Let's go in my office and discuss this.

-Maybe you can tell me what's going on,

because I'm getting the feeling

you're collaborating with the other side.

-May I remind you that you're here

at our invitation and I have an obligation

to also independently investigate

the charges against Mr. Reardon?

-What's this about the gun?

Are you in contact with Reardon guy?

-I told you, I've had contact

with Mr. Reardon's previous lawyer.

-And what's with the gun? -I've had the gun checked

through our ballistics lab. -You have the gun?

-I have the gun that was allegedly provided

by the informant.

-"Allegedly provided by the informant"?

What does that mean?

-Do you know anything about guns?

-Just make your point.

-Mr. Reardon was given this gun

by the informant, Mr. Morgan, upon his arrival in Seattle

at the request of Mr Reardon.

My inspector interviewed the inf --

-You should have told me.

That was a bullshit interview.

No court anywhere is gonna accept that.

-And the informant told us he received the gun

from Agent Williams,

and that did not take the firing pin out.

So that leads me to think

that it was Agent Williams who removed it.

Why would he do that?

-Where did you get this gun? -From Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

-We don't know of this the gun Mr. Reardon used.

-But we know that if it is,

he was incapable of killing anyone with it,

and I would think you'd want to be able to disprove that

because I have no doubt Mr. Reardon's lawyer

is going to contest the charges.

-What the hell's going on with Dante?

-Thanks to get me across the border, Mike.

-"Thanks to get me across the border, Mike".

What the fuck is going on with Dante?

-Same old shit.

He was pushing, so I pushed back.

He was trying to take advantage.

-You've gotta cool that down.

You can't let him provoke you.

-I know, I know. I just had to push back.

-Because I'm not gonna be here, I'll be in Costa Rica.

-Oh, yeah, that's right!

You know, you could run the ship from there.

We got phones, email.

I can come visit once in a while.

-Ronnie's gonna be in charge.

-Ronnie?

Who got you across the border, man,

while Ronnie was shitting his drawers?

Was Ronnie shitting his pants, or what, Bob?

-I'm not gonna argue with you about this.

I need you to set up a new US distribution arm.

We can't use any of the old people.

-I'm in charge of distribution?

-US distribution.

-Maybe ...

Winston?

-Winston?

He's connected? -Winston? Yeah.

-You get Rene to check him out before you talk to him.

I need you to keep the flow going. We need the US.

They're our big market and we're gonna need cash flow fast.

-Yeah, okay, okay.

So when are you leaving?

-Next couple of days.

-Don't leave without saying goodbye.

-I won't.

Make sure Lorna leaves, will you?

-Finally some good news. -All right.

-I made some calls to the guys out east.

They're sending us some cash, about 3.5 mill.

Courier's coming tomorrow.

We could start putting money into the ATMs again.

-It's all gonna work out.

-Makes a guy think about retiring.

-Next couple of years,

get this bank deal right, we'll be able to walk away.

-You gonna see Francine and Stella before you go?

-Yeah.

-You know, she thinks I ratted you out to take over.

-It's Francine. What can I say?

-It's a little annoying.

I didn't tell you, but

Stella got taken out of school.

Some of the teachers thought it was a good idea.

-I gotta see them before I go.

Can you figure that out? -Sure.

[car klaxon]

-Lorna.

-Hey, Bob.

-Come on. I'll give you a ride to the ferry.

-I'm not going to the ferry.

-Yeah, you are. You're getting out of Jimmy's hair.

-I don't think so!

-Get in the car, Lorna.

-I don't feel like it!

-Look, you're not going back to the club.

-I'll do whatever I feel like doing, okay?

[action music]

-I just spoke to the Attorney General.

He's instructed me to turn over to the FBI

any information we might have

concerning any confidential relationship

we have with Mr. Reardon,

and to report any recent communications we might have had

with him or his legal representatives.

-Somebody in Washington

obviously is starting pulling strings in all of us.

-What should I tell him?

-We don't have any kind of relationship at all

with Mr. Reardon, so we've nothing to provide.

-Hey, what's going on?

-I interviewed the DEA informant in Seattle.

He says the DEA set up Reardon to be gunned down.

This is gonna be big and nasty!

Watch your back.

[door knocking]

-I've asked that Reardon's lawyer

go to Seattle and get a written statement from the informant

saying that the gun he gave Reardon he got from the DEA.

-Good. You'll need evidence from another source,

otherwise they'll say he's just a rat.

-Could you run the gun through the American system?

Maybe we can run it down,

find out where it originally came from

and how it ended up with the DEA.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Yeah.

-I'm in Vancouver.

[expectant music]

-I don't think coming up here was a good idea.

-Reardon's up here and you're gonna help me find him.

-That's not gonna change anything.

You fucking doomed.

-This all goes away if Reardon goes away.

-You're not getting the picture here.

We have the gun you gave Reardon.

They know it wasn't operable

when you gave it to the informant.

Your story that Reardon shot those two men

is not gonna play.

-Did you say something about that gun?

-I don't know anything about that! I wasn't even there!

Your informant, in his statement,

he said you gave him the gun.

-I don't care what he says.

-Read the writing on the wall and get yourself a lawyer.

You've a reasonable defense.

Nobody's gonna fault you for rigging the gun.

You got a good argument,

but you gotta realize the tide has turned on this.

Mary has this thing between her teeth

and she not gonna let it go!

-This could all go away

if I can just get a chance at Reardon.

-Jesus! That's not realistic.

-I can flush him out.

-You know? Do me a favor.

Go to bed and sleep on it.

-You sucked me into this hole

and you're gonna help me climb out.

I wanna know where Reardon's family lives.

-I don't have that information with me.

-I've got notes

of every time you and I talked about getting Reardon

over the border and I don't think

we want that coming out, do we?

You find out where his family lives.

-Excuse me, what happened to the prisoner

that was in this room?

-He's been moved is all I know. -Is he still in the hospital?

-I don't believe so. I think the Sheriff removed him.

-Do you know where they took him?

Nurse: No.

-Did they tell you where he was taken?

-No, they say they don't know.

-I'll see what I can find out.

[door knocking]

-George Williams is in town. I just spoke with him.

-Why is he up here?

-I think he's come looking for Reardon.

He seems to be having a serious breakdown.

-Do you know where he is right now?

I have to talk to him.

-Yeah, he's in a hotel downtown.

-A-ha.

-Detective Spalding and I have a couple of questions.

-What are you drinking? -Not right now.

-What can I help you with?

-I have a statement from Morgan

saying you provided him a gun

and you explained the gun had been disarmed

and that you asked him to give it to Mr. Reardon.

-That's bullshit.

I lost a man. I'm responsible for part of what happened,

but I did not give anyone a gun, rigged or otherwise.

-Do you have any reason why the informant

would say that you had?

-He's a shit-house rat trying to get off charges.

He's gonna say whatever he thinks you wanna hear.

-If the informant was in your custody

prior to his meeting with Mr. Reardon,

you would have made sure he wasn't carrying a weapon?

-He wasn't under my control the entire time.

I mean, obviously he picked it up

when he had the opportunity.

-Had he told you Mr. Reardon

had requested him to bring a gun to the meeting?

-Yeah, and I said "no way".

-Then why would the informant give Mr. Reardon a gun?

-I guess he didn't wanna upset Mr. Reardon,

and if he disarmed the gun,

I guess it was so Reardon couldn't shoot him with it.

You gotta remember this guy owed Reardon two million.

He was afraid Reardon would shoot him right at the table.

Look,

I'm trying to be cooperative, but I lost a man, a friend,

and I'm losing patience with the way this thing is headed

and resent the implication.

-All right. Thank you.

I've heard enough.

-Go back home, get a good lawyer. You're gonna need one.

[expectant music]

-Yes.

-I got some seriously bad news.

The informant just died in the cells.

He's not gonna be making more statements.

-I'm sorry, you said what?

-They're saying that he suffered

a heart attack in the cells.

The statement you have isn't gonna do it.

-All right. I'll call you later.

Goodnight.

What do you think now?

-I think you're harboring Jimmy Reardon,

and if I find out that's true, your career is over.

-Morning, Inspector. Congratulations on your promotion.

-Right. Thanks.

The informant died in FBI custody last night.

Heart attack.

-That's unfortunate. -Get the ME's report, yeah?

-This just came in.

The gun in question was sold from the factory

to a retail outlet in Seattle.

I called the shop, but they won't tell me

who they sold it to over the phone.

Want me to go down there?

-Reardon's lawyer might be there. I'll give him a call.

[still music]

-Ronnie's out sweeping the sidewalk again.

Tremblay just rolled up.

-The cops just raided the shipping office.

They're out there not, turning it upside down,

arresting everybody, looking for Jimmy.

-Shit. We got a courier going over there

with three mill in cash.

Get on them on, tell him to stay away.

-Yeah, he was there when they got raided.

They got that too.

-They got the cash too?

-Yeah. Been trying to find out what happened.

[still music]

-Apparently they got the whole three mill.

-What, we've got another rat somewhere?

How the hell did they know when it was coming?

-Bad luck. They were raiding the yard looking for you.

We need that cash. We gotta fill the bank machines.

-Call Dante, tell him to loan us some cash.

-He already knows we're hurting, Jim.

This is gonna give him an opening to run right over us.

-Just go see him, explain to him what's happening.

We need the cash or everything crashes.

-Francine's gonna come by the club later.

You okay with that?

-Yeah.

-Hey. You got a minute? It's important.

-Can we talk later?

'Cause I got a lot of shit on my plate right now.

-I'm pregnant.

-Wow.

That's the best news I've ever heard!

You're happy about it, right?

-I don't know.

-All right.

We'll talk in a bit, okay? I really gotta fly.

-Yeah, it's Phil Coombs calling.

I just talked to the guy that sold the gun.

-I was supposed to meet him downstairs for breakfast.

I can hear the TV's on. It's unusual.

Maybe I didn't get the right room.

Have you seen him this morning?

-No. I wouldn't recognize him.

-I tried calling the room and left a message.

[door knocking]

-Hello.

Mr. Williams?

It's the hotel manager. I need to get in your room.

My God!

-Go call the police.

Shit!

-I just got off the phone with Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

He's spoken with the gun retailer in Seattle

who sold this gun to a ...

Rodney Judd, about a year and a half ago.

I don't know if you're familiar with that name?

-No. Should I be?

-Mr. Reardon's lawyer spoke with Mr. Judd this afternoon

and took a statement.

Mr. Judd's admitted to being

a registered informant with the DEA.

He also named his DEA handler for the past two years,

George Williams.

-Are you trying to say that proves

that Mr. Williams got the gun from him?

-No, but Mr. Judd's statement

that he gave to Mr. Reardon's lawyer does.

Second page.

You can see where he says

that he gave the gun to Mr. Williams

two weeks ago when Mr. Williams

asked him to find him something.

He also swears the gun was in good working order

when he gave it to him.

[door knocking]

Yes, Ted?

-George Williams committed suicide last night.

-Thanks for bringing her by.

The Feds were here to see me asking me where Jimmy was.

They got no clue, so wherever you're hiding him,

you're doing a good job.

-They took down the shipyards this morning,

caught one of our couriers with a bag.

Three million cash.

-Ouch.

-That money was supposed to service the ATM machines.

Now we're coming up short.

Jimmy wanted me to offer you a deal.

-He's still pulling the strings. That's good news.

-You can have all the bank machines in Vancouver.

-Really? What's the deal?

-We're looking for short-term cash flow,

keep the machines fed.

-What are we talking about? -Interim cash,

two million tops.

-I can give it to you 15 points ...

I'm doing it 'cause I like the deal.

-Okay. We'll take half a mill at 15.

Then we're gonna need to get to the table

and work out the rest of the deal.

-Want me to drop it off?

-No. Let me know, I'll have somebody pick it up.

-Not the same courier who got taken down this morning?

-No.

-We've still got to talk about the rats

you got in your family.

-We're gonna take care of that.

-I'll have the cash in a couple of hours.

Give Jimmy my regards.

Best of luck, wherever he is.

-Thanks for the help.

Send me the coroner's report on Williams.

-Yeah, will do. Take it easy.

-I have some good news for your client.

The FBI are dropping the homicide charges.

The other charges are still pending.

-There you go.

Hey, Stella, will you take over for me?

-Sure.

-Stay off the hard stuff, will you?

Hey! Good to see you guys!

Phil, good to see you, man.

Oh, that's beautiful! Don't burn the house down!

-You know, I was just upset when I called you those things.

-It's all water under the bridge.

-So, I've been thinking about some names ...

[party music]

-Who's this?

-Hey, Bob.

That's Bob's new girlfriend.

-Looks kind of young.

-Yeah?

A little bit.

[people cheering]

-Right! Jimmy! Let's hear it!

[Exotic music]