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- Previously onThe Border...
- I saw you throw away 10 grand

of government money in one
coked-up bourbon-soaked weekend.

- I joined Gamblers Anonymous.
- And you broke my heart.

- Who's this guy?
- An environmental consultant.

A very hot
environmental consultant. [Moaning in pleasure]

- The guy in the photo
goes by Jimmy Kosik.

He's an ex-Russian sleeper
agent, activated in '01.

- [Seen him?]
- No.

- [Slade]: It looks like Jimmy-
Jay-James is a free agent now. - Why didn't you call me?

- You didn't pick up.
Believe me, Layla, I didn't want to be right on this one.

- I let a guy hold my
rope, I wanna make sure he doesn't hang me with it.

- Look, Layla,
this is complicated. - Why should I trust you?

[Laughter and background chatter
in Russian]

[Chatting in Russian
about the Maple Leafs]

[Fighting yells]

[Speaking and moaning
in Russian]

[Accomplice screaming
something to him in Russian]

[Moaning in pain]

[Commenting with
satisfaction in Russian]

- An inspection agent found him
in a refrigerated container.

- The truck came out of Toronto.
- So who is he?

Some poor illegal who picked
the wrong hiding place?

He's been badly beaten.

Doctor said actually being half-
frozen probably kept him alive,

slowed the internal bleeding.

- Got an I.D.?
- We ran his prints.

- Nikolai Yakushkin.
- Ex-KGB.

FBI sources say he's now working
for this man: Kiril Zubov,

a major dealer in three of
Russia's most lucrative exports.

- Arms, drugs and women.
- Right.

Whichever one the Russian mob
is running across our border,

I want it stopped.

- This guy was
really worked over.

With something
like a baseball bat.

- Is he conscious?
- In and out.

- We'd like to talk to him.
- Not yet.

- It's still touch-and-go.
- Just a couple of questions.

- One question.
- Better make it a good one.

- Nikolai? I'm DHS
agent Liz Carver.

Who did this to you?

[Monitor beeping normally]

Get...

Get Jimmy Kosik.

Jimmy Kosik?

Jimmy Kosik.

[Breathing with difficulty]

- [Monitor beeping abnormally]
- Nurse!

We need you out of here,
now, now. Go, go.

[Background medical chatter
and monitor beeps]

[Long steady beep
and lively background chatter]

- [Background chatter]
- So, did you know Kosik was in Toronto?

- I haven't seen him
since Calgary.

Heard from him?

No.

- E-mail? Postcards?Flowers?

I said no.

- Doctors couldn't save him.
Yakushkin's dead.

So question one is:
Who is Jimmy Kosik?

- He's a corporate spy.
Ex-Russian sleeper.

- We ran into him on an
oil tech case in Calgary.

Very slick.

- A rat. But I don't
see him as a killer.

- We got a deathbed testimony.
- You saw the shape

Yakushkin was in - who knows
what he was trying to say?

Seemed pretty obvious.

Any idea where he is?

No.

- Yakushkin's personal effects.
Thanks, Carl.

- French driver's license,
British credit cards.

All under the name
of a Leo Chatsky.

- None of it checked out,
which is why we ran the prints.

- We got French
and British labels, and...

Oh, wait a minute.

Got a knife?

- A guy tried to get on a
plane with it last week.

- [Layla]: Hello!
[Liz whistling in admiration]

- I guess diamonds aren't
a guy's best friend.

Nikolai Yakushkin.

Customs at Pearson has him
arriving three weeks ago

using the name Leo Chatsky -
he came off a flight

- from Moscow and London.
- No other trace?

- 'Til he shows up as a sno-cone
on the other side of the river.

What about Jimmy Kosik?

- Arrived at Montreal-Trudeau
4 days ago using his real name.

It's refreshing.
It's almost disarming.

His route was Moscow-
London-Montreal.

- What's he using for
an address in Canada?

- Hotel Gaston.
He stayed one night.

- Not on any passenger lists
of any Toronto flights? - Not yet.

Check Toronto hotels.

Moose, inform Montreal
and Toronto police

that we want Kosik for
questioning in a homicide.

Right.

- Last time we
dealt with Mr. Kosik

he was working
for the Chinese.

Let's see if they
know his whereabouts.

- Not likely they'll
wanna share intel.

- Remind Guoanbu in the past
year we've handed over a major fugitive and stolen technology.

- They'll want to know what
we're doing for them next year.

- Try. We need to find
a diamond expert.

- Okay, so the guy
takes a beating in Canada,

dies in the United States.

Who gets custody of the rock?

- Looks like we're
in this together.

Let me file a prelim and
we'll head north. - [Layla]: Hmm.

- Maybe you should
take a pass on this one.

- Not a chance. I can't wait to
see the look on Jimmy's face when I bring him down.

- See, that's what I'm talking
about. It's going to get personal with you.

- Really, like you
and Agent Carver?

- Hey, nothing happened
with me and Liz.

Agent Carver.

- Nothing.
- Bit of an oversell on the denial.

- Hey, we're two people
working together, that's it. - Careful, your nose is growing.

- You all set?
- Yeah, sure. Let's go.

[Background radio chatter]

- Diamonds are
virtually anonymous.

It's almost impossible
to tell where they come from.

Unless you have a certificate
of registration? - No.

- After the outcry
against blood diamonds,

many countries established
registries, so that people

will know their diamonds
come from legitimate sources.

- But if the paperwork gets lost
or separated from the stone,

there's no way
to trace its origins. - In most cases, that's true.

- Don't some Canadian mines
mark their diamonds?

- Yes. They laser them with
a microscopic trademark on the girdle of each stone.

Like a maple leaf,
a polar bear or, in this case,

the trademark of the GSL mine
in the Northwest Territories.

But they produce
thousands of stones.

There's no way to identify
this specific one.

- Untraceable, easily concealed,
doesn't lose its value.

- That's why it's the preferred
currency of organized crime.

- Hotels, planes, Montreal and
Toronto - nada on Jimmy Kosik.

Nothing back from the cops.

- The Chinese aren't
talking, either.

- He's out there somewhere.
Stay on it.

- Maybe you and I should grab a
bite, figure out our next move.

- Yeah, sure.
- Really?

- You can tell me what's going
on between Layla and Kosik.

- What do you mean?
Nothing's going on.

- Alright.
See you tomorrow.

[Background chatter
and phone ringing]

- Got something?
- Not really.

- Well, we're nowhere,
so I'll listen to all the "not really's."

- Okay, Jimmy gave me
his card in Calgary.

"Environmental Consultant."

- You kept his card?
- It's no big deal.

I also kept the soap
and shampoo from the hotel.

- Go ahead, give him a call.
- It was just a front for the Calgary job.

- It's probably a dead end.
- What have we got to lose?

[Dialing beeps]

- Voice mail.
- No, no, no.

Leave a message.
Make it good.

- Hey, Jimmy? It's Layla. So,
if you ever do get to Toronto,

call me, and maybe we
can go out for dinner.

And you can apologize
for screwing me over.

647-555-0149. Bye.

- That was a little
too much edge.

- You gave me
performance anxiety.

What's that?

- Oh yeah, like you wouldn't
know anything about that.

[Siren in the background]

[Knocking at the door]

- Hey, guess what. I'm
gonna be staying with you for a couple of days.

- What about the new apartment?
- They're gonna paint the place.

Nobody told me.
I can't take the fumes. Okay? - You're trying to duck someone?

- You know, you're starting to
develop a real suspicious streak in your nature.

I don't know f I like that.

Don't make me go to a hotel.
I just need a couple of days.

- Alright, but look,
crash on the couch.

- On the couch?
- Yeah.

- Ever since I got rolled in
that alley, my back's been--

- It's the couch or the floor.
Take your pick.

- My only son won't
even give up his bed

- for his crippled old man.
- Jesus.

[Music and crowd cheering on TV]

[Cell phone ringing]

Sergeant Hourani.

- Hey, it's me.
Your call made my day.

- How are you, Jimmy?
- [I'm very glad you called.]

Well, I'm not sure why I did.

- It's mind control -
you couldn't help yourself.

Invisible thought waves.

- Are you in town?
- I will be if it means dinner tomorrow night.

Uh, okay.

Um, where will you be staying?

- I don't know yet.
I'll phone when I get in.

[You can pick the restaurant,]

[okay, since I'm
the one apologizing.]

Alright. Bring your kneepads.

- [Jimmy laughing]
- Sounds like fun.

[Beep]

Oh, sorry kid.

Wake you up?

- You're out of luck there.
- What?

- I keep my spare cash
in a sock under the mattress.

- Oh no, that ain't it.
I was just looking for a light.

Sure.

- Okay, I wanna be
straight up with you. Can I be straight up with you?

- Why change decades
of habitual behavior?

- Okay, this isn't
exactly easy.

- You know what, dad, I gotta go
back to sleep. So, how much?

- Five?
- Five hundred?

- Large.
- Five grand!

- The guy's pressing. He's gonna
turn it over to a collector. You know what that means.

- What happened to this wad you
flashed around? You blew that?

- I had some solid information
on a horse, it'd run like a pig,

and then I tried catch-up
on the Leafs - I'm an idiot.

- So you think I got
five grand lying around?

- I don't know.
What can you manage?

- I just got out from
under myself, you know.

My credit rating's
not exactly triple-A.

- What are you telling me?
You're a player? I didn't know.

- Like father, like son, huh.
- You gonna blame me for that, too?

- Look, I
stopped, alright?

They got meetings - that's
something you should try.

- Oh, thank you. But
I can hardly do that.

I still owe the guy.
I can't unring that bell.

Now I gotta have a face-to-face
with the guy pronto.

What?

- I'm trying to
think of a single reason

why I should help you.

[Cell phone ringing and
TV playing in the background]

Kessler.

Good morning.

I suddenly had the urge
to call and say goodnight.

- So you're a lot
further away than England. - [Mm-hmm. Further and darker.]

God, don't you find this life
gets lonely sometimes?

- What are we
playing at, Charlotte?

- Is that what we're doing?
Playing?

- Weeks of silence
and then a flurry

- [of provocative phone calls?]
- I told you, I get lonely. - [Charlotte--]

- [Bid me goodnight, Michael.]
Please?

Good night, Charlotte.

[Overhead announcement
in the background]

[Door opening]

- [Sports news in the background]
- Dad.

- You have a good
time last night?

Fantastic.

- Don't you have class today?
[Intoxicated laugh]

[News in the background]

- This is what we have
on Kiril Zubov.

- Frosty the Russian
Snowman's boss? - That's right.

In the 90s Zubov sold planeloads
of military hardware

to the rebels in Sierra Leone,
the Congo, and Angola.

- After the Soviet Union
broke up, every second general was doing that.

I was gonna pick up
a T-4 tank, but I couldn't get a parking permit.

- Alright, so Zubov most likely
took payment in diamonds.

- Really? Yakushkin's diamond
was from a Canadian mine.

- What's the connection?
- Don't know yet.

Inspector Williams,
you were in Africa, right?

- Yes.
- Did you ever hear of an arms dealer named Zubov?

- He supplied arms
to the rebels in Sierra Leone.

After 6 years of war, when
the president asked his people

to join hands in peace,
the rebels hacked off hands.

And arms, lips, ears.

20,000 mutilated,

at least 50,000 killed.

- Jeez. Search "Sierra
Leone blood diamonds" and this is what you get.

- [Darnell]: Everybody made
money - politicians, smugglers,

arms dealers, diamond merchants.

Everyone except the
miners slaving away in the muck of the Sewa River.

- Jimmy Kosik has agreed
to meet Sergeant Hourani.

How'd you manage that?

- He thinks we're two friendly
adversaries checking in with each other.

- So he just wants to
pump you? For information?

- Yeah, something like that.
- Create a takedown scenario for me to review.

- Make sure it's tight.
If he figures it's a trap, you could end up like Yakushkin.

Hey, Moose.

I got Sergeant Wheeler on the
line, from the Yellowknife RCMP.

- Sergeant, look at you. Gone
all high-tech in the north?

- Oh yeah. I gotta put
on lipstick now every time I make a phone call.

- You checked our diamond
with the GSL Mine?

- [No luck.]
It could be any one of a hundred.

Once the stone's in
the wholesale market, no telling how it got to your man.

- So, no recent thefts,
suspicious activity? - [No thefts.]

[A couple weeks ago]
a cutter/polisher took a sudden leave of absence.

Said she had to
go down to Toronto [to take care of her brother.]

- Yeah? What do
you have on her?

- Tamara Hardisty. Good record
with the company. But the brother - him we know.

- He's got a sheet?
- Patrick Hardisty.

[Teenage glue sniffer.
Moved on to different kinds of substance abuse.]

We've pulled him in for
disorderly conduct, possession.

- His sister always bails him out.
- Do you think that's why she came to Toronto?

- I can imagine all sorts of
ways Patrick could get himself into trouble down there.

- Yeah, we're a regular
sin city down here. - [That's what I've heard.]

- Even wilder than Edmonton.
- That's us.

- Okay, I'll send you
what I got on the Hardistys. [Moose and Maggie thanking her]

- This is from the Yellowknife
TV station. Tamara Hardisty.

- GSL promised to
train local people

in all aspects of
the diamond industry.

I'm training to be
a cutter and polisher.

They've brought in top craftsmen
from Europe to teach us.

It's really a great opportunity.

- Continuing with the
"Hardisty family film festival,"

RCMP interrogation video.

- What were you doing behind
the drugstore, Patrick?

I had to take a piss.

- It was 3 a.m. You weren't
trying to get into the store?

Naw.

- So the screwdriver
we found jammed in the door lock wasn't yours?

- Naw.
- [Moose]: Oh yeah, I'm buying this.

- Check with Metro, see if they
encountered Mr. Hardisty. - Yeah.

Forget diamonds.

Families are forever.

- So, how soon
could I draw the money?

Okay, good. Thanks.

That was the Credit Union.

I'm thinking of putting a
down payment on a condo.

- Gray Jackson
settling down?

Cue the Four Horsemen.

Well, you know...

- Any thoughts
about decor?

Maybe American Modern, so Liz
will feel more at home? - Would you let that go?

- I get the feeling she
knows about Jimmy and me.

And I was just wondering
if you talked in your sleep.

- No, I haven't said
anything to anyone and I don't plan to, alright?

[Cell phone ringing]

- [Layla whistling as to call]
- Slade. Slade.

- Hello?
- Dinner all set?

- Yeah, I made reservations
at Le Select for 7.

- Want me to pick you up?
- [No, don't worry about me.]

- I'll meet you there.
- Okay, it's on Wellington, just west of Spadina.

- [I'll find it.]
- So, uh,

how far did you have
to go to make this date?

- For you, I'd go
around the world. [See you at 7.]

- [Beep]
- Ah!

Exactly one second too short,

like he was toying with me.

- He probably was.
- Maybe you should have talked dirty?

You know, get the little brain
doing the thinking. - Oh, it's not little.

[Motorist honking]

No.

Dad, we went through
this before, alright.

Yeah. No, I got the money,
alright. But there's conditions.

I wanna give it to
the bookie, personally - I want to make sure he gets it.

Hey, look Dad, you
don't like this, tap some other sucker, alright?

[Motorists honking]

[Cell phone ringing]

Hello.

- I got a surprise for you.
- Am I gonna like it?

- I'm gonna take you someplace
you never been before.

Uh, I made reservations.

- Just humor me, okay?
I want this to be very special.

- Okay, pick me up at Le Select.
- [No, meet me.]

[Northeast corner of
Yonge and Queen.] Twenty minutes.

- Boy, you had better
deliver the goods.

Depend on it.

[Dialing beeps]

- [Motorist honking]
- Alright, it's blown.

- Kosik changed the venue.
- Is he on to us?

- I don't know.
- Where's Layla? Is she exposed?

- Kosik wants her to pick him
up at Queen and Yonge. - Busy intersection,

crowds, streetcars, - no way
to control the scene. - He's on to us.

What now?

- My God, look at you.
You look terrific.

Where are we going?

- Just keep heading west. I'll
tell you when to turn, alright?

- Is this a dinner date
or a kidnapping?

- You could use a little mystery
in your life, couldn't you?

[Both laughing]
My God, I missed you.

What are you up to?

- Are you on the run, Jimmy?
- What?

Hey, don't turn here.
Why are you turning?

I told you to go straight, I'll
tell you when to turn. What the hell are you doing? Hey!

- Ride's over, chief.
Don't move.

[Siren sounding]

- ICS!
- Don't move!

How you doin', Jimmy?

[Background radio chatter]

What's going on, Layla?

You tell me.

- You're a suspect, Mr. Kosik,
in a murder investigation.

- Murder... What's ICS
doing on a homicide case?

- Congratulations, you
managed to kill this guy on both sides of the border.

Do you recognize this man?

What happened to him?

- In this dance, we lead.
Answer the question.

His name is Nikolai Yakushkin.

His friends call him "The Yak."
What happened?

- His dying words
named you as his killer.

- That's impossible.
If he said my name, he was saying I could help.

- Help how?
- Money, get him out of trouble.

You know, find his killers.
[Knocking at the door]

Can you step out?

- You want a code?
- I'm fine.

- Thought you might be
interested in this.

Kosik's case.

- This ties you even tighter
to Yakushkin's murder.

- Okay, I'll tell
you what I know.

If we work on
this together.

- You're still confused.
Cops. Bad guy.

Okay, have your people

contact Interpol
headquarters in Lyon.

Tell them to ask
for Monsieur Verloc.

I assume you've connected
"The Yak" to Kiril Zubov?

- Bonjour, Monsieur Verloc.
Ici sergent Hourani,

"Sécurité d'Immigration
et Douanes du Canada."

Oui.

- Zubov had a fortune
in African diamonds.

Then Global Witness and Amnesty
started telling the world

how blood diamonds financed
war and wholesale mutilations.

And all of the sudden, poor
Mr. Zubov can't move his stones.

- Isn't there always
someone who'll buy diamonds? - Yeah, but not for full value.

And these are quality gems.

- But they'll buy nice
clean Canadian diamonds.

- So Zubov decides to launder
his blood diamonds and pass them off as Canadian.

Exactly. See, "The Yak" and I

smuggle the African diamonds
from Russia into Canada.

Somebody lasers
a Canadian logo onto them,

then we smuggle them
into New York and sell them.

- In your scenario, how does
"The Yak" end up dead?

- He did the
first run into Canada.

Probably skimmed a
few diamonds off the top.

I guess they wanted them back.

- [Knocking at the door]
- We have some information.

So, Interpol confirms that
Jimmy's working undercover

for the Russian Unified
Diamond Association.

- They're Russia's biggest
diamond consortium.

- You checked his credentials?
- Faxed his photo and prints. - So he's legit.

- Yeah.
- Russia's the second largest diamond producer in the world.

And they don't like the idea
of Zubov flooding the market with tainted product.

- If they can't control
the supply, they can't control the prices.

- I try not to judge.
- Why didn't Russian Unified go to the police?

- Police where? In what country?
My client wants a detailed map of Zubov's network:

who's counterfeiting the stones,
who's buying them.

- You used Yakushkin
to get you in with Zubov? - We did business in the past.

- And what have you found out?
- I'm waiting to hear from the Canadians. It's as far as I got.

Well, from here on, Mr. Kosik,

wherever you go, we go.

- I knew it.
I knew he wasn't a killer.

I don't believe you.

- I just said
he wasn't a murderer.

[Siren in the background]

[Beep]

- Charlotte: [Hello again.
You're probably getting ready for bed after a hard day.]

[Let me picture that.]

[Mm-hmm, yeah. You're
not a pajamas man, I hope--]

Hi.

Is that a gun?

Gotta go.

- You told me you were going
to set this up for tomorrow.

- It is tomorrow.
- Ah...

- Sammy doesn't exactly keep
the civil servants hours.

Okay, here he comes.

- This is him.
- Alright, after this, I'm telling him you're cut off.

- Okay, no more bailouts.
- Skip the sermon. Just give him the dough and we get outta here.

Oh no, this is not Sammy.
It's his guys.

What?

- So where is it?
- Yeah, I got it.

Tell your boss not to take any
bets from this man, alright?

- [Dad laughing]
- Let's go.

- What's this?
- Just keep walking.

- What do you mean, what's that?
It's 5,000.

- [Chuckling]
- That's not enough.

It's the vig.

It's a gesture of
good will here, okay?

You're cool with that. Right?

How much does he owe you guys?

Eighty grand!

- Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa!
- Can't we talk about this? - Guy's making a big mistake.

- No, this guy made the mistake.
He doesn't pay up by tomorrow,

that would be
an even bigger mistake.

[Moaning in pain]

- Hey, alright.
- Jesus!

- You were late last night.
- Got in just before your friend left.

Really late.

- Maybe we need to agree
on some house rules.

- Yeah, good. How about,
if you bring someone home,

you leave a tie on your bedroom
doorknob - I'll use a scarf.

Eighty grand?

How the hell did you get into
Sammy for 80 grand? - I was up 25!

I was on a hot streak and then
it all went wrong. I don't know. [Siren sounding]

- It's a sickness.
You know that, huh? You're sick.

- There was something I want
to ask you - don't you guys do that witness protection program?

Couldn't you get me in something
like that, send me out west, give me some money?

- You gotta be kidding me.
You got nothing the Crown wants. And you know what else?

I'm not going to spend the rest
of my life being your bodyguard.

- That's a relief. After that
piss-poor job you did on that last night, I'm glad to hear it.

- Are we turning the Yakushkin
homicide over to Metro? - Not yet.

Canada's the third largest
diamond producer in the world.

The last thing the industry
needs is to have our diamonds compromised.

- America's the largest market.
Nobody wants to celebrate their love

with a blood diamond
from some Russian mobster.

- So we watch Kosik
until he makes contact. - And we watch him very closely.

He does not inspire trust.

I second that emotion.

- So this Patrick Hardisty,
the doper brother of the diamond cutter,

- he was picked up in a bar fight
- assault and assault police.

He got six months suspended
sentence - if he went treatment.

- Did he go for it?
- Yeah, records indicated he's currently up in Elmvale.

- Elmvale?
- Yeah, kinda upscale for a kid from the tundra.

My sister?

Tamara, she's
in Yellowknife.

How do you know that?

- She calls me every Sunday
to see how I'm doing.

From Yellowknife?

Yeah.

I tell her she shouldn't
be spending all her money keeping me in a place like this.

But she says just to worry
about getting myself better.

- What brought you
down to Toronto?

- Guy said he had a job for me.
- What guy?

- I don't know.
Friend of a guy I knew.

- You remember his name?
- No.

There was no job
when I got here.

He had some good
shit, though.

Next thing I know
I'm in the can.

So I called my sister.

- How you doing?
Getting better?

I'm trying.

Eric.

- What was that?
- The guy with no job.

His name was Eric.

Something like Eric or...

Igor.

He was Russian.

- Cutter must know how to laser
the trademark on GSL diamonds. And the sister has a weak spot.

- They frame the brother
into a sucker play.

- She fakes the diamonds, they
pay money for Patrick's rehab.

- So she's here in Toronto
counterfeiting diamonds.

Is she willing or
has she been coerced? [Cell phone ringing]

- I guess we'll know that
when we find her. - Kessler.

- The meeting's going down
but we can't hear a thing.

- He picked this spot
because of the traffic noise.

Isn't Kosik wired?

- Come on, if I had any more
filters running I'd be a Brita.

Ah! As much as it
pains me to admit it, [technology has its limits.]

- He could be playing his part.
- Or warning them off.

- [Gray]: He's handing
over the briefcase.

Take them down. Now.

Let's go.

All units move in.

Detain all subjects. Go! Go!

ICS! Hands on your head!

Alright, get down, get down.

Give me the bag.

- They said they'd contact
me to take a shipment south in a couple of days.

- They didn't give you any
clue as to where they were counterfeiting the diamonds?

- No. And now we don't know
who their buyer is in New York.

Why the hell didn't
you just let it play out? - We've got them in custody.

We can interrogate them to
get their contacts. [Uneasy laugh]

- No, you can't. They're
professionals. They're not gonna tell you anything.

Even if you speak
very sharply to them.

- We're screwed.
- Keep in touch.

- Maintain surveillance
on Kosik?

Absolutely.

- Still haven't said
one "Da" or "Niet."

- Anything on
the Hardisty woman?

Nothing.

She looks nice. Hope nothing
bad's happened to her.

- Probably too much to hope for
if she tangled with those two.

- Well, good night.
- [Darnell]: Good night.

[Phone ringing
in the background]

[Phone ringing
in the background]

- You think I will talk to you?
I will tell you nothing.

- I'm not asking
you to talk.

[Greeting in Russian]

[Angry reply in Russian]

Got everything?

Edik.

- Yak was my friend.
- He was thief.

- I'm going to send
your boss a message

to show him it's unwise
to kill my friends.

[Car engine starting]

And you, Edik,

you're gonna be the message.

In two containers.
[Saw motor roaring]

[Edik]: Stop! Stop! Stop!

- What's this about
Jimmy Kosik slipping surveillance last night?

- He claimed he went for a walk.
He's back in the hotel this morning. We tightened up.

Good.

- Edik, uh, decided to talk
earlier this morning.

What prompted that?

- You know these Russians.
Moody, temperamental.

- A sudden change
of heart?

- You could say.
He gave me the contact information for New York.

And the location of
their Toronto operation.

Ms. Hardisty? Ms. Hardisty.

I'm with the police.

[Crying]
You're alright, you're okay.

- Thank you.
[Crying again]

[Mike]: You're safe.

You're okay.

Come on. Let's sit down.

[Still crying]

Shh. It's okay.

You're gonna be alright.
[Still crying]

- Oh, hey. Guess what,
I was talking to Sammy.

He says he can have
a meeting with you.

- Yeah? Tell him I want to have
another meeting with his goons.

Okay, tough guy.

Look, Sammy thinks we can
work something out here.

- We?
- Look, just take the meeting.

It's gonna be the last thing
I'll ever ask you to do. And if don't like what he ahs to say--

- Well, I already don't like it.
- Good, then that's that.

And I'll find
a way to disappear.

- You're always
working me, huh?

I'm just askin'.

- We've got the
New York contact.

Zubov will be there, too.

- We have plenty of counterfeit
stones from the Toronto operation to bait the trap.

- Need me to get in the door?
- No guarantees your cover hasn't been blown by now.

- Won't know 'til
we try, right?

- There'll be an agent with
you at all times. - Okay.

Sergeant Hourani
might do.

- So what've we got
on the guy who's buying?

- Alan Klein.
47th Street dealer.

- Wholesaler mostly.
- Pretty successful, from the looks of the neighborhood.

Hmm.

It's a good package.
My compliments.

- [Sighing]
- With any luck, this'll be over in about an hour.

What are we gonna
do after that?

- Debrief, get back
on the plane.

- Yeah. You know, the
Pierre has more legroom.

Better food,
too, I hear.

- Even at a time like this?
- What?

- You're incredible.
[Laughing]

[Hedge trimmer motors roaring]

[What's taking so long?]

- [Relax. He's buying
serious diamonds.]

[He has to kick the tires.]

[What if Zubov's on to Kosik?]

[Layla's in there without
no comm link, no gun.]

- [She's a pro.
She knows what she's doing.]

- [You saw what they
did to Yakushkin.]

[You're angsting like...]

[Like what?]

- [Like a guy who's
really worried about a woman he cares about.]

- [Yeah, she's my partner.
Of course, I care about her.]

- [What, are you jealous?]
- [Oh, please!]

- [If it were you in there,
I'd be jumping out of my skin.]

[What, you got
no snappy comeback?]

[Not today.]

[Hedge trimmer motors
roaring in the background]

- Too bad about
Yakushkin, huh?

What happened to him?

- He was disloyal. Tried
to operate on his own.

For success we must all work
together. Like brothers. - Sure.

Very nice.

- A special girl?
- No, not really.

Something I learned, you know,
for smuggling, the more body cavities the better, right?

[Both laughing]

- I could give her
something special.

Would you be willing
to share, brother Kosik?

Sure.

Come here. Come here.

- Excellent. Excellent.
We're almost done here.

Why don't you go into the city
and have a good time, hmm?

Okay. Look, I'm going to go.

You're with him now.

- Wait a minute--
- Whoa!

Hey, come along. Let's
have some fun, huh? - Don't touch me.

- Hey! If you're going to do
that, take it upstairs.

What's the matter
with you?

[Birdsong]

[Choking]

[Three gunshots]

- The stones.
Get the stones!

- Ah!
- Hey! Hey!

Try hitting me, brother.

Huh? Try hitting me.

- Jimmy!
[Gunshot] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

[Sirens sounding]

- Police! Drop your weapons!
- Get on the ground!

- Hands up! Get
down on the ground now!

[Gray]: Do it! Get down!

[Background radio chatter]

Get an ambulance! Please!

- It's okay.
[Layla wailing] Come on. Come on. It's okay.

- Come on.
- Oh, my God!

[Background radio chatter]

Okay. Alright.

[Background radio chatter]

[Background paramedical chatter]

[Ambulance engine starting]

[Birdsong]

[Background radio chatter]

- Jimmy died before
he hit the ground

but Layla wouldn't
leave him.

I guess she really
cared about the guy.

Yeah. I'm done here.

- Hey, after we're
through the paperwork,

the Bureau boys are going to
this Italian place in the Bronx.

- You in?
- No, I can't.

- I understand. Layla.
- No, no, I gotta go back to Toronto.

See a guy about a thing.

[Sighing]

[Background radio chatter]

What's this?

Your guys missed one.

[Background radio chatter]