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Now, wait a second.

Okay, bring me up
camera six.
Camera six on screen.

How many bodies?
Five.

Who discovered it?
I did.

I was walking past the room
and noticed an awful stench.

One of the victims
was the shooter.

Find a weapon?

On the floor.
Colt Delta Elite.

10mm auto?
Any others?

Two victims had
small calibers
in their jackets.

Not fired.

Maybe a deal gone bad.

We haven't identified
all the victims yet.

Only one: Peter Kovaks,
the reporter.

Suffered a gunshot wound
straight to the head.

Jesus Christ.

[Dan]
This is gonna be
our best story yet.

I still say
you're crazy.

Oh, come on!

[chuckles]

Wait. Guys, this is not
how we do business!

[speaking Korean]

[click]

[speaking Korean]

What's he doing?

[speaking Korean]

[speaking Korean]

Leni, what the fuck?

This is how...

how I consummate.

These idiots
put a gun to my head.

Policía not come.

No one come to save you.
You legit.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

Now could you have
somebody untie me, please?

Don't ever do that again.

I'm not one of them,
you know.

One of who?

North.
I born in Seoul.

Oh, well, congratulations.
And I care about that why?

They very good
do business with.

You know their
new embassy here?

The best.

Embassy is territory
of home country, you know?

They move goods in, out.

City to city.

Country to country.

No one can touch.

Again, why--

Your goods...

they're here.

My goods are here? Now?

You want to see?

Yes, I very much
want to see.

[speaking Korean]

Showtime.

Prime. Untouched.
None more than 16.

I told you I could get.

Unbelievable.
[Dan]
Yes, you did.

And although I do not like
your business practices,

I like your results.

So, as we agreed on before,
20,000 a girl? We got a deal?

Deal.

Okay.

Let's do it.

Let's go.

Policía!
Come on!

¿Policía?
You police?

No, no Leni. No.

I'm not police. No.
I'm a reporter.

And this is how
I consummate.

Fuck you!
Cállate.

Fuck you!

Let's go.
[spits]
Fuck you!

Huh?

They had a gun
to your head, Dan.

I had the police ready,
but you never gave
the signal.

How did you know they
weren't gonna kill you?

I didn't.

[scoffs]
That's what I mean.

Estás loco.

[scoffs]
Alex, come on.

[laughs]
Come on, Alex.

You're acting like
this is the first time
we've ever worked together.

You know the stories we do.
Why do I think
a speech is coming?

We do the real stories
that no one else does.

The real hard-hitting ones.

And then we can sell it
to whatever network
pays us the most.

I mean, we are free.
It's a beautiful thing.

I don't understand.

Ow.

Finally.
The off button.

Gotta have that removed.

So I was thinking
for this next one we just
pop on down to Morocco.

A buddy of mine down there,
he has a lead on a story

that he says will
blow this last one away.

Alex.

What's going on?

Dan, don't you miss having
a network you can call home?

Are you kidding me?
No. How many times
we been through that?

Get out. Who?

UBN. I took their offer.

I'm sorry, Dan.

[sighs]
I'm gonna take
a few days off,

and then I leave
for New York.

I need you.

You don't need anyone
but yourself.

And I need to do this for me.

[man]
Hey! How's it going
in sunny Spain?

Broken any new hearts?

Yeah, mine probably.
Yeah, like that's
ever gonna happen.

I'm just calling to remind you
it's my bachelor party
in a couple weeks.

Not gonna let an old friend
from the neighborhood down,
are you?

There is nothing that can
keep me from coming out there

and watching you totally destroy
a life of freedom and bliss.

Yeah, yeah.
One day you will
find the right woman

and then, my friend,
even you will know.

Yeah. I doubt it.
Okay, listen.

I'm just calling to check in.
Stay out of trouble, okay?

Why don't you go catch
some bad guys there,
Officer Tough Guy,

and I'll see you
in New York.

Yeah.

[laughs]

Oh, yes. Oh, yes.
I love their work.

I love--
Work the camera.

I hope you realize that
that image you're filming

has no need of any relays
or live feeds whatsoever.

As a matter of fact, yes,
I do realize that.

That beautiful little chip
stores up to six hours of video.

It's amazing, huh?

Hey, here's a question.

You think you can
work that camera

into this jacket,
maybe over the
left pocket here?

I don't see why not.

Why? You got a hot date
you want to record
for posterity?

I've got a meeting
with an informant
about a new story.

Yeah, sure.
Now give it to me.

I'll rig it up for you
in your new jacket,

and I look forward to editing
your new informant later on.

Ha ha. Thanks, Ludovic.

[whistles]

Hotel Vincci Soho,
por favor.

Dan! Dan!

Do you have a brother who
lives in Paseo de Gracia?

Yeah. Yeah, I think
he still lives there. Why?

Well, his wife has been
trying to reach you.

She called like
several times and...

What, Yolanda, what?

I'm sorry, Dan.

Your brother's dead.

Hola.

Hola.

Wow! Kathryn!
Look how big you've gotten.

My gosh.
I'm your Uncle Dan.

Do you remember me?

I brought this for you.

A present.Regalo.

It's a picture book.
[chuckles]

Have you seen my daddy?

Kathryn.

Could you please go
to your room, hmm?

Aww, Mama...
Please, honey?

Wow.

Yeah.

It's been so long.

It's good to see you.

I'm sorry.

Does she even know?

I told her, but I guess
she doesn't understand yet.

I'm not so sure
I understand.

Come in.

Police found him
at the Medina Royal.

Four others, too.

The only thing they've
told me is that it looks
like murder-suicide.

Really? Murder-suicide?

Yeah.
Murder-suicide.

What was he doing there?

Working on a story.

About what?

I don't know.

He never spoke
of his assignments.

But this one seemed--

I don't know.
Just different.

This doesn't
make any sense.

I know.

Dan, I know you guys had
your problems, but, um...

did you ever try...

I meant to call him
so many times,

and then a week
became two weeks,

became a month,
became a year.

I guess I'm just stubborn.

You weren't alone.

Peter didn't exactly approve
of the kind of reporting I do.

For Christ's sake,
he won a Pulitzer.

You weren't
that different, Dan.

The last time I saw him,
I think he said...

I slop around the mud
like a pig or something.

Peter loved you.

He wanted the best
for you.

[Kathryn]
Mommy!

I want something
from you, Dan.

I need you
to find out what you can
about Peter's death.

No, no, Juliana.
I didn't come here for that.

I just came to make sure
you and Kathryn were okay.

Dan, please.

[Kathryn]
Mommy, please come here!

There's something else here.
I-- I can feel it.

Just think about it, hmm?

[Juliana]
Hey, look at that.
What do you have there?

[Kathryn]
My dollhouse.

[Juliana]
Yes, it's a big house.

[distant chatter]

[chuckles]

I remember this thing.

I can't believe
he's still got it.

Dan?

Okay, I'll do it.

I'll see
what I can find out.

I take it I found
the crime scene, huh?

You're another one
from Interpol?

Because I can't
let you in unless...
Interpol? Uh, yeah.

That's me. Are the rest
of my agents, uh, here?

They left about
a half hour ago.

Story of my life.

So what do you think
happened here?

Only what I hear.

Tragedy. Killings.

Suicide.

Yeah. Murder-suicide.
That's what they're saying.

Room was locked
from the inside.

You know what? Can you just
stop what you're doing here
for a minute

and give me some time
with this crime scene?

I need to check
a few things out.

Yes.
I appreciate that.
Gracias.

God.

What were you
doing here, Peter?

[woman]
Hello, sir.

Natas,
I was about to call you.

The eye in the room
at the Medina Royal
has picked up someone.

Lilly, please,
bring it up on the screen.

Who is he?

Don't know yet, but he's asking
questions about the event.

Who's on standby?

Rattori.

Send it to him.

Okay.

He's right in front
of the hotel.

The only person besides me
making a call here.

Get a lock on his cell
so we can track.

[Jaime]
Blowing up your location now.

We've got a call
being connected
at your location.

Tracking enabled.

[cell phone ringing]

Dan, I'm so sorry
about your brother.

My God, I've been
trying to call you.

I picked up my things
at the bureau, and they
told me what happened.

Listen, I need your Barcelona
law enforcement contacts.

W-Wait. Why?
You investigating?

Is that so crazy?
Everything you do
is crazy.

Alex...

please.

[sighs]
All right.

I used to know someone at
the Spanish Secret Service.

You a cop?

Who are you?

I'm Dan Kovaks.

Peter Kovaks' brother.

Who are you?

Inspector Daniel Oro.
Sorry for your loss.

I was just speaking
to your brother's wife.

You give her more news
about the murder-suicide?

Come on, man,
you guys can do better
than that, can't you?

Almost all murder-suicides
are crimes of passion.

The way those guys died
was clean, precise,
passion-less.

I really hope
I'm not teaching you
something here, Inspector.

I don't know yet
why your brother was there,

but I do know the four men
your brother died with
were all small-timers.

There's often no logic
in petty crime.

A deal goes bad,
someone pulls a weapon
and boom, meeting ended.

Five people murdered.
Yeah, it's
the murder part I get.

It's the suicide part
that kind of has me baffled.

Good night, Dan Kovaks.

Hey.
Hey.

What did the inspector
say to you?

He wanted to know if
I had any of Peter's files,
anything he left behind.

And?
I told him he never
kept anything here.

Right.

Hey.
Hello.

Are you guys
going somewhere?

Yeah, to stay
in the country
with my mother.

I just can't
stand it here.

Will you keep looking?

Juliana, are you sure
you want me to find out
the details?

That won't change
anything, will it?

I want the truth, Daniel.

Kathryn deserves that...

and so do I.

Okay. I'll keep looking.

Okay.

Anti-war demonstrators
expanded their angry protests

to new cities
throughout the world.

Large crowds gathered
to picket in front of U.S.
and North Korean embassies,

as the clock ticks down
on the United States' threat

of military action
against North Korea.

As we've reported,

the Washington administration
gave the Korean dictator

the November 15th deadline

to stop all ballistic missile
and nuclear weapons testing

or face prompt and aggressive
military action.

Today in New York, just
12 days from that deadline,

Vice president Asteron again
lobbied the United Nations
for support.

Joining us live here on UBN
from his office in Washington

is the vice president's chief
of staff, Matthew McBride.

Welcome, Mr. McBride.

"Grave peril" is how
the vice president

describes the threat of war
with North Korea.

Is that election year
posturing,

or does the administration
really believe that we are
on the brink of war?

Alice, the president
has dispatched four
major carrier groups

to the Sea of Japan
and the gulf of West Korea.

I would take that as a sign
that the United States
means business.

But the United Nations
is split almost directly
down the middle,

some charging, in fact,
that the administration is
instigating the conflict.

How do you react to that?
It's nonsense.

The North Koreans have
brought this on themselves,

and now there is
no more negotiating.

If other countries
do not get behind

the November 15th deadline,

then this administration stands
ready to take unilateral action.

We will not waver.

Hmm.

Punch in.

Pushing in on camera 2.

"One: W-H tip.

Two: 12 Lou Cox.

Bring the sample
to S De la Strada."

What the hell is this?

Are you there yet?

Yeah. Pulling up now.

This is no longer
a surveillance operation.

I want you to eliminate
the target...

and mop up.
Got it?
Copy.

[door opens]

Hey! Go! Go!

[screams]

Perdón. Sorry. Sorry.

[woman screams]

Rattori, he's going
up to the roof.

[Rattori]
We have a runner
on the roof.

Same location: G-6, 406.
Get me an eye in the sky.

On it.

Requesting coverage
for lat 41.3821.

Long 2.180909,
acquisition priority alpha.

[silenced gunshot]

Okay, Natas. I've got
a Misty with coverage
for the next 10 minutes.

Setting up a Mill Star
relay... now.

[Natas]
Get a lock on his cell phone.

[silenced gunshots]

Run all you want, Kovaks.

[silencer]
Split up!

[silencer]

[silencer]

We have a visual.
He's on the Ramblas,
heading north, fast.

He's approximately
500 feet in front of you.

Fuck!

[tires screech]

[horn blaring]

Got you.

[sirens wailing]

[tires screeching]

[thuds]

[tires screech]
Oh, my God.

What is going on?
What's happening?

[Jaime]
We've got a man down.
Where is he?

I repeat, man down.

Shit!

Shit! Fuck!
Where is he?

Come on! Where is he?
Tell me where he is.

All right.
Working on it.

He's headed west on...
on Pelayo.

Pelayo. Pelayo, now!
Let's go! Pelayo.

[Jaime]
It seems like
he's getting tired.

You're gaining on him.

Where the fuck is he?

Give me something!
Where is he?

Hold on.
There's something wrong.
It says that...

he's headed toward you.

He's right
in front of you!

He's underground.

He's in the metro.

[Jaime]
Okay, he's just south of you.

Hey!

Accuracy becoming marginal.

The signal is weak.

Keep going
straight ahead.

Approximately 300 feet.

Okay, take the back,
I'll take the front,
meet in the middle.

It seems the target
has stopped moving.

Okay. He's directly
between the both of you.

Gotcha.

100 feet.

50 feet.

25 feet. You should be
right on top of him!

Fuck! Fuck!

[punches shelf]

Shit.

We lost him.

All right, Mr. Kovaks.

All right.

Don't think we need
the big guns for this one,
Agent Rattori.

Well, yeah, you know me.

Always like to help out
the little fellows.

What do we have here,
my old friend?

Well, at first glance,
random murder.

The victim is
a Maria Infante, 27.

No priors, no history.

But whoever did this
left a sloppy trail.

Dirt prints led us to look
at the apartment downstairs.

And who does it belong to?
Peter Kovaks.

The reporter
killed at the Medina.

An eyewitness
saw his brother
flee the scene.

Okay.

Issue an alert
for the brother.

Bring him in.
Suspicion of murder.

As of now,
I'm officially
taking this over.

"Sample."

What sample?

The bill?

De la Strada.

That is a very rare set
of Deutschmarks.

It is one of my most
prized possessions.

It's interesting.

I'm very sorry to hear
about your brother.

Thank you.

I think the people
who killed Peter
are after me now.

The news reports said that
the man who killed Peter
committed suicide.

Well, you can't always believe
what the news reports say now,
can you?

Sit down.

[clears throat]
Peter...

Peter talked to you
about his story, right?

The sample?

Ah. Oh, yes.
Oh, yes, I...

I didn't want
to offer that
unless you asked.

You know,
for your own safety.

This is what
Peter asked me about.

"PN-14342"?

The stuff of kings.

Of rogue countries.

Of bad men doing
very bad things.

See the circles?

They mark imperfections
in various incarnations
of PN-14342.

On page one, there are many
on a version of the bill
they named the Supernote.

Now turn to the last page,
the one I call the Megabill.

The Megabill.

Nearly perfect.
[chuckles]

Do you realize
what an accomplishment
that is?

So PN-14342
is a counterfeit?

Oh, yes.

A beautiful family
of counterfeits.

And now the latest version
of PN-14342

is good enough to fool
every bank in the world.

Printed on
identical paper

on Intaglio presses

and with optically
visual ink,

like real
American currency.

How many of these Megabills
have you seen?

Many.

Every time
the U.S. Secret Service
found them.

So the story goes
that they shipped them off
to Washington and burned them.

But then too many
started turning up,

and they couldn't
keep it quiet.

Would you be able
to recognize one
if you saw it?

What do you think?

[chuckles]

Nothing unusual
at first glance.

Micro-printing around
ol' Ben Franklin...

Polymer threads.

Blue and red fabric.

Light shifting ink. Yes.

All there.

It boggles the mind to think of
all the care this took to make,

all to be foiled
by a flat-bottom G.

[chuckles]

In the word "legal."

[chuckles]

Flat-bottom G?

See there?

The very bottom of the G
is not round.

This printing flaw
is the only feature

making this bill different
from real legal tender.

So that is a Megabill.

Oh, yes.
That's the Megabill.

Do you have more of those?

I really don't wanna say,
but I thank you very much
for your expertise.

My brother
thanks you as well.

Thank you very much.

Oh, Mr. Kovaks...

if you find
more of those,

I'd be happy to
authenticate them
for you.

Okay. Thank you very much.

Protestors came out
in force today

in New York, Chicago,
Los Angeles

and over 40 new cities
worldwide.

Demonstrators are protesting
Kim Jong Il's refusal

to acknowledge
the November 15th deadline

to stop nuclear bomb testing.

With the deadline
only ten days away

and the North Koreans
continuing to push back,
Like I said, he's here.

military action
seems inevitable.

Yeah, I got your e-mail
about the Megabill,

and I've come up with some
pretty interesting stuff.

Now, do you mind telling me
what's going on, Dan?

You're all over the news.

They're saying that
you murdered some woman
in your brother's building.

No, I didn't--

My God, these guys
are serious.

You've really outdone
yourself this time.

How did you know
I'd be here?

I knew if you needed help,
you'd eventually come
to Ludovic.

I'm sorry about your brother.

Thanks.

I'm gonna figure this out.

I'm glad you're here.

[Ludovic]
Here's what we've got.
Kim Jong Il.

Guy's been all over
the news lately.

"First came Adolf Hitler
and his secret campaign,
Operation Bernhard,

during World War II
to flood the British and
American economies with...

counterfeit cash."

"Now according
to State Department
and Secret Service sources,

it's North Korean dictator
Kim Jong-Il

with a master plan
all his own.

After years of producing
near-perfect fakes of the old
design of American money,

intelligence sources say
Kim Jong Il and
his master forgers

have honed
the art of the fake

and are now making mass
quantities of near-perfect
copies of American currency.

These have been nicknamed
by some, the Megabills."

Check this out.

A Megabill?

Absolutely.
Wow.

So you think
North Koreans
killed Peter?

I don't know.

Look, Alex, maybe you
should get out of here.

This is getting
way too dangerous.
No, Dan, I'm in.

Guys... Guys, you both
better get out of here.
[cars approach]

How the hell--
[siren blares]

Your cell phone.
Give me your cell phone.

They can triangulate
your position. Now they're
probably looking for you.

Give it to me.
I know how to
block the signal.

Take the back.
Let's go.

Policía!

Get in!

[shouting]

[Alex]
Who's he?
He's a cop.

Good cop or bad cop?
That's a good question.

I'm Oro,
Barcelona Police.

[Alex]
Why are you doing this?

Santos Rattori with
Spanish Secret Service

has taken over
the investigation
from my department.

Wait a minute. You told me
that my brother was with a bunch
of small-timers in that hotel.

What is Spanish Secret Service
doing involved?

I don't know. I thought
I could trust Rattori.

Now he's taking his lead
from someone higher up.

Where are you
taking us?

Last I checked,
out of danger.

Why don't I just
turn myself in?

Because you'll either be
falsely charged with murder
or killed in custody.

Like those options?

Notice anything strange
about the bullet?

It's from the Medina Royal
crime scene.

Looks normal to me.

This one was fired
through a silencer.

Know why that
bothers me?

Who commits suicide
with a silencer?

Or no silencer was found
at the crime scene.

Correct on both counts.

Could the killers be
North Korean?

What do you know?

Tell me what you know.

Go. Go.

Increasing perimeter
to ten miles.

Where are you, Kovaks?

Where are we going?

Looks like, uh, France.

There is it.
Come on, go.
But we'll get the next one.

No. We get this one
right now, okay?

We'll lay low
for a little while.

I'll work my contacts
from here.

H-Hey!
You son of a bitch!

Too dangerous, Alex.

If I disappear,
go to the U.S. Embassy

and tell them what
we've learned so far.

I'll make you disappear,
you bastard!

Barcelona base.

[man]
Is this a secure line?

Go ahead.

I'm concerned about
your public display of force.

It'll be dismissed as
acts of random violence.

It needs to be.
And the shipment?

Last shipment arrived safely,
and the bird is returning home.

Stay on schedule.
Have you found
the missing package?

No. Still working on that.

[hangs up]

Yeah, good boy.
You've been a good boy today.

Yeah, you've been
a very good boy.

Oh, Mr. Kovaks.

Sorry to startle you.
Come inside.

You look like you could
use a place to rest.

No. I just need to ask you
a few questions, if I may.

Are the North Koreans
the counterfeiters?

Oh, yes. The North Koreans are
the proud parents of PN-14342.

How do you know?

Because, my dear boy,

I'm one of the few experts
in the world who can
detect the Megabill,

so agencies
routinely hire me

to track its route
into the currency stream.

All paths lead
to the Korean peninsula.

Could you give me
just a brief history?

Come inside.

No, no, please.
Just tell me.

In 1989,

Supernote counterfeits
started turning up
in banks around the world.

The fakes were good,
but far from perfect.

But no one in intelligence could
figure out who was making them.

That changed in 1997.

What happened then?

Two defectors.

One, the former secretary
of the Korean Workers' Party

sought asylum at
the U.S. Embassy in Beijing.

They eventually told
about a pet project
of Kim Jong Il's:

counterfeiting
large quantities
of American money.

Is any of this
documented?

I was there.

A U.S. agency
brought me in to speak to
the Workers' Party defector.

Which agency
brought you in?

The CIA.

How many counterfeits
have the Koreans made?

The amount is in
the billions of dollars.

Wow. That could cause
a lot of damage.

Is doing.

The other defector said
that Kim Jong Il is
using the funny money

to prop up his
nuclear weapons program.

In fact,
the intelligence community
thinks he used the counterfeits

to fund those underground
atomic bomb tests in 2006.

Yes, this is very serious
business, Mr. Kovaks.

Clearly. It cost
my brother his life.

[De la Strada]
All paths lead to
the Korean peninsula.

[no audible dialogue]

[grunting, groaning]

[speaking Korean]

[coughing]

[speaking Korean]

[coughing]

An American trespassing
on North Korean interests.

How familiar.

Sorry. Must have taken
a wrong turn at Burma.

Kovaks.

I recognize that name.

Maybe you're confusing me
with my brother.

He was murdered
at the Medina Royal Hotel.

Maybe you read about it.
Maybe you were there.

We're accustomed to this.

The Democratic People's
Republic of Korea

is accused of many things
by its imperialistic enemies.

They call us terrorists.

Well, if it walks like a duck,
and it talks like a duck--

But we do know about revolution
that cuts humanity into pieces

in order to rejuvenate it,

like our undying quest
to reunite our people.

For that, we never, ever
hesitate to do what we must.

But I do know
what it's like
to lose a brother.

I lost two myself.

And I, too, would do anything
to preserve their memories.

This is why I'm going
to let you go...

and continue your search.

But do not come back.

Do you understand?

[man]
Alejandra,
good to see you.

Agent Denfri.
It's been a lifetime.
How are you?

Come on.
Hasn't been that long.

Welcome to our little
surveillance party.

Chicos,
meet Alejandra Velor.

Hi.
Hola.

Who are you watching?

Standard lot.
Spies disguised as diplomats.

Wow. Did you find out
anything for me?

The identities of
the men killed with Kovaks.
Great.

Three of the men were
freelance bodyguards.

Obviously not very good.

They were protecting
this guy, Newton Suliman.

Small-timer from Cyprus
with links to organized crime.

Mostly a stolen goods
merchant.

He and this man, Goulos Haque,
were almost always together.

But he wasn't
one of the victims.

Was he picked up
on security cameras
at the hotel?

They went down
right before the shooting.

That's convenient.
Exactly.

But while the doorman
and other people
at the Medina

couldn't identify
all the victims
from pictures,

no one said they saw
Goulos Haque that day.

Any idea where he is?

Barcelona police
went to his apartment

and reported it looks like
he left in a panic.

He raced off in his car
toward Valencia.

How do they know that?

He was stopped for speeding
20 kilometers from Valencia.

Of course,
the cop who stopped him

just gave him a citation
and let him go.

The bodies hadn't been
discovered at this point.

Valencia.
The docks?

Yeah, could be.

So Haque's the missing link.
But what does he know?

There's something else
you should be aware of.

A top-level agent
of Interpol

has taken over
the investigation
from Barcelona P.D.

Rattori. I know.

Rattori's working
for a man named Natas.

He's getting
a lot of support.

Mainly a blind eye,
if you know what I mean.

Who's Natas working for?

Someone big, but I
couldn't find out who.

Thank you, Alfonso.
Can I have these pictures?

Be careful, Alejandra.
This might be bigger
than you think.

In clear defiance of
the United States' warnings,

word is coming in tonight
that North Korea has conducted

yet another
ballistic missile test

in the Sea of Japan,

further escalating tensions,

all as American naval power
speeds to the area.

[groaning]
I knew you'd
come back here.

Hey. How was France?

Fine, for the five minutes
I was there,cabrón.

Are we safe here?

Are we safe anywhere?

Ludovic said that the police
haven't been back here since--

What's the matter?

I'm just really sore.
It's a long story.

I met with my contact,

and he told me
that the lead guy
who died with Peter

was a stolen goods smuggler,
but clearly small time.

And his partner,
a Goulos Haque,
he's missing.

Probably took his car
and himself and escaped on
a freighter out of Valencia.

To where?
I don't know.

My friend is checking, but...
you know what I am thinking?

Yeah. We find
this Haque character,

and we find
the missing piece.

Hey, guys, I managed
to pull some video off
that chip you gave me.

Come check it out.
Come on.

[groans]

Baggage handlers?

[Alex]
That's Goulos Haque.

That's Suliman,
the man who died with Peter.

[Ludovic]
American Relief Services...

in Barcelona Harbor?

Audio notes from
surveillance shoot number 6.
Oh, my God.

Friday evening, 10 p.m.
Barcelona Harbor.
Peter.

It appears as though Suliman
and Haque are not counterfeit
traders as they claim,

but common crooks.

They must have gotten
lucky one day and stolen
a crate full of phony cash.

But who did they steal it from?
A bank? Counterfeiters?

Finding out is my next to-do.

Couldn't get inside of 401A,

but I'll try again after I
meet with Suliman as a buyer

in two days
at the Medina Hotel.

They're selling a lot of cash,
ten cents on the dollar.

So, now what?

We finish
what my brother started.

We go to 401A.

I knew you'd say that.

Here. Before I forget.

In case of an emergency.
I opened it using a false I.D.

It'll take them weeks
to figure it out.

I don't suppose
you have a key.

Okay.

You wait here.
Yeah, okay.

Call out if you
see anybody, okay?
Okay.

Holy shit. Natas!

We got motion sensors
going off at the warehouse.

Anyone supposed
to be out there?
No.

Punch up
camera three.

There.

Zoom in on that.

Call security.

Oh.

[alarm blaring]

Dan! Dan!

Corre. Corre.
[barking]

Run, run, run!

[growling]
Go, go!

Get in!

[line ringing]

Can we meet
somewhere?

I don't think it's safe
to meet out in the open.

Come here.

All right, fine.
And, Dan...

trust no one,
do you hear me?

[chuckles]
I don't trust anybody.

[De la Strada]
I'm so relieved
you are all right.

Have you ever heard of
American Relief Services?

Humanitarian group?

I read in the newspaper
that their European
headquarters is here.

Well, we found
a ripped piece of a bill
in one of their warehouses.

Can you take a look at it?

I can tell you
without question

it's part of a Megabill.

Don't you have
to examine it first?

No movements!

What are you doing?

You're finally going
to meet the people
who've been after you.

They're coming now.

When you call, I call.

Worked out nicely.

What's your end?

It's always about money.

In my case,
that has double meaning.

Something very titillating...

about being part of something
so sinister and so perfect.

I also get paid real money
to verify the fakes
for my friends.

[chuckles]

I like to think they moved here
because I'm so valuable to them.

Valuable?
You're pathetic.

Not unlike your brother.

My brother?

Ah, the intoxicating power
of my Megabills.

[laughs]

The dreams they inspire.

What are you
talking about?

Peter might have started out
doing a grand story

about something that
would change the world,

but he proved too human
for his ideals.

Make sense.

Your brother was intending
to buy the Megabills
from Suliman

for himself!

Ten cents on the dollar,

with the goal to get
immediately ten times
his money in Megabills

and do whatever you do
with ill-found gains.

I don't believe it.

Believe it!
Check his bank account

for a large withdrawal
prior to the shooting.

And everyone thought you were
the morally challenged brother!

Right. Go, go, go!
Let's go!

Do you believe
his story about Peter?

I don't know.
I don't know.

I mean, as much as Peter
and I didn't get along,

I always
thought of him as...
Perfect?

No. No, not perfect,

but certainly a lot
closer to it than me.

I don't know.

Maybe he saw it
as an opportunity
to make some easy money

and figured
nobody'd miss it.

Juliana said the story
was somehow different.

Different? How?

I don't--
I don't know.

Goddamn it!
Where were you?

I held them off
as long as I could!

Where'd they go?
In a car.

How the hell
should I know?

Go track him down.

We're gonna need someone
to clean this up.

[gunshot]
[whines]

"W.H. Tip."

"W.H. Tip"?

"2 12 Lou Cox."

Two, one, two.

212. An area code.

That would be New York.
Could it be that easy?

Maybe.

Peter always
codes his information
to protect it from people.

I've done enough
ride-alongs with NYPD

to know that they call
lieutenants "Lou."

[line ringing]
What?

Miller.
Hey, yo, it's Dan.

You're not calling to back out
of my party, are you?

Listen, I need your help.
This is very important, okay?

Sure thing.
What is it?

I'm trying to track down
an NYPD lieutenant named Cox.

If he's collecting benefits,
he'll be listed
in the metro roster.

Look for somebody with
some other service record:

military, FBI,
something like that.

Yeah, okay, I got one here.
Lieutenant Michael Cox.

After he left NYPD, he served
as head of audio-visual security

for the Secret Service
at the White House.

The White House?
What administration?

Current one.
Son of a bitch.

White House.
"W.H." has gotta be
"White House."

Okay, so Peter
must have gotten a tip

from somebody
at the White House
about Lou Cox.

Michael Cox
has gotta be our man, okay?

Can you track him down?
Where is he located right now?

Woodlawn Cemetery
in the Bronx.

Got killed in
a car accident last year.

Son of a...

You know what? It figures.
Does he have any family?

Yeah. Wife, Lynn Cox.
Lives in Mattituck
on the Island.

All right, listen. buddy.
I need you to pay her a visit.

What? Why?

Ask her if she knows
anything about PN-14342,

also known as
the Megabill.

Tell her that a lot of people
died trying to find out

something that her husband
either knew or saw.

Okay, wait. PN?

PN-14342.

It's very important.
Write it down, man.

Okay. I'll do what I can.
Thanks, brother.

Yeah, yeah.

Now we got something.

Who are you calling now?

Oro speaking.

It's Dan Kovaks.

You're still alive?
I'm impressed.

I don't know how long
I can keep that up.

Sir, I've got an incoming call
for Inspector Daniel Oro.

There's a company called
American Relief Services

running out of
the Barcelona Harbor.

I need you to find out
who's behind them.

[Oro]
What is this nonsense?
Believe me...

it's connected to the murder,
and it's very important, okay?

Okay, I'll check it out.
Where are you now?

Yeah. We got him, sir.

I would say you should be
heading to an airport
or a train station,

but it's too late
for that.

Rattori has assigned men
to all exit points.

They're not gonna
let you out.

Meet me at the Plaza España
in an hour.

Good.

Kovaks.

I found out who runs
American Relief Services.

It's run by this guy.

It's the same guy who's been
controlling the agent from
Spanish Secret Service.

His name is Calvert Natas.

He's an American operating
out of the U.S. Consulate.

Natas? American?

Who does he work for?

CIA.

How do you know?

[woman screams]

[all screaming]

[horns honking,
sirens wailing]

[man]
If I was there,
I'd shoot you myself.

Let me remind you
that nothing is traceable.

Really?
So where are they?

I'm working on that.

I have a man on the ground
tracking them as we speak.

End this, Natas.
Whatever you have to do.

Kill them and get
the fuck out of there!

We got him, sir.

Headed north on
Avenue Diaganal
towards Pau Claris.

Okay.

Where the hell
are we going?

Another country.

What?

We're hundreds of miles
from any border.

Welcome to another country.
Come on.
What?

I know somebody here.
Come on. Don't worry about it.

Embassy is territory
of home country, you know?

No one can touch.

[Dan]
No, no.
You cannot come in here!

We're not gonna move.
Okay, listen.

My name is
Daniel Kovaks, okay?

This is Alejandra Velor.

We're here to seek
political asylum.

[Alex]
We are investigative
reporters.

We're in possession
of state secrets of
the U.S. government.

We are gonna be killed.
We need political asylum.

So, Mr. Kovaks,

it seems you didn't take
our warning very seriously
the last time you were here.

But do not come back,
do you understand?

[whispers]
Last time?

The guy I spoke to
last time let me go.

He said that I could
continue my search, okay?

[rings]

Uh, please,
can I answer that?

That could be
very important, okay?

That could be the information
that your superiors
are waiting for.

Now, you wouldn't wanna
disappoint your superiors,
would you?

Thank you. Yeah.

Yeah, hey, it's me.

I just got back.
I got something for you.

I went to see Lynn Cox
in Mattituck like you asked.

As soon as I mentioned PN-14342,
she started to freak.

Then she gives me this DVD.
Says her husband told her...

to give it to anyone with
a badge who wasn't CIA.

What's your
e-mail address here?

Please, I need
your e-mail address.

Woman's terrified, Dan.

She couldn't wait
to give it to me.

Hey, what's on it?

For all I know,
naked pictures of Mrs. Cox.

Don't know.
Didn't have time to look.

Did you want me
to e-mail it
to you, asap?

Yes. Yes, please.
Compress the file

and send it
to info@barcelona.
nkoreanconsulate.com.

Wait. North Korean Consulate?
What the hell's going on, Dan?

Just send it to me, okay?
Please? Thank you.

Okay. We're in business.

Someone wants to see you.

You'll be proud
to meet the honorable
Consul General to Spain

from the Democratic People's
Republic of Korea,

Chang Choi.

The Consul General?

Uh, well, I...

I continued my search,
and I found out some things,

and now I need
your help, sir.

Yes, I know.
And I need yours.

Mine?

Yes. An e-mail
just arrived for you.

How did you get this?

I got it from a friend.

[Choi]
And this is?

Matthew McBride,
the vice president's
chief of staff.

Hello, my friend.

Calvert Natas.

You know him?

Did you see me
on the TV today?

Always said you should be
the guy with the title.

Could you pause that?
Can you stop that?

Calvert Natas runs
American Relief Services

out of
the Barcelona Harbor.

He's CIA.

And he is the one
who's responsible

for shipping those super
counterfeit Megabills
that your country makes.

Wait.

If we're to get along,

there's one thing
you must understand.

Our official position
is that these bills exist,

but we are being blamed
without any evidence.

Okay, so let's just say then
that, hypothetically,

Country X is involved in
manufacturing these bills.

What would Calvert Natas
be doing with them?

Hypothetically?

Of course.

If a country...

were producing
large quantities
of counterfeits,

they would do
anything they could

to get them into
the currency system...

discreetly.

Now, what we've been
hearing about these bills

is that they are showing up
in unusually large numbers
in Southeast Asia.

Someone,
not the manufacturer,

is collecting the bills
and placing them there.

Watch.

How many Megabills
have come in?

90 million last month.
85 the month before.

Kim Jong has been busy.
Oh, yeah.

And Secret Service
still thinks we're burning
all the ones we confiscate.

Look, our Malaysian friends,
they're turning up the heat.

They want more bills
to keep the contributions
coming back to our little fund.

Okay, so Natas and McBride
have got themselves
a sweet little deal.

They take all the bills
that the Secret Service
finds in circulation--

And instead of burning them,
they ship them to Malaysia.

And then in return,
Malaysia launders the money

and then gives them
a nice little portion back
to stick in their little fund.

I doubt that fund
goes to UNICEF.

No. It probably goes
for covert operations,

Asteron's political
campaigns. Who knows?

Okay, so everything was
moving along just fine

until a shipment of
those bills got stolen.

Imagine the heat
that came down

when they found out
that a reporter was trying
to buy some of those bills.

That reporter
was my brother.

Okay, those Megabills,
they're still out there, okay?

So these guys probably
went into crisis mode,

and they shut down every
aspect of their operation.

And then they started to
eliminate everybody who knew
anything about the counterfeits.

Now probably including
the people, or the country,

responsible
for manufacturing them.
Wait, wait.

Are you saying
that Natas and McBride
are willing to start a war

to cover up
their involvement
in counterfeit bills?

Does that really
surprise you?

Wars have been started
on a lot less than that.

I understand.
Trust me.

That's one hell of a story.

Yeah, it is.

But I'm not gonna tell it.

What?
I'm not gonna tell the story
unless I can tell the story.

The whole story.

The truth, warts and all.

Impossible.

Okay, well, then you'll
have to release us back
to the Spanish police,

and we'll disappear
along with the story.

And then November 15th
is gonna roll around,

and our countries will
fight the nuclear fight,

and then, believe me,
you'll lose all hope of ever
reunifying your country,

whatever's left of it.

No.
Look, I'm a fair
journalist, okay?

I'll tell both sides
of the story.

You can issue any denial, spin,
whatever your position is.

I'll have to talk
to the premier.

Of course.

In the meanwhile,
what do you need?

I need to call
some friends.

What's the name of the ship?
The Riccardi?

We need 15 minutes
for a special report
over the whole network.

I promise it'll be worth it.
Okay, thank you.

Okay. Denfri says
that Haque and his car

were on a ship out of Valencia
called the S.S. Riccardi.

It docked in Newark
last night.

Last night? Damn it!
He's long gone.
No, no, no.

Not if he has
to clear customs.

Right.
What's up with the network?
We're good?

Okay, UBN is offering time on
their network and affiliates.

But it's a narrow window.
If we miss it, we're done.

Let's get going.

Hey, hey!
[speaking Spanish]

I'm a guest of the consulate.

I'm a guest of the consulate!
Leave me alone, man!

I'm a guest of the consulate.

This is Anna Michaels reporting
on a breaking news story

at the North Korean Consulate
in Barcelona, Spain.

Apparently an American
television team

is requesting asylum from
the North Korean authorities.

Details aren't clear,

but it seems that
the American reporter
and producer

are preparing to broadcast
from inside the consulate.

More information to come
as the story unfolds.
[cell phone ringing]

Now, here's
Sharon Edwards...
Miller.

One more favor, buddy.
This time I'm gonna
make you a hero.

Did anyone ever tell you
you're a goddamn pest?

Listen, I need you to arrest
a man named Goulos Haque.

H-A-Q-U-E. He should be
waiting to pick up a shipment
from the S.S. Riccardi,

which docked in Newark
last night.

I just e-mailed you
his rap sheet

and some photos.
What's he carrying?

Most likely...

very important
missing counterfeit money.

This is big time, buddy.
Call me when you catch him.
I gotta go.

Call me when you catch him.

Audio notes from
surveillance shoot
number 6.

Friday evening, 10 p.m.
Barcelona Harbor.

What do I say
about Peter?

Say what your heart
tells you.

I can't lie.

You don't have enough
evidence either way.

Don't report it
unless you're sure.

Some wise reporter
once told me.

And who was that?

[chuckles]

Some guy with
a faulty off switch.

Alex...

thank you.

It's not over yet.
There is a way to stop them.

The network truck needs
a clean line of sight
to the building

in order to get a signal.
Do you understand?

Break the line of sight.

Beautiful.

That's beautiful.

Excuse me.

Move all of these trucks
out of here.

Who are you?

Interpol?
Move them.

Okay.

Are you getting our signal,
New York?

Great. We wanna run
a few rehearsals,

and we'll be ready
in a couple minutes,
okay? Thank you.

We are not moving.
Move it,
or I'll tow it away.

At the center of this report,
perhaps most shocking of all,

is a conspiracy by
the vice president's
chief of staff,

Matthew McBride, and--
How tight are we?

Like here?
All right.

[police radio chatter]

Hey, we've lost the signal.

What?

Okay.
Bring me on camera six.

Camera six.

Got it.

Rattori, you copy?
Copy.

Okay, I hacked into their
security system and looped
cameras five and six.

You're invisible now.

Okay, wait for my signal.

Wait there.

Wait there.

Now.

Go.

[cell phone rings]

Hello. What?

What?

Oh, shit.
They're moving the trucks.

What do we do?

[sighs]

Don't worry, New York.
We're working on it.

What are we gonna do?

Tell me
I'm a good producer.

What?

Tell me
I'm a good producer.

You're a good producer.
Now what?

Come here.

[Alex]
Recognize anyone?

Ludovic. Ohh...

Nice one.

After we got the okay
last night, I called him
just in case.

You're a great producer.

The only problem is that as
soon as he puts his mast up,
the police will see him.

How is he gonna
get his signal
to the UBN truck?

Yeah, okay, okay.
This is the plan.

Radio the UBN guys
to bring microwave repeaters

to a roof
just southwest of here.

We can use Ludovic to relay
the signal to the roof

and then they can uplink it
to the satellite, okay?

So it's a relay race.

I'll call Ludovic.

If we have to
bounce this signal
all the way to New York,

that's what we'll do.

Looks like your little show
is finally over.
Wait!

The premiere ordered us
to release you to the local
authorities within the hour.

No, no, no.
We need more time than that.

That's not enough time.
We need more time.

Top of the hour.
I can do no more.

This camera's history, man.

Can we broadcast,
or can you fix it?

[cameraman]
Should we pack up
and make a run for it?

No! Where are we gonna go?
We have no place to go.

We've gotta
figure out something.

Do we have another camera?
A cell phone?

I believe...

this belongs to you.

My camera.

Make this work.
I'm on it.

Good to go.

Perfect.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
please work.

Switching channel 6,
QPSK modulation.

Channel 6, QPSK. Roger.

Come on out
wherever you are.

[beeping, static]

I can see you.

Hah!

Gotcha!

Get ready, boys.
It's coming your way.

Roof to relay,
beam relayed to satellite.

It's working.

Good. Showtime.

Master control,
we're ready to go live.

I'm being told
our feed from Barcelona

has been reestablished.

We go now to Dan Kovaks...

a freelance reporter who is
currently a political refugee
9, 8, 7, 6...

in, of all places,
the North Korean Consulate.
5, 4...

Dan?

Dan, can you hear me?
Uh, thank you, Alice.

That's Uncle Dan!
Yeah.

In a few moments,
the Spanish authorities
are going to place myself,

my producer and
my entire crew
under arrest.

While the charges that are
being brought against us
are completely fraudulent,

we are being falsely accused

in order to prevent us
from bringing you this story.

The story... it's a story
that begins with a tale of
international counterfeiting

allegedly by
the North Korean government.

Yes, the same government
from which we now broadcast.

This video was shot
by my brother

while investigating
two small-time criminals

as they steal a shipment
of counterfeit bills.

It appears as though Suliman
and Haque are not counterfeit
traders as they claimed,

but common crooks
robbing boats and
warehouses of cargo.

They must have gotten
lucky one day and stolen
a crate full of phony cash.

But who did they
steal it from?

A bank? Counterfeiters?

They're selling a lot of cash,
ten cents on the dollar.

Now, for their part,
the North Koreans

vehemently deny any involvement
whatsoever in counterfeiting,

and they are allowing me to
broadcast for what they claim

is a sincere wish
to prevent nuclear war.

At the center of this report,
and perhaps the most shocking,

is a conspiracy
by vice presidential
chief of staff

Matthew McBride and
elements within the CIA

to use this counterfeit money
for political gain.

How many Megabills
have come in?

90 million last month,
85 the month before.

Kim Jong has been busy.

Oh, yeah.

And Secret Service
still thinks

we're burning all the ones
we confiscate. Fools.

This conspiracy raises
some very serious and
troubling questions.

How many people have died

because of Matthew McBride's
complicity in this conspiracy?

And how high up
does this conspiracy go?

Does it stop at
the vice-presidential office

or does it continue
all the way up to
the president himself?

And finally, how many more
lives will be lost

if the November 15th deadline
leads to military action?

Will we be going to war
to serve the needs
of the free world...

or for the greed
of a few men?

And on a personal note...

I want to thank my brother,
Peter Kovaks,

who gave his life
for this story.

He was an outstanding
journalist

and father and husband.

I also want to thank
Alejandra Velor,

my producer, who risked
everything to be here.

She means everything to me.

It's been 48 hours
since the incident

at the North Korean Consulate
in Barcelona, Spain.

And at this time,
the story continues to unfold.

In the U.S.,
the vice president's
chief of staff Matthew McBride

is now under arrest
and being held in an
undisclosed federal prison.

He's charged with
first-degree murder
and treason.

A special prosecutor has been
appointed to investigate

whether the vice president

or possibly even
the president himself

knew of the Megabill
conspiracy.

Longtime criminal Goulas Haque,
a Dutch national,

has also been arrested
in New York Harbor.

He was in possession of what
authorities presume to be

the missing
Megabill counterfeits.

Calvert Natas,
a former CIA operative

and Mathew McBride's
main co-conspirator

is reportedly missing.

A worldwide search for Natas
is currently underway.

Meanwhile,
in the Sea of Japan,

the U.S. naval force has
been ordered to stand down

and return to bases in Asia.

So it seems that, for now,
the United States
and North Korea

have stepped back
from the brink of war.

As for Dan Kovaks
and Alejandra Velor,

members of the press have yet
to be allowed to speak to
the courageous journalists

about their
remarkable discovery.

The silence has sparked
widespread rumors
about their fate.

The North Koreans
vehemently deny
any wrongdoing

and claim absolutely
no involvement
in counterfeiting

or criminal activity
of any kind.

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