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(intense music)

(gentle piano music continues)

- [Alana] When I was younger,
we were a happy family.

My father would come home from work.

We would play games with Mother.

Then one afternoon,
everything changed forever.

Sometimes I have bad
dreams about what happened.

My father tells me not to be afraid.

Dreams are only dreams.

("Moonlight Sonata")

(birds chirping)

(clock ticking)

- Okay, Alana. It's your turn.

(game pieces clacking)

- Yes, I win.

- Oh!
- Well done.

- Oh, well done.

I'm just gonna head up to the shops.

- Okay.
- I'll be back

in a couple minutes, yeah.
- Bye.

- All right, I'll see you later.

- Okay.
- I won't be long.

("Moonlight Sonata" continues)
Okay.

- One more game, please?
- No, it's bath time now.

- Fine.

- Let's tidy up.

(game pieces clattering)

Here you go.

(ominous music)

(window shattering)

(plate shattering)

(vase shattering)

(water splashing)

(water splashing)

(eerie music)

(ominous music)

(water splashing)

Honey, where is the...

- Make a fucking sound, you're dead.

Keep an eye on her.

I'll check the rest of house.

(eerie music)

(ominous music continues)

(distorted voice)

- Are you his little bitch?

- What did you just say?

- Do you do everything he says?

- I will have you, if you don't shut up.

- I didn't, I didn't say anything.

You little piece of shit.

You don't scare me.

- You are really beginning to annoy me.

- You scum.

- Shut up!

- I didn't say anything.

- Shut the fuck up!

(Shereen screams)
(man grunting)

(intense music)

(tense music)

- Dad, please pick up.

(phone beeps)

(eerie music)

- I told you to shut up!

(knife thudding)
(dramatic music)

I warned you!
(man grunting)

(intense music)

(dark intense music)

(camera clicking)
(tense music)

- So, what have we got?

- Young female, Asian,

24 years old, killed in a bath.

- Think it's an honor killing?

- No, it looks like it
started out a robbery.

They've come in through the patio doors,

working the rooms over as
they went through the house.

They find the owner in the bathroom,

covering their tracks.

A very sick individual

stabbed her 21 times in the chest.

And they've gutted her like a fish.

(camera clicking)
- He's killed before

and he'll definitely kill again.

I say he's gonna have a
history of violent offending,

possibly sexual offenses
included in there.

The worst thing about this is
that the daughter was at home.

Heard and saw them then went and hid.

- What did they make off?

- The husband wasn't at home at the time,

but he's been and passed

and had a look.
(camera clicking)

I don't think they've got very for much,

probably just enough for a couple of hits.

- What a waste.

- We're gonna need all
your talents on this one.

Want to make sure we
get these guys locked up

as soon as possible.

(people chattering)

(phone ringing)

How are you Mr. Bradley?

Mr. Bradley, we believe we
know who the two men are

that entered your residence.

Your daughter's helping us
with a full fit as we speak.

As you may or may not know,

there's been an explosion
of drug-related crime

in Aberdeen over the last several years.

The two men were up for
previous drug-related charges

but were released five days ago.

Their lawyer managed to convince a jury

their human rights had been infringed

and some of the key
evidence was inadmissible.

In short, they should've
never been on the street.

We'll be able to provide a
counselor for your daughter

and if there's anything else we can do.

I'm getting the men who did this

and getting them behind
bars where they should be.

(people chattering)
(gentle somber music)

- Alana.

(Blake crying)

(siren blaring)
(gentle music)

Alana.

It's time to go.

- What do you want me to
do with all the stuff?

- Sell it all.

(birds chirping)

("Moonlight Sonata")

(birds cawing)

(soft thudding)

I need to go away for a while.

There's some things I have to do.

And I need to know you're
gonna be somewhere safe.

- I don't wanna go.

I wanna stay with you.

- [Blake] Where I'm going,
Alana, you can't come.

- [Alana] You will come back from me.

- Yes, I promise.

And I want you to promise you'll be good.

(bird chirping)

- [Alana] It was clear my
father was going to look

for the men who killed my mother.

And I didn't know if
I'd ever see him again.

(tense drumming music)
- I'm just gonna go

head up to the shops.

(knife scraping)

(ominous music)

(man screams)

(man grunting)
(knife thudding)

(Blake panting)

(somber music)

(water splashing)

(Blake panting)

(fist thudding)
(tense music)

(mirror shattering)
(Blake grunting)

(low tense music)

- You've had your hit
now get your fucking ass

out in the street and make me some money.

- I'm just so fucking tired.

Haven't slept for two days.

Gimme a break, man.

Need some sleep.

- Sleep?

What do you think this is, a holiday camp?

(slap thuds)
(woman grunts)

(tense music)

(woman in white skirt whimpering)

(woman in white skirt grunts)
(slap thuds)

(woman in black dress grunts)
(foot thuds)

(ominous music)

- Fucking asshole.

- Just make me some money, bitch.

What the fuck are you looking at?

- You like beating on women, do you?

(man whistles)

(tense eerie music)

(punches and kicks thudding)

(men grunting)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Mr. Bradley?

Did you get my note?

- Who is this?

- I think we should meet.

I know a lot of things that
might be of interest to you,

things that need addressing.

- Listen.

I'm not going anywhere until you tell me

who the hell you are
and what it is you want.

- Either you meet with
me or I go to the police

and tell them everything I know.

Do I make myself clear?

Good.

I have a car waiting for you outside.

I look forward to meeting you.

(birds chirping)
(gentle classical music)

- [Butler] Follow me, sir.

Mr. Bradley, sir.

- Good day, Mr. Bradley.

- Before you start,

I don't have any money

and I won't be blackmailed.

- Does the name Joy mean anything to you?

- No.

- The young girl you
rescued was my daughter.

It's not your money I want,

it's your professional skills.

I have someone I want you to kill for me.

(tense music)

You saved my daughter,

but no one could save her from herself.

After my wife died, Joy
has been my whole life.

Last year, she got involved

with the wrong people at college.

She started using heroin.

Four months ago, two
weeks after you saved her,

she died of an overdose.

But what about the other
people around them?

Dealers, pushers?

How many other kids have to die?

I spent a considerable
sum gathering information

on all the major drug dealing
organizations in Scotland.

I have names, faces, weapons,

anything you might need.

They need to be stopped

from the street pusher at the corner

to the fat cat at the top.

They need to die, Mr. Bradley.

(birds chirping)
(somber music)

- You will not agree with
what I'm going to do.

It is against all that we've been taught

and all that you stood for.

But the law is not enough.

And somebody has to do something.

Please try to find a way to forgive me.

(tense music)
(birds chirping)

(dynamic music)

- We need to be extremely cautious.

There are two major drug dealing
organizations in Scotland.

Those three creeps you
killed work for a man

named Billy Hunter.

(low tense music)

I've names, photos, everything you need.

- I'm gonna need some tools for this job.

You mentioned weapons.

- Talk to this man.

He'll give you anything you want.

(birds chirping)

- You're late.

In my line of business,
(tense music)

I can't afford to wait around.

So this is how it works.

No names, no details.

I change my number every two weeks

so I know the times.

Are we still interested?

- Yeah, I'm still interested.

- Ingram MAC-11 machine pistol.

1200 RPM. Tricky control on full auto.

A bit too chunky for some jobs.

If so, remove the silencer.

Pointing and shoot, can't miss.

(gun clicking)

Seem to handle that like an old friend.

Military?

- I thought you said no details.

- Of course.

Beretta 92F, nickel plated.

It's a fine weapon.

(gun clicking)

Okay, this is a Beretta
M9, US military issue.

Sniper rifle.

If you want some distance from the target.

Accuracy's unbelievable.

- I'll take 'em all.

- All of them?

(sighs) Call it 9 1/2 grand.

(car engine starting)

(car engine starting)

(dark suspenseful music)

(gun clicking)

(gun firing)
(bottles shattering)

(woman panting)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

(slow dark suspenseful music)

(leaves rustling)

(woman screaming)

(tense music)

(woman grunting)

(woman whimpering and panting)

(car engine cranking)

- (crying) Oh.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

(tense drumming music)

(woman panting)

(car engine cranking)

(car engine cranking)

(tire iron thudding)

(woman screaming)

(glass shattering)

Please! Help!

(tire irons thudding)

(woman screaming)

(window shattering)

(man grunting)
Help me! Oh!

(windows shattering)

Help! Help!

Help!

(woman crying)
(tense music)

(punch thudding)
(ominous music)

- Yah!

(man grunting)

(dark suspenseful music)

Who the fuck are you?

- Death.

(gun firing)

- No, man, don't shoot me!

- No, I'm not gonna shoot you.

(gun firing)

(explosion booming)
(man screaming)

(people chattering)

(low tense music)

(phones ringing)
- Okay, first of all,

I want to see the police report

on the rapist murders.

- Thought you were gonna say that

so I've already taken a look.

There's nothing in here that can help us.

The woman said it all happened so fast

and never saw anybody.

- Let's bring her in.

I wanna see if I can jog her memory.

This guy's motivated.

So I'm guessing that
whatever's triggered this

has happened recently.

Give me a list

of all the murders, rapes,
(phone ringing)

and sexual assaults that have taken place

in the city within the
course of the last year.

Cross-reference that list with
anyone who's in the military

or who may have a weapons license.

This guy's too good to be an amateur.

Oh, and he also seems to
have it in for drug gang

and related crimes.

Do a search on drugs-related
deaths and see what comes up.

- [Max] Make no mistake about it.

These are not
(tense music)

your ordinary street corner dealers.

These are well-organized,
meticulous, callous individuals.

They have connections at every
level of their operation.

Each one of these men are
prepared to stick a knife in you

or shoot you at the drop of a hat.

Billy Hunter, head of the organization,

a particularly vicious
Jack Russell of a man.

Committed his first murders at 15,

connections in Marbella.

Reworked with the Russians in mid-'90s,

quickly rising to the top.

- Armed robbers striking the city again?

Fuck me. That looks like crazy Dave.

- Yeah, it does. Oh, he's
a fucking prick that boy.

(tense music)

I wasn't expecting you.

- You fucking sure about that, are ya?

- What do you mean?

- If I was you, I'd be
looking over my shoulder,

am I right, Kev?

- Look what I found.

Surprise, surprise, huh?

(man panting)

Mm, guess what?

Potent.

- Which means that you've
been helping yourself

to my cook.

I go a lot of bother make
sure nobody touches my stuff.

So who's in this with you?

- You will explain that fucko.

- Who's in it with you?

(gun firing)

- Yeah, you thievin' fuck you.

(chair clattering)

Okay, don't fuck.

- I told you what would have happen

if you fucked with us.

Look at you now, Martin, you stupid fuck.

Look at you now.

(scoffs)

(people chattering)

- Thanks for coming in.

My name is Detective Cooper.

I just want you to
clarify a couple of points

with regard to your statements,

if you don't mind.

I see from your statement
that you don't remember

who came to your aid
or what he looked like.

Is that correct?

- It is. It all happened so fast.

One minute I was being attacked

and the next they were both dead.

- And you didn't see anything?

- No.
(low tense music)

- You expect us to believe that?

- That's what's happened.

- We can charge you with
diverting the course of justice.

A murderer is out there on the street

because right now you're protecting him.

Now, we need to know exactly what happened

and you need to tell us now.

- If it wasn't for him,
I wouldn't be here.

- So you did see somebody.

"Him". What did he look like?

- I'm assuming. I told
you I didn't see anything.

- You're lying!

- A word?

- [Detective Cooper] What is it?

- What are you doing?

- She's lying.

- She's not a suspect.

She's been through enough.

Where are you going with this?

- I want to know who's out there.

- She can't remember. She was frightened.

- That's bullshit and you know it.

- Listen, I'm gonna wrap this up.

(people chattering)

- You're never gonna make it.

Too much heart, not enough balls.

(ominous music)

- [Max] Mike Forrester,
dealer and complete scumbag.

He's been seen hanging
around school gates,

dealing to kids as young as 11,

a new and disturbing approach,
(low tense music)

wouldn't you say?

(ominous music)

- Gotta make sure that fucking shipment

arrives on time.

There's gonna be fucking
trouble if it's late.

Okay. Bye.

Oh here you are fucking Mike.

Do you know the fuck I am?

- Yeah, you're a shit bag
who sells drugs to kids.

- Hey, man, it's business,
just fucking business.

Come on, take what you want.

- You use this shit, huh?

- No, man, never get
high on your own supply.

- [Blake] And you sell it to kids?

(gun firing)
(Mike grunting)

(dynamic drumming music)

(gun firing)
(man grunting)

(gun firing)

(tense rhythmic music)

(eerie music)

(tense rhythmic music continues)

- What do you mean he's fucking dead?

You better find out who the fuck did that?

(loud thud)

(low tense music)

- Have the boys run
this through ballistics.

Looks like we've got another
gang war on our hands.

- Why don't we just let these
punks wipe each other out?

- Dead bodies don't make good press

even though they are dirty.

Find out all that you can.

- [Max] Vin McNab.

Muscle for hire and security, ex-military.

Mark Zito.

Additional support for
when the shit hits the fan.

Worked with Vin McNab
and these two together

are any man's worst nightmare.

Beno De Cicco, in charge of distribution

and all the dealers who
work for the organization.

Deals from an Italian restaurant in town,

the perfect cover for people
coming and going all day.

- Joey.
- Hey.

(men speaking in Italian)

Come in.

(men speaking in Italian)
Come on.

(singing in foreign language)

Hope it's okay.

(faint speaking)

- Oh, Vin, how's business?

- Yeah, business is good, man.
- Good, huh?

Good.

Can we have some drink please?

Mark, how's Gina?

(Mark speaking in Italian)
Good?

(Mark speaking in Italian)

How's kids?

- Very good.
- Ah ha.

Good?
(Mark speaking in Italian)

It's all the same?

- Yeah, should be (indistinct).

(men chattering)

(opera singing in Italian)

(people chattering)

(loud knocking)

(Beno speaking in Italian)

- I can check it out.

- Check it out.

(gun clicking)

(dramatic opera singing in Italian)

(gun firing)

(rifle clicking)

(rifle firing)

(guns firing)

(glass shattering)

(dramatic opera singing
in Italian continues)

(guns firing)

(Beno thuds)

(low tense music)

(Vin grunting)

(low suspenseful music)

- Did you call the doc?

Must be getting slow in your old age, Vin.

(Vin scoffs)

Do you wanna tell me what happened?

- (scoffs) This guy came
out of nowhere, man.

Fast.

One minute we're having a drink...

(air whooshing)

(gun firing)

The next Mark and Beno
are a part of the decor.

(tense music)
- Fuck.

Who was it?

- Some Asian guy.

- Asian?

There's no fucking Asian firm up here.

- Like I said,

I've never seen him before.

And I don't know who he's
working for. (grunts)

- Okay.

I want to know who the fuck this guy is.

I wanna know who he's working for.

I want his fucking head on a plate.

In fact, fuck it!

I want him here alive

so I can take his fucking
head apart myself.

Inform that fat politician fuck,

and find out what we're paying him for.

You take it easy, Vin.

(suspenseful music)

(light knocking)

(chain clicking)

(door closes)

- I'll be with you in a minute.

- Go on, fuck off.

- Sorry, I had some things to do.

- That's what I like to see, Simon.

Still making good use
of the taxpayers' money.

Something's going on.

Somebody's making moves

and I wanna know who.

Two of my guys were killed last night,

one the week before.

Now, I don't mind paying you the money,

but I expect to be kept up to the minute.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm not your little lapdog.

I think you're getting mixed up here.

I don't get involved with
drug deals and all that shit

that goes with it.

It's simple.

I make the connections and you
work it all out from there.

- For the money I'm paying you,

I expect your man to
keep me up to the minute.

I mean, what I need to know
when I need to know it.

- Well, if you haven't
heard anything from him,

there's nothing to report, is there.

- Yeah, well, I've got
three guys in the morgue

that say otherwise.

- Well, I'd have thought
for somebody like you,

that's just an occupational hazard.

- People like me?

- A drug dealer.

(Billy chuckles)
(tense music)

- You know, we both sell a product.

You sell lies.

When people buy from me, they
know what they're getting.

You hide behind a facade of decency,

where I, on the other
hand, cut for the chase.

You fuck with me, it's
game over, lights out.

- So are you threatening me?

- Just get your guy to phone
me and keep me up to date.

It's not much to ask for what I pay you.

- [Max] Simon Smith,
MP, Minister of Justice.

A real piece of work this one.

Started out as a lawyer,

provides protection to Billy

using his connections for a price.

He will do almost anything
for a large brown envelope.

It's hard to get close to him

with his two body guards
with him at all times.

(people chattering)

- Not to me, you idiot. Give it to him.

It's all there?

And he wants what exactly?

- Some of his buddies got
busted in a child porn ring.

He just wants to make sure his involvement

never sees the light of day.

- The sick fuck.

And people think our
expenses scandal is bad.

Okay.

Tell the judge I'll
speak to my inside man,

and rest assured this will
never see the light of day.

He has my word on that.

It better be quick.

I've got an appointment
with Billy Hunter at 3:00

and I still gotta do my daily exercise.

See these? Doctor's orders, I'm afraid.

(distant dog barking)

But I keep telling him there's
life in the old dog yet.

(gentle orchestral music)

(traffic rumbling)

("Ave Maria")

(rifle clacking)

(Simon pants)

(Simon pants)

(low rumbling)

(rifle clacking)

(rifle firing)

(gentle orchestral music)

(low tense pulsing music)

(metal clanking)

(ominous music)

(eerie music)

(intense suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(intense suspenseful music)

- You're getting slow in your old age.

Could've had you.

- And you're gonna laugh?

Fuck you doing here at this time?

- You ain't heard the news?

He ain't heard the news.

- What news?

(suspenseful music)

- Police fear that this was
the work of a professional

taking out key figures

in what is Scotland's
biggest drug-related war.

The latest victim, Simon Smith,

a former MP, was killed today

in the city's Union Terrace Gardens.

Reports say Smith's personal body guards

ran to his aid but there
was nothing they could do.

The cause of death was multiple
gunshot wounds to the head

from a high caliber rifle.

(tense music)

- I don't give a shit about Simon Smith.

He had it coming.

But we need to make sure
Cooper's still with us.

Without him, we're sitting ducks.

Offer him Simon's cut.

And tell him I want a fucking name.

(waves splashing)

(tense music)

(dog barking)

(dog barking and whimpering)

- According to my sources,

Billy Hunter uses an old
farm house at Crathes

to process drugs.

(suspenseful music)

(cards clacking)

(cards clacking)

(card clacking)

(dynamic tense music)

(grenade rattling)

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)
(men screaming)

(rifle firing)

(table thudding)
(glass shattering)

(dramatic tense music)

- [Man] You!

(punches and kicks thudding)

(men grunting)

(glass shattering)

(punches thudding)

(man grunts)

(man grunting)

(man grunting)
(table clattering)

(dramatic drumming music)

(punches and kicks thudding)
(men grunting)

- [Man] You, you son-of-a-bitch.

We're gonna find you.

(low somber music)
`(pin clicking)

(grenade rumbling)

(metal clangs)
(explosion booms)

(man screaming)
(tense drumming music)

(low tense music)
(card clacking)

(Billy sniffing)

- [Man] It's from Cooper.

- Give that to McNab.

He'll take great pleasure in that.

(Billy sniffing)

- Billy? It's McNab.

I got your message.

Blake Bradley.
(tense music)

I'll find him. I'll kill him.

(engine starting)

(intense tense music)

(horn honking)

(low suspenseful music)

(motorcycle rumbling)

(tense music)

(eerie music)

(tires screeching)
(horns honking)

(tense music)

(tires screeching)
(low tense music)

(tires screeching)

(intense tense music)

(low tense music)

(motorcycle engine revving)

(tense music)

(motorcycle engine revving)

(horns honking)

(tires screeching)

(motorcycle engine revving)

(intense suspenseful music)

(eerie tense music)

(tires screeching)

(low tense music)

(birds chirping)

(low ominous music)

(footstep splashing)

(slow suspenseful music)

Did you really think you could stop us?

(suspenseful music)

You're not gonna change anything.

(tense music)

You're gonna fucking die.

(suspenseful music)

- You make a lot of noise for a small guy.

(Vin grunts)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(dynamic music)

(dramatic music)

(somber music)

(low tense music)

(phone beeping)

(sirens blaring)

- What?

Billy?

I told you never to
call me on this number.

- Yeah, we've had a couple of problems.

- Where's my fucking shipment?

Some Charlie Bronson wannabe motherfucker

raided a process house.

We lost an entire shipment.

- A vigilante?

One man? Just one?

- As far as I can tell, yeah.

- So you're calling me to
tell me he's dead, right?

And the shipments right back on schedule.

- Not exactly.

We lost some of her boys including McNab.

- McNab.

Now, where have I heard that before?

Oh yes!

The last person who used this
number to give me excuses.

I enjoyed his funeral.

It was very classy.

- Listen, we do things differently here.

We don't go about shouting our mouths off.

- Billy, oh Billy.

- We're tracking him down and
when we do we'll kill him!

- Really?

- Look, if it wasn't for you
and your initial investment,

I wouldn't be where I am today

and I thank you for that.

I always give you a cut.

Even though you've been
repaid a hundred times over.

- Billy, if you ever disappoint me again,

if you ever disobey me again,

my friends will come looking for you.

- Fucking threaten me again,

I will come over there

and personally cut your fucking head off.

I work for nobody, nobody!

- Looking forward to getting my shipment.

Have a nice day.

- Yeah, and fuck you
too you American prick!

(phone beeps)
(air whooshing)

(low tense music)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful music)

- Think you're gonna get away with this?

(low tense music)

(hand patting)

What do you want?

- Almost a year ago my
wife was killed by junkies

and the police did nothing.

Now a couple of drug dealers get killed

and all of a sudden there's a manhunt on.

You see anything wrong with that picture?

- Drug dealers?

You killed a high profile politician.

- A politician that thought
he was above the law.

A politician that used
his position to profit

from other people's misery.

A politician that was breaking the laws

he was helping make.

- That's the law's job to decide.

- The law is not enough.

I've seen you with Billy Hunter.

I know you and Simon Smith worked for him

and made good money from it.

- Where are you getting
your information from?

Where are you getting
your information from?

- What difference does it make?

If you'd done your job
like you were supposed to

instead of lining your pockets,

none of this woulda happened.

- Let me tell you how this ends.

Gunshots are heard,

gunshots from your gun.

I happened to be first on the scene.

I find a weapon, yours.

I write this up

as another gangland killing

and we never hear of you again.

(ominous music)

- No, I've got a better idea.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(door creaking)

(low suspenseful music)

(slow suspenseful music)

(waves crashing)

- We're meeting Billy here?

- Yeah.

He likes to come down and
clear his head, you know?

- Lordy.

Whatever.

- Claude.

I thought you might like to see this spot.

It's peaceful, you know.

- It's not the worst
place to end up I suppose.

- Donald Trump's building a
golf course right over there.

A fucking golf course.

You're from New York. Do
you know Donald Trump?

- (laughing) You're from Scotland.

Do you know Sean Connery?

New York's a big place.

Oh, and Aberdeen's a
shitty little place is it?

- It is now.

Tell me something.

With all that money, why
the fuck would he wear

something on his head that
looks like a shitty bird's nest?

- With all the money
that we're dealing with,

why are you taking this attitude?

- Never trust a guy that
wears a thing like that

on his head, that's what I say.

- Never trust a guy who
takes this attitude.

That's what I say.
(low tense music)

- In fact, never trust a New Yorker.

That's what they say.

- Which they? More psycho
losers like you guys?

- Did you hire somebody to
take me and my boys out?

Is that what you're doing here?

- Oh, oh, I get it now.

I understand what this is all about.

I had to come out here
and deal with you assholes

about such a ridiculous-

(guns firing)

(eerie whooshing music)

(low suspenseful music)

- This has gone on long enough.

Why will this guy just not fucking die?

What do you think, Ozzy?

- He's gone for Beno, Zito, and McNab.

The way I see it, Tony or me is next.

We're gonna have to keep a close eye,

wait till we know he's trailing us,

lead him down the delivery
house at the harbor,

lock the doors, and fuck him up.

We're gonna have to
(fingers tapping)

do this one ourself.

(low tense music)

(guns clicking)

(dynamic music)

- Spread out. Split up into two-man teams.

If it moves, shoot it.

(metal clattering)

(eerie clattering music)

(suspenseful music)

(guns firing)

What the fuck is going on?

(suspenseful music)

(rifle firing)

(gun firing)

(rifle firing)
(guns firing)

(tense music)

(rifle firing)

(man screaming)

(gun firing)
(rifle firing)

(man screaming)

(rifle firing)
(men shouting)

(static crackling)

- How many men you got left now, Billy?

I'm gonna put an end to people like you.

- I know your story.

Tragic.

Your wife gets killed by
some fucking crack head

and that's my fault?

Let me tell you how this works.

I sell a commodity.

I did not create the
market. I just supply it.

You've cost me a lot of money.

- My first target, Michael Forrester,

sold drugs to kids,

and he worked for you.

You're a dead man, Billy.

- Michael Forrester sold drugs to kids

but he didn't work for me.

He worked for Vince the Prince.

I never killed anybody
that wasn't in the game

and didn't have it coming.

- Yeah, me neither.

(dramatic music)
(guns firing)

(tense drumming music)

(man grunting)

(men grunting)

(men grunting)

- Tell you what,

you tell me who sent you

and I'll let you walk out.

(dramatic music)

- It's too late. You're already dead.

(pin clicking)

- Mother!

(explosion booming)

(metal clanking)

(low tense music)

(phone ringing and vibrating)

- I've been reading about the job you did.

Congratulations.

- Well, at least that puts an end

to Billy Hunter and his men.

It'll take some of the
drugs off the streets.

- There's something come up
I'd like to talk to you about.

Can you meet me tonight, 9 PM?

- I'll be there.

(low tense music)

(dynamic music)

(tense music)

Where's Max?

(tense music)

Hey!

(dramatic tense music)

You son-of-a-bitch.

(door handles rattling)

(gas hissing)

(Blake coughing)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)
(Blake gasps)

(Blake coughing)
(tense music)

(trunk rattling)

(Blake coughing)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(car engine starting)

(people chattering)
(gentle music)

- With Billy Hunter out
the way. I'm number one.

Is it done?

- He got away.

- What? Blake's still alive?

We're gonna need someone
good to take this guy out.

And we need leverage.

He's gonna come looking for us

so we need to be ready.

(people chattering)

- [Officer] Special delivery.

- Cheers.

Hey boss, Stevie.

I've got evidence here linking Cooper

with the same as Smith and Billy Hunter.

They launched an investigation
of past information

that there are large sums of money

being passed between their accounts.

Yeah.

We know believe that the
killings were coordinated

by an opposing drug syndicate,

headed up by their top
man, Vince the Prince.

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(loud hissing)

- Drop the gun.

(somber music)

(hands clapping)

- Please excuse the theatrics, Blake,

but there really was no other way.

- Way for what?

For someone else to do your dirty work

because you didn't have the
balls to do it yourself?

- There's more than one
way to tackle any problem

and my way's never front on.

- So you're a backdoor boys
that where you're saying?

Didn't have the balls to do it yourself,

so you have me do it.

That way Billy would
have no idea who it was.

You knew if you made any moves on him

he'd know and you knew

he'd kill you.
(somber emotional music)

- Very good, Blake.

How did you find out?

- Just before I killed Billy,

he made no apologies for who he was,

but he denied ever selling drugs to kids.

He told me there was a
dealer in town that did

and that my first target,
Michael Forrester,

worked for that dealer, Vince the Prince.

You.

When I realized you told me one lie,

I looked at everything else you told me,

and I followed the stench
of rat right back to you.

- Mike was due to make a large
payment and didn't show up.

You did.

I saw the way you ran to
the rescue of that girl.

I knew exactly how I could
put your skills to good use.

When I found out about
your personal tragedy

I knew it wouldn't take
too much to convince you.

But you got a taste for it.
You really got a taste for it.

- I just want justice,

the justice we deserve
that the law can't provide.

- Justice?

You know what you are?

You want to label me a
drug dealer, bad guy.

Yours?

You're a serial killer.

How many people have you killed now,

including a policeman and a politician?

- Each time I kill means one less

of you fuckers on the streets.

Means less crime, less
suffering in the long run.

- Now, correct me if I'm wrong

but drug dealing is the
lesser of the two evils, no?

So don't give me your
self-righteous bullshit

because you're no better
than the rest of us.

- That Simon Smith and Cooper,

they had it coming as do you.

- You can't kill us all, you know.

- You're right, I can't.

But I only have one more
to do, then it's finished.

- Oh really?

- Daddy!

- Did you really think I
was gonna take any risks.

- Don't worry.

I'm not gonna kill her. (chuckles)

- Washington, finish him.

- Don't worry, Alana.

(suspenseful music)

- So, how are you gonna
get out of this one?

Personally, I think you're fucked.

(gun firing)

(tense music)
(Washington screaming)

(gun clicking)

(suspenseful music)

- Daddy!
(tense music)

- I'll cover the exit.

- I'll get the girl.

(gun firing)
(somber music)

(guns firing)

(eerie music)

(guns firing)
(somber music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(somber music continues)

(rifle clicking)

(light thudding)

(Vince screaming)
(rifle firing)

(suspenseful music)

(rifle clicking)

- Goodbye.

(Vince screaming)

(somber music)

(gentle classical music)

("Nessun Dorma")