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the people are represented
by two separate

yet equally important groups:

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Seriously, you got a friend
that works at the Garden?

Eighth row tickets,
for real.

I gotta ask my mom.

So ask her.
She home?

You crazy, Benicio?

She ain't gonna let me
go out with you.

Don't worry, I'll tell her
I'm going with Letti.

Okay, that's cool.

That's cool too.

Oh my God.

Whoever it was
came in hard and fast.

Found what's left of a kilo
in the back bedroom.

Two vics here.

Five more in the back.

Stash house.

This looks like
a shotgun blast over here.

I guess these two
were watching the door.

Any idea who they are?

No IDs.
We'll get a hit on the prints.

Any more drugs?
Cash?

Cleaned 'em out.

There's an empty floor trap
in the bedroom closet.

Damn.

My God, looks like
this is where the party was.

EMS found one still breathing.
Another teenage girl.

Shot?

O.D.'d.
She was covered in blood,

but it turned out
to be somebody else's.

She gonna make it?

Medics said she's touch and go.

"Sabina Montgomery.
Harpswood."

The prep school?

They all went there.

"Melinda McKenzie...

"Brittany Walker...

Maria Alvarez."

It's like Park Avenue is giving
Washington Heights a bad name.

The doctor said
all we can do is wait.

This must be very tough.

Did you know
where your daughter was?

What she was doing?
Who she was with?

She told us that she was going
to a friend's house to study.

Did you know that
your daughter was using drugs?

She doesn't use drugs.
She's into sports.

Swimming--
she does the butterfly.

Well, I didn't say
she was an addict, ma'am.

Maybe this was the first time
she used drugs, maybe--

Sabina has a 4.0 GPA.

She's going to Princeton
in the fall.

Sir, excuse me
for saying this,

but those girls
were snorting heroin.

Your daughter is being treated
for a drug overdose.

Three of her friends
are in the morgue.

This is all since
she started hanging around

with that Hispanic girl.

What Hispanic girl?

Maria Alvarez.

A scholarship student.

Is that a bad thing?

It's just a different world.
You know what I mean?

With different norms.

She's from that neighborhood.

She must have taken them
to that awful place.

I'll tell you what.

When we go up to that awful
neighborhood to tell Mr. Alvarez

that his daughter actually died,
I'll ask him.

I'm gonna wait
in the car, all right?

I hope your daughter makes it.
I really do.

You're asking did Maria
take them there?

I don't think so,

but I also don't think
that Maria did drugs either.

So you didn't know?

Maria was the last person
I would have suspected.

Look, I lost
a younger brother to junk.

My boy, Javier, every day
the drug dealers hassle him.

When Maria gt
into this fancy prep schoo,

I thought, hey, maybe
this is her ticket out of this.

But no, no.
Our mayor says crime is down.

Well, he doesn't live up here.

You're free to look around.

She was a good girl.
A really good girl.

The only thing that
she was guilty of

was of trying too hard
to fit in with her new friends.

Too much money.
Too many things.

No limits--I thought that
they were a fast crowd.

Much faster than my Maria.

We searched
this girl's computer,

her cell phone, her diary.

There's nothing
that connects her

to those four dealers
in that apartment.

Prints come back yet?

They all got sheets.
Burglary, robbery, assault.

A couple of them were pinched
a few years back

for takin' off a stash house
in the Three Four.

What about the heroin
at the scene?

Southwest Asian.
Probably Afghani.

Super high grade, 95% pure.
Shoot it, smoke it, snort it.

When I was in Narcotics
the stuff on the street

was Columbian
and 50% pure at best.

You had to shoot it.
Kept the casual user away.

But these days...

Prep school girls and
stockbrokers,

chasing the dragon.
Globalization.

You know, I'd like to know
how our prep school girls

hooked up
with these lowlifes.

How's that girl
in the hospital?

She's still out of it.

And honestly I don't know

what she's gonna be able
to tell us anyway.

We were just on our way
to the school to talk

to a few friends of hers.

All right,
I'll call the headmaster.

Give him a heads-up
that you'll be dropping by.

Felicia, we wanted to ask you
a couple of questions.

About Sabina?

Just trying to figure out
what happened to your friends.

I don't know anything.
I swear.

All right, Felicia,
if you don't, you don't.

That's fine with us.

But if you do,

that's between you
and your conscience.

You were friends with
Maria Alvarez too, right?

Do you hear what people
are saying about her?

That this is somehow her fault
because she lives uptown.

I was supposed to go with them,
but I chickened out.

I said I wasn't feeling well.

Where did you meet these guys?

At a rave.
Down in Chelsea.

We went there
every Friday night.

We'd hook up
with them there and party.

These guys, were they
from Maria's neighborhood?

She never saw
those guys before.

We just hung out with them
at the rave, you know?

So what happened last night?

They said they had some H.
Really good stuff.

Said we should come over
and try it.

The other girls wanted to.
It scared me.

Where is this rave?

Why you busting my balls?

All we're doing
is having a little fun.

You know how fast we can close
this hell hole down?

If we go back in there,
and we see people doing drugs,

all we gotta do
is make one phone call

and this place
is gone for good.

Okay, hey, I didn't say
I wouldn't help you.

What do you want?

These guys I know.
Tino, Eddie--

Last names.

I don't know
anybody's last name.

You're gonna have to be
a little bit more helpful, Hugo.

They run with Sammy Santiago
from uptown, part of his crew.

What's he into?

Sammy deals H.
Moves a lot of it.

But not here though.
I swear.

He knows this place
is off-limits.

Is he in there right now?
We should go look

and see if he's in there.

Hey, he never showed up.

He must be gettin' lucky
someplace else.

Where do we find him?

Where do we find him?

Nobody's home.

So what do you wanna do?

As long as we're here.

What do ya know?

Something don't smell
so good.

It's a well-documented
torture technique.

You beat someone long enough,

the muscle tissue
starts to break down.

Rhabdo myalysis.

The toxins build up
in the bloodstream

cause the kidneys to fail.

Is that what killed him?

It would have, but I guess
they were in a hurry.

Restraint abrasions.

After they got tired of
beating him, he was strangled.

Petechial hemorrhaging...
Ligature marks on his neck...

How about a time of death?

About 24 hours,
give or take.

It's about the same time
they ripped off the stash house.

What about
these cigarette butts?

Oh, we bagged one of those.
It didn't look American.

Maybe a European brand.
I'll have the lab let you know.

Thank.

No forced entry.

Maybe Santiago
was expecting somebody.

This guys doesn't strike me
as the type you just drop in on.

Well, it is rude
just to show up

at a dope dealer's doorstep
unannounced.

We pull the LUDS on his phones,

maybe we can figure out
who visited him.

What can I do for you,
detectives?

A call was made
to Sammy Santiago's cell phone.

From here.

Is this Sammy Santiago
in the concrete business?

Actually, he's
in the heroin business.

Heroin?
I sell sand and gravel.

You did a stretch for assault
a little while back, didn't you?

When I was young.
Stupid.

I'm a businessman now.
I control my temper.

But I will let
you gentlemen know

if I find out who made this call
to this dead heroin dealer. Yes?

From the old country?

I am, yes.

I'm from Chicago.
Lot of Albanians in Chicago.

Some of 'em are in the outfit--

You call it the mob
around these parts.

I sell gravel.

Have you ever heard
of torturing a guy to death

by beating him on the soles
of his feet?

No.

Sounds painful.

I don't want that
to happen to me or you.

Or to yo.

You should consider quitting.
Those things will kill ya.

Have a good day, detectives.

What do you say we stop
by the crime lab

on our way to the hospital?

We didn't think it was that bad.

It wasn't like we were
shooting up or anything.

You know,
I'm really surprised at you.

Smart girl such as yourself,
going to Princeton and all.

I guess I made a mistake.

I guess you did.

Are you gonna send me to jail?

You know what?
We just might send you to jail.

Unless you promise
to tell us the truth

about everything
you remember that night.

You stay in school and get
yourself some drug counseling.

I promise.

Okay, Sabina, I'm gonna
show you some photos, all right?

And I want you to see
if you recognize anybody.

If you do, tell me from where.

I was kind of out of it.

I don't know
if I got a good look.

Just take a look.
All right?

Take your time.

No. Sorry.

How about this one?

Bardha.

Where you know him from?

That place where I--
where my friends got killed.

When did you see hi?

I was nodding off.

There was a lot of noise
coming from the other room.

Shouting.
I guess gunshots.

Then a man came into the room.

That man.

What did he do?

He started shooting everyone.

as one of the shooters at
the Washington Heights massacre.

We can also tie him
to the murder of Sammy Santiago.

We have DNA evidence that
puts him at the crime scene.

And how do you come
to find Mr. Bardha's DNA?

Well, let's just say
that Mr. Bardha enjoys a smoke

while he's torturing
somebody to death.

So what happened?
Sammy Santiago rip you off?

You took down his stash house,
then you found Sammy

and gave him a little foot
massage.

How's he doin'?

You're wasting
your time, fellas.

Are we?
We're gonna get search warrants

for his house
and for his place of business.

And you know what
we're gonna find?

We're gonna find heroin
that matches exactly the heroin

that we found
in that stash house.

Afghani heroin!

And maybe a shotgun and
a tech nine that we can also

tie to the scene of the crime.

We got you for Santiago.

And we're gonna nail you
for those other seven.

It was not my heroin.

Let him talk.

He gets a deal, you get a name.

He is the suspect
in eight homicides.

What kinda deal
you think he gonna get?

Hydar Raheem from Bombay.
He's in heroin business.

Afghani heroin.

He needs somebody to distribute
his product in this country.

He talks to Santiago.
Santiago says he's interested.

He asks for time
to think about it.

Then he rips off Raheem instead.

So, Raheem's pissed.

He is so pissed.
He calls me.

And you pay Sammy a visit.

We had a discussion.

He tells me where
Raheem's heroin is.

So I go to the stash house
and get it back.

You killed seven people,
including three teenage girls.

We did not know those girls
should be there.

The other four,
they are soldiers.

They choose this life.

Does Bardha's story check out?

Raheem does have an import
store--Broadway and 11th.

It's wholesale
to the trade only.

What does he import?

Antiques and sacred objects.

Now, Customs is reluctant

to search religious items,
so it's a pretty clever way

to smuggle junk.

Does Raheem have a sheet?
No, he's clean.

Bardha says that Raheem's
got a shipment

of Afghan heroin coming in
in the next couple of days.

All right, let's track it

and see if we can catch
Raheem taking delivery.

Who do we have coming in now?

Flight 227 from London.

Another young Indian couple.

Yeah.
Got it.

I need to take
a look at your bags.

Random check, ma'am.

Of course.

They sure look
nervous as hell.

Okay, let's see what we got.

Look at these screws.

We got three Phillips head
and one straight edge.

Messing with this religious
stuff could get you sued.

It's all right.
We're authorized.

Look at that.

We should pack
this stuff back up

and let 'em go
where they're going.

May I help you?
Yeah, you could stay
out of our way.

What's going on here?

You're under arrest.

For what?
Drug trafficking.

Oh, my God.
We didn't know.

Be quiet.
Where is your warrant?

We don't need a warrant.

We saw these two people walk

into this establishment
carrying a suitcase

with an unknown quantity
of heroin in it.

What heroin? I sell
religious pictures, icons...

Save it for later, bro.

Don't say anything.
I'll get you a lawyer.

Let me read you
your rights, first.

Yeah, please do.

He didn't know the picture frame
contained heroin.

So those two couriers just
brought it in on their own.

And they just happened to take
it directly to his store.

Can you prove otherwise?

We're gonna search his store,
his other properties,

and his warehouse.

I gotta feeling we're
gonna find a whole lot more

then statuettes
and knickknacks.

And somehow I get the feeling

that the "I didn't know
the heroin was in the statue

of the Lord Vishnu" defense
is gonna work.

We'd like to talk
to the District Attorney.

He's a little busy
this time of day, man.

I think they're gonna want to
hear what my client has to say.

Why don't you give us
a little preview?

Maybe we can get
somebody on the phone.

Qaadar Khaleel.

Who is that?

One of the biggest drug lords
in Afghanistan.

And you got
your dope from him?

He is the man I work for.

The only problem with that
is that Afghanistan

is halfway around the world

and a little out
of our jurisdiction.

He is here.
Khaleel is here in New York.

He arrived last night.
He comes once a month.

On business?

And pleasure.
He fancies blondes.

There aren't so many
of them back in Afghanistan.

Raheem is going
to meet him tomorrow.

What do you think?

Fancies blondes, huh?

Don't even go there.

Raheem's got a deal
if he agrees to wear a wire.

I want this drug lord's
confession on tape.

This dude travels in style.
Khaleel's car just pulled up.

Black Town Car.

Did you see that?

Zoom in on those plates.

Those are diplomatic plates.

Yeah.
Raheem's in.

One other passenger
and a driver.

Khaleel a diplomat?

Raheem didn't mention that.

Well, it doesn't matter.
We wired the guy, not the car.

They're on the move.

They're heading
south on Broadway.

Red, white, blue
diplomatic plates.

Adam--Frank--one--
zero--two--one.

We got the eyeball.

I don't know about you,
but I am famished.

Parwana on 12th Street.

They're going to Parwana's
Restaurant on 12th Street.

Three blocks from here between
Broadway and University Place.

It's between Broadway
and University Place.

I have some news
about Santiago.

Everything's
been taken care of?

As you instructed.

I called Bardh.

I told him this was
a serious problem.

And?

We have our product back.

Santiago and his friends?

Bardha took care of them.

Excellent.

Did he just give it up?

That's the best
we're gonna get.

We're gonna take him
in front of the restaurant.

Qaadar Khaleel?

Yes.

You're under arrest.

I have diplomatic immunity.

For murder and narcotics
trafficking?

I doubt it.

Good work.
Excellent work.

He's a Judas, Raheem is.

He set you up,
and he sold you out.

Docket number 4-8-1-0-2.
People versus Qaadar Khaleel.

Charge is eight couns
of conspiracy to commit murde.

Eight counts of murder
in the first degree.

That's a lot of counts.
How does he plead, Mr. Rems?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Ms. Southerly?

The defendant is a drug lord.

He's an international
narcotics trafficker--

Alleged.

My client has no criminal
record whatsoever--

Who ordered the Washington
Heights Massacre.

He's an Afghan national
with access to unlimited amounts

of drug mone.

He's clearly a flight ris.

The people's entire
case is built

on the word of a
narco-trafficker

who's complicit
in these murders

and who'll say anything
to reduce his jail time.

We have a video recording
of the defendant

discussing how he ordered
these murders.

We dispute it was an admission,
and in any event,

it was illegally obtained.

You can argue
your suppression issue

before the trial judge,
Mr. Rems.

I'm not granting bail
to anyone connected

to this blood bath.

The defendant is remanded.

So what's wrong with
the statement, Mr. Rems?

The police eavesdropped
on a diplomatic car

and invaded the sanctity

of a foreign nation's
consular territory.

Please!
Are you trying to tell me

that your client
is a diplomat?

I don't think
the Vienna Convention

on Diplomatic Relations
makes that distinction.

Mr. Khaleel is a very
important man in Afghanistan.

But I checked, he's not
with your consulate here.

Mr. Khaleel is
a businessman.

What was he doing in
your Consul's car?

Mr. Khaleel calls me
when he comes to New York.

I drive him,
show him the city.

Please, do not
involve me in this.

My brother is one
of his captains

in Paktika, in Afghanistan.

I don't understand.

Are you saying your brother
is police or military officer?

No, no.
Khaleel has his own army.

Militia.
About 500 men.

He's a warlord.

Khaleel keeps my province safe
from outlaws and terrorists.

He keeps the Taliban
from coming back.

He feeds my brother's
children.

When he asks me to do this,
I cannot say no.

Khaleel isn't part of the
Afghanistan diplomatic mission!

It doesn't change the diplomatic
status of the car.

The Vienna Convention
of 1961 states

that the premises of a country's
diplomatic missions

as well as its means of
transport

are immune from search.

The defense claims
that a drug dealer

has an expectation of privacy
in that vehicle?

Even if it's used
on a lark?

That's right.

Well, I don't think
that bird will fly.

Let's see what this State
Department fella has to say.

Mr. Branch.

Edwin Blitzer.

What can I do for you,
Mr. Blitzer?

We understand that you have
Qaadar Khaleel in custody.

He's been charged as
a principal

in the Washington Heights
massacre.

He's been in the country
less than 24 hours.

What could he possibly
have to do with that?

Mr. Khaleel is an international
narco-trafficker.

He's importing Afghan
heroin into New York.

You have evidence of this?
Plenty.

Do you wanna see it?

Khaleel is an ally of ours
for interests over there.

He has been a staunch
opponent of the Taliban.

Well, the one thing you
could say about the Taliban

is they didn't
tolerate drug trade.

The threat in Afghanistan
wasn't about opium.

Not then, but what about now?

Isn't the country in danger
of becoming the next Columbia?

We're cognizant of the threats
to the new government.

And the conflict n
Afghanistan is far from ove.

Khaleel has helped us capture

a dozen Al Qaeda operatives
over the past two years.

The man is
an indispensable resource.

He's a drug lord.

It's like dealing
with Pablo Escobar.

We have to prioritize.

First the Taliban and Al Qaeda.

And after the drug lords
and war lords

have helped Karzai do that,

we help Karzai deal with
the drug lords and war lords.

"The enemy of my enemy
is my friend."

That how it works
in that part of the world.

You can't be picky
on who you work with.

You can see how sensitive

this matter is
for the State Department.

This case could be
a huge embarrassment

for the United States
and president Karzai.

Well, when they see
the crime scene photos

of the Washington Heights
apartment,

I'm sure they'll
get over that.

I understand you have
both the man

who gave the direct order
and the man

who did the actual
killing in custody?

Mr. Raheem and Mr. Bardha.

And they both agred
to plead guilt?

isn't that enough?

Mr. Raheem will testify

that Mr. Bardha carried out
these killings

at the behest of your
erstwhile ally.

Anything you could do
to help us, Mr. Branch,

would be greatly appreciated.

We'll thank Mr. Khaleel
for his past assistance

to America
in fighting terrorism.

But he's gone on
to drug dealing and mass murder.

And if I have anything
to say about it,

he'll spend the rest
of his natural life

in a New York
correctional facility.

The Vienna Convention
makes it clear.

You can't search
a diplomatic car.

Except that

the diplomatic protection
the defendant seeks to invoke

applies only
to a physical search.

What message do we send
to the world

when we allow the police
to place wired agents

into diplomatically
protected areas?

Mr. Khaleel can't shield
his conversations

simply holding them
in a diplomatic car.

The Supreme Cout
has held that a persn

has no constitutionally
justified expectation

that someone he talks to
will not reveal

that conversation
to the police.

The informant wore a wire.
Audio and video.

And the Supreme Court
has also held

that an orally
reported conversation

is no different
than a wire transmission.

U.S. v. White.

Mr. McCoy's analysis
is correct.

The Vienna Convention didn't
prevent Mr. Raheem

from relaying the substance
of this conversation

with Mr. Khaleel
after the fact.

It doesn't prevent him
from recording it either.

Your Honor--

I'm allowing Mr. Khaleel's
recorded statement

to be introduced to trial.

Eight murder counts,
Mr. Rems.

I suggest your client might want
to think about a plea bargain.

The best I can do
is 50 to life, Mr. Rems.

You want that, Mr. Khaleel?

So I can tell Judge Mizener

that I at least made
an effort.

Notice that I'll be introducing

a public authority
defense at trial.

Which applies when
an informant or a hostage

is forced to do
something illegal.

Like when a CI handles drugs
to keep his cover.

Exactly.

That isn't a recognized
defense, Mr. Rems.

And which government
authorized

Mr. Khaleel
to murder eight people?

The United State.

It enlisted his help
in the war in Afghanistan.

I didn't realize American
teenagers in Washington Heights

were enemy combatants.

My client poses as a friend
to the insurgents

who are eager to do business
with drug traffickers

in an effort to fund
their terrorist activities.

I still don't see what it has
to do with this case.

In order to continue
to assist the U.S.

he has to run
his drug business.

Which requires him
to behave like a drug lord.

So if someone steals his drugs,
he's authorized

to slaughter them
to keep his cover?

He didn't authorize
the slaughter of anyone.

He merely asked
an overzealous subordinate

to retriee
his stolen propert.

This is one of the most
outrageous claims

I've ever heard.
Maybe so.

But if Mr. Khaleel
is going down for this,

he's taking his handlers
down with him.

So is the military
corroborating his story?

I don't know
that they have any choice.

The U.S. government knows

exactly what Mr. Khaleel
has been doing.

This is Khaleel's handle,

Captain Clark Wallace.
Army, Special Forces.

And here's a letter
from Captain Wallace

confirming the shipment of M-16s
to Mr. Khaleel in Gardez.

March 2, 2002.

A photograph and an old letter

aren't going to make
your case, Mr. Rems.

Check the arrest report.

You'll notice his first call
wasn't to me.

It was to Captain Wallace.

The letter and photograph
are authentic.

Khaleel's one of our best
sources in Eastern Afghanistan.

According to Interpol,

he's a huge importer of heroin
into Western Europe.

And now he's trying to establish
himself in New York.

Things on the ground aren't
black and white.

Especially in a place
like Afghanistan.

You make friends with
whoever you need to.

Not so different
than being a prosecutor

except that we don't allow
people we make deals with

to expand the scope
of their criminal activities.

That's here.

We're talking
about over there.

I'm not.

I've got eight murders
to prosecute in New York City.

Why did Khaleel call you
the night that he was arrested?

To get him the hell
out of there.

What could yu
do for hi?

Who do you think called
the State Department?

I heard they sent somebody
to spring Khaleel.

The only way that's going
to happen, Captain Wallace,

is if a jury
acquits him.

I'm just stating the facts,
Mr. McCoy.

The fallout from this is
going to hit people

much higher up on the chain
of command than me.

.

Supervising poppy crops
in Afghanistan

and shipping the raw opium
to Pakistan

for processing into heroin.

What other work
did you perform

for the defendant,
Mr. Raheem?

I oversaw the transpot
of that heron

into nearby countries,
like India, Turkey,

Iran for sale in Europe,
and Russia.

Were you responsible
for importing

the defendant's heroin
into the United States?

Yes, I was.

And where did
you store this heroin?

In stores, homes--
what we call stash houses.

Did you reveal the location

of one of these stash houses
to Sammy Santiago?

Yes.

For what reason?

Well, we wanted to sell
our heroin here in New York.

So we contacted
Mr. Santiago

hoping that he
and his associates

would be interested
in helping us.

Did they?

They robbed us instead.

What happened
as a result?

Mr. Khaleel asked me
to get our heroin back.

And to have Santiago
and his crew killed.

Nothing furthe.

Let's get one thing straight,
to start, Mr. Raheem.

You hired Arten Bardha
to kill these people.

Yes.

And in exchange for leniency

you made a deal
with the District Attorney

to testify against
my client.

Yes.

Did my client ever
tell you explicitly

to have Sammy Santiago
and his crew killed?

No, but I knew
what he wanted done.

Are you aware, Mr. Raheem,

that the production
of heroin in Afghanistan

has grown by 2,000%
since the United States

overthrew the Taliban regime?

That 85% of the world's heroin
now comes from Afghanistan?

I am not a bookkeeper,
but, yes,

there is much, much more now.

In fact, that was the reason
you were sent here, wasn't it?

To find a market for my client's
surplus heroin.

Yes, it was.

Did the United States military
allow my client

to do business as
a drug trafficker?

I know that U.S. soldiers drove
by his poppy fields every day.

So, at the very least,
they were aware

that he was in
the heroin business.

They had to.
Unless they were idiots.

So it's quite possible
that Qaadar Khaleel

was authorized by
the United States government

to come to this country

to further his business
interests

in order to support
his identity as a drug lord?

Objection to what's possible.

Sustained.

No further questions.

My name is Clark Wallace.

I hold a commission
as a captain

in the United States Army,
Special Forces.

And what was your last
assignment?

I served in Afghanistan.

How were you deployed?

I commanded a military
intelligence

and reconnaissance unit
composed of native Afghans

In Paktika province.

Meaning, you weren't working
with the regular Afghan Army?

Correct.

Why were you commanding a local
civilian force, Captain Wallace?

The provinces are controlled
by the local tribesmen.

If you're in an area
like Paktika

where you require knowledge
of the terrain,

routes,
who the good guys are

and who the bad guys are,

you engage local people in order
to carry out your mission.

What was your mission,
Captain Wallace?

To capture Taliban
and Al Qaeda operatives

hiding along the Pakistani
border, in the tribal areas.

Mr. Khaleel was one
of the tribal leaders

you engaged to help
you do this?

He controlled a large
area of the Paktika province.

And how exactly
did he help you?

He provided intelligence,
vehicles, personnel.

Personnel?
What does that mean?

He provided men, soldiers,
troops.

To fight?

If necessary.

And who paid these men,
the Afghan government?

The fighters I worked
with weren't paid

by the central government.

They were paid by...

Mr. Khaleel.

He had a standing militia
of 1,500 men.

And where did Mr. Khaleel
come up with the money

to pay and equip
1,500 full-time fighters?

I wouldn't know.

Are you saying you had
no knowledge

that Mr. Khaleel was
in the heroin business?

Correct, sir.

You never saw
his poppy fields?

None I could identiy
as Khaleel'.

And you never asked him

how he funded his militia?

I don't ask questions
I don't need the answers to.

Captain, you're testifying
under oath.

I understand that.

May we approach?

This man is
perjuring himself.

He's your witness,
Mr. Rems.

If you have evidence he's lying,
let's see it.

Rems had his head in the clouds
if he thought that a captain

in the Special Forces was going
to openly acknowledge

that he'd consorted
with a heroin trafficker.

I don't know what's worse,

them pretending it didn't
happen, or just admitting it.

You know, Rems is
corroborating our case

by conceding
that Khaleel was a dealer.

Well, it's also tending
to support it.

At the very least,
the military acquiesced

his opium business.

At the very least?

Are you suggesting that
they may have facilitated it?

Possibly.

At most, they might have
ignored it--in Afghanistan.

But Khaleel's not being
charged with drug felonies.

He's being charged with murder
in New York State.

And there's not a snowball's
chance in hell

that our government
acquiesced in that.

Didn't the CIA help
run drugs for the Contras?

That's a left-wing myth
from the lunatic fringe.

Don't be too sure that this
is a lock, Arthur.

These days, half the country
thinks everything

the government says is
Orwellian double-speak.

And the other half has absolute
faith in what we're doing.

So try to make the jury
see it that way.

I don't want them buying any
paranoid conspiracy theories

about the federal government.

I have received money.
Rifles for my men.

And up until now,
plenty of thanks

from the United States
Government for the work I did.

As confirmed in this letter
from Captain Wallace.

Yes.

Where was this
photograph taken?

Near Jalalabad.

We had apprehended
some Taliban.

We were actually celebrating.

How did that happen,
Mr. Khaleel?

We believed they might
be with Al Qaeda.

And we had heard
they were interested

in doing business with me.

What kind of business?

They were offering to transport
some of my opium into Pakistan.

Was Captain Wallace aware
you were doing this?

He encouraged it.

He wanted to capture some
of these men and question them

about their terrorist
activities.

Which is what we did.

Did he ever request
that you stop

your drug trafficking
activities?

Captain Wallace
is a smart man.

He knows that without opium,
Afghanistan would crumble.

The poppy seed crop represents
half of my country's economy.

Maybe mor.

So American forces
have done nothing

to stop your drug business?

It's not their business
to do so.

It's the Afghan government's.

And they haven't done anything
to interdict your activities?

Under the Taliba,
opium was forbidde.

Now it is flourishing.

Which is why we have
come to America,

to look for new markets
for our products.

Like New York?

It is one of the biggest.
The sky is the limit.

Mr. Khaleel,

did you authorize Hydar Raheem
to murder your business rivals?

Absolutely not.

I asked him to retrieve
the heroin

that was stolen from me.

That's all.

Everything's been
taken care of?

As you instructed.

I called Bardha.

I told them this ws
a serious proble.

And?

We have our product back.

Santiago and his friends?

Bardha took care of the.

Excellent.

That's you talking
to Mr. Raheem, sir.

Yes.

Gloating over the murders
of your rival drug dealers?

Listen to the videotap.

I did not say I did
anything like that.

But Mr. Raheem did
in fact work for you?

From time to time.
The man is not my puppet.

So which is it, Mr. Khaleel?

You deny ordering the murders

or the United States
authorized you to do so

to protect your identity
as a drug dealer?

I don't understand
your question.

Of course you do.

Make a choice
in front of this jury.

You ordered the murders

or you had no hand in them?

Every day in my part
of the world

the United States drops a bomb
or fires a missile

in order to kill terrorists.

Do other people die
as a result?

Yes, regrettably.
But for the greater good.

I ordered no murders.

I simply dispatched
a subordinate

to retrieve a product
that was stolen from me.

Using any means necessary?

I don't know how
to answer that.

I believe you just did,
Mr. Khaleel.

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

We find the defendant,
Qaadar Khaleel,

guilty of eight counts
of murder in the first degree.

It's basic physics.

For every action,
there is a reaction.

We arm the Mujahadeen
to fight the Soviet Union,

and they turned on us.

Attacked us at home
and abroad.

9/11, we invade Afghanistan,
topple the Taliban,

and the world is flooded
with cheap heroin.

And I've got eight dead bodies
in New York city

and more to come.

It's called blow back.

Unintended consequences.

Something tells me Khaleel
won't be the last

"unintended consequence"
to show up on our doorstep.

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