All language subtitles for Avenger.2006.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264.CRO-DIAMOND.ENG

Open the door! Open the door!

Open the door!

Open the door now!

You!

Por mi hija. Amanda Jane.

- Mr. Dexter.
- Washington.

Hey.

- Good morning, sir.
- Good morning.

Sign here, please.

You sure this is a good idea?
Me just copping like this?

We're not copping, Washington.

We're negotiating.

Am I to understand that your client

does not contest the charge?

No, you are to understand that
I do not contest the charge.

I've explained to Mr. Lee that if I'm
unable to prevail upon you gentlemen

to see the sense in our proposal,

that he should plead not guilty

and take his chances in court.

And just how good would you
say those chances are?

Well, I think they're pretty good.

Certainly better than the publicity
your bank's gonna receive

when it comes out that my client was able

to penetrate your security system

with the, what,
"greatest of ease."

Isn't that how
you put it, Mr. Lee?

Well, it wasn't that hard.

All I know, a couple
of moves and I was in.

You gentlemen have
about a million clients

who think their funds are safe with you.

Later on this week, my client is going

to stand up in court
and say that if he did it

any half-assed amateur could
empty your clients' accounts

in a few hours, after a
little electronic probing.

How do you think your clients
are going to like that?

Do you have a proposition for us, Mr.
Dexter?

Put Mr. Lee on your payroll.

Now why in the hell would I want...

Because when it comes to computers,

he's the best there is
and he's already proved it.

He was able to slash
through a security system

that cost a mint to install and
he did it with a $50 sardine can.

He could install for you
a totally impenetrable system.

Mr. Lee is much safer
inside the tent, pissing out.

Hey, Mr. Dexter.
Yeah?

What's that, "safer inside
the tent pissing out"?

What does that mean?

As opposed to outside, pissing in.

I don't know what you did
or how you did it

but, look, maybe...

Maybe one day I can pay you back.

Okay, Washington, maybe one day you will.

Stephen Edmonds.

Did you advertise for a Grumman Avenger?

Yes, I did.
When can we meet?

We can't.

You don't want the job?

I don't know.

But even if I take the job,

we won't meet.
That's how I work.

That's damned inconvenient.

I like to look a man over.

And I prefer to be overlooked.

I'm told that you specialize
in finding things.

What's missing?

My son.

He's been missing for almost a year.

Missing from where?

Bosnia.

He went over there to do relief work.

Ended up with some shoestring outfit,

delivering goodwill packages.

Then he disappeared.

I've used whatever influence I have,

and I should tell you
it's not inconsiderable.

I'm Stephen Edmonds.

Does that mean anything to you?

I've heard of you.

Yeah, well, it hasn't done me any good.

All my inquiries have come to a dead end.

What's your son's name?

Rickie.

Richard Edmonds.

This is my son.

Can you understand what that means?

Yes, sir, I think I can.

I want everything you have on Rickie
and his activities in Bosnia.

Absolutely.

I have a great deal of
material for you to access.

Anything to do with his disappearance.

Have it all ready
for pickup tomorrow at 2:00,

the Ellsworth Building.

Take the escalator to the mezzanine.
Don't be late.

I can't say I'm happy with this,

speaking to somebody
with no face and no name.

A mutual friend asked me to
collect something from you.

How do I know it's you?

How else would I know to come up to you?

The man told me to.

Else I'm not coming up to any white
man in broad daylight saying,

"Give me what you got."

Unless I'm stupid or crazy.

This man, do you work for him?

Just a friend.

What's his name?

His name is none of my business,

nor is it any of yours.

Hi, Dad.

I'm, working for an organization

called Loaves and Fishes.

It's pretty small-scale.

Just 24-wheel drives and a 10-ton truck.

It's run by a Canadian called John Slack,

and then there's me
and a woman called Nadja.

Talk about shoestring, but we get the
stuff out to people who need it.

John drives the 10-tonner
up to the Austrian border

to bring back the donated stuff,

and then Nadja and me make
the rounds distributing it.

John's a great guy.

He just gets it done no matter what.

And Nadja is wonderful.

She was driven out
of her home by the Serbs,

and several members
of her family were killed.

Yet she seems amazingly unbitter,

just determined to help however she can.

You have no idea
how glad I am I came here.

And I just hope I can
make you understand that

I am not wasting my life,
or your money doing this.

Got to go now.

This is my son.

Can you understand what that means?

Yes, sir, I think I can understand that.

I'll be fine, Dad.

He's really a sweet guy.

So will you find him for me?

That's what I do,
Mr. Edmonds.

When can you start?

I've already started.

Morning, sir.

What is the purpose of your
visit to our country, Mr...

Bishop?

I'm a journalist.
Freelance.

We're doing a story on
small relief organizations

that operate independently of the UN.

Well, then welcome to
Bosnia-Herzegovina, Mr. Bishop.

Thank you very much.

I hope you find the story
you're looking for.

Taxi, taxi!

Welcome, Mr. Bishop.

I hope you have a nice stay.

What's your name?

It is Victor.

Victor, I need some help.

I'm after some information.

I'm willing to pay
a lot of money to get it.

I see.

Might I ask what kind of
information you are looking for?

It's in regard to a young American.

A Rickie Edmonds.

He disappeared in your
country about a year ago.

Many people disappear
in our country, Mr. Bishop.

It is most regrettable.

Well, I want to find this young man.

I'd appreciate you
spreading the word around.

That's Edmonds.
E-D-M-O-N-D-S.

That's right.

Yes, I would like to run it for a week.

And the amount is $10,000.

Yes. That's it.

Cash reward.

Cash reward, yes, ma'am.

All right, sir. Your ad will
appear in tomorrow's newspaper,

extending to Saturday.
It will read,

"For information leading to
missing American, Rickie Edmonds,"

"last seen in Kosovo in 1995."

"US $10,000, cash reward."

What have you got cooking in here?

There's no cooking in a room.

So, did you see my ad?

If you kill me, you have nothing.

You think you're the only one
who reads the want ads?

I got options.

They're gonna be lined up down the street
waiting for a piece of that money.

I know nothing.

That's a damn shame.

What're you moaning at?
Shut up!

I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna make you a deal.

You want this or you want that?

This one? Are you sure?

Good choice.

Try it one more time.

It was Zilic, Zoran Zilic.

He's no longer in the country.

Who is Zilic?

I swear, I know nothing more about him.

You know nothing? Come on!

Okay. Okay.

A year ago, he was in Bjanka Luba region.

We were not there, I swear!
It was his boys.

His boys?
Zilic's Tigers.

New recruits, to see
how they did in the field.

Zilic's Tigers, you know any of them?

No?

Yes. Yes,
I remember one of them.

His name was Milan.

Milan what?

I don't know.

Come on!

Okay. Radek, Rajak,
I'm not sure.

Well, this Radek or Rajak, where is he?

He is gone.

Gone where?

Into a monastery.
The Order of St. Michael.

The monks have taken a vow of silence.

This Milan will not talk.

Hey, pal, 2 minutes ago
you weren't gonna talk.

Hello, Milan.

Don't be afraid.
I'm a friend.

I've come here to
correct a grave injustice.

I believe you know what
happened to these two people.

Something happened.

Something you witnessed.

It will help bring this man to justice

if he is responsible.

We were all responsible.

They were just small boys.

Playing.

Waiting for food.

The one boy, he was in the road.

Run, children. Run!

And Zilic, he make me
take one of the bodies

and dump it into the pit.

And inside the farmhouse,
there was a woman

trying to hide.

Get out!

Get out!

No. Stop. Rickie! No!

Rickie!

Rickie!

Let me go!

Rickie, no!

Please.

Bye-bye.

Mr. Edmonds, I'm deeply
sorry to inform you

that the remains of your son, Rickie,

have been discovered
along with the bodies

of Nadja Tudjman and
six unidentified children.

Positive identification has
been made through DNA samples.

From information acquired during
the course of this investigation,

I am certain that these crimes were
committed by a Serbian paramilitary

under the command of Zoran Zilic,

a known war criminal presently at large.

Mr. Edmonds.

Yes.

I'm the one you hired to find your son.

I can hear you fine from there.

Yes.

You like to be overlooked.

I'm sorry things turned out
the way they did.

Well,

best to know the worst
than not to know the worst.

Thank you.

You did your job.

I'd say the job is only half complete.

Well, I intend to pass
your findings on to

the appropriate authorities.

I think you're talking
to the appropriate authority.

Are you suggesting...

That Zoran Zilic be brought to justice.

By you?

By me.

You help me find where Zilic
is hiding, I'll do the rest.

I understand if you don't
want to get involved

in something illegal.

I don't give a damn about illegal.

And I'm involved.

Why the offer?
Rickie wasn't your son.

Not all wrongs can be
righted, Mr. Edmonds,

but that doesn't mean some shouldn't be.

"Not all wrongs can be righted,"

"but that doesn't mean
some shouldn't be."

Isn't that the way it goes?

You must not hold my years as a
composer of fortune cookies against me.

I would never.

After the Major died, it was
necessary to make ends meet.

Yes.

It was very easy.

The Major spoke like a fortune cookie.

I simply remembered
35 years of his platitudes.

God, how I miss him some days.

It warms my heart
to see you smile, Calvin.

But I'm very concerned
for you, my dear friend.

I hope I live to see you
enter the real world someday.

You think I'm not in the real world?

You are in the world of
absolute right and wrong.

Such is a place normally
occupied by madmen,

religious zealots or mass murderers.

It's greatly to your credit
that you are neither.

But you are on a path
that cannot go on forever.

Nothing goes on forever.

But this is not the time to
leave the path, believe me.

"A man's first duty is to
his conscience and honor."

Mark Twain.

Yes.

But it could just as well
have been the Major.

You worry too much about me, my friend.

Perhaps I should just pray for you then.

Yes.

"Vengeance is mine,
saith the Lord."

Do you really give a damn
what happens to this animal?

What I care about is
supplying information

to somebody intending to
use it to break the law.

Makes me an accessory, Stephen.

A second-term congressmen
about to announce for Senate

can't afford that kind of publicity.

Who's the guy you hired?

I told you I don't know his name.

You never met him?

That's the way he wants it.

So what's the deal, Steve?

I find out, I tell you, you tell
him, he goes and whacks Zilic?

You don't want to help me,
I'll get someone else.

I never said I wouldn't help.

Rickie has been dead a year, Bill.

Zilic is out there, still breathing.

And every lungful is too good
for that son of a bitch.

You just help me find out
where he's hiding.

So, Mr. Devereaux,

you have nothing more
to tell the Committee

on the subject of operational outsourcing

when it involves, say, what do
you call it, rogue elements?

As I explained to you before,
Congressman, sometimes it is necessary...

But in our association
with these rogue elements,

you, sir, as Deputy Director of the CIA

would take care that means
and ends were weighed.

There is one end that
justifies any means,

the security of the United
States and the American people.

I think even you and I can agree on that.

Mr. Chairman,
I have no further questions.

Thank you, Mr. Devereaux.

For sticking my head up my ass in public.

Meeting adjourned.

Hallowed words, the security
of the United States.

Hi, Frank.

Got a moment, Paul?

Is there some part of my testimony

you didn't understand, Congressman?

No, I pretty well caught
the drift of most of it.

Maybe the bit about the ends justifying
any means was a little fuzzy.

The doctrine of the lesser
evil for the greater good,

not a particularly difficult
concept to understand.

This the kind of thing you mean?

You wanna tell me what relevance
this has to our discussion?

Those are the remains
of a young American boy,

name of Rickie Edmonds.

That's unfortunate.

There were also six children
and a woman at that site.

Since you're obviously trying
to make a point, Congressman,

now would be a good time.

Man responsible is
named Zilic, Zoran Zilic.

And to save you acting
like you don't know him,

remember lunch in South Africa?

That a "no comment" I'm not hearing?

I'm sure you understand from
your time on the Committee,

sometimes the national interest requires

taking the devil to dinner.

Mr. McBride here is by way
of being the long spoon.

Are you telling me you really wanna
become involved with someone

who will face a war crimes
tribunal when he's caught?

Congressman, war criminals
have been our preferred allies

since the beginning of the Cold War.

You remember Wernher von Braun,

the architect of our space program?

Unfortunately, not all
criminals are so talented.

Most of the time, they just spare
us the unpleasant necessity

of having to commit
the atrocities ourselves.

It's called outsourcing.

But then you and I have already
had this discussion, haven't we?

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm running late.

Careless, getting photographed.

Well, it was on your
insistence that we meet.

He chose the place.

You're the handler,
not the other way round.

You choose the place.

Yes, but I mean...

I don't need excuses or
explanations from you, Frank.

I get those from people
I don't need to trust.

Now, the next time
you see Mr. Zilic,

it will be to initiate Project Peregrine.

Try not to get photographed.

See anything down there you like?

Are you kidding?
Sure. Everywhere.

This is amazing country.

Yeah. It's the motherland.

I'd like to see it stay that way.

It's gonna be a little while before

this country suffers
from overdevelopment.

Is that a rat's arse I'm looking at?

That's a rat's ass, yes, ma'am.

It's cute.

It was a lot bigger 30 years ago.

Hey, what's that coming up on this side?

It used to be a hangout
for apartheid kooks.

Mind making another pass?

It's your dime, Mr. Dawson.

Make as many passes as you like.

What is it?

She's private, single-engine.

It's the second pass.

I want to know who it is,
and where it come from.

I'll get on it, chop-chop.

It's been abandoned for some time now.

Really?

Interesting.

Beer?

Beer would be good.

Anything out there catch your fancy?

Now, there's another one of
those open-ended questions.

This about where that abandoned
quarry was, we flew over?

That's almost exactly where it was.

You've got quite a sense of direction.

Yes, I do.

And there's the door.

I'm gettin' ready to walk through it.

It's 300, Mr. Dawson.

There's four.

You give a great tour, Miss Curtis.

Thank you.
And thanks for the beer.

So, exactly how much bigger
was it 30 years ago?

Well...

You should have had a chicken
tattooed on your arm.

Your table's right here.

Thank you.

So, Mr. Zilic, I presume?

Zilic. But no matter.

Please, you sit.

Thank you for coming, Miss Curtis.

Thank you.

So...

It's not very often
I get to discuss business

in such a fancy dig.

Well, your South African wines,
they are excellent. Please.

Thanks. I don't mix
booze with business.

Do you, you mind if I?

It's your dime, Mr. Zilic.

What is this job offer
your assistant called about?

Okay. Are you familiar
with area of Stellenbosch?

Yeah.

Yeah. I, I flew a client
over it just the other day.

Did you?

Yes, an interesting American

with a, with a smiling rat tattoo.

- A rat tattoo?
- Yeah.

No.

On his forearm.

So, who was this crazy man?

I'm sorry, I don't discuss clients
with other potential clients.

So, did he, see anything of interest?

Like I said, I don't discuss clients.

I'm sure, if the shoe was on the
other foot, you'd expect the same.

Miss Curtis, the man with rat
tattoo, he must have a name, no?

You don't take no for an answer, do you?

Not very often, no.

His name

is none of your business.

I will pay you well.

Very well.

Mr. Zilic... Zilic.

Zilic.

Find yourself another pilot.

I think you are making mistake.

The mistake I made was in coming here.

Give me that!
Come on. Your purse.

You're wrong about Emile.

He's really a sweet guy.

I'll be fine, Dad.

I just got a report from Zilic.

It seems someone chartered a plane

and flew a few sorties
around the compound.

Pilot was found a few days later.

Who chartered the plane?
Well, I don't know who yet.

I know he's an American
with a smiling rat tattoo.

Also in Bosnia, it seems
someone's been snooping around.

Someone by the name of Bishop,

asking about Rickie Edmonds'
disappearance.

Came up with the goods on Zilic.

You think it's the same guy?

I wonder if this has anything
to do with Congressman Fleming

and his atrocity photo.

There are no coincidences.

Check it out.

Perhaps Zilic is becoming
too much of a liability.

Finding a replacement for Zilic
at this stage is not an option.

There was this unit in 'Nam,
near the end of the war,

called the Tunnel Rats.

Weren't many of them, had a dirty job.

Had this painting of a smiling
rat over their hooch at Lai Khe.

They were a crazy bunch of guys.

Here's a long shot,

maybe one of them went out and got
themselves a tattoo of a smiling rat.

Any of them still around?

Hard to say.

High rate of attrition, during and after.

Those guys were way past brave.

You meet up with any of them,
you put up a salute for me.

I need some names, Barney.

Want to tell me what this is about?

Yeah.

It's always a handful of
"give me" and a mouthful

of "much obliged"
with you guys every time.

Let's assume that one of
these guys is still around

and physically and mentally fit,

would they be capable of
an assassination?

Who knows?
It's been 30 years, McBride.

True.

Nice to meet you, Agent Smith.

How can we help
the Department of Defense?

As I mentioned on the phone,

Detective, this is
a national security matter.

I understand.

Two years ago, homicide,
young girl, Amanda Dexter.

You arrested a man named Emile Delgado?

That's right.

The lowlife posted bail and
skipped the country. Panama.

From what I understand,

he wasn't there long
before somebody got to him.

A lot of people wanted to wipe the
floor with that piece of crap.

He'd charm these young girls,

mostly from good homes,
never been in trouble,

get them hooked real bad,
then he pimped them.

It seems like Amanda Dexter
went down that same road.

What about the girl's father,
Calvin Dexter?

What about him?

Do I think that Dexter had anything
to do with Delgado's murder?

We had our suspicions, looked into it.

He had an alibi.

I'll need a full copy
of the investigation report.

National security, right?

Well, that's right.

Got you.

So you think this is our guy?

I mean, he has the background,
he's got the training,

and as of the moment, he has
disappeared from sight.

Then you better find him and
make him disappear permanently.

Sir, this is a genuine war hero.

He has two Silver Stars,
three Bronze Stars,

a couple of Purple Hearts,
Army commendation.

I mean,

what, you think killing a war hero

to protect a war criminal
is, I mean, a little skewed?

This job is not without paradox.

Just find him.
Put an end to it.

Any leads?

Possibly, looking into it.

Good.

I like things to fit together in a
neat little box, don't you, Frank?

We're closed.
Come back tomorrow.

Department of Defense, Madame Huong.

How can I be of help,
Mr. Smith?

Do you know
a Mr. Calvin Dexter?

Mr. Dexter was
once our lawyer.

When did you last see
Mr. Dexter?

We saw Mr. Dexter for a time after
our legal business was completed.

He was a good friend to us.

Was?

Mr. Dexter suffered
a personal tragedy.

He lost his daughter.

Yes, a terrible loss.
I'm sorry.

After that, we lost contact.

Now, you told the police
that you were with Mr. Dexter

the night his daughter's
murderer was himself murdered.

That's correct.

He and my husband spent much
of the night reminiscing.

Reminiscing?

Madame Huong, I want you to
pass a message to Mr. Dexter.

As I said, I have not seen
him in several years.

Do you know in my profession

the truth is often a lie
waiting to be found out?

Now you tell Mr. Dexter
next time you see him

that we know what he means to do.

And we're not averse to it,

but we would like to decide when.

Now, if he can accommodate us in that,

it would be good for everyone involved.

Do you understand?

I'm afraid I cannot be
of help to you, Mr. Smith.

Call me.

Have Mr. Dexter call me.

I can always be reached at this number.

Thank you for your time.

I know how busy you are.

You heard what he said.

He knows what you are doing.

He thinks he knows what I'm doing.

Would it not be easier,
safer, to assist him?

These aren't the kind of people

I want to be in business with.

If Mr. Smith calls again,

tell him you passed on his message.

You should not give up
your faith in the law, Calvin.

I haven't given up my faith in the law.

It's justice I'm having
some doubts about.

I've gotta go.

Thank you.

Be careful, Calvin.

This is your final boarding
call for Flight 273...

Let me give you a hand with that.

We're going to the bus.

- There's one.
- Thanks.

You okay, honey?

He's outside the terminal.

Excuse me.
Where's that man?

He was here...

So, this just came in from Namibia.

A man fitting the description
of Dexter entered the country,

and unfortunately contact
could not be maintained.

So he didn't respond to your proposal.

No, not yet.

Alert the station in South
Africa we got a rogue element.

When he's intercepted, kill him.

We're in the process of activating
a brilliant project, Frank.

Project Peregrine.

You can be justifiably
proud of your part in it.

Two grams of weapons-grade plutonium.

Traceable to a Russian
stockpile with a Serbian link.

Just add Zilic and stir.

Or is it shake?

Call me from South Africa.

Now listen, about Dexter... Frank.

It's just your job.

It's not who you are.

Peter Dexter.

That's it.

How are you, Beke?

I'm all fine, man.

How's your old man?

You know, just like you.

Getting old but still
jiving with the devil.

Blue book.

Right.

Have you checked it out?

It's in the bag.

- See you later.
- Sure.

A room for Giddings, please.

That's 300, yes?

300 rand, please.

Walter!

McBride.

Walter Moran.

Yes, I know.

Congratulations.

For what?

Station chief.

Good gig.

Iceland didn't work out?

Well, we know he arrived in Namibia.

- Yes, and?
- Well, that's it.

Look, we're fairly certain
he can't cross the border

unless he knows his business.

Well, he knows his business.

Well, what's the deal when we locate him?

Do we take him out?

No. Not yet.

You locate him, detain him.
Understand?

Then you contact liaison,
get your people together.

Yes, sir.

What about your ride?

All set.

How you doing?

Okay.

I need to make this pickup.

That's right.

9:00 is good.
See you then.

You're wrong about Emile.

Open the door! Open the door!

You!

Por mi hija. Amanda Jane.

Frank. Been long time.

Yeah.

Too long.

When do I get out of here?

Soon, very soon.

You find out about the man
who hired the plane?

Yeah, we have him under surveillance.

I think it's better
you have him under the ground.

Don't worry, we'll handle it.

Just do what you're told,
when you're told.

We'll all be all right.

You're the man, Frank.
Suits you.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

There's an AR-15, C-4 and blasting caps.

Got everything you need?

Yeah, I think so.

Hope so.

You want a receipt?

Yeah. For tax purposes?

Yeah, tax purposes.

This goes now.
You know where, right?

Delivery guaranteed.

Hey, big brother,
looking for a party tonight?

You got an all-night rate, sister?

Well, for you, I've got a good price.

Good for you, good for me.

Sounds good to me.

Dexter's back in his room.

All right, stay with him
till I get there.

Do nothing. Understood?

So, Frank,

what are these negotiations
you wish me to conduct?

In three days we're gonna
fly you to Yemen.

There you're gonna contact certain people

and offer to sell them certain goods.

Of which

this is a sample.

And these goods, what are they?

Two grams of weapons-grade plutonium.

Now, they are gonna
need to verify the material,

this may take several days.

They will find it to be
as you represent it.

Then you will tell them that you
have access to more. Much more.

Who are these people?

A group of Islamic fundamentalists.

Frank.

To these people you wish
me to sell such a thing?

No, no, no, you would not let such
material fall into their hands, no.

McBride.

It's Moran.

Yeah.

We got Dexter
cornered up in a hotel room.

Are you sure you don't
want us to take him out?

No, no. Just hold him
till I get back to you.

What?

So, I will only pretend
to sell it to them.

You set the price.
They will haggle,

but in the end they will agree.

Now, it's very important that
you have the agreement in place

before they study the material.

Because when they come back, satisfied,

you'll raise the price five million.

Is that clear?

You see, they're gonna
have to go to the others.

And when they do that,
your mission is over.

So, they seek authorization from someone

far more important than they are.

Perhaps even the most
important for you, Frank?

You're not just another psychopathic
personality, are you, Zilic?

He's been in there quite a while now.

I can hear it in your voice,
Moran, what happened?

Didn't quite go as we planned.

We lost him.

Son of a bitch.

Watch over yourself, old man.

We have a security compromise.

One of the guards has been found dead.

Let's go, Zilic!

Let's go.

Right. Get him in the bunker,
keep him there.

Yeah.

Yeah.
We've got to move Zilic.

Do we have a problem, Frank?

We lost Dexter.

But we know he's in the compound.

That's unacceptable.

Well, it's a fact.

Launch Peregrine now.

Are the players in place?

I'll take care of the players.

You just fix the problem.

1300 hours, launch Peregrine!

You know why everybody
hates America, Frank?

Because you're such hypocrites

with your so-called democracy.

Want some advice, Zilic?

Don't bite the hand that feeds you.

Not a healthy diet.

I'm gonna go fetch Zilic!

They're on the way.
The runway's ready.

All right.

When I signal, bring him up.

He went that way!
He went that way!

We've been hit.

Shit!

There's your ride, Zilic.

Full flaps.

Landing gear down.

Is that tanker going to clear?

That thing's unmanned.

What the hell is that truck doing?

Overshoot!
Get her up! Get her up!

Mr. Smith.

It's McBride.

Just want to be sure
who I'm dealing with.

You have no idea.

No idea who or what
you're dealing with, Dexter.

You know this man.

You call him by name.

You betrayed me, McBride.

- Shut up.
- You lied.

Be still.

If you're not gonna kill him,
Dexter, give him back to us.

What you want to do is a bad idea.

Bad idea.

In the interest of national security...

National security?

You trying to appeal
to my patriotic side?

Shame on me.

Shoot him.

Shoot him, McBride.

Get up.

Get up.

Zilic knows too much.

That's your problem, not mine.

Yeah, well, now he's yours.

Dexter, where are we going?

I'll give you money.

What do you want, Dexter?

You're wrong about Emile.

God!

That package you ordered
from Bosnia is gonna be

delivered in about 5 minutes.

Dexter.

Why? Why are you doing this?

You remember last spring at Bjanka Luba?

A little abandoned farmhouse,

a bunch of young kids.

One of them was a young American boy

who tried to stop you.

Well, pal, this has all been
a present from his old man.

You're about to meet him.

Dexter!

Dexter!

We are pleased at this time

to announce the capture of Zoran Zilic,

wanted in connection with war crimes

against the people of Bosnia-Herzegovina,

as well as for the murder of Rickie
Edmonds, an American aid worker.

The apprehension of Mr. Zilic
resulted from very close cooperation

between several intelligence agencies,

whose commitment to justice and
the security of the United States

is what makes this country strong.