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(Transcrit par TurboScribe. Passez à Illimité pour supprimer ce message.) My name is Robert Scandal Jackson and in

a few minutes everything about my life is

going to change.

Hello, Dallas speaking.

It's not so good, Dallas.

They have to rebuild his face and he

may have brain trauma.

My name is Danielle LaPointe.

Something called COBRA paid my man a loan.

It's a foundation we'd like to employ you.

COBRA assists victims of crime, people who haven't

benefited from the system.

We do that by targeting the perps and

bringing them to justice.

Five years ago, Robert Scandal Jackson, your father,

was killed by a serial killer, just a

random hit.

Your father's partner, Jake, had a shootout with

the killer in a motel room and killed

him.

We don't think your father's killer died five

years ago.

We think he just killed again.

It seemed to us, a man wouldn't turn

down a chance to catch his father's killer.

When you make a mistake, don't overcorrect.

I'll try, Daddy.

I'll try.

He murdered identical to your father's.

His name was Thomas Nelson.

He ran a bottled water company called Jungle

Rain.

The prince belonged to a marine lieutenant named

Colby McCullough.

That's McCullough?

And he hasn't left this facility?

These guys aren't going anywhere until the day

they die.

Yeah, Mr. Botticelli.

We've got a little problem here.

I told him I was dead.

When you calm down, you're gonna see how

perfect this is.

Just go to your funeral.

And now, to the continuation.

What the hell are you doing here?

Good morning.

I was going to ask you the same

question.

Scandal.

I'm sorry that this happened to your uncle

Jake.

Scandal, wait a minute.

I thought we were all doing the same

thing.

No.

Jake and my father are my business.

Since when?

Come on, just tell me.

Is this your father, Wayne Botticelli?

He was with the mafia.

I'm sorry.

I'm leaving.

Scandal, Dallas and I want to help you.

Let us.

Help?

With your help, I got a face I

didn't want, a funeral I didn't ask for,

and the death of Uncle Jake.

Cobra.

It suddenly seemed like I had found only

lies and betrayal at my doorstep.

And now that I've learned the truth about

my father, I wanted to run away from

these thoughts as fast as I could.

It was strange, too, because my memory of

my father has always been my support.

And now, for the first time in my

life, I was truly alone.

I was truly alone.

My head

and heart seemed to play a joke on

me.

It seemed the farther I tried to run,

the closer I got to the house.

Before I knew it, I was standing in

the back yard of our house.

Look, the man in the blue hat!

What's going

on here?

The sale of property.

The only thing left of the Jackson family

is unpaid bills.

The next item is a copper ring.

Well, where do we start?

Two bucks?

This is for me?

Thank you very much.

You hang it over the steering wheel.

Read the inscription.

To dad, sailing is like life.

If you make a mistake, don't overdo it

and fix it.

Sold for ten dollars.

Scandal, wait.

Scandal, wait.

I know that your whole life has been

turned upside down.

We are very sorry about that.

We truly are.

But the truth is that there's a killer

out there.

People need your help.

Look, I'm going to catch the guy who

killed Jake.

Not for you, not for humanity, but for

Jake.

What about your father?

Isn't it too high a price to learn

the truth?

Don't bury the truth with your father.

If you run away now, I guarantee that

you will always look back.

Why shouldn't I run away?

I've got a new face, a new name.

No one knows who I am.

You know who you are.

Jake.

It seems

you didn't come to treat me to candy.

I decided to help you and Dallas.

I'm very glad.

Come in.

What changed your mind?

You.

You said I would always look back.

This is a rhetorical turn.

No, I saw something in your eyes.

What was it that you left in the

past?

Nothing.

Hey, listen.

I dragged you out of bed, not apologizing,

not treating you to candy.

But I can listen to you.

Ten years ago, they killed my mother.

The killer was never caught.

After a while, no one cared about it.

Another folder with the case on the shelves.

At first, I tried to run away from

it, going to college.

But it didn't lessen the pain.

Later, an unsuccessful marriage didn't help.

I moved to the Soviet Union for a

year.

So why did you stop?

A lot of tears, prayers.

And...

The wonderful Soviet of Kventin and Elvira.

But not necessarily in such an order.

And now I wake up every morning with

faith that maybe the criminal will be caught

today.

And now, if I can help, I will

do it.

Daniel.

I never thanked you for...

For saving your ass on the list.

You've already done it.

You listened to me.

You know, just because her father is the

only lead in your case, it doesn't mean

that Jenny Nelson will want to help.

If she wants to know the truth as

much as I do, she will help.

Dallas is listening.

Right.

Good.

Good.

Okay, thanks.

We got the ballistic expertise of the weapon

that killed Jake.

Military weapons are impossible to trace.

Not bad.

You're a clear-sighted person.

The killer of Jake said that you're a

junkie.

Sounds like a veteran.

And you know, Daniel was right about you.

She believes in you.

She says you're special.

And isn't she?

What?

She's special.

She's smart.

She's interesting.

But there's a wall around her.

We all got things we want to keep

to ourselves.

We prefer to be silent.

Although sometimes people want you to look into

their souls.

Now I hope to find something with the

help of Jenny Nelson.

Salt, cantaloupe.

Looks like she can give us not only

the key to the puzzle, but also the

main player.

Damn.

That's the guy from your dad's photo.

That guy looks like he's way above a

child.

Yep.

And now he's connected to us.

I needed Jenny Nelson's help, and I gave

myself to Zabada Pike and gave her a

visit again.

What's this?

This is a trophy.

I got it from my dad's driving lessons.

I was 16.

Yeah, 16.

And very rebellious.

The last thing I wanted to do was

hang out with my dad in the stable

every Saturday.

It was so unpleasant.

Exactly.

I hated horses, and I really hated him

for forcing me to go.

But he kept telling me this one thing.

That's it.

If I could do it, I'd be glad

that I did it.

And over time, I would learn to love

horses.

It might seem funny to you, but in

the end, I actually learned to really love

horses, and...

Respect your dad.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You...

I have to be a very unusual agent.

Jenny, I'm not a real estate agent.

My name is Kendall Jackson.

Five years ago, my father was murdered.

Someone subdued him with chloroform, crushed his forehead,

chopped his throat with a razor blade.

Just like my father?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

The police said it was a random murder.

No.

Whoever killed your father killed my father.

What?

Help me stop this murderer before he kills

someone else.

Why should I trust you?

You can answer that yourself.

Everything is in order.

We're transporting the water and...

Jenny!

Yeah?

This rumor I'm hearing about...

It's not a rumor, Sammy.

Hi there!

James Thomas.

It's my colleague, Sam Antonio.

Hi.

Jenny, can we talk to you for a

second?

Yeah.

We agreed that such groups should pass through

my office.

We also agreed to reduce expenses.

And then my father always thought that I

didn't have a third party.

It's not bad to know.

Yes, of course.

But he didn't forget about authority.

I have 56% shares.

And we're going to do it, I think.

Got it?

Well, you know, according to your delivery schedule,

a large order is expected this evening from

Cartonega.

That's an old printout.

This shipment is delayed.

They're trying to get back.

I think someone really doesn't want anyone to

look into his warehouse.

That's a lot of high-powered security for

water.

Yes, a lot of high-powered security for

gold.

Let's move.

Good eye, good eye.

Hell of a security system.

Yeah.

You have to win,

Jenny.

Well, thanks.

Hold it!

Hold it!

That's the best you can say to me?

I'm going to break into the security area.

I'm not going to do anything until I

get a laser signal.

And all you're saying is, hold it.

Who the hell are you?

I'm a hardened laser system.

And you boys are going to have big

trouble.

♪ What's

going on in here?

Looks like we have the same problem.

I walked in here unnoticed, I rang your

alarm, I drank 25 bottles of beer, and

only then your guys show up.

I present Ms. Nelson, full report.

What's going on here?

This guy's from Hardin's security company.

It's not a security company.

OrderCom Consulting.

It's one of the efficiency experts.

You can't call your security system efficient.

Judging by your computer data, you spend $20

,000 a month on it.

It's not a pleasant situation.

There you are.

Your security data is just as negative.

Ms. Nelson will present a full report in

the morning.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Thank you.

Efficiency testing experts?

That's not enough.

These guys are not efficiency testing experts.

We've got problems.

We've got problems.

We've got big problems.

You promised me mercenaries without a past.

You said their death was falsified.

Now I've got problems.

You just don't get it.

When you kill on the streets, you need

to do it clean and fast.

Now you don't get it.

While you and your four-F buddies were

sweating in the Kigelbani restaurant, I was taking

a battalion with me.

I had a weapon and a commander's knife

in my hands.

So there's no point in talking about efficiency.

Stop it.

Now what are you going to do?

We don't know who they are, but we've

tracked them down to Penthouse on the South

Side.

Kill him.

Kill them both.

Hornetship.

Yes.

Objects 0 and Alpha.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

There was water in the bathroom, and I

didn't hear you.

Help me, please.

Dallas told me what happened in Jungle Ruin.

But I think you have more than just

that water in your brain.

Dallas told me how you convinced Mr. Avery

to take me.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Once we've scouted all your data and made

sure that everything matches, your agreement has become

a matter of time.

You know everything about me, and I know

nothing about you.

I've got nothing to hide.

Harvard, huh?

Yeah.

Plus, minus four.

Brother and sister?

Ruth and Margaret.

He's in commodity business, and she has, as

usual, trouble.

You had a nice mother.

Yeah.

And she was smart.

What about your father?

Daniel?

I never knew him.

Oh, there you are.

Oops.

Am I interrupting something?

I don't think so.

Are they?

No.

Dallas, what do they say in Jungle Ruin?

These idiots don't know what they're talking about.

What a surprise.

Water.

From the Colombian spring.

If that dog doesn't want us, I'll send

the rest to my boys in Washington.

Let them brainwash them.

What did you do that for?

Dad always said, if you don't want to

be found, run this.

I guess it's between plastic and drugs.

The story about your dad is interesting.

It's a lot less interesting than the one

you told me about.

Daniel Lapointe.

Request.

Daniel Lapointe.

Born 10-12-64.

Place of birth, Washington.

District of Columbia.

Name of husband.

David Campbell.

Married 10-31-86.

Divorced 4-1-88.

Antoinette Sarland.

Daniel Lapointe.

Dad.

Pass.

Honey, are you alright?

I'm fine.

I'm a grown girl.

What did you find out?

I just ran the data on the guy

who attacked you.

Don't tell me he died in a plane

crash three days after my dad was killed.

How do you know?

He had military training.

You mean like the Army Rangers?

Or the Navy?

The Navy.

Provincial reconnaissance group.

Elite killers who went through first-class training.

They were thrown into the enemy's rear.

They lived in dugouts for months, fed on

rats to eventually destroy the facility.

And if they got out of there alive,

it was their reward.

I thought they were already disbanded.

They went down in history.

I thought the same last night.

Did you get the results of the bottle

analysis?

Yes.

Scannell was right.

The labs said that if you do a

certain chemical treatment, you can get cocaine paste

out of them.

So they killed Dad Jenny when he found

out that Sally was being smuggled out of

Jungle Rain.

Yes.

The question is, what are we going to

do now?

Well, the only thing we're going to do

when you've got all the tools in your

hands is to put them on the table.

And then you win.

This is a private club.

Really?

Just because.

I'll get right back to you.

I've got two more names, guys.

I just composed your ticket.

You just made a big mistake.

You made a mistake.

Who the hell are you?

Your new partner.

You see, I know how you get cocaine

paste.

And to get you to continue your thing

with Jungle Rain, you're going to have to

invest at least $500,000.

You're writing checks that you can't cash out.

You bring the money to this address at

midnight.

Then I'll compose the next ticket for you.