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What l do requires a certain mindset.

l do assignments

designated targets.

Some jobs need to look like accidents.

Others must cast suspicion on someone else.

A selectfew need to send a clear message.

Pulling a trigger is easy.

The bestjobs are the ones

nobody even knows you were there.

- Liquorfairy paid me a visit last night.

Left me a big ol' bottle ofscotch.

Even sprung for the good stuff.

- See ya, Henry.

- Oh.

Why the fuck do l let you drag me out to this shithole?

- You're a snob, Harry.

1 100 people come through here every day.

Hard to remember two fellas passing through.

- Thank you.

- Ofcourse, people might remember them.

- Yeah.

Well, then that kinda defeats your purpose, doesn't it?

'Cause l don't go anywhere without 'em. Nowhere.

- Try to get 'em suits that fit. They look like cartoons.

- Everything went okay?

- lt got done.

- There's no one betterthan you, you know.

That's whythey give you those jobs that could get a little hairy

because iftheywere to get hairy then you would take care of it,

and that's all they care about.

Services rendered. No loose ends.

Fait accompli.

You're a goddamn machine.

You see things.

You view people differently than l do,

differently than anybody does.

Yeah, but you've got a problem, Arthur.

You need companionship.

- l have you, Harry.

- Oh, then you're in deeper shit than l thought.

- So, how's Steven?

- Did l tell you that l got him a job at a private securityfirm?

They kicked him out last month. Beat some guy halfto death.

Goddamn disappointment.

Always has been, always will be.

- Call him.

- Me? Call him? Forwhat?

- Eh, he probably needs to hearfrom you.

- Yeah.

Let's go. l'll get your money.

Nevertreat me very good

Nice and friendly like you could

Why don't you tell me why l should hang around with you

l'm so lonesome in my bed

Gloom and sadness fill my head

Thinking l'd be better dead than hang around with you

- Come on. Dance with me.

Oh, please?

Well, how come all the girls call you baby

On the telephone

Why don't you love me anymore

Or send me roses to my door

lnstead l'm crying on the floor

Justthinking about you

You hungry?

- Sure.

l gotta go.

- Okay.

You ever gonna tell me your name?

- Arthur.

- Nice try. But you're no Arthur.

No, more like a David.

Or Brad.

Hmm. Yeah.

See ya, Brad.

Whoo!

Global Engineering.

- l'm calling about the ad.

There must be a mistake.

One moment, please.

The advertisement was proofed. The information is accurate.

- l want a meeting.

- We'll get backto you.

Mr. Bishop, Mr. Dean has agreed to a meeting.

Privatejetwill pick you up in one hour,

deliveryou to a neutral site of his choosing.

You'll be allowed 15 minutes. Thejetwill then return you.

When we tell you to be home at 10:00,

we mean 10, not 1 1:30.

l don't care, baby. You scared your mother to death.

You're grounded for two weeks.

Just one second.

Well, uh, that's not my problem.

All right, look.

Ten days and you volunteer two Saturdays at the shelter.

Eight days and three Saturdays.

- Nice ring.

- Done. - Where do l get one of those?

- You can't, unless you're a world champion.

Just tell him to come out and fix it, honey.

All right, let's go.

l've just been out-negotiated by a 16-year-old.

Let's take a walk.

Six months ago, we were commissioned to undertake

the largest contract we've ever attempted.

The target was far more high profile than we're normally comfortable with.

But thejob was just too rich to pass up.

- The target was South African?

- The target fled to South Africa.

That's where we made our move, in Cape Town.

Took six months to set up.

l assigned a team offive operatives to work in concert on the mission.

All five were killed.

Someone knew everything.

You probably knew some ofthe men on that team.

- l knew this one. Sebastian.

- You know how this companyworks, Mr. Bishop.

Only two partners know the details ofany given job.

Two people knew the details here.

Me and Harry McKenna.

Harry sold us out.

We pulled his financials.

Take a look at recent offshore deposits.

There's one there made two weeks ago for 20 million US dollars.

He's gotten old.

He's gotten weak. He's loaded with debts.

His divorce. His costly, troubled son.

They made him vulnerable.

And forthe past 13 years, l have been fiercely loyal to him.

There's no one l respected more.

But Harry McKenna has poisoned the well.

He needs to be removed.

lmmediately.

- Let me talk to him.

- Look, l appreciate your connection with Harry.

But there's no turning back here.

He has crossed his rubicon.

Every daythat he's alive puts this company in danger.

l knowwe would all prefer that you handle this.

Given your relationship, you're in the best position

to get this done quickly and discreetly.

And to be honest with you,

l hate the idea of Harry suffering unnecessarily.

We don't want to go to an outside source.

But we will ifwe have to.

Excuse me a sec.

Jess, the negotiations are closed. l'm sorry.

l'm in a meeting. Okay. Hang on a sec.

48 hours...

orwe'll proceed without you.

Hey, squirt?

Rememberthe expression, quitwhile you're ahead?

- Yeah, l mean, Roosevelt, to be truthful, is my hero.

l mean, the way he dealt with this damn chair.

Jasper, pull your trousers up, will ya?

Please? Pull your trousers up.

The suits don't really fit you guys verywell.

- Yeah?

- Get out ofthe building, Harry.

- Arthur? - They're coming foryou tonight.

- Who? Who's coming? - Dean.

Take whateveryou can use againstthem and get out.

- Oh, Jesus. - Do you have a pair of scissors?

- Yeah.

- Go to the elevator lobby. - On myway.

- Looks like we got a power outage on the 18th floor.

You have 15 seconds to get to the service elevator

before the emergency power comes on.

- There's a keypad.

- Punch in the building number. - l thought we cut the power off.

- Service elevators have to work on a separate power source.

- l'm in.

- Press the basementfloor.

The elevatorwill take 18 seconds to getthere.

The level is empty and unused. Take the ramp.

lt connects to the building next door.

lt leads to an underground parking lot.

- Shit.

- Security cameras haven't been fitted in this building yet,

so they'll be blind.

Okay, you should be entering the parking lot now.

- Myvan's here.

- l left it there.

- Oh, shit.

Well, you got me to circumvent my own security, huh?

Nobody sees me leave.

So what's this? Cape Town, right?

Yeah. Right.

So what's the story here?

Carjacking?

Police will find my van

somewhere in some shithole section ofthe city

stripped and up on blocks?

- Something like that.

- Well, a slight editorial revision.

You don't mind, do you?

Amat Victoria Curam.

Yeah, l get offa couple of shots.

There's a struggle. They get my gun.

C'est la vie.

At least l don't go down looking like a pussy.

l've had that for 33 years.

Gift from Admiral Beasley. Sixth Fleet.

That's the first time l everfired it.

- Why didn't you kill me?

- Ah. They'd just send somebody else.

l would rather it was you, Arthur.

You'll have to live with it.

- Arthurfuckin' Bishop.

- Sorry for your loss.

- More of a loss foryou than me, buddy.

lt's a long time.

Hey, would you give me a ride to myfather's house?

- Yourfather talked about you a lot.

He talked about spending time with you, maybe making up.

- Give it a rest, would ya?

- Yeah, well, he was always bringing you up.

He had regrets, Steven.

- Yeah, he could have picked up the phone anytime.

l wanna showyou something.

l loved this place as a kid.

lt's pretty impressive, huh?

Every one of 'em served their country.

l guess l could still enlist.

You know, make him proud?

l'm fuckin' with ya.

l don't know ifyou have a picture of him

but l thought...

maybe you'd want one.

- Looks like you're not planning on sticking around.

- Forwhat?

He didn't leave a will.

Accounts are empty. Bank's gonna take the house.

Bythe time the lawyers,

city and state get through with the rest,

not gonna be a fuckin' thing left.

- Where ya headed?

- Next place.

- Need some money?

- No, thanks.

l got a guy coming to the house. He's gonna look at the car.

l figure that'll probably get me through along to the next spot.

- What about the guns?

- l was thinking about going out

and killing myself a couple carjackers tonight.

- Just any old run ofthe mill carjacker.

- Yeah, well, you never know.

l might get lucky, find the guys that killed my dad.

- Gonna make you feel better?

- Fuck if l know.

But l'll find out.

- Sleep it off, Steve.

- Hey, Bishop?

What kind of person shoots someone in a wheelchair anyway?

- Yo.

Hey. Hey, you, you need some help?

- No, l think l, l got it.

l'm supposed to meet a friend

and l might've gotten the address wrong.

- Uh-huh. Yeah. M-ma-ma-maybe.

- Well maybe, uh, the address got me wrong.

- Nice car, man. Nice car.

- Thanks.

- Hmm. Can l have it?

- What?

- l'm relieving you of your automobile, motherfucker.

Outta the car.

- Seriously? - Seriously.

- Jesus fuckin' Chri--.

Okay. Okay.

- Mother--!

- Carjacker.

Did you shoot him with this?

- Fuck. - ls this the gun you used?

No?

- Hey! Bad move.

You didn't fucking think this through, did you, Steven?

This may not seem like it,

but tonight's your lucky night, Raymond.

Anybody asks, you fell down.

Don't make us come looking for you. Get outta here.

Stupid to kill someone when you have a motive.

Might as well paint a bull's-eye on your back.

- l don't give a shit.

- l'm aware.

Get outta here.

- l was thinking about what you were saying the other night.

And, uh, l wanna knowwhat you know.

- Go online. lt's all on the lnternet.

- But l don't wanna read it.

l wanna do it.

- Do what exactly?

- Bishop, don't bullshit me.

l know about you.

And him.

He was your mentor. He chose you over me.

You owe him.

And now that he's gone, he's left me with fuckin' nothing. You owe me now.

- Go home, Steve.

- Still for sale.

You know you want it.

No other lifetime but this'n.

Want some advice?

Follow what this tells you.

lt's trying to tell you somethin'.

lt's telling you you're homesick for a place you've never been.

8600 Alavarado Street, 7 a.m. tomorrow.

- Animal shelter. May l help you?

- What is this place? - lt's an animal shelter.

- Yeah, l knowwhat it is. Why are we here?

- Look for a dog like this. Under a year, if possible.

- l'm taking you more for a cat person.

- You knowwhat a mechanic is, outside its obvious definition?

- Guywho fixes things, problems,

does contracts.

A hit man.

- l do assignments.

Designated targets.

- l could do that.

l've seen some shit.

- No, you haven't.

- You know shit about me, Bishop.

- Steven Jackson McKenna. Born in Baltimore, Maryland.

Your mother died when you was twelve

on a mixture of pain meds and vodka.

You attended three different high schools.

Grant, Deer Park and Monroe.

Lettered in four sports, got a scholarship from Miami

that was rescinded upon a conviction of possession

with intent to distribute.

Had four misdemeanors for aggravated assault

and unlawful threats against two different girlfriends.

Broke your kneecap in a street fight.

Didn't wanna tell anyone, so you let it heal on its own.

And when it rains, you walk with a limp.

l'll show you the X-rays, ifyou like.

Ourfriend here would like to adopt this little fellow.

Hello, boy.

What l do requires a certain mindset.

Revenge is an emotion that can get you killed.

So no more stupid stunts like the other night.

Walk it, feed it, make it your best friend.

Tomorrow, 1 1 Fischer Square.

Take yourdog to the coffee shop on Riverdale.

Order a coffee. Black.

Sit at a table by the window

and do the Sudoku puzzle in the paper. Play nice with yourdog.

- For how long?

- One hour.

Every dayforthe next three weeks.

- This is yours! This is yours!

- Practice on this.

lnsurance companies know everything about how people die.

They even have books with actuaries.

Lists of every cause of death imaginable.

- Why don't you just shoot 'em and fuck all this?

- Good judgment comes from experience,

and a lot ofthat comes from bad judgment.

Bed's underthe boxes.

Help yourself.

- How long you been working on it?

- Two years.

- lt's nice.

When are we gonna go for a ride?

- We? Never.

Time to take yourtraining to the next level.

- Who's that? - He's good.

- Nobody checked you out.

- l could come back.

l really don't wanna stand out here.

- l gotta tell you, man. l'm a little skittish right now.

Not sure ifthis is a good time for me to be doing anything.

There's a lot of shit in the wind, you know?

- l brought the list and the money.

Now's not a good time--

- Let me see the list.

All this bywhen? - As soon as possible.

- All right.

Take me a day to make it happen.

Let me have the money.

- Autoerotic asphyxiation? - Yep.

Just thought you should see one up close.

Don't evertouch this.

Follow me.

- Who was he?

- Ajob. Nothing more, nothing less.

Makes you feel better, he was an illegal arms dealer.

Sold weapons to anyone.

Cop killers, gangbangers, terrorists.

He didn't discriminate.

Here's the file.

- The guyfrom the coffee shop?

- All yours.

You wouldn't know it by looking at him,

but he's a mechanic for anothergroup.

His only routine is coffee every morning from nine to ten.

Doesn't go anyplace twice except here.

He's insulated, protected.

No way in without him seeing us coming.

Except he has two weaknesses.

Chihuahuas.

- Mind if l sit down? - Please.

- And boys.

Young boys.

- Coffee, black. - Thank you.

- No doubt he's checked you out overthe past six weeks

and found no connection to you and this world.

What he sees is a good-looking kid who's kind of lost.

- You wanna hold him? - Yeah.

- He likes that. - Come here, baby. Yeah.

lf he's interested, the first thing he'll do is ask you--

- So, you live around here, Steve?

- Your answer should be-- - l'm, l'm bouncing around.

Which means you're broke and open to suggestions.

- He's my buddy. - Yeah.

- Then ask you if--

- You, uh, wanna get a drink one evening?

- Your answer should be-- - Yeah.

- Great.

That's great, isn't it?

- Flunitrazepam.

- Roofie.

You want me to kill him, not rape him, right?

- Two to three drops, he's woozy.

Over six, his heart stops and he's brain dead

in under three minutes.

Do it in the bar. Make it clean.

- These fancy places, they always water down.

So, l think that's why these are going down so fast.

- They don't water down one, that's for sure.

- lt's really good.

- Want another one? - Yeah.

- Jameson's, right? - Jameson's. Double. Please.

Don'tmess around with this guy.

Do it in the bar. Make it clean.

l wanna know what you know.

l wanna do it.

- What? What's funny?

- Nothing's funny. l'm just, l think l've had too many.

- No, come on.

- No, l think l, l'm gonna-- l'm gonna finish this one,

l'm gonna finish this one and then l'm gonna--

l really should go to bed. But, it was very, it was funny.

- Steve.

Hey. You all right?

- Yeah. How are you?

- l'm good, man.

Hey, can l give you a ride someplace?

Car's right here.

Come on. Get in. l wanna showyou something.

- Yeah?

He's six footseven, 300 pounds and lethal.

Do not take this guy on.

And whateveryou do,

don't ever get into his car.

- What do you think?

- lt's beautiful.

- Let me get you a drink.

- You paint?

- Yeah, it's more ofa hobby, really.

- Pretty serious hobby.

Cheers.

That's the sitting area, the fireplace.

- Chillaxing room.

- This is the place l'm most proud of, right here.

- Who's this guy?

- That is 14th century Buddha.

And that was a bitch to get into this country.

lt's nice to have friends, you know,

good friends that make a difference.

You got good friends?

l mean, really good friends.

You're shaking like a leaf.

Sit down.

All right, all right.

Okay. Let me do it.

Slow down, cowboy.

- l told you to make it clean.

See you later.

- Was it work or pleasure?

l wish someone would hurt me like that.

- Hey.

Thanks.

l'm gonna call him Arthur.

- Yeah. - You used

an outside individual to complete your assignment.

That's a violation ofour arrangement.

- My arrangement was with Harry. You and l don't have one.

Just the price.

l think someone trained by me would be valuable to you.

- Harry McKenna's son?

Does he know you killed his father?

This job needs to be done immediately.

Client's willing to pay a premium for it.

- l don't think so. lt's too quick.

- Your behavior is making me and the others extremely uneasy.

You're on a short leash with this one.

The file is a priority.

- l'll look it over.

- l am one with God.

God touches me and l touch His people.

- Andrew Vaughn 45 years old, calls himself

the New Messiah.

- So, Reverend Vaughn--. - Just Vaughn.

l'm not a reverend.

l'm not endorsed by any ofthe world religions.

l am above them. l am Vaughn.

- He has made millions of dollars through his churches, his ministries,

his television programs.

Basically, he is running a cult.

Adrenalin shot to the heart,

12 cc's and he's dead in under three minutes.

- Adrenalin's unreliable.

One in four survive cardiac arrest.

- And when the EMTs arrive,

the first thing they do isjam you with a shot ofepinephrine.

- Which is toxic when combined with--

- Adrenaline.

- So, in the off-chance our adrenaline shot doesn't kill him...

- The EMTs will.

He left a Bible study group with a young devotee one night.

They didn't find her body until two weeks later.

The autopsy said she had an abortion

and was telling herfriends it was his.

Cost him $22 million to hush it up.

- Okay, let's get this overwith.

Bless you. Next.

Why don't you come sit right here?

You're new here, aren't you? How long have you been here?

- Two weeks now. - How old are you?

- 18.

- You could have found us someone more attractive to spy on.

He's still eating.

Soup, salad, sandwich.

Double chocolate cake.

Bishop, l'm hungry.

The guy at the deli,

he had Band-aids on all of his fingers.

lfyou find a Band-aid in your sandwich, it wasn't mine.

We're all clear.

- How do you feel, Vaughn?

- How do you think l feel? Where's Frank?

- Well, l sentfor him. He should be here any minute.

Speak ofthe devil.

- Give me something special today. l feel like celebrating.

l have the spirits' work to do.

- Spirits are going to work in yourfavor.

The guy's a junkie.

- He's giving him ketamine.

- So?

- Ketamine counteracts adrenaline.

This won't work now.

- l have been tapped on the shoulder by God.

- What do you wanna do?

- l did not askforthis.

But my shoulderwas touched by the sword ofthe King.

And He told me to rise up.

- We've gotta pack it up.

- Wait. Wait. - lf he comes back in here--

- Get your gloves on.

- Yes, hello. Yes, yes, it is.

- Hey.

- Get the scope. Put it down his throat.

Down his throat.

This will choke him.

- lf they think that l'm going to pay full price

for a four bedroom in this market, they're crazy.

- How can l change the world?

How can l be a better man for my parishioners?

For my flock? - Let's go.

Sometimes l wonder.

lf l have the strength, the courage.

l look at myself in the mirror and think--

- Christ.

Ralph, get in here!

- What is it? - What is it?

- ls he dead? - Yes, he's dead!

- Stupid motherfucker. l knewthis was gonna happen.

Get all this shit rounded up and get it the fuck outta here as fast as you can.

Try and pick him up.

- Fuck.

Go check it out.

Take it offthe wall.

They're in the wall!

Follow 'em.

Cover the exits and get me two guys on the roof now!

- There he is!

- They're looking for two men.

Get a connecting flight out of Midway,

l'll fly out of O'Hare and meet you at the house tomorrow.

- Right this way. Let's go. This way, folks.

- Yeah, yeah, right.

Andrew Vaughn, the controversial

and polarizing religious figure

has been pronounced dead.

The police are still investigating the shooting

that occurred shortly thereafter.

The perpetrators have not been found.

All five were killed.

All five were killed.

You probably knew some ofthe men on thatteam.

- Terminal D?

- Next bus. Down the street. Leaves in 15 minutes.

- Thanks.

- When does this leave?

- ln 15 minutes.

Doesn't give us much time then.

- What do you want?

- l wanna knowwhat you're doing alive.

l was almost sure you had a bullet in your head.

What really happened in Cape Town?

Where's the rest ofyourteam?

- They're dead.

- Who paid you? Was it Harry or Dean?

- Dean paid me a very large amount of money to kill the others.

Told me to fake my death. Disappear.

You knowwhat else he told me?

That Harrywas getting suspicious about a blown operation.

He was about to blow the whistle

and had to be taken care of.

- They knewjust the man forthejob.

Someone who could get to him.

- lt's not the fact that you killed him, is it?

lt's that they played you so easily.

That's what bothers you.

Am l right?

- Well?

- Not so good for your side.

- Those were mytwo best teams.

l guess l'll have to send more.

- Save the fuel. l'm coming for you.

When are you gonna be home?

l'm really hungry.

- Where are you?

- l'm in the living room.

- Sit down on the couch. - Okay.

- l'm guessing you're not alone.

There's a gun down the left side cushion.

lt's loaded and the safety's off.

- But l'm not a lefty.

- Then you're gonna die.

- All right. l'll see you when you get here.

- l'll be there in five.

- Who sent those guys?

- The man who employs me.

Grab all the gear on the top shelf and put it in the boat.

You set?

Get in the boat.

- You everthink about the people you've killed?

- No.

- You ever kill someone you know?

- Yes.

- Did it feel any different?

- Not in the moment.

After.

- ls there some kind ofwarning...

ortime to prepare?

Kind oftime to...

make peace?

- There's no peace.

- So it's best not to let them know when you're coming.

- Yes.

- l guess it doesn't really matter anyway

as long as they're dead and you're not, right?

- Hello, Finch.

- Wait, who are you?

- What are you doing here?

- Jesus!

- l want you to listen to me closely.

l don't care who l hurt orwho l kill. Understand?

- No, please!

No! No, no, no!

- You're gonna tell me exactly what l came here to find out.

Where's Dean?

lt's up to you howfar l go.

Fingers.

Wrist.

- No!

- Elbow.

- Please, John, tell him what he wants to know!

- Okay, okay!

300 Colby Plaza.

300 Colby Plaza!

That's where he is, l swear!

- Looks like you're gonna miss a good dinner.

- My God, you're a bastard.

- Yes.

Howmuch was Harry's life worth?

- 50 million.

And here's what l'm gonna do.

10 million wired to the bank ofyour choice within 24 hours.

lt's a good deal. You should take it.

- Not interested.

- The killer grows a conscience.

l'd saythat's a breach of professional ethics, Mr. Bishop.

Harry's death was business, pure and simple.

- Well, it's not gonna be so simple now.

- You got that right.

'Cause now l'm gonna put a price on your head that's so big,

when you look in the mirror,

your reflection's gonna wanna shoot you in the face.

- You won't survive that long.

- You're a fool.

You think you can get to me before l get to you?

- l already have.

Where's Conference Room E? Floor upstairs, sir.

- He's in the building! Get me the fuck out of here!

- Did theyfind Bishop? - Nothing yet.

- Get offthe fucking bus! Move!

Get offthe fucking bus!

Move!

- Go!

Whoa!

Back up, come on. Let's go.

Fuck you.

- What's the plan now?

- Disappear.

New names. New occupation.

- Together?

- That's up to you.

- What are we gonna do? We gonna whittle?

We gonna get bunk beds? Move into a teepee?

Want a water?

l've always had this...

anger inside

and now l feel like l have a place to put it.

l think l would miss this if l had to stop now.

l could always go into business for myself.

There are a lot of people out there who would pay.

And l think you were wrong.

Vengeance is the mission.

Want anything?

- No.

- Last chance.

- l'm good.

Steven.

l'm sorryfor everything that happened.

- Well, you know me, man. l don't give a shit.

- All four cameras. Watch numbertwo.

- Okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

Let's see that again.