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Can I get you anything else?

Our down payment. As Mr Rodchenko requested.

He's on the move.

- He's got the money. - Bingo.

Going down just like you said. Give me 10.

What did you D.C. guys get your info straight from the White House?

I'll take him when he gets to his car. You watch the deli.

Make sure the other Russians can't make us.

You got it.

What you got, Spanky?

- It doesn't concern you. - Yeah?

Give me the fuckin' case.

- Hey? - Who the fuck are you?

Concerned citizen.

You better be concerned, 'cause I'm gonna frickin' kill you.

You're gonna try.

Who are you?

Agent White. Drug Enforcement Agency.

I work hard as grocer, to make something in your country.

And then my cousin, Nikolai, he arrives in the US, and he tell me...

...if I no work for him then I die.

This is what he do to me.

He cut my finger... to make me believe him that he kill me.

I understand.

I'm offering you a way out, Andrei.

Clean.

You get to pay back Rodchenko and be free of him forever.

We'll put you on the witness protection program.

Give you a new identity, nice place to live.

We'll even get you started in your own grocery business.

What do you say?

If he find out... he kill me.

I won't let that happen.

Okay.

Okay, what you want me to do.

There's a 20 million dollar deal going down soon.

Rodchenko's gonna be there.

- How you know about this? - We're pros, Andrei.

Unfortunately, what we don't know is where and when this deal's taking place.

You tell us that, and you'll be free of Rodchenko forever.

Niko has not told me yet, but I know...

...that it's going to be in a few days in Los Angeles.

Keep 'em.

Book us on a flight to L.A. first thing tomorrow morning.

And call the metro police and let them know...

...that we're gonna do a briefing of the DEA headquarters.

- You got a brother down there, don't you? - Yeah.

Unit 39, 2-11 in progress.

Hostage involved.

Respond Code 3 to 646 West Spring Street.

10-4. I'm on it.

- What's going on? - I got three armed perps in there,

holding the owner of the antique store.

- Alright, I'm going in. - Jack...

Try to stay within tactical procedure, alright?

Don't worry, Commander.

I'll make sure we don't need any body bags.

You in the store. I'm coming in.

Unarmed. Just want to talk.

No tricks.

Looks like he's coming in.

- You in charge? - What the fuck's it to you?

Cut your losses.

You'll be back out on the street in a couple of months.

- Just lay down your guns. - Our guns?

Whatever you say... officer.

- My good stuff. - Yeah, yeah. The alarm.

- Can we turn it off. - Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

I saw it on the news. Are you okay?

Why? You worried about me?

You know I hate it when you take risks like that.

Kiss me.

Jack?

- Kevin called. He's coming in tonight. - Really?

Special Agent big shot's gonna bless us with his presence, huh?

I asked him to stay with us.

You still have the hots for my little brother?

Jack? Stay home tonight.

Can't. I'm working a second shift tonight.

- Jack? - What?

What's up?

- You trying to make lieutenant? - It pays more, right, pop?

Special Agent White, am I right?

- Grunsky, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Lieutenant Evans, Metro Narcotics.

Special Agent White from our Washington office.

Nikolai Rodchenko, Belograd, Russia. Former KGB.

Surfaced in LA about 24 months ago with legal work visas.

He owns an import/export business right here in Los Angeles.

1 know this guy.

We took a look at him last year on a tip.

His business is clean.

That's right. His import business is clean.

But his real business is running drugs. Lots of them.

And he's only going to get bigger and more powerful unless we stop him.

Rodchenko's creating a new Russian Mafia.

And he's hiring ex-KGB to buy and distribute all over the West Coast.

- KGB? - That's right.

Because of glasnost they're running around like loose canons...

...looking for scores.

So, what's your plan, Agent White?

Catch Rodchenko in the act.

He's got a major buy going down with his new recruits.

These guys are pros. Real pros.

I've got an informant working inside.

You don't look well, cousin.

Allergies.

And your trip?

Our friends were very happy to make down payment.

I was wondering if the shipment has reached the US?

Very soon.

Why do you ask?

No, no reason. But we only have few days and, well...

Why don't you get some rest, cousin?

You look like shit.

Yes. Yes, Niko. I, I... I will do that.

Thank you.

- Kevin. - Hey.

Come in.

It's your favorite color, isn't it?

- It's beautiful. - Try it on.

Oh, it's really lovely, Kevin.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Come on. You're dad is dying to see you.

Everything alright? You sounded funny on the phone.

- Anything wrong with dad? - No. No, no your dad's fine.

Jack? It's Jack, isn't it?

I don't, I don't know, Kevin.

He's not the same any more. He doesn't talk to me.

Maybe it's his job. It can do that to you.

No, no, it's not the job. He's married to the job, not me.

Overtime. Double shifts. We never see each other.

No, he's, he's strange, it's...

- I'll talk to him. - No. Kevin, no.

No, that'll only make it worse.

Come on, let's go see your dad.

Guess who's here?

Hello, Dad.

Kevin?

God.

- DEA people keeping you busy? - Yeah.

Here.

Your brother's making quite a name for himself.

First through the door. Just like you taught us.

Jack's a very busy boy.

How you doing, Dad.

Well, me and my arthritis were on a first name basis with old Mr Darby.

Want a shot?

- Okay. - Here we go.

- Oh, it's okay. - Great.

- So, what's the DEA paying these days? -9Not enough.

That's a pretty nice suit, Kev.

Yeah, he's a regular big shot now, right, Kev?

Got the masters degree, the whole nine yards.

Well, you could've gone to college, Jack.

Yeah. The only thing I was missing were the grades.

Besides, one of us had to get out of town.

You had the DEA scholarship, I got to take care of pop.

So, what case brings you to LA, Kev?

Russian gangsters.

Russians? Over here?

Yeah. Ex-KGB running drugs.

No shit. In my back yard.

That's right. In your back yard, Jack.

Yeah, there's a major buy going down in a few days.

Except I'm gonna crash their little party.

- How much we talking about? -20 mil.

Well, it looks like I'm on the wrong side of the law.

You need some help with these Russians, you let me know, alright.

I think I have everything under control. Thanks.

I think you'd be better off letting Jack help.

I mean, he has an eye for these things, don't you, Jack?

Why don't you have another drink, Pop?

No, I think I'll turn in, instead.

- Hey, let me give you a hand. - Hell no, thanks.

Here, let me grab that bag for you.

Dad's putting away the booze like, like he owns stock in the company.

- How long has he been like that? - About a year.

You know, why don't you come around more often.

- What's that supposed to mean? - Don't take it personal, little brother.

Hey, I've been working on a couple of moves.

Feel like sparring?

I'm a little tired. How about tomorrow?

Come on. It'll be like old times. I'll go easy on you.

- Still quick, huh? - Quicker.

That's one of the new moves I've been working on.

- That's good. I like that one. - Like that one.

I got one for you, too.

- That's good. - That's not bad, huh?

Yeah, help me up, will ya?

Shouldn't drop your guard, little brother.

You can get in trouble that way.

What's your problem, Jack.

Fuck you, Kevin.

Now we're even.

We're not ever gonna be even.

Andrei, we're running out of time.

I need to exactly when and where the buy is taking place.

Yes, yes, I'm meeting with Niko tonight.

But if Niko find out what I do, then he kill me for sure.

Nothing will happen to, okay.

Look, you're not wearing a wire. I've kept surveillance off Niko.

Unless you open your mouth, there's no reason for him to suspect you.

Okay?

I give you my word, Andrei.

Thank you.

So, this is who the snitch works for.

Who the hell are you?

We're gonna be partners, Niko.

Sergei?

White. Sergeant... Metro Division.

You've made a big mistake coming here, Sergeant.

No. You made a mistake.

Trusting this guy.

You see, because of him, the police know all about your little deal.

Why do you think I'm here?

Who's this man?

Looks like a cop.

- He's a buyer. - Buyer?

You make business deals on your own now?

No, Niko, of course not. You don't understand.

The photos were taken this morning.

The other man in the picture is a Drug Enforcement Agent.

Your boy here's working for him.

- That is a lie. He is a liar! - Shut!

You sell me to the cop?

He was getting away.

Now, without my help,

your little business deal is gonna get you busted.

And what is it exactly that you want, Sergeant White?

Oh, some small percentage.

An even 1 million dollars.

1 million.

Keep the police off your back.

Which won't be easy once they find out their informant's missing.

What if I choose to expose you?

Well... then it's gonna be your word against mine.

And mine carries a little more weight with the police department.

So...

Do we have a deal?

You got balls, Sergeant. I like that.

- We have a deal. - Good.

I'll be in touch.

Good work.

Come on, Andrei.

Hey, hey?

Keys, motherfucker. I'm taking the car. Give me the keys. Give me the keys.

Big guy like you doesn't need a gun.

I'll break your ass in half. Give me the fuckin' keys.

You'll try.

LA, hasn't changed.

Come in, Agent White. Do you copy?

Hal, what's up?

We've got a serious problem.

- Better come down to the Coroners. - On my way.

US Customs. Officer Serkin speaking.

I'm calling to check on the shipment.

Yes, Mr Rodchenko, your goods have arrived...

...and I will personally make sure they clear customs.

Thank you, my friend.

They will arrive in Los Angeles by truck, as you requested.

A token of our appreciation is on its way.

Thank you, Mr Rodchenko.

Frigging Ventura Freeway.

Damn!

I gave him my word.

Don't blame yourself.

How did Rodchenko find out, huh?

What the hell happened.

Das Va danya, Rodchenko.

We have bad news.

Police department's in on it now. Joint Task Force.

What?

Andrei's homicide happened in their back yard.

Section 139-A says we can't move on Rodchenko without them.

What next?

Lieutenant Evans is expecting us.

I know why you're here, Jack. The answer's no.

This is a Joint Task operation.

And team work isn't exactly your specialty.

I want in on it.

I'm well aware of who your brother is, Sergeant.

- But this isn't your area. - Come on, Lieutenant!

You need good people on this.

Now I'm asking you as one professional to another.

Alright, Jack.

But I don't want any cowboy stuff on this. Do you hear me?

You got it.

- What are you doing here? - He's part of the team.

You don't have a problem with that do you, Agent White?

Good. Then let's continue.

We're going to put Rodchenko under 24-hour surveillance.

Well, you don't want to scare him off.

That's the first thing Rodchenko will be expecting after what's transpired.

Do we have any idea how the drugs are coming in?

Not yet, but Rodchenko can't afford to sit on 'em either.

Alright, here's how this'll work. I'll run the operation from here.

Special Agent White, you'll be first in charge in the field.

You two can work together since you get along so well.

I prefer to work with my own team.

Whether you like it or not, Agent White, Andrei Antonov's homicide...

...placed us first in charge.

So you can either get with the program...

...or you can pack your bags and head back to DC.

This is my case, Jack.

You want another medal, use somebody else not me.

What the hell's the problem with us partnering up?

If you want to lead, Kevin, I'll follow.

Don't fuck with me on this, Jack.

- Understand? - Yeah.

- So, where we going? - Funeral.

- Funeral, why? - Andrei had a sister.

Look, I gotta change my clothes. I'll meet you downstairs in a minute.

- Yeah. - Yeah, it's me.

Look, you're going to be watched around the clock.

Wire taps will be set up within the hour.

Right.

We're checking out Andrei's sister.

She will not talk.

Just watch your ass, Niko.

But I have you to do that for me.

Make a circle. Now!

Sergei? It's time to go.

Mia Atonov?

Are you a friend of my brother?

I'm very sorry to bother you.

Can we step outside, I need to ask you some questions.

Go away from me.

I've told you, I know nothing!

Who are you?

Why are you bothering my family?

Who am I?

I'm the guy that's gonna nail your ass.

I think not.

Think again.

- Let's get out of here. - Listen to your friend.

And leave this place.

Let's go. Now! Come on.

Get your hands off me, Jack.

Oh, well, what are you gonna do in there, huh, Kevin?

Kill the guy? Blow the whole deal?

That'd be real good, that's smart thinking.

Let's move along that track.

- Let me drive you home. - No, please.

Come on.

This is a wasted trip, Kevin. Andrei's sister is not gonna talk.

- Rodchenko's got her spooked. - Maybe.

You know, I've been thinking.

Maybe we could get dad to join AA.

Pop admit he's got a drinking problem. Forget about it.

Besides, Lori and I have already tried.

It seems to be getting worse.

Don't you think I know that?

Well, maybe there's something we can do about it.

You know, big bright college boy comes into town,

got the answers for everybody's problems. Right, Kevin?

Oh, Jack, come on. Give me a break.

You know, the same blood runs through your veins that runs through mine.

Okay, fine.

Why don't you let pop come live with you.

Anything else you wanna get off your chest?

Yeah. Lori's real concerned about you.

Yeah, well, that's between Lori and me and not you, alright?

Listen, all I'm saying is, Jack,

don't let your career take precedent over your family. That's all.

Jesus. Can we go inside?

Thank you.

Let's go.

Hey? We are closed.

- Are all the customers gone. - Da.

Good. I've got something to take care of.

Stay away from me.

Rodchenko did this?

Mia. I wanna help you.

The way you helped my brother?

- You remember me... cockroach? - Shit.

Wait here.

You want a piece of me? Hit me.

Hey? Asshole.

- Are you okay? - Yeah. Great place.

Yeah, we'll have to come back and try the food.

Let's go get the girl.

Told you she wasn't gonna talk.

San Francisco, Seattle, and Portland confirm for the 15th.

Yeah.

Now would be a good time for you to disappear.

Things are going to be heating up.

Why? Because of your brother.

- I did some checking. - Yeah, so?

- Does he want money from me also? - No.

Well...

Take down this address.

Go ahead.

9832 Highland Avenue.

Yeah.

Yeah, I got it.

Asshole.

I'm not convinced Sergeant White can handle his brother.

What about those men following us?

Relax, Sergei. First we take Marina home.

- But they will know where I live. - Exactly.

And when they come sniffing around like dogs,

I bet I know who will be in charge.

And he dropped off the woman.

1946 Alder Park.

What's your position?

Headed east on Olympic near...Century City.

Alright, stay on 'em.

- What the hell's he doing here? - The prick's getting his car washed.

Looks clean to me.

Pull ahead. We'll tail 'em when they get out.

Got it.

- Check this. - Shit.

Hey, they've vanished.

Frigging Roll's is still here and everything.

Great.

Now we've got to find the son-of-a-bitch.

Why don't we talk to the woman that was with Rodchenko?

That's a good idea.

Get on it. Both of you.

No, I can't. It's my anniversary.

- I'm taking my wife out to dinner. - What?

It's better I go in alone anyway.

We go in like an army the woman will never talk.

Alright.

I'll bet those cops are still at the car wash.

Oh, what a shame...

...because now, we won't surface until after our business is done.

So, this is the theater that is gonna front our activities, huh?

No, one will suspect a thing.

Get used to it, Sergei.

It will be our home until Friday.

- Miss Chesnokov? - Yes.

I'm from the Drug Enforcement Agency. I'd like to ask you some questions.

Well, I don't do drugs, Officer.

What's your relationship with Nikolai Rodchenko?

That's my business.

Well, if you'd prefer to come downtown and talk about it,

I can accommodate you.

Come in.

Give me a moment to get dressed, okay.

Marina. He's there?

Excellent.

You know what to do.

- Just make sure he follows you. - Yes, Nikolai.

Sergei? It is time to let Agent White know what a Russian Circle feels like.

Hurt him.

Hurt him had.

I know Mr Rodchenko for approximately five years.

Is he in some sort of trouble?

Would you know where I can reach him?

I use a telephone.

Nikolai travels a lot. When he's in town, I see him.

Now if there is nothing else, I really must go.

- What time is our reservation? -8:00, honey.

Let's hurry up, we don't wanna be late.

- Okay, alright. - Okay, okay.

I was, I was gonna wait till later, but... what the hell.

Happy anniversary.

Go on. Open it.

Jack?

It's exquisite.

It's beautiful.

It's also very expensive, Jack.

Well, why do you think I've been working so much overtime?

But, honey?

Look, I am not gonna save every penny for a rainy day,

and end up like my old man.

I want things to be different for us.

Let's hurry up, honey. We don't wanna be late.

Okay.

- It's a nice dress. - You like it?

- Yeah. Scarf's a nice touch. - Yeah, Kevin gave it to me.

Kevin gave it to you.

- Take it off. - What?

I said take it off.

- Don't be ridiculous, Jack. - It makes you look cheap.

- You just said you liked it. - Just take it off!

- Maybe you should go alone. - Yeah, fine.

Why don't you and Kevin go out and celebrate our anniversary.

I'll go out and find a cheap hooker wearing the same scarf.

- Don't you ever slap me, you understand? - Jack!

- Do you understand me? - Jack! Get away from me!

Jack? What the hell's going on here?

Lori? I'm sorry.

Don't you ever touch me again! Get away from me!

I'm, I'm sorry.

I'm at the Russian Athletic Club. 1232 South Grandy.

I copy. I don't want to take any chances here, Agent white.

10-4.

So, wait for back-up. White, you copy? White?

- Yeah, it's Jack. - It's Evans.

Your brother tailed Rodchenko's girlfriend to the Russian Athletic Club.

1232 South Grandy.

I don't like the way he's handling this, Jack.

Yeah, yeah, I'm on it.

Shit.

Do you like Russian games, comrade?

This is the Russian Circle.

You fight each one of my men, one at a time.

And if somehow you get out of it in one piece,

then...I may let you leave.

Next.

You, get in there!

Get him! Now!

Get him! Move!

Come on.

Is that all you got?

Is that all you got?

Now, get in there.

Get him!

All of you now!

Kevin, behind you!

Thanks.

- You alright? - Yeah.

Lori?

Lori? Where's Jack?

I don't know.

Lori?

What happened?

Did Jack do that?

I can't continue like this, Kevin.

- What's this? - My anniversary present.

Guess I'll have to return it.

Jack couldn't afford this.

I told you, Kevin, all he does is work overtime.

That's a lot of overtime.

What are you saying?

I don't know, but everything Jack makes in one year is right here.

Where you get this?

Is it yours?

My best piece. Stolen!

I can't believe Jack went back.

And robbed that place.

I just can't...

You set up my brother, that was not part of our deal.

- Calm down, Sergeant. - Don't fuck with me, you commie bastard.

Do you feel better now, Sergeant?

You stay away from my family. I will handle my brother.

- Is that clear? - Perfectly clear.

Can we discuss our plan now?

That's why you're drinking, isn't it, Dad?

You can't deal with the fact that he's dirty.

You knew he was in trouble, didn't you?

We don't have to ruin his career.

He can quit.

He can leave gracefully.

Bullshit, Dad! What if it goes deeper than this?

What if this is only the tip of the iceberg?

Kevin, he's your brother!

I don't know who my brother is anymore.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

- What is it? - It's an offshore account.

9832 Highland.

Sergei! Stop!

Don't be foolish!

He's a perfect insurance policy.

You two, watch him.

It's time for us to leave.

Damn it. Where is White?

Where the hell are both Whites?

Let me go.

Shut up and sit down.

You have something to tell us, don't you?

No.

- Easy, Jack. - You want Rodchenko or not?

Now she knows where he is and where the deal's going down.

- Don't you, bitch? - Back off, Jack.

Where, or I will break your fuckin' arm.

- Where? - No! Shipping docks.

- Where? - San Pedro Harbor, pier seven.

Alright, we're rolling. Let's go.

You stay on her until this thing is over.

Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you?

- She had a knife. - You need a doctor.

You can forget it, Lieutenant. I am not missing this bust.

Get that stitched and meet us at the docks.

A little make-up, the right actress.

They'll buy anything.

Got one for me?

I'll pay you 20 for a smoke.

Nyet.

Right pocket. Just don't take the hundred.

Where's your boss? Huh? Where's Rodchenko?

Power, Sun Valley power station.

They're here.

Move into position.

All is well, Sergeant?

Well, about right now the task force should be invading the Queen Mary.

Just made a pass down pier seven. There's nothing here.

So, Hal, where's Special Agent White?

Where's Rodchenko?

This is unit six. There's nothing here either.

This locks like a dead end.

Nothing on this side either. It's all clear.

10-4, let me know if you've got anything.

This is unit eight. It's all clear on this side of the ward.

- Your trip was good? - Yes, Mr Rodchenko.

Welcome our friend from Seattle...

Portland.

Remember my friends, this is only the beginning.

Da.

Help them with the cars.

- I'll take my money now. - Certainly, Sergeant.

You were worth every penny.

Well, fellas.

My fee has just gone up... to 20 million dollars.

On the sofa, Serge.

Greed is a terrible thing, Sergeant.

Well, you two can discuss it in hell.

Now, put your hands behind your head...

...and get on your fucking...knees.

You're predictable, Sergeant.

I hope that you have had a good life, because it is now...over.

Jack!

- Here. Let's go. - Let's go.

The RV.

Hold it, Niko. Don't even think about it.

Come on, Jack.

I can make you a very, very rich man.

I already am a rich man, Niko.

Soon as I kill you, Serge...

Nobody will ever know.

Put the money down and get out of here.

Go on.

Get out of here. Go on.

You're in it all the way, aren't you, Jack?

The antique store's small time compared to this.

- You fingered Andrei, didn't you? - No, Kevin. I killed him.

Now come on, he's a fuckin' drug dealer.

I take from the bad guys and I keep it, alright?

What the hell happened to you, Jack?

- You were a good cop. - Now I'm a smart one.

Smart enough to take that money in the RV and get the hell out of here.

I guess I'm the big shot now, huh, Kevin?

You come visit me in South America.

Is that what this is all about? Huh?

'Cause I feel sorry for you, man. You are blind.

You had it all, Jack.

Everything.

Lori, career, dad behind you.

You don't buy those things with money.

And you, you just threw that all away.

You stay away from me, Kevin.

- You stay the hell away from me. - I can't do that.

Nobody's stopping me, Kevin.

Nobody.

You broke the old man's heart!

I'm gonna beat the truth into ya!

Jack? Jack?

Jack.

Kevin, Kev, Kev...don't be a fool.

- Jack, hang on. - You take the money.

Would you shut up?

- Just hang on, you're not gonna die. - Oh, Jesus.

I should've never left LA.

- Jack... - I'm sorry, Kevin.

Jack.

You... you make it right with, with Lori and Pop. Okay.

- Jack... - For their sake.

Jack? Jack, hang on, Jack?

Jack.

You wanna tell me just what the hell you and Jack were doing here?

Jack wanted to do it alone, his way.

It's all there, Evans. The drugs, the money.

Jack made us look good.

He only paid for it with his life.

You handled everything with dignity, Kevin.

I'm very grateful.

I wish I could've done more for him.