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[ominous music]

[Officer On Radio] 10-4
I'm leaving 13th Central.

Five QSK.

- [Dispatcher] Five QSK.

- [Officer On Radio]
Five QSK, hold that M6,

going the way of Tim
Gorman with things.

- [Dispatcher] 10-4.

- [Officer On Radio]
All clear to Central.

[ominous music]

- [Willis] That was some shit.

[ominous music]

- What the fuck is
wrong with you two?

- Oh shit it's you.

- You were supposed
to meet me in

Jackson Heights 30 minutes ago.

We specifically told you
not to come straight here.

- We had to shake 'em somehow.

We had to take a
different train.

- You weren't supposed
to take the train.

Just get in the fucking car.

- Well actually we have
to go back to Barnes.

- [Tim] We have to go
back to my house to...

- Get in the car.

[ominous music]

Let's go.

Both of you out this
side, come on, come on.

- It's 'bout fucking
time he's got here.

Where the hell have you been?

- These two geniuses
thought it would be funny

to get off at Bedford
instead of Jackson Heights.

- I know what the fuck happened.

And you, did you park
around the corner

two blocks away like I said?

- Not yet, I couldn't
risk these two walking

that far without trying
to make a break for it.

- What the fuck
is wrong with you.

Anybody watching this
place would find that

mighty suspicious,
don't you think?

Get the fuck outta here.

- All right, all
right I'm going.

- You two come here.

You morons are in deep shit.

We're all in deep
shit thanks to you.

The plan was simple,
you get in, you get out.

That was step one,
you fucked that up.

Step two, meet the driver
at the Chrysler Building,

then he takes you to meet
Jimmy at Jackson Heights.

But you didn't do that.

Instead, you take the subway,

at an hour when hardly
any trains are running.

- We panicked, we were trying
to throw them off the trail.

- I don't care what
your reasoning was.

We set it up the way
that we did to get

you out of there as
quickly as possible.

Now you two are on camera.

Entering the station
at Grand Central

and then getting off at Bedford.

Where do you suppose
the police and the FBI

will be combing over
after seeing that?

- How did Jimmy even
know where to find us?

- How did he know
where to find you?

After what just happened
that's your question?

How did Jimmy know
where to find you?

I think a more appropriate
question would be,

what can I do to stay
out of cement shoes?

Your cellphones you idiots.

They're still on and tracking.

Rick where's Jimmy right now?

- One block away.

- I swear to God, did I or
did I not say two blocks away?

- You said two.

- So there you go,
we've got you going

into Grand Central
and then coming out

at Union Square and
then again at Bedford.

Then we were able to guide
him street by street.

We should have had him
kill you on the spot.

- Why didn't you?

- Because it's not up to me.

I wish it were.

The Executive is here.

- The Executive?

- He wants to talk to
you before we decide

what to do about this fiasco.

Don't move.

- Shit now what do we do now?

- Stay clam, we
need to figure out

what we're gonna say to him.

- Well what we're
gonna say to him

he doesn't already know Steve

- Got damn we were
so close, okay, okay.

We just need to placate
them long enough

so we can figure out
what we're gonna do.

This place is roughly
the same distance

from my place, is where
they dropped us off

so we can just get out of here.

I know we can find my
way back to my place,

we can drop the fuck--

- We're not gonna find
a way out of here Steve.

Okay, if we do,
what do we do then?

- You want to just stay
here so they can set a sink

'cause that's what
they're gonna do.

- Okay, say we find a
way to get to your car

without getting killed
first, then what?

- Go back to my van
and find the nearest

police station and
turn ourselves in.

- What?

- They'll have to let us
in police protection right?

For what we know
witness protection.

- We don't know anything.

- Let's go, he'll see you now.

[ominous music]

Sit.

[ominous music]

- It would seem you
two have failed me.

Both of you work for
Solar Mate, a green

energy company specializing
in solar power.

Corporate headquarters located
in the Chrysler Building.

The company was set
to receive a one time

subsidy from the federal
government in the amount

of 600 million dollars,

but that was put to a halt.

So what happened?

You have my permission to speak.

Maybe I should
rephrase the question.

Why was a halt placed
on that one time

federal subsidy of 600
million dollars to Solar Mate?

- Sir the new attorney
general, raised

a red flag against
allegations that Solar Mate

might not be 100% legit.

- What would give
anyone that idea?

- The Solar Mate facility in
Southern Nevada is nonexistent.

The address is in the
middle of the desert,

just outside the
town of Pahrump.

- That sounds like the perfect

place for a solar panel company.

Surely Solar Mate could use
that 600 million dollars

to at least start
building that facility.

- The facility was
supposedly already built

when the subsidy was approved.

- Well now, that is a problem.

Now let me ask you this,
if the new attorney general

began an investigation
of Solar Mate

and found it to be
a fraud, what do you

suppose your salaries would be?

- Nothing.

- And if the attorney
general met an untimely death

and no investigation was
begun into Solar Mate,

what do you suppose
that translates to?

A piece?

- Two million dollars.

- One certainly sounds
nicer than the other.

Mr. Geiger is not
a progressive man.

He believes solar
power is unsustainable,

but we can't waste our time
trying to educate lost causes.

If a high profile
politician is stupid enough

to pay for a hooker
using a credit card,

well we can't let opportunity
like that pass us by.

Do you know who I am?

- What?

- What's my name?

- You want your birth name?

- Yes.

- I don't know.

- Did he see your faces?

- Yes.

- Did he say anything to you?

- Yes, who sent us.

- And you said?

- Nothing, that's
when we bailed.

- I'll have to check that out.

I hope you haven't lied to me.

I'm going to split
you up Mr. Willis,

you will remain here.

- Sir we could go
someplace disappear.

Someplace that no one
would ever find us.

You don't have to
kill us, we wanted

him dead as much as you do.

- I never said I was
going to kill you.

I didn't become the
business man I am today

through knee-jerk
reactions, I wait

until I've exhausted
all rational avenues.

Whether you live or die isn't up

to me anyway, it's up to Horus.

- Horus?

- Horus, the sky god.

This is the age of
Horus, neither you

nor I make these
decisions, only Horus.

[ominous music]

If he speaks to you, don't
hesitate to act on it.

It would be an honorable death

that would save us
all a lot of headache.

[ominous music]

- What the fuck.

- Okay Congressman
Wexler, this is Richard

Hill, CEO of Solar Mate.

I'm here with four fresh
faces straight out of college.

Tim Barnes, Steve Willis, Michelle
Allen, and Kevin Andrews.

- [Wexler] All right, wonderful.

This is conversation
is now official

and being recorded
as of 12:35 P.M.

[Tim whispering over Wexler]

- Either way get
ready for the asses.

- Okay Congressman, let
me reiterate Solar Mate's

continued commitment to
green energy as well as

the tremendous strides
that we've made

at our facility in
Southern Nevada.

- [Wexler] Well
thank you Mr. Hill.

And I've been in touch with
out mutual friend out there,

Bill Gray, numerous
times recently.

Has nothing but
good things to say.

- Bill is a great guy.

But sir please excuse
my forwardness,

what kind of numbers can we
expect from the federal side?

- [Wexler] I still need to
run it by backing committee,

but seeing as it's
all but approved,

we can expect anywhere
between 550 to 600 million.

And the senior senator
from Nevada has already

pledged to lobby the state.

They'll be happy to
have the jobs coming in.

- Now I'm sure they will.

Have you spoken to
the president yet?

- [Wexler] Yes, he
gives his approval.

You know he's willing
to do whatever

he can to support green jobs.

- Well I'm sure
he'll be very happy

with us, I have no doubt.

[group gasping excitedly]

I'm sure bonuses are in order.

- I told you, we should
have called Mason.

- Padraic Mason,
he's too expensive.

- Because he does the job right.

- I was just trying
to be cost effective.

- I would have gladly
paid him out of my cut

to not be in this bullshit.

- Well thank you for
offering that early on.

- 600 million dollars is
out the fucking window

'cause you entrusted
two accountants

to pull off a high
level assassination.

- You shut your fucking mouth.

What you want us
to do with them?

- Nothing for now, call Mason.

- Sir why do you want Mason?

Not even he can get close
to Douglas Geiger now.

He'll be protected
beyond belief.

- That's not what
I want him for,

we need to hire him
before anyone else

hires him and
sends him after us.

- With all due respect sir,
we got six guns to his one.

I think we can handle
that skinny Irish drunk.

- Sir, I'm with you.

I don't think...

- Call him.

♪ Don't miss this,
there's no time to waste ♪

♪ Don't want to live at last

♪ I'll just throw the chase

♪ You just walk it in and out

♪ Open your tiger's eyes

♪ They'll catch you
up deep down inside ♪

♪ My gifts of love
you try to hide ♪

♪ Gets on my years
until I find ♪

♪ Yeah

- No answer.

- Get me the latest.

- Yes sir, standby.

[loud knocking]

- [Hill] Come in.

Ah there he is, have a seat.

I wanted to talk to each
of you guys face to face.

I know you're all hot shit
so, that's why I took a chance

and brought you
into this company.

I'm gonna be flying
down to DC tomorrow

to testify, so we can get
approval for the loan.

- It's a loan now?

- Well you know what
I mean, the subsidy.

Congress wants reassurances
before they release all

the funds even if it's
just a drop in the bucket.

So I'm gonna need
you all to have your

ducks in a row on
the numbers side.

- How much should I
assume we're receiving?

- Let's go with
600, make 'em think

that's the amount we need.

I know for sure that the Nevada

facility is gonna
need at least 400.

- All right.

- Is something wrong?

- Well did you see who they
just appointed attorney general?

- Yeah.

- And how do we account for him?

- Douglas Geiger is all
talk, all of them are.

It's like when you
apply for a job.

You tell your employer
whatever it is he want to here.

It all settles in and go
a round on saber back,

a little bit here and
there and all in all,

it'll be business as usual.

- And if it's not?

- Look our stock price just
went 23% in the last few days.

We'll tack those
proceeds on what we get

from the government and before
you know it this company

will be producing affordable
energy for years to come.

I mean who can repurpose that?

It's all good, don't
worry about it.

[glasses clinking]

[upbeat music]

- Well that's about
it, last call.

You want anything else?

- No, I think this will do.

- All right.

- How long has this
place been open?

- Ah a little over a year.

- Not a bad spot,
nice and quiet.

- You a cop?

- What makes you say that?

- We mostly get law
enforcement in here,

you know usually end of shifts.

That's why nobody else is here.

- I see.

Detective Rosso.

You must be former
law enforcement huh?

- Something like that,
retire and opens a bar

that cops frequent,
is that a stereotype?

- Might be.

- Them days are long gone.

Happy enough just
to be a bar owner.

- If I were you I'd find somebody
else working this shift.

These hours are for the birds.

- I don't mind it, it
gives me something to do.

[phone ringing]

Excuse me.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

- [Computerized Voice] The
dragon's tail is long and scaly.

- [Bartender] Who's
sending that call?

- [Computerized
Voice] The serpent's

dagger has been sharpened.

- Thank you, goodbye.

Well I guess most bars
stay open to three now huh?

- I think so, yeah.

- Nothing much good happens
after two that's for sure.

- I could vouch for that.

[phone ringing]

Well I guess it's my turn now.

Rosso.

Uh-uh, yeah I know the place.

You think they're still there?

Okay, I'll get that way.

- On my way to Brooklyn,
apparently I'm the only one

that can check out
an empty warehouse.

- You still on the clock?

- Something like that.

- Good luck.

[suspenseful music]

- Tim, Tim can you hear me?

I knew this was weird,
this, this is fucking crazy.

[gun cocking]

- I say you let
me go in and just

blast 'em both in the head.

- For once Jamie,
you and I agree.

Sir that seems like
our best option.

- No, not yet.

I'm not done getting
information out of them.

It may be we don't
have to resort to that.

We may be able to
send them away.

- Yeah well I say you send them

to some shit box, like
Damascus, Detroit.

- Nothing significant
happening with the NYPD.

- Try Mason again.

[phone vibrating]

- Still nothing.

- We got to move
on without him sir.

[man groaning]

[loud knocking]

- Hey what's up?

- Hi Michelle, you
know just chilling

trying to crunch some
numbers like you usual,

what's up with you?

- I have an awesome task of
repairing the talking points.

- Oh fun.

- Not too hard, I just
have to beg and win,

it doesn't sound like begging.

- Yeah.

- I don't suppose you'll
be done soon will you?

- Actually I was just about
to call the Nevada office.

I have to get a full
rundown from them,

so it might take me a while.

- Shoot, I really didn't want to

have to take this home tonight.

It's only so much I can do
without plugging in the numbers.

- I'll hurry as fast as
I can but no promises.

But if it does take me too
long, I'll buy you a drink.

Okay I'm sorry, but come on,

you can't blame
a guy for trying.

- I'll think about it.

But, if I see you working slow
on purpose, the answer's no.

- That sounds fair.

- [Automated Female
Voicemail] You have reached

the Solar Mate facility
in Pahrump, Nevada.

No one is able to take
your call at this time.

To speak to a
representative at our--

[phone banging]

You have reached the Solar Mate
facility in Pahrump, Nevada.

There you are.

Thought I missed you.

- Well I'm flattered but I'm
not gonna be gone that long.

- I haven't been able to finish
crunching the numbers yet.

- Oh Jesus Christ man, I leave
first thing in the morning.

Walk with me.

[elevator dinging]

- I have called the Nevada
facility a number of times,

nobody has ever answered.

- So what?

- Does anyone even work there?

I mean I called maybe
15 minutes ago, nothing.

- What does that have
to do with accounting?

- Well I'm gonna need a
complete rundown from them,

otherwise I'm not gonna be
able to crunch the numbers.

- No, no, I told you before,
put 400 down for them.

- Sure, but without an
itemized breakdown from them

I'm not able to complete my--

- Wait a minute,
stop, stop, hold on.

Don't get all wrapped
around the specifics here.

You know the only reason
I had you doing this

is because we don't
have an accountant

down on their end as of yet.

Look all we need to focus
on right now at this moment

is convincing Congress to fork
over the money that we need.

- Right, but don't you
think they're gonna wanna

know exactly where the
money's going specifically?

- Steve we're
talking about people

that pass bills that
they've never read.

Look, all we need to do is tell
'em what they want to hear.

And that's what I have Michelle
working on right now okay?

- Okay.

- I'll see you when I get back.

Don't worry about it.

[liquid falling]

- Drink.

Red is fine.

- Yes sir, red's great.

- I hate white.

I don't trust anyone who
takes white over red.

Only Philistines drink white.

You haven't touched the blade.

Most others in your position
would have waited by the door,

blade in hand and put it to
my throat when I came back in.

Then you could have used me as a

bargaining chip to
get out of here.

Ah but what if one of
the others walks through,

maybe their life
has no value to me.

Maybe then we shoot
through them to get to you.

Or maybe you've just
been waiting to be alone

with me again so you can put
that blade through my head.

Maybe trying to get out of
here isn't your mission at all.

Maybe you've been co-opted
by some third party

to work against me, is that it?

Some anti-progressive
voice has convinced you

that I'm the enemy because I
put my money where my mouth is

because I believe I'm
one of those who should

be in charge of making
this world a better place.

Is that it?

If that's the case, go for it.

You've done the math already,
you're an accountant.

You've taken into account
that I'm much older,

I walk with a cane, so I must
not be that overpowering.

And while this wine may
weaken me that much further.

This very same wine which I
have so graciously given you

and which you are not drinking.

Could give you the
courage to follow

through and strike me down.

Someone hired you to purposely
botch the assassination

so you can be the police
or the FBI or whoever

directly here to me, am I right?

Tell me I'm right.

- No sir, that is--

- Don't lie to me.

Sorry about that.

I know that's not the case.

I know that's not
the case because

you aren't quite that smart.

Oh don't get me wrong,
you're smart enough

in the sense that you
were able to get a job

as an accountant
with a major company.

Cunning, that's the
word I'm looking for.

You're more on the honest side.

Which I greatly appreciate
in this situation.

- I have no reason
to lie to you sir.

- That's not true.

But you haven't lied to me yet.

I know that and for that reason,

I should give you
a bit of honesty.

I'm a bit dismayed with one
of my captors right now.

He did not properly
follow my orders.

You see the person who
I would have wanted

to carry out this job
was never contacted.

Mason, he's a professional.

The best.

Not only would he
have completed the job

but he would have brought
me his head, like I asked.

- The attorney
general's head sir?

Yes, I had a whole
ritual planned.

It isn't always about
the money, you see.

[horns honking]

[train bells ringing]

- So you were going to
sacrifice his head to Horus?

- Is that some sort of joke?

Do you think I'm some sort
of satanist or something?

After all I've done for you.

I've given you your
life, some wine,

a piece of honesty, and yet
you sit there and mock me?

- No.

- Because I've been patient,
I've showed restraint.

People who mock me, they
end up like Douglas Geiger.

Goddammit, you've failed me.

You've failed me and yet you
have the balls to mock me?

Steve Willis, always
bringing on about

how the numbers don't match up,

the numbers don't match up.

But the help never happened
to do as you were told.

- I was only trying
to do my job.

- Help prevent an investigation.

Well congratulations, you did a

bang up job of preventing that.

- Sir.

- What?

- There's someone outside.

[ominous music]

- And.

- It's a detective,
asked for you by name.

[ominous music]

- Bar the door, make sure
this one doesn't get out.

- Yes sir.

- What you want us to do?

- I'll handle it.

But standby.

- You got it.

[ominous music]

- Good evening.

- Evening.

- I didn't realize anyone
was using this space.

- Well, there is.

- I got a report of
suspicious activity,

vehicles coming and
going, foot traffic.

A lot of things going on
for this time of night.

- I see.

- I don't suppose you could fill

me in on the situation
in there can you?

- We've detained
two of my employees,

there were supposed to
make the attorney general

stop breathing and as you know
by now they failed to do so,

so I'm trying to decide
just what to do with them.

- Hey Tim, you see anything?

You know you're short, listen.

- I'm not sure who called it in,

someone saw one of your
guys bring 'em in gun drawn.

With everyone circling
around Geiger right now,

I was the only one
available to come here.

They're fortunate.

- They've all been
sloppy tonight.

- I'm sure someone out
here raised a flag.

But any chance some one in
there is working against you?

- No, they all stood to make
too much money from this.

- But now it's all gone south.

Some of them may be thinking,
it's still making time.

- They know better.

- I'll do what I can to
the Lady In White, PD.

I'll say I saw nothing, the
building was empty, some prank.

In the meantime though,
I'd make sure no one's

working against you in there.

And be quick about your
decision with the two.

- I will.

- Don't worry sir, Horus
will see you through.

- That he will.

It's Rosso isn't it?

- Yes sir.

- Thank you for your help.

- Sir I'm sorry, but
like I told Frank I--

- Shut up, you've given me
enough of a headache as it is.

You didn't search them when
you brought them here did you?

- What do you mean?

- I mean one of them has a wire

or a tracking device
attached them.

I want it found.

- Yes sir.

- Then I want all of you
searched in front of me,

don't let there be
anything to find.

[upbeat music]

[both laughing]

- You're a sneaky
bastard, you know that.

- I told you if I had known
we could just make up numbers,

I would have given him
the notes right away.

- Yeah right.

- Did I really set
you back that much?

- Yeah, I can only
talk about how evil

oil is so much, that and the
sustainability of green energy.

Extra jobs and all.

- Yeah but I don't
have exact numbers.

- Apparently that
doesn't matter.

Like I said, you can just make
up whatever numbers you wish.

I was told a 400
million dollar blanket,

that's assuming it's
a unionized gate,

that would be a minimum of
$30 an hour for a big run.

That doesn't include
the freak benefits

and the executive
you know compensation

to allow to managers to
oversee the operation.

I've tried to work
out the numbers

but then my head started
to hurt and I gave up.

5,000 that's a
nice round number.

- Is that realistic though?

- [chuckles] No, not at all.

But like Richard says,
it doesn't really matter.

We just have to tell Congress
what they want to hear.

[upbeat music]

- So why now?

- Why now what?

- This?

- I don't know, I just thought
it'd be fun to hang out.

- Oh shit, you're
so transparent.

- Don't paint me in the corner.

- I thought we
agreed that working

in the same office is
kind of a huge obstacle.

- Yeah, we didn't agree to that.

You just said that
to get rid of me.

- That's not true.

- That is true actually,
and I don't know

what the big deal is, I thought

that we had something
kind of nice.

- I just don't want a
boyfriend right now.

- You mean you don't want me
for a boyfriend right now.

- Steve.

- Michelle.

- I didn't say that.

- But you should say that.

You know just for future
reference you should be upfront

with the guy because you know
when you try to put us down

gently, that's an invitation
for us to try harder.

- You know Richard
wouldn't approve.

- Hmm yeah, what is
Richard, our emperor.

Richard, what he doesn't
know won't hurt him.

- Okay, that works too.

[upbeat music]

[phone ringing]

- Hello.

- [Computerized Voice] Romeo,
Oscar, Sierra, Sierra, Oscar.

- Well shit.

[ominous music]

[phone vibrating]

Fuck!

[ominous music]

Alpha, Romeo,
India, Echo, Sierra.

[ominous music]
[phone vibrating]

- Oh shit.

- What's wrong?

- Work, what time is it?

[ominous music]
[Mason sighing]

[ominous music]

- Somebody's gonna shit.

- Sir they're clean.

- Tell them to put
they're clothes back on.

- You don't want to
see if for yourself?

I'll just tell them to, yeah.

- Now you all will
do the same thing.

[keys clicking]

- [Computerized Voice Mail
Voice] You have reached

the Solar Mate facility
in Pahrump, Nevada.

- I still can't get ahold
of the Nevada office.

- [Tim] That's so weird.

- No one will answer the
phone and I have to get

specifics from their
end to do my job.

And how can I do that if
no one will talk to me.

- Did you leave a message?

- Yeah I've left
several messages.

Nobody calls me back.

- Just give it time, they are
like three hours behind us.

- Yeah but if they're as busy
as everybody says they are,

somebody should be there
to answer the phone.

[ominous music]

- Oh sorry, I didn't
know anybody was in here.

- You're good Kevin.

Did you tell Richard?

- Yeah, he says not
to worry about it.

You know put them down
for a bland 400 mil.

- Okay, just do that then.

- I'm not gonna
put my name on some

half ass financial report.

Besides a lump sum
of 400 million,

that's an immediate red flag.

- Okay, what does that mean?

- First off, Richard
tells me to get the books

in order and give
them to the feds

and next he doesn't
want any specifics.

Aren't the feds gonna come
here looking for the numbers?

- The feds are the ones
approving the loan Steve.

- Yeah and you think
they're not gonna wonder

what exactly we're gonna do
with 400 million dollars?

- Yes that's exactly
what I think.

Do you know what
insignificant 400

million dollars is in the
grand scheme of things?

It might as well be pennies.

- You think Douglas Geiger's
gonna take that same attitude?

- [scoffs] I don't know what you

want me to say to you Steve.

[ominous music]

- I know.

[ominous music]
[horns honking]

[phone ringing]

Steve Willis.

- [Emma] Richard knows

why no one answers the phone.

- Excuse me.

- [Emma] He doesn't
want to tell you because

you're new, he
doesn't trust you.

- Okay, who is this?

- [Emma] You don't
have any work left

for the day, so you
could leave now.

Get over to Brooklyn Heights--

- No, no, no, no,
wait, who is this?

- [Emma] Keep your voice down.

Go to Brooklyn Heights and
wait there, I'll come to you.

- Where exactly am I gonna go?

- [Emma] You choose,
I'll find you.

[phone beeping]

[ominous music]

- That search doesn't
prove anything.

One of you said something.

- I have as much to lose
from this as you do.

- Actually you have more
to lose, I would say.

I can always distance
myself from Solar Mate

and move on to the next venture.

I can be the one that points out

that Solar Mate is
a fraud, publicly.

That might raise the
question as to was behind

the attempted
assassination tonight.

- Sir you're exactly right.

We have no recourse here.

Why don't you just
send us somewhere

where no one will ever find us?

- Yes, you mentioned
that before.

Where would you like to go?

Aruba, The Bahamas, maybe.

- I mean that or Alaska even.

- Alaska. [chuckles]

Want a fresh start
in Barrow, do you?

[men laughing]

- I'd rather be dead.

- [Thug] Same here.

- I can tell you right
now that neither of you

is going anywhere until
one or both of you

admit to purposely
botching the job.

- You already saw
that I wasn't wearing

a transmitting device or a wire.

- That's not what
I'm talking about.

We've moved on from that.

As you already know
there was a detective

from the NYPD here
a little while ago.

Somehow he knew to come
to this exact spot.

How do you suppose
that happened?

- He drove us here
and parked in front

of the door and escorted
us here at gunpoint.

- Fuck you, don't
pawn this off on me.

- Hey he's right about that.

I'm just saying, somebody nearby
might have seen something.

- Gentlemen, this night
will not last forever.

While we have decided
to shelter you

until things settled down
but now the clock is ticking.

And you need to
tell me everything

and you need to do
it now, no matter

how insignificant
the detail may seem.

I want to know.

- Oh well.

[ominous music]

[keys clicking]

[computer beeping]

Oh shit.

[ominous music]

- It was Emma Pierce who
convinced me to go to Nevada.

- Wait, who, what?

- Emma Pierce.

- Who is that?

- You didn't send
her to talk to me?

- Do you know that name?

- No.

- Stop looking
around like a moron.

- Am I allowed to look at you?

- Yes, you like you're
about to make a drug deal.

- Can I ask your name?

- Emma, Emma Pierce.

- And I take it you
already know mine.

- Seeing as you
answered the phone

saying Steve Willis, then yes.

- Yeah right.

- The Solar Mate Nevada complex

won't take your call directly.

- So do you work
for Solar Mate too?

Okay, so why won't
they answer my calls?

- Because your name is not
Richard Hill and they're not

organized in a way that
you would understand.

- That makes no sense

- Would you like me to
tell you why you're here?

- 'Cause you asked
me to come here.

- No because you're asking
questions beyond your pay grade.

- I'm just trying to do my job.

- Unless your title is
CEO, CIO, CFO, or something

like that, your job
is to follow orders.

Look, I'm not saying I
wouldn't do the same thing.

You're pissing in a
pool with no chlorine.

- How 'bout you give me some
information that I can use.

- You're being watched.

- Oh no shit.

- Not just by me,
they're at least

two other parties involved.

- Why?

- Why else?

600 million dollars is at stake.

- I just want to
balance the books,

is that too much to ask?

You know I want to cover my ass

in case the feds come
looking around the corner.

- Stop crying,
you're gonna benefit

from the company's
fortune, just let it go.

- So who's watching me?

- You don't wanna know.

- I do actually.

- I can't give you any
names because I don't know.

But one of them, is a
certified psychopath.

- [Steve] Great.

- He makes a lot money
doing what he does.

But he is incredibly paranoid.

The best thing to
do is just give.

him a reason to ignore you.

[ominous music]

[Mason scoffing]

- The fuck.

- Oh good, you're awake.

- Who the hell are you?

- You know who I am.

- Oh shit, fucking Mason.

- [Mason] That's right,
minus the fucking.

- [Rosso] Look Mason, just
kill me and get it over with.

- [Mason] Now, now, let's
not jump to any conclusions.

- Why not, I know that's
what you want to do.

- Do not presume to
know what I am thinking.

- Well it can't be much, all
you Marines are the same.

- All right, let's
play nice now.

- You don't look like much.

- That's the whole point,
counterintelligence.

- Blending in huh?

I've give that to
you, you do that well.

- Even better with time.

- No shit, we've been looking
for you for a while now.

- So what's the problem?

- No one knows what you
look like, until now.

I'm guessing that's a fake name.

How do you even pronounce that?

- Padraic.

- Irish cocksuckers.

- Easy.

- No wonder they
wanted to hire you.

You work for them
or someone else?

- Uh, who is them?

- You know who
I'm talking about.

- Look Detective, I'm
not drunk right now

but I'm buzzing pretty
good, I'm kind of

in that in between stage where

you kind of wanna
go to bed, you know.

So let's cut out all
the riddles and bullshit

and not make this night go
any longer than it needs to.

- I already told you to
kill me and be done with it.

- I haven't even
decided if that's what

I'm gonna do with you yet.

- Fuck you, I heard the same
goddamn thing earlier tonight.

I'm trying to decide
what to do with them

or some bullshit like that.

We all know he's gonna kill them

once he's got whatever
information he needs.

- Okay that's good, now let's
clarify who he and they are.

- Jesus Christ what did
I say to you earlier.

You Marines really are slow.

- Motherfucker I said
enough with the riddles.

As far as I know you're
talking about your gay lover.

- You knew to come find me but

you don't know the suturation?

Some professional you are.

- Look I was woken out
of a sort of sound sleep

so not all the information
was transmitted, you got me?

- Oh great, so you
just pick me up

and now I got to
fill you in drunkie?

- Okay well now you're
just being rude.

- The job, you asshole.

The job you was
supposed to take.

Ring any bells?

- Ah no, I take
jobs all the time,

take not give, so
no, no bells rung.

- The attorney general.

- Shit.

- Yeah exactly, so why didn't
you take it, money not enough?

- Hmm, I can't recall actually.

- I fucking knew it.

What did they offer
you, five mil?

You know if it were me
they would have offered

500K or something
minuscule like that.

Five million dollars isn't
even good enough for you?

You greedy cocksucker.

- Okay, first of
all, envy is greed's

retarded cousin so
go fuck yourself.

Second, if you say cocksucker
one more time, I swear to God.

- Swear to God what?

What the hell you doing?

- Shut up.

- Are you still drunk?

- I said shut the fuck up.

- Shit.

- Oh Jesus Christ, I thought
I told you to stay put.

- I wanted to see
what was going on.

- You just interrupted
an interrogation.

- It didn't sound like
it was going too well.

- Yeah, now I have to
start all over again.

- How'd you know
I was back there?

- I just knew, why
don't you leave

the sneaking around to me.

- You know she was there, wow I

guess you really are that drunk.

- Shut it.

- Who the hell is that anyway?

- It's nobody okay.

- Nobody, is that what
I am to you, a nobody?

- That's not what I meant.

- [Emma] Fuck you.

- You pick her up at a daycare?

- We're both older than we look.

Hang on, fuck I'm sorry
that's not what I meant.

I just, I'm tired, I want
to get this over with,

I wasn't expecting
you to show up.

It's history now, so that's all.

- You're so full of shit.

Why do you insist on doing
everything without me?

- I don't do that.

- You do it all the time.

Even when we first
started seeing each other

you were hesitant
to bring me along.

- You called me a psychopath.

- That was before I knew you.

Right around that same
time you called me a cunt.

[both laughing]

- Well you know, that's
a term of endearment.

- Oh really?

- Oh yeah when you say
oh that cunt with the...

Fine, come on.

Would you like to
join me on this job?

- Do you mean it?

- Yes.

- I accept.

- You're so hot.

- [Emma] You are.

[kissing loudly]

- What the fuck.

- I've got work to do.

[dramatic music]

- Oh.

- Fuck I'm sorry, it's
nothing to worry about.

Oh, one day I'll fall straight.

- Better someone here
than on the subway.

- Hmm?

Oh yeah, sure fine.

[dramatic music]

- [Emma] Richard knows why
no one answers the phone.

- [Steve] Okay, who's this?

- [Emma] You don't have
any work left for the day,

so you could leave now, get
over to Brooklyn Heights ASAP.

[dramatic music]

I can't give you any names
because I don't know.

But one of them, is a
certified psychopath.

[dramatic music]

- [Mason] Fucking cunt.

- You're telling me that none
of you sent her to talk to me?

- None of us know
her name Mr. Willis.

Go talk to Rick.

- Well all that did was
make me want to dig further.

I had to see for myself.

- [The Executive]
Had to see what?

- The Solar Mate facility
in Southern Nevada.

- And what did you think of it?

- Aside from the sand,
the jagged rocks,

being completely
off the beaten path,

and nothing manmade,
it was great.

- Then what happened?

- Two SUVs pulled up
full of people to escort

me back to McCarran Airport.

They had checked me out
of the hotel already

and they had my
suitcase with them.

When I got back to New
York there was someone

there to drive me directly
to the Chrysler Building.

Where I was escorted upstairs

to Richard Hill,
our boss' office.

From there he explained
to me what would happen.

From here on out.

- Sit down.

I don't know of any company that

allows its employees to take off

whenever the hell
they want, do you?

- No sir.

- So imagine my
surprise, I'm down in DC

trying to bring back
600 million dollars

of guaranteed subsidies
for this company,

and I get back to this.

One of my employees has
run off to Las Vegas

without telling anybody.

- I didn't go there for gambling,
I went there for business.

- I know what you
went there for.

- How did you know where I was?

- Come on Steve.

- How do you think I knew?

- You've had people watching me.

- Of course I did.

I would have had
only one person but I

was advised to have
at least one more.

- Advised by who?

- We all have our bosses.

- You're the CEO.

- That's right, I'm the CEO and
you're a goddamn accountant.

So when I tell you
to do something,

you fucking do it
without question.

Do you understand?

Fucking millennials.

While you're sitting there
typing your little numbers in,

I'm getting called on the carpet

by the attorney general in DC.

Douglas cocksucker Geiger.

That's why I had to
spend a few extra days.

And don't tell me I told you so

because I don't want
to fucking hear it.

He's managed to put a halt
to the whole goddamned thing.

- Why are there no
facilities in Nevada?

- What the fuck Steve, can
you just stop arguing please?

- What do you mean why
are there no facilities?

- I mean why is
there no facility?

You think we're in
a shit storm now,

wait until Geiger finds
out that minor detail.

- Are you threatening
me, you little shit?

- What, no I'm
just saying that--

- Because I will
fucking bury you.

So for it's only been binoculars

and listening devices, but that

can easily change
to rifle scopes.

You want to take back
that little threat?

- Sir that was not a
threat, I'm just saying

that we are a
solar panel company

that doesn't make solar panels

in a facility that
doesn't exist.

- Willis, what is it
you think you do here?

[Willis stammering]

- I'm not sure what you mean?

- There never were
any solar panels,

there were never gonna
be any solar panels,

there's no money
in that business.

If there were we wouldn't
ask the feds for it.

We'll get the money,
wait a couple of months

and we'll file for bankruptcy.

Explain to me how solar
panels are practical.

They look like shit and
they're wildly ineffective.

- If you didn't
believe in this cause

then why start the company?

- Because lobbying can
only rake in so much.

What I don't understand
is why would you care?

You were gonna be
making a lot of money

from this transaction and now

you're standing in
the way of it, why?

- Because I don't want to go
to prison for years for fraud.

- Mm-hmm[affirmative].

- You won't, I have a way
to correct the situation.

- You do?

- Of course I so,
that's why I'm the CEO.

- You're gonna fire
me, aren't you?

- Don't be ridiculous.

As a matter of fact
you're still in line

for the same bonus
as we discussed.

- Oh really?

- Geiger, has made
us his pet project.

He's gonna be in New
York tomorrow night.

Staying at the Fitzpatrick
Hotel, room 254.

He has an appointment
at 12:30 a.m.,

the woman's name is Amber.

Only Amber's not gonna
show up, you two are.

- Yeah, something
tells me he's not

gonna be in the mood
to talk business.

- Drink.

Go ahead Frank.

- What the fuck.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Wait, fuck.

[gun firing]

- The next one goes in her head.

- Motherfucker what did you do?

- What did I do?

What did I do?

You fucked me, now I'm
gonna fuck you back.

- She has nothing
to do with this.

- You're right she had
nothing to do with this.

But she's gonna fucking
die because of you.

Unless, unless you
two swinging dicks

show up at the Fitzpatrick Hotel

tomorrow night at 12:30 a.m.,

room 254 and make
Douglas Geiger go away.

- How the fuck are we
supposed to do that?

- I don't know that's your
problem, figure it out.

But if you succeed,
Michelle goes away unharmed.

Your mother wouldn't have to
have her house foreclosed on,

the company gets
600 million dollars

and you two guys, get two
million dollars a piece.

It's a win goddamn win.

- All right, so where were we?

Oh yeah, the attorney general.

What was the name
of that company?

Some green energy
bullshit or something.

- Solar mate.

- [scoffs] Wow, okay, yeah.

I think I remember.

Something about he
was gonna see a hooker

but I was gonna go in her
place or something like that.

I guess it wasn't the
worse plan in the world.

- But why didn't you take it?

- It felt like a trap.

It seems like he could
have been discredited

just for seeing the hooker.

Fuck, what is it with New York

and politicians and
meeting hookers?

Spitzer, Seiner, now Geiger.

- Geiger's not from here.

- [Emma] We know and
neither is Seiner.

- Okay noted, but he got
caught here or would have been.

It seemed like an assassination
was a little over the top.

- Yeah, well be
glad 'cause the guys

who went in your
place fucked it up.

- Okay, now we're
getting somewhere.

Who went in my place?

- I don't know, two
guys from the company.

- Wait what company, Solar Mate?

- Yeah, two accountants.

[Mason laughing]

- Well of course
they fucked it up.

Wait you know what?

I think I may know who
you're talking about it.

Fuck I wish I had
my book with me.

- [Emma] Now are you
glad I came along.

- Thanks babe.

Oh yeah, here we go.

Steve Willis, Tim Barnes, yeah
cased them for about a week,

got an even million
dollars for that one.

Wow, those two went in my place?

Those two are a couple
of killers, believe me.

- Steve is how I met my Padraic.

- Hold on, I thought that
wasn't your real name.

- It's not.

- So is Emma her real name?

- I don't think so.

- Do you two even know
each other's real names?

- [Both] No.

- You two are a
couple of freaks.

- No doubt, so
where are they now?

- They're being
held at a warehouse

in the Brooklyn Navy yard.

- Held by who?

- The same people who hired
you to keep tabs on them.

- And they haven't
killed 'em yet?

- Not that I know of.

- Why not?

- I don't know, The
Executive must think

they're holding back
some information.

- Richard Hill is
a paranoid fucker.

- No, not Richard
Hill, Richard Hill

is the CEO of Solar Mate.

- Right, they're the ones
that hired me to surveil.

- No they're not, it was

The Executive's
people who hired you.

- Okay, and who
is The Executive?

- I don't know his real name.

- You don't know his real name?

- Really motherfucker?

- Oh yeah, touche.

Oh God.

- [Emma] What is it?

- Oh geez, it's someone
bound to having too much

time and money on their hands.

Really it's a
narcicisstic thing.

Some cultist bullshit.

You don't actually believe
in that crap do you?

- Fuck yourself.

- Exactly, The Executive huh?

I think I may know who that is.

He is doing the whole
cane and hood thing?

Oh that's too good.

- Cane and hood thing?

- You got to see this for
yourself, it's beyond stupid.

- What's beyond stupid is you
not realizing just who he is.

He's extremely powerful
and influential.

- Yeah, yeah, blah,
blah, he's an all power

being except for the
part where he needs me.

We're gonna need the
address to that warehouse.

- I'm afraid to
say another word.

I want to know what
you're gonna do with me.

- Don't worry you'll be fine.

- That's not an answer.

- We do need to think about
how we're gonna get rid of him,

now that he knows
what we look like.

- Two people in a city
of over eight million.

Plus he don't know
our real names.

- We shouldn't take that chance.

Let's just kill him
and be done with it.

- I'm right here.

- As far as I know
he hasn't really

done anything to deserve that.

- Okay, what then?

- I got to get in
contact with Bruce.

- That leaves just one thing,

why is Douglas
Geiger still alive?

- He wasn't alone, one of his
handlers was still with him.

Tim was supposed to
distract him and I would be

the one to pull the trigger.

- What happened?

- Well we were only
set to kill one person.

The second made me
hesitate and by the time

I snapped out of it, Secret
Service was already alerted.

- What happened to the gun?

- I threw it down the
nearest storm drain.

- So someone else was
in the room with him?

- Yes.

- Someone who knew to be there.

- We were told the coast
would be clear at 12:30.

- Back off.

[Michelle whimpering]

[gun cocking]

- Just say the word sir.

- What the fuck is this?

- This is the culmination
of an evening full of lies.

- We haven't lied to
you about anything.

- Bullshit, you're both
working against me.

I want to hear you say
it or the bitch dies.

- If we were working against you

we wouldn't be here right now,

we would have found
another way out.

- More lies, and it might be

the detective shows
up by accident, no.

Now say the words, I want
to hear a confession.

- We have done
everything we were told.

- Blow that cunt's head off!

[Michelle screaming]
- No wait, wait, wait.

I confess.

[Michelle whimpering
and gagging]

I talked to the
FBI, you're right.

Geiger's man he knew to be there

to make it look like things
just didn't line up properly.

There were supposed
to track our movements

so they know where to find us.

That's why I left
my cell phone on.

- Why aren't they
here right now?

- Must have lost the signal.

That detective, either
they sent him fishing

or he was the wrong
detective to send.

Tim did not know anything
about this, only me.

Obviously the signal
on my phone failed

so they don't know where we are.

You can send these guys on
their way, just don't kill them.

- I wish you had told
us this much sooner.

Like I told you, it would
have saved a lot of headaches.

And we could have avoided
that spectacle just now.

- I was trying to buy some time.

I thought maybe they
would be here by now but

I guess they're not coming

- No, I guess they're not.

Well I had a whole ritual
planned for this evening

and it looks like I can
still carry one out.

Thank you for
volunteering Mr. Willis.

- [Thug] Let's go.

- Fuck.

[computer buzzing]

Damn.

[computer buzzing]

- [Computerized
Voice] The number you

have dialed is not in service.

- Shit.

[computer buzzing]

- [Mason] 'Bout
time, what happened?

- Cyber attack, what else?

We need to move fast.

- [Mason] No shit.

- Standby, I'll give
you the address.

- [Mason] I already got it,

I talked to your
detective friend.

- What did you do with him?

- [Mason] You'll
hear soon enough.

I need your backup on my
audio from the past two hours.

- All right I'll just
rebooted, it'll take a second.

- [Mason] Also, I need
you to dig up all audio

I had from Willis
from the past week.

- All right will do.

All right the south
end of the building

will be facing-

- [Mason] Whoa hold on now.

Now before I go any further,

I'm gonna need the confirmation
of an account transfer.

- We don't have time for that,

I told you we need to move fast.

- [Mason] Not my problem.

So far I've been
working for free,

so five million now
or I wash my hands.

- I don't even know if my guy
inside can do that right now.

He said it's urgent we need
to enter the building now.

- Oh you should have said
that before we talked.

I only got a partial transfer.

- I told you it
was a cyber attack

I had to disconnect.

- So tell them to stop
busting your balls.

You're the former CIA not me.

- Hey if they had
gotten that information,

somebody else would be breaking
into that building not us.

And by the way, if you
had answered the phone

when I first called you,
I would have been able

to transfer all information
to you before the attack.

- I'm hanging up in
five, four, three, two.

- Alright, all right, fine,
it's not gonna be instantaneous.

I need you to stay on the line.

- All right.

- In the meantime,
you continue on.

- Fine, I spoil you though.

[dramatic music]

- Okay, okay, he says standby.

- Do we have a head count?

- Seven hostile, four friendly.

- Any bodies outside?

- No, all inside right now.

- Okay, so I copy seven hostile,

four friendly, two assaulting.

- Two?

- Yeah, make sure he knows
it's two of us coming in.

- Hey when were
you gonna tell me.

- Right now, don't worry,
she's not a liability.

- She, hey what the
hell are you up to?

[dramatic music]

- All right, he's about
to start the ceremony.

No one is supposed go go
inside for any reason, got it?

- Okay.

- I've got to go to the
vehicle and get out something

for afterwards, we're about to
do some weird shit in there.

- What is it?

- Don't know, don't wanna know,
can you hold down the fort?

[dramatic music]

- I think so.

- All right I'll be back.

[ominous music]

- Shit one just
left the building.

- Yeah, I got eyes on him.

- All right, so you in position?

- Maybe.

- I've got transfer
confirmation.

- On your RN2?

- It'll take a minute
to show up on this end.

- Oh then I stay.

- Come on if he says he
sent it then he sent it.

- I haven't hung up yet.

[ominous music]

- 'Bout fucking time
he gets the inevitable.

- This wasn't the inevitable,

it was supposed to be a
decapitated head on my desk.

But sometimes Horus throws up
roadblocks to test our metal.

We just have to make the
best of a bad situation.

- So what are you
guys gonna do now,

now that Solar Mate is
not gonna get the bailout?

- Shut up.

- It's all right Frank,
he's on his way out anyway.

Mr. Willis, you're
an accountant,

you know how investment works.

You donate money to an
incoming administration

and you get paid back
for your trouble.

It's a return on an
investment, that's all.

We've done it plenty
of times before.

Granted it's not
usually so eventful,

but occasionally
someone gets in the way

and we just have
to deal with it.

Solar Mate's demise
is unfortunate

but we just have to regroup.

- So what's all this?

- Well two things,
clarity and consolation.

[dramatic music]

- Where are you
gonna send those two?

- No where.

- What do you mean no where?

- When I said to them
the money was special.

- That's the whole
reason I confessed.

- We never made
that arrangement.

- Then why would you send them

in the other room
and leave me in here?

- Because, I wanted to know
which one of you talked.

And the one who
talked, would take

Douglas Geiger's
place this evening.

- You never said that.

- Don't you worry
there Stevie boy,

Michelle will be very
well taken care of

before we send her on her way.

- Hey Michelle, Tim, you
got to get outta here!

- [Frank] Shut your
fucking mouth then.

[dramatic music]

- That should be
enough smoke Frank.

I found the passage.

- Come on, come on.

- Tick-tock.

- I'm still waiting.

[dramatic music]

- Hey.

- Holy fuck, you scared
the shit out of me.

[dramatic music]

- Do you want to have some fun?

- Do what?

- I said, do you want
to have some fun?

- You mean like right now?

- Mm-hmm[affirmative].

- Shit, actually I have something
I need to do right quick.

- Fuck it, who cares.

- I do conjure thee,
oh thou Belial, I call

the most glorious
and efficacious names

of the great and
incomprehensible lord god.

Thou comest quickly
and without delay

from all parts and
places of the earth

and world wherever thou may be,

to make rational
answer unto my demands.

And that speaking with
a voice intelligible

unto mine understanding
as a for-ce.

I conjure and constrain
thee oh Belial,

my all the names of for-ce.

Where with Solomon the
wise bound me and my

companions in a vessel of brass.

And thou appearest
here before this circle

to fulfill my will in all
things that seem good unto me.

[dramatic music]

[wood crashing]

[dramatic music]

- Come on, it won't take long.

- Listen, you have no
idea how bad I want to,

but I have to do
this thing first.

- Promise you won't regret it.

- Goddammit this is
the worse timing ever.

- Okay I confirm on my end, go.

- Okay, 10-4 all
right, radio silence.

[dramatic music]

- Okay, I tried.

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

- Thou shall purge me
with hysop oh lord.

[dramatic music]

Amen!

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

- Who are these?

- Tim Barnes and Michelle
Allen from Solar Mate.

- Oh right.

[dramatic music]

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'll probably get
so sick here in a second.

- I wish you would have
told me you talked.

- I didn't.

- What do you mean you didn't?

- The story I gave
'em I made up.

[Steve gagging]

- I'm sure that's
not because of you.

- You see what I was
talking about right?

- Yeah, wow.

- His account's been
completely drained.

He has other assets
but we're not

gonna be able to get to them.

- The man who broke
the Bank Of England,

destroyed the
Malaysian currency.

Still wanted in France
for insider trading.

He who shall not be named.

Known only as The Executive.

- You have to let me
finish the ceremony.

- Why?

- I summoned Belial for clarity.

I need his advice
on what to do next.

- I'll handle that from now on.

- Fuck you, you
have no say in this.

Only Horus can determine
what happens next.

[man yelling]

- Is Horus making me do that?

I should have shot
you in the leg,

I could have made an
honest man out of you.

- You were supposed to
work for me you asshole.

What do you think
you're going to do now,

just walk out of here?

I've got connections, NYPD,
FBI, they know I'm here.

You'll never make
it out of the city.

- Yes, yes I know
you have connections.

One of them Detective Rosso,
gave me the same speech.

That is before we dumped
him in the East River.

You say you conjured Belial,
how do you know I'm not him?

Ah I'm just fucking with you,
I don't believe in that shit.

- What about the others?

- You drained this
asshole's account right?

- Spread it around.

- Yeah get them out of here,
tell 'em keep their heads low.

Get rid of Day,
wine, all the legal.

[dramatic music]

- And who might this be?

- This is Emma.

- Bruce.

- Not to meet you.

- Likewise.

What did you guys do with Rosso?

- He got wuss?

- You what?

- We told him we'd
be watching him,

and we had audio of
him at the warehouse

and the time he's with us.

- You're gonna watch him?

- Fuck no, we're gonna
get the hell outta here,

at least for a while.

- Oh really, where you gonna go?

- We're not sure yet.

- Well it's still Richard
Hill running around.

- Three survivors
are from Solar Mate,

they can testify
against him if need be.

You have the audio
from the other night?

[dramatic music]

- [Willis] She had
nothing to do with this.

- [Richard] You're right,

she had nothing to do with this.

She's gonna fucking
die because of you.

- Oh good stuff, all right.

That should do it.

I guess the only thing
left to do is scrub

the NTA footage of
Willis and Barnes.

I think we're good.

- What about The Executive?

- He's chained to an SUV
right outside the warehouse.

It's wired to blow,
just call this number,

it's a cell phone bomb.

Or dial 9-1-1 and tell
them about the six

corpses inside the
warehouse, your choice.

[Mason mumbling]

- All right you crazy
kids, I'll think about it.

- [Mason] All right
I'll see you around.

[phone beeping]

[phone ringing]

[dramatic music]