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- [Narrator] Previously, on Wiseguy.

Lucky break.

- This is a warrant for your arrest.

- [Narrator] Tough break.

- I rule that the warrant was tainted.

I would also recommend that U.S. Attorney Santana

be removed from the Justice Department and disbarred.

- [Narrator] Bad break.

- So how long has he been like this?

- Since he heard from Terranova.

(upbeat music)

- [Flight Attendant] Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome aboard Flight 723.

- I have to go to the bathroom

- No way, McPuke.

- Yeah, what am I gonna do, genius?

The doors are locked.

All right.

I either get up now or I go here and ruin your $100 suits.

- All right, go with him.

- [Flight Attendant] Press the overhead call button,

and we'll be happy to help you.

At this time, please relax and enjoy our flight

to Washington, and thank you for flying with Trans American

this afternoon.

- [Air Traffic Controller] Trans American BCA,

you're cleared for take off.

Go to runway two, seven right.

And Miami BLR, turn left, take zero, two, zero.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, goomba.

- Ladies and gentlemen, this is the captain.

The tower has now cleared us for takeoff.

Will flight attendants please take your seats.

- What is this?

- You see that?

Now you talk to me.

I want some answers or you're gonna shave with it.

- Man I told you what I know.

- That's bull.

When I asked you about Bravo Air, you didn't bat an eye,

but your girlfriend did.

And then I find out that Bravo Air is owned by a company

called AeroLib.

Next thing I know, you're pushing cargo around

at AeroLib.

Now that means that you probably work for the company

that nabbed Vinnie.

Now you start talking to me, Santana.

(tires squeal)

- What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you crazy?

I live here, man.

- Not after they finish with you you don't.

- Who are they?

- CIA.

And unless you wanna spend time in Federal store with me,

you help me.

- It's over, McPike.

- Move! - Let's go, let's go.

Catch, man.

(splashes)

- Bye.

- Come on, come on.

- It's over for you, McPike.

You're finished, man.

- Come on.

- All right.

Now depending on how this tub floats,

we maybe have three minutes so start talking.

- All right, all right, all right, look.

Vinnie asked me if I'd ever heard of these two guys,

Pina and Ruiz.

I told him no.

I thought it was all over until I read about him

in the paper.

Then you show up.

You're asking me about Bravo Air.

You're mentioning death squads.

I thought...

- What?

- There might be a connection.

But... this is really complicated.

I mean, for you to fully understand this,

I'd have to give you like a 30 year history lesson, McPike.

- You maybe have two and a half minutes.

- All right, in the fight against Castro,

my people have had to go outside for help sometimes, right?

- Yeah, I know how much help the CIA was during

the Bay of Pigs.

Come on.

- After that, men like Guzman who owns AeroLib

turn to countries who are fighting the Reds.

The other countries like Guatemala, El Salvador.

He did favors for them.

They did favors for him.

The point is you lay down with dogs, you wake up with fleas.

- And what does that have to do with AeroLib?

- Well, Guzman, the owner, right?

He's tight with the Salvadoreans.

That's why I took a job there at AeroLib.

To find out if Pina and Ruiz were on the plane

that grabbed Vinnie.

- And what'd you find out?

- Well, nothing yet because I haven't been able

to crack the computer.

(beeps)

(tires squeal)

- [White] McPike!

- All right, listen.

We maybe have 30 seconds before this bridge comes down.

Let's go.

- Let's go where?

- A little black bag job.

All right?

- What for?

You're Justice Department.

You could get a warrant.

Do it the right way.

- I have been shut down.

I am a fugitive.

- From what?

- From bad airplane food.

Now will you come on?

Listen.

See if DCPD will do us a favor.

I want a run on Amado Guzman.

G-U-Z-M-A-N.

He owns AeroLib and Bravo Air

and I don't know what else down here.

- All right.

- All right.

You remember somebody's watching you.

Keep this dark and keep it quiet.

- Oh I will.

When are you gonna call me again?

- Soon as I can.

Unless somebody locks me up.

You take care of yourself, Uncle.

Mikey, why the long face?

- Got things on my mind, man.

- I don't get it.

We crack the computer.

We're holding a smoking gun.

You look like you wanna dive in a hole.

- I said I'd help you, I helped you.

Let me know when you get an indictment.

- Listen I have to have--

- Look, I'm gonna see Daya later at the club.

I just wanna take a walk for a while.

- Okay, sure.

Take a walk.

Take a walk, champ.

I love you, too, Mikey.

(sighs)

Oh, Frank, Frank, get a life.

(tires squeal) (intense music)

- FBI Miami.

- Day code 2456.

Agent McPike.

- You're cleared.

- Let me speak to the regional director.

- You know right now, McPike, I got you on

violation of the neutrality act, air piracy,

and assaulting a Federal agent.

- Yeah?

Well what about breaking and entering, White?

- What's that?

- That is proof that there was a Salvadorean death squad

in New York at the time of Vincent's disappearance.

- We checked with State.

They're both members of the Salvadorean first brigade.

The mark of (speaks Spanish) is a white hand.

- That's true.

But it's out of your jurisdiction right now.

- Not when Hoover was alive.

- Hoover's dead.

- So is my agent.

- You got a body.

- Now you listen.

And listen good.

For 40 years, the FBI had jurisdiction

over all US based espionage.

After the director died, your people at Langley

pulled more juice with Congress so the law changed.

Now every time we get a lead on an arms smuggler,

you shut us down.

A money launderer splits for the Caymans,

you shut us down.

And like a good bureaucrat, I swallow hard and accept it.

But one of my boys is missing now,

and I'm here to tell you it's over.

We're going all the way up the river on this one.

Even if it falls on the White House lawn.

And if they won't listen, we'll call Mike frigging' Wallace.

Now, I want Pina and Ruiz extradited to Miami tomorrow!

- Or else?

- You go to war with the FBI.

(sultry music)

♪ Comes as a rain storm

♪ Put your rubbers on your feet ♪

♪ Comes a snowstorm

♪ You can get a little heat

♪ Come love

♪ Nothing can be done

♪ Don't try hiding

♪ 'Cause there isn't any use

♪ You'll start sliding

♪ When you're hopped up on the juice ♪

♪ Comes a headache you can lose it in a day ♪

♪ Comes a toothache see your dentist right away ♪

♪ Comes love nothing can be done ♪

- What the hell are you drinking?

- Cuba Libre.

You ever read Hemingway?

- Just the cliff notes.

- Yeah, well it's the national drink of Cuba.

Except that while Fidel's still there,

we call it (speaks Spanish).

The little lie.

- Please forgive me.

I'm a little partial to Irish whiskey.

- Now how did I know that?

- Excuse me, could I have an Irish whiskey?

Double rocks.

- Just one moment.

- You mind?

- Please.

I wouldn't want you to spill your drink standing up.

♪ Comes a heat wave

♪ You can hurry to the shore

♪ Comes a summons you can hide behind the door ♪

♪ Comes love

♪ Nothing can be

♪ Done

(audience claps)

What brings you out, McPike?

Wait, let me guess.

They don't have cable at your motel.

- That's very funny, Mikey.

Actually I thought you could use a little good news.

- What of it?

I don't have my glasses, okay?

- Indictments for Pina and Ruiz.

- No.

That's just paper.

Before you can try them, you have to have

in personam jurisdiction.

- I'm sorry, see I went to a low rent Catholic high school.

We had to choose between Latin and biology.

- Yeah.

You look like the type to cut up frogs.

- Look, in personam jurisdiction

means that you cannot try them

unless you have the suspects here.

On US soil.

And somehow, I don't see the Salvadorean government

extraditing members of the death squad.

- It's a writ of extradition.

Got a call 10 minutes ago.

Tomorrow a Salvadorean jet arrives at MIA

with Pina and Ruiz aboard.

- Tomorrow?

- Well, Mikey.

I think that calls for a toast.

- Yeah, no.

I gotta take off.

I gotta see you later.

- I'm ready when you are, hon.

- I gotta do something, okay?

Take a taxi home.

- What?

- I gotta go.

- Where are you going?

When the hell are you leaving?

- I'm leaving right after I finish my drink.

- No I mean when are you leaving Miami?

He hasn't been right since you got here.

- Well you see, hon, I've had a little capital crime

to contend with, and as soon as I get it all mopped up,

I'll be on the next plane to Washington DC.

- Look, let's you and I get something straight, all right.

I'd just about given up on men when I met Santana.

He's the first man who ever cared if I was satisfied.

He gives before he takes.

Do you understand?

And if I lose him because of you,

I'm gonna find where you live, and I'm gonna hurt you.

I swear.

- You know I really don't think I've had a chance

to tell you how much I enjoy your singing.

- Your check.

(doorbell rings)

(beeps)

- We have to talk.

- [Hillary] About what?

- About Oyer.

How it's run.

- Wait a minute.

We've said maybe 25 words to each other

in the last three years, and you come here

at 2:00 in the morning to ask questions about airplanes?

- Listen to me.

I've gotta know who books the flights.

Is it my father?

Is it possible that any flight could leave

without my father's knowledge.

- Yes, I suppose so.

Michael, you're hurting me.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Why did you come here?

- Why did you leave me?

- What?

- After my little disbarment,

you walked out.

And I'd like to know why.

- Is that what this is about?

- Just answer the question, councilor.

- Well, the word betrayal comes to mind.

We were co-council on a major felony case.

We were in trial for four months.

We shared every piece of evidence.

Not to mention what else we shared.

And you took it upon yourself to violate

the canon of ethics.

- That's right, I took it upon myself.

It was a mistake.

- It was arrogant.

The very thing you accused that drug lord of being.

You made a private decision, Michael.

You were dishonest.

And no relationship can survive with dishonesty.

Whether it's in court or in bed.

- I never said this to you.

Nothing that the judge did to me,

the suspension, the disbarment, none of that,

hurt me as much as when you cut me off.

- Michael, I was tainted.

I went from being Deputy Chief of Criminal Division

to being Santana's girl.

It took me months to get rid of the stench.

- Well forgive me.

But if you're worried about the way you smell,

why is it you're still working for Guzman?

- I don't know why.

But you've been obsessed with this man

ever since I've known you.

Amado Guzman is a brilliant and respected businessman.

He is also a philanthropist

who gives millions a year to charity.

That's all there is.

- Yeah, are you willing to bet on that?

- Yes, I am Michael.

You see.

I already bet on you.

And I lost.

(sighs)

- All right, I want hand irons and leg irons.

You get these guys into that van and through

the Federal lock up as quick as you can.

- [Guard] Yes, sir.

(speaks Spanish)

- First Brigade Army of El Salvador.

At your service.

- Frank McPike, Justice.

I understand you have two suspects for us.

- Yes, sir.

- All right, I'm waiting.

(speaks Spanish)

What the hell is this?

- [Colonel] Pina and Ruiz.

- Open it up.

- We can't do that.

The smell.

- Open it up.

- Frank.

- Just do it!

(speaks Spanish)

- I'm afraid they were shot while resisting arrest.

- So the holes in their forehead are birthmarks?

- You said you wanted them extradited.

- Frank, please.

- The hell's he doing?

- Frank, please.

For God's sake.

(speaks Spanish)

- What is it?

- To Vincenza.

From his loving mother.

First communion, June the 12th, 1965.

- [White] I guess that about does it.

- What are you talking about?

- Conclusive evidence.

Got Pina and Ruiz in New York at the precise time

of Terranova's disappearance.

And we've got Terranova's keepsake here

around Ruiz's neck.

I could get a bank loan against a conviction on that one.

- A conviction?

We'll never get a conviction, much less a trial.

We can't question your two suspects because they're dead.

- Meaning what?

- Meaning we'll never know the real story.

- You wanna know the real story?

I'll tell you.

They grabbed your boy and they took off.

Somewhere over Perth and Bouy at 10,000 feet,

they opened the door of that Leer

and they pushed him out.

Now you better face facts, Mister.

There's a civil war going on in El Salvador

and Vinnie Terranova was collaborating with the enemy.

- The enemy?

A Catholic priest?

- He was red.

- He was red?

Anybody in El Salvador who opposes the government is red.

Men, women, children.

Anybody with the audacity to ask for change.

In Brooklyn you od that , and it's called your civic duty.

There, they call it treason.

- Frank, control yourself.

- You are way out of line, McPike.

The priest was running guns.

- You're wrong.

I checked with defense intelligence.

The only thing that Father Gallagher was smuggling

were human beings.

People that were marked by the death squad.

He was helping them escape.

- Political radicals.

- Like the teenage girl

who took a bullet on her 16th birthday?

You know what?

I'm not a politician.

I'm a bureaucrat.

I am, I'm a bureaucrat.

I'm up to my hips in the bureaucracy.

But there is something wrong when an FBI agent

tries to help an old friend and ends up kidnapped

with two coffins and a crucifix.

End of story.

- That's as far as it went.

- Why are you doing this?

You know that Pina and Ruiz were just buck privates.

They were taking orders from somebody up above,

and I'm not gonna stop 'til I find out who.

(phone rings)

Uncle?

- [Paul] Frank?

- Paul.

- Frank, you've got to come home now.

It's time you put this to rest.

- Now listen.

The killers...

There are people...

You just give me a few more days.

- You're not listening, Frank.

The decision's been made.

There's a specialist at Bethesda.

You have an appointment.

- You think I need a shrink, Paul?

- Frank, you never recovered from your own trauma.

Vinnie's disappearance has compounded it.

There was a time there when I thought you lost the edge.

Now you're about to step over it.

I can't let you do that, Frank.

You've got to come in.

Did you hear what I said?

Frank?

(knock at door)

- [Manager] Frank McPike?

- Who's there?

- [Manager] The manager.

We've got an Air Express package for a Frank McPike.

- Thank you.

- [Uncle] I hope this helps, pal.

There's a copy of that hand print from Vinnie's wall.

I also sent you a pile on Guzman.

He came over in '61.

And he took a freight elevator to the top.

He got a loan from unknown sources

to start a small airline called AeroLib.

Did a number of covert ops for Langley throughout the 60s.

By '69, he had started a chain of jewelry stores

named after his mother.

And then comes the big dough.

In 1973, he opened a saving and loan in Lauderdale.

Another one in Browyn.

And a third one in Homestead.

And he wrote an awful lot of mortgages

at that air force base.

Today, he sits at the top of El Banco

de la Nueva Havana.

40 stories of curtain walled glass.

The Federal Reserve puts their assets at about $100 million.

That's all I can find.

But there's one other thing you ought to know, Frank.

I checked the certificate of incorporation on AeroLib.

Get this.

The president is a man named Raphael Santana.

Frank, it's Michael's father.

- Here's eight bucks, man.

Keep the change.

McPike.

Man, I just heard about the two Salvadoreans.

I'm really sorry, you know.

You know I know you were gonna go forward with the investi--

- When, buddy?

You tell me when.

- When were you gonna tell me about your father

and AeroLib?

- Hey, man, that's got nothing to do with this.

Hey, hey!

I don't need this man.

I don't.

All right, forget it.

Forget it.

Good bye.

Good bye!

- Hey, you do not walk away from me.

You walk away from me now, you're gonna walk right back

into a rum bottle.

If I don't find out what happened to Vince,

they're gonna find me with a gun in my hand

and a bullet in my brain.

This is not over, man!

If your father had something to do with this,

I need to know and I need to know now.

Talk to me!

(upbeat music)

- [Raphael] Miguel.

Miguel is that you?

- Yeah, pop.

- Something wrong?

- Yeah, pop.

(speaks Spanish)

Every since I was a little boy,

you don't tell me things.

- I tell you what I can.

- Like during the Bay of Pigs?

Remember you told me you were going on a hunting trip.

- It was a very big hunting trip.

- Pop, you didn't tell me the truth.

- Miguel, you were too young for the truth.

- Yeah.

That's funny.

And I thought you were too old.

I lied to you when I took the job at AeroLib.

- [Raphael] Why son?

- Because I wanted to get Guzman.

- Oh, not that again.

I thought it was over.

- Pop.

See these two men?

They're members of the Death Squad from El Salvador.

They flew to New York on Bravo Air,

and they kidnapped a Federal agent.

Just tell me that you didn't know.

- Certain missions are classified.

It has been that way for years.

- Pop, he's using you.

- Amado was man put food on your table.

- Yeah, and he got rich.

While you got arthritis.

- But why do you hate this man so much?

- All my life, I've listened to you talk about the cause.

(speaks Spanish)

Get our country back at any price.

Why do you think I went to Camp Lejeune after college?

Because my father was a soldier.

And I wanted to be just like him.

They taught us a good Marine doesn't question.

He goes into battle for the good of the cause.

They were wrong.

See after the investigation into the bombings in Beruit,

it turned out some of our leaders misled us.

They didn't tell us about all the bomb threats

and 241 innocent men were killed.

And every one of them believed in that cause.

That doesn't mean that the cause was wrong.

It just means that we should have questioned.

- You're asking me to betray a man?

- I'm just asking you to help your own son.

- I think you better leave now.

(somber music)

(suspenseful music)

(speaks Spanish)

♪ If I proved how much I love you with each kiss ♪

♪ Will you cross your heart and dare to promise this ♪

♪ That it's more than just a thing ♪

♪ That you'll love me and you will be true to me ♪

- To Vince.

- To Vince.

- Would you mind leaving me alone with my son, please?

(speaks Spanish)

(sings in Spanish)

Women should have to get permits to wear dresses like that.

You know.

First time I saw your mother was in a place like this.

Was an officer's ball in Havana.

Your mother.

Your mother.

She took my breath away.

Then, Castro came.

Two days before my exacation, a bunch of Castro's soldiers

staged a mutiny.

Some of us managed to get a boat,

and we end up in Miami.

At first, all we had was the CIA.

But Guzman held us together.

Then I start working for him.

Running his airline.

And sometimes they ask us for favors.

A leftist enchina was getting too popular.

The radical professor was stirring up the masses.

Then we gave them our planes.

And I turned my back because in the long run,

it was good for our cause.

But tonight, when you came to me,

it really hit me.

I have turned my back so many times for the good

of our cause that I couldn't see my own son.

- What are you saying?

What are you telling me?

- Michael.

There were three men on that flight to New York.

Ruiz, Pina,

and a Colonel called Hector Guerrera.

- Get out.

Get out!

(screams)

- This is an outrage.

The State Department will hear about this.

- You put the phone down.

Put it down!

Get his right hand.

You left your palm print on Vinnie's wall,

and it's gonna convict you.

You did Vinnie.

You did Vinnie, didn't you?

- In my country, I would have you shot.

- You would?

You'd shoot me.

Go on.

Here it is.

Here's the gun.

Here's the gun you son of a bitch.

- No, no, don't do it, Frank.

That's not the way.

- You're right, Mikey.

You're right.

The lamp was by the hot tub.

We tried to effect an arrest.

The lamp fell, and the bulb broke.

- Don't do that.

- See, there was a struggle.

And you resisted arrest just like Pina and Ruiz.

- No, no, goddammit, no.

He's not worth it.

You do that, you're no better than he is.

- And who's gonna know?

- That's exactly what I thought to myself

when I made my little private decision, Frank.

A small technicality.

Who's gonna know, right?

I went outside the law for myself.

And now there's a drug lord running around free.

Come on, if this guy did Vinnie,

he's gonna burn, Frank.

But let a jury decide.

He's not worth it, Frank.

- Listen to him.

- Read him his rights, Frank.

You hear me?

Read him his rights, Frank.

(doorbell rings)

- Coming.

- I just came to tell you.

Your whole world's about to unravel.

One of Bravo's planes was used by Salvadorean Death Squad

to kidnap a Federal agent.

We got a witness in custody right now who's willing

to implicate Guzman.

- Why are you telling me this?

- Because I don't wanna see you get...

- Hurt?

(doorbell rings)

Look, that's him.

We don't have time now--

- Look.

He's a predator.

He's wanted you from the first time he saw you.

Don't you remember?

My mother's funeral.

The look on his face when he walked into that church.

You were leaning against me.

You were crying.

You looked vulnerable.

That's all it took.

- This is too much.

It couldn't be that he hired me because I'm a good lawyer.

It had to be because I was Michael's girl.

- He did it for both reasons.

You're not a good lawyer.

You're a great lawyer.

And he's used you to make his fortune.

But he also knew that when you went to him

it would tear me apart.

- Michael.

Michael, I--

- Look.

I'm with someone else now.

And she trusts me just as much as you did.

But I want you to know something.

If I'm right about Guzman,

and you need a place to go, you come to me.

I won't let you down this time.

(doorbell rings)

- Did Guerrera talk?

- Not yet.

But Guerrera is a Latin male,

and you know what Latin males think in prison.

He's gonna go into jail a tight end,

come out a wide receiver.

Now what Latin male could take that?

You're on your own, pal.

- White.

White.

Where is he now?

This Colonel Guerrera.

- Federal lock up.

They're getting ready to ship him north.

And the last time I checked,

it was still a few of your Marialito friends

in Federal stir.

Get my drift?

- I am the resurrection and the life.

He who dies and believes in me shall live.

And he who lives and believes in me shall never die.

In the name of the Father,

and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Dear friends.

This is a mass in memoriam.

It is not a funeral mass because there is no body.

All of us remain joined in the faith

that Vincent Terranova will one day return to us.

At this time, an associate of Vincent's

has asked to say a few words.

- Frank, you sure you feel up to this?

- Promise me you'll do what I asked, Frank.

- Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Frank McPike.

And I'm a Federal agent.

I'm also one of the reasons that this church

is empty today.

Because it should be full.

Vince Terranova deserved better.

Most of you people think that Vince

was a criminal.

That he was some kind of a wiseguy.

Included all of his old friends in Brooklyn.

And one by one, they abandoned him.

They thought he was tainted.

That he was dirty.

Some kind of a made guy.

But his mother knew the truth.

And the truth is that Vincenza Michael Terranova

was an undercover agent for the FBI.

Vince Terranova was a hero.

He spent 18 months of his life incarcerated

in a Federal penitentiary just to secure his cover.

He hated organized crime.

And he hated the taint that it put on his people.

And he dedicated his life to destroying it.

I don't know where my friend is right now.

But please, God, let his work and his life

were not in vain.

The man responsible for his abduction is in Federal custody.

And I can promise you,

if I do nothing else in my life.

That man will be brought to justice.

(grunts)

(screams)

(upbeat music)