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[electronic beeping]

[overlapping electronic voices]

Jimmy: We need good
intelligence.

[tense music]
[siren wailing]

-Hey, look, man, I'm sorry,
all right?

Was I speeding?

-What's your name?

-Mike Johnston.

-What are you doing out here,
Mike?

You running some dope across the
border?

-Hell no, man. What are you
running some dope across the
border?

Am I interrupting something
here?

[blow landing]
[Mike groaning]

[tense music]

-What's with the cuffs, Bob?

What's going on?

-Put him in Sweet's dressing
room.

-What's the problem, man?

-The manhunt for the killer
of a DEA agent continues.

James Reardon, a Canadian
drug kingpin, is still being--

-Hey, Ronnie, what's up
with Jimmy, what's going on?

-Let's talk about you and my
money.

What the fuck do you think
you're doing,

disappearing on me like that?

-Like what?

What is your problem, man?

I've still got your money.

Christ, you're paranoid!

-What did I tell you, you
pimple ass?

[slap]

What did I tell ya?

I said be on call, right?

Be on call.

-I was with Gloria.

-You're pathetic.

What's the problem, John, huh?

You a coke fiend now?

-Yeah, I got a little problem,
I think.

-No, you got a big problem.

You got a huge problem.

You're supposed to be our
straight man,

and look at you!

You're running around chasing
blow and pussy at your age.

-I apologize, okay?

Ronnie, please, okay?

I'm gonna get straight, okay,
I promise, please, Ronnie.

You need me, okay? I'm your
banker.

I'm your front man.

You need me!
[tense music]

-Huh?

-Looks like we got
somebody at the back door.

[Ted sighing]

[Ted clearing throat]
[suspenseful music]

[car door slams]

[door slams]

-Is he back yet?

Did he make it across the line?

-We haven't heard.

-Hey.

Go sit on him.

Thank you.

-Yeah.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

[smooching]
[suspenseful music]

[water splashing]
[suspenseful music]

Officer: You wanna tell
me who you really are?

-If you hadn't kicked
the shit out of me,

I might be able to remember.

-You think just 'cause
you're Jimmy Reardon's brother

you're protected or something.

-You wanna tell me who you
really are?

Why don't you tell me your name?

I'll show you how connected I
am.

-Aiding a fugitive is
a heavy charge, Mike.

This is gonna send you back
to prison for a long time.

-What do I gotta do
to get from under it?

-Tell us where your brother is
right now.

And we can help you out.

-Go, Jimmy, go! [laughing]
[tense music]

[rustling]
[tense music]

[beeping]
[tense music]

Mary: Thank you.

-It's been a pleasure. I hope we
can do this again.

-I hope so, too.

Thanks again.

[smooch]

-I'll be in touch.

-Good night.
-Good night.

[engines rumbling]

[engines rumbling]
[water splashing]

[phone ringing]

-Yeah?

-Coming home.

Our summer place.

Ronnie: He's coming home.

[engines rumbling]

-I was just watching the tube.

They got your brother in
custody.

-Charge him with anything?

-No, there was no details.

-I'm outside the courthouse
right now

waiting for Francine and Stella.

FBI interviewed Francine,

but I think they're releasing
her now.

What do you want me to do?

-Tell them I'm okay and
I'll talk to them later.

What's the story with Mike?

-Well, he's in custody up
there.

Still trying to speak to him.

-All right, well, you let me
know when you get back home.

Lorna: Morning.

-Who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

-Lorna, I'm Raoul's niece,
visiting for the summer.

It's okay, I know who you are.

-Is there anybody else here?

-No.

You want breakfast?

-Yeah.

Breakfast would be good, thanks.

[suspenseful music]

-Sorry, man.

Raoul didn't say anything
about her being here.

[suspenseful music]

-They're holding Mike
Reardon in the cells

down in Cloverdale, they ran
him down on the board at 3am.

-I thought you had
Mike under surveillance.

-We did.

He slipped under it.

-Any sign of the brother?

-No.

It took them awhile to
figure out who Mike was,

so they're just starting their
search.

The FBI was chasing
Reardon's cell phone south.

Turns out it was in the
back of a pickup truck.

Mary: Did he cross over into
Canada?

-Yeah, they're assuming
he's in the country now, yeah.

The FBI is getting antsy,

they want to know what
the brother's given us.

You want me to interview him?

-Not much point in that.

Mike's not gonna give anything
up.

Give them a call and ask them to
hold him

until we can get surveillance in
place.

But you were gonna find somebody

to get inside the Chick A Dee.

How's it going?

-I'm hoping I can hang some
wire inside the Dee sometime.

I'm still trying to figure the
logistics.

[tense music]

-Good morning.

-Morning.

[beeping]

Who are those from?

-I didn't look.

[tense music]

Yeah, I need to speak to Ronnie
Delmonico.

-Got you guys in the stadiums,

I got you the best possible
placement for these bank
machines.

Now I'm getting complaints

you can't keep the machines
loaded!

You got two down, you
gotta keep 'em serviced!

-I'm gonna take care of the
machines.

Everything is gonna roll
along just like usual.

-All right, I hope so.

-Just got a call from
some woman, said she's
Jimmy's good friend.

You should call her on this
number from a safe phone.

She needs to talk to him.

-Hey.

Sorry I took you for granted
like I did.

-Apology accepted.

-It ain't gonna get better
anytime soon

with all this shit coming down.

But I need you around to help me
out.

Can you stay?

-We'll see how it works out.

Better make that call.

[phone dialing]
[tense music]

[phone ringing]
[tense music]

-This is Ron.

-You know who this is?

[Ronnie Over phone] Yeah.

What can I do for you?

-If you speak to him,
tell him to call me.

-I haven't heard anything.

-If you do, tell him I can
help.

-I'll have to get back to you.

-You have the number,
the sooner the better.

[knocking]

-How was your dinner
with the Inspector General?

-Very nice, thank you.

It seems they've had a change of
mind

regarding my qualifications for
CSIS.

I've been temporarily posted
to the Asia Pacific Region.

-Congratulations, ma'am.

Well-deserved and well-earned.

-Thank you.

And I'd like second you
to come over with me.

Any interest?

-I'd... I'd be honored.

Do they know upstairs?

-Not yet.

I'm about to give Mr. Mallaby
the news.

-May I watch?

-Of course.

-Thank you.

[water rushing]

-Stay here as long as you
like, Jim.

Great little hidey-hole, always
has been.

Nobody ever comes this side of
the island.

-Except your niece.

That would've been good to know.

-Here we go.

There's more if you want.

-Thanks.

-Listen, she's a good kid.

She's having some problems at
home

with the mother, you know?

Had to go to the city to find
her.

Brought her out here to
get her straightened out.

She knows what's what.

If you don't want her around...

-Better she stays until we
leave.

Raoul: Your call.

-You better go gas up the
boat,

make sure we're ready to fly.

-You got it.

[birds singing]
[water rushing]

-Things are gonna be
pretty rough for awhile.

-I know.

-We should probably get you
up-country.

I was thinking maybe Doug's
ranch.

Pretty isolated up there.

-You need to keep an eye on
Ronnie.

He's gonna have his hands full
now.

There's gonna be people
coming at him hard.

They're gonna be watching
that club night and day.

-We'll get you settled first.

Back to town, help him out.

Jimmy: All right.

[phone ringing]

Bob: Yeah?

John: I apologize.

-Apology doesn't cut it.

I want my money back.

Today.

Ronnie, you're overreacting.

You're under a lot of pressure.

I understand, Jimmy's on your
mind,

but you are really overreacting!

-Oh, you think I'm
overreacting?

A guy sits on 50 million of my
cash,

disappears off the face of the
earth,

and you think I'm overreacting?

You sure these are the right
keys?

-The money has been in the
vault the whole time.

Okay?

We are on the verge of
a very big deal here.

You need that offshore bank.

Let's move on, let's just get on
with it.

-Look at you.

Your goddamn nose is
bleeding, you're a mess.

You think I'm going to trust you
to do the offshore deal?

-Ronnie, please.

I've gotta be at work in 15
minutes.

I swear on my wife and my kids

that I will not mess this up.

I am done, it's over, I have had
my fun.

-You make one slip, you
fart at the wrong time,

I'm gonna have Bob take care of
you.

-I swear on my wife and my
kids, Ronnie.

-Go.

And when I call, you answer.

-Yeah.

[engines rumbling]

-Maybe we should take you
home.

I can call you, keep you posted.

-Wait in the car for a few
minutes

while I go in and talk
to Ronnie about your dad.

Okay, hon?

-I'll stay with her.

That cool, Stell?

-Yeah.

-You know, your dad's gonna come
out of this just fine, Stella.

I give you my word.

-He's okay.

We got him tucked away.

-Where is he?

I want to see him.

-I don't think that's a good
idea.

I think we just keep contact to
a minimum

until we can figure things out.

-Don't tell me I can't see
him.

-I'm sorry, not now, not yet.

We just gotta settle things,

make sure he's safe and secure.

Just take it easy for a few
days.

-Why are you being such an
asshole?

Do you know what I just went
through?

They had a gun at Stella's head.

They had a gun at my head,

and you're telling me to take it
easy?

I just want to talk to him.

-They're gonna be
watching you, Francine.

They're going to be watching
everybody, looking for any sign
of contact.

Please, be reasonable here.

-Why do you treat me like
this?

Why do you always try and keep
us apart?

-That's not right, Frankie.

You know that's not right.

-What's going on, you think
this is your big opportunity

to take over like you always
wanted?

-Don't be stupid.
-Who knows?

Maybe it was you--
-Don't be stupid, Frankie.

-Who sold him--
-Don't talk shit.

-Don't call me stupid!

You'd be shining shoes on
Hastings without Jimmy.

-You've been through a big
thing.

Let's just get something for
your nerves.

[door slamming]

You keep your mouth shut,
Frankie!

-The DEA agent was shot in the
throat

and died instantly.

The second victim was shot in
the back

and also died on the scene.

-Reardon shot them.

-Uh-huh.

-What sort of weapon was
Reardon using?

-The witnesses describe
a nine millimeter.

Ted: And the DEA, what do
they use?

-Also nine mil.

-Huh.

Any other ballistic evidence?
-Not that I'm aware of.

-No chance of it being a
sympathetic fire situation?

-Not according to
the agents' statements.

They all describe Reardon
having pulled his gun,

and fired at the
informant seated opposite.

-Have you recovered that
weapon?

Kyle: No.

-You've heard we have
the brother in custody?

I don't know how long
we'll be able to hold him

but we're not going to get
anything out of him in any case.

-I think we can safely assume

that he was expecting
Reardon at the border,

and that he crossed over
sometime last night or today.

We've got surveillance
on a few close associates

and the nightclub where
he and his partner,

Ronnie Delmonico, run the
business.

-What are your instincts on
where he is?

-He owns a fleet of ships
and a couple of planes,

which he uses to service a
network

of smugglers and growers all
over

the southern part of the
province

and the Gulf islands, so he's
probably gone to ground for,

maybe forever, if you can
make those charges stick.

-If the charges do stick,

do you predict a problem with
extradition?

-Not from us.

The Justice Department
might have some concerns.

-We'll worry about that later.

What's next?

-The Inspector, organizing
a raid on the nightclub.

-Yeah, we probably won't get
anything,

but we're gonna use the
opportunity

to plant some wire inside.

-Any chance I can
come along for the ride?

-That's up to the Inspector.

[Ted sighing]

-Sure, yeah.
Uh... glad to have you.

Uh... let me just find out how
far along we are on that.

Anyway, good to meet you.

Kyle: Likewise, thanks for
your help.

[door slamming]

-Congratulations on your
promotion.

Don't expect me to kiss your
ass.

-Take a number.

-I hear the Yanks offed their
own man

while you had him under
surveillance.

-Good night, Woody.

-[Newscaster Over Radio]
The search for the accused

Canadian suspect, James Reardon,

in the drug-related homicide
of a Seattle DEA agent

has now turned to--

[suspenseful music drowns out
newscaster]

Bob: You never tell anyone
you met us.

-You can trust me.

-Yeah?

But I don't.

[tense music]

-Mom!

-Jim Over phone: Did you get
hurt?

-No, just scared.

-All right, listen.

I don't have a lot of time to
talk here

but you're probably gonna be
hearing

a lot of things about me,
Stella,

some of which are true,

but I want you to know
I didn't shoot anybody.

-I know.

Mom needs to talk to you.

[tense music]

-Are you safe?

Jim Over phone: Yeah, yeah,
I'm safe.

-Can I see you?

-No, not yet.
-When?

-I don't know, I really--

-[Francine Over phone] I've got
a bad feeling about Ronnie.

-Come on inside.
-Why?

-[Francine Over phone] He's
been acting real strange.

I have this terrible feeling

that he had something to do with
this,

or he knows something about who
did.

He's always wanted to run
things.

-No, no, don't worry about
Ronnie, okay?

I need you to be calm and just
be taking care of business.

You've gotta be aware of the
fact

that you're gonna be watched
for quite a while here.

Just carry the ball.

-I will.

-I'm counting on you.

[phone beeps]

[somber music]

-Regarding my appointment
here,

there's no need for anybody

to start leaping out the
windows.

I want everybody upstairs to
know

I'm not making any wholesale
changes.

I'm here in a probationary
situation,

and I'm not planning on rocking
the boat.

Nobody's getting turfed out,

and I am not going to be
taking over the corner office.

You can tell your analysts

that their day-to-day
won't change all that much,

with the exception that
I would like to see

a daily report from the
heads of each section.

So for the time being, it's
status quo.

And if I didn't mention it
before,

my condolences regarding
the death of Mr. Royden.

I know you two were close.

The circumstances are being
investigated as a homicide.

-Am I privy to any details?

-At this point, no.

When I get approval from
the Inspector General,

you'll be informed.

-Congratulations on
your promotion, Inspector.

-Thank you.

-Congratulations.

Will you be moving upstairs
anytime soon?

No, I don't need to be stuck in
the middle of the analysts.

I'll be keeping my offices
downstairs until further notice.

Please feel free to visit me
anytime.

[door slamming]

[doorbell buzzing]

Dante: How you doing, honey?

-Okay, and you?

-So what's going on?
You hear anything?

-I got no clue.
Ronnie's upstairs.

-We should be looking for
someplace long-term
for him to go.

Bob wants him to go up north,
I'm sorry,

I don't agree.

-We got a big backyard here in
BC.

He doesn't have to go anywhere.

He's safer here.

We don't have the death penalty.

-I've got a lot of
friends in Costa Rica.

-If he's here, it's
gonna be a lot easier

for me to stay in contact with
him than Costa Rica.

-Things have changed.

He's not the same anymore.

-I'll look into Costa Rica,
then.

-Dante's here.

-Hey, Ronnie, how we doing?

-All right.

You know Phil?

-What do we know? Is he alive
or dead?

-How can I help you?

-You tell me who the rat is

so I can take care of it for
you.

-Alex Morgan out of Portland.

-Just him?

-That's all we know so far.

-I wouldn't advise making
any moves in that direction.

-Somebody's got to take
care of this, am I right?

The Disciples have concerns
here.

We're in business together,

so it affects us if you
have a rat in the pipe.

-I understand, and it will
happen at the right time.

-The guy who ratted Jimmy
out is being held in custody.

-He's in custody and
that makes me nervous.

How much does he know?

-He's limited in his dealings
with us.

You shouldn't be affected.

-I can get to him.

-Okay, keep you in mind.

-By the way, I hear a
couple of bank machines

been sitting empty the last
couple days.

You might want to get on that.

-I'm on it.

Thanks for dropping by.

-You tell Jimmy that I'm here

if he needs something you can't
provide.

Take it easy.

Good luck.

-Those bank machines are gonna
kill me.

-Morning.

[smooching]
[soft music]

I hope you don't mind.

I wanted to meet somewhere
out of the limelight.

-This is very nice.

[Inspector General] How
did Mr. Mallaby take the news?

-Suitably pissed.

-I spoke to Ogawa this
morning.

They're delighted to have you on
board.

There will be a few hoops to
jump through,

but nothing serious.

-Good to hear.

-Have you heard from the
Americans about their demo?

-No, nothing.

[Inspector General]
Nothing at my end, either.

-Local homicide is
threatening to go to the press.

-Shall I intervene?

-No.

I believe I can call it a
matter of national security

and seal the file.

-I agree. Go ahead.

-Thank you.

-And I also agree that...
government is probably riddled

with American agents of various
degrees,

and I think you and I
should spend some time

mapping a strategy
to deal with it.

It's the sort of thing, Mary,
that brings down governments,

so we'll have to be discreet.

[tranquil music]
[water rushing]

-You look exactly like your
grandfather.

-You said before you know who
I am.

Raoul tell you?

-I lived in Vancouver.

Everybody knows who you are.

Don't worry, I won't tell
anyone.

Your watch dog already warned
me.

[tense music]

-I talked to Doug.

He's gonna make arrangements

for you to come up to the ranch.

He's got two good security guys
there,

and we could land on the lake,

and he's got a chopper
handy if we need it.

We fly out of here tomorrow
morning

and he'll pick us up around
Rupert.

-It's in the middle of
nowhere.

I won't be able to see my kid.

I'll go crazy in the woods
there.

-It's the way it's gotta be,
Jim.

-Jesus Christ.

I'd be better off in prison.

[Jimmy sniffing]

I can't live like that.

-I've been talking to Phil
about it.

He thinks you should move to
Costa Rica.

[Jimmy scoffing]

Eventually you can even move
Francine and Stella down there.

-No, that's no place for a
kid.

-You really want to disappear,

we could put a plane down in the
ocean.

We get caught in bad
weather, the plane goes down.

Whatever you decide,

we've still gotta get
you out of here tomorrow.

[tense music]

[knocking]

-Get me a deep backgrounder
on the Inspector General, yeah?

-Yeah, ma'am.

-That includes his marital
status.

[phone ringing]
[tense music]

-The raid is on for tonight at
the club.

-Thank you.
[tense music]

[phone ringing]

Mr. Coombs, please.

-This is Phil.

-This is Inspector Spalding of
CSIS.

I need to speak with
your client immediately.

Phil Over phone: I'll pass
on that message, if I can.

-I need to hear his version of
events,

if he expects any help from me,

and I need to hear it from him
firsthand.

-I'll pass on the message.

[tense music]

-We're cash poor right now,
Ron.

We got a ton of dope on
hand, but we're low on cash.

-Start flipping it out, fast.

And give anybody with any
up-front cash a real price
break.

-You sure you want to do that?

I mean, with Jimmy on the run,

I thought we should just lay
low,

just be sitting on the weed
until we find

if that guy Morgan's the
only rat in the organization.

-Did you hear what I just
said?

I need cash flow.

[muffled club music]

[engine rumbling, tires
crunching]

-Everybody's in position.

And go.

-Go!

Move!

Everybody down on the ground!

[tense music]
[shouting]

Get down on the ground now!
[glass shattering]

[club music]

[club music]
-Shut the music off.

[gun cocking]
[club music]

Turn the music off.
[club music]

Turn the fucking music off!

[record scratching]

Thank you.

We have warrants to search and
seize whatever we feel like
tonight,

so everybody just shut
the fuck up and stay put.

-Can I see it?

I'd like to see the warrant,
please.

[blow landing]

[tense music]
[footsteps]

[glass shattering]
[tense music]

[objects clattering]
[tense music]

-You've been in contact?

Ronnie: No.

-When was the last time
you saw or spoke to him?

-That'd be a couple of days
ago.

-Ted: Where was he then?

-Right here in the club.

Ted: You haven't spoken
to him in that time?

-No.

-All right, take him out.

Strip search him.
[tense music]

Bring her in.

What's your name?

-Allison.

Ted: What do you do here?

-I'm a dancer.

-You know Jimmy Reardon?

-We've met.

Ted: When was the last
time you saw or spoke to him?

-I don't know, a couple of
weeks ago.

-Take her out.

Strip search her.
[tense music]

-I object to the strip
searches.

Your warrant is for information

regarding the whereabouts
of James Reardon.

-Maybe somebody has
his number up their ass.

Maybe it's up yours.
[tense music]

-You're Mr. Reardon's
attorney.

Phil: Yeah, that's right.

-Kyle Weathers, FBI,
I believe I spoke to you

in Seattle when Mrs. Reardon was
released.

-That's right.

This is unnecessary, this
is just harassment, okay?

There's nobody here that knows
anything

about where Mr. Reardon is.

He hasn't been in contact with
anyone.

-You haven't spoken to him
lately?

-If I had, that's
client-attorney privilege.

-What you spoke about, I
want to know where he is.

-I have no idea.

Kyle: Is that right?

[tense music]

-Okay, that's illegal, too.

-Drop your pants.

[tense music]

[knocking]

Bob: They just raided the
Chick A Dee.

-I guess it's gonna
be like that for awhile.

Just gonna keep coming
and harassing Ronnie,

trying to hurt the business.

-I heard from Phil earlier.

Says he got a call from your
friend in the spy services.

Said she wants to talk to
you, says she can help.

-What do you think?

-Can't hurt.

Wanna know what she's thinking.

-Okay.

-Phil also says Dante came by
the club,

putting the pressure on Ronnie

to deal with his rat problem.

Says Ronnie's feeling the heat.

-Set me up a meeting with
Ronnie.

I want to see him before I go.

-Kinda risky.

-Gotta see him.

-Okay. Good night.

[somber music]

-Back then, it was
all about the Russians,

before the USSR collapsed.

These days, of course,
it's all about the Chinese.

In awhile, the Americans have
managed

to slide any number of people

into senior ministry positions.

Not so much cloak and dagger
types

as bureaucratic collaborators.

You know, passing along policy
papers,

estimates of oil reserve, the
wheat yield,

economic intel of costs lately,

water, the Northwest Passage
and Arctic sovereignty.

-You make it sound rather
hopeless.

-Nobody seems to care.

-Except you do.

-You can call me
sentimental, if you like.

But I think this country is
worth saving.

What's not already gone on
the auction block, of course.

-There was a ring on this
finger when we first met.

[chuckling]

-Yes.

-It's not that I wouldn't
mind a little distraction,

and you're fairly distracting,

but you have to know I have
a very short attention span

for married men.

[chuckling]

Woman On TV: Enjoy the
hot weather now, because--

Man On TV: Bottom of the
eighth...

Looks like a walk in the
park for the Mariners.

[tense music drowns out TV
announcer]

Got a rain delay that kept
the teams in the dugouts

for an hour and 20 minutes.

That didn't seem--
[clicking]

[tense music]

-You're leaving early in the
morning.

-It's looking that way.

-So chances are I'm never
going to see you again.

-Probably not.

-I can keep a secret.

I can keep my mouth shut.

-Yeah, you said that.

-What about you?
[tense music]

[Man On Television] And at
day two,

Tiger Woods seems to be
shaking off the bad game.

[birds calling]
[melancholy music]

-Hey, John, I'm gonna need
some of that bank cash, pronto.

I'm having some cash flow
problems.

-Yeah, well, there's gonna
be a problem with that, Ronnie.

I've been suspended from the
bank.

[Ronnie Over phone]
What does that mean?

-I failed a drug test, okay?

They put me in rehab.

They're taking my keys.

-Are you fucking kidding me?

John: Look, just relax,
I'll be back in the office

after a short vacation, okay?

-All right, I'm gonna
drop you off at the mall.

Go down to parking level two.

My secretary will be there to
pick you up.

She's driving a white Ford
Mustang.

She's gonna take you to the
plane.

What, what's wrong?

-Our banker just got send into
rehab.

-When does he go in?

-Now, today, right now.

-Well, you're gonna have
to do this bank meeting
with me then.

-What meeting?

-Two of the directors of the
offshore bank you're buying

are flying in for meetings next
week.

-Well, can we time it a little
better?

Jimmy's all over the news.

-I know, but they're flying
in.

They heard all about
it, got a few concerns.

They wanna talk to you about it.

[tense music]

-Ronnie's leaving with the
lawyer.

-Tag him.

And don't get burned.

-Any of that wire we
put in last night working?

-Yeah.

We got Ronnie's office
wired, but he just left.

[buzzing]

-All I'm getting is a
fucking vacuum cleaner.

[tense music]

[phone ringing]

-Yeah.

-Listen, things are working
out pretty good down here.

I took a look at the
ballistics report from the lab.

The bullet we retrieved from the
restaurant that killed my agent

is too damaged to identify any
markings,

and they haven't found
the slug in the alley

that killed the bidder.

-I'm not sure what
you're trying to tell me.

-It means Reardon goes
down for the killing

as long as his gun doesn't show
up.

And you need to make sure
that it doesn't surface.

-All right.

Yeah, yeah, it's good to know.

-You sure you want
to go to school today?

-Uh-huh.

-Well, I'm gonna walk you.

Stella: I can walk myself.

Francine: You can, but you're
not.

-Mrs. Reardon, can we
ask you a few questions?

-Go ahead, I'll catch up.

I want to talk to these guys.

[tense music]

-Have you heard from your
husband?

-You got my daughter on tape!

Give me the tape or I break the
camera!

-Let go!

-Give me the tape!
-Give me the goddamn camera!

[airplane engines roaring]

-Hey.

-Hi.

What's going on?

-Hogarty's in rehab, I
can't get to the money.

I say we ditch the machines, all
right,

we sell'em to Dante, we get
rid of the whole business.

-No, let me call Dante.

I'll back him off.

-You can't call Dante.

He's a Disciple.

They're just waiting for
the chance to take you down.

He's just biding time.

-Well, we gotta hang on.

We need to finish this bank
deal.

Once that's done, then
we're in good shape,

unless you're telling
me you're ready to fold.

-I'm not folding, but
this bank deal ain't done.

I got two directors coming in
next week I gotta deal with.

-I know, let Phil take care
of the bankers, all right?

I need to know that you're
gonna hang in there.

I don't want to walk away
from 20 years of hard work

if I don't know you're gonna
stick.

-They're gonna have to drag
me out of the club by my heels.

-I'm not asking for that.

I don't want to fight,

I want to know if you can
handle another business.

-If we got rid of the
bank machines, I could.

-I'm gonna call Dante,
I'm gonna take care of it.

-Francine's freaking out
again.

Thinks I'm working behind your
back.

Jimmy: She'll be fine.

-Yeah, that's easy for you to
say.

You're gonna be in Costa Rica,
right?

She won't be in your face.

[phone ringing]

Jimmy: You're not looking
at the big picture, Ronnie.

-Okay, this is your girl.

Sure you wanna take it?

-Yeah.

I could use the advice.

Hello.

-I have two very important
questions.

Did you shoot those men?

-No, I never fired a shot.

It was the DEA or the FBI or
whoever,

they were shooting everybody.

-This is the truth?

-Yeah, it was a setup
from start to finish.

They were trying to kill me.

-Do you still have the gun you
had?

Jimmy: Yeah.

-Where did you get it?

-Alex Morgan.

He was my distributor, he gave
me the gun.

-I need to have that weapon
and have it sent to a lab.

-You'll get it today.

[phone beeps]

Give her that.
[tense music]

-All right.

Take it easy.

Maybe I see you down south.

-Okay, time to go.
[tense music]

-Stella!

Stella!

Stella Reardon!

-May I help you?

Francine: I'm Stella
Reardon's mother, who are you?

-I'm the principal.

Stella's in the counselor's
office.

The FBI were here,

and she's been through
quite an experience.

-You let the FBI interrogate
my 13-year-old daughter?

What the hell were you thinking?

-Your mother's here.
[tense music]

[school bell ringing]

-I didn't answer any of their
questions.

[tense music]

-Your informant gave him the
gun.

Were you aware of that?

-Not my informant.

-The DEA's informant.

This was a setup.

Kyle: What else is he saying?

-According to Mr. Reardon,
he never fired his weapon.

-I'd like the opportunity
to speak to him.

-He also stated that
he walked in unarmed

to have a conversation
with and receive some money

owed him by the informant.

The informant directed him to
the washroom

to retrieve a gun
provided by the informant.

When he realized he was being
set up

and attempted to give himself
up,

fired upon, and it's his belief

that it was your intent
all along to kill him.

-Not my intent.

-Well, that's gonna be his
evidence,

and you're gonna have to prove
it wrong

if you're gonna
successfully extradite him.

-How did you contact him?

-I don't believe you've been
entirely forthright with me.

Kyle: I don't believe you're
taking Mr. Reardon's word

over that of a dozen US
government witnesses.

-It's gonna take some other
evidence

to convince me your version is
correct.

Kyle: Such as?

-Such as the gun Mr. Reardon
is alleged to have fired

and evidence that that was the
gun

which was used to kill the
deceased.

Do you have that gun?

-If you have any information

relating to Mr. Reardon's
whereabouts,

such as a cell phone number,

I'd like to have that.

-And I'd like to know
about any activities

that you might engage in
while you're in Canada,

prior to your engaging in them.

Thank you.

[upbeat music]

Mike: What the hell is this,
man?

What happened here?

-Somebody threw a Molotov
through the window last night.

Closing time.

-Who?

-I think it was one of
Dante's boys.

Remember that guy you threw out
the club?

A'ight, so I'm coming down the
alley,

this guy's gunning away,
almost ran me over.

So I run up in the joint.

Place is on fire, man, I
just put everything out

and started cleaning up.

[tense music]

Hey, Mike, I don't think
right now you should be--

Mike!
[tense music]

Ronnie: Now we're in the
paper every goddamn day.

-That's not my problem.

I'm not leaving until you
put me on the phone with him.

Ronnie: He said he was gonna
call ya.

-Oh, fine, then he can call me
here.

[phone ringing]

-Yeah?

-Mike's on his way to Dante's.

One of the guys firebombed
the club last night.

-Well, shit, go after him,
stop him.

-Why didn't you go down to
Seattle and collect the
money instead of Jimmy?

Don't you usually do that?

-Get off it.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, hey, it's Ronnie.

-Hey, Ronnie boy, how ya
doing?

Catch any rats lately?

-One of your boys firebombed
the Two Bit last night,

and now Mike's on his way
over to pay you a visit.

And he's packin'.

-My boys?

I don't think so.

-Yeah, well, Mike thinks so.
[gunshot, glass shattering]

[tires screeching]

Detective Ogawa: To
bury your dead mole.

-You're gonna have to make it
quick.

I've got an appointment.

-I talked to the crown.

They took a look at the
transcript

of the surveillance tape and
sequence of events,

and they're very concerned
about what Mr. Royden is saying

when he suggests it was you who
outed him as a mole.

-And that would be
called idle speculation.

-Nevertheless, he's dead.

And if there's reason to believe

your allegations caused his
death,

the crown could pursue a charge

of criminal negligence against
you.

-None of this is relevant,

because I'm ordering the case
closed.

All evidence seized and then
sealed.

Thank you.

We'll talk later.

[insects buzzing]

Jimmy: Aw, shit, when did
this happen?

-About 20 minutes ago.

Ronnie tried to call Dante to
warn him.

Mike got there, blew out his
windows.

-Okay, Christ.

I gotta take care of this
before Dante retaliates.

I gotta go to town, calm this
down.

-Bad idea, Jim.

Bad idea.

-Call Ronnie, tell him
to open up the basement.

-Open up the basement?

Jimmy: Yep.

Wanna get the boat ready,
we're leaving tonight.

-It's all ready, set to go.

[tense music]

-I think that you're gonna
find

that this gun hasn't been fired
recently.

[tense music]

[keys jingling]
[tense music]

[objects clattering]
[tense music]

[squeaking]
[tense music]

[woman shouting]
[tense music]

[struggling]
[tense music]

-Wrong key, wrong key.
[woman shouting]

-How's it going down there?

-Hang on.

[car door closing]

Tremblay's back.
[tense music]

[club music over computer]

[club music]

-Hey, go talk to Francine.

She's driving me insane.

I'm going to the basement,
get some champagne.

[tense music]

[keys jingling]
[tense music]

-Looks quiet.
[tense music]

There's nobody out there.

-Okay.

All right, you wait here, all
right?

Close this up behind me.

-Yeah.
[tense music]

[slamming]
[tense music]

[thumping]
[tense music]

-Welcome home.

-Yeah.

[Tense music fades up]