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[siren wailing]

[phone dialing]

Jimmy: We need good
intelligence.

[subtle music]

-Ronnie's up early
sweeping the sidewalk.

-Yeah, he's sleeping
at the club these days.

Thanks. You need the paper.

Page six.

-Any news on Reardon?
-SFA.

My guess is he's up country
hiding in an underground bunker.

[subtle music]

-You got Ronnie meeting
with somebody out front now.

-What's up?

-We got raided the other
night.

I think they might have
planted a couple of bugs.

Check it out?
-Sure.

-Start with my office.
-You got it.

[subtle music]

[door knocking]

-Morning.
-Morning.

-Got you a coffee.

-OK, don't buy two
coffees. Just one at a time.

-Sorry. I got them two blocks
away.

-Just, you gotta behave like
you live here alone, right?

That's all.

-Okay.

Do you need anything else?

-Ah ...

No.

-Got you newspapers.

-Okay. Thanks.

[door knocking]

-I'm leaving today.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

-We've got the ballistics
report

on Reardon's gun back from the
lab.

-And?

-This gun didn't kill anybody.

It hasn't been fired recently.

-Reardon could have
cleaned it up in the cell

before he gave it to us.

-There's no firing pin in this
gun.

-No firing pin?

-Correct. See it for yourself.

Full clip, by the way, but no
firing pin.

-Was he given the gun in this
condition?

-You'll have to ask him.

-There's no way he could have
killed anybody with this gun.

-Not with that gun, in that
condition.

-Which means what now?

-Which means somebody didn't
want him

to have a working gun.

-An informant? Who gave it to
him?

-Alex Morgan. This is all we
found.

-Morgan. Morgan was afraid
Reardon was gonna use it on him,

so he gave him a useless gun.

Is that what happened?
-Right.

-Are you saying the informant
deliberately provided the gun

in order to provoke an
armed confrontation?

[expectant music]

-Hey, man, how you doing?
-Good.

-Who's he talking to?

-Don't recognize the voice.

-Any word on Jimmy?
-No, nothing.

-I'm worried maybe some cop or
a citizen

might have shot him already.

-Yeah. You think maybe he's
dead?

-Yeah.

-Shit. Sorry, Ron, that's
heavy.

Ronnie: Maybe he's in Mexico
somewhere.

-Yeah, let's hope so.

-Okay, well...

Take it easy. Let me know if I
can help. -Thanks.

-Sounds like Reardon's gone to
ground.

-Let me know if you
hear anything worthwhile.

-Do the upstairs.
Dressing rooms, everywhere.

[action music]

-Yo, yo!
-Yeah!

-Yo, do you got some time?

I've got the stuff.

-What, is there a fire
in here or something?

-This are firebombers.

-So, what you got?

-A few things you might
be interested in here.

-Yo, these all brand new?
-All new, man.

-What do you want from me?
-All of them?

-Yeah.

-10,000.

-Okay, done.

Come back later and I'll
have all the cash for you.

-Okay.

-Nice doing business with you.

Show the gentleman out.

Thanks.

[active music]

-Where did you say the
informant was being held?

-Seattle General, recovering
from his gunshot wound.

-Get down there, see if
you can get in to see him.

If you can confirm he
deliberately
removed that firing pin,

this whole thing gets turned on
its head.

-Who should I clear it with
States side?

-Nobody.

Better to beg forgiveness
than ask permission.

No one needs to know you're
going, just badge your way in.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Morning.
-Where are you headed?

-Doctor's appointment. Running
late.

[expectant music]

-What's the update?

-No sign of Reardon.

We got a bug up and working in
the Chick-A-Dee office.

His partner Ronnie thinks
he's either dead or in Mexico.

-And where's our FBI
friend this morning?

-Er, he's on his way.

We're going on another
raid. Shake the bushes.

-I need to speak with him.

As I'm sure you know,

I've been promoted to run
the spy service out here,

and I'm recommending you step up

as Acting Head of Organized
Crime,

you'd be taking over all my
duties.

-Wow.

That's ...

That's pretty unexpected. Thank
you.

-We'll go over some details
later.

In the meantime, stay on top of
the FBI.

I don't want Jim Reardon's
blood on my hands, yeah?

-Thank you for the vote of
confidence.

-I need to speak with
Agent Weathers when he lands.

There's something's wrong about
their case against Reardon.

-How so?
-We'll see.

-Just got the one bug in the
office.

Everything else is clean.

-You should go yank it out of
there.

-Sure, no problem.

-Hey.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

What's happening?

-We just found a bug upstairs.

They probably planted
it when they raided us.

I really don't think you
should be staying here.

They're gonna come down on us
again.

-Alright, well I've just got
some stuff

to take care of and then I'm
gone.

You talked to Mike about this
Dante shit?

-I got a call in,
but he ain't returning.

You gotta talk to him,

'cause I sure as hell
can't make him listen.

-You're gonna have to.

You gotta run things now.

Things have changed, you gotta
step up.

Get a meeting with Dante.

Straighten him out before
he goes after Mike.

You've gotta make peace with
Dante.

-All right.

-What about the bank
situation?

-Coombs is gonna come by
and talk to us about it.

-Okay, good. And my travel?

What about the travel?

-He got you a new passport.
-Good, okay. Anything else?

-You gotta get rid
of that girl next door.

Send her away.

-It's done.

[subtle music]

-It's George. What's going on
up there?

-You know, I think
congratulations are in order.

I just got promoted to the head

of the Organized Crime Unit
here.

-Yeah, congratulations.

Is that gonna help us find
Reardon?

-It takes a couple of
hurdles out of my path.

What's the word down there?
-It's not good.

I'm being set up to take the
heat on this,

so it's my career on the line.

-I'm gonna have to call you
back.

-Look, you find Reardon,
you gotta give me a chance

to come up there and set this
straight.

-Yeah, yeah. Call you back in
five.

-You ready to roll?

-Yeah. The inspector wants a
word first.

-What do we know about the
DEA agent George Williams?

-What would you like to know?
-Is he a credible witness?

-I have no reason not
to trust what he says.

-How did the weapon allegedly
used in

in the shooting end up
with Mr. Reardon's hands?

Do you know?

-I believe it says in
the informant's statement

that he supplied it to Mr.
Reardon at Mr. Reardon's
request.

-I'd like to know if that's
true.

-Where is this coming from?

Have you heard a version of
events

other than the witnesses I've
interviewed?

-I'd like to interview
both the DEA agent

and the informant,

see if their statements
support each other's.

-Have you been in contact
with Mr. Reardon himself?

-No, these are questions
being asked to me

by Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

-Alright, I'll see if I can
arrange

those interviews for you.

-I'd appreciate the
cooperation.

-Open the fucking door!

-Is Ronnie here?
-He's here. What happened?

-It's Stella.

-They kicked Stella out of
school.

-Why would they do that?

-Because the school
doesn't want her there.

Everyone's afraid something's
gonna happen at the school

and none of her friends
are allowed to talk

to her anymore because of the
press.

-Shit, Frankie, that's no
good,

but I don't know what I can do
about it.

-You can put me in touch with
Jim.

Stella needs to talk to her
father.

-He's not staying in
touch. What can I do?

-Bullshit! Bullshit!

-Make sure you're
carrying this all the time.

I want you sleeping
with it, man, you know?

I want you ready to use it at
all times.

-What's going on?
-Need to talk to Mike.

-Go see who that it is.

-It's a couple of Disciples.

-Is Mike back there?
-Yeah, he's in the office.

-Incoming police! Don't move!

Don't move!

Police! Stay where you are!
Don't move!

Everybody on the floor!

All your asses on the floor!

-What seems to be the problem,
Officer?

-Move!

-Those two are Disciple
associates, both packing.

-Yeah, it's on the wagon now.

You tell Dante we're
looking for Jimmy Reardon

and we'd appreciate his help
with that.

Tell your boss I'm gonna be
giving him

a call about that, yeah?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

That should stir the shit a
little bit.

Take them outside and let them
go.

-You helped your brother
escape across the border.

-Did we join the United
States last night on this?

'Cause I don't think the FBI
has jurisdiction up here.

-Are you aware your
brother killed two men,

one of them a federal agent?

-I saw the news,

but it's kind of like
watching the weather report,

you can't rely on it.

-He's facing the death
penalty.

You're gonna face the same
judge for helping him out,

which is how it works down
south,

where you and your brother
are gonna be charged.

-Let's go. You're gonna be
charged.

-You're taking orders from the
FBI?

Now I know this is bullshit,
man!

-I'm going to shove you
in the trunk of his car

and he can do whatever the
hell he wants with you!

-This is the infamous
Chick-A-Dee strip club,

headquarters of one
fugitive, Jimmy Reardon,

out of which Reardon is
said to run a drug empire

estimated to be conservatively
worth

$30 to $50 million a year.

Hey, go fuck yourself!
-Get out of here!

-Ronnie's doing an interview.

[door knocking]

-Come on in.

I need a legal opinion.
-All right.

-Here's the scenario.

There's a law-enforcement sting
set up

to capture a drug dealer in the
middle

of a business transaction.

At this transaction an
informant,

at the request of the dealer,

provides the dealer with a gun.

-This is the Reardon
situation. Okay.

-This gun has been disarmed
prior to the informant

giving it to the dealer.

The appearance of the weapon

provokes the drug agents to
draw their weapons and fire,

during which one of the
drug agent is then killed,

in friendly fire.

Is there a case to be
made that the informant

who provided the disarmed weapon

is responsible for the homicides
that subsequently occurred?

-Well, without knowing all the
details,

I believe there might be a
case for culpable homicide

in furtherance of another
felony.

-Write me up an opinion
as soon as you can,

and remember this took place
in an American jurisdiction.

-Okay.

-We got a couple of
guys from the Bahama bank

coming in next week.

I thought we should sit
down, talk about the deal,

see what you're okay with.

You know, I think we should
go ahead with our plans

to buy the bank for obvious
reasons,

but it also offers a safe
offshore haven

to protect your assets
from any kind of seizure

under the Proceed of Crime
legislation.

-Do we know what the bankers
want?

Is the deal in trouble or what?

-No, no. They just wanna make
sure

the deal's gonna go through,

not gonna attract any
unfavorable people.

-You got a good front man in
Hogarty,

it's got good credentials.

-Except Hogarty is
in rehab trying to get

off the nose candy and back to
work.

They suspended him.

-When the fuck did that
happened?

-Yesterday.

-It's okay, okay. He'll be
presentable.

And as long as we show
his face to these guys

as the face of the bank,

I think they'll be fine with it.

-All right. Jesus Christ!

What else?

-What are we gonna do about

all the automatic teller
machines we got?

-We give Dante all the ATMs he
wants.

He can have all of Vancouver,

just as long as he
moves his money offshore

to our bank in the Bahamas.

-Beautiful.

-What else, Phil?

I got a phone call from
your girl over at CSIS.

She needs to talk to you face
to face, says it's urgent.

-If you're asking, I say no.

-She says it's about the gun
in Seattle.

-Let's find out what she
wants.

What about my travel,
got that figured yet?

-Got you an Irish
passport, some credit cards.

It's all coming.

[subtle music]

-I'm looking for patient Alex
Morgan.

-Right over there.

-Inspector Kiniski with the
Vancouver Organized Crime Unit

to interview the witness.

-Hey.

-Inspector Kiniski with the
Vancouver Organized Crime Unit,

here to ask Mr. Morgan
a couple of questions.

Agent Weathers approved it.

-You up for that?

-Yeah.

-It's concerning the weapon
you supplied for Mr. Reardon.

-Agent Weathers?
-Yeah?

-Where did you get that
weapon?

-Hold on a second!
-Don't recall.

-Sure.

Did you check that the
weapon was operational

before giving it
to Mr. Reardon?

-No.

-Were you aware that the
weapon was not functioning,

that it could not be fired?
-No.

-Alright, stop the interview!

-Did your DEA handler give you
that gun?

-I said stop the
interview! Don't answer that!

You, out!

-Yeah.

-Is there a problem?

-Yeah, Agent Weathers
didn't approve this interview.

-Oh, gosh! There must be
some kind of crossed wires.

-You take sugar?
-No.

I need to find Jimmy Reardon.

-You're looking in the
wrong direction asking me.

-There's gonna be a crackdown

coming on you guys sometime
soon.

You might want a friend in your
corner.

-Haven't heard a thing.

-You realized there'd be some
advantages

to your organization after
Reardon was out of the picture?

-I understand what you say,

but I don't have a clue as
to where Jimmy might be.

All I've heard is rumors.

-What sort of rumors?

-That he's dead already
and this whole manhunt

you got going on is all for
sure to cover your own asses.

-Where did you hear that?
-I watch the news.

It looks to me that the DEA
walked Jimmy

right through a shootout.

Either way, dead or alive, Jimmy
Reardon is out of business,

so we're not in the competition
any more.

What's the point of me
helping you find him?

-Like I said, you might
need a friend some time.

-I'll keep that in mind.

-Jim can't meet with you.

He's out of the country already.

I can get a message to him if
you want.

-Alright. I'm giving you
this ballistics report.

That gun you handed over
does not have a firing pin.

It wasn't capable of firing.

-Wow.

-And I think you should
be trying to interview

the informant, hear his version
of events.

He's being held in Seattle
General.

He has some very interesting
things

to say about the situation.

-Thanks for the tip.

-Throw him out of the country!

And no more interviews unless
I'm there!

You running my goddamn
investigation for me now?

-Let's go in my office and
discuss this.

-Maybe you can tell me what's
going on,

because I'm getting the feeling

you're collaborating with the
other side.

-May I remind you that you're
here

at our invitation and I have an
obligation

to also independently
investigate

the charges against Mr. Reardon?

-What's this about the gun?

Are you in contact with Reardon
guy?

-I told you, I've had contact

with Mr. Reardon's previous
lawyer.

-And what's with the gun?
-I've had the gun checked

through our ballistics lab.
-You have the gun?

-I have the gun that
was allegedly provided

by the informant.

-"Allegedly provided by the
informant"?

What does that mean?

-Do you know anything about
guns?

-Just make your point.

-Mr. Reardon was given this
gun

by the informant, Mr. Morgan,
upon his arrival in Seattle

at the request of Mr Reardon.

My inspector interviewed the inf
--

-You should have told me.

That was a bullshit interview.

No court anywhere is gonna
accept that.

-And the informant told
us he received the gun

from Agent Williams,

and that did not take the firing
pin out.

So that leads me to think

that it was Agent Williams who
removed it.

Why would he do that?

-Where did you get this gun?
-From Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

-We don't know of this
the gun Mr. Reardon used.

-But we know that if it is,

he was incapable of
killing anyone with it,

and I would think you'd want
to be able to disprove that

because I have no doubt
Mr. Reardon's lawyer

is going to contest the charges.

-What the hell's going on with
Dante?

-Thanks to get me
across the border, Mike.

-"Thanks to get me
across the border, Mike".

What the fuck is going on with
Dante?

-Same old shit.

He was pushing, so I pushed
back.

He was trying to take advantage.

-You've gotta cool that down.

You can't let him provoke you.

-I know, I know. I
just had to push back.

-Because I'm not gonna be
here, I'll be in Costa Rica.

-Oh, yeah, that's right!

You know, you could run
the ship from there.

We got phones, email.

I can come visit once in a
while.

-Ronnie's gonna be in charge.

-Ronnie?

Who got you across the border,
man,

while Ronnie was shitting his
drawers?

Was Ronnie shitting his
pants, or what, Bob?

-I'm not gonna argue
with you about this.

I need you to set up a
new US distribution arm.

We can't use any of the old
people.

-I'm in charge of
distribution?

-US distribution.

-Maybe ...

Winston?

-Winston?

He's connected?
-Winston? Yeah.

-You get Rene to check him
out before you talk to him.

I need you to keep the
flow going. We need the US.

They're our big market and
we're gonna need cash flow fast.

-Yeah, okay, okay.

So when are you leaving?

-Next couple of days.

-Don't leave without saying
goodbye.

-I won't.

Make sure Lorna leaves, will
you?

-Finally some good news.
-All right.

-I made some calls to the guys
out east.

They're sending us some
cash, about 3.5 mill.

Courier's coming tomorrow.

We could start putting
money into the ATMs again.

-It's all gonna work out.

-Makes a guy think about
retiring.

-Next couple of years,

get this bank deal right,
we'll be able to walk away.

-You gonna see Francine
and Stella before you go?

-Yeah.

-You know, she thinks I
ratted you out to take over.

-It's Francine. What can I
say?

-It's a little annoying.

I didn't tell you, but

Stella got taken out of school.

Some of the teachers
thought it was a good idea.

-I gotta see them before I go.

Can you figure that out?
-Sure.

[car klaxon]

-Lorna.

-Hey, Bob.

-Come on. I'll give
you a ride to the ferry.

-I'm not going to the ferry.

-Yeah, you are. You're
getting out of Jimmy's hair.

-I don't think so!

-Get in the car, Lorna.

-I don't feel like it!

-Look, you're not
going back to the club.

-I'll do whatever I
feel like doing, okay?

[action music]

-I just spoke to the Attorney
General.

He's instructed me to turn over
to the FBI

any information we might have

concerning any confidential
relationship

we have with Mr. Reardon,

and to report any recent
communications we might have had

with him or his legal
representatives.

-Somebody in Washington

obviously is starting
pulling strings in all of us.

-What should I tell him?

-We don't have any kind
of relationship at all

with Mr. Reardon, so
we've nothing to provide.

-Hey, what's going on?

-I interviewed the DEA
informant in Seattle.

He says the DEA set up
Reardon to be gunned down.

This is gonna be big and nasty!

Watch your back.

[door knocking]

-I've asked that Reardon's
lawyer

go to Seattle and get a written
statement from the informant

saying that the gun he gave
Reardon he got from the DEA.

-Good. You'll need
evidence from another source,

otherwise they'll say he's just
a rat.

-Could you run the gun
through the American system?

Maybe we can run it down,

find out where it originally
came from

and how it ended up with the
DEA.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Yeah.

-I'm in Vancouver.

[expectant music]

-I don't think coming
up here was a good idea.

-Reardon's up here and
you're gonna help me find him.

-That's not gonna change
anything.

You fucking doomed.

-This all goes away
if Reardon goes away.

-You're not getting the
picture here.

We have the gun you gave
Reardon.

They know it wasn't operable

when you gave it to the
informant.

Your story that Reardon shot
those two men

is not gonna play.

-Did you say something about
that gun?

-I don't know anything about
that! I wasn't even there!

Your informant, in his
statement,

he said you gave him the gun.

-I don't care what he says.

-Read the writing on the
wall and get yourself a lawyer.

You've a reasonable defense.

Nobody's gonna fault
you for rigging the gun.

You got a good argument,

but you gotta realize the
tide has turned on this.

Mary has this thing between her
teeth

and she not gonna let it go!

-This could all go away

if I can just get a chance at
Reardon.

-Jesus! That's not realistic.

-I can flush him out.

-You know? Do me a favor.

Go to bed and sleep on it.

-You sucked me into this hole

and you're gonna help me climb
out.

I wanna know where Reardon's
family lives.

-I don't have that information
with me.

-I've got notes

of every time you and I
talked about getting Reardon

over the border and I don't
think

we want that coming out, do we?

You find out where his family
lives.

-Excuse me, what
happened to the prisoner

that was in this room?

-He's been moved is all I
know. -Is he still in the
hospital?

-I don't believe so. I
think the Sheriff removed him.

-Do you know where they took
him?

Nurse: No.

-Did they tell you where he
was taken?

-No, they say they don't know.

-I'll see what I can find out.

[door knocking]

-George Williams is in
town. I just spoke with him.

-Why is he up here?

-I think he's come looking for
Reardon.

He seems to be having a serious
breakdown.

-Do you know where he is right
now?

I have to talk to him.

-Yeah, he's in a hotel
downtown.

-A-ha.

-Detective Spalding and I
have a couple of questions.

-What are you drinking?
-Not right now.

-What can I help you with?

-I have a statement from
Morgan

saying you provided him a gun

and you explained the
gun had been disarmed

and that you asked him to
give it to Mr. Reardon.

-That's bullshit.

I lost a man. I'm responsible
for part of what happened,

but I did not give anyone
a gun, rigged or otherwise.

-Do you have any
reason why the informant

would say that you had?

-He's a shit-house rat
trying to get off charges.

He's gonna say whatever
he thinks you wanna hear.

-If the informant was in your
custody

prior to his meeting with Mr.
Reardon,

you would have made sure he
wasn't carrying a weapon?

-He wasn't under my
control the entire time.

I mean, obviously he picked it
up

when he had the opportunity.

-Had he told you Mr. Reardon

had requested him to bring
a gun to the meeting?

-Yeah, and I said "no way".

-Then why would the informant
give Mr. Reardon a gun?

-I guess he didn't
wanna upset Mr. Reardon,

and if he disarmed the gun,

I guess it was so Reardon
couldn't shoot him with it.

You gotta remember this guy
owed Reardon two million.

He was afraid Reardon would
shoot him right at the table.

Look,

I'm trying to be cooperative,
but I lost a man, a friend,

and I'm losing patience with
the way this thing is headed

and resent the implication.

-All right. Thank you.

I've heard enough.

-Go back home, get a good
lawyer. You're gonna need one.

[expectant music]

-Yes.

-I got some seriously bad
news.

The informant just died in the
cells.

He's not gonna be making more
statements.

-I'm sorry, you said what?

-They're saying that he
suffered

a heart attack in the cells.

The statement you have isn't
gonna do it.

-All right. I'll call you
later.

Goodnight.

What do you think now?

-I think you're harboring
Jimmy Reardon,

and if I find out that's
true, your career is over.

-Morning, Inspector.
Congratulations on your
promotion.

-Right. Thanks.

The informant died in
FBI custody last night.

Heart attack.

-That's unfortunate.
-Get the ME's report, yeah?

-This just came in.

The gun in question was
sold from the factory

to a retail outlet in Seattle.

I called the shop, but they
won't tell me

who they sold it to over the
phone.

Want me to go down there?

-Reardon's lawyer might be
there. I'll give him a call.

[still music]

-Ronnie's out sweeping
the sidewalk again.

Tremblay just rolled up.

-The cops just raided
the shipping office.

They're out there not,
turning it upside down,

arresting everybody, looking for
Jimmy.

-Shit. We got a courier going
over there

with three mill in cash.

Get on them on, tell him to stay
away.

-Yeah, he was there
when they got raided.

They got that too.

-They got the cash too?

-Yeah. Been trying to
find out what happened.

[still music]

-Apparently they got
the whole three mill.

-What, we've got another rat
somewhere?

How the hell did they
know when it was coming?

-Bad luck. They were raiding
the yard looking for you.

We need that cash. We gotta
fill the bank machines.

-Call Dante, tell him
to loan us some cash.

-He already knows we're
hurting, Jim.

This is gonna give him an
opening to run right over us.

-Just go see him, explain
to him what's happening.

We need the cash or everything
crashes.

-Francine's gonna
come by the club later.

You okay with that?

-Yeah.

-Hey. You got a minute? It's
important.

-Can we talk later?

'Cause I got a lot of shit
on my plate right now.

-I'm pregnant.

-Wow.

That's the best news I've ever
heard!

You're happy about it, right?

-I don't know.

-All right.

We'll talk in a bit,
okay? I really gotta fly.

-Yeah, it's Phil Coombs
calling.

I just talked to the
guy that sold the gun.

-I was supposed to meet
him downstairs for breakfast.

I can hear the TV's on. It's
unusual.

Maybe I didn't get the right
room.

Have you seen him this morning?

-No. I wouldn't recognize him.

-I tried calling the
room and left a message.

[door knocking]

-Hello.

Mr. Williams?

It's the hotel manager. I
need to get in your room.

My God!

-Go call the police.

Shit!

-I just got off the phone
with Mr. Reardon's lawyer.

He's spoken with the
gun retailer in Seattle

who sold this gun to a ...

Rodney Judd, about a year and a
half ago.

I don't know if you're
familiar with that name?

-No. Should I be?

-Mr. Reardon's lawyer spoke
with Mr. Judd this afternoon

and took a statement.

Mr. Judd's admitted to being

a registered informant with the
DEA.

He also named his DEA handler
for the past two years,

George Williams.

-Are you trying to say that
proves

that Mr. Williams got the gun
from him?

-No, but Mr. Judd's statement

that he gave to Mr. Reardon's
lawyer does.

Second page.

You can see where he says

that he gave the gun to Mr.
Williams

two weeks ago when Mr. Williams

asked him to find him something.

He also swears the gun
was in good working order

when he gave it to him.

[door knocking]

Yes, Ted?

-George Williams committed
suicide last night.

-Thanks for bringing her by.

The Feds were here to see me
asking me where Jimmy was.

They got no clue, so
wherever you're hiding him,

you're doing a good job.

-They took down the
shipyards this morning,

caught one of our couriers with
a bag.

Three million cash.

-Ouch.

-That money was supposed
to service the ATM machines.

Now we're coming up short.

Jimmy wanted me to offer you a
deal.

-He's still pulling the
strings. That's good news.

-You can have all the
bank machines in Vancouver.

-Really? What's the deal?

-We're looking for short-term
cash flow,

keep the machines fed.

-What are we talking about?
-Interim cash,

two million tops.

-I can give it to you 15
points ...

I'm doing it 'cause I like the
deal.

-Okay. We'll take half a mill
at 15.

Then we're gonna need to get to
the table

and work out the rest of the
deal.

-Want me to drop it off?

-No. Let me know, I'll
have somebody pick it up.

-Not the same courier who
got taken down this morning?

-No.

-We've still got to talk about
the rats

you got in your family.

-We're gonna take care of
that.

-I'll have the cash
in a couple of hours.

Give Jimmy my regards.

Best of luck, wherever he is.

-Thanks for the help.

Send me the coroner's report on
Williams.

-Yeah, will do. Take it easy.

-I have some good news for
your client.

The FBI are dropping the
homicide charges.

The other charges are still
pending.

-There you go.

Hey, Stella, will you take over
for me?

-Sure.

-Stay off the hard stuff, will
you?

Hey! Good to see you guys!

Phil, good to see you, man.

Oh, that's beautiful!
Don't burn the house down!

-You know, I was just upset
when I called you those things.

-It's all water under the
bridge.

-So, I've been thinking
about some names ...

[party music]

-Who's this?

-Hey, Bob.

That's Bob's new girlfriend.

-Looks kind of young.

-Yeah?

A little bit.

[people cheering]

-Right! Jimmy! Let's hear it!

[Exotic music]