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You people are just so naiïve.

- Previously onThe Border... - You were naiïve once.

It looked good on you.

- No job. No rent. No place to live.

- You can live with me, right? - You are friggin' awesome!

- Come on, Layla, you haven't been fine since you shot that kid in the woods.

- Are you complaining about how I'm doing my job?

- You're deliberately trying to humiliate your own government.

- Just CSIS. - It's the same thing!

- In the current climate a man like Mannering is invaluable.

A man of no conscience.

[Boat horn]

[Talking in foreign language]

- Can you confirm a visual on our matchmaker?

- [Talking in foreign language] - No he has to be in the car.

- We don't move 'til we're sure we got the headliner. Copy?

- Gray! Now or never. - Alright move! Move! Move!

- [Police sirens] - Immigration! Stop where you are!

- Immigration and Customs Security! Hands up!

- Immigration Customs Security. Step out of the vehicle.

[Talks in foreign language]

Hey!

- He's not in the car. Get on your radio.

Stay!

You got him?

- No, he wasn't there, but Gray go his guy.

Where is he?

- Not here. He must have been tipped off.

[Cell phone rings]

Answer it.

- Hi hao. - [Change of plan. Stand by.]

Was that Mannering?

We're good to go.

♪♪♪

- Layla: [Is there a CSIS op we don't know about?]

[You sure it was Mannering?]

Yeah. We both heard him.

- And no sign of Lo Hok-Yin?

- [Our Intel was solid; someone tipped him.]

- Get what you can out of the illegals. I'll talk to Mannering.

Jesus.

- Two weeks in a box with 25 people and one toilet.

It's okay. It's okay.

We're not going to hurt you.

Tell them it's okay. We're not going to hurt them.

[Translating]

What's the going rate of passage now?

35, 40 grand a head?

- You're looking at a million dollars here.

- Just cargo to Lo Hok-Yin.

[Talking in foreign language]

Please exit the container. We have water for you outside.

[Translating]

Does he need help outside?

[Talking in foreign language]

He is dead.

You missed him.

He wasn't there.

- You said you were going to catch him at operation.

We could've drawn him south.

- It was a setback. We're looking into it.

- My superiors aren't big on second chances, Major.

- I want Lo Hok-Yin as much as you do.

- He's number three on my list. Where's he on yours?

- I was there when he let a boatload of illegals drown off the Charlottes.

- I saw what he did to the ones who didn't pay up. Feet amputated.

Cell phones taped to their heads so their families could hear them being tortured.

We'll get him.

- If he knows we're on to him, he'll go to ground.

- Best-case scenario, he runs south.

- Yeah, worst case, he skips the continent.

We won't let that happen.

- Catch him, or flush him my way. I really don't care.

Oh and Major... I need this man.

- Do you have any other identification?

[Translating]

- Who did you pay to bring you here?

[Translating]

- Who put you in that container?

You ever see him?

What about his friends?

Look I want to help you, Li-Zhen. I can't do that if you won't talk to me.

Now who did you talk to in China?

You made a deal with someone. Who was it?

- They took my mother, my sister.

My father knew they'd take me soon.

Who? Dragon Circle?

- The police. - Why?

My family, we are Falun Gong.

In China, this is worse than thief.

We are not human.

We are...

Bugs.

- Kessler: [You're a hard man to reach.] - For some.

- [Are you running something in Vancouver?]

I'm meeting my wife for lunch.

- I have an officer who claims you called an Asian gang member

on his cell in the middle of a raid.

- We may be a dying breed, but I hardly think

I'm the only Canadian left with a Midlands accent.

- What is CSIS doing with Lo Hok-Yin and Dragon Circle?

- Your job is to stem the tide of illegals from washing up on our shore.

Leave national security to us.

- Your father made the deal with the snakehead.

- Yes. - Do you know who he met?

- Did he pay any money? - I pay when I get to Canada.

How much?

Seventy thousand.

- And how were you going to pay that back?

Come here you work that out. You meet someone in Canada

you work off the payments?

I don't know anyone here.

- Prostitution, drug running, you're not going to make that cleaning houses.

Li-Zhen your snakehead is connected to triad.

Now you need our protection.

- Please don't send me back to China.

Please.

- I can help you. But I need you to help me, okay?

Anything you can remember. A name, an address...

- Sergeant Jackson, we've got a lot to get through.

Can we try to keep it moving?

- Call me, Li-Zhen.

Hey, sleepy guy.

- I'm two hours, 37 minutes late for work.

- No, no, no, no, no, no! What, what uh...

- What are you doing? - Uh...

I have a system.

- Random groupings of unrelated objects? That's very systematic.

No That's the "M" zone.

See you got mugs, and a mouse, and magazines.

- It's alphabetical. - Okay.

- I know where everything is. - Coffee?

Should I put it next to the cage and the crackers?

- No that, that's "S". Uh, "S" for um Schroödinger.

- He, uh, he's named for... - Schroödinger's cat.

- Yeah. And those are his-- - Supplements?

- Yeah, see? System works. I gotta go.

- Thought you said time was just a construct.

And, really, if we construct time

- Does it even exist? - Oh!

- Let's make it an even three hours?

- I've got eight minutes to subway platform, I got a three minute wait,

eleven minutes to the stop, if the TTC's running on time--

Ouh!

I just made that.

- Course I could take a cab. Cab shaves seven minutes off the commute.

Ten if traffic's with me.

- Refugee claimants without proper identification

must be detained until their hearings.

Yes, okay.

- Lucky for you, your aunt contacted us.

She's willing to sponsor you.

My aunt?

- We're gonna release you to live with her until your hearing.

Yes. Yes, okay.

Afternoon, Hieronymus.

Yes, it is.

Something come up?

Oh, my God! You got laid. I don't want to know about it.

Kessler needs whatever you can find about a possible

CSIS operation in Vancouver; Lo Hok-Yin and his buddies.

- Who doesn't love quality time with our Dragon Circle friends?

A slice, a dice. I thought that was Gray and Layla's op.

So did we.

- Heard Lo Hok-Yin slipped through the net.

Bad intel?

- He was tipped. ICS is working on it.

- Canadians are like their maple syrup:

Sweet but slow.

Lo is in their jurisdiction.

Kessler can be a pendejo,

but he wants this guy as much as we do.

- Then he won't care if you grab him first.

Do an end run?

If that's what it takes.

Washington wants this guy served for Sunday dinner.

- Sorry, it doesn't work that way.

- I'm looking for Chow Li-Zhen.

- I'm looking for Chow Li-Zhen. - Yeah, I don't blame you.

- Where is she? - Released her to the aunt.

- What aunt? Why didn't you notify me?

The aunt's uh, Jong Lien...

Owns a store in Richmond.

- And Li-Zhen agreed to go with her?

- Sure. Why wouldn't she? - She told me she didn't know anyone here.

- Who are we looking for? - Chinese female.

20 to 24, slim build, no visible scars or tattoos...

- Gorgeous hair, great skin, beautiful smile.

- She was ready to talk, maybe lead us to Lo Hok-Yin.

- Mm-hm.

This is it.

[Chinese television]

Immigration and Customs Security.

I'm looking for this girl, Chow Li-Zhen.

I don't know her.

- Well, someone using your name and identification picked her up from the detention centre.

- I'm not in two places at once.

- You didn't pick up a relative? - Those are not my relatives.

My family works hard, pays taxes.

Those people come live on welfare.

The government should send them back.

- Jong Lien didn't even know the girl. Do you have tape from the detention centre?

- Enough to stretch to the far side of Jupiter and back.

- Just the Li-Zhen footage. [Computer beeping]

- Sent. [Check your phone.]

And if that's not Jong Lien...

You probably want to know who took your girl, right?

[Very few women crack the top ranks in the Dragon Circle.]

But there is this one...

She's a dead ringer for Qiu Yuen, the landlady from Kung Fu Hustle.

There. See?

- [Looks just like her, right?] - Slade, you have a match?

- Li-Zhen's aunt is a snakehead.

- Dragon Circle just walked in and took her.

- Gong Mei-Ha had all the right paperwork. - Someone set this up.

Slade, can you run that Border Security guy? The one who released Li-Zhen.

Argh! CRAP!

- Oh, how quickly romance fades!

- I'm trying to check out this Border Enforcement Officer

Wade Daniels. Access is hinky.

- Hinky? - Somebody's been in his file.

Rooting around and sanitizing

which is seriously wrong, 'cause this guy's just a grunt.

- Leave it with me. I've still got friends in Border Enforcement.

Grr!

- [Cell phone ringing] - Gray Jackson.

- [LI-Zhen]: You help me? They say I pay... [Continues in foreign langue]

- Li-Zhen. Slow down. Slow down. Where are you?

- Slade? We've got an open line. Can you trace a call? - Li-Zhen?

BC. Southwest Fraser Valley.

- Yeah, can you narrow that down a bit? - Way ahead of you.

Pay phone. 672 Lillooet Avenue.

672 Lillooet Avenue.

- Mannering and his boys cost us Lo Hok-Yin.

Your team made two solid arrests and disrupted a major trafficking operation.

[Don't lose sleep over the one that got away.]

- That one was the primary objective.

- You caught two dozen illegals. Major. Call it a day.

[Hangs up]

[Phone rapidly beeping]

- Immigration and Customs Security.

We're looking for this girl.

She made a call from that phone booth ninety-eight minutes ago.

Okay.

- She was right there. What happened to her?

- Sorry. Can't give out information about our guests.

Policy.

- Tell us where she is, or we start kicking in doors.

- Watch me. - They took her upstairs.

213.

[Layla]: Stop, ICS!

Grey!

[Car starts and drives off]

She's alive.

She's gonna be okay.

- Lo Hok-Yin's branching out: sweat shops, drug-running,

prostitution. Now he's taking his pound of flesh literally.

- Think she's paid up now? - Sure, then we ship her back, right?

Doctor's free.

Girl's stabilized.

But I'd like to meet the butcher who popped out her kidney. My 3-year-old could've done better.

- We believe her kidney was removed for sale on the black market.

- I've heard of patients going overseas for a transplant,

but getting takeout, that's a first.

- Know anyone who might've been desperate enough?

- Over 4000 Canadians are waiting for organs.

Every week, five of them die.

I'd say that qualifies as desperate.

- Well, how hard would it be for someone to perform illegal transplants?

- Depends on the organ. Kidneys are fairly straightforward.

Provided the organ's been tissue and blood type matched.

And the patient has access to anti-rejection drugs and decent post-op.

Success rate is fairly high.

- If suddenly someone drops off the donor list and doesn't show up in the obits,

- give us a call. - You're looking for whoever got the girl's kidney.

- Could be others, too. What we're seeing

might be the start of a whole new criminal enterprise.

- Li-Zhen going to be all right?

- Most people get along just fine with one kidney.

- Turns out Wade Daniels had a bit of a coke problem.

- Trust Vancouver to recruit the best and the brightest.

- Actually, he was Peace Bridge.

Instead of checking into rehab, he was transferred to Vancouver.

- Somebody figured he could be squeezed.

- My contact at Border Enforcement thinks

that Wade has a friend at CSIS.

Let's grab this guy

You think one of your friends from Custom Control would've tipped him?

- [Maggie]: Never. [Warning beeping on computer] - [Slade]: Oh this, this is bad.

This, um, this is worse than bad. - What?

- We, we... We've got a Black Hat. I sent Wade's info to Layla

via our secure network and then the next thing, poof, Wade's gone.

- You think someone hacked into ICS? - "Hacked"? No.

Hackers write security and firewall programs,

and drive boxsters and drink matcha lattes. No.

We've got a cracker. A smash and grabber, he's looking for bragging rights.

- Okay, so what's our cracker up to?

- Wade's info was locked up tight. Same with the deets on the port raid.

Someone accessed what's technically inaccessible.

- Who could do that? - Ah, someone with pass codes,

who knows his way around government intelligence systems a spy maybe?

- CSIS? - If he's Mannering's hire,

the Prince of Darkness definitely knows talent.

- Find out how the cracker's getting in. Shut him down.

- [Phone ringing] - Already got my fingers up every orifice.

Ew.

Kessler.

When? Thanks.

- Mannering's in Vancouver. I'm going out there.

Whatever game he's playing, I'm going to put an end to this.

- Asshole's probably halfway to Argentina by now.

- Florida maybe. Wade didn't strike me as the adventurous type.

- I never should have left her alone with him.

- Hey, c'mon, there's no way you could've known.

I mean at least we got Li-Zhen to the hospital, right?

She really got to you.

- It just pisses me off that these guys throw two dozen people in a container,

they chop out their organs and they go home and play with their Xbox 360s.

He'll have another.

- Where are we on Lo Hok-Yin?

- He hasn't surfaced yet. Anything Stateside?

- You think I'd be here? - Maybe he'll flee to China.

- They want him worse than we do.

Half an Olympic stadium collapsed last week. 68 people were killed.

Guess who had the construction contract.

Kept the cash and built it on chopsticks and bubblegum apparently.

- This guy's body count keeps going up.

- Forget murder, human trafficking, extortion.

China wants him on international embarrassment.

- Where you going? - To get Lo Hok-Yin.

- Great! Anything I can do to grease the wheels?

- I've got a couple of other problems to solve with other agencies first.

- CSIS? RCMP? Who's holding us up?

- It's handled. - Ah, really?

You've got a population of what? Twenty people?

How many competing agencies do you need, Major?

- Same as you, enough to justify the bureaucrats' salaries.

- I've made all the arrangements. We can't wait.

- Do you prefer hardware or software?

- That tickles. - Still looking for the leet?

- He's good. - As good as me?

- Seriously. This guy was schooling me all day.

- What do your sources say? - Nothing.

For someone this pro? Guy's a monk.

Bet you I can find him.

- Sally. Please, you're nowhere near this level. Okay?

Wait.

I didn't mean that. Hey I mean,

I mean but... I don't mean you're not...

- Forget about the black hat, okay.

Your level is so high it doesn't have a number, okay.

You're like an eleven.

- You think you're going to get out of this by ripping off Spinal Tap?

- How much more black could my life be without you? Hmm?

The answer is none. None more black.

A Goth's closet

during a blackout when there is a new moon is not this black.

Before you, Sally, I didn't even have a decent "S" zone.

Stop talking.

- You want another round? - I'm good.

- Come on. Club soda going to your head. One more.

I should get some sleep.

Your hair looks good.

Thanks.

- Oh, you don't want to go home now.

- I don't? - No.

What is it I want?

Uh huh.

- I'm sure my mini bar's got a club soda.

Next round's on me?

Good night, Gray.

[Cell phone ringing]

Kessler.

Where are you?

I'm on my way.

Mike Kessler, ICS.

- Heard you were looking for Wade Daniels.

- So did someone else apparently. Any witnesses?

- Janitor found him in a back stairwell in New West

around 5:30 AM.

Coroner figured he'd been dead about six, seven hours.

Death by a thousand cuts.

Must've really pissed off his Dragon pals. Took his tongue.

- Lo Hok-Yin made damn sure Wade didn't talk to us.

- Hey. - Hey.

- You slept through my wake up call.

- Yeah, uh, give me ten minutes. I'll see you downstairs.

Sure. Boss is in town.

Put some pants on.

Who did this to you?

Jong Lien.

That's not her real name.

- Her name's Gong Mei-ha.

She works for Lo Hok-Yin.

You know him?

- I never hear that name... - I think you have.

Before you left China. You made a deal. You promised to pay.

What did you think?

They would just forget their money?

- Who were you supposed to meet when you got here? Who was it?

I don't know.

- I'm not playing games, Li-Zhen.

I can send you back to China before the ink dries on your hospital release.

You understand?

Give me a name. Who was your contact?

No name.

I have numbers.

6237...

57th Avenue.

Please.

I cannot go back.

You say you help me.

I will.

- The girl's been hacked up and you're threatening to deport her?

- It's not a threat. It's a likely outcome.

- She's got a right to claim refugee status.

She's Falun Gong. You know what they'll do to her back in China.

- China's domestic policy is not our concern.

- But you weren't in that container. Anyone who wants to get here

that badly should be allowed to stay.

- If you're struggling with your objectivity, I can relieve you.

- Objectivity? You get word Mannering's out here and you're on the next plane.

Uh, we okay?

Great.

- We've got an address. Let's go.

- Really makes you want to live the West Coast dream.

- Shouldn't we call for backup?

- As long as we have a security breach, we trust no one.

[Knocking]

Immigration and Customs Security.

[Shouting in foreign language]

- [Grey]: Immigration and Customs Security.

[Screaming]

You're hurting me.

This is just the warm up.

- Selling bodies whole, selling them in parts.

- That's covering all the angles.

- So where are we on the security breach? I've got files to input.

- At first I thought it was a directory traversal attack, right?

But my system already disallows HTTP requests for a virtual directory

- I mean that's just basic... - Wait, so are we in the clear?

Yes or no?

- Yes. Mannering's guy was good. Excellent even. But I'm better.

- So did our cracker leave any clues to his identity?

- That's exactly what I was looking for, right?

'Cause their egos are usually massive.

And they can't resist leaving a little tag, a signature...

so that everyone knows how brilliant they are. - So he did?

Not one single gummy print.

If we find him, Kessler should put this guy on the payroll.

Reporting to me, of course. Did I mention I'm still better?

Mannering.

- [Special Agent LaGarda, Homeland Security.]

- Agent LaGarda. I'm just heading into a briefing.

- Sounds like you're in a wind tunnel. Where are you?

- King and Bay? - [Close enough.]

[Let me call you back.]

- What's happening with the Dragon Circle operation in Vancouver?

- You have the wrong agency. I work for CSIS.

Then I have the right man.

- [Well I'm sure Major Kessler at ICS]

will be only too happy to bring you up to speed with his operation.

- [Please, spare me the interagency pissing contest.]

I want Lo Hok-Yin.

- [Well I'm terribly sorry, Agent LaGarda.]

I wish I could be more helpful.

- [Kessler promised to gift-wrap him.]

He couldn't deliver. Well, I need someone who can.

Don't feel like talking?

Maybe we should let you walk.

Let Lo Hok-Yin and his boys find you.

Like they found our officer.

Or maybe I send you back to Shanghai.

We have got you on human trafficking and extortion

not to mention your motel-based businesses.

I wonder what your sentence will be like in China.

Maybe you'd be the one donating the organs.

I hear China encourages their death row inmates to be generous.

No, you don't like that idea either?

There's a third option.

You even think of screwing this up? Don't.

[Layla]: Think she'll blow it?

- All she has to do is flush out Lo Hok-Yin.

Our friend wants fries.

- There he is. Can we move on him? - Look for his cover.

I've got Mannering.

What's the word?

We're losing him here.

- You guys grab Lo Hok-Yin, I'll take Mannering.

- Grey: [Target's heading for lower level.]

This way. Hurry, this way.

- Ouh! - Hey!

- Grey:[Garage. They're going to the parking garage.]

- Stop! Drop your weapon! - [Layla]: Let her go!

- Stay back! I kill her! You see what you do?!

[Grey]: I said: drop it now!

[Talking in a foreign language]

[Gunshots]

This way, come on.

- Grey: [Shots fired! Parking F-1.]

- ICS requests assistance. 10-33. Shots fired. Parking F-1.

Whoa! Layla.

- Lo Hok-Yin shot her.

- We walked into an ambush. He had two bodyguards with him.

I got one.

Are you okay?

Fine.

- [Grey]: ...Eyes out for a late model black Mercedes SUV.

License plate Echo-Romeo-Zulu- zero-three-zero...

- Lo Hok-Yin's went to ground. How's the bodyguard?

- Still in the O.R. - Did he give us anything?

- He saw his boss put down Gong Mei-Ha.

- All the more reason to cooperate.

- What, you want to go with the rack, or should we drag out the iron maiden?

- Slade filled the security hole.

could be Mannering ordered the dig.

- If Mannering's in bed with Lo Hok-Yin...

- I will do whatever it takes to bring them both down.

[Cell phone rings]

- [Kessler.] - I've got a lead on Mannering.

He's probably gone through a whole box of disposable cells,

but he forgot to brief his wife.

[Where is he?]

- Our sources picked up two phone calls off of CSE:

Mrs. Mannering to the Hotel Walbridge, 15th floor, room 147.

- I've got a twenty on Mannering. - Let's go.

- Talk to the bodyguard. I've got this.

- What the hell is it between you guys?

What, did he piss in your cocoa?

Quietly.

- For Christ's sake man, put on a mask.

That's my daughter. Sophie.

I'll be downstairs.

- Dewar's. Water back. - [Barman]: Yes, sir.

The donor was not coerced.

I set her up with a very generous trust fund,

I fast-tracked her residency.

I paid off her debt to Lo Hok-Yin.

You're a saint.

- She escaped a life of poverty and repression.

She has a bright future.

- Who needs all your body parts when you've got cash?

- Look I gave one of my kidneys to Sophie eight years ago and I've been doing just fine.

The kidney, however...

Sophie...

was dying.

Cheung Man was willing.

You've got a daughter for God's sake.

What would you have done?

- I'll let the doctor finish the surgery.

But you're done.

- I had nothing to do with Wade Daniels's death.

- You just gave his killers 70 thousand dollars

and a good reason to shut him up permanently.

Well, you do what you have to.

Give me tonight with Sophie. I want to be here when she wakes up.

Eight A.M. Outside.

And bring Lo Hok-Yin's coordinates.

[Tires screeching]

[Shouting in foreign language]

[Gunshots]

- [Foreign language] - Get out of the car!

Get in there!

I can't pay for hospital.

- Don't worry about it. We got it covered.

- When I get out... - When you're feeling better,

we've got a lawyer for you. She's going to help you with your refugee claim.

- You won't send me back? - It's not up to me.

But you've got a strong case.

And a good lawyer. It's gonna to be okay.

I will see you again?

- I gotta fly back to Toronto today.

Thank you.

How's your daughter?

- She came through with flying colours.

- The RCMP is waiting here to take your statement.

- I've already filed that with the Minister.

It outlines how I posed as a customer

in order to infiltrate Lo Hok-Yin's organization.

- How long do you think that'll hold up once he starts plea-bargaining?

- Ah. Lo Hok-Yin is en route to China.

It seems he had the urge to do a little cross-border shopping.

Homeland Security was very satisfied with the outcome.

And China is so glad to save face,

that it has released two U.S. "cultural attachés"

who were languishing in Drapchi Prison. And a Canadian firm

is going to be named as the "official cell phone provider of the Beijing Olympics."

It's a win-win-... win situation.

- You just broke every law in the book.

Now LaGarda owns you.

Huh.