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- Previously onThe Border... - Immigration and Customs Security. Stay where you are.

- Get off the side with that! [Mumbling angrily]

- This man is your father? - Pretty much, yeah.

- Pretty much, pretty much. - Darnell Williams.

He'll be the official ICS-CSIC liaison. - Charlotte Bates.

Of Her Majesty's Secret Intelligence Service.

- The DHS has a policy against close and continuing bonds of affection

with foreign nationals.

If my superiors find out I'm screwing a foreigner... - You sound like I'm an Iraqi.

[Background radio conversation]

[Dramatic music]

- Yeah, which movie do you want to go see?

[Breathing nervously]

- Cheer up. Pretty soon you'll be on a nice warm beach.

- Your kid will be looked after. - By who?

Child services? Don't make me laugh.

- Please, drop the bereft father act, okay? You're a drug dealer.

You got caught. And now you're being deported.

[Breathing with difficulty]

- It's gonna be a little while longer, honey, okay?

They only got 3 booths open.

It's like every flight arrived at the same time.

Oh, my God, they just closed another one.

- Can I help you, sir? - 'Scuse me.

- I have a bit of an emergency. - You need a doctor?

- No. No, I just... I need to get through now.

- Can't help you with that now. You'll have to get back in line. - No, listen to me.

- Don't touch me, sir. You need to wait your turn. - I must get through right now!

- [10-60. 10-60. Personnel is required immediately!]

- That's the customs hall. - Make sure he gets on the plane.

Stay back! Get...

[Fighting yells]

Get away from me!

Get off me!

- Stun! Stun! Stun! [Moaning in pain]

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

- [Shooting again] - Stay down, goddammit!

Jesus!

[Background reactions]

Get an ambulance! Get an ambulance now!

- We'll be under intense scrutiny.

We need to prove ICS acted

with appropriate force. Slade.

It's not good.

Tom Kelvin, pronounced DOA at North York General.

Arrived EK Flight 241

from Dubai, in transit from Kandahar Airfield,

- Afghanistan. - What, he's military?

Ex. Did 2 combat rotations.

Received a Medal of Military Valor.

- Discharged 8 months ago. - He's a veteran?

- It gets worse. He stayed in Afghanistan,

worked for an American Security outfit

doing close protection for an NGO.

The Ashti Foundation. Means "Peace" in Kurdish.

- So this guy was a hero and a saint. Perfect.

What the hell got into him?

- We need information: medical history, medications.

- Panic attacks? - Things that raise heart rates.

- Is that still the airport feed?

- Uh-oh.

Oh boy. Danger, Will Robinson.

- This cell phone video taken inside the airport shows

security personnel apparently using excessive force.

Airport authorities are refusing to comment at this time.

So much for containment.

The victim, Tom Kelvin,

was a decorated military veteran of the war in Afghanistan.

My husband was a good man.

[Tearfully]: He loved his family.

[Sniffling]

What am I supposed to tell our little girl?

He was not a violent person.

- There's no way-- - So it's out?

- [Woman still talking] - Slade.

- This has to be a case-- [Turning it off]

Both of you in my office.

- Let's go. - Start with the widow. Go easy.

Slade, I want a full workup on Kelvin. Fast.

[Cell phone ringing]

- Deputy Minister. - Have you seen the news?

- [I'll put a report together.] - Your timing couldn't be worse.

If your man used excessive force--

- If he did, then I'll take appropriate action.

- You should suspend him, at least! Until this blows over.

- Do you want to give me that in writing?

I need that report.

- I'm going to ask you this once.

- Did you cross the line? - No, sir.

The guy had military training. He practically threw me across the room.

- He had a lot of fight in him.

I want a full chronology.

Your perception of events,

why you made the decisions you did.

Thank you.

Hi.

We just heard from the coroner. Autopsy's gonna be in two hours.

- What did you find out about Tom Kelvin?

- Well, he saw plenty of combat.

Served with the Princess Pats out of Edmonton. DND's not giving up much.

I talked to a Colonel Pratt. You know him?

Not the warmest phone voice on the planet.

- See if he'll come in for a face-to-face. - I'm sure he'll be delighted.

Oh, and this is what else I've also got on the Ashti Foundation.

- These people are defenseless.

They're never sure when bombs are gonna come raining down on them in the night.

Destroying their homes. And killing their children.

- Moira Davis. She's amazing.

Works outside the wire, in Taliban-controlled regions.

Front lines, hardcore nation builders.

Trying to put the country back together, one little mud brick at a time.

- Does she have military protection? - She's completely independent.

[Knocking at the door]

- Ms. Kelvin? - What do you want?

- We're with Immigration and Customs Security.

- We need to speak to you. - Screw you.

- Ms. Kelvin, we understand that you're upset. - Upset?

You have no idea what I'm going through.

Why don't you just get the hell away from here!

- It's okay Trish, I got this.

Guys, this isn't appropriate, okay? Give it a couple of days.

[Phone ringing and people talking in the background]

- There's not much law enforcement over there. 12-year-olds are packing AK47s.

- You work in the villages?

- We start by digging wells.

We follow it up with a clinic, build a school.

Problem is

that everywhere we go, these are our neighbors.

- The Taliban. - As far as they're concerned,

- we're no different than soldiers - part of an occupying force.

- So you need private security. - Guys that can blend in.

That know the culture, the people. Guys that don't blink.

Karen, I have to see that before it goes out.

Sorry.

- When Tom Kelvin worked for you were there any issues?

- Any medical or psychological conditions?

- We're asking-- - I know what you're asking.

"Major" Kessler.

- You were in the army? - Yes.

You're doing damage control.

Hoping to put the blame on Tom Kelvin for his own death.

- We're just trying to get at the truth.

- All I can tell you is Tom was good at his job.

Professional, cool under fire.

He knew how to handle stress. [Phone ringing]

Speaking of stress. If you'll excuse me?

Moira Davis.

Oh hi, thanks so much for getting back to me.

- Well, I guess we're dismissed.

[Davis talking in the background]

Thought you quit.

I did.

This guy Kelvin, he won a medal.

Yeah, I heard.

- How does a guy go from being a hero, saving his buddies' lives,

to going nuts at the goddamn airport?

Could've been anything.

Psychotic break, drinks on the plane...

- I've been a cop 25 years. First time I ever killed a guy.

No.

You stunned him. You didn't shoot him.

It was an accident.

- Still, you know, for me,

a life is a life, you know?

- He was an ex-soldier, Canadian Forces.

Employed by an American private security firm

- called Turcott Solutions. - Part of the Turcott Group.

Five years ago, they were patrolling gated communities in Virginia.

Now they're everywhere. Iraq, Afghanistan, Somalia.

- They would have had massive insurance on Kelvin.

Medical records, psychological profiles.

- And you'd like me to get you access.

- Field reports too if you're feeling generous.

I want to know precisely what he was doing over there.

His movements, what he was exposed to. - I'll do what I can.

- Thank you. - Boss?

Uh, Lieutenant Colonel Pratt.

Excuse me.

Good luck.

He's a total hard-ass. Pratt, not Kessler.

Kessler's also a hard-ass.

I'm gonna stop talking about my boss' ass. You know.

Do you, um...

- Special Agent Carver. - Sergeant Jackson. - I got a proposition for you.

- Is it work-related? - I hope not.

Right now I am working.

Sergeant Lepinsky. How are you holding up?

- Oh, I'm fine. Uh, no big deal.

- I saw the footage. You only had one move and you took it.

You were unlucky.

You think? Uh, thanks.

- Looking at Sergeant Kelvin will get you nowhere, Major.

- He was a good soldier. - Why did he leave the army?

- Understand, I didn't know him personally.

I've looked over his service record.

- He took an early discharge. - I wouldn't read anything into that.

- Was there any medical issues?

Colonel Pratt, one of my men is under suspicion.

Tom Kelvin acted in an extreme manner, and I intend to find out why.

- I'd like a copy of his file. - That's not going to happen.

- If the military has any knowledge of a pre-existing--

- Can I give you some advice, Major?

Admit you screwed up.

Take your hits and move on.

You should fire your man.

With the kind of scrutiny you're under here,

I don't see that you have a choice.

- We found loads of diphenoxylate in his bloodstream.

Must've been slamming it back on the plane. - What is that?

- Constipating agent. Check this out.

According to the x-ray, he had 68 of these little guys crammed in there.

- You're kidding me. - Stuffed fuller than a pinata.

All told, about 900 grams of

what I'm guessing is extremely high-grade Afghan Brownstone.

Kelvin was a drug mule?

- That's one way to top up the pension.

Aw, little pellets of heroin.

Look at them, they're like little sea monkeys.

If sea monkeys were dangerously addictive.

- Kelvin's small intestine had ruptured. He would've been in excruciating pain.

- And the stun gun? - Contributing factor only.

- Which means you're off the hook.

- Let's find out if Kelvin was working alone, or part of something bigger. Moose.

We're going to keep this to ourselves.

- You don't want to put out a statement? - I don't want to show our hand.

Media coverage will die down. In the meantime, keep typing. - Okay.

- Now that you're liaison for CSIS, I'm assuming you have access to their intel?

- What do you need? - CSIS has agents on the ground in Kandahar province.

I want to know what they know about Tom Kelvin.

- Can you make that happen? - Let's find out.

- The Turcott Group is run by a couple of big-league

Southern Baptists with plenty of government connections.

- Which means it's impossible to get a warrant.

- Uh-huh.

But look what I found.

Two months ago, a man named Tyler Roy was arrested in Virginia.

Ex-Marine, served in Afghanistan. - Another drug mule.

- Guess who he was working for. - Turcott.

- It's an identical fact pattern.

- Was he convicted? - Jumped bail.

Whereabouts currently unknown. Think we'll be working together on this one.

- Boss? Just took a call from Metro Drug Squad.

They got a perp in the Don Jail, on remand. Wants to talk about Tom Kelvin.

Half a kilo.

- About three, four weeks ago. - You're sure it was Kelvin?

- Uh-huh. - He had any friends with him?

- Why you think we're sitting here?

Army boys, every one.

Could tell by tattoos, how they talked, you know.

- You got some names for us? - How 'bout you get something for me, braw?

We can talk to the Crown.

Make a sentencing recommendation.

- No guarantees. - And we have to like what we hear.

No names. But I got faces.

Up here. My rolodex.

So you find these boys,

and I'm gonna pick them out of your lineup.

So, you guys get busy,

alright?

Let's get this done.

- Ex-soldiers working as drug mules?

- How do you know they're all ex? Some could still be serving.

We don't know how big this is.

- [Cell phone ringing] - A military smuggling ring? No wonder Kessler's tense.

[Ringing again]

Hey, Dad.

- [Oh, hey kiddo. Oh, great, you're there.]

Jeez, I'm a little nervous right here. I gotta ask you something and I...

[Can't believe this. My own kid and I'm nervous. Ha! Ha!]

What's up?

- Well, okay, here's the thing, I'm moving into a new place.

And I got a problem: I got to rent a truck and they won't rent me the truck

unless I got a credit card.

[Gray?]

Uh, yeah, when?

- Tonight. I need it tonight. - No, no, no. Forget it.

- Maybe tomorrow after work. - [Tomorrow's not that great.]

I kind of promised the guy I'd be out of here by the end of the day, you know what I mean?

Jesus, Dad.

- Alright, I'll come by after 6. - [Beautiful. Okay, thank you.] - I gotta go.

- Busy over there, are ya? - Bye, Dad.

That was your father?

You two back in touch?

No.

- You're gonna get me in shit, Mike, you know that?

You're forgetting I've still got 2 years left to serve.

I appreciate this.

- You should talk to Pratt, not me.

- I did. He's no longer returning my phone calls.

Can you blame him?

He hasn't changed.

- Actually, I think he's getting worse.

[Mike chuckling]

Tom Kelvin's service record.

- Looks clean. - It is.

He didn't appear to be using. And there's no mention of anything shady.

But?

I did pick up some chatter.

Word is,

last couple of months, Kelvin had been turning up again.

- On base? - Hanging out with his old friends.

And making friends in the support battalion.

Looking to set up a pipeline?

Could be.

How would he do it?

- Ship it all by UAB? - Or inside deactivated weapons.

They weld the barrel shut. You just have to find a few people on each end to take a bribe.

- You think Kelvin succeeded, that's why Pratt's being Pratt?

- I'll keep my ear to the ground.

Hey, Coop.

- I owe you one. - You should be careful, Mike.

Not a good time to take on the military.

Everyone loves us now. [Dog barking in the background]

- Civilian personnel take commercial airlines out of Kandahar.

And any flight originating in the smack capital of the world

is going to be subject to intense examination.

- Which makes swallowing the stuff the only option. - What's the profit margin?

You're gonna love this.

Kilo of premium H retails in Kandahar City

at 180 bucks.

- Sells for 100,000 in Toronto. - That's wholesale. It'll be double that on the street.

- Buy low, sell high, get higher.

- So Kelvin leaves the military, goes to work for Turcott.

- And gets into the import-export business.

- Hoping to use the military as his pipeline. - There's Darnell.

- Is that-- That's Mahmoud Ali.

What's CSIS doing here?

- We have a briefing. - Since when does CSIS--

- [In a low voice]: Since Darnell is our new liaison.

[Motorist honking in the background]

You've got it really bad, huh?

Carver.

When she's in the room, you can't take your eyes off her. - You're imagining things.

Am I?

Here they come.

- The Ashti Foundation is of particular interest to CSIS.

We know all about them.

- Moira Davis has been spending time in the Wayanad District.

- In the Northeast. - Slade.

- She's been meeting with an elder there named Hamid Khan.

He's the big cheese around there. She's hoping to build a clinic.

Now, Khan's people grow a lot of poppies. And Moira Davis knows that.

Just like every other village,

a, the Taliban don't really give the farmers a choice, and b,

the poppies have raised their standard of living by something like 400%.

Uh, it's 420%, actually,

according to the national mean - I'm just saying.

What Moira Davis doesn't know

is that Hamid Khan is in bed with the Taliban.

He's been refining these poppies himself and moving his product along these supply routes,

across the border and into Pakistan.

That's... possible.

We estimate that Hamid Khan

is responsible for 35% of the region's

number 4-grade heroin.

Can you zoom in?

- That's Tom Kelvin. - Yes, it is.

- And that's Tyler Roy. My Virginia drug mule.

- Well, I guess we just found out where Tom Kelvin sourced his product.

- I want profiles of every person Moira Davis employed in the past year.

And every soldier connected in any way to Tom Kelvin.

Names aren't enough. I want photos, and I want them today.

- This is a classy job we got here.

- There's that guy again, with Trish. He was at her apartment.

I got him.

- Shit. - Oh, man! - [Trish]: Get out!

- Let's get outta here. - My husband is dead!

Can't you just leave us alone?!

We got made. Trish Kelvin.

She was pretty upset.

Wait. Freeze it.

- Who's that guy? - Hang on.

- He was at the apartment. Friend of the family?

- Can you pull up the Turcott website?

You recognize the guy.

There.

Who does that look like to you?

[Siren sounding in the background]

- Oh, for God's sake. Look at this.

- You a collector? [Maggie sighing]

- I'd forgotten how exhausting 8-year-olds can be.

- How's Bayani doing? - Pretty good, I guess.

Considering he's lost everything and he's living in a stranger's house.

- Hmm... [Maggie sighing again]

Trisha Kelvin? [Trisha sighing]

- We're looking for Brian Malek. - He's not here right now.

- We're gonna have to see for ourselves. - We have a warrant.

- It's kind of a lousy time. Can't you do this later?

- I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to come with us, ma'am.

- We need to speak with you. - About my husband.

- Is there someone you can call to take care of your daughter?

- Yeah. - We'll give you a couple of minutes.

Thanks. Excuse me.

- [Speed-dialing beeps] - Put a bulletin out on Brian Malek.

Check the airports. Full alert.

- Is this a joke? [Phone ringing and people talking in the background]

A drug mule?

- Where did he get his-- - Hamid Khan.

I had no idea.

Does the military know about this? - Not yet.

- They're going to tear that village apart. Goddamnit!

If you think Hamid Khan is some kind of drug lord, he's not.

He's just trying to keep his village alive. How do you think it works over there?

- Hamid Khan is not our concern. - Ms. Davis,

Afghan heroin was smuggled into this country

by a man who, until recently, worked for you.

- You have a contract with Turcott Solutions.

- They supply you with bodyguards? - Yes.

- Including Tom Kelvin. - We believe there might be a network.

We're in the process of mapping it.

- We need a list of every person that came to you

from Turcott Solutions.

- Look. We have to keep the Foundation out of this, okay?

Any hint of scandal and donations will dry up.

- We're not suggesting you're involved.

- It's about perception, Major. This could ruin us.

- [Phone ringing and chatter] - We'll do what we can.

- When did you find out what your husband was doing?

Did Brian Malek tell you?

I understand this is difficult,

but we need you to answer these questions.

- [Darnell]: I don't think she knew. - Ms. Kelvin.

Can you tell us where Brian Malek is?

[Crying]

- We should release her. She should be with her kid.

We can put her under surveillance, tap her phones.

[Still crying]

- I gotta sit down, but there was a time I could throw around

80-pound crates like they was nothing - apparently I am gettin' old.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let me see that. - What's wrong?

- You gotta be kidding me. - What?

- I can't believe you kept this. - Are you kiddin' me?

Third period, my son comin' down on that big fat kid, that goalie.

Deke him out, put a move on him, get to your forehand,

wire it, top corner, right up there.

Yeah, what was the name of that kid again?

- Yeah, it was big Gordie Paddock.

- That's right, fat Gordie. He's 14 if he's a day.

But you beat him. You're the one that won it for 'em.

I've never seen a kid that was more proud.

- I was 9, dad. I was proud I happened to get my skates on the right feet.

- Ha! Ha! Ha! [Knocking at the door] Yeah, who is it? Come on in.

- Hey. - Oh, look who it is! - Where can I forward your mail?

- Tell you what, can you do this? Can you just hold on to it for me?

I'll just slide by and pick it up for myself. Okay, chief?

Alright, take care of yourself.

Guy's a total prick.

- No forwarding address? You running away from someone?

- Running? No. God, no. - I don't believe this.

- That ain't it at all. - Dad, I'm not bailing you out from another pissed-off bookie.

- Gray, look, I got tons of cash. I'm happenin'.

[Siren in the background] A flash.

Relax.

I got a new apartment.

It's like a step up for your old dad.

Got a bathtub, air conditioning, everything in there. - Where'd you get this?

- I won it. I hit big on a Leafs game. They filled up early.

- Yeah, how big? - Big. Up there. Four figures.

- You hit for 4 figures. - That's right.

- Where'd you get that kind of stake?

Two weeks ago you were begging me for 50 bucks.

- I know, I know, it surprised the hell out of me.

I guess my credit's not so bad out there as what I thought.

[Siren sounding]

[Soft rock music]

Hey, kid.

Whoever decided

Hobbesian methodology belonged in this course must have been on crack.

Good day?

Nasty, brutish and short.

Oh, there was

an interesting message on your voicemail.

Let me play it for you.

[Charlotte]: Hello, Michael.

Are you alone right now? Are you naked?

Because I certainly am.

- You went into my voicemail? - Our voicemail.

- Well, it's time for a second line.

- So, tell me about your English lady friend.

Her name's Charlotte.

And how did you two meet?

Oh, I'm sorry, is that information classified?

- Would you like pizza or Thai for dinner?

[Music in the background]

What is it?

- She won't speak to anyone but you.

- Ms. Kelvin? - Are you the officer in charge here?

- Major Mike Kessler. Would you like to step into my office? - No.

This is for you.

It's blood money.

- I don't understand. - Brian Malek brought it to me,

"to help me through a difficult time."

He actually said that.

And I don't want it.

All I want is my husband back.

Ms. Kelvin.

Do you know where we can find Brian Malek?

The Maxine Inn on Lakeshore.

- Uh, pardon me, Mrs. Kelvin--

No. No. You leave me alone.

Let her go.

- I just felt like I should say something. - Wouldn't help.

- Woman lost her husband. Kid lost her father.

- You didn't do anything wrong, Moose.

- I know that. I just feel bad, you know.

Yeah.

- So I left you a message last night.

You left me 2 messages.

- So you got 'em? - Uh-huh.

- Well, the reason I was phoning--

- Is it after 9pm yet? Because if it isn't,

I'm still on the clock.

You'll talk to me after 9?

Or not.

[Door closing outside] He's out.

- We got eyes on Malek. [Electronic noises]

Pulling out now.

Slade: [Copy that.]

What's their location?

- Riverside. Parking lot. They followed him there from the motel.

- Looks like a meet-and-greet.

- They're not getting out of their cars.

- Can you tell who's in the other vehicle? - No dice.

Could be another dealer.

- Wait for the meeting to break up.

- Um, that'd be right now.

[We have 2 options here.]

- Let Malek go. Soon as he's clear, grab the other vehicle.

- [Treat as armed and dangerous.] - Roger that.

- ICS! Step out of the vehicle! - Get out of the car!

- [Gray]: Suspect is Moira Davis.

I understand how this looks.

- I wasn't entirely honest before. - About?

- Turcott Solutions is our largest corporate donor.

Over 600 grand a year.

No strings attached, except one.

- You have to employ their people.

It's unethical,

but it's a lot of money and does a tremendous amount of good.

I had no idea they were using me to smuggle drugs.

- So why were you meeting with Brian Malek?

- I was angry. I believe in attacking a problem straight on.

I was confronting Brian. I feel sick about this.

- We're going to be asking you some questions.

It might take some time.

How's it going

on the Ashti Foundation's financial statements?

- I've got W-9s, SS-4s,

charitable receipts...

- Do a search on Turcott Solutions.

There.

- Special Agent Carver. I need a background check.

Moira Davis, Ashti Foundation.

That's Alpha Sierra Hotel Tango India.

- Tell us about the donations from Turcott.

They're basically mercenaries.

They have an ongoing optics problem. It helps them look virtuous.

- A $900,000 donation in January.

Another 80,000 the previous October.

- Are those "my" financial statements?

- There are several large cash withdrawals. All in American funds.

- Am I under investigation? I've done nothing illegal.

- I told you, I had no idea-- - We're being thorough. It's our job.

- It's a cash economy over there.

I have 7 projects, all employing local people,

none of whom have bank accounts, plus, I have to bribe 3 different levels of government

just to get permission to cross the road.

- [Knocking at the door] - Major? - Excuse me.

- I just got off the phone with Washington.

The CIA has a file on Moira Davis. - What's in it?

- They're tracking the movement of cash in Southeast Afghanistan

- because where there's money... - There's heroin.

- Everywhere the Ashti Foundation sets up shop,

- the money starts flowing. - How fast?

- In some villages, they say she's raised the quality of living by over 400%.

- [Slade knocking once] - Hey, uh,

I only took what could best be described as

a cursory tiptoe through her accounts.

- And? - Nothing adds up.

Expenditures versus income.

She's spending more than twice as much as she's pulling in.

- Run the numbers again. Thank you, Agent Carver. - You're welcome.

[Dialing beeps]

- Major, how much longer do I have to be here?

- You lied on your financial statements. You have income you're not declaring.

Substantial income.

- You're mistaken. - We've been through your records.

- Some of our donors, they prefer to remain anonymous.

- There would still be a paper trail.

- Major, do you have any idea how complicated it is--

- Where is the money coming from?

- Are you accusing me of fraud? - I wish it was fraud.

We're investigating you for the conspiracy to traffic in heroin.

- Are you out of your mind?

How can you even suggest that I...

- We have a warrant to conduct a forensic audit.

Then we'll be laying charges.

Ms. Davis, please.

Tell me the truth.

We do good work.

Essential work.

If I give you what you need,

can you keep the Foundation out of it?

Children's lives are at stake.

I can try.

I discovered Kelvin's...

whatever, his stash, by accident.

I confronted him about it.

He told me Turcott was involved, so...

we struck a deal.

I agreed not to expose what they were doing. In return...

they donated 40% of the profits.

To our projects. Our work.

[Layla]: Hello, Brian.

Malek's back at the Maxine.

- Let's go get him. - Tell them to sit on the room. If Malek leaves, grab him.

Agent Carver and I are on our way.

[Gray]: Who's this now?

He's headed for the room.

- Looks like Malek has some company.

- Uh-oh. Maggie? - Yeah.

- Remember our friend the bail-jumping

- Virginia drug mule? - What about him?

- Guess who just came through Pearson? Hit passport control 45 minutes ago.

- Tyler Roy. - Hey, boss?

- That's Tyler Roy. - Let's go.

- ICS! Stop where you are! - Show me your hands!

[Gunfire]

[Car tires squealing]

- How many inside? - Tyler Roy and Malek are confirmed.

- And at least one other gunman. - Stay down and wait for backup.

- Don't shoot! I'm unarmed!

- Malek, put your hands behind your head. - Do it now!

Come to the car.

- My guy saw your car pull up, and he panicked.

I talked to him. He's under control now.

[Gunfire]

[Layla]: Down!

[Gunfire]

- We got a runner - 2nd floor!

I got him! Carver, with me!

- Other stairwell! - I'm on it!

[Gunfire]

- I have him! [Gunshot]

[Gunshots]

- You make the collar, and I'm stuck with the paperwork.

Okay.

Brian Malek was apprehended at the Maxine Inn.

With another mule: Tyler Roy.

You're going to be charged with importing narcotics.

And the Foundation?

- Will be investigated. - You said you'd protect it.

I said I'd try.

Medical care for 7 villages.

The education of hundreds of girls. - Ms. Davis.

- Clean water. Do you know what a difference clean water makes to these people?

You broke the law.

- Come on! You of all people should understand.

Are you telling me you never got your hands dirty?

- You were trafficking in heroin!

That's bullshit!

Addicts are gonna get this from a thousand other sources.

The only difference is that now,

because of you,

the money's not gonna save lives,

or give hope.

It's just gonna line some vicious scumbag's pocket.

- We'll be taking you to Metro Detention Center to await trial.

You might want to notify your lawyer.

[Sighing]

- I have orders to escort Brian Malek to the border.

- Who's taking custody? - Treasury.

- Looks like Turcott Solution's been on the phone to Washington.

Cashing in some political favors. - What do you mean?

- He's gonna be charged with what?

Failure to pay taxes?

Receiving illegal funds? Two years, out in one.

- No, that's cynical. - That's realistic.

- They're serious about this guy.

They're going to use him to land some bigger fish.

I hope you're right.

[Engine starting]

Hey.

- Nice work out there. - Yeah, you too.

- We make a pretty good team.

- So you're not pissed about doing the paperwork? - It won't take me that long.

Should be done around 9ish?

'Bout the same time you're back.

[Short laugh]

[Background song and soft guitar melody]

[Knocking at the door]

Hang on.

♪♪♪

- I thought maybe you should have this.

Please.

- Yeah. 'Cause a Grade-3 hockey trophy's a real chick magnet.

- You got someone in there with ya? Is that what's goin' on?

- Uh no, no. Not really. - No?

Well, what is a good-lookin' guy like you doin' all by himself on a Friday night?

- Is there something you want here, Dad?

- You still drink bourbon? - Why, you got some?

- I was kinda hoping you would. Well, what's happening here?

Am I gonna stand in the hall or are you gonna invite me in?

Come on.

- Good-looking, huh?

Hey. You get it from me.

You're working late.

- Some sleeping dogs just won't lie.

Turcott Solution's website. Updated 2 hours ago.

They just won a contract

to provide additional security along the Canadian border.

Look who they hired to run it.

Mannering.

[Sighing]