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(INDISTINCT CHATTERING OVER RADIO)

You want to tell my mother I got raped or should I?

Just everybody stay calm.

MAN: Who is this guy? Just count it again.

I'm the guy that's gonna get us out of here. Bullshit!

Just take the money. It's a good deal.

(ALL SHOUTING) Put the gun down!

Get the gun out my face! I swear to God!

Our shipment to you was good to the last gram!

Then take the money. Just take the money.

Let's just take the deal, Hickey. It's only $50,000 light.

What?

(GASPING)

Now you got one less cut. Your mama will be so proud.

So we're good, are we not?

Yeah. We're good.

That mess is yours.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Go! Go, go, go, go, go!

What the hell? Did you bring the whole office?

(GROANS)

You shot me.

Yeah, I shot you.

Twice!

Hey. You ever short me again, I will hunt you down.

"Come on, Hick. It's only $50,000 short."

Hickey did the count. You were outside.

So, how the hell could you know how much we were light

unless you were FBI?

I shot you in the vest, son, to keep you from getting killed.

Maybe next time I don't.

Breathe shallow. It won't hurt so bad. Now get in the car.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYING)

So, when do we get our new case?

You seriously compromised us back there.

Our lives depend on our ability to convince someone that we are who we say we are.

I did all those exercises at Quantico.

And that's the difference between training and tradecraft.

I get it. I understand FBI procedure.

See the guy on the left end of the bar, talking to the bartender?

You're a counselor at a rehab clinic

and you've got to get him to come in for treatment.

You're kidding. And it's absolutely real

and it is not optional.

Leave the beer.

How you doing?

You know, it doesn't have to be this way. See, it's God's will...

Are you God?

(GROANS) ELLIS: No...

Well, when you find God, point him out.

Otherwise, shut the hell up and leave me be. I don't need your 12 steps.

That's funny you mention that.

See, because at my facility, we don't actually do 12 steps.

We do 24. We double the effort for a cure.

You can't beat that for drying out, right?

Cure me of what, you little shit? (GROANS) Oh!

Huh? Oh, my ribs!

(COUGHING) You ain't talking so much now, are you?

Tell me what's wrong with me.

Huh? My ribs...

You little shit. My bad.

Hey. Hey, hey, big guy. Don't hurt the little fella.

It's his first barbecue. He's new at this.

You stay out of this.

I tried. Try again.

Tell me what's wrong with me, huh? Am I on the naughty list?

(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

I'll see you in the car. You son of a...

In the car. Thanks, man.

(ELLIS COUGHING)

Just in case.

What's your problem?

You never present in the real world. Never!

You measure, you think, then you react.

When having this thing feels like it's burning a hole in your pocket,

then maybe you're beginning to know the job of an undercover FBI agent.

Get your shit together.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

It's cold and you're late.

The world doesn't revolve around you, old friend.

Yeah? Then who does it revolve around?

How long do you think this kid will last, huh?

Goodbye, Conrad.

(LAUGHS)

Hey, enjoy your new case file.

You're early.

Excuse me?

I just noticed that you're leaving early today.

How would you know that?

You see, I live below you.

I hear your door. You tend to leave at the same time every morning.

Yeah, well, I've had to add a half-hour to my commute

because I keep getting lost, so...

Yeah, this city has a funny way of turning people around.

You'll get used to it.

I'm Rose.

Ellis Dove.

Well, you should probably go. Somebody's coffee's getting cold.

It's actually for you.

Should I be worried right now? Are you some sort of a stalker?

No, I'm just...

I'm very observant when things interest me.

Let's start with a drink. Tonight. Ernie's. 8:00?

Yeah, okay.

Bye.

BARKER: What, no coffee for me?

If I'd have known you'd be breaking and entering,

I would have got you your little non-fat latte.

"Missouri Federal Prison, Wankantu."

You're not interested?

My brother's doing 12 for man two.

Yeah, that we both know.

But my guess is this is a courtesy call from the parole board,

an actual invitation to stand up for your brother and speak on his behalf,

yet it is sealed and stuck in a junk-mail drawer.

Again, I ask you. You're really not interested?

It's complicated.

Yeah, it is, isn't it?

I need this envelope delivered to that exact address

at 1400 sharp, you got it?

What is it?

It's an envelope.

Guy on the left, Michael Cooley.

He's an arms dealer, distributor, the whole nine yards.

But he's only the trampoline to this guy.

Nikolai Panko is a shopaholic for heavy artillery and he's our target.

And presently, he is jonesing for a surface-to-air launcher.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I got to take this. Could you wait in the hall?

It's my apartment.

BARKER: You tell him to get his butt over there in person and I will make this go away.

Do it.

Get dressed. We're going shopping.

No way. The Field Office?

Can you think of a place that has a better stash than the FBI?

So, park the car and meet me on the 23rd floor.

What am I, a valet?

(MUTTERING)

Shouldn't we be on seven, Request and Compliance?

If we went through proper FBI channels to get an RPG,

minimum six months. Let's go.

Yo. No!

We're here for a certain evidentiary surface-to-air launcher

and its accompanying ammo.

You're a certified nut-job, aren't you?

Just check your daily R and C database, Petransky.

You'll see we're on the books.

Sure you are.

You see that?

That's a defense intelligence blade drive.

It's the absolute Bible of all foreign operations.

It's what people die for.

It's got the names of every undercover agent around the world.

Probably inputted that request yourself this morning.

(CHUCKLES) Now, why would you say such a thing?

We're finished.

Petransky. Without the launch cards, it's nothing but a vibrator without batteries.

I ain't authorizing shit.

Go pull the car around.

Just go.

Hey. Those things will kill you.

Don't just stand there. Pop the trunk.

You walked a surface-to-air launcher out of the FBI building?

The real trick is gonna be you getting it back in.

How'd you convince him?

We've all got our secrets.

Well, if we don't have the magic launch card for that RPG,

we don't get invited to the Nikolai party.

So, where are we going?

We're going to have a little chat with this file's CI down by the water.

So, there's your new case profile. Start living it.

Aw! We're brothers.

Obviously a mistake. You're adopted.

Cooley is the guy. He's a two-way distributor. If you're selling or

buying in weapons, you're going through him and no one.

Well, congratulations, clearly you've read your own deposition.

I'm confident I can arrange a meeting with Cooley.

No, we'll pass on that.

I need to know what was not in your statement.

Nothing.

This is a time to be smart, Charlie. He already knows, come on.

I don't know what you want.

I do not have time for this.

Look, I am on your side. Do you hear me? I am on your side.

Do not play me, Charlie.

I will deliver Cooley, I promise.

I don't give a goddamn about Cooley. You tell me something I don't know,

something that's not in the file, or I'll splatter you all over this bench.

Back off!

Talk now, please.

I know this...

I know this guy who used to work nights at the Annapolis Armory.

He lifted a shipment of rocket launchers.

There you go.

(SIGHS) The RPGs got seized.

By the FBI, but he kept something, didn't he?

Didn't he?

The launch cards. He kept the launch cards.

I'm gonna need to meet your friend.

You tell him he found a buyer.

Not exactly Bureau protocol.

Screw Bureau protocol.

So. What, we're self-governing. Is that it?

Ungoverned.

Either way, there's a fine line between who we are

and what we're going after.

There's a line though, right?

Yeah, there's a line, so we know where to cross.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

Hold on.

I've got things to do.

You got 90 minutes on my delivery. Don't be late.

You're just gonna leave me out of here?

Just get that envelope where it needs to go.

I didn't know where else to turn. You know I wouldn't bother you...

It's okay, Lauren.

I'm scared.

For the kids.

What?

They were playing out front. A man approached them and said,

"Tell your father his time is almost up."

When did this happen?

Day before yesterday.

You should have told me then.

Mommy?

I'm hungry. I'll be right in.

Go keep an eye on your brother.

Why didn't you tell me?

He went through all our savings.

Our car was repossessed.

Now, John says he has a plan, a way out of all this.

You tell him to meet me at exactly 3:00.

Charles.

I'll take care of it, Lauren.

CONRAD: I believe that envelope is for me.

So, how's your new partner treating you?

He's a real prick.

Yeah, he is.

It's 3:00, you're still alive. That's a good thing.

You known him long?

I know him well.

As well as anyone can.

He said he handpicked me.

Honestly, I don't have the first damn clue why.

He looks at you and sees himself 20 years ago.

Does that scare you? Huh? Because it should.

I got you some pretzels.

Hey, kid, I wouldn't want anyone else covering my six.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

BARKER: County road 123, number 11.

What?

Go get the launch cards.

And those pretzels? They ain't for you.

I'm... I'm the little guy in all this, for crying out loud.

I stumble onto a piece of information with value...

It's nothing personal. I got to move on that.

You obviously have no idea just how personal it is.

No, I do. I understand now. Now I want to walk away.

The guy had got me boxed in. I don't have a choice.

Everybody's got choices.

So do the right thing for your family.

It didn't work. Just... All right, calm down and listen.

Just stop crying and listen.

Just destroy the files and you're safe.

I love you.

(GUNSHOT)

Hello?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GUN CLICKS)

Whatever you do, don't let that door close.

That thing could kill a whale.

Don't mind Bonnie. She's harmless.

Best security system money can buy.

Jack? Ah! Jake. Right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Charlie told me you was coming. Yeah, you here for my launch cards.

Look, man, if I could just get what I came for and, you know, I'll be on my way.

You a truther or a sheep?

What?

9/11 was a false flag operation, man. Wake up.

A self-inflicted wound to control the masses. You know there was no planes?

All done with holograms and CGI.

Yeah. Man, look, if I can just...

What's your rush, bro?

(COUGHS) No, man. I'm good.

You want to play chicken foot?

Play what?

It's like Russian roulette, but you don't die.

You get that same adrenaline rush,

but the worst that could happen is you get a hole in your foot.

(PUFFING)

(GUN CLICKS)

(WHOOPING)

(LAUGHS)

That's better than busting a nut, man.

Your turn. Come on.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Hey, look, man, your money is there. You see, I got things I got to do, so...

You know, just...

I know what you thinking.

You thinking, "How do I get me them launch cards?"

You'll never find them.

And what you got to do is prove to me you ain't the Man.

So, you either smokin' or you playin'.

Or are you just a sheep?

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

"Every night and every morn

"Some to misery are born

"Every morn and every night

"Some are born to sweet delight

(CLICKS)

"Some are born to sweet delight

"Some are born to endless night."

You like games, huh?

What are the odds I left one in the chamber?

Please, man, please. Please.

Please... Please what? Huh?

Please kill me?

Please save the world from the remainder of my pathetic life?

It's not your lucky day.

It's just the junk, man! It's just the junk talking!

(BREATHING RAPIDLY)

(LAUGHING)

Let's TiVo that and run that ultimate high back.

(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

I need a name.

A known dealer who can get us in a room with a buyer.

Someone big enough to move a rocket launcher.

Caesar, man.

Caesar?

You know, I know people like you.

Their souls are for rent.

Sorry I'm late.

You're not late.

Good.

(SIGHING)

You nervous?

First dates, you know?

This isn't a date. This is a drink.

(LAUGHS)

Just out of curiosity, is there any benefits to the drink over the date?

Very little expectation.

All right.

We don't have to burden each other with our pasts.

Right.

I prefer Dove. Can I call you Dove?

Dove it is.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Can you excuse me for one second? Hello?

BOBBY: (SLURRING) Hey, I don't know if you remember me.

We... We met last night. You said you could help me.

Who is this?

Oh, my name is Bobby. I think... I think I'm ready.

You know, to sober up.

How did you get my number?

You left it on the bar.

What do you do?

You know, another, perhaps less well-known, benefit

to the drink over the date is not having to answer that.

Okay, well, I guess we're just gonna have to go out on a date, Dove.

I guess we will.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS)

You're a busy guy.

You have no idea.

That was my boss.

I'm gonna have to cut this short. I'm so sorry.

Look, I'm having the proverbial day from hell, right?

And the only thing that's gotten me this far was the thought of seeing you.

So this, this was a relief. Thank you.

And I hope you'll let me make it up to you.

Here.

So you don't get lost.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, Ernie's? Same time tomorrow night?

Okay.

BARKER: Hurry up, get in.

Where's the Caddy?

It's in the shop. So, did you get them?

Yeah.

I got something else for you.

And what would that be?

An in to Cooley. A cat named Caesar.

Caesar. He's in the file, genius. We got a meet set with him at 0200.

Who am I?

(CHUCKLES) Charles Barker?

(TIRES SCREECH)

(SOUTHERN ACCENT) My name is Martin McCoy.

I live just two clicks from Tucson,

but I am really from Alabama, if you can't tell.

I run Pop's old business where we file serial numbers onto metal barrels,

and it is shit work.

And my wife Delila is all over my sorry ass

'cause she wants a boat for summers up at Lake Havasu.

Plus, I am hog-tied and saddled with an adopted little brother

who keeps stealing from his own company's till.

(NORMAL VOICE) Who are you?

Now, you may feel like you're drowning, but you're not.

Who can you trust?

You can trust your damn case file and you can trust me.

Now, I need you to take the lead on this.

Can you handle it? Tell me now.

I'm good.

BARKER: Well, just don't screw it up.

We're looking for Caesar.

There's nobody here by that name.

Melvin Anthony. Tell him his 2:00 a.m. is here.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

What up, man? We're here to see Caesar.

You see me or you don't see Caesar.

You got till he finishes level 7, so make it fast.

Let's do it.

What up, dawgs? How y'all doing today?

Got something real cool for you cats.

This little puppy is brought to you by the wonderful folks at Raytheon.

(WHOOPS)

Now, that's an FGM-148 Javelin with prelaunch locked self-guidance.

(LAUGHS)

Who needs a missile launcher?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

In Baghdad, they got missile launchers.

This little baby, this will blow an Abrams tank into...

You feel me?

Come with me. Grandpa, you stay here.

Hey, yo, Caesar. White boy here is looking to move an RPG.

Not interested.

What's up, y'all?

Look, word is that you're the man to talk to about moving this kind of product.

Get your ass up off my couch.

Yeah. Yeah.

Now, who would be stupid enough to tell you something like that?

The FBI, of course. Who else?

I like that.

Now, will someone please stick a gun in this Kramer's face?

Look, man, I'm just trying to conduct a little business here, that's all.

Without the launch cards, you got shit army surplus.

We got the launch cards, man.

You're a funny boy.

(BARKER WHISTLES)

Looky what Grandpa's got.

(LAUGHS)

What the hell you doing, man?

Let's take this puppy for a test drive.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Three, two, one!

Oh! Yeah!

(LAUGHS)

Now, that is funny.

Guess we do have the launch cards, huh, Melvin?

When it rings, pick it up.

And, Caesar, one more thing.

Remind that Cooley cat that the buyer needs to be in the room

because I'm feeling real uneasy about hanging on to this stuff.

We are set.

When they peel the VIN number off of what's left of that Lincoln

who does that get traced back to?

I borrowed it from Petransky.

You borrowed it?

I was gonna give it back.

(LAUGHS)

So. Where are we meeting Cooley?

We aren't meeting Cooley. I'm meeting Cooley.

You're gonna stay by the launcher, which will be with you in the car.

What? But listen.

No matter what happens, you are not to show that launcher to anybody.

(CELL PHONE RINGING) Okay.

You hear what I'm saying? Absolutely nobody.

Okay. Geez.

Yeah? Hey, it's... It's Bobby again.

I really need your help, man.

Why did you give that guy my number?

What guy?

The drunk.

He wants to sober up and he thinks I'd make the perfect sponsor.

So just walk him into Sibley Memorial.

He needs a friend, so just... Just help him.

No, he needs a real friend, or a counselor...

You still don't get it, do you?

My car is just up the block at the Marriott. Fetch it.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Yeah, Lieutenant.

I want you to use your 12-man team.

Position one sniper on the northwest roof, one on the east roof.

And hear this, I need this guy alive.

So, remember what I said.

Yeah, no matter what. I got it.

Okay. Let's do it.

Don't hurt yourself.

How y'all doing today?

Don't take this the wrong way. It's nice to meet you and all that,

but where's my launcher?

It's safe for now.

Where's my buyer?

Safe where?

Right outside in the car.

Well, you know what?

Why don't I just come back when you think you can hold up your end of the deal?

You need to relax. Trust me.

(LAUGHS)

We need to see what you've got.

What I got?

I don't know what you all are talking about.

Show us the launcher.

I think you all got the wrong guy.

Let's everyone be smart now.

Please. Have a seat.

See, I hate it when these meetings take this kind of turn

'cause it's so uncomfortable for everyone.

Look, if my guys like what they see outside, we can move this along.

I'll tell you how we can move it along. I can stop dealing with you

and I can start dealing with the real man in charge.

When the time is right.

The time is now.

So, what do you say, Nikolai?

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

We are here for business, yes?

You tell me.

Unless I see the launcher in the next five minutes,

I'll be leaving here, and you won't.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You understand?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah? Show them the launcher.

Sorry. No can do.

No, no, no, listen. It's okay.

Forget what I told you. Just show them the launcher.

Nope.

I need you to show them the launcher now.

Have they given you the money?

No, they ain't given me the money yet.

Well, then they can't see the product, now, can they?

Son of a bitch!

This kid is so dense!

(LAUGHS)

I'll tell you what. You boys want to see that launcher,

you're gonna have to follow me out 'cause I'm gonna kill my little brother.

Dumbass.

Thank God you're adopted!

What the hell is wrong with you?

You shot me the finger, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Damn straight, I did. If Delila gets a boat,

I want two damn Jet Skis for Lake Havasu.

One for me and one for little Bobby Jr! Easy, cowboy!

We'll talk about this later!

And I want my cut up to 20%!

And one more thing, brother.

You got to stop telling people that I'm adopted.

Deal or no deal?

Deal.

Very nice.

Do you have the... Launch cards?

Now, I got a dozen more where these babies came from.

Are you interested?

I'll take a dozen.

Deal.

AGENT 1: Hands up! AGENT 2: Hands up!

FBI! Freeze! FBI! Get your hands up! Hands! Hands!

Get your hands up! Hands up!

Stop!

(GROANS)

Were you gonna shoot him or slow dance with him?

We presented ourselves as amateurs.

To behave like true professionals would have seemed sketchy.

You fighting with me made things messy,

but it reinforces who we were.

You felt it, didn't you?

(CELL PHONE RINGING) Now you just have to learn to control it. Oh, God.

Who is that, that keeps calling you?

When you work for who we work for and do what we do,

you'll find that there are things in life that you have to protect.

'Cause the beast eats away at you and if you're not careful, the beast will eat it all

and you have nothing. And you are nothing.

You did good today, Ellis.

Agent Dove, lower your weapon.

Ellis, calm down. It's not what you think.

Tell me what I think.

I'm ASAC Stellan Maguire. You're in no danger here.

All these people, we're all part of the same case team.

But I need you to listen carefully to everything I'm about to say

and understand it was done ultimately to protect you.

Your weapons trafficking assignment was a mock-up to help study the case.

What case?

Charles Barker.

We fear Barker's strayed. We're concerned how far.

That's why we teamed you up with him, to see how you'd gel.

Barker handpicked me.

We did, as well.

We need you, Ellis. We need you to help us find the truth, wherever it leads.

What about Nikolai?

He's a genuine arms dealer who now,

thanks to you, is off the streets.

You have any proof?

It's not that simple.

Do you have any proof?

Some.

What's that?

Some.

That's bullshit.

See, Barker, he treats people like they're disposable, right?

He cheats the rules when they don't fit the program.

You know the man has a God complex?

And he's a first-class asshole to work with, but he's not crooked.

He's the best agent I've ever been around.

And bottom line is he gets the job done.

Well, I guess we can all just go home, then.

Shut up, bitch. What, you want another beating, huh?

No one on this train would question Barker's abilities.

You're right. They're unmatched.

However, that's exactly what makes the situation volatile.

What you are is confused. You think so?

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING) Back the hell off!

I had a gun jammed in my face.

I smoked meth in a trailer park with this idiot.

And my own partner, he broke my nose.

So, yeah, I'm a little confused right now.

I think we made a mistake.

Oh. See that?

That's the first rational thing I've heard since I got on this train.

We'll be in touch.

Oh, don't bother.

See, I got a job.

I'm Barker's partner.

Want me to reel him in?

No. Where's he gonna go?

(BEEPING)

Hey! Where is it?

What the hell are you doing? You know what I'm talking about.

You can't be in here!

The money from Nikolai.

Get the hell out of my cage!

Did Barker hand this in?

Get the hell out of here! What do you think you're doing?

Did Barker hand this in?

Yeah! Now, get the hell out of here! I'm calling security!

No. No, no, no, no. I'm sorry, okay? We're cool.

We're cool.

The list of undercover agents. Where's the blade drive?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

This is Petransky. I need security down here right now.

Yeah?

It's 1645, pal. I've arranged it.

What are you talking about?

Your drunk. Sibley Memorial.

Go hold his hand and do not let him down.

(SIGHS)

How can you bear to be in your own skin?

Where are the files? You're my brother.

I told you what he was doing so that you'd help him.

If the people he was negotiating with ever found out about you and the boys,

they wouldn't hesitate to go through you on their way to me.

Your husband just became a hero.

What have I done?

What have I done?

You saved your family. That's what you've done.

Now, where are the files?