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Yeah, well, tell it to the worry beads. No one's takin' any chances with you, Jack. You're officially a suspect in the murder of your ex-wife and her husband. Give me your ID, your badge and make sure we know where you are... ...'cause IA is comin' for you. Which one of these did you just piss in? Son of a bitch. Capt., you wanted to see me? Christopher Maynard was with his church group in New York for two weeks. Keep me posted. Accounted for every minute. There's no way he could've done the last two. Cole? You tell me. He was havin' a custody battle with his ex-wife. She didn't want him spendin' too much time with the kids. Listen. When he was in New York... ...the DeMarco killings started two months after he got assigned to Homicide. He moved here eight months ago. Exactly two months after that The Family Man killings start. Maybe we should see what he has to say. What, are you goin' soft on me, Jim? Guy's a weirdo, you said so yourself. Just let Internal Affairs handle it. They're puttin' a case together right now. Stay away from him. He's bad news. I take it something is amiss. What was he doing there? Didn't look like he was after anything specific. Nothing to worry about. Got halfway through the place. Nothing there to connect you to the Roslov woman. I hope not, for your sake. You should've gone through that house days ago. I'm not supposed to be doing cleanup. Where is she? Have you seen her? No, I can't find her. She checked out of the hotel. But this note camejust after you left. "I cannot go with you... "... or ever see you again. - "I love you... my darling. " - That's the last call, Mr. Richard. "God bless you. " - What's happenin'? - What's up? - What the hell you doin' here? - Gotta talk. - Those aren't tears, are they? - No, man. My eyes leak sometimes when I yawn, that's all. - They leak? - Yeah. - They leak. - What do you want? - Let me just- - Wait... I'm fine. What do you want? - I gotta talk to you. - All right, come on. What if there's a serial killer out there... ...he's killin' families, we nickname him "The Family Man. " But there's somebody else out there... ...who has somethin' more sinister goin' on. He has to terminate some targets. So, he kills his targets and their entire families to make himself... ...look like The Family Man. While we're lookin' for a serial killer. When, in fact, there's two of 'em and one of 'em is a pro. - How do you know it's a pro? - 'Cause I know the work of a pro. I found this in Sonya Roslov's house. It's a round trip to Moscow... ...bought and paid for by Deverell Industries. You think Frank Deverell had somethin' to do with this? I do, sir. Sonya Roslov, she was a translator. If Deverell did any business in Russia... ...it makes sense he'd hire someone like that. - What if she was a mule? - Smuggling what? Chemical weapons of some kind. Now that the Wall fell... ...there's a ton of that stuff floatin' around. That would explain the cancer in her body. If you look at who controls that stuff on the black market... ...it's the Russian Mafia. - As in the guys who jumped us. - You got it. So, what connects the Dunleavys to Deverell? I don't know yet, but I know we could find out. You know, they will take my badge if they find out I'm workin' with you. But, my gut tells me you might be right. - I always go with my gut. - Okay. I don't know about you, but I'm gonna go see the rest of this movie. Is it a good movie? You've never seen Casablanca? You're asking me if I've ever seen Casablanca? Have you? You gotta be kidding. Me? Never seen Casablanca? Have you ever seen Casablanca? No. Come on. And of course, Donald survived with everything but his pride intact. I never expected Cole to get this close. I thought you kept better track of your ex-employees. No way to anticipate he'd become this involved. Who is he? Obviously not just a cop. He was a brilliant soldier. West Point, that kind of thing. I found him in Vietnam. Recruited him for a special projects unit. The Program, we called it. He handled a lot of odd jobs for us. - Such as? - Now, Mr. Deverell... ...don't ask about things you don't really want to know. Suffice to say, to the people he hunted for us... ...he was known as "The Glimmer Man. " There'd be nothing but jungle... ...then a glimmer... ...then you'd be dead. Why isn't he still with you? He was booted out of the program in '84. Went native on us. Made up his own assignments. Disappeared... for months. Ended up in Thailand... ...chanting in some temple or other. They say he was saved by a holy man. So many stories about this fella, I don't know which ones are true anymore. - What do we do about him? - Broom him. Time to lose everybody who knows anythin'. And I mean everybody. Johnny's no threat. I beg to differ. He's already spilled to the shrink. The poor boy knows too much. Simple as that. Johnny'll do what I say. Let me put this another way. I have four loose links in this operation: Two cops, you, and the boy. Three of you have to go. You can choose which three. You'll have to do it yourself. Frank, I'll take care of Johnny. Who's gonna take care of Cole and Campbell? I'll put Donald on the others right away. That's the spirit. Now, come on in. The water's fine. Shit! Take the kids upstairs. - John Cole? - Yes. Miller and Russo from Internal Affairs. We have a warrant for your arrest. Do you want to take a minute to gather a few things? No, that's perfectly all right. I'm ready to go. Coldest winter I can remember in LA. Wettest, too. They got you, too. No, I bought all this shit after the riots. It means we're close, man, we're close. Do I look like I give a shit? You better give a shit, 'cause they ain't gonna stop till they get us both. Does this say, "deer antler"? Give me that. - It was a free sample. - There's a whole case over here. Just stay out of my shit. Can I just take this moment to tell you how moved I am deeply? Yeah, well, that makes one of us. I found somethin' on your ex-wife's phone records. Someone called the house the night she was killed. They called six times, only talked about 10 or 15 seconds each time. You got a number or somethin'? Could I take those CDs? They look like I could still use them. Got it. Come on. Could I ask you somethin'? Did you actually live in this shitbox? Man, will you come on? Now, what if this is really our guy? - We'll reason with him. - Right. - What? - Police! I'm Detective Cole, this is Detective Campbell... ...with the Los Angeles Police Department. We'd like to ask you some questions about some calls... ...you may have made to a Dr. Dunleavy. You look like you just came from a riot. Thanks. He looks like he just came from a riot. Yeah, this number's billed to me, but it's my daughter's phone. I know you, don't I? Yeah, you know me. You put my boyfriend through a window. High school, window. I remember now. You're Johnny Deverell's girlfriend, aren't you? So? So, I was just wondering, how long have you known Dr. Dunleavy? I don't know any Dunleavy. You called him the night he was killed. Yeah. Well, it wasn't me. I don't need a shrink. We never said he was a shrink. Okay, I knew him but I didn't call him. I wonder who did? Johnny did. When he got busted with the coke, they made him see a shrink. The shrink was Dunleavy, right? Millie. Let me tell you something, sweetheart, the games are over. I want you to tell me right now... ...why Johnny was making phone calls from this room. He was afraid to call from home. Why? His stepfather. Johnny knew some bad things he was doing. Would you happen to know where we could find this boy? His stepfather put him away at Our Lady Of Angels. You don't think Deverell would kill his own stepson, do you? Right. Dumb question. Let's get out of here. - You all right, Johnny? - Yeah, never been better. Yeah, we need to ask some questions about your stepdad. He's a prick. Yeah, besides that. Did your dad kill Dunleavy? Yeah, I tried to call him, I tried to warn him, I swear to God. We know, we know. It's all right. All right, everybody just relax. Police. Why'd he do it? Okay, he had Donald kill his translator... ...because she knew that my father was smugglin' in some bad shit from Russia. And I found out about it. So, he got all freaked out, and thought I told Dr. Dunleavy. So he had Donald kill him and his wife... ...and made it look like the serial killer did it. Who was helpin' him? Some little guy. Southern accent... - Smith. - Yeah, the government guy. Who's Smith? You're about to find out. Sister, take this boy and keep an eye on him. Don't let anything happen to him. Don't leave him alone. Yes, of course. I'll take care of you, Johnny. Come. See you later, Joe. How you doin'? Jack, what a pleasant surprise- You know, in most states in this country... ...kidnapping is still a no-no. Hell, we don't even do it anymore. Do me a favor. Spare me the drama and... ...tell me a story. What's Deverell smuggling? I have no idea what you're talking about. Really? Goddamn, Jack! What are you doin', man? Deverell's killed four people to hide something, and I want to find out what. You're a fuckin' psycho. I don't know what the hell he's talkin' about. Well, you're a cop! Aren't you gonna help? Okay. But I'm a really bad shot. - Stay out of it. - I'm just tryin' to help. Kill me if you like, you son of a bitch. I still have no idea what you're talkin' about. Jack, I know we've had some harsh words in the past... - I tell you I do not know- - Okay... I need that hand. Jack, I need that hand. You know I will. Right about... All right! Time! Game over! God I miss you, Jack. So many young men today just won't go that extra mile. I miss you too, Smith. Now, what is it? Deverell is smugglin'... ...chemical weapons in from Russia. I made the contacts for him. The deal's being brokered by the Russian Mafia. Would one of you gentlemen mind callin' me an ambulance? So, what's he doin' with this stuff? Deal's bein' done tomorrow. Some welfare hotel downtown. He's sellin' it to a bunch of Serbian freedom fighters. You mean terrorists. Semantics. You say tomato- No, motherfucker, I didn't say, "tomato. " I said, "terrorists. " You work for the government. Why would you, of all people, help Deverell? To get rich, son. To get rich, why else? You got that? Yeah, I got that. Well, aren't you the grown-up spy? What do you want? I want you and your friends to leave me alone. Forget that I exist. I already have. Don't make me come back and kill you. - I won't. - Good. Gentlemen, we must not forget the little matter... - ... of the ambulance. - I only shot you in one foot. Hobble to a hospital. Well, safe to assume, folks, that the rainiest winter in memory is over. Sunny and dry weather for tomorrow and for the entire five-day period. Everything we could hope for in this part of the country... Deverell is smugglin' chemical weapons in from Russia. The deal's bein' brokered by the Russian Mafia. - Who is this? - So, how's that, asshole? I know you're friends with everyone from the postman to the President... ...but no one will touch you with a ten-foot pole... ...when this shit gets out. Understand? Detective Cole. You are persistent, I'll give you that. Looks like I got somethin' you want, you got somethin' I want. - What might that be? - Donald. Donald's your triggerman, isn't he? I'm listening. I want him, not you. Deliver him to me with a nice bow and the murder weapon. I'll take it from there. You take the tape... my name gets clean... your name stays clean. Everybody's happy, how's that? Done. Why don't you meet me tomorrow? I'm doing a little business at a place called the Ovington Arms, downtown. Apartment D-14. Would 10:00 be good for you? Why does this gotta be so complicated? This isn't complicated. It's nothing but a game. Reminds me of an old Persian tactician... ...trying to teach his young troops strategy. That, later on, came to be known as chess. So, we're gonna bore 'em to death now? Young warriors used to like to fight head-on. Old warriors like to wait... ...let their opponents expose the board, work themselves into a corner... Time to go. Sun Tzu, The Art of War. Sun Tzu. Just keeps gettin' stranger. Donald's your triggerman, isn't he? I'm listening. I want him, not you. Deliver him to me with a nice bow and the murder weapon. I'll take it from there. Take the tape... my name gets clean... ...your name stays clean. Everybody's happy, how's that? Done. Guess your ass just got sold down the river, shithead. This won't take long. Just a quick pick up. I'm sure it won't. Shabby, but chic. Either we're a little early... ...or our hosts are a little late. What the hell is going on, Donald? You tell me. You think you're gonna hand me over to Cole. Bad move, fruitcake. I don't know what you're talking about. You'll never get out of here. No, this is my show from now on. Positively Shakespearean. "To be... "... or not to be! " Time to go. Wait. We don't know how many guys are in there. What do you want me to do? Wait till they all kill each other? If the old warriors are patient and... ...all the young warriors, they kill each other and... ...that's how we get to be old. I like that plan too. You listened well. That's what I told you in the bar. I don't know why I don't listen to myself. I'm stupid. Let's just wait. Drop the guns! Police! Put your guns down! Drop that fuckin' gun! Drop the gun now! Drop the gun, boy. Freeze! Just drop it! You, too! Where do you live? - Around the corner. - Well, get your ass around the corner! And take little Whoopi Goldberg with you. Jesus Christ. Showdown on Sesame Street. Big Bird will pop out of one of these doors next. Hi! Out here! Hurry, man! I can't hold on much longer! Oh, God, don't look down. Don't look down. Oh, don't look up. All right, hang on. Yeah. That's a good idea, man. I wouldn't have thought of that. - All right, are you ready? - Ready for what? For this. There's a window, Jack! There's a window! Is that your gun or are you gettin' excited, man? Get off me. Get off. Police business. We're right on out of here. - Can you make it down to the lobby? - Yeah, I'll be all right. The elevator was broken. Has anybody ever told you you're a real pain in the ass? All the time. You're not gonna have to hear it anymore. I'm gonna take care of you like I took care of your ex-wife. Here we are. When you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror... ...I think you're probably happy... ...pleased at what you see. And that disturbs me. So, I'm gonna take it on as my responsibility... ...to make sure that you never get to look in the mirror again. I woke up happy, I'm going to bed happy 'cause you're gonna be dead. Take your best shot. No, I said, "Best shot. " Boring. Is that the best you got, boy? If that's the best you got, I'm just gonna have to kill you. Is that all you got? You don't look like you're gonna be wakin' up happy now. Hey, Capt. You're looking a little rough there, Campbell. Yeah, well, they say I'm gonna make it. Guess I owe you an apology, Jack. God, wouldn't that be nice? Well, you're not gonna get it. But I do owe it to you. Do me a favor, tell my wife I'm alive and well. You got it. Feel better, kid. Yeah. Say, Jack. How about we not talk for a couple of days? Somethin' I said? It's just that ever since you started bein' my partner... ...I've been beat up, blown up... ...shot, kicked out a window... ...all my worldly possessions burnt to a crisp. Basically, I'm homeless. Not one good thing has happened since I met you. You got to try powdered deer penis. That should count for something. Don't call me, Jack. Don't leave me a message. Don't fax me. If I see a bird on my window with a message on its foot... ...I'm throwin' him back out. Don't send flowers. Forget you know me, Jack!
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