- Honey, I'm home. - Roger that.
Copy at the boathouse. Right on time.
Faisil, get your butt in here. Harry's inside.
Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. I'm coming.
- Hey, were you born in a barn? - Poorhouse.
All right. You got your fur-coated razor blade there...
and a bunch of guys with guns.
I'm switching to sub-vocal now.
Check, check.
- Check, check. - It's talk radio.
- You're on the air. - Check.
That guard nearest to you is moving away.
He's at the service door. He's inside.
Have you seen Khaled yet?
Yep, there he is.
How come billionaires are always short?
Excuse me.
Thank you.
Colonel! How are you?
- It's so good to see you again. - Yes, it's been a long time.
- Terrific. - Who was that guy?
Could you hold this for a second? Thanks.
You should be crossing the main foyer, heading for the stairs.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
I'm in the library, heading out to the second-floor balcony.
Modem in place. Transmitting now.
Affirmatory.
It's a good hookup.
These are encrypted files. It's going to take me a few minutes.
I got your password.
- Magnificent, isn't it? - Yes, quite.
I thought I knew Khaled's friends, but I don't believe I've met you before.
We haven't met, because I certainly would remember.
Renquist, Harry Renquist.
- Juno Skinner. - Juno Skinner.
Come on!
"Juno Skinner, arts and antiquities dealer...
specializing in ancient Persia."
This is Persian, if I'm not mistaken.
Very good. Sixth century BC, to be exact.
- Do you like the period? - I adore it.
We got a problem. Guards are going apeshit down there.
Acquired most of these pieces for Jamal.
Do you tango?
Tango?
Harry, you do not have time to tango, buddy.
You copy?
Don't be stopping to smell the roses now. You hear me?
- You gotta get out of there. - Yes! Files are unlocked!
Fast Faisil strikes again. I'm in. I'm down, baby.
I got my hand up her dress, and I am going for the gold...
Just copy the goddamn files, okay?
Wow. And I thought this was just gonna be...
another bunch of boring bankers and oil billionaires.
Seconds count. Ditch the bitch.
Unfortunately, I have to leave.
I have a plane to catch.
Well, call me sometime.
My offices are in Rome.
I would like that.
Son of a bitch is with her two minutes, and she's ready to bear his children.
Twinkle toes, what's your exit strategy?
I'm going to walk right out of the front gate.
Ballsy. Stupid, but ballsy.
Sir, may I see your invitation, please?
Sure. Here is my invitation.
Shit. Here we go.
Slight change in plans.
Stay!
We're en route to the lower rendezvous point.
Repeat, back-up rendezvous point!
- Watch it! - It's called ice, and it's slick.
- Harry, do you copy? Whoa! - I got it.
Shit!
Whoops!
Oh, my God!
Whoa! I got it! I got it! I got it!
- There he is! - Shit!
Hi, guys.
That worked good. Right out the old front gate.
Can you lean back a second?
Let's go. We can still make our flight.
All right, that's it for Mr. Renquist. Okay, go.
We got Harry Tasker billfold, Harry Tasker passport, ticket stub.
Hotel bill, Tasker. I got two postcards here from Geneva.
Got some house keys right there...
and I've got a souvenir Swiss snowing village.
- What's that for? - It's for Dana, stupe.
Bring your kid home a gift, the dad thing.
Nice touch.
- Pick me up tomorrow at 8:00. - Will do.
The debriefing is at 1000.
- See you at 8:00. Bye. - Hey, Harry.
Did you forget something?
What a team.
Sleep fast, buddy.
Hi, honey. How was your flight?
- It was fine. - Good.
Brought you a little gift from Switzerland. Snowy village.
Wow. Thanks, Dad.
- I've never had one of these. - You're welcome.
You're late for school. You better get going.
- Don't forget to feed Gizmo. - Okay.
It's pretty lame.
- I'm late. - Yeah, me too.
How'd it go at the convention? Make all the other salesmen jealous?
It was fantastic. You wouldn't believe it.
You should have been there. We were the big hit of the show.
With that new model ordering system, the 680 I told you about...
I can write up an order and immediately...
as soon as the customer's name comes up, you see what his credit line is...
what he has ordered in the past, what discount he has gotten.
- Every little detail. - Sounds great.
It's fantastic. That's why I love the computer business.
Listen, the plumber called.
He says he has to dig under the slab or something that's gonna cost $600.
- That's okay. - It's not okay. It's extortion.
What did you tell him?
I slept with him and he said he'd knock off $100.
That's good thinking. Bye, honey.
Hello!
Boy, I remember the first time I got shot out of a cannon.
- Good morning. Go to school. - Yeah, I am.
Thanks, dear.
Check these out.
Check them out.
Where's the image coming from?
Got a CCD camera and a transmitter in a pack of smokes out there.
It's pretty cool, huh?
What the hell?
Bye, Dad!
- She's ripping you off. - I knew it.
Let's go!
Can't stop! I'm late! Bye, Dad!
God. Shit.
Kids. Ten seconds of joy, 30 years of misery.
I got married three times, but at least I was never dumb enough to have any.
She shouldn't be stealing. I taught her better than that.
You're not her parents anymore, you and Helen.
Her parents are Axl Rose and Madonna.
Five minutes a day you spend with her can't compete with that bombardment.
You're outgunned, Daddy-o.
It's not just because you're a bad parent.
Kids today are ten years ahead of where we were at the same age.
- Morning. - Morning, Mr. Tasker.
- I bet you think she's still a virgin. - Don't be ridiculous.
- She's only... What is she now? - She's 14.
- She's only 14. - Her hormones are going like an alarm.
It's even money she lets that physicist on the bike boink her.
- Not Dana. - "Not Dana."
Denial. It's not just a river in Egypt no more, is it?
She's probably stealing the money to pay for an abortion.
Why don't you open the door?
Or drugs.
Twenty here, 50 there. I figured my wife's boyfriend was taking it.
He takes everything else. There's never a beer in the goddamn fridge.
- Thought you moved out. - I had to move back in.
My lawyer said it'd give me a better shot at getting the house...
during the property settlement, but don't change the subject.
- You still owe me 200 bucks. - Good morning, Janice.
- Good morning. - Identify yourselves to the scanner.
- Harry Tasker, 10024. - Albert Gibson, 34991.
All right, Frances. I don't believe we need you any longer now. Thank you.
Sweet Jesus. You sure screwed the pooch last night, didn't you?
Would you please tell me how I can see this as anything but a total disaster?
"Total" is a strong word.
There are different degrees of totality.
It's a scale, really, with a perfect mission on one end...
and then a total pooch screw on the other, and we're more on this...
Faisil, you're new on Harry's team, aren't you?
Yes.
So what makes you think the slack I cut him in any way translates to you?
Let me show you what we got.
Jamal Khaled. We think he's dirty, so we raid his private financial files.
One hundred million in wire transfers from the Commerce Bank International.
Which is a front for certain countries to finance terrorist activities.
That's why we think something really big is going down.
We know that a week ago four MIRV warheads were smuggled...
out of the former Soviet Republic of Kazakhstan.
We think Khaled's group bought the nukes and is trying to bring them to US soil.
So far this is not blowing my skirt up, gentlemen.
Don't you have anything remotely substantial?
Harry, do you have any hard data?
- Nothing you would call rock-hard. - Actually it's pretty limp, sir.
Then perhaps you better get some...
before somebody parks an automobile in front of the White House...
with a nuclear weapon in the trunk.
It's not like he's saving the world or anything.
He's a sales rep, for Christ's sake.
Whenever I can't sleep, I ask him to tell me about his day.
Six seconds and I'm out.
He acts like he's curing cancer or something.
I guess this means you didn't get away for the weekend after all.
- Harry had to go out of town. - I'm shocked.
Yeah, well, you know Harry.
- What's up? - Check this out.
There's a $2 million disbursement from Khaled to Juno Skinner.
That's right. The babe at the party.
That doesn't mean anything. She buys antiquities for Khaled.
He keeps his antique buys on a completely separate ledger.
This is a little above market rate for the horizontal bop...
even for a total biscuit like her.
I want a complete workup on her.
- Do we know where she is? - Right here in River City.
She lives in Rome, but she does stuff for the Smithsonian.
She has a lot of diplomatic connections, so she has offices here.
I guess it's time to send in a specialist.
- Care to tango? - Yes, I would.
Assholes.
It's all set up. You got a fax machine, ghost phones, all the usual stuff.
You have a suite at the Marquis Hotel under the name of Renquist.
Reality check. Let's go.
My name is Harry Renquist. I own an art consulting firm in San Francisco.
I have an appointment with Miss Skinner.
- Harry! - Hello.
Hello.
I thought I'd see you again. I just didn't know it would be so soon.
- What's the point of waiting? - I agree.
Your clients are looking for something for the lobby of their new headquarters?
They would like to see something very dramatic.
That's a nice piece.
I talked to a number of people, and they all said you're the one to see.
Really? Checking on me.
So what did these people say about me exactly?
That you can read ancient Sanskrit without having to sound out the words...
and other art dealers and archaeologists don't like you very much.
Those wimps.
It's because I use my diplomatic contacts to export cultural treasures...
from countries which tell them to take a hike.
Most of our pieces come from ancient Persia.
Unfortunately, ancient Persia is 20 feet under the sand of Iran, Iraq and Syria.
Not the most popular places lately.
So I've had to become an expert in international diplomacy.
Well, Mr. Renquist?
Do you see anything you like?
Maybe.
Give me a break. I don't think they bugged my tuna sandwich.
She's importing stuff from all over the Mideast.
She could be moving money, guns, anything.
The second you left, we started getting calls to the ghost numbers.
They were checking out the Renquist front.
Let's step up the surveillance and put on two more guys.
Maurizio, I said Saturday, not Tuesday. Saturday.
Miss Skinner, may I have a word with you, please?
Stupid, undisciplined bitch.
It's a good thing you're paying me a lot of money.
Do you realize there are surveillance teams watching this place right now?
Your telephones are almost certainly tapped.
And you were busy laughing and flirting like a whore with this Renquist...
He checked out okay...
We do not tolerate mistakes.
What would you like me to do?
Find out where this Renquist is.
Hello, Tektel Systems. Mr. Tasker's office.
Hi, Charlene? Hi, it's Helen. Is he in?
Harry's in a sales meeting, Mrs. Tasker. Let me try him in there. Hold, please.
Relay, 10024.
It's a patch from Tektel.
It's Helen.
Hello, honey. How are you? What's going on?
Hi. I'm sorry to bother you in the middle of a meeting.
It's just that Dana and I want to make sure you were gonna be home by 8:00.
We're going to a lot of trouble for your big birthday.
We just wanted to make sure that you were gonna be home.
Absolutely. This time you can count on me.
- Promise? - Trust me.
- Great. - Got to go. Bye.
Bye.
- That's disgusting, Dana. - Calm down.
We got a friend. Three cars back on the inside lane.
They've been on us since we left the hotel.
- You mean the station wagon? - Yes.
- You want me to lose them? - No. We need this lead.
Unit Seven?
Seven here.
We need you at the Georgetown Mall in three minutes.
- Copy. We're rolling. - Helen's gonna be pissed.
This is the problem with terrorists.
They're really inconsiderate when it comes to people's schedules.
Pull over here. This is good.
- Okay, testing, one, two, three. - I got you. I got you. I got you.
They're right with us. I make three of them in the car.
- Dickhead. - Blow me.
I got a couple of them getting out of the car and coming after you.
Think I'm blind?
You do look like Ray Charles. So what's the plan?
Just trying to get a closer look at Beavis and Butt-head.
- There's a third one still in the car. - Stay on him.
Hi, Helen. Yeah, it's Gib. Oh, not much.
Listen, Harry forgot something back at the office.
You know Harry.
Yeah, Gib, I know Harry. Bye.
Bye. See you soon.
See?
I lost the third guy.
Shit!
Shit! Hold it! Shit!
Here. Cool off.
Sorry about this.
Look out! Get out of the way!
Hey! Freeze!
Oh, thank God.
Get in the car.
Here we go.
Federal officer in pursuit of suspect.
Sorry.
- Harry, what's your 20? - Westbound in the park.
Suspect is on a motorcycle, and he's coming out on Franklin.
Copy!
I want you on 14th in case he turns south.
I want Seven on the north side to box him in.
Make it quick, because my horse is getting tired.
Your horse?
- There he is! That's him! - Come on!
- Go around to the back. - Copy that.
Out of my way!
Sorry.
Excuse me.
- Jesus! - Sorry.
Open it!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Out of the way!
Move! Move! Move!
Federal officer! Get down! Now! Get off or die!
- Get down! Now! - Move!
Turn around! Hold still!
Come on!
Whoa!
Hold still!
Will you press the button for the top floor, please?
Thank you.
Help!
Shut up!
Whoa.
Say something.
That's a fine animal.
Stay against the glass!
Come on.
So sorry.
Stay there! Don't move!
Come on, come on, come on!
Okay, back up.
Back up.
You can do it. Come on.
Good horse. Good.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, go back now.
Come on. Yeah, that's teamwork now.
Keep pulling. Come on.
A little bit more.
That a boy.
Okay.
What the hell were you thinking?
I had the guy, and you let him get away.
Look at me when I talk to you. What kind of a cop are you anyway?
Hi, honey.
I know you're upset. I'm sorry.
I hurried home as fast as I could.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
Thank you for the party.
Yeah, it was great.
Hey.
That's him.
- Pause it right there. - Salim Abu Aziz.
This guy is really hard-core. Highly fanatical.
The man's a real psycho. He's been linked to dozens of car bombings.
You know that cafe bomb in Rome last year? That was his.
As well as a 727 out of Lisbon. This guy's a major player.
Now he's formed his own splinter faction called Crimson Jihad.
I guess he thought the other terrorists were too warm and fuzzy for him.
- They call him the Sand Spider. - Why?
Probably because it sounds scary.
This is impressive, gentlemen.
It would be even more impressive if you actually knew where he was.
We'll get him.
- Why don't you pull over here? - What's up?
I really screwed up with Helen last night.
I'm going to see if she's available for lunch to smooth things over.
- You just want me to hang? - Just hang.
I'll just be hanging.
Hold, please.
- It's your mystery man on two. - Simon?
Oh, my God.
Hello? Simon?
Simon?
Yes, I can talk.
You mean right now?
Yes, I can meet you.
Okay, I can't wait.
Bye.
Can you cover me for an hour?
Just an hour? You should tell that stud to take more time.
Would you shut up? I should have never told you about him.
Have a good time.
Get a little bit for me while you're at it.
Hey! Hold it! Fucker!
What's going on? Sick?
Looks like you got gut-kicked.
It's Hel... It's Helen... It's Helen.
It has something to do with Helen, I'm guessing.
Helen...
is having an affair.
Welcome to the club, man.
It can't be. Not Helen.
Nobody thinks it could happen to them the first time.
Same thing happened to me with wife number two, remember?
I had no idea nothing was going on. I come home, and the house is empty.
She even took the ice cube trays out of the freezer.
What kind of a sick bitch takes the ice cube trays out of the freezer?
- It's not Helen. - Helen still loves you.
She just wants to bang this guy for a while. It's nothing serious.
- You'll get used to it soon... - Stop cheering me up!
What'd you expect?
Helen's a flesh-and-blood woman, and you're never there.
It was just a matter of time.
I say we concentrate on work.
That's what I do every time my life turns to dog shit.
I concentrate on work, and that gets me by.
Right, buddy? It's gonna be great.
We're gonna catch some terrorists. We're gonna beat the crap out of them.
You're going to feel a hell of a lot better.
Watch your head. Okay. All right.
Women. Can't live with 'em, can't kill 'em.
I came by your office today.
I was in the area, and I thought you might want to have lunch.
Really? Well, you must have just missed me.
That's what they said. They said you had to run out or something.
It was this rush job...
They needed these documents down at the district courthouse.
So, of course, the big problem... our printer shut down.
So I went to the third floor to use theirs, but they have the 1720.
Of course, the disk isn't formatted for the 1720.
So I had to go back upstairs and reformat...
go back downstairs and use their printer.
By the time I got there, I couldn't get my car to start.
Then traffic... I barely got there.
So a little excitement in an otherwise dull day.
Did it work out okay?
Yeah. Great.
I'll check on dessert.
I'm done.
The great thing is that he's practically given us a blank check on wiretaps.
I set them up on all of Juno's shipping agents and her clients.
Faisil's made a list of all the possible contacts...
the Crimson Jihad may have in this country.
Now all we have to do is sit around...
Hey. This national security stuff boring you?
- Put a tap on her phone. - What? I already did that.
I'm talking about Helen's. Put a tap on her office line and the house. Now.
Come over here for a second. That sounds great.
I want to ask you about something. I got two words to describe that idea...
In-sane. An unauthorized wiretap's a felony. You know that.
And you're doing it 20 times a day, so don't give me that crap.
Do it.
- Hello? - Helen, it's Simon. Is it safe to talk?
Yes, go ahead.
I can't talk long. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow? I must see you.
I suppose so. Where?
Same place, 1:00. I have to go now. See you tomorrow.
Remember, I need you.
I thought that we might have lunch together tomorrow.
You know... darn it...
I'm going to meet Allison. We're going to go shopping. Sorry.
No problem.
I think you're going about this whole thing all wrong.
Women... they like you to talk to them.
Maybe it's just that you're not in touch with your feminine side.
I was watching Sally Jessy Raphael... All right.
I got all the usual stuff here... a telemetry burst transmitter.
I got a GPS tracker, an audio transmitter and a power supply.
I've got it sewn into the lining here... Hey, Harry?
If you need to talk, speak into the purse.
Here she comes. She's gonna pop out right in front of us. Watch this.
Bingo.
Looks like she's going into Chinatown.
She's parking.
Okay, give me audio.
You sure you weren't followed?
No. I kept looking behind me like you taught me, but I didn't see anyone.
Okay, it's just that things are a bit hot right now.
If I get a signal, I may have to leave suddenly.
I understand.
Look, it's my job to take risks, but not yours.
I feel bad about bringing you into this, but you're the only one I can trust.