You can't hide, Johnny! Nobody hides from us!
Shit!
Get me ice. I broke my goddamn hand.
Sure, boss.
Fuck you!
Just do me!
Sure, Johnny. But first...
...Mr. Canelli wants a little souvenir.
Open up!
We'll send this to your Witness Protection buddies.
See if it sings on its own.
They can take it to the trial.
Open up!
Benny?
Who the hell are you?
Close your eyes.
Who are you?!
Shut up!
You too!
It's okay.
Do what he says.
Don't move. You're dead.
I need the clothes you're wearing.
Your ring.
Your watch.
All your IDs.
Now.
Do it!
Come with me.
Grab the other one.
Let's go.
Put your clothes on them. Move!
There's been a murder at 232 Alden Drive.
Send the police.
They killed you, then turned on each other.
Right.
You sons-of-bitches.
Shit!
This doesn't work without an audience.
Outside. Let's go.
Get in.
Thank you.
Thank you. Anything you ever need, just ask me.
You endangered your life and the U.S. Marshals protecting you.
What?
You went to your old restaurant.
You went back to Gennaro's? Johnny, are you stupid?!
It's the osso buco.
I was fucking dying for a decent meal!
Next time, you're dead! This only happens once.
Get out.
That was our ride!
Let's go.
Go.
You won't see me again. But I'll know your every move.
Use your heads, lie low and no one will hurt you.
Skip out on your testimony and I'll deliver you to the Canelli family.
I promise.
I owe you big time. I'm a stand-up guy, you got it?
You ever need anything, you let me know. What's your name?
Honey, he doesn't want to be pen pals.
Smile. You've just been erased.
John, would you look at something?
One is from our shop, the others are real. What do you think?
That's the fake.
Who the hell is that?
If I tell you, I'd have to kill you.
Shut up and run this again.
With a little sleight of hand...
...one very dead John Doe trades places with one very live scumbag.
Robert, sit down.
You know...
...if God was as forgiving as WITSEC...
...hell would be one empty joint.
God doesn't have our court system.
I understand you had a busy night.
A witness got careless.
- I see. - I had to defuse the situation.
And that included breaking into the county morgue?
Someone taught me that improvisation is the heart of field work.
It was you.
In the old days. Weather's changed.
Now every asshole in Congress is down our backs.
I'm telling you to walk softly.
That's why Beller called me in? Because of the morgue?
No, no, no.
He doesn't know anything about that.
I don't think he has to.
Shadow Ops still has some privileges.
You're right.
John...
...good work.
I had a good teacher.
Bullshit.
You had the best.
14,640 some-odd people under WITSEC protection...
...and not one with a profile like this.
That bad?
That good. This young lady, Miss Cullen...
...is a real live, bona fide...
...honest person.
Then why does she need us?
She's a senior executive at Cyrez Corporation.
They're major defense contractors.
Top-secret weapons research.
Looks like someone inside Cyrez is selling out Uncle Sam.
Feds need her to prove their case.
She's the key witness in the hottest scandal since Iran-Contra.
- When does this go down? - Tomorrow.
The sting's in place. When it's over, she's all yours.
Sealed file on relocate. Your eyes only.
As usual, only you and I will be privy to the exact location of your witness.
But, John...
...there are some serious players in Washington...
...who could be badly burned.
So could she.
Welcome to Cyrez Corporation.
Morning, Dave.
She's in.
Anything yet?
Not yet.
That's right, lady. We're right here.
We're on.
Hear me?
We hear you.
I look okay?
Tell her she looks great.
Not bad, Miss Cullen.
Not bad for an amateur.
We're right with you.
Yeah.
Then let's do it.
- Good morning, Miss Cullen. - Good morning.
Station C?
Yes.
And how long today?
10 minutes.
Okay.
You're doing just fine, Lee.
Hope we bought the right combination.
Bingo!
Shit!
It's okay. We lose transmission in the vault.
What now?
Now we wait.
She's only got 5 minutes till the shift change.
What's taking so long?
Sweetheart, you've got 2 minutes left.
Shouldn't have used her.
Shit! She's out of time.
Welcome back, Lee. We're with you.
Miss Cullen...
...Mr. Donahue would like to see you.
In a minute.
He said right now.
- What's going on? - They made us.
Check the directory. Where's Donahue's office?
25th floor.
I know.
25th floor.
Get ready to roll. It could go south.
What is it, William?
Someone I trusted for 5 years.
Someone I told others could be trusted.
I was pulling...
Don't!
We're way beyond bullshit here.
Who do you work for?
Shit, we're dead.
I should ask you that question.
I thought it was for the U.S. government.
Come on, Lee.
What do you think we do here?
This isn't the Red Cross.
We make weapons. Things that kill people.
If the government won't pay the cost...
...it's my job to find someone who will.
Treason is part of the corporate strategy?
I asked who you were working for.
You didn't tell me.
My God.
Holy shit.
Christ.
Get her out of there.
What is this?
A camera?
For the FBI, William. They heard everything you just said.
They're watching us now.
And you think that makes you safe?
You...
...have no fucking idea!
How could you do this to me?
I hope you understand, Lee.
You leave me no choice.
Wait a minute! Stop her!
Stop! Hey!
Go, go, go!
Hard evidence.
It's all yours, gentlemen.
We've handled these situations before.
You haven't answered my question.
We told you there'd be risks.
You told me I'd have complete protection the entire time.
It didn't go as smoothly as we anticipated.
That's an understatement.
Remember, Miss Cullen, you came to us.
I came to you with a clerical error. You asked for my help.
And we got it.
If Cyrez sells weapons' technology, that's high treason.
This disk and your testimony will put all the co-conspirators behind bars.
You've done a great service for your country.
It's time to think about your safety.
This is U.S. Marshal John Kruger, Witness Protection Program.
He'll handle your personal security.
My protection?
Your new identity, relocation. I'll take you through it step-by-step.
What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere.
You're in an extremely high-risk situation.
Wasn't it explained to you?
Your boss was just a middleman, Lee.
There are more dangerous people involved.
You expect me to give up my whole life?
Until the trial. Then you're completely out of danger.
And how do you know that?
How do you know?
Look, I will keep up my end of the bargain. I will testify.
But that's it.
I'm going home.
Put people on her right away...
...or we'll need a s�ance for her testimony.
Who brought her into this?
She volunteered. She had security clearance...
You told her it's a walk in the park.
When she finds out her life isn't her own anymore, it's too late.
We had no case without her.
It's easier to put her ass on the line than yours, isn't it?
Sully.
Frediano, how you doing?
Good. Have something for you.
Let's see.
Your receipt.
Gentlemen, always a pleasure.
It's me.
Your music has arrived.
Get Mr. Morehart down here.
- It's me. - Lee?
I heard about Donahue. Are you okay?
I'm fine.
- I shouldn't have trusted them. - Of course not. The Feds are idiots.
They'll blow the case or bury it.
The Feds are here.
They're watching.
Let me write this story and I'll nail Cyrez all over the front page.
It may not be safe to talk on this phone.
I'll call you.
Wait. Did you make a copy?
- Yeah. - That's your insurance, Lee.
Go public. They don't dare touch you.
Lee, what's wrong?
I don't know. I got to go.
Hi, baby.
What are you doing here?
Waiting for you. How are you doing?
So you just let yourself into my house?
I've worried about you.
I haven't heard from you in days.
There's nothing to talk about. It's over.
You know that.
Come on.
That doesn't hurt you to say that?
It hurt me 3 months ago.
But after the phone calls, after the notes on my car, and tonight...
...it's getting a lot easier.
Get down.
Who're you seeing?
Come on, Darryl.
I know you're seeing someone.
Let's see who that is.
What's this?
And a card.
Get down!
Oh, shit! Go, go, go!
Come here!
Stay down.
I don't have a shot.
You, go, go.
- What are you doing? - Lighting a fuse.
Are you hit?
Are you bleeding?
I don't think so.
- Are they following us? - No. Just calm down.
You'll be fine.
I'm not fine.
They tried to kill me!
Darryl's dead.
You're alive.
Keep you that way.
Your hand.
There's a first aid kit under your seat.
That weapon, or whatever it was...
...was from your company, wasn't it?
It's an E.M. prototype.
It's not supposed to exist.
E.M.?
Electromagnetic pulse.
No gunpowder, no conventional bullets.
They fire aluminum rounds at almost the speed of light.
A rail gun.
Yeah, that's another name for them.
The Navy's worked on them for years.
The smallest one I've heard of is mounted on a battleship.
Cyrez was contracted to scale them down...
...to design a compact hypervelocity, pulse weapon...
...most powerful assault rifle on earth.
They took millions, then said it was impossible.
They looked real enough to me.
Maybe Cyrez found a higher bidder.
They're connected everywhere: Defense, CIA, NSA...
...maybe even your people.
Still want to put them away?
Yes.
I'll hide you until the hearings.
No one will know where. Not my boss, not WITSEC.
No one.
Can you do that?
The Feds knew it'd be a death sentence for you, and let you walk right into it.
I'm stupid.
You trusted them, that's all.
Now, trust me.
This is Morehart.
We have a problem.
Go ahead. This line's secure.
The Cullen woman is still alive.
Are you serious?
It gets worse.
She has a disk.
She tried to access our program with it.
Do you have any idea the risk I took to get this back?!
I know. She must have made a duplicate.
Then get it.
Whatever it takes!
Understood.
One other thing.
I checked her phone records.
And?
She called a woman named Isaacs.
A reporter for the Washington Herald.
I see.
You know what has to be done.
Do it.
The Joint Chiefs are ready.
I'll be right there. Thank you.
That's it. That's everything I am.
That's nothing.
It's a few numbers and some plastic.
What you are is in here.
No one can take that from you.
They'll try.
We'll stop them.
I need the rest.
That's all.
No. This.
This?
It's St. George.
It's silly, but when I was a kid I used to have nightmares about dragons.
He watched over you.
Yeah.
Well, that's my job now.
Get some sleep.
We leave at dawn.
Okay.
Night.
There's a place I know where it's easy to disappear.
There's a woman there I helped.
She testified against the yakuza bosses in San Francisco.
Her new name is Mei-Ling.
You'll be safe with her until the hearings.
Your new name is Deborah Elliott.
You think of me as a "Deborah?"
I don't know.
I could have used something more fun, like...
...Debbie?
Deb?
Deborah's fine.
AAA credit.
What's my limit?
It is not a license to shop.
I want you to lay low right now.
Mei-Ling will take care of you.
You know the signal.
911. Get out of the apartment.
Go straight to the pay phone and wait for my call.
It's a public place, with 6 exits and 6 ways out.
And...
...I work alone.
If anyone comes to you and claims I sent them...
...use this.
You just pull the trigger.
I guess I won't see you again.
If everything goes well... no.
At least not until the trial.
Thanks.
Thank me when it's over.
Undersecretary of Defense Daniel Harper...
...spoke before Congress today about the Cyrez scandal.
Private contractors are within parameters...
...of Defense Department spending.
I look forward to the Cyrez hearing. I'm confident...
...we'll be vindicated of mismanagement of funds.
Thank you, Mr. Chairman, for the opportunity.
Thanks for coming.
You know I don't like meeting outside of work.
It's not my choice.
Are they with you?
Yeah.
Whether I like it or not...
Listen, John...
...we've got a problem.
What's up?
Someone's murdering our witnesses.
We've got 3 confirmed kills in the last 48 hours.
- Who? - Not one of yours.
Not one of mine. Not yet.
- Did they break cover? - No.
No, that is the problem.
And there's no way anyone could know all 3 of their locations.
There's a mole inside WITSEC.
Beller thinks so. He may be right.
All 3 singers were witnesses in some high profile federal cases.
All with international ties. That's our common thread.
Other singers fit the profile.
Six.
One's yours and one's mine. So...
...we have to replant them immediately.
The jet is fueling as we speak.
I work alone.
You know that.
Not today.
Beller's orders.
Buddy system, CIA escorts...
...3 teams. We're one of them.
Fine.
We do yours first.
This is John Kruger.
These are agents Schiff and Calderon. I forgot which is which.
- I'm Schiff. - And I'm Calderon.
Know her?
Should I?
She was reporting on Cyrez. It could be connected to your witness.
Did someone take her out?
Peeled her like an onion.
If she knew anything, she talked.
This here is Deputy Monroe. He's one of ours.
Monroe, you're looking at a legend: Mr. John Kruger.
- Deputy. - Sir, it's a pleasure.
Nice rig.
- How many of these you got? - Three.
Different parts of the country.
Handy for quick relocates. Sometimes we run violent felons for the Feds.
Chauffeurs for degenerates.
Don't you get tired of babysitting scum?
Yeah.
But in your case, we'll make an exception.
Who the hell does he think he is?
He thinks he's the best guy in the game.
I think he's right. Try not to piss him off.
You're east.
You're west.
You're north. Here.
We've got the boathouse, garage, back door.
Front entrance.
You and me, buddy.
I don't want to get shot today.
Keep your safeties on.
We'll find her inside baking muffins.
This is my witness.
Her name is Allison. She's a very nice lady.
So let's bring her out safely.
Here you go.
Let's go, big guy.
The engine's still warm.
Shut up!
You're early.
You're late.
Hush, now.
He won't hurt you anymore.
Get an ambulance!
Go on!
Sorry, honey.
We lost her.
Why send 5 men to kill one woman?
They were waiting for us.
We've been set up.
Yours?
Call her.
No phones. We must live-contact her.
Where is she?
Atlanta.
Let's move, then.
Here. You'll like this better.
You all right?
I think so, sir.
First time under fire?
It's okay to be shaky.
Hell, I'm shaky.
The thing is, sir...
...I don't know what I feel.
It was terrible and...
Exciting at the same time?
Nothing to be ashamed of. It's perfectly natural.
Tell him.
It's natural.
The game's that way.
Like a drug. You get hooked, there's no turning back.
Take me.
My old man...
...a little nobody in D.C.
Nice quiet guy.
Anyway, on his deathbed...
...he tells me that all those years he was working for the CIA.
I had to be part of that world.
I joined the CIA, couple of years... now I'm at WITSEC.
Hey, buddy.
What about you, sir? Why did you join WITSEC?
Sir, is something wrong?
Answer the kid.
Go ahead.
Sir?
Come on.
You.
What the hell is going on?
He cleared the numbers.
What the hell?!
Quiet.
Did you capture that call?
Got it. New York prefix.
Taxi!
City Zoo.
New York. Tell him to change course.
- I'll call WITSEC. - No, that won't be necessary.
We must report flight plan changes.
Monroe, you did great work back there. Sit down.
Sit down.
Did I give you your evaluation yet?
Evaluation?
A+, kid.
Damn it! Get me a Wet-Nap or something!
Who's in New York?
4 or 5 guys we can trust.
Get them.
Clean this mess up.
Confused?
New York.
You're off course.
No, we're not.
You'll take us to her.
You did a very, very bad thing.
You killed Monroe.
Now that makes you the mole.
That makes you a murderer.
Easy, Big John.
I'm a businessman.
A very, very serious businessman.
Businessman?
Selling weapons to your old CIA pals?
Is it just the money?
Trying to start your own dirty, little war somewhere?
Wars?
Wars, John?
Wars come and go.
We did Nam, we lost.
We did the Gulf, we won.
What changed?
Nothing.
Nothing ever does.
The only difference is who gets rich and who gets dead.
Personally, John, I prefer rich.
You must be a very rich man by now.
It doesn't have to end like this.
I can make you part of it. A big part.
Just give up the girl. What do you say?
Drop your gun.
What?
If you drop your gun now...
...I promise I won't kill you.
I'll have to take my chances.
You nailed me with this cheap piece of mail order shit!
Think about it!
You jump, you'll go through there like shit through a goose!
You're right!
Engine fire!
Turn this thing around!
I'm trying to keep us in the air!
Turn it around and take him out! Now!
I want his face all over this windshield.
Oh, man. Did that hurt?
It had to hurt. I saw it.
Where is this?
Earth.
Welcome.
Is that your daddy's truck?
Think he'd mind if I borrow it?
I don't know.
Is this yours?
Like it?
Yeah.
What about a trade?
50 bucks.
50 bucks?
Shit.
We traced her to Chinatown, but she was long gone.
No shit, Dick Tracy. It was a run signal.
The cab companies?
Three pickups of solo women within 15 minutes of the call.
Drop-offs?
Madison and 53rd. 89th and Central Park West.
New York City Zoo.
- That's it. - The zoo?
First a run signal, then straight to a public meeting place.
- Your shooters? - Standing by.
I want two teams to sweep from the north and south.
Go!
Ladies and gentlemen, the zoo will be closing in 10 minutes.
Miss Cullen?
Ma'am, I'm here to help. I'm a U.S. Marshal.
Where's John Kruger?
On his way. He sent me to be sure you're safe until he gets here.
Really?
Then he showed you the secret handshake?
Shit!
DeGuerin!
The bitch just shot me!
We're on our way. Don't kill her. Do you hear me?
What's going on?
U.S. Marshal. Close all exits.
People are inside.
Get them out, now!
Let's go.
You two, here.
Everyone, please exit the zoo.
Let's go, immediately!
Police emergency! Thank you!
Come on!