[disturbing drone}
[sirens]
[insistent doorbell]
[gunshots]
[thump]
[door closes softly]
[female scream and gunshots]
(male) Agh. l wasn't trying for more money.
(Espinoza) Khalid Manseur says hello.
(Bryant) Say goodbye.
[metal slash} Ugh!
[female scream and sobs}
[suspense music}
Look into my eyes.
You scared?
[soft female sobs}
You should be.
[gunshot]
(Espinoza) 50 million and this cockroach gets greedy, can you believe it?
(Bryant) I know. What's wrong with people?
(Espinoza) Fuck. I don't know. l'm starving. You hungry?
(Bryant) l can eat.
(Espinoza) Okay.
[hop hop music}
[music ends}
[male over radio} And all major routes into the city are running normally
we'll have a mostly sunny day with a cloudy period for the rest of the morning
and into the afternoon. We've been talking about men.
What is it about men who live alone, with this morning's guest, Dr. Phyllis.
What is it about these men and why do women find them irresistible?
(Phyllis) Well, Tony, we're mostly talking about a man who's strong,
who is up to himself and doesn't have a woman telling him what to do,
how to live or dress,
in truth, he may not have a lot of female companionship in his life.
(Tony) Are you telling us this man is hard up for a date?
(Phyllis) A man that functions on his own? That's attractive.
(Tony) Many listeners are men and are driving in this morning,
l bet they'd like to be driving in.
Alright. We're talking about men with Dr. Phyllis,
we'II have more after this!
(Tony) The future, and, uh, what's in your crystal ball?
(Phyllis) The days of the lone Alfa male are numbered.
They're eventually conquered and brought to their knees by some lovely lady.
[both kids] Uncle Frank! Uncle Frank!
[chuckles}
Where have you got candy?
Candy?
Oh, God. l forgot it. l'm sorry.
(Loretta) Bobby! Katy!
(Loretta) Come on, we're late!
(Loretta) Hey, Frank.
Hey, how're you doing?
Good to see you.
You know, this is what you need.
A wife, kids, even a dog would do you good.
Forget it. He's already married to his job. [chuckles]
Even the dog.
l'll think about that.
Hey, kids. You heard your mom. Let's go!
[kiss] Let's get going.
We found them !
(Frank) You found them?
(Katy) Sweets.
(Frank) Hey, kids.
(Frank) Hey!
How about me? Do l get something?
What is it? What is it?
(Katy) Donuts.
How do you know?
(Katy) Because we looked in there!
Alright. There you go. Want one?
(Grimes) Hey.
Here. She'll make a good detective.
[phones ring]
(Stone) To protect and serve.
Lt. Webb here lived by those words for 20 years
with courage and integrity,
one of this city's finest.
there'll be no more fixing of any speeding tickets.
(male) Aw, come on, cap!
You're gonna be a civilian, no, so watch that lead foot of yours.
[applause] Here you go!
(Stone) lt's alright.
(Lt.) I hate to admit it, but, uh
it's been great serving with all of ya.
Hey, Frank, thanks for dressing up for the occasion. l'm touched. [all chuckle]
(male) Captain.
(male) Guys, come on.
(Lt.) Okay, remember. Tomorrow night, 7:00 o'clock, Marina Lounge.
Drink till ya drop.
(Lt.) That goes for you, too, ladies.
(Frank) Uh, Lt. We got a little surprise for ya.
(Lt.) Aw, come on, you guys.
[all applaud] (male) Yeah !
l got a wish. l got a wish.
[applause]
(Stone) No, not that one. [all chuckle]
[blows repeatedly] [all chuckle]
Grimes, You won't be able to button those pants if you keep eating that cake.
l'm showing the Lt. how much l care.
l'm a caring kind of guy, Carter.
(Carter) Yeah, l know that.
(Lt.) Hey, guys.
Hey, what happened? Did somebody steal your cake, sir?
Yeah, you did.
Change of plans, Frank.
Captain wants you with a new partner.
A new partner?
(Lt. Yeah.
(Frank) Why?
Yeah, who did l piss off this time?
Uh, it's a new Detective trainee. She's here for a final two weeks
and an hour late for the first day on the job.
(Carter) Hell of a way to' start a new career.
(Grimes) She looks single to me, Frank.
(Lt.) Officer Ross, this is Grimes, Carter.
Hi.
(Lt.) Your partner for the day, Sgt. Gannon.
Nice to meet you, Ross.
l'm sorry l'm late, l had a flat
and then my spare was flat, you know.
Sorry.
Alright. So, you ready?
Absolutely.
Let's go.
See you guys.
So, you think she'll make it?
50 bucks says she does.
(Frank) Ross.
Wrong car.
[soft music}
Right.
You're on.
[Rhythm and Blues music}
Probationary Detective. So, you're in for two weeks?
Yes, sir.
May l just say what an honor it is to ride with you, Sergeant?
15 years on the force, highest arrest record in the Department,
medal of valor. Twice!
l do my homework.
Well, that's terrific, Ross.
Want some gum, Ross?
No, l don't chew.
You don't know what you're missing.
So, what's the plan?
Same as always.
Finish our shift in one piece.
[voice over radio car speeds on} Any available unit attend to 29 Arlington for an 0-14.
(Frank) Alright. Allen 10 We're responding.
[brakes screech and siren]
[suspense music}
[walla]
[brakes screech]
[siren off]
(female) Here!
What's going on?
(male) Up there. They want money from the oId man.
(Frank) Okay. Why don't you guys step over there? Good.
So, cover my back, Ross.
Got it.
(Thug 1 ) Where are you going, asshole?
[thud] Agh !
[loud music]
(old man) My niece! Don't touche her!
(Niece) Ow!
(Thug 2) Get back!
[glass breaks]
(Thug 3) Oh !
[glass breaks]
(Thug 1 ) Come on, asshole. You wanna play?
Come on.
[releases hammer] You wanna apologize?
l'm sorry.
(Thug 2) Ugh.
(Frank) Did you hear him?
l'm sorry!
(Thug 1 ) Come on, let's go.
(Thug 2) [groans} Oh, man.
(Thug 1 ) Shut up!
Have a nice day.
Sergeant, wait. Please. l - l want you to meet my beautiful niece, Adrianna,
say hello to the Sergeant, my darling.
He protects our neighborhood, makes everybody feel safe.
Thank you.
Pleasure to meet you.
l'm sorry, uncle. l must go, l'm really not feeling well.
(old man) Wait, Adrianna, come back! Wait!
Listen. Any problems, give me a call. Okay?
Uh, later, later. Come back later.
You should get to know her. She's a very good girl.
Take care of yourself.
Thank you.
Got your cuffs, Ross?
Good.
[hip hop music}
Look, l'm sorry l really screwed up back there.
l don't know what happened, l mean, it's Cop-10 1, right?
You cuff a guy and, I don't know what l was thinking.
lt's okay, Ross. Don't worry about it.
Yeah?
lt's okay.
Okay. Thanks.
Can l ask you a question, Sargent?
Yeah, sure.
That was extortion back there.
Why didn't you push the old man to press charges?
And spend all morning downtown filling out forms?
l don't think so.
[phone rings}
Yeah?
Yeah, l'll be there.
There's, uh, something l gotta take care of.
[hip hop music over radio}
You stay here.
(male) Club and fries are up. Pick up.
Hey, Frank.
Captain.
You hungry? Want something to eat? My treat.
No, l'm, l'm good, good.
Sit down.
Thanks.
(Frank) [clears throat]
[inhales and exhales]
You know, Frank,
We know.
You know?
You know what?
[sniggers] Don't play me, Frank.
Not anymore.
You don't mind if l check for a wire, do ya?
l like to know who l'm talking to here.
Christ, Frank, l thought you were one of us.
Huh? You know,
it's not too late to still do the right thing here.
What we're looking for is a little fairness, Frank.
You've been on the Direct Action Unit for three years now.
You know what we're up against with these gangs.
Look, l know some bad things went down
but that's over now, okay? The guys that are responsible are off the Unit.
Okay? We're handling it internally.
You go outside, you spill your guts to the Federal Grand Jury
and what do you do? What do you accomplish?
You bring all this ugliness down on us
on yourself, for nothing.
Theft. Extortion. Murder.
You call that nothing?
Look, Frank, if it wasn't for us
these streets would be in chaos.
We're holding this city together like fucking super glue.
You're not looking at the big picture here, Frank.
Now l'm prepared to offer you Fred's job.
Okay? A promotion to Lieutenant.
Or, we'll give you a six figure IRA account.
[sniggers] Six figures, huh?
Just work with us, Frank.
Choose an option.
And if you don't,
well, that's a choice, too.
You got a chance to be a winner here, Frank,
instead of a loser.
(Ross) Captain.
Uh, it's Ross, isn't it?
Yeah.
Have a good day.
You too.
[car door opens and closes}
[suspense music}
[phone rings}
[Over phone} Yeah, Lopresti here.
Yeah, l've got a problem. There's been a leak.
Alright, Ross. Let's go.
[over radio} Allen 10, Allen 10, code 9 on BoardwaIk
[brakes} male holding female victim proceed with extreme caution
suspect may be armed.
(Frank) Alright. Allen 10 we'll respond. Over.
(Frank) There we go.
(Ross) Oh, man. He's got a knife.
Hold on. l got this.
Stay here.
[suspense music}
(Ross) You ! You ! Hey!
Ugh !
[train]
(Thug) Alright. Take it easy. Hold it.
Oh, shit, man. It was just an act. l swear. l was joking.
Look. Ugh !
What are you talking about?
Look in my pocket. Agh !
Alright. lt's for you. lt's for you. Shit.
lt's for you. [panting]
Who gave you this?
I don't know. l swear, l swear, I don't know.
l was just hired to do this.
Just the friend of a guy who wanted to, l don't know, remain behind the scenes.
Come on !
Hey. Ugh.
Get outta here.
[truck horn]
Guy get away?
Yeah.
l'm taking you back, Ross.
Back where?
To the station.
What?
l'm dropping you off. Change of plans.
lt's got nothing to do with you.
Got something to do with Stone?
lt's like l said, Ross.
lt's got nothing to do with you.
Did l just lose 50 bucks?
(Frank) l always wanted to be like him.
That's why l joined the force.
(Grimes) He was a hell of a cop.
Yeah, well,
He got his hero's funeral
You know.
That's the way things work.
Yeah.
Look, Frank, you're my partner, man.
So whatever way you come down on this
You know l'm with you, right?
Yeah. l know.
But if you think they're just gonna let you waltz into that hearing
and shit all over them, you're dreaming.
You're gonna end up on the wrong side of their guns.
Yeah.
[phone rings}
Hello.
Yeah.
Okay.
Stone just talked to Frank.
Let's see how he wants to play. Okay?
lt's gonna be okay?
Sure it's gonna be okay.
lf he wants it to be okay. [releases hammer of gun]
(Carter) Excuse me. What did you say your name was again?
Officer Ross.
Ross. Where's Gannon?
Out with Sgt. Grimes.
Did he leave you stranded?
lt's a bad sign, Ross.
Hey.
Whatever happens. l'm with you.
Thanks, Ed.
Gannon seems like a nice guy,
but l don't think he's passed any trainees.
Not that l can remember.
Lieutenant. Do you remember any trainees being passed by Gannon?
No.
Hey, excuse me.
Not now, Ross.
[sighs]
l should have bet 100. [both chuckle]
Yeah. l know.
No. l-- l know.
l gotta call you back.
l'll call you back.
Hey.
Frank.
Good to see ya.
That was, uh, that was quick.
So?
So l've decided to be a winner.
[chuckles]
[sighs in relief] Well, that's good, Frank.
What do you wanna do? You wanna give me the details of your account?
You want me to make that call for your promotion? What? Hey.
l'll tell you what.
Let's do both of them.
What the hell, huh?
Remember the oath "To serve and protect the people of our city"?
Yeah, sure, Why?
l'm gonna be at that Courthouse.
At five.
Whoa, whoa, wait. Frank, Frank. Now listen.
You don't wanna do that.
Who the hell do you think is gonna believe you?
Oh, l know. You're Mr. Clean.
but we've got enough guys that are gonna say things about you
that'll sink you as deep in this shit as everybody else.
l'm going in.
Is that how it's gonna be, Frank?
That's how it's gonna be.
[fading footsteps}
[crumples paper]
[slams drawer]
John, why don't you have a look at this?
Fred.
l need Ross reassigned.
Excuse me, sir.
We need a moment.
What's going on here, Sergeant?
You think that this is over my head?
Try me. l'm starting to get a little pissed off.
You don't want a reassignment?
Fine.
Call in sick.
Call in sick?
Light.
Are we happy?
Yeah.
(Ross) Excuse me, Sergeant, but l do take it personally
when l've been on the job, what? Two hours maybe?
And you're just gonna dump me?
lt's like l said, Ross.
lt's nothing personal.
[starts engine]
[beeps]
Ugh.
Take it off.
Oh, Frankie Boy.
What the hell is that?
[suspense music} [phone rings}
Yeah?
Yeah. 5 :00 o'clock. Yeah. l'll be there.
Do it now. Do it.
[blast and brakes]
[suspense music intensifies}
How you doing, Frank?
Good.
He's doing good.
How are you doing?
l'm doing great.
Great.
So we heard something else.
Yeah? What did you hear?
(Bryant) We heard you spoke to some people.
Flat tire? What a bitch, Frank. Can l help?
Hey. Just keep your hands where l can see them guys.
[chuckles] Frank, come on. We're all friends here. Aren't we?
Sure we are.
(Bryant) See? We just wanna offer a little roadside assistance.
Maybe have a few words for old time's sake.
You got something to say?
Say it to the Grand Jury.
Oh, Frankie, Frankie, l can't believe you just said that!
(Espinoza) After all we've been through, l expected something else from you, l really did.
[brakes screech and electric buzz]
Oh, shit!
(Bryant) Son of a bitch.
(Espinoza) Get him up there.
Come on.
Shit.
lt's gone.
(Ross) [brakes screech} Hey! Dammit!
God! Pull it forward! Police Officer. Just go!
Go! Go! Go! Come on !
[suspense music}
Where are we going?
Shit.
l got it.
(Policeman) lt's the end of the line. You need to tell us a few things before we say goodbye.
Ugh. [thud]
(Policeman) Let's go.
Come on ! Go!
(male) Get him over here.
(male) Right here.
Ugh ! Agh !
Ugh !
Hey, come on !
l want you to tell us what you gave the Feds. A deposition. What?
Ugh ! God !
Agh !
Shit.
Okay.
[gunshot]
Let's go.
[gunshots]
Can you take these cuffs off?
Shit. God damn it! Where are the keys to the damn cuffs?
Come on !
Cuffs are just not my foreplay, forte!
[gunshots continue}
From here. Reload.
Cover me.
Go!
[van accelerates}
[brakes screech]
[horn]
[horn continues}
(Frank) Ross!
Get weapons and ammo. Come on, let's go.
Okay.
[horn stops]
[panting]
[groans]
These guys were cops, Sergeant!
They were cops.
Ross.
l think you'd better drive.
l'm taking you to the hospital.
No way. lt's the first place to look.
Let me pull over.
Just keep going.
What is going on, Sergeant? Those were real cops.
Some cops in my Unit went bad and there's a federal investigation.
l'm going in at 5:00.
What's at 5 :00?
[sighs] Ugh.
Sergeant!
Ah.
Shit.
Okay.
[intense suspense music}
[echo] Just walk with us here, Frank.
[echo] We're friends here, aren't we?
[echo] Got a chance to be a winner here, Frank, instead of a loser.
(Stone) Loser. Loser. Loser.
Sergeant!
[intense swoosh}
[echo} (female voice) Frank. Frank. Frank.
Frank.
(Loretta) Hey, he's awake.
l didn't know who else to call.
(Loretta) lt's only a nick You'll be fine.
(Grimes) Yeah. You lost some blood there, buddy.
How long have l been out?
(Grimes) About an hour or so.
[coughs]
Ed, he needs to rest.
(Loretta) Look, Frank, in four or five hours--
We don't have four or five hours.
l told Stone l was going in.
(Grimes) l guess he didn't take it too good. Huh?
l guess not.
Where are the kids?
[disturbing drone}
(Frank) Yeah, we're coming in right now. Four adults, two kids.
That's it. Yeah. You heard me, that's it.
Alright. Bye.
(Frank) Well, l bet you didn't expect this on your first day.
No. But at least now you can't dump me.
[groans] Well, we'll see.
How far is the school?
(Grimes) Ten minutes.
Relax, will ya?
Don't tell me to relax,
l got three dead cops and a few dead mooks.
Alright? Yes, Frank is gone. Gone off!
Alright, look.
l'll take care of my end, you take care of yours. We have to find him.
Fuck!
Yeah, it's me. Uh, it looks like he had some help.
Uh, we got a vehicle here registered to a Billie Ross.
Ross? You sure about that?
Absolutely.
So these bad cops are part of the Direct Action Unit?
Yeah. All decorated veterans.
So why didn't anybody say anything?
Too much money around. People got greedy.
(Grimes) Internal Affairs and the D.A. didn't want to know,
too many bad guys were being put away.
(Loretta) Okay, The school's just up ahead.
[dialing}
Dispatch?
Go ahead.
Yeah, this is Capt. Stone. l want you to put out a APB on Sgt. Gannon
Sgt. Gannon?
And Officer Ross.
Ross, sir?
Yeah, that's what l said. Ross. Ross and Gannon.
What charges?
Charges. Multiple homicide. Murder of three police officers.
Murder?
That's right. Alright. Do it.
[suspense music}
(Frank) Turn it around, keep it running.
(Ross) Got it.
(Grimes) Two minutes.
[disturbing drone}
He got away.
Ah. l don't know how.
But we're dealing with them.
You wanna take care of this, fine.
No. No. l think we should move it up for today.
Okay. Alright. Fine. l'll talk to you later.
[brakes screech]
[several car doors open and close]
Ed. l thought l might find you here.
Look, Ed, l'm sorry,
the Captain wants you in for questioning.
Questioning? What about?
You haven't heard?
They're looking for Frank. He shot some cops.
He killed them this morning. All l know is you gotta come in with me.
You gotta-- You gotta give me your gun.
You gotta come here with me.
Hey, just give me your gun.
Ugh.
Ed. Get them to the car.
Come on ! Come on !
(Carter) What are you doing?
Hey. You watch out for Stone.
He's dirty.
(Frank) Let's go.
(Mayor) Capt. Stone,
l have a little concern about this Direct Action Unit investigation.
Look, the Feds can investigate till their blue in their face.
There's nothing there, Mr. Mayor.
l'm going down there myself today. l'm gonna set the record straight.
Damn good record, too.
City's lowest crime rate in 30 years.
That's quite an accomplishment.
lt's one that makes us all look good, sir. Huh?
[chuckles] You know,
the Chief's thinking about, uh, retiring next year.
lf the position was open, maybe you'd like to run.
[chuckles} Uh. Clears throat.
That, uh, that's very flattering, sir.
Very flattering, but, uh, l'd have to give that some thought.
Well, you think on it.
There's a lot of big people behind you.
They like you.
They like you a lot.
Well, good luck on this Grand Jury thing.
Don't you worry about it, sir.
[suspense music}
(Lopresti) Gannon. It's about time you came in.
(Katy) Oh, good. l really got to go.
What do you think l'm running here? A motel or what?
The restroom is right around the corner.
Assistant to Attorney General Lopresti.
(Grimes) Nice to meet you.
(Lopresti) Let's go in.
A leak?
By my guys?
No way.
No one else knew?
l'll get my guys on it. lf their's a leak in Justice
I will find it.
(Lopresti) Now you know there's an APB out on both of you.
Please tell me you didn't gun down three cops this morning.
(Lopresti) Jesus. Jesus Christ.
It was self defense.
Shut up!
What about you, Sergeant?
You're harboring fugitives.
My partner was shot. What the hell would you do?
Tell it to the Judge. All three of you.
You know,
l've been working on this, uh, DAU investigation
for eight months.
Eight fucking months!
By 5 :00 this evening they were home free.
Less than three hours and you couldn't lay low Gannon?
There's something else going on.
(Frank) l'm gonna find out what.
No, you're not going anywhere.
Nowhere!
Do yourself a favor. Hand over your weapons.
You too, Ross.
(Frank) You don't give us orders.
You listen to me, Gannon.
lt's your word against seven decorated officers.
Excuse me, four, since you fucking killed three of them.
Your word doesn't mean a thing.
not a God dammed thing.
l don't know why l'm talking to you.
Because your ass is in a sling.
(Frank) l'll get some hard evidence on Stone, you get me to court.
Excuse me.
(Lopresti) lt's okay, let him go.
Sorry.
Let's go.
You're not going anywhere.
You know who you're up against. You need backup.
You stay here and take care of your family, Ed.
You know l would have testified if it wasn't for them.
l know.
[car keys]
Did l hear something about backup?
Ross.
Stay here.
Alright. No!
A) lf you don't find that evidence, I don't have a career.
B) Stone, he knew what he was doing when he put me in the car with you.
and C) until the end of the goddamn day, l'm your partner!
(Ross) So, now we're two cops who are now cop killers,
and we've got a whole two hours
to put some more cops and our own commanding officer in jail.
That's about right.
[chuckles] We've got three dead officers
and two dead guys with AK 47s.
And?
And a van.
Registered to Khalid Manseur.
455 Crescent Street Apartment 31 0.
You're making progress, Ross.
Thanks.
455 Crest.
So tell me something, Ross.
What's that, Sergeant?
How come a college grad decided to become a cop?
How did you hear that?
l do my homework, Ross.
[chuckles] Yeah, well, l guess this is what l always wanted to do,
and with other little girls were playing with Barbies,
l was playing cops and robbers.
They all said l couldn't do it. Here l am.
Well, you certainly are.
Alright, Ross. Stay here. Cover me.
l got it.
[suspense music}
[knocks] Police Officer!
[knocks] Police! Open up!
[blast]
Sarge?
Ah !
Shit.
Ugh.
Let's go, Ross.
(Ross) Watch it!
Yeah, l could go now.
So l guess that's twice that l saved your ass. Huh, Sarge?
So l guess we're even.
Yeah.
Sure you don't want some gum, Ross?
What?
l told ya, you don't know what you're missing.
[siren]
So what you got?
Nothing on the van. No tickets. Nothing.
(Grimes) No arrest record on this Manseur either.
l'm waiting on DMV for a license photo.
(Frank) l don't know, we run this Manseur through the system,
government databases, the works.
Okay buddy. You keep your head down.
l'm trying.
So what now, Sergeant?
Well, l'm trying to think of something.
You got a wife?
Uh, no.
Just thinking, if you had a wife or kids, you know.
You got an idea or something?
Hm.
What?
l think we're going to go and see an old friend.
(Frank) Great. Great. But what is this and where's it from?
A Kris. lt's called a Kris.
An assassin dagger from Afghanistan.
You know, Sergeant, Afghani men, they are fierce,
very dangerous.
Even this morning.
What happened?
Two Afghani girls. Murdered.
(Espinoza) Khalid Manseur says hello.
(Bryant) Say goodbye!
(old man) Others died, too, massacred, they say.
Massacred? Where?
(old man) Up on Lyndon Hill.
Bad people.
Adrianna, where you are going?
(old man) Tea. Tea. You must sit, have some tea, get to know her.
She would make for you such a wife.
(old man) She's very quick. She is very smart,
she goes to business school.
Sarge.
Shit.
(Frank) We haven't been here. lt's a secret.
Big secret. Very big secret.
Very big. Huge.
Good. Top secret. You got it.
(Frank) Yeah, that's right.
A multiple homicide in Lyndon Hill this morning.
That's right. Thanks, Ed.
Alright, Ross.
Let's go.
Do you know what l heard about you?
Yeah? What did you hear?
People say things.
Like what?
They say you're hot.
[chuckles]
(Stone) So, uh, we all set for later?
(Espinoza) Right here, baby. Right here.
(male) l finally got that fax about the shipper,
l pushed the paperwork through customs.
(Stone) So everything's good?
Yeah.
(Stone) Great! 50 million.
(Stone) Divided by-- Wait, wait, thanks to our pal Gannon,
one, two, three, four,
three shares for Khalid and his men,
Uh.
You're a genius. 50 million. What's that divided by seven?
A lot.
(Stone) It's a hell of a lot.
Excuse me.
l don't wanna bust any balls, don't mean any disrespect,
but wouldn’t it would be more fair
if we each got a share instead of having to split one?
l'm not asking for too much here.
l've been working on this for five months.
That's a good point.
[chuckles]
So Bryant. Bryant!
What's 50 million divided by six?
[all chuckle]
You know we should stop meeting like this.
l thought l owed you one. l got a call from one of the Marshalls,
he said that you let Gannon go.
l had no choice.
This might be your investigation but l am the prosecutor here
and if Gannon doesn't show up in court, it's my ass on the line, okay?
l won't hesitate to call my superior and tell him that you've been stalling.
There's a pattern here.
You tell him what you want, sunny boy.
Now you listen to me.
l've worked for this government for over 20 years.
All over the world, all kinds of service.
Don't you give me any shit.
If Gannon commits any more crimes
you'll be an accomplice.
He's a wanted man. Two and a half hours. 5:00 PM, if Gannon's in court
you may have a career left. lf not, l won't hesitate--
Are you playing hardball with me?
(Lopresti) l'll blow you off the fucking court, pal.
You have no clue who you are dealing with.
Lopresti, l'm just doing my job.
This is not personal.
Okay?
lt's always how it is, isn't it?
[phone rings]
l gotta get this.
Just think about what l told you.
[phone rings}
(Lopresti) Good day, Governor. How are you today?
(Governor) Everything okay?
Oh, yeah, l'm all over this Grand Jury thing. [chuckles]
(Grimes) l've got the police report right here, Frank.
461 Western Ave. in Lyndon Hill.
Multiple homicides,
females, known prostitutes,
two males, a security guard named James Aziz,
and a Caucasian male in his fifties,
all victims shot at close range.
(Frank) Who's this Caucasian guy?
I don't know. Nothing on him.
What do you mean?
(Grimes) Somebody came in and put a lid on the investigation.
Ed, l'll get back to you.
Feds?
More than Feds.
You stay here. l'll check it out.
l'll cover you.
[suspense music}
(Frank) How're you doing?
How am l doing?
Yeah.
Good. How are you doing?
Good.
Good. Sorry, Sergeant.
This place is off limits.
Says who?
Says l.
Oh, yeah?
Yup.
And who are you?
None of your business.
None of my business?
None of your business.
Yeah.
Do me a favor. Call your boss,
tell him you gotta see him right away.
lt's real important.
Okay. can l put the doughnuts down?
Uh, Phil?
We got a big 10-78 down here.
Yeah.
So Central lntelligence Agency. Huh?
Uh-huh.
You don't look like a Fed.
Deep cover.
Oh, yeah?
(Phil) What's going on, Jackson?
(Jackson) Uh, who's your friend.
Nice to meet you. Hey, come here.
What's this all about?
(Jackson) I'II tell him if l were you, Phil.
Shut up, Bill.
They killed one of our agents up there.
They killed all the girls. They killed a couple of guys.
And they slashed our boy's neck.
Alright. Thanks.
Yeah.
Any leads?
We're looking for a girl. Another prostitute.
(Phil) Here's the, uh, menu.
She's number seven.
Alright, Ross. Check out number seven.
(Frank) What was your agent's name?
(Phil) Don't take this personal, okay?
But l really can't tell you.
Ah, excuse me, Sergeant.
(Ross) Your tea date?
(old man) l am telling you the truth.
My niece, she got homesick.
She went back to Kazakhstan.
l don't know anything more.
(female) l'm so sorry l'm late--
Adrianna, run !
That's here!
Turn in here.
[gunshot}
[guns shots]
Ah !
[panting]
Adrianna, l'm here to help you.
My Uncle! My Uncle!
l know.
[suspense music}
[sobs]
Let's go.
No! No.
[cries]
(Phil) So what's your name, buddy?
Sgt. Gannon.
(Ross) Look, guys. At least give us the name of your agent.
You're going to the FB l with this?
There's not enough time.
Maybe l can contact my people about it.
l n two hours? l don't think so.
So, the cops who are after me
are somehow connected to the Afghanis who killed your guy.
Well, his throat was cut. Afghani style,
so that's the working assumption.
The Afghanis didn't kill them.
What?
Two other men killed them.
l've seen them before.
They were like you.
Cops.
[male over phone} Captain. Big problem. Gannon took the girl.
He's got the girl?
How did he know?
Shit! Shit! [crack]
[knock on door}
You okay, Captain?
Yeah. l'm fine.
l just dropped the phone.
[dials]
[loud music] l can't believe this guy.
What can't you believe?
No honor.
No loyalty. No honesty.
What are you talking about? Honor? What?
The guy's a cop!
The guy's a rat! okay?
He's starting to sing !
Smart up!
Don't get my blood up, alright?
lt's about you, and about me and about the money. lt's about us! That's it! Alright?
Now you wanna do it. You do it now.
(Grimes) Frank. l got the DMV photo and info back on this Khalid Manseur who owned the van.
But there's something strange. Licenses are good for five years,
but this was renewed only after one.
The original was a diplomatic license.
But I checked with Social Security. This guy's a mechanic.
So why does a car mechanic from Lyndon Hill carry a diplomatic license?
Good point.
l'm going over to the DMV and have my guy run a full check on this.
l'll find out.
Watch yourself.
(Grimes) You guys on your way back here?
We'll be right there.
Honey. Tell me you're not going.
l gotta help Frank with something, honey.
l'll be back in a half an hour.
Besides, Frank is on his way over here.
Okay?
It'll be alright.
[suspense music}
[phone rings]
(Espinoza) Frankie. We got the family.
So l want you to pay attention.
In 15 minutes l want you to be at the old tire factory.
lf you're late, l'm gonna get nervous and gonna fucking kill them all.
l don't wanna kill the children, do you understand me?
So bring the hooker and it's all good.
Looks like the boys got caught with their pants down.
Yeah. They must've been sleeping on the job.
(Jackson) Feds.
(Phil) Yeah, Feds.
(Grimes) Shit. No. No. No. Frank.
Stone's got them. Stone's got them.
We gotta go.
Okay.
Let's go.
Ross!
(Frank) No trade.
They're gonna try to kill us for sure.
(Frank) Seven of them, three of us.
(Jackson) Yo, Gannon.
Make that five.
Phil?
Yeah. Why not? Five.
[suspense music}
(Loretta) [sobs} God.
[drone}
(Phil) Alright. See you in the inside. Let's go.
(Frank) Check. Ed, stay on the line.
(Grimes) We'll be listening.
[phone rings]
Stick to the plan.
(Grimes) Yeah. I know what to do.
Frank. l was part of it.
Of what?
Of the Unit.
Let's just say l wasn't as thin as you. Alright?
l needed the money.
but l swear to God, l never shot anybody.
l never killed anybody.
This investigation,
if something would've happened and you'd have found out later--
l just don't want you to think that l wasn't on your side, man.
l was always on your side.
Partners. Right?
Okay.
You know what to do.
Yes, sir.
(Espinoza) Hold it right there, Frankie boy.
He's clean.
(Espinoza) You goddamn fuck. What were you thinking about?
(Espinoza) You cast us a bunch of shit, Frankie boy.
Where is the girl?
You first.
[suspense music}
So Frank, you've been kind of rough on the work force, pal.
(Stone) That's how l got drafted into this.
(Stone) But hey, you me, the guys.
All together again. [chuckles]
Kinda like the old times, huh?
[child cries softly]
(Loretta) lt's okay kids, we're gonna be fine.
(Katy) Uncle Frank, help us!
(Stone) So, Frank,
you fuck with us,
the kiddies go kaboom!
(Stone) Okay?
(Loretta) [sobs} Frank!
So, where's the whore?
(Frank) l gotta make a call.
[releases hammer]
Nice and easy, Frank. Nice and easy.
Yeah.
(Grimes) We heard it all.
Let's do it.
That's it. Let's go.
(Frank) They'll be here in five minutes.
Frank.
l don't wanna testify.
(Frank) l just want the money, like you.
(Bryant) Do you think we're fucking brain dead?
(Espinoza) No. No. No. Sh. Sh. Sh.
What are you saying, Frankie boy?
Are you saying you're in?
Yeah. What the fuck are you saying, bitch. Go ahead.
What are you saying? Let's hear him out.
Are you saying you're in, Frankie boy?
[brakes screech]
[gunshot] Agh !
(Stone) Go!
Yeah !
[children scream}
Uncle Frank!
You'll be fine. Come on, kids.
(Katy) Where's Daddy?
Just go. Just go.
(Frank) Come on.
(Frank) Let's go.
(Frank) Come on, let's go.
(Ross) Come on.
(Ross) Come on, get in the car. Let's go. Up. Up.
Alright. Let's go.
Yeah !
(Frank) Run to the truck. Go!
Keep your heads down.
[drone]
Look out!
(Ross) He's gone. He's gone. He's gone.
Go back in the car. And get the kids to a safe place, okay?
Everyone okay?
Yeah.
Let's go.
(Jackson) Wait up! l got something !
(Bryant) What the hell do we do now?
(Stone) Just listen to me and remember,
As long as we get the money we get on that plane, then screw everybody and everything.
We just gotta get through this, okay?
Just keep your mind on the money.
Everything is good?
Yeah. Everything's great.
And the rest of the men?
With the law.
What?
They didn't fucking make it, okay?
Didn't make it.
Look on the bright side. There's more money to go around.
Okay? And that should take the sting outta of it.
Millions.
Yeah.
[sighs] Okay.
Show time.
(Stone) l know you're hurting, pal.
But hang in. Money will make it all better.
(male) Did you hear me crying for my mother?
Yo, it's Bill. l got a situation.
(Bryant) Mr. Woo. This is Khalid Manseur.
(Woo) Mr. Manseur.
Your reputation precedes you.
We'll check the goods first.
Partners.
No, Frank!
You know who you are up against.
l'm a caring kind of guy.
(Grimes) Partners.
(Grimes) Right.
l know it doesn't help,
but it's not your fault. He chose to do this. This is what he wanted to do.
He wanted to stand up for what was right, just like you, Sarge.
(Jackson) l got something.
We, meaning the Agency, ran this task force in Afghanistan, in the 80s,
named after a freedom fighter killed by the Russians.
Khalid Manseur.
Now, eight agents, some of the local, some of them Americans
all used that same code name. Get a load of this.
(Ross) Khalid Manseur, two faces, two licenses, same name.
(Ross) l guess that they were part of that Afghani task force.
l guess so.
Your agent killed this morning?
He's probably on it too. l'll know pretty soon.
They'll give me a list of all the agents involved.
(Ross) And I found this on one of the guys.
lt's an internet map.
What is that for?
l was thinking that it was a symbol, or a date
or the time, maybe 4:00 o'clock.
20 minutes.
You think that's where they are?
Why don't we just wait for the Feds? Where are you guys going?
What about Loretta? The kids? Adrianna?
You take care of them.
Jesus, l'm a government agent, not a baby sitter.
(Frank) Bring some fire power.
Meet us at l-5
exist 60.
That's right. l n 15 minutes.
Well, that's all the time you got, Lopresti.
Excellent.
Now we can do business.
(Bryant) Don't worry. l'm on it.
Alright. Look.
l'll take care of my end, you take care of your end.
The thing is, we gotta find them.
We gotta go in without Lopresti.
Without backup?
You okay with that?
Absolutely.
Hey, Sarge.
l'll take some of that gum now.
How many guys you got?
(Lopresti) Tactical unit choppering up. Until then l only got four.
l'm lucky we got four. My balls are on the goddamn vice here.
Alright.
Now listen.
l'm sorry about Grimes. That's a shame.
[phone rings}
Yeah.
Bring your guys up here in front. l'll hook around the back.
l wonder where that tactical unit is. l'll give them a call.
Alright. Do that.
(Lopresti) You know.
l needed this contact, Frank.
Stone's a fool.
I'm not.
Sorry.
[gunshot}
[gunshots]
What is that?
That's hunters. l's hunting season. Let's just finish this. We're almost there.
Out! Get out!
Ross! Back here! Come on.
Agh.
(Ross) Lopresti. He was the leader of that Afghani task force.
He's in the shit. Deep.
(Lopresti) You're nothing, cop. You got in the way!
l had the deal of a lifetime.
[gunshots]
[horn]
l'll trade you.
Oh, shit!
[brakes screech}
[crack] Ugh !
[spits]
Ugh !
[pants] Shit.
[groans] Ah !
Do good rookie. Get up!
[groans]
Come on !
(Lopresti) Alright, Frank!
l got your girlfriend !
[car accelerates]
(Lopresti) Come on, Frank. l'm not kidding !
l'll taker her down now!
[groans] l give up, Frank. Okay.
[gunshots]
[groans]
(Frank) Ross?
Shit.
(Stone) The US Attorney here would have you believe there are some easy answers to be had.
Well, l'm here to tell you that there aren't.
We were at war, ladies and gentlemen.
A war for your streets,
a war for your homes,
a war for your very lives.
And this Unit would do whatever it takes, whatever is necessary
to keep you safe.
Now we are winning that war.
And that's really all that matters here.
l instead of investigating us,
they should be pinning medals on us.
Yeah ! Yeah, M r. Mayor. It went great.
Everybody's gonna come out smelling like a rose.
Yeah. [chuckles]
Well, thank you, sir. You, too.
Looking sharp, Captain.
Well, thank you, Frank.
Does that mean we're gonna be adult about this?
How'd you like a share, Frank. Now that's 12.5 million dollars.
Not too shabby.
What do you say?
You certainly earned it.
You want justice, is that it, Frank?
Fine!
l got some justice for you.
It was justice for you.
[drone}
[court hammer}
[suspense music}
Good luck, Frank.
For the record, state your name, please.
My name is Sgt. Frank Gannon.
Okay, Sgt. Gannon, could you tell this hearing
everything you know about the Direct Action Unit?
(Reporter) Sgt. Gannon's testimony has lead to widespread investigations
into official corruption in both city and federal levels.
(Katy) Hey, look. There's Uncle Frank.
He's on TV! Hello!
Helped discover the Afghanistan drug ring
are being praised by the Mayor and City Hall.
(male over TV) l'm assuring the people of this city,
as long as we have people like this, coming up to it,
there's nothing we can't accomplish.
There's nothing that we cannot do.
This city needs more people like this.
Real cops. Real citizens.
Real heroes.
l'm assuring the people--
Hey.
So how are you feeling, Ross?
l'm alright.
You look good.
Well, the Mayor said you were a hero, l guess, so--
You'll get your shield after all.
Yeah?
Yeah.
And you?
Well, they wanna make me a Lieutenant, so.
l'm still thinking about it. It means l gotta go back to school.
Well, if you need any help with your homework.
Yeah.
Hey, uh, by the way, what's your, uh, first name, Ross?
Billie.
Billie?
Yeah. it's nice.
It suits you.
Thank you, Sarge.
You can call me Frank.
[soft music}
So, uh, once you're back on your feet, you wanna--
Do you wanna have some dinner?
Dinner?
Yeah. You know that thing between lunch and breakfast?
l'd love to.
Alright, uh,
I know just the place.
[rhythmic music}