-Oh, you're gonna lock me in there? -Don't worry.
Please don't do this.
Sir, I've done nothing wrong.
-Please. -lt's only until I check some facts.
Hi.
Your facts checked out.
We have to leave.
You're not safe here.
I don't understand.
This has to look right.
Come on.
The man you are talking about is called Alexander Pearce.
He stole big money from a gangster.
They've come to Venice to find him.
They think you are him.
They've placed a....
A bounty on your head.
That's why you're not safe.
Wait here for a moment.
You've come to buy a key?
Brand-new bills? l appreciate it.
-You think we cheat you? -Of course not. I just enjoy counting.
Well, gentlemen, Alexander Pearce is all yours.
Remember, don't shoot him!
I think we've lost them.
I'd really like to take these off.
We have to wait to get to open waters.
Okay.
Elise! Elise!
Elise!
You all right?
Yeah.
Do you think it's a little loose?
No, no, no.
They are back.
Bring them in.
I come back tomorrow?
No, no. No, stay.
We tried everything, sir.
-But he got away. -So I heard. So l heard.
They're referring to the young man who stole $2.3 billion from me.
You know, I worked very hard for years...
...so l wouldn't have to do the dirty work.
No more chasing traitors.
No more killing.
Now I employ people to do those things for me.
Except that you don't.
-Does it look all right? -Yes.
Like always.
What's "always"?
Very good.
Yes, l think it looks all right.
So that's how you pick a lock.
Why do you know how to do that?
Where's the owner of this boat?
Bottom of a canal?
Sitting in a cafe with a pocketful of euros.
Why is all this happening?
Why is everyone trying to kill me?
It's because I kissed you.
Do I look that much like him?
I am sorry l got you involved in all this.
Why are you involved in all this?
-Because I'm in love with him. -Really? I'm not.
Seriously, help me understand why.
I honestly didn't think he would let it go far.
I didn't think he would let Shaw get to you.
Shaw. That's the man that Pearce stole from?
Reginald Shaw. Alexander used to be his private banker.
I thought he'd be Russian or something like that.
He surrounds himself with Russians, but he's as English as Alex and I.
Give me your hand.
Now he owns most of the casinos and brothels from here to Novosibirsk.
Once, he bragged to Alexander that he had every man killed...
...his wife had slept with before she met him.
When he found out how many there'd been, he killed her too.
There you are.
What made Pearce think that he could take on a guy like that?
It's just who he is.
Could you ever feel like that about someone like me?
I don't regret it, you know.
Kissing you.
I have to go check...
...the thing.
Where are we going?
The airport.
-Where are we going? -You'll see.
Tie us off, would you?
I wish we'd met in another life, Frank.
Take the next flight to America. Find what you need in the bag.
Be safe.
But I'm in love with you.
Agent Elise Clifton-Ward...
...identification number MFS98495G.
Elise Ward.
Well, you've certainly blown your cover now.
I'm ready to give you Pearce.
You're ready to give me Pearce.
That's interesting. So you aren't here to beg me to lift your suspension.
You've actually come to do your job.
Allow me to ask...
...why now?
You live with a man for a year...
...during which time we don't get one single usable photograph.
But now you're ready to give him up.
It's because of that tourist, isn't it?
I want to put an end to this before someone gets killed.
I wish I could understand your choice in men.
A fugitive thief. Well, that's exciting, perhaps.
But a schoolteacher from Wisconsin?
Who'd have thought your tastes were so provincial?
Do you want Pearce or not?
Yes.
I'm meeting him at a ball tonight.
You know you'll have to wear a wire.
Good.
She's heading toward the southeast corner.
Where have you been?
I thought you'd never get here.
Really?
Certainly.
Is that our man?
How could you be so sure I was coming?
I just knew it.
Fate wouldn't bring me to an evening like this with no reason.
As soon as you walked in, I knew what the reason was.
No?
No.
Count Filippo Gaggia. Landowner. Big reputation as a swordsman.
Well, he won't be dueling tonight.
Wait.
Alexander.
-Excuse me. -lt's Pearce. He's here.
He just left her that envelope. Pull up the footage, we have his face.
Alexander.
Frank.
I don't bloody believe this. All right, get that moron out of here.
You shouldn't-- I can't, I'm sorry.
Come on. You owe me a dance.
You shouldn't be here.
No, Elise, this is the one place on earth I should be.
How did you get in here?
I told the doorman you were my wife and I wanted to keep an eye on you.
Italians are big on that kind of thing.
-Leave. -No.
Do you like the suit?
You paid for it.
I've been thinking about your friend Pearce and his plan.
And so far, I'm thinking it hasn't worked out for him.
-No? -No.
Take that gangster guy.
-Shaw. -Yeah, Shaw.
I don't believe Pearce was prepared for him being here for the whole chase.
Will you please leave?
You're kind of worried about me?
Yes.
And l'm worried about you.
Frank.
And l'm not leaving without you.
You were part of a plan.
You were useful, that's all.
What do you think, l saw you on the train and my heart stopped?
Leave.
This way, please.
Excuse me, sir, I think you've made a mista--
What's it say?
Bring up Signora Ward's boat, please.
It looks like they've called up her boat.
What should we do?
She may just be playing with us.
Let's wait.
Fondamenta San Giacomo 23, please.
Okay, good. We have the address.
I'm gonna follow her on the boat.
I want snipers on all surrounding roofs...
...and if you get a visual on Pearce first, call.
Help.
Hello?
Let's have a little fun with him.
Who are you people?
Where are we going?
Well, l don't know, Alexander.
Where are we going?
I'm not Alexander.
My name is Frank Tupelo.
I'm an American citizen and I have rights.
I don't care what you call yourself these days.
Your name is Alexander Pearce, and you have no rights.
Not till you pay us 744 million pounds back taxes.
Seven hundred and forty-four million?
Looks like someone else is following our target.
Reginald Shaw.
Well, this could be fun.
Stay close but not too close, and get the office to send me an interpreter.
Yes, 744 million.
You didn't think we knew about that bank account in Liechtenstein.
-l don't know what he's talking about. -Listen...
...you asshole.
I know everything about you.
I even know how much that face cost.
Twenty-four million wired to a surgeon from a Swiss bank account.
I haven't been able to prove it...
...but now l don't have to.
Because I just lock you in a box in a basement...
...until you tell me where the money is.
It's all right.
It's all right, Frank.
I know you're not Alexander Pearce.
But you know who you are?
You're a moron.
And you're a moron that almost ruined my 8-million-pound sting operation.
Twice.
So you're gonna stay here until this is over.
Please, you can't do this.
I haven't done anything. I shouldn't be here.
You know what I think?
I think that this is the one place on earth you really should be.
How was your night in the hotel, huh?
She's quite something, I'm sure.
Target is about 200 yards away from destination.
-We are matching speed. -Good.
But don't get too close.
I don't wanna scare Pearce off again.
I won't be needing you anymore this evening.
Magnificent.
I've never really understood the love that people devote to each other.
Money, yes. Possessions, yes.
But people are so unreliable. They sicken, decay and die.
But this.... This is worth dying for.
Alexander had taste.
-It seems to me that.... -We're live.
Oh, yes, do sit down.
When are you going in?
You're welcome to stay and watch, if you can keep your mouth shut.
You know, Alexander was like a son to me.
I loved him.
That brilliant, playful, disrespectful young bastard.
I even thought he and l were two of a kind.
Oh, l took great pleasure...
...never knowing what the scamp would do next.
Until one day, what he did next...
...didn't give me any pleasure at all.
You know, in our quaint legal system, if a man sleeps with my wife...
...I kill him and her and get away scot-free.
Crime of passion is what it's called.
But my passion extends to all the things l own.
They are me.
They represent me.
So if a man steals from me, I kill him.
I kill his wife, his children, his mother.
I might even throw in the family doctor.
For he has taken from me something for which I have paid the infinite price:
my soul.
That's something these idiots will never understand.
He's not coming, is he?
He sent you to get the money.
So...
...where is it?
Where's my money?
Where is the safe?
I don't know.
Where is the safe?
-l don't know. -You don't know?
Is it behind this bookcase here?
Or...
...perhaps this one here.
-Where is the safe? -l don't know. I haven't seen Alex--
Please, do something.
-Permission to fire. -Hold your fire.
I repeat, hold your fire. Not until Pearce shows.
You're very beautiful, Elise.
Now, try to combine it with a little intelligence...
...and tell me where the safe is.
If I knew it, I would tell you.
I don't think she actually knows.
You have to go in. They're gonna kill her.
-Where's my interpreter? -They're going to kill her.
She can handle herself.
She can handle herself?
She's one of us.
Expert in undercover operations.
But when l sent her to Russia to find Pearce, she went dark.
I think she could never quite decide if she was with him or with us.
She's a good agent.
Except she falls in love with any man...
...that she spends longer than a train ride with.
Commander Acheson, I'm the interpreter.
Yes, go.
If you could provide me with some context.
"She really doesn't seem...
...to know where it is. We should go."
"We give it five more minutes.
-lf Pearce doesn't show--" -Pearce.
"If Pearce doesn't show, we get rid of the woman and go."
Permission to engage.
-Negative. -Please.
Not one more word from you.
They won't kill her.
Pearce will come.
He has to come.
All right, let's do it.
No. Knife.
Engaging target.
Negative. That is an order.
This guy is crazy.
Now, if you don't tell me where the safe is...
...I might be tempted to rearrange your face somewhat.
You'll find life...
...is not quite so giving to an ugly woman.
You really don't know, do you?
There.
Behind the medallion. There.
Open it.
There is movement in the courtyard.
Pearce. l knew it.
You know what? He does look a little like you.
No!
-l don't-- -Just try.
Go on. Press enter.
You may try one more time.
Let her go.
Oh, my God.
-You let her leave, I'll open the safe. -Stop.
Frank, what in hell?
Please, Elise. Let me handle this.
I'll say it again.
You let her go, I'll open the safe.
Who the hell are you?
I'm Alexander Pearce.
This was the man on the boat.
-He is not Alexander Pearce. -Elise, please.
-What the hell are you doing? -What the hell is he doing?
Permission to engage target.
Shut the hell up.
Alexander.
Is it you?
Truly?
Truly.
Show me your teeth.
Alexander had crooked teeth.
Stained from excessive smoking.
Braces. Electronic cigarettes.
He had a higher forehead.
I had a migraine for two weeks after the remodel.
You sound different.
-Voice-chip implant. -No, no. I mean, the way you speak.
Yes, that's right. Alexander was English.
This man is American.
I've gotten used to the American accent...
...that I find it a tad difficult to go back.
That's pathetic. This man is not Alexander Pearce.
He's a tourist.
A tourist?
Someone l happened to sit next to on a train.
How would a tourist know you killed every man your wife ever slept with?
I told him that.
You told a tourist?
Why would she do that?
It's absurd.
Well, there's a simple way of finding out.
Open the safe.
I've made you a deal.
-When she's gone... -What are you doing?
...and l know she's safe, then....
Well, l'll make you an even better deal.
Open the safe now, and I won't make you watch something...
...that you would never forget.
Open it.
I see.
Now you see.
-Sir. -l know him. He'll come for her.
I know him. He won't give her up now.
We must engage.
Permission to engage, sir.
Sir.
I love you.
He'll come for her. He'll come for her. It doesn't make se--
This is Chief Inspector Jones. Permission granted.
Fire.
-Are you all right? -Yes.
Agent Ward, your suspension's lifted.
Thank you, sir.
And your employment is terminated.
Effective immediately.
Thank you, sir.
We got him.
-We got Alexander Pearce. -Where?
On the Fondamenta.
Three hundred meters south of your location.
So you love me.
I do.
How do you feel about Alexander Pearce these days?
I love him too. Unfortunately.
I may have a solution for you.
Are you with me this time?
Come on. Let him up.
I'm just a tourist.
He said l might get arrested at some point.
-What? -But that you'd have to let me go...
...because you'd have nothing on me.
-Who? -The man that's sending me texts.
-Texts? -And the money, of course.
So let me get this straight because l'm a little confused.
You receive money from a man you've never met before...
...who sends you text messages telling you just to show up somewhere.
Well...
...not just anywhere.
Clear.
"Seven hundred and forty-four million."
Inspector Acheson...
...this operation is now officially terminated.
-l'll expect your report on Monday. -Sir, listen.
-We have our money, Acheson. -But we don't have Pearce.
The man's a criminal wanted in 14 countries.
Well, what is it he did, really?
He stole money from a gangster.
A dead gangster.
And he has good taste in women.
I can't say I don't wish him well.
Twenty million dollars' worth of plastic surgery.
And that's the face you choose?
Do you not like it?
It'll do.