Man, I love Brazil nuts. You don't hear much about them,
but they reflect well on Brazil.
Where's Fleming?
Mr. Fleming wanted to be here to tell you how much he appreciates
everything you're doing down here
with the dockworkers union and whatnot.
He was so pleased, he sent me a charmer like you?
Ah, funny. You've got a good sense of humor.
No, he had a massage this afternoon.
Priorities, you know.
But he did want me to let you know that we,
myself, ARK and Peter Fleming,
uh, will be helping you with security on the slips from now on.
Oh, and on the offloads, too. (LAUGHS)
If you think
I'm going to pay you geezers for things I don't need,
you're very much mistaken, my friend.
I think you have me confused
with someone who gives a flying frag.
Scales.
(GROWLS)
If you're not happy with the arrangement,
take it up with your congressman.
You've just made a big mistake.
You just made me remember you.
Come on.
KWAN: He's a menace, bro.
That scaly bastard put his driver in the hospital
for making a right turn on red.
Prices are going up next time, bro.
Budget accordingly.
REESE ON RECORDING: Peter Fleming will be, uh, helping you
with security on the slips from now on.
Oh, and on the offloads, too.
SCALES: Well, if you think I'm paying you geezers...
My God. Fleming has lifted shamelessness to an art form.
As Chess, he already takes half of Scales' profits
from the extortion rackets down on the docks.
And now, without the mask,
he wants Scales to pay half of whatever's left to ARK.
What is that?
Parabolic miniature.
Yeah? What about the, uh... The bendy straw-shaped camera thing?
Are you going to take that?
It's called an acorn, and it rests in the feathers on the mask.
Why would you want to put it in the feathers?
Are you coming after my camera placement?
Because, seriously, you do not want to
come after my camera placement.
All I'm saying is that if I'm Fleming and I see a camera in your feathers,
I'm going to shoot you on sight.
Why don't you shoot me now?
I'll get ready faster.
If you don't like the set-up,
do the train recon by yourself.
Oh, yeah. Good idea. Yeah, spotting me on that train,
that's really going to get Scales and Fleming to open up.
Look, I just need to shake it up. All right?
I need to knock the pieces off the board,
and I need Scales to out Fleming on that train.
Are you going to work with me or not?
What is wrong with you today?
(SIGHS) It's Trip's birthday.
Birthdays are overrated.
Not when you're turning 10.
Are we brooding or suiting up?
Both.
I'll leave you to it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Max, I... I need you.
Does the word "privacy" mean the same thing
in your dictionary as it does in mine?
Look, I'm... I'm sorry to interrupt. I need backup.
Backup? Oh, so, you're Gladys Knight and we're the Pips?
He's a Pip.
Do you want me to physically hurt you?
Why do you go to this place of violence so quickly?
Can not there be a little bit of friendly teasing?
(GRUNTS) Rollo.
An ounce of restraint.
I was just teasing.
Max.
Our dance card is full this evening, Vincent.
Uh, carnival business. You run solo tonight.
Fine. I will.
The man's not a fool, Max.
We are The Carnival of Crime.
If he expects us to change our spots, he's sorely mistaken.
Get out the hacksaw, Ruvi.
Betty needs a shave.
(CHOKING)
Call the gecko.
You interrupted lasagna night.
And I like lasagna.
Are you a pawn or a king, Raoul?
I'm a dockworker.
With low blood sugar.
Peter Fleming thinks you're a pawn.
Or should I say Chess thinks you're a pawn.
Come again?
Peter Fleming, head of ARK?
He's also Chess, the crime boss.
As far as your rackets down here go,
you're paying the same man twice.
If I want financial advice,
I'll ask my accountant, not flower girls.
Just think about it.
ARK and all the news stories
have been screaming for weeks
that this cop, Faraday, is Chess...
They got bank accounts, letters, police reports...
Case closed on this guy, right?
But last time we met, you and Chess were moving L9 down on the docks
after Faraday got himself blown up.
The cop was a patsy.
But they made him look like Lincoln's assassin.
So, you tell me this.
Who owns all the local TV stations?
Who runs the privatized police force that investigated the case?
Who is the only person in Palm City
with the resources to make a frame like that stick?
That weed. Fleming is clipping us twice.
He's hustling us, Mr. Raoul.
Quiet!
Or I'll amputate your tongues.
I just wanted you to have that information
before you meet Fleming on the train tonight.
Stop making me ask you questions.
What train?
The Monte-Carlo Train. The gala?
Fleming, the Mayor, every rich player in the city
rubbing elbows, making dirty-handshake deals.
Gambling for charity.
Come on. Don't play me, Raoul.
I know you're going to be there.
Why didn't I know about this?
First I've heard of it, boss.
Well, maybe you didn't know about it
because blue-collar, public school guys like you
don't matter to a guy like Fleming.
If your goal was to enrage me, you've made a good start.
Really?
I've always found you to be so even-tempered.
Huh.
Nimble little gnome, isn't he?
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
ANNOUNCER ON PA: The Monte-Carlo Express leaves in 15 minutes.
Please have your tickets ready.
(ALL CLAMORING)
I look like an escaped mental patient.
Remind me to fire that PR nitwit.
Mr. Fleming...
Palm City is not sure about you or ARK Corporation.
The whole operation feels mechanized.
A bit cold.
Seeing you in your white hat and six guns takes the edge off.
Helps folks see you as a person.
A person with a sense of humor.
I don't have a sense of humor.
No law against keeping that a secret.
Who is this competent-sounding person,
and what has he done with my head of security?
I'll see you on the other end.
MRS. DEBOLT: Eyes forward, please.
Today's birthday guest is Trip Faraday's father,
Detective Vincent Faraday of the Palm City Police Department.
Hey, guys.
Why do you wear black?
Why...
So bad guys can't see him at night.
That's right. What kind of gun do you carry?
This bad boy is a Kimber Custom II semi-automatic pistol.
Are you going to catch Chess?
(ALL GASPING)
You bet we are.
But for safety, I want you guys
to keep your doors locked when you're home alone.
And never answer the door to a stranger, okay?
ALL: Okay. Okay?
ALL: (LOUDLY) Okay.
Happy birthday, deputy.
(CAR HORNS HONKING)
MAN 1: Move it! Come on!
WOMAN: Let's go!
MAN 2: Come on, already!
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
DANA: Travis.
That is my name.
Are you still up for going over
the Cordray depositions tonight?
Uh, I'm pretty much at your place now.
Oh, God, I'm so sorry. I'm stuck in horrendous traffic.
The cake place was a zoo.
Uh, Trip is going to have to let you in.
But he is super conscientious about not letting strangers in the house.
So, I'm gonna have to call ahead and warn him. And...
(CELL PHONE BATTERY BEEPS)
Uh, hello?
Oh, come on. Really?
(HONKING)
(SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION)
Trip. Hey, there. I'm Travis. I work with your mom.
Did she call you to tell you about me
meeting her here to do some work?
No.
Huh.
Well, uh, I... I just spoke to her a little while ago.
You remember me from the office, right?
No. No?
Face doesn't ring any bells?
No.
Oh, I forgot. It's your birthday.
Happy birthday.
Your mom told me.
You could have googled me.
You're not gonna let me in, are you?
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Oh! My good friend, Peter Fleming.
(LAUGHING)
(ALL CLAMORING)
I know you're Chess.
Keep shaking my hand or in five seconds, they will, too.
Well, have a pleasant evening.
Excuse me?
Are you getting this?
I told you don't question my camera placement.
Chess is dead.
Not according to my bankbook, he isn't.
But I'll be happy to discuss it right now if you'd like.
What do you want, Raoul?
Well, I'm a bit East End for you, aren't I, Peter?
You see, I grew up with nothing.
No mom and dad to smooth the way for me.
That makes a boy ambitious. But you wouldn't understand.
No, I'm just wondering how this inarticulate class resentment
translates into a specific course of action.
Oh, it's simple.
You are going to approach Mayor Welkins.
And you're going to introduce him
to his new supplier of raw material
for all city development projects.
That would be you?
Absolutely, Fauntleroy.
Now, roll out the red carpet.
Tonight's my debut. Come on, Noodle.
Oh, one more, Pete. One more. One more.
FEMALE REPORTER: Thank you. Thank you so much.
Great. Thanks for that, Pete.
ANNOUNCER ON PA: This is the final boarding call for the Monte-Carlo Express.
Again, please have your tickets ready,
and proceed to the boarding area.
Thank you.
Oh, no.
All aboard!
No. Not here. Not tonight.
(ENGINE STARTING)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Thought you didn't like small talk.
The Carnival is going to heist the train.
Are they suicidal?
Apparently so.
I want you to stay on Scales and Fleming.
I'm going to go and find Max.
And do what?
Explain to him there are limits to friendship.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Portman?
Yeah.
(STAMMERING) You're dressed as...
It's a costume party. Heroes and Villains.
You were still fresh in my mind.
I like the utility belt. Yeah?
Oh. Velcro.
Nice.
It's upside down.
I know.
Can we just keep this between us? This is a little embarrassing.
Yeah, sure. I, uh... I just never had a fan before.
Well, have a good laugh.
Wait. What... What are you doing here?
I'm working.
Wait. What... What... What's going on?
Is there something wrong with the train? If there is, I want to help.
All right. All right.
I want you to go in there and keep your eyes peeled
for a little guy with a.38 tucked in his belt.
Somebody robbing the train? I think we should call the police.
There are no police. It's just you and me. All right?
The guy with the. 38, what should I do if I find him?
Don't hit him with that foil thingy.
He's little, but he's mean.
Mr. Mayor...
Judge Preston.
Hello.
Thank you.
Lovely robes, Your Majesty.
(LAUGHING) Oh, my God. Who are you?
That's the most hideous costume I've ever seen.
What are you talking about? This isn't a costume.
You get your eyes checked, you silly old bat.
Mr. Mayor, this is Dominic Raoul.
Dominic looks out for the longshoremen, you may know.
But he also sells cement.
I'll let him tell you all about it.
Work your magic. Hmm?
Don't believe everything you read in the newspapers, Mayor.
They earn a fortune sullying a man's reputation.
No, I'm more into real estate,
construction these days.
What do you pay for your copper pipe these days, Mayor?
Oh, I don't really know offhand.
Sixty a ton, I get it for. Cheap metals.
All your important woods.
A third of what your people are paying.
And the best bit? No tax.
Excuse me.
Where the bloody hell are you going?
A man more sensitive than myself might take offense.
It is improper, what you're suggesting.
All right?
Are you telling me I'm improper?
I'm telling you I am needed elsewhere right now.
Go on, you perfumed poodle.
What is it? You don't think I can pay the toll?
I'll buy and sell you.
Is there trouble here, sir?
What are you looking at?
Give me a drink.
You can't do this, Rollo.
Stay out of it, Vince. Don't make me show you crazy.
I got a chance here. Scales is going to out Fleming as Chess.
It's my chance at clearing my name.
That's not my problem.
Look, there's 200 people on board.
You heist this, someone's gonna get shot.
I'm not going to let you rob the train, man.
Don't make me pull a barrel on you, brother.
Where is Max? I want to speak to him.
He's doing his job. Now, back off.
You reach for this gun, and I'll cut that hand off.
(FIRES FLASH)
I told you, don't get cocky.
You watch it, Beatlemania, or I'll flash your face, too.
(GRUNTS)
PATRICK: Get up. Come on.
Wait. What... What... What were you doing?
Here. Sit here.
Uh... I know. I'll... I'll get some water.
I'll get... Okay. Okay. I'll get water.
(GROANS)
Okay, 8-year-old.
The s'mores-free fire zone is officially secured.
All right. Sleeping bag.
Three, two, one. Go, go, go, go.
I totally beat you.
Yeah?
North, northeast.
You're a navigator.
You okay?
My friend Sam's parents are getting divorced.
His dad's moving to Minnesota.
And he's only gonna see him, like, twice a year.
And you're worried something like that
is gonna happen to our family?
Because it won't.
I know, but...
What if I have to go somewhere?
What if I have to walk somewhere really far,
and no one was there to tell me which way to go?
You don't need a compass.
You got me.
I love you, Dad.
Trevor?
Travis.
You're a lawyer, right?
I am a defense attorney.
An uncomfortable defense attorney.
If it looks like someone is guilty of doing something...
I mean, something bad,
how do they prove that they're innocent?
They don't. They don't have to.
The burden is on the system to prove guilt.
Citizens are presumed innocent.
Nothing can take that presumption away.
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
So, technically... I mean, legally and all,
my dad is innocent?
Yeah. He is.
(DOOR LOCKING)
Thank you.
You're welcome.
FEMALE REPORTER: Why Palm City, Mr. Fleming?
That's a good question, and I'm glad you asked.
Guys, it's not a boxing ring. Please.
Are you all right, miss?
I'm fine. Thank you.
Look, it's not that I chose Palm City
as much as Palm City chose me.
Chose a 62% drop in violent crime
since we privatized the police force.
Chose beautification programs
that are already improving our shopping districts.
ORWELL: That's because of the sweeps.
You round anyone up who even looks suspicious,
throw them into illegal detention,
and bribe judges to keep the conviction rate up.
That's not a choice. It's fascism.
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLING) Wow.
It looks like somebody has been reading the Orwell Is Watching blog.
Word to the wise. A lot of misinformation there.
Huh. She's gone to report to her friend, Orwell.
(ALL CHUCKLING)
Now, that's someone I'd like to meet. Appreciate it.
Excuse me.
No, I got this. I got this.
SCALES: You greedy little vulture.
You won't be so smug when your port goes dark.
Mr. Raoul?
THE CAPE: Give it a second.
I want to see how this plays out.
Mr. Fleming,
I don't know why you brought this thug with you,
but he is unwelcome here. And if he is your friend...
He's not my friend.
And if he is bothering you, I'll have him ejected at the next stop.
You'll have me ejected?
You heard me.
Okay. Mayor,
Your Majesty,
ladies and gentlemen,
it may interest you to know that Peter Fleming
is the notorious crime lord and murderer
known as Chess.
(ALL LAUGHING)
WELKINS: This is all very awkward, Peter.
Do your job.
Detain Mr. Raoul.
(ALL GASPING)
Up against the wall! All of you! (ALL EXCLAIMING)
You want villains? I'll give you a proper villain.
Listen up.
We want all your wallets, jewelry and cell phones in the bag.
And we'll start with you.
I feel much better now, Noodle.
Back to basics, Mr. Raoul.
Yeah, all that hot air was suppressing my immune system.
All right, Portman, this is your stop.
I want you to get in there, get under a seat and get safe.
Under a seat?
While you go in there alone? No way.
That gun shoots real bullets, all right? Don't argue with me.
Orwell? New wrinkle. Wait for my signal.
Get to the front of the train and secure the engine.
Got it.
I'm not getting under any damned seat.
You give me something to do or I'm going rogue.
All right, all right.
The safety is off.
Don't use that unless you absolutely have to.
I'm 10 seconds behind you.
Is it a good idea to rob me?
He doesn't look much like a sheriff now, does he, people?
(CHUCKLES) There's nowhere in the world
you'll be able to hide from me.
What makes you think I'll be hiding?
(PEOPLE GASPING)
I'm the Secretary of Prisons, and I am... I am off the reservation.
So, drop your gun before I blow your gizzards off.
I'm almost too amazed to shoot him.
Almost.
(PEOPLE GASPING)
SCALES: On the ground, all of you!
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Get out!
(GROANS)
Him again?
I'm gonna make you fly, blackbird.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Help me. Max!
Let me tell you this, son.
Heroes don't always win in the end.
(GRUNTS)
Where are the guards?
NOODLE: I... I don't know.
Come on.
PETER: Scales.
Give me that.
Quite the debut.
Well, you haven't seen my encore.
(LAUGHS) What are you gonna do? Steal their dentures?
You can't play at this level, Scales.
Slither on back to the docks while you still can.
Oh, I've gone well beyond the docks, Fleming.
As you will soon see.
You want a war with me, do you?
Sure.
Noodle?
Let the war begin.
(GRUNTING)
Where have you been?
Oh, I've been hanging by my fingertips off the side of a train.
How about you?
The train's a runaway.
It's what?
The braking system failed when the caboose decoupled.
THE CAPE: All right, how do we fix it? Cut the brake hose.
Where is it?
Under the train, just above the wheels.
Okay. Can you cut it?
I'm not that crazy.
Okay, get him to the engine room. I've got this.
And I want you to take him...
(PEOPLE GASPING)
PETER: You've got staying power, Cape.
Like a weed. Or a cockroach.
Hold it. (PEOPLE GASPING)
My God, they're multiplying.
Easy.
Everybody, take it easy. This train's a runaway.
We need all hands on deck to stop it.
MAN: Did he say "runaway"?
(PEOPLE CHATTERING IN CONCERN)
Right, Sheriff?
Right.
Hey! Get your filthy hands off my cash.
Don't even try it.
God, you're ugly. Now, you turn around.
You know, after our last meeting,
I had bullets in three different muscles in my chest.
(COCKS GUN) I'm allergic to anesthesia.
And the only thing I had to comfort me
while the doc took the bullets out
was a washcloth soaked in cognac.
And thoughts of what I would take from you
the next time I had the chance.
Hey, Toto!
How's that knee?
You again. I'm going to play billiards with your head!
Bring it on, gator butt!
Enough!
In the cage.
TRAINER 1: You need to learn your place, boy.
And your place is in that cage.
TRAINER 2: Would you like some cake, Scales?
No cake for you!
(TRAINER 2 LAUGHING)
(WHIP CRACKING) (SCREAMING)
You heard him.
The next time we meet,
I'm going to make me a pair of boots out of you.
(YELLS IN ANGER)
(LAUGHING)
MAX: Hey, what are you waiting for?
Brandy and a cigar? Come on, let's go.
Nobody puts me in a cage.
You know, I believe him.
Let's get the hell out of here.
(WHOOPING)
Let's go, boys!
(LAUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
It's a two-man job.
The brakes have failed.
We need to get under there and cut the, uh...
The air brake hose?
Cut it, the brakes will re-engage.
I'm a mechanical engineer, remember?
Are you going to help me do this or not?
Does it look like I have any choice?
Go ahead. I'll lower you down.
Oh, no, no, no. You're the engineer.
I'll lower you down.
You're right.
That's more interesting.
I'll find out who you are.
I'll find out who you love.
I'll hurt them.
I need to get closer.
Who are you?
Just cut the hose, Fleming.
Not until you tell me who you are.
Cut the damn hose or I'm gonna drop you!
(TRAIN HORN BLOWING)
(LAUGHING)
Whoo!
(PETER CONTINUES LAUGHING)
Oh.
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
That's good.
You're learning how to play.
What, you think this is a game?
You think it isn't?
(LAUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
This is not a game.
I'm going to end you.
You're not as smart as you think you are.
God, I wish you were right.
(GRUNTING)
(REESE GROANING)
I remember you.
(SCREAMING)
Happy birthday. Oh, I'm so sorry, buddy.
I... I'm not good at this.
Good at what?
(LAUGHS) I don't know.
Hey, Trevor. You want some milkshake cake?
Yeah. Pour me some of that milkshake cake.
Come on in. Join us.
You know, I realized tonight that you make your living
putting guns in people's faces
and stealing money they've worked for and saved.
This is news to you?
No. No. But I let myself forget that
when you're helping me get where I want to go.
When what I'm doing
seems like it means something to you.
Sometimes, it does.
What do you want The Cape to be?
It doesn't matter what I want.
I'm not the one wearing it.
What I believe in and what you believe in,
sooner or later, it's gonna put us
at opposite sides of a loaded gun.
Well, let's enjoy the time before that day comes.
(DOOR SLAMS)
I was off my game tonight.
Uh, maybe a little.
I blame the outfit.
Me, too.
Look,
I just got Scales on tape outing Fleming as Chess.
And no one cared.
They just laughed. I've got nothing.
You've got Scales and Fleming at war.
The Secretary of Prisons wants to be your Tonto.
And you saved hundreds of lives.
May not get you home, but it's not nothing.
Everything we just went through,
here you are wrapping a birthday gift for your son.
Why do parents love their kids like that?
They just do.
Do you think that
anything could ever make that love go away?
No.
Your kid's birthday next year, you'll be home.
Yeah.
And where are you going to be?
(RATTLING)
"No journey too far. Your friend, The Cape."