Eraser (1996) Movie Script
You couldn'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!
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.
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 lran-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?
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?
I know.
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 FBl, 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 seance
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 lsaacs.
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.
Go straight to the pay
phone and wait for my call.
It's a public place, with
And...
...l 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 l?
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...
...l 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?
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...
...l 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?
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.
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!
He's here.
Hold your fire!
Lee...
...just drop your weapon.
Move!
-You're late!
-Traffic.
-How's your ammo?
-I'm out.
Damn it! Two rounds left.
Move!
Ready to go?
Stay down. When I say
so, head for the door.
Go.
Let's go.
You're luggage.
How many casualties?
Three. Kruger took them
out like that, cold.
-I can't believe this.
-His prints were on the weapon.
Run prints on him? That's moving fast.
I was there.
Why would he do a thing like this?
Look...
...the man has nothing to keep
him honest. He's been bought.
I've known John for years.
We're losing time.
If he's innocent, why's he on the run?
And his witness?
She's in it with him.
What the hell do you mean?
We identified ourselves.
She shot one of my men.
Fine.
Do whatever it takes to bring him in.
But--
Sir?
Bring him in alive.
Captain?
Put out a citywide A.P.B.
Lock this town up so tight
it'll make his balls ache.
Beller.
-Captain.
-John, where are you?
DeGuerin is the mole. He killed
the others to flush out my witness.
Come in.
I'll protect my witness!
You'll put her in danger.
You'll both end up dead.
DeGuerin has been bought.
My witness knows too much.
Federal agents say you are the shooter.
I'll call you back.
When?
When I have proof.
It's gone too far.
We're on our own.
What can we do?
We can't stay on the run for long.
We need hard evidence.
You kept a copy?
I was supposed to give it to
a friend of mine, a reporter.
-She asked me--
-Claire lsaacs?
How do you know?
She's dead.
They killed her.
How could they have known?
-I didn't tell anyone.
-I know. It's not your fault.
Maybe they tapped her phone.
There's many ways....
Everything's going to be all right.
I was just trying to cover myself.
I didn't know who I can trust.
Now, I'll get us both killed.
No.
This may be all that keeps us alive.
I don't even know what's on that.
We'll see.
It's completely hacker-proof.
There's no way to run it outside Cyrez.
Then we'll run it from the inside.
It's like a fortress. We can't go
back there. They'd expect that.
I'd hate to disappoint them.
The streets are clear. The police
are safely back in their donut shops.
This is Father Rodriguez.
Pleasure.
I was not always Father Rodriguez.
I was born again, with a
little help from our friend.
His Columbian associates wanted to
introduce him to God personally.
I've been given a second chance at life.
This time, I'm using it for God's work.
Anything else I can do?
We need a car. Just for a day or two.
Done.
It burns as much oil as
gas, but it's yours.
You sure about this?
There's no one else I can trust.
It's raining men,
Hallelujah it's raining men
Hello, Johnny.
Yo!
I need to talk to you right away.
I've got one question.
Was it your idea to hook me up
with the Village People here?
You're safe?
From the mob, yeah.
No self-respecting wiseguy would be
caught dead in a joint like this.
Do me just one favor.
Don't let on that I'm straight.
I don't want to break any hearts.
Trust me.
You said if I ever need anything,
I could come to you?
I need your help.
Wait. You need my help?
Now.
You got it.
Cover me for a few seconds.
I got to help a friend.
Who's he? He looks rough!
Don't start.
Do you two need a moment alone?
We're fine, thanks.
Just an idea.
Kevin just...worries about me.
Don't ask.
You want me to help
you break into Cyrez?
Yeah.
You shitting me?
I thought I'd help you
move a sofa or something.
Pull over up ahead.
I'll help you out.
All we need is some tanks,
a few rocket launchers...
...and a set of balls
like the King of Bayonne.
You need these.
I'll meet you at his place.
I look like I've got gas?
Gentlemen.
What's going on?
It will be contained in 24 hours.
Not good enough.
We have problems. They're solvable.
We must cancel the shipment.
Not an option.
What do we do with 10 tons of assault
weapons that's not supposed to exist.
I am the eyes and ears of your world.
There's too much heat.
You don't get it.
The money has changed hands.
These are not the kind
of people you cancel on.
Get those guns out of the
country tonight or you're dead.
Now...
...how will you contain the situation?
Kruger has to show up at Cyrez.
I'll be waiting.
Why would he risk it?
The disk is the only thing
that'll clear him and the woman.
This better work.
The disk. The girl. The guns.
By dawn, they don't exist. Clear?
Yeah.
Crystal.
In 2 weeks, the House Armed
Services Committee announced...
...it will begin official
hearings into the Cyrez scandal.
It's crawling with reporters.
We've got to keep a lid on this mess.
By tomorrow you'll be chuckling about
this in your kiss-ass country club.
Who's running this camera?
I am.
This is Haggerty, head of security.
Good.
We'll keep everything
nice and low-profile?
Ever do any wetwork?
On 3 different continents.
To impress me, Slick,
do your fucking job.
How many people do you have?
They'll do what it takes.
Plus 20 more on the security
force, who'll follow orders.
Fine.
Make sure my man has
your full cooperation.
We've got every possible
point-of-entry under surveillance...
...from the rooftop to the sewers.
He's a ghost.
If he wants in, he'll get in.
Where's he go to run this disk?
The central vault.
No other terminal can access it.
To read the disk,
there's only one way in.
Outstanding, gentlemen.
All we do is sit back and wait
for Mr. Kruger to come to us.
Where are you going?
Take it easy. I've got a
delivery for Blevens, 14th floor.
We can't accept any deliveries.
"We can't accept any deliveries."
I'm just messing with you, man.
Call Blevens to authorize it.
Pepperoni and cheese.
Maybe you don't understand.
This is a high-security facility.
You don't understand.
This is a Papa Genoche's pizza.
If he doesn't get it while it's still
hot, he gets two free out of my pocket!
-I'm trying to save for a computer.
-Search him.
Get your hands off me!
Listen...
...l got a bad heart and a good lawyer.
Shut up.
He's clean.
Cheese and pepperoni.
Pal, hit the road.
I said, go!
What's going on?
Pizza delivery guy is having a seizure.
Who ordered a pizza?
This is all we need. Get him
to the infirmary immediately.
-How're we doing?
-We'll be on the road in an hour.
They roll or I need to know why.
Yes, sir.
Come on! Let's move it!
You're expected.
Infirmary is through the loading dock.
Patient stable?
I'm not sure. Hurry.
Thank you.
He looks stable. Give him some oxygen.
He's fibrillating! Code blue!
No, it's okay!
Gel.
Clear!
This way. They're waiting for you.
Here we go again. Clear!
Increase voltage.
Let's do it one more time.
Let's not.
You, over there, against the wall.
On the floor.
Face the wall.
On the floor.
My God! Terrorists!
You want terror?
You want some fricking terror?!
I'll jump-start your ass!
Tape them.
Face the wall!
Keep it secure.
Handle that?
Get out!
Let's go.
We have a problem.
What is it?
-He's running the disk.
-Shit!
Impossible.
Any activity at Station 1?
All clear.
My ass! He's in.
He just didn't use the door.
Get your men down there, now! Go!
-What are you doing?
-No, I know this.
It changes.
Screw that. Get out of the way.
Check it.
Somebody talk to me.
He's at a remote terminal
somewhere in the building.
-You said he couldn't.
-He can't.
Donahue designed it so
no outside activity--
Donahue is dead.
You'll wish you were too, if you
don't find out what's going on...
...and you find out now.
-Holster it.
-Take a hike, junior.
I said, holster your--
Some people take things for granted,
like the ability to chew solid food.
I'll find him.
How?
I'll scan the terminals,
eliminate them one by one.
If he stays on-line, I'll nail him.
Do it.
How we doing?
You were right. Donahue
left himself a back door.
But we still have to break his code.
We've got another 5 or 6
minutes until they trace us.
Recognize this?
No.
Warmer. It's an accounting format.
Stop me if I get lucky.
How we doing?
Eliminating low clearance programs.
South wing is clean.
Two to go.
Two federal investigators
downstairs want to talk.
Do what you've got to do,
but get rid of them.
-You can't be seen here.
-I won't be. Go.
I need a chopper on the roof.
Right.
Those are offshore banking deposits.
"UBS." That's Union de Banques Suisses.
$52 million.
If it's an arms sale, it's a major one.
Let's see who their buyer is.
"Sergei...
...lvanovich Petrofsky."
Who's that?
Bad news.
Head of a cartel in the Russian Mafia...
...selling drugs, guns and
influence to very unpleasant people.
He's in the north wing.
Get moving.
Let's go.
-How long?
-I don't know.
running secure programs.
You got 5 minutes.
Find them and call me.
Let's go.
There it is. Delivery date...
...tonight, midnight.
Are they insane?
lf these get offshore....
There will be a whole new
era of world terrorism.
Got him. 25th floor, Donahue's office.
Scramble. Alpha Chief
to the north wing, now!
They're onto us.
They're erasing the goddamn disk.
Come on!
I'll cover you.
Meet me at the ambulance.
Go!
Lee, run!
Listen, John!
My rules!
Mess with me, I'll mail her
back to you in little pieces.
Fire alert.
Fire Alert.
This is not a drill. Please
proceed to the nearest exit.
In this car I can get us to
Baltimore in 40 minutes.
You're not coming with me.
I'll drop you off.
Don't give me this, "I work alone" shit.
You've already done enough.
This is not your fight.
Look, just indulge me
for a minute, okay?
If it weren't for you...
...my tongue would be hanging
on Canelli's trophy wall.
Look, you need me.
My cousin Tony runs those docks.
If your ship is there, he will find it.
You're short one envelope.
Infantino didn't pay.
What do you mean, didn't pay?
What'd he say?
He said, "Tell that fat
fuck Tony Two-toes...
...l ain't paying him another dime."
I know that voice.
But it can't be him.
Not unless he's a ghost.
Boo.
Johnny C. !
You got whacked!
Must have been another guy.
Another guy rat out Canelli too?
Canelli's a piece of shit.
I got no love for Canelli, either.
But...
...this time you went over the line.
I'm still here.
What you did was wrong.
He got a drug dealer and
his poison off the streets.
Whose the tree trunk?
This is the guy who saved my ass.
My cousin, Tony Two-toes.
That's Sal.
Little Mike.
Your funeral was absolutely beautiful.
Canelli finds out he's still breathing--
Screw Canelli. We got
bigger problems. Tell him.
There's a major arms deal going down.
A U.S. contractor's selling out
to international terrorists.
Mr. 60 Minutes. Tell me
something I don't know.
It will happen tonight on your docks.
That I didn't know.
Quite a lot of security.
Expecting trouble?
I'm a Boy Scout. Always be prepared.
Why's she here?
Just think of her as
an insurance policy...
...if someone crashes the party.
You're not telling me something.
Just a bump in the carpet.
Nothing for you to worry about.
Relax. You'll be out
of here in 20 minutes.
What about her?
Whatever.
Once you're in international
waters, her policy expires.
Personally...
...l'd shoot her and
throw her overboard.
It would be such a shame.
Don't even think about it.
I think and do what I like.
You will soon learn about this.
Last crate's on its way.
I'll leave you lovebirds alone.
DeGuerin....
This is Kruger. Get me Beller.
Start a trace on this.
I've got proof Cyrez is selling
weapons on the black market.
Daniel Harper's in on it.
Undersecretary of Defense Harper?
Yes. DeGuerin is their facilitator.
He is the mole.
It all goes down tonight.
Come and get me. Baltimore docks.
Pier 57.
Report.
Range is clear.
Not a creature is stirring.
Clear on the south.
Quiet on the east.
Listen up. This is the last load.
Keep your heads up and
your assholes puckered.
If he's out there, I want him.
Sunshine....
I want to talk to you.
This is a restricted area.
You're telling me.
What the hell are you doing here?
Excuse me?
We're from Local 129, sonny.
We heard you was loading a ship without
assistance of bona fide union labor.
Say it ain't so.
Sir, we have a situation.
You certainly do.
Stand by. We're coming to you.
What is it?
I'll explain something to you.
Nothing moves off these docks without
it don't get loaded by the union.
I don't see no union people around here.
Do you?
This is a matter of national security.
Clear this area immediately!
That's a threat?
Absolutely.
What was that?
Gunfire at the warehouse!
Nobody screws with the union.
Perimeter, check in.
Talk to me!
We have a security breach.
Check it out! Get that crane moving!
Movement in the southwest corner.
It's nothing.
There they are.
Commie bastards.
Not Communists. They're a federation
of independent liberated states.
Don't make me hurt you, Mikey.
Keep your eyes on that crane.
Can I hit that guy from here?
You're lucky if you hit the
floor if you fell on it.
Got him.
Fry the bastard.
Jesus Christ.
Fuck me!
I think we got him!
He's toast!
I think we even got the roaches.
Royce, Somes, you're recon.
Bring me back the good news.
E.M. team, cover them.
Roger.
Come on, goddamn it.
Nice shotgun, asshole.
Schiff! Calderon!
They missed.
Johnny?
I'll be right out.
Open fire!
It looks as if your friend has arrived.
I'll enjoy introducing him to you.
I won't have the pleasure.
He's forced me to hasten our departure.
And yours.
Goddamn it!
Now you are pissing me off!
Drop the guns.
Now.
Thanks.
Shut up!
Take it up! Now!
Here. Grab the ladder.
Hold on.
Say good-bye, John.
Good-bye.
John, buddy!
Don't let me go like this.
Help me!
Son-of-a-bitch!
Drop the gun!
Get him out!
Thank you, John.
Ready?
Let's go!
How does it feel to be
indicted for treason?
No comment.
Marshal DeGuerin! What about you?
I'm proud.
Of treason?
Of my patriotism.
Our actions stopped a secret alliance...
...this administration has had
with some of our worst enemies.
The public deserves to know the truth.
When we're in court, they will.
They could get away with this.
If Morehart takes the fall.
You did well.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Ready?
Pretty impressive speech.
Learn to keep your mouth
shut in front of the press.
Doesn't matter, anyway.
It'll never go to trial without her.
I'm not sure we should start again.
Why not?
With the bitch gone, we'll
spin doctor ourselves clean.
What if she's told her
friends, her family?
Fuck her family and friends.
I'll kill them. One by one.
Next year, she won't even be a memory.
Robert, you always amaze me.
Me? Thank you.
But I got to hand it to you, Danny.
That was brilliant work back there.
What?
The van.
It was beautiful, clean, swift.
Witnesses will say we
were never near it.
I like your style.
You know, you remind me of me.
I thought you set that up.
Didn't you--
What the hell?
What is it?
Hello?
It's for you.
You've just been erased.
Oh, my God!
Let me out!
Break it!
Get off of me!
What happened.
They caught a train.
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!
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.
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 lran-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?
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?
I know.
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 FBl, 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 seance
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 lsaacs.
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.
Go straight to the pay
phone and wait for my call.
It's a public place, with
And...
...l 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 l?
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...
...l 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?
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...
...l 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?
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.
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!
He's here.
Hold your fire!
Lee...
...just drop your weapon.
Move!
-You're late!
-Traffic.
-How's your ammo?
-I'm out.
Damn it! Two rounds left.
Move!
Ready to go?
Stay down. When I say
so, head for the door.
Go.
Let's go.
You're luggage.
How many casualties?
Three. Kruger took them
out like that, cold.
-I can't believe this.
-His prints were on the weapon.
Run prints on him? That's moving fast.
I was there.
Why would he do a thing like this?
Look...
...the man has nothing to keep
him honest. He's been bought.
I've known John for years.
We're losing time.
If he's innocent, why's he on the run?
And his witness?
She's in it with him.
What the hell do you mean?
We identified ourselves.
She shot one of my men.
Fine.
Do whatever it takes to bring him in.
But--
Sir?
Bring him in alive.
Captain?
Put out a citywide A.P.B.
Lock this town up so tight
it'll make his balls ache.
Beller.
-Captain.
-John, where are you?
DeGuerin is the mole. He killed
the others to flush out my witness.
Come in.
I'll protect my witness!
You'll put her in danger.
You'll both end up dead.
DeGuerin has been bought.
My witness knows too much.
Federal agents say you are the shooter.
I'll call you back.
When?
When I have proof.
It's gone too far.
We're on our own.
What can we do?
We can't stay on the run for long.
We need hard evidence.
You kept a copy?
I was supposed to give it to
a friend of mine, a reporter.
-She asked me--
-Claire lsaacs?
How do you know?
She's dead.
They killed her.
How could they have known?
-I didn't tell anyone.
-I know. It's not your fault.
Maybe they tapped her phone.
There's many ways....
Everything's going to be all right.
I was just trying to cover myself.
I didn't know who I can trust.
Now, I'll get us both killed.
No.
This may be all that keeps us alive.
I don't even know what's on that.
We'll see.
It's completely hacker-proof.
There's no way to run it outside Cyrez.
Then we'll run it from the inside.
It's like a fortress. We can't go
back there. They'd expect that.
I'd hate to disappoint them.
The streets are clear. The police
are safely back in their donut shops.
This is Father Rodriguez.
Pleasure.
I was not always Father Rodriguez.
I was born again, with a
little help from our friend.
His Columbian associates wanted to
introduce him to God personally.
I've been given a second chance at life.
This time, I'm using it for God's work.
Anything else I can do?
We need a car. Just for a day or two.
Done.
It burns as much oil as
gas, but it's yours.
You sure about this?
There's no one else I can trust.
It's raining men,
Hallelujah it's raining men
Hello, Johnny.
Yo!
I need to talk to you right away.
I've got one question.
Was it your idea to hook me up
with the Village People here?
You're safe?
From the mob, yeah.
No self-respecting wiseguy would be
caught dead in a joint like this.
Do me just one favor.
Don't let on that I'm straight.
I don't want to break any hearts.
Trust me.
You said if I ever need anything,
I could come to you?
I need your help.
Wait. You need my help?
Now.
You got it.
Cover me for a few seconds.
I got to help a friend.
Who's he? He looks rough!
Don't start.
Do you two need a moment alone?
We're fine, thanks.
Just an idea.
Kevin just...worries about me.
Don't ask.
You want me to help
you break into Cyrez?
Yeah.
You shitting me?
I thought I'd help you
move a sofa or something.
Pull over up ahead.
I'll help you out.
All we need is some tanks,
a few rocket launchers...
...and a set of balls
like the King of Bayonne.
You need these.
I'll meet you at his place.
I look like I've got gas?
Gentlemen.
What's going on?
It will be contained in 24 hours.
Not good enough.
We have problems. They're solvable.
We must cancel the shipment.
Not an option.
What do we do with 10 tons of assault
weapons that's not supposed to exist.
I am the eyes and ears of your world.
There's too much heat.
You don't get it.
The money has changed hands.
These are not the kind
of people you cancel on.
Get those guns out of the
country tonight or you're dead.
Now...
...how will you contain the situation?
Kruger has to show up at Cyrez.
I'll be waiting.
Why would he risk it?
The disk is the only thing
that'll clear him and the woman.
This better work.
The disk. The girl. The guns.
By dawn, they don't exist. Clear?
Yeah.
Crystal.
In 2 weeks, the House Armed
Services Committee announced...
...it will begin official
hearings into the Cyrez scandal.
It's crawling with reporters.
We've got to keep a lid on this mess.
By tomorrow you'll be chuckling about
this in your kiss-ass country club.
Who's running this camera?
I am.
This is Haggerty, head of security.
Good.
We'll keep everything
nice and low-profile?
Ever do any wetwork?
On 3 different continents.
To impress me, Slick,
do your fucking job.
How many people do you have?
They'll do what it takes.
Plus 20 more on the security
force, who'll follow orders.
Fine.
Make sure my man has
your full cooperation.
We've got every possible
point-of-entry under surveillance...
...from the rooftop to the sewers.
He's a ghost.
If he wants in, he'll get in.
Where's he go to run this disk?
The central vault.
No other terminal can access it.
To read the disk,
there's only one way in.
Outstanding, gentlemen.
All we do is sit back and wait
for Mr. Kruger to come to us.
Where are you going?
Take it easy. I've got a
delivery for Blevens, 14th floor.
We can't accept any deliveries.
"We can't accept any deliveries."
I'm just messing with you, man.
Call Blevens to authorize it.
Pepperoni and cheese.
Maybe you don't understand.
This is a high-security facility.
You don't understand.
This is a Papa Genoche's pizza.
If he doesn't get it while it's still
hot, he gets two free out of my pocket!
-I'm trying to save for a computer.
-Search him.
Get your hands off me!
Listen...
...l got a bad heart and a good lawyer.
Shut up.
He's clean.
Cheese and pepperoni.
Pal, hit the road.
I said, go!
What's going on?
Pizza delivery guy is having a seizure.
Who ordered a pizza?
This is all we need. Get him
to the infirmary immediately.
-How're we doing?
-We'll be on the road in an hour.
They roll or I need to know why.
Yes, sir.
Come on! Let's move it!
You're expected.
Infirmary is through the loading dock.
Patient stable?
I'm not sure. Hurry.
Thank you.
He looks stable. Give him some oxygen.
He's fibrillating! Code blue!
No, it's okay!
Gel.
Clear!
This way. They're waiting for you.
Here we go again. Clear!
Increase voltage.
Let's do it one more time.
Let's not.
You, over there, against the wall.
On the floor.
Face the wall.
On the floor.
My God! Terrorists!
You want terror?
You want some fricking terror?!
I'll jump-start your ass!
Tape them.
Face the wall!
Keep it secure.
Handle that?
Get out!
Let's go.
We have a problem.
What is it?
-He's running the disk.
-Shit!
Impossible.
Any activity at Station 1?
All clear.
My ass! He's in.
He just didn't use the door.
Get your men down there, now! Go!
-What are you doing?
-No, I know this.
It changes.
Screw that. Get out of the way.
Check it.
Somebody talk to me.
He's at a remote terminal
somewhere in the building.
-You said he couldn't.
-He can't.
Donahue designed it so
no outside activity--
Donahue is dead.
You'll wish you were too, if you
don't find out what's going on...
...and you find out now.
-Holster it.
-Take a hike, junior.
I said, holster your--
Some people take things for granted,
like the ability to chew solid food.
I'll find him.
How?
I'll scan the terminals,
eliminate them one by one.
If he stays on-line, I'll nail him.
Do it.
How we doing?
You were right. Donahue
left himself a back door.
But we still have to break his code.
We've got another 5 or 6
minutes until they trace us.
Recognize this?
No.
Warmer. It's an accounting format.
Stop me if I get lucky.
How we doing?
Eliminating low clearance programs.
South wing is clean.
Two to go.
Two federal investigators
downstairs want to talk.
Do what you've got to do,
but get rid of them.
-You can't be seen here.
-I won't be. Go.
I need a chopper on the roof.
Right.
Those are offshore banking deposits.
"UBS." That's Union de Banques Suisses.
$52 million.
If it's an arms sale, it's a major one.
Let's see who their buyer is.
"Sergei...
...lvanovich Petrofsky."
Who's that?
Bad news.
Head of a cartel in the Russian Mafia...
...selling drugs, guns and
influence to very unpleasant people.
He's in the north wing.
Get moving.
Let's go.
-How long?
-I don't know.
running secure programs.
You got 5 minutes.
Find them and call me.
Let's go.
There it is. Delivery date...
...tonight, midnight.
Are they insane?
lf these get offshore....
There will be a whole new
era of world terrorism.
Got him. 25th floor, Donahue's office.
Scramble. Alpha Chief
to the north wing, now!
They're onto us.
They're erasing the goddamn disk.
Come on!
I'll cover you.
Meet me at the ambulance.
Go!
Lee, run!
Listen, John!
My rules!
Mess with me, I'll mail her
back to you in little pieces.
Fire alert.
Fire Alert.
This is not a drill. Please
proceed to the nearest exit.
In this car I can get us to
Baltimore in 40 minutes.
You're not coming with me.
I'll drop you off.
Don't give me this, "I work alone" shit.
You've already done enough.
This is not your fight.
Look, just indulge me
for a minute, okay?
If it weren't for you...
...my tongue would be hanging
on Canelli's trophy wall.
Look, you need me.
My cousin Tony runs those docks.
If your ship is there, he will find it.
You're short one envelope.
Infantino didn't pay.
What do you mean, didn't pay?
What'd he say?
He said, "Tell that fat
fuck Tony Two-toes...
...l ain't paying him another dime."
I know that voice.
But it can't be him.
Not unless he's a ghost.
Boo.
Johnny C. !
You got whacked!
Must have been another guy.
Another guy rat out Canelli too?
Canelli's a piece of shit.
I got no love for Canelli, either.
But...
...this time you went over the line.
I'm still here.
What you did was wrong.
He got a drug dealer and
his poison off the streets.
Whose the tree trunk?
This is the guy who saved my ass.
My cousin, Tony Two-toes.
That's Sal.
Little Mike.
Your funeral was absolutely beautiful.
Canelli finds out he's still breathing--
Screw Canelli. We got
bigger problems. Tell him.
There's a major arms deal going down.
A U.S. contractor's selling out
to international terrorists.
Mr. 60 Minutes. Tell me
something I don't know.
It will happen tonight on your docks.
That I didn't know.
Quite a lot of security.
Expecting trouble?
I'm a Boy Scout. Always be prepared.
Why's she here?
Just think of her as
an insurance policy...
...if someone crashes the party.
You're not telling me something.
Just a bump in the carpet.
Nothing for you to worry about.
Relax. You'll be out
of here in 20 minutes.
What about her?
Whatever.
Once you're in international
waters, her policy expires.
Personally...
...l'd shoot her and
throw her overboard.
It would be such a shame.
Don't even think about it.
I think and do what I like.
You will soon learn about this.
Last crate's on its way.
I'll leave you lovebirds alone.
DeGuerin....
This is Kruger. Get me Beller.
Start a trace on this.
I've got proof Cyrez is selling
weapons on the black market.
Daniel Harper's in on it.
Undersecretary of Defense Harper?
Yes. DeGuerin is their facilitator.
He is the mole.
It all goes down tonight.
Come and get me. Baltimore docks.
Pier 57.
Report.
Range is clear.
Not a creature is stirring.
Clear on the south.
Quiet on the east.
Listen up. This is the last load.
Keep your heads up and
your assholes puckered.
If he's out there, I want him.
Sunshine....
I want to talk to you.
This is a restricted area.
You're telling me.
What the hell are you doing here?
Excuse me?
We're from Local 129, sonny.
We heard you was loading a ship without
assistance of bona fide union labor.
Say it ain't so.
Sir, we have a situation.
You certainly do.
Stand by. We're coming to you.
What is it?
I'll explain something to you.
Nothing moves off these docks without
it don't get loaded by the union.
I don't see no union people around here.
Do you?
This is a matter of national security.
Clear this area immediately!
That's a threat?
Absolutely.
What was that?
Gunfire at the warehouse!
Nobody screws with the union.
Perimeter, check in.
Talk to me!
We have a security breach.
Check it out! Get that crane moving!
Movement in the southwest corner.
It's nothing.
There they are.
Commie bastards.
Not Communists. They're a federation
of independent liberated states.
Don't make me hurt you, Mikey.
Keep your eyes on that crane.
Can I hit that guy from here?
You're lucky if you hit the
floor if you fell on it.
Got him.
Fry the bastard.
Jesus Christ.
Fuck me!
I think we got him!
He's toast!
I think we even got the roaches.
Royce, Somes, you're recon.
Bring me back the good news.
E.M. team, cover them.
Roger.
Come on, goddamn it.
Nice shotgun, asshole.
Schiff! Calderon!
They missed.
Johnny?
I'll be right out.
Open fire!
It looks as if your friend has arrived.
I'll enjoy introducing him to you.
I won't have the pleasure.
He's forced me to hasten our departure.
And yours.
Goddamn it!
Now you are pissing me off!
Drop the guns.
Now.
Thanks.
Shut up!
Take it up! Now!
Here. Grab the ladder.
Hold on.
Say good-bye, John.
Good-bye.
John, buddy!
Don't let me go like this.
Help me!
Son-of-a-bitch!
Drop the gun!
Get him out!
Thank you, John.
Ready?
Let's go!
How does it feel to be
indicted for treason?
No comment.
Marshal DeGuerin! What about you?
I'm proud.
Of treason?
Of my patriotism.
Our actions stopped a secret alliance...
...this administration has had
with some of our worst enemies.
The public deserves to know the truth.
When we're in court, they will.
They could get away with this.
If Morehart takes the fall.
You did well.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Ready?
Pretty impressive speech.
Learn to keep your mouth
shut in front of the press.
Doesn't matter, anyway.
It'll never go to trial without her.
I'm not sure we should start again.
Why not?
With the bitch gone, we'll
spin doctor ourselves clean.
What if she's told her
friends, her family?
Fuck her family and friends.
I'll kill them. One by one.
Next year, she won't even be a memory.
Robert, you always amaze me.
Me? Thank you.
But I got to hand it to you, Danny.
That was brilliant work back there.
What?
The van.
It was beautiful, clean, swift.
Witnesses will say we
were never near it.
I like your style.
You know, you remind me of me.
I thought you set that up.
Didn't you--
What the hell?
What is it?
Hello?
It's for you.
You've just been erased.
Oh, my God!
Let me out!
Break it!
Get off of me!
What happened.
They caught a train.