Spearphishing 2 (2022) Movie Script
[pensive music]
[clock ticking]
[soft music]
[ominous music]
[gunshots pop]
[line ringing]
[speaking Russian]
He will pay.
[ominous music]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
My sandwich says to speak in English.
You have lousy accents.
You German?
Finnish.
Then you should've
let me finish my lunch.
[tense music]
Clean up this mess.
Hold those two.
I have plans for them.
Get the money out of the car.
And get me another sandwich.
[phone rings]
Da.
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
Don't speak until I tell you.
We're going to speak in English,
'cause you're gonna need
it where you're going.
You know my son was murdered.
Yeah. My sympathies, Maxim.
I told you not to speak.
Now listen, and listen carefully.
For four years it's gnawed at me.
Every night.
Dimitri was ripped from me,
and those that did it sleep peacefully.
No longer.
I'm going to send you
to where he was killed.
Your mission is simple.
Avenge his death.
The man that shot my
son, I want destroyed,
splayed out and butchered
like the fucking pig he is.
And treat his family in a similar way.
Anyone that helps or
gets in the way, remove.
You won't be alone.
I'll send two people to help.
They're very good. They were FSB.
They're in London with the nerve gas.
[chuckles] I would've done it different.
Times change.
The woman, Lada, is nuts!
Keep your eyes on her.
Her parter, Pavel...
[sighs] To be simple, dumb, but loyal.
That's all you need.
Get it done quickly,
and you'll be rewarded.
I will do as you wish.
And if you don't
succeed, don't come back.
Now get out.
[ominous music]
So here we are, come down to this.
I'm going to tell you a story.
It's short, but it's gonna
mean life or death to you.
Many, many years ago,
the Romans held contests
which involved what we
now call gladiators.
They staged events that were called munus,
and they were originally
meant to honor the dead.
You see where we are going with this?
They pitted slave against
slave, to the death.
It was a sloppy affair, brutal killings,
but it was fucking good entertainment.
And that brings us to today, right now.
You're going to battle it out
until one of you bleeds out.
You don't get swords.
You get big fucking knives.
This isn't the Colosseum
in Rome, but it'll do.
Now get to it.
[tense music]
[Russians shouting]
[blade plunging]
That was pretty fucking good.
Unfortunately, we don't take prisoners.
[gunshots pop]
Celebrating your first month on the job.
Feeling pretty good?
I'm feeling damn good.
We took down that Astroski guy last week.
You mean the dairy farmer
with the expired license plates?
Big bust, bug bust.
Moving on, how have your
headaches been lately?
They come and go. Today's good.
Mom sure knew how to
deal with them the best.
She made everything better.
Almost two years to the day now.
I miss her a ton.
Me too.
But I think she's always watching over us.
Keeping tabs.
Knowing the two of us, she'd better.
What's on the agenda today?
I think Annie has an
update on that drug bust.
And we got a visit from
my old friend, Tomas.
Met him in Croatia when he was just a kid.
Way before Afghanistan.
He was a translator for you
while you were peacekeeping.
Moved to Canada a few years ago.
You mentioned he was stopping in.
Where's he at now?
Two counties over, doing
what he was meant to do.
Policing.
Law enforcement needs guys like him.
You got that right.
I'll drop you off at the station
and meet up for the briefing later.
I have another stop.
[Colt breathing heavily]
Glad you could make this session, Colt.
You've canceled a couple times now.
I know, Roberta.
No excuses. I've been putting it off.
Because?
This digging deeper
shit, I'm not good at it.
But you've told me that you feel
that your health is suffering.
I usually go for weeks
feeling pretty good.
Then there's always something.
And you lost Susan too,
so that doesn't help.
I guess I'm kind of always
expecting the worst to happen.
And usually it does.
You have to give
yourself some credit here.
Your past history in the military,
the recent violent encounter that you had
with the Russian mafia,
these are all traumatic episodes.
What I'd like to do today
is recall some of that
and see if we can't isolate
one or two of the
triggers that set you off.
Tell me about the specifics
of the battle outside of Kandahar.
Our orders came down.
We deployed too quickly.
My platoon was outnumbered.
Pure and simple, we got trapped.
[gunfire popping]
[explosions boom]
[ominous music]
C6, top of the hill, now!
Watch that shit! Move out, move out!
[soldier groaning]
Get that soldier out of here!
[soldier groaning]
Soldier, you're gonna be okay.
I'm gonna put a tourniquet on you.
Peel back!
We lost five great men that day.
Five.
We've talked about guilt,
and how that also ties in
with your wife and her death.
Yeah, everything's connected, I know.
So how's your
relationship with your son?
That I can say is good.
Solid.
[Roberta] Okay, let's
talk about that for a while.
So everyone has their notes
and the priorities for this week?
If you have highway duty,
check in with Admin on particulars.
As some of you may know,
we have a new drug problem in the area,
so we've decided to partner
up with Brazeau County.
It's a new initiative, but
I think a good strategy.
We also have a direct link
to the head of their task
force, Tomas Zelensky.
He and I go back a long way,
and that's an advantage.
Again, refer to your
notes on some key names.
Some of you might remember
David Alejandro, a drug lord.
He was murdered a few years back,
but it looks like some of his relatives
may be taking over the mantle.
I'll be talking to Tomas later today,
so we'll have more details
over the next few days
on where we're headed.
Last small item is we
seem to get our fair share
of yahoos and looky-looks in the area.
We found a stolen vehicle
parked on one of the back roads.
Now, it was jacked in the
city and abandoned here,
but we know the guy who took it.
He's a small-town crook
with a lengthy rap sheet.
Nothing violent, just a
history of petty crime
dating back to the Stone Age.
He's the Mad Trapper reborn,
elusive and always on the run.
He enjoys it, but he may be armed,
so don't let your guard
down with this guy.
He's also a bit of a celebrity
in the most-wanted circles,
so let's get this shithead
and cancel his five minute of fame.
This week's safety rep is Annie Needham.
If you have any beefs, check in with her.
Stay safe.
Officers, I have some more details
on that accident from last week.
Mm-hmm, well, it looks like
you're my partner this week, rookie.
And you never been luckier.
Just like you won the lottery.
Yeah, that's exactly how I'm feeling.
Uh, Bert.
I sent you my breakdowns of
last week's property crime.
Did you finish the report?
Uh, yes I did, and no I didn't.
I just have to dot the
t's and cross the I's,
and it'll be done.
What you are really good
at is the B's and the S's.
Roasted.
I, on the other hand,
got you my traffic safety
stuff two days ago.
Mm.
Yes, you did, and no you didn't.
It was full of writing errors.
That's 'cause I'm a cop, not a writer.
Burn.
I'm gonna get lunch, and
those reports will be done.
[phone rings]
[pensive music]
Tomas Zelensky, it's been a while.
Out of private consulting
and into the public
service where you belong.
Yeah, the chair fits pretty well.
You've been good, my old friend?
Still a work in progress, Tomas.
Better to look good than feel good, right?
Anything I can do to help?
You can bring me up to speed
on this new task force we have going.
That's a start.
Four guys on our side
dedicated to investigation,
surveillance, and real-time tracking.
Your detachment matches manpower.
We can make that work.
I know everybody here
wants to be a part of this.
Good. We meet once a week Tuesdays.
My guys are eager to work with you.
Me?
[Tomas] Colt, you're an
extraordinary police officer.
Probably the best at what you do.
I hope your guys appreciate it.
Tomas, I don't need pats
on the back or medals.
You know me. My detachment has my back.
All right then, let's get started.
We may have another fly
in the ointment though.
How so?
[Tomas] Who may have another connection
to all of this as well.
Meaning?
More bad guys to deal with,
and more distribution lines.
Croatia and Afghanistan, all over again.
Yeah, similar scenario.
I'll see you in a week and
we can break this down.
Got the call.
One of our road units spotted
our asshole on the I am.
He's camped out by the river.
- Well, let's go get this guy.
- Whoa, not so fast.
There's a reason why this
guy hasn't been caught yet.
He's slick and slippery.
Yeah, and dangerous.
I almost forgot about that for a second.
This is not gonna be an easy arrest.
We'll go in quick and quiet.
We flank him, cover any exits. Good?
Good.
[suspenseful music]
[tense music]
Okay, shithead, get your
hands where I can see them.
I will shoot you without hesitation.
Get your fucking hand off that.
That's what my mother used to say.
This is my bug-out bag.
Get 'em up!
[suspect groans]
Oh, you're giving me gas.
You're about to set something off.
[tense music]
[gas hissing]
Son of a bitch is gone.
He didn't get through me or you.
He's only got one other route.
- The river.
- The river. Fuck!
Hey, Bert, take the truck and see
if you can follow him on the highway.
I'm gonna take the boat
and see if I can catch him.
Roger that. Do you know
how to drive that thing?
Can't be too hard, I'll figure it out.
Hey, that fucking
guy just stole my boat!
Yeah, I'm gonna take this one.
- What the-
- Don't worry.
I'll bring it back.
[motor roaring]
[motor revs]
Where the hell is this guy?
Fuck.
Bert, I'm headed in.
Meet me at Hutchinson's Point.
Clearly he knows this river.
Did you get a shot at him?
No.
I don't think he's armed.
Plus, if I miss, I mean,
who knows what I'll hit?
It's just too risky.
He can't be on the run forever.
We'll get him.
So we've had our introductions.
You've all been selected to take part
in this shared task force.
And we have a great mix of experience.
But remember, it's going to be long hours,
so make sure your families
know what's going on.
The network we're following is organized,
and they have a rhythm
and criminal work flow
that's highly effective.
Tomas, do you want to weigh in here?
Thanks, Colt.
Here's what we know.
David Alejandro was handling
the bulk of the street work,
importing and distribution
several years ago.
Now, he and a number of
his associates were killed
by a rival group of Russian competitors.
My friend Colt here and his force
took care of the Russian competitors,
which leads us up to today.
Alejandro's close relative, Miguel,
decided that the time is
right to resume business.
He's up and running and has a decent line
on his drug trade craft.
Communication, transportation,
and whereabouts of high-ranking
guys is kept secret.
Seems like he's always
one step ahead of us.
Which means what we have going on here
has to stay in Drayton.
No outside discussions. Am I clear?
Good.
Now, each one of you will have a parter,
one of our guys to join one of Colt's.
This way communication goes
both ways, but stays internal.
That's it for today.
I'm Ritchie Hanson.
We're buddying up.
Phil Kent.
You any relation to Colt?
My dad.
You might say the apple
doesn't fall far from the tree.
[Phil scoffs]
Kid, I got 20 years in.
I've had a lot of wind blown my direction.
My testosterone's a day behind me.
I'm that jacked.
I guess we're about to find out.
Now, here are my notes.
I'm gonna go out of town for a day or two.
Let's get together then.
I'm on it.
I think the team looks good.
There's one thing I didn't mention.
[Colt] Yeah?
We may have a mole.
Information is leaking out.
I mean, our raids are turning up nothing.
How can I help?
Have your guys' eyes and ears peeled
to anything off-point.
They bring it to you, you
bring it to me, all right?
Understood.
[ominous music]
Yeah, it's Colt.
I have some new information.
Let's meet in the same
secure spot again, okay?
Yeah, meeting just wrapped.
I'll make my way to you tomorrow.
Si.
Okay.
Things may have to quiet
down for a couple weeks.
That's okay.
[speaking Spanish]
[tense music]
Beautiful new country.
Time to destroy it.
[Roberta] Same nightmares? Afghanistan?
No, different this time.
It's the Russian episode.
Give yourself some leeway here, Colt.
That was an absolutely horrific event.
I've seen worse overseas.
Seen worse, granted.
But this time the injury
was inflicted on you.
That's a very deep wound
that's healed physically, but-
I know.
But it's been hard to shake.
Do you feel the pain
from the Russian bear?
Shh.
Go to sleep now.
That was a life-or-death experience.
The violence of that
act has stayed with you.
Combine that with the
Afghanistan tour of duty...
A walking fucking mess.
Actually, quite the opposite.
You've managed to continue policing,
being a great dad to Ritchie.
Look, I'm not laughing, I'm crying.
None of us are perfect, Colt.
You need to be proud of who you are,
and give yourself some
credit for a lot of things.
Do you want me to prescribe
the same medication
again for the headaches?
Yeah, that would help.
What a moment for
international diplomacy.
Welcome, my brothers.
The only reason we're here, hombre,
is to collect what's owed
us from many years ago.
That was another time.
A mistake was made. It will be corrected.
Look, you can't bring back my cousin,
which means we are in
for serious compensation,
for both producto and some cash.
[Lada] Well, we're
his Russian bear hounds.
[speaking Russian]
Easy.
This is a friendly meeting.
We have an offer for you to consider.
And yes, it will benefit you,
in both drugs and dollars.
Okay, you got my attention.
Who is this?
I'm Frank, Miguel's business partner.
I represent the eastern part of Canada.
A size able interest.
Our pipeline's out of Montreal.
You heard of it?
Why the animosity?
We have a lot to bring to the table.
And here is a gesture of our goodwill.
This is for you, Miguel.
Call it payback if you will.
You can share with our new friend.
Up to you.
You still owe us some producto.
We'll get to that.
Have another problem.
[Miguel] What's that?
We need to take care of
a cancerous piece of shit.
That won't be an issue.
He's a public figure of sorts.
We can't touch that.
We'll do the heavy lifting.
Don't worry.
This guy had it coming for years.
Couldn't kill him from the
other part of the world.
We're here now.
We're gonna do the job and
end it, clean and quiet.
Why do you need us then?
Many hands make lighter work,
and I believe our new agreements
will open up networks and
profits like never before.
Frank, you good with this shit?
Long as we see our cut.
Good.
Let's meet in a week, and I
will have a firm plan in place.
This for real?
Never trust those fucking Russians.
You're going to put faith in these guys?
Course not.
As soon as they turn their backs,
we're gonna grab back our cash.
Gonna steal their
stockpiles, weapons, drugs,
and then we kill them.
Kill them? Yeah, that's
make fucking sense.
[Victor and Pavel chuckle]
So we missed our guy.
He must be slippery, 'cause
I've seen Annie in action.
She's not fooled.
This guy's been on the run
through several districts,
but this is his hometown,
so he's here now, and we'll nab him.
Well, you're in charge.
Ritchie and I are
diverted on this drug case
for a few weeks.
Phil!
Guys, guys, this is my
new partner, Phil Kent.
This is Colt Hanson.
- Colt.
Annie Needham.
- Hey, Annie.
- Hey.
And Bert Rauch.
- Nice to meet you.
- Bert.
Annie, lunch?
Yeah, Bert. Let's go.
Heard a lot about you, Colt.
You got a good group here.
The best.
Ritchie's the newest to the team,
but he'll give you everything you need
to help with the investigation.
Where are you guys at?
Well, things have softened
recently, it's quiet.
I'm here to give Ritchie
some files on key players.
That's it.
I had a couple ideas on an approach too.
Talk to you later.
- See ya.
Yeah. Yeah, don't worry.
I'll do my best to lead
in other directions.
I'm on my way.
I've been told you're two months behind
on your payments to Miguel.
I'm looking at the note
we hold on your property.
It appears yes, this is true.
What are you gonna do about it?
It's just some untimely bills.
I'm good for it.
Hey, don't bullshit us.
You need to stay out of that casino.
It's just a streak of bad cards.
Look, let me change the
subject to something good.
I've got a new source of funds.
- Now you're talking.
- Yeah, yeah. Lots of funds.
I don't want to have this information.
Frank, let's make sure
we have funds in my office by this Friday.
Miguel, let's go.
You heard the man.
Get the money you owe Miguel.
He's got a card game for you.
It's gonna change your luck.
And before I forget, I need
the dates on the next bust.
And Phil, don't fuck this up.
[ominous music]
- Everything good?
- All good.
Look, he's got some info on
this Russian guy up in town
for a private and high-level poker game.
These guys will eat him up alive.
Then we'll own his house,
'cause we already own him.
[suspenseful music]
Let's meet again.
New information on my end.
[phone rings]
Hey, Colt.
Yeah, we're just up by Range
Road 44, just out of town.
[engine revs]
Whoa! Where's the fire?
They just spotted our
guy foraging near the dump.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
Caught with my pants down.
Bert, drop this guy if he moves an inch.
Roger that.
Ah, well, if it isn't Mr. Bloated Ankles
and Ms. Possum Poo.
Ah, you've seen this trick.
This is an improvised explosive device.
You've got 10 seconds before
I turn this whole place
into a fucking crater!
[suspenseful music]
Oh, great. How did he
know about my ankles?
Jesus, Bert, let's go.
Annie!
Bert!
Oh, he's good.
He's good.
Son of a bitch did it again.
Look at this fucker.
Comes into my house to lose his money.
[speaking Russian]
Ah, Miguel sent you.
Yeah, and maybe you
should watch your mouth.
I'm a cop.
Well, now we're
definitely taking his money.
Oh yeah?
Well, I just won the South Point Silk's
$100 Hold'em tournament.
And I won the Russian
spank-the-weasel contest.
Five years running.
[Russians laugh]
Yeah, whatever.
Maybe I can help you out
with some of the shit you got going on,
or maybe I could just leave right now.
Relax, man.
We're just busting your chops.
Sit down.
Play some cards.
Let's be friends.
We love cops.
Na zdorovie.
You look like you lost your best friend.
You heard we didn't get this guy, again?
Annie, sometimes we need to be patient.
You're going to nail him.
Rules have changed so much now.
Public protection comes first.
You can't just go shooting him in the leg.
And that's exactly what I want to do.
What are we doing wrong here, Colt?
What tactics aren't we
using to pin this guy down?
This guy, he knows the backwoods.
Thankfully, he isn't
dangerous, that we know of.
No history, anyway.
You know, it's almost
like he's mocking us.
When you get another
chance at him, and you will,
take Ritchie with you.
Ritchie knows this area pretty well.
Plus, we're taking a
break on this other thing
we have going on with Tomas' officers,
so he can give you an extra pair of hands
to lock this prick down.
He and I are going to
a hockey game tonight,
so I'll talk to him about it.
Thanks.
Lada and Pavel.
You owe me money.
Might have to kill a couple of extra guys
to make up for that.
[Pavel chuckles]
Relax, Phil.
We only do that to people that
owe us a shitload of money.
Oh, looky here.
You owe me a shitload of money.
Now, we'll have to talk about that.
Game's over.
My luck's usually better.
Somehow I doubt that.
You're in for 20 grand.
Big cop like you, that's pocket money.
I can turn him upside down
and we can shake his pockets loose.
Phil's our new friend.
And we know what we do to
friends who owe us money?
They give us favors.
Lots and lots of favors.
[ominous music]
[players shouting]
[sporting organ music]
So where are you with your partner?
Phil, right?
We're good. He's a vet.
Many miles on the tires.
You get a good read on him?
He isn't a big talker.
He's divorced, so I think
the job is mostly the thing.
He may know more about the
case than he's telling me.
I am a rookie, so there may
be a little distrust there.
Yeah, the old-timers
generally like to see action
without the meetings and the paperwork.
I don't think there's a case there yet,
so he probably knows a
little more than you do.
Which leads me to my suggestion,
we pull you back from that right now.
Dad, jeez, we're just up and running.
I'm not sure I like the direction it is.
And Tomas is a man I trust completely,
but there's a wrench in this somehow.
What do you mean?
There's a lot of misinformation
on who we're looking at.
Paperwork's taking too long.
We had a location, but
that was a red herring.
I want you to link up with Annie and Bert
on this guy they've been
chasing for a number of weeks.
Do that for me?
We'll get you back on this other thing
as soon as we're more solid with a collar.
All right.
Victor, you got the cop in your lap.
Good, so now's the time
to step up the action.
I'm going to text you
a number of locations.
You go in, you take the drugs.
You can exercise your muscles, comprende?
Ciao.
Bueno.
- Good.
Salud, amigo.
[upbeat rock music]
[door bangs open]
Don't you fucking move.
[speaking Russian]
[gunshots pop]
Remember us?
[gunshot pops]
[Lada grunting]
Is that all for the shipment?
We better get our fucking cut, man.
Yeah, my man says the street price
is at an all-time high.
Fucking high.
Who the fuck are you guys?
We're not your friends.
What, are you gonna kill me?
You better fucking kill me good.
What he said.
[gunshots popping]
Get the money and the dope.
Another good day at the office.
Christ, you guys, do you
have to do that so openly?
What, in front of you?
Yeah, in front of me.
Phil, this is the least of your worries.
I have my Russian bear so far up your ass,
I can feel the back of your throat.
Yeah, that's far, man.
[Victor chuckles]
And you missed a payment to us.
With compound interest, I'm
gonna be inside you for a while.
Or do you want Lada and
Pavel to take our share
and rip you a new one right now?
[speaking Russian]
No, no, I don't want that.
Then let's get down to favor
number one that you owe me.
Yeah?
The cop, Hanson.
Okay.
You're gonna start following him.
I want details on all
his comings and goings,
all day and all night.
And his kid.
Well, that won't be hard, but what for?
When do I sleep?
You don't.
You can sleep in your
fucking truck for all I care.
And anything you do
for me, I don't explain.
You do it and I take some
interest off your debt.
And step up the
information on the next bust.
We aren't getting enough out of you
in this so-called investigation.
Hey, it's quiet.
The task force is asleep right now.
Well, someone's gonna
have to wake the fuck up,
and that's you.
I don't have any issues
in blowing your balls off
and leaving you in the
field for all the birds,
or whatever else is there,
to pick apart your carcass.
We own you, Phil, and
that means daily info.
Comprende?
- Yeah.
- Now get the fuck outta here.
[suspenseful music]
You're having dinner with Phil now.
You guys getting tight?
[Ritchie sighs]
Case is going nowhere.
I think the more each unit
shares with the other,
the better off we'll be in
getting leads and arrests.
Listen, between you
and me, there's a leak.
Just keep things close to
the vest for the moment.
But Phil, he's got 20 years in.
I'm meeting with Tomas today.
We'll know more after.
And here he is.
My ears are burning.
You guys talking nice about me?
Good to see you, young fella.
You too.
Staying out of trouble, I hope?
Always looking for some.
Hoping you guys can figure out a plan
so we can seek and destroy some shit.
We're working on it.
Let me talk to your dad,
and hopefully we can get this plan of ours
back on the rails.
As you can tell, my guys
are getting a little antsy.
This is a different beast we're
dealing with here, isn't it?
The pieces are moving day to day, Colt,
plus we're getting bad info.
How does that happen?
I think I mentioned before
we suspect an outflow of intel.
So the gangs are staying
one step ahead of us.
Ah, they're able to move
product, distribution, guns,
and their people, just before
we're set up for the bust.
That's why we can't
mobilize your guys, or mine.
Well, that fucking sucks.
Yeah.
Some more bad news.
Yeah?
Your Russians are back.
How do you know this?
I have some close friends
with the Security Agency.
They told me to warn you.
A small group flew in a few weeks ago.
Maxim Sokolov's guys.
Those guys are dangerous.
Do you know where they are exactly?
They landed on a private
strip a few hours from here.
[tense music]
Do you think they're here for me?
Oh, I know.
But it also muddies the
water with the Colombians.
I mean, if they converge-
Let's not go there.
How do we find the Russians?
You remember what happened last time.
Vanished into the forest.
So if they don't want to be found-
But we did find them.
Colt, are you all right?
My concern is for Ritchie.
I'm trying to balance the job
and protect him at the same time.
Now, I understand that,
but how are you doing?
It hasn't been a banner
couple of years, Tomas.
Well, you're talking it
through with Dr. Zittlau, right?
Yeah, but it's a struggle.
Remember when we used to be invincible?
Well, that was never true.
I mean, we dodged bullets for real,
but we're alive because
we're good at what we do,
and we protect others because of it.
More and more bad guys, though.
Just keep talking.
Zittlau is good.
And everyone else has
your back, especially me.
[solemn music]
[acoustic guitar playing]
[Victor singing in Russian]
[phone rings]
Da.
Cyka, I told you to do
the job and get back here.
I also told you if you
didn't get the job done,
you wouldn't have anywhere
to fucking come back to.
Everything will be done as you ordered.
We have the drugs flowing again.
I thought that was a priority.
I want Hanson's head on a plate.
I know what you're doing
every second of the day.
You're shuffling cards and drinking vodka.
That's why I'm flying out next week
and we're doing things my way.
We're going to send a
message loud and clear.
We will do what you ask.
We go for the son first.
We take him, and Hanson will come
begging for his life on his knees.
[phone rings]
Yep.
Okay, Victor, I'm on my way.
This is it, Phil.
All your chips are in.
You do this, and all
your debt will be repaid.
The note on your house goes back to you.
We will even set you up
with some slush money
so that you can retire.
Yeah, go hunting.
Or whatever the fuck you
Canadians do when your time's up.
100%.
We want the kid.
What kid?
Hanson's son.
What?
You're going to lure him in for us.
I can't do that.
Yes, you can, and you will,
or you'll be eating caviar with the tsar.
Just don't think about it.
Brain's too small anyways.
All you have to do is
set the wheels in motion,
then back off.
Get your life back.
Now get out.
I have a lot of shit to do.
You gonna give that
asshole his life back?
Fuck no.
Let's carve him up and
throw his bones to the dogs.
While we are on the subject
of killing, we need more ammo.
Go into town and load up.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
What are those fart-suckers up to?
Doesn't fit.
Here's that file you
wanted on Mr. Weeks.
Thanks, Nicole.
Okay, Temple Weeks.
Let's find out a little
bit more about you.
[playful music]
What are you gonna eat?
Using your time wisely, I see.
Actually, Bert was just
running an angle on your runaway.
Using food as a trap.
Crack detectives, you two.
But I actually did dig up some background
on our Temple Weeks.
Some interesting stuff.
Let's hear it.
Well, firstly, he's pretty
low-end in terms of crime.
How so?
Well, he has a history of stealing cars,
but most likely to get
from point A to point B.
And, wait for it.
Food theft.
My kinda guy.
So basically, we're wasting our time
hunting down somebody that
pillages fast food joints?
Actually, he burgles
high-end restaurants.
And here's where it gets intriguing.
He's ex-military.
I mean, he probably served
with Colt in Afghanistan.
That explains why he's so elusive.
Probably has major PTSD to boot.
Yeah, but that doesn't
excuse the car theft.
I mean, he's done it over 20 times.
So basically this guy
needs his own set of wheels
and an introduction to the food bank.
We've still gotta pick him up.
I just got some new coordinates
of where he might be,
so we're gonna head out in
an hour to pick this guy up.
[playful music]
Okay, I've marked them.
I'll pursue and give
you the GPS coordinates.
[phone rings]
Hey, Ritchie, it's Annie.
We're going in as one unit.
Pull over.
- Okay, got it.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
[Temple humming]
Ritchie, head to the backwoods.
Cut him off if he decides
to hightail it south.
Bert and I will approach him head-on.
You sure we can corral him?
This time?
Yeah.
All right.
Whoa, slow down, Temple,
we just want to talk to you.
You should've called my secretary.
We don't have her number.
That's no problem, 1-800-FUCK-YOU.
Anyway, I'm booked solid for a long time.
Is that what you want
me to tell your daughter?
[sentimental music]
That's right.
I found her.
I also know you haven't
seen her in a few years.
That's impossible.
The ex took off with her years ago.
I tried to locate 'em,
and believe me, I'm good at tracking.
We know.
We also know that you were part
of the reconstruction
team outside of Kabul.
You were military.
That was a million years ago.
When I got back, it seemed like
a million years had passed.
Well, it hasn't, and your
daughter wants to talk to you.
Don't dung-fork me, brickbat.
The hell? Is this guy out of the 1890s?
Stay there, Ritchie.
We want Temple to come with
us, but only if he wants to.
Why, so you can get every
doctor from here to eternity
to prick my boils and pry my eyes open
and put pictures of Mom in front of me
so you can send me to Oedipus Anonymous?
Well, no.
Maybe we could just get
somebody to talk to you.
Like my captain, Colt Hanson.
He was in Afghanistan too.
I know of him.
Then you know that you can trust him.
And you can see your daughter.
I can see her?
Yes.
You better not be lying to me,
or I'll break out of any
cell you'll put me in
and you'll never hear from me again.
I'm thinking that would
be a big embarrassment
for you and your detachment.
Yes and yes.
I assure you, we will
treat you with dignity,
and I will get your daughter in to see you
as soon as that can be arranged.
I have your word?
You have my word.
Then take me to your dungeon.
Let's not do that this time, Bert.
Let's just get him in the truck.
We'll sort out the details
when we get back to HQ.
[playful music]
The stench coming off of that guy.
They're leaving.
I'll send you the coordinates now.
Ritchie, I'll drop you
back off at your truck.
We'll meet you at the station.
[Ritchie] What do we got here?
[suspenseful music]
How's it going, guys?
Uh, not great.
[Ritchie] Engine trouble?
It's something like that.
Do you want to take a look at it?
Yeah, I can do that, no worries.
- Thank you.
- No problem.
[Lada] Get him off of me.
- Open the door.
- I got it!
So you got him finally.
Really, really good work.
I did the necessary background check.
Once we told him we could
reconnect him with his daughter,
he came without an issue.
You'll do that? You'll
reconnect him though?
Yeah, absolutely.
He's got some issues,
Colt. He's an ex-veteran.
It'll be great if you could talk with him.
You have him downstairs?
Holding cell eight.
Okay.
Busy day. I'll go see him later tonight.
Hey, have you guys seen Ritchie?
We're supposed to meet up for coffee.
He was following us.
You know him, he gets sidetracked.
[ominous music]
You awake, kid?
Good, time to get down to business.
You don't know who we are, right?
In Russia, we call we call
it [speaking Russian],
the night hag.
You call it a fucking nightmare.
I prefer we had your father in this seat,
but you're a start.
These are my good friends Lada and Pavel.
They are going to give you
some special attention.
[Ritchie groans]
That's a good one.
And it gives me an even better idea.
Pavel, hold his hand down.
Oh, da.
[Ritchie groans]
Lada is a middle
finger knife specialist.
And since you're such a
wiseguy with the middle finger,
I'm gonna let her use this
knife to really fuck you.
A present for your father.
[Ritchie screams]
Colt, we've just found Ritchie's truck
just on Secondary Road
110, just east of town.
Key was in the ignition.
It was lit up like he'd
just pulled somebody over.
Well, that doesn't
make any sense at all.
You think maybe he pursued
someone into the bush?
We can't rule out that
possibility, I guess.
I've got everyone out
there looking for him.
Thanks.
I'm sure there's an explanation.
We'll find him.
[tense music]
The famous Mr. Weeks.
I'm Colt.
I know you.
We operated in the same
shitshow near Kabul,
many, many years ago.
Seems like a lifetime now.
[Temple] It doesn't go away.
No, it doesn't.
You were a sergeant.
Yeah, I was.
So you got your hands dirty.
Ha, I can't get 'em clean even now.
I scrub and I scrub.
My therapist tells me I have a tendency
that leads towards
self-destructive behavior.
You're a cop.
Doesn't that go with the job?
No.
The point is to stay alive.
You and I, we're alike.
And before you get defensive, hear me out.
We're similar.
We've both lost shit.
We keep reliving the past over
and over again in our minds.
But here's the good part.
We both have kids, kids that care for us.
Kids that make us want to put one foot
in front of the other in the morning.
You probably get to see your kid.
I haven't seen mine in years.
Annie, one of our officers,
whom you've met several times before,
she's bringing your daughter here.
And then what?
She sees me as this bushman crook?
We have our five-minute visit
and then she disappears to her life,
and I rot in here.
Not necessarily the case.
I've been in touch with Veteran Affairs.
And your crimes are all small.
No damages to the vehicles you took.
No property disruption
with the break-and-enters.
Temple, you need to talk to someone.
My therapist is helping
me with hand movement.
That way when an episode comes on,
I focus on that so the
trauma is less disruptive.
It's a technique that's helping me.
Yeah, helping you.
Listen, your service speaks for itself.
But you need a break right
now, and I'm that break.
I think we can get you the help you need.
Definitely a reduced
sentence, down to nothing.
Your daughter is arriving later today
and she's eager to see you.
I believe that's the right
path to making a difference.
You've got to make the choice though.
You call this shit coffee, Colt?
Gimme a pen and paper, will you?
What for?
An address for a location.
[Colt] A location?
A place where a bunch of
guys don't fit the scene.
Bring guns.
Any word on Ritchie?
None.
This came for you, no return address.
[ominous music]
That's Ritchie's!
Shit.
How do you know?
- That's his high school ring.
Need to think this through.
Bert, let's give him a minute.
[phone rings]
This is Colt.
I've been waiting a
long time for this call.
So get to it.
Some people think
consequences for their actions
can go on forever
unanswered or unpunished.
Never believed in that.
[Maxim] That's good to hear,
because I have a story
that relates to that.
Don't have time for stories.
Get to your point.
I like that, get to the point.
In Russia we have unmitigated
penchant for longing and loss.
I am one of those people.
I had a son and he was taken from me.
Now I have another son,
and he is mine to take.
You do that, you won't be
safe no matter where you hide.
I'm not heartless. I will
let you speak to your son.
Hey, Dad.
Are you okay?
I've felt better, to be honest.
I'm not gonna be able to play the trumpet.
Now you have a decision to make.
A big one.
I will spare your son, but I want you.
You tell me where you're
at, and I'll be there.
Slow down, Sheriff.
I haven't even taken my socks off.
I will message you
tomorrow with instructions.
Don't bring your cowboy posse, just you.
The Russians have Ritchie.
Oh my god.
We need to get him back now.
I'm on board, let's go.
Let's have my initial
shock wear off for a bit.
I can't take anyone with me.
Why?
It seems that Dimitri's
father is in town
and he wants my head, not Ritchie's.
Colt, they've already sent
you a pretty strong message.
They took a part of his body.
I totally agree with Annie.
All right, but leave me
alone for five minutes.
I have one more card I can play.
Yeah, it's me.
We know where they're holed up.
I need you to get eyes on them,
and then I'll come in after dark.
I'll text you the
location, but be careful.
Stay quiet, I'm a friend.
[ominous music]
Well, look at this blyat, Pavel.
Playing both sides?
[speaking Russian]
Yeah, he is.
[phone rings]
Yeah?
Tomas, I'm glad I caught you.
Are you sitting down?
Just about to leave. What's up?
You were right.
The Russians are back,
led by Maxim Sokolov.
Not good news.
Worse, they have Ritchie.
Colt, you need an army here.
I'll put my guys on it pronto.
I already have a guy on the inside.
[Tomas] Inside? Something
you're not telling me, Colt?
Sorry, my friend. I've had this guy
working on the drug situation for months.
You said you had a leak on your end,
so I couldn't share that info.
But I am now.
His name is Frank Coloni.
He's met with both parties, the
Colombians and the Russians.
I know where they are.
Do you know who your informer is?
I have my suspicions, yeah.
Who is it?
A guy's been missing for
roll call the last week.
He's taken a convenient leave of absence.
Plus, there's cash missing.
Who is it?
Phil Kent.
He was partnered up with Ritchie.
That asshole had better pray
the Russians kill him first.
I'm on my way to you.
Anything else you need?
Bring every fucking gun you have.
Mr. Alejandro, we finally talk.
I think it's time we meet face-to-face.
Come down to where we are tonight.
Call our snitch, get him here too.
Your father's coming to get you,
but let me tell you this,
it won't make a difference.
I will kill him, and he won't go quickly.
I will gut him slowly so you can watch.
I apologize for all the
cloak-and-dagger bullshit,
but we're down to the 11th hour here
and I'm gonna share
everything I know with you.
I've had a guy on the
inside for quite a while.
He's been on the force
undercover for years.
I sent him to do some recon,
and now I can't seem to get a hold of him.
I suspect the worst.
We may be jammed up.
No, you have the three of us.
They won't know we're coming, right?
- [Colt] Right.
- Then for now, we have the advantage.
Let's go tonight.
Yeah.
Okay.
Vests for sure, and all
the weaponry we can muster.
I have one more piece of business,
then we'll meet here in two
hours and I'll lead the way.
There's a back road where
we can leave the vehicles
and walk the rest.
Sound good?
[gate clangs]
[Guard] Sir.
[Colt] Remember me?
How could I forget?
The last time I saw you,
you threatened to blow my head off.
Is that all?
You're lucky I didn't
follow through with it.
Yeah, well, I wish you would have.
I'm stuck in here forever.
Punishment fits the crime.
Fuck you, cop.
I haven't seen you in how long,
and you just come here to harass me?
I have better things to do.
By the looks of it, I doubt it.
And I'd love to break your
balls all night if I could,
but I have to be somewhere,
so I have a deal for you.
A deal?
I want to put your
hacker skills to work.
Are you up for it?
Does the Volga stink like
shit? Yeah, I'm up for it.
They won't even let me
near a computer here.
That's because you'd
open every cell door
and the front gate.
And while you're at it, empty
everyone's bank accounts.
I'm reformed, I mean...
Yeah, I bet you are.
So here's my deal.
I don't want you to reform just yet.
I want you to hack into an
account for old times' sake.
This is legit?
Totally.
I've informed the powers that
be that we're going to do it.
Okay, who do I get to rob?
Maxim Sokolov.
[tense music]
You know what you're doing, right?
You fucking bet I do.
Only you don't get to keep his money.
Half of it will go to aid Kids Villages,
a charitable organization
for Russian orphans.
The other half will go to support
the Canadian Vets Foundation.
You got that?
You do that, and we
confirm that the monies
have reached the right parties,
we'll carve your sentence in half.
Time already served,
could be out by Christmas.
And then what?
Then you come work for us, every day,
till we say you're done.
Every day?
Unless you'd rather prefer
your prison circumstances.
No, I'm in, I'm in.
- Officer?
- Sir?
[Colt] Please get this
young man the laptop
he needs to do his work.
[Guard] Inmate.
Laptop.
Fuck yeah!
Alexei's back.
I think we should stick together.
What do you think, Tomas?
I agree. The property
has a basic layout.
There is really no blind spots.
If we show a united front,
they'll most likely scatter.
We go in, get Ritchie, get out.
Don't forget Frank.
Let's do this.
I didn't want it in
Mexican, you're an hour late.
I'm Colombian.
What's the emergency?
You got a card game going.
What's the buy-in?
I'm going to end 40 years of bullshit.
That cop that killed my son is coming here
and I'm going to slit his throat.
Also, we have his son and a
cop tied up in the basement,
and we're going to kill them too.
What?
I specifically told
Victor I don't do that.
We can't kill the kid.
We already have him
partially dismembered.
This rest of his body
is collateral damage.
And if you don't do what you're
told, you'll be dead too.
[ominous music]
Hey, I'm gonna go out for a smoke.
[ominous music]
- No, please.
- Take it easy, chico.
I'm not here to kill you.
I'm gonna cut you loose.
But then you gotta stay put.
Some murder's about to go down.
When you hear shots, you might
have enough time to get away.
Hold this, but hide it.
Pretend to be tied up in case
someone come checks on you.
Comprende?
Comprende?
Good luck, motherfuckers.
Tomas, Bert, move around to the back.
May as well knock on the front door.
What is it with you and the front door?
God, are you fucking crazy?
It's the shortest
distance between two points.
Don't worry, I won't be staying for long.
You get around to the side and cover me.
Got it.
[ominous music]
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
That guy thinks he's a little girl
selling cookies door-to-door.
This is going to be easier than I thought.
Let's go.
Where the hell have you been?
Who cares, I'm back
now. What's going on?
The cops.
Go downstairs and finish those cops off.
Pavel, you and I go in that direction.
Miguel, cover our asses.
Si, let's shoot some gringos, huh?
Stay close.
But there's so many fucking trees.
What if I get lost?
Just stay close to me, you stupid prick.
[gunshots popping]
That cop is a fool, but a deadly one.
Go into those trees, but
don't lose sight of me.
If you see him, put him
down, but don't kill him.
Leave his slow death to me.
Freeze.
Okay.
Now I'm unarmed.
Isn't it true that Canadian
police think before they shoot?
Not in this instance.
I've had some experience dealing
with fucked-up criminals.
Get on your knees and put
your hands behind your head.
You're weak.
I can feel it.
You're scared of dying.
Yeah, no shit.
Well, I have no intention
of going quietly, cyka.
Ah, shit!
This is like your old Western
movies, Mr. Colt Hanson.
Gunfight at the O.K. Corral.
Now I get to put my son to rest.
You got your histories muddled, Sokolov.
This is Canada, not Tombstone, Arizona.
And I don't care about your
eye-for-an-eye worldview.
Is my son alive?
He was when I left him,
but not for very much longer.
I will personally rip his heart out
after I'm finished with you.
You sent a lot of shitty people here
to do your dirty work for you.
I'd say that a long prison sentence
would normally be the call here,
but I think the only way to
get balance is to put you down!
I fought in Afghanistan.
I was wounded three times.
Put me down? [laughs]
Does not happen to me.
Well, that's an opinion
that's gonna cost you.
I don't know much, but I know this:
you end today!
[gunshots popping]
You gonna be able to do this, Phil?
Shut up, Ritchie.
The Russians are leaving
tonight, and I'm going with 'em.
You think that's their plan?
You just get a passport to freedom?
I'll take my chances.
Besides, you and I both know,
your father, he'll kill me for sure.
That's where you're dead wrong.
I'm gonna be the one to do that.
[gunshots pop]
[gunshots pop]
Two guys.
Let me get their attention,
you circle around the back.
[gunshots pop]
Miguel.
Miguel.
Pavel, get behind and go find Miguel.
What? I'm shooting.
[speaking Russian]
[Annie groans]
You know, another time, another place,
I would've loved to party with you.
For now I'll settle
for twisting your neck.
Be careful what you wish for.
[Lada choking]
[ominous music]
To many fucking trees.
I think I'm lost.
That's okay, I found you.
Fuck.
[gunshot pops]
Pavel?
Miguel?
[Tomas] No one's coming for the rescue.
This will be your last
official trip to Canada.
I hate this place anyway.
All I need is one clear shot.
[Tomas] You're not getting it.
Fight fair, you piece of shit.
[Tomas] You feeling it?
I can hear you breathing.
[gunshot pops]
Russians.
[Colt grunting]
I'm going to tell you something
that very few people know.
Dimitri is not my only son.
I have another one.
A cruel bastard named Vasily
who lives in a shithole in Kazakhstan.
Dimitri always tried to please me.
But we have a saying in Russia.
"Drinks little, gets drunk easy."
He was always over the top
trying to get my affection.
But his drunkenness made me sick.
Outwardly, for the sake of our
name, I have to avenge him,
but inwardly, I don't give two shits.
Vasily does not want my
love, he wants my power.
How can you not like that?
Now you'll know where
lobsters spend their winter.
Your language, I don't understand.
Your expressions make no sense!
You send over as many sons as you need
and I will stuff as many Atlantic lobsters
up their asses as possible.
[tense music]
Goodbye, Mr. Colt Hanson.
[Miguel speaking Spanish]
[gunshot pops]
I don't know who you are, but thank you.
Miguel Alejandro.
I've been wanting to do
that for a long time.
Alejandro?
I know that name.
That's trouble in the circles I move in.
Si.
I'll make sure this doesn't
happen again, comprende?
You mean us crossing paths?
That's exactly what I mean.
Are you okay to go back
in the house, chico?
Yeah, I'm getting used to this.
Miguel?
Be good.
We don't want to meet again
for the wrong reasons.
[gunshot pops]
[Miguel spits]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
Annie, it's just us.
You guys all right?
[Tomas] Oh, we took care of our end.
Is this how you guys always operate?
[Colt] We're barely roughed up.
What have you been dealing with?
Quite a wild one.
She was just over here.
[ominous music]
No.
No, she was right here, I swear it.
[pensive music]
[Ritchie] Take it easy.
Take her easy, Frank.
All right, you got a few steps.
Ritchie, my boy.
You made it. I knew you would.
Thank you, Frank.
Looks like the took a
piece out of you too.
We did it together.
The other guy won't be
joining us, unfortunately.
Phil?
[Ritchie] Piece of shit deserved it.
Maxim?
What you said.
Piece of shit deserved it.
[Annie] Still one crazy
Russian on the loose.
I'll call it in.
[Colt grunts]
Plus multiple EMS.
[Colt grunting]
[tranquil music]
Man, I tell you.
It's days like today that
help me erase bad memories.
What is the status on Lada Goncharov?
She's officially MIA.
Knowing their connections,
she's out of the country by now.
Just remind me never
to book a fishing trip
on the Caspian Sea.
Yeah, I think we've made
enough enemies overseas.
Let's just enjoy what we have here.
[ominous music]
Vasily!
Vasily.
[speaking Russian]
Colt Hanson.
[hammer clangs]
[upbeat rock music]
[pensive music]
[clock ticking]
[soft music]
[ominous music]
[gunshots pop]
[line ringing]
[speaking Russian]
He will pay.
[ominous music]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
My sandwich says to speak in English.
You have lousy accents.
You German?
Finnish.
Then you should've
let me finish my lunch.
[tense music]
Clean up this mess.
Hold those two.
I have plans for them.
Get the money out of the car.
And get me another sandwich.
[phone rings]
Da.
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
[speaking Russian]
Don't speak until I tell you.
We're going to speak in English,
'cause you're gonna need
it where you're going.
You know my son was murdered.
Yeah. My sympathies, Maxim.
I told you not to speak.
Now listen, and listen carefully.
For four years it's gnawed at me.
Every night.
Dimitri was ripped from me,
and those that did it sleep peacefully.
No longer.
I'm going to send you
to where he was killed.
Your mission is simple.
Avenge his death.
The man that shot my
son, I want destroyed,
splayed out and butchered
like the fucking pig he is.
And treat his family in a similar way.
Anyone that helps or
gets in the way, remove.
You won't be alone.
I'll send two people to help.
They're very good. They were FSB.
They're in London with the nerve gas.
[chuckles] I would've done it different.
Times change.
The woman, Lada, is nuts!
Keep your eyes on her.
Her parter, Pavel...
[sighs] To be simple, dumb, but loyal.
That's all you need.
Get it done quickly,
and you'll be rewarded.
I will do as you wish.
And if you don't
succeed, don't come back.
Now get out.
[ominous music]
So here we are, come down to this.
I'm going to tell you a story.
It's short, but it's gonna
mean life or death to you.
Many, many years ago,
the Romans held contests
which involved what we
now call gladiators.
They staged events that were called munus,
and they were originally
meant to honor the dead.
You see where we are going with this?
They pitted slave against
slave, to the death.
It was a sloppy affair, brutal killings,
but it was fucking good entertainment.
And that brings us to today, right now.
You're going to battle it out
until one of you bleeds out.
You don't get swords.
You get big fucking knives.
This isn't the Colosseum
in Rome, but it'll do.
Now get to it.
[tense music]
[Russians shouting]
[blade plunging]
That was pretty fucking good.
Unfortunately, we don't take prisoners.
[gunshots pop]
Celebrating your first month on the job.
Feeling pretty good?
I'm feeling damn good.
We took down that Astroski guy last week.
You mean the dairy farmer
with the expired license plates?
Big bust, bug bust.
Moving on, how have your
headaches been lately?
They come and go. Today's good.
Mom sure knew how to
deal with them the best.
She made everything better.
Almost two years to the day now.
I miss her a ton.
Me too.
But I think she's always watching over us.
Keeping tabs.
Knowing the two of us, she'd better.
What's on the agenda today?
I think Annie has an
update on that drug bust.
And we got a visit from
my old friend, Tomas.
Met him in Croatia when he was just a kid.
Way before Afghanistan.
He was a translator for you
while you were peacekeeping.
Moved to Canada a few years ago.
You mentioned he was stopping in.
Where's he at now?
Two counties over, doing
what he was meant to do.
Policing.
Law enforcement needs guys like him.
You got that right.
I'll drop you off at the station
and meet up for the briefing later.
I have another stop.
[Colt breathing heavily]
Glad you could make this session, Colt.
You've canceled a couple times now.
I know, Roberta.
No excuses. I've been putting it off.
Because?
This digging deeper
shit, I'm not good at it.
But you've told me that you feel
that your health is suffering.
I usually go for weeks
feeling pretty good.
Then there's always something.
And you lost Susan too,
so that doesn't help.
I guess I'm kind of always
expecting the worst to happen.
And usually it does.
You have to give
yourself some credit here.
Your past history in the military,
the recent violent encounter that you had
with the Russian mafia,
these are all traumatic episodes.
What I'd like to do today
is recall some of that
and see if we can't isolate
one or two of the
triggers that set you off.
Tell me about the specifics
of the battle outside of Kandahar.
Our orders came down.
We deployed too quickly.
My platoon was outnumbered.
Pure and simple, we got trapped.
[gunfire popping]
[explosions boom]
[ominous music]
C6, top of the hill, now!
Watch that shit! Move out, move out!
[soldier groaning]
Get that soldier out of here!
[soldier groaning]
Soldier, you're gonna be okay.
I'm gonna put a tourniquet on you.
Peel back!
We lost five great men that day.
Five.
We've talked about guilt,
and how that also ties in
with your wife and her death.
Yeah, everything's connected, I know.
So how's your
relationship with your son?
That I can say is good.
Solid.
[Roberta] Okay, let's
talk about that for a while.
So everyone has their notes
and the priorities for this week?
If you have highway duty,
check in with Admin on particulars.
As some of you may know,
we have a new drug problem in the area,
so we've decided to partner
up with Brazeau County.
It's a new initiative, but
I think a good strategy.
We also have a direct link
to the head of their task
force, Tomas Zelensky.
He and I go back a long way,
and that's an advantage.
Again, refer to your
notes on some key names.
Some of you might remember
David Alejandro, a drug lord.
He was murdered a few years back,
but it looks like some of his relatives
may be taking over the mantle.
I'll be talking to Tomas later today,
so we'll have more details
over the next few days
on where we're headed.
Last small item is we
seem to get our fair share
of yahoos and looky-looks in the area.
We found a stolen vehicle
parked on one of the back roads.
Now, it was jacked in the
city and abandoned here,
but we know the guy who took it.
He's a small-town crook
with a lengthy rap sheet.
Nothing violent, just a
history of petty crime
dating back to the Stone Age.
He's the Mad Trapper reborn,
elusive and always on the run.
He enjoys it, but he may be armed,
so don't let your guard
down with this guy.
He's also a bit of a celebrity
in the most-wanted circles,
so let's get this shithead
and cancel his five minute of fame.
This week's safety rep is Annie Needham.
If you have any beefs, check in with her.
Stay safe.
Officers, I have some more details
on that accident from last week.
Mm-hmm, well, it looks like
you're my partner this week, rookie.
And you never been luckier.
Just like you won the lottery.
Yeah, that's exactly how I'm feeling.
Uh, Bert.
I sent you my breakdowns of
last week's property crime.
Did you finish the report?
Uh, yes I did, and no I didn't.
I just have to dot the
t's and cross the I's,
and it'll be done.
What you are really good
at is the B's and the S's.
Roasted.
I, on the other hand,
got you my traffic safety
stuff two days ago.
Mm.
Yes, you did, and no you didn't.
It was full of writing errors.
That's 'cause I'm a cop, not a writer.
Burn.
I'm gonna get lunch, and
those reports will be done.
[phone rings]
[pensive music]
Tomas Zelensky, it's been a while.
Out of private consulting
and into the public
service where you belong.
Yeah, the chair fits pretty well.
You've been good, my old friend?
Still a work in progress, Tomas.
Better to look good than feel good, right?
Anything I can do to help?
You can bring me up to speed
on this new task force we have going.
That's a start.
Four guys on our side
dedicated to investigation,
surveillance, and real-time tracking.
Your detachment matches manpower.
We can make that work.
I know everybody here
wants to be a part of this.
Good. We meet once a week Tuesdays.
My guys are eager to work with you.
Me?
[Tomas] Colt, you're an
extraordinary police officer.
Probably the best at what you do.
I hope your guys appreciate it.
Tomas, I don't need pats
on the back or medals.
You know me. My detachment has my back.
All right then, let's get started.
We may have another fly
in the ointment though.
How so?
[Tomas] Who may have another connection
to all of this as well.
Meaning?
More bad guys to deal with,
and more distribution lines.
Croatia and Afghanistan, all over again.
Yeah, similar scenario.
I'll see you in a week and
we can break this down.
Got the call.
One of our road units spotted
our asshole on the I am.
He's camped out by the river.
- Well, let's go get this guy.
- Whoa, not so fast.
There's a reason why this
guy hasn't been caught yet.
He's slick and slippery.
Yeah, and dangerous.
I almost forgot about that for a second.
This is not gonna be an easy arrest.
We'll go in quick and quiet.
We flank him, cover any exits. Good?
Good.
[suspenseful music]
[tense music]
Okay, shithead, get your
hands where I can see them.
I will shoot you without hesitation.
Get your fucking hand off that.
That's what my mother used to say.
This is my bug-out bag.
Get 'em up!
[suspect groans]
Oh, you're giving me gas.
You're about to set something off.
[tense music]
[gas hissing]
Son of a bitch is gone.
He didn't get through me or you.
He's only got one other route.
- The river.
- The river. Fuck!
Hey, Bert, take the truck and see
if you can follow him on the highway.
I'm gonna take the boat
and see if I can catch him.
Roger that. Do you know
how to drive that thing?
Can't be too hard, I'll figure it out.
Hey, that fucking
guy just stole my boat!
Yeah, I'm gonna take this one.
- What the-
- Don't worry.
I'll bring it back.
[motor roaring]
[motor revs]
Where the hell is this guy?
Fuck.
Bert, I'm headed in.
Meet me at Hutchinson's Point.
Clearly he knows this river.
Did you get a shot at him?
No.
I don't think he's armed.
Plus, if I miss, I mean,
who knows what I'll hit?
It's just too risky.
He can't be on the run forever.
We'll get him.
So we've had our introductions.
You've all been selected to take part
in this shared task force.
And we have a great mix of experience.
But remember, it's going to be long hours,
so make sure your families
know what's going on.
The network we're following is organized,
and they have a rhythm
and criminal work flow
that's highly effective.
Tomas, do you want to weigh in here?
Thanks, Colt.
Here's what we know.
David Alejandro was handling
the bulk of the street work,
importing and distribution
several years ago.
Now, he and a number of
his associates were killed
by a rival group of Russian competitors.
My friend Colt here and his force
took care of the Russian competitors,
which leads us up to today.
Alejandro's close relative, Miguel,
decided that the time is
right to resume business.
He's up and running and has a decent line
on his drug trade craft.
Communication, transportation,
and whereabouts of high-ranking
guys is kept secret.
Seems like he's always
one step ahead of us.
Which means what we have going on here
has to stay in Drayton.
No outside discussions. Am I clear?
Good.
Now, each one of you will have a parter,
one of our guys to join one of Colt's.
This way communication goes
both ways, but stays internal.
That's it for today.
I'm Ritchie Hanson.
We're buddying up.
Phil Kent.
You any relation to Colt?
My dad.
You might say the apple
doesn't fall far from the tree.
[Phil scoffs]
Kid, I got 20 years in.
I've had a lot of wind blown my direction.
My testosterone's a day behind me.
I'm that jacked.
I guess we're about to find out.
Now, here are my notes.
I'm gonna go out of town for a day or two.
Let's get together then.
I'm on it.
I think the team looks good.
There's one thing I didn't mention.
[Colt] Yeah?
We may have a mole.
Information is leaking out.
I mean, our raids are turning up nothing.
How can I help?
Have your guys' eyes and ears peeled
to anything off-point.
They bring it to you, you
bring it to me, all right?
Understood.
[ominous music]
Yeah, it's Colt.
I have some new information.
Let's meet in the same
secure spot again, okay?
Yeah, meeting just wrapped.
I'll make my way to you tomorrow.
Si.
Okay.
Things may have to quiet
down for a couple weeks.
That's okay.
[speaking Spanish]
[tense music]
Beautiful new country.
Time to destroy it.
[Roberta] Same nightmares? Afghanistan?
No, different this time.
It's the Russian episode.
Give yourself some leeway here, Colt.
That was an absolutely horrific event.
I've seen worse overseas.
Seen worse, granted.
But this time the injury
was inflicted on you.
That's a very deep wound
that's healed physically, but-
I know.
But it's been hard to shake.
Do you feel the pain
from the Russian bear?
Shh.
Go to sleep now.
That was a life-or-death experience.
The violence of that
act has stayed with you.
Combine that with the
Afghanistan tour of duty...
A walking fucking mess.
Actually, quite the opposite.
You've managed to continue policing,
being a great dad to Ritchie.
Look, I'm not laughing, I'm crying.
None of us are perfect, Colt.
You need to be proud of who you are,
and give yourself some
credit for a lot of things.
Do you want me to prescribe
the same medication
again for the headaches?
Yeah, that would help.
What a moment for
international diplomacy.
Welcome, my brothers.
The only reason we're here, hombre,
is to collect what's owed
us from many years ago.
That was another time.
A mistake was made. It will be corrected.
Look, you can't bring back my cousin,
which means we are in
for serious compensation,
for both producto and some cash.
[Lada] Well, we're
his Russian bear hounds.
[speaking Russian]
Easy.
This is a friendly meeting.
We have an offer for you to consider.
And yes, it will benefit you,
in both drugs and dollars.
Okay, you got my attention.
Who is this?
I'm Frank, Miguel's business partner.
I represent the eastern part of Canada.
A size able interest.
Our pipeline's out of Montreal.
You heard of it?
Why the animosity?
We have a lot to bring to the table.
And here is a gesture of our goodwill.
This is for you, Miguel.
Call it payback if you will.
You can share with our new friend.
Up to you.
You still owe us some producto.
We'll get to that.
Have another problem.
[Miguel] What's that?
We need to take care of
a cancerous piece of shit.
That won't be an issue.
He's a public figure of sorts.
We can't touch that.
We'll do the heavy lifting.
Don't worry.
This guy had it coming for years.
Couldn't kill him from the
other part of the world.
We're here now.
We're gonna do the job and
end it, clean and quiet.
Why do you need us then?
Many hands make lighter work,
and I believe our new agreements
will open up networks and
profits like never before.
Frank, you good with this shit?
Long as we see our cut.
Good.
Let's meet in a week, and I
will have a firm plan in place.
This for real?
Never trust those fucking Russians.
You're going to put faith in these guys?
Course not.
As soon as they turn their backs,
we're gonna grab back our cash.
Gonna steal their
stockpiles, weapons, drugs,
and then we kill them.
Kill them? Yeah, that's
make fucking sense.
[Victor and Pavel chuckle]
So we missed our guy.
He must be slippery, 'cause
I've seen Annie in action.
She's not fooled.
This guy's been on the run
through several districts,
but this is his hometown,
so he's here now, and we'll nab him.
Well, you're in charge.
Ritchie and I are
diverted on this drug case
for a few weeks.
Phil!
Guys, guys, this is my
new partner, Phil Kent.
This is Colt Hanson.
- Colt.
Annie Needham.
- Hey, Annie.
- Hey.
And Bert Rauch.
- Nice to meet you.
- Bert.
Annie, lunch?
Yeah, Bert. Let's go.
Heard a lot about you, Colt.
You got a good group here.
The best.
Ritchie's the newest to the team,
but he'll give you everything you need
to help with the investigation.
Where are you guys at?
Well, things have softened
recently, it's quiet.
I'm here to give Ritchie
some files on key players.
That's it.
I had a couple ideas on an approach too.
Talk to you later.
- See ya.
Yeah. Yeah, don't worry.
I'll do my best to lead
in other directions.
I'm on my way.
I've been told you're two months behind
on your payments to Miguel.
I'm looking at the note
we hold on your property.
It appears yes, this is true.
What are you gonna do about it?
It's just some untimely bills.
I'm good for it.
Hey, don't bullshit us.
You need to stay out of that casino.
It's just a streak of bad cards.
Look, let me change the
subject to something good.
I've got a new source of funds.
- Now you're talking.
- Yeah, yeah. Lots of funds.
I don't want to have this information.
Frank, let's make sure
we have funds in my office by this Friday.
Miguel, let's go.
You heard the man.
Get the money you owe Miguel.
He's got a card game for you.
It's gonna change your luck.
And before I forget, I need
the dates on the next bust.
And Phil, don't fuck this up.
[ominous music]
- Everything good?
- All good.
Look, he's got some info on
this Russian guy up in town
for a private and high-level poker game.
These guys will eat him up alive.
Then we'll own his house,
'cause we already own him.
[suspenseful music]
Let's meet again.
New information on my end.
[phone rings]
Hey, Colt.
Yeah, we're just up by Range
Road 44, just out of town.
[engine revs]
Whoa! Where's the fire?
They just spotted our
guy foraging near the dump.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
Caught with my pants down.
Bert, drop this guy if he moves an inch.
Roger that.
Ah, well, if it isn't Mr. Bloated Ankles
and Ms. Possum Poo.
Ah, you've seen this trick.
This is an improvised explosive device.
You've got 10 seconds before
I turn this whole place
into a fucking crater!
[suspenseful music]
Oh, great. How did he
know about my ankles?
Jesus, Bert, let's go.
Annie!
Bert!
Oh, he's good.
He's good.
Son of a bitch did it again.
Look at this fucker.
Comes into my house to lose his money.
[speaking Russian]
Ah, Miguel sent you.
Yeah, and maybe you
should watch your mouth.
I'm a cop.
Well, now we're
definitely taking his money.
Oh yeah?
Well, I just won the South Point Silk's
$100 Hold'em tournament.
And I won the Russian
spank-the-weasel contest.
Five years running.
[Russians laugh]
Yeah, whatever.
Maybe I can help you out
with some of the shit you got going on,
or maybe I could just leave right now.
Relax, man.
We're just busting your chops.
Sit down.
Play some cards.
Let's be friends.
We love cops.
Na zdorovie.
You look like you lost your best friend.
You heard we didn't get this guy, again?
Annie, sometimes we need to be patient.
You're going to nail him.
Rules have changed so much now.
Public protection comes first.
You can't just go shooting him in the leg.
And that's exactly what I want to do.
What are we doing wrong here, Colt?
What tactics aren't we
using to pin this guy down?
This guy, he knows the backwoods.
Thankfully, he isn't
dangerous, that we know of.
No history, anyway.
You know, it's almost
like he's mocking us.
When you get another
chance at him, and you will,
take Ritchie with you.
Ritchie knows this area pretty well.
Plus, we're taking a
break on this other thing
we have going on with Tomas' officers,
so he can give you an extra pair of hands
to lock this prick down.
He and I are going to
a hockey game tonight,
so I'll talk to him about it.
Thanks.
Lada and Pavel.
You owe me money.
Might have to kill a couple of extra guys
to make up for that.
[Pavel chuckles]
Relax, Phil.
We only do that to people that
owe us a shitload of money.
Oh, looky here.
You owe me a shitload of money.
Now, we'll have to talk about that.
Game's over.
My luck's usually better.
Somehow I doubt that.
You're in for 20 grand.
Big cop like you, that's pocket money.
I can turn him upside down
and we can shake his pockets loose.
Phil's our new friend.
And we know what we do to
friends who owe us money?
They give us favors.
Lots and lots of favors.
[ominous music]
[players shouting]
[sporting organ music]
So where are you with your partner?
Phil, right?
We're good. He's a vet.
Many miles on the tires.
You get a good read on him?
He isn't a big talker.
He's divorced, so I think
the job is mostly the thing.
He may know more about the
case than he's telling me.
I am a rookie, so there may
be a little distrust there.
Yeah, the old-timers
generally like to see action
without the meetings and the paperwork.
I don't think there's a case there yet,
so he probably knows a
little more than you do.
Which leads me to my suggestion,
we pull you back from that right now.
Dad, jeez, we're just up and running.
I'm not sure I like the direction it is.
And Tomas is a man I trust completely,
but there's a wrench in this somehow.
What do you mean?
There's a lot of misinformation
on who we're looking at.
Paperwork's taking too long.
We had a location, but
that was a red herring.
I want you to link up with Annie and Bert
on this guy they've been
chasing for a number of weeks.
Do that for me?
We'll get you back on this other thing
as soon as we're more solid with a collar.
All right.
Victor, you got the cop in your lap.
Good, so now's the time
to step up the action.
I'm going to text you
a number of locations.
You go in, you take the drugs.
You can exercise your muscles, comprende?
Ciao.
Bueno.
- Good.
Salud, amigo.
[upbeat rock music]
[door bangs open]
Don't you fucking move.
[speaking Russian]
[gunshots pop]
Remember us?
[gunshot pops]
[Lada grunting]
Is that all for the shipment?
We better get our fucking cut, man.
Yeah, my man says the street price
is at an all-time high.
Fucking high.
Who the fuck are you guys?
We're not your friends.
What, are you gonna kill me?
You better fucking kill me good.
What he said.
[gunshots popping]
Get the money and the dope.
Another good day at the office.
Christ, you guys, do you
have to do that so openly?
What, in front of you?
Yeah, in front of me.
Phil, this is the least of your worries.
I have my Russian bear so far up your ass,
I can feel the back of your throat.
Yeah, that's far, man.
[Victor chuckles]
And you missed a payment to us.
With compound interest, I'm
gonna be inside you for a while.
Or do you want Lada and
Pavel to take our share
and rip you a new one right now?
[speaking Russian]
No, no, I don't want that.
Then let's get down to favor
number one that you owe me.
Yeah?
The cop, Hanson.
Okay.
You're gonna start following him.
I want details on all
his comings and goings,
all day and all night.
And his kid.
Well, that won't be hard, but what for?
When do I sleep?
You don't.
You can sleep in your
fucking truck for all I care.
And anything you do
for me, I don't explain.
You do it and I take some
interest off your debt.
And step up the
information on the next bust.
We aren't getting enough out of you
in this so-called investigation.
Hey, it's quiet.
The task force is asleep right now.
Well, someone's gonna
have to wake the fuck up,
and that's you.
I don't have any issues
in blowing your balls off
and leaving you in the
field for all the birds,
or whatever else is there,
to pick apart your carcass.
We own you, Phil, and
that means daily info.
Comprende?
- Yeah.
- Now get the fuck outta here.
[suspenseful music]
You're having dinner with Phil now.
You guys getting tight?
[Ritchie sighs]
Case is going nowhere.
I think the more each unit
shares with the other,
the better off we'll be in
getting leads and arrests.
Listen, between you
and me, there's a leak.
Just keep things close to
the vest for the moment.
But Phil, he's got 20 years in.
I'm meeting with Tomas today.
We'll know more after.
And here he is.
My ears are burning.
You guys talking nice about me?
Good to see you, young fella.
You too.
Staying out of trouble, I hope?
Always looking for some.
Hoping you guys can figure out a plan
so we can seek and destroy some shit.
We're working on it.
Let me talk to your dad,
and hopefully we can get this plan of ours
back on the rails.
As you can tell, my guys
are getting a little antsy.
This is a different beast we're
dealing with here, isn't it?
The pieces are moving day to day, Colt,
plus we're getting bad info.
How does that happen?
I think I mentioned before
we suspect an outflow of intel.
So the gangs are staying
one step ahead of us.
Ah, they're able to move
product, distribution, guns,
and their people, just before
we're set up for the bust.
That's why we can't
mobilize your guys, or mine.
Well, that fucking sucks.
Yeah.
Some more bad news.
Yeah?
Your Russians are back.
How do you know this?
I have some close friends
with the Security Agency.
They told me to warn you.
A small group flew in a few weeks ago.
Maxim Sokolov's guys.
Those guys are dangerous.
Do you know where they are exactly?
They landed on a private
strip a few hours from here.
[tense music]
Do you think they're here for me?
Oh, I know.
But it also muddies the
water with the Colombians.
I mean, if they converge-
Let's not go there.
How do we find the Russians?
You remember what happened last time.
Vanished into the forest.
So if they don't want to be found-
But we did find them.
Colt, are you all right?
My concern is for Ritchie.
I'm trying to balance the job
and protect him at the same time.
Now, I understand that,
but how are you doing?
It hasn't been a banner
couple of years, Tomas.
Well, you're talking it
through with Dr. Zittlau, right?
Yeah, but it's a struggle.
Remember when we used to be invincible?
Well, that was never true.
I mean, we dodged bullets for real,
but we're alive because
we're good at what we do,
and we protect others because of it.
More and more bad guys, though.
Just keep talking.
Zittlau is good.
And everyone else has
your back, especially me.
[solemn music]
[acoustic guitar playing]
[Victor singing in Russian]
[phone rings]
Da.
Cyka, I told you to do
the job and get back here.
I also told you if you
didn't get the job done,
you wouldn't have anywhere
to fucking come back to.
Everything will be done as you ordered.
We have the drugs flowing again.
I thought that was a priority.
I want Hanson's head on a plate.
I know what you're doing
every second of the day.
You're shuffling cards and drinking vodka.
That's why I'm flying out next week
and we're doing things my way.
We're going to send a
message loud and clear.
We will do what you ask.
We go for the son first.
We take him, and Hanson will come
begging for his life on his knees.
[phone rings]
Yep.
Okay, Victor, I'm on my way.
This is it, Phil.
All your chips are in.
You do this, and all
your debt will be repaid.
The note on your house goes back to you.
We will even set you up
with some slush money
so that you can retire.
Yeah, go hunting.
Or whatever the fuck you
Canadians do when your time's up.
100%.
We want the kid.
What kid?
Hanson's son.
What?
You're going to lure him in for us.
I can't do that.
Yes, you can, and you will,
or you'll be eating caviar with the tsar.
Just don't think about it.
Brain's too small anyways.
All you have to do is
set the wheels in motion,
then back off.
Get your life back.
Now get out.
I have a lot of shit to do.
You gonna give that
asshole his life back?
Fuck no.
Let's carve him up and
throw his bones to the dogs.
While we are on the subject
of killing, we need more ammo.
Go into town and load up.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
What are those fart-suckers up to?
Doesn't fit.
Here's that file you
wanted on Mr. Weeks.
Thanks, Nicole.
Okay, Temple Weeks.
Let's find out a little
bit more about you.
[playful music]
What are you gonna eat?
Using your time wisely, I see.
Actually, Bert was just
running an angle on your runaway.
Using food as a trap.
Crack detectives, you two.
But I actually did dig up some background
on our Temple Weeks.
Some interesting stuff.
Let's hear it.
Well, firstly, he's pretty
low-end in terms of crime.
How so?
Well, he has a history of stealing cars,
but most likely to get
from point A to point B.
And, wait for it.
Food theft.
My kinda guy.
So basically, we're wasting our time
hunting down somebody that
pillages fast food joints?
Actually, he burgles
high-end restaurants.
And here's where it gets intriguing.
He's ex-military.
I mean, he probably served
with Colt in Afghanistan.
That explains why he's so elusive.
Probably has major PTSD to boot.
Yeah, but that doesn't
excuse the car theft.
I mean, he's done it over 20 times.
So basically this guy
needs his own set of wheels
and an introduction to the food bank.
We've still gotta pick him up.
I just got some new coordinates
of where he might be,
so we're gonna head out in
an hour to pick this guy up.
[playful music]
Okay, I've marked them.
I'll pursue and give
you the GPS coordinates.
[phone rings]
Hey, Ritchie, it's Annie.
We're going in as one unit.
Pull over.
- Okay, got it.
[suspenseful, whimsical music]
[Temple humming]
Ritchie, head to the backwoods.
Cut him off if he decides
to hightail it south.
Bert and I will approach him head-on.
You sure we can corral him?
This time?
Yeah.
All right.
Whoa, slow down, Temple,
we just want to talk to you.
You should've called my secretary.
We don't have her number.
That's no problem, 1-800-FUCK-YOU.
Anyway, I'm booked solid for a long time.
Is that what you want
me to tell your daughter?
[sentimental music]
That's right.
I found her.
I also know you haven't
seen her in a few years.
That's impossible.
The ex took off with her years ago.
I tried to locate 'em,
and believe me, I'm good at tracking.
We know.
We also know that you were part
of the reconstruction
team outside of Kabul.
You were military.
That was a million years ago.
When I got back, it seemed like
a million years had passed.
Well, it hasn't, and your
daughter wants to talk to you.
Don't dung-fork me, brickbat.
The hell? Is this guy out of the 1890s?
Stay there, Ritchie.
We want Temple to come with
us, but only if he wants to.
Why, so you can get every
doctor from here to eternity
to prick my boils and pry my eyes open
and put pictures of Mom in front of me
so you can send me to Oedipus Anonymous?
Well, no.
Maybe we could just get
somebody to talk to you.
Like my captain, Colt Hanson.
He was in Afghanistan too.
I know of him.
Then you know that you can trust him.
And you can see your daughter.
I can see her?
Yes.
You better not be lying to me,
or I'll break out of any
cell you'll put me in
and you'll never hear from me again.
I'm thinking that would
be a big embarrassment
for you and your detachment.
Yes and yes.
I assure you, we will
treat you with dignity,
and I will get your daughter in to see you
as soon as that can be arranged.
I have your word?
You have my word.
Then take me to your dungeon.
Let's not do that this time, Bert.
Let's just get him in the truck.
We'll sort out the details
when we get back to HQ.
[playful music]
The stench coming off of that guy.
They're leaving.
I'll send you the coordinates now.
Ritchie, I'll drop you
back off at your truck.
We'll meet you at the station.
[Ritchie] What do we got here?
[suspenseful music]
How's it going, guys?
Uh, not great.
[Ritchie] Engine trouble?
It's something like that.
Do you want to take a look at it?
Yeah, I can do that, no worries.
- Thank you.
- No problem.
[Lada] Get him off of me.
- Open the door.
- I got it!
So you got him finally.
Really, really good work.
I did the necessary background check.
Once we told him we could
reconnect him with his daughter,
he came without an issue.
You'll do that? You'll
reconnect him though?
Yeah, absolutely.
He's got some issues,
Colt. He's an ex-veteran.
It'll be great if you could talk with him.
You have him downstairs?
Holding cell eight.
Okay.
Busy day. I'll go see him later tonight.
Hey, have you guys seen Ritchie?
We're supposed to meet up for coffee.
He was following us.
You know him, he gets sidetracked.
[ominous music]
You awake, kid?
Good, time to get down to business.
You don't know who we are, right?
In Russia, we call we call
it [speaking Russian],
the night hag.
You call it a fucking nightmare.
I prefer we had your father in this seat,
but you're a start.
These are my good friends Lada and Pavel.
They are going to give you
some special attention.
[Ritchie groans]
That's a good one.
And it gives me an even better idea.
Pavel, hold his hand down.
Oh, da.
[Ritchie groans]
Lada is a middle
finger knife specialist.
And since you're such a
wiseguy with the middle finger,
I'm gonna let her use this
knife to really fuck you.
A present for your father.
[Ritchie screams]
Colt, we've just found Ritchie's truck
just on Secondary Road
110, just east of town.
Key was in the ignition.
It was lit up like he'd
just pulled somebody over.
Well, that doesn't
make any sense at all.
You think maybe he pursued
someone into the bush?
We can't rule out that
possibility, I guess.
I've got everyone out
there looking for him.
Thanks.
I'm sure there's an explanation.
We'll find him.
[tense music]
The famous Mr. Weeks.
I'm Colt.
I know you.
We operated in the same
shitshow near Kabul,
many, many years ago.
Seems like a lifetime now.
[Temple] It doesn't go away.
No, it doesn't.
You were a sergeant.
Yeah, I was.
So you got your hands dirty.
Ha, I can't get 'em clean even now.
I scrub and I scrub.
My therapist tells me I have a tendency
that leads towards
self-destructive behavior.
You're a cop.
Doesn't that go with the job?
No.
The point is to stay alive.
You and I, we're alike.
And before you get defensive, hear me out.
We're similar.
We've both lost shit.
We keep reliving the past over
and over again in our minds.
But here's the good part.
We both have kids, kids that care for us.
Kids that make us want to put one foot
in front of the other in the morning.
You probably get to see your kid.
I haven't seen mine in years.
Annie, one of our officers,
whom you've met several times before,
she's bringing your daughter here.
And then what?
She sees me as this bushman crook?
We have our five-minute visit
and then she disappears to her life,
and I rot in here.
Not necessarily the case.
I've been in touch with Veteran Affairs.
And your crimes are all small.
No damages to the vehicles you took.
No property disruption
with the break-and-enters.
Temple, you need to talk to someone.
My therapist is helping
me with hand movement.
That way when an episode comes on,
I focus on that so the
trauma is less disruptive.
It's a technique that's helping me.
Yeah, helping you.
Listen, your service speaks for itself.
But you need a break right
now, and I'm that break.
I think we can get you the help you need.
Definitely a reduced
sentence, down to nothing.
Your daughter is arriving later today
and she's eager to see you.
I believe that's the right
path to making a difference.
You've got to make the choice though.
You call this shit coffee, Colt?
Gimme a pen and paper, will you?
What for?
An address for a location.
[Colt] A location?
A place where a bunch of
guys don't fit the scene.
Bring guns.
Any word on Ritchie?
None.
This came for you, no return address.
[ominous music]
That's Ritchie's!
Shit.
How do you know?
- That's his high school ring.
Need to think this through.
Bert, let's give him a minute.
[phone rings]
This is Colt.
I've been waiting a
long time for this call.
So get to it.
Some people think
consequences for their actions
can go on forever
unanswered or unpunished.
Never believed in that.
[Maxim] That's good to hear,
because I have a story
that relates to that.
Don't have time for stories.
Get to your point.
I like that, get to the point.
In Russia we have unmitigated
penchant for longing and loss.
I am one of those people.
I had a son and he was taken from me.
Now I have another son,
and he is mine to take.
You do that, you won't be
safe no matter where you hide.
I'm not heartless. I will
let you speak to your son.
Hey, Dad.
Are you okay?
I've felt better, to be honest.
I'm not gonna be able to play the trumpet.
Now you have a decision to make.
A big one.
I will spare your son, but I want you.
You tell me where you're
at, and I'll be there.
Slow down, Sheriff.
I haven't even taken my socks off.
I will message you
tomorrow with instructions.
Don't bring your cowboy posse, just you.
The Russians have Ritchie.
Oh my god.
We need to get him back now.
I'm on board, let's go.
Let's have my initial
shock wear off for a bit.
I can't take anyone with me.
Why?
It seems that Dimitri's
father is in town
and he wants my head, not Ritchie's.
Colt, they've already sent
you a pretty strong message.
They took a part of his body.
I totally agree with Annie.
All right, but leave me
alone for five minutes.
I have one more card I can play.
Yeah, it's me.
We know where they're holed up.
I need you to get eyes on them,
and then I'll come in after dark.
I'll text you the
location, but be careful.
Stay quiet, I'm a friend.
[ominous music]
Well, look at this blyat, Pavel.
Playing both sides?
[speaking Russian]
Yeah, he is.
[phone rings]
Yeah?
Tomas, I'm glad I caught you.
Are you sitting down?
Just about to leave. What's up?
You were right.
The Russians are back,
led by Maxim Sokolov.
Not good news.
Worse, they have Ritchie.
Colt, you need an army here.
I'll put my guys on it pronto.
I already have a guy on the inside.
[Tomas] Inside? Something
you're not telling me, Colt?
Sorry, my friend. I've had this guy
working on the drug situation for months.
You said you had a leak on your end,
so I couldn't share that info.
But I am now.
His name is Frank Coloni.
He's met with both parties, the
Colombians and the Russians.
I know where they are.
Do you know who your informer is?
I have my suspicions, yeah.
Who is it?
A guy's been missing for
roll call the last week.
He's taken a convenient leave of absence.
Plus, there's cash missing.
Who is it?
Phil Kent.
He was partnered up with Ritchie.
That asshole had better pray
the Russians kill him first.
I'm on my way to you.
Anything else you need?
Bring every fucking gun you have.
Mr. Alejandro, we finally talk.
I think it's time we meet face-to-face.
Come down to where we are tonight.
Call our snitch, get him here too.
Your father's coming to get you,
but let me tell you this,
it won't make a difference.
I will kill him, and he won't go quickly.
I will gut him slowly so you can watch.
I apologize for all the
cloak-and-dagger bullshit,
but we're down to the 11th hour here
and I'm gonna share
everything I know with you.
I've had a guy on the
inside for quite a while.
He's been on the force
undercover for years.
I sent him to do some recon,
and now I can't seem to get a hold of him.
I suspect the worst.
We may be jammed up.
No, you have the three of us.
They won't know we're coming, right?
- [Colt] Right.
- Then for now, we have the advantage.
Let's go tonight.
Yeah.
Okay.
Vests for sure, and all
the weaponry we can muster.
I have one more piece of business,
then we'll meet here in two
hours and I'll lead the way.
There's a back road where
we can leave the vehicles
and walk the rest.
Sound good?
[gate clangs]
[Guard] Sir.
[Colt] Remember me?
How could I forget?
The last time I saw you,
you threatened to blow my head off.
Is that all?
You're lucky I didn't
follow through with it.
Yeah, well, I wish you would have.
I'm stuck in here forever.
Punishment fits the crime.
Fuck you, cop.
I haven't seen you in how long,
and you just come here to harass me?
I have better things to do.
By the looks of it, I doubt it.
And I'd love to break your
balls all night if I could,
but I have to be somewhere,
so I have a deal for you.
A deal?
I want to put your
hacker skills to work.
Are you up for it?
Does the Volga stink like
shit? Yeah, I'm up for it.
They won't even let me
near a computer here.
That's because you'd
open every cell door
and the front gate.
And while you're at it, empty
everyone's bank accounts.
I'm reformed, I mean...
Yeah, I bet you are.
So here's my deal.
I don't want you to reform just yet.
I want you to hack into an
account for old times' sake.
This is legit?
Totally.
I've informed the powers that
be that we're going to do it.
Okay, who do I get to rob?
Maxim Sokolov.
[tense music]
You know what you're doing, right?
You fucking bet I do.
Only you don't get to keep his money.
Half of it will go to aid Kids Villages,
a charitable organization
for Russian orphans.
The other half will go to support
the Canadian Vets Foundation.
You got that?
You do that, and we
confirm that the monies
have reached the right parties,
we'll carve your sentence in half.
Time already served,
could be out by Christmas.
And then what?
Then you come work for us, every day,
till we say you're done.
Every day?
Unless you'd rather prefer
your prison circumstances.
No, I'm in, I'm in.
- Officer?
- Sir?
[Colt] Please get this
young man the laptop
he needs to do his work.
[Guard] Inmate.
Laptop.
Fuck yeah!
Alexei's back.
I think we should stick together.
What do you think, Tomas?
I agree. The property
has a basic layout.
There is really no blind spots.
If we show a united front,
they'll most likely scatter.
We go in, get Ritchie, get out.
Don't forget Frank.
Let's do this.
I didn't want it in
Mexican, you're an hour late.
I'm Colombian.
What's the emergency?
You got a card game going.
What's the buy-in?
I'm going to end 40 years of bullshit.
That cop that killed my son is coming here
and I'm going to slit his throat.
Also, we have his son and a
cop tied up in the basement,
and we're going to kill them too.
What?
I specifically told
Victor I don't do that.
We can't kill the kid.
We already have him
partially dismembered.
This rest of his body
is collateral damage.
And if you don't do what you're
told, you'll be dead too.
[ominous music]
Hey, I'm gonna go out for a smoke.
[ominous music]
- No, please.
- Take it easy, chico.
I'm not here to kill you.
I'm gonna cut you loose.
But then you gotta stay put.
Some murder's about to go down.
When you hear shots, you might
have enough time to get away.
Hold this, but hide it.
Pretend to be tied up in case
someone come checks on you.
Comprende?
Comprende?
Good luck, motherfuckers.
Tomas, Bert, move around to the back.
May as well knock on the front door.
What is it with you and the front door?
God, are you fucking crazy?
It's the shortest
distance between two points.
Don't worry, I won't be staying for long.
You get around to the side and cover me.
Got it.
[ominous music]
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
That guy thinks he's a little girl
selling cookies door-to-door.
This is going to be easier than I thought.
Let's go.
Where the hell have you been?
Who cares, I'm back
now. What's going on?
The cops.
Go downstairs and finish those cops off.
Pavel, you and I go in that direction.
Miguel, cover our asses.
Si, let's shoot some gringos, huh?
Stay close.
But there's so many fucking trees.
What if I get lost?
Just stay close to me, you stupid prick.
[gunshots popping]
That cop is a fool, but a deadly one.
Go into those trees, but
don't lose sight of me.
If you see him, put him
down, but don't kill him.
Leave his slow death to me.
Freeze.
Okay.
Now I'm unarmed.
Isn't it true that Canadian
police think before they shoot?
Not in this instance.
I've had some experience dealing
with fucked-up criminals.
Get on your knees and put
your hands behind your head.
You're weak.
I can feel it.
You're scared of dying.
Yeah, no shit.
Well, I have no intention
of going quietly, cyka.
Ah, shit!
This is like your old Western
movies, Mr. Colt Hanson.
Gunfight at the O.K. Corral.
Now I get to put my son to rest.
You got your histories muddled, Sokolov.
This is Canada, not Tombstone, Arizona.
And I don't care about your
eye-for-an-eye worldview.
Is my son alive?
He was when I left him,
but not for very much longer.
I will personally rip his heart out
after I'm finished with you.
You sent a lot of shitty people here
to do your dirty work for you.
I'd say that a long prison sentence
would normally be the call here,
but I think the only way to
get balance is to put you down!
I fought in Afghanistan.
I was wounded three times.
Put me down? [laughs]
Does not happen to me.
Well, that's an opinion
that's gonna cost you.
I don't know much, but I know this:
you end today!
[gunshots popping]
You gonna be able to do this, Phil?
Shut up, Ritchie.
The Russians are leaving
tonight, and I'm going with 'em.
You think that's their plan?
You just get a passport to freedom?
I'll take my chances.
Besides, you and I both know,
your father, he'll kill me for sure.
That's where you're dead wrong.
I'm gonna be the one to do that.
[gunshots pop]
[gunshots pop]
Two guys.
Let me get their attention,
you circle around the back.
[gunshots pop]
Miguel.
Miguel.
Pavel, get behind and go find Miguel.
What? I'm shooting.
[speaking Russian]
[Annie groans]
You know, another time, another place,
I would've loved to party with you.
For now I'll settle
for twisting your neck.
Be careful what you wish for.
[Lada choking]
[ominous music]
To many fucking trees.
I think I'm lost.
That's okay, I found you.
Fuck.
[gunshot pops]
Pavel?
Miguel?
[Tomas] No one's coming for the rescue.
This will be your last
official trip to Canada.
I hate this place anyway.
All I need is one clear shot.
[Tomas] You're not getting it.
Fight fair, you piece of shit.
[Tomas] You feeling it?
I can hear you breathing.
[gunshot pops]
Russians.
[Colt grunting]
I'm going to tell you something
that very few people know.
Dimitri is not my only son.
I have another one.
A cruel bastard named Vasily
who lives in a shithole in Kazakhstan.
Dimitri always tried to please me.
But we have a saying in Russia.
"Drinks little, gets drunk easy."
He was always over the top
trying to get my affection.
But his drunkenness made me sick.
Outwardly, for the sake of our
name, I have to avenge him,
but inwardly, I don't give two shits.
Vasily does not want my
love, he wants my power.
How can you not like that?
Now you'll know where
lobsters spend their winter.
Your language, I don't understand.
Your expressions make no sense!
You send over as many sons as you need
and I will stuff as many Atlantic lobsters
up their asses as possible.
[tense music]
Goodbye, Mr. Colt Hanson.
[Miguel speaking Spanish]
[gunshot pops]
I don't know who you are, but thank you.
Miguel Alejandro.
I've been wanting to do
that for a long time.
Alejandro?
I know that name.
That's trouble in the circles I move in.
Si.
I'll make sure this doesn't
happen again, comprende?
You mean us crossing paths?
That's exactly what I mean.
Are you okay to go back
in the house, chico?
Yeah, I'm getting used to this.
Miguel?
Be good.
We don't want to meet again
for the wrong reasons.
[gunshot pops]
[Miguel spits]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
Annie, it's just us.
You guys all right?
[Tomas] Oh, we took care of our end.
Is this how you guys always operate?
[Colt] We're barely roughed up.
What have you been dealing with?
Quite a wild one.
She was just over here.
[ominous music]
No.
No, she was right here, I swear it.
[pensive music]
[Ritchie] Take it easy.
Take her easy, Frank.
All right, you got a few steps.
Ritchie, my boy.
You made it. I knew you would.
Thank you, Frank.
Looks like the took a
piece out of you too.
We did it together.
The other guy won't be
joining us, unfortunately.
Phil?
[Ritchie] Piece of shit deserved it.
Maxim?
What you said.
Piece of shit deserved it.
[Annie] Still one crazy
Russian on the loose.
I'll call it in.
[Colt grunts]
Plus multiple EMS.
[Colt grunting]
[tranquil music]
Man, I tell you.
It's days like today that
help me erase bad memories.
What is the status on Lada Goncharov?
She's officially MIA.
Knowing their connections,
she's out of the country by now.
Just remind me never
to book a fishing trip
on the Caspian Sea.
Yeah, I think we've made
enough enemies overseas.
Let's just enjoy what we have here.
[ominous music]
Vasily!
Vasily.
[speaking Russian]
Colt Hanson.
[hammer clangs]
[upbeat rock music]
[pensive music]