purpose?
Looks like a big rat.
Leo, you want ice?
What? In this?
- You gotta be kidding.
- No, for your head.
No. My head's fine.
Look, Liz, you gotta help me here.
Maybe help yourself, too.
You could be a real hero with this thing.
You know how many assistant DAs
work their whole lives,
- they never get an opportunity like this?
- Opportunity for what? Wreck my career?
Get killed, maybe?
What do you need?
I need backup.
But local backup, OK? Nassau County
cops or something. No NYPD.
What else?
You gotta be there.
Me? No, I'm an assistant DA.
I don't do that!
I'm a private investigator.
You think those country cops will do what
I say? No way! No, you gotta be there.
This could be your ticket, Liz.
Somebody's gotta prosecute
these bastards, talk to the press.
Who better?
Do I take that as a yes?
- Keep your nose clean, Neely.
- Yeah, yeah!
Neely! Over here!
Come on!
All right, we're stopped.
Enough of this shit! Where are we going?
Hey, relax. We're here.
- Where?
- Come on.
Let's confess our sins.
Thank God for his son
and for his love and forgiveness.
Place your confidence in Christ,
who died for you on the cross.
For your penance say
five Our Fathers and five Hail Marys.
Welcome to this
sacrament of forgiveness.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
It has been one week
since my last confession.
Continue, my son.
I felt anger, Father,
towards an old man
who had been my friend.
It was unworthy.
I also lied
three times in the past week.
Yeah...
I had a couple of... impure thoughts.
And I feel very...
- regretful.
- Anything else,
my son?
No, Father. That's it.
Sorry, Father. I was deep in thought.
Yeah?
- It's Rollie. Is Leo there?
- Yeah.
- It's Rollie.
- Yeah?
- I'm all set, mate.
- All right. Good. We're on the way.
- We're expected.
- Who says?
Samson.
Jesus! I don't think we asked for enough.
Hey.
Watch what you say in here.
Go.
Go!
I hope Rollie's ready.
He should be. He's been
settin' it up for a coupla days.
This is good, right here.
Cue ball, corner pocket.
I warned ya!
Can you see Rollie?
No. But he's got the dogs penned up.
The gardener hasn't noticed anything.
- I didn't see any backup.
- You're not supposed to.
Do me a favour. Get on the horn,
make sure they're in position.
Nassau One, this is LK.
We're all set. Over.
All right. Did you bring
any protection with you?
- I mean, a... a gun.
- No!
You said there'd be plenty of artillery.
There's no such thing
as too much artillery in New York.
- Did you ever use an automatic?
- No.
OK, this is the way
you cock the sucker. So to speak!
- All right.
- All right? There's your safety. On. Off.
- OK.
- OK? Hold onto it.
Leo? It's Rollie.
Yeah, go ahead, Rollie.
Looking good.
OK, buddy, just wait for my signal.
Leo? Please be careful.
You too.
Wha...?
Gotcha!
Hi, guys.
Everybody just relax.
- OK?
- McCarthy!
- You know this man?
- Yeah.
NYPD. Retired. He's a private dick now.
This is the guy that was
snooping around at the prison.
Listen, fellas, we'll all get acquainted
in a minute. Just stand easy.
- I knew it was too good to be true.
- Liz? It's Leo. Send in the cavalry.
Liz, come back.
OK, Leo, I've cocked the sucker.
Take his gun.
- You're a great disappointment to me.
- Just move, Leo.
- You were expecting this, Silak?
- Shut up!
I suppose this means that
the backup's not coming too, huh?
- You said there were two.
- Tyler's out there somewhere.
- Tyler? Who the hell is he?
- What the hell is going on?!
- Call him, Leo.
- Kiss my ass, sweetheart.
Never point a gun
unless you intend to use it.
This right with the safety? Little red dot?
Be careful with those things, all right?
It's an automatic. OK?
Rollie, this is Leo.
It's Lions 8 - Christians 0 in here.
Somebody's pointing a gun
at my head even as we speak.
I think it's time to pack it up.
Rollie?
I guess he's outta range.
Wait. Who the hell
are these guys,