building
that we have under AV
surveillance close by.
I know this off-site
location is not the best.
But we've got very
little time to set up.
- Do you guys know
anything about this?
Staff Sergeant Sullivan's team...
will id the bad guys and
listen in on the phones.
Our unit will not take action -
I repeat - not take action until
a man that Captain Queenen
has inside their operation
verifies the transaction
Are we clear?
Anybody? Any questions? No?
This is who we're after.
We've been after this
cocksucker for a long time.
And tonight we are going to get him.
Let's go to work.
You guys find out what we're
doing and get on it.
Hey.
Sorry to get you at the
last minute, but things leaked.
This lead came from
Capt. Q. 's undercover guy
I'm gonna have a smoke.
You want a smoke?
You don't smoke, do you? Right. What
are you? One of those fitness freaks?
Go fuck yourself.
- Hi, Dad.
- Yes?
Something big came up at work,
and I'm not gonna be home for supper.
Too bad
your mother worked all god damn day.
We'll just have to sit down
without you and your friends.
oh no, my friends are still coming.
So we'll just... I'll just
see you for lunch instead tomorrow.
Your mother will be proud.
All right. Thanks Pa. Bye.
The readiness is all.
You know the players.
Call the game.
- Thank you.
- Are you ready?
Is your highness gonna
drop me off at confession
before work or fuck me or what?
What have you got to confess
to that anointed pederast?
The confessional seal,
these days... I'm not so sure.
Piece of cake, he'll operate the
cameras, you id the guys and log them
Well, all cell phone signals
are under surveillance
through the curtessy of
our federal friends over there.
Patriot act! Patriot act! I love
it, I love it, I love it.
No phones
Sent
All right, here we go.
There is Costello,
Mr. French, there's Fitzy.
Delahunt. And the
new guy, Billy Costigan.
No phones.
Time is 10.46.
All right, turn off
your cell phones.
Fitzy's got the chicken.
Check your weapons.
- We have a blind spot.
- Why do we have a blind spot?
We had two hours notice.
Two hours, what the fuck
do you think this is, Nasa?
Never crossed my mind.
Have you got a camera in the back?
- What back?
- How are you goin', Robert?
- Good, Mr Costello.
I wanna tell you, these two,
these gents have machine guns.
He's from the Chinese government,
I mean he's just scared shitless.
Government man. Scared.
I'm concerned about a Chinaman
who thinks it's wise...
to come to a business transaction
with automatic weapons.
For his own good, tell
Bruce Lee and the Karate Kids
none of us are carrying
automatic weapons
because here, in this country
it don't add inches to your dick...
...you get a sentence for it.
...and maybe if we had some of
that Homeland Security money,
like some other fucking
douchebags I could mention...
- Any calls?
- They turned off their cell phones.
Search randomly for calls
made from the area.
- 807 phones are live in this area.
- Then narrow the area.
What you see there for service
is what you're gonna get?
Why the fuck did they
turn their phones off?
- Wait, there's still one phone up.
- Where?
The buyers are there.
If we had direct contact with your
guys, it would have its advantages.
Not to my guy.
This is unbelievable. Who put
the fuckin' cameras in this place?
- Oh, who the fuck are you?
- I'm the guy who does his job.
You must be the other guy.
If these Chinks wanna nuke
Taiwan, anytime in this century
they better shape up, and show
me one million dollars.
What we generally
do in this country,
is one guy brings the items
and the other guy pays him.
" No tickee, no laundry. "
Go ahead, Fitz.
Cars are moving. Did you
see anybody come out?
Please tell me those
cars aren't empty.
I mean Jesus fucking Christ,
please tell me that those
chinamen's cars aren't empty.
They didn't figure we had a Navy.
Did you put a camera in the back?