whacked!
Must have been another guy.
Another guy rat out Canelli too?
Canelli's a piece of shit.
I got no love for Canelli, either.
But...
...this time you went over the line.
I'm still here.
What you did was wrong.
He got a drug dealer and
his poison off the streets.
Whose the tree trunk?
This is the guy who saved my ass.
My cousin, Tony Two-toes.
That's Sal.
Little Mike.
Your funeral was absolutely beautiful.
Canelli finds out he's still breathing--
Screw Canelli. We got
bigger problems. Tell him.
There's a major arms deal going down.
A U.S. contractor's selling out
to international terrorists.
Mr. 60 Minutes. Tell me
something I don't know.
It will happen tonight on your docks.
That I didn't know.
Quite a lot of security.
Expecting trouble?
I'm a Boy Scout. Always be prepared.
Why's she here?
Just think of her as
an insurance policy...
...if someone crashes the party.
You're not telling me something.
Just a bump in the carpet.
Nothing for you to worry about.
Relax. You'll be out
of here in 20 minutes.
What about her?
Whatever.
Once you're in international
waters, her policy expires.
Personally...
...l'd shoot her and
throw her overboard.
It would be such a shame.
Don't even think about it.
I think and do what I like.
You will soon learn about this.
Last crate's on its way.
I'll leave you lovebirds alone.
DeGuerin....
This is Kruger. Get me Beller.
Start a trace on this.
I've got proof Cyrez is selling
weapons on the black market.
Daniel Harper's in on it.
Undersecretary of Defense Harper?
Yes. DeGuerin is their facilitator.
He is the mole.
It all goes down tonight.
Come and get me. Baltimore docks.
Pier 57.
Report.
Range is clear.
Not a creature is stirring.
Clear on the south.
Quiet on the east.
Listen up. This is the last load.
Keep your heads up and
your assholes puckered.
If he's out there, I want him.
Sunshine....
I want to talk to you.
This is a restricted area.
You're telling me.
What the hell are you doing here?
Excuse me?
We're from Local 129, sonny.
We heard you was loading a ship without
assistance of bona fide union labor.
Say it ain't so.
Sir, we have a situation.
You certainly do.
Stand by. We're coming to you.
What is it?
I'll explain something to you.
Nothing moves off these docks without
it don't get loaded by the union.
I don't see no union people around here.
Do you?
This is a matter of national security.
Clear this area immediately!
That's a threat?
Absolutely.
What was that?
Gunfire at the warehouse!
Nobody screws with the union.
Perimeter, check in.
Talk to me!
We have a security breach.
Check it out! Get that crane moving!
Movement in the southwest corner.
It's nothing.
There they are.
Commie bastards.
Not Communists. They're a federation
of independent liberated states.
Don't make me hurt you, Mikey.
Keep your eyes on that crane.
Can I hit that guy from here?
You're lucky if you hit the
floor if you fell on it.
Got him.
30 yards.
Fry the bastard.
Jesus Christ.
Fuck me!
I think we got him!
He's toast!
I think we even got the roaches.
Royce, Somes, you're recon.
Bring me back the good news.
E.M. team, cover them.
Roger.
Come on, goddamn it.
Nice shotgun, asshole.
Schiff! Calderon!
They missed.
Johnny?
I'll be right out.
Open fire!
It looks as if your friend has arrived.
I'll enjoy introducing him to you.
I won't have the pleasure.
He's forced me to hasten our departure.
And yours.
Goddamn it!
Now you are pissing me off!
Drop the guns.
Now.
Thanks.
Shut up!
Take it up! Now!
Here. Grab the ladder.
Hold on.
Say good-bye, John.
Good-bye.
John, buddy!
Don't let me go like this.
Help me!
Son-of-a-bitch!
Drop the gun!
Get him out!
Thank you, John.
Ready?
Let's go!
How does it feel to be
indicted for treason?
No comment.
Marshal DeGuerin! What about you?
I'm proud.
Of treason?
Of my patriotism.
Our actions stopped a secret alliance...
...this