you.
In the old days. Weather's changed.
Now every asshole in
Congress is down our backs.
I'm telling you to walk softly.
That's why Beller called me in?
Because of the morgue?
No, no, no.
He doesn't know anything about that.
I don't think he has to.
Shadow Ops still has some privileges.
You're right.
John...
...good work.
I had a good teacher.
Bullshit.
You had the best.
14,640 some-odd people
under WITSEC protection...
...and not one with a profile like this.
That bad?
That good. This young
lady, Miss Cullen...
...is a real live, bona fide...
...honest person.
Then why does she need us?
She's a senior executive
at Cyrez Corporation.
They're major defense contractors.
Top-secret weapons research.
Looks like someone inside
Cyrez is selling out Uncle Sam.
Feds need her to prove their case.
She's the key witness in the
hottest scandal since lran-Contra.
-When does this go down?
-Tomorrow.
The sting's in place.
When it's over, she's all yours.
Sealed file on relocate.
Your eyes only.
As usual, only you and I will be privy
to the exact location of your witness.
But, John...
...there are some serious
players in Washington...
...who could be badly burned.
So could she.
Welcome to Cyrez Corporation.
Morning, Dave.
She's in.
Anything yet?
Not yet.
That's right, lady. We're right here.
We're on.
Hear me?
We hear you.
I look okay?
Tell her she looks great.
Not bad, Miss Cullen.
Not bad for an amateur.
We're right with you.
Yeah.
Then let's do it.
-Good morning, Miss Cullen.
-Good morning.
Station C?
Yes.
And how long today?
10 minutes.
Okay.
You're doing just fine, Lee.
Hope we bought the right combination.
Bingo!
Shit!
It's okay. We lose
transmission in the vault.
What now?
Now we wait.
She's only got 5 minutes
till the shift change.
What's taking so long?
Sweetheart, you've got 2 minutes left.
Shouldn't have used her.
Shit! She's out of time.
Welcome back, Lee. We're with you.
Miss Cullen...
...Mr. Donahue would like to see you.
In a minute.
He said right now.
-What's going on?
-They made us.
Check the directory.
Where's Donahue's office?
25th floor.
I know.
25th floor.
Get ready to roll. It could go south.
What is it, William?
Someone I trusted for 5 years.
Someone I told others could be trusted.
I was pulling--
Don't!
We're way beyond bullshit here.
Who do you work for?
Shit, we're dead.
I should ask you that question.
I thought it was for the U.S.
government.
Come on, Lee.
What do you think we do here?
This isn't the Red Cross.
We make weapons.
Things that kill people.
If the government won't pay the cost...
...it's my job to find someone who will.
Treason is part of the
corporate strategy?
I asked who you were working for.
You didn't tell me.
My God.
Holy shit.
Christ.
Get her out of there.
What is this?
A camera?
For the FBl, William.
They heard everything you just said.
They're watching us now.
And you think that makes you safe?
You...
...have no fucking idea!
How could you do this to me?
I hope you understand, Lee.
You leave me no choice.
Wait a minute! Stop her!
Stop! Hey!
Go, go, go!
Hard evidence.
It's all yours, gentlemen.
We've handled these situations before.
You haven't answered my question.
We told you there'd be risks.
You told me I'd have complete
protection the entire time.
It didn't go as smoothly
as we anticipated.
That's an understatement.
Remember, Miss Cullen, you came to us.
I came to you with a clerical error.
You asked for my help.
And we got it.
If Cyrez sells weapons' technology,
that's high treason.
This disk and your testimony will put
all the co-conspirators behind bars.
You've done a great
service for your country.
It's time to think about your safety.
This is U.S. Marshal John Kruger,
Witness Protection Program.
He'll handle your personal security.
My protection?
Your new identity, relocation.
I'll take you through it step-by-step.
What are