You'll put her in danger.
You'll both end up dead.
DeGuerin has been bought.
My witness knows too much.
Federal agents say you are the shooter.
I'll call you back.
When?
When I have proof.
It's gone too far.
We're on our own.
What can we do?
We can't stay on the run for long.
We need some hard evidence.
You kept a copy?
I was supposed to give it to a friend
of mine, a reporter.
- She asked me...
- Claire Isaacs?
How did you know?
She's dead.
They killed her.
How could they have known?
- I didn't tell anyone.
- I know. It's not your fault.
They probably tapped her phone.
There are many ways...
Everything's going to be all right.
I was just trying to cover myself.
I didn't know who I could trust.
Now, I'll get us both killed.
No.
This may be all that keeps us alive.
I don't even know what's on that.
We'll find out.
It's completely hacker-proof.
There's no way to run it outside Cyrez.
Then we'll run it from the inside.
It's like a fortress. We can't go back there.
They'd expect that.
I'd hate to disappoint them.
The streets are clear. The police have
returned to the safety of their donut shops.
This is Father Rodriguez.
Pleasure.
I was not always Father Rodriguez.
I was born again, with a little help
from our friend.
His Colombian associates wanted
to introduce him to God personally.
I've been given a second chance at life.
This time, I'm using it for God's work.
Anything else I can do?
We need a car. Just for a day or two.
Done.
It burns as much oil as gas, but it's yours.
You sure about this?
There's no one else I can trust.
"It's raining men,
Hallelujah, it's raining men"
Hello, Johnny.
You!
I need to talk to you right away.
I've got one question.
Was it your idea to hook me up
with the Village People here?
You're safe?
From the Mob, yeah.
No self-respecting wiseguy
would be caught dead in a joint like this.
Do me just one favor.
Don't let on that I'm straight.
I don't want to break any hearts.
Trust me.
You said if I ever need anything,
I could come to you.
I need your help.
Wait. You need my help?
Now.
You got it.
Cover me for a few seconds.
I got to help a friend.
Who's he? He looks rough!
Don't start.
Do you two need a moment alone?
We're fine, thanks.
Just an idea.
Kevin just... worries about me.
Don't ask.
You want me to help you break into Cyrez?
Yeah.
You shitting me?
I thought I'd help you move a sofa
or something.
Pull over up ahead.
I'll help you out.
All we'll need is some tanks,
a few rocket launchers...
...and a set of balls
like the King of Bayonne.
All you need are these.
I'll meet you at his place.
Do I look like I've got gas?
Gentlemen.
What's going on?
It will be contained in 24 hours.
Not good enough.
We have problems. They're solvable.
We must cancel the shipment.
Not an option.
What do we do with ten tons of assault
weaponry that's not supposed to exist?
I am the eyes and ears of your world.
There's too much heat.
You don't get it.
The money has changed hands.
These are not the kind of people
you cancel on.
Get those guns out of the country tonight
or you're dead.
Now...
...how will you contain the situation?
Kruger has to show up at Cyrez.
I'll be waiting.
Why would he risk it?
The disk is the only thing
that'll clear him and the woman.
This better work.
The disk. The girl. The guns.
By dawn, they don't exist. Clear?
Yeah.
Crystal.
The House Armed Services Committee
announced that in two weeks...
...it will begin official hearings
into the Cyrez scandal.
It's crawling with reporters.
We've got to keep a lid on this mess.
By tomorrow you'll be chuckling
about this in your kiss-ass country club.
Who's running this camera?
I am.
This is James Haggerty, head of security.
Good.
We'll keep everything nice and low-profile.
Ever do any wetwork?
On three different continents.
To impress me, Slick, do your fucking job.
How many people do you have?
Twelve experienced