Martial Outlaw (1993) - full transcript
A DEA agent and his brother, a Los Angeles cop, battle the Russian mafia.
(Multicom Jingle)
(dramatic music)
(horns blaring)
(speaking foreign language)
- Can I get you anything else?
(rustling)
- Our down payment as
Mr. Rodchenko requested.
- He's on the move.
He's got the money.
- [Man] Bingo.
- Going down just like you said.
Give me 10.
- What do you D.C. guys get your info
straight from the White House?
(crinkling)
- I'll take him when he gets to his car.
You watch the deli.
And make sure the other
Russians can't make us.
- You got it.
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] What you got spanky?
- It doesn't concern you.
- Oh yeah?
Give me the fucking case.
- Hey.
- [Man] Who the fuck are you?
- A concerned citizen.
- You better be concerned
'cause I'm gonna friggin' kill you.
- You're gonna try.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Who are you?
- Agent White, Drug Enforcement Agency.
- I work hard as grocer to
make something in your country
and then my cousin Nicolai
he arrives in the US
and he tell me if I no
work for him then I die.
This is what he do to me, he cut my finger
to make me believe him that he kill me.
- I understand.
I'm offering you a way out Andre.
Clean, you get to pay back Rodchenko
and be free of him forever.
We'll put you in the
Witness Protection Program,
give you a new identity,
nice place to live.
We'll even get you started
in your own grocery business.
What'd you say?
- If he find out, he kill me.
- I won't let that happen.
- Okay, okay what you want me to do?
- There's a 20 million
dollar deal going down soon
and Rodchenko's gonna be there.
- How you know about this?
- We're pros Andre.
- Unfortunately what
we don't know is where
and when this deal's taking place.
You tell us that and you'll
be free of Rodchenko forever.
- Nico has not told me yet but I know
that it's going to be in
a few days in Los Angeles.
- Keep 'em.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks)
Book us on a flight to L.A.
first thing tomorrow morning.
And call the Metro Police
and let them know that
we're gonna do a briefing
at the DEA headquarters.
- You got a brother down there don't you?
- Yeah.
(dramatic music)
- [Radio] Unit 39, 211 in progress,
hostage involved respond code three,
to 646 West Spring street.
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] Trans four, I'm on it.
(alarm blaring)
(siren blaring)
What's going on?
- I got three armed perps in there
holding the owner of the antique store.
- Alright, I'm going in.
- Jack, try to stay with the
tactical procedure alright?
- Don't worry commander,
I'll make sure we don't
need any body bags.
You in the store, I'm coming in.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
Unarmed, just wanna talk.
No tricks.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
- [Man] This sucker's coming in.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
(door creaks)
(chimes dinging)
(suspenseful music)
- You in charge?
- What the fuck's it to you?
- Cut your losses.
You'll be back out in the
street in a couple of months.
Just lay down your guns.
- Our guns?
Whatever you say officer.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(gun firing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashes)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(alarm blaring)
(speaking foreign language)
- Yeah the alarm, can we turn it off?
- Yes sir, yes sir.
(alarm blaring)
(electronic beeping)
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
- I saw it on the news.
Are you okay?
- What, you were worried about me?
- You know I hate it when
you take risks like that.
- Kiss me.
- [Man] Jack?
- Kevin called, he's coming in tonight.
- Really?
Special agent big shot's gonna bless us
with his presence huh?
- I asked him to stay with us.
- Oh, you still have the hots
for my little brother huh?
- Jack.
Stay home tonight.
- I can't, I'm working
a second shift tonight.
- [Man] Jack.
- Shh.
What's up?
- You trying to make lieutenant?
- It pays more right pop?
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- Special agent White am I right?
Grunsky, nice to meet ya.
- Nice to meet you.
- Lieutenant Evans Metro
Narcotics, special agent White
from our Washington office.
(dramatic music)
- Nicolai Rodchenko,
Belgrade Russia, former KGB,
surfaced in L.A. about 24 months
ago with legal work visas.
He owns an import export business
right here in Los Angeles.
- I know this guy.
We took a look at him last year on a tip.
His business is clean.
- That's right, his
import business is clean
but his real business is
running drugs, lots of them.
And he's only gonna get bigger
and more powerful unless we stop him.
- Rodchenko's creating
a new Russian mafia.
- And he's hiring ex-KGB to buy
and distribute all over the west coast.
- KGB?
- That's right.
Because of Glasnos they're
running around like loose cannons
looking for scores.
- So what's your plan agent White?
- Catch Rodchenko in the act.
He's got a major buy going
down with his new recruits.
These guys are pros, real pros.
I got an informant working inside.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
(thuds)
(door bangs)
(suspenseful music)
(speaking foreign language)
(knocking)
(phone beeps)
- You don't look well cousin.
- Allergies.
- And your trip?
- Our friends were very
happy to make down payment.
(clicking)
(paper rustling)
I was wondering if um, the
shipment has reached the US?
- Very soon.
Why do you ask?
- No, no reason but we only
have few days and well...
- Why don't you have to
get some rest cousin?
You look like shit.
- Yes, yes Nico, I, I, I will do that.
Thank you.
(snips)
(suspenseful music)
(door thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(knocking)
- Kevin.
- Hey.
- Come in.
Oh.
- It's your favorite color isn't it?
- It's beautiful.
- Try it on.
- Oh it's really lovely Kevin, thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Come on your dad's staying too.
- Everything alright?
You sounded funny on the phone.
Anything wrong with dad?
- No, no, no your dad's fine.
- Mm.
Jack?
It's Jack isn't it?
- I don't know Kevin.
He's not the same anymore,
he doesn't talk to me.
- Maybe it's the job,
it can do that to you.
- No, no it's not the job,
he's married to the job not me.
Overtime, double shifts,
we never see each other.
No he's strange it's...
- I'll talk to him.
- No, Kevin no, no that'll,
that'll only make it worse.
Come on, let's go see your dad.
Guess who's here.
- Hello dad.
- Kevin, oh God.
The DEA people keeping you busy?
- Yeah.
- Here.
Your brother's making
quite a name for himself.
- First through the door,
just like you taught us.
- Jack's a very busy boy.
- How you doing dad?
- Well, me and my arthritis
we're on a first name basis
with old Mr. Darby.
Want a shot?
- Okay.
- Here we go.
- Looks good honey.
- So, what's the DEA paying these days?
- Not enough.
- That's a pretty nice suit Kev.
- Yeah he's a regular
big shot now right Kev?
Got the master's degree,
the whole nine yards.
- Well you coulda gone to college Jack.
(chuckles)
- Yeah, only thing I was
missing were the grades.
Besides one of us had to get outta town.
You had a DEA scholarship,
I got to take care of pop.
- So what case brings you to L.A. Kev?
- Russian gangsters.
- The Russian's over here?
- Yeah ex-KGB running drugs.
- No shit, in my backyard.
- That's right in your backyard Jack.
Yeah, there's a major buy
going down in a few days
except I'm gonna crash their little party.
- How much we talking about?
- 20 mil.
- Whoa.
Well it looks like I'm on
the wrong side of the law.
You need some help with these Russians
you let me know alright?
- I think I have everything
under control, thanks.
- I think you'd be better
off letting Jack help.
I mean he has an eye for
these things, don't you Jack?
- Why don't you have another drink pop?
- No I think I'll turn in instead.
- Hey, let me give you a hand with--
- Hell no, thanks.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Here let me grab that bag for ya.
- Dad's putting away the booze like,
like he owns stock in the company.
(whacks)
How long has he been like that?
- About a year.
You know, why don't you
come around more often?
- What's that supposed to mean?
(chuckles)
- Don't take it personal little brother.
Hey I've been working
on a couple of moves.
Feel like sparring?
- I'm a little tired.
How about tomorrow?
- Come on, it'll be like old times.
I'll go easy on ya.
(chuckles)
(whacking)
(dramatic music)
Still quick huh?
- Quicker.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- That's one of the new
moves I've been working on.
- That's good, I like that one.
- [Jack] You like that one?
- I got one for you too.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- That's good.
- It's not bad huh?
- Here help me up will ya?
(whacks)
(dramatic music)
You shouldn't drop your
guard little brother.
You can get in trouble that way.
(chuckles)
- What's your problem Jack?
- Fuck you Kevin.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Now we're even.
- We're not ever gonna be even.
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
(dramatic music)
- Andre we are running out of time.
I need to know exactly when
and where the buy is taking place.
- Yes, yes I'm meeting with Nico tonight.
But if Nico find out what I do
then he kill me for sure.
- Nothing will happen to you okay?
Look you're not wearing a wire,
I've kept surveillance off Nico,
unless you open your
mouth there's no reason
for him to suspect you.
Okay?
I give you my word Andre.
- Thank you.
(camera clicking)
(engine rumbles)
(camera clicking)
(dramatic music)
(phones ringing)
(clicking)
(whirring)
- [Jack] So this is who
the snitch works for.
(engine rumbles)
(suspenseful music)
(whacks)
(suspenseful music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(door creaks)
(suspenseful music)
(door bangs)
(suspenseful music)
- Who the hell are you?
- We're gonna be partners Nico.
- Sergei.
- White, sargent, Metro division.
- Hmm, well you've made a big
mistake coming here sargent.
- No, you've made the
mistake, trusting this guy.
You see, because of him
the police know all
about your little deal.
Why do you think I'm here?
- Who's this man?
Looks like a cop.
- He's a buyer.
- A buyer?
- [Andre] Yes.
- You've made business
deals on your own now?
- No Nico of course not,
you don't understand.
(chuckles)
- The photos were taken this morning.
The other man in the picture's
a Drug Enforcement Agent,
your boy is working for him.
- That is a lie, he is a liar!
- Shut!
You sell me to the cop?
(gun firing)
(thuds)
- He was getting away.
Now, without my help,
your little business deal
is gonna get you busted.
- And what is it exactly
that you want sargent White?
- Oh a small percentage.
An even one million dollars.
(chuckles)
- One million.
- Keep the police off your back.
Which won't be easy once they find out
their informants missing.
- And what if I choose to expose you?
(chuckles)
- Well, then it's gonna
be your word against mine.
And mine carries a little more weight
with the police department.
So, do we have a deal?
- You've got balls sargent, I like that.
So we have a deal.
- Good.
I'll be in touch.
(pats)
Good work.
(door thuds)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- Come on Andre.
(electronic beeping)
- Hey, hey!
Key mother fucker, I'm taking the car.
Give me the keys.
Give me the keys.
- A big guy like you doesn't need a gun.
- I'll break your ass in half.
Give me the fucking keys.
- You'll try.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(pipe clatters)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
L.A., it hasn't changed.
- [Radio] Come in agent White do you copy?
(door bangs)
- Hal what's up?
- [Hal] We've got a serious problem.
Better come down to the coroner's.
- On my way.
(horn blowing)
(phone ringing)
- [Man] US Customs,
officer Sirkin speaking.
- [Nicolai] I'm calling
to check on the shipment.
- [Sirkin] Yes Mr. Rodchenko
you're goods have arrived
and I will personally make
sure they clear customs.
- Oh thank you my friend.
- [Sirkin] They will arrive
in Los Angeles by truck
as your requested.
- A token of our
appreciation is on it's way.
- [Sirkin] Thank you Mr. Rodchenko.
- The frigging Ventura Freeway.
(zipping)
(dramatic chord)
(bangs)
(cries out)
- I gave him my word.
- Don't blame yourself.
- How did Rodchenko find out huh?
What the hell happened?
(guns clicking)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(clinking)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(whirring)
(crinkling)
(speaking foreign language) Rodchenko.
(crackling)
- We have bad news.
The police department's in on it now.
Joint task force.
- What?
- Andre's homicide
happened in their backyard,
section 139A says we can't
move on Rodchenko without them.
- What next?
- Lieutenant Evans is expecting us.
(knocks)
- I know why you're here
Jack the answer's no.
This is a joint task operation
and team work isn't
exactly your specialty.
- I want in on it.
- I'm well aware of who
your brother is sargent,
but this isn't your area.
- Come on lieutenant.
You need good people on this.
Now I'm asking you as one
professional to another.
- Alright Jack but I don't
want any cowboy stuff on this
you hear me?
- You got it.
- So what are you working
on a double region one?
- Why don't you ask him?
What are you doing here?
- He's part of the team.
You don't have a problem
with that do you agent White?
Good, then let's continue.
We're gonna put Rodchenko
under 24 hours surveillance.
- We don't wanna scare him off.
- That's the first think
Rodchenko'd be expecting
after what's conspired.
- Do we have any idea how
the drugs are coming in?
- Not yet but Rodchenko can't
afford to sit on 'em either.
- Alright here's how this'll work.
I'll run the operation from here,
special agent White you'll be
first in charge in the field.
You two can work together
since you get along so well.
- I prefer to work with my own team.
- Whether you like it or not agent White,
Andre Asinoff's homicide
placed us first in charge.
So you can either get with the program
or you can pack your bags
and head back to D.C.
(snaps)
(clatters)
- This was my case Jack.
You want another medal
use somebody else not me.
- What the hell's the problem
with us partnering up?
Look you wanna lead Kevin, I'll follow.
- Don't fuck with me on
this Jack, understand?
- Yeah, so where are we going?
- A funeral.
- A funeral, why?
- Andre had a sister.
- Hey I gotta change my clothes.
I'll meet you downstairs in a minute.
(clicking)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- Yeah it's me.
Look you're gonna be
watched around the clock.
Wire taps'll be set up within the hour.
- Right.
- We're checking Andre's sister.
- She will not talk.
- Just watch your ass Nico.
- [Nicolai] But I have
you to do that for me.
(bangs)
- Make the circle now!
(smacks)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Sergei, it's time to go.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(bells ringing)
(dramatic music)
(crying)
Mia Otana?
- Are you friend of my brother?
(crying)
- I'm very sorry to bother you.
Can we step outside, I need
to ask you some questions.
(door thudding)
(crying)
- Go away from me.
I've told you I know nothing.
(crying)
- Who are you?
Why are you bothering my family?
- Who am I?
I'm the guy that's gonna nail your ass.
- I think not.
- Think again.
- Let's get outta here.
- Listen to your friend
and leave this place.
- Let's go, now.
Come on.
- Get your hands off me Jack!
- Oh, well, what're you
gonna do in there Kevin huh?
Kill the guy?
Blow the whole deal?
That'd be real good,
that's smart thinking.
Let's move along that track.
(suspenseful music)
(crying)
- Let me drive you home.
- No, please, no.
- Come on.
(crying)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
- [Jack] This is a wasted trip Kevin.
Andre's sister is not gonna talk.
Rodchenko's got her spooked.
- Maybe.
You know I've been thinking,
maybe we could get dad to join AA.
- Pop admit he's got a drinking problem?
Forget about it.
Besides Lori and I've already tried.
- It seems to be getting worse.
- Now don't you think I know that?
- Well maybe there's
something we can do about it.
- You know big, bright
college boy comes into town
and got the answers for
everybody's problems right Kevin?
- Oh Jack come on, give me a break.
You know the same blood
runs through your veins
that runs through mine.
- Okay fine.
Why don't you let pop come live with you?
(doors banging)
Anything else you wanna
get off your chest?
- Yeah Lori's real concerned about you.
- Yeah well that's between Lori
and me and not you alright?
- Listen all I'm saying is Jack,
don't let your career take
precedent over your family
that's all.
- Jesus, can we go inside?
(horn honks)
Thank you.
(dramatic music)
- Let's go.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, we are closed.
(dramatic music)
(bangs)
- Are all the customers gone?
- Da.
- Good, I got something to take care of.
- Stay away from me.
- Rodchenko did this?
Mia I wanna help you.
- The way you helped my brother?
- Do you remember me?
(snaps)
Cockroach.
- Oh shit.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Wait here?
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- You want a piece of me?
Hit me.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(sword clangs)
(whacking)
(crying out)
Hey, asshole.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(thuds)
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, great place.
- Yeah we'll have to come
back and try the food.
Let's go get the girl.
- Told you she wasn't gonna talk.
(electronic beeping)
- San Francisco, Seattle
and Port One confirmed
for the 15th.
(laughing)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah?
- [Jack] Now would be a good
time for you to disappear.
Things are gonna be you know.
- Why?
Because of your brother?
I did some checking.
- Yeah so?
- [Nicolai] Does he
want money from me also?
- No.
- Well, take down this address.
- Uh huh.
Go ahead.
- 9832 Highland avenue.
- Yeah.
Yeah I got it.
(phone beeps)
Asshole.
- I'm not convinced sargent
White can handle his brother.
(suspenseful music)
- [Sergei] What about
those men following us?
- Relax Sergei, first we take Marina home.
- But they will know where I live.
- Exactly.
And when they come
sniffing around like dogs
I bet I know who will be in charge.
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
(dramatic music)
- [Hal] And he dropped off
the woman, 1946 Alder Park.
- What's your position?
- [Hal] Headed east on
Olympic near ah, Century City.
- Alright stay on him.
(dramatic music)
- [Hal] What the hell's he doing here?
- The little prick's
getting his car washed.
- It looked clean to me.
(dramatic music)
Pull ahead, we'll tail
'em when they get out.
- You got it.
(dramatic music)
- Check this.
- Shit.
(dramatic music)
Hey they vanished.
The friggin' Rolls is
still here and everything.
(bangs)
- Great.
Now we gotta find the son of a bitch.
- Why don't we talk to the
woman that was with Rodchenko?
- That's a good idea.
Get on it, both of ya.
- No I can't, it's my anniversary.
I'm taking my wife out to dinner.
- What?
- It's better I go alone anyway.
We go in like an army and
the woman'll never talk.
- Alright.
(dramatic music)
- [Sergei] I'll bet those cops
are still at the car wash.
- [Nicolai] Oh what a shame
because now we won't surface
until our after our business is done.
(dramatic music)
So this is the theater that is going
to front our activities at.
No one will suspect a thing.
(dramatic music)
Get used to it Sergei, it
will be our home until Friday.
(dramatic music)
(knocking)
- [Kevin] Miss Jesnocoff?
- Yes.
- I'm from the Drug Enforcement Agency,
I'd like to ask you some questions.
- Well I don't do drugs officer.
- What's your relationship
with Nicolai Rodchenko?
- That's my business.
- Well if you prefer to come down town
and talk about it I can accommodate you.
- Come in.
Give me a moment to get dressed okay?
- Marina he is there?
Excellent, you know what to do.
Just make sure he follows you.
- Yes Nicolai.
(phone beeps)
- Sergei, it is time
to let agent White know
what a Russian circle feels like.
Hurt him.
Hurt him bad.
- I know Mr. Rodchenko for
approximately five years.
Is he in some sort of trouble?
- Would you know where I can reach him?
- I use a telephone.
Nicolai travels a lot, when
he's in town I see him.
Now if there is nothing
else I really must go.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- What time is our reservation?
- Eight o'clock honey.
Let's hurry up, we don't wanna be late.
- Okay, alright.
- Okay, okay.
Um I was ah, (chuckles)
I was gonna wait til later
but ah, what the hell.
Happy anniversary.
Go on, open it.
(snaps)
- Jack, it's exquisite.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
It's beautiful.
It's also very expensive Jack.
- Well why do you think I've
been working so much overtime?
- But honey.
- Hey.
Look, I am not gonna save
every penny for a rainy day
and end up like my old man.
I want things to be different for us.
(dramatic music)
Let's hurry up honey,
we don't wanna be late.
- Okay.
- Whoa, that's a nice dress.
- Do you like it?
- Yeah, the scarfs a nice touch.
- Yeah Kevin gave it to me.
- Kevin gave it to you?
Take it off.
- What?
- I said take it off.
- Don't be ridiculous Jack.
- It makes you look cheap.
- You just said you liked it.
- Well just take it off.
- Maybe you should go alone.
- Yeah, fine.
Why don't you and Kevin go out
and celebrate our anniversary?
I'll go out and find a cheap
hooker wearing the same scarf.
(smacking)
(crying out)
Don't you ever slap me
again do you understand?
- Jack!
- Do you understand me?
- Jack!
Get away from me!
- Jack!
What the hell's going on in here?
- Lori, Lori I'm sorry.
- Don't you ever touch me again.
Get away from me.
- I'm sorry.
(crying)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- I'm at the Russian athletic club.
1232 South Grandie.
- [Evans] I copy.
I don't want to take any
chances here agent White.
- 10 four.
- [Evans] So wait for back up.
White do you copy?
White!
(dramatic music)
(phone ringings)
- Yeah it's Jack.
- [Evans] It's Evans.
Your brother tailed Rodchenko's girlfriend
to the Russian athletic
club, 1232 South Grandie.
I don't like the way
he's handling this Jack.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm on it.
(phone clatters)
Jesus.
(suspenseful music)
(door thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(clicks)
(dramatic chord)
(dramatic music)
(door thuds)
(dramatic music)
- Do you like Russian games comrade?
This is the Russian circle.
If you fight each one
of my men one at a time
and if somehow you get
out of there in one piece
then I may let you leave.
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
Next.
(whacking)
(crying out)
You, get in there.
(whacking)
(crying out)
Get him, now!
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(whooshing)
(crying out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(staves clattering)
(crying out)
Move!
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Is that all you got?
- Is that all you got?
Now, get in there!
(crying out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(chain clattering)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(engine rumbles)
Get him!
All of you now!
(clanks)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Kevin behind you!
(whacking)
(crying out)
(dramatic music)
- Thanks.
- You alright?
- Yeah.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- Lori?
(taps)
Lori.
Where's Jack?
- I don't know.
- Lori?
What happened?
Did Jack do that?
- I can't continue like this Kevin.
- What's this?
- My anniversary present.
Guess I'll have to return it.
- Jack couldn't afford this.
- [Lori] I told you Kevin
all he does is work overtime.
- That's a lot of overtime.
(dramatic music)
- What are you saying?
- I don't know but everything
Jack makes in one year
is right here.
(dramatic music)
(scoffs)
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Where did you get this?
- Is it yours?
- My best piece, stolen!
(door chimes ringing)
- I can't believe Jack went back
and robbed that place.
(dramatic music)
I just can't.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- You set up my brother.
Now that was not part of our deal.
- Calm down sargent.
- Don't fuck with me you commie bastard.
- Do you feel better now sargent?
- You stay away from my family.
I will handle my brother.
Is that clear?
- Perfectly clear.
Can we discuss our plan now?
- That's why you're drinking isn't it dad?
You can't deal with the
fact that he's dirty.
You knew he was in trouble didn't you?
- We don't have to ruin his career.
He can quit, he can leave gracefully.
(smashes)
- Bullshit dad!
What if it goes deeper than this?
What if this is only
the tip of the iceberg?
- Kevin he's your brother.
- I don't know who my brother is anymore.
(dramatic music)
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
What is it?
- It's an off shore account.
9832 Highland.
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thudding)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(dramatic music)
- Sergei stop!
Don't be foolish.
He's a perfect insurance policy.
You two watch him.
It's time for us to leave.
(bangs)
- Damn it.
Where is White?
Where the hell are both Whites?
- Enough,
get off me.
- Shut up, I said sit down.
(crying out)
(thuds)
You got something to tell us don't you?
(crying out)
(smacks)
- Easy Jack.
- You want Rodchenko or not?
And she knows where he is
and where the deal's going down.
Don't ya bitch?
- Back off Jack.
- Where or I will break your fucking arm.
Where?
(cries out)
- Shipping docks.
(crying out)
- Where?
- San Pedro, harbor Pierce.
- Alright, we're rolling, let's go.
You stay on her until the sting is over.
Jesus Christ what the
hell happened to you.
- [Jack] She had a knife.
- You need a doctor.
- You can forget it lieutenant
I am not missing this bust.
- Get that stitched and
meet us at the docks.
(dramatic music)
- [Jack] A little makeup,
the right actress,
they'll buy anything.
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- Got one for me?
(chuckles)
I'll pay you 20 for a smoke.
- Nyet.
- Right pocket, just don't take the 100.
(chuckling)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
Where's your boss?
Huh?
Where's Rodchenko?
- Power, Sun Valley power station.
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- They are here.
Move into position.
(engine rumbles)
(suspenseful music)
(tires squealing)
(engines rumbling)
All is well sargent?
- Oh about right now the
taskforce should be invading
the Queen Mary.
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] We just made
a pass down pier seven
there's nothing here.
- So Hal, where's special agent White?
- Where's Rodchenko?
- [Officer] This is unit six,
there's nothing here either.
This looks like a dead end.
(chattering)
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] This is unit eight
and it's all clear on
this end of the wharf.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- The trip was good?
- Yes Mr. Rodchenko.
- Well welcome our friend from Seattle.
Portland.
(zips)
(dramatic music)
Remember my friends, this
is only the beginning.
- Da.
- Help them with their cars.
(dramatic music)
- I'll take my money now.
- Certainly sargent.
You were worth every penny.
(dramatic music)
- Well fellas, my fee has just gone up.
To 20 million dollars.
(snapping)
On the sofa Serg.
(dramatic music)
- Greed is a terrible thing sargent.
- Well you two can discuss it in hell.
Now put your hands and get
on your fucking, knees.
- You're predictable sargent.
(clattering)
I hope you have had a good life
because it is now over.
(chuckles)
(whacking)
(dramatic music)
- Jack!
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
Here.
- [Both] Let's go.
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
- The RV.
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Hold it Nico.
Don't even think about it.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Come on Jack, I can make
you a very, very rich man.
- I already am a rich man Nico.
As soon as I kill you,
Serg, nobody will ever know.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(chuckles)
Put the money down and get outta here.
Go on.
Get outta here, go on.
(chuckling)
(gun firing)
(cries out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(snaps)
(dramatic music)
- You're in it all the
way aren't you Jack?
The antique store is small
time compared to this.
You fingered Andre didn't you.
- No Kevin, I killed him.
Oh come on he's a fucking drug dealer.
I take from the bad guys
and I keep it alright?
- What the hell happened to you Jack?
You were a good cop.
- And now I'm a smart one.
Smart enough to take that money and the RV
and get the hell outta here.
I guess I'm the big shot now huh Kevin?
You come visit me in South America.
- Is that what this is all about?
Huh?
'Cause I feel sorry for you man.
You are blind.
You had it all Jack, everything.
Lori, a career, dad behind you.
You don't buy those things with money.
And you, you just threw that all away.
- You stay away from me Kevin.
You stay the hell away from me.
- I can't do that.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(dramatic music)
- Nobodies stopping me Kevin.
Nobody.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- You broke the old man's heart.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(ominous music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
I'll beat the truth outta ya.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(gun firing)
(grunts)
(gun firing)
Jack! Jack!
Jack.
- Don't be a fool.
- Jack hang on.
- You take the money.
- Would you shut up?
Just hang on, you're not gonna die.
Jesus.
I shoulda never left L.A.
Jack.
- I'm sorry Kevin.
- Jack.
- You, you make it right with,
with Lori and pop okay?
- Jack.
- For their sake.
- Jack, Jack hang on, Jack!
Jack.
(dramatic music)
(siren blaring)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- You wanna tell me just what the hell you
and Jack were doing here?
- Jack wanted to do it alone, his way.
It's all there Evans the drugs, the money.
Jack made us look good.
He only paid for it with his life.
(dramatic music)
- You handled everything
with dignity Kevin.
I'm very grateful.
- I wish I coulda done more for him.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(Multicom Jingle)
(dramatic music)
(horns blaring)
(speaking foreign language)
- Can I get you anything else?
(rustling)
- Our down payment as
Mr. Rodchenko requested.
- He's on the move.
He's got the money.
- [Man] Bingo.
- Going down just like you said.
Give me 10.
- What do you D.C. guys get your info
straight from the White House?
(crinkling)
- I'll take him when he gets to his car.
You watch the deli.
And make sure the other
Russians can't make us.
- You got it.
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] What you got spanky?
- It doesn't concern you.
- Oh yeah?
Give me the fucking case.
- Hey.
- [Man] Who the fuck are you?
- A concerned citizen.
- You better be concerned
'cause I'm gonna friggin' kill you.
- You're gonna try.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Who are you?
- Agent White, Drug Enforcement Agency.
- I work hard as grocer to
make something in your country
and then my cousin Nicolai
he arrives in the US
and he tell me if I no
work for him then I die.
This is what he do to me, he cut my finger
to make me believe him that he kill me.
- I understand.
I'm offering you a way out Andre.
Clean, you get to pay back Rodchenko
and be free of him forever.
We'll put you in the
Witness Protection Program,
give you a new identity,
nice place to live.
We'll even get you started
in your own grocery business.
What'd you say?
- If he find out, he kill me.
- I won't let that happen.
- Okay, okay what you want me to do?
- There's a 20 million
dollar deal going down soon
and Rodchenko's gonna be there.
- How you know about this?
- We're pros Andre.
- Unfortunately what
we don't know is where
and when this deal's taking place.
You tell us that and you'll
be free of Rodchenko forever.
- Nico has not told me yet but I know
that it's going to be in
a few days in Los Angeles.
- Keep 'em.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks)
Book us on a flight to L.A.
first thing tomorrow morning.
And call the Metro Police
and let them know that
we're gonna do a briefing
at the DEA headquarters.
- You got a brother down there don't you?
- Yeah.
(dramatic music)
- [Radio] Unit 39, 211 in progress,
hostage involved respond code three,
to 646 West Spring street.
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] Trans four, I'm on it.
(alarm blaring)
(siren blaring)
What's going on?
- I got three armed perps in there
holding the owner of the antique store.
- Alright, I'm going in.
- Jack, try to stay with the
tactical procedure alright?
- Don't worry commander,
I'll make sure we don't
need any body bags.
You in the store, I'm coming in.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
Unarmed, just wanna talk.
No tricks.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
- [Man] This sucker's coming in.
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
(door creaks)
(chimes dinging)
(suspenseful music)
- You in charge?
- What the fuck's it to you?
- Cut your losses.
You'll be back out in the
street in a couple of months.
Just lay down your guns.
- Our guns?
Whatever you say officer.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(gun firing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashes)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(alarm blaring)
(speaking foreign language)
- Yeah the alarm, can we turn it off?
- Yes sir, yes sir.
(alarm blaring)
(electronic beeping)
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
- I saw it on the news.
Are you okay?
- What, you were worried about me?
- You know I hate it when
you take risks like that.
- Kiss me.
- [Man] Jack?
- Kevin called, he's coming in tonight.
- Really?
Special agent big shot's gonna bless us
with his presence huh?
- I asked him to stay with us.
- Oh, you still have the hots
for my little brother huh?
- Jack.
Stay home tonight.
- I can't, I'm working
a second shift tonight.
- [Man] Jack.
- Shh.
What's up?
- You trying to make lieutenant?
- It pays more right pop?
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- Special agent White am I right?
Grunsky, nice to meet ya.
- Nice to meet you.
- Lieutenant Evans Metro
Narcotics, special agent White
from our Washington office.
(dramatic music)
- Nicolai Rodchenko,
Belgrade Russia, former KGB,
surfaced in L.A. about 24 months
ago with legal work visas.
He owns an import export business
right here in Los Angeles.
- I know this guy.
We took a look at him last year on a tip.
His business is clean.
- That's right, his
import business is clean
but his real business is
running drugs, lots of them.
And he's only gonna get bigger
and more powerful unless we stop him.
- Rodchenko's creating
a new Russian mafia.
- And he's hiring ex-KGB to buy
and distribute all over the west coast.
- KGB?
- That's right.
Because of Glasnos they're
running around like loose cannons
looking for scores.
- So what's your plan agent White?
- Catch Rodchenko in the act.
He's got a major buy going
down with his new recruits.
These guys are pros, real pros.
I got an informant working inside.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
(thuds)
(door bangs)
(suspenseful music)
(speaking foreign language)
(knocking)
(phone beeps)
- You don't look well cousin.
- Allergies.
- And your trip?
- Our friends were very
happy to make down payment.
(clicking)
(paper rustling)
I was wondering if um, the
shipment has reached the US?
- Very soon.
Why do you ask?
- No, no reason but we only
have few days and well...
- Why don't you have to
get some rest cousin?
You look like shit.
- Yes, yes Nico, I, I, I will do that.
Thank you.
(snips)
(suspenseful music)
(door thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(knocking)
- Kevin.
- Hey.
- Come in.
Oh.
- It's your favorite color isn't it?
- It's beautiful.
- Try it on.
- Oh it's really lovely Kevin, thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Come on your dad's staying too.
- Everything alright?
You sounded funny on the phone.
Anything wrong with dad?
- No, no, no your dad's fine.
- Mm.
Jack?
It's Jack isn't it?
- I don't know Kevin.
He's not the same anymore,
he doesn't talk to me.
- Maybe it's the job,
it can do that to you.
- No, no it's not the job,
he's married to the job not me.
Overtime, double shifts,
we never see each other.
No he's strange it's...
- I'll talk to him.
- No, Kevin no, no that'll,
that'll only make it worse.
Come on, let's go see your dad.
Guess who's here.
- Hello dad.
- Kevin, oh God.
The DEA people keeping you busy?
- Yeah.
- Here.
Your brother's making
quite a name for himself.
- First through the door,
just like you taught us.
- Jack's a very busy boy.
- How you doing dad?
- Well, me and my arthritis
we're on a first name basis
with old Mr. Darby.
Want a shot?
- Okay.
- Here we go.
- Looks good honey.
- So, what's the DEA paying these days?
- Not enough.
- That's a pretty nice suit Kev.
- Yeah he's a regular
big shot now right Kev?
Got the master's degree,
the whole nine yards.
- Well you coulda gone to college Jack.
(chuckles)
- Yeah, only thing I was
missing were the grades.
Besides one of us had to get outta town.
You had a DEA scholarship,
I got to take care of pop.
- So what case brings you to L.A. Kev?
- Russian gangsters.
- The Russian's over here?
- Yeah ex-KGB running drugs.
- No shit, in my backyard.
- That's right in your backyard Jack.
Yeah, there's a major buy
going down in a few days
except I'm gonna crash their little party.
- How much we talking about?
- 20 mil.
- Whoa.
Well it looks like I'm on
the wrong side of the law.
You need some help with these Russians
you let me know alright?
- I think I have everything
under control, thanks.
- I think you'd be better
off letting Jack help.
I mean he has an eye for
these things, don't you Jack?
- Why don't you have another drink pop?
- No I think I'll turn in instead.
- Hey, let me give you a hand with--
- Hell no, thanks.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Here let me grab that bag for ya.
- Dad's putting away the booze like,
like he owns stock in the company.
(whacks)
How long has he been like that?
- About a year.
You know, why don't you
come around more often?
- What's that supposed to mean?
(chuckles)
- Don't take it personal little brother.
Hey I've been working
on a couple of moves.
Feel like sparring?
- I'm a little tired.
How about tomorrow?
- Come on, it'll be like old times.
I'll go easy on ya.
(chuckles)
(whacking)
(dramatic music)
Still quick huh?
- Quicker.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- That's one of the new
moves I've been working on.
- That's good, I like that one.
- [Jack] You like that one?
- I got one for you too.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- That's good.
- It's not bad huh?
- Here help me up will ya?
(whacks)
(dramatic music)
You shouldn't drop your
guard little brother.
You can get in trouble that way.
(chuckles)
- What's your problem Jack?
- Fuck you Kevin.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Now we're even.
- We're not ever gonna be even.
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
(dramatic music)
- Andre we are running out of time.
I need to know exactly when
and where the buy is taking place.
- Yes, yes I'm meeting with Nico tonight.
But if Nico find out what I do
then he kill me for sure.
- Nothing will happen to you okay?
Look you're not wearing a wire,
I've kept surveillance off Nico,
unless you open your
mouth there's no reason
for him to suspect you.
Okay?
I give you my word Andre.
- Thank you.
(camera clicking)
(engine rumbles)
(camera clicking)
(dramatic music)
(phones ringing)
(clicking)
(whirring)
- [Jack] So this is who
the snitch works for.
(engine rumbles)
(suspenseful music)
(whacks)
(suspenseful music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(door creaks)
(suspenseful music)
(door bangs)
(suspenseful music)
- Who the hell are you?
- We're gonna be partners Nico.
- Sergei.
- White, sargent, Metro division.
- Hmm, well you've made a big
mistake coming here sargent.
- No, you've made the
mistake, trusting this guy.
You see, because of him
the police know all
about your little deal.
Why do you think I'm here?
- Who's this man?
Looks like a cop.
- He's a buyer.
- A buyer?
- [Andre] Yes.
- You've made business
deals on your own now?
- No Nico of course not,
you don't understand.
(chuckles)
- The photos were taken this morning.
The other man in the picture's
a Drug Enforcement Agent,
your boy is working for him.
- That is a lie, he is a liar!
- Shut!
You sell me to the cop?
(gun firing)
(thuds)
- He was getting away.
Now, without my help,
your little business deal
is gonna get you busted.
- And what is it exactly
that you want sargent White?
- Oh a small percentage.
An even one million dollars.
(chuckles)
- One million.
- Keep the police off your back.
Which won't be easy once they find out
their informants missing.
- And what if I choose to expose you?
(chuckles)
- Well, then it's gonna
be your word against mine.
And mine carries a little more weight
with the police department.
So, do we have a deal?
- You've got balls sargent, I like that.
So we have a deal.
- Good.
I'll be in touch.
(pats)
Good work.
(door thuds)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- Come on Andre.
(electronic beeping)
- Hey, hey!
Key mother fucker, I'm taking the car.
Give me the keys.
Give me the keys.
- A big guy like you doesn't need a gun.
- I'll break your ass in half.
Give me the fucking keys.
- You'll try.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(pipe clatters)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
L.A., it hasn't changed.
- [Radio] Come in agent White do you copy?
(door bangs)
- Hal what's up?
- [Hal] We've got a serious problem.
Better come down to the coroner's.
- On my way.
(horn blowing)
(phone ringing)
- [Man] US Customs,
officer Sirkin speaking.
- [Nicolai] I'm calling
to check on the shipment.
- [Sirkin] Yes Mr. Rodchenko
you're goods have arrived
and I will personally make
sure they clear customs.
- Oh thank you my friend.
- [Sirkin] They will arrive
in Los Angeles by truck
as your requested.
- A token of our
appreciation is on it's way.
- [Sirkin] Thank you Mr. Rodchenko.
- The frigging Ventura Freeway.
(zipping)
(dramatic chord)
(bangs)
(cries out)
- I gave him my word.
- Don't blame yourself.
- How did Rodchenko find out huh?
What the hell happened?
(guns clicking)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(clinking)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(whirring)
(crinkling)
(speaking foreign language) Rodchenko.
(crackling)
- We have bad news.
The police department's in on it now.
Joint task force.
- What?
- Andre's homicide
happened in their backyard,
section 139A says we can't
move on Rodchenko without them.
- What next?
- Lieutenant Evans is expecting us.
(knocks)
- I know why you're here
Jack the answer's no.
This is a joint task operation
and team work isn't
exactly your specialty.
- I want in on it.
- I'm well aware of who
your brother is sargent,
but this isn't your area.
- Come on lieutenant.
You need good people on this.
Now I'm asking you as one
professional to another.
- Alright Jack but I don't
want any cowboy stuff on this
you hear me?
- You got it.
- So what are you working
on a double region one?
- Why don't you ask him?
What are you doing here?
- He's part of the team.
You don't have a problem
with that do you agent White?
Good, then let's continue.
We're gonna put Rodchenko
under 24 hours surveillance.
- We don't wanna scare him off.
- That's the first think
Rodchenko'd be expecting
after what's conspired.
- Do we have any idea how
the drugs are coming in?
- Not yet but Rodchenko can't
afford to sit on 'em either.
- Alright here's how this'll work.
I'll run the operation from here,
special agent White you'll be
first in charge in the field.
You two can work together
since you get along so well.
- I prefer to work with my own team.
- Whether you like it or not agent White,
Andre Asinoff's homicide
placed us first in charge.
So you can either get with the program
or you can pack your bags
and head back to D.C.
(snaps)
(clatters)
- This was my case Jack.
You want another medal
use somebody else not me.
- What the hell's the problem
with us partnering up?
Look you wanna lead Kevin, I'll follow.
- Don't fuck with me on
this Jack, understand?
- Yeah, so where are we going?
- A funeral.
- A funeral, why?
- Andre had a sister.
- Hey I gotta change my clothes.
I'll meet you downstairs in a minute.
(clicking)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- Yeah it's me.
Look you're gonna be
watched around the clock.
Wire taps'll be set up within the hour.
- Right.
- We're checking Andre's sister.
- She will not talk.
- Just watch your ass Nico.
- [Nicolai] But I have
you to do that for me.
(bangs)
- Make the circle now!
(smacks)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Sergei, it's time to go.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(bells ringing)
(dramatic music)
(crying)
Mia Otana?
- Are you friend of my brother?
(crying)
- I'm very sorry to bother you.
Can we step outside, I need
to ask you some questions.
(door thudding)
(crying)
- Go away from me.
I've told you I know nothing.
(crying)
- Who are you?
Why are you bothering my family?
- Who am I?
I'm the guy that's gonna nail your ass.
- I think not.
- Think again.
- Let's get outta here.
- Listen to your friend
and leave this place.
- Let's go, now.
Come on.
- Get your hands off me Jack!
- Oh, well, what're you
gonna do in there Kevin huh?
Kill the guy?
Blow the whole deal?
That'd be real good,
that's smart thinking.
Let's move along that track.
(suspenseful music)
(crying)
- Let me drive you home.
- No, please, no.
- Come on.
(crying)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
- [Jack] This is a wasted trip Kevin.
Andre's sister is not gonna talk.
Rodchenko's got her spooked.
- Maybe.
You know I've been thinking,
maybe we could get dad to join AA.
- Pop admit he's got a drinking problem?
Forget about it.
Besides Lori and I've already tried.
- It seems to be getting worse.
- Now don't you think I know that?
- Well maybe there's
something we can do about it.
- You know big, bright
college boy comes into town
and got the answers for
everybody's problems right Kevin?
- Oh Jack come on, give me a break.
You know the same blood
runs through your veins
that runs through mine.
- Okay fine.
Why don't you let pop come live with you?
(doors banging)
Anything else you wanna
get off your chest?
- Yeah Lori's real concerned about you.
- Yeah well that's between Lori
and me and not you alright?
- Listen all I'm saying is Jack,
don't let your career take
precedent over your family
that's all.
- Jesus, can we go inside?
(horn honks)
Thank you.
(dramatic music)
- Let's go.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, we are closed.
(dramatic music)
(bangs)
- Are all the customers gone?
- Da.
- Good, I got something to take care of.
- Stay away from me.
- Rodchenko did this?
Mia I wanna help you.
- The way you helped my brother?
- Do you remember me?
(snaps)
Cockroach.
- Oh shit.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Wait here?
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- You want a piece of me?
Hit me.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(sword clangs)
(whacking)
(crying out)
Hey, asshole.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(thuds)
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, great place.
- Yeah we'll have to come
back and try the food.
Let's go get the girl.
- Told you she wasn't gonna talk.
(electronic beeping)
- San Francisco, Seattle
and Port One confirmed
for the 15th.
(laughing)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah?
- [Jack] Now would be a good
time for you to disappear.
Things are gonna be you know.
- Why?
Because of your brother?
I did some checking.
- Yeah so?
- [Nicolai] Does he
want money from me also?
- No.
- Well, take down this address.
- Uh huh.
Go ahead.
- 9832 Highland avenue.
- Yeah.
Yeah I got it.
(phone beeps)
Asshole.
- I'm not convinced sargent
White can handle his brother.
(suspenseful music)
- [Sergei] What about
those men following us?
- Relax Sergei, first we take Marina home.
- But they will know where I live.
- Exactly.
And when they come
sniffing around like dogs
I bet I know who will be in charge.
(dramatic music)
(door bangs)
(dramatic music)
- [Hal] And he dropped off
the woman, 1946 Alder Park.
- What's your position?
- [Hal] Headed east on
Olympic near ah, Century City.
- Alright stay on him.
(dramatic music)
- [Hal] What the hell's he doing here?
- The little prick's
getting his car washed.
- It looked clean to me.
(dramatic music)
Pull ahead, we'll tail
'em when they get out.
- You got it.
(dramatic music)
- Check this.
- Shit.
(dramatic music)
Hey they vanished.
The friggin' Rolls is
still here and everything.
(bangs)
- Great.
Now we gotta find the son of a bitch.
- Why don't we talk to the
woman that was with Rodchenko?
- That's a good idea.
Get on it, both of ya.
- No I can't, it's my anniversary.
I'm taking my wife out to dinner.
- What?
- It's better I go alone anyway.
We go in like an army and
the woman'll never talk.
- Alright.
(dramatic music)
- [Sergei] I'll bet those cops
are still at the car wash.
- [Nicolai] Oh what a shame
because now we won't surface
until our after our business is done.
(dramatic music)
So this is the theater that is going
to front our activities at.
No one will suspect a thing.
(dramatic music)
Get used to it Sergei, it
will be our home until Friday.
(dramatic music)
(knocking)
- [Kevin] Miss Jesnocoff?
- Yes.
- I'm from the Drug Enforcement Agency,
I'd like to ask you some questions.
- Well I don't do drugs officer.
- What's your relationship
with Nicolai Rodchenko?
- That's my business.
- Well if you prefer to come down town
and talk about it I can accommodate you.
- Come in.
Give me a moment to get dressed okay?
- Marina he is there?
Excellent, you know what to do.
Just make sure he follows you.
- Yes Nicolai.
(phone beeps)
- Sergei, it is time
to let agent White know
what a Russian circle feels like.
Hurt him.
Hurt him bad.
- I know Mr. Rodchenko for
approximately five years.
Is he in some sort of trouble?
- Would you know where I can reach him?
- I use a telephone.
Nicolai travels a lot, when
he's in town I see him.
Now if there is nothing
else I really must go.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- What time is our reservation?
- Eight o'clock honey.
Let's hurry up, we don't wanna be late.
- Okay, alright.
- Okay, okay.
Um I was ah, (chuckles)
I was gonna wait til later
but ah, what the hell.
Happy anniversary.
Go on, open it.
(snaps)
- Jack, it's exquisite.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
It's beautiful.
It's also very expensive Jack.
- Well why do you think I've
been working so much overtime?
- But honey.
- Hey.
Look, I am not gonna save
every penny for a rainy day
and end up like my old man.
I want things to be different for us.
(dramatic music)
Let's hurry up honey,
we don't wanna be late.
- Okay.
- Whoa, that's a nice dress.
- Do you like it?
- Yeah, the scarfs a nice touch.
- Yeah Kevin gave it to me.
- Kevin gave it to you?
Take it off.
- What?
- I said take it off.
- Don't be ridiculous Jack.
- It makes you look cheap.
- You just said you liked it.
- Well just take it off.
- Maybe you should go alone.
- Yeah, fine.
Why don't you and Kevin go out
and celebrate our anniversary?
I'll go out and find a cheap
hooker wearing the same scarf.
(smacking)
(crying out)
Don't you ever slap me
again do you understand?
- Jack!
- Do you understand me?
- Jack!
Get away from me!
- Jack!
What the hell's going on in here?
- Lori, Lori I'm sorry.
- Don't you ever touch me again.
Get away from me.
- I'm sorry.
(crying)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- I'm at the Russian athletic club.
1232 South Grandie.
- [Evans] I copy.
I don't want to take any
chances here agent White.
- 10 four.
- [Evans] So wait for back up.
White do you copy?
White!
(dramatic music)
(phone ringings)
- Yeah it's Jack.
- [Evans] It's Evans.
Your brother tailed Rodchenko's girlfriend
to the Russian athletic
club, 1232 South Grandie.
I don't like the way
he's handling this Jack.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm on it.
(phone clatters)
Jesus.
(suspenseful music)
(door thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(clicks)
(dramatic chord)
(dramatic music)
(door thuds)
(dramatic music)
- Do you like Russian games comrade?
This is the Russian circle.
If you fight each one
of my men one at a time
and if somehow you get
out of there in one piece
then I may let you leave.
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
Next.
(whacking)
(crying out)
You, get in there.
(whacking)
(crying out)
Get him, now!
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(whooshing)
(crying out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(staves clattering)
(crying out)
Move!
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Is that all you got?
- Is that all you got?
Now, get in there!
(crying out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(chain clattering)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(engine rumbles)
Get him!
All of you now!
(clanks)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Kevin behind you!
(whacking)
(crying out)
(dramatic music)
- Thanks.
- You alright?
- Yeah.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- Lori?
(taps)
Lori.
Where's Jack?
- I don't know.
- Lori?
What happened?
Did Jack do that?
- I can't continue like this Kevin.
- What's this?
- My anniversary present.
Guess I'll have to return it.
- Jack couldn't afford this.
- [Lori] I told you Kevin
all he does is work overtime.
- That's a lot of overtime.
(dramatic music)
- What are you saying?
- I don't know but everything
Jack makes in one year
is right here.
(dramatic music)
(scoffs)
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Where did you get this?
- Is it yours?
- My best piece, stolen!
(door chimes ringing)
- I can't believe Jack went back
and robbed that place.
(dramatic music)
I just can't.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- You set up my brother.
Now that was not part of our deal.
- Calm down sargent.
- Don't fuck with me you commie bastard.
- Do you feel better now sargent?
- You stay away from my family.
I will handle my brother.
Is that clear?
- Perfectly clear.
Can we discuss our plan now?
- That's why you're drinking isn't it dad?
You can't deal with the
fact that he's dirty.
You knew he was in trouble didn't you?
- We don't have to ruin his career.
He can quit, he can leave gracefully.
(smashes)
- Bullshit dad!
What if it goes deeper than this?
What if this is only
the tip of the iceberg?
- Kevin he's your brother.
- I don't know who my brother is anymore.
(dramatic music)
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
What is it?
- It's an off shore account.
9832 Highland.
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thudding)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(dramatic music)
- Sergei stop!
Don't be foolish.
He's a perfect insurance policy.
You two watch him.
It's time for us to leave.
(bangs)
- Damn it.
Where is White?
Where the hell are both Whites?
- Enough,
get off me.
- Shut up, I said sit down.
(crying out)
(thuds)
You got something to tell us don't you?
(crying out)
(smacks)
- Easy Jack.
- You want Rodchenko or not?
And she knows where he is
and where the deal's going down.
Don't ya bitch?
- Back off Jack.
- Where or I will break your fucking arm.
Where?
(cries out)
- Shipping docks.
(crying out)
- Where?
- San Pedro, harbor Pierce.
- Alright, we're rolling, let's go.
You stay on her until the sting is over.
Jesus Christ what the
hell happened to you.
- [Jack] She had a knife.
- You need a doctor.
- You can forget it lieutenant
I am not missing this bust.
- Get that stitched and
meet us at the docks.
(dramatic music)
- [Jack] A little makeup,
the right actress,
they'll buy anything.
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- Got one for me?
(chuckles)
I'll pay you 20 for a smoke.
- Nyet.
- Right pocket, just don't take the 100.
(chuckling)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(smashing)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
Where's your boss?
Huh?
Where's Rodchenko?
- Power, Sun Valley power station.
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- They are here.
Move into position.
(engine rumbles)
(suspenseful music)
(tires squealing)
(engines rumbling)
All is well sargent?
- Oh about right now the
taskforce should be invading
the Queen Mary.
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] We just made
a pass down pier seven
there's nothing here.
- So Hal, where's special agent White?
- Where's Rodchenko?
- [Officer] This is unit six,
there's nothing here either.
This looks like a dead end.
(chattering)
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] This is unit eight
and it's all clear on
this end of the wharf.
(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)
- The trip was good?
- Yes Mr. Rodchenko.
- Well welcome our friend from Seattle.
Portland.
(zips)
(dramatic music)
Remember my friends, this
is only the beginning.
- Da.
- Help them with their cars.
(dramatic music)
- I'll take my money now.
- Certainly sargent.
You were worth every penny.
(dramatic music)
- Well fellas, my fee has just gone up.
To 20 million dollars.
(snapping)
On the sofa Serg.
(dramatic music)
- Greed is a terrible thing sargent.
- Well you two can discuss it in hell.
Now put your hands and get
on your fucking, knees.
- You're predictable sargent.
(clattering)
I hope you have had a good life
because it is now over.
(chuckles)
(whacking)
(dramatic music)
- Jack!
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
Here.
- [Both] Let's go.
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
- The RV.
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Hold it Nico.
Don't even think about it.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- Come on Jack, I can make
you a very, very rich man.
- I already am a rich man Nico.
As soon as I kill you,
Serg, nobody will ever know.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(chuckles)
Put the money down and get outta here.
Go on.
Get outta here, go on.
(chuckling)
(gun firing)
(cries out)
(whacking)
(crying out)
(snaps)
(dramatic music)
- You're in it all the
way aren't you Jack?
The antique store is small
time compared to this.
You fingered Andre didn't you.
- No Kevin, I killed him.
Oh come on he's a fucking drug dealer.
I take from the bad guys
and I keep it alright?
- What the hell happened to you Jack?
You were a good cop.
- And now I'm a smart one.
Smart enough to take that money and the RV
and get the hell outta here.
I guess I'm the big shot now huh Kevin?
You come visit me in South America.
- Is that what this is all about?
Huh?
'Cause I feel sorry for you man.
You are blind.
You had it all Jack, everything.
Lori, a career, dad behind you.
You don't buy those things with money.
And you, you just threw that all away.
- You stay away from me Kevin.
You stay the hell away from me.
- I can't do that.
(whacks)
(cries out)
(dramatic music)
- Nobodies stopping me Kevin.
Nobody.
(whacking)
(crying out)
- You broke the old man's heart.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(ominous music)
(whacking)
(crying out)
I'll beat the truth outta ya.
(whacking)
(crying out)
(gun firing)
(grunts)
(gun firing)
Jack! Jack!
Jack.
- Don't be a fool.
- Jack hang on.
- You take the money.
- Would you shut up?
Just hang on, you're not gonna die.
Jesus.
I shoulda never left L.A.
Jack.
- I'm sorry Kevin.
- Jack.
- You, you make it right with,
with Lori and pop okay?
- Jack.
- For their sake.
- Jack, Jack hang on, Jack!
Jack.
(dramatic music)
(siren blaring)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)
- You wanna tell me just what the hell you
and Jack were doing here?
- Jack wanted to do it alone, his way.
It's all there Evans the drugs, the money.
Jack made us look good.
He only paid for it with his life.
(dramatic music)
- You handled everything
with dignity Kevin.
I'm very grateful.
- I wish I coulda done more for him.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
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