Midnight Man (1997) - full transcript

You look bored, my friend.

It's pretty here.

And there isn't a
great deal to do.

There's a much better
view from the bridge.

Let's walk up there.

Who sent you?
Dovotny?

What will you do?
Kill me?

I wanna tell you a story.

Little zen story.

A monk falls off a cliff,
but he managed to grab hold

of a little branch
with one hand.



It's clear he'll fall
to his death any second.

He sees the strawberry
growing on the cliff.

He picks it and puts
it in his mouth.

Now, a man runs up to the
top of the cliff, looks down,

sees the other monk, smiling.

He shouts down,

"You're about to
fall to your death!"

"Yes,"
says the monk,

"but the strawberry is sweet."

I don't understand.

Look.

It's the most beautiful
view, don't you agree?

Beautiful.

Done.



Good.

Dovotny, you must
miss the old days

when you let your KGB
boys handle these things.

The only constant is change.

I have someone I would
like you to meet.

Who's that?

Mr. Engel, meet Mr. Tayi.

He would like to
hire you for a day.

For $50,000.

The money's all right.

But the question is whether
I'll found the job amusing.

For that kind of money,
I'm sure you'll find

the job amusing.

I think you'd better
find someone else.

I'll be seeing you, Dovotny.

Mr. Engel is an artist.

I'm sorry I showed insufficient
respect, Mr. Engel.

Apology accepted.

Now what is it you want?

Come on, honey.

Why don't you get us
a bottle of wine, too?

I'll be back.

Bye.

Fancy meeting you here, Sean.

Is this business or pleasure?

That's just what I
was going to ask you.

Coincidence that both
of us are in town?

I live here.

I'm engaged to the girl.

So unlikely it has to be true.

Well I a working at the moment.

Two questions.

Has someone hired you as
backup in case I screw up?

No.

Someone hired you to stop me.

John.

I don't work for
anybody anymore.

I got out.

Well in that case,
have a nice day.

Enjoy yourself.

Sean?

Oh, and name the
first one after me,

if it's a boy.

Who was that?

An old friend.

Come on.

Subject under surveillance,
moving northwards

onto large road.

On Canada 14.

Coming to 15 now.

Roger.

Got him.

He turned off by
the old steel box.

On 16 now.

He's approaching
the old mineworkers.

That's where they must be going.

He's speeding up.

Pursue, but let him lose you.

Make it convincing.

If you say so.

We have a spotter plane
taking over surveillance.

Roger dispatch,
we're on our way.

Here we go, then.

He's on his way to the site.

As soon as he gets
there, we start the raid.

45 minutes.

Here you go, sir.

Ah.

I don't believe it.

Congratulations.

Your man is John Engel.

Our cells in the Americans
have been looking for him

for 10 years.

Well that changes everything.

We need some cover.

Is Dillon still in town?

Who?

As far as I know.

Put the raid on hold.

I want one of our men there.

He's not exactly our man, sir.

He'll come.

What good will one more man do?

Depends who that man is.

Can't you see I'm busy?

Why don't you get out of here?

I'll get you later.

I knew you were there.

I knew.

Forget about 'em.

Come here.

I gotta see who this is.

Oh my God.

Come in.

Good afternoon.

Su Yin, you remember
Brigadier Ferguson.

The PM's man in charge of things

no one's supposed to know about.

Nice to see you again.

Detective Chief
Inspector Bernstein.

I hope we haven't
come at a bad time.

Oh, no.

A very good time in
fact, that's the problem.

I'll go make some tea.

Come in.

Well what are you doing here?

Our British Ambassador's
arriving here next week.

A high profile signing
of a new trade pact.

We've been watching some
fairly Third Reich conspiracies

might be planning a hit on him.

We've got a place
here in the city

and another in the countryside.

So what does that
have to do with me?

I would've thought you guys
would be able to handle

Third Reich conspirators.

He's on his way to the camp.

Well there's nothing
Third Reich about him.

Did you know he was in town?

No.

The local security people
have got the place surrounded.

Be a great coup to get Engel.

Well you'd never take him out.

He'd have to stand trial,
it'd be a big circus.

Shame to do something like
that to a free spirit like him.

Free spirit?

Is that what you call him?

We have reason to
believe he was involved

in the kidnapping of three
top European industrialists,

none of whom were
returned alive.

Rumor has it, he had
a hand in Lockerbie.

Well when you're
in Engel's league

you get credit for
a lot of things.

Whether you did 'em or not.

Same thing happened to
a man named Sean Dillon.

Maybe that was true in the past,

but you've been working for
the right side, he hasn't.

Sean is not working for
anyone at the moment.

There you have it.

I just thought you might
like to come along,

watch the finale.

I think you got something
else on your mind.

He's the best.

Better than you?

Maybe.

I'm the only one
who thinks like him.

You want me around in
case something goes wrong.

Something along those lines.

I'm not interested.

I'm sorry you had
to waste your trip.

Not to worry.

Are you serious about the girl?

I've asked her to marry me.

I'll come straight
to the point, Sean.

I've got files on you that'll
keep you tied up in the courts

or worse for years.

It would be a shame to do
that just when your life

has taken a turn for the better.

Why don't you look on the
fee as a wedding present?

I hear Engel saved
your life once.

He saved it twice.

But who's counting?

I'll get my jacket.

You're pathetic, you are.

Let's go in and see
anymore like you inside.

Don't move!

Who are you?

Mr. Tayi thought you
might need some help.

We don't need any help.

We can do what we
were sent to do.

I doubt that very much.

Your French base is
under surveillance.

Drop that!

I was followed part
of the way here.

I lost them but I
wouldn't be surprised

if they knew about
this place, too.

They cannot.

And if you think they
do, why have you come?

Because I'm getting paid
a great deal of money

to look you over.

I wanna see everything
you have and I wanna know

every detail of your plan.

How do we know you
can be trusted?

I can't be.

Now let's get on with it.

I've never thought of
you as the marrying kind.

Two great irrationals.

Love and war.

That's very cynical
for a married man.

Come to think of it, Bernstein,

why are you still single?

You know what they say?

All the best men are
either married or gay.

Or already engaged.

Sir likes his little jokes.

I brought my wife
along this trip.

Very fond of Europe.

And our little granddaughter.

What does your wife think
of your line of work?

She's an old-fashioned
English woman.

Doesn't ask questions,
doesn't complain.

I'm lucky to have her.

Do you ever tell her that?

Of course, not.

But then, I'm an old
-fashioned English man.

Su Yin understands but,

don't expect anything more
out of me after tonight.

I'm getting out of this thing.

And doing what?

Semtex.

Enough to blow the Ambassador's
limousine into the sky.

And here are the detonators.

It will work.

Maybe.

Show me the plan.

It picks up the body heat.

They have four people inside.

No one has left.

Excuse me, may I?

This is the load that was
followed the last two times--

Quiet.

A farmer.

There another way out of here?

We're not as stupid
as you think.

There is a tunnel.

Show me.

But it's only a farmer.

I said, show me.

You were friends, you and Engel.

Oh, friendship isn't
really big in our circle.

You never know when you're
gonna be on the opposite side.

The man's an animal.

Yes.

But that's not all he his.

Ready, with your
consent, Brigadier.

Yeah, we were friends.

Carry on.

It was already here.

All we had to do
was clean it out.

I think it dates back to World
War II when the Germans--

Where does it lead to?

Come out now.

I command you must come out
with your hands on your head.

Hurry, we must.

You'd slow me down.

Come out now.

You have 10 seconds.

They blew themselves up
rather than be caught.

Three of them were
dead before the blast.

I think the fourth was Engel.

He disappeared.

No one disappeared, my friend.

I'm gonna go in there.

Take some men.

They'll slow me down.

Sean.

You lied to me, didn't you?

He came to me after we talked.

And now you're working for him.

Consulting.

You used to have standards.

Now what?

Now I take you in.

You know better than that.

We're on the same side, Sean.

No side.

I blew up in that factory.

You'll still collect
your consulting fee.

They'll turn up.

Another time, another place.

You do owe me one.

Different game every time.

In that case, you'll
have to kill me.

I'd rather not.

No.

You all right?

Yeah, headache.

What happened?

The tunnel came out here.

We were both armed.

My gun jammed.

He hit you?

Yeah.

That's it for me.

Donate my fee to a worthy cause.

Horrible way for those
men to die, by fire.

They were dead
before the explosion.

The security forces shot them?

I did.

You shot them?

One man had a chance
of getting away.

Four men wouldn't have.

Your orders were to exec--

I did you a favor, Mr. Tayi.

No extra charge.

There wasn't enough left
of them to identify.

There's no chance of it
being traced back to you.

I figured they were
not up to the job.

They weren't up to
blowing up a balloon,

much less the
British Ambassador.

Well then it would appear I
need to employ you further.

Are you interested?

First, I wanna know
what it's all about.

Fill me in or count me out.

Listen to me, Mr. Engel.

My reasons are none
of your business.

My money is, if
you want the job.

Now this is about justice,
this is about principle.

Okay, okay.

You think the Brits are
gonna sit still for it?

We won't be claiming
credit for anything.

Credit me with some subtlety.

Then who will?

The choice of targets
and other evidence

will make it clear
that the force behind

these so-called terrorists
acts is the IRA.

A renegade faction
that has always opposed

the Irish Peace Plan and
is out to destroy it.

I am so glad that for
once, I am ahead of you.

You used to have
links at the IRA.

So did you.

Things change.

Do you have a problem with this?

The only problem I have
is if my fee's late.

Then let's get down to business.

The Ambassador's
still the target.

One quarter of a million
dollars if he dies.

That's fine with me, Mr. Tayi.

But diplomats and politicians,
they're a dime a dozen.

You wanna annoy the British

or do you wanna harm them?

I've always answered that.

It'll have to be
a better target.

Enlighten me.

I thought I hired you
for your expertise

and your imagination.

You haven't hired me yet.

It'll be a full million.

Done.

A quarter of a million up
front, show good faith,

the rest when you're
finished, plus expenses.

And if you need any help
with the operatives.

I don't use fanatics.

They're too willing to
die for their cause.

I only work with people
who don't wanna die.

Now who's our first target?

Someone we've
already encountered.

Dillon.

Two weeks ago, I
would have said yes.

But Dillon's lost his nerve

and killing him
wouldn't mean anything.

Officially, he'd beat his own,

is just another dead terrorist.

Good point.

Then who?

Ferguson.

The old man?

Don't underestimate him.

They'd have to give his
death a headliner, too

and it'll hurt them.

If you say so.

So he's the first target.

Who's next?

That's my secret, Mr. Engel.

But let me put it this way,

we're about to change
British history.

You can still change
your mind, you know?

Are you talking
to me or yourself?

I just never thought
much of marriage.

So what changed your mind?

What, are you fishing
for compliments?

No, just curious.

Because we can talk

or sit in silence for hours.

That means something.

If I do give this up,

what'll I do?

Be with me.

You'll find something.

You don't know
everything I've done.

Nor do I wish to.

I know who you are.

That's enough for me.

Do you think it'll change him?

It already has.

Is Mr. Tayi on the lever?

As much as any of us.

He believes the next big
battle will be between

Islam and the west.

He's right.

And he believes that
Syria will be leading

the next jihad.

Stranger things have happened.

Is there anyway I can help?

I need one backup man.

Not one of Tayi's fanatics.

Just someone who will
shut up, do as he's told,

and won't panic if
things get hairy.

I have a man in place in Paris.

He's yours.

What's your stake in this?

Making mischief.

Hoping for a comeback
at home, aren't you?

Vladimir Korchov will take
up the reigns of power

as soon as things
get bad enough.

The people will
beg him to do so.

I hear he's a drunk
and a mad man.

Yes.

Just the sort of man
the time demands.

And a good friend of mine.

Tayi tells me that you
want to eliminate Ferguson.

Ferguson's little
group will cause

a disproportionate
amount of trouble.

I'll take him out while
he's still in Luxembourg

looking after the
British Ambassador.

He was always worthy opponent.

I like him.

Would you rather
I didn't kill him?

I didn't say that.

You look at peace.

It's not a

feeling I'm used to.

Is it one you could get used to?

Maybe.

I hope so.

I'm very happy.

He could have killed me,
I wonder why he didn't.

Engel?

Well, you said you could
have killed him as well.

That's true.

Why didn't you?

I guess if I knew that,
I'd have the answer

to my question as well.

Good day, sir, may I help you?

Have you lost
someone close to you?

More than one, dear.

More than one.

Is Jack about?

Who shall I say
is asking for him?

Harry Lite.

Peter Macintosh.

Billy, please see whether
Mr. Harvey's available.

Imperial.

The Grandee.

The Perpetual.

Where are these?

Coffins or ships?

Just a box of wood to keep
out the worms for a bit, no?

We don't think of it
in quite those terms.

This way.

Still playing with
stiffs, I see.

It's always been more than that.

It's an art form.

I'm sure it is.

And a challenge.

Especially when there's
been a lot of damage.

What can I do for you this time?

How are you doing for shoulder
fired rockets these days?

They're all the rage.

It doesn't dare to be too
garish like some of them are.

I thought of going into
theatrical makeup, you know?

But working with actors.

Much more temperamental
than your current clients.

I need you to deliver
to Luxembourg.

Ah, there we do have a problem.

Why's that?

Crackdown by the customs boys.

You'd do better to go to
a more local supplier.

France.

Can you recommend one?

The Joubert brothers.

They do vehicles, guns, Semtex.

I'll give you a phone
number and a code word.

Can I trust them?

As much as you can
never trust a frog.

Terrible lies and
cheats, they are.

And no sense of presentation
for their dear departeds.

Quite attractive,
don't you think?

You don't ever interfere
with them, do you, Jack?

Don't be offensive.

I'm a professional.

I'll get you that number.

10% commission, all right,
if you get what you want?

Five.

I'll be coming back
to you for supplies

when I move base to
London, all right?

In that case, I shan't quibble.

Not as nice as
your London office.

Well, I don't think
my Europe colleagues

want me to be so comfortable.

I might stay.

Your wedding present.

Thank you.

No honeymoon?

Weekend in Versailles.

Look at this.

Now all I need is a pipe
and a dog to fetch my paper.

Thanks for coming in.

What's on your mind?

Need your advice on something.

Three men and a considerable
amount of explosive

went up in that building.

Do you think whoever it is can
reorganize by this weekend?

Well, Engel doesn't rush a job
and that's to your benefit.

On the other hand, he's going
to have something to prove

to whoever hired him
after that fuck up, so.

Well is that a yes or a no?

It's a maybe.

A maybe I'd take very
seriously if I were you.

If you were me,
what would you do?

Buy some slippers and retire.

I'm considering that,
but not by this weekend.

Well, he's going
to need weapons,

he's got to get them somewhere.

He won't work fanatics.

They're too unreliable.

The question is, does he
have the right contacts here?

Do you?

I've heard some names.

Tell me who they are.

I'll get the security
boys to check them out.

You're gonna use a hatchet.

You need a scalpel.

Well is Dr. Dillon available?

No.

You haven't set a
lot of money aside.

I didn't save for my age
'cause I didn't think

I'd have one.

If you stick with us on this
one, a little pension fund.

100,000 pounds.

Well the security forces are
more flush than I thought.

It's available.

No blackmail this time.

That was an emergency,
this time I'm asking

as a personal favor.

Well when you put
it to me that way

and you put the money in
an unmarked Swiss account,

I'm in.

You're a big softie.

Ah, Mr. Mcintosh.

I'm Pierre, this is Jacob.

How is the old friend, Jack?

Still happier with dead
people than live ones.

Can you fill my order?

Of course.

How much of commission is
Jack asking these days?

He's asking 10, I'm giving five.

Of course, if we say
the order is smaller

than it really is, then

you save on commission and
we could split your savings.

Jack gets his 5%.

Just trying to be helpful.

Load the damn thing
into my van, all right?

The money.

What's this?

Maybe your brother's just
playing around with himself

under that desk, but
somehow I doubt it.

Bring those hands out so
I can see them please.

We're just being careful.

So am I.

The money.

This is a surprise.

How's your father?

It's cancer.

How far along?

They don't know yet.

I'll do a biopsy the
day after tomorrow.

Well they can do
a lot these days.

What upset me the most is

I've never seen
him scared before.

He's dealt with death
many times as a rabbi.

Do you know what he said?

"Somehow, you never think
it's your own turn."

Well I wouldn't bury him yet.

You're right.

Why are you here?

I've got a call to make.

You up for it?

I could certainly
use the distraction.

You working with us?

Ferguson appealed
to my better nature.

And Su Yin?

Understands.

Well, at least dogs like you.

How about a doggy biscuit?

Who are you?

What do you want?

A man came to see you
sometime in the last few days,

wanting to buy
weapons, Semtex maybe.

Brown hair, about my size.

Look, we sell heavy
machinery here.

I can call the police, you know?

All right.

Let's stop wasting time.

I'm tired of messing around.

Why don't you tell
me what you know?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

All right.

Which one of you's older?

Me, why?

Come here, baby brother.

Why don't you sit
in the front row?

What are you?
Right or left handed?

All right.

Let's start with your right.

This is a dull blade so I
may have to do some sawing.

Sean.

Just give him the information.

Do you have
something to tell me?

You're bluffing.

You can't do that!

You can't--

I'm gonna start with

his little finger.

He was here today earlier.

What did he buy?

Rocket launcher,
shoulder mounted.

Why?

He didn't tell us.

He didn't tell us!

All right.

I bet he didn't.

Thanks for the hand.

You stay put.

15 minutes.

Looks like it's on.

Why did you ask which
one of them was older?

Older brother syndrome.

They'll usually look
out for the younger one.

You would have cut
his fingers off,

you bastard, wouldn't you?

Well if he hadn't said anything
after the first couple,

I would have known we
had the wrong place.

It's only me!

And it's only me.

Who are you?

Where's my family?

They're quite safe.

Where are they?

You're the driver for
Brigadier Ferguson, right?

What have you done with them?

They won't be hurt.

What's the route for
the motorcade tomorrow?

I don't know.

Oh really?

I swear it.

They told us this morning
that a final route

will not be chosen
until just before.

I'm telling you the truth.

You must not hurt my family.

Well, now.

That's just the sort of
plan I expect from Ferguson.

Here.

That's a little
voice transmitter.

You put it on the dashboard
so when Ferguson tells you

which way to drive,
I'll hear it as well.

What are you going to do?

Arranged a little surprise for
the Ambassador, that's all.

I can not do this.

I will be accessory to murder.

Your son's a really sweet kid.

How old is he, six?

Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

Come on, dear.

You're not taking the child
in the motorcade, are you?

Why?

Just odd.

It's not my place,
of course, but

might not be so
interesting for a child.

You're quite right,
but actually,

we're dropping them
off at a friend's.

Of course, sir.

We have plenty of time.

Well you go ahead, I forgot
to check for messages.

Yes, sir.

Dillon?

Charlie.

Get Toussaint to give
you everything they have

on the driver
they've assigned me.

He's nervous, I think we
should find out why right away.

Yeah, his family's gone.

They own him.

Interesting.

Everything all right?

Couldn't be a better.

Grandfather, can we
go to Euro Disney?

Wouldn't you like to see
a chateau fairy castle?

I'd rather see Donald Duck.

I do worry about the
future sometimes.

Take a seat.

I think you two should
have a little chat.

Someone has your family?

They said they are gonna kill
'em unless you help them.

Who are they?

I can't.

I don't...

Now, you listen to me.

I will cancel that
motorcade and announce

that we've brought you
in and you're cooperating

in exchange for leniency.

I don't think your
family will last too long

after that, do you?

You can't do that.

That would make you
no better than them.

Brigadier Ferguson would
never agree to such a thing.

He's a decent man.

Exactly.

He would not sentence my
wife and children to die.

That's right, he wouldn't.

That's why I'm handling this.

If I help you,

you have to save them.

Is that him?

Yes.

I know this man.

If he thinks the operation
has been a success,

he'll let your family go.

Now what did he say?

Beyond that building over there.

Up on the left.

That's one of ours.

Jesus Christ.

Brigadier Charles Ferguson,
a British civil servant

was in a car that was
hit by a small missile

and it is reported that both
he and his driver are dead.

Back to our newsroom, this
is Carrie O'Brian reporting.

Congratulations, my friend.

A job well done.

Some civil servant.

That old bastard's been
after me on and off

for a decade.

Part one accomplished.

Now on to part two.

Ilya.

Why don't you go see
if the kitchen staff

has anything nice to
go with this champagne.

You can talk in front of Ilya.

I would trust him with my life.

I would trust him
with your life, too.

Go on, Ilya.

Royalty.

What, the queen?

Prince Charles?

If the queen dies,
Charles takes her place.

If Charles dies now, the
queen stays in place.

Then who's the target?

A target that will not
only destroy the monarchy,

but cause such an
outrage against the IRA

that peace will be forgotten
and all hell will break loose.

Please spare me the
clever intricacies

of your plan, Mr. Tayi.

I'm just here to do the job.

I repeat, the target?

Two.

The Royal princes.

We're killing two children?

We're blowing apart
the United Kingdom.

How are the obits?

Most satisfactory.

The Telegraph says I was a
gentlemen, courageous, modest.

What do you want?

It's The Telegraph.

Oh, shut up.

Even The Guardian has
nice things to say.

The PM himself was
lavish in his...

What is it?

Oh, sorry, sir.

My father has taken
a turn for the worst.

They're going to
try chemotherapy.

I really ought to be home.

I'd love to let you go, but...

I understand.

I promise you'll be on your way

as soon as possible.

Any word on that
driver's family?

They were released
unharmed this morning.

How long you gonna stay dead?

The longer Engle
thinks I'm dead,

the more likely he is to
reveal himself, perhaps.

I have to go back
to London tonight.

Well,

good luck to both of you.

You're really quitting?

Yup.

Because you're in love.

Because I lost my edge.

Su Yin's ruined me.

It's no line of work for
anyone who thinks of anyone

other than themselves.

Good luck to you.

I'm sorry I didn't
give word right away,

but the things
were a bit hectic.

It's just wonderful that
you're all right, sir.

Now you're gonna have
to put up with me

for a while longer.

Thank you, Helen.

Needless to say all, this
is strictly confidential.

As far as the rest of
the world is concerned,

Brigadier Ferguson is dead.

Hi.

I have some information for you.

No, no, not over the phone.

I'll come to your place.

About six?

Bye.

I wish sometimes you'd ring.

I wait for your calls.

The flat is so empty since...

I know, darling.

You miss her so much.

And I do think of
you all the time.

But you know how busy I am.

Now, what do you have for me?

Something big.

Ferguson is alive.

What about the news footage?

I saw the car explode.

There were only
dummies in the car.

It was remote controlled
from the car in front.

It was all a set-up.

Why?

I don't know.

He's going back to Europe.

Obviously he thinks something
else is gonna happen.

I'll try and get you
more information.

I don't give a damn what
happens to them, you know?

I used to but now.

Go into the bedroom, Nigel.

I'll be right there.

He saw him in the flesh!

You failed.

The entire operation
is in jeopardy.

What is going on?

That's what I intend to find out

from the man who will know.

Who is?

Sean Dillon.

You ever been to Venice?

No.

It's great.

You know what?
We'll go.

Maybe after that,
we'll fly to Ireland.

That's no fun, you've
been there already.

This time, I'll be with you.

You've been lonely, haven't you?

We forgot ice cream.

I'll get it.

Be careful.

Hurry back.

Good evening, Sean.

You oughta find yourself a hobby

and get you off the streets.

What's on your mind?

I've heard the rumors
of Ferguson's death

were greatly exaggerated.

They were.

How much does he know?

That you were behind
it, that's it.

Now, you listen to me.

I got myself a big payday
for arranging for you

to blow up a car with a
couple of dummies in it

and I got out.

For the love of a good woman.

That's right.

You oughta try it some time.

One little piece
of advice, Sean,

and that's friendly advice.

Stay out of it.

What's about to happen
will shake Britain.

Hell, it'll shake the world.

And if you try to stop
me, if I even see you

in the next few
weeks, the next bullet

will go through
your shirt pocket,

not into it.

Thanks.

But if I tried to stop
you, I think I know

where the next bullet would go.

Thanks for the souvenir.

Know what?

When this is all over, we'll
have a pint of Guinness

and talk over old times,
what do you think?

No!

Sean, I didn't mean to.

Sean?

How is she?

Bad.

I'm so sorry.

Is there anything I can do?

You have you own sorrows.

Mr. Dillon?

Would you like to
see her for a moment?

Excuse me.

I'm sorry I did this to you.

Dillon's out of the picture now.

Ferguson doesn't know
what's happening.

It'll go ahead as planned.

If you fail me again,
you are a dead man.

My operatives will see to that.

If you kill one, I will send 10.

If you kill 10, I will send 100.

Before the numbers
get too large,

let's remember we're
on the same side.

Dillon.

Please accept my condolences.

Thank you.

You okay?

I'm all right.

Engel knew you were alive.

I suggest you find out how.

Whatever he's planning he
said it would shock the world.

I'm back on the team.

For revenge?

Let's just say our
interests coincide.

Sean, wouldn't it be
better if you took a break?

Give yourself some time?

Welcome back.

How good is your inside source?

Very close to the action.

Can he keep tabs and
Ferguson's activity?

Absolutely.

Good.

I want everything he can get.

If that costs me money,
Dovotny will see to it.

It costs no money,

only my time.

I see.

So what do you do?

Lie back and think of Russia?

Yes.

And you?

You sleep only with
beautiful women you love?

Yes.

Is that interesting?

Of course.

In my private life,
that's what I do, too.

Then we have more in
common than we thought.

And we don't have to waste time

on anything other than business.

How can I help?

I want you to locate
someone for me.

His name is Danny Farmer, IRA.

Best weapons man they have.

He's so good he only surfaces
every five years or so.

The rest of the time,
he's in deep cover.

With the peace, I
imagine he's retired.

He'll be somewhere lenient.

Sounds like the sort you'd
be able to find yourself,

given your connections.

Yes, but I can't be seen
to be looking for him.

Dovotny will probably
have a file on him.

He has a daughter named Mary.

All right.

What else?

The schedule of royal
engagements for the next month.

If Dillon's right and Engel
does go to the East End

for supplies, that's
where we should be, too.

I've pulled files on
various likely types.

I'm sure most of these gentlemen
will be familiar to you.

Plaskett.

Strictly small town.

Anderson?

Hates the IRA.

Cochran, he's an
informant, isn't he?

Yes.

Engel would know that.

Flood.

We've been watching his
casino for the last few years.

Seems he's gone legit

or become very careful.

Got you.

He'll still know
everything that's stirring.

Get Dillon to check on him.

Did you know, sir, that
Dillon is on the edge?

That's where he
does his best work.

Have fun, sweetheart.

Come on, Billy.

You're very lucky, sir.

So they tell me.

Place your bets,
ladies and gentlemen.

I haven't heard
from you regarding

paying off your debt.

Jack, times are tough.

In the old days, when
the Arabs came here

dropping a 100 grand,
200 grand at time.

It was a different story.

I'm paying as much as I can.

It's not enough, Harry.

But what you going to do?

Get blood out of stone?

I can try.

No, there's no need for strife.

I have an alternative.

I have money that
needs to be processed.

A casino is a logical
place to do it.

I have been legitimate
four years now

and I intend to stay that way.

And I intend to
pay my debts, too.

But if you think I'm going
to launder your dirty money,

the answer's no.

I have come out of the gutter.

Now bug off.

Jack?

No offense.

None taken.

Look,

here.

My card for my funeral business.

Give it to your next of kin.

How you doing, my dear?

Lost every hand.

Nevermind, let's go home.

Already?

Can I stay until my luck turns?

I'm tired, my dear.

Let Billy play so we
can get back the money.

Oh, here you go.

The house can't
be lucky forever.

That's very true.

Harry.

Ugh, this must be reunion night.

Look, before you say anything,
I am totally straight.

If you've come to me
for the sort of thing

you used to ask
me for, forget it.

I'm here for information.

Well go buy an encyclopedia.

They come in those
CD-what's its.

You know, very easy
to use I think.

It's Engel.

He's in the market
for some supplies.

Now you want me to grass?

Look, I've got enough problems
of my own, believe me.

Like what?

You don't wanna know.

Try me, I'm a very curious guy.

Why do you--

oh, I get it.

One hand washes the other?

Something like that.

Jack Harvey was just here.

Jesus, he give me the creeps.

I think he must drink some
of that formaldehyde he uses.

He still number one
in the East End?

Yeah, the money he makes.

He could be a king but no,

he hides in that
damn funeral parlor.

So what's your problem?

Well Jack bank rolled
me in the old days

and I'm paying him back
but now, he wants to use

my operation to
launder his money.

Or he hinted.

Sort of hinted.

I'll be in trouble soon.

Here's what you do.

You call him back, you
say you'll cut him in

for half of what he wants.

What the hell do you care?

He's not gonna skim
enough to break you.

You're crazy.

And you be my eyes and ears

and you funnel me
some information.

Make it enough, I'll
make sure he goes away

for 20 years, you can do
whatever the fuck you want.

You're not crazy.

We have all our street
informants out there,

but it's quiet.

The calm before the storm.

What about the Ferguson leak?

We think it was the French.

Speaking of our Lord and master,

it's time.

The rather bland
official report said

that it was in the interest
of national security

that the public were led to
believe you were being killed.

Can you elaborate on that?

The deception was to allow
the government more time

to ascertain who
the terrorists were.

Was the Prime Minister aware

of this charade?

The Prime Minister is aware

of almost everything,
Christopher.

But wasn't this a cynical,
manipulation of the media?

Cynical, no.

A manipulation,
yes, and I must say

it's a refreshing change
to manipulate the media

for a good cause rather
than to be manipulated

by them for no greater
cause than to increase their

circulation or ratings.

Brigadier, unfortunately
we're out of time.

Thank you.

Always a pleasure, Christopher.

It's not often
Christopher Pressman

gets as good as he gives.

Bernstein.

I see.

Thank you.

It was the hospital.

My father.

I'm sorry.

It's a hard world.

You don't seem to mind too much

that I'm not a beautiful woman.

The change is as
good as the rest.

What's your story, comrade?

You're an unlikely
choice for all of this.

Beautiful French girl.

My mother was French.

My father, American.

They lived in New York.

My father was hunted out of
the States in the fifties

by the House on American
Activities Committee.

He and my mother moved
to Paris, then London.

I grew up with the principles
of the peoples' struggle.

And like they say, true
communism hasn't failed,

it hasn't been tried yet.

Sorry, when people talk
ideology, my eyes glaze over.

Can we talk business?

What do you have for me?

What else, I mean?

A lead on farmer.

He's in England.

Sussex.

We don't yet have
the exact address.

But we'll get it.

It's a matter of days.

Good.

I'll need a pilot's
license, too.

Light aircraft.

No problem.

How about that arms dealer
I asked you to check out?

Man is an informer.

As I thought.

We can vouch for one your list.

Jack Harvey.

I've worked with Jack before.

What's your connection?

Dovotny's doing
business with him.

A certain amount of the Russian
army's military supplies

seem to be disappearing.

There is such chaos
that no one's noticing.

And the proceeds are
funding Alexander Korchov's

Back To Basic campaign, right?

Korchov is the only one
who could build a Russia

that would once again
command respect.

It's all right,
comrade, calm down.

I'm on your side.

No, you're not.

You don't believe in anything.

You have nothing greater
than yourself to live for.

Any problems?

Most of these
items are in stock.

One or two have to
be special ordered.

Two weeks at the most.

Do you want me to work
up a price for you?

Yeah, just for the accounts.

You're fair, I know that.

Here's your down payment

plus your five percent
from the Joubert brothers.

I had a social call from
your friend, Dillon,

and now he's active
in London again.

What do you mean?

He's been seen hanging
around Harry Flood's casino.

And what the hell would
Sean want from Harry Flood?

You'll have to ask Harry that.

I think I will.

Thanks, Jack, I'll be in touch.

I made the deal
with Jack Harvey.

He's happy.

He's branching out to
a lot of new stuff.

I couldn't have asked for much.

I couldn't ask too much
but what I did pick up

is he's getting stuff
from the eastern block.

Weapons.

There's big money in that.

Now what about Engel?

What do you want me to do?

Say,
"Oh, by the way, Jack.

"My friend, Dillon, wants
to know if you're making

"a deal with Engel."

I don't care how you
do it, just do it.

What's in it for me
if I make a link?

You lead me to Engel,
I'll give you police files

on all Harvey's people.

Drug dealers, pimps,
arms handlers,

and when he goes down, you'll
have enough to keep him

off your back forever.

You can do all that?

You give me Engel,

I'll give you the world.

Where's Bernstein?

She had a message for me.

She's taking a
couple of days off.

Very close to her father.

Made me think about mine.

Collected butterflies.

I used to have a nightmare
that they'd come off the wall,

swarm all around us,
and smother us all.

Revenge.

And you still believe
the sins of our past

catch up with us?

Well, you don't
believe that, do you?

It's Flood.

He's found Engel.

If this works out,
I'm gonna need

some confidential police files.

That would be highly irregular.

Thanks for the hand.

Mordecai, is that you?

Mordecai, is that you?

Dillon, I'm glad to see you.

I bet you are.

Look, I know we had
an appointment, but...

Did you kill Mordecai?

It was either me or the fall.

How did they get to you?

Engel came here.

I'm sorry, Sean, I really am.

But now, I'm staying out of it.

Look, if I say anything,
they'll kill me.

Sean, I can't say anything.

Look, you killed Mordecai,
all right, fair enough.

But that's it.

Look, Sean--

look, Sean, you're bluffing.

I know this is your
favorite part--

What the hell did you
think you were doing?

I was thinking that it would
be good to catch Engel.

Do you enjoy doing
things like that?

We've had Flood's lawyers
all over the place.

This is supposed to be
a secret department.

The PM himself has been
on the phone this morning.

Well it's a good thing I
don't have a written contract.

Well, was it worth it?

What did you find out?

He's got the goods on the
premises, including Semtex.

At some point,
Engel's gotta show up.

Did he go ahead knowing you're
alive and you're on to him?

Yes, he doesn't have
enough time to start

with another dealer.

Flood could've bled to death.

Maybe.

It would have been murder.

He pays me to murder people!

That's enough!

What's done is done.

Harvey's place is already
under surveillance.

We go ahead with the raid
first thing in the morning.

No!

We keep it under surveillance.

If Engel shows up,
then we move in.

My objective is
to stop terrorism.

If we get the good
whole of Harvey's--

Yeah and 50 pounds of Semtex

will get the PM off your back.

That's not fair.

That's very fair, but
that's not my only thought.

We go ahead with the raid.

I thought the objective
was to get Engel?

Not at any price.

I picked you because you're
the same breed as Engel.

And when I don't need
you, you are gone.

But never

anywhere down the line, will
I let you call the shots.

That's my job.

Do we understand each other?

We always have.

Sean.

What?

Get some help.

Jack Harvery.

There's a raid scheduled for
your place tomorrow morning.

You're already
under surveillance.

You be quiet.

Don't move everything or
they'll know you were tipped off

so let 'em find something.

It doesn't matter who I am.

Someday I might need a
favor, then we'll meet.

Coming!

Come on in, Charlie.

What, Bernstein's not with you?

No, I didn't want her here.

From the look on your
face, it doesn't seem like

the raid on Jack Harvey's
place went as planned.

I'll let you get
away with that once,

on account of your age.

You tipped him off, didn't you?

Maybe.

We found just enough
to make it plausible,

not enough to nail him.

Very smart, that.

You are off the case.

That won't stop me.

I know it won't.

I hope you find
Engel and kill him.

If I didn't hope that, you'd
have already been arrested.

For what?

For whatever reason
I damn well please.

I am so sick of your
goddamn threats.

You do what you need to,

but I tell you this, if you
interfere with our efforts

for any reason at all,

I'll give the order

to have you killed.

Myself.

Do you doubt that I would do it?

No.

Not in a million years.

I'll leave you the way
you'll always be, Dillon.

Alone.

Another shot.

Start again, George.

Why don't you watch
where you're going?

What did you say?

I said, why don't
you watch yourself?

Maybe you should watch yourself.

Leave it.

No harm done, eh?

Why are you telling
me to leave it?

Why aren't you telling
him to leave it?

'Cause if you don't, it's
yourself we'll be carrying out.

You think I'm afraid
of this puxy bastard?

Forget it.

Enough, Sean.

Please.

I'm sorry.

He's a bully, I'll
take care of him.

Dillon?

Yeah?

Sean.

I didn't mean to hurt the woman.

It was an accident.

I don't wanna hear
any excuses from you.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

It's nothing I wanted.

She'd be alive if
it weren't for you.

She'd also be alive if
she hadn't fallen in love

with the wrong man.

For Christ sakes,
Sean, it just happened.

Things happen.

Yeah.

Well I'm coming for you.

Then one of us will be dead soon

and I wonder which one.

On the conclusion
of "Midnight Man."

Goes under the name
of Peter Mcintosh.

He's after the highest
tech rifle there is.

I think the hit is a local one.

Just do me one favor.

Kill Sean Dillon.

Don't worry.

That was already
part of the plan.

Danny, if that's you, that's
no way to greet a friend.

You've been telling
tales out of school.

And I wonder who you've
been telling 'em to.

I'll take full--

So what?

Don't turn your
bitterness on me, Sean.

I don't think you
have so many friends

you can afford to lose one.

Don't get yourself killed
now that I've found you.

Mary's taking a liking to you.

If you harm her,

I'll never forgive you.

I wouldn't, Danny.

This deed must not
be traced back to me.

Of course.

Therefore, any direct links--

Must be eliminated.

What do I have you want?

An act of terrorism is planned
to take place in England.

I have no interest
in terrorists.

You British,

you are the terrorists.

What about the queen?

At Windsor.

No official engagements.

That's it, then, it's Charles.

What the Syrians do
is their business.

You expect me to shed tears
for bonnie Prince Charlie?

There's a lock onto the target

for anything up to two miles.

The hit is on Prince
Charles tomorrow.

High powered rifle.

All right.

What else do you know?

The rifle.

There's a tiny metal pellet
that Engel's planning

to plant on the target somehow.

Perfect.

Someone once said,

"If a madman who
doesn't mind dying

"wants to kill someone, there's
no way of stopping him."

Engel's not after Charles,

he's gonna try to kill the boys.

Get a squad over there now!

Bingo.