Burn Notice (2007–2013): Season 2, Episode 6 - Bad Blood - full transcript

My name is Michael Westen.

I used to be a spy until--

- [ Man ] We got a burn notice
on you. You're blacklisted.
- [ Whistles ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you're burned,
you've got nothing--

no cash, no credit,
no job history.

- You're stuck in whatever city
they decide to dump you in.
- Where am I?

Miami.

You do whatever work
comes your way.

- You rely on anyone
who's still talking to you--
- [ Laughs ]

- a trigger-happy
ex-girlfriend--
- Should we shoot them?

an old friend
who used to inform on you
to the F.B.I.--



You know spies.
Bunch of bitchy little girls.

- Family too--
- Hey, is that your mom again?

- if you're desperate.
- Someone needs
your help, Michael.

Bottom line:
Until you figure out
who burned you,

you're not going anywhere.

[ Michael Narrating ]
When meeting a covert operative
for the first time,

the arrangements
can tell you a lot.

If they give you a map
and a photo, they trust you.

A place and a time--
they want to check you out
before they make contact.

A cryptic clue
like "tidy pelican"--

they've just got an irritating
sense of humor.

[ Timers Ticking, Beeping ]

[ Woman ]
You're not gonna win.

[ Boy ]
Go.



Next time, then.
You look like you
could use a partner.

"Tidy pelican."
Cute.

Carla wanted
to leave a harder clue
for the crossword.

You know how she
loves these things.

But I was worried it'd go
right over your head.

Love the shirt.
Careful.

The last man who insulted me
had to fish pieces of his tongue
out of a garbage disposal.

[ Laughs ]
I'm kidding. Sit.

Don't worry.
It's a nice, public place.

We're just two guys
talking, sport.
Call me Victor.

So what exactly
do you do, Victor?

You could think of me
as a wrangler.

I make sure the broncos
don't buck too much,
wander from the pen.

That kind of thing.
Like a rodeo clown.

[ Chuckling ]
Oh. You've been
a busy boy, Michael--

sneaking around town,
breaking into people's offices.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.
You've shown
a lot of initiative.

I've had a lot
of time on my hands.

We'd like to put your talents
back to good use.

We've got a little operation,
and you're gonna help.
And if I'm not interested?

Then I suppose
we turn the screws
until you get interested.

My advice is
don't make this more difficult
than it has to be.

Meet your new best friend.
This stays with you
at all times.

I call, you answer. And, no--
no, you do not get
a return number.

You know, I already have
plenty of these things.

And I'm not doing a job
until I hear what it is.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Sometimes, when you
meet a new operative,

it's a good idea to open
with an aggressive move.

I'm sorry.
That's not how it works.

You learn about people
when you make them
play defense--

their reflexes, weaknesses,
how they handle themselves
under pressure.

Keep smiling, sport.
Just two guys talking.

You'll tell me
about your bosses,
or I open your radial artery.

My guess is you'll tap out
in a minute, maybe two.

Mmm. Carla said
you might be difficult.

See, Mikey, the people we work
for, they're into the whole
"carrot and stick" thing,

and... I'm the stick.

[ Gun Cocks ]

.22-- it does
some nasty things up close.

It'll probably tumble around
your femoral artery,

your, uh-- your groin.

Now, I'm no expert, but, uh,
my guess is you tap out first.

[ Michael Narrating ]
And even if they're
able to counter,

it never hurts to know
how far they're willing to go.

** [ Man Singing Reggae,
Indistinct ]

New car, Sam?
[ Chuckles ]
Pre-owned.

After the breakup,
Veronica took the Caddy back,

so I used some
saved-up pension checks
and bought this baby.

It was tough,
but me and the Buick,
we're gonna get through it.

How'd your little
spy meet go?

Seems the folks
that burned me
want me for a new errand.

If the operative they sent
is any indication, it's--
it's heavy.

And if you take a rain check?
Oh, the usual.

They'll work their way
through my friends and family
with a nine-millimeter...

until I change my mind.

Sam, this, uh--
This could get bad.

I need someone to go stay over
at my mom's, just until
I figure out what's going on.

I wouldn't ask
unless it was serious.

Serious, like "don't finish
that beer" serious?

Or "go over there
right after you're done"--
[ Beeping ]

Hey, Madeline.

It's Sam Axe.
Oh, I'm okay.

You know, I've been staying
over at Mike's place...

ever since
Veronica and I broke up.

And, well, he's
getting tired of me
moping around,

and I just wanted to know
if I could stay
at your place for...

just a couple of days
while I'm on the mend.

Aw, thanks, Madeline.
Yeah, Mike wants
to talk to you.

Hey, Mom.

What are we up to here,
friend?
Whoa! Dude!

Little surveillance?
Planting a bug?

- Something more exotic maybe.
- What are you talking about?
I came to talk to Michael.

- I am a friend of the family.
- Mm-hmm. On your feet.

[ Madeline ] I found
the old V.C.R. in the attic.
It's good as new.

Just have to hook up
these little things
in the back.

Madeline,
there you are.
Hey.

Ricky, you met Sam.

Oh, yeah. We just
had the pleasure.

Ricky's older brother, Andre,
used to get in more trouble
with Michael.

They were like Frick and Frack.
Weren't they, honey?

Yes, they were, Mrs. Westen.
[ Chuckling ]
How about that, huh?

Ricky came by to see Michael,
but he was kind enough...

to help me install
my home theater system.

- So, how's it comin', Ricky?
- Well, actually, I think
it's time to upgrade.

Really? It's a perfectly
good machine.

Sam, what's this?

Well, he was at
your ma's house
when I got there.

Michael,
you remember Ricky.

Ricky.
Ricky Watkins.
Yeah.

Long time, right? I heard
you were back in town.
Looking good, man.

What's Andre up to?

- Twenty-five to life
up in Starke.
- That's too bad.

Ricky thought it'd be fun
for the two of you
to catch up.

- We've gotta get to that store.
- Oh, that V.C.R. situation.
That's right.

Righty-o.
Wow. We gotta do that.

What, you gonna--
We gotta pick this thing up.
A little shoppin'.

[ Madeline ]
You boys have fun,
okay?

How you been, Ricky?
Oh, man,
you wouldn't believe it.

You probably remember me
as that little screw-up kid,

tryin' to raise hell
like you and Andre used to.

It's not like that anymore.

Put myself through school,
got a business degree.

Head accountant,
Sweet Valentine Enterprises.

You know Valentine?
The hip-hop mogul?

Uh, the radio in my car
is broken, so--

Trust me, it's big.

The thing is, other day,
Valentine calls me
into his office,

tells me there's two million
missing from a charity account.

I said it must be a mistake
and I'll look into it.

Money's gone.

My name's
on all the records.

I'm being set up, man.

You have any idea
who might be behind it?

Eddie Ash--
Valentine's number two.

Only other cat
with access to the accounts.

He's been with Valentine
since the beginning.

He's the only guy
Valentine really trusts.

If I say anything,
I'm dead.

Dead?
That a figure of speech?

Valentine started
as a gangster.

If he thinks
I'm stealing from him--

Nah, I wouldn't last
15 minutes.

What you need, Ricky,
is a forensic accountant.

What I need
is Eddie's books, okay?

If I get the records,
I give 'em to Valentine--
I'm in the clear.

Eddie keeps 'em
locked up in his office.

And you want me
to go in there
and get it?

Look--
[ Sighs ]

I got $10,000 here.
That's everything I got,
and you can have it.

Let's see how the job
goes first, all right?

[ Fiona ]
You've really never
heard of Valentine?

Haven't had a lot of time
for musical exploration, Fi.

He has a clothing line too.
Lingerie, wonderful shoes.

- How much you payin' me
for this again?
- Bought you the espresso.

Mm-hmm.

- [ Man Rapping ]
* The man, the man, the man *
- [ Man #2 ] Deal you X.

* I'm-a bat you around *
* Yeah *

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around *
* Yeah *

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around *
** [ Women Vocalizing ]

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around *

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around *
* I'm so bad *

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around *

* I wanna bat you around *

* I'm-a bat you around **
* I'm so bad **

That's Eddie.
Not a bad way
to travel, huh?

We have to figure out
how we can get in,
check out his security.

[ Cell Phone Ringing,
Beeps ]
Ricky said-- Yeah.

[ Victor ]
Hollywood Beach--
15 minutes.

[ Beeps ]
Your new friend?
Chatty, isn't he?

I'm gonna have to take care
of this. Can you--
Run along.

Okay. Class is in session.
Now listen carefully.
I'm only gonna say this once.

There is a certain location.

And from this location,
an item is being shipped
to another location.

Whoa. Slow down.

Something is being shipped from
somewhere to somewhere else.
I think I follow.

Now, we're going to hijack
the something.

What's the something?

Oh, dear. Sounds like
someone's got a case
of the "need to knows."

Left untreated,
that could prove fatal,
Michael.

Dismissed.

Traffic is brutal
this time of day.

You should probably hustle
if you're headed back to, uh--

[ Beeps ]
Biscayne Boulevard.

[ Michael Narrating ]
You can use cell phone towers...

to triangulate the position
of someone's cell phone,

but you're going
to have problems
anytime they go out of range.

Use an enhanced G.P.S.,
on the other hand,

and you can pinpoint
their location in real time...

almost anywhere
on the face of the planet.

Try disconnecting a G.P.S.
wired into a phone's
motherboard,

you risk disabling
the phone.

A much simpler solution
is call forwarding.

Ricky's getting us
the security code,
[ Beeping ]

so that should take care
of the doors.

There are cameras
all around the building
though.

What kind of cameras?
Wireless. Nothing
too hard to handle.

Of course, the tactical support
I'm giving you will cost you.

I need new shoes.
You've got
plenty of shoes.

Now that I'm
on the open market,
I need more.

- [ Sirens Blaring ]
- [ Man ] Go! Go! Come on, man!

[ Michael Narrating ]
If you want
to empty a building,

pulling a fire alarm
is useless.

No one pays attention
unless they're actually
on fire.

A bomb scare
next door to your target
strikes the right balance.

Everyone clears out
and then pays attention
to the other building.

Impressive, Fi.
What did you tell them?

That I was
a disgruntled customer,

disgruntled enough to hide
a remote-activated explosives
device in the ladies' room.

They're evacuating
the entire block before
they look for it. Bye.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Most modern bomb squads are
equipped with an R.F. jammer.

It blocks a wide spectrum
of radio frequencies,

preventing people
from detonating bombs
by remote control.

It'll block all electronic
transmissions in the area--

cell phones, for example--

- [ Siren Wailing In Distance ]
- or wireless security cameras.

[ Beeping ]

The interior locks
in an office suite
are usually low-end--

just there to keep
white-collar workers
from stealing coffee cups.

File cabinet locking bars,
on the other hand,

are a more serious
security measure.

Their main vulnerability
is that they depend
on people's faith in padlocks.

People have too much faith
in padlocks.

[ Shutter Clicking ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Horns Blaring ]
[ Loud Chatter ]

Hey! Hey!
Why the hell
you out here?

The cops said we had to leave.
There's a bomb in the building.

I don't care if there's
a mushroom cloud. You're paid
to guard the building.

Now get your asses in there
and guard it. Now!

- [ Clatter ]
- Y'all hear that?

[ Man #2 ]
Yeah. What was that?

Think it came
from in here.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Air ducts in a modern office
are 18 inches wide.

So if you need to make
a quick escape and you're
older than four, you won't fit.

A more viable option
is the subceiling.

Once you're in the subceiling,
you can get to a bathroom
or closet...

and make your way out
from there.

[ People Chattering ]
Uh-uh. This--
This can't be right, man.

There was nothing
in the files?

- You sure
you looked everywhere?
- I'm sure, Ricky.

Valentine is asking questions.
I don't think I can
hold him off much longer.

Eddie has a prospectus
for a tanning salon.
He's got another for a car wash.

He's shopping for a way
to launder his money.

He did a pretty good job
of making it look like
you stole the money.

But if he suddenly
has two million dollars
in his bank account--

- People are gonna
ask questions.
- Exactly.

He's looking
for a front business--

a way to make it look
like he actually
earned this money.

So he needs to clean his money.
How does that help me?

I'm gonna talk to Eddie.

I'm gonna convince him
he should wash his money
with me.

And that is something
you can take to Valentine.

Okay.

I just want
an introduction, Barry.

Chances are good that
this guy, Eddie, is talking
to friends of yours.

I just want
to make my pitch.

The next day, you do
the Michael Westen thing.

Stuff starts exploding,
and everyone's saying,

"Hey, Barry, wasn't that guy
a friend of yours?"

Sorry. No can do.
Sam's working up
a cover I.D. for me.

I'm just a guy
from out of town,
a friend of a friend.

The blow won't
get back on you.
I give you my word.

I guess I could work it
through some intermediaries.
Yes.

Doable.
Yes.

Expensive.
How much?

To get someone to vouch for you,
put you in the room
with the guy-- say five grand.

Promise nothin' will happen
to him, maybe I can do three.
Five it is.

Okay.

Oh, Mike. Good timing.
Check this out.

Madras curry.

Just take a little bit.
Little sippy sip.

Mmm! Huh?

Your mom's got me
into these cooking shows.
It's addictive as hell.

Oh.
Mmm.

[ Whispering ]
How's the "protecting her
from danger" show?

Mmm. I do a perimeter check
once an hour.

I just say that I need
some alone time to ponder
the whole Veronica thing.

Works like a charm.

- What are you boys
whispering about?
- Nothing, Mom.

Okay.

Sam, did you get a chance
to do that cover I.D. for me?

You're Jimmy Glynn--

flashy real estate developer/
cash churner.

I threw in some vague
Boston mob connections
just for good measure.

What did I do--
Oh. Here we are.

Here's your business card.
You're all set, brother.

** [ Man Rapping, Indistinct ]

** [ Continues ]

[ Michael Narrating ] When
you're working a target, it's
all about getting a good read.

What makes him tick?
Is he insecure?
Does he have something to prove?

You might only have
a few seconds--
What up?

but it all factors
into your approach.

- Eddie Ash! Right?
- You must be Jimmy.

Good to meet you, brother.
Yeah, guy. Yeah.

You're in the music business,
right? What are you--
a performer, a rapper?

I hear the ladies go crazy
for the music types. Am I right?
I'm in management.

Oh.
I'd rather not talk about my
business, if you don't mind.

Not at all. I hear that a lot
in my line of work.

Let's get some drinks.
Sweet-- Oh! Whoo!
[ Woman ] Hey.

- Johnnie Walker Blue on the
rocks for me and my friend.
- You got it.

Be right back.
Wow. They don't make 'em
like that in Beantown.

I hear you have a pretty good
real estate thing
going on there.

Word is you're the best
in the business.
Yeah. You hear right.

But in my line of work,
you gotta move
with the economy.

Now, I understand
you wanna wash some bills.

I might.
I might not.

- You're careful.
I like that.
- Here you go.

So, look,

what if I told you
you could get a return on
your investment in six months,

comes back clean, untraceable,
plus a 30% to 40% profit,
minus my cut?

[ Chuckles ]
I'd ask about the catch.
No catch.

You get me,
by the end of the week,
two million dollars.

Two million? This week?
[ Scoffs ]

No worries, brother.
Yeah, I hear this a lot.

Fella's got a couple
hundred G's to move.

Thinks he's a player,
and he comes to Jimmy.

Well, Jimmy's a seven-figures,
deep-end-of-the-pool
kind of guy.

When you take off your floaties
and wanna do some real business,
you come to me.

I'm gonna get the check.
Hey, hey.
All right, all right.

It's not about the money.
All right? Sit.

Come on. Sit. It's just
the time frame is all.

What can I say?
My investment group,
we move fast.

This is big-time, Eddie.

Well, I'd need to see
where this real estate is.

I'm not
investing in something
if I can't see it.

I wouldn't want you to.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
There's nothing in the world
easier to get into...

than an empty condo
that's been on the market
for six months.

[ Chattering ]

Never mind picking the lock.
You can just call
and ask for the keys.

The way the Florida market
is right now,
it's a gold mine.

I'm negotiating right now
for this piece.

I can pick this place up
for 10, 15 cents
on the dollar.

Yeah, but it's empty.
Yeah, that's the point.

Eddie, listen.
I take your cash
under the table.

I buy granite countertops,
new appliances, new carpetin'.

We flip the property.
'Cause there's no receipts.
There's no records.

All that money
comes back to you
squeaky clean.

All right.
I'll think about it.
Don't think too long.

I got a couple of guys
lookin' to move on this
in 48 hours.

[ Cell Phone Beeps ]
Are you in?
Are you gonna be in?

[ Beeps ]
Look at me.
You in?

I gotta go. I gotta run.
I'll be in touch.

Eddie. It's not gonna last.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

Yeah, Rick.

Valentine is calling everyone
into the conference room...

for an emergency meeting
in 10 minutes, and he is pissed.

That must be where
Eddie's heading.
What's going on?

I don't know,
but it is not good.
What do I do, man?

It's a risk, but if you run,
you'll be running
for the rest of your life.

- It's your call.
- All right. I'll go.

Leave the phone on.
I'm gonna go get Fi.
We're gonna be listening in.

You got my back on this?
We're gonna do
the best we can.

But if it looks like
something's going bad
down there, get out.

[ Sighs ]

We should go in there.
One or two bullets
in the right place--

I think storming the building
is probably not good for Ricky
long term, Fi.

The meeting's starting.
[ Man On Cell Phone ]
Loyalty.

Respect.

Standin' tall.

These are the bricks I used
to build this label
from the street up.

Without 'em,

these platinum records
got no place on my wall.

[ Group Murmurs ]

Y'all a jumpy bunch today.

Anybody in here
got a reason
to be jumpy?

Last chance
to come clean, people.

No? I'm disappointed.

Though I can't say
I'm surprised.

- Marcus.
- Hmm?

- You recognize this.
- [ Chuckles ]

Aftershock's debut album--
double platinum.

- Whose logo is that
on this record?
- Yours.

Mines. And whose signature
is on your paychecks?

Yours, Valentine.

That's right. So explain to me
why you told Static Records...

you could deliver Aftershock
if they brought you
into the fold.

Static Records?
Man, I don't even--
[ Stammers ]

- Oh.
- What--

Eddie saw you kickin' it
at they offices.

You take my artists--
you take the cash
out my pocket.

Eddie, what do I do
to thieves?

What you have to,
Valentine.

What I have to.
Rick. What you think?

I think you're
in a conference room
full of witnesses, V.

[ Laughs ]
My man, always appealing
to my better half.

You know what, Marcus?
Get your ass outta here.

You forgettin' something,
homey?

You wanted my record,
right?

- Take it!
- [ All Exclaim ]

[ Michael ]
Hold on.

[ Man ]
Damn, Valentine.

- Somebody come clean this up.
Everybody out.
- [ All Exclaiming, Murmuring ]

Now! Let's go!

Fi.

Except you, Rick.

[ Shotgun Cocks ]
Wait. Damn it.

Fi.

You figure out
what happened
to that "guac," Ricky?

Yeah. Looks like
it was a bank error.

I-I'm taking care
of it, V.

Wait.

Two days. I need
to see that cash.

Stand down.

- Tell me you heard that.
- Yeah, we heard that.

Sounded like Eddie
was letting Valentine know
who he can trust.

So when Valentine
finds that money gone,

there's no question
it's me that gets capped.

I'm not gonna
let that happen.
I'm meeting Eddie tonight.

- ** [ Dance ]
- [ People Chattering ]

These are just
Boston numbers.

Miami numbers
are gonna be even better.
Bigger slide in the market.

I know this is
a big move for you, Eddie,
but I need a decision now.

[ Exhales ]
I need to approve
spending.

I want to know
where my money is
at any given point.

You got it, brother.
[ Sighs ]

For me?
But I didn't--
Uh-huh.

Would you, uh, hold this
for a second?

Victor,
you should have called.

I can't figure out
how you misunderstood.

This stays with you
at all times.

You ever pull
another stunt like that,
Michael, and, uh-- [ Chuckles ]

Well, don't pull
another stunt like that.

A Chevy Impala's
parked outside. We're going
for a little ride tomorrow.

Doesn't that sound
like fun?
I'm busy tomorrow.

Yeah. You have been
spreading yourself
kind of thin lately.

I was just talking
to your waitress,
Michelle. Great gal.

She tells me you're getting
into real estate now too.

You're a wicked skinner.
You know that, Jimmy?

I talk to you,
now I got the F.B.I.
crawlin' all over the place.

Oh, who's this--
another investor?

Tell him if he don't want
the feds camped out
in his backyard,

he should stay
the hell away
from Jimmy Glynn.

So did that, uh,
help clear up your schedule?

See you tomorrow, pal.

Whoa, hold on. Hold on.
So he's not gonna move
the money now?

He thinks I'm under
F.B.I. investigation.
F.B.I.

I'm running
out of time here, man.

Valentine said, what,
48 hours?

The most important thing
is for you to stay calm.
Fi, can you--

Yeah, I'll take care
of him.

Ricky, we need to talk.

Do you get much of a discount
on Valentine's clothing line?

[ Michael Narrating ]
When your cover's compromised,
[ Tires Squealing ]

often the best defense
is a good offense.

Admit nothing, deny everything.
Make counteraccusations.

You friggin' dubber.
I oughta wring your neck.

What the hell
did you do to me?
What are you talkin' about?

I talk to you, and suddenly--
feds on my ass.

What are you saying?
What do you have
to say about that?

They came to my office.
They came to my place
of business.

What? The F.B.I.?
Are you serious?
Do I look like I'm joking?

Now I gotta kill my deals.
All my investors are lost.

I gotta move my money
offshore.

Do you know how much
of a bath I'm gonna take...

for puttin' my money away
where the feds can't find it?

Plus my sterling reputation.

Now I'm gonna
ask you this just once.
[ Gasping ]

Did you say anything
to them?

[ Whimpering ]
No. No, I didn't.

They didn't talk to me.
I swear. I swear.

All right.
Let's keep it that way.
[ Exhales ]

Luckily,
movin' money offshore
is a Jimmy Glynn speciality.

I'm sorry about the suit.
We gotta stick together
on this, pal. Okay?

But if you hear anything,
you see anything,
you talk to me.

You call me.
Understood?
Yeah, I understand.

Okay.
[ Gasps ]

[ Beeps ]

Sam, I need a favor.

I need you to take my mom
on a field trip.

I gotta go see what
this Victor project's
about.

[ Chattering ]

That's what it's all about.
All right, man.

See you around
Bye.
Yeah, bye.

** [ Salsa:
Man Singing In Spanish ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
Once somebody's
watching for cops,

they see them everywhere.

Anyone in dark sunglasses
is F.B.I.

Any car with tinted windows
is a tail.

Their paranoia does most
of the work for you.
[ Shutter Clicking ]

I still don't see the point
of driving around, taking
pictures of hotels and condos.

I mean, you really want
to find a new place,

you know, you're gonna
have to eventually
go inside one, Sam.

I know. I know.
It's just that,
if I do--

[ Shutter Clicking ]
then it means it's really
over with Veronica.

It's just one of those
psychological things,
you know?

I know. I know. I went through
the same stuff when Frank died.

And it's hard,
but you gotta move on.

I'm just not ready.

[ Victor ]
Our shipment's coming in
tomorrow afternoon.

It'll be held in one
of those loading bays there
awaiting transfer.

I'll go in
and cut the bolts
on the door...

and remove the object
while you babysit the car
and play lookout.

We've got an hour window,
maybe less.

You sure you don't
want me to grab it?

Give you a chance to peek?
Nice try though.

We'll drive to the drop,
go our separate ways.
You ditch the car. Questions?

- Just one. What are we taking?
- It's bigger than a bread box,
but it'll fit in the trunk.

That's all
you need to know, sport.

That is not
all I need to know, Victor.

How heavy is the cargo?

Are we talking about
a big metal container
or something fragile?

If it's explosives,
it will affect how I drive.

Wooden crate. No explosives.
Don't worry your pretty
little head.

- What about the guards?
- If they come by,
you give me the heads-up.

- And then?
- [ Cocks Gun ]

I take care of them.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Knowing what someone wants...

can tell you a lot
about who they are.

So if what they want comes
in a wooden crate you're not
going to be allowed to open,

you might have
to turn your trunk
into a makeshift X-ray machine.

The tube from an old TV set
is a good place to start.

As part
of the projection process,
they emit X-rays.

They're meant to handle
around 30,000 volts.

Any more than that,
and they'll cook your eyes
with radiation.

So pump a hundred thousand volts
into one from a Taser,

and you won't be able
to diagnose a hairline
fracture,

but you'll get the basic idea.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

[ Clears Throat ]
Yeah. Jimmy here.

It's Eddie.
We need to meet. Now.

It's just like
you said, Jimmy.

The F.B.I.'s tailing me.
They're taking pictures.

Before, you said that you
could move cash offshore?

Well, with the feds circling,
I got enough heat
movin' my own money.

Uh, oh--

Please, man.
You gotta help me.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Criminals are, as a rule,
paranoid and self-serving.

So if you're using
a criminal cover I.D.,
you can't be too helpful.

Sorry. I wish I could
help you, guy. I really do.

But it's risky,
too risky.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Luckily, you can usually
count on the other guy...

not to let you off easy.

All right. Well--
You know, if the feds
take my money,

then, uh, I guess
I'll have to talk to them.

And they seem pretty interested
in you, so it might be too risky
to keep my mouth shut.

Hey, hey, hey.
No need for that.

How do the Seychelles
sound to you?

I got a bank out there
works with me.

Fine. That sounds fine.

I just have one more
loose end to tie up
before I move the money.

Whoa. Loose end?
You said nobody else knew.

They won't, not for long.

I got guys taking care of it
right now.

Good for you. Look at you.
Look at you movin' up.
Right?

Hey, we should have a party now.
I should call some ladies,
have 'em come over.

Let's toast. Get me a bottle.
Get a new bottle out here.
All right.

Sound good?
Sounds great.

[ Beeping, Line Ringing ]

Fi, get over to Ricky's.
Eddie's sending a hit squad.

Yeah. You call Ricky.
You tell him to stay low,
find a good hiding place.

If he shows up,
they're gonna kill him.
I'll bring some firepower then.

No, no, no.
It can't look
like you're helping him.

Do something else--
anything else.
Just do it now.

Watch yourself.
See anything?

- [ Michael Narrating ] In any
kind of covert operation,
- [ Horn Honking ]

one of the toughest challenges
is using information that
you're not supposed to have.

If going in guns blazing
will blow your cover,

sometimes you've gotta
get creative.

I know you're in there, Ricky!
You come on out
and face me like a man!

- Under the right circumstances,
a well-placed rock...
- [ Alarm Blaring ]

is as good as a bullet.
Come on!

[ Alarm Continues ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]

The good news is Eddie believes
he's being investigated
by the F.B.I....

and wants to move
the money.

The bad news is
he's not gonna do it
with you still alive, Ricky.

So the only way
to clear my name
is to die a violent death?

Great.

Eddie has a Ricky problem.
We'll help him solve it.

Can you find out
when Valentine's
leaving the office today?

- Yeah.
- [ Beeps ]

Sam, I need a favor. Can you
stash my mom someplace safe
for a couple of hours?

[ Car Alarm Chirps ]

Hey. I reached out
to some of my people.

I found the source
of your F.B.I. problem.

It's an accountant
named Ricky Watkins.

Yes! Damn it! Damn it!

If you're gonna move the money,
you're gonna have
to take him out.

I know.
That's the loose end
I was talking about. Okay?

I sent guys, but his girlfriend
showed up or something.
The whole street saw 'em.

Looks like somebody's
gonna have to get
his hands dirty.

What, you mean me?

- Do it myself?
- I got a gun. I stole it
from a coke dealer in Boca.

Anybody traces it,
it looks like Ricky was stealin'
to buy into the drug business.

You'll get away clean,
but you gotta do it right now.

Oh, yeah, all right.
I get it.

Can't do anything for yourself.
Been living off of Valentine's
table scraps for too long.

Hey. You call this
table scraps?

This? It's limited edition.
Ten people in the world
have this watch.

- [ Laughs ]
- What's so funny?

Yeah, you got the car.
You got the watch.

But you're still livin'
like a rat in the shadows,

not mannin' up
to your business.

- You shut your mouth!
- What are you gonna do?

You gonna wait for your guys
to come back into town...

and hide behind them
like a rat while
they shoot-- [ Groans ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
One of the most difficult
skills to master in combat...

is taking a dive.

Sometimes an operation demands
that you lose a fight.

But it's the hardest thing
in the world...

to see the opening
and let it go.

[ Grunts ]

All right, all right!
Okay, okay, okay!

I can take care of my business
just fine! Let's do this.

All right?

Where's the gun?

Merci beaucoup.
Sugar blooms.

[ Sam ]
Hey. I think
I know you. Huh?

Aren't you the singer-rapper?
Valentino? Valentine?

- Yeah.
- I just got one thing
to say to you.

You're what's wrong
with our country, pal.

You call that music?
[ Grunting ]

- What's going on there?
- First of all, what do you
listen to, old-timer?

Barbara Mandrell.
Nothing wrong with that.

Kenny G., Captain & Tennille.
That's, like, too gangster
for me right there, man.

I got something for you
right here-- a melody.

- Get this fool out my face.
- Oh. Oh. Oh, are these
your gangstas?

This is cool.
Am I gonna get whacked?

I'm hip-hoppin' now, man.
Look at me.

[ Gun Cocks ]
Bonjour.

[ Grunting ]

Uh-uh.

Wanna take a ride,
sugar bloomers?

What the hell
are you doing here?
Aw, come on, man.

Go. Get in.

Move.
What's up, man?

Get down! Get down!
Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.
Listen to me.

All right? You don't
have to do this.

There's still time.
We can make this right.

No one needs to know.
[ Laughs ]

Yeah, I almost wish
they did know.

You couldn't have
pulled off that scam,
not in a million years.

That was beautiful.
That was mine.

I never did anything to you.
Why are you doing this to me?

Oh, man. This is
your fault, Ricky.

Why'd you have to push it?
Why'd you have to go
to the feds?

- Because it's not your money.
- The hell it isn't!

I built that company.
Me!

Valentine was rappin'
for pocket change
when I met him.

- I sold his CDs out of a van.
- He trusted you.
He loved you.

Loved me? He made
a half a billion dollars.

Me? I'm a financial adviser
with a weekly paycheck.

Yeah. "Oh, here, Eddie,
take this car."

"Eddie, you know what,
have a watch."
Table scraps.

You know, between
me and you, Ricky--

I don't even like
the music anymore.
I can't stand it.

I gotta say,
it feels good
to do this myself.

I should've
stepped up like this
a long time ago.

What the hell?

Oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no.

- Please.
- Everybody out.

- Valentine.
- Except you, Eddie.

No. Wait, wait.
[ Stammers ]

Hey. Hey, man.
It's me, man.
It's me.

Let's talk.
Go ahead, talk.

- It's not like it looks, man.
- Yeah, I see that.

So your boy, Eddie, took a ride
with Valentine on his yacht.

Didn't come back.

And I believe I owe you guys
a little more than "Thank you."

Oh, no.
That's not necessary.

On the other hand,
Fi needs new shoes.

Cover our expenses,
we'll call it even.

That work for you?
Mm-hmm.

I'm not gonna forget this,
Michael.

You ever need anything--
I mean anything.

Just say hello
to your brother for me.

That's a deal.

The incendiary rounds
you asked for.

Sounds like you're planning
quite a party.

You sure you don't
need a date?
Victor's an "invite only" type.

He's willing
to make a few corpses just
to get his hands on that box.

I need to be able
to take a look inside...

without him turning this thing
into a bloodbath.

So shoot Victor
and take a look.
What's the problem?

I take out
one of their operatives,

and then
everyone I care about's
in danger, including you.

No. I want this to go off
without a hitch.

And that's where
these come in?

Just... wish me luck.

Cute gun.
Look at you.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Notorious for causing
brush fires,

12-gauge incendiary rounds
create a small explosion
that burns at 3,000 degrees.

It'll also stop a car
pretty well.

People don't drive
when their tires
are on fire.

* Throw your hands up
and say what *

- * Are you ready for this
I know you can't resist *
- Hey! Hey!

* But we are bringin' it
so throw your hands up
and say what *

[ Michael Narrating ]
Water sealant is a common sight
around Miami...

where it's used
to protect buildings
from hurricane flooding.

It's also extremely flammable,
which means it can be useful
in other ways too.

* Are you ready for this
I know you can't resist *

* But we are bringin' it
so throw your hands up
and say what *

* Are you ready for this
I know you can't resist *

* But we are bringin' it
so throw your hands up
and say what *

* Another sold-out arena
Everybody see ya *

* And your name
is up in lights *

* It's the American dream-a
Everybody needs ya *

* And your name
is up in lights *
* Right now *

* When the sky get rockin'
you know
it ain't stoppin' *

* And your name
is up in lights *
* Right now *

* From the front to the back
Can you feel it
when it's time *

- * Throw your hands up
and say what **
- There he goes!

Get him! Stop!

- [ Gunshots ]
- [ Shouting ]

[ Victor ]
I don't like
your field tactics.

I don't like your whining.
Are you gonna pout all night?

A little harmless gunfire
attracts less attention
than a double homicide.

I warned you what would happen
if you pulled another stunt,
Michael.

But that one--
[ Laughing ]
had some style.

[ Grunts ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Exclaiming ]

[ Sighs ]
Bet you're dying
for a peek inside, aren't you?

No. You know what
you're meant to know.

That's how it works.
Right, Victor?

You're learning, Michael.
I'll see you around.

[ Engine Starts ]

Osso buco--
newest weapon
in my arsenal.

[ Chuckles ]
Not bad, Sam.

Bon appétit.
Ooh, I gotta get going.

I got an appointment
to check out a townhouse.

Looks right into
a yoga studio.

I'm proud of you, Sam.
That's a big step.

Thanks, Maddy.
See you guys around.

Uh, Sam? Didn't you
forget something?

Ooh. Looks like bullets.

[ Chuckles ]
I found them
in your pants.

I heard them rattling around
in the washing machine
when I was doing your laundry.

Yeah-- nine-millimeter.

Uh, hey, I--
I don't know
what to say.

I'd say nothing.
Nothing's good.
Go with nothing.

I hope Sam wasn't
too much trouble, Mom.
[ Door Opens, Closes ]

We had a lovely time.

But the next time, Michael,
that you want someone
to babysit me, just tell me.

Mom, I--
What, you didn't think
I was gonna figure it out?

He insisted on coming
to aqua aerobics with me.

I'm sorry he had
to see that.
Hmm.

Thank you, Michael--

trying to protect me
from... whatever it was.

Did you bring the thing?

My friend
from the veterinary clinic...

said she'd never
seen a species
quite like this one.

[ Exhales ]

Sniper rifle.

It's an awful lot of trouble
to go through for a gun.

Must be
for quite the occasion.

And they sure
don't want me
to know what it is.