Chaos (2011): Season 1, Episode 4 - Two Percent - full transcript
I'm Agent Rick Martinez.
Let me be the first to
welcome you to the CIA.
And this is the story of
America's great house of spies.
You've heard of office politics?
Ours come with poison
pills and guns.
Spy trap.
I knew this was going
to be a fiasco.
I've been assigned to a
special covert unit,
conceived to go
where others can't,
to do what others won't,
whether the mission's
authorized or not.
We each have our own
special skill, Martinez.
I lead, Billy charms people,
Casey hurts people,
and you translate.
We are the ODS, last of
the old-school spies.
Morning.
Martinez, what would you do if
I tried to kill you right now?
Excuse me?
If I lunged at you with deadly
intentions, what would you do?
I, uh... I really don't know.
Unacceptable answer.
This is the CIA. You
need to know this.
We live in a world where a man
has be able to defend his life
at a moment's notice
using only his wits and
whatever lies within reach.
Yeah? Well, what if I
came at you right now?
What would you do?
I'd fling that hot
coffee in your eyes,
bust that coffee pot
across your face,
and use the broken glass
to sever your jugular.
That's crazy.
No one goes around thinking
psychotic ideas like that.
The good ones do.
Really? Really.
Hey, guys, if I tried
to kill you...
- Kick your knees out,
- I'd grab those three
beat you with that chair, and stick
them up through your soft palette,
and roll up this newspaper and choke
you with it. - ...like a catfish.
See? Now sit down, and think
of ways to murder me.
What are you two looking at?
Appears to be a massive
intelligence leak.
Someone intercepted internal
communications between HQ
and operatives working out
of our Hong Kong division.
Then they posted them on line
for all the world to see.
Hong Kong? Mm-hmm.
How serious is the leak?
Overflowing.
Mission details
have been posted,
operatives' names are
out; station houses...
There is a dark cloud over the
pearl of the orient today.
Gallstone surgery?
Yes. Director Higgins is having a
laparoscopic cholecystectomy as we speak.
Well, how long will he
be out of the office?
Three to five days. Poor guy.
Hope he's feeling better.
You realize, Deputy Director,
that in a situation like this...
That I assume the role
of acting director?
Yes, I am aware of
the pecking order.
I'll just keep my head down and learn
how to forge Higgins' signature.
Clearly you haven't heard.
Is there a problem?
A substantial security breach.
Our entire Hong Kong
operation is in jeopardy.
We're kind of in crisis.
Because of these leaks,
we've had to disengage every
mission in the region,
and pull every operative
back stateside.
We've accounted for all
our people except one.
Linda Phillips.
We lost contact with her
roughly one hour after
the story broke on line.
Maybe the Chinese have her.
The Chinese would have called if
they had her in their custody.
They're gloaty like that.
Where's Higgins, by the way?
Uh, gallstones.
So you're...
The new Higgins.
Lady Higgins.
Phillips was the lead operative
of Operation Tea Tree.
They were investigating
an al Qaeda money
laundering operation.
So she could be running
from terrorists
as well as Chinese intelligence.
If al Qaeda gets ahold of her,
she's going to wish she ended
up in the hands of the Chinese.
At least they have some respect
for diplomatic channels.
We'll go in and get her.
I was stationed in Hong Kong
for two and a half years.
I know every rock to turn over.
If anybody can find Operative
Phillips, it's me.
Send the ODS.
Operative Malick,
that's the most words
I've ever heard you say.
I... And I agree.
Which is why I called you here.
You're sending us?
What's the catch?
There is no catch.
I think the ODS would be
the best ones for the job.
If I may say, I spend a lot of
times at Director Higgins' side,
I know the director very well,
and I can say with
some confidence
that he'd be wary
of this scheme.
It's not what the
director would do.
Well, she just did it.
I like this lady Higgins.
Hong Kong... the food,
the technology.
One day they'll finally invent
a noodle phone I can eat
and I shall die a happy man.
The dead drop
point's just ahead.
If Operative Phillips
were in trouble
and needed to get off the grid
she'd know to leave
a message there.
Anything? No. Empty.
We'll have to keep looking.
But where?
There are 18,000 people per
square mile in this city.
I know where to find her.
Linda keeps a place
off the books.
"Linda"?
How do you know about
this off-the-books place?
I spent a lot of time there.
We had a relationship...
years ago.
And you're just choosing
to tell us this now?
I didn't think it was
vital to this mission.
Now it clearly is.
So maybe you don't think
it's vital to this mission,
but as you well know,
sharing is vital
to our partnership.
We worked together, and
then it grew into more.
There's no story here.
Ah, spoken like
a man with a story.
I'm glad you guys are
enjoying yourselves,
but we're burning daylight.
- So this was your love nest?
- For a time.
- And then?
- Then it turned into a hornet's nest.
Can we can the Q & A session?
I'm not asking you these
questions just for the sake
of making you uncomfortable.
I am.
We have every right to know
what we're walking into here.
Yeah. Will there be
hugging, fighting?
Does she hate you now?
Look, we were together for
two years and three months.
It was an intense connection,
and then it wasn't.
Bottom line... she and I
are both professionals
and we will act as such,
all right?
She is definitely
still living here.
I can smell the scented
candles through the door.
Balsam and cedar.
Casey?
Hi, Linda.
Get off of him.
You okay?
What are you doing here?
The agency sent us to get
you out of Hong Kong.
Well, they shouldn't have.
'Cause I'm not going anywhere.
So why didn't you leave a
message at the dead drop?
Because when the leak hit,
I knew that HQ would recall
everybody from Hong Kong.
But that's not happening to me.
I'm too close to quit.
Too close to what?
To finally getting Kwan.
Who's that?
Some might say a figment
of the imagination.
A boogeyman, if you will.
That thing that goes
bump in the night.
He's a man... A flesh
and blood man,
who finances terrorist
organizations
all over the world.
Extremely elusive.
Up until now, the man
has been a phantom.
Nobody even knows
what he looks like.
But tomorrow night, we will.
Last month I tagged some cash,
went shopping for handbags...
The traceable money
ended up in the hands
of an al Qaeda cell in Jakarta.
And you tracked it back
to one of these companies
that makes knock-off bags.
It was Kwan's company,
I'm sure of it.
And if I drop out now,
Kwan will just disappear.
And money will keep
pouring into al Qaeda.
So if you think you're going
to take me back to the States
because of CIA politics,
you'll need pepper spray
and some duct tape.
Spirited lady.
I can see why he went for you.
I think your boyfriend needs
to be running along, Linda.
His name is Joseph Chang.
He's my asset here.
Suppose we were
open to staying on.
How do you plan to
complete the mission?
I work in the export business.
I know the factory
where the knock-offs
are manufactured.
This is where Kwan will meet
with his backers tomorrow night.
You see, Swan is looking
to expand his operation.
And a move like that
requires a face-to-face
with his backers.
So we sneak in, we
record Kwan in the act,
and then we turn him over
to the Chinese authorities.
I'd better go.
Really, Linda?
Cavorting between the
sheets with your asset?
It's funny... I
remember cavorting
with a certain operative
every night for two years.
But you didn't seem to mind me
bending the rules back then.
Must be such a burden being the
arbiter of sexual protocol.
Excuse me.
Every night for two years?
Why are you doing this?
You have Operative Phillips.
Your mission is complete.
But her mission isn't.
Those cables were leaked
on purpose by Kwan
because he knew she was
getting too close.
I'm telling you we have
this guy on the ropes.
I only sent you there to
look for one operative.
And we can bring
you that operative
plus a major money smuggler
and terror financier.
I'd say that's a hell of a
return on your investment.
Okay, fine. Do it.
Yes?
Director Higgins is
still recovering,
but perhaps we
should apprise him
of your actions in his absence.
Perhaps. But I have something
else I need you to do for me.
Go into my office.
In my desk in the top
right-hand drawer,
you'll find an object.
Um, it's a little
rubber stress reliever.
You know, the kind of toys
where if you squeeze
it, they eyes pop out?
I want you to squeeze it
about a thousand times
until you chill the hell out.
Guessing these aren't
the neighbors.
I'm Colonel Kai Wei
with the Special Police.
Hello, Colonel.
We can identify ourselves.
We know who you are:
four spies who came to
rescue one of your own.
I've been instructed
by my superiors
to take you to the airport,
put you on a flight
to the United States.
And I will stay there until
the plane takes off.
I'm sorry, Colonel,
I just have to ask.
As a matter of professional
courtesy, tell me something,
how did you know we were coming?
Because American
intelligence is loud
and slow-moving like an ox.
There isn't an ox among us.
We're very good at what we do.
Perhaps, but I am better.
An ox.
I, for one, am not an ox.
The ODS are not oxen.
Of course we aren't, Billy.
They didn't follow
us from the airport.
He's just hiding his method.
I can respect that.
Who cares about his methods
or what names he calls us?
We need to do something.
Relax, it's covered.
Covered?
They're taking us
to the airport.
All right, I know we've all met,
but maybe a more
formal introduction
would help explain
the situation.
This is Michael
Dorset, team leader.
The gentlemen to your
right is Billy Collins.
He's a jack-of-all-trades.
Master of some.
This is Rick Martinez.
He speaks more languages
than there are stars in the sky.
Together we form the ODS.
Do you know what the
D stands for in ODS?
No.
"Disruptive."
Let's go!
I think we just used
up our one free pass.
The Chinese find us again,
we'll be getting a VIP tour
of their firing
squad facilities.
The challenge now is
setting up surveillance
without a single
piece of equipment,
including our cell phones.
It's covered.
Look who's here!
Gentlemen,
meet Mr. Lee,
the first asset I
made in Hong Kong.
Mr. Casey,
you're so fat now.
Why, thank you.
We'd like to do some shopping.
Absolutely.
What are you in need of?
Do you have any adult toys?
Camera.
That's amazing.
But we need video surveillance, Mr.
Lee.
Here they are.
Okay.
Are there any other brands
besides Smile Happy Fun Bear?
It's all they have, but
these phones are perfect.
Perfect?
My niece has this phone.
Beggars can't be
choosers, Martinez.
Besides, it's not the outside
of the phone that matters.
It's what's on the inside.
You brought your own SIM cards.
I always carry a few spares.
Agency hardware,
encrypted and untraceable.
There you go, Happy Fun Bear.
Remote control.
Surveillance camera inside.
I always wanted one of those.
Anything that can be
attached to a wall?
Surveillance camera.
You watch on this.
Perfect.
Got phones.
Thanks, Mr. Lee.
My pleasure.
How good to see you two
still together after
all these years.
You have a very strong love.
Yeah, okay.
Aw, that's adorable.
This is Kwan's factory.
Are we good to go?
I paid the watchman.
He's taking a little
longer to make his rounds.
Still, we don't have much time.
All right, we'll plant the gear.
You stay out here
and watch the door.
What do I do if someone comes?
You open the door and
say, "Someone's coming."
You got me?
No, nothing yet.
I got you now, Billy.
You think this will be
enough to nail this guy?
The only thing that seems
to get China to act is the
threat of embarrassment.
I mean, we can talk about
Kwan all day long,
but they'll simply deny any
wrongdoing within their borders.
Having them conduct business
on camera will force
the government to take action.
Uh, guys, we have a problem.
What do you mean? Where's Chang?
Oh, he's still out there.
He's leading Kwan's
men right towards us.
Is it just me or is there
a faint whiff of setup
wafting about the room?
Martinez...
kill those lights so we can
level the playing field.
No, no, hold on a second.
Okay.
Nice improvising.
All right, come on.
Let's get out of here.
It's not possible.
That your boyfriend
led us into a trap?
Love is blind.
I was crazy about
this girl in Scotland
that turned out to
be a pyromaniac.
And I just could not see it
until she burned down
my apartment one day.
I wasn't in love.
He was an asset.
And I slept with him, okay?
I just don't know how
they got to him.
They must have, I don't
know, threatened him
or leveraged him somehow.
Oh, look, what a surprise.
Linda's asset stole our car.
Well, one thing the world's
got a lot of is cars.
Let's go find us one.
LoJack has placed your rental
car at Kwai Tsing Road
near the old ferry building.
Moving?
No, stationary.
All right, we're on our way.
Uh, I'm obviously
missing something.
Why are you tracking down a car?
Because Joseph Chang stole it.
And right now he's
our only lead.
Just hope we find him
before the Chinese
police arrest us again.
Wait. Arrest you again?
Don't worry about it.
We got away.
We'll call you once
we find the car.
Dorset?
There's our car.
Chang must have abandoned it.
You know, after driving this
fine piece of engineering,
I'm actually a little
disappointed we found it.
Martinez, check the trunk.
See if he left our gear.
Well, anything?
Uh, I don't know.
You don't know?
There's a body in the way.
Linda? I'm okay.
He followed Kwan's orders,
led us right into an ambush,
but apparently he was
still a loose end.
Let's hope he was well paid,
'cause the severance package
leaves a lot to be desired.
You sure you're okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Good. Check his pockets.
What? Why me?
Normally, we've have
the new guy do it.
But this is your mission,
and you've already been
intimate with him.
True, but...
he was alive then.
Fine.
Some cash,
some gum, and uh...
what do you think?
Elevator key.
It's a start.
All right, guys,
we've got ourselves a lead.
Sure, it's dead and stuffed
in the trunk of a car,
but it's a lead nonetheless.
If we find the shooter,
we might find Kwon.
All right, what else do we have?
Not a lot of blood. He
was probably killed
somewhere else and
then driven here.
Second that. Driver's seat
was pushed all the way back.
Someone much taller than
our man was driving.
Maybe the car could tell
us where he was killed.
- What?
- Send the VIN to Fay,
she could run a back
trace on the GPS unit,
and that should be
able to tell us
where the car stopped
before it wound up here.
Wow. According to Fay,
this is the only place
the car stopped after
Chang stole it.
Did you know he had this place?
No.
In here.
So, now we know where
he was murdered.
He certainly didn't
make it easy for them.
Looks like a last stand.
Everybody pick a room.
Let's start digging.
I'm an idiot.
I keep going over
everything in my head.
Where were the signs
that he was working me?
What did I miss? And?
And I don't see a thing.
How did I not see that coming?
It's what we do, Linda. We lie.
And you're not an idiot.
Happens to the best of us.
Remember that time in Macao?
I went to meet with that informant...
what was his name?
Ju-long. Ju-long.
We thought he was
going to give us
the key to the Golden Triangle.
Instead, he stabbed
me in the ribs.
I though you were going to
drown in your own blood.
You hit him with
that delivery truck.
I winged him.
You broke both his legs.
- Yeah... that got him talking.
- It did.
Why did you leave, Casey?
Oh, Linda.
That was a long time ago.
There's not a statute of
limitations on the question.
We drifted apart.
That's not the way
I remember it.
I stayed still.
You drifted away.
All the way back to the States.
I'm going to go downstairs,
see if they need some help.
This looks promising!
Mike...
let's take a peek
inside, shall we?
No, no, no, let me. Excuse me?
Pick the lock; I've
been practicing.
Now is not the time to start
honing your skills, Martinez.
How am I supposed to learn if
you never give me a chance?
Okay.
Little walking-around money.
Type 77B.
Armor-piercing ammo.
Sweet.
This is standard issue for the
Chinese Intelligence Service.
As is this.
That's why we've never been
able to get the drop on Kwon.
He had Chang working from inside
Chinese Intelligence all along.
We need to lay low while Fay
runs a full background on Chang.
They must've found Chang's body.
There's got to be
a way out back.
All right, we're going
to need to move,
or they'll have it covered.
I'm turning myself in.
That's not happening.
I'll go out there,
I'll give myself over,
it'll give you a
chance to slip out.
We need to stick
together, Linda.
Listen, they'll make me
do the walk of shame
and then they'll deport
me, but in the meantime,
they'll be forced to listen
to what I have to say.
They'll have to investigate.
You know it's the best plan.
All right, I'm going with her.
I'm not letting her go alone.
- Go.
Out this way.
You wanted to show me something?
I was thinking about
what you said before,
about the Chinese not reporting
that they arrested the ODS.
It is weird. It should be all
over their comm traffic.
So I've been going over
everything that we that we
pulled in from Hong Kong
in the last 24 hours,
and I got this back
from Support Services.
The ODS managed to set up
several surveillance
cameras in the factory
before they were ambushed.
Whoever attacked them found all
the cameras except this one.
Well, he's...
certainly acting like the boss.
And if in fact the factory
does belong to Kwan...
then we may finally have a
picture of our mystery man.
Can you get his face?
I'm looking.
Dorset.
The remaining surveillance
camera you put up in the factory
captured an image of a man
we believe to be Kwan.
We're sending it to you now.
Okay. Sending a picture of Kwan.
Okay, got it.
What...?
What is it?
Meet the curious Mr. Kwan.
Colonel Kai Wei.
They're one and the same.
And now he has Casey and Linda.
I have confidence there are
no gas canisters handy.
But I prefer to be safe.
Officer Kai Wei,
we were on our way
to turning ourselves
in when you found us.
We have knowledge that a member
of your force was involved
with terrorism.
He was also working
for a man named Kwan.
Kwan?
We can discuss
fairy tales later.
But I have another
problem at the moment.
I was ordered to quietly
take you to the airport.
But you have prevented me
from carrying out my orders.
It is important to
understand our culture.
Losing face.
Saving face.
Giving face.
Honor, duty... That
is everything.
I assume this has
something to do with
why you don't have us in
a government facility?
Every building in China
is a government facility.
But this one is
simply unofficial.
Now if I were to
take the two of you
to my superiors,
that would be quite humiliating.
So...
the only way that I could
restore my professional honor
as a servant of my country
is to send you back
to the United States
as I was originally ordered.
All of you.
So, please, call your
other three partners;
tell them to come here
and turn themselves in.
Can you give us a minute?
I will give you two.
You can't possibly be thinking
of bringing your team in here.
I don't have to think about
it, I'm calling the ODS in.
Why?
You see that guard out
there, with the shiner?
I did that.
Last night at the factory.
I heard the socket crack.
But the men at the
factory were Kwan's.
And so are these men,
at this "unofficial
government facility."
Because that man
is Kwan.
Here comes your phantom.
Hey, Michael. It's Case.
Where are you?
I'm here with our colleague
from Chinese Intelligence,
Colonel Kai Wei.
Everything all right?
- Everything's great.
We've been having a
very civilized chat,
and the colonel has convinced me
that this little pickle
we've gotten ourselves into
is going to be best resolved
through diplomatic channels.
You think that's safe?
The colonel has assured me
that we're going to
be treated fairly,
so long as you guys just
turn yourselves in.
If you think that's best.
I do, Michael.
You know me. I hate
confrontation.
I always know when it's best
to just throw in the
towel and walk away.
Live to fight
another day, right?
That is my philosophy.
So, I'm going to
have the Colonel
send you the address
on your phone.
Great.
Now that was a gripping
performance by one Casey Malick.
The human weapon
throwing in the towel.
He must have found out that
Kai Wei's really Kwan.
He was warning us.
Okay, got the address;
let's go get 'em.
Mr. Lee, we're going to
need some more toys.
Higgins' aide
wasn't at his desk.
He went home sick.
He's probably at the hospital
right now, reporting to
Higgins on how my tenure
is bringing down the CIA.
Might not be far off.
But I stand by my
decision to send them.
Sometimes we have to put
ourselves on the line,
and let the chips
fall where they may.
That's not a sentiment
I hear expressed
in this office very often.
You never should have come.
You're right.
It was a stupid move.
Precisely why we
were bad together.
Excuse me?
You wanted to know why I left.
When I'm with you, Linda, I
make bad decisions; I'm off.
Not by much...
Two percent maybe,
but when you're a human weapon,
two percent can
mean the difference
between being the victor
or being the vanquished.
All right, when the
ODS gets here,
things are going to happen
fast, so we need to be ready.
The minute things
start to go sideways,
those guards are going
to come in here
and put two bullets in us.
I need to say something.
What?
I loved you, Casey.
And back when we were together,
I don't regret a moment of it.
I never told you
that I loved you,
but I did.
I loved you, Casey.
Okay.
Okay?!
Don't try to manipulate me.
Linda, I know what
you're doing...
Using this stressful situation
to try and pull words
out of my mouth.
You said yourself
that we're probably
not going to walk out of here,
and all I was trying to
do is express something
that I have been sitting
on for a long, long time.
Okay. Now you have taken
me down by five percent.
And I really need to
focus all of my being
on the destruction that is about
to rain down on this place.
You're never going
to change, are you?
You're just going to be
sealed up, like a
vault, until you die.
Which should be in the
next five minutes.
You're missing the point.
This isn't about whether I
say those words or not.
We are not going to die.
Because the ODS is about to
drop hell on these people...
The likes of which
they have never seen.
The cavalry is on the way.
You have a teeny-tiny cavalry.
So there are two guards
covering the front door.
Uh-huh. And one by each window.
They see us.
Try and keep the
guards distracted.
- Casey needs time to break out.
- Roger that.
All right, snookums, this is it.
You're welcome.
Eight hours after the ODS
rescued operatives
Phillips and Malick
Colonel Kai Wei-slash-
terror financier Kwan,
was found hiding on a ship
destined for Jakarta.
Based on our
surveillance footage,
along with evidence gathered
by Operative Phillips,
the Chinese are acting swiftly
to see that Kwan
will face justice.
Our security breach
has been sealed,
along with the flow of
money to terrorism.
Well, this is quite
a victory for you.
It's a victory for the agency.
I just wanted you to be
the first to hear it.
And-and why is that?
I know you've had concerns
regarding my decision to
send the ODS to Hong Kong.
- I see.
- And I know how vigilant you've been
in apprising Director
Higgins of my every move.
So I just wanted you to
have the vital intel
before you scurry off
and report to him.
So scurry away.
Looks good on you.
Oh. The desk.
Well, I better not
get too used to it.
Director Higgins
is back tomorrow.
Ah. Well, you must be relieved.
Running the ODS is
a stressful gig.
Wouldn't want you losing
your hair over it.
Well...
I kind of enjoyed
holding your leash.
Really?
In fact, I've been thinking
it might be a challenge I'd
like to take on full-time.
I thought your stint at the CIA
was just a political
stepping stone.
Well, plans change.
Well, I wouldn't start measuring
for drapes quite just yet.
I don't think Higgins has
any plans to retire.
We'll see.
Oh, are we still on
for dinner tonight?
Absolutely.
You know, I better squeeze it in
before you become my boss.
I am your boss.
I meant my main boss.
Oh, by the way, as
acting director,
I was privy to your Hong
Kong expense reports.
Yeah? And I was wondering
if you'd care to explain
$77,000 for adult toys?
Hey.
I've been reassigned to Lisbon.
Before I head out, I just
wanted to thank you all
for your help, and perhaps
have a word with you?
Go ahead.
Okay.
We can do this here.
I just wanted to thank you
for saying that you love me.
I never said that.
Oh, but you did.
Back in Hong Kong.
You said you needed
to be at 100%
to do your work effectively.
But that when you
were around me,
you were only at 98%.
And you couldn't risk
being off by even 2%..
Linda...
that is true regardless
of the cause.
But I reject your inference.
You did love me.
You said as much.
Numbers don't lie, Casey.
For a guy like you, that
two percent is love.
Good-bye, Casey.
Good-bye, Operative Phillips.
Can you believe I'm
getting a bit dewy.
Don't.
If you cry, I just
may lose it, too.
For the record,
she misrepresented
many of my statements.
I don't know...
Can't argue with math.
Let me be the first to
welcome you to the CIA.
And this is the story of
America's great house of spies.
You've heard of office politics?
Ours come with poison
pills and guns.
Spy trap.
I knew this was going
to be a fiasco.
I've been assigned to a
special covert unit,
conceived to go
where others can't,
to do what others won't,
whether the mission's
authorized or not.
We each have our own
special skill, Martinez.
I lead, Billy charms people,
Casey hurts people,
and you translate.
We are the ODS, last of
the old-school spies.
Morning.
Martinez, what would you do if
I tried to kill you right now?
Excuse me?
If I lunged at you with deadly
intentions, what would you do?
I, uh... I really don't know.
Unacceptable answer.
This is the CIA. You
need to know this.
We live in a world where a man
has be able to defend his life
at a moment's notice
using only his wits and
whatever lies within reach.
Yeah? Well, what if I
came at you right now?
What would you do?
I'd fling that hot
coffee in your eyes,
bust that coffee pot
across your face,
and use the broken glass
to sever your jugular.
That's crazy.
No one goes around thinking
psychotic ideas like that.
The good ones do.
Really? Really.
Hey, guys, if I tried
to kill you...
- Kick your knees out,
- I'd grab those three
beat you with that chair, and stick
them up through your soft palette,
and roll up this newspaper and choke
you with it. - ...like a catfish.
See? Now sit down, and think
of ways to murder me.
What are you two looking at?
Appears to be a massive
intelligence leak.
Someone intercepted internal
communications between HQ
and operatives working out
of our Hong Kong division.
Then they posted them on line
for all the world to see.
Hong Kong? Mm-hmm.
How serious is the leak?
Overflowing.
Mission details
have been posted,
operatives' names are
out; station houses...
There is a dark cloud over the
pearl of the orient today.
Gallstone surgery?
Yes. Director Higgins is having a
laparoscopic cholecystectomy as we speak.
Well, how long will he
be out of the office?
Three to five days. Poor guy.
Hope he's feeling better.
You realize, Deputy Director,
that in a situation like this...
That I assume the role
of acting director?
Yes, I am aware of
the pecking order.
I'll just keep my head down and learn
how to forge Higgins' signature.
Clearly you haven't heard.
Is there a problem?
A substantial security breach.
Our entire Hong Kong
operation is in jeopardy.
We're kind of in crisis.
Because of these leaks,
we've had to disengage every
mission in the region,
and pull every operative
back stateside.
We've accounted for all
our people except one.
Linda Phillips.
We lost contact with her
roughly one hour after
the story broke on line.
Maybe the Chinese have her.
The Chinese would have called if
they had her in their custody.
They're gloaty like that.
Where's Higgins, by the way?
Uh, gallstones.
So you're...
The new Higgins.
Lady Higgins.
Phillips was the lead operative
of Operation Tea Tree.
They were investigating
an al Qaeda money
laundering operation.
So she could be running
from terrorists
as well as Chinese intelligence.
If al Qaeda gets ahold of her,
she's going to wish she ended
up in the hands of the Chinese.
At least they have some respect
for diplomatic channels.
We'll go in and get her.
I was stationed in Hong Kong
for two and a half years.
I know every rock to turn over.
If anybody can find Operative
Phillips, it's me.
Send the ODS.
Operative Malick,
that's the most words
I've ever heard you say.
I... And I agree.
Which is why I called you here.
You're sending us?
What's the catch?
There is no catch.
I think the ODS would be
the best ones for the job.
If I may say, I spend a lot of
times at Director Higgins' side,
I know the director very well,
and I can say with
some confidence
that he'd be wary
of this scheme.
It's not what the
director would do.
Well, she just did it.
I like this lady Higgins.
Hong Kong... the food,
the technology.
One day they'll finally invent
a noodle phone I can eat
and I shall die a happy man.
The dead drop
point's just ahead.
If Operative Phillips
were in trouble
and needed to get off the grid
she'd know to leave
a message there.
Anything? No. Empty.
We'll have to keep looking.
But where?
There are 18,000 people per
square mile in this city.
I know where to find her.
Linda keeps a place
off the books.
"Linda"?
How do you know about
this off-the-books place?
I spent a lot of time there.
We had a relationship...
years ago.
And you're just choosing
to tell us this now?
I didn't think it was
vital to this mission.
Now it clearly is.
So maybe you don't think
it's vital to this mission,
but as you well know,
sharing is vital
to our partnership.
We worked together, and
then it grew into more.
There's no story here.
Ah, spoken like
a man with a story.
I'm glad you guys are
enjoying yourselves,
but we're burning daylight.
- So this was your love nest?
- For a time.
- And then?
- Then it turned into a hornet's nest.
Can we can the Q & A session?
I'm not asking you these
questions just for the sake
of making you uncomfortable.
I am.
We have every right to know
what we're walking into here.
Yeah. Will there be
hugging, fighting?
Does she hate you now?
Look, we were together for
two years and three months.
It was an intense connection,
and then it wasn't.
Bottom line... she and I
are both professionals
and we will act as such,
all right?
She is definitely
still living here.
I can smell the scented
candles through the door.
Balsam and cedar.
Casey?
Hi, Linda.
Get off of him.
You okay?
What are you doing here?
The agency sent us to get
you out of Hong Kong.
Well, they shouldn't have.
'Cause I'm not going anywhere.
So why didn't you leave a
message at the dead drop?
Because when the leak hit,
I knew that HQ would recall
everybody from Hong Kong.
But that's not happening to me.
I'm too close to quit.
Too close to what?
To finally getting Kwan.
Who's that?
Some might say a figment
of the imagination.
A boogeyman, if you will.
That thing that goes
bump in the night.
He's a man... A flesh
and blood man,
who finances terrorist
organizations
all over the world.
Extremely elusive.
Up until now, the man
has been a phantom.
Nobody even knows
what he looks like.
But tomorrow night, we will.
Last month I tagged some cash,
went shopping for handbags...
The traceable money
ended up in the hands
of an al Qaeda cell in Jakarta.
And you tracked it back
to one of these companies
that makes knock-off bags.
It was Kwan's company,
I'm sure of it.
And if I drop out now,
Kwan will just disappear.
And money will keep
pouring into al Qaeda.
So if you think you're going
to take me back to the States
because of CIA politics,
you'll need pepper spray
and some duct tape.
Spirited lady.
I can see why he went for you.
I think your boyfriend needs
to be running along, Linda.
His name is Joseph Chang.
He's my asset here.
Suppose we were
open to staying on.
How do you plan to
complete the mission?
I work in the export business.
I know the factory
where the knock-offs
are manufactured.
This is where Kwan will meet
with his backers tomorrow night.
You see, Swan is looking
to expand his operation.
And a move like that
requires a face-to-face
with his backers.
So we sneak in, we
record Kwan in the act,
and then we turn him over
to the Chinese authorities.
I'd better go.
Really, Linda?
Cavorting between the
sheets with your asset?
It's funny... I
remember cavorting
with a certain operative
every night for two years.
But you didn't seem to mind me
bending the rules back then.
Must be such a burden being the
arbiter of sexual protocol.
Excuse me.
Every night for two years?
Why are you doing this?
You have Operative Phillips.
Your mission is complete.
But her mission isn't.
Those cables were leaked
on purpose by Kwan
because he knew she was
getting too close.
I'm telling you we have
this guy on the ropes.
I only sent you there to
look for one operative.
And we can bring
you that operative
plus a major money smuggler
and terror financier.
I'd say that's a hell of a
return on your investment.
Okay, fine. Do it.
Yes?
Director Higgins is
still recovering,
but perhaps we
should apprise him
of your actions in his absence.
Perhaps. But I have something
else I need you to do for me.
Go into my office.
In my desk in the top
right-hand drawer,
you'll find an object.
Um, it's a little
rubber stress reliever.
You know, the kind of toys
where if you squeeze
it, they eyes pop out?
I want you to squeeze it
about a thousand times
until you chill the hell out.
Guessing these aren't
the neighbors.
I'm Colonel Kai Wei
with the Special Police.
Hello, Colonel.
We can identify ourselves.
We know who you are:
four spies who came to
rescue one of your own.
I've been instructed
by my superiors
to take you to the airport,
put you on a flight
to the United States.
And I will stay there until
the plane takes off.
I'm sorry, Colonel,
I just have to ask.
As a matter of professional
courtesy, tell me something,
how did you know we were coming?
Because American
intelligence is loud
and slow-moving like an ox.
There isn't an ox among us.
We're very good at what we do.
Perhaps, but I am better.
An ox.
I, for one, am not an ox.
The ODS are not oxen.
Of course we aren't, Billy.
They didn't follow
us from the airport.
He's just hiding his method.
I can respect that.
Who cares about his methods
or what names he calls us?
We need to do something.
Relax, it's covered.
Covered?
They're taking us
to the airport.
All right, I know we've all met,
but maybe a more
formal introduction
would help explain
the situation.
This is Michael
Dorset, team leader.
The gentlemen to your
right is Billy Collins.
He's a jack-of-all-trades.
Master of some.
This is Rick Martinez.
He speaks more languages
than there are stars in the sky.
Together we form the ODS.
Do you know what the
D stands for in ODS?
No.
"Disruptive."
Let's go!
I think we just used
up our one free pass.
The Chinese find us again,
we'll be getting a VIP tour
of their firing
squad facilities.
The challenge now is
setting up surveillance
without a single
piece of equipment,
including our cell phones.
It's covered.
Look who's here!
Gentlemen,
meet Mr. Lee,
the first asset I
made in Hong Kong.
Mr. Casey,
you're so fat now.
Why, thank you.
We'd like to do some shopping.
Absolutely.
What are you in need of?
Do you have any adult toys?
Camera.
That's amazing.
But we need video surveillance, Mr.
Lee.
Here they are.
Okay.
Are there any other brands
besides Smile Happy Fun Bear?
It's all they have, but
these phones are perfect.
Perfect?
My niece has this phone.
Beggars can't be
choosers, Martinez.
Besides, it's not the outside
of the phone that matters.
It's what's on the inside.
You brought your own SIM cards.
I always carry a few spares.
Agency hardware,
encrypted and untraceable.
There you go, Happy Fun Bear.
Remote control.
Surveillance camera inside.
I always wanted one of those.
Anything that can be
attached to a wall?
Surveillance camera.
You watch on this.
Perfect.
Got phones.
Thanks, Mr. Lee.
My pleasure.
How good to see you two
still together after
all these years.
You have a very strong love.
Yeah, okay.
Aw, that's adorable.
This is Kwan's factory.
Are we good to go?
I paid the watchman.
He's taking a little
longer to make his rounds.
Still, we don't have much time.
All right, we'll plant the gear.
You stay out here
and watch the door.
What do I do if someone comes?
You open the door and
say, "Someone's coming."
You got me?
No, nothing yet.
I got you now, Billy.
You think this will be
enough to nail this guy?
The only thing that seems
to get China to act is the
threat of embarrassment.
I mean, we can talk about
Kwan all day long,
but they'll simply deny any
wrongdoing within their borders.
Having them conduct business
on camera will force
the government to take action.
Uh, guys, we have a problem.
What do you mean? Where's Chang?
Oh, he's still out there.
He's leading Kwan's
men right towards us.
Is it just me or is there
a faint whiff of setup
wafting about the room?
Martinez...
kill those lights so we can
level the playing field.
No, no, hold on a second.
Okay.
Nice improvising.
All right, come on.
Let's get out of here.
It's not possible.
That your boyfriend
led us into a trap?
Love is blind.
I was crazy about
this girl in Scotland
that turned out to
be a pyromaniac.
And I just could not see it
until she burned down
my apartment one day.
I wasn't in love.
He was an asset.
And I slept with him, okay?
I just don't know how
they got to him.
They must have, I don't
know, threatened him
or leveraged him somehow.
Oh, look, what a surprise.
Linda's asset stole our car.
Well, one thing the world's
got a lot of is cars.
Let's go find us one.
LoJack has placed your rental
car at Kwai Tsing Road
near the old ferry building.
Moving?
No, stationary.
All right, we're on our way.
Uh, I'm obviously
missing something.
Why are you tracking down a car?
Because Joseph Chang stole it.
And right now he's
our only lead.
Just hope we find him
before the Chinese
police arrest us again.
Wait. Arrest you again?
Don't worry about it.
We got away.
We'll call you once
we find the car.
Dorset?
There's our car.
Chang must have abandoned it.
You know, after driving this
fine piece of engineering,
I'm actually a little
disappointed we found it.
Martinez, check the trunk.
See if he left our gear.
Well, anything?
Uh, I don't know.
You don't know?
There's a body in the way.
Linda? I'm okay.
He followed Kwan's orders,
led us right into an ambush,
but apparently he was
still a loose end.
Let's hope he was well paid,
'cause the severance package
leaves a lot to be desired.
You sure you're okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Good. Check his pockets.
What? Why me?
Normally, we've have
the new guy do it.
But this is your mission,
and you've already been
intimate with him.
True, but...
he was alive then.
Fine.
Some cash,
some gum, and uh...
what do you think?
Elevator key.
It's a start.
All right, guys,
we've got ourselves a lead.
Sure, it's dead and stuffed
in the trunk of a car,
but it's a lead nonetheless.
If we find the shooter,
we might find Kwon.
All right, what else do we have?
Not a lot of blood. He
was probably killed
somewhere else and
then driven here.
Second that. Driver's seat
was pushed all the way back.
Someone much taller than
our man was driving.
Maybe the car could tell
us where he was killed.
- What?
- Send the VIN to Fay,
she could run a back
trace on the GPS unit,
and that should be
able to tell us
where the car stopped
before it wound up here.
Wow. According to Fay,
this is the only place
the car stopped after
Chang stole it.
Did you know he had this place?
No.
In here.
So, now we know where
he was murdered.
He certainly didn't
make it easy for them.
Looks like a last stand.
Everybody pick a room.
Let's start digging.
I'm an idiot.
I keep going over
everything in my head.
Where were the signs
that he was working me?
What did I miss? And?
And I don't see a thing.
How did I not see that coming?
It's what we do, Linda. We lie.
And you're not an idiot.
Happens to the best of us.
Remember that time in Macao?
I went to meet with that informant...
what was his name?
Ju-long. Ju-long.
We thought he was
going to give us
the key to the Golden Triangle.
Instead, he stabbed
me in the ribs.
I though you were going to
drown in your own blood.
You hit him with
that delivery truck.
I winged him.
You broke both his legs.
- Yeah... that got him talking.
- It did.
Why did you leave, Casey?
Oh, Linda.
That was a long time ago.
There's not a statute of
limitations on the question.
We drifted apart.
That's not the way
I remember it.
I stayed still.
You drifted away.
All the way back to the States.
I'm going to go downstairs,
see if they need some help.
This looks promising!
Mike...
let's take a peek
inside, shall we?
No, no, no, let me. Excuse me?
Pick the lock; I've
been practicing.
Now is not the time to start
honing your skills, Martinez.
How am I supposed to learn if
you never give me a chance?
Okay.
Little walking-around money.
Type 77B.
Armor-piercing ammo.
Sweet.
This is standard issue for the
Chinese Intelligence Service.
As is this.
That's why we've never been
able to get the drop on Kwon.
He had Chang working from inside
Chinese Intelligence all along.
We need to lay low while Fay
runs a full background on Chang.
They must've found Chang's body.
There's got to be
a way out back.
All right, we're going
to need to move,
or they'll have it covered.
I'm turning myself in.
That's not happening.
I'll go out there,
I'll give myself over,
it'll give you a
chance to slip out.
We need to stick
together, Linda.
Listen, they'll make me
do the walk of shame
and then they'll deport
me, but in the meantime,
they'll be forced to listen
to what I have to say.
They'll have to investigate.
You know it's the best plan.
All right, I'm going with her.
I'm not letting her go alone.
- Go.
Out this way.
You wanted to show me something?
I was thinking about
what you said before,
about the Chinese not reporting
that they arrested the ODS.
It is weird. It should be all
over their comm traffic.
So I've been going over
everything that we that we
pulled in from Hong Kong
in the last 24 hours,
and I got this back
from Support Services.
The ODS managed to set up
several surveillance
cameras in the factory
before they were ambushed.
Whoever attacked them found all
the cameras except this one.
Well, he's...
certainly acting like the boss.
And if in fact the factory
does belong to Kwan...
then we may finally have a
picture of our mystery man.
Can you get his face?
I'm looking.
Dorset.
The remaining surveillance
camera you put up in the factory
captured an image of a man
we believe to be Kwan.
We're sending it to you now.
Okay. Sending a picture of Kwan.
Okay, got it.
What...?
What is it?
Meet the curious Mr. Kwan.
Colonel Kai Wei.
They're one and the same.
And now he has Casey and Linda.
I have confidence there are
no gas canisters handy.
But I prefer to be safe.
Officer Kai Wei,
we were on our way
to turning ourselves
in when you found us.
We have knowledge that a member
of your force was involved
with terrorism.
He was also working
for a man named Kwan.
Kwan?
We can discuss
fairy tales later.
But I have another
problem at the moment.
I was ordered to quietly
take you to the airport.
But you have prevented me
from carrying out my orders.
It is important to
understand our culture.
Losing face.
Saving face.
Giving face.
Honor, duty... That
is everything.
I assume this has
something to do with
why you don't have us in
a government facility?
Every building in China
is a government facility.
But this one is
simply unofficial.
Now if I were to
take the two of you
to my superiors,
that would be quite humiliating.
So...
the only way that I could
restore my professional honor
as a servant of my country
is to send you back
to the United States
as I was originally ordered.
All of you.
So, please, call your
other three partners;
tell them to come here
and turn themselves in.
Can you give us a minute?
I will give you two.
You can't possibly be thinking
of bringing your team in here.
I don't have to think about
it, I'm calling the ODS in.
Why?
You see that guard out
there, with the shiner?
I did that.
Last night at the factory.
I heard the socket crack.
But the men at the
factory were Kwan's.
And so are these men,
at this "unofficial
government facility."
Because that man
is Kwan.
Here comes your phantom.
Hey, Michael. It's Case.
Where are you?
I'm here with our colleague
from Chinese Intelligence,
Colonel Kai Wei.
Everything all right?
- Everything's great.
We've been having a
very civilized chat,
and the colonel has convinced me
that this little pickle
we've gotten ourselves into
is going to be best resolved
through diplomatic channels.
You think that's safe?
The colonel has assured me
that we're going to
be treated fairly,
so long as you guys just
turn yourselves in.
If you think that's best.
I do, Michael.
You know me. I hate
confrontation.
I always know when it's best
to just throw in the
towel and walk away.
Live to fight
another day, right?
That is my philosophy.
So, I'm going to
have the Colonel
send you the address
on your phone.
Great.
Now that was a gripping
performance by one Casey Malick.
The human weapon
throwing in the towel.
He must have found out that
Kai Wei's really Kwan.
He was warning us.
Okay, got the address;
let's go get 'em.
Mr. Lee, we're going to
need some more toys.
Higgins' aide
wasn't at his desk.
He went home sick.
He's probably at the hospital
right now, reporting to
Higgins on how my tenure
is bringing down the CIA.
Might not be far off.
But I stand by my
decision to send them.
Sometimes we have to put
ourselves on the line,
and let the chips
fall where they may.
That's not a sentiment
I hear expressed
in this office very often.
You never should have come.
You're right.
It was a stupid move.
Precisely why we
were bad together.
Excuse me?
You wanted to know why I left.
When I'm with you, Linda, I
make bad decisions; I'm off.
Not by much...
Two percent maybe,
but when you're a human weapon,
two percent can
mean the difference
between being the victor
or being the vanquished.
All right, when the
ODS gets here,
things are going to happen
fast, so we need to be ready.
The minute things
start to go sideways,
those guards are going
to come in here
and put two bullets in us.
I need to say something.
What?
I loved you, Casey.
And back when we were together,
I don't regret a moment of it.
I never told you
that I loved you,
but I did.
I loved you, Casey.
Okay.
Okay?!
Don't try to manipulate me.
Linda, I know what
you're doing...
Using this stressful situation
to try and pull words
out of my mouth.
You said yourself
that we're probably
not going to walk out of here,
and all I was trying to
do is express something
that I have been sitting
on for a long, long time.
Okay. Now you have taken
me down by five percent.
And I really need to
focus all of my being
on the destruction that is about
to rain down on this place.
You're never going
to change, are you?
You're just going to be
sealed up, like a
vault, until you die.
Which should be in the
next five minutes.
You're missing the point.
This isn't about whether I
say those words or not.
We are not going to die.
Because the ODS is about to
drop hell on these people...
The likes of which
they have never seen.
The cavalry is on the way.
You have a teeny-tiny cavalry.
So there are two guards
covering the front door.
Uh-huh. And one by each window.
They see us.
Try and keep the
guards distracted.
- Casey needs time to break out.
- Roger that.
All right, snookums, this is it.
You're welcome.
Eight hours after the ODS
rescued operatives
Phillips and Malick
Colonel Kai Wei-slash-
terror financier Kwan,
was found hiding on a ship
destined for Jakarta.
Based on our
surveillance footage,
along with evidence gathered
by Operative Phillips,
the Chinese are acting swiftly
to see that Kwan
will face justice.
Our security breach
has been sealed,
along with the flow of
money to terrorism.
Well, this is quite
a victory for you.
It's a victory for the agency.
I just wanted you to be
the first to hear it.
And-and why is that?
I know you've had concerns
regarding my decision to
send the ODS to Hong Kong.
- I see.
- And I know how vigilant you've been
in apprising Director
Higgins of my every move.
So I just wanted you to
have the vital intel
before you scurry off
and report to him.
So scurry away.
Looks good on you.
Oh. The desk.
Well, I better not
get too used to it.
Director Higgins
is back tomorrow.
Ah. Well, you must be relieved.
Running the ODS is
a stressful gig.
Wouldn't want you losing
your hair over it.
Well...
I kind of enjoyed
holding your leash.
Really?
In fact, I've been thinking
it might be a challenge I'd
like to take on full-time.
I thought your stint at the CIA
was just a political
stepping stone.
Well, plans change.
Well, I wouldn't start measuring
for drapes quite just yet.
I don't think Higgins has
any plans to retire.
We'll see.
Oh, are we still on
for dinner tonight?
Absolutely.
You know, I better squeeze it in
before you become my boss.
I am your boss.
I meant my main boss.
Oh, by the way, as
acting director,
I was privy to your Hong
Kong expense reports.
Yeah? And I was wondering
if you'd care to explain
$77,000 for adult toys?
Hey.
I've been reassigned to Lisbon.
Before I head out, I just
wanted to thank you all
for your help, and perhaps
have a word with you?
Go ahead.
Okay.
We can do this here.
I just wanted to thank you
for saying that you love me.
I never said that.
Oh, but you did.
Back in Hong Kong.
You said you needed
to be at 100%
to do your work effectively.
But that when you
were around me,
you were only at 98%.
And you couldn't risk
being off by even 2%..
Linda...
that is true regardless
of the cause.
But I reject your inference.
You did love me.
You said as much.
Numbers don't lie, Casey.
For a guy like you, that
two percent is love.
Good-bye, Casey.
Good-bye, Operative Phillips.
Can you believe I'm
getting a bit dewy.
Don't.
If you cry, I just
may lose it, too.
For the record,
she misrepresented
many of my statements.
I don't know...
Can't argue with math.