The Cape (2011): Season 1, Episode 9 - Razer - full transcript

So, how was our social
studies essay received?

I thought we nailed it.

My teacher liked it.

Yeah, we make a great team.

Can I play Xbox
when we get home?

Mmm, homework first.

Mom, my brain needs a rest.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Trip!

Trip, get down!

Get down!



(GRUNTING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Are you okay?
Are you okay?

Are you okay?
Are you hurt?

I'm okay.

Here. Let me see.
Are you okay?

Are you okay?
Are you okay? Huh?

I didn't see
who was in the car.

We were on the ground.

Plates? Anything?

'Cause normally this
neighborhood is pretty quiet.

Quiet?
Yeah.

Do you live here?
No.

I'm a public defender.



Gang violence is spiking,

and this drive-by
was aimed at ARK cops.

My son and I are stuck in the
middle of your gang war.

You're upset.

You're damn right I'm upset.

If this shooting wasn't aimed at ARK
cops, you wouldn't even be here.

I spend my days defending victims
of ARK police brutality,

but apparently
it isn't doing any good,

because I still have gunfire
on my front stoop.

You people are corrupt
and incompetent.

Take your son home.

Mrs. Faraday,
be very careful.

Yo, what have you got?

This afternoon,

two ARK officers were shot
in broad daylight

on Sycamore Boulevard.

It was thuggish, messy.

Immediately I thought of you.

(CHUCKLES) Funny.

Well, I've got a soldier in the
morgue with a head missing.

You don't know
where it is, do you?

He's in a freezer
in an ARK warehouse.

Your taste for blood is
your one redeeming feature.

Can I let you in on a
little secret, Dominic?

I don't care about this
city or its security,

but the ARK brand is a
different matter entirely.

If there is a perception

that I can't handle
a third-rate hood like you,

how am I gonna win a contract
from the Chinese military?

If this is your little
"let's make friends" speech,

I suggest you go back
to the drawing board.

On the contrary.

Let's be enemies, but on
terms that help us both.

And how does that work?

Central Palm City is mine,

from the towers
to Sycamore Boulevard.

The business district
is all the media cares about.

Outside that zone is all yours.

Mine? (LAUGHS)

Palm City needs a godfather.

A little fear
is a wonderful thing.

It brings people closer to me.

I'll help you keep
the gang lords in line.

They can join you or, um...

CHESS: (ECHOING)
I want out.

Peter, let me out.

Deal with me.

I don't need you to bring
anybody in line for me.

My personal dislike for you

makes your offer
less attractive.

He doesn't fear you.
You're soft.

Is everything all right?

Time to pull over.
Let me drive.

What's your answer?

Godfather, eh?

(CHUCKLING)

I like it.

A full-blown gunfight.

Right down the street
from their apartment.

The city is burning.

It's open war.

Scales is doing drive-bys
on our patrol cars,

shooting up
residential neighborhoods,

and ARK's shooting back.
It's pretty straightforward.

Yeah, well, can we look
at the footage, please?

In a minute.

Look, I, uh...
I hate to break up your game here,

but it's...
(CHUCKLES)

My kid is living in the
middle of a war zone.

I got to go anyway.

Raia?

Wait, wait. Is that...
Is that your blood?

It's Rollo.

He's hurt bad.

I'm sorry, Max.

Stop talking. You're all
busted up inside.

VINCE: What happened?

Scales' boys jumped him.

Oh, bro, you look like crap.

Scales, he made
a deal with ARK.

He wants to expand his
operations into Trolley Park.

He sees you
as the main man, Max.

He wants to take you out,

bring in the Razer.

The Razer?

I've heard of him, foreign guy,
Australian or something.

Makes bombs.
A real artist.

We need to move
on them first, Max.

Why? What is the upside in
a war with these animals?

I'm a thief, not a gangster.

You should think about
backing up your friend here.

And you should mind
your business, cop.

Our problems started with you.

Ruvi.
It's true, Max.

We'd be gone by now.

In my mind, a man
should earn his keep

or get the hell out.

You know, I see a lot
of things around here

I pretend not to.

Maybe I should
start paying attention.

Enough!
Before I lose my temper.

You can't walk away
from this, Max.

Don't tell me what I
can or cannot do.

We live in a tent for a reason.

We don't get involved.

Oh, yeah.
Well, if it's time to move on,

then don't let me stop you.

Are we pulling up stakes?

Not yet.

But we're not going off
half-cocked either.

If Scales wants me to be
the mayor of Trolley Park,

I'll just have to play
the part.

140 over 90.

Higher than usual.

Is everything all right?

I was concerned
when I got your message.

He's back, Samuel.

I'm listening.

Chess used to be an amusement,

a creative means to an end.

But we've grown apart.

I mean that quite literally.

He's showing up unannounced.
I can't have that.

What does he want?

He longs for contest.

He's obsessed
with this Cape person.

He?
What's that?

You keep referring
to him as "he,"

as though you were
truly different people.

He started it.

Maybe I should speak with him.

You don't want to do that.

Well, he and I aren't exactly
strangers, you know.

He doesn't like you, Samuel.

Doctor's orders.

Dude, what...
What are you doing up?

I'm Max's security.

Max can look after himself.
Go back to bed.

Vince, we've got
to do something.

It's like in prison.

When there's no top dog,
everybody starts getting killed.

I'm sure you've
seen this before.

There is a top dog.

It's Peter Fleming.
That's who I'm focused on.

Screw that dude!

You can't call
yourself The Cape

and then stand
on the sidelines.

Look, I hate
to break it to you, Rollo,

but I'm not a superhero, okay?

You know, yeah,
I'm wearing the cape,

but that was for Trip.

I put it on for my son.

It don't matter
the reasons, Vince.

You put it on, and now you
got to wear it for everyone.

Vince, if you don't take
the fight to these guys,

forget Trolley Park.

There won't be
any Palm City left.

Your boy dodged a bullet today.

Great.
And what about tomorrow?

I read The Cape comics.
I know his whole story.

The real Cape, he'd see
this drive-by today

and this son of a bitch
that's after Max

as two sides of the same coin,

and he'd be out in the
street taking names.

I am not the real Cape, okay?

RAIA: Rollo!

Why are you letting him
walk around, Vince?

He was... Walking.

Look... Okay,
all right, all right.

What does this
Razer guy look like?

No one knows.
That's part of his allure.

Things blow up, apartment
buildings, people,

then he's gone, poof.

He's got a wooden leg
and a messed-up face.

Beyond that, your guess
is as good as mine.

Scales must know
what he looks like.

Uh-uh. I heard
the whole conversation.

Not Scales or anybody in his
crew has ever met this guy.

Okay, so why's he going outside
his crew to get at Max?

'Cause he's not
just trying to scare Max.

He wants results.

No one's ever seen him?

I need a crash course
in bomb making.

You see, Pokerface,

me and Merlin
have had our differences,

but it takes real moxie
to turn up here alone.

Max.

Thanks for coming
at such short notice.

Dominic.

Who's your friend?

Max Malini, Tommy Molinari.

He doesn't blink

on account he took
one to the head

and it lodged in his brain,

hence his moniker, Pokerface.

Eyes.

How's Mighty Mouse?

Did he make it home?

Last time I saw him,
he didn't look too good.

You know, I think it's worth
reminding you, Scales,

by profession,

I make people disappear.

Sometimes

they don't come back.

I think you should dedicate
your mental energy

on the future,
not the past, Max.

Tiny Tim had it coming.

You know that.

Trolley Park
is prime real estate,

and you and your little
gang are not paying taxes.

I take that as disrespect.

From today, you will pay me 20%

of whatever
you hijack or steal,

and you'll make way for
Pokerface and his operations.

And in return, I will
provide your security.

When you're ready to have
a serious conversation,

I'll be ready to listen.

In the meantime,

if I so much as feel an unfamiliar
set of eyes on my shoulder,

it will be you
I hold accountable.

Don't screw with a magician.

It's not a fair fight.

I love it when he does that.

It's a fair fight when
you're in a thousand pieces,

eh, Pokerface?

(LAUGHS)

Eyes.

You said ten minutes.

Yeah, so?

So, that was two hours ago.

Look, your site is stale.

You haven't posted
anything in four days.

You know, right now
it doesn't really feel

like Orwell is watching
much of anything.

Hello?

This wire is copper flex fiber.

It'll get you through a pat-down,
but not a strip search.

Stay away from power lines
or microwave ovens,

anything with a magnetic field,

'cause that'll kill the signal.

You look like you haven't
slept in a while.

I married a corpse.
Don't I get a honeymoon?

Hey, if you can't function,
you're a danger, to yourself,

to me, to the work.

Get out of my head
or find another partner.

We're going to war.

My brother has a credit-card
operation in the northeast.

Larceny from a desk.

Sounds like
an improvement to me.

I'm joining him there.

I'm under fire here, Ruvi.

A fire you started, Max.

You're not running
a crew anymore.

I don't know what you're doing.

Old Malini's got an
eccentric hobby, right?

Angelo Dundee trained Ali.

(SCOFFS) Max wants to
train Vince Faraday.

Max, I'm leaving tonight.

I want my 5%
of the K-town heist.

You never asked me
what I'm training him for.

Look, I'm a compassionate man,

but reuniting cops
with their families,

rooting out corruption,
not exactly my bag.

Deveraux.

Come on, Max.

Vince makes it possible.

You're just throwing me
a bone to get me to stay.

Just walk with me another
few miles and find out.

(DOOR OPENING)

I got a gag that's gonna hit
these bastards where they live

and take the target
off Max's back.

You in?

I suppose so.

So we're waiting
in front of the restaurant.

My old lady starts yelling
at me to do something.

You got a wife, Mr. Razer?

What'd you say?

I said,
"Do you got a wife?"

Oh, Jiminy!

(YELLING IN HINDI)

Hey there, now!

You were the one who...

Look, can you
please speak English?

Hello, sunshine.

(CONTINUES SPEAKING HINDI)

You picked him up,

put his bags in the trunk

and drove straight
to the warehouse.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

So, like I was saying...

What was I saying?

Just drive, mate.

Wait here.

Mr. Raoul,

Razer.

So you're Razer.

Nah, I'm the frickin'
Dalai Lama.

So, boys,

who do I have to
kill around here

to get a coldie and sandwich?

(CHUCKLES) You want
a sandwich, do you?

You know who made
a good sandwich?

My kid sister.

She used to make them
nice and fresh,

send them to me in the joint.

Every summer she used to go
down to Sydney, Australia.

One summer she got a job

selling shaved ice
outside the King's Head.

Ring any bells?
The King's Head?

Well, a few years back,

some maniac blew it up,
sky-high,

and my sister with it.

And I've been looking
for that geezer ever since.

That sounds like
a tragic accident.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

And there's gonna be
another tragic accident.

(LAUGHS)

You know, I just figured out

who I have to kill around
here to get a cut lunch.

(GUNS COCKING)

Your ice-selling,
ponytail-wearing,

knicker-twisted
little sister.

(LAUGHING)

He got me, lad.
He's ahead of me.

Did you see that?

And I gave him
my best rattlesnake face.

This is too much fun
for a Wednesday.

Come here,
you dynamiting bastard.

You're gonna fit right in.

Well, Razer, it took quite a bit
of work to get you outfitted,

but I think we got
everything you need.

Noodle, did you get
the habanero peppers?

Yes, Mr. Raoul.

Good. And what about
the organic bat guano?

Yes, sir.

That took some
getting a hold of.

Well, if you weren't
such a legend

on both sides of the
Tropic of Capricorn,

I'd think you was
pulling my leg

making explosives
out of this stuff.

Well, we'll leave you to it.

When I get back, I expect
to see a lot of progress.

Noodle.

Dancer?

What's that?

You're a dancer, aren't you?

No.

Not really.

I'm trained in circus arts.

I mean, it's similar
muscle groups.

Do you wear perfume
in your hair?

Wouldn't you like to know.

Oh, I'd build you a cathedral

for just a little sniff
of that perfume.

Tiger dung everywhere in here.

Come visit, pretty please?

Butter up some other girl,
Scarf ace.

I'm trying to read.

Can I at least have
a piece of your gum, then?

Live it up, Hopalong.

Much obliged.

Reintegration. How?

I'll step out for a moment.

When I come back,
I'll be speaking with Chess.

He and I will come
to an understanding.

(SCOFFS)
Chess doesn't negotiate.

My position
won't be negotiable.

You're afraid of losing him.

He has my back.

So do I.

I've known you since you
were a very small boy.

All I want is
what's best for you.

I thought you were
supposed to be fast.

Yeah, well,
if you're the expert,

why don't you build the charge?

That's a conductor, mate,

used in place of C4 explosive.

You want to blow your arm
off on your own time,

you go right ahead.

Looks like gum to me.

Well, why don't you
give it a chew,

stick it behind your ear
and light a match to it?

I'd love to see that.

SCALES: Kazzie, look sharp.

That auto carrier
moves out in an hour.

Your wife's calling.

SCALES: He usually parks it on
the north side of the street.

We'll need two men
on the passenger side

and one man to put
a barrel on the driver.

It would require seven seconds

to jam this pen
into the vertebral artery

under your left ear,
paralyzing you.

It would require
an additional 16 minutes

to remove with a straight razor

your cornea and all
your lymph nodes.

One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven.

I seem to still
have my corneas.

What's the holdup?

Maybe you know that I'm
here to help Peter.

When you're quiet,
that helps him.

Don't you want him happy?

Don't you want him playing?

There are doors
still locked to you,

doors you very much
want to open.

I have keys.

Can you keep a secret?

More precisely, can you
keep a secret from Peter?

(GUN COCKS)

Give me the code to the loader,

or I'll stick this barrel
down your throat.

All right. Easy. Easy, man.
Just take it easy.

That's mine, bro.

No, Noodle, that's mine.

(WHOOSHING) No, no.

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

You listening?

Good, 'cause I'm only
gonna say this once.

ARK may be blind,
but The Cape is watching.

Louder, you dolt!

ARK may be blind,
but The Cape is watching.

The Cape?

What else did he say?

He said, "Repeat what I said
to the reptile word for word,

"or next time
I'll keep squeezing."

How the bloody hell does The
Cape know what job we're doing

an hour after I know myself?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Get that.

Yeah.

Pokerface.

The Cape just busted up
his crew robbing a truck.

He wants a sit-down.

Get out of here.

Just when I thought
it couldn't get no lovelier.

Just fork over
the envelope, okay?

My L5 is killing me
thanks to you.

What... What is this,
an appetizer?

We had some
unforeseen difficulties.

A lot of you guys are having
unforeseen difficulties.

That shouldn't change the
weight of ARK's envelope.

The envelope
would be a lot heavier

if your boys hadn't
put The Cape onto us.

Us turn The Cape onto you?

Yeah.

Are you shedding skin
or something?

Is it that time of year?

If I had your manpower,

The Cape would be
roadkill by now.

Nothing but complaints
from you.

You throw Peter Fleming
and our corporation 20%

and a few fish
for the newspapers,

and the boroughs, Trolley Park

and the ports are all yours.

That's not just reasonable.
That's charitable.

If The Cape keeps
pulling your pants down,

you don't need me,
you need a belt.

Get this joker out of here
before I do something I regret.

Idiot.

The Cape.

What happened?

I had a conversation
with Chess.

He agreed to stop
the personal appearances.

I don't think he'll be
bothering you again.

(SCOFFS)

You're skeptical?

That's one adjective.

Peter, you don't need Chess.

You don't need to split off

the parts of yourself
that frighten you.

We all have darkness, evil.

The question is, how do we
sublimate those impulses

in constructive ways?

What does Chess
get out of this?

There is no Chess, Peter.
There is only you.

Close your eyes
and take a moment.

Now, tell me,

can you locate him inside you?

He's not there.

That's as close as we get

to a happy ending
in my business.

Samuel, we've known
each other a long time.

I respect you.
I admire you.

So please heed
this word of advice.

Always be honest with me.

I can only tell you that once.

What are you doing?

So, who's The Cape?

None of your concern
is who he is.

Huh?

You know, I was told that
you boys owned the police.

Now one of your guys is getting
shipped off to an island prison.

That sounds like
false advertising to me.

Right side, huh?

What's that?

You told us on the phone that
when we met you at the airport,

we'd know it's you 'cause you had
scarring on the side of your face.

The left side of your face.

(CHUCKLES)

Right side.

That's not what you
said on the phone.

Well, you must
have misheard me.

I hope for your sake I did.

SCALES: Kazzie.

So, what's so important

that interrupted
my pasta and meatballs?

What I'm talking about is an
environment to do business.

What I'm talking about is three
jobs screwed up in two days.

The Cape drops my assets
with port cops,

and suddenly they're
heading to Owl Island?

Dude took out
five of my boys last night.

Not good
for my recruiting, man.

What happened to, uh,
"ARK's in play"?

(LAUGHS) What happened
to "Wild West rules"?

Give me the cops back.

At least them I know
what I'm dealing with.

I hear you.

I'm investigating
the situation.

All will be resolved.

Nah, the situation is

you feeding snitches
in your own house, man.

You want to get in my face
with those words, son?

Snitch, bitch.

You know what?
Maybe it's you!

Enough with the theatrics!

Take care of this, Dominic,
with haste.

Otherwise I treat
your people as cops,

and you know what I do to cops.

I'll get you your Trolley Park.

Eyes.

(SCREAMING)

It burns!

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Razer, load up.
We leave tonight.

I want Malini dead
by the morning.

Kazzie, you assist Razer
to the vehicle.

We call a meet.
Trolley Park, Route 20.

You isolate Malini.

Your charge will bring down
the old depot from above.

Malini loves
Trolley Park so much,

we'll bury him in it.

Not a bad scheme, mate.

That was your scheme.

Like I said,

it's not a bad scheme.

So where am I loading up?

Feeling suspicious
hurts my stomach.

You don't want my stomach
to hurt, do you?

I really don't care
about your stomach.

Am I loading up or not?

Kazzie, a word.

(EXPLOSION)

(SIGHS) Vince.

Rain delay.

Mr. Raoul
needs you out front.

(SIGHS) Yeah,
I'll be there in a minute.

No, no, no, no, no.
(COCKS GUN)

Mr. Raoul needs you
out front, Razer.

Good evening, fellows.

(EXHALES) Smells like
a vet's office in here,

like a bunch of scared dogs.

Well, chin up, you dogs.

Nothing worth having ever came
without a bit of adversity.

Now,

who would be brave enough

to have a guess of
what's in the box?

Noodle,
you want to have a guess?

No, Mr. Raoul.

The answer
to our recent setbacks

is in that box.

Who else would have a guess?

Razer.

Maybe you.

No.

Hmm.

Then allow me

to present to you

a cake!

We got to go in, Max, 'cause
they won't just kill him.

They'll torture him.

So what?
I owe my life to this cop now?

We go in guns blazing?

Believe it or not, Tonto,
he's part of the crew.

The Cape's been busting up Scales'
operations all over town.

They'll trace
that back to Vince.

Then let The Cape save him.

You're a punk.

No, bro, I'm just practical.

Max?

No, Ruvi's right.

Let The Cape save him.

As a token of my esteem,

for his loyalty,

Kazzie gets a slice of cake.

For his punctuality,

Mikey gets a slice.

For his dress sense,

Trevor.

For their speedy getaways,

my two drivers
get a slice of cake.

To get a slice of cake
in my crew

means you've done well,

that you belong.

Now, you may have noticed

there was
a slice of cake missing.

This isn't an accident.

It means one of you

won't be getting a slice.

This means one of you

is a fear-reeking dog.

Worse, even,

a rat that has wriggled its way

into my trust,

my confidence,

my family unit.

I hope you don't have
a sweet tooth, my friend.

Because

no cake for you!

(GRUNTING)

Take him to the showers.

This is gonna be messy.

(COUGHING)

(GASPING)

(LAUGHING)

I'll tell you
what you want to know.

No need.

I believe in pain first.

I think I've chipped a scale.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Pokerface, how are the eyes?

Burning.

You want to have a go?

Ask him.

Where is he, eh?

Where's The Cape?

Maybe you've got
his phone number.

Or maybe it's you.

Maybe you're the blackbird.

What do you think, Pokerface?

It makes sense.

Yeah, it makes perfect sense.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Eh?

Could the good Lord
be so nice to me?

I'm gonna pluck your feathers,

blackbird!

Pick him up.

(COUGHING)

(LAUGHING)

Kazzie, get the acid.

This next part
is Pokerface's idea.

Noodle!

What's going on?

Trevor, Mikey, answer me.

(GAGGING)

No, please...
Please don't shoot.

Come out here!

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

I should have charged those
sons of bitches admission.

I hope you
were paying attention,

'cause that's how it's done.

Yeah. (LAUGHS)

How did you do a double-wrap
with the lights out?

(CHUCKLING)

You can't teach style.

(LAUGHS)

Or common sense.

You need rest.

No, no.
When I'm done here.

Suit yourself.

Max?

I don't forget.

(DIALING PHONE)

Hello?
Orwell?

Hi, Vince.

I got it.
The smoking gun.

Orwell Is Watching is about to
get the exclusive of the decade.

Are you there?

You okay?

Yes, Vince.

Everything's wonderful.