Wiseguy (1987–2009): Season 1, Episode 20 - Dirty Little Wars - full transcript
With Mel and Susan Profitt undone, McPike begins dismantling their empire, but Vinnie demands to stay on the case to get to the bottom of Roger Lococco's ties to a rogue CIA operation to stage a Caribbean coup d'etat.
- [Announcer]
Tonight on Wiseguy.
- See I don't see myself
as kissing off this nation.
I see myself as protecting it.
- The guys you're looking
for are a daisy chain
of men in high places.
You're sure LoCocco's
not gonna hurt ya,
I'm just as sure
that these guys will.
- I want the satisfaction
of knowing that he is gone.
- Listen to me, if
he slips through
and they manage to hit you,
I swear on my family
I'll kill 'em myself.
(suspenseful music)
- All right guys I
need a few minutes.
Why don't you go
grab some lunch.
Why are we closing
this case Frank?
- Vince we stumbled
onto a criminal empire
and we brought it down now.
What's left here
are records leading
to some of the biggest
criminals on earth.
It's like shooting
fish in a barrel.
I'd say it's a job well done.
- Roger LoCocco.
- Oh Vince.
Roger LoCocco was
working for the CIA
while you were
working for the OCB.
You're going after
the same criminal
from different directions.
- No no no that's
too neat Frank.
LoCocco been in
this a long time.
He's got a lot more on his plate
than just Mel Profitt.
What about to take
over of Il Pavo?
- I talked to Arthur Franklin.
He's the Attorney
General specialist
on constitutional law.
He's got top-secret
clearance he could not
establish LoCocco's
existence in the CIA.
- Frank the guy does exist.
- Which means he's
in so deep that
the CIA front office doesn't
know what he's up to.
What about a meeting
with this Ketcher guy?
He's in a company too.
Somebody's gonna
know what's going on.
- Ketcher came to the company
by way of the Special Forces.
A real destabilization
ideologue.
They tried to remove him but
the guy wouldn't go quietly
so they put him in research
and shuffled him
off to the boonies.
I guess they just figured
a guy would fade away.
- Well if you know that much
then you know that
I'm not ready to close
shop on this yet.
- And what are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna confront Roger.
I want to hear it from him that
the only reason he was in this
was to bring down Profitt.
- That is not a good idea,
the guy is dangerous.
- There's an
understanding between us
one undercover
operative to another.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
- And I am ordering you not to.
So you be real careful
on your vacation
you understand?
- Thanks Frank.
- Vince.
- What?
- I would sleep a
lot better at night
if you'd make your
call in schedule.
- You got it.
- Vinnie?
- What?
- The guys you're looking for a
daisy-chain of
men in high places
abusing their power.
They're invisible,
they want to stay that way.
You're sure LoCocco is
not going to hurt you.
I'm just as sure
that these guys will.
(soft music)
(airplane engines roaring)
(suspenseful music)
- Hi.
Where's Roger?
May I?
(bags rustling)
How long's Roger been gone?
You know he's not
coming back don't you?
How do you know that?
He called you.
Somebody else called you,
he said he wasn't coming back.
He told you to pick
up whatever was left.
Groceries.
You understand me, why
don't you talk to me?
(trying to speak)
What?
(trying to speak)
- No tongue?
(breathing heavily)
Oh I'm sorry.
Do you know who
was it called you?
(gates opening)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(clicking)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(gun loading)
(balls rolling)
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(gate closing)
(drawers slamming)
(clothes shuffling)
(dialing)
(phone ringing)
- Mike Terranova.
- USA money section.
Standard collapse rollover.
- Hey what's your 20 Vinnie?
- Still Vancouver.
Listen, I need anything
on a Morris Daniels.
South Dakota driver's license
number D K five
eight four five nine
nine nine eight three
It's probably bogus.
- How quick you need this?
- I'll hold.
- All right, hang on.
It's going to take a minute.
(exhaling deeply)
(papers rustling)
- Yeah you're right.
Morris Daniels is bogus.
- All right, try a
Michael Darehousen.
Florida driver's license
number three two zero
nine three seven
five four seven A.
I got a Social Security
card and a passport.
Social security number
two two one three six
- Bingo.
When a guy comes up this quick,
you know you're in trouble.
- [Vinnie] What do we got?
- Oh boy this guy's
right at the top of
the what's he up to list.
Mercenary.
Wherever this guy goes, the
nations change their name.
Rhodesia, Zaire, Be-af-fir,
the Belgian Congo.
Cashiered out of the service,
section eight mental case.
- What branch?
- [Mike] Special Forces.
- Who's his commanding officer?
- It's going to take a minute.
- Never mind.
I know who it is.
(suspenseful music)
- Bernie, use the phone?
Thanks.
(phone ringing)
(sighing)
(phone slams)
(suspenseful music)
(car engine starts)
(suspenseful music)
(car engine starts)
(suspenseful music)
(car door closes)
(suspenseful music)
(door unlocking)
(door closes)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(suspenseful music)
- Roger?
(suspenseful music)
Roger?
(balls rolling)
(laughing)
(suspenseful music)
(laughing)
(suspenseful music)
(jet plane engine starting)
- Dammit!
(jet plane engine humming)
- Vinnie?
- [Vinnie] Yeah.
- I got you booked on the
first morning flight to DC.
McPike's got--
- [Vinnie] Hey, whoa whoa whoa,
I lost Ketcher,
he's taken off in a
private jet right
now with no numbers.
- Yeah we you got
to get to DC ASAP.
- You gotta track down that jet!
- All right, I'll do what I can
but you are on the
first flight out
of Vancouver tomorrow morning.
- Why?
- [Mike] Justice Department
brass wants to see you.
McPike wants to know where
Darehousen fits into this.
- He doesn't.
About three hours
ago I killed him.
(phone slamming)
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] Huh?
Huh?
- Ah you look like you're
going through hell.
- Yeah well we been
following you buckwheat.
- Just so you know Cicerone?
- Here's your nerve
right here ah!
(laughing)
(laughing and grunting)
- Carl.
You are looking good.
- Well thank you.
- Don't take it is too
big a compliment, Carl.
Just means he ain't looking
at you through bars.
(laughing)
- It's good to see you guys.
- Well it's real good
to see you too, Roger.
When are we getting our money?
- Ah down to the business.
Get in the car follow me.
I gotta close the gate.
- [Man] Let's go!
(tires squealing)
- What is this?
A Boy Scout jamboree?
- Parris Island ugly.
(whistle screeching)
- [Man] Come on, up and adam!
Let's go!
- You propose freedom fighters.
- [Man] I think I
want more money.
- Come on!
Listen up.
These men will be
in charge for the
duration of this engagement.
For the next five days you
will do exactly as they say
without hesitation.
If you do not,
on the sixth day you will die.
Dismissed!
Lights out!
- Mr. LoCocco, I
need to see LoCocco.
You will not threaten my men.
You have a problem
you bring it to me.
- Mr. LaLonde.
- Are we clear on this?
- Yeah.
- Good.
Rush!
I am the president of
a government in exile.
It will be appropriate for
you to address me as such.
- Look now, we're
going to be together
for seven days now.
After that you can
president anything you want
but until then, just
stay out of my way.
(door slams)
- Is the Attorney
General coming down here?
- Yes.
I would describe the
situation as urgent.
Relax Vince we're a
nation built on rock.
- Let's skip formality.
Attorney General Grayson,
this is field director
Frank McPike.
- Sir.
- Vincent Terranova,
OCB undercover.
- Jack, just called me Jack.
Arthur, put that damn
thing out, let's do it.
- Yes sir.
- Those were Gary
Gilmore's last words,
let's do it.
- What kind of man says
that to a firing squad huh?
- Roger LoCocco.
Born in Odessa, Texas 1950.
To Bee and Honey LoCocco.
They were wildcatters,
they hit it big
about a year after
Roger's birth,
and Roger was sent
to boarding school.
He was six years old.
Graduated at 16.
Grade point average 4.0.
He excelled at athletics.
Forged his parents
signature and enlisted.
Three tours of duty, Vietnam, 12
field citations including
the Medal of Honor.
He was recruited into covert
forces by a captain
Herbert Ketcher.
Now somewhere in
the middle of 1974
record-wise LoCocco disappeared.
He resurfaced again
about a year ago
in the wake of several
contract murders
the OCB was investigating.
Agent Terranova
using his reputation
developed as a result
of infiltrating the mob
made contact with LoCocco.
Vince.
- Roger LoCocco worked
for Mel Profitt.
- The arms dealer died
a couple of weeks ago.
- Yeah.
Now the months before he died
the arms trade seemed to dry
up for no apparent reason
so Mel went back
to drug trafficking
to try to prop it up
but it didn't work.
Roger had been urging Mel
to take over an island
suggesting that he
could own the drug trade
from the soil to the street.
The more business collapsed,
the more Mel bought into
Roger's idea.
Then he showed up one day
with this finance minister
from Il Pavo with
plans for a coup
using Mel's money and
munitions contacts.
Then they got into some
voodoo stuff I don't begin to
understand but left
both of them dead.
- At Agent Terranova's
request I tailed LoCocco
which led to Herbert Ketcher.
Now we cross-referenced
phone and travel records.
Ketcher's movement
duplicate LoCocco's from
the time LoCocco became
involved with profits.
- Why do I need to know this?
- Herb Ketcher is
employed by the CIA.
- You believe you've stumbled
into a covert operation?
- We think that Ketcher
is responsible for
profits collapse.
Now yesterday in Vancouver
this man, Michael Darehousen,
went to LoCocco's loft and
murdered his housekeeper.
He also tried to assassinate
Agent Terranova who,
in defending himself,
killed Darehousen.
Darehousen's a mercenary.
His first military involvement
is with Herbert Ketcher.
Now Agent Terranova
searched the motel room
and found among other things
an airline ticket to Il Pavo.
Henri LaLonde, vocal opposition
to Pavo's current leadership.
- Jack there's a pretty
clear suggestion of
an extra legal
military action here.
- Nothing concrete.
- Jack Herb Ketcher
has security clearance
to the White House.
- Who authorized it?
- Admiral Strikin.
- Damn.
Where's Ketcher?
- Unknown.
- LoCocco?
- Same.
- Whose idealogue hard sells
his southern hemisphere
paranoid every cocktail
party inside the beltway?
Damn self-appointed patriot.
What I've heard here today
doesn't leave this room.
Your duty, Vince, is
depressingly clear.
- Yes sir.
- Where do you start?
- That's a shot in the dark
- Arthur, I'd like a place
a little close to the best.
- Of course Frank, good luck.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
- Darehousen's ticket
has you landing
in Il Pavo in five days.
We do not have time
for shots in the dark.
- You didn't even know
what I was gonna say.
- Where you going?
- Where I'm going
I'm going by myself.
- Wait a second, we're working
outside OCB procedure here.
I'm not going to have
you do that alone.
- Frank you haven't been
in the trenches for years.
- Oh but when I was.
Come on.
Where are we going?
(train whistling)
(suspenseful music)
- Yeah Roger brought
me on here when I first
hooked up with him.
Was not enough value but
it was gated and padlocked.
He had these cutout
figures in the field
he used for target practice.
Just like his loft.
Huge and lonely feeling.
Everyplace else I went with
Roger was rich and cluttered
but that was Profitt.
This place,
this place was
definitely LoCocco.
I know the guy's here.
- Four of us in those Boy
Scouts against 1500 men.
The tricky part is here.
Fifty heavily armed men guard
the presidential residences.
Baraka's brigades.
The Islanders believe
they're enviewed
with some celestial powers.
- Oh great Caribbean
Pentecostals.
Bobbie Carl can just go in
there and preach him to death.
Why don't you just
shut up Walker.
- Whoa, hey hey team.
Now our main launch
will be on the garrison
and the radio station.
Darehousen will be on
island a day ahead of us.
You will set off 20 minutes
of concussion grenades.
Pin them down with noise.
Russell will lead LaLonde's
men into the radio station.
Once LaLonde broadcasts,
that island is ours.
- What about the compound
of demon worshipers?
- M16s married the M203s.
Their heaviest weapons
are Vulcans elevated
on concrete strides.
Two at either frontal
corner of the wall.
Take them out and they're
pinned inside the compound.
We just hang up a sign
that says Il Pavo jail.
Who is it?
- It's me.
Guys, how's the strategy going?
- We don't need any help Herb.
- Can I talk to you
for a minute Roger?
- Do your homework.
No TV till you do your homework.
- Did you have to light
a fire under LaLonde?
He's having a fit
because you insulted him
in front of his men.
- This military incursion
on behalf of democracy
is quickly turning into Herb
Ketcher's triumphant return
to the Potomac.
- Don't come on to me Roger.
You're pulling enough
cash from this operation
to buy a seat on
the stock exchange.
- Well we all know what
that's worth don't we?
Look you've got a pusillanimous
potentate on your hands pal
and I am gritting my
teeth to get through this
for I don't know why.
But for the next six days,
I own this show.
You under--
- What do you think?
- It's probably
going to get dirty.
You might want to get
a change of clothing
before we secure the island.
- These are the
colors of my people.
- Your people.
- Pardon?
Did Herbert explain
things to you?
Are we clear on this Herbert?
- I was just talking to Roger.
- Well Mr. LoCocco?
- What is it?
- You're beautiful.
- Why thank you.
- Yeah beautiful.
(restaurant patrons talking)
- Well LoCocco must be here.
- What do you mean must?
All these people say they've
never seen him before.
You show them the
photo they all go numb.
We have to do some heavy
tipping to keep 'em all quiet.
- We wait, he'll come to us.
For you anyway.
It's a sure bet they told me
there's a scrawny little guy
with funny looking
glasses snooping around.
- Thanks for the kind words.
- Don't mention it.
- Thank you.
Thanks.
- You know, it's amazing
how places stay the same.
I bet when I was
a field operative
I spent a thousand nights
in places like this.
- Yeah, it stinks doesn't it?
- This guy's been in
every bar I've ever been.
- So change seats.
- No, I read too much into it.
- Did you talk to Lifeguard?
- Yeah, there's an
anti-terrorist team on alert
in Wichita Falls and I can be
here inside of three hours.
I don't want to go
for warrants to assure
we have material
evidence to hang him.
- You know, this guy's
really bugging me.
- Frank will you lighten up?
The guy's playing with
a full deck of Joker's.
Just relax.
- So what's he gonna do?
He's gonna ask for a date?
- So why don't you
call it a night then?
- How am I gonna sleep
with all this going on?
- Frank, I promise you,
LoCocco sleeps too.
- All right, I'm
gonna get some rest.
- Don't forget to
chain lock your door.
(suspenseful music)
- [Bartender] Last
call everybody.
- How important is he to you?
- Inside his suit the
label says Sid Shak.
Secaucus, New Jersey.
Now really friends,
how close can you get
to that kind of bad taste?
- Is he alive?
- It's your call buckwheat.
Never did like that did you?
Couple of beers please.
- We're closed.
- Right away.
- Mr. McPike is fine, he'll
be released when we leave.
- Roger, why are you doing this?
- Why, why is a question you
and I stopped asking ourselves
a long time ago Vince.
- I didn't.
- Well maybe you should.
There's a lot of pain
involved with that question.
- But the pain is there Roger.
The difference between you
and me is I deal with it.
You blind yourself to it but
don't tell me it doesn't hurt.
You can save that
for your buddies.
- I can't afford the doubt
that comes with that question.
- No, you can't afford the
truth that comes with it.
You stay out of this.
I want an answer.
How do you go from Medal
of Honor to mercenary?
At what point you
kiss off the nation
for these dirty little wars?
- I live in a thicket
infested by zealots
bent on the bloodletting
of this nation.
They raise a glass of
sake to the Rising Sun
and plummet zeros filled with
dynamite into our fathers.
They beat themselves with
chains until they arrive
at an archetype state
then they shout Allah
and drive truckloads of
explosives into our brothers.
They thump Marxist manifestos
like some backwater evangelist
and carve away half of
Europe enslaving our cousins.
Now they want what we
have but they don't want
to arrive at it by initiative.
They want it by insurrection.
These are the residents of
Mr. LoCocco's neighborhood.
It's a scum ridden place to live
but I live there to stop them.
I don't see myself as
kissing off this nation.
I see myself as protecting it.
- Who are you
protecting when you
had your housekeeper killed?
That was bad Roger.
She took a load of
buckshot point-blank.
- Who did it?
- Darehousen.
But he didn't get
so lucky with me.
- Is he dead?
- Yeah and they're both
laying in your loft.
I followed Ketcher back
there and he saw the bodies.
You know what?
He left laughing.
Another blow struck
for democracy huh, Rog?
I want McPike back.
- You okay man?
- Yeah.
- [Roger] Vince.
(tires squealing)
- Where the hell have
you been all night?
You lost your senses?
Look what I find
in a Motor home.
You're the only man I
know who likes to invite
his liabilities home for supper.
He's gotta go!
- Where's Darehousen?
- Did you hear a word I said?
- Every paltry syllable.
Where's Darehousen?
- He's always been unreliable,
I don't know where he is!
You may have to go without him.
Now this guy's gotta go.
- If this is a
shouting match I win.
I'm on the phone
with the chairman of
the unified bottling
corporation.
How can I conduct business?
I am sorry.
You can imagine the
chaos that comes with
this kind of operation.
Don't be hesitant about labor,
the boat is full
of willing workers.
Yes they make too much now.
I'm certain they
will accept cutbacks
to help expand your business.
I can be very persuasive
if properly motivated.
- You going to handle it?
I said are you
going to handle it?
- Team did you talk to them?
Yeah.
Get McPike.
The training nose is assembled?
Bring it to me and bring a clip.
- Hey, you are
doing it aren't you?
- Yeah you got a
problem with that?
- Not a one buckwheat,
long as it doesn't
cut into the money.
- Has it ever?
Thank you brother.
Take that stuff off.
Mc Pike.
I have to do something
and I'm gonna try
and make it as
painless as possible.
Take that off too.
- You're scum LoCocco.
- Thank you Frank.
You're gonna make
this much easier.
(suspenseful music)
(machine gun shooting)
(suspenseful music)
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Herb?
Everything's taken care of
with my house lady right?
- I said I'd take care
of it, I took care of it.
I don't leave loose ends.
(suspenseful music)
- Hundred grand a piece.
Now get out of here,
get it in a bank.
- It was fifty Roger.
I ain't sticking this.
- So what, it's a bonus.
Now get out of here.
We're working against the clock.
I'll see you at the hangar.
- It's clean.
- Good, get the car.
- This was not a coup.
This was a liberation.
Seeing the streets, the people
of Pavo are celebrating.
- But it was a coup
in so much as you see
is powered by military action.
- Can we stop?
Herbert, why are
they attacking me?
- It's not an attack.
We have to explain your
intention to hold elections.
- Of course, I forgot.
- What do you need?
- Money for the team, I think
it should come from you.
- No problem.
- Quiet please.
- Sorry.
- You seize power
by military action.
- We don't think
this was a coup.
It was a liberation.
We intend to hold elections
as soon as possible.
- [Man] We're about out of tape.
- Sometime in the 21st century.
(whispering)
- Herb?
- Yeah?
- Don't forget to money.
- Okay, yeah.
(upbeat music)
- Mr. President.
I think I'd be a good
idea if you gave your man
a pep talk before we packed up.
- Of course.
I intended to.
- All our ducks ready to go?
- Darehousen never showed.
- Don't start Roger.
- That's the equivalent
of a 20% loss in manpower
the team isn't happy
I had to call in
the last-minute replacement.
And Cicerone said there's
no room for two Italians on
the team so I had to call in
another designated hitter.
(knocking)
- Hello Herb.
- The hell is this Roger?
What are you doing to me?
(machine gun shooting)
- Training weapon, Herb.
You don't think
we trust the boys
with real live bullets do you?
- You blew the mission.
You traitor.
You dirty bastard!
- Good, good that's what
I wanted you to see.
How's it feel herb?
(yelling)
(tires squealing)
- Come on, get out here.
- Whoa whoa whoa you
boys are in custody.
- Frank!
- It's part of the deal.
- What deal?
- My deal with Roger for
your safety and for him.
- If they walk?
- That's right.
- No, these boys
aren't gonna walk.
They're mercenaries.
God only knows what they
can be charged with.
You have no authority
to make that decision.
- Who does?
Your life was on the line.
- These men are faced
with capital charges.
You had no right to
trade me for them.
- It's all I had.
Go on, go ahead,
get out of here.
- You get out of that
car or we're gonna fire.
- Frank, I told.
Part of the deal.
Now you shoot then and you're
gonna have to shoot me too.
I've seen the price
you have to pay to
let other people make
decisions for you.
How's it feel Roger?
- You ever had
your skin cut back
far enough to see the bone?
- Yeah.
(yelling) Get out!
(car speeding)
- You're a dead man Roger.
- I know that hurt.
- Don't do it Roger.
- Stay back, Vince.
This is my day.
- Why'd you listen to me?
If he lives, I'll parade
him through those streets
like a caged monkey.
His name will be a curse.
- Come on Vince.
You know when all
this flack dies down
he'll get his own talk show.
- No, look at him?
Look at what he's holding.
He's got all the
evidence of a coup
with his fingerprints
all over it.
- You know what you're
holding don't you buckwheat?
All the aerial photographs.
All the money for
your democratic coup
to make Il Pavo safe for
the bottling company.
You tell me Herb.
You just tell me
where it's worth
dying for, life, liberty
and the pursuit of soda pop.
All those subversives huh?
All those subversives
trying to stop America
from having a cold
wet one, yeah.
15 years captain!
(gunshots)
For what?
Destiny?
- Or our children.
- I don't have any children.
I don't have any family.
I don't think of you as
a father anymore Herb.
Our relationship
has been sort of
inadequate.
I have nothing!
Nothing!
Except Mel Profitt's money.
That's right Herb.
I am one rich son of a bitch.
Maybe that's what
it's all about huh?
Money money money money money.
You and I, we used to
believe in something.
I don't know maybe
that's why they put
the president's face
in our damn money.
(laughing)
I mean do you know
anybody Il Pavo?
Do you really believe this
clown is the hope of his nation?
Do you give a damn?
No?
Ah no, no.
Animal.
This is for Preet.
- No no no no don't.
- [Vince] Roger, don't.
- I'm a dead man Vince.
Whoever this man answers
to they're coming after me
I want the satisfaction of
knowing that he is gone.
- And I want the
whole pie Roger.
You're about to take
that away from me.
Listen to me.
If he slips through and
they manage to hit you,
I swear on my family,
I'll kill him myself.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(coughing)
(clicking)
(suspenseful music)
- Okay sport, let's go.
- I'm the president of
a government in exile.
- Ah yeah, you're
doing a hell of a job.
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
- So you reported to Ketcher,
but who did he report to?
Who's between
Strichen and Ketcher?
- I don't know.
- You don't know
the next in command?
- Come on Vince.
Succeeding for us depends
on compartmentalizing.
- Roger there's a difference
between compartmentalizing
and being sealed off.
Now when did
Ketcher isolate you?
- He didn't isolate me.
After Saigon fell I was
running some covert operations
and I traveled under
phony passports.
- Who'd you report to?
- Ketcher.
- Did you ever know who
Ketcher answered to?
- It's been over ten years.
- You traveled under
aliases for over ten years.
Answered only to Herb
Ketcher and you don't think
you've been isolated?
(exhaling)
- I hate him.
- Roger, why was your
housekeeper killed?
- Preet.
Preet was a Chinese
hooker in Kwangtree.
Ketcher was using her.
Sometimes for days.
A couple of operations he
tried running were ambushed.
He blamed her.
He ordered me to kill her.
I couldn't.
God
(sharply exhaling)
she made me feel so good.
I was 17 and
I didn't know you could
be touched like that.
I couldn't kill her.
I couldn't.
So Captain Ketcher ordered me to
cut out her tongue.
I was 17.
I never forgave myself
so I took care of her.
She took care of me.
Preet.
Forgive me.
Please
forgive me.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
Tonight on Wiseguy.
- See I don't see myself
as kissing off this nation.
I see myself as protecting it.
- The guys you're looking
for are a daisy chain
of men in high places.
You're sure LoCocco's
not gonna hurt ya,
I'm just as sure
that these guys will.
- I want the satisfaction
of knowing that he is gone.
- Listen to me, if
he slips through
and they manage to hit you,
I swear on my family
I'll kill 'em myself.
(suspenseful music)
- All right guys I
need a few minutes.
Why don't you go
grab some lunch.
Why are we closing
this case Frank?
- Vince we stumbled
onto a criminal empire
and we brought it down now.
What's left here
are records leading
to some of the biggest
criminals on earth.
It's like shooting
fish in a barrel.
I'd say it's a job well done.
- Roger LoCocco.
- Oh Vince.
Roger LoCocco was
working for the CIA
while you were
working for the OCB.
You're going after
the same criminal
from different directions.
- No no no that's
too neat Frank.
LoCocco been in
this a long time.
He's got a lot more on his plate
than just Mel Profitt.
What about to take
over of Il Pavo?
- I talked to Arthur Franklin.
He's the Attorney
General specialist
on constitutional law.
He's got top-secret
clearance he could not
establish LoCocco's
existence in the CIA.
- Frank the guy does exist.
- Which means he's
in so deep that
the CIA front office doesn't
know what he's up to.
What about a meeting
with this Ketcher guy?
He's in a company too.
Somebody's gonna
know what's going on.
- Ketcher came to the company
by way of the Special Forces.
A real destabilization
ideologue.
They tried to remove him but
the guy wouldn't go quietly
so they put him in research
and shuffled him
off to the boonies.
I guess they just figured
a guy would fade away.
- Well if you know that much
then you know that
I'm not ready to close
shop on this yet.
- And what are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna confront Roger.
I want to hear it from him that
the only reason he was in this
was to bring down Profitt.
- That is not a good idea,
the guy is dangerous.
- There's an
understanding between us
one undercover
operative to another.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
- And I am ordering you not to.
So you be real careful
on your vacation
you understand?
- Thanks Frank.
- Vince.
- What?
- I would sleep a
lot better at night
if you'd make your
call in schedule.
- You got it.
- Vinnie?
- What?
- The guys you're looking for a
daisy-chain of
men in high places
abusing their power.
They're invisible,
they want to stay that way.
You're sure LoCocco is
not going to hurt you.
I'm just as sure
that these guys will.
(soft music)
(airplane engines roaring)
(suspenseful music)
- Hi.
Where's Roger?
May I?
(bags rustling)
How long's Roger been gone?
You know he's not
coming back don't you?
How do you know that?
He called you.
Somebody else called you,
he said he wasn't coming back.
He told you to pick
up whatever was left.
Groceries.
You understand me, why
don't you talk to me?
(trying to speak)
What?
(trying to speak)
- No tongue?
(breathing heavily)
Oh I'm sorry.
Do you know who
was it called you?
(gates opening)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(clicking)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(gun loading)
(balls rolling)
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(gate closing)
(drawers slamming)
(clothes shuffling)
(dialing)
(phone ringing)
- Mike Terranova.
- USA money section.
Standard collapse rollover.
- Hey what's your 20 Vinnie?
- Still Vancouver.
Listen, I need anything
on a Morris Daniels.
South Dakota driver's license
number D K five
eight four five nine
nine nine eight three
It's probably bogus.
- How quick you need this?
- I'll hold.
- All right, hang on.
It's going to take a minute.
(exhaling deeply)
(papers rustling)
- Yeah you're right.
Morris Daniels is bogus.
- All right, try a
Michael Darehousen.
Florida driver's license
number three two zero
nine three seven
five four seven A.
I got a Social Security
card and a passport.
Social security number
two two one three six
- Bingo.
When a guy comes up this quick,
you know you're in trouble.
- [Vinnie] What do we got?
- Oh boy this guy's
right at the top of
the what's he up to list.
Mercenary.
Wherever this guy goes, the
nations change their name.
Rhodesia, Zaire, Be-af-fir,
the Belgian Congo.
Cashiered out of the service,
section eight mental case.
- What branch?
- [Mike] Special Forces.
- Who's his commanding officer?
- It's going to take a minute.
- Never mind.
I know who it is.
(suspenseful music)
- Bernie, use the phone?
Thanks.
(phone ringing)
(sighing)
(phone slams)
(suspenseful music)
(car engine starts)
(suspenseful music)
(car engine starts)
(suspenseful music)
(car door closes)
(suspenseful music)
(door unlocking)
(door closes)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(suspenseful music)
- Roger?
(suspenseful music)
Roger?
(balls rolling)
(laughing)
(suspenseful music)
(laughing)
(suspenseful music)
(jet plane engine starting)
- Dammit!
(jet plane engine humming)
- Vinnie?
- [Vinnie] Yeah.
- I got you booked on the
first morning flight to DC.
McPike's got--
- [Vinnie] Hey, whoa whoa whoa,
I lost Ketcher,
he's taken off in a
private jet right
now with no numbers.
- Yeah we you got
to get to DC ASAP.
- You gotta track down that jet!
- All right, I'll do what I can
but you are on the
first flight out
of Vancouver tomorrow morning.
- Why?
- [Mike] Justice Department
brass wants to see you.
McPike wants to know where
Darehousen fits into this.
- He doesn't.
About three hours
ago I killed him.
(phone slamming)
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] Huh?
Huh?
- Ah you look like you're
going through hell.
- Yeah well we been
following you buckwheat.
- Just so you know Cicerone?
- Here's your nerve
right here ah!
(laughing)
(laughing and grunting)
- Carl.
You are looking good.
- Well thank you.
- Don't take it is too
big a compliment, Carl.
Just means he ain't looking
at you through bars.
(laughing)
- It's good to see you guys.
- Well it's real good
to see you too, Roger.
When are we getting our money?
- Ah down to the business.
Get in the car follow me.
I gotta close the gate.
- [Man] Let's go!
(tires squealing)
- What is this?
A Boy Scout jamboree?
- Parris Island ugly.
(whistle screeching)
- [Man] Come on, up and adam!
Let's go!
- You propose freedom fighters.
- [Man] I think I
want more money.
- Come on!
Listen up.
These men will be
in charge for the
duration of this engagement.
For the next five days you
will do exactly as they say
without hesitation.
If you do not,
on the sixth day you will die.
Dismissed!
Lights out!
- Mr. LoCocco, I
need to see LoCocco.
You will not threaten my men.
You have a problem
you bring it to me.
- Mr. LaLonde.
- Are we clear on this?
- Yeah.
- Good.
Rush!
I am the president of
a government in exile.
It will be appropriate for
you to address me as such.
- Look now, we're
going to be together
for seven days now.
After that you can
president anything you want
but until then, just
stay out of my way.
(door slams)
- Is the Attorney
General coming down here?
- Yes.
I would describe the
situation as urgent.
Relax Vince we're a
nation built on rock.
- Let's skip formality.
Attorney General Grayson,
this is field director
Frank McPike.
- Sir.
- Vincent Terranova,
OCB undercover.
- Jack, just called me Jack.
Arthur, put that damn
thing out, let's do it.
- Yes sir.
- Those were Gary
Gilmore's last words,
let's do it.
- What kind of man says
that to a firing squad huh?
- Roger LoCocco.
Born in Odessa, Texas 1950.
To Bee and Honey LoCocco.
They were wildcatters,
they hit it big
about a year after
Roger's birth,
and Roger was sent
to boarding school.
He was six years old.
Graduated at 16.
Grade point average 4.0.
He excelled at athletics.
Forged his parents
signature and enlisted.
Three tours of duty, Vietnam, 12
field citations including
the Medal of Honor.
He was recruited into covert
forces by a captain
Herbert Ketcher.
Now somewhere in
the middle of 1974
record-wise LoCocco disappeared.
He resurfaced again
about a year ago
in the wake of several
contract murders
the OCB was investigating.
Agent Terranova
using his reputation
developed as a result
of infiltrating the mob
made contact with LoCocco.
Vince.
- Roger LoCocco worked
for Mel Profitt.
- The arms dealer died
a couple of weeks ago.
- Yeah.
Now the months before he died
the arms trade seemed to dry
up for no apparent reason
so Mel went back
to drug trafficking
to try to prop it up
but it didn't work.
Roger had been urging Mel
to take over an island
suggesting that he
could own the drug trade
from the soil to the street.
The more business collapsed,
the more Mel bought into
Roger's idea.
Then he showed up one day
with this finance minister
from Il Pavo with
plans for a coup
using Mel's money and
munitions contacts.
Then they got into some
voodoo stuff I don't begin to
understand but left
both of them dead.
- At Agent Terranova's
request I tailed LoCocco
which led to Herbert Ketcher.
Now we cross-referenced
phone and travel records.
Ketcher's movement
duplicate LoCocco's from
the time LoCocco became
involved with profits.
- Why do I need to know this?
- Herb Ketcher is
employed by the CIA.
- You believe you've stumbled
into a covert operation?
- We think that Ketcher
is responsible for
profits collapse.
Now yesterday in Vancouver
this man, Michael Darehousen,
went to LoCocco's loft and
murdered his housekeeper.
He also tried to assassinate
Agent Terranova who,
in defending himself,
killed Darehousen.
Darehousen's a mercenary.
His first military involvement
is with Herbert Ketcher.
Now Agent Terranova
searched the motel room
and found among other things
an airline ticket to Il Pavo.
Henri LaLonde, vocal opposition
to Pavo's current leadership.
- Jack there's a pretty
clear suggestion of
an extra legal
military action here.
- Nothing concrete.
- Jack Herb Ketcher
has security clearance
to the White House.
- Who authorized it?
- Admiral Strikin.
- Damn.
Where's Ketcher?
- Unknown.
- LoCocco?
- Same.
- Whose idealogue hard sells
his southern hemisphere
paranoid every cocktail
party inside the beltway?
Damn self-appointed patriot.
What I've heard here today
doesn't leave this room.
Your duty, Vince, is
depressingly clear.
- Yes sir.
- Where do you start?
- That's a shot in the dark
- Arthur, I'd like a place
a little close to the best.
- Of course Frank, good luck.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
- Darehousen's ticket
has you landing
in Il Pavo in five days.
We do not have time
for shots in the dark.
- You didn't even know
what I was gonna say.
- Where you going?
- Where I'm going
I'm going by myself.
- Wait a second, we're working
outside OCB procedure here.
I'm not going to have
you do that alone.
- Frank you haven't been
in the trenches for years.
- Oh but when I was.
Come on.
Where are we going?
(train whistling)
(suspenseful music)
- Yeah Roger brought
me on here when I first
hooked up with him.
Was not enough value but
it was gated and padlocked.
He had these cutout
figures in the field
he used for target practice.
Just like his loft.
Huge and lonely feeling.
Everyplace else I went with
Roger was rich and cluttered
but that was Profitt.
This place,
this place was
definitely LoCocco.
I know the guy's here.
- Four of us in those Boy
Scouts against 1500 men.
The tricky part is here.
Fifty heavily armed men guard
the presidential residences.
Baraka's brigades.
The Islanders believe
they're enviewed
with some celestial powers.
- Oh great Caribbean
Pentecostals.
Bobbie Carl can just go in
there and preach him to death.
Why don't you just
shut up Walker.
- Whoa, hey hey team.
Now our main launch
will be on the garrison
and the radio station.
Darehousen will be on
island a day ahead of us.
You will set off 20 minutes
of concussion grenades.
Pin them down with noise.
Russell will lead LaLonde's
men into the radio station.
Once LaLonde broadcasts,
that island is ours.
- What about the compound
of demon worshipers?
- M16s married the M203s.
Their heaviest weapons
are Vulcans elevated
on concrete strides.
Two at either frontal
corner of the wall.
Take them out and they're
pinned inside the compound.
We just hang up a sign
that says Il Pavo jail.
Who is it?
- It's me.
Guys, how's the strategy going?
- We don't need any help Herb.
- Can I talk to you
for a minute Roger?
- Do your homework.
No TV till you do your homework.
- Did you have to light
a fire under LaLonde?
He's having a fit
because you insulted him
in front of his men.
- This military incursion
on behalf of democracy
is quickly turning into Herb
Ketcher's triumphant return
to the Potomac.
- Don't come on to me Roger.
You're pulling enough
cash from this operation
to buy a seat on
the stock exchange.
- Well we all know what
that's worth don't we?
Look you've got a pusillanimous
potentate on your hands pal
and I am gritting my
teeth to get through this
for I don't know why.
But for the next six days,
I own this show.
You under--
- What do you think?
- It's probably
going to get dirty.
You might want to get
a change of clothing
before we secure the island.
- These are the
colors of my people.
- Your people.
- Pardon?
Did Herbert explain
things to you?
Are we clear on this Herbert?
- I was just talking to Roger.
- Well Mr. LoCocco?
- What is it?
- You're beautiful.
- Why thank you.
- Yeah beautiful.
(restaurant patrons talking)
- Well LoCocco must be here.
- What do you mean must?
All these people say they've
never seen him before.
You show them the
photo they all go numb.
We have to do some heavy
tipping to keep 'em all quiet.
- We wait, he'll come to us.
For you anyway.
It's a sure bet they told me
there's a scrawny little guy
with funny looking
glasses snooping around.
- Thanks for the kind words.
- Don't mention it.
- Thank you.
Thanks.
- You know, it's amazing
how places stay the same.
I bet when I was
a field operative
I spent a thousand nights
in places like this.
- Yeah, it stinks doesn't it?
- This guy's been in
every bar I've ever been.
- So change seats.
- No, I read too much into it.
- Did you talk to Lifeguard?
- Yeah, there's an
anti-terrorist team on alert
in Wichita Falls and I can be
here inside of three hours.
I don't want to go
for warrants to assure
we have material
evidence to hang him.
- You know, this guy's
really bugging me.
- Frank will you lighten up?
The guy's playing with
a full deck of Joker's.
Just relax.
- So what's he gonna do?
He's gonna ask for a date?
- So why don't you
call it a night then?
- How am I gonna sleep
with all this going on?
- Frank, I promise you,
LoCocco sleeps too.
- All right, I'm
gonna get some rest.
- Don't forget to
chain lock your door.
(suspenseful music)
- [Bartender] Last
call everybody.
- How important is he to you?
- Inside his suit the
label says Sid Shak.
Secaucus, New Jersey.
Now really friends,
how close can you get
to that kind of bad taste?
- Is he alive?
- It's your call buckwheat.
Never did like that did you?
Couple of beers please.
- We're closed.
- Right away.
- Mr. McPike is fine, he'll
be released when we leave.
- Roger, why are you doing this?
- Why, why is a question you
and I stopped asking ourselves
a long time ago Vince.
- I didn't.
- Well maybe you should.
There's a lot of pain
involved with that question.
- But the pain is there Roger.
The difference between you
and me is I deal with it.
You blind yourself to it but
don't tell me it doesn't hurt.
You can save that
for your buddies.
- I can't afford the doubt
that comes with that question.
- No, you can't afford the
truth that comes with it.
You stay out of this.
I want an answer.
How do you go from Medal
of Honor to mercenary?
At what point you
kiss off the nation
for these dirty little wars?
- I live in a thicket
infested by zealots
bent on the bloodletting
of this nation.
They raise a glass of
sake to the Rising Sun
and plummet zeros filled with
dynamite into our fathers.
They beat themselves with
chains until they arrive
at an archetype state
then they shout Allah
and drive truckloads of
explosives into our brothers.
They thump Marxist manifestos
like some backwater evangelist
and carve away half of
Europe enslaving our cousins.
Now they want what we
have but they don't want
to arrive at it by initiative.
They want it by insurrection.
These are the residents of
Mr. LoCocco's neighborhood.
It's a scum ridden place to live
but I live there to stop them.
I don't see myself as
kissing off this nation.
I see myself as protecting it.
- Who are you
protecting when you
had your housekeeper killed?
That was bad Roger.
She took a load of
buckshot point-blank.
- Who did it?
- Darehousen.
But he didn't get
so lucky with me.
- Is he dead?
- Yeah and they're both
laying in your loft.
I followed Ketcher back
there and he saw the bodies.
You know what?
He left laughing.
Another blow struck
for democracy huh, Rog?
I want McPike back.
- You okay man?
- Yeah.
- [Roger] Vince.
(tires squealing)
- Where the hell have
you been all night?
You lost your senses?
Look what I find
in a Motor home.
You're the only man I
know who likes to invite
his liabilities home for supper.
He's gotta go!
- Where's Darehousen?
- Did you hear a word I said?
- Every paltry syllable.
Where's Darehousen?
- He's always been unreliable,
I don't know where he is!
You may have to go without him.
Now this guy's gotta go.
- If this is a
shouting match I win.
I'm on the phone
with the chairman of
the unified bottling
corporation.
How can I conduct business?
I am sorry.
You can imagine the
chaos that comes with
this kind of operation.
Don't be hesitant about labor,
the boat is full
of willing workers.
Yes they make too much now.
I'm certain they
will accept cutbacks
to help expand your business.
I can be very persuasive
if properly motivated.
- You going to handle it?
I said are you
going to handle it?
- Team did you talk to them?
Yeah.
Get McPike.
The training nose is assembled?
Bring it to me and bring a clip.
- Hey, you are
doing it aren't you?
- Yeah you got a
problem with that?
- Not a one buckwheat,
long as it doesn't
cut into the money.
- Has it ever?
Thank you brother.
Take that stuff off.
Mc Pike.
I have to do something
and I'm gonna try
and make it as
painless as possible.
Take that off too.
- You're scum LoCocco.
- Thank you Frank.
You're gonna make
this much easier.
(suspenseful music)
(machine gun shooting)
(suspenseful music)
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Herb?
Everything's taken care of
with my house lady right?
- I said I'd take care
of it, I took care of it.
I don't leave loose ends.
(suspenseful music)
- Hundred grand a piece.
Now get out of here,
get it in a bank.
- It was fifty Roger.
I ain't sticking this.
- So what, it's a bonus.
Now get out of here.
We're working against the clock.
I'll see you at the hangar.
- It's clean.
- Good, get the car.
- This was not a coup.
This was a liberation.
Seeing the streets, the people
of Pavo are celebrating.
- But it was a coup
in so much as you see
is powered by military action.
- Can we stop?
Herbert, why are
they attacking me?
- It's not an attack.
We have to explain your
intention to hold elections.
- Of course, I forgot.
- What do you need?
- Money for the team, I think
it should come from you.
- No problem.
- Quiet please.
- Sorry.
- You seize power
by military action.
- We don't think
this was a coup.
It was a liberation.
We intend to hold elections
as soon as possible.
- [Man] We're about out of tape.
- Sometime in the 21st century.
(whispering)
- Herb?
- Yeah?
- Don't forget to money.
- Okay, yeah.
(upbeat music)
- Mr. President.
I think I'd be a good
idea if you gave your man
a pep talk before we packed up.
- Of course.
I intended to.
- All our ducks ready to go?
- Darehousen never showed.
- Don't start Roger.
- That's the equivalent
of a 20% loss in manpower
the team isn't happy
I had to call in
the last-minute replacement.
And Cicerone said there's
no room for two Italians on
the team so I had to call in
another designated hitter.
(knocking)
- Hello Herb.
- The hell is this Roger?
What are you doing to me?
(machine gun shooting)
- Training weapon, Herb.
You don't think
we trust the boys
with real live bullets do you?
- You blew the mission.
You traitor.
You dirty bastard!
- Good, good that's what
I wanted you to see.
How's it feel herb?
(yelling)
(tires squealing)
- Come on, get out here.
- Whoa whoa whoa you
boys are in custody.
- Frank!
- It's part of the deal.
- What deal?
- My deal with Roger for
your safety and for him.
- If they walk?
- That's right.
- No, these boys
aren't gonna walk.
They're mercenaries.
God only knows what they
can be charged with.
You have no authority
to make that decision.
- Who does?
Your life was on the line.
- These men are faced
with capital charges.
You had no right to
trade me for them.
- It's all I had.
Go on, go ahead,
get out of here.
- You get out of that
car or we're gonna fire.
- Frank, I told.
Part of the deal.
Now you shoot then and you're
gonna have to shoot me too.
I've seen the price
you have to pay to
let other people make
decisions for you.
How's it feel Roger?
- You ever had
your skin cut back
far enough to see the bone?
- Yeah.
(yelling) Get out!
(car speeding)
- You're a dead man Roger.
- I know that hurt.
- Don't do it Roger.
- Stay back, Vince.
This is my day.
- Why'd you listen to me?
If he lives, I'll parade
him through those streets
like a caged monkey.
His name will be a curse.
- Come on Vince.
You know when all
this flack dies down
he'll get his own talk show.
- No, look at him?
Look at what he's holding.
He's got all the
evidence of a coup
with his fingerprints
all over it.
- You know what you're
holding don't you buckwheat?
All the aerial photographs.
All the money for
your democratic coup
to make Il Pavo safe for
the bottling company.
You tell me Herb.
You just tell me
where it's worth
dying for, life, liberty
and the pursuit of soda pop.
All those subversives huh?
All those subversives
trying to stop America
from having a cold
wet one, yeah.
15 years captain!
(gunshots)
For what?
Destiny?
- Or our children.
- I don't have any children.
I don't have any family.
I don't think of you as
a father anymore Herb.
Our relationship
has been sort of
inadequate.
I have nothing!
Nothing!
Except Mel Profitt's money.
That's right Herb.
I am one rich son of a bitch.
Maybe that's what
it's all about huh?
Money money money money money.
You and I, we used to
believe in something.
I don't know maybe
that's why they put
the president's face
in our damn money.
(laughing)
I mean do you know
anybody Il Pavo?
Do you really believe this
clown is the hope of his nation?
Do you give a damn?
No?
Ah no, no.
Animal.
This is for Preet.
- No no no no don't.
- [Vince] Roger, don't.
- I'm a dead man Vince.
Whoever this man answers
to they're coming after me
I want the satisfaction of
knowing that he is gone.
- And I want the
whole pie Roger.
You're about to take
that away from me.
Listen to me.
If he slips through and
they manage to hit you,
I swear on my family,
I'll kill him myself.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(coughing)
(clicking)
(suspenseful music)
- Okay sport, let's go.
- I'm the president of
a government in exile.
- Ah yeah, you're
doing a hell of a job.
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
- So you reported to Ketcher,
but who did he report to?
Who's between
Strichen and Ketcher?
- I don't know.
- You don't know
the next in command?
- Come on Vince.
Succeeding for us depends
on compartmentalizing.
- Roger there's a difference
between compartmentalizing
and being sealed off.
Now when did
Ketcher isolate you?
- He didn't isolate me.
After Saigon fell I was
running some covert operations
and I traveled under
phony passports.
- Who'd you report to?
- Ketcher.
- Did you ever know who
Ketcher answered to?
- It's been over ten years.
- You traveled under
aliases for over ten years.
Answered only to Herb
Ketcher and you don't think
you've been isolated?
(exhaling)
- I hate him.
- Roger, why was your
housekeeper killed?
- Preet.
Preet was a Chinese
hooker in Kwangtree.
Ketcher was using her.
Sometimes for days.
A couple of operations he
tried running were ambushed.
He blamed her.
He ordered me to kill her.
I couldn't.
God
(sharply exhaling)
she made me feel so good.
I was 17 and
I didn't know you could
be touched like that.
I couldn't kill her.
I couldn't.
So Captain Ketcher ordered me to
cut out her tongue.
I was 17.
I never forgave myself
so I took care of her.
She took care of me.
Preet.
Forgive me.
Please
forgive me.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.