XIII: The Series (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - The Bank Job - full transcript
Giordano has been exposed and discredited as traitor, so he flees and escapes to Russia. XIII and Jones track him down to Moskow, where he joins an ex-KGB-cahoot and plans to collect his emergency package with mysterious 'insurance'. XIII has Amos recruit two jailed expert bank-robbers for a pardon to break in before Giordano can collect. The surprising content makes XIII decides to let the fiend take it and follow him.
Previously on "XIII."
I want the information from
the chip in Simon's watch.
I'm sure you do,
what's in it for me?
The identity of the person
who killed Sam Taylor.
(gun fire)
Irina: You want
to acquire the chip
and at the same time
take Giordino off the board?
Sheridan: One of
the files has been
split into two
or more parts.
Without the agency
you will never get
that third watch.
Do you realize
the ramifications
of the director of the
CIA being a mole?
How do you
want to play this?
I want to shut down
his access codes,
I'm guessing he's going
after the second chip.
It cannot fall
into his hands.
Giordino: The Ex-President
thinks that
the key to everything
is up here.
I don't happen to
share that sentiment.
I figure, once I get
the chip
I can work out
the rest of the details.
Now you're
going freelance?
Game's changed.
It's every man
for himself.
The hit on Sam was
ordered by Giordino.
Giordino?
Now he's desperate which
makes him more dangerous.
And more likely
to make a mistake.
And when he does--
This is a
Level One STOP.
By order of the President,
under National Security
Directive one-nine-six-A,
Frank Giordino
is relieved
of all duties
at the agency.
N.S.A. Operations
has the wire.
They will cover all contact
and agents in the field.
You will all be
debriefed.
As of now, your codes
and clearances are void.
We understand
this is unusual,
we'll try to get you
back up and running--
The moment we're
certain you're not
a security risk
to the United States.
This is highly
classified.
Anyone tweets
a single word,
they will be charged
with treason.
Message: Jones.
You know what to do.
Giordino's got to
be making a move.
I need
to know where.
Get back to me.
Tell me we have
some chatter.
Well a couple
of frontliners say
he's approached
some operatives.
But there are
no bites yet.
We did surprise
him however,
we do have a window
before he rabbits.
We have to plug
those leaks.
We've located a possible
dead drop location
in Northern Virginia.
And I've sent a team.
They've all been
fully vetted,
no Giordino
loyalists.
Look, Sir,
I was thinking--
Absolutely not.
Sir?
You were going to
suggest we apprise XIII.
That's a terrible idea.
He's too volatile
and it's too much
of a liability to put him
near a National Security leak.
Sir, I just think
we need somebody
who's gonna fly
under the radar--
Thank you,
Agent Jones.
That'll be all.
Yes, Sir.
Subject has
entered the park.
Football's
in play.
Outer team,
maintain position.
We have a drop.
Go go go go!
XIII: That's not
the play, damnit...
I swear I just
saw something.
Brioux,
check it out.
Multiple I.D.'s
with RFID chips,
you got your
bearer bonds;
Euros, Pounds Sterling,
Police I.D. for U.K.,
visas to Hong Kong,
Dubai; dealer I.D.'s
for the Antwerp
Diamond exchange.
And the Swiss
Diplomatic Passport?
Gimme a break.
Not enough time.
You grasping
little weasel...
(gun fire)
♪
Sir, I need you
to get on your knees
and interlock
your hands!
So shoot me!
Then maybe you
can explain to Amos
how you personally
let Frank Giordino go.
Way to control
the situation.
I was a secret agent.
Betrayed by my own people.
Robbed of my face, my memories,
my history.
Hidden in my past
is a secret that threatens
all humanity.
I search for answers
with nothing to hold onto
but the tattoo that has
become my name.
I am XIII.
♪ XIII: The Series - 1x09 ♪
The Bank Job
Original Air Date June 15, 2011
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
You know Amos wanted you
our of here in cuffs, right?
Oh, I wish he'd tried.
That would have
been fun.
Look,
I'm just saying,
tread lightly when
they debrief you.
Please?
You think Giordino
talks to me?
I'm nobody.
Your file shows
three promotions
and sterling reviews
over the last 18 months.
All by Director
Giordino himself.
That doesn't sound
like nobody.
You know I would
have killed him.
Giordino.
I believe you.
He ordered
Sam's death.
Yeah, I know.
This--
is how Frank Giordino
repays loyalty.
You will tell me
everything you know
about Giordino's plans,
or you will rot
the rest
of your life in jail.
I'll leave you
to think about that.
Eight hours now.
This is too slow.
Amos should
know better.
'By the book'
ain't going to do it.
Look--
If the stories coming
out are even half true,
Giordino's running this
place like a candy store.
Maybe by the book is how
we get our way back.
That's naive.
Where's the guy
who threw me
into rendition camp
on a pretext?
That's who we need
in there right now.
This as an opportunity.
How?
Every lead on Max Serle
and the third watch,
went up in smoke.
Not for lack
of looking.
Because Giordino
was fighting us.
But with Amos
at the boards,
who knows what information
we'll have access to?
Just letting him
stew a little bit.
Do you have
something to say?
Sir, he is the one
that led you
to Giordino's
escape kit.
And that lead you
to that witness.
Did it not?
Not to mention
making it harder
for Giordino
to escape.
Yes.
We're very lucky
you chose
to ignore my directive.
To be fair,
I had texted him
before we spoke.
I want to splash some
water on my face.
Who are you?
What are you doing
with that?
This?
Nothing.
But that--
That's what we call
an electric-strike lock.
Apply current, and
it locks down good.
'Til they reset
the system,
it's just...
you and me.
It could be
three minutes.
Could be twenty.
Either way's plenty.
See this?
This means I don't
answer to Amos.
Or anyone.
There are conspiracies so
far above your pay grade,
you wouldn't
believe it.
And none of them require
you walking out of here.
You are all alone.
Now listen carefully--
Because I'm only going
to ask this once.
Where...is Frank
Giordino...going?
XIII: Our man overheard
Giordino talking about
'making bank.'
He memorized
a phone number.
I've forwarded it
to ECHELON.
If the SIM connects
anywhere on the planet,
their ears
will pick it up.
What is
'making bank'?
Or did you not
break enough arms
to get that
information?
Giordino's got
a box of secrets.
Every blackmailable thing
he's ever collected.
XIII: You think
you're in there?
I would not push it
right now.
Look, we have
his I.D.
Plan B would be
for him to try
and get leverage.
He will go
for that box.
I wanna talk to you about
what happened back there.
No you don't.
Sheridan: My sister
loved this country--
With a fierceness
and an unwavering
faith.
Our politics may have
differed, but--
She always put
the country first.
And on that
we were united.
In the dark days following
my sister's assassination,
there was no greater friend
than Ben Carrington.
And that's why,
it means a lot to me,
Mr. President--
And, um--
And to her--
That you're here today
to celebrate her life
and legacy.
Thank you.
Sir.
Will there be a
Wally Sheridan Library,
and will you go to THAT
dedication, Mr. President?
Well--
President Sheridan
put his country ahead
of his own ambition
when he stepped aside.
Which is something all
Americans should celebrate.
There will be
a formal ribbon cutting
in the America room
in fifteen minutes.
There'll be full
remarks then.
Thank you,
everyone.
Thank you, ladies
and gentlemen.
What is the meaning of your
little barnstorming tour?
Your deal
is to lay low.
It's called
free speech, Amos.
Look it up.
It's in the Constitution.
Having your sister
assassinated
is a rather radical
interpretation
of 'free speech.'
I want you to describe
your relationship
to Frank Giordino.
Cordial.
But not close.
You appointed him.
You retained him.
Has something happened
to Director Giordino?
If I find you're
concealing anything
about Giordino
or the C.I.A.,
you won't be making
anymore speeches.
Oh, I wouldn't be so
cavalier about that.
Your negatives
are rising;
there are millions of
anxious people out there
who are looking
for someone
to give their fear
a voice.
If those people
found out
what you had done,
they would string you up.
But, you'd need proof,
wouldn't you?
And there's less of that
around than you might think.
See you downstairs?
There's cake.
I want you to check
all the sealed files,
C.I.A, N.S.A. on the
Roman Numeral thing.
I'm willing to bet all our
documentation is gone.
Giordino?
Put more eyes
on Sheridan.
You should have
done that a year ago.
Okay, Giordino.
Where are we?
I've debriefed half of
the Clandestine Services.
We're going
to get him.
He knows our
counter-evasion protocols.
He wrote the book.
XIII is convinced he's
heading for a burn box.
He and Jones are
trying to run it down.
Keep the circle
tight.
XIII works
that angle alone.
Yes, Sir.
Thank you,
Mr. President.
Sam, we wear this,
you and me.
Carrington:
Fooled us both.
Yes, Sir.
Hey!
I got a possible
hit off ECHELON.
Man1: Is this 495 555 1203?
I'm running a trace.
Man2: I think maybe
you have dialed incorrectly.
Jones: Okay.
It's routed through
Helskinki...
It's a Temsco switch.
Analog.
Man2: With a bit
of Brandy.
Man1: Sorry to
inconvenience you.
Man2: No
inconvenience.
Man2: Be well.
The number dialed
was 495-555-4752.
Who messes up four
digits when they dial?
Here's what's
weirder--
There is no area
code '495'.
In the US.
'495' is the
area code for Russia...
and I'm betting
'1203' is a date.
It's the day
after tomorrow.
Alright.
So "Lemon" and "brandy,"
are grid signifiers.
This guy's giving
Giordino directions.
The people Giordino can
reach out to in Russia
has to be a
pretty small circle.
I'm running an
ECHELON voice scan
for Russian
intelligence officers.
Give me a sec.
Jones: We have
a winner.
Vasily Ivanyev,
F.S.B.
He's essentially the
Russian Giordino.
That's who's
on that tape.
Nine of ten of the
biggest banks in Moscow
are controlled
by the mob.
The tenth one--
is run by the F.S.B.
"You keep my secrets
safe, I'll keep yours?"
Honor
among spies.
I never thought
that was real.
Whatever's in that
box, Giordino thinks
it's his get out
of jail free card.
He gets it,
he's going to skate
just like
Sheridan did.
You know what?
Unfortunately,
that's not up to us.
Sure, it is.
'Cause whatever's
in that box,
We're gonna steal.
Thanks, collect me
as soon as you're ready.
XIII: We're going to
need a safecracker.
Old school.
How old?
The Russian
National Bank's
at least a
generation behind.
We're going to
need somebody
whose best years
were the 1980's.
That's a pretty
narrow pool.
It's going
to be difficult.
Look for somebody
who's already
a guest
of Uncle Sam.
Incarcerated.
Right.
We also need
a systems guy.
What about
that kid, Dillon?
Giordino dropped
him down a hole
with the PATRIOT act
wrapped 'round his neck.
I haven't been able
to find him for weeks.
I have a feeling
you'll ask Amos
a little more nicely
than I would.
Alright.
But you find
the safecracker.
Yeah.
The last time
I had a visitor
was before
the millennium.
I kind of like it
like that.
What if I told you
I could get your
sentence commuted,
you can walk out
of here today?
I'd say you can
go to hell.
I done ten years
of my twelve year bit.
I got straight
with it...
and when I get out
of here,
I'm gonna get a
Social Security cheque,
get cable and I'm
going to get fat.
You got nothing
I want.
You hear me?
Not even
one last job?
Why would you
want me?
It doesn't make
any sense.
All the tech's
different out there.
They have laser-guided
whisper locks now,
who needs 'em?
What can I do?
Buenos Aires.
Globapublica?
Yeah, that was
a beauty.
- Same designer.
- Really?
Not top
of the line.
It's right in your
sweet spot.
You know just talking like
this, they could tack
two years onto my
sentence you know.
The Feds
are the client.
No way.
That's just typical.
No way, Jose.
Can't do it.
You served!
Yeah, two tours.
I was in Panama.
Before that, Grenada.
That was a joke.
How'd you like
a shot at going up
against
the Ruskies?
Huh.
Let me think
about it.
Okay.
Access is only during
business hours,
and we prefer
you phone first.
That will be fine.
I'll need
your number.
The bank's number
is on the front.
And...
Mine is
on the back
in case you need
something after hours.
Now that's
customer service.
That's good.
I'll be back
in five minutes.
Thanks.
Alf: Basically it's a mirror
of Buenos Aires.
Alf: You're right.
How tough
to get inside?
Very tough-
Unless you're me.
Dillon: This again?
Really?
I don't care about your
damn safe house, Jones.
You know that
psycho Giordino
stabbed me
in the leg, right?
I gotta do physical
therapy now.
You know what cons do
when you tell them,
"Sorry, I gotta
physical therapy?"
Can you get me
a view of the floor?
Who's Greatest
Generation there?
That's Alf.
Alf, this is Dillon.
Dillon--
try to catch up.
Hello.
Dillon: You make HIM
wear a hood?
Jones: Got these plans
from the C.I.A.
They date from
the early-nineties.
Alright, cool.
Setup hasn't
changed that much.
So as long as
boy howdy can
juice the alarm,
I don't see a problem.
We're golden.
Me?
(laughing)
Whatever, dude.
I can crack an alarm
with one hand
use the other one
to pull your oxygen tank.
Alf: My last tech had
a mouth on him too.
Alf: He kept saying,
what was it--
He'd "obliterated"
the alarm.
Right up 'til the point
it tripped.
Georgia, Delaware,
Alabama
and I think Florida.
Is he having
a senior moment?
Yeah, Florida.
That's where
he's buried.
Most of him,
anyway.
Jones: Guys--
Eyes on the ball here,
alright?
You take out
the alarm?
You take out the alarm
this is nine hours,
in and out.
Save time cause
you're only going
for one box.
No worrying about
hauling out a bunch of goods.
You get that?
We still have to
beat Giordino here.
Talk later.
Is everything
okay?
Everything is great.
Very satisfied.
Gerhardt?
Gerhardt is unavailable,
Mr. President,
is there
a message?
This is supposed
to be a direct line--
I am instructed
to inform you
our contact protocols
must change.
Unfortunately, you're being
watched round-the-clock.
Who is this?
Heike.
The mobile you are
using is compromised.
Please don't call
with it again.
Contact must be
encrypted voicemail
and face-to-face
only.
A new handset
is being dispatched
by courier to you.
I need to talk
to Mr. Gerhardt.
There are things
we need to discuss.
And I can't discuss them
over the phone with anyone.
Is there
a message?
Please remember your
side may be recorded.
Certain pieces
have fallen
more quickly
than anticipated.
Frank Giordino's
replacement
changes nothing.
Is there
anything else?
Please wait
for the package
before attempting
contact again.
Goodbye.
Dillon: I got it.
Jones: That was quick.
Russia. Whole country
uses cracked software
This code's got more gaps
than grandpa's memory.
(laughing)
You're so funny.
XIII: Dillon, stop
screwing around.
What's the box
number?
Da, Comrade.
Giordino's box
is '3-0-3-3'.
Now look there
are heat
and light sensors
in the bank--
It's the other upgrade
that's got me concerned.
XIII: Upgrade?
The alarm.
It feeds a constantly
changing algorithmic pattern
to an offsite
monitoring base.
It cycles, then transmits
random frequencies
and numbers
the first squish.
That's going
to make disabling it.
No no no--
We're not going
to disable it.
We tap the alarm,
hack the code,
and then
we bypass.
But I gotta be onsite.
They'll know
if I've moved.
Any leeway?
Twenty feet, maybe?
Not far.
What about a van
parked outside?
That'd work.
I'll make a list
of what I need
to build the transmitter
and bypass.
All off
the shelf stuff.
Should take me
three hours.
Construction tunnels for the
Moscow subway extension
run directly under
the bank.
This is my favorite
part... the rumbling
from the construction has
been triggering the alarms,
so they've disabled most
of the motion sensors.
See what you can learn from
reading encrypted emails?
I don't like you,
kid.
We measure 'til we're
under the control box.
We drill and disable
those sensors first.
I walked the whole
quarter last night.
It's dead
after six.
And no CCTV.
Jones: Spies like
their privacy.
You call this
blending in, do you?
This is a Nobis "Barry",
OK, Gramps?
Ivan don't care
if I blend.
Wow.
Access to the
construction tunnels
is one block down.
One padlock.
It's cake.
So drill through
to bypass the alarm --
Hack the signal,
send it from the van.
Drill up through
the floor.
Deactivate heat
and light sensors
and crack
the box.
What about
Giordino?
I've been checking
every fifteen minutes.
No pops,
he hasn't surfaced.
He's out there.
I'm gonna bet that
he's going to be
at that bank door first
thing in the morning.
Alright, bank closes
in ninety minutes.
Let's meet back
here in two hours.
Welcome to Russia.
Get me the hell
outta here.
And tell Vasily he's
a lousy travel agent.
XIII: Dillon, sit tight
and keep watch.
XIII: I'm firing up
the lance now.
Alf: Too hot.
Jones: Alright
give it a second.
You got the hammer
and chisel?
Yeah.
How are we
doing?
Not so good,
I think I'm coming
down with something.
Relax. We're almost
through here.
You're not using
the lance?
No we're close
to the box.
He's worried
about the heat.
Yeah, the rock's
too soft here.
This thing heats up
like a million degrees.
Oh. You hear that?
That's a happy sound.
XIII: Hey, Dillon--
Go.
I've isolated the com
wires and stripped them.
Walk me through.
Okay.
Take the, uh...
Thingie, and attach
the alligator clip
to the blue wires.
Okay.
Done.
Alright, I'm running
the decrypting.
Any time
you're ready.
Hey--
Anyone else out there
with a talent for breaking
512 level asymmetric
encryption, step on up.
Copy.
Oh boy could this
be a short robbery.
Get ready to run.
He'll get it.
I. Am.
Your Daddy.
Ok.
I've got the algorithm.
Now when you make
the bypass,
there's a quarter-second
delay as it cycles.
We have to
hit it exactly
or it will trip
the alarm.
Count me down.
Three...two...one.
NOW.
Alf.
Fire up the lance.
(dance music playing)
You survived
your trip my friend.
No worse
for wear.
I wouldn't say that.
Normally I would have run
you through Afghanistan,
but I worry
about that country.
Yes. Well--
Water under the bridge.
Tomorrow, we bring
you to bank.
I'm working
on passports, ID--
You have cash,
yes?
In the vault.
Good!
Tonight, I make you
forget your trip.
I wish to talk to you
about the Apple stock, da?
Anya!
Can we get into
the bank early?
I think it is possible
to arrange.
But first,
we must decide which
of these ladies might
brighten that face.
They're all full Russian.
They go to school.
They are happy
to be here.
I'm so relieved.
Bank manager
will open for us early
by two hours.
I suppose two hours
early will be fine.
Seven it is.
Your health!
Your health!
See anything
out there?
No, it's definitely
not a hopping night
in Moscow town.
It's four a.m.
Barely enough time
to get in and out.
It's going to
be close.
And then what?
I mean,
about Giordino?
Let Amos
run him down.
You said you would
have shot him.
Like there
in the park.
I need to know you're not
going to try anything.
Not with all
of us at risk.
Oh no.
No. No No!
Um...mayday,
boss--
I think we have got
ourselves a problem here--
We're about
to get towed.
If the truck moves
a few feet, we are boned.
I'm coming out.
Comrade.
What's the reason for?
Nobis. "Barry."
You will be missed.
Jones: I didn't know you
knew Russian.
XIII: Me neither.
I didn't feel like
hiding a body tonight.
So then we were like
the only way
to get by security
in Helsinki?
One strategically
poisoned bottle of vodka--
Imagine.
Half the Soviet detail.
Running to the bathroom,
heaving their guts.
I miss the Cold War
sometimes.
By the time I rise
in ranks, pffft.
All done.
Come on, Vasily.
You have
freedom now.
Freedom to buy...
Freedom to sell--
We traded Soviets
for gangsters.
Bottle service, I keep
saying bottle service.
They have bottle service
in New York now, yes?
I will get bottle.
Alf: Yeah, now
it's your turn.
Alf: Show me
what you got.
XIII: Okay the smoke
will take out
the vault's
heat sensors.
Alf: Watch it,
watch it--
How long do we have
'till the heat sensors recover?
Eight minutes.
Alright, let's
blind these sensors.
Better get to work.
Smell that?
No matter where you go
it's always the same.
Jewelry, bare bonds,
tons of cash.
Eight minutes, Alf.
Alf: Yeah yeah--
My Cyrillic
may be rusty.
But I do believe
you sold me out.
(gun shot)
Ahhh!
Are you crazy?
Do you know
who he is?
You help me get out
of this building
and I may
let you live.
Alf: I thought you said
we had plenty of time.
Not that much.
Alf: It's been
ten years, okay?
This lock is
kind of ornery.
You're kinda cramping
my space here a little.
Thank you.
We are in!
We are in!
Just like a woman
you never forget.
Beautiful.
Alf: Here you go.
There's a little more
activity up here
with the sun up,
comrades.
Sheridan's name
is all over this.
Canceled cheques,
bribes...
this thing's
the motherlode.
This canceled checks
matches the account
that paid for my
training at Bitteroot.
That means they track
back to Gerhardt.
Jones: Is that
a blood test?
Yeah, there's another
one in there.
What?
It's in code.
What is it?--
Look at the name
at the top.
Carrington.
No.
Look, it's just
one page.
We don't know
what it means.
It could be
anything.
No, it's important
enough to be
in a box
of secrets.
Copy it.
I saw the Stones
this time, right?
In a club,
okay?
It's all great but that
doesn't even feel
as great as this.
Sir?
You need to see this.
F.S.B. in Moscow is saying
Vasily Ivanyev is dead.
Murdered.
They're looking
for Giordino.
He was murdered?
Sir, he's not getting
out of Moscow.
I think you underestimate
Frank Giordino.
Are we just going
to let them--
We're not going to create
an international incident.
The Russians are very,
very cranky right now.
Giordino's made
his own bed.
So we just hope
he doesn't tell
the F.S.B. everything
he knows?
No.
We hope the F.S.B.
kills him first.
Uh, guys.
He's here.
Right now.
He's outside.
Oh, come on--
Hello?
Go to two.
It's all got
to go back.
No way!
We came all this way.
You're the one
who said we had
to take away
Giordino's leverage!
Batteries, batteries,
Batteries--
It's not about
Giordino anymore.
Alright just listen to me,
think about this.
We made a deal
with Amos.
If we don't show up with
the contents of the box--
You made a deal.
Not me.
Alright.
Think about it.
Think about Max Serle?
And that third watch?
We're dead in the
water there alright.
Amos can help us
with--
I don't work for Amos!
Alright?
The hell with this.
We replace
everything.
We rig
the cameras.
We watch what
Giordino does.
If he's got dirt
on Carrington,
he'll go for that first.
And if he does?
Then I'm going
to burn them all down.
Dillon: Guys?
He's here.
Dillon.
Giordino
is outside.
And someone's letting
him into the bank.
I'm just going
to put this up
get a view
of the box.
Listen to me, Dillon, scan
for the cameras we set up.
We're on our way
out right now.
Alf:No, we're not.
Not me, anyway.
You told me
I had two hours.
I'm off the wagon.
I know there's some
good stuff in one
of these boxes.
You said I had
the two hours,
I'm taking
the two hours.
Look Alf--
I'm sorry.
What for?
[thud]
XIII: Are the
cameras working?
Yeah, yeah--
Carrington.
XIII: The three
blood tests?
Jones: Why would he
want those?
Gerhardt's check.
(phone ringing)
It's Amos.
Uh...guys?
Jones: The F.S.B. has
turned on Giordino.
They're not protecting
him anymore.
They're
hunting him.
Well, that would
explain that.
Jones: Look, if they
catch up with Giordino,
they're going
to work him over.
That's what you want,
isn't it?
Carrington
complicates things.
Guys.
We gotta go--
Jones: Listen, if we do go,
you trigger that alarm.
Yeah, we do.
Floor it, Dillon.
Carrington can
not be dirty.
Why not?
Because...
Because,
I believe him.
Well, I guess you
have that luxury.
We photographed
almost everything
that was in
that box, okay?
We can
neutralize it.
And when Giordino
makes his move,
we'll get him then.
Are you regretting
letting him go?
I didn't
let him go.
He's just on
borrowed time.
So... you got coldcocked
by a girl, huh?
What's that like?
Just keep it up,
goof.
Just keep it up.
Alright guys,
everything you used.
Coveralls, clothes
into the bag.
I got to say
I'm really sorry
about what transpired
up there.
Don't worry
about it.
No, really,
I got a disease.
I think I got to be
calling my sponsor.
You get Stateside,
do whatever you want, buddy.
Come on, let's go.
Laptop.
C'mon.
We've bonded.
Yes and because
we're so close,
I'm going to allow
you keep a laptop
with potentially classified
information on it.
Come on,
let's go.
What do ya do?
Flash drive.
I know you've got one
so just drop it in there--
Just give it to her.
The other one?
Hey, I got
your clothes.
How we doing here?
We're almost done.
Send me a bill
for the coat.
This is like doing crimes
with the girl scout troop.
You'd know.
There's a gypsy
cab company,
two blocks east of here,
owners' been paid off.
You and Alf
go together.
Here's your
travel docs.
There's
money inside.
You're flying through
Germany, fewer flags there--
There are tickets
for the States
waiting for you there,
at a Concierge desk.
Will we see
you guys there?
No. We got
unfinished business.
Thanks
for everything.
Yeah.
Sure.
Alf: Terrific.
I got to travel
with this guy.
You and me, we should
think about working together.
I'd rather knock
all your teeth out.
I'd love to
see you try.
Look,
the Gerhardt check.
Those blood tests.
Those are good leads.
We're going
to run those down,
we're going
to figure this out.
You'll get your try
at Giordino.
Maybe not
just him.
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
♪
♪
I want the information from
the chip in Simon's watch.
I'm sure you do,
what's in it for me?
The identity of the person
who killed Sam Taylor.
(gun fire)
Irina: You want
to acquire the chip
and at the same time
take Giordino off the board?
Sheridan: One of
the files has been
split into two
or more parts.
Without the agency
you will never get
that third watch.
Do you realize
the ramifications
of the director of the
CIA being a mole?
How do you
want to play this?
I want to shut down
his access codes,
I'm guessing he's going
after the second chip.
It cannot fall
into his hands.
Giordino: The Ex-President
thinks that
the key to everything
is up here.
I don't happen to
share that sentiment.
I figure, once I get
the chip
I can work out
the rest of the details.
Now you're
going freelance?
Game's changed.
It's every man
for himself.
The hit on Sam was
ordered by Giordino.
Giordino?
Now he's desperate which
makes him more dangerous.
And more likely
to make a mistake.
And when he does--
This is a
Level One STOP.
By order of the President,
under National Security
Directive one-nine-six-A,
Frank Giordino
is relieved
of all duties
at the agency.
N.S.A. Operations
has the wire.
They will cover all contact
and agents in the field.
You will all be
debriefed.
As of now, your codes
and clearances are void.
We understand
this is unusual,
we'll try to get you
back up and running--
The moment we're
certain you're not
a security risk
to the United States.
This is highly
classified.
Anyone tweets
a single word,
they will be charged
with treason.
Message: Jones.
You know what to do.
Giordino's got to
be making a move.
I need
to know where.
Get back to me.
Tell me we have
some chatter.
Well a couple
of frontliners say
he's approached
some operatives.
But there are
no bites yet.
We did surprise
him however,
we do have a window
before he rabbits.
We have to plug
those leaks.
We've located a possible
dead drop location
in Northern Virginia.
And I've sent a team.
They've all been
fully vetted,
no Giordino
loyalists.
Look, Sir,
I was thinking--
Absolutely not.
Sir?
You were going to
suggest we apprise XIII.
That's a terrible idea.
He's too volatile
and it's too much
of a liability to put him
near a National Security leak.
Sir, I just think
we need somebody
who's gonna fly
under the radar--
Thank you,
Agent Jones.
That'll be all.
Yes, Sir.
Subject has
entered the park.
Football's
in play.
Outer team,
maintain position.
We have a drop.
Go go go go!
XIII: That's not
the play, damnit...
I swear I just
saw something.
Brioux,
check it out.
Multiple I.D.'s
with RFID chips,
you got your
bearer bonds;
Euros, Pounds Sterling,
Police I.D. for U.K.,
visas to Hong Kong,
Dubai; dealer I.D.'s
for the Antwerp
Diamond exchange.
And the Swiss
Diplomatic Passport?
Gimme a break.
Not enough time.
You grasping
little weasel...
(gun fire)
♪
Sir, I need you
to get on your knees
and interlock
your hands!
So shoot me!
Then maybe you
can explain to Amos
how you personally
let Frank Giordino go.
Way to control
the situation.
I was a secret agent.
Betrayed by my own people.
Robbed of my face, my memories,
my history.
Hidden in my past
is a secret that threatens
all humanity.
I search for answers
with nothing to hold onto
but the tattoo that has
become my name.
I am XIII.
♪ XIII: The Series - 1x09 ♪
The Bank Job
Original Air Date June 15, 2011
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
You know Amos wanted you
our of here in cuffs, right?
Oh, I wish he'd tried.
That would have
been fun.
Look,
I'm just saying,
tread lightly when
they debrief you.
Please?
You think Giordino
talks to me?
I'm nobody.
Your file shows
three promotions
and sterling reviews
over the last 18 months.
All by Director
Giordino himself.
That doesn't sound
like nobody.
You know I would
have killed him.
Giordino.
I believe you.
He ordered
Sam's death.
Yeah, I know.
This--
is how Frank Giordino
repays loyalty.
You will tell me
everything you know
about Giordino's plans,
or you will rot
the rest
of your life in jail.
I'll leave you
to think about that.
Eight hours now.
This is too slow.
Amos should
know better.
'By the book'
ain't going to do it.
Look--
If the stories coming
out are even half true,
Giordino's running this
place like a candy store.
Maybe by the book is how
we get our way back.
That's naive.
Where's the guy
who threw me
into rendition camp
on a pretext?
That's who we need
in there right now.
This as an opportunity.
How?
Every lead on Max Serle
and the third watch,
went up in smoke.
Not for lack
of looking.
Because Giordino
was fighting us.
But with Amos
at the boards,
who knows what information
we'll have access to?
Just letting him
stew a little bit.
Do you have
something to say?
Sir, he is the one
that led you
to Giordino's
escape kit.
And that lead you
to that witness.
Did it not?
Not to mention
making it harder
for Giordino
to escape.
Yes.
We're very lucky
you chose
to ignore my directive.
To be fair,
I had texted him
before we spoke.
I want to splash some
water on my face.
Who are you?
What are you doing
with that?
This?
Nothing.
But that--
That's what we call
an electric-strike lock.
Apply current, and
it locks down good.
'Til they reset
the system,
it's just...
you and me.
It could be
three minutes.
Could be twenty.
Either way's plenty.
See this?
This means I don't
answer to Amos.
Or anyone.
There are conspiracies so
far above your pay grade,
you wouldn't
believe it.
And none of them require
you walking out of here.
You are all alone.
Now listen carefully--
Because I'm only going
to ask this once.
Where...is Frank
Giordino...going?
XIII: Our man overheard
Giordino talking about
'making bank.'
He memorized
a phone number.
I've forwarded it
to ECHELON.
If the SIM connects
anywhere on the planet,
their ears
will pick it up.
What is
'making bank'?
Or did you not
break enough arms
to get that
information?
Giordino's got
a box of secrets.
Every blackmailable thing
he's ever collected.
XIII: You think
you're in there?
I would not push it
right now.
Look, we have
his I.D.
Plan B would be
for him to try
and get leverage.
He will go
for that box.
I wanna talk to you about
what happened back there.
No you don't.
Sheridan: My sister
loved this country--
With a fierceness
and an unwavering
faith.
Our politics may have
differed, but--
She always put
the country first.
And on that
we were united.
In the dark days following
my sister's assassination,
there was no greater friend
than Ben Carrington.
And that's why,
it means a lot to me,
Mr. President--
And, um--
And to her--
That you're here today
to celebrate her life
and legacy.
Thank you.
Sir.
Will there be a
Wally Sheridan Library,
and will you go to THAT
dedication, Mr. President?
Well--
President Sheridan
put his country ahead
of his own ambition
when he stepped aside.
Which is something all
Americans should celebrate.
There will be
a formal ribbon cutting
in the America room
in fifteen minutes.
There'll be full
remarks then.
Thank you,
everyone.
Thank you, ladies
and gentlemen.
What is the meaning of your
little barnstorming tour?
Your deal
is to lay low.
It's called
free speech, Amos.
Look it up.
It's in the Constitution.
Having your sister
assassinated
is a rather radical
interpretation
of 'free speech.'
I want you to describe
your relationship
to Frank Giordino.
Cordial.
But not close.
You appointed him.
You retained him.
Has something happened
to Director Giordino?
If I find you're
concealing anything
about Giordino
or the C.I.A.,
you won't be making
anymore speeches.
Oh, I wouldn't be so
cavalier about that.
Your negatives
are rising;
there are millions of
anxious people out there
who are looking
for someone
to give their fear
a voice.
If those people
found out
what you had done,
they would string you up.
But, you'd need proof,
wouldn't you?
And there's less of that
around than you might think.
See you downstairs?
There's cake.
I want you to check
all the sealed files,
C.I.A, N.S.A. on the
Roman Numeral thing.
I'm willing to bet all our
documentation is gone.
Giordino?
Put more eyes
on Sheridan.
You should have
done that a year ago.
Okay, Giordino.
Where are we?
I've debriefed half of
the Clandestine Services.
We're going
to get him.
He knows our
counter-evasion protocols.
He wrote the book.
XIII is convinced he's
heading for a burn box.
He and Jones are
trying to run it down.
Keep the circle
tight.
XIII works
that angle alone.
Yes, Sir.
Thank you,
Mr. President.
Sam, we wear this,
you and me.
Carrington:
Fooled us both.
Yes, Sir.
Hey!
I got a possible
hit off ECHELON.
Man1: Is this 495 555 1203?
I'm running a trace.
Man2: I think maybe
you have dialed incorrectly.
Jones: Okay.
It's routed through
Helskinki...
It's a Temsco switch.
Analog.
Man2: With a bit
of Brandy.
Man1: Sorry to
inconvenience you.
Man2: No
inconvenience.
Man2: Be well.
The number dialed
was 495-555-4752.
Who messes up four
digits when they dial?
Here's what's
weirder--
There is no area
code '495'.
In the US.
'495' is the
area code for Russia...
and I'm betting
'1203' is a date.
It's the day
after tomorrow.
Alright.
So "Lemon" and "brandy,"
are grid signifiers.
This guy's giving
Giordino directions.
The people Giordino can
reach out to in Russia
has to be a
pretty small circle.
I'm running an
ECHELON voice scan
for Russian
intelligence officers.
Give me a sec.
Jones: We have
a winner.
Vasily Ivanyev,
F.S.B.
He's essentially the
Russian Giordino.
That's who's
on that tape.
Nine of ten of the
biggest banks in Moscow
are controlled
by the mob.
The tenth one--
is run by the F.S.B.
"You keep my secrets
safe, I'll keep yours?"
Honor
among spies.
I never thought
that was real.
Whatever's in that
box, Giordino thinks
it's his get out
of jail free card.
He gets it,
he's going to skate
just like
Sheridan did.
You know what?
Unfortunately,
that's not up to us.
Sure, it is.
'Cause whatever's
in that box,
We're gonna steal.
Thanks, collect me
as soon as you're ready.
XIII: We're going to
need a safecracker.
Old school.
How old?
The Russian
National Bank's
at least a
generation behind.
We're going to
need somebody
whose best years
were the 1980's.
That's a pretty
narrow pool.
It's going
to be difficult.
Look for somebody
who's already
a guest
of Uncle Sam.
Incarcerated.
Right.
We also need
a systems guy.
What about
that kid, Dillon?
Giordino dropped
him down a hole
with the PATRIOT act
wrapped 'round his neck.
I haven't been able
to find him for weeks.
I have a feeling
you'll ask Amos
a little more nicely
than I would.
Alright.
But you find
the safecracker.
Yeah.
The last time
I had a visitor
was before
the millennium.
I kind of like it
like that.
What if I told you
I could get your
sentence commuted,
you can walk out
of here today?
I'd say you can
go to hell.
I done ten years
of my twelve year bit.
I got straight
with it...
and when I get out
of here,
I'm gonna get a
Social Security cheque,
get cable and I'm
going to get fat.
You got nothing
I want.
You hear me?
Not even
one last job?
Why would you
want me?
It doesn't make
any sense.
All the tech's
different out there.
They have laser-guided
whisper locks now,
who needs 'em?
What can I do?
Buenos Aires.
Globapublica?
Yeah, that was
a beauty.
- Same designer.
- Really?
Not top
of the line.
It's right in your
sweet spot.
You know just talking like
this, they could tack
two years onto my
sentence you know.
The Feds
are the client.
No way.
That's just typical.
No way, Jose.
Can't do it.
You served!
Yeah, two tours.
I was in Panama.
Before that, Grenada.
That was a joke.
How'd you like
a shot at going up
against
the Ruskies?
Huh.
Let me think
about it.
Okay.
Access is only during
business hours,
and we prefer
you phone first.
That will be fine.
I'll need
your number.
The bank's number
is on the front.
And...
Mine is
on the back
in case you need
something after hours.
Now that's
customer service.
That's good.
I'll be back
in five minutes.
Thanks.
Alf: Basically it's a mirror
of Buenos Aires.
Alf: You're right.
How tough
to get inside?
Very tough-
Unless you're me.
Dillon: This again?
Really?
I don't care about your
damn safe house, Jones.
You know that
psycho Giordino
stabbed me
in the leg, right?
I gotta do physical
therapy now.
You know what cons do
when you tell them,
"Sorry, I gotta
physical therapy?"
Can you get me
a view of the floor?
Who's Greatest
Generation there?
That's Alf.
Alf, this is Dillon.
Dillon--
try to catch up.
Hello.
Dillon: You make HIM
wear a hood?
Jones: Got these plans
from the C.I.A.
They date from
the early-nineties.
Alright, cool.
Setup hasn't
changed that much.
So as long as
boy howdy can
juice the alarm,
I don't see a problem.
We're golden.
Me?
(laughing)
Whatever, dude.
I can crack an alarm
with one hand
use the other one
to pull your oxygen tank.
Alf: My last tech had
a mouth on him too.
Alf: He kept saying,
what was it--
He'd "obliterated"
the alarm.
Right up 'til the point
it tripped.
Georgia, Delaware,
Alabama
and I think Florida.
Is he having
a senior moment?
Yeah, Florida.
That's where
he's buried.
Most of him,
anyway.
Jones: Guys--
Eyes on the ball here,
alright?
You take out
the alarm?
You take out the alarm
this is nine hours,
in and out.
Save time cause
you're only going
for one box.
No worrying about
hauling out a bunch of goods.
You get that?
We still have to
beat Giordino here.
Talk later.
Is everything
okay?
Everything is great.
Very satisfied.
Gerhardt?
Gerhardt is unavailable,
Mr. President,
is there
a message?
This is supposed
to be a direct line--
I am instructed
to inform you
our contact protocols
must change.
Unfortunately, you're being
watched round-the-clock.
Who is this?
Heike.
The mobile you are
using is compromised.
Please don't call
with it again.
Contact must be
encrypted voicemail
and face-to-face
only.
A new handset
is being dispatched
by courier to you.
I need to talk
to Mr. Gerhardt.
There are things
we need to discuss.
And I can't discuss them
over the phone with anyone.
Is there
a message?
Please remember your
side may be recorded.
Certain pieces
have fallen
more quickly
than anticipated.
Frank Giordino's
replacement
changes nothing.
Is there
anything else?
Please wait
for the package
before attempting
contact again.
Goodbye.
Dillon: I got it.
Jones: That was quick.
Russia. Whole country
uses cracked software
This code's got more gaps
than grandpa's memory.
(laughing)
You're so funny.
XIII: Dillon, stop
screwing around.
What's the box
number?
Da, Comrade.
Giordino's box
is '3-0-3-3'.
Now look there
are heat
and light sensors
in the bank--
It's the other upgrade
that's got me concerned.
XIII: Upgrade?
The alarm.
It feeds a constantly
changing algorithmic pattern
to an offsite
monitoring base.
It cycles, then transmits
random frequencies
and numbers
the first squish.
That's going
to make disabling it.
No no no--
We're not going
to disable it.
We tap the alarm,
hack the code,
and then
we bypass.
But I gotta be onsite.
They'll know
if I've moved.
Any leeway?
Twenty feet, maybe?
Not far.
What about a van
parked outside?
That'd work.
I'll make a list
of what I need
to build the transmitter
and bypass.
All off
the shelf stuff.
Should take me
three hours.
Construction tunnels for the
Moscow subway extension
run directly under
the bank.
This is my favorite
part... the rumbling
from the construction has
been triggering the alarms,
so they've disabled most
of the motion sensors.
See what you can learn from
reading encrypted emails?
I don't like you,
kid.
We measure 'til we're
under the control box.
We drill and disable
those sensors first.
I walked the whole
quarter last night.
It's dead
after six.
And no CCTV.
Jones: Spies like
their privacy.
You call this
blending in, do you?
This is a Nobis "Barry",
OK, Gramps?
Ivan don't care
if I blend.
Wow.
Access to the
construction tunnels
is one block down.
One padlock.
It's cake.
So drill through
to bypass the alarm --
Hack the signal,
send it from the van.
Drill up through
the floor.
Deactivate heat
and light sensors
and crack
the box.
What about
Giordino?
I've been checking
every fifteen minutes.
No pops,
he hasn't surfaced.
He's out there.
I'm gonna bet that
he's going to be
at that bank door first
thing in the morning.
Alright, bank closes
in ninety minutes.
Let's meet back
here in two hours.
Welcome to Russia.
Get me the hell
outta here.
And tell Vasily he's
a lousy travel agent.
XIII: Dillon, sit tight
and keep watch.
XIII: I'm firing up
the lance now.
Alf: Too hot.
Jones: Alright
give it a second.
You got the hammer
and chisel?
Yeah.
How are we
doing?
Not so good,
I think I'm coming
down with something.
Relax. We're almost
through here.
You're not using
the lance?
No we're close
to the box.
He's worried
about the heat.
Yeah, the rock's
too soft here.
This thing heats up
like a million degrees.
Oh. You hear that?
That's a happy sound.
XIII: Hey, Dillon--
Go.
I've isolated the com
wires and stripped them.
Walk me through.
Okay.
Take the, uh...
Thingie, and attach
the alligator clip
to the blue wires.
Okay.
Done.
Alright, I'm running
the decrypting.
Any time
you're ready.
Hey--
Anyone else out there
with a talent for breaking
512 level asymmetric
encryption, step on up.
Copy.
Oh boy could this
be a short robbery.
Get ready to run.
He'll get it.
I. Am.
Your Daddy.
Ok.
I've got the algorithm.
Now when you make
the bypass,
there's a quarter-second
delay as it cycles.
We have to
hit it exactly
or it will trip
the alarm.
Count me down.
Three...two...one.
NOW.
Alf.
Fire up the lance.
(dance music playing)
You survived
your trip my friend.
No worse
for wear.
I wouldn't say that.
Normally I would have run
you through Afghanistan,
but I worry
about that country.
Yes. Well--
Water under the bridge.
Tomorrow, we bring
you to bank.
I'm working
on passports, ID--
You have cash,
yes?
In the vault.
Good!
Tonight, I make you
forget your trip.
I wish to talk to you
about the Apple stock, da?
Anya!
Can we get into
the bank early?
I think it is possible
to arrange.
But first,
we must decide which
of these ladies might
brighten that face.
They're all full Russian.
They go to school.
They are happy
to be here.
I'm so relieved.
Bank manager
will open for us early
by two hours.
I suppose two hours
early will be fine.
Seven it is.
Your health!
Your health!
See anything
out there?
No, it's definitely
not a hopping night
in Moscow town.
It's four a.m.
Barely enough time
to get in and out.
It's going to
be close.
And then what?
I mean,
about Giordino?
Let Amos
run him down.
You said you would
have shot him.
Like there
in the park.
I need to know you're not
going to try anything.
Not with all
of us at risk.
Oh no.
No. No No!
Um...mayday,
boss--
I think we have got
ourselves a problem here--
We're about
to get towed.
If the truck moves
a few feet, we are boned.
I'm coming out.
Comrade.
What's the reason for?
Nobis. "Barry."
You will be missed.
Jones: I didn't know you
knew Russian.
XIII: Me neither.
I didn't feel like
hiding a body tonight.
So then we were like
the only way
to get by security
in Helsinki?
One strategically
poisoned bottle of vodka--
Imagine.
Half the Soviet detail.
Running to the bathroom,
heaving their guts.
I miss the Cold War
sometimes.
By the time I rise
in ranks, pffft.
All done.
Come on, Vasily.
You have
freedom now.
Freedom to buy...
Freedom to sell--
We traded Soviets
for gangsters.
Bottle service, I keep
saying bottle service.
They have bottle service
in New York now, yes?
I will get bottle.
Alf: Yeah, now
it's your turn.
Alf: Show me
what you got.
XIII: Okay the smoke
will take out
the vault's
heat sensors.
Alf: Watch it,
watch it--
How long do we have
'till the heat sensors recover?
Eight minutes.
Alright, let's
blind these sensors.
Better get to work.
Smell that?
No matter where you go
it's always the same.
Jewelry, bare bonds,
tons of cash.
Eight minutes, Alf.
Alf: Yeah yeah--
My Cyrillic
may be rusty.
But I do believe
you sold me out.
(gun shot)
Ahhh!
Are you crazy?
Do you know
who he is?
You help me get out
of this building
and I may
let you live.
Alf: I thought you said
we had plenty of time.
Not that much.
Alf: It's been
ten years, okay?
This lock is
kind of ornery.
You're kinda cramping
my space here a little.
Thank you.
We are in!
We are in!
Just like a woman
you never forget.
Beautiful.
Alf: Here you go.
There's a little more
activity up here
with the sun up,
comrades.
Sheridan's name
is all over this.
Canceled cheques,
bribes...
this thing's
the motherlode.
This canceled checks
matches the account
that paid for my
training at Bitteroot.
That means they track
back to Gerhardt.
Jones: Is that
a blood test?
Yeah, there's another
one in there.
What?
It's in code.
What is it?--
Look at the name
at the top.
Carrington.
No.
Look, it's just
one page.
We don't know
what it means.
It could be
anything.
No, it's important
enough to be
in a box
of secrets.
Copy it.
I saw the Stones
this time, right?
In a club,
okay?
It's all great but that
doesn't even feel
as great as this.
Sir?
You need to see this.
F.S.B. in Moscow is saying
Vasily Ivanyev is dead.
Murdered.
They're looking
for Giordino.
He was murdered?
Sir, he's not getting
out of Moscow.
I think you underestimate
Frank Giordino.
Are we just going
to let them--
We're not going to create
an international incident.
The Russians are very,
very cranky right now.
Giordino's made
his own bed.
So we just hope
he doesn't tell
the F.S.B. everything
he knows?
No.
We hope the F.S.B.
kills him first.
Uh, guys.
He's here.
Right now.
He's outside.
Oh, come on--
Hello?
Go to two.
It's all got
to go back.
No way!
We came all this way.
You're the one
who said we had
to take away
Giordino's leverage!
Batteries, batteries,
Batteries--
It's not about
Giordino anymore.
Alright just listen to me,
think about this.
We made a deal
with Amos.
If we don't show up with
the contents of the box--
You made a deal.
Not me.
Alright.
Think about it.
Think about Max Serle?
And that third watch?
We're dead in the
water there alright.
Amos can help us
with--
I don't work for Amos!
Alright?
The hell with this.
We replace
everything.
We rig
the cameras.
We watch what
Giordino does.
If he's got dirt
on Carrington,
he'll go for that first.
And if he does?
Then I'm going
to burn them all down.
Dillon: Guys?
He's here.
Dillon.
Giordino
is outside.
And someone's letting
him into the bank.
I'm just going
to put this up
get a view
of the box.
Listen to me, Dillon, scan
for the cameras we set up.
We're on our way
out right now.
Alf:No, we're not.
Not me, anyway.
You told me
I had two hours.
I'm off the wagon.
I know there's some
good stuff in one
of these boxes.
You said I had
the two hours,
I'm taking
the two hours.
Look Alf--
I'm sorry.
What for?
[thud]
XIII: Are the
cameras working?
Yeah, yeah--
Carrington.
XIII: The three
blood tests?
Jones: Why would he
want those?
Gerhardt's check.
(phone ringing)
It's Amos.
Uh...guys?
Jones: The F.S.B. has
turned on Giordino.
They're not protecting
him anymore.
They're
hunting him.
Well, that would
explain that.
Jones: Look, if they
catch up with Giordino,
they're going
to work him over.
That's what you want,
isn't it?
Carrington
complicates things.
Guys.
We gotta go--
Jones: Listen, if we do go,
you trigger that alarm.
Yeah, we do.
Floor it, Dillon.
Carrington can
not be dirty.
Why not?
Because...
Because,
I believe him.
Well, I guess you
have that luxury.
We photographed
almost everything
that was in
that box, okay?
We can
neutralize it.
And when Giordino
makes his move,
we'll get him then.
Are you regretting
letting him go?
I didn't
let him go.
He's just on
borrowed time.
So... you got coldcocked
by a girl, huh?
What's that like?
Just keep it up,
goof.
Just keep it up.
Alright guys,
everything you used.
Coveralls, clothes
into the bag.
I got to say
I'm really sorry
about what transpired
up there.
Don't worry
about it.
No, really,
I got a disease.
I think I got to be
calling my sponsor.
You get Stateside,
do whatever you want, buddy.
Come on, let's go.
Laptop.
C'mon.
We've bonded.
Yes and because
we're so close,
I'm going to allow
you keep a laptop
with potentially classified
information on it.
Come on,
let's go.
What do ya do?
Flash drive.
I know you've got one
so just drop it in there--
Just give it to her.
The other one?
Hey, I got
your clothes.
How we doing here?
We're almost done.
Send me a bill
for the coat.
This is like doing crimes
with the girl scout troop.
You'd know.
There's a gypsy
cab company,
two blocks east of here,
owners' been paid off.
You and Alf
go together.
Here's your
travel docs.
There's
money inside.
You're flying through
Germany, fewer flags there--
There are tickets
for the States
waiting for you there,
at a Concierge desk.
Will we see
you guys there?
No. We got
unfinished business.
Thanks
for everything.
Yeah.
Sure.
Alf: Terrific.
I got to travel
with this guy.
You and me, we should
think about working together.
I'd rather knock
all your teeth out.
I'd love to
see you try.
Look,
the Gerhardt check.
Those blood tests.
Those are good leads.
We're going
to run those down,
we're going
to figure this out.
You'll get your try
at Giordino.
Maybe not
just him.
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