"My name is Michael Westen." "I used to be a spy until..." "We got a burn notice on you." "You're blacklisted." "When you're burned, you've got nothing no cash, no credit, no job history." "You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in." "Where am I?" "Miami." "You do whatever work comes your way." "You rely on anyone who's still talking to you." "A trigger-happy ex-girlfriend..." "Shall we shoot them?" "...an old friend who's informing on you to the FBI..." "You know spies." "A bunch of bitchy little girls." "...family, too..." "Is that your mom again?" "...if you're desperate." "Someone needs your help, Michael." "Bottom line:" "Until you figure out who burned you you're not going anywhere." "Subtitles ~Adoni@~" "Okay, easy one... who led the Phins in sacks in '06?" "The Phins in sacks, '06..." "See, Mike, these are the important things in life." "That's what you miss when you run around the world with a satellite phone and a gun." "Jason Taylor." "You want to blend into a new city you better be up on local sports." "Drink." "Come on, sweetheart." "Give me one kiss." "Come on." "Just one." "Just one." "Bitch." "Another gimme." "Who was the phins' all-time passing leader?" "Covert ops has its perks." "You travel, make your own hours and expense most of your meals." "The downside:" "Lots of people want you dead." "Here's a hint..." "It's a quarterback." "Phins' all-time passing leader." "Barry Bonds?" "Barry Bonds?" "Come on, Mike." "It's not even the right sport." "Drink." "Dwyane Wade sucks!" "If it looks like you're about to get into a fight that could get you killed, try starting another one." "I mean, he can dunk, but he's no Kobe Bryant." "Kobe sucks." "Kobe has a better free-throw percentage and 3 rings, dude." "Dwyane has a ring, too, dude." "The rest of the league had an off year just like any fat-ass loser can have a good day." "You got a problem?" "Hey, Mike, what are you doing?" "He's drunk." "Don't listen to him." "Wow!" "Are those real?" "I'm thinking double d's." "Come on!" "Season 1-Episode 4 ~Old Friends~" "Any ideas why your friend Jan there wants you dead?" "Probably payback for a job I did." "When booby-trapping your home, it's important to keep it simple." "No coincidence a czech wet work guy is on me after I get burned." "Ìake it easy to set up, easy to disable." "I need to find out what he knows about my situation." "Talk to Sam." "He's the cold warrior with the direct line to the FBI." "Somebody's got to feed the feds something." "It might as well be Sam." "You know, I just can't risk the feds picking up Jan before I get a chance to talk to him." "Hi, mom." "The disposal is acting up again." "Well, I'm really busy right now, so call a plumber." "There's something in there." "I think I can get it..." "No, do not put your hand down the disposal." "I'm coming over right now." "One more thing about booby traps:" "...make sure your friends know, not to drop by unannounced." "A few minutes later..." "Mike, what the hell is going on?" "You got shotguns, you're picking fights for no reason." "Dwyane wade is overrated." "Fine." "Lie to me." "But next time you go Chuck Norris on some guy don't do it in one of my favorite bars." "It's the sandbar." "They got $1 well drinks, direct tv's, nfl sunday ticket in HD." "And did you see the t-shirts those girls were wearing?" "And now I can't go back there." "That hurts." "So, what's the deal?" "The Charger's busted." "You're driving me over to my mom's." "I just got here." "Mom." "Mom!" "You can learn good self-defense fighting with students in a class but great self-defense..." "You been lifting weights?" "...that you pick up fighting with your family." "Michael, what are you doing?" "It's all right, mom." "I deserved it." "He deserves a lot more than that." "You need to forgive your brother, Michael." "All right?" "It was years ago." "He took out 10 credit cards under my name and then he hit me in the back of the head with a telephone book." "He's right." "It's true." "I was totally wrong." "But you were so angry, it was really more like self-defense." "You lost my car in a card game." "Well, I needed the money and you weren't helping me out." "Besides, nothing ventured, nothing gained, bro." "It was a rental car you ventured." "Well, they didn't charge you for it." "It's like playing with house money." "The disposal works." "There was nothing wrong with it, was there?" "Well, how else was I supposed to get you to see your brother?" "Someone needs your help, Michael." "All right?" "Nate, tell him." "Yeah, your buddy Bill, from high school." "Bill wasn't my buddy." "I worked for his dad." "Whatever." "The point is his daughter ran away." "I told him you can help him out." "Mom said you got this thing going, helping people." "It's not a thing." "Nate said that Bill is desperate." "You took money from him, didn't you?" "Didn't you?" "It's not about money." "It's a friend in need, bro." "How much?" "Let's see it." "Come on." "All right, he..." "He gave me $1,000 to find her, for expenses, okay?" "We'll split it?" "So, are you in?" "No, I'm gonna go give him back the money." "Who gives money back?" "Couldn't believe it when you went in the army." "Missed you at graduation." "You just disappeared, it seemed like." "Nate told me about your daughter." "It's something the police should handle." "They won't do anything." "Jenna's 18." "I told them she's just a kid." "She's still in high school." "But they said she can still leave home." "Can you believe that?" "We got to do something." "Nate." "Why'd she leave, Bill?" "We argued about her boyfriend, Brandon Diggs some half-assed modeling scout she met in a flashy car." "Jenna wanted to model and paid for some of her photos." "It's been a month." "She called once." "Sounded messed up, like she was drunk." "I asked where she was and she wouldn't tell me." "Sounds like bad news." "I think we got to help." "I have the rest of the money, the $2,000." "Wait." "Nate told you $3,000?" "He said that was the old-friend price, but I got more." "I just need to know if she's okay." "Of course you do." "Fine." "I'll hold on to this for operating costs." "You have Brandon's phone number?" "He disconnected it." "I called it a million times trying to find her." "All I got's this." "It's a photo I found in Jenna's things." "It was just luck..." "I caught him out of the corner of my eye." "His cellphone was linked to a bogus address so no luck there." "Brother!" "2 fajitas, a chicken burger, and a beer, please." "Eating light?" "Tracking this guy down was hard work, let me tell you." "I had to hit up a buddy of mine ïn the bureau for a favor." "Çitting up some paper pusher for some info." "That must really work up an appetite." "He knows I'm not on their most-favored-nations list." "All right?" "He insisted meeting on the q. t." "during his spin class." "Does a hell of a job on the acorns, let me tell you." "Nice job." "The kid's popular." "Yeah." "I called some of his buddies, said I was his old pot dealer." "Hangs out at a bar down on South Beach." "We can go there and look around." "Every third guy in a bar will tell you he's a modeling scout." "Hey, I've used worse lines and succeeded." "Spies go to bars for the same reason people go to libraries." "Full of information if you know how to ask." "Seriously, that money Bill fronted us I need my half, bro." "We'll talk about it later." "Let's just do this job." "Excuse me." "Brandon Diggs." "I heard this is where he hangs out." "Is he here?" "Maybe you heard wrong." "I need to talk to Brandon Diggs, okay?" "Jesus, Nate!" "Lay off." "I take him out and he comes on to every guy who looks like he can bench 200." "Down, boy." "Frank Pierce, Coconut Grove Mercedes-Benz." "This kid Brandon put a deposit down on an SL 550." "My salesman here wrote his number down wrong." "Yeah, it's a beautiful car, pewter exterior, burl walnut trim, it's nice." "We got 20 people lined up behind him." "We don't want to give it away but we will if we have to." "Can you help us out?" "Check the VIP Room upstairs." "Thank you kindly." "I was doing fine." "You were not doing fine." "You looked like you were gonna slug the guy." "You have no idea what you're doing." "Why don't you boys wait outside and I'll go get Brandon?" "Are you sure?" "'Cause we need" "Believe me, Michael, if there's one thing I know how to do it's to get a guy to leave a bar." "Oh, damn, girl, you are fine." "Where's your car?" "It's over there." "This is a really nice car." "Listen, bro, I don't want trouble, man." "Take the car." "I got about $100 in my wallet." "We're looking for Jenna Reese." "I don't know any Jenna." "That Jenna." "Jenna's with the Wilhelm brothers, okay?" "They're like an escort service." "I recruit for them at the club sometimes." "Why don't you go and unrecruit her for us?" "They got guys with guns watching those girls around the clock." "Guys with guns?" "Of course." "It says here the inside and lower areas of the arch are the most erogenous zones of the foot." "What?" "It's research on the Wilhelm brothers." "They're fronting as fashion guys." "My ex-girlfriend is totally into this crap." "She says they're pretty well known in the Miami scene." "I looked them up on the internet." "They own a photo studio." "It seems to be their only legitimate business." "Find out anything about their escort service?" "No, but they're all over the charity circuit." "When they're not pimping girls they're donating $10,000 to some "Neuter your dog and cat" group, "Save the everglades" etc etc." "That's a perfect way to find rich Johns." "Talk to your ex, find out when the next event is happening." "We're going." "Yeah, Fi." "I know where your assassin is staying." "After he got tired staking out your place I tailed him to this hotel near the convention center." "He's in room 741." "Be careful." "It's a little too easy for a guy this good." "Hey, can I borrow your car?" "Where are you going?" "Just to the store to get some yogurt." "Come on, Mike." "Fiona calls, whisper whisper, all of a sudden, you got to have yogurt?" "What's the big secret?" "No big secret." "Just love yogurt." "So?" "You want anything?" "Yeah, a toothbrush." "Yours is a little rough." "The key to a good knife defense is to control the knife hand and strike with everything you've got." "Good to see you." "Long time." "We need to talk." "Fighting is often about tactical retreats like running away from two knives." "We go back a long way, Jan." "It's also knowing how to make the body count unacceptable." "Then we'll see each other again, yes?" "Yeah, yeah, call me." "Our next item up for bid, ladies and gentlemen is a gorgeous gown from designs by Renee." "Vanessa, you look wonderful in this, very nice." "We'll start the bidding off at $10,000." "Who will give me $10,000?" "Pimps are all about show." "High-end or low-end, they like to stand out." "$10,000." "Mr. Wilhelm opens the bidding." "Thank you very much." "Do we have $11,000?" "$11,000 from the gentleman in the front row." "Do I have $12,000?" "We're looking for $12,000." "$12,000." "$13,000?" "If you want this guy to think you're a player raise him again." "Nate, what the hell are you doing here?" "I heard you were doing a charity auction figured you could use the help." "I don't need any help." "$13,000." "Do we have $14,000?" "$14,000." "Do we have $15,000?" "One more time, bro." "Compulsive gamblers get a lot of practice seeing people bluff so the good news is they can usually pick up on people's tells." "The bad news is when they're wrong the consequences are very expensive." "$15,000." "Very generous." "Do we have $16,000?" "Looking for $16,000 now." "$15,000 going once." "Relax, he's gonna bid again." "$16,000." "Congratulations." "That is one hell of a dress." "Who's the lucky lady?" "You're looking at her." "If my wife looked like you I might have spent a few more bucks." "Your wife?" "Is she here?" "No, she's at home..." "New York." "I'm down here doing some business and some pleasure." "I like to combine both." "We have something in common then." "You're in fashion." "It must be nice, all those beautiful women all the time." "We're throwing a party this evening." "Come by and see for yourself." "Some of our girls will be there." "They love meeting new people." "He just left." "Housekeeping." "Yes, I need fresh sheets in room 740, please." "Thank you." "Maybe we should get a room." "I could only afford about a half an hour in a place like this." "That's all we need." "Fi, just..." "Fi..." "Fi." "Fi, come on!" "Just..." "Fi." "Keep a lookout." "I forgot the ice." "Oh, no." "Oh, no, no." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "I forgot my key." "My wife..." "mi esposa so, I don't want to wake her." "So, you open..." "key." "Oh, thank you!" "Thank you." "Shh!" "Any good operative is careful not to leave much behind." "Everyone gets careless, though and even the littlest things can turn out to be useful." "A receipt, a paperback room-service records." "Every bit helps." "Guys, I'm telling you, I don't know what he's up to." "Don't jerk us around, Sam." "The guy's sneaking around, and you don't know anything?" "What, you want me to make something up?" "Okay." "He's got a goddamn spy satellite in his bathroom." "I'm doing my best here." "You're supposed to be keeping an eye on him." "We need results, Sam, or we'll haul your ass off to DC for a little face time with the section chief." "Nice talking to you." "The next big thing..." "Air-conditioning in China." "Think about it..." "Billions of people..." "Global warming..." "Big bucks." "We get rich." "It's a great thing." "Remember me from the Skybar the other night?" "Hey, I'm gonna just borrow her for one second." "I'll bring her back, I promise." "Do I know you?" "No." "But you looked bored, so I thought I'd help you out." "Oh, thanks, but those guys, they're really nice." "Are you friends with Carl, too?" "Yeah, you can say that." "How about you?" "He's helping me with my modeling." "Oh, yeah?" "You're a model?" "Yeah, well, not yet but Carl just got me my first job in Dubai that's near Saudi Arabia and I'm gonna be flying there Thursday." "So, what are you doing here?" "Networking." "Carl says that business people they're always looking for models to be in commercials and he's got this, like, total training program you know, where you learn about clothes and etiquette and things like that while he gets us jobs." "Oh, hold on." "Hold on." "Why don't we just step outside for a little bit?" "I need to talk to you about something important." "Jenna!" "Be a sweetheart and get me a drink." "You know, we were just gonna..." "You know what?" "Some merlot would be great." "Okay." "All right, sure." "Is there anything I can help you with?" "I assume she's for hire." "We tell you who to talk to, Jenna." "But I get the feeling she hasn't done this before." "That's our specialty." "Girls who are new to the business." "She doesn't even look like she's the type." "You're right, she isn't." "But some clients appreciate girls with a little fight in them." "Name your price." "I'm interested." "I'm sorry?" "Oh, no." "We don't offer that service..." "domestically." "Strictly an overseas operation." "Yeah, so, if you're ever in the middle east, let me know." "Come on." "I'll introduce you to some of our other girls." "This way." "We should call the police." "Bill, what are the police gonna do?" "She'll just say she's doing a modeling job overseas." "But she's not." "And if we tell her the truth, she won't believe us." "The Wilhelms will have her on a plane by the next day." "We can go over there right now." "We can just go over and get her out." "Bill, stop." "Hey, whoa, whoa." "Hold on." "You want to spook them?" "She'll get hurt." "Do you understand?" "Just... hey... trust me." "Let us do our thing." "You'll call me when you get her?" "I promise." "How exactly do you plan on keeping that promise?" "I have no idea." "Grabbing Jenna shouldn't be that big a deal." "In, out..." "Couple minutes." "And run away?" "I say we blow our way into the house, grab the girl take the Wilhelms out as a bonus." "That's great." "Let's storm a place guarded by guys with semiautomatics get shot up, get the target killed." "Maybe you don't have the stomach for it." "Michael..." "Fi, the body count would be a little high." "We know she's booked on a flight to Dubai." "I checked that out." "There's 2 flights on Thursday a 10:00 a.m. direct and a 2:00 p.m. through Switzerland." "We take her when she goes to the airport." "I like it." "Deal with the guys in the car, pull her out." "Nice." "I'll see you." "I'm gonna do some recon." "Do you think I could convince your czech assassin to switch targets?" "Sam is bigger, slower, easier to hit." "What about Jan's car?" "You check?" "Yeah, he's careful." "He runs a mirror under the engine before he unlocks it uses a remote to start the engine." "You check the bookstores?" "All the local Rezoli's." "No scary czechs buying sci-fi paperbacks on a regular basis." "We won't be ambushing him there." "He's been ordering food at the hotel." "Not room service." "He stops by the kitchen to place his order." "Oversees the cooking himself." "Religious reasons." "He wants to make sure the food is halal." "Halal?" "Nice cover story." "Jan isn't muslim." "There's got to be another reason why he spends time in the kitchen." "Here's some cash." "Spread it around the kitchen staff." "See what you can find out." "Yeah, mom?" "Michael, can you come over?" "It's an emergency." "It's your brother." "What happened?" "I told him that Nate wasn't here but they said they'd stay anyway." "I tried to call you, and they wouldn't let me." "T-then Nate came in and they started hitting him." "They said he owed them money." "They broke the dishes?" "No, I did." "Mrs. Hale's always coming over when I have the tv on too loud so I figured she'd hear the crash." "Anyway, they left when they saw her coming." "Why didn't you call the police?" "Because Nate said it would cause him even more trouble." "I got warrants." "Mom, I need to talk to Nate." "Don't you get angry at him, all right?" "It's a sickness, Michael, just like your father." "Look, I just need my half of the money so I can pay these guys, all right?" "If I give you money, you'll go to the track and you'll try to double it and if you win, you'll try to make a little extra until it's gone." "I can help you, Nate." "I can get these guys off your back." "You could hide out in my place." "I don't need a goddamn place to hide." "I can protect myself." "Yeah, blocking punches with your face." "Real effective." "I got a guy bringing me a gun." "A gun?" "I'm not gonna need to use it, mom if he'll just give me the money." "Michael, please." "I'll give him the money after the job." "I'll make sure the money goes to the right place." "Go to hell." "A rescue attempt is hard enough when it's someone who actually wants to be rescued." "Doesn't matter whether it's a brother with a compulsive-gambling problem or a girl who thinks she's about to launch her modeling career." "So, you eliminate escape options keep a low profile but no matter what you do you'll still have someone screaming bloody murder in the back of your car." "Bill, don't worry." "We've got a plan." "I'll go with you." "I should be there." "No, listen to me." "The best thing for you to do is stay at home." "You'll be the first one we call." "Talk to you soon." "Michael?" "Is Nate with you?" "No." "I'm just fixing his truck." "What's wrong, mom?" "He said he was going over to your apartment to get his share of the money." "What?" "He's going over to my place?" "What's his cell number?" "Nate doesn't have a cell." "They cut him off months ago." "Michael!" "Nate!" "Some situations just come down to probability." "The chance that an assassin with a handgun can hit you at 50 yards the number of shots he can get off might have a 1-in-5 chance of taking a bullet, maybe a 1-in-10 chance of dying..." "Nate!" "...or a 100% chance of getting blown away by a shotgun wired to a door." "A ricochet is usually not deadly but it sure feels that way." "Michael!" "Where the hell is Michael..." "On one of your secret missions?" "Don't look at me." "Your guys should be out pretty soon." "Last flight to Dubai is in a couple hours." "I'm ready." "Oh, no way." "There's no way we're gonna do this without Mike." "We don't have the manpower." "We don't have a choice." "I knew it." "You got no backbone." "Backbone?" "You remember how this works?" "You hold off the guy in the front, I take the guy in the back." "Mike takes Jenna." "What's missing from this picture?" "The guy that takes Jenna." "So I'll take Jenna." "Ok, so who takes the guy in the front?" "Nobody." "What happens then?" "People start shooting." "We lose, we're dead." "We win, we got three bodies a traumatized girl and spots on the FBI's most wanted list." "I've been on plenty of those lists." "It's not so bad." "Here they are." "Let's do this." "No, we can't do it without Mike." "Then I'll do it myself." "I got it, honey." "Oh, my back!" "Aah!" "What did you do?" "Aah, my back." "Honey, call 911." "Damn right I'm calling 911." "You almost killed him!" "It was an accident." "I'm sure the cops will sort it all out." "We're not going to make the flight." "Any decent criminal will change his plans at the mention of the word "cops"." "Don't worry, Jenna." "We'll catch a plane tomorrow." "Best we sort this out." "Hey, you guys got a pen?" "We could start exchanging information." "I assume you guys have insurance, right?" "I don't think it's necessary for us to get the insurance companies involved." "Well, I don't know, pal." "I got hit pretty good." "Don't come looking for more." "Let's go back to the house." "Hey!" "It's illegal to drive away from an accident." "Mike better have one hell of an excuse for not being here." "Easy." "Spend a lot of time in countries without hospitals you pick up a few things." "Take it easy." "Now, make a small incision just above the wound." "You want me to just dig in here or what?" "You're enjoying this way too much." "Disinfect the blade in the alcohol." "And then run the lighter over the edge of the blade." "God damn." "This is kind of fun." "Small incision." "Small incision!" "Come on, you'd think I was pulling a goddamn cannonball out of your shoulder." "Just a little more." "God!" "Okay." "All right." "There you go, you big baby." "Jesus." "What happened?" "Mike, you get shot?" "There's cops all over out there." "No, it was just this gang-bang drive-by thing." "It's really nothing." "What happened with Jenna?" "She's still for sale but we kept her from boarding the plane, at least." "Gangbangers, huh?" "What, you join the crips or something?" "I mean, Mike, look, you don't want to tell me, that's fine." "But I'll keep my mouth shut." "I'm your friend." "I'm supposed to help you with crap like this." "You've got to trust me." "Help me with my shirt." "I do trust you, Sam." "Keeping you in the dark gives you deniability." "Yeah, okay." "I know how it works." "All right, I'll go out and help you with your cop problem." ""Nice job, Nate." "Thanks for pulling that bullet out of me"." ""Oh, yeah, hey, you're welcome, Mike." "No problem"." ""Hey, Nate, how 'bout that money I owe you?"" "Jackass." "Nate." "Thank you." "Pay them back." "Hey." "How's your shoulder?" "Patched up." "It hurts, but it wasn't deep." "Glad to hear it." "Listen, Mike..." "I understand you got a situation, but so do I." "I mean, I'm covering for you, but if I lose my pension you're gonna be changing my diapers when I'm 95 and drooling." "Sam, I would never let that happen." "I'd smother you with a pillow first." "Promise me you're not gonna pick any fights in this place." "It's the only bar in Miami that will let me run a tab." "Hi, mom." "It's Nate." "Bill's been hurt." "You said you were going to get her." "I didn't hear from you." "So I went to the house." "Barely made it through the front gate." "I thought you were my friend." "I'm sorry." "Something came up." "I need to call the police!" "This was a bad idea." "She'll be on a plane within the hour." "Don't call." "We don't have time." "Let him handle this." "I said I'll take care of it and I will." "What are you gonna do?" "Same plan as before just a different target." "Running an operation you can't let personal feelings get in the way." "It's about planning and execution..." "You have to get out." "Now!" "Now!" "...not about being angry." "Come on!" "Let's go!" "Move it!" "Wow, this is really well-made." "Open the door." "Out!" "Piss me off." "Move." "Whoa, whoa!" "Do you know who my brother is?" "I know who he is and I know what he does." "Get off me, man!" "You're making" "Although, occasionally, you may get a little angry." "Helping people's not a bad gig, bro but if you want to make some real money I could hook you up." "Did you pay them back, these guys you owe?" "Yeah." "Most of it." "Look, they're not gonna be visiting mom for a while." "All right?" "Think he suffocated?" "You ready to call your brother let him know you want to go home?" "I think that's a "yeah"." "I want my brother back." "How much?" "We don't want your money which is not to say that we want you to have it." "We want all your records and all the money you made from all the girls you pimped." "Pimped?" "I'm not a pimp." "You say tomato." "I say pimp." "You can keep whatever you made legally from, you know, the photo studio but the girls get the rest of it." "What are you, some kind of crusading cop?" "No, unfortunately for you I'm just some guy you managed to piss off." "Your brother's in a trunk of a car, Carl." "He's eating on $10 a day." "That's a bag of chips, a sandwich, and a coke." "Tomorrow he eats on 5 and we'll be down to sugar packets by friday." "And just so there's no misunderstanding you're going to explain to Jenna exactly what was waiting for her at the other end of that flight." "I think that covers it." "We'll wait for your call." "You know I think we could probably keep some of that money for ourselves." "It's not like the girls are gonna miss it." "What?" "I'm just sayin' they don't know how much there is." "I met some of those girls at the party." "Some of them probably couldn't even count." "There is a reason family is always a good source of leverage whether it's a brother that always owes people money or a brother stuck in the trunk of a car you can't really turn your back on them." "Out." "Come on." "Walk." "Who are you?" "I'm a friend of your father's." "The drive home is often a gruelling experience for someone you've just rescued especially if they were unaware of their situation." "They ask a lot of questions, you fill them in on the answers and then it dawns on them the truth." "It can be a little overwhelming." "Neat." "What's this?" "What's this, huh?" "Oh, neat." "What does this say here?" "Anall-phyl..." "How do you say that word, Jan?" "Anaphylactic." "What does that word mean?" "Can't... breathe." "Oh, you can't breathe?" "Is this for when your throat closes up from allergies like from pollen?" "'Cause that's what I get." "Or maybe it's the crushed peanuts I sprinkled on your hot dog." "Yeah, I talked to the chef at the hotel." "Seems like you're allergic to peanuts." "Well, now that you've shot me and I hold your life in my hands I think it's time we talked." "No, no, no, no." "Don't... don't." "Jan. Jan. After we talk, you get this." "I need to know what you know about my situation." "Don't know much." "Come on, Jan. You're a pro." "You must have asked around." "Why was I burned?" "Who did this to me?" "Come on, Jan. I need to know what you know." "Now would be the time to tell me." "Lot of people want you dead..." "from old days." "Now you're out, no one to protect..." "That's all." "Why was I burned?" "Who did this to me?" "Jan." "Jan!" "Sam, you know Toni's all american hot dog down by the boardwalk?" "Of course you do." "Get your FBI guys over there right away with an ambulance." "If this doesn't get them off your ass, I don't know what will." "Sam, did the FBI pick Jan up last night?" "Yeah, I don't think these guys get a lot of action." "They were very excited to finally get their hands on a former soviet bloc wet work guy." "They were like kids on Christmas." "What did they get out of him?" "I mean, he tried to kill me." "I assume he's gonna try and finish the job." "Yeah, about that..." "I guess they never got a chance to talk to him." "Why is that?" "I don't know the details." "Some guys came by in the middle of the night and took him away." "What guys?" "Nobody knows." "They walked in with heavy-duty clearances took Jan off the FBI's hands, and poof, gone." "Word is they found Jan hanging from his shoelaces." "I mean, who leaves a guy in a holding cell with shoelaces, right?" "Anyway, they're calling it a suicide." "Yeah." "Do you know what's going on?" "Looks like whoever burned me has something planned." "They don't want me leaving Miami but they don't want me dead, either." "Do you know why?" "Not yet." "Subtitles ~Adoni@~"