"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..." " Should we shoot them?" "An old friend who used to inform on you to the F.B.I..." "You know spies." "Bunch of bitchy little girls." " Family too..." " Hey, is that your mom again?" " If you're desperate." " Someone needs your help, Michael." "As long as you're burned, you're not going anywhere." "Psychiatrists have nothing on spies... when it comes to overanalyzing their friends' behavior." "As a covert operative, you routinely trust your coworkers with your life... so you tend to notice when they start acting strangely." "Jesse, you want to tell us why we've come here?" "What?" "It's a beautiful day, man." "Oh, please!" "First you complain about how sandy the beach is... and then you can't stop staring at the one woman on South Beach... who should not be wearing a bikini." "Who is the future Mrs. Jesse Porter over there?" "She's not exactly my type." "My old boss Marv... that's his wife." "I heard they were in town." "Here we thought it was just a coincidence you set up in front of the Eden Roc Hotel." "You know about the International Intelligence Conference they're having here?" "Covert operatives and diplomats from all over the world mingling in Miami." "Michael has this weekend circled in his calendar every year." "I should have been straight with you guys." "I just didn't think you'd be comfortable bodysurfing with a bunch of spies." "So what's your plan?" "Bump into your old boss, build a sand castle together... and he welcomes you back with open arms?" "Marv knows about what I was lookin' into before I got burned... the assassinations, the arms dealing." "He doesn't like it any more than we do." "So I was thinking maybe... you might be able to lean on him a little bit." "Could help get our investigation back on track." "We do need somebody with high-level federal connections." "Sam's buddies haven't turned up anything." "Well, I take it our beach day is over." "Where do you suppose old Marv is hiding?" " Hey!" " Sorry." "Well, if that was my wife, I know where I'd be." "Marv." " I'm sorry." "Do we..." " Michael Westen." "Yeah." "That Michael Westen." "Probably don't want to be seen with me." "Not with him either, huh?" "What do you want?" "Jesse hasn't stopped working his last assignment." "I've been helping him." "There was a failed bank heist a couple of months ago here in Miami." "We want to know which bank it was and what they were trying to steal." " I can't help you." " Sure you can." "The bank kept it out of the news, but they had to report it." "Call a friend at the Treasury." "Hell, the F.D. I.C. Might even..." "No." "I mean, I can't help you or Jesse." "Not after what happened." "Jesse is not guilty of what he's accused of." "Trust me." "I never believed what they said about Jesse... but I'm not about to do any favors for a couple of burned spies." "I'm sorry." "He didn't go for it?" "We'll just have to change Marv's mind, right, Michael?" "International conferences are good cover... for run-of-the-mill diplomatic spooks and black-bag operatives alike." "One way to tell them apart..." "their luggage." "You don't bring a high-speed film camera to an event... where nobody wants their picture taken... unless you want to bypass the X-ray machines at the airport." "Telephoto lenses are a great place... to store the illegal silencer you're smuggling in." " What are we lookin' at?" " A Russian wet work team, if I had to guess." "Spetsnaz, definitely, and they're here to work." "Think they're here to kill someone on American soil?" "I don't think they're here for the banquet food and seminars." "They came heavy." " You think you're the target?" " Maybe, maybe not." "Either way, I'd love to know who is." "Why don't we just ask one of them?" "How 'bout the pretty boy there?" "Seems like the runt of the litter." "Hmm." "Almost doesn't seem fair." "Alexi." "Davai." "Oh, hold the elevator!" "Oh!" "Bitch, what are you doing?" "Language." "Ladies first, man." "We'll get the next one." "See?" "There you go, buddy." "Muzak]" "Nyet, nyet, nyet." "Who's your target?" "No English." "We know better than that, don't we, bitch?" "Gotta go and make this difficult." "This was my idea." "I should have gotten to hit him." "Shh!" "Even a day at the beach isn't a day at the beach with you people." "Where is he?" "Where you got him?" "You're awfully fired up, Sam." "Isn't this normally your nap time?" "Yeah, but I love interrogating Russians." "They were my all-time favorite..." " I'm the boss." "I call dibs." " Wait a second." "Mike, that's not fair." "You really think he's gonna side with you over his girl?" "Guys!" "There's a wet work team on South Beach that might be here to kill me." "I would like to find out today." "Sam, you make the introductions." "I'm famous, Fi's the hammer." "Okay." "So bad cop, badder cop, worst cop." "I can live with that." "Under ideal circumstances... a good interrogation unfolds slowly... but circumstances are not always ideal." "If you're operating on a clock... sometimes you have to get right in your enemy's face and turn up the heat." "Now we're gettin' somewhere." "Alexi?" "Wow." "That's kind of a girlie name for a Russian operative, isn't it?" "Why are you in Miami?" "Come on, Alexi." "Who's your target?" "We know you guys are here on business." "Oh, look." "A suppressor." "How'd that get in there?" "Oh, I get it." "Yeah, I can slap you around all day, and you're not gonna talk, are you?" "You know Michael Westen?" " Is he your target?" " You joke." "Everyone in Russian special forces... has heard the name Westen." "He's like the boogeyman... not real." "I don't know about that." "It's fake." "You can't be." "I won't talk." "I can't." "Okay, tough guy." "You can talk to our lady friend." "Don't worry." "We're not gonna kill you." "We don't have to." "We can just leave you here." "Then you can spend the next three days... getting very, very thirsty... and wondering why you didn't save your friends." " What are you talking about?" " We can't let your team strike." "We don't have to kill them either." "All we have to do is stop them." "Tell us your mission, and we'll spare your lives." "It's been a while since I've heard the sound of a Russian scream." "I miss it." "Have it your way." " Paul Anderson." " There's a good boy." "We're here for an old spy, an American named Paul Anderson." "He had a source in the Kremlin during the cold war." "We think maybe his source is still in our government." "So you're here to interrogate him?" "Our leader, Vitali, is a specialist." "Where you gonna grab Anderson?" "He has job at Banana Fish Bar." "That's all I know." "Please." "It almost doesn't seem fair." "Alexi's a sweetheart really." "At least you're not the target." "We gotta warn Anderson." "Do you know where this bar is?" "Uh, yeah." "It's a bar." "I'll drive." " Fi, can you..." " Babysit Alexi." "I was gonna say babysit Jesse." "He wanted to stay close to Marv." "Just make sure he doesn't get too close." "Sounded to me like Marv thought Jesse was actually innocent." "If he starts digging and finds out I'm the one who got Jesse fired... we could have some real problems." "So it's not enough to burn the guy." "Now we have to make sure he stays burned?" "Fi, please." " Barkeep." " Yo." "You know where we can find a Paul Anderson?" "Yeah." "Down there, end of the bar." " Paul." " No Paul here." "I'm Chris." "What can I get you?" "Never mind." "Damn it." "The first guy." "I must've spooked him." "He ran." "Uh, no, Mike." "He didn't." "Been a long time since anybody called me Paul." "Take it easy." "I'm Mike." "This is Sam." "I don't want to upset you while you've got a gun on my friend... but there's a Russian black ops team on its way to kidnap and torture you." "That's the worst news I've heard all day." "You guys are nice enough fellas... but you dropped a name that died about 20 years ago." "Look, we're friendlies." "I used to be on the teams." "Mike worked for the Company." "I've got a Spetsnaz officer curled up in a steamer trunk." "He told me four of his buddies are on their way here now to kidnap you." " That's funny." " It's really not." "I hope someday you think it is." "So how does a retired spy land back on the radar?" "All right." "Back in '86... the Russians had these birds... that could fly into our comm satellites and knock 'em out." " I had a source in the Kremlin." " Wait a second." "You're the guy who got the specs on the Russian hunter-killer satellites?" " That was you?" " I had to play it off the books... because of this numbnuts congressman named Bill Cowley." "You mean the chairman of the House intelligence oversight committee, Bill Cowley?" "Mike, you know, he's the keynote speaker at the convention this weekend." "Well, I got sloppy the other night." "I drank way too much." "I got on the Internet message board... and I ripped him a good one." "You outed yourself." " I said I was sloppy." " Guys, they're here." "We keep this quiet, stay low." "This doesn't have to become a scene." "What are you talking about, "we"?" "It's my mess." "I'll clean it up." "Sorry, old-timer." "Can't be picking off bad guys in the middle of a crowded bar." " You're just gonna have to accept our help." " All right." "But if you call me "old-timer" again... you're gonna be wearing your ass around your head... like a hat." "Three guesses which one's Vitali." "Looks like the typical Russian tactics." "They block off the exits... and advance about as fast as a glacier until they find the target." "I guess we'll have to move quickly." "Keep your eye on Paul." "I'll make a path." "When you're being hunted in a crowd, your biggest advantage... is your opponents can't maintain visual contact with each other." "The key is to move without drawing attention to yourself." "When you can, you disguise your actions as something else." "Serge's had way too much to drink!" "When you can't, you strike fast and hard." " Boris." " Huh?" "They always answer to Boris." "You were right." "It is more fun without the guns." "Then you calmly move for the exits and get the hell out of there." "I appreciate the thought, fellas... but if this dump is your idea of a safe house, thanks." "This is not a..." "I live here." "Look, just stay the night." "Vitali and his boys are not gonna come knocking." " We'll make some calls, try and get you federal protection." " That's not an option." "When I retired, they didn't exactly give me a gold watch." " You were burned?" " No, but I'm a little toasty." "You gotta have some friends on the inside." "Most of my friends are dead, and the rest of 'em are pissed off at me." "That sounds familiar." "I tell you what..." "You've done enough." "I should just get going." "Who do we have here?" "Well, I guess I could stay the night." "It was like watching a younger version of myself... cutting through those Russians, you know?" "They used to call it karate, but I think they got a new word for it now." " Foreplay." " Hello." "Where'd you find this beautiful creature?" "Let's focus." "Now that the Russians know you're out in the cold, it's open season." "If they're willing to send one Vitali stateside, they'll keep sending Vitalis... until you're answering questions with electrodes all over your face." " I still won't talk." " That's option "B."" "Option "A" is we get you back in." "You need a new identity, a pension transfer and your name back on the do-not-touch list." "You said you had some dirt on Cowley?" "Now's the time to use it." "One of my guys at the Bureau told me that Cowley has a nice place out on Key Biscayne." "Tomorrow morning, I'll try and separate him from his entourage, and I'll meet you guys there." "Well, the file's at my place, and I probably got... four new Russian neighbors staking it out." "Think we should try and grab it while it's still dark?" "No." "Let's do it tomorrow." "I want them to see me coming." "Get some sleep, Paul." "I need to talk to you about Jesse." "Have you two gotten in front of Marv yet?" "I'm gonna bump into him in the morning." "I want to talk about..." "Not now." "Not in front of..." "Just do this for me, please?" "Well, Mike, I still love ya." "Have fun with the Ghost of Christmas Future." "Oh, my God!" "Marv?" "Uh..." "Barbara." "We met in Toronto." "I have lost a few pounds." "Maybe you don't recognize me." "In Toronto?" "The conference?" "You gave that great talk on data mining in the Near East." "Genius." "I came up afterwards and said so." "Oh, yeah." "That's great." "That's great." "We should get a drink." "I don't know." "I'm here representing this amazing new translation software." "500 dialects, incredible semantic nuance." "Oh, you mean like a business thing." "Um..." "Um..." "Or we could meet privately." "Room 337." "Show you my brochure." "Great." "Yes, that would be great." "Of course." "Barbara." "Yes, I remember." " Oh, it's wonderful." " Oh." "We in?" " No Marv can resist me." " All right, I owe you." "I might really owe you." "Marv's in a good position to find out more about why I got fired." "You sound like Michael after he got burned." "The only thing he managed to do was waste a year of his life." "Different circumstances, Fi." "Jesse, take it from someone who's had to watch this show before." "You want to solve this big mystery that spans the globe, you go ahead." "But after that... try to do something good in your own corner of it." "Your past is your past." "It's not coming back." "Fi, that all sounds, uh, really healthy." "I can't just walk away." "I'm not stopping until the people that got me burned are six feet under." "That's just what it is." "Spies and politicians tend not to get along very well." "Politicians see spies as vitally important in the national interest... right up to the point where they deny ever meeting them and abandon them entirely." "It makes for a tough working relationship." "Sir?" "Congressman?" "Congressman Cowley, could I talk to you for a minute, please?" "I'm sorry." "We're late for a press event at the Grove Boardwalk." "I need to talk to your boss, right now, in private." "This is a very sensitive matter for me." "I don't care if it's a national security matter." "No one gets in front of the congressman without an appointment." " Thanks for your support." " Sir, I'm a war vet, okay?" "This is about my disability." "I'm one of your constituents." "Yeah, but just one." "Sir, please." "Come on." "I mean, who pays for your fancy car?" "Joe Taxpayer, that's who." "This isn't over!" "" " Sam, would you still love me if I switched to autumn colors?" "Uh, yes, but not as much." "Look, Maddy, we need your help." "I gotta corral a congressman and deliver him to Mike." "Are you up for it?" " Maybe." "Who is it?" " You know Bill Cowley?" "Isn't he that guy with that obnoxious good-ol'-boy shtick?" " I always want to slap him." " Yeah." "You meet me at the Grove Boardwalk, you may just get the chance." "That's me... the corner apartment." "Could you have picked an easier place for hostiles to stake out?" "Yeah, like an apartment over a nightclub." "Vitali's got a nice, tight net set up." "Smart deployment, great field of vision." "He's a pro." " What?" " You know something?" "You remind me of me." "What, do you wake up three or four times in the middle of the night?" "I could tell you it gets better, but I'd be lying." "After a while, you just start collecting ghosts." "You don't seem all that haunted." "Well, rum helps... a lot." " There's no good angle for approach." " There will be." "Best case, they leave town." "Worst case, you get the file and head out back." "I'll meet you there in five minutes." "They'll still be busy dealing with Alexi's new wardrobe." "Vitali!" "Let's go." "Everybody out." "Everyone's invited." "You on the bench." "That's right." "Keep your hands where I can see them." "Who are you?" "What is this?" "I'm Michael Westen." "Yeah, that one." "Mr. Westen." "We have no problem with you." "You are wrong, Vitali." "We have a big problem." "You're hunting an American spy in my town." "I'm offended." "Paul Anderson is a snake." "Then I'm a snake too." "Now, if I were to take the tape off your man Alexi's mouth... he's probably gonna beg for permission to pack up and go home." "I suggest you join him." "Such a decision is not up to me." "We have our orders." "I'm afraid we are, you would say, at a crossroad." "I'd say you have an hour to get out of Miami, or there's not going to be as many of you." "I am sorry, Alexi, but the mission comes first." "Your man is packed with enough C-4 to take out all of us." " Put the gun down." " I kill Michael Westen, I am Russian hero." "This is a radio transmitter with a dead man's switch." "Well, in this case, dead men." "You shoot me, I drop this." "No more Alexi." "No more Vitali." "No more... that guy." "Put your weapons down now." "Now!" "After Paul, you are next." "Delightful." "Now, you shoot at me before I'm out of range... you'll be sharing each other's caskets." "Old-timer, come on." "Let's go!" "We're clear." "Damn it." " Well?" " Well, I can't remember." "I can't remember the combination." "I must've had too many last night." "I'm a little foggy." "Jesus, we've got five minutes, maybe 10, while they deal with this guy's vest." " Can you crack it?" " I was trained to do this by touch." "I feel the click of the pins... in my fingerprints." "Well, I was trained to listen." "Well, then listen!" "Well?" " Well?" " We gotta kill the outside noise and the vibrations." "Help me move the safe." "If you need a microphone, but you only have a speaker... you don't have a problem." "Both have magnets and coils that conduct sound in roughly the same way." "So you can just plug a pair of headphones into a stereo's auxiliary jack... and crank the volume." "It's not quite good enough for karaoke... but you'll be able to hear even faint noises... like the disks in a safe's locking mechanism... clicking into position." "Eight." " Twenty." " Shh!" "I can't believe I couldn't remember the day my mother died." "Okay." "They're here." "Finally I get to kill some Russians." "Not now." "Let's go." "Anyone ever tell you you're no fun?" " All the time." " Get down!" "Oh!" "This is fun." "Get in the car!" "I hope you're havin' fun." "We lost 'em about three miles back." "I'm just being careful." "Now, let's see what I got here." "You get a little older, you want to double-check everything." "Here we go." "You sure that's enough to put Cowley in a corner?" "This is his signature under a letter to the marine general... urging the illegal deployment into Bogotá in 1988." "Fourteen of our boys went K. I.A." " We weren't in Bogotá in '88." " Cowley covered it up." " Jesus." "Where the hell did they come from?" " All right." " How'd they find us?" " They gotta have satellite support." "What?" "Technology has improved a bit... since the last time you stole their specs." "Stop doing that!" " Stop that right now!" " What?" "You gotta be kidding me!" "The Russians are trying to decide whether to snatch me... right here in the middle of Bayshore Drive." "Vitali won't make a move here." "As long as he knows he's got eyes in the sky, he knows we can't lose him." "What a mess." "But you gotta admit it's kinda funny." "No." "No, I don't gotta admit that." "No." " I'll be right back." " All right." "As dangerous as a high-speed chase can be... there's nothing quite as treacherous as a no-speed chase." "If you get pursued into bad traffic... your operating paradigm has to shift." "Your car's no longer being pursued." "You are." "Just because your car can't move doesn't mean you can't." "Oh, you shouldn't have." "So that woman you're with... your fiancée." "Not my fiancée." "Fiona." "Wound a little tight, aren't you?" "Now would be a good time to light that on fire and give them something else to look at." "And make it count." "I only got one of those." "Ho-ho!" "Sure." "I'd like to take a few questions." "Sure." "I'd like to take a few questions." "Mike, please tell me you're not calling from a Siberian gulag." "Not yet." "We got the file." "Are you ready for us?" "About to be." "Your mom is collecting the congressman as we speak." " My mother?" " There isn't really enough time to explain." "No, there isn't." "The Russians have satellite support." "We can drive all we want, but sooner or later... we're gonna be staring down the barrel of Vitali's A.K." "Don't you worry, Mikey." "Your mom is clutch." "Together we can make this a safer, more prosperous Miami." "Thank you." "Thank you all very much." " Congressman?" " Hey." "How are you?" "Good to see you again." " Good to see you." " Good speech." " Thank you." "Thank you." " Bill?" "Bill!" "It's Helen, from Yale." "Helen Foxvog." " Foxy?" " Hey." "Hello, Helen." "Listen, um, tell your people... that you don't feel well and you want to drive home alone... because you and I have a meeting with Paul Anderson at your house... and he's ready to talk all about the Colombian thing if you don't." "Yeah." "Tell him..." "I'll meet him at my office tomorrow." "Oh, actually no." "It's now!" "Or I'm gonna start screaming about our love affair in the '70s... and your secret grandchildren." "Caroline and little Jack..." "they're dying to meet you." "I don't feel well." "I'm gonna take the car home." " I'm here." " Almost." "Come on in." "Listen, I gotta be honest." "We're very satisfied with our translation software." "Yeah, about that..." "Hey, Marv." "I gave your department eight years of my life." "I got kicked out over some garbage." " The least you can do is hear me out." " Or we could call your wife." "You know me, man." "You know I didn't do what they said I did." "No, I don't know that." "I'd like to believe it, yes." "What I do know is that an effort was made to hack into an eyes-only file." "An effort that was traced back to your log-in, your password." " You can't believe that I..." " It doesn't matter what I believe!" "No." "No." "No, there's too much evidence against you." "I got too close." "That's what happened." "Marv, someone's out there starting wars." "They're knocking off labor leaders, burning food supplies." "They're getting rich doing it." "I was this close, so they had me burned." " Look, even if that were true..." " I'm still working this thing." "Maybe it clears my name, maybe it doesn't, but somebody's gotta do it." "All I need from you is the name of a bank." "But you really can't give me that much?" "What bank?" "Best lead I got says the folks we're looking for tried to hit a safety deposit box... on the fourth of last month." "The bank kept it quiet." "No cops, no news coverage." "But they must've reported it to insurance, right?" "All right." "I'll make a couple of calls." "But I can't see you again, Jess, ever." "Tomorrow night I'll meet this... person in the hotel bar... after Elise goes to sleep." "It's a date." "They're waiting for you, sir." "They're waiting for you, sir." ""They"?" "Who does Paul have with him?" "It's a surprise." "Anderson, have you lost your goddamn mind?" "Hello, Bill." "Michael Westen." "I don't know if you two have met." " I'm well aware of who he is." " Congressman, we don't have a lot of time." "There's a Russian black ops team on its way to kidnap Paul." "Right." "I'm sure this washout's right at the top of their to-do list." "Listen, you smug bastard." "The cold war wasn't so cold for me." "I didn't like the people, they didn't like me." "I think what Paul is trying to say is that he needs protection... and you can make that happen just by picking up the phone." "Or not." "Maybe I'd just rather take my chances and see what happens." "This was your idea, wasn't it?" "Shaking down a sitting congressman." "Yeah, boy, you got some juicy business here... if this was 1988." "I'm pretty sure there's no statute of limitations on anything that nasty." "If this gets out, you'll be selling your granddaughter's pony... to pay for your legal bills." "My granddaughter's pony." "I like that." "But no, you're sorely mistaken." "What the hell do you mean, "mistaken"?" "You don't think I knew what a colossal pig screw this was?" "I got right on top of that mess." "I caught a two-star general with his hand in the till." "Happy to own it." "Got him a dishonorable discharge instead of five years in the brig." "I'm clean." "He's bluffing." "You have nothing, Paul... and you're about to have even less." "You sent those boys to their death, and now you're messing around." "And your friends who drove me out here?" "They can look forward to an audit every year for the rest of their lives." " Paul." " And you." "I'll probably heap a little dirt on your grave, Mr. Westen... just for the hell of it." "Okay, okay." "All right." "Come on." "Probably shouldn't have done that." " Michael!" "What happened?" " He pissed me off." "Mike, what part of the plan called for assaulting a United States congressman?" "I know, but he pissed Paul off." "We got bigger problems." "Vitali and his men will be here any minute." "We can't leave him here." "We sure as hell can't take him with us." "I am not kidnapping a member of the House of Representatives today." "Maybe after they shoot the lot of you and drag me off to the dungeon... he'll believe us." " Two birds with one stone." " I don't think we have a choice." "Vitali's guys will come at us from all angles and all at once." "We could turn this place inside out pretty easy... give the congressman a front-row seat and something to think about." " That's not bad." " Well, it sounds bad!" "I think I'll just catch a cab." "Go." "Showtime." "I guess I'd better wake him." "You..." "You son of a bitch!" "You're going to jail!" "There's no time for that!" "The Russians are coming." " Right." "The Russians are coming." " They followed us here." "They're gonna kill us all." "I'm calling the police." "Somehow, I doubt a couple of Miami Beach patrolmen... are gonna save you from a Russian black ops team, even if they got here on time." " Give it a rest." "There are no..." " Take a look." "Oh, my God." "What the hell are they..." "Come on." "Let's go." "Quit gawking'." "Every country emphasizes slightly different tactics... with their elite troops." "The Chinese special forces learn how to shoot with either hand." "The German D.S. O. Teaches their men to rappel from helicopters." " Here they come." " Bring it, baby." "What are you gonna do?" "Build me a shed?" "And every Russian Spetsnaz team... is trained to siege secure locations... by surrounding, advancing and synchronizing their attack." "Their discipline makes them hard to escape, but easy to predict." "Sorry we keep meeting like this, Alexi." "An all-out coordinated breach has its advantages... maximum force, the element of surprise." "But there are drawbacks too." "If everyone goes in at once, you can find yourself locked inside... before you realize your target has already left." "Vitali!" "Surrender your guns before the police arrive, and I'll show you mercy." "If not, I aim lower." "Sounds like it's workin'." "Idiot!" "I only see three guns, Vitali." "Spasibo." "Walk out backwards with your hands up." "You think this is over?" "For me, they will trade." "They will do prisoner exchange." "For him, they will send more." "We will not stop until old man tells us everything." "You will answer our questions, and then you will die." "I will volunteer for this!" "Paul." " Put the weapon down." " What the hell are you doing?" "Are you telling me I can't kill Russians when they invade Florida?" "Put your gun down, Paul." "You're welcome." "You killed him." "You killed him!" "In a minute, the police will arrive." "Ten minutes after that, news vans will join them." "So you gotta ask yourself, what story do you want it to be?" "You were targeted by rogue Russian operatives." "You heroically shot one of them and captured the rest." "You are secret pals with Michael Westen... whose nefarious dealings brought Russian terrorists to Miami." "So what's it gonna be?" "Michael Westen sticks around and smiles for the camera... or you make some calls for Paul?" "Hell." "Maybe I'll even run unopposed next time." "Trash." "I'm not gonna miss that job." "Now that you got your pension back, are you gonna work in Virginia?" "I was thinking about maybe writing my memoirs." "Don't worry." "I'm not gonna put 'em online or anything." "You can publish them after I'm dead." "That shouldn't be anytime soon, as long as you keep your head down." "The feds are gonna keep an eye on you." "I just hope they've relocated some lady spooks up there." "Gotta be somebody in Newport for old..." "The hell's my name?" ""Paul Vandermark."" "Gotta be a story there." "What, did you do some job in a German castle or something?" "I don't remember." "It's not just when you drink, is it?" "Well, guess that's the last of it." "All you really have in the end... are your stories." "Can you handle the rest of it, kid?" "The bank you're looking for is Miami Trust." "You got the details for the heist all in there." "Everything I could get." "Thanks, Marv." "Listen." "I want you to tell Jesse that I never doubted him." "There was just never enough there for me to make a case to get him reinstated." "But you tell him that I believed him." "What are you talking about?" "Jesse's key card entries, computer log-in." "There were these discrepancies in the timing on the day he got fired." "It's like somebody had a duplicate key card." "Really?" "Well, the security footage..." "It's all gone." "It's confiscated." "But you get somebody with the clearance to track it down... you'll get a good look at the guy who did... what they pinned on Jesse." "They must have been three serious pros... to get into the vault, wire this safety-deposit box... and get out without showing their faces." "Three serious pros with seriously rotten luck." "If it wasn't for a random security sweep... we'd be looking at a picture of a hole in the wall." "I'm about to go, uh, scout the bank." "Anybody want to join me?" "Maybe tomorrow." "Okay." "Um..." "All right, listen." "I can't thank you guys enough." "So, uh, I'll see you later." "Uh, Fi..." "You know what I did tonight?" "I destroyed evidence that would've led Jesse... to finding out that you burned him." " Thank you." " Thank you?" "Fi." "Fi!" "What we're doing is worth it." "This is bigger than one person's career." " There are so many people out there..." " I can't stand this!" "I can't stand lying to Jesse." "I can't stand watching you keep this secret like it's nothing!" " I can't stand what you're turning into." " Which is what?" "Someone who only cares about the idea of people... who doesn't give a damn... about the ones who have his back every single day." "You know me better than that." "I used to think so."