"Here you go, sir." "Thank you, pretty lady." "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "You got what I need?" "Yeah, but we have a problem." "NELSON:" "Talk to me." "I think he knows." "Why?" "I'm being followed by one of his people." "Stay where you're at." "I'm coming to you." "I'm by my yacht." "It's at pier three." "Please hurry." "FBI!" "Drop your weapon!" "Help!" "(ENGINE STARTING)" "THUG:" "Get in." "Get in now!" "MILES:" "No!" "(GUNSHOT)" "(MAN SCREAMS)" "THUG:" "Come on, let's go!" "(GUNFIRE)" "MILES:" "Help!" "Help!" "No." "Don't shoot." "(GRUNTS)" "See if they can intercept it before it gets out to sea." "Four men on board, one of them has been shot." "(MAN SPEAKING OVER PHONE)" "Correct." "(BEEPING)" "Ah, Rebecca, the witness on the L train, what was his name?" "Kryling, with a K," "Robert L. He has a wife, two kids, lives in Brooklyn." "(MAN TALKING ON TV)" "Looks like they're gonna nail him." "(SIGHS) I hope so." "Investment and risk goes hand in hand." "This is a politically motivated prosecution that will fail." "There is no evidence that I or my company have committed any wrongdoing." "A billion dollars in pension funds just vanishes and you didn't do anything wrong?" "You lying sack of crap." "Oh, by the way, Hank's looking for you." "He's usually on his third cup of coffee before he can handle me." "I think it's something to do with the Sakwin story." "Sounded urgent." "Well, he can't fire me." "I know where all the bodies are buried." "Yeah, 'cause you're the one who put them there." "They are considering pressing charges." "This is preposterous!" "This is a felony." "No, what Sakwin did is a felony." "Their CEO is going to jail for 10 years because we did your job for you." "Well, unlike you, Mrs. Scott, the district attorney's office is constrained by laws." "Hacking into other people's computer files is a felony." "They were environmental polluters on a massive scale!" "Hell, that doesn't give you the right to access personal information." "Can you prove it was her?" "We traced it to her desk, her computer." "Plenty of people have access to her computer." "Could've been anybody." "I only access public files." "If someone else was using my computer, then..." "Look, this is just a warning, okay?" "This happens again, I will make it my life's work to shut this place down." "Duly noted." "It won't happen again." "Why am I wasting my time?" "Huh?" "Go to hell, both of you!" "Sorry." "You're fired." "I quit!" "Get back to work." "Yes, sir." "This ever happens again..." "It won't." "(LOCK CLICKS)" "(EXHALES)" "(SMACKS LIPS) Oscar." "(CAT MEOWING)" "Oh, good boy, good boy!" "Yeah." "(DOORBELL RINGS)" "All right." "Who is it?" "NELSON:" "FBI." "What?" "My name is Agent John Nelson, International Operations." "I have ID." "(SIGHS) Look, if you have any more questions about Sakwin Oil, you can call my boss." "This is not about Sakwin Oil, Mrs. Scott." "It's important that I speak to you." "I was gonna make some tea." "Would you like some?" "No, thank you." "(BRIEFCASE CLASPS SNAP)" "I read your stuff." "(REBECCA CHUCKLES)" "You like it?" "You could've been a cop." "I'll take that as a compliment." "So what do you want with me?" "Is this your husband?" "Yes." "I'm sorry to inform you that your husband is dead." "I'm aware of that." "He died two years ago." "He didn't die two years ago." "He was killed three nights ago." "(SCOFFS)" "That's ridiculous." "Your husband, formerly known as Miles Scott, currently using the alias Dennis Archer, was murdered three nights ago." "Is the FBI always this incompetent?" "My husband died in an auto accident two years ago." "I know this because I was at his funeral." "Was it a closed casket?" "Yes." "He was burned badly." "Has he tried to contact you in the last two years?" "You're not listening." "My husband died two years ago." "These photos were taken in the last three months." "How do you explain that?" "I..." "I don't know." "We also have a match on his fingerprints." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Scott." "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't absolutely certain." "(WHISPERING) My God." "(EXHALES)" "I realize this is distressing, but I have to ask you some questions." "When was the last time you saw your..." "How did Miles die?" "He was shot." "Where did this happen?" "Australia." "Australia?" "Sanctuary Cove, east coast." "It's a resort town kinda like the Hamptons." "And you're absolutely certain it was him?" "I saw it happen." "You were there?" "We were about to put him in witness protection until somebody got to him first." "Witness protection, why?" "He was involved in some pretty serious financial crimes." "I can't tell you any more than that." "Miles was a tax accountant." "His clients were hardly what you'd call wealthy." "Well, he was about to give us all the evidence we need in exchange for immunity." "Evidence for what?" "(SIGHS)" "No, there must be some mistake." "Can you think of any reason why your husband would wanna fake his own death?" "Was he in some kind of trouble?" "No, Miles was doing well." "His clients trusted him, everyone loved him." "Mrs. Scott, if there is anything you're not telling me..." "What?" "Why would I lie?" "You don't think I had anything to do with this, do you?" "Did you?" "Of course not!" "I'm just required to ask these questions." "I need you to leave." "I need some time to process this." "Of course." "I'm leaving for Australia tonight, so another agent will take your statement in a couple of days." "If you can think of anything that might help, please don't hesitate to call." "All right." "I'm truly sorry for your loss." "Thank you." "(DOOR OPENS)" "(DOOR SHUTS)" "(SIGHS)" "(MEOWING)" "(GASPING)" "(SNIFFS)" "Oscar should only have a quarter can morning and evening." "And if you could spend a little time with him every other day, that'd be great." "He loves people." "I hope to be back in a week." "You know, Hank'll fire you for real this time." "Well, if he does, it's his loss." "Are you sure you wanna do this?" "What would you do if you were me?" "I trusted him and he used me." "I need to find out why." "(SIREN WAILING)" "One of the conditions of the house arrest was that Ron Osterberg hand over to Australia's federal police and America's FBI all of the computer files and documents requested in the court order." "(REPORTER'S CLAMORING)" "I will comment shortly." "Abe, stay with the vehicle." "Let's go and get that computer inside." "And now, one of the world's financial giants forced to wear an ankle bracelet like this one to ensure he never leaves his lavish country estate without police escort." "How have the mighty fallen." "Nice work, Inspector." "You are gonna be burning the midnight oil for months." "Not me." "That's what the forensic accountants are for." "I'm gonna nail his ass for murder." "You really think he had Dennis Archer killed?" "He had the motive and the resources to get it done." "Be hard to prove, won't it?" "A man like that usually covers his tracks pretty well." "Sooner or later, he makes a mistake." "When he does, I'm gonna nail his ass." "What I gave them can't hurt me." "They're wasting their time." "In a year or so, we'll have a new government." "I can promise you things will be different then." "We just have to hang in there, stare the bastards down." "we are now landing at Coolangatta Airport." "Enjoy your stay on the Gold Coast." "(RADIO CHATTER)" "WOMAN OFFICER:" "Gold Coast police station." "How may I direct your call?" "Yes, Sergeant Smith..." "Yes, I'll put you through to his voicemail." "Excuse me, I'd like to speak to the officer handling the Archer case." "Do you have information on the case?" "Possibly." "Your name?" "Rebecca Scott." "You American?" "Yes." "Where from?" "New York." "Oh, wonderful city." "I've always wanted to go there." "I will, when I win the lottery." "If you'd like to just take a seat over there," "I'll see if I can find Inspector Hendricks." "Inspector?" "I've just got someone here about the Archer case." "Okay." "I've got $40 million..." "All right, here you go." "...paper trail." "If there's some way we can connect these..." "You have information about the Archer case?" "Not exactly." "I'm a reporter with Spyglass magazine in New York." "We're doing a story..." "You didn't tell me she was a reporter." "She failed to mention it." "This is an active homicide investigation." "We won't be releasing any information to the media until it's concluded." "That's not what I'm after." "What is it that you want then?" "I'm more interested in a personal profile." "What kind of man was Archer?" "What was his life like here?" "That sort of thing." "I'm sorry, I can't help you." "Maybe you could give me the names of the people who knew him best." "Friends, coworkers..." "I'd love to interview his wife." "His wife?" "Are you serious?" "Like I said, I'm sorry, I can't help you." "Excuse me." "(SCOFFS)" "NELSON:" "Vassar swim team, 2003." "You've done your homework." "Your tax dollars hard at work." "You don't seem surprised to see me." "I had your passport tagged for tracking." "(CHUCKLING)" "My tax dollars hard at work." "Exactly." "Well, besides pissing off the local cops, who I have to work with, by the way, what do you intend on accomplishing here, Mrs. Scott?" "Finding out the truth." "Why don't you let us handle that?" "How about this..." "Miles came to Sanctuary Cove two years ago to work for Osterberg, not knowing that he was a global criminal." "And?" "Something went really wrong, so Miles offered to turn State's evidence." "Osterberg had him killed while you watched." "Here's an idea." "Why don't you go back to New York and work on it?" "I wanna see my husband's body." "Well, you can't." "Why not?" "Because we can't find it." "Excuse me?" "Well, we believe that, you know, the body was dumped past the reef so the sharks could feed off it." "All we found was his left pinky." "I see." "It's in a plastic bag at the morgue if you wanna go take a look at it." "I'm sorry." "I shouldn't have said that." "Look, if we're gonna be working together, we should probably sit down and share what we know." "We're not gonna be working together, Mrs. Scott." "Fine." "Then you go your way, and I'll go mine." "You lost your husband twice." "I get it." "I lost a witness I was supposed to protect." "These are things I cannot change." "But I do have a job to do, and I don't have time to be babysitting while I'm trying to do it." "I can take care of myself, thank you." "I can have you arrested for interfering with an investigation." "(SCOFFS) Hmm." ""FBI muzzles free press." Makes a good headline." "Go home, Mrs. Scott." "See you around." "(ENGINE REVVING)" "GPS:" "In one kilometer, make a left turn into Sanctuary Cove Road." "(DOORBELL RINGS)" "Yes?" "Mrs. Archer?" "Yes." "I'm Rebecca Scott." "I'm with Spyglass magazine in New York." "Call my attorney." "No, please, please, please..." "Do you mind?" "We were married to the same man." "What?" "You knew him as Dennis Archer," "I knew him as Miles Scott." "We were married for six years." "You're joking." "No, I'm not." "Well, you'd better come in then." "Make yourself at home." "Excuse the mess." "It's still not finished yet." "It's beautiful." "It's not bad." "We only got the place six months ago." "Um..." "I was gonna make some tea." "Would you like some?" "Yes, that would be lovely." "BRIGID:" "Lemon or honey?" "(STAMMERING) Lemon." "So, Dennis' first wife." "He never mentioned that he was married before." "When did you divorce?" "(CHUCKLES) We didn't." "Do you have a photo or something of Dennis?" "Just so I can..." "Of course, absolutely." "Miles Scott, my husband, died two years ago in a car crash in New York, burned beyond recognition, or so I believed." "Now I learn that he's been living here as Dennis Archer." "The police never mentioned anything." "The FBI told me." "FBI?" "An American guy came to see me." "I had no idea." "No, neither did I." "Mmm." "Was Miles..." "Dennis." "Was Dennis good to you?" "Of course." "He loved me." "He bought me nice things, took me nice places, and he was always hot for it." "But I'm sure you remember that, don't you?" "Did..." "Was Dennis having trouble at work before he..." "Not that I know of." "Can I ask you, did he leave you well taken care of?" "I mean, the first time that he died." "Not particularly." "That sucks." "I'm getting everything." "You're not here to claim on the estate, or..." "Did Dennis ever mention a man named Osterberg?" "Who?" "Dennis worked for him." "Dennis never mentioned anything about work." "Ronald Osterberg, he's been indicted for major embezzlement." "That's right." "Wasn't it on the news or something?" "Yeah, it was." "My husband had nothing to do with this Osterberg character." "I'm not looking to ruin your reputation, Mrs. Archer." "I'm just looking for some answers." "Well, I'm afraid I can't help you." "Everybody I know loved Dennis." "No one would've wanted him dead." "(EXHALES)" "I don't know what I'm gonna do without him." "I'm sorry if I've upset you." "Yeah, well, you have, actually." "I think it's time you should go." "I have things to attend to, a memorial to organize." "Of course, you're more than welcome to come." "Of course." "Yeah." "I'm sorry for your loss." "And you for yours." "(CAR DOOR OPENS)" "(ENGINE STARTING)" "(ENGINE STARTING)" "(ENGINE REVVING)" "(GRUNTS)" "(TIRES SQUEALING)" "(EXHALES)" "Call the police!" "Call the police!" "(ENGINE STARTING)" "(DIALING)" "NELSON:" "She's uploading her photos now." "Run the plates and let's track this guy down." "So you dropped by Brigid Archer's house." "She called the police." "I must've frightened her." "Yeah." "What did you make of her?" "Trophy wife." "Her bereavement seemed more like a bad hangover than a tragedy, but she's not a suspect." "I don't know." "Something about her just didn't feel right." "(CHUCKLES)" "Her husband is murdered." "His other wife who she didn't even know existed until you paid her a visit, shows up at her house uninvited." "Now, how would you act?" "No..." "Yes, I get all of that, but still, it was like she was hiding something." "So she hires hitmen to kill her husband?" "I doubt that." "Osterberg, he's capable of anything." "Ah, Osterberg!" "So Osterberg hires somebody to run you off the road?" "Possibly." "All right, I'll bite." "Why?" "I'm digging around." "Maybe I'll turn up something." "I do have a reputation for that sort of thing." "Oh, yeah, your reputation, of course." "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "Know what I think?" "I think you cut somebody off, and they were just returning the favor." "We'll see." "Nelson." "No, no, I'm gonna stop by his yacht tomorrow, make sure we didn't miss anything." "Thanks." "I'm coming with you to the yacht." "And people in hell want ice water." "Listen, enjoy the hotel." "You're on vacation." "I just booked your flight." "(SIGHS)" "OSTERBERG:" "As you all know, we've invested over $4.5 billion worldwide." "We've created over 2,000 js in northern America alone, and over the next five years, we intend to invest another $5 billion in Australia." "Now, of course, we're encountering problems with this government." "(PANICKED BREATHING)" "(RATTLING)" "Hello?" "Anybody there?" "Hello?" "REBECCA:" "Surprise." "But is it really?" "What have you got to lose?" "I wanna see the boat." "Or I could handcuff you to that post right there." "You coming?" "So what'd you turn up on my husband before he became Dennis Archer?" "Quite a bit." "Tell me." "I don't think that's a good idea." "I have a right to know, especially under the circumstances." "Well, it appears your Miles Scott was a mild-mannered, squeaky-clean tax accountant by day, and a serial swindler in his spare time." "Dabbled in Ponzi schemes, money laundering, hell, even fake charities." "That's impossible." "I would've known." "No, you wouldn't have 'cause he was that good." "Always traveled in the shadows, a Teflon grifter." "Nothing ever stuck to the man except other people's money." "Oh, boy." "Told you you didn't wanna hear it." "But you were right about his connection to Osterberg." "They were involved in the same Ponzi scheme." "Your husband's work impressed him, so he brought him down here to be his man behind the scenes, so to speak." "Routing money through a string of shell companies until it vanished without a trace." "But he didn't need to fake his own death." "It was either that or get rid of you." "Couldn't scam you forever." "He wouldn't have done that, not to me." "You really think so?" "A man that faked his own death?" "Money makes a man's moral compass go haywire." "Everything was fine until Osterberg got indicted in the US." "At our request, the Australian federal police put him under house arrest." "Dennis feared that he'd be next." "So he offered to turn State's evidence." "Called me and said he had what I needed." "I came down here to pick him up, and they killed him." "Wow." "Yeah, they say you can tell a man's insecurity by the size of his boat." "What is it?" "(CHUCKLES) Miles loved boats." "One year for his birthday, I had a model yacht made for him." "Even had the maker put Dreamboaon the side of it." "Sure is a beautiful boat." "Yeah, it is." "(CLANKING)" "Go back, call the police." "You sure?" "Do it." "(RINGING TONE) Come on." "OFFICER:" "Gold Coast Police." "How can I help you?" "This is Rebecca Scott." "I'm with FBI Agent Nelson down at the..." "OFFICER:" "Please hold." "Come on." "(GRUNTS)" "OFFICER:" "What's your emergency?" "Send the police to Sanctuary Cove Marina now." "Stay on the line." "(HANGS UP)" "(GROANING)" "(GRUNTS)" "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "Damn it." "(GRUNTS)" "The cops are coming!" "THUG:" "We gotta go now!" "Move it!" "You all right?" "Yeah." "Okay, come on." "OFFICER:" "Can you describe the man, Mrs. Scott?" "About 5'9"." "Okay." "Light brown hair, scruffy beard, 30 years old." "I'd recognize him if I saw him again." "Thanks." "Anything on that plate?" "How you feeling?" "I'm fine." "A word?" "I have concerns about the continual presence of Mrs. Scott on this investigation." "The FBI, and certainly my superiors at the federal police, would be quite displeased with both of us if this case is compromised because confidential information ends up on the front page of some newspaper." "Someone keeps trying to kill her." "I'm not about to lose another witness." "Now, she plays a part in all this, and I'm gonna find out what that part is." "Anybody that has a problem with that, they can contact my supervisor." "Until then, this is my investigation, and I will run it how I see fit." "Okay, that's fine." "But if she screws this up for everybody, it's your ass, not mine." "Agreed?" "Never doubted it." "Now how about that plate?" "Yeah." "We traced the vehicle to a subsidiary company of the Osterberg group." "Reported missing about a week ago." "Naturally." "The question is were they trying to scare off a pesky reporter or did they mean to do her serious harm?" "You tell me." "(SIGHS)" "That guy on the boat was looking for something, and what that something is, I have no idea." "I mean, they had to have searched it before they killed Archer." "Want me to take a look?" "No." "Agent Nelson, I knew him much better than either of you." "This is true." "All right, look, that's your call." "I don't want anything to do with this." "NELSON:" "We've searched every part of this ship, and now we're in the engine room." "Please tell me you're not wasting our time." "Yeah." "You know, you probably saved my life." "I'm sure it won't be the last time." "I'm starting to like you." "Oh, God forbid." "Ah, just a little bit." "(CHUCKLES)" "You're not the usual fed with a stick up his ass." "I'm sure that fell out when I got attacked." "(LAUGHING)" "After you." "(TICKING)" "That ain't good." "Why would he blow up the boat?" "To destroy any evidence Archer left behind." "So you think Osterberg is running scared now?" "If he isn't, he soon will be." "Go ahead." "Ah." "Agent Nelson." "And you must be Rebecca Scott." "Your husband spoke of you often." "May I call you Rebecca?" "Screw you." "I'll take that as a yes." "Consider this a warning." "Really?" "What about?" "What'll happen if you don't back off." "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." "We were on that yacht today right before it exploded." "(LAUGHING) Whose yacht are we talking about?" "Not mine, I hope." "You think you're safe in here?" "No one can get to you?" "I'll ignore the threatening tone in the hope that we can have a civilized conversation." "So I assume Dennis Archer's boat was destroyed and you think that I'm responsible?" "You killed my husband." "Why would I do that?" "He was about to inform on you." "I don't kill people, Rebecca, I buy them." "Not everybody has a price." "I beg to differ." "I was rather fond of your husband." "We worked well together." "Though, he was a little light-fingered." "You two were a lot alike, apparently." "You knew he was stealing from you?" "More like petty cash." "I tolerated it because he was good at what I needed him for." "Which was?" "I'm sorry." "I'm forbidden to discuss my business matters until I come before the courts." "And that will be a very long time in the future, if at all." "Until then, I'm very comfortable here." "Oh, don't get used to it." "You'll be trading this view for an 8 x 10 cell soon enough." "You're making predictions way above your pay grade, Agent Nelson." "Do you really think that the Australian government will allow me to be extradited?" "I'm not some embarrassing whistleblower who's been caught with his pants down." "I'm a multinational corporation." "I've created thousands of jobs, made major investments in mining and tourism." "These matters will be settled between governments behind closed doors as they always have been." "Would you care to stay for lunch?" "I'd care to kick your ass." "Ooh." "How about some lunch?" "Glass of wine, a little timeout." "Yeah." "(CAR ENGINE STARTS)" "I spent four years of my life trying to bring this guy down." "He's a mega crook like Osterberg, buying into companies and looting them until there was nothing left and then moving on." "I was obsessed." "Did you get him?" "I had enough evidence to put him away for about 100 years." "And?" "Walked on a technicality." "Oh!" "That's terrible." "All that work for nothing." "I still got promoted." "Great." "And then my wife left me." "Not so great." "How come?" "You know, I was all about the work." "She came in a distant second." "Who's gonna put up with that?" "You still wear your ring." "Old habits die hard, I guess." "Yeah, work's a great healer." "Take my advice, young lady." "Live a little." "It goes fast." "Maybe I will, after all this is settled." "You went through my husband's office, his computers?" "Yeah, nothing there." "You wiped his hard drives?" "No, but it's just all the normal stuff." "How do you mean?" "Well, a guy like him, a grifter, an embezzler, you'd expect to find something." "Like what?" "Something out of place." "Nope, all by the books." "Interesting." "Don't even think about it." "What?" "What?" "What?" "Going by there." "Besides, we already cleaned it all out." "I would never interfere with your work, Agent Nelson." "No, I noticed." "Yeah." "(LAUGHING)" "Here you go." "How much do I owe?" "All of it." "What?" "Your magazine has an expense account." "So do you." "I work for the US government, girl." "$17 trillion in deficit." "You don't wanna add to that, do you?" "Unbelievable." "Where's your sense of patriotism?" "THUG 1:" "Power's cut?" "THUG 2:" "Yes, mate." "THUG 1:" "What about the alarm?" "THUG 2:" "Yeah." "(SLIDES OPEN DOOR)" "(DISTANT CLANKING)" "(CLICKING SWITCHES)" "(SIGHS)" "Help." "(GRUNTS)" "(SCREAMING)" "THUG:" "Give it up." "Shut up." "BRIGID:" "Please." "I did everything he asked." "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "(MUFFLED SCREAMS)" "(AUTO DIALING)" "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "(SIGHS) (PHONE BEEPS)" "REBECCA:" "This is Rebecca." "Please leave a message." "(SIGHS)" "(LOCK CLICKS)" "Just have a few more things to check out but you'll have my report by the end of the week." "MAN:" "I'm counting on it." "Yes, sir." "Thank you, sir." "(PHONE BEEPS)" "You went to see Osterberg." "I did." "Without telling me." "Oh, it was a personal visit." "Really?" "Was it personal when you went to collect Archer without calling me for back up?" "No, that was my bad." "And now he's dead." "And you are still letting this reporter stick her nose into everything we do." "Brother, it's like I said, she became a part of this investigation the moment they tried to kill her." "As far as I'm concerned, your judgment can't be trusted." "And for the record, I'll no longer be sharing any information with you or your bureau." "Is that right?" "And if you've got a problem with that, feel free to contact Washington, and I'll be happy to give them my reasons." "You're a hell of a conversationalist, Hendricks." "Just stay out of my way." "Nice talking to you." "DELIVERY MAN:" "Mate, can you tell me where Dreamboat Financial Services is?" "CONCIERGE:" "Dreamboat." "Third level, 309." "DELIVERY MAN:" "Thank you." "(KNOCKING) Delivery." "Hi, can I help you?" "Package for..." "Dreamboat?" "Yeah." "Great." "Sign here." "Thanks." "Free sample." "(AUTO DIALING)" "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "Come on, answer your damn phone, girl." "REBECCA:" "This is Rebecca." "Please leave a message." "My birthday." "Oh, Miles, you remembered." "Wow." "The money's just rolling in." "Miles, what were you guys doing?" "$2 million." "Hmm." "Here." "Maybe you put it in here." "Cash transfer?" "$4 million?" "Where?" "Okay." "Here we go." "No, no, no, no, no." "Shoot." "(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)" "I'll take the back." "Help!" "Help!" "Let go of me!" "Help!" "(GRUNTING)" "(GROANS)" "Oh, my God." "You all right, mate?" "WOMAN:" "Someone call Triple Zero." "Oh, my God." "Thank you." "I'll take it from here." "You all right?" "Yeah, I'm good." "You mind telling me where you went this morning?" "I had a look at my husband's office." "After I told you there was nothing there?" "His other office." "What other office?" "He had another office on the same floor." "Huh." "How'd you find it?" "Remember the name of my husband's boat?" "Dreamboa." "Dreamboat Financial Services, third floor east." "Nothing in it but a refrigerator and a computer." "And?" "He was siphoning money out of Osterberg's accounts." "Almost $10 million." "Whoo!" "Well, what'd he do with it?" "Cashed out, probably hid it somewhere." "Huh." "No wonder Osterberg wanted him whacked." "It doesn't make sense." "What?" "Would you kill someone that had $10 million that belonged to you?" "Not till I got it back." "I'd do damage to the boy." "I want you on a plane back to New York today." "Hey, chill out." "She has no business interfering in this case." "That man tried to kill me." "The same man I saw at the marina." "Christopher Del Flannery, robbery with violence, suspect in two contract killings, worked as a security guard for one of Osterberg's companies, dismissed three weeks ago." "We were that close to nailing the guy, but he's dead." "Could've been a goldmine of information." "Inspector." "Not now." "OFFICER:" "There's been another homicide." "Brigid Archer." "Can I see some identification please?" "She's with me." "Watch your back there." "Wait here." "Get her outta here." "She stays." "I'm just keeping an eye on her, like you asked." "Strictly speaking, this is not a crime over which you have any jurisdiction." "Humor me." "The alarm's been fried, signs of forced entry on the door into the pool area." "Now, footprints indicate there was two of them." "Now, my guess is she's heard a noise, come down to investigate, then drowned." "Then they ransacked the place." "Anything stolen?" "Doesn't look like it." "Trying to track down the housekeeper, see what she can tell us." "But I think we both know who's behind this." "Mind if I have a look around?" "Yes, I do." "But I'm too busy to make an issue out of it." "We're dusting for prints, so make sure Lois Lane there doesn't contaminate the crime scene." "Does that make me Superman?" "(LAUGHING)" "You think this guy would've hid $10 million in his own home?" "Miles was very precise about things." "Typical accountant, I guess." "Everything in its place, and a place for everything." "Don't move it." "Chateau Hermitage '83." "Do you know how much that bottle costs?" "$1,000?" "That might pay for the cork." "This guy's probably got a million-dollar wine collection." "Wow." "The place is temperature controlled, fireproof probably." "It's a great place to hide $10 million." "I would." "But where?" "What are you doing?" "This rack just moved." "Wait a minute." "Oh, wow." "Voila." "(DISTANT CHATTER)" "Aren't you gonna tell Hendricks?" "Just wanna take a look inside first." "I don't get it." "Well, he's been shutting me out." "I just wanna return the favor." "Let's come back tonight." "So how do we pop that box?" "We'll google it." "We think a lot alike." "Is that right?" "Seriously, we could be related." "(DOOR OPENS)" "There's a very nice bottle of Cabernet I'd like to show you." "Good nose?" "Long finish." "Mmm." "I doubt I can afford it." "Oh, mademoiselle, this one is on the house." "(LAUGHING)" "You sure this will work?" "Always has." "Wow, I got software like that." "For computers?" "Yeah." "And passwords?" "Yeah." "Hmm." "Maybe we are related." "Next thing you know, you'll be hitting me up for money." "(LAUGHING)" ""I'll pay you back, Uncle John." Mmm-hmm." "Sneaking out the back door, showing up at barbecues late, eating all the food." "Oh, this is magic." "Opened up like a little baby on pamper day, didn't it?" "(LAUGHING)" "(BEEPING)" "Okay, it won't be long now." "Just a couple of minutes, the combination will show up right there." "Any minute now." "(GROANS)" "What do we do?" "Put it back together and get outta here." "Who sold you that thing?" "It's not the device." "The device is good, I've used it before." "And how much did it cost?" "Me?" "Nothing." "Uncle Sam, on the other hand, paid $28,000 for it." "Oh, my God." "I have jacking software that cost me $500, and it works." "Well, it's a bit more complicated than that." "How?" "It's numbers, it's single-digit and two-digit numbers." "How hard could it be?" "A simple little combination, and it can't come up with it?" "Well, this safe probably has a five-number sequence." "That's why it's not working." "What?" "99% of your containers uses four or three numbers." "This thing isn't programed to do more than that." "It can't do five numbers?" "No." "Wait, it's a five-digit combination." "Five?" "Yes." "Why?" "Turn that thing off." "What?" "Turn it off." "When I hacked his computer, my birthday was part of his password." "(LOCK CLANGS)" "Oh!" "Nicely done." "Let's keep it." "Okay." "What?" "Just kidding." "Yeah, me, too." "Don't even think about it." "I'm not." "Don't..." "I just wanna touch it." "And then you'll wanna spend it." "Do you hear that?" "It just called my name." ""Rebecca."" "That's just your moral compass spinning." "I am definitely losing my balance." "Then grab onto the walls." "(LAUGHING)" "You need to get me out of here." "Seriously, get me out of here." "You definitely got the fever, girl." "(LAUGHING)" "NELSON:" "Once your eyes started to glaze over, I got worried." "(CHUCKLING) Thanks for pulling me outta there." "I've been there." "I know how it feels." "Ah..." "That much money..." "It's like the devil's hand reaching out to you." "I know." "(CHUCKLES)" "No, I don't think your husband was planning on leaving the night he was shot." "Why not?" "$10 million is a nice chunk of change, but stack it up against a billion dollars in secret accounts just lying there ready for the taking..." "But he could've accessed Osterberg's accounts from anywhere." "Not if he didn't know where to look." "The old coot had the access codes hidden somewhere we couldn't find." "The only way your husband could keep himself out of jail was to cooperate with us." "So he could keep looking for Osterberg's loot." "And then somebody had him killed..." "Which means there's another player in the game." "Killed Brigid, wanted you dead, too." "Why?" "Probably got to know you." "(LAUGHING)" "'Cause you talk a lot." "All right." "Get some rest." "I got a mound of paperwork and conference calls to get to in the morning." "Stay in the hotel." "Yes, master." "A slave obeys his master." "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "Hello?" "Who?" "Ah, screw this." "(AUTO DIALING)" "REBECCA:" "Hello." "Where are you?" "Out and about." "I told you to stay at the hotel." "Osterberg offered me an exclusive interview." "Rebecca, you know all he wants is to find out what you know." "Of course, but a world exclusive with this guy will get me my job back." "You got fired?" "Sort of." "It's hard to say." "I might have quit." "I'm not sure now." "Do you ever follow the rules?" "I'm a woman." "What does that mean?" "I don't know." "It sounds good, doesn't it?" "(SIGHS) Be careful." "Call me when you're done." "I'm getting it authenticated later today." "Beautiful piece." "Whose pension fund paid for it?" "Innocent until proven guilty, Rebecca." "You should know that." "I know about jackals that feed on the weak." "We do tend to romanticize that part of it, don't we?" "People like you make investments to make money." "For you to make money, someone has to lose it." "How much do you think you're worth at the moment?" "Who knows?" "It's hard to say." "It changes from day to day." "But if I had to guess, I'd have to say a billion or so." "Would you like a drink?" "I'm on my way to a meeting, Inspector." "What can I do for you?" "Forgive me, Commissioner." "The wife of Osterberg's former associate was murdered." "There have been two attempts on the life of a reporter who's investigating his activities, and an FBI agent was almost killed in an explosion." "It all points back to Osterberg." "So what do you recommend?" "At the very least, I'd like to bring him in for questioning, make him worry that his house arrest could be revoked." "I think it'll shake things up a bit." "So what else can I tell you?" "How do you really feel about the people that lost everything because of what happened with your company?" "Well, as I said before, people make investments." "Sometimes they work, and sometimes they fail." "Please, come on." "Show me the real Ronald Osterberg." "All right." "I'll answer some of your questions if you answer some of mine." "Deal." "You go first." "All right." "How do I really feel about those poor unfortunate masses of greedy, grasping, small-minded folk in their pathetic little houses in their pathetic little neighborhoods, sitting in front of their televisions, drinking their Bud Light and watching" "the reality of a world that doesn't exist?" "How do I feel about them?" "I don't care whether they live or die." "Stuff 'em." "Wow!" "You are disgusting." "But you're attracted to me, anyway." "No, no." "I'm fascinated." "You mustn't mistake that for desire or empathy." "It's like I have a true monster under the microscope." "(LAUGHING)" "I'll take that as a compliment." "Drink?" "No." "My turn to ask the questions." "What is it that you wanna know?" "Have you found my money yet?" "If we had, I wouldn't tell you." "We'll get back to that." "What about Brigid Archer?" "Poor Brigid." "Now, why would I want her dead?" "Well, you send someone to look for your money, she got in the way." "I see." "I think someone's trying to get me out of the way." "The boat, Brigid, all of it." "All arranged to make it look like I was responsible." "So you think you're being framed." "I do have enemies, as you can imagine." "(SIRENS WAILING)" "My, this is a big day for visitors." "Ronald Osterberg, you're under arrest." "Indeed." "I'm under house arrest pending my appeal." "I have not violated any of the conditions of my bail, so I'm not going anywhere." "This is a fresh charge." "Conspiracy in the murder of Brigid Archer." "You'll be taken away to police headquarters where you'll be formally arraigned." "You have the right to remain silent." "Anything you do, say, may be used against you in evidence." "This is outrageous." "I had nothing to do with that." "Take him away." "Someone is trying very hard to get me out of the way." "Find out who and I'll make you rich." "I'm not even gonna ask what you're doing here." "I'm trying to find out who killed my husband." "No, you're just after a scoop." "Your kind make me sick." "You know, it's possible you're looking at the wrong guy." "What did he promise you?" "How much?" "Leave now before I arrest you, too." "This is Hendricks." "Round up the staff, security." "I want everyone out." "Nobody comes back here for anything." "Am I clear on that?" "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "Nelson." "REBECCA:" "Hey, it's me." "They just arrested Osterberg." "Why?" "Brigid Archer's murder." "Really?" "Hmm." "Where are you?" "Just down from his place." "They ran everyone out of the house, staff, security, everyone." "He's no flight risk." "He'll make bail in 24 hours." "In the meantime, his place will be empty." "NELSON:" "Come on, I got you." "It's too far." "Come on, I got you." "How much do you weigh, girl?" "A hundred and..." "What do you mean how much do I weigh?" "Come on." "Maybe you should start hitting the gym." "(LOCK CLICKS)" "This place is huge." "Where do you think we should start?" "(DOOR OPENING)" "Nelson." "Inspector Hendricks, what a surprise." "Now, look, this is an official police..." "Back up." "Turn around." "Miles?" "Hello, darling." "What are you doing?" "Just trying to make a living." "Shoot him." "Take it easy." "I mean it." "Shoot him." "Right, hang on." "Put your hands where I can see them." "(LAUGHING)" "I gotta give it to you, Archer." "That performance on the marina, pretty convincing." "Stay where you're at." "I'm coming to you." "Please hurry." "Played you for a sucker, didn't we?" "Don't tell him anything." "Well, it really doesn't matter now, does it?" "Letting someone shoot your finger off is worth a billion, don't you think?" "Now, the blood was mine, but the bullets were blank." "No." "Don't shoot." "Two years of watching Scroe count his money, and the old fool never realized" "I knew where he kept this." "Billion dollars." "Access codes, global accounts, everything." "Brigid did her part well enough, (SCREAMING) but in the end, she got greedy, adios." "We can make a deal here, Nelson, something to make everyone happy." "Oh, is that right?" "Hey, we're talking about a lot of money." "A billion dollars split four ways." "You miserable puke." "I can't believe I ever loved you." "Rebecca, you have to look at the bigger picture, sweetie." "You are a thief and a murderer." "And your point is?" "(LAUGHING)" "Look, I can give you guys $10 million in cash right now." "Shut up, Dennis." "It's at my house." "We already know where the money is." "Well, then take it." "You go your way, and we'll go... $10 million?" "What $10 million?" "Shh!" "That's chump change compared to what we have here." "All right, that's enough." "Let's go." "THUG 1:" "Drop it." "Turn around." "If he tries anything, shoot her." "You really are a putz, Hendricks." "Bring the car around." "Back it up and open the trunk." "Follow me." "Move." "Run!" "Run!" "The key's in my pocket." "Okay." "You two go around the back." "I'll take care of this one." "Put it in my hand." "Go." "No." "Go, go!" "(GRUNTS)" "(GRUNTS)" "How's that feel, Mr. G-Man?" "Feels great." "(EXCLAIMS) (GRUNTS)" "Stop!" "(GUNFIRE)" "(GRUNTS)" "You wanna know what FBI stands for?" "Fumble bumble incompetent." "(GRUNTS)" "No." "No, please." "Please." "Time to have some fun, baby." "(SCREAMING)" "Ah!" "(SCREAMING)" "Becca, Becca." "Becca, put it down." "I have sacrificed everything, but I tried to keep you out of this." "Billionaires run the world, baby." "We can be a part of that." "I know you never stopped loving me." "Come on, come on." "You're not gonna shoot me." "The hell I'm not." "(GRUNTS)" "(GUNFIRE)" "Now you're really dead." "(SIGHS)" "It's okay, it's okay." "It's okay, it's over." "It's over, come on." "NEWS REPORTER:" "Accused Australian financir Ronald Osterberg lost his battle today against extradition to the United States, where he faces billion-dollar embezzlement charges." "Police and FBI have recovered access cods to secret accounts that contained much of the stolen funds." "It was nice working with you." "You mean that?" "No." "I saved your life." "Oh, yeah, and how many times did I save yours?" "That's your job." "You gonna write about all of this?" "Of course." "Just don't use my name." "Why not?" "People find out I let you tag along," "I'll be a traffic cop within a week." "Hey, I was invaluable." "Yeah, and ready to steal $10 million." "Okay, yeah, but..." "Ba... ba... ba." "Yeah, but that's all I got." "Exactly." "You'd have taken that money." "Just a finder's fee, 10%." "I mean, who would've known?" "5%." "Oh, well then, just 5%." "You got the fever, girl." "I do not." "You're gonna like my story." "Good Lord." "And we can discuss it over breakfast." "Breakfast, huh?" "We won't be fighting over that bill." "(BOTH LAUGHING)"