Now, Senator Friedman, you
have been a harsh critic...
of the President in recent months
over his treatment of Russia.
Russia is back. Their president
has stated unequivocally...
their desire to knock us back to 1985.
They've reignited
their nuclear program.
Just last week they dropped three
Akula class subs in the Bering Sea.
Our myopia over
the Middle East...
has caused us to miss the big bear that's
just sitting in the middle of the room.
Now, Senator Darden, you have numerous
business interests inside Russia.
Do you share Senator
Friedman's fears here?
My interests, as you
call them, in Russia...
are strictly as a trade partner
for the good people of my state.
All this saber rattling is basically
Senator Friedman's attempt...
to get his budget
up for next year.
Oh, Please. Russia now has ten
times the number of covert agents...
within United States borders
as it did during the Cold War.
What are we talking about? Besides,
wouldn't it be wise for you...
to divest your interest of what you
have in Russia at a time like this?
I am very transparent about all
of my financial transactions...
which is why, you know, that
I did those things. Excuse me.
The President would suggest that fear
is not helpful right now, Senator...
that fear is obviously a very big
component of any politician's toolbox...
but that it is not going
to help toward progress.
Leaving.
Thank God.
Hello?
You haven't accessed the money.
Yeah, well, it's been
a little warm around here.
We had a deal, Senator.
We have expectations.
I don't give a good goddamn
about your expectations.
Don't call
here again.
Bastard's making a deal.
Yeah, or blowing one off.
Where does
that leave us?
Darden just made contact. It
looks like he's moving now.
Oh shit! He's down! He's
down! Behind the building!
This is a domestic case!
You have no jurisdiction,
authority, or right to be here.
We've been trailing this
guy for the past month.
This is a crime scene, not
a goddamn terrorist attack!
You're going
to have to wait.
Yeah? What am I
supposed to wait for?
For him.
There you go, sir.
Director Highland.
Sir, why is the CIA-
This is Agent Weaver.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
We're out!
Who the hell was that?
Director Bell. He wants us out.
No questions and not a word.
You guys were
on the stakeout?
Yes, sir. He's had contact with
Moscow off and on for a month now.
But he never went
any further-
We know that. What
happened here tonight?
Someone grabbed him from
behind. Right in our blind spot.
It all happened
so goddamned fast.
Keep your eye on it!
Excuse me? Do you know the time?
No, no. I don't have a watch. Sorry.
It's okay. Just, my husband
said he'd be here by nine.
Oh.
Which boy is yours?
Decker, the second
baseman.
Oh, yeah.
He's good.
Got a strong arm.
I'm Molly.
PauI. Hey.
Which one's yours?
One more, guys!
Oh, no, I don't,
I don't have-
No, I live
nearby here.
I come by just to see
a game once in a while.
That's really nice.
Not a care
in the world, huh?
Jeez!
I never thought I'd see the day when
someone got the drop on Paul Shepherdson.
Yeah, yeah. How did you get in here?
It's what we do.
The phone rings,
too, you know.
It's Cassius.
He's back.
Tom.
Cassius is
long gone.
He hasn't even been heard
from in over 20 years.
Tell that
to Senator Darden.
He's Iying in an alley
with his throat slit.
Then it's a copycat.
That's what everyone is
saying. Well, almost everyone.
Tom, there was a point where I
knew this man better than myself.
Cassius is dead.
For once, PauI,
I think you're wrong.
Welcome back, sir.
Gentlemen.
PauI, this is
Director Roger Bell.
Mr. Shepherdson.
The FBI?
Bureaucracy has
changed, my friend.
We have to share
the burden now.
As you know,
PauI was responsible...
for tracking down
the Cassius Seven...
The Soviet assassins
we code-named...
for the Roman senators
who killed Julius Caesar.
And you caught them all but
one, from what I understand.
Missed Cassius
himself?
That's right.
But this is not his
work. I'm sure of it.
Oh, I think it is.
Who the hell
is this?
This is one of my men. Agent Ben Geary.
Probably knows more about your
assassin than anyone we've got.
Or the CIA,
for that matter.
Paul, we'd like the two
of you to work together.
Is that so?
So tell me, Geary...
what were you doing
when the wall came down?
I was watching it
on television.
Just like everyone
else in this room.
Could you pull up
the case file, please?
Okay, here is good.
Notice how the cut starts...
right in the center of
the throat, moving upwards.
Typically, a cut starts
high, moves lateral...
as the right-handed killer
pulls the knife from ear to ear.
Not Cassius. His cuts were
always exactly the same.
Right-handed, but up, and
starting in the middle of the neck.
I've never been able
to figure out why.
Still, it's
a copycat.
This guy's
the best you've got?
Mr. Shepherdson, I wrote my
Master's thesis on Cassius.
And I have tracked
down and interviewed...
every one of the few witnesses
of his crimes who are still alive.
I've even re-created and personally
walked the approaches and exits...
of all his known kills step
for step. I know this man.
And there is no doubt in my
mind. This is the work of Cassius.
You know him?
Harvard, right?
Yes, that's right.
And you were the son of a
foreign attach in Turkey.
My father worked at
embassies all over the world.
How do you know this?
I read your thesis.
You did?
And I know you were trying
for months to talk to me.
I'll tell you why I refused. Because
you have never been on the ground.
Because you don't know him.
And because you're a librarian.
Mr. Shepherdson.
Let's just say, Geary, that
I'm wrong and you expose him.
What do you
think comes next?
You think maybe he's
gonna come after you?
That is exactly
why I'm here.
I'm going home.
And I'd like to be
left alone. All right?
We've got Brutus.
What?
Igor Ivanovich Kozak,
aka Brutus...
is alive and locked up in
Brinkerman Penitentiary.
That's impossible. He killed
him in Salzburg in 1989.
I shot him in the chest.
He fell three stories.
And survived.
Why didn't you tell me?
You wanted
to retire, PauI.
I'm afraid retirees
lose certain privileges.
You know what?
I'm done here, Tom.
Get me Highland.
Come on, I know you're
there. Get me Highland.
Your call cannot
be completed as dialed.
Director Highland wants you
to know he has a meeting...
with the President
tomorrow morning.
He said you'd know
what that means.
Good morning.
Two regulars, please.
Good morning, sir.
Coming right up.
Spooks aren't supposed
to be creatures of habit.
It's a luxury one can only
afford when one is in charge.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Thanks.
I gave you
You promised me
I could have a life.
I never cared much for the
coffee at The White House.
I think it's got something to
do with the 150-year-old china.
I've been Director through
three presidents, PauI.
And let's face it. I wouldn't have
gotten the job in the first place...
if you hadn't helped us
with the Cassius Seven.
In 15 minutes, the President is gonna
tell me I don't have this job anymore...
if we can't naiI the guy
that killed Senator Darden.
It's not Cassius, Tom.
You never caught him.
Because he's dead.
Then prove it.
Mr. Shepherdson?
So, PauI Shepherdson.
Been an analyst for the company
here in Paris for three years.
What do you
wanna see me about?
The Cassius Seven.
I've had a breakthrough.
I can take them
down for you.
I'll take care of it.
Just give me about 15 minutes.
Oh, hey.
And? And,
and, and, and?
I don't know.
Director Bell
was there?
Everyone was there.
Jesus! I've been at this
place a year longer than you...
and I've never even seen
the Director in person.
They're gonna put you in the
field, man. I'm sure of it.
They haven't said
anything, yet.
You were right about this
thing the whole time, huh?
Agent Geary.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
I'll be there.
And?
I'm in.
This is crazy.
'Cause I have spent so much time
studying your work with Cassius.
I feeI like
I know you.
You don't.
Yeah. No, I just mean I
- I, you know, I put myself in your shoes.
I just tried to think
how you would think.
I've all of these crime scene
photos. A lot of them you're in.
Actually, I should probably get
you to sign one of them. Right?
That would definitely
be a first.
When you were in Budapest in 91,
did you notice a specific pattern?
No, Agent Geary.
Tell me why-why
would a guy...
who writes a thesis
on an internationaI spy...
join the Bureau and
not Central Intelligence?
Well, I believed that
Cassius was hiding in the U.S.
Think about it. What better place
for a Soviet spook to retire?
You believe that enough
to base a career on it?
Uh, yeah.
You could say that.
Can I ask you
something?
If that means you'll
stop talking, yeah.
Why didn't they
tell you about Brutus?
If it was your job to catch the Cassius
Seven, what were they scared you'd do?
Kill him.
What's in the bag?
Motivation.
You think
he's gonna talk?
Not to me.
He's been cleared!
You speak Russian, huh?
I studied
in schooI. Yes.
Here's some
Russian for you.
I've read that you
worked with Cassius.
It's a different
life ago.
Do you know
where he's hiding?
Why would you-
Is Cassius alive?
He killed
a Senator.
Who are you?
I understand that you've been looking
for one of these for about 10 years.
Give it to me.
Tell me something that I don't
know about Cassius and it is yours.
A chance to hear
the outside world?
Give it to me,
you son of a whore!
Tell me something about
Cassius. Did he train you?
What does
he look like?
I guess you can spend the
rest of your life in silence.
Guard?
Wait!
Okay.
He made his name
as a soldier.
But rather than take the easy
route through the academia...
he honed
other skills.
And he trained you?
He trained us
all... his way.
He only wanted the best.
For that he
wanted proof.
Only six
of us survived.
And together we became
your Cassius Seven.
And you never
saw him again?
No.
We got our targets from him
through the usuaI channels.
But he planned
the kills.
His inteI was
always the best.
His instinct for when to
strike, always sharpest.
What happened
to him?
He made mistake.
He lived
outside parameters.
What kind
of parameters?
Parameters of
an assassin.
What did you
do to him?
Give him
the radio.
No, no. I wanna
hear specifically-
I said give him
the radio!
Just do it!
Give it to him.
All right.
Let's go.
Come on!
Guard.
What the hell
was that?
Why didn't you let me finish
my line of questioning?
Because he was Iying.
I tried to kill him
once for a reason.
Yeah, but the wire
makes perfect sense.
It explains why the cuts
always start from the middle...
and then work their way up.
This opens up everything.
I gotta get in there
early tomorrow morning...
and compare the cuts with
other wire killings in Europe.
What do we got?
Cramping and
vomiting blood.
Okay, get him
into three.
Somebody get these
restraints off!
Excuse me.
Can I get a bowI?
BowI, please!
Got it.
Batteries.
Stay back!
All right, get me security!
You swallowed the
batteries, didn't you?
Easier to escape from a
hospital than a prison.
Geneva.
You were there,
weren't you?
I know
nothing about-
You were there.
It was you.
I never killed
anyone in Geneva.
You are a liar.
Who are you?
I'm the one who shot you in Salzburg.
I'm also the one who
trained you in Moscow.
Cassius?
I never... I never knew about
Geneva untiI after the fact.
They brought in someone
with-with no ties to you.
Yeah, the others
said that, too.
Did they tell you it was
someone from the Black Caucasus?
A soldier, I think.
We could find
him together.
We are from
the same place.
I've looked up
to you my whole life.
Agent Geary.
Agent Geary. We need to meet.
Oh.
You need to drop
this investigation.
How exactly am I supposed to drop it?
Cassius doesn't care
who he has to eliminate.
If he comes after me,
I'm prepared. Not you.
You've got a wife.
You have two kids.
Yeah. I think they understand
what I'm doing is important.
Have you thought about what
you're gonna do if you find him?
That is all
I think about.
And now that it's reaI, I want it more.
I want to know him.
I want to understand him.
And then?
And then I wanna put him away, for good.
Whoa. What is all this shit?
It's research.
Research.
Volks-Volkskrant-Volks.
De Volkskrant. It's a
daily newspaper in Holland.
The third page there's a
story about a wire killing.
Ten days before the Soviets
held their first open election.
Cassius?
Yeah. I think so.
You've gotta put in a word
to get me on this case.
Please. I'm up to my ass in
banking bullshit. I'm serious.
Agent Geary.
Where?
Once you're done getting
shots of the body...
really get the cut patterns.
I want close-ups of the neck.
And then he
came in here?
Yes, sir.
Hey, PauI.
Agent Geary. What do
you got? See you later.
Apparently Brutus swallowed the
batteries from the radio that we gave him.
I'm guessing he put out some
calls. Found a place to lay low.
Word got back
to Cassius.
He's never one
to allow loose ends.
Loose ends, meaning
he spoke to us.
Probably. Yeah.
Well, we should get
all the phone records...
of every cell phone
hospitaI extension here.
All right.
Okay.
You know, I always
had this theory...
that Cassius would return
to the scene of his crimes.
Watch his investigators.
You think
he's that vain?
Well, I think that
some of it's vanity.
Some of it is he wants to
see what he's up against.
You see that guy in
the back? Brown jacket.
Coat's Russian made.
Excuse me, sir? Sir?
Shit! Move!
All right. Why don't we split up?
Yeah.
You go that way.
I've got nothing.
Yeah, me neither.
Let the Bureau know.
He's wearing
a brown suede jacket.
Sandy blond hair,
close cropped.
No. That wasn't him.
He was too tall.
Too military. Wrong build. Too young.
A million reasons. It wasn't him.
What the hell were we
doing chasing this guy?
He ran. I figured he'd
be arrested for something.
You hungry?
Hey, PauI. This is my wife, Natalie.
Hello, Mr. Shepherdson.
Hey. PauI.
PauI.
It's been a long time since I
went to someone's house for dinner.
I, uh, I never learned
how to do it right.
Well, it's easy. You just smile
and nod and tell me how good it is.
Yes, ma'am.
Ma'am? Did you hear that?
Well, right
this way, sir.
Let me welcome you
to our humble commode.
Wanna help me
get dinner ready?
Dinner ready?
I'm not gonna be much
help. I'm sorry.
It's easy. Just move the dad
from the backyard to the kitchen.
That's your dad?
Let's see.
Hey, PauI. Come meet this little guy.
It's Nicholas.
Wow.
Yeah. Looks like you.
No.
Yeah. Got your nose.
Everyone says
he looks like my dad.
Which is nice 'cause we
lost him like ten years ago.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
No, no, it's fine.
He's definitely
your kid.
Do you have
any children, PauI?
No. No, I don't.
Do you want
a drink?
Yeah.
Yeah, sweetie.
Come on.
You got his head?
Come on, Lucy. Let's go set up, sweetie.
PauI, what are
you looking for?
Vodka martini?
Sure.
Dry. With, uh, an onion
if you've got it.
You know what?
I think you've been chasing
Cassius a little too long.
That's his drink.
Yeah. Well, trying
to get into his head...
I guess I picked up
some of his habits.
You know what? In that
case, I'm gonna join you.
The kids are down. Finally.
Now, I know you're
gonna say this is weird...
but I feel a connection
with him. I do. With Cassius.
He's not the kind of guy
that you can connect to.
Well, sure. If not a connection,
then a tremendous amount of respect.
All right. Let's just set
the record straight now.
He's not worthy of your
respect or admiration.
He's a
cold-blooded ki/er.
He doesn't have
a family like you.
He doesn't have
a wife like yours.
His life
meant nothing.
The only good thing he ever
did was disappear. All right?
You don't think there's something
to be respected in the fact that...
he is the best
at something?
Respect is the last thing I have
for an animaI like him. Okay?
Yeah. But-
Hold that thought.
I'm gonna take a piss.
Ben?
I'm just stating
the facts.
PauI, he's obsessed.
Yeah, I know.
And he has been ever
since I've known him.
Cassius.
And you!
You know, I'm-I'm just
ready for it to be over.
Your husband is messing
with a creature...
he thinks he understands,
but he doesn't.
He's allowed
your husband...
to live this long because
he wasn't much of a threat.
What do you mean,
allowed him to live?
Do you think he knows who my husband is?
I'm sure he does.
You really
read my thesis?
Yes. Yes, I read
your thesis.
Yeah?
And?
All right.
I think...
that you missed
an essential question.
Okay. What's that?
You pinpointed the wheres
and the hows of Cassius...
but you never ask
the question why.
Why were his targets
increasingly more random?
Why did he disappear?
When you can
answer those whys...
then you'll know him.
Thank Natalie
again, will you?
Oh, we checked the
calls from the hospitaI.
Yeah?
Nothing.
Tch. Too bad.
Yeah.
See, you know
the thing that-
Okay, here's what
I don't understand.
How did Cassius know that they
moved Brutus to a hospitaI...
instead of just working
on him at the prison?
The Russians probably paid
somebody off in the prison.
They'd want him dead
just to shut him up.
Right. Right.
Good night, Geary.
Gentlemen?
I think you guys
know Martin Miller.
He's our Chief Analyst
on domestic Russian ops.
Go ahead, Marty.
Almost six months ago, two B.P agents
were murdered and their truck stolen.
The truck was located a week later
in a parking lot near TUS wiped clean.
Now, these guys were smart. They parked
far enough away from the cameras...
that we couldn't get
any faciaI recognition.
Local cops and Border Patrol
assumed they were Mexican.
Then we found this.
A camera
in a squad car.
That's right. Luckily,
Tucson police were testing...
high-resolution
cameras in a few cars.
All Russian.
All known operatives.
All now in
the United States.
There's the guy
with the Russian jacket.
That's right.
And it gets better.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Wait.
Son-of-a-bitch.
Bozlovski.
That's right.
Johann Bozlovski.
Former Spetsnaz
and KGB.
In 1990, Bozlovski and his 1 Oth
Mountain Brigade in the Black Caucasus...
went into Warsaw and executed known
allies of the solidarity movement.
I looked for him
for a year...
after the wall
came down.
He just,
just vanished.
Like Cassius.
What are you
thinking, PauI?
We have a known
Soviet hit man.
Disappears into
Libya or Afghanistan.
Same time our inteI tells
us Cassius does the same.
Twenty years later,
he shows up.
United States Senator
gets his throat slit.
I- I don't know.
I mean,
Bozlovski's Spetsnaz.
And... he's
so visible.
Well, yeah. Maybe
that's what they wanted.
And wouldn't a more
visible alter ego...
just muddy up the waters
for everyone chasing him?
How did we know Boz
was in Warsaw in 1990?
How did we know that?
Because the Russians
told us so!
Soviet disinformation was
the biggest weapon they had...
before the wall
came down.
That's true.
Yeah.
Bozlovski
makes sense.
It's him.
He's the one.
What do you guys
need from us?
Nothing. Nothing.
He'll disappear again...
if he knows
we're onto him.
What is this place?
Amber.
Amber?
Yeah, that guy deals
in Russian goods.
Anything from
the homeland.
Turn down
by the river.
Amber's a prostitute?
If the Russians used their
women instead of missiles...
we'd all be wearing
furry hats right now.
This is the dirtiest river
in the U.S. Did you know that?
Right here in our
nation's capitoI.
Nice place
to park your house.
Amber?
No, no.
Shut up!
I'm not gonna-
I'm not gonna hurt you!
Bozlovski. Bozlovski. Where is he?
Where is Bozlovski?
I don't know who
you're talking about!
Shut up!
Where is Bozlovski?
I will kill you here...
and let you float away.
I swear to God.
Please.
Please don't.
Where is he?
I am begging you.
I don't know.
Bullshit.
That is bullshit.
PauI, we broke into her place! Okay?
Go back to the car
and shut up!
Where is he?
Please.
PauI, let me
talk to her!
Please.
Please, I don't
know anything.
You're a very
lucky girI.
Come.
You didn't really show her
pictures of your kids, did you?
You know, they teach you a
couple tricks at Quantico.
Oh, Quantico.
Good cop, bad cop.
Making a connection.
Oh! Very nice.
Yeah?
I, uh, I know
- I know this man you're looking for.
Okay? You-you can
follow me there.
Who are you?
Her brother.
Oh.
Look, I take you
to where Bozlovski is.
What's your name?
Leo.
Leo. Leo, give me
your phone.
Give me your phone.
There you go.
Now, Leo, you didn't call anyone and
tell them we were coming, did you?
No. No, no.
No, I swear.
Now, if anything goes wrong, Leo,
I'm putting two bullets in her head...
and I'm dumping her in the
river. Then I'm coming for you.
Okay.
You're gonna shoot her in the head?
Just making
a connection.
Okay. This is
the place.
Okay, Bozlovski,
he's in there.
No, no, no.
No, no, come on.
Leo! Hey.
How many
girls you got?
Come on, tell me.
Five? Ten?
Fifteen?
Talk to me. Huh?
Two.
What?
Two.
All right.
You get me
to Bozlovski...
you keep
your business...
and we never met.
All right?
You. Call for backup, or whatever
they told you to do at Quantico.
You stay there by the
door. You don't leave.
Go.
He comes, too?
No, no, he stays at the door. Go on.
Perfect. Because I was first
in my class in door watching.
I hear you've been
asking questions about me.
You know my name.
Johann.
Coming in through
Mexico, smart. Very smart.
How do you know this?
What agency are you with?
They say you
killed a Senator.
They think
you're Cassius.
Uh-oh.
What do you think?
You think I'm stupid enough to
call ahead from my own phone?
You think I give a damn
what happens to some whore?
Yes. I've played
Cassius before.
If they want me to be
Cassius, I become Cassius.
But you're not him.
Really?
How can you
be so sure?
Because I'm Cassius.
You were here?
Yes, sir.
And I ran
immediately upstairs.
Hey. Ollie. Come on. You did the
work on the Moussali capture, right?
Applied some like theoreticaI
geography to his whereabouts?
Yeah, that's right.
Tracking a fugitive...
is essentially the same thing as
tracking an endangered species.
You rule out the places
they can't or won't go...
untiI you have a reasonably
few places to look.
You want in on this thing? Come on.
So, what is it
I'm looking for?
Late in Cassius' career, his murders
were no longer just pro-Soviet.
He was killing
Russians, too.
And also English, Polish,
Czech, you name it.
When was this?
Around 1988.
It never made
any sense.
I think I missed
something here.
Why do you think
you missed something?
You have some
new information?
PauI Shepherdson.
Yeah?
What?
He's been at the company
for like 25 years!
Yeah, I know, man. That's
why I need you on this. Okay?
I've been over this shit
like a thousand times...
to the point at which I always
see the exact same thing.
Find something different.
Okay. Yeah, sure. I-
But if you're right, I mean,
that means the entire time...
he's been
hunting himself?
So, he killed
the Senator?
If we're right
about this, yeah.
Agent Geary.
I've got a question
about a file here.
It's blue and it's got a
note attached that says...
"Too many questions.
Not Cassius. "
Uh, No. That one's a hoax.
It's like a crude
copycat murder.
Okay, cooI.
I'll exclude it.
I'm gonna run for
coffee. Want something?
Oh, no. I'm fine, thank you.
Ooh.
Jesus!
PauI! Hi!
Thank you!
You need
to be carefuI.
Yeah.
Oh, let me-
Stay up there.
Okay.
I want you to tell your
husband to ask off this case.
Have him say that it's just too
much for him, for his family.
What-whatever he has to
say, just get him out.
PauI, what do you
expect me to do?
You know, I told you. I
can't watch over him anymore.
He's getting very close
to a dangerous man.
He won't
listen to me.
He won't listen to
anything I have to say, so-
He's gonna
die, Natalie!
What?
Do you hear me now?
Cassius has
taken out men...
much more
experienced than Ben.
He doesn't give a damn
about you, about your family.
He will kill
your husband.
Like snapping
his fingers.
And he will
feeI nothing.
I pieced together the photos of every
murder and I laid them out chronologically.
Oh, that red line
right there indicates...
where his killing became
erratic and inexplicable.
So, all you've gotta do is set up a
null hypothesis and try and prove it.
And when you can't prove it, that means
your originaI hypothesis must be true.
Wait, wait.
Take some fact.
You said you believe Cassius
returns to the scene of the crimes.
And you've got photos
of every murder.
So set up a hypothesis of, say,
Stephen Hawking is Cassius...
which gives you a null hypothesis
of Stephen Hawking is not Cassius.
So, go through the photos
and try and prove the null...
that Rolling Thunder
is not Cassius.
If you can, that means your hypothesis
is incorrect. If you can't...
then depending on
your "P" value of course...
you've statistically proven
your hypothesis must be true.
Or that Stephen Hawking is Cassius.
Yeah.
Some of us didn't sleep our way
through Logic and Stats at Harvard.
Damn, this coffee
really works.
I'll be right back.
Jesus Christ.
Hey.
Hey. Come here,
big guy.
He misses his daddy.
Yeah?
Sweetie, what is it?
No, just, you know how much
I care about you guys, right?
Oh, God.
Yeah. I do.
Ben?
I just-
I- I just came home to tell you
I've got to pull an all-nighter.
It's all gonna
be over soon.
Yeah.
Ben.
Yeah?
You know,
PauI told me-
PauI? When were you talking to PauI?
Well, he came by the store today and
he told me how dangerous this all is.
Honey. Don't listen to a
word that that guy says, okay?
He's just an old man who thinks
that the war is still cold.
Trust me. This is all
gonna be over soon.
You promise?
Yeah. But I-I
gotta go.
Natalie?
It's- Never mind.
I dug deeper into Bozlovski's
life like you asked.
The guy's nothing but a killing
machine. Anywhere. Anytime.
He's used every single
weapon you can think of...
from an M-24 from 800
meters to a rusty naiI.
Where was he
June 1988?
We had him flying into Geneva
as an Irishman named Ted O'Leary.
He was there
for four days.
Where are you?
Holy shit.
Bozlovski?
Hm.
Oh, my God.
Bozlovski killed
your family.
So, all this time...
you were looking
for revenge.
Agent Geary.
Where are you?
You got my message
on your windshield.
I know the truth.
You've been looking for Cassius
a long time, haven't you?
Yeah. And now
I've found him.
It would seem so.
Where is
PauI Shepherdson?
Hey! You wanna keep your
business your business?
Or do you want every Fed in the
District down here up your ass?
So, goddammit,
Where is he?
Good to go.
All right,
open it up!
What happened?
Open the gate! Open
the goddamn gate! Now!
Come on!
How did I
miss it, PauI?
How did I miss it?
The entire time, Cassius
was right next to me!
Put the gun
down, Geary!
What? I'm supposed
to trust you now?
Yeah. Let's talk
about trust.
Five down!
Cassius.
Seventy across.
Yepatb!
Eliminated.
Thirty-two down.
Bolxoh.
Exit.
This is 30-year-old
Soviet code.
So, how old were you when-when
your family came over here?
What were you,
about ten? Ten?
You never had
a choice, did you?
So then you wrote a thesis
that couldn't be ignored.
The FBI came after you.
They signed you up.
You even started a family.
You started a reaI family!
To make it stick.
You've been a double
your whole life.
You cut the Senator's neck because
you knew you were the expert...
who could convince the Americans
it was Cassius who did it.
An investigation
would flush Cassius out.
My orders are
to kill you...
and return
to Moscow.
My plane
leaves tonight.
Alone?
Then that's all
you'll ever be.
Cassius.
Cassius is
getting away.
Hey, listen to me.
He's wounded.
He's cornered.
He's not gonna talk.
He's not gonna play fair.
He's not gonna
be taken alive.
Right.
Geary!
Come on.
Paul?
Fuck.
Go home.
You go-
Check Cassius' watch.
Pull the knob.
That's how he did it.
Explains the cut pattern.
Bozlovski's the one
with the slit throat.
I heard a shot.
And when I turned around,
I saw PauI going down.
But not before he'd gotten
Cassius' own wire around his neck.
Cassius shot PauI?
The ballistics
will prove it.
But not before PauI
finally got his man.
That's right.
Well done,
Agent Geary.
You might wanna
check on that ship.
Cassius was here
for a reason.
What's this?
These came off
the boat, sir.
Ben!
Tell me something.
Would you ever consider working for us?
Excuse me, sir?
Think about it.