What I do requires a certain mindset.
I do assignments.
Designated targets.
Some jobs need to look like accidents.
Others must cost suspicion on someone else.
I select few need to select a clear message.
Pulling a trigger is easy.
The best jobs are the one's nobody
ever knows you were there.
Lake of fairy pay me a visit last night.
Left me a big old bottle of scotch.
He went sprung for this scotch.
See ya, Henry.
Why the fuck do I let you drag me into this shithole?
You're a snob, Harry.
1,100 people come through here everyday.
Aren't you remember two fellas passing through?
Thank you.
Of course, people might remember them.
All I got in the future purpose on
if I could go anywhere without them nowhere.
Try to get them suits to fit
they look like cartoons.
Everything went okay?
It got done.
You know, I'm better than you, you know.
That's why they give you those job.
They can't give a little to Harry because...
If they were get to Harry, then you would take care of it...
and that's all they care about.
Services, rendered, no loose ends.
Fait accompli.
You're a goddamn machine.
You see things. If you people ...
Differently than I do differently
than anybody does. But you got a problem, Arthur.
- You do need companionship. - I have you, Harry.
Then, you are in deeper shit than I thought.
So, how's Steven?
Did I tell you I got him a job at a private security firm?
They kicked him out last month.
He hit some guy half to death.
Goddamn disappointment.
It always has been. It always will be.
Call him.
Me, call him? For what?
He probably needs to hear from you.
Let's go. I got your money.
Come on. Dance with me.
Come on, please.
Are you hungry?
Sure.
- I gotta go. - Okay.
You ever gonna tell me your name?
Arthur.
Nice try.
But you are not Arthur.
No. More like a... David.
Or Brad.
Yeah. See you Brad.
Global Engineering.
I'm calling about the ad.
There must be a mistake.
One moment, please.
The advertisement was proved. The information is accurate.
I want a meeting.
We get back to you.
Mr. Bishop, Mr. Dean has agree to a meeting.
Private jet will pick you up in one
hour to leave you to a neutral side of his choosing.
You've been allowed fifteen minutes.
The jet will then return you.
When we tell you to be home at 10 o'clock,
we mean 10, not 11.30.
I don't care, baby. You scared
your mother to death. You're grounded for two weeks.
Just one second.
That's not my problem.
All right, look. Ten days and
you'll volunteer two Saturdays at the shelter.
Eight days and three Saturdays.
- Nice ring. - Done.
- I wanna get one of those. - You can't.
Unless you were a world champion.
Just tell me and I come and fix it.
All right. Let's go.
I just been out negotiate by a sixteen years old.
Let's take a walk.
Six months ago, we were commission to
under take the largest contract you ever to attempted.
The target was far more high
profile than we are normally comfortable with.
The job was to reach a pass up.
The target was South African?
The target fled to South Africa.
There's where we made our move in Cape Town.
Take six months to set up.
I assign the team of five
operatives to work in a constrain on the mission.
All five were killed. Someone knew everything.
You probably knew someone from that team.
I knew this one. Sebastian.
You know how this company works, Mr. Bishop.
Only two partners know the details of any given job.
Two people knew the details here. Me and Harry McKenna.
Harry sold us out.
We pulled his financials.
Take a look at recent offshore deposits.
There's one there on two weeks ago
twenty million US dollars.
He's gotten old. He's gotten weak.
He's loaded with debts, his divorce,
his cause and troubled son.
They made him vulnerable.
And for the past 13 years,
I have been fiercely loyal to him.
There is no one I respected more.
But Harry McKenna has poisoned the well.
He needs to be removed.
Immediately.
Let me talk to him.
Look. I appreciate your connection with Harry,
but there is no turning back, here.
He has cross his rubicon.
Everyday that he's alive, puts this company in danger.
Now that we all prefer that you handle this ...
Giving your relationship, you're in
best position to get this done quickly and discreetly.
And to be honest with you,
I hate the idea of Harry suffer unnecessarily.
We don't wanna go on the outside source.
But we will if we have to.
Excuse me a second.
Jess, negotiations are closed, I'm sorry.
I'm in a meeting. Hang on a second.
48 hours or we'll proceed the options.
Hey, square. Whatever the expression,
quit what you have heard.
I mean, Roosevelt was truly my hero.
I mean the way he dealt with this. Damn chair.
Please, pull your trouser up. Would you?
Please, pull your trouser up.
Those suits doesn't really fit you guys very well.
Yeah?
Get out of the building, Harry.
Arthur?
They coming for you tonight.
- Who, who is coming? - Dean.
Take whatever you can use against them and get out.
Ohh jesus...
- Do you have a pair of scissors? - Yes.
Go to the elevator lobby.
On my way.
Looks like we got a power out on the 18th floor.
You have 15 seconds to get to the
service elevator before the emergency power comes on.
Is there a clip here?
Punching the building number.
I thought we cut the power off?
Service elevator had the work on a separate password.
I'm in.
Press the basement floor.
The elevator will take 18 seconds to get there.
The level is empty and unused.
Take the ramp.
Connects to the building next door.
Leads to an underground parking lot.
Shit.
The security cameras haven't be
fitted in this building yet. So, they will be blind.
Okay, you should be entering the parking lot.
My van is here.
I left it there.
Oh, shit.
You get me to circumvent my own security.
Nobody sees me leave.
So, what's this? Cape Town right?
Right.
So, what's the story here?
Car jacking?
Police will find my van
somewhere in shithole section of the city...
Stripped and up on blocks?
Something like that.
It's like, editorial a vision.
You're my idea.
Amat Victoria Curam
Victory Loves Preparation
Yeah, I get off a couple of shots, there is struggle...
They get my gun. c'est la vie.
At least I don't go down looking like a pussy.
I have that for 33 years.
Gift from Admiral Beasly, Sixth fleet.
That is the first time I ever fired it.
Why didn't you kill me?
They just send somebody else.
I would rather it was you, Arthur.
You have to live with it.
- Arthur fucking Bishop. - Sorry for your loss.
More of a loss for you than me, buddy.
It's a long time.
Hey, would you give me a ride to my father's house?
Your father, talked about you a lot.
Talk about spending time with you. Maybe, make it up.
Give it a rest, will you.
He always bringing you up.
He had regrets stay with him.
And he've could pick up the phone anytime.
I want to show you something.
I love this place as a kid.
It's pretty impressive, huh?
Everyone of them, serve their country.
I guess I could still, on list...
You know, make them proud.
I'm fucking with you.
I don't know if you have a picture of my father? Maybe...
You want one.
Looks you're not planning on sticking around?
For what? He didn't leave a will.
The accounts are empty. Banks gonna take the house.
By the time of the lawyers sitting a stake
it through with the rest not gonna be a fucking thing left.
Where you headed?
I had some place.
Need some money?
No, thanks.
I got a guy come to the house. He's gonna look at the car.
I think that probably get me through on the next spot.
What about the guns?
I was thinking about going out
and killing myself a couple of car jackers tonight.
Just any all around the males of jack car, huh?
Yeah, you never know I might
get lucky find the guys that kill my dad.
That'll make you feel better?
Fuck if I know.
I'll find out.
Step it up, Steve.
Hey, Bishop...
What kind of person shoot someone
in a wheelchair, anyway?
Hey, you need some help?
No, I think I got it.
I suppose to meet a friend and I
might of get the address wrong.
Yeah, maybe.
But maybe the address got me wrong.
- Nice car, man. Nice car. - Thanks.
- Can I have it? - What?
I'm leaving you of your automobile, motherfucker.
Out of the car.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
Jesus fucking christ. Okay, okay.
Car jacker.
You shoot him with this?
Is this the gun you used?
No?
Hey, bad move.
Hope you think this through, did you Steve?
Its may not seem like it but tonight your lucky night...
Raymond.
You fell down. we could come looking for you.
Get out of here.
Stupid to kill someone when you have a motive.
Might as well paint a bulls eye on your back.
- I don't give a shit. - I'm aware.
Get out of here.
I was thinking about what were you saying the other night.
And uh...I wanna know what you know.
Go online. It's all on the Internet.
But, I don't wanna read it. I wanna do it.
- Do what exactly? - Bishop, don't bullshit me.
I know about you. And him.
He was your mentore. He chose you over me.
You owe him.
Now that he's gone, he
left me with fucking nothing, you owe me now.
Go home, Steve.
Still for sale.
I know you want it. No other lifetime for this.
Want some advice? Follow what this tells you.
He's try to tell you something.
He's telling you, you homesick for a place you never been.
8600 Elborano Street. 7 A.M tomorrow.
- What is this place? - It's an animal shelter.
Yeah, I know what this is.
- Why are we here? - I look for a dog like this.
Under a year if possible.
I think you more for a cat person.
You know what a Mechanic is,
aside of its obvious definition?
A guy who fix his things, problems, its contracts.
- A hit man. - I do assignments.
- Designated targets. - I can do that.
- I've seen some shit. - No, you haven't.
You know shit about me, Bishop.
Steven Jackson McKenna.
Born in Baltimore, Maryland.
Your mother died when you was 12.
Makes you're a pain-mate on vodka.
You attended 3 different high schools
Grunt, The Parc and Munro.
Light in four sports,
got a scholarship from Miami ...
that was rescinded upon a conviction
of possession within an attempt to distribute.
And four misdemeanor for aggravated
assault on local treads against two different girlfriends.
Broke your kneecap in a street fight.
Didn't wanna tell anyone so you lie a tale on its own.
Only range went over the length.
I show the X-rays if you like.
A friend there would like to adopt this little fella.
Hey, boy.
What I do requires a certain mindset.
Revenge is an emotion that can get you killed.
So, no more stupid stuffs like the other night.
Walk it, feel it, make it your best friend.
Tomorrow, eleven, Fisher Square.
Take the dog to the coffee shop in Riverdale.
Order a coffee. Black.
Sit at the table by the window,
and do the sudoku puzzle in the paper.
- Play nice with the dog. - For how long?
One hour.
Every day, for the next three weeks.
This is yours.
Practice some of this.
Insurance companies know everything
about how people die.
They have books with actuaries.
List of every cause of death imaginable.
Why did you show to me all of the fuck of this?
Good judgment comes from
experience and all of that comes from bad judgment.
Beds under the boxes. Help yourself.
How long you've been working on it?
- Two years. - It's nice.
- When are we gonna go for a ride? - We? Never.
Time to take your training to the next level.
- Who is that? - He's good.
I only checked you out.
I can come back. Rather than stand out here.
I gotta tell you man. I'm skittish right now.
I'm not sure if this a good time for me to be doing anything.
There a lot of shit wind, you know.
I brought the list and the money.
Now is not the good time.
Let me see the list.
- All this been when? - As soon as possible.
All right. Take me day to make it happen.
Give me out the money.
- Auto Erotic is fixation? - Yup.
I just thought you should see one up close.
Don't ever touch this.
Follow me.
- Who was he? - A job. Nothing more, nothing less.
Make you feel better, he was an illegal arms dealer.
Sold weapons to anyone.
Cop killers, gang bangers, terrorists.
He didn't discriminate.
Here's the file.
The guy from the coffee shop?
All yours.
You wouldn't know by looking at him.
But he's a Mechanic for another group.
His only routine is
coffee every morning from nine to ten.
He isn't going any place twice, except here.
He's isolated and protected.
No way in without him seeing it's coming.
Except he has two weaknesses.
- Chihuahuas. - Mind if I sit down?
- Please. - And boys.
- Young boys. - Coffee, black.
Although he checked you out for the past six weeks
and found no connection to you in his world.
All he sees is a good looking kid who's kind of lost.
- Mind if I hold him? - Yeah.
- He likes that. - Come here, baby.
If he's interested, first thing he'll do is ask you...
Do you live around here, Steve?
- Your answer should be. - Well, I'm bouncing around.
Which means you're broke and open to suggestions.
With my buddy.
- Then asks you if... - You want to get a drink later on with me?
- Your answer should be. - Yeah.
Great. That's great ain't it?
- This one is Trazepam. - Groovy.
You want me to kill him not rape him, right?
Two to three drops, he's woozy.
Over six, somehow stops
in his brain dead in under than 20 minutes.
Do it in the bar. Make it clean.
All these fancy places there are always watered down it...
So I think that's why you are going down so fast.
- They don't watery down in one. - It's really good.
- You want more? - Yeah.
- Jameson, right? - Jamesons double, please.
Don't mess around with this guy. Do it in the bar, make it clean.
I wanna know what you know. I wanna do it.
What? What's funny?
Nothing. No..I just..I think I had to many.
No, come on.
No..I think I'm gonna finish this one and I'm gonna...
I really should go to bed.. But this is very..It's funny.
Steve.
You all right?
- Yeah, how are you? - I'm good, man.
Hey, can I give you a ride someplace? Car is right here.
Come on. Get in. I want to show you something.
Yeah?
He's six foot seven, 300 pounds and lethal.
Do not take this guy up.
Whatever you do, don't ever get into his car.
What do you think?
- It's beautiful. - Let me get you a drink.
- Do you paint? - Yeah, It's more of a hobby really.
Pretty serious hobby.
Cheers.
That's the sitting area and fireplace.
Chillaxing room.
This is the place I most proud of, right here.
- This is good. - That is, 14th-century Buddha.
And that was a bitch to get into this country.
It's nice to have friends.
Have a good friends who make a difference.
Do you got good friends?
I mean, really good friends.
You're shaking like a leaf.
Sit down.
All right...all right.
Slow down, cowboy.
I tell you to make it clean.
See you later.
Was it work or a pleasure?
I wish someone would hurt me like that.
Hey..
Thanks. I'm gonna call him Arthur.
Yeah..
You use an outside individual to complete your assignment.
That's a violation of our arrangement.
My arrangement was with Harry. You and I don't have one.
Just the price.
I think someone trained by me would be viable to you.
Harry McKenna's son?
Is he know you killed his father?
This job needs to be done immediately.
Clients want to pay premium for it.
I don't think so. It's too quick.
Your behaviour is making me and the others extremely uneasy.
You're on a short leash with this one.
The file is a priority.
I'll look it up.
I am one with God.
God touches me and I touch his people.
Andrew Vaughn, 45 years old. Calls himself the new Messiah.
- Reverend Vaughn. - Just Vaughn.
I'm not a reverend.
I'm not endorsed by the end of the world religion.
I'm above them, I am Vaughn.
He has made millions of dollars
to his churches, his ministries, his television program,
basically, he is running a cult.
Adrenaline shot to the heart, 12CC
and he's dead under three minutes.
Adrenaline's unreliable. Went him for survive a cardiac arrest.
When EMT is arrive, first thing
they do is jammed you with the shot of epinephrine.
- Which is toxic when combined with. - Adrenaline.
So, any of the chance of adrenaline shot doesn't kill him.
The EMT's will.
He left a Bible study group
for the young devotee, one night.
They wouldn't found her body until two weeks later.
The autopsy said she had an abortion.
She was telling her friends that it was his.
Cost him 22 million dollars to quash it up.
Okay, let's get this over with.
Bless you, next.
Would you come sit right here?
You're new here, aren't you? How long have you been here?
Two weeks, sir.
- How old are you? - 18.
18.
You could've found someone more attractive to spy out.
He still eating.
Soup, salad, sandwich... double chocolate cake.
Bishop, I'm hungry.
The guy at the delly, he had bandage on all of his fingers.
If you find a bandage in your sandwich, it wouldn't be mine.
We're all clear.
How do you feel, Vaughn?
How do you think I feel? Where is Franck?
He should be here any minute.
Speak of the devil.
Give me something special today. I feel like celebrating.
I have a spirit work to do.
- The guy's a junkie. - He's giving him a ketamine.
So?
Ketamine counteracts adrenaline. This won't work now.
I have been tap on the shoulder...by God.
What do you want to do?
My shoulder was touched by the sword of the king.
He told me to rise...
We gotta pack it up.
- Wait, wait. - If he comes back in here.
Puts your gloves on.
Yes, hello? Yes, yes it is.
Let's go.
Put it down this right.
Down his throat. He needs to choked.
If they think that I'm going to pay
full price for a four bedroom in this market, they crazy.
How can I change the world?
How can I be a better man for my creatures.
- Let's go. - Sometimes I wonder.
Sometimes I... ...the strength, the courage.
I look at myself in the mirror and think...
Christ.
Ralph, get in here.
- What is it? - What is it?
- Is he dead? - Yeah.
Stupid motherfucker. I knew this gonna happen.
Get all this shit round up,
get out the fuck out of here, as fast as you can.
Try and pick him up.
Fuck!
Go check it out.
Take it off the wall.
Hey, on the wall.
Follow him.
Cover the exit and give me two guys on the roof, now.
There he is.
Stay calm.
They are looking for two men.
There a connecting flight out of midway.
I'll fly from O'Hara and meet you at house tomorrow.
Right this way. Let's go.
Andrew Vaughn, the controversial
and polarizing religious figure...
has been pronounce dead.
Police are still investigating the shooting
that occur short there after the perpetrators has not been found.
All five are killed.
You probably knew some of the man on that team.
Terminal B.
Next bus, down on the street leaves in 15 minutes.
Thanks.
- When does this leaves? - In 15 minutes.
That gives us much time then.
What do you want?
I wonder what you doing alive.
Last time I saw you, you had a bullet in your head.
What really happened in Cape Town?
- Where's the rest of your team? - They're dead.
Who paid you? Was it Harry or Dean.
Dean paid me a very large amount of money to kill the others.
Tell me to fake my death, disappear.
You know what else he told me?
That Harry was getting suspicious about a blown operation.
He's about to blow the whistle. It had to be taken care of.
Did you know just the man for the job?
Someone who could get Dean.
It's not the fact that you killed him, is it?
It's that they played you so easily.
That's what bothers you.
Am I right?
- Well? - Not so good for your side.
Those were two my best teams. I guess I had to send more.
Save the fuel. I'm coming for you.
When are you gonna be home?
- I'm really hungry. - Where are you?
I'm in the living room.
- Sit down on the couch. - Okay.
I guess you are not alone.
There is a gun under the left-side cushion.
It's loaded and the safety's off.
- But I'm not a lefty. - Then you gonna die.
All right, I see you when you get here.
I'll be there in five.
- Who sent those guys? - The man who employs me.
Grab all the gear on the top shelf and put it in the boat.
Are we set?
Get in the boat.
Do you ever think about the people you've killed?
No.
Have you ever killed someone you know?
Yes.
Did it feel any different?
Not in the moment.
After...
Any kind of warning? Time to prepare?
Kind of time to ...
Make peace.
There's no peace.
So, it's best not to let them know when you're coming.
Yes.
I guess it doesn't really matter anyway,
as long as they're dead and you not, right?
Hello, Finch.
Who are you? What are you doing here?
You just listen to me closely.
I don't care who I hurt or who I killed, understand?
Please, no, no, no.
You're gonna tell me exactly that I came for to find out.
Where's Dean?
It's up to you how far I go.
Fingers.
Wrist?
- Elbow? - Please, just tell him what he wants to know.
Okay, okay...300, Carbon Plaza.
300, Carbon Plaza. That's where he is. I swear.
It's like you going to miss a good dinner.
I got you, bastard.
- Yes. - How much was Harry's life worth?
50 million.
And here's what I'm gonna do.
10 million wired to a bank of your choice, within 24 hours.
- It's a good deal, you should take it. - Not interested.
And killer gets a conscience.
I do that as a breach of professional ethic, Mr. Bishop.
Harry's death is business. Pure and simple.
It's not gonna be so simple now.
You get that right. Cause now
I'm gonna put a price on your head. It's so big...
When you look in the mirror,
your reflection are gonna shoot you in the face.
- You won't survive that long. - You're a fool.
You think you can get to me before I get to you?
I already have.
- Where's conference room, E? - Floor upstairs, sir.
He's in the building. Get me the fuck out of here.
- They find Bishop? - Nothing yet.
Get out the fucking bus. Move, out the fucking bus. Move!
Go.
Move back up. Come on. Let's go.
Fuck you.
What's the plan, now?
Disappear.
- New names, occupation. - Together?
That's up to you.
What we gonna do? We gonna widdle?
Making a bunk beds?
We gonna do a TP?
Want a water?
I've always had this...
anger inside. Now I feel like I have a...
a place to put it. I think I would miss this.
I had stop now.
I had got always a business for myself and...
a lot of people out there who would pay ...
And I think you were wrong.
Vengeance is the mission.
- You want anything? - No.
Last chance.
I'm good.
Steve.
Sorry for everything that happened.
You know me, man. I don't give a shit.
Watch number two.