Chain of Command Page #3
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- 2015
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I don't know what
you've been trying to do,
but the devil's in the details.
You ever think
about changing your tactics?
You got any ideas,
let's hear 'em.
The play here is really simple.
The operation's
already been breached.
You can't control that.
It's about damage control
and containment.
Now we turn up the heat.
Webster and Thorne
slipped away.
We focus on family and friends.
Every man...
I don't give a damn how hard you are...
has a breaking point.
That's where we start.
What if he doesn't bite?
He'll bite.
You're damn right he will.
Think about it...
Webster wants revenge
for his brother's death.
He'll bite.
Thorne? Thorne's the lesser
of the two evils, right?
Damn right he is.
We turn the screws on Thorne,
we break him.
You weren't followed, were you?
Of course not. What's going on?
And have you heard from Ross?
Does he know anything?
Well, if we does,
he's not saying anything.
Why didn't Walt come to you
when this first started?
He obviously
didn't want me involved.
There has to be somewhere
we can turn, you know, to get support.
Where?
Who's involved?
Who can we trust?
How far does it go?
We don't know.
We don't even know
what "it" is.
I'm done with this military sh*t.
Yeah.
I just want to collect
my pension, disappear,
and never be heard from again.
Is that too much to ask?
Look, it just doesn't
work that way, all right?
I paid my dues.
I got one eye left.
What more do I have to give?
Sam, I can't use you
if you're gonna start losing it.
Why us?
Why are they comin' after us?
I don't know.
I'm trying to connect
with some guy named O'Brien.
I believe he's involved,
and he can give us some answers.
He was a friend of Cliff's.
How do you know
he's not just a hitman
pretending to be
Cliff's friend?
No, no, he's...
he's really Cliff's friend.
Okay, well,
let's go find him then.
Just right now he's on the run,
but I will track him down.
I hope so.
Look, I'll be right back.
I gotta hit the latrine.
Sam, lock the door.
You know, you picked
the wrong outfit to be trusted.
Who sent you? Talk.
Oh, you gonna give me
the silent treatment?
Sam, needle.
Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Who's trying to kill us?
If I say anything,
they'll kill my family.
Then I'll just
kill you instead.
No, wait. No, wait!
You better give me something.
Okay, look, all I know
is somehow the military guys are involved.
They're smuggling drugs,
and I don't know anything
beyond that.
It sounds like a bunch of bullshit.
Give me some names.
I told you everything I know.
Somebody sent you
to kill Sam, didn't they?
Who gave the order?
I've said too much already.
Well, maybe next life,
you'll be an honest cop.
We'll get through this.
Hey. Like a Bud, please.
Okay, boss.
Five.
Keep it.
Thanks.
I was wondering
if I could ask you a question.
I'm looking for a guy
named Bill O'Brien.
A mutual friend of ours told me
that this is one
of his hangouts.
Who's asking?
Oh, I'm Jimmy. Jimmy Webster.
Sorry, boss.
I can't help you with that.
Oh, okay.
He ain't around here anymore.
Why's that?
I think he went back
to Ireland.
Back to Ireland? Okay.
What you want
with O'Brien anyhow?
I just need
to ask him some questions.
Then you can ask me.
Uh, but you're not O'Brien,
are you?
And you're not welcome here.
Okay, what? Is this your way
of asking me to leave?
No, I'm telling you
to get the f*** out.
Look, man,
I'm not going to leave
until I finish asking
my questions, all right?
Then I'm gonna ask...
Could you just stop?
Okay? Look,
Please just tell O'Brien
that Jimmy Webster
is looking for him, okay?
Nothing big, okay?
I'll let him know, boss.
Thank you.
You know you're asking
for trouble riding around
in a car rented
in your mother's name, O'Brien.
What the f*** do you want?
That's simple. Some answers.
Put your gun down.
I'm on your side.
And how do I know that?
We're both friends of Cliff's.
Why didn't you speak up
in the bar?
Look, man, I'm just freaked out
right now, all right?
Christ, man,
You always go waving that thing
around like that?
Pretty much.
Too bad about Cliff, huh?
Hey, and sorry
about your brother.
I met Walt through Cliff.
Good guy.
How do you know Cliff?
Me and Cliff were drinking buddies
all through basic.
He's mentioned your name
in passing a couple times.
So how'd you get mixed up
in all this?
One day Ross showed up and offered me
what I thought
was a great opportunity,
be part of some
secret-operations force.
My chance to kick ass.
I was 18 f***in' years old.
How could I turn him down?
Travel, chicks,
anything I needed.
So what's this thing all about?
Collateral damage.
Smoke?
No. Collateral damage for what?
The operation.
Look, dude,
you're being too cryptic.
You really don't know, do you?
Operation Echo.
A drug-trafficking operation.
Ross is one
of the major players.
He's been bringing dope
into the country
by the loads for years.
Think about it.
Opium production in Afghanistan
is bigger now than ever.
Ross was there from the start.
Built up connections over there,
knows all the key players.
Well, how do Walt
and Cliff figure into this?
I hate to break it to you,
but they were part of it.
I knew Walt was hiding something from me,
I just didn't know
it was this dark.
So, uh, what went wrong?
They got over their heads.
We all did.
And Ross isn't the same guy.
We all wanted out,
but we were in too deep.
Ross said anyone turn their backs
on the operation
would pay the ultimate price.
That's when Walt decided
to blow up the whole operation.
Real clever guy, your brother.
He managed to find
where Ross kept his money.
And stole a shitload of it.
Did you see this money?
No.
So this whole thing
is all about money and drugs?
Unfortunately, yeah.
So where is Ross
running his operation?
Out of a warehouse
in the industrial district.
Take me there.
You sure you don't want me
to come in with you?
No, we got it covered.
I just need you
to keep an eye out.
Just give us a call
if Ross comes back, okay?
You got it.
You stay here.
I'll take care of these guys.
You got no arguments from me.
Come on, let's get it done.
I hope you found
what you're looking for.
Sh*t.
Son of a b*tch.
Come on, James.
Answer the damn phone.
Answer the f***ing...
Give me the phone.
Out of the car, a**hole.
I know you're in here.
I know you're in here!
You're right.
Put the gun down.
And that knife of yours.
You used to be
a man of principles.
What the f*** happened to you?
What can I say?
We all make different choices
that lead us
down different paths.
So you choose a path
of drug smuggling,
have my brother killed, and don't think
I'm going to come after you?
You must be smoking
your own sh*t.
You're just
a minor inconvenience.
Oh, am I?
Your brother took my money.
He told you where it is.
So just give it up.
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