Maximum Risk Page #3

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Open up, you shithead!

This stuff's hot!

This is not your lucky day.

Tell your boss to leave me

the f*** alone!

Ivan, you look like your parrot died.

- Mikhail's back.

- Bring him to me.

How can I bring him in when

I've got my hands tied behind my back?

Let me deal with him my own way.

This is not a democracy.

You do what I say. You understand?

Mikhail has caused no trouble.

If FBI had list, believe me...

we'd have major war with Italians,

with everyone.

If he is here,

then list is still in France.

I will convince Mikhail

to take proper course of action.

So, bring him to me.

I meant no disrespect.

I'm just worried.

Remember when you told me about Goradini

talking to the FBI?

And Pietro? And Andrea?

I took care of them for you, Dimitri.

But Mikhail is different.

I know you feel like he's your son.

Yes, Dimitri.

- Is this also Mikhail's place?

- No, my friend's.

Mikhail and I used to come here

to escape.

You looked comfortable with that gun

stuck in that guy's neck today.

That didn't scare me as much as when

you tried to drown him in the Jacuzzi.

I lost it.

Sorry.

How long you been working

at the Bohemia?

About a year.

I used to dance.

Nightclubs.

I make less money now,

but it's a little more respectable.

I doubt you'll find anything here

of your brother's.

It's worth trying.

What'd he do to make all these people

want to kill him?

Mikhail talked about an insurance policy

or something that would keep him alive.

The FBI was following him.

Pressuring him

to turn evidence on Kirov.

You think those aren't enough reasons

to kill him?

The only time

my brother and I connected...

was when he died.

We both lost something.

Rise and shine, boys and girls.

Special Agent Pellman, Loomis.

FBI.

How are you?

Alex Bartlett.

Alain Moreau.

I believe we share mutual concerns.

We know you're not Mikhail. We know

you're not part of the Russian mob.

That's a first.

What do you want?

We want to nail the guys

that are trying to kill you.

- And?

- Well, Mikhail kept a list.

A detailed list...

of people, places, events...

which pretty much outlines

the entire Russian mob operation.

Mikhail was working with us.

He was helping us with

our investigation of the Russian mob.

The fact is...

your brother wanted to set things right,

wanted to set things straight.

He wanted to help us.

He was gonna give us the list...

before he was killed.

The list is in a safe deposit box

in a bank in Nice.

What we want you to do

is come with us to the bank...

to Nice, and pretend...

- I'm Mikhail.

- Exactly.

Exactly.

We knew you'd want to help.

But I don't.

Can you protect her from being killed?

Can you protect me?

You sure didn't protect my brother.

Hey, pal...

we're your only hope.

I'll take my chances.

Why don't we try another approach, okay?

Move.

I don't understand. They're the FBI.

They're supposed to help us.

At gunpoint, it's not called help.

God, nothing makes sense. Who isn't

trying to kill us at this point?

When the FBI told you Mikhail

was working with them...

you didn't believe them, did you?

No way. He would've told me.

I know he would've.

So they lie!

They knew my brother was dead.

The Russians didn't know about it.

The Russians were pissed at me...

but not surprised to see me alive.

- So if the Russians didn't kill him...

- Follow the list. Who else cares?

The FBI.

The FBI. Yeah.

- Where are you going?

- To see Kirov.

You can't leave me here.

I'm coming with you.

It's too dangerous.

I can't believe this is happening again.

First Mikhail and now you?

Alain, you've got

to let me come with you.

We're in this together, right?

Alex...

I promise you I'll come back for you.

I promise.

Take me to Kirov.

Now.

Sit down.

Kirov asked me to bring him in.

I'm so sorry, Kirov!

Don't do it.

Back off.

I came to talk...

to Kirov.

Mikhail?

No, you're not Mikhail.

- Who are you?

- I'm his brother.

If you're brother,

where is Mikhail?

He's dead.

I see I got your attention.

- How did he die?

- You tell me.

I had nothing to do with his death.

And you don't need your gun.

- You're safe here.

- Your people tried to kill me.

- They thought I was Mikhail.

- Impossible!

I wanted to speak to him,

not kill him!

To speak?

In what language?

They tried to kill me

and almost succeeded.

- Dimitri...

- Get out.

- I just want...

- Get out!

Look after Ivan.

Mikhail.

I'm sorry.

What is your name?

Alain.

Come.

We need to talk.

Ivan and Mikhail...

they were like sons to me.

I need a favor.

I want to go back to Nice.

Back home.

Yes.

I can help you.

Mikhail had list

in bank in Nice.

Get it for me.

We help each other, hmm?

Do it!

Call the police! Do it!

Go.

Call an ambulance.

Watch it, buddy!

The other side!

Get him!

- Don't move!

- Okay, Peter Pan.

Spread 'em!

Get in the car!

Read him his rights.

Did you know

I had a contract out on him?

If you weren't protecting him,

he would be dead in his cell right now.

The problem with you, Ivan,

is that you don't think. You kill.

- You're not Kirov.

- What did you say?

We need him to get the list, Ivan.

- Why would he get you the list?

- Because you're gonna help make sure...

he understands what happens

if he's not a good boy in Nice.

Right?

And after?

We have 24 yours left. Work with us

on this, and he's all yours.

I don't care what you do with him.

- Fine.

- Ivan, listen.

We know you have an alibi

for Kirov's death.

We also know

that you had him killed.

So after this, let's start fresh.

No more trouble. Is that okay with you?

Listen to me.

I'm running things now, my way.

And that girl knows too much.

She's mine now.

Step this way.

You have visitors.

So, I'm hoping a good night's sleep

is all you needed to see the light.

You win.

In a few hours, we go bankin'.

So try and get some rest.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Don't worry about it. I checked it out.

Everything's copacetic.

So what's the plan?

We gotta get out of here.

No plan.

Nothing.

Alain, about tomorrow.

Tomorrow I really find out

who my brother was.

They're not gonna let us go...

even when they get the list.

Monsieur Suverov.

Welcome again.

If there's anything I can do for you,

do not hesitate to make a request.

I think we'd like to go right in,

if that's okay.

I'm sorry.

Only Monsieur Suverov.

The vault is for customers only.

- My colleague and I would like to dis...

- I'm sorry, sir. Bank policy.

Please, Monsieur Suverov,

come with me.

Please, make yourself comfortable

and stay as long as you desire.

Unfortunately, we must go through

the identity protocol again.

Yeah, okay.

Please identify yourself.

Mikhail Suverov.

And the second name?

Alain Moreau.

- Your mother's Christian given name?

- Chantal Moreau.

Clean and quiet.

Here, monsieur.

- Do you smoke?

- No, sir, I don't.

- Can I get a cigarette?

- Of course, monsieur.

And some gum.

- Certainly.

- Thank you.

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