The Accountant Page #2

I mean, who survives

this kind of clientele?

The secrets this guy has.

What exactly do you want me to do?

Report directly to me.

No other case work.

No other Treasury personnel involved.

At the end of the month,

one of two things will have occurred.

Resolution of this case,

or we update your photo.

You want it your way? You got it!

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Mom! Why is Mom leaving? Mom!

Mom! Mom!

- I just got home.

- You're always...

Mom! Why are you leaving?

I'm just asking you to stay.

- Just, please stay.

- We had help!

- Stay here! Don't go anywhere!

- You threw it away!

No. Hey.

That's it.

Please don't leave...

Mom!

Here we go, here we go.

Here we go.

Solomon Grundy

Born on a Monday

Christened on Tuesday

Married on a Wednesday

Sick on Thursday

Died on a Saturday

Buried on Sunday

- That was the end of Solomon Grundy

- That was the end of Solomon Grundy

Do it again.

Solomon Grundy

Born on a Monday

Looks like somebody's seen

too many westerns.

Yeah, must be what...

A mile out?

Not on my best day...

Holy sh*t.

Okay, listen to me.

In-flec-tion. Right?

Listen, just listen to my tone.

I say, "Oh, I'm another year older,

"and I don't know if I'm ever gonna

get out of this f***ing place."

And you say...

You're probably right, Francis.

You're extremely old.

- It's unlikely you'll survive to...

- No. No...

No. Hold on. That's not what you say.

Two years together every night, you know.

I gave you a PhD in black money,

but you gotta learn this.

- This is crucial.

- You're frustrated.

- What am I?

- You're frustrated.

That's what I am.

I'm frustrated. Good, good. Excellent.

Finally. All right. Let's do another one.

Lights out, ladies. Lights out.

Names and addresses. Go.

Semion Ivankov.

79 Primorsky Boulevard, Odessa.

The Meier brothers, Moshe and Itzhak.

221 She'arim Boulevard in Jerusalem.

Dominic Rabito of

960 Court Street, Brooklyn.

Ask for Bobby.

Ask for Bobby.

You know, I'm old.

I may be remembering things

a little rosier than they were.

I mean, you want to fill out 1040s

and itemize deductions,

and pull in 50 grand a year?

I mean, that's a living.

Because if you go down

this road, this road...

You can't go back, you understand?

It's dangerous. Do you understand?

I understand.

You find one person

you can trust, just one.

And do not make my mistake.

You keep moving your ass around.

They gave me a new handler today.

I don't like this guy. He's dull.

Worried.

Ah, f*** it.

Good night, son.

Good night, Francis.

What about Zurich? Saudi Arabia?

The Swiss are cheap.

Dubai is one thing, but we're

too conspicuous in the Kingdom.

I vote Chicago.

- Why?

- There's an uptick in online chatter.

People looking for you.

- What people?

- The unfriendly kind.

Let's try a legitimate client for once.

No cartels, arms brokers,

money launderers, assassins.

I like safe. I like you safe.

Everyone's hiding something.

At least there's honor among thieves.

There's honor among Illinois

electronics manufacturers.

They're in your current backyard.

No risk of movement. You'll meet?

Yeah, I'll meet.

One last piece of business.

Just the Renoir.

I don't have a buyer for the Renoir.

The Pollock can move.

Will you ever let it go?

Hello?

Just the Renoir. Drop the price.

Heavy sigh.

Go to work, dreamboat.

Now, Mr. Wolff, I half-suspect

we're wasting your time.

I'm quite sure you're not.

And you know this how?

I'm on the clock.

Sh*t.

I hope we're not wasting ours then.

Look, kidding aside, I think if you

saw our books, you'd run for the hills.

We have an incredibly complicated

accounting system.

Depreciation schedules

on hundreds of different items.

Full-time and contract employees.

Department of Defense classified accounts.

It's a numerical shitstorm.

I'll need to see all those books

for the past 10 years.

Bank statements, complete list

of clients and vendors.

Hard copies printed out, my eyes only.

All the information's right here.

Okay, well, well, look.

This all came to my attention

only last week.

Now, a junior cost accountant

stuck her nose where it didn't belong,

and obviously had no idea

what she was looking at.

Lamar's overreacting.

There's no missing money.

How long have you been CFO

of this company, sir?

15 years.

I need the books for the past 15, please.

Well, you're awful goddamn blunt!

I'm Lamar Blackburn's oldest friend.

I've been by his side

since he was turning out RC robots

that RadioShack called crap.

I wouldn't take a dime without his say-so.

You're angry.

Oh, this is bullshit.

Unusual way of making contact

with you, Mr. Wolff.

You were recommended by Mansoor Haqqani.

We custom-made prosthetics

for his youngest daughter.

You may know that she lost both legs

to a car bomb

outside his investment firm in Lahore.

He told my brother, Lamar, that you were

nothing short of supernatural.

Mr. Haqqani holds advanced degrees

in mathematics from Cambridge

and Caltech.

Why does a man like that need you?

I don't discuss client business.

What do you suppose that young man

is thinking right now?

"Why do I still feel my arm?"

I don't know.

"How did everything go so wrong, so fast?"

"It's cold. Turn up the heat."

Christian Wolff, I presume.

Mr. Blackburn.

Lamar.

Lamar.

Come with me.

Are you aware of Living Robotics'

three income streams?

Consumer electronics,

next generation prosthetics,

unmanned military applications.

Prosthetics division showed tremendous

growth over the last 10 years.

It seems to have matured.

Consumer products is your highest source

of revenue, followed closely

by Defense Department contracts

and prosthetics at two and three.

Yeah. You are well-informed.

I never married.

Never had kids.

This company is my child.

That said, money has never

been a motivation.

Balance sheets,

profit and loss statements...

My mind doesn't function

the way yours must.

I need you to be my eyes and ears, Chris.

Whatever you need to do your job,

you let me know.

I'll start in the morning.

Son of a b*tch.

Bloody hell.

Excuse me...

Who the f*** do you think you are?

Do you know who the f*** I am?

Simon Dewey.

Founder, CEO, Dewey Capital.

American. Shocking.

I have kidnap insurance.

You obviously know that.

Sorry, but how in the world

would I know that you have...

You people f***ing amaze me...

When you interrupt somebody like that,

it makes them feel

that you're just not interested

in what they have to say.

Or maybe you just think

what you have to say

is more important than what I have to say.

Is that what you think?

That gun makes you a big man, does it?

This gun? Simon, come on.

I'm part of a small but potent department

of a private security force.

We have a client, let's call it

a European manufacturing concern.

You're shorting their stock,

but simultaneously,

you're spreading false rumors

regarding the health of the company.

The resulting decline in the stock price,

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