The Equalizer Page #4

Empty the register. Now.

Go ahead,

open this thing up.

Tell this b*tch to f***ing move it.

Open the register up right now.

Move.

All of it. Give me all of it.

Come on.

Move, move, move.

- That ring too. Give me that ring.

- No.

- Give me that f***ing ring, I said.

- Please.

It was my mother's.

F*** your mother. Give me that ring.

- Take it off.

- It was my mother's.

Shh.

I don't care.

Give me the f***ing ring.

- Please.

- It's okay, Jenny.

You Okay?

Yeah.

Hey, listen. Police said

the guy's done four like this.

Shot a guy over in Somerville

a month ago, so...

It's only money.

You okay?

Hey, Ralphie. Still a little freaked out.

Well, if you need anything,

let me know.

Thanks, Ralphie.

Oh, my God.

My ring?

Mr. McCall. Sorry to bother you.

Yeah.

We're looking into a homicide

that occurred two weeks ago.

Five dead. Russian restaurant.

I heard about it on TV.

I happened to be there that night.

Oh, you were?

Yeah.

You wouldn't be here if I wasn't.

Right.

We're just checking to see if anyone

remembered anything suspicious.

Not that I recall.

May I ask why you dined

at that particular restaurant?

I like pirozhki.

There's five Russian restaurants

in walking distance of your apartment.

I assume they all serve pirozhki.

Wow. I was meeting a friend.

It was her idea.

Then I guess I should talk...

Sheila Saunders.

But she can't help. She wasn't there.

Her daughter had a fever.

Didn't stay long?

I didn't check my watch.

I see. Well, thanks

for your cooperation.

Very welcome.

Tell me, do you know this girl?

Yeah, I don't know...

I don't remember where from.

What happened?

She fell down and broke her neck.

Did she?

I'll be in touch.

Don't you wanna leave me

your card, officer?

In case I remember anything? That's

what policemen usually do, right?

Must have given them all out.

How'd you find me?

I paid cash. No reservation.

How'd you find me?

Well, that's what we do, Mr. McCall.

We who?

We find people we need to find.

We who?

Everything about him is wrong.

And his military history?

No.

Keep digging-

This is what we have

on McCall so far:

College-educated.

Works a straight 40 at the Home Mart.

Bank statements, tax returns, all jive.

Looks pretty normal.

All lies. Fabricated.

We need to take him cleanly.

Alive.

A place without cameras,

no witnesses.

A man with his skills,

I want to know who he really is.

I want to know who he's working for.

How you doing?

Give me a coffee, please.

An egg sandwich too. On a roll.

No cheese, please.

You got it.

I'll be back in a minute.

Is it just you, or are we waiting

for someone else?

I'm sorry. What?

Your hands.

If you work on power lines, your

hands wouldn't look like that.

We gotta be waiting

for somebody else.

Motherf***er.

Hands where I can see them.

We're gonna take a little walk

across the street. Black Denali.

Here we go.

What the f***?

Vary from these instructions

and I'll kill you, understand?

All right.

Stand up.

What the f*** is this? Masters, let's go.

No witnesses.

What's going on out there?

What the f***?

Let's go.

Shh.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Remar, you got A side. Front, follow.

You got C. I got B.

Alive.

Yeah, yeah, alive. I'm on it.

Motherf***er.

Motherf***er suckered me.

Goddamn it.

Sh*t.

Pederson, check the closets,

the kitchen, the back porch.

Closet's empty.

- Nothing on the back porch.

- F***ing guy. Lives like a monk.

This guy's got a lot of books.

- Remar, stop f***ing around.

- Check the computer.

- This place is way too clean, boss.

- Something doesn't feel right.

We've got an empty script. "Meclizine. "

It's used for airsickness.

Travel items purchased

three days ago.

Bought an open-ended plane ticket

to Mexico two days ago.

Leaves Logan 10 a. m. tomorrow.

Guy knew this was coming.

- He's running.

- Get someone at the airport.

- He is not going anywhere.

- What are you talking about?

He's watching us.

What do you wanna do?

Find him, or I will

bring people who can.

If you've come for help,

I can't give you any.

I understand.

Do you?

Just came for tea.

Just, uh...

Robert, I have very little influence

these days.

I'm not at the Agency anymore.

I consult on a few things. That's it.

Susan, I just need to know

who this man is.

Who is he to you?

That's why I'm here,

trying to find out.

Tell me what's going on. Please.

You had a nice funeral,

in case you were wondering.

You know, when they told Susan

you were dead,

she couldn't comprehend it.

She said, "Oh, no. Not Robert.

And not from something

as trivial as a car bomb. "

That you're alive

is a big relief.

But it didn't come

as a complete surprise to her.

We used to talk about you

over the years, and she said

if anyone could have figured

a way out,

a way to walk away from it all

for good, you know,

like a real fresh start...

it would have been...

you.

You didn't take out five pimps, Robert.

You took out the East Coast hub

of Vladimir Pushkin.

Pushkin.

Mm-hm.

An oligarch who jumped in bed

with the Russian mafia,

only he funds everything:

gasoline, weapons, girls, you name it.

He's built an intricate network

on both U.S. coasts

that are incredibly well-insulated.

His money and political ties

make him untouchable.

Your friend here is who Pushkin

sends when he's got a problem.

Teddy Rensen.

Real name, Nicolai Itchenko.

Skill set honed in Spetsnaz.

He's formidable and smart.

Ran a wing of the secret police

for years.

Went private when the Union fell.

Basically, he's a sociopath

with a business card.

Mm.

Thank you, darling.

You know these two?

Uh...

Boston P.D. Probably on

Pushkin's payroll, I assume.

Three years. Detective Remar

and Detective Pederson.

Only now they're dead.

They found them yesterday in the trunk of

their car in the precinct parking lot.

Suffocated. Testicles blown off

and shoved down their throats.

Classic Russian mob hit.

Teddy's work.

Third one, Detective Masters hasn't

shown up for work in several days.

Robert, I don't have to tell you

what happens next.

He won't stop until he kills you

and anyone you care about.

Didn't sleep a wink, did you?

Hey.

Mm.

Robert, that girl,

Alina...

Why?

I couldn't tell you

why it mattered.

Why what they did to her,

that mattered to me so much.

One day somebody

does something unspeakable

to someone else to...

someone you hardly knew,

and you...

do something about it because you can.

Mm.

Because it's who you are? Hm?

Mm.

Who you've always been?

Sometimes we make the wrong choices

to get to the right place.

Mm.

I know a part of you died

when Vivian did.

But not the part

she loved the most.

Go be him.

Yep.

Don't forget to say goodbye.

Good bye.

Everything all right?

Were you able to help him?

He didn't come for help.

He came for permission.

F***.

What the f***?

Testing one, two, three, four.

Pushkin.

I need to know everything:

who, what, when, where, why.

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