The Hard Corps

That stunning second round

knockout was the crowning moment...

... of Wayne Barclay's

brilliant boxing career.

Since retiring from the ring,

he hasn't looked back.

Using the millions he'd won

from prizefighting...

... Wayne turned

his prodigious energies towards...

... revitalizing the neighborhood

he'd been born and raised in.

Starting with a few

fast-food restaurants...

... he soon moved on

to shopping centers.

Then movie theaters,

and then office buildings.

It wasn't long before the revenues

from these ventures...

... allowed him the opportunity to

tear down long-abandoned slums...

... and replace them

with clean, affordable housing.

And on the legal front today,

an unexpected development...

How come my fountain

keeps shrinking...

...every time you people

walk out of here?

Excuse me. Mr. Barclay,

there are codes we have to follow.

Look, I ain't asking

for Niagara Falls.

I appreciate that.

But the codes are the codes.

Look, I just want a damn fountain

that will make this place feel like...

...like something special.

You know?

Just something to make

the local residents feel...

...that their part of town

is just as good as any other.

Wayne, quick, turn on the news.

- Tamara, we happen to be meeting.

- You need to see this.

You do need to see this, Wayne.

The early release which took

prosecutors by surprise...

... was approved today at

a state parole board hearing.

Rap-music mogul

Terrell Singletery...

... had been sentenced to

10 years for racketeering...

... money laundering and witness

intimidation among other charges.

But citing his outstanding

behavior in prison...

... and his contributions

to numerous charities...

... during his 18 months

of incarceration...

... the parole board commuted

his remaining sentence to probation.

Look, the DA promised the man would

be serving no less than eight years.

This was not supposed to happen.

Well, thanks to his hotshot

new attorney, it did.

All right, so what do you want me

to do about it?

Dig a hole and hide like a gopher?

The man's on probation.

He so much as spits on the sidewalk,

his black ass is back in the pen.

Not concerned about him

spitting on the sidewalk.

Terrell Singletery's been known to put

out a hit for disrespecting his name.

Yeah?

I did a lot worse than that

and I'm standing here, ain't I?

Come tomorrow, they will no longer

be monitoring his calls.

They won't be eavesdropping

when he's with his attorneys.

He'll be running the streets...

...and you wanna know what his

first order of business will be?

To send a message

to whoever put him away.

Wayne, please listen to me.

You need some serious protection.

Sis, I got protection.

Okay? I got protection.

I mean, why else are we paying

my head of security here?

You need to listen to

your sister on this one, Wayne.

- You need extra protection.

- Damn.

Look, let me tell you all something.

Wayne Barclay does not back down...

...from any motherf***er

on this planet.

- Wayne.

- Wayne.

Look, if Terrell wants a piece of me,

he knows where to find me. Know that.

No.

Mr. Mullins...

...what exactly did you mean by

"extra protection"?

Mr. Singletery.

Mr. Singletery, over here.

Hey, what does it feel like

to be a free man, Terrell?

- Back off.

- How does it feel to be a free man?

Liberating.

We're just doing our job here, okay?

Don't be so heavy.

Uncle T, over here, let's go.

- All right, let's move, let's move.

- Get your hands off of me.

- Get the door. Come on.

- What are your feelings towards...

...Wayne Barclay, whose evidence

put you away?

That's enough. No more questions.

It's cool, Leonard, it's cool.

I understand Mr. Barclay has been

doing fine work for our community.

Now, at this point in my life, I

simply say forgive and forget.

And God bless. Excuse me.

What was it like inside, Terrell?

Sergeant Major Clarence Bowden.

That's us in Kuwait,

just after Desert Storm.

Lucky for us, he's retired

and out looking for something.

Impressive resume.

But we're not exactly

fighting a war here, Mullins.

And I'm sure hoping

it stays that way.

My point is...

...does your friend understand...

...the finer nuances

of executive protection?

Pentagon had him in charge of

Primary Subject Security...

...in Afghanistan.

Bodyguarding generals.

Before that he did

the same thing in Haiti.

I'm not saying Clarence Bowden

is the only choice we've got...

...l'm saying we'd be

damn lucky to have him.

Get yourself together, soldier.

I got a mission for you.

I found us a gig.

It's about time.

Yeah.

Yo, boss.

Welcome home.

Nice drive?

Yeah.

Took the scenic route.

- Saw you on TV.

- Come on.

Yo, B.

What's up on this forgive and forget

noise you been talking about, man?

Oh, forgive me for lying.

Forget I said that.

About to turn this b*tch

into a war zone.

Excuse me, Uncle T, but what

happened to the new agenda?

The one we talked about.

You know, "Increase the peace."

Oh, that's gonna come.

But first, folks in this city

need to know...

...no one makes a chump

out of Terrell Singletery.

Uncle T.

Jesus, Uncle T, you're on probation.

If the business attorney knew

you were talking this way...

He ain't gonna know.

Simcoe, you had the house swept?

They're not gonna bug the house.

They can't.

We'd nail their ass to the wall.

But if Wayne Barclay were to

meet an untimely end...

...under any circumstances,

they're gonna blame you.

Would you listen to this sh*t.

They teach you those big words in

that fancy law college you went to?

Yes, they did, Uncle T.

Thanks to you and your generosity.

Yeah.

Listen to this little motherf***er

right here.

This little nigga...

...he would have got

Michael Jackson off...

...and got him custody

of them two damn kids.

Thanks.

Sergeant major.

- Plain old Clarence now.

- How are you, Ken?

- Looking good.

- You too.

- Life on the outside treating you well?

- Can't complain.

Oh, I brought along

an associate of mine.

This is Philippe Sauvage. We served

together in Afghanistan and Iraq.

And this is Tamara Barclay.

Wayne's sister and chief financial

officer of Barclay Enterprises.

The lady whose

signature goes on the check.

I am. Pleased to meet you,

Mr. Bowden.

- The pleasure's mine, ma'am.

- Have a seat.

I'm assuming that Mr. Mullins

briefed you about our situation.

Has he also explained that my brother

can be extremely hardheaded?

Well, it's a pretty good trait

for a boxer to have.

One of the reasons

he still has his wits about him.

Unfortunately, he's in

a different arena now.

His opponent isn't wearing gloves.

His opponent is playing for keeps.

That's the kind of arena

we understand.

My brother doesn't understand

that his life is in serious danger.

And while it's true

that I sign the checks...

...he's the one who makes the

major decisions for this corporation.

So, what I need

is someone who can be...

...Wayne Barclay's

unseen guardian angel.

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