The Jackal

Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall.

...bringing to an end the Soviet empire

and its 70-year experiment in communism.

Yet while jubilation

at the prospect of freedom...

The Russian mafia has evolved into

a world-class organized crime network...

...with profits in billions,

including substantial US operations.

...announcing the unprecedented opening

of an FBI legal attache...

...along with the first-ever joint US

and Russian law enforcement operation.

It's her.

Ghazzi's in the club. He's in position.

Okay. Op's a go. MVD only.

What is this? An American?

Who the f*** are you?

Deputy Director Carter Preston, FBI.

FBI.

You f*** Americans now,

you ugly militia whore.

And, you, go f*** yourself.

This is not Chicago. This is Russia.

So take your b*tch

and get the f*** out of here.

Do you think I'm afraid of the MVD?

I swear I will kill you

and your f***ing whore mothers.

I repeat, you are advised...

F*** you, you scar-faced c*nt!

- F*** you!

- All right, that's enough!

It's never easy taking a life.

But you saved one, too. Mine.

Thank you.

We had no warning.

They must have ambushed

our man outside.

Before we knew it, there were militia with

their guns out in every corner of the room.

They just opened fire and killed him.

It happened so fast, it was...

...over before it started.

God, my poor brother.

How many militia did you kill?

Terek, please, we didn't stand a chance.

There were 30 of them...

...plus the Americans.

- Yes, but how many did you kill?

Well, none.

None? Not even one?

Terek, please.

I did what I could.

You did what you could.

You let those militia pigs

and that American scum kill my brother...

...without killing one in return.

Okay, that's what you could do.

Here's what I can do.

I loved this man like a brother.

He was a dear friend and partner to me.

So I took no joy in that.

But just think...

...if I could do this to one I love...

...what could I do to someone I hate?

The American FBI declares war on us?

Then war it is.

Unlike other, less cunning predators...

...the hyena takes no chances,

never attacking unless sure of a kill.

Though a consummate killer,

he is clearly no gentleman.

I apologize for keeping you waiting.

I had some other business to dispose of.

So much wasted time...

...confusing motion with accomplishment.

Another drink?

The MVD killed my brother.

For that, I will see they drown in blood.

But to their allies in America,

I wish to send a message.

A very public message.

I want to strike fear

into the marrow of their bones.

Can you kill this person?

Yes.

If I take this job, I'll have to disappear...

...forever.

So if you want me to do this,

you're going to have to pay me.

How much?

American dollars.

All cash, of course.

Half now, half upon completion.

$70 million.

Why not?

Done.

How many people know about this?

- You and I.

- Keep it that way.

Don't refer to our arrangement

by telephone or fax, ever.

You should find a place outside of Russia

to hide until the mission's completed.

If word of this leaks, it'll be my choice

whether to continue or not.

Either way, I keep the initial payment.

Agreed?

Okay.

Informants tell us Terek's put bounties

on all MVD and FBI personnel.

Deputy Director Preston

and I have special bounties on our lives.

In two weeks,

seven MVD operatives have been killed.

- We know we're getting to him.

- Informants say this is just the start.

Terek's planning something more dramatic.

Eight days ago...

...Terek and his lieutenants

were spotted in the town of Porvoo...

...60 kilometers west of Helsinki.

They're still there, taking the third floor

for themselves and their bodyguards...

...all former SPETSNAZ, nine in all.

Not one's left the building in five days.

Their only contact with the outside

is this man:
Victor Politovsky.

He goes to the post office twice a day

for mail which arrives general delivery.

Contact Interpol

and get everything you can on Politovsky.

Terek's men are notoriously hard to

turn out. Should we get the opportunity...

...we must be prepared to conduct

the interrogation with utmost efficiency.

- Good day to you, Mr. Preston.

- Sir.

I don't think

I want to know what that means.

The new lamination's the tricky part.

You got to use ethyl acetone.

Nasty stuff. Gives you liver cancer.

And I use a disk drive

to erase the magnetic strip.

- It's perfect.

- Thank you.

You really do beautiful work.

- Art comes in various guises, doesn't it?

- Yes, it does.

- What do I owe you?

- Right.

Well, I think your balance is about BP375.

- This is BP500.

- Oh, thank you.

- Good luck with the baby.

- Thank you.

See you next time.

How do you want the accounts handled?

Split the deposit equally between

the Macao and Panama accounts.

- And the balance?

- Leave it here in dollars.

I'll need you to open me

a Luxembourg account.

And get me some credit cards. Use

an American bank. I'll send you the names.

I'll overnight the credit cards

to your box in Montreal.

- This also came in the draft.

- Yes.

- I'll need to use your computer, Clive.

- Of course.

- Everything's ready for you.

- Good. Thank you.

Good afternoon. How may we help you?

I'm interested in an intermediate

range system, high cyclic rate.

- Man portable?

- Compact, vehicle-mounted unit.

What caliber?

No smaller than 7.62.

Available:

I prefer non-US equipment,

single-parallel system.

Available:

Yugoslav 20 millimeter 19/55 cannon.

Too heavy.

Available:

Polish ZSU-33 electric, 14.5 millimeter.

Cyclic rate:
1,400 rounds per minute.

Interested.

Effective combat range: 3,500 meters.

Muzzle velocity:
1,700 meters per second.

I'll take it.

Cost will be $200,000, US.

Transfer of funds in the usual manner.

Half now, half on delivery...

...to the following address:

Letterham Shipping,

Montreal, Quebec, Canada...

...GIH 876.

Client name:
Murdock, Charles C.

"What are they planning?

Why is Terek in Finland?"

"The Americans. Kill. Example."

"Jackal? What Jackal?

It doesn't make sense."

"What are they planning?"

"Who are you?"

"You f***ing Jackal."

"Why you hanging around? Revive him."

Jesus.

Drug-assisted interrogation is

perfectly legal in matters of state security.

Unfortunately, Mr. Politovsky

had an undiagnosed heart condition.

He said, "Jackal"?

Does this mean something to you?

There's supposedly a killer for hire

who uses that name.

Several assassinations

are credited to him...

...but we've never been able to prove

if he even exists.

From time to time, he was KGB asset.

- Do you have a name?

- No name.

Payments were made to the contracting

organization or a Hong Kong bank account.

No KGB member has ever seen him.

Do we know if he ever operated in the US?

No. But...

...Politovsky's briefcase

contained biographical material...

...on your Donald Brown,

Director of the FBI.

Jesus Christ.

This guy's going for the gold, huh?

- Get him on the phone for me.

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