Tortured Page #5

I shattered his family.

So Agent Cole,

you got anything new from him?

Look, he told me the same story

of how he met Ziggy.

Same as Rusick.

A card game at Mickey Sullivan's.

He was important.

He links them all somehow.

Back in the day when you knew Ziggy,

did you know Mickey Sullivan?

Yeah.

And was he a guy like Green and Rusick?

No. He was a prick. Like Ziggy.

Agent Murphy,

I'll talk to you in the morning.

Kevin, I'm hosting this function

at the hotel tonight.

I'd appreciate it

if you'd put in an appearance.

Sure. Should I bring Becky?

Yeah, sure. See you there.

Mr. Green.

Mr. Green.

A little deli food?

Just what the doctor ordered, huh?

I figured one piece of a candy bar

in five days...

I owed you a little bit of food.

Tomorrow we're back to story time.

- Jimmy. Jimmy, do me a favor?

- What's that?

Kill me.

Baby, we need to talk.

I don't wanna talk right now.

Just give me 10 minutes.

I need you to open your eyes,

so we can talk now.

If I ask for 10 minutes,

then give me 10 f***ing minutes.

I go to work all day, I do all kinds of sh*t.

And if I come home

and I wanna be left alone,

then I don't need you telling me

you need to talk right now.

All I want is 10 f***ing minutes!

- What is it?

- There's so much.

What the f*** do you want from me?

Just tell me.

What is it? What do you want?

Talk to me. Come on.

What is it? What is it?

You hurt me. That's what.

I don't even recognize you anymore.

You have changed, Kevin.

I mean, first,

you don't wanna talk about the war.

Then you don't wanna talk about your job.

Then you disappear for days

and you don't wanna talk about it.

- And now, you don't wanna talk at all.

- I wonder why.

Our conversations are such a pleasure.

Now get ready

and let's get the hell out of here.

- Name?

- Kevin Cole and Becky Carson.

Go on.

Every girl loves to go into a party

through the basement.

Enjoy your evening.

I wouldn't bet on it.

Listen. Let me talk to my father,

then we'll get out of here. Okay?

Figured you might want 10 minutes.

Director Cole.

- Nice to see you again, Senator.

- Nice to see you, too, sir.

- How's your boy?

- He's doing very well, thank you.

Good. I've been meaning to thank him

for his service to the country.

Would you excuse me, Senator?

- That's quite the spectacle.

- Dog-and-pony show.

Now that you're getting deeper

into this operation

and having more success

than any of us anticipated,

I think we should talk. I read your brief.

Archie's description

of how Ziggy's whole syndicate began,

about the card games, Mickey Sullivan.

Yeah? You remember something about it?

Kevin,

I'm Mickey Sullivan.

What?

I was almost 40

when I first started out at the Bureau.

I figured I'd have to make some noise

if I was ever gonna get noticed.

There was this small-time thief,

ran these scams, dealt mostly in diamonds.

I volunteered to go undercover

to get close to him,

see where it would lead me.

And I used the alias Mickey Sullivan.

Ziggy posed no real national danger

at that time, so I became friends with him.

He used to invite me along

on some of his endeavors,

to meet his contacts.

At the same time

I was bringing new people to him,

people I thought would be sloppy

and easy to track.

- Like Rusick and Green.

- Yeah.

Only he had this way into them.

He'd weave his web,

and before I'd even realize,

they were caught up in it.

That happened to Rusick, Green,

lot of people.

So you helped build his empire.

- No.

- No?

I kind of counseled him so that

his organization would have a structure

that the FBI would be familiar with.

No, he wound up taking over all the crooks

that I was initially just using him to meet.

I had no idea he'd get this big.

Sometimes you help create the very enemies

you end up fighting.

But Rusick talked about Mickey Sullivan

like he was still around.

I still pull a few strings now and then,

when I think it's in the best interest

of the Bureau. Like Rusick.

He was in charge of Ziggy's drug trafficking,

so I moved some money around

in one of his accounts

to get Ziggy's attention,

see if I could force Rusick

into revealing his contacts.

So Rusick dies.

That's the price you pay

for doing business with Ziggy.

Did you frame Green?

No. And unfortunately I don't know who did.

Why are you telling me tonight?

Why haven't you told me before?

Because I wasn't sure how you'd take it.

And I wanted to explain

all this to you myself

without any other agents involved.

He's never contacted

any of the people we sent in.

He's taken a special interest in you, Kevin.

- How many other agents have you sent in?

- Oh, many.

Most don't make it past the coffee shop.

Some end up dead.

You wanted this,

in spite of my objections, remember?

Just give us a second.

How long have you been with Becky?

A long time, Dad.

It's important to have a life

outside of the Bureau, Kevin.

- Something that's completely your own.

- Yeah.

It's just tough trusting anybody right now.

You haven't told her anything, have you?

- Of course not.

- Good.

You don't ever wanna get her involved

in any of this.

That's how people get hurt.

You said something the other day.

You said that I wasn't trained

to mercilessly torture people.

I was trained to torture people.

But what they don't teach you, Dr. Shaw,

is what it's like to look

into another man's eyes

as you tear his fingernails out.

That they don't teach you.

Or what it must feel like

to be there in that moment when

your father tells you he's Mickey Sullivan.

- What'd it feel like?

- How would it feel?

I've killed a man who used to be his friend,

and now I'm out there every day

slowly killing another man

who used to be his friend,

in order to catch another guy

who used to be his friend.

Feel like he's got a lot of bad friends.

You know how most kids grow up

thinking their father's a...

I don't know, a business person?

And then one day that boy becomes a man,

and he goes to work at the same office

as his father.

And one day he opens his father's drawer,

and he finds a dirty magazine.

- So?

- I knew my father had secrets, Dr. Shaw.

But for the first time in my life,

I have no idea who he is.

- And would you want that for your son?

- No.

I would want my son to go into work,

open my drawer

and find a filthy, dirty magazine.

Is that what your father would want

for your son?

I don't really care what my father wants.

- What about what your mother would want?

- My mother?

My mother would want whatever it was

that made him happy.

She'd probably want

what would make you happy, as well.

What about that?

That thing that would make you happy?

If you could choose only one thing

that would make you happy,

what would you choose?

Hey.

Hey.

It's too late.

What's too late?

You don't act the same anymore, Kevin.

It's been a while.

Becky, please.

Ever since you came home

with that scar on your neck.

You never did tell me, what is that scar?

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