looks like zammito's being robbed.
yeah, but tell them not to move until these morons come out of the house.
what the hell are they doing in there?
tell them no. we'll advise if anything changes.
hold on a second. joey "two tons" just pulled up.
you're telling it fine.
you wouldn't.
that's going to make a lot of noise. not much time for a conversation after you pull the trigger.
okay! okay! we've been investigating zammito for years, but we've never had enough evidence for a warrant to search his house. we got word through a snitch that zammito was planning on taking bonanno out.
you just don't take out a boss. you need permission from the other families to do something like that. our informant told us that zammito was talking with other bosses and recording their conversations in case they later claimed they weren't involved. look at these tapes. the guy has recorded every conversation he's had for years.
we're talking matisse, renoir, monet. we know for sure they replaced van gogh's "vase with twelve sunflowers" last week with a copy. it was on loan from the london national gallery and they're not going to be very happy when they find out about it.
yeah. he delivers the goods on zammito. if we got what we wanted we'd let his brother go providing he tells us where the van gogh and the other paintings are.
you walk out with that bag and you won't only have zammito and his people after you. you'll have the entire united states justice department. how far do you think you'll get? i know who you are mr. foray? mr. zerhouni. mr. gayet. mr.
you'll never get out of the city.
this is turning to shit. if word gets out of my involvement in this i'll go to prison.
i can't bring the bureau into this. if i do the tapes become evidence.
fuck bastaldi and his brother. these tapes are gold. do you have any idea what zammito would pay to get them back?
what for? the minute i get him some other gavone will take his place. i've been doing this for twenty years. when i retire it's not going to be to some trailer park in the suburbs.
too many people know about my involvement in this.
you're right about that.
not today. where are your friends?
where did they go?
what? this?
or this?
i'm your worst fuckin' nightmare. now, if you don't want me to keep on hurting you, it's important that i believe you and right now i don't. so tell me, where did they go?
that should shake things up.
agent hadley.
yeah. i figured i'd be hearing from you.
you think i'm going to talk to you until i know if you're wired.
okay. okay. i believe you.
no. you killed her. manager remembers you going into her room. your fingerprints were found all over the place.
you're fucked, sami. you know it. that's why you're here.
where are the tapes?
a pass.
witness' can be convinced they made a mistake. without the murder weapon the d.a. won't have enough to prosecute you.
no. i have it. the lamp? the one with your fingerprints and her blood on it? remember?
of course they could always get an anonymous tip. find it in the dumpster behind the motel.
i'm going to retire with a shit-load of money. find me a small country that doesn't have an extradition treaty with the states and live the good life.
yes i did. lose ends are messy.
when this is over you can say whatever the hell you want. i'll be long gone. besides, who's going to believe you? you're just a two-bit crook.
when you've got the tapes call me on this number. we'll make the exchange and that'll be the end of it.
hello? mrs. gayet? do you speak english? you do. great. oh, you taught raymond english. you did a wonderful job. i'm sorry to call so late but i'm supposed to meet raymond -- no, i didn't know he was a difficult child. mrs. gayet, i'm calling because -- no, i don't have any children of my own. i'm supposed to meet raymond tonight at his hotel and i forgot what hotel he is at. i wondering if you -- the holiday hotel. room 912. thank you very much.
i'd like to see the manager please.
i'm looking for several french men who checked in within the last twenty four hours.
i need you to take me to their room.
you should go now.
hey, you're not exactly the most trustworthy guy in the world. i took a shot. it didn't work. did you bring the tapes?
just a second. you must think i'm a real moron.
here you go, sport.
you don't think i see through this? you tell sami he's dead.
you're making a big mistake. i'm an fbi agent.
i'm going to retire with a shit-load of money. find me a small country that doesn't have an extradition treaty with the states and live the good life.
yes i did. lose ends are messy.
the money?
i got 'em. that's all you need to know.