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Stop! Hey!

Go, go, go!

Hard evidence.

It's all yours, gentlemen.

We've handled these situations before.

You haven't answered my question.

We told you there'd be risks.

You told me I'd have complete

protection the entire time.

It didn't go as smoothly

as we anticipated.

That's an understatement.

Remember, Miss Cullen, you came to us.

I came to you with a clerical error.

You asked for my help.

And we got it.

If Cyrez sells weapons' technology,

that's high treason.

This disk and your testimony will put

all the co-conspirators behind bars.

You've done a great

service for your country.

It's time to think about your safety.

This is U.S. Marshal John Kruger,

Witness Protection Program.

He'll handle your personal security.

My protection?

Your new identity, relocation.

I'll take you through it step-by-step.

What are you talking about?

I'm not going anywhere.

You're in an extremely

high-risk situation.

Wasn't it explained to you?

Your boss was just a middleman, Lee.

There are more dangerous

people involved.

You expect me to give up my whole life?

Until the trial. Then you're

completely out of danger.

And how do you know that?

How do you know?

Look, I will keep up my end of

the bargain. I will testify.

But that's it.

I'm going home.

Put people on her right away...

...or we'll need a seance

for her testimony.

Who brought her into this?

She volunteered. She had

security clearance....

You told her it's a walk in the park.

When she finds out her life isn't

her own anymore, it's too late.

We had no case without her.

It's easier to put her ass on

the line than yours, isn't it?

Sully.

Frediano, how you doing?

Good. Have something for you.

Let's see.

Your receipt.

Gentlemen, always a pleasure.

It's me.

Your music has arrived.

Get Mr. Morehart down here.

-It's me.

-Lee?

I heard about Donahue. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

-I shouldn't have trusted them.

-Of course not. The Feds are idiots.

They'll blow the case or bury it.

The Feds are here.

They're watching.

Let me write this story and I'll

nail Cyrez all over the front page.

It may not be safe to

talk on this phone.

I'll call you.

Wait. Did you make a copy?

-Yeah.

-That's your insurance, Lee.

Go public. They don't dare touch you.

Lee, what's wrong?

I don't know. I got to go.

Hi, baby.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you. How are you doing?

So you just let yourself into my house?

I've worried about you.

I haven't heard from you in days.

There's nothing to talk about.

It's over.

You know that.

Come on.

That doesn't hurt you to say that?

It hurt me 3 months ago.

But after the phone calls, after

the notes on my car, and tonight...

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