Eraser

You couldn't hide, Johnny!

Nobody hides from us!

Shit!

Get me ice. I broke my goddamn hand.

Sure, boss.

F*ck you!

Just do me!

Sure, Johnny. But first...

...Mr. Canelli wants a little souvenir.

Open up!

Open up!

We'll send this to your

Witness Protection buddies.

See if it sings on its own.

They can take it to the trial.

Open up!

Benny?

Who the hell are you?

Close your eyes.

Who are you?!

Shut up!

You too!

It's okay.

Do what he says.

Don't move. You're dead.

I need the clothes you're wearing.

Your ring.

Your watch.

All your IDs.

Now.

Do it!

Come with me.

Grab the other one.

Let's go.

Put your clothes on them. Move!

There's been a murder

at 232 Alden Drive.

Send the police.

They killed you, then

turned on each other.

Right.

You sons-of-bitches.

Shit!

This doesn't work without an audience.

Outside. Let's go.

Get in.

Thank you.

Thank you. Anything you

ever need, just ask me.

You endangered your life and

the U.S. Marshals protecting you.

What?

You went to your old restaurant.

You went back to Gennaro's?

Johnny, are you stupid?!

It's the osso buco.

I was fucking dying for a decent meal!

Next time, you're dead!

This only happens once.

Get out.

That was our ride!

Let's go.

Go.

You won't see me again.

But I'll know your every move.

Use your heads, lie low

and no one will hurt you.

Skip out on your testimony and I'll

deliver you to the Canelli family.

I promise.

I owe you big time. I'm a

stand-up guy, you got it?

You ever need anything, you

let me know. What's your name?

Honey, he doesn't want to be pen pals.

Smile. You've just been erased.

John, would you look at something?

One is from our shop, the others

are real. What do you think?

That's the fake.

Who the hell is that?

If I tell you, I'd have to kill you.

Shut up and run this again.

With a little sleight of hand...

...one very dead John Doe trades

places with one very live scumbag.

Robert, sit down.

You know...

...if God was as forgiving as WITSEC...

...hell would be one empty joint.

God doesn't have our court system.

I understand you had a busy night.

A witness got careless.

-I see.

-I had to defuse the situation.

And that included breaking

into the county morgue?

Someone taught me that improvisation

is the heart of field work.

It was you.

In the old days. Weather's changed.

Now every asshole in

Congress is down our backs.

I'm telling you to walk softly.

That's why Beller called me in?

Because of the morgue?

No, no, no.

He doesn't know anything about that.

I don't think he has to.

Shadow Ops still has some privileges.

You're right.

John...

...good work.

I had a good teacher.

Bullshit.

You had the best.

under WITSEC protection...

...and not one with a profile like this.

That bad?

That good. This young

lady, Miss Cullen...

...is a real live, bona fide...

...honest person.

Then why does she need us?

She's a senior executive

at Cyrez Corporation.

They're major defense contractors.

Top-secret weapons research.

Looks like someone inside

Cyrez is selling out Uncle Sam.

Feds need her to prove their case.

She's the key witness in the

hottest scandal since lran-Contra.

-When does this go down?

-Tomorrow.

The sting's in place.

When it's over, she's all yours.

Sealed file on relocate.

Your eyes only.

As usual, only you and I will be privy

to the exact location of your witness.

But, John...

...there are some serious

players in Washington...

...who could be badly burned.

So could she.

Welcome to Cyrez Corporation.

Morning, Dave.

She's in.

Anything yet?

Not yet.

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