Skin Trade

Welcome to Poipet.

You are so beautiful.

Come on.

Sh.

Sh.

Hey. You can't sell damaged

merchandise.

Put her in the shipment.

Thanks.

Hey, Dex.

Bring out the merchandise.

Don't be offended.

We have a way of making sure

our client are

who they said they are.

F*** her.

Now.

And we watch.

You are negotiating huh?

Now.

Victor Dragovic is in Jersey.

Bullshit.

Why?

I don't know, that's

all that I know okay?

Look, Nick, you don't know

who you're f***ing with okay?

These Serbs, they're not

like the Italians.

F***, they're not even like

the Russians, alright?

They have no code.

Hmm.

Ugh!

No, no! Wait! Wait!

Wait!

Where is the delivery?

Pull me up and I'll talk.

- Ah! No!

- Where?

Wait.

New Jersey docks.

The ship is called

The Cambodian Star.

Now pull me up!

- Will Dragovic be there?

- Hmm?

Yes, yes.

Victor Dragovic will be there.

Now pull me up.

Pull me up.

Please. Please.

You can have her.

No charge, I promise.

I'll throw her sister in too,

okay? Huh?

Oh, please.

I told you everything I know.

Come on. Just pull me up.

Ah!

Negotiation is over.

They say our genes are

what make us immortal,

that our children will carry

on our names, our legacy.

That it is family that gives

us hope.

I am proud of you Andre.

As I am of your brothers,

Ivan and Goran.

Means Happy Birthday

kid brother.

My fourth son Janko

could not be here

but he sends best wishes

from Poipet.

My son, Andre,

you and I have the same blood

in our veins.

Here is to many good adventures.

May we all live long.

Detective Cassidy.

Special Agent Reed,

Human Trafficking Task Force.

What can I do for the FBI?

Well, you know I'd hoped for

a little more inter-agency

collaboration.

You're trying to keep

the operation contained.

- Stop so...

- Leaks, yeah I understand.

Look, you know,

it's not too late

to hand the op over

to us, you know.

Viktor Dragovic.

Ex-Serbian national,

now working in Russia.

Thank you for coming in late.

Dragovic made a fortune

in hotels and gambling

in Eastern Europe and Asia.

But he's also a major player

in what I consider

the most despicable endeavor

on Planet E, human trafficking.

Dragovic kidnaps young girls

in South East Asia,

runs them through Europe then

sells them all over the globe.

The skin trade's

worth billions of dollars.

Last year alone this country

saw over 2000 cases

and I consider every single one

of those a goddamned tragedy.

This is Dragovic's oldest

son, Goran.

Educated in England.

Son number two, Ivan.

Runs the Middle East operation.

This is son number three, Andre.

Isn't he cute?

He's a student at NYU.

And there's a fourth son Janko

who runs the trafficking

operations in South East Asia.

Okay you all know Nick Cassidy.

He's the case officer in

this particular opus.

Take it away Nick.

This morning we fished

Dex Guroff,

an informant, out of the Hudson.

Two gunshot wounds to the head.

Before he was killed Dex

confirmed to me

that Viktor Dragovic is here

in Jersey.

Now thanks to shared

bi-lateral intelligence

by the Royal Thai Police,

we know why.

Better. We know where.

Our target is the ship

The Cambodian Star.

The coast guard confirms

it arrives at Pier 21

at the Jersey Docks in

less than three hours.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we're going to make sure

that coming to America was

the worst decision

Viktor Dragovic ever made.

Andre, relax.

This time, your first time,

I will be with you.

Open door.

Go; Q9, go! go'

Move!

It's not my fault.

Janko, your son.

But you?

You are the boat skipper.

Where I come from,

men are accountable

for their actions.

Today, Andre, you will prove

that you are your father's son.

The blood on my hands is

the same as the blood on yours.

Make me proud.

Please.

Please, no. Please!

This is the police.

If you have any weapons

lie them down.

Andre!

Left side cover!

Andre!

Stay with him!

You have to run, Andre.

He cannot chase us both.

- I want to fight with you.

- Obey me Andre!

Run.

Survive.

I'll prove to you...

I am my father's son!

No!

I've waited my whole life

for this moment.

I am not afraid to die.

Do it.

Do it!

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Holy Christ.

Mr. Dragovic was unaware of

the contents of the container.

He maintains he never fired

a shot.

And that he and his son Andre

were caught

in your mishandled operation.

My client is a respected

businessman in Russia

and in Asia.

But not in Serbia, though.

- Right, Colonel?

- Hmm?

Pretty dicey for you

to go back there.

All those bodies

in that container,

did they give you a little buzz

on your old genocide days?

Mr. Dragovic was exonerated

by the International Crimes

Tribunal in the Hague.

He is a Russian citizen now.

The Russian government have been

contacted and you...

- Excuse me, Captain.

- Yeah?

Be right back.

- Who's this, Reed?

- Russian counsel.

Mr. Romanov, this is

Captain Costello.

I spoke to the Russian embassy

in Washington.

I'm here to monitor my client's

human rights.

Really? His human rights?

Are you f***ing kidding me?

You're lucky I don't poke

your f***ing eyes out.

Let me know when

he's gone, Reed.

I'm going to wrap

every dead body

from that container

around your neck.

30 counts of murder.

You should have killed me

in that dockyard, Detective.

How the hell can you sleep

at night?

How can you do this?

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