Banshee: Origins

Ripped By mstoll Happy New Year 2015 - New Year, New Color ;-)

- So, you ready? - Yeah.

You'll need to open the access panel.

It's screwed in.

You're looking for the primary wire, and the circuit wire.

What do they look like?

They look like wires, baby.

In this car, they'd be red.

So, are you still talking to the Rabbit?

Not "the" Rabbit.

Just Rabbit.

Oh, you're tight like that now?

He's got access to everything we want, Job.

Equipment, money...

he owns a few cops.

He kills people.

- Allegedly, Job. - Don't joke--

Don't joke, baby.

He's a motherfuckin' old school gangster

and we do not play in that sandbox.

- These them? - Yeah.

Now strip about an inch off each one

and give them a little twist.

It's only one job.

In and out. We're not joining his crew.

This the Ukrainian mob we talkin' about.

Once you in, there ain't no out.

How'd this guy find you, anyway?

I was referred.

You see, that is a problem.

Who the fuck is referring you?

Rembrandt.

Remember him, the demolitions guy?

I thought Rembrandt blew himself up?

No, just blew his hand off.

How's that?

Looks good enough.

Now, you need the ignition wire.

It won't be red.

Strip the same way as the other ones,

but be careful, don't touch anything metal

or you'll short us out before we even get started.

You know, it feels like you do this a lot faster.

Well, that's only because I do.

Things are going well for us, man.

We picked our targets,

I thread the needle, you go in...

It ain't like you to fuck with a good thing.

So, what aren't you telling me?

Okay, so, what, I twist these together?

Look, no, no, just--

Rub that against the other two.

And that's how you do that.

He has a daughter.

- Oh, fuck me. - I know.

You gonna get us killed over a motherfuckin' girl?

Not us, just me. I'll keep you off the radar.

You're damn straight you're gonna keep me off the radar!

You know how sometimes bad shit happens?

You make a mistake and it come back and bite you in the ass?

And you think to yourself,

while you're seeking shelter from the shit storm,

"If only I could go back to that moment, that place...

when I made that stupid-ass mistake and unmake it,

I wouldn't be in this mess."

Well this right here, is the moment.

And I am telling you for the benefit

of the sad or desperate or dead man you're going to be

as a result of this

that this is your moment.

Your last chance to save yourself.

So once you get out of this car, baby,

it's gonna be too late.

It's already too late.

- The girl? - Yeah.

- Fuck! - Okay.

Let's do another one.

Fuck!

Man: Are you sure?

Thanks for coming.

I just want you to know...

I'm not gonna let it stand.

I'm gonna find him.

And when I do, he'll wish to God he'd killed me.

Leave it alone, Kai.

I went too far.

He should be the guy sitting in there, not you.

You know, I...

shouldn't have hurt him that bad.

See, I'm a fighter.

I should have known better.

I already had him beat, but I just...

I just kept going.

Do you remember the rattlesnake...

when I was 14? 15?

It was shortly after my father hired you at the farm.

I was in the new barn.

I turn around and...

I see this huge timber rattlesnake, right in front of me.

It had me cornered. I had nowhere to go.

And I remember thinking...

"Hell, I'm going to die."

Yeah, I showed up with a garden rake as I recall.

One swing, that's all it took. I'll never forget it.

This is different, Kai.

A person is not a rattlesnake.

You were defending me.

That bastard came at me with a crowbar.

Kai, I didn't put that asshole in traction

or get myself locked up in prison

so you could wind up right next to me.

Now, I screwed up.

This is on me.

You looking for revenge is not going to shorten my sentence

by one single day.

Man: Time's up.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Yeah.

Just for this once...

let it go.

It's okay.

It's for you.

I am so sorry about that.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I'm Detective Julius Bonner.

It was my team that took you down tonight.

Congratulations.

I got no game.

Some cops... they got game.

They come in here full of threats and rage.

Others try to be your best friend.

I don't think either way really works.

People just see too many movies.

Way I see it...

you know you got jail

on the other side of this conversation

and I got about 30 other cases on my desk

so all I'm shooting for is quick and painless.

I used your prints to pull your file.

There isn't one.

Not with us.

Not the FBI

or Interpol.

Congratulations, you're a ghost.

We don't even know what to call you.

John.

John what?

Smith.

You ever been in the military, John?

Mm-mm. No, sir.

I'm a pacifist.

Not according to the cops you had to tussle with tonight.

Those guys will swear you had special forces training.

Of course, that could just be some bruised egos

to go along with the bruised skulls.

By the way, I ran you through CID.

Again, nothing.

That tells me you spent some time in somebody's army

or you were something special in ours.

So special, in fact...

that there's no trace of you.

Detective Boner?

What is it?

John Smith...

is not my real name.

Way I see it, you're either a spook or a mercenary.

Either way,

you are smart enough to know...

that whoever you're working for set you up tonight.

I don't work for anyone.

Well, someone knows what you're up to.

Man: 911. Please state your emergency.

Man 2, heavy accent: I want to report a robbery in progress...

-( foreign language ) -( shouting, cheering )

When will you learn to speak Ukrainian?

Man 2: ...at the Capital Diamond warehouse,

211 Saw Mill River Road.

That anyone you know?

I'll give you a few minutes to think about it.

According to my report...

You knocked off that security system at 10:28 p.m.

Would you like to guess what time that call came in?

10:15.

So...

Have you given any thought about that phone call?

- Yeah. - And?

Nothing.

That accent is pretty distinctive.

Ukrainian, I think.

Couldn't tell you.

Never been to the Ukraine.

Man: Well, you're not much

for conversation, are you?

Lucas: It's been a big night.

- Tonight? - Yeah.

This is nothing.

I sit here pretty often

across the table from guys like you.

And I feel like I'm catching you at this rare and tragic moment...