The Raid 2: Berandal

It's a question of ambition, really.

Let me rephrase that.

It's a matter of limitation.

And the importance of knowing yours.

Your boss, Tama.

He had a reputation, yes.

But he also knew where he stood, understood how high he could climb.

That's why Bangun let him be the man he was.

Don't mind them.

Now I like to think that I'm a reasonable man.

Like you, some would consider me ambitious.

But you see, in this world of ours.

It's really more of a "one-step-at-a-time" kind of thing.

And by my reckoning.

You really should have been some fucking steps away from a meeting like this.

- Bangun will... - Bangun is an old man!

He's on his way out.

I gave you a chance.

You chose him.

So I guess this brings us back full circle, ambition...

...and limitation.

Bejo, don't do this. Bejo... Bejo!

Please don't do this.

I already told you.

Don't mind him.

No, Bejo, wait!

You're called?

Rama.

I know who you are.

My brother says you're someone I can trust.

He's right.

They got you pretty bad.

Yes, sir, they did.

Take him through, get him treated.

Be careful.

No, wait! Stop, what the fuck?

No!

What the fuck was that?

It's okay... No really it is.

Calm down. Take a seat. Sit.

Take his jacket, gloves and any official threads he has.

Dump him out deep.

- He'll float to shore by dawn. - Yes, sir.

Trust me, he would've never survived till morning.

This is the only way we can be sure he won't say a word about you.

About us.

Us?

I run a unit that weeds out crooked cops like him.

And I could do with someone like you to help me dig out some more.

We're a small division.

But we're small for a reason...

...trust.

I have evidence, we could've made a case. I could've testified.

No, you have hearsay and a box of tapes.

I've been down that road before.

All it does is cough up low level guys to take the heat,

all just like him.

No, if we're going to clean up this city...

We have to aim higher and we have to get all of them.

Like it or not, you threw a wrench in their gears today and they will come for you.

They'll do anything to remove you from the equation.

If we don't act fast, you'll be gone in a week.

Your family, too.

But it doesn't have to be that way.

Let's say we keep this internal.

If you keep your mouth shut I'll make sure everything gets covered up nice and clean.

I can protect you.

For you, today never happened.

You were never there.

In their eyes, you're still a rookie for fuck's sake.

They won't even blink an eye at one name missing from the report.

Is this all of them?

All eighteen.

No survivors.

What do you think?

Reza.

I'll keep looking.

I'll take care of it personally.

No exceptions.

What do you want?

I want you on my team, go undercover.

You'll be re-trained, given the skills to do what we need, when we need it.

For the good of this city.

What do you say?

No. Not interested.

Come again?

Sir, with all due respect.

I brought him in to do time, to take account of his life.

And we put a bullet in him to protect yours!

There's no such thing as a clean war in this world.

Open your eyes!

My eyes are wide open, sir!

We may be after the same thing you and I...

But I'm not going to follow the same path as you to get there.

Who killed him?

My brother?

His name is Bejo.

He's been on the up for some time now.

I know the name.

Rama...

Your brother had big enemies.

But they're nothing compared to what's coming for you.

I can provide safety for your wife and child. We can keep them out of reach.

But I need you.

Right now this city is carved up between our local kingpin, Bangun...

And the Goto family from Japan.

Tama, he answered to Bangun.

And that building of his was the perfect way to pay

whoever he needed to without us knowing.

If we get you close enough to Bangun...

Then sure as fuck we can weed out the rest of those crooked bastards.

Rama...

For this to end, I need those names.

I need evidence that puts Reza's hands in Bangun's pocket.

So what's the next step?

Uco, Bangun's only child.

He's serving time in prison.

It's the perfect opportunity.

Get in, get close.

Meaning?

I have to arrest you.

It will be a few months.

You can't know where I am.

And I can't be seen anywhere near you... or Angga.

But if I don't do this...

I can't protect us this time.

Please understand.

This is the only choice I have left.

He's out of the hospital now, right?

I heard he was discharged...

Shut your fucking mouth!

You nod here, yes or no.

Do you understand me?

So what did he do?

What did he do?

Enough.

I need more than that.

He's the asshole son of an asshole politician.

Can't you just put me in, lock me up?

Why does this kid have to bleed?

His daddy is the reason Use is in prison.

If we're talking earning credibility.

Doing this puts you immediately on his radar.

At the very least, it gives you two something to talk about.

If I'm going to do this, really do this.

I need a better reason.

He's also a major benefactor...

For Bejo.

Rama, listen...

Do enough to get inside...

But not enough to keep you there for good.

Where is he?

I believe Beni and his boys introduced themselves yesterday?

Which one is Beni?

Him.

Now while I'm in here, Beni and his associates are with me.

Oh, yeah? And who are you?

You'll figure that out at some point.

And when you do, maybe you'll show me a little more fucking respect.

But for now, I'll be tolerant.

So what do you want?

An apology?

This?

This is my "just in case".

There are never enough walls to cover your back.

Even you.

Especially after your little "display".

I'm someone who can put walls up.

I can cover your back in any square inch of this place.

You may not know who I am now.

But when you do you'll realize how real my offer is.

Join with us and own this wing with me.

We could do with someone like you fighting on our side.

- I'm flattered, but... - Don't make me tap the table again.

With all due respect, I don't really like spending my time acting tough in toilets.

- Excuse me. - Listen...

In here you'd be wise to pick a side.

Loners don't tend to last long.

Clearly.

The warden tells me you've got quite a group here.

I got who I could.

I'm working to get some of our guys inside to cover your back.

But until I do, you got to keep a low profile.

You can't trust any of these fuckers.

Low profile?

I'm my father's son.

That alone makes me a target here.

All I can do is use it against them.

Just you focus on keeping them knives away.

It would make my job a lot easier if you'd cool things down here.

When was the last time you spent inside, Eka?

Keeping quiet is not an option.

Unless I want to wake up every morning with a broom up my ass.

Here's a start, find out about that guy.

Why's he here?

Him?

He wheel-chaired your favourite politician's kid in Fuazan's club.

Not bad.

His name's Yuda. He's from the sticks.

He's a nobody.