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.

Fuck 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 fucking with okay?

These Serbs, they're not like the Italians.

Fuck, 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, go, 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 fucking kidding me?

You're lucky I don't poke your fucking 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?

Buy and sell human lives.

Ask my customers.

When they stop buying, I stop selling.

Goran. Ivan.

The skipper you recommended?

He fucked up.

The police know about the delivery.

Janko.

Our baby brother is dead.

Father in prison!

All our contacts in the government over there

will have to come over soon.

Russia won't take us anymore.

And don't you fuck this one up.

- I... - You're family, okay?

You're blood.

Even if it is diluted whore's blood.

And Andre's killer?

Don't you fucking worry about that.

Come on in.

Janko here, he has picked you

to be in one of his movies.

Now can you say, 'fuck my ass'

in that lovely accent of yours?

Wow.

Get up!

Tony, the Americans, they have Viktor.

We know.