The Perfect Weapon (1991) Movie Script
1
MAN: Hey, Sanders.
Take a water break.
DJ: Hey, they got the power,
and we got the power, too,
right here on FM 109.
Right now, it's 54 big degrees
in downtown Santa Fe,
with a low tonight
of 42 degrees.
It is 8:45...
(TURNS OFF RADIO)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You have plenty of
storage space, Mr. Kwon.
We know you could
use the extra money.
I'm not interested.
You don't understand.
I understand very well
what you people sell.
I don't want
your drugs in my store.
Mr. Kwon...
Please leave.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Hello?
Hey, Kim. It's me, Jeff.
Jeff.
I'm not done
talking to you.
Get out of my store!
THUG: You're a very rude
old man, Mr. Kwon.
KIM: Leave now.
Kim, what...
What's going on?
Do you think I came here
to ask you a favor?
You should be more respectful
of our organization.
(DIAL TONE)
Kim...
You're going to
work with us.
You have no choice.
See you later, old man.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
CARL: This is the
third time this week
I've had to pick him
up at the station.
I can't keep
him in school.
His temper is getting
worse and worse.
I can't even talk
to my own son.
I don't know what the
hell's wrong with him.
He took his mother's death
pretty hard, Carl.
CARL: Kim, we all did.
He's the only one
walking around
with a chip on
his shoulder.
You don't see Adam
acting like that, do you?
KIM: Adam is too young
to remember Elaine.
CARL: All I know is he's headed
for some serious trouble.
Shh.
CARL: I'm thinking of enrolling
him in a military school,
one that specializes
in discipline.
KIM: Doesn't sound
so special.
Besides, we both remember our
experiences in the military.
Christ, Kim, it's not like
I don't love him anymore.
It's just I cannot
handle him.
KIM: There is another
school he might try.
Instead of discipline,
it teaches
self-discipline.
It might help Jeff
control his energy.
It's called Kenpo school.
It's not one of those new
hippie schools, is it?
No, Carl. Old school.
2,000 years old.
Jeff, this is Master Lo.
(JEFF GIGGLING)
Pass it down.
(ALL GRUNTING)
Jennifer.
MASTER LO:
Kenpo is a combination
of ancient fighting techniques
and modern scientific
principles,
an unending flow of motion,
a force which can
overwhelm any attacker.
Every move creates
a specific reaction
in your opponent.
Each reaction leads you
to your next move.
Every strike is a block,
every block, a strike.
Each move flows
into the next.
This logical and sequential
flow of action
is the essence of Kenpo.
Kenpo can be the most lethal
of the martial arts.
To control the
power of Kenpo,
you must first
control yourself.
Train your spirit
as you train your body,
developing inner
strength, balance,
and harmony as you learn.
The master of Kenpo
is more than an
expert in Karate.
He is a martial artist.
He is the master
of himself.
MAN: Yellow 19.
Yellow 19.
Ready, set...
GIRLS: (CHANTING CHEER) Let's
go, let's go, let's go
All right. Yeah.
Yo, tinkerbells.
Off the field.
It's our field,
too, meathead.
Say what?
Hey, let's just forget
about it, okay?
No, no, no, no. Let's
not forget about it.
Why don't you just
do what I said?
Off the field or I'll shove
that pole up your ass.
Try it.
Come on. Let's go.
You're not gonna let butt-head
get away with it, are you?
Adam, I said let's go.
It's not worth it.
ERICKSON: It's not worth it?
What's that supposed to mean?
It means he can
kick your ass.
(LAUGHS)
You can kick my ass?
ADAM: With one foot.
PLAYER: One foot, Erickson.
JEFF: Let's go.
Oh, we're not done.
I think we are.
Well, I guess he'd just rather
play with his pole, then.
(PLAYERS LAUGHING)
You little shit.
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
PLAYER 1: Hey, Erickson.
What happened?
PLAYER 2: I don't know.
PLAYER 3: Hey, check it out.
Over here.
PLAYER 4: Get up, man.
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
GIRL: What happened?
PLAYER 5: Hey, Erickson.
Call an ambulance. Now!
PLAYER 6: Amazing.
GIRL: Let me through.
PLAYER 7: Come on, Erickson.
Get up.
CARL: What the hell
do you think you were doing?
JEFF: The guy hit Adam.
CARL: That's no excuse
for what you did.
You tried to
kill that kid.
I didn't.
By pure luck,
you didn't.
Had no goddamn idea what
you were doin', did you?
You were totally out of
control, weren't you?
I sent you to Kenpo school
to control your
temper, and this is
what you've learned?
You haven't changed.
The only thing
that's different is
now you're dangerous.
I want you out
of my house.
What do you mean?
Someday, you're
gonna kill somebody.
I don't want Adam
around to see it.
I want you away from Adam.
He got hurt today,
because he's tryin'
to prove to you
how tough he is,
'cause he wants
to be like you.
Well, he's not like you
and I don't want him
to be like you,
so you stay the hell away from him.
But, Dad...
I want you out of my house,
and I want you away from Adam.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
I'll just stay the hell
away from everyone.
You have learned only half
of what I teach, Jeff.
You're strong,
you're quick,
but you're only a tiger,
not a dragon.
The tiger does
not think,
therefore, it
cannot act.
It can only react, respond.
A tiger is strong
and fearless,
but it cannot
initiate action.
That is the difference
between man and tiger.
Tiger is what I know.
The dragon is
also very strong,
but full of wisdom.
The dragon fears what
its strength can do.
This is the tiger.
This is the dragon.
Dragon always
has a choice,
a tiger, never.
I have shown you
the dragon,
but you have
not seen him.
You will not find the
dragon in any dojo.
Experience will
be your teacher.
You must find him
for yourself.
In your own way.
And when you do...
I know.
Then I will have
learned the dragon.
Then you will be a man.
Jeff... There's nothing
here for me, Kim.
There is more
here for you
than you can
see right now.
Don't you start,
too, okay?
I know all about
what I can't see
and can't feel
and can't learn.
Jesus.
I'm sorry.
Hey, you're the last person I
should be talking to like that.
I'll miss you, Kim.
Wherever you are,
my heart will be with you.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Whoops.
You have a lot of
nice things here.
Very old.
Very beautiful.
Cover the back.
THUG: You're going to learn
to work with us, old man.
Right?
Whoa!
Is there a problem here?
(LOW GROWLING)
Guess so.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOT)
(MOANING)
What's goin' on here?
(STRUGGLING)
You all right, Kim?
Better than they are.
They could be worse.
Hey, Terminator,
I don't know where
you came from, but you
better go back.
Those guys are
golden fists.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
It's okay. Let's go.
You're a dead man.
Jimmy, this is
my friend Jeff.
Go get the wood from
out back, please.
What are golden
fists, Kim?
Soldiers for
Korean mafia.
Ah.
I never heard
of 'em before.
You have never
been Korean.
You know, Jeff,
Koreans come to America
because it is the
greatest country.
They work hard,
save money,
become citizens,
open businesses
like mine.
(SIGHS)
But every ship brings rats
along with regular cargo.
Korean mafia comes
to America, too.
Drugs, prostitution,
parasites.
I reject their
drugs, so they come
and smash things up.
Maybe I should
stick around a while,
see if I can't
change their minds, huh?
No. I appreciate
your offer,
but you're an outsider.
They would think I have
hired you for protection.
If they think
they're losing face...
(SIGHS)
Tomorrow, I'll go and talk
to them, explain things.
They'll understand.
It'll be okay.
Jeff.
You look good.
It is nice to
see you again.
It's been such a long time.
I missed you.
Kim... Are you sure
there's nothing I can do?
No need to worry.
Everything will be fine.
MAN: All right.
Hey, bring another
pallet over here.
We gotta finish
the order.
We need that
handcart over here.
(CHUCKLING)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGAUGE)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(CHUCKLING)
(HUMMING)
It's like nothing's
changed here.
Except I'm now one
of my antiques.
(LAUGHS)
Tell me, Jeff, will you
see your family?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Don't get up
on my account.
Young gung ho.
Jimmy Ho.
Look, I'm gonna
go see Uncle Sam.
Are you gonna
be all right?
Yes. Thank you.
Jeff and I have
lots to talk about.
Okay. Goodbye.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Jimmy is a good boy.
He helps out.
I let him stay here
when he needs a place.
Does he remind
you of anyone?
Did I really have
that much of an attitude?
You mean you
don't anymore?
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
It's been a long day.
I'll see you in the morning.
Yeah, why don't you
get some rest.
I think I'm gonna get cleaned
up and maybe go for a walk.
Good night, Jeff.
Good night, Kim.
Jeff.
Yeah?
It's never too
late to come home.
Yeah.
(DOOR SPLINTERING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(STAIRS CREAKING)
Kim!
(SOFTLY) Kim.
No.
(CAR ENGINE STARTING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
MAN:
Nobody home, asshole.
Except us.
Give me your money, sucker!
You heard the man.
I'm gonna cut you,
motherfucker!
Is this what you want?
Huh?
You want this?
You want my money?
You want it? Take it!
ADAM: Excuse me.
WOMAN:
Is Mr. Kim all right?
MAN: Sorry. I don't know a thing.
Please.
Adam Sanders, Wilshire Homicide.
What do you have?
Korean mafia all the way.
Typically clean hit.
Unless Forensics finds
something, we got diddly.
I'd like to work
on the case.
There's no case. No one
down here talks to cops.
The victim was a
friend of mine,
a very close friend.
I'd like to work
on the case.
Tell you what, you get my
lieutenant's okay, it's fine with me.
I'll get it.
Detective?
Yeah.
So, fill me in.
It's a signature execution.
We've seen it before.
It's always connected
to the hiropong network.
Hiropong?
Yeah, it's a
methyl-amphetamine,
it's a bestseller
for the Korean mafia.
Huh.
Who runs that stuff?
(CHUCKLES) I'd be the chief of
the DEA If I knew that one.
I tell you this,
though, whoever
this guy is, he's smart.
I'll get you the records.
Anything else?
Yeah.
Male Caucasian found the body.
Tell me again.
Look, I told you
four times already.
You're gonna
tell me again
and again...
He was around here
yesterday.
Show him pictures if you
think it'll do any good.
Who knows?
He might recognize someone.
Anyway, he's all
you got, Sanders.
What?
Jeff?
Adam.
(EXHALES)
Oh, my God.
ADAM: I know
this seems like
a waste of
time, but, um,
you never know.
Other things, you know,
might turn something up.
It's the last one.
Yeah.
So where are you going?
I thought, uh, we
might go see Dad.
I got some things to take care of.
What things?
Don't ask.
Jeff, just hold
on a minute.
Look, just stay
out of it, kid.
It's for your own good.
Jeff.
What?
Kim was family to
me, too, all right?
You cannot handle
this by yourself,
and what's more,
if you try to,
I do not care if you're
my brother or not,
I'm gonna come
down on you like
a ton of bricks.
Send my regards to Pop.
(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)
MAN: That's it.
That's it.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for someone...
I can't help you.
Know anybody who can?
I guess not.
Hi. I wonder if you
could help me.
I'm looking for a guy.
He's good in tae kwon do.
About 5'8", 150 pounds.
Got a tattoo of a spider
right here. You know him?
Yeah.
Great.
I need to talk to him.
Where is he?
Why don't you go home
before you get hurt?
I wonder if I could
kick your ass.
No.
Not just you.
All three of you.
Are you serious?
Yeah. Are you?
I take on all three of you,
you point me
in the right direction.
Deal?
Full contact.
No protection.
No problem.
This is my dance.
(GRUNTING)
(MEN APPLAUDING)
Come on, white boy.
Let's see what you got.
Get up, get up.
No.
Come on, man, come on.
MAN: Finish him off.
Finish him off.
(CHUCKLING)
Get up.
Get up.
Arghh!
Where is he?
Forget it.
(BONES CRACKING)
(GROANING)
We had a deal.
Talk!
Croc-Pit.
Where?
Croc-Pit club.
He hangs out there.
They all do.
Thanks.
Who said it never
hurt to ask?
(PEOPLE SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Hello. Yes.
I'm Detective Sanders.
I'd like to ask you some questions.
Yes.
Kim. He has a store
across the street.
Kim? Yes.
I'm investigating his...
Kimchi.
No.
Yes. No, uh, Mr. Kim.
I'm investigating
his murder.
Mo-dah?
Yes. I'd like...
Mo-dah.
Thank you for your time.
Keep the change.
Yes.
Have a nice day.
(BELL DINGING)
(CHANTING IN KOREAN)
(DRUM BEATING)
I canvassed
a four-square-block radius
around Kim's store.
No one's saying
anything.
I wish to God I were
back on the street.
I could help you.
You got everything
you need.
You just get
these bastards.
Don't worry, Dad.
We'll get 'em.
ADAM: What happened to you?
Rough night.
Whoa, Jeff, whoa.
You're not gonna go anywhere
until you tell me about the kid.
The kid, Jeff. The one you
left out of your statement,
the one that was living
at Kim's apartment.
We got his clothes. We got
prints all over the place.
We got no I.D. Now, you're
gonna tell me who he is.
I don't know
who you're talking about.
Hey, kid.
That was him, wasn't it?
Great, Jeff.
Thanks a lot, bro.
You just scared off
the one lead I had.
The one lead I had.
Come on.
That kid's from
the street.
He's never gonna
talk to a cop. I know.
You know shit, Jeff.
You know what you're doing?
You're helping those
bastards get away.
Why don't you just
go play with your badge?
Go do your little
police academy bullshit.
You know what?
Kim wouldn't even be dead
if you weren't back in town.
Do you know that?
You're the one
that killed him, Jeff.
This is your goddamn fault!
You gonna shoot
me, Adam?
Huh?
(SAFETY SWITCH CLICKING)
Hey. WOMAN: Oh, my...
Come on, let's go! All right.
Let's go, let's go.
JEFF: Hey.
Haven't I seen you
somewhere before?
You don't belong
here, punk.
(GRUNTING)
(OBJECTS SHATTERING)
Who killed Kim?
Fuck you!
(SHOUTS)
Who killed Kim?
(WOMEN YELPING)
MAN: No!
Take him outside.
(CHIMES TINKLING)
YUNG: Kim was a good man.
He was a friend of mine,
a very good friend.
We spent many happy
moments here in Koreatown.
I want to help.
What can you do?
I have some information.
But not here.
It's not safe. Come.
Please, it is important.
We can talk
privately in here.
Come.
I was going to see Kim
on the day he died.
We had a meeting.
I could have made things
right for him,
except that
I waited too long.
And now my
friend is dead.
And I did nothing
to help him.
(SIGHS)
The man who murdered Kim
must be punished,
and the punishment
must fit the crime.
Tell me what you know.
There are four oyabuns
in Koreatown.
Mafia leaders.
Any one of the three
could have done it.
Yeimei, Otoko, Wo Sam.
What about the fourth?
The fourth oyabun is Yung.
How do you know
Yung didn't do it?
Because I am Yung.
And yet, I can do
nothing, nothing.
If the other
oyabuns learn
that I am seeking vengeance
for my friend's
death, they would
turn against me.
There would be total war
in Koreatown.
Much blood
would be shed.
(SIGHS)
Too much blood.
There's only one person
who can bring about justice
without total war,
and that is an outsider.
Will you do this thing?
You just point the way.
There is a man named Kai.
He's a soldier for hire.
My people have
heard him talking.
I'm sure he knows the man
who ordered Kim's death.
Where is this Kai?
We will find him.
The man on the
right, that's Kai.
(GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
Want to live? A name.
(GAGGING)
Who ordered Kim's death?
(GROANS) Say it!
Sam.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JEFF: Wo Sam.
No, no, I'm sorry.
It's too dangerous.
Wo Sam is very
heavily protected.
Besides, you
don't know him.
Wo Sam is an animal.
He'll do... Hey, we had
an agreement.
YUNG: Wo Sam lives
in the Kokoma hotel.
He owns it.
Everyone there
works for him.
The whole top floor is his.
The only way into
the top floor
is by private elevator
from the garage to,
to the penthouse.
Be careful.
There are guards at the gate,
in the basement, at the top.
(SCOFFS) He's
surrounded at all times.
(ELEVATOR THUDS)
(GRUNTS)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(ELEVATOR DOOR OPENS)
(GRUNTING)
(DOOR LOCK CLICKING)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
(LAUGHING)
(EXTINGUISHER SPRAYING)
Huh?
(SPRAYING STOPS)
What the hell?
Lee? You okay?
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
Anything happens to me,
I'll snap your neck
before I hit the ground.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
If it's money...
I don't want
your money.
You took Kim's life.
Now I'm gonna take yours.
I did not.
You may kill me,
but I will not die
saying a lie.
Well, then,
you'll just die.
JIMMY: Leave him alone!
WO SAM: Stay away. No!
Let him go.
What are you doing?
He killed Kim.
No way.
Sam was Kim's friend.
He's like my uncle.
Sam's been protecting
me from Yung.
Yung?
That's who killed Kim.
(WO SAM SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
Who lied to you?
(SIGHS)
Yung.
A man tells you something
and you invade my home,
try and take my life
in front of the eyes
of my children.
He fingered a
soldier named Kai.
Kai said you did it.
Kai works for Yung.
JEFF: Is that right?
Why should I believe you
more than Yung?
Everybody in Koreatown
knows Yung killed Kim, dick.
Tracy.
WO SAM: Think.
Yung wants me dead,
but he knows
it would start a
war that would
destroy even him,
so he sends an outsider,
an outsider who would do
anything to avenge a friend.
He could never
be blamed.
No evidence. No proof.
Just some crazy stranger.
The perfect weapon.
What will you do now
if I let you go?
Yung and I have some
unfinished business,
and I will finish it.
I'm going with you.
Forget it.
No way. You're gonna
need my help.
You're just a kid.
Who knows how
to find Yung.
No deal.
WO SAM: Excuse me.
You must find Yung
before he can leave for Korea.
Take the boy.
He can help you find him.
You came to
take my life.
You leave with my blessing
and one of my people.
Strange deal.
So how many people
have you killed?
None, kid.
(CHUCKLES) Come on.
We're workin' together,
you can tell me.
Is that what you're
looking forward to?
Killing someone?
Aren't you?
I mean, assuming
we catch this guy,
what choice do we have?
Only one.
JIMMY: You're lucky.
You're lucky Sam
let me help you.
I'm his fastest runner.
I'm the fastest runner this
side of the Pacific Rim.
I know.
I've seen you run.
Hey, how come
you took off
from the funeral
like that
instead of
helping me then?
I wasn't running
from you, brainiac.
I was running from Yung.
He saw me.
Look, Sam's
tough enough,
but Yung, he's
heavy-duty.
Yakuza connections, drugs
and protection only.
He's Koreatown's
hiropong hero,
the mystery man.
Nobody even knows
where he lives.
The only place for sure
where I know he goes
every day is his bank.
That's good
enough for me.
Yeah, but you're
not good enough
for Tanaka,
Yung's bodyguard.
Yung doesn't go
anywhere without him.
Guy's built like
goddamn Godzilla,
and nobody gets near Yung
when Tanaka's around,
that's for shit sure.
Hey, don't swear, kid.
What are you, my mother?
Hey, where is
your mother?
Hey, uh, if we
get split up,
we'll meet back at
the hotel, okay?
Yeah, but you still
didn't answer my question.
She's dead, all right?
How old were you
when she died?
None of your business.
You know, Kim was right.
You do remind
me of someone.
I lost my mom
when I was 10.
So we do have
something in common,
huh, Round-Eye?
Hey, the bank's not
open yet, Sherlock.
Mind tellin' me
where we're going?
To talk to someone.
Who?
A cop.
What? Relax.
It's my brother.
I want you to
talk to him.
Hey, I'm not
talking to no cop.
I want you to tell him
you saw Tanaka.
But I didn't!
Yeah, but you see,
he doesn't know that.
Look, I want you to tell him
you saw Tanaka kill Kim, okay?
Then he's gonna ask if
you'll testify to that,
and I want you
to say yes.
You're dumber
than you look.
I'm not gonna go to no court
and talk to no cop! No way!
That wasn't part
of the deal.
You can drop me
off right here.
Would you just listen
to me for a minute?
If we tell my brother
you saw Tanaka,
then he'll arrest
him at the bank
before anyone knows
what's happening.
So what?
That puts Yung in the back
of the limousine...
Alone.
Oh.
Maybe you're not as dumb
as you look.
ADAM: We're in position
in the bank parking lot.
You guys stay put till the
suspect's inside the bank.
Stay lively, guys. Do you copy?
(POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
OFFICER: Uh, that's
a copy, 18-30.
Jeff?
Yeah?
You know when you wanted
to do this alone,
by yourself?
I mean...
"Let's go find
who killed Kim."
"Let's blow him away."
I wanted to do
the same thing.
I know what
you're feeling.
(SIGHS) And...
I'm really glad that we're
doing this together.
I mean, I never thought
it'd turn out like this,
and it's good.
(HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)
Wake up, dim brains!
There he is!
Target on the scene.
(POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
He's not stopping
at the parking lot.
He's headed for the
drive-through teller.
This is going
down wrong.
I'm gonna pull
alongside, take a look.
(ENGINE STARTING)
All right, Jimmy, I want you
to do exactly what I tell you.
You stay down there
till his window's open,
because I don't want him seeing
you before you can I.D. him.
Don't worry about it.
He won't see me.
TELLER:
Please use the tube.
Thank you.
Have a nice day.
JIMMY: Are we there yet?
No.
Come on. Come on.
(COINS CLATTER)
Oh, Christ! Lady! Jeez!
JEFF: What's happened?
ADAM: We're gonna lose him.
JIMMY: Are we there now?
No, we're definitely
not there now.
(WINDOW WHIRRING)
Come on, lady! Move it!
(SIGHS)
Okay, Jimmy.
JIMMY: Positive
identification.
Shh.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Seat belts!
(POLICE SIRENS BLARING)
18-30.
Suspect's made me.
Switching to control.
18-30. Officer
needs assistance.
187 suspect,
northbound on Harbor.
(HORN HONKING)
Wow! This is cool!
All right,
little brother!
(HORN HONKS)
(POLICE DISPATCH CHATTER)
(HORN HONKS)
We're gonna get
him, Jeff.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
WOMAN: Oh shit!
Oh shit!
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
Shit!
MAN: Come on. You're okay.
Hold it, Willie!
(SIRENS BLARING)
(TANAKA GRUNTING)
Freeze!
(SIRENS APPROACHING)
OFFICER: Let me
see your hands!
Now!
Put your hands on
top of your head.
Now!
Do what he said.
Put 'em up!
Hook him up.
Get back in the car.
JEFF: Stay in the car.
JIMMY: Oh, man.
Jeff! Jeff!
ADAM: Hold your fire!
Me first.
I want him alive.
JEFF: Yung?
(THUMPS CAR) Shit!
This Taser's got
50,000 volts of electricity.
Get to your knees.
Let me see your hands.
I'm gonna light you up!
Adam!
(TASER CRACKLING)
(GRUNTS)
Shit.
(TASER CRACKLING )
(GROANS)
(TANAKA THUDS)
It's clear.
Adam, you're all right.
Of course I am.
All right, have the paramedics
take a look at this guy before
I transport him out of here,
and I'll hook up with you
later at the station.
Look, I need to
tell you something.
Did it, bro.
We got him.
(SIGHS)
I heard you did a
nice job back there.
Real gutsy.
You would have done
the same thing, Tim.
TIM: (SCOFFS)
I don't know.
ADAM: How long you
been on the job?
TIM: Uh, five and
a half months.
(CHUCKLES) Don't worry.
You'll be fine.
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GUNSHOT)
(EXHALES)
Hey.
Hi.
I messed up.
You helped me out.
I didn't come through.
I didn't help you, Adam.
Jimmy didn't see Tanaka
do anything.
I lied.
I didn't know
what Tanaka was.
Except that
he was muscle
for the guy that
killed Kim...
Yung.
He gave the order.
That was Yung's
limousine.
He was supposed to
be in the back.
I used you to
get to Yung.
I didn't want anything
to happen to you, Adam.
I just wanted
Yung so bad,
I wasn't thinking.
Christ, Adam, we're family.
Yeah.
We are.
It's okay.
So what about Yung?
Jeff, you kill Yung,
you throw away
your whole life.
And Jimmy's.
He looks up to you.
Yeah, I know.
Kim was trying
to help him out.
And do you really think Kim
would want you to do this?
There's only one line
between us and them.
And once you cross it,
you can never come back.
So, uh, how is he?
He'll be okay.
Um...
Look, I got to go.
Yeah, you watch
yourself, son.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
I'll be there.
Let's do it!
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
JIMMY: Aw, man. Come on.
What are we doin' up here?
JEFF: Checking things out.
Come on. Let's go!
Let's rock 'n' roll!
Tell me everything
you heard.
I already did.
Tell me again.
Look, Yung brings the stuff he makes
hiropong with down there, okay?
He has guards and workers
all over the place.
JEFF: What about the inside?
JIMMY: It's like a factory,
lots of workers.
A speedboat comes out of this
big ship and picks him up,
takes Yung wherever
he wants to go.
That's how he got
out of the country
last time the cops
tried to bust him.
I'll wait till night.
You stay at the hotel.
If I don't make it out...
You will.
Yeah.
If I don't,
you get ahold of my dad,
Captain Sanders.
You'll be safe with him.
When you get him,
kill him for Kim.
Kill him for me.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
MAN: Drop your
end and move it.
Tell you one damn thing,
if things don't get placed...
Hyah!
(GRUNTS)
You believe it
still works?
(OFFICER GRUNTS)
The boat should
be here by now.
We should go outside.
(ROOF PANEL CREAKING)
MAN 1: They're worth
more than me.
(LAUGHS)
And with good reason.
(WORKERS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
Take my word for it.
(GRUNTING)
MAN 2: Paul, Pierson,
need a hand here.
(GURGLES)
MAN 2: Get Johnny
on it, will you?
MAN 3: Hey, you!
(MAN 3 GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
(SCREAMS)
JEFF: Hold this!
(MAN 3 GROANS)
Thanks.
MAN 4: Got a few
bales down here!
Find that stuff
you were lookin' for?
JEFF: It's break
time, guys.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOTS)
YUNG: (LAUGHS) Not to worry.
We are prepared.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
Are you faster
than a speeding bullet?
Try it, Superman.
I want you to try it.
Come on!
Come on!
(YUNG CHUCKLES MALICIOUSLY)
I'm glad you dropped by.
I was hoping we would have
a chance to say goodbye.
Thanks for extending
the... courtesy.
Brains. This way, Kai.
This way.
(GUNSHOT)
(YUNG GRUNTS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(BONE CRUNCHING)
Wait! Wait!
We, we can talk.
(GASPS) Don't kill me.
Don't kill me. (GRUNTS)
The punishment must
fit the crime.
Who said that? (GRUNTS)
And this is what it feels like
just before you die.
(GAGGING)
(COUGHING)
Get up!
I really wanna kill you.
But you're not worth it.
(YUNG SHOUTS)
(STICKS CLATTER)
No, no...
(SCREAMS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TANAKA LAUGHS)
(SCREAMS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(TANAKA GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(TANAKA SHOUTS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(BELT WHOOSHING)
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(SIRENS BLARING)
Hey, hey!
That's all right. Let him go.
OFFICER: Go, go, go.
Get everybody back.
Oh, man.
Thought you were dead.
(YUNG GAGGING)
Hey, you didn't
kill him.
(YUNG STRUGGLING)
MAN: Hey, Sanders.
Take a water break.
DJ: Hey, they got the power,
and we got the power, too,
right here on FM 109.
Right now, it's 54 big degrees
in downtown Santa Fe,
with a low tonight
of 42 degrees.
It is 8:45...
(TURNS OFF RADIO)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You have plenty of
storage space, Mr. Kwon.
We know you could
use the extra money.
I'm not interested.
You don't understand.
I understand very well
what you people sell.
I don't want
your drugs in my store.
Mr. Kwon...
Please leave.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Hello?
Hey, Kim. It's me, Jeff.
Jeff.
I'm not done
talking to you.
Get out of my store!
THUG: You're a very rude
old man, Mr. Kwon.
KIM: Leave now.
Kim, what...
What's going on?
Do you think I came here
to ask you a favor?
You should be more respectful
of our organization.
(DIAL TONE)
Kim...
You're going to
work with us.
You have no choice.
See you later, old man.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
CARL: This is the
third time this week
I've had to pick him
up at the station.
I can't keep
him in school.
His temper is getting
worse and worse.
I can't even talk
to my own son.
I don't know what the
hell's wrong with him.
He took his mother's death
pretty hard, Carl.
CARL: Kim, we all did.
He's the only one
walking around
with a chip on
his shoulder.
You don't see Adam
acting like that, do you?
KIM: Adam is too young
to remember Elaine.
CARL: All I know is he's headed
for some serious trouble.
Shh.
CARL: I'm thinking of enrolling
him in a military school,
one that specializes
in discipline.
KIM: Doesn't sound
so special.
Besides, we both remember our
experiences in the military.
Christ, Kim, it's not like
I don't love him anymore.
It's just I cannot
handle him.
KIM: There is another
school he might try.
Instead of discipline,
it teaches
self-discipline.
It might help Jeff
control his energy.
It's called Kenpo school.
It's not one of those new
hippie schools, is it?
No, Carl. Old school.
2,000 years old.
Jeff, this is Master Lo.
(JEFF GIGGLING)
Pass it down.
(ALL GRUNTING)
Jennifer.
MASTER LO:
Kenpo is a combination
of ancient fighting techniques
and modern scientific
principles,
an unending flow of motion,
a force which can
overwhelm any attacker.
Every move creates
a specific reaction
in your opponent.
Each reaction leads you
to your next move.
Every strike is a block,
every block, a strike.
Each move flows
into the next.
This logical and sequential
flow of action
is the essence of Kenpo.
Kenpo can be the most lethal
of the martial arts.
To control the
power of Kenpo,
you must first
control yourself.
Train your spirit
as you train your body,
developing inner
strength, balance,
and harmony as you learn.
The master of Kenpo
is more than an
expert in Karate.
He is a martial artist.
He is the master
of himself.
MAN: Yellow 19.
Yellow 19.
Ready, set...
GIRLS: (CHANTING CHEER) Let's
go, let's go, let's go
All right. Yeah.
Yo, tinkerbells.
Off the field.
It's our field,
too, meathead.
Say what?
Hey, let's just forget
about it, okay?
No, no, no, no. Let's
not forget about it.
Why don't you just
do what I said?
Off the field or I'll shove
that pole up your ass.
Try it.
Come on. Let's go.
You're not gonna let butt-head
get away with it, are you?
Adam, I said let's go.
It's not worth it.
ERICKSON: It's not worth it?
What's that supposed to mean?
It means he can
kick your ass.
(LAUGHS)
You can kick my ass?
ADAM: With one foot.
PLAYER: One foot, Erickson.
JEFF: Let's go.
Oh, we're not done.
I think we are.
Well, I guess he'd just rather
play with his pole, then.
(PLAYERS LAUGHING)
You little shit.
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
PLAYER 1: Hey, Erickson.
What happened?
PLAYER 2: I don't know.
PLAYER 3: Hey, check it out.
Over here.
PLAYER 4: Get up, man.
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
GIRL: What happened?
PLAYER 5: Hey, Erickson.
Call an ambulance. Now!
PLAYER 6: Amazing.
GIRL: Let me through.
PLAYER 7: Come on, Erickson.
Get up.
CARL: What the hell
do you think you were doing?
JEFF: The guy hit Adam.
CARL: That's no excuse
for what you did.
You tried to
kill that kid.
I didn't.
By pure luck,
you didn't.
Had no goddamn idea what
you were doin', did you?
You were totally out of
control, weren't you?
I sent you to Kenpo school
to control your
temper, and this is
what you've learned?
You haven't changed.
The only thing
that's different is
now you're dangerous.
I want you out
of my house.
What do you mean?
Someday, you're
gonna kill somebody.
I don't want Adam
around to see it.
I want you away from Adam.
He got hurt today,
because he's tryin'
to prove to you
how tough he is,
'cause he wants
to be like you.
Well, he's not like you
and I don't want him
to be like you,
so you stay the hell away from him.
But, Dad...
I want you out of my house,
and I want you away from Adam.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
I'll just stay the hell
away from everyone.
You have learned only half
of what I teach, Jeff.
You're strong,
you're quick,
but you're only a tiger,
not a dragon.
The tiger does
not think,
therefore, it
cannot act.
It can only react, respond.
A tiger is strong
and fearless,
but it cannot
initiate action.
That is the difference
between man and tiger.
Tiger is what I know.
The dragon is
also very strong,
but full of wisdom.
The dragon fears what
its strength can do.
This is the tiger.
This is the dragon.
Dragon always
has a choice,
a tiger, never.
I have shown you
the dragon,
but you have
not seen him.
You will not find the
dragon in any dojo.
Experience will
be your teacher.
You must find him
for yourself.
In your own way.
And when you do...
I know.
Then I will have
learned the dragon.
Then you will be a man.
Jeff... There's nothing
here for me, Kim.
There is more
here for you
than you can
see right now.
Don't you start,
too, okay?
I know all about
what I can't see
and can't feel
and can't learn.
Jesus.
I'm sorry.
Hey, you're the last person I
should be talking to like that.
I'll miss you, Kim.
Wherever you are,
my heart will be with you.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Whoops.
You have a lot of
nice things here.
Very old.
Very beautiful.
Cover the back.
THUG: You're going to learn
to work with us, old man.
Right?
Whoa!
Is there a problem here?
(LOW GROWLING)
Guess so.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOT)
(MOANING)
What's goin' on here?
(STRUGGLING)
You all right, Kim?
Better than they are.
They could be worse.
Hey, Terminator,
I don't know where
you came from, but you
better go back.
Those guys are
golden fists.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
It's okay. Let's go.
You're a dead man.
Jimmy, this is
my friend Jeff.
Go get the wood from
out back, please.
What are golden
fists, Kim?
Soldiers for
Korean mafia.
Ah.
I never heard
of 'em before.
You have never
been Korean.
You know, Jeff,
Koreans come to America
because it is the
greatest country.
They work hard,
save money,
become citizens,
open businesses
like mine.
(SIGHS)
But every ship brings rats
along with regular cargo.
Korean mafia comes
to America, too.
Drugs, prostitution,
parasites.
I reject their
drugs, so they come
and smash things up.
Maybe I should
stick around a while,
see if I can't
change their minds, huh?
No. I appreciate
your offer,
but you're an outsider.
They would think I have
hired you for protection.
If they think
they're losing face...
(SIGHS)
Tomorrow, I'll go and talk
to them, explain things.
They'll understand.
It'll be okay.
Jeff.
You look good.
It is nice to
see you again.
It's been such a long time.
I missed you.
Kim... Are you sure
there's nothing I can do?
No need to worry.
Everything will be fine.
MAN: All right.
Hey, bring another
pallet over here.
We gotta finish
the order.
We need that
handcart over here.
(CHUCKLING)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGAUGE)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(CHUCKLING)
(HUMMING)
It's like nothing's
changed here.
Except I'm now one
of my antiques.
(LAUGHS)
Tell me, Jeff, will you
see your family?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Don't get up
on my account.
Young gung ho.
Jimmy Ho.
Look, I'm gonna
go see Uncle Sam.
Are you gonna
be all right?
Yes. Thank you.
Jeff and I have
lots to talk about.
Okay. Goodbye.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Jimmy is a good boy.
He helps out.
I let him stay here
when he needs a place.
Does he remind
you of anyone?
Did I really have
that much of an attitude?
You mean you
don't anymore?
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
It's been a long day.
I'll see you in the morning.
Yeah, why don't you
get some rest.
I think I'm gonna get cleaned
up and maybe go for a walk.
Good night, Jeff.
Good night, Kim.
Jeff.
Yeah?
It's never too
late to come home.
Yeah.
(DOOR SPLINTERING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(STAIRS CREAKING)
Kim!
(SOFTLY) Kim.
No.
(CAR ENGINE STARTING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
MAN:
Nobody home, asshole.
Except us.
Give me your money, sucker!
You heard the man.
I'm gonna cut you,
motherfucker!
Is this what you want?
Huh?
You want this?
You want my money?
You want it? Take it!
ADAM: Excuse me.
WOMAN:
Is Mr. Kim all right?
MAN: Sorry. I don't know a thing.
Please.
Adam Sanders, Wilshire Homicide.
What do you have?
Korean mafia all the way.
Typically clean hit.
Unless Forensics finds
something, we got diddly.
I'd like to work
on the case.
There's no case. No one
down here talks to cops.
The victim was a
friend of mine,
a very close friend.
I'd like to work
on the case.
Tell you what, you get my
lieutenant's okay, it's fine with me.
I'll get it.
Detective?
Yeah.
So, fill me in.
It's a signature execution.
We've seen it before.
It's always connected
to the hiropong network.
Hiropong?
Yeah, it's a
methyl-amphetamine,
it's a bestseller
for the Korean mafia.
Huh.
Who runs that stuff?
(CHUCKLES) I'd be the chief of
the DEA If I knew that one.
I tell you this,
though, whoever
this guy is, he's smart.
I'll get you the records.
Anything else?
Yeah.
Male Caucasian found the body.
Tell me again.
Look, I told you
four times already.
You're gonna
tell me again
and again...
He was around here
yesterday.
Show him pictures if you
think it'll do any good.
Who knows?
He might recognize someone.
Anyway, he's all
you got, Sanders.
What?
Jeff?
Adam.
(EXHALES)
Oh, my God.
ADAM: I know
this seems like
a waste of
time, but, um,
you never know.
Other things, you know,
might turn something up.
It's the last one.
Yeah.
So where are you going?
I thought, uh, we
might go see Dad.
I got some things to take care of.
What things?
Don't ask.
Jeff, just hold
on a minute.
Look, just stay
out of it, kid.
It's for your own good.
Jeff.
What?
Kim was family to
me, too, all right?
You cannot handle
this by yourself,
and what's more,
if you try to,
I do not care if you're
my brother or not,
I'm gonna come
down on you like
a ton of bricks.
Send my regards to Pop.
(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)
MAN: That's it.
That's it.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for someone...
I can't help you.
Know anybody who can?
I guess not.
Hi. I wonder if you
could help me.
I'm looking for a guy.
He's good in tae kwon do.
About 5'8", 150 pounds.
Got a tattoo of a spider
right here. You know him?
Yeah.
Great.
I need to talk to him.
Where is he?
Why don't you go home
before you get hurt?
I wonder if I could
kick your ass.
No.
Not just you.
All three of you.
Are you serious?
Yeah. Are you?
I take on all three of you,
you point me
in the right direction.
Deal?
Full contact.
No protection.
No problem.
This is my dance.
(GRUNTING)
(MEN APPLAUDING)
Come on, white boy.
Let's see what you got.
Get up, get up.
No.
Come on, man, come on.
MAN: Finish him off.
Finish him off.
(CHUCKLING)
Get up.
Get up.
Arghh!
Where is he?
Forget it.
(BONES CRACKING)
(GROANING)
We had a deal.
Talk!
Croc-Pit.
Where?
Croc-Pit club.
He hangs out there.
They all do.
Thanks.
Who said it never
hurt to ask?
(PEOPLE SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Hello. Yes.
I'm Detective Sanders.
I'd like to ask you some questions.
Yes.
Kim. He has a store
across the street.
Kim? Yes.
I'm investigating his...
Kimchi.
No.
Yes. No, uh, Mr. Kim.
I'm investigating
his murder.
Mo-dah?
Yes. I'd like...
Mo-dah.
Thank you for your time.
Keep the change.
Yes.
Have a nice day.
(BELL DINGING)
(CHANTING IN KOREAN)
(DRUM BEATING)
I canvassed
a four-square-block radius
around Kim's store.
No one's saying
anything.
I wish to God I were
back on the street.
I could help you.
You got everything
you need.
You just get
these bastards.
Don't worry, Dad.
We'll get 'em.
ADAM: What happened to you?
Rough night.
Whoa, Jeff, whoa.
You're not gonna go anywhere
until you tell me about the kid.
The kid, Jeff. The one you
left out of your statement,
the one that was living
at Kim's apartment.
We got his clothes. We got
prints all over the place.
We got no I.D. Now, you're
gonna tell me who he is.
I don't know
who you're talking about.
Hey, kid.
That was him, wasn't it?
Great, Jeff.
Thanks a lot, bro.
You just scared off
the one lead I had.
The one lead I had.
Come on.
That kid's from
the street.
He's never gonna
talk to a cop. I know.
You know shit, Jeff.
You know what you're doing?
You're helping those
bastards get away.
Why don't you just
go play with your badge?
Go do your little
police academy bullshit.
You know what?
Kim wouldn't even be dead
if you weren't back in town.
Do you know that?
You're the one
that killed him, Jeff.
This is your goddamn fault!
You gonna shoot
me, Adam?
Huh?
(SAFETY SWITCH CLICKING)
Hey. WOMAN: Oh, my...
Come on, let's go! All right.
Let's go, let's go.
JEFF: Hey.
Haven't I seen you
somewhere before?
You don't belong
here, punk.
(GRUNTING)
(OBJECTS SHATTERING)
Who killed Kim?
Fuck you!
(SHOUTS)
Who killed Kim?
(WOMEN YELPING)
MAN: No!
Take him outside.
(CHIMES TINKLING)
YUNG: Kim was a good man.
He was a friend of mine,
a very good friend.
We spent many happy
moments here in Koreatown.
I want to help.
What can you do?
I have some information.
But not here.
It's not safe. Come.
Please, it is important.
We can talk
privately in here.
Come.
I was going to see Kim
on the day he died.
We had a meeting.
I could have made things
right for him,
except that
I waited too long.
And now my
friend is dead.
And I did nothing
to help him.
(SIGHS)
The man who murdered Kim
must be punished,
and the punishment
must fit the crime.
Tell me what you know.
There are four oyabuns
in Koreatown.
Mafia leaders.
Any one of the three
could have done it.
Yeimei, Otoko, Wo Sam.
What about the fourth?
The fourth oyabun is Yung.
How do you know
Yung didn't do it?
Because I am Yung.
And yet, I can do
nothing, nothing.
If the other
oyabuns learn
that I am seeking vengeance
for my friend's
death, they would
turn against me.
There would be total war
in Koreatown.
Much blood
would be shed.
(SIGHS)
Too much blood.
There's only one person
who can bring about justice
without total war,
and that is an outsider.
Will you do this thing?
You just point the way.
There is a man named Kai.
He's a soldier for hire.
My people have
heard him talking.
I'm sure he knows the man
who ordered Kim's death.
Where is this Kai?
We will find him.
The man on the
right, that's Kai.
(GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
Want to live? A name.
(GAGGING)
Who ordered Kim's death?
(GROANS) Say it!
Sam.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JEFF: Wo Sam.
No, no, I'm sorry.
It's too dangerous.
Wo Sam is very
heavily protected.
Besides, you
don't know him.
Wo Sam is an animal.
He'll do... Hey, we had
an agreement.
YUNG: Wo Sam lives
in the Kokoma hotel.
He owns it.
Everyone there
works for him.
The whole top floor is his.
The only way into
the top floor
is by private elevator
from the garage to,
to the penthouse.
Be careful.
There are guards at the gate,
in the basement, at the top.
(SCOFFS) He's
surrounded at all times.
(ELEVATOR THUDS)
(GRUNTS)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(ELEVATOR DOOR OPENS)
(GRUNTING)
(DOOR LOCK CLICKING)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
(LAUGHING)
(EXTINGUISHER SPRAYING)
Huh?
(SPRAYING STOPS)
What the hell?
Lee? You okay?
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
Anything happens to me,
I'll snap your neck
before I hit the ground.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
If it's money...
I don't want
your money.
You took Kim's life.
Now I'm gonna take yours.
I did not.
You may kill me,
but I will not die
saying a lie.
Well, then,
you'll just die.
JIMMY: Leave him alone!
WO SAM: Stay away. No!
Let him go.
What are you doing?
He killed Kim.
No way.
Sam was Kim's friend.
He's like my uncle.
Sam's been protecting
me from Yung.
Yung?
That's who killed Kim.
(WO SAM SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
Who lied to you?
(SIGHS)
Yung.
A man tells you something
and you invade my home,
try and take my life
in front of the eyes
of my children.
He fingered a
soldier named Kai.
Kai said you did it.
Kai works for Yung.
JEFF: Is that right?
Why should I believe you
more than Yung?
Everybody in Koreatown
knows Yung killed Kim, dick.
Tracy.
WO SAM: Think.
Yung wants me dead,
but he knows
it would start a
war that would
destroy even him,
so he sends an outsider,
an outsider who would do
anything to avenge a friend.
He could never
be blamed.
No evidence. No proof.
Just some crazy stranger.
The perfect weapon.
What will you do now
if I let you go?
Yung and I have some
unfinished business,
and I will finish it.
I'm going with you.
Forget it.
No way. You're gonna
need my help.
You're just a kid.
Who knows how
to find Yung.
No deal.
WO SAM: Excuse me.
You must find Yung
before he can leave for Korea.
Take the boy.
He can help you find him.
You came to
take my life.
You leave with my blessing
and one of my people.
Strange deal.
So how many people
have you killed?
None, kid.
(CHUCKLES) Come on.
We're workin' together,
you can tell me.
Is that what you're
looking forward to?
Killing someone?
Aren't you?
I mean, assuming
we catch this guy,
what choice do we have?
Only one.
JIMMY: You're lucky.
You're lucky Sam
let me help you.
I'm his fastest runner.
I'm the fastest runner this
side of the Pacific Rim.
I know.
I've seen you run.
Hey, how come
you took off
from the funeral
like that
instead of
helping me then?
I wasn't running
from you, brainiac.
I was running from Yung.
He saw me.
Look, Sam's
tough enough,
but Yung, he's
heavy-duty.
Yakuza connections, drugs
and protection only.
He's Koreatown's
hiropong hero,
the mystery man.
Nobody even knows
where he lives.
The only place for sure
where I know he goes
every day is his bank.
That's good
enough for me.
Yeah, but you're
not good enough
for Tanaka,
Yung's bodyguard.
Yung doesn't go
anywhere without him.
Guy's built like
goddamn Godzilla,
and nobody gets near Yung
when Tanaka's around,
that's for shit sure.
Hey, don't swear, kid.
What are you, my mother?
Hey, where is
your mother?
Hey, uh, if we
get split up,
we'll meet back at
the hotel, okay?
Yeah, but you still
didn't answer my question.
She's dead, all right?
How old were you
when she died?
None of your business.
You know, Kim was right.
You do remind
me of someone.
I lost my mom
when I was 10.
So we do have
something in common,
huh, Round-Eye?
Hey, the bank's not
open yet, Sherlock.
Mind tellin' me
where we're going?
To talk to someone.
Who?
A cop.
What? Relax.
It's my brother.
I want you to
talk to him.
Hey, I'm not
talking to no cop.
I want you to tell him
you saw Tanaka.
But I didn't!
Yeah, but you see,
he doesn't know that.
Look, I want you to tell him
you saw Tanaka kill Kim, okay?
Then he's gonna ask if
you'll testify to that,
and I want you
to say yes.
You're dumber
than you look.
I'm not gonna go to no court
and talk to no cop! No way!
That wasn't part
of the deal.
You can drop me
off right here.
Would you just listen
to me for a minute?
If we tell my brother
you saw Tanaka,
then he'll arrest
him at the bank
before anyone knows
what's happening.
So what?
That puts Yung in the back
of the limousine...
Alone.
Oh.
Maybe you're not as dumb
as you look.
ADAM: We're in position
in the bank parking lot.
You guys stay put till the
suspect's inside the bank.
Stay lively, guys. Do you copy?
(POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
OFFICER: Uh, that's
a copy, 18-30.
Jeff?
Yeah?
You know when you wanted
to do this alone,
by yourself?
I mean...
"Let's go find
who killed Kim."
"Let's blow him away."
I wanted to do
the same thing.
I know what
you're feeling.
(SIGHS) And...
I'm really glad that we're
doing this together.
I mean, I never thought
it'd turn out like this,
and it's good.
(HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)
Wake up, dim brains!
There he is!
Target on the scene.
(POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
He's not stopping
at the parking lot.
He's headed for the
drive-through teller.
This is going
down wrong.
I'm gonna pull
alongside, take a look.
(ENGINE STARTING)
All right, Jimmy, I want you
to do exactly what I tell you.
You stay down there
till his window's open,
because I don't want him seeing
you before you can I.D. him.
Don't worry about it.
He won't see me.
TELLER:
Please use the tube.
Thank you.
Have a nice day.
JIMMY: Are we there yet?
No.
Come on. Come on.
(COINS CLATTER)
Oh, Christ! Lady! Jeez!
JEFF: What's happened?
ADAM: We're gonna lose him.
JIMMY: Are we there now?
No, we're definitely
not there now.
(WINDOW WHIRRING)
Come on, lady! Move it!
(SIGHS)
Okay, Jimmy.
JIMMY: Positive
identification.
Shh.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Seat belts!
(POLICE SIRENS BLARING)
18-30.
Suspect's made me.
Switching to control.
18-30. Officer
needs assistance.
187 suspect,
northbound on Harbor.
(HORN HONKING)
Wow! This is cool!
All right,
little brother!
(HORN HONKS)
(POLICE DISPATCH CHATTER)
(HORN HONKS)
We're gonna get
him, Jeff.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
WOMAN: Oh shit!
Oh shit!
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
Shit!
MAN: Come on. You're okay.
Hold it, Willie!
(SIRENS BLARING)
(TANAKA GRUNTING)
Freeze!
(SIRENS APPROACHING)
OFFICER: Let me
see your hands!
Now!
Put your hands on
top of your head.
Now!
Do what he said.
Put 'em up!
Hook him up.
Get back in the car.
JEFF: Stay in the car.
JIMMY: Oh, man.
Jeff! Jeff!
ADAM: Hold your fire!
Me first.
I want him alive.
JEFF: Yung?
(THUMPS CAR) Shit!
This Taser's got
50,000 volts of electricity.
Get to your knees.
Let me see your hands.
I'm gonna light you up!
Adam!
(TASER CRACKLING)
(GRUNTS)
Shit.
(TASER CRACKLING )
(GROANS)
(TANAKA THUDS)
It's clear.
Adam, you're all right.
Of course I am.
All right, have the paramedics
take a look at this guy before
I transport him out of here,
and I'll hook up with you
later at the station.
Look, I need to
tell you something.
Did it, bro.
We got him.
(SIGHS)
I heard you did a
nice job back there.
Real gutsy.
You would have done
the same thing, Tim.
TIM: (SCOFFS)
I don't know.
ADAM: How long you
been on the job?
TIM: Uh, five and
a half months.
(CHUCKLES) Don't worry.
You'll be fine.
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GUNSHOT)
(EXHALES)
Hey.
Hi.
I messed up.
You helped me out.
I didn't come through.
I didn't help you, Adam.
Jimmy didn't see Tanaka
do anything.
I lied.
I didn't know
what Tanaka was.
Except that
he was muscle
for the guy that
killed Kim...
Yung.
He gave the order.
That was Yung's
limousine.
He was supposed to
be in the back.
I used you to
get to Yung.
I didn't want anything
to happen to you, Adam.
I just wanted
Yung so bad,
I wasn't thinking.
Christ, Adam, we're family.
Yeah.
We are.
It's okay.
So what about Yung?
Jeff, you kill Yung,
you throw away
your whole life.
And Jimmy's.
He looks up to you.
Yeah, I know.
Kim was trying
to help him out.
And do you really think Kim
would want you to do this?
There's only one line
between us and them.
And once you cross it,
you can never come back.
So, uh, how is he?
He'll be okay.
Um...
Look, I got to go.
Yeah, you watch
yourself, son.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
I'll be there.
Let's do it!
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
JIMMY: Aw, man. Come on.
What are we doin' up here?
JEFF: Checking things out.
Come on. Let's go!
Let's rock 'n' roll!
Tell me everything
you heard.
I already did.
Tell me again.
Look, Yung brings the stuff he makes
hiropong with down there, okay?
He has guards and workers
all over the place.
JEFF: What about the inside?
JIMMY: It's like a factory,
lots of workers.
A speedboat comes out of this
big ship and picks him up,
takes Yung wherever
he wants to go.
That's how he got
out of the country
last time the cops
tried to bust him.
I'll wait till night.
You stay at the hotel.
If I don't make it out...
You will.
Yeah.
If I don't,
you get ahold of my dad,
Captain Sanders.
You'll be safe with him.
When you get him,
kill him for Kim.
Kill him for me.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
MAN: Drop your
end and move it.
Tell you one damn thing,
if things don't get placed...
Hyah!
(GRUNTS)
You believe it
still works?
(OFFICER GRUNTS)
The boat should
be here by now.
We should go outside.
(ROOF PANEL CREAKING)
MAN 1: They're worth
more than me.
(LAUGHS)
And with good reason.
(WORKERS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
Take my word for it.
(GRUNTING)
MAN 2: Paul, Pierson,
need a hand here.
(GURGLES)
MAN 2: Get Johnny
on it, will you?
MAN 3: Hey, you!
(MAN 3 GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
(SCREAMS)
JEFF: Hold this!
(MAN 3 GROANS)
Thanks.
MAN 4: Got a few
bales down here!
Find that stuff
you were lookin' for?
JEFF: It's break
time, guys.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOTS)
YUNG: (LAUGHS) Not to worry.
We are prepared.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
Are you faster
than a speeding bullet?
Try it, Superman.
I want you to try it.
Come on!
Come on!
(YUNG CHUCKLES MALICIOUSLY)
I'm glad you dropped by.
I was hoping we would have
a chance to say goodbye.
Thanks for extending
the... courtesy.
Brains. This way, Kai.
This way.
(GUNSHOT)
(YUNG GRUNTS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(BONE CRUNCHING)
Wait! Wait!
We, we can talk.
(GASPS) Don't kill me.
Don't kill me. (GRUNTS)
The punishment must
fit the crime.
Who said that? (GRUNTS)
And this is what it feels like
just before you die.
(GAGGING)
(COUGHING)
Get up!
I really wanna kill you.
But you're not worth it.
(YUNG SHOUTS)
(STICKS CLATTER)
No, no...
(SCREAMS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TANAKA LAUGHS)
(SCREAMS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(TANAKA GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(TANAKA SHOUTS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(BELT WHOOSHING)
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(SIRENS BLARING)
Hey, hey!
That's all right. Let him go.
OFFICER: Go, go, go.
Get everybody back.
Oh, man.
Thought you were dead.
(YUNG GAGGING)
Hey, you didn't
kill him.
(YUNG STRUGGLING)