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Fukienese Dragons not funny now, huh?!
According to police, the Fukienese Dragons...
the newest entity on the Chinatown crime scene...
are headed by 20-year-old Bobby Vu...
from the Fukien province of China.
Sources say the bombing and the execution...
of a known Tong soldier are the latest chapter...
in a power struggle between...
the Fukienese Dragons youth gang...
and the Tong-run Tongfon Benevolent Association...
believed to be headed by...
Local businessman Benjamin Wong...
known in the neighborhood as Uncle Benny...
along with his lieutenant, Henry Lee.
Fuck you.
Learned some English. Good for you.
What the fuck?!
English?
Good. What do they call you?
Jack.
I can't hear you.
Tell Bobby Vu his time is running out in Chinatown.
In the history of the 15th precinct...
few officers have done more to serve and protect...
the public of this great city...
than Lieutenant Nicholas Chen.
Lieutenant,for bravery in the line of fire...
and for bringing to justice...
those responsible for the Chinatown bombings...
the people of New York thank you...
and present you with this commendation.
Let your brothers die, huh?
Are you Fukienese Dragon?
Yes! Fukienese Dragon.
Avenge your brothers. OK?
Kill that cop.
Everybody works tonight.
We are visiting Ginzu Massage.
My kind of raid.
Found another young pretty in a Dumpster.
Anybody I know?
Did a two-hour sweep. No one would speak to me.
Try breath mints.
The two who found the body...
say they didn't see, hear, or smell anything.
What's new?
Daniel Wallace.
I was assigned to this unit.
You know the Chinese don't trust whites or cops.
You give me a white cop?
You've been squawking about more man power?
They want more ethnic diversity in each squad. Bing.
You get a white face in A.G.U.
He's worse than white. He's green!
Good. You school him, then.
So he can get me killed?
It's your fault he's here in the first place.
My fault?
A freakin' tourist gets blown up in our own backyard...
and it was on your watch!
Mayor's on television talkin' about it.
Police commissioner's promising safe streets in Chinatown...
Christ, it was even on Nightline.
So, if puttin' a white cop in the Asian gang unit...
makes them happy and gets them off my back...
fine and dandy.
Now get outta here.
Do something about those whores turning up in Dumpsters.
It's an embarrassment.
Are you still here?
Why does a white cop request the Asian gang unit?
Detective's shield. Extra eight grand a year.
A chance to work with you.
Uh-oh, yellow fever.
You got a hard-on for all things Chinese, right?
Food, customs, women?
I bet you got a Chinese girlfriend, don't ya?
Actually, no, I don't.
But you did.
Are we all gonna exchange our sexual histories here?
I knew it. Yellow fuckin' fever.
Junior's here to walk the street...
and get his wick licked by a nice almond-eyed beauty.
I'm here so Chinese immigrants don't have to live 30 a room...
work 20 hours a day makin' close to slave wages.
Why do you give a shit about the Chinese immigrants?
I'm a cop. I give a shit about enforcing the law.
So, what's your plan to save the yellow people?
Same as in every other organized crime operation in the city...
bust the street soldiers every time we see them...
work our way up the food chain to the council...
cramp them with surveillance and sting operations...
and keep climbing all the way to Benjamin Wong.
This ain't every other organized crime operation in the city.
We work cases,junior.
Keep the tourists safe.
Violence spills in the street, we break heads.
You don't change Chinatown, boy.
It changes you.
I'm ready to give it a shot. That's why I'm here, sir.
All right.
Don't make plans tonight.
Why not?
'Cause we're going on a panty raid.
Never know how a guy getting his dick rubbed...
is gonna react when you charge in the room.
So keep your eyes sharp and your Glock cocked.
Don't try to feel any Chinese titties, you little pervert.
Hey, boy... stay down there.
Go on.
Police!
We've got eight maybe.
-The place is secured? -Hold on a second.
Deng, see if you can find any files back there.
John, take 'em down. Otis will help you.
Come on.
Come on, ladies.
Want me to take her for ya?
Always throw back the smallest fish of the day.
Let's go.
Jump!
Fire your weapon!
The Fukienese!
Damn.
I'm out on three!
One, two... three!
Stop!
Come on! We've had it!
Drop your weapon! Drop it!
Hands to the wall!
Stupid Fukienese!
You're late.
Ung! Get me the car.
Bobby Vu!
You want some?!
Fukienese Dragon.
Beef intestine noodles. Want some?
Want to be a Chinese, you got to eat the nasty stuff.
You saved my life last night.
Part of my job.
Hey, man, I still want to say thanks.
That said, I heard you paid a visit to Bobby Vu.
I tightened up, but I didn't find my badge...
in a freakin' Crackerjack box. I earned it.
You study Chinese, so you know what it means I saved your life.
It means my life is yours to do with as you wish.
That's right. So here's my advice--
quit before you end up dead.
If you don't want to work with me, fine.
Let me do my own investigation.
Don't keep me from my work. Like it or not, I'm a cop.
You a cop?
You're playing cop.
Playing? Playing's driving past shit...
pretending you didn't even see it.
That's what playing is.
You got something to say? Say it.
Why don't I show you?
Cops! Get out of here!
Police, freeze!
Freeze!
What do we have here?
Hands behind your back.
You're under arrest.
FBI.
I want each one of these guys in different rooms...now!
Each guy in different rooms, right now.
Can I talk to you, please?
What's up, Pete?
Nothing.
Only that you assholes just arrested...
a federal agent working undercover with the Tongs.
Nice work, junior.
I made the arrest.
Well, goody for you.
So tell me, Einstein, what am I supposed to do now?
What do I do?
Put a federal agent in jail to maintain his cover?
What do I do? Let him go?
We put him back on the street...
everyone in Chinatown will think he cut a deal with you...
and he'll be dead inside an hour.
So what should I do?
Do a better job of keeping us informed.
-Hear, hear. -Right.
Confidential undercover assignment...
key word being "confidential..."
which nothing in this 15th precinct is. Nothing.
Relax, Pete. We lost the drugs, no evidence.
They can all go.
All right, all right.
Three hours, slap the shit out of them, let them go.
I want everything on the Ginzu raid by today...
and keep that dipshit on a leash.
You take care of your people, I'll take care of mine.
Which one's FBI?
The Chinese one.
Do you want to eat this with soy sauce?
Cough up the cash, junior.
Knuckleheads buy all rounds.
Blow me.
That's it, show a little piss and vinegar.
So your first bust was a federal agent...
and a senior fed bit off a giant piece of your ass.
So why did the FBI want the info on the Ginzu raid?
It was their raid.
They use us so nobody knows it's the FBI.
Mostly, they use us because they are lazy shits.
Last summer we grabbed a Vietnamese gang...
bringing in heroin by the boatload.
Who swoops in last minute to get the credit?
Yourfriend, Schabacker of the FBI.
Now they have agent working undercover inside the Tongs.
We find the agent, see what he's got going.
When the time is right, we make the bust...
and pull the case right out from under them.
You speak Chinese?
Doesn't everybody in Chinatown?
Danny Wallace...Henry Lee.
You gentlemen are partners?
Are we?
Cagney and Lacey.
Chinatown needs more police.
I hope you find a home here.
I think you'll discover that Chinese are warm and generous.
I hope to see much of you in the coming weeks.
Enjoy.
He's Tong.
That's why it's Krystal and not Astifucking Spumanti.
It is very dangerous to approach a white policeman.
We cannot risk exposing our other ties in the department.
That's why, Uncle, we must approach Wallace.
He could compromise Chen...
at a time when he's our best weapon against the Fukes.
We need him with us to save Ga Chen's position.
Besides, to the NYPD...
Chen is Chinese first and a cop second.
Chen can take care of himself. He knows what we need of him.
He knows what he hears in the 15th.
A white officer with ears outside the precinct.
We could let Chen test the waters.
What do you want?
I liked your partner.
I think he could help us.
He could hurt us more.
Afraid of competition?
Afraid of piquing the kid's interest.
You know who else is a dirty cop.
Uncle Benny feels he might poke his nose...
in places a Chinese cop wouldn't.
I can handle him.
As a fuse, he might be an asset against the Fukes...
since you don't seem to be doing much, eh?
I will take care of the Fukes.
The kid's a short-time. Leave him alone.
I didn't realize you had such maternal instincts.
Uncle Benny wants you to speak with him.
This costs one dollar to make...
and some fool will pay hundreds for it.
It's amazing how easy it is for some people...
to overestimate worth.
Don't overestimate yours.
Talk to him.
-Who's in the bin? -The invisible woman.
No ID, no prints, no nothing.
Thought you liked Chinese food, junior.
Shut up.
Let's go. I need about 50 coffees.
We're not going to investigate this?
-We just did. -What are you talking about?
Tell our partner what we learned.
Deceased is an illegal, straight off the boat.
Probably less than a week.
There's two bills Chinese under the oysters by her spleen.
She finds her passage over was twice what she thought.
She can't pay and doesn't like working as a prostitute...
so she ends up here.
No family, no friends, no witnesses.
No sense wasting taxpayers' money.
What, so case closed?
Take a walk with Deng.
-See if anybody knows anything. -Sure.
Let's go.
-Careful. -OK. Go ahead.
-What the fuck, man?! -Easy, Jackaroo!
Detective Chen is now able to identify the shooter...
who got away from the lamp store.
Unless you can do something for me.
I want Bobby Vu.
He'd kill me.
The alternative to helping us is 10 to 20 in Sing Sing.
And that's got to hurt...
especially for somebody 98 pounds soaking wet.
No court, no wire?
No promises.
Think about it.
You got 10 seconds to make up your mind.
Five...four...three...
Fuck you.
Kid's loyal.
See how loyal he is after two weeks in lockup.
Could've killed you.
Could've killed you first.
-What are you doing here? -Father can't visit his son?
Got something to drink?
I'm as dry as a 90-year-old tit.
How'd you get in?
Twenty years robbery and homicide...
out of the two-five, greenhorn.
That's how I got in. Been through more windows--
I don't have any money.
I'm in for 12 grand. Fucking dagos down on Mulberry.
Good luck.
I'm not asking for the 12.
Godforbid you bail me out with your lawyer money.
I wouldn't want you to miss out on becoming a leech, asshole.
I thought you'd want me to be a chip off the old block.
All I'm asking is a little stake money to get me even.
Wouldn't work. Too much of a loser.
Then we'll go partners.
You was always a lucky son of a bitch, eh?
I wouldn't be here if this wasn't serious.
Cold, hard cash. You slay me.
There's a little over 500 there, and we're not partners.
That's to buy you off.
Next time you sneak up on me--
Yeah, I know. You'll kill me, huh?
By the way...
there's a chink watching you...
from across the street, Sherlock.
Good night, Officer.
Yeah, you're welcome.
I got something for you.
I love gifts.
This isn't free. Forget the kid.
That's an expensive request.
This is an expensive item.
Let's hear it.
The FBI have an informant inside the Tong.
This time... it's one of their own.
It's an agent.
Who is it?
Don't know.
We picked up four of your guys, and one was a fed.
Won't take long to find out which one...
then all you got to do is blow his cover...
and they'll pull him.
No violence, no mess.
My thanks.
The kid is out.
As you wish.
Would you like May to give you a grape?
We need to delay the start of our new partnership.
We've got a federal agent sniffing around.
I have to postpone delivery.
We can't.
The boat's coming into port next week.
It'll wait at the port.
I'm not afraid of the FBI.
Everything we've done...
has been to keep the feds' focus on Uncle Benny.
When he's gone and I lead the Tongs...
you'll make all the money you want.
Let's kill him now.
When Uncle Benny's indicted...
he'll be a danger to our partners in Hong Kong.
Killing him then will come with thanks...
instead of retribution.
We kill Chen,too.
All in good time.
Do you remember me?
I have information about the girl...
you found in the garbage Dumpster.
How'd you find me?
You're conspicuous in Chinatown.
Two brothers on Christie Street bring in illegals.
That girl worked in their brothel, then tried to run.
They left her as a message to the others.
How do you know?
Everyone knows, but no one speaks of it...
especially to police.
-So why are you? -I knew her.
What are their names?
You can't tell anyone, not even Chen.
Forget about it. I can't do that.
For every person who knows, chances of me or my children...
being killed in reprisal increases a hundredfold.
The girl was 15...
and there are more to come if you don't help us.
Check out the basement of a place called Tony's.
Don't worry. This is how things get done in Chinatown.
The boy come in yet?
Not that I've seen.
Police,freeze!
Freeze!
I said freeze!
What were you doing in here?
I was coming out of the diner on Pell...
and I saw this guy snatch a purse...
so I chased him into the building.
I lost him as soon as I got inside.
Then I heard some screaming from down here...
and I just kind of stumbled onto it.
We got close to 40 women here, all illegals...
and we found a store room with about a hundred tapes.
And the land lord remembers...
the four Jane Does we pulled out of the Dumpsters...
were part of the stable.
Good job, Officer.
Thanks.
Yeah,way to go.
Good job.
For bravery in the line of fire...
the mayor and people of New York thank you, Officer Wallace...
and present you with this commendation.
It's dick size.
You think everything is dick size, huh?
White people believe all Asians got little dicks.
You think when an Asian chick sees your pecker...
she's going to think it's Mount St. Helens.
It's true.
Then, you look at the tiny hands on most Asian chicks...
and figure your weenie's going to look...
like a sewer pipe in her fist.
He's discovered my secret.
Well, the joke's on you...
'cause this Chinaman's hung like a fucking--
Gnat!
You want to see?
Hey, come on. Put that thing away.
That's my cue. I'm gonna see you guys tomorrow.
Eight sharp.
We got to put a tag on those guys you busted...
find out which one is the FBI agent.
You did a lot for those women. You did a good job.
Thanks.
But it was an accident.
You are lucky you are not dead...
so don't you ever go off alone again.
Congratulations, Danny.
Thanks. Look, I got to--
You must allow me to buy you a drink.
I'd like to, but I got to go.
You've done a great thing for the people of this community.
Let me thank you, as a show of respect.
Please.
Shit!
I tried to, but I never made it.
We gotta get you to a hospital.
No time.
Shit, you're bleeding inside, Pop.
I wouldn't be surprised.
I need the money.
I don't have that kind of money, Pop.
How much you got?
I don't know. A grand at most.
Shit.
Shit! Come on, again.
Would you give it to me if you had it?
No, I don't think I could, Pop.
Fuckin' honest, just like your mother.
Screw it then.
Might as well go to the hospital.
Come on. We'll get you there.
Come on!
What's goin' on? Figure out which one's the FBI agent?
If he's there, we haven't seen him.
You better get in there.
He's fuckin' pissed at you.
What's new?
-You are late. -Sorry about that.
My old man fell last night. I took him to the hospital.
Took all night?
He fell last night, but I didn't find him until this morning.
He was in the bathroom.
-Looks like he scratched you. -I was carrying him.
He all right?
Yeah. He should be fine.
He was a cop, right?
Yeah, in the two-five.
Tough beat.
Is that why you're here, prove something to your old man?
No. Is that why you're here?
My old man's dead.
I don't have to prove anything to anybody.
How about you?
Just to you, I guess.
That's for sure.
Why do you have to constantly break my balls?
I'm educating you well this time.
Do you mean you care about me?
I don't know what to say.
Try nothing.
Oh, man, I'm overwhelmed.
I had no idea you felt this way about me.
I mean, it's just very kind and warm and...
Check this out.
These guys don't look like junkies.
-You got pictures? -Not all of them.
Shit!
Police!
Meet me with the car!
Come on, boy!
This is car seven in the green sector.
We are in pursuit of a burgundy Cadillac...
Jersey plates, five-nine-five- alpha-alpha-Zulu...
traveling south on Park Row.
Suspects armed and dangerous.
Requesting roadblock units on all lanes.
All green units, 10-85.
Burgundy Cadillac traveling south on Park Road...
suspects armed and dangerous...
Nick, right there!
Chen, watch out!
Oh, damn it!
You OK?
Go! I said go!
Watch your backs!
-You all right? -You?
Six innocent by standers...
dozens of cars...
millions in property, all destroyed...
not to mention...
Federal Agent Roland Ming is dead...
shot seven times in the back.
And I'm thinkin' some scumbag in the 15th is responsible.
Maybe some scumbag in the Bureau is responsible.
Yeah, and maybe I'm gonna grow a tree out of my dick.
If anybody could--
You bet your ass it'd be an oak.
They ID'd the shooters.
They're Fukienese.
Fukes have been making a move on Tongs for months.
It's the only thing keeping me...
from rippin' this fuckin' precinct to the ground.
That... and this.
Assholes were in such a hurry to get moving...
they didn't check the bodies for wires.
Who's on it?
Benny Wong.
A few others.
Three weeks worth of undercover work.
A court would never admit it without the agent backing it up.
Yeah,they will once you tell them...
you've been working with us on this...
that after the shooting and before the chase...
you entered the building.
You approached our agent, who with his last breath...
told you he got this tape and corroborated what's on it.
That's perjury. Why would I do that?
Why?
To keep me from bringing charges against you...
for obstructing a federal investigation.
Yeah, Wallace told us how you engaged...
in the unauthorized surveillance of a federal agent...
which possibly blew his cover, resulting in his assassination.
That speech may have shivered a rookie...
but you need better for me.
I'll tell you what.
You better watch your back 'cause my guts still tell me...
somebody in the 15th gave my guy up.
And if I can't have Uncle Benny, then I'm gonna fuckin' have him.
Mr. Chen.
Come on. Let's go.
You alone?
Then ask me in.
You wanna come in?
What's goin' on?
Got something to drink?
I haven't gone shopping yet.
About yesterday... you saved my life out there.
It's part of the job.
Maybe...but I still want to say thank you.
You know what it means now I've saved your life, right?
This is America. It doesn't mean anything.
So... feds getting you nervous?
No, not at all.
Good.
'Cause whether it's the feds, Internal Affairs, who ever...
the inside of a cop car is sacred.
You don't tell them what we do unless you come to me first.
Why the sudden paranoia?
I'm just saying no more talking with the feds...
until we are working off the same page.
Yeah, sure.
Good.
Do you even have water?
Regular water, yeah.
Please.
Thank you.
Nice looking girl.
Do you know she's in the country illegally?
Gonna have to send her back...
after a little jail time, of course.
Shame you two will never see each other again.
You can't send her.
She's in trouble there.
She'll be sent to prison.
Too bad.
I can't help you.
That's what you told me, isn't it?
I help you when they move me.
She comes, too, with papers.
My pager number.
Punch one-one after your number so I know it's you.
I get you out, you better not run on me.
I want who ever shot that undercover fed on this tape.
And I want to know if he talks to Henry Lee.
Thank you... for the money.
They sent a guy.
You must've really put something on the line.
I'm not gonna forget that.
-Hello, Officer. -Did you cover my father?
-Tea? -I asked you a question.
I want to help you because I want you to help me.
What do you mean help you?
My business is victimless.
I supply services people want.
And I'm forbidden to them by politicians.
However, there are those whose business is not victimless...
whose tactic is violence.
I can help you rid Chinatown of those elements...
and help keep your father alive.
All I ask is that you look out for my interests in return.
I think you're asking for more than that.
Long after you and I are gone...
there will be gambling in Chinatown.
There will be men waiting to pay a woman for her favors.
And the police will always be the last to know.
That's a fact.
You can chase your tail in the dark...
and accomplish nothing...
or you can really do some good...
for the people of Chinatown...
for your career...
and for yourfather.
Think of how many more young women...
would have ended up in Dumpsters...
if not for your acceptance of my help.
Do we have a deal?
Or should I call the Italians and rescind my offer...
and let them deal with your father?
Good.
There's something I'd like you to do for me tomorrow morning.
There's a tin shop on Mott.
A Malaysian runs it.
Tomorrow morning at six a.m.
He'll be receiving two bricks of heroin from a Colombian.
These men are scum.
They deal to children.
I want you to stop them.
Freeze! Police!
You son of a bitch.
When did Lee approach you?
The bust from Christie, right?
I knew your story was full of shit.
When did he approach you?
I bet it was quite a while before that.
When was it, two years ago, five years ago?
How long have you been working for him, or can you remember?
You are dead.
Your life is over.
I thought you were smart, but you are not.
You're as dumb as they come.
You gave him that FBI agent, didn't you?
That's why you pressed that kid so hard to wear the wire.
You wanted to know if it was the Fukes...
that killed that agent or if it was Henry Lee.
We had a deal.
You brought him in, not me.
I couldn't risk it.
Let him go.
What's done is done.
You know that better than anyone.
You want to help him?
Smarten him up...
make sure he doesn't trip on his toes and fuck you both.
I hear dirty cops have an extra rough time in prison.
I find out you killed the fed, I'll kill you.
Choose it, choose it. Black or red plum?
I don't like plums.
What do you mean you don't like plums?
I like peaches.
Peaches are shit.
Haven't you ever heard the song Sinatra sang?
Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum.
Not a peach, a plum.
I don't care if he picked a raisin...
out of Sammy Davis' eye socket, I prefer peaches.
Then I'm not paying for it.
So when did Lee get to you?
I was the first Chinese cop in the 15th.
Thought I was gonna clean up Chinatown.
But white cops wouldn't work with me.
And the people wouldn't talk to a cop, Chinese or not.
Only Benny Wong would talk to me.
He took me around, took care of my debts...
fed me a few busts.
Made me look good and I like it.
Then he became my godfather.
At that time, Henry Lee was nothing.
One night my father walks into a gambling house...
and ends up dead.
Turns out, Lee knew there was a contract on him.
He made it clear... he could have told me.
I could have saved him.
Got me thinking I was better at my job with him...
than without him.
And he was right.
Give me everything you got on this guy.
Detective in the 15th precinct.
His name is Daniel Wallace.
His old man went crooked out of the two-five.
Check on him, too.
Mr. Wong... we're running a one-day sale.
Chance of a lifetime.
The opportunity to buy your freedom.
This tape was obtained...
by a federal agent working undercover inside the Tong.
Patience has paid off.
Uncle Benny made a visit to the FBI.
His time is over.
Good.
-We've got a job. -What is it?
We take care of Benny Wong tonight.
Come on, let's go.
My friends are waiting for me.
How long do you think the feds are gonna be watching us?
Month. Maybe two.
I didn't want Lee involving you.
It's not your fault.
What I'm saying is that you are alone now.
You can't trust anybody in the department...
no other guys in the 15th...
not the guys in A.G.U.
And you sure can't trust Henry Lee.
So if anything gets sticky, you come to me.
How do I know I can trust you?
You don't.
I know this might sound crazy, but I'm glad it's not just me.
You hungry? I could buy you a plum.
I got plans.
Maybe next time.
Next time. Thanks.
I gotta take a leak, man.
She's lucky you found her.
I want you to write her up as a deceased.
She recovers, she go to work.
Two weeks later, she back in here maybe not so lucky.
You're asking a lot.
Let her stay here a few days. Then I come to get her.
The fuck are you doing?
I'm sick. I wasn't sure if I had to go back inside or not.
I'm all right, man, let's go.
The fuck's going on here, man? Let's get out of here.
Is this Domino's pizza?
Jack thought he was gonna shit his pants.
You kill me? You not man enough, huh?
We kill you anyway.
Where are you going?
Lee's not covering my dad with the Italians, so I gotta move.
I told him to stop.
Why the hell did you do that?
'Cause the feds are building a case against you.
-How do you know? -Lee told me.
If they nabbed you...
it would take three seconds for you to give them me.
-I would never do that. -I'm not saying it's fatal.
The point now is to cover tracks...
and keep everything clean on the surface.
When they call you in, keep your mouth shut.
This is your cut from me. Four grand.
I gotta get to the hospital.
-Where are you gonna move him? -I don't know.
-To cover your old man. -I can't.
Just take it.
Thanks.
Remember, don't say anything.
Let me deal with the FBI, all right?
Hard to find,Jack.
Tell her to take in a movie.
Go on!
I wanted to call. I couldn't.
And I'm here.
What do you want to tell me about Benny Wong?
Daniel Wallace, FBI.
Hi, could you pass that letter off to my father?
He's in 409. Sean Wallace.
-Back off. What's going on? -Don't be an ass.
Don't touch my gun or badge. I'm active in the 15th.
Fine. Let's just get out of here real quietly.
Just got a few questions we'd like to ask you.
I got my father--
We'll put someone on the door.
Pass it. Thank you.
Then everybody took off?
Good.
You come with me.
Where?
To tell the feds you work with Wallace and me.
That the hit on Benny Wong was Fukienese.
And you're eager to testify against Bobby Vu.
Do it right, I'll back you on trying to tip me before a hit.
Do it wrong, I go out of my way to bury you.
Why the fuck didn't you tell me you were Internal Affairs?
Confidential undercover assignment, Pete.
Key word being "confidential," which nothing in the Bureau is.
Fuck yourself.
Nobody knows except a few of us in I.A.
Not even the commanding officer in the 15th knows.
Well, now I know.
Bag man's kid. Internal Affairs.
Your old man must think you're a real scumbag, huh?
So what do you got on Chen?
This isn't a federal case. No reason to tell you.
No, there is, actually. From where I'm sitting...
it looks like a young I.A. rat went under to build a case...
against Nick Chen and ended up working for him.
You're reaching.
Enjoying the Chinatown whores...
and financial assistance to help a family gambling problem.
Don't start with that.
I'll start and finish with it unless somebody hands me Chen.
-He's here. -Who's here?
Who's your friend?
A buddy of Wallace's and mine.
He's an eyewitness to the Benny Wong murder.
Peanut?
Eyewitness? And you bring him here to me, why?
You know why.
My compliments,Wallace.
You must've sunk your hooks into Chen pretty good, huh?
-What did he want? -To trade for you.
He said that?
Not in so many words.
He brought that Fuke snitch of yours...
who rode shot gun on the Benny Wong killing.
He gives me the eyewitness...
I call off the FBI investigation on Wallace.
What'd you tell him?
I told him fine.
Putting the kid back on the street...
to get the rest of the Fukes on tape...
talking about the hit on Benny Wong.
And in return...
I'm not gonna press charges on young Wallace here.
-Is Chen still here? -He took off.
But you gotta promise me that I can be there.
When you break the bad news to Chen...
because that's fucking gonna be fucking priceless.
Your wire's showing.
How long you been I.A.?
First assignment.
Quickest way to a gold shield...
and all you gotta do is bury your partner.
The guy who shoved 10 grand into your fist...
to back your play.
I figure you ain't worth much to the chinks, yet.
So, this... must be Chen's money.
And you're gonna bury him.
And for what?
Turning his head?
Making a few dollars?
I know it wouldn't mean much to you, Pop.
Lying and cheating is what you're made of.
That's a hell of a lot better than what you're made of.
You don't even know what I'm made of, Pop.
It's the one thing I should thank you for.
Your lack of interest.
You've been real honest with your partner.
Ends justify the means, Pop.
The ends is bullshit.
The means... is what you live with.
Keep it.
I don't want nothing from you.
Wait, wait, wait.
Don't you like me?
Of course. I just need to go to the bathroom.
Shit.
What the fuck are you doing?
Where's the lieutenant?
He left.
He said he wanted you to be very happy.
The police are running in circles...
on the unfortunate death of Uncle Benny.
Uncle Benny, yeah.
We didn't kill him for nothing. Give us the money.
Then it's time to bring the cargo ship to port...
and unload our freight.
One hundred eighty-six at forty thousand a piece.
I'd say that's a nice start to our relationship.
Shit, yeah!
Hot tea.
The only time I was ever in here...
I was talking to my godfather.
Uncle Benny was a great man.
You would know better than anyone.
But even a great man can outlast his time.
I've got something for you.
Should quiet any doubts as to Wallace's character.
The Fukes are bringing in a highly valuable cargo by ship.
Bobby Vu will be on site supervising the unloading.
Take the Fukes and half the cargo.
I'll keep the other half.
You're getting greedy.
I'm an American.
Hey! Let's go.
We gotta pick up Jack and send him to the feds.
What time is it?
Time for a shower. You stink.
Got a match?
You know, you were right.
About what?
I wish it was neither of us...
but the fact is, I'm glad it's not just me.
Get up!
You sure it was Henry Lee?
It was him.
I think everybody here knows...
Assistant U.S. Attorney Margaret Wheeler.
Gentlemen, tape's good...
probably enough for convictions on Bobby Vu and the rest...
but I think we hold off...
till they make their move to bring in the illegal shipment.
We bust them on the ship.
Then we go for the murder charge...
Jack connects the dots to an ongoing criminal enterprise...
we get life sentences.
-What about Henry Lee? -What about him?
Do we have a case, Pete?
Enough to drag Mr. Lee before a grand jury...
but then it's his word against their word, and he'll win.
After the shipment comes in, the tape's got merit.
Daniel, what are your thoughts?
-It's Margaret's call. -Then we wait.
Everybody works round the clock.
As soon as Jack finds out when delivery is set...
we'll reconvene and make the arrests.
That's it, gentlemen.
-Thank you. -Pleasure.
Nick, what do you say after we bust the Fuke Dragons...
we all get together, bury the hatchet, huh?
Can't wait.
Danny, you up for that?
Yeah. Sure.
Good.
Bacardi and Coke.
Get a Bud.
I got it.
I gave the fed to Lee.
I know.
I'm gonna have to answer for him someday.
We all have something to answer for.
Speak of the devil.
Order me another.
It's Chen.
Been paging you all day.
What do you want?
Wallace is Internal Affairs.
-What? -You heard me.
I don't believe it.
Your girl friends found a wire on him last night.
I checked it out...
and the fuck is making a case against you.
You there?
Who knows how long he was wired.
He's gotta go. You kill him tonight.
The Fukes are taking delivery in one hour...
pier 25 at Port Imperial in Jersey...
a ship called the Durian.
Take him along, make sure he doesn't leave the boat.
You understand me?
I don't give a shit about the cargo, the Fukes--nothing.
Just make sure Wallace is dead. Are we clear?!
He'll hang us both.
I understand.
You get ahold of him?
You tell him about the tape?
Well, what did he say?
He wanted to tell me that the Fukes...
are picking up the shipment in an hour in Jersey.
Shit, we gotta move. Did you call the feds?
They're gonna meet us there.
Well, let's go.
No sign of anybody.
Have a look.
Lee said an hour, right?
Still nothing?
Are you sure?
Yep. It's all clear.
What about Internal Affairs?
What?
I forget to mention...
Lee thinks they're making a case against someone in the 15th.
-Who? -He didn't know.
Maybe it's just a rumor.
You hear anything?
-They're here. -You keep watching.
We got to let them lead us to the cargo.
They're heading away from us.
What would you do if you knew L.A. had a case against you?
I don't know.
What if you knew your partner gave you up, amigo?
Answer me! I'm asking you!
I don't know.
You should have let me die in the car that day.
At least then, I die a cop.
You are a cop.
You're a good cop.
I tell that to anybody that asks me.
And you?
I don't know.
All I know is you saved me and my father.
My life is really yours to do with as you wish.
Shit!
Mou mantai.
Come here.
Maybe that's all of 'em.
Bobby Vu is here.
He would never leave without us.
You mean without you.
M'eh a?
Where?
Come here.
Fuck you!
Shit. Hold on.
You all right? You OK?
I'm so sorry.
Who sends a white cop undercover in Chinatown?
I swear to God I wish they never did.
Nick, can you hear me?
Bring a fucking stretcher now!
It's just you and me.
I'm your partner. Please.
Where's the stretcher?!
Nick, you gotta hold on.
Can we get Wallace out here?
You want to get Wallace out here, please? Now.
What is this bullshit?
Exactly what it says.
After a month's investigation, I find no evidence...
supporting any charges against Lieutenant Nicholas Chen.
You think you can get away with this?
You can forget it, man.
He's responsible for the death of a federal agent.
The man is dead.
And no matter what you believe...
that officer died a good fucking cop!
Move.
Henry Lee... you're under arrest.
I'd like to introduce you to my attorney.
I'd like to introduce you to the inmates at Rikers Island...
but that'll take a few weeks.
I was very saddened...
to hear about yourfriend Lieutenant Chen.
I'm sorry.
He wasn't your friend, after all, was he?
I'd like to thank you...
for killing all the witnesses against me.
Not all. Not the one who recorded this tape.
We didn't kill him for nothing. Give us the money.
Then it's time to bring the cargo ship to port...
and unload our freight--
one hundred eighty-six at forty thousand a piece.
I'd say that's a nice start to our relationship.
Shit, yeah!
Let's go, hotshot. You're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
You understand that?
You have the right to refuse to answer any questions.
You understand that? Anything you say...
can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Do you understand that?
You have the right to have an attorney present...
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