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Previously on Rush Hour...

How's your sister doing, by the way?

She still a part of that
Chinese gang that kills people?

Any of them have this mark,
they're Quantou.

- Kung Pow?
- Quantou.

I didn't know if you were alive or dead.

I'm alive and well, brother.

Quantou gave me opportunities.

You cannot dishonor
our family any further.

This has to stop.

His sister's out there somewhere.

I'm gonna indulge him.

Gonna follow his lead.

Are you sure you want
to go down this path?

I'm right there with you.

The MSS managed to embed a secret agent

inside the organization.

This is Agent Kim Lee.

Detective Lee's sister.
I thought you were dead.

You cannot share any
of this with my brother.

Pop quiz, Julia.

What day is it?

- Do we have to do this every Friday?
- Yep.

You just won dinner
and a movie after work.

Unless you'd rather go dancing.

Forecast calls for a dance storm.

Wait for it. Bah.

Okay, you have a customer.

Be right with you, sir.

So?

I told you, I don't
date guys I work with.

Fine, then I quit.

So I'm sorry, sir, but I'm not...

Julia.

Oh, my God.

Hey, somebody help us!

Hey.

What is wrong with you?

I don't know, but I'm sure
you're about to tell me.

You just threw open the door
without checking curb height.

You could have scraped
the underside of the door.

Does that affect the car's performance?

No, it'll still drive fine.

It'd just have a "scrapey" under-door.

Would you prefer my honest response

or an insincere apology?

I'll go with insincere apology.

- Sorry.
- Thank you very much.

Don't see this a lot.

Bank job with no gun.

Culprits managed to incapacitate

everyone in the building with fentanyl.

An aerosol anesthetic used
by vets on large animals.

In the wrong concentration,
it can be lethal.

Well, fortunately,
that's not the case here.

No casualties, but 37 victims
have been transported

to area hospitals for treatment.

We got anything from the bank's
surveillance cameras?

Anything? Yes.

Anything useful?

I mean, see for yourself.

Masked and covered, fully stealth.

Honestly, they look pretty cool.

There any good news?

There is. They hit five
separate teller windows,

pulling a million in cash from each.

And this is good news?

As a routine security protocol,

the bank slipped one
of these special bills

into every 10,000 stack.

Each one is embedded

with a radio frequency
identification device.

Emits a low-powered signal that
can be traced with one of these.

Treasury agents aided
by LAPD have started

to work a grid pattern across the city.

I mean, we get within range
of a marked bill,

we'll be able to find
whoever's carrying it.

Should get a copy of that
surveillance video over to SID,

see if there's anything they
can do to enhance the images.

Carter, the money.

I was gonna give it back.

Mm-hmm.

Bank job in broad daylight.

No gun. No witnesses.

No mistakes.

Our move.

Let's go.

_

Okay, deal is deal.

Want bigger cut?

I give you big cut.

Right across your throat.

Ya.

_

_

What's going on out there?

_

Hey, you can't be here.

Where do you think you're going, huh?

Now, who the hell are you?

_

Say that again.

How do I get a business license?

A license to conduct my business.

Since when do you have business?

Since 11:45 when I bought one.

I mean, it's a small upstart company,

but in terms of market share

and potential earning,

ah, man, it's poised to explode.

I got it for 160 bucks.

Since when do you have 160 bucks?

Since last night when I won it
off my friend Billy

in a poker game.

I got the world on a string, baby.

You already... Hang on a sec.

Carter.

Carter, I'm tracking a
signal on those marked bills

from the bank robbery.

And?

I got a hit.

How you doing, buddy?

I'll call you back.

So... how's the whole "got
the world on a string" thing

going for you?

Oh, the string's broken.

It's definitely broken.

I don't know what's worse.

The stolen money in your pocket

or the fact that your idea
of a business is that.

Hey, "that" is no mere dog, okay?

This is a profit machine.

- Does it poop money?
- Better.

He rides a skateboard.

Yeah, that's right, I go out to Venice,

and the people lose their mind.

They start throwing money,
and it's just raining cash.

People throw money for that?

According to the guy who sold it to me.

But here's the thing.

I can't seem to get him
to ride on the board.

Every time I pull one out, he bites me.

I feel like he thinking
about biting me right now

just for bringing it up.

I'm sorry. I won't say it no more.

All right, can we get this
stinky-ass creature out of here?

Thank you very much.

Be careful, man.

Don't rub his underbelly.

He don't like that.

Little something you forgot to
tell us about your friend Billy.

He's a member of the Pico Villains.

Billy Boone? Why would he be?

The man already gets respect.

He's flush with cash.

And he's got a crew of thug
gangsters that watch his b...

Oh, Billy's in a gang!

That money that he gave you was stolen

from the Century Pacific Savings & Loan.

Did he tell you how
he came into that money?

No, and I didn't ask him.

When people give me a handful of cash,

I don't stick around
to collect additional details.

You think the Pico Villains

could have been behind the robbery?

Nah, it's not really their style.

They're into narcotics,
not gas and banks with cash.

Hey, guys, two things.

One, dog just pooped in the hallway.

And two, Santa Monica PD just called.

We got another hit on the marked bills.

Let's go.

Just stay out of trouble.

I absolutely will.

Not.

And left and right and bob and weave

- and bob and weave and uppercut...
- Hey.

Carol, take over for a minute.

Help you guys out?

We're investigating a theft.

Mind if we take a look around?

Detective Carter, right?
I met you a few weeks ago.

You were working a case, and
you came through my movie set.

Spartacus.

- Yes.
- You're an actor?

Actor-slash-hip-hop-
cardio-boxing instructor.

You guys should take one of my classes.

Hone the fight skills with a little...

and left and right
and left and right, uppercut.

You know who'll love that?

My partner over there.

- Yeah, just sneak up and hit him with it.
- This guy?

That guy.

All right. Okay.

That's gonna be bad.

It sure is.

Got something?

Yeah, it's coming from over here.

And left and right...

Hey, Lee, got a hit.

Excuse me, miss. LAPD.

Hi.

- Everything there is mine.
- Oh, yeah?

One, two, three, four...
six wedding rings?

There's always room for a seventh.

You're quite the thief.

You know anything about robbing banks?

I know it's hard. Why?

These bills were stolen

two days ago from the Century
Pacific Savings & Loan.

Hold on, uh, a bank job?

Um, that-that's way beyond
my area of expertise.

I lifted them off of a guy in a bar.

Who?

Specifics,

or you're gonna need a lot more
than this to cover your bail.

Hollywood Park Casino.

The guy was a Ukrainian gangster.

How do you know that?

'Cause that's pretty much
all he talked about.

"Tell me, you like bad boy type?

"I'm Ukrainian gangster.

Shevchenko Bratzva, ultimate bad boy."

If I showed you some photos,

would you be able to recognize him?

Depends.

Get over here.

The Shevchenko Bratzva run
some major criminal operations.

They're a bad-ass gang,

but they generally don't
go after high-risk scores.

We got hits on two marked bills,

both tied to high-profile
L.A. criminal gangs.

There's got to be a reason for that.

I agree.

And I think this is it.

So our locker room grifter
lifted the stolen cash

off a gangster she positively
I.D.'d as Pavlo Kulyka.

We've now had hits on marked bills

from four separate bank teller windows.

We have Hollywood, Boyle
Heights, Venice and Crenshaw.

Specifically, they've been traced

to the four major criminal gangs
who operate there.

You're not suggesting

they were working in conjunction

on that bank heist.

These gangs could not have
less in common.

The idea of all four of those
groups working together, it's...

It's like the cantina
scene from Star Wars.

No, I was gonna say

it's insane.

Not unlike

the cantina scene from Star Wars.

An array of disparate races

and species all coming together

in one intergalactic watering hole?

I mean, that was a sight to behold.

Permission to shoot Donovan.

Permission denied.

Reluctantly.

Captain, as strange as it would be

for these gangs to work together,

we believe that the truth
may be stranger.

We think the stolen cash was
given to these four gangs

as a gesture.

Possibly from the Quantou.

"A token of our esteem."

Yes?

So you think that someone is paying

for a private meeting

with L.A.'s most notorious crime lords

and robbed a bank to finance it?

Hey, guys.

I just heard back from SID
on the security video

from the bank heist.

I want you guys to see this.

It's right... there.

- The tattoo.
- Mm-hmm.

These guys are Quantou.

Actually, you're only half right.

You see these boots?

Not even Donovan would wear those.

I think that this is a woman.

Quantou woman.

My sister.

Lee, we don't know for sure
that this is her.

That's Kim.

I'm sure.

We gotta go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Go? Go where?

Carter...

is there something
you're not telling me?

You're really not going
to tell me what this is about?

That depends.

How do you feel like being an accessory

to cops who are actively and
deliberately breaking the law?

Not great.

In that case,

we're going for a sandwich.

_

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Your loyalty to the Quantou

has not gone unnoticed.

You have accepted and
accomplished every task

you were given,

even when you were not told

the significance of those assignments.

It is not for me to ask,

only to trust the wisdom of our leader.

We are about to take a significant step.

I would like to introduce you to Pan.

He is the Red Pole,

a Quantou enforcer.

He joins us from Hong Kong.

And, Pan, this is Kim Lee.

Pan here is my most lethal soldier.

Since our arrival to the city,

we have moved with stealth

and have advanced

our interests

with minimal bloodshed.

But that is about to change.

After our summit,

we will control
every criminal organization

in this city.

Bloodshed.

Whose blood are they planning to shed?

Anyone who stands in their way.

We need to stop this summit
from happening.

We will.

But we haven't heard a thing
on when or where it's going down.

Then we find out.

Whatever it takes, we need to stop them.

Lee, I know you're worried about Kim...

This is bigger than Kim.

You don't know the Quantou like I do.

They will destroy anyone
who opposes them.

Civilians, enemies, even police.

So what do we do?

We got no solid intel
on what they're planning

and the few details we do have,
we got by breaking the law.

Then we bring this to Captain Cole.

She has the influence...

If we take a illegal wiretap
to Cole, we implicate her.

We'd be forcing her to turn us in

or become an accessory to what we done.

In that case, I insist that she
turn in the responsible party.

Me.

Lee, you put Cole in that
position, your career's over.

Sorry.

I can't let you do that.

So this summit is a way for the Quantou

to take control of the four
biggest gangs in L.A.?

Yes.

We don't know where or when,

but we know that the Quantou are
moving forward with this plan.

And you know this how?

Word on the street.

Wait, so-so you're bringing me
something this big

and attributing the intel
to "word on the street"?

- No.
- Yes. But the intel is accurate.

What, and you expect me to act on this

with nothing solid?
It's solid, I'm telling you.

- Captain, that intel...
- Shh! Shut up, Lee!

- ...it was obtained through a...
- You're speaking gibberish.

Carter, what the hell is wrong with you?

I'm fine. He's the one
that's out of control.

Lee, I'm sending you home. Come on.

I installed an illegal wiretap.

I knowingly and deliberately
broke the law.

And I'm ready to accept any
consequence for that decision.

No coming back from that.

Y'all do severance packages?

Agent Yun.

Facial recognition software at LAX

spotted a suspect wanted
in connection with homicides

in six different countries in Asia.

He recently arrived from Hong Kong.

Does that guy look familiar?

Agent Yun?

No. Never seen him.

Oh. Captain Cole.

I don't recall that we
had a scheduled meeting.

Oh, we didn't.

It's all right, Hunter, thank you.

You remember Agent Yun,

from the Chinese Ministry
of State Security.

How could I forget?

Quick question,
when the hell were you going

to get around to telling me
about the Quantou's summit

with L.A.'s biggest crime lords?

Oh, son of a bitch.

You didn't know about it, did you?

What we know is our business, Captain.

We're in the middle of

a three-year federal investigation,

tracking Quantou crimes
across four continents.

So believe me, if we needed your help,

we would ask.

These are some of the biggest criminals

in this city, in my city.

And they're getting together
to talk shop

and-and make God knows
what kind of plans,

right under our own damn noses.

- Who says?
- I beg your pardon?

Where did you get your intel
about this so-called summit?

I am not at liberty to say.

You have the nerve to storm in here

with information
you can't even substantiate?

I highly doubt you want to be indicted

on federal obstruction
of justice charges.

Oh, so that's how it's gonna be?

Captain...

Captain...

Captain Cole, wait.

Look, I understand you're
just trying to do your job,

but if you continue
to push this any further,

that job will soon
be done by somebody else.

I'm sorry, is that a threat?

It's not a threat.

It's the truth.

Look, right now you need
to be extremely careful

about what you do and who
you choose to protect.

Thank you.

Keep 'em coming.

Captain.

Interesting choice of meeting spot.

Is the office being painted,

or are we about to be killed?

Take a seat.

I went to the CIA offices today.

And?

I made no mention of either of you.

Captain, I appreciate your support,

but I don't want you to lie
to protect me.

Well, I wish it was that simple.

Look, Lee, there's something

that you should know,

and I-I really... I don't
know how to say it, so...

Your sister is still alive.

We know.

You know?

Well...

That's great.

I guess we've all been keeping
the same secret.

There's more to it than you realize.

Kim is working for the Quantou.

No, Kim was embedded
in the Quantou by the MSS,

where she's working undercover.

She is part of a joint

international operation.

Lee. Did you hear that?

Kim is working undercover.
She's with MSS.

So we're told.

Hey... this is coming from the feds.

Can you guarantee that
no one from the CIA

or MSS has not been corrupted?

In Hong Kong, the Quantau rose

to power on the backs of dirty cops.

My father was an officer
when they first surfaced.

He saw his peers, superiors
and even his own partner

fall in line to accept handouts.

Lee, it seems like you're going

out of your way not to believe this.

There is nothing more I want
than to believe this.

But if she went undercover,

why would she not tell me?

Look, whether it's true or not,
the fact remains

that this summit is happening.

And we have to stop it.

And we don't have to do anything.

Look, I, I can't interfere
with a federal investigation.

I'm sorry, but... the LAPD's hands

have been tied.

Then let's untie them.

Okay.

Stop doing that!

This is absurd!

What could you possibly
be thinking about

just standing there like a pole?

Now, be cool.

Act like a dog or something.

Mmm!

Hey, Carter.

You told me to post up here
and look for a sexy Asian chick.

I asked you to post up
and look out for Lee's sister.

Yeah, and then I asked you what
does Lee's sister look like,

and you said she was a sexy Asian chick.

Uh, don't try to mince words with me.

I know how this went down.

Anyway, I sent you a picture.

Check it out.

Yep, that's her.

You got the GPS?

Yeah, I got it in my hand right now.

Hey, Gerald, be very careful.

These people are dangerous.

Oh, don't worry, man. I got this.

- Didi, I've been thinking.
- Mm-hmm.

There were marked bills stolen

from five different
bank teller windows, right?

Yep, about a million each.

Yeah, I mean, we got hits on the
first four almost immediately.

So, why not the fifth?

Who's sitting on that money?

You're late.

Sorry.

Traffic was a bitch.

Expecting somebody else?

Stay where you are.

Easy, Kim. We came here to talk.

Kim, please.

You have one minute.

Okay, then I'll be direct.
Are you working for the MSS?

Are you trying to get me killed?

- No, I'm trying to trust you.
- Right, I should

bow down in gratitude at
the chance to earn your trust?

You shouldn't have burned
my trust in the first place.

Your trust was always conditional.

All-all right, I've had
enough of this crap.

Y'all got a messed-up sibling dynamic.

Y'all sound like a daytime talk show.

Look, if we're on the same side on this,

maybe we can help each
other out, if not, maybe

we can call a truce long enough
so everybody can walk away

without no major injuries.

You want information

on the Quantau summit.

If I gave it to you, what then?

What good is information
from a source you cannot trust?

My plans are set,
and I won't let you interfere.

Wait.

You tracked me here somehow.
Where is it?

Kim.

Passenger side, front wheel.

You will not follow me.

Are you kidding me?!

Hell no!

We can't sit around and wait.

There has to be something we can do.

The summit is going ahead
somewhere in this city.

It's a big city, Lee.

You've been over the wiretap
recordings a hundred times

and I've reached out
to every criminal informant,

street thug and casual dirt bag I know.

But nobody has any idea
where this thing's going down.

We have to keep trying.

We will.

I don't know how, but we're gonna find

this little crime social, bust in,

kick some Chinese
gangsters' asses and then,

mark my word, one of those Quantau

sons of bitches is paying to fix my car.

Mr. Washington,

we're honored to have you join us.

Well, a big bad of cash is
a good way to get my attention.

We'll need you and your associates

to hand over your weapons.

My friends, I assure you

our interest is the same as yours.

Profit.

And if you will forgive me
for being so blunt,

if our intent was simply to kill you,

Mr. Pan would've done so already.

Welcome.

I am Yang Wei.

But you may address me
as The Dragon of Quantau.

Our history goes back to 18th century

in China, and now we are in your home.

The City of the Angels...

where you people fight among
each other for tiny slices

of the same pie.

We're about to change that.

What exactly are you proposing?

Unity.

You four criminal syndicates
under our control.

Are you senile?

Or just the dumbest man alive?

Yeah, man, I'm thinking
a little bit of both.

Double D?

Get ready to be happy.

Did you just call me "Double D"?

Di-di.

Two D's.

What did you think I meant?

What do you want, Donovan?

One of our patrols

thinks he may have traced
another marked bill to Westwood.

And if this Treasury Department

roster is correct...

Hey, Carter, we got a hit on the money.

Going somewhere?

Detective Lee?

This a surprise.

You know this guy?

This is MSS Agent Yun. In Hong Kong,

he assisted my task force
in many joint operations

against the Quantau.

We have a hit?

We have a hit.

You are a sworn officer of the law,

and you have been in the pocket
of the Quantau this whole time?

No, I worked to stop them
as you did for years.

But we failed in Hong Kong.

When they set their sights
on Los Angeles,

the MSS embedded
an undercover officer...

My sister.

At the overlook.

You were supposed to
meet her there tonight.

You didn't.

Why?

Answer me!

It's too late.

You sold Kim out to the Quantau.

Where's the summit?!

Where do we find her?!

Talk or I drop you!

Let me up!

All right, all right!

I'll tell you! Please!

You're proposing our business
under your control?

Your cooperation is preferable.

And that is why we will allow you

to keep one third
of the profits you make.

Brother, you're walking
around blind without a cane

if you think we're gonna
cave to your demands.

We make no demands.

This is an offer.

Two options.

Accept our terms or...

We choose "or"!

Listen to me.

That was "or."

And now, who is next?

Your organizations
will come under my control.

And the question that you must answer is

will you be alive to see it?

Jiaru...

huo si.

Join or die.

Kim Lee?

You were offered that same choice.

And I do not regret my decision.

You're about to.

MSS Agent Yun was kind enough

to inform me of your true allegiance.

Anything you have to say,

say it to Pan.

LAPD!

LAPD, freeze!

- Party's over.
- Kim!

If you've come to save me...

I came here to join you.

You don't need saving.

You go after the Dragon,
I'll go after Pan.

I know who you are.

I know many men
who have died by your hand.

Kim!

There you are.

- Don't tell me that's the...
- Dragon.

Does he have magical powers
or something?

'Cause he look like an old-ass man.

That's all he is... a sad old man.

And he doesn't shoot lightning

out of his fingers or nothing?

Can he at least turn into a dragon?

Just look at you two.

Your father would be proud of you...

if he were still alive.

What do you know of our father?

He knows nothing. He's an old fool.

If he had only

accepted the payment offered to him,

then maybe he would be still alive.

Our parents died in a car accident.

Father was due in court the next day

to inform on the Chief Inspector
for accepting bribes.

It was no car accident, it was a hit.

I couldn't tell you because I
was afraid of what you might do.

- What I might do?
- Hey, Lee, stop!

Step back! You have no part in this.

I'm your partner, man. This is murder.

He killed our parents.

Then make him accountable.
Let his ass rot in jail.

Come on, Lee.

Just like your father.

Weak.

Our father believed in justice.

Honor that.

Honor him.

Get him out of my sight.

Get up.

Lau Keung, Hui yerk.

What was that? I don't speak Dragon.

Lau Keung, Hui yerk.

Respect the strong.

Destroy the weak.

What do you think
they're talking about in there?

Probably about the HR report I filed

over you calling me "Double D."

What's it gonna take
to make this go away?

1 million in unmarked bills.

I can make that happen.

Clearly there was
a breakdown in intelligence

regarding Agent Yun's alleged

collaboration with Quantao.

Regardless, the LAPD's interference
wasn't helpful.

Really?

Are you actually gonna try
to spin this as our fault?

Because if you knew

that Agent Yun was working
with the Quantao,

and you kept it to yourself,

then you put innocent lives in danger.

And if you didn't know,

and Agent Yun was operating
right under your...

Ivy League nose,

then I think we all
deserve a tax refund.

Now, either way,

it could be very embarrassing
if this information got out.

Threats aside,
I hope that we can count on

your discretion going forward.

And how much is my discretion worth?

What do you mean "worth?"

I want full public acknowledgement

for my department's cooperation

in a joint, international
intelligence operation.

Anything else?

Oh, I'm sure I'll think of something.

Do you have to leave so soon?

I wish I could stay,

but my new position begins immediately.

My little sister,

an agent with the MSS.

Our father would be proud.

What's wrong?

In the same city all this time,

now we're finally on the same side,

and you're leaving.

Come back to Hong Kong.

You came to L.A.

to find me, you found me.

I hate to think of you
here alone with no family.

I'm not alone.

_

_

Ah, you'll see her again.

And I tell you what,

anytime you want to go and visit,
I'll tag along.

Lee,

would they not love me in China?

Do you want my honest response,

or an insincere compliment?

I'll go insincere compliment.

They would love you in China.

I knew it. I knew it, man.

I'm handsome, charming...

modest.

I'm short, they love
short people in China.

I don't know what happened to you,

you tall as hell.

Gerald.

I love you...

Oh, I love you too, girl.

What should we talk about next?

No, there was a "but."

Okay.

But...

no way in hell.

But he's so cute.

Isn't that right?

Dog got all his shots?

Yup.

Aw!

Captain, come on in.

Hey.

Um, forgive my dropping in unannounced.

I know you have company.

Oh, no, no, you're always
more than welcome.

Uh...

Put your hands down.

Captain Cole, it's, uh,

very weird seeing you
in a non-working capacity.

I mean, it's just... so out of context.

You know, like the first time
I saw my grandma

dancing at my uncle's wedding.

On the dance floor she was just
working and twerking it.

Throwing it back. It was, it was crazy.

Uh... just purely talking context.

I mean, you're much younger and sexier

than my grandmother.

Just what every woman wants to hear.

It's very touching.

Uh, actually, I just came
by to drop off dessert.

Oh! You shouldn't have.

But since you did, I'll take these

off your hands.

And I wanted to return these.

Thank you, Captain.

Oh... do I feel a hug

coming on, huh?

I think I do.

All right.

Good job.

And, um...

Thank you.

What the hell?

All right, have a good night.

Good night, Captain.

Man, drop that goofy-ass
grin off your face.

All good?

After a steak and a martini.

You make the reservations?

Yeah, but it wasn't easy.

I had to pull the CIA card.

I hope they don't poison our food.

- Oh, yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

Can I say something?

Yeah.

When I first came to L.A.,
I saw little to like here.

I didn't really care for the city,

and I thought you were a massive jerk.

But I learned to like the city,

and I've met some
really wonderful people.

And I've grown to find you tolerable.

You're talking smack.

- I taught him that.
- Uh-huh.

I taught him that.

I hate you a lot less too, Lee.

Ooh, Lee.

Show him what I taught you,

"The Dab."

Hey! Come on, Didi!

Where you at, Hoagie?