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And that's my best host of Mandarin, so there.

All this time I thought that other language he was speaking was Spanish.

Unfortunately, there's no monthly pay bonus for learning the language you were

born with. Hey, I figured, why should Nash be the only one who gets a pay bump

for learning what I assume is very little Chinese?

Oh, you assume, huh?

Well, since you're doing the ordering, why don't you get some more of that

thought? Oh, okay.

He said they're out of it.

I think you better leave a big gift.

Yeah.

Yeah, Tommy Luck.

I saw him when he came in.

Joe, why don't you go over there and ask him how many people he killed this

week? I haven't learned how to count that high in Mandarin yet.

We'll get the little weasel one day.

All things in due time.

He's looking for something. He thinks Tommy Luck has it.

Hiya.

SFPD. Listen, we're having a nice little dinner right back over there at that

table, and you gentlemen are interrupting the flow. So what I'm going

is that you put those toys back in your pants and go back to your tea and

cooking.

Now.

I'm assuming that you don't have a permit for those weapons, right?

That's what I thought. Put them away, girl.

You have no say here.

This is Chinatown.

Are you threatening me?

Take it any way you want.

Well, I usually take my Chinese.

Now, do you want to go for a little ride downtown?

Best I can figure.

You should go over there and pick up that check and skedaddle.

Move along.

Hey, listen, I figured out what it is I ordered for dinner last night. It's not

a pretty thing.

Mm -hmm. Well, I guess you noticed that I stayed with rice and vegetables.

I mean, what kind of languages are there where intestines and chicken fried

steak are basically the same word? I mean, they'll give and take.

Apparently one that not everyone can speak.

Good morning, David.

Last night you told me that Tommy Luck has something that belongs to you.

What is it?

Come again?

Said he has nothing to say.

Well, he's not in system, Nash. He had no warrants, no arrest. He's here on a

student visa from the People's Republic of China.

Issued in 89.

Year of the protest in Tiananmen Square.

Mr. Chung was fingerprinted in order to work at the Big Brothers of Chinatown?

What's it going to be, David?

Going to help us out here?

What's the beef between you and Tommy Luck?

If you don't talk to me, I'm going to have to lock you up.

You walk a shot.

Okay.

Do me a favor. Call Jim Budris over at the State Department.

Find out if he knows anything about this kid.

Okay, well, you know, tonight I'm working on the, you know, with the

Special detail.

All right.

Rotational duty.

One more thing. Wait a minute. Listen up, guys. New departmental policy.

Well, it's new. We just haven't observed it until now.

All officers in high -stress units are now required to visit the police

psychiatrist once a year. High -stress mother damn memo.

Appointments begin immediately.

Can I get a note from my doctor?

I dated a shrink once. Yeah, so did I. Well, yeah, maybe it was the same guy.

Five words for the shrink. Joke.

I thought you'd enjoy that.

Ronnie, take this kid back to the cooler.

Joke. You want to pull his backpack out of lockup? Let's go through it, see if

we can find out anything else about this guy.

Yeah, sure.

Like the hat?

Yeah, thanks. I've got one in green and blue.

What do you got there?

Your new name's Henry Jones.

You were born and raised in Northern California. You got a social security

credit report, work.

Residential history for the last 10 years. They never go back any further

that.

A lot of nice bands on your jacket there. I miss all that.

Yeah. Well, keep the images pure in your mind. Don't go to any of those revival

tours.

That'll be $3 ,000.

All righty.

But first, can you tell me what I should do with this old ID?

Sociology term paper.

Chess club. Could this guy be any more of a Boy Scout?

It could be J .J.

I mean, you know, if I was Chinese and he was in your chest and didn't want to

drop out of college.

Yeah, but J .J. doesn't go around pulling guns on anybody.

Well, that's part of the problem. He doesn't do much of anything.

You could think something being too easy on him. I don't know.

Ah, he's young. He'll figure it out.

I don't know what's up with kids nowadays, Nash. I mean, when I was his

was married. I'd been to the academy. I was on my way, you know.

Different times, brother.

Tell you what, I wouldn't want to do it again, would you? Only if I could do it

better.

Cal Asian fabric. Isn't that Tommy Lux's front?

Bertha Holkenstein.

Who's that?

Let's find out.

As you were, men.

Evan. Lisa, what are you doing here?

You think stuffed mushroom caps fall out of the sky?

You made those? They're excellent.

I didn't know you were such good pals with our new mayor.

Oh, yeah, we go way back to right around 2 p .m. when we were first introduced.

Part of the mayor's security detail.

Is everything safe and sound right there? Everything's extremely safe.

Extremely sound.

These are the habanero peppers. I finished sweating.

Oh, I better.

Yeah, yeah, I understand. Sweaty oven hose. I get that all the time.

Why don't you stop by later?

So you have no idea why we find your name in David Tum's backpack, huh?

But I know a performance artist named Donald Monk.

I can't tell the difference between David Chung and Donald Monk.

How about Tommy Luck? Any dealings with him?

Not that I remember.

Tell me again how you found me.

In the phone book.

I mean, you're the only Bertha Halkenstein, right?

Could you turn to your left just a bit, please?

Okay.

Now, drop trowel.

Your name can't be just Sunshine.

Would you prefer Jane Sunshine or Sunshine Schwartz? You tell me. Sooner

later, I'm going to find out your real ID.

Today an ID, tomorrow a barcode on your arm. You know, I don't run into too many

people anymore with your, what shall we say, your diehard 60s sensibility.

Could you really imprison a chick that saw the dead at the carousel ballroom?

What do you say we get you an attorney?

So I had this dream the other night, right? And in this dream, I get saved

drowning.

By David Hasselhoff.

Is that normal?

It could mean many things.

Yeah, well.

Anyways, he drags me up on shore, right? And then I look up and now it changes.

It's my partner, Nash Bridges.

And he has this big -ass yellow surfboard behind him. What do you think

dream means?

Hell.

Keep behind the wheel every once in a while, you know.

Honk the horn.

Answer the cell phone.

Get out of the way. Are we talking about a car here? No, it's my whole

relationship with this guy.

What guy?

Um, we have enough time here. I think we've been here a long time.

She's a criminal, Harv. Not a new hobby. Break her down.

Get her to lead us to all those other criminals she's helped disappear.

That's not that easy, man. I mean, she's been using a pretty good fake ID as far

back as we can trace.

Did you search her place?

Yeah. That's nothing incriminating.

Bring it in.

Get her talking.

Bet she's dying to open up to the right person.

A personal chat with a woman?

That'd be too novel.

What's going on with you and Bonnie?

Oh, nothing. An overdose couldn't cure her.

She's just, you know, mad at me because I'm always here.

We have no time together. And, of course, whenever I'm home and we've got

couple minutes together, she's punishing me. And so I just want to be back here.

When was the last time you bought her flowers, Harvey?

Last time I bought her flowers?

I don't know.

Buy her some flowers, Harvey.

Yeah, Nash.

Your birthday didn't check out, huh?

Well, I got some.

How far away are you from the port of Oakland?

Not Bertha Holkenstein.

Bertha is a Holkenstein.

So would you, Yellow Pages?

No, Bubba, the internet.

I just keyword searched Holkenstein.

Came up with a Bavarian beer, a breed of Austrian guinea pig, and this.

I wish I had chosen the guinea pigs.

Hey, want to sit painted and meet naked?

Not even if it's signed by Andrew Wyatt.

Whoa, dude, check it out.

Who's that? Moa Curly, I forget.

Well, now, that's rude.

My advice to you would be don't get up.

This is the last container on Tommy Luck's manifest. What do you bet that

ever in there has something to do with David Chung?

What do you think?

Do you want me to find the key or are you going to pick the lock?

I'm going to pick the lock with the super jumbo lock picker.

Can we get a translator over here? I don't understand anything.

Mission station sent over uniforms, speak six dialects of Chinese.

Oh, great.

Let's get translators to come right here.

It's all in ventilation.

It's like I've been coming at it from like a Mandarin point of view.

Yeah. Uh -huh.

Well, I'll give you a hint. Badmouth America all you want, but there's still

hell of a lot of people dying to get here.

Seven of them boarded the Hockenstein in Shanghai.

They paid 15 grand for the trip. 15 grand.

Makes it look gambling operation look puny, huh?

There's only about 15 here. Where are the rest?

Must have been taken off the boat before he got there.

Let's get David out here.

I got a hunch he's missing someone and not something.

Long night, huh?

When I got into this, I thought being a good cook was enough. It's more like

you're a general in the army.

Well, everything was great, especially that chocolate thing. What was that?

Flandre Hartlett.

That's great.

Thank you.

Listen, would you, uh...

You want to get out of here? I got to finish these time cards. Do you need a

lockup? No, I was thinking maybe, you know, you and me could go back to my

for a nightcap.

As a prelude to... Nothing, whatever.

Well, we'll choose it. Nothing or whatever.

Hopefully whatever.

I can't go on with you.

Not that it wouldn't be fun.

You paid to have someone brought over, didn't you?

David, I'm gonna help you.

You're gonna have to trust me.

My mother.

Father boarded the ship in Shanghai.

At last, he speaks.

I knew from contacts in China that Locke was smuggling them over.

I went to the dock to pick them up, but they weren't there.

Locke took them somewhere.

Did you see him?

No, but I know they were on that boat.

I'm sorry.

Where I go to jail?

My sister is an assistant district attorney.

I'll talk to her.

Will you testify against Tommy Luck?

Yes. It's going to be okay.

Oh, yeah.

That is beautiful. Look at the lay of that dress.

It's not exactly illegal.

Carson. Tommy Luck stick his foot in his mouth yet? So far the only thing

offensive is his taste in galore.

Well, he's got to check on those missing boat people sooner or later.

Keep your eyes on the prize.

You got it.

I think it's time to start lighting the fire under Tommy Luck's butt.

Yeah, what if he's got a fireproof butt?

That all depends on how big a stick of dynamite you put under it.

You're going the wrong way, man.

I got to stop by my place and pick up some college application forms for

Cassidy. Cassidy's in college?

Hello? Man, seems like just yesterday she was rolling around in front of the

with a cookie in her mouth.

Wait a minute, that was Zinger. It was yesterday.

Ladies and gentlemen, fix the elevator.

Hey! Wow, cool.

Good ball.

Where'd this come from? You didn't know?

I did not.

Got it out of the bait with a drill.

Since Arnie Bulow cracked 100 ,000, I swore I'd top it.

Where does Arnie Bulow practice now? The last thing.

St. Peter.

But no one else was using it, so I gave him 100 bucks for it.

If you want me to have it, I'll take it back.

Oh, no, no, I don't care.

I was just thinking that, you know, you got Whitney here.

I'd take advantage of her. I would, if you won't let me. No, no, Nick, I didn't

mean that. I meant you ought to get out and about, you know.

Hell, I thought you were crazy about seeing that Enola Gay exhibit down at

museum. Gone already.

Well, there's always the zoo.

Well,

I guess you guys are in couple.

Did Lisa leave some papers here for me?

Yeah.

How would you do that?

Well, I'll do it with you.

You better not tell me.

You're dreaming, Bubba.

She's my dad's nurse.

Uh -huh.

She is.

Okay, man. Hey, look. If you want me to believe that she's your dad's nurse...

and discount all my copy instincts and everything my eyes tell me, and believe

it, hey, I have the technology.

Good.

I didn't say she wasn't cute.

You can't go in there.

Oh, sorry, Tommy. I guess your secretary didn't hear us knock.

This desk is a Jean -Luc Laurent original.

It costs more than you make in a year.

In a year, huh?

You need a second gig, Bubba.

I guess so. Hey, you know what I could do?

I could start charging 15 grand a head for every new police recruit I bring in.

Hey, that could add up. Yeah, it could.

What do you want?

We got your buddy John downtown in a lockup.

So we thought we'd just stop by and see if you had anything to say before we

offer him an immunity deal.

Do you know what Chenmo is?

Yeah. The Italians call it Omerta.

The code of silence.

A mafioso would tell you his boss's name, who he's garroted, where his

grandmother hides a rosary beads before John would admit to you with the color

of his own eyes.

Well, you guys are tough, huh?

Well, look, we got to run, but we'll be back.

I doubt it. Oh, I almost forgot.

I replaced your luck, luck.

Yes,

working man's dead. My goodness, sunshine.

You are kind of a deadhead, aren't you? Don't go fishing.

We're just talking here.

Yeah, well, you run my prints for the FBI.

I'm not running your prints for the FBI.

I got people for that.

They won't find anything.

I remember the first time the airplane played Fillmore. Oh, I got such a big

crush on Grace Slick that night. It was in high school.

You didn't catch that show, did you?

That makes you think I was even around.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

Ash, I think I have a line on Sunshine. I asked her a trick question.

She saw Airplane with Grace Flick the first time they played film work. And?

Grace wasn't with them yet. Signe Anderson was their vocalist then.

This girl owns all their albums, man. She had to know.

And she thought if she corrected you, it would tip you to what? That she lived

here in the 60s?

If the reason she needed an alias took place right here in that era.

All right, I think you're on to something.

Stay with it.

We got counts on David Chung.

Assault with a deadly weapon, possession of an unlicensed handgun, and felon

public endangerment.

All of which you want the DA to ignore.

He can tie Tommy Luck to the people smuggling.

And that's worth immunity.

If you can tie it up with hard evidence.

I can, and I will.

Send David over to the courthouse this afternoon.

I'll handle it.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Your lips aren't moving.

It's Lisa. As in Bridges? Shh.

Have you ever seen her in her chef's whites?

She's absolutely radiant.

Like a heat lamp?

No, no. It's more like the sun and the moon.

You get all that from a white cotton uniform, huh?

Well, yeah, that and plus a couple glasses of wine, yeah.

What happened?

Well, you see, she was working at the mayor's party, right?

And, uh, I mean, we were talking and we were flirting and... And, uh... Nothing

happened.

Nothing is in nothing?

Well, a little less than that.

I think a little bit more.

Oh, boy.

Here's what throws me. A guy like Evan goes on a security duty, spends two

minutes schmoozing with Lisa Bridges, Nash's ex, Nash Bridges, acting

of SIU, and next thing you know, he's got a full -on romance going with her.

A full -on romance?

Yeah, that's what I hear.

Sounds like you're envious.

Envious?

No. You know that scene in Star Wars where the sand creature takes a thousand

years to digest a guy? That's humane compared to what?

Nash would do if he caught Evan sleeping with his ex.

What's bothering you?

Well, okay, here's what's bothering me.

Evan's a good guy. I work with him every day, okay? I got no problem with that.

But he's not half the cop I am. I mean, what do I have to do?

Paint a picture on my forehead?

Hey, look at me.

Maybe you should.

It's because I'm not a kick -in -the -door type of guy.

I'm a head guy.

Does Inspector Bridges ever express his appreciation for your work?

That's what I'm saying.

I'm not sure he realizes what I do.

Does that sound petty?

I think I'd like to recommend we book a weekly appointment. How are Fridays for

you?

Hey, Nash, find me some magic.

Lux on the phone yelling.

Something about Chinese in a sweatshop.

Yeah, it looks like he's going to try and move them. Did you get the number he

called? Yeah, and I read for the address.

231 Mariposa? Not far from you. I'll meet you there.

We've got some action on luck.

Be careful.

Let me help you with your thing.

Why Paul?

Why Paul?

You confused me with someone else.

Fifteen grand apiece, huh?

Guess this is the idea of a luxury hotel.

Uh -oh. Something tells me they just checked out. Right about that. You ought

see this place.

Four bunks and four sewing machines per room and no maid service.

Look, some bigger cheese than we thought, huh? Take their money, bring

over, make some lid, and we're going to sweat, Chuck. Cheese.

That's not all he does.

You sure you're up for this?

Ron,

take David over to the courthouse.

We'll find your parents.

Evan. Yes, sir. Any word on the State Department?

Yeah, Jim Rogers is standing by for a video net conference.

I got it all hooked up. Good.

Internet video conference.

Brave new world, Bubba. Thanks.

Nash, my friend.

How's the handicap?

The ticker in the closet, Bubba. No time.

David Chung was at Tiananmen.

At the time, his parents were publishers of a dissonant newsletter.

And now?

They're dead.

The regional party leader, a guy named Wai Po, had them executed.

Well, if they're dead, who's David after?

Joe.

Why do you know that face?

His picture was in that newspaper that we pulled out of David's backpack.

Right. What else have you got on this guy Wai Po, Jim?

Well, he was forced from power a few months ago.

Disappeared. There's a king's ransom on his head in China. All right, buddy.

Thanks a lot.

I do. Thanks.

Well, but we've been had.

Why do you think you tried to seduce your boss's ex -wife?

Have you seen her?

She's hot.

You just said she isn't your type.

Well, she isn't. She's more Nash's type, you know.

Personally, I prefer brunettes.

So you're trying to be like Nash on the job and now in your love life, too. Is

that what you're saying?

Well, Nash is like my mentor.

Right? And, you know, he's a great cop. Why wouldn't I want to be like him?

What's wrong with just being who you are?

Well, nothing, but people say I'm like Nash was, you know, 20 years ago, so...

You want to live up to the legend.

Are you saying I have a problem?

You tell me.

Thanks, sir.

Time to come clean, Cynthia.

Cynthia?

I'm sorry, your friend's from the FBI. They called you Cindy, right? Cindy

Rocklin. The vets had a fatal 73 draft board bombing.

Funny thing being that they didn't know it was unsolved.

Until you had them check it out.

Then about 100 others. Your fingerprints matched ones on the crime scene.

It was 23 years ago.

You know what my part in that bombing was?

To make sure no one got hurt.

I watched that Billy's routine six nights in a row, so now I'm just a

guard.

There's a picture in the paper the next day.

Give me a minute.

A minute.

His wife told the police they had a fight that night.

He slept in that draft board because of a fight with his wife.

It was a mistake.

He wasn't supposed to be there.

Two years ago.

Hi. The docket's backed up today.

New layman's postponed until tomorrow.

Inspector Bridget, I'd be free to go today.

Sorry, I'll try to get you out of here first thing in the morning.

Gus, David will be spending the night in our beautiful courthouse suites, okay?

Tomorrow, I promise. Gus, have you seen Judge Fernandez? He asked me to drop

these off.

Nick. What?

What's the matter, son? It's 3 .30 in the morning, Nick.

What are you doing up?

Wait a minute.

We're not going fishing. That's not today, is it? No, we're not going

Nick, we have got to work out our schedules.

Come on.

Ever since you were a tyke, you could sleep through an atomic blast.

What's troubling you?

Chinese kid looking for his parents.

I found this woman. She was dead. I thought it might be his mother.

Turned out it wasn't, but... Something funny.

He barely reacted to the dead body.

Well, not everybody wears their emotions on their sleeve.

Yeah.

What he's got up his sleeve is what bothers me.

Give some sleep.

Stacy Bridget.

Well,

can you find her for me?

Hey, Lise.

Hi. I'm here to see Nash.

I'm trying to pick up some papers for Cassidy's college application.

Right, right. Look, about the other night.

I mean, I just thought that... I think I know what you were thinking, yes.

But... No.

Right, right.

Oh, you forgot this at the kitchen.

It's been a long time since someone with a rented bow tie came onto me.

Well, I've been working towards full ownership, but I think next time I'll

be Lisa.

Very cool.

Hi, Lee. Hi.

You look busy. Yeah, well... Can you sign the forms?

Uh, yeah.

Anything I need to know?

No.

I'll see you later.

Stacey?

Nash, there's been a screw -up I just found out.

David's gone.

Somehow he got away last night. The bailer thought I still had him.

What?

How? What's up?

David gave Stacy the slip.

I'm sorry, Nash.

Don't worry about it. He had us all fooled.

Let me know if there's anything I can do.

All right, thanks, sis. Later.

Start with this apartment.

Hello. Supposed to be watching the window.

Don't worry. I got my eye on him.

All quiet and no sign of Luck. I brought you a latte.

Nonfat with vanilla.

You remembered.

Yeah.

What the hell?

What is it?

It's David Chung. What's he saying?

He wants to know where the sweatshop workers are. Flash, it's David Chung.

at Luck's office.

Okay, sit tight. We're on our way.

We went for Nash, right? No time.

Bill Watt.

Greg's going to be okay.

Wake me up, Nash. Tell me this isn't happening.

Brynn, do not second -guess yourself.

Why not? Everybody else talks.

I'll talk to her later.

That'd be good.

Think Luck's going to try and kill David?

Yep. As soon as he figures out what David knows.

Then we've got to find him.

So far, we've got two henchmen. One's not talking. The other one's dead.

Moe doesn't know that Curly's not talking.

Nash, man.

Curly's dead.

What?

Anybody ever tell you you're really ugly?

No, I mean, what ugly?

Okay, have it your way.

Hey, Ronnie.

Hiya, Mo.

Want a cigarette?

Give me a cigarette, will you? Oh, yeah.

Curly over there, according to him, Tommy Luck was never near the doctor.

At least to end the whole smuggling operation on you. Start at the

okay?

Enough of that Chin Mo crap, huh, Bubba?

It's his word or yours.

If you want to take the fall for Tommy Luck, that's up to you.

I'm thinking.

You better tell me where Tommy's hiding those boat people.

Or your friend there's going to bury you.

Old Tunnel.

Under Grand Street in Chinatown.

How do I get in?

There's a vacant store west side of this street. Between Pacific and Jackson.

Go down in front.

Good boy.

Joe? Yeah?

Yeah, okay.

Yes. I want my lawyer. Bad quarter.

Excuse me. Could you tell me how to get...

I have money set aside in Swiss account.

What if the Chinese government will pay me to smuggle you back?

I don't think so.

So, my boy, you must be pretty clever to escape, huh?

I hear the new ruling party leader sent after Red Army are looking for you.

You're not too clever for me, huh?

David, don't.

I have to.

For my parents.

I'm sorry.

David, this isn't going to bring your parents back.

What did they do to you?

Tell me!

I did what I was told.

No, you don't need to kill him!

David.

Whatever happens to this guy beyond somebody else's conscience. Come on.

Come on. Up we go. Come on. You're all right.

A little harder.

No, no, no. With your hip. With your hip.

Scoop it.

Great.

Great.

I can't lift up.

How am I doing?

You got about 85 ,000 feet.

All right.

Doing great.

I'm not going to make it. You're going to make it, Nick. You're going to make

it. Come to papa.

I did it.

I broke the record.

Hallelujah.

Thank you, Whitney.

Thank you.

Congratulations, Nick. What did you do, Nick?

I broke the record.

I'll never have to play this damn thing again.

Good night.

You taught him that? Yeah.

Yeah, sure. It was the only way.

He had to get the record, right?

So, you play?

I play.

How good are you?

What is your relationship like with the people that work for you?

Good.

No problems?

We have issues.

But we generally work through them.

I respect them, and I think they respect me.

You were involved in a shooting yesterday.

You killed a man.

I killed a man, yes.

I also saved another man's life.

Do you want to talk about it?

What's to talk about?

You tell me.

Tommy Luck is a bad man.

And his children will no longer have a father.

And I did that.

Like I said.

He was a bad man.

Then I went home to my father.

That's a whole other story.

My father lives with you?

Yeah. He's great.

He got this pinball machine.

And he woke me up the other morning about 3 .30 in the morning.

Playing the damn thing.

What a pain in the ass.

At the time.

But I look back on it now and... It's a fond memory.

Did you tell your dad what happened to you yesterday?

Yeah.

I spare him the details.

I get the feeling that you show a lot of concern for other people's feelings.

But you haven't told me yet how you feel.

How do you feel?

Can you tell me how you feel, Inspector?