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I've served this tongue my whole life. If you want to burn me out, then go

ahead. Knock yourself out.

We did what we did to save the tongue.

Someone take the fucking onion.

Okay. We're losing ground by the day.

The Long Sea and the Fung Hai will own us within a year.

What the fuck are you doing?

You are honoring your long years of leadership and celebrating your

I made you good profit. No worries that we don't part with good terms.

I have a partner about to leave me badly exposed.

You could be of some help. Indeed, I can.

The deal you proposed, is it still on the table?

Divorce me. Penny, dear.

Why are you doing this to me?

Why are you doing this?

Why?

There's one guy in it.

Gangster. We call him the violin man.

He was born into nobility and he played for them when he was like two years old.

No one plays the violin when they're two years old. Sure they do.

They don't make violins that small for a baby like that.

It'd be like playing a fucking cello. Hey, two, three, whatever. The point is,

his family was killed off in the revolution.

And he wound up out on the streets.

Turned out, he could scrap like a motherfucker.

He joined the town.

After a while, his hands got so fucked up from the fights.

He couldn't play anymore, so he pulled the strings off his violin. Tiny violin.

No, he was older now. You guys are fucking up my story.

Anyway, he pulled the strings off his violin, and he would carry them with

And when he killed people, he would choke them out with the same violin

he used to play fucking Mozart with. Hence, the violin man.

How did we get on his topic?

You asked him why he fights with that rope.

Oh, yeah.

What's the connection?

It's my trademark, man. The violin man had a string.

I have my chain.

Did you play Mozart on it?

What?

No.

Then I don't get it. Me either.

Fuck you guys.

The rope man.

Come on.

That doesn't have the same ring to it.

It's not a rope. It's a chain.

Rope man, you tell any fungi still breathing.

They work for us now.

I don't think anyone is still breathing.

That works too.

Thank you, Chuck.

Don't take my leg!

Don't take my leg!

I'm sorry.

It's too far gone.

I promise.

How long ago?

An hour, maybe two.

The neighbors heard shouting and they saw someone running away from the house.

Sent a footman to the station.

Jesus, what a mess.

Has Mrs. Blake made a statement?

Not yet.

I thought it best not to press her until you arrived.

You did the right thing.

Mrs. Blake, are you hurt?

Can you tell me what happened here?

Your husband has been killed, Mrs. Blake, and you've clearly been in a

I'm going to need you to speak.

Did you kill your husband, Mrs. Blake?

He was drunk.

He attacked me.

So you were defending yourself.

He was strangling me. I couldn't breathe.

The thing is, Mrs. Blake, your husband was hit on the back of the head with

poker by the looks of it.

You couldn't have hit him like that if he was strangling you.

Perhaps your sister saw what was happening and came to your aid. No.

She tried, but he threw her into a wall.

So, if not her...

It was Jacob. Sophie. Watch this now. I'm not letting you go to jail for

something you didn't do. She confused.

She hit her head. Samuel was trying to kill her. Jacob, he hit him, but he was

defending her. That is not what happened. Excuse me, Mrs. Blake, what

doing?

Jacob's not a murderer. The mayor of San Francisco has been killed in his own

home. Someone is going to be arrested for murder. Now it can be you or it can

the man who actually killed him.

Or maybe it wasn't him. Maybe it was your sister.

No. Is he still in the house?

Search the house to be sure, but I suspect we'll need to track down this

Chinaman, Jacob. Please.

He was just defending me.

Of course he was, but fleeing the scene isn't helping his case.

I think we should leave Mrs. Blake and Miss Mercer to recover. They've been

through a terrible ordeal.

I'll leave him out on the door.

Chief Flanagan, may I speak to you for a moment?

So what do you think?

I think it's clear the mayor was murdered by a Chinaman.

You say it like that, we'll have pandemonium in the streets. And that's

we're going to stay ahead of it. We're going to search every inch of Chinatown.

Can we pull policemen from other beats?

I suppose that's up to you now.

You're the acting mayor.

Yes.

I suppose I am.

Every badge you can muster first thing in the morning. I want a large -scale

very visible manhunt already underway before we announce the mayor's death. Do

you understand?

Do you want me to put on a show? A big one.

I want to keep the city calm and catch a murderer. That'll take some doing. For

one thing, we don't know what he looks like. Just get it started.

It's important that the people know we're on top of things.

Even when we aren't? Especially then.

I don't understand why we don't just burn this fucking place to the ground.

a message.

Our colors on the Funghai headquarters is the message Wan Mai Ling has to live

with every day.

The longer she waits to retaliate, The weaker she looks, but she can retaliate.

Because of the six companies, blah, blah, blah.

Either way, she's fucked.

Makes sense.

But I didn't ice out the old man just to wait around for someone else to make

the first fucking move.

This is the move.

Get me?

When did you get so smart?

Oh, I don't like to show off.

Well, we both know that's not true.

Okay, we'll try this.

See how she reacts.

But I'm not going to keep us in this domain forever.

I underestimated him.

You think this was our son?

Father Jun wouldn't authorize a direct attack right now. They hit the Fung Hai

when they're at their weakest.

This was strategic.

But it was also personal.

He's provoking me.

Daring me to break the treaty.

I didn't think they'd move so quickly after saying.

Because you weren't looking at the bigger picture.

So what do we do?

There are other avenues.

People who aren't the least bit concerned about our little treaties.

Exactly.

A celebration.

We took out the Fung Hai and fucked along Zee hard without breaking the

And how many of your brothers did you lose in the process?

At least I did something.

You're right, you did.

And I'm sure it was a hell of a scrap.

But you've been in charge for what, two days?

And you're already waging war.

The Fung Hai needed to go. Of course they did.

But maybe there was a smarter way to do it. One that wouldn't have cost you good

men.

You've always been too impulsive.

I tried to teach you patience.

Maybe that's something that can't be taught.

Maybe that's something you have to learn the hard way.

I don't need to tell you boys what we're up against here.

Every second that goes by without that Chinaman in handcuffs only increases the

chances that we'll never see him again. And if that happens, God help us.

Chinatown is closed.

Effective immediately.

I want every filthy, godforsaken corner in that shithole torn to shreds until

this Jacob is found.

Someone gets in your way, get him out.

Someone doesn't want to open the door. Oakley pulled in every cop in the city.

Should be a hell of a show.

Christ, Lee.

You even up for this?

Up for what?

No, I reckon when push comes to shove, you'll just pin it on the first

you find.

Right, Sergeant?

All right.

Get it done. Get it done fast.

That's me.

Lee.

Hey.

I thought we were past this shit. You planned it, that watch.

Yeah, you planned it.

You made me believe. I mean, part of your lie.

What are you talking about?

I spoke with him in the widow.

You had a problem with the fungha, so you framed him.

You're a fucking boy, slow.

What are you telling me? He didn't deserve to go down?

I can't think, Will.

We lost men.

McLeod, Donnelly, Gallagher. You think I don't know that?

They died in the line of duty.

You say that like you almost believe it. I don't know who it was that told you

that the world was black and white, Lee, but believe me, they didn't do you any

fucking favors.

I think I know where to draw the line.

Yeah?

And which side of that line does killing your own kin fall on?

Fuck! You are picking up some bad habits, Lee! And throwing punches at me

of that fucking list!

What the hell is going on here? He's lost his fucking mind!

George. Morning.

Morning,

William. How's the family?

Hungry.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Truly.

It's not nearly enough, I know, but maybe it'll help.

I don't want a fucking handout.

I want a job like you promised.

What the fuck do you think I'm doing out there, huh?

Day in, day out.

I'm fighting for you.

I'm fighting for all these men.

Change doesn't come overnight.

Aye, so you think.

And so you've been saying.

But we're all still here, watching the goddamn chicks ride past us every day on

the way to our jobs.

I pay my dues.

We all do.

On what little we make.

And I'm tired of fucking waiting.

Shuttle down!

All of you!

You all heard the mayor's speech.

He's taken our side.

Gonna force the coolies out.

Any day now he'll be back to work.

And who'd you think put the fucking screws to him?

It was my boot and their fucking neck. I delivered the message that you take our

jobs at your own fucking peril.

If you think you can do better, be my fucking guest.

Maybe you're right, but that's just words right now.

And a politician's promises won't put Brad and my family at table.

He's dead.

What?

He attacked my sister.

He was insane. I tried to stop him, but he was too strong.

Oh, my God.

He's dead.

Now, are you saying it was you that killed him? It was Jason.

The art valet.

She didn't want me to say anything, but I can let them arrest her for it.

She hates me now.

Tamara's dead.

Someone's gonna swing for it. You did the right thing.

Blake's gone. Who the fuck is in charge?

Raise your right hand and repeat after me.

I, Walter Franklin Buckley.

I, Walter Franklin Buckley.

Do solemnly swear.

Do solemnly swear.

That I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States.

That I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States.

And the Constitution of the State of California.

and the Constitution of the State of California.

Against all enemies, foreign and domestic.

Against all enemies, foreign and domestic.

That I will bear true faith and allegiance to the Constitution of the

States and the State of California.

And that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the Constitution of the

States and the State of California.

That I take this obligation freely without any mental reservation or

evasion.

That I take this obligation freely without any mental reservation or

evasion. And that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties upon

am about to enter.

And that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties upon which I am

to enter.

And during such time as I hold the office of the mayor of San Francisco.

And during such time as I hold the office of the mayor of San Francisco.

Congratulations, Mr. Mayor.

The city is yours.

Have you seen him?

Have you seen him?

You've seen this?

If it's any consolation, it bears almost no resemblance to you. I don't give a

damn about the quality of the rendering. Where are we in the search? We're

looking for a Chinaman in Chinatown. Could be a while. I don't have a while,

neither do you if you hope to remain chief of police during my tenure.

Sir, if you want a Chinaman, I can get you one this morning. But not the

Chinaman, not the one who murdered the mayor.

I can't just yank him out of a hat. Put a curfew in place.

And roadblock. No one comes or goes from Chinatown without talking to a cop.

I take it you'll approve the extra hours for the men? I want the entire force on

the streets. I don't care what it costs.

Nobody sleeps until we have our man.

Mr. Mayor, look what I was looking for.

Acting mayor.

Sorry to hear about Blake.

God rest his soul.

He may have been a twisted son of a bitch, but he was a friend of the

man. Is there something I can do for you, Mr. Leary? I'm in a bit of a rush.

It's okay. I think I can keep up.

These are dark times.

First they attack a cop in his own home. Now they've assassinated the mayor.

They're straying from their pen more and more.

Some might get the idea that our local government has lost all control of the

Chinese situation.

There's a point you're trying to make. You don't have nearly enough men to find

a chink who did that. I have one of the most highly trained police forces in the

entire country.

That may be, but you're still outmounted to one.

I can tip the odds in your favor.

And yours, presumably.

The important thing is that he just deserves, publicly, especially for a

new mayor.

Show them he's up to the job.

Demonstrate his will and whatnot.

And how is it you propose to help? Exactly.

Deputize one working man for every cop you got looking until the search is

You'll double your reach.

I'll get you the sharpest fellas we got.

Three dollars a day ought to do it. Even if that was a reasonable suggestion,

which we both know it isn't. Maybe his budget won't accommodate anything close

to that. Two dollars then.

A small price to pay to keep these men occupied.

Tensions being as high as they are.

You wouldn't want to see vigilantes roaming the streets on your watch now,

we?

I mean, how would that look?

You weren't able to intimidate me when I was deputy mayor. What makes you think

you're going to intimidate me now?

You're more to lose, I guess.

Before he went to his soap, Blake made a speech promising the work he meant

would be taken care of.

It would be a big fucking mistake for the man who succeeds him to forget that

promise.

Mayor Blake never gave a speech I didn't put in his mouth.

It could be I will have use for your crude tactics down the road.

Until then, you and the working men will have to wait in line.

I have more urgent matters to deal with.

San Francisco Police

Department! Everybody stay where you are!

Easy there, big fella. We're not here for a fight.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are looking for this man.

The sooner you help us find him, the sooner we can get out of your hair.

All right.

Start upstairs.

Search every room.

Ah, a toy.

This man not here.

Then you've got nothing to worry about.

Too many cops. Not good for business.

Oh, I've got more bad news for you.

It's perfect.

Everyone sit down until we find Armand, including you.

Look who's back from the dead.

Remember me?

Hard to say. You all kind of look the same to me.

No wonder you're here to crack wise after that beating you took.

You saw that?

And stopped it, too.

See, that pause there is where you thanked me for saving your life.

That's a lot of cops for one man.

Well, a Chinaman killed the mayor.

We take that sort of thing personally.

Mayor Blake?

That's right.

Caved his head in with a fire poker, then went on the ground.

No one's seen him since.

I don't have to tell you this doesn't bode well for your people.

The sooner we catch this guy, the better for all concerned.

Maybe you know him.

Name's Jacob.

We don't all know each other.

Well, maybe.

He was Mrs. Blake's manservant.

I know you know her.

Barely.

Barely.

Well, in the meantime, no one gets in or out of Chinatown until we find our man.

And my man will not stop tearing this place apart.

So, do you know anything? I don't.

Would you tell me if you did?

Fuck off.

And tell your friends to stay off the streets.

Today would be the wrong fucking day, do you hear me?

Evening, Mr. Mayor. Come to check up on us.

Something like that.

Any action?

None to speak of, but we'll get him, sir.

Let him through!

It's been a while, Mr. Buckley.

I was beginning to think you'd forgotten me. I've been busy.

So I hear.

Congratulations on your promotion.

Funny, when I came to San Francisco, I never imagined I'd be granted an

with the mayor.

Oh, let's see if we can make it worth your while.

I need to find this murder of Jacob yesterday.

That won't be easy.

Chinatown may not be long or wide, but it's very deep.

True, but anything's possible with the proper motivation.

If you don't help me locate this criminal, it'll mean the end of your

supply and the beginning of a new era in Chinatown, one in which the longs are

no longer immune to prosecution.

So not the carrot, but the stick.

I cannot stress how not in the mood I am for repartee.

I can find your Jacob.

But I'll want something in return. I already told you my turn. And now I'm

telling you mine.

It's simple, really.

I want my enemies to be your enemies.

And when the time comes, your cops will help you cross the halfway.

Do we have a deal?

I heard about the curfew. I was worried.

It wasn't easy getting into Chinatown. The police were everywhere.

Have they given you any trouble?

They closed business.

But... But I'm okay.

Good. You must think I'm ridiculous. No.

I was very kind.

I'm... And I heard back out to the vineyard. I thought maybe you might want

come with me.

No? Yeah.

With things in Chinatown, how they are, I thought it might be good to get away

for a few days.

But to be honest... Officer?

Can I help you?

Is there anyone else in here tonight?

No, just us.

Ma 'am, you need to leave now.

Excuse me?

There's a curfew in effect.

It's okay.

Sergeant O 'Hara already come.

He sent it back.

Surprise inspection.

I don't care who sent you.

You can't just barge in here without a proper... Nate!

in your hair like this.

You need medical attention.

No, it's safe for you here.

Don't be ridiculous.

We need to get you to a doctor. I said go!

You don't know me.

And you don't belong here.

No place for a white woman.

Now go!

I asked you a question, Flint.

What's your fucking name?

Juan Charles.

And he's not your man?

He shouldn't be out here tonight.

Dangerous. Dangerous for everyone.

I told you he's not your man.

Now get on with you, or I'll feed you that fucking stick.

You saved that cop's life.

Well, here I thought I was saving yours.

Forget about him.

It's probably his first time in Chinatown. Well, I see him again, it

last time.

Well, help me find this Jacob and get all these cops out of here.

I give you Zing, Dan the Funghai.

I help you with your swordsmen. How many times I do your job for you, Sergeant?

Maybe you give me a badge.

I'll make it worth your while. Until next problem, then you shut me down

I got you up and running as fast as I could.

I don't know this man.

You sure?

I know who I know.

Well, if you hear anything, you know what it might be.

Of course.

I am friend to police.

Good night.

Don't stay off the street.

I am sorry about shutting you down, Char.

A toy.

My God.

What happened to you?

You tried to kill me.

What? What are you talking about? I've been home all night.

I don't understand.

Who are those men?

Did they do this to you?

You sign.

Now.

Sign what?

You sign or you die.

Make choice.

Surely you don't think I had anything to do with it.

I would never hurt you until I did.

Lie again.

You're told you're dying in that bed.

You finish, son.

You go far away.

I ever see you.

You dead man.

Who are you?

What the fuck do you want?

Please.

Help me.

Please.

Help me.

Thank you.

I don't know.

China time.

China time. China time.

China time.

No, this is the world.

Don't dig up more snakes than you can kill.

What do you think?

We spend every day living in their world, but today they're going to die in

ours. This is always going to happen one way or another.

No one wanted to listen.

This is a goddamn reckoning.

Today we're Chinese and they're not.

And that's all that matters.