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(microwave beeping)

(answering machine beeping)

- [Answering Machine] Hello, you have no messages.

(microwave beeping)

(sighing)

(sighing)

(pool balls breaking)

(crowd cheering)

- [Man] Nice shot.

- [Man] Drop 'em Sang.

(groaning)

- (Muffled) ball, corner pocket.

- [Man] Lucky shot.

- [Man] Where'd this guy come from?

- Two, inside pocket.

- He's good.

- He's lucky.

- He's kickin' your butt.

Why don't you learn something.

- [Man] Ah, man.

- He's good.

- That's game.

You owe me 50.

- I don't have it.

- I saw your dough when you paid for the beer, man.

- So?

You want the money so bad,

try and take it.

- You just beat up a friend of mine.

- He should have paid his debt.

- You come in here and face off against Pai gow.

Either you got a lot a guts or a lot a friends.

- I don't need any friends.

- Everybody needs friends.

? We never thought we'd find a place where we belong

? Don't have to stand alone

? We'll never let you fall

? Don't need permission to decide what you believe

? I said jump

? Down on Jump Street.

? I said jump

? Down on Jump Street

? Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall

? You'll find you'll need us

? Cause there's no one else to call

? When it was hopeless a decision's what you need

? You'd better be ready to

? Be ready to, jump

? 21 Jump Street

- Someone oughta tell these little mom and pop shops

they need to start keepin' their money in a bank.

- Wouldn't matter, Jude.

Vietnamese don't trust banks.

- Yeah, and they don't trust cops either.

Which is why these gangs are extorting the hell out of 'em.

This is the 10th incident in two weeks.

This kid Lock's gettin' seriously fat,

and we're not even close to nailing him.

- And he gave me an open invitation to the Pai gow house.

- The Pai what?

- Pai gow, it's a Chinese game, sorta like 21.

Lock calls his gang the Pai gow boys.

- Yeah, they're a pretty tight-knit group.

You can pick out the members by the tattoo they wear.

- Let me guess, it says mom.

- No actually, it's a dragon and an angel.

The legend has it that the Vietnamese are

descended from the two.

- [Lock] Sometimes a game lasts a day or two.

- I haven't played in a long time.

- Well pull up a chair.

Guys, make some room.

- What's the buy-in?

- 20 bucks.

- 20 bucks.

- Guys this is Harry.

And I believe you already met Sang.

- I will catch your game later.

- Okay, fine.

Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place.

- All these guys, they all Pai gow?

- No, some of these guys just wanna hang out.

Got no place to go, nothin' to eat.

- So you take care of them.

- I do what I can.

- [Harry] I mean we're talkin' about some serious cash

to run a place like this.

- This is America.

You work hard, and you think smart, you can buy.

Rent only makes the other guy rich.

So wha'da you think?

- [Harry] Wha'da I think?

I wouldn't mind hangin' out, now and then.

- Good, 'cause I want you to do me a favor.

Ask for Kim, and tell her you're comin' to pick her up.

- Sure, who is she?

- That's my girl.

But her old man hates my guts.

(speaking foreign language)

- I'm impressed young man.

You have not forgotten the old ways.

And as a new friend of Kim's,

my wife will insist on you coming to dinner sometime soon.

- I would love to.

- Good.

As for tonight, bring her home by 11.

- Oh, you can count on me, sir.

- Midnight.

(light jazz music)

- [Lock] Harry, I'm tellin' you,

there's no question about it.

- You're talkin' about one, the one in the blue dress?

- The one in the blue.

- Get outta here, now that is not a man.

- 10 bucks says he is.

- No way, now make it 20.

- All right.

Her legs are bigger than Brian Bosworth's.

(laughing)

- Oh no, Harry can you pass me another napkin, please.

Yeah.

- Here, I'll do it.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

You musta snowed the old guy.

Did you tell him you were a student?

- He even invited Harry to dinner.

(laughing)

- Tell him you're gonna be assistant manager for IBM

when you graduate, he loves that crap.

- Yeah.

- He's traditional, that's all.

- Yeah, and he's tryin' to protect his daughter

from guys like us, man.

Who can blame him?

- Guys like you.

- Oh no, guys like you.

- Yeah, thanks man.

(laughing)

- No, let's get some ice cream.

I am dying for some mocha chip.

- Hey, after all that pizza, are you kidding me?

Hey, how 'bout some music?

I know a great club nearby.

- Actually, I think it's time to wind down a little bit.

- Mmm.

- Oh no, your dad.

- Oh, don't worry.

We figured out a way to dodge the old guy,

I'll take it from here.

- No, but if I don't take her home, man.

- Don't worry, Harry,

it's just getting out that's the hard part.

- Oh.

- Well thanks for such a great evening anyway.

- Don't be a stranger, man.

(slow, melancholic music)

- [Answering Machine] Hello, you have no messages.

(slow, melancholic music)

(sighing)

- It's good to see you back, noodle boy.

I decided something last night.

I want you in with us.

- You mean to become a Pai gow?

- You're smart, ambitious, quick on your feet.

Think you'd do really well.

- That's great.

I wanna be part of that.

- It's a lot bigger than you think.

You see, there are these older dudes.

They hold the reins in Little Saigon.

And I'm pushin' 'em out.

I'll be runnin' the show, and I want you there with me.

- I'm your man.

- Good.

But becoming Pai gow, it's not that simple.

- Whatever it takes.

- It takes trust, commitment.

A bond between the brothers.

But we can't let you in until you've committed a crime.

- You know,

Chinese food always gives me gas.

So, consider yourself warned.

- You know you oughta try chewin' em,

you might be able to taste it.

- I know what this tastes like, I had it yesterday.

Last one, it's yours, you want it?

- No.

- Okay.

- Hey, you see that?

- [Doug] Mm-hm.

- You understand it's function?

- Oh.

- All right listen.

Two seconds, and the garbage is gone or you are.

One.

Two.

- Hey, bingo.

(clearing throat)

(banging on counter)

- Yeah, anything else for you guys?

- Hey, where's the regular guy?

- Hey, he quit.

- Just hold it, man.

- Yo, hey, come on, come on, the money.

Now.

(cash register ringing)

Let's go.

- Move, damn it, move.

(slapping counter)

(gunshot)

Move.

- Come on, let's go.

Let's get outta here.

- [Doug] Freeze, police.

(gunshot)

- [Tom] I'll cut him off, go.

(tires squealing)

(gunshot)

(gunshots)

- [Doug] Look out!

- Doug.

- Come on man, he's gettin' away.

- I'm hit man, I think I'm hit.

- You're hit?

Where?

(sirens blaring)

- Tonight, you become Pai gow.

- Now, you get the dragon and the angel.

- No tattoo.

We're gonna keep this boy clean.

(suspenseful music)

(searing)

Now you're Pai gow.

As you promise loyalty to your new family,

we make a promise to you.

From now on, you'll never be alone.

- Forget about Harry's cover.

Guy shot Hanson and I want him, now.

- Look, I know how you're feeling Doug,

but this is as close as anybody's gotten to Lock.

- Give me five minutes with that little twerp.

He'll roll over on Lock so fast.

- Harry doesn't agree.

These guys don't give each other up.

- So Harry's gonna stay under then, huh?

- He's gonna do whatever I decide.

- [Tom] Somebody wanna hand me that juice thing over there?

- Hey Tom man, I think you're a real class act.

I mean is this an exceptional cop or what?

A guy who puts his own pain, his own anger,

in front of a case.

- Juice.

- Oh man, I'm sorry.

I mean, a guy who takes a bullet in his right butt cheek.

Hey Tom, man, we're gonna get him, it's that simple.

Look, a guy who shoots a cop

is the lowest scum of the earth.

I'm wanna take this guy down, captain.

And I wanna take him down now.

- Excuse me, captain.

Got this from ballistics.

Ah, there was no one down at the chapel,

so I shot down here.

They said you needed it right away.

You're gonna love this Deadeye.

- You read this Sal?

- Well yes, I read it,

I was concerned about Hanson's health.

How are you, Hanson?

- Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

- Look what they did to him.

- Doug.

- Yeah.

- The bullet they dug out of Hanson.

Came from your gun.

- All hands, no eyes, very scary.

Technique is good, wining is better.

- Ah, so it is.

Call the hand, gentlemen.

(dominoes clacking)

- Oh, looks like the touch.

- Hey, it's all in the fingertips.

I hate to break up the fun, but.

- Where you goin'?

- I got a dinner date.

With the family.

- Oh, right.

Impress the hell out of 'em, Bruce Lee, woo!

Give the old chrone my love too, will ya?

- Okay,

thanks guys.

- Later.

- The meals, that's what I miss the most.

Over here, they throw something in the microwave,

and it's dinner.

Back home with the family and the food.

- Yeah, you got cousins, aunts, uncles,

everybody's at the dinner table.

- Grandfather would always bring us juice

squeezed from sugar cane as a treat.

- And when my grandma wanted to spoil me,

she would buy me those Chiclets.

- So tell us about your family.

- Well my parents are gone, and I have a grandmother,

Grandma Le.

But she wouldn't leave Vietnam.

More and more I realize how important it is

not to forget where you came from.

- How is your grandmother doing back there?

- Well I wrote to her first couple years,

once a week, sometimes more.

But I never heard from her.

I don't think she's alive.

- You know she's dead.

- No.

- Then don't assume it.

I've been able to find lots of families left behind.

Some I've even helped by sending money.

- Really?

You think there's any chance?

- If she's still alive, I could probably find her.

- Hey.

- Hey renegade, want a beer, soda?

- Ah, Pepsi's fine.

- A Pepsi.

It's on the house.

Well, I don't see any scars.

I guess you survived the inquisition, huh?

- Well actually I had a good time.

Kim's family's nice.

- Yeah, except for the old wheezebag.

- I don't get this thing between the two of you.

You know, I think he's pretty cool.

I got a grandma in Vietnam.

He told me that he can find her.

- He told you that?

Do you have any idea what Van Luy does?

- No, but I know how he is.

He's great.

- He's great.

Wake up man, that guy's a communist.

- What are you talkin' about?

- Van Luy publishes a newspaper that spreads communist trash

all over our community.

Look at this.

American democracy is a system of slave labor

that feeds off the blood of its refugees.

The guy is makin' a fortune printin' this crap.

The communist put him here,

so Americans could feel sympathetic toward their cause.

- I don't get this, I mean he was there.

He saw what they did to our country, to our people, and--

- He doesn't care.

He's makin' money now.

- I don't believe this.

- Well believe it.

You don't need that bastard, man, you got Pai gow now.

We're doin' somethin' with our lives.

We're livin' the American dream.

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

When you said that it reminded me of an old friend.

Tai Que, you're a lot like him.

He was my best friend in Vietnam.

- Well bring him in, we'll make him a Pai gow.

- He was killed.

- Yeah, Van Luy's pals have a way of doin' that, don't they?

- Hey look, I made everything perfect for you,

first day back.

Watch, watch, watch.

- Looks great, thank you.

- Daisies.

- Nice.

- You want anything to eat?

I'll go to falafel place, or Diggity Dog,

want Diggity Dog?

- No, you know what,

I'm still full from the chili you made last night.

Thank you.

- Coffee?

- Nothing, thank you.

- The chili didn't keep you up last night, did it?

- Doug, it was good, I'm fine.

Why don't you get back to work, okay?

I'm just gonna settle in here, nice and slow.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- All right.

- I'm really sorry about what happened.

I mean, I mean, I cannot believe that I

blew a hole in your ass.

- Forget it.

- How can I forget it, I mean.

(wincing)

What I did to you--

- It was a mistake.

- Well you don't have to be so cool about it.

I mean, if there was anything that you needed, anything.

You know I had them move the desks closer together

so you wouldn't strain your voice

if you were calling for me.

- That's good.

- Hey Tom,

you know,

if I could kiss it and make it feel better,

I mean,

I would, you gotta believe me.

- I'll let you know, 'kay?

- Okay.

- [Tom] 'Kay.

- I'm with ya all the way, man.

- All right.

- This's my friend right there, Tom Hanson.

(light clapping)

- Harry, this is a surprise.

- You weren't exactly telling the whole story last night.

- Beg your pardon?

- You know, when you told me you could find my grandmother,

you forgot to mention that you were a communist.

- I don't believe we discussed my political beliefs.

- You know, I've read what you write in this newspaper.

You gonna tell me that's not communism?

- It's a label without meaning.

- Well not to me it isn't.

You know people I loved over there were slaughtered

because of communism.

They were slaughtered because they didn't think

the same as you.

- Perhaps, but surviving Vietnam

doesn't mean that you have to become a convert,

blinded by your own faith.

- No, you're the one who can't see.

You know America's the greatest country in the world.

- Is it?

Its government creates wars that keep a stream of refugees

coming here to provide domestic help for its rich.

- People come to this country

for the chance of a better life.

The slavery is what they leave behind.

- I'm sure the black Americans would disagree with you.

Or the Irish, or the Italians, or the Chinese.

Today's slaves are the Central Americans and the Vietnamese.

- You're wrong.

I'm the perfect example that

anybody can make a good life here.

- Maybe you are.

- And you too.

You know I saw your house.

You think you can live like that in Vietnam?

- No.

But at least I wouldn't have to watch

the despair of our people.

As our new home fell so short of the promise.

- No one promised you anything except freedom.

And you're just like all the others

who criticize this country.

You're a parasite.

- By the way,

I did find your grandmother.

She was quite easy to locate.

However, knowing how you feel,

I'm sure sending her some money would be in

direct conflict to your principles.

You have a lot to learn, young man.

I'm just sorry that it had to be

at your grandmother's expense.

(pounding table)

- Whoo, that is a chariot.

Now that is the good life, my man, right there.

- I don't know, I think the Audi's pretty good.

- First mistake, always set your sights for the top.

Have one, it's a good source of fiber.

Go see what that old guy wants, will you?

- What do you mean?

- Just go over, he'll show you.

- What is this?

- Guy just owed me a favor.

Told me you passed with flying colors last night,

the old man was very impressed.

- Not anymore he isn't.

We sort of had this blowup.

- Oh man, did he say he won't let you see Kim anymore?

- No.

He just said he found my grandmother.

- Not this again.

Why're you still listenin' to that jerk?

- Because he knows where she is.

This is my family, man.

For 15 years, I thought I was the only one left.

- Well you probably are.

Van Luy's just yanking your chain and you don't even see it.

Come on.

(speaking foreign language)

- Another favor, huh?

- Yeah.

Look, I know how much you wanna find your family back home,

we all do.

But Van Luy, he couldn't find your grandmother

if she lived next door.

Don't let that pig twist you around by diggin' up the past.

The future's here man, in this country.

The future's us.

- [Kim] Does Lock know you're here?

- [Harry] No.

- Nice looking couple, huh?

How come you never say anything

about your girlfriend, Harry?

- Oh well, I don't really have one.

- I see, you're the traditional Vietnamese boy

who worships from afar.

Who has a crush, but he's too shy to say anything.

- No, I'm just waiting for the right girl, you know.

Someone special.

- Special.

You mean someone like me.

It's okay, I know you want me, Harry.

I see it every time you look at me.

- Kim...

- I feel the same about you.

Since the first time you came to my house.

- See, we can't.

Lock loves you and it wouldn't be right.

You know he's like a brother to me.

- You have too much honor, Harry.

You deserve someone special.

Don't wait for her forever.

- I better go.

- Wait, I have something for you.

I know about the fight you had with my father.

So I snuck into his office and I got this.

- This was my aunt's address in Vietnam.

- It's your grandmother's address now.

My father found out she's been living there

since the takeover.

- Then he wasn't lying.

- My father may be a lot of things,

but one thing he's not, is a liar.

If he says he'll give money to your grandmother,

it'll happen.

- I got a little present for you.

- [Tom] Doug, come on.

- No, no, no, I wanted to.

Here, here, here.

I hope you don't have one already.

Tada!

- It's very nice, what is it?

- It's a pillow.

- Where's the rest of it?

- No, it's suppose to be like that.

It's for guys who have...

- What?

- Hemorrhoids.

- Hope I don't already have one?

Make this go away.

- Okay, I'll put it over here.

In case you change your mind.

It's right here, all right?

- All right.

What?

- I feel bad, you know, with this mess and all.

- Just don't worry about it, okay?

- Well see, you know, I feel stupid.

You don't know how sorry I am.

- Doug, I know you're sorry.

You know how I know?

You've apologized 430 times.

You cleaned my desk, you washed my car,

you brought a whoopie cushion.

You sharpened all my pencils.

- Any of 'em need resharpening?

- No!

No.

- Well it's just that, you know,

shooting your own partner is just a very stupid thing to do.

You gotta be a little mad at me.

- Well, I'm not.

- Oh, you gotta be.

- No I don't gotta be.

- You know it's very unhealthy to keep this stuff pent up.

You should let the steam off, get it off your chest.

- All right, all right.

I sharpen my own pencils, pal, understand?

No one sharpens my pencils but me.

No one.

- Then you are a little mad.

- Of course I'm mad, you shot me in the ass!

And I'll never forgive you, okay?

There.

- Oh wonderful, terrific.

One little mistake and you're gonna hold a grudge

against me for the rest of my life.

Fabulous.

- Excuse me.

What the hell's going on here?

- Nothing.

- Have you two been to see the department psychiatrist yet?

- Well, I called but he was on vacation.

- Then make an appointment at county.

It's mandatory for officers involved in a shooting

to undergo psychiatric evaluation.

Now the two of you get down there now

or I will have both your butts.

You understand me?

Harry.

I hope you're bringin' good news.

- Good and bad.

We were worried about the extortion ring.

The thing runs like clockwork.

The problem is Lock is very careful.

White, unmarked envelopes.

And the store owners won't hand it to him directly.

- Yeah, well stay on him.

Someone's bound to object, he'll have to take action,

then we nail him.

- Yeah.

- Anything else?

- Captain,

would you ever go over to the other side,

if it was for a real good reason?

- Give me some specifics, Harry.

I'll give you some answers.

- Van Luy, the guy who runs the communist newspaper.

He found my grandmother.

She's alive, and he can get money to her.

- I see.

- I don't what to do.

- Let me ask you this.

That man represents everything you despise, Harry.

Even if the money got to your grandmother,

could you live with that?

- That's why I had to ask you.

You see, you know how I feel.

You hate communism as much as I do.

- But I didn't lose my home the way you did.

So I'm not sure that I do know how you feel.

- I could never forgive what they did to my family.

- There's so much hate left over from Vietnam.

So many scars.

But there came a point, for me anyway,

when I had to ask myself if maybe it wasn't time to heal.

- But captain every time I look at that man,

it makes me wanna kill.

- You gotta decide if that hate in your heart

is greater than the love you feel for your grandmother.

- I don't want it to be.

(knocking at door)

I apologize for the disrespect I showed you yesterday.

I was wrong to speak to you as I did.

- I accept your apology.

You brought some money to send to your grandmother,

that's good.

- Is it?

Or is it a one in a million chance?

- All charity is an act of faith.

Your grandmother will get her money.

You're doing the right thing.

- [Lock] Hey.

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

- I'm not here to see Kim, if that's what you're thinking.

I gave him money to send to my grandmother.

- Yeah, I couldn't resist either.

He takes everybody.

All the Pai gow brothers been suckered by that low-life.

- You gave him money too?

- Yeah, more than once.

I wanted to help my dad out a little, you know.

Try to make life better for him in Vietnam.

- What happened?

- I never got a letter back.

Because the money never got there.

I'm sorry, man.

I only wish it hadn't happened to you too.

- Was there any tension between you

right before the shooting?

- No.

- None.

- Because sometimes our subconscious has a

greater power than we realize.

These

accidents may well be a release

of built-up resentments.

- So you're saying what, that I shot him deliberately?

- No, he didn't shoot me on purpose, doc,

I know that.

- I'm simply trying to ascertain the state of

your relationship prior to the incident.

- Let me try to save you a little time here

'cause I think you're sniffing up the wrong tree.

This is my buddy, and I would never shoot,

ascertain, what does that mean?

- Are there times when you feel unduly

annoyed at your partner's behavior, habits?

- Never.

- Well,

sometimes I wish he wasn't so sloppy.

- Well, he's Mister Tidy.

It gets on my nerves but, we're friends.

- And sometimes,

wish he would try to be on time.

- Oh, this is the punctual kid here.

I mean, that gets annoying but,

it's cool.

- And sometimes,

it seems like he doesn't work as hard as he should.

- You know, there are things about you

that I don't like either.

And sometimes I wish that I could,

oh my god, you're right.

- What?

- I did mean to shoot you.

- You did?

- I did it on purpose.

I have built up resentment.

- Classic case of aggressive transference.

- Exactly.

- I should a never turned my back on you.

- Ah, Vicky, how many times,

just go back to your room.

- I just had that urge, you know.

I'm sorry, doctor.

- I'm sorry gentlemen, I was running late and well,

Vicky, she lapses now and then.

A shooting.

I see.

Are you two familiar with aggressive transference?

- Yes, how do you feel?

- Fine.

- Me too.

- Thanks doc.

- Thank you.

- The people we left behind,

paid dearly.

Some with money,

some with their lives.

But no matter what the sacrifice,

it was made so that we could have a new beginning.

Unfortunately, there are some in our community

who wish to poison our new home.

To drag from Vietnam, the death, the terror,

and make it part of America.

Van Luy has set up another money transfer to Vietnam.

Tonight, his safe will be loaded.

Tonight,

we take that traitor,

for all he's worth.

(tense music)

(smashing)

(glass breaking)

- [Captain] Police, hold it.

Down, hold it, down, on the ground.

On the ground, freeze.

- Down.

- [Captain] On the ground, down, now.

- Where's Lock?

Hey, hey, I said where is he?

- He's nowhere, traitor.

- Place is empty, no way out but the front.

- Any idea where Lock might be?

- Yeah, I got an idea.

- So go.

Let's get some cuffs in here.

(handcuffs clicking)

- I thought you were asleep.

What are you doing?

- You know that slogan about keepin' America beautiful?

I'm just doin' my part.

- Lock, that's enough.

- What is this, you want the honors?

- Drop the gun.

I'm a cop.

- Ah, I see.

But you're also Pai gow.

You know this slime deserves to die.

- I said

drop the gun.

- After what they did to us?

To you.

Get outta here.

- Don't make me do it, man.

- No, you won't do nothin'.

You'll listen to your heart.

(gunshot)

Ooh!

- Call an ambulance!

- You doin' okay?

- Food's not so hot, if that's what you mean.

You know, I keep thinkin',

you know what it's like to lose everything.

How could you do it?

- I had to.

You know that.

- You don't get it do you?

This is about workin' hard, movin' up,

knowin' the system.

- No, I get the system.

Obviously better than you did.

- No.

You're just luckier.

- If we don't play by the rules,

we got nothing, just like Vietnam.

- Hey, next time you wanna come and see me,

don't.

(slow, melancholic music)

- [Answering Machine] Hello, you have one message.

(answering machine beeping)

- [Van] Harry, this is Mr. Van Luy.

If you'd like to stop by the publishing office,

I have a letter from your grandmother.

(upbeat, energetic music)