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Get him.

Looks like you didn't make it, Billy boy. You always run.

- Please, just leave me alone. - There's nowhere to hide.

Just leave me alone. Here. Here. Just take it, man.

- Get more lunch money. - I couldn't.

My Dad wouldn't give me any more.

Turn on the waterworks.

No more second chances.

Come on, guys. Let me out. Come on, guys. Let me out.

- Come on. Let's go. - Hey guys, come back.

Please come back. Let me out.

Come on, guys. Please. Come back. Come on, guys. Let me....

My notebook's got the address with the junkyard in it. Where is my notebook?

Emily, Emily, have you been cleaning up in here again?

I mean, I told you not to touch my stuff, right?

- Where is it? - I didn't put it anywhere.

I haven't seen it.

- Could it be in your jacket upstairs? - No.

This is the jacket that I was wearing. I mean, don't you notice anything?

I didn't know it was important, Marty.

My partner's dead. I mean, this is very, very important to me.

For once, pay attention, Emily.

Hey, hey, hey! Come here.

Billy. Come here. Come here, let me look at you.

Peter, this is-- This is my kid, the wimp.

Every day at school he gets his head kicked in.

I mean, he just won't fight back. Nothing. My son.

I got kicked around a while when I was in the orphanage.

You take it till somebody makes you mad. Then you do something.

You just don't get mad.

Emily, are you taking him to Dilallo's gym like I told you to?

- Yes, Marty, I did that. - Okay. Good.

Because I'm getting sick of this crap.

Now, you have got to learn to fight, all right?

My notebook's gotta be upstairs.

I....

Did you take him to Dilallo's gym?

Billy and I, we both...

...hated that gym.

Billy's a very sensitive boy.

I guess that's not a very attractive character trait in school these days.

Those boys...

...they scare him.

And then he...

...feels so ashamed of himself.

Now I don't know what to do.

Marty says he just has to learn to fight.

Fight or defend himself?

Yeah. Well...

...is there a difference?

Well, my father thinks there is.

You know, I think maybe he could help Billy. He teaches kung fu.

Okay, Peter, I found it.

It was in my other jacket. But it was on the floor.

You got to hang a few things up.

I've got the address of the junkyard, so let's roll. I'm gonna be late for dinner.

That's no problem, Marty, I'll just put it in the oven.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Listen. Go to Chinatown, ask for Caine. Anyone will know who he is.

Tell him, "A soul that is lost must find a path home."

He'll help Billy.

The grandson of Kwai Chan Caine walks out of the past.

But I want to fight.

Yes. So did your great-grandfather when he was your age.

He teaches his son wisdom at a Shaolin temple.

An evil force destroyed that temple.

Father and son each believed the other had perished.

Fifteen years later, they were reunited.

Now Caine faced new challenges...

...and his son grew up.

I'm not my father. I don't do kung fu.

I'm a cop. That's who I am, that's what I do.

I am Caine.

I will help you.

Grab my wrist.

What are you doing?

Avoidance.

That is the first lesson in self-defense.

I see.

Take this.

Throw it over your shoulder.

You must break my grip.

It's so simple.

As all true actions in life are.

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You do not choose to fight.

Yet there are those who wish to harm you.

It doesn't really matter.

They don't mean anything to me.

What does mean something to you?

Grace? Beauty?

Serenity?

What do you see in the painting?

Bunch of lines.

Just lines?

Well, it-- It kind of....

It kind of looks like a bird.

Yes...

...but there is more.

- Where is the bird perched? - On a lake.

You can see...

...the tranquil landscape?

The stillness with water?

Sure.

And the breeze. Can you feel the breeze?

Can you smell its fragrance?

Yeah. Like....

Like Echo Lake after a thunderstorm.

Well...

...the painting is of harmony.

If you can become one with it...

...that's kung fu.

And this harmony gets you to where you can fight?

- Yes. - Great!

Teach my mom.

Me?

No, we're here for you, Billy.

Well, you can teach her, right? Like...

...you can teach her how to defend herself.

Against whom?

No.

He-- He's being bullied at school.

That's why we're here.

That's the only reason that we're here.

I would be honored to teach you both.

Please, come back tomorrow.

All right. We'll be here.

Both of us.

Please, Mom?

All right.

If that's what it'll take.

Oland has gotta be here.

How many hours we've got till Strenlich pulls us off this case...

...and brings in a couple of rookies who are just gonna blow the seams out?

About 48?

I don't know. I'd say that's generous.

Give it a little more time. A few more hours.

No, I can't do that.

I just was so sure that we had this place nailed down.

- Well, we'll see. - I know we're gonna see.

One week, Teflon-coated 9 mm's on special at 7-Eleven.

I can't have read this contact wrong.

He owes me. He owes me big time.

Here we are sitting on our hands. Oland's making a deal somewhere else.

- Why don't you take it easy on yourself? - Can't do that. Stakes are too high.

You know, sometimes I feel like I'm just losing it.

- Losing what? - Everything. Control.

I mean, I don't know.

Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

You gotta have control over what you're doing.

No, no. Sometimes, you just gotta sit back.

Sometimes everything can't be in control.

You just gotta live with it.

No. You gotta have the edge.

Marty.

Listen, I know about living on the edge.

Okay?

- You can't take it home with you. - What's that supposed to mean?

Isn't that Oland?

That's our boy.

Oh, great. This is great. The deal is going down right now.

We better get some backup.

Don't have time. These guys are like phantoms.

Nice office you got here, Oland.

Okay, split up.

- This is crazy, even for me. - Stay with me.

Stay. We're gonna bust these guys.

I'd like a demonstration, see what I'm saying?

No problem.

Hey, '87 IROC.

I was looking for one of these. They got great stuff here.

I was gonna use one...

...but for you...

...we're doing double-duty.

Gee, thanks, Oland.

Okay, give me the gun.

Are you ready?

That's one mean cop in front of us.

Oh, my God.

It cuts through steel plate like a knife through butter.

Cops wearing body armor or a T-shirt:

- No difference. - Great.

I'll get your money.

Police! Ain't this just a kick in the head, Oland?

- Oh, man, don't do what I'd do. - Freeze! Police!

We need Oland.

We gotta get Oland.

Wait.

I got him!

Come on, Oland!

He's gone, man.

We had him, Pete. We had him right here.

You've got us all wrong.

We thought those guys were just asking for directions.

Yeah, we're not prostitutes.

- We're from Nebraska. - Okay, so we blew it.

He was right about the junkyard.

That was where Oland was setting up the buy.

Oland is sitting on a truckload of Teflon bullets.

Cop killers. I watched them cut through body armor...

...like they were going through papier-mâché.

- It's okay. - Why are they doing this to us?

- Sit right down here. - We have to catch a bus home tonight.

- We searched the junkyard. - He hid them somewhere else.

I am taking Stramm off this case.

- You'll destroy him! - He almost got you killed yesterday!

I would've beaten his head in!

- The thought crossed my mind. - Stop protecting him!

Okay, it was a crazy stunt, but it almost worked.

Stramm had surprise, he had confession, he had evidence.

We've got all the rats back in their holes.

You don't understand.

- Not one single damn lead to any of them. - Leave them alone.

Back off. I'm gonna kill somebody!

I'm gonna kill somebody!

Everybody, whoa. What? What? Kill?

No, you're not.

It's too-- Too hot out to kill anybody...

...right?

Tempers flare...

...people do stupid things...

...it's that kind of heat.

Why don't we make a trade?

You give me the gun.

And then I give you a swig of this nice cool water.

Fair exchange, okay?

You don't wanna hurt anybody. You're very smart to Stan here.

The idiot Stan who let his gun get taken away.

I mean, you've ruined his entire day.

Now, why don't we just get your day back on the right track?

Okay?

There you go.

There you go. Thattaboy.

- All right. On the floor. - Down! Down!

It's okay. It's okay, honey.

I'm sorry, Marty.

I just didn't know how he got my gun.

That's okay.

- Nice. - Yeah.

Twenty-four hours.

That's how long you've both got before I turn this over to a special squad.

You must use your opponent's aggression against him.

Hey, show me.

What is it this tough guy does to you?

This is my first....

A butterfly's touch.

Again. Harder.

You hate me.

You wish to do me harm.

Wow, that was pretty cool.

In this way...

...we break the opponent's will.

All battles are battles of the spirit.

You know, this is all great here.

And maybe someday, like, I'll be able to, like, avoid your attacks.

In the school yard it-- Well, it'll be different.

I'll be scared.

Fear.

Fear is your ally.

It makes your heart beat faster...

...makes your responses quicker.

Your movements more sure.

Sometimes...

...fighting on...

...will destroy all.

Remember...

...you must yield to succeed.

Hey, there he is.

Let's get him.

How you doing, wimp?

Give it up, wimp. Or do I have to take it out of your hide?

Fight! Come on! Fight him!

- Beat him up, man! - I gave you the money.

- What's going on? - Not quick enough.

Come on. You're gonna fight me, huh?

Come on!

Come on! Fight!

- Come on. - Come on, Billy, don't take that!

- Come on, fight! - Yield, Peter...

...yield.

Opponent is strong. Make him weak.

He is determined.

Make him pause.

I'm trying.

I'm trying.

Accident will be accepted at this point.

Yes.

If you yield, you will succeed.

- Come on. - Come on, Billy.

Yeah. Yeah.

All right.

Go, Billy.

Yeah. All right.

- Come on, Billy. - All right.

Stay out of my face.

This ends it, Ricky. No more.

- Yeah! - All right, Billy.

All right, Billy.

Way to work.

I'm telling you...

...Oland has those bullets buried somewhere in the junkyard.

- It's too risky to move that stuff. - We check--

That's fine, I'll do it myself.

- Emily? - Hi, Dad.

Billy, where's your mother?

She's always here at this time of day.

She had some errands to run, she said.

Come here.

Come here.

So how is school? You get beat up today?

Nope.

No? What do you mean no?

They tried, but I fought them off.

You should have been there. It was great.

Listen, there's this Ricky Murdoch...

...this ratty kid at school, but he's tough. He's tough, and he hates me.

- He came at me. - You kicked his butt?

Yeah, I did.

That's-- That's-- That's great.

I want to see this. Show me what you did.

Let's get in the stance, you show me. I'm gonna be this...

...ratty little Ricky. I'm gonna kick your butt.

- You gotta come at me. - Ready?

- All right. Ready? - Okay.

What kind of stance is this?

It's the White Crane.

The White what?

The White Crane.

What are you talking about?

Didn't your mother take you to Dilallo's gym?

I-- I hated it there.

Wait.

Where did she take you?

To Master Caine's.

- Peter Caine's father? - Yeah.

What, that fruitcake that runs that kung fu academy? She took you there?

Yes.

What is this?

What are you doing?

It's over for you. Get in the car.

- The lesson is not over. - Yeah, it's over for her.

I was thinking of yourself.

I got nothing to learn that you can teach. You stay in the car.

Let's have the money my wife and son paid for this.

I have received no money.

That's good.

You just stay away from my family. You will not turn them against me.

No one can do that but yourself.

You know, we learned this chop-socky crap when I was in police training.

You know, it never did come up to a good uppercut.

I'll leave, Marty, right now.

- He's not usually like this. - What'd you say?

I'm not like what? I'm not usually like what?

What, you talking to this stranger about us?

What is he, some--? Some father--? Some father figure?

- No, he's a priest, Marty. - Oh, priests who fight?

In my neighborhood, we had some like you.

You sit. You sit down. Come on, let's see what you got.

Come on, kung fu.

I have no desire to fight you.

Come on. Come on. Come on. See how it stacks up against an old street fighter.

- No, Marty. - Come on. Come on.

Please, do not do this.

- Come on. - Please.

Please...

...do not do this.

I am sorry.

This need not have happened.

Are you gonna come home?

- I wouldn't wait up. - John, don't do this.

I know you're angry with me, but don't take it out on the children.

- You've made your choice. - You really believe that?

Oh, yes. I got the message loud and clear.

- You love Brad. - Cheryl Hines, police!

That's fine. You can't have us both.

Freeze!

What the hell are you doing here? You can't come in here!

- I ain't-- I ain't holding. - I just-- I just want to talk to you.

You sure I can't do something else for you?

I always give a badge a discount.

I just want to ask you a few questions.

- Go to hell. - Cheryl....

Cheryl, where's Oland?

Are you crazy or something?

Somebody sees you here...

...he'll say I'm turning him. Then he cuts a nice happy face.

Nobody saw me here, okay? Just tell me where he is.

You don't get it, man! I gotta watch my back.

Oland kills people.

Cops too.

He likes it.

Yeah, I bet he does.

I bag him, we both sleep easy tonight and tell me...

- ...what has Oland ever done for you? - Get away from me.

I want him and I'm gonna nail him sooner or later.

Now, you just tell me.

Soon is better. Tell me where he is and when the next deal's going down.

He was here. Stayed a couple of nights.

No, where is he now?

He's getting the deal together.

When?

A couple of days. I don't know.

He thinks he's gonna fool you.

Thanks.

Why did you take Billy to that crackpot?

Was it for him or for you?

It was for Billy. You said you wanted him to be able to defend himself.

- You made me look like an idiot. - Stop! This isn't about you!

You're damn right it's not.

It's about this family and what is happening.

What is happening to it?

Look at us. Look at yourself. You are tearing this family apart.

I know it's been difficult for you. The work and then Steve's death.

How'd you know a damn thing about it?

- You did this on purpose every time! - Stop it. Stop it.

- Tell me what is it that I do? - Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

You have to put me in the hospital every time.

- Shut up! - Stop it.

- Stop it. - No. I'm not gonna shut up.

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it, Dad! Stop it.

Stop.

Stop it!

If you're gonna be a baby, you should go cry in your room.

I hate you.

Mom?

Oh, my God.

I'll kill you.

Mommy, no. No. No.

- How're you doing? - Hanging in there.

Look at my car.

Here again?

Two wholesome girls from the Midwest like you?

They gotta take this precinct off the sightseeing tour.

Chief, Peter Caine on Line 5.

What do you got?

Something from Oland's girl makes me think the goods are in the junkyard.

- We searched it. - Well, I'm gonna check it out, anyway.

You're gonna find what a team of experts missed?

You know us hotshot cops. We look at the world of junkyards differently.

You want backup?

No. No, no.

I'm probably just pulling my own chain.

Who is it?

Caine.

Come in.

I was concerned by the way your husband left.

You are in need of a doctor.

No.

I am in need of a new life.

You love your husband?

Yeah.

I love him.

But at no moment do you feel safe with him.

Not anymore.

It started happening about three years ago.

Well, you deny it at first...

...nothing really wrong.

Oh, sure your--

Your husband hauled off and hit you in the face.

And well, that was...

...probably your own fault.

And then it happens again.

But he's tired...

...and stressed-out and angry.

You tell yourself...

...next time, now, you're gonna do something about it.

What could I do?

Should I call the police?

Marty is the police.

I know I....

I stayed for Billy's sake.

And I tried to keep it from him, but he knows.

And it's just tearing him apart.

And your husband?

Yeah, him too.

I know that Marty loves us.

But he's so full of rage.

All the violence he sees every day.

I'm frightened.

I'm frightened the next time, he'll kill me.

No.

Oh, my God.

Where would he go?

The Agrippa Club.

It's where all his police friends go.

Yes, I know the place.

Are you here to fight, or are you here to drink?

To sit. If I may.

Suit yourself.

- You've been to see her, haven't you? - Yes.

Yep.

I don't know why...

...I take it out on her. I mean...

...she's always been there for me.

Perhaps that is the reason.

You see in her all that you have lost in yourself.

I've become this thing that I hate the most.

It's like being around them...

...it's these mindless, violent scum...

...cops have to wade through every day...

...and it's infected me.

I let it in, and now it's taken over.

But that is not the truth.

It has not taken over, it was always there.

I try and drive it out, but I can't. You know?

No one can.

It is bred in the bone.

Peace walking side-by-side in harmony with rage.

How would you know about rage?

All the violence, all the evil you find in yourself...

...I have in me...

...perhaps more strongly.

You're a priest.

You're a priest.

I am also a man.

So how do you--? How do you deal with it? Tell me.

Tell me how--

How can I suppress it, or ignore it, or drive it out?

You cannot.

I cannot.

It is too powerful to drive out.

You must not ignore it.

- So, what do I do? - Embrace it.

- Embrace it? - Yes.

That is what binds us together.

Knowing it is there...

...and here...

...enables us to understand each other.

It allows us to forgive...

...one another.

And ourselves.

I'll try.

I'll try, but God knows it ain't gonna be easy.

To try is all any of us can do.

Billy, where are you, honey?

You in here?

Billy?

Oh, dear God, Billy no.

Emily's not there. She's not picking up the phone.

It's just the usual pattern.

I'll call the precinct to see if there's any calls for me.

- Yeah, Frank. - Marty.

Yeah. Anyone call in for me?

Peter called in with a lead.

- Peter called in with what? - He's going to the junkyard.

- Did you give him backup? - No. It's a dead end.

A dead end. Yeah, right. Right, I'll talk to you tomorrow, Frank.

- I gotta go. - Is it my son?

Yeah. He's checking out a hunch that makes me nervous.

- Hey, Phil, how much? - Five bucks, Marty.

I will come with you.

Come, why?

You backed me up pretty good all night. Why not?

The tow truck.

The damn tow truck.

That's the last place they thought anyone would look.

I love this place at night. It's like a walled city.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, damn. It's going down again.

Oh, man, are you stupid or something, huh?

You crazy coming back to the same place?

That's the beauty of it.

Who would ever think I'd come right back here again, huh? I'm a genius.

Yeah, you're not quite a genius.

Man, somebody there, man.

Hey, I remember you, cop.

Nice doggie.

- He's alone. - No, I'm not. Am I?

Stoney.

Sure.

You're gonna do it all by yourself. Take us all down.

Ain't that right?

I thought you might need a little backup, buddy.

You thought right.

- How many did you bring? - Just me and your father.

- He was right behind me. - I'm sure he was.

Testing.

Testing one, two, three.

Okay.

- Looks like they're gonna surround us. - Yeah.

Okay.

What do you say we clean up this mess?

Sounds like a plan.

Roger. Suspects apprehended.

John Oland and associate Jesse Tate...

...in junkyard at corner of 87th and DeSoto.

Roger, I copy.

Hey, way to go, guys.

After you, partner.

Billy.

Go. Billy.

Look out!

Hold your fire! Do not fire! Hold your fire!

This is my son. It's my boy. For God's sake, please don't fire.

No one fire.

This is Strenlich. No SWAT alert. Repeat, no SWAT backup.

Billy...

...you came here to kill me?

I'm not gonna let you hurt Mom anymore.

The next time you'll kill her. That's what she said.

No, Billy. No.

I swear to God I will not hurt your mom again.

I will never hurt your mother again. I swear. Please.

Please, Billy, just put the gun down. These men, they'll shoot you, Billy.

I gotta do it, Dad.

I got no choice.

I gotta do this.

No.

No, don't. Don't.

Honey, don't.

Oh, my God, what have I done?

Please.

Please don't, Billy.

No purpose will be served by this.

I have to do this. Get out of my way or I'll shoot you.

I swear I will. Now, just get out of my way.

There will be only more misery.

Remember what I told you...

...about the man who yields?

To fight on, to destroy everything.

You must yield to succeed.

The taking of a life...

...brings no one honor.

Your father loves you.

He loves your mother.

Give him the chance to prove it now.

No.

No, Billy!

Easy, Emily. Easy.

He won't hurt her again?

No.

Oh, Billy.

I'm sorry.

You gotta get one of these with everything on them. They're the best.

Five bucks.

What did I eat when I was at the temple?

Rice.

- Did I like that? - No.

Just put it down, huh?

Hey, are you gonna handle it or are you gonna eat it?

You know, Stramm quit.

He had to get off these streets.

They're not just mean. They're unforgiving.

What will he do?

Well, he's in therapy right now.

When he gets out he's gonna pack the family...

...and move to some one-street colonial town.

People walk and talk and listen.

Smile at each other.

Perhaps we should do that as well.

No, I don't get that lucky.

I'm stuck in these streets.

I see one quick move, and I'm going for my gun.

It's like force of habit.

A guy could be reaching for his handkerchief.

You do not trust.

I'm a cop.

How can I?

You know, it's not what I do.

It's what I am.

You know, in a lot of ways, I'm no different than Stramm.

Sometimes I've hurt people.

Sometimes I kill people.

When you have no choice.

You said there's always another choice.

When an army does battle...

...what follows is...

...sorrow and silence.

You must find a path through them.

Violence cuts holes...

...tears holes, like...

...holes so big you can drive trucks through them.

No, I don't think there's any way...

...that any of us can heal wounds that big.

Hope.

Get real, Pop.

I gotta go to work.

Come on, move it.

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