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Hey, Joey.
How you doing, brother?

- Good to see you, man.
- Yeah, you too.

Take care.

Hey, Nico.

You two watch your
asses now, huh?

Piece of cake.

Come on, kid, you drive.

What is it, kid?

Huh?

What?

What are you looking at?What are you looking at, kid?

Tell me.

Nothing.

All right?

Just never been
down here before.

I worked uptown.

We didn't need any guns.

Yeah, well, this
is a promotion, kid.

You got a raise, right?

Look, at least give me a gun.

I mean, if the cops don'teven go into Jungleground,

I ain't going in
there without a gun.

Kid, do me a favor, will you?

Just drive.
All right?

Just drive.

You know, I heardwhat's going on down here.

Oh, yeah?

What'd you hear?

Someone's trying to take apiece of Mr. Plasetti's action.

I know about the hits.

Well, that's why
you got me, kid.

I'm insurance.

This place is fucked.

I don't know about this.

You know what
this is going to be?

This is going to be a slice.

Get it?

Kid, you got to lighten up.

Ah, just pull over
here to the brownstone.

Wait, wait, wait!

What?

Shhh!

It's just a kid.

Hey!

You got to watch out for
everybody around here.

You got it?

The place is crawling
with psychos.

Jesus.

Jesus don't get
down here much.

This is a war zone.

These punks want what we got.

All right, it's clear.

Get going.

And remember, with Papa'spizzas, the smiles are free.

!

I'm not going to
stand here forever.

Mr. Dope Dealer, come on down!

You're the next contestanton the Price is Your Life.

Don't-- don't shoot, kid.

Bzzt.

Wrong answer.

Dragon warned you.

Thanks for playing.

Thanks, partner.

Be safe.

for now.

Freeze, Lieutenant.

That's for the guests.

And since you
helped Caitlin talk

me into this little affair,you got to behave yourself.

Hey, Sammy, how you doing?

Good.

How are your reflexes?

Good catch.

Aren't you supposed
to be hosting a party?

You haven't been paying
attention to Caitlin.

It's not a party.

It's an exhibition.

Gallery owners and
critics and local snobs.

Sounds important.

She seems to think so.

How about you?

Know where the bedroom is?

$1.40.

$4.29.

OK, just take it.

Take it and go.

Ring it up.

Huah!

Huah!

Huah!

Huah!

Put it on the counter.

Open the safe.

I have no money in the safe.

Get up.

I said open the safe!

There's no money here!

Oh!

Oh.

Here.

Take the money here.

Take it.

You can't do this.

I have protection.

Protection in Jungleground?

Not anymore.

Thor, do you want to
come over here and talk

some sense into this guy?

OK, OK!

Please.

Hi, Caitlin.

Suit and tie, Jake?

Well, you must be gettingserious about Sammy.

How's the exhibition?

Well, she's an absolute smash.

Not that she cares.

Oh, my god!

Sam's talking to Louis Brising.

Is that good?

Yeah.

Oh, well, Louis owns
a gallery uptown.

It's absolutely
perfect for Sam's work.

Come on!

Before she blows it.

Samantha.

Full of light and texture.

Louis, you know CaitlinDean from "Art and Anarchy"

magazine.

She arranged tonight's party.

Hello, Caitlin.

Hello, Louis.

And this is my guide
to the mean streets.

Lieutenant Jake
Cornell, Louis Brising.

Pleased to meet
you, Mr. Brising.

Pleased to meet you too.

I was just remarking
on Samantha's

ability to find inspirationin the most contemptible

of subjects.

Decay, corruption.

I suppose it's
bewildering for you

to see the horrors of yourjob transformed into art.

Well, art doesn't
have to be pretty.

It just has to be
truthful, doesn't it?

Quaint philosophy.

Samantha tells me you
grew up on the streets.

Yes, I did.

You chose to join the police.

Extraordinary.

The state of denial
you live in must

come with its own zip code.

Louis.

Oh, it's OK, Samantha.

Of course it is.

Jake is a lawman.

He's trained to ignore mockery.

You don't really believeI'm trying to offend you,

do you, Jake?

I just figure
you're like a kid that

hasn't been toilet-trained yet.

He doesn't mean to offendwith the load of shit

he's saddled with.

Ouch.

Congratulations on
your first exhibition.

Perhaps it won't be too,too long before your second.

What the hell am
I thinking about?

Goddammit, Cornell.

Samantha, I'm sorry.
I--

I mean, do you
believe that guy?

What an idiot.

Samantha finds inspiration inthe most contemptible subjects.

What a flake!

Yeah, but, Sam, he
owns a art gallery.

Yeah?
So what?

The only people that
are going to see my work

there are some fat
cat collectors.

I want to provoke people,force them to think.

All don't need a
gallery for that.

I'm going to make it, Cornell.

Grab me now, lose me forever.

Lieutenant Cornell!

Someone named Nielson
is here looking for you.

Robert Nielson?

He said he'd be up front.

You're frowning.

Is Nielson a friend, foe?

Fed.

He's a sleaze with
the government's

task force on organized crime.

Sp you'll be leaving?

No, not a chance.

I'll wait up.

I love you.

Hello, Nielson.

How's it going?

You'll excuse me if Idon't shake hands with you.

Sure, no problem.

Here, I got something for you.

Look at that.

Three more of Plasetti's cocainedrops were hit last night.

Lost another 14 people.

I heard.

Pizza van.

Next you'll be opening
up a drive-through.

Why am I looking at these?

Look, Plasetti is very, veryeager to end this little war.

And no one knows theplayers down there like you.

I want you to tell
me, who do you

think has got the kind of muscleto force Papa B into a truce?

The Ragnarockers.

The what?

The Ragnarockers.

It's a gang.

Top of the Jungleground
food chain.

Their leader Odin takesthe war on drugs literally.

Yeah, what does he want?

He wanted the whole
market for himself?

Maybe.

Maybe the Rockers are reallyhoping to clean up their turf.

Two of Plasetti's
guys are on our payroll.

So if your little gang
has gone vigilante,

I'm going to have to
arrange for protection.

I want to see your Rockers,or whatever they're called,

in action tonight.

Find yourself
another pull toy.

I guess you didn't hear thatone of the guys in that pizza

van was an undercover
cop, did you?

Apparently, he went
up like a torch.

Come on, Jake.

All I got to do is make thispart of some big official

investigation and I can
place you and your team

under my supervision for weeks.

Now, you really weren't doinganything tonight, were you?

Just a little
partying, wasn't it?

So how long your peoplehave been in Jungleground?

Look, they've
only been working

Jungleground for a month.

OK.

Blackjack, Whitney, Nielson.

Yeah.

I might probably
welcome both of you.

Nah, save it.

Whitney, fill him in onwhat's happened, would you?

Well, we've spent
weeks trying to convince

this Rocker Gull namedFerret that we're connected.

It was short notice,
but we managed

to set up a face-to-face
with his lieutenant,

a dude name of Dragon.

We go in there posing assuppliers, dangled a deal,

see if they bite, and thatway we know whether they're

in the game or not.

So where is this face-to-face?

Kirk Street bus terminal.

That's
neutral territory?

Ain't no such thing
in Jungleground, baby.

What a toilet.

They should just bulldozethis to the ground.

Yo, Dragon!

Showtime.

All right, let's rock.

Get in and get out.

Understand, little brother?

There you go.

Have a good day.

Hey, mister.

How you doing?

Nice night, huh?

You just passing through?

Yeah.

So you want to, you know?

Hey, kid.

Take off.

Nice guy.

Get the fuck away from me.

Dragon, these are the citizensI told you and Odin about, man.

Solid.

How you doing, Dragon.

here is
a friend of mine.

Cut to the chase.

What do you want?

Tell him what you want, man.

I just want to thankyou, man, for clearing out

my competition.

Oh, yeah?

Why do you think I'm doing it?

Maybe you're civic-minded.

Maybe I don't like what I see.

Oh, I like when I see.

Go off, Pretty Boy.

You know something, Dragon?

You don't have to like me.

All you got to like is
the product I carry.

Quality controlled, Grade-Acash and carry merchandise.

Look, I'm going
to tell you exactly

what I told the Colombiansand Plasetti's wise guys.

We don't want you peddlingyour poison in our world.

You sell anything on our
turf and we'll kill you.

Nature hates a vacuum.

You talk to your dude, Odin.

Maybe you'll come
to your senses.

Ferret here knows
how to sniff us out.

Let's go.

You bitch.

Gun!

He's got a gun!

Shit, Nielsen, no!

Ah!

Ah.

Stop!

- Jake!
- Go!

Go!
Run.

Gah!

Huah!

I got you, sucker!

Uh-oh!

Huh?
Where is he?

No letter, no guess.

Shut up, punk!

He's on the street.

Gameshow, go round
up some soldiers.

He's not going home.

I thought you said
they were solid, man.

They seemed solid.

Dragon!

I'd like to buy
your fucking car.

- Ooh!
- Huah!

Ooh!

- Oh, ah, ah!
- Oh!

Huah!

The fucker's dead.

It's Odin's car.

Cop.

Your chickenshit war chiefwas talking to the cops.

Your brother's going to losehis colors for this one, kid.

I got you now, sucker.

How's it feel, huh?

Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh.

Do you know what a strawdeath is, Mr. Policeman?

A straw death is
a shameful death.

Death of invalids and old men,for traitors and prisoners

taken in battle.

Hello, Odin.

You have me at adisadvantage, I'm afraid.

Yeah, I can see that.

His name is JacobRichard Cornell, vice cop.

Lieutenant Cornell.

You killed six of my
people tonight, Jacob?

Slow day.

Huh, huh.

Look at this.

It's tiny, but tasteful.

What's her name?

Fuck you.

Gah!

Huh.

Well, she must be
native to the city.

Or really Miss Fuck You'sname is Samantha Wood.

Maybe she had an
RSVP ..

Dragon, bring our guest
to ,, please.

So you're the
,, huh, kid?

Do you walk his dog for him too?

You won't find much sympathywith Dragon, I'm afraid.

You see, a bent
policeman was supplying

his little sister with heroin.

And she had a bad experience.

Permanently.

Jacob, I'm going to
show you something

that not a lot of uptownpeople get a chance to see.

May I present Valhalla.

Do you know what
Ragnarok means, Jacob?

The Viking word for
apocalypse, Armageddon.

The children of the
gods rose from the ruins

just as we have risen
from the streets.

Yeah, well, I'm surethey'll be a force to reckon

with when they hit puberty.

My friends, we
have been invaded.

Our borders violated.

Our citizens harmed!

We have the man
responsible for this.

What can we do with him?

He is a friend, the police.

He's a murderer!

Yes, a murderer.

And what does justice,
even police justice,

demand of murderers?

Execution, yes.
We have no choice.

We can trace our
injuries to one man.

And upon this man we
have passed sentence.

Execution!

Let this be a guide forthose who weaken our ranks.

You speak with outsiders,
you die as a traitor.

What about the cop?

The cop.

Well, I decided to
let our little friend,

Lieutenant Cornell, go free.

Captain Purdy?

What do we have here?

Looks like a gang hit.

We lost two cops and a fed.

They lost four, maybe five.

Maybe.

OK, so the two officers.

Who's the commanding officer?

It was a Lieutenant
Jacob Cornell.

Well, wake him up.

Find out why his people weredown here babysitting a fed

and tell them they
won't be coming back.

And Ivan?

Let's get them off the
floor as fast as we can.

Hello?

Hello!

Jake?

Jake, is that you?

Hello, Samantha.

I thought I'd stay and
give you another chance

to discuss the terms of
your gallery opening.

Wasn't that too,
too sweet of me?

Odin, this is crazy.

Trusting you to
stop him is crazy?

Look, if he gets away,
you know he's going

to come back with 100 cops.

His people died tonight too.

This isn't a game.

Everything is a game, Dragon.

Now, we lost five soldiers andI will grant you five hunters.

Take Shades and Loki and Thor.

What is your name?

Spider.

Spider.

Take Spider.

And last, but not
least, take Gameshow.

Young warriors should havea chance in the field.

No.

No?

OK, we'll now play
your game, but I'm

not going to risk my brother.

Dragon, who could you findto be so dedicated, so devoted?

I'll take VP.

He's your right-hand man.

Who could be more
devoted to your whims?

You send me up
there, you jeopardize

everything we've planned.

Fine.

VP is a fine choice.

My office should be representedon this little adventure.

What about me?

I caught him.

And he killed two of
my men in the alley.

This is true.

Dragon, take Diesel as well.

Your chances just
fell to zero, shithead.

Louis, it's
getting really late.

But not too, too
late, Samantha.

It's in my interest to
nurture young artists.

My gallery survives on theirinnovation and intensity.

Yes, well, my
intensity is flagging.

Samantha, if your workwas really important to you,

invite me to spend the night.

Louis, there is a wordfor what you're suggesting.

Yes, there is.

Success.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry, Louis.

Please don't be too, too angry.

I expected somethingmore adult from an artist

of your caliber.

Ah, Jacob, I know you're goingto do your very best to get

home.

But as an added incentive,I've sent the twins to keep

Miss Fuck You company.

So if you don't make
it there by dawn

or they catch a
glimpse of the police,

well, I leave it
to you to imagine

what they might do, huh?

You snake-eyed fuck.

Jacob, Jacob, Jacob, don'tspend all your passions on me.

Save it for the game.

Now, you'd better get going.

I grant you fair passage.

Hey, kid.

You really think King Shithere has the best interest

of your people at heart, huh?

Come on, you're not that stupid.

Jacob.

Please Samantha's waiting.

And dawn is not.

Well, the prey is full
of surprises, isn't he?

Listen, I want you to bring meback his ring finger, please.

Let's get him!

Go!

Where the fuck is he?

Maybe he hasn't come down yet.

Everybody split up.

We'll go in
different directions.

No!

What do you want
us to do, leader?

Divide the block.

We'll search in teams.

Don't let him pick
us off one by one.

Pick us off?

Not a fucking chance, war chief.

Keep yakking, Diesel.

He's getting farther awayfrom you by the minute.

Dragon, I found him.

Where?

Up there on the fire escape.

Huah.

Huah!

Come on.

Gun?

Everybody in the
city carries a gun.

He's fine.

Man, you still
think this is a game?

Here.

OK, let's go.

VP, give me that gun.

You be careful.

Any reply yet from
Lieutenant Cornell?

Wait!

Wait!

They won't touch you, cop.

You're marked.

Damn straight you are.

Ain't life fucking grand?

Stupid bitch.

Back off, Diesel.

We've got a job to do.

Here pussy, pussy, pussy.

Meow.

Well, well, well, now,
look what we have here.

A sample bag.

Black and Whitney
had you pegged.

Screw you.

Ooh, bad suggestion.

Mmmh!

Kill this piece of shit.

No.

You can't kill him.

He's Odin's man.

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

Kill him.
- No.

No!
No.

No.
No!

No!

No!

No!

No.

No.

No!

The survey says.

Diesel!

Oh, god.

Help me get this off.

The kid's done and
the cop's getting away.

Then go after him.

Go!

Go!

I can't feel my legs, Dragon.

Shhh.

- Don't want .

That's Odin's crap.

Please help.

Dragon, we got to
get him out of here.

Please, Dragon.

- Watch.
- I made it out.

I'm here to help.

Really I ain't packing.

You can frisk me if you like.

Oh.

Well, I got a business
proposition for you.

Do you want help or not?

Oh!

Huah!

So I get you out and
the city pays me, right?

That's the deal?

It's not negotiable, as
far as I'm concerned.

Listen, how are you goingto get me out of here?

You got a car?

Well, no.

You got a phone?

In this place?

We got messenger coppers.

Then what's your plan?

I'm working on it.

Geez.

Now, straighten up
and look interesting.

I got a reputation to keep.

Odin.

VP's dead.

Dragon had him shot.

Dragon's been a fuck
up since the beginning.

His little brother's dead too.

And where's Cornell?

He stopped at the Winchesterfor a little action.

Looks like we're going toneed a new war chief soon, huh?

Where's Dragon?

Here.

We had a pact.

We take our turf back
from the pushers.

He had nothing to do withViking fairy tales and games.

Have I violated that pact?

I took this off VP,
your right-hand man.

You used us.

You used me and Gamey.

And you used the
rest of us, too,

to get rid of your competition.

We were supposed to killpushers, not become pushers.

Now, if you reallybelieve that I betrayed you,

you would have
pulled the trigger.

It should be so clear to you.

You know who your
enemies are and you

know who your family is.

What about the coke?

I can't be responsible
for everyone.

I need your help, Dragon.

We started this thing together.

Help me.

Gamey.

What about Gamey?

Cornell killed your
brother, and it's time

to take him out of the game.

You're going to owe
me for that sheet.

Why don't you put
it on my bill, hon.

Roach won't like it.

Roach?

Pimp?

My manager.

He gave me this place.

He sounds like
a prince of a guy.

At least the pimps and
gang lords are better

than the landlords around here.

I got a chance with
them, not like you

cops or social workers oruptown Johns looking for a girl

to beat up.

You don't get it, do you, cop?

Down here, you're
one of the bad guys.

So where's Roach?

Did he go into the home?

But is he alone?

Who cares, man?

That's seven years.

I should last so long.

All right.

We don't have a phone
and we don't have a car.

I suppose a gun's out
of the question, huh?

Round Ruby has a gun.

Where's she?

Upstairs.

Come on.

That's Round Ruby.

Yeah.

I guess I'll have
to sneak the gun.

I don't think she's
going to notice.

Knowing her, she's probablyreading her horoscope.

You got an old lady?

Yeah.

A few more hours.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, yes!

Oh, yes!

Yes!
Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

Oh!

Where is he?

Oh, yes.

Are you done?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh.

Now things are looking up.

Come on.

Follow him!

Come on!

Keep going!

Is there another exit?

Butch has them sealed.

I'll check.

No, I'll go.

Elevator.

It don't work!

Come on.

So now you're wasting time.

We got to go.

We got to go!

Wrap it around your hands.

Come on.

Let go of me!

Grab the cable
or grow wings, kid.

Hi ho, Silver.

What are you up to, Jacob?

Up here.

He got Cowboy.

He went down the
elevator shaft.

Try the basement.

You'd make a good repo man.

No keys.

On second thought, maybe not.

Does everybody in this townknow how to do that except me?

Give you a lift, cop?

Anyplace north of
the bridge, ma'am.

Thank you very much.

Let's get out of here.

- Get out of the car!
- Hey.

Whoa.
What are you doing?

You had all thoseRockers pissed off at you?

They got my
girlfriend hostage.

They're going to
kill her at dawn.

I helped you back
there, didn't I, Jake?

Yeah, you were great, kid.

But now everybody
knows I helped you.

If I go back, they'll kill me.

The other side of
that bridge there?

That's my turf.

You and I, we can get theretogether, I promise you.

Besides, you can
add it to my bill.

Damn straight I will.

So what do we do?

Well, I was hoping thatmaybe you had some ideas?

Matter of fact, I do.

Anyone seen him?

It's the only way home, Jake.

Come to me.

Come on!

There he is!

Oh, no, you don't
get off that lightly.

After him!

Hmm!

Huah!

Be vewy, vewy quiet.

Ho-ya!

Oh!

Oh!

He's doubling back.

Ba-ba-bah!

Ba, ba-ba.

Bah!

Hold on!

Jump!

Come on!

Get in!

Take the wheel!
- What?

The wheel!

We're going to make it.

Oh, shit!

Come on.

Oh, oh, ahhhh!

Jacob, fancy meeting you here.

You're under
arrest, Snake Eyes.

Looks like I did you
a favor now, didn't I?

Pity.

Because I don't thinkDragon would have approved

of you being in the drug trade.

Dragon wanted to
take Jungleground back

and I want to keep it.

I can't do that with no money.

And who was going
to supply you?

Papa Plasetti wants a truce.

He got to-- he has
turn his trade to me.

Yaaaaaa!

Get up!
Get the son of a bitch!

He's just on the other side!

We can't get through!

He's gone.

No!

Diesel, you're war chief now.

We're going after
Lieutenant Cornell.

Get on the radio.

Call an ambulance.

Now!

Help her.

Jake?

It's on its way, kid.

I never been out
of town before.

We're still partners, right?

Damn straight.

Yeah, you're damn straight.

You watch her.

Where are you going?

I'm going to steal your truck.

The keys are in it.

Oh, yeah.

He's one of the good guys.

Samantha.

Oh, cut me loose.

Oh, cut me loose.

Oh, god, I've been praying.

We've got to get out of here.

OK.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

You thought you left me fordead on the bridge, didn't you?

Here I am.

I've come to get
the fuck responsible

for my little brother's death.

Is he coming?

I heard you and Odin
talking on the bridge.

Lying shit.

You know, I thought aboutkilling both of you?

Thanks for thinking twice.

Couldn't find my gun.

Ahhhhh!

Come on!

Let's go!
Come on.

The roof.

On the roof.

Good morning, boys.

No, no, no, no.

The sun's about to come up.

You said if I made it homebefore dawn, it was over.

I only made that promisebecause I never thought

you'd make it back to the lair.

So it was a lie.

Jacob, lies are
for politicians.

You and I are warriors now.

I gave you my word.

I won't kill you.

But my soldiers will.

Ah.

Ahhhhh!

Enough of this shit.

Sam!

Sam!

You OK?

Yeah, we got to talkabout the company you keep.

You wait here.

You wait!

I can't move my arms, my legs.

Jacob, you can't.

Please, please, please, Jacob!

Jacob, come on, man.

Please, Jacob, I
don't want to die.

Aw, come on, Odin.

A straw death's for invalidsand old men, not for a warrior.

Jacob, please, please, Jacob.

You call it.

Please, Dragon.

Please.

He's done.

Let him live a straw life.

Thanks for playing.

Jacob.

That kid you brought
in came through surgery.

She said something about
a bill you owe her?

Lieutenant, if we'd knownthat you were down there--

That's what you think, man.

I'm out of here.

Hey, Cole, let him go.

So you think you can
find your way home now?

You did.

We'll be seeing
you, Lieutenant.

You can count on that.

You're going to keep goingback there, aren't you?

How can you look at thoseburned out tenement buildings

and see something worthfighting for and dying for?

Sammy, the same
way you look at that

and see part of
something better.

It might change me.

I see something
better right here.

What's that?

Nothing.