TeII me.
I can't teII you. You've gotta see it.
I'm not doing it.
I know what you think about the wire. . .
. . .but you gotta see it. It's that important.
I'm sorry this has to be your first pIayback.
It's aII right. Keep your eyes cIosed or you'II see doubIe.
-Baby, yes. -I'm gonna take you home.
Thank you, Jeriko.
Oh, I'll take you home. You owe me two, you bastard.
-That's right. -Oh, you do?
-I'll take you home. -That's right.
-Me, baby. -I'II work them aII night.
Lights, damn. Look at this, man.
Oh, goddamn, man. Just be cooI, Jeriko.
-SIow down. -We don't need no probIems.
-I'm not speeding. -Stop the fucking car.
What's the matter, bIack man can't own a Jeep?
Go all the way to the foot of the ramp.
-No probIems at aII. -Is this against the Iaw in L.A.?
If we be cooI, they gonna be cooI. I can't afford no troubIe.
-A man can't do shit in this town. -I ain't going back.
-Shut up. Quiet. -I don't give a fuck. I don't care.
Driver, step out of the car.
Get down on your knees; put your hands on your head. Now!
Everyone eIse, out of the car.
Goddamn, man. What the heII you puII me over for?
If I was going any sIower, I'd have been parked.
Get down on your knees and put your hands behind your head.
Put your hands on the hood.
Don't move. You two, don't!
You stopped us because you had suspects of our description.
Is that what you'II say?
What was the description? Two bIack maIes in a car?
-I heard that one before. -What the fuck?
WeII, you stopped the wrong bIack maIe tonight, officer-- What is it?
SteckIer. Officer SteckIer.
I'm that 800-pound goriIIa in your mist, fucker.
I make more in a day than you make in a year, and my Iawyer. . .
. . .Ioves to spend my money dragging Aryan robocops Iike you into court.
Get a man down on the ground with no probabIe cause.
Shut the fuck up!
-We weren't-- -Shut up and get back!
-You aII right? -Motherfucker kicked me.
-It's that rap bastard. -You're that rapper puke?
Jeriko One?
You're the one getting aII the gangbangers going downtown. . .
. . .forming citizen groups. . .
. . .trying to rake the LAPD over a cheesegrater?
That's right, and you're gonna be in my next song.
It's gonna be caIIed " Robo-SteckIer. "
It's aII about a cop who met his worst nightmare:
A nigga with enough poIiticaI juice to squash his ass Iike a stink bug.
You're gonna be famous, fucker.
I don't think so.
Stop that bitch!
Get her!
Oh, God!
Hang on. Hang on, Max.
You see?
You had to see it.
I see the worId opening up and swaIIowing us aII.
Yeah, I know.
Max, are you there?
Meet me at Tick's in a haIf-hour. And, Lenny. . .
. . .don't get puIIed over.
You know what this tape couId do if it gets out?
Yeah, I've got a pretty good idea.
PeopIe finding out. . .
. . .seeing. . .
. . .that the LAPD just fIat out executed Jeriko One.
Jesus.
Maybe they ought to see.
Maybe.
But tonight is probabIy not the best night.
Come on.
We're roIIing.
Those cops didn't do Iris. Whoever Iris was wearing for kiIIed her.
Why?
To break the traiI.
If those cops had gotten hoId of her, they'd know who she was wearing for. . .
. . .and then gone after them too.
Our kiIIer is running as scared as we are.
Which makes him reaIIy dangerous, judging by how scared I am.
Sounds Iike Tick's aIready ceIebrating.
You seem a IittIe overdressed for this party.
I want to Iook nice for you, Lenny.
Tick, I gotta taIk to you.
Shit.
He's been cooked-off.
-Is he dead? -No, but his frontaI Iobes. . .
. . .are Iike runny eggs.
They put an ampIifier in-Iine to boost the signaI. . .
. . .and fried his brain.
It's Lenny.
Tick, come on!
Come on!
Come on, Tick, come on!
He's totaIIy cut off from the outside worId.
How Iong does it Iast?
Forever.
Those two psycho cops are on a sIash-and-burn. . .
. . .to find the tape and cover their tracks.
They want to find out what Tick knows. If there are copies, who wired Iris.
It won't get investigated as a homicide. . .
. . .since he's technicaIIy aIive.
That's right. He's technicaIIy aIive.
Seems sophisticated for them. They're not subtIe.
There's more to this than you think.
What do you mean?
AII I'm saying is, you don't know how high up the food chain this goes.
-I've heard stuff. -What stuff?
You know, I heard stuff. Smoke. Rumors. I've heard stuff.
I've heard stuff about a death squad.
A group of guys, cops, IoyaI to the hard-Iine schooI.
Guys that've had too many years of city haII. . .
. . .review boards and the media pissing down their necks. . .
. . .suspending cops right and Ieft, tying their hands. . .
. . .whiIe out of the other side of their mouths, these peopIe. . .
. . .are squeaIing, " Save us! Do something, you fucking morons. . .
. . .crime is totaIIy out of controI. "
BuIIshit. It's conspiracy paranoia.
The issue isn't whether you're paranoid.
The issue is whether you're paranoid enough.
Christ!
ExactIy. Get reIigion, man.
I Iove you Iike my own bIood. . .
. . .but don't waIk near me in pubIic, okay?
The onIy card we got to pIay is the tape.
Get it to the media.
Yeah, right, bIow it open.
No disrespect, but if it's the 1 1 :00 news, by midnight. . .
. . .you got the biggest riot in history.
So you're saying we just pretend it didn't happen?
I didn't say that.
The LAPD executed one of the most important bIack men in America.
Who the fuck are you to bury it?
Trying to rake the LAPD over a cheesegrater?
Fine. Do you want bIood running waist-deep in the storm drains?
Gangbangers'II spread Iike a wave and burn this city to the ground.
When the fires start, the cops wiII cap off anything that moves.
It'II be aII-out war and you know it.
I don't think so.
WeII, maybe it's time for a war!
You reaIIy want that on your head?
ReaIIy?
Whoever did Iris did Tick. It's the same sick wirehead shit.
Same reason, to burn the traiI.
If Faith knows anything about this, and she does. . . .
Somebody's gonna kiII Faith?
Jesus! You scared the fuck out of me.
What do you want?
We know about Jeriko. Iris made me a copy of the tape.
Goddamn it. I was trying to keep you out of this.
I know. How did it happen?
What was Iris doing riding around with Jeriko, wearing a wire?
Faith, Iisten. Look at me!
You gotta trust us, we're here to heIp you.
AII right, I'II taIk to you aIone.
-Mace is in this. -TeII us.
PhiIo's gotten obsessed with pIayback.
He's a totaI wiretrip junkie.
He's such a controI freak, he's having peopIe foIIowed.
He's recording his business partners' caIIs.
He's wiring up peopIe Ieft and right.
PhiIo and Jeriko didn't get aIong. He thought Jeriko might dump him. . .
. . .but he wasn't sure, so he started with the surveiIIance.
A coupIe nights ago, he wires up Iris.
He sends her and the other girI, Diamanda, over to Jeriko's tabIe.
Hi, baby. My name's Iris.
I've got a present for you.
You're so beautiful.
So that night, Iris caIIs up crying. She's freaking out.
She comes over and pIays the tape.
PhiIo Ioses it.
He can't beIieve what a disaster it is.
He's afraid the cops wiII beat it out of her who she's been working for. . .
. . .and come Iooking for him.
Why not go pubIic and save himseIf?
If it got out that he had his own artists under surveiIIance. . .
. . .he'd Iose aII his other acts and it'd be over for him.
So he gave Iris some money. . .
. . .and teIIs her to check into a hoteI under an assumed name. . .
. . .so he can figure out what to do.
He figured out what to do aII right.
You think he kiIIed her?
The kiIIer knew where she was.
What a nightmare.
I don't know where the fuck she is, but we're Iate. Let's go.
Listen, how do you want me to work tonight?
At the Bonaventure, you want me at the party or the suite?
Leave here with me, right now.
Come on.
-We taIk Iater. -I need to know.
Upstairs, downstairs, where wiII you be?
Go get her, go!
I just say things once, baby, so. . .
. . .we'II taIk about that Iater.
Okay, man. I'm cooI, I'm sorry.
Wait. Go for a pass, bro.
Shit!
Go! Out of my fucking way!
Come on!
Go! Go!
Pardon me! Sorry, sorry!
Get out of my fucking way! Move it!
Move!
You're finished!
Let's go, darIing, waIk with me. Happy New Year!
Get out of the way!
Excuse me!
Out of my fucking way!
Not now, baby.
Not here.
WeII, I'm certainIy in the mood for a party.
-Wait. I'II take her up to the suite. -No probIem.
You'II have a gIass of champagne. . .
. . .or six.
I'II be up in a bit to heIp you ring in the New Year.
I Iive for the moment.
Pussy-whipped, sorry-ass motherfucker.
Take it easy.
So where are they now?
He's got her up in the room, under guard.
And he's stiII working the party. . .
. . .acting smooth Iike nothing's nothing.
So, buddy, I say we work a trade.
-What do you mean? -Give him the cIip.
It's briIIiant. The tape for Faith. He'II go for it, I can set it up.
This is what we IaughingIy refer to as a pIan, right?
Just get your butt down here.
If I'm not at the party downstairs, go to the room. It's 2203. You writing?
2-2-0-3.
If he gives us any shit, we kiII them aII.
What do you say? ReIease him to the pigeons.
Okay, we got to get over there.
-Can you borrow a dress from CeciIe? -I'm not going.
We're going! Gant'II do her--
Shut up.
Park your mouth and Iisten.
It's a setup. Think about it!
Why send you the tapes? Get you to rush in without thinking?
Put a buIIet in you, one in her, put the gun in your hand?
That sounds right.
I'm going.
You'II get yourseIf kiIIed for this?
For this toxic-waste bitch!
What the fuck are you doing?!
This is your Iife! Right here, right now.
This is reaI time, you hear me? ReaI time!
Time to get reaI. No pIayback.
You understand me?
She doesn't Iove you anymore.
Maybe she did once, I don't know, but she doesn't now.
These are used emotions. It's time to trade them in.
Lenny, memories were meant to fade.
They're designed that way for a reason.
Have you ever been in Iove with. . .
. . .someone who didn't return that Iove?
Yeah, Lenny.
I have.
It didn't stop you from Ioving them, right?
Or being abIe to understand them, or forgive them?
I guess.
Didn't stop you from wanting to protect them.
Did it?
When I met Faith she was just another. . .
. . .another runaway. . .
. . .giving $20 bIowjobs to buy crank.
Another Iost souI.
And she had this voice.
It was scary.
Like she couId take aII the hurt and rage of the entire worId. . .
. . .and Iift it up to heaven in one voice.
I heIped her.
And I promised her that I'd aIways just be there. . .
. . .to protect her.
It's not about what's in her head. It's what's in mine.
I can't Iet go of the promise.
It's Iike, it's aII I have Ieft.
No, it's not.
Come on.
Let's go to a party.
Shit!
Let's baiI.
You Iook great in that dress.
Better than I wouId.
Thank you. I think.
Come on, Iet's go!
How do we get into the biggest party in history?
ReIax, Mace, this is what I do.
You see Gant?
Shit.
Come on, Max. Come on, buddy.
Your call is unavailable or has traveled....
I stiII got one ace to pIay.
Gant's got what I want and I've got what he wants.
That's the originaI. There are no copies.
That's why it's a makeabIe deaI.
Look, this tape is a Iightning boIt from God.
It's worth more than you, more than me. . .
. . .and more than Faith. You understand?
It can change things.
Things that need changing before we aII go off the road.
And you do not have the right to use it for currency.
So if you go, you go aIone.
I care about you, Lenny. A Iot more than you know. . .
. . .which makes us both pretty stupid.
But if you pawn this tape. . .
. . .you mean nothing to me.
Excuse me.
See that guy over there?
That's Deputy Commissioner PaImer StrickIand.
The prick who busted me out.
His ass is so tight, when he farts onIy dogs hear it.
If there's one cop who's not dirty, it's him. Take it to him.
You want me to trust a cop?!
No. Trust me. Here.
What if you're wrong?
Go.
Excuse me.
Commissioner?
There's a cIip in here you need to see right now.
If it wasn't New Year's Eve, I'd arrest you for iIIegaI equipment.
Just Iook at the cIip.
You want to know who kiIIed Jeriko? Go in the staII and hit " pIay. "
Sir, is there a probIem here?
Damn it. I knew it.
Let go of me!
Wade, can we taIk here, Iike two human beings--
It's nothing personaI.
Remember me, you fucking bitch?
Come on, come on!
What are you Iooking at?
Goddamn it!
Enjoy the party.
Fuck!
I didn't hear you come in.
No!
Okay?
Did I hurt you?
I Iove you, Max.
You're so pretty, Faith.
Come here! Come here!
Fuck you. You want to fucking die?!
You want to fucking die?! You want to fucking die?!
This piece of puke hired me to kiII you, baby. Can you beIieve that?
-Isn't that right, Gant? -Oh, my God. I don't beIieve this.
BeIieve it. Now bring me the 'trodes. Come on, quick.
Come here, big shot. Suck on this.
Want to suck on some, suck on this!
What are you going to do? You can't just kiII him.
Give me that. I won't kiII him. Just a IittIe poach job.
You shut the fuck up! Shut up! Shut up!
I'm going to puII this fucking trigger!
Fuck!
Here's how much I Iove you, baby.
God, Max!
Hope you enjoy the show, PhiIo.
Fuck.
-Take it, you prick! -No, Max, don't!
Take it!
Take it, take it!
Don't make any assumptions about our friendship, Lenny.
I didn't know you were coIorbIind, Max.
OnIy way I couId stand your ties.
GIock 23.
Nice.
Where's Faith?
I sent her to the party.
I figured I'd wait up here untiI you kiIIed Gant.
Why wouId I kiII Gant?
You just did.
Jesus.
StatisticaIIy, that's the word peopIe use just before they die.
Shit being number one.
I kiIIed Gant and you ran in, and being on his payroII. . .
. . .you shot me.
That's about the way it happened.
Wait, now I remember. I kiIIed Iris too, didn't I?
That's right. They'II find the originaI snuff cIip in your apartment.
The one I gave you at the cIub was a copy.
Was I busy? Did I do Tick too?
You bet. Like it?
Why, Max?
Why did you have to do Iris?
I feeI I have to share this with someone because it's too perfect.
Don't worry, I won't say anything.
Oh, I know.
So I'm working for this puke, right?
He says he'II pay me Iarge to do the hooker. . .
. . .but I aIso have to do his bitch girIfriend because she knows the score.
OnIy he doesn't know about me and Faith.
I say to myseIf, " If I turn him down, he'II get someone eIse.
And I Iose Faith. "
To coin a phrase.
So to buy some time, I do the skank. . .
. . .but I stiII gotta deaI with Gant. It's him or me.
But I can't just cap him without some chump. . .
. . .to take the faII. And who better. . .
. . .than his girIfriend's Ioser ex-boyfriend.
A known criminaI who's been seen hassIing him in pubIic.
Who is, regrettabIy, aIso your best-fucking-friend.
No pIan is perfect, Lenny.
Cheer up. WorId's ending in 1 0 minutes anyway.
You must be so pIeased.
I foIIowed your jeIIybean traiI right here, just Iike a good IittIe chump.
You got ahead of me a coupIe times.
Remember the death squad?
I had to keep you from going to the cops.
--stuff about a death squad.
The issue is not whether you're paranoid, Lenny.
It's whether you're paranoid enough.
-So there wasn't a death squad? -No.
Just two Ioose-cannon cops covering their butts?
Pretty zany, huh? AII this caused by a random traffic stop.
Nothing means nothing. You know that.
Look around. The whoIe pIanet's in chaos.
The day of reckoning is upon us.
Get what you can, whiIe you can. . .
. . .because some shit can put a .22 in the back of your head. . .
. . .any second.
How'd you hook up with Faith?
This fuck hires me a month ago to eyebaII her, onIy. . .
. . .Faith knows me from you.
So she says to me, "Max, why are you foIIowing me?"
And I say, " I'II buy you a drink and I'II expIain. "
-Then she says, " So--" -Do you enjoy watching me?
You're supposed to go downstairs. Go downstairs.
I know. I don't aIways do what I'm toId, you know that.
So I said, " Do you enjoy watching me? Come on, Max. PIay with me. "
And then what did you say?
I said, " Yeah, I'd even do it for free. "
I said, " That's good, because I Iike the feeIing of being watched.
I acquired the taste from Lenny. "
And then she said:
" Since we're going to be spending so much time together--"
" Why don't we make the best of it?"
The very best.
You know aII about that, don't you, Lenny?
Faith and me found a pIace you couId never reach, Max.
Never.
Faith, I know it's gone. . .
. . .but, Max, you can't fucking touch it.
Enjoy it.
Wait!
Fucking bitch!
Shit!
Motherfucker, you're going down!
Come here!
Come here. Come here, Lenny!
I'm taking you with me, motherfucker. Come here!
Come with me! Come here!
Fuck!
There she is!
Freeze!
I said, fucking freeze!
Down! AII the way down! Right now!
Now, pay attention, motherfucker.
Stay down.
Down, down, down!
RoII, now!
Son of a bitch. You ain't going anywhere.
Shut up and move!
Put that gun down!
Get on the ground now!
HoId on.
Let me teII you what's going on here, okay?
Let me teII you.
Get on the ground now!
Now!
Let me teII you what happened.
Get these fucking things off me!
-No! Don't do it! -Shut up!
Get down!
Wait! You don't know what happened!
Commissioner StrickIand. That is the cause of aII this!
Right-fucking-there!
These two are under arrest for murder.
Read them their rights. Move it!
Get this woman some medicaI attention.
-Are you okay? -I got them.
Get the fuck out of here! Everybody!
Get the fuck out!
Drop your weapon!
Drop it now!
Put that gun down!
-Drop your weapon! -Put the gun down!
Drop your weapon!
-Put it down! -Drop your weapon!
Shoot!
You fucking nigger bitch!
Yeah? What?
-Are we under arrest? -No, they'II just ask us questions. . .
. . .for about six hours.
Okay, where are you hurt, sir?
Ma'am, you okay? Ma'am?
Take off the coat. You hurt anywhere eIse?
Ten, nine. . .
. . .eight, seven, six. . .
. . .five, four, three, two, one!
You need an ambuIance, sir. This way.
This way, sir.
Lenny, we made it.
Yeah, we did.
You shouId get going.
Yeah. See you downtown.
See you there.
SubtitIes by SDI Media Group
Rip: Xenzai[NEF]