Back up. Move back a little bit. Stay back.
Come on, let the funeral through, huh? Stay back.
Get Laura. That's the daughter. Get a close-up.
- Excuse me... - Hey! Don't touch the camera.
Miss, please don't cause any problems.
We're not causing any problems.
John, let's get McKenna.
Captain McKenna?
Captain McKenna, any leads in the murder of Jackie Wong?
Nothing.
Do you think this killing means there is a war going on in the Chinatown tongs?
No, I don't. This is basically a situation where the youth gangs
are lashing out at the Establishment.
The community's cooperating. The situation's under control.
Hey, kid! What's going on?
- We got to talk, Lenny. Privately. - Sure. Some funeral, huh?
So, what's new, kid? Listen, no news this week.
But I got some pretty good uptown you should try. Give you a taste for nothing.
- Greaseball don't listen so good, Lenny. - What?
You want to play games?
It's loud and clear. This is our street now.
You wanna stay on this street, you pay us.
Come on, Ronnie. Me?
You wanna extort money from me? You know who my cousins are?
I know what I need to know.
Fuck your cousins. No one rides free any more. You owe me money.
It's 300 a week to operate out of here. Four weeks, that's 1200 bucks you owe.
You come across Canal Street and start throwing your weight around here?
You Chink scumbag, you'll end up with a wire around your fuckin' neck.
Now get outta here before I kick your ass. Hey, kid.
The rumour is, Jackie Wong was more than the unofficial mayor of Chinatown,
that he was also the head of a secret Triad.
Jackie Wong, no question, will be missed.
He was loved. He made money for his people.
But the head of a secret Triad? There's no Triads in New York.
I'm sure, Captain, you've heard rumours that Wong's successor, Harry Yung,
was a corrupt Hong Kong policeman
who came here with $15 million.
$15 million? That's a good one.
Somebody should tell Harry Yung that. I have no further comments at this time.
Do you have that? OK.
You're a hell of a reporter, honey.
Except you're talkin' to a guy with a bag on his head and cotton in his ears.
- Stick around, you may learn something. - Who are you?
Just ask for Stanley White.
- Which Stanley White? - There's only one Stanley White.
Hello, Will. How's the view up there?
You can see a long way.
Still believe in keeping a high police profile?
If you wore your uniform once in a while,
you'd know that police visibility's the strongest deterrent to crime.
It doesn't look like you're deterring too much around here lately.
Aren't you in the wrong precinct, Captain?
Not really. They gave me a new command.
Yeah? What'd they give you?
Chinatown.
That's right, Will. They just cut off your oats.
Why?
Because of this?
How was I supposed to prevent this?
How am I supposed to prevent anything around here?
- Come on, I'll buy you a cup of coffee.
Ah, what the hell?
Like I told you before, man... no pictures!
John... go to her.
Right there. Get Laura Wong. Get the close-up. Come on.
- That's the daughter. - You people...
Hey! Don't touch the camera!
Get rid of the camera!
The camera is none of your business! Go away!
Enough! What'd I tell you before? Get on outta here.
He's over there in the back.
Tell me when, OK? Tell me when.
And so, with the passing of Dai Jackie Wong,
a piece of Chinatown history passes with him.
This is Tracy Tzu, WKXT News, Mott Street, Chinatown.
What are you assholes doin' around here, huh?
Get off, you fuckin' bastard! Get off!
You can't come down here, man.
It's no raid.
Keep on playin'. No problem.
Lookin' for Uncle Harry.
Uncle Harry?
Not here, white devil, get out!
Where's Harry?
Not here, white man.
Hey, he's going to be back soon.
You tell Harry I'm comin' over.
Get out!
Let's play!
How could you have let the white devil in?
What the...
What's going on with you?
I'm lookin' for Uncle Harry. Where's Harry Yung?
- Where are you going? - Harry in there?
Where are you going?
- Wait. - Thought we should have a talk,
seein' we're both new at our jobs.
Why did you go to the gambling place, huh?
We had the same arrangement over long period of time.
No policeman "ever" go to gambling club!
Foolish man! Rude...
I'm going to have to tell your superiors.
It won't be the first time, Uncle Harry.
I'm glad you guys are here. Saves me some lung power.
This is it. I'll give it to you fast.
There's a new marshal in town.
Me.
New marshal means new rules.
New rules means no more street violence.
You collar the gangs.
I don't wanna see their fucking faces unless they're bringin' me spareribs.
I don't care what you do. Get 'em jobs catchin' cockroaches.
- But you get 'em off the streets. - Nobody can control the gangs!
Everybody knows that. Too big a problem.
Captain, Chinatown behind you all the way.
In favour of what you do.
You take gang kid in the alley. You put bag over their head.
You beat them with club.
Chinatown behind you 100 per cent.
- 100 per cent! - 100 per cent behind...
Good. Cos I'm gonna need your help.
I wanna put a stop to all this bribe-paying and extortion to the gangs.
- I want the help of all 60 families. - 60 families?
No, no, no, no, no.
- And I want you people... - Wait a minute.
This very difficult. Very, very difficult.
It's a long history.
For thousands of years, Chinese do not go to the police.
If they go to the police, they'll get in trouble.
So, I'll tell you straight.
- Nobody will come to see you. - Oh, yeah?
You tell him what we mean.
No disrespect is intended to the police by our remarks.
But if the citizens of Chinatown regard what you call extortion and bribery
as part of the cost of doing business, and have felt that way for thousands of years,
why should you be so concerned?
What about the ones that don't wanna pay?
Tell him.
You know, Captain, when I first came to New York,
I worked as a waiter in a restaurant.
Saw something terrible happen because my boss did not want to pay.
I signed a complaint against a gang leader who was arrested.
Next day, he was out on the streets again.
Six months go by before his trial, and the police chief was transferred to the Bronx.
This was - what? - Six... six or seven chiefs before McKenna.
Seven.
And the new chief dropped the charges.
- Three months later I got stabbed here. - Sure. See?
You must understand, Captain,
to us, your Good Samaritan was a fool
to risk the security of his family to help a stranger.
Uh, you're too impressed with yourself.
Fuck you.
What did you say?
I said "Fuck you."
I'm tired of all this "Chinese this", "Chinese that".
You people, you think gambling, extortion, corruption are kosher
because it's a thousand years old?
Well, all this "thousand-year-old" stuff, it's a lot of shit to me.
This is America, and it's 200 years old, so you'd better get your clocks fixed.
You're not special, and you're not beyond the law -
any more than the Puerto Ricans or the Polacks.
So we're all gonna obey the law the way it says.
So start doing something about it, and fast, or you're all gonna suffer.
You can believe that.
How will we deal with this?
Morning, Stan.
- Morning, Stan. - Hi, Stan.
- Morning, Stan.
- He's early. - He's always early.
- I got a complaint about you already. - There's a line around the block.
A Harry Yung was upset you bust into his place of business on a day of mourning.
He says you're threatening the arrangement we've always had.
What is this arrangement? Is it carved in stone? Did it come out of a burning bush?
What the hell did you rush in there for?
You made them lose face, you made us lose face.
You got no respect? They were just having breakfast.
What evidence did you have to go in there?
With these people, you're not gonna have any evidence.
You're talking shit.
I didn't buy this job at Macy's. You gave it to me.
And I told you to kick ass on the youth gangs, not the old guys.
You lay off them, you hear?
Fifth Precinct's a nice quiet area, Stanley.
Good springboard for promotion, if you get my meaning.
Lou, I've been down there one goddamn day.
Doesn't take a genius to figure out something's going on.
There's gonna be blood in the gutters. These Chinese will muscle across Canal.
They're gonna push the Mafia out. I'm talking banks, real estate, drug money.
Who told you all this? The DEA?
They've been peddling that bullshit Chinese Mafia theory for years,
and they never made a case in Chinatown. I wouldn't believe...
You don't know what you're talkin' about.
The Mafia concept's not even Italian, it's Chinese.
- It's Chinese. - It was invented in China 1,000 years ago.
- They call 'em Triads. - Triads.
That's what we have here - the offshoots of the Hong Kong Triads.
Stanley, you're letting your imagination...
No. Lou, like hell I am.
These people are the biggest overall importers of heroin in this country.
The fact that we don't have a single bust against one of them tells me somethin'.
They're smart. They're smarter than you are, and Kearney, this Irish sphinx.
At least I didn't change my name, Wizynski.
What do you want?
You wanna attack Chinatown with the 82nd Airborne?
You're not in Vietnam here, Stanley.
There, I never saw the goddamn enemy.
Here, they're in front of my eyes. They got no place to hide.
This is just like the South Bronx and Red Hook.
You got a bunch of delinquents, youth gangs... Call 'em what you want.
Snot-nosed Chink scumbags. Go and kick their asses. That's what you're good at.
Youth gangs? These are midget hit men.
You know what your problem is? You work like a piece of heavy machinery.
Nobody likes you, Stanley. They tell you you're a great cop, but they don't like you.
So what?
Just put my request through, will you?
Kearney, pleasure talking to you - it's like one hand clapping.
All of a sudden, this job's made you an expert?!
He's got a thing for Chinks.
Yoo-hoo! Connie!
- I'm home. - In here!
Where you been? I've been calling for two days. You don't answer the phone?
Connie, what the hell's goin' on here?
Don't ask.
It's the washing machine again. And while I was at it, I fixed the sink.
Jesus!
Connie, why don't you ever call the repairman?
You're livin' in the past, Stanley. You find one.
Hey, look at this mess.
Buy me a new machine! But don't break my balls, Stanley.
Been trying to fix this thing for three hours, and I'm not in the mood.
- I didn't say anything. - Yeah, but you were gonna.
- I can always tell when you're in a mood. - What's wrong with you?
I walk in the door, you don't even say hello.
You don't smile. All you do is, you say, "Stanley, don't break my balls."
- What kind of a relationship is this? - You don't care about our relationship.
I do care.
I do care about our relationship.
- Come on! - I just wanna know why you're so angry.
Well, Stanley, it's because you have become an arrogant, self-centred,
condescending son of a bitch.
- Well, there's a lot to be arrogant about. - Oh, don't start, OK?
I'm not takin' any more of your shit, Stan.
You want to fix the fuckin' washing machine? You go ahead and fix it.
Oh, Jesus.
You fix it. I gotta go to work.
Hey, I'm not having such a great day either, you know.
I thought you said you had the night off. I thought maybe we could go out.
They shifted me back to nights.
What is biting your ass? Don't tell me it's the washing machine.
No.
Nothin'. Because I don't expect anything from you any more, Stanley.
- What is that supposed to mean? - It means you bombed out.
You forgot. You weren't here.
You missed target practice.
- What? - Wednesday.
Wednesday!
It's the day of my ovulation.
I guess I forgot.
Don't bullshit me, Stan. I don't like it.
I'm getting the picture, OK? It's clear as ice.
- If you really wanted a kid... - Of course I want a kid.
No. No.
You'd take care of yourself a bit. You'd sleep decent hours.
You'd eat regular. You'd take your vitamins.
You promised me you'd take your vitamin E.
I paid 50 bucks for this.
And you'd screw me once in a while at the right time of month.
- How the hell do we stand a chance? - Hey, I'm sorry.
I know you're sorry. You said that last month and the month before that.
I'll tell you what. Next month we'll take a weekend off.
We'll go up to that place in the Poconos, that place your brother-in-law talks about.
You know, the place with the heart-shaped tubs? We could try there.
Don't give me all that. Don't treat me like an idiot.
It doesn't work any more.
It doesn't work.
Shit!
So sweet, your smile is so sweet
Like a flower blossoming
In the warm spring breeze
Where was it
that I had seen you before?
Your smile is so familiar
I can't remember
In my dreams
I didn't think you'd show up.
I guess I had to get a closer look at the jerk who insulted me.
- What would you like to drink? - Tea.
- Why didn't you say who you were? - Hostile, aren't you?
I showed up, didn't I?
Why don't you have some spareribs?
They have great spareribs, but lousy lighting. Ever wonder about that?
Why a Chinese restaurant makes you feel like you're inside a motor vehicle bureau?
- Feel like I'm waiting for an eye test. - Well, the atmosphere is not the thing.
Besides, I like Italian food better anyway.
I'm impressed. Are you doing your homework?
I'm scratching the surface. So you're from Hong Kong?
No. American born.
San Francisco, the Bay area.
How many generations have your people been here?
My great-grandfather came, worked in the railroads, went back.
My grandfather worked in a gold mine. He also went back.
They went back because the law wouldn't allow their wives to come over.
My father married a Japanese woman and settled here in the '40s.
Yeah, I know the story. It's a pretty sad one.
Thousands of you Chinese came over here, and you died building the railroads.
It says so here.
Their bones are scattered all over the West. We don't even know their names.
There's a photograph here. Promontory Point, Utah. 1869.
It's where the Union and Central Pacific first met.
Take a look at it. What do you see?
What do you see? You see the bosses.
You see the politicians. You see the bankers.
You see the Irish workmen. There's not one single, solitary Chinaman.
They weren't even asked to show up. They died anonymous.
You goddamn people, you keep everything a secret.
- I know the story, Captain. - Well, most people don't.
No one remembers in this country.
- No one remembers anything. - You sound just like my father.
He sounds like a great guy. What does he do?
He's in shipping. Now, what's your story?
Me? What's there to say?
Uh...
I'm Polish. I'm from Brooklyn. I'm a cop.
But I happen to be the most decorated cop in the City of New York.
I'm talking action decorated, no desk citations here.
- I'm sure about that. - I saw you a few times on the tube.
I don't watch much television, but I think you're pretty good.
You're sexier than the broads on the other channels.
Ah, well, Captain. Very pleased you've come.
- Hello. - Uncle Yung, you know Tracy Tzu?
Oh, yes. Very pleased you've come. This is my wife Su Shin.
Captain, do you like Chinese champagne? This is very good.
This is on the house.
Thanks, Harry, but no thanks. I pay my own way.
- Fish stinks from the head, does it not? - The Chinese eat the head, Captain.
Enjoy.
Let's go.
It looks like champagne...
- I think you upset him. - I certainly hope so.
I've been waiting for over a year
Look at it this way.
Harry Yung, he's the head of the richest tong in Chinatown.
He's gotta be involved in the Chinese Mafia.
Even if he isn't doin' anything, he's gotta be doin' something.
And if I can nail the son of a bitch, and he's got face, I get face.
And if I get face, I can win the war in Chinatown.
Captain, why did you call me? What do you want?
I'll tell you what I want.
I want the rice to boil over in Chinatown.
I wanna change things.
Why? Is Chinatown so bad the way it is?
It stinks. The Harry Yungs got this place locked up like a jail.
You got a slave population of sweatshop women working for 12 cents a piece.
You got shopkeepers paying bribes to every punk that comes along.
You got 30 people livin' in a room.
You got the highest rate of TB and mental illness in any city neighbourhood.
- You got a male population... - Look, I'm a reporter.
I am "not" a crusader.
You're an actress. I can help you.
- How? - I'll give you hard facts off the record.
You do an exposé on Chinatown. One week you do the gambling connection.
The next week you do the youth gang extortion racket.
You move up the ladder, to the bosses that own the places.
You splash their faces on the tube, take a little journalistic licence, you know?
Each week we peel another layer off the onion.
If it was a white broad, they'd say it's racist, but with you, it's on the up and up.
This is outrageous. There are boundaries, Captain White. Ethics!
The press is independent. It's not just another undercover cop.
What you're asking for is absurd. It's almost criminal.
You wouldn't know a real criminal if one popped out the toilet and bit your ass.
I don't think there's any point in going on with this.
You sit down, you get smart, and you listen to me.
Go fuck yourself.
Didn't see nothing, man.
Two men, ski masks, ran up the stairs.
Boom, boom. Was all over.
It's all right. It's all right. It's all over now.
It's all right.
Stop crying. Stop crying.
Now you see what I'm saying.
You've seen what happens.
Who did this? Why?
Who were those kids?
Could they have been with the Nam Soong?
No. No, it's not them.
It's someone from the inside. It can't be the Nam Soong.
What would the Nam Soong gain by messing with us? Nothing.
They couldn't take over our place.
Recently there's the Double Flower business.
It's not the Double Flower, it's the other guy.
The other guy!
Uncle Hung! All this is done by the Nam Soong gang.
Don't question it. They came from Toronto.
How do you know?
I saw them two days ago. Now they've gone back.
We'll find them.
- You take care of it, then. - Yes.
I'm going to ask you again. Do Nam Soong have their reasons?
It's because of the police, Uncle.
They want to get their hands on our goods, so they mess with us.
The guys in Hong Kong and Amsterdam know what Nam Soong is capable of.
We seem to be no match for him.
The shootout at the restaurant, other things...
Everyone says they're trying to start a war.
But what I'm afraid of most
is that they seem to be targeting you directly.
If we don't fight back, we'll lose everything.
What you're saying makes some sense.
In our business, we can't succeed unless the market is stable.
The market is very unstable. The shootout was six months ago.
The restaurant has only made 70% of its usual profits since.
And the Italians are still angry at us
about what happened with the candy store.
Fuck them! How long have they worked with us?
And still they treat us like this!
They call us "yellow niggers".
Right?
Our banking and shipping profits are all down.
Gold prices are slumping. Our stocks are sluggish.
Our commodities position has slipped.
There's no new money coming in, gentlemen.
The Vietnamese will start competing with our gambling profits.
And this new policeman,
making rude noises about Chinatown and justice, and all...
I have much respect for each and every one of you, Uncles.
But I believe that right now we need a strong leader.
Speaking of me...
OK, Joey.
I'll let you keep on talking.
You guys talk about it.
Joey, what you're saying about our business is true.
If we let you lead us, what will you do?
First of all, when my uncle leaves his post, I will make him look good.
Right?
Second of all, I will find out who did this to our restaurant.
I will have to go to Thailand and put up a good fight with Ban Sung for our goods.
Then there is the matter with the Italians.
It is perhaps time to consider ending the old arrangement with them.
Do like they do! Sell directly to the blacks and Puerto Ricans.
We can make more money that way.
Right, Uncle Bin, let's not waste time.
We'll just do it ourselves, right?
- Good morning. - Good morning, Chief.
- Good morning. - Good morning, Frank.
- Morning, Commissioner. - Morning, Commissioner.
Anything to tell me on the Wild West show at the Shanghai Palace last night?
Yes, sir.
Our information is that it was an East Broadway gang. We're checking on it.
I wouldn't bet on that information, sir.
You know something we don't know?
No, sir. It's just that our street information in Chinatown hasn't been right so far.
We're the last ones to know what's goin' on there.
The important thing is that both punks were hit, and it'll be hard for them to hide.
And if I can get to them, and I will, then I got one hand on their balls.
Captain White is speaking for himself, sir.
I don't care who he's speaking for.
I know this. These punks are whacking out people left and right. Tourists!
I just got my ass chewed out by the mayor, who is mighty pissed off.
And so am I. What the hell has happened to Chinatown? It was never like this.
The causes of this run deep.
Be that as it may, I want this crap stopped, and I want it stopped now!
Or heads are going to roll. Am I making myself clear to you people?
Yes, boss.
You want some fast results and no bullshit.
Let me have one Chinese undercover cop and I'll penetrate these fuckers.
What are you talking about?
Have you asked your commanding officer?
Yes, sir, and it was ignored.
As was my warning that the gutters were gonna run red with blood.
The request is under consideration, Commissioner.
This kid he wants is a trainee.
- He's already got six Chinese cops. - I got six too many.
I got six Chinese cops down there no one talks to. They treat 'em like lepers.
This kid, Herbert Kwong, he's from China, and no one knows him down there.
And he don't know shit from Shinola. He needs another 100 hours minimum.
We don't have another 100 hours.
Give him what he wants.
Now.
And get some results.
That's it.
Nobody does what you did in here. Nobody.
- Are you sure about this? - Yeah.
All you guys do is eat and gamble.
- I told you to keep this place clean. - It is.
It smells like a sewer.
So what?
- Where's the doctor? - Inside.
- Those two are OK now? - You gave them the shots?
Get up.
- Hey, little brother, how are you doing? - I'm OK.
- Does your foot hurt very much? - It's all right.
- You got a shot, didn't you? - Yes.
- How's your brother's foot? - Hey, get up. Tai is here.
- Hey, how's your foot? - It's OK.
- Can you walk? - Yes.
- Give it a try. - It's OK.
Good boy, you've got balls.
Both of you, get some rest.
- I'm gonna take off. - Thank you.
Take care.
How long before the wounds heal?
Two weeks, maybe less.
But the one with the toes...
Thank you.
Take care of this now. Clean this place up.
All of you, clean this place up! It stinks in here.
See you.
- How'd you get called Herbert? - My Chinese name is too complicated.
I looked in the phone book. I found Herbert.
Do you know anything about Go Joey Tai? Harry Yung? Fred Hung?
- Uncle Milton Bin? - No, sir.
You're going to.
Because you're gonna put 'em to sleep at night, you're gonna wake 'em up.
I wanna know where they go, who they see.
When you're not doing that, you're gonna monitor a wiretap on them.
Watch it, will you? You drive worse than you shoot!
- Stay out of the left lane. - Yes, sir.
Uh, what hours am I working?
Hours? Forget it. You're on 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
- What about sleep? - Forget sleep.
- But I got a second job. - Hey, Herbert, quit. I'm serious.
- You want to be a cop or to fuck around? - What's the point of the exercise?
It's not an exercise. We're dealing with the Chinese Mafia.
They eat people like you for breakfast.
Jesus! I told you, stay out of the left lane.
Did you ever notice this? Chinese guys are always blockin' traffic.
They drive like their music, from right to left.
Did you ever see a Chinese Grand Prix driver? Huh?
- No. - Goddamn cab can't drive. Come on!
Central to 27 Adam Boy. Got two male Asians shot dead at 6 Eldridge.
They match the suspects in the Shanghai Palace shooting.
That's us. You're out. Outta the car. You're undercover now. Get out!
Where's White?
Alan Perez, Captain. Nobody, of course, saw nothing.
Most of these people are illegal. They're sweating a bust.
The building and the farm are registered to Tan Wan Lo. He lives in Hong Kong.
We're checking it out, but he's probably been dead for ten years.
Building ownership down here makes a Chinese fire drill look organised.
- Where are they? - Tony, get out here!
This is the guy that tipped us. Calls himself Tony.
Says he's been working here 40 years.
You wanna show the Captain what you showed me?
Come on!
You people!
You can take off your shoes.
Right here. Go look.
Get a flashlight.
You're a good man, Tony. Not too many of you left.
I know. You don't have to tell me. I know!
All good men gone - long time.
Everything change. Young people, no respect.
Steal, shoot, kill. Like white man.
Chinese man is not afraid to work hard.
I work 40 years here.
I put every dollar in Chase Manhattan Bank.
Young people have no respect no more.
Old men afraid. Not me.
Not me.
I been here long time.
I have seen many things. I see things lot of people don't even think I see.
Tony, there should be more men like you.
Bullshit!
I have no money and no husband.
All I want is to find her a college.
But I can't find work, so I can't support her education.
I understand your situation. You don't have to worry any more.
I have talked to Tina about this fall...
Please forgive me. I had no one else to turn to.
I understand. Don't worry any more.
I've arranged for Tina to attend Columbia this fall.
Stop worrying, OK?
Thank you.
Tina, it was difficult for your mother to come to me.
You must show your appreciation by studying hard.
Then you can help your mother out so she won't have to work so hard.
You hear me?
...some say an act of revenge linked to the restaurant massacre, but no one knows.
And in this once quiet, tourist-oriented community,
the tourists are beginning to stay away.
And the people here are beginning to ask the dismaying question:
"What is happening to Chinatown?"
This is Tracy Tzu, Eldridge Street, Chinatown.
Here he is.
Captain White?
Captain White, can you give us any idea who and what's behind this violence?
Who? What? A thousand years of civilisation. That's who, that's what.
You oughta know that. Now get that goddamn thing outta my face.
- What's the matter? - You don't know, you don't know.
You're acting like there's something between us.
Auntie, stop worrying. I have to go.
Have something to eat. Don't worry any more.
Mr White! I'm glad you came.
Joey, congratulations. I hear Harry Yung's out and you're in.
- Stuart, all right? - Meet my favourite lady.
Connie, this is Joey Tai. He owns the place. My wife.
- It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs White. - Hi. How are you?
I'm sorry I'm late. Somethin' came up. Why don't we order some spareribs...
I told you. I got a late shift tonight.
- We can talk after dinner. - No, it might disturb my digestion.
You really are something.
Hurry up!
Just come over here. Let's call it a truce.
- How about good champagne, Joey? - Sure. Mrs White? Come this way.
Harvey, get me the best champagne in the house.
You have an eye for beauty, Captain.
Yeah. She's a real rock. She's the best.
You must have heard, we dug up those two midgets that hit Harry's place.
- Found 'em in a soybean basement. - No, I didn't.
My guess is somebody didn't want us to find 'em.
You don't think it was the friends of the boy who was killed?
If you accept the surface of things, Joey. Which most people do.
Why the bodyguard? Does it come with the new title, or what?
Just a precaution. There's been too much violence...
I agree. What are you and I gonna do about it?
How's it going?
Are you enticing those to be conquered in coming to the conqueror?
You should try our exploding lobster.
My chef does it better than anybody in the world. I brought him from...
Hey, what do you want, Joey? Spit it out.
Cigarette?
No.
This is not the Bronx or Brooklyn.
It's not even New York.
It's Chinatown, White. It can be very easy, or it can be very hard.
Well, why don't you make it easy?
I'll help you get some of these renegade youths.
Witnesses, evidence, everything you need.
You'll get headlines, your superiors will relax, and everybody happy.
And then you can stay in Chinatown, no transfer, and we can do business.
You understand what I am saying to you, Mr White?
Yeah. I get the punks. What do you want in return?
Nothing.
Just work with us.
Chinese people come here to prosper and not to change things.
You know, this cross-eyed conversation we're having, Joey, gets me confused.
See, I'm a stupid Polack. A peasant.
- You gotta make things real clear to me. - Sure. How clear do I make it?
Oh, I don't know.
I'm thinking.
Would a contract with us for security work after you retire be what you need?
We got some late-night clubs you could keep an eye on.
Could mean 100,000 a year.
And we could put it anywhere in the world.
I don't think 100,000's gonna be enough.
OK. How much, then?
I'll take the same amount that you'll make off your next 50 keys of heroin.
At last.
The clouds part to show the true sky.
You know, most drug dealers are morons, Joey, but I gotta hand it to you,
you're one silky son of a bitch.
This the way you deal with the Italians?
This the way you moved out Harry Yung?
How about your father-in-law, Jackie Wong?
You know, rumour has it it was your hand that was on the knife that killed him.
You're a smart guy, Go Joey, but you made one mistake.
I'm not Italian.
I'm a Polack.
And I can't be bought.
I'm gonna burn you down.
I'm gonna drag you...
and your dirty laundry out on the street.
And I'm gonna humiliate you.
You are very stupid.
And you're not gonna last.
I'll last long enough to piss on your grave.
Connie, what's wrong with you?! I was only 20 minutes late!
What's the matter with you?
Hey, you're right. I thought it over.
I tried very hard to suppress it, but I think there's definitely something between us.
- Get in the car. I'll drive you home. - I'm not some gook hooker in Saigon.
- Does that work with all the girls? - "Comme ci, comme ça."
Why don't you give me a break? It's not every day I get to meet a famous person.
Listen, I got a legitimate story for you.
Want some wine? White or red?
Both.
Wow, this is some place.
Hey, listen, forget what I said in the restaurant.
I know you got your ethics. I respect that.
But listen, you know, you got a great human interest story in Joey Tai.
Kid from the slums of Kowloon comes over here.
Works his way up.
Marries the boss's daughter.
Maybe knocks off the boss. Becomes the boss.
I mean, that's the American dream.
Why don't you shine a light on the son of a bitch?
What if he's involved in nothing?
What if he's just a successful businessman, like my father?
The Chinese are always involved in something, never involved in nothing.
Remember that.
You're really cracked, you know that?
The first time I saw you, I knew you were cracked. And a racist, too.
Were you in Vietnam?
- Yeah. Why? - I knew it.
It ruined you.
First time I saw you, I hated your guts.
I think I even hated you before I ever met you.
I hated you on TV.
I hated you in Vietnam.
You wanna know what's destroying this country? It's not booze.
It's not drugs.
It's TV. It's media. It's people like you.
Vampires.
I hate the way that you make your living, sticking microphones in people's faces.
I hate the way you lie every night at six o'clock.
I hate the way you kill real feelings.
I hate everything that you stand for. Most of all, I hate rich kids.
And I hate this place.
So why do I wanna fuck you so bad?
Maybe you're right. Maybe I got no ethics.
I can't. Stop it.
You can't?
I just spent all afternoon here, making love with my boyfriend. I can't.
So why'd you invite me here?
What year are you living in?
We're not in the back seat of some car at a drive-in.
You don't have to get your money's worth.
Well, so who is he? What's his name? What, is he rich?
You wanna know if he's Chinese, right? That's what you wanna know, so ask it.
That's the question. Why don't you answer it?
He's white, all right?
He went to Princeton. His name's Roger.
And he's a lawyer.
Well, I hate lawyers.
And I wouldn't wanna make love to a woman who just screwed a lawyer.
- What's he got, money? - Yes.
- Roger Pumpernickel the Third? - And he's not a crackpot racist.
- He's a gentleman. - Oh, yeah?
What does he do? He plays tennis and golf and goes out sailing on a yacht?
What's with all these machines? What are you, at AT&T?
You got everybody in town jumping in and out of your bed?
You're acting like a child.
Well, "A great man is one who in manhood still keeps the heart of a child."
Why don't you go home? I can see this was a big mistake.
Yeah, it was a mistake. It was a giant mistake.
I'm gonna go home to a woman who at least acts like a woman.
If this Roger's so great, how come he didn't marry you?
He didn't want a slant-eyed Roger the Fourth?
I don't know.
We've never discussed it. We just meet here to fuck.
I want to arrest the gang members for loitering, spitting in the gutter, anything.
- What about their civil rights? - Fuck their civil rights!
I want the honchos around here to go apeshit.
I want to disrupt the entire commerce of Chinatown.
Do you understand me?
I want chaos.
You know, you people, you're starting to look like the Chicago Cubs.
I'm not kidding.
You look like you already lost.
The world has fucked you over, so now you don't give a shit.
I know. I've been there.
I've been in the job 15 years. I know all the stories.
My heart has been broken 100 times.
I've got scar tissue on my soul.
But let me tell you something.
I give a shit.
I'm gonna make you people give a shit.
I don't care what you think of me.
You guys are gonna go through the numbers on this one.
Now that's it. Get outta here.
Whoa! One last thing.
The next cop... that I hear about...
who's taking money... in this precinct,
I'm gonna personally bust their mouth.
Are there any questions?
What if it's a woman?
She better bend over.
Whoo!
Mr Wong, do you think Joey Tai is responsible for the death of your father?
I want my lawyer!
Captain Stanley White, commander of the Fifth Precinct,
has declared war on Chinatown. Today there were 43 gang arrests,
three gambling parlours raided, six sweatshops busted.
In an opening blow at the man they call the godfather of Chinatown, Joey Tai,
White has padlocked his restaurant on a health violation.
A crackdown is in the works. Although District Attorney Jane Katzman denies it,
a major drug conspiracy case is rumoured to be pending
against various respected older members of the Chinatown ruling elite.
Mr Tai, can you tell us if there is such a thing as the Chinese Mafia?
Sounds very exciting, like a comic book.
The existence of Triads is documented by the Drug Enforcement Agency.
Documentation without proof.
This farce is evidence of the consistent discrimination against Chinese.
Mr Tai, are you saying there is no criminal element in all of Chinatown?
Of course not.
But why do you media people insist on emphasising this Charlie Chan image?
Why not talk about the chair in Chinese History
our association has endowed at Yale University?
Or our $12 million fund for our 10,000 members?
Our free meals for the aged and the unemployed?
Free burial, things like that? Positive things.
Mr Tai, what is your comment on Jackie Wong? Do you have any comment?
I'm really happy you're OK.
My doctor would kill me if he knew I was here.
They just took my voice box out.
They keep taking things out.
I have nothing left, Fred, but my brain.
My brain says I'd rather do business with a smart thief
than an honest man who is stupid.
A stupid man is dangerous.
Like a defective time bomb, you never know when it's gonna go off on you.
But a thief, you can control what he steals.
I think, Teddy, you are going to find Joey a very smart young man.
Not cautious, as Jackie or Harry, but aggressive.
He wants power.
All young men want power. That's what it means to be young, Fred.
I wanna see his face, his eyes.
I wanna know if he's reckless. One look in his eyes, I will know.
Bring him in, but leave the nigger outside.
- "My esteemed friends..." - How's the sound?
A little background noise, but it's not bad.
The point, Mr Tedesco,
is that we are happy to let you continue the distribution of our software.
But, with a 50 per cent reduction in volume, and at a reduced fee.
Something like 17 or 18 per cent.
The rest stays with us till we weigh other offers.
Jackie Wong made these arrangements with me.
We were pioneers when you were sucking your mother's tit,
and I don't see why anything should change now.
Because Jackie Wong is dead,
and Harry Yung has stepped down, and I am the Cho Kun now.
Hey, Joey.
And I say we can't afford to sell to old men the old way.
You know, Fred, in all my years,
nobody - and I mean nobody - has ever talked to me like that. Nobody.
No insult was intended, Mr Tedesco.
But you people don't control Canal Street any more.
We do. I think when you think through my offer to you,
you'll see that it's not unprofitable to both sides.
Who you gonna sell to? The niggers? The spics?
You people don't have that kinda weight here.
They will bury you so fast like you never was here.
And if they don't, I will.
Don't talk like that!
Don't sweat it.
You're flying too high, kid, and the air is very thin up there.
Hello? Yes, it's Joey.
I'm trying to reach Ban Sung.
Next week. I know.
Stop talking and listen to me!
- Got anything? - It seems to be mostly financial talk.
There's mention of some problem in Thailand.
A man in Bangkok is saying something about...
I'm not quite sure about what.
I want to talk to him in person.
But he's very angry about a group from Toronto that calls itself the Nam Soong.
Sister, you gotta be more precise.
That's going to be very difficult, Captain.
It's been many years since we've heard the Hakka dialect spoken.
They're talking "around" things, not "about" them.
Damn it, Sister, that's the point! They're not gonna spell it out for you.
This is drug talk. You got to use your imagination.
Listen...
you look like you don't eat enough to keep a bird alive. Have some real food.
Captain White, I've managed to live 75 years without your help,
eating precisely what I'm eating now.
My body fat is 12 per cent.
My blood pressure's 120 over 80.
My lymphocyte count is 22 per cent.
And if you want to compare white blood cells and red blood cells,
I might even outlast you, Captain,
red-meat eater that you obviously are.
Copy that.
The perpetrator is saying he's flying into Bangkok, next week -