Last delivery's here.
[WHISTLES]
[TRAIN HONKS]
FAIT: Watch yourself!
FAIT: X marks the spot.
[PHONE RINGS]
CHRISTOPHE: Christophe.
FAIT: What up? - Delivery confirmed.
- We're in position. CHRISTOPHE: Good luck.
FAIT: We got one shot.
If anybody fucked up and those stones aren't there, it ain't my problem.
CHRISTOPHE: They're there. - Not for long. Later.
TOMMY: I got you.
Thank you.
DARIA: I'm here for the reception. - Name?
Angie Rawlins.
[GROANS]
You can go on up. Front elevator to the mezzanine.
Thanks.
Where are the stones?
Who the fuck are you?
[GROANS]
Who's getting them for you?
Fuck off!
SU: I want a name and a number.
Okay.
- Okay, I'll tell you. - I know.
I hate these things. Don't you hate these things?
- Just doing my job. - Oh.
Then again, you never know who you're gonna meet, right?
I bet you're a lot more fun than any of those boring people upstairs.
Really, ma'am, I have a job to do.
Right, well, I suppose I should go see what they're selling.
Tommy.
Change of plans, he's gay. You're up.
- No way. - Yes, way.
TOMMY: Come on, man!
- All right, Tommy, your turn. - Hell, no!
This is not a conversation. Do it! And make it good.
Shit.
Keycard.
So why don't you hold onto my purse. I shouldn't be too long.
Aloha.
Hi.
I hope you don't take offense to this...
...but I have such a weakness for a man in uniform.
GUARD: If that's your thing. TOMMY: Uniforms are my thing.
I mean, every time I see a sailor, all I can think about is seafood.
I'm actually not supposed to be talking on duty.
Who's talking?
Baby, this is flirting.
Unless you're one of those big handsome men letting it go to waste on a woman.
The world is full of fools.
Yahtzee!
MILES: What's it looking like? - About a six-second rotation.
Tommy.
But you can call me Rachel.
- Douglas. - Oh.
I just hope I'm not too...
...pretty for you.
- I'm hooked up. - That bitch.
I like sunsets, puppy dogs...
I'm big in the pants.
I can almost tie it in a knot.
FAIT: Let's get the table.
One day I'll have to come and do a little shoplifting and let you catch me.
Resist arrest just so you can wrestle me down...
...and cuff me.
I can be pretty rough.
Don't get me excited now.
Faith.
Holy shit!
Earthquake.
But I bet you can hit a 10 on the Richter scale anytime, Douglas.
Let's do it.
All right. Y'all know what to do. Let's get it on.
- 911, what's your emergency? SU: Reporting a robbery in progress.
Robbery in progress. What's the location?
Man, I love colored stones.
This one blue diamond is at least $2.5 million.
Oh, yeah? So whose stuff we stealing?
- Drug dealers, money launderers... - Works for me.
This...
This I can use.
DARIA: T.
Check this out.
FAIT: This is what we came for. - Oh.
FAIT: Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Jackpot. The rest is ours.
[PHONE RINGING]
Yeah.
Your employer betrayed you. The police are on the way.
- Leave the stones. - Who is this?
You know the ones I mean.
I'm not gonna be able to do that.
Wrap them up.
[SIRENS WAILING]
LEADER: Let's go, boys.
Better go move my car.
Five-O at the door, gotta go.
- Move now! - Time to bounce. Leave this shit.
- Is this your car? - Yeah, it's my car!
- Get it out of here! - Move your shit...
- I'll move that, you move this. - All right.
LEADER: Let's go. Out of here, right now.
They stopped the trains.
We don't have a lot of time. Daria comes with me.
I can't tell you how to get there, but you know where to be.
- Faith. - Faith.
[MUMBLING]
COP: It's clear.
Hold it.
All clear.
Okay.
Nice.
MAN: Train is secure. - Get this train out of here.
You got it.
The stones?
Watch out!
The bag!
[SIREN WAILS]
Fuck.
LING: Enjoying California?
Hope we're not here long. I hate sunshine.
We may have a problem.
The stones?
The Exchange was just robbed.
Let's hope that was part of the plan.
Who's in charge?
Who wants to know?
Follow me.
FAIT: Vanessa. What are you still doing up?
VANESSA: Just a little longer? - Just a little longer?
Sweetheart, you have school tomorrow.
Come on. Time for bed.
- Getting heavy! - No, I'm not.
Wait a minute.
There's something behind your ear.
Please. That is so lame.
- What you mean? - It's in your hand.
This hand? Or this hand?
Watch.
- How'd you do that? - Magic.
- Is it for me? - Of course it's for you.
A diamond for my princess.
It's beautiful.
- So are you. - I love you, Daddy.
I love you too.
Let's say our prayers.
Angels east, angels west, north and south, just do your best...
...to guard her and watch her while she rests.
- Amen. - Amen.
- Give me some love. - Okay.
[MOANS]
Can I have another one?
Yeah, you can have another one.
Vanessa's in the bed now.
- She's asleep for the rest of the night. - She won't listen to me.
I'll talk to her. Go to sleep anytime.
- I'm watching TV if you need me. - All right. Thank you.
Player, what the hell happened?
Should we be considering a long vacation...
...in a warm foreign climate with no extradition?
The cat that called was only interested in the black stones.
- Christophe sold us out. - Or something.
- Oh, God, you made it. - By the skin of my black ass.
Man, some Chinese dude kicked my ass all around that goddamn train track.
Asshole busted my earpiece too.
- The worst part, he snagged the loot. TOMMY: Shit!
Maybe it's time to rethink this no-gun policy shit.
TOMMY: A little ass-whupping ain't shit.
At least you didn't have to play all foxy with the rent-a-cop!
- This all we got. - So, what do we do now?
- Wait to hear from me. - So where are you going?
I'm gonna get some answers.
- Hold up, dog. I got your back. - I got this one.
But if I need you, I'll call you.
- All right. - All right?
Be careful.
LING: So this is Mr. Christophe.
Apparently we're not his first visitors today.
CHRISTOPHE: Please, Seņor Ling, have mercy.
Whatever you're going to say, make it the truth.
You may not have another opportunity.
CHRISTOPHE: I'll tell you what you wanna know.
Bang!
You like it?
- It's all right. - Oh. Think about it.
You want it? I'll make you a deal on it, ammo included.
It's got reactive armor, Browning .50-caliber, 7.62 M-60 machine gun.
And that cannon there, that's 90 mm.
Good around the bad areas of town. Keeps neighborhood kids in line.
- I'll pass. - How about this?
- A Marine Corps Assault Hovercraft? - I'm here on other business.
Hey, Arch! We're out of room in the storage.
All right, put them in my office and be careful, they're expensive.
Well, not expensive to me.
Hey, listen, you weren't by any chance downtown today, were you, Tony?
Not at all.
I didn't think so.
- Ever see a black diamond? - I've seen a white diamond, pink...
...yellow, blue ones. I've seen Neil Diamond. Awesome in concert.
He's in town in two weeks...
Never seen a black diamond.
Not like this.
- Wow. You got me. - Find out what they're worth.
- Is there a timetable on this? - Yesterday.
- That's what I figured. - I'll be back.
Gonna return a favor to a friend.
[BEEPING]
[WATER SPLASHES]
SU: Looks dead to me.
- Guess you got to him first. - Not me, not my style.
You're the one that called me.
The same one that bumped into Miles.
Who the fuck are you?
- My name is Su. - All right, Su, I'm Sally.
- I want the black stones. - Make me an offer.
- You can walk out of here alive. - No deal.
[PHONE RINGING]
CHRISTOPHE: Leave a message.
LING: Mr. Fait, I know you're there. Pick up the phone.
We need to talk, now.
Who the fuck is this?
The man for whom Christophe arranged to have the black stones...
...brought into the country and deposited at the Jewelry Exchange.
The man who wants them back.
- Now. - All right, well, how much?
Maybe you didn't understand me. The stones are already mine.
Yo, check this out?
I got them, I'm selling them, put the money on the wood!
I don't have time for this.
That's your last offer?
I can be a very dangerous man, Mr. Fait.
I don't get it. Do I look like the Salvation Army?
I bust my ass all night and got nothing to show for it. You know what, dog?
It don't even matter who the fuck you are.
I ain't got nothing for you.
Shit!
[HONKING]
Give us the stones.
How many times I got to tell you people?
I'm a businessman. Make me a fucking offer!
Here's your offer.
That shit ain't gonna work, homes, because I don't have the stones!
Tell us where they are.
Come on!
[BARKING]
[HOWLS]
The car!
What is it with these fucking stones?
[CELLPHONE RINGING]
- Yeah. - It's Archie.
Bad news. We got a problem.
I put word out on the street to get some info on the stones.
Next thing I know, the Wu-Tang Clan shows up here.
Three important elements here.
One, I'm outmanned...
...two, they're heavily armed, and three, they're about to pound me.
- I can't watch anymore. I got a few... - Let's see the rest.
Did you see my new DVD players?
ARCHIE: All right! Okay!
THUG: Give me that! ARCHIE: I forgot I had them!
I could've resisted more. They could've beat me into a coma or killed me.
How could I tell you where the stones are if I'm dead or on life support?
So I threw in the towel, reluctantly, for your sake.
- So you saved yourself to tell me. - Right.
- So tell me. - What?
- Who was it? - I don't know.
- What did they say? - Well, they said:
"Give me the stones, you fat cracker motherfucker."
- That sort of thing. - That's it?
That's pretty bad. Cracker is kind of racist.
Thanks for keeping yourself alive long enough to tell me nothing!
- Did you call the police? - Did I call the police?
Look around here, are you crazy?
Only question now is, who's behind this jack move?
I don't know, but they got great guns I can't get. U.S. Special Forces only.
- Chambers. ARCHIE: Jump Chambers?
I hope not.
Hey, who's Jump Chambers?
This guy's in on everything that goes down in town.
The only one I know that can get those weapons. And he has a fucking army.
You're on your own, I don't need the headache.
And since I'm totally fucked, who are you?
Yeah, you got an ID?
Buddy? Picture, preferably?
Yeah, all right.
- This means nothing to me. ARCHIE: Let me see it.
It's Taiwan, Central Security Bureau.
- Taiwanese Intelligence. - Read Chinese?
No, but I know "cop" in every language.
What are you? Some kind of kung fu James Bond?
- The stones belong to Taiwan. - They belong to Chambers now.
[CELLPHONE RINGS]
- I'm starting to hate this fucking phone. - I'll get you a new one.
- Yeah. LING: I hope you've reconsidered.
Oh, it's bad-ass! What's up, homes?
You've made this difficult, Mr. Fait. Let me make it easy.
I can't wait to hear this.
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!
[VANESSA MUMBLING]
She's very pretty in her pink pajamas, aren't you, Vanessa?
- Son of a... - I want my stones, Mr. Fait.
Let me talk to the Chinese gentleman.
Don't you fucking touch her!
The Chinese gentleman, please.
He has my daughter. He wants to talk to you.
Jesus, Tony.
[SPEAKING IN CHINESE]
What happened? What did you just do?
I said I have the stones, and I won't negotiate for your daughter.
- What? - That's stupid.
It will confuse him, buy us time, keep her alive.
What the hell are you talking about? This motherfucker has my baby!
Look, I know him.
I want the stones, you want your daughter. We can help each other.
So I'm stuck with you.
Get in.
We gotta see Chambers.
Find a place to put her.
My daddy's gonna come and kick your butts!
Su says he has the stones.
But why cut me off? Why not negotiate for the girl?
Doesn't make any sense.
Buyers fly in tomorrow. Should we stop them?
We'll never regain their confidence.
We need information. Find the right people, pay whatever it costs.
Something's not right. Something's happening with the stones.
What about the girl?
We'll need her. She stays alive...
...for now.
FAIT: I'm on my way to see Chambers now. No, I don't have a choice.
Get in touch with his people, let him know I need to see him.
I'll call you back.
I'm sorry about your daughter.
- How old is she? - Mind your business.
She's 8. She'll be 9 in September.
Mine is 15.
- Boyfriends? - Never. I'd kill them.
You wish.
- About time you PMD. - PMD?
Yeah, put me down.
What's this all about?
- The stones are not what you think. - No shit.
- What about this guy who has Vanessa? - He's exactly what you think he is.
A thief and a killer.
Great.
Fucking great.
I want my daddy!
Keys.
Where'd you get this piece of shit?
Let's just say Grandma and Grandpa have a long walk from the campground.
- You sure you cleaned it out? THUG: It's clean, all right.
VANESSA: I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
- Shut up! - You shut up!
Go to sleep!
FAIT: Angels east, angels west...
...north and south, just do your best...
...to guard her and watch her while she rests.
Amen.
[MEN HOLLERING]
[BELL RINGS]
INMATE: Who rang that bell?
Here are your visitors, Mr. Chambers. And the morning mail.
Hey, yo, Vogel.
My DVD's broke.
Get you a new one straight away, Mr. Chambers.
Well, well, well. Tony Fait.
Come all this way to visit his old pal Jump. Who's the gook?
- Chinese guy. - Hmm.
Hey.
No shoes in my crib, man.
FAIT: How you doing, Jump? - Don't waste my fucking time, nigga.
- Look, I got a problem. - How's Daria?
- Good. - Yeah, she always was good.
From the moment I saw her to the moment you took her away from me.
- Problem? - The black stones.
That bitch brought in too.
I made a lot of money with her, but that's all stopped. You stopped that.
You decided it was okay to put an end to that.
- Black stones, what? - I need them back.
The only smart thing you did was not pimping her yourself.
See, because then I'd have been real heated and you'd have been real dead.
But you don't pimp, right?
You're just a thief in the night, stealing shit that don't belong to you.
Hey.
[SPEAKS IN KOREAN]
- What? He don't talk? - I don't speak Korean.
Yeah, well, I do.
Bought me a little Korean spot downtown.
Bringing in the soul brothers 24-7, 365.
Black man gouging Koreans. Ain't that a switch, Chick?
[CHICK AND JUMP CHUCKLING]
Them motherfuckers got faces like walls, but love to drink and look at naked girls.
Place ain't no shitbox. You should see my office.
Got that shit decked out like a kabuki love palace.
You know what that is, right?
Why don't you roll by sometime? Check out the poon.
My little girl is mixed up in this.
If I don't get those stones back, she's dead.
What do you want, man? I mean...
- I'm begging. - You know, I was thinking.
That was a big heist. Risky heist.
What would make a man go through that kind of trouble, take that kind of heat?
Gotta be something good.
Something valuable.
Jump...
...it's my little girl.
Make another one.
You mother...
Drama.
I see the slope's no dope.
Got a lot of offspring running around, brother.
Big score is once in a lifetime.
- Yo, let me at him. - Go ahead. Shit.
[GROANS]
Say hey to Daria for me.
Don't forget your fucking shoes.
Pussy.
I used to really look up to that guy. Used to want to be just like him.
- In Taiwan, I can make him talk. - Yeah, well, this ain't Taiwan.
Only thing we can do now is try to find out where the stones are and get them.
- You make it sound easy. - It won't be.
- What? - They're at his club.
How do you know?
I know. I can just feel it. It's never happened to you?
No.
- Thought you Chinese were all mystical. - We like to gamble. Not guess.
It's no guess, but I could be wrong. I'll hit the club, you go see Archie.
Why?
- He has to remember something. - What if he can't?
Pretend it's Taiwan. Make him remember.
Hey. Get away from here. What are you doing?
Relax. I'm just seeing if I can help with something.
Well, you can't. It's very delicate equipment, so just stay away.
All right? Stay away from the truck.
- What? - Stay away from my fucking truck!
Okay, stop it.
[VANESSA YELLING]
Backing away.
Someone give the geek his Ritalin.
At least he's doing his job...
...which is more than I can say for some people. Tape her up and gag her.
VANESSA: I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
- I want my daddy! - Let go of me!
- Shut up! - I want my daddy!
- Waste of time.
I can think of a way of shutting you up.
Yes!
Shit! She's got the key!
[MUSIC PLAYS]
MAN: Hey, how are you doing?
ODION: Precious Daria. - What's up?
Long time, no see.
- So, what brings you around here? - Sometimes you need to see old friends.
- What? You got trouble? - With a capital T.
Tony Fait? Thought you two were tight. Bonnie and Clyde.
Yeah, it used to be that way.
Not taking care of me these days.
Kid's all he cares about. It's a shame, huh?
- So, what you want me to do? - I don't know.
Probably nothing you can do. I just thought...
...you know.
This is crazy. I don't even know what I was thinking. I shouldn't be in here.
No, hold up, hold up. Girls.
- Give us a minute. Champagne? - Yes.
I got it.
- So you looking for a job? - I need something.
How about you work here?
How would Jump feel about me coming back and all?
You let me worry about Jump Chambers. In the meantime...
...how about we go to my office and we talk about this a little bit more?
ARCHIE: It's not exactly boxing matches, it's a lot more dangerous.
No gloves or nothing, no rules, period.
It's huge money. It's very illegal. They hold it during the day to fool cops.
The man you remember, how do you know he'll be here?
I don't, but this is Chambers' operation, so it's a damn good place to start.
Here we are.
GUARD: This is a private club. - It's me, Archie.
- Everybody likes me here. GUARD: It's that asshole Archie again.
SU: How can you recognize him?
Well, I didn't see his face, but they all kind of look the same.
Of course so do you guys.
No offense. But I will remember that pinky ring because it was awesome.
He's got, like, a 10-carat, round cut, square setting, good color and clarity.
I remember thinking about the damage it'd do to my face if he hit me.
I gotta make sure Mr. Pinky Ring doesn't recognize me, so I got a disguise.
- How do we get in? - Leave it to me. I'll take care of it.
Hey, buddy. How you doing? How's that armor-plated Lincoln I sold you?
- Cops stopped me. - They do that sometimes.
- Car was fucking hot, Archie. - Hey.
I didn't steal it, but stop by the shop tomorrow. I'll make it right.
- You know the rules. No guests. - He's not.
He's a fighter. An unofficial entry.
- Him? Is he any good? - Is he..?
He'll kick all those chumps' asses!
He'll go Chinese on them! Teeth will fly.
Blood will splatter! It'll be awesome! Step aside.
No way, Archie. No more favors.
What? You've got to be shitting me.
Somebody's getting a letter from the Better Business Bureau.
Excuse us.
GUARD: You're number 12. Go get your ass kicked.
I didn't come here to fight.
You don't have to fight, I just said that to get us in.
[BELL RINGS]
[CROWD HOLLERING]
- Come on. - Come on!
Get up! Oh, yeah.
Get up!
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
ARCHIE: Yeah! Yeah!
Tear his eye out!
- On a good day, over a million bucks... - Just find the ring.
- All right. Okay. - Knock him out.
- You know... - Bullshit.
...this could take a little while. All right, come on. Let's go.