MAN: Hey, Sanders. Take a water break.
DJ: Hey, they got the power,
and we got the power, too, right here on FM 109.
Right now, it's 54 big degrees in downtown Santa Fe,
with a low tonight of 42 degrees.
It is 8:45... (TURNS OFF RADIO)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You have plenty of storage space, Mr. Kwon.
We know you could use the extra money.
I'm not interested.
You don't understand.
I understand very well what you people sell.
I don't want your drugs in my store.
Mr. Kwon... Please leave.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Hello?
Hey, Kim. It's me, Jeff.
Jeff.
I'm not done talking to you.
Get out of my store!
THUG: You're a very rude old man, Mr. Kwon.
KIM: Leave now.
Kim, what... What's going on?
Do you think I came here to ask you a favor?
You should be more respectful of our organization.
(DIAL TONE)
Kim...
You're going to work with us.
You have no choice.
See you later, old man.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
CARL: This is the third time this week
I've had to pick him up at the station.
I can't keep him in school.
His temper is getting worse and worse.
I can't even talk to my own son.
I don't know what the hell's wrong with him.
He took his mother's death pretty hard, Carl.
CARL: Kim, we all did.
He's the only one walking around
with a chip on his shoulder.
You don't see Adam acting like that, do you?
KIM: Adam is too young to remember Elaine.
CARL: All I know is he's headed for some serious trouble.
Shh.
CARL: I'm thinking of enrolling him in a military school,
one that specializes in discipline.
KIM: Doesn't sound so special.
Besides, we both remember our experiences in the military.
Christ, Kim, it's not like I don't love him anymore.
It's just I cannot handle him.
KIM: There is another school he might try.
Instead of discipline, it teaches
self-discipline.
It might help Jeff control his energy.
It's called Kenpo school.
It's not one of those new hippie schools, is it?
No, Carl. Old school.
2,000 years old.
Jeff, this is Master Lo.
(JEFF GIGGLING)
Pass it down.
(ALL GRUNTING)
Jennifer.
MASTER LO: Kenpo is a combination
of ancient fighting techniques
and modern scientific principles,
an unending flow of motion,
a force which can overwhelm any attacker.
Every move creates a specific reaction
in your opponent.
Each reaction leads you to your next move.
Every strike is a block,
every block, a strike.
Each move flows into the next.
This logical and sequential flow of action
is the essence of Kenpo.
Kenpo can be the most lethal of the martial arts.
To control the power of Kenpo,
you must first control yourself.
Train your spirit as you train your body,
developing inner strength, balance,
and harmony as you learn.
The master of Kenpo
is more than an expert in Karate.
He is a martial artist.
He is the master of himself.
MAN: Yellow 19. Yellow 19.
Ready, set...
GIRLS: (CHANTING CHEER) ♪ Let's go, let's go, let's go ♪
All right. Yeah.
Yo, tinkerbells. Off the field.
It's our field, too, meathead.
Say what?
Hey, let's just forget about it, okay?
No, no, no, no. Let's not forget about it.
Why don't you just do what I said?
Off the field or I'll shove that pole up your ass.
Try it. Come on. Let's go.
You're not gonna let butt-head get away with it, are you?
Adam, I said let's go. It's not worth it.
ERICKSON: It's not worth it? What's that supposed to mean?
It means he can kick your ass.
(LAUGHS) You can kick my ass?
ADAM: With one foot.
PLAYER: One foot, Erickson.
JEFF: Let's go. Oh, we're not done.
I think we are.
Well, I guess he'd just rather play with his pole, then.
(PLAYERS LAUGHING)
You little shit.
(GRUNTS)
PLAYER 1: Hey, Erickson. What happened?
PLAYER 2: I don't know. PLAYER 3: Hey, check it out.
Over here.
PLAYER 4: Get up, man.
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
GIRL: What happened?
PLAYER 5: Hey, Erickson.
Call an ambulance. Now!
PLAYER 6: Amazing. GIRL: Let me through.
PLAYER 7: Come on, Erickson. Get up.
CARL: What the hell do you think you were doing?
JEFF: The guy hit Adam.
CARL: That's no excuse for what you did.
You tried to kill that kid.
I didn't.
By pure luck, you didn't.
Had no goddamn idea what you were doin', did you?
You were totally out of control, weren't you?
I sent you to Kenpo school
to control your temper, and this is
what you've learned?
You haven't changed.
The only thing that's different is
now you're dangerous.
I want you out of my house.
What do you mean?
Someday, you're gonna kill somebody.
I don't want Adam around to see it.
I want you away from Adam.
He got hurt today, because he's tryin'
to prove to you how tough he is,
'cause he wants to be like you.
Well, he's not like you
and I don't want him to be like you,
so you stay the hell away from him. But, Dad...
I want you out of my house,
and I want you away from Adam. Do you understand?
Yeah.
I'll just stay the hell away from everyone.
You have learned only half of what I teach, Jeff.
You're strong, you're quick,
but you're only a tiger,
not a dragon.
The tiger does not think,
therefore, it cannot act.
It can only react, respond.
A tiger is strong and fearless,
but it cannot initiate action.
That is the difference between man and tiger.
Tiger is what I know.
The dragon is also very strong,
but full of wisdom.
The dragon fears what its strength can do.
This is the tiger.
This is the dragon.
Dragon always has a choice,
a tiger, never.
I have shown you the dragon,
but you have not seen him.
You will not find the dragon in any dojo.
Experience will be your teacher.
You must find him for yourself.
In your own way.
And when you do... I know.
Then I will have learned the dragon.
Then you will be a man.
Jeff... There's nothing here for me, Kim.
There is more here for you
than you can see right now.
Don't you start, too, okay?
I know all about what I can't see
and can't feel and can't learn.
Jesus.
I'm sorry.
Hey, you're the last person I should be talking to like that.
I'll miss you, Kim.
Wherever you are,
my heart will be with you.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Whoops.
You have a lot of nice things here.
Very old.
Very beautiful.
Cover the back.
THUG: You're going to learn to work with us, old man.
Right?
Whoa!
Is there a problem here?
(LOW GROWLING)
Guess so.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOT) (MOANING)
What's goin' on here?
(STRUGGLING)
You all right, Kim?
Better than they are.
They could be worse.
Hey, Terminator, I don't know where
you came from, but you
better go back.
Those guys are golden fists.
(SPEAKING KOREAN) It's okay. Let's go.
You're a dead man.
Jimmy, this is my friend Jeff.
Go get the wood from out back, please.
What are golden fists, Kim?
Soldiers for Korean mafia.
Ah.
I never heard of 'em before.
You have never been Korean.
You know, Jeff,
Koreans come to America
because it is the greatest country.
They work hard, save money,
become citizens, open businesses
like mine.
(SIGHS)
But every ship brings rats along with regular cargo.
Korean mafia comes to America, too.
Drugs, prostitution, parasites.
I reject their drugs, so they come
and smash things up.
Maybe I should stick around a while,
see if I can't change their minds, huh?
No. I appreciate your offer,
but you're an outsider.
They would think I have hired you for protection.
If they think they're losing face...
(SIGHS)
Tomorrow, I'll go and talk to them, explain things.
They'll understand.
It'll be okay.
Jeff.
You look good.
It is nice to see you again.
It's been such a long time. I missed you.
Kim... Are you sure
there's nothing I can do?
No need to worry. Everything will be fine.
MAN: All right.
Hey, bring another pallet over here.
We gotta finish the order.
We need that handcart over here.
(CHUCKLING)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGAUGE)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(CHUCKLING)
(HUMMING)
It's like nothing's changed here.
Except I'm now one of my antiques.
(LAUGHS)
Tell me, Jeff, will you
see your family?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Don't get up on my account.
Young gung ho.
Jimmy Ho.
Look, I'm gonna go see Uncle Sam.
Are you gonna be all right?
Yes. Thank you.
Jeff and I have lots to talk about.
Okay. Goodbye.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Jimmy is a good boy. He helps out.
I let him stay here when he needs a place.
Does he remind you of anyone?
Did I really have that much of an attitude?
You mean you don't anymore?
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
It's been a long day. I'll see you in the morning.
Yeah, why don't you get some rest.
I think I'm gonna get cleaned up and maybe go for a walk.
Good night, Jeff.
Good night, Kim.
Jeff.
Yeah?
It's never too late to come home.
Yeah.
(DOOR SPLINTERING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(STAIRS CREAKING)
Kim!
(SOFTLY) Kim.
No.
(CAR ENGINE STARTING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
MAN: Nobody home, asshole.
Except us.
Give me your money, sucker!
You heard the man.
I'm gonna cut you, motherfucker!
Is this what you want? Huh?
You want this? You want my money?
You want it? Take it!
ADAM: Excuse me.
WOMAN: Is Mr. Kim all right?
MAN: Sorry. I don't know a thing. Please.
Adam Sanders, Wilshire Homicide. What do you have?
Korean mafia all the way. Typically clean hit.
Unless Forensics finds something, we got diddly.
I'd like to work on the case.
There's no case. No one down here talks to cops.
The victim was a friend of mine,
a very close friend.
I'd like to work on the case.
Tell you what, you get my lieutenant's okay, it's fine with me.
I'll get it.
Detective? Yeah.
So, fill me in.
It's a signature execution. We've seen it before.
It's always connected to the hiropong network.
Hiropong?
Yeah, it's a methyl-amphetamine,
it's a bestseller for the Korean mafia.
Huh. Who runs that stuff?
(CHUCKLES) I'd be the chief of the DEA If I knew that one.
I tell you this, though, whoever
this guy is, he's smart.
I'll get you the records.
Anything else? Yeah.
Male Caucasian found the body.
Tell me again.
Look, I told you four times already.
You're gonna tell me again
and again... He was around here
yesterday.
Show him pictures if you think it'll do any good.
Who knows? He might recognize someone.
Anyway, he's all you got, Sanders.
What?
Jeff?
Adam.
(EXHALES)
Oh, my God.
ADAM: I know this seems like
a waste of time, but, um,
you never know.
Other things, you know, might turn something up.
It's the last one.
Yeah.
So where are you going?
I thought, uh, we might go see Dad.
I got some things to take care of. What things?
Don't ask.
Jeff, just hold on a minute.
Look, just stay out of it, kid.
It's for your own good.
Jeff. What?
Kim was family to me, too, all right?
You cannot handle this by yourself,
and what's more, if you try to,
I do not care if you're
my brother or not, I'm gonna come
down on you like a ton of bricks.
Send my regards to Pop.
(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)
MAN: That's it. That's it.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for someone... I can't help you.
Know anybody who can?
I guess not.
Hi. I wonder if you could help me.
I'm looking for a guy. He's good in tae kwon do.
About 5'8", 150 pounds.
Got a tattoo of a spider right here. You know him?
Yeah.
Great.
I need to talk to him. Where is he?
Why don't you go home before you get hurt?
I wonder if I could kick your ass.
No.
Not just you.
All three of you.
Are you serious?
Yeah. Are you?
I take on all three of you,
you point me in the right direction.
Deal?
Full contact.
No protection.
No problem.
This is my dance.
(GRUNTING)
(MEN APPLAUDING)
Come on, white boy. Let's see what you got.
Get up, get up.
No.
Come on, man, come on.
MAN: Finish him off.
Finish him off.
(CHUCKLING)
Get up.
Arghh!
Where is he?
Forget it.
(BONES CRACKING) (GROANING)
We had a deal.
Talk!
Croc-Pit.
Where?
Croc-Pit club. He hangs out there.
They all do.
Thanks.
Who said it never hurt to ask?
(PEOPLE SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Hello. Yes.
I'm Detective Sanders.
I'd like to ask you some questions. Yes.
Kim. He has a store across the street.
Kim? Yes.
I'm investigating his...
Kimchi.
No.
Yes. No, uh, Mr. Kim.
I'm investigating his murder.
Mo-dah?
Yes. I'd like...
Mo-dah.
Thank you for your time.
Keep the change. Yes.
Have a nice day.
(BELL DINGING)
(CHANTING IN KOREAN)
(DRUM BEATING)
I canvassed a four-square-block radius
around Kim's store.
No one's saying anything.
I wish to God I were back on the street.
I could help you.
You got everything you need.
You just get these bastards.
Don't worry, Dad. We'll get 'em.
ADAM: What happened to you?
Rough night.
Whoa, Jeff, whoa.
You're not gonna go anywhere until you tell me about the kid.
The kid, Jeff. The one you left out of your statement,
the one that was living at Kim's apartment.
We got his clothes. We got prints all over the place.
We got no I.D. Now, you're gonna tell me who he is.
I don't know who you're talking about.
Hey, kid.
That was him, wasn't it?
Great, Jeff.
Thanks a lot, bro. You just scared off
the one lead I had. The one lead I had.
Come on.
That kid's from the street.
He's never gonna talk to a cop. I know.
You know shit, Jeff. You know what you're doing?
You're helping those bastards get away.
Why don't you just go play with your badge?
Go do your little police academy bullshit.
You know what?
Kim wouldn't even be dead if you weren't back in town.
Do you know that?
You're the one that killed him, Jeff.
This is your goddamn fault!
You gonna shoot me, Adam?
Huh?
(SAFETY SWITCH CLICKING)
Hey. WOMAN: Oh, my...
Come on, let's go! All right. Let's go, let's go.
JEFF: Hey.
Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
You don't belong here, punk.
(GRUNTING)
(OBJECTS SHATTERING)
Who killed Kim?
Fuck you!
(SHOUTS) Who killed Kim?
(WOMEN YELPING)
MAN: No!
Take him outside.
(CHIMES TINKLING)
YUNG: Kim was a good man.
He was a friend of mine,
a very good friend.
We spent many happy moments here in Koreatown.
I want to help.
What can you do?
I have some information.
But not here.
It's not safe. Come.
Please, it is important.
We can talk privately in here.
Come.
I was going to see Kim on the day he died.
We had a meeting.
I could have made things
right for him, except that
I waited too long.
And now my friend is dead.
And I did nothing to help him.
(SIGHS)
The man who murdered Kim must be punished,
and the punishment must fit the crime.
Tell me what you know.
There are four oyabuns in Koreatown.
Mafia leaders.
Any one of the three could have done it.
Yeimei, Otoko, Wo Sam.
What about the fourth?
The fourth oyabun is Yung.
How do you know Yung didn't do it?
Because I am Yung.
And yet, I can do nothing, nothing.
If the other oyabuns learn
that I am seeking vengeance
for my friend's death, they would
turn against me.
There would be total war in Koreatown.
Much blood would be shed.
(SIGHS) Too much blood.
There's only one person
who can bring about justice without total war,
and that is an outsider.
Will you do this thing?
You just point the way.
There is a man named Kai.
He's a soldier for hire.
My people have heard him talking.
I'm sure he knows the man who ordered Kim's death.
Where is this Kai?
We will find him.
The man on the right, that's Kai.
(GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
Want to live? A name. (GAGGING)
Who ordered Kim's death?
(GROANS) Say it!
Sam.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JEFF: Wo Sam.
No, no, I'm sorry. It's too dangerous.
Wo Sam is very heavily protected.
Besides, you don't know him.
Wo Sam is an animal.
He'll do... Hey, we had
an agreement.
YUNG: Wo Sam lives in the Kokoma hotel.
He owns it.
Everyone there works for him.
The whole top floor is his.
The only way into the top floor
is by private elevator
from the garage to, to the penthouse.
Be careful.
There are guards at the gate, in the basement, at the top.
(SCOFFS) He's surrounded at all times.
(ELEVATOR THUDS)
(GRUNTS)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(ELEVATOR DOOR OPENS)
(GRUNTING)
(DOOR LOCK CLICKING)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
(LAUGHING) (EXTINGUISHER SPRAYING)
Huh?
(SPRAYING STOPS)
What the hell?
Lee? You okay?
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
Anything happens to me,
I'll snap your neck before I hit the ground.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
If it's money... I don't want
your money.
You took Kim's life. Now I'm gonna take yours.
I did not.
You may kill me, but I will not die
saying a lie.
Well, then, you'll just die.
JIMMY: Leave him alone!
WO SAM: Stay away. No!
Let him go. What are you doing?
He killed Kim.
No way. Sam was Kim's friend.
He's like my uncle.
Sam's been protecting me from Yung.
Yung?
That's who killed Kim.
(WO SAM SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
Who lied to you?
(SIGHS)
Yung.
A man tells you something and you invade my home,
try and take my life
in front of the eyes of my children.
He fingered a soldier named Kai.
Kai said you did it.
Kai works for Yung.
JEFF: Is that right?
Why should I believe you more than Yung?
Everybody in Koreatown knows Yung killed Kim, dick.
Tracy.
WO SAM: Think.
Yung wants me dead, but he knows
it would start a war that would
destroy even him,
so he sends an outsider,
an outsider who would do anything to avenge a friend.
He could never be blamed.
No evidence. No proof. Just some crazy stranger.
The perfect weapon.
What will you do now if I let you go?
Yung and I have some unfinished business,
and I will finish it.
I'm going with you. Forget it.
No way. You're gonna need my help.
You're just a kid.
Who knows how to find Yung.
No deal. WO SAM: Excuse me.
You must find Yung before he can leave for Korea.
Take the boy. He can help you find him.
You came to take my life.
You leave with my blessing and one of my people.
Strange deal.
So how many people have you killed?
None, kid.
(CHUCKLES) Come on. We're workin' together,
you can tell me.
Is that what you're looking forward to?
Killing someone?
Aren't you?
I mean, assuming we catch this guy,
what choice do we have?
Only one.
JIMMY: You're lucky.
You're lucky Sam let me help you.
I'm his fastest runner.
I'm the fastest runner this side of the Pacific Rim.
I know. I've seen you run.
Hey, how come you took off
from the funeral like that
instead of helping me then?
I wasn't running from you, brainiac.
I was running from Yung.
He saw me.
Look, Sam's tough enough,
but Yung, he's heavy-duty.
Yakuza connections, drugs and protection only.
He's Koreatown's hiropong hero,
the mystery man.
Nobody even knows where he lives.
The only place for sure
where I know he goes every day is his bank.
That's good enough for me.
Yeah, but you're not good enough
for Tanaka, Yung's bodyguard.
Yung doesn't go anywhere without him.
Guy's built like goddamn Godzilla,
and nobody gets near Yung when Tanaka's around,
that's for shit sure.
Hey, don't swear, kid.
What are you, my mother?
Hey, where is your mother?
Hey, uh, if we get split up,
we'll meet back at the hotel, okay?
Yeah, but you still didn't answer my question.
She's dead, all right?
How old were you when she died?
None of your business.
You know, Kim was right.
You do remind me of someone.
I lost my mom when I was 10.
So we do have something in common,
huh, Round-Eye?
Hey, the bank's not open yet, Sherlock.
Mind tellin' me where we're going?
To talk to someone.
Who?
A cop.
What? Relax.
It's my brother.
I want you to talk to him.
Hey, I'm not talking to no cop.
I want you to tell him you saw Tanaka.
But I didn't!
Yeah, but you see, he doesn't know that.
Look, I want you to tell him you saw Tanaka kill Kim, okay?
Then he's gonna ask if you'll testify to that,
and I want you to say yes.
You're dumber than you look.
I'm not gonna go to no court and talk to no cop! No way!
That wasn't part of the deal.
You can drop me off right here.
Would you just listen to me for a minute?
If we tell my brother you saw Tanaka,
then he'll arrest him at the bank
before anyone knows what's happening.
So what?
That puts Yung in the back of the limousine...
Alone.
Oh.
Maybe you're not as dumb as you look.
ADAM: We're in position in the bank parking lot.
You guys stay put till the suspect's inside the bank.
Stay lively, guys. Do you copy? (POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
OFFICER: Uh, that's a copy, 18-30.
Jeff?
Yeah?
You know when you wanted
to do this alone, by yourself?
I mean...
"Let's go find who killed Kim."
"Let's blow him away."
I wanted to do the same thing.
I know what you're feeling.
(SIGHS) And...
I'm really glad that we're doing this together.
I mean, I never thought it'd turn out like this,
and it's good.
(HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)
Wake up, dim brains! There he is!
Target on the scene. (POLICE RADIO BUZZES)
He's not stopping at the parking lot.
He's headed for the drive-through teller.
This is going down wrong.
I'm gonna pull alongside, take a look.
(ENGINE STARTING)
All right, Jimmy, I want you to do exactly what I tell you.
You stay down there till his window's open,
because I don't want him seeing you before you can I.D. him.
Don't worry about it. He won't see me.
TELLER: Please use the tube.
Thank you. Have a nice day.
JIMMY: Are we there yet? No.
Come on. Come on.
(COINS CLATTER)
Oh, Christ! Lady! Jeez!
JEFF: What's happened?
ADAM: We're gonna lose him.
JIMMY: Are we there now?
No, we're definitely not there now.
(WINDOW WHIRRING)
Come on, lady! Move it!
(SIGHS)
Okay, Jimmy.
JIMMY: Positive identification.
Shh.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Seat belts!
(POLICE SIRENS BLARING)
18-30. Suspect's made me.
Switching to control.
18-30. Officer needs assistance.
187 suspect, northbound on Harbor.
(HORN HONKING)
Wow! This is cool!
All right, little brother!
(HORN HONKS)
(POLICE DISPATCH CHATTER)
(HORN HONKS)
We're gonna get him, Jeff.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
WOMAN: Oh shit!
Oh shit!
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
Shit!
MAN: Come on. You're okay.
Hold it, Willie!
(SIRENS BLARING)
(TANAKA GRUNTING)
Freeze!
(SIRENS APPROACHING)
OFFICER: Let me see your hands!
Now!
Put your hands on top of your head.
Now!
Do what he said. Put 'em up!
Hook him up.
Get back in the car.
JEFF: Stay in the car. JIMMY: Oh, man.
Jeff! Jeff!
ADAM: Hold your fire!
Me first. I want him alive.
JEFF: Yung?
(THUMPS CAR) Shit!
This Taser's got 50,000 volts of electricity.
Get to your knees. Let me see your hands.
I'm gonna light you up!
Adam!
(TASER CRACKLING) (GRUNTS)
Shit.
(TASER CRACKLING ) (GROANS)
(TANAKA THUDS)
It's clear.
Adam, you're all right.
Of course I am. All right, have the paramedics
take a look at this guy before I transport him out of here,
and I'll hook up with you later at the station.
Look, I need to tell you something.
Did it, bro.
We got him.
(SIGHS)
I heard you did a nice job back there.
Real gutsy.
You would have done the same thing, Tim.
TIM: (SCOFFS) I don't know.
ADAM: How long you been on the job?
TIM: Uh, five and a half months.
(CHUCKLES) Don't worry. You'll be fine.
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GUNSHOT)
(EXHALES)
Hey.
Hi.
I messed up.
You helped me out. I didn't come through.
I didn't help you, Adam.
Jimmy didn't see Tanaka do anything.
I lied.
I didn't know what Tanaka was.
Except that he was muscle
for the guy that killed Kim...
Yung.
He gave the order.
That was Yung's limousine.
He was supposed to be in the back.
I used you to get to Yung.
I didn't want anything to happen to you, Adam.
I just wanted Yung so bad,
I wasn't thinking.
Christ, Adam, we're family.
Yeah.
We are.
It's okay.
So what about Yung?
Jeff, you kill Yung, you throw away
your whole life.
And Jimmy's.
He looks up to you.
Yeah, I know.
Kim was trying to help him out.
And do you really think Kim would want you to do this?
There's only one line between us and them.
And once you cross it,
you can never come back.
So, uh, how is he?
He'll be okay.
Um...
Look, I got to go.
Yeah, you watch yourself, son.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
I'll be there.
Let's do it!
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
JIMMY: Aw, man. Come on. What are we doin' up here?
JEFF: Checking things out.
Come on. Let's go!
Let's rock 'n' roll!
Tell me everything you heard.
I already did.
Tell me again.
Look, Yung brings the stuff he makes hiropong with down there, okay?
He has guards and workers all over the place.
JEFF: What about the inside?
JIMMY: It's like a factory, lots of workers.
A speedboat comes out of this big ship and picks him up,
takes Yung wherever he wants to go.
That's how he got out of the country
last time the cops tried to bust him.
I'll wait till night. You stay at the hotel.
If I don't make it out... You will.
Yeah.
If I don't,
you get ahold of my dad, Captain Sanders.
You'll be safe with him.
When you get him, kill him for Kim.
Kill him for me.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
MAN: Drop your end and move it.
Tell you one damn thing, if things don't get placed...
Hyah!
(GRUNTS)
You believe it still works?
(OFFICER GRUNTS)
The boat should be here by now.
We should go outside.
(ROOF PANEL CREAKING)
MAN 1: They're worth more than me.
(LAUGHS) And with good reason.
(WORKERS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
Take my word for it.
(GRUNTING)
MAN 2: Paul, Pierson, need a hand here.
(GURGLES)
MAN 2: Get Johnny on it, will you?
MAN 3: Hey, you!
(MAN 3 GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
(SCREAMS)
JEFF: Hold this!
(MAN 3 GROANS)
Thanks.
MAN 4: Got a few bales down here!
Find that stuff you were lookin' for?
JEFF: It's break time, guys.
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOTS)
YUNG: (LAUGHS) Not to worry.
We are prepared.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GRUNTS)
Arghh!
Are you faster than a speeding bullet?
Try it, Superman.
I want you to try it.
Come on!
(YUNG CHUCKLES MALICIOUSLY)
I'm glad you dropped by.
I was hoping we would have a chance to say goodbye.
Thanks for extending the... courtesy.
Brains. This way, Kai.
This way.
(GUNSHOT)
(YUNG GRUNTS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(KAI GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(BONE CRUNCHING)
Wait! Wait! We, we can talk.
(GASPS) Don't kill me.
Don't kill me. (GRUNTS)
The punishment must fit the crime.
Who said that? (GRUNTS)
And this is what it feels like just before you die.
(GAGGING)
(COUGHING)
Get up!
I really wanna kill you.
But you're not worth it.
(YUNG SHOUTS)
(STICKS CLATTER)
No, no...
(SCREAMS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(TANAKA LAUGHS)
(SCREAMS)
(JEFF GRUNTS)
(TANAKA SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(TANAKA GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(TANAKA SHOUTS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(BELT WHOOSHING)
(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(SIRENS BLARING)
Hey, hey!
That's all right. Let him go. OFFICER: Go, go, go.
Get everybody back.
Oh, man. Thought you were dead.
(YUNG GAGGING)
Hey, you didn't kill him.
(YUNG STRUGGLING)