Fukienese Dragons not funny now, huh?!
According to police, the Fukienese Dragons...
the newest entity on the Chinatown crime scene...
are headed by 20-year-old Bobby vu...
from the Fukien province of China.
Sources say the bombing and the execution...
of a known Tong soldier are the latest chapter...
in a power struggle between...
the Fukienese Dragons youth gang...
and the Tong-run Tongfon Benevolent Association...
believed to be headed by...
local businessman Benjamin Wong...
known in the neighbourhood as Uncle Benny...
along with his lieutenant, Henry Lee.
Fuck you.
Learned some English. Good for you.
What the fuck?!
English?
Good. What do they call you?
Jack.
I can't hear you.
Tell Bobby vu his time is running out in Chinatown.
In the history of the 1 5th precinct...
few officers have done more to serve and protect...
the public of this great city...
than Lieutenant Nicholas Chen.
Lieutenant, for bravery in the line of fire...
and for bringing to justice...
those responsible for the Chinatown bombings...
the people of New York thank you...
and present you with this commendation.
Let your brothers die, huh?
Are you Fukienese Dragon?
Yes! Fukienese Dragon.
Avenge your brothers. OK?
Kill that cop.
Everybody works tonight.
We are visiting Ginzu Massage.
My kind of raid.
Found another young pretty in a Dumpster.
Anybody I know?
Did a two-hour sweep. No one would speak to me.
Try breath mints.
The two who found the body...
say they didn't see, hear, or smell anything.
What's new?
Daniel Wallace.
I was assigned to this unit.
You know the Chinese don't trust whites or cops.
You give me a white cop?
You've been squawking about more manpower?
They want more ethnic diversity in each squad. Bing.
You get a white face in A.G.U.
He's worse than white. He's green!
Good. You school him, then.
So he can get me killed?
It's your fault he's here in the first place.
My fault?
A freakin' tourist gets blown up in our own backyard...
and it was on your watch!
Mayor's on television talkin' about it.
Police commissioner's promising safe streets in Chinatown...
Christ, it was even on Nightline.
So, if puttin' a white cop in the Asian gang unit...
makes them happy and gets them off my back...
fine and dandy.
Now get outta here.
Do something about those whores turning up in Dumpsters.
It's an embarrassment.
Are you still here?
Why does a white cop request the Asian gang unit?
Detective's shield. Extra eight grand a year.
A chance to work with you.
Uh-oh, yellow fever.
You got a hard-on for all things Chinese, right?
Food, customs, women?
I bet you got a Chinese girlfriend, don't ya?
Actually, no, I don't.
But you did.
Are we all gonna exchange our sexual histories here?
I knew it. Yellow fuckin' fever.
Junior's here to walk the street...
and get his wick licked by a nice almond-eyed beauty.
I'm here so Chinese immigrants don't have to live 30 a room...
work 20 hours a day makin' close to slave wages.
Why do you give a shit about the Chinese immigrants?
I'm a cop. I give a shit about enforcing the law.
So, what's your plan to save the yellow people?
Same as in every other organized crime operation in the city...
bust the street soldiers every time we see them...
work our way up the food chain to the council...
cramp them with surveillance and sting operations...
and keep climbing all the way to Benjamin Wong.
This ain't every other organized crime operation in the city.
We work cases, junior.
Keep the tourists safe.
violence spills in the street, we break heads.
You don't change Chinatown, boy.
It changes you.
I'm ready to give it a shot. That's why I'm here, sir.
All right.
Don't make plans tonight.
Why not?
'Cause we're going on a panty raid.
Never know how a guy getting his dick rubbed...
is gonna react when you charge in the room.
So keep your eyes sharp and your Glock cocked.
Don't try to feel any Chinese titties, you little pervert.
Hey, boy...stay down there.
Go on.
Police!
We've got eight maybe.
-The place is secured? -Hold on a second.
Deng, see if you can find any files back there.
John, take 'em down. Otis will help you.
Come on.
Come on, ladies.
Want me to take her for ya?
Always throw back the smallest fish of the day.
Let's go.
Jump!
Fire your weapon!
The Fukienese!
Damn.
I'm out on three!
One, two...three!
Stop!
Come on! We've had it!
Drop your weapon! Drop it!
Hands to the wall!
Stupid Fukienese!
You're late.
Ung! Get me the car.
Bobby vu!
You want some?!
Fukienese Dragon.
Beef intestine noodles. Want some?
Want to be a Chinese, you got to eat the nasty stuff.
You saved my life last night.
Part of my job.
Hey, man, I still want to say thanks.
That said, I heard you paid a visit to Bobby vu.
I tightened up, but I didn't find my badge...
in a freakin' Crackerjack box. I earned it.
You study Chinese, so you know what it means I saved your life.
It means my life is yours to do with as you wish.
That's right. So here's my advice--
quit before you end up dead.
If you don't want to work with me, fine.
Let me do my own investigation.
Don't keep me from my work. Like it or not, I'm a cop.
You a cop?
You're playing cop.
Playing? Playing's driving past shit...
pretending you didn't even see it.
That's what playing is.
You got something to say? Say it.
Why don't I show you?
Cops! Get out of here!
Police, freeze!
Freeze!
What do we have here?
Hands behind your back.
You're under arrest.
FBI.
I want each one of these guys in different rooms...now!
Each guy in different rooms, right now.
Can I talk to you, please?
What's up, Pete?
Nothing.
Only that you assholes just arrested...
a federal agent working undercover with the Tongs.
Nice work, junior.
I made the arrest.
Well, goody for you.
So tell me, Einstein, what am I supposed to do now?
What do I do?
Put a federal agent in jail to maintain his cover?
What do I do? Let him go?
We put him back on the street...
everyone in Chinatown will think he cut a deal with you...
and he'll be dead inside an hour.
So what should I do?
Do a better job of keeping us informed.
-Hear, hear. -Right.
Confidential undercover assignment...
key word being ''confidential...''
which nothing in this 1 5th precinct is. Nothing.
Relax, Pete. We lost the drugs, no evidence.
They can all go.
All right, all right.
Three hours, slap the shit out of them, let them go.
I want everything on the Ginzu raid by today...
and keep that dipshit on a leash.
You take care of your people, I'll take care of mine.
Which one's FBI?
The Chinese one.
Do you want to eat this with soy sauce?
Cough up the cash, junior.
Knuckleheads buy all rounds.
Blow me.
That's it, show a little piss and vinegar.
So your first bust was a federal agent...
and a senior fed bit off a giant piece of your ass.
So why did the FBI want the info on the Ginzu raid?
It was their raid.
They use us so nobody knows it's the FBI.
Mostly, they use us because they are lazy shits.
Last summer we grabbed a vietnamese gang...
bringing in heroin by the boatload.
Who swoops in last minute to get the credit?
Your friend, Schabacker of the FBI.
Now they have agent working undercover inside the Tongs.
We find the agent, see what he's got going.
When the time is right, we make the bust...
and pull the case right out from under them.
You speak Chinese?
Doesn't everybody in Chinatown?
Danny Wallace...Henry Lee.
You gentlemen are partners?
Are we?
Cagney and Lacey.
Chinatown needs more police.
I hope you find a home here.
I think you'll discover that Chinese are warm and generous.
I hope to see much of you in the coming weeks.
Enjoy.
He's Tong.
That's why it's Krystal and not Asti fucking Spumanti.
It is very dangerous to approach a white policeman.
We cannot risk exposing our other ties in the department.
That's why, Uncle, we must approach Wallace.
He could compromise Chen...
at a time when he's our best weapon against the Fukes.
We need him with us to save Ga Chen's position.
Besides, to the NYPD...
Chen is Chinese first and a cop second.
Chen can take care of himself. He knows what we need of him.
He knows what he hears in the 1 5th.
A white officer with ears outside the precinct.
We could let Chen test the waters.
What do you want?
I liked your partner.
I think he could help us.
He could hurt us more.
Afraid of competition?
Afraid of piquing the kid's interest.
You know who else is a dirty cop.
Uncle Benny feels he might poke his nose...
in places a Chinese cop wouldn't.
I can handle him.
As a fuse, he might be an asset against the Fukes...
since you don't seem to be doing much, eh?
I will take care of the Fukes.
The kid's a short-time. Leave him alone.
I didn't realize you had such maternal instincts.
Uncle Benny wants you to speak with him.
This costs one dollar to make...
and some fool will pay hundreds for it.
It's amazing how easy it is for some people...
to overestimate worth.
Don't overestimate yours.
Talk to him.
-Who's in the bin? -The invisible woman.
No ID, no prints, no nothing.
Thought you liked Chinese food, junior.
Shut up.
Let's go. I need about 50 coffees.
We're not going to investigate this?
-We just did. -What are you talking about?
Tell our partner what we learned.
Deceased is an illegal, straight off the boat.
Probably less than a week.
There's two bills Chinese under the oysters by her spleen.
She finds her passage over was twice what she thought.
She can't pay and doesn't like working as a prostitute...
so she ends up here.
No family, no friends, no witnesses.
No sense wasting taxpayers' money.
What, so case closed?
Take a walk with Deng.
-See if anybody knows anything. -Sure.
Let's go.
-Careful. -OK. Go ahead.
-What the fuck, man?! -Easy,Jackaroo!
Detective Chen is now able to identify the shooter...
who got away from the lamp store.
Unless you can do something for me.
I want Bobby vu.
He'd kill me.
The alternative to helping us is 1 0 to 20 in Sing Sing.
And that's got to hurt...
especially for somebody 98 pounds soaking wet.
No court, no wire?
No promises.
Think about it.
You got 1 0 seconds to make up your mind.
Five...four...three...
Fuck you.
Kid's loyal.
See how loyal he is after two weeks in lockup.
Could've killed you.
Could've killed you first.
-What are you doing here? -Father can't visit his son?
Got something to drink?
I'm as dry as a 90-year-old tit.
How'd you get in?
Twenty years robbery and homicide...
out of the two-five, greenhorn.
That's how I got in. Been through more windows--
I don't have any money.
I'm in for 1 2 grand. Fucking dagos down on Mulberry.
Good luck.
I'm not asking for the 1 2.
God forbid you bail me out with your lawyer money.
I wouldn't want you to miss out on becoming a leech, asshole.
I thought you'd want me to be a chip off the old block.
All I'm asking is a little stake money to get me even.
Wouldn't work. Too much of a loser.
Then we'll go partners.
You was always a lucky son of a bitch, eh?
I wouldn't be here if this wasn't serious.
Cold, hard cash. You slay me.
There's a little over 500 there, and we're not partners.
That's to buy you off.
Next time you sneak up on me--
Yeah, I know. You'll kill me, huh?
By the way...
there's a chink watching you...
from across the street, Sherlock.
Good night, Officer.
Yeah, you're welcome.
I got something for you.
I love gifts.
This isn't free. Forget the kid.
That's an expensive request.
This is an expensive item.
Let's hear it.
The FBI have an informant inside the Tong.
This time... it's one of their own.
It's an agent.
Who is it?
Don't know.
We picked up four of your guys, and one was a fed.
Won't take long to find out which one...
then all you got to do is blow his cover...
and they'll pull him.
No violence, no mess.
My thanks.
The kid is out.
As you wish.
Would you like May to give you a grape?
We need to delay the start of our new partnership.
We've got a federal agent sniffing around.
I have to postpone delivery.
We can't.
The boat's coming into port next week.
It'll wait at the port.
I'm not afraid of the FBI.
Everything we've done...
has been to keep the feds' focus on Uncle Benny.
When he's gone and I lead the Tongs...
you'll make all the money you want.
Let's kill him now.
When Uncle Benny's indicted...
he'll be a danger to our partners in Hong Kong.
Killing him then will come with thanks...
instead of retribution.
We kill Chen, too.
All in good time.
Do you remember me?
I have information about the girl...
you found in the garbage Dumpster.
How'd you find me?
You're conspicuous in Chinatown.
Two brothers on Christie Street bring in illegals.
That girl worked in their brothel, then tried to run.
They left her as a message to the others.
How do you know?
Everyone knows, but no one speaks of it...
especially to police.
-So why are you? -I knew her.
What are their names?
You can't tell anyone, not even Chen.
Forget about it. I can't do that.
For every person who knows, chances of me or my children...
being killed in reprisal increases a hundredfold.
The girl was 1 5...
and there are more to come if you don't help us.
Check out the basement of a place called Tony's.
Don't worry. This is how things get done in Chinatown.
The boy come in yet?
Not that I've seen.
Police, freeze!
Freeze!
I said freeze!
What were you doing in here?
I was coming out of the diner on Pell...
and I saw this guy snatch a purse...
so I chased him into the building.
I lost him as soon as I got inside.
Then I heard some screaming from down here...
and I just kind of stumbled onto it.
We got close to 40 women here, all illegals...
and we found a storeroom with about a hundred tapes.
And the landlord remembers...
the four Jane Does we pulled out of the Dumpsters...
were part of the stable.
Good job, Officer.
Thanks.
Yeah, way to go.
Good job.
For bravery in the line of fire...
the mayor and people of New York thank you, Officer Wallace...
and present you with this commendation.
It's dick size.
You think everything is dick size, huh?
White people believe all Asians got little dicks.
You think when an Asian chick sees your pecker...
she's going to think it's Mount St. Helens.
It's true.
Then, you look at the tiny hands on most Asian chicks...
and figure your weenie's going to look...
like a sewer pipe in her fist.
He's discovered my secret.
Well, the joke's on you...
'cause this Chinaman's hung like a fucking--
Gnat!
You want to see?
Hey, come on. Put that thing away.
That's my cue. I'm gonna see you guys tomorrow.
Eight sharp.
We got to put a tag on those guys you busted...
find out which one is the FBI agent.
You did a lot for those women. You did a good job.
Thanks.
But it was an accident.
You are lucky you are not dead...
so don't you ever go off alone again.
Congratulations, Danny.
Thanks. Look, I got to--
You must allow me to buy you a drink.
I'd like to, but I got to go.
You've done a great thing for the people of this community.
Let me thank you, as a show of respect.
Please.
Shit!
I tried to, but I never made it.
We gotta get you to a hospital.
No time.
Shit, you're bleeding inside, Pop.
I wouldn't be surprised.
I need the money.
I don't have that kind of money, Pop.
How much you got?
I don't know. A grand at most.
Shit.
Shit! Come on, again.
Would you give it to me if you had it?
No, I don't think I could, Pop.
Fuckin' honest, just like your mother.
Screw it then.
Might as well go to the hospital.
Come on. We'll get you there.
Come on!
What's goin' on? Figure out which one's the FBI agent?
If he's there, we haven't seen him.
You better get in there.
He's fuckin' pissed at you.
What's new?
-You are late. -Sorry about that.
My old man fell last night. I took him to the hospital.
Took all night?
He fell last night, but I didn't find him until this morning.
He was in the bathroom.
-Looks like he scratched you. -I was carrying him.
He all right?
Yeah. He should be fine.
He was a cop, right?
Yeah, in the two-five.
Tough beat.
Is that why you're here, prove something to your old man?
No. Is that why you're here?
My old man's dead.
I don't have to prove anything to anybody.
How about you?
Just to you, I guess.
That's for sure.
Why do you have to constantly break my balls?
I'm educating you well this time.
Do you mean you care about me?
I don't know what to say.
Try nothing.
Oh, man, I'm overwhelmed.
I had no idea you felt this way about me.
I mean, it's just very kind and warm and...
Check this out.
These guys don't look like junkies.
-You got pictures? -Not all of them.
Shit!
Police!
Meet me with the car!
Come on, boy!
This is car seven in the green sector.
We are in pursuit of a burgundy Cadillac...
Jersey plates, five-nine-five- alpha-alpha-Zulu...
travelling south on Park Row.
Suspects armed and dangerous.
Requesting roadblock units on all lanes.
All green units, 1 0-85.
Burgundy Cadillac travelling south on Park Road...
suspects armed and dangerous...
Nick, right there!
Chen, watch out!
Oh, damn it!
You OK?
Go! I said go!
Watch your backs!
-You all right? -You?
Six innocent bystanders...
dozens of cars...
millions in property, all destroyed...
not to mention...
Federal Agent Roland Ming is dead...
shot seven times in the back.
And I'm thinkin' some scumbag in the 1 5th is responsible.
Maybe some scumbag in the Bureau is responsible.
Yeah, and maybe I'm gonna grow a tree out of my dick.
If anybody could--
You bet your ass it'd be an oak.
They ID'd the shooters.
They're Fukienese.
Fukes have been making a move on Tongs for months.
It's the only thing keeping me...
from rippin' this fuckin' precinct to the ground.
That...and this.
Assholes were in such a hurry to get moving...
they didn't check the bodies for wires.
Who's on it?
Benny Wong.
A few others.
Three weeks worth of undercover work.
A court would never admit it without the agent backing it up.
Yeah, they will once you tell them...
you've been working with us on this...
that after the shooting and before the chase...
you entered the building.
You approached our agent, who with his last breath...
told you he got this tape and corroborated what's on it.
That's perjury. Why would I do that?
Why?
To keep me from bringing charges against you...
for obstructing a federal investigation.
Yeah, Wallace told us how you engaged...
in the unauthorized surveillance of a federal agent...
which possibly blew his cover, resulting in his assassination.
That speech may have shivered a rookie...
but you need better for me.
I'll tell you what.
You better watch your back 'cause my guts still tell me...
somebody in the 1 5th gave my guy up.
And if I can't have Uncle Benny, then I'm gonna fuckin' have him.
Mr Chen.
Come on. Let's go.