"(Dominguez speaking Mandarin)" "And that's my best toast in Mandarin, so there." "(Bridges chuckling)" "All this time, I thought that the other language he was speaking was Spanish." "Unfortunately, there's no monthly pay bonus for learning the language you were born with." "Hey, the way I figure it, why should Nash be the only one who gets a pay bump for learning what I assume is very little Chinese?" "BRIDGES:" "Oh, you assume, huh?" "Mm-hmm." "Well, uh, since you're doing the ordering, why don't you get some more of that sauce." "Okay... uh, waiter." "Um... (speaking Mandarin)" "(shouting in Mandarin)" "Uh, he-he said they're out of it." "(laughing)" "Uh-huh." "I think you better leave a big tip." "CORTEZ:" "Nash." "Yeah, Tommy Luck." "I saw him when he came in." "Joe, why don't you go over there, ask him how many people he killed this week." "DOMINGUEZ:" "I haven't learned how to count that high in Mandarin yet." "BRIDGES:" "We'll get the little weasel one day." "(speaking Mandarin)" ""All things..."" ""...in due time."" "(speaking Mandarin)" "What are you talking about, huh?" "(speaking Mandarin)" "Uh-uh-uh." "It's Chinatown." "Let them work it out." "(heated arguing in Mandarin)" "What are they saying?" "He's looking for something." "He thinks Tommy Luck has it." "Hiya." "SFPD-- listen, we're having a nice little dinner right back over there at that table, and you gentlemen are interrupting the flow, so what I'm gonna suggest is that you put those toys back in your pants" "and go back to your tea and cookies." "(speaking Mandarin)" "BRIDGES:" "Give me that." "Now," "I'm assuming that you don't have a permit for those weapons, right?" "That's what I thought." "Put them away, girls." "You have no say here." "This is Chinatown." "Are you threatening me?" "Take it any way you want." "(chuckling)" "Well, I usually take my Chinese to go." "Now, then, do you want to go for a little ride downtown?" "Good." "Best I can figure, you should go over there and pick up that check and skedaddle." "Move along." "(woman singing over bluesy organ riff)" "DOMINGUEZ:" "Hey, listen, I figured out what it is" "I orderedfor dinner last night." "It's not a pretty sight." "Mm-hmm, well, I guess you noticed that I stayed with rice and vegetables." "I mean, what kind of language is it where intestines and chicken-fried steak are basically the same word," "I mean, give or take a yung and a yang or..." "Apparently, one that not everyone can speak." "Good morning, David." "Last night, you told me that Tommy Luck has something that belongs to you." "What is it?" "(speaking Mandarin)" "Come again?" "He says he has nothing to say." "CORTEZ:" "Well, he's not in the system, Nash." "He, uh, had no warrants, no arrests." "He's here on a student visa from the People's Republic of China." "Issued in '89." "Year of the protests in Tiananmen Square." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Mr. Chung was fingerprinted in order to work at the Big Brothers of Chinatown?" "What's it gonna be, David?" "Gonna help us out here?" "What's the beef between you and Tommy Luck?" "If you don't talk to me, I'm gonna have to lock you up." "(speaking Mandarin)" "Okay." "Do me a favor." "Call Jim Buddrus over at State Department." "Find out if he knows anything about this kid." "Okay, well, you know tonight, I'm working on the, uh... you know, with the mayor, special detail." "(laughing):" "Oh, right." "Rotational duty." "One more thing." "Wait a minute." "Listen up, guys." "New departmental policy." "Well, it's not new." "We just haven't observed it until now." "All officers in high-stress units are now required to visit the police psychiatrist once a year." "High stress from all the damn memos we get." "Appointments begin immediately." "Can I get a note from my doctor?" "I dated a shrink once." "Yeah, so did I." "Oh, yeah?" "Maybe it was the same guy." "(Dominguez laughing)" "I got five words for that shrink." "(speaking Mandarin)" "I thought you would enjoy that." "Ronnie, take this kid back to the cooler." "Joe." "Huh?" "Do you want to pull his backpack out of lockup?" "Let's go through it and see if we can find out anything else about this guy." "Yeah, cool." "Like the hat." "Yeah, thanks." "I, uh..." "I've got one in green and blue." "What do you got there?" "Your new name is Henry Jones." "You were born and raised in northern California." "You got a Social Security card, a credit report, work, residential history for the last ten years." "They never go back any further than that." "A lot of nice bands on your jacket there." "I miss all that." "Yeah, well, keep the images pure in your mind." "Don't go to any of those revival tours." "That will be $3,000." "All righty." "But first, can you tell me what I should do with this old I.D.?" "Sociology term paper, chess club." "Could this guy be any more of a boy scout?" "This could be J.J." "I mean, you know, if I was Chinese and he was into chess and didn't drop out of college." "Yeah, but J.J. doesn't go around pulling guns on anybody." "Yeah, well that's part of the problem." "He doesn't do much of anything, you know." "Inger thinks I'm being too easy on him." "I don't know." "Ah, he's young." "He'll figure it out." "I don't know what's up with kids nowadays, Nash." "I mean, when I was his age, I was married." "I'd been through the Academy." "I was on my way, you know." "Well, different times, bubba." "Tell you what, I wouldn't want to do it again, would you?" "Only if I could do it better." "What the hell is this?" "Cal-Asian Fabrics." "Isn't that Tommy Luck's, uh, front?" "Yeah." "Bertha Holkenstein." "Who is that?" "Let's find out." "As you were, men." "LISA:" "Evan." "Lisa, what are you doing here?" "You think stuffed mushroom caps fall out of the sky?" "You made those?" "They're excellent." "I didn't know you were such good pals with our new mayor." "Oh, yeah, we go way back to right around 2:00 p.m., when we were first introduced." "You know, part of the mayor's security detail." "Is everything safe and sound back here?" "Everything is extremely safe." "Extremely sound." "Good." "WOMAN:" "Lisa, the habañero peppers are finished sweating." "Oh, I better..." "Yeah, yeah, I understand, sweaty habañeros." "I get that all the time." "(chuckling)" "Why don't you stop by later." "So, you have no idea why we found your name in David Chung's backpack, huh?" "WOMAN:" "No." "But I know a performance artist named Donald Mung." "Think I can't tell the difference between David Chung and Donald Mung?" "How about Tommy Luck?" "Any dealings with him?" "Not that I remember." "Tell me again how you found me." "In the phone book." "I mean, you're the only Bertha Holkenstein, right?" "Ah... could you turn to your left just a bit, please?" "Okay." "Now, drop trou." "Uh... uh... (clears throat)" "Your name can't be just Sunshine." "Would you prefer Jane Sunshine or Sunshine Schwartz?" "You tell me." "Sooner or later, I'm gonna find out your real I.D." "Today an I.D., tomorrow a bar code on your arm." "You know, I don't run into too many people anymore with your-- what shall we say?" " your die-hard '60s sensibility." "Could you really imprison a chick that saw the Dead at the Carousel Ballroom?" "What do you say we get you an attorney?" "So, I had this dream the other night, all right, and, uh, in this dream, I get, uh, saved from drowning." "(chuckling)" "Uh, by David Hasselhoff." "Is-Is that normal?" "WOMAN:" "It could mean many things." "Yeah, well, anyways, so I..." "he drags me up on shore, right, and-and then I look up, and now it's changed." "It's-it's my partner, Nash Bridges, and-and he has this big-ass yellow surfboard behind him." "What do you think the dream means?" "Hell..." "I'd... just like to get behind the wheel every once in a while, you know, honk the horn, answer the cell phone." ""Get out of the way!"" "Are we talking about a car here?" "(sighs) No, it's my whole relationship with this guy." "It's not, it's... it's..." "What guy?" "Um, do we have enough time here?" "I think we've been here a long time." "Yeah, yeah, we got time." "She's a criminal, Harv, not a new hobby." "Break her down." "Get her to lead us to all those other criminals she's helped disappear." "It's not that easy, man." "I mean, she's been using a pretty good fake I.D." "as far back as we can trace." "Did you search her place?" "Yeah." "Just personal stuff, nothing incriminating." "Bring it in." "Get her talking." "I bet she's dying to open up... to the right person." "A personal chat with a woman." "I don't know, that'd be too novel." "What's going on with you and Bonnie?" "Oh, nothing an overdose couldn't cure." "She's just, you know, mad at me 'cause I'm always here." "You know, we got no time together, and of course, whenever I'm home and we've got a couple minutes together, she's punishing me, and so I just want to be back here." "When was the last time you bought her flowers, Harv?" "Last time I bought her flowers?" "I don't know, uh... (chuckling, phone ringing)" "Buy her some flowers, Harvey." "Yeah, Nash." "Your Bertha didn't check out, huh?" "Well, I got something." "How far away are you from the Port of Oakland?" "BRIDGES:" "Not Bertha Holkenstein." "Berth A, the Holkenstein." "So what did you use, the Yellow Pages?" "No, bubba, the Internet." "I just keyword searched Holkenstein." "Came up with a Bavarian beer, a breed of Austrian guinea pig and this." "(chuckles) I wish that I'd chosen the guinea pigs." "Hey, want to see a painting of me naked?" "Not even if it's signed by Andrew Wyeth." "WORKER:" "...to help me unload!" "That's a full load!" "Whoa, dude." "Check it out." "Who's that?" "Moe or Curly-- I forget." "Well, now, that's rude." "(engine revving)" "(tires squealing)" "(horn honking)" "(groans)" "I bet that hurt, huh?" "My advice to you would be don't get up." "This is the last container on Tommy Luck's manifest." "What do you bet that what's ever in there has something to do with David Chung." "I'm with you, hefe." "Uh, want me to find the key or you gonna pick the lock?" "I'm gonna pick the lock." "With this super jumbo lock picker." "(speaking Chinese)" "Can we get a translator over here?" "I don't understand anything with this guy." "Mission Station sent over a uniform, speaks six dialects of Chinese." "Greg Lee." "Oh, great." "Uh... let's get a translator." "He's coming;" "you'll be cool." "Uh, it's all in the intonation, man, you know, it's like, I-I've been coming at it from, like, a Mandarin point of view, and this guy's a Cantonese." "Yeah." "Uh-huh." "Well, I'll give you a hint." "Badmouth America all you want, but there's still a hell of a lot of people dying to get here." "70 of them boarded the Holkenstein in Shanghai." "They paid 15 grand each for the trip." "15 grand?" "Makes Luck's gambling operation look puny, huh?" "There's only about 15 here." "Where are the rest?" "Must've been taken off the boat before you got there." "Let's get David out here." "I got a hunch is he's missing someoneand notsomething." "Mm." "Talk to you later." "Long night, huh?" "Mm." "When I got into this," "I thought being a good cook was enough." "It's more like you're a general in the army." "Well, and everything was great." "Especially that, that chocolate thing." "What was that?" "Flan tartlet." "Right." "It's great." "Oh." "Thank you." "Listen, would you, uh, you want to get out of here?" "I gotta finish these time cards." "Do you need to lock up?" "No, I was thinking maybe, you know, you and me could go back to my place for a nightcap." "As a prelude to...?" "Nothing." "Whatever." "Well, which is it?" "Nothing or whatever?" "Hopefully, whatever." "I'm sorry, Evan." "I..." "I can't go home with you." "Not that it wouldn't be fun." "You paid to have, uh, someone brought over, didn't you?" "David... if I'm gonna help you, you're gonna have to trust me." "My mother and father boarded the ship in Shanghai." "At last, he speaks." "I knew from contacts in China that Luck was smuggling them over." "I went to the dock to pick them up, but they weren't there." "Luck took them somewhere." "Did you see 'em?" "No." "But I know they were on that boat." "I'm sorry." "Will I go to jail?" "My sister is an assistant district attorney." "I'll talk to her." "Will you testify against Tommy Luck?" "Yes." "It's gonna be okay." "Come on." "(over speaker):" "This would be nice." "Oh, yeah, that is beautiful material." "Look at the lay of that drape." "It's not exactly illegal." "(phone rings)" "Carson." "Tommy Luck stick his foot in his mouth yet?" "So far the only thing offensive is his taste in velour." "Well, he's got to check on those missing boat people sooner or later." "Keep your eyes on the prize." "You got it." "I think it's time to start lighting a fire under Tommy Luck's butt." "Yeah, what if he's got a fireproof butt?" "Whoa, that all depends on how big a stick of dynamite you put under it." "Uh, you're going the wrong way, man." "I gotta stop by my place and pick up some college application forms for Cassidy." "Cassidy's in college?" "Hello." "Man, seems like just yesterday she was rolling around in front of the TV with a cookie in her mouth." "Wait a minute, that was Inger." "It was yesterday." "Wow." "I'm glad those lazy bastards fixed the elevator." "WHITNEY:" "Hi." "Wow, cool!" "Pinball!" "Where'd this come from?" "You didn't know?" "Hi, son." "Hi." "Got it out of the basement at Three Oaks." "Since Arnie Buelow cracked a hundred thousand," "I swore I'd top him." "DOMINGUEZ:" "So where does Arnie Buelow practice now?" "As of last week, St. Peter." "But, no one else was using it, so I gave 'em a hundred bucks for it." "If you don't want me to have it, I'll take it back." "Oh, no, no, I don't care." "I was just thinking that, you now, you got Whitney here, you ought to take advantage of her." "I would." "She won't let me." "No, no, Nick, I didn't mean that." "I meant you ought to get out and about." "You know, uh, hell, I thought you were crazy about seeing that Enola Gay exhibit down at the museum." "Saw it already." "Well, there's always the zoo." "Oh, we went to the zoo." "Wednesday." "Well, I guess you guys are on top of it then." "(pinball bells ringing)" "Uh, did Lisa leave some papers here for me?" "Yes." "If you want to get him to stop," "I can probably do it." "How would you do that?" "Well, if I told you, you wouldn't need me, would you?" "Well, then you better not tell me." "(chuckles)" "(Bridges guffawing)" "You're dreaming, bubba." "She's my dad's nurse." "Uh-huh." "She is." "Okay, man." "Hey, look, if you want me to believe that she's your dad's nurse and discount all my cop instincts and everything my eyes tell me and believe it-- hey, I have the technology to do it." "Good." "I didn't say she wasn't cute." "WOMAN:" "You can't go in there!" "Oh, sorry, Tommy." "Uh, I guess your secretary didn't hear us knock." "This desk is a Jean-Yves Clarent original." "It cost more than you make in a year." "In a year, huh?" "You need a second gig, bubba." "Hmm, I guess so." "Hey, you know what I could do?" "I could start charging 15 grand a head for every new police recruit I bring in." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Hey, that could add up." "Yeah, it could." "What do you want?" "We got your buddy Jong downtown in lockup." "So we thought we'd just stop by and, uh, see if you had anything to say before we offer him an immunity deal." "Do you know what Chen Mo is?" "Yeah." "The Italians call it Omerta." "The code of silence." "Mm." "A mafioso would tell you his boss's name, who he's garroted, where his grandmother hides her rosary beads before Jong would admit to you the color of his own eyes." "Wow." "You guys are tough, huh?" "Well, look, we gotta run." "But we'll be back." "I doubt it." "Oh, uh, I almost forgot." "I replaced your lock, Luck." "Jean-Yves Clarent original." "Yes, "Workingman's Dead."" "My goodness, Sunshine, you are kind of a Dead Head, aren't ya?" "Don't go fishing." "We're just talking here." "Yeah, while you run my prints through the FBI." "I'm not running your prints through the FBI." "I got people for that." "They won't find anything." "Mm." "I remember the first time the Airplane played Fillmore." "Oh, I got such a big crush on Grace Slick that night." "I was in high school." "You... you didn't catch that show, did you?" "What makes you think I was even around?" "Yeah, I'll call you back." "Nash, I think I have a line on Sunshine." "I asked her a trick question:" "If she saw Airplane with Grace Slick the first time they played Filmore." "And?" "Grace wasn't with them yet." "Signe Anderson was their vocalist then." "This girl owns all their albums, man." "She had to know." "And she thought if she corrected you, it would tip you to what, that she lived here in the '60s?" "Yeah, if the reason she needed an alias took place right here in that era." "Hi, sis." "Hi." "Harv, I think you're on to something." "Stay with it." "Mm-hmm." "We got counts on David Chung for assault with a deadly weapon, possession of an unlicensed handgun, and felony public endangerment." "All of which you want the D.A. to ignore." "He can tie Tommy Luck to the people smuggling." "And that's worth immunity." "If you can tie it up with hard evidence." "I can, and I will." "Send David over to the courthouse this afternoon." "I'll handle it." "(quietly):" "Hey, Harv." "Can I talk to you for a minute?" "Your lips aren't moving." "It's Lisa." "As in Bridges?" "Shh." "Have you ever seen her in her chef's whites?" "She's absolutely radiant." "Like a heat lamp?" "No, no, it's more, it's more like... like the sun and the moon." "You get all that from a white cotton uniform, huh?" "Oh, yeah, that, and plus a couple glasses of wine, yeah." "What happened?" "Well, you see, she was working at the mayor's party, right?" "And, uh, I mean, we were talking, and-and we were flirting, and..." "And, uh?" "Nothing happened." "Nothing as in nothing?" "Well... a little less than that, but I think a little bit more." "(grunts):" "Yeah." "Oh, boy." "Gotta go." "Here's what throws me." "A guy like Evan goes on a security duty, spends two minutes shmoozing with Lisa Bridges" "Nash's ex." "Nash Bridges, Acting Lieutenant of SIU." "And next thing you know, he's got a full-on romance going with her." "THERAPIST:" "A full-on romance?" "Yeah, that's what I hear." "Sounds like you're envious." "Envious?" "Nah." "You know that scene in Star Wars where the sand creature takes a thousand years to digest a guy?" "That's humane compared to what Nash would do if he caught Evan sleeping with his ex." "What's bothering you?" "Well..." "Okay, here's what's bothering me." "Evan's a good guy." "I work with him every day, okay?" "I got no problem with that." "But he's not half the cop I am." "I mean, what do I have to do, paint a picture on my forehead?" "Hey, look at me!" "Maybe you should." "It's because I'm not a kick-in-the-door type of guy." "I'm a head guy." "Does Inspector Bridges ever express his appreciation for your work?" "That's what I'm saying." "I'm not sure he realizes what I do." "Does that sound petty?" "I think I'd like to recommend we book a weekly appointment." "How are Fridays for you?" "CARSON:" "Hey, Nash, finally some action." "Luck's on the phone yelling." "Uh, something about Chinese in a sweatshop." "Yeah, it looks like he's gonna try and move them." "Did you get the number he called?" "Yeah, and I ran it for the address." "231 Mariposa." "Not far from you." "I'll meet you there." "We got some action on Luck." "(people speaking Chinese)" "Be careful." "Let me help you with your things." "Wai-Po!" "Wai-Po!" "You confuse me with someone else." "Uh... (speaking Chinese)" "(speaking Chinese)" "(woman screaming)" "(speaking Chinese)" "WOMAN:" "What happened?" "(indistinct crowd chatter)" "(gate squeaking)" "15 grand apiece, huh?" "I guess this is his idea of a luxury hotel." "Uh-oh, something tells me they just checked out." "CARSON:" "Right about that." "You ought to see this place." "Four bunks and four sewing machines per room." "And no maid service." "Luck's a bigger cheese than what we thought, huh?" "Takes their money, brings them over, makes them live and work in his sweatshop." "Geez." "Oh, man." "That's not all he does." "(indistinct, overlapping chatter)" "You sure you're up for this?" "OFFICER (in distance):" "All right, I'm gonna need a couple extra spools to tape off the entire roof area." "This is not my mother." "(sighs)" "Ron, take David over to the courthouse." "We'll find your parents." "OFFICER (in distance):" "We're gonna need some extra help on that." "Evan?" "Yes, sir." "Any word on the State Department?" "Uh, yeah, Jim Buddrus is standing by for a video net conference;" "I got it all hooked up." "BRIDGES:" "Good." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Internet video conferencing!" "Brave new world, bubba." "Thanks." "(beep)" "(computer beeps)" "Nash, my friend." "How's the handicap?" "(laughs)" "The sticks are in the closet, bubba." "No time." "Well, you guessed right." "David Chung was at Tiananmen." "At the time, his parents were publishers of a dissident newsletter." "And now?" "They're dead." "The regional party leader, a guy named Wai-Po, had them executed." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Well, if they're dead, who's David after?" "BRIDGES:" "Joe." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Why do I know that face?" "BRIDGES:" "His picture was in that newspaper that we pulled out of David's backpack." "Right." "What else have you got on this guy Wai-Po, Jim?" "Well, he was forced from power a few months ago." "Disappeared." "There's a king's ransom on his head in China." "All right, buddy, thanks a lot." "Hey, it's what I do." "Thanks." "Bubba, we've been had." "THERAPIST:" "Why do you think you tried to seduce your boss's ex-wife?" "Have you seen her?" "She's hot." "You just said she isn't your type." "Well, she isn't." "She's more Nash's type, you know." "Personally, I, uh, prefer brunettes." "So, you're trying to be like Nash on the job, and now in your love life, too." "Is that what you're saying?" "Well, Nash..." "Nash is like my mentor, right?" "And, uh, you know, he's a great cop." "Why wouldn't I want to be like him?" "What's wrong with just being who you are?" "Well, nothing, but people say" "I'm like Nash was, you know, 20 years ago, so..." "You want to live up to the legend." "Are you saying I have a problem?" "You tell me." "Inspector." "Time to come clean," "Cynthia." "Cynthia?" "I'm sorry." "Your friends in the SDS-- they called you, uh, Cindy, right?" "Cindy Rochlin." "The Feds had a fatal '73 draft board bombing." "Funny thing being that they didn't know it was unsolved." "Till you had them check it out." "Them and about a hundred others." "Your fingerprints matched ones on the crime scene." "That was 23 years ago." "You know what my part in that bombing was?" "To make sure no one got hurt." "I watched that building's routine six nights in a row." "(voice breaking):" "Somehow I missed that security guard." "I saw his picture in the paper the next day." "He had such a pleasant face." "Give me a minute." "A minute." "Honey, you didn't miss him." "You didn't miss him." "His wife told the police they had a fight that night." "He slept in that draft board because of a fight with his wife." "It was a mistake." "He wasn't supposed to be there." "(sighs)" "Oh, my God." "(mutters)" "Come on." "Come on." "Oh, boy, I wish I'd met you years ago." "(elevator bell dings)" "Hi." "The docket's backed up today." "Your arraignment's postponed till tomorrow." "Inspector Bridges said I'd be free to go today." "Sorry" " I'll try to get you out of here first thing in the morning." "Gus, David'll be spending the night in our beautiful courthouse suites, okay?" "Tomorrow, I promise." "Gus, have you seen Judge Fernandez?" "He asked me to drop these off in his chambers." "(pinball machine bells dinging)" "(clacking, dinging)" "Nick?" "(clacking, dinging)" "Nick?" "What?" "What's the matter, son?" "It's 3:30 in the morning, Nick." "What are you doing up?" "(clacking)" "Wait a minute." "We're not going fishing?" "That's not today, is it?" "No, we're not going fishing." "(sighs)" "Nick, we have got to work out our schedules." "Come on." "Ever since you were a tyke, you could sleep through an atomic blast." "What's troubling you?" "Oh, we got this Chinese kid that's looking for his parents." "I found this woman." "She was dead." "Thought it might be his mother." "It turned out it wasn't, but..." "Something funny." "He..." "He barely reacted to the dead body." "Well, not everybody wears their emotions on their sleeve." "Yeah." "What he's got up his sleeve is what bothers me." "(clacking)" "(bells dinging)" "Get some sleep soon." "All right." "(clacking and clanging)" "WOMAN:" "D.A.'s office." "Stacy Bridges." "No, I'm sorry, she's not in her office." "Well, can you find her for me?" "Hey, Lise." "Hi." "I'm here to see Nash." "Right." "I gotta pick up some papers for Cassidy's college application." "Right, right, look, about the other night," "I mean, I-I just thought that..." "I think I know what you were thinking, yes." "But..." "No." "Right, right." "Uh..." "Oh, you forgot this in the kitchen." "It's been a long time since someone with a rented bow tie came on to me." "EVAN:" "Well, I've been working towards, you know, full ownership, but, uh, I think next time I'll just be leasing." "(laughing)" "Very cool." "(Lisa giggling)" "(giggling)" "See ya." "Thanks." "Hi, Lise." "Hi, you look busy." "Yeah, well..." "You sign the forms?" "Uh, yeah." "Anything I need to know?" "No." "I'll see ya later." "Bye." "Bye." "Stacy?" "Nash, there's been a screw-up." "I just found out." "David's gone." "Somehow he got away last night." "The bailiff thought I still had him." "What?" "How?" "What's up?" "David gave Stacy the slip." "I'm sorry, Nash." "Ah, don't worry about it." "He had us all fooled." "Let me know if there's anything I can do." "All right, thanks, sis." "Later." "Let's start with his apartment." "(hard rock playing over headphones)" "(door slams) Hello." "You're supposed to be watching the window." "Don't worry, I got my eye on him." "All quiet and no sign of Luck." "I brought you a latte-- nonfat with vanilla." "You remembered." "Yeah." "CARSON:" "What the hell...?" "!" "What is it?" "It's David Chung." "What's he saying?" "He wants to know where the sweatshop workers are." "Nash, it's David Chung." "He's at Luck's office." "Okay." "Sit tight, we're on our way." "We're waiting for Nash, right?" "No time." "CARSON:" "He's bailing now." "Police!" "Freeze!" "(distorted, echoing):" "Greg, get down!" "(echoing grunt)" "(echoing yell)" "(indistinct chatter)" "Thanks." "Greg's going to be okay." "Wake me up, Nash." "Tell me this isn't happening." "Bryn, do not second- guess yourself." "Why not?" "Everybody else does." "I'll talk to her later." "(sighs)" "That'd be good." "You think Luck's going to try and kill David?" "Yep, as soon as he figures out what David knows." "Then we got to find him." "So far, all we got are his two henchman." "One's not talking, the other one's dead." "Moe doesn't know that Curly is not talking." "Nash, man, Curly's dead." "What?" "Anybody ever tell you you're really ugly?" "No, I mean it, I mean butt-ugly." "Okay, have it your way." "Don't say anything loud..." "Thanks, Ronnie." "Hiya, Moe." "Want a cigarette?" "What's he doing here?" "Bring me a cigarette, will you?" "Oh, Curly over there-- according to him," "Tommy Luck was never near the docks." "(chuckling):" "Hell, he's laying the whole smuggling operation on you." "All right, now start at the beginning, okay?" "Enough of that Chen Mo crap, huh, bubba?" "It's his word or yours." "If you want to take the fall for Tommy Luck, that's up to you." "Look, uh, you want to send out for some Chinese food?" "I'm thinking..." "you'd better tell me where Tommy's hiding those boat people, or your friend there is going to bury you." "Old tunnels under Grant Street in Chinatown." "How do I get in?" "There's a vacant store, west side of the street, between Pacific and Jackson." "Go down in front." "Good boy." "Joe?" "!" "Yeah?" "Yeah, okay." "I want my lawyer!" "Smoking, it's bad for you." "Um, excuse me, could you tell me how to get" "Why don't you get lost?" "(grunting)" "Watch your feet." "(alarm chirps)" "(man groaning, handcuffs clicking)" "(thud, groan)" "(speaking Chinese)" "I have money set aside in a Swiss account." "More than the Chinese Government will pay me to smuggle you back?" "I didn't think so." "So, Wai-Po, you must've been pretty clever to escape, huh?" "Good." "I hear the new ruling party leader sent half the Red Army out looking for you." "I guess you're not too clever for me, huh?" "Freeze!" "Police!" "BRIDGES:" "Put it down!" "David!" "BRIDGES:" "David, don't." "I have to." "For my parents." "I'm sorry." "David, this isn't going to bring your parents back." "What did they do to you?" "Tell me!" "(speaking Chinese) I did what I was told." "Nobody told you to kill them!" "David..." "It's done." "Let whatever happens to this guy be on somebody else's conscience-- come on." "DOMINGUEZ:" "Come on, up we go." "Come on, you're all right." "WHITNEY:" "A little harder." "(pinball machine clacking)" "No, no, with, with your hip, with your hip." "Nudge it!" "Scoop it!" "Great!" "Great!" "NICK:" "I can't look up." "How am I doing?" "Uh, you got about 85,000 and change there." "All right." "You're doing great!" "I'm not going to make it." "You're going to make it, Nick, you're going to make it." "Come to papa!" "I got it!" "I did it!" "(bell dinging)" "I broke the record!" "Hallelujah!" "Thank you, Whitney." "Thank you." "Congratulations, Nick." "What did you do, Nick?" "I broke the record." "I never have to play this damn thing again." "Good night." "You taught him that?" "Yeah..." "Yeah, sure, it was the only way, uh..." "He had to get the record, right?" "Hmm." "So you play?" "I play." "How good are you?" "Very." "I'll bet." "THERAPIST:" "What is your relationship like with the people that work for you?" "Good." "No problems?" "We have issues." "But we generally work through them." "I respect them and I think they respect me." "You were involved in a shooting yesterday." "You killed a man." "I killed a man, yes." "I also saved another man's life." "Do you want to talk about it?" "What's to talk about?" "You tell me." "(sighs)" "Tommy Luck was a bad man." "And his children will no longer have a father." "And I did that." "Like I said..." "He was a bad man." "Then I went home to my father." "And that's a whole nother story." "Your father lives with you?" "Yeah, he's great." "(chuckling)" "He got this, uh, pinball machine, and, uh... (laughing) he woke me up the other morning about 3:30 in the morning, playing the damn thing." "What a pain in the ass!" "At the time." "But I look back on it now and... it's a fond memory." "Did you tell your dad what happened to you yesterday?" "Nah, I spare him the details." "What?" "I get the feeling that you show a lot of concern for other people's feelings, but you haven't told me yet how you feel." "How do you feel?" "Can you tell me how you feel, Inspector?"