Hawk's Vengeance (1996) - full transcript

[ PANTING ]

[ PANTING ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

SHIT!

AAH!

TELL THE SKINHEAD THANKS
FOR A JOB WELL DONE.

MY PLEASURE.

THERE'S A LITTLE BONUS
FOR YOU.

IF YOU'RE GONNA PLAY WITH GUNS,
SOMEBODY'S GONNA GET HURT.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]



HERE YOU GO, DUQUESNE --

YOUR HALF
OF THE SKINHEAD'S MONEY.

OKAY,
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

[ HORNS HONKING ]

BLADE AND DUQUESNE.

Garr: Okay.
Send them in.

REPORT.

UH, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED,
SIR.

THE COP'S HISTORY.

THANK YOU.

GOODBYE.

HERE! MOVE! COME ON!
COME HERE! MOVE IT!

[ SIREN BLARING,
WOMAN SCREAMING ]

Man: DROP YOUR WEAPONS!



I REPEAT --
PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS!

WE'VE GOT
THE PLACE SURROUNDED!

YOU STAY BACK!
I'LL KILL HIM!

I SWEAR,
I'LL KILL HIM!

[ SCREAMS ]

COME HERE!

DO NOT HARM THE HOSTAGES!

HEY!

YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME!

GET BACK
OR I'LL KILL HIM!

QUIT SQUIRMING!

GET DOWN!

DO NOT DO ANYTHING RASH!

YOU MUST SURRENDER AT ONCE!

WATCH THE WINDOWS!
WATCH THE WINDOWS!

THERE ARE NO ALTERNATIVES!

YOU WILL NEVER
GET AWAY WITH THIS!

STUPID POLITICIAN,
ALL YOU DO IS TAL!

LET'S SEE HOW WELL
YOU TALK WITHOUT A TONGUE!

[ GUNSHOT ]

[ SCREAMS ]

COME ON!

WATCH YOUR BACK!

COME ON!

[ SCREAMS ]

SHE'S HIT!

COME ON!

[ LAUGHING ]

SHE'S SUCH A HAM.

[ BUZZER ]

I HATE TO TELL YOU,
BUT THEY DON'T GIVE OSCARS

FOR TRAINING FILMS.

OH, THANK YOU. OOH!

OKAY, BOYS,
LISTEN UP.

THE MISTAKE
THAT WAS MADE HERE

WAS THAT WHEN OUR MAN REED
DISARMED TANGO ONE,

BUT HE TURNED HIS BACK
ON THE SITUATION,

ALLOWING HIMSELF
TO BE BLINDSIDED.

THIS IS PRETTY MUCH
HOW IT SHOULD HAVE GONE DOWN.

UH, SERGEANT GILL, PLEASE?

IF I MAY.

OKAY,
AFTER REED DISARMED TANGO,

HE SHOULD'VE PRESSED
THE ADVANTAGE,

KEEPING HIM OFF-BALANCE,

[ GRUNTING ]

PUTTING HIM IN A SITUATION
WHERE HE COULD EITHER KILL HIM,

USE HIM AS A SHIELD,

AND TO VIEW THE SITUATION
AROUND HIM.

ECONOMY OF MOVEMENT
IS THE KEY

TO THESE CLOSE-QUARTERS
SITUATIONS.

Director: CUT!

[ EXHALES SLOWLY ]

THAT'S A PRINT.

GOOD JOB.

THANKS.

ALL RIGHT, GOOD JOB, GUYS.
CHEERS.

THANKS, BUDDY.
YOU WORK FAST.

[ LAUGHS ]

YOU LIKE THAT?

OKAY, 7:00 AT THE DOG & HOUN.
I'LL BE THERE.

ALL RIGHT.

SQUAD!

AT EASE, GENTLEMEN.

[ INHALES DEEPLY ]

CAPTAIN MACKENZIE.

CAPTAIN KELLY...

WHAT'S WRONG?

IT'S, UH...

IT'S ABOUT
YOUR STEPBROTHER.

YOU'RE ERIC?

I'M VERONIQUE.

I WAS SEEING
YOUR BROTHER.

[ SIGHS SOFTLY ]

I'M VERY SORRY.

EXCUSE ME.

DID SHE SAY SHE WAS
SEEING YOUR BROTHER?

UH, YEAH, SHE DID.

EXCUSE ME.

WHAT?

I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU BEFORE
IN MY LIFE.

ERIC?

I'M MICHAEL DURKE.

SOLDIER'S LIEUTENANT.

NICE TO MEET YOU.

I WISH WE WOULD HAVE
MET UNDER...

UNDER PLEASANT CIRCUMSTANCES.

YEAH, I KNOW.
WELL, THANK YOU FOR COMING.

THIS IS
DETECTIVE ELIZABETH HAMPTON.

SHE WAS
SOLDIER'S PARTNER.

I'M SO SORRY.
IF THERE'S ANYTHING I CAN DO...

UH, COULD I TALK TO YOU
FOR A MINUTE?

UM...SURE.

OF COURSE.

EXCUSE US?

YEAH.

SO, YOU WERE
SOLDIER'S PARTNER.

THAT'S RIGHT.

MIND IF I ASK YOU
A QUESTION?

GO AHEAD.

WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU
THE NIGHT MY BROTHER WAS KILLED?

[ SIGHS ]
HE WAS SUSPENDED.

HALF THE TIME HE WAS MY PARTNER,
HE WAS ON SUSPENSION.

HOW...

HOW WAS I TO KNOW
WHAT HE WAS...

I'M SORRY.

PLEASE UNDERSTAND, I'VE BEEN
A LITTLE UPSET LATELY.

OH, IT'S...

IT'S OKAY.
I FEEL THE SAME WAY.

SOLDIER WAS LIKE
A BROTHER TO ME, TOO.

YEAH,
THAT SOUNDS LIKE SOLDIER.

DETECTIVE HAMPTON,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED?

WELL...YOU KNOW ABOUT AS MUCH
AS WE DO RIGHT NOW.

NO WITNESSES.

PRELIMINARY
CORONER'S REPORT SAYS

THAT THERE WAS
JUST ONE KILLER.

AT LEAST SOLDIER TOOK
THE MOTHER WITH HIM.

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL
WAS HE DOING

IN AN ALLEY
IN CHINATOWN ANYWAY?

CAN'T TALK HERE.

OKAY.

UH, HOW ABOUT WE GET TOGETHER
FOR SOME COFFEE LATER?

I DON'T DO COFFEE.

BAD FOR MY ULCER.

[ CHUCKLES SOFTLY ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
BLUES MUSIC PLAYING ]

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

AND BOURBON'S GOOD
FOR YOU ULCER?

SCREW IT.
IT'S BEEN A CRAPPY DAY.

SO, THE POLICE ARE LOOKING
INTO THIS, RIGHT?

YEAH. OF COURSE.

LISTEN, ERIC, I --

HAWK.

PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE
CALLS ME HAWK.

NICKNAME.

AND WHO DO YOU WATCH OVER?

[ CHUCKLES ]

RIGHT NOW, NO ONE.

SO, YOU'RE AWARE
OF THE BA WONG GANG?

WHAT'S THAT, AN ORGY?

UH, NO.

BA WONG IS A CHINATOWN GANG.

THE RUTHLESS MASTERS.

MOSTLY THEY PROTECT THEIR OWN

FROM ALL THE OTHER GANGS
BREATHING DOWN THEIR NECKS,

IN PARTICULAR,
THE DEATH SKULLS.

DEATH SKULLS?

WOLF PACK. SKINHEADS.

FASCIST WHITE-SUPREMACIST
BASTARDS. [ SIGHS ]

SOME OF THE BA WONG
HAVE GONE MISSING

OVER THE PAST COUPLE
OF WEEKS.

WE THINK THE SKINHEADS
ARE INVOLVED, BUT...

[ MAN WOLF-WHISTLES ]

OF COURSE,
NO ONE'S TALKING.

AND, UH, WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH THE SUSPENSION?

SOLDIER HUNG
ONE OF THE SKINHEADS

OUT OF A FIVE-STORY WINDOW,

TRYING TO GET HIM TO TALK.

SHOULD'VE FUCKING DROPPED HIM.

[ PITCHER CLATTERS ]

WILL YOU EXCUSE ME
A MINUTE, DETECTIVE?

LIZZIE.

EVERYONE CALLS ME LIZZIE.

LIZZIE,
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

GENTLEMEN, I COULDN'T HELP BUT
NOTICE YOU WERE SALUTING ME...

AND UNDOUBTEDLY THINKING
OF CAUSING SOME TROUBLE.

WELL, I JUST WANT TO ASSURE YOU
THAT IF YOU DO,

I WILL LEAVE YOU CRIPPLED
AND TOOTHLESS.

NOW, I DON'T WANT TO RUIN
EITHER OF OUR NIGHTS,

SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST
DO THE RIGHT THING?

HAVE A COUPLE OF COLD BEERS
AND CHILL OUT.

BARTENDER...

ANOTHER ROUND FOR THE BOYS.

IT'S ON ME.

I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

UH, THAT WAS INCREDIBLE.

YOUR BROTHER WOULD'VE
BEATEN THE SHIT OUT OF THEM.

YEAH, WELL, I'VE HEARD
ABOUT HIS LEGAL BILLS.

THEY LIKE TO SUE
HERE IN THE STATES.

BARTENDER.
ANOTHER ROUND, PLEASE.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

YOU CAN ASK.

ARE YOU MARRIED?

DIVORCED.

AND THE NEXT THING
YOU WANT TO KNOW IS,

WAS THERE ANYTHING GOING ON
BETWEEN ME AND SOLDIER, RIGHT?

YEAH.

WELL,
EVERYBODY THOUGHT THAT.

IF HE'D EVER JUST DROP
THE "LOVER BOY" BIT,

I MIGHT HAVE
CONSIDERED IT.

YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Shit.

I'LL TEACH YOU
TO EMBARRASS ME.

JUST WAIT HERE.

COME ON, FELLAS.

WE'RE ALL FRIENDS HERE,
RIGHT?

DAMN IT.

I THOUGHT YOU SAID
YOU DIDN'T WANT LAWSUITS.

NO WITNESSES.

RIDE HOME?

NO, THANKS.

I FEEL LIKE WALKING.

SURE.
WHERE CAN WE REACH YOU?

NOW THE FUNERAL'S OVER,

I'M GONNA CHECK OUT
OF THE HOTEL, SO, UH...

ONCE I GET THE KEYS,
I'LL STAY AT SOLDIER'S AWHILE,

JUST UNTIL I CAN GET
THINGS SQUARED AWAY.

LISTEN...

DON'T GO GETTING
ANY FUNNY IDEAS

ABOUT CHECKING INTO
THIS MESS YOURSELF.

[ SIGHS ] ME?

NOW, WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?

YOU'RE YOUR BROTHER'S
BROTHER.

[ SIGHS SOFTLY ]

AAH!

[ GRUNTING ]

AAH!

[ PANTING ]

I'M FINE, THANKS.
HOW ARE YOU?

LOOKS LIKE WE FOUND YOUR
MISSING CHINESE GANG MEMBER.

70-YEAR-OLD WOMAN ON A CHARTER
REELED IN THE BODY.

NEEDLESS TO SAY,
SHE WON THE POOL. [ LAUGHS ]

GOT AN I.D.?

NO, NOT YET.
ASIAN. 5'9", 150.

DOC...

DOC SATTLER,
DETECTIVE HAMPTON.

DOCTOR.

PLEASURE, DETECTIVE.

CARE FOR A LOOK
AT THE CATCH OF THE DAY?

I SUPPOSE.

OH.

SORRY, I FORGOT.
I MOVED THINGS AROUND A BIT.

THIS GUY WAS DRAWN,
QUARTERED,

AND NEATLY PACKAGED
IN A COMPACT LITTLE BUNDLE.

THEY MUST HAVE
WEIGHTED HIM DOWN,

BUT SOMEHOW
HIS BODY GOT LOOSE.

LOOK AT HIS GUT.

SHARK SMORGASBORD.
ORGANS ALL GONE.

BA WONG TATTOO.

LOOK, FIRST OF ALL...

TELL ME WHO YOU ARE

AND WHAT THE HELL
YOU'RE DOING HERE.

HEY, SCREW YOU, MAN.
I LIVE HERE.

COME AGAIN?

OKAY, I DON'T
REALLY LIVE HERE.

BUT SOLDIER WAS LETTING ME
CRASH FOR A WHILE, MAN.

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU,
ANYWAY?

I'M HIS STEPBROTHER.

OH.

YOU'RE THE GUY
IN THE PICTURE.

I'M SORRY.

[ SIGHS ]

SO, HOW DO YOU KNOW SOLDIER?

[ SIGHS ]

MY BROTHER.

LIPING.

THEY GRABBED HIM, MAN.

FUCKING SKINHEADS.

ABOUT A WEEK AGO.

HE TOLD US
NOT TO TALK TO THE COPS.

BUT I KNEW SOLDIER WAS COOL.

SO I FILLED HIM IN.

HE WAS LETTING ME CRASH
WHILE HE CHECKED THINGS OUT.

HEY, MAN...

HOW ABOUT UNTYING ME?

[ SIGHS ]

[ GROANS ]

SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

LIPO. LIPO CHUNG.

NAME'S HAWK.

HAWK.

YOU FIGHT PRETTY GOOD.

YOU'RE JUST LUCKY
YOU DIDN'T PULL ANY OF
THAT KUNG-FU SHIT ON ME.

HEY...

THAT'S A RACIST STATEMENT,
MAN.

JUST 'CAUSE I'M ASIAN,
I KNOW KUNG FU?

YOU THINK, LIKE, EVERY FUCKING
CHINESE GUY IN THE WORLD

IS LIKE BRUCE LEE, RIGHT?

AH-SO! OH!

OKAY, I'M SORRY, ALL RIGHT?
I DIDN'T MEAN ANYTHING BY IT.

I'M JUST
RAGGING ON YOU, MAN.

LISTEN, I'M THINKING
OF CHECKING INTO
SOLDIER'S DEATH MYSELF.

COULD YOU, UH,
TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADE?

YOON?

[ CHUCKLES ]
HE'LL EAT YOU ALIVE, ROUND-EYE.

[ CHUCKLES ]

DON'T BE
CALLING ME THAT, OKAY?

[ LAUGHS ]

HEH.

[ GRUNTS ]

REPORT.

NOT A GOOD WEEK.

OUTCALL, NUMBERS,
AND MUNITIONS ALL TOOK HITS.

THE FRONT STREET MERCHANTS
ARE ORGANIZING AGAINST
THE PROTECTION MONEY.

JOJO'S HEADING DOWN
WITH A BASEBALL BAT

TO IMPRESS THEM
WITH OUR POINT OF VIEW.

THEY GOT A NEW CAPTAIN
DOWN AT THE 63rd.

LOOKS LIKE A REAL GO-GETTER.
TOUGH NUT TO CRACK.

TOOK A HEAVY HIT
ON NUMBERS.

7 AND 13 BOTH CAME UP.

WE LOST 80,
MAYBE 90 GRAND.

BUT THE ROBBERY
AT AL'S GUN SHOP
WENT WITHOUT A HITCH.

AAH!

AND BIO? FORGET IT.
WE'VE YET TO SHOW A PROFIT.

THE COSTS OF RUNNING THE
OPERATION ARE OUT OF CONTROL.

EQUIPMENT, MAINTENANCE,
PERSONNEL --

GOING THROUGH THE ROOF.

AND BUSINESS IS SLOW.

AAH!

AAH!

WHAT AM I DOING THIS FOR,
MY HEALTH?

[ SIGHS ]

Duquesne: Excuse me, Mr. Gar.
Mr. Siegel's here.

SEND HIM RIGHT UP.

Right away, sir.

I GOT A FEELING
THIS SIEGEL

COULD TURN THIS BIO THING
AROUND FOR US.

THIS COULD BE
A REAL OPPORTUNITY, BLADE.

SIEGEL CONTROLS
THE SOUTHEAST.

IN MIAMI,
THEY CALL HIM THE KING.

THE KING OF CRIME.

[ SIGHS ]

HE CAN HELP US ALL RIGHT,
BLADE.

BUT REMEMBER...

WE SCREW UP
WITH SIEGEL...

[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]

COME IN.

[ DOOR OPENS ]

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.

[ COUGHING ]

[ CLEARS THROAT ]

THE WORD IS
THAT YOU CAN HELP ME.

IT WOULD BE AN HONOR,
MR. SIEGEL.

BUT ACCORDING TO THIS,
YOU'RE ONE RARE BIRD.

I'LL GIVE YOU $1 MILLION.

I'M WORTH A MILLION DOLLARS,
AIN'T I, SWEETIE?

[ CHUCKLES ]

HUNDRED THOU DOWN.

YOU HAVE THE MERCHANDISE
FOR ME WITHIN A WEEK.

YOU DON'T DELIVER,

YOU WON'T NEED MONEY
WHERE YOU'LL BE GOING.

[ CHUCKLES ]

SO...DEAL?

DEAL.

NO, DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME.

I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU BEEN.

THE LAST THING I NEED IS
A GODDAMN VIRUS OR SOMETHING.

DUQUESNE, ESCORT OUR GUEST
TO THE OFFICE,

AND, UH, WE'LL ARRANGE
HIS AGREEMENT.

YES, SIR, MR. GARR.

[ SIGHS DEEPLY ]

GET CLAY ON THE LINE.

WE'RE GONNA NEED
A FEW MORE ROUNDUPS.

YES, SIR.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
LAUGHTER ]

SO, YOU'RE
THE COP'S BROTHER, HUH?

YOU LOOK LIKE HIM.

BUT, THEN, ALL YOU ROUND-EYES
LOOK ALIKE TO ME.

SO, YOON, WHAT CAN YOU TELL ME
ABOUT THE DEATH SKULLS?

FUCKERS ARE ON
THE WARPATH, MAN.

THEY GOT THESE GUNS --

LIKE BEING CLOCKED
BY TYSON -- BAM!

KNOCK YOU DOWN...

BUT DON'T KILL YOU.

THEN WHEN YOU'RE STUNNED,
THEY KIDNAP YOUR ASS.

WHY?

MAN, IF I KNEW THAT...

BUT I'LL TELL YOU THIS --

THOSE BALD SON OF A BITCHES
ARE GOING DOWN.

I JUST FOUND OUT
WHERE THEIR NEW DEN IS.

[ WOMEN SCREAMING ]

IT'S KHAN!

BROAD FUCKING DAYLIGHT!

THAT DOES IT.

EVERY ONE OF THOSE BASTARDS
ARE GONNA BURN TONIGHT.

HOLD ON A SECOND, YOON.

LOOK, I KNOW YOU'RE UPSET,
BUT IF YOU GO CHARGING IN THERE,

A LOT OF PEOPLE
ARE GONNA GET KILLED,

AND YOU'RE NOT GONNA BE
ANY CLOSER TO FINDING OUT
WHAT'S GOING ON

OR WHAT'S HAPPENED
TO YOUR MISSING BOYS.

YOU GOT
ANY BETTER IDEAS?

[ WOMEN WHIMPERING ]

YEAH.

THIS IS SOLDIER'S GEAR.

THERE MUST BE
SOMETHING HERE WE CAN USE.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

NOW WHAT, ROUND-EYE?

WE'LL GO TO
THE DEATH SKULLS' HEADQUARTERS

AND FIND OUT
WHERE YOUR BOYS ARE.

DO YOU KNOW
A GOOD COSTUME SHOP?

WHERE DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE GOING?

I'M GOING WITH YOU.

I THINK THEY MIGHT SMELL
A RAT, SLANT-EYE.

KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

YOU HOLD ON TO THIS
JUST IN CASE.

MAN, THIS IS STUPID.

THERE'S NO WAY
THEY'RE GONNA LET YOU IN.

WOULD YOU RELAX?

JUST WATCH.
YOU MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING.

IF I'M NOT BACK IN TEN MINUTES,
THEN CALL THE POLICE.

FUCK YOU WANT?

FIRE INSPECTOR.

WE DON'T GOT NO FIRES
TO INSPECT.

TAKE A FUCKING HIKE!

I SAID GET LOST!

LISTEN UP, BALDY...

I DON'T THINK
YOU QUITE UNDERSTAND.

YOU CAN LET ME IN NOW,

OR I CAN COME BACK IN AN HOUR
WITH A POLICE ESCORT.

TAKES FIVE MINUTES
TO CHECK YOUR SMOKE DETECTORS.

SO WHY DON'T YOU
OPEN UP THE DOOR?

FIRE INSPECTOR.

WHAT A FUCKING JOKE.

[ MEN COUGHING ]

NOW DOES SOMEBODY
WANT TO SHOW ME WHERE
THE SMOKE DETECTOR IS?

SHOW HIM, ELWIN.

YEAH...

SHOW ME, ELWIN.

[ SIGHS ]
NOW, NOW, ELWIN.

THIS JUST WON'T DO.

NOW, THAT WASN'T SO BAD,
WAS IT, FELLAS?

SEE HOW EASY IT IS
TO COOPERATE WITH THE LAW?

HOLD IT RIGHT THERE,
YOU SMUG ASSWIPE.

PRETTY SMOOTH, HUH?

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT...

IT'S ON ME, FELLAS.

HELP YOURSELF.

YOU ALL HAVE A NICE DAY.

I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

I DON'T
FUCKING BELIEVE IT.

YOU JUST WALKED IN,
THEN WALKED OUT.

[ LAUGHS ]

STAND BY.

[ COUGHING ]

[ LAUGHTER ]

[ BEEPING ]

LOOK OVER HERE.
CHECK IT OUT.

WHAT IS IT?

WHAT'S GOING ON, MA?

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

HEY!

OH!

[ MUFFLED BREATHING ]

YOU READY?

AMAZING.

WHAT IF THEY DIDN'T
GO FOR THE CIGARS?

PUT ON A 10-MINUTE TIMER,
JUST IN CASE.

NOW, LET'S FIND YOUR MATES.

[ CAN CLATTERS ]

HEY.

CLAY.
THAT'S THEIR LEADER.

THAT'S HIS BAND.

GRINDING, HIGH-SPEED,
INDUSTRIAL HATE MUSIC.

DELIGHTFUL SHIT.

YEAH.
AND THAT'S TONIGHT.

[ COUGHS ]

WE SHOULD TORCH
THIS RATHOLE.

THAT'S A BAD SUGGESTION TO MAKE
TO A FIRE MARSHAL.

COME ON, I WANT TO GO
DROP OFF THIS OUTFIT

AND THEN SHOP SOME MORE.

YOU GO AHEAD. I'M GONNA GO
MEET UP WITH MY FRIENDS.

I'LL CATCH YOU LATER.

[ GROANS ]

SHIT. THEY GOT YOU, TOO?

YO, MAN,
YOU ALL RIGHT?

THAT DOES IT, MAN!
THAT DOES IT!

OPEN UP THIS DOOR!

CHILL OUT, LIPING.

SCREW THAT.

YOU WANT TO SIT HERE AND WAIT
FOR THEM TO GRAB YOU,

GO AHEAD.

OPEN UP THIS GODDAMN DOOR,
YOU SONS OF BITCHES!

YOU HEAR ME?!
OPEN IT!

THERE.
IT'S OPEN.

HAPPY TO OBLIGE.

EVERY SINGLE PERSON AT THE CRYPT
WAS OUT LIKE A LIGHT.

IT WAS THE FIRE INSPECTOR, MAN.
HE SET US UP.

GODDAMN FIRE INSPECTOR.

UH-HUH...

ANYTHING MISSING, CLAY?

I DON'T THINK SO.

HE MUST HAVE BEEN AFTER
THE BA WONG.

Blade: SO, WHAT DID THIS
FIRE INSPECTOR LOOK LIKE?

TALL. YOUNG.

CLEAN-CUT.

DID HE LOOK
ANYTHING LIKE THIS?

JESUS...

THAT'S HIM!

SON OF A BITCH.

IT'S KELLY'S
FUCKING BROTHER.

GODDAMN LIMEY MARINE.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

LET'S NOT PANIC.

BLADE...

DUQUESNE...

HOPE YOU GUYS DON'T HAVE
ANY PLANS FOR TONIGHT.

MAN, LOOK AT YOU.

YOU'RE AN EMBARRASSMENT
TO THE PROFESSION.

WHAT THE FUCK'S THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

YOU DON'T TAKE CARE
OF YOUR BODY.

YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT
HOW YOU DRESS, HOW YOU LOOK.

YOU PERPETUATE
THE NEGATIVE PRECONCEIVED NOTION

PEOPLE HAVE
ABOUT HIT MEN.

HEY...BLOW ME.

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,
DUQUESNE.

LET ME TELL YOU
SOMETHING THE LATE,
GREAT MILES DAVIS TOLD ME.

YOU DRESS WITH CLASS,
SHOW SOME STYLE,

AND PEOPLE
WILL RESPECT YOU.

PEOPLE ALWAYS FAVR
A WELL-DRESSED MA.

HE HAS POWER.
HE WILL SUCCEED.

YEAH.

WELL, FUCK YOU, BLADE.

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.

SOME OF US DON'T HAPPEN TO
THINK THAT THIS IS SOME...

NOBLE FUCKING HONORABLE JOB.

THAT'S BULLSHIT, MAN.

I'M JUST COUNTING THE DAYS
TILL I'M OUT OF HERE.

OUT OF HERE?
SURE.

THAT'S RIGHT.

I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT --

WONDERING WHEN I'M GONNA
CATCH A BULLET

OR GET DISMEMBERED
OR SOME SHIT.

I'M GONNA GET MY PALE WHITE ASS
DOWN TO COSTA RICA.

COSTA RICA?

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT COSTA RICA?

ABOUT THREE YEARS,
I'M GONNA HAVE ENOUGH STASHED

TO BUY A LITTLE PLACE
IN BAHíA DE CORONADO.

MY HAIR'S GONNA BE DONE
BY THEN.

AND THEN ME
AND MY NEW HAIR...

WELL...

WE'RE GONNA BE
SITTING PRETTY ON THE BEACH --

JUST SUCKING BACK THEM
FANCY-ASS BLUE-UMBRELLA DRINKS

IN THE WARM
CARIBBEAN SUNSHINE,

JUST WATCHING
THE JUGGAGE BOUNCE BY.

[ CHUCKLES ] MAN, NOW I KNOW
YOU'RE DELUSIONAL.

YOUR MIND'S ADRIFT
IN A MURKY GRAY SEA

OF FANTASY LAND.
[ SCOFFS ]

YEAH, WE'LL SEE ABOUT
THAT, NOW, WON'T WE?

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
NOW, WHERE IS THIS GUY?

[ DOOR OPENS ]

GET HIM!

AAH!

OH!

AAH! YOU --

[ SHOUTING IN DISTANCE ]

HOLD HIM STILL.

AAH!

OPEN UP!

THIS IS THE POLICE!

MOTHERFUCKER.

YOU CUT OFF MY FINGERS,
YOU RAT BASTARD.

Shut up!
Let's get out of here. Move it!

ON 10, WE'RE COMING IN!
1...

WE GOTTA FIND MY FINGERS.

COME ON!

2...3...

THEY GOT MY FINGERPRINTS
ON 'EM!

4...5...

COME ON! MOVE IT!

6...7...8...

9...10!

[ DOOR OPENS ]

HAWK!

I'M IN THE KITCHEN.

JESUS, MAN, YOU OKAY?

[ MOANS SOFTLY ]

[ GROANS ]
I NEVER FELT BETTER.

LIPO, YOUR TIMING'S
IMPECCABLE, MAN.

THANKS, BRO.

NO SWEAT.

BUT WHAT HAPPENED?

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

Aah!

I GOT JUMPED BY TWO THUGS.

THEY JUST LEFT
OUT THE BACK DOOR.

LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE'S TRYING TO
KEEP US FROM NOSING AROUND.

WHICH MEANS WE'RE
ON THE RIGHT TRACK.

THEY MUST BE INVOLVED
WITH THE SKINHEADS.

SHIT, WHAT TIME IS IT?

FUCK. 2000 HOURS.
I GOTTA GO, MAN.

GO?

WHERE THE HELL
YOU GOTTA GO?

YOU KNOW
WHERE THIS PLACE IS?

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
THEY DO, UH, CLUB ANARCHY

ABOUT TWICE A MONTH.

USUALLY IT'S
AT THIS BAR --

FLOYD'S ON WATER STREET
AND GILMORE.

I'LL SHOW YOU.

YO, SO I'M HANGING BEHIND
A DUMPSTER AGAIN OR WHAT?

I'M SORRY, MAN.

BUT I DO HAVE SOMETHING
FOR YOU TO DO.

HELL OF A MESS HERE
TO BE CLEANED UP.

I GOTTA GO.

OH, THANKS A HEAP,
YOUR MAJESTY.

MAN, YOU REALLY GET OFF
ON THIS SOLO ACTION, HUH?

YOU KNOW, YOU ARE JUST LIKE
YOUR DAMN BROTHER.

[ PUNK MUSIC PLAYS IN DISTANCE ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

WHOA, WHAT'S UP, MAN?

[ MUSIC INTENSIFIES ]

[ LAUGHTER ]

WHOO-HOO!

[ SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY ]

MAN, YOU ARE
ROCKING TONIGHT!

WELL, FUCK YOU
VERY MUCH, MAN!

HEY, TOSS ME A BREW.

GOTTA WET THE VOCAL CORDS
BEFORE THE NEXT SET, MAN.

EXCUSE ME.

YOU MIND IF I TALK
TO THE SUPERSTAR?

AND WHO THE FUCK
ARE YOU?

I'M JUST A FAN, MATE.

IT'S YOUR MUSIC.
OH, IT MOVES ME.

I KNOW YOU.

YOU'RE THE SON-OF-A-BITCH
FIRE INSPECTOR.

OH, YEAH. THE LIMEY MARINE
IN THE NEWSPAPER.

THE DEAD COP'S BROTHER.

I'M TIRED OF LOOKING
AT HIS FACE.

HEY. BEAT IT.

SCREW OFF, MAN.
WE'RE BUSY HERE.

[ LAUGHS ]

I SAID BEAT IT.
I'M A COP.

YEAH, RIGHT.
SURE YOU ARE. HA.

[ SIGHS ]

[ PANTING ]

LIPO?

I THOUGHT YOU SAID
YOU DIDN'T KNOW KUNG FU.

NO. I SAID DON'T ASSUME
I KNOW KUNG FU.

IT JUST SO HAPPENS
I KNOW SOME KUNG FU.

[ CHUCKLES ]

THANKS, MAN.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE, HUH?

[ MUSIC CONTINUES ]

WHOA, HO, HO.

SLOW DOWN, SWEET CHEEKS.
WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?

TO THE PROM.
WHERE DO YOU THINK I'M GOING?

OH, YEAH? OH, YEAH?

AND, UH,
WHAT'S THE PASSWORD?

PASSWORD.

YEAH.

OH, RIGHT. RIGHT.
PASSWORD.

YEAH.

WELL, THE PASSWORD IS...

[ GRUNTS ]

GET OUT OF MY GODDAMN FACE,

OR I'M GONNA REDEFINE
YOUR GENDER!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ PANTING ]

[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]

[ MUSIC CONTINUES ]

[ TIRES SCREECH ]

COME ON, MAN.
THEY GOT CLAY.

COME ON!

LET'S GO!

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ TIRES SCREECH ]

[ GRUNTS ]

DAMN YOU, HAWK.

OKAY, LIPO.
OUT.

WHAT?

LOOK, I APPRECIATE
THE SAVE AND ALL,

BUT I CAN'T HAVE YOU AROUND
FOR WHAT I'M ABOUT TO DO.

NOTHING PERSONAL.

BUT WE'RE IN THIS
TOGETHER, MAN.

LOOK, I'M REALLY TOUCHED.

SCOOT.

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

[ SIGHS ]

YOU MIND TELLING ME...

HOW THE HELL
I'M GONNA GET HOME?

[ GASPS, EXHALES SHARPLY ]

[ GASPING ]

IT'S ABOUT TIME
YOU WOKE UP.

HEY.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS, MAN?!

IT'S NAPALM, ACTUALLY.

NO NEED TO THANK ME.
EASY TO MAKE.

JUST A LITTLE SOAP
AND GASOLINE, REALLY.

WHEN THE CIGARETTE BURNS DOWN,
IT'LL IGNITE THE PRIMER,

WHICH WILL LIGHT UP
THE NAPALM.

I'D SAY YOU GOT TWO,
MAYBE THREE MINUTES.

JESUS CHRIST, MAN.

WHAT THE HELL
DO YOU WANT, MAN?

[ EXHALES DEEPLY ]

JUST A LITTLE INFORMATION,
MY FRIEND.

YOU TELL ME
WHAT I WANT TO KNOW,

AND I'LL PUT OUT
THAT CIGARETTE.

[ LAUGHS ]

BITE ME, YOU CHUNK
OF FUCKING DOG TURD.

I GOT NOTHING TO SAY TO YOU!

[ CRACKLING ]

[ LAUGHS ]

[ SIGHS ]

SEE YOU AROUND.

HEY.

HEY!
COME BACK HERE!

[ TRAIN PASSING ]

[ EXHALES DEEPLY ]

WHY YOU BEEN KIDNAPPING
THE BA WONG?

IT'S GARR, ALL RIGHT?

GARR WANTS 'EM.

I DON'T KNOW WHY!

HE GOES, "AS LONG AS YOU'RE
KNOCKING EACH OTHER OFF,

MIGHT AS WELL MAKE
A LITTLE MONEY OUT OF THE DEAL."

WHO THE HELL IS THIS GARR?

OH, MAN,
YOU ARE DUMB!

ELIAS T. GARR.

HE RUNS GIRLS, NUMBERS, GUNS --
YOU NAME IT, MAN.

ALL RIGHT, MOTHERFUCKER?
NOW, LET ME GO!

WHAT DOES THIS GARR WANT
WITH THE BA WONG?

WHAT IS HE, INTO WHITE SLAVERY
OR SOMETHING?

THEY'RE JUST CHINKS, MAN.
THEY AIN'T WHITE.

FUCKING JAUNDICE-YELLOW
GOOK MOTHERFUCKERS.

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU CARE
ABOUT THE BA WONG, ANYWAYS?

YOU LOOKING FOR SOME LITTLE
CHINK BOY TO SUCK YOUR DICK?

IS THAT IT?
[ SMOOCHES, LAUGHS ]

HEY, WE CAN SET YOU UP
REAL GOOD, YOU KNOW.

[ LAUGHS ]

NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME.

I'D SAY YOU GOT
ABOUT 30 SECONDS LEFT.

[ CRACKLING ]

NOW, IT'S OBVIOUS YOU KNW
WHO I AM.

SO I WANT YOU TO TELL ME

EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED
TO MY STEPBROTHER.

ANY BULLSHIT, AND YOU FRY.

NOW TALK TO ME.

GARR WANTED HIM ICED, MAN.

HE SICCED BLADE
AND DUQUESNE ON HIM.

SOLDIER WAS HOT ON OUR ASS,

SO BLADE USED ONE OF MY GUYS
AS BAIT --

SUCKERED HIM IN!

ALL RIGHT?

IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED
TO KNOW?!

OH, MAN, UNDERSTAND.

YOUR BROTHER WAS ONE NOSY
SON OF A BITCH.

HE FUCKING DESERVED IT!

MOTHERFUCKER SHOULD HAVE
JUST WALKED AWAY

INSTEAD OF WORRYING
ABOUT A FEW USELESS GOOKS.

AND YOU SHOULD FOLLOW THAT
ADVICE YOURSELF, YOU KNOW THAT?

YOU KNOW WHAT?
THAT'S A DAMN GOOD IDEA.

HEY.

HEY, WHERE YOU
GOING, MAN?

WE HAD A DEAL!

COME BACK,
YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!

[ CLAY SCREAMING ]

[ KEYS CLACKING ]

SO, MORELLI, HOW WE DOING?
ANY LUCK?

UH, NOT SO GOOD, MR. BLADE.

I'VE COMBED HALF THE DATABASES
ON THE PLANET.

THERE'S STILL NOTHING YET
FOR MR. SIEGEL.

UH, I WAS KIND OF HOPING
I COULD KNOCK OFF, YOU KNOW?

MAYBE GET SOME SLEEP
OR SOMETHING.

SURE. YOU CAN JUST TELL MR. GARR
THE BAD NEWS IN THE MORNING.

I'M SURE HE'LL UNDERSTAND...

ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING
MR. SIEGEL'S ONE-WEEK DEADLINE.

OH.
WELL, I-I'M -- I'M --

I'M SURE I CAN GET
A-A COUPLE MORE HOURS IN.

[ BOTTLES CLINKING ]

ELIAS T. GARR?

YEAH.
YOU HEARD OF HIM?

GURU GARR --

HE'S A MASTER,
FILIPINO-STYLE.

AMAZING SHIT.
BLADE AND STICK FIGHTING.

HE'S ONE OF THE BEST
IN THE WORLD.

HE WAS AWARDED
THE HONORARY TITLE OF BAI LUNG

BY MASTER YAN KONG
OF THE YEN CHEN CLAN.

THAT'S THE HIGHEST HONOR
A NON-ASIAN CAN RECEIVE.

WELL, ACCORDING TO CLAY,

GARR WAS BEHIND THE KIDNAPPINGS
AND SOLDIER'S MURDER.

YOU GOT TO CLAY?
WAY TO GO.

YEAH, BUT KEEP IT
UNDER YOUR HAT, HUH?

CLAY ALSO SAID

THAT TWO BLOKES BY THE NAME
OF BLADE AND DUQUESNE

PERFORMED THE ACTUAL MURDER.

[ SIGHS DEEPLY ]

JESUS.

YOU KNOW WHERE I CAN FIND
THIS GARR CHARACTER?

YOU DIDN'T ASK CLAY?

NO.
I DIDN'T HAVE TIME.

I'LL ASK AROUND.

[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]

[ KNOCKING CONTINUES ]

ALL RIGHT,
YOU SON OF A BITCH.

WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT THE CLUB
LAST NIGHT, HUH?

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME.

I SAW YOU, HAWK.

I SAW YOU PULLING OUT OF
THE ALLEY, CHASED BY SKINHEADS.

UM, LOOKS LIKE YOU TWO
GOT PLENTY TO DISCUSS.

SO I'LL JUST, UM, TAKE A POWDER.
HASTA.

[ SIGHS DEEPLY ]
LOOK...I DON'T KNOW.

I WAS JUST DRIVING
AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD,
MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS.

NEXT THING I KNOW,
I'M BEING CHASED
BY A BUNCH OF SKINHEADS.

SO I BOOTED OUT OF THERE.

THEY WERE SAYING
YOU SWIPED CLAY.

[ Laughing ]
WHAT? I DIDN'T EVEN SEE CLAY.

YOU NEVER SAW CLAY?

NO.

[ EXHALES DEEPLY ]

WELL, WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED HERE?

THEY SHOT AT YOU?

OH, I GOT JUMPED
BY A COUPLE OF GOONS.

UH, A TALL BLACK GUY AND...

THIS BIG, FAT WHITE GUY
WITH GLASSES AND BAD HAIR PLUGS.

AND YOU DIDN'T CONSIDER
THIS IMPORTANT ENOUGH
TO PASS ALONG TO ME?

WELL, I WAS JUST GETTING ROUND
TO IT.

ALL RIGHT.
LISTEN UP AND LISTEN GOOD.

YOU'RE JEOPARDIZING
MY INVESTIGATION.

BACK OFF.

EXCUSE ME, DETECTIVE.
JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR A MINUTE.

I WILL NOT BACK OFF.

THIS IS MY STEPBROTHER
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.

AND RIGHT NOW
ALL YOU COPS HAVE COME UP WITH

IS A REAL NICE
MEMORIAL SERVICE.

MEANWHILE, I COME HOME,
AND THERE'S HIT MEN
WAITING FOR ME.

I WANT YOU TO COME DOWNTOWN
WITH ME.

WE'LL GO THROUGH
SOME MUG BOOKS.

YOU FREE FOR DINNER TONIGHT?

WHAT?

WELL, ARE YOU?

YOU KNOW, MY DAD ALWAYS
WARNED ME ABOUT THOSE WORDS.

"FREE" IT NEVER IS,

AND "DINNER" USUALLY MEANS
SOMETHING ELSE.

[ GRUNTING SOFTLY ]

HEY, DOC.

EASY, DUQUESNE.
DON'T TRY TO TALK.

HERE.

HERE.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

OH, GET THE HELL AWAY
FROM ME.

JEEZ.

I THOUGHT I'D DROP BY
TO SEE HOW YOU WERE DOING.

I EVEN BROUGHT YOU A PIECE
OF YOUR FAVORITE CHEESE.

DON'T DO ME
ANY MORE FAVORS.

HEY, DOC.

MY FINGERS --
ARE THEY...

I-I MANAGED TO SAVE ONE.

THE OTHER, I...

I'M SORRY, DUQUESNE.

WHICH FINGER, DOC?

[ LAUGHTER ]

WHAT THE FUCK
YOU LAUGHING AT?

[ SIGHS DEEPLY ]

SO...MY TOP MEN.

CONSUMMATE PROS.

OF COURSE...
I DON'T EVEN NEED TO ASK.

YOU DISPOSED OF KELLY.

GOT RID OF THE BODY.

NO PROBLEMS.

WON'T DO AT ALL, GUYS.

NOT AT ALL.

BLADE...

[ GASPS ]

MY OFFICE.
FIVE MINUTES.

YES, SIR.

ON SECOND THOUGHT...

MAKE THAT AROUND 4:00.

SIR.

[ CHUCKLES ]

YOUR ASS IS GRASS, BRO.

[ LAUGHS ]

DUQUESNE, YOU, TOO.

YOU FUCKING
INDIAN GIVER.

[ LAUGHS ]

SO, THIS IS THE PLACE, HUH?

YEAH.

DON'T TELL ME.

TIME TO TAKE OUT
THE HEAVY ARTILLER.

NOPE.

IT'S TIME TO KILL TWO TURDS
WITH ONE STONE.

[ KEYS JINGLE,
ENGINE TURNS OVER ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

[ TELEPHONE RINGS ]

YEAH.

Man: [ Southern accent ]
I'm calling for Blade.

We found Clay.
He's still alive.

WHAT?

BUT...HOW?

Gather all your men.

Meet Blade down at Garr's
at half past.

He'll explain then.

COME ON, GUYS.

SOMETHING'S GOING ON
AT GARR'S.

HOW WAS I?

[ Southern accent ]
VERY CONVINCING.

[ BOTH LAUGH ]

[ CAR ALARM WAILING ]

COME ON!
COME ON!

[ GUNSHOTS ]

[ MEN SHOUTING ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ MAN SCREAMING ]

AAH!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GUNSHOTS IN DISTANCE ]

[ Laughing ] PRETTY SLICK SHIT,
THERE, ROUND-EYE.

YEAH, MAN.
THAT WAS PRETTY COOL, WASN'T IT?

DAMN!
WHAT NOW?

WELL, I GOT A DATE.

[ SIREN WAILING ]

A DATE?

YEP.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS, RIGH?

NOW WE KNOW WHERE GARR'S
HEADQUARTERS IS,

WE'RE GONNA COME BACK
TOMORROW

AND THROW HIM A LITTLE
SURPRISE PARTY, MARINE-STYLE.

[ Laughing ]
I'M DOWN WITH THAT.

[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

FUCKING SKINHEADS --

NEVER SHOULD HAVE TRUSTED
THEM.

IS THE SITUATION
UNDER CONTROL?

BLADE'S TAKING CARE OF IT.

THIS MUST BE PAYBACK
FOR DUSTING THEIR MAN.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

DON'T YOU WORRY,
MR. GARR.

I'M GONNA FIND THIS CLAY,

AND I'M GONNA TURN HIS SKULL
INTO AN ASHTRAY.

JUST LIKE YOU DID
WITH KELLY.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

AAH!

HE'S NOT GONNA
GET AWAY AGAIN.

HE BETTER NOT.

I DON'T CARE IF IT TAKES YOU
20 MORE TRIES

OR 20 MORE FINGERS.

I WANT HIM DEAD.

YOU GOT IT?

[ GRUNTS, GROANS ]

DO YOU AND THAT CRANIUM-IMPAIRED
IDIOT CATCH MY DRIFT?

ON SECOND THOUGHT,
WE NEED THE BODIES.

WE DON'T HAVE THE SKINHEADS
TO DO THE ROUNDUPS ANYMORE.

EXTRA CREDIT
IF YOU YO-YOS BAG HIM ALIVE.

BRING HIM BACK HERE.

SO, WHAT'S WITH
THE NICKNAME -- HAWK?

JUST A SWIFT-SWOOPING,
KILLER TYPE OF GUY?

WHAT?
[ CHUCKLES ]

IN A DEFENSIVE SENSE, PERHAPS.

AND HOW ABOUT YOU
AND JACK?

HE WAS AS AMERICAN AS APPLE PIE,
AND YOU'RE...

A LOYAL SUBJECT
OF THE QUEEN.

YEAH.
SO HOW'D THAT HAPPEN?

[ SIGHS ]

MY DAD WAS IN THE MARINES --
U.S. MARINES.

HE'D MOVE FROM STATION
TO STATION.

JACK'S MOTHER DIED WHEN HE
WAS FOUR YEARS OLD IN AFRICA.

DAD REMARRIED IN ENGLAND

WHEN HE WAS STATIONED
AT THE U.S. EMBASSY IN LONDON.

AND THAT WAS YOUR MOM?

YEAH.

WE KNOCKED AROUND THE WORLD
FOR A WHILE

UNTIL DAD WAS SENT
TO VIETNAM.

HE WAS KILLED PROTECTING
THE U.S. EMBASSY

IN THE FINAL DAYS
OF THE EVACUATION.

OH.
TALK ABOUT YOUR BAD BREAKS.

WE LIVED IN AMERICA
FOR A WHILE

UNTIL MUM DECIDED TO RETURN
TO ENGLAND.

JACK DIDN'T WANT TO GO.

HE WAS 17 AND DECIDED TO JOIN
THE MARINES.

AND WHEN YOU FINISHED SCHOOL,

YOU JOINED THE BRITISH MARINES,
JUST LIKE YOUR BROTHER.

[ CHUCKLES SOFTLY ]

JACK WAS MY HERO.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

SO, UH, HOW ABOUT
COMING BACK TO MY PLACE?

HOW ABOUT MY PLACE?

OH, SHIT.

I LIVE IN CAMDEN PARK.
IT'S A HALF-AN-HOUR DRIVE.

SO IT'S MY PLACE.

DAMN!

IT'S STILL A MESS.

MMM.
MY PLACE IT IS.

MY PLACE.

HMM.

Both:
HOW ABOUT RIGHT HERE?

WE'RE HERE
FOR THE NEW ARRIVAL.

YOU WANT HIM,
YOU GO THROUGH ME.

[ GUN COCKS ]

WHATEVER.

NO.

LIPING, IT'S ALL RIGHT.

MOVE IT.

[ LATCH CLICKS ]

[ MACHINERY BEEPING ]

SAW.

MORELLI,
YOU'RE REPLACING JOHNNY.

I WANT YOU ON STANDBY.

YOU'VE GOT AN 8:00 A.M. FLIGHT
TO LIBYA.

H-HEY, WAIT.
I-I'M NO DELIVERYMAN.

UH, C-CAN'T YOU GET
SOMEBODY ELSE?

THERE IS NO ONE ELSE.

[ SAW GRINDING ]

PINKUS, I WANT YOU STICKING
AROUND TILL AFTER CLEANUP.

YOU'RE ON
PACKAGE-DISPOSAL DUTY.

BENIGNI IS WAITING TO TAKE YOU
OUT TO PIER 91.

YOU GOT IT, BLADE.

WHOA.
LOOKY HERE.

CONGRATULATIONS.
IT'S A HEART.

[ HISSES ]

[ COOLER LID CLOSES ]

YOU GUYS EVER WATCH THE DOC
MAKE ONE OF HER PACKAGES?

[ SAW BUZZING ]

AND POLICE HAVE IDENTIFIED
THE VICTIM OF THAT FIRE

AS GERALD CLAY,

SUSPECTED LEADER
OF THE NOTORIOUS SKINHEAD GANG

KNOWN AS THE DEATH SKULLS.

CLAY'S CHARRED REMAINS
WERE FIRST DISCOVERED

BY FIRE FIGHTERS
RESPONDING TO A 911 CALL

IN THE GREENPOINT SECTION.

WAIT. GO BACK.
WHAT WAS THAT?

WHO THE HELL
ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?

NOTHING.

COULD YOU JUST GO BACK?
I WANT TO SEE THAT.

LIZ, IT'S JUST AN OLD
BLACK-AND-WHITE MOVIE.

IT'S NOTHING.

HAWK...

WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOU?

WHAT?

COME ON!

GIVE IT TO ME.

LIZZIE.

NOW...
WHAT CHANNEL WAS IT?

IT WAS NOTHING! IT...
[ SIGHS ] SEE?

FIRE INVESTIGATORS BELIEVE
THAT CLAY WAS BURNED TO DEATH

HERE.

IN A HOMEMADE NAPALM BLAST.

EARLIER TODAY,
WE SPOKE WITH CHIEF
INVESTIGATOR MORRIS SHERWIN.

MY GUESS IS THAT THIS IS
THE WORK OF A SPECIALIST,

SOMEONE WITH HEAVY-DUTY
GUERRILLA TRAINING

OR MAYBE SPECIAL FORCES.

WE'LL KNOW MORE IN A FEW DAYS
AFTER WE'VE HAD OCCASION --

YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT!

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?

LIZZIE, I'M SORRY.
I CAN EXPLAIN.

YEAH? YEAH?
WELL, GO AHEAD.

EXPLAIN.
I WANT TO HEAR THIS.

[ SIGHS ]

OKAY,
MAYBE I CAN'T EXPLAIN.

OH, JESUS, HAWK.

DON'T YOU REALIZE
I HAVE TO ARREST YOU?

[ CLICKS TONGUE ]

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?

I TRUSTED YOU.

LOOK, LIZZIE,
I'M REALLY SORRY.

OH, SHIT.

ALL RIGHT.
LET'S HAVE IT.

EVERYTHING.

[ SIGHS DEEPLY ]

MY BROTHER WAS SET UP
BY A MAN NAMED GARR.

GARR?

YEAH.

THE SKINHEADS
WERE JUST BAIT.

APPARENTLY GARR'S BEHIND
ALL THE DISAPPEARANCES
OF THE BA WONG.

SOLDIER WAS ONTO THEM.

CLAY AND HIS BOYS WOULD TAKE
THE BA WONG TO GARR,

AND THEY'D JUST DISAPPEAR
FOR GOOD.

NOT FOR GOOD.

ONE OF THEM WASHED ASHORE
THE OTHER DAY.

I KNOW ALL ABOUT GARR,
THOUGH.

YOU DO?

HE'S AN EX-MARINE.

HE'S WHAT?

DID A TOUR OF MANILA,

WHERE HE HONED
HIS MARTIAL-ARTS SKILLS.

HE STUDIED WITH THE BEST.

THEN, IN '91,

CHARGED WITH RUNNING
A BLACK-MARKET ARMS RING.

NOW, THE MARINES
COULDN'T PROVE IT.

BUT THEY REQUESTED HE RESIGN
HIS COMMISSION.

SO HE CAME BACK HERE,
ESTABLISHED HIMSELF
IN THE RACKETS,

AND TODAY HE'S ONE OF
THE LEADING CRIME BOSSES
IN THE AREA.

I THINK IT'S TIME I HAD
A LITTLE CHAT WITH OUR MR. GARR,

MARINE TO MARINE.

DAMN IT, HAWK.
YOU CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS TO ME.

YOU SIT ON YOUR GODDAMN HANDS,
TAKE A VALIUM,

AND LET THE POLICE
HANDLE THIS.

I WILL ARREST YOU.

IS THAT CLEAR...CAPTAIN?

LIZZIE, LISTEN TO ME.

LISTEN FOR JUST A MOMENT.

RIGHT NOW YOU'RE BOUND BY A CODE
OF CONDUCT, AND I'M NOT,

WHICH MEANS IN SOME WAYS
I CAN BE MORE EFFECTIVE.

IF YOU WANT TO ARREST ME,
THEN GO AHEAD.

BUT WAIT TILL AFTER WE NAIL
THIS BASTARD.

I'M LATE FOR WORK.

[ SIREN WAILING ]

[ WAILING STOPS ]

UH, GOOD DAY, OFFICER.

UH, CAN I HELP YOU?
IS SOMETHING WRONG?

THAT'S JUST WHAT I WAS
ABOUT TO ASK YOU.

YOU WERE DOING 25
IN A 60-MILE-PER-HOUR ZONE.

UH...

UH, JUST BEING CAREFUL.

CAN I SEE YOUR LICENSE
AND REGISTRATION?

SURE.

SO, WHAT'S THAT?

OH, THE COOLER?

UH, UH, IT'S --
IT'S A COOLER.

WHAT DO YOU GOT IN THERE?

NOTHING. NOTHING.
NOTHING.

UH, WAIT. THERE --
THERE'S NOTHING IN THERE.

REALLY?

TAKE A LOOK-SEE.

STEP OUT OF THE CAR.

RIGHT.

STEP OUT OF THE CAR SLOWLY.

YEAH. DON'T SHOOT.

STEP OUT OF THE CAR.

I'M...

STEP OUT.

YEAH.

JUST DON'T -- DON'T SHOOT.

TURN AROUND RIGHT HERE.

UP AGAINST THE CAR.
UP AGAINST THE CAR.

TURN AROUND.

OKAY, REMEMBER,
WHEN YOU USE YOUR FLASH-BANG,

CLOSE YOUR EYES, OR YOU'LL BE
JUST AS BAD OFF AS YOUR ENEMIES.

DON'T KILL ANYBODY.
YOU READ ME?

NOW, WHAT'S THE PLAN?

QUICK AND CLEAN,
IN AND OUT.

IF MY BOYS ARE INSIDE,
SPLIT UP, CALL THE COPS.

IF NOT,
TOSS A COUPLE FLASH-BANGS,

GRAB A HOSTAGE,
TRY TO GET HIM TO BLAB.

HEY, PRETTY GOOD.

DID YOU EVER THINK OF JOINING
YOUR MARINES?

FUCK, NO, SIR.

SMART MAN.

LET'S JAM.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ CASING CLINKS ]

[ GUNSHOT ]

[ GROANING ]

[ GRUNTS ]

AAH!

HELLO.
I'M DR. PALMER.

I'M GOING TO HAVE TO
TISSUE-TYPE YOU BOTH.

DON'T WORRY.
IT WON'T HURT.

HEY, DOC...
MAKE IT HURT.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
TELEPHONES RINGING ]

DID YOU HEAR?

HEAR WHAT?

ABOUT THE HEART.

[ BEEPING ]

HE'S PERFECT.

WE COULDN'T ASK
FOR A BETTER DONOR.

[ LAUGHS ]

THIS IS JOY.

A MILLION DOLLARS.

MMM.
[ LAUGHS ]

PREP HIM FOR SURGERY.

I'M GONNA GET SIEGEL.

HE WANTS TO PICK IT UP
HIMSELF.

[ GRUNTS ]

EASY DOES IT, MAN.

THAT'S OKAY.
I'M FINE.

[ GRUNTS, SIGHS ]

OKAY,
I'LL REST A MINUTE.

ONE OF YOU GUYS LIPING?

YO, WHO THE HELL
ARE YOU?

I'M HAWK.

WHERE'S LIPO?

LIPO?

HERE?

YEAH.

WE CAME IN TOGETHER.

SHIT!

WE HAVEN'T SEEN HIM, MAN.

THEY THREW YOU IN HERE
A WHILE AGO.

THEY, UH...

THEY DID THAT TO ALL OF US.

NICE LITTLE CHUNKS MISSING.

YOU CAN FORGET IT, MAN.

WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS PLACE
A THOUSAND TIMES.

AIN'T NO WAY OUT OF HERE.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
INDULGE ME.

ALL RIGHT.

YOU GUYS FINALLY DECIDED
TO LET ME GO.

REALLY APPRECIATE IT.

SIR? HELLO?

HELLO?

DOES ANYBODY HAVE A LIGHTER?

THEY TOOK EVERYTHING, MAN.

I, UH, GOT THESE MATCHES.

GREAT.

UH, HANG ON TO THOSE
FOR A BIT.

LIPING, HOLD THESE.

SOMEBODY GRAB THAT BULB.

YO, MAN,
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

IS THAT REAL GOLD?

DAMN RIGHT, IT'S REAL.
18 KARAT.

OH, NO. NOT MY CHAIN.
NO WAY.

WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING
UP AND AROUND?

DON'T YOU EVEN
FUCKING TALK TO ME.

OH, JEEZ.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ ZIPPER OPENS ]

[ DUQUESNE FARTING, DEFECATING ]

OH, MAN.

MAN.

[ GRUNTS ]

IS THIS GOOD?

NO, LIPING.
IT'S GOT TO BE FINER.

MAKE IT AS FINE
AS YOU CAN GET IT, OKAY?

AND THEN WE NEED SHRAPNEL --
ANYTHING SMALL, SHARP.

ANYTHING YOU CAN FIND.

OKAY, LOOK AROUND.

Liping:
IS THIS GONNA WOR?

I'LL BE DAMNED IF I KNOW.

YOU GUYS READY?

OKAY, GO.

HEY! OPEN UP!

THIS GUY JUST DIED!

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ LATCH CLICKS ]

[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ]

[ MAN GROANING ]

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

[ GROANING ]

ONE PEEP,
AND YOU'RE SWISS CHEESE.

HELP!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

ALL RIGHT, HAWK!

THAT'S MY PAL HAWK!

HEAR THAT?
YOU'RE ALL GOING DOWN.

IF I WERE Y'ALL, I'D BEAT FEET
OUT OF HERE BEFORE IT'S...

[ GAS HISSING ]

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

I DON'T KNOW, BUT I SURE HOPE
THEY'RE ON OUR SIDE.

GOT TO LEAVE HIM, LIPING.

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

COME ON, MAN!

THE PLACE IS BEING SHOT UP,

AND YOU'RE FUCKING SITTING
ON THE BOWL!

[ DEFECATING ]

CAN'T HELP IT, MAN.

THESE PILLS GIVE ME
THE RUNS.

YOU GO AHEAD.

COME ON, MAN,
I'M NOT GOING OUT THERE ALONE.

ALL RIGHT.

[ DOOR RATTLING ]

I ALMOST KILLED YOU.

YEAH, WELL,
I'M GLAD TO SEE YOU.

WAS THAT YOU MAKING
ALL THAT RACKET DOWN THERE?

YEAH, BUT I DON'T KNOW
HOW MANY OF THEM ARE LEFT.

WELL, I'M SURE
WE'RE GONNA FIND OUT.

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

[ MACHINERY BEEPING ]

POLICE OFFICER!
FREEZE!

LIPO!

GET THE HELL AWAY
FROM MY BROTHER, YOU BITCH!

[ GASPING ]

I'M GONNA KILL YOU!

OH!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GUN CLICKS ]

DON'T MOVE!

KEEP 'EM UP.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ GLASS BREAKING ]

[ GRUNTS ]

BITCH.

[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLING ]

[ SCREAMING ]

[ GLASS BREAKING,
METAL RATTLING ]

[ GROWLING ]

[ SAW BUZZING ]

[ GASPS, SCREAMS ]

COME ON!

COME ON.

[ GRUNTS ]
I'M OKAY. I CAN WALK.

GET YOUR GUN.

OKAY.

OKAY, LET'S GO.

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

COME ON, LADS.
NO TIME FOR A REUNION.

LET'S GO.
THERE'S THE FRONT DOOR.

THE ROOF.
IT'S QUICKER.

COME ON!

SO WHAT IS IT NOW?

JUST HAND IT OVER.

WHAT?

YOU KNOW WHAT.

THIS?

YEAH.
GIVE IT OVER.

IT WAS A FUCKING ACCIDENT,
MAN.

WELL, YOU'RE A MENACE
WITH IT.

USE YOUR PIECE.

GOTCHA!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ Weakly ]
FUCKER.

OW! AAH!

[ BONES CRACK, BLADE GRUNTS ]

[ BREATHING RAGGEDLY ]

COSTA RICA, HUH?

MY STEPBROTHER JACK AND I
VACATIONED THERE

ON OUR LAST LEAVE.

BAHíA DE CORONADO.

GORGEOUS PLACE.

IN FACT, I'M THINKING OF
GOING THERE ON MY NEXT VACATION.

[ EXHALES SLOWLY ]

COME ON.
LET'S GO.

ELIAS GARR?

IN THE FLESH.

YOU'RE COMING WITH ME.

OF COURSE,
YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME FIRST.

IT'S TIME.

BRING IT AROUND!
BRING IT AROUND!

[ GRUNTS ]

AAH!

OH!

AAH!

AAH!

AAH!

DON'T OVEREXTEND YOURSELF,
MARINE.

[ LAUGHS ]

AAH!

AAH!

[ BLADES SQUEAKING ]

[ SIRENS WAILING ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

MAN...I DON'T KNOW
HOW TO THANK YOU.

ME NEITHER, MAN.

YOU NOT ONLY SAVED MY LIFE,
YOU KICKED MAJOR ASS.

[ CHUCKLES ]

WELL, KICKING ASS IS
WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT, RIGHT?

OKAY, YOU GUYS.
LET'S GO.

WE GOT SOME QUESTIONS ABOUT
WHAT HAPPENED BACK THERE.

SO...

WHAT NOW?

YOU HAVE ANY PLANS?

SEEMS TO ME THIS TOWN'S GOT
A LOT OF POSSIBILITIES.

Lt. Durkee:
DETECTIVE HAMPTON?

FINE WORK ON THIS.

I'M PUTTING YOU UP
FOR A COMMENDATION.

THANKS, LIEU --
MEANS A LOT.

AND THANKS TO YOU, KELLY.

YOU HAVE A GOOD TRIP
BACK TO ENGLAND.

AND IF EVER YOU'RE BACK
IN TOWN, YOU MAKE SURE --

LIEU, UH,
HAWK WAS JUST SAYING

HE WAS THINKING ABOUT
STICKING AROUND.

WHAT?

YEAH,
THIS TOWN NEEDS A MARINE.

IN FACT, I'M THINKING
OF JOINING THE FORCE.

I'VE GOT DUAL CITIZENSHIP,
YOU KNOW.

[ Chuckling ] NOW, YOU JUST --
YOU JUST WAIT A MINUTE.

CAN I REQUEST ASSIGNMENT
TO THE 44th?

I DON'T SEE WHY NOT.
LIEU?

[ BOTH LAUGH ]

CATCH YOU LATER.

[ MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS ]