L.A. Crackdown (1987) - full transcript
A policewoman tries to help two teenage crack addicts. When she doesn't succeed, and the girls die, she goes after the crack dealers.
[music playing]
Shut that god damn radio off.
Baby, you got great timing.
You should be in a comedy.
Did I tell you I'm
doing a comedy next?
No, you didn't.
Yep.
I just hung up the phone, and
guess who I was talking to.
Mr. Jerry Goldstein himself.
Do you know who that is?
No, who is he?
Of course not.
How old are you?
16.
Jerry Goldstein built
this town, honey.
He only put the first
studio up on Melrose Avenue.
He just gave me the green light
to go ahead with a $2 million
comedy.
And you're going to be in it.
Me?
Now, get that shirt off
and let's get to work.
What's wrong, Ernie?
We'll go for a
drink afterwards, OK?
Mm, yeah, right.
We'll talk about it.
Sure.
I'm Valentine.
Aaron?
We're next.
Liz, put some make
up on this guy.
He's all smeared.
Ernie, what's wrong?
-Nothing.
I was just testing.
See.
Can you do something so
my breasts can look bigger?
MAN: "Cockodile Dundee,"
scene 69, take 12.
What do I do now?
Cut, cut.
That was a little awkward.
What I want you to do is
hold the knife like so
and cut her blouse of.
If you cut her a bit,
don't worry about it.
She'll probably love it.
You sure she won't
mind if I cut her?
I don't want you
to slash her throat,
I just-- this is an S&M flick.
You know, a little
blood won't hurt.
Come on, let's go.
Camera ready?
Sure you don't
mind if I cut you?
Make it look real.
OK.
Roll camera.
Police, open up.
Oh, shit.
It's a raid.
All right, they're here.
OK, everybody.
Stand by, our players are here.
Williams?
Yes, sir.
We'll be listening
to you, brother.
Let me hear you say
those magic words.
It's good shit, man.
Try it.
Hey, Williams.
Yes, sir?
Be careful.
Thank you, sir.
He passed us by.
Shit.
Fuck, he spotted us.
God damn it.
Well, let's go after him.
Maybe he's got the
stuff in his car.
What if he doesn't?
Sit tight.
Let's just sit tight.
Wait a second.
He's turning around.
He's turning around.
Hello, pigs.
Put your hands out.
All right, man.
You got it.
You got it.
Now, I want you to do
exactly what I tell you.
Otherwise your brains are
going to be splattered
all over the dashboard.
You got it, brother.
[pounding]
All right.
Y-90 to Y-91, we're
burnt, brother.
Operation's a wrap.
Meet me back at the station.
But sir, the vehicle
is still at the shop.
Are you deaf, man?
I said meet me back at
the station, code two.
Yes, sir.
We'll meet you back at Central.
Something must have gone wrong.
Let's see it.
Where's the money?
Hands up.
We got the money, let's split.
Shut up.
What the fuck is this?
Man, you just fucked yourself.
No, you fucked
yourself, Officer
William, Officer Warner.
What the fuck is this,
some kind of joke?
Look, we came in here clean,
man, just like we talked about.
No guns.
No guns?
You came here
clean, you came here
to shoot me, you motherfucker,
just like you shot my brother.
Talk to me, asshole.
What the fuck are you
dealing with, huh?
Huh?
You think you're smart?
Is this marked money?
Is this marked money?
Tell me, man.
Is this marked money?
Talk to me.
Talk to me, motherfucker.
You want to shoot me, huh?
You want to shoot me?
I don't-- I don't know what
the fuck you're talking about.
Where's your wire?
We got the money.
-Where's your wire?
-Shut up.
You said you
wouldn't hurt anyone.
Shut up!
I went to you, asshole.
I went to you.
How many more cops you
got around here, huh?
How many more cops you got
around here, you motherfucker?
I don't know what the hell
you're talking about, man.
[gunshot]
Hold it.
Did you shoot my
brother, Warner?
No, I didn't, Speed.
OK.
You can go.
[gunshot]
[gunfire]
[shouting]
[screaming]
Wait a minute.
He's moving.
Die, you son of a bitch.
[gunfire]
Don't shoot, please!
Sit down.
Thank you.
What, are you a lawyer?
No, I'm Karen Shore.
I'm with SYO.
What?
Social Youth Organization.
It's a new program designed to
help juveniles like yourself.
Yeah, and what do
you want from me?
Why am I still here?
You're a three-time offender.
Four police officers
were murdered.
Yeah, but I didn't
shoot anyone.
No, you didn't.
But you finally made
it to the big time.
That's bullshit.
You can't keep me here.
I'm only 16.
I don't have to listen to you.
Sit down.
You're not going
anyplace until I say so.
I don't see you
wearing a black robe.
You're not a fucking judge.
No, I'm not.
Have you stopped
to think about why
you've been here for two
days and you haven't been
up in front of a judge yet?
What are you on, kid?
None of your god damn business.
I'll see you in
a couple of days,
if you want to talk to me then.
Guard?
I want to talk to a lawyer.
Sorry, fresh out.
Come on.
Oh, thank you.
You're welcome.
And cheers.
Well, dinner's
just about ready.
Did you make a salad?
Oh, no.
Did you want one?
Yeah, I want a salad.
I always have
salad with chicken.
OK, I'll make it.
It'll just take a minute.
Walt was in the office today.
Oh, how's he doing?
I don't know.
You know, for three solid
years, all that guy has done
is come in and complain
about his wife.
I think I'm going to start
charging him 200 an hour.
You're all hard.
What, you don't think
I deserve 200 an hour?
I didn't say that.
Karen?
When are you going
to go back to school?
You aren't going to
start that again, are you?
Oh, come on.
Five short semesters,
you can have your Ph.D.
Do you know the only difference
between your job and mine?
What's that?
$190 an hour.
Aw, shit.
Oh.
Hi, my name's Lady D.
What are you in here for?
Hey, what are you here for?
Hey!
You OK?
Yeah.
I'm all right.
I can't keep her another day.
Yes, you can.
I already put my ass on the
line for keeping her this long.
Who's going to know?
For starters, the
public defenders.
They read every arrest report,
especially this one, Karen.
I should never have
gone along with you.
Look, I'll take care
of the public defender.
Who read it?
Jamie?
Vernon?
Come on, tell me.
It's not going to work.
It will work.
Look, she's about
ready to break down.
If you put her up in
front of a judge now,
she'll be out by this afternoon.
Look, I have a chance
to find out where
they manufacture the crack.
OK, Karen.
She's all yours.
Thanks.
She should have been a lawyer.
Where the hell is the sugar?
Can I have one?
Please?
I want some names.
I want to know where you got the
crack you had at the body shop.
I don't know.
You're wasting my time.
Get the hell out of here.
Guard?
No, wait.
Look.
There are 100 guys in every
neighborhood that sell crack.
I don't know who
he bought it from.
Speed never got me
involved in his buys.
Oh, but he got you involved
in killing four cops.
But I didn't know he
was going to kill them.
Enough bullshit.
Now, I need some
names and addresses.
I'm telling you the truth.
I don't know anything.
OK.
Guess you're not ready yet.
But when you are,
I'll be around.
Wait a minute.
If I tell you some stuff,
can you get me out of here?
I think so.
There's this bar
on Sixth Street.
Speed used to go, shoot
pool, meet a couple of guys.
What are their names?
Leon was the guy that used
to supply the stuff from Nick.
And Nick had a couple
of girls working
the school and Hollywood.
Is that how you met Nick?
No.
I wanted to sell for Nick.
But Speed wouldn't let me.
We were gonna get married.
Where does Leon get the crack?
I don't know.
Look, I might be
able to find out.
If you get me out of
here, I'll-- I'll take
you to the bar.
I'll show you the guys.
But you've got to
get me out of here.
Let me see what I can do.
And hey, one more thing.
There's this girl in my
cell, Fiona Washington.
She's been in there a while.
She was busted on a
prostitution charge.
Can you help her?
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Can I ask you a question?
What is it?
Well, it's about this kid.
She's in trouble.
Karen, can I just read tonight?
Sure.
Go ahead.
Fucking touch me again,
right, you're dead.
You understand me?
Now, get the fuck off!
Hey, you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Are you sure you're OK?
I'm fine.
You think she's
gonna get you out?
I don't know.
She's coming in the morning.
What do you think
will happen to me?
They'll never let you out.
You're a murderer.
Well, shit, they
kept me so far.
Tomorrow, you ask
to make a phone call.
Who am I gonna call?
Call that director
friend of yours.
He's got to be out by now.
You know, I should
introduce you to him.
He pays 150 a day, and
all the dope you want.
How many movies you made?
Three.
I couldn't do that.
I would be a nervous wreck.
There's nothing to it.
Now, at first, I was a little
nervous, but not anymore.
These aren't just fuck films.
There's plot and everything.
You know, Osgood is gonna
do a legit film, a comedy.
And he's going to make
me the star in it.
I'm going to be a major star.
You know what happened
to one of the girls?
One of our movies was
on cable late one night,
and this big director--
I don't know who it was,
but it was someone like
Spielberg-- he liked this girl.
And he said, find me this girl.
And just like that, he
put her in his movie.
Which one?
Well, I don't know
her name, but--
No, which movie?
It's not out yet.
COP: Angie Blake, Fiona
Washington, you're out.
There are a couple of girls
that I'd like to have come
and stay with us for a while.
So what else is new?
Who are they?
Angie and Fiona, 16.
Kinda had a bad turn.
I hear that same
line every time
you've got somebody you want
to bring home here to stay.
And you fall for it every time.
Couldn't you bring
home stray cats instead?
Well, I just want them
to stay long enough
so that I can talk
Angie into going
back to her foster parents.
She's the one that was
busted at that shootout where
the four officers were killed.
Nice.
What about the other one?
Fiona was busted
on a porno set.
The county took her
away from her parents
when some neighbor
called the police because
of her bruises and welts.
Did you know that her father
had been sleeping with her
since she was 10 years old?
Her mother didn't know
anything about it,
or at least pretended not to.
They couldn't keep that son of
a bitch in jail for 24 hours.
Karen, you're getting
emotionally involved in this,
aren't you?
Yeah.
It's hard not to when I see
an 11-year-old in a morgue
because they were
toying with crack.
K, K, that's all you
talk about anymore.
This guy is a wife-beater
or this kid is on crack.
Can't you do anything else?
Talk about your weird Aunt
Marie or watch television
or make love.
We just made love.
Uh-uh.
I just made love, while
you laid there and tried
to solve the world's problems.
Well, this is it.
Nice house.
Thanks.
You live alone?
No, I live with my husband.
Is he a cop?
No, he's a psychiatrist.
Oh.
This is cool.
Can we play?
Of course you can.
But first let me show
you to your rooms,
and you should
probably get cleaned up
so we can go get some
groceries, and then maybe
I'll buy you some new clothes.
Would you like that?
Yeah.
[phone ringing]
Oh, excuse me.
Hello?
Yes, Captain.
What do you think?
Fuck her.
Let's hang out for a while,
and then we'll split.
Sounds good.
Everything's all
right, Captain.
Don't worry.
They're not going
to steal me blind.
OK.
All right.
Angie?
Angie?
Get down from there.
You're gonna hurt yourself.
Where did you get that?
From the pool room.
OK, we have to get
one thing straight.
You don't take anything
without my permission.
Is that understood?
Can I have a cigarette?
Get inside and get cleaned up.
Do we have to do this shit?
If you want to eat,
you've got to cook.
Fucking cop.
Hi.
Hi.
You're cute.
I am Paul.
I'm Fiona.
And this is Angie.
Hi.
Nice to meet you both.
Where's Karen?
She's in the shower.
Smells good.
What's for dinner?
Chicken and rice.
Good.
I'll see you later.
See you later.
He is cute.
He is cute.
God.
Ah, ah-- we say a
prayer before we eat.
You want to say it?
Sure.
Thank you, God, for giving
us chicken and rice,
and thank you for
giving us Paul.
He sure is a hunk.
Amen.
[giggling]
Can we eat now?
Yes.
Watch out.
Get out of my way.
Yay!
Did you want some more coffee?
No, thank you.
I think I'm going to go play
a game of pool with the girls.
I haven't shot pool in a while.
OK.
[music playing]
I did it for you.
He was a crack dealer.
I was trying to help you out.
You blew it.
Where is it?
He didn't give it to me.
Trust me.
You know, I could have
split, but I didn't.
You don't do anything
unless you ask me first.
Do you understand?
I said, do you understand?
Yeah.
Can we watch TV tonight?
No, we're going
to mass tonight.
What?
We're going to mass?
It'll be good for you.
It'll be good for all of us.
I'm not Catholic.
You don't have to be
Catholic to go to mass.
Why can't we watch TV?
Because you don't get
anything from watching TV.
But it's not even Sunday.
What?
They have churches here
that are open 24 hours?
OK.
OK, you have your choice.
Either we go to mass, or
we read for two hours.
Shit, I'm gonna miss
"The Love Connection."
Benji, with a
weariness in her voice
that made him forget the pain,
did I wake you, Ben said?
No.
She turned a bit more
and then let her head
fall back against the pillow.
I've just been dozing.
Go ahead and read.
He moved near--
Nearer.
He moved nearer the bed.
You're all right, aren't you?
Her face looked very
small and white,
and her body seemed
lost in the--
Vastness.
Vastness of the bed.
Yes, of course, she said.
I've just-- I'm just so tired.
Paul?
Shit.
I think we should talk.
What do you want to talk about?
I don't know what got into me.
She--
Yeah, she, she.
She's 16 years old,
you son of a bitch.
She's just a kid.
I don't believe this.
I can't believe you
still defend her.
Let me tell you something.
She was the one who
asked me to bed.
In my own house, Paul?
While I'm sleeping
in the same house?
How low can you stoop?
I understand you're upset.
You know, I ought to arrest
you for fucking a minor.
What has gotten into you?
You know something
I've noticed about you?
What, that I don't fuck minors?
Here we go again.
That's great.
Every other word out
of your mouth is fuck.
Come on, Karen.
I married an educated
lady, a woman
who had dreams of becoming
a great psychiatrist.
I wanted to work with you
out of the same office,
come home with you, share
a little life with you.
I did not want to marry a
lady who spends all her time
with prostitutes and runaways.
Oh, don't put them down, Paul.
You just slept with one.
What is it about all
these kids that you
keep defending all the time?
No one else is
going to defend them.
They can't afford $200
an hour to get help.
Karen.
Don't touch me.
Don't ever touch me again.
You can take your car and
your fat savings account
and your practice, but when I
get back from work tomorrow,
you better be gone.
Get up, you little slut.
I want you out of here.
You're going back to
your foster parents.
No, I'm not.
The hell you aren't.
You take me there and
I'll run away in a week.
You run away, and I'll make
sure your ass is in the slammer
till you're 18 years old.
Now, get up.
Fiona, we have been
worried sick about you.
Hi, Martha.
Where's Andy?
He's inside watching
the television.
Well, I guess I'll go.
If there's anything that you
need, just give me a call.
Thank you.
Did she pick you up
whoring in the streets?
No.
I was making a movie.
OK, Miss Movie Star, get
your ass inside and start
cleaning the bathrooms.
[music playing]
Angie, where are you going?
Get your hands off of me.
Angie, don't do this, Angie.
Hey!
Do me a favor.
Do the whole department a favor.
Go back to school.
Get a waitress job.
Do anything, but don't
do anything for me.
Please, just give
me another chance.
You are a cop.
Why don't you act like one?
You come in here, and
you tell me some guy
took your gun away from you?
This is embarrassing.
Angie runs away from you.
You don't have a
clue where the hell
they manufacture the crack.
Fiona sleeps with your husband?
You're a mess.
Look, I am sorry.
I've got a department
to run here.
You're going back to uniform.
Wallace, don't do this to me.
I have to.
And what about the times
I did come through for you?
You have an awfully
short memory.
[music playing]
[muffled argument]
What'd he say?
Nothing.
He's not going to cop out.
So what happens now?
He walks.
He hits the street.
Can't you hold him?
For what?
Possession.
Possession?
He's got $3 worth
of crack on him.
Let me investigate him.
No.
Uh-uh.
You know something, Karen?
You're going to
get your ass killed
walking a place like that.
Either that or we're
going to get sued.
What about Angie?
Angie who?
Oh, Angie.
He says he never heard of her.
Thanks a lot.
Hi.
You forget something?
No, I came here to see you.
What about?
You're still in uniform.
Just for a while.
Can I come in?
No.
Look, Karen, what
happened the other night
was not entirely my fault.
OK, I had a couple of drinks.
One thing led to another.
And--
Oh, Paul, don't.
Can't you be a man and
just take responsibility
for your own actions?
Karen, I want us
to get back, OK?
We can start with a vacation.
Come on.
We can go to Europe.
You've always wanted
to go to Europe.
You can quit your job,
or you can keep your job.
I don't care.
But I never realized how much
I loved you until I lost you.
It's a temporary feeling.
It'll pass.
Don't tell me about
temporary feelings.
I'm the psychiatrist, remember?
Oh, and how do you
feel about that?
Hey, it's your loss.
Hey, Fiona, get in the car.
Karen, I'm sorry, but I
can't take no more of this.
She brought three
men home last night.
And you know Andy's sick.
When I told them to leave,
they threatened to hurt him.
And you know, the $459
just isn't worth it.
Get in the car.
Bye, Martha.
Ooh.
Does that hurt?
No, I'm all right.
OK.
Karen, I'm sorry about Paul.
I'm not.
It was bound to happen.
You just kind of hurried up
the process a little bit.
Listen, let's get
some sleep, OK?
OK.
Karen, I-- I lied.
I really didn't fall.
I just made a movie.
And it was a rape scene.
I guess the guys got a
little too rough with me.
The guys?
How many were there?
Three.
But I wanted them to
get rough with me.
I wanted the scene to look real.
Oh, Fiona, when are
you going to realize
that you don't have to get
beaten up before you make love?
But it's the only
way I know how.
Do you like it?
I don't know.
Well, it's supposed
to feel good.
It's supposed to feel
better than anything
you've ever felt
before in your life.
But it can only feel that
way with the right person.
Did you feel that
way with Paul?
Well, at one time I thought
I did, but I'm finding out
I wasn't really
in love with Paul.
Listen, Fiona, you are a
beautiful, intelligent girl.
It's such a waste for you to
go through life without a goal
to obtain-- you know,
like a good family,
kids that you raise
and are proud of.
What's your goal?
My goal?
My goal is to have
a couple of kids
someday, be successful
with my job.
I'd like to think that
I helped one of you kids
find a good, happy life.
Now, that would be
a great success.
Well, listen, you better
get some sleep, OK?
OK.
[music playing]
Put that down.
Put that down too.
[phone ringing]
Officer Shore.
Angie, where the hell are you?
OK, wait a second.
Let me right that down.
OK.
OK, just jump in a cab and head
straight on over to my place,
OK?
And promise me you'll do that.
OK.
What about me?
What do I do?
You can go.
Right.
That's right.
Hold on a second.
Don't you even knock
anymore, Karen?
I'm sorry, sir,
but it's urgent.
Let me get back
to you, Charles.
What is it?
I just got a tip from Angie.
She came through for me.
What kind of tip?
Like the address
to the warehouse.
She said they're shipping out
50 kilos of crack tonight,
and it's sitting in
a warehouse downtown.
I'll be a son of a bitch.
Karen, I never thought this
kid would come through for us.
Look, I'm sorry I was a little
hard on you the other day.
Thank you.
We're wasting time, Captain.
[music playing]
[sirens]
[gunfire]
Presents!
Oh, good.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Blow out your candles.
Make a wish.
OK.
Here I go.
[cheering]
Happy birthday, Fiona.
Happy birthday.
Oh, you guys.
How did you know
it was my birthday?
Easy.
I just called
"Entertainment Tonight."
They know all the
stars' birthdays.
Oh, really?
No, she's just humoring you.
Go ahead, cut the cake.
Big pieces.
OK, real big?
Big.
OK, OK.
I want the red frosting.
-The red frosting.
-Come on, come on.
Cut.
-OK, OK, OK, OK.
Fiona loved her present.
Oh, good.
Good.
Angie, can I ask you a question?
Why'd I come back?
Why did you come back?
Because I want to
get back at Raoul.
See, I delivered a suitcase
to New York for him.
And he said when I got
back, he'd give me $5,000.
And when I asked him for the
money, he just slapped me.
I hope he rots in jail.
He's not in jail.
What?
He was in the warehouse
with the drugs.
Well, we got some of the
drugs, but he got away.
He's on the street?
Yes.
Why don't you pick him up?
On what charge?
It all happened so fast, we
can't prove he was there.
But believe me, we're all
out to get him, and we will.
Now, who did you deliver
the suitcase to in New York?
What, are you a
cop 24 hours a day?
You're right.
I shouldn't be talking
about business right now.
But first thing in the morning,
I want names and addresses.
And what about me?
I delivered the stuff.
Raoul's going to kill me.
It'll be OK.
I'm just glad you're back.
[music playing]
Can I take that meat
out of the freezer?
I want to make meatloaf tonight.
Um, you don't have
to cook tonight.
Why?
Are you taking us out?
No.
No.
Angie, we're going to have
dinner with your folks tonight.
What, you've been
talking to my parents?
Yeah.
Wait a minute.
Let me explain.
If you don't want me
here, I can get out.
I can just get my stuff and go.
No, Angie.
Now, that's not fair.
Look, you don't have to
go if you don't want to.
But I did what I
thought was right.
You have parents.
You can't dismiss that.
Who'd you talk to?
Both of them.
And they love you
very much, Angie,
and they want to see you.
Now look, we don't have to stay.
I mean, they invited
us to dinner.
After dinner, if you
don't feel comfortable,
then we'll just come back here.
OK?
It's a deal?
How do I look?
For the third time, you
still look beautiful.
I am so nervous.
Well, it's only natural.
You haven't seen
them for over a year.
OK.
Let's go before
I change my mind.
I'm sorry we're late, but she's
been fixing her hair all day.
You look nice, Angie.
How have you been doing?
Fine.
Can we come in?
Yes, of course.
Your mother's in the kitchen.
Thank you very much.
Everything was wonderful.
I'm glad you liked it.
Paula hasn't been feeling well.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-No, no.
She's fine.
Even though she went to
the doctor this morning,
it's a female complaint.
Will you cut it out, Don?
I can speak for myself.
Angie, go to your room.
I said go to your room.
I have to speak to
Miss Shore privately.
I don't know how to
start this, Miss Shore.
Is it miss or missus?
Miss.
Angie crashed our
car a year ago.
It was a hit and run.
The family of the
boy that was hit,
they sued us for all
their medical expenses.
I know all about that.
Look, what I'm
trying to say is this.
It took us a year to get
back on our feet again.
I don't know how we can
cope with her behavior.
But I've had Angie now
for a couple of months,
and she's really, really trying.
She wants to go back
to school and graduate,
and she wants to
get a part-time job.
The only thing she needs
now is just another chance
and a lot of love.
Am I missing something here?
I mean, are you trying
to tell me that you
don't want your daughter?
Please don't put it that way.
We love Angie.
Well, what way would
you like me to put it?
You know how to handle Angie.
You've got a special
talent with kids.
And we want to pay for her board
and rent and keep her with you.
And do we get to visit on
Christmas and other holidays?
Miss Shore, please wait.
Oh, Don, let her go.
Good night, then.
Good night.
I can't fucking believe it.
My own fucking parents
don't even want me.
Angie, listen to me.
I have never been so
humiliated in my whole life.
Listen to me, Angie.
I am through listening to you.
Who the fuck do
you think you are?
I listened to you.
I came here, didn't I?
I came here with you.
Oh, Angie, they want you.
Angie, they love you.
Who the fuck do
you think you are?
Who the fuck do
they think they are?
Who do you think you are?
[screaming]
Fuck you.
Is everything all right?
Everything's fine.
Just go back in your house.
Angie!
Angie.
FIONA: They had wrapped the--
Untouched.
Untouched chicken and the
string beans in tin foil.
It would be her lunch
and was lifting the egg--
Coddler.
Coddler.
What's an egg coddler?
Well, it's a little thing
that cooks eggs a certain way.
You know, like, you have
scrambled eggs and fried eggs?
Well, coddled is
sort of like poached.
Oh, OK.
Out of the boiling water, when
David came into the kitchen.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Yes, Captain.
Is anything wrong?
OK.
No, I'll be right down.
OK.
OK, you can go now.
Thank you, Captain.
You called for me, sir?
Sit down, Karen.
It's Angie.
She's in the county hospital.
Is she hurt?
CAPTAIN: She's dead.
Oh my god.
CAPTAIN: I'm waiting
on an autopsy report.
I think she OD'ed.
How did you find her?
CAPTAIN: In the
bathroom of Ace's bar.
A customer reported it at
6 o'clock this morning.
I am sorry, Karen.
I know how much
she meant to you.
We have to notify her parents.
What for?
Should I say grace?
That'd be nice.
God bless this house and
the food we're about to eat.
And please, God, take care
of Angie, wherever she is.
Amen.
That was nice.
My mother called me today.
Did she?
She's divorcing my father.
She-- she wants me to
move back with her.
She just bought a
beauty salon, and she
said she'd give me a job.
How do you feel?
I thought I'd give it a shot.
Would you come and
see me if I go?
Of course I will.
I'm gonna miss you very much.
I'm gonna miss you too.
What about your acting?
No.
I decided that
acting's not for me.
Good.
Here.
You better pack these.
Thanks.
Now remember, you promised me
that you'd read for at least
a half hour every day, OK?
I promise.
CAPTAIN: Karen, meet your
new partner, Wayne Hollander.
Karen, we were informed
by a couple of students
at Montgomery High
that they were
approached by a drug pusher
while they were on campus.
We had him picked
up yesterday, but he
didn't have anything on him.
I want him locked up before
we have another accident.
But that's Raoul's territory.
Why go after the small guy
when we know the source?
Raoul is off limits
to you, Karen.
If you pick him up one more
time without probable cause,
the DA will make us
look like idiots,
and they'll have your badge.
Leave Raoul alone.
I repeat, he is
off limits to you.
Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
Excuse me.
Wayne.
Wayne Hollander.
I know.
I met you already.
Yeah, well, we're going
to be working together.
Is this your first assignment?
Yeah.
We'll start 7:30
tomorrow morning, OK?
Well, should I bring anything?
No.
Shouldn't we talk about it?
I mean, what we're going to
do, how we're going to-- can
I take you to dinner?
How old are you?
I'm 21.
Why?
I'll see you tomorrow.
[honking]
What happened?
I don't know yet.
But I'll bet you dollars to
doughnuts she OD'ed someplace,
and someone got rid of the body.
[music playing]
You're all under arrest.
Back against the wall.
What are you doing?
Get her.
She's bluffing!
-Don't move.
-Get her.
-Don't do it!
Give me the gun, bitch!
Get her.
Don't do it!
Don't even try it.
Don't move.
[gunfire]
Go ahead, scum bag.
Pick it up.
Now, wait a minute.
Pick it up!
[gunfire]
OK.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
This is a Chinese movie.
You'll have to come out, hon.
Um, honey, what's your name?
Venus Ginsburg.
Venus.
OK, Venus.
You've got great comedy timing.
Oh, thank you.
And I'm going to be
doing a comedy next.
Jerry Goldstein's giving me
$2 million to back a comedy,
and you're going to be in it.
OK, so now we're
going to do a movie.
Stand right here.
All right, let's go.
Come on.
Sound ready?
Camera ready?
Come on, fog it up.
Let's go.
Action.
"Tokyo Blows 2,"
scene 12, take one.
Cut, cut, cut.
Where's the music?
[music playing]
Fog it up.
Fog it up.