Another 48 Hrs. Page #4

- F*** this!

- Bullshit. Get in the car.

Were you born a shithead

or did you take lessons?

Don't take it so damn personal.

Come on, let's go.

- Stay the f*** away from me.

- Don't be stupid.

- Where are you going?

- Away from you.

Your tip turned out okay. Ganz' lady

lives down at the King Mei Hotel.

Bye, Jack. F*** you, Jack.

Sh*t!

Here's the story on one of the bikers.

Ganz, Richard. Member of

the Western Brotherhood bike gang.

Seven outstanding warrants.

- L.A. bike gangs?

- Yeah. LAPD has more coming in.

- l'll be right over.

- The man is on suspension!

That ain't a good idea.

Wilson's looking for you.

Christ! He heard about the bar.

Be out front with everything you got.

ln 15 minutes.

Kehoe, get in.

- Give me that. You steer.

- Jesus Christ!

- Hickcock. Ganz.

- That's Albert Ganz' brother.

They're cop killers.

They capped two cops, five days ago.

Special lnvestigations says

they're enforcers for their gang.

They've been linked to

over 15 deaths. Brake. Brake!

- Got anything else?

- No, nothing hard.

- Just go around the block.

- Too easy.

Kirkland Smith, you got a phone call.

Reggie Hammond.

- Reggie, is it done?

- lt's a bit more complicated...

Don't mess with me.

You ain't a citizen no more.

You can't vote. Nobody will hire you.

You're an outcast.

All you've got left is your word.

Don't break your word to me.

Nice place. What took you so long?

l thought you quit again.

What is it, you can't stay away?.

l'm gonna hang, and we're gonna

straighten this sh*t out.

But if you hit me again,

if you grab me...

lf your hand brushes up against me...

- l'm gonna kill you.

- l'm gonna treat you right.

l'll let you get away with this sh*t

'cause you're in pain. Which arm is it?

My left. The doc says it's bruised

down to the bone.

- Now we're even!

- l just got even for the basketball.

My money first,

then you can hit me with a ball.

Wait a minute.

Let's just go and talk to this girl.

- Don't snake me, Jack.

- We're just gonna talk to her.

This is just straight-ahead cop stuff.

Thank you.

Give me that!

So when is Cherry coming over?.

Don't worry, he'll be by.

He said you were real nice.

He was right.

(SPEAKlNG lN CHlNESE)

- We never hear of her.

- Heard of her now?.

- Fake badge. My kid has one, too.

- Has your kid got one of these?

(SPEAKlNG lN CHlNESE)

Angel Lee is upstairs.

Fourth floor. 4B.

She may not even have seen him.

He's in town for a hit,

not to pop his old girlfriend.

- Yes, he will.

- You wait here. l'll go up and see her.

l ain't waiting down here.

What do l do if those bikers show up?

You've got a pistol.

Stay here. l'll go up.

- You want this badge?

- l won't run into any kids up there.

(SPEAKlNG lN CHlNESE)

- Yeah, who is it?

- Pizza delivery for Miss Angel.

- l didn't order any pizza.

- Room 4B. Miss Angel. Pizza.

Hang on. l've got to get something on.

She's naked!

l didn't order any pizza.

(lN CHlNESE)

No f***ing way!

You're f***ing dead! l killed you!

You can't be alive.

l already killed you.

(lN CHlNESE)

(lN CHlNESE)

Call for help now!

(lN CHlNESE)

What is going on?

Where are you going?

(lN CHlNESE)

You killed my family, pig.

l'm gonna kill you.

Get out of here!

F***ing pig!

Motherfucking pig!

- Cherry, get your ass up here.

- You're gonna f***ing die!

Come on.

Come on.

They're out back!

(SHOUTlNG lN CHlNESE)

(SOUND OF BlKE MOTORS)

Down the alley.

The perimeter is secured. l haven't

got a statement from Jack yet.

l don't know whose gun he used.

Look, l'll get a statement

from him, okay?. Fine.

- You're in deep sh*t.

- Tell me something l don't know.

- NClC has no match on this guy.

- That figures.

Okay, right now you're looking

at accessory to murder one.

You'll get ten years inside,

and that's with good behaviour.

Co-operate with us

and you might walk.

l told the other cop

l want to talk to a lawyer.

Are you in love with this guy Cherry?.

l can certainly understand that.

He blows through town twice a year.

He lets his friends jump on you.

Gets drunk and hits you. l understand

why you're in love with him.

They move around a lot.

l can never get in touch with them.

- Who can?

- l don't know. Those guys are nuts.

This is Officer Jack Cates.

Miss Lee was about to give us

the name of Mr Cherry's contact man.

The guy's name is Malcolm Price.

He's big, spooky eyes, long hair.

Nobody talks to Cherry

unless they talk to him first.

- Where do we find this guy?.

- l don't know.

- Hey...

- l swear. l only know the name.

- Thanks, babe.

- Hey, wait a minute.

- Where are you going?

- Have Kehoe run a Malcolm Price.

- He'll have a record. We're off.

- Your ass is gonna be grass.

l'm headed for an early funeral.

lf the lceman gets you,

we won't even find your body.

We need somebody

who knows about this sh*t.

- We should go back to prison.

- Bullshit.

You want to know about Price.

l know a guy who can finger him.

You should go to prison anyway, 'cause

you might be spending time there soon.

Get re-acquainted with the guys

whose rights you've violated.

l only arrest crooks.

You make it sound like crook was the

only job these guys were qualified for.

That's a real good story.

Blame it on society.

lf sh*t was worth something,

the poor would be born with no a**holes.

lt's me. l heard about it.

l warned you about dealing

with these crazy-ass crackers.

No, l ain't carrying.

That ain't my thing.

l'm a businessman, too, but l don't

want to get too close to these guys.

These guys have taken

all of the fun out of my work.

l remember.

You don't have to remind me.

Don't worry, l'll pull it together.

Kirkland, you've got some visitors.

Get that picture of the guy.

A small-time dealer called Burroughs,

he was recruited by the lceman.

Do you know anything about the dude

he works for, Malcolm Price?

l know him.

Western Brotherhood.

lf you want a hit done,

you've got to go through Price.

- Have you got an address?

- l'm not 41 1 . You look it up.

Sunset Motel on the Beltway.

Give the phone back to Reggie.

What's his problem? Do you mind?

l'm trying to talk to the brother here.

Can you excuse us?

The brother wants to talk. Black stuff.

- lt's private.

- You mind?

Can you go over there? Thank you.

- lt's private.

- All right.

Look, now l've given you something

you need... for the second time.

Yes, and l appreciate your patience,

and thank you.

You will... repay your debt to me!

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hey, man, not to worry.

We got lots of back-up.

Come on in and have a drink.

Malcolm Price.

lt must have been a real good lead.

Somebody shot him 16 times.

l've been chasing the lceman for years.

lt's always a dead end.

- This job will drive you crazy.

- Yeah, yeah...

- Jack, the lceman is a cop.

- No way.

Put this sh*t together.

You call for Price's address.

The lceman shows up first.

- lt's a coincidence. Bad luck.

- lt's no coincidence.

And the brother

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