Befriend and Betray Page #2

and get you a coffee?

(Exhales, nervous)

Mel:

Why do I get the feeling

this is one of those

count-to-three situations?

That guy I was talking about

from prison...

The one I said I would

take care of?

Oh. Wow.

Alex, uh, my sister Zoe.

Zoe. Alex.

How long has he been

in the house?

Not long.

So this is Alex.

Hmm.

He teaches martial arts.

He's a secret.

Oh, cool!

You know, I always wondered,

any of that Jackie Chan stuff

actually work?

'Cause in a street fight,

let's face it,

all that classroom crap

just goes out the window,

right?

Mel:
Zoe, take Gordon gecko

cradle raider and go.

Oh, good morning!

Uh, dad, this is Alex.

Alex. Dad.

Oh, so friend from school?

No.

Uh, well, yes.

Uh... karate class.

Ah. Well.

I'm off to work.

It's nice to meet you, Alex.

(Awkward breath) I lied.

I understand.

I'm not ashamed of you.

I just...

You wanna protect your dad

from guys like me.

(Exhales guiltily)

So what was it

that you wanted to talk about?

It was nothing.

I wanted to see you

and meet the family and say hi.

So, that guy,

you sorted it out?

Yeah. No worries.

I'll call you.

(Alex's cell rings)

Alex:

Yeah?

Alex Caine?

Sergeant guy Poirier.

Criminal intelligence services.

Criminal what?

Poirier:

Criminal intelligence services.

We make sure that

law enforcement agencies

share resources

so the bad guys don't slip

through the cracks.

That's how I know about

your beef with P.C.

Sgt. McBradden and I

already had that conversation.

Poirier:
The Kam Tin Triad

have 50,000 members worldwide.

You take care of P.C.,

that's still 49,999.

Meet at the Novatel hotel,

the Brookdale room,

and, uh, make sure

you're not followed.

There will be snacks.

(Motorcycle rumbles)

Poirier:

My daughter made them.

They're great.

Alex:

Interesting fact about crooks -

even retired ones -

you can always smell

another ex-con a mile away.

It's like radar for bad guys

and almost never wrong.

Poirier:

Recognize him?

Alex:

P.C. Lau.

Did some time at Kent

the same time I was there.

And then he threatened

your girlfriend

if you wouldn't help him

sell his heroin.

So then you must know Bunny Ho.

Tried to sell a table

of poker players,

including myself,

sex with a 15-year-old

named Bao li.

Poirier:

When?

Last night.

McBradden:

For a guy trying to go straight,

you know more than your share

of bad guys, Mr. Caine.

For the head

of the Asian gang squad,

you don't.

McBradden:
Donald wong - p.

C.'S immediate boss,

his red pole.

Donald's taken over

most of the Kam Tin's

criminal operations,

which makes him

our prime target.

It was his idea

to bring in girls like...

Bao li.

McBradden:

...On modeling contracts.

He sets up bogus agencies

in Shanghai,

Hong Kong, Guangzhou,

and the girls come to him.

No kidnapping.

No snake heads.

Some of them even pay

their own way.

So why not just arrest him

and P.C.?

Poirier:
To bust Donald

, she needs a way in.

Trouble is, that although

the Kam Tin have friendlies

operating inside of her house,

she doesn't have anybody

operating inside theirs...

Until now.

P.C. is what's known

as "the gunk":

A bonafide bad guy

who's so desperate

to do business

that he greases the wheels,

allowing you inside.

You want me to be an informant.

Poirier:
An informant

rats out his friends.

You would be an infiltrator,

a member of my team.

Think about what it means

to have P.C. on the street.

Think about Bao li.

With your help, we can save her

and a hundred other girls

just like her.

So, what do you say?

Yeah.

Poirier:

Good.

Saying yes

is only the first step.

Before you go,

my second in command has just

a few more questions for you.

Yuen:
Let's talk about

your time in Iraq.

(Rattle of machine guns)

(Distorted chatter

over radio comms)

(Soldier shouts,

sound of heavy artillery)

(Explosions,

machine guns rattle)

(Soldiers shout)

(Fighter jets zooms overhead,

machine guns fire)

(Soldier shouts)

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm just a little dehydrated.

(Exhales)

Definitely the red.

(Hangers clank)

Take care, motorcycle man.

(Metallic clank)

Hey, Alex.

Hey, not to worry.

Okay?

We scare because we care.

Donald's orders.

And now it's time to go.

Donald said check him out.

We check him out.

(Hard slap)

Yo.

When I was a ghost eagle,

I never talked to a 49

like that.

Doesn't matter

if you're following orders,

you show respect, right?

Hey, brother,

if that doesn't get

your heart pumpin',

you don't know how to have fun.

(Delighted laugh)

Happy?

Yeah?

Alex:

Fun gangster fact:

Mafia cops only stakeout

Italian restaurants,

while triad cops

stick to China town.

This might explain

why good fellas enjoy Szechwan

while P.C. loved his capicola.

Stripper:

Hey, motorcycle man.

P.C.:
So what's this I

hear about you passing out

on the street today?

You on drugs or what?

Low blood sugar.

P.C.:

I thought you were dehydrated.

Just wanna make sure

I'm not getting into business

with a junkie.

Alex:
I don't discuss my

glucose level with strangers,

not even naked ones.

I keep it above 70,

i can kick anyone's ass,

including yours.

(Laughs)

(Dance music plays)

Who's that?

Alex:
Who? Him?

P.C.:
Yeah.

Nobody.

Seems to know you.

He a friend?

No.

He's just some rich kid

who ripped me off a million

years ago.

No big deal.

Really?

P.C.:
Remember that pimped

out wannabe gangster

at the card game

the other night?

Bunny Ho?

Borrowed 20 g's from me,

blew it at cards,

and now he thinks

because he's working for Donald,

he can stiff me.

So let's get the prick.

The guy's stupid.

Just not stupid enough

to show up in places

where I wouldn't lose face

by beating on him.

Let me get him alone,

away from friends.

Every rat's got a nest.

Let's dig.

Still hungry?

Alex:
It's little

past her bed time.

Oh, faithful.

That's cute.

(Titters)

Guess I'll have to find

another way

to say thank you.

(Cars rumble by)

(Flame crackles)

Alex:
P.C. Lau's collecting

a debt this afternoon

from none other than Bunny Ho.

He wants me as backup.

P.C.'s not gonna trust you

with his heroin

until you both have

the same blood on your hands.

Alex:
Well, if he's

looking for a killer,

he's got the wrong guy.

But what I don't get

is why he's after Bunny

when they both work for Donald.

Bunny used to run

the ghost eagles

and he's now a blue lantern,

an as of yet uninitiated member

of the Kam Tin.

So if Bunny's in debt,

doesn't matter how far up

Donald's ass he is,

he's not yet a brother

and gives P.C. the right

to collect

by any means necessary.

Alex:
So if I help p.

C. Get the money?

Then you piss off

the ghost eagles,

you impress P.C.,

but you get one step closer

to Donald.

Your people keep an eye

on my girlfriend,

they make sure she's safe,

and I will dig up enough

evidence to bury Donald wong.

Then we'll put him

and P.C. away

and we send that little girl

Bao li home.

Brian!

Not so high.

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