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- Vodka? Tequila.

- A heavy-duty cop.

- I don't give a sh*t who he is.

Tell him to back off.

I don't want no hassles.

That man will wreck everything. You

want another funeral in the department?

Point taken. I'll stop him.

And get that export license.

Johnny doesn't do that shipment...

I don't find out where

his depot is located.

Give me a day, okay?

Customs are a snap.

- Be cool. You'll get what you want.

- What about my Swiss bank account?

- Buttoned up.

- And what about the house in Guam?

- Does it have a walled garden?

- I'm not playing this game, Tony.

If you don't want to do this job,

you're free to quit.

And live where?

Just stay real.

What's up?

Don't trust me?

You know I always deliver the goods,

Superintendent.

It's your birthday.

You forgot?

A present.

I had forgotten.

So busy being a gangster,

I don't know which me is real.

And you're the only guy

that remembered it anyhow.

Don't forget that.

What is it? You still upset.

Looking for a little revenge?

What should I call you?

Not really a criminal.

But not exactly a cop.

What's your rank? Sergeant?

Inspector? Joker?

- Should I salute you?

- If you like.

To you I'm a thief.

To my mother, a son.

To the triads, I'm a hero.

- Could we ever be friends?

- You've got the gun.

You can tell me to go out

and milk a cow, and I'll do it.

I'm sorry, I don't like milk.

What's with all

these paper cranes?

You bored?

Maybe you feel lonely here?

You know, I've always

hated making cranes.

I make one each time

I kill somebody.

How about it?

Shall I make you one?

No, thanks.

And if you get killed,

who'll make yours?

Why don't you and I work together?

Make a paper vulture for Johnny Wong?

Because I don't have time.

You make it for him. I've got to go.

I hate in-house funerals.

I write all the music each time.

A cop dies, and I have

to play a tune for him.

I really don't want

to do that for you.

Get out!

Johnny Wong's here.

- How do we keep in touch?

- I'll send you a crane.

Be good.

You're on your own.

You two-faced bastard.

Damn you, you called the cops.

Check the place.

Alan, I've been after this

bastard for a long time.

You know, you're my guy now.

I'll look after you.

- Hospital!

- Right.

You'll get round-the-clock

guards, so don't worry.

- I don't need it. I'll be all right.

- Don't be silly. You do need it.

Please, nurse,

over here a minute.

I don't want this patient's

records left here.

Nobody must know he's

in this room, understand?

We know the Fox double-crossed you.

He told Hui's leftovers

where you were hanging out.

- He'll pay for that.

- Forget about it. I'll handle it.

Maybe you should get better first.

I'll do it.

- Is the Fox really a traitor?

- The Fox has two masters.

He works for the cops and us.

He told me about Hui's warehouse.

Bastard!

He can tell about yours as well.

It wasn't smart to tell him.

I'll kill him.

I'll kill that little d*ckhead.

Let me take care of him.

What have you told

our friends the cops?

I've told them nothing.

This is pointless.

Little f***er, playing dumb!

If you didn't rat on us,

how come the cops knew about the raid?

I wonder about that.

There's more rats in this gang

than members. You know what?

Mr. Woo, he's a true friend.

Right or wrong,

it doesn't matter.

He and I are both

in serious danger right now.

In my position,

what would you do?

If he really was my friend,

I wouldn't hesitate...

whether he was right or wrong.

Even if I was still a cop,

yes, I'd still help him.

Such character.

Not me, old buddy.

It's the guy up there.

Foxy, Foxy, what happened to you?

Foxy, what is it?

Johnny Wong's arsenal,

it's over at--

- Where is it?

- Maple, Maple Hospital.

Mr. Woo, call my girlfriend for me.

Have her meet me at the hospital.

- Who brought him in?

- It's all right nurse. I did.

Inspector Yuen, CI D.

I'll register him formally later.

I'm responsible.

Hold it right there.

I'm sorry.

- Nurse, blood pressure.

- It's low, 80 over 50.

And his pupils?

- Somewhat dilated.

- Nurse, give him oxygen.

Boss, that cop took Foxy

to Maple Hospital. He's alive.

- So what's going on?

- It's about Foxy.

- Somehow he's still alive.

- I'll bet he ratted on us.

- Let me take care of it.

- You?

- I won't miss this time.

- Kill that cop too.

I'm not convinced.

Send extra guys with him,

just in case.

The guy was my informer,

so tell me how he's doing.

Luckily, he had a lighter in his

breast pocket, or he'd be dead.

- When can he talk?

- Not yet. He needs rest.

- Are you all right?

- Cig--

- What?

- Ciga--

It'll blow up your oxygen.

Turn it off then, turn it off.

You're half dead.

Give yourself a break.

I'm all dead.

But before I go, I want

to prove I was the best.

You've already proven it.

Someone guessed?

Johnny's gun cache is in the basement

of the goddamn hospital.

Am I smart or what?

I won't live to see it.

It's up to you.

The show's all yours.

You're full of it.

Give me that, come on.

Now rest.

Who's smoking?

Don't you know it's dangerous?

- That's why I put it out.

- Don't do it again.

Time for medication.

Please, no injections, buddy.

They might try to kill me.

Relax, that's the reason

I'm here with you.

The gentleman outside

sent this for you.

- Where are you taking me?

- Somewhere safe.

One of my men's

guarding a witness.

- Which room is he in?

- Room 301 .

White roses again.

Can't you be more original?

What's wrong with them?

From an undercover cop?

That's irrelevant.

It's just my taste.

Roses are so obvious,

anyone would suspect them.

- Where's Foxy?

- I put him there.

- And where's Johnny's arsenal?

- I'm not sure I can say.

No time to waste.

I don't like being bullied.

Tell me where the arsenal is.

I went through a lot of hassle

to let Foxy escape.

Things ain't been easy for me.

When I'm triad, the cops try to kill me.

And when I'm a cop,

everyone tries to kill me.

I'm one scared guy.

I just want to get this clear

and close the case.

- Why are you giving me this sh*t?

- You're not being realistic.

Okay, you bust these bastards,

and then what?

The government gives you money

and a new passport.

What are you going to do

with your life?

Where do you think you're going?

You've got to have an operation.

After all you've done for them,

the police will never thank you, Tony.

- I've known that all along.

- So, then wise up. Come on.

- What's happened?

- Nothing. Just move on.

- Watch out for strangers, okay?

- Okay.

Watch out.

We should go on up.

I've got a rendezvous to keep.

- Tequila!

- Been here long? Let's go inside.

Any news?

Big steel reinforcements

were used in the morgue.

They spent almost

four months building it.

- That's what Foxy said before he died.

- He's dead?

We were a little late.

I forgot to introduce you.

My girlfriend, Theresa.

Aren't you the one who

sent her all the flowers?

- Your flowers are beautiful.

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