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- They're still warm. From Joe's Deli?

- Where else?

You spoil me shamefully.

Here's the week's heartbreak,

believed to be in the area...

an 11-year-old boy...

a retarded girl of 17.

That's my offering.

What have you got for me?

We have a 14-year-old

brought in last night...

been in town for 72 hours.

Picked up at the bus terminal,

gang-raped, sodomized...

and working the streets the next day.

I don't think she's ready to face the cops.

I respect the way you feel, Father,

but I got pressure from the top.

When a kid shows up,

they want to know about it.

She was beautiful.

Haunting, to be more accurate.

And let me tell you...

she was having an orgasm!

Are you sure you're not just

wishing an orgasm on her?

If she wasn't enjoying it,

why didn't she cry for help? Tell me that.

Because she is not some bargirl

who knows how to deal with men.

Because of shame.

Better humiliation, than the shame

of telling others she's been touched.

That is the Japanese way, isn't it?

- Maybe you're right.

- I am right.

And now, I will give you some

information that will place you in my debt.

Then I might not want to hear it.

Yes, you will.

For three years you're going to be forced

to watch the home games of the Dodgers.

A transfer to the Los Angeles office?

I'm indebted to you, deeply.

- To America!

- To America!

You are making a major mistake.

You've got nothing on me.

- I suggest that you get out before l...

- Before you call a cop.

You and me, we're going to take a drive.

You give me a hard time,

I'm going to blow off your kneecaps.

Drive.

What kind of sh*t is this?

Take me in, so I can call my lawyer.

This has nothing to do with lawyers,

nor the department.

You make a living selling little kids.

I make a living stopping pissheads like you.

This is just between you and me,

and I'm going to put you out of business.

What the hell have you brought me here for?

- You'll find out.

- Look, I think you're a little bit unstable.

You've got a wife

and a couple of kids, right?

What do you make?

About $35,000?

This is a President with a diamond face.

$25,000...

at Tiffany's.

It's yours,

and we never see each other again.

I'd like to shove this up your ass,

but I don't want to dirty my hands.

You're going to eat it.

You're going to eat it,

or I'll blow your head off.

Open up your mouth!

I'm dying.

No, you're not.

But you'll have to stick your head

between your legs to tell the time.

Now what?

Just watch.

F***ing bastard!

Why?

Why, man?

Nothing personal, Duke.

It's a question of ethics.

Should a man enjoy a $20,000 car...

bought by the efforts of teenage girls

on their knees and backs?

You're going to stop running

these little girls, Duke...

because if you don't, you're dead.

Dead in the gutter, dead.

You're a mad dog! I shoot mad dogs!

I blow their f***ing guts out!

Colorful, but dangerous.

Swimmers, take your marks.

Come on, Rita.

Way to go, Rita.

That's your personal best, 26.5.

- I'm so proud of her.

- Me, too.

Good job, Rita. How about some shots?

Perfect.

Great.

Why the hell doesn't her coach

cover her up?

Put a robe or something on her?

She could catch her death of cold.

Ladies and gentlemen...

we will be arriving at Los Angeles

International Airport in 10 minutes...

where the time is 9:15 a. M...

and the temperature is 68 degrees.

Thank you for flying All Nippon Airways.

I'd rather go to an American school.

I don't see how abacus drill and calligraphy

are going to help me in life.

I think we are doing quite well

in the world...

in spite of the educational system,

which you criticize.

Come, let's go to school.

An abacus can calculate

as fast as a computer.

As for calligraphy, it is part of our heritage.

How would you write your

New Year's resolutions? On a typewriter?

You should listen

to your older sister, Se-Chan.

You're too impulsive.

I'll be late tonight.

I'm taking a client out for dinner.

What do you think?

I think they're right off the bus...

no place to go, hungry and scared shitless...

now that they're in the big city.

Let me off at the next corner.

I'll make my move.

Question is, how do I get rid of the boy?

Get rid of your sexist attitude.

That boy is sweet.

There's a clientele for that.

Plenty of rich a**hole bandits around.

Get them both and diversify.

Part of your new operation.

Forget about the kids. Do exactly like I say.

I'm not interested

in your ballistics expertise.

I'm interested in that glaring blank

in your report...

like who the hell is out there

gunning for the both of you, and why?

It's not Joey Kaplan they're after.

The man was a paragon of virtue.

We know, Captain.

Joey Kaplan died for your sins.

Now that's it, isn't it?

Please, Captain, we make a lot of enemies.

No, Eddie. Even thieves like you.

It's not we, it's me.

I make a lot of enemies.

Perhaps you'd favor us

with a list of your enemies?

Who's your number one?

Since May 23, it's a pimp called Duke.

He runs little girls for wealthy perverts.

So why's May 23 so ingrained

in that fine mind of yours?

It was May 23 I set his Cadillac on fire.

And on May 23,

I made him swallow a big gold watch.

A President. It has a diamond face.

I think they sell for $25,000.

What are you, completely crazy?

You can't bust the scumbag

like any other cop.

No, you've got to exact a biblical vengeance.

I mean, who appointed you

avenger of my department?

Who gave you a flaming sword?

Captain, this bag of sh*t

is running little girls.

Babies.

And he's getting fat off them.

If I haul him in,

he's back out on the street in 30 minutes.

What are we supposed to do?

Obey the regulations

of the Los Angeles Police Department.

Now get out.

- Crowe.

- Yes, sir.

If you were into me for $50,000,

I'd come after you myself.

So, Hada-San, America's not so different?

No. Hands off.

Hada-San, you must learn the rule...

touching hostess' breast

definitely not permitted in Los Angeles.

Not permitted? How sad.

- Why not?

- City regulation.

I think there are

too many regulations in America.

It makes for good balance,

drink in one hand...

breast in the other.

Partner...

I think I've had too much to drink tonight.

- I had a lot of fun at the ballet.

- It was really fun.

The music, wasn't it good?

- Let's go again.

- Sure. When are we gonna go?

I don't know. Let's ask Sister Dominique.

She's really nice,

she'll probably let us go again.

We've got to go to the sale. We've got to go.

- Yeah, I've been saving, so...

- Good.

- P is for party

- A is for all right

- R is for rowdy

- T is for tonight

- Y is for you

- And you know what to do

I said, party

Don't let your momma know

Party

Or she won't let you go

Party

- P is for party

- A is for all right

- R is for rowdy

- T is for tonight

- Y is for you

- And you know what to do

I said, party

Don't let your momma know

Party

Party

What happened, Rita?

Some Oriental guy

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