Little Saigon Page #6

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on that we're a female gang.

I agree with Kim.

I'm very pleased with your work.

Hopefully we'll discourage the egg

and the banana after this.

(laughs) Egg and banana.

Any other issue?

General, we've been helping

you achieve your goals.

Now we expect to see a little bling-bling.

Bling-bling what?

Money, some goods.

That was a nice haul we brought in,

jewelry, cash, some gold.

Yes, but it all must be laundered, Kim.

That's cool, but we

have the right to know

the approximate value

of what we brought in

and what we might expect in return.

You're right, Kim.

Next time we meet, we

run over some number.

Good.

And in the meantime?

In the meantime, $50,000.

Take it and spend it in my

restaurant, okay, girls?

Run a big bar tab, all right?

Everyone.

BLB forever.

Thi!

(glasses clinking)

Jack, because of the

robbery, things have change.

Things, I'm sorry, things what?

Things have change!

Things have changed?

Really, how so?

I had over $2 million in

gold and cash in that safe.

I'm broke.

(scoffs) You know, no offense,

but will someone please tell me

why Vietnamese people hate

cops and banks so much?

Police in Vietnam was very corrupt.

We never trust those police.

And in Vietnam my family

did have money in US bank

and we lost it all when Saigon fell.

The bank did not guarantee our money.

This isn't Saigon.

Let's not get off the point here.

Not that is the point, isn't it?

I mean, everybody knows

that Vietnamese people hate cops and banks

and they keep all their

worldly possessions at home.

I mean no wonder there's so

many home invasion robberies

in Little Saigon.

I mean, if someone stole

my little pal, Mr. Chao,

I'd freak out and call the cops!

Jack, Kinh didn't come here

to get a lecture from you.

Okay, Kinh, well, then,

why did you come here?

I can't afford to pay you, Jack.

But if you can get my money,

I will give you $100,000.

Oh, well wonderful.

You will give me money after

I go recover your money

that you already owe

me from a vicious gang.

I'm sorry, I know I'm

asking a lot of you.

Yeah, you are.

I mean, I'm sorry for your

little string of bad luck,

but I'm a real estate salesman.

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

(phone rings)

Excuse me.

Hi, Jack Mackie.

Oh, yes, hello, thank you

so much for calling back.

Oh, that's, oh, yes, hold

on one second please.

Look, this is a very important phone call,

okay, I gotta take this.

So, I'll tell you what,

let me get ahold of you in a day or two,

I'll think about it, and

maybe we'll do lunch.

Hey, we'll go grab some pho.

Whaddaya say, right?

Yes, that will be fine, Jack.

Yes, yes, that'll be fine, okay, great.

Okay, thanks.

Tuan, can you walk her out please?

Thanks so much, thank you.

Mindy, okay, all right, thanks.

(sniffs) Listen, Kinh,

Jack is really busy

right now running his company.

I understand.

But I'll be here for

you, no matter what.

I just want you to know that.

Thank you, Tuan, that

means so much to me.

You through with your

important phone call?

Don't start with me, Tuan.

She needs your help.

Look, Tuan, we almost

got killed last night.

Besides I was never in a

position to help her anyway.

I was just goin' through the motions.

I mean do you really think

I could deal with

murderers and gangbangers?

Why not, you probably faced

worse in Vietnam, right?

Hey look, Tuan, you were

there every step of the way

with me during that whole little charade,

so don't start acting like

a choirboy all of a sudden.

Now if you want to

continue to play detective,

then go ahead, but I'm done.

Yeah, well I'm done being your banana.

What?

My banana, what's that supposed to mean?

Tuan, what's up with the banana thing?

Hey.

(upbeat music)

(knocking)

Da, mama, da.

No, mama, is urinary tract infection.

No.

Da, da, spasibo.

[Hamilton] Get the door!

I am's on the phone!

[Hamilton] I don't give a

sh*t, get the friggin' door!

No, mama, no, da, da.

Yeah?

Hi, Jack Mackie.

Remember me?

Yeah, the used car salesman.

No, no, no, no, no, no,

real estate, real estate.

Mm-hmm.

Is Ham home?

Yeah.

Mama, I call you back.

He's in the back.

Go ahead, sit down.

[Jack] Thank you.

Ah.

Hm.

(Jack clears throat)

Are you on TV?

No credit, no job, no problem!

(both laughing)

That's me, yeah.

You've seen my commercials, right?

Guilty.

- That's very nice.

- Oh, now.

I've alvays vanted to be on TV.

Oh, really, you want to be an actress.

No, I just want to be on TV.

Sure, why not?

(both laughing)

It's fun.

Do you think you can get me on TV?

Oh, I think I could.

I'd love to get you on TV.

I mean, you know what I mean?

[Hamilton] Hey!

Yeah, oh!

I hope you're not

puttin' moves on my girl!

No, oh, no, we were just talkin'.

[Hamilton] Take it easy,

I'm just screwin' with ya.

Wanna beer?

(Jack sighs)

No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Um, so, listen, Ham,

so, you were sayin', uh,

when we first met, that

you were interested

in a real estate transaction of some sort.

Well, if that's the case,

Jack Mackie's your guy.

If you're ready to sell this place,

I would to love to get the listing.

(chuckles) How can you

sell something you don't own.

Shut up, Star.

Vhat did I tell you about talking to me

that way in front of company?

Then shut your piehole

and I won't have to!

I don't need this sh*t, Ham, no.

This not Soviet Union, no!

Where the hell do

you think you're goin'?

Back to Russia!

The mall, motherf***er!

Okay, but don't be

hangin' out with those brats

in the friggin' food court.

Sorry about that.

She's still got a lotta growin' up to do.

Yeah.

But she sure is cute, right?

Oh!

Ham, look, uh, I'm kind of confused.

Um, you mean you don't own this place?

Jack, I admit, I misled you.

But if I'd told you the real

reason I wanted to talk to you

you might not have shown up.

The real reason?

I need some fresh blood for my team.

I'm sorry, fresh blood for your team?

Jack, Jack.

I was a guest of the Hanoi

Hilton for almost five years.

I was lucky, I came home.

But I got a lot of buds still over there.

Oh, yeah, you still think

there are Americans over in Vietnam?

I don't think, I know.

Since the end of the war

there's been hundreds

of sightings and intelligent reports

that prove Americans are

still being held captive

throughout Vietnam and Laos.

And Washington is doing nothing.

Kissinger sold us down the river.

North Vietnamese wanted

reparations after the war.

Kissinger said we'd give 'em four billion,

so they held back some of our prisoners

as insurance until they got their dough.

Well we never gave it to 'em.

[Jack] Hmm.

And we never got back our prisoners.

Jack, did you know that

at the end of the war

we still had over 600 prisoners in Laos?

And guess how many came home?

Well, I don't know, Ham, I'm, how many?

None, that's how many!

Friggin' none!

'Kay, wow, huh, I mean,

that really sucks, you

know, I mean, but, um,

what do you want me to do about it?

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