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Stand him up straight.

Stand him up straight!

Come on! Move! Move! Move!

- We got cops out here!

- How many?

Cops?!

Get the cars! Take some men.

Get the hell outta here!

Take your shot! Take your shot!

No can do. Lost the shot.

Two, take him!

Negative. Target not clear.

No shot. No shot.

Son of a b*tch!

F***ing kid!

F***!

Ryan! Jake never came out.

I know, goddamn it! What the f***

do you want me to do about it?!

Michael!

Kill that f***in' kid.

Second wave! Second wave!

Go! Go!

Get over there!

Agh!

OK... OK.

I'll make you a deal.

What I gave Stuart... you can have that.

It's not good enough.

That's 25 grand!

What the f***'s the matter with you?

OK. All right. What do you want, huh?

You didn't hear nothin'.

You didn't see nothin'.

I'll give you all the money you want.

Tony...

The only time a man doesn't want money

is if he wants somethin' else.

You're sweatin' like a pig.

All he wants is to get out in one piece.

Not the face.

- Nice plan, Lieutenant.

- Jesus Christ!

Real smooth.

Gimme a hand.

F*** you.

Steve, take this piece of sh*t and book him.

I hear they need a

police commissioner in Beirut.

What's your problem, kid?

We had a deal, right?

...he got away? How did he get away?

- Did they pop Klein?

- They killed Klein, but the kid got away.

- We paid good money to them Feds.

- Don't worry. I have it wired.

You better have it wired.

That kid saw everything.

The Feds got a copy of this tape.

- You're clear, just like I said.

- You son of a b*tch.

Why didn't you use that tape before?

I needed you.

Look, this is a war, kid.

There's no sideline.

You're on one side or the other.

Maybe it's time you asked yourself

what your little war costs.

Whatever it takes.

- Lieutenant?

- Ah, forget it.

- Now we get Tau.

- It ain't over.

C'mon. Get in the f***in' car.

Jake! Where are you going?

"Whatever it takes"?

I'm so tired of that bullshit.

"Whatever it takes"

is something that happens to somebody else.

You know he's still the best cop

I've ever known, okay?

You need to get out more.

Jake, the next flight to LA

doesn't leave for another 4 hours.

I think I've had enough police

protection, Detective Withers

What if told you I had something

you'd like to get your hands on?

- Excuse me?

- I have your dad's file.

He's got some brass.

You gotta give him that.

Welcome back, Mr Serrano.

- After you.

- No. After you, Mr Serrano.

- How's the missis?

- The missis, she's fine.

Yeah? That's good.

F***in' kid.

F***in' kid broke my f***in' nose!

Where did you get this?

I told you. Some friends

in the Federal building.

I called them for some favors

You better call 'em back

I don't think they got the whole thing.

What did you think you were

gonna find in there?

I don't know. Nothing.

You're welcome.

It wasn't an easy thing to get, you know.

Well, then, why'd you do it?

- Excuse me?

- Everybody wants something...

especially a 24-hour-a-day cop.

You're really asking why I did this?

I'm just wondering when Lieutenant Ryan and

his wish list gonna come through the door?

You a**hole!

I read the file, Jake.

Your father was doing

what he thought was right...

and he died.

It happens every day.

Deal with it.

Dad! We have to get outta here!

Jake! Jake, get out now!

If I only could have...

I was 10 feet from him when the tank...

when he died.

Everybody dies.

But he died for something he believed in.

You're alive, Jake.

You gotta let him go.

I know.

I miss him.

"Can't Find My Way" by Hardline

Here comes that feelin'

Burnin' in my heart again

And why's it comin' back

Back to haunt me again?

Yeah

Well, I can't stand it

It hurts me blind

Whatever I can see

You appear on my mind

Without you

I can't find my way

Yeah

I can't find my way

Yeah, yeah

All those stormy nights

Can't wash away the pain

I can't find my way

Yeah

Nobody told me it would be easy

Oh, life, they say

Can't always please me, yeah

Well, I can't look back

Now that she's gone

I can't find my way

Yeah

I can't find my way...

Jesus Christ!

Goddamn you guys!

Sh*t!

Withers!

- Open up. It's Ryan.

- Ryan?

Oh, great.

Come on. I need to talk to you.

Open the damn door.

Just a minute.

Just get in there.

Jesus.

What happened to you?

Tau had Serrano killed

in his cell last night.

What?

Now he is laughing his ass off

over a half a ton of smack.

- You went to the laundry.

- Yeah, I went to the laundry.

Torn it apart. Nothing got a goddamn thing!

I know it's there. I can smell it!

Maybe if I had a man on the inside.

I don't know.

- What about Farris?

- Nah. They know Farris.

It doesn't matter anyway.

Tomorrow I'm gonna be back on foot patrol.

- It's just a waste of time.

- It's just time, Mace.

It is just 10 years of my life wasted!

Flushed!

And for what?

- For what's right.

- Yeah?

What is right, Karla? Huh?

I stood there last night staring

at that little son of a b*tch...

and I realised I couldn't even spoon out...

this one worthless piece of wormshit,

Kinman Tommy Tau!

At least I didn't get that kid killed.

You mean Jake.

Yeah.

I like that kid.

Maybe you should have told him.

I don't have to say somethin' like that.

He knows.

He knows.

Hey, Mace.

- We're still gonna get Tau, right?

- Yeah, right.

Maybe he'll give us both

a job in his laundry.

About time!

I'll be goddamned.

- You ready?

- Ready.

Let's get you wired.

Come here. Hitch your shirt up.

How does this feel? Is this comfortable?

- Feels like a gun in my back

- Yeah

Good. Maybe that'll keep you

on your toes. Withers?

Withers, go ahead.

Workers going in now.

All right, now listen.

Remember the names I gave you -

your family back home, friends.

- Anybody stops you...

- Hit 'em with the names. I know.

Look, it's just, uh...

you and me here. Nobody knows about this.

As far as the department's

concerned, I'm fishing

I got it.

You run into any trouble in there,

you bail. You listenin' to me?

- Relax.

- Yeah, right.

I'm very relaxed.

Go.

Uh... Jake

Yeah?

l, uh...

Uh...

- You know...

- Yeah.

You don't have to say it.

Thank God.

Coming

Wait! Who are you a**hole?

I'm Hong Wong, Kim Wong's brother.

Wang Cho gave me this job, and he...

Shut up! Speak English!

Thank you, big brother.

Thank you, thank you.

Shut up. Back to work.

Hey, you. Don't unload here.

Go back and get another cart.

Go back and get another cart.

Don't you hear me?

Ryan...

Ryan.

Withers, go ahead.

Withers?

Sh*t.

- Ryan.

- Jake, get out of there fast.

Gotta get out now!

I think it comes out of the sheets.

Ryan...

Ryan?

Sh*t.

The two cops are coming.

You can come.

Everyone stays alert

So...

Looks like you finally figured me out, Ryan.

Funny, Serrano thought the same thing.

Now, don't be stupid, Tommy.

I got backup all over the street.

SWAT, helicopters.

You won't get 10 feet outside that door.

You're stupid! You come here alone!

You have no backup.

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