Red Heat

This is not

a foundry worker's hand.

If you work with steel,

you should be used to the heat.

I want Rosta! Viktor Rosta!

- He left!

- Where?

Druzhba Cafe!

It's getting harder.

Ten years ago, no drugs.

Now we have a problem.

Another 10 years, it'll be like Harlem.

It'll never happen.

You're wrong.

You know your new nickname?

The officers called you Iron Jaw...

...but after the fight in the snow,

they call you Roundheaded.

Actually, I'm circumcised myself.

How's your cold?

Awful. Did your mother teach you

any home remedies?

Try holding a hot rock in your hand.

All right, listen.

You go first and I'll stay behind.

To make sure our men

are positioned properly.

Let's get them.

Everything's okay.

No problem, officer.

Let's go. All of you.

Why do you always

pick on us Georgians?

We are just simple people.

Maybe that is why

we are such easy prey.

What's this country coming to?!

This is like the old days!

We are not guilty of anything!

Where is your evidence?

I got his brother in the leg.

Freeze! You are under arrest!

Drop your gun!

Now!

Handcuffs would be a good Idea.

Our informants...

...say Rosta fled the county

with two other criminals...

...Josip Baroda

and Pytor Tatamovich.

We'll find him.

He'll pay far his crimes

against the people.

Abdul Elijah says we're in business.

Get the capital in a safe place

as previously discussed, dig?

Meet me back here at 3:00.

You bring me a key.

We go check the color of your green.

Your shipment's on its way.

You have a small item for me.

I give you a courier?

Bless Abdul Elijah

and the brotherhood.

Nice doing business with you,

comrade.

We're in business.

Attention.

Fun bag patrol.

Double bogies, 11 o'clock.

Christ.

You think she bought those?

I don't think so.

I don't think so.

I think those are homegrown.

Yeah, definitely homegrown.

Art.

Just an opinion.

Jesus.

- Guy's gotta be dead not to notice.

- What's the matter with you?

I'm a man. I got needs.

Chrissakes, we're on the job.

Come on.

We ought to arrest her.

- What'd you squeeze him with?

- Caught him packing on parole.

Gave him a choice:

Whisper in my ear...

...or I turn him into Miss Joliet

for the next three to five.

He tipped you

to a big cleanhead deal?

Man, don't tell me we're popping

cleanheads. I hate the cleanheads.

You are this close to losing your job.

Can you just give us a second,

Charlie?

Yeah, right.

You're not helping yourself here, Art.

This is a good tip.

I got it from my guy, Streak.

All right. Come on, let's go.

- Freeze!

- Freeze! Police! Hands up!

Shut up!

You ain't got sh*t.

Follow me. You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say can be used

against you in court.

You have the right to talk to a...

Outside stairwell.

Freeze, motherf***er!

Don't get nervous. I do this for a living.

You look like Marvin Hagler to me.

I lost money on Hagler!

Hey! How long

you gonna be in there, man?

You're not even using

the goddamn phone.

Jerk.

Yes, top priority.

I'm expecting confirmation.

We'll take extreme precaution.

Take this to Colonel Kulikov

immediately.

Then send for Captain Danko.

He is to report as soon as possible.

Good news, comrade.

America.

Chicago. Gangster.

You are being given

a great responsibility, captain.

Viktor has been arrested

for a minor offense.

His two accomplices

are still at large.

Viktor was organizing a huge

cocaine shipment from America.

Our informants say

5 million dollars' worth.

Bring Viktor home.

Bring him home.

But don't tell the Americans.

I repeat, tell the Americans nothing.

Do not discuss our problems.

Bring Viktor to us.

We will avenge Yuri...

...and protect ourselves

from the poison of the West.

Trust me.

O'Hare skybus leaving for downtown

in five minutes.

- How you doing, honey?

- Blow yourself.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Good thinking.

He should be out any second.

He's going through customs right now.

You read the report Stobbs wrote

on the cleanhead bust?

Yeah. He said your performance

was adequate.

Adequate. Jesus Christ.

What a jerk.

- It's a personality thing, Art.

- Yeah.

Stobbs just doesn't like yours.

Ten to one

he doesn't speak English.

- Captain Danko.

- Yes.

I'm Detective Sergeant Gallagher,

Chicago Police Department.

- Glad to meet you.

- Thank you.

This is my partner,

Detective Sergeant Ridzik.

- First time in Chicago?

- Yes.

- You have a nice flight?

- Yes, fine.

- You hungry?

- No.

- Thirsty?

- No.

Hate to break up this romance,

but I'm parked in a red zone.

No offense.

We got a car waiting outside

for you.

Be about a half-hour drive to the city.

It's a nice drive. You'll enjoy it.

Nice night.

Been real hot lately.

Nothing hotter

than Chicago in August.

It's the humidity that gets to you.

Humidity.

You know, moisture in the air.

How's it been in Moscow?

Hot.

No moisture.

Where'd you learn to speak English

so well?

Army.

Compulsory training.

Language school in Kiev.

Oh, yeah.

That's like as in Chicken Kiev.

Yeah, we had that

at my sister's wedding.

This Viktor Rosta, he must've

pissed off quite a few commissars...

...for them to send someone all

this way just to babysit him home.

What did he do? Take a leak

on the Kremlin Wall or something?

I gotta apologize for my partner,

captain.

You see,

he's just naturally suspicious.

Did you arrest Viktor?

Me? No, it was a couple

of our patrolmen.

Where?

Right near his hotel, actually,

The Garvin.

Yeah, it's a breeding ground

for pushers, pimps, prostitutes.

- You know, anybody...

- Take me there.

We got you booked

at the Executive House.

Please. Garvin.

You sure you wanna stay here?

It's the pits. You have a choice.

I stay here.

- If you're on a budget I can talk to my...

- Thank you.

- I will be fine.

- Okay.

You're the boss.

I'll pick you up around

9:
00 in the morning, okay?

Hey, nice talking to you, captain.

- What do you think, Art?

- I think he's a jerk.

- Danko.

- You're welcome.

Put your name in the big book

right there.

You had man here called Rosta.

Viktor Rosta.

- A Russian?

- Soviet.

I want same room.

Are you Russian too?

Nice going.

It's 302.

Right up the stairs.

Capitalism.

And this is our booking area.

Looks like a major crime wave

just hit, right?

When I first walked in here when

they assigned me to this district...

...I thought all hell had broken loose.

Nope.

It was just a typical Monday morning.

Is that a Russian cop uniform?

Looks like a glorified postman

or something out of World War Two.

- Be respectful to our guest, Audrey.

- Yes, sir.

Not king.

Checkmate in two moves.

Use bishop to queen four.

Thanks for your advice, comrade,

but I think I got it covered.

This way, captain.

The nerve of that guy.

Captain Danko, Moscow Militia.

This is Commander Donnelly,

chief of this district.

Thanks, Tom. The captain

will be with you in a minute.

This is an extradition order.

All it requires is your signature.

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