Showdown In Little Tokyo

Tanaka!

Haven't I told you this is illegal...

...and it pisses me off?

You're under arrest.

Not tonight, Kenner.

Kick his ass!

$5,000 on the new guy!

That's a good bet.

Was that an offer?

I'm too much woman for you, Kenner-san.

You better start with something easier.

We are from

the New Merchants Association.

You are highly thought of

in the community.

We are looking for a donation.

I give each year,

to fund the lights and the parade.

We were thinking more of a percentage

of your gross profits. From now on...

...deliveries will be kept on time.

The bad element will stay away.

You will keep from getting hurt.

Things are changing around here.

The Yakuza will take care of

any problems you may have.

The Yakuza? Here?

This is not Tokyo, this is America!

I'm only a small businesswoman, please.

You got a problem, f***er?

No problem at all.

Come on. Don't do this.

If I don't get breakfast, I get real grumpy.

You wouldn't like me grumpy.

Put it down. Now!

Come on, Champ.

Police! Hold it!

All right, say it.

Asian Task Force. You're Kenner?

Nelson sent me. I'm your new partner.

Really? Looks like they all got away.

Good job, Officer.

All that upper-body strength

really slows you down.

- I'm not slow.

- You didn't hit me.

If I did, you wouldn't be here.

I'm not arguing.

But you didn't.

Children.

Here's one.

- Should I read him his rights?

- Sure, if it makes you feel better.

But I don't think he's conscious.

You're right.

Down there.

Good luck.

Sorry.

Good luck.

Too bad. Good luck.

These are my ex-partners.

You got a name?

How long you been in LA?

I don't think Bozohead speaks English.

You want to tell me what's going on?

He works for a group called

"Tetsu No Tsume".

The Iron Claw.

He's Yakuza, a perversion of the warrior

class. It dates back to the 12th century.

So, they've been pissing you off

for a long time?

This isn't going to work. I'll have Nelson

send you back to wherever he found you.

Don't do that.

They don't really want me back.

I have a problem keeping partners, too.

I'm not surprised. I hate you already.

I want to find out his boss's name.

- His "oy"ab"u"n.

- O"y"ab"u"n?

- Lf he tells you, the boss won't be happy.

- His choice.

What's he doing?

Motherf***er!

The guy was nuts!

- What the f*** did he do?

- Made his choice.

In his world,

that was the honorable way to die.

What world is that?

Let me get this straight.

You lost all your suspects

because you were whacking each other?

Yeah, except one.

He just broke his own neck.

You arrest the nicest people.

Mr. Yoshida, you can have

the Bonsai Club and the girl!

I'll work for you!

Please! I'll give you anything!

No, come on, please!

Get me out of here!

Tanaka should have retired

when we gave him the chance.

One must submit to the inevitable.

Hate to see him die that way.

It crushes me.

How you doing?

- I thought you quit that stuff.

- I heard something.

- The sound of your brain frying.

- They sent guys to kill Tanaka.

What are you talking about?

- These guys scare the sh*t out of me.

- Why do you still hang around them?

Come with me.

Mr. Yoshida wants to see you.

"T"ana"k"a, "liste"n "to me. "

"These guys" a"re" ba"d" n"ews. "

"Who told you they ow"n"ed" a b"eer f"a"ctory? "

"They're t"a"lki"n"g" ab"out t"a"ki"n"g over"

"your Bo"n"s"a"i Clu"b, an"d everythi"n"g else. "

"I'm" n"ot kiddi"n"g. They'll kill you"

"if you do"n"'t do wh"a"t they s"a"y. "

That was foolish.

You're our guest.

Loyalty is an admirable trait.

But Mr. Tanaka is retiring.

I don't believe you.

He didn't either.

So, you're looking for employment, yes?

Angel, what am I going to do with you?

I could do you.

Even in front of these guys.

I think I'll do you.

A single blow, very clean.

A surgically sharp instrument.

A sword.

Yeah, a sword.

I have seen a lot of would-be beheadings.

It's not as easy as it looks.

Whoever did this was very good.

It was also completely redundant.

- How do you mean?

- Open this, please.

The eyes are still dilated.

It's very strange after death.

So I did a prelim.

There were enough methamphetamines

in her system to kill her.

- What kind?

- It's called ice. Big in Japan, but not here.

It makes rock look like decaf.

If it breaks wide, there'll be a plague

like you have never seen.

- Thanks, Russell.

- Anytime.

This is a weird part of town.

How come you don't know

a goddamn thing about your own culture?

My culture?

Listen, Champ. I was raised in the Valley.

My dad's a white guy who's a dentist.

I know about malls,

MTV, driving Dad's car on Mulholland.

That doesn't explain the Bushido.

Mom made me study martial arts

to get a Japanese identity.

Actually, she had this idea about

flower arranging first, but be serious.

What's your excuse?

I was raised in Japan.

Did you have to do

that flower-arranging stuff?

A warrior who knows only one side

leaves himself vulnerable to attack.

Many of the greatest samurai

also wrote haiku.

Those poems that don't rhyme.

This is the Bonsai Club. Japanese come

here for their own special kind of fun.

Get ready for some sudden

cultural immersion.

I'll warn you, I don't eat raw fish.

But that's just me.

I can't exactly get in the front.

They don't like me.

Why aren't I surprised?

Does everyone around here know you?

They know who I am.

Come on in.

How long did you study?

Since I was four.

You should have started earlier.

That would've helped your form.

I was four!

There's nothing wrong with my form.

Sushi in the raw.

You know what I said about the fish?

I could change my mind.

What did he say?

Something very strange.

See that girl singing?

God! Yeah.

You're right.

I could get immersed in some of that.

She hung out with a girl

that comes in two parts now.

You remember Angel?

Don't mention Angel's dead.

Not yet, anyway.

We're looking for Angel Mueller.

Have you seen her?

You must be Sgt. Kenner.

Everybody does know you.

I shouldn't be talking to you.

When'd you last see her?

- She was at the party last night.

- Who was the party for?

The Red Dragon Brewery. The new owner.

Of the brewery?

Of the club. The owner of the brewery

now owns the club.

Did you see Angel leave the party?

They sent her to see him

and I never saw her again, okay?

See who?

You know where to find me

if you need to talk to me.

Sweet!

We have a problem.

Let's go!

Maybe we should have paid the cover.

Thanks.

Down, motherf***er!

You'll be fine.

If they wanted to kill us,

they already would have.

I have a real bad feeling about this.

There's no problem.

Just play by their rules.

Be polite. Show respect.

Have we met before?

Last time I saw you, your face matched.

I knew you would come some day.

You saved me the trouble of waiting.

- You should have finished the job then.

- I'll do it for you now.

I don't think so.

Cop.

Policeman. Understand?

It's bad to shoot me.

He's a cop, too.

It's bad to shoot him.

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