The Corruptor Page #5
Chen leans out of what remains of the doorway, while
yelling back to the still shell-shocked Wallace.
CHEN:
Fire your weapon!
UNG:
They're Fukes!
The entire compliment is pinned down in either the
rooms or the hallway facing down three furious
Fukes. Chen pumps his final ammo clip into his gun,
pulls a second gun from an ankle holster and fires
away. Suddenly, another Fuke with an automatic
weapon comes out of nowhere and advances
kamakazi style to one of the bedrooms- the P.D.'s
gunfire no match for his Uzi. He's got Chen, Ung, Deng,
Wallace and the five remaining uniforms pinned down.
Chen thinks fast, retreats into the bedroom-
INT:
1ST GINZA BEDROOMChen quickly feels the solidity of the walls- finds the
weak spot of the plasterboard and starts kicking
through to the next room while the firefight
continues in the hallway.
INT:
2ND GINZA BEDROOMThe uniforms fighting at the doorway turn to see Chen
come crashing into their room and continue on right
to the next wall, battling his way up the hallway
towards the Fukes position the only way he can.
INT:
HALLWAYThe firefight continues but it's totally one sided as
the cops pistols can't compete against the Uzi.
Windows to the bedrooms are exploding like
firecrackers, whores and johns caught out in the
hallway shiver in terror behind whatever cover they
can find. A huge glass display in the hallway implodes
drenching the place in flying glass.
Wallace does the best he can, firing uselessly at the
kamikazi, only visible from the neck up as he keeps
the entire force at bay. Suddenly we see a glock come
up to the back of the shooter's head which blows his
brains out into the hallway, finally silencing the
automatic. Chen steps out, the arm behind the hit.
There's only three fukes left now, including Jack,
armed only with semi-automatics.
CHEN:
I'm out on three! One, two,
three!
Every cop steps out and bombards the end of the hall
with all the firepower they've got. They pin back the
shooters as Chen storms into the hall and races, guns
blazing toward the gunmen. All three of them flee,
one down the stairs, Jack and the other up towards
the roof. Chen decides to go up, negotiating each
corner with whatever he's got left. He gets to the
second flight just in time to see Jack desperately kick
out a window and make a run across a rooftop. Chen
continues the last flight up where he finds the lone
Fuke out of amo and desperately trying to tear open
the roof acess door which is bolted shut.
CHEN (cont'd)
Weapon down, hands in
the air, up against the
wall.
The Fuke cooperates, backing up onto the landing as
Chen ascends.
CHEN (cont'd)
Turn around!
The kid does, but as he moves he suddenly produces a
knife the size of a baby's arm that cuts across Chen,
slicing his stomach. Chen reacts with amazing speed,
smashing his gun across the gangster's head almost
decaptating him. Simultaneously, the last Fuke comes
charging up the stairs, Chen picks up the guy next to
him and hurls him over the staircase knocking the
charging Fuke down to the next landing. His gun goes
flying right towards Wallace's feet who together with
a backup of unifroms, comes bounding around the
corner, grabs the weapon and covers the two punks.
Chen looks down from top landing
CHEN:
You're late.
INT:
KUNG PHO RESTAURANT - NIGHTUng and Chen storm into the twelve-table restaurant
filled mostly with teenage Fukienese. They move
toward the rear of the restaurant passing Jack,
huddled with two of his friends.
Some of the gangsters stand to run interference, but
the two cops push through them to a back table
where Bobby Vu works a cell phone. Without a word
Chen punches him out of his chair. He hits him again
and again, knocking the gangster into the kitchen.
INT:
KUNG PHO RESTAURANT KITCHEN - NIGHTUng pulls his gun, holding the other gangsters at bay
as Chen grabs a sauce pan from the overhead rack
and slams it into Bobby Vu's head, knocking him to the
floor. He then throws it at the group of Dragons
closing in around them.
CHEN:
Want some?
No one does. He stares down the gangsters with
disgust.
CHEN:
Fukienese Dragons.
He spits on the floor then walks out the rear door
with Ung.
6. A BUST FOR WALLACE
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EXT:
DAVIS STREET-DAYA hazy sun slices through thick clouds as Chen,
carrying a take-out bag, exits a small storefront and
gets into a brown Chevy.
Wallace drives as Chen pulls a container from the bag.
CHEN:
Fishball Gongee. Wanna be Chinese you've gotta eat
the nasty stuff.
Wallace takes the food, looks over at Chen.
WALLACE:
Last night...You saved my life.
CHEN:
Part of the job.
WALLACE:
Maybe...I still want to say thanks.
Chen nods as he eats. Wallace turns up Delancey.
WALLACE:
That said...I heard you paid a visit to Bobby Vu last
night.
Wallace looks at Chen.
WALLACE (cont'd)
I tightened up last night, but I didn't find this
badge in the bottom of a Cracker Jack box. I
earned it.
CHEN:
You study Chinese so you know what it means that I
saved your life?
WALLACE:
It means my life is yours, to do with as you wish
CHEN:
That's right. So here's my advice. Quit. Before you
end up dead.
They drive past a crumbling building where a TRIAD
SOLDIER openly does a healthy drug trade.
WALLACE:
I know the risks.
CHEN:
So did the cops I didn't save last night. And all it
got them was dead. This isn't fun and games.
Especially for a kid heading to Law School
with his head up his ass if he thinks this is the way
to raise tuition.
Wallace's a bit surprised Chen knows this.
WALLACE:
Just cause I'm not putting in twenty doesn't mean I
can't do the job.
CHEN:
Yes it does.
WALLACE:
You don't want to work with me, fine. Let me do
my own investigations. But don't try and keep me
from my work. Cause like it or not, I'm a cop.
CHEN:
You're playing cop and that's gonna get one of us
killed.
WALLACE:
Playin'? Who's playin'? Playin's driving by sh*t and
pretending you didn't see it.
Chen turns to Wallace.
CHEN:
You got something to say, say it.
WALLACE:
How 'bout I show you?
Wallace slams on the brakes, sending the take-out
flying onto the dash. He then drops it in reverse and
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