The Corruptor Page #8

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CHEN:

See how loyal he is after two weeks in lock up.

EXT:
WORTH STREET - DAY

Deng and a very frustrated Wallace, stand outside a

junk shop where a frightened CHINESE WOMAN, shakes

her head.

WALLACE:

(Cantonese)

We're trying to help you.

Deng holds out a business card but the woman slams

the door.

WALLACE:

What's wrong with these people?

DENG:

They don't like me, don't trust you and

know we can't protect them.

WALLACE:

Then what's the point? Why bother?

The two cops walk south on Worth Street as they

continue to talk.

DENG:

Every cop starts out planning to save the

universe. When you realize you can't you've got

two choices. Do your best and the second the

shift's over go home to a life. Or let the stink

of the street get on you so you end up like ninety

percent of the cops in this city. An alcoholic

with more vices then half the people you arrest.

WALLACE:

You're talkin about Chen?

DENG:

I'm talking about you.

WALLACE:

Well how does he close so many cases?

The inquiry makes her uncomfortable.

DENG:

He works the cases he can solve. And he's not

American born, he's Hong Kong, immigrant like

them.

WALLACE:

How does a guy from Hong Kong get in the NYPD?

DENG:

They wanted a Chinese to speak to the Chinese. And

his father was a cop in Hong Kong. Pretty big

wheel before they booted him, he knew people in

Chinatown who could vouch for his son.

WALLACE:

Why'd they boot him, was he dirty?

DENG:

Because he wasn't. Shift's over, go home.

Deng turns up Elizabeth street and Wallace heads off

toward Doyers.

9. FAMILY BUSINESS

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EXT:
WALLACE'S APT - DAY

Wallace cuts across a city baseball diamond in the

shadow of the Manhattan Bridge and makes his way

to his front door.

INT:
WALLACE'S APARTMENT-DAY

He enters the one bedroom brick box and hits a light

switch. It's clear he's just moved in because most of

his things are still in boxes. What furnishings he has

are accented with Chinese artifacts and books on

Chinese culture. He heads into the dingy kitchen.

INT:
WALLACE'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN-DAY

He gets a water and drops in some Alka Seltzer. He

sits at the window and holds the cold glass to his

forehead while the tablets fizz.

EXT:
WALLACE'S APT - DAY

What he doesn't see, is Bobby Vu's Lieutenant, BLACK

EYES, watching him from the empty market across the

street.

INT:
WALLACE'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN -DAY

He downs the drink as a SHADOW creeps toward him.

He hears a creak in the floor. In a flash he bolts to his

feet, pulls his gun and spins to face a large MAN,

maybe sixty, wearing beat up threads.

WALLACE:

I coulda killed you.

SEAN WALLACE:

I coulda killed you first.

WALLACE:

What're you doing here?

SEAN WALLACE:

Father can't visit his son?

Got something to drink?

I'm dry as a ninety year

old tit.

WALLACE:

How'd you get in?

Sean pulls a flask from his jacket.

SEAN WALLACE:

I brought somethin anyway. Join me?

Sean extends the offer but his son doesn't flinch.

SEAN WALLACE:

Twenty years robbery homicide outta the two

five, greenhorn, that's how I got in. I been

hrough more doors and windows...

WALLACE:

I don't have any money.

Sean takes a pull from the flask.

SEAN WALLACE:

I'm in for twelve grand. Those f***in dagos down

on Mulberry. Wallace knows this is serious but

doesn't show anything to his father.

WALLACE:

Good luck.

SEAN WALLACE:

I'm not asking for the twelve...God forbid you'd

bail me out with your lawyer money. Wouldn't

want you to miss becoming a leech a**hole.

WALLACE:

And here I thought you'd want me to be a chip off

the 'ol block.

SEAN WALLACE:

All I'm askin for is a little stake money to help me

get even.

WALLACE:

ouldn't work, you're too much a loser.

SEAN WALLACE:

Then we'll go partners. You're a lucky son of a

b*tch ain't ya?

Wallace doesn't say anything.

SEAN WALLACE:

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't serious.

It takes a while but Wallace finally makes a move. He

opens the fridge, slides open the crisper and pulls out

an envelope. He hands it to his father who smiles at

the money.

SEAN WALLACE:

Cold hard cash. You slay me.

WALLACE:

Little over five hundred and we ain't partners.

This is buying you off. Next time someone sneaks

up on me...

SEAN WALLACE:

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You'll kill me.

Sean turns and starts for the door. Then stops.

SEAN WALLACE:

By the way. You got a chink watchin you from

across the street, Sherlock.

Wallace turns to the window and sees Bobby Vu's boy,

Black Eyes standing in the shadows across the street

as his father slips out the door with a slight chuckle.

SEAN WALLACE (cont'd)

Goodnight officer.

10. AN EXCHANGE OF INFORMATION

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INT:
UNDERGROUND SPA-NIGHT

Through the steam, we see Henry Lee sitting in a tub

filled with hot water. Standing near the doorway in

street clothes is Chen.

CHEN:

I've got something for you.

LEE:

I love gifts.

A female arm runs a wet sponge down Lee's back.

CHEN:

This isn't free ... Forget the kid.

LEE:

That's an expensive request.

CHEN:

This is an expensive item.

Lee pulls the female arm into him. It's connected to

May. Chen spots her, and it bothers him more than he

lets on.

LEE:

Let's hear it.

CHEN:

The F.B.I. have another informant inside the Triad.

This time, it's one of their own- it's an agent.

Lee strokes the May's hair as she slides her nude

body against his. He enjoys the fact that Chen's not

enjoying it.

LEE:

Who is it?

CHEN:

Don't know. We picked up four of your guys and one

was a Fed. Won't take long to find out which one. Then

all you've got to do is blow his cover and they'll pull

him. No violence, no mess.

LEE:

My thanks.

CHEN:

The kid's out.

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