(microwave beeping)
(answering machine beeping)
- [Answering Machine]
Hello, you have no messages.
(microwave beeping)
(sighing)
(sighing)
(pool balls breaking)
(crowd cheering)
- [Man] Nice sh*t.
- [Man] Drop 'em Sang.
(groaning)
- (Muffled) ball, corner pocket.
- [Man] Lucky sh*t.
- [Man] Where'd
this guy come from?
- Two, inside pocket.
- He's good.
- He's lucky.
- He's kickin' your butt.
Why don't you learn something.
- [Man] Ah, man.
- He's good.
- That's game.
You owe me .
- I don't have it.
- I saw your dough when
you paid for the beer, man.
- So?
You want the money so bad,
try and take it.
- You just b*at up
a friend of mine.
- He should have paid his debt.
- You come in here and
face off against Pai gow.
Either you got a lot a
guts or a lot a friends.
- I don't need any friends.
- Everybody needs friends.
? We never thought we'd
find a place where we belong
? Don't have to stand alone
? We'll never let you fall
? Don't need permission
to decide what you believe
? I said jump
? Down on Jump Street.
? I said jump
? Down on Jump Street
? Your friends will be there
when your back is to the wall
? You'll find you'll need us
? Cause there's no
one else to call
? When it was hopeless a
decision's what you need
? You'd better be ready to
? Be ready to, jump
? Jump Street
- Someone oughta tell these
little mom and pop shops
they need to start keepin'
their money in a bank.
- Wouldn't matter, Jude.
Vietnamese don't trust banks.
- Yeah, and they don't
trust cops either.
Which is why these gangs are
extorting the hell out of 'em.
This is the th
incident in two weeks.
This kid Lock's
gettin' seriously fat,
and we're not even
close to nailing him.
- And he gave me an open
invitation to the Pai gow house.
- The Pai what?
- Pai gow, it's a Chinese
game, sorta like .
Lock calls his g*ng
the Pai gow boys.
- Yeah, they're a
pretty tight-knit group.
You can pick out the members
by the tattoo they wear.
- Let me guess, it says mom.
- No actually, it's a
dragon and an angel.
The legend has it that
the Vietnamese are
descended from the two.
- [Lock] Sometimes a
game lasts a day or two.
- I haven't played
in a long time.
- Well pull up a chair.
Guys, make some room.
- What's the buy-in?
- bucks.
- bucks.
- Guys this is Harry.
And I believe you
already met Sang.
- I will catch your game later.
- Okay, fine.
Come on, I'll show you
the rest of the place.
- All these guys,
they all Pai gow?
- No, some of these guys
just wanna hang out.
Got no place to
go, nothin' to eat.
- So you take care of them.
- I do what I can.
- [Harry] I mean we're talkin'
about some serious cash
to run a place like this.
- This is America.
You work hard, and you
think smart, you can buy.
Rent only makes
the other guy rich.
So wha'da you think?
- [Harry] Wha'da I think?
I wouldn't mind hangin'
out, now and then.
- Good, 'cause I want
you to do me a favor.
Ask for Kim, and tell her
you're comin' to pick her up.
- Sure, who is she?
- That's my girl.
But her old man hates my guts.
(speaking foreign language)
- I'm impressed young man.
You have not forgotten
the old ways.
And as a new friend of Kim's,
my wife will insist on you
coming to dinner sometime soon.
- I would love to.
- Good.
As for tonight,
bring her home by .
- Oh, you can count on me, sir.
- Midnight.
(light jazz music)
- [Lock] Harry, I'm tellin' you,
there's no question about it.
- You're talkin' about one,
the one in the blue dress?
- The one in the blue.
- Get outta here, now
that is not a man.
- bucks says he is.
- No way, now make it .
- All right.
Her legs are bigger
than Brian Bosworth's.
(laughing)
- Oh no, Harry can you pass
me another napkin, please.
Yeah.
- Here, I'll do it.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
You musta snowed the old guy.
Did you tell him
you were a student?
- He even invited
Harry to dinner.
(laughing)
- Tell him you're gonna be
assistant manager for IBM
when you graduate,
he loves that crap.
- Yeah.
- He's traditional, that's all.
- Yeah, and he's tryin'
to protect his daughter
from guys like us, man.
Who can blame him?
- Guys like you.
- Oh no, guys like you.
- Yeah, thanks man.
(laughing)
- No, let's get some ice cream.
I am dying for some mocha chip.
- Hey, after all that
pizza, are you kidding me?
Hey, how 'bout some music?
I know a great club nearby.
- Actually, I think it's time
to wind down a little bit.
- Mmm.
- Oh no, your dad.
- Oh, don't worry.
We figured out a way
to dodge the old guy,
I'll take it from here.
- No, but if I don't
take her home, man.
- Don't worry, Harry,
it's just getting out
that's the hard part.
- Oh.
- Well thanks for such
a great evening anyway.
- Don't be a stranger, man.
(slow, melancholic music)
- [Answering Machine]
Hello, you have no messages.
(slow, melancholic music)
(sighing)
- It's good to see
you back, noodle boy.
I decided something last night.
I want you in with us.
- You mean to become a Pai gow?
- You're smart, ambitious,
quick on your feet.
Think you'd do really well.
- That's great.
I wanna be part of that.
- It's a lot bigger
than you think.
You see, there are
these older dudes.
They hold the reins
in Little Saigon.
And I'm pushin' 'em out.
I'll be runnin' the show,
and I want you there with me.
- I'm your man.
- Good.
But becoming Pai gow,
it's not that simple.
- Whatever it takes.
- It takes trust, commitment.
A bond between the brothers.
But we can't let you in until
you've committed a crime.
- You know,
Chinese food always
gives me gas.
So, consider yourself warned.
- You know you oughta
try chewin' em,
you might be able to taste it.
- I know what this tastes
like, I had it yesterday.
Last one, it's
yours, you want it?
- No.
- Okay.
- Hey, you see that?
- [Doug] Mm-hm.
- You understand it's function?
- Oh.
- All right listen.
Two seconds, and the
garbage is gone or you are.
One.
Two.
- Hey, bingo.
(clearing throat)
(banging on counter)
- Yeah, anything
else for you guys?
- Hey, where's the regular guy?
- Hey, he quit.
- Just hold it, man.
- Yo, hey, come on,
come on, the money.
Now.
(cash register ringing)
Let's go.
- Move, damn it, move.
(slapping counter)
(g*nsh*t)
Move.
- Come on, let's go.
Let's get outta here.
- [Doug] Freeze, police.
(g*nsh*t)
- [Tom] I'll cut him off, go.
(tires squealing)
(g*nsh*t)
(g*nshots)
- [Doug] Look out!
- Doug.
- Come on man,
he's gettin' away.
- I'm hit man, I think I'm hit.
- You're hit?
Where?
(sirens blaring)
- Tonight, you become Pai gow.
- Now, you get the
dragon and the angel.
- No tattoo.
We're gonna keep this boy clean.
(suspenseful music)
(searing)
Now you're Pai gow.
As you promise loyalty
to your new family,
we make a promise to you.
From now on, you'll
never be alone.
- Forget about Harry's cover.
Guy sh*t Hanson and
I want him, now.
- Look, I know how
you're feeling Doug,
but this is as close as
anybody's gotten to Lock.
- Give me five minutes
with that little twerp.
He'll roll over on Lock so fast.
- Harry doesn't agree.
These guys don't
give each other up.
- So Harry's gonna
stay under then, huh?
- He's gonna do
whatever I decide.
- [Tom] Somebody wanna hand me
that juice thing over there?
- Hey Tom man, I think
you're a real class act.
I mean is this an
exceptional cop or what?
A guy who puts his own
pain, his own anger,
in front of a case.
- Juice.
- Oh man, I'm sorry.
I mean, a guy who takes a
b*llet in his right butt cheek.
Hey Tom, man, we're gonna
get him, it's that simple.
Look, a guy who sh**t a cop
is the lowest scum of the earth.
I'm wanna take this
guy down, captain.
And I wanna take him down now.
- Excuse me, captain.
Got this from ballistics.
Ah, there was no one
down at the chapel,
so I sh*t down here.
They said you needed
it right away.
You're gonna love this Deadeye.
- You read this Sal?
- Well yes, I read it,
I was concerned about
Hanson's health.
How are you, Hanson?
- Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
- Look what they did to him.
- Doug.
- Yeah.
- The b*llet they
dug out of Hanson.
Came from your g*n.
- All hands, no
eyes, very scary.
Technique is good,
wining is better.
- Ah, so it is.
Call the hand, gentlemen.
(dominoes clacking)
- Oh, looks like the touch.
- Hey, it's all
in the fingertips.
I hate to break up the fun, but.
- Where you goin'?
- I got a dinner date.
With the family.
- Oh, right.
Impress the hell out
of 'em, Bruce Lee, woo!
Give the old chrone
my love too, will ya?
- Okay,
thanks guys.
- Later.
- The meals, that's
what I miss the most.
Over here, they throw
something in the microwave,
and it's dinner.
Back home with the
family and the food.
- Yeah, you got
cousins, aunts, uncles,
everybody's at the dinner table.
- Grandfather would
always bring us juice
squeezed from sugar
cane as a treat.
- And when my grandma
wanted to spoil me,
she would buy me those Chiclets.
- So tell us about your family.
- Well my parents are gone,
and I have a grandmother,
Grandma Le.
But she wouldn't leave Vietnam.
More and more I realize
how important it is
not to forget where
you came from.
- How is your grandmother
doing back there?
- Well I wrote to her
first couple years,
once a week, sometimes more.
But I never heard from her.
I don't think she's alive.
- You know she's dead.
- No.
- Then don't assume it.
I've been able to find lots
of families left behind.
Some I've even helped
by sending money.
- Really?
You think there's any chance?
- If she's still alive, I
could probably find her.
- Hey.
- Hey renegade,
want a beer, soda?
- Ah, Pepsi's fine.
- A Pepsi.
It's on the house.
Well, I don't see any scars.
I guess you survived
the inquisition, huh?
- Well actually I
had a good time.
Kim's family's nice.
- Yeah, except for
the old wheezebag.
- I don't get this thing
between the two of you.
You know, I think
he's pretty cool.
I got a grandma in Vietnam.
He told me that he can find her.
- He told you that?
Do you have any idea
what Van Luy does?
- No, but I know how he is.
He's great.
- He's great.
Wake up man, that
guy's a communist.
- What are you talkin' about?
- Van Luy publishes a newspaper
that spreads communist trash
all over our community.
Look at this.
American democracy is
a system of sl*ve labor
that feeds off the
blood of its refugees.
The guy is makin' a
fortune printin' this crap.
The communist put him here,
so Americans could feel
sympathetic toward their cause.
- I don't get this,
I mean he was there.
He saw what they did to our
country, to our people, and--
- He doesn't care.
He's makin' money now.
- I don't believe this.
- Well believe it.
You don't need that bastard,
man, you got Pai gow now.
We're doin' somethin'
with our lives.
We're livin' the American dream.
What's wrong?
- Nothing.
When you said that it
reminded me of an old friend.
Tai Que, you're a lot like him.
He was my best
friend in Vietnam.
- Well bring him in,
we'll make him a Pai gow.
- He was k*lled.
- Yeah, Van Luy's pals have a
way of doin' that, don't they?
- Hey look, I made
everything perfect for you,
first day back.
Watch, watch, watch.
- Looks great, thank you.
- Daisies.
- Nice.
- You want anything to eat?
I'll go to falafel
place, or Diggity Dog,
want Diggity Dog?
- No, you know what,
I'm still full from the
chili you made last night.
Thank you.
- Coffee?
- Nothing, thank you.
- The chili didn't keep
you up last night, did it?
- Doug, it was good, I'm fine.
Why don't you get
back to work, okay?
I'm just gonna settle
in here, nice and slow.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- All right.
- I'm really sorry
about what happened.
I mean, I mean, I
cannot believe that I
blew a hole in your ass.
- Forget it.
- How can I forget it, I mean.
(wincing)
What I did to you--
- It was a mistake.
- Well you don't have
to be so cool about it.
I mean, if there was anything
that you needed, anything.
You know I had them move
the desks closer together
so you wouldn't
strain your voice
if you were calling for me.
- That's good.
- Hey Tom,
you know,
if I could kiss it and
make it feel better,
I mean,
I would, you gotta believe me.
- I'll let you know, 'kay?
- Okay.
- [Tom] 'Kay.
- I'm with ya all the way, man.
- All right.
- This's my friend
right there, Tom Hanson.
(light clapping)
- Harry, this is a surprise.
- You weren't exactly telling
the whole story last night.
- Beg your pardon?
- You know, when you told me
you could find my grandmother,
you forgot to mention
that you were a communist.
- I don't believe we discussed
my political beliefs.
- You know, I've read what
you write in this newspaper.
You gonna tell me
that's not communism?
- It's a label without meaning.
- Well not to me it isn't.
You know people I loved
over there were slaughtered
because of communism.
They were slaughtered
because they didn't think
the same as you.
- Perhaps, but surviving Vietnam
doesn't mean that you
have to become a convert,
blinded by your own faith.
- No, you're the
one who can't see.
You know America's the
greatest country in the world.
- Is it?
Its government creates wars
that keep a stream of refugees
coming here to provide
domestic help for its rich.
- People come to this country
for the chance of a better life.
The sl*very is what
they leave behind.
- I'm sure the black Americans
would disagree with you.
Or the Irish, or the
Italians, or the Chinese.
Today's slaves are the Central
Americans and the Vietnamese.
- You're wrong.
I'm the perfect example that
anybody can make
a good life here.
- Maybe you are.
- And you too.
You know I saw your house.
You think you can live
like that in Vietnam?
- No.
But at least I
wouldn't have to watch
the despair of our people.
As our new home fell so
short of the promise.
- No one promised you
anything except freedom.
And you're just
like all the others
who criticize this country.
You're a parasite.
- By the way,
I did find your grandmother.
She was quite easy to locate.
However, knowing how you feel,
I'm sure sending her
some money would be in
direct conflict to
your principles.
You have a lot to
learn, young man.
I'm just sorry that it had to be
at your grandmother's expense.
(pounding table)
- Whoo, that is a chariot.
Now that is the good
life, my man, right there.
- I don't know, I think
the Audi's pretty good.
- First mistake, always set
your sights for the top.
Have one, it's a
good source of fiber.
Go see what that old
guy wants, will you?
- What do you mean?
- Just go over, he'll show you.
- What is this?
- Guy just owed me a favor.
Told me you passed with
flying colors last night,
the old man was very impressed.
- Not anymore he isn't.
We sort of had this blowup.
- Oh man, did he say he won't
let you see Kim anymore?
- No.
He just said he
found my grandmother.
- Not this again.
Why're you still
listenin' to that jerk?
- Because he knows where she is.
This is my family, man.
For years, I thought
I was the only one left.
- Well you probably are.
Van Luy's just yanking your
chain and you don't even see it.
Come on.
(speaking foreign language)
- Another favor, huh?
- Yeah.
Look, I know how much you wanna
find your family back home,
we all do.
But Van Luy, he couldn't
find your grandmother
if she lived next door.
Don't let that pig twist you
around by diggin' up the past.
The future's here
man, in this country.
The future's us.
- [Kim] Does Lock
know you're here?
- [Harry] No.
- Nice looking couple, huh?
How come you never say anything
about your girlfriend, Harry?
- Oh well, I don't
really have one.
- I see, you're the
traditional Vietnamese boy
who worships from afar.
Who has a crush, but he's
too shy to say anything.
- No, I'm just waiting for
the right girl, you know.
Someone special.
- Special.
You mean someone like me.
It's okay, I know
you want me, Harry.
I see it every time
you look at me.
- Kim...
- I feel the same about you.
Since the first time
you came to my house.
- See, we can't.
Lock loves you and
it wouldn't be right.
You know he's like
a brother to me.
- You have too
much honor, Harry.
You deserve someone special.
Don't wait for her forever.
- I better go.
- Wait, I have
something for you.
I know about the fight
you had with my father.
So I snuck into his
office and I got this.
- This was my aunt's
address in Vietnam.
- It's your grandmother's
address now.
My father found out
she's been living there
since the takeover.
- Then he wasn't lying.
- My father may be
a lot of things,
but one thing he's
not, is a liar.
If he says he'll give
money to your grandmother,
it'll happen.
- I got a little
present for you.
- [Tom] Doug, come on.
- No, no, no, I wanted to.
Here, here, here.
I hope you don't
have one already.
Tada!
- It's very nice, what is it?
- It's a pillow.
- Where's the rest of it?
- No, it's suppose
to be like that.
It's for guys who have...
- What?
- Hemorrhoids.
- Hope I don't already have one?
Make this go away.
- Okay, I'll put it over here.
In case you change your mind.
It's right here, all right?
- All right.
What?
- I feel bad, you know,
with this mess and all.
- Just don't worry
about it, okay?
- Well see, you
know, I feel stupid.
You don't know how sorry I am.
- Doug, I know you're sorry.
You know how I know?
You've apologized times.
You cleaned my desk,
you washed my car,
you brought a whoopie cushion.
You sharpened all my pencils.
- Any of 'em need resharpening?
- No!
No.
- Well it's just that, you know,
sh**ting your own partner is
just a very stupid thing to do.
You gotta be a little mad at me.
- Well, I'm not.
- Oh, you gotta be.
- No I don't gotta be.
- You know it's very unhealthy
to keep this stuff pent up.
You should let the steam
off, get it off your chest.
- All right, all right.
I sharpen my own
pencils, pal, understand?
No one sharpens
my pencils but me.
No one.
- Then you are a little mad.
- Of course I'm mad,
you sh*t me in the ass!
And I'll never
forgive you, okay?
There.
- Oh wonderful, terrific.
One little mistake and
you're gonna hold a grudge
against me for the
rest of my life.
Fabulous.
- Excuse me.
What the hell's going on here?
- Nothing.
- Have you two been to see the
department psychiatrist yet?
- Well, I called but
he was on vacation.
- Then make an
appointment at county.
It's mandatory for officers
involved in a sh**ting
to undergo psychiatric
evaluation.
Now the two of you
get down there now
or I will have both your butts.
You understand me?
Harry.
I hope you're
bringin' good news.
- Good and bad.
We were worried about
the extortion ring.
The thing runs like clockwork.
The problem is Lock
is very careful.
White, unmarked envelopes.
And the store owners won't
hand it to him directly.
- Yeah, well stay on him.
Someone's bound to object,
he'll have to take action,
then we nail him.
- Yeah.
- Anything else?
- Captain,
would you ever go over
to the other side,
if it was for a
real good reason?
- Give me some specifics, Harry.
I'll give you some answers.
- Van Luy, the guy who runs
the communist newspaper.
He found my grandmother.
She's alive, and he
can get money to her.
- I see.
- I don't what to do.
- Let me ask you this.
That man represents
everything you despise, Harry.
Even if the money got
to your grandmother,
could you live with that?
- That's why I had to ask you.
You see, you know how I feel.
You hate communism
as much as I do.
- But I didn't lose my
home the way you did.
So I'm not sure that I
do know how you feel.
- I could never forgive
what they did to my family.
- There's so much hate
left over from Vietnam.
So many scars.
But there came a
point, for me anyway,
when I had to ask myself if
maybe it wasn't time to heal.
- But captain every
time I look at that man,
it makes me wanna k*ll.
- You gotta decide if
that hate in your heart
is greater than the love you
feel for your grandmother.
- I don't want it to be.
(knocking at door)
I apologize for the disrespect
I showed you yesterday.
I was wrong to speak
to you as I did.
- I accept your apology.
You brought some money to
send to your grandmother,
that's good.
- Is it?
Or is it a one in
a million chance?
- All charity is
an act of faith.
Your grandmother
will get her money.
You're doing the right thing.
- [Lock] Hey.
What are you doing?
- Nothing.
- Nothing.
- I'm not here to see Kim, if
that's what you're thinking.
I gave him money to
send to my grandmother.
- Yeah, I couldn't
resist either.
He takes everybody.
All the Pai gow brothers been
suckered by that low-life.
- You gave him money too?
- Yeah, more than once.
I wanted to help my dad
out a little, you know.
Try to make life better
for him in Vietnam.
- What happened?
- I never got a letter back.
Because the money
never got there.
I'm sorry, man.
I only wish it hadn't
happened to you too.
- Was there any
tension between you
right before the sh**ting?
- No.
- None.
- Because sometimes
our subconscious has a
greater power than we realize.
These
accidents may well be a release
of built-up resentments.
- So you're saying what,
that I sh*t him deliberately?
- No, he didn't sh**t
me on purpose, doc,
I know that.
- I'm simply trying to
ascertain the state of
your relationship
prior to the incident.
- Let me try to save
you a little time here
'cause I think you're
sniffing up the wrong tree.
This is my buddy, and
I would never sh**t,
ascertain, what does that mean?
- Are there times
when you feel unduly
annoyed at your partner's
behavior, habits?
- Never.
- Well,
sometimes I wish he
wasn't so sloppy.
- Well, he's Mister Tidy.
It gets on my nerves
but, we're friends.
- And sometimes,
wish he would try to be on time.
- Oh, this is the
punctual kid here.
I mean, that gets annoying but,
it's cool.
- And sometimes,
it seems like he doesn't
work as hard as he should.
- You know, there
are things about you
that I don't like either.
And sometimes I
wish that I could,
oh my god, you're right.
- What?
- I did mean to sh**t you.
- You did?
- I did it on purpose.
I have built up resentment.
- Classic case of
aggressive transference.
- Exactly.
- I should a never
turned my back on you.
- Ah, Vicky, how many times,
just go back to your room.
- I just had that
urge, you know.
I'm sorry, doctor.
- I'm sorry gentlemen, I
was running late and well,
Vicky, she lapses now and then.
A sh**ting.
I see.
Are you two familiar with
aggressive transference?
- Yes, how do you feel?
- Fine.
- Me too.
- Thanks doc.
- Thank you.
- The people we left behind,
paid dearly.
Some with money,
some with their lives.
But no matter what
the sacrifice,
it was made so that we
could have a new beginning.
Unfortunately, there are
some in our community
who wish to poison our new home.
To drag from Vietnam,
the death, the terror,
and make it part of America.
Van Luy has set up another
money transfer to Vietnam.
Tonight, his safe
will be loaded.
Tonight,
we take that traitor,
for all he's worth.
(tense music)
(smashing)
(glass breaking)
- [Captain] Police, hold it.
Down, hold it,
down, on the ground.
On the ground, freeze.
- Down.
- [Captain] On the
ground, down, now.
- Where's Lock?
Hey, hey, I said where is he?
- He's nowhere, traitor.
- Place is empty, no
way out but the front.
- Any idea where Lock might be?
- Yeah, I got an idea.
- So go.
Let's get some cuffs in here.
(handcuffs clicking)
- I thought you were asleep.
What are you doing?
- You know that slogan about
keepin' America beautiful?
I'm just doin' my part.
- Lock, that's enough.
- What is this, you
want the honors?
- Drop the g*n.
I'm a cop.
- Ah, I see.
But you're also Pai gow.
You know this slime
deserves to die.
- I said
drop the g*n.
- After what they did to us?
To you.
Get outta here.
- Don't make me do it, man.
- No, you won't do nothin'.
You'll listen to your heart.
(g*nsh*t)
Ooh!
- Call an ambulance!
- You doin' okay?
- Food's not so hot, if
that's what you mean.
You know, I keep thinkin',
you know what it's like
to lose everything.
How could you do it?
- I had to.
You know that.
- You don't get it do you?
This is about workin'
hard, movin' up,
knowin' the system.
- No, I get the system.
Obviously better than you did.
- No.
You're just luckier.
- If we don't play by the rules,
we got nothing,
just like Vietnam.
- Hey, next time you
wanna come and see me,
don't.
(slow, melancholic music)
- [Answering Machine]
Hello, you have one message.
(answering machine beeping)
- [Van] Harry, this
is Mr. Van Luy.
If you'd like to stop by
the publishing office,
I have a letter from
your grandmother.
(upbeat, energetic music)
03x07 - The Dragon and the Angel
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Series focuses on a squad of youthful-looking undercover police officers investigating crimes in high schools, colleges, and other teenage venues.
Series focuses on a squad of youthful-looking undercover police officers investigating crimes in high schools, colleges, and other teenage venues.