Furious, The (2025)

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Hey,

I fell asleep in front of

the TV waiting for you.

Are you

coming home tonight?

Or should I

just go to bed alone?

Do you remember

the noodle stand downtown?

That little street kid

heard us arguing

and he kept trying to sell you

flowers to make up with me?

Yeah.

That boy went missing

a week ago.

I'm leaving the van

near there.

Why?

I love you, Navin,

but I have to go.

I haven't seen you

in days, Matia.

Just come home--

Hey! She's there!

Run!

Run! Go! Go! Go!

What a waste.

That boy is dead because of you.

Doesn't matter. I'll just pick

up another one, you know?

f*ck. It's late.

I got to get home to my wife.

Hey, take her downstairs.

I want to know

how she got in here.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye-bye.

I have good news.

Found you a buyer

out of Eastport.

A rich one.

How many?

Thank you.

Three's a piece of cake.

Thirty.

I need a favor.

Get me a meeting with your boss.

Can you do that?

See you.

Matia Pham

alleged a connection

between numerous

kidnapping cases

in a livestream

to her followers

shortly before

her disappearance

earlier this year.

The police

want to treat these cases

like isolated incidents,

but if you take a step back

to look at these families'

social and economic status,

and the neighborhoods

where these kids go missing,

there is an obvious pattern.

I'm talking about a

coordinated effort

to target kids

from some of the city's

poorest communities.

Asked about

Pham's allegations,

a law enforcement...

...spokesperson told

our reporter that,

as a matter of policy,

the agency will not comment

on ongoing investigations.

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I have good news.

Found you a buyer

out of Eastport.

A rich one.

Get him inside!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Grab her, idiot!

Faster, faster!

Sir?

You're bleeding on my counter.

If you've had an accident,

there's a hospital

down the street.

"Big bald guy..."

If you need to report a crime,

take a seat over there.

Okay?

There's always time,

sir.

Just slow down--

Hey! Don't do that again! Okay?

-What's going on here?

-I don't know.

Something about a kidnapping.

But I told him to wait.

Come with me.

What the hell is

going on around here?

Captain, this man's daughter's

been kidnapped.

He's got a license plate

and a perp description.

It doesn't look like

a report to me.

Look,

we have procedures here.

I'll hang on to this.

If we come over something,

my guys will get a hold of you.

No driver's license.

No employment history.

No criminal record.

Like he appeared

out of thin air.

Probably a fugitive.

Who are you?

Stop. Stop.

Go!

Keep the boss

in a good mood,

he'll agree to anything.

Just be cool.

Have a drink, enjoy the girls.

Hey!

Get up, big boy!

I brought a guest.

Hi.

Mm-hmm.

Uh-oh.

Hold on a minute.

You stay.

Stop!

Mr. Song.

Finally, a man that might know

how to get me what I want.

-Sit.

-Thank you.

Ah... So...

You want...

- Thirty for the weekend?

- Longer.

That's some kind of

big party, huh?

It's not a party.

Shrimp boats.

My partner does business

in Eastport.

Thirty kids. That's, uh...

sh*t, that's like shipping

a f*cking school bus, man.

We understand.

That's why we're offering you

a very good deal.

Three times the market price.

All in cash. USD?

All cash. USD.

With one small requirement,

Mr. Song.

I have to hand-pick them myself.

Ah, that's not

gonna work, cowboy.

Well... commercial fishing is

a competitive industry.

I need your best,

and I just have to make sure.

So, let me get this straight.

You want to come...

to my spot, right?

Shop around like it's,

uh, some fruit stand...

and then pay me later?

Who the f*ck are you?

What do you want?

If you're a cop,

you're either new

or too stupid

to be on my payroll.

Mr. Song...

Let me put it this way.

I'm just a messenger here.

My partner's waiting for me,

and you're wasting

my f*cking time...

Boss.

His f*cking time.

Your f*cking time.

Your f*cking time?

I like you!

If you want to pick 'em,

cowboy...

I'll take you there myself.

-Let's go!

-All right. Sit down! Party!

Hey, slow down there, man.

Hey, this is a private party.

Hey!

Listen, buddy,

it's invitation-only up here.

-Turn around.

-f*ck off!

Okay...

Hey! Hey! Hey!

He's got a g*n!

Come on! You want money?

k*ll him! Go f*cking k*ll him!

Mr. Song, that's

got nothing to do with me. I--

k*ll this f*ck! Now!

Mr. Song! Mr. Song!

f*ck!

Enjoy the party, as*h*le!

f*cking as*h*le!

Who are you?

Huh?

All right.

Wait!

I'm not one of them.

Okay?

You're looking for someone.

So am I.

We've gotta get out of here.

Come on!

I can't give you this, okay?

But I can show

you what's on it, all right?

You vouched for a rat.

Boss, please.

Come here, boy.

Watch your father die.

You know the drill.

Freeze this b*stard.

No! I'm sorry! Boss!

Boss, I'm sorry!

Father said

the bad ones get punished.

Hey! Hey! Enough, big guy.

Your father wants them

shipped out alive.

You know you ruined two months

of my hard work, right?

At least say something.

Enough with the quiet,

tough guy act.

What are you?

A mute?

Huh? You know him?

Song picked him up young.

Threw him into the ring

between rounds as a joke.

He's a poster boy

for head trauma.

This guy. Mr. Song.

You know him, too?

Come with me.

Sorry about the mess.

I've kinda been

living back here.

Mr. Song is the biggest

human trafficker in the city.

My wife is a journalist.

This is everything

she's gathered about

Song's operation so far.

She went missing

while investigating this case.

Her name is Matia.

May I?

I haven't had time to go through

everything she left behind.

She knew Song was

organizing the kidnappings.

He moves the kids around while

he checks out potential buyers.

What?

What is it?

Same truck.

The refrigeration truck

makes deliveries everywhere.

The insulation would make them

completely soundproof.

The factory's an hour

outside the city. Come on.

All this in plain sight.

Hey, hey! What are you doing?

There could be

a hundred guys in there.

You won't save your daughter

by being impulsive.

We wait.

What do you suggest?

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Father says, "No trespassing."

b*tch!

Die!

What the fu--

You are in my f*cking house!

sh*t!

Eat sh*t and die!

On my f*cking day off.

You again?

Ah, sh*t!

Hey!

Ah, I see you!

Enough!

Are you crazy?

Song's the only lead

we have left!

k*lling him won't get you

any closer to your daughter!

She might still be alive.

And we're getting closer.

Listen close.

You can hear

your little girl's heartbeat.

Have you chosen a name?

Um... Mirai. It means "future."

Baby Mirai...

Oh, excuse me.

What?

A fight

broke out at your

father-in-law's factory

and Song's not answering

the phone.

Sounds like that Chinese mute,

looking for his daughter.

I'm still trying

to identify the other guy.

The old man will want to know

how security failed.

He'll want to hear it from you.

Face to face.

You all trusted me.

I want you to know I take

that responsibility seriously.

The factory was empty.

I'd already moved the cargo

somewhere else

after the break-in at the club.

I mean, sure, a few men died,

but we didn't lose anything

of value.

Your investment remains secure.

If there is

any additional expense,

I'll cut it

from my own earnings.

All I want

is to do right by the family.

This fool is reckless.

You...

f*cking motherfu--

Hey!

We need him awake. I got this.

Mr. Song...

I've been investigating you

for months.

I know everything about you.

Listen, my friend back there

wants his little girl back.

So if you don't talk...

...the whole world is

gonna know who you are,

and how you make your money.

Even if we let you live...

you won't last long.

What are you?

A reporter? Huh?

You know what happened

to the last b*tch

that said she was a reporter?

Your kind... You get in...

deep over your head, man.

What the f*ck did you say?

Is it her?

Is it her?

Tell me what you know right now.

I don't know sh*t.

Tell me what you know about her.

I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know!

I've just heard

about her from

the guys at the Snake Pit.

No one's getting out alive.

What the f*ck is the Snake Pit?

Get the boat ready!

I'll be there in half-hour!

Where are you going, Mr. Song?

I heard something about boats.

You're going to the pier?

What did you tell

the Chinese mute?

The freezer truck's over there.

Find another way in.

I'm checking

the kids now.

Yeah.

They're asking for you,

sweetheart.

Come on. Get down here.

Go! Go!

Go!

Hello, everyone.

My name is Navin.

I've been posting

under Matia's account

for the last few months.

My name is Navin.

I've been posting

under Matia's account

for the last few months.

I'm streaming from

a location out on the west

side called the Snake Pit.

Matia discovered

kidnapped children are

being held against their will.

And I think

she's in there, too.

If there's anyone out there

seeing this stream,

please share it.

We need people on the street

to have any chance

of exposing the men

that did this.

Sergeant! Sergeant!

Look at this!

Oh, my God!

We've gotta get out of here!

They're coming!

Come on!

I'll stay.

Your job is done here.

Mine is not.

Now get her out of here.

Go!

Where are they?

Over here!

This way!

This way!

Yadong!

What the hell are you doing?

Stand down.

There's video of children

being held here.

I saw it myself.

God damn it!

Get that stupid idea

out of your head,

- and clear this street!

- Hey, stop!

Stop right there!

Stand aside.

Captain, you can't be serious?

Stay together.

We're leaving.

Come on!

This way. Over here. Over there!

Let's go! Go! Hurry! Run!

Go! Go!

- Watch your step.

- Go!

- Stay together!

- Hurry!

Let's go.

Come on!

Let's use this!

Come on!

Slowly.

Next one.

Squad one

and two, come with me.

I told you,

I'm not authorizing this.

You can't deny what's happening!

Take her away!

Sacha! I'm ordering you!

I heard you!

Sergeant.

Yadong!

Cover the exit!

Follow me! This way, this way!

Come on!

Freeze!

Drop your weapons! Drop it now!

That's what you get, as*h*le!

Get him

the hell off our streets!

Officer.

Did you guys find this woman

inside the building?

She's the journalist

whose work led us here.

Mm-mm.

Unrest broke out earlier

when police responded

to the live-stream rescue

of dozens

of trafficked children

from a westside district

building

owned by local tycoon

Kun Tai Luo.

The company's issued

a statement to the press

promising a thorough

investigation

on how the leased building--

Yes?

I'll be right there.

My daddy's looking for you.

All of his partners are here.

What's going on?

Everything is fine.

I'll see you in our room.

You wanted to see me, sir?

The Captain is here

to take you into custody.

We all need to save face.

As one father to another...

you disgust me.

If it were g*ns or drugs,

I would understand.

But children?

So, when I make you money,

I'm family, but when

sh*t hits the fan...

I disgust you?

Boss, I told you

this kid was trouble!

Now we're left

to clean up your mess!

Hey! Are you crazy?

Let me go! I'm a cop, damn it!

I brought you into my home!

I gave you my daughter!

Why?

Why?

Sergeant. Coffee.

Thank you.

Mr. Wang, here's your statement.

If there aren't any issues,

sign at the bottom.

I can testify that you acted

in self-defense.

But I can't

officially release you

until you've been granted bail,

which may not be

until tomorrow morning.

I hope you understand.

We'll look after your daughter.

You don't have parents?

Who are you, really?

Father...

Hey...

We saved a lot of kids today.

All because

you chose to come back.

Thank you.

My wife called

the night she disappeared.

We had an argument

and she walked out.

I wanted to leave this country

for good.

Find somewhere safe.

Raise our own family.

Basically, to save ourselves.

She was obsessed with

finding all these missing kids.

I had no idea how close she was

until after she was gone.

So, when I find her someday...

I hope she can forgive me.

Nice work today.

Do I get a promotion?

Boss.

Five minutes.

Hey.

Hey!

God, I'll be glad

when this renovation's done.

Let me go check the breaker box.

Don't make a sound.

My father...

I'll check on him.

For now, just stay quiet

and don't go anywhere, okay?

The key!

Try to reach it.

Hold on. Hold on.

Keep pushing.

Stop!

I said, "Stop!"

Put down your weapon!

Ah,

you must be the Chinese mute.

Finally.

You know, I was

going to be a father?

But you guys

took that away from me.

You k*lled Father! You!

Your "father"?

Seriously?

Did you really think that

f*cking cowboy was your father?

You weren't his son.

Get that through

your thick skull!

No! Father said--

You're evil!

Oh, that reporter...

Did you give her this ring?

Such beautiful eyes...

She died very slowly.

You want this?

Take it back.

Come on. Come on.

My friend...

I found her.

I found her.

I found...

Now you'll know how it feels

to see your daughter die.

All this pain and suffering--

This is your fate.

Accept it.

Mirai...

I've got to go home.

I've got to get back

to my wife and daughter.

Hey... See you.

Mirai...

We brought down

the entire trafficking ring.

I still don't even

know your name.

My mysterious friend.

Hmm.

If you're brave enough

to change yourself...

you can change the world.

Wang Wei.

If I feel a little alone

b*tch

Don't spit it out

- b*tch

- Little snake

Don't spit it out

- b*tch

- Little snake

n*gga blessed with the game

Don't know his name

Roll through the club

With his gold chain

Maintain things

On the block

Rep the whole game

Everything swing low

Wise like an old man

Old man old man

I'm in the cabana

Rockin' Dolce Gabbana

Smoke marijuana

Blaze with the blunts

And the bottle

I bring the heat

If you want it

Get it, b*tch

Don't just spit it out

Don't just spit it out

Shakin' the spot

With the cash in my hand

I needed to front

Like a need an advance

Did it to do it

But never mistaken

I did it for bands, uh-uh

- Better check on your man

- Go

Go

Big boots like a mudhole

Watch it watch it

- Big boots like a mudhole

- Little Little Snake

Watch it watch it, ya

Big boots like a mudhole

Watch, watch, watch

Watch it, watch it

- Big boots like a mudhole

- Little Little Snake, ya

Little Little Snake, ya