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Thank you.

I'm through, okay?

No more killing.

You know the rules.

He's just a kid.

Please.

Please.

Please, I'll go back.

I'll fight. I'll do anything you say.

No longer need it.

Tell Carl to get rid of the body.

Lieutenant Jameson?

Yeah. I'm Chief Rowland.

Chief. Um, this is Sergeant Gray.

Have a seat.

Sorry to call you all the way from Frisco, but the landlady can only give

us tentative ID.

We need next of kin.

What's your call?

We found two others last year, same MO.

Teeth knocked out, no hands.

Impossible to ID.

Jesus.

Is that him?

Yes.

That's Joe.

That's my son.

Chief of Detectives Lou Rahman, San Francisco Police Department.

The FBI says you tried to start up a shoot fight. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Am I auditioning for something here or what?

Don't tell me my story, man.

I know it well.

What's your story?

Eddie.

Do you mind if I call you Eddie?

Help yourself, Lou.

So, you know anything about a shoe-fighting ring in Miami?

Maybe yes.

Maybe no.

Don't waste my time, Eddie. I got better things to do.

Chill, man.

Yeah.

Miami's got a ring.

Don't know where or who runs it.

But it's there, all right.

Well, I'm gonna crack it.

I need some fighters.

In L.A.?

Give me some names.

Names won't help.

They don't know you.

But if I ask... Okay.

So you're going with me.

You got a deal, my man.

Remember this, my man.

You squeal, you run, you try to double-cross me, you'll never see the

light of day again.

You got that, my man?

Turn four, Chief.

Hey, Nicky, can anybody learn that?

Class, come to attention.

Sir! We're going to dismiss early today.

No, no, no, we'll pick up tomorrow.

Bow to your instructors.

Sir!

Class dismissed.

Let's go, come on.

Bye, sir.

Bye-bye.

Yo,

Reuben. Can we talk?

Eddie, I thought you were dead.

Not by a long shot.

Shingo, long time no see.

Not long enough.

Chief Rollins, San Francisco Police Department.

We have reason to believe that there's an underground shoot-fighting ring

operating in Miami.

Well, that's great. What does that have to do with us?

I need your help to break it up.

We have a school to run here, Chief. We can't just go jetting off to Miami.

Well, we can do it the easy way or we can do it the hard way.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, we do it the easy way. Everybody walks away happy.

You fight me, I'm gonna put your ass in jail.

What for?

For the shoot-fighting you did in Mexico.

Shoot-fighting?

Well, you got the wrong guys.

Cut the shit.

Eddie has proof.

Who's going to believe a rat like him?

Love you too, Nicky.

Nobody has to believe him.

He has it on video.

Tape the whole enchilada.

The Mexican government said eight bodies were recovered after that tournament.

Let's see, that's free room service for the next 30 years at their finest

hacienda. Sure hope you like beans and tortillas.

Go to hell.

You want to press charges, we'll meet you in court. Now, get out.

Relax.

Look, it was a mistake.

We're trying to put it behind us.

Well, a lot of kids still make that mistake.

My son did.

Sorry I didn't know.

Look, I still don't see how we can be of any help.

I want to put together a sting operation.

I want to try to trap the man that's in charge. I will personally guarantee your

safety.

Did you ever see this guy when you were fighting?

No.

We go.

Next in the ring, Chico.

And Cesar!

You still think he can win?

Increase your wager.

Say, by 20,000.

Your fighter's got no honor.

Like you.

Never question my honor.

I'm talking to you, you old fart.

Listen up.

We're like the new kids on the block.

Not to be mistaken for that faggy rock, stuff like that.

See this?

Everything that comes in here, everything, we get a cut.

Caprende?

Does that include your mama?

She works these docks, you know.

So you better pay me some respect, boy, because I just might be your daddy.

You're going to eat those orders.

Cut that bitch.

Cut that punk off.

A little creaky, but I've seen worse.

Eddie, son of a bitch.

I thought you were dead, man.

Nah, just resting, my man.

I got a little proposition for you.

I told you, Eddie, I don't shoot fight no more. Nobody wins.

Whoa, whoa.

Slow down.

I'm with the good guys this time.

Who's this guy?

He's a cop.

Chief Lou Rollins, San Francisco Police Department.

We're setting up a sting operation to bust up a shootfighting ring in Miami,

and I sure could use your help. A shootfight in here now?

Well, we're not sure, but we need the sting to prove it.

So this is gonna be a setup, right?

There ain't gonna be any killing.

Nobody gets hurt.

You have my word.

There's 1,500 in it for you, man.

Well, Hal, this is a surprise.

I like to stop by unannounced.

I find it keeps you boys on your toes.

I'm sure you'll find everything in order.

Well, I wish I shared your confidence.

My board of directors says we got a little problem.

How so?

Well, it seems the profits from your club have been declining over the past

several months.

We're off-season.

I want to believe you, son.

I really do.

And as soon as I've had a chance to look over the books, I'm sure I will.

You might guess.

Oh, uh, one other small thing.

The Miami PD turned up another one of those scarred bodies with the hands cut

off.

They've been snooping around, asking questions about some clandestine

fighting group.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?

No, sir. First I've heard of him.

Well, keep your eyes peeled.

Damn, border of directors.

You won't find anything, will you?

Of course not.

Yo, Shark.

Me, Eddie.

Boy, nice place.

World-class accommodations.

Yo, you making fun of my place?

No, no.

Picture Miami being a little flashier.

So, who are Frick and Frack?

Hey, check out Mr.

Tuna.

It's a shark.

Butt wipe.

Looks like a sardine to me.

No, no, it's, uh... Definitely a tuna.

That's it, water boy.

Enough. We're all on the same side here.

Shark, I'd like you to meet Nick, Ruben, and Shingo.

Shingo. These Shingo?

Yeah. Heard a lot about you, man.

Can't wait to see you fight.

No fight.

So seriously, Chief, what's the plan? I mean, what do we need these pretty boys

for? You know what?

They're shoot fighters.

Same as you.

This, I gotta see.

Well, you'll get that chance sooner than you think.

Listen, whoever runs this ring, they gotta be looking for fighters all the

time. They lose a fighter every round.

So the first thing we need to do is attract the attention of their scouts.

Where do these scouts hang out? We're not sure, but there's a local club that

has a strongman competition.

You guys kick ass there, word will get out.

Then what?

You said we wouldn't have to shoot fight.

And you won't. You just have to get invited to shoot fight.

Then we'll tail you.

to this ring that no one can find, and we'll bust him. Simple as that.

When do we start?

Tonight. Eddie's got you entered as locals.

He's gonna play your manager.

Ladies and gentlemen, and fighters, welcome to the strongman competition.

Tonight, you will witness some of Miami's most talented and brutal

combatants practice their deadly arts.

The rules are simple.

Two men will face each other bare-handed in the ring for all-out,

unrestricted warfare.

It's like water boys on the prowl. Hey, let's remember why we're here, all

right? As always, there is one objective. To take down your opponent at

any cost.

Good luck and good fighting.

Oh, and ladies and gentlemen, please listen. There is no wagering on the

outcome of the fights, as it is strictly prohibited in the state of Florida.

Here to recoup your losses, huh?

Fighting in the first round will be... Sargon and Tovar!

Ten thousand since my man Sargon stays standing.

Why not?

You wanted to see me, boss?

Carl, the cops found Joe's body in the marina.

No, that's not possible.

Apparently it is.

Do you remember when they found the body Leon buried?

Yeah, but that was his fault.

He didn't bury the body deep enough.

And the body Marcus buried?

Well, he should have known they were going to build on that land.

He should have checked.

So what went wrong with Joe?

Nothing.

Nothing, I swear. I double-bagged the body. I waited it before I put it in the

baits. It's got to be a mistake.

Carl, there's no mistake.

Oh, Lance, it's got to be a mistake. I mean, you just don't know what you're

doing.

Good luck, man.

Yeah, water boy, don't get hurt. I might get thirsty.

Watch him, man.

Twenty grand against your fighter.

Can I get ten grand on that action?

My fighter up there.

What?

Just one of those weeks, huh?

Not bad.

Looks like you still got it.

Got what?

Spent more time running than fighting.

Why get hit if you don't have to?

The next match, Shark and Saki!

Watch how real man does it.

Let's go for another 20.

Double or nothing.

Yeah? It's just ain't your night.

Your night is not over.

So, looks like that fish is a shark after all.

Hey, water boy, how about that drink?

Hey, I need something strong for a wounded fish.

I thought your friend could use this.

Thanks.

Um... I'm Sherry. Sherry. Ruben. I know.

You know?

Yeah.

Got you some ice.

Thanks, man.

Next in the ring, Pascal and...

Whoa.

. . .

20,000.

Is that what I owe you?

So far.

Let

it ride.

That's 40 grand.

I can count.

I guess that's, uh, what, 40 grand you owe me?

Your boys are impressive.

Me and my boys try.

I'm having a private party tomorrow night at the beach club.

Why don't you and your boys stop by?

Wouldn't miss it.

We'll talk about our death then.

Rum and coke.

Well...

I think we hooked him.

Hal's back, and he's pissed.

What in the hell is this?

These books have been cooked longer than Texas barbecue.

You trying to accuse me of stealing?

Either you're stealing from me, or someone else is stealing from you, and

either option's unacceptable.

You're no longer Get

rid

of them Okay

now remember you guys just because I won't be with you it doesn't mean you're

not working Eddie you continue to lay the bait Nothing too blatant. I don't

want to arouse any suspicion.

You guys find out everything you can about the other fighters, where they're

from, how much they know.

Keep a low profile.

I don't want to look too eager. Got it?

All right.

Good luck.

Sherry.

What was the name of that fighter you were talking to last night?

Reuben. Right, right, Reuben.

You know, it'd be a personal favor to me if you showed him a little extra

something.

I don't think that would be a problem.

Sure, you're right. Right.

You guys went bad last night. You must have been going to town.

Uh, yeah, actually, it's just arrived.

Most of these other fighters local?

Usually. Got some pretty exotic types come through, but they never stay for

long. Especially if they win.

Well, we're, uh, we're in no hurry to leave.

Your guys know what they're doing.

They're poppy fun.

A little.

So what brings you to Miami?

These strongman competition couldn't be much of a challenge for your fighters.

Well, I heard Miami was a hot spot to advertise.

You know, display my wares.

Two connoisseurs of the ultimate game.

Life or death.

Every game.

Yeah, but with heavy rewards you get my meaning

Sure Hey, I

was wondering what time you got done here.

What did you have in mind?

I don't know thinking maybe we should get to know each other you know

fraternizing with the hostesses some of the conversation You got a problem

with our rules huh what You looking for a fight? Look, man, I don't want any

trouble.

Come on, asshole.

Come at me.

Molo! Leave our guest alone.

He was harassing one of the girls.

Sherry, was this gentleman bothering you?

Not at all.

Thanks.

I know I was breaking any rules.

We weren't.

Milo's just wound a little tight.

Well, as long as I'm not breaking any rules, what do you say?

Free later?

I'll check my schedule.

Is that what you call low profile?

Lance wants to see you upstairs.

See the trouble you got me into?

Looks like you're letting the little guy do the thinking for the big guy.

You're wishing you were in my shoes.

Uh, Lance, my man. Sorry about the little disturbance with Ruben. I've

spoken to him. This isn't about that.

I was wondering if you could help me out with another little problem.

Anything for a friend.

Been thinking about your fighters.

They're very good.

And I need some more fighters.

I don't see any problem.

The problem is the police.

Police? Cut the shit.

I know you and your boys are trying to set me up.

I should kill you right now before you've been thinking about it.

Later, guys.

Hey, where are you off to?

I got a date.

Sherry got the night off.

Some guys get all the luck.

We're on.

What?

Shoot fighting. Tomorrow morning.

7 a.m.

All right, guys.

Looks like we're on.

They got a limo that'll pick up the guys.

It'll take them to wherever this ring is.

Where?

That's still classified.

Well, see you all in the morning. No, you're not going anywhere.

I've got a date. Oh, no.

No one leaves till the limo gets here. I'll be back?

Absolutely not.

Missed it by that much.

Shingles here

Brother

What

a pleasant surprise.

I hope you're not coming to tell me your boys are backing out of the fight

They're gonna make us both a lot of money.

You have enough.

There's never enough

That's what you don't understand.

Stop fighting.

Do what?

Work in a karate school?

Go back to Hong Kong?

You're naive, Shingo.

Money's power.

And your boys are going to make me lots of it. No.

We will not fight.

Too bad.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Oh, these are for you. Thanks.

Sorry for the delay.

It's okay.

I think you're worth the wait.

Why don't you go make yourself at home, and I'm going to go put these in water.

Okay. Okay.

Well, here's to my heroine for saving me at the pool.

And here's to...

So what exactly are these rules about fraternizing?

Ruben, there's something I've got to tell you about Lawrence.

He's your husband, and he's in the next room.

No, come on, I'm being serious.

If you're going to tell me he's dangerous, I know.

No.

See, he told me to be nice to you.

Oh.

That's not why you're here.

I like you. I really do. I think you're special.

And I just wanted you to know that.

What the hell is this? Come with us.

Wait a minute. Lance didn't say anything.

Hey, don't fucking move. Let's go.

I'm going. I'm going.

I'm going.

Get me the place.

I'm going.

Yes? I'm going.

I need some help. I need some help. Are you guys

ready?

We'll be right behind you all the way.

And don't worry about Reuben and Shingo.

If Lance has them, we'll get them back.

I don't like it.

First Shingo goes missing, now Reuben. They can take care of themselves.

That's bullshit.

This is too risky.

They're on to us. I'm calling it off.

Wait. Listen to me.

If we don't go through with this, a lot of people are going to die.

And if Lance does have Shingo and Ruben, they'll die too.

This is our only chance.

Bogey inbound.

The limo's on its way.

Are you still on board?

Let's go get in the car.

See you.

All units, let me stop on the north side of the bridge, intercept and apprehend.

Car's clean, Lieutenant.

Okay.

I'll get a warrant and have the club searched.

And I'll put a trail on Lance.

That's all.

It's too late for that.

The shoot fighting's probably already started.

Look, Chief, I didn't want to do this, but you assured me that nothing would go

wrong.

Now I'm taking charge.

From now on, no more risks. We stick to procedure.

Well, procedure didn't save Joe.

Hey, Eddie, come on, let's go for a ride.

What's up?

Yo, easy, Chief.

I'm only going to ask you this once.

Where are they? How the hell should I know?

You lying sack of shit.

How did Lance know we were tailing him?

Maybe he was just stringing us all along. Maybe he was stringing you along

because he owed you $40,000.

$40,000?

Don't play stupid with me, Eddie. Do you think you could bet on our guys and I

wouldn't know about it?

Okay, okay.

I bet on our guys.

I'm a greedy fuck.

And when I asked for my money, he went ballistic.

Even I thought I was dead.

The guy's a fucking psycho.

I want to see him put away. Just as bad as you do.

You got any last words, Eddie?

Yeah. Fuck you, Chief.

Fuck you for thinking that I would willingly send my friends to the depths.

Fuck you for thinking that money means more to me than human life.

But if that's what you think, then do it.

Go ahead.

Can we go save him now?

Shit, man, we thought you were getting laid.

They shot her.

What? They killed her and they're taking me.

God, I'm sorry, man.

Where's Shingo? I don't know. He disappeared yesterday.

I never wanted to see this sight again.

Me both.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most elite form of entertainment on the

planet. Shoot fighting!

This will be the ultimate challenge.

Two men will be bound by one simple...

to kill or to be killed.

And now, before the official competition begins, an appetizer.

This is Shingo.

One of the founding fathers of shoot fighting.

He is also my brother.

Tonight, we are going to settle a long-standing disagreement.

Shingo believes that fighting to the death is dishonorable.

And he also believes money and ambition are evil.

I will test his convictions.

In the final match of the evening, I will fight Shingo.

Two brothers.

of this event.

Wagering will start at $100,000.

Now you can place your bets any time during the evening, but for the most

favorable odds, please place your bets early.

And now, a novelty event for your amusement.

Medusa and Buffy!

Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to get down to business.

So pick your favorite fighter, loosen up your wallets, and let the games begin.

Chief.

Sorry,

Lou. Mind if I call you Lou?

Fucking scum!

Next in the ring, Shark and Sargon!

It's okay, man.

Say goodbye to your girlfriend.

You don't have to die today.

I ain't dying.

You are.

Stop now and we both walk out of here.

I should have quit when he had the chance.

All right, asshole. You and me right now.

Hey!

Stop.

Not so fast, Shark.

We got a little twist planned for you.

They say that friendships forged in battle are the strongest.

Our next two fighters will test that theory.

Pick up your swords and fight.

Or one of you dies right now.

I'm counting five, four, three, two, one.

I said kill.

Or be killed.

I mean what I say.

Would you like to join them?

You're gonna fix that.

Oh, God.

Oh, where are the boys?

They're fine.

Did you really think I was going to let you waltz in here and arrest me?

Especially when I'm this close to breaking out of the small time.

Lance has plans, Chief.

Big plans.

I'm building my own casino on Indian land where your loss can't touch me.

You have no honor.

This isn't about honor.

It's about winning.

And you're about to lose.

Clean them up. Put them in the ring.

Come on, let's move.

Guess I won't be needing this, will I?

Welcome back.

And now, to get us started, an extra added attraction.

A three-way match between our no longer secret police spies.

Next, in the ring of death, Ruben, Nick, and Roland.

No, the rest falls mine.

All right, it seems as though we have a choice.

A battle between our police spies or a grudge match.

I can take this guy.

Double team him.

Can't fight him and watch your ass at the same time.

Come on man.

Now we can resume the battle between our friends

But

let's add another twist

Got one minute.

If the police chief is still alive, you will fry.

Kill me.

gonna let me leave here alive anyway come on kill me i can't

kill me god damn it save yourself and

kill me no kill me

i

die and he lives that's

the deal right

It's time to die

Don't worry, folks.

It's all part of the show.

That bitch was lucky she died quick.

That's for sure, you son of a bitch.

Don't even think about it right now

Just gonna walk

out here real slow you got that

What about our money?

You said you would fight.

You want to fight?

There's your fight.

Get out of my way!

I'll fight Shingo in the ring.

He wins, you win your bets.

I win, I walk away.

Right there.

Sorry, Chief.

Yeah.

Yo, Chief, you guys were never in any real danger, man.

I had a plan.

Honest, I did.

Man, my ass.