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[Flames]

[car door clicks]

- Do not dwell in the past.

Do not dream of the future.

Concentrate the mind on the present moment.

My name is Smith.

Welcome to Flatland.

[intense music]

When I first met the devil, his name was Khan,

mine, Saint Michael.

The war for the soul of mankindhas raged for 3,000 years.

The battleground today is Shanghai.

I have forced three young Americans to work for me.

JT, a gang banger.

Mr. Mitchell, a failed mob lawyer.

And Amy Li, a beautiful, young woman.

They will ultimately discover the history

when present and past collide,

and where one misstep on eitherside

of the fourth dimension

is fatal.

In the world of Flatland

where nothing is as it appears to be.

My name is Smith.

Welcome to Flatland.

[upbeat electronic music]

[metal chimes]

[upbeat electronic music]

[tires screech]

[upbeat electronic music]

[tires screech]

- [Buyer] Stephen Chow,

do you have my thermonuclear device?

- Do you have my money?

[upbeat electronic music]

[JT sneezes]

- [Amy] Gang's all here and they brought it with them.

[device beeping]

I'm getting a Geiger reading.

- You got a head count?

- There's seven of them.

There's no back way out so come through the freight door,

inside, east end of the building.

[speaking in a foreign language]

- [Man] ETA, two minutes.

Prepare your surprise, Amy.

- Show us the device.

- Age before beauty.

[dramatic music]

- Five million, U.S.

Now, show us.

[dramatic music]

Incredible.

So much money for something so small.

- Nuclear devastation doesn't come cheap,

even in Shanghai. [laughs]

- [Man] All right, let's go, gasmasks on.

- Try not to puke in your mask.

It'll ruin your whole day.

[upbeat electronic music]

[smoke bombs blasting]

- Everybody, let's hurry up.

Let's go, grab the money.

Let's go.

[upbeat electronic music]

[tires screech]

- [Soldier] Come on, get in there, get in there now!

Hurry it up.

Come on, move.

Dammit, they're everywhere.

- [Man] Get rid of the money.

[horse clopping]

[dramatic electronic music]

[horse neighs]

[hooves rumbling]

[JT coughs]

- JT, are you all right?

- You saw him?

Amy, did you see him?

- Let's get you out of here, come on.

[speaking in a foreign language]

He doesn't know anything.

- What a surprise.

Hey, Typhoid Mary,

you want a tea or something?

- I think we should get him to ahospital.

- I don't think so.

People die in hospitals.

[speaking in a foreign language]

- Stephen Chow? - Yeah.

- He says Chow has been working with the Americans.

- [JT] Americans, huh?

We need a name.

[dramatic electronic music]

- Michael Petrino.

- Michael Petrino.

- 10, 10 ne-bu-lation

of 10 megatons of nuclear hoopla

in the grimy hands of lunatics.

And I used to worry about simple gunpowder.

Was I naive or what?

- Is that how it ends?

With a big bang from a briefcase?

- This has been one no good day.

We let Stephen Chow slip away.

- What's with the limp?

- Oh, check this out, brand new.

Where's the quality in that?

- Knock offs, huh?

- Yeah.

- Come on, let's hit Uncle's.

I'll even buy the first round.

- Uh, no, you are going to help me get JT into bed.

- Really?

- Yes, really.

- Do I look like his nurse?

- Hey, you guys go on ahead, I'll be fine, seriously.

[upbeat electronic music]

[fire crackling] [metal clanging]

- Easy.

Try drinking.

[dramatic music]

Sleep now, JT.

[upbeat music]

[Quentin whistles]

- [Quentin] Good morning.

- Looks like we had a nother late night.

- Another lonely night.

I dreamt about you.

You had a fantastic time.

- Was I strangling you?

- Maybe, it was all tangle of naked, sweaty flesh,

yours,

mine.

You dream about me, don't you?

- In your dreams, Mitchell.

Michael Petrino, ugly American.

Got here a few weeks ago from Chicago.

They're a couple nights old,

so he may have changed his appearance.

- I bet he's still ugly.

- It's a bearer bond for five million dollars U.S.

- A thank you note for a job well done?

- It's the going rate for a briefcase nuke.

And a man with serious flash cash

is a man to be taken seriously.

- So, Smith actually thinks there's another one out here.

- At least, maybe two.

- Why don't we just forget this?

I get up onto the next plane outof here.

Better still, why don't you comewith me?

New York, Paris, London.

- What would we do?

- Anything your little heart desires.

- You're playin' handball against a blanket.

- Oh, Linda, why do you deny fate?

I know we were together in a past life.

- Does that line ever work?

- Okay, I'll do better.

So, where does Smith think I can find this ugly American?

- It's Shanghai, everybody goes to Uncle's.

[upbeat electronic music]

[speaking in a foreign language]

- Is English too much to hope for?

- It's your lucky day.

Mr. Mitchell, I presume?

I'm Annika.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Please, follow me.

[upbeat electronic music]

Mr. Petrino's a very busy man.

Can you tell me exactly why you're here to see him?

- Well, I would rather talk to you,

but unfortunately I have tell him directly.

- As much as I like direct men, that won't happen.

- Okay.

Well, tell him I'm in the market for the same item

he sold Stephen Chow.

- And that would be?

- A new briefcase.

One that packs a punch.

- What makes you think Mr. Petrino

will have any idea what you're talking about?

- I'm willing to bet five million dollars

he'll know exactly what I'm talking about.

[upbeat electronic music]

- You always walk around with

five million dollars in your pocket?

- Helps me make new friends.

- Sit down.

Not you.

[upbeat electronic music]

So, is Stephen Chow one of your new friends?

- I wouldn't say that.

- I heard he had some bad luck.

- I'm a very lucky guy.

Ask Annika.

Did she tell you what I wanted?

Can you deliver?

- You think it's that easy?

- How hard can it be?

I wanna buy, you wanna sell.

- My terms are half now, half ondelivery.

- When pigs fly.

- There's a surcharge for arrogance, Mr. Mitchell.

- Okay, so, I guess we're not gonna be friends.

Let's go.

- Hey.

My boss is a careful man.

- You want some advice?

You could do better.

- He'll be in touch.

- He's really nice.

- He's a dangerous man, you should know that.

- Well, sometimes danger

is worth the risk.

- Just can't let one go by, canyou?

- Carpe diem, darling, with bothhands.

- That's pretty corny.

Especially that hand kissing thing.

- Excuse me, but that is a very cool love move.

Do not be dissing the Valentino.

- [laughs] The Valentino.

[upbeat electronic music]

- [Linda] Apparently, Stephen Chow decided not

to kill Petrino over the burn.

- Tell me something, you and Smith,

you seem to know everything.

- Just about.

- So, what's next?

- Your guess is almost as good as mine,

take a shot.

- Well, I figure Chow knowsthere's another nuke out there.

- Congratulations.

- And he'll try and buy,

and we'll jump on him.

- You're jumping ahead of yourself.

- It was just a shot.

- If I were him,

I'd be looking to eliminate the competition.

- If you were him I wouldn't want to kiss you right now.

You do realize that I couldget killed before this is done?

Are you really going to spend the rest of your life

wondering what it could have been like between us?

- I'll just have to risk it.

You know I've read that women have killed more men

than smallpox.

- I've had all my shots.

- Chow's a snake, Mitchell.

Be careful.

[car revving]

[light electronic music]

[speaking in a foreign language]

- Down Dog.

Tree Pose.

[Quentin grunts]

- Well, fate has brought us together again.

I think it's obvious this is the way it's meant to be.

- All that since this morning?

- No, seven years ago, New YorkCity.

- Really?

I don't remember.

- Yeah, it was just another party, broken promises,

faded dreams, cheap lust.

You were modeling for a big agency.

The guy you were dating major league jerk.

- Crazy days.

We're lucky we survived.

Men's.

Women's.

- Have dinner with me.

- I can't.

- Of course you can.

Trust me.

- Trust you?

- Okay, skip that part.

- Michael is insanely jealous.

- He'd be an idiot if he wasn't.

You give him plenty of reasons to,

besides he knows you cheat on him.

[hand thwacks]

- Where do you get off saying something like that?

- He'd forgive you for anything,Annika.

Infidelity is just a price he pays

to have you in his life.

- You're wrong.

I love Michael.

- You love what he gives you.

Have dinner with me.

- I said no.

Sometimes I do go out late,

by myself.

It gets lonely.

- If it gets lonely tonight

I'll be at Uncle's.

[light electronic music]

- You know, you were lying aboutNew York.

- What does it matter?

You don't remember.

- What matters is,

you I would have remembered.

[dramatic electronic music]

- Look for the rat in your own barn.

- I'm out of the weapon

and the five million dollars I paid for it.

Either you get me another nuke

or give me back my five milliondollars.

- I delivered.

You lost it.

Tough deal.

- You think I'm a fool, Petrino?

Look, you're new in Shanghai.

What works in Chicago doesn't work here.

- Piss off.

Come on, get the car.

- I want him watched 24/7. - Yes, sir.

- His woman too. - Okay.

- I take it that didn't go oververy well.

- I thought Shanghai would be different,

but it's the same punks and crybabies.

- And that one wants to kill you.

- [laughs] Everyone does, love.

It's my charming nature.

By the way, I don't like theway you've been looking at him.

- I didn't look at him.

- Not Chow.

You know who I mean.

Do I have to worry about you too, Annika?

[dramatic music]

[sparks sizzling]

[metal clanging]

[JT huffing] [horse clopping]

[horse neighs] [JT screams]

- It's all right, JT, I'm here.

- I had dreams like I've never had before.

I saw you.

- It's all right.

[fire crackling] [JT screaming]

- He killed her.

He cut her open. - Easy.

- [Linda] Is that how it ends?

As big bang from a briefcase?

- Why spoil the fun?

Once you know the endgame there's nothing else to know.

But we'll all go together when we go,

every Hottentot and every Eskimo.

- Does it have to be that way?

- Of course not.

But I'm not running the show.

I got problems of my own. - No?

- Honest as a Presbyterian holding a full house.

This would be so simple

if it wasn't for the Shadow Warrior.

- One of Khan's soldiers?

- Yeah,

and he ain't no Presbyterian.

[dramatic music]

- You have to show me how to dothat.

- No way, I like you the way youare.

- I like you both ways.

- Kinky.

[upbeat electronic music]

[moves into down tempo electronic music]

- What's wrong? - Let's get a drink.

Some champagne.

- Annika, what is it?

What's wrong?

- I have to go.

- Let me walk you home.

Hey.

Hey.

Will I see you again?

- Not if you're smart.

[legs thudding] [men grunting]

- He's a crooked American lawyer,

with dirty friends,

partying with Petrino's woman.

[man grunts]

So is it sex?

Or is it business? [man grunts]

- Maybe both.

[men grunting]

- I know Petrino's lying.

He's got another nuke to sell.

- Then why are you wasting yourtime?

I'm beginning to feel

like I'm being jerked around here, Stephen.

- I already told you I'll get your money back.

- Screw that, I want the briefcase bomb I paid for.

And if Petrino has another one,

it better wind up in my hands.

- I can handle it.

- Good, you better.

- Who do you think you are?

- It's not what I think,

it's what I am.

[suspenseful music]

[knife whooshes]

[JT panting]

- You don't look so bad for a man half dead.

- You should have seen me last night.

- Ancient Chinese healing tonic.

Ancient Tennessee tonic.

I like this one better.

Have you seen a doctor lately?

- I've seen some weird stuff.

I tell a doctor about it he'll probably have me committed.

- Fever dreams.

The Shadow Warrior.

- Even when I'm awake?

Come on, man, these are real.

As real as you and me.

- You've lived countless lifetimes.

You've made some enemies along the way.

- Oh yeah, sure, but real ones.

Not like this.

- He's real.

He has come from your past, Flatland.

He is here,

now.

Flatland is our Hotel California.

You can check in,

but you can never leave.

- Why me?

- Why not you?

You're an Ancient One.

You must stop him to avoid a catastrophe.

This Shadow Warrior will kill you,

Mitchell, Amy, Smith, anybody to get a nuclear device.

- Listen, all I know is,

I got enough enemies in the hereand now.

I don't need to be worried aboutnobody

chasing me from the past.

- Deal with it.

The Shadow Warrior is real.

- So am I.

[knife whooshing]

[horns honking]

- You want my opinion?

- [Smith] No.

Nothing personal,

I'm sure you find him rough around the edges.

- You're getting warm.

- You like Mitchell.

Warmer yet, huh?

- Maybe, how would you know?

- When you get to be my age

you get a sense of these things.

You know, things like that never change, baby.

- You shouldn't do that.

- Yeah, I know.

The medicals say it'll kill me.

Sometimes death is just the beginning.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Behold.

- Oh, it's very minimal, JT.

You got something against furniture?

- I got all I need.

- What do you do when the guys come over for the Super Bowl?

- [laughs] What the hell do you know about the Super Bowl?

- I like it.

Simple, clean.

Very cool.

- Honestly, it had to be more

than your sparkling personality

that chased that lady away lastnight.

Think maybe he's having her followed?

- I would.

- You might've blown it with Petrino.

- He'll call.

Money means everything to guys like that,

even more than sex on a stick.

- Unless he really loves her.

Men get crazy in love.

- And women don't?

[phone beeps]

- Uncle said this dude is trying to kill me.

And I think it has something to do with you.

Like we were together in some past life.

I know, it sounds pretty ridiculous,

like one of Mitchell's pick up lines.

I don't get it.

And I don't know how to fight shadows.

- That was Annika.

Petrino wants to meet us.

I told ya, money every time.

[elevator rattles]

- You need to remember to watchyour ass.

- Not a problem.

And, hey, get some stuff.

I mean, how many angels can dance on the head pin

is cool and all,

but you're gonna need a chair to sit on to count 'em.

We'll see you later.

[bird screeches]

[woman screams]

[upbeat electronic music]

Petrino.

Miss? - Annika.

- Yes.

- Very funny.

- Maybe you two should talk alone.

- I'd rather see you than him.

Why don't you stay?

[upbeat music]

- Where's your briefcase?

I thought we were here to do business.

- Word on you from New York

is you have some very bad friends.

- What other kind are there?

- You're fishing in deep water here, Mr. Mitchell.

- Maybe I'm just ambitious.

- Who do you represent?

- That's none of your business.

The deal is with me.

- And you make me uncomfortable.

- Well, that's because you think

I'm sleeping with your girlfriend.

[upbeat music]

- If I thought that you'd be dead.

Are you?

- Not yet,

but she must be pretty fantastic

if you're willing to piss away five million.

- I lift a finger you're gone right now.

- What a coincidence, I know that same trick.

Tick-tock, Petrino, tick-tock.

We do this tonight or I'm gone.

Then there's no deal.

- You're the one who's ambitious, talk.

- I'll bring the money,

you bring the briefcase, personally.

- You're giving me orders?

Maybe ambitious is the wrong word,

maybe stupid would be better.

- Stephen Chow bought a nuke offyou,

the very next day he was busted.

That's stupid, and I don't trustit.

- You are the one who's not to be trusted.

- No man should be trusted withher.

[Petrino laughs]

- That's a good point.

Maybe that's why I have trouble sleeping at night,

I'm afraid to take my eyes off of her.

- Bring her along, it won't bother me.

But nobody else.

- You've got quite a pair, Mr. Mitchell.

I wish I had a lawyer like you.

Across from the Peace Hotel, tonight, nine o'clock.

Let's go.

[upbeat electronic music]

[grinder sparking]

[metal clanging]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- Everybody ready to rock and roll?

- [Cop] Yup.

- Cheek to cheek in this place.

- I guess nobody told them about the little toy

in Petrino's briefcase.

- That would empty it out prettyquick.

How many friends you think he'llbring?

- Well, I did ask him very nicely to come alone.

JT, you there?

- [JT] Out here, Q-ball.

- [Quentin] Excuse me, don't call me that.

- What?

- I said, don't call me that.

- What are you talking about, man?

I think Q-ball's off the hook.

- Yeah, well, I hate nicknames.

- I think it's cute.

- Okay, it's after nine, where are they?

[dramatic music]

- I won't be long.

- You're gonna kill him, aren'tyou?

- What makes you think that?

- I know you too well.

- And you want him alive.

I know you just as well.

Don't ever forget that.

[dramatic music]

- Sorry to interrupt, Q-ball.

Nine o'clock. [engine revs]

[dramatic music]

[man groans]

[tires screech]

[bird screams]

[dramatic music]

[bird screeches]

Just you and me, dog.

Time to party.

[sword whooshes]

[knife whirs]

[metal clanging]

[JT grunts]

[metal clangs]

[pipes rattle]

[fist thuds]

[upbeat electronic music]

- Tell me, you ever seen a more beautiful city?

- It'd be nicer if I had the right company.

- You never give it a rest.

- I can't, I think it's genetic.

- Shall we take a little walk?

- I don't think so.

Right here's good enough.

- I thought you didn't like crowds.

- Sometimes crowds make things a little safer.

- [Man] We've got front and back closed off.

- You son of a bitch!

[man yelling]

[woman screams]

[dramatic music]

- [Man] Get out of the way!

- Yeah.

- Where'd he go?

- In the tunnel.

But be careful, he has a gun.

[dramatic music]

- Petrino!

Give it up, there's no way out.

- For you maybe.

[bullet whizzes]

[dramatic music]

[bullets whizzing]

[dramatic music]

[Amy grunts]

[kick thuds]

- Amy!

[Petrino grunts]

- What took you so long?

- You did this?

Alone?

- You men weren't around, so.

- Where's JT?

- I thought he was with you.

- What are you?

- Shut up.

- Well, then, that's it, it's over.

- Maybe not.

Maybe it's just the beginning.

- Will I see you again?

[Quentin sneezes] Bless you.

- Yeah.

Later.

Let me go talk to the cops.

Uncle's?

- Okay.

[upbeat electronic music]

- [JT] Well, hello there.

- Hi.

Have you seen Mitchell?

- Not for awhile.

- We were supposed to meet here.

I hope he's all right.

- Well, we'll see about that.

Hold on a second.

[phone ringing] [glass rattles]

- Yeah, what?

- Listen, you should get your narrow butt down here, Q-ball.

There is a very sexy woman looking for you.

- You gave me the flu and I'm dying and it's your fault,

and if you ever call me that again I will kill you.

- I'll tell you what,

you stay in bed, you drink plenty of liquids,

and take good care of yourself.

Me, on the other hand,

I got everything under control down here,

and I'm all over it.

With both hands.

- Stay away from her, JT.

You leave her alone.

JT.

JT!