Original subtitles

(car door clicks) (police sirens wail)

(clock bells chime)

(footsteps)

[Smith] 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.

(rhythmic echoing music)

When I first met the Devil,

his name was Khan.

Mine, Saint Michael.

The war for the soul of mankind has 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 either side 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.

(Asian drum riff)

(car radio rock music)

Okay Jim, time to fess up.

Which one was your favorite?

I think, the pandas.

Maybe the zebras, I can't decide.

The zebras, huh?

Ah, I like the snakes.

Ew, they're creepy.

No, the zebras were the coolest.

Why do they have stripes?

Well, normally they don't,

but these guys, they just got out of jail,

didn't get a chance to change their do rags yet.

Oh Mitchell.

(laughing)

(car radio rock music)

(truck horn honks)

Watch out, hey!

(brakes screech)

(metallic crashes)

Get out, get out, get out!

Get out, get out!

You okay?

Robbie!

Robbie?

I got him.

Oh my God.

Robbie. Robbie.

Robbie. Robbie.

Ambulance now at 6th Getend road.

Hey baby.

I got him, I got him.

Oh my God.

Robbie, can you hear me?

Oh God.

He's not breathing.

(techno music)

[Mitchell] Robbie can you hear me?

[Gwen] Why isn't he responding?

Ambulance!

(tires screech)

Here they are.

Robbie?

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on, let's go!

Come on, move it!

Come on!

I don't think he has any broken bones.

Okay, don't worry, don't worry.

But he's not saying anything.

He's breathing, he's alive.

[EM] What do we got here?

[Gwen] What is that?

What are you giving him?

[EMT] It's for pain, it'll relax him.

[Mitchell] Is he going to be okay?

[Gwen] Robbie?

It's okay buddy.

[EMT] Okay, lift him up.

[Gwen] Can I go with him?

[EMT] Careful, careful.

Keep him back. Let's go.

Call the trauma unit, we'll be there in five minutes.

[Mitchell] He's going to be fine, Gwen, get in.

[Gwen] Robbie, I'm right here beside you baby.

I'm right here.

Everything's going to be okay.

(tires screech)

(siren blares)

(techno music)

[EMT] Here, take him out.

Move, here we go, come on.

Let's go.

Looks like no broken bones.

No visible signs of trauma.

We don't know about internally, but we will.

Hurry, hurry.

Coming through!

(inaudible talking)

(ghostly speaking in a foreign language)

(rain drops)

(ghostly speaking in a foreign language)

[Doctor] His condition has stabilized.

Why don't you get some rest?

(voice over PA system)

(ghostly voice resonates)

(medical machinery beeping)

(automatic door whirrs)

What'd they say?

It's anaphylactic shock.

First they thought it was an allergic reaction

to the medicine, but the test came back negative.

Okay, so what is it?

They think the medicine's contaminated.

What?

There've been two other cases, same drug.

Are they in a coma too?

What, Mitch?

Tell me.

I have to know.

They died.

Oh my God.

[Mitchell] Shh, come on he's going to be fine.

There has to be something they can do.

There has to be an antidote or something.

They are, they're trying, they're looking.

(sobs)

(eerie music)

(Asian music)

A citywide health alert's gone out.

They're pulling pain meds off the shelves

like they were black plague.

Earth rules.

The hospitals are starting to give the patients

morphine and synthetic heroine.

Well, sweet torture until it's time to kick it.

I can smell the money

We ready to party?

15,000 cases shipping tonight, 20 million profit, US.

Money can't buy you love.

Then again, who needs it?

There is still one little problem at the factory.

We've got a leak.

Well plug it.

Can I kill 'em?

Done deal.

Jagger.

Palmer.

We rocked his world,

now he thinks it's gonna collapse on him.

Good for him.

He's figured out his own destiny.

Greedy idiot.

I dunno, greed is good.

Makes it all work.

How do you want me to handle him?

Gentle, for a little while.

Alright, I'll handle him like a deviled egg.

Knockoff prescription drugs.

I gotta hand it to you, Jagger, brilliant.

The jeans, CDs, jewelry, perfume.

Just about all of it's knockoff.

Fear, that's real.

Fear of dying.

Fear of taking drugs to keep from dying.

That's what I can smell.

The fear.

(Asian techno music)

[TV Announcer] Thousands of athletes

from around the globe

gathered today for the start

of the international gymnastics association.

Ironically, the opening commemorates the day exactly

50 years ago, when Shanghai's own Charlie Chan

became the first and only athlete to ever

shatter a barrier deemed humanly impossible,

clearing a 40 centimeter hot ring.

(eerie music)

(train whooshes)

(flute music)

(wings flapping)

(techno music)

Man, you look terrible.

I'll have what he's having.

What's up, man?

I got involved in something.

Mm-hmm (affirmative).

Not that.

A car accident.

Anybody hurt?

A little kid I know.

Smart little sucker, he makes me laugh.

Well he must be cool, if he makes you laugh.

Been seeing his mom now for about a month.

Oh god, here we go.

Rule number one, you don't get involved.

Rule number two, you don't let anybody need you.

Rule number three, you don't get involved with a woman

who needs you,

and has a kid.

I broke 'em all.

Feeling something is tougher than feeling nothing.

He's in the hospital.

Hmm.

I hate hospitals.

I don't trust that test.

I don't trust any surgeries,

they breed every infection known to man.

They gave him some tainted medicine, he's in a coma.

Knockoffs, phew.

What kind of jerk offs would mess with medicine?

Guys that play by dirty rules.

Listen, sounds like you need to run in on these fools, man.

No, the cops are on it.

The cops?

Cops are slow.

People die fast.

So what do I do?

Find the jerks.

(industrial music)

(indistinct chatter)

Let's get to it.

Mr. Palmer tells me there's a leak here.

And you were taking samples from the warehouse.

Why?

I didn't.

Who you working for?

Some reporter, cops?

Are you a cop?

Are you a cop?

Ah, no!

You are a pretty girl.

You know I've been watching you in the warehouse.

Kinda been hoping we could get together, you know.

Well, here we are (laughs).

So why don't you tell me what I need to know?

And I can help you out, huh?

You're hurting me.

Oh, not yet, not yet.

(cries)

Are you frightened?

No, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

This is Sao Ming.

She's gonna hurt you.

I'm just gonna watch.

Now my friend here has a remarkable talent.

A gift.

She can see inside the mind, into the dark places.

Places that scare you.

So why don't you tell me.

Who are you working for, hmm?

You don't believe me, do you?

Well.

Let's find out what you're afraid of, pretty girl.

(techno music)

(screams)

(rock music)

Her name is Mei Ling.

Her body was found in an alley in the old city.

Pretty baby.

Yeah.

She was working for a place that makes knockoff drugs.

Oh that's real cute.

Mitch thought so, too.

He was supposed to meet her tomorrow for more information.

Somebody thought that was a bad idea.

What about these wounds.

Jagged serrations, maybe an inch each.

Kinda like teeth, huh?

Yes.

Weird.

Gets weirder.

Coroner took holographic molds, came up with sketches.

Those are what killed her.

It's like shark's teeth.

Correct answer.

But how did a shark get into an alley in the old city?

(dramatic music)

(traffic wooshes)

(Asian music)

Okay, that's all.

You're all finished.

Master Chan?

Huh?

Ah, no one has called me that for a very long time, Amy.

I saw you on film at the archives.

You have to teach me.

What you want cannot be taught.

How do you know what I want?

I know you are looking for something which is personal.

Wait.

You're right, it is personal.

And it's something I've always wanted.

You must stop being afraid of it.

It is something you have to control.

You can't let it control you.

Will you help me?

I'll help you help yourself.

[PA System] Dr. Contree to geriatrics, Dr. Contree to...

(ghostly voice)

(piano music)

Any change?

How about you, did you get any sleep?

No, uh uh.

They say the first 36 hours are the most critical.

You think he knows?

He's a terrific kid.

Hmm.

And he loves you.

You know I've got some friends in New York.

Some powerful people I know, every doctor in the city.

Maybe I can pull some strings, get someone out here.

Do you know what?

I really trust these people.

I do.

I grew up trusting them.

But thank you.

I just feel like I need to be of help here.

You are.

You are.

(train wooshes)

I saw it there.

Clear as a bell.

I don't know what it's supposed to mean.

I mean, I don't understand it, I don't know what it was.

I don't get it.

But.

But I felt like I did.

I felt like somehow it was a part of me.

I'm really glad you're having fun, what?

Connections.

You're beginning to make them.

Honestly, I'm really not.

You wouldn't be here otherwise, looking for answers.

Alright, so you're telling me that a light bulb

is supposed to go off inside my head because

I see some weird ass jaw bone?

What do I look like to you, Samson?

You want a pistachio?

No, I don't want no damn pistachio.

Past, present, they're connected.

That's why you see things.

What they mean.

That's for me to find out.

A plus.

I never saw one.

I know.

(knife strikes)

(techno music)

(wooshing)

(rapid knife strikes)

(car horns)

Alright, one more time.

Okay.

False.

(sighs)

I mean that's pretty good.

So is a fake Picasso, that's the point.

Truth to the law.

Money in somebody's pocket.

A company called Wells Pharmaceutical makes the real ones.

These are knockoffs.

Maybe they make 'em both.

Wells has been around for 30 years,

they're very successful.

Why do it?

And if not them, who and why?

It's a classic.

It's greed and deception, it's his favorite games.

You never stop thinking about him, do you?

Well, I mean, after sex, and a good cigar,

a '45 Chateau Talbot, I mean, what else is there?

No, I wanna know.

(crickets chirping)

(boat horns)

(sirens wail)

(monks chanting)

(train wooshes)

(machinery humming)

(footsteps)

Mitchell?

Huh?

What's wrong?

I'm just seeing things.

We'd just like to know how this could happen.

Simple, by law, our formula's public.

A criminal can match it,

all that protects us is our copyright.

What about an inside job?

Look, we have nine production facilities around the world.

I assure you we're looking into it.

Have you thought about shutting down?

(scoffs)

Yeah, that's not an option.

Wouldn't be good for our public.

These knockoffs keep killing people.

Look, Mr. Dunham, Wells Pharmaceutical is very sensitive

to what's happening, and I'm doing everything I can

to see that it doesn't happen again.

But understand something.

Our products are used by millions

of people around the world.

AIDs patients, cancer patients, heart attack patients.

People suffering from acute pain.

So if we shut down, what about them?

(suspenseful music)

Slick talkin' mother.

Ugh, they all are.

I'm glad I'm not the corporate type.

I don't know, polish up your act a little?

You could make middle management.

You could get lost.

(laughs) Okay, maybe I like you better the way you are.

You ever stop chasing Mitchell, maybe we'll find out.

Rain-check.

But, I'll keep it in mind.

You going back?

Don't worry about where I'm going.

(techno music)

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, baby!

Please don't run.

Don't run, okay?

'Cause you're kinda fast and I'm tired of chasing you.

Wanna ask you a few questions.

Y'know, we gotta lot of stuff in common.

Stuff you know.

Stuff I know.

JT.

You got a name?

(whoosing)

Where'd you get this?

I made this a long time ago.

It has my mark, see?

Aw, man.

(intense techno music)

(wind wooshes)

Do you know anything about her?

Not even her name.

All I know is Mitchell's flippo over her and,

she has a son.

Twelve or something.

It's not his usual deal.

Tell me about it.

So what did you want to talk about?

Oh, it's, um, it's a little private.

Okay, let's go in there.

(techno music)

What would my parents think?

Yeah, how do you think they'd feel?

Well, my dad thinks I'm a secretary.

He's thrilled.

Thinks I'll meet some Taipan, be swept off my feet,

and live the life of luxury.

And my mom, she doesn't really see it that way.

She just wants me to be happy, and the rest doesn't matter.

Why?

I just wonder.

Sometimes I'm not sure whether it's important to do things

because of how they make other people feel,

or for yourself.

Well I think you have to consider both.

But, in the end, it's your own emotions

that you can really control, and sometimes,

you can't even do that.

Sometimes I wish I could just turn back the clock,

make things different.

I know what you mean.

If there's any way, don't worry, I'd do it.

Why's she still here?

She never stops.

She won't.

I haven't seen this since I was growing up in Shanghai.

What does it mean?

Well there's some goddess of mercy.

Mm-hmm (affirmative).

Shan Gu, and the nurse is asking for our help.

And you believe in that?

Yes, yes, I do.

(laughs)

It's how I grew up.

Yeah?

Mm-hmm (affirmative).

Well, me too.

Only, I guess I lost it somewhere along the way.

I think we all do until times like this when we need it.

That's what my mom used to say.

But I never understood that, mercy.

It droppeth like a gentle rain from heaven.

Is that your mom?

Shakespeare.

(piano music)

(splashes)

(fog horns)

(medical equipment beeping)

Robbie, Robbie!

What's going on?

Doctor!

You can stay here, or in the waiting room.

No one was supposed to die.

It happens, people die from chewing too much aspirin.

Happened to a buddy of mine.

Wasn't part of the deal.

You are not stupid.

You knew the risk.

Yeah, but I never said-

- No, you never said it.

But you knew.

Now don't tell me you didn't.

You coulda made the pills

without making 'em deadly, Jagger.

You're responsible for this!

Yes, yes I am.

You know, the police get this, I'm facing murder charges.

And I'll tell you right now, I'm not going alone.

I told you not to worry about it.

Now if you wanna worry about something,

worry about me.

'Cause I am far more dangerous

than any murder charge, Mr. Palmer.

Yao Min.

Entertain my guest.

Fix him a drink.

He needs to calm down.

(techno music)

He's still in shock.

I don't know how long his system will be able to hold out.

I'm sorry.

Hey, there must be something you can do.

Miracles are out of my hands, Mr. Mitchell.

(ominous music)

I think I know who you are.

Your name is Shan Gu.

I'm worried about the little boy.

His mother seems to think that you can help.

And you?

I care about him very much.

I want to believe that you can help but I don't understand.

You don't have to.

Then tell me what do I have to do?

Ask from the heart.

(synth music)

You are not prepared.

You will only succeed when your discipline defeats

all physical fears and doubts.

(panting)

Nothing is impossible.

I don't know.

I do.

Once you understand, it's all so easy to do.

But how, what's the trick?

There's no trick.

Just two requirements.

Talent, which you have.

And belief, which you may not.

(rhythmic choral music)

Talent, which you have.

And belief, which you may not, may not, may not.

(hip hop lounge music)

Hello, beautiful, how they hangin'?

You should be arrested.

Ha ha, I keep trying.

Can we talk?

You know the door's always open, kiddo.

Lights are always on.

Palmer's plants've been sending prescription drugs

all over Asia.

I see patterns, but only one address

which might mean something.

The warehouse down by the waterfront,

at 122 Mao Ming Road.

I think that calls for a look-see.

Yes, ma'am.

I would've called.

Yeah, but sometimes you need to see a face,

even if it's mine.

I learned something today.

Something personal, and I wanna ask your opinion about it.

But why me?

You know why.

I know.

Alright.

Shoot.

You know how sometimes you try really hard to do something

just to impress other people?

Yeah, join the party, that's why I do most things.

Well, does it matter?

I mean, does it make you feel better?

Even if you try and don't make it?

Superficially, maybe, ultimately, no.

The name of the game is me.

And in your case, it's you.

I never knew my parents either.

It never changes.

Well sometimes I just wish I had the chance.

Yeah.

So, you wanna dance?

(phone rings)

Hold that thought.

What's up, Linda?

JT's located the warehouse.

Yeah, go do it, pronto, take Amy with you.

She's on her way.

Thanks.

Boogie.

Mitchell?

Smith.

I want you to help JT and Amy right now.

No, I can't.

I mean I'm in a hospital right now and I can't.

Mitchell, mercy's a fleeting thing.

You blink your eyes and it flies away.

You ask from your heart,

it droppeth as a gentle rain from heaven.

(techno music)

(engines revving)

(tires screeching)

(wooshing)

(electronica music)

We got the right place, guys.

Okay, what do you see?

People, packing, getting ready to ship.

How many look like trouble?

I'd say, six or seven guys.

No weapons in view.

Wait.

Someone's registering red hot, off the charts.

That can't be good.

The loading entrance is open.

Go in behind the forklifts.

(machinery hums)

(indistinct chatter)

(gun cocks)

(gun shots)

(techno music)

Round two, pretty lady.

This time, I brought my newer model.

(screechy techno music)

(whooshing impacts)

(metallic clangs)

(electricity crackles)

(reverberating impacts)

Amy, could use some help here!

I can't get in!

Mitchell!

It's blocked, you gotta find a way in.

Mitchell!

[Master Chan] What you want, cannot be taught.

Sometimes I just wish I had the chance.

What you want, fear is something you have to control.

You can't let it control you.

(voices overlapping)

So, you wanna dance?

(grunts)

(shouting)

(sirens wail)

(techno music)

(indistinct shouting)

Mitchell!

(sirens)

(coughs)

Have mercy.

Save him.

What the hell is he saying?

Save him from evil.

Mitchell, can you hear me?

He's gonna be okay.

Ask from the hearts.

From the heart.

From the heart.

[Ghostly Voice] From the hearts.

From the heart.

From my heart.

(wind wooshes)

(mellow cymbal music)

From my heart.

(rain falls)

Hey you, you're awake.

The quality of mercy is not strained.

It droppeth as a gentle rain from heaven.

It is twice blessed.

It blesses him that gives, and him that takes.

(mellow cymbal music)