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[Flames]

[dramatic music]

- [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.

- When I first met the devil

his name was Khan,

my St. 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 eitherside

of the fourth dimension

is fatal.

In the world of Flatland

where nothing is as it appears to be.

- [Smith] My name is Smith.

Welcome to Flatland.

[upbeat music]

[thunder rumbling]

- [Man] You got some on your shirt.

- [Man] Ah, whatever.

[laughing]

- [JT] We're going in.

[suspenseful music]

- Hurry up accountant.

- Listen my friend,

you call me Mr. North

or you don't talk to me at all.

Is that clear?

[yelling] [groaning]

[dramatic music]

[beeping]

[explosion booming]

[upbeat electronic music]

- [Quintin] You alright?

- Yeah, I'm alright.

Get the fire extinguisher.

Get up there, we need whatever'sleft of that computer.

[extinguisher whooshing]

[upbeat music]

- One!

Two!

Three!

What is it?

- The police hit us.

- That's not a problem.

- I don't enjoy being arrested.

- That's a problem.

- Well then fix it.

Four.

- I know my job.

- Then do it.

- [Amy] What are you guys playing?

- A new game.

Honey, I blew up the computer.

- What were you after?

- Don't know.

- Then why are you messing withit?

- 'Cause Smith told us to.

He asks, we do, end of story.

- Have you tried 1-800-pointless?

- Despite how pointless this looks,

I think I can save most of his data.

- Well good luck.

- Where you going?

- None of your business.

- [Quentin] Mm, sounds like a hot date.

- Mm-hmm.

Much too defensive.

It must be.

- What's he like?

Tall, dark, short, fat, deaf, dumb, blind?

- Is he a he?

- You think?

- Goodbye boys.

[dramatic music]

- What happened?

- I don't know.

- Well you were there.

- Yeah I was doing my job.

I'm an accountant not a soldier.

- That's where you're wrong North.

Everyone's a soldier.

And you're a very highly placedone

in the inner sanctum of my world.

- Okay.

Then I did just what I should do.

I saved all our records.

I destroyed the computer.

They got nothing.

That should count for something.

- Yes, yes it does.

It means you'll live another day.

[gentle acoustic music]

[wind rustling]

[funky music]

- Tell Smith I saved what I could salvaged.

Mister lawyer over there says he understands it.

- [Linda] Mitchell?

- Financial records.

Five different companies.

Looked like a good paper trail

but I really couldn't track it that far.

They got shareholding companies

in places like Macau, Sao Paulo,Antigua.

- So, is there any connection

that you can see yet?

- Well there is one name

that appears as an officer on all five.

Guy named North.

[romantic instrumental music]

- [Carriage Driver] Your date has sent me to pick you up.

He will meet you.

[gentle piano music]

- You know what I think about music and food?

- What do you think?

- I think that it's an insult to the composer first of all.

And secondly, it's an insult tothe chef.

You know?

You wanna pass me the soy beans?

- I would love to.

- On the other hand, I do enjoythem both.

- So why complain?

- It gives me something to do.

Could you excuse me for a while?

[upbeat music]

- Happy birthday Amy.

- [Man] So you got something huh?

- A mystery man.

His name is North.

- Oh that's great.

That knocks out east, south, andwest.

- Guy's gotta be finances somehow.

Stock trader, banker, accountant.

Something like that.

- I'll put it out.

Start running the name.

Meanwhile, you guys wanna come to the jail?

We're gonna have another go

at the two bozos from the warehouse.

- You get anything yet?

- Nothing.

Not a word.

- Well you need to let me come with you, man.

Try a little LA interrogation.

- I'll come with you.

- What're you gonna come for?

We're not passing out cookies.

- So I know you like Hemingway,Jackson Pollock, Bach,

rap, skiing, night blooming jasmine,

and sausage and mushroom pizza.

- And don't forget really big roller coasters.

- So that's who you are?

- Well, it might just be the tip of the iceberg.

- There's a lot I'd like to know about you.

Like how you came here.

What was your childhood like?

- I was an orphan.

A very loving woman raised me

but she was busy and sometimes

I was lonely.

- Did you have other kids around?

- A ton.

Especially boys.

- Boys?

- Yeah, I was a huge tomboy.

- Because I sit here,

I look at you in that dress,

it's just hard to picture you

climbing trees and wrestling.

- Well I did.

Of course just not in this dress.

[phone ringing]

- Excuse me a minute.

Yeah?

- Problem is solved.

- Good, good.

Listen, have somebody watch North.

- Um, are we going somewhere?

I'm just not sure I want

this evening to come to an end.

- Well let's keep it going.

You are very beautiful.

[dramatic music]

[upbeat music]

Anything wrong?

- No.

No, I'm fine.

- Obviously we won't be talking to anybody.

They were stabbed to death in a locked cell.

A locked cell in a police station.

I have no idea how that's possible.

- Looks like whoever did it leftgraffiti.

- What does it say?

- It's a name.

Dou Li.

- Dou Li.

Remember that piece of work?

- He's back.

- Like a bad penny.

- There is an answer.

- I know.

I don't like it.

- You don't have to like it.

You just have to do it before it's too late.

- You're a big help.

- I know.

That's why I'm here.

[dramatic music]

[upbeat music]

- Excuse me, can I help you?

- No, you can't.

But Mr. North can.

We went to school with him, we grew up with him.

Where is he?

- I'm sorry, you can't go in there.

- You might wanna hold his calls.

Good morning Mr. North.

- Actually it's not so good a morning for him.

Remember, he's in so much trouble?

- [JT] Yes, I forgot.

- And who are you?

- Who we are doesn't matter.

We're just here to ask you a couple questions.

- First of which is who do you work for Mr. North?

- I'm a consultant.

Regina, would you get security please?

- Yes sir, right away.

- Hmm, you're not listening to us.

A consultant for whom?

- I have a number of clients.

- Clients?

You mean like JLC Enterprises, Lasker Investments,

Merida Holding, stuff like that?

- What do these companies do Mr.North?

- What we're gonna need from you

is a complete list of your corporate officers.

- I'm sorry, that's privileged information.

- Have you ever been to prison Mr. North?

- What are you, the police?

- Well, no but we could have them here in a split second.

- Frankly, I don't care who youare.

I'll tell you something.

There's no way for you to get

the information you're looking for.

Least of all from me.

I'm an independent financial contractor

for a lot of businesses.

I have never met any of my employers,

never visited any of the companies.

Get the picture?

No board of directors meetings.

No annual retreats.

No company picnics.

And that's the way I like it.

- Well, now I know why you got

that thick ass mustache.

Just to hide all your anger underneath.

You don't need that.

- No, but I do need your ID.

Oh I get it.

You're nobody.

No authority at all.

Now get out of my office

before I start making phone calls.

- I got your ID.

Why don't you take a look?

- You recognize them?

- Of course not.

- And that's exactly what we thought you would say.

So, why don't you do a favor?

Take a look at these tonight, leaf through them.

Oh and I'm going to leave you my phone number

just in case, while you're leafing through them,

you recognize any of them faces in those photos.

- [Quentin] Hi sweetheart.

Give me a call.

[funky music]

[gentle music]

- Nana?

[engine revving]

[upbeat music]

- Man, we should have it my way.

- How's that?

- We need to bitch slap these fools

'til they tell us what we want.

- Yeah, that will work.

- [JT] Yeah, it took long enough.

- [Quentin] What?

- [JT] We're being tailed.

- How do you know?

- Shanghai ain't no different than Los Angeles.

Let's get our of here man.

[tires squealing]

- What are you doing?

- Kicking somebody's ass.

- [Man] Hey come on, let's get that punk.

- [Man] There he is.

- [Man] Take him down.

[fists thudding]

[men groaning]

- You okay?

- I don't recognize many of thefaces.

- The ones you knew have gone.

- I still remember it though.

Just like when I was a little girl.

- Those were the good years

when we traveled to America,

when I last saw you.

- I had to leave you.

It was my time.

I knew the moment we arrived

I had to stay in America.

- Did you find what you were searching for there?

- Some.

Not all.

[dramatic music]

[gentle music]

- This is a photograph of your mother.

This is her ring.

It's all I can tell you.

[dramatic music]

- General.

What did the Americans want?

- Oh, they had some names of companies, that's all.

- What did you tell them?

- I told them to leave.

- Pretty brave of you.

- Oh, yeah, you have nothing to worry about.

I can handle them.

- Unlike some.

Keep handling them.

[dramatic vocalizing]

[tense music]

- Hold it up.

[sizzling]

- Talk and try to make it good.

- I got something interesting onNorth.

- Well I'd like to hear about ittoday.

- Well I took a closer look

at his accounting for these companies.

He's stealing from them.

All of them.

- Are you sure?

- Please.

Why'd you recruit me in the first place?

- No morals, liar, thief.

Those are the main things.

How far is the hand in the ol' cookie jar?

- A little in each adds up to alot.

- Well now that you've got the nutcracker,

why don't you go and squeeze Mr.North?

- Smith.

Why are you like this?

- Like what?

- Like some dog on a bone

about some sleazeball accountant.

- Accountants work for somebody.

[funky music]

- Oh, cheese puffs.

- You know there are cops

and I've got lawyers.

You keep coming back,

you're gonna meet 'em all.

- I brought you a little present.

- More pictures of dead people?

- Better.

Financial records.

- I did a little private audit

of your shareholding companies.

- You got a lotta money missing,North.

- Mm-hmm.

Money that you stole.

[laughing]

- You guys should start an act.

You're so ridiculous it's funny.

- So is grand theft.

- [North] So what?

You can't find anyoneassociated with those companies.

So who are you gonna tell?

- Those companies are dirty.

Which means you're working for criminals.

Which means that you're stealing from criminals.

And there's some pretty heavy duty bad boys.

You know what they do to people

who take bad money?

Think body parts.

- Get out.

Get out, both of you!

And next time don't come alone.

- Regina honey?

You didn't call.

- Now I am sorry that it took solong.

But the kitchen is not exactly my best spot.

Even if it's just steamed fruit.

You know, I tried to call you yesterday.

- Sorry, I had to see someone.

- Yes I know.

At the circus.

- Yeah, how did you--

- I believe it was a poster

in the alley the other night.

- Yeah the woman who raised me

works for that circus.

I found her.

- So it was a reunion.

- We talked about my mother.

- [Noah] Is this her?

I found it inside.

- I'm not sure I'm ready to share yet.

- I understand.

You know time is a great healer.

It always seems to work.

[upbeat music]

- Hey.

- [Linda] Hey yourself.

- I tried that once.

Got a real bad cramp in my ass.

Couldn't walk for a week.

You look like you're into it though.

- It helps.

- With what?

- Stress, tension, tone, weight.

I'm going for the perfect mind, perfect body.

- You talk to Smith?

- About North?

What do you need?

- Names, addresses.

Wanna spread the word he's a thief.

- To who?

Criminals?

Underworld types?

- Pretty much, yeah.

[giggles]

What's so funny?

- You running around Shanghai

talking to the bad guys.

- That's all I've done all my life

is run around talking to bad guys.

- Not here.

How's your Chinese by the way?

- I'll make 'em understand.

- No you won't.

There are places you cannot go

and people you cannot meet.

Not yet.

I'll get your information out there for ya.

- Must be something to this yoga.

Perfect mind.

Even more perfect body.

Damn, that's a nice pose.

I like that pose.

[tense music]

- Enlighten me about Mr. North.

- He's a liability.

- Yes.

He's more than that.

He's stealing.

If a man can steal money

what else can he steal?

- What do you care?

- I need to find out.

- Then?

- Then he's yours.

Hey.

Have some fun.

[dramatic music]

- Hey.

Planning your early retirement,North?

- That's none of your business.

- [JT] Really?

Maybe it's a business trip

before somebody gives you the business.

- Give it up North.

Your only help is me

and ridiculous here.

[yelling]

- Hey, get going!

[fists thudding]

[North yelling]

You okay?

- [Quentin] Of course.

- I'll talk.

I'll talk!

- What do you mean you won't talk?

- I won't talk here.

Look, I'll give you everything Ihave.

Facts, figures, even names.

But Asia isn't safe.

You fly me back to the states,

I'll tell you everything there.

- I'd rather fly your ass back onto the streets.

- Well then I'll just be dead inan hour.

And you want what I have.

- Alright.

We'll get you outta here.

But if you don't talk--

- I will.

I will.

I'll give you all of it.

- [laughs] Not us.

- Then who?

- Mr. Smith.

- He ain't like neither one of us.

See, we're the good guys.

[dramatic music]

- Come on Mitchell.

- He's a lawyer.

Which is exactly the reason

why it takes him 10 times longer than anybody else.

He's used to charging by the hour.

I'll go look for him.

Get us some coffee.

You try anything stupid,

she'll break your neck.

- Listen,

maybe you and I could make a deal.

- We have a deal.

You wait.

When Mr. Smith gets here, you talk.

[dramatic music]

[heavy breathing]

[groaning]

[fists thudding]

[upbeat music]

- We get this jerk out of here tonight

we can go back to our lives.

Amy.

Amy!

- Fuse box, down the hall.

Oh no.

- [Quentin] Is she alive?

[tense music]

- She's having trouble breathing.

- Oh we're not finished here Amy.

We never finished.

- Guys.

Hey pretty lady.

- Thanks.

- [Quentin] How do you feel?

- Like I got run over by a truck.

- I got every guy I can spare

looking for North and the bastard who did this.

- Let's stop talking and find these fools.

- No, you stay here.

Let me handle it.

Mitchell.

- Yeah.

Yeah, hang on.

Smith's on the rampage again.

He wants a full report.

You rest up okay?

We'll handle this.

[gentle acoustic music]

- I'm sorry about this.

- You didn't break my ribs.

- Yeah I know.

But I wasn't there either.

You're a good fighter, girl.

I've seen you.

The cad who did this must've been hell on wheels.

- He was incredible.

He fought in ways--

- Most men don't?

- Can't.

- And how do you fight a guy like that?

- I do things.

Things I think are impossible.

- I know.

I do 'em too.

When did this start for you?

- It was here when I met Smith.

- What's happening to us?

I mean, do you understand any ofit?

- Do you?

- I'm trying.

I guess we'll get better.

- I don't think I'll ever be asgood

as the man who attacked me.

- The only this is I didn't understand

why he didn't kill you.

[tense music]

- What'd you tell him?

- Nothing.

Nothing!

You've gotta believe me.

- [Noah] Well you went with them.

- They captured me.

- Now I've captured you.

And the way I see it,

you've two choices.

You can die quickly

or you can die slow.

Tell me what I wanna know.

- Listen, I can be very valuableto you.

I've got connections all over the world.

I've got information you can hardly dream of.

[phone ringing]

- You keep lying to me,

I'm gonna get far more creative.

Yeah?

[beeping]

One of my associates,

he'll babysit you.

- Wait.

Please!

- What the hell?

- [Quentin] Who is it?

- I'll be damned.

It's North.

- What's he transmitting?

- He just powered up.

Come on.

At the 7th street plaza.

[upbeat music]

- It's tough being laid up in bed huh?

- Yeah.

[laughing]

Too much time to think.

- Yeah and what are you thinkingabout?

- Life.

- Ah, that's cosmic.

- My life.

Do you remember your father, Smith?

- I never knew him.

- Ever think about him though?

- A few times.

- When I was little

I used to dream about my father.

How he'd be big and strong.

He'd play with me and bring me presents.

I wanted it so bad.

- When you were a child, Amy,

you deserved a father.

And now--

- I've got one.

I've seen him.

- Where?

- He's the man who did this to me.

He hurt my mother and he may hurt

someone else I care for.

It's a long story

but I know it's him.

And I feel at the same time I don't wanna know it.

- The question is what are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

But it can't go on.

- No.

It can't.

[upbeat music]

- Alright, next street up you'll hang a left.

Go about two miles up, we've gothim.

- Hi.

How are ya?

What happened to you?

- Wrong person, wrong place, wrong time.

It's alright Noah.

- No, it's not.

Look, I have friends in this city.

Powerful ones.

And when I find who did this,

he'll pay, I swear.

- Is that your way of showing you care?

- What do you mean?

- But I can take care of myself.

- Yeah.

Look, I just don't want anything to happen to you.

- It won't.

I'm not going anywhere.

- Good.

I see someone thought of something I didn't.

[tense music]

Look, I have to go somewhere

but I'll be back soon.

And you'll come somewhere with me?

[tense music]

- Man.

What kind of animal do we have

running around this city?

- [Quentin] Look.

You recognize that?

- Yeah, from the jail.

Hey man, we better get finished.

- [Noah] Does she know?

- She wears the ring.

The old woman must've told her.

- You should've killed her.

- She's nothing.

Just a child.

- You're wrong.

She has power

and powerful friends.

- As do we.

- If you underestimate your enemy, you'll lose.

They're hunters.

They're relentless.

Including her.

- So, next time we meet.

- One of you will die.

[gasps]

- I told you years ago what would happen

if you ever told her!

- I didn't.

I only gave her the ring.

- Why?

- She has a right to it.

She has a right to something.

- She's right.

The ring is mine.

That and a torn picture.

Your legacy.

- You saved me a little trouble.

- Of finding me?

Attacking me again in the dark?

This time I want you to see my face.

- And I'll see it for the last time.

[upbeat music]

[groaning]

[fists thudding]

[tense music]

- Sesvenia, forgive me.