All language subtitles for Cold Steel (Puzo, Dorothy Ann 1987)_BDRip.1080p.x264.AAC_EN

Where's the package?

I got it.

Modine.

It's for you.

Officer Modine.

Five minutes left.
You're never gonna make it.

We're out of here.

- Three minutes. We'll never make this.
- Says you.

Come on, John.
Don't fool around.

John, come on.
It's a goddamn train.

Shit. We're dead meat.

- We're not.
- Don't do it, John!

Crazy son of a bitch.

Get the door!

Quiet, quiet.

Nine minutes
and twenty-one seconds.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the new Mahoney's world's record.

These boys are going down in his toy.

We almost were his toy. Evel Knievel
here jumped a goddamn train.

I wish he'd jump my train.

- Let's have a drink.
- How about a taste of this?

The pride ofStrathmore.

Forty-five years old and the best
goddamn whiskey in the world!

Glasses, glasses.

Honors to the champions.

Here's to you, partner.

Come on.
That means "Mery Christmas."

Hey, handsome, do I get a taste?

Doyou ever, gorgeous.

Okay, somebody start thejukebox.

- I believe this belongs to you.
- I believe you're right, T-bone.

- Dinner at the Ritz with Valerie.
- Dead meat, huh?

Don't ever ride shotgun with this guy.
I'll tell you that right now.

This is the last time that
I bet against those kamikazes.

- But the train was there.
- Theyjumped the train.

Okay, come cut.

I don't know. Maybeyou guys are right.
Maybe I am crazy.

If you ask me, a good cop's gotta be.

- Here's to going wacko.
- Sanity, who needs it?

I heard Wanda promised you a little
extra special Christmas present.

Wanda's a terrific lady,
but why spoil a beautiful friendship?

Why not? I would.

- I'm still searching.
- Forwhat, the prime suspect?

For a woman to handcuff
and take home to Mama.

- You kinky son of a bitch.
- Mahoney.

Yeah. Hey, Johnny.
It's for you.

Thanks.

- Yeah?
- Johnny, what's going on there?

- Hiya, Pops.
- You haven't forgotten, have you?

Your mother's been cooking all day.

We're gonna have a real
family dinner, so don't be late.

Don't wory, Dad.
I'll be there.

You haven't been drinking,
have you, son?

You're not fooling around
with any floozies, are you?

Come on, Pops.
You know me better than that.

Yeah, I know you, all right.

But you gotta grow up,
settte down, get responsibte.

All right, Dad.
I will someday. I promise.

- Seeyou at 7:30.
- Okay. Wait, tisten.

I'm running a little late here.
Could I just meet you at the house?

- Sure, that will be fine. Bye.
- Okay. Great.

See you.

Sory, sir. Closed.

I've gotta buy a ring for my girlfriend.

I'm gonna ask her
to Mary me tonight, Christmas Eve.

If she says yes, I'm gonna
look a right bloody idiot, aren't I?

Please. Money's no object.

Well, it is Christmas Eve.

I really appreciate this.

Let's see what you've got then, eh?

What's the matter, old man?

I don't think I have
anything you want.

You've got plenty we want.

In fact, I think we'll take eveything.

Rashid, kill the lights.

Let's pull this old fart
out of sight.

Stay here, man.
We've got some hot stuff back here.

It don't look much
from out front...

but the crafty old bugger's
got all the good stuff back here.

Now, you best not do that, old man.

Sam Modine?

Doyou remember me?

You remember me?

Sam.

I know. Things happen, Sam.

Things happen.

People change.

Some to their opposites,
their shadows...

even their nightmares.

- No, please.
- You do remember, don't you?

Yes.

But why?

Askyour son.

Ask him in hell.

It's about time.

Christmas dinner.

- Ho, ho, ho.
- Ho, ho, ho.

Scarlett, I love you.
I love you, Scarlett.

How's my favorite girl?

Your favorite girl
is tired of waiting...

for her favorite son
to keep a dinner date.

- I'm sory, Mom. I had business.
- Mm-hmm. Monkey business.

Mery Christmas.

Mery Christmas.

Smells great.
Where's Dad?

I don't know.
I expected him to be with you.

No, he's supposed to be here.

Where on earth could he be?
It's not like him to be late.

Mom, you always wory.
He probably stopped somewhere...

to pick up some eggnog
for the brandy.

Speaking of which,
you smell like a distilley.

We had a little party at the office.

Mm-hmm. I've heard about
your office parties.

I remember these ornaments
from when I was a kid.

The reindeer, the elf.

I've still got your little Santa Claus
pj's if you want to put them on.

I don't think they'd fit, Mom.

Maybeyou'll get married soon
and give me some grandchildren.

Then we'll have somebody new
to wear them.

I wouldn't hold my breath.

That special someone
isn't walking into my life.

No wonder.

Living the way you do, no nice girl
would want to walk into your life.

Hey.

Why don't you go
to church with us on Sunday?

There are a lot of nice girls there.

That's your father.

Hello.

What?

Are you sure?

Jesus Christ.

There was a robbey at the store.

Johnny, tell me.
What have they done to him?

They killed him.

He's dead.

We've covered all the details.

We've got a pickup order
on the wire right now.

Johnny, they must have
escaped on foot.

No sign of a car.

Your father expired
about 40 minutes ago.

Hold it.

You're out there somewhere...

and I'm gonna find you.

Come on. Squirt!

Hey, Cookie.
It's a black machine.

Onlyworks for brothers.

Look, I'll show you.

- What did I tell you?
- That's real funny.

Goddamn machine.
What are you, prejudiced?

Piece of junk.

Come on, squirt!

To hell with it.
Coffee's bad for your nerves anyway.

Real funny.

Hey, John. You okay?

Whereyou been, man?

Lieutenant's orders.
All afternoon with the shrink.

Standard operating procedure.

- What did he say?
- He told me to take these.

That's it?

No. He told me not
to mix them with booze.

What did the lab get?

No make on the prints or the MO.

- Out of towners?
- Possibly.

The profile doesn't match
anything we're working on, John.

- What about the knife?
- Long and thin.

Probably a stiletto or a switchblade.

We do know there must have been
at least two of them, maybe three.

So what do you say, partner?
You ready to go to work?

- Check.
- All right.

Car 33, 211 in progress...

at the Robertson
Thrifty Mart, 2735 Tempte.

Two mate suspects.

Car 33 responding.

Slow down, John.
It's up on the right.

Hey, Tito, man.
Somebody just pulled in.

- Cops?
- I don't know. Somebody, man.

Hey, forget the candy bars, man.
Let's split.

Out the back.

Coming out the back, John.

Freeze! Drop it!
Grab the ground! Down!

Grab that ground!
Putyour hands behind your head!

You, get your hands
behind your back, now.

- Easy, cop.
- Shut up.

Come on, man.
This ain't chopped liver.

God, will you take it easy?

Come on, man.

Shit, man.
This is police brutality.

You ain't seen nothing, punk.

Fuck you, cop.

- You ever hold up ajewely store?
- I ain't done nothing.

- You own a switchblade or a stiletto?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

You cut up an old man last week,
didn't you, tough guy?

You're crazy, man.

I'm gonna sue your ass.

If you don't start talking, you won't
even make it to the courthouse.

Johnny, that's enough.

Let's talk.

In my office.

Now.

I know what it's like, Johnny.

- Doyou?
- Yeah.

You wanna do something.
You wanna blame somebody.

Wrap it all up
in a nice neat package.

It's not gonna be that easy.

You can't cut corners and
break the rules and forget the rules.

When a cop gets involved with this
personally, Johnny, he loses it.

I don't know how
any more personal this could be.

Then you can understand
why I have to take you off this case.

You can work any heist we got...

but not this case.

If you get anything,
you bring it to Jones and Emey.

If you have a problem,
you bring it to me.

Okay, I got a problem.

My father was butchered
by some psychopath...

and you don't want me
to do anything about it.

You're a damn good cop, Johnny.

And I don't wanna loose you.

But sometimes you go too far.

We'll get those responsible for this.

But we gotta keep it cool.

Especially you.

Now, that's an order, John.

Great.

- So what am I supposed to do?
- Go find a woman.

Have yourself a good time.

Right.

I'm warning you, Johnny.

I heard you.

Can I help you, miss?

Where's the telephone?

- Right over there.
- Thanks.

What is a beautiful broad like that
doing in a dive like this?

Hey, this is a respectable
establishment.

Not that respectable.

Doesn't work.

Never has.

Could you just tell me
where Wilshire Boulevard is?

Maybeyou could tell me
where the ocean is.

If you tell me where the ocean is,
then I'll know the ocean is west.

- That means this is east...
- You're lost, right?

Yeah. How did you guess?

Wasn't hard.

Is this the local hangout?

Yeah, it's one of them.

Hi, I'm Kathy Connors.

I'mJohnny Modine.

You from LA?
I mean, are you a native?

Yeah. Big city boy.
What about you?

Are you a small town girl?

Oh, I've been around.

I'll bet she has.

That's enough, Wanda.

- Have a seat.
- Thank you.

Actually, I'm from back East.

Pennsylvania.

We moved to Cupertino
when I was a kid.

I like this place.

It's got character.

Hey, come here.

- You want a drink?
- Yeah.

Club soda, Perrier.

- With a twist?
- Thanks.

Certainly, sir.
I won't be a moment.

So.

So.

I'm an interior decorator.

- What do you do?
- I'm a cop.

You're a cop.

Must be dangerous work down here.

It has its moments.

The only thing dangerous in my business
is the bad taste of my clients.

Sounds like you love it.

I do.

Thanks.

- Will that be all, sir?
- Wanda, come on.

What's...

I think she likes you.

We're old friends.

You seem kind of upset.

My father was just murdered.

I'm sory.

I think I know how you must feel.

Doyou?

Yeah.

When my brother was killed, I just kept
wishing we'd had more time together.

The hardest part...

is not getting to say good-bye.

Yeah.

It's even harder when maybe there was
something you could've done about it.

Listen, I must've walked 20 blocks.
I don't know where I am.

Thanks for the drink.

If you want...

I could give you a ride home.

Okay.

I guess I can trust you.

You're a cop, right?

Right.

Come on, let's go.

Be a good boy, John.

Oh, yeah. Check.

We need more meth.

Don't wory.
I'll score more from Fishman tomorrow.

You're going for the big one tonight.

Are you worried
about my health, Mick?

One thing's for certain.
You won't fall asleep on the job.

It's time.

You know something?

I think I'm gonna
like it here in LA.

How you doing?

Okay.

- How are you?
- Fine.

I haven't unpacked glasses yet.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- So, Johnny.
- So, Kathy.

I like you.

I like you too.

I've never done this before.

I guess sometimes
it just happens like this.

Maybe that's when it's best.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Don't you think they're beautiful?
Guns, I mean. You know what I mean?

They're the real thing.

In England, the only time you see these
is on the bloody television.

Get caught
with a shooter in England...

you go to jail...
directly to jail.

Do not stop.
Do not pass "go."

Do not collect $200.

Policemen do not
Cary guns in England.

Do not Cary them.
They don't use them.

How nice. How sad.
I'd like to see them tell me...

"Hands up in the name of the law;'
looking down the barrel of this puppy.

I feel bigger with a trigger.
You know what I mean?

Biggerwith a trigger.

It's just like a woman...

cool, lean, and they can fuck you up.

Mick...

shut up.

Get ready.

Remember, only what's good.

A private collection.

Uzi.

Twelve gauge.

Hey, Cook.

Excuse me.

- Yeah, Johnny, what's up?
- You used to be in narcotics, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- What do you make of this?

That could be anything.
I'd have to get it through the lab.

Let me have Chris run it down.

Chris, come on.

That 459, John, from tast night.

The lab reports traces
of high-quatity meth.

There's only a couple
ofptaces in town deating it...

or so my snitch says.

Here. Right here in this very spot
is our best bet, pat.

Anybody you know?

Yeah, I know that bag of bones.
His name's LennyJasso.

His street name is Spooky.

Last time I busted him
was at Crenshaw High School.

He was selling reds.

A real winner.

So what else can I get you?

How about a little shark or something?

I hate fish.

- I don't even eat them.
- You should.

They're good for your diet.

Do I look like I need a fuckin' diet?

Are we gonna take him?

No, we're waiting for bigger fish.

Soyou didn't tell me how it went.

How what went?

Your night out with that
little filly from Short's bar.

Do anything I'd wanna do?

Maybe.

That means "yes." Hurray.
You scored, you son of a bitch.

You think the Fishman
goes to church on Sunday?

I don't really care.
Come on. Tell me all about it.

I wanna hear all the juicy details.

I'd really love to hear
his weekly confession.

I'd much rather hear yours.
Come on.

All right, okay. You win.

But it must be serious, goddamn it,
'cause you're not talking.

I think it is.
But it's weird.

- Was she in whips and chains?
- No, I mean...

She just walked into my life.

Those are the best kind, John.

- You think so?
- Absolutely.

Eveywoman I ever had
walked into my life...

"Hi, how are vou?"
Bam, bam, bam.

Yeah. And where are they now?

I don't know, "bamming"
someone else, I guess. Yeah, right.

Hold the fort down. I'll be right back.
You want something to drink?

Oh, don't even think of it.

Oh, shit! What is this,
a conspiracy, for Christ's sakes?

Hey, buddy.

Your machine just ate my money.

Have a nice day.

That's it.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Want a Coke?

You sure know how
to keep a low profile.

That machine fought the law,
and the law won, buddy.

Have a Coke.

Pretty good business for being closed
on a Sunday, wouldn't you say?

Yeah.

Faith, this is R33. I need you
to run a license plate number.

California, '73 Chevy Malibu...

2GEE645.

2GEE645, roger.

You know, your friend
is rapidly becoming my main man.

Really?

Look, just give me the meth, okay?

Two ounces.

I'm in a hury.

Ain't we all?

The vehicle is registered
to a Dorian Michaet Duran...

77923rd Street, San Francisco.

You got a file on this Duran?

Just a minute.

- Bingo! Quite a resumee.
- Let me have it.

Atso known as Mick the Dick.

He was acquitted,
two counts of homicide.

Served time for narcotics deating...

assault with a deadly weapon
and 14 counts of armed robbery.

Paroted from San Quentin, 8-4-85.

My hero. Wanna take him?

Let's go get him.

Great. Here we go again.

I hope there's no
railroad tracks down here.

Left, left, left!

Get out of the way!

Wetcome to the Saugus Speedway.

Get out of the way!

Watch out!

Thank God we're
on a racetrack, huh?

Maybe hold it steady
so I can get a shot?

You have a red flag, damn it!

You have a red flag!

Oh, yeah, come on.
Ty and beat it out of me.

Hook me up to a lie detector.
Hypnotize me.

Give me a urine test
Or an enema.

Maybe a bit of the old
shock treatment, eh?

Look, we've torn that car apart.
He must have dumped the stash.

The only thing we got this guy on is
resisting arrest and reckless driving.

Great.

- You're in big trouble.
- Oh, yeah?

What are you gonna do,
take away me driver's license?

- I'm gonna put your ass in jail.
- What for, asshole?

We know your name is Mick Duran,
you got a record a mile long...

and you just broke parole.

You wanna cooperate,
or you wanna do more time?

You can do anything
you like to me, pal.

This is America.
I don't have to tell you a thing.

Remember, I'm sweet and innocent
until proven guilty.

Have it your own way.

Let's go.

- They just sprung Duran.
- Who was it?

Some black guy, no name,
comes in 20 minutes ago...

lays down ten grand cash.

Shit!

Lieutenant, why the hell
didn't you have them hold Duran?

We had nothing on him.

But thanks to you, we got a possible
brutality rap on our hands.

Not to mention a stadium full
of pissed-off civilians.

You want evidence?
I'll get you evidence.

Hold on.
You're not gonna touch him.

- What do you mean?
- I'm putting you on involuntay leave.

I can't afford to have you running
around like a super cop any longer.

Lieutenant,
I know how to do my job.

Why don't you just let me do it?

I'm sory.

I want you to turn in your gun
and your shield right now...

or you'll never Cary
either one again.

Fine.

And your gun.

No way. The gun's mine,
bought and paid for.

All right,
I'm gonna tell you something.

If I catch you
anywhere near this case...

I will throw you
in the shit house so fast...

it'll make your head spin.

Yeah.

I'm sure you would.

You can bet on it.

- Yeah.
- Johnny?

It's me, Kathy.

I've been hoping you'd call.

Yeah, well, I've been busy.

Att work and no ptay.

Yeah, I guess so.

I guess you'd like me
to invite you to dinner.

Okay, you twisted my arm.

Woutd you tike to go to dinner?

You make it real hard for a guy
to feel sory for himself, don't you?

I hope so.

Okay. How 'bout I
pick you up in an hour?

I thought you'd never ask.

Bye.

Honeymoon special for you two.

- Not for me.
- Yes, for you.

Come on.

- Put a little ginger on it.
- Forget it.

They're both staring at me.

You're gonna love this.
Come on.

I'd never lie to you.
Get a little ginger.

That's right.

Just sit it down in this
delicious sauce that we made.

Let it soak up all the juice.

Okay, like this?

Yeah, like that.

- This is disgusting.
- No, it's great.

But you gotta put it in
all at one time.

The flavors go "whoosh!"

- You ready?
- What do they do?

You'll see what they do.

Are you ready?
One, two, three.

Isn't it great?
Tell the truth.

- You love it, don't you?
- Oh, it's awful.

- Tell me something.
- What?

Why do things always happen
when you least expect them...

but when you need them the most?

Like what?

I like you.

I really like you.

- Did I say something wrong?
- No. It's okay.

Look, forget I said anything, okay?

Listen, it's really okay.

I like you too.

Well, then why are you acting
like I just shot Bambi?

Talk to me.

I can't, okay?

Would you look at me?

Listen, I'djust like
to go home, okay?

Could I just go home, please?

Please?

- Aki.
- Yes?

- How much do I owe you?
- Twenty-five.

- Thank you vey much.
- Thanks.

Hello, Oscar. Hello, baby.

Hello, Oscar. Hello, baby.

You gonna make babies for Papa?
Yeah.

You and Harriet, huh?
Hello, Harriet.

Hello, baby. Yes, you are.

Harriet,
you're gonna give babies, huh?

What the...
Who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

I'm Mick's friend.

I'm your new customer.

Any friend of Mick's
is a friend of mine.

Mr...

They call me Iceman.

Nice. I like that.

What can I do for you,
Mr. Iceman?

Mick lost eveything
you sold him yesterday.

I want eveything he had.

That's a year's supply
for most people.

I'm not most people.

You are a vey foolish man...

Mr. Fishman.

Where is your methedrine?

Upyours.

Where is it?

Forget it. You're crazy.

- That one's poisonous!
- Good.

All right, all right, all right.

Over there.

Now leave me alone.
You got what you want.

I'm afraid I can't afford that.

You saw my face.

Bon appétit.

May I come in?

No.

Listen, do me a favor.

Do your self a favor.

I made a mistake, okay?

Just leave me alone.

This is R33. I need an ID search
for a Kathy Connors ofCupertino.

Access denied
to unauthorized per sonnet.

Come on, Dorothy. Damn it.
Give me a break, will you?

- I'll get back to you.
- Thanks.

The lights are out.

Why are you cying, my dear?

I'm not your "dear."

What are you doing
in my apartment?

I just came to check
on my interest.

Where have you been?

You had to see him again,
didn't you?

So what of it?

Upset tummy?

It's the last time.

You wanted me to get him
to trust me.

Didn'tyou?

That was part of the plan, right?

I just want to see the look on his face
when I pull the trigger.

I pull the trigger.

That's what I meant.

Let me go.

Let me go!

You're getting too close to him.

Not a chance.

Look at me.

Look at me.

You look at my face!

This is the man
that killed your brother.

This is the man that did this.

I'm with you.

I'm with you all the time.

Good.

Because nobody...

nobody...

is going to deprive me
of the pleasure...

of watching him die.

Nobody.

Johnny, what's happening, bro?

We were saying that was a shit deal
for Hill to hang on you...

after all the cases
you've cracked for him.

He's just doing
what he thinks he has to do.

Hey, Short Change, give me a beer.

You hear about Fishman?

Don't tell me. He got married.

He's dead, Johnny.

The coroner says
he ate some bad fish.

Come in, R33.

Yeah, go ahead.

No record of Katherine Connors
in Cupertino...

or anywhere
in the surrounding area.

I checked everything.

Thanks.

What's that all about?

Nothin'.

See ya.

I'll see you guys later.

Seeyou, Short.

I thought I asked you
to leave me alone.

- I just want to talk.
- I can't talk to you.

- Don't you understand?
- How am I supposed to understand?

Leave me alone!
It's none of your business.

I think it is!

- Who are you?
- What am I, one of your suspects?

- Where are you going?
- To Phoenix for the weekend.

Why don't I believe you?

Because you're a cop.

Becauseyou don't trust anybody.

Maybe you just can't accept the fact
that it didn't work out between us.

Oh, no, it worked out.

Let go of me!

- Is this really the way you feel?
- Yeah, this is really the way I feel.

Okay. Forget it.

My mistake.

Wait.

I have something
I want to show you.

Where did...

I hate you.

Why?

You killed Eddie.

Who told you that?

Isaac told me.

- Isaac?
- Eddie was my brother.

He was my friend.

He was like a kid brother to me.

- He was my friend!
- Liar!

You coward.
Isaac told me eveything!

He told me how you just stood by
and did nothing!

You stood by
and watched Eddie die!

The hell I did.
Isaac lied to you.

You want to know what really happened,
or do you care?

I don't know
who to believe anymore.

Of course I care.

Weweredrunk.

Weweredrunk.

Jesus, Isaac! What are you,
a human Osterizer?

- Give me more.
- Come on, Isaac.

You're already blitzed.

What are they gonna do?
They gonna arrest us?

We're cops.

I think you've had enough,
Officer.

You think I had enough?

You think I had enough?

I spent ten weeks in the academy
without a beer.

You think I had enough, bitch?

Hey, Isaac, maybe she's right.

What's the matter with you?

Oh, Junior. Oh, Junior!

We've had enough of this bar, huh?

Yeah, let's go get some women.

Women. Women!

I'm so horny, I'd fuck a toad.

Let's get out of here.

None ofus had any business
on the street that night.

Look at this.
How many balls you got, dude?

I can't do that too long.
I'd hurt my fuckin' ass.

Hey, Mom!

- Hey, what's happening?
- Notyou, asshole!

Hey, you want to go
around the world with three cops?

You ain't no cop,
and we ain't interested.

- Cool it!
- Come here.

Jesus Christ!

Hey, baby, come on.

Hey, I'm sory. We're cops.

Come on!

I'll do all three.
I'll do all of you.

Your little sister? Come on.

Forget it, man.
Let's go home.

I'm not so bad. I'm not a bad man
when you get to know me.

Let me caryyour books.

Come on. I'll take you all on.

The little sisters too.

Isaac, forget it.
Let's just go home.

- Let's go.
- Bullshit.

I got a hundred bucks.

- For each one?
- Isaac, we got trouble.

I'll take your money, cracker.

And I'll forget about you
hassling my girls.

You're under arrest, asshole.

Cut the shit, Isaac. Jesus!

- I t's not worth it, man.
- You ain't gonna fuck with me.

Especially some scumbag like you.

Oh, yeah?

Come on! Come on!

So what you gonna do
about it, huh, pig?

- He's just drunk.
- Yeah? Drunk and stupid.

Johnny, help me!

You help me!

The gang left,
and the ambutance came.

They got Isaac and me
to the hospital on time.

It was too late for Eddie.

Where is he?

I don't know.

He was just here.

He calls me all the time.

He watches me.

I...

I was supposed to set you up...

so that he could kill you...

and I could watch.

We gotta get you someplace safe.
Finish packing.

- What about these?
- They're packed.

Goin' somewhere?

Hello, Johnny.

Long time no see.

He's all yours.

Remember your old pal?

I used to be
such a good-looking boy.

But it's moments like these...

that keep life enchanting.

I tried to help you.

Don't you remember?

Oh, I remember.

I remember eveything.

Evey cut, evey slash...

the twist
that took my voice away.

It wasn't my fault.

Why do you blame me?

If you have to blame somebody...

blame yourself.

Shut up.

Eddie and I tried
to get you off the street.

- Shut up.
- But you had to play your game.

- You had to be a big shot.
- Shut up.

You had to hit on those girls,
treat 'em like...

Shut up!

Lies!

The truth.

Come on. Hury up!
This stuff stinks!

There's never
a dull moment with you.

Shit.

I was just wondering, Johnny.

Would you like
to get together again?

Later tonight, for instance.

Does that proposition
interest you?

Where's Kathy?

She's right here.

Let me tatk to her.

I'm afraid she's tied up
right now.

Let her go, and I'll meet you.

How about if I bring her
to you in person?

Nodeat.

I'm afraid I must insist.

Okay.

I'll meet you.

Alone.

1ust the two ofus.

Don't wory.

But I do worry, John.

That's why I'm bringing Kathy.

- If you're not alone, she'll die.
- I said all right, didn't I?

Construction site,
6th and Van Nuys.

The new police station?

It's vey appropriate.

We'll be there at 2:OO a.m.

I'm sure we'll settle
all our differences, John.

All right. I'll be there.

Don't be afraid.

It's all taken care of.

You'll finally see
your brother's murderer die.

Don't.

It's wrong. Don't do it.

It's wrong?

It's wrong?

Changeyour mind?

After all the time we've been together,
you've changed your mind?

I thought we were partners.

We're partners.

I thought we had
a future together.

He's not gonna let you
out of there alive.

- He'll kill you both.
- Yeah.

I'm planning on
not letting that happen.

Why don't we just call SWAT?
They can surround the block.

- These dirt bags wouldn't stand a chance.
- Sory. I'm going in alone.

Alone.

That's great.
What about me? I'm your backup.

Cookie, go home.
If I need you, I'll call you.

Yeah? From where, the hospital?
Or maybe another world?

Look, you are the best partner
I have ever had. I'm not going home.

Fine. Go wherever you want.
Just don't follow me.

I mean it.

Don't!

You still love me?

That's far enough!

I could kill you now, John.

But I have something else in mind.

Drop your weapon.

Drop it, or I'll kill her!

The pistol too.

Bring 'em up here to me.

What am I gonna do with you?

You don't mind, you don't listen.

Bitch, bitch, bitch.

So what do you think?
You're gonna be okay?

- Boy, that's stupid.
- Yeah, right.

You want the big gun
or the little gun?

- You want eveything.
- Hold on.

Goddamn you!

Come get her, Johnny!
You want her, Johnny?

You want her?

Come on, Johnny!

Come on, John!

Here she is, Johnny!

"Save me, Johnny!"

You want her?

You bitch.

Your father cried, John.

And now you're gonna know
what it feels like.

Ready to go home?

Come on. Let's go.

You were pretty hot with that weapon.
Ever think of joining the police force?

I don't know about you,
but I'm really hungy.

How 'bout some sushi?

I hate sushi.

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