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Night's not a good time to be alone in this part
of town, Mr. Chong.
What are you doing here?
Come on, man.
It doesn't take a genius to figure that out.
This is not according to the plan.
The Plans.
Have changed.
I want to talk to the Dutchman.
That won't be necessary.
Let's get out of here.
Give our regards to the Dutchman.
The guy's name is...
Was Edward Chong.
We've been playing tag with him ever since he left Hong Kong.
He lost us in San Francisco two days ago.
What's he doing here in the US?
He's a courier.
We got a tip he was delivering high quality
photographic negatives for a counterfeit operation in LA.
We were hoping he'd lead us to the big guys.
What's going on?
Say hello to George Richards.
He's with the Secret Service.
This is Charles, Captain Devane, LA Metro.
My pleasure.
Now, George was telling me that our victim here, Edward
Chong, was carrying counterfeit plates of US currency
in the United States.
We suspect a guy named Jan Velboon, a.k.a. the Dutchman.
You see, the Dutchman's has been on the periphery
of a dozen or more counterfeit operations in Europe and Asia.
His front is import-export, but his real business is paper.
You name the currency, he can get the paper to print it on.
The only catch is we've never caught him red handed.
This is the first time we know of he's
taken a crack at US currency.
Well, sounds like a real interesting guy, huh?
One of the best.
You think it was smart of him to pull a stunt like this?
Murder isn't the Dutchman's style.
My bet is someone horned in on his operation and took it over.
Well, it's a murder case now.
I suggest we make this a joint effort
between us and Secret Service.
Good.
I'd like to start by paying a visit to, ,
rattle him a bit.
Maybe he'll lead us to something.
Well, before we jump in his face,
let me check with Bunco Forgery.
They may have some local angle on the counterfeiting ring.
OK? - Yeah.
That's a good idea. - All right, let's get on it.
All right. Thanks, Captain.
Edward Chong travels 10,000 miles,
dodges US federal agents for seven days,
through five different countries.
Just as I'm about to get my hands
on the greatest set of negatives ever made, he's killed.
I have two tons of paper coming in.
Without those negatives, it's worthless.
They'll surface.
Whoever took them's gonna use them, soon.
That's very astute.
Whoever has those plates must go through me.
I have the best paper.
There's too much money to be made here.
I have buyers standing in line for US currency.
Find out who did this to me.
My best looking offer's for $0.32 on the dollar.
We'll take $5 million to start.
$1.6.
You've got it.
So where do you come up with that kind of money?
Hey, come on, buddy.
That's my business.
How do you intend to dispose of $5 million in funny money?
See, I'm on the board of the Federal Reserve.
I thought I'd launder the stuff through the Denver Mint.
The price is $0.38 on the dollar.
Yeah, well, until I see what you got, $0.32 is the best
I'm prepared to offer.
OK.
Go ahead, Mr. Canova.
Look to your heart's content.
Oh, yeah.
This is beautiful.
This is beautiful.
Tell you what, I'm going to tell my investors to pay $0.35.
Excellent.
Then, you'll be in touch.
Right.
Very soon.
Congratulations.
Let's not break out the party hats and horns just yet,
fellas.
We are very close now.
I want you to follow this guy everywhere he goes.
This is just like old times, isn't it?
You and me and spaghetti together?
Except mom's not here.
Yeah.
It'd be nice if she were, wouldn't it?
Here.
Let me show you how to do that.
You just do that.
Put it on there.
Dad.
What?
That's not polite.
You know what you should do?
You should go to school with spaghetti all over your face
and you should leave it there all day.
Dad.
What would your teachers think of that, huh?
Oh, I left a school book at your place.
Well, we'll just have to go get it then.
Hey, what have you been doing all day?
Oh, I'm finishing up the Boggs case.
What a mess.
Let's... let's get something to eat.
I'm sorry, Al has Alison I have to be home when
he bring her in about an hour.
How about tomorrow?
Hey, Hunter, can I see you a second?
Yeah.
OK.
Maybe tomorrow.
Yeah, Charlie, what's up?
Well, I checked with Bunco Forgery
and they are involved in a counterfeit operation which
may be related to your case.
There is an officer undercover on the inside.
- Well, that's good for us. - It's Al Novak.
Al Novak?
Can you handle it?
Yeah.
Look, I'll go talk to George.
And tomorrow morning, I'll go down and see Al Novak.
Listen, Hunter, I don't want to hear about a punch
outs between you two.
No. I'm over that.
You sure you have enough time to get
your homework done tonight? - Yeah.
Yeah?
I can help if you want. - No.
It's OK.
OK. Whatever you say, kiddo.
Buckle up. OK?
OK.
A cop.
I knew it.
It just didn't feel right.
I knew it.
I got the biggest deal going and I had to run into a cop.
Well, I'm not gonna let him screw this up.
Want me to kill him?
No.
You futz a cop and they'll be all over us.
Why don't you cut him in on the deal?
Yeah, give him more money than he ever thought possible.
He'd go for it.
No.
I've got a much better idea.
Hi, Percy.
OK, remember, I may be 10 or 15 minutes late.
So wait for me in the principal's office.
OK.
Allison, you understand?
- Yeah, I do. - OK, sweetheart.
Bye bye.
Bye.
Percy.
Hey, Hunter.
How you doing, Al?
All right.
I want to introduce you to somebody over here.
Al Novak this is George Richards with the Secret Service.
He and I are teaming up to work on the Chong killing.
How you doing, George?
Lieutenant Stinner from forgery told me all about it.
So you thought the Chong killing had something to do
with the case I'm working on.
It's a good possibility, Al.
Yeah.
Well, don't you guys fill me in on what you're up to?
OK.
Let's go find a table.
Yeah.
Edward Chong came in from San Francisco
carrying probably the best US currency negatives ever made.
He was murdered and the plates taken.
Now, we think he was coming here to see a man named Jan Velboon.
Wait a minute, you talking about the Dutchman?
Right. So you know him?
Yeah, he's a paper man, probably the best.
He's also got this associate named Hayworth.
Right.
And now, we've been told you've been working
on a guy named Morrison and he wants to sell
counterfeit US currency.
This is very interesting.
Cause just the other day, he showed me the negatives.
Same negatives Chong brought down
from San Francisco no doubt.
So if Morrison killed Chong for the negatives,
he's got the upper hand for sure.
You know, I've had four meetings with this guy.
All we've talked about is price.
He wants $0.38 a dollar.
I've offered him $0.35.
He'll probably go to the Dutchman for the paper.
Now, has Morrison said anything to you
at all about the delivery day? - No.
Not yet.
He's still looking for a printer.
How do you guys want to work this?
We'll need your help in making a deal with Morrison.
Yeah. Well, that's all right.
I've got a meeting set up with him later,
trying to close this thing out.
Now, we were going to pay a visit to a Velboon.
But if that's gonna screw you up, we won't.
No, no.
This could put some pressure on Morrison
to help him make the deal fast.
No. Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Let's see what they do.
Good.
And when they go to print, we'll nail them.
Morrison, it's not possible.
I'm telling you what I've heard.
So he killed Chong, took the negatives,
and cut me out of the deal.
He doesn't know printing.
He doesn't know paper.
He'll botch the damn deal.
What do you want me to do?
I don't want you to let him out of your sight.
Wouldn't it be better if I...
Do it!
Mr. Velboon, can you tell us exactly what your business is?
Yes, of course.
It's import export.
Import export.
What is it you import?
Anything of interest, mainly textiles.
So your business must take you all over the world?
Oh, yes.
Did you know an Edward Chong?
Chong?
No.
I don't... I don't think I do now.
Well, then how is it that my agency has a photograph of you
having dinner with Edward Chong at the Peninsula Hotel
in Hong Kong only last month? - Edward Chong.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I remember him now.
We weren't close.
We're just business acquaintances, you know.
Business acquaintances.
What is his business? - Textiles.
Textiles as well?
So he must come to the United States quite often then.
I'm sure he does, just as I had to go to Hong Kong.
It's all part of the business, you know?
How long have you known Edward Chong?
Can't be sure.
If it's the same person, I should say about couple
of years.
I think it's eight and a half years.
Gentlemen, what is the point of all this?
Edward Chong has been murdered.
No.
You didn't know?
No.
By whom?
That's the big question here Mr. Velboon.
Did you anybody who'd want him dead?
Absolutely not.
You don't know anybody at all that would want Mr. Chong dead?
No.
No.
In this business, you meet people from all over the world.
I was just one of the many people Edward Chong dealt with.
I see.
Hi, Allison.
Hi.
I'm Officer Hendricks.
I'm a friend of your daddy's.
He sent me to find you.
He needs to talk to you.
But my mom was gonna pick me up.
Yeah, I know.
I got a telephone in my car.
We can call them from their.
OK?
OK.
I'm very sorry.
I got hung up in traffic.
So did you get in touch with your people?
Yes.
Yes.
I did.
They're prepared to pay your price,
provided they see a simple sample and a delivery date
soon.
You stay in real close touch with your people, don't you?
Well, I have to. Otherwise, I don't do business.
I'm very hands-on.
Hands-on, I like that.
I'm very hands-on too.
Right now, I have my hands on a very valuable item.
That's great.
Here you go.
But my mom said not to go anywhere with a stranger.
She's right.
But I'm not a stranger.
I'm a police officer.
Let's call your daddy before we go, just to make sure.
OK.
I'll call his office.
- Hello? - I got her.
Good. Good.
Put her on.
Yeah?
It's your daddy.
- Daddy? - Allison?
We have your daughter, cop.
You son of a...
You OK, baby?
I'm OK.
The man said you wanted to see me.
Yeah, honey.
I do want to see you.
But it's gonna to be a little while before I can do that.
Look, Daddy's got some business first, OK?
And I just want you to take it easy, all right?
You're gonna be just fine.
These people are gonna treat you just fine.
Daddy, I want to go home.
I know you do, sweetheart, but it's gonna be...
It's gonna be a while before you can do that, honey.
So you just sit tight.
And I'm gonna come get you as soon as I can.
OK?
OK.
Honey, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna call you real soon.
I love you.
I love you too.
You want to see your daughter alive again?
What do you want?
Time, three days, no interference from the police
for three days.
I don't care how you get it done, Al, just get it done.
And that goes for me and the Dutchman.
I swear to god.
Don't don't you threaten me, you scum cop.
Three days, no interference, or your little girl dies.
Got it?
Stay there.
Excuse me.
I'm Allison Novak's mother.
I'm here to pick her up.
Oh, Mrs. Novak, may I please talk to you a minute?
Chris, are you OK?
Huh?
Yeah, what happened?
At school, some guy showed up and flashed a badge,
said he was a police officer.
- We got anything? - Well, nothing yet.
We got a full neighborhood search going,
tap going in on Chris' phone, sketch artist on the way.
We're doing everything we possibly can.
Why, Al?
Why would anyone take Allison?
I don't know.
There are people out here, people who are deranged,
people who are sick, twisted.
Allison's gonna be fine.
My little baby out there with God knows who.
Se could be cold.
Chris, I want you to calm down.
I want you to calm down.
It's nothing like that. - You don't know that.
Yeah, but we have to believe that she's
gonna be back with us soon.
Do you know how many kidnap victims...
Now, listen.
Listen to me, Allison is not a statistic.
She's our daughter.
Now, she's gonna be fine.
We're gonna find her and she's going to be fine.
I promise.
I told Chris this is no pervert or child molester.
That guy wasn't just looking for any kid.
He was looking for Allison.
What about the revenge factor here, Charlie?
Well, we thought about that.
We ran down Novak's arrest sheet and there
are some possibilities, but they're still locked up.
Excuse me.
I'm gonna take Chris home.
All right.
You sit tight over there and see who calls me.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Al, can you think of anyone, someone you busted,
who'd want to hurt you like this.
No.
I don't know.
Let me think about it.
When I come up with something, I'll let you know.
What about your current cases?
Yeah, what about this counterfeiting case
you're working on?
No.
I don't think so.
You know, you never can tell.
Maybe it's somebody from the past.
Look, I said I don't know.
It's probably some screwball guy who wants money.
Yeah. We thought about that.
But don't forget the kidnapper's wearing a police uniform.
My case is in no way connected with Allison.
Al, it's our only clue.
Maybe we should pick this guy Morrison up.
Captain, please, no.
Just let me handle this.
Well, good morning.
What a wonderful day.
You're greedy, Bart, very greedy.
Business is now on my terms.
What are you talking about?
We always had fair business deals.
Those days of me being your middle man for a lousy 15%
are over.
And now, you have the plates.
You do have the plates?
I can turn you over to the cops for murder.
And while I rot in jail, all that pretty paper of yours
will rot on your shelf.
So what's the deal?
50/50.
My plates, your paper.
Killing Chong was stupid and unnecessary.
Now, we have the cops on our back.
Forget about the cops.
I've got them neutralized. - Oh, yes?
Yes.
There was a cop nosing around, so I took his kid.
Yeah.
I snatched her and he knows it.
And he's the one who's gonna keep the cops off our back.
I figure three days'll do it.
Is your paper in?
Yes.
Then, don't worry about it.
It'll go fast and sweet.
And Peterson will do the printing?
Of course.
He's the best, isn't he?
We have the best plates, the best printer,
and now the best paper.
You're very confident.
Send your paper to the plant on Sepulveda tomorrow morning.
That guy is nuts.
Killing a cop's kid?
You're right.
I couldn't possibly do business with a man like that.
What about the deal?
A deal is my last resort, if we don't retrieve the plates.
But then, we have til tomorrow morning, don't we?
Don't be stupid, Hayworth.
Who... what do you want?
My kid.
Where is she?
I don't know.
Don't push it.
Where is she?
I don't know.
Morrison has her. - Yeah, he has her.
And you know where she is.
No.
No. I don't.
I swear.
You talk like you're a dead man.
I am telling you. I don't know.
You and Morrison are in with the Dutchman.
Are you crazy?
We don't want any part of kidnapping.
Now, where is she?
Use your head.
If I knew where she was, I'd tell you.
I'm not a kidnapper.
Morrison's the one you want.
I don't know where your kid is.
No phone call. No ransom note.
No nothing.
How are they handling it?
Well, considering, Chris seems to be doing OK.
Al, I don't know.
You know, he had a funny reaction
when I suggested the case he's working on
had something to do with Allison's kidnapping.
He's got to be upset.
God forbid anything should happen to Allison.
Yeah.
Well, I'll get on this list of printers and get back to you.
Yeah. Thanks very much, George.
Appreciate it.
Hey, Allison.
Look what I've got.
Take it easy, Rover.
That's no way to retrieve a duck.
Look.
Gentle like.
See Laramore? - Come on.
You gotta eat something.
Hello?
Sorry I had to pluck you, Mr. Duck, but I'm a sportsman,
a plain, sweet sportsman.
Eat the food, kid.
A great sportsman eh?
You don't want your old man to think I'm not nice.
Sportsman.
Listen, sport, how'd you like to meet me in a fair fight, Mr.
Sport, all things being equal?
Man to man, Marquess Queensberry Rules.
That's different, eh?
Yeah, that's something else.
- Can I come in? - Sure.
Thanks.
How you doing?
All I can think about is Allie.
Anything I can do for you?
Yeah.
You can help me find her.
You know, I've been thinking about this.
I think we ought to bring Morrison in.
No.
Hunter, I already told you about that.
Now, Morrison's got nothing to do with this.
But Al, if she's been kidnapped for a ransom,
we'd've heard something by now, a phone call, a letter.
Allie's gonna be fine. She's gonna be all right.
But she's been kidnapped.
You can't be sure of that.
Hunter, you butt out of this.
You know, your...
Your behavior's very peculiar here.
Yeah.
Well, you don't worry about my behavior.
You just worry about your job.
You know, you don't act like a man whose daughter's
in danger of losing her life.
Now, what's going on?
Where's Al?
Inside talking to Chris.
Come on in.
How could you not tell me?
I'm her mother.
I didn't know what to do.
I had to protect Allie.
She is our child.
You had no right to make that decision.
Yeah, well, I was scared for her, Chris.
Now, look, I know I made the wrong decision.
I know that.
I should've told you what I was doing.
I should've brought you into it. I apologize.
I have been going out of my mind with worry.
If anything happens to her...
Nothing's gonna happen to her.
Now, look, they're not gonna hurt her.
She's their insurance.
When they get what they want, we'll get Allie.
Look, Captain, I know I'm gonna have to answer for this.
But first, let's find Allie.
What have we got on the printer?
We didn't have anything on the printer.
Al, do you have any idea where they might be printing?
They must've started by now.
Yeah, Morrison said he wanted three days.
Well, we'd better get going.
But I know he's not gonna hurt Allie until he's
finished with his business.
Dutchman's our only lead now, Charlie.
That's right. And he knows who the printer is.
And where the printing will take place.
Let's turn the Dutchman on his head.
I'll be down in Metro with SWAT.
Right.
I have nothing to say to you, Sergeant.
Either arrest me or leave my premises.
I want to have a little word with you.
OK?
Come on in here.
Get in there.
Have a seat.
There you go.
I'm only gonna say this one.
Where's the little girl?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, yeah, you do. Where is she?
I have nothing to do...
You and Morrison are counterfeiting
American dollars.
This is ridiculous.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Really?
Come here.
Come here.
You see that out there?
That's where you're going if you don't tell me where she is.
Now, where is she? Where is she?
They're using the old Tribune building on Sepulveda.
All right.
We all know what to do, right? - Yeah.
Let's get moving.
We're going in.
Well?
Ulysses S. Grant never looked this good.
LAPD.
Don't anybody move.
Raise your hands.
Don't move.
I'm out of here.
Allison, get away from the window.
Halt right there.
Against the wall.
Hands on the wall.
Cover him.
I got him.
He's mine.
Mommy.
Mommy.
Mommy.
Mommy.
Hold it right there.
Mommy.
Allison?
Mom?
Stand back from the door.
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