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The trial for the chairman of Kwang Industries

is set to begin in high court.

The trial is a culmination of a year-long investigation

of Korean seafood tycoon, Kwang Gim, or "King" Kwang.

Chairman Kwang faces charges

that range from selling counterfeit carbon offsets

to violating bans on net fishing.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to apologize

to the true victims today.

The Kwang family,

and our 200,000 hard-working employees.

For them, I look forward to proving my innocence.

-What the hell was that? -Kwang.

The charges are bullshit.

You control trade routes. Distribution centers.

You're a billionaire, and what, they come up against you with

fishing charges?

-Get out. -Oh, okay.

Where's my wife?

Good morning, madam.

May I help you?

Just looking.

Please.

-Hmm. -A brand-new model.

The Ferrari 488 Pista Spider.

It is the most beautiful thing in this room.

Hmm.

Second only to you, of course.

-Can I look inside? -Yes, for sure.

No, inside.

Of course.

Behold, Ferrari's most powerful V8 engine.

Twin turbocharged, 3.9 liter, over 700 horsepower.

Let's try it.

Yes.

Ready?

You know how-- how to drive, huh?

Yeah.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Thank God.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Whoa!

What the hell are you doing? This just came in.

We haven't even calibrated it yet.

Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Kwang. I didn't see it was you.

The timing's off.

How long would it take to adjust the timing?

Two days.

Fine, for you, just one hour.

Thank you.

Joey, my love, you're home.

What are we celebrating?

Just another day with my beautiful wife.

Cheers.

Where were you today? You didn't pick up your phone.

Bad signal. Bad battery.

Just, my trial started today.

How did it go?

Officials want an investigation.

Board members want my head.

Other than that, just great.

I'm sorry. Who's the snitch?

That's an excellent question.

You don't think it was me?

Oh, darling, your imagination is priceless.

You do know that a wife can't testify.

Then it's a good thing we're married.

Is it?

Of course it is.

You know, there is a thing I want to discuss with you.

Is it necessary for you to buy everything you see?

Where does it all go?

Oh me, darling.

I'm merely asking.

Do you need another Ferrari?

I bought it for you.

Happy birthday.

Sweetheart.

Thank you.

Shares of Kwang dropped over 30%

after today's allegations.

The stock had already dropped to its all-time low

earlier this month, after officials assembled

a task force to investigate Kwang...

Mom! It's knock, wait, then enter.

You can't just barge in. I'm not a baby.

You'll always be my baby.

This is the best part of my day.

Yeah. Love you too, Mom.

Oh...

What are you doing?

Unpacking, Mom. Getting out.

Stop for a second. What's going on?

Kwang has just made the list of all-time assholes.

Right next to Freddy Krueger and Leatherface.

-Not funny. -Sorry. Bad joke.

But he's gonna be in jail by the end of the week.

And I don't want to be here when that happens, and neither do you.

And where will you go?

Paris. The Ocean Outlaws is docked there right now.

They're starting a new mission next week.

Heading to Milagro.

Kwang has boats in Milagro. How's that going to look?

Like I have the will for revolution and change.

Like somebody's finally standing up to Kwang.

He's destroying entire marine ecosystems.

Shhh!

Mom, no.

Just because you like spending Kwang's money

doesn't mean I have to stay here.

Hey, stop it.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Fine.

I know you and Kwang don't get along.

-He's gross. -He's not.

I don't know why you married him.

Because a long time ago, I needed help.

We needed help, and Kwang was there.

We can't forget that, no matter what you think of him.

Do you understand?

I'll take you to Paris next weekend.

Okay?

Do you miss Dad?

Of course I do.

Then why don't you ever talk about him?

Because sometimes it's easier to forget the past.

-Besides, I told you everything. -He was a pastry chef.

He died in a car accident. The end.

Seems there's a lot more to fill in.

All you need to know is whatever happened,

he brought me you.

And I wouldn't change any of that.

Any of you guys got a cigarette?

Hands up, dirtbag! I'm not gonna say it again.

Yeah, I heard you the first time.

-Hands up. Now! -All right, officer, please.

Come on. I will comply. Just give me a minute.

All right?

You're scaring the fish.

- Wait. Whoa, whoa! Come on. - Let's go.

Officer, get those cuffs off my agent, now!

- Your agent didn't have any ID.

-Because he's undercover.

Where do you suggest he keep his badge? His ass?

Up yours? Get out!

-Give me the key. -Get out!

Look after the fish.

John, you okay?

I will be, once I get a cigarette.

-Where's Santiago? -He's fine.

Santiago?

Everything's gonna be fine.

You were supposed to observe and report, not crash and burn.

What the hell happened?

Our shift was going really smooth.

We were getting through a lot of Kung Pow orders.

-They're very good, by the way, here, you should try it.

-John, stop stalling.

All right, fine.

I was finishing a tray of crème brûlées,

and the perps showed up.

We were getting it all on camera, and then Santiago...

- Hey! - Is it yours?

No, it's a fake. No, it's a fake one. It's a fake one.

You know, yesterday was a party, and-- with my kids,

and I was police, you know?

No, tranquilo. Tranquilo. No, no, no.

-Tranquilo, por favor. -Hey, hey, buddy, buddy, buddy.

It's a friend of mine. He-- it's a joke, dude.

It-- it's not even real. It's not even real.

So, I just want to stop fighting.

-What do you want? -I just want to eat.

-Well, you know I don't like spicy.

Oh, man.

Oh, my God.

All right, just hang on. All right? Hold up.

Huh? Dude, please.

Come on. Give me a minute.

Oh, man.

Okay.

All right.

All right.

Sorry, man.

Ah!

Ah!

I'll kill you!

Unh!

Fire! Ah!

This way. This way, please.

All right, buddy.

Come on, up you get. Let's go.

-Ah! Oh! -You stay here.

Just stay here, all right?

I'll be back.

Oh, no.

As an agent of the DEA,

I'm authorized to offer you asylum for any information

you have on Kwang Enterprises.

No.

I can offer you a green card, at an apartment in Arizona.

It's very nice.

No, no. Ai!

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

And that's when they put the bracelets on.

I suppose you want to go see?

Let's go.

Watch your step.

Ah! Is that a fish?

John, what the--

Six months of undercover work up in smoke.

Please tell me, how am I supposed to build a case on this?

You can't. There's absolutely nothing useful here.

I don't know. Maybe you can use this?

Sir! Sir.

With the help of local law enforcement,

we were able to recover nearly 400 kilos of heroin.

Estimated street value, $300 million.

But there is still much to be done.

Every day in the United States,

120 people die from drug overdose.

We are committed to fighting this problem at its source,

and stopping those who would profit

from this death and suffering.

Don't care who you are, where you are,

you cannot run, you cannot hide.

We will find you.

Damn it!

Oh!

Oh, you scared me!

I'm sorry about earlier.

I wasn't mad at you.

Hard to tell these days.

It's just this ridiculous trial.

Let's go to the summer house for the weekend.

-Get out of here. -Oh!

Sure. That will be nice.

Thank you for my birthday present.

I like it a lot.

But you know what I would love more?

Let me go freshen up.

Joey, let's just talk.

-About what? -About us.

About love.

I don't know if I have any love to give.

Of course you do.

You love Raymond.

You love shopping.

You love me.

Do I?

No.

Joey, it's been 15 years.

15 years since I've taken care of you and Raymond.

Whoever broke your heart is not coming back.

Don't you think it's time to move on?

Together?

I love you.

What is it, Lawlor?

Hey, um, I've been going over this tip sheet,

and there's a confidential informant that's come forward.

Kwang Industries. Why am I not surprised?

Illegal net fishing. Killing dolphins.

You want to take Kwang down for this?

We put away Al Capone for tax fraud.

I mean, the C.I. wants to give us his ledger.

No one with real information is gonna rat out on Kwang.

They're all too scared of him. This is chicken shit.

What if it isn't?

What if this is everything we need to finally take him down?

-What's the handoff? -Taipei.

No. Absolutely not. After what happened last time.

-That was 15 years ago.

- And look where it's landed you.

15 years of bouncing around from field office to field office,

and doing mostly desk work.

Look, we all want to take Kwang down.

-You stopped the shipment. -One shipment. One.

Take your wins as they come, and leave the rest alone.

Charlotte, it's one weekend.

Just a couple of days, to finally take him down for good.

Even if we wanted to, I can't send an agent down there,

and certainly not you.

I will go deep cover. My own assets.

- No one'll even know I'm there. - No.

-I am literally going to pick up a ledger.

-No, absolutely not. -Charlotte, think about--

No!

-All right, thanks.

Thank you so much. -What is wrong with you?

You're like a dog with a bone. Let it go.

Here. To be perfectly clear.

A leave of absence? You're sending me home now?

No, John. I'm sending you on vacation.

It's what happens when people do a good job.

Actually, a great job. It was a solid bust.

Now, go relax.

The drugs will still be here on Tuesday, and so will Kwang.

-Just, so, it's a long weekend. -Yeah, John.

Go drink something fruity on a beach somewhere.

All right.

Okay. Thanks.

Um, I will definitely make the most of it.

-Oh! Can you do me one favor? -What?

-Could you just watch my fish? -Get out!

Hi, I'm checking on Flight 726 to Taipei.

-You're George Washington? -Yep, that's me.

Welcome aboard. Walk this way, please.

- Uh, excuse me, miss? - Yes?

Can I get a bourbon? Two doubles.

Oh, after take-off.

Raymond. Good morning.

Can I help you with something?

Oh, I'm just looking for a pencil sharpener.

Hmm.

You know, I'd love to see your drawings one day.

Hey, how about we go play golf together sometime, huh?

No.

Raymond.

You know, I'm trying my best.

Why do you hate me so much?

The Austrian women's volleyball team will face off this weekend

against Chinese Taipei in a preseason exhibition game

that will test both team's new lineups.

Austrian head Coach Jaime Newsome had this to say.

How long have you been a team?

We've been, uh, together--

...say. How long have you been a team?

We've been--

Mm! Hey! Yo!

Over here.

You don't look like a George Washington.

Yeah? You look like you gained weight.

Hmm! Haven't you heard? Dad bods are cool now.

- Say hello to Freddie. - Let's get to the hotel.

Welcome, Mr. Washington.

I see we have you for the weekend.

- You do. - Any luggage?

Yeah, three pieces.

Now, welcome to Taipei Marriott Hotel.

-Ooh la la.

-I'm here to pick up a ledger, man.

-Pray for the best.

-Pray for the worst. Yeah, yeah.

- Hey, what time's the drop? - Five p.m.

Ooh, we've got time for a late lunch or an early dinner.

-Which one you prefer? -Shower.

-Shower. Hey, but this is good. -Yes.

Yeah!

Come with me now.

No!

What are you doing? Stop it!

Stop it! Don't have him killed!

Enough.

Enough!

-W-- Why?

-Because our beloved son is the snitch.

No.

-I don't believe it. -Well, believe it.

He's trying to ruin me.

Destroy everything we've built.

You're wrong. You're wrong.

You promised to protect us.

Sweetheart, I am trying to protect us.

You think you're so clever, don't you, huh?

-Now, where is the ledger? -Raymond!

Is this true? Give it back! Give it back.

His tuna boats are killing dolphins.

- Dolphins? - -His processing plants--

You did this because of some dolphins?

You're destroying our ecosystem!

I had to do something.

Good for you. Taking initiative.

But where is my ledger?

Because the rest of it has nothing to do with any dolphins!

Leave me!

Kwang? Just give me a minute. I'll talk to him.

Please?

Okay.

Just tell him. Hey, it's fine.

Just tell him what's going on, hon.

Please, Mom. Five minutes.

I just need five minutes.

I need to get the ledger to Lawlor.

What?

Some agent, John Lawlor.

John Lawlor.

He emailed me back. I just need five more minutes.

-What are you talking about? -Mom, please.

Five minutes.

What?

-Please, Mom. -No. No, what-- what--

Oh my God.

Oh! What are you talking about?

-Please, Mom.

- Okay, that's enough, now.

All right.

Five minutes.

-Hit me. -What?

It's the only way he'll talk. Now, hit me.

I won't hit you.

I hate smoking.

It's filthy.

And a burnt smell gets into your hair,

your clothes, your fingernails.

No matter what you do, you just can't get rid of it.

It's awful.

But when we got married,

I had to start.

The smoking smell is nothing compared

to the smell of my husband.

The smell of sweaty desperation. It makes me gag.

No matter what he does or how much money he spends,

or how much he scrubs,

the putrid stink...

...never goes away.

-Funny? -Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Die!

- No!

-Now, you tell me. Where is my ledger?

- Stop! Stop!

Don't touch him! -Hmm?

-I gave you everything. And you do this to me?

-Don't touch--

- Stop. Stop. Please, stop.

I'll tell you where the ledger is. Just stop it.

Stop it!

I had a friend take the ledger to the Marriott Hotel.

It's Room 2018.

What do you mean, "had"?

Hey, John. Get involved.

-They ain't got chicken feet like this in Minnesota.

-You got xiaolongbao?

No. We got shumai, though. You like shumai?

I got it.

I don't believe it.

- It's all here. - What's that?

All this for a little red book?

You took too many guns.

Go find the ledger.

Yes.

You! Keep her. You! Come with me.

-And as for you... -Mom.

...during the Joseon Dynasty,

anybody that would break the law...

-Mommy! -...was forever marked as a criminal.

- Mom! - No! No! No!

And depending on the severity of the crime...

No! Oh, no! Please! Please! Stop! No! No! No!

...they were cut into quarters.

Stop! Stop!

Ah!

And they would start...

with the limbs.

- Oh no! - Oh my God!

No, Mom! No!

Don't worry, son, we'll get you the best prosthetics

- that money can buy. - No! No!

No!

Let him go.

Sweetheart.

What, you're killing people now?

Let us go!

You're not gonna shoot me.

Who's gonna protect you?

Who's gonna love you?

- Ah! - Oh!

What?

What?

Mom, slow down.

Where'd you learn how to drive like this?

Gotta get to the hotel.

-Warn him. -What? Warn who?

Wipe your nose.

Help!

I can't believe you're still on Kwang after all this time.

With all this, I can put him away for two lifetimes.

This way.

Ooh! Dessert is served.

Hello, boys. Are you my club sandwich?

Thank you, sir.

A little bit of sugar ain't gonna ruin that six-pack.

-What? -Kid lied to us. No one here.

Well, they have to be somewhere.

You go check the rest of the hotel, okay?

Can I help you, sir?

I'm looking for my American partners. They check in today,

I take it.

-Hey. -Joey?

We need to talk. It's an emergency.

What are you doing here? How did you find me?

Hey, what happened to your face?

Mom, who's this?

-"Mom"? You have a son? -John, you're in danger.

-Wait, wait. His name's John? -Shh! Quiet. Mommy's talking.

-What-- what's going on here? -Listen, they know you have the ledger.

Kwang is sending men right now to kill all of you.

-Go to the bathroom. -Okay.

How do you know about Kwang?

Because I'm married to him.

Wait, wait. Okay, Mom, seriously, who is this guy?

-Why is he looking at me like-- -Quiet! Both of you!

If you want to know more, we have to leave right now.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold on a minute, all right?

I'm just gonna need a minute.

I haven't seen you in, what, like, 15 years?

Just give me a minute. All right?

-Get in. -Okay, okay.

Come on!

Cover us! Get to the bathroom.

Cover us, please.

Get under the sink.

Open the door.

-What? -Yo, boss. We found them.

-Your wife's here. -You bring me my wife...

and you kill everyone else.

What about the kid?

Hello? Hello?

Hold on.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop,

stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

You guys have the wrong room. You have the wrong room.

Go find them.

Shoot!

You all right?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Follow me.

Follow him.

Follow me.

Go.

Stairs. Stairs.

Step away from the door.

Open it!

No, no, no, no. Come this way. To the bar.

What are you doing? We need to go.

It's just the cops. Just let them go past.

So he's really Kwang's son?

-No. -Definitely not.

Raymond, meet your son, John. John, meet your dad.

What?

Raymond, meet your dad. John, meet your son.

Any questions?

So you're not a chef?

No.

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Hey! Excuse me, sir.

-Is this yours? -Yeah.

-There's only two seats. -Get in here.

Stop looking at me.

- Are we going to the police? - No.

-Why not? -Kwang knows every cop in town.

And I'm not even supposed to be here.

What? Why?

I was going after Kwang. I'm not officially here.

I came alone.

So you came back after all this time for Kwang, but not for me?

How was I supposed to even know you were here?

Because I live here, remember?

You're supposed to be dead.

Yeah, well, give it another minute,

kid, and your mom will take care of that.

I see you haven't changed a bit.

Thanks. I moisturize.

-And no sugar. It ages you. -I meant your driving.

Sir.

The guest name is George Washington. He's American.

And what is George Washington doing with Kwang's wife?

All this time

I've been taking cooking classes to get close to my dead pastry chef dad,

and he's not even dead.

-Pastry chef? Seriously? -Shh. Quiet, please.

- And why am I a dead pastry chef? - - Yeah, Mom, why?

Everyone, shut up and let me drive.

Actually, uh...

I was a pastry chef for about a month.

I make a mean crème brûlée.

Well.

Sir.

You go find my wife.

Mom, I'm bleeding.

-What? -No, it's not you, kid. It's me.

Raymond, put pressure. Right there.

No, no, no, no, no. Down. Yes.

-We have to get to a hospital. -No. No hospital.

-Mom? -I've got an idea.

What the--

- Hey, hey! - Hey, I'm so sorry.

Who do you think you are?

So sorry.

Once you've hacked in, check all the traffic cams.

Flag anybody in a red Ferrari. That'll be her.

She gave my Ferrari to a pizza guy?

What did she say?

Ha-- happy birthday.

"Happy birthday."

Let's go.

Hey, this one.

This one. Come.

-Ew, Mom, gross. What are you doing?

-Shh!

Hey, guys. What are you doing here,

Ah, man, we-- we forgot our keys.

-Can I just borrow your flashlight for a second?

-What?

Take that.

Get in.

Who are you people?

I mean, you're stealing cars and he's punching everyone?

Are you really my parents?

Your will for revolution and change had to come from somewhere.

Get in.

Listen to your mother.

Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?

You didn't give me a chance.

What do you mean?

Now's not the time to rewrite the past.

We need to figure out how to get us out of this shit you put us in.

-Me? I put you in this? -Yes.

You clean this up. You better have a plan.

All right.

That's it? That's your plan? Sleeping?

No. I think better when I sleep.

I told you no hospital.

It's safe.

We're in my village.

The fishing village?

Things have changed.

Doctor said you were lucky. But you lost a lot of blood.

They had to give you a transfusion.

Lucky for you, your son has the same blood type.

Raymond.

Where is he?

So he's really my son?

And Kwang's been raising him?

Kwang was around. I raised him myself.

Yeah, well, you didn't have to, if you'd told me.

The last time I saw you, you told me to run away.

I didn't tell you to run to someone like Kwang.

No one else was here for me, so you don't get to judge.

There are many things you don't know and you'll never understand.

No, no, no. I understand completely.

Love your bracelet.

What is it? Tiffany's? Cartier?

Yes, John. You understand me completely.

I ran to the one person who gave me the riches and pearls that I deserve.

And Raymond, stop pretending you're asleep.

You two do anything but fight?

- Yes. - No.

Mrs. Kwang? Some of our patients wanna say thank you.

-Why all the flowers?

Mrs. Kwang is our biggest donor.

Actually, the only donor.

Thanks to her, we have the best hospital in the area.

She saved countless lives.

I have to go.

Let's go.

Yeah, Raymond.

Thank you all.

- Thank you. - Appreciate it.

Granny?

Mom, who's this?

Come here.

My grandmother. Your great-grandmother.

Let's go clean up.

Sorry.

Whoa.

Mom, is this where you grew up?

I know it's not much.

Are you kidding? This is awesome.

Why have you never brought me here before?

Sometimes it's easier to forget the past.

Get out of those stinky clothes. Dinner soon.

Hey, uh, do you have some water?

Water?

Fridge?

I see you still know your way around.

I don't remember this.

Po Po hates Kwang's money too.

But she likes cold beer more. Change.

Oh. Hi, Joey.

Hi!

Mom, anything else you wanna tell me about our family?

Say hello to your cousin, Raymond.

-Hi. -Oh, hi.

-Hi, Po Po. -Put it there.

-You're not eating?

- Not until I get some answers.

I just found out that I have a great-grandmother, a cousin.

What else aren't you telling me?

You never talk about family. You never talk about the past.

I know nothing about you, both of you.

So please, no more lies.

I deserve to know.

He's right.

Fine.

When your mom was young,

I wasn't exactly who you think.

Both my parents died in fishing accidents,

so Po Po refused to let me near the water.

So, I have to find something else to do.

Joey!

- It's dangerous. - Can you slow down?

Turns out I was a really good mechanic.

I could do anything with cars.

Which was fun, but not very useful in the village.

Until one day, something terrible happened.

But Po Po was smart.

If she went to the police, they might arrest the villagers.

By hiding the drugs, she could keep everyone safe.

Until the day the gang came to get them back.

When these men came to the small villages,

they would not just take back their merchandise.

They would also take away all the young girls.

But lucky for me, I could drive.

Ugh!

And then what happened?

I was offered a job.

A job? What kind of job?

Only thing I was good at. Driving.

And then a few years later, I met your dad.

These are really good dumplings.

John. Your turn.

All right. What do you wanna know?

How did you two meet?

-Can't remember. It was so long ago.

-John. Tell the truth.

-It was a work thing. -What kind of work thing?

I was a cop. A DEA agent.

I was sent over here undercover to track a drug shipment.

And, uh, I was pretending to be a client,

following the mule car that was transporting drugs.

And it turned out that the driver of the car was

none other than your mother.

What?

-These are really good dumplings. -Yeah, they are, huh?

Yeah, you should get you some more.

Now, she thought I was a competitor trying to steal her drugs.

Playing hard to get.

I remember her hair blowing in the wind,

and as soon as our eyes met...

...that was it. I was hooked.

No, no, no. That's not how I remember.

-Oh, yeah? -No.

Well, how do you remember it?

First, I remember his shoes.

Can't really remember his face. I don't know why.

But, um, I do remember our first kiss.

You sure that was our first kiss?

Yes, I remember it. Why don't you?

-Oof. You're in trouble now. -No, no, no. Hold on.

Um, okay, I may not remember our first kiss,

but I definitely remember our second.

And our third.

And our fourth.

And our fifth.

No. That's our sixth.

No, no.

I'm talking about...

our fifth.

Oh, yeah.

How could I forget?

Oh. That one sounds less romantic.

-More dumplings? -Yeah.

I don't understand. What happens? Why did you break up?

Some people just-- they can't make up their mind.

Some people care only about one thing, their career.

Yeah, but some people's jobs are about saving people.

And for some people, that's easier than raising a family.

It's a little difficult when no one tells you that you have a family.

- Excuses. - Weasel out of it.

-It's not an excuse!

-Whoa, whoa. Guys, guys, guys. I think I've heard enough.

-It's been a long day. -Yeah.

Okay.

-Help me clean up. -Sure, Mom.

You too. Please.

Yeah, of course.

Hey. You seen your mom?

-Morning to you too. -Sorry, man. Good morning.

So, uh... you like cooking?

Not really.

So why are you studying?

Oh, yeah. I'm sorry to disappoint.

That was a brave thing you did, stealing the ledger.

Just wanted Kwang to stop killing dolphins.

Yeah, I hear you.

Actually, I saved some fish the other day. There was this big fire--

Dolphins aren't fish. They're mammals, just like you and me.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Well, these were definitely fish. You know, that little cute ones.

I interned for Kwang last semester.

That's when I found out

that his fishing boats kill over 650,000 dolphins a year.

They get caught up in the nets.

And the fishermen actually chop them up and used them as bait.

Kwang's a piece of shit dickhead dolphin killer.

Hey, hey, watch your language, kid.

Okay, Dad.

Sorry, I meant John.

Or is it "Agent Lawlor, sir"?

Cut me some slack, huh?

It's not that I don't wanna be Dad,

it's just, you know, it's just-- this is all new to me.

Yeah, well, I'm not really an expert either.

Pretty good at these beans, though, huh?

-Stay here. -All right.

Hey. I've been looking for you.

I was in town getting some spare parts for the buggy.

We're meant to hide, remember?

Don't worry, I know how to hide.

But you, you're the expert. You're really good at it.

All right, can we, uh, take some time out for a minute?

There's a lot of details in your story that are missing.

Just fill me in.

-What happened to you after I left? -My past is mine, not yours.

You know what? Don't tell me.

Just, you know, keep all your secrets to yourself.

But just know that one day

they will come around and they will bite you in the ass.

Do you remember the last time?

-What?

-Do you remember the last time we saw each other?

Yeah, of course I do.

All I ever do is remember that night.

-Hey! -Hey.

-I got something I need to tell--

-Oh, sorry. -No, you first.

No, you go. Yours sounds more serious.

Mine can wait.

I'm not a buyer.

I'm not even a client.

I'm an undercover agent.

I work for the DEA. My real name is John Lawlor.

I was sent here to dig into Kwang's operation,

figure out the players, who he's working for,

who's working for him.

The worst part is, uh...

they want me to bring you in.

I-- I don't understand.

You were using me?

Yeah.

At first I was.

But then I fell in love with you.

Deeply.

I thought, uh, when the time came,

I could just protect you, protect us.

The system is rigged.

They just need someone to blame, and, uh...

it's never the shark, you know?

It's always the little fish, and that's not gonna help.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

Listen to me.

You're gonna get up from here,

you're gonna walk to the bathroom,

you're gonna crawl out the window.

-No. -You're gonna take my car,

and you're gonna drive away from here as fast as you can.

Where should I go?

I-- Just go wherever.

Wherever you want.

Just disappear, okay? Use cash.

I will scrub your records. Don't leave a trace.

-No way for anyone to find you. -How will you find me?

I won't.

-No. No. -Please. You have to go.

No, John.

No. No.

Joey, please, go. Now.

That's not exactly how it happened.

Well, that's how I remember it.

You never wondered what my news was?

Never wondered what I had to say?

Congratulations.

Thank you.

So you knew?

You knew you were pregnant and you didn't tell me?

You said go, get out.

But if I knew...

Then what? You arrest me?

Raymond is born in prison?

-No, thank you. -So, what, you--

You run to someone like Kwang?

You don't get to judge my choices.

I did what I had to do to protect my son.

I sacrificed everything.

So did I.

I sacrificed you.

The one thing in my life that meant a damn.

Okay, okay.

Fine.

You want to be part of this family?

-I do. -You sure?

I'm sure.

And no more secrets, everything out in the open.

I can do that.

If it doesn't work, we stop.

I don't want Raymond getting hurt.

Neither do I.

And we take it slow.

That's fine by me.

-What? -The police want

to talk to you about the shootout at the hotel.

Kwang, this is serious.

What do I tell them?

-Yes. -See?

That's how it's done.

Knock, wait, then enter.

Good. What's up?

Just looking for John.

-Huh? -You know John.

Tall, grumpy guy, hates smiling,

not dead, not a chef.

Yeah, I'm sorry. Um...

I haven't seen him at all... no.

-You all right, Mom? -Yes, I'm fine. Yeah.

Why are you looking for John?

I was pretty harsh on him yesterday.

Just wanted to say sorry.

Don't worry. He's a tough guy.

Yeah, I know.

Still thought he'd want to hear it though.

He's probably in the mountains, getting his work out.

- Okay. Thanks. - Yeah.

I do not hate smiling.

-I love smiling. -Really?

--Yeah. Show me.

All right. Well, this is my "Pizza for dinner"smile.

And this...

is I found passports and $10,000 in cash smile.

Give me that.

You said no more secrets.

Fine. It's our escape plan.

Some traveling cash, fake passports.

Everything we need to get away.

-Except... -Except what?

I only have passports for me and Ray.

Don't worry. We're not gonna split up.

I'm not gonna lose you again.

This incident at the hotel,

six of your bodyguards were found there.

What time was the incident?

Around, uh, 5, 6 pm.

Hm.

That is hard to explain,

But, Deputy Liu, you know,

this doesn't seem like any of my concern.

But as you can see, my employees clocked out at 4 p.m.

and what my employees do on their personal time

is their business, not mine.

How do we know these are real?

Deputy, the real question you should be asking is

who killed my poor employees?

Why question me

when there's a real murderer running out there free?

Makes me think of the Chinese proverb:

Why kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Are you a chicken or a monkey, Mister Kwang?

You know, it sounds to me like you're dealing with a real pro.

Someone that is trained with a unique set of skills.

You know, if anyone should be a suspect,

it's this person, not me.

You mean the American, George Washington.

George Washington.

George Washington...

Not George Washington!

Meet Agent John Lawlor.

My men sacrificed their lives

trying to stop him from kidnapping my wife.

Why would he do this?

Because this John Lawlor conceived a child with my wife.

The very child I've been raising as

my own son for the past 13 years.

His first case here in Taipei was here to investigate me.

We will see.

Please look into it.

Any news?

Looking everywhere. Finding nothing.

Check their airports, train stations.

All staked out.

Try her village.

She said she never go back, but you never know.

Listen to me very carefully.

This is really important, okay?

Kwang's ledger. Were there any others?

I don't know. Maybe.

I didn't see any other ledgers.

There's only one.

He's in control if we can't find hard evidence,

Kwang's not smart enough

to keep all that information in his head.

Well, I was in his study one afternoon.

Maybe it was the rhino.

He has a rhino sculpture on his desk.

What if it's not a sculpture at all?

-It's a hard drive. -I can go get it.

No.

- It'll be easy-- - No.

-We'll find another way. -What other way?

You said it: without any evidence, Kwang wins.

We will find one. Don't worry.

We got this.

Hey, don't go too far.

Did you find her?

-No. -Then why are you calling me?

Huh?

Good boy.

It's time to go.

What's wrong?

What are you doing?

No, you promised.

We're only gonna split up for a little bit.

I'll create a secure email for us to communicate, all right?

It's a shitty plan, but it's the only one we have.

- Raymond! - Po Po, where is Raymond?

-Hi, guys. -Where's Raymond?

He took my motorcycle.

Said he has something to do.

Hi, Raymond.

Need another pencil sharpener?

- Did you find her? - It's me, Kwang.

Joey, darling, you okay?

-They hurt you? -Where is Raymond?

You don't have to worry about Raymond, sweetheart.

He's here with me.

He won't escape this time.

Kwang, it's me, Agent Lawlor.

Agent John Lawlor.

Nice to finally meet you.

Kwang, let him go.

- And what do I get? - What do you want?

What do I want...

What do I want?

What I want, Agent Lawlor,

is for you to go away and leave me and my wife alone.

Go back to where you came from.

Okay, then we swap.

Me for Raymond.

Ximending District, American Alley.

American Alley?

You sure you don't want to try some delicious

Taiwanese food before you go?

Noon.

-What are you doing? -You said you would do anything

to protect our son. So would I.

He's going to kill you.

We'll see about that.

Trust me.

Okay? Go.

Where's Raymond?

He's in the car.

Mom!

- No. No. No. - Mommy.

Let's go.

No, that wasn't the deal.

Deal?

Don't talk to me about some deal.

Joey, remember the first time we met?

Oh.

She didn't tell you.

Let me tell you about our story.

Tea?

Looking for some lost merchandise.

Easy! Get your hands off her.

What did you do to her?

No, don't worry about her.

Worry about you.

There are consequences for what you've done.

For one, you killed my best driver.

Good help is hard to find these days.

Sorry.

I'm sure you are.

You like?

Porsche.

RWB 964 twin turbo.

Why don't you come work with me?

What are you gonna do?

Rot away in this little fishing village

for the rest of your life?

You're way too smart,

beautiful for that.

-You killed her. -No,

-I'm not some kind of-- -Po Po!

Po Po!

Shh. Stop. Calm down.

Calm down.

Shh...

It's okay.

Hey.

See? You can trust me.

I'll never lie to you.

I'll always protect you, you and your family.

And I'll give you the life that you deserve.

We could make a great team together.

What do you say, hm?

Deal?

It's a new deal. Now.

Come on.

-Are you okay? -Yeah, I'm fine.

Get down.

-Go. -You sit down!

You do this to me?

We're supposed to be family.

You do this to me?

Huh?

After everything I've done for both of you?

You do this to me?

Everything's gonna be okay.

We start over.

We'll be a family again.

We'll be a family again.

Don't worry.

You all right?

Kwang, he still has the USB drive.

Stay here.

Get out of the way, man.

Hey, watch out.

Kwang, hold it there!

Don't move.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

You are under arrest.

On the floor now, now.

No.

People are leaving.

It's over, Kwang. You're under arrest.

This has nothing to do with your fishing case.

-This is between you and me! -This is nothing personal.

Of course it is.

I've waited 15 years for her to love me, and then you show up.

What can you give her that I can't, huh?

You can't even take care of your own son.

I'm just doing my job.

It's the last time, Kwang

Get on the fucking floor.

Go ahead, shoot me. Huh?

I'm unarmed.

Is this a 3D movie?

They fight for real.

-Don't watch it. -Just a bit.

Oh my, it's too violent!

-See, I was right. -About what?

You want her.

You're fighting for her.

But you're gonna have to kill me.

'Cause she needs me.

She needs no one.

Good fight, I like it.

Cigarette?

Anyone? You got a cigarette?

Quit smoking.

You want a lollipop?

Yeah, all right.

I made bail?

Someone wants to see you first.

Hey, thanks for bailing me out.

It wasn't me. They want a million for you.

Way too much for the agency.

-Thanks, boss. -I told you to go on vacation,

a weekend escape. Instead, you went rogue.

You couldn't even bring the ledger.

Yeah, well, I got something better.

All of Kwang's records, shipping manifests,

supplies, buyers, illegal carbon offsets.

-This is real. -More than real.

Okay, let me handle it from here.

Until then, you better disappear.

For real this time.

-Vanish. All of you. -For the weekend?

Make it a couple of weeks...

couple of years.

All right, what's next?

You leave Taipei, immediately.

Robin Hood, thank you for bailing me out.

- Not, my money. - Here.

Thanks. So what are we doing now?

Um...

Family vacation?

Ooh, yes. Yes.

No, you still have school.

Come on, a couple of days isn't gonna hurt.

What do they learn at this age anyway?

Plus, I already aced my last math test.

-No. Nope. -There you go. Come on.

This kid has been through a lot.

Yeah, I'm emotionally damaged for life.

Absolutely not.

I got this. Come on.

Hey, Joey, listen, I just got my passport back.

-This is a really nice time for us to go on our first family trip.

-No. -Come on!

Come on, you're such a taskmaster.

I miss school, months at a time.

Look how I turn out.

How you turned out... Huh...

You like it?

Oui.

Come on, Ray.

Ease up on the photos.

We have 13 years of empty scrapbooks to fill in.

- Oh, that's for me. I'll get it.

-I have some-- -I got something I want to--

No, it's okay. You first. This time you first for sure.

I have a present for you.

Now you cannot say you didn't know.

Wow, that was... fast.

How can you? I mean...

You sure?

What--

Is it--

-Is it-- -Is it yours?

Does it matter?

No.

Merci.

Hell yeah.

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