Hang on. I've got to get something on.
She's naked!
I didn't order any pizza.
(IN CHINESE)
No fucking way!
You're fucking dead! I killed you!
You can't be alive.
I already killed you.
(IN CHINESE)
(IN CHINESE)
Call for help now!
(IN CHINESE)
What is going on?
Where are you going?
(IN CHINESE)
You killed my family, pig.
I'm gonna kill you.
Get out of here!
Fucking pig!
Motherfucking pig!
- Cherry, get your ass up here.
- You're gonna fucking die!
Come on.
Come on.
They're out back!
(SHOUTING IN CHINESE)
(SOUND OF BIKE MOTORS)
Down the alley.
The perimeter is secured. I haven't
got a statement from Jack yet.
I don't know whose gun he used.
Look, I'll get a statement
from him, okay?. Fine.
- You're in deep shit.
- Tell me something I don't know.
- NCIC has no match on this guy.
- That figures.
Okay, right now you're looking
at accessory to murder one.
You'll get ten years inside,
and that's with good behaviour.
Co-operate with us
and you might walk.
I told the other cop
I want to talk to a lawyer.
Are you in love with this guy Cherry?.
I can certainly understand that.
He blows through town twice a year.
He lets his friends jump on you.
Gets drunk and hits you. I understand
why you're in love with him.
They move around a lot.
I can never get in touch with them.
- Who can?
- I don't know. Those guys are nuts.
This is Officer Jack Cates.
Miss Lee was about to give us
the name of Mr Cherry's contact man.
The guy's name is Malcolm Price.
He's big, spooky eyes, long hair.
Nobody talks to Cherry
unless they talk to him first.
- Where do we find this guy?.
- I don't know.
- Hey...
- I swear. I only know the name.
- Thanks, babe.
- Hey, wait a minute.
- Where are you going?
- Have Kehoe run a Malcolm Price.
- He'll have a record. We're off.
- Your ass is gonna be grass.
I'm headed for an early funeral.
If the Iceman gets you,
we won't even find your body.
We need somebody
who knows about this shit.
- We should go back to prison.
- Bullshit.
You want to know about Price.
I know a guy who can finger him.
You should go to prison anyway, 'cause
you might be spending time there soon.
Get re-acquainted with the guys
whose rights you've violated.
I only arrest crooks.
You make it sound like crook was the
onlyjob these guys were qualified for.
That's a real good story.
Blame it on society.
If shit was worth something,
the poor would be born with no assholes.
It's me. I heard about it.
I warned you about dealing
with these crazy-ass crackers.
No, I ain't carrying.
That ain't my thing.
I'm a businessman, too, but I don't
want to get too close to these guys.
These guys have taken
all of the fun out of my work.
I remember.
You don't have to remind me.
Don't worry, I'll pull it together.
Kirkland, you've got some visitors.
Get that picture of the guy.
A small-time dealer called Burroughs,
he was recruited by the Iceman.
Do you know anything about the dude
he works for, Malcolm Price?
I know him.
Western Brotherhood.
If you want a hit done,
you've got to go through Price.
- Have you got an address?
- I'm not 411. You look it up.
Sunset Motel on the Beltway.
Give the phone back to Reggie.
What's his problem? Do you mind?
I'm trying to talk to the brother here.
Can you excuse us?
The brother wants to talk. Black stuff.
- It's private.
- You mind?
Can you go over there? Thank you.
- It's private.
- All right.
Look, now I've given you something
you need... for the second time.
Yes, and I appreciate your patience,
and thank you.
You will... repay your debt to me!
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey, man, not to worry.
We got lots of back-up.
Come on in and have a drink.
Malcolm Price.
It must have been a real good lead.
Somebody shot him 16 times.
I've been chasing the Iceman for years.
It's always a dead end.
- This job will drive you crazy.
- Yeah, yeah...
- Jack, the Iceman is a cop.
- No way.
Put this shit together.
You call