Red Sun Rising

He'll show.

Yamata can't do business here without Yakuza approval.

Let's just wrap it up,

we've been watching for three days.

I've been watching, you've been eating.

I'm not really hungry, you know?

I'm horny.

I spend more nights with you than I do with my wife.

You better go and call for backup.

Yes.

Thomas.

Yes, mother, I'll wait this time.

Watch.

Watch and see what I can do.

First, the head will swim.

Then the sweats and the pain.

Then he will die.

There is nothing you can do.

Councilman Royce, do you have anything to say

to those responsible for the death of Father Munoz?

Congratulations.

You have just made the top of my list.

We will find you.

Karen, hi.

Another drive-by?

You didn't hear?

Oh my god!

Listen, Karen, I'm really sorry.

I heard he was a friend of yours.

- Mine, and about a thousand kids he saved from the streets.

Father Munoz is the only reason we don't have

a full scale gang war on our hands.

He kept the lid on.

Well, the lid's off now.

Eyewitness saw three black males

all dressed in purple and black.

Icemen?

Jesus!

- Mm-hmm, must've wanted it advertised too.

You wear anything but orange on Malito's turf

you might as well have a target on your back.

Check this out.

Machine gun, NATO caliber.

- Where the hell did Icemen get this kind of hardware?

- Listen to me, when I ask a question, you answer,

you lying, spic, fuck.

Ray!

My favorite ex-partner.

Let him go.

Sure.

Hold hands with him.

You'll see me again, beaner.

Yeah, next time grow some hair on head

so I can figure out which end is your ass.

Ray, show a little class!

- I got something else I wanna show you, sweet cakes.

Oh really?

You wanna show me your penis, Ray?

Is that it?

Is that what it's gonna take to make you happy?

Well, go ahead.

Whip that bad boy out here.

Just give me a second.

Damn.

Left my magnifying glass at home.

Let us handle this, Hector.

Sorry, Detective, Malito's got rules.

10 of them for one of us.

The Malitos also have a treaty

with the 72nd Street Icemen.

- Well, that treaty just left in a body bag.

You're a leader, Hector.

Think of the rest of these people.

We can take care of ourselves.

Rita, come with me please.

Okay?

Look, what happened to Father Munoz,

you want that to happen 100 times that?

You told me once you wanted a fresh start.

Hector listens to you.

I need you to buy me some time

so I can find out who did this.

Hey.

Father Fernando Munoz lost his life

in a hail of machine gun fire.

The priest came to media attention

when he forged a truce between the Malitos and the Icemen,

two of the city's most violent street gangs.

Last weekend, that truce was shattered

with the drive-by shooting that took the life

of James Hobbs, 19.

Ironically, Hobbs funeral was held just today.

LAPD, right?

100, even.

For a ride from the airport?

Next time take bus.

All I've got's yen.

What's this?

American joke?

My flight was late,

I didn't have time to exchange my money.

Sure.

I haven't heard that one for almost one week.

Come on, you pay.

Hey, you pay!

Come on, you pay!

Follow that car, this is an emergency.

This is emergency!

I'll get you the money, just go!

You pay, or I call cops!

Listen to me, asshole,

I am a cop.

Now, follow that damn car.

Okay.

I'm not scared of you, Godzilla,

I've seen all your movies.

Right there.

I.D.

I.D.

What is this?

I don't read Martian.

You speak English?

Engrish?

- Engrish is not one of my favorite languages.

But I speak it reasonably well.

Thomas Hoshino, Kyoto police.

I'm here to take Yamata back to Japan.

All by yourself?

Your friend here just busted up a bar,

and three cops in Jap-town last week.

Now the Feds wanna see him.

Your people want him back in Japan,

they can have him teriyaki-d for all I care.

But not until tomorrow.

I need to talk to him.

Sorry.

- He's one of the men who killed my partner.

All right, you can ride up with us.

Keep your hands off him.

Why is it Japanese always sounds like

a worn out transmission?

Where's your partner,

the one who does your killing for you?

Let me pose a business arrangement.

You talk to me now,

I set you up.

I'll send you gifts in prison.

You'll receive special privileges.

Your associates will be arrested.

Hey!

Hey, hey!

You have until we leave.

Sayonara.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

This sucker's dead.

You can't die now, you son of a bitch!

What the hell did you say to him?

I told him I would dishonor him.

- Well, sure, that's enough to give anyone a heart attack.

Get in.

Come on.

You've been much too kind already.

- You should see me when I really turn on the charm.

Look, the captain says I have to keep an eye on you

until you leave town.

It's official.

So, can I take you to a hotel?

- I have to go somewhere first, if you don't mind.

Why not?

Only other thing I have to worry about is gang war.

This car is huge.

The way god meant cars to be,

until you guys came along and screwed it all up.

Low quality and lack of reinvestment

ruined the American auto industry.

Oh yeah?

Yes.

Oh yeah?

Not bad.

This is your partner's uncle's?

Yes.

Buntoro Iga was my teacher for several years.

Now, I was just a boy then

but I remember him as a very traditional man.

- Don't worry, toots, I'll mind my manners.

You must understand,

he spent most of his life as a Shinto priest.

Thomas!

I'd know you anywhere.

Grown into a fine, strong man.

And this?

Ryder, Karen Ryder, detective.

A detective?

A beautiful detective.

How fascinating.

Don't tell me, let me guess.

English and French.

How did you know?

They eyes, cheekbones, exquisite.

Hey, how 'bout some drinks?