Warrior

We show these heathen bastards what happens

when you fuck with San Francisco cops!

Yeah!

If you can't respect my independence,

we got nothing more to talk about.

This motherfucker's Long Zii.

That's our cue, boys. Let's go, let's go!

Oh, you are gonna suffer, Zing.

Welcome to Sonama. I'm so glad you decided to come.

You men are the last of the true warriors.

-May the best man win! -(CHIMES)

We need that fucking prize money...

...bad.

You have some serious fucking explaining to do.

- Take a good, hard look at these three.

They were once your brothers.

You broke my heart,

but I'm never gonna let you embarrass me

or weaken the tong like this again.

- You're the one embarrassing us.

I'm just trying to save the money you're giving away.

- I wasn't giving it away. He lost it.

Bullshit!

We outnumber the Long Zii three to one,

yet we're the ones sitting on our hands?

- Who the hell do you think you are?

I'm your son.

- You're the son of a common whore,

and it's time I burned you out.

What the fuck?

- It's okay. It doesn't matter.

I've served this tong my whole life.

If he wants to burn me out, he can go ahead.

It won't change a fucking thing.

Branding us like goddamn cattle

isn't what makes us Hop Wei.

Knock yourself out.

- Things have been turning to shit

ever since you let this motherfucker

back into our house.

I may have lost the fight,

but I'm not the one who bent over for Mai Ling.

The Long Zii aren't only taking our territory.

They're paying half of what we pay for opium

because he insists on importing it from China.

You disloyal shits!

You swore an oath to me!

We swore an oath to the tong.

I am the tong!

- We'll have a fresh supply of opium by next week.

You all know me. You all know Young Jun.

We weren't stealing.

Every dollar is accounted for.

We did what we did to save the tong,

because if we keep doing things his way,

the Long Zii and The Fung Hai will own us within a year.

- Will someone dice this fucking onion?

Now.

Okay.

- You're backing this piece of shit over your own father?

No. He's backing me!

- You're getting played. - Open your eyes.

We're losing ground by the day.

You know that, and Young Jun is the only one

willing to do a damn thing about it.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

You! You, all of you!

Kill him now!

Where are you going?

What the fuck are you doing?

- We are honoring your long years of leadership.

And celebrating your retirement.

- I hope you know what you're doing.

I hope so too.

- Shut up and take the fucking chair.

[dramatic spaghetti western music]

So figure it out.

We don't have a lot of time.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Good.

- Which one of them is gonna take over for Zing?

- The top three guys will fight for power

until only one is left.

That's the Fung Hai tradition.

- All three of them will probably end up dead.

Say what you want about Zing,

but he kept the Fung Hai under control.

Zing was out of control.

We can make this work for us.

I guess it's gonna have to.

What?

- I never imagined I'd be spending the night

in a Chinese brothel, of all places.

- You prefer American brothel? -

I never imagine this either.

In China, my husband was merchant.

I love him very much.

He sell his silks to American trading company.

He brings me on trip to America to make new deals.

Someone kill him on boat.

Oh, my God.

- The men, they want to take me.

They will rape me many times,

but the captain, he protect me.

I become his concubine.

Better to do this than to be with all of the men.

They throw my husband's body into the sea.

I come here, and American trading company say,

"No husband, no money."

They take everything I have.

But I was young and pretty.

I survive.

I'm so sorry.

- In China, my husband have properties.

He teach me to own land is best,

so I buy here.

So you own this place?

- Other places outside Chinatown.

You're buying land here?

How?

I have business partner.

White man.

Use his name. My money.

We have many.

200 hectares of land. - 200--

But something's wrong.

He not strong man.

I worry for trust him.

- Well, you can't have a business partner

you don't trust.

You could use me.

You?

My late husband's estate.

There are so many deeds and titles on the land.

No one would ever notice,

and maybe down the road,

we could use some of that land for the girls.

There are so many more we could help.

That bad place you go...

Crib brothel.

You took those girls? - Some of them.

I applied what pressure I could,

managed to get the place shut down,

but the other girls were just moved on somewhere new.

- Maybe you help them too. - I would if I could.

The police are protecting it.

I can't get in.

You show me where.

I should be dead already.

- It doesn't have to be that way.

The hell it doesn't.

How long have you been planning your little takeover?

I wasn't planning it at all.

It just happened.

- I'm sure that's what he wants you to think,

your loyal friend, Ah Sahm.