Black Rain

-What's happening? - Nick, we've got a young punk here.

- Nice bike. Fast, huh? - Yeah.

- You want to bet? - Ain't you got nothing betterto do?

I say $50 on Nick.

- What do you say? - Yeah, sure.

I'll take your social security.

You're a real fucking whacko, you know that, pal?

Nicky, it's me. The school called again.

We're three months behind. I told them we'd send a cheque.

I'm taking the kids to Mom's on Saturday.

Good luck today. Bye.

Nick Conklin? Barney Adell, attorney.

Do yourself a favour, wear a jacket and tie today.

How are you, pal?

Patrick has been calling Sister Elizabeth names.

- I called her an ugly goose. - That's not so bad.

Give this money to Mommy. I'll see you in two days.

Have a good day at school.

All right, hang on tight.

I hope somebody is paying you to wear that suit.

Come on, get on. I don't want anybody to see you like that.

- New shoes, $85 a pop. - I hope you're wearing socks.

Ladies of the 80's are going for shoes.

They say it's the second place they're looking.

I heard that an lnternal Affairs review isn't all that bad.

- I'll let you know when it's over. - Show up in uniform, with your medals.

I'm serious. You've got commendations up the yin yang.

- Vincent, let's go. - Yeah, hold on to your dick.

- Meet me at Scalari's for lunch. - We'll see how it goes.

If you don't show up, you're going to be in real trouble.

13:00, do or die.

- You watch your tail. - Yeah.

You'll walk. Just tell the truth. Run your mouth, they'll screw you.

- I've got nothing to hide. - I hope not, for my sake.

- Hi Nick, good luck. - Thanks.

- How's your lawyer? - I hardly know him.

If these people get their way, you'll get to know him real well.

You'll be sending his kids through college.

- That's an impressive record. - A regular hero.

- Tell me about Monte Ronan. - Good cop.

He's the kind of guy you want around when the shit goes down.

- That's what you think. - Yeah.

- He's dirt. - Yeah? Have you worked the streets?

We've got 30 homicides a week.

- Tell us about Patrick Donleavy. - My client knows of no malfeasance.

28 June, '88. Your unit arrested three suspects.

Cash was logged in at $65,000 and change.

We have reason to believe there was over $73,000.

- Our sources say... - Just listen to the cops.

It depends on the cops. Some heroes think the rules don't apply.

I try to do my job. It ain't easy, but I'm clean.

You have two kids in school. House payments.

Alimony and an apartment. I admire your thrift.

- Well, life's a bitch. - You're out at least 1,000 a month.

If you want to charge me, charge me. If not, go back to your office.

We'll charge you. We can always get to a dirty cop.

You want dirt, go to City Hall. Don't come here busting my ass!

- Suits! - Are you okay?

How are the girls in Japan?

What is the most important control exercised by a sergeant?

- A, cost control? - B, manpower control.

What are we going for here, sergeant or the supreme court?

How are you doing, Joe? Give me a Scotch.

- That bad? - I can't take any more of this shit.

He's going to be drinking his lunch.

To the lnternal Affairs Division: Fuck 'em!

You ought to think about that. It's a fast way to get to headquarters.

- You never know. - That's right.

- Did you see Abolafia? - I saw him.

- I hear he's importing Subarus. - Wise guys have got to eat, too.

Lunching with the mob. Intelligence has probably got this place wired.

Just talk into my left titty.

Look out!

What's going on?

- Don't even think about it. - It's done, babe.

What did you say?

Sit down. Relax.

Just relax. Mind your business.

- Joe, call 911. - Police!

- Hold it! - Get out ofthe way!

Police! Get out of here!

Get the fuck out of here.

The guy who came through here, where did he go?

Get out!

Out! Get out!

- Nicky, where are you? - Here!

You hear me? Are you okay?

Up. I've got him... Up!

Okay, nice and easy.

Come on.

You little fuck.

You little shit!

Take him out of here.

Are you okay?

Japanese mob.

The victims are certainly yakuza.

What were the Jap mob and the Mafia doing over lunch?

- Nobody knows nothing? - Nobody knows dick.

- Is that the paper the box was in? - Yeah.

The famous box.

I'm going downstairs to give our little darling a talk.

He doesn't speak English and he ain't talking too much Japanese.

- Who's this guy? - Japanese Embassy.

- They want him first. - My collar, my case.

I got two clean homicides in there. I almost bought it.

If they want him, they can have him... after 20 years to life.

- What's this? - The State Department.

They talk to me, I talk to you. Shit rolls downhill.

You and Vincent are talking him back.

- This is bullshit! - Don't start up again, Nick.

You already went off in their faces. Take a breather, relax.

- Get a geisha. Do us both a favour. - Give that to lnternal Affairs.

They can water my plants.

I'll stand behind you 100%... as long as you're right.

As long as you're right.

What is it costing the city to send this asshole home?

It isn't worth the cost of the dirt to bury him.

You know Ronan, right? He's a good cop.

- Yeah, he's a good cop. - He's a good cop.

He busts his ass 14 hours a day and ends up in debt for life.

Now look at this asshole. The man is wearing my house payments.

What Ronan did was wrong.

He just took something off a dealer he locked up.

You wait till you get a family. The man was just trying to get by.

What the fuck are you looking at?

- What happened? - I don't know.

He bit his lip or something. Seat belt tight, babe?

We've got the local heat.

I think you are looking for us. Detective Conklin from New York.

Welcome to Japan. I am Inspector Nashida.

This is my partner, Detective Vincent.

Do you have some paperwork for us?

Would you sign here and here, please?

Key, please.

Thank you.

Come on, Nicky.

Off duty! I'll be in and out of geishas like a Time's Square pickpocket.

Remember ladies, if you get bored, Hotel Meiji.

I am Inspector Yamato, Osaka Police.

They were dressed as offiicers. It was in Japanese.

All right?

They were wearing uniforms. They had the paperwork.

Definite maybes and definite don't knows.

It ain't a lot of fun over here.

I went by the book. There's no way to verify the ID.

- Maybe, I don't know. - Nine definite maybes.

- Could I score some coffee? - Coffee? One?

The paperwork is in Japanese. I can't do a strip search.

I've been here two hours.

How much more time?

He does that one more time, I'll cut it off.

Unbelievable, identical strangers.

This is still an NYPD collar, right?

- Noodles? Don't hurt yourself. - I'll salvage the situation.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Tell the IAD suits to kiss my ass. Enough of this bullshit.

Are we on? Nicky, game time.

We're on, Captain. I'll call you later.

- What did Oliver have to say? - You don't want to know.

- Are you going to be nice? - I'll be nice.

I just hope one ofthese Nips speaks English.

Assistant Inspector Matsumoto Masahiro, Osaka Police.

And I do speak fucking English.

Ask if there were any witnesses at the airport.

The superintendent says it's possible.

Manned space flight is possible. Am I missing something here?

- He's tired from the flight. - Could I get some coffee?

Tell us who this Sato guy is and maybe we can help you.

Translate every word. I want every word translated.

Yes, I understand.

Because of your negligence a criminal has escaped.

- You should apologise. - Our negligence?

They had your documents, your uniforms and were in a secure area.

We'll take some ofthe heat for this but we're not taking the rap.

- The bite, the fall. - The blame.

- This is an insurance policy. - He speaks English.

The police will find your escaped prisoner.

You are foreigners. Nothing more than interested observers.

- Go home, detective. - This is an international incident.

Until you sign off on this dickhead, his ass is mine.

We either work together on this together or I'm going to the Press.

- All right, you can stay. - Thank you.

- You have to leave your guns. - We're police offiicers.

You are civilians here. It is illegal for you to carry a gun.

We understand. Nick, your gun.

- Happy? - All your guns.

You assign us a cop who can find his ass with two hands.

- What? - He wants a tough cop.

Of course. You will have one of our top offiicers.

It sounds good, or he's working on the dinner menu.

- Sayanora, Chief. - Where's our cop?

It is my honour.

Stay close, please.

- Can we take a look at him? - Just a moment.

This is one ofthe phoney cops from the airport.

- Are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure.

He's got no defensive wounds. A nice, clean right-handed cut.

He's a fresh puppy. The perpetrator could be wet.

Look at this.

Nice, maybe he's got two fives for a ten.