Rush Hour - First Season

Previously on Rush Hour...

How's your sister doing, by the way?

She still a part of that Chinese gang that kills people?

Any of them have this mark, they're Quantou.

- Kung Pow? - Quantou.

I didn't know if you were alive or dead.

I'm alive and well, brother.

Quantou gave me opportunities.

You cannot dishonor our family any further.

This has to stop.

His sister's out there somewhere.

I'm gonna indulge him.

Gonna follow his lead.

Are you sure you want to go down this path?

I'm right there with you.

The MSS managed to embed a secret agent

inside the organization.

This is Agent Kim Lee.

Detective Lee's sister. I thought you were dead.

You cannot share any of this with my brother.

Pop quiz, Julia.

What day is it?

- Do we have to do this every Friday? - Yep.

You just won dinner and a movie after work.

Unless you'd rather go dancing.

Forecast calls for a dance storm.

Wait for it. Bah.

Okay, you have a customer.

Be right with you, sir.

So?

I told you, I don't date guys I work with.

Fine, then I quit.

So I'm sorry, sir, but I'm not...

Julia.

Oh, my God.

Hey, somebody help us!

Hey.

What is wrong with you?

I don't know, but I'm sure you're about to tell me.

You just threw open the door without checking curb height.

You could have scraped the underside of the door.

Does that affect the car's performance?

No, it'll still drive fine.

It'd just have a "scrapey" under-door.

Would you prefer my honest response

or an insincere apology?

I'll go with insincere apology.

- Sorry. - Thank you very much.

Don't see this a lot.

Bank job with no gun.

Culprits managed to incapacitate

everyone in the building with fentanyl.

An aerosol anesthetic used by vets on large animals.

In the wrong concentration, it can be lethal.

Well, fortunately, that's not the case here.

No casualties, but 37 victims have been transported

to area hospitals for treatment.

We got anything from the bank's surveillance cameras?

Anything? Yes.

Anything useful?

I mean, see for yourself.

Masked and covered, fully stealth.

Honestly, they look pretty cool.

There any good news?

There is. They hit five separate teller windows,

pulling a million in cash from each.

And this is good news?

As a routine security protocol,

the bank slipped one of these special bills

into every 10,000 stack.

Each one is embedded

with a radio frequency identification device.

Emits a low-powered signal that can be traced with one of these.

Treasury agents aided by LAPD have started

to work a grid pattern across the city.

I mean, we get within range of a marked bill,

we'll be able to find whoever's carrying it.

Should get a copy of that surveillance video over to SID,

see if there's anything they can do to enhance the images.

Carter, the money.

I was gonna give it back.

Mm-hmm.

Bank job in broad daylight.

No gun. No witnesses.

No mistakes.

Our move.

Let's go.

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Okay, deal is deal.

Want bigger cut?

I give you big cut.

Right across your throat.

Ya.

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What's going on out there?

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Hey, you can't be here.

Where do you think you're going, huh?

Now, who the hell are you?

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Say that again.

How do I get a business license?

A license to conduct my business.

Since when do you have business?

Since 11:45 when I bought one.

I mean, it's a small upstart company,

but in terms of market share

and potential earning,

ah, man, it's poised to explode.

I got it for 160 bucks.

Since when do you have 160 bucks?

Since last night when I won it off my friend Billy

in a poker game.

- I got the world on a string, baby. - (phone ringing)

You already... Hang on a sec.

Carter.

Carter, I'm tracking a signal on those marked bills

from the bank robbery.

And?

I got a hit.

How you doing, buddy?

I'll call you back.

So... how's the whole "got the world on a string" thing

going for you?

Oh, the string's broken.

It's definitely broken.

I don't know what's worse.

The stolen money in your pocket

or the fact that your idea of a business is that.

Hey, "that" is no mere dog, okay?

This is a profit machine.

- Does it poop money? - Better.

He rides a skateboard.

Yeah, that's right, I go out to Venice,

and the people lose their mind.

They start throwing money, and it's just raining cash.

People throw money for that?

According to the guy who sold it to me.

But here's the thing.

I can't seem to get him to ride on the board.

Every time I pull one out, he bites me.

I feel like he thinking about biting me right now

just for bringing it up.

I'm sorry. I won't say it no more.

All right, can we get this stinky-ass creature out of here?

- (whimpering) - Thank you very much.

Be careful, man.

Don't rub his underbelly.

He don't like that.

Little something you forgot to tell us about your friend Billy.

He's a member of the Pico Villains.

Billy Boone? Why would he be?

The man already gets respect.

He's flush with cash.

And he's got a crew of thug gangsters that watch his b...

Oh, Billy's in a gang!

That money that he gave you was stolen

from the Century Pacific Savings & Loan.

Did he tell you how he came into that money?

No, and I didn't ask him.

When people give me a handful of cash,

I don't stick around to collect additional details.

You think the Pico Villains

could have been behind the robbery?

Nah, it's not really their style.

They're into narcotics, not gas and banks with cash.

Hey, guys, two things.

One, dog just pooped in the hallway.

And two, Santa Monica PD just called.

We got another hit on the marked bills.

Let's go.

Just stay out of trouble.

I absolutely will.

Not.

And left and right and bob and weave

- and bob and weave and uppercut... - Hey.

Carol, take over for a minute.

Help you guys out?

We're investigating a theft.