The Art of War

Only minutes away from midnight...

here at the fabulous Jade Park Hotel in Hong Kong...

a star-studded event, typical of the man they call the Donald Trump of Asia, David Chan.

Sir, what are your last thoughts as the 20th century fades?

Tonight, we join the rest of the world in celebrating the new millennium.

But next month we Chinese begin the Year of the Dragon.

The year 4698.

Has it been that long?

But seriously, celebrating the new Western millennium...

is quite a symbolic moment for China, Hong Kong and myself.

Vitality and creativity of the West, wisdom and experience of the East.

The fun's about to begin, ladies and gentlemen. Please, join us.

What is he waiting for?

What are you waiting for?

Novak, I'm experiencing the moment.

He's gonna experience a Chinese labor camp moment...

if he doesn't stick to schedule.

We are 10 minutes away, and he's sight-seeing.

Don't worry about it. I'm always right on time.

All right, kids.

We're good to go.

- Got it. - Good stuff.

Not so good.

Thought you said he worked facing the window.

He does.

Not today.

He can't see where the infrared port is.

Hold on. You can never pay too much for good intelligence.

Or a good hooker.

We're good. The ball is up.

We're receiving.

Now, please, join with me in counting us down...

...into China's new future.

Ready?

Three, two, one!

What...? What is it? What's wrong?

Is it Y2K?

Is it Y2K? No, never. It can't be.

Not in my city!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year. Happy New Year. Happy New Year.

Coming at you.

- Yeah! Yeah! - Hey, happy New Year.

Okay, I got him.

- You like? - You like this?

Thirteen-, 14-year-old girls.

Sick fuck.

That's good.

Did you get that?

- Okay? - Yeah.

Let's do it.

Phone.

Here we go.

- Happy New Year, Defense Minister. - Who is speaking?

Well, you could think of me as your conscience.

Sending.

Maybe you should direct your attention to the big screen.

Last month you took $90 million of U.N. aid money, spent it on Chinese missile technology.

That money was for flood victims and starving children.

I'm quite sure the North Korean government won't mind...

but how do you think the world press is gonna react to that?

- What do you want? - You back at the negotiating table...

- ...with South Korea tomorrow. - That is impossible.

Sending.

Oh? Well, just take a look at your monitor.

Well, if it's still an impossibility, press one on your keypad.

If it's a possibility...

Excellent choice.

I think I've been made.

Shaw, I'm picking up a lot of chatter on the security channel.

The man next to Chan is Alex Wingate, media mogul.

United States, united Europe, united China. There's no difference.

- Our blood is 68-percent Coca-Cola. - Opening China's doors...

to the West is more complicated than that.

Oh, Alex, you know we'll try to contribute what we can to make it easier.

And you, sir, who might you be?

Me? I'm Eddie Murphy.

Would you hold this, please?

He hit me!

Okay, go to phase two.

Right. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

I know what's coming.

I'm coming in. Hot.

Line up with the van.

Straight approach.

Mr. Secretary-General...

do you have any comment on North Korea's return to the, peace negotiations?

How were you able to achieve this?

Common sense, patience, mutual respect...

and an abiding understanding that there are cultural differences...

and we're all gonna live with them.

Secretary-General Douglas Thomas leaves the U.N...

after a successful return...

to peace negotiations for North and South Korea.

Great.

I'm gonna become another one of those famous Canadian peacekeepers.

Not famous. Do you know how many Americans...

can name the secretary-general of the United Nations? Three percent.

Well, that's all about to change...

because the press adore you, and U.N. support is on the upswing.

Yeah, and there'd be hell to pay if they ever found out about your tactics.

I know it's unorthodox, but you cannot deny the results.

You know, if this treaty with China could just go through...

the United Nations could possibly become a world power.

It could.

Well, nonetheless, I think we should put a cap on covert operations for the time being.

How's your fellow doing?

He needs a couple months to recover, but, he's in good spirits.

How do you give a medal to someone who doesn't exist for something that didn't happen?

Oh, Jesus.

- I wouldn't give up your day job. - Well, well, well.

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought it was the other shoulder.

Shoot. I thought you'd quit.

I did. This is my last one.

- It's a no-smoking court. - Oh, okay.

So what? You come here to do what? Force me into early retirement?

Well, you know, the thought crossed my mind.

But, to tell you the truth, I was asked to check up on you.

If Madam Hooks wants to find out how I am...

why don't she come down here and see for herself?

You know as well as I do Madam Hooks doesn't do anything...

without gathering a little intelligence first.

What, you? You think you're qualified to test me?

Considering your, fragile condition...

I think I can kick your ass.

Okay. All right.

- I'm ready. - You ready? Yeah!

- Come on, you gonna shoot or dribble? - What does it matter to you?

Goddamn it!

- Are you all right? - Oh, yeah.

- Sorry. Oh, goddamn, man, you're bleeding. - Oh, that's just great.

No, no, no, hold on. Let me take a look. It's bleeding.

Damn.

Oh, yeah, yeah. You're gonna need some silk.

That should do it.

A nurse will be with you in a minute to finish.

Thank you.

It's a good thing I'm an asshole.

Otherwise I'd feel guilty.

You should.

How is it?

Oh, he did a nice job.

Those people make good doctors.

What? Asians. Chinese. You know, they're smart and well-educated.

And, what about these people?

These people have gotta stop getting shot on the job.

I can arrange that.

- Well, you're too young to retire, so... - Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb.

- Don't that burn? - Yes.

- Frank. - What do you got?

Fucking thing came off a Chinese freighter yesterday.

The longshoremen didn't think much of it. Until the sun came up.

Oh, shit.

Our, forensic guy here picked this up.

Oh, I don't speak that language, so I wouldn't know what that means.

Translator says it's Vietnamese.

Talks about the U.N. moving them from some refugee camp in Hong Kong...

- ...looking for a new life in America. - Hong Kong refugees. Ray.

Call Amnesty. See if they can trace these to the ones that disappeared last month.

Yeah, sure, chief.

Thanks.

That's quite a statement, if that's what they wanted to make. Guys.

Think it has something to do with the big Chinese conference in town?

Yeah, 10-6.

...under U.N. supervision.

"The fact remains that although these refugees were housed in Hong Kong...

they were under the supervision of U.N. officers."

Sweatshop.

"You talk of human rights.

Three miles from here, sweatshops."

"A mile from here, homeless people living in doorways.

Yet you lecture my country...

on our human rights record.

- The only right that concerns me... - Chinese Ambassador Jian Tze Wu.

...is the right of 1.5 billion people to eat."

In two days, China signs a U.N. trade agreement...

ending 50 years of isolation, not only culturally, but commercially...

opening the door to 1.5 billion new consumers.

And you think Ambassador Wu is connected to the dead refugees from the boat?

I have my suspicions.

Before becoming U.N. ambassador, he was responsible for refugee resettlement.

Here he is meeting with a group of gentlemen tied to various triad concerns.

Human smugglers.

- Slave traders. - Exactly.

My instinct tells me something is lurking under the surface.

You always think something is lurking under the surface.

Tonight David Chan is hosting a banquet honoring Ambassador Wu.

You want me to put a wire on Wu.

If you're ready. How's the shoulder?

Technically? Fucked up.

There she is. Eleanor.

Here.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

I don't believe we've met.

We still haven't, sir.

Yes, of course.

Would you excuse us, please?

We've been watching Security Council. He was going nuts.

Yes, I saw.