- Do not dwell on the past.
Do not dream of the future.
Concentrate the mind on the present moment.
My name is Smith.
Welcome to Flatland.
- When I first met the devil his name was Khan.
Mine? St. Michael.
The war for the soul of mankind has raged for 3000 years.
The battleground today is Shanghai.
I have forced three young Americans to work for me.
JT the gang banger,
Mr. Mitchell a feared mob lawyer,
and Amy Lee a beautiful young woman.
They will ultimately discover the history
when present and past collide
and where one misstep on either side of the fourth dimension
is fatal.
In the world of Flatland where nothing
is as it appears to be.
My name is Smith.
Welcome to Flatland.
- Hey!
You got time for one more customer?
- That's possible. What did you have in mind?
- So, does this Miss. America have a name?
- Excuse me, yes she does.
And she's prettier than Miss. America.
Her name is Lilly, like a flower in the fields.
- In what field did you find her in?
- Amy introduced us.
- She's a,
she's different.
- Yeah right.
- No seriously, she's
she's just normal.
She makes me a better person.
- Oh no, this is serious.
When can I meet her?
- I got a picture here.
- It's worse than I thought.
- What's that?
- Mitchell!
- Amy.
Amy!
Amy, hey!
- You no good son of a bitch.
Amy?
Is that who you've been seeing behind my back?
You can't even get our names straight.
- Alright, I'm entirely confused here.
- Oh, well let me clear it up for you.
I'm Cara
and for some unknown reason I've been sleeping
with you for the past couple of years.
You forget that?
I always knew you were a no good lowlife.
- I'm totally confused.
Hey, hey, easy!
- And don't come crawling back!
- You need a lift or what?
- JT!
Hey man, I never thought I'd be so glad to see ya.
- I think you need to go and wait for the next car man.
- Hang on, wait. What are you talking about?
You're trying to tell me that your name's not JT Bennet?
- What, does he drive?
- He's a fighter.
- Who's he fight?
- People.
For a guy named Smith.
Geeze, I don't know what I'm saying anymore.
- Well, you say he fights for Smith?
- Yeah.
- I think I can take yo to someone who knows something.
Come on.
- Where the hell have you been?
You gonna tell me where you were or not?
- Enjoying myself.
- I'll bet. Doing some hunting?
I just hope your hobby doesn't interfere with my business.
- I know my job Christine.
- Then do it!
Get close to Smith's girl and let her guide you to him.
- Damn.
You've won already, Smith's hiding.
You control everything here.
- Not while he's alive.
Get me to him and I'll finish him
in Flatland once and for all.
And you can do whatever you want with the girl.
- I'll get right on it.
- There.
That guy's captured.
- You keep playing this like it is checkers.
The object is winning territory
not just taking my pieces.
- But, they count too.
- Not as much as the 10 squares I just got.
- You're good.
- Damn good.
- Oh, and humble.
- I need to talk to you guys.
- One sec.
- Mitchell's gone. He's disappeared.
He was there one minute, then gone.
- You saw him disappear?
- Not exactly.
He and I saw a body in the river.
- In the river?
- Yeah.
The cops fished a woman's body outta there
a few minutes ago.
Point is, he took off after the guy,
I followed, they turned a corner,
I was right there, I got there, they were gone.
Completely gone.
- People just don't vanish.
Right Uncle?
- Sometimes.
- Good. This place I know.
Whoa!
- Lilly, hi.
- Ah, Amy. So glad to see you.
- What's wrong?
- It's Mitchell.
He was supposed to call.
- Look, don't even go there.
He probably got caught up in it and just forgot.
- Has he said anything to you?
- No.
I haven't seen him either.
- Cheating at solitaire again?
- It's the only way I can win.
Here. Pick a card.
What is it?
- Jack of Hearts.
- Now, in this deck there is no Jack of Hearts,
it's sorta like the situation we have here.
- What are you talking about?
- Now you see her.
Now he's gone.
- Yeah, well that's just a trick.
The card's still there.
- Yeah, it's somewhere, but we can't see it.
- Alright, what are you getting at Houdini?
- Mitchell's missing.
He's here, but he's gone.
And I don't know that I know enough magic to get him back.
- Uncle.
- You!
- Hey!
Stop.
- Good.
I'll kill you.
- Who are you?
- It's me, it's Quintin Mitchell.
I thought I was your friend.
- Perhaps.
Alright, you're fighting, but just for now.
Besides, it's late.
- You're getting better all the time.
- Smith.
You surprised me.
What are you doing?
- I'm killing time, which is a stupid thing to do.
Know it's a dumb idea, but I wanted to talk with you.
- When JT gets here we're gonna go look for Mitchell.
- What if he's somewhere where you can't find him?
- What do you mean? Like where?
What was that all about?
- That was a demonstration.
Where were you when I took that swing?
- Right here.
- I doubt that.
How could you make a move like that here?
- Well, it's like I've learned.
- Flatland, but in that instant
were you also here or were someplace
that only looked like here?
- I don't understand.
- Did you get some sleep?
- As much as I could, yes.
Look, where am I?
Okay, there are things that look the same, but they aren't.
There are people that I know, but I don't.
What the hell's going on here?
- That's the way it always is in--
- Flatland.
The past, the present, the laws of nature,
they all twist and turn and curl around each other
like spaghetti in boiling water
and the variations
are endless.
- It happens to people too, Mitchell.
You are in a Flatland where that is happening.
- A Flatland?
- Mitchell's in a Flatland?
You mean there are more than one?
- There are millions of and he's lost in one of them.
- The one you're in is full of people you know,
but really don't.
There is another you here that is the man
I thought I was attacking and he is a killer.
- The man I was following last night
he killed a woman.
- But, you must understand that was you
and when you found yourself committing a murder
in Flatland, this is what happened.
- You know a kids toy?
It's a box, it has levers, it tilts the surface.
The trick is, you run a steel ball through a maze.
If you blow it, plunk.
Game's over.
The ball drops through a hole.
Disappears.
That's what happened to Mitchell.
- How do I get back?
- Someone has to find you.
- This Flatland, where Mitchell is, is it dangerous?
- Yeah.
It's a place he really shouldn't be,
but he's already there along with his really dark side.
- You mean two Mitchells?
- It's a combo, baby.
And when they meet they're not gonna like each other
and if one kills the other one
they both go to the boneyard forever.
By the way, it's that way for all of us
in that Flatland.
- What do I have to do?
- You have to find him before he finds himself.
- I really should speak to Smith.
- I'll help you,
but first I need to prepare.
I'll leave you with someone.
She'll tell you where to meet me.
- How do I do this?
- It may not be possible.
And if you do--
- What Smith?
- You might find your own dark side
and that'll open your eyes quicker than Tequila Sunrise.
It's all real kiddo.
The ugly parts of ourselves
lurking in the corners of Flatland,
just ready
to tear us to shreds.
- Who is this lady Uncle?
- You have not met her yet. The you who is here.
I have tried to guard against that.
Here she is.
- Lilly.
Honey.
- Excuse me?
- Oh sorry, I thought you looked like someone.
- Uncle.
- A friend.
He'll be with us a while.
Take him to Half Moon Street in one hour.
Explain that to her
if you can.
- A friend, huh?
I didn't think we had any left.
Where are you from?
- Here.
Sort of.
I don't really understand it all.
- Do I really look that much like someone else?
- You look exactly like her.
- Who is she?
- Woman I'm involved with.
Was involved with.
- Was it serious?
- I was falling in love with her.
- Maybe we should talk.
Come on. I know a place.
- You mean you lost him?
- He's gone. Disappeared.
- I thought you were doing your job.
- I was.
I had him wrapped around my finger.
I know I could have gotten him to take me to see Smith.
- And now the calling card is gone.
- Maybe one of your people--
- No, there were orders not to touch him
while you wrapped him around your finger.
- He'll turn up again.
- You'd better hop he comes crawling back to your charms.
- I'll find him.
- I would if I were you.
Your life depends on it.
- So, you do there what I do here.
You're a warrior in Flatland fighting to stop Khan.
- Yeah, I guess.
You know, I really don't know.
- Well, in case you haven't noticed,
everything is different here.
Here we're losing .
Khan is very powerful.
You've seen the city, it's like this way everywhere.
Every sin you can ever think of is a way of life here.
- Must be what Hell's like.
- Well, I've considered that,
but every once in a while we win one and the bad guys lose.
And I guess that's why we keep going .
- One more thing.
Would you mind if I got that kiss now?
Great.
At least some things are the same.
- Heist him,
I'll be there later.
Beautiful.
- I thought you were going to see Uncle?
- Been there, done that.
Besides, I'd rather spend some time with you.
For my favorite warrior.
- Thank you. They're lovely.
- You're welcome.
Thought we might spend some time together.
Talk. Get to know each other.
- I'll just put them in some water and be right back.
- Is this the spot?
- Yeah, Linda showed it to me.
- There is a door here.
A door we can't see.
It leads to the Flatland where Mitchell disappeared.
- How do I find it?
- In your mind.
- Uncle.
- I know it's a little strange.
- And how will I find Mitchell?
- When you get there, just remember
it is just like here, but it's not.
Mitchell will go somewhere familiar.
Amy, the key is to think of the darkest part of your life.
That's what lives where you want to go.
Travel well.
- These really are pretty.
- Just like you.
What?
Is there something wrong?
- It's just strange.
I only look like someone you love.
- But looks are a big part of deal my darling.
- I thought love was a lot more.
- Takes two seconds for people to fall in love
and the rest is denial.
Happens to me all the time.
- You're confusing love with lust.
- Am I?
So what?
It's all the same anyway.
- Guess that depends on what you want.
- I'll tell you what I want.
It's what I wanted ever since I got here.
There's a guy named Smith.
- Smith isn't seeing anyone these days.
- And why is that?
- You should know.
His enemies are very powerful, he has to be very careful.
- Will you tell him I'm friendly?
- In Flatland, friends can be dangerous.
- Okay, certainly she can get him a message.
- I don't know.
- Tell him Mitchell wants to see him.
He'll understand.
CatCh you later.
- Love or lust?
- It's all the same.
- A soda water please.
- Hey Cara, what dragged you out of the Cathouse?
- Who's Cara?
- Right, who's Cara.
Any chance you and I can get together and have some fun?
- You
and me?
- I'll pay.
Don't get me wrong it'll be worth it.
- You're kidding, right?
This is a joke.
- No joke baby.
You might even like it.
- Oh I tell you what I'd like.
- Cara, forget what I said.
- Trust me
I will.
Go watch the door.
- I got to ask you a question.
Are you really Amy?
- Instead of some hooker named Cara?
- Oh, you met her too, huh?
- Heard about her.
Come on let's go.
- Here.
- Yeah.
This is where it all started.
- It's where you came out, same as me.
- Well how did you do it?
- Look, what you have to do now
is try and think of where we want to go.
- Okay, anywhere, but here.
- Back home.
And think of something good, a reason to go back.
- Alright, I'll just click my heels together
and say there's not place like home.
- Listen, I can't explain it,
but Uncle can when we get back home.
Something you want. Come on just do it.
- Alright!
What the hell?
What happened?
- Come on.
- Hello.
- There you are.
- I'm Victoria Burns.
- I know.
- Excuse me, but do I know you?
- I was hoping you would, yes.
- Well it looks like Shaw Ming knows you.
- Same sexy killer,
although some things are different.
- How did you find this place?
- Well this city's exactly the same.
You have a gallery here and you have a gallery there.
I think you know what I mean.
- You passed through?
- Yes.
I stumbled across this place a couple of years ago
when I was looking for some sport.
- Those poor young women.
How much do you really know about this place?
- Just that it's easy pickings for what I like.
- You'll find it
fascinating.
Some wine.
- There is one particular victim
that I am looking for at this time.
- Mr. Smith?
- Yes.
Where do I find him?
- First, how about a little sport?
Did you know you have a young lover here?
Her name is Lilly.
- To Lilly.
Lilly.
- Mitchell!
Why did you want to meet out here?
- There's some things I haven't told you.
- Are you alright?
- I am now that I'm back with you.
- But, you didn't call or--
- Shhhh.
I've missed you.
- The smell of your hair.
The touch of your lips.
- This is Quintin Mitchell.
- Yes Mr. Mitchell this is officer Kwan
at the Shanghai homicide.
I'm sorry, I have some very bad news for you.
There's been an accident just by Hong Chow park.
- What I don't understand is,
if Uncle had to show you the way to go
how the hell Mitchell squeezed his butt in?
- Blind, dumb luck?
- Mr blind and dumb himself.
What's up man?
I heard you had a hell of a trip. Come on in.
- I need to see Smith.
- That can wait.
I wanna hear about this place you went to man.
- Not now.
This is important.
- Alright.
Let's go.
- Y'all want me to come?
- Nope.
- Lilly.
- JT!
- Yeah.
- JT.
JT.
- Hey man, what's up?
What you doing back, man?
- What do you mean back?
- You just left with Amy.
Where's Amy?
- I just left here with Amy?
- Yeah, you know you did.
- Alright, where were we going?
- Why you asking silly questions?
- Tell me damn it, where were we going?
- Going to Uncle's man, to meet Smith.
- Where is he?
- Probably in Uncle's room.
- After you.
- Amy!
Amy, you get away from him.
- It's him. It's me from the other Flatland.
You stay down.
- Please. Help me.
- Amy.
Help.
- How did you know?
- The twinkle in your eye.
- You noticed.
- No.
Come on.
- Then what?
- The knife stupid.
You can't even butter your bread with one.
- It's gone with the wind.
I destroyed it.
- I want to go back Smith.
- You can't.
The Mitchell that's there is dead.
You're dead there.
You passed through your history.
Your tapioca city, man.
- But, there's somebody else there.
- Everyone is there Mitchell or a variation on the theme.
- The man who stalked and killed a woman.
- He's gone.
The rest of him's here.
- I don't like knowing what a horror I was.
I never can stay here knowing that.
- But, you will have to never experience that again,
because that door is nailed shut.
Yesterday, tomorrow, forever and a day, just to make sure
I sealed it.
If only I could seal it.