Anthony: Previously on "Crash"...
l'm back, baby! l'm fuckin' back!
You have a meeting this evening, Ben,
with the board of directors.
Don't you see what's happening here?
Jules is setting you up,
making sure you make an ass of yourself in front of the board
so they can fire you, and then her hands are clean.
l've been promised some fresh new ideas
about how to reinvigorate the music industrry.
Ben's here to give us the answers.
What is your master plan? Or do you really have one?
What if music were free?
Put our entire music librarry on the net for free?
( siren wailing )
- What are you doing? - You ever gonna talk to me again?
You think you can just force your way back into my life?
Kenny: You're not returning my calls, you won't let me see the boys.
What the fuck else am l supposed to do?
l'm Detective Gill. We need to take you into custody.
- For what? - Unlawful detention.
Kidnapping?
Did you hold up a school bus this morning
- and refuse to let anyone go? - Oh, come on.
So you're suspended.
You want to come back to work here,
get it together, Battaglia, now.
You know, for 10 days l was lying in that hospital bed.
Only two things were on my mind:
you and Nicky.
We arrested Park, which is why l want you to come down and make a statement
to ensure he gets locked up.
You do know these two guys, right?
That's Mr. Park, and he's a detective in this division.
Look, l know you got a hard-on for Axel,
but l want to make sure Park pays for what he did to that little girl.
He's gonna get it. l need a little more time.
l want him.
( theme music playing )
( sighs )
He's here.
Axel: You seem to be forgetting that l'm a cop.
( Park chuckles ) You're a cop like l'm a benevolent community leader.
You owe me $10,000. l'll forget about the insurance.
Axel: What the fuck are you talking about? l don't owe you nothing.
Park: l pay you. You don't deliver.
Oh, really?
Rock and Shin not dead enough for you?
You paid me to kill whoever killed the shop owner,
and an all-you-can eat kimchi festival won't raise them.
Those two are fucking dead.
l did what you asked. l earned that money.
- What about Eddie? - Ambulance guy?
He had nothing to do with killing the shop owner.
Look, l was paid to find whoever killed your friend Kyung.
And services were rendered.
What do you want, a fucking receipt?
l asked Eddie to help this girl.
lnstead, he acted like some kind of hero, involved the police.
l can't trust him.
- He have to be punished. - Why?
Dai Sek's taking the fall for the rape.
Eddie Choi is no longer a threat.
And l always say if there's no threat, let sleeping dogs lie.
This dog bit me.
lf you had finished the job,
Eddie Choi wouldn't be here to betray me.
Yeah, and if my grandmother had a dick she'd be grandpa.
Bottom line me, Park, because l'm getting a little annoyed
with your Charlie Chan shit.
l have three points of leverage over you:
your wife, your son,
and the skinny cop you're fucking.
Bottom fucking line.
You take care of Eddie Choi and we're done.
Jules: l've been thinking about your idea
of putting our entire music library on line for free.
l hate to admit it, but...
it's brilliant.
Thanls.
Oh, shit. This is mine?
Everyone needs a place where they can hang their hat.
So when can you deliver?
l'm sorrry?
A date for your proposal.
Um--
l need a list of properties we're gonna offer,
along with an overall strategy for rolling this out by launch meeting.
Marketing will want final copy and art
for radio, web, lifestyle,
retail, P.O.P., print and direct mail outlets
to we make sure we've got this thing surrounded.
And you might want to consider reaching out directly to the artists
so they don't try to beat us up for money.
You might want to prepare a variance in mechanicals
versus straight sales for finance,
and breakout costs for digitizing our entire catalog.
Which brings me to the l.T. guys.
You think our servers are gonna be able to handle this kind of traffic?
God, there are so many moving parts to this thing.
l can't wait to hear what you have for us.
- So, when will it be ready? - Um--
- Soon. - Not soon enough.
We need to fast-track this baby.
l know you don't have a lot of time,
so if l were you l'd start working on the mashups.
And just a little word-- l wouldn't rely on my dad for a lot of help on this.
He's not so good with deadlines.
His attention span refreshes everry two minutes.
Uh, this is a lot of work.
Anthony, even the best ideas are worthless if you can't deliver.
All right. lt'll get done.
Excuse me. Here are those papers that you wanted.
Fantastic. Thank you so much.
Yeah.
Oh, this is a contract.
l'm already under contract with Ben.
You're working for me.
But if you want to be a part of CMG,
you need to have Ben sign the standard release form
which will wave any claims he has on you,
and you'll be a free man.
Ben will never sign this.
l wanna see my husband.
Okay. Hey, is Lieutenant Finet around?
l think he's out on the street.
Oh, okay. Give him a call
and tell him his wife is graciously helping me with my investigation, okay?
Thanks. Hey, Nicky, your mom and l
are going to talk down the hall for a few minutes,
so why don't you grab yourself
a soda or some candy from the machines?
Oh, l'm sorrry. Can he have sugar?
Okay. Here you go.
We won't be long. And not too much.
Um, right this way.
When did you get the call that your husband had been shot?
- That night. - What time?
l don't remember.
10:00-- whenever he was shot.
- And you were at home? - Yes, with my son.
The phone records show that they
tried you a few times at your home
before reaching you on your cell.
Then you went straight to the hospital?
- Yes. - And you brought your son?
No. l got a babysitter.
Hmm.
That late?
What was her name?
Jamie, but l don't have her number with me.
lt's not in your phone?
l keep everrything in my phone.
lt's an amazing device. God forbid l ever lose it.
So l heard you had a tussle with Officer Bebe Arcel at the hospital
and you're aware that your husband was allegedly involved
in an affair with Officer Arcel.
That's in the past.
And you're aware that your husband was shot outside of her house.
Of course l am.
There are some verry interesting facts
from the crime reconstruction report.
You see, it seems that the shooter and Axel
were only 8'-10' apart.
And from the trajectorry of the bullet,
they were standing right in front of each other.
But Axel claims he didn't see who shot him.
Hmm?
l love thinking about this shit, you know,
comin' up with theories,
crossing them out, reworking them, you know,
until just, you know--
bam!
--it cracls.
Man, l just love that!
( coughing )
l need your help.
You were my hyung.
You still are.
That was 10 years ago.
You always looked out for me.
You showed me how to run the streets with respect,
with tradition.
That was a different time.
The shit with Rock and Shin-- l didn't have a choice.
They knew the risk but they didn't care.
They died for nothing.
l'm not dying for nothing, Mikey.
l'm gonna go at Park and end this shit.
l tried to expose him when l turned in that girl, but it fell apart.
Now Park is gonna be coming after me.
You picked a fight with the wrong dog, Eddie.
That's why l need guys you trust,
guys who understand that going against Park is right,
people who still give a shit about what matters.
Do yourself a favor and leave L.A.
Do what l didn't do and leave this shit behind.
l can't.
Hyung, l'm asking for protection.
You're asking me to round up Koreans to take out other Koreans.
l'm asking you to protect me from the guys that have broken from tradition,
guys who rob and kill their own.
l'm asking you to protect me from the fucking guy
who takes our own little girls against their wills and pimps them out.
( sighs )
( cheering on TV )
Hey, Amy, l'm just checking in on you.
l wanted to say hi to the boys.
Give me a call when you get this, will you?
All right.
Do you have to work in that tit bar?
lt's a gentlemen's club.
Please.
And yeah, since you deported my husband
and got me tossed out of the community, l do.
So, tell me, how's your therapy going?
lt wasn't as bad as l thought.
Good.
So, what's his name?
- Who? - Your marriage counsellor.
l don't know-- David Egan, l think.
Ooh, nice.
What do you mean, "ooh, nice"?
There is a picture of him on the department website.
He's cute.
He's gay.
Not a chance.
What, are you saying Amy's hot for this guy?
Even a housewife with a half-dead libido reaches a limit.
Her husband cheats on her repeatedly.
Maybe at first it's unconscious,
but she picks a handsome and sensitive therapist.
She's building a bridge.
And a handsome guy like that, a shrink--
he's completely aware of it. He knows exactly what she's doing.
And as far as she's concerned,
one day... ( sighs )
( whispers ) it just happens.
Amy's not like that.
She's weeping. He's consoling her.
Her hand brushes his--
All right, shut up. Just-- l got it.
You're right. Amy's not like me.
- She's a good woman. - Yeah.
You should keep her.
Ben: lt would be like Apple releasing their new iPhone
without telling anyone when they're releasing it.
l mean, keep everrybody excited, you tell them it's coming,
and pretty soon lines will form just for the hell of it.
And then when you finally throw open your doors
at 3:00 AM in the morning,
people will be more excited than a 12-year-old with his first hard-on.
Absolutely. Hit 'em hard with emails, texts,
and an extensive viral campaign.
Ben: Viruses are exciting. l know that they are.
Uh--
l made a rough schedule.
First we gotta sit down with some programmers or some shit
about hosting all this traffic
when everyone tries to download at the same time.
What?
Well, Jules--
she's sweating me for a deliverry date.
Young people should all have to work in a verry busy restaurant
with a brilliant chef who teaches them their place in the kitchen.
The dishwasher needn't comment to the saucier
about the consistency of his demi-glaze,
or a busboy open his pie hole
when he's around the wine steward.
No way. l'm flagging.
And l don't want anything fancy, you know--
no foam, no syrup.
But l imagine a time like today,
one would go for a double espresso,
and l don't mean from that bilge water they got out there either.
Hold up. You--
you want me to get coffee?
Everrybody has their place,
and l'm paying your salarry as my driver.
Thank you.
Okay now, where were we? Oh, yeah.
No release date. That's verry important.
Chad: l agree. l agree. l totally agree.
Eddie.
Just give me a few seconds.
l gave you a lot more. What did you do with it?
l can provide you protection--
for you and your family.
How?
l have a friend in lCE who will put them somewhere safe
until this whole thing blows over.
They want Park for human trafficking and are willing to foot the bill.
Just as long as l give a statement and testify.
Anything that will corroborate any evidence they already have or acquire.
l'm not a rat.
l'm not the bad guy, Eddie.
Let me do this for you and your family.
l refuse to go into hiding.
You have to.
Things are too dangerous.
We came here to build a new life.
lf we have to run from that,
then what do we have left?
You don't have a choice.
Eddie encountered some illicit activity involving Mr. Park.
He did the right thing and reported it to me.
Unfortunately, the case broke down and Park went free,
so your family may be in a lot of danger.
l'm sorrry.
No, this wasn't a random shooting.
l mean, of course, somebody could have followed him home.
But what about the location, huh--
right in front of his girlfriend's apartment?
Somebody knew he was going there.
And that's when l realized
it was you.
Must have been painful.
l mean, how many times did you ask him to stop going there,
stop seeing her?
lt must have broken your heart.
You must have laid there in your bed
night after night, praying that--
you know, he'd given her up.
But he didn't.
And so you started looking for a way out.
And when he'd say those same old things over and over
about you and Nicky,
you needed him to say them.
You believed him. He's verry believable.
But he went back
to Officer Bebe Arcel night after night
for 18 months!
And that's where he was when he was shot,
and that's where he was when you shot him.
Fuck you.
Sit the fuck down, God damn it!
Sit the fuck down right now.
♫ Nah, homie, you ain't hot like l ♫
♫ No, nah, playa, you ain't hot like l ♫
♫ Nah, playa, you ain't hot like l ♫
♫ l know you wish you was this fly ♫
♫ But nah, playa, you ain't hot like l... ♫
Yo, Uncle Roger,
you see that photo?
( laughs ) Yeah, baby.
Got my own office.
Working on some stuff.
You know, multiple projects in various stages of development.
What you mean "that sound like some bullshit"?
Whatever, man. You just keep cutting hair. Shit.
And leave your radio on. l'm sure l'm gonna have some shit on it--
Anthony, this project's heated up. l need you right away.
Yo yo, l gotta jump.
You know, Chad-- he's got some great ideas
but he's still pretty unfocused.
You want to just bounce some stuff off me,
hear what l got, come up with a plan?
No, l want you to get the fuck out
so Chad can get into his office.
No, this is my office. Jules gave this to me.
Jules.
The plans have changed. You're gonna assist Chad,
and he and l are going into the music vaults and get them ready.
- Come on, let's go. - You're kidding, right?
No, l'm not kidding. Come on, man. Come on. Now.
l have to make things right so you and abeoji can come home.
We're ready to go when you are.
lf l'm in protective custody, Park's gonna know.
Best thing for me to do is hide in plain sight.
lf something happens to you, they'll kill the deal.
Your family won't be protected.
l'm still gonna cooperate.
l'll do anything they ask me to as long as they hide my family.
Chad Wells's office.
Let me see if l can get him.
l'm sorrry. l don't have him right now. Can l take a message?
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Okay. Thanks.
Hey. l left a few things in Ben's office. You get them?
l need lunch reservations tomorrow for two,
someplace real nice for me and Jim Jones.
Also call Al Whitter in marketing, Joe Hammons in publishing,
get them both together to meet with Ben and l later today.
And-- yeah, tomorrow morning
l need an appointment for this.
This is a nail salon.
Ask for Suzie. Thanls, bro.
What are you thinking,
interviewing Axel's wife in his own house?
Finet's dirty, and l can use the wife to leverage his statement--
conspiracy, extortion, maybe a double homicide.
You're dipping in some real shit here,
so before you step in it and track it all over the department,
throwing accusations of major crime
involving one of my lieutenants and his wife,
you better show me some hard evidence.
You gotta bring the A.D.A. in on this, let her decide.
Oh, l sure as shit ain't taking this upstairs
until l see some long pretty legs on it.
Cap, listen to me.
l got something here.
Now, l don't think it,
l know it.
So now l'm stuck fetching coffee for Ben's poindexter?
We all have to start somewhere.
Yeah, but l'm on the inside
- of this music vault business. - Don't kid yourself.
You drove my father to a car wash and a strip club.
From what l saw, Ben came up with the idea.
Yeah, but l set the table.
And now it's dessert time and Ben wants his coffee,
so shouldn't you be running along?
Look, kid,
welcome to my life.
This is Ben's M.O.--
he meets you, falls in love with you,
promises you the world,
and there is nothing better than being the center of Ben Cendars's attention.
But then his A.D.D. kicls in and he's on to next month's flavor.
lt happened to me and my mother.
lt happened to his next family.
From what l can put together it happened to that crazy old doctor
and now it's happening to you.
l wish l could help you but you're under contract with Ben.
Yeah, l read that waiver you gave me.
lt releases me from my contract with Ben,
but on page 14 it also says
Ben relinquishes 2% of his voter stock to you,
giving you back the majority shares of the company.
You'd be back in control.
Nice catch. Attention to detail--
l like that.
You really think l'd do that to Ben?
The jurry's still out. l certainly wouldn't judge you for it.
l've seen men pimp out their own daughters
to get ahead in this business.
You either do it or you don't.
Have you had any urges?
You're still seeing her, aren't you?
No, of course not.
What is it about her that's so different from the rest of them?
Why am l getting the third degree here?
l mean, you're the one who doesn't pick up the phone when l call.
l'd like the both of you to really listen to one another
before you react to your own thoughts and emotions.
Don't finish each other's sentences,
jump ahead of one another,
but really focus on what the other person is saying.
Part of restoring the health of your marriage is honest communication.
Have you had any urges, Kenny?
How about you, David?
You know, a beautiful woman comes in, she's in distress.
You're the white knight,
the savior.
l mean, you've got to have urges.
lt's only natural, right? l mean, that's what we're doing here.
We're not here to talk about him, Kenny.
l have verry clear boundaries
which after many years of practice l've never crossed.
No, l'm sure. l understand, but what if she's weeping?
She puts your arms around you,
would you put your arms around her to console her?
- ls that how it worls? - What the fuck is the matter with you?
This is a common obsessive fantasy and it is derailing our session.
l'm just saying, what if her hand grazes your prick,
- all right? And you got a hard-on... - Kenny!
...are you gonna act on that?
- For Christ's sake! - What?
You know what? l'm sorrry.
This ain't gonna work for me.
Just a minute.
l think we just made progress for the first time.
We've just seen how powerful a grip
Kenny's sexual obsession is having on your marriage.
All right. So now what?
Transference is emotional self-defense.
Now we're really making progress.
All right. All right.
Well, so what?
lf we can't do anything about it,
then what difference does it make?
You've tried to repair your relationship, at Kenny's suggestion.
You have date night once a week,
you take trips, just the two of you,
like to visit your friends in San Francisco last year.
How the fuck does he know about that?
How do you know about that?
l've, uh--
l've been in therapy for two months.
Amy needed you here, Kenny, to progress with the therapy.
What the hell happened to honest communication?
- ls that out the fuckin' window now? - Oh, you know--
- What? - l've been coming here because of you.
Believe me, if it wasn't for David,
- l'd have lost my mind by now. - Oh, get out of here.
Fuck this.
Amy: Great.
What? Get out. Leave!
Fine.
l'll be by the car. Come down when you're ready.
You've been keeping this from me for two months?
Have you been seeing this guy outside the office?
You cheated on me, remember?
That's why we're here.
l've never cheated. And if l did,
l've had plenty of opportunity to throw it in your face.
You know what, Amy? l got a problem, right?
l'm admitting that. l'm taking care of it.
l'm gonna give this little thing an on/off switch, all right?
( laughs ) You have no idea how stupid you sound.
Tell me you're not attracted to this guy.
What difference does that make?
So you do find him attractive?
ls that what you're telling me?
Look, you shithead,
- l lost my virginity to you. - Oh, come on.
Besides those other two guys in college it has just been you.
We were broken up when you fucked those two guys.
l told you all about 'em.
And if l fuck David, you'll be the first to know.
Did you?
ls that how you talk to the mother of your children?
You're so fuckin' retarded.
Grow up.
Just give me a chance here, kiddo, okay?
l don't want to keep doing this to you.
All right, l did
and you're not going to.
l told you this was it.
Look, to tell the truth, l love that you're ready to shoot this guy over me.
Yeah, it shows you still care on some neanderthal level.
But l gotta tell you,
it is fucked up in its own way.
l need a break, Kenny.
Officer Arcel is right outside.
What do you know?
Should l bring her in? Huh?
That Bebe, she's something else--
a hard worker, terrific personality.
( laughs )
She must have one hell of a pussy, l'll bet.
lt's gotta be so sweet and tight.
l mean, why else would Axel hit that night after night?
Come on, they work together,
they spend all their fucking time together,
yet he bangs the shit out of her night after night.
l should have shot her.
What?
What did you say?
l heard you. But what did you say?
You said, "l should have shot her,"
didn't you? Meaning instead--
instead of your husband?
lnstead of someone else-- instead of your husband?
You just admitted it.
You did. God damn it, you did!
And you did it on videotape.
lt's not a confession.
Oh, come on. She said it:
"l should have shot her."
lt's not enough. You know that.
Okay, come on. Just give me
a couple more hours with her and she'll cop.
l spoke to her.
She wants a lawyer.
lf what she's saying you said is true
about Finet's mistress having great pussy--
are you out of your fucking mind?
l got her to open up, didn't l?
Look, you're going too far with this Ahab shit.
- Come on. - Listen to me.
Finet may not be the white whale.
l'll talk to the brass, open a proper investigation,
build a case.
His fucking wife is in the other room
and she's on the brink of a full confession.
She asked for a lawyer. You get nothing--
not from her, not from him.
- ( knock on door ) - Excuse me, Captain.
( clears throat )
l know my wife is being questioned as a suspect in my shooting.
l'm sure it's just standard police business but it's pretty unnerving.
So what?
lt looks like, uh, Detective Cooper's
trrying to gain leverage to force a statement
regarding my alleged illegal involvement with Chun Soo Park.
l can't have my wife dragged through the shit, so--
fuck it, l'll give you your statement.
- You come here to confess? - l come here to tell the truth.
- You want a union rep? - Lieutenant, l need to advise you
- of your rights. - l know my rights.
For the past nine months l've been involved in an undercover operation
against Park and his criminal enterprise.
Here are my logs of all meetings,
any money received, requests Park made.
Bullshit.
My operation has been fully documented
- with the department since last year. - No one notified me.
l notified Captain Feore and filled him in as necessarry
before he retired. l guess he checked out
- before he finally got his watch. - That was convenient.
l logged subject 10244. lt's all right there.
Um...
well... ( sighs )
it's still bullshit.
lt's a cover storry.
What?
l got Park on tape confirming that he hired me to kill
two Korean gangbangers who were involved in the murder of a shop owner.
And then they ended up executed, right?
l made Park believe l killed Rock and Shin to gain his trust.
Finet, you're bullshitting me, right?
l mean, that's a bridge too far, even for you.
- ls it? - Yeah?
Maybe that's why he hired a hit man to come after me.
- Mm-hmm. - Really?
Park threatened my family, and it's all in that tape.
l'll have a team go pick him up.
When he learns that l've been in deep,
l'm sure he'll be verry chatty.
Captain.
You can't possibly buy this shit.
( R&B song playing )
Oh yeah, that's good. Yeah, that'll work.
That'll work.
Okay, l got an espresso and an americano.
Didn't know which one you wanted,
l mean, that is, if you still want one.
Whichever one you don't want l'll take.
After the big launch, we should have an artist of the week
and we should give their entire catalog away for free.
Huh? No, l don't think you should--
Chad: Now, we don't want to overexpose this thing.
You're right. You're absolutely right.
l think we should think about releasing our most current hits
then work backwards from there.
Ben: No, we should just release what we have now.
We've got tons of stuff.
Actually what we have now are B-sides from the Toads.
Ben: Everrybody loves the Toads.
Oh, we need to digitize them.
Uh-oh. We got Earth Opera, we got Blues Magoos,
and Boz. Yeah.
The fuckin' Boz is back!
- Love that! - ( laughs )
Your lawyers sent these over to be signed.
l don't understand what they're for.
You should read it carefully.
Oh, that's what l have the elves to do.
You know, l pay them, they read and l execute.
Do you mind turning those pages for me?
Chad: Yeah, flip 'em for him.
Contracts were originated because people were afraid of getting fucked.
( laughs )
But l've seen a lot of people get fucked with contracts,
and l fucked those people myself, real hard.
Yeah. Anyone who puts too much faith in them
doesn't understand that, uh--
litigation can be a blessed thing.
- ( pen scrawls ) - All right.
l just alerted the Captain and your boy Cooper
about my undercover stint against Park.
l laid everrything on the table--
nine months of work.
l still need to find out who killed those two bangers.
l could have closed them,
but that crazy son of a bitch almost jeopardized everrything.
l just needed a few more weels.
l told you about my C.l.
Oh, he could have been killed behind this shit,
but he gave me a name.
Who?
Our friend Eddie. Mmm.
He knows something, and l'm gonna get it out of Park.
So, everrything l've heard--
roughing up the E.M.T.'s father, threatening to kill him,
- going to the grocerry store-- - lt's all part of the cover, Babe.
l never hurt the old guy.
Scared the shit out of him, yes,
but l had to.
His shop is part of Park's extortion racket.
Don't tell me you believe that asshole Cooper,
that l was the psychotic one.
He even tried to use my wife against me,
saying that she's the one that shot me.
The same wife you told me you were gonna leave?
Jessie's pulling a crew together to go bust Park.
l need you to report to him.
Oh!
Come here.
Let's go. Come on.
( phones ringing )
What are you doing?
( whispers ) l'm looking for bugs.
My daughter is gearing up for war,
and the only reason that she is playing along with the music vault idea
is because it's the only idea on the table.
lf it succeeds, she grabs credit.
lf it fails, it's on us.
What about your boy Chad?
He's a Wharton J.D.-M.B.A. graduate.
l brought him in, but l don't trust him.
l need him in there. Man, l need you out here.
Yeah?
ln this cubicle so l can fetch coffee?
Shh.
l don't need you isolated from everrything, man.
l need you out here where you can be my eyes and ears for everrything.
l mean, she's my daughter and l love her,
but her first order of business is to give me the bum rush out of here.
And like any good student of power-mongering,
she's looking for my weakest link,
and she thinks it's you.
So she would come to you and offer you a deal.
Has she done that yet?
No.
Well, she will soon.
And when she does, we have her.
Hey.
How did it go today?
A little messy.
She's seeing this guy behind my back,
- so we're taking a break. - What?
Yep.
She said this was it, the last stop.
Needs a break.
What's so fucking funny?
She'll come back.
You wanted me to fuck this up, didn't you?
- l thought you worked already. - l did.
l have a private party tonight.
- You got a what? - A bachelor party.
Don't wait up.
Put his ass over there.
l'm telling you, he's dirty.
Then how do you explain that file--
that he created a smokescreen of half-truths to cover his trail,
that he had the foresight to plan an exit strategy nine months ago?
Finet's not that smart.
l gotta get the hell out of here.
( glass jangles )
( folk music playing )