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: REMEMBER THAT NIGHT IN THE GARDEN?
YOU COME DOWN TO MY DRESSING ROOM.
YOU SAID, "KID, THIS AIN'T YOUR NIGHT.
WE'RE GOING FOR THE PRICE ON WILSON."
YOU REMEMBER THAT?
THIS AIN'T YOUR NIGHT.
MY NIGHT?
I COULD HAVE TAKEN WILSON APART, CHARLIE.
SO WHAT DOES HE GET, HUH? WHAT HAPPENS?
HE GETS THE TITLE SHOT OUTDOORS IN THE BALL PARK.
WHAT DO I GET?
A ONE WAY TICKET TO PALOOKAVILLE.
YOU WAS MY BROTHER.
YOU SHOULD HAVE LOOKED OUT FOR ME.
YOU SHOULD HAVE TOOK CARE OF ME A LITTLE BIT
SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO TAKE THEM DIVES
FOR THE SHORT END MONEY.
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I COULD HAVE HAD CLASS.
I COULD HAVE BEEN A CONTENDER.
I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMEBODY
INSTEAD OF A BUM, WHICH IS WHAT I AM
LET'S FACE IT.
Blowfish: NOT BAD, NOT BAD.
YOU OUGHT TO TAKE THAT ON THE ROAD.
YOU KNOW WHAT WAS INTERESTING
IS THAT YOU DO A BRANDO CIRCA...
1954.
VINTAGE, ON THE WATERFRONT.
EXACTLY.
BUT YOU, YOU DO A LATE MODEL BRANDO--
SAY, 1972?
THE GODFATHER.
EITHER WAY, WE'RE TALKING GENIUS HERE.
HERE, HERE.
Together: MERRY CHRISTMAS.
LET ME GET YOU A DRINK.
HEY, JUDE, I THOUGHT YOU WAS OUT OF HERE.
AND MISS "DUELING BRANDOS"?
NO WAY.
BUT IN TWO HOURS, I'M HEADED
TO CHICAGO FOR A REAL CHRISTMAS.
SPEAKING OF WHICH
YOU COMING WITH, OR NOT?
CLUB PARADISE, $800
AND ALL THE SINGLE WOMEN YOU CAN...
MEET.
WELL, THAT'S IT, I'M OUT OF HERE.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, DOUGLAS.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.
BYE.
SO?
I'M GOING TO MY MOM'S
AND TRIM THE TREE.
INTERESTING.
BRINGING AMY TO MEET YOUR MOM?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
SORRY I'LL MISS THAT.
Blowfish: WATCH THIS, WATCH THIS!
WHAT ABOUT YOU, CAPTAIN?
GOING EAST?
NO, I'M GOING TO SPEND A TRADITIONAL CHRISTMAS
WATCHING FOOTBALL PLAYERS BEAT EACH OTHER
IN MEANINGLESS BOWL GAMES.
Blowfish: BET FOR ME.
NO WAY I CAN WATCH IT.
I'VE GOT THE IN-LAWS COMING.
MAYBE I COULD COME TO YOUR MOM'S HOUSE.
H.T. IOKI?
THAT'S ME.
I'M H.T. IOKI.
I'M MILLER, INTERNAL AFFAIRS.
THIS IS MS. HOGAN, IMMIGRATION AND NATURALIZATION.
I REALIZE THIS IS A BAD TIME
BUT WE NEED YOU TO COME DOWNTOWN.
BETTER PACK YOUR BAGS, IOKI, IT'S STRAIGHT TO TOKYO.
WANT TO TELL US WHAT'S GOING ON?
MERRY CHRISTMAS, CAPTAIN.
WE HAVE REASON TO BELIEVE H.T. IOKI IS AN ALIAS.
WHAT ARE YOU, NUTS?
AND THAT THIS GENTLEMAN
MAY HAVE ENTERED THE COUNTRY ILLEGALLY
AND COMMITTED FRAUD.
WHOA, WAIT A SECOND.
HE'S NOT H.T. IOKI.
YOU'RE NOT HARRY IOKI?
NO, I'M NOT.
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SO?
SO.
WE HAVE THIS PROBLEM--
HE'S NOT H.T. IOKI.
WE KNOW THAT.
THE COMPUTER SAYS H.T. IOKI IS DECEASED.
RIGHT, THEY PAID HIM DEATH BENEFITS.
WHICH HE CASHED.
WOULDN'T YOU?
TURNS OUT THE COMPUTER IS RIGHT.
H.T. IOKI IS DEAD.
BEEN DEAD FOR THE LAST 20 YEARS.
TWENTY YEARS?
THE DEPARTMENT TIED INTO THE SOCIAL SECURITY MAIN FRAME
DID A CONFIRMATION OF SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBERS
LOOKING FOR MIS-DIGITS, LIKE THAT.
GUESS WHO TURNED UP DECEASED?
H.T. IOKI.
DIED DECEMBER 14TH, 1967, SAN FRANCISCO
THEN WHO IS HE?
I DON'T KNOW. HE WON'T TELL ME
SAYS HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU FIRST.
OKAY
Fuller: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
ALL RIGHT, HARRY.
LET'S START WITH AN EASIER QUESTION.
WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU FROM?
VIETNAM.
NORTH OR SOUTH?
SOUTH.
WHAT REGION?
SAIGON.
WHAT NEIGHBORHOOD?
CATANATE STREET.
OVER NEAR THE EMBASSY?
YOU KNOW THAT'S NOT WHERE IT IS.
I MEANT BY THE RITZ.
CLOSER TO THE CENTRAL MARKET.
THE CARAVELLE HOTEL.
NOT SUCH A GOOD NEIGHBORHOOD.
WE DID ALL RIGHT.
COME IN!
CAPTAIN FULLER.
MILLER, WISH I COULD SAY IT'S A PLEASURE.
THAT'S THE WONDERFUL THING ABOUT INTERNAL AFFAIRS.
NO ONE'S EVER HAPPY TO SEE YOU.
YOU READY TO TALK?
MORE OR LESS.
LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR, OFFICER IOKI.
YOUR BEST CHANCE, DEPARTMENT-WISE
IS TO TELL ME EVERYTHING RIGHT UP FRONT.
THE LAST THING YOU WANT TO DO
IS TO LIE...
TO ME.
I UNDERSTAND.
THIS IS DAVID MILLER.
SECOND INTERVIEW WITH H.T. IOKI
CAPTAIN ADAM FULLER PRESENT.
IT'S ALL YOURS, SON.
MY REAL NAME IS VINH VAN TRAN.
I WAS 14 YEARS OLD IN APRIL OF 1975
AND I LIVED IN SAIGON.
IT WAS FIVE DAYS BEFORE THE FALL OF THE CITY.
Harry: MY FIRST THOUGHT WAS TO FIND MY FRIEND, THAI KIEU.
IF WE WERE LEAVING, HE BETTER KNOW RIGHT AWAY.
THERE WEREN'T REALLY GOOD OR BAD NEIGHBORHOODS IN SAIGON.
THEY WERE ALL BAD.
I MEAN, YOU COULD LIVE IN A BIG HOUSE AND HAVE MONEY
BUT YOU STILL LIVED NEXT TO PEOPLE WITH NO MONEY.
AS A MATTER OF FACT
I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE.
THAI KIEU WAS A GREAT GUY.
MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD
AND HE WAS ALWAYS SAVING MY ASS.
HIS FATHER USED TO BE THE BAKER.
MY MOM USED TO SEND ME EVERY MORNING BEFORE SCHOOL
TO PICK UP A LOAF OF BREAD.
THAT'S HOW ME AND THAI BECAME FRIENDS.
HIS DAD WENT OFF TO THE WAR.
THEN HIS MOM DIED.
HE WAS SORT OF PASSED AROUND FROM RELATIVE TO RELATIVE.
HIS DAD NEVER CAME BACK.
A LOT OF DADS NEVER CAME BACK.
THAI KIEU WAS SMART.
HE COULD HUSTLE.
HE WAS ALSO THE CAPTAIN OF THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE.
THAT WAS OKAY BECAUSE I WAS THES.W.A.T.COMMANDER.
I TOLD HIM I WAS LEAVING.
HE WAS COOL ABOUT IT.
HE SAID HE'D PROBABLY BE LEAVING, TOO.
ME AND THAI DIDN'T WORRY ABOUT THE WAR.
WE FIGURED, SAIGON WAS THE BEST PLACE TO BE.
BESIDES, IF THE VIETCONG EVER BROKE THROUGH THE DEFENSES
WE WOULD HEAD OVER TO THE PRESIDENTIAL PALACE.
THEY WOULD CERTAINLY LET US IN.
WHAT WERE THEY GOING TO DO--
TURN AWAY AS.W.A.T.COMMANDER
AND THE CAPTAIN OF THE ENTERPRISE?
HOW DID YOU GET OUT?
THAT'S WHERE THE STORY GETS INTERESTING.
IT'S PRETTY INTERESTING ALREADY.
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