Knock Off Page #2

- Like that falsified document?

- No, Ray signs the false documents.

- I agree.

I think you've spent your time here

chasing ass and getting massages.

The massage industry has problems.

I'm trying to help out Iocal girls.

I don't know or care whether you two

idiots are the instigators of this -

- Or just dupes.

We'll see tonight, when Customs raid

the factory they came from.

You must identify the merchandise.

Eddie Wang signed the lease.

Eddie Wang?

Doesn't sound familiar. Right?

I'll pick you up at 6:30 tonight.

Ray got his ass kicked last night

and hasn't slept. He can't do this.

Don't worry. If Ray's mixed up in

this, he'll get rest... in prison.

- And so will you.

- Prison?

Yes! Counterfeiting is a crime,

whether it's clothes or money.

If you're not available tonight,

I'll assume you're trying to flee.

And then trust and believe,

I will take appropriate action.

Like I said, 6:
30.

Be there.

She Iooks good when she's mean.

Right?

Where's Eddie, big guy?

Where's your boss?

Light you a cigar?

Of course not... you're dead.

Idiot Comrade Volkov killed you.

We've had enough of your screw-ups,

Volkov. You're always high.

Cure you:
Cold turkey.

Tribiev, your passports are ready.

Didn't your mothers teach you not to

make a mess? This is a sh*t hole.

- You want to get out of Hong Kong.

- And you want to get paid.

Our V-Six friends are going to the

factory. Go there and clean up.

Das vedanya, cossacks.

You're worried about Miss V-Six. I'm

worried about the men chasing Eddie.

- Why?

- Why?

Because he's a scumbag

who's mixed up in some ting.

- Tong. Ting is a beverage.

- I thought it was tang.

- Eddie's no scumbag. He's family.

- "Eddie's no scumbag."

Easy on my shirt, big fella.

That's a $ 1,000 Hawaiian.

That's not... Jesus!

- You did that on purpose.

- So I'm a scumbag? You think I am.

So now he's a mind-reader?

A**hole! I should kill him.

The Chief's upset with you.

About this.

You made a spectacle.

You should have kept a Iow profile.

Tommy?

- Stay out of it!

- Stay out of what?

- Go back, or you're in trouble.

- I am already.

Hold on.

- We never hear from you.

- I can't risk tipping off Ray.

You can't handle a street punk

like Marcus Ray?

It's a Iocal, Eddie Wang.

He runs a knock-off factory.

He made some enemies, and I got

caught in the middle. I'd better go.

This Eddie Wang,

we may have to send him away...

You think I can't smell cops?

It all fits now.

The partnership, the knock-offs...

You're setting me up!

- It's not what it Iooks like.

- You're using me to get to Eddie.

- Who are you working for?

- What are you doing?

What?

- What are you doing?

- Who the hell are you?

If they go over,

I'm the last man you'll ever see.

Game's over, Harry.

We've got to tell him.

- Tell him.

- We work for the government. CIA.

Harry's my boss.

Now pull us up, Ray.

Pull us up, Ray.

You Iook confused. It's simple:

Hendricks needed a cover, -

- so we used you, even though

you were a little dirty. Understand?

You understand what I'm saying?

Don't you understand what you do...

affects me?

You want to destroy our business?

Is that what you want?

You were supposed to make me legit!

- You lied to me.

- You didn't need to know.

Not one legitimate businessman

in Hong Kong would work with you.

But I did.

I've carried you for four years.

- You're the king of knock-offs.

- I was.

But you're still a fake.

Now that is a problem.

Why?

There's this woman executive

from V-Six Jeans.

Somebody's counterfeiting our jeans.

She thinks it's us.

- They're raiding the factory.

- What? Sh*t!

What is the matter with you,

a**hole? You're in trouble.

Nice building.

Too nice for your salaries.

Check into sub-let if convicted.

It's just the Iobby that's nice.

- Let me...

...help you.

May I?

Here's the factory lease.

Eddie Wang signed it.

- That doesn't prove it's him.

- He's screwing us.

With Eddie,

it's more like date rape.

Could you tell my partner there

are three people on this bench?

- I hear you like 007?

- Just the ones with Sean Connery.

I hope we find something.

Last week we busted a warehouse

full of knock-off Apple Babies.

- I Iove those.

- You, too?

I buy them for my niece.

It's becoming a full-time job.

- Vanilla Creme! The rarest one!

- She's yours.

- But she's a phoney.

- It seems like they're everywhere.

- Everything is prepared.

- The men are in position.

Once it's secured, get the V-Six

people to identify the merchandise.

Marcus Ray... Parents were doctors,

died in Indo-China.

Adopted age ten, then meaningless

jobs until you met Tommy.

- That's supposed to be me?

- I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

I'm sorry that Eddie

will probably be arrested.

- What are we waiting for?

- A food delivery.

When the door opens, we go in.

- Szechwan or Cantonese?

- It's "Mom's Pizza".

- Who's there?

- Mom's Pizza.

Come on, let's go!

Freaking hell!

Here's your wallet.

- I accept your apoIogy.

- I didn't say sorry.

Okay, the apoIogy's over.

Happy?

- Happy. I'm sorry.

- Me, too.

Let's go see your boss.

These guys have something

against escalators?

- What's with the sign?

- We're entering the Buddha.

What's the cover charge?

- We have to search him.

- I cleared it with the boss.

- I said, I've cleared it.

- Step back.

You want to tell me

what it is you want?

A trade. I'll bring you Eddie Wang,

if you take him out of Hong Kong.

Are you a comedian? You think Eddie

Wang is worth that? Show me more.

It's the Green Flame project, 1989.

They must have finished it.

That's not a battery

your friend is carrying.

It's an explosive device

equal to half a stick of dynamite.

If he knew it was a nano-bomb,

he wouldn't carry it.

With that level of miniaturisation,

they could target anything.

They have it. They have a remote

detonator, probably microwave.

They'll put these bombs into

clock radios, stereos, -

- cell phones, even children's toys.

Then a Iot of innocent people

will be in great danger.

- What do I do about Eddie?

- Bring Eddie in.

Tell him I'll protect him.

He might know something.

- So you're a spy?

- An intelligence analyst.

- Anything I heard of?

- You've heard of the Gulf War?

- What the hell's that?

- It's a message from Eddie.

- Where the hell are we?

- It's a fruit market.

- Johansson would Iove this.

- I hope he keeps his word.

Shouldn't we be leaving a trail

of breadcrumbs?

So you still care?

My mother always Ioved that record.

- Why are you listening to it?

I found the record in Papa's things.

You can take it.

We raided a factory last night,

Eddie.

- Why?

- You were knocking off our jeans.

Ray, you're more than adopted,

you're family. Be a buddy.

Tommy's my bud.

Buddies like to play.

They're just the tip of the iceberg.

Do you know what you did?

- Who set you up? Tell me!

You won't like it. It was Skinny,

when he brought the Russians.

- Skinny?

- Yes!

I give them knocked-off toys.

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