Mr. Six Page #2
- Year:
- 2015
- 134 min
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I wish I could've died on you like this years ago.
Best not to say anything.
Chatterbox.
I observed you since you were young
you're not the ordinary person.
The cunning Beijing girl in you readly shows
people admire it
As a child?
Back then did you even look at me?
Tell me
Who was on your mind?
You were only 16.
If I stared at you, your mother would've
chased me around with a shank.
Drop the bullshit.
Spit it out.
How much do you need this time?
All Scrapper had to do was
driving him home but he ended up beating him.
Now he's booked by the police.
I have no money.
You've seen how business is
Don't act like you don't know.
Now he needs baid money
Got charged 2000 for Intoxication,
3000 for medical bills.
Doesn't even include the costs for repairs.
How much have you got?
I took everything out from my current account
It's 2000 plus some.
Scrapper, this guy what's his problem?
At his age... why's he still getting into trouble?
But we can't let him rot in his cell and do nothing.
Look at yourself.
What good has he ever done for you?
Remember those 18 stitches on your leg,
and that cut across your neck?
Man, when'd you get so mouthy?
Just answer me,
lending me or not?
Flipping like that?
Flip however you want
What if I say no?
What are you gonna do about it?
Came in on the 12th.
Here's the log.
OK, you can go now.
Scrapper, where did you run into Bobby?
At a karaoke club.
He was drunk that day.
So he gave me his address.
Mr. Six, he's grown-up now, doesn't need you.
You know what?
I guess that's just fate,
Can I have Bobby's address later?
You can have it,
when you see him, don't just blow a fuse.
Control yourself, OK?
Scrapper, he doesn't what it's like to be a Dad.
A kid can drive you furious.
Well Mr. Six, that's why I'm single.
Enough, after eating let's head to a bathhouse
and forget all this depressing stuff.
Depressed?
Not me.
I'm f***ing good.
Here.
Cheers!
Welcome to take subway for Line 10
The next stop is Caoqiao station
Exitting aassengers please get ready...
Who's there?
Coming! Coming! Knock it off!
The f*** you want?
Who the hell are you?
What the f*** are you doing?
Did I let you in? Wandering blindly in here...
You f***ing playing games with me?
Hey, I'm talking to you! You deaf or retarded?
Say something!
Little man I'm gonna beat your ass!
Get the f*** out or I'm calling the cops!
Get out, get out!
My pinkie!
F***!
Watch your language.
You kiss your mom with that mouth?
When talking to someone like me,
say f*** this, f*** that, at your age,
Who's the son now?
Me...
Me! I'm a son of a b*tch!
But sir, who
Who are you?
I'm Bobby's dad.
Sir, he's not here.
Where is he?
He's in a bit of trouble.
What kind of trouble?
A few days ago
Bobby came home at night. His face said it all:
someone beat the crap out of him.
And he kept saying: "It's not over." This and that.
Then last night, out of nowhere,
a bunch of people rushed in and took him away.
The number you dialed is currently unavailable...
Oh yeah, sir.
I've got a video here.
That day we met this new girl.
I took this when Bobby and I
were hanging out last time.
I got super drunk that night so I left early.
Then Bobby...
it was just the two of them.
I don't know what happened next.
What going on? Was that a kiss just there?
This really doesn't have anything to do with me.
What did you two really do that night?
She didn't come home all night.
Just man up and admit what you did.
Did you touch her or not?
Fine, you don't wanna talk here.
Let's go somewhere else.
Let's go.
We'll drop it,
but you'll pay for the scratched car, b*tch!
Aren't you two friends?
He's been taken away, and it's like nothing even
happened. You just here playing video games.
To be honest, Bobby and I
We were never that close.
I don't wanna get caught in his mess.
So I just stayed out of it.
You kids there days
one by one, have a greater sense of loyalty.
Bobby met a girl at a club.
I think he ended up sleeping with her that night.
He had no idea she has a boyfriend.
Of course he was pissed.
That guy isn't easy to deal with
they beat the sh*t out of him.
Of course with Bobby's temper, he couldn't let it go.
So he scratched his car.
Happened to be a Ferrari Enzo.
What? What's that?
Ferrari.
Enzo.
Heard Bobby's got three days,
to pay him for damages.
Or else, he'll break his legs.
What kind of guy,
has balls this big?
Just one of those guys who races modified cars.
There's a car shop in Fengtai, I think.
Which shop?
That I'm not sure.
- Boss, bill please.
- Wait.
Honestly, man,
if it wasn't for Dong,
I wouldn't have told you a thing.
Freeze!
Stop!
Don't run!
Catch him!
Don't move!
Don't move!
Come here!
Police, don't move!
Don't move!
Stand up!
Go!
Stop moving! Go!
What did this guy do?
Police business, it has nothing to do with you.
It's none of your business!
Go!
Hey, Lampshade,
the guy you used to work in a car shop with.
Where's he now?
I wanna ask him about a couple people.
Ask him about a couple people!
from pretty well-off families with money and power.
Those little bastards
spend almost every night racing cars near my shop.
The hell did thay call themselves?
Twelve Masters of the 3rd Ring Road.
Twelve Masters.
Hello?
- Is this Hou Xiaojie?
- Yes.
I'm delivering JD.com.
I got a package for you.
But I can't make out the address. Just repeat
it to me again. I'll bring it over to you.
I'm not at home right now. What is it?
On the box it says "car parts."
Where are you?
I'll deliver it you as soon as possible.
Behind the TV station,
at the railway crossing 5 o'clock..
Alrighty
Where are you from?
Shandong Province, Pingyi County of Linyi.
Sir,
this is my student card from Engineering College.
My name is Zheng Hong.
I really don't care if you're lying or not
just so happens that I've got troubles too.
Here's 200, take it.
Thank you sir.
If you're for real, then count it as good karma for me.
If not, so be it.
Sir,
Your address please?
- JD.com?
- Yeah.
Put it in the back.
The f***?
Let me go!
I have no money! I don't have cash! Let me go!
My son is Bobby Zhang,
He got snatched by you punks.
Who's Bobby Zhang?
I don't know him!
Get outta my car!
If you don't, I'm gonna scream!
Go ahead.
Help I'm being robbed!
Help me!
Please, help me.
What's going on here?
Haven't you even seen
an old man teaching his son a lesson.
He's not my dad!
And I don't have useless son like you.
Sir, please help me.
Little brat.
You brats deserve some disciplining.
Scream.
Keep screaming.
People these days
will avoid everything.
Keep screaming, see if anyone cares.
Kris took your son.
It's got nothing to do with me.
Who's Kris?
He's from Hunan,
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