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to go back to prison.

He's not a bad guy. He had

trouble with the American way

of doing things, like you.

I am not a doctor.

I no longer have a license

to practice medicine.

If I practice medicine,

I go to jail.

I'm giving you license.

Eugene, listen to me.

I need you to work with me,

here. I am giving you a chance

to do some good here.

What would you do

if I wasn't here?

Me? I'd probably let him die.

Don't you dare put that

responsibility on me.

I won't. I will take

full responsibility.

But you are a surgeon.

Now, a man lies in mortal need

of your skill.

You can either do

what you did in the nightclub,

or you can let him die.

If I don't like what I see,

he goes to the hospital.

You got it.

You see that bleeder?

I should have been a doctor.

I'd have been a great doctor.

Got it.

Let's get a sponge in here.

Look at the damage

to the diaphragm.

Hey, baby. What's up?

Okay, do we have

any gortex or mesh?

- Yes.

- Yeah?

You are doing great.

- Anybody lose a button?

- Damn.

How'd that get there?

Bullet fired from a distance

of, say, ten or 15 feet...

Is gonna enter into the body

and carry bits of debris...

Hair and skin.

We got broad spectrum

antibiotics?

We are a full-service store.

Well, we should start.

There's all sorts of nastiness

in here.

Hey, hey!

Keep him under.

Sh*t!

Sorry, doc.

Yeah.

Ray?

I need you to do

something for me.

Yeah, what?

- You ready to do it?

- Yeah.

I need you to get me

some coffee.

Sure.

It's a choice

that's been offered to many

men:

Be a slave in heaven

or a star in hell.

Of course,

I knew this was wrong,

but I had been a surgeon,

and on a big day, that could be

like flying an f-14,

only you are the pilot

and the plane.

I missed that.

And hell does not always

look like hell.

On a good day,

it can look a lot like L.A.

Thirsty.

Thirsty.

Anesthesia. It dries you out.

You know.

I remember from when I had

my wisdom teeth pulled.

I drank a gallon

of water when I woke up.

How do you feel?

- Bad?

- Yeah.

What do you care?

I just saved your life.

I went to considerable expense

to save your life.

Doesn't that indicate

some kind of genuine concern?

I think you want to know

where we put the merchandise.

Vlad, I can't believe

you're worrying about

merchandise right now.

You're not?

I'm not the one who was just

on the other side, vlad.

You died.

I had my eye glued

to the monitor.

You went flatline.

Now, you've come back

from the dead.

You have miraculously

been given a second chance

to live,

and all you're worried

about is merchandise.

Vlad, think about it.

You are alive.

Just think about that

for half a minute.

I want you to just

let everything go.

Just... Just go, just go.

Let it go.

Good.

Now... do you want

to continue living?

Yeah.

Then tell me where

my f***in' merchandise is.

Phoenix.

Phoenix?

Yeah, where in Phoenix?

A warehouse. Apple grove.

Jimmy's warehouse?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Hey, doc.

How's your swim?

Good.

How's Vladimir?

He's doing very well.

I should really check up

on him later this afternoon.

Great, yeah.

Yeah, we'll do that.

He's got a 24-hour nurse.

Oh, good.

Yeah. Yeah.

There's your fee right there.

Ray, I didn't do it

for the money.

Shy. I know.

That guy is gonna

take my place.

That younger man.

Days had passed since I'd sewn

Vladimir back together,

and this time not a single hour

had slipped by...

That I didn't think

about how much

I missed being a doctor.

I'd gone from

hoping ray wouldn't call

to wondering if he might...

To wishing he would,

and then he did.

He said he had a little day

trip planned and that he had

another little surprise for me.

I said sure. What the hell?

How bad could that be?

- Like the car?

- It's yours!

I just love it out here.

No buildings,

no cars, no people.

It's perfect.

How you feelin', Eugene? Good.

You feel all right?

Eugene.

When I say "China,"

what's the first thing

that comes to your mind?

- Rice.

- No, seriously.

What do you think of

when I say "China"?

You thinkin' of somethin'?

Okay. China.

Millions and millions

of people.

What do they want?

They want

the American dream, right?

The American lifestyle, right?

I wanna give it to 'em.

That's what I want.

I'd be emperor blossom.

Right?

So you're gonna give

China what it wants?

No, not exactly.

I mean, I'm gonna

give them, like, versions

of the American dream.

You know what I mean?

Like Calvin clone.

Get my drift?

- Raymond... be careful.

- Careful of what, baby?

Just... Don't talk too much.

Oh, come on. It's Eugene.

That's all right.

Is Eugene a full partner now?

He's as much a outlaw

as we are, baby. Aren't you?

I'm just a replica of Eugene.

You think I'm criminal?

I think you're about as much

a criminal as I am a doctor.

Yeah? And you're

a very good doctor.

Raymond!

Wanted on the blow, mate.

Alone at last.

You must be somebody

who is always on the lookout

for a new way to f*** up.

What is it about me

that you find

so objectionable?

Other than the fact

that you're a drug addict...

And the only patients you treat

are criminals?

You mean your associates.

I'm not a drug addict.

I don't take drugs to get high.

I take drugs to feel normal,

to get level.

I regulate my drug

intake very precisely.

I'm sorry. That's right.

You're a trained professional.

You should know.

No. Actually, you were

right the first time.

I'm just basically

always looking

you have to do me a favor, doc.

- Just one thing.

- For me?

Somebody has been hurt.

I mean, you know,

it's just a boy, you know?

I had driven half the night.

It was a nice car, all right,

but the radio was shot,

so I had

a lot of time to think...

About Claire, for instance.

Either she hated my guts

and wanted to get rid of me,

or she really liked me

and wanted to get rid of me.

Anyhow, wondering about Claire

stopped me worrying about what

I'd find on this house call.

Who was it that said,

when a doctor sees a man,

he doesn't see good or evil,

only sick or healthy"?

Hey, just come on.

F*** off.

Nice car, man.

Hey, you're the doc, right?

Yeah.

Is he okay?

He's dead.

Don't give me that sh*t.

Fix him.

He's dead.

There's nothing

I can do for him.

I say when he's dead.

All right?

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

All right!

I'll see what I can do.

Come on.

He wasn't a f***ing f*ggot.

You don't need those gloves.

He doesn't have aids.

Just a precaution.

F*** that!

There you go.

When was he stabbed?

He wasn't stabbed.

He was f***in' hatcheted.

It was last night.

It was those f***in'

Russians, man.

They're not f***in' Russians.

I tell you every f***in' day.

They're f***in' Estonians.

Estonians, yeah.

Guys, he's been dead for hours.

You can f***in' join him.

Fine, but there's

nothing I can do.

He's dead. We gotta bury him.

Where are we gonna

bury him, man?

Bury him in the cemetery.

Where do you think?

You are such a f***in' idiot.

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