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- That a Chinese phone book?

- Yeah.

Don't stop yet.

Why, you getting tired?

Hey, wait a minute. Wait.

Tired, my ass.

What... That...

That's my tooth! You piece of sh*t!

I said nothing permanent!

Hey, I'm talking to you! Get over here!

There are goddamn rules about this sh*t!

Okay? You think it doesn't apply?

I'll take a lump or two if I cross the line,

but you think I'm gonna grow new teeth

at my age?

- Mr Lin...

- Mr Lin!

Hey!

What? Ls Mr Lin in charge?

Is Mr Lin President of the United States?

Let me tell ya something, boys. I am a cop!

You do not do this!

Hey. Come on, it wasn't that bad.

He'll be all right. Come on. Come on, papi.

Yeah, there you go. See?

Get your buddy to Bellevue.

Fourteen minutes. I timed it.

That's how long it took you

to soak yourself in gasoline and set it on fire.

That ticket you were talking about?

I think I'm gonna need the address.

Yeah, the goddamn dentist.

Is that a good enough reason for you?

Two hours in the chair. Can you believe it?

Well, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

I'm gonna go get my morphine.

I'll be right back.

- You know, I've been thinking about firemen.

- What about 'em?

They hang out together,

you know, they work out. They cook pasta.

Pose for calendars.

- What are you talking about?

- We should do that.

I'm not posing for any calendar.

No towels?

Depressing.

- Hey, look who's here, Lance Armstrong.

- Hey, what's up?

- Hey, guys.

- Hold up a minute.

- What's up?

- What happened to you?

I just got my ass kicked by a kid on a bicycle.

- Jesus, you okay?

- I'm all right.

Monday, come on, we gotta see that guy.

Yeah, all right.

Monday, seriously, we gotta go. Let's go.

You talk to him this time.

He responds to you better.

Really? I don't know why.

I can't stand the guy.

Yeah, but he doesn't know that.

Monday, are you coming?

Yeah, I...

I forgot my bullets.

I'll meet you guys there, okay?

Who forgets their bullets?

Monday.

Sh*t.

Hey, red shirt! NYPD!

Come on, dude.

Really? I'm working on it.

- The guy's dead.

- What?

The guy you beat up, Bobby.

He didn't even make the ride to the hospital.

You got a real knack for making it worse,

you know that?

God damn it.

I'll make amends.

Start with the money.

Get that ticket.

Bring it to Mr Lin's shop on 28th.

You got one hour.

Heads up. Look out, look out. Outta the way.

Police! On your left, lady, look out!

Jesus Christ.

What do you want me to do?

Hello, everybody! Stand still!

Lady, stand still! You're good. There you go.

Police! Coming through. Lady, please.

Heads up, man.

Whoa, buddy!

My God! Stop already!

You're making it worse for yourself,

I swear to God!

Keep the kids back! Keep 'em back! NYPD!

No!

God damn it!

Mister!

That way!

Get your arms inside the bus!

Dispatch.

What did you do to me, man?

What the hell am I carrying?

Wilee? Where are you?

I do not carry drug sh*t,

or whatever the hell this is!

It's not drugs. It can't be drugs.

It's from a highly respected

East Coast college.

- It's probably drugs.

- Yep.

Listen to me. I almost got my ass killed

three times in the last 20 minutes!

And it wasn't my fault!

Is somebody messing with you?

You need backup?

No. I just wanna get rid of the thing.

Well, I got nobody else.

The only person here is Tito,

and I can't send him that far north.

The guy's like 98 years old. No of fence.

Dude, just call the college

and tell them I'm bringing the package back,

okay? I'm done with it.

No, no, don't take it back! Come on! Wilee...

Manny.

Just the person I need to see.

What's up?

Yeah, hello. I'm calling about

an order you just picked up.

Order number?

Yep, yep, got it right here. 2231970.

Yeah, that's it.

I'm gonna need to change

the delivery address on that envelope.

Yeah. Me, I'm Forrest J. Ackerman,

Dean of Students.

I've got that appointment now.

I'll see you in a bit.

Okay...

- Hi.

- Hey.

I'm almost done.

My friend borrowed a truck to help me move,

so I'll be outta here by 6:00.

Thank you.

I'm sorry it is so sudden.

You will be all right?

Yeah. I'm staying with my aunt

until I find a place.

Okay, good.

I still don't get what happened.

Did I do something

to piss you off or something?

No, I told you, it's a private matter.

Okay...

Excuse me, I have some things

to take care of.

- Where'd you get all that?

- This is my business.

- Better for you to stay out of it.

- Are you going out with that'?

'Cause this is New York City,

you can't walk around with all that money.

- Where are you going?

- Down the street.

- Where?

- The nail salon.

The nail salon?

This is something I have to do.

I don't have a choice.

Okay. I'm coming with you.

No, thank you.

Mr Leung?

- NYPD.

- Yeah?

You got a minute?

Count it.

A lot of money for a young lady.

Took me two years. I work three jobs.

American dream, huh?

Is to work three jobs?

These days, yes.

You speak Mandarin?

Yes.

If you lose the ticket

I cannot give you back the money.

You understand?

This ticket now is money.

For whoever holds it.

If you have problems

you don't call the police

you call this number.

The Hawala system settles its own problems.

This money is for a snakehead?

- Yes.

- Which one?

Sister Chen.

She won't take cash.

She sent me to you.

Did you tell anyone you were coming here?

Only my friend.

This city is not your village.

Many people would rob you

if they know what you have.

My friend would n't tell anyone.

If she did they may be watching for you.

Can someone else deliver the ticket for you?

Someone they won't recognise?

I don't know.

Think about it.

May the Buddha watch over you.

Hey!

Security Courier.

Yo, Nima. What's up?

I have a pickup from our office.

It will be ready in about 10 minutes.

Is Wilee available?

Yeah, he's here. Where we going?

Okay...

Okay, all right. Great. Got it.

Wilee, you're in luck.

Your alma mater summons.

Come on!

Good to see you, too.

Excuse me.

Damn.

Damn it.

- Hey. Excuse me.

- Yeah.

NYPD.

I'm looking for a young Asian woman,

about 22, 23, blue shirt, black pants.

She just walked by a minute ago.

- Know where I can find her?

- Let me think. Yeah, I do.

Hey, walk that thing!

Yeah, I believe so.

Thanks. Have a nice day.

Hey! Hey, there you are.

Hey, there.

Forrest J. Ackerman, Internal Revenue

Service, Wire Fraud Investigation Unit.

Yes?

Now, young lady, you realise this system

of money transfer you're participating in

circumvents about 18 different

United States banking regulations?

- I'm not sure I understand.

- Relax.

It's not you that's facing jail time.

At least I don't think so.

These hawaladars are known to prey on

unsuspecting illegal immigrants.

- I'm not illegal.

- We don't have to get into that.

- I have a student visa.

- With you?

At home.

See, it's supposed to be with you at all times.

Yeah, you leave it at home,

that's a good way to get yourself deported.

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