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But we don't have to go down to Immigration

and talk about that now.

That's totally unnecessary.

We need to settle it right here.

I just need to see the envelope

the hawaladar gave you. Please.

I don't understand.

What don't you understand?

Why someone who says he's an IRS agent

has a New York City police detective's badge.

Come over here.

Okay...

What are you doing? Let me go!

Okay, smarty-pants.

You know what the HR shrink said I have?

Impulse control issues.

Like you need a college degree

to figure that out.

I'm telling you this so you know

that it's in your best interest

not to lie to me or waste my time,

but give me the goddamn envelope.

Please. Before I lose my sh*t

and rip your throat out.

Clear enough?

What's that?

What did you do?

Damn it. Damn it.

Hey!

Excuse me!

Messenger QUY!

That envelope you just picked up?

I'm gonna have to ask for that back.

What are you doing here?

- What is up with you?

- Nothing.

Well, that doesn't look like nothing.

It's my problem. It's personal.

Did that cop find you?

You saw him?

What did you tell him?

He said there were some people planning to

rob you and he was trying to stop it.

He wanted to help you.

- Yes, he helped me very much.

- What's going on?

- You're no friend. We are not friends.

- Yes, we are.

I told you one thing,

and you almost ruined it all.

I'll take care of myself.

Nima. You gotta start trusting somebody.

Please, tell me.

What's going on?

Wilee? What are you doing here?

Nima.

You can't have delivered already,

it's not possible.

You know what?

It's really uncool to let a messenger service

deliver your illegal bullshit.

- Where is my envelope?

- It's hard enough out there.

- Where is it?

- I gave it back to the front desk.

Did a messengerjust come by

and drop off an envelope?

Yeah, and another one

just came and picked it up.

Who told them to change the address?

Hey.

You get your envelope back?

Someone else come and pick it up?

But it's going to the wrong place.

What?

Why?

What do you care?

So, what was that thing I was carrying?

It's like a receipt for a great deal of money.

What's the money for?

A she-tou. A snakehead.

- What's that?

- It's a kind of importer.

Right. So you're involved

in some kind of drug thing?

No.

What are you "importing"?

My son.

I came to this country on a student visa.

He was to come right after me.

It is not illegal. He can travel on my visa.

But then an article I wrote about Tibet

a long time ago was posted on the Internet.

For the past years

they have not let him leave China.

So I have to get him out another way.

Because I will have my son.

Why'd you have to go and ask for me?

Vanessa always said you was the best

at what you do.

She says maybe she can never count on you,

but at work, there's no one better.

She said that?

Is it true?

Can I count on you?

Let me see the name on the sheet.

How come you don't answer my calls?

Because I got a business to run.

What do you want?

You picked up an envelope from Nima

at the college office at 5:30. Where is it?

Jesus, what is it with this envelope?

People love it, they hate it, they gotta have it,

they gotta get rid of it.

It's like cigarettes or Democrats.

Where is the opener?

Who's got it, Raj?

Your boy Wilee pussied out.

He said he was taking it back.

So it's back at the school?

Negativo. Somebody called to

change the drop-off address.

Why are there a million tools in here

and nothing to open a beer?

- A man or a woman?

- That would be a dude.

So who's gonna pick it up?

I gave it to Manny.

Sh*t.

Which way are you going,

you roided-out freak'?

Really?

Hey, where are you?

Corner of Broadway and Kiss My Ass.

What do you want?

Need that envelope you just got.

Do you really?

Yeah, seriously. You don't know what it is.

I know exactly what it is,

What, you're getting 50?

Raj is only giving me 30!

Yeah, speed costs money, p*ssy!

Pull over and give it to me, man!

I'll explain later.

Okay, p*ssy, I'll wait right here.

There, I just stopped at 112th.

Bullshit, dude, I can hear the wind.

You're still moving.

Yeah, Manny rides fast!

You should try it, it feels good!

Hello? A**hole!

- 'Lee?

- Now you want to talk?

This whole thing is my fault.

You're hard to keep track of.

I accept your apology. Can I call you back?

That envelope Nima gave you is for her kid.

She has a kid.

- I know. I just talked to her.

- Well, do you still have it?

I'm chasing it down Broadway right now.

I really gotta call you back.

Manny is taking it to the wrong people.

I tried to call him, but he won't pick up.

I'm on it. I'll get him.

No, it's my fault.

You don't need to get involved.

- Well, it's on my way home anyway.

- Just tell me where you are.

Baby, this situation sucks.

I don't want you anywhere near it.

Hey, Jersey,

you wanna move your fat-ass SUV!

You know how sexy you are

when you talk like that?

- L/Vilee.

- I'll call you when I deliver.

- Wait!

- Count on it.

Sh*t.

Hey, Wilee, I got an idea.

Why don't you race me for it?

You get to 28th Street before I do,

I'll give you the envelope.

We'll go through the park. Enter on 106.

I don't have time for this bullshit, man.

You don't got the legs for it, man.

And that steel pig you're riding

ain't gonna help you neither.

Be like me, baby.

Parlee, custom-cut carbon fibre!

I am begging you.

My bike fits me like a Naturalamb, son.

Just listen for one second.

See you in the park.

- Manny!

- Peace!

God damn it.

Okay. You wanna race, let's race.

Dispatch.

Raj, I need that address

you sent Manny to right now.

Manny? Come on.

Don't the three of you ever get tired

of this Real World sh*t you keep playing?

Raj!

Manny, Wilee, Wilee, Manny.

When does Raj get to climb Mount Vanessa?

The address, God damn it!

Hold on, let me look for it.

Piece of sh*t.

Fellas.

Manny!

I'll give you the 50 bucks!

Manny can't hear you,

Manny's moving too fast.

Come on, man, you don't wanna drag

your hefty ass up this hill.

Not a problem for me, baby.

I'll just drop into my little ring.

Hey, Fixie, I bet you wish you had gears now,

donlyou?

Gravity, you is my friend again, baby.

Hey, Wilee, I got something for ya!

You like that, huh?

Yeah, I know you do, you little b*tch.

I got you, Spandex! I'm on your wheel!

I'm in your draft, dude!

It's like you're on my team!

- Slow down! Hey.

- Guys, get off of the path!

Yeah, this is Roselli. Go ahead.

Your bike freak. Beat-up white bike,

red shirt?

Yeah?

He's at it again. Park Drive,

headed south towards 7th.

I'm on it.

Careful on the path, ma'am.

Dude, when's the race starting?

People, please! Stay awake! Stay alive!

Look out! Look out!

God!

That one hurt.

You're too slow!

Give it up!

NYPD!

Stop the bikes! Both of you!

Back it up!

You're such an a**hole!

Screw you, Wilee!

Billy, pull forward! Pull forward!

Hey!

Who the hell are you guys?

Damn!

Is that it?

No! Gimme that! Gimme! No!

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