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the position is $1 billion US.

Our position is $200 million.

All I'm saying is something is

definitely going down out there.

And the stock price

is a likely candidate.

Just watch your back.

Hey.

Conner, hey.

How are you?

This is Michael.

Hey, Conner.

Hey, I didn't know this is

a group lunch.

Come on, have a seat, bro.

So, how do you know each other?

Oh, Michael and I went to Penn together.

So you've known each other

for a long time?

That's right.

Fell out of touch a while back,

but, uh, just bumped into each other again.

Guess everyone's moving out here now.

Yeah, I guess so.

Hi, Mr. Baker,

what can I get for you today?

Ah, just the usual, sweetie.

Thank you.

Yeah, I've been coming here

for a while now.

Must be nice to be

in the know.

It is, wasn't always like this, though.

First time I came in here,

this place was a complete shithole.

No English in the menus for Westerners,

you know the drill.

Talked to the owner.

Completely stubborn a**hole.

Wouldn't change a thing.

Brought in some banker friends,

threw some elbows, made some changes.

2 weeks later,

eating out of my hand.

Classic M&A.

Now this little place,

- making lousy money out of our paychecks, huh?

- You got it.

So how do you think the locals

feel about the changes in the menu?

Locals?

Who cares?

I know, right,

but just loosen up.

He's a really good guy.

And it's going to be a good night.

So just give him a chance, all right?

Right away.

You're right.

Man... you're gonna love these b*tches

I have lined up for us tonight.

Let me ask you a question.

Hey, woo...

Hold on a second.

Don't tell me that you're falling for that

mystery chick you've been hanging out with.

No.

There are rules here in Asia, bro.

Rule number 1...

Always wear a condom.

Rule number 2...

Never fall in love.

Hey.

Yo.

You're a million miles away.

We got big things in the works, bro.

You?

Are our new ace in the Asia base.

How does that sound, huh?

Huh? Come on, let's celebrate.

Hey, it's that chick

that works for Fei and Chang.

What's that saying?

Local girl works her way to the top

by sleeping with the CEO's son.

What a f***ing slut?

Oh... man!

Priceless!

Get that slut out of your head.

When this is over and

it falls on her face,

she going to be gold-digging her way into

the next corporate family, so I want to warn you about...

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What? You think you're actually helping

these people by giving them change?

Look, you crippled homeless f***!

Get the f***... away from me!

Chill out!

Sorry, bro.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

Hey, somebody ready for a party?

Just remember who's got your back.

Good morning.

- I'm sorry, who are...

- Natalie?

Natalie...

Natalie...

Natalie, wait!

How much?

How much is she worth to you?

Are you serious?

I didn't sleep with her.

Then what was she doing up there, huh?

What, she came to stroke your ego then,

you piece of sh*t?

- What about you and Richard, huh?

- What?

Yeah.

- Richard.

- What are you talking about?

Come on.

Tabloids.

Are you using me?

I don't know what kind of game you're playing?

Are you serious, Conner?

Is that... is that what you really think?

I don't know what to think anymore, OK.

Just answer the f***ing question,

are you f***ing him or not?

Yeah, you don't know what to think,

'cause you're too busy following directions

and following other people

that you don't even have time

to think for yourself.

Look at you,

everyday you go out there

you place bets, you take risks,

but you can't even take a gamble on us.

I'm so scared, Conner.

I'm so scared.

I thought you were better than that.

You're not the only one taking risks.

[In Cantonese]

Hello, it's me.

[In Cantonese]

There's something very important I want to check with you.

[In Cantonese]

No, can't do.

[In Cantonese]

Can we meet tonight?

[In Cantonese]

It's important.

A grisly scene today at the

Fei and Chang shipyard,

where the body of a man has been found.

At this stage, there are unconfirmed reports

that the death has been a suicide.

And of course this is the latest

in a string of very negative publicity

to surround this company which has been

experiencing severe financial problems.

More details soon.

I just heard the news.

Tough break, bro.

It happens to the best of us.

And all we can do is shake it off

and move on to the next one.

That's what we do.

I thought she was different.

She?

What the f*** are you talking about, bro?

- Natalie...

- You haven't heard?

Heard what?

Mr. Chow, VP of IT for Fei and Chang

was found dead this morning.

Michael Baker, please.

It's gonna be OK.

I promise I'll make this right.

OK?

Hey.

Hey, I'm...

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

What happened?

No one knows.

They just...

found him, and a printed out suicide note.

No way.

No way?

I'm going to bring

some tea up to Mrs. Chow.

All right.

You don't have to leave.

You tricked me.

I thought you were sleeping.

You know, my...

my daddy died too.

- Really?

- Yeah.

You gonna remember this day

for the rest of your life.

Every single detail.

And...

you know, one day,

maybe not now,

or 10 years from now,

you're gonna hate him.

You're gonna hate him 'cause he wasn't there.

To cheer for you

at your championship baseball game or

hear you give your

valedictorian speech,

and your high school graduation.

And...

you're gonna feel like

anything you do

won't be good enough.

And anything you do

won't matter,

'cause it won't bring you back.

Then one day,

you'll understand.

Hold on to that for me.

Come on, we gotta go.

Everything OK?

Yeah, fine.

Listen, uh, bunch of us are gathered for drinks

downstairs if you want to join.

Ah, got a lot of work.

I'll try and join them.

OK, bro.

Yeah, Andy, I found the short transactions,

but they are locked.

F***! Ah... you're gonna have to

access them on Quentin's computer.

OK.

[...]

What's up, Conner?

Hey.

You know, I left my notebook in there,

you wouldn't by chance know Quentin's code?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sure, sure.

I saw him punch in once.

Remember that.

All right.

Bingo, not very hard, is it?

Not as if it's "slut" or something.

Seriously man,

he's got a weird taste in art.

I'm sorry,

have you found what you're looking for?

I, uh, I can't find it.

But thanks anyways.

No worries.

So, you're gonna come downstairs later on

and have a few bevies with the lads?

Right. Yeah, I heard.

I got a lot of stuff to do, so...

I'll try.

You're OK, mate?

Yeah, fine.

- All right, mate. See you later, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Don't work too hard.

- OK.

F***, there's a login.

Quentin's not the brightest.

Think like him.

Bars, chicks, numbers, inside jokes, whatever.

One sec.

Slut.

OK, I'm in.

Copying it, right now.

Hey, man.

- You coming?

- Sorry, what?

I said, are you coming?

You know what?

Ah...

Yeah, I don't think it's gonna work out.

I just got way too much work.

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