Befriend and Betray Page #4

over radio comms)

(Soldier shouts,

sound of heavy artillery)

(Explosions,

machine guns rattle)

(Soldiers shout)

(Fighter jets zooms overhead,

machine guns fire)

(Soldier shouts)

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm just a little dehydrated.

(Exhales)

Definitely the red.

(Hangers clank)

Take care, motorcycle man.

(Metallic clank)

Hey, Alex.

Hey, not to worry.

Okay?

We scare because we care.

Donald's orders.

And now it's time to go.

Donald said check him out.

We check him out.

(Hard slap)

Yo.

When I was a ghost eagle,

I never talked to a 49

like that.

Doesn't matter

if you're following orders,

you show respect, right?

Hey, brother,

if that doesn't get

your heart pumpin',

you don't know how to have fun.

(Delighted laugh)

Happy?

Yeah?

Alex:

Fun gangster fact:

Mafia cops only stakeout

Italian restaurants,

while triad cops

stick to China town.

This might explain

why good fellas enjoy Szechwan

while P.C. loved his capicola.

Stripper:

Hey, motorcycle man.

P.C.:
So what's this I

hear about you passing out

on the street today?

You on drugs or what?

Low blood sugar.

P.C.:

I thought you were dehydrated.

Just wanna make sure

I'm not getting into business

with a junkie.

Alex:
I don't discuss my

glucose level with strangers,

not even naked ones.

I keep it above 70,

i can kick anyone's ass,

including yours.

(Laughs)

(Dance music plays)

Who's that?

Alex:
Who? Him?

P.C.:
Yeah.

Nobody.

Seems to know you.

He a friend?

No.

He's just some rich kid

who ripped me off a million

years ago.

No big deal.

Really?

P.C.:
Remember that pimped

out wannabe gangster

at the card game

the other night?

Bunny Ho?

Borrowed 20 g's from me,

blew it at cards,

and now he thinks

because he's working for Donald,

he can stiff me.

So let's get the prick.

The guy's stupid.

Just not stupid enough

to show up in places

where I wouldn't lose face

by beating on him.

Let me get him alone,

away from friends.

Every rat's got a nest.

Let's dig.

Still hungry?

Alex:
It's little

past her bed time.

Oh, faithful.

That's cute.

(Titters)

Guess I'll have to find

another way

to say thank you.

(Cars rumble by)

(Flame crackles)

Alex:
P.C. Lau's collecting

a debt this afternoon

from none other than Bunny Ho.

He wants me as backup.

P.C.'s not gonna trust you

with his heroin

until you both have

the same blood on your hands.

Alex:
Well, if he's

looking for a killer,

he's got the wrong guy.

But what I don't get

is why he's after Bunny

when they both work for Donald.

Bunny used to run

the ghost eagles

and he's now a blue lantern,

an as of yet uninitiated member

of the Kam Tin.

So if Bunny's in debt,

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