China Girl Page #5

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Go ahead.

Hey, is that your daughter? Pretty girl.

Shut the f*** up, Mercury!

- What?

- You heard what I said.

Shut the f*** up.

Hey, you don't like it, you go over

there chinks' booth, how 'bout that?

They ain't chinks, they're people, man.

"They're people..."

Why don't you take a look and see

what them people did to your family store?

And what people did

this to my brother, eh?

Hey, Alby, what's this kid whacked on?

Somebody better talk to him.

Who? Somebody like you?

What is this?

Don't look at my brother,

I'm talking to you.

You're making a big mistake, little boy.

That's OK, you f***ing racist sh*t.

Take him home, Alby.

Hey! I'm alright, I'm alright.

Take him home. Take Ghandi home.

Take this chink-lover home.

Go ahead.

Go ahead, put him to bed.

Good night, Ghandi...

They're not "people".

Give me a beer, alright.

Hey, you, uhm...you're still working on

those egg rolls? I'm hungry, let's go!

What's the matter with you? Why do

you fight with friends over nothing?

- He ain't my friend.

- Well, he's my friend.

He just gets me mad with

all that sh*t about the Chinese.

- What do you mean?

- It gets on my nerves.

Since when are you so

sensitive about the Chinese, eh?

I ain't, it just bothers me, alright.

- Yeah, why's that?

- It just does.

You're not answering my question.

What do you want from me, Alby? I'm sick

and tired of his sh*t, he's a f***ing a**hole.

What's wrong with you?

These are our friends.

You were born in this

neighbourhood. Don't forget that.

Come on, huh?

What are you gonna

do about the store?

Let me worry about that.

You've got people out there.

We're closed.

It's the Uncle.

Enrico, I've prepared a

twelve course meal.

Marvelous.

- I love it.

- You like it?

How do they make it?

Ah, if I told you,

you would never eat it...

Why don't you get us some drinks.

I'll get you a waiter.

No, you take care of this.

- It's beautiful.

- Just feel free.

Like family tonight, alright?

Enjoy it.

I'm so glad you are here to join us.

Veal and... J&B.

Where's your cousin?

I don't know.

Well, you should.

He's your responsibility.

Look, what we want is peace

in the neighbourhood again...

...we can't have it

as long as he's alive.

We want you to find him.

Enrico...

There's an old custom in China.

It's called ganbei.

Ah, look at that guy.

He can really drink, huh?

Hey, a**hole.

Let's go see my cousin.

The Italians saw them

by Christie street.

They followed a block and then shot 'em

and left 'em in the middle of the lot.

Two of the guys followed

and brought them back.

You should've helped me. We could've

settled our differences afterwards.

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