Knock Off

Command Post, Inspector Chang Choy.

Beach Order is in place.

Son of a b*tch!

With June 30th only 72 hours away,

Hong Kong is poised -

- for its return to Chinese rule

after 150 years as a British colony.

With both Prince Charles and

President Jiang Zemin here, -

- security will be unprecedented

for Tuesday's ceremonies.

Security zones on land, sea

and air will be patrolled...

A belly ring!

Does that increase sexual pleasure?

Lance, work with me!

- Lance, burn this.

- We can't wear underwear with this.

- Why nOt?

- This underwear sucks.

They're denim, the underwear is

nylon. They'll react chemically.

Then don't wear it.

I'm against underwear.

Come on, you're models! Look

like you haven't eaten in a week.

- I need your support today.

- Be a gentleman, like your partner.

Where is Ray? I need your support.

I have to get out of this business.

- Nice wheels.

- Take it for a spin. A short spin.

Hey Marcus, nice glasses. Cartier?

I've got boxes of them.

Hard to believe.

Marcus Ray, gone legit.

- Any good? The last ones.

- They work Iong enough to be sold.

I want to go out

with my reputation intact.

You can always come back.

- Your designers must speak English.

- Why? They're excellent copies.

"Puma", one "m".

Only an idiot would buy these.

These are hot. Collectors' items.

It's not your shipment. Get

your hand off, or you'll Iose it.

You're in toys now, Skinny?

Aren't you too big for that?

I can be in any business I want.

No one can touch me.

You know why your legs

didn't just get broken?

I've a big bet on you

in today's race.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Your attention, please.

The Merchants' Association

Charity Race begins in ten minutes.

Hey, give me some energy.

Give me the illusion

that you give a crap!

Pachy! Are you okay?

Do you want some water?

You work for me?

As an elephant?

Then put your head on

and get to work. Get going!

Girls, I'm late.

Where were you? We've had

two meetings and a fashion show.

At noon, the copier blew up, and at

one, everyone said "Where's Ray?"

- Did you get my running shoes?

- I've something even better.

Puma-5000X. Hydroplane soles

and shock absorbers.

It's the bomby-bomb.

It's the shits.

- It is sh*t.

- You're kidding, right?

It doesn't matter what you wear.

I'm going to win.

Eddie!

Just back from Tokyo, huh?

You son of a b*tch.

I'm one step ahead

of an angry husband.

- Hey, Tommy.

- Eddie, nice clothes. Steal them?

He doesn't mean it.

I heard you were running.

I can't let you spoil my record.

- I'll kick your ass like last year.

- You cheated last year.

No, because since you met Tommy,

you've got soft.

Who's next?

We've got Shocks, K-3, Kandu.

We've got 100,000 on Eddie Wong

and on V-Six Jeans. Any takers?

- He's betting on us both, again.

- See you at the finish line.

Here, take it! Because if you hang

out with them, we're worth nothing.

- He's family.

- His brother is a top mobster.

Not his brother, his cousin.

Don't be an old lady.

You worry too much.

I'm in condition.

It's a straight shot to the finish.

We've a Iock to win.

Eddie's got the Fix in.

On your marks.

Get set.

- Don't panic. We've a Iock to win.

- I'm not worried about winning.

- I don't want to die.

- You won't die, okay?

Turn around!

You're in shape!

You're in shape!

He's taking a short cut.

Turn here!

Turn here!

What are you waiting for, you idiot?

Sorry!

- Go, go!

- Sorry.

You got it.

We're winning!

Move that beautiful ass of yours!

- What are you doing?

- I'm just saying, we're winning.

Move it!

You have to want it.

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