Knock Off Page #3

We've had enough of your screw-ups,

Volkov. You're always high.

Cure you:
Cold turkey.

Tribiev, your passports are ready.

Didn't your mothers teach you not to

make a mess? This is a sh*t hole.

- You want to get out of Hong Kong.

- And you want to get paid.

Our V-Six friends are going to the

factory. Go there and clean up.

Das vedanya, cossacks.

You're worried about Miss V-Six. I'm

worried about the men chasing Eddie.

- Why?

- Why?

Because he's a scumbag

who's mixed up in some ting.

- Tong. Ting is a beverage.

- I thought it was tang.

- Eddie's no scumbag. He's family.

- "Eddie's no scumbag."

Easy on my shirt, big fella.

That's a $ 1,000 Hawaiian.

That's not... Jesus!

- You did that on purpose.

- So I'm a scumbag? You think I am.

So now he's a mind-reader?

A**hole! I should kill him.

The Chief's upset with you.

About this.

You made a spectacle.

You should have kept a Iow profile.

Tommy?

- Stay out of it!

- Stay out of what?

- Go back, or you're in trouble.

- I am already.

Hold on.

- We never hear from you.

- I can't risk tipping off Ray.

You can't handle a street punk

like Marcus Ray?

It's a Iocal, Eddie Wang.

He runs a knock-off factory.

He made some enemies, and I got

caught in the middle. I'd better go.

This Eddie Wang,

we may have to send him away...

You think I can't smell cops?

It all fits now.

The partnership, the knock-offs...

You're setting me up!

- It's not what it Iooks like.

- You're using me to get to Eddie.

- Who are you working for?

- What are you doing?

What?

- What are you doing?

- Who the hell are you?

If they go over,

I'm the last man you'll ever see.

Game's over, Harry.

We've got to tell him.

- Tell him.

- We work for the government. CIA.

Harry's my boss.

Now pull us up, Ray.

Pull us up, Ray.

You Iook confused. It's simple:

Hendricks needed a cover, -

- so we used you, even though

you were a little dirty. Understand?

You understand what I'm saying?

Don't you understand what you do...

affects me?

You want to destroy our business?

Is that what you want?

You were supposed to make me legit!

- You lied to me.

- You didn't need to know.

Not one legitimate businessman

in Hong Kong would work with you.

But I did.

I've carried you for four years.

- You're the king of knock-offs.

- I was.

But you're still a fake.

Now that is a problem.

Why?

There's this woman executive

from V-Six Jeans.

Somebody's counterfeiting our jeans.

She thinks it's us.

- They're raiding the factory.

- What? Sh*t!

What is the matter with you,

a**hole? You're in trouble.

Nice building.

Too nice for your salaries.

Check into sub-let if convicted.

It's just the Iobby that's nice.

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