Twa-Tiu-Tiann Page #2

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Hey, you.

What's going on?

Hang on.

Mr. Lin's shop?

No idea. it's just how it is.

This won't do.

What if Ms Ginger sees this?

Mr. Lin is rich. it's just business.

Just hurry up.

No!

Put this on.

What are you doing?

Tell me what's going on!

Stop it, all of you!

What are you doing? Hurry!

Where are you going?

Somethings not quite right.

Probably a new move,

for the special occasion.

The new lion dance.

Drunken lion.

Where are you going?

Mr. Lin's fabric store

Sir, you alright?

Fine, fine.

Go clean it up.

Hey, you...

Who started this?

Ginger's fabric store

Who...

dares to lay a finger on Ginger's boys?

Ms Ginger!

Leave it to me.

Mum?

Who are you calling mum?

How old do you think I am?

Tell me.

Who's giving you a hard time?

Him.

Stop pointing,

or I'll have your finger chopped off.

Yeah, chopped off.

Chopped off?

Mr. Lin.

Whatever it is,

I'll deal with it.

How are you going to deal with it?

Ginger.

I didn't open a new store here

to compete with yours.

Mr. Lin.

How would my tiny little tailor shop

ever compete against your grand store?

Let me just ask you though.

God, she know nothing about our slang!

Yo man, you know

how much fabric you need

to make a dress?

What about a kimono? Dude?

No?

No?

No?

Call yourself a professional?

Don't worry though, my shop

right across the street

will never be competition.

Even better, I might

send some customers your way.

Alright? Man?

What...is she talking about?

Honestly, sir,

that accent of hers...

is driving me crazy, too.

And let me tell you.

Your boys will have to be

responsible for the mess today

or I'm going to have them all arrested!

Hey.

How can you say that?

My woman's in danger.

Catch it if you can.

Catch it if you can.

Catch it!

Catch it, it's our chicken!

Pro...Professor P?

No, no. Go away.

It is Professor P.

No, I'm not.

Professor P!

Pro...

Professor P!

- I'm not Professor P.

Make way.

- Come back.

Look, there's a pretty girl.

Look, I have money.

Come try the flour tea.

Come try the flour tea, young man.

It's delicious.

Have some.

What is this?

Where am I?

Where's my motorbike?

Black, where am I?

What year is this?

It's the 1920's!

Just woke up?

You're from Beijing?

Whereabouts in Beijing?

Mum?

How come you haven't changed?

Stop calling me mum.

How old do you think I am?

Yesterday, if it weren't for Ms Ginger

a new kid like you...

They would have beaten

the HELL out of you.

That's awesome!

Great pronunciation!

There you go.

Thank you.

5 cents.

What?

5 cents.

Only 5 cents?

Me too, me too!

Get lost.

You get lost.

You get lost.

Let's see what he's got.

Check it out. How does it look?

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