Xin jia fa

Ko:
[in the car on the way to the gangster negotiation] Have you two done anything before?

Becknam:
What?

Ko:
Have you ever been in jail?

Becknam:
...[shakes his head]

Ko:
Have you killed anybody?

Becknam, David Chow:
...

Ko:
Ever fired a gun?

Becknam:
[enthusiastically] Yes! In Shenzhen Dream Park.

Ko:
Wow! [sarcastic but amazed] Have you used a knife then?

Becknam:
Sometimes, we'd play with it in the kitchen...

Ko:
Sh*t!

Becknam:
[All 3 are captured by Nasty Hon] Brother Ko, what should we do now?

David Chow:
You said that your head is worth a couple hundreds of men...

Ko:
But they don't know I'm in deep sh*t. I can't help it. This fool is crazy!

Ko:
Becknam, take a picture of him. [pointing to Nasty Hon on the ground]

Becknam:
Why?

Ko:
Like those diet commercials. Before and After. Take a picture while he's still alive.

Ko:
[Turn to Hon] Nasty Hon, I'm worried that you might not have a picture for your funeral. See how nice I am to you.

Ko:
[striking Nasty Hon in the head multiple times with a huge wooden hammer, while Becknam turns and throws up, and David stares in shock]...

Ko:
[thrust the hammer into David's hands] Hold it!

Ko:
[drags Becknam to face the corpse] Becknam, take pictures!

Ko:
[panting in excitement] Take a good one! Take a picture of him head! Take a picture of that white stuff! Focus on the brain fluid! Take more pictures!

David Chow:
Look, Chun is 23 years old, but he has to sit on a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He can't talk, he can't hear. He's a living corpse! Who made him this way? Sometimes I really want to let him die, so I don't have to reminded of what happened that night...

Ko:
[the duel. Ko pleads David to surrender. David pulls out a knife hidden under his chest] I love to keep my knife on my leg. Not like you, you keep it in your heart.