Jungle 2 Jungle1997

Michael:
[Walking in street with Mimi] On top of everything else, didn't I tell you to wait in the apartment...

Mimi:
I want to see Statue of Liberty.

Michael:
I said we'd do that tomorrow.

Mimi:
You too busy for Mimi Siku! I want to see Statue to Liberty, I go.

Michael:
I've got a life here. I can't change everything just because you showed up.

Mimi:
Then why you bring me here?

Michael:
I was obligated.

Mimi:
You obligated be with me? [Runs off and alongside traffic with Michael in pursuit]

Michael:
Mimi. Mimi? Mimi! Mimi, come here! Stop! Come back here! Whoop! Mimi, I didn't mean that!

Mimi:
You said "obligated"!

Michael:
I didn't mean that. Now, stop! [Vehicle almost hits Mimi] Look out! Mimi, come on! Get out of the street! [Grabs Mimi] Come on! Get out of the street! [Pulls Mimi to sidewalk]

Mimi:
I want to go home. You not want Mimi Siku here!

Michael:
I want you here. I'm sorry. Look, stop, stop. Look. Sorry I said that stuff. I was just angry.

Mimi:
You always angry at me. "Don't do this! Don't do that!"

Michael:
This is New York. This is a dangerous jungle.

Mimi:
Mimi Siku not scared. Mimi Siku a man.

Michael:
No, you're not a man. You are an adolescent.

Mimi:
Adolescent?

Michael:
Yes. An adolescent. You don't have a wife. You don't have a family to support. You are free to do whatever you want.

Mimi:
You're an adolescent.

Michael:
What? No, no, no, no! I am not an adolescent. I'm a man.

Mimi:
I'm a man too.

Michael:
Not here you're not a man. You're a 13-year-old boy running around in a loin cloth.

Mimi:
I'm a man too!

Michael:
Okay, okay. You're right. You are a man. But you're gonna have to learn what men do in my jungle.

Mimi:
And you have to learn how to breathe when you run. [Michael gives Mimi a you-are-quite-brazen-to-be-that-condescending-look]

Michael:
Okay, first lesson. Ooh! You wanna go some place in my village, all you gotta do is wave your arm. Wave your arm. [Taxi pulls over]

Mimi:
Magic.

Michael:
Magic if he understands English. Fulton Fish Market on "ze" double.

Taxi driver:
Okay. [Speaks foreign language]

Morrison:
W-Where is he? Richard, this guy gets very upset when you're late.

Richard:
Yes, well, he's gonna be here. He's obviously delayed.. [Taxi pulls up] Here he is! Okay. Get your stuff. Get out the other side.

Michael:
Thank you very much.

Taxi driver:
You call this a tip?

Michael:
Mimi, watch traffic when you're comin' around.

Richard:
What took you...

Michael:
[Points up] We're meeting this guy at a fish stall?!

Richard:
No, he is above a fish stall.

Michael:
[Puts both hands on Richard and in sarcastic tone] Much better! [Walking through fish plant] Ooh! I love what they've done with the place!

Richard:
Let me tell you something. This guy has a lot of money. He's the king of caviar, and he's gonna save our asses. So you just play your hunches and let me play mine.

Man:
Okay, okay. Now, listen up. When you get to the top of the stairs, ring the bell once, knock twice, then ring three times. [Holds up hand to reveal missing the tip of his middle and ring fingers] Okay. Don't forget.

Michael:
What happened to his fingers?

Morrison:
He rang four times. Good luck.

Richard:
[Walking upstairs] Ring twice, knock once, ring three times. Okay.

Michael:
[Wees video camera next to big wooden door] Oh, boy.

Richard:
So it is...

Michael:
What, what?

Richard:
Ring twice.

Michael:
Ring twice. [Michael rings doorbell] Got it, got it.

Richard:
Knock once. [Knocks] And then you ring three times.

Michael:
You sure it's three?

Richard:
Yes, it's definitely three times. [Michael rings doorbell]

Michael:
Okay. [Clears throat; nothing happens]

Richard:
Okay, so that's wrong. So we do, ring three times... [Rings three times]

Michael:
I'm not sure--

Richard:
Knock once, and ring twice.

Michael:
No, it--

Richard:
Yeah.

Michael:
[Sighs] We're gonna get shot.

Richard:
Uh-uh, it's gonna be fine. It's gonna be good. [Nothing happens]

Michael:
That-that really worked great. I-I remember it differently now. I got what it is.

Richard:
All right, Mr. Wizard, take over.

Michael:
Ring twice.

Richard:
Take over.

Michael:
You knock once.

Richard:
And ring--

Michael:
[Stops Richard] No-no-no, you do not, whatever you do, ring four times. [Holds up hand and indicates fingers to remind Richard of the man losing his fingers]

Jovanovic:
[From inside] Open damn door! Chort Vozmi!

Richard:
Hi there. I am, uh.. Hi.

Alex:
Don't say a word. I know, I know. Let me introduce my comrades to you. Stand up. Thank you. Sit down. Come! We talk beans. Sit, sit. Coffee on market now 83 cents one pound. I pay you 85 cents one pound.

Mimi:
Why you take trade?

Richard:
Shh!

Mimi:
Uh, Michael. 85 cents more than 83 cents?

Michael:
Yes, it is.

Alex:
Tell wild child to shut up!

Michael:
Hey! He's just a kid. Listen, he's an unusual kid.

Alex:
Not now, Mama. So we have a deal then? I want guarantee the price not drop below 75.

Richard:
You got it.

Michael:
Wait a minute!

Alex:
There are no guarantees. This is speculation. I know speculation.

Richard:
He knows speculation, for heaven's sake. When can we expect payment? [Henchman slams briefcase on table and opens to reveal unbundled cash bills] This is lovely.

Michael:
Look, Richard, it's cash.

Richard:
Oh, my.

Alex:
Take!

Richard:
Look, um, would it be possible to talk to my partner in private?

Alex:
Of course.

Michael:
Richard, let's go.

Richard:
Ooh!

Michael:
It'll just take a moment. Richard, are you out of your mind? Now we're laundering money for the Russian Mafia?

Richard:
Yes, we are. And we'll iron it for them too.

Michael:
Him Big Buradu.

Richard:
Yes, he is.

Michael:
Come on, Mimi. Let's go.

Richard:
You cannot walk away on this, please.

Michael:
No deal.

Richard:
Think about this for one second!

Michael:
Just get us out of this.

Richard:
All right. Oh!

Alex:
[Appears to Richard] Problem?

Richard:
Oh, no. No, no. Not at all. Uh.. Mr. Cromwell had to take his son home. But he thinks you're a stand-up guy, Mr. J. He feels that..

Alex:
My name is... Alex Vasili Sergei Fyodor Jovanovic. Not Mr. J.

Richard:
It's a good name.

Alex:
[Extends hand for deal seal] We have deal?

Richard:
[Mimicking his accent] We... have... deal?

Alex:
[Louder and enunciatingly] We have deal?!