Go back to your own country.
Don't ignore me. Get out of here. This is my country. Go back to Africa.
Take it easy, kid!
Shut up, asshole.
What did you just say?
Watch out.
- Español… - Tu es…
Un poquito español, poquito.
You have a light?
Excuse me, Woo Lao-Tzu?
Why do you want to know?
Because I'm supposed to meet Lao-Tzu here to score some Levi's. You him?
No, but I'm willing to bet he's not as good-looking as I am.
I'm Su-Yin.
Anya.
You going to ask what her astrology sign is next, dweeb?
You've got your game. I've got mine.
And that's why you never get laid.
You know what? You're a mean drunk.
She doesn't even like boys.
You wanna bet?
So I can take more of your daddy's money?
I'm a Leo. With Virgo rising.
But my Chinese sign is Monkey.
And I like boys.
And girls.
But I'm done talking.
Let's dance.
There you are.
What about Su-Yin?
He'll find us.
How?
We live together in the Chinese Embassy.
Must be nice.
Yeah. Su-Yin's dad is the Ambassador from China.
So they got money.
But my dad's a paper pusher.
What do you want to do in your life?
No idea. But I'm not staying here.
Most of my family's life has been about just scraping by.
Seriously?
So why's a Russian "paper pusher" and his daughter
living in the Chinese Embassy?
Boring story.
Let's go, the train's coming.
Wait, you have something there.
Maybe a hair.
Did you get it?
- Yes. - Thank you.
Can I hold your hand?
Where did you learn Mandarin?
I grew up above Fu's Laundry.
Mrs. Fu took me under her wing.
She put me to work.
Washing, drying,
ironing and folding.
That sounds horrible.
It wasn't so bad.
She cooked for me.
So, all the wontons I could eat.
You telling me that's the way to your heart?
Wontons?
Throw in some shrimp with lobster sauce and I'm all yours.
Why do I not believe you?
What do you mean?
Nothing is that easy.
Or maybe some things aren't as hard as you think.
Look at the little pussies holding hands.
You think we're like America now with all their homos?
What's wrong? Jealous?
Jealous of what? A couple of lickers?
Don't provoke them, Faina.
Of course not.
So which one of you holds the mirror while the other two suck each other off?
Shut your mouth, perverts!
You know what you two need?
Some real dick.
I don't know, Anya.
Maybe they're right.
What?
Maybe some good dick will turn us straight.
So whip them out, boys. Let's have a look.
Seriously?
Yes. I've never seen one before.
But I'm sure once I do
I won't be able to keep my hands off of it.
If you're too shy,
we can find other guys with dicks to show us.
No.
Ease up. We got it.
Come on, let's go!
Tiago, come quickly. Tiago, it's your motorbike.
You see who did this?
Asshole!
That was pretty cool.
No one's going to mess with you while I'm around.
What's wrong?
I don't want to be the prize for some bet you have with Su-Yin.
It's not like that.
I like you.
You don't even know me, Faina.
Then let's change that.
Meet me tomorrow night. Same time. Same place.
We can hold hands more.
Where were you? Don't you know I worry?
Not now, Papa.
You stupid cow. Didn't you recognize the girl whose hand you were holding?
It was in the file you were given and supposed to read. But you didn't.
I did.
Then who is she?
The daughter of Artur Orlov, the biophysicist
who is trying to ferret the secret Yaroslav Program out of Mother Russia.
Then why did you not kidnap her?
There is no reason to scare her or her father. Because I think--
You don't think. You act.