Gatao: The Last Stray (角頭–浪流連)

What a cutie!

Ma'am.

-The wind is howling. Take her. -Mommy's here, sweetie.

Big-Ren.

Mr. Hada's here.

-Mr. Hada. -Mr. Hada.

-It's been a while. -Congrats.

Thank you so much.

This way, sir.

Congrats, Big-Ren.

Thank you.

Why such tiny slices?

-It's more than enough. -What's good, Mr. Panda?

Where's the food?

-No food for you. -Panda, quit stuffing food in your mouth.

-I only had some. -Save some for the guests, will you?

I'm trying out the food for them.

Come on. You know it's a big day today.

Alright, don't go too crazy.

-Mr. K. -Big-Chao.

-Thanks for letting us cater. -Don't sweat it.

What are you doing here, baldy?

-Explain yourself, rubbish. -Is that all you have? Go away.

You stupid drug dealer. What?

-I don't owe you anything. -It's all good. Sit.

We're in the same territory.

We don't want you junkies' money.

-What on earth do you want? -What the heck, man?

'Sup?

Have you seen Big-Qing? Boss is looking for him.

No, I haven't. Go check out over there. I don't know anything.

-Watch your steps. -Alright, enjoy your meal.

-I'll handle the chicken. Leave it to me. -I need to deal with something.

-Hey Big-C. -What's up?

-Big-Ren is looking for you. -Big-Ren's looking for me?

-How are you doing? -I'm doing great.

Hey, Big-Qing. Big-Ren says he's ready for the photos.

Send the photographer over.

You think I don't know that? I've been trying to call her.

She won't pick up. What else can I do?

Is she not here yet?

Hold on a sec.

President Bar is here.

Welcome, President Bar.

-President Bar. -President Bar.

Senator.

What a party.

Welcome.

Clap your hands!

Bart.

-It's been a while. -You're damn right.

-Hada. -Bart.

How are you holding up?

-Sit, my friend. -Alright.

-President Gui, Mr. Hada. -Congrats.

-Big-Ren. -Congrats, Big-Ren.

-Ma'am, congrats. -Please join us.

-Thanks. -Boss.

My friend.

Since you're late,

why don't you pour yourself three glasses first?

Three glasses will take forever.

Bring me the whole bottle.

-Just kidding. -Kidding?

We got plenty of time.

Take it easy.

Congrats, Ren.

Oh, you're too kind.

A lovely daughter will bring you wealth.

Thank you. President Bar. You're our role model.

Just look at your daughter. Not only is she gorgeous,

but she defeats all her opponents in every campaign.

My friend, I really envy your success.

The hot springs and karaoke bars you own are like money-spinners.

You don't even need to work hard for it.

Not to mention your fine daughter and son-in-law.

What a lucky man you are.

They are all tough businesses.

Young people nowadays have no interest in them.

Unlike the North Fort and North Town.

The cases you work on generate enormous profits.

Another day in the hot spring is gonna give me some serious wrinkles.

President Bar.

You're too modest.

Your daughter speaks for the people.

We should all learn from her. Am I right?

Sure thing.

Why don't you all come to the South Pit as interns, then?

I'll make sure we're prepared.

Today's Ren's big day.

Raise your glasses.

To Ren. Cheers.

Make sure you don't forget who's big day it is.

-President Bar, thank you so much. -Congrats.

-You're right. -Cheers!

I should've called another guy.

-Let me handle-- -Excuse me. Who is Yu Qing Lin?

-I'm the photographer today-- -You got any sense of work ethic?

You know what time it is?

-I literally just-- -Why are you late?

-But I-- -Go do your thing.

Okay? Go take the photos.

Hustle.

What are you doing?

A quote from you, "I'm late." Therefore, I need help.

What on earth, dude?

You found this girl, not me.

I'm going to the loo.

Be careful.

President Chen.

Over there!

-Congrats. -Thank you.

Shine the light towards them. Otherwise, I can't get a good photo.

-Thank you. -Hold on.

-Okay, here we go. -Big-Chang.

-Here comes our boss. -Thank you.

Here, say "cheese".

-Another one. -Wrong person.

-The boss is over there. -Big-Chang, long time no see.

-Sorry. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -Go stand over there. Right there.

-Light. -Cheers.

Enjoy.

Higher. Tilt down.

Oh no.

-I'm not professional. What on earth? -Push your palm downwards.

-Tilt down more. -Check out Qing.

I've never seen a girl that could get him like that.

Higher. Even higher.

Hey, gorgeous,

please take one for us. Big-Chang, let's get one.

Everyone, join us.

-Okay, here we go. -Take a photo with Big-Ren.

-Okay. -To your right.

Tilt down.

-Sorry about that. -You really are professional, huh?

-Here we go. -Higher.

-Sorry, another one. -Are we done?

-Sore hands, huh? -Oh, man.

Got it.

-Thank you. -Big-Chang, thank you.

How's the assistant serving you?

Boss…

-Excuse me. Let me take a photo. -Yeah.

Pardon me.

I'm more straightforward.

For this development project, yes, we get to finally work together,

but for us at South Pit, the share doesn't seem too profitable.

Bart, I thought we talked this through.

The miscellaneous construction earnings

will all be yours.

Mr. Hada, what I meant was

this is a multi-billion urban redevelopment project,

and we only get to profit from roadbed construction?

That doesn't seem too fair to us.

Skai.

How could you talk to them like that?

I thought we all had an agreement.

We cooperate with whatever they need us to do.

Why so many complaints?

Gui, Hada.

Sorry about the youngling. They're not good with words.

Let me make it up to you.

Excuse us.

-President Bar, did you have enough food? -Yes, I did.

Please don't hesitate to eat more. We can always ask them to make more food.

Mr. Hada.

-She's feeling sleepy. -Another round.

Skai.

You see that?

Ren is already way ahead of you.

You've got to catch up and make me a proud grandpa.

Yeah.

President Gui's here, cutie.

You two need to keep it up

and fulfill President Bar's dream.

You're right. They need someone to remind them.

My friend, cheers.

-Cheers. -Alright, cheers.

Don't let him drive.

-Another one. -Ma'am, did you get enough food?

Smile.

What on earth are you doing, bro?

-Thanks a lot. -You're one of us, homie.

-Go away. -Why you holding this?

That's messed up, man.

I've been busy all night. Take this.

How does this work? Yo, I don't want it. What on earth!

-Shut up. -I don't want it.

I said I don't want it.

Play your cards, you punk.

-Big-C's in trouble. -Did you read my mind?

I'm gonna deal with him.

Leave your stuff here.

-Clean it up yourself. -How did you know my cards?

-God's calling my name? -Big-C.

Yeah, God's calling you. Come. Let's go see God.

Come on.

Help me out.

Let's go.