The first 200 lines.
Close your eyes.
What are you doing?
Just close your eyes.
The eyeliner on this eye is too light,
no wonder your eyes look weird.
Are you done toying with me?
I was just pointing it out
so that people wouldn't make fun of you.
That's hardly toying with you.
Give it to me!
Give what to you?
Don't you have something to give me?
How did you know?
Never mind. Just give it to me.
OK...here!
Salted fish?
Yes, don't let its size fool you.
If you steam them, you can smell them from 3 blocks away.
Where are you from?
You use salted fish to say "sorry"?
Say "sorry"? No, say "thank you".
Thank you for what?
The guy from Tai 0 who took us on his boat to see Chinese white dolphins,
who almost choked on his denture.
He gave me this pair of salted fish even Bluefin tuna bidders couldn't have,
to thank you for saving his life.
Is this what you meant about giving you something?
This is too much!
Too much?
You haven't done any introspection about what happened at the pool?
You mean about the first kiss?
Luckily the Uncle contacted me for this.
I got reminded you were performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on him that day
You're now left with Z choices.
If the act of saving a life was a kiss,
you gave your first kiss to him, not me.
If it's not considered a kiss,
then your first kiss never took place.
Either way you see it, I had nothing to do with your first kiss.
Am I smart or what?
A"! You happy now?
Hey...what are you doing?
That hurts! Are you crazy? Stop...
Even if it's about your asthma attack,
and even if mouth-to-mouth resuscitation is not a kiss,
what about that time in the locker room?
That was twice, not just once!
You sound right!
Go to Hell, jerk!
HEY-I'm sorry, OK?
Please drive!
This is not a taxi!
We're not moving until we're full.
Go steam your own meat!
Do you have to be so pissed?
If you think I scolded you for no reason,
should I apologise instead?
That's not what I mean,
I have something to say to you.
Can you step off the mini bus?
I thought you wanted to apologise.
You expect me to do as you say?
That's not what I mean!
Can you just come off!
Are you getting on or not?
Yes !
There's just one seat left.
Wait for the next one. Alright!
Come on, step off the bus!
Hop on if you really want to apologise.
Or you should get off
and let that couple get on.
Exactly! Stop wasting our time!
I'll pay for the last seat, just go!
No...I'm getting on!
This is for you. What is it?
I bought this a while back,
to thank you for teaching me latte art
and reminding me to have the drive to excel,
to be a model for Landlord.
But meeting with that Uncle and the salted fish messed up my plan,
or I would have given it to you already.
Well? What do you say?
How about I'll give you my salted fish as well?
Who wants your fish?
I'm getting off please!
Can you sit here? It's so hard to talk to you.
Not hard at all!
The toy horse is perfect for you.
I saw it outside a betting branch.
It reminded me of you and I bought it at once.
Who told you I like to bet on horses?
No, you have difficulty in making choices.
Now that you have this horse,
press the button if you need to make a decision.
The red light means "no";
the green light means "yes".
This is your beacon.
Beacon? I think you're trying to con me.
I'm getting off please!
Grace, sit over here!
Why won't you sit in the back?
These are the only 2 seam I'll take.
If anything should happen,
the driver will swerve to protect himself.
The chance of getting hurt is much lower if you sit behind him.
I can't die for Landlord's sake.
Next time you ride a mini bus,
don't take the seat you were in just now.
If the driver slams on the brake,
you'll fly through the windshield.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
I told you to get off, but you didn't catch on.
Why didn't you come right out and say it?
Then people would fight me for the seat.
Little Horse, should I forgive him? See?
That's not how you press the button.
Let me show you...there...
See that?
Just press it again!
OK, do that!
The green light must be broken!
You didn't even put on the seat belt!
Let me help you!
I've never told you I love you.
Thanks!
I've never dared to hope that this love will last...
Dad... What?
Have you brought the cup you got at the latte art competition?
Of course!
What do you need it for? Tell me!
Landlord! It's the Prince of Latte Art!
I saw you on TV.
You're much taller in person!
How sweet of you! I thought Landlord was your prince.
Dad!
What? You have the nerve to use me to chase girls,
but not the nerve to admit it?
Here's the cup.
No! It's not for her!
Ka-yan! This is my Dad.
He's the Prince of Latte Art you wanted to meet.
I'm his son the Little Prince of Latte Art.
This is the cup he used when we prepared for his competition.
I asked him to bring it for you.
Thank you so much, Landlord! Thank you, Prince.
Can I take a picture with him?
Of course!
I'm so happy today, Prince of Coffee! Bye!
I thought you said one must keep one's feet on the ground.
You said you're not good enough for Ka-yan
and only Betty is within your level.
What? Follow me!
What is it?
This is the one...
What?
Can't you tell? This is Ka-yan's car.
50?
I have decided not to be a bus driver.
I want to be a CEO.
That's how I can afford this car for Ka-yan.
You've finally come to your senses!
You're now a kid with good thinking.
You finally believe the stupid idea of working hard for your dream.
You bet! You're now the Prince of Latte Art,
I won't have to worry about you not having enough money for the bus.
I just wanted to be a bus driver so as to get a discount for the family.
Good boy!
Go win another competition, Dad.
What's your hurry?
Then I can have an excuse to date Ka-yan.
You're using me again?
You'll have a chance to date Grace,
and kill two birds with one stone.
You're always talking about Grace.
Would you rather go out with her?
Why? Scared of the competition?
Would you like to buy a car, Sir?
Definitely! When my boy makes enough money!
You're late! I missed you!
I was working for you, boss!
That's so sweet of you!
Hey!
You've brought me food again?
Iced milk tea? Not coffee?
Roast pork and tofu with rice?
I don't have to bring you food.
This is for me.
I'm a renovator, not the delivery boy.
What's the matter with you today?
This is your bill, take a good look.
$200K? You're asking for $200K?
Look again, this is the discounted rate.
You're making me pay for each screw?
And every coat of paint?
I have to buy the screws with money.
Each coat of paint means cost of labour.
I've just learnt a new trick with my hands.
Why don't I teach you
in exchange for the renovation cost?
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