Ebola Syndrome (伊波拉病毒)

Lily, why don't you play outside? Uncle Kai and I are going to have a little chat.

Quick...

Kiss me.

Suck it.

Put it in your mouth,

Dead motherfuckers...

Put it in your mouth!

Suck it, yeah, suck it.

Let me grab that!

You're dripping wet.

Come up here, quickly!

So horny! You need some afternoon delight?

What if your husband comes home?

That sausage is gambling his socks off, we're the last thing on his mind.

Alright, focus. Twice slowly, three times fast,

Two slow, three fast.

Lily, what are you doing here?

Mum is chatting with Uncle Kai, told me to take a walk.

She's getting some on the side again?

Nam, take Lily inside.

It's not my fault, she told me to mount her.

Asshole, fucking my wife

with a dickface like that?

Eat shit, bastard!

I'll kill you! - He forced me, it's not my fault!

So many hot women, why you?

Fucking the boss' wife turns him on.

What the fuck did you say, you hag?

Shut up you fucker,

I'm going to Kill you, think you can cuckold me?

Gonna crush your skull!

- Does that bother you? - No, he deserves to die.

It's nothing to me even if you kill him.

Nam, lift him up.

Get up.

He passed out.

Piss on him.

Now! Piss on him now!

Scram! Get up.

Get up, asshole. Get over here, you motherfucker.

Here, on your knees!

Not me fucking idiot, in front of Kwan-Yi.

Down! After my wife?

Nam, bring me a pair of scissors.

How dare you? I'm your boss!

- Boss. - Motherfucking smear, get over here.

Look at me.

No, I can't

Look at me.

- Pull down your pants, - Why?

Dealing with the offending party.

- Take off your pants. - There's so little there, boss...

If you cut it, there will be nothing left.

- Take off your pants! - No, please no...

- Here goes, asshole! - I'll... I'll do it.

You'll do it? - Yes, let me, let me...

Here goes...

There'll be nothing left...

Quit it, over here.

Now, what did you say about me?

Stick out your tongue.

Let's take a little snip. You deserve that.

Fucking gossip!

My luck, working for a limp boss like you.

Busting my balls?

No, don't!

Burning to death is pretty quick, let's go.

What are you doing?

Murderin'. What?

Producer: Wong Jing

Starring: Anthony Wong

Guest Appearance: Vincent Wan, Yeung Ming, Shing Fui-On

Starring: Lo Meng, Marianne Chan, Angel Wong, Cheung-Lung Kai,

Zhang Lu, Peter Ngor

Chi-kwan Ng, Shui Ting

Concept: Lee Siu-kay Producer: Amy Lam Wai-Ha Ass.

Prod. Manager: Tasman Chang, Shui-Ting, Ng Kin-Hung

Script: Chau Ting Assistant Director: Keith Lo Kam-fu Ho Lin

Art Director: Ho Chi-Hang Action Director: James Ha Chim-Si

Cinematography: Puccini Yu Lighting: Chan Sing-Hong

Editor: Robert Choi Hung (HKES) Music: Brother Hung

Director: Herman Yau

Keep still!

Move.

Told you she has it out for me! Shoves me, not you.

- Guess that's the way she is. - Stop yapping and come help.

It's a full house today.

Stupid bastard.

That Kai is really getting on my nerves.

Oh, let it go. Where else can we find someone for so cheap? Dumbass.

Go put the money away.

Come upstairs for your salary.

Kei, your wife is always busting my balls.

- You know women. Don't take it seriously.

- I don't know how you can stand her. She's so mean.

Well, you don't know everything

-I know. -What do you know?

Your dick goes all the way. All of Chinatown can hear her moaning.

- Everyone knows this. - That's the truth.

Excuse me.

Lily, want to go sightseeing with me?

- With you? - We could treat it as a pre-honeymoon.

- Are you two pre-honeymooning with us? - This sounds like a you problem.

All I know is that I'm hungry. Let's find a place to eat.

Hurry up.

Let's go. He is busting our yellow balls. -Go? Go where?

There's work to do, a restaurant to keep open.

Shut your trap.

Fucking black devil, bet you have limp snake skin for a dick.

Come in, this place is good.

How many people? -Four.

This way.

See if you find anything you like.

- What do you recommend? - This is a famous restaurant.

The frog rice in particular, I have it every time.

- Here's your tea. - Ew, gross.

Please enjoy.

Fucking bugger. You let the whites crush your balls,

And turn around and bust mine.

What are you puttering on about? Take the pig inside.

- I don't eat frog. - What would you want then?

What are you doing? Come through the back door.

Cut the shit, the lock is broken.

Stupid like a pig.

- Have some tea. - No, no.

- Are you alright? - I think I'm going to throw up.

Lily.

Excuse me. Where is the washroom?

Upstairs.

Hey, watch where you're going!

Fuck you white motherfuckers. Fuck your assholes.

Special sauce for you!

Psychedelic!

Why doesn't she want frog rice? It's so good.

I don't feel well. I'm going to head out.

- What's wrong? -Nothing, sorry.

Let me take you back to the hotel.

- I'm sorry. - Enjoy the food.

Motherfuckers, what's so good about South Africa...

My balls have been blue since I got here, only self service available.

Black whores treat me like I'm white, white whores treat me like I'm black.

I'm so backed up, I'm going to cum through my mouth.

Are you kidding? Whores on every street corner here.

Yeah, where?

Take that one, the blonde over there.

I hit that last night, she doesn't see color.

Are you for real?

She only sees dollar signs, doesn't matter who it's from.

One honk.

One honk!

One shot, one shot.

Harder.

Quick.

I thrust! I can't!!

I thrust you to death!

Fuck me...

No...

Uh-oh!

I'm done.

One more, honey, one more.

No more...

- What's wrong? - I had that dream again.

That nightmare? It's only a dream.

Maybe you're just fatigued from all the long-haul flights lately.

I haven't had this nightmare in a year, I thought it was over...

I said, it's nothing.

I'll take you to Dr. Chan when we get back.

Get some sleep.

I know... it's the restaurant!

Which restaurant?

- The one we just visited - Today?

Because you saw the pig carcass?

No, the man who murdered my parents. He was there.

You saw him?

No, but I smelled the blood.

Just the smell of blood... But you didn't see him?

You were probably smelling the pig.

No, it was the same smell as that night.

It makes me nauseous.

Don't worry.

Take it easy, all will be well in the morning.

I didn't order sweet and sour pork. I ordered steamed pork patties.

Doesn't he understand Chinese?

Kai, the customer is throwing a tantrum

Said he ordered patties, not sweet and sour.

- Wait. - Got to remake it.

This, this'll be perfect for him. Go on!

Fuck you motherfuckers. Those white-skinned pigs are so arrogant.

If this was ten years ago, I'd beat the living daylights out of them.

But now we've got black sources...

Don't have to read their moods.

Well thank god these blacks are so dark,

- Couldn't read their facial expressions anyway. - Hell yes.

We're so far out. This isn't a cannibal tribe, is it?

Fuck you... you're shriveled and stinky. Who would want to eat you?

Guess so... But you're juicy and fresh...

Let's hope the blacks don't kidnap you and use you like a public toilet.

You asshole, you're tripping! Shut up!

Stop the car.

- We're here? There's nothing here... - I got to take a leak.