Chow, We're in Bangkok?
Holla! City of Squalor!
Chow, We're in Bangkok?
Holla! City of Squalor!
Chow, what happened?
You guys texted me. Said you **** up and looking to party.
Your password is baloney1?
Well, it used to be just baloney, but now they make you add numbers.
Really ****in' annoying.
Do you ever do anything that doesn't end in a stand-off, Chow?
I am an international criminal. It always ends like this. I met my wife at one of these things.
You have a wife?
Yeah. We married 15 years. What, Chow not good-looking enough for a woman?
You ready for the craziest **** story ever? (Collapses on the table)
Chow! (Pats him)
Mr. Chow, are you okay?
You gotta be kidding me! (Checks for Chow's pulse) ****, he's dead!
Stu, shut up. Stu, shut up!
Call an ambulance!
Shut up, he's dead! Look, if someone comes and finds a dead body and a pile of cocaine, we're gonna spend the rest of our lives in a **** Thai prison! Now shh! Alan, please stop crying!