Ken and Ray talked to each other by the lake in the square:
Ken: I killed people, not many people, most of them are not good people, except for one.
Ray: Who?
Ken: This guy is Danny Alibon’s brother. He just wants to protect his brother, just like we would do. He just sells lollipops, and he walks towards me with a bottle, what will happen to you? ...I killed him.
Lei: My understanding is, sorry, if holding a glass bottle, it is a lethal weapon, he asked for it.
Ken: I think so in my heart, and I know he wants to protect his brother.
Lei: I know, but he might kill you with the bottle.
Ken: Technically speaking, he can kill with his bare hands, and his hands can also be lethal weapons. What if he can do karate?
Lei: You said he was selling candy! Why do people who sell lollipops learn karate?
Ken: I'm just assuming!
Ray: How old is he?
Ken: Probably...50.
Lei: What the hell does a 50-year-old man who sells lollipops learn karate? Is he a Chinese who sells lollipops? sky! Ken, I just want to say...
Ken: I know... After
Ken told Ray to kill him:
Ken: I came to Bruges to give you the last good memories.
Ray: To Bruges? (Rethinking meditation) Maybe it's okay in the Bahamas, why is it Bruges?
Ken:...I guess... it's cheap.
Harry gave Ken's phone message:
Number one, u aren't in when I fucking told u to be in!
Number two, why doesn't this hotel have phone with fucking voicemail, and not I have to leave messages with the fucking receptionist?
Number three, u better fucking be in tomorrow night when I fucking call again or there'll be fucking hell to pay, I'm fucking telling u. HARRY
first, I fucking told you to wait in the hotel but you weren't there!
Second, why doesn't this hotel have a fucking answering machine? So I had to let the fucking operator leave a message.
Third, when I fucking call you tomorrow night, you'd better be fucking there, otherwise I'll fucking hell, I'll tell you the fuck.
Harry
Ray and Harry duel in the hotel, in the middle of pregnancy owner Marika:
Ray: Mary, let him up, all right! Harry, promise me, let her go and shoot again!
Harry: I swear, she won't leave me and shoot.
Mary: I won't go there either, this is my hotel, (turns to Harry) It's you who is going to get out!
Ray and Harry were in a dilemma.
Harry: I guess you also have a gun, right?
Lei: Yes.
Harry: What should I do? We can't stay like this all night.
Mary: Why don't you put down your guns and go home?
Harry: Don't be silly! This is a shootout!
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