Instead of kung fu, I was just a waiter who became a detective. But that doesn’t matter. I’m just a guy who wants to hang out with his best friend again. I’m just a guy who loves his parents. Just a guy who tried to make things better, but only made it worse. Just a guy who fell for a girl. Just a guy who misses my brother. I guess that’s my story.
You think you know someone, but not really. Everyone has secrets. Everyone pretends. With your family, with your partner. Pretend long enough… you might just lose yourself.
Some people are winners and some people are waiters.[to Audrey]
Nothing ever changes. And, you know, most days, the highlight of my day is taking out the trash with you, man. Sometimes I just feel like there’s a whole world out there I’ll never get to see as long as I’m trapped, here, in Chinatown.[to Fatty]
Maybe I’m not the hero. Maybe it isn’t my story. But I can still be a part of it.
Guys like us don’t become the heroes.[to Fatty]
