(then)It’s only Chinese if the packaging says it’s Chinese.

DAVIDAlright, what about the head stamps?

EFRAIMIt’s just a number. Doesn’t mean shit.

David sits down on the bed--

DAVIDI don’t know, it sounds so fucking shady.

Efraim puts his hands up, admitting the obvious--

EFRAIMLook, we have two choices: we can either repack this shit and send it off, or we can walk away from a 300 million dollar deal. What do you wanna do?

David looks up.

INT. LOBBY - SHERATON HOTEL - DAY117 117

BASHKIM sits down across from David and Efraim, smoking a cigarette.

ENVER (40’s), tall with stringy hair and thin as a rail, sits next to Bashkim. He is also smoking--

BASHKIMThis is Enver. I grow up with him. He runs largest individual owned box and storage company in Albania.

(to Enver)This is David and Efraim.

DAVIDNice to meet you, Enver.

ENVERBakshim told me a little about your situation.

EFRAIM (CONT'D)

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