Drink. Drink, yes.
Oh! That is delicious
and refreshing! Mmm-mmm.
Sweet and sour,
like Chinese food.
Yeah.
(SPEAKING PRIMATE LANGUAGE)
He's saying
it's a celebratory
drink in his village.
Cheers!
Yeah, it brings
a joyful lightness
to the heart and soul.
No, no. No.
No, I'm sorry, it's not
"joyful lightness."
A better translation would be
"howling loneliness."
And then your bravery will be tested as your mind fogs.
And the Shadow Hags will rise from the graves and...
And hold you in an icy embrace.
And it'll feel like your bowel's being pierced
by a ghost serpent.
Well, that can't be right.
No, that can't be right.
Chaka...
(SPEAKING PRIMATE LANGUAGE)
Oh, no, no
Okay, he says it's not ghost serpent.
It's much closer to "zombie *ick."
I think it might be a narcotic.
Is that so?
I need you to be honest with me, okay? You a cop?
Chaka.
That's not an answer, Chaka. That's your name.
Seriously, by law, you have to tell me if you're a police officer.
Marco. Polo.
You wearing a wire?
(SPEAKING PRIMATE LANGUAGE)
Marco.
Polo.