Yeung
:
[addressing to Kai, who has a child hostage]
Your virus has killed lots of people. Let the child go.
Kai San
:
How dare you blame me for it? l didn't invent the Ebola virus. God created Ebola, not me. And his virus will kill all you bastards.
Kai San
:
[With a butcher's knife in his hand he runs through the streets of Hong Kong in the brightest daylight and screams:]
Ebola! Ebooola! EBOLAAAYAAA!