Thong has two huge suitcases packed with clothing which he's been buying for months now, tons of patent medicines, American products, and ingredients from Asian grocery stores. He may outweight the suitecases, but I doubt it. I accuse him of carrying coals to Newcastle, but he claims the coal is better here, even if it is from China.
He's flying over with his brother, the same one he used to throw out of the house all the time when their baby brother (the pseudo-child) was living there. His sister, the arch-enemy, is also going over, but not on the same plane. I've never met his sister, but apparently she breathes fire and belches smoke.
The citizenship certificate is now mounted right above the picture from 1995 in the bedroom.