Jackie Chan's Shanghai Knights [2003] (Full Movie HD 1080p)

Jackie Chan's Shanghai Knights [2003]
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When a Chinese rebel murders Chon's estranged father and escapes to England, Chon and Roy make their way to London with revenge on their minds. Chon's sister, Lin, has the same idea, and uncovers a worldwide conspiracy to murder the royal family but almost no one will believe her.

(Wind Whistling)

- (Speaking Mandarin)
- (Gasps)

(Creaking)

(Clicks)

(Speaking Mandarin)

(Wind Whistling)

(Swishing)

Ugh!

Boxers!

(Blade Clinks)

(Metal Clinking)

Not one step further.

The keeper of the Imperial Seal,

just the man I was looking for.

Ah!

A woman.

You Chinese are
very progressive.

Hai! Ai!

(Grunting)

Ugh!

(Man Grunting)

Yah!

Ugh!

(Clattering)

Uhh.

A gift from an old friend.

FATHER: Wu Chow.

He wanted me to
send his regards.

Ugh! Aah!

Father!

Yah! Yah! Yah!

(Breathing Heavily)

(Panting And Grunting)

(Exhales)

(Clicking)

(Creaking)

(Gasps)

Uh.

(Breathing Heavily)

Father.

The Seal,

you must get it back.

I promise.

Give this

to your brother.

(Chuckles)

What are you reading?

Oh.

(Reading)

It's incredible.

Roy's just taken out the
Mummy's entire army

of zombie confederate soldiers,

and he only had one bullet.

That's impossible.

Oh, no, it's not.

Roy figured out the
physics of the Canyon

and then ricocheted a
bullet off the Canyon wall,

nailed each zombie
through the heart.

What about the Shanghai Kid?

He was captured and
knocked out on page 10

while he was polishing
Roy's pearl handles.

Don't you worry.

Roy's about to save him from
becoming a human sacrifice.

Those stories are all lies.

No. See?

It says right here on the back,

"Author Sage McCallister
bases all his stories"

"on firsthand accounts."

(Hoofbeats)

(Whinnying)

Sorry, Sheriff.

No princess.

Every day you meet
the noon stage,

every day it's the same story.

She's not coming back.

Pei Pei's married to her
work in San Francisco.

Modern woman.

You got a parcel.

Maybe it's from her!

No. It's from my
sister in China.

(Neighs)

I know.

I know. I must go.

Stay here and be a good
horsey for the new sheriff.

Uh, Sheriff, that
stage is headed east.

Isn't China kind
of west of here?

I'm not going to China.
I'm going to New York.

Roy invested my money.

Is it true that he lives in a
penthouse at the top of The Ritz

surrounded by dozens
of beautiful women

at his every Beck and call?

That's the old Roy.

He's married, settled down.

Trust me, he's changed.

(Squeak, Pop)

So there we were,

completely outnumbered.

You didn't have to tell me
we didn't stand a chance.

So I send the Shanghai Kid and
the Princess out the back.

Poor Shanghai Kid. He
was so frightened.

He forgot to thank me
for saving his life.

I'm used to that.

I return to the front.

And I counted to three,

and I burst out of the mission,

pearl handles blazing,
lead flying everywhere,

and not a single
bullet touched me.

(Gasps) No!

Yeah.

What happened to the
emperor's gold?

We divided it up.

I insisted on giving my share
to the Indians, of course.

The savages?

Please don't ever call those
noble people savages.

If being proud of your body

and wanting to ride around naked
all day makes you a savage,

then, by God, you're
drinking with a savage.

(Giggles)

(Bell Dings)

(Indistinct Conversations)

(Laughter)

(Slurping, Laughing)

And that is what you
call a French toast.

You are so sophisticated,
Mr. O'Bannon.

(Clinking)

ROY: Whoo!

Who's up for some more bubbly?

(Hands Tapping Rhythmically)

Reach for the sky, Roy.

Say that again.

Reach for the sky, Roy.

Chon Wang!

You sly son of a gun!

- Look at you.
- Look at you.

What brings you to New York?

My share of the gold.

Refresh my memory. What
gold are we talking about?

The emperor's gold.

Okay, now, that gold is in

what the Wall Street pros
call a long-term investment.

We can't touch it
because it's building.

I need it tonight.

You just got here. Let's
celebrate a little bit.

No. I don't have time.

- You just got to the big city.
- My father's been killed.

Oh.

Aw, Chon, I'm...

You need the money to get
back for the funeral?

No. I must go to England.
The ship leaves tonight.

Your father died in England?

China. My sister followed
the murderer to London.

(Stuttering)

I'm a little bit mixed up.

Let me see if I can get
the facts straight.

You have a sister? You never
told me you had a sister.

Is she pretty or does she look
like you, Chon? Be honest.

Roy, I need my money!

I don't like that tone of voice.

You think after all we've
been through I'd stiff you?

In case you hadn't noticed,

I'm doing pretty
well for myself.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Roy.

That's okay.

You're going through a
really tough time right now.

You got to be more
trusting of people, okay?

Look at me. It's Roy.

The couple at table
five is ready to order.

(Indistinct Conversations)

Do you work here?

No, I don't work here.

It looks like these guys are
wearing a similar jacket.

Roy, here's your
cut of the tips.

(Coins Clinking)

(Inhales)

It's the craziest thing.
I guess...

I guess because I
come in here so much,

they're mistaking
me for a waiter.

- It's embarrassing.
- You lost the gold.

Not all of it.

Where's the rest?

I have one word for you,

zeppelin.

I need my money now!

- Easy, easy.
- (Laughter)

Will you do anything
for this money?

Yes. I must leave tonight.

Okay. Take this key.

Go to the room. Get cleaned up.

Your old pal Roy's got a plan.

Go! Come on!

Howdy, big boy.

(Door Opens)

(Gasps)

What?

There's a woman in there! She
wants me to sleep with her.

Of course she does.

I told her the Great Wall
ain't the only big thing

coming out of China.

Why did you say that?

So you could get the money.

I will not sleep with
women for money!

Why? I'm gonna sleep
with her for money.

Chon, just go in there
and do your business

and think about your
sister in England.

- What?
- Roy!

Duty calls.

Roy!

Good evening, Mr. Mayor.

Where are they?

Who?

Ugh!

My daughters.

1 Oth floor.

(Ringing)

Roy, you got trouble.

Roy!

I got to check on something.

I'll be right back.

Chon, new plan. We got to go.

Chon, what are you doing?

I'm fixing her back.

Put her down, you
decadent philistine.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Hey, Chon.

Come on, let's go!

- Bye-bye!
- Bye.

Come on!

(Sighs)

I don't understand.
What's going on?

I don't have time to explain.

All you have to know is
there are bad men after us,

but I'm in the right.

Roy.

Chon, come on, you gotta
trust me on this one.

Okay, look.

I'm in a transitional phase
in my life right now.

But what?

You want to know the truth?

I'm a little lost right now.

You've got a sense of purpose.

But look at me.

I'm a 30-year-old waiter/gigolo.

Where's the future in that?

So, what's the plan?

You were always
my compass, Chon.

The plan. You ask me
the right questions.

The plan? The plan, I think,

is to find the right woman,

raise a lot of children,
and teach them values...

No, Roy, the plan
to get out of here.

Okay, the plan. Here we go.

(Ding)

(Whistling)

(Gasping)

- Cops! Cops!
- They can help us.

No, no. Chon, not these cops.

These are dirty cops.

They take advantage of people.

Now, if they stop us, remember,
I'm not Roy O'Bannon.

Who are you?

I'm your friend Smoky
Desperado from the west.

And who am I?

You... You're Benihana.

Benihana.

Yeah. You teach, uh...

You teach crippled children
yoga here in the city.

Okay, you go first.

No! Why me?

Because you blend in, okay?

Now, go!

Don't let them see you!

Benihana.

(Laughter)

Hey! Hey!

Ohh!

Aah!

(Grunting)

Ohh!

Ugh!

Ohh! Aah!

Aah!

Psst!

Chon!

Come on, stop wasting time.

You!

Chon, I found our
ticket out of here.

ROY: We're on our way.

Looks like old Roy
came through again.

Just like old times, Chon.

MAN 1: Check over there!

Over to the alley!

MAN 2: That way!

Yeah, just like old times.

Will you forget about
the gold for a second?

You're gonna have more money
than you ever dreamed of

when that first
zeppelin takes off.

Why do I always believe you?

What do you mean?

You're lucky I didn't invest

in that ridiculous
automobile idea.

Yeah, that's gonna
make a lot of money.

(Seagulls Crying)

(Footsteps)

(Whimpering)

What's that?

I'm in the doghouse.

Oh, come on, Chon.

Look, I'm sorry I lied.

I just didn't want
to disappoint you.

That's exactly what I mean.

I can't take that look.

I learned it from my father.

That's how he used
to look at me.

What did your Dad do? Was
he an Imperial Guard?

No.

Much more important.

He was the keeper of
the Imperial Seal.

That's what I love about China,

everybody's job description
sounds so damn cool.

The Seal has been symbol
of the emperor's power

since Genghis Khan.

It has been passed down from
one emperor to another.

My family have been watching
over it for 12 generations.

Twelve generations?

My father and I used to
skip stones across the moat

and talk about a day I would
follow his footsteps.

I was his only son.

If I'd have been there, I
could have protected him.

It's not your fault. You
were 3,000 miles away.

What's with that little box?

My sister sent it to
me from my father.

There's a message inside.

What's it say?

It's a puzzle box. I don't
know how to open yet.

You don't know how to open it?
Get a hammer and smash it open

so you can see what it says.

I must have patience.

By the time I'm able to open it,

I will be ready to
read the message.

Oh, come on, Confucius,

that's the corniest
thing I've ever heard.

Let me see this.

(Sighs)

You know what?

We're gonna go to England.

We're gonna find
your Dad's killer.

We're gonna get that seal back.

There's no reward for this, Roy.

Who said anything
about a reward?

I'm talking about
friendship, loyalty, honor.

Okay?

Thank you, Roy.

And I hear England is ass soup,

a lot of pretty girls there.

(Bell Tolling)

(Indistinct Conversations)

(Gavel Bangs)

First order of
business, my lords,

is a report from our esteemed
friend Lord Rathbone

who recently returned from a
diplomatic mission to China.

Fellow lords,

I'm afraid I bring disturbing
news from the Orient.

The opium wars have
ravaged the land.

The emperor's enemies
are organizing.

The most vicious are the Boxers,

a godless band of rebels who
murder without discretion.

China is not well.

(Murmuring)

I have brought back an envoy who
should give us some insight

into the inscrutable
mind of the Chinese.

(Growling)

(Murmuring)

Is he mad?

Given to Her Majesty Queen
Victoria by the emperor

in recognition of her 50
glorious years on the throne.

(Growling)

Outrageousness!

Long live the Queen.

(Growling)

(Upbeat Country Music Plays)

(Singing) England swings
like a pendulum do.

Bobbies on bicycles
two by two.

Westminster Abbey the
tower of Big Ben.

The rosy red cheeks of
the little children.

BOY: Jack the Ripper
strikes again!

Extra! Extra!

Read all about it.

Howdy, partner.

The English are not
very friendly.

They're just sore losers.

What did they lose?

A little thing called the
American Revolution, Chon.

Never heard of it.

I'll give you the highlights.

They came over with
about a million men.

We had a bunch of
farmers with pitchforks

and beat 'em like a drum.

BOY: Extra! Extra!

Hey!

Hey! I'm walking here!

You're driving on the
wrong side of the road!

Bunch of amateurs. These
people don't get it.

Hello, ladies.

(Giggling)

Look at you.

What, I'm not supposed
to notice a pretty lady?

I thought you wanted to settle
down and have a family.

I do, Chon. I just hope I can.

Why not?

Sometimes I worry

that all the damn
horseback riding

I did out in the west,

bouncing up and down
on the hard saddles,

might have made it so my
salmon don't swim upstream

the way they're supposed to.

What?

I might be shooting blanks.

Oh.

Don't say anything.

Roy, it's okay.

Some people are not
meant to have a family.

I've always had such a special
connection with children.

The little ankle-biters...

Hey! Watch it, you little punk!

Pardon me, guv.

You gents lost your way?

Yeah, we're looking
for my sister.

She's staying at
32 Oxford Street.

I know it well, guv. Me old
man used to live there.

Can you show us the way?

Memory's a little dodgy,

but I'm sure for a Bob
I could get you there.

What do you take us for?
Okies from Muskogee?

Go sell your bullshit someplace else.
We're not buying it.

Thanks for the tip, guv.

Hey! I stole that
watch from my Uncle!

What?

(Upbeat Music Plays)

(Singing) Aah.

Who-o-o-a

(Braying)

(Clucking)

This way.

Come here, you little
rubbish-eater!

What did I tell you about
poaching on our turf, Charlie?

I'm on the straight and narrow.
Honest.

(Sighs)

Oh, what's this, then?

After I'm through beating you,

you're gonna wish you never
ran away from the workhouse!

WANG: Leave the boy alone.

Bloody tourists!

Get your noses out of it!

Do whatever you want to the kid,

but that's my watch
you're holding.

There's a load of us
and only two of you.

So piss off!

Easy, fellas. You've
lost one war this way.

Don't make the same
mistake twice.

Hah!

Ugh!

(Grunting)

(Whistles)

(Whistles)

Come on! After him!

Hey!

MAN: There he is! Get him!

We've got him now. Come on.
Move in, lads.

Come on, move in.

(Indistinct Shouting)

Aah!

Ha ha ha!

Aah!

Wait, wait!

Ohh! Wait!

Come on! Get him!

Up the bloody ladder!

Come on!

Aah!

Aaah!

(Gasps)

Aah! Ugh!

Aaaaah!

(Crash)

Hey! Hey!

WOMAN: Oh! Watch it!

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Ugh!

Hey.

Ohh! Aah!

(Indistinct Shouting)

(Grunting)

Aaah!

Ohh!

Come here, you!

Cool.

Come on!

Move it!

(Upbeat Music Plays)

Come on!

(Singing) Do, do, do, do.

Do, do, Dee, do.

Do, do, do, do.

Do, do, Dee, do.

Do, do, do, do.

Do, do, Dee, do.

Aah!

You!

(Grunting)

Aah!

Did you see that?

It's okay.

Okay?

I call that one my
kung pao chicken.

I clotheslined the sucker.

(Whistle Blows)

Come on, get back!

Clear away!

Come on!

Make way!

(Groaning)

I think you gentlemen should
accompany me back to the Yard.

This isn't a yard! It's a jail!

Roy, calm down.

Unbelievable.

(Sighs)

(Footsteps)

Wait, someone's coming!

- Let me handle this.
- I'm gonna handle it, okay?

The English aren't like you.

They don't get all
emotional touchy-feely.

Do me a favor.

Park the kung fu. Let
me do the talking.

(Cell Door Opens)

Come here! Let me
give you a hug.

Ooh!

Ha ha!

I've been after that Fleet
Street gang for two years.

Then you two come along
and bring them down

in a single afternoon.

Brilliant! Now, um...

Oh, that's my watch!

Yes, a street urchin
turned it in.

The little punk better
not have scuffed it.

I do hope your luck picks up.

What do you mean, my luck?

I deduced from your watch

that you'd hit rather
a rough patch.

He has. How do you know?

It's an investigative
technique I've developed.

I can deduce intimate
details about an individual

through a close scrutiny
of their personal effects.

What else can you tell?

The owner of this watch
is a bad gambler

and a lousy shot.

Although he's cheated
death several times,

he spends most of his life
wandering in a rather pathetic

and futile search for
purpose and respect.

Oh, yes.

He has a penchant
for loose women.

Wow! That's amazing.

I'm sure it's a very
popular party trick

at birthdays for small children,

but it doesn't quite play with adults.
(Chuckles)

Just to set the record straight,

Roy O'Bannon is not
attracted to loose women.

Loose women are attracted to me.

- You're Roy O'Bannon?
- Yeah.

The famous Western folk hero?

Have you heard of me?

Have I heard of you?

I've only read Roy O'Bannon vs.
The Mummy five times.

It's fascinating.

I want you to meet
the Shanghai Kid.

Oh, yes.

The faithful Chinese sidekick.

I'm not a sidekick. Those
stories are all lies.

Hey! Come on. Don't be bitter.

I can't help what Sage
McCallister writes.

If there's anything I can
do, I'm at your service.

WANG: We're looking
for my sister.

She's staying at this address.

Can you take us there?

Oh, dear.

I think you'd better
come with me.

(Gasps)

Hey.

Ohh!

Lin.

Wang.

Wang.

Um, if you don't mind,
I'll just wait outside.

(Door Closes)

Introduce me.

Oh, this is Lin, my baby sister.

(Speaking Mandarin)

Roy O'Bannon.

Pleasure.

You never told me your
sister was such a...

Beautiful lotus blossom.

(Speaking Mandarin)

What'd she say?

No, no, no. No talking about
me in your native tongue.

Why are you in jail?

I followed the man
who murdered father.

And?

I found out where he live.

I snuck inside his house
and tried to kill him.

It's my duty to find
Father's killer.

No, it is mine! I'm the
one who promised Father.

But I'm his only son.

When you abandoned
us for America,

Father said he had no son.

What?

(Sighs)

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Time out.

Time out, time out. Come here.

The detective's a fan.

Why don't I play the
celebrity card,

and we'll get her out that way?

Okay?

Come on.

Don't worry. I'll get you out.

Everything's gonna be okay.

In fact, I'm gonna give you
my good-luck playing cards.

Just ignore the naked ladies.

Wang!

Have you opened Father's box?

Not yet.

(Door Hinges Squeak)

(Door Locks)

She tried to assassinate
Lord Rathbone

whilst he was taking
afternoon tea.

He's 1 Oth in line
to the throne,

Her Majesty's favorite cousin,

and the finest
swordsman in England.

So, of course, the
press had a field day.

The story actually knocked Jack
the Ripper off the front page.

Artie, Lin is not a killer.

She's just a really,
really, really

hot, confused Chinese girl.

Maybe if I agree to
sign a few autographs

and talk to some of my
fans here in England,

do some type of charity event,
can we get her out that way?

I'm afraid that's out
of the question.

What will happen to my sister?

She'll go to trial,
probably be locked away

in an institution for
the criminally insane.

The tabloids have already
dubbed her "Loony Lin."

I thought it was rather catchy.
(Chuckles)

At the time.

(Indistinct Conversations)

(Horn Honking)

Do you have any notion

what would happen if we
were to be seen together?

Since your return, I have yet to
lay eyes on the Imperial Seal.

I'm hosting a Jubilee Ball at
my country estate tomorrow.

Be at the stables at midnight.

As requested, a
token of my esteem.

(Chuckles Softly)

This is where you get out.

(Car Door Closes)

I hope there will be
more trust between us

when I'm emperor and
you are the new King.

(Upbeat Pop Music Plays)

ROY: Wow! Buckingham Palace.
Look at that, Chon.

That's where the Queen lives.

Hey, look at this guy.

WANG: He's a royal guard. He
has a very important job.

I used to be just like him.

No, no, they're
nothing like you.

They're more of a
tourist attraction.

You can make faces at
them, insult them,

and they can't move a muscle.

- Here, watch this.
- Roy...

No, no, it's okay.

Hey, buddy, your
shoes are untied.

(Whistling)

That is the biggest damn
beaver I have ever seen.

(Laughs)

Roy, stop it.

The Queen!

Look, the Queen!
She's mooning us!

(Laughs)

He almost went for that.

My friend and I just
came over from America.

You might have heard of it. We
run your jerkwater country.

Come on. You're gonna take
that from a colonial?

Roy, stop it.

I bet you're one hell
of a damn poker player.

No hard feelings.

Huh?

Aah!

(Laughing)

ROY: They can't do that!

They're not allowed to do that!

Shouldn't have touched him.

You scram, you little punk.

I've got friends
at Scotland Yard.

I'll give you up in a heartbeat.

You get your watch back?

Don't worry about my watch.
Go on.

It's a knockoff, you know.

What are you talking about?
A knockoff?

My Uncle stole this watch
from President Lincoln.

It's a priceless
family heirloom.

Not according to the pawnbroker.

You should not steal.

If I don't steal, I don't eat.

By the way,

who showed you how to do all
that kicking and punching?

My father.

Have you ever heard of those?
They're parents.

We have parents that love us.

You don't 'cause you're
a little orphan.

Go on. You're
making us look bad.

You're cramping our style.

(Thunder Rumbles)

Oh, this country blows.

You need a place to stay?

Come on in and warm your dogs.

ROY: (Whistles) You can
get into a lot of trouble

breaking into a place like this.

That being said, well done.

You just ate the last chocolate.

Course I did.

You gotta look out
for number one, kid.

(Sighs)

I could really get used to this,

living the life of a
country gentleman,

maybe doing a little painting,

let Lin play in the
garden with the children,

Vera, Chuck, and Dave.

Who's Lin?

(Sighs) Lin's the most
beautiful woman I've ever met.

She's gonna be the savior
of the house of O'Bannon.

Hey, Chon, check
out the threads.

What do you think? All I'm missing is
the loyal hound curled at my feet.

We're wasting time. We
must find Rathbone.

What do you think
I've been doing,

sitting here, drinking
expensive hooch?

Boy, refill.

I've been working on a plan.

Now... Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Don't slosh the Brandy.

It messes with the bouquet.

Sod off.

Listen, I'm trying to
teach you a skill set,

help get you off the street.

Bartenders make big bucks.

Roy!

The plan.

Thank you, Chon.

Now, I figure, if
we find the Seal,

we can prove Rathbone
killed your Dad.

It's the old Hail Mary play.

I also have a version
where we dig a tunnel.

Hey!

Bloody catapult. Jesus Christ!

You don't need a catapult.

Who asked you?

You don't interrupt grown-ups
when they're talking.

"Lord Nelson Rathbone requests
the pleasure of your company"

"at the Jubilee Ball"

"in honor of Her Majesty's
50th year on the throne."

Sounds good.

Yeah, it doesn't address
the issue of security.

They're not gonna let Chon
and I waltz into the castle.

All you need is a
proper disguise.

I do like a good disguise.

(Chains Rattling)

I look like a fool.

What? You're a maharaja.

That's Indian royalty.

But I'm Chinese.

It's the same thing.

Hey.

Bob your head a little bit,

gives you more of a
India-royalty flavor.

That's good. Good
show, good show.

Good show, good show.

Cheerio, cheerio.

Cheerio, cheerio.

Now what do we do
when we see Rathbone?

Kill him.

No, okay? No!

You're gonna be civil in there

'cause we don't
have the Seal yet.

No seal, no Lin, no
family honor, okay?

Be cool. Okay, we look great.

Let's enjoy this party.

Whoa, whoa. What
are you doing?

I'm going inside.

The say the place is haunted.

No, you're the harness man, which
means you get back at the carriage,

and you wait there in case we
need to make a quick getaway.

Go on, man your post.

You don't always
get what you want.

Why are you so mean to that boy?

I see a lot of
myself in that kid.

It's kind of freaking me out.
Come on.

(Sighs Deeply)

Your name, please, sir.

So I can announce you.

Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes.

And which province do you
represent, Your Highness?

Nevada.

(Bells Jingling)

(BAND PLAYING MID-TEMPO MUSIC)

(Indistinct Conversations)

May I present Major
General Sherlock Holmes

and His Highness the
Maharaja of Nevada.

How are the security arrangements
this evening, Inspector?

Oh, everything seems to be
going swimmingly, my lord.

And if I may say so,

it is an honor to guard
your lordship tonight.

I think I speak for all
of us at Scotland Yard

when I say that no matter how
far you are from the throne,

you'll always be number
one in our hearts.

Okay, here's the plan.

We're gonna get a little chow,

then we're gonna
sneak out of here

- and start looking for that seal.
- Okay.

- Spotted dick, sir?
- What?

Spotted dick.

(Scoffs)

Can you believe this guy?

I'm trying to get something to eat,
he's asking me if I got the clap.

I think he's offering you food.

Oh... Spotted dick. Oh,
no, I think I'll pass.

I'm not really a dessert man.

Perhaps my friend might like
some spotted dick. (Laughs)

I might try one of these
sausages, though.

A little smoky Joe.

Mmm, this is good!

I thought the food here
was supposed to suck.

The haggis is fresh
from Scotland, sir.

It's made from the
finest sheeps' bladders.

(Spitting)

I'm gonna get some whiskey
and wash my mouth out.

You should try the quail.

I shot them myself this morning.

How do you do, your lordship?

Very well, thank you.

I'm not acquainted with
the Nevada province.

But I haven't been
to India since '81.

I spent most of my
time in the Orient.

I hear you've just
returned from China.

You are well-informed, Maharaja.

It is my dream that
the Chinese people

will follow India's example and
one day embrace British rule.

The Chinese are very proud.

They place family and
honor above all else.

I'm sure we can
break them of that.

(Chain Jingles)

(Ticking)

If you'll excuse me, I have
a matter to attend to.

Until we meet again.

Patience, patience, I'm
proud of you, Chon.

We must find the Seal.

What do you see?

ROY: Shh, shh, shh!

He just pulled a fancy
dragon key out of his desk.

That was my father's!

I must avenge his honor.

Slow down, tiger. Slow down.

Quit going all Chinese on me.

Chon, Chon, Chon...

Where is he?

Damn it, Chon, remember
your puzzle box, patience.

Patience.

There are no windows.

And we just came in
through the only doorway.

That leaves one explanation.

Remember in Roy O'Bannon vs.
The Mummy

how the zombie King got away

when I chased him into
the pharaoh's tomb?

There's a secret passageway
behind the Sphinx.

Now, there's gotta be a lever
or a button over here.

Help me lift some stuff up.

We're gonna... (Grunts)

Roy!

The painting! It's looking at me.
Look!

Yeah, yeah. Looks like it's looking at me, too.
That's great. That's...

No, real eyes... Moving!

No, Chon, that kid got
to you, didn't he?

Unbelievable! We're not
in a haunted house.

That's a technique
that an artist uses.

"Ubiquitous gaze" or "pursuant
eyes" is the technical term.

It's unnerving though,
I'll give you that.

(Roy Grunts)

Roy...

Now, those eyes... Look!

Whatever you say, Chon.

Let's see what you
got here, Rathbone.

Huh?

Roy!

(Air Hisses)

What, Chon? Are the
statues moving now?

Wow!

(Breathing Heavily)

Oh!

(Muffled Grunting)

Mm-mmm!

Roy!

What?

Damn it, I can't even hear myself
think with you shouting at me, Chon.

Chon?

Chon?

Chon?

This is ridiculous.

Chon, if you wanna act like a
child and play little games,

then find someone else, okay?

'Cause I take this
stuff seriously.

I'm here to work.
I'm on a mission.

(Air Hisses)

Chon?

Okay, Chon.

Okay, you little Chinese otter.

Let's play.

Hah!

Aah! Aah! Chon, demons!

Aah! Aah! Aaah!

Aah! Hyah! Hah!

Aah! Aah!

Hyah! Aah!

Hah! Hah!

She's gonna fight
my battles for me.

LIN: Come on.

Let's go.

What? What are you doing?

That's kinky. I like it.

Unh!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Unh!

Unh! Unh!

Wow! Look at this.

(Whooshing)

Ooh!

Unh!

Unh!

Aah!

(Squeaking)

Wait, there's something
different about this room.

(Whooshing Continues)

Huh? Oh!

Ooh!

Hey.

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Don't drop it!

Let's go!

- Wang!
- Chon, for God's sakes.

- Lin.
- Now he shows up.

- I found it.
- Wait, Chon. Do you want to hear?

LIN: The Seal's gone.

(Wind Whistling)

(Whistling Continues)

Lin.

Roy!

ROY: Are we gonna come back?

WANG: Roy!

(Sighs)

(Twig Snaps)

Must you keep doing that?

I was taught not to
be seen or heard.

The Seal.

I am a man of my word.

I remember watching my
brother play with this

like a baby rattle.

When I'd try to touch it,

the dowager empress beat me.

RATHBONE: No doubt your
deprived childhood

made you into the
man you are today.

(Gasps)

Wu Chow.

Wu who?

He's the emperor's
bastard brother.

He was banished from
the Forbidden City

for trying to steal
the Imperial Seal.

Our father caught him.

He vowed to return to claim
the emperor's throne.

This guy?

RATHBONE: I'll assume everything
has been arranged as discussed.

You have nothing to worry about.
It's all in place.

That diamond is as big
as a damn monkey's paw.

Roy...

Don't even think about it.

I'm just admiring the
craftsmanship, Chon.

So for now, our
business is completed.

Where's Lin?

Aah!

Aah! Aah! Oh!

Hey! Hey!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Gotcha!

Just looking out for number one.

No!

The kid got the Seal!

Unh! Unh!

ROY: Chon!

Aah! Aah!

It's stuck.

Lin!

Hurry!

(Grunting)

Go! You can do it!

ROY: She's got it.

She's got it.

She's got it!

Roy!

Come on!

Chon, what in our
history together

makes you think I'm capable
of something like that?

- Roy!
- I can't do that!

- Hurry up!
- (Sighs) Wait...

There's a better way.

ROY: Yee-haw!

(Singing) Every day
I get in the queue.

Too much, magic bus.

To get on the bus
that takes me to you.

Slow down!

I'm a bat out of hell!

Yee-haw!

Besides, I don't know
where the brake is.

What?

Look out!

Aah!

(Both Screaming)

Magic bus, magic bus, magic bus.

Magic bus, magic bus, magic bus.

Magic bus.

Now I've got my magic bus

(Screaming Continues)

Now I've got my magic bus.

So, what now, buddy?

Relax, relax. Smooth
sailing from here.

Too much, magic bus.

BOTH: Aaah!

(Crash, Glass Breaking)

Yes, these are the
men who attacked me.

I'm afraid the assailants have
temporarily eluded us, my lord.

Perhaps you could explain to me
how Loony Lin managed to escape

from the confines of Scotland
Yard under the watch

of the most respected
police force in the world.

Yes, of course, it's
absolutely fascinating.

Um, she picked the lock

using a deck of rather
risqué playing cards.

Then scaled the walls
with a mop, a fork,

and various pilfered
undergarments.

You've gotta hand
it to the Chinese,

they are an awfully
ingenious lot, aren't they?

Does your incompetence
know no bounds?

(Sighs)

(Trippy Rock Music Playing)

(Singing) It's the
time of the season.

When the love runs high.

In this time, give
it to me easy.

And let me try with
pleasured hands.

Where am I?

Lin!

I don't even know these women.

It's the time of the season.

Lin, what are you doing here?

For loving.

Oh, Lord.

You want to try the
position on page 37?

Come here, you little minx.

(Bleats)

What?

It's the time of the season.

For loving.

Aaah!

(Painfully) Oh!

Oh!

- You okay?
- No, I'm not okay.

I've just been violated
by a barnyard animal.

Unh!

(Sheep Bleating)

Who would leave a pile of stones
in the middle of the field?

I don't know, Chon.
These people are nuts.

Come on.

ROY: Can I tell you something?
WANG: What?

ROY: This is a hell of a
damn adventure we're on,

and I'm having an
absolute ball with you.

Me, too.

(Horse Whinnies)

Here we go, here we go.

Get your thumb out, Maharaja.

Get over here.

Excuse me!

- Lin!
- Lin!

(Horse Whinnies)

My shoulder's getting
a little tight. Aah!

This is your first time
in England, isn't it?

How do you know your way around?
It's incredible.

I always had a good
sense of direction.

Oh, you can say that again.

I wish we could say the
same about you-know-who.

I once sent him over
a Mountain range.

He was lost forever.

(Chuckles)

One time, I sent him
over the Great Wall.

He was lost for three days.

Three days? Nunh-unh.

(Laughs)

Oh, gosh, we got
a lot in common.

I've never met anybody
like you, Roy.

Really?

Yeah.

Hey, can I tell you something
without you getting offended?

What?

You have a great body.

(Laughs)

There! I said it!
It's out in the open.

(Laughs)

You must work out.

(Giggling) Me?

Excuse me.

I...

Chon, what are you doing?

I don't like the backseat.

What?

Makes me sick... Dizzy.

ROY: Whitechapel...

This looks like a nice
enough neighborhood.

(Indistinct Conversations)

What is Puss 'n' Boots?

It's a boardinghouse.

Some of the sailors on the ship
coming over recommended it.

(Indistinct Conversations)

Come on. Come on!

I won't let my sister stay here.

What are we supposed to do?
Check in to The Savoy?

We'll get arrested before
we get to our room.

I don't mind this place.

See? A little open-minded.

(Chuckles)

I know it sounds crazy
'cause I just met her,

but I think I'm falling for her.

I think she's the one.

Roy, she's my baby sister.

I know she is. Thank God! That's
the only chance I've got.

Look, I'm getting ready
to launch a little thing

called, "Operation Sweep
Her Off Her Feet."

You're in a position
to talk me up.

Can I count on you?

Please, buddy, I've never
asked you for anything.

Sure, Roy, I'll
tell her the truth.

Don't get hung up on the truth.

Feel free to smooth out
your old pal's rough edges.

(Sighs Deeply)

I love you, buddy.

(Piano Plays In Distance)

(Door Hinges Squeak)

Lin, come.

(Grunts Softly)

WANG: Sit.

(Conversations Continue)

(Door Hinges Squeak)

(Knock On Door)

(Sighs)

Hello, love.

Fancy a tumble?

Oh!

Where were you two days ago? I
would have bedded you in a second.

Now you're looking
at a changed man.

I'm sort of saving myself
for someone special.

I'll give you a discount.

That's the most romantic thing
any woman's ever said to me.

Oh! You better go.

You better go before
we lose control. Go!

If you change your mind...

Roy!

WANG: Lin...

Our father would talk about
the right man for you.

He must be strong...

All right.

...courageous, and
a good father.

Like Roy.

We got her, Chon.

Not like Roy.

You don't know him like I do.

He has many bad habits.

Such as?

He drinks, smokes
and he gambles.

Chon, where are you
going with this?

He sleeps with women for money.

What are you...

Roy don't do that. I
can see inside him.

(Sighs)

He has a good heart.

That's right.

His salmon don't swim upstream.

Huh?

He shoots blanks.

Aah! Aah!

Lin, he cannot be trusted.

How could you say that?

You're his friend.

Yeah, sort of.

Roy is the type of a friend

you never introduce
to your other friends

or bring home to your family.

He never speak the truth.

You know what I call him?

Not Roy O'Bannon, Roy O'Baloney.

I don't care.

Lin, I forbid it.

You are not my father.

(Door Opens)

(Sighs)

(Melancholy Music Playing)

Roy, there you are.

Hi.

Mm-hmm.

You need anything, buddy?

A whole lot of leave-me-alone.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I guess I just woke
up on wrong side of the bed.

I feel a little pain in my back
like someone put a knife there.

I'm okay.

Don't worry about me.

(Singing) Yes, it's the
saddest experience.

You'll ever know.

Because one is the
loneliest number.

WANG: Roy!

Ta-da!

That actually reminds
me of a trick.

- You ever seen this one?
- Ooh!

Or this one? Aah!

Ooh!

You think you're so cool

with your karate and
your childlike reflexes.

Aaaah!

Oh!

Roy, you okay?

Look at you. (Chuckles)

Do you really call
me "Roy Baloney"?

Roy, you don't understand.

You just smashed my puzzle box.

I'll never figure
out my message.

- Roy...
- Go.

You're dead to me.

I don't know a Chon Wang.

(Sighs)

What...

ALL: Hi, Roy.

Who loves you, baby?

Nice try, Chon.

Roy...

I'm sorry.

You do that again and
you're a dead man.

(Sighs Deeply)

Pillow fight!

(Singing) Every evening, when
all my day's work is through

I call my baby and ask
her, "What shall we do?"

I mention movies, and she
don't seem to dig that.

And then she asks me, why
don't I come to the flat.

And have some supper and
have the evening pass by.

By playing records
beside the groovy Hi-Fi?

I said yeh, yeh.

That's what I say

I said yeh, yeh.

My baby loves me, she
gets me feeling so fine.

When she loves me, she makes
me know that she's mine

I said yeh, yeh

I am Roy Baloney!

Yes!

- I'm full of it!
- You are!

We'll play a melody and
turn the lights down low.

So that none can see.

We gotta do that,
we gotta do that.

We gotta do that,
we gotta do that.

And there'll be no one else
alive in all the world.

'Cept you and me.

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh.

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh.

My pretty baby, I never
knew such a thrill.

It's hard to tell you,
because I'm tremblin' still.

My pretty baby, I want
you all for my own

Roy?

(Shouting, Laughter Continue)

Lin!

(Laughter, Shouting Stop)

It was his idea.

- Chon!
- Clothes!

(Grunts)

(Indistinct Conversations)

(Gasps)

Nice night for a walk.

Aah!

(Splash)

(Cursing In Mandarin)

ROY: Lin!

- Lin!
- There you are!

What are you doing?

Don't you know there's a
serial killer on the loose?

Forget it.

(Footsteps Approach)

(Footsteps Approach)

Who the hell are these guys?

Boxers.

What do they want with us?

RATHBONE: They're with me.

I think we need to
have a little chat.

Chon Wang,

the man who defied an emperor.

The emperor should never
have spared your life.

I see.

You're still my
brother's lapdog.

I'm here not for him.

I'm here for my father.

Of course you are.

It was my dagger that
plunged into his heart.

It's still crusted
with his blood.

Unh!

(Grunting)

I know the boy has the Seal.

Where is he?

We don't know.

That's the truth. We don't know.

Mmm...

What are you...
What are you doing?

Unh!

(Breathing Heavily)

ROY: Stop! Put her down!

Put her down! Put her down!

Or what, Mr. O'Bannon?

Are you gonna kick my ass?

I've read all about your
ridiculous exploits.

I mean, just...

How does it feel to kill a
Mummy with your bare hands?

Only a nation of
uneducated rednecks

would be amused by
such cowboy drivel.

Whoa, whoa, easy.

What's with the
personal attacks?

You don't see me
making any comments

about your pasty complexion

or your snotty accent,

or even your filthy,
smutty sex books.

Yeah, I saw your book.
It disgusted me.

Aah! Aaah!

Oh, why is it always the
head with you people?

- Roy: Hold it!
- (Muffled) Unh!

Stop! Hold it! Just hold it!

What are we doing here?
Guys, look at this.

We're acting like
animals over what?

Some seal?

The Seal represents
imperial power.

I will use it to unite
the emperor's enemies

and storm the Forbidden City.

What's in it for you?

You're looking at the
future King of England.

You're like the 20th
in line to the throne.

1 Oth.

But my friend is about to change all
that by a simple process of elimination.

(Snaps)

It's called a machine gun.

The first of its kind. It
fires 200 rounds a minute.

Testament to British ingenuity.

Oh, so you steal the Seal, and
then you knock off nine royals?

You got the short end of
that stick, my friend.

Unh! Unh!

Dump them in the river.

Unh!

Where are you taking her?

To make history.

I can already see
the headlines...

"Nation mourns as Loony Lin
massacres Royal Family."

Unh! Unh!

Unh! Unh!

I need your assurance that
you will find the Seal.

Don't concern yourself.

My men are scouring the city.

You better pray they find it,

or our agreement is over, and
you will never get the crown.

(Sighs)

Chon, I got a
confession to make.

You're in love with my sister.

That, but...

I didn't lose all the
money on the zeppelins.

No?

No, I blew most of it on
the Roy O'Bannon novels.

I wrote them.

No, Sage McCallister wrote them.

That's what I'm saying, buddy.

I'm Sage McCallister.

You wrote those lies?

I've always had low self-esteem.

How many books did you print?

I self-published probably
a million copies.

(Sighs)

We were actually second
to the Bible that year.

Oh, you...

I guess I'm just about the worst
friend a guy could ask for.

(Sighs)

No, you're a good friend.

Thank you.

If you really love Lin, I
won't stand in the way.

Really?

But if you break her heart,

I'll break your legs.

That's fair.

(Footsteps Approaching)

(Sighs) Well, friends
to the end, Chon.

And this is the end.

(Sighs)

Chon, you got a plan?

You wouldn't happen to
have a plan, would you?

Yes.

- Anything I can do?
- No.

Good. I'll let you do the
heavy lifting, then.

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Grunting)

(Shouting)

Chon, hurry!

(Wang Grunting)

(Grunts)

- MAN: Aaah!
- (Whooshing)

ROY: Chon!

Chon! Chon, hurry!

Hurry!

Hurry! Chon, hurry!

Roy!

Coming!

Chon!

(Shouting In Mandarin)

Oh!

ROY: The water's so dirty!

No! No! It's dirty! No!

(Gasps)

(Grunting)

Aah!

Aah!

Just go ahead and drown me.
I don't care anymore.

Aaah!

Roy!

(Grunts)

(Hissing)

(Muffled)

(Grunting)

(Knocking On Door)

(Knocking Continues)

You look ridiculous.

(Crickets Chirping)

I think we look good.

I really must protest
this intrusion.

Every Bobby in London is out
scouring the streets for you two.

Have you been drinking?

I always drink when my
employment's been terminated.

They fired you?

Your Lord Rathbone saw to that.

I'm sorry.

It's of no consequence.

I never wanted to be an
inspector in the first place.

It was my father's idea.

I always wanted to be a writer.

Yeah.

Artie, we need your help.

Rathbone has taken Lin.

He's gonna kill the Royal Family
and he's gonna assume the throne.

Do you have any evidence to support
these preposterous allegations?

We have this. It's the boy's.

Use your technique.
Tell us where he is.

Paraffin wax...
Most interesting.

He's at a church. The little
punk's hiding in a church.

No, no, no.

It's not candle wax.

I have it.

(Muffled Talking)

- Don't worry. You'll get it.
- What are you doing?

He's picking the lock.

- Hurry up!
- Chon, please!

It's a very meticulous process.

Let Artie do his job.
It's almost an art form.

It takes the precision
of a surgeon.

You have to be so precise.

Maybe if we jam
another one in there.

That works, too.

Lacks a certain finesse.

All right, all right.
Let's split up.

Ugh.

Aaah!

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

Ugh.

Aah!

(Ragtime Piano Music Plays)

What the...

I am gonna break your neck.
Come here.

Aaah!

Aah!

(Man Shouting In Cantonese)

(Shouting In Cantonese)

(Shouting In Cantonese)

(Clanking)

CHARLIE: Ah-choo!

(Gasps)

Looky, here.

- Come on, where is it?
- What?

You know what I'm talking about.

Don't give me that "what."

What do we got here?

Oh, yes.

You don't mind if I
take this back, do you?

Go on, get out of here.

Go!

WANG: Roy?

I got it.

MAN: Give me the Seal.

Give me the Seal!

- MAN: All right, spread out!
- (Whistle Blows)

Through there!

Let's go.

(Panting)

The gig's up.

(Sighs)

(Hoofbeats)

So what are we gonna do?

Come on, think!

I'm not going to
an English prison.

With my feathery blond hair
and Chon's athletic build,

they'll try to make us
the belle of the ball.

Forget it. I'm not going back.

ARTIE: Well...

At least we'll get a good
view of the fireworks

from Scotland Yard.

Fireworks?

Yeah.

At midnight, they're
launching this huge display

from a flotilla of
barges on the Thames.

It's the official kickoff
to the Queen's jubilee.

Is the Royal Family
gonna be there?

They're gonna be viewing the
spectacle from a balcony

overlooking the river.

He's got a machine
gun on the barge.

Yes.

(Thud)

(Footsteps)

(Grunts)

You gents lost your way?

Kid, tell me you got a way out.

(Exhales Sharply)

ROY: Nice move, kid.

So why did you come back?

Why did you give up the Seal?

'Cause I'm a fool.

Guess I'm a fool, too.

Put her there, fool.

I never got your name.

Name's Chaplin.

Charlie Chaplin.

(Symphonic Music Plays)

(Cheering)

(Cheers Intensify)

(Speaking Mandarin)

(Cheers And Applause)

Excuse me.

Excuse me, please!

Excuse me.

You warn the Royal Family.

I'll save Lin.

How on Earth are
you gonna do that?

Aaah!

(Cheers And Applause)

(Cheers And Applause)

(Bell Tolls)

(Tolling Continues)

(HIGH-PITCHED HISSING)

Ooh! (Laughing)

(Gasps)

You okay?

(Grunting)

I just saved you!

You were late!

What?

(Laughing)

Nelson?

Why are you hiding
yourself back there?

I shouldn't like to impede
your view, Your Highness.

Nonsense! You arranged all this.

You should have a
front-row view.

I regret that respectfully
I must decline.

I need to keep a good
eye on proceedings.

Whoo! (Laughing)

Nelson, you've outdone yourself.

Wait till you see the finale.

LIN: Hey!

Hey!

(Shouting)

Oh!

Ugghh!

This is hopeless.

We're not gonna get
past the guards.

Not with that
attitude, we won't.

Come on, Artie, there's gotta be a way.
There's always...

(Horse Neighs)

LIN: Aaah!

Lin!

Aaah!

(Horse Neighs)

ROY: Yeah!

Yee-haw!

Yee-haw!

We got to jump it!

Aaah!

(Neighs)

Aaah!

Aaah!

(Squeaking)

(Whooshes)

LIN: Wu Chow!

(Breathing Heavily)

(Sighs)

Hold it right there, Rathboner.

(Horse Neighs)

Ugh! Oh.

I'm guessing by
your hasty retreat

that you're still 20th
in line for the throne.

1 Oth.

Inspector Doyle,
arrest this man.

He's got a gun!

Oh!

Come on!

You okay?

What happened?

Rathbone nailed Artie
with a little sissy gun.

I'll look after him. You two go.

Go!

For Father.

For Father.

For old man Wang.

My lucky playing cards.

Be careful.

Tell Rathbone to be careful.

Roy, let's go.

You're gonna need a bigger gun!

You see him?

No.

Show your face, Rathbone!

I'm gonna tear this guy apart.

Roy, you go this way,
I'll go that way.

Split up? I don't know
if that's a good idea.

It's okay.

Aah.

He's not up here.

WANG: Roy, keep going.

Come on, Roy.

Hey, uh, Rathbone,

was just thinking of a
title for my new book,

Roy O'Bannon vs.
Little Lord Sissy.

Or what about Roy O'Bannon vs.
The Man Who Would Be Queen?

No sign of him, Chon.

The coast is clear up here.

Roy! Look out!

Aaah!

Roy!

Oops.

(Grunts)

RATHBONE: Come on up.

I'll show you how
your father died.

Uuuhh!

(Clinking)

(Grunting)

Lord, help me.

Just let me know you're there.
Love me. Hate me.

But let me know you're up there!

I can see our hotel from here.

Wow.

Uhh!

(Clinking)

Come along.

I'm waiting.

Come on, Roy. Okay.

Roy O'Bannon will
not go quietly.

You hear that, England?

Throw whatever you want at me,

your terrible weather,
your perverted killers,

your spotted dick!

(Grunting)

Roy, you're about to die.

You're on the minute
hand of a clock.

Oh! My life is flashing
before my eyes.

Wait a minute. I
don't remember her.

One more.

One more.

Oh! (Panting)

How disappointing.

One more.

You killed my friend.

You killed my father!

Aaah!

Roy! (Panting)

I thought you were dead! Oh!

You think some tea-drinking
psycho can take out Roy O'Bannon?

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

(Panting)

Whoa.

Easy there, cowboy.

Huh?

Aaah!

(Whirring)

Aaah!

Aaah!

(Both Grunting)

You got any ideas?

Aah.

(Both Grunting)

- (Panting) We jump!
- Jump?

You mean fall?

Aim for the flag!

Ah, shit.

(Grunts)

I gotta tell you something.

What?

You're the best sidekick
I could ever ask for.

Thank you, Roy.

I feel the same about you.

(Grunts)

On three.

One...

Two...

BOTH: Three!

Aaaaah!

Aaaaaah!

Aaah!

Aaah! Aaah! Aaah-haa!

Aaah! Aaah!

Aaah! Aah! Aah!

Roy. Roy!

Aah!

Howdy.

(Trumpet Music Plays)

In recognition of
outstanding bravery,

I dub you Sir Chon Wang.

For uncommon valor,

I dub you Sir Roy O'Bannon.

And for steadfast
dedication to justice,

I dub you Sir
Arthur Conan Doyle.

Arise.

Who loves you, baby?

(Sighs)

MAN: Madam.

Artie, I bet Scotland Yard's
dying to get you back now.

My official crime-fighting
days are over.

The Queen has asked me to

accompany the Imperial
Seal back to China.

What a week. Unbelievable.

She couldn't have picked a
better man, right, Chon?

Yeah.

And the voyage is gonna give me
time to work on my new novel.

It features a new
kind of detective,

and he's gonna solve crimes
using deductive reasoning.

Give me a name. What's his name?

Actually, Roy, I
was rather hoping

to call him Sherlock Holmes,
if that's all right with you.

I'd be insulted if
you didn't use it.

(Laughing)

(Grunts)

See you, Artie.

That was very nice of you, Roy.

I would've kept the name if
I thought it was any good.

It's a horrible name
for a detective,

Sherlock Holmes, Holmes.

(Laughing)

Will you stop playing with that?
I'm gonna smash it.

I just want to see
it for a second.

Just let me see it.

No, you're gonna break it.

It's just a rock with
some gibberish on it.

That's Chinese.

"Family is forever, my son."

"I'm proud you cast
your own stone."

Wow. That's a good message.

(Sighs)

I'd like to cast my
own stone, Chon.

Hi.

Hi.

I told you, the house of
O'Bannon will prevail.

Chon, I got a business
proposition for you.

No more zeppelins.

No, no, this is much
better than zeppelins...

A new thing they're starting out in
California called moving pictures.

Pass.

Hold it. Hold it. Hear me out.

I really think these movies
could play to your strength.

There's no sounds. We don't have to
worry about the language problem.

And I think the kung fu
stuff could be huge.

People are dying for a
good action picture.

What do you think?

Chon Wang, movie star?

It could work.

ROY: I feel bad about
ditching that Chaplin kid,

but we're gonna be running
and gunning in Hollywood,

and he'd just cramp our style.

It's such a tough town.

Bloody tourists!

MAN: Action!

(Upbeat Rock Music Plays)

(Singing) People try
to put us d-down.

Talkin' 'bout my generation.

Just because we get around.

Talkin' 'bout my generation

(Laughing)

You have to say "cut."

You just keep looking!

Talkin' 'bout my generation.

Ouch.

This is my generation, baby.

Come here, you little minx.

MAN: Cut.

- That was a good one, huh?
- (Laughing)

(Buzzer)

Maybe on this one I should lick you.
You think?

Like, after you lick me...
That could be kind of good.

And, Jackie...

Jackie? Thank you.

Hi, Owen. Hello. How are you?

Okay. And I'm not Roy O'Bannon.

Who are you?

(Both Laughing)

Damn it, Chon, I
think she's the one.

I know it's crazy. We just
met, but she's the one.

No, Roy, she's my babysitter.

Your babys...

What?

Baby what?

Baby sister.

Baby... Baby sister?

Not babysitter, baby sister.

(Laughter)

(Laughter)

(Thud, Glass Breaking)

You okay?

MAN: Action!

(Grunts)

Ugh!

CHAN: What happened?

Roy is the type of a
friend you never introduce

to your other friends or
bring into your family.

He's... Look at his eyes.

They're brown... Full of shit.

Always...

Just bullshit all the time.

Yeah, have you ever
heard of those?

They're parents. We have
parents that love us.

You don't, 'cause
you're a little orphan.

(Laughs)

We've got par... Yeah, parents.

Have you ever heard of those?
We've got parents that love us.

But you don't, 'cause
you're a little orphan.

Oh, n... Go on.

(Laughing)

So mean. (Laughing)

Chon Wang, movie star?

It could work.

It could work. You could
do your own stunts.

What? Think about...

(Laughter)

Aah!

Whoa! Whoa!

Stay here and be a good horsey

for the new sheriff.

Ouch! Oh!

Ow. That hurt.

Ow! Ooh!

Ow!

Oh!

Aaah!

(Speaking Cantonese)

CHAN: You're supposed
to catch me!

WANG: Roy, catch.

(Laughing)

- Jesus.
- That's my fault.

Wait a second... This nut...

(Cell Phone Rings)

WILSON: Who did that?

Jackie Chan.

Me?

That's right.

(Laughter)

First time, first time.

- The best take.
- I'm sorry.

Hurry up!

ROY: Are you crazy?
I can't do that!

This isn't Chinatown! I
can't sail through the air!

I'm not gonna break my neck!

Roy!

What in our history together

makes you think I'm capable
of something like that?

It's getting bigger!

There's gotta be a better way.

Roy!

Roy!

My ass is on fire.

(Upbeat Rock Music Plays)

(Singing) I'm not
content to be with you.

In the daytime.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

The only time I feel all right.

Is by your si-i-de.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

All day and all of the night

I believe that you and me.

Last forever.

Oh, yeah, all day and
nighttime yours.

Leave me never.

The only time I feel all right.

Is by your si-i-de.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

All day and all of the night.

All day and all of the night.

All day and all of the night

(Whistling)

All of the night.

Oh, come on

(Guitar Solo)

The only time I feel all right.

Is by your si-i-de.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

All day and all of the night.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

All day and all of the night.

Girl, I want to be with you.

All of the time.

All day and all of the night.

All day and all of the night.

All day and all of the night.

All day and all of the night

(Music Stops)

(MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)