American Ninja 3: Blood Hunt Page #3

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You get Curtis inside with the truck.

- Any sign of Curtis?

- Yeah. There he is. And he's cooking.

Sean, is it OK if I go down

and give Mr Jackson a little hello?

I think we'd better keep our minds

on the mission, Dex.

No problem, Sean. It's all under control.

- Sean, I've got a problem!

- Don't panic. Try the gas pump.

The line's burst. I'm going down!

Pull the engine cord.

- It's not catching.

- Keep trying, Dexter.

Come on, baby. Don't do this to me.

OK, you got it.

Sean, I'm losing control.

Push up on the bar and level off.

Now try the engine again.

- Sean, I'm gonna hit!

- Don't quit, Dex. Start that engine.

You did it, Dex.

The engine will never make it.

I've got to try to land on that road.

That road's too rough.

You'll smash that thing apart.

I've got to do something right now.

You're gonna land

on the back of the truck.

- No way! I'll never make it.

- It's your only chance. You've got to try.

- But, Sean...

- Do it, Dexter.

Just relax, Dex. Let the controls flow.

All right. Here I go.

- I don't like this, Sean.

- Careful, Dex. You're going too fast.

- That was too close.

- This is crazy. I can't do it.

Try again, Dex. This time I'll talk you

through it. Circle around.

Last chance, Sean.

The engine's gonna go any second.

Keep your front wheel up.

Steady. Now cut your speed.

Steady. Steady.

Now take her in.

Yeah!

Way to go, Dex.

Thanks, Sean.

Wouldn't have made it without you.

I gotta get to Izumo.

Wait for me outside the lab.

You guys be careful.

- Some landing! Was I good or what?

- Yeah, great.

Sky King, let's dump that baby. We've got

to meet Sean and Izumo outside the lab.

Close the door quietly.

Let's go.

He must have got in OK by now.

Maybe. Let's just hope he found Izumo.

So, shall we go?

Mm-mm. No.

Aaah!

So, you came here as I planned.

Who are you?

- Why'd your men attack me?

- To get you here.

To tickle my fancy.

Curiosity is a reaI dangerous drug,

you know.

So the tournament

was a scam to lure me here.

No. To lure the best one here.

That just turned out to be you.

A ninja.

Is that why you have my master Izumo?

- Yes, I guess you might say that.

- So he's here?

Let's just say

that really doesn't count right now.

What's important is your usefulness to me,

proving the power

and the effectiveness of my new disease.

Boys.

Well, no news is good news.

- OK, Curtis. What now?

- We wait, Junior.

Who are you?

I need some answers.

I know you are ninja.

- So?

- Listen, your life is in terrible danger.

Who else knows about Izumo?

- Why should I tell you?

- I'm here to help.

Please.

My two friends know,

the police and the minister's secretary.

- Now everyone's involved.

- What is going on here?

I'm not sure yet.

- But I'm gonna find out.

- Wait.

Dr Saxon, the minister's secretary is here.

Nice of you to see me at short notice.

We like to help people of the community.

Dr Holger, could you see to it

that our mouse is fed?

It's breakfast time in the lab, you know.

What can I do for you this fine morning?

Doctor, you probably don't realise,

but the minister has concerns about you

and your operation.

He doubts your sincerity.

My sincerity? My dear girI, my whole life's

work is tied up in this project.

Yes, but the question is,

what exactly is that work?

Well, if you don't understand

the nature of my experiment,

one of my scientists could explain it.

No, that's not the point.

We've done some checking.

Er... A certain GeneraI Andreas

was known to InterpoI as a notorious

terrorist, missing for severaI years.

I don't think we could be

talking about the same man.

These deadly virus strains

you've been working with...

With minor modifications, could they not

be usefuI to a man in his line of work?

What is it exactly that you want?

Well, my position has some prestige to it,

but the burdens are enormous

and the salary unfortunately is less so.

Ah. I see.

It's funny you mention it.

Dr Holger and I were discussing

the need for an assistant

to help us further our operations.

Could I put my name up for consideration?

Absolutely. I can't think of anyone

who'd be more qualified.

I'll just, uh... send you over

a retainer cheque tomorrow.

- That'd be fine.

- Great.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Give my regards to the minister, will you?

And thank you so much for coming.

You're a great woman

and I appreciate your advice.

Thank you.

Bye.

She knows.

I warned you. She's excessively ambitious.

My dear boy, we'll just have to do

what we have to do.

Relieve her of that unfortunate ailment.

I'll see to it myself.

It's the minister's secretary.

What has she been doing here?

- Let's get back to the truck.

- OK.

Everything in order. Thank you.

Calm down.

That'll do for now.

Go. Relax.

Electronarcosis. A little something

we developed in the lab. Works well.

- What do you want from me?

- Nothing personaI, my dear boy.

You're just a victim for this experiment.

By the time this gun's effect wears off,

- you will have outlived your usefulness.

- We'll see.

Ah, impatient one, how are you? I trust

this subject meets with your approvaI.

Yes.

Perfect.

Very good. Come, relax.

I'll show you the ultimate test

in designer death.

I'm really worried about Sean.

Me too, but let's give him more time.

Time? Man, he's had enough.

We've got to do something.

I'm beginning to like your attitude.

No more wine, women and song?

That was before.

Time is running out.

We can't afford to waste any more.

And who are you?

- The only one who can help you.

- All right, start explaining.

Your friend has been caught

by the head of East Bay Labs.

He's known as the Cobra and he plans

to kill your friend. He must be stopped.

Unfortunately, my ninja are no longer

loyaI to me. I need your help.

Now we got ninjettes.

Let's talk, sweetheart.

Not so strong, huh, ninja?

Take our soon-to-be-dead friend

to the ship.

If Cobra kills Sean with his virus,

he will prove to Andreas

how powerfuI they can be.

Let me get this straight.

He's selling out to a terrorist?

Exactly.

That's wholesale slaughter.

That sounds like reaI bad news to me.

Hey, don't underestimate that man.

He's not called the Cobra for nothing.

It's your call, Curtis.

OK, darling.

Let's go kick some ass.

We need to head for the docks.

The Cobra

will have injected Sean with the virus.

He'll be taking him to his ship.

Good. He's only just arrived.

But look at the state he's in.

He can hardly walk.

Where are they gonna take him?

Out of here,

so no one will know what Cobra's up to.

- Time to do it.

- Wait.

I go first. No slip-ups.

Cobra's not the forgiving type.

You just get there, ninjette baby.

We'll do the rest.

Curtis!

Get out of my way.

Jerk.

Well done, ninjette baby.

This way.

- Junior!

- Thanks.

- Wait...

- No time to explain.

On the contrary.

There's plenty of time to explain.

- Who's this?

- Cobra's partner.

Shut your mouth. Get away from him.

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