American Ninja 5 Page #2

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Stay here.

[engine starts]

Intense.

[siren]

Not to worry!

Hey...

Hey!

What are you doing?

Hold it!

That thing's brand-new!

Hey, kid!

I'm driving!

We're outta there!

What are you doing?

Pull over.

I can't.

We'll lose them.

[horn blares]

Have I figured this out

fast or what?

I've never driven a truck before.

Really.

It drives better in the right gear.

OK, OK.

We're not getting off

to a good start, kid.

Look out!

Holy smoke.

How long you been driving, anyway?

Well, actually,

the only driving I've done till now

was on my game gear.

Life is not a game.

- Maybe it is.

- Who knows?

- Hands off.

- You going to tell me?

- Tell you what?

- What we're doing.

Who's stealing that girl and why?

- I don't know.

- Why are we following them?

I don't know.

- Seems like the right thing?

- Right.

Maybe I was right.

Life is a game.

Watch out!

Hey, pal, how much

longer you going to be?

Got a few more.

Warm her up, and I'll call you

when she's secure.

Thanks.

I want you to call the police

and wait in the truck.

What are you going to do?

[Game Boy beeping]

- Naw. It couldn't be.

- Yeah.

Hiro.

I told you to call the police.

I did. They told me

to stop watching TV.

Oh, making a compass, huh?

So, where are we heading?

Looks like, uh... southeast.

South America?

- Such a chatterbox.

- Listen, when we land--

He speaks.

You're getting on the

first plane back to Florida.

But you need me, Joe.

Like a bad cold I need you.

- Where are we?

- Be quiet. I'm looking.

- What are you doing?

- You don't know doritos?

I know doritos.

I found a whole case of them.

Want some?

Just be quiet.

And chew quietly.

Welcome to Venezuela.

Thanks.

Psst.

Hiro.

- How did you get here?

- You miss me?

- You look terrible.

- I'm OK.

- I came to say goodbye.

- What do you mean, goodbye?

I'm taking the next flight out.

- How'd you get a ticket?

- You to wonder, me to know.

What-- wait a minute.

What?

Maybe you should stick

around for a while.

- Why?

- Maybe I could use your help.

I didn't quite hear that.

I said I could use your help.

- My help?

- Yeah.

You need me?

- Just for a little while.

- Well... I don't know, Joe.

- I've got a plane to catch.

- Oh.

OK. Well, fine.

Adios, Hiro.

Wait.

- Under one condition.

- What?

You teach me ninjitsu.

- I don't teach kids.

- Why not?

Listen, Hiro,

this is important, now.

I need you to go find

the American Embassy.

- Bring back some help, OK?

- OK.

- What now?

- I was right, wasn't I?

- Now what?

- You are a decent guy.

Get out of here.

And be careful.

If you do not cooperate, Doctor,

the consequences will be--

No! Wait!

- Lisa!

- Daddy!

What's the meaning

of this, Glock?

I think you know.

You have exactly one minute to

reconsider your position, Doctor.

What's going on?

I was such a fool.

They've used me.

But, Lisa, I have created

the perfect insecticide.

Z-B-12 works within seconds

and leaves no toxic residue.

That's fantastic, Daddy.

I thought so, too.

I thought so, too.

But in high concentration,

Z-B-12 destroys the

nervous system of humans,

and Glock wants me to make

gas bomb for General Zubino.

He's a madman, a maniac.

But I'll stop them.

When they test it,

it will backfire,

and Glock and General Zubino

will die.

- But you'll be there, too.

- I don't care.

No! Wait!

Have we reached

a compromise yet, Doctor?

Compromise?

- The boy stays.

- You better stay, son.

[phone rings]

- Yes. Who is it?

- It's me-- Halden.

- Well, Ambassador?

- He claims to be American.

He has no passport.

I'm checking.

If he is, it could be

a problem for us.

I pay you for solutions,

not problems, Mr. Halden.

Don't worry. As we speak,

he's on his way to Krikesh Prison.

People talk in prison, don't they?

- Who could he talk to? I suppose--

- Suppose nothing!

If this American

is resourceful enough

to find his way to Caracas,

then he's not a man I want alive.

What route are they

taking to Krikesh?

- Joe!

- Hiro. I'm going to be OK.

- You stay with Ambassador Halden.

- What's happening, sir?

They're chargine Joe with Espionage.

He's not a spy.

He didn't do anything.

They can charge him

with anything they want.

What's going to happen to him?

They're putting him

in a holding facility.

These things take time.

Now, unfortunately--

[speaking spanish]

iVen aca, calatito!

iMi bicicleta!

iVerdad que se esta

levando mi bicicleta!

[honk honk honk]

Hiya, bro.

Want an apple?

Hiro?

Surprise, surprise.

What are you doing?

Driving.

I got it under control.

How are you doing?

Terrific.

- Pull over.

- Can't.

No place to turn around.

- No joking. I got to drive.

- Relax.

I'll wake you when we get there.

How about that apple?

It figures.

- Hiro.

- Yeah, Joe?

- How'd you do this?

- My secret.

Got me there, kid.

Hiro, what happened?

Out, kid!

Hey! Back off!

Back off!

Let me go!

Get off of me!

- Let me go!

- Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Ah... get that guy off me!

No, no! Stop! Stop it! No!

Stop!

No! Stop! No!

No! Stop!

Aah!

If you're going to hit me,

hit me hard.

Joe! You're alive!

Just barely.

- Who are those guys?

- Oh, they're crazy.

They just cut me off.

I recognize that one

from the airport.

He was taking Lisa.

Man.

What's up with this girl, Joe?

That's a good question.

Come on.

Get me down, bro.

Please? Get me down.

[boom]

Just hang in there, kid.

Ninjas!

Ninjas!

Joe! Joe! Joe! Help!

Help me!

Joe! Help! Help!

Help!

Help me, Joe!

Help me!

Joe!

Help!

Let go!

Help! Joe!

Help me! Help me, Joe!

Joe! Uhh!

Joe.

Aah! Aah!

Oh...

Oh, God.

God. Oh, Joe.

You were so awesome.

You really kicked their butts.

Boom! Bam! Baah!

God, that was so good.

You were awesome.

You got to teach me

that stuff, all right?

Hey.

Teach me how to use these.

Come on. Come on.

Promise me.

What?

- What are you giggling about?

- Why not?

- We don't know what we're doing...

- True.

- Why we're doing it...

- Also true.

- Why Lisa's in trouble.

- Yeah.

- So?

- So what?

So what's so funny?

Well, maybe it has something

to do with the father.

- Lisa's father?

- Uh, yeah. She said he was a...

- scientist.

- Right. Uh, yeah.

- Right, yeah, what?

- Well...

scientists are always

screwing up the world

- with one thing or another.

- Yeah.

That could be the connection.

Sure. That's it.

Well, I'm glad you cleared

all that up for me.

All you had to do was ask.

Thanks.

Now you're going home, bubba.

But you need me.

Listen, Kemosabe,

from now on...

- call me the Lone Ninja.

- Joe--

Go!

Joe!

Hiro!

Ha ha ha ha!

I got him.

I got him.

Senor, do you know where

the American Embassy is?

No te comprendo, nino.

Master Tetsu, I have failed.

I have lost the boy and need help.

Please show me a sign.

Look.

[Game Boy beeps]

I'll give you this

if you tell me where

the American Embassy is.

American Embassy?

[crying]

Does anyone know where

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