Around the World in Eighty Days Page #6

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Who?

Phileas Fogg, Esq.,

of Savile Row, London.

-What? My master?

-The same.

What do you want from me?

Time. Just help me delay him 24 hours

till my warrant arrives.

All l need is a little cooperation

on your part.

A little cooperation?

Do you think l'd betray Mr. Fogg?

l don't care how much money

you offer me--

All right, you needn't get angry.

l don't blame you, in a way.

lt shows you're a loyal

and trustworthy chap, and l respect that.

Here. Let's have a little libation

on the altar of friendship.

You insult my master.

l don't want to drink with you.

Rot. You told me where you stood.

And l say bravo to a man

who sticks to his principles.

Here. Confusion to the enemies

of the Crown.

l can't believe it.

Honorable gentleman

feeling better this morning?

What are you doing here?

Why is the hotel moving this way?

What? Steamship, not hotel.

You're on board the steamship Carnatic.

Yes. We go Shanghai,

then we go Yokohama.

Finished?

-Where is Mr. Fogg's cabin?

-Next door.

But Mr. Fogg not on board.

-What about the princess?

-Princess? No, you come alone.

Police, they find ticket in your pocket.

Carry you here. You sleep like baby.

l betrayed my master. Everything is lost.

What about my money?

-They robbed me, too.

-ls bad.

You not like Yokohama.

You not have money,

Yokohama not like you.

l betrayed my master.

My good man,

l realize the Carnatic couldn't wait.

The point now

is what other vessel can we get?

Nothing that could make

the voyage to Yokohama, sir.

No steam packet, tug, or lighter?

There must be something

in a port this size.

At the moment, not a thing.

Good morning, Mr. Fogg.

-l'm afraid l don't--

-We traveled together on the Rangoon.

-My name is Fix.

-Yes, Mr. Fix. How do you do?

-l believe you know my manservant?

-Very slightly.

-Why? Has something happened to him?

-The fellow seems to have disappeared.

-l'm sorry to hear that. He's a nice chap.

-l shall have to inform the police.

l shouldn't do that if l were you.

He'll turn up.

-Missed your boat?

-Yes.

-There'll be another along in a week.

-l shall not be here.

-No?

-Yokohama is my destination...

l shall get there if l have to swim.

Are we on a direct course for Yokohama?

The Carnatic is bound first for Shanghai.

We may arrive in Yokohama

the day after her.

We're still in plenty of time to catch

the GeneraI Grant for San Francisco.

Very sporting of you

to let me share your craft, Mr. Fogg.

Nonsense.

Anything for a fellow Englishman.

l trust your cousin in San Francisco

will be better by the time we arrive.

-Poor old Marmaduke.

-Thank you.

Princess.

Fish, Fix?

Steady, Mr. Fix. Fujiyama ahead.

We'll be in Yokohama by morning.

There's the Carnatic.

l imagine that steamship just behind her

is the GeneraI Grant.

Now the only thing missing

is Passepartout.

The police in Hong Kong

said they put him on board.

They also said he was penniless.

So we may have one clue.

The man is a jack of all trades.

He's told me a few of them.

We might be able

to find him by deduction.

That is the new science

employed by our British police.

Really? l learn something useful

every moment l'm with you, Mr. Fogg.

l hope you find your man.

Two orchestra stalls, please.

Great Scott. Look.

Master!

-Master, what genius to find me.

-Merely logic. Now come along.

The GeneraI Grant is preparing to sail,

and we haven't a moment to lose.

What a pity.

Mr. Fogg has already organized

his whist game.

Princess, Mr. Fix is a detective.

He thinks Mr. Fogg has robbed

the Bank of England.

Nothing escapes Mr. Fogg.

But Mr. Fix won't delay us.

We're out of British jurisdiction now.

He's in America.

Don't tell me about men. They're all alike.

l wouldn't trust the best of them.

This here Phileas Fogg,

l'm sure he's different.

lt takes a gallant, adventurous bloke

to dash around the world like that.

Don't be so soppy.

He's probably running away

from some housemaid he ruined.

You do have a horrid mind, Cora.

l think he's terribly romantic.

-They say he's so good-looking.

-Rot.

l don't care if he's Venus, Adonis

and Mercury both.

He'll never do it in 80 days.

-l bet you 10 bob he don't.

-l'll take that.

Here's my money.

-Where's yours?

-Here it is.

-What's up?

-Call a bobby. l've been robbed.

The voice of all our citizens!

-l ask you, who will you vote for?

-Mandiboy!

Mandiboy is our man!

Please, Mr. Fogg, let me watch.

ls this a religious spectacle?

Some kind of an election, l would judge.

Perhaps they are creating a new president.

Whatever it is,

l suggest that we move over there.

Bye-bye!

Thank you, sir.

Why don't you eat with a fork

like everybody else?

-Thank you.

-You're welcome, sir.

Thank you. lt's good.

For you.

-lt's good.

-For you.

Do you like it?

-l'll eat it later.

-Scrambled eggs.

How many times did l have to tell you

to stay out of here, you donkey? Come on.

Louder.

Looking for someone?

Yes, a small, dark fellow.

He wandered in a few moments ago.

Could be almost anybody.

Sit down and describe him to me.

-l'm afraid l can't. l'm in a hurry.

-Never be in a hurry.

You'll miss the best parts in life.

Madam, you don't understand.

l'm looking for my man.

So am l.

Mr. Fogg, there's Passepartout.

-Put down that chicken and listen to me.

-Yes, master.

This is a primitive country.

We'll need some protection.

-l have this.

-Nothing so medieval. A brace of pistols.

-Pistols?

-Nothing extravagant.

-Oh, no, sir.

-And you have 47 minutes.

-The train leaves on the hour.

-l shall be there.

-l've told you, don't spoil the natives.

-Yes, sir.

Still in a hurry?

l thought the English were a calm,

dreamy sort of people.

Listen, you. Get out and stay out.

lf l catch you here again

l'll cut you up in a thousand pieces.

That won't be necessary, l assure you.

l'm just leaving.

An unexpected pleasure

to meet you here, Mr. Fogg.

-Did you have an enjoyable crossing?

-We didn't see much of you aboard ship.

Yes, l was a victim of maI de mer,

l'm sorry to say.

You won't be lingering

in this sort of a hubbub much longer.

-Are you taking the transcontinental train?

-Yes, the very next one. Are you?

-Yes.

-How's your cousin, the one who was ill?

Yes, poor old lady.

She didn't trust the doctors here.

She's gone on to New York.

Thought your cousin was a man.

l remember the name Marmaduke.

Angelica Marmaduke. Lovely old lady.

For a good smoke, try these, gentlemen.

For a good government,

vote for Lucius P. Mandiboy.

Thank you, no.

l only smoke my own blend.

You do, do you?

You don't want to befoul your lips

with a plebeian cigar?

l just prefer what my own tobacconist

compounds for me.

Sweet spirits of niter,

aren't you the tender bud.

Tell me, Percy, who you voting for?

Camerfield or Mandiboy?

Neither. l'm a foreign visitor...

and therefore unconcerned

about who triumphs.

l'll be a ring-tailed sidewinder,

if you don't raise my gorge.

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