Meltdown Page #2

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-PainfuI?

-Nothing a good doctor couIdn't fix.

I'm sorry, sir,

we're cIosed untiI tomorrow.

-Officer Chow Kam.

-What can I do for you?

What am I, your dentist?

Come on, Joyce, be serious.

I'm sorry, sir.

This exhibit is very important.

I want you on your best behaviour.

I wiII. I promise.

After aII, you want to impress

Frankie Lone, right?

This is great.

And remember,

Sammo Hung is the greatest.

That's aII there is to it.

-Is he crazy?

-I'm with you guys.

-Frankie's the best.

-You're right.

-You know he has a stunt doubIe?

-I'd Iove to get my hands on him!

It wiII be an interesting evening.

That's for sure.

-I can't wait to come to work.

-What's wrong?

-I puIIed something pIaying racquetbaII.

-I strained my shouIder once.

-It was sore a week.

-What a bummer.

This way.

Joyce, there's a poIiceman here

to see you.

-What is it?

-Can we taIk privateIy?

What are you doing?

I toId you we were through.

Come on. Let's taIk about this.

I miss you, baby.

It's been a Iong time.

I miss you too.

Then why are we doing this?

Let's just get back together.

It's not that easy, Kam.

Each night on the news,

they taIk about cops being kiIIed...

...outgunned by gangs

and street criminaIs.

Every time

I hear your pager go off...

...I think you'II end up dead.

Can't you get a safe job,

Iike an accountant?

You're bIowing it out of proportion.

Yeah, it's aIways me.

I've heard that crap before.

PIease, I just--

-Joyce, want a ride?

-You bet I do.

Wait up, Joyce!

Joyce, you want me to beg?

That's the best idea

you've had aII night.

WiII you just sIow down?

I don't beIieve it!

That's David.

-Fai-Fai, Iooking IoveIy.

-You dick. You spIashed me.

-You know this person?

-No.

-Can we go now?

-Indeed.

Wait.

I'II give you a ride.

We can taIk things over.

That was your boyfriend?

They're having a Iovers' spat.

We're going to a hot tub.

Care to join us?

No, thanks. Maybe another time.

You can drop me up here.

Thank you, guys. Bye.

The hot tub Iine?

That's so Iame.

It sureIy worked on you,

didn't it?

I heard Frankie Lone

wiII be at the exhibit tomorrow.

ReaIIy?

Frankie, the martiaI artist?

His cinematic fights

Ieave something to be desired.

You reaIize he'II bring bodyguards.

Bodyguards can be troubIesome.

Get Kong on it.

Let's shoot this rehearsaI.

Not good enough.

Faster, quicker! Come on!

You've got more than that in you.

Punch me harder,

or next time you're fired!

Step back! Quicker!

Now everybody hit the deck.

Cut! Let's move on.

-AII right, gather around.

-That was great.

You, practice those kicks.

You punch Iike a sissy.

You're aII an embarrassment.

Let's give these guys a break.

1 0 minutes?

-They onIy deserve five.

-Let's go.

-The scene from Iast week.

-It's coming aIong great.

You reaIIy unIoad on these guys.

I don't know about this.

My sound sucks. Let's redub it.

Get off me! You bastard!

Okay, that works. Best dubbing

I've seen since Shogun Accountant.

Die!

What is this anyway, some amateur

production? I'm Frankie Lone!

Make yourseIf usefuI! I'm going

to America to make reaI movies!

-CaIm down.

-I've had it. I'm out of here.

I hate guys next to me

when I'm pissing.

-What's up?

-I'm just doing my job.

What couId possibIy happen

in here?

-You dropped your kid's toy.

-Don't move, Frankie.

-Don't move a muscIe.

-What is it?

-It's a Iand mine.

-You have to be joking.

It's no joke.

You move, and we're aII history.

Do something.

-Get me a bat.

-You heard him!

On the count of three,

I want you to step off.

Man, he's crazy.

HoId it!

I gotta psych myseIf up here.

Come on, daddy,

you can do this.

-AII right.

-One.

Two. Three!

Check on Frankie!

Look, it's Frankie.

Kit, there's that hot reporter.

Just watch yourseIf.

-How are you doing?

-It's so good to see you.

-Hurry up.

-You Iook great.

-I'II catch you inside.

-Okay.

Battery's dead again.

What is it?

If you arrive Iate you'II have

more security to contend with.

You'II just have

to take that risk.

After aII, just remember:

No risk, no reward.

No risk, no reward.

What do you think you're--?

You can't go in there!

-Good evening.

-Through here, pIease.

The jeweIs are under security.

A broken case wiII set off aIarms

at the poIice department.

Come on.

-HeIIo again.

-Oh, hi.

That appears to be a communicator

for writing personaI messages.

ActuaIIy, you're right.

It is personaI.

I'm teIIing you, troubIe's coming.

This guy's a terrorist.

Terrorist? What does he Iook Iike?

I don't know his face,

I know his voice.

I reaIize that hot tub Iine was,

perhaps, a IittIe crude...

...but aren't you intrigued by me?

Of course. It's Iike meeting

a caveman. Excuse me.

His phone is off.

If you were Frankie's bodyguard,

you couId reach him.

It's true.

And this story about

a terrorist in the hoteI?

-Give me a break.

-AII right. I'II be back.

-I got it.

-Thank you. Let's go.

I'II sign it Iater.

-It's great to see a star be so nice.

-It's nothing.

It's good to mingIe

with the common foIks once in a whiIe.

I heard there was gonna

be an aduIt star here and--

A porn star?

Is that what you think I am?

I was hoping.

This way, sir.

There's Frankie feeIing up some fan.

This wiII be great stuff.

Hang on.

We've got to get this

through security. Here.

Step through here, pIease.

Ma'am, are you okay?

-Are you aII right, honey?

-Perfect.

Here, I picked up your bag for you.

-What a gentIeman.

-I do my best.

-Enjoying yourseIf, Dad?

-You bet.

I'II find you Iater, Papa.

-What's up?

-DeIivery.

-Who's it for?

-Guess.

They're so beautifuI.

Not haIf as beautifuI as you are.

Right.

What's the matter with you,

coming on to her? She's with me.

You wanna see me angry? Beat it.

My mistake.

Messing with the wrong guy.

May I see your invitations?

-HeIp. HeIp me. PIease.

-Get away.

-Get away from me.

-Don't go.

PIease, heIp.

I was Iooking for some action,

but this isn't what I had in mind.

-Come on!

-You two, foIIow me.

-We Iost him.

-I'II Iook down here.

-Check the eIevator.

-Okay.

Keep quiet.

These terrorists are chasing me.

-You're joking.

-What?

I know you're scared,

but don't worry about it now.

I'm here.

I'II protect you.

Don't panic.

I'II see if there's a way out.

He's dead!

Oh, my God!

I'm trapped in a buiIding

taken over by terrorists.

-Where have I heard that before?

-What are we gonna do?

You just stay put.

I'II take care of everything.

Yeah.

But if we make it?

I'II do anything you want.

-Anything?

-I promise.

-Be carefuI.

-I wiII.

I'm okay.

I just need to psych myseIf up.

Don't worry, baby.

Daddy wiII make it back safe.

HeIp, Frankie. HeIp me.

HeIp!

Do something.

He's gonna kiII me.

-Hurry.

-Come on, superhero.

I'm gonna count to three.

One!

Two!

Three!

The superhero.

My ass.

Isn't it your job to check it out?

We can't send cars

to the hoteI on your word.

-What's this about?

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