Shanghai Knights Page #3
beautiful lotus blossom.
What'd she say?
No, no, no.
in your native tongue.
Why are you in jail?
l followed the man
who murdered Father.
And?
and tried to kill him.
lt's my duty to find
Father's killer.
No, it is mine!
l'm the one who promised Father.
But l'm his only son.
When you abandoned us
for America...
Father said he had no son.
What?
Whoa. Time out.
Time out. Come here.
The detective's a fan.
Why don't l play
the celebrity card?
We'll get her out that way.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Don't worry.
l'll get you out.
Everything's gonna be okay.
ln fact, l'm gonna give you
my good-luck playing cards.
Wang!
Have you opened Father's box?
Not yet.
She tried to assassinate
Lord Rathbone
whilst he was taking
afternoon tea.
He's 10th in line
to the throne...
Her Majesty's
favorite cousin...
and the finest swordsman
in England.
So, of course,
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 l agreed 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?
l'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."
l thought it was rather catchy.
At the time.
Do you have any notion
what would happen
if we were to be seen
together?
Since your return, l have yet to
lay eyes on the lmperial Seal.
at my country estate tomorrow.
Be at the stables
at midnight.
As requested,
a token of my esteem.
This is where you get out.
l hope there will be
when l'm emperor
and you are the new king.
Wow. Buckingham Palace.
Look at that, Chon.
Hey, look at this guy.
He's a royal guard.
He has a very important job.
l used to be just like him.
No, they're nothing like you.
They're a tourist attraction.
You can make faces at them,
insult them...
and they can't move a muscle.
-Here. Watch this.
-Roy...
No, it's okay.
Hey, buddy,
your shoes are untied.
That is the biggest damn beaver
l have ever seen.
Roy, stop it.
The queen!
Look! The queen!
She's mooning us!
He almost went for that.
My friend and l just came over
from America.
We run your jerkwater country.
Come on, you gonna take that
from a colonial?
Roy, stop it.
l bet you are one hell
of a damn poker player.
No hard feelings.
They can't do that!
You're not allowed to do that!
Shouldn't have touched him.
You scram, you little punk.
l've got friends
at Scotland Yard.
l'll give you up
in a heartbeat.
You get your watch back?
Go on.
lt's a knockoff.
What are you talking about?
from President Lincoln.
lt's a priceless
family heirloom.
Not according
to the pawnbroker.
You should not steal.
lf l don't steal,
l don't eat.
Who showed you how to do
all that kicking and punching?
My father.
Have you ever heard of those?
They're parents.
You don't 'cause you're
a little orphan.
Now, go on.
You're cramping our style.
Oh, this country blows.
You need a place to stay?
Come on in
and warm your dogs.
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 l did.
You gotta look out
for number one.
l 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?
Lin's the most beautiful woman
l've ever met.
She's gonna be the savior
of the house of O'Bannon.
Chon, check out the threads.
All l'm missing is the
loyal hound curled at my feet.
We are wasting time.
We must find Rathbone.
What do you think
l've been doing?
Sitting here drinking
expensive hooch?
Refill.
l've been working on a plan.
Now -- Whoa.
Don't slosh the brandy.
-lt messes with the bouquet.
-Sod off.
a skill set.
Help get you off the street.
-Bartenders make big bucks.
-Roy!
The plan.
Thank you, Chon.
lf we find the seal...
we can prove Rathbone
killed your dad.
lt's the old Hail Mary play.
l 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
Sounds good.
lt doesn't address security.
They're not gonna let
Chon and l
waltz into the castle.
All you need is
a proper disguise.
l do like a good disguise.
l look like a fool.
What?! You're a maharaja.
That's lndian royalty.
-But l'm Chinese.
-lt's the same thing.
Bob your head a little bit.
Gives you more
of a lndia-royalty flavor.
That's good.
Good show, good show.
Good show, good show.
-Cheerio, cheerio.
-Cheerio, cheerio.
What do we do
when we see Rathbone?
Kill him.
No, okay? No!
You're gonna be civil,
'cause we don't have the seal.
No seal. No Lin.
No family honor. Okay?
Be cool.
Okay, we look great.
Let's enjoy this party.
-Whoa. What are you doing?
-l'm going inside.
-The place is haunted.
-You're the harness man.
You get back at the carriage.
You wait 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?
l see a lot of myself
in that kid.
lt's kind of freaking me out.
Come on.
Your name, please, sir.
So l can announce you.
Sherlock... Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes.
Which province do you represent,
Your Highness?
Nevada.
May l present
and His Highness,
the maharaja of Nevada.
How are the security
arrangements?
Oh, everything seems to be
going swimmingly, my Lord.
And if l may say so...
it is an honor to guard
Your Lordship tonight.
l speak for all of us
at Scotland Yard
when l say that no matter how
far you are from the throne...
in our hearts.
Okay, here's the plan.
We're gonna get
a little chow.
Then we're gonna
sneak out of here.
-Start looking for that seal.
-Okay.
-Spotted Dick, sir?
-What?
Spotted Dick.
Can you believe this guy?
l'm trying to get
something to eat.
He's asking me
if l got the clap.
l think
he's offering you food.
Oh. Spotted Dick.
Oh, no.
l think l'll pass.
l'm not really
a dessert man.
some Spotted Dick.
l might try
one of these sausages.
This is good!
l thought the food here
was supposed to suck.
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