Shanghai Noon Page #2
[ Whooping ]
[ Groans ]
[ Screams ]
Hey !
[ Groans ]
- [ Tribal Drums ]
- [ Chanting ]
[Whooping]
[ Speaking Slowly ]
Where is Carson City ?
[ Laughing ]
[ Laughing, Coughing ]
[ Sniffs ]
[ Sighs ]
- [ Grunts ]
- [ All Cheering ]
[ Speaking Chinese ]
- How.
- How.
- How.
- How.
- How. How. How. How.
- How.
[ Cheering ]
[ Stammering ]
[ Speaking Chinese ]
- [ Repeats Phrase ]
[ Repeats Phrase ]
I thought
you might be hungry.
- [ Speaking Chinese ]
- [Dishes Clatter]
-You were wrong.
-You would find me a much better host...
if we could come to
some sort of an arrangement.
An arrangement ?
Like the one you have with the slaves
working on this railroad ?
These people
are free to leave.
What do you
want with me ?
Once I have the emperor's gold,
my work will be complete.
Princess.
I think it is time for you
to be among your people.
They don't look like any injuns
I ever seen, Jedediah.
That's because they're not
injuns, woman ! They're Jews !
[ Chickens Clucking ]
[Honky-Tonk Piano]
[Men Laughing]
You, stay.
[ Groans ]
[People Laughing]
- [ Chattering ]
- [Continues]
You guys,
get a load of this.
[Chattering Stops]
- How.
- [ All Laughing ]
Is this Carson City ?
No, this ain't
Carson City, Chief.
You're gonna have to get
your firewater somewhere else.
[Man] All right, Roy, ante up.
[People Laughing]
- And stay out!
- [ Whinnies ]
[ Whinnies ]
You bounce back fast,
kimosabe.
Ow.
What are you doin' here ? I thought
you were going to Carson City.
You ! You gave me
bad directions !
No, I gave you
wrong directions.
You want
your toothpicks back ?
- You got a lot of nerve,
comin' in here with that--
- Give it back to me !
- Ain't that somethin' ?
- [ Laughs ]
Take your hand
off me.
- Ohh !
- Ohh !
Hey, I just want to go
to Carson City !
[Rock]
You're goin'
for a ride !
Aaah ! Aaah !
[ Chuckles ]
No !
[Blows Landing]
Yes ! Yeah !
Yes ! Yes !
No ! No !
Sorry !
I'm sorry !
You !
[ Yells ]
[ Gunshot ]
- Who in the hell started this ?
- The Chinaman.
Let me out !
Give me the book back !
I have to go to Carson City
- You've got the wrong person !
I don't belong here !
- [ Harmonica ]
Hey !
Keep goin' with the Chinese. That's
workin'. They're about to let you out.
- Give me the book back !
- For cryin' out loud, just
give him the book back, please.
- If it'll give us some peace
- Open it up !
- They're not givin' you
the book back. Drop the book.
- I wasted enough time with you.
- What ? You've wasted enough
time with me ? What about me ?
- Give me the book !
- Listen for a second. Stop !
- Give me the book ! Hey !
Listen ! Stop !
You're not in the East, okay ?
You're not in China. This is the West.
The sun doesn't rise here, it sets here,
and you're closer
to getting us hung than you are
getting that book back, okay ?
Now, just--
I like that.
That's what I'm talking about.
You're wound so tight.
You're the most irritable guy I've ever
been around. Just relax for a second.
Take ten minutes, and then
you can go back to screaming, I promise.
I'll join you.
Okay, just relax for a second.
Come on, sit down.
Come on.
Just relax.
Is that relaxed ?
You look sort of
rigid there.
You know what ?
We got off on the wrong foot.
Let's try to start again.
Man, you sure can fight.
I've never seen anything like that.
It was--
I'm trying to give you
a compliment.
You're not still mad about me pointin'
you in the wrong direction, are you ?
Come on. You gotta be able
Like me in the desert. I don't
hold any grudges. I laugh about it.
I'm not angry at you. You just
left me there with chopsticks to die.
Roy, all by his lonesome. Just me
and the buzzards pickin 'at my head.
You're a very silent man,
aren't you ?
You weren't expecting to see
old Roy in that bar, were you ?
Be honest.
Were you ? Huh ?
Did you really
use those chopsticks ?
Now you laugh. That's funny.
- So, who are you ?
- I'm Imperial Guard
to the Emperor of China.
China.
- What's with the book ?
- The book belongs to Princess Pei Pei.
- Who ?
- Princess Pei Pei.
She was kidnapped
from the Forbidden City.
Forbidden City ?
I like that, the Forbidden City.
A princess kidnapped.
It's so mysterious. Oh, go ahead.
The emperor sent us
to get her back.
Us ? You mean your friends
from the train ?
They are also Imperial Guards.
They have four days to bring
the gold to Carson City.
- What gold ?
- The gold for the princess.
The gold--
Was the gold on the train ?
Yes.
How much gold ?
Sir ? Sir ?
Could you hand us that book, please ?
Sir, there's been
a mistake. He has--
Sir-- Yeah.
We're gonna get that book,
and we're gonna get you out of here.
- You help me escape ?
- Shh. Yes.
- Why ?
- Why ? I'm gonna tell you why.
Because there are some things
in this world that are just wrong,
and stealing a princess
is one of them.
Yeah.
That's wrong.
I'll tell you another thing.
I feel guilty about leading you
up that mountain.
What was I thinking ?
How much time did we waste there ?
That was stupid.
It wasn't funny. All right ?
Now, sit tight and let me
figure this out.
All right,
come on, Roy.
Maybe-- Maybe I pretend to be sick, then
attack the guards when they come in.
Okay, you mean
the sick prisoner routine ?
Yeah. Does that still
work in China ?
'Cause here it's sorta
been done to death.
- I have another idea.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Here's how you help me. You
stay on your side of the room,
let me figure it out over here.
Okay, you play over there.
Think. Think.
What do we got here ? Oh, yeah.
Okay.
We got wood. We got a wall
made out of wood.
That's good.
Oh, we got pillows.
We got pillows, sheets.
We got the sheets and the mattress.
Okay, let's put it all together.
Let's think. Add it up, add it up.
What do we got ?
What do we got ?
What are you doing ?
Stop ! Stop !
- What are you doing ?
- Shh.
- Hold this for me.
- No, no. That's your shirt.
You hold it.
I like your energy,
but I'm not with you.
- When the shirt gets wet,
it doesn't break.
- I don't know what that means.
And then--
Okay. And then what--
Then with the wet shirt, you--
You bend the bars.
That's the pay-off.
Don't waste my time
with stuff like that, okay ?
A 2,000-year-old civilization,
that's all you can come up with ?
Shame on you.
Shame on you.
Come on. Stop, please.
It's embarrassing.
- See ? I told you so.
- No, you said, "Wet shirt don't break,"
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