Shanghai Noon Page #4
No, it's not okay !
Stop ! You don't know this guy !
Let me talk to them.
Remember, we have to save the princess.
What are you doin' ?
St--
- Go easy, fellas.
- Why are they shooting at me ?
What happened to " Mr. Shanghai Kid" ?
"Oh, I'm a wanted man" ?
- Why ?
- 'Cause you're an outlaw.
- I am not an outlaw !
- Stop ! You're a bad guy !
- Look at that poster.
What does that say ?
Drives the posse crazy.
Makes them want to hang you,
string you up, because you're a bad guy.
- You got 20 seconds --
- Aw, God ! Give us a minute !
Go around back, gentlemen.
Make sure he isn't trying to
pull the saddle over our eyes.
Remember, I want
the Chinaman alive.
I'm not a bad guy.
You're a bad guy.
You're with me, you're a bad guy.
Hey, you put me
in this situation !
- I'm the good guy, you're the bad guy !
- No ! We're both bad guys !
- No, only you're the bad guy !
You go out there and tell them !
- No !
You go out there !
- No, you have to go !
[ Grunting ]
- Did I just do that ?
- Not bad.
I don't know karate,
but I know " karazy," and I will use it.
-[Yelling, Shouting]
-[Glass Shattering]
What the hell
You okay ?
You just threw me
through a window.
You got that gold ?
What ? Gold ?
What gold ?
Wrong answer.
Wait. I'm--
I'm unarmed. I'm unarmed !
No gun. Hold on, no gun.
I don't--
I'm unarmed!
You can't shoot an unarmed man.
- Don't worry. I help you.
- No, John. No, no.
John !
John--
Fight with honor.
You will win.
Are you frickin' insane? Is that what
they teach you in Imperial Guard School?
- What--
- Pick 'em up.
- [ Whinnying ]
- Well.
If it ain't
the Shanghai Kid.
[Chuckling]
How about we make
the Kid dance ?
Oh, come on !
You can do better than that.
[Gunfire Continues]
You robbed
the wrong train, son.
- Look, Marshal, I think that if--
-Just shut up and put on your guns.
[ Sighs ]
This is serious,
you know ?
We don't come back
from this.
That's the general idea.
[Gunfire Continues]
[ Groans ]
[ Clicking ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Screaming ]
[Men Laughing]
- What the hell you doin' ?
- [ Exhales ]
Stop procrastinating.
Come on. Hurry up, son.
Stop it ! I'm not gonna let you
cheapen it. All right ?
This is a duel.
It's a sacred thing.
It's beautiful.
It's what separates us from the animals.
- [ Chuckles ]
- Oh, yeah.
Whew !
I do not envy you. You ready ?
Why don't you turn
and face me like a man ?
Why don't you do it your way and I'll
do it my way ? How about that ?
[ Chuckling ]
[Thinking]
Oh, come on, Roy. You can do it.
Oh, no, you can't.
He's gonna kill you.
- One.
- He's gonna blow you away.
Come on, Roy.
Don't think like that.
Two.
[Thinking]
Oh, yeah. Be positive.
Be the bullet.
Be the lead bullet.
- I'm about to die.
-[Van Cleef] Three.
Roy !
Duel's off!
-[Horse Whinnies]
- Roy !
You blew it, John !
Never interrupt a man
in the middle of a duel.
I had him. That's what kills me.
I had him ! I had him !
Now you know how it feels
to haul you around in that sedan chair.
I will never
bow to you.
Take a good look
at these faces.
If you attempt to escape,
I will kill one worker
every hour...
- until you are found.
- [ Grunts ]
- Starting with this one.
- [ Groans ]
Do not let him
see you suffer.
I know who you are.
Please, tell no one.
[Explosion]
- You call this a special hideout ?
- [Piano]
Yes, it is, John.
It's also a good place
to gather intelligence,
'cause no one passes through Carson City
without these people hearing about it.
- Would you ask them about the princess
- Yes, sir, I will.
And I don't care
how ugly it gets.
I'm not gonna rest until
I've pumped everybody in there
for information, okay ?
- [Continues]
-[Chattering, Laughing]
- Hi, Roy.
- Roy.
-[O'Bannon] Hello, ladies.
Make way for
a couple of desperados.
Nice to see you again,
Mr. O'Bannon.
- [O'Bannon] Greetings. Hello.
- [Women] Roy.
Oh, yeah, we're gonna get
some information here. Trust me.
This is not
Oh, come on, John.
- Here, have a drink.
- No. I wanna find the princess.
So do I, but we can't exactly go door
to door in Carson City looking for her.
- Don't forget, we're wanted men.
- Only because of you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everything's my fault.
So, what's the princess like ?
John, what's the princess like ?
Is she pretty ?
- Is she a pain in the neck ?
- You are not fit to talk about her.
John, you better
remember where you are.
This is the West.
It's not the East.
- Remember ?
- And the sun may rise
where I come from--
Blah, blah, blah.
I know.
Good.
You remember.
- Is she single ? Is she single ?
- What ?
Is she married ?
Is she available ?
Only to a member
of the Imperial family.
Are you a member of the Imperial
family ? I don't think so.
Was that a joke, John ?
That was a joke.
John, that was your first joke.
We gotta have a toast. Your first joke.
- Yes. Yes.
- No.
Come on.
Drink.
-Just one.
- Okay.
But don't talk about
the princess any more.
Word of honor.
Be fun to play
a drinking game.
- You know any Chinese drinking games ?
- No. [ Coughing ]
Every country has a drinking game.
You must know one.
Just one ?
- Uno mas ?
- Uno-- What ?
- One more. Uno mas.
- Okay.
[Nonsense Continues]
No ! I lost ?
One more.
Oh, no !
Oh, yeah !
I'm so lost, John.
Ninety percent of the time,
I don't even know...
what I'm doin'
out here in the West.
-[Horse Whinnies]
- Terrible outlaw.
- No, you're a good outlaw.
- Stop, please. I'm a screw up.
- No, I am screw up. Look at my scar.
- No.
One for arriving late
At a guard duty.
One for dropping fighting stick.
You good. I saw you.
The only thing I'm good at
is talking.
- It's true.
-John.
- Huh ?
- Take your hand off me, John.
Oh.
[ Sighs ]
One more game ?
No. No more drinking.
That's it.
- Uno mas ?
- No mas, John. No mas.
Roy ?
Roy ?
- Are you coming ?
- Fifi ?
Uno mas ?
[ Burps ]
-[Glass Shatters ]
- [ Burps ]
So, who's your
funny-looking friend ?
[ Chuckles ]
I don't know.
He's this crazy
Imperial Guard I met.
He's-He's really funny.
- [Piano Continues]
-[O'Bannon] The guy's hysterical.
We were just playing-- Did you see us ?
We were just playing that game.
John's going--
[Speaking Nonsense]
And I was going-- You can't really
understand what he's saying, but--
Roy ? Roy ? I never figured you
for riding with a Chinaman.
Well, I'm not exactly
riding with him, Fifi .
He's not my friend, you know.
I mean, he's a Chinaman.
[Fifi ] Well, that's good.
[O'Bannon] I mean--
And you really--
Were you guys talking
about who he was ?
- Let's talk about something else.
-[Woman Screams]
- [Van Cleef]
Don't you look delicious ?
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