The Adventurer: The Curse of the Midas Box Page #2

made of, shall we?

(GROANS)

You glocky sod!

(ALL SHOUTING)

- (BELL RINGING IN THE DISTANCE)

- MARIAH:
Felix, come on!

Shut the gate!

Found ya!

- (HORSES NEIGHING)

- (PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

We've been looking

everywhere for you.

That's funny.

So have I.

(GROANING)

You've knocked my bleeding tooth out.

Looks like you're in

a spot of trouble.

I feel it only fair to warn you.

I have studied over five

separate forms of martial art.

Well, study this.

Now that's not very

gentlemanly of you.

- Doesn't I look like a gentleman?

- (CHUCKLES)

- (GROANING)

- (GRUNTING)

- To the scaffold.

- (GROANS)

FELIX:
Mariah!

Get off me! Let me go.

- (GUNSHOT)

- (HORSE NEIGHING IN THE DISTANCE)

(GROANS)

- FELIX:
Mariah!

- MARIAH:
Felix!

- Come on, boy.

- Felix!

Toodle-oo, old chap.

(SCREAMING)

- (THUDDING)

- (GROANS)

(GUNSHOTS)

- We really have to leave.

- MARIAH:
Felix!

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Mariah!

Mariah! Mariah! Mariah!

Jump!

- (HORSES NEIGHING)

- (CARRIAGE RATTLING)

- Mariah!

- Felix!

- No!

- No, Mariah!

- Mariah!

- No, Mariah! No!

- FELIX:
Mariah!

- Get off me! Felix!

No! No, Felix!

- No, Mariah, no!

- Get off me!

(CRYING) Please!

Mariah! Mariah!

(BOTH PANTING)

(GROANS)

Who are you?

Captain Will Charity.

I fought with your father

in the Abyssinian War.

You can trust me, Mariah.

CONDUCTOR:
Last call!

All aboard!

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

CHARITY:
The man behind the

disappearance of your parents and Felix

is someone called Otto Luger.

Luger has made it his life's mission

to acquire some of the most powerful

and dangerous artifacts in the world.

- What are you? Spies?

- In a way.

Your parents and I work for a

secret department of the government

called the Bureau ofAntiquities.

We stop the plundering and theft

of powerful historic relics

from around the world.

If we are to find

your brother, Mariah,

you must trust me.

My father says that

trust is earned, sir.

Consider what I am about to

tell you a down payment.

We believe that Luger has discovered

the hiding place of the Midas Box.

The Midas Box?

Records dating back

nearly 3,000 years ago

describe a box that can turn

whatever you place inside to gold.

For one man to have such power would

be an incredibly dangerous thing.

He could virtually print money.

Gold, the very foundation of our

banks, would become worthless

and the world would

collapse into chaos.

I believe there is a

traitor inside the bureau

who has been feeding

Luger information.

For this reason, we

have to work in secret.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

I've arranged for you to work as a

Porter at the Prince Regent Hotel.

(TRAIN CHUGGING)

Luger bought himself the hotel.

You see, he would never

make himself so vulnerable

unless the box was in

or around that hotel.

You're going to spy for me.

Spy?

My priority, sir, is

finding my family.

And find them, you will. Leave your

parents to me. I'll track them down.

You, my friend, must focus

on finding your brother.

Now, here's your ticket and

letters of introduction.

I'll meet you once I

find your parents.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

- (BELL DINGING)

- MAN:
Excuse me.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

- Hey! Who are you?

- I ain't causing no trouble.

Hey! What?

MAN:
Shall we, dear?

CHARITY:
You must remember,

Mariah, Luger is a dangerous man.

Not everything will be as it seems.

The box has been hidden

away for centuries,

lost in time, never

meant to be discovered.

If he thinks he has

found its location,

then you are heading towards truly

treacherous waters, my friend.

(PEOPLE CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)

- MAN:
It's a boy.

- WOMAN:
No.

WOMAN 2:
It's a boy.

MAN:
Ladies and gentlemen,

the Prince Regent Hotel...

Excuse me, sir. I'll be

working at the hotel.

Isn't everyone?

Over there, sir. Thank you.

Very good morning.

(BELL DINGING)

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

Did you lose your parents, lad?

I have my letters of introduction.

- I'm here to work as a Porter.

- Porter?

Servants' entrance is in the back.

(KEYS JANGLING)

Who is this?

I apologize, madame. New Porter.

Snuck his way into the lobby.

Too bad.

Too...

Bad.

Come with me.

As manager of this hotel, I run

a tight and efficient machine.

Number one rule, staff should

be invisible and silent.

And this is what we're famous for.

Our therapeutic baths.

Many of our guests travel from far and

wide to bathe in our healing waters.

People arrive in wheelchairs

and leave riding bicycles.

And they pay handsomely for it.

Kitchens.

Keep up.

Your quarters are up these

stairs, top of the building.

And this is where I leave you.

Uniform for the new Porter.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Stand over there, please.

May I ask you, have you seen a boy?

- A boy?

- Yes.

- He's 10, goes by the name of Felix.

- Shh. Quiet.

I don't want no trouble.

Then you've seen him?

There aren't any boys younger

than you in this hotel.

Or this town.

- I'm not a boy.

- (SCOFFS)

Well, you're not a man, either.

All I can say is, do not walk the

grounds of this hotel at night.

Unless you want to be snatched.

Sacha.

Name's Sacha.

(RATTLING)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKING)

- How are we doing?

- The hotel's almost at capacity.

Good. The more money you make me,

the quicker I can find

what I'm looking for.

You're late for inspection.

(GRUNTS QUIETLY)

Hmm...

New boy. Too big.

Oh, shame.

All right.

Get back to work.

BELLHOP:
Good morning, ma'am.

This way, sir.

Sorry, we're all full.

Best use the stairs.

(DOG WHIMPERS)

WOMAN:
Oh! What have

you done, puppy?

Oh... There, there.

SACHA:
I really...

I didn't mean to.

MAN:
Where have you been, girl?

You're late!

I told ya I wanted you

home before nightfall.

- I'm sorry, Father.

- Come on!

You want to be snatched by the beast

like all the other children, do ya?

Hurry up!

(BICYCLE RATTLING)

(BELL TOLLING IN THE DISTANCE)

(WIND WHISTLING)

(CREAKING)

SACHA'S FATHER:
You

do as you're told!

Get me that bottle!

(SACHA'S FATHER CONTINUES

TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

What's this rubbish, girl?

I told you, Father.

I don't feel comfortable

stealing for you.

You prefer to serve me this tripe?

No, Father.

After all I've done for you, girl.

I'm sorry, Father.

Sorry, are you? If you're so

sorry, then you can eat it.

Clean up that mess.

Who's out there?

What the hell's going on here?

Whose bike is this?

SACHA:
Father, come inside.

You'll catch a chill.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(WHISPERING) What are

you doing here, boy?

I'm sorry. Are you all right?

Why did you follow me here?

I need your help.

Why my help?

You know what goes on up there.

You must know about Otto Luger.

What quarrel would you have

with the likes of Mr. Luger?

Two men work for him.

One short with a scar on his cheek,

and the other tall and thin.

Have you seen them?

They took my parents and my brother.

Look, I can't lose my job, see.

It's all we have.

I don't think you understand.

The reason why Luger bought the hotel

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