The Green Hornet Page #7

There's thorns in these bushes. Stop.

This thing has no aim.

-That sucks.

-You have no aim.

Watch!

What?

I smash window, you shoot in.

Every man for himself.

No way.

DIE!

Sh*t!

So you're just going to ignore me now?

Is that it?

Like a baby.

Go home and eat some baby food, maybe.

Drink some milk.

Why don't you talk like a baby. Mama, goo goo.

You baby.

Wahhh, wahhh.

Baby!

Somehow explosions was triggered from that vehicle.

-Destroying it but ...

-Dick weed.

Okay, you're calling me that too, now.

I know people call me that. That's not a

surprise to me, that's not a mystery, okay.

Well, you say the real thing to me

all day, every day.

It's not a partners word.

We are not partners.

I'm the hero, you're my sidekick.

That's what this is.

I'm Indie, you're Short Round.

Simon...Garfunkle.

Scooby...Do.

Stop fooling yourself. The Green Hornet

is nothing without me.

I made the knock out gas.

I alone designed and build the Black Beauty.

And I didn't help, at all?

-How, ejector seats?

-Exactly.

What a great idea.

You may have started this Green Hornet thing.

Because of how much you hated your father.

-You're an egomaniac.

-I know.

Exactly like your father.

You are a jealous, pathetic little man.

-Fine.

-Yeah.

You're doing great with Lenore.

What the hell does that mean?

Ah, don't you walk away on that.

What? You're charming her pants off?

That's what I'm suppose to believe.

No, that is a filthy gesture.

You know I like her.

I confided in you, Kato.

I, I trusted you.

I told you I liked her.

You hit on everything that moves.

I'm amazed, you haven't hit on me yet.

If you keep talking like this, Kato.

I'm going to beat the living sh*t out of you.

Just so you know.

I like to see you try.

You're a yuppie whimp,

and I'm a martial arts expert who

grew up penniless on the streets.

You grew up penis-less on the streets.

Funny.

Heroes beat sidekicks.

-Period.

-Don't do that.

-Don't do what? Don't poke you.

-I'm warning you.

Okay. I'm done, forget that stuff,

so we can fix this.

Okay, okay you're right.

You're right.

Let's talk.

I'm sorry.

Sacked you like a b*tch, Kato.

Come here.

You like that, Kato. You like that.

You get stung when playing with a Hornet.

Oh, god.

Now I'm the guy that hurt you.

I'd like to see you try.

I can't see with this thing on.

You barely touched her.

I'll give you a touch.

Okay, let's...

You end this?

You are so stubborn.

-How it feel, you don't like it?

-No I don't like it.

-You like it.

-No, I don't like it, get off.

Okay, now we can end this.

Stop, just stop. Just stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Reid!

Wait.

Help.

Help.

Get out of the pool.

Get off my property.

Never come back.

Help.

I, can't swim.

Please....Reid.

Lenore, it's me.

It's me, Kato.

-What the hell?

-That's for whatever lie you told Britt.

He called me a skank and was mean to me,

and then he fired me.

Chili was a fine warrior.

He was a man of honor and dignity.

We must show our respect.

I'm will assure him blood.

Popeye, go forth.

Take these words and spread them.

The bounty of one million dollars.

The prey, The Green Hornet.

Dead, if possible.

Alive, if necessary.

I don't care where they have to

go, or who they have to do.

I want the head of The Green Hornet,

and I want it tonight.

Yes.

Everybody, chase the Hornet.

-We want him dead.

-Right.

I want to ... on your own life.

The Masked one.

-Kill green, yeah.

-Go.

-Kill the masked one.

-Get on the horn.

-Alright I'll do it.

-This Green Hornet, got a mask on.

-One million dollars.

-Got it.

-Right.

(All talking on getting The Green Hornet.)

You failed to kill me the Hornet, Popeye.

I warned you about this.

You heightened this thing to a point where

it had to reach some kind of climax.

Well, here it is.

I hope you realize now,

you should stay out of my way.

Never run this paper.

A gruesome scene last night as bodies were found all

across the city. Everyone of them wearing green clothing.

D. A. Scanlon's office, please.

The victims were unfamiliar, and it seems their only connection

was in fact their choice of attire.

As a safety precaution, police are advising citizens...

to avoid wearing the color green.

So as not to be unwittingly targeted.

This is my fault.

This is what I did with this newspaper.

So what. At least you tried.

Your Dad would have understood that.

Look, running a newspaper must be difficult.

I mean, if it's anything like running a re-election

campaign. It's got to be a pain in the ass.

Fortunately I think, uh...

think we make each other's life easier.

-How?

-Well there are two sides to every story.

Right.

I mean, there's some people, they see an event.

And they interpret it as this crime war, you know.

Other people see the same incident

and the interpreter it as a small isolated event.

-Yeah.

-I guess, I could...

help you decide.

How these incidents are exposed.

In the public interest, of course.

Now if this collaboration leads

to ascertain my position.

Well I will insure that you

enjoy compensation in return.

What kind of compensation?

Frank, are you...

are you like saying you want me

to slight up the news for you?

For your re-election. Is that what this is?

I thought you needed my help.

We, help each other out.

So that we can both get ahead.

This is mutually beneficial.

Okay, I get it now.

You went to my Dad, he rejected your offer.

And you feel you can just push me around.

That's what this is? That's what you think?

No, what I think is that you

over value your Dad's integrity.

You get out of my office right this second.

This might be what you're looking for.

Thank you.

Boss.

What are you doing up here? All

the guys were waiting for you.

Come here.

I've been doing some thinking.

And I had a revelation.

What, I'm obsolete.

I'm a dinosaur.

Not in the scary way, in the extinct way.

And it's time for changes.

You know, it's time for me to

gain some.....charisma.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

-What?

-Ha, ha. I'm talking about a motif.

A theme.

A mask.

Perhaps a stylish cape.

I'm talking about the death of 'Chudnofsky'

and the rebirth of 'Bloodnofsky'.

What do you say?

-Honestly?

-Yeah.

I think that is the stupidest thing

I have ever heard.

Why is that stupid?

That's not stupid.

-Yes it is.

-Blood-nof-sky.

I...I was going to wear red.

For blood, get it?

That's scary.

And cool.

Get this.

"Be it my mask or blood,

red will be the last color you'll ever see".

I say that to people when I kill them.

The Green Hornet killed Chili.

I am minus an eyeball, here.

You can't go and tell these guys that.

They'll think you lost your bloody mind.

I think you're having a midlife crisis here.

Seriously, you're starting to scare me.

Want to know a secret?

I'm starting to scare myself.

Gentlemen.

The reign of Bloodnofsky starts tonight.

Hey.

-Get out of here!

-I'm sorry,

What are you doing, seriously.

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