The Quest

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Cup of coffee?

Thank you.

- From around here?

- Long time ago.

Things sure as hell

have changed, huh?

Well, things change.

Hey, why don't I just put a little taste

of whiskey in that coffee?

What do you say?

- That's nice.

- You just sit down over there.

Relax. You make yourself at home.

I'll bring you the coffee.

Thank you.

What can I do for you fellas?

You wanna do somethin' for me?

- You can open the cash register.

- All right.

- Y-You just take it easy.

- You should leave.

I heard an echo.

Did you hear an echo?

Now.

What the hell

you gonna do, old man?

Drool on me?

Mother-

Where did you learn

to fight like that?

It was long ago.

- What the hell is this?

- You read, please.

I'm invited?

- Hey, Georgie!

- Yeah.

Get a load of this.

You know what to do.

Let's go, guys!

Let's go!

Hey, clown boy.

- Get off of my street.

- Wait a minute.

Hey, Dubois.

What are you,

sick in the head or somethin'?

Please. Grow up, go get yourself some

decent clothes and come work for me.

- I don't work for nobody.

- Tsk, tsk, tsk.

It's too bad, Dubois.

It's too bad.

You're a waste-of-talent nutcase,

you know that?

Suit yourself.

I got money to make.

Move.

Hey, here.

Please. Juggle.

Dubois, I want you and your kids

off the street.

I mean it, Dubois.

This is it.

Move it, kid.

Get down now

or we'll knock you flat.

Grab him!

- Some nut, huh?

- Hmph. Yeah.

Get your ass down here.

Dubois, get down.

You've crossed the line, Dubois.

- Hey, what are you doin'?

- Lookin' for a toilet.

There's no toilet there.

Get lost. Get lost.

Where'd he go?

- Did you get it?

- There was nothing there.

It's impossible.

Today's the day.

Nothin', Chief. Sorry.

Nothing? Nothing.

I don't believe it.

- Wow!

- Did I tell you or what? We're rich!

Yeah!

- Look at that!

- With this we buy respect.

If we want something,

we take it.

- Forever and ever.

- Forever and ever!

- Billy.

- Yes, Chief?

Get us some food-

some real food.

Go.

- Let's celebrate.

- Yeah!

- Good night.

- Good night.

I'm so full I could bust.

Red, you go to bed.

See you in the morning, kids.

Dubois!

Hand me the dough, clown,

or the kid's dead.

Easy, easy.

The kid had nothing to do with it.

Shut your mouth

and hand me the bag!

You heard him, Dubois.

Hand it over.

Count it.

Nobody steals from me.

Nobody.

Billy. Oh, Billy.

It's okay. It's okay.

He's gonna be fine.

The cops are gonna blame you, Chris.

Chris. Chris!

They're gonna kill you!

Get outta here! Go!

Red, you're in charge now.

No matter what happens, I'll come back.

I swear to God.

I'll come back.

This way! Down here!

Put 'em in the wagon.

All right, come with me.

Dubois! I'm gonna find you

and I'm gonna kill you!

Dubois! Dubois!

Check the exits and watch the docks!

He's here somewhere!

Move it!

I got the gutter! Dubois!

Check the cargo.

Look around those boxes.

- What was that?

- By the warehouse! Move out!

Under there.

Your mother's health isn't improving,

and her money's gone.

I rather doubt she'll be coming.

Now, Christopher, be a good boy

and stay right here.

I'll be back.

Don't move. Don't move!

What is this?

A stowaway.

You work for us.

- Put him in chains.

- Wait.

Come on.

Back to work.

I come to say good-bye.

It's a shame,

but even good things...

come to an end.

Yes. I'm sure...

the sharks will enjoy you.

Hit the boiler room.

- Grappling irons, now!

- Cast!

Fire at will!

Come on, boys.

The Turk's ours.

Harry, who the hell is that?

We're even.

Hey, you're losin'

your aim, Dobbsy.

What's your name, son?

Christopher Dubois.

Mine's Dobbs. Lord Dobbs.

And how can we be of service,

Christopher Dubois?

I need to find a ship

back to America.

America, eh?

Well, you're in luck.

We might just find one

on Muay Thai Island.

- Muay Thai Island? No-

- Trust me.

Yes, sir. You are now the guest

of Admiral Dobbs and Harry Smith.

The last of the buccaneers.

Come aboard.

Thanks.

Piece of sh*t.

Muay Thai Island off the bow!

Muay Thai Island, Chris...

where my good friend

Mr. Khao will take care of you.

Hurry it up, lads.

Quickly as you can

with those boxes, boys.

I want to get this tide

out of here.

Khao, my old friend.

Nice to see you.

How are you?

How's business?

Oh, that good, eh?

Well, I have a few interesting items...

I picked up on the way here.

Perfect for insurrections.

But I have something

even better. Harry.

- Bring Chris over here.

- Come on.

Watch the way the boy moves.

Chris Dubois from the United States,

the best fighter I've ever seen.

Oh, Chris. Khao was saying

he's going to make sure...

you catch the boat that comes here

from the States.

- Dobbsy-

- Yes. Khao, I suggest we step inside.

Dobbsy.

Wait here, kid. We're gonna

fix you up nice with our friends here.

It's daylight bloody robbery.

He could get killed in the first fight.

Then what do I have?

The boy is good. I've seen him fight.

Have I ever lied to you?

This is the offer.

Take it or leave it.

Hey, kid! Kid!

This is gonna turn out

to be your lucky day.

Great news, Chris. There is a ship due

in two weeks, and you are on it.

No need to thank us.

Oh, uh, remember what I told you.

Watch out for your tail.

Watch my tail.

Harry.

How many weeks?

Ah, this is great.

Dobbsy, this is gonna be

the best one we ever had.

I do hate long good-byes.

Be ready at all times.

You will learn that...

or you'll never become

Muay Thai fighter.

I need some help.

Take me home.

And take care

of Billy, Red, the kids.

Hey. Leave him alone.

Yeah, you. Yeah, you now.

Yeah. Always be ready.

Well.

Forget it, Dobbs.

Fifty pounds says I can gain

her most intimate confidence.

Come on, Dobbs.

Trust me, Harry.

Waiter?

Yes, sir.

The young lady who just came in.

Would you ask her if she'd care

to partake of a flute of champagne?

- Say it came from-

- Lord Dobbs?

Yes, sir. Castle in Scotland,

factories in Singapore.

- Smart lad.

- Thank you.

Castle in Scotland?

Excuse me, miss. The gentleman

over there would like to see you.

Thank you.

- I'm sorry. Do we know one another?

- I can't be sure, Miss-

- Newton.

- Miss Newton.

Maybe it was my castle in Scotland

or our vineyards in the south of France?

- No.

- No matter. I shall remember.

Miss Newton.

By the way, I'm Lord Edgar Dobbs.

This is the president of my company,

Harry Smith, with an "i."

- Ma'am.

- Pleased to meet you. Carrie Newton.

Miss Carrie Newton.

- Will you join us?

- I just came in for some refreshment.

Well, then, take it

with us, please.

All right.

Thank you, my lord.

Edgar.

Let's dispense with silly titles.

So, what brings you to the Orient,

if I may inquire?

- I'm here on assignment.

- An assignment?

- Like a journalist?

- Yes. The "New York Globe."

- "New York Globe," huh?

- Hmm.

- Maybe we met through my father.

- Your father?

Howard Newton.

He owns the "Globe."

Howard Newton.

Oh, yes, a splendid chap.

They say you can buy anything

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