The Thief Lord Page #7
As long as he's
in the hotel, he's safe.
Anyway, Hornet
can't wait to see you.
Do you know what?
I reckon she's got a crush on you.
[Laughs]
[Ship Horn Honks In Distance]
[Whispers]
Wake up.
How did you know
we were at Ida's?
How quickly you forget
how I can ghost through the city...
tracking whom I please.
They took Bo away from you
because you're not grown-up like them.
There's only one thing for it, Prop.
We have to go back to the island
and both take the ride of a lifetime.
[Engine Starts]
[Pigeons Coo]
[Gasps]
- [Max] Come on, dear.
- [Esther Sighs]
What do you expect in this place?
What is there to say?
- What did you think of the wine?
- Oh, don't.
- [Max] Warm white wine.
- Bo?
- [Esther] Warm white wine.
- [Max] I mean, warm white wine!
[Esther]
You'd think they'd know.
[Max]
But what about the soggy spaghetti?
- [Esther] Did you get cheese
with that fish sauce?
- No.
- [Max] Did you? No.
- [Esther] No.
[Esther] Gone? What do you mean, gone?
Where's he gone?
- [Max] Out of the window?
- [Woman] I looked everywhere else.
Oh, he went out of the window, did he?
Oh, really?
- How can he possibly have got out the window?
- Look, look.
- Down there? Look at the drop, you fool!
- It wasn't me.
- [Rings]
- Yes?
[Esther]
Mr. Getz?
Is there a chance, Mr. Getz, that you will
perform any useful service in our employ?
Or are you too busy
feeding your tortoises?
Oh, uh, I beg your pardon.
I thought I'd been fired.
Boniface has run away again,
selfish little imp!
Now, we expect him back here,
with us, by the morning!
When did he run away?
Is anyone looking for him?
Your husband or the police?
- Oh! [Grunts]
- Give it here.
Listen here, Getz. Fortunately for you,
my wife is a patient woman.
This case will be resolved immediately,
if I have to do it myself.
Is that clear enough for you?
[Waves Splashing]
[Grunts]
[Grunts]
[Both Panting]
See? Like I thought.
No dogs at the back.
[Panting]
- [Whispering] What's the matter?
- I'm scared.
- Of what?
- They have guns.
[Owl Hoots]
- [Electricity Hums]
- Bo?
- Bo! It's me, Victor.
- I'm not going back to Esther.
Well, good. Because we're not
planning to let her have you.
- Really?
- Yeah, not even the tiniest little piece of you.
- Where are you?
- Up here.
They're all gone.
- And my kittens.
- They're-
They're all tucked up
safe and sound at Ida's house.
Esther said Prosper was bad.
No. Let me tell you one thing.
Prosper is the best brother
anyone could have.
Come on.
I'll catch you.
[Groans, Chuckles]
I bet that big brother of yours
But at least
he's in a nice, soft bed.
[Dog Panting]
[Dogs Panting, Growling]
[Growling, Barking]
[Barking]
[Whispering]
Don't move. If we run, they'll take us down.
Bimba! Bella!
Enough!
[Growling]
- What are you doing here?
- We want to see the Conte.
The Conte doesn't like
unannounced visitors.
We had a deal with him,
and he cheated us.
[Dogs Whine, Growl]
That way. And don't try to run.
My dogs are faster than you.
[Barks]
- [Dog Barks]
- Bella.
- [Train Whistles]
- Renzo, the Thief Lord has come to pay you a visit.
Something about fake money
and a merry-go-round.
a capital idea...
to feed him and his
little friend to the dogs.
I apologize for
my sister's rudeness.
So you found out about the money?
My apologies.
It was Barbarossa's idea.
- I wouldn't have been able to pay you otherwise.
- [Train Whistles]
I knew it.
The merry-go-round works.
[Scipio]
You're the Conte.
At your service, Thief Lord.
- [Dogs Barking In Distance]
- Does anyone know you're here?
Our friends know.
And a detective too.
We will settle everything
to your full satisfaction.
We pay you with a ride
on the merry-go-round.
- That is what you are here for, is it not?
- It is indeed.
Just be aware that this is
no simple fairground attraction.
To ride one of the creatures...
is to ride
into the teeth of peril.
I only just managed
to dismount in time.
Uh, looks like
you went a bit too far.
We were never allowed
a real childhood...
in which to play
and grow up together.
How could you possibly
want to turn yourselves into children?
Prosper and I want to
ride the merry-go-round forward.
Va bene.
If that is your wish.
[Dogs Barking In Distance]
- I'll go and check on them.
- Are you expecting visitors?
No one dares to set foot
on this island.
The only visitor we allowed to
come here was Barbarossa.
- [Scipio] Does he know
about that merry-go-round?
- Good heavens, no.
He'd immediately start selling tickets
at 10,000 apiece.
[Victor] Can't wait to see Prosper's face
when he sees you safe and sound.
But what if he rode the merry-go-round
and is now all old like you?
I don't know what funny stories
you've been listening to.
Wow! Look at it, Prop.
It's incredible.
This is the solution
to all our problems.
[Prosper] Problems just don't disappear
because you get older.
That's the point.
You'll be a man...
free to overcome them
in any way you want.
Does it matter
which one we ride?
[Conte] The lion was the right mount
for me, but to grow older...
you two must choose
one of the water creatures.
Come on, Prop.
Take a pick.
Which one do you want?
The sea horse or the merman?
What you do is your choice,
but I can't do this.
What about Bo?
Think how happy he would be.
Bo wants me as a brother,
not a father.
You heard him, Conte.
Looks like I'm riding solo.
So let's do it.
- Come on. Let's go!
- [Conte] Are you quite sure you
want to go through with this?
I've never been more sure
of anything in my life.
And I swear I won't come off
till I need a shave.
Hold on tight.
#...#...[Calliope]
Here we go!
[Scipio Shouts]
Roll on the good times!
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
Whoo-hoo!
[Electricity Crackles]
[Scipio]
Yeah!
[Electricity Crackles]
Make him get off
or he'll be an old man!
Scip! Get off!
- Jump off!
- Jump off!
[Grunts]
Jump off!
[Screams]
[Squeaking]
[Squeaking Slows]
[Grunts, Sighs]
That... was incredible.
[Sighs]
Don't look so shocked.
[Sighs]
- [Grunts]
- It worked.
Look. Just look at me.
Stubble.
Unbelievable.
[Chuckles]
Come on, Prop. What do you think?
Am I bigger than my father?
- [Twigs Snap]
- [Contessa] It's this way. Believe me.
- Ow! Ow!
- Where are you taking me, you little squirt?
No, we're nearly there. Ow!
I knew you were
stringing me along.
You just tried to get me
away from the house, away-
away from this
extraordinary contraption.
[Scipio]
Signor Barbarossa.
What, for heaven's sake,
are you doing with the Contessa?
- Contessa?
- Yes, Contessa.
I presume we are here
for the same reason at this late hour.
Namely, to experience the magic of
this famous merry-go-round in operation.
Famous? Magic?
Wait a moment.
This is the legendary merry-go-round
of the Merciful Sisters!
Must be worth a fortune!
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