Waxwork Page #3

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Shhhh. Be very Quiet.

Are you finished?

Yes. But you know,

my English is not so good.

No, no. It's okay.

Great. Footnotes and everything.

You are an angel.

The trouble with dictators. I think

the dictators are the bad people

they have the shouting voices

and the small mustaches?

Okay. I'm sorry. I... I'm just a

little upset. Okay?

Could you tell her that Mark called, please?

Okay, thank you.

Hi Steve. Here, it's Mark.

Is Tony there?

He's not. Could you tell

him that I called please?

Thank You.

...and I spoke to Steve, and he

didn't know where Tony was.

So then I went by the waxwork this

morning.

No one was there. I mean, maybe

they've been kidnapped guys. Really.

Or even worse.

Boiling wax.

Mark. Maybe she had

another party to go to.

More like a motel to go to.

You know China.

No, no James.

It's not like that.

Tony and China. They're just friends.

That's not what you said last night.

Okay, so maybe I was a

little over emotional.

A little?

Sarah. I really don't care

who China is screwing anymore.

I really don't.

But I am positive that it's not Tony.

So where are they?

I still vote for the motel.

I'm going to give them till this afternoon,

and if we don't find them. I am

going to the police. I swear.

You know how many people

have gone missing in this area

in the last two weeks?

No.

That's a hell of a lot of people

in two weeks.

And now another two.

and you're telling me they've

been kidnapped, and boiled in wax.

All I know, is that there is something

going on in that waxworks.

Come on kid.

You can give me a better story than that.

I told you everything that I know. Yes!

Okay, but if this some kind of sick joke

I'll have your balls in the slammer

so fast, you won't have

time to squeal.

Do you understand me?

Good.

Watch this. This weird little tiny

guy who is addicted to

helium is going to open the door.

Weird and tiny, huh?

- Hi.

- Hi.

I'm inspector Roberts. I'd appreciate

a look around your waxwork,

if that would be convenient.

Yes, of course. Why?

This young man claims that he had

some friends visited last

and uh. Well, they disappeared.

Ah haha. Well come on in. Please.

You know inspector, we're not

open yet, so I doubt if they

visited this waxwork.

You gonna swallow that sh*t?

You, shut up.

I'm sorry. You were saying?

Yes, well. It's just that it couldn't

possibly be this waxwork,

unless they broke in after dark.

What? Oh, come on!

I don't believe this.

Of course you can feel free to

wonder around if you wish.

It would be a pleasure.

You, stay here.

I wanna show you a waxwork

Sit!

Oh, this is wonderful.

You know, I have always been

fascinated with Egyptian history.

Yes. It has always been

one of my favorites too.

Would you like a closer look?

It's all rather morbid though,

isn't it?

Well, it does seem to be

what the people want.

Yes. I guess you're right.

Sure you wouldn't like a personal look?

Really. I must be going.

You're gonna fall for that?

What else do you want me to do?

This isn't Russia, you know.

Whar are ya going to do? Wait for

the next person to disappear,

and then the next? Why don't

you do something?

Listen kid. I know you are worried.

Why don't you just go home

your friends probably left a message

for you there. Now relax.

That's it.

Never. Never underestimate the

political significance of

mein kampf as literature...

I'm sorry I am late sir.

I'm so sick I...

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I feel nauseous. Uh, Sarah's

gonna tell it's an incredibly contagious

disease. Excuse me, I gotta get through

here. Sarah's got to... You got to

come with me to the hospital.

to get x-rayed. Come here.

I got swollen glands

and my tongue is coated.

Pustules. It's terrible sir.

I think I'm going to puke. Things are

going to come as big as possible.

I'm sorry sir. I'll bring her back

as soon as possible.

Come on.

You aren't sick! We could

get expelled for this!

What the fug you doing?

Listen. I think I know

what is going on. Okay?

I went to the waxkork today

and met this man.

Oh that explains everything.

You don't understand. I recognized his face.

Big deal.

Are you sure you don't want

me for call for backup?

First I want to see if I am

imagining things.

'you alright?

I'll let you know.

Sh*t.

If my mother caught me up

here, she'd kill me.

Whose is all this?

My grandfather's. Well,

most of it anyway.

He was a very strange man. He

was fascinated by death and horror.

My afamily never really aknowledges him,

apart from that portrait in the dining room.

Sarah.

Come over here.

Listen to this.

Last night, Millionaire Michael Loftmore

was found murdered in his drawing room.

His body was badly burnt, and he seemd

to have died in great pain.

The only thing missing from the house

was the collection of 36 artifacts.

all belonging to Loftmore.

...and the it goes on.

Now listen to this. The only clue is the

disappearance of Mr. David Lincoln,

Loftmore's chief helper of the house.

- Well?

- Well.

"This Mr. Lincoln".

And that's the man I saw at

the waxwork.

That's the same man I

originally met, with China.

But he hasn't aged.

Mark, what's happening?

I don't know.

but I know where we can find out.

Come on Nigel. Just don't stand there.

Give me a hand.

Come on Nigel.

Help the professor darling.

This one is a heavy one.

Come on Nigel. Give me a hand.

Push the darn thing.

Rhaoul.

The curse.

Those who desecrate the tomb of Rhaol

will be condemmed to a painful death

by hands of...

Heavens.

It's the mummy.

Sh*t!

Let's get the hell out of here.

The door!

Push up the door.

There's a lever here someplace.

Have you got gun or anything?

Yes in my bag. Probably on the

side of the tomb.

Don't just lie ther. Open the damn door!

Hello Mark! Sit down dear fellow.

Sit down.

I am.

Sir Wilfred, this is Sarah Brightman.

This is Sir Wilfred, my godfather.

Hello.

Call me Wilfey. Everyone else does.

Now. How about a whiskey?

Maybe something stronger?

No thank your sir, we're fine.

So. Now, what's so urgent?

Well, it's a long story.

Oh , love it.

I think Sarah shoould start.

Even better.

Don't have to look at your ugly mug.

Now come on young lady. HaHah.

Haven't got all day.

Well, it all started when a friend and I...

China.

China and I were walking to class,

in the one neighborhood,

and we ran into this man...

What the hell did you kill him for?

We still need two more.

He would've been perfect!

That's alright. I'm sorry I shouted.

You got to learn your own strength.

You're a big boy now.

Very big.

Hans have better find some new visitors.

We're running out of time.

Get rid of that. It's useless.

Mark found the article in the attic,

and uh, about the murder and Mr. Lincoln.

And, so that's why he thought

we should come and see you.

This is very serious. You see your

grandfather, bless him,

who collected over the years, 18

trinkets. Belong to 18 of the most

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