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46, agent for the Chinese army. You were a spy?

We'll get back to the hotel.

Why don't I take him to a farm in the new territories?

He can have a quiet, peaceful grave without anyone nosing around.

No, no.

Good morning.

I only hesitated bringing it to you, Mr. Zeider, because it's not one of a kind.

I told you I'm not interested in replicas, however cleverly they're done.

Good Lord, it's not a replica, Mr. Zeider. What I meant was that there's a

companion piece to this one, which is owned by the royal family.

Of what country? Oh, of England, of course. Of course.

Lily!

Maureen?

What else have you to show me today, Mrs. Grant?

There's only one of these in the entire world, Mrs. Snyder.

Interestingly enough, it was commissioned by the Empress Dowager in

then later presented to the King of Portugal in 1866.

just left for New York.

New York? Are you positive?

I'm positive.

My man just saw him get on the plane.

How could they let him leave the mainland with those charges against him?

Supposedly, there's a witness in New York that can prove that Min is

If he's found innocent by that people's court, then he'll award the contract for

the construction of the steel mill in Shantung to the Canadians.

However, he's found guilty.

Or if he never leaves New York, then his assistant will take over and

my company is certain to get that contract.

It's a one billion dollar contract, Mr. Evans.

As much as I'm opposed to violence, Min -Lo Chan must die in New York.

I just can't get over it.

What is that, Jonah? Well, we're the same age, but who would ever guess that?

Nobody, that's who.

You look very distinguished, my friend. Oh, distinguished, yes.

But I can't get over how much younger you look.

We went to college together.

Did he ever tell you that?

Yes. I got better grades than he did.

Dated prettier girls than he did. Uh -huh.

That's not quite true.

Well, some of the time. I was even voted by my club as the man most likely to

succeed. And you have.

Impressive. Oh, yeah, I've got a few newspapers and such.

But you, you're not only younger looking than I am, but you're the Minister of

Industrial Development for China.

And I'm still just a newspaper man. You are too modest, Jonah.

Well, how was lunch? Very nice.

Is your afternoon paper out yet? It's on your desk.

Good. Would you mind showing Emily around the plant while Min and I have a

little chat? Oh, I'd be glad to.

I'll just get someone to cover the phones, and then I will give you the VIP

tour. You're very kind.

Your article is most flattering.

It's my pleasure.

Sit down, sit down.

Well, there are a million things that I'd like to ask you about China.

I hardly know where to begin.

I'll tell you anything you want to know.

But first, may I impose on our friendship?

Anything you want, just ask for it. It's a large favor.

And it's for me, personally.

Men, as I've gotten older, I've gotten to be quite a grump.

And if there's anything I lose patience with, it's beating around the bush.

Back in 1946, before I came to this country, I was an agent for the Chinese

army. You were a spy?

One day, when we were in the region north of Peking, this man

came to me.

with the news that the U .S. Marine Station in Chin Tao would like to meet

me.

He was a schoolteacher with a good reputation.

So I met with the Marines, three of them.

They wanted to know the size of the army that was marching on Peking, the number

of tanks and armored vehicles, for which they would pay me $10 ,000.

An offer that I presume you refused.

Of course I refused.

And that was the end of it, until a few months ago.

Jonah, can you help me find those three Marines?

Well, 1946,

that was a long time ago, but I guess if I contact some

of my friends at the State Department... No, your government must not know about

this. But, men, if I check the... I can't take the risk, Jonah.

There are people in your government who would like to see me convicted of the

charges that will be brought against me.

Charges?

I will be charged with having sold secret information of the Chinese army

U .S. Marines.

And I will also be charged with having robbed and killed the Chinese school

teacher that brought us together.

If you are thinking that you don't want to be involved, I understand.

Min, you were always very good at calculus and college and chemistry and

physics.

But as I recall, you were never very good at reading minds.

I know you.

I know you're not a thief.

I know you're not a murderer.

Of course I'll help you if I can.

Thank you, Joe.

Now, how are finding these three ex -Marines help you?

They know that I'm innocent.

They're the only ones who could give testimony to the Board of Inquiry in

I see.

So all I've got to do is to locate three ex -Marines without involving the State

Department. I think I've got it.

Peter Parker did a feature story about a Marine officer a few weeks ago.

Maybe he's got an in.

Give me Peter Parker.

Great. Listen, I need your help unofficially.

Okay. Now, this could save a man's career, maybe even his life.

I need to know the names and whereabouts of those three Marines.

That's the only clue in this picture?

No, I know that they were all in North China together. They were in Tsingtao,

China, in September of 1946.

Their mission was to buy secret military information about Mao's army.

Well, that's better.

I see you need it.

Yes, sir.

How about tomorrow?

That would be beautiful.

Oh, it's also very important that this inquiry not be traced back to my

newspaper or anyone on it.

Peter.

Major, please, trust me.

Okay. You were straight when you wrote that article about me.

So you'll call me tomorrow with their names and last known whereabouts?

Right. Tsingtao, China, September 1946.

Who else is in the house with them?

Housekeeper and a cook.

They're still suffering from jet lag.

What you need is a steam bath.

Dry steam.

Works for me every time.

What I need is some sleep.

You guys figure out some genius plan to knock off the old guy, will you?

I'm going to take a nap.

Okay, the first name on our list is Jonathan Fleming.

I appreciate your help very much, Mr. Parker.

Well, I didn't do much. My friend at the Marine Corps got these names.

Now, Mr. Mann, I want you to understand that we may have nothing at all on this

man here, but if we don't, we'll just look elsewhere.

It seems strange being here in this morgue, as you call it, trying to find

men for all I know.

may be dead.

got inside the building.

Well, there's nothing more we can do here.

We've got the gun. We've got the man. The only thing we're missing is a

Are you absolutely certain there's nothing you can tell me, Mr. Min?

He just got here three days ago, Lieutenant.

He's on a good world trip.

Hasn't been in this country for more than 30 years.

Okay. There will be a complete set of pictures and a story about the

gunman on the front page in the next edition.

Well, if Spider -Man shows up...

Tell him I need him as a material witness.

Otherwise, I can only book the guy for possession of a deadly weapon, and I can

hardly hold him very long on a charge like that.

I'll be in touch.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Kill the story.

I beg your pardon? You heard me. I said kill the story about the gunman stalking

through the morgue while Min was here.

And I don't want anybody talking about it. Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You're welcome.

And that goes for you, too, Parker.

This never happened.

Well, I understand, but let's be honest. There were only two people down here in

this morgue, and the gunman obviously wasn't coming after me.

Mr. Min, it seems to me like you need round -the -clock police protection.

You're absolutely right, Peter, but I can't afford to attract that kind of

attention.

My superiors will hear about it. Your government will hear about it.

No, I guess I just have to be more careful.

I don't think you understand. Just drop it, Parker.

Perhaps I should stay at home more.

Peter, when you collect the information about the three men, will you please

come over to my niece's house?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

I'm a little tired, Jonah. Would you mind getting me a cab?

Certainly.

This is Mr. Evans.

What happened to my call to Hong Kong?

No, I don't want you to call me back. Try it now.

I'll hold on.

Here you are, sir.

Why? What do you want?

What do you want, Mr. Zeider?

Chung?

Put the boss on, will you?

Evans calling you, sir.

Yes, Mr. Evans.

We almost got him, but... Spare me the details, Mr. Evans.

When are you going to try again?

Tomorrow. And call me tomorrow.

It was a lot harder than I thought it was going to be, Mr. Zeider.

You see, he's gotten involved with one of the newspapers.

And I think they're going to get him police protection.

I don't want to hear the sordid details.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

Just do it.

And let me know when it's done.

That's all he says. Just do it.

Who does he think I am?

His highly paid, trained bear.

Very funny.

Hey, listen.

We're gonna need another guy.

Woosley's gonna be in a slammer for a while, so we're gonna need someone.

Okay. But this time, get me somebody who's smart, will ya?

You got it.

So, you've got nothing to tell me, huh?

Well, where shall I begin?

I was born of average parents in a small hamlet nestled in the Pocono Mountains.

Peter. It was all woods and green, forests and streams.

There's wild corn. It was Indian country, you see. And there were signs

the place. Um, the robbery or the shooting or whatever it was that

the Bugle Press Room yesterday. I heard all about it from Lieutenant Olsen.

Yeah, well, we killed that story. I know. Why?

To save a man's life, Julie. What man?

Just skip it, okay? Yeah, well, level with me, and I might.

Look, I just don't think it would be safe for you to know about this.

You're sounding ridiculously melodramatic, and I'm sick of you

Peter. Well, some ladies like to be protected.

Oh. Well, tell me the truth.

Then let me decide if I want to be protected or not.

We've been through a lot together.

Yeah, I know.

Have I ever let you down?

I mean, have I ever breached a confidence?

If you've told me to lay off the story and I've agreed to, have I ever gone

on my word?

Okay.

The man who was captured is probably an assassin.

I don't know, Uncle.

Perhaps you're putting too much trust in Mr. Jameson and his people.

One can only trust whom one trusts.

Now, Uncle, you're getting very Chinese on me.

Very well, my American niece.

Whom do you trust?

My family.

You, of course.

And...

And no one else.

When you get older, when you fall in love, when you have to depend on other

people besides your family, then you'll be more trusting.

Perhaps.

Hold it.

We'll give them a minute to get comfortable.

Mr. Min, Emily.

Thank you for coming, Peter.

Yes, well, I got information on each of the three men. Now, it's not very up to

date, but at least it's a start.

Very good.

Emily, Peter will surely have some tea.

Oh, yes, thank you.

Uncle, were you expecting someone?

Will you please pour the young man a cup of tea?

All right, honey.

Kiss your uncle goodbye.

Get everybody out of here but the old man.

That yo -yo jumped out the window.

Well, we got what we came for.

Get the ladies out of here.

I'm not leaving my uncle.

Better do as they say. No.

I'm not going to cooperate with these killers.

Who said anything about killing?

All we want to do is ask him a few questions.

You tried to kill him yesterday, and if it weren't for... Lloyd.

Spider -Man, Uncle.

Thank you.

I want the police. It's an emergency.

Emily,

what happened to your uncle? You can see.

Did he have a heart attack?

Leave me alone.

But, Emily, I... He's an old man who left us. You ran away.

No, no, no. I ran to get the police, Emily.

Just go away. I realize how upset you are, but... Give her a break.

I didn't know your uncle had a weak heart.

You're a coward.

You left us to be killed.

I never want to see you again.

Hey, uh... She, uh, she's just upset. She's scared.

Listen, Pete, I have to get a description of that third man from you.

who got away? I got it from the young lady, but she was so... Pete?

Peter?

Rita took Lou Stemple. I'd like you to take this guy. His name is Martin

And I'll take Jonathan Fleming.

Hmm. If I find Fulmer, you want me to interview him? No. Just stick to the

telephone.

You see, the people who tried to kill men also have these men's files.

Just try to find them, and once you do, let me know as soon as possible.

How long do we have?

I don't know. It'll be a race to see who finds them first.

Now, I told Rita that we should all get together tomorrow afternoon and see what

we've come up with. So why don't you meet me here outside my building, okay?

Okay.

That's it.

How is Mr. Mann?

I don't know.

Did you ever check with the hospital?

No.

Look, thanks a lot for helping out with this. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

What about their fingerprints as a way to find these guys?

I already got the fingerprints from the Marine Corps. I gave them to Lieutenant

Olsen. He should have something for me in the morning.

Peter, it's not your fault that Mr. Min had a heart attack.

Yeah.

It sounds to me like his heart attack was caused by the strain of those guys

busting into the house, waving guns around. He really blames me for running

away. To get the police.

Peter.

It's only because I have to prevent anyone from knowing that I'm Spider -Man

that I ran away.

You're a coward. You left us to be killed.

If only I could tell you. I never want to see you again.

I didn't know you had a bad heart, Mr. Min. If I had known, I wouldn't have run

away. I swear, I wouldn't have run away.

Chan's room, please.

944. Thank you.

How is he, Emily?

The doctor says it's too early to tell.

I mean, is he conscious?

Yes, he's conscious.

And sweet as always.

And furthermore, you've turned this into some kind of cheap farce with your

fumbling. Mr. Zeider, I told you he had a heart attack. A bad heart attack.

How do you know that?

One of my men had a few drinks with one of the nurses who was taking care of

him. He's in a bad way.

I want him dead.

I know.

We're working on a plan.

He'll never leave the hospital alive.

If you ever expect to set foot in Asia again, you will not fail.

I won't fail.

What about the photographs of those Marines?

Well, Min obviously is trying to locate the Marines in the pictures.

They're probably involved in the charges of corruption against him.

You better find them before he does and then persuade them not to cooperate.

It'll be expensive.

I want that contract to build a steel mill in Shantung. I don't care about the

expenses.

Don't you understand that by now?

Okay.

And what about the newspaper photographer?

He's obviously trying to help men find those men.

Get rid of him.

I'll take care of everything.

Goodbye.

You get in that hospital ward and figure out the best time to hit the old man.

Bertino, you and I have got to go and arrange to buy some confidential

records. Then I want you to wipe out that photographer.

His name is Peter Parker.

Professor Dent?

Hi, I'm Peter Parker. I'm a graduate student in physics, but I took one of

courses in Far East history.

Yes. Well, if you have a couple of minutes, I'd like to talk to you. I have

dental appointment.

Have to be brief, I'm afraid.

Well, thank you. You know, I remember so much about your course, it really made

an impression on me. I'm not exactly sure why, but it did.

Really?

Yes. I've been working for a newspaper for the last year or so.

I've encountered some really fascinating people and interesting stories.

It's amazing, you know.

Some of them are funny.

Some of them are not so funny.

Yes.

I still have another minute, Mr. Parker.

Was there anything else you wanted to say?

Yes, as a matter of fact, there is.

Problem is, I just don't know how to say it.

Well, perhaps some other time.

It's about Menlo Chan.

The Chinese gentleman you were with in North China in 1946 when you were in the

Marines and your name was Jonathan Fleming, which is your real name now.

trying to invade your privacy. You already have. This is very important.

let me explain. I'm just going to pretend we never had this conversation.

You understand?

Thank you.

That should only get you five to ten years for assault with a deadly weapon.

big deal.

What'll it take to get me loose, Spider -Man? Oh, you're not going anywhere,

pal. I can't afford another felony.

Is that a fact?

I meant it.

They get me on another rap with a gun and I'm gone forever.

You work for the guy who tried to kill the Chinese minister, right?

When are they going to try to kill him again?

Ask me something else, anything else.

They're going to get him in the hospital tomorrow night.

Okay, now I need to know names and where I can find them. Don't ask me that.

They'll get me in whatever jail they put me in and they'll kill me.

You're right.

What are they going to do about the three ex -Marines?

Two guys are going to pick up some microfilm in the Brooklyn Subway Museum

tomorrow at 4 .30.

The microfilm will tell my boss where to find the Marines.

Okay.

I'll tell the police you were very cooperative.

I don't care what you think.

Even though my uncle agreed to it, I will not permit it. Well, the doctor

that it was okay to move him.

It's too dangerous. He's had a bad attack.

I don't want him to die.

Look, I am telling you, I... Excuse me, folks.

They are planning to try to kill him here tomorrow night.

How do you know that?

From Spider -Man.

Spider -Man told you?

Yes, we're friends.

It's true, they are.

The bugle's gotten lots of stories and photographs just because of Peter's

relationship with Spider -Man.

Well, I don't see what you and he have in common, but I don't doubt the two of

you. That is settled.

The bugle can print the story of Min's death on the front page of tomorrow's

afternoon edition.

And so will the register.

Believe me, it's the best way to keep him alive.

Then early tomorrow, the doctor will move him into surgery.

And from surgery, we'll have him transferred into a private hospital.

Is that okay?

All right.

If you two are willing to do that, I see no reason why I should oppose it.

Good. Then let's go ahead and tell your uncle that we're all in agreement.

I appreciate you two announcing my...

I do think it will keep me alive.

I'm sure of it, sir.

Peter, Emily, I want you both to make me a promise.

Whatever you want.

What, Uncle?

No matter what happens, I want you two to trust each other.

I don't think... And I want your promise that you two will work together.

To find a man who can clear me.

Peter.

Emily agrees.

How about you?

whatever money necessary for you to take the Marines to China so

that they can testify in my behalf.

Then it's settled.

You rest well, my friend.

Jonah.

We'll go for the film right after the tourist train gets in.

Welcome to the New York City Transit Exhibition. Right this way, please.

We have some very interesting exhibits for you.

If you will follow me to the upper level, we will begin our tour of some 70

years of progress, not only in subway cars, but early photographs.

I got him.

Lou, come back.

The train will finish him.

Hi, Herman. Hi, Mr. Parker. How are you? I'm all right. Can I have a hot dog,

please? Coming right up.

Good afternoon.

Late edition.

This evening's early edition.

Okay.

You girls want one?

No, thanks.

What's the matter?

It's bursitis.

Thank you.

Well, this ought to keep Mr. Min safe for a little while anyway.

Now all we have to do is hope that they read the papers.

Okay, so what did you two find out about our ex -Marines?

Sorry, Peter, but Lou Stample is dead.

Killed in an industrial accident about three years ago in Cleveland.

And I couldn't track down any of his living relatives.

Well, what I got was slightly better. Not a lot, though.

Martin Fulmer is in the intensive care unit of a veterans hospital in Florida.

You're kidding. Well, how's he doing?

Well, he'll be out of intensive care in a week or ten days. But then it's bed

rest for a couple weeks at least.

He almost died on the operating table.

Oh, great.

So that leaves us with Jonathan Fleming, who's going under the name of Roderick

Dent. Oh, he's alive and well, all right.

But he ran like a bandit when I confronted him.

Do you think he'd be more receptive to two ladies?

I tell you what, if I strike out with him tomorrow, he's all yours.

He's your only hope. You've got to get him to cooperate.

I know.

Well, where's the microfilm?

Spider -Man got it.

You idiot.

Have you any idea how much it cost to get that microfilm? I had it, and I...

you blew it?

Somebody tipped him off.

Don't give me that.

I'm going to teach you to blow a gig for me.

Bang!

You're dead, Joe.

What's going on? This is what's going on.

So?

So I'm going back to Hong Kong a hero, that's what.

Menlo Chan is dead.

I'm taking a plane tomorrow night. While I'm gone, you guys tail that newspaper

photographer just to make sure there's nothing funny going on.

I know this is hard for you, sir. What you said before is true. I am invading

your privacy, but I am not interested in anything that you have to say.

I just thought that if you knew that a man's career, I mean, his whole life was

at stake.

That you might be willing to cooperate.

You thought wrong, Mr. Parker. I'm not trying to blackmail you. Goodbye, Mr.

Parker. Wait just a minute. You don't leave me alone. I happen to know that

stole the $10 ,000.

I also know that you killed the Chinese school teacher. I know that you were

court -martialed, that you spent two years in jail, and that you received a

dishonorable discharge.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you like that.

Doesn't make any difference.

You have got to help me. I mean, you just have to help me.

That's ironic.

That's very ironic.

What? What is?

Those are the exact words I said to my buddy back in China.

I told him that he knew I didn't kill that teacher.

That he had to help me.

Wait a minute. Are you saying you did not kill the Chinese school teacher?

That's right, Mr. Parker.

My buddy, Lou Stepple, stole the money and shot the teacher.

Oh, he planted some of the money in my belongings.

Just enough so they made a case against me.

Like you, no one else believed me.

Well, I admit it is difficult to believe.

And your buddy Stemple is dead, so we can't ask him now, can we?

I have proof now, but it's just a little late.

What do you have?

Poor Lou Stemple died.

He sent me a letter.

He was a religious man, it seemed.

And in the letter, he confessed that...

He killed the teacher and stole the money.

Asked my forgiveness.

I even wrote him back.

Forgiving him. Can you imagine that?

Forgiving him.

And you say that you have this letter that Stemple wrote you?

Yeah.

Suppose I'll save it until I die.

You know, he sent a photograph of the teacher and his wife and kids.

For some reason, Stemple kept it, God knows why.

Well, if you have the letter and a photograph, and with your testimony, you

might be able to help Mr. Min.

And will you try?

If the Chinese would believe neither Min nor I killed the

teacher, then maybe, just maybe, the Marine Corps would believe it, too.

My newspaper will back you on that. You know they will.

Oh, I... I'd like to remove that stain from my record.

From my life.

I really would.

Deep feeling.

Where's Mr. Deuter?

It's done.

So, the newspaper photographer and Min's niece are coming to Hong Kong with that

ex -marine. I don't see what you're so upset about. Min is dead. That's what I

was supposed to do, wasn't it? See that he never returned from New York alive.

Well, okay.

Died of a heart attack instead of a bullet in the head, but he's dead.

That's what you wanted. That's what you've got.

And why do you suppose that photographer and Min's niece and the ex -marine are

coming here?

I don't know.

Come on, Mr. Evans.

Make a stab at it.

Well, to clear his name so that the ex -marine can testify to clear Min's name.

Very good, Mr. Evans.

Why would that be important to Min inasmuch as he is dead?

I guess it's the Chinese thing about honor and keeping one's name clean for

ancestors.

What are you laughing at? He's laughing at your ignorance, Mr. Evans. That's

what he's laughing at.

You've lived in China for years and you don't know a thing about the Chinese.

But it's in the paper. I mean, you can see it. The photographer works on wax

paper.

Photographer. Han Min's niece and an ex -marine are coming to China to

vindicate Min.

And then, Mr. Evans, Min Lo Chan will mysteriously return from the dead.

and take over as Minister of Industrial Development, and I will lose the

contract to build this deal.

I made some inquiries.

There's no funeral.

The body was not returned to China.

You have been had, Mr. Evans.

I mean, no chance about as dead as you are.

Well, the newspaper photographer and the girl have seen me, so...

I guess Chung better tell them.

Good idea, Mr. Evans.

Get rid of the ex -Marine or anybody else who tries to stop you.

Make it look like an accident.

Because the Hong Kong police are not as inefficient as they are back in the

States. Yes, Mr. Zeider.

Do not fail this time, Mr. Evans.

Because if you do, the Hong Kong newspaper will carry an account of your

death.

This time it will be true.

I guarantee it.

I'm going to pick the Kung Fu men myself.

They're my men.

I'll pick them.

My life depends on this gig coming off right. And I'm going to make sure that

get guys that kill first and think later.

We are to meet my uncle's cousin at a nearby temple.

Now, wait just a minute. Now, your uncle didn't say anything about meeting

anybody anywhere.

It must have been an afterthought.

Peter, you're too suspicious.

We're in Hong Kong, not New York City.

She's right, Peter.

He's a famous general from ancient Chinese history, General Hung, the Tamer

Dragons. Beautiful.

Hi, this is my

uncle's

cousin, Liu Qi Dan.

Are you sure he is who he says he is?

You've never seen him before.

Apparently,

my uncle

sent this along with the letter.

There will be a two -day delay before you can be taken across the borders.

Red tape.

First time I've ever been delighted about red tape.

Now there's time to see Hong Kong again.

Well, we'll see. Like I told you, the danger is not over until I agreed to

And I'm going through what I said I would.

But don't start telling me I have to spend the next two days in a hotel room.

These two men will keep us company for the next two days and keep us from harm.

Let's go.

I feel so strange being here.

Good, but strange.

Like...

Coming home to a home I'd never seen before.

Were your parents born here?

No, in Shanghai.

But even though this is a British colony, it's still China. And that's

feels like home.

I was 18 when I was here.

Hong Kong was all people and rickshaws and bicycles.

Iber was filled with junk.

Of course, they weren't motorized then.

You know, even though we've got these two guys guarding us, I really think we

should stay away from crowds as much as possible. In Hong Kong? Are you kidding,

Peter? Well, you know what I mean. We are so close now. I just don't want to

blow it.

Look at that skyline, will you?

Any of those buildings were here when I was here.

It is quite beautiful, don't you think, Peter?

Yeah, it sure is.

Just promise me you won't sneak off by yourself, that you'll stay with us and

the guards.

Okay, pal, you got a deal.

You get a good night's sleep tonight.

Because at 6 a .m. tomorrow, we are all going sightseeing.

They still come out here every morning, just like they did.

Graceful, isn't it?

It's a lot prettier than jogging.

I wish I knew how to shadowbox.

Thank you.

He doesn't need that hand right now.

they shake the sticks until one falls out.

Now, each stick has a number.

And the number on the stick helps provide an answer to their prayers. But

has to be interpreted by the soothsayer.

Is this a Buddhist temple or Taoist? Taoist. But the line between two of them

are often unclear.

Let's have a look around some more and then have out some lunch.

All right.

And then, the Aberdeen Street Market.

Afterwards, I think we should go right back to the hotel. I really think we

the rest.

I vote for that. Okay, it's a deal.

Well, what did you find out?

They're going to have lunch, then to the Aberdeen Street Market.

You've earned your money. You're through for the day.

You know, Tiles is a beautiful religion.

Their gods live among the stars.

Their supreme deity is called the Jade Emperor or Yuck Wong.

Professor Fleming forgets I did take one of his classes.

Now, there are three special star gods. The gods of happiness, prosperity,

and long life.

You do have a good memory.

Well, you made the course live for me. It would be hard to forget.

Let me help you, Emily.

There it is.

The Aberdeen Market.

I don't know, Mr. Fleming. It looks like it would sure be easy for us to get

separated in there.

Nothing to worry about, I tell you.

No, I guess you're right. I worry too much.

Here we have some fabrics, all of them just absolutely gorgeous.

Beautiful fabrics.

Get back to the hotel.

Congratulations, Evans.

Now, how are you going to dispose of the professor?

Whatever you say.

I don't want him traced to me.

Let's not get careless.

Why don't I take him to a farm in the New Territories?

No one knows him there.

He can have a quiet, peaceful grave without anyone nosing around.

Good idea.

Okay.

That's the way I'll do it.

Fine.

You wouldn't have really had me killed if I didn't get the professor.

You know me better than that, don't you?

Sure.

I just had to ask you.

I understand.

Let me know when you finally finish the job.

You bet.

What's that for?

I'll explain it to you later.

Bogea?

Oh, good. I'm glad I made this addition. This should help.

Yeah, well, along with these posters, maybe the police now can get some leads.

Taxi!

Will you take us to the Wan Chai helicopter pad, please?

I still don't understand why we need a helicopter.

To try to find Mr. Fleming.

But how?

I dropped an electronic beeper in his pocket.

It's got a range of a half a mile.

If we can pick up the beeper's transmission, we can find Fleming. Let

It picks up the transmission from the electronic beeper.

You're a newspaper photographer.

What are you doing with electronic beepers and things like that?

I'm also working on my Ph .D. in physics.

Electronic gadgets are sort of my hobby.

You just want to crisscross the whole of the island?

That's right, and then do the same thing over Kowloon.

Okay.

from the beeper?

No, nothing.

Just time for one more sweep.

Then I'll have to go back to refuel.

Mr. Sider?

Evans.

We've got a problem.

Yeah, yeah, I know about the newspapers.

But the police have posters of Fleming all over the place. They're all over the

walls here in Fanling.

We could have been seen. I don't like it.

Okay.

I'll wait for your call.

You want a beer or soda?

Your throat must be dry.

Don't confuse me.

Be kind to me before you kill me. I'll die with mixed emotions.

Thanks anyway.

All that's left now is the new territory.

It's working. We're closer to him.

Hello? Yes, Mr. Sider.

Must be down in one of those farmhouses. You better find a place to set this

thing down.

Peter! Look, Emily, I've got this whole thing figured out.

Yes, Mr. Sider. We'll leave right now.

We're moving him to a junk at Aberdeen.

How are we going to get him out without being seen?

There was a couple of wooden crates outside that store where you bought the

beer. Yes. Go get one. We'll put him in that.

Here's what I want you to do.

We'll stay in touch on these.

The pilot will show you how to use it.

Okay, but shouldn't we tell the police?

No.

There isn't any time.

You look Chinese if you don't show your face.

Yeah, I know. That's the whole idea.

I want you to get back up in that chopper.

If I need help, you'll be the first to know.

be in this village.

I'm getting very close.

Peter, be careful.

Emily, something strange is going on here. The signal seems to be getting

weaker. It's like he's moving away from me.

The only thing that's near you that's moving away from you is that van that

passed you.

Okay, pick me up where you dropped me off.

Where's he headed?

Towards the tunnel.

That route, they're armed dead ends at the Jambara restaurant.

Okay, get me down, quick.

AHH!

What is this?

Why is it so strange?

The doctor will fall into the water. Hurry up and go to the bathroom. Yes,

hurry up and go.

That's right, that's right, hurry up. Be careful, be careful.

It's okay, it's okay. Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. Go to the doctor.

Go to the doctor.

Where is the nearest doctor?

Please go to the doctor.

我相信我可以有辦法跟他解讀。 真的好彩啊。

Oh, Peter.

Thank goodness you're all right.

I feel like such a fool calling you a coward like I did. I didn't realize you

were Spider -Man.

I'm so sorry, Peter.

Never mind about that.

Where did they take the professor?

The doctor says you should rest for a while.

Where? Peter, me... Please, Emily, tell me now. Where is he?

We followed them to the Canot Tower. They took him in that wooden crate.

Tell the doctor to please remove the needles.

It was the only thing I could think to do.

So you brought him here?

To my office.

Spider -Man attacked us at the Aberdeen Harbor.

We stopped him. But it created a lot of attention.

Too many people.

I didn't know where else to bring him.

Where's Chung?

He cut out.

He's smart, not like you.

Where are the rest of the men?

Outside on the terrace.

Mr. Zeider, it's Sunday.

Nobody else was in the building but the janitors.

We had the professor in a box. No one saw him. No one was suspicious.

We'll wait.

Until dark.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Spider -Man. I didn't know you worked outside New York.

I don't, usually.

Emily!

How can I ever thank you for clearing my uncle?

I was happy to be able to do it.

Well, we're in your debt.

How is your uncle?

I spoke with him this morning. He's much better, thank you.

So, my secret is safe with you?

Of course.

I won't tell anyone that you're Spider -Man.

Anyway, I won't have anyone to tell.

I've decided I should stay here and learn what it means to be Chinese.

Yeah, I can understand that.

But I'll miss you.

Pan American flight number two for San Francisco, now boarding at gate 14.

Will you ever come back to Hong Kong?

Well, I have a reason to now.

Gay duck name.

Did I say that all right?

Yes, perfectly.

I shall always remember you, too. Final call, please, for Pan American Airlines.

Flight number two departing for San Francisco.