Original subtitles

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- You are Mona?

- Yeah. - Your car is waiting.

- My car?

(tires squealing)

- Take this and put it on.

(dramatic uptempo music)

You can take it off.

This way.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Did you bring the money?

- Yes, I have it right here. But first I wanna see him.

- Certainly. (footsteps thumping)

(fingers snap) (footsteps thudding)

- I can't see who it is with that mask on.

- You want it taken off? Okay.

After I see the dough.

(locks click)

(dramatic music) (case snaps)

- You see, the money's there, alright?

Now you take his mask off.

(intense music)

No. Don't you come any closer.

You keep away.

No, you can't have this until I've seen his face.

(both grunting)

(body thuds) (Mona exclaims)

(glass shattering)

My glasses.

- That's better, now you may see him.

- Didn't have to break my glasses.

Hm?

- Sorry.

Go ahead, take it off.

(locks click) (case slides)

(briefcase explodes) (men yelling)

(fighters grunting) (guns firing)

(gunshot)

(punches smacking)

(gunfire)

(footsteps tapping) (man grunting)

(kick strikes) (groans)

(intense music) (gunshot)

(varied gunfire)

(door slams)

(barrel thudding)

- So they think they're clever, huh?

(striking sounds) (captive grunting)

Now move.

They'll wish they never had--

(gun firing)

- Hold it!

(gun firing)

- Go ahead and shoot, I'll blow us all up!

(captive mumbling)

(guns firing)

Alright. You want this guy?

Here he is. Come and get him.

Come on.

You're not scared, are ya?

- Hey you!

(gun firing) (glass shattering)

(gun fires)

(pin clicks) (captive mumbles)

(body thuds)

(urine streaming)

(kick thuds) (captive gags)

(grenade explodes)

- [Angel 1] I would rather have gone to Las Vegas

for my vacation.

- [Angel 2] I would've saved for Disney World.

- [Both] So why Kuala Lumpur, Bill?

- [Bill] The firm couldn't afford Vegas, not with you two.

Stop whining!

This is fun city, you'll see.

- Is this where they have the-- - Oh God, I'm in trouble already.

(engine roaring)

(upbeat music)

- Why, sure is hot in this place.

Have you arranged a limousine for us?

- Mm-mm.

- What did you do, rent a car?

- Mm-mm.

- Supposed to walk? - Bill!

You don't mean we have to stand in that line for a cab?

- Bill, what a way to begin a vacation.

- Taxi!!

Heh, heh, I taxi driver, you foreigners, I can tell.

You come for holiday.

Where you want to go? - The Continental Hotel.

- Ah! Heheh! Continental!

- Hey Buster, where's your taxi?

- Best taxi!

A1 condition. Hahah.

- Do you think we should go with him, Elaine?

- Well, why not?

(taxi driver humming)

- We can't go in that. (trunk slams)

- It is said-- don't judge car by unclean cover,

everything is modern, air conditioning, power windows.

Ah. Automatic lock.

Come, you see, get in please.

Come on.

There. Ah. Heheh!

(doors click)

(engine backfires)

(upbeat music)

- What a drag.

- Great air conditioning? I feel like I'm in a sauna.

- Would you turn on the air conditioning?

We're dying in here. - Air conditioning?

Roll down front window.

Now you roll down back window and we got air conditioning.

- What?

- Elaine forget it, open the windows, it's hot enough in here.

- Wait, what about the power windows?

- Power windows. Ahahah! Man power!

- What, you didn't know-- - Elaine.

- All right there, step on the gas and let's move it.

- Yes sir.

(engine roaring) (tires screech)

- Pretty good, you really know how to handle the wheel.

Where'd you learn? - Ah, this is nothing.

When I was driving regular taxi,

I used to race all the time.

And one day I raced this guy,

he go real fast, but I won.

Only turned out that this guy is officer of the law,

and he take license away.

- Aha, so you're driving without a license?

- Uh-huh. Oh well, that's the way it goes.

(upbeat music)

(tires squealing)

(drive laughs) (horns blaring)

Go ahead,

go ahead.

All clear.

Thank you!

(car thuds) (tires squealing)

- Why'd you do that?

- Huh?

- How come you let that Rolls Royce get ahead of us?

You scared? - No, I'm not scared.

All taxi drivers move over to side when his car comes.

It is out of respect.

- Why, who is he?

- He number one good.

He Peter King, the big philanthropist. That's who.

- I don't care who he is,

I want you to catch up with him. Go ahead.

- Uh-uh, no can do.

- Go ahead, do what the lady asked you.

- Nah.

- Yeah come on, catch him, I wanna see what he looks like.

- No can do. (engine sputtering)

- Here, will you do it now?

- Ah, well...

- Fetch it. - Hey!

What you do that for?

Waste money like that!

(door slamming) (engine roaring)

- Hey come back!

Hey where you going?

Hey! That's my taxi!

You can't do that!

(tires squealing) (engine roaring)

(upbeat music) (tires squealing)

(upbeat music continues) (tires squealing)

(horns blaring)

(engine roaring) (upbeat music continues)

(tires screeching)

(tires squealing)

- Well, that could be our action.

- Don't start, Elaine.

(doors click)

(doors thud)

- What is it that you want?

- What do I want? To pass that car.

- That's Mr. King's car, it's to be respected.

- Who's Mr. King?

Never heard of the guy, let me take a look, okay?

(fighters grunting) (striking sounds)

- Wait!

(dramatic music)

- Rather nice looking. - Mmh.

(dramatic music continues)

(knuckles crack)

(fighters grunting) (striking sounds)

(wood clacking) (fighters grunting)

(intense music)

- Your memory hasn't deserted you, at any rate.

- Neither has yours, Peter.

- You finished playing?

(both laughing)

- How about that, we had you going, didn't we?

- Yes you did. I admit it.

- We used to do that trick in college.

Used to fool the chicks all the time.

- Aren't you going to introduce us?

- Sorry. Peter King, this is Elaine.

- Hello. - Hello.

- And Mona. - Hello.

- Hello.

Well now, you're my guests and no arguments.

You'll stay at my house. - Oh, who's arguing?

(both laughing)

- I've got work to take care of at the office.

So one of the cars will take you to the house.

- Okay.

- Ladies.

(upbeat music)

(doors slamming)

- Welcome to House of King.

This way please.

(gong sounds)

(upbeat music)

Take the ladies to their rooms.

She will show you the way.

- Thank you. - Mr. Fong?

This way please. - Right.

(upbeat music continues)

- If there's anything you wish, do not hesitate to ask.

- Thanks.

(door thuds)

(phone chirps)

- Yeah. - It's Peter, old buddy.

I've decided tonight is stag night. Women stay home.

- Sounds pretty good. - And guess who's in town?

Marco. Remember what they used to call us?

- The Three Musketeers. - Right!

It'll be like old times. See you later.

- Okay, later.

(peaceful music)

- Take a seat.

Thank you.

Hey, where's your surprise guest?

- They're late, let's not wait.

I'd like to formally introduce you to my home.

Especially the two beautiful young ladies.

- Once pretty girls are in the room, it's like I'm transparent.

- And even more so, my classmate, my brother-in-arms, Mr. Fong.

- That's more like it.

- When in Rome...

I've prepared a few local Malay dishes.

Malaysian food is eaten with your hands.

But if you ladies are not accustomed, you're welcome to use cutlery.

But Bill.

- Don't fuss, I'll do as the Romans do.

- Good!

(peaceful music)

- Excuse me, Mr. Fong. We only wash the right hand.

- Make yourselves at home.

- Thank you.

- Don't be shy, please help yourselves.

Well, eat up!

Hey, which hand did you wash?

It's forbidden to eat with your left hand.

- Brother, you know I'm left-handed!

Why can't I use my left hand?

- For a very good reason, don't you know?

- Oh yes! The same as with the Indians!

The right hand is for eating, and the left hand is for wiping!

- Hey, we're eating!

Stop pretending you know what you're doing.

I'll get someone to teach you.

(funky music)

- Don't move!

Which hand is this?

Which hand is this?

- My left hand!

- Marco!

- Left hand or not, eat up!

- Think you can pull a fresh one on me?

- Stop right there!

You're fresh meat here.

Pete gave me the same reception last time I visited.

- Why are you even here?

Did Ferdinand Marcos move from Hawaii to Kuala Lampur?

- Why should I follow Ferdinand Marcos?

I'll let you in On a secret...

I'm here for the beautiful ladies.

(chuckling)

- Let me introduce you-- this is Elaine,

- Hi! - And this is Moon.

My college friend, Marco.

- Come, take a seat.

- Sit down, you jerk. - Alright.

- Bring them new cutlery.

Marco, Bill and I went to college together.

We love playing pranks on each other.

Please don't mind us. - Yeah!

Everyone on campus knew us three musketeers!

If only you two listened to me...

They refused to enroll in the police academy together.

Why'd you join the CIA? There're no fun!

And you, Peter! - [Peter] What?

Why'd you go to West Point? There ain't even any wars!

You should have come with me.

I'm doing so well! I-

- We know!

You were promoted three times in six months

for infiltrating the Golden Triangle.

- You know it!

Not only did the boss give me a long vacation,

he even sent these two beauties to accompany me in my travels.

- Is that right?

- Enough chit-chat. Let's eat first.

- Yes, let's.

Looks like I won't have to eat with my hands this time.

- [Marco] This is delicious!

- Well, is it to your liking?

- Are you a businessman?

- Duh!

You think he's a working man?

Just take a look at his incredible house.

- What line of work are you in?

(chuckles)

- I'll do anything profitable.

- Nonsense.

Who wants to lose money?

- Stop interrupting Peter.

I'd like to know too.

- Really? You want to hear him talk about his work now?

We'll be here all night.

- Yeah... Let's talk about where we're partying tonight instead.

- That's more like it.

- Yeah! Where are we going?

- Just a minute! When we three musketeers go out,

girls aren't welcome.

- It's alright. They have a lot of catching up to do.

- Get a good night's rest.

I've already arranged your day tomorrow.

- Sounds alright to me.

- Hey, let's get going.

- I want to change first.

-Go ahead, then.

♪ Snow White had seven little dwarves ♪

♪ All seven of them with the same thing on their mind. ♪

♪ Seven shorties with matching harebrained plans ♪

♪ The witch shivered when she looked at them! ♪

♪ Even though Snow White had seven, even though they were dwarves ♪

♪ all seven of them shared a bed with Snow White >

♪ Seven dwarves with seven sticks ♪

♪ Jiggling and jostling on the edge of the cave ♪

♪ Snow White was very happy with her seven dwarves ♪

♪ Her seven dwarves were pretty smart ♪

♪ They could fold origami ♪

♪ and they liked to play with balls ♪

♪ The whole gang laughed a lot ♪

2 Once the dwarves were driving Snow White crazy ♪

♪ They had decided to learn to use nunchucks ♪

♪ Snow White was so mad, she grabbed all their sticks ♪

♪ she raised her voice and ordered them all to bed! ♪

(crowd cheering) (crowd clapping)

- Encore! - Thank you.

Thank you!

- Bridgette Li in the shower!

- Pardon?

You're asking me to take a shower?

So you're here to watch my shower?

(crowd laughing)

- Oh, alright then, let's take a shower!

Hey Glasses,

you people are the biggest pervs.

- Yeah, we really are!

- Take off your glasses and watch me in the shower.

- You idiot, why would you actually take off your glasses?

- Okay!

Here comes

"Bridgette Li in the shower."

(crowd cheering) (crowd clapping)

(whimsical music)

♪ The chick next door is in the shower ♪

♪ quietly I sneak over to take a peep ♪

♪ She's stripping down, what a sight! ♪

♪ Keep quiet so she let's down her guard ♪

♪ The truth is that you're a sex maniac ♪

♪ Your eyes are shining from all your peeping ♪

♪ One day you'll get cataracts ♪

♪ looking through the gaps in the door ♪

♪ I have a tiny waist and long legs ♪

♪ My two fish balls are ripe and ready ♪

♪ All of you were raised by wolves ♪

♪ You have the face of a pervert ♪

♪ The truth is that you're a sex maniac ♪

♪ Why must you be a peeping Tom? ♪

♪ Tell me now, or I'll scream for help ♪

♪ "No, please forgive me this once" ♪

♪ You jerk, why are you always peeping on me in the shower? ♪

♪ You're just looking, you'll starve your little brother... ♪

- It's pretty fun, no?

♪ The chick next door is in the shower ♪

♪ quietly I sneak over to take a peep ♪

♪ She's stripping down, what a sight! ♪

♪ Keep quiet so she let's down her guard ♪

♪ The truth is that you're a sex maniac ♪

♪ Your eyes are shining from all your peeping ♪

♪ One day you'll get cataracts ♪

♪ looking through the gaps in the door ♪

♪ I have a tiny waist and long legs ♪

♪ My two fish balls are ripe and ready ♪

♪ All of you were raised by wolves ♪

♪ You have the face of a pervert ♪

♪ The truth is that you're a sex maniac ♪

♪ Why must you be a peeping Tom? ♪

♪ Tell me now, or I'll scream for help ♪

♪ "No, please forgive me this once" ♪

♪ Tell me now, or I'll scream for help ♪

♪ "No, please forgive me this once" ♪

(crowd cheering) (crowd clapping)

- Encore, bravo! - Thank you, thank you.

No more,

No, more. Bye.

(crowd chattering)

- Encore! - Wasn't that a great show?

-Yes!

- She's magnificent!

- She'll join us once she changes.

- Alright, who gets to try their luck first?

- Hey, same old rules!

- Sure.

- Waiter!

- Invite her to sit with us.

Will you go or not?

- If I must.

(chuckling)

- Ready? - Ready.

- Ready! - Ready? Okay.

- Okay, one, two, three, sip!

(upbeat music)

(hand strikes) (Marco spits)

- Are you kidding?

- I won! - You cheated!

- Don't be a sore loser. - It's not fair!

- Not bad!

You win, she's yours. - No kidding!

- Hey, she's coming out.

- Whoa!

- Great crowd tonight.

- Yeah.

(upbeat music)

- Hey, she's smiling at you. You've got this, go for it!

- What are you waiting for?

- She's really hot.

- Our sister would like you to join us.

- Tell her I'm busy.

- Well? - She said she's busy.

- She wants you!

- What are you waiting for?

Hey, why did you sabotage me just now?

- I didn't mean to sabotage you.

- I don't care. Your punishment is to

drink a whole pitcher of beer.

- Are you kidding? I can't drink that much!

- That's your business. Waiter, a pitcher of beer!

- Okay! - I have my reasons!

- Are you serious?

- Look!

- Well, Snow White.

Will you buy me a drink?

- Is that all you want to drink?

- What's the matter, Sister?

- Get her over here.

- Brigette Li.

Sister asked you to join her.

- Ignore him.

- Can't you see I'm occupied?

- Occupied?

(fighters grunting) (crowd gasping)

- They...

(Bill sighs)

- I'm scared. - Give me a minute, don't be scared.

- Now the show begins.

(fighters grunting) (strikes smacking)

(chair scrapes) (glass shattering)

(crowd clapping)

(dramatic music) (crowd clamoring)

- Sorry. - Wait, wait.

- Yeah, what do you want?

- You look like you could use some help.

- Yeah. Okay.

- Don't worry, there's only a dozen or so.

- Is that all? - Yeah.

(fighters tensing) (dramatic music)

(punches strike) (table crashes)

- Yeah. I'm making it about twenty seconds.

- You're right.

(intense music)

- What's going on?

I don't fight women. - You do now!

(fighters grunting) (punches smack)

(Bill gasps)

- Hey, whaddaya guys doing? You don't fight women!

Are you nuts? - Take a look.

They're men, you idiot. - Men?

And you didn't tell me? - You never asked.

- Those women are men?

(grunting) (fight sounds)

- You were really terrific. - Oh, ah.

- Hey, got news for you. She's a man too.

- Bbbrr!

(all yelling)

(all laughing)

- Why didn't you tell me about her?

Some friend you are!

- Oh Bill, I thought you liked her.

- Yeah, well I didn't know she was a guy!

- Hey, you remember that song we used to sing?

You remember? We used to sing it at every time?

- Yeah, I remember.

- Well let's sing it. - Alright.

- [All] One, two, one, two, three.

♪ Old McDonald had a farm, ee eye, ee eye oh ♪

- Hey come on, I thought you knew the words.

- I forgot them... ♪ Old McDonald had a farm ♪

- How can you forget the words?

(Peter retching)

- Look he can't take it.

- Listen, I'm working for the CIA.

I got Peter under surveillance.

- You do? Why, what's he done? - He's starting--

- That's better. - Whoa.

You're outta condition.

You used to drink twice as much.

- I did? Alright, let's sing.

- Let's go right to the ending, huh?

- Right, the big finish.

- Yeah. - Let's do it!

♪ An Irish farmer, he had a car ♪

♪ Ee I ee I oh ♪

♪ With a crash crash here, a crash crash there ♪

♪ Little sleep, big sleep ♪

♪ Honk! Ding ding ding ding dong ♪

♪ Cha cha cha ♪

(both laughing)

- Hey? (Peter retching)

He's through.

What was that you said?

- I'm here to keep an eye on Peter.

Keep it quiet. - Oh.

- Okay. - Hey, hey.

- Hey buddy.

- You're not gonna conk out on us, are ya?

- Of course not.

You ready for another song? - Okay.

What'll we sing now?

- Yeah! - Well go ahead.

♪ I'm an old cowhand on the Rio Grande ♪

♪ And my legs ain't bowed and my teeth ain't tan ♪

♪ I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow, who never roped a steer ♪

♪ Cause I don't know how ♪

♪ And it ain't sticking, I'm starting now ♪

♪ Yippee-aye-oh-ki-yay ♪

♪ Yippee-aye-oh-ki-yay ♪

(peaceful music)

- Thank you.

- I feel so relaxed.

- Thanks to our friend Peter.

I really could go for him.

- Telephone call Miss Elaine.

- Thank you.

Yes?

- It's Peter.

What would you like to do today?

- What do you have in mind?

- I thought the tour deluxe.

Look, my helicopter will pick you up in a half an hour

and bring you straight to me.

How does that sound so far?

- It sounds wonderful.

- Good. Now get that sleepy head Bill out of bed

and let's get the show on the road.

- I'm on my way, honey.

(birds chirping) (receiver clatters)

(printer chugging)

(suspenseful music)

- He's expecting a heavy shipment.

Get on it.

(paper rustling)

(footsteps tapping)

- This way.

- Isn't this great? Our own helicopter to take us around.

- And why not? He's got the money.

- He sure has.

(engine roaring)

- Hey, I wonder where he's gonna take us.

- We find out when we get there.

- That building is Mr. King's. The top floor is his office.

- Will that be all, sir? - Yes.

(peaceful music) (engine roaring)

(door thuds) (helicopter sounds)

- So what's going down? - I thought I'd show you

how I made all this money.

- Mm. (giggling)

(engine roaring)

(upbeat music)

- Hey look at this--

Palmaceae and all of it mine, kids.

Palm trees from which we make palmitic acid, palmitin,

palm sugar, palm wine.

That is the fruit, how we make our oil,

a yellow butter-like oil, which you'll see later.

Just from the oil alone I make my profit.

(cheery music)

The warehouses, separating plants, and storage.

Fans, hats, mats, thatch, sugar, wine.

And of course that magnificent oil I told you about.

Even the scrap we use, as fertilizer.

All these storage tanks contain nothing but oil,

which we ship to all over the world.

We turn out around 300 tons a day.

So now you know how I got rich.

- Wow, you impressed me, yunno?

- Ohh, and the things I can do.

20% goes to the kids, orphanages, schools and so on.

- I'm really impressed. - Down here.

And this is our waste plant. Absolutely nothing is lost here.

The water that we obtained from the various squeezings

we inject with anaerobe bacteria, they eat all the fats

and after digestion they give off a gas.

Well this gas is used for creating electricity.

So I thought, why not use it?

I have constructed my own electrical powerhouse

and I have an unlimited supply source.

- Why, you must be Peter King.

I knew I knew that guy! (Peter chuckling)

- We're a city within a country

and completely self-contained.

Now, you wanna stay here and talk

Or you wanna go have something to eat?

- I'm starving.

- Let's go. - Me too.

(engines chugging) (suspenseful music)

(doors thud)

- Good to see you. Did you get everything?

- Mmhmm. - The ammo?

- Take a look, and it's brand new equipment.

Open the back.

(creaking sound) (dramatic music)

- King.

- It'll work good with those guns.

Everything's like you asked.

And it's all dry. - Yes, I can see that.

(camera clicks) - Freeze!

Stand up.

Now walk, go move!

(intense music)

Lieutenant, prisoner.

He was hiding in woods when I snuck up and got-- oh!

(fighting sounds) (guns firing)

(gunfire) (men groaning)

(engines revving) (intense music)

(gunfire) (engines roaring)

(intense music continues) (engines roaring)

(metal clanging)

(tires screech) (engines roaring)

(intense music continues) (engines roaring)

(gun firing)

(tires squealing) (guns firing)

- Fire!

(guns firing)

(water splashing)

Hold your fire. I want him alive.

(water splashing)

- He's getting away!

(engines roaring) (tires squealing)

(fighters grunting) (intense music continues)

(gun cocks)

(festive music)

- The casino brought this act over directly from England.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Well, here's mud in your eye.

- Oh, here's mud in your eye.

- Peter, I do appreciate you spending

so much time with us though.

- It is 1 who should be grateful to my mate for bringing us together.

I've have only been looking at figures,

which I must say I like, if they're the right kind.

- Yeah? What about last night?

- Look, the foreigners are doing kung fu.

(dancers shout)

- They're even better than you. - You really think so?

(upbeat music) (swishing sound)

(dancers grunt)

(crowd clapping)

Bravo! - They even sing Peking opera!

(chuckling) (dramatic music)

- Phone call.

- Yes, what is it?

- Major Chang here,

we caught your friend Marco snooping around

with a camera at the pick-up point.

What do you want us to do with him?

- Nothing. I'll take care of it.

(footsteps clomping) (insects chirping)

(batteries thudding)

- The game is questions and answers.

(intense music)

You were caught spying on us. Who are you working for?

Tell us.

(electric current crackles) (Marco screaming)

If you please, who are you working for?

(Marco panting)

(intense music continues)

(Marco screaming) (electric current crackles)

- Halt. Hold your men here.

- Meaning of this sergeant. How dare you?

I gave you no orders to torture this poor soul.

Now remove that wire.

Now go. Go.

Oh sir, sorry about that.

Men, you know?

- I understand. - Good.

(footsteps tapping)

- Marco?

- Peter, why are you doing it?

-'Ma glory seeker.

- You always were, weren't you?

- And now it is time to get rid of the existing government.

I shall be the new leader.

Think of what that could mean Marco, if I were.

- We're onto you,

the Malaysian government is onto you.

And look, it's all over. Don't you understand?

The revolution ceases now.

And I will do everything I can--

- Stop right there. Hold it, I said hold it.

I have planned this revolution

and I intend to see it through.

I had hoped you would join me in this great cause.

- Peter, I, I can't do it.

- Hey, I offered you a deal.

I want you to think it over.

I don't want to kill you Marco.

(military music)

Hmmh!

(dramatic music) (people chattering)

- Not exactly. I've been thinking about the future.

That's all. I've only just been planting.

There are those who think I'm too ambitious.

- In fact that's understandable really,

they're jealous of you.

- You know, it takes all kinds to make a world.

Those whose needs are very simple,

and then there are those whose needs are vast.

And I belong to the last group. I'm very ambitious.

I have visions that are so great it's frightening to me.

I realize that everyone has a dream.

The difference is that mine is a view.

- There's nothing wrong with that.

You sound so sad

and there's no reason why you should be.

It's beautiful today. Why not just enjoy it?

- Shall we sit down?

- Oh, this IS nice.

- Tell me, have I been boring you?

- Uh uh,

not at all.

I think you're very nice. - Do you mean that?

- Of course I do.

- What I would like is that we become a real working team.

- I'll have dinner with you if you like.

(both chuckle) (kissing sound)

(peaceful music)

(engine rumbling) (surf crashing)

(dramatic music)

(door thuds)

- Afternoon, sir. - Alright. Hello.

You bring the report?

- It's right here.

- Aren't you worried that Bill'd mix

his official duties with his personal feelings

towards Peter?

- No, I know him. I have total confidence, eh?

- Should I get him on the hotline?

- Yes.

(touch tones beep)

- Just look at those two. They go well together, don't they?

-Hmm. It's love in bloom.

- Are you Mr. Fung, sir? - Yes.

- Telephone call for you, sir.

- Phone call? - This way, sir.

- Your call. - Thank you

- Yes sir. - Hello.

- Ah, there you are. Good afternoon.

Good morning. How are you?

- Not bad. We're on vacation, sir.

Whatever you got it can wait.

- Yes, I know. I know you're on your vacation, I know.

Listen, it's about this Peter King fellow.

- What about him?

- Well, we have a strong suspicion that he's the honcho

behind the whole sabotage movement

against the local government.

- We need the help of the Angels to stop King's operation.

Marco was our man in that area and he's disappeared.

We have reason to believe our man's been caught by Peter.

- You have proof of this, sir? - Yes, we have.

Proof conclusive.

Now listen, I want you to take over this case, carte blanche.

Just keep us posted. - You just hired us.

- Good. And good luck.

(dramatic music)

(door beeps)

(VCR whirrs) (military music)

(suspenseful music)

(latch clicks) (motor hums)

(computer beeps)

- Operation Cobra.

Ready to attack. Prepare yourselves.

(suspenseful music continues)

(paper tears)

- Well, Bill? Did you find anything worthwhile?

- Take a look at this.

I never would've believed it.

Peter's our enemy now.

- We must tell Elaine.

(engines rumbling)

I'll go and get her.

(footsteps tapping)

- Hmm. Look, I'm sorry, but I have business tonight.

- Oh, that's all right. I'm pretty tired anyway.

- See you in the morning, huh? - Hm.

- Good night Elaine. - Good night.

- Elaine, we have to talk.

Come here, will you?

(sighs)

- What is it?

- How do you feel towards Peter?

- Well, you know I like him Mona, why do you ask me that?

- Do you know who he is?

- He's an old classmate of yours, isn't he?

- Yes.

Also the brains of a terrorist organization.

He's starting a revolution in this country.

- Are you serious?

- Here, read this. (paper rustling)

We found it in his room.

There's absolutely no doubt what he's planning.

- I don't believe it. It's a lie!

- Elaine, I know how you feel.

Only it doesn't change anything.

He's an anarchist. He's power hungry!

- Marco's CIA, he's had Peter under surveillance,

we've had word he's been caught.

- We are the Iron Angels.

We've been called in to take over

and I've accepted.

- Peter...

I don't believe you!

(dramatic music)

(computer beeping)

(somber music)

(engine roaring)

- We can't just let her go off like that.

We have to reason with her. You know how she is.

She's liable to do something stupid.

Let's go.

(engine roaring)

- Where is she?

(engine roaring)

- Now what do we do? - We get outta here.

(helicopter sounds) (dramatic music)

(door thuds) (engine roaring)

(intense music)

- Have you thought about it?

- [Marco] There's nothing to think about.

Peter, get out while you can.

This revolution of yours is destined to fall.

Peter, you must listen to reason. Your ideas won't work.

- No, you listen. My ideas are good.

I am going to take this country out of capitalist hands,

that'll be the end of Western influence--

Asia for the Asians!

- You're mad.

- Mad? You think I'm mad?

- And if you were to take over this country,

what then, Peter?

The world? - Are you with me or not?

You leave me no choice.

I am sorry.

- Yeah, I'll bet you're sorry.

Go on, get it over.

What's the matter, no guts?

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing) (Marco wailing)

(intense music)

(Elaine screams)

- Get after her, get her!

(whistle blowing)

(kick smacks) (soldier grunting)

(body tumbling)

(fight sounds) (grunts)

- Hold it! (dramatic music)

Hmm!

(fighters grunting) (strikes landing)

(body thuds)

(footsteps thumping) (guns clacking)

(fighters grunting)

- Hold it, that's enough.

Take her to Mr. King.

Inside.

- What are you doing here?

- This woman, she Is a friend of yours?

- Major, thank you. That is all, you can go.

- Yes sir. Let's go.

(footsteps thudding)

- I wish to explain. - Peter!

Keep your hands off of me.

(somber music)

- I was thinking we'd marry.

- Marry you?

You're out of your mind! After the way that Marco was killed,

you mean you've got the nerve to ask me that?

I just don't understand you!

- Nobody understands. Marco had to be executed.

It was my duty. I want you to understand.

I want you with us. - And I don't.

Why did you go and kill him?

He was your friend and you killed him!

I can't forget that, Peter.

I can't forget that he was murdered. And for what?

- No, he was executed, not murdered, Elaine,

I want you to join our cause.

(Elaine scoffs)

- Never. I'd rather die.

Go ahead, kill me now.

There's nothing else you can do.

(dramatic music)

-I need to think about it.

I shall come back later.

(footsteps thumping)

- Hello? - Hi John.

- Oh Bill, just got off the phone

with the CIA. What's going on?

- We need some more help here. - Why? What happened?

- Elaine's gone. - Gone, what do you mean gone?

- Elaine was following Peter and she's gone.

We believe she's been caught

and we need some help to get her out of there.

- I see. Where are you?

- Back at the Continental Hotel.

- Okay. You two stay put.

I'll arrange for an agent I know to contact you.

Her name is Karen. (engine roaring)

She knows the country

and she's well connected with powerful people in government.

Whatever you need, she can get,

whatever you want, she's got it.

(tires screech)

(sultry music)

- This is Peter's staging area.

We'll penetrate by helicopter.

It shouldn't be too hard in breaking in.

Just a few hundred armed with modern weapons,

but we have everything we need to make this a success.

Tomorrow before dawn, we go to that area by helicopter.

We enter that place

and we rescue Elaine as fast as possible.

- But we don't have weapons. - Ah, yes we have.

(map rustles)

(upbeat music)

- Ah!

(footsteps thumping)

- You are awfully high and mighty, aren't you?

She wants to play a little.

(footsteps thumping)

(soldiers chuckle)

(dramatic music)

- Let's go. - Yeah!

- I'm first. - No, wait!

(soldiers grunting)

(screaming, scuffling)

(soldiers laughing) (Elaine grunting)

(punch smacks) (Elaine grunts)

(gun firing) (dramatic music)

- You're insubordinate.

- This woman is an enemy, prisoner of war.

All prisoners are to be treated--

- That's enough. I'll look after her.

And you, Major Chang,

pay a little more attention to training.

Return to your duties.

(dramatic music) (footsteps thumping)

(Elaine crying)

(dramatic music) (engine roaring)

- Karen, how much longer?

-Only a few minutes.

Remember on the ground, we have three hours.

(clicking sound)

- Where's their line? - They don't want any.

They have their own way.

(music continues)

- [Pilot] We're at the drop point.

(helicopter sounds)

(upbeat music continues) (engine roaring)

(guns rattle)

(branches rustle)

(music continues)

(scraping sounds)

- We'll scout ahead.

(suspenseful music) (birds chirping)

(suspenseful music continues)

(dramatic music)

(Mona gasps) (knife thuds)

(footsteps thumping)

- Hey, you all right?

-I'm all right.

- Shh.

(suspenseful music)

- Stay with me. - Yeah.

- Spread out.

Let's go.

- And she took off just like that.

- Ah, I don't blame her.

I would've taken off too. - Ah, you're such a nerd.

You'll never learn.

- You just dunno how to handle a girl.

(suspenseful music)

(crossbow clicking)

(bow fires) (soldier yelps)

(blowgun fires) (soldier groans)

(water splashing)

(bow fires) (soldiers groan)

(rifle thuds)

(kick thuds)

(dart whirrs)

(soldier groans)

(footsteps crunching)

- We are close to the area. We'll stick together.

Let's go.

(footsteps thumping)

(martial music) (footsteps thumping)

- Present arms. (soldiers rustle)

- Are we united? - Yes we are.

- Let us never forget our sacrifices.

The government must fall. - Down with the government.

- Liberate the masses. - We are united.

- Liberation for our country!

- We are united.

- Liberty for all! - We are united.

- Good, it is our karma

to banish the infidel. - Yes, our leader.

- [All] Go, go, go!

- And now let us do our duty together

and go on to greater glory.

We attack tomorrow.

And by all that's holy,

this country'll soon be in our hands!

(brush rustling) (suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Up there.

- Hey Mona. Have you got everything?

- Mhm.

- Okay, Karen, you circle around the back.

- Hmmh.

(footsteps crunching)

(dramatic music)

(fighters grunting)

(water splashing)

- Hey Mona, you ready? - I'm ready.

- Karen, you ready?

- I'm ready. - Let's do It.

(dramatic music)

(arrow wooshes) (soldier yells)

- [All] United!

(all yelling) (bombs explode)

(automatic gunfire)

(explosion roars) (solider yells)

- Where are they?

(explosion roars)

(dramatic music) (arrow wooshes)

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roar)

- On your feet, on your feet!

(guns firing) (soldiers yelling)

(explosion roars) (guns firing)

(Karen grunts)

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roaring)

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

- Catch them!

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roar)

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roaring)

(zipline buzzing)

- You okay now?

(dramatic music continues) (automatic gunfire)

(gun firing)

(body thuds) (Elaine groans)

(guns firing) (soldiers shouting)

(Mona exclaims)

(rocket fires)

(Mona yelps) (explosion roars)

(dramatic music continues)

(Mona yelps, groans)

- Get her!

(guns firing)

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roaring)

(gun thuds)

(grenade fires) (explosion roars)

(rifle clanks)

(explosions roar)

(guns firing)

(soldiers yelling) (explosions roar)

- Hey Mona, come In, where are you?

You all right?

- I'm hit. Get out while you can.

(intense music) (footsteps thumping)

- Let's go.

(footsteps thumping)

- Charge!

(guns firing) (water splashing)

(guns firing)

(Elaine yelps)

(guns firing)

- After them!

(Mona gasps)

(guns firing)

- Hold it, are you crazy?

Those are explosives.

(dramatic music)

(footsteps thumping)

(dramatic music)

(pistol rattles)

(fighters grunting) (strikes landing)

(body thuds) (soldier groans)

(body thuds) (soldier groans)

(fighters grunting)

(Mona groans) (body thuds)

(dramatic music)

(fighters grunting)

(fighters grunting) (kicks smacking)

(body thuds) (solider groans)

(pistol fires)

(baton clinks)

(intense music) (fighters grunting)

(drums clank)

(liquid splashing)

(dart wooshes) (soldier groans)

(soldier screams)

(gun firing)

(sword clatters)

- Are you all right? - Yes.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(explosion roaring)

(footsteps crunching)

(intense music)

(Elaine exclaims)

- It's pretty bad.

- Oh, just get it out. - Hold on.

(Elaine cries out)

(trap clanks)

(footsteps thumping) (intense music)

(Elaine cries out)

- Come on, get up on your feet. - I can't make it.

(intense music continues)

(footsteps crunching)

- All right, you stay here.

(gun firing) (soldier yells)

(guns firing) (animal screeching)

(gun firing) (soldier yells)

(guns firing)

(gun firing) (soldier yells)

(intense music continues) (footsteps crunching)

(solider mumbles)

(brush rustles)

(gun firing)

(waterfall splashing)

(Bill yells)

(solider yells)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

- You too. I thought you were a friend.

- Like Marco?

- Not like Marco! (gun firing)

He's been executed. - What about Elaine?

Were you gonna execute her?

- Not if she joined my cause.

I only execute traitors. - Traitors like you?

You killed Marco, didn't ya?

And you didn't execute him, you murdered him,

just like you were gonna murder Elaine.

- No, not Elaine. I would never kill her.

You must understand. I have looked for this all my life.

I'm gonna have power beyond your imagination.

- What you're doing is wrong for God...

Give it up, Peter.

- You are all the same, aren't you? You feel superior.

It is I who am superior!

So why should I abandon my destiny?

- Listen Peter, there are government troops

on their way here.

Get out while you can. - I am not a coward.

As I shall show you, we will fight, you and I, to the death.

- Go!

(intense music)

(fighters yelling)

(body thuds) (Peter groans)

(water splashing)

(Bill spits)

(fighters grunting)

(punches smack)

(water splashing)

(fighters grunting) (water splashing)

(water splashing)

(fighters grunting) (water splashing)

(somber music)

(Bill panting) (water splashing)

(Peter yelling) (dramatic music)

(water splashing)

- You must be alive.

I have lost too.

Kill me,

take the gun.

- No, uh-uh.

- Please take it.

I can't go on any longer.

I want to die, please kill me.

Take it.

(intense music)

(gun firing)

(water splashing)

(somber music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)