Original subtitles

- I'll see you soon, all right.

You two work hard, now.- All right.

(mellow music)

- [Dixon] Now just rememberyou've got a lot of work to do.

Make sure Joyce works hard Cindy.

And the script will be finished in no time.

Okay? - Right, bye-bye.

(mellow music)

- Don't worry.

Everything will be okay.

They'll get the script finished in time.

You'll see.

(mellow music)

- Why do you insist on going to that isolated villa?

If I were you, I would write a script

in a luxurious andcomfortable hotel room.

- I need a place absolutely quiet,

otherwise I can't concentrate on my script writing.

More important, this script about

the last emperor ofChina is so significant

that it may just turnaround my whole career.

(mellow music)

(tires screech)

(distant horn honks)

(birds chirping)

- It's not too far to go now.

(laughs softly)

(birds chirping)(mellow music)

(groans)

- Ha.

(mysterious music)

Oh, spirits come forth now.

Spirits come forth and help me in my quest right now.

Please, help me, spirits.

- What's that man burning?

- Hm, hm, ah.

- I think it's for his worshiping.

Let's go over and ask him.

- Eh.

Hey!

Ladies, you shouldn't go over there.

He's a Taoist. It's forbidden.

- A Taoist?

Isn't that an old religion in China?

- Listen.

These Taoists can be dangerous.

If the spirits of the bodies he guards appear...

(chuckles)

And sometimes you get too close,

well, suddenly thespirit enters your body.

(girls laughing)

Hey, now.

I'm very serious.

Once the spirit enters your body,

it's like a parasite, and it'll torture you,

and you'll wish you were dead.

- That really arouses my interest.

Isn't it right that in the Qing Dynasty

the Boxers and the White Lotus

will closely related to Taoism?

Cindy, let's have a look.

It should be interestingfor the research.

- Huh?

Hey, ladies.

Don't go down there.

Wait!

(girls gasp) (growls)

(girls whimper)

(cackles)

- What that man said there is right.

The spirits can be dangerous,

and they return to find a live body.

And it's very difficult to cure.

(cackles)

- In my contemporaryChinese history studies

I find many people who die violent deaths.

So from what you've said,

this world is full of evil spirits.

Why aren't you afraid of them?

- That's a good question.

Because I am a Taoist priest,

I am the medium through which the spirits communicate.

So without me, they'd be lost.

Huh? Huh?

(growls)(gasps)

- Halt, what are you

going to do? - Huh?

(groans)

(ominous music)

- Now you'll be in big trouble unless you're careful.

Hm.

And you two as well.

You're already in trouble.

Believe me.

I am telling the truth.

- Don't be ridiculous.

He's talking nonsense.

Let's get going.

(sighs)

- Hey, wait up.

(scoffs)

Hey, wait!

If you have anyproblems, I live nearby.

Huh?

Hm.

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

Hm.

Hm.

(ominous music)

Hm? Huh?

Ah, that's strange.

The other one.

Hm.

Huh. Hm.

Oh, well. Bad eyes.

Hm.

(ominous music)(birds chirping)

- Here we are.

- Hey, it's a nice place.

Why doesn't the boss live here?

- Our boss can't come here very often, I suppose.

(sighs)

- Please, come in.

(birds chirping)

- Hm.

Hm.

(sighs)

- This is Cindy's room.

Yours is just next door.

Let's go and have a look.

I'm sure you're goingto be very comfortable.

(laughs softly)

(sighs)

(ominous music)(gasps)

- Cindy, don't open the window.

- I didn't open the window.

Do you feel cold?

- [Driver] Joyce, telephone.

- I wonder who it is.

- It must be Dixon.

He can't bear leaving you alone.

- He's a nuisance.

(ominous music)

- [Driver] Here.

- Hello? Dixon?

Come on now.

Don't be so silly.

I've got Cindy here.

Everything's fine.

I can look after myself.

(sighs)

Okay.

I must start my work now.

Huh.

Oh.

(ominous music)

Here, take the phone with you.

- [Cindy] Hey, it's inconvenient.

Being here without a telephone.

- I think the opposite.

It will be more convenient with

no more boring phone calls to disturb me.

You may go now.

Tell the boss I'll finish the screenplay in a week.

- Yes.

I will, Joyce.

- Cindy.

Put the luggage aside.

We have to start work now.

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

(chuckles)

(engine turns over)

(phone rings)

(ominous music)

(groans)

(choking)

- What?

You're telling me my driver was killed?

Well, what the hell's happening, Jackie?

- I've just come from the police station.

They've no idea.

- Jackie, I've got to get some answers on this.

Don't forget I pay your wages,

and for a detective to earn her keep

she's got to get me results.

You understand what I'm saying to you?

(chuckles)

- Of course, I do.

Just believe in me.

That's all I ask.

- If you need any questions answered, just ask me.

I want this casesolved, and solved fast.

- Did he have any enemies?

- He's got no enemies 'cause I brought him from abroad.

(dramatic music)

Any other obvious questions?

(groans)Look.

(sighs)

He's not only my driver,but also my bodyguard.

I suspect there'ssomething behind it all.

- Well, maybe someone's trying to

screw up your filming schedule.

This movie you're going to do,

The Last Emperor of China, maybe it's all tied in.

- Hm.

I thought about that.

It's a very good possibility.

- Well, go on.

- I know that several film companies

are also planning to produce a film

about the last emperor of China.

They're still in pre-production.

- If you have any information on these other film producers,

hand it over to me and let me deal with them.

That's my job.

Okay?

- Here's all theinformation about them.

If you need it, just take it.

- Mm.

Hm.

(crickets chirping)

- [Man] Hey! Stop!

You bitch!

Come back here!

(woman breathing heavily)

I'll get you!

You're gonna die!

(groans)

(suspenseful music)

(screams)

(groans)

(woman whimpers)

- [Jackie] Get in.

(whimpering)

(upbeat music)

- So what about the big driver, huh?

- I was getting close, but...

(sighs)

Hm. (men chatting)

(man laughing)

(gasps softly)

(ominous music)

- Uh, excuse me, the washroom?

- Right over there. - Thank you.

- [Man] Okay. (chuckles)

- Yeah.

- [Man] You want a drink?

- [Jackie Voiceover] I know him.

He's Jim Walton, one of the film producers

in Lawrence's file.

- Anything wrong?

- Oh, no, nothing.

Just daydreaming.

Will you excuse me?

I'll talk to you later.- Mm-hm.

(urine trickling)

(humming)

(ominous music)

- Walton.

- Hm. Huh?

(arrow swishes)

(groans)

- Hm.

(engine turns over)

(ominous music) (crickets chirping)

(wind howling)

(windows creak)

- It's pouring outside.

Cold?

- [Joyce] No.

- Do you want something to eat?

- Mm-hm.

Hm.

- Have some food first.

Joyce? Joyce?

Have some food.

- Mm. Hm-mm.

(scoffs)

(sighs)

Huh?

Cindy?

Oh.

Cindy? Cindy?

Cindy?

(sighs)

Naughty girl.

Where has she gone?

(drink pouring)

(ominous music)

Strange.

Why does this softdrink taste so peculiar.

Aware of the conspiracyin the empire,

the emperor Quanshu summoned Pu Yi,

a three year old boyand heir to the throne.

(ominous music)

(gasping softly)

(cat screeches)

(gasps)

(sighs)

(rodents squeaking)

(whimpers)

(breathing heavily)

(suspenseful music)

(groans)

(growls)

- Mm, oh.

(muttering)

- Mm. Let's go.

- No way.

(screaming)

(growls)

(munching)

(ominous music)

- [Vampire] I'm hungry.

(grunts)

- Let's get something to eat.

(chuckles) - Hm, really.

- Oh, hold it.

What are you doing?

Come with me.

- We're hungry, want to eat.

(growls)

(burps)

- No way. Huh?

(growls)

(shouts)

Hey!

(grunts)

(growls)

Hm?

- [Both] Hm.

(growls)

(grunts)

(whimpers)

(groans)

(roaring)

- Master's gonna die.

(growls)

(mumbles)

(muffled shouting)

(screams)

(munching)

(mumbles)

- That's good.

(munching loudly)

(gasps)

(screams)

- Well, take this.

(groaning)

(laughs)

And take that.

(chuckles) (groans)

(crickets chirping)

(growls)

(screams)

Ooh!

Oh.

(growls)

(ominous music)

(groaning)

(crickets chirping)

- Cindy? Cindy?

(ominous music) (crickets chirping)

Cindy? Cindy?

Cindy?

Oh.

(ominous music)

(gasps)

(screams)

- (gasps) Joyce.

Joyce? Joyce?

Joyce?(groans)

Are you all right?

What happened?

What happened to you?

(groans)

- Cindy, are you...

- Joyce. Joyce.

You just fainted.

I was worried.

- Did I, did I go outside?

- No.

- Are you sure?

- Of course.

I've been here typing all the time.

If you'd had left, I'd have known.

- Oh.

(gasps softly)

(gasps)

Blood!

- Don't be scared.

I just spilled some tomato juice.

(sighs)

I think you're overworked.

Just go to bed now.

Tomorrow we go to theswimming pool and relax.

- Am I so tired?

Do you remember what the Taoist priest said to me?

He said something terrible is gonna happen to me.

Do you believe him?

- Nothing evil is going to happen to us.

If you still think about this,

you won't be able to finish your story.

And our boss will commit suicide.

(doorbell rings)

(birds chirping)

- [Servant] Hold on, I'm coming.

What can I do for you, sir?

Well?

- Well, where's your mistress?

Now, where is she?

- [Servant] I'm sorry.

Ms. Jackie's not here.

But her assistant is.

(mellow music)

(birds chirping)

- It's time to wake up.

(gasps softly)

Oh, I'm sorry.

But Jackie asked me to take you to her.

- It must be the Lawrence case.

(mellow music)

(birds chirping)

Let me go.

What do you think you're doing?

- [Goon] You better shut up, lady,

if you know what's good for you.

- What do you want?

- Hey. - We wanted Jackie,

(groans) but you're gonna have to do.

(ominous music)

- Let me go. - Hey!

Keep the noise down.

Now, Jackie will play right into our hands.

- And this man took Fanny away.

(gasps softly)

- Ricky. (growls)

(sighs)

- Hey, Ricky.

That bitch in therewon't tell us anything.

If I could just use persuasion, I'd make her talk!

- Oh, don't worry about it.

(groans)

It's Jackie we want.

She killed Boss Walton.

Fanny's just the bait.

She probably doesn't know anything.

- [Jackie] That's right.

- Huh?

(suspenseful music)

You two, leave us alone, all right?

(suspenseful music)

- My servant tell me you came by the house.

Oh.

Yeah, that's right.

I wanted to havea word with you.

(laughs)

- If you wanted to talk to me,

why did you bring Fanny, huh?

- Oh, you're jealous,aren't you now, Jackie?

Huh? (chuckles)

- Come on, Ricky.

Tell me the truth.

What do you want?

- Hm.

(chuckles)

(groans)

(ominous music)

All right. Come on.

- Huh? Ah!

(groans)

(screams)(ominous music)

(magic chittering)

(audience applauding)

(upbeat music)

(laughs softly)

- So, Jackie.

What'd you think of my singing?

Was it okay?

Oh, I was so nervous.

- It was great.

- I'll tell you, I wish I could

have her to sing here every night.

She's that good.

- Oh, but I tell you, talent like hers doesn't come cheap.

And she's in great demand.

(laughs)

- Now, please, don't you listen to her.

My friends are alwaysjoking around, you know.

(laughs)

- Excuse me, sir.

Mr. Jackson, one of our biggest customers

would like these two ladies to join them over there.

- Mm-hm.

(customers laughing)

Well, this must be yourlucky night, girls.

(chuckles)

Jackson's the most famous film producer in town.

Ever since that man, Jim Walton, was murdered, that is.

He's always on the lookout for talent,

and you girls have got it.

It would be a shame to waste it, wouldn't it?

Besides, it could be a lot of fun.

And what's thereto lose, anyway?

Huh, he just wants to have a talk and drink.

- Hm.

- All right?

- All right.

Well, just one.

Okay, let's go.

(chuckles)

- This way, ladies.

(customers chatting)

(chuckles softly)

Mr. Jackson.

Let me introduce to you Fanny and her friend Jackie.

(customers chatting)

(upbeat music)

- It's a pleasure to meet you both.

You have a lovely voice.

(chuckles softly)

- [Host] I quite agree with you.

- I don't need your opinion.

- [Host] Oh.

- You sing so well.

- I feel sure that you're flattering me, Mr. Jackson.

- No, not at all.

You see, I have an eye for talent.

That's my business.

And I'm never, ever wrong.

Let me tell yousomething about myself.

I'm involved in producing films.

And I'm looking for some new faces.

Faces like yours.

(laughs softly)

- I'm afraid, Mr. Jackson, I have no film experience.

- She's too modest.

She can handle anything, Mr. Jackson.

- I'm sure that she could, too.

The film's about the last emperor of China.

You'll play his queen.

- I wouldn't know the first thing to do.

- Um, Mr. Jackson, let her think about it.

All right?

- Mm.

(upbeat music) (customers chatting)

Okay.

- We must be great actors, if we fooled 'em.

- [Jackie] You're right.

(men chatting)

(chuckles softly)

- Best food in town, Paul.

What did I tell you, huh?

- Hey. Hey.

The food looks good.

Let's have something to eat, all right?

- Oh, okay.

If you really want to.

Let's go.

(slurping)

Waiter!

(girls chatting)

(ominous music)

(girls giggling)

- Joe, that guy looks real suspicious.

(girls chatting)

- Hey!

(screams) gunshot)

Hey! Hey!

(screams)

(shouts)

(groans)

- Forget about them.

- Are you okay?

- We're both okay.

Thanks for chasing them away.

- Hey. Oh, sorry.

- You saved the day for us.

(laughing softly)

- Well, my name's Paul.

(coughs)

And this here's Joe.

(laughing softly)

- [Jackie] I'm Jackie and this is Fanny.

- So why would all those men try and kill

two beautiful girls.

Do you have any idea at all?

- No idea at all.

We'll let the police handle it.

After all, isn't it their job?

- Uh...

(sighs)

- Excuse me, sir.

We lost those gangstersin the back streets.

- Well, keep looking. - Right.

(gasps)

- I forgot to tell youthat we are the police.

And we'd better get back.

You're welcome to come and visit us on 14th Street.

Come on, Joe, let's go.

- Mm-hm. Mm.

(ominous music)

- Jackie, how's the investigation going?

- Tell us quickly.

Have you got any clues?

- It looks like that you were right.

The other film companies want to stop your film at any cost.

- What will you do next?

- Go to the cops.

(gentle music)

Well, that's the whole story, Paul.

Can you help us?

Can you?

- Oh, listen, Jackie.

Let me tell you.

Well, of course, I'll help.

I'm glad you filled me in.

Now at least I've got something concrete to go on.

- Really glad I came to see you, Paul.

Can we keep this information between ourselves.

- You have my word on it.

And if there's anything,anything at all

that I can help you with in the future,

you know where to find me.

- Thanks for all your help.

- No problem.(laughs softly)

Here.

(gentle music)

(engine turns over)

Thank you.

- You just going to leave without saying goodbye.

- Oh. (chuckles)

Then I'll say it.

Goodbye.

(laughs)

- I'll say goodbye when you've arrested those thugs

and also find out who killed Lawrence's driver.

I suspect thatJackson's behind it all.

But I'm just a PI, not a police woman.

(laughs)

(gentle music)

- The fortune teller will help us.

(ominous music)

- [Fortune Teller]Take a seat, gentlemen.

What can I do for you?

- I heard that theChinese fortune tellers

use birds in order to predict the outcome

of events in the future.

We're planning for our brand new film.

Can you predict for us whether it will

achieve fame and fortune?

- [Fortune Teller] First the sacred bird

will select a sealed envelope.

(ominous music)

The contents of the envelope

reveal a number with divine ramifications.

Now I replace the envelope in the stack,

and a quick shuffle...

And the sacred bird will select it again.

Now you see for yourselves the same envelope

with the same number and destiny.

The truth is at times unwelcome.

Any female members of your groupare marked for catastrophe.

But all of the obstacleswill soon disappear,

and your new film will be most successful.

- Oh.

All right.

We'd better go check on the girls.

- Right.

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

(ominous music)

(growls softly)

- Heh!

(loud striking)

(hard rock music)

(grunts)

(groans)

(growling)

(sword swishing)

(dramatic music)

(explosions)

(water sloshing)

(sighs)

- Now, Pu Yi was moved by the scholar Lan Wu Sik,

and...

Determined to further his studies abroad,

so in order to preventhim from going abroad...

Pu Yi was forced to get married.

The queen thought that marriage would help

to keep him behind in the dynasty.

(sighs)

(ominous music)

(gasps)

(groans)

- How come you fell into the water?

- The air in the float got out

making me fall into the water.

Give me a hand, uh.

(gasps)(laughs)

(giggling)

(ominous music)

(screams)

What happened, huh?

- It's something over there!

(ominous music)

- It's nothing.

It must be your imagination.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

I'll go to the changing room first,

then you join me after you've packed up everything.

Okay? - Uh-huh.

(smoke hissing)

(ominous music)

- Am I too tired, or is it illusions again?

Huh.

(ominous music)

(water trickling)

(gasps softly)

- Huh?(ominous music)

What the hell is that?

Scared the daylights out of me.

Huh?

(gasps)

Oh no.

Lawrence is so mean.

He's just got to have these water pipes repaired.

(gasps)

(ominous music)

(sighs)

(laughs softly)

Cindy, don't joke with me.

(frightening music)

(screams)

(groans)

(growls)

- Oh, Joyce! Help me!

Help me, Joyce!

(growling)

Oh, Joyce, help me!

Help me, Joyce!

Help me!

Help me, Joyce!

(screams) (growling)

(ominous music)

(smoke hissing)

(Joyce groaning)

Help me, Joyce!

Joyce! Joyce!

(ominous music)

(gasps)

- What happened to you?

(gasping)

- I just met a ghost.

- Bull shit, nust!

Get back to work quickly.

(mysterious music)

- Strange. Joyce has changed.

Maybe it's heavier workload.

- The portrait of Pu Yicould be more realistic.

- Hm.

Okay, then.

- Now, how 'bout Joyce's script.

Is it finished or not?

- I'm not sure.

Let me go to her place and find out how she's doing.

- Don't do that.

Come on.

Joyce will be unhappy.

And how's Jackie's investigation?

Any news yet?

- Hm, I'll give her a call.

(phone rings)

(sighs)

- Hello?

- Before the exact filming,

the boss wants to hold a press conference

announcing the details and theme of the new movie.

How do you feel about it?

(gasps)Roman's gonna be

the art director, and it's your job to protect him.

(phone rings)

(ominous music)

- Hello?

Roman.

Sorry, who is this?

(chuckles)

Oh, Mr. Lad.

How's it going?

Yeah, it's been a while.

Huh?

You brought them with you?

Right.

Atlas hotel.

Room 303.

(ominous music)

Uh-huh. No problem.

I'll be over by 3:00.

I'll see you then.

(ominous music)

Oh-oh, I'm sorry.

- It's okay. - Here, let me

pick them up for you.

Here you go.

(sighs)

I'm really sorry.

(engine turns over)

(engine revs)(tires screech)

- Ray, this is that bitch.

Her name's Jackie, andshe works for Lawrence.

She's a PI, and I want her very dead.

- No worries, boss.

I've already made plans.

She'll look likea jigsaw puzzle.

- Mm.

There are two cops to take care of as well.

So Ray, you're gonna end up a very rich man on this.

- I like it.

- Soon we'll have Roman, as well,

Lawrence's art director.

(traffic murmurs)

(horn honks)

(mellow music)

- Excuse me?

Mr. Lad in room 1303 left something here

for me to collect.

- You say that this guest's name is Lad?

- Yeah.

- Just wait a minute. - Right.

(mellow music)

- You must be mistaken, sir.

There's not guest registered at that name in this hotel.

- Oh.

(ominous music)

- They got no respect for the law.

They kidnapped our art director.

You police have got to take some action.

- Listen.

If we had some evidence we could make an arrest then.

- Your efficiency is extremely low.

You've got to take some action now.

- As I told you Mr. Lawrence, we need evidence.

I realize that yourdriver's been murdered.

And now your art director's been kidnapped.

But it's all under investigation.

(groans)

- What are you guys afraid of?

Don't tell me the gangsters have

got the backing of the police.

Huh?

- Um...

You should know that everyone

is innocent until proven guilty.

- Okay.

I count on you totally.

I'm waiting for the good news.

I hope a solution arrives soon.

(ominous music)

(grunts)

- [Goon] What do we do with him?

- Boss said watch him closely.

- [Goon] Mm.

Take him to the car, all right?

(loud striking)(groans)

(grunts) (upbeat music)

- Hey, Joe.

Take a look.

(grunts)

(shouts)

(screams)

(groans)

- [Paul] Hey, you okay?

Hey, wake up.

- Thanks.

(groans)

- What did I tell you?

I told you to bring Roman to me now, didn't I?

Or else Jackson won't be happy.

Now that Lawrence has got Roman back again.

- [Goon] But the cops

were here, right? (grunts)

- That's no excuse!

You, you, and you!

I'll give you one more chance!

And you better not screw up!

(sighs)

You understand me?

- [Goon] We understand.

- Don't screw up.

Now go and find Roman.

(thrilling music)

- Oh, hey.

Hey, get in there!

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)(ominous music)

(screams)

(groans)

(gasps)

- What's happened?

Fanny!

Fanny! Fanny!

(whimpers)

Fanny! Fanny!

- Jackie! - Fanny!

- Jackie! (gasps)

- [Jackie] Oh, god.

Oh, Fanny.

Is everything okay?

- Oh, Jackie.

(sobbing)

- [Jackie] Oh no.

(ominous music)

Huh?

Jackie!

- Oh, Ray.

(chuckles softly)

- You know who I am.

- Of course.

You work with Mr. Jackson.

(chuckles)

- You're not only smart,

but you're very pretty as well.

(chuckles)

Please join me.

- Oh, thank you.

So, Fanny tells me you want to

talk to me about a movie role.

(chuckles)

- I could think of other things.

But yes, there is a possibility,

of a small role.

- Well, that's more thanI could've expected.

(laughs softly)

(chuckles)

- For me, I hope.

- Oh, sorry to disappoint you.

These are for Mr. Jackson.

- Hm.

You are a smart girl.

Mr. Jackson loves flowers,

so you've done your homework.

I'll give them to him.

(sighs)

(giggles)

(ominous music)

(engine revving)

What's that?

What the hell?

(ominous music)

(wind chimes jingling)

(smoke hissing)

(magic chittering)

(moans softly)

(screams)

(whimpers)

(growls)

(roars)

- Get away from me.

What do you want?

(roars)

- I must have a human woman.

That is my only chance for rebirth.

Without that, I cannot escape the

invisible chains on the spirit world.

- What kind of monster are you?

(gasps softly)

(cackles)

- I am not a monster.

I was once a man.

You have heard of the Qing Dynasty.

Well, I'm the last eunuch in China.

(cackles)

(screams) (roars)

(whimpers)

- Keep away from me!

Keep away from me!

(screams)

(growls)

(gasps)

- Joyce!

Joyce, wake up.

Wake up.

Joyce! Joyce!

(ominous music)

Oh, you woke up.

(mumbles)

(growls)

(screams)

Are you crazy?

(screams)

(exhales deeply)

- You will never complete the script.

Lawrence is finished.

No one can defeat Jackson.

(sinister laugh)

(ominous music)

(gasps)

- Cindy!

(screams)

(car horns honking)

(traffic murmuring)

(ominous music)

- Well, what do you think?

- No problem.

(ominous music)

- Huh? - Hey.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey! Ah!

(suspenseful music)

(horn honks)

(gasping softly)

(suspenseful music)

(thrilling music)

(heaving breathing)

(screams)

(groans)

(loud striking)

(thrilling music)

(horn honks)

(police siren)

(tire screech)

(engine revving)

- Huh?

Oh!

(mumbles)

Slow down.

Uh.

Oh!

Slow down!

Whoa!

(shout)

(tires screech)

After that car!

Come on, let's go!

Hurry up!

(tires screech)

(siren whales)

(upbeat rock music)

(screams)

(glass shattering)

(officers groaning)

(gasps)

What did you do?

Look.

You're a lousy driver.

- No I'm not. - Terrible!

(groans)

No get on your radio.

Go on.

(groans)

- How'd that tree get there?

- God, how'd I get you for a partner?

- Paul.

Home.

It was on my way over.

It was Jackson's men.

Sure, okay.

See you soon.

- Isn't it about time for you to do something right now?

- Huh, Jackie's just had a run in

with some of Jackson's men.

- Great.

I found another private detective to investigate.

He had a good record in the police force.

- That must be Mr. Weston.

I know him.

- It's an honor to havehim working for us.

He knows that it's every citizen's duty to uphold the law.

(chuckles softly)

- I'm sure that he'll do a great job.

He has a lot of good contacts.

- I'm sure that betweenthe two of them,

they should be able to get enough evidence

to bring Jackson to justice

and let the police do their job.

(chuckles softly)

(gasps)

(Mr. Weston chuckles) (laughs nervously)

(clears throat)

- Hey, lady.

What do you expect?

First time in my house,and you're already

giving it the once over, now aren't you?

- Paul said I should check you out.

- Hm.

The film industry can be a dirty business.

Everyone's so greedy.

With this Roman...

And now Fanny kidnapped...

It's bad.

You recognize him?

- Oh.

(gasps)

It's Mr. Jackson.

- Mm.

Now, this isn't the first time

that this Mr. Jackson has been

brought to theattention of the police.

He fights dirty.

And at the moment, both Roman and Fanny

are being held captive on his ship.

They're in big trouble.

It's lucky Joe's working under cover

as a waiter on the ship.

He's keeping in contact.

He'll let me know any news.

- Humph.

Well, it looks like this time

Jackson's gonna get it.

(ominous music)

(groaning)

- I just want to die.

Oh my God, poor Fanny.

Tell me, where the hellhave they taken her!

- Relax.

I think you've had more than enough to drink now.

(sobbing softly)

- [Roman] I'm not drunk.

You calling me drunk?

Well, are you?

Huh?

- I didn't call you a drunk.

I just said you had enough to drink now.

(chuckles softly)

(sighs)

Here.

- Fanny.

Oh, poor Fanny.

(shouts)

- Oh God.

Now you are drunk.

Don't worry.

We're gonna find her.

Hey.

We're doing everything possible.

All the evidence points to this one guy, Jackson.

And even Joe's working undercover on this.

Hey, come on.

Cheer up, huh.

- No.

No.

Not until I get Fanny back.

Oh, I really love that girl so much.

If anything happened to her...

I...

(sobs)

- What?

Roman and Fanny?

(laughs softly)

- Listen to me, Jackie.

Joe's just contactedme from Jackson's ship.

Roman and Fanny are on board.

Now I want you to call the commissioner

and let him know what'sgoing on down here.

'Cause we need police backup now.

Without the force's help,

Jackson will get a way.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

(mysterious music) (waves sloshing)

- Come in.

(gasps softly)

Hey!

- Will there be anythingmore to drink, sir?

- Get out of here!

- Oh, sure.

(ominous music)

- Let me make you an offer.

Your loyalty to me in return for your own life.

- I don't know anything.

- Hm.

Such soft skin.

- That's enough.

- Really, such a pity.

(grunts)

- Hey!

(groans)

(whimpers)

(sinister laugh)

- Take that! (gasps)

- Excuse me, boss, but the men are coming.

- Keep an eye on them.

(ominous music)

(waves sloshing)

- Well, according to Joe,

they're all on board the ship.

- We're gonna get Jackson this time.

He can't escape without us.

- Let's hope that he hasn't any surprises waiting for us.

- Hm.

- At last.

Bring me all the papers.

Without any concrete evidence,

Lawrence and the cops haven't got a thing on me.

- Right.

(boat engine revving)

(grunts)

(grumbles)

- Here we go.

Here, take this.

(ominous music)

(sighs)

- Commissioner!

The target's been sighted!

- [Commissioner] Very good.

Full speed ahead!

(knocking on door)

(laughs nervously)

- Hey.

You guys will never guess what I found.

- So what is it, then?

Spit it out.

- Um, well it's, uh um...

- Huh?

(screams)

(groans)

(shouts)

(ominous music)

(grunts)

- God, that's heavy.

(grunts)

(suspenseful music)

- Look!

Let's get outta here!

Go!

(boat engine revs)

(suspenseful music)

- Full speed ahead!

(suspenseful music)

- This is the police!

You have no chance of escape!

You are ordered to heave to.

If you disregard this order,

we'll be forced to open fire.

(screaming) (gunfire)

(thrilling music)

(grunts)

(screams)

(shouts)

(groans)

- Come on.

(grunts)

(groans)

(thrilling music)

- Hold it there.

(thrilling music)

- What do you want?

- We want you, Mr. Jackson.

(gasps softly)

- No!

- Drop it.

(gunshot)

- Oh.

(thrilling music)

(sighs)

Hm.

- Hey, freeze.

- Hey, don't shoot.

It's only me.

I'm, I'm working under cover here.

Let's go and find Jackson.

All right? - Right.

(waves sloshing)

- Suicide's too good for Jackson.

(gentle music)

- Here, have something to eat.

(chuckles softly)

- Oh god, Paul.

Is that all you think about?

(laughing)

(water trickling)

- Joyce?

(ominous music)

(whimpering)

Joyce.

(sobbing)

Why are you crying?

(sobbing)

You're okay now.

You're okay.

What happened.

(sobbing)

- I'm scared.

Never leave me alone.

(sobbing)

- No matter what happens, I'll never leave you.

(sobs)

Huh?

(whimpering)

What happened?

- Cindy should've gone away.

- What makes yougo and say that?

Huh?

- [Joyce] I killed her!

- [Dixon] You?

You killed Cindy?

You must be in shock.

(growls)

Joyce! What's happened to you?

What happened?

(growls)

- You better run, Dixon.

I can't control myself.

(sinister laugh)

- Joyce. Joyce.

(ominous music)

(breathing heavily)

Joyce!

Joyce!

(whimpers)

(ominous music)

Come back! (whimpering)

Joyce. Joyce.

(ominous music)

(sobbing)

Joyce. Joyce!

Joyce. Joyce.

Joyce.

(ominous music)

(Joyce whimpering)

Joyce.

Are you all right?

- Oh, help me.

Help me to remember your name.

- Joyce.

It's me, Dixon.

You're supposed to bewriting a script for me.

Remember?

(whimpers)

- Oh, why don't you help me?

- Huh?

Joyce, what happened to your hand?

(growls)

(ominous music)

(screams)

Joyce.

Strange.

(growls)

(ominous music)

Hm.

Joycie.

Joycie.

(growls)

(groans)

(grunts)(loud striking)

(sighs)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

(growling)

- Look at this chick.

Oh, mm.

(cackling)

Oh, a leg or a thigh?

Hm.

(cackles)

(grumbling)

(screams)

(groaning)

- You're gonna pay for killing my mother.

(grumbling)

(ominous music)

(groaning)

Do you want a good game?

(laughs)

(grumbling)

Mm-hm.

(screams)

(groans)

(grumbling)

(ominous music)

(urine trickling)

(laughing)

(loud striking)

Ma! Mama!

(crying)

- Stop it! - Huh?

- He's one of us!

- Huh? - Huh?

(mumbles)

- Get lost!

Now listen to me.

You shouldn't play games with vampires.

- I'm sorry.

- Mm. - Mm.

Now, tell me something.

Are you from Heaven or Hell?

- Mm.

I know I had a beautiful mother.

(cackles)

- So, who was your father.

- The vampire beast.

- Mm.

Is that so?

That means you're from Hell.

- There's my dad!

- [Taoist] Huh?

- Dad! Dad!

- Is your father still alive?

- He's just through there, see.

- Huh?

(thrilling music)

(shouts)

(grunts)

Stop them fighting!

Stop them fighting!

Please, can you stop them fighting?

- You want me to fight that machine?

- Help my father. (stammers)

- Vampires!

(growling)

(gunfire)

(groaning)

(shouts)

(growls) - Don't shoot him, please!

- Your father's a vampire beast.

It's better that he dies.

- Don't kill him.

(growls)

(thrilling music)

(loud striking)

(groaning)

(growls)

(shouts)

(metal clanks)

Oh, don't kill him.

- You must not interfere.

(gunshot)

(explosion)

- Dad!

- It's better this way.

Your father was very evil.

Now he's returned to Hell.

Which is where you'll end up if you're not very careful.

What?

Hold it, you two!

(grumbling)

Stop!

Hey.

What listen, warrior.

You've killed the beast.

And now by doing so, you've released Joyce's spirit.

- Who are you?

- Oh, I'm a Taoist, and these here are my vampires.

They're under my control,

so they will never commit any crimes.

(cackles)

Okay, so long.

- Are you sure you can control them?

- Of course, I can control them.

I can guarantee that there'll be no more problems.

You can trust me, sir.

I'm a man of my word.

Would this face lie?

Go.

Bye-bye. Bye.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

(vampires thumping)

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(gasps softly)

(sobbing)

- Don't be upset.

It's not your fault.

(Joyce sobbing)

- It's hard to finish the story.

She should be famous.

Let's go.

(sobbing)

(gentle music)

- It's okay.

(gentle music)

(ominous music)

(growling)