All language subtitles for The.Hunters.of.the.Golden.Cobra.1982.576p.BluRay.AAC1.0.x264-MH.en.no-hi

Ouch.

- According to me,

we have five seconds from now.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Uncle Sam's bang on time.

- Geronimo.

- I say, old boy,

I do hope they'll pick
us up as punctually.

I mean, when we've got
our men out of here.

- Now, as far as I can see,

that way.

We'll just bang into the commander.

- Come on.

- I hope he's worth the trouble.

- Ours is not to do or die.

Ours, but the reason why.

- Well, let's go get him.

- That's all we need.

- Looks like one of the big boys here.

- Go!

- You can stop your performance.

- You can speak English.

I know you are not Meiji Yamato.

Though the resemblance is striking.

We know you are really an agent
working for the Americans.

That's not true, Colonel.

- I betrayed them too

for something that will
give me immense power,

something I'm loading on the plane

that will set me up for
the rest of my life.

- You've gone insane.

- Listen to me, Colonel.

I'm sure that we can make
an acceptable compromise.

- Don't be ridiculous.

And you going to forget about that plane?

- The Americans are going
to invade very soon.

Let me go.

And I'll make you a very
important, wealthy man.

You have my word.

- You scum.

You don't even deserve a firing squad.

It's too good for you.

Traitors don't have that power-

Oh!

- Thanks.

- You were right, apart from a singed ass.

- Okay.

Keep your eyes open.

- Hmm, someone didn't like the
way he used his chopsticks.

- You keep a look out.

Ask him what happened to Yamato.

- Roger.

Just let me get dressed for the roll.

- What did he say?

Yamato's gone to the airport.

He's got something
important packed in a crate.

- That sounds like our man.

Let's get out of here.

You are a source of
hidden talent, aren't you?

- Try me.

- Ever driven one of these things?

- Just hang onto your
pants, your lordship.

- You navigate, I'll do the rest.

I'll have to try a shortcut.

- Hold on.
- Now, or never.

- So far, so good.

- On your right.

- Watch it, old chap.

- Use the gun!

- The fucking thing's jammed!

- Goodbye!

Come on!

No, not that one.

This one.
- What's wrong with this one?

- Shop around.

That's my motto.

I hope I can start one of these things.

- You'd better, and fast.

Keep the opposition at bay.

Off to the wild blue yonder.

You know,

I've never driven one of these before.

Now you tell me.

- It's going to be quite an
experience, I can assure you.

- I believe you.

- That two-faced son of a bitch
has got something important,

and I'm damned if I can
let him get away with it.

If there's enough petrol in this kite,

I'll follow him to Peking.

- You're kidding.

- Yeah, I'm not, old boy.

Damn, I cannot make head or tail

of these Japanese dials.

- Terrific.

- Look!

Hey, look to you, jolly's old chap.

We're going after him.

Talley-ho!

- Why don't we just shoot him down?

- No, no, no, no, no.

We are going to divert
him to one of our bases.

Now, on your right,

you've got a transmitter.

- Yeah.

- See the dial in the center?

If you set that at 2.8, dial five,

and then with your
ex-Japanese...

- Which one?

- I must say,

have the hand it to these Nips.

This is the most beautiful aircraft.

Handles delightful.

- I'm so happy for you.

- What the devil's going on?

Oh, dammit!

Look what he's done, the fool!

We'd better get after him.

- You're not going to try
and land down there, are you?

- No, of course not, clear chap.

You're going to jump.

- What?

- All right.

You take the controls, I'll jump.

- Oh, come on, I can't fly this thing!

And the only parachuting
I ever did I didn't like!

- Well, it's a lot
better than without one,

I can assure you.

Come on, stop gossiping or
he'll give you the slip.

- Fine allies you are.

You do all the talking,
we do all the work!

But you're so good at it.

Look, I didn't know how much more petrol

I've got in this thing.

I'll try and make it to base,

then I'll come back and pick you up, okay?

- Thanks. You're a sweetheart.

- Mr. British!

- Thanks, don't forget to write!

Oh, my God!

All right, you double-crosser, hold it!

Son of a bitch.

- Are you sure this is the right place?

- Yes.

- The chap from the embassy
says he's always here? Hmm.

- Hey, put this on the-

- Sorry, goes in the trash.

- Oh, come on.

- Jackson.

Bob Jackson.

My dear chap, how lovely to see you again.

You can't imagine how happy this makes me.

Now, look here...

I say, old chap,

I mean, why don't we talk about this

in a rather more civilized fashion?

- Hey, you know,

I think I'll put my
money on the English guy.

Mai Thien, how about that
for a left hook.

Hey, chap, be careful.

He might fall in love with you.

He's crazy about chickens.

- Here, sir, you lost your hat.

- Thank you so much.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry,
and that goes for you, too.

Oh.

I'm in the wrong place, huh?

Now, there's no need to be
so upset about it, young man.

It was an accident, after all.

- Let's get out of here.

- Hold on, boys.

- Only cock fight, sir.

- Yes, the damn plane ran
out of fuel and left me.

Stranded in the sea for two whole days

before I was finally rescued.

And I might add, I was
in pretty bad shape,

but I took off the very
next day to look for you.

Needless to say, I came up empty-handed,

couldn't find you,

nowhere to be seen.

I understand all you got out
of it was a campaign gun,

rather meager, I thought.

What'd you expect?

A chicken sandwich?

No, but I mean, if you want to stay here,

you're not exactly rolling in it, are you?

- Okay, okay, now cut that
crap, what do you want?

- Do you recognize this funny green paper?

That's just an advance on a $20,000 fee

for joining me in a very special mission,

and I might add,

there are some very important people

eager to know whether
you'll accept or not.

- No shit, so what is it this time?

We sneak into the Kremlin
and kidnap Stalin.

- No.

All we have to do is
pick up where we left off

on our last mission,

and find what our agent
was trying to steal.

- No way, no way.

You can keep your money.

There's no way I'm gonna go
back in a stinking jungle, okay?

Well, I can't prove it.

I think it was the
blonde girl who saved me.

The whole thing was like
a nightmare, really,

on account of that drug.

I passed out, and from then on,

everything is a blank.

I guess I lost all
concept of time and space.

- I see.

It must have been quite an experience.

- Yeah, that's what it was.

I drifted down the river
till I came to some village.

In my opinion, there's no
way that I could have done

that by myself.

- Ah, very well.

I suppose Captain Franks
here has explained

what our governments are
asking you two men to do.

- I've only hinted at
the destination, sir.

- We suspect our Burmese agent

we sent to replace Yamato,
of double crossing us.

He passed us valuable
information, but at the same time,

he pilfered an object of immense value

and tried to escape with it.

Your mission is to recover
that object at any cost.

- You'll understand why

when we've explained everything to you.

Go ahead.

Wait a minute.

That's the cobra I saw by the
dead body of the double agent

in the jungle.

- And the cobra is what
we want you to recover.

It's a sacred symbol of the Amok race.

- Our aim is to return it
to the legal government

of these islands,

currently our staunch allies.

If this priceless object should
fall into the wrong hands,

all of Southeast Asia
could be destabilized.

- The Golden Cobra is
worshiped by millions of people

all over the Far East for diverse reasons.

The Amoks could utilize
it to provoke a holy war,

with God only knows what consequences.

- Oh, come on, come on.

The Amoks have been washed up for years.

No one's ever heard of them nowadays.

- I'm afraid that's not true.

They've been reorganizing of late

and putting their signatures

to quite a lot of the atrocities.

There's a chap called Sipura,

who it appears he's putting them up to it.

And some say he's the reincarnation

of their first high priest.

- Call it superstition,

but millions of people in Asia

believe that this Golden Cobra possesses

some sort of supernatural power,

a destructive force that
we can't even imagine.

- You can tell that to the
natives, but I'm not buying it.

- We'll have the lights on
again, if you don't mind.

- Who the hell's that?

- It's Sipura.

And that is supernatural power.

- What the hell's going on?

- Quickly, take out the slide.

- There's no slide in, sir.

- Supernatural power.

- Put the lights on, will you?

- For God's sake, what happened?

What's going on?

About time.

- If I were you, Ambassador,
I'd check your slides,

make sure no one's doing a number on you.

- Are you suggesting this meeting

has been infiltrated and sabotaged?

- It's a possibility.

- Well, I find that very unlikely.

I have a security cordoned
around the whole building.

- Well, if you ask me-

- Watch out!

- Get him, men.

- So the Amoks are harmless, are they?

- Okay.

I'm convinced.

For $40,000, gentlemen, paid in advance.

- This is more or less a spot.

As far as I can deduce
from what you tell me.

- Yeah, and how do you propose
getting there this time?

You don't happen to have
another Japanese zero,

or do you?

- No.

In fact, I've got something rather better.

A small sea plane.

I thought we'd take off from this place,

an inland lake on the west coast.

It should be pretty direct flight,

as long as nothing goes wrong.

- To think I thought
the Amoks were harmless.

You know, the more I hear about
them, the less I like them.

- Yes.

Now they know we're
after the golden cobra.

It's going to get tough.

Very tough indeed.

- You're telling me.

You bash in their brains
and fill them full of lead,

and still they keep on coming at you.

- Their minds are warped,

hallucinating on drugs most of the time.

- You know, I could stop
believing that stuff.

- What stuff?

- That stuff about the
supernatural powers.

- Let's stay very close
indeed, in the jungle.

Look, I've got two or three
things I have to see to,

so I'll..

leave you to enjoy your
newly found riches.

Ha ha.

- Scotch.

- Right away, sir.

- You can, uh, leave the bottle.

- May I take that tab?

- A couple of hours ago you'd have had to.

- The name is Greenwater.

I'm an American archeologist.

- Oh, good for you.

What can I do you for?

- I have to go to Palawan,
on a scientific mission.

And since I heard you know
the island quite well,

I thought you could be my guide.

Oh, and money is no object.

- Well, I'm sorry you're
on the wrong track.

There's no way I'm going
back to that stinking jungle.

- No, wait.

I'm prepared to pay you a small fortune.

At least consider my offer.

- I said forget it.

- Hey, I'll be back again tomorrow,

just in case you change your mind.

- I said, forget it.

- I don't give up so easily, Mr. Jackson.

Malt. On the rocks.

Can't leave you alone

for more than five minutes, can I?

- Oh, awful.

Terrible, terrible.

Police will come, close up town now.

- I am a British officer, old man.

- Oh.

- I'm quite sure I can answer

any problems you might
have with the police.

Now, why don't you just run along?

Oh, and could we have some room service?

My friend was looking for a quiet whiskey.

- All right, watch this.

Ah.

- Cheers.

That's the girl.

Look, the one that was with the natives.

On the...

I swear, I swear that was the girl.

Dave, I swear.

I swear I saw the girl.

She's out there somewhere.

Oh, shit.

Think I'll leave the party

and give myself an early
night for a change.

Whoa.

That's the girl.

Ah!

That's the girl.

Over there, that's the girl.

Excuse me.

I saw her, Dave, goddamn it.

I saw her.

You think I'm making all this up,

but I tell you it was her over there.

My dear chap,

if you haven't already realized it,

you are as drunk as a skunk.

- You don't say.

I suppose you're not, old chap.

Don't move.

- Julie!

Oh my God, what happened, Julie?

Are you all right, child?

It's all over now.

- Oh, I see, I'm late.

Ah.

I see the lady of your drunken
dream is real after all.

May I introduce myself?

Captain David Franks,

British Intelligence.

If you ask me, somebody's playing
a particularly nasty game.

Cobras don't get into people's
beds, if they can help them.

- Which means, Captain, that
putting that awful thing

in my niece's bed has
a special significance.

But what?

- Well, I was hoping
you could answer that.

Thanks.

Here, help take the edge off the shock.

- No, thank you.

- Me, I always kill a
cobra before going to bed.

Tell me, are you really going
on a scientific expedition?

- Tell them the truth, Uncle.

- Well, Julie's twin sister disappeared

in the jungles of Palawan when
she was still only a child.

- That's the one.

The girl I told you about.

I've seen her.

- Really?

My mother and father were
Baptist missionaries.

When they were sent to the islands,

they left me in a boarding
school back in the United States

and took my sister, April, with them.

They figured it wouldn't be too dangerous.

And besides, she was very
attached to my mother.

Almost morbidly so.

- Can I rely on your help now?

- I told you before, forget it.

That island's a very dangerous place.

And quite honestly, I don't
think you should risk it.

- If there's any chance
of finding my sister,

I'd never forgive myself for not going.

- Hmm.

- Okay.

I see no reason why we shouldn't all go.

- Oh, thank you.

- Thank you.

No trouble at all, my
little one.

Well, we'll discuss all
the details, of course.

Right now, I'm going to freshen up a bit.

See you later.

In the bar, about 11, okay?

- Dave.

Why the cock-and-bull?

You're not really thinking
of bringing them along.

- You don't believe
everything I tell you, do you?

- You mean, you were not?

- No.

We're leaving now, alone.

- You're crazy.

Lovely day for some action, what?

We're almost there.

- Almost where?

- Where I've been hiding
our little sea plane.

- We need gas, sir.

The tank is almost dry.

- Okay.

Okay, on the water, all right?

- Yes, sir.

- Just fill it up, will you?
- Yes, sir.

- Now, you're not going to
go and get yourself lost,

are you, old chap?

- Hey, Julie.

- Bob!

- Hey, Julie!

Wait!

- You're a small one, aren't you?

- Hey, let me through!

Hey!

- Get your gun, Kamutya.

- Hey!

Julie!

- Thank you.

- Are you okay?

- Yes.

Oh, God.

- Don't worry.

I'll get you out of here.

- Watch out!

- I'll go first.
- Be careful.

Bob!

- Where's the fire exit?

Come on, over there.

That way.

Wrong.

Oh, my God, what's that?

- Almighty Cobra,

the gator of death,

the symbol of my people,

light of all darkness,

power of the universe,

the incarnation of all
that is strong in him.

Behold, the desecrators
of your hallowed temple.

I offer them unto you in sacrifice.

Quick, get up there.

- Bob!

- Take my hand.

Come on.

Old chap.

Thank you.

- Come on, old chap.

Every time I leave you, you
get yourself into trouble.

Give me your hand.

Come on.

- Where'd you get that hat?

Okay.

- Go on, run, run!

Keep going, for God's sake.

- We're going.

- Keep your head down.

Get her to the jeep. I'll cover.

The jeep's over there.

Keep me covered, old man.

I'll start her up.

- Dave!

- No!
- Dave!

- Stop!
- Let me-

- No!
- Get away from the place.

Come on, Julie.

Come on, Julie. Stop the bus.

- Hey!

Get us out of here.

Go as fast as you can.

Okay.

- Gavutri?

- You wonder about these beads?

- Yeah.

Why are you fighting?

Don't you shared the same
religion as the Amoks?

- No, they worship God and Cobra.

They are fanatics.

They must be stamped out.

They have no regard for life.

You see, compared to the West,

our islands are very backward.

And they want to take us back
even further to the Stone Age.

- You want progress, huh?

- Right.

I dream of a country with
many friends and no masters.

And that includes you Westerners, too.

- We can be pretty friendly.

Down!

I've got no more ammunition, have you?

- No, I only have one bullet left.

Hey, Kamutya, go on up front.

Get out of the damn way.

Hey, here's a souvenir.

Hey, old man.

Let me give you a hand.

Go the other way.

Okay.

We did it!

Danger's over, folks.

Okay, cowboy, that was terrific.

How much farther to the lake?

- About another half mile.

- Okay, great.

Okay, cowboy, stop here.

You've done a good job, thanks.

Get 'em out.

You too, sunshine.

You okay?

- Uh huh.
- Okay, good girl.

- Hey!

Seaplane next stop.

Good man.

- We almost there.

- Uh-huh.

Great.

Wait.

Ah, you see?

It's down there.

- Oh no, look.

- Oh, not again.

We're not lost yet.

I think I've got an idea.

- Jump!
- Are you kidding?

I'm not leaving you,
pal, to carry the bag.

Ah.

- No!

Stop!

Let me out of this bus!

- Get off, quick!

- Oh, don't worry.

Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Come on.

- I haven't even thanked you yet.

- Ah, forget it.

- Now you have to take me with you.

Are you sorry?
- Very.

There's no picnic here,

but it's only gonna be
worse where we're going.

- Where is Captain Franks?

There isn't anyone else, just us.

- And Mr. Greenwater's also on board.

He said he was authorized by-

- He what?

- I thought it was official.

- Welcome aboard, sir.

- Yeah, yeah, start the engines.

Okay, Greenfinger, you got
just one minute to explain

what you're doing on this
craft before I fling you off.

- Yes, I know.

I owe you an explanation, Jackson.

- And it better be good.

- How did you find us, Uncle?

- I just put two and two together.

- Don't forget.

We were both invited by your colleague

to go with you to Palawan.

- I left Julie at the
market, made some inquiries,

and I guess I'm stuck with you.

Let's get this thing in the air.

- I think it's about time we put our cards

at the table, Mr. Jackson.

- Thanks.

- That's fine by me, Greenweather.

You deal.

- We are both going to the same place

for the same reason, the Golden Cobra.

- The Golden Cobra?

Surprise, surprise.

- Your reasons are political,
but mine's practical.

The Golden Cobra's a key to a
treasure of inestimable value.

- And where is this treasure
of inestimable value?

- As far as I can determine,

where my other niece saved you.

- Bullshit.

Are you trying to tell
me that I was following

the guy who stole the Golden Cobra

back to the place where he
stole the Golden Cobra from?

You're crazy.

- A crazy coincidence.

I believe my brother
and his wife were killed

because they happened to
discover the treasure.

- I swear I didn't know, Bob.

I really thought he only
wanted to look for April.

- Okay, okay.

I believe you.

- You make me sick!

- You can't offend me, dear.

We were never really close,

and I don't think we
will be in the future.

- Okay, let's cut all
the happy family crap.

You, uh, planning to hog all the treasure

for yourself, Mr. Greenwater?

- That depends, Mr. Jackson.

As I said, the treasure
is of immense value.

It's enough for everyone.

Can I count on your help?

- YOU can count on me

as much as I can count on you.

Just, uh, keep putting
those cards on the table.

- That's the river down there.

We'll keep to the left, okay?

- All right.

- Are we gonna land on the river?

- No, no, no, no.

There's too many rocks and
rappers, too hazardous.

- Where then?

- We're gonna follow it
up till we come to a lake.

Okay.

That way, come on.

Here, give me your hand.

Sure you wanna go on?

- Yeah.

- This looks familiar.

Hmm, no luck.

That's where I saw your sister.

Come on down.

You planning anything tonight?

- Mind your own business.

- Hmm, well at least
you're speaking to me.

That's a start.

- I thought you were sincere.

Instead, you're just like
that pig of my uncle.

The thought of that treasure
makes your head spin.

- I'm interested in why
these fanatics are going

to so much trouble

to stop anyone from finding out the secret

of their Golden Cobra.

But a lot of people are dying for it.

First, there was the
double-crossing Japanese agent.

Then there was Dave as well.

And we are definitely on the list.

- You're giving me the shivers.

- Hmm, it's your uncle
that gives me the shivers.

I have a hunch he'd slit our throats

if we got in his way.

Just when I found the girl of my dreams.

And I might not live to enjoy her.

- Isn't the money more important?

It is, isn't it?

It comes before me.

- Well, I haven't got the money yet.

- Jackson!

Jackson, you hear that?

Maybe we should investigate.

- Yeah, down by the water.

I'll go take a look.

It was further at the bank, let's go.

Here, let's go beat it.

Over there, down.

Yeah, this looks like the place.

Give me the binoculars.

Yeah, we're right in their backyard.

- Look over there.

- Shh.

- They look like they're drugged.

- April!

April!

- Are you crazy?

They'll hack you to shreds.

Come on.

- That's the place, I'm sure.

I wanna get inside that cave.

- Please, Bob,

get my sister away from here.

- Okay.

Poison dart.

They're all around us.

We'll try that way.

No.

If they wanted to kill us,

they would have killed
us a long time back.

- What do they want, Jackson?

- I don't know.

It's as if they wanted us to go this way.

Come on.

Let's go.

We're being watched, I can feel it.

- What is it?

- Who's this? Think it
could be your mother?

- Yes.

April!

April, I know you're here!

April!

Where are you?

- What's that smell?

- Angrovia juice.

I had a very unpleasant
experience with that.

- April!

Answer me!

I know you're here!

April!

April.

I'm Julie, do you remember?

- Julie.

Julie.

- April!

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Stop looking at me like that!

For God's sake, we've
got to get out of here.

- Come.

Go with her, but be careful.

- Mommy?

Did you hear?

She went in there a long time ago.

With that man.

With daddy.

Julie's back, Mommy.

- Do you think they'll come in here?

- No, I don't think so.

They're afraid of something in here.

And I don't think it's the girl.

- Julie's back, Mommy.

She wants to take me away.

But I want to stay here with you, Mommy.

- Stop it, for God's sake!

Stop being so stupid!

Where's the treasure?

I've come for the treasure,
only for the treasure!

Tell me!

Where's the treasure?

Tell me, tell me, tell me!

- Julie!
- Leave me alone!

- Okay.
- Boris.

- Bob, don't move.

- You've got to be kidding.

Well done.

- You've got to be kidding.

- Once we have the treasure,

we need your services to
help us return to the plane.

Now, are you going to cooperate?

That's very wise.
- No, Julie!

No!

Don't go in there!

- Don't listen to her!

The treasure's in there!

- They'll kill you!
- No, stay here.

Julie.

- Come on, let's get back to the entrance.

- This is the temple of the Golden Cobra.

- Yes.

- This is the power of the Golden Cobra.

- It's solid gold.

- The treasure really does exist.

Let's go get it!

- Come on! Damn.

More poison darts!

- They won't let us pass, what do we do?

- I don't know.

I was just making this up as I go along.

- Watch your step.

- That's not the way out!

There must be another exit.

Where?

- Yes, through the sacred room.

- Come on.
But death is waiting in there!

- Guess we'll just take a chance.

Come on, come on.

- No!

No!

- Hey, come on!

What's that?

A volcano?

- Yes, a volcano.

- Come on!

Let's go that way!

- Watch out.

- Come on.

This way.

At last,

our dreams come true.

Boris!

- I'm okay.

Golden Cobra.

Money is everything.

The Golden Cobra

is ours.

- Mine, Boris.

- It's ours!

- Mine!

Poor fool.

- Julie!

Julie!

Julie!

- Stay here.

Stay.

Bob!

Bob!

- Oh, truth of darkness, oh supreme cobra,

light of the unknown.

Arcan to thy humble servants.

- We're pretty tough
chickens to fry, Sipura.

- Destroy the desiccator of thy sanctuary.

Destroy the desiccator of thy sanctuary.

- My God!

Let's get out of here!

Up there.

- Well, I guess this is it.

Well, this could have been the
beginning of something good.

I'm sorry.

Well, at least we have
the Cobra and each other.

Bombs.

The plane!

Let's go.

April, this way.

Come on.

Come on, quick!

- You took your time.

- I'm sorry if we kept you waiting.

Here, hold this.

The Cobra, mission accomplished.

- Well done.

And who's this?

- April, Julie's sister.

- A-ha, the queen of the jungle.

And how do you
explain the Jeep explosion?

- Ah, top secret miracle, old chap.

April, it's a great pleasure to meet you.

Oh, you want a hand?

- Thank you.

- I was tempted to leave you outside.

- Well, that's the Golden
Cobra taken care of.

- Yes, indeed.

And with Sipura dead,

I don't think the Amoks will
be causing much trouble now.

- That's for sure.

- Well, what are you going to
do with your new found wealth?

- Oh, that's a silly question.

- Hi.

Ah.

- Yes, I would say before
you make a lady out of her,

you're gonna have your work
cut out for you, Pygmalion.

- I hope so.
- Yeah.

Uh huh.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Ah. Mmm, mmm.

- Yes, well, I hope you'll
both be very, very happy.

It's been more than just a pleasure.

- Well, sweetheart,

I hope I never have the
pleasure of meeting you again.

- One never knows, old chap.

One never knows.

- Shall we go?

After you.

In you get, Mrs. Jackson.

♪ Golden prize ♪

♪ for me ♪

♪ Golden prize ♪

♪ you are for me ♪

♪ A chance that I will take ♪

♪ Just to ponder the
risk and the adventure ♪

♪ And excitement ♪

♪ In my life ♪

♪ And enjoy ♪

♪ Every moment I see ♪

♪ Your sweet smile ♪

♪ Wicked and free ♪

♪ And when you slip away ♪

♪ I'll never mind ♪

♪ My heart is always with you ♪

♪ And I stay ♪

♪ To our little Spanish town ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ I will see you in the night ♪

♪ Come what may ♪

♪ We will seek until we find ♪

♪ Golden prize, golden prize ♪

♪ Golden prize ♪