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You're bolt? Jefferson bolt?

Very good.

I'm impressed. But I don't have all day.

Come on, now, ask me what I want.

You'll tell me.

You've been here a week. You want to go for two?

There are two kinds of people in the world,

those who want things done and those who run errands.

You're an errand boy.

That much I know.

So get it done.

You want to get out of here? Yes or no?

Coax me.

All right then, bolt.

Let's move it.

Your friend's here.

He'll like your apartment.

I live in a four by two hotel room, myself.

Guess it pays pretty good, being a professional courier.

This place must set you back

seven or eight thousand Hong Kong dollars a month, at least.

Right?

Wrong. I own the building.

Perhaps you know who I am.

Yeah. You iced me into that Chinese cooler.

I forget what charge was invented.

Something about assault on a police officer I never saw.

Well, you should've pleaded innocent, old boy.

I did, old boy.

Six or seven times a day for nearly a week.

Well, it's over now. And there's money in it.

Good deal of money.

Well, enough to ease the pain,

as I'm sure you've been told.

Well, take the bloody thing, man.

Was that necessary?

He's a pretty tough cookie.

He poked me in the teeth with a .38.

Said he'd make me eat it.

I wasn't hungry.

All right, all right, Carter.

Stop fooling about. I haven't got all day.

Okay, now it's your turn. Out.

Not until I tell you why I've gone to all this trouble.

Well, I'm gonna take a shower,

so you don't have much time to capture my interest.

How about 20 thousand dollars?

Us. Dollars?

Any currency you want.

Doin' what?

You're a professional courier.

One of the two or three best in the world, it says here.

Interpol report, Jefferson bolt.

Six years carrying special shipments,

Africa to Rome, Amsterdam, London, New York.

Three attempts to take you. Foun

let's see what the Americans have to say on you.

Maintains homes London, los Angeles, Hong Kong and Paris,

six trips to Las Vegas in the past year.

Business and pleasure.

Some of it's rather racy, old boy.

Captain, us. Special forces.

Graduate of Caltech. Master's degree, mit, physics.

Holder of the black belt.

Known to have killed three men, Rio de Janeiro, 1969.

Self-defense.

Now working as a courier,

bonded and licensed, specializing in currency, high-value items.

Listed as dangerous. To be watched.

Like to know what the British have on you?

Bolt: I've seen it. Same old scam.

Don't be modest.

Yes, you're absolutely the right man.

Yeah, for what?

Carrying a million, us. Currency,

Hong Kong to Mexico City via Los Angeles.

Leaving Wednesday.

Why all that muscle and a week in that crappy tank?

Oh, call it insurance.

A little time was needed to get things together.

Besides, we thought it might be healthy if you knew where the power was

and what it would mean if you said no, old boy.

You're a real giggle, old boy.

Griffiths: Oh, you'll do it. Believe me, you will.

That week we had you stashed away had a lot of thinking behind it.

Gave us a chance to look, amongst other things.

In the hat, old boy. You learn something new every day.

I know more about this apartment than you do.

Of course, it took a metal detector at the end to do it.

Well, you had to have a special safe some place.

A place to keep things that you didn't want found.

Like papers and records and extra passports.

Three of them. Various names, various countries.

Very illegal.

Now that we understand each other, I won't need this anymore, will I?

And you, of course, will want your passport.

Oh, your legal passport.

Oh, incidentally,

we extracted this from your mail the day we put you away.

It's from the international banking agency, a Mr. Martin.

He mentions a shipment to go by courier

which will turn out to be that million dollars.

"Would you be interested?"

You, of course, will say yes.

If you want your illegal bits and pieces back,

whatever he says, you'll do it.

Money make you nervous, Mr. Martin?

This much, anyway.

I wasn't expecting you to be with anyone.

Well, I'm with the American consulate, Mr. Martin.

Customs service.

I have to seal it up so our friend here won't be held up on the other end.

After we register the money, of course.

We prefer to do this in our office.

Bringing me to the bank was his idea.

He scares easy.

Anything wrong with that, Mr. Martin?

No. I just wasn't expecting anyone.

Excuse me.

Five packs this way, three the other.

Yes, sir. It'll fit perfectly.

Customs agent: It's really quite simple, Mr. Martin.

We just make a record of the serial numbers, that's all.

I'll need receipts from both of you.

All four copies where it's marked.

Well, that just about does it.

Lot of good that'd do you, if somebody really wanted it.

True, but all the cuffs are supposed to do is slow things down

while somebody saws off my hand.

Yes?

Woman: Mr. Martin from the bank is on the line, sir. He says it's urgent.

This is Mr. Kumada. What is it, Martin?

Martin: It's about that man bolt, sir.

He had a United States customs official with him.

He registered the money.

He did what?

I couldn't help it, Mr. Kumada.

That's all right, Martin. I'll take care of it.

When does bolt arrive in Los Angeles?

Noon tomorrow.

Pan American flight 846.

Flight 846.

Would you... would you like me to contact our people in Los Angeles?

I said, I'll take care of it.

I'll take care of everything.

Woman over pa: Attention, please.

All passengers arriving on pan American flight 846 from Hong Kong

please claim baggage in customs area...

Customs agent: They called in from the field.

What is it this time, the hope diamond?

Why don't you just paint a sign on me, George?

Sorry about that. Lost my head.

Anyway, I just carry corporation papers nowadays.

Pays less, but it lasts longer.

I'll have to check your luggage?

No. I sent it through yesterday.

Well, that's it, then.

He's got to be tall and dark. Especially dark.

Oh, thank you.

My pleasure.

Hello?

Hey, hey, Mary?

Yeah, yeah, this is James.

I'm fine. I just got a new car!

Yes, ma'am, I... how? My welfare check, it came in.

It's a pretty car, too. White on white. Yes, ma'am.

Woman over pa: Mr. Bolt to the information desk, please.

Mr. Bolt to the information desk.

Uh, would you move aside please, sir?

Just over there a little bit. Who me?

Yes, sir. Just a little bitty bit.

When I'm ready, buster.

You want to move by yourself, fat boy,

or do you want me to move you?

Okay, devargas, move it.

You are... yes, of course, you are.

Listen... you send my baggage on to Mexico City?

It's in the car.

What are they doing in the car?

Well, you see, there's been a change of plans.

Wait, no...

Talk fast. What change of plans?

We are taking delivery here instead of there. That's all.

What do you care?

I care, friend. A change means trouble.

Man: You got it.

Don't move too fast, black boy.

They said he had the key to the cuffs somewhere. Take a look.

Your friends in Mexico know about this?

Just let us have it and we walk away.

Nobody gets hurt.

I got it.

Hold that up where I can get at it.

Ain't he nice.

Charming.

Don't forget to wash your hands.

Attendant: I'm sorry, mister, resident parking only.

Hey, Mr. Bolt, I didn't recognize you.

Hi, Walter.

I ain't seen you in a couple of months.

Why don't you park this thing for me. Bring my car down.

Oh, hey, your car's down already.

Oh? Yeah, I brought it down

when your friends came by asking for you.

What friends?

Oh, they're right up there in the car waiting for you.

Get down, quick!

Charming.

I'd like to rent a car.

Bring it back when I'm finished with it. About a week.

- Who do you want? - Connie mellis.

What do you want to see him about?

He'll know when I tell him.

Tell me.

You're new here, okay.

You don't know me, that's okay, too.

But you're gettin' in my face, man.

It's gonna get worse, nigger, you hear me, understand that?

Difficult to get it like that, isn't it?

And if you do, I'll break off your thumb.

Come on, let's go see Connie.

Maybe he'll give you a raise.

Now, you push it. Push it.

Hey, Jeff. Connie.

Tell this muscle head not to lean on me.

Mickey, take it easy.

I'm not gonna hold still for that. He's family.

Anyway, he'd take you.

Elaine, this is Jeff bolt, a friend of mine.

Put him in the vip suite, all right?

Anything he wants.

Anything at all.

Forget it, he's wired. Hey, Sam's still here.

Yeah, I saw it on the marquee.

Oh, I always get the fat ones.

Sorry about Mickey. I didn't know you were in town,

or I'd have left word.

I'm getting a little uptight about being muscled.

What idiot would put the muscle on you?

It was set up by somebody here in Vegas,

somebody from casino enterprises.

Looks like I struck a nerve.

Casino enterprises owns 40% of this joint.

But that's all, Jeff. Nobody owns 40% of me.

And what that bunch does has nothing to do with anything.

Hey, hey, Connie.

I didn't think it came from you.

This is what they're after.

What's that?

A big one. In hundreds.

Heavy, huh?

Maybe too heavy.

No. No. I'll take a reading as quiet as I can.

But, you see, you're hustling that house man.

He's one of theirs. He looks over my shoulder.

They'll know you're in town by now,

so anything I can do for you has got to be fast.

Well, you can run a scan on this from your money room.

I got an idea about it.

Camp?

Camp on intercom: Yeah, boss?

Round up Eddie and all of his equipment.

Make it fast.

Eddie: Lknew it. Lknew it.

The serial numbers, they were put on by a different machine.

It's phony, the whole thing.

But real class.

It would get by a bank, but not me anymore. Not once I've spotted it.

He ever make a mistake?

All he does is sit in that cash room,

watching the bills go by every day, right, Eddie?

You know, I got three to ten in folsom

for thinking that I was this good with a burin.

But I wasn't this good. Best I ever saw.

Much obliged. Good night, Eddie.

See you.

Well, it adds up.

Does it? I just got a phone call about you.

Oh? You turning me over?

They didn't even ask.

The guy I talked to has got the shakes about you.

I said, "all the man wants is to get paid."

"Pay the man, you get your stuff."

You know what he said to me?

He couldn't care less if you ate it.

In that case, I can get some sleep.

She's a lady

Oh, whoa, whoa, She's a lady

Talkin' about that little lady

And a lady all the time

Well, she never asks very much

And you don't refuse her

Always treat her with respect

Never should abuse her

What she's got is hard to find

Don't want to lose her

Help me build a mountain

From a little pile of Clay, [Si/vex hey, hey

Well, she knows what it's about

She can take what you dish out, And that's not easy

Well, she knows you through and through

And she knows just what to do, Please believe me

She's a lady

Oh, whoa, whoa, She's a lady

Talkin' about that little lady

And a lady all the time

[sihey, hey, hey, She's a lady

Oh, whoa, whoa, She's a lady

Talkin' about that little lady

She's a lady all the time

She's a lady

She's a lady

She's a lady

Lady all the time

Hey

It's been awhile since I've seen you here

On this old lonely street

And I know

That I'm still wanting you

The street cars have all stopped running

Where we used to meet

But it really doesn't matter

'Cause we don't need them anymore

And I'm so glad to see you here

In my part of town

'Cause it's so hard to find

And the sun doesn't shine when you're not around

And I hope your...

Come on! Yeah!

Six. Easy six, hard way six is open.

Coming and fielding, every roll.

Croupier: Is this an all play, sir?

Then, you have a bet, sir.

Six, the winner money is six.

Twelve. Field winner.

Oh!

Coming out field. Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Croupier: And you have a bet, sir.

Oh. Come on. Oh.

Come on!

Two. Two. Craps.

Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Six, the winner money is six.

No, never

Not ever

No, never

Money plays.

Do you have a light?

Pardon me.

That's quite a nice tan you have.

Yeah. I keep it all year round, too.

Sam: Hong Kong. Excuse me, I think I hear my taxi.

It's your rolls Royce.

And don't you forget that.

Hey, hey, hey.

Damn.

Damn, you look better than you sound, if that's possible.

It's your play, sir.

I'm makin' it, friend.

Dealer: You want a card, sir?

Who needs cards?

Man, let me look and see if it's all there where I left it.

Ooh, ain't it?

How you been keepin' yourself, Sam?

Bad-tempered and depraved.

Does that scare you, huh?

I'll take my chances.

Why is it every time I'm around you, my heart does a double time

and my wig gets short?

Poison ribs?

Some people call that love.

And what do you call it?

You know.

Damn your beautiful brown eyes.

You really know, don't you?

Pay 19.

One of these days I'm gonna turn you off, cut you loose,

if it's the last thing I do.

I don't think so, Sam. You can't.

Not anymore than I can.

Dealer: Pay 19.

Oh, you won for a change.

Hey, well, you keep it, mama, it drags down my suit.

Mmm. I've been watchin' you.

What's this, uh, Nick the Greek routine?

Just an experiment.

Waitin' for big daddy to come and say, "no, no."

Uh, well, what's daddy's name? Rockefeller?

They pay me to keep quiet,

but why don't you and I go some place and make some nice friendly noises?

I can dig that.

What time is your next gig?

When I get there.

Mmm.

Where'd he go? And there he is.

Sam: You unpack fast.

Yeah. I knew you were here.

Connie on phone: Yeah?

Connie?

Yeah, Jeff?

Hey, look, uh... I don't want to be disturbed for a while.

How about putting one of your security men outside my door?

You got it.

Okay, buddy. Thanks.

Dealer: No more bets, please. There we go. No more bets, please.

No more bets.

Bolt: It's your turn, friend.

You got it wrong, Jeff.

Don't hand me that jive, Connie.

I spread that funny money all over the casino tonight,

waitin' on your expert to spot it and blow the whistle.

Not a peep out of him.

And that stuff about putting

the serial number on separately,

man, that's the way it's always done.

That stuff is real.

That's not my action, Jeff.

I take it whichever way it comes.

But Sam wasn't in the deal.

What's with Sam?

She's dead. Wasted, just like you're gonna be.

Get up.

In my business, Jeff, it doesn't pay to have friends.

I'm sorry about Sam.

Any ideas?

Yeah, it was devargas.

Yeah, he... he was in on this.

He's connected with some high-powered group in Hong Kong.

You fouled them up. Something about registering the money

so it could be traced.

What about casino enterprises?

They're out of it.

They were supposed to trickle the money across the table for a commission.

Then they got scared off.

That's all I could find out before they used me for a punching bag.

Sorry about your face, Connie.

Well, it wasn't much before.

Anyway, I'm still alive... so far.

We'll stay that way, as long as I got this.

Jeff.

What do I say if they decide to put the boot to me again?

Where will you be?

I'm gonna even it up for Sam.

Tell them I'll be in Hong Kong.

I want them to know where I am and what I'll be doing,

so they'll come looking for me.

That way, I'll find them.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

It's taken some time to inquire into the, uh...

Extraordinary circumstances you outlined.

Cut it short, Reynolds, I'm in a hurry.

We checked with Mr. Forster at the American consulate.

He confirmed your story.

A transaction such as you described did take place

between you and our Mr. Martin.

It doesn't appear in our records, however.

Therefore, it was not bank business.

Presumably Mr. Martin was dealing with you privately,

a matter which is strictly prohibited.

I get this feeling, and it's building up fast,

that Mr. Martin's health has gone downhill since I saw him last.

His body was recovered from Victoria peak last Saturday.

The coroner's verdict was accidental death.

You can understand how deeply grieved we all are.

Yes, yes, of course.

And I suppose that lets the bank out?

A slight correction, Mr. Bolt.

The bank has never been in.

You're in, all right.

Right up to your distinguished British ass.

And you can tell whoever you're working for

that they can deal with me directly, or get left behind.

Goodbye.

What took you boys so long?

What's happening, doc?

As you see, Mr. Bolt,

the art of acupuncture can also cause great pain.

It's all a matter of knowing where to place the needle.

Just don't get blood on my pants, doc.

Now, tell us where the money is, Mr. Bolt.

Sorry. We're closed.

Charming.

Morning.

Good morning, chen kwo.

Now, that's real good. That's real good, old boy.

Where'd you learn all these clever dodges?

Okay, friend, what is it?

The man in the bowler hat,

he wants to see you.

Well, it's about time.

I've been making loud enough noises all over Hong Kong.

You got your car keys with you?

Yeah. Wh y?

I need a lift. Is that it over there?

Uh, yeah.

Hey, listen. Wait! Listen!

Hey, open the door! Come on!

You're holding me up, man.

I said he wants to see you.

He told me not to come back without you.

Hey, don't get all shock. I want to see him too.

You know where ho man tin hill road is?

Well, that's where I'll be for the next hour.

157, ho man tin hill road.

157, ho tin man...

No, no, no!

Ho man tin hill road.

Ho man tin hill road.

Good fellow.

Ho man tin hill road.

Ho man...

Hey! Hey, that's my car!

Gentleman wish bath of a thousand pleasures?

Ah, no. I was told I'd find a friend here.

An American, tall.

Ah, chocolate man is so.

Well, I wouldn't call him that myself.

He says all right to call him chocolate man.

Chocolate with nuts, he says.

That's the one.

You wait. I'll tell.

Chocolate man says you come.

What the devil are you doing?

What is it? Now, look here!

I'm here on business.

And not that kind of business either.

Now, just cut this out!

Help!

Help! Oh!

Oh! Help!

You really tried to drop me into a bowl of chop suey, didn't you, friend?

You did that when you brought your friend from the embassy in

to register the money.

After that, it was easy to trace.

That's beside the point, chubby.

You introduced me to this ball game in the first place.

Is devargas one of your flunkies?

Hardly.

Anyway, it's walls, isn't it?

Seems he was found among the dirty linen.

He'd been machine-washed several times.

Well, I don't suppose that's news to you, is it?

Is your cantonese fluent enough to tell Mrs. Godzilla here

I don't really need this?

Somehow, I don't think she'd believe me.

Very amusing.

I hope you keep your sense of humor when I tell you

the airport baggage room was broken into and robbed.

Top to bottom.

So was my apartment.

I tell you, nothing is safe nowadays.

I wonder if someone is interested in a certain courier case

that you brought back here with you.

A lot of unpleasant people know that you're back.

I'm afraid you're in for a rather hard time of it, old boy.

Now he tells me.

A massage a day keeps the wrinkles away.

What do they do here?

Sandpaper the rest?

I understand you wanted to see me.

What do you want to talk about?

What do you know about a place called chen fu?

Yeah. Yeah, it's a, uh...

An island off the coast.

They have a Buddhist monastery there where I, uh...

Studied the, uh...

Ancient arts of self-defense.

Why?

It seems they've corrupted the arts a bit since your time, old boy.

Now it's a school for killers.

Training assassins from all over the world.

Do you hear me?

Hello. I say, are you there?

Bolt: Uh, yeah.

I hear it's run by a former old monk.

It's a throwback to the samurai system, apparently.

Once you hire them, pay their price,

they carry out any assassination they're assigned to.

While we can't be absolutely certain,

it seems as though someone's gone to a great deal of trouble to hire

a killer from chen fu...

And the target is you.

Spider.

I'm really rather curious to see who they're going to get to do the job on you.

Well, just stick around, friend, and we'll both find out.

By the way, what became of the money?

Money?

Oh, yeah.

I spent it.

Would it make you a little more cooperative if I told you who I am?

I already know, friend. You're government.

I've known that from the beginning.

The only question is, which government?

The one that's interested in the money you spent.

Would you like to know where it came from?

I don't give a damn where it came from.

Good. It came from all over Asia.

Black market, bribery, prostitution.

A little at a time until there was over 10 million in nice, clean

one hundred dollar bills.

With only a little of the original stink left on it.

That much we know. There was more.

Was?

There were other couriers,

including one of our own

who was found in the water off Macao recently.

You were the lucky one. You came back.

No thanks to you.

And you can shove all that jive about being lucky.

All I want to know from you is one thing.

Who am I after?

I suppose I could tell you that if you were working with us.

No deal.

I don't care whether you're CIA,

cid or just plain c-o-p.

No deal. A target.

That's all I want from you.

In your own words, old boy,

no deal.

But if you work with us, things could be different.

Well, thanks for the offer.

But I don't need the work.

Oh!

I can't imagine why they call that the bath of a thousand pleasures.

It must've killed more Chinese than the black plague.

Think it over.

The long knives are out for you right now,

and your chances of survival are pretty slim, going it alone.

You need friends.

Even bad ones, like me.

Good day.

Bolt: Makes for very interesting reading, doesn't it?

Especially the fact that one name keeps popping up.

Kumada.

He's one of the wealthiest merchants in the orient.

Besides being a very respected banker

and ship owner.

There are two of his tankers in the harbor now, in quarantine.

Quarantine? Why quarantine?

Oh, merely a safety precaution.

Both tankers are carrying full cargoes of strategic chemicals

from the United States.

Nitrous oxides. That kind of thing.

Explosives.

I'm told they're harmless enough, as long as you keep the oxides,

or whatever they are, separate.

But you mix that tanker

with that one... bolt: Half the harbor goes up.

Precisely.

Sounds like a very heavy case.

He's a product of the Japanese occupation of China.

A born survivor.

He survived the Chinese revolution, the conquest of manchuria,

finally got out through Korea with most of his wealth intact.

Obviously, Mr. Bolt, he's a man of great power.

Great power, indeed.

Okay, governor, you've been leading up to something.

When do I get to meet this illustrious character?

Oh, this was delivered to your apartment this afternoon.

I took the Liberty of bringing it over.

You're invited to a reception and dinner given by kumada this evening.

8:00, black tie.

Oh, I'm invited, too. Along with half the colony.

Kumada: Good evening.

Good evening, Mr. Kumada. This is my wife.

Kumada: So glad you could come.

Mr. Bolt, of course.

I was beginning to think you might not come.

I'm kumada.

I have anticipated our meeting.

Then let us take a moment to get better acquainted.

Please follow me.

This way, Mr. Bolt.

We won't be disturbed here.

I understand you were victimized in some way by an executive,

a former executive of the international bank.

Your bank.

That fact is not generally known, Mr. Bolt.

Very well. I'll keep it quiet.

Do you have reason to believe I was in any way connected with your difficulties?

That's a good question.

Were you?

I enjoy your spirit, Mr. Bolt.

I'm not often bearded in my own den, so to speak.

Perhaps if I were to show you something...

This is a report on Andrew Martin,

the man you had dealings with at the bank.

It's from the police.

He apparently was deeply involved in some sort of international ring.

Counterfeiters, no doubt.

That would make it neat and tidy.

Yes.

Those bills were found on his body,

as a matter of fact.

Very clumsy work.

Apparently, you were given a rather large consignment

of those bills to take to Mexico.

That was the general idea.

And what, may I ask,

became of the, uh, shipment?

What does it matter, if it was counterfeit?

Oh, not as money, of course.

But my bank is indirectly involved through Mr. Martin.

It might become embarrassing.

No need to worry, Mr. Kumada.

It won't be found.

You destroyed it?

Now, would I want to be caught carrying an armload of counterfeit currency?

No, indeed.

No, I don't suppose you would.

Well, then, the matter seems to be closed.

No, not quite.

You see, I haven't been paid yet.

You're quite a remarkable character.

Quite.

Your bank is involved. Indirectly, of course.

It might become...

Embarrassing, I think you said.

I will certainly give the matter thought.

No doubt I will decide

that you should get what you deserve.

You've come at precisely the right time.

Tomorrow night will be the Chinese new year.

The time when what is due must be paid.

You are familiar with our customs, I see.

Especially that one.

Before the new year, all debts have to be settled.

I always pay my debts, kumada.

In full.

Excuse me.

Dominique: No!

Dominique kuan, one of Hong Kong's most prized possessions.

Or should I say, one of kumada's most prized possessions.

I'm told he's extremely jealous.

Oh, there you are, Miriam.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Oh, thank you, darling.

I haven't been locked for for 20 years.

Come along, they're having a duel in the garden.

I understand you're a student of karate, Mr. Bolt.

Would you care to participate?

No, thanks.

I have, uh, other plans for the evening.

She has no liking for blood sports.

Oh, yeah.

Spider.

He is good, I think.

Very good.

One of the best, if he lives.

We all might say that, Mr. Bolt.

Spider is your best pupil, is he not?

There is only one man who is better.

The best student I ever had.

His name is bolt.

Of this, as master, I am certain.

Spider does not agree.

Thus, it becomes a matter of honor.

He would rather die than lose.

Knowing you is extremely bad for my heart.

By the way, you missed a fabulous meal.

No, I didn't.

Is he here?

What is it? What is it?

Now, read! Read what it says.

It says, "happy new year."

Is this the way of a chen fu master?

I thought I was to be honored only by the best of fighters.

Bolt: Another time, another place, my brother.

If you are willing.

You've got a lot of nerve coming up here.

How'd you find me?

Oh, that was easy.

I just asked people on the street

where the most beautiful lady in Hong Kong lives

and they said here.

And here I am.

Liar.

Yeah, that's true. That never was one of my strong points.

What do you want?

Just more.

After what you did?

That was very naughty of you to do that.

You know, he threw me out.

He hit me first, then he threw me out.

Just because of you.

Oh, well, I didn't intend for that to happen, baby-San.

Oh, he'll call me back.

He always does.

Then he buy me presents.

Then I have to tell him everything that happened.

You're not the first, you know.

Oh, I'm surprised to hear that.

Very sure of yourself, aren't you?

He hurt me.

Look what he did.

Does that feel better?

Mmm-hmm. Much.

Did he hurt you anyplace else?

Mmm.

All over.

Good morning, baby-San. Good morning.

Mmm, what's that?

Ah, fresh coffee.

What are you doing up so early?

Something happen?

I'm leaving in a few minutes.

Driving into town.

Oh, yeah?

What's your hurry?

Oh, I see.

He's forgiven you already, has he?

Well, it's back to the same old routine, huh?

Oriental doll for sale.

I've no choice.

After all, he's kumada.

What he wants, he gets.

Why don't you just walk away?

You don't seem to understand.

You just don't walk away from kumada.

Forget about kumada,

or you will end up dead,

like your friend, Connie.

Woman on intercom: Telephone for you, sir. It's a Mr. Bolt.

Griffiths: All right, put him through.

I was beginning to hope you were dead, old boy.

Going away, where?

All right, I'll look into it.

Where are you now?

Very well, then, where will you be?

Well, of course I know the place.

It's a bit public though, isn't it?

Hello?

Hello, are you there?

No, you are not there.

The police are looking for you everywhere

with a number of embarrassing questions

and here you sit,

right out in plain view.

Obviously, that's the best place to hide.

Tell me about kumada's operation.

It's taken us years to put it all together.

It's a two-way operation.

Drugs. Literally tons of it.

Someone supplies kumada and he supplies them.

Like strategic chemicals.

Unreported purchases made through

phony U.S. businesses.

Financed with the kind of money you were carrying.

Those tankers out there with that nitro...

Nitrous oxide. Rocket fuel.

That's it.

The whole island is one large series of storage tanks for liquid rocket fuel.

With extremely tight security.

How many men you got inside there?

Two. And they're first rate. Why?

Well, looks like there's gonna be three.

You just might end up getting yourself killed.

Look, friend.

They killed Sam.

They wiped out my friend Connie.

I've been knifed,

acupunctured and shot at.

So what's so new about me getting myself killed?

And I've had just about enough of this kumada.

Now, if you want to sit here on your fat ass, that's all right.

But not me.

I'm gonna destroy that bastard.

He owes me something, and I'm gonna collect it.

First off, some early fireworks

in honor of the new year on that island of his.

After that, it's him and me,

man to man.

Bolt: Did you get everything I asked for?

Man: Yes, boss.

This'll just put him to sleep for a while.

Man: It's his walkie-talkie.

Happy new year, kumada!

Bolt: All right, thanks a lot, boys. I'll take it from here.

It's about time I paid a call on my friend, kumada.

Bolt?

Yes, bolt.

And they let him get away.

Jenkins: Hello. Hello, the house.

Jenkins here, with group four.

We're at the waterfall and starting our patrol now.

Now you tell Mr. Kumada

that if that blighter bolt is anywhere in this end of the estate,

he hasn't a chance in hell to make it to the wall.

Out.

Oh, no, man! This has been a long night.

Kumada: Very sporting, Mr. Bolt.

You have given me a new year's celebration I will long remember.

And it is questionable now which of us is in debt to the other.

But I think it is I,

and I intend to be paid.

That wasn't necessary.

I had him.

Griffiths: I'll take that. Thank you very much.

Oh, naughty, naughty.

You mustn't talk to Mr. Griffiths like that.

I can assure you that my mother never did any of those things.

At least, not that I'm aware of.

Your papers, old boy, as promised.

Just like that, huh?

No luggage, no money?

Consider yourself fortunate to be getting off so lightly.

Now, go and sin no more.

Well, at any rate, go.

Well, I hope you don't regret it.

If we do, we shall conceal it as best we may.

Good show.

What the devil are you...

How does he manage that?

Shopkeeper: Ah, Mr. Bolt.

Bolt: Well, I'll take it now. Okay.

I was in a hurry the other day.

Didn't get a chance to pay you.

Ah, you're rich.

Thank you. Thank you.

Have a good smoke.

Come back soon.

At these prices, it'll be my pleasure.