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WOO: I see you haven't lost your touch Miss Marlin.
FRANKIE: Wrong time no see, Miss Marrin!
MAXIE: I see you're still struggling with that awful R and L substitution, Frankie.
MAXIE: (DOWN) It was that Chinese lizard Sydney Woo Fei Loh and his trusty gecko Frankie Kwai Chee Chak--- both formally of
WOO: No thanks to you. But enough about me...what brings you to the
MAXIE: My passport is not forged has my actual name on it. Do the authorities know you're here?
FRANKIE: Yes, Miss Marrin...this week we have big businessmen flom arr ove
WOO: Shuttup Frankie!
FRANKIE: Solly, Boss.
WOO: Very witty Miss Marlin...Very witty, indeed. But you are no longer in
FRANKIE: Yes, Miss Marrin...Vely Cearfur indeed.
WOO: Mysterious things have a tendency of occurring in the Orient. Unexplained disappearances leaving more questions than answers.
MAXIE: Did I just hear a threat?
WOO: A threat? I was merely suggesting the return of a favor.
MAXIE: What favor?WOO: A favor you owe me. After all you were instrumental in my apprehension and subsequent deportation from the land of the free.
MAXIE: Half the police force in the city of
WOO: I collect when the opportunities avail themselves.
FRANKIE: Rike now!
WOO: Your testimony was very damaging and we do so miss San Fransisco...
FRANKIE: (singing) "I reft my heart in San Flansisco...."
WOO: Shuttup Frankie....Sorry Miss Marlin… it's too much damn kereoke! MAXIE: I'm touched... but you brought that on yourself, Sydney.
MAXIE: I'm touched... but you brought that on yourself, Sydney.
WOO: I beg to differ...
MAXIE: Beg all you want. It doesn't change a thing. I owe you nothing.
WOO: I'm disappointed. The daughter of the reputable Captain John Marlin refuses to honor a favor. It would break his heart to know this...as much as it broke his heart when you left the force for... private practice.
FRANKIE: Shame, shame, shame, Miss Marrin.
WOO: I have always been curious about the circumstances surrounding your untimely … retirement from the San Francisco Police Department.
FRANKIE: Were you a naughty gir, Miss Marrin? Your daddy no rike what you do?
MAXIE: Keep my father out of this!
WOO: But you were the one who brought him up. Despite our differences I respected your father. In fact, it was a favor I owed him that kept you alive to honor the favor you owe me today.
MAXIE: Nice try
WOO: The truth has many sides to it.
MAXIE: I like my side. Yours has too many holes.
WOO: Come now Miss Marlin, we go back a long way. Perhaps you could consider this favor...as a gift. Where is your Christmas spirit?
FRANKIE: (singing) "Deck the harrs wit boughs of horry...."
WOO: Oh, Shuttup! Besides, you’re Buddhist!
MAXIE: Christmas spirit? I’ve checked Santa's list and you've been very naughty. Sorry boys, no gift.
FRANKIE: Oh, too bad!
MAXIE: But, out of curiosity... just how would you suggest I pay back this so called favor?
WOO: You are a beautiful white American woman, Miss Marlin---a valuable commodity in this part of the world. In the spirit of the season...I was only suggesting you spread a little ...goodwill among some gentlemen I know.
MAXIE: Are these the same kind of gentlemen who would spoon the brains out of a live monkey's skull?
WOO: With a splash of brandy, it’s quite a delicacy.
MAXIE: Once a flesh monger...always a flesh monger, huh? I'm flattered
WOO: You may have forgotten, Miss Marlin---the commodity in this case never determines the buying or the selling.
FRANKIE: And you may have folgotten---there's two of us and onry one of you!
WOO: Good point, Frankie.
FRANKIE: Thank you, Boss.WOO: So, lets not make a fuss and come quietly with us.
MAXIE: I would
WOO: W...Whatever are you talking about Miss Marlin?
MAXIE: You know.. that little problem you have.
FRANKIE: Boss, I think she is talking about...
WOO: Shuttup Frankie! Problem? Problem...Miss Marlin? (Beginning to breathe hard.) It’s not a problem---It’s a condition!
MAXIE: You wouldn't want me to aggravate this... condition, would you?
WOO: (Breathing Hard.) You wouldn't Miss Marlin! Not here!
MAXIE: (DOWN) Now old
WOO: NO! NO! NOT THAT! (Beginning to wheeze)
FRANKIE: Crose youl eyes Boss! Miss Marrin! Have you no decency? In bload dayright---in the stleet?
MAXIE: A girl's got to do what a girls got to do. Besides he started it.
FRANKIE: But Miss Marrin....
WOO: No! Please, NO! (Frantic Wheezing.) Don’t tell me anything!
MAXIE: Are you sure,
FRANKIE: No, Miss Marrin, Preese! Boss, quick cover your ears!
WOO: Shuttup Frankie!
FRANKIE: Yes, Boss!
MAXIE: Would you prefer if I show you?
FRANKIE: I beg you Miss Marrin… Preese, No!
(Sydney's wheezing hits a crescendo and deflates with a shudder.)
First off, thanks to those of you who visited for my first HNT and posted comments. They were all very encouraging. Second, for some strange reason, two-thirds into the comments, folks began addressing me as "SIR"! I appreciate it, but that word frankly scares the snot out of me. Lecram will be fine, thank you. Third, some of my friends who saw the post accused me of playing the "pity the poor cripple" card... something I have not done in over 25 years. That just goes to show how little they really do know of me. Jimmy is as much a part of me as... my penis is... get over it!
Now for this week's HNT pic...