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Oh, that gorgeous necklace.

Oh, yes.

Gorgeous!

I love it, I'll take it.

Freeze!

What's this?

You got here quick, well thank God.

Now there are three of them in there.
Terrorists probably.

All armed to the teeth.

They got half a dozen youngsters.
All half-scared out of their mind.

We don't give them
everything they want,

they threaten to send the
body out, one in hour.

Yeah, I say we just hold off
til the Feds get here.

- After all, what good—
- We don't have that luxury, Prager.

In ten minutes those
kooks could start shooting.

I'm in charge here, Henry.
I say wait.

Now look!

If someone doesn't
start doing something fast,

those kids are gonna start dying.

Well, what do you have in mind,
Inspector Wolfe?

Fireside chat perhaps?

Hey, somebody is coming.

This had better be the money.

What about the chopper?
I don't hear no chopper.

Yeah.
Huey, Leon, stay sharp.

Gonna slice myself up a bagman.

Where'd he go? Damnit!
We're in trouble.

- Cover the hall!
- Done.

I don't like this.

Alright! Throw down your weapons,
or we throw out a body!

Okay, pig!

That's six!

Now you're all mine.

You're gonna come to school, punk.

Better learn how to count.

Oh, hell!
You of all people!

Miss Wolfe.

Do you have any idea what the penalty
is for hitting an FBI agent in the nose?

How would you like a bust in the mouth?

I like it.
I like it.

Is that your gun or are
you just glad to see me?

I think it's my gun.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

That was some bust last evening.

Really I thought you'd get used
to it by now.

I'm talking about the school.

Oh...

well then on behalf of the
police departament...

I thank you.

Well, then on behalf
of the U.S. government...

I accept your thanks.

Yes? Yes, this is Wolfe.

What?

How bad?

Okay, thanks.
I'll be right down.

What's up?

It's Rob. He been wounded.

Let's go!

This is off limits.
Who are you?

I'm a police woman, this is my brother.

I'll give one minute while
we get him ready for surgery.

I have no idea why
this man is still alive.

Angel.

Rob, it's me. I'm here.

Angel, my hand...

The devil...

he exists.

The eye knows where.

Find him, kid.

Find him and get him.

Rob...

what, Rob? I don't understand.

Nurse, we're starting CPR.

If you value this man's life
now's the time to leave.

Goodbye, Robbie.

See you tomorrow.

He's just a damn rookie.

Doesn't even know the score yet.

Say it happened in a robbery...

jewelry store down in Chinatown.

Six dead including a trio
of trick-or-treaters

who have everyone guessing.

Lee Chuck...

- Where in the hell did you get this?
- Rob gave it to me.

- Yeah this is beginning to make sense.
- What are you talking about?

I'm talking about international
terrorism, mass murder, and

a legend of supernatural horror
that goes back over 200 years.

What does have do my brother?

Legend has it, Lee Chuck sold his
soul to the devil for immortality.

They called him Satan's
hatchet man, obligated to

send his master a soul at
least once every 24 hours.

I still don't understand
what you're driving at—

Don't you see there's
a new Lee Chuck?

Well if you buy the story,
the guy is still alive.

He's been reported at every
major disaster in the last century.

Chicago fire, Titanic, Hiroshima,
Jonestown, you name 'em.

- Like he's way ahead of his quota.
- Yeah, it doesn't work that way.

He can kill a thousand
people in one day,

but he still has to kill again the next.

- What if he...
- Craps out?

He doesn't deliver?

The devil still collects.

But it's Lee Chuck who will pay.

- What's this new Lee Chuck up to?
- In a minute, we're here.

- Where's here?
- The scene of the crime.

I'll catch up with you inside.

You.

Well... if it isn't miss lady cop hero.

Thanks to your meddling, I'm taking
all the heat from the top brass.

Can it, Prager. You know the chief
doesn't like to be kept waiting.

This isn't over yet,
Wonder Woman.

- I'm sorry about that, Miss Wolfe.
- Not your fault, Robinson.

I'd like to know who
gave that weasel a badge.

I don't know, but I don't think
he'll have it for long.

The words out that Prager's
heading for the big fall downtown.

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

Hell's he doing on this case anyhow?

I don't know. Really don't.

Well, good evening.

Oh, and watch yourself in there.

The lights are dead
and the place is a wreck.

Thanks.

Good evening.

All right so I goofed.
I meant to warn you.

I mean, the bureau had to recruit some
help from Hong Kong in this case

and I... I should have told you.

Just a little oversight,
I'm sure.

Yeah.

Well... now that we're all relaxed.

May I formally introduce my
friend, Inspector Charles Chang.

You've got to be kidding?

Inscrutable father play
bad practical joke, I'm sure.

Yeah well anyway, Charlie over here,
he's checking out those capelune's.

Chessmen. Devil's messengers,
sent by Lee Chuck.

Lee Chuck again? What's he after
so bad that people have to die?

Undoubtedly, Eye of Avatar.
Chuck has one.

He needs other, you see?

In time before history,

there were two matching pair

of extraordinary jewels.

Cut by Dragon God to
store his strength and power.

Then, great conflict,
only half remembered.

Eyes were separated.

Now, each alone.
As many are some trapped this.

But... it is said, he who brings
both together again,

shall rule as Dragon God.

You don't really believe any of this?

Well, not entirely but there is certainly
someone causing trouble.

Now, Charlie here thinks it's all tied
in with his new cult on Golgotha.

You've heard of course
of Dr. Sin Do?

The religious honcho.

Very same. Now it seems he bought himself
an island somewhere in the Pacific.

Built a fortress on it.
Rules like a king.

And you think the Sin Do is
somehow linked to Lee Chuck.

You got it.

And the jewels — the Eyes of Avatar?

If Chuck has one...

who has the other?

I wish I knew.

He's dead, isn't he?

The devil... he exists.

The Eye knows where.

Find 'em, kid.

Find 'em and get 'em.

- Take it easy, will ya?
- What haven't you told me about Sin Do?

None of your business.

We'll you're persistent.
I give you that.

- It's the cop in me, now give!
- All right, all right.

We think he's building an
army of trained assassins.

Terrorists. Brainwashed to
respond to his every whim.

He selects only perfect specimens
recruited from all parts of the globe.

Now will you give a hand?

- Cute, real cute.
- You like that? Now listen to me.

He baits the hook by sponsoring
competitions on his island.

You know, win a big prize, cruise
to paradise. That sort of thing.

The entrants are the only outsiders
ever to make it to his empire.

But, they're never told
it's just a one-way trip.

Well, I'm going!

He's got a temple in Chinatown.

I'm gonna sign up there.

- It's not that easy, hotshot!
- Well, I'll find a way.

He only accept entrance in groups of three.
It makes it easier to expose the spy.

- So he wants a trio.
- Yeah, he's into that sort of thing.

(native language)

Whitestar, you once said if
I ever needed you...

well I need you now.

Whitestar.

Well, who'd you expect, Tonto?

That's about it. I'm still only working
with a few pieces of the puzzle.

You've enjoyed great sadness.

Your brother?

- The winds will look after him.
- Then you'll help?

You had doubts?

Thanks a lot.

Now all we
need is our third partner.

- Anybody in mind?
- You betcha.

Let's ride.

You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?

- No question about it.
- Ha!

Hey there, chick-chick-chickies!

- Get him.
- This cowboy's looking to get his boots wet.

I'm very popular with the chicks.

Then why don't you go back
to the farm and be popular.

I figured we'd go back
down to my place and...

Please I just ate.

Like I say, I'm very
popular with the ladies

and I'm just dyin' to
show you the reason.

Beat it, scuzzo.

Hey Willie, I don't think they like me.

Two of 'em!

Bull and Shit.

Very entertaining fellas.

But I think it's a bit
past your bedtime.

Shut up and
get in the car!

How do you drive this thing
with a broken windshield?

What you talking about?

Just this.

Or flat tires?

Now the keys.
Give.

- Gonna have to take 'em.
- Oh no she won't.

Smart boy.

God that feels good.

Here we are. Havenhurst
Correctional for Women.

Gorgeous, huh?

Hmm, I have my reservations.

For that lie, you should
get 10 to 20 yourself.

Looks like a pretty serious pow-wow.
Someone's on the warpath.

That's our third right over there.

- The one with big—
- I see her.

You know the rules, McClure.
No shooting, no stabbing,

no knifing. Winner gets
loser's dope for a month.

Yeah, well I'm not doing
this for the fabulous prizes.

Okay, okay, let me out of the way.

Fight's on!

Hey, prom queen!

Come on over here.
Let's get physical.

You're gonna swim out of here
in your own blood, shit-stain.

They don't call me Whiplash for nothing.

Yeah, well you're gonna
see a lot of blood, hard ass.

Only it's
gonna be your own!

Big talk, rat bag. Big talk.

Whoa! Get her!

Yeah! Woo!

- You always let them fight like that?
- Yeah, it's fun to watch.

That girl of yours?
Real killer.

Fight's not over yet.

Break it up!
Break it up!

Get lost, bitch!

Now you're dead, McClure.

- Fall your teeth.
- What a fuck...

- I told you they'd be fun to watch.
- What'd I tell you.

I'm convinced. Is she?

Let's go and see.

Magnificent fighting.
You make plenty good warrior.

Tell that to my bruises.

How'd you like to recover on the outside.

I parole in a year.
That's when I get out of this place.

You mean now.

What is this, Wolfe?

You're the one that put me in this dump.

Bullshit! You're the one
that put you in this dump.

You're the one that stole the crane
from the construction site.

And you're the one that picked
up the two-car garage with

the stolen crane and dropped
it on the police station.

All I did was arrest you.

One little mistake.

I get loaded and
make one little mistake.

But...

get back to the part about gettin'
me out of here.

How does that work?

In some cases you can get out early.
If you have the promise of a job.

And a testimonial from a responsible
citizen who agrees to keep out of trouble.

- And who's gonna do that?
- Who do you think?

You're gonna vouch for me?

Yep.

- And get me out this place?
- Right again.

And keep me out of trouble?

Well, two out of three ain't bad.

Shh!

Sorry. Color doesn't match
your outfit.

- Dr. Sin Do blesses you.
- I sure don't feel blessed.

We travel to a holy place. Golgotha.

I am Koro.

You will now surrender all alcohol,
drugs and stimulants of any kind.

I wonder if that includes vibrators.

Well, you look ready to
fly the friendly skies?

Personally I'd rather take the train.

- Can we talk?
- Don't tell me. Let me guess.

I shouldn't let my personal
feelings dominate my life.

And I shouldn't go
because I might get killed.

Does that about sum it up?

Yeah, you forgot the part
about your being crazy.

- Can't miss the—
- Here...

Angel look...

I know.

Let's go.

Listen to me... listen to me!

Wait!
Will you...

Will you...

Hey! You're not listening
to me.

You don't know what the hell you're
gonna go on to over there...

You be issued weapons at the
sole discretion of Dr. Sim Do.

Violations will be dealt with.

Harshly.

Did you—did you pay the paperboy?
Did you buy the groceries?

What is this, Halloween
around here?

- What about the—what about—
- Will you calm down.

I don't have any Cocoa Puffs in the house
or anything.

Well did you feed the goldfish?

That's all right
I get it from here.

Angel, Angel, will you...

Don't worry.
I won't forget write.

Dr. Sin Do blesses all who
travel go to Golgatha.

We just got blessed again.

Who sneezed?

An Algonquin Indian saying:
Never trust a bird without feathers.

I wouldn't trust that bird
under any circumstances.

Embark in good faith...

and arrive in peace and tranquility.

Angel!

Angel!

Why, hello there, flyboy.

This is just not my day.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

The plane, boss, the plane.

Lead on, Kemosabi.

Hey wait, didn't they use this place
once in a Frankenstein movie?

Yeah, reminds me of my old Kentucky home.

Hmm, I wonder what
happened to Baldy.

Probably smearing Nair on his eyebrows.

Welcome my lovelies to
the Empire of Golgotha.

Please take a basket.

Deposit all of your belongings.

Including your clothing.

New garments for the games
will be issued promptly.

- Oh, boy, freebee—
- Silence! This is not a picnic.

Go!

Asshole.

Alright. Stay in a straight line.

And no talking.

Who will be the first one?

I think he needs
a guinea pig, I'll go.

No! My turn.

Silence!

You. Walk this way.

- Great uniforms, huh?
- Yeah, Playboy. Eat your heart out.

- Get a load of the size of this place.
- It sure beats a teepee.

- Club Med, it ain't.
- When does Scotty beam us up?!

Pipe down,
here's trouble.

Single file.

Ah!

- So, there's a spy in our midst!
- I'm not a spy.

Liar!

- I came here for the games!
- Guards! Guards!

Well...

you find out
justice too harsh?

She knew the rules.

You're a dead man.

This will be your dwelling.

I trust you will find it
most comfortable.

If there's anything I can do
to make you more comfortable...

Thank you very much, Mr. Koro.

I would invite you in, but the activities
today have left me exhausted.

Of course.

But you
should expect even more

shocking things before you
leave this island empire.

- As each day will bring new tests.
- Tests?

Goodbye then.

For a short while...

Asshole!

Alright, freeze!

Angel, I know now.
I'm on my way.

I hate robot spiders.

Hey...

- Who cut the cheese?
- What is that?

Mackerel. Plenty good
for warding of evil spirits.

Eugh.
I can see how.

Good morning, my lovelies.

I hope everything is going well.

Good shot!

No it wasn't. I was aiming
at one of the guards.

Yeah they seem
pretty intent

on keeping us from
wandering too far.

Well, there's a full moon
out tonight, Kemosabe.

Could be a good time for
a little night patrol.

Bravo.

Quite an exciting
bunch of lovelies this time.

Don't you think?

Indeed.

Sir! Security breach in sector C!

Koro...

take care of this.

Put the new man on it.

Yes, master.

Easy, my pet.
This prey is mine.

Good snakes.

You're one of the new
ones, aren't you?

I'm called Whitestar.
Who are you?

Cindy, Cindy Blake,
from Los Angeles.

Ms. Blake?
You disappeared about seven months ago.

It was in the papers.
There's a big reward out.

Nobody ever collected.
They'll never let me get away from here.

- I know too much about Sin Do.
- What do you know?

They say he's immortal.
I believe it.

Walks through fire.

It seems impossible,
but impossible's real normal here.

What happened to you?

I thought I was gonna win at the games.

But I lost.

And th—they wanted to sell me to
this rich Arab. He bought a lot of losers.

But they could see in my face that I was

gonna take off as soon as
I could get out of here.

They read minds, you know.
They know everything.

How'd you get way out here?

Escaped from the pit.

Pit goes on there?

Slave ranch.

They brainwash
the girls but it didn't take on me.

Now I'm worth nothing to them.

We gotta get you out of here.

Can you walk?

Just barely.
My ankles probably broken.

Yeah, I think you need a splint.

I've got to get some dry wood.

- Can you hold the fort?
- I'm not going anywhere.

Whitestar, is that you?

Time to go back to
your room now, Cindy.

I can't get her face out of my mind.

She seemed possessed.

I never should have
left her out there alone.

Stop blaming yourself.

She still may be alive and we
know a lot more now than before.

Well, we'll have to act on it later.
It's show time, ladies.

Bless the name of Sin Do!

Let us praise his immortality.

Received from the great Master, Lee Chuck.

I think we just
got blessed again.

We thank him for our strength!
We thank him for power!

We thank him for our designer
clothes from Frederico's.

In today's games, some of you will
be offering yourselves to Sin Do.

Praise the name of Lee Chuck.

So many beautiful women.
But which to have for dinner?

The one with raven hair.

She has remarkable... experience,
eh Crockett?

We will take her...

tonight.

Now let todays contest begin.

Sin Do has declared,

that today's duel shall be to the death.

Is that a fact?

And a special player...

deserves a special opponent.

Where's Conan when you need him?

Yes!

Excellent.
Excellent!

- Eugh. Gross me out.
- I guess he got the point.

Come on.

This is impossible!
My best man, beaten and destroyed?!

Who is this woman?!
She will have to be watched.

Grossly.

- You okay?
- I'm alright. I'm alright.

Really, I'm all right.

Old Indian saying:
Shut up and let others feel useful, huh?

Yeah, a little star
treatment never hurt anybody.

Sin Do sends this message.

Hmm, fan mail from some flounder.

You mean that doctor actually speaks.

Knowing him,
it's probably a bill.

Huh.

Dearest Whitestar.

The pleasure of your
company is requested by Dr. Sin Do.

Dress for dinner.

How about that, Angel?

You carve up the turkey and
Whitestar gets to eat.

Personally, I think I got
the best end of the deal.

Talk about your blind dates.

A few words of
advice before you enter.

Speak only when spoken to.

Respond to the good doctor
as he expects you to respond.

You have a great opportunity at your grasp.

Do not make an error
in your judgment.

Asshole.

Oh, you startled me.

I am Dr. Sin Do.

I am...

hungry.

I trust you are enjoying
your stay here on my island empire.

Impressive.

Definitely impressive.

Words I might add also suit you.

Quite well.

I watch every newcomer.

Create interest...

searching for... a spark.

In you I see this,

elusive spark.

Why, thank you.

You're not having any?
- Oh, I'm afraid my diet is...

special.

Can't say that I blame you.
Not a very good year.

Oh, you.

- Come on.
- Come on.

Hi.

These caves must go on for miles.

Yeah. A great place to
shoot a horror movie.

Except these horrors...

are for real.

- Oh Angel, how could any human...
- Shh.

I don't think we're dealing
with anything human here.

Prager.

I didn't do anything. But I'll do it
while she's still looks a woman.

You've already taken care of look.

I just want my pleasure.

Before we leave, this place
is gonna run red with blood.

What about King Kong?

Whitestar's got dibs on the ape.

Come on, let's get back.

I've been with many beautiful
women during my long life.

But... you are among
the most exquisite.

Thank you, I'm honored.

Do not misunderstand me.

I see that you have worked
hard to master your... skills.

This is good.

Can't say the same about the wine.

With you now, the competition
is over.

You have won the
right to remain here,

forever at my side.

Pity the losers.

I will reward you
with great wealth.

Great secrets.

Behold.

Behold...

Behold the face of the Gorgon!

Where's Whitestar?

You are about to
enjoy a rare privilege.

Dr. Sin Do will address you personally.

Film at 11.

Last night's began with tranquility,
much like a calm sea,

then a shark appeared.
Killing my guards, violating my empire.

Up til moments ago, I had been...
asking questions of this intruder.

With no satisfactory answers.

No matter.

He has inadvertently brought
with him the ultimate treasure:

The Eyes on Avatar!

Bring on the intruder.

It's Rick!

I am the Master.
But I serve one darker and greater.

We are all in his service.

For him, I have developed a
great device of ultimate power.

Tomorrow, when the Eyes of
Avatar are put in place,

we shall control the mightiest
weapon ever known.

Death to this intruder shall signify
the beginning of the end.

Those who do not bow
before the dark one...

will be incinerated.

Miss Wolfe,

would you do the honors?

Bring this intruder to the brink of death!

And save the coup de grâce...

for me.

Hi, Kid, you forgot your purse.

Everything you said was true.

Yeah, I felt a lot of
good it does us now.

Nice outfit though.

Let's the match begin!

Now hit me.

C'mon, hit me.

- That's intense.
- Well, hit me—

You have to hit me in the nose?

What is this charade?!

If you do not fight in earnest,
my guards will finish you both!

Come on. Let's fake him out!

Alright, bloody nose and all.
Have it your way.

Ah, blood.

My favorite wine.

Here we go again!

This is all at fake!
Koro, kill them.

Gotcha!

- Bravo!
- Nice shot!

I guess he got the—

Come on girls, let's get 'em!

Get 'em!

This is not the best time to ask,

but if we get out of this,
do you wanna go steady?

I'll think about it.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Now let's say we waste that
paper hanging son of a bitch.

Ride on, general.

Huh! He's gone!

I told he wasn't immortal.

- He's gone after the secret weapon!
- Let's go.

I... shall return.

Take this!

Eat blessed a-do, skunk!

- Boss in?
- He is not to be disturbed.

Is that a fact.

Nighty-night fellas.

Well, Dr. Sin Do, I presume?

Or should we just
make it Mr. Lee Chuck.

Very drawl, Miss Wolfe.
But enjoy the moment.

It will soon be your last.

You're forgetting, Doc.

It's almost midnight.

And if you believe in
your own legend,

the same can be said for you.

I still have five minutes.
Enough time to make my daily quota.

Plenty of time to make your
death my greatest work of art.

Alright.

Now I'm mad.

Ha!

You can't kill me?
No one can.

- My good God...
- No, my good God!

That does it.

Oh, shit!

- You're becoming tedious.
- Is that a fact.

The time has come to
stop playing games.

You could have had
immortality at my side.

You could have become the devil's
handmaiden here in my empire.

You chose to throw the riches
of the universe in my face.

That's a face?

Your folly will cease with a
revelation of my ultimate weapon.

With it, I will conquer the earth.

In my last 60 seconds,
I will reclaim my life everlasting.

I will use your soul to
make me one of the undead.

Skip the curtain.
I'll take what's in the box.

The Eyes of Avatar are already in place.

The destructive power of the
laser cannon will be unmatched in history.

Observe.

Oh...

And now...

your turn, my dear.

You'll never get away with it!

Get ready to meet your maker, Wolfe!

Hold it, Doctor!
Your reign on earth is over!

That remains to be seen, girl!

No!

Oh...

Now, where was I?

Absolutely nowhere, Do!

Score one for our side.

- You all right?
- Am I glad to see you.

Yeah just in the
nick of time, huh?

Ohh...

Come here.
Put up your dukes!

I'll mortalize ya!

That man just does not
know when it's over.

Argh!

Maybe is not.

Look!

Uh oh!

I'm going topside to throw an
official sanction on this whole thing.

Okay.

I'll be right up.

How's it hanging, fella?

Did you forget something, hon?

Yeah, hon... this!

Nice try, Prager, for a wimp!

You burned me once...

never again!

Angel, you alright?!

What the hell is cooking?

You wouldn't believe it.

You got that right, Kemosabi.

- Let's blow this barbecue.
- Yes.

Come on!

Come on.

That's it. Right there.
Go right on the back.

- Well, he wanted hell on earth.
- And he's getting it too.

- Yeah.
- And how!

- That's my life, paleface.
- Gals, get in there.

Angel, this could be the start
of a beautiful friendship.

- You're really something.
- Eh.

Oh! Damn it all, you
had to hit me in the nose!

You sure you can fly this thing?

You're talking to the
world's number-one air ace.

- How long have you been flying?
- How long can you tread water?

I shall return.

Is that a fact!