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Wander.
This is the Green Hornet. I want to talk.
I got no talking to do.
What would we do?
Let's get him to the hospital.
Somewhere aboard there's $2,000,000 worth of narcotics,
and he's the only one that knows exactly where.
Another challenge for the Green Hornet, his aide Kato and their rolling arsenal the Black Beauty.
On police records a wanted criminal,
the Green Hornet is really Britt Reid,
owner publisher of the Daily Sentinel.
His dual identity known only to his secretary
and to the district attorney.
And now, to protect the rights and lives of decent citizens, rides the Green Hornet.
Things look normal enough.
But Dr. Thomas.
May I speak to the resident doctor, please.
I'm the resident.
I have a man here that needs some help.
You know...
I thought you were invented by someone,
for kicks.
You are the Green Hornet.
But not for kicks, doctor.
How did it happen?
He fell. Will he live?
I don't know, it looks like a concussion.
Miss Christy, have nurse Grace and meet me in emergency, and then call the police.
His name is Gus Wander. I'm sure the police will want to know that.
The police.
We got a fortune riding on a deal, and you're watching Batman?
That must be Wander.
Well, find out, stupid.
Wander?
No, it's Wolfe, let me in.
Where's Wander?
I'm asking you! He was supposed to be here a half an hour ago.
Is he called or anything?
No, he isn't called or anything.
"...We interrupt this program to bring you a special bulletin."
"Only moments ago the Green Hornet delivered a badly injured man to the Claiborne Hospital."
"He was identified as Gus Wander, a /transient/."
"Wander remains in a deep coma and under police guard."
"The Hornet was not, repeat, not apprehended. Further bulletins as the news develops."
I want Wander.
Kato?
Britt!
I heard the police bulletins in the car.
Where'd you ever find Wander? The last I heard, he was out of the country.
The Sentinel's Far East Bureau set me on to him.
They got a tip that 2 million in narcotics was leaving Hong Kong. Destination - USA.
And Wander was /in it/?
Up to his ears.
He sailed as an ordinary seaman aboard the freighter Sally Bell.
Why didn't you tell me? I would have had him picked up.
Because the Sally Bell didn't make it.
She was caught in a typhoon, abandoned by all hands.
She was picked up for salvage, that's where she is now.
Then the narcotics must still be aboard.
Exactly, but there are thousand hiding places. Wander's the only one that knows where.
If he lives.
I'll do what I can in that direction.
Here's the hospital number. Thank you.
Hello, this is the district attorney.
Let me speak with the officer guarding Gus Wander, please.
Yes sir.
Yes sir, this is officer Carmichael.
Will you find out if Gus Wander can be moved?
I'll have to ask Dr. Thomas.
I'll ring her.
Dr. Thomas doesn't answer, sir.
I'll go back and check with her.
Get up, put your hands up, lady.
Something's going on, I don't know what.
You harm the girl. I won't go with you.
Now look. .../mean/ that.
And if the man is still live, you need me.
Maybe you're right. Alright, leave her alone.
Let's get these two out of here.
Operator.
Operator, this is an emergency. Give me the police.
Sergeant, this is the district attorney.
I want you to send some units over the Claiborne Hospital, in a hurry.
Yeah, there's been an assault and a kidnapping.
Right.
I better get right over there.
Why, Frank? To pick up the pieces?
What do we do?
Well, the first thing we have to do, is figure out why somebody would want Wander enough to pull a stunt like this?
Two million in narcotics, that's a lot of money.
Who would have an operation big enough to handle a shipment of that size?
Bert Selden. Of course.
It has to be Selden. I'm gonna get right on him.
Wait a minute, Frank. He has the doctor. She'd be the first one hurt.
Yeah.
We play our cards right.
Let Seldon get the narcotics,
then we can catch him with his hands full, and dirty.
Let's roll, Kato.
All right, doctor.
Use that bag.
For what purpose? He's in a coma.
Then bring him out of it.
I want him to talk.
Now, doctor.
Check.
Who is it?
The Green Hornet.
I've got a proposition for Selden.
Alright, tell him to come on up.
Come on up.
Is that /any way/ to greet a future business associate?
What are you, some kind of magician?
It's a lot more practical than that, Selden.
There's a freight elevator that comes to this floor too.
The door was locked, but it wasn't as well covered as this one.
Shall we get on to business?
We've got no business with you.
Not yet, but you will have.
Two million in narcotics.
You've got the wrong party Mr. Hornet.
Ow?
Then I guess it's just a paternal interest you have in Gus Wander.
How is he, doctor?
Not good.
And that leaves it entirely up to me.
Meaning?
Wander's the only one that knows exactly where the shipment is,
I know the approximate location. That's a lot more than you do.
But if you're not interested?
Okay.
You're calling the shots.
How do we move?
We'll get Wander close to this stuff.
See if the doctor can bring him around. It'll save a lot of time. You can follow me.
Right.
Get Wander and the doctor down to your car.
Just a minute.
We'll split them up.
Their winning combination will both have half.
What's the matter Mr. Hornet?
Don't you trust me?
Only as far as I can see you, Selden,
and no farther.
I don't understand you, Bert.
How can you let the Green Hornet cut the action.
There's no action to cut yet. /If there is our luck/.
I'll hedge the bet.
Mobile operator,
connect me to 555-7767.
What are you doing?
Well, this looks like it. I'm hedging on my bet like I said I would.
Honey Boy?
I've got the job for you, Honey Boy.
Gus.
Gus, can you hear me?
Gus,
you aboard the Sally Bell.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Two men in masks
following me.
Gus, I wanted to send one of the boys with you, but...
you didn't trust me.
Gus!
All right, bring him out of it, doc.
That would've kept him under for hours.
Painlessly, and maybe giving him a chance to live he doesn't deserve.
What do we do?
Wait.
Maybe he'll come around again.
Carlo, get her out on the deck.
She bugs me.
Hmm...
Gus.
Gus, you've got to tell me where the shipment is.
So we don't have much time to get you and it off the ship.
Be-
Behind
Behind firewall
Behind firewall in the
Behind firewall in the engine room.
But how do we tell where, Gus?
We can't take you down there with us.
Half a dozen
Half a dozen incense...
inches over.
Are you through with him, Selden?
Yeah, yeah.
I, uh...
I got all I need.
Then we'll take care of him, and the doctor. We'll meet you in the engine room.
All right.
Let's go.
According to plan, we have 5 minutes to get out of here, after I signal Scanlon.
We're gonna make a move in about 5 minutes. Our target is a freighter named the Sally Bell.
Doctor, you either come with us willingly, or you'll be carried.
What's that?
That's Honey Boy.
Just keep on working on those screws.
2 minutes.
One man.
I've got him spotted. So do I, he's over by those crates.
I'll get him.
No, too much open ground.
Yeah, but we're running out of time.
What's going on here?
There, now it's coming.
Yeah, there it is.
It's here, alright.
Honey Boy had make a /choice all ours too/. Ha. Come on, let's get out here.
Alright, move out.
Little bit to the left.
That's it.
You could have gotten away, you know.
I know.
I would have offered you a ride home, but...
I suppose you'd feel safer with the police.
Not necessarily.
What's the matter, Mike?
It's a matter of principle.
Either we as a newspaper have it, or we don't. That's my position.
Oh, has somebody suggested we take a stand against motherhood.
Listen to this. This is an item bought and paid for to go into our personal column.
'Man in green mask. Urgent! You have immediate physical examination. Respond.'
Britt, that's an item directed to the Green Hornet!
There's no telling what message it conveys!
You're right, Mike. Turn it down, we can't be a party to that.
Mike,
on that narcotics thing. Wasn't there a doctor involved?
Hmm, Dr. Hannah Thomas. It says she doesn't know anything that happened, at any time.
Courageous lady.
Kidnapped /threat to/ her life.
Mike, we're gonna have the Sentinel give her a testimonial dinner.
Governor, mayor, plaque. I'll, ha-ha... say a few words.
'The selfless dedication of people like Dr. Thomas'.
Maybe a private little supper afterwards at your club.
Hey, that's a great idea.
Yeah, I suspected you'd like that.
Mike, follow up on that. I'm going to advertise it. Hmm.
That's a real good promotion idea the boss has.
Is she attractive?
Very. Brainy too. I'm surprised she let the Green Hornet get away.
/Don't comment on that/, Mike. She may get another chance.
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