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I only hesitated bringing it to you, Mr.

Zeider, because it's not one of a kind.

I told you I'm not interested in

replicas, however cleverly they're done.

Good lord, it's not a replica, Mr.

Zeider. What I meant was that the

companion piece to this one, which is

owned by the royal family. Of what

country? Why, of England, of course. Of

course.

Willie.

Maureen.

What else have you to show me today,

Mrs. Brent?

Comes rather special. There's only one

of these in the entire world, Mr.

Zeider. Interestingly enough, it was

commissioned by the Empress Dowager in

1854, and then later presented to the

King of Portugal in 1866.

Mr. Zeider,

would you excuse me, please?

Min Lo Chan has just left for New York.

New York? Are you positive? I'm

positive. My man just saw him get on a

plane. How could they let him leave the

mainland with those charges against him?

Supposedly, there's a witness in New

York that can prove that Min is

innocent.

If he's found innocent by that people's

court,

then he'll award the contract for the

construction of the steel mill in

Shandong to the Canadians.

However,

if he's found guilty,

or if he never leaves New York,

then

his assistant will take over, and my

company is certain to get that contract.

It's a $1 billion contract, Mr. Evans.

As much as I'm opposed to violence, Min

Lo Chan must

die in New York.

I just can't get over it.

What is that, Jonah? We're the same age,

but who would ever guess that? Nobody,

that's who.

You look very distinguished, my friend.

Oh, distinguished, yes. But I can't get

over how much younger you look.

We went to college together. Did he ever

tell you that? Yeah. I got better grades

than he did, dated prettier girls than

he did. Uh-huh. That's not quite true.

Of course. Some of the time, I was even

voted by my club as the man most likely

to succeed. And you have, impressively.

Yeah, I've got a few newspapers and

such.

But you, you're not only younger looking

than I am, but you're the Minister of

Industrial Development for China. And

I'm still just a newspaper man. You are

too modest, Jonah.

Well, how was lunch? Very nice. Is the

afternoon paper out yet? It's on your

desk. Good. Would you mind showing Emily

around the plant while Min and I have a

little chat? Oh, I'd be glad to.

I'll just get someone to cover the

phones, and then I will give you the VIP

tour. You're very kind.

Most flattering. It's my pleasure.

Sit down. Sit down, then.

Well, there are many things that I'd

like to ask you about China,

but I hardly know where to begin.

I'll tell you anything you want to know.

But first,

may I impose on our friendship? Anything

you want, just ask for it. It's a large

favor, and it's for me personally.

Min, as I've gotten older, I've become a

quite a grump,

and if there's anything I lose patience

with, it's beating around the bush.

Back in 1946,

before I came to this country, I was an

agent for the Chinese army.

You were a spy?

One day,

when we were in the region north of

Peking,

this man came to me

with the news that the US Marines

stationed in Tsingtao would like to meet

with me.

He was a school teacher with a good

reputation.

So, I met with the Marines,

three of them.

They wanted to know the size of the army

that was marching on Peking, the number

of tanks and armored vehicles, for which

they would pay me $10,000.

An offer that I presume you refused. Of

course I refused, and that was the end

of it, until a few months ago.

Jonah,

can you help me find those three

Marines?

Well,

1946,

that was that was a long time ago, but

I guess if I contact some of my friends

at the State Department No, your

government must not know about this. But

Min, if I check the State I can't take

the risk, Jonah. There are people in

your government who would like to see me

convicted of the charges that will be

brought against me.

Charges?

I will be charged with having sold

secret information of the Chinese army

to the US Marines.

And I will also be charged with having

robbed

and killed the Chinese school teacher

that brought us together.

If you are thinking

that you don't want to be involved,

I understand.

Min, you were always very good at

calculus in college and chemistry and

physics,

but as I recall, you were never very

good at reading minds.

I know you.

I know you're not a thief.

I know you're not a murderer.

Of course I'll help you if I can.

Thank you, Jonah. Now, how will finding

these three ex-Marines help you?

They know that I'm innocent.

They're the only ones who could give

testimony to the board of inquiry in

China. I see.

So, all I've got to do is to locate

three ex-Marines without involving the

State Department, and I think I've got

it.

Peter Parker did a feature story about a

Marine officer a few weeks ago.

Maybe he's got an in.

Give me Peter Parker.

Major Collins?

Peter, How are you? Just great. Listen,

I need your help unofficially.

Okay.

Now, this could save a man's career,

maybe even his life. I need to know the

names and whereabouts of those three

Marines.

That's the only clue in this picture?

No, I know that they were all in North

China together. They were in Tsingtao,

China in September of 1946.

Their mission was to buy secret military

information about Mao's army.

That's better.

I see you need it. Yesterday.

How about tomorrow?

That would be beautiful.

Oh, it's also very important that this

inquiry not be traced back to my

newspaper or anyone on it. Hmm, Peter.

Major,

please trust me.

Okay.

You were straight when you wrote that

article about me.

So, you'll call me tomorrow with their

names and last known whereabouts? Right.

At Tsingtao, China, September 1946.

Sorry, just a little information.

Who else is in the house with them?

Housekeeper and a cook.

I'm still

suffering from jet lag. You need a steam

bath.

Dry steam. Works for me every time. What

I need is some sleep.

You guys figure out some genius plan to

knock off the old guy, will you?

I want to take a nap.

Okay, the first name on our list is

Jonathan Fleming.

I appreciate your help very much, Mr.

Parker. Well, I didn't do much. My

friend at the Marine Corps got these

names for me. Now, Mr. Min, I want you

to understand that we may have nothing

at all on these men here, but if we

don't, we'll just look elsewhere.

It seems strange being here in this

morgue, as you call it,

trying to find three men who, for all I

know, may be dead.

Okay.

Faber.

Elmore Fine.

Excuse me for a minute, please.

I can't imagine that a man even got

inside the building.

Well, there's nothing more we can do

here.

We've got the gun, we've got the man.

The only thing we're missing is a

motive. Are you uh

you absolutely certain there's nothing

you can tell me, Mr. Min?

He just got here 3 days ago, Lieutenant.

He's on a goodwill trip. I should be in

this country for more than 30 years.

Okay. There will be a complete set of

pictures and the story about the

mysterious gunman on the front page in

the next edition.

Well, if Spider-Man shows up,

tell him I need him as a material

witness.

Otherwise, I can only book the guy for

possession of a deadly weapon, and I can

hardly hold him very long on a charge

like that.

I'll be in touch.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Kill the story.

I beg your pardon? You heard me. I said

kill the story about the gunman stalking

through the morgue while Min was here.

And I don't want anybody talking about

it, you understand? Yes, sir.

Thank you, Jonah. You're welcome.

And that goes for you, too, Parker. This

never happened.

Well, I understand, but let's be honest,

there were only two people down here in

this morgue, and the gunman obviously

wasn't coming after me. Mr. Min, it

seems to me like you need

round-the-clock police protection.

You're absolutely right, Peter, but I

can't afford to attract that kind of

attention.

My superiors will hear about it. Your

government will hear about it.

No, I guess I just have to be more

careful. I don't think you understand.

Just drop it, Parker.

Perhaps I should stay at home more.

Peter, when you collect the information

about the three men,

will you please come over to my niece's

house?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

I'm a little tired, Jonah. Would you

mind getting me a cab?

Certainly.

This is Mr. Evans. What happened to my

call to Hong Kong?

No, I do want you to call me back. Try

it now.

I'll hold on.

Put the boss on, will you?

Evans calling you, sir.

Yes, Mr. Evans.

We almost got him, but Spare me the

details, Mr. Evans.

When you going to try again?

Tomorrow.

Then call me tomorrow. It was a lot

harder than I thought it was going to

be, Mr. Zeider.

You see, he's gotten involved with one

of the newspapers,

and I think they're going to get him

police protection.

I don't want to hear the sordid details,

you understand?

Yes, sir. Just do it.

Let me know when it's done.

That's all he says, "Just do it."

Who does he think I am?

His highly paid, trained bear.

Very funny.

Hey, listen.

We're going to need another guy.

Woolsey's going to be the slammer for a

while, so we're going to need someone.

Okay, but this time get me somebody

who's smart, will you?

You got it.

So, you've got nothing to tell me, huh?

Well, where shall I begin?

I was born of average parents in a small

Hamlet nestled in the Poconos Mountains.

Peter. It was all woods, green, forests,

streams.

It was wild corn. It was Indian country,

you see. And there were signs all over

the place of this Um, the robbery or the

shooting or whatever it was that

happened in the Bugle Press Room

yesterday. I heard all about it from

Lieutenant Olson.

Yeah, well, we killed that story.

I know. Why? To save a man's life,

Julie. What man?

Just skip it, okay? Yeah, well, level

with me and I might. Look, I just don't

think it would be safe for you to know

about this. You're sounding ridiculously

melodramatic and I'm sick of you

protecting me, Peter. Well, some ladies

like to be protected.

Well, tell me the truth and let me

decide if I want to be protected or not.

We've been through a lot together.

Yeah, I know.

Have I ever let you down?

I mean, have I ever breached a

confidence? If you've told me to lay off

a story and I've agreed to, have I ever

gone back on my word?

Okay.

The man who was captured is probably an

assassin.

I don't know, Uncle. Perhaps you're

putting too much trust in Mr. Jameson

and his people.

One can only trust whom one trusts.

Now, Uncle, you're getting very Chinese

on me.

Very well, my American niece.

Whom do you trust?

My family.

You, of course.

And

and no one else.

When you get older,

when you fall in love,

when you have to depend on other people

besides your family,

then you'll be more trusting.

Perhaps.

Hold it.

Well, give them a minute to get

comfortable.

Mr. Min.

Emily.

Thank you for coming, Peter.

Yes, well, I got information on each of

the three men. Now, it's not very

up-to-date, but at least it's a start.

Very good.

Emily, Peter will surely have some tea.

Oh, yes, thank you.

Uncle, were you expecting someone?

Will you please pour the young man a cup

of tea?

All right, honey.

Kiss your uncle goodbye.

All right.

Get everybody out of here but the old

man.

Get him.

That yo-yo jumped out the window.

Well, we got what we came for.

Get the ladies out of here.

I'm not leaving my uncle. Better do as

they say. No.

I'm not going to cooperate with these

killers. Who said anything about

killing?

All we want to do is ask him a few

questions. You tried to kill him

yesterday and if it WEREN'T FOR LLOYD.

CALL THE POLICE.

WHO ARE YOU? HE'S SPIDER-MAN, UNCLE.

Thank you.

I want the police. It's an emergency.

Emily.

Emily, what happened to your uncle?

You can see. What, did he have a heart

attack? Leave me alone.

But, Emily, I He's an old man who left

him. You ran away.

No, no, no, I ran to get THE YOU RAN

AWAY.

I realize how upset you are, but Leave

her give her a break.

I didn't know your uncle had a weak

heart.

You're a coward. You left us to be

killed. I never want to SEE YOU AGAIN.

HEY, UH

SHE UH SHE'S JUST UPSET. SHE'S SCARED.

LISTEN, PETER, I have to get a

description of that third man from you.

The one who got away. I got it from the

young lady, but she was so upset

Peter.

Peter.

Rita took Lou Stemple. I'd like you to

take this guy. His name is Martin

Fulmer.

And I'll take Jonathan Fleming. Hmm, if

I find Fulmer, you want me to interview

him? No, just stick to the telephone.

You see, the people who tried to kill

Min also have these men's files.

Just try to find them and once you do,

let me know as soon as possible. How

long do we have?

I don't know. It'll be a race to see who

finds them first.

Now, I told Rita that we should all get

together tomorrow afternoon and see what

we've come up with. So, why don't you

meet me here outside my building, okay?

Okay.

That's it.

How is Mr. Min?

I don't know.

Did you check with the hospital?

No.

Look, thanks a lot for helping out with

this. I'll see you tomorrow, okay? What

about their fingerprints? Is there a way

to find these guys? I already got the

fingerprints from the Marine Corps. I

gave them to Lieutenant Olson. He should

have something for me in the morning.

Peter, it's not your fault that Mr. Min

had a heart attack.

Yeah.

Peter, it sounds to me like his heart

attack was caused by the strain of those

guys busting into the house waving guns

around.

Emily blames me for running away. To get

the police.

Peter.

Good night.

Emily.

It's only because I have to prevent

anyone from knowing that I'm Spider-Man

that I ran away.

You're a coward. You left us to be

killed. If only I could tell you. I

never want to see you again. I didn't

know you had a bad heart, Mr. Min. If I

had known, I

I wouldn't have run away. I swear I

wouldn't have run away.

Excuse me.

Min low chance room, please. 944.

How is Emily?

The doctor says it's too early to tell.

I mean, is he conscious?

Oh, yes, he's conscious.

And sweet as always.

And furthermore,

you've turned this into some kind of

cheap farce with your fumbling. Mr.

Zeider, I told you he had a heart

attack. A bad heart attack. How do you

know that? One of my men had a few

drinks with one of the nurses who was

taking care of him. He's in a bad way. I

want him dead.

I I know. We're working on a plan.

He'll never leave the hospital alive. If

you ever expect to set foot in Asia

again, you will not fail. Believe me,

Mr. Sider. I won't fail. What about the

photographs of those Marines? The men

obviously is trying to locate the

Marines in the pictures.

They're probably involved in the charges

of corruption against him.

You better find them before he does and

then persuade them not to cooperate.

It'll be expensive. I want that contract

to build the steel mill in Shandong. I

don't care about the expenses.

Don't you understand that by now?

Okay.

And what about the newspaper

photographer? He's obviously trying to

help men find those men.

Get rid of him. I'll take care of

everything. Goodbye.

You get in that hospital ward and figure

out the best time to hit the old man.

Bertino,

you and I have got to go and arrange to

buy some confidential computer records.

Then I want you to wipe out that

photographer. His name is Peter Parker.

Professor Dent?

Hi, I'm Peter Parker. I'm a graduate

student in physics, but I took one of

your courses in Far East history.

Yes. Well, if you have a couple of

minutes, I'd like to talk to you. I have

a dental appointment.

Have to be brief, I'm afraid. Well,

thank you. You know, I remember so much

about your course. It really made an

impression on me. I Not exactly sure

why, but it did. Really?

Yes. I've been working for a newspaper

for the last year or so.

I've encountered some really fascinating

people and interesting stories. It's

amazing, you know.

Some of them are funny.

Some of them are not so funny.

Yes.

I still have another minute, Mr. Parker.

Was there anything else you wanted to

say?

Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. Um

Problem is, I just don't know how to say

it.

Well,

perhaps some other time. It's about

Menlo Chen.

The Chinese gentleman you were with in

North China in 1946 when you were in the

Marines and your name was Jonathan

Fleming, which is your real name now.

I'm not trying to invade your privacy.

You already have. This very important.

Please let me explain. I'm just going to

pretend

we never had this conversation.

You understand?

That should only get you 5 to 10 years

for assault with a deadly weapon. No big

deal. What will it take to get me loose,

Spider-Man? Oh, you're not going

anywhere, pal. I can't afford another

felony.

Is that a fact? I meant it.

They get me on another rap with a gun

and I'm gone forever.

You work for the guy who tried to kill

the Chinese minister, right?

When are they going to try to kill him

again? Ask me something else, anything

else.

They're going to get him in the hospital

tomorrow night.

Okay, now I need to know names and where

I can find them.

Don't ask me that.

They'll get me in whatever jail they put

me in and they'll kill me. You're right.

What are they going to do about the

three ex-Marines?

Two guys are going to pick up some

microfilm in the Brooklyn Subway Museum

tomorrow at 4:30.

The microfilm will tell my boss where to

find the Marines. Okay.

I'll tell the police you were very

cooperative.

Cooperative.

Emily, I think we I don't care what you

think. Even though my uncle agreed to

it, I will not permit it. But the doctor

said that it was okay to move him. It's

too dangerous. He's had a bad attack.

I don't want him to die. Look, I am

telling you I am Excuse me, folks.

They are planning to try to kill him

here tomorrow night. How do you know

that?

From Spider-Man.

Spider-Man told you?

Yes, we're friends.

It's true, they are.

The Bugle's got lots of stories and

photographs just because of Peter's

relationship with Spider-Man.

Well, I don't see what you and he have

in common, but I don't doubt the two of

you.

Now is it settled?

The Bugle can print the story of Men's

death on the front page of tomorrow's

afternoon edition?

And so will the Register.

Believe me, it's the best way to keep

him alive. Then early tomorrow, the

doctor will move him to surgery and from

surgery we'll have him transferred into

a private hospital. Is that okay?

All right. If you two are willing to do

that, I see no reason why I should

oppose it. Good. Let's go and tell your

uncle that we're all in agreement.

I appreciate you two announcing my

death.

I do think it will keep me alive.

I'm sure of it, sir.

Peter,

Emily,

I want you both to make me a promise.

Whatever you want.

What, uncle? No matter what happens,

I want you two to trust each other.

I don't think

And I want your promise

that you two work together

to find the men who can clear me.

I so

Peter,

Emily agrees. How about you?

Of course.

Very well.

I will gratefully provide whatever money

necessary

for you two to take the Marines to China

so that they can testify in my behalf.

Then it's settled.

Rest well, my friend. Uh Jonathan.

Thank you.

Go for the film right after the tourist

train gets in.

Welcome to the New York City Transit

Exhibition. Right this way, please.

We have some very interesting exhibits

for you. If you will follow me to the

upper level, we will begin our tour of

70 years of progress, not only in subway

cars

but early photographs

Got him.

Lowe come back. The train will finish

him.

Hi, Herman. Hi, Mr. Parker. How are you?

I'm all right. Can I have a talk,

please?

Come on right up.

This afternoon's late edition. This

evening's early edition. Okay.

You girls want one? No, thanks.

What's the matter? I

It's bursitis.

Thank you.

Well,

this ought to keep Mr. Min safe for a

little while, anyway. Now, all we have

to do is hope that they read the papers.

Okay, so what did you two find out about

our ex-Marines?

Sorry, Peter, but Lou Stemple is dead.

Killed in an industrial accident about 3

years ago in Cleveland, and I couldn't

track down any of his living relatives.

Well, what I got was slightly better,

not a lot, though. Martin Fulmer is in

the intensive care unit of a Veterans

Hospital in Florida. You're kidding.

Well, how's he doing? Well, he'll be out

of intensive care in a week or 10 days,

but then it's bed rest for a couple

weeks at least. He almost died on the

operating table.

Oh, great.

So, that leaves us with Jonathan

Fleming, who's going under the name of

Roderick Dent. Oh, he's alive and well,

all right. But he ran like a bandit when

I confronted him.

Do you think he'd be more receptive to

two ladies?

I'll tell you what, if I strike out with

him tomorrow, he's all yours. He's your

only hope. You've got to get him to

cooperate.

I know.

Well, where's the microfilm?

Spider-Man got it.

You idiot. Have you any idea how much it

cost to get that microfilm?

it and I

And you blew it? Somebody tipped him

off. Uh, don't give me that.

I'm going to teach you to blow a gig for

me.

Bang.

You're dead, Joe.

What's going on? This is what's going

on.

So? So, I'm going back to Hong Kong a

hero, that's what. Then Lowe Chan is

dead. I'm taking a plane tomorrow night.

While I'm gone, you guys tail that

newspaper photographer just to make sure

there's nothing funny going on.

I know this is hard for you, sir. What

you said before is true. I am invading

your privacy, but I I am not interested

in anything that you have to say.

I just thought that if you knew that a

man's career, I mean, his whole life was

at stake,

that you might be willing to cooperate.

You thought wrong, Mr. Parker.

I'm not trying to blackmail

Goodbye, Mr. Parker.

Wait just a minute.

leave me alone.

I happen to know that you stole the

$10,000. I also know that you killed the

Chinese school teacher. I know that you

were court-martialed, that you spent 2

years in jail, and that you received a

dishonorable discharge.

Look, I'm I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hit you like that.

Doesn't make any difference.

You have got to help me. I mean, you

just have to help me.

That's ironic.

That's very ironic.

What? What is?

The exact words I said to my buddy back

in China.

I told him that he knew I didn't kill

that teacher.

That he had to help me.

Wait a minute. Are you saying you did

not kill the Chinese school teacher?

That's right, Mr. Parker.

My buddy,

Lou Stemple,

stole the money and shot the teacher.

Lowe, he planted some of the money in my

belongings.

Just enough so they made a case against

me.

Like you, no one else believed me.

Well, I admit it is difficult to

believe.

And your buddy Stemple is dead, so

you can't ask him, now, can't we?

I have proof now, but it's just a little

late.

What do you have? When Lou Stemple died,

he sent me a letter.

He was a religious man, it seemed.

And in the letter,

he confessed.

He killed the teacher and stole the

money.

Asked my forgiveness.

I even wrote him back,

forgiving him.

You imagine that?

Forgiving him.

And you say that you have this letter

that Stemple wrote you? Yeah.

Suppose I'll save it until I die.

You know, he

he sent a photograph of the teacher and

his wife and kids.

Some reason, Stemple kept it, God knows

why.

Oh,

if you have the letter and a photograph,

and with your testimony,

you just might be able to help Mr. Min.

Now, will you try?

If the

Chinese would believe neither Min nor I

killed the teacher,

then maybe, just maybe, the Marine Corps

would believe it, too. My newspaper will

back you on that. You know they will.

I

I'd like to remove that stain from my

record.

My life.

It really would.

Gypsy fading.

Where's Mr. Zeider?

Yes.

It's done.

So, the newspaper photographer and Min's

niece are coming to Hong Kong with that

ex-marine. I don't see what you're so

upset about. Min is dead. That's what I

was supposed to do, wasn't it? See that

he never returned from New York alive.

Well, okay. Died of a heart attack

instead of a bullet in the head, but

he's dead. That's what you wanted.

That's what you've got.

And why do you suppose that the

photographer and Min's niece and the

ex-marine are coming here? I don't know.

Come on, Mr. Evans. Make a stab at it.

Well, to clear his name. So, that the

ex-marine can testify to clear Min's

name. Very good, Mr. Evans.

Why would that be important to Min

in as much as he is dead?

I guess it's the Chinese thing about

honor and keeping one's name clean for

the ancestors and he

What are you laughing at? He's laughing

at your ignorance, Mr. Evans. That's

what he's laughing at.

You've lived in China for years and you

don't know a thing about the Chinese.

But, it's in the paper. I mean, you can

see it. The photographer works on paper.

Photographer

and Min's niece and an ex-marine are

coming to China

to vindicate Min.

And then, Mr. Evans

Min Lo Chan will mysteriously return

from the dead

and take over as Minister of Industrial

Development and I will lose the contract

to build the steel mill.

I made some inquiries.

Is your funeral

the body was not returned to China.

You have been had, Mr. Evans.

Min Lo Chan is about as dead as you are.

Well, the newspaper photographer They're

going to see me so

I guess Chung better tell them.

Good idea, Mr. Evans.

Get rid of the ex-marine or anybody else

who tries to stop you. Make it look like

an accident. Cuz the Hong Kong police

are not as inefficient as they are back

in the States. Yes, Mr. Zeider.

Do not fail this time, Mr. Evans.

Cuz if you do the Hong Kong newspapers

will carry an account of your violent

death.

This time it'll be true. I guarantee

you.

I'm going to pick the kung fu men

myself. They're my men. I'll pick them.

My life depends on this gig coming off

right. I'm going to make sure that we

get guys that kill first and think

later.

Pan American flight 687 now arriving at

gate 11.

That's me.

I'm what? I Emily Lu Chan.

We are to meet my uncle's cousin at a

nearby temple. Now, wait just a minute.

Now, your uncle didn't say anything

about meeting anybody anywhere. It must

have been an afterthought. Peter, you

keep suspicious. We're in Hong Kong, not

New York City.

She's right, Peter.

He's a famous general from ancient

Chinese history, General Hong.

The tamer of dragons.

Beautiful.

Uh this is my uncle's cousin, Liu Chi

Shan.

Are you sure he is who he says he is?

You've never seen him before.

Apparently, my uncle sent this along

with a letter.

There'll be a 2-day delay before you can

be taken across the border. Red tape.

My first time I've ever been delighted

about red tape.

Now there's time to see Hong Kong again.

Well, we'll see. Like I told you, the

danger is not over until I agree to

come. And I'm going through with what I

said I would.

But, don't start telling me I have to

spend the next 2 days in a hotel room.

These two men will keep us company for

the next 2 days and keep us in Hong

Kong.

Thank you.

Let's go.

I feel so strange being here.

Good, but strange.

Like

coming home to a home I've never seen

before.

Were your parents born here? No, in

Shanghai.

But, even though this is a British

colony, it's still China. And that's

what feels like home.

I was 18 when I was here.

Hong Kong was all people and rickshaws

and bicycles.

Harbor was filled with junks.

Of course, they weren't motorized then.

You know, even though we've got these

two guys guarding us, I really think we

should stay away from crowds as much as

possible. In Hong Kong? Are you kidding,

Peter? Well, you know what I mean. We

are so close now. I I just don't want to

blow it.

Look at that skyline, will you?

I don't think any of those buildings

were here when I was here.

It is quite beautiful, don't you think,

Peter?

Yeah.

It sure is.

Just promise me you won't sneak off by

yourself, that you'll stay with us and

the guards.

Okay, pal. You got a deal.

You get a good night's sleep tonight.

Cuz at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow, we are all

going sightseeing.

They still come out here every morning,

just like they did.

Graceful, isn't it?

It's a lot prettier than jogging.

I wish I knew how to shadow box.

You don't need that hand right now.

Oh, it's all good. Very, very good hand.

I think prayer, they shake the sticks

until one falls out. Now, each stick has

a number.

The number on the stick helps provide an

answer to their prayer. But, that has to

be interpreted by the soothsayer. Is

this a Buddhist temple or Taoist?

A palace, but the line between two of

them are often unclear. Well, let's have

a look around some more, and then how

about some lunch? All right.

And then, the Aberdeen Street Market.

Afterwards, I think we should go right

back to the hotel. I really think we

need to rest.

I vote for that.

Okay, it's a deal.

Well, what'd you find out? We're going

to have lunch, then to the Aberdeen

Street Market. You earned your money.

You're through for the day.

Now, Taoism is a beautiful religion.

Their gods live among the stars.

Their supreme deity is called the Jade

Emperor or Yuk Wong.

Professor Fleming forgets I did take one

of his classes. Now, there are three

special star gods, the gods of

happiness,

prosperity, and long life. You do have a

good memory. Well, you made the course

live for me. It would be hard to forget.

There it is.

The Aberdeen Market.

I don't know, Mr. Fleming. It looks like

it would surely be easy for us to get

separated in there. Nothing to worry

about, I tell you.

No, I guess you're right. I worry too

much.

Here we have some fabrics that are just

absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful fabrics.

Congratulations, Evans.

Now, uh

how are you going to dispose of the

professor?

Whatever you say.

But, I don't want him traced to me.

Let's not get careless.

Why don't I take him to a farm in the

New Territories? No one knows him there.

He can have a quiet, peaceful grave

without anyone nosing around.

Good idea.

Okay?

That's the way I'll do it.

Fine.

Uh you wouldn't have really had me

killed if I didn't get the professor.

You know me better than that, don't you?

Sure.

I just had to ask you.

I understand.

Let me know when you finally finish the

job.

You bet.

What's that for? I'll explain it to you

later.

Fujia.

I'm being good. Glad I made this

addition.

This should help.

Yeah, well, along with these posters,

maybe the police now can get some leads.

Taxi.

Will you take us to the Wat Chai

helicopter pad, please?

I still don't understand why we need a

helicopter. To try TO FIND MR. FLEMING.

BUT HOW?

I DROPPED AN ELECTRONIC BEEPER IN HIS

POCKET. IT'S GOT A RANGE OF A HALF A

MILE. IF WE CAN PICK UP THE BEEPER'S

TRANSMISSION, WE CAN FIND FLEMING. LET'S

GO.

WHAT'S THAT?

It picks up the transmission from the

electronic beeper.

You're a newspaper reporter. What are

you doing WITH ELECTRONIC BEEPERS LIKE

THAT? I'm also working on my PhD in

physics. Electronic gadgets are sort of

my hobby.

You just want to crisscross the whole of

the island? That's right, and then do

the same thing over Kowloon.

Okay.

Still nothing from the beeper?

No, nothing.

Just turn for one more sweep, then I'll

have to go back to refill.

Mr. Zeider?

Evans.

We've got a problem.

Yeah, yeah, I know about the newspapers,

but the police have posters of Fleming

all over the place. They're all over the

walls here in Fanling.

We could have been seen. I don't like

it.

Okay.

I'll wait for your call.

Hey.

You want a beer or soda?

Your throat must be dry.

I'm confused.

You're kind to me before you kill me.

I'll die with mixed emotions.

Thanks, anyway.

All of this now is THE NEW TERRITORY.

ALL OF THIS NOW IS THE NEW TERRITORY.

It's working. We're closer to him.

Hello.

Yes, Mr. Zeider.

Must be down in one of those farmhouses.

You better find a place to set this

thing down.

Peter. Look, Emily, I've got this whole

thing figured out.

Yes, Mr. Zeider. We'll leave right now.

They're moving him to a junk at

Aberdeen. How are we going to get him

out without being seen?

There was a couple of wooden crates

outside that store where we bought the

beer. Yes. Go get one. We'll put him in

that.

Can you go there?

Here's what I want you to do.

We'll stay in touch on these. The pilot

will show you how to use it.

OKAY, BUT SHOULD WE TELL THE POLICE?

NO.

THERE ISN'T ANY TIME.

YOU LOOK CHINESE IF YOU DON'T SHOW YOUR

FACE. YEAH, I KNOW. That's the whole

idea.

I want you to get back UP IN THAT

CHOPPER. IF I need help, YOU'LL BE THE

FIRST TO KNOW.

PETER, where are you going? Fleming must

be in this village.

I'm getting very close. Peter.

Be careful.

Emily, something strange is going on

here. The signal seem to be getting

weaker.

It's like he's moving away from me.

The only thing that's near you that

moves that's moving away from you is

that van that just passed you.

Okay, pick me up where you dropped me

off.

Where's he headed?

Down to the tunnel.

That route is a long dead end at the

junction. I will let you know. Okay, get

me down. Quick.

Peter.

Thank goodness you're all right.

I feel like such a fool calling you a

coward like I did. I didn't realize you

were Spider-Man.

I'm so sorry, Peter. Never mind about

that. Where did they take the professor?

The doctor says you should rest for a

while.

Where?

Peter, may

Please, Emily, tell me now. Where is he?

We followed them to the Kennett Tower.

They took him in that wooden crate.

Okay.

Tell the doctor to please remove the

needles.

Have you lost your mind? It was the only

thing I could think to do.

So, you brought him here?

To my office? Spider-Man attacked us at

the Aberdeen Harbor. We stopped him, but

it created a lot of attention. Too many

people. I didn't know where else to

bring him.

Where's Cho?

He cut out. He's smart, not like you.

Where are the rest of the men? Outside

on the terrace.

Mr. Zider, it's Sunday. Nobody else was

in the building but the janitors. We had

the professor in a box. No one saw him.

No one was suspicious.

We'll wait

until dark.

Spider-Man, I didn't know you worked

outside New York.

I don't, usually.

Peter.

Emily.

How can I ever thank you for clearing my

uncle?

I was happy to be able to do it. Well,

we're in your debt. How is your uncle?

I spoke with him this morning. He's much

better, thank you.

So,

my secret is safe with you?

Of course. I won't tell anyone that

you're Spider-Man.

Anyway, I won't have anyone to tell.

I've

decided I should stay here and learn

what it means to be Chinese.

Yeah, I can understand that.

I'll miss you.

Pan American flight number two for San

Francisco now boarding at gate 14. Will

you ever come back to Hong Kong?

Well, I have a reason to now.

Gwen Stacy

J duckling.

Did I say that all right? Yes,

perfectly.

I shall always remember you, too.

Final call, please, for Pan American

Airlines flight number two departing for

San Francisco.

And I was shaking AT THE KNEES.

COULD I COME AGAIN, PLEASE?

YEAH, THE LADIES WERE TOO KIND.

YOU'VE BEEN

THUNDERSTRUCK.