All language subtitles for Game.Of.Death.1978.REMASTERED.720p.BluRay.x264-RedBlade

Wah!

Cut.

Ok, that's a print.
That was great, Billy.

Ok, everybody, get...

Eddie, get up there and see
what the hell's happening.

Billy, are you all right?

That thing crashed
exactly where you were.

I know. I know.

Watch it up there!

It was
an accident.

Ok, that's a wrap.

Great fight, Billy.
Really nice.

Be sure you get
tomorrow's call sheets.

And please...
don't get lost

on the way
to location.

Time is money,
gentlemen.

Time is money.
Time is money.

So, you got in here finally.

We haven't heard from you.

You know, I once knew a...

...super rock group
in London.

Called themselves
the Flight Crew.

Had brilliant potential.
Brilliant.

Yeah, but they
were very stubborn.

Their lead guitarist

lost a couple
of fingers one night.

Just like that.

Hands and feet have
been known to disappear.

Lights--they
fall out of the sky.

All kinds
of things happen.

A man...

has got to have all
of his parts to make it.

Don't you agree
with that, Billy?

Get the hell
out of here.

Oh, well.

It's, uh, getting
a little late.

We'll be sitting
right there

by the telephone,

just waiting
for you to call.

But patience--that's not
one of our virtues.

Don't be
a slow learner, Billy.

Oh, you shouldn't
have done that.

No, that was
a very big mistake.

♪ Will this be the song♪

♪ I'll be singing
tomorrow? ♪

♪ Will the piper
be paid for the tunes ♪

♪ That he played
by and by? ♪

♪ Is this the best rhyme ♪

♪ Major, minor,
one-in-one time ♪

♪ Or will the tune ♪

♪ Fall from favor ♪

♪ Forever? ♪

♪ A yesternight song ♪

♪ Of past times ♪

♪ Together ♪

♪ Will this be the song ♪

♪ I'll be singing ♪

♪ Tomorrow? ♪

I'm here
to take you to dinner.

Hey, Billy, can we
get spaghetti tonight?

We got
one more number

to get today,
Ann.

Thanks a lot, Charlie.

You're messing around
with my love life.

Boss upstairs?

Yeah.

You're looking
a little pale.

What you need
is a good nourishing meal,

something that
will stick to your ribs.

You beautiful...
you beautiful bastard.

I'll get you another one.

Dr. Land?

Dr. Steiner's here.
We're all next door.

Yes? What?
- Steiner is here.

Oh, we'll get right to it.

Good afternoon, Steiner.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

How was your trip
to New York?

Quite uneventful.

The heat was terrible.
God-awful.

Not much better here.
Humid.

So much
for the weather report.

I'm not the only one
who just arrived.

How about your trip
to Berlin, Stick?

It went pretty much
as you figured.

Now that, uh,
he's the big star,

I couldn’t
reason with him.

He said
he was pulling out.

Then he
threatened me.

Oh, my, my, my, my.

The rest of it
was in the papers.

That's when
he committed suicide, huh?

He just, uh, got up

and jumped
out the window.

Oh, my, my.

The merger
of S & S Records

with Globe
has been completed,

and construction has started

on the new record
pressing plant

in Buenos Aires.

But the more important,
the more immediate

is the oncoming
championship fight in Macau.

I know we're getting
worldwide press.

That and plenty more.

All the posters
have been approved

and the ad campaign.

Best one
we've ever had.

Looks good.
Looks great.

Besides the gate
and our TV rights,

it's generating the kind
of international betting

we'd hoped for.

We ought to turn over
about $30 million.

That was the computer's
readout as of today.

Yes, well, the fight's
only 3 weeks off.

I assume
your training

is going well, Carl.
You look fit.

I'll be ready.

We've got a little
problem in Detroit,

a couple of reluctant
ball players.

Hakim, think you can fly
to Detroit and handle that

and be back in time
for the fight?

Figure. It's done, man.

Also, I'm afraid

we're going to have to do
something about Billy Lo.

I was wondering about that.

I was going to ask
how that was going.

Well, he refuses to sign
our management contract,

but that's not
what bothers me now.

He's starting
to shoot off his mouth.

He's holding out.

Given him so many chances--

an amazing amount
of resistance.

And then there's
that girlfriend:

Ann Morris.

I went to talk
to her today.

Her last album
was on the charts

and is doing great in
Australia and France.

She says she wants
to talk to Billy

about her contract
before she signs.

Doctor, I think we ought
to squeeze a little.

Yeah, let's just

squeeze a little,

wouldn't you say?

Billy?

Yeah.

I had another visit today

from one
of those syndicate men.

Did he threaten you?

Well, not exactly.

I mean,
not in so many words,

but I knew
I was being threatened.

Billy, do you think
it's worth holding out?

I mean, I've heard some pretty
ugly things about those guys,

Ugly stories.

If we're stopped,
don't do anything

that will give them
an excuse to hurt you.

Ann, I love you,

and I don't
want you hurt.

Trust me
to handle this.

I would like Miss Morris to leave.

I'm afraid we can't
do that, Billy.

We're all
in this together.

Now, would you mind
stepping out of the car?

No matter what happens,

don't get out of the car.

You've got until tomorrow
morning to call us.

It's the last time we're
going to ask, Billy.

Billy!

No!

Billy.

Wah!

Please stop it!

Please don't!

Billy.

Billy!

He hasn't
got too much time.

You tell him that.

We want to hear from
him in the morning.

Billy, I’ve always
been straight with you.

You don't have
too many choices.

You and Ann
are nothing to them.

You're just
another piece of property,

just one
of a couple of thousand

of public personalities
that they own all of

or a piece of.

Seems like a good
thing at the moment.

They take care
of everything, your--

your booking,

your salary, your taxes.

If you need 5, 000 in your
pocket, you've got it.

It's later

that you start to realize
what it's costing you.

I don't have to remind you
about Charlie Wang.

We know the pressure
they put on him,

and we know they
called him in for a "talk."

Hyah!

The next day, he was
fished out of the harbor.

But going along with them
isn't much better.

You've come up
fast, Billy.

Pictures are grossing big
all over the world.

You're an international
celebrity,

and they smell
that money.

Thank you.

You can sign
with them

and live very well,
or you can defy them

and go
to the police,

which means you
won't live so well,

if at all.

Is it your advice
to let them own us?

No.

I just don't want to
write an obituary on you.

I like you too much,

which is my cue

to get my ass
down to the bureau.

I've got
a midnight deadline

for the States.

I can't allow it.

Lt is better to die
a broken piece of jade

than to live a life of clay.

Quit. You've got
enough money.

Tell them to go to hell.

I can leave this all behind.

I don't need this
if you don't need it.

There has
to be another answer.

I've got to find one.

The Chinese opera is in town.

Maybe see your uncle.

Yeah, he just got back.

I'll go to the theater tomorrow.
Good idea.

All three of them
are leaving the restaurant.

What should we do?

Don't lose them.

Alegandre,

from now on, I want you to coordinate

all your efforts with
the ad agency in New York.

And by the way, what are
the odds where you are now?

Well, then keep
the publicity going

about Carl’s rumored
sprained ligament.

Don't give the impression

that the fight's
going to be canceled,

just that he's in pain

and might be
at a disadvantage.

You got that?

Ciao.

The odds are a little
too heavy on Carl,

especially in London.

Good idea to even
that up a bit.

Oh, by the way,

what about Billy Lo? What--

He was told to
call earlier today.

He has the number to call.

Oh, do we know where
he is at this moment?

Well, we always know
where he is.

Well, then
a final warning,

Ok, Carl?

Yes, Pasqual.
You go with him.

Pasqual
loves to fight, yes.

Let me use your brush.
Thanks.

Billy, good to see you.

Hi, John. I'm glad you're back.

Your uncle
is in his room.

Billy. Come in, Billy.

Come in. Hey. Hey!

You go ahead.

It's good to see you, boy.
Sit down. Sit down.

We do not see you much

since you got to be
a big man.

Oh, yes, I know.

I've been running
for months.

Yeah, very busy, huh?

I heard that the syndicate
is after you.

You must be a big man.

How did you
know that?

It's
a small business.

I can't join them,

and I can't
be forced to join.

You have just
described a problem

as old as man.

You're not unique.

There is a solution

I do not think
you've considered.

When you get to the top,

you understand
how far it is to fall,

but if you think
very little of yourself,

then you can be pushed off

and fall very easily.

What is your opinion
of yourself?.

I believe I deserve
to be where I am.

I've worked
hard for it.

Then don't let them push.

They will never
let you rest.

You push.

You mean kill?

Integrity can be
an expensive thing.

What is the price
of your integrity?

What are you
willing to pay?

There is another
person as well,

a girl.

If I fight,
she may be hurt.

Send her away.

Do you need help?

I know some men
who can help you.

No.

You're not allowed
back here.

Get out! Get out!

Another message, Billy.

Chinese syndicate
wants to make sure

they're riding
with a winner,

so they're willing to
buy a little insurance.

A million and a half
dollars in cash

will be arriving
in Macau

just before the fight.

They're going to drop it

right on your doorstep.

Clean money?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, very crisp
and very clean.

The cash started out
in Nassau.

It's going through Tommy's
bank in Mexico City right now.

We're watching
its progress.

Fine. Fine.

Oh, Carl.

Yes, sir.

What about Billy Lo?

What's happened
there?

Nothing. Not a word.

He's not going to call.

Rebellion is contagious,
Doctor.

Let's close the book.

What an
unfortunate waste,

casting aside
his life like that.

What a pity.

Hello.

Hello, Ann. It's me.

Billy, where have you been?

I've been trying
to reach you all day.

I've been worried
about you.

I've been worried

about you, too,
darling.

Ann, listen
carefully.

I want you
to meet me

on the 6:00 ferry.

You'll find me

in the passenger
section.

Do you understand?

Ok. Billy,
are you all right?

Yes. To tell
the truth,

I feel
much better now.

Billy.

Billy, you've
been hurt.

It doesn't matter.

Ann, I want you

to go back to
the States for a while.

Leave you here?

I have to work
this problem out by myself.

It would only
be for a while,

a couple of months.

No way, Billy. I--

I can't do that.

Look, you can't help me,

but if you stay,
I can hurt you.

Maybe you
should change your name

and disappear for a while.

Only one scene left in this film.

I’ll be dropping
out of sight myself.

Billy, I can't
leave you.

What are you
up to?

Not a thing.

We have to separate.

Ann, I'd like to live
with you a long time,

you know?

Grow old together.

Ann, On Telephone:
It was very strange Jim.

Not like him,
very secretive.

It sounds like he's
made a decision to run,

which would be smart.

No, I don't think
he's running at all.

I think it's
just the opposite.

There was a determination
about him.

like he was going to fight.

Jim, I know
he has a call

at the studio
this afternoon.

Would you mind
meeting me there?

I'm really worried
about him.

Of course.
I'll be right over.

Stage 4.

Yeah. I got you.

David.

Yeah.

Keep it
together.

Cut.

Print it.

Ok, turn around,
guys.

Let's set up
for Billy's run.

Ok, move it along.

Get ready
for the reverse angle.

Let's go, fellas.

Gentlemen,
these are blanks.

Only aim upward.

There's a wad of paper
that comes out

and can injure someone.

We're ready for you,
Billy.

Ok.

I want you

to come running out
of the building like hell.

I'll cue the guns
on your leap,

and you do the fall, Ok?
--Ok.

Ok, let's
walk through it once.

Billy, over here.

What are you doing here?

Take her
to the airport, Jim.

Billy, something
isn't reading right.

Do you need help?

I'm going
to break it wide open.

The police
have got to get into it.

And when it explodes,
I don't want Ann here.

Get her on a plane.

Billy--

Please, Jim.

Here we go.

Everybody settle down.

Ready.

Ok, ready to roll.

Ok. This is a take.

Quiet, please.

Ok, roll sound.

Speed.

Action!

Waah...

Cut!

Hey, Billy, what's the matter?

Hey, what's happening here?

What happened?

What's wrong?

My, God! He's hurt.

Somebody call a doctor!

Don't just stand there!

The bullet fragmented

as it passed through
at an upward angle,

literally smashing

the bone structure
of the face.

What are his chances of
having a normal appearance?

There'll be extensive
structural changes,

a great deal
of scar tissue.

He'll be permanently
altered, of course,

but presentable,
in any case.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hey, Billy,

are you awake?

Yes.

I've been talking
with your surgeon.

The surgery
will be tomorrow.

This is a very
private hospital.

No one will know.

Good.

Then you still want to
go through with this?

Yes.

The only reason I've
considered this,

Mr. Lo, is
the simple argument:

Should you walk
upon the street,

undoubtedly
there will be

another attempt
upon your life.

Then you agree?

There'll have to be a complete
falsification of documents,

death certificate,

and somebody will have
to inform the press

you've taken a turn
for the worse--

Relapse. Then
there's the question

of a change
of identity.

A new identification

has already
been taken care of.

We should tell Ann.

No.

No one else must know.

If she knows,
she could be in danger.

A public funeral?
Open casket?

After all,
he is a celebrity.

Don't worry, John.

It'll be a very
believable funeral.

They have some
interesting people here.

It could be a story.

Miss Morris.

You're dead.

Come on, Ann.

Do you hear me?
You're dead.

Cool it.

Excuse us. Thank you.

Let us through. Easy.

Thank you.

No, Ann.

For $10, he could
have you killed.

Yes, I understand.
It's cheap.

I'm glad
you understand,

and I'm glad you're
pulling yourself together.

Oh, no. I'm not
going to cry anymore.

God knows

the police would
like to nail them...

but there's
no way to prove it.

Don't you understand
anything?!

Everybody looked at them,

but not one person
could see anything!

The gentlemen from the
Chinese syndicate

and the cash have
arrived in Macau.

Fine, fine. Now, you
sure it's a good idea,

us stopping
in the sanitarium

to see this Morris girl?

She's a very valuable
piece of merchandise.

And if we can bring
her into the family,

it will show all the
other would-be rebels

how complete
our control is.

You go ahead.
I'll see you later.

Hello, Mr. Marshall.

Hello, Doctor. How's Ann?

We're very pleased
with her recovery.

It's been, um...

long haul.

3 weeks?

Mm-hmm.

For a trauma
severe enough

to bring on
physical paralysis,

a 3-week recovery
is extremely good.

Oh, well, may
I go down to see her?

Absolutely.
If you hadn't come out,

I would
have called you.

She's ready to see
a familiar face.

You must understand

she's
still depressed.

Is it time to go in?

Hi, Annie.

Jim.

Oh, I brought you
a little present.

Oh, it's beautiful.

I hear nothing
but good things about you.

No lies?

No lies.

Would
a newspaperman lie?

Now I'm
getting worried.

But, Jim, actually, I'm
feeling a lot better.

Good.

At least I'm able to
deal with people now.

You know, maybe you
should get out of here,

go back to the States when
you're feeling better, hmm?

I've been thinking
about that, too,

but I
don't want to yet.

Not just yet.

But more
important than that,

I think we ought to try
to see for ourselves

what's going on
in her head,

what kind of a threat
she could be to us.

I don't want to
leave that to Carl

or to anybody else.

We're here.

There.

That's the newspaperman,

Jim Marshall.
You know, I've got

a hunch that
one of these days,

we're going
to have to cram

his typewriter
up his ass.

Oh?

The blonde.

Good afternoon,
Miss Morris.

We haven't
officially met,

but my name is Steiner.
This is Dr. Land.

How do you do,
Miss Morris?

We were informed
of your improvement.

Oh, you
are so beautiful.

Beautiful.

What do you want?

We were just passing by.

We wondered if we
could do anything for you.

Is there something
you might need?

There's nothing I need, Ok?

Your album is doing
very well on the charts.

It's going
to make lots of money.

We know,
Miss Morris,

what has happened--
the terrible strain

that you
have been under.

We hope
that possibly

we can
assist somehow.

You know, maybe get your
career moving again.

Get out!

There's nothing--

Get out!

It's Dr. Land's intention
to try to help you, Ann.

He could be very--

You murderers!

Get out of here.

Get out!

Get out of here!

Rude bitch.

Well, one rebel
begets another.

It's the Billy Lo
syndrome.

A virulent disease,

often terminal.

Stick, she seemed to know you.

Your face did
something for her.

Never met her.

We have to go to Macau.

We'll see about her
when we return.

Grr. Bitch!

What are you up to,
Billy?

I'm giving myself
a new face...

before and after.

Much better.

I've already
told you, Billy.

You're going to have
a normal appearance again.

You'll see.

Wait till tomorrow when
those bandages come off.

Please report
to the nurses' station.

Well, excuse me.

Dr. Ferguson, please report
to the nurses' station.

The new Billy Lo.

Mister,
can I hire you

to follow
that hydrofoil?

I won't
be able to stay with him

once they
get out of the harbor.

Those hydrofoils do 40 easy.

Where do you think
they're going?

I've seen that boat
in Macau a couple of times.

That's what I think.

Maybe we could get
a head start on them.

Well, it's only
an hour's ride in any case.

Macau.

Yeah.

I know who killed Billy.

Ann?

Yes. Jim,
I know who killed him.

I'm not sure
I heard you right.

What did you say?

They came to the hospital.

One of them
was at the shooting.

Look, Ann,

why don't you come in,
and we'll take it to the police?

Where are you?

Did you
leave the hospital?

Never mind. The police
aren't the answer.

Hey, mister,

is that the guy
you've been waiting for?

That's him.

I’ll make it worth
your while to wait for me.

You're not going to
rob a casino, are you?

I don't want to run
a getaway boat.

No, no.

Will you be here,
no matter how late?

I got nothing better going.

Parade, parade.
Damn. What the hell?

Can't we get out
of here somehow?

Back this thing up
or something.

There's a taxi behind us.

It will
be ending soon,

and they will move
to another street.

Give them the horn.

Let's get out of here.
Run over 'em.

Chinese gold.

They've been waiting for an hour.

We were held up

by a damn fool lion dance.

Oh, boy. Huh.

These characters.

Ah, well, well, well.

How do you do, Doctor?
Very nice seeing you.

And how are you? Sit down.

Well, maybe we don't
need to even count it.

Maybe we better.

See you both
at ringside.

Doctor.

Dr. Land.

Yes?

The money's all here,

every dollar.

I'd be surprised
if it weren't.

Where'd you come from?

Who are you?
How'd you get here?

Help! Guards!

Carl!

Po!

Guards! Guards!

Guards!

Get him!

Carl!

Stay away from me,
you bastard.

Hyah!

Hoo...yah!

Carl, come! Come!

Get him!
Get him.

Carl, duck!

Somebody take care
of the doctor.

Carl, let him go!

Carl, you damn fool,
the fight's tonight!

Carl, come on back here,
you hear me?!

Carl!

You know, I don't understand it.

If some other organization
was trying to kill you,

they'd have just picked
you off with a rifle.

I can't place him,

but there was something
there I recognized.

Stick is right.

There was something
different about that man.

He not only wanted to kill,

he wanted
to punish me as well.

To your corner. To your corner.

One. Get back.

Get back, Miller,
to your corner.

Back to your corner.

2. Get back, Miller.

3...

4...

Ha ha ha!

6...

They are hurting bad,

as they have
throughout the early...

Kill him, Carl!

All right. Back up.
Back up!

All right. Get back. Get back.

It's going to cost you
a round, Miller.

Let it go.

What must be done
is being done.

Billy?

1 ...

2...

3...

4...

Uhh!

He retained the crown

by knocking out Lo Chen

in 2 minutes, 8 seconds
in the seventh round.

The winner by knockout,

and still world's
heavyweight champion,

Carl Miller!

Carl!

Carl, you won!
You won!

Tell me.

Carl, Carl is there
going to be a rematch?

Carl, are you going to
fight this guy again?

Carl, did he hurt you in round 4?

Carl, how soon are you
going to have a rematch?

Turn this way, Carl!

Will there be
a rematch, Carl?

All right. He didn't hurt you tonight?

Gotten
any complaints?

Hey! I'm just
going to get a shower.

I want to be
looking beautiful

for the rest
of these photographs.

There's plenty of champagne
for everybody.

You won't get lonely.

Who are you?

I'm June.

This is my new
girlfriend.

I'd like you to take
plenty of pictures of her.

Over here, honey. Over here.

Look over here at
the camera, honey.

Where are you
from, honey?

Kansas City.

Who the hell are you?

Get going, fella.

Miller.

Christ!
Billy Lo.

Hiyah!

Carl.

Carl, you all right?

Something's wrong!

Carl, what's happening? Carl?

Carl, open the door!

Hyah!

What's the matter in there?

Open the door.

You lose, Carl Miller.

Carl! Carl!

Look at him.

Jesus!

Jesus, look at him!

He was killed

with a hundred people
outside the door.

They found a wig
and a face mask of an old man.

That's all.

Yes, sir.

And you and the rest

of the passive
bodyguards simply

stood around,
you and 100 other people.

Isn't that true?

Yes, sir.

You say the girl

is with
the newspaperman now?

Yes.

You admitted

that you could have
killed someone

in that state
of mind.

You still think you
recognized Billy’s voice?

I told you before.

I wouldn't mistake
Billy’s voice.

Can't you believe me?

That's one
of my weaknesses.

I'm one of the world's
most gullible men.

I'll take you home.

No, no.
That's all right.

I have my car
right outside.

You're sure?

You can leave
this here, Ok?

Yeah.

She's coming back.

Don't let her
out of your sight.

And put a couple
of fellows

following on
that newspaperman.

Yes, sir.

You two stay
with Marshall.

We'll follow
the girl.

Steiner.

I'm now convinced that
the man who attacked me

was in disguise.

The way he moved.

You know something,
Doctor?

If I wasn't
positive

that Billy
was dead...

Did you look
in the casket

at the mortuary?

Of course I looked
in the casket.

He didn't look exactly the
same, but what the hell?

They never look
exactly the same.

Where was he buried?

The Buddhist cemetery,
Hangzhou Road.

Have him dug up.

Yeah. Marshall.

Hi, Jim.

Billy, I've heard
all about it.

Ann is convinced
you're alive.

I had to risk it.

I thought she was
going to shoot Carl

or one
of the others.

Well, she still
may kill somebody.

I've got the gun,

but if she sits around
and thinks about it,

she might get
the crazies again.

Ok. I’ll meet her
in the school

at Southampton.

What time?

In an hour.

Ok. If I can
find her.

I'll ring you up
again at 10:00

to let you know
how it went.

Fine.

Thank you,
gentlemen.

Billy.

I wasn't going
to see you again.

I didn't want
you to see me.

Billy,
it's all right.

You have to know that.

No. Not to me, it isn't.

Maybe later,
but I have to

get used
to myself first.

The man she's talking to
has to be Billy Lo.

Yes. Well, we just had
word from the cemetery,

so I'm not in
the least surprised.

Now, we're sending you some help.

They're close by and they
should be there very shortly.

Ann, you could have
been killed.

You would have been

just one more life
they ruined.

Go back to
the States, please.

Will you do that?

Billy, I can't.

Get in your car
and go!

They're still
a few blocks away.

Go!

They split.
She's going to her car.

Where's he going?

To the other side
of the orphanage, I think.

Let a couple fellows
follow him

and take 2 more men
and pick her up.

We can use her
for bait.

Call him over.

Mr. Marshall!

Somebody wants
to talk to you.

A little closer, Mr. Marshall.

Miss Morris was
picked up tonight.

Billy's going to call you
at about 1 0:00.

You tapped my phone.

How clever.

Tell Billy to come
to the Tai Yun warehouse

in Kowloon at exactly
1 :00 in the morning.

We'll let the girl go
when Billy comes in,

one for one.

Why should I believe
you’ll do that?

Don't change
the equation, Mr. Marshall.

One for one.
Don't add any numbers.

Billy for the girl.
It's that simple.

Oh, and Mr. Marshall,

you should be very...
very careful.

You can learn a lot
in a job like yours,

but knowledge can become
a terrible burden.

Good evening.

Jim Marshall’s desk.

Is Jim there?

No. He isn't.

Oh, hold on a second.
He just walked in.

Yeah.

- Hi, Jim.
- Billy....

My phone is tapped.

Ann is being held
by the syndicate.

I couldn't get
her to leave.

Have you talked
to them?

Just now.
They want an exchange--

you for her,
even up,

or so they say.

You could go
to the police.

No. That would just
get her killed.

What do they
want me to do?

Stick.

You better go over there
and back them up.

Insurance.

You've got 6 men
over there already.

We had a pack of
men at Macau.

Here he comes.

Inside. Let's get him.

Ann?

Ann?

Let's go!

Billy.

Billy, hurry.

We have to
move quickly.

Billy, quick, they're
across the street.

They're across the street.
Hurry. Hurry!

It's barricaded.
Try the windows.

Now try and walk. Hurry!

Don't show yourself,
no matter what you hear.

Ok.

Let's go.

You two take the aisles.

Take the front.

Hiyah!

Aah!

Hiyah!

Chewy, look for
the others.

Take the back.

You take the back.

Take off the helmet.

Chewy, Chewy!

Aah! Hiyah!

Aah!

Shit.

Hiyah!

Where's the doctor?

Red Pepper.

Red Pepper restaurant?

Yeah.

Stick.

Stick!

I'd better alert
Hakim and Pasqual.

Anybody
in the warehouse?

That's impossible.

Aah!

Woo!

Hiyah!

Aah-ohh!

Wah-ah!

Wah!

How do you
like that?

Hiyah!

Hakim!

Hakim!

Hakim?

Glad you could finally make it Billy.

Hiyah!

Shit!

Aah!

Wax!

Aah!

Son of a bitch!

Goddamn bastard!

Goddamn! Aah!

Will this be the song
I'll be singing

Tomorrow?

Will the notes
from some magical flute

Sail on into the sky?

Is this a glad song?

Makes my heart go
crazy mad song?

Or will the sound
turn to silence

And leave a surprising
theme disremembered

To grieve us?

Will this be the song
I'll be singing

Tomorrow?

Will the piper be paid

For the tunes
that he played by and by?

Is this the best rhyme?

Major, minor,
one-in-one time?

Or will the tune
fall from favor

Forever?

A yesternight song
of past times

Together

Will this be the song
I'll be singing

Tomorrow?