Cup of coffee?
Thank you.
From around here?
Long time ago.
Things sure as hell have changed, huh?
Well, things change.
Hey, why don't I just put a little taste of whiskey in that coffee?
What do you say?
That's nice.
You just sit down over there.
Relax. You make yourself at home. I'll bring you the coffee.
Thank you.
What can I do for you fellas?
You wanna do something for me?
You can open the cash register.
All right, all right.
(STUTTERING) You just take it easy.
You should leave.
(LAUGHING)
MAN: I thought I heard an echo. Did you hear an echo?
Now.
What the hell you gonna do, old man?
Drool on me?
(GROANING)
Mother...
(GROANS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(DOOR CLOSING)
(SIGHING)
Where did you learn to fight like that?
It was long ago.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(MEN GRUNTING)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(GROANING)
(ANNOUNCER CHATTERING IN FRENCH)
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(SCOFFS) What the hell is this?
You read, please.
DEVINE: "To participate in a test of skill and courage
"against the greatest fighters being assembled from the four corners..."
I'm invited?
Hey, Georgie! Yeah.
Get a load of this.
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
You know what to do.
Let's go, guys! Let's go!
BOY: Come on!
(HORN BLOWING)
Hey, clown boy.
Get off of my street.
Wait a minute.
Hey, Dubois.
What are you, sick in the head or something?
Please. Grow up,
go get yourself some decent clothes and come work for me.
I don't work for nobody.
(CLICKING TONGUE)
It's too bad, Dubois. It's too bad.
You're a wasted-talent nutcase, you know that?
Suit yourself. I got money to make.
Move.
Hey, here.
(HORN BLOWING)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
BOY: Please, juggle.
(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)
Dubois, I want you and your kids off the street.
I mean it, Dubois. This is it.
Move it, kid. Watch it.
Get down now or we'll knock you flat.
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Grab him!
(CHILDREN CHEERING FOR DUBOIS)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
Some nut, huh?
(SCOFFS) Yeah.
(POLICE WHISTLE BLOWING)
OFFICER: Get your ass down here.
(GRUNTS)
Dubois, get down.
You've crossed the line, Dubois.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
Hey, what are you doing?
Looking for a toilet.
There's no toilet there. Get lost. Get lost.
(WHISTLE-BLOWING CONTINUES)
Where'd he go?
Did you get it?
There was nothing there.
It's impossible. Today's the day.
Nothing, Chief. Sorry.
Nothing? Nothing.
(SIGHS) I don't believe it.
(ALL SNICKERING)
BOY: Wow!
(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING) Did I tell you or what? We're rich!
Yeah! Look at that!
With this, we buy respect.
If we want something, we take it.
Forever and ever.
ALL: Forever and ever!
Billy. Yes, Chief?
Get us some food. Some real food.
Go.
Let's celebrate.
ALL: Yeah!
Good night. Good night.
I'm so full I could bust.
Red, you go to bed. See you in the morning, kids.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(CHILDREN SCREAMING)
Dubois!
Hand me the dough, clown, or the kid's dead.
Easy, easy. The kid had nothing to do with it.
Shut your mouth and hand me the bag!
MAN: You heard him, Dubois. Hand it over.
Count it.
Nobody steals from me. Nobody.
(SCREAMS)
(GROANING)
Billy.
Oh, Billy.
It's okay. It's okay. He's gonna be fine.
The cops are gonna blame you, Chris.
(SIRENS WAILING)
Chris. Chris!
They're gonna kill you! Get outta here! Go!
Red, you're in charge now. No matter what happens, I'll come back.
I swear to God. I'll come back.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
OFFICER: This way! Down here!
Put them in the wagon.
All right, come with me.
Dubois! I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna kill you!
Dubois! Dubois!
Check the exits! Watch the docks! He's here somewhere!
Move it! Check under the girders! Dubois!
Check the cargo. Look around those boxes.
(GRUNTS)
OFFICER: What was that?
By the warehouse! Move out!
(GUNS COCKING)
Check the two bins there.
Check the cargo bay.
Under there.
OFFICER: Keep moving.
(MACHINE RATTLING)
(GRUNTING)
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Your mother's health isn't improving, and her money's gone.
I rather doubt she'll be coming.
Now, Christopher, be a good boy and stay right here.
I'll be back.
Don't move. Don't move!
(ENGINES POUNDING)
(MEN GRUNTING)
What is this?
A stowaway.
You'll work for us.
Put him in chains.
Wait.
Come on.
Back to work.
(MEN LAUGHING)
(HORN BLOWING)
I come to say goodbye.
It's a shame, but even good things
come to an end.
Yes. I'm sure the sharks will enjoy you.
(GRUNTS)
Hit the boiler room.
Grappling irons, now!
Cast!
(GUNFIRE)
Fire at will!
(GRUNTING)
(MEN CLAMORING)
CAPTAIN: Come on, boys. The Turk's ours.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
Harry, who the hell's that?
(GROANS)
(SHOUTING)
(SCREAMING)
We're even.
(CHUCKLING)
Hey, you're losing your aim, Dobbsy.
What's your name, son?
Christopher Dubois.
Mine's Dobbs. Lord Dobbs.
And how can we be of service, Christopher Dubois?
I need to find a ship back to America.
America, eh? Well, you're in luck.
We might just find one on Muay Thai Island.
Muay Thai Island? No...
Trust me.
Yes, sir.
You are now the guest of Admiral Dobbs and Harry Smithe.
The last of the buccaneers. Come aboard.
Thanks.
Piece of shit.
Muay Thai Island off the bow!
Muay Thai Island, Chris.
Where my good friend Mr. Khao will take care of you.
(SPEAKING THAl)
(MEN CHATTERING)
(MEN CHATTERING IN THAl)
Hurry it up, lads.
Quickly as you can with those boxes, boys.
I want to get this tide out of here.
Khao, my old friend. Nice to see you.
How are you? How's business?
That good, eh?
Well, I have a few interesting items I picked up on the way here.
Perfect for insurrections.
But I have something even better.
Harry. Bring Chris over here.
Come on.
Watch the way the boy moves.
Chris Dubois from the United States of America,
the best fighter I've ever seen.
Oh, Chris. Khao here was saying he's going to make sure
you catch the boat that comes here from the States next month.
Dobbsy...
Yes. Khao, I suggest we step inside.
Dobbsy, boat?
Wait here, kid. We're gonna fix you up nice with our friends here.
It's daylight bloody robbery.
He could get killed in the first fight, Dobbsy. Then what do I have?
But the boy is good. I've seen him fight. Have I ever lied to you?
This is the offer. Take it or leave it.
(BURPS)
HARRY: Hey, kid! Kid!
This is gonna turn out to be your lucky day.
Great news, Chris.
There is a ship due in two weeks, and you are on it.
No need to thank us.
Remember what I told you. Watch out for your tail.
Watch my tail.
Harry.
How many weeks?
This is great.
Dobbsy, this is gonna be the best one we ever had.
I do hate long goodbyes.
(GRUNTING)
(MEN CHANTING IN THAl)
(SHOUTS IN THAl)
(CHEERING STOPS)
Be ready at all times.
You will learn that.
Or you'll never become Muay Thai fighter.
(SPEAKING THAl)
(INSTRUCTOR SHOUTING COMMANDS)
(ALL SHOUTING IN UNISON)
(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
I need some help. Take me home.
And take care of Billy, Red, the kids.
(ALL CHATTERING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Hey. Leave him alone.
(SPEAKING THAl)
Yeah. Always be ready.
(GROANING)
Well.
Forget it, Dobbs.
£50 says I can gain her most intimate confidence.
Come on, Dobbs.
Trust me, Harry.
Waiter? Yes, sir.
The young lady who just came in,
would you ask her if she'd care to partake of a flute of champagne?
Say it came from...
Lord Dobbs?
Yes, sir. Castle in Scotland, factories in Singapore.
Smart lad.
Thank you.
Castle in Scotland?
Excuse me, miss.
The gentleman over there would like to see you.
Thank you.
I'm sorry. Do we know one another?
I can't be sure, Miss...
Newton.
Miss Newton.
Maybe it was my castle in Scotland
or our vineyards in the south of France?
No.
No matter. I shall remember, Miss Newton.
By the way, I'm Lord Edgar Dobbs,
and this is the president of my company, Harry Smithe, with an "i."
Ma'am.
Pleased to meet you. I'm Carrie Newton.
Miss Carrie Newton.
Will you join us?
Well, I just came in for some refreshment.
Well, then, take it with us, please.
All right. Thank you, my Lord.
Edgar.
Let's dispense with silly titles.
So, what brings you to the Orient, if I may inquire?
I'm here on assignment.
On assignment?
Like a journalist?
Yes. The New York Globe.
New York Globe, huh? Hmm.
Maybe we met through my father.
Your father?
Howard Newton. He owns The Globe.
Howard Newton. Howard Newton.
DOBBS: (CHUCKLING) Oh, yes, a splendid chap.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
DOBBS: They do say you can buy anything you desire
on the streets of Bangkok.
CARRIE: And what is it you desire, Lord Dobbs?
(CHUCKLING) A great number of things, but what about you, my dear?
Well, what any woman desires.
Oh?
A great story.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(TRADITIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SCATTERED APPLAUSE)
(SHOUTING IN THAl)
What's he saying?
Harry?
Something about Muay Thai tournament tonight.
Fighting or something.
That's what I desire.
Brutality? Strictly for the peasants.
I am a journalist.
All right. Harry will arrange it.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(REFEREE SHOUTING IN THAl)
Noisy, isn't it? Yeah.
I warned you it was for peasants.
We'll get a seat over here.
Dobbs!
Khao. What a lovely surprise.
You are a thief, Dobbs.
You sold me rusty rifles.
Nothing that a little oil won't cure.
Nice American lady. A very important journalist.
Carrie Newton. Very good friend of Lord Dobbs.
Might write nice things about Muay Thai fighting.
Make you famous in the United States of America.
Oh, I see. It's my pleasure to meet you.
Please, have a seat up there with my good friend Lord Dobbs.
(CROWD CHANTING)
(CROWD ROARING)
My God.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
(CROWD CHEERING)
(REFEREE SHOUTING IN THAl)
Let's go.
You have to get me this story.
I'll arrange it.
Did you see him?
Yes, of course I saw him. Just keep moving.
Did you see him?
Keep moving.
Chris.
We were looking for you, weren't we?
Yeah, we were looking for you.
Good to see you again, my boy.
You've put on a little muscle.
You've become famous. I always said you'd make it.
Didn't I?
Mmm-hmm.
You owe me.
Yes, I do, Chris, and I always repay my debts.
What do you want?
The golden dragon.
Golden what?
The golden dragon in the Lost City.
Lost City?
The best fighters will meet to compete in secret
for a big dragon made of solid gold.
Solid gold. Solid gold.
You think you can win?
No.
You're learning.
What exactly do you want me to do?
You buy me back from Khao and finance my trip to the Lost City.
Carrie Newton.
What'd I miss?
Chris, my son, it is fortuitous, us meeting like this.
A bloody gold dragon, eh? Well, I'll tell you what.
You get us to the Lost City, and I'll make sure that you...
We come back with the gold dragon.
Deal.
MAN: Yeah, Newman, I got it.
No, it's "Newton."
N-E-W-T-O-N.
Do you have a table?
Lord Dobbs.
DOBBS: It's all right, waiter. He's with us.
I need a way to get on the journey.
Find your own, lady.
Well, how about at least printing a teaser on the story?
Okay, you get me a photo, and I might get it in "Around the World."
Wait. Here's the wire.
Aren't you the one we sent to the Orient to get out of our hair?
Hello! Hey, Newman, you there?
Oh, my God.
Hello!
You see, Chris,
the problem is that you can't get into this wretched Ghan-gheng thing
without a special invitation.
We'll forge it.
Impossible.
Apparently, it has a map on it,
so we are faced with a real dilemma.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Good morning, Miss Newton.
What are you so cheerful about?
Because, my Lord, I hold in my hand your ticket to that journey.
Not so fast. First we make a deal.
What kind of deal?
I go with you to the Ghan-gheng.
How do we know it's good?
Oh, it's good. It's very good.
Without it, your plans are worthless.
That's me. Devine. I need some help. Come with me.
(MEN GROANING)
Mr. Devine? That's me.
Welcome to Bangkok.
I am Edgar Dobbs of the Ghan-gheng committee.
This is Harry Smithe and Christopher Dubois, your personal valet.
Hey, this is great. I thought I was gonna get stuck
with a couple of little Oriental fellas didn't speak no English.
Not for you, Champ. Chris, the bags.
Dobbs, I'm gonna kill you.
Not yet. Remember,
it's thieves with pride that dangle from the gallows.
Who said that?
Edgar Dobbs, lvory Coast, 1920.
Besides, Chris, my son, we have an almost perfect plan.
Maxie has the map and the invitation
that are going to get us into the Lost City.
All that will be on his mind is fighting.
Miss Newton is off getting her story of the century
and in the meantime, you, Harry and yours truly
will be devising ways and means of stealing the Dragon.
Yeah. Sounds good to me.
Good?
It is perfect.
All we have to do is keep the champ in our pocket.
So, we ready to go?
Thank you.
Well, now, who is this?
Carrie Newton.
It's a pleasure to meet the Heavyweight Champion of the World.
Is she going with us?
Somebody's got to record this historic event.
Let's get going.
Her father owns the New York Globe.
Well, whoop-de-doo. All right, everybody,
let's make a pretty picture.
Smile.
Come on. Smile!
Now what?
Trust me.
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
HARRY: Man, boss, these elephants are busting my rump.
DOBBS: Oh, stop complaining, Harry.
We could be back in Cairo on camels.
Where'd you get the haircut? The army?
No, I'm... I'm a sailor.
I'll tell you what. You look like you're in pretty good shape.
I'll work you out, give you a few pointers. Who knows?
Maybe you'd make a good fighter.
Now that's the way to earn some money.
Yeah.
Yep, that's a pretty lady.
(MEN URGING ELEPHANTS)
Oh, my aching rump.
Elephants.
From now on in, it's horses.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Dobbs. I'm gonna go for a walk.
Be careful, boyo.
Taking one?
A funeral.
No headstones. That's how they bury thieves here.
Makes them give back to the earth.
Hey, Dobbs, what do you drink with tonic?
Don't tell me.
Gin.
I said don't tell me.
(NEIGHING)
Shut up, you!
(LAUGHING)
The Americans!
Welcome to our humble inn.
Thank you.
What the hell is this?
Fresh-killed cobra, Champ.
Well, I always say one should never eat on an empty stomach.
I'm for that.
Well, isn't this a small world?
Khao, my old friend, I just realized I owed you some money.
Harry?
You didn't pay him?
No, he didn't pay me. He's a thief. I'm used to him.
But you...
You are worse.
You'll dare go to the Ghan-gheng to fight against us,
after we've trained you in the ways of the Muay Thai warrior.
You got it all wrong, pops. He ain't gonna fight. I am.
Correct.
That is correct. This is Maxie Devine, the Champ.
You are a fighter?
(SCOFFS)
What are you talking about?
What the hell's going on here?
DOBBS: He's just talking nonsense. Don't take any notice.
DOBBS: It's gone awful quiet in here, hasn't it?
Now, as I was saying,
before I was so rudely interrupted by Mr. Khao,
who doesn't know his armpit from his elbow...
Excuse me, honorable sir. We need this table.
So do we.
But we...
You heard him! Now beat it.
I said...
I said, "Do you speak English?"
He knows what you're saying.
Hey, pal, scram.
Easy, kid. It ain't worth it.
What the hell is this?
That's what you'll face at the Ghan-gheng.
Good morning, Champ.
Good morning, my ass. You think I was born yesterday?
You don't have anything to do with this damn Ghan-gheng, do you?
Huh? And you're no valet, either.
You're nothing but a cheap, lying punk.
Take it easy.
Take it easy?
You ain't no fighter, either. You wouldn't last one round in a real fight.
What do you think of that?
Hey.
You want some?
Come on. Come on!
Maxie.
No more.
Is this what you're after?
So what are you looking so glum about?
HARRY: "Maxie Devine."
This is Maxie Devine, Champion of America.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Welcome to Ghan-gheng.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
Kishu Yama from Japan.
(SPEAKING JAPANESE)
Phang Prahan of Siam.
I am Phang.
Maxie Devine of America.
DEVINE: That's me.
Maxie Devine, Heavyweight Champion of the World.
This man is a better fighter than me,
and as the former Heavyweight Champion,
I turn my title over to him.
This here's your man, Christopher Dubois.
(INDISTINCT MURMURING)
Dubois will be granted a chance
to prove if he is a worthy combatant in the first round.
If not, Maxie Devine shall pay the penalty
and never leave the Lost City.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
DOBBS: That thing is bigger than I thought.
Why did you come back?
I've been champion a long time,
and you beat me, with your legs and with your speed.
Besides, when I got the invitation to come here
I decided I was gonna see the American flag flying at the end of this thing.
I don't know what's on your mind, Chris,
but I do know a champion when I meet one,
and I'm here to see that you fight like one.
Now you know why.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
Here in the Lost City,
at the top of the world,
we greet our first heroes.
In this mystical arena,
there are no masks, just truth.
I wish you well.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
Soviet Union against Spain.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(GRUNTING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Damn.
LAMA: Japan against Okinawa.
(GRUNTS)
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTING)
(KISHU GRUNTING)
LAMA: France against Brazil.
(MAN SINGING TRADITIONAL BRAZILIAN SONG)
(GRUNTING)
(SCATTERED CHEERING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
LAMA: China against Korea.
(GRUNTING)
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
He's moving like an animal.
More like a snake.
Harry, our little pension fund.
Yeah.
Hey, boss, how come there ain't nobody watching this thing?
Well, 'cause they don't think anybody can lift it.
All right, let's see what you got.
Come on. Let's go.
Chris, how are you feeling?
The kid's a winner.
Of course he is, for at least one round.
I mean, for your sake.
After all, you don't want to become
a permanent resident of the Lost City, do you?
You should be in training.
I know you're gonna win the first round.
Yeah.
You're gonna win the whole thing.
You gonna split the prize with them?
We have a deal.
So do we.
Turkey against Scotland.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(CHEERS)
(GROANS)
(EXCLAIMS)
(SCOTSMAN GROANING)
Siam against Africa.
(DRUMS BEATING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTING)
Germany against United States.
Chris, now, I don't know about you,
but I plan on seeing Times Square again.
Get him!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
He's outclassed.
Hope you enjoy Christmas in the Lost City.
New York City!
(GRUNTING)
(BONE CRUNCHING)
(SCREAMS)
Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!
LAMA: Mongolia against Greece.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(THUDDING)
This guy's no big deal.
Japan against Turkey.
(GRUNTS)
(EXHALES)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
(CHUCKLES)
Now he's got a style like a monkey.
Mongolia against Siam.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
It's over. Hit the gong!
No!
(BONES CRACKING)
Phang.
Chris, sit down!
(GRUNTS)
(THUNDER RUMBLING) DOBBS: Chris?
We need a little chat.
Okay.
Tomorrow you are throwing the fight.
Throwing the...
Taking a dive. A plunge, kid.
You see, it is the perfect setup.
But that dragon is so bloody enormous,
if we're going to lift it out of here, we need you healthy.
Well, let's face it. You have been lucky so far.
Why the long face?
I thought this was your quest, your dream.
Well, soon it'll be a reality.
Harry, I think the kid needs some rest.
Sleep well.
LAMA: Spain against United States.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTS)
(SPANIARD GRUNTING)
Up. Get up!
Get up!
(GRUNTING)
Yeah! How about that? The kid can really take a beating.
(WHISTLING)
It's time for plan B.
What's plan B?
LAMA: Semifinal.
Mongolia against Japan.
See, the winner's gonna wear himself out,
then he'll roll right over for you.
(CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
This is good.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Lucky punch.
Yeah.
Yeah. Lucky punch.
Come on, Dobbsy! Dobbs, come on!
Come on. Dobbs!
Come on!
Secure it!
LAMA: Semifinal.
United States against China.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(GRUNTING)
(CROWD CHEERING) Tiger.
Hurry it up! I can't hold this forever!
Yeah! All right, Dobbs!
Is it secure?
Yeah! What about me?
Come on! Let's get out of here!
Hey, Dobbs! You bastard!
What about me?
I'll see you outside the gates.
Trust me, Harry.
(CROWD CHEERING)
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
(BELL CLANGING)
Dobbs, we got company.
(ALL CLAMORING)
Run for it, Harry!
Dobbs!
(CRASHING)
What a mess.
Oh, yeah?
(CHAINS CLINKING)
DOBBS: I'm sorry, kid, we tried to run out on you.
I guess that's the difference between us.
I never ever said I was sorry before and meant it.
And I never ever had a quest
that wasn't for me, number one.
I wasn't always a pirate, you know.
Believe it or not,
for over 20 years I was a genuine captain in the Royal Navy.
I raised the Union Jack in countries you never even heard of,
fought the Hun in the Great War.
For what?
For the glory of God, the British Empire and His Majesty the King.
And when it was all over, what was I left with?
Oh, well, you win some,
you lose some.
Now, you just watch your tail, my old son.
MASTER TCHl: These men have committed a great sacrilege
against this competition.
Let it be known that the price for such betrayal
is death.
No!
I will pay for their freedom.
I brought them here.
It's my fault.
If I win, they'll go free.
You'll keep the Dragon.
This is for good.
So be it.
LAMA: Final event.
Mongolia against United States.
(GONG RESOUNDING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GRUNTS)
Cover up!
Yeah!
Cover up!
Chris!
(GRUNTS)
Get up! Chris! Get up!
(GRUNTS)
Come on.
We're dead, Dobbs. We're dead!
I won't say it again, Harry. Shut up!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(GRUNTS)
(CHEERING STOPS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Chris!
(CRASHING)
Chris, give yourself some room!
Chris!
(CLATTERING)
(KHAN GRUNTING)
(HENS CLUCKING)
Chris!
Boss, this don't sound good.
Don't sound good at all.
At least while they're shouting, it means he's still alive.
(KHAN GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Chris, you got him! Now get in there and finish him!
Go, go, go!
MAN: Yeah!
(PANTING)
Come on!
Yeah!
(GRUNTS)
Come on!
Yeah!
You've done it! Chris!
Chris! Chris! Chris!
Chris, it's me, Maxie! Chris!
It's all right, kid.
You did it.
MASTER TCHl: Christopher Dubois, we honor you
as the greatest warrior of the Ghan-gheng.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
Hey, way to go, Champ.
Thanks.
Christopher, now that you are the undisputed champion,
I've been thinking.
About what?
A plan. A perfect plan.
I don't think he wants to hear about it now, Harry.
CHRIS: I didn't get the golden dragon,
but I returned to New York, like I promised,
got the kids off the streets.
In the end, we all did just fine.
Maxie trained many great fighters and became a big celebrity.
Last I heard, Dobbs and Harry opened a trading post deep in the Amazon.
Bless their souls.