The Quest Page #2

Be ready at all times.

You will learn that...

or you'll never become

Muay Thai fighter.

I need some help.

Take me home.

And take care

of Billy, Red, the kids.

Hey. Leave him alone.

Yeah, you. Yeah, you now.

Yeah. Always be ready.

Well.

Forget it, Dobbs.

Fifty pounds 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.

This is the president of my company,

Harry Smith, with an "i."

- Ma'am.

- Pleased to meet you. Carrie Newton.

Miss Carrie Newton.

- Will you join us?

- 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.

- An 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.

Oh, yes, a splendid chap.

They say you can buy anything

you desire on the streets of Bangkok.

And what is it you desire,

Lord Dobbs?

Oh-ho, a great number of things,

but what about you, m'dear?

- Well, what any woman desires.

- Oh?

A great story.

- What's he saying?

- Harry?

Somethin' about Muay Thai tournament

tonight. Fighting or somethin'.

That's what I desire.

Brutality?

That's strictly for peasants.

I am a journalist.

All right.

Harry will arrange it.

- 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.

My God.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

- Let's go.

- You have to get me this story.

I'll arrange it.

- Did you see him?

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