Big Trouble In Little China Page #6

Probably through here.

Wang.

Good work, Jack.

I think they actually fell for it.

Well, last time we had this problem was

on account of squirrels chewin' the wires.

- I'd better locate the central junction box.

- I think it's down there.

What does that say?

- Hell of boiling oil.

- You're kidding!

Yeah, I am. It says "Keep out."

We've got to do something!

Goat butts against a hedge

and its horns become entangled.

- I don't think I've had the pleasure.

- Miss Gracie Law, Mr Egg Shen.

Egg's kind of our local authority on Lo Pan.

- He's helping us out.

- It has been almost two hours.

- Let's go over there, beat down the door...

- No, Miss Law.

We have to gather our strength,

because now there's clouds and thunder.

The image of difficulty at the beginning.

But finally we shall bring order out of chaos.

- Look.

- Yeah.

What you got here is two

people dragging a third.

Miao Yin!

- You did that, right?

- I guess so. I hope so.

Jack, check this out.

So what is this? Chinese or somethin'?

- Countin' backwards?

- Not backwards. Downwards.

Of course the Chinese mix everything up.

Look at what they have to work with.

There's Buddhism, Confucianism

and Taoist alchemy and sorcery.

We take what we want and leave the rest.

Just like your salad bar.

But there is one thing

even David Lo Pan must acknowledge.

All movement in the universe is caused by

tension between positive and negative furies.

- So when the furies are out of balance...

- As they are in Lo Pan, who is cursed.

Then the people

turn into demons and live for ever.

Repulsive and evil,

existing only to plague the living.

Well then, what you're saying is

this David Lo Pan... What is he? A ghost?

Plays at being a man.

A creature of vast, dark, destructive power.

All right, out this hatch and up the cable.

Does that sound like a brilliant idea or what?

The cable is three storeys high

and covered with grease.

Exactly. It's real and we can touch it,

so at least we know where we stand.

Yeah, in deep sh*t.

- What?

- What the hell...?

- Sh*t!

- See?

You think they'd let us

walk in and out like the wind?

Yes.

I thought that was your whole damn point!

My point was to find Miao Yin at any cost!

- This is salt water, Wang.

- And get your truck back!

- I'll buy another one.

- But there's only one Miao Yin!

Jesus Christ! Where are we?

Hell of the upside-down sinners!

Hey, you! Come on over here

and fight like a man!

Sh*t, Jack. I don't like the looks of this.

- Where are we, Wang?

- You are nowhere!

Oh, boy.

Look, we came here to see David Lo Pan,

all right?

David Lo Pan?

- Then you have succeeded, Mr Burton.

- What, you?

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