Charlie Chan at Treasure Island Page #7

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Make yourself at home, will ya?

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Hey, why aren't you serving?

- You told me to act like a guest, didn't ya?

- Now look, Elmer.

I only asked you to be helpful.

Now leave the food alone.

What's the matter? Ain't it any good?

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Okay. I can take a hint.

I've been anxious to meet you, Mr. Chan.

Also happy to meet future wife of old friend.

Very future. I'll have a long white beard

down to here if she keeps holding out.

Pete told me what you're up

to, Mr. Chan, and you're wrong.

Dr. Zodiac's a genius. You'll

never expose him as a fraud.

[Pete] Don't stop a fella from trying.

Pete, if I have any gift

for reading minds, then-

There's no argument about that.

Then others can be gifted to read the future.

Can tell if anything is

on mind of that young man?

[Grunting]

- [Grunting Continues]

- [Others Screaming]

[Pete Laughs]

- Oh, hello, darling.

- Hello, Mrs. Sibley.

Still monopolizing Mr. Chan? Won't you

give poor little me a chance to talk to him?

Here he is. Talk your head off.

Tell him what a great guy Zodiac is.

- [Eve] Now, Pete, none of that.

- [Pete] Sometimes I think she steers for him.

- What on earth do you mean?

- You got Eve to go to Zodiac. She was sane till then.

Darling, she didn't make me go.

We never had a row till you met him.

- You better get ready, Eve. You're on soon.

- Yes. Excuse us, please.

Well, Bessie, I see you've cornered Mr. Chan.

You better watch out, Charlie. Mrs.

Sibley thrives on scandal and husbands.

Never let one go around

with a mussed-up tie.

[Rhadini] You, uh, better not

let my wife catch you doing this.

Mmm. She knew she was marrying

a popular man, didn't she?

Yeah. She hasn't asked for a

divorce yet either. [Chuckles]

Well, let's sit down.

- Oh, hello, Myra, darling. Where have you been?

- Behaving myself.

- Do you know Mrs. Rhadini?

- We've met.

- Now who on earth mussed you up?

- Huh? Oh.

Does anybody want some of

this stuff? It ain't bad.

No, Elmer.

Well, I just said it ain't bad, that's all.

The people my husband picks

up. Anything for a laugh.

Myra, darling, you're not looking a bit well.

Hasn't Dr. Zodiac been able to cheer you up?

- I wouldn't believe that faker under oath.

- Then why go to him?

[Myra] It was Mrs. Sibley's idea.

Oh, but you were so worried about

Rhadini and his popularity with the girls.

- [Laughs]

- Darling, let me worry about him.

You worry about that

husband of yours who died.

What do you mean?

Didn't his sudden exit have

the district attorney bothered?

- Oh, now, Myra- - It's

awfully stuffy here.

Excuse me, please.

Why, that jealous guttersnipe.

Don't ever pick a knife

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