The Medallion Page #4

most, my friend.

That was nice.

Thank you. L...

- Whats wrong?

- Who are you?

Whats the matter?

Who are you? What...?

What are we doing here?

Wheres my clothes?

Watson.

Watson.

- Watson!

- Get away from me!

It must be fake.

Well, it certainly looks like you.

My nose isnt that big.

Its really me.

Are you sure?

Dont you think I recognize

my own thing?

Its cold in here.

Let me take a look.

- Whats happening to me?

- All right.

Lets just...

...stay calm.

Im sure theres a perfectly rational

explanation for this. Think back.

You were on the boat,

in the container.

What happened?

Lights everywhere.

- The boy.

- The boy?

- Medallion.

- Yes.

I have it. It was in your pocket.

Whats this?

Wow.

Where did you go?

Excuse me, nurse.

Were from Interpol.

Would you mind if we have

a few moments with the boy?

You know, the man outside

says youre not eating.

You should eat to gain strength.

How are you feeling?

Feeling. Feel.

Feeling.

Bit bumpy out there

on the ocean waves?

Bit rough?

Out there?

Out there on the high seas?

Bumpity-bumpity?

Excuse me. We have to take him

for a checkup now.

Yes, yes, yes.

Wait.

I think this belongs to you.

Half for me?

Nice lad.

You okay?

That nurse...

Yeah.

Her boots...

No.

Her boots.

Oh, boots.

Nurses dont wear boots.

Watch out!

- Get out of my way!

- Sorry.

- Get the boy.

- Stop him.

What the heck?

Give me that!

There he goes!

Come here.

- I got him. I got him.

- There he is.

Hes mine. Ive got him.

Lets go.

Jai!

- Clear all exits.

- Right, sir.

Watson, are you there?

Im not here.

What happened?

Snakeheads men.

They were here for the boy.

- Im gonna keep him with me.

- Good idea. Keep him safe. Yes. Yes.

Watson, you did all this alone?

No, Eddie is...

I mean, I think I mentioned that Eddie

wasnt the only one with a black belt.

So youre all right?

Perfect.

- Great.

- Okay. L"II see you back at the...

Yeah. Im gonna do a couple of

press-ups and meet you back there.

Yes. Yes.

You just take care of the boy.

- Eddie, listen...

- Watson, something wrong.

Snakeheads men got away again,

but at least the boy is safe.

I mean, something wrong with me.

Hit me.

- What?

- Go on, hit me.

No, I cant do that.

Its okay, I dont mind.

Well, I mind. I mean...

A chap could break

a finger, you know.

Okay.

Use this.

- No, thanks. I went before I came out.

- No, hit me with this.

- For real?

- Yes.

God.

There you go. All right?

Harder.

I cant do this. This is ridiculous.

- The queen hits harder than that.

- How...

How dare you.

Oh, my God. Are you all right?

Oh, God. Im so sorry, my friend.

Did it hurt?

Of course it hurt.

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