How do you know?
- He told me.
- His wife was taken to Blackbeard Island.
He was probably afraid she'd be killed.
Rubbish. Blackbeard Island
is owned by Professor Sanborn.
Why should he blackmail
a nobody like Taylor?
It's a good question.
Why don't we go take a look?
Impossible. Professor Sanborn
is a man of impeccable character.
I would require a warrant
from the governor to search the place,
and he would be outraged
at such a suggestion.
- Would he?
- He certainly would, Captain.
Please remember
you people are guests here.
You can't go about trespassing
on other people's property.
For the sake of your good name, Captain,
I hope that no more of your young men
are involved in this sordid business.
I don't like that tiny maggot at all.
Ninjas, drug-pushers,
my men being kidnapped and murdered.
This is really beginning to get on my tits.
There's a reception tomorrow
at the governor's mansion.
A token party is required to attend.
I would like you men there.
To avoid any other complications,
I want you dressed as marines.
Marines?
(# Upbeat band music)
You look as much like a marine
as a bridesmaid.
Let's go.
Look, be careful with the uniform.
It's the only one I got.
Marines.
I'll just wait here.
I'll park the car. Yeah.
- Captain Woodward.
- Hello, Governor.
So glad that you could come. These men
are a credit to you, Ambassador.
- You do know my wife, I believe?
- Yes, I do, sir.
- How are you?
- Very well, my dear.
Jolly good. Enjoy yourselves.
Excuse us.
- I don't think I've met these men.
- They're on a special assignment.
Really? Can I have a word
about the reception next week?
Yes, you may.
Don't stand there
staring at the guests. Mingle.
And you, don't get drunk
and go puking on the pavements.
Excuse me, ma'am. Wow.
Did you know that eating this
is very bad for your health?
Really? So what do you suggest?
Well, isometrics, aerobics.
And me...
(Jackson) ...hours of pleasure and fun
and exercise that you can never imagine.
Believe me. I am telling you the truth.
- What?
- Guy with the scar.
I've seen him before.
It looks like he's seen you before, too, pal.
Well, you know how to deal with it.
Excuse me. Those two gentlemen
over there, who are they?
- Welcome to the party, Leo.
- Hello.
Ah, friends of the governor, sir.
The man with the glasses is Leo Burke.
The one with the scar
is Tojo Ken, his assistant.
Thanks.
- That's him.
- That's who?
The guy that Taylor told me about.
- Leo Burke.
- Lion.
Yeah. Friends of the governor, too.
This is getting very interesting.
Armstrong, Inspector Singh
has something to say to you.
I have informed your commanding officer
that just before Marine Taylor was killed
you were seen by several witnesses
going into his room.
Accompany me to the police station
to answer several serious questions.
Bastard! Bastard!
Who do you think you are,
showing up here?
- (woman) You're scum!
- Keep an eye on him. I'll be back.
I tell you now, I'd love to kill you!
- This man is a drug dealer.
- You are mistaken.
- Careful. She's not well.
- I'm perfectly well.
- This man is a criminal. Arrest him.
- Remove her.
He's a criminal.
He took my father prisoner. Please help!
Please! No! Let me go!
(Wild Bill) Well, gentlemen?
I don't think the US armed forces
let a lady down yet.
- Yes, sir. We should kick some ass.
- Take my car.
Yes, sir.
No! Get your filthy hands off of me!
(man) Get in the car!
- Charlie, tail the Caddy.
- What?
The caddy.
Attaboy.
(woman) Get your hands off me! No! Help!
(woman screams)
(# ''Sin City'' by Michael Bishop)
Hi, Joe.
(she grunts)
I thought you'd be back this way.
- Aah!
- Help! Help me, someone!
Help me! They're taking me
to the back room!
Help! Please, someone!
(woman) Get away from me!
Come on, you midgets. Come on.
(Jackson) I'm ready to take you on.