Alan and Eric: Between Hello and Goodbye (雙城故事)

Thank you... Guess when will I stop singing

I can hear the shout

I also can hear the applause

Every night, I see you guys gathering here happily

We chat, sing and laugh together

All these will become part of my memory foever and ever

It will be the last time I take singing award

Thanks for giving me such beautiful memories

If you still support and encourage me in the future

that will be biggest award you grant me

And that's enough

Please remember the promise

That is, when I hold a concert again in the future

You will come and see me

Ladies and Gentlemen

Alan Tam World Tour 1991 in San Francisco

It seems odd for me to end my career...

In a far-away place like this.

San Francisco is a dilemma.

I feel so out of place, yet so in involved.

All because of Eric...

And his entanglement with the city.

He'd said too many times...

Of his dislikes for this place.

"Too many heartbreaks" he said.

- Take this and go away. - Thank you sir!

So I had my bias to begin with.

I'd always believed in Eric...

For all I possess today.

Eric had been the main reason.

You can do it cause I say so.

But you are the singer.

You better do it.

Not with my sore throat.

We can't let our teacher down.

But I'm so scared.

Go on, sing, go on.

I'm making it a habit to lose.

Very generous of you, Kau.

Just a matter of luck.

Your dad loses all the time.

He said as long as he could afford it.

He didn't mind to lose.

- I'll bring my dad next time. - Why not!

I'll be the pirate next time.

No, you're a perfect Sinbad.

Everybody's pet, a hero!

The pirate has to work hard.

Spend a lot of time looking for treasures.

And Sinbad gets the treasures eventually.

The pirate lets him have it.

So that he can look for other treasures again.

He is the master of Treasure lsland.

Somewhere in the Pacific is the Treasure lsland.

Oh! Yes, somewhere out there.

There are monsters on the lsland.

One day, I'll get there.

I'll take you along.

O.K.! But we don't have a boat.

Sure, my dad's given this one to me.

This one?

No, this one, it's named after me.

AL-N...ALAN

- I own it too. - Sure.

- Such poor hand-writing. - Why don't you try?

Until this day, I'm not sure...

If Eric just let me play the hero role...

Or he actually preferred be the pirate.

If there is such thing as Guardian Angel.

Then Eric must be my Guardian Angel.

That was the last time I sailed with him and his dad.

I only remembered my parents said one day,

that my best buddy's father.

Opera Star Kau, was in heavy debt...

that he hid away in America.

The Gold Mountain is in the Pacific?

Just like Treasure lsland, right?

That's why it's called Gold Mountain.

Must be very near Treasure lsland.

Let me know when you get to Treasure lsland.

I'll come for you in big boat, O.K.?

I'll wait for you.

I promise to come for you.

Look after the ship for me.

Bye...!

Eric wrote a lot after he left,

he seemed to enjoy the Gold Mountain...

and all the novelties at first.

I wished I were there too.

To discover Treasure lsland with him.

- Good watch. - Fourty dollars.

- Twenty-five. - OK.

One big one small, to West.

West? West where?

Twenty dollar to...

...anywhere.

But very soon.

Eric began to write less.

No mention of school of any good times.

But to repeat time and again...

That he'll be back very soon.

Daddy, aren't we going San Francisco.

How come there's not a house around?

It'll take a short walk to get there.

Just pretend we're on a big beach.

Let's leave some foot-prints on the sand.

Print! Print! Print!

A Tai-Pan I am, a cigar in hand.

The world's a circus, pretend we must.

Velvet vest, that's the best...

Years later.

I noticed a small news in the back pages...

That Opera Star Kau.

Committed suicide in San Francisco.

Eric wrote less and less since,

and not a word on coming back.

As for myself.

I'd made a lot of friends since.

But "Sinbad & the Pirate" were buried history.

After high school.

My folks moved to the city.

But I decided to stay in this beach house.

I'm not sure why.

Perhaps, I was hoping Eric would come back.

Then...

We could day dream by the sea again.

Gorgeous Car.

Fancier than my boat.

Stop your bull shit.

Listen to me!

- Skirt-chasing again, huh? - None of your business.

Hey! You're late again.

Hurry up and stop chit-chatting.

You did it this time, the boss is mad.

Mad enough to kill someone.

He's coming!

You're on your own.

Hi! Handsome, you're looking great!

A bit of anger just make it perfect.

Mercy on us who are less fortunate.

Restrain your charm for our sake.

You're fortunate to be working still.

Go away!

Tell me where the fish are.

You're cancer, I mean the sickness.

There's no fortune to tell.

- You are a cancer. - Listen!

That fish stands up like 20 feet...

Here comes the goodies. Coke?

Beer, 7-up? Another beer!

Don't forget to pay. Alright?

Sorry! Come in, come in.

The singer, is he Alan Tam?

Alan Tam? A singer? Maybe.

Go ask him yourself!

Alan, Alan...

- Beer! - Coming, coming.

Eric.

- When did you come back? - Just now.

Why didn't you write?

Where are you staying?

At my place, of course.

Hey! Take care of my buddy.

Look after my friend here.

Where are you going?

Got work to do! Watch over him.

You are a Scorpio?

I don't know, Nov. 24.

Sagittarius!

2 days off, close enough.

I can tell fortune too.

He knows nothing.

You've been travelling.

Everyone knows that...the luggage.

Never mind him, he is a fisherman.

Hey, boss, no kidding.

A long lost friend just came back.

Business is so-so tonight.

I'd like to take half-a-night off.

No way!

You're so mean.

Half-a-night for long last friend?

A whole night off is more like it.

- Bless you! - Of course!

You do deserve a full house tonight.

Whatever you say! Hey!

The apron.

Guess who's taking your place?

Oh! I can kiss you.

Don't just talk about it.

Really, that fish 20 feet tall.

With a big nose like Barbara what's-her-name.

Stop the bull-shit.

Oh! Yes, it shows up at the sea...

Around Christmas lslands.

I heard the fishermen talking about it...

When I was in San Francisco.

Really?

Sure, no one ever believe me.

Bull shit.