Max Havoc: Curse Of The Dragon

Hey.

Do you work for some kind of magazine, Mr...

Havoc, call me Max.

Sports Illustrated for the moment.

You know I took third in finals,

I suppose you wanna take my picture huh?

No, I think I already got a shot of you on the track.

Well not like this.

Hey, what the hell you doing with this guy?

Are you trying to hit on my girl?

Look, I have no interest, okay?

What are you some kind of sissy?

Let it go, Hon, he was just trying to take my picture.

I'm not taking any pictures.

Oh come on why don't you take one of me fairy?

I only take pictures of winners.

Really.

Take it easy slick.

It's not worth it.

Okay.

Yeah!

Aya, there is no excuse for this.

You let a common thief enter my office

and then escape with Yoshita's ashes.

This is a heinous act, an unforgivable disgrace.

Find the perpetrator or face the retribution you deserve.

Secure the dragon at once.

The honor of all the Black Dragons is at stake.

There are no second chances, you understand that.

Find the jade dragon and punish the thief.

Be discreet Aya, I do not want anyone hurt.

Then return Yoshita's ashes to me.

Consider it done Grand Master.

Quicksilver.

Beautiful, beautiful, Max, beautiful.

I've had it Joe, I really need a break

from this business.

But you're a natural.

Come on, nothing's natural about it.

You see every time I try to avoid trouble,

it's right back at me.

Come on, man, this stuff's a breeze.

Sure as hell beats what you used to do,

getting your brains bashed in.

Look at you Mad Max.

You wanted out of that rocket, I bailed you out,

launched us both a new career,

even though you could have been a world class contender.

Get off the rope, Max get off the rope!

That's it.

Kick and move, Max, kick and move.

Move, move, move, move.

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Watch that left, watch that left leg.

Shit, hey ref what the hell was that?

Yes.

Yeah.

Eight, nine, 10.

Yeah, it was a long time ago.

But hey Joe, you're not my promoter anymore

and I'll never fight in the ring again, that's over.

Your choice, Buddy.

Look I got the perfect gig for you.

You want a break.

How about a tropical island, laid back, no sweat.

Yeah, you said that last time

about the surfing championship in Maui, remember?

I almost broke my neck.

No, no, no, nothing like that.

A hotel ad campaign, canoeing, jet skis, lots of babes,

soaking up sun, sipping Mao Taos.

Where's the catch? Nothing I swear.

You just relax, take a few pictures

and try not to wreck the place.

All right, Joe, good island?

Guam. Guam?

Paradise in the Pacific.

That's where Tahsi lives.

It'll be good for you to see him.

Oh shit.

Attention passengers, flight 700 to Guam

is now boarding at 8:20.

Attention passengers flight 701 to Taiwan is preboarding

at gate 21.

Attention passengers flight 67 from Sydney

is now arriving at gate eight.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we're about to make

our final descent into Guam

and good news, we're actually gonna get you to the gate

about five minutes ahead of schedule.

That's the best I can do, I'm an artifacts dealer

not a pawn broker.

Fine, I'll take whatever.

Of course I can't promise I won't sell it.

I'll be back in 24 hours, if I'm not you can keep it.

Hey Tahsi. Max, Mad Max...

One and only. Oh, my goodness,

it's so damn good to see you.

Still got that old roundhouse kick?

Yeah, sure, sure but I'm still retired from the ring.

I'm in the shutterbug biz now, sports photography.

But that still doesn't explain

why you never come to visit me.

Oh, I'm sorry but 5,000 miles across the ocean's

a long way to visit you know.

Still got that old move, huh, huh, huh?

Sure.

Oh it's so good to see you. Yeah.

Look Tahsi, I'm on a job right now, I gotta run

but I'll call you I promise and then we hook up.

You bet, you bet, you call me, all right.

You're looking great.

Mad Max.

What's your problem?

Hey (indistinct).

Hey stop! Watch out there.

Hold on.

Jerk!

Hey Jane. Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I think so thanks.

Dangerous bunch out there.

You really should be more careful.

Great, just great, I let you do your own thing

and look what happened.

It was an accident.

I have to chaperone you everywhere!

I have to watch you like a hawk!

Well, I'm fine.

You really had me worried, Christy.

What's your problem hot shot,

didn't find enough roadkill out there?

Excuse me?

You nearly drowned my sister!

It wasn't his fault.

Why don't you go shoot some sharks,

like the rest of those morons.

Right, maybe I can fish out my camera why I'm at it.

No good deed goes unpunished.

God, Jane, it wasn't his fault you know?

He saved my neck from him.

Moko.

Hey what's up baby, oh! Whoa!

What's he up to?

Don't bother getting up.

Come on.

Hey Tim. What's up?

Thanks very much.

Hey Jane. Get stuffed.

Damn, you're looking good today.

Look, I'm sorry, okay, really,

it was a mistake in judgment.

I know a lot of these guys and I just assumed well..

Yeah, soda water please.

Anyway, thanks for the help.

Please don't throw me.

No hard feelings, maybe the camera will show up

at low tide.

I'd like to cover the cost.

No, come on, I've got more cameras.

Call me Max, here a seat.

Jane Goody. Goody.

Please, no wisecracks.

I've heard them all.

My sister Christy. Hi.

She's visiting on spring break.

Here you go.

Oh, can I get you two anything?

You sure, all right, keep the change.

Thanks.

That's our hotel over there.

Drop by sometime.

Sure why not, I'm staying there as well.

Now don't break any bones on your break, Christy.

College. Berkeley Medical,

graduate school.

She's going to be a heart surgeon.

Wow, goody for you.

No come on, I mean, it's a noble profession.

What's yours?

Oh, I'm no heart surgeon,

I'm just a photographer trying to catch a canoe action

for the hotel advertising campaign.

Yep, that's the way it is.

Anyway, I gotta go, see you later.

Bye.

So you travel a lot?

Yeah, all the time.

Me too, I own an art gallery in San Francisco.

I run around the world on melatonin but I never sleep.

Never win the lottery, never get the haircut I want

but I'm still addicted to the ridiculous idea

that something good is going to happen.

And I ramble a lot.

So what kind of art? South Pacific mostly.

Oh no kidding, I really like Pacific Art.

You should go to the exhibit at the museum.

Maybe I could, you know show it to you.

Yeah, it sounds great

but I've lost a half day's work already.