"Lucas,.George.-.Indiana.Jones.And.The.Temple.Of.Doom" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lucas George)

It's INDIANA JONES. Elegant in a tuxedo -- dressed to kill. The
TITLES END and over this a legend appears on the screen:

SHANGHAI - 1935

At the table, the four Chinese man in suits stare coldly at Indi-
ana.

LAO
Dr. Jones.

INDIANA
Lao She.

LAO
Nee chin lie how ma?

Lao's men laugh and assume that Indy doesn't understand his joke.

INDIANA
Wah hung how, nee nah? Wah hwey
hung jing chee jah loo nee kao
soo wah shu shu.

LAO SHE looks angry and his men's smiles fade.

LAO
You never told me you spoke my
language, Dr. Jones.

INDIANA
I don't like to show off.

Indiana takes a seat across the table from Shanghai's notorious
crime-lord. Lao is fifty, wealthy enough to now display some
fat, but still muscular from his fight to the top of the garbage
heap.

LAO
For this special occasion, I
ordered champagne and caviar.

Indiana looks at the pile of caviar on the plate in front of him
-- and stubs his cigarette out in it. The cigarette sizzles and
Lao's smiles dies with it.

There's applause as Wille Scott finishes her song. At the
table, Lao stares at Indiana with a strange intensity.