The Lambert Bros. and the Quest for the 12 inch Indy Action Figure: SPECIAL EDITION (Chapter's 3-4)

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Posted by Brett (Maverick) Lambert from Port22.westworld.ca on December 08, 1999 at 15:31:03:

Here is Chapter's 3 and 4 of our Special Edition:

Chapter 3: Only small tiny changes that would go unnoticable

Chapter 4: This chapter is what prompted the Special Edition the most.
Now the pirate action sequences are even more action packed and a
small introduction of a forum member is implemented.

Chapter 3

The Lambertís boarded the ship at Port Said to intercept Webley. A
naval officer greeted them by saluting the two.

Since Brett and James had low-class tickets, they had to sleep outside
where the others had their own cabin.

***

Brett and James were sleeping on the floor. James looked up and
noticed something. James saw Webley. Webley was getting his
cigarette lit by a naval officer.

ìBrett, look!î pointing at Webley. ìCome on, letís go!î

The two got up and followed Webley. They reached the outside of his
cabin and looked through the blinds on the door. Webley was analysing
the map. He seemed to have the completed map, and the proper key.

ìHey! The key isnít pointing to India. Itís pointing South... East,î
James observed.

ìTo where?î Brett asked.

ìI donít know. I canít see.î

As soon as Webley made a mark on where the possible location is, he
crumbled up the map, and burned it.

ìWhy would he burn it?î Brett asked.

ìTo make sure heís the only one who can find it,î James answered.
ìWeíre going to have to follow him. Let him take us to it. Come on,
Brett. Letís go!î

The boat went from Port Said all the way to itís destination: Java.

The pair got off the ship. Again, the surroundings were full of
shops, street vendors, and everything a bustling harbour would
contain.

James saw Webley going on a rickshaw and telling the boy to go
someplace.

James and Brett took another rickshaw and ordered him to follow the
other rickshaw containing Webley. This chase wasnít particularly
exciting like car chases in movies, but it was necessary for them to
track Webleyís every move.

Webley stopped at a hotel and restaurant called the ìE. Tavia.î

ìThe E. Tavia? Thatís fancy!î James observed.

ìWeíll have to change our clothes,î Brett replied. And he was right,
Arab clothes were not suitable for this place.

***

Brett and James returned in much more suitable attire for the
restaurant, suits and ties.

James spotted them. ìThere they are!î

ìLetís go get something to eat,î Brett retorted, thinking of his
stomach.

The brothers were seated in the restaurant, away from Webleyís sight,
who was seated with some other men, perhaps fellow Indy collectors
working for evil just as Webley. James was spying on Webley and the
other men, trying to make out what is going on.

ìHow much money do we have left?î Brett asked irritatedly. ìIím
starving.î

ìStop thinking of your stomach!î James shouted back.

ìDo you suppose those are his partners?î Brett asked. ìCould
complicate things.î

Suddenly, a very beautiful woman spoke up. She was a sight for sore
eyes. She looked a lot like Jennifer Love Hewitt, and she had
beautiful green eyes.

ìLots of Indy stuff doesnít excuse bad manners!î the beautiful woman
shouted at one of the men. She walked off and was seated at the bar.

ìBloody Mary with plenty of Worcestershire sauce, please,î ordered the
women to the bartender.

A waiter walked by Brett and Jamesí table.

ìExcuse me, sir, would you ask the lady is sheíd like to join us,
please?î asked James to the waiter.

The waiter nodded.

ìWhy are you inviting her?î Brett asked.

ìShe might know something,î James replied. ìWe need to know what weíre
up against.î

ìYeah, youíre right,î Brett responded. ìPlus, sheís very beautiful.
Good move, Jim!î

The beautiful lady walked towards their table.

ìIím an embarrassment to anyone who knows me, so why would you want to
sit with me?î the lady asked.

ìWe like a lady to stand up for themselves,î James replied, gesturing
to an empty chair. ìPlease, sit down.î

ìWell all right then,î she agreed.

ìSo, who are those men, anyways?î James asked.

ìThatís Mr. ROB T., a friend of mine once said Temple of Doom is the
best of the Indy series, she now resides at the hospital.î

ìWhat about the one not wearing a fedora? He doesnít look much
kinder.î

ìThatís Abner. An Indy whip trader. Heís extremely rich.î

ìWhat about the cool one, licking his fingers?î James said, motioning
to one of the men at the table.

ìHeís Indy Magnoli. A seller of the four leaf clover lighter, and
many other movie props, why are you so interested?î she asked.

ìUm... weíre in the cardboard box business,î James quickly made up.
ìWeíre always looking for new customers, new outlets.î

ìMy name is Megî she extended her hand.

ìUh, James--î James shook her hand, quickly correcting himself
ì--Arima, and this is my assistant, Brett...tissimo!î:

Brett smiled and shook her hand.

Meg stood up, stretching her arms.

ìWell, the air in here is stifling. Iíd better go. Perhaps weíll
meet again,î Meg went upstairs and waved goodbye.

Suddenly, James and Brett heard the evil Indy collectorís talking.

ìDeirdre is waiting in Singapore,î ROB T. said to Indy Magnoli, ìIf we
donít get the action figure to her in a week, sheís gone! Sheíll pay
us ten times what we would get in the black market!î

Webley walked by the two collectors.

ìWhere are you going?î Indy Magnoli asked to Webley.

ìTo take a nap. So I will be ready for tonight,î Webley replied.
ìWhen will we start our expedition?î

ìAs soon as it gets dark!î, chided ROB T.

ì8 oíclock,î said Indy Magnoli. ìRemember Webley, we finance this
whole thing. Without us, youíd still be a nobody, an A-1 nutboy, and
Deirdre knows it!!î

ìHmmm...,î said Webley sarcastically. ìBe at the lobby, 8 oíclock,
donít be late!î

Then Webley walked off. He walked by the Lambert table, in order for
the brothers to escape detection, they held up their menus.

***

James and Brett spied on Webleyís hotel room. Webley was packing his
things, ready to go.

ìThey werenít supposed to leave until tonight,î Brett retorted.
ìWhere is he going?î

ìI donít know,î James retorted. ìCome on letís go.î

***

The brothers followed him all the way to the Javian jungle. Webley
arranged for some tools and rode off with a horse.

ìHurry up, Brett, weíll lose him!î ordered James as they tracked
Webleyís every move.

ìYou think heís going for the treasure now?î Brett asked.

ìLooks like heís double crossing his partners! Come on!î James and
Brett ran arranged horses of their own.

They rode all the way to a secluded Temple. The brotherís heard a lot
of chiselling, and figured itís going on the right Temple. They
climbed up the beautiful, scenic Temple, to see Webley hard at work,
trying to find the action figure.

ìHeís tapping every stone, he hasnít found it yetî whispered James.

ìLetís get him out of the way,î suggested Brett.

ìThat wonít be too easy. Heís got a gun. Itís a Webley. Hmm, a
Webley for a Webley. Interesting.î

James opened up his expertly drawn drawing of the tomb of Marion
Ravenwood.

ìWhy would the freeze be part of the map if it didnít pinpoint where
the action figure is?î James wondered.

ìLook, Lucasfilm is above Marion Ravenwood, and there are three
mountains!î Brett observed.

ì...And there are three Temples,î continued James. ìHeís digging in
the wrong place, it must be in the center temple!î

James and Brett left the right-hand side Temple to go into the center
one. There was a statue of George Lucas in the center.

ìHey, what did the map say when you spilled Mountain Dew on it,
Brett?î James asked.

ìFollow the horses to...î

ìThe horses!î James exclaimed. ìFollow the horses...î

James walked over to the side, seeing a sketch of some horses.

ì...to Lucasfilmís greatest triumph! Making Star Wars!î

James pushed the centrepiece of a TIE fighter and pushed it. It
opened up. James reached inside and got a foot-long box which keeps
the action figure inside.

ìThe action figure!î Brett exclaimed. ìWeíve got it! Letís open the
box!î

ìI think thatís what the key is for!î James replied.

ìAnd thatís what I have!î said a sinister voice. It turned out to be
none other than Webley. And he was aiming his webley right at the
Lambertís. ìI will take that off your hands. You do not kill easily
you Canadian bastards!!î

Brett held on to a thick branch getting ready to throw it at Webley.

ìYou Belgian bastard!!î Brett screamed. He threw the branch at
Webleyís feet knocking him down.

Brett tossed the box to James, ready to kick some Belgian ass.
Unfortunately for Brett, he didnít realise the Belgianís strength.
Webley punched Brett in the face, punched him in the stomach and then
gave an upper cut punch to Brett. Brett was pulverised, lying on the
floor. Webley pulled out a steel rod, and went for James. Webley
struck James, but he protected the blow by blocking it with the box.
To avoid any further damage on the box, Jim tossed it to Brett, who
now was getting up slowly. Webley waved the steel rod as if it was a
lightsaber. He attempted some blows to the head and other parts to
the body. But James ducked and dodged all of the blows. Brett went
towards Webley one more time. James grabbed onto a nearby vine and
swung on it. Meanwhile, Brett got pulverised again with Webleyís
steel rod. James, while swinging on a vine came back and kicked
Webley square in the face, knocking down the Belgian.

James helped up Brett, asking if he was okay. Brett asked where the
box was. As he spoke, he located the box, beneath his feet and picked
it up. Meanwhile, Webley got up and held them at gunpoint.

ìAnd now, we are back where we started! Handem omhoog, dieven!!î
Webley arrogantly said, the latter being ëput your hands in the airí
spoken in Dutch. ìGive me the box!î

Brett reluctantly handed Webley the box.

ìIt is each man to himself in this world, you must understand that,î
Webley mused. ìAnd now, I donít want you following me around all my
life, so...î He raised up his Webley. ìGoodbye... sir!î

He pulled the trigger, but nothing came out. He forgot to load his
gun! James took the gun from Webley and punched him, accidentally
knocking down Brett in the well right behind him, leaving Brett
hanging onto the vines. James ripped the key from Webleyís neck, but
before he could retrieve the box, he was thrown in the well, also.
Webley made his escape.

ìIíve got the key,î James said, hanging from the vines.

ìBig deal,î replied Brett. ìWe donít have the box!î

The brothers climbed their way out of the well. They tried to follow
him but Webley took their horses.

***

Brett and James went back to Webleyís hotel to find him. When
venturing upon his room, they discovered the room all messed up, and
Webley lying on the floor with a gunshot straight to the head. One of
his associates must have shot him, and took the box.

James looked in Webleyís pocket, and there was a ticket to a ship to
Singapore.

ìHe was going to Singapore tomorrow!î noted James.

ìMaybe Webley was going to make a deal with Deirdre herself,î
suggested Brett.

Footsteps sounded throughout the hallway. One of Webleyís associates,
Indy Magnoli was coming up the stairs.

ìSomeoneís coming!î Brett yelled. ìevacuate!î

***

Brett and James were getting ready to board the ship to Singapore,
when he saw one of Webleyís associates.

ìThereís ROB T.!î said James pointing him out.

ìI knew it! I knew it was ROB T.!î exclaimed Brett as ROB T. boarded
the ship.

ìAnd thereís Indy Magnoli!î James pointed out again.

ìWeíll have to keep our eyes on both of them!î Brett said.

ìMaybe, but only one of them has the box,î explained James. ìCome on!
Letís board the ship!î

Abner was boarding the ship also.

ìAnd thereís Abner,î Brett pointed out. ìThe three of them are in it
together!î

Brett and James went and boarded the ship.

Suddenly the shriek of a womanís voice was heard.It was Megís. She
was being carried by Short Round and Indy/Riggs, forcing her to board
the ship.

ìGet your hands off me,î Meg shrieked. ìGet off! You animals!î The
two put her down on the ship.

ìYeah, and donít come back, dude!! Uh, oops, I meant dudette!!î Short
Round yelled.

ìYeah, bitch! Next time donít trust everyone you meet!î Indy/Riggs
said.

ìCome on, Riggs! Letís go watch Back to the Future, dude!!î Short
Round said.

ìYeah, and after that, letís watch Lethal Weapon! I swear man, Iím
turning into Riggs! Iím even turning suicidal like him!î Indy said.

ìYeah, yeah, whatever! Letís go!î Short Round and Indy/Riggs left the
premises.

ìAre you all right?î James asked.

ìDo I look all right?î Meg whined. ìThey took all my money and bought
me a ticket, never telling me never to come back! What am I going to
do?î

ìYou seem like a girl who always seems to manage,î commented Brett.

ìMaybe I donít want to manage anymore! Thatís what got me kicked out
of town!î yelled Meg.

ìBrett, why donít you go pick out our cabins?î said James.

ìOK. Donít be too long,î said Brett.

James and Meg went off to the balcony and started talking.

ìI donít know what happened to me in the last year,î began Meg. ìI
just seemed to lose hope. I always thought a little happiness was
deserved, but none seemed to go my way.î

James looked back with sympathy.

ìWhy are you so kind to me?î Meg asked.

ìYou have beautiful eyes,î replied James.

ìIím not sure they are not much to look at right now. Iím going to go
freshen up,î said Meg. ìOh, if you want to protect your reputation,
you should stay away from me.î

ìHaha!î James laughed. ìDonít worry about meî

ìThanks,î Meg said. Then she left to freshen up.

***

The ship sailed off to the China Sea. And Tessa was singing a song in
the lounge room. Dinner was being served.

Brett was eating dinner, waiting for James. Sitting nearby at a
different table was ROB T., Indy Magnoli, and Abner.

James finally returned with some news.

ìI've taken a look at their passenger list. I know which cabin they
are staying in,î James told Brett.

ìGood!î began Brett. ìAs soon as we are finished dinner. I will get
the three to play cards with me, thatíll occupy them and you can
search their cabins.î

ìBrett we only have two dollars left, what are you going to bet with?î

ìMy skill, my talent. I will win from them. And as long as they are
losing. Theyíll stay!î explained Brett. James started gathering some
food for Meg. ìJames, youíre giving food to Meg?î

ìYes I am. Just make sure they are playing cards!î said James.

James went outside and gave food to Meg.

ìThought youíd be hungry,î said James.

ìOh, I am,î said Meg, devouring the food. ìHow kind of you! Can you
get me a blanket?î

ìOh, youíre not planning on sleeping here?î said James disgustedly.
ìThatís not right! Why donít you sleep in our cabin?î

ìOh, thank you!î said Meg. ìYou are my knight in shining armour!î

***

Meanwhile, Brett was playing cards with ROB T., Indy Magnoli, and
Abner. He dealt his Star Wars: Episode One playing cards and as soon
as ROB T. saw them, he scoffed in disgust. He, for some weird reason
hated Episode One.

***

ìSome girl must be very lucky to have you!î said Meg.

ìYeah, well, you wonít even hear me come in. Iíll be quiet. Try to
get some sleep, youíve had a rough day,î said James.

ìThank you,î said Meg as she kissed James on the cheek. ìGood night,
my prince!î

***

Meanwhile, at the lounge, Brett, ROB T., Abner, and Indy Magnoli were
having a rousing poker game. Brett was winning, and earning lots of
money. The three Indy collectorís were very pissed off, especially
ROB T. As Brett continued to lap up the fortune, Tessa, still singing
more tunes, was noticing Brettís domination of the game.

***

After James left Meg, he searched out the three menís cabin. He went
to Abnerís cabin and Indy Magnoliís, but no luck. No sign of the box
at either cabin.

***

ìWell, Iím finished!î said ROB T. ìIím going to have a drink, then go
to bed!î

ìNo, no, stay,î said Brett. ìSomething tells me that this next hand
will be your lucky one!î

ROB T, frowned and said, ìI donít like you!!! And if you think Temple
of Doom is better than Raiders, Iíll gut you!î and then he left.
Luckily Brett didnít think Temple of Doom was the best, but he still
loved it. Tessa put his hand on Brettís shoulder in fascination of
Brettís big winnings.

***

James was just about to check ROB T.ís cabin when all of a sudden, ROB
T. walked by. James quickly left, escaping detection from ROB T.

***

Meg slept on the top bunk and Brett and James slept on the bottom,
sleeping head to toe.

ìYou should have checked ROB T.ís cabin first and weíd have our action
figure!î complained Brett.

ìGo search ROB T.ís cabin now!î Brett ordered.

ìMe? Why?î

ìTomorrow we dock in Singapore, and he gets the deal with Deirdre, and
we get nothing.î

After arguing, they decided theyís both go. They tiptoed inside,
looking for the box. They couldnít find it.

ìWeíve looked everywhere!î Brett yelled.

ìHold it right there you thieving worms!î yelled ROB T. who awoke from
his sleep and pointed a gun at them.

Chapter 4

ROB T, still holding the Lambert brothers at gunpoint, he demanded
answers from the pair. But, little did they know of the the
mysterious galleon that silently crept up on the cruise ship.

ìNow, hold on, let me explain--î James began to say but was cut off as
a Chinese pirate, fully armed, entered the room. ROB T. quickly took
aim at the pirate and gave a quick shot, which missed by about a foot.

The surprised pirate aimed his rifle at ROB T.ís chest and quickly
fired, bringing the Indy collectorís swift death.

In a quick decision, James kicked the pirate in the midsection and
knocked him down and out into the hallway. James rushed into the hall
to continue the fight. The pirate struck back with a kick of his own,
knocking James into the wall.

Meanwhile, cries and canned screams of people getting shot could be
heard all throughout the ship as dozens of Chinese pirates boarded the
ship fully armed.

Still in ROB T.ís cabin, Brett looked out of the wood slated window
and gasped. ìPirates!!î

Back in the hallway, the Chinese pirate had grabbed a railing, removed
it from the bearings, broke it in half and with one in each hand,
twirled them in the direction of James.

Another pirate came in the direction of James. But this one already
had an opponent, one of the sailors from the ship, and the sailor was
losing big time. The other pirate kicked the sailor and he flew in
between James and his opponent. Quickly, James kneed the sailorís
opponent in the chest, snatched up his rifle and began twirling it at
his stick-wielding pirate.

Brett, meanwhile grabbed ROB T.ís gun. ìI hate not knowing what comes
next!î Brett muttered as he went out the door and ran to the opposite
end of the hallway of James and the pirate.

James and the pirate were still duking it out in the hall. After
rigorously fighting with the sticks, James dropped the rifle, twirled
around and kicked the pirate smack in the face. The pirate quickly
recovered and swung a punch at James who quickly ducked. James tried
to punch the pirate in the belly, but he shielded the bunch with his
arm. The pirate swung around for another punch, but James blocked his
punch as quickly as the pirate blocked his.

Brett continued his race down the corridor. He could hear a pirateís
frantic chatter behind him. Brett turned swiftly, fired, and shot the
pirate dead.

ìHAHA!! Take that you pirate scum of the Earth!î Brett yelled in
triumph.

When he pulled the trigger to fire at more pirates, the inferior
pistol jammed and Brett threw it down in disgust.

Peering around the corner, Brett saw more angry pirates kicking sailor
ass and taking passengers prisoner.

Theyíre not going to take me alive, thought Brett.

Out of the corner of his eye, Brett spotted a stack of wooden poles.
He picked one up and briefly looked at itís strange U-shaped end.
Without contemplating what the poll could be, he readied it in his
hands and hid himself behind the corner, waiting for the next pirate.

Brett didnít have to wait long. Just then a rifle-bearing pirate ran
past the crevice and Brett knocked the pirate down and on to the
ground. Turning the corner, Brett saw three more pirates running
straight at him! He knocked down one pirate with the straight end of
the pole, sending him into the wall. He took care of the next pirate
with the same method. Using the U-shaped end, Brett forced it on the
next disgruntled pirateís neck and threw him against the wall. The
pirate fell to the ground and pushed him with the pole sliding across
the floor straight into two more pirates!

Success! thought Brett.

When the pirates tried to get up, Brett went straight to them and
smacked their faces with one swift motion of the stick.

But the party was over for Brett as he looked into the cold metal gun
barrel of yet another pirate. Brett put up his hands in surrender.

Throughout the ship, the situation was worsening. The passengers were
being captured and their valuables were pillaged.

A steamship employee named Indiana Giacomo had a knife held to his
throat by a sinister pirate.

ìHold your fire! Lay down your weapons!î Giacomo said, advising the
few fighting passengers -- like James.

The Pirates had no further use for Giacomo, several brawny pirates
(although, not nearly as brawny as Goodsport) approached him and began
to give him the beating of his life. The first pirate punched him in
the stomach. The second swashbuckler began to tickle the bottom of
his feet relentlessly. Giacomo couldnít help but giggle at the cruel,
unusual torture. The third and last pirate simply slapped him on the
back of his head and called him the only word in English he knew- a
ìSlackerî. Giacomo gasped for breath and fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, James and his adversary were still fighting heavily. The
pirate stood at the top of a flight of metal stairs. He didnít hold
that position for long as he backflipped down to the level below.

Smiling, he motioned James to come down and join him. James tried to
duplicate the flip of the pirate, but was met with little success as
he landed on his back. He moaned and picked up his fedora.

The pirate laughed menacingly, and James tried to shut him up with a
kick to the head. The pirate was too quick for Jamesí kick and ducked
before it could hit him. The pirate kicked James in the chest,
sending him against the wall.

Meanwhile, some pirates began to organize the captured passengers.
They were marching them forward. Meg was walking slowly. Seeing
this, a pirate soon sped her up. Meg shrieked annoyingly with pain as
she was being forced forward.

On the deck of the ship, several crew members were having a gunfight
with the pirates still on board their own vessel. The first mate
fired his side arm and successfully hit one of the pirates in the
head, and his body fell into the dark waters below.

Meanwhile, James took the fight out on the ships decks. He flipped
the pirate over, who surprisingly got back up. As soon as he got back
up, the fedora-wearing James kicked him again and again in the face
and the stomach, forcing him farther down the deck. James gave one
final kick to the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

Hehehe... I kicked some ass! James thought as he smirked.

But that smile vanished as, out of nowhere, a black leather boot
smacked him in the face. James fell down and rolled down the ramp and
down into all the passengers and the pirates holding them at gunpoint.

Walking down the stairs was Tessa, the singer and the black
leather-clad figure who kicked James.

As soon as James stood up, Brett ran over to him, Meg was there, too.
He looked around as gun wielding pirates forced the passengers to
forfeit their watches, jewels, wallets and paper clips.

ìItís the singer!î Brett exclaimed.

As Tessa continued to walk down the stairs, she began to speak.

ìWe donít want to make your lives short. We just want your money,
your jewels...î Tessa stopped walking and looked at all the frightened
passengers giving a sinister smile, then continued her sentence,îyour
gold. My name is Tessa, and this is my first mate, Goodsport!î Tessa
pointed to a shirtless, brawny man with huge biceps.

Goodsport walked forward (besides Tessa, he was the only pirate who
was not Chinese). He flexed his arms for the passengers, who gawked
as his muscles bulged bigger than anything they had ever seen before.
Goodsport smiled as sweat dripped off his arms.

ìHoly shit!î were the only two words that escaped Brettís mouth at the
sight of this massive hulk.

A pirate went to Meg and yanked her bag.

ìNo! Itís mine!!î Meg screamed.

Tessa, meanwhile, walked up to Indy Magnoli, reached in his shirt
pocket, and silently pulled out a wad of money. Seeing this, Abner
stepped forward. Tessa drew out her gun and shot poor Abner, who
collapsed amidst many shrieks and hollars.

Brett and James looked back at Meg, who was still fighting over the
bag with the pirate.

ìMeg, give him the bag!î James yelled.

ìYes, give it up!î Brett agreed.

ìNO!î Meg screamed as the pirate took her bag and dumped itís contents
on the ground.

A few clothes came out and to Brett and Jamesí surprise, the box!

Brett turned to James and screamed in astonishment. ìShe had the
box!!î

Meg took a dive for the box, but the pirate picked it up and dumped it
with the other valuables.

Goodsport investigated James to see if he had anything of value. He
patted his pockets and then finally noticed the key to the box that
was hanging around his neck. He gave a big, semi-toothless grin and
made use of his massive muscles as he ripped the key from Jamesí neck.

ìNow they have the key!î Brett screamed.

ìJames, you had the key?î Meg said, standing up. ìYou were the ones
who attacked Webley at the temple!î

ìYou were the one who shot him in his room?î James asked.

ìHe was going to kill me! We were supposed to be partners!î Meg
exclaimed.

Goodsport noticed three of the other pirates trying to lower all of
the passengersí valuables into their pirate ship to little success.
Goodsport pushed back all three pirates aside, grabbed the rope and
raised and lowered the massive treasure bundle from the cruise ship to
the pirate ship.

Tessa walked over to the shipís railing, stood up on it and began to
speak. ìAttention! I would like to thank you for sharing your
considerable wealth with me, Goodsport, and the rest of my crew.
Sorry, I wonít be able to entertain you any longer!î With a smile,
Tessa back flipped and landed over at her own vessel. She hollered
something in Chinese, and the ship began moving. Goodsport gave a
semi-toothless grin, flexed his sweaty muscles, and jumped into the
ship also.

Meg looked over at the ship slowly sailing away. She decided to run
for it.

Brett looked over at James, and then ran off towards the lifeboats.
James followed.

ìShe had the box!î Brett exclaimed.

Meanwhile, the Chinese pirates began firing their weapons on the ship.
The first mate was back at it again, firing rounds at the fierce
pirates.

ìIt was in our room!!!î Brett yelled at James.

ìDonít worry about that now, all we need is a boat!î James said,
running forward. ìHereís one!î James said, pointing to a lifeboat
attached to the railings.

Back at the pirate ship, a cannon ignited, and blew apart the
lifeboat.

ìSo much for that one! Look there's one!î James said, pointing down
at a boat with Meg in it trying desperately to catch the pirate ship.

ìWhere is she going?î Brett asked.

ìHey Meg! Wait up!î James said as he climbed over the rails and
jumped into the boat.

ìDonít try and stop me, Jimmy! Iím not losing that action figure!î
Meg yelled.

ìAh to hell with this!î Brett muttered as he too jumped over the rail
and landed on the boat.

ìThe action figure is ours!î Brett yelled.

ìI have no time to sit and argue, get out of my boat!!î screamed Meg
at her two unwelcomed visitors.

ìI throw you overboard!î Brett screamed back.

ìNo! Brett! No!î James yelled, holding his angry brother back. ìNow
look, why donít you climb back on the boat! you canít handle these
pirates by yourself!î James said to Meg.

ìWe are losing the pirate ship!î Brett screamed.

ìMaybe we can make a deal! We can split it three ways! Thereís
plenty for all of us!î Meg stated.

ìWe donít want to share! Dump her out, James!î Brett motioned to his
brother.

ìBrett, I canít do that!î James said.

ìThat pirate ship is getting away!î Meg screamed. ìPartners?î

James was reluctant to give an answer. ìBrett! Row!î James yelled.

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