Jackie Chan Adventures (2000–2005): Season 2, Episode 12 - Showdown in the Old West - full transcript
Jackie and company stop in ghost town. They find a book with the story of Jackie's ancestor who was a sheriff in the Old West.
Ah. Always come back
from Reno estate sale
with good finds for shop!
Yes, uncle.
And always such big finds.
You should buy bigger car!
More trunk space.
More trunk space is
so not a bad idea.
Jackie: Look!
Old west ghost town!
Oh! We must visit.
Ay-eee-ahh!
Ghosts are nothing to trifle with!
Tch. Ghost town
just means old and deserted
and boring.
I've heard that my
great-great-grandfather
came out west and
lived in a cowboy town.
I'm curious to see
what one looks like.
Driver's privilege.
Any ghost here
better not show face!
You do not want to mess
with uncle's herbs!
Hmm. Not much here.
Duh!
(Gasps) Ghost!
(Gasps) Ayyy-yaaa!
Ghost?
Kind of.
The ghost of Jackie.
"The Hong Kong kid."
Ahhh-yaaa!
Do not scare uncle like that!
Amazing!
The picture looks just like me!
This book must be about my
great-great-grandfather.
Fine. Take home.
Make good bedtime story.
I wanna hear it now.
Me, too.
Ahem.
"It was the end of a long day
for the men and women working
to build the new railroad."
(Toot)
Ok, people. Time to knock off.
Whew! This is thirsty work.
I'm going to town for a
nice frosty ginger ale.
Care to join me, friend?
Railroad workers are
not welcome in town.
Oh, don't be silly.
We are in America now.
We can go anywhere we please.
(Humming)
Oh, hello.
Good day.
Hot one, isn't it?
Ah... A cafe.
(Boisterous conversation)
Uh... Howdy, partners?
Well, looky here, boys.
We got us a railroad worker.
Railroad workers ain't allowed
in this here establishment.
Ain't that right, Maureen?
I don't want no trouble here.
Oh, no trouble, ma'am.
I would just like a ginger ale
with lots of ice, please.
Very thirsty.
I've been working on the
railroad, uh...
All the livelong day?
We can't have no lawman
sticking his nose in our
business, mayor.
And you shan't.
I took care of the last
sheriff, didn't I?
Yeah. Well...
It's the next one we
gotta worry about.
Can't risk nobody putting
the kibosh on our big plan.
Hmm. I see your point.
So why not pick a
patsy for the job?
Someone who'd offer
no resistance...
A bumbler. A fool.
Someone like...
That was not very nice of you...
Ooh!
Him.
This is a very great
honor, Mr. mayor.
But why me?
Well, because you're...
A railroad worker!
And railroad workers
always make the best sheriffs.
I did not know that.
I won't let you down.
No, I'm quite sure you won't.
Niece: Uncle Jackie?
Uh... I am Jackie.
I am your niece...
Just arrived from Hong Kong.
This is so cool!
She's my long-lost,
great-great something or other!
I betcha she looked
exactly like me.
Actually, it says here
that the sheriff's niece
was very tall and 15 years old.
Must be a typo.
I trust the preparations
are complete?
Indeed they are, shendu.
The stagecoach comes through
town tomorrow morning,
and the gold and the antiquities
bound for the new
San Francisco museum
shall be on board.
And among those antiquities
the horse talisman,
possessing the power to free me
from this miserable stone casement!
You do remember our little deal.
Once free,
you will help us get even more gold.
Uh, at your earliest
convenience, of course.
You'll probably want to freshen
up, stretch the old legs...
And what steps have you taken
to prevent any interference?
I've handpicked a new sheriff.
A real find.
Yeech. I hate unpacking.
It is such hard work.
You should try
building a railroad.
"The sheriff
"soon earned the respect
of the townspeople
because of his
bravery and heroism."
Oh, it's black Bart, sheriff!
He's loose!
Oh, bad outlaw?
My cat!
He won't come down
off that roof!
Here, kitty kitty.
Got you!
Whoa!
Whoa-oa-oa!
Uh...
Old lady: Oh!
Naughty little black Bart!
You had mama worried sick.
Oh, thank you, sheriff.
You're welcome.
Niece, I will see you
when the big hand is on the 6.
"The town had never had a
lawman like sheriff Jackie.
"No lawbreaker was
immune from his tough
but fair brand of
frontier justice."
You will have to pick those up.
We have very strict
laws against littering.
Just feedin' my mule, sheriff.
I can appreciate that,
but I was hired to clean
up this town, so...
So you either throw
'em in the trash can,
or we throw you in the pokey.
Ha ha! Yeah, sure.
Whatever you say, girlie.
Girlie?
I happen to be his deputy.
Niece, you are not my deputy.
But she is right about... oh!
"The job sometimes got rough,
"but wet or dry,
the sheriff would
always get his man."
Perhaps a night in jail
will make you think twice
before breaking the law again.
Uh-oh.
I would like you
to go talk to the mayor.
Deputy business?
Uh... Yes!
Jail cell needs repair.
Tch! Fine.
Doubt Annie oakley
started out like this.
This new sheriff's
a real burr in my saddle, mayor.
Thought he was
supposed to be a patsy.
Oh, please.
Apprehending litterbugs?
Saving kittens?
This fellow's nothing
but a dim bulb
with a shiny badge.
I guarantee our stagecoach heist
will go off without a hitch.
Well, well, well.
We've got us a no-good,
snoopin' little varmint.
What do you think we
ought to do with her?
How's about we tie her to a
cactus out on the prairie,
let the buzzards decide?
Jackie, reading: "There she
was, the sheriff's niece",
"caught red-handed
spying on the bad guys.
Suddenly,
she opened her mouth and..."
(speaking Chinese)
She obviously
understands no English.
Let her go.
Whoa!
Now, that was one smooth move.
"The niece tipped
off the sheriff
about what she had heard."
The mayor? Those nice men?
Oh, you must have misunderstood.
Hello!
I was the one talking
Chinese, not them!
I understood perfectly!
Uh, yes.
I am heading out to pay
a visit to an old friend.
Please mind the office.
Right! And work on the case.
Hey,
quite a load you're carryin'!
Payroll for every town
from here to Tahoe,
plus some far-east artifacts
for that new museum in San Fran.
Well, thanks, partner.
See you next month.
It's so shiny!
I Polish it often.
Ah... From railroad
worker to sheriff.
It seems... Impossible.
Actually, railroad workers
make the best sheriffs.
I did not know that.
Hey-yah!
Tch, tch, tch.
Speeding in a railroad
construction zone.
Please, stop the... oh!
(Coughing)
You are speeding!
Pull over!
Oh!
Uh-oh.
(Small voice) Ow.
Hey, this stage is
carrying government...
Aah! Oof!
Deputy niece to the rescue!
Deputy niece must wait here.
I'm talkin' some serious dinero!
Please pull over!
He said please! Yeah, right!
I guess here is
where I earn my pay.
Ow! Oh... gaaah!
Oh... oh... ow... ow! Bad day!
Bad day!
Wha... aah!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You are in very big trouble!
Not as big as you!
Uh... ravine! Hit the brakes!
Sorry, railroad worker.
I'm off this train!
Aah! Bad day at black rock!
Jackie,
reading: "It looked like curtains
"for sheriff Jackie,
when..." huh?
Why did you stop?
What happened next?
The page is missing!
Boring story, anyway.
Baa! That is the fate of
my great-great-grandfather
that you are using to
clean your glasses!
(Clears throat)
"In a spectacular
feat of derring-do,
sheriff Jackie took
control of the reins."
Thank you, sheriff.
There's a whole lotta folks
counting on that cargo
for their paychecks.
Just doin' my job.
I grow impatient, valmont!
I trust your men were able
to pull off a simple robbery.
Rest assured, shendu,
my boys will be
rendezvousing with
us momentarily.
You see?
Uh... Ran into a little trouble.
That sheriff you hired.
You didn't get the gold?!
Shendu: Fools!
Hey, hold on, shen-dude.
Ain't exactly like we
came back empty-handed.
(Clicks tongue)
Got the horse off the
stagecoach, just like you asked.
I didn't want the horse!
I wanted the horse talisman!
Oh. Uh...
What's a talisman?
Valmont: You have my
word, shendu.
They will be tarred
and feathered.
But first things first...
This meddling sheriff must pay.
Count me out.
That guy ain't human.
And that is why you shall
use magic to defeat him.
So... How do we work 'em?
You don't.
The magic works by itself.
Neat-o.
You dare to spy on me?!
Uh-oh...
Whoa!
The stagecoach company will
probably give you a big reward.
"Meet us for a showdown at
the lucky corral at high noon.
Signed, the bad guys."
Oh, this is very bad.
What are you talking about?
You bushwhacked 'em last time, didn't you?
You'll do it again.
No. They will be
using powerful...
Unh... Unh.
Powerful what? Tell me!
"Sheriff Jackie
was very worried,
"certain he would
lose the showdown
"now that the bad guys would
be using powerful something.
"But then his niece saw
something through the window
that gave her hope."
Who is that?
A very wise man from
the old country.
Who will be the first to try
my Shanghai surprise elixir?
Very powerful.
Good for digestion.
Hi. Remember me?
Ah, girl from Hong Kong.
Look different.
Thought you were 15 and taller.
It was a typo.
Ahh...
Now story getting interesting.
See? I told... ow.
Keep reading.
"After he finished
selling 10 bottles
"of good-for-digestion elixir,
"the peddler took the
sheriff and his niece
into the back of his wagon."
Oh, what is that,
an immortality potion?
Green tea. Drink.
Uh, no, thank you.
I... I do not mean to be
rude, but as I told you,
I have been challenged
to a big showdown at high noon.
We were sort of hoping
you had some of that
wise-wizard-from-
the-old-country kind of advice.
I do. Don't go.
That's it, "don't go"?
Best I could do on short notice.
I have to go.
It is my sworn
duty as a sheriff.
Soon to be ex-sheriff.
"The old clock tower
struck high noon
"as sheriff Jackie..." oh...
What's up, Jackie? Keep reading.
I can't. I never learned what became
of my great-great-grandfather.
What if this was
his last roundup?
Give it here!
Uncle hate suspense.
"Old clock tower
struck high noon"
"as sheriff Jackie started
long walk to lucky corral."
"From opposite direction,
outlaws headed
that way as well."
"Let's do this,"
said the bad guy.
"T?" What's that
supposed to mean,
he wants some tea?
Time-out. No firearms, ok?
A fair fight.
Fair fight? Sure.
No problem-o, amigo.
Gotta tip my hat to
you, sheriff.
Anytime now.
Ahh, magic.
Oh, more bad day, more bad day!
You forgot your hat.
Huh?
(Muffled grumbling)
Oh, this ought to be good.
Daaaaahhhhh!
Ohh, ohh, ohh.
Wee-hah! Hog-tied like a heifer.
Ohh.
Hold this, please.
Huh? What the...
Whoa, whoa. Guuh.
(Grunts)
Uh, we had an agreement...
No firearms.
Guess I missed that meeting.
Ever been locked in a 4-foot
stall with a bucking bronco?
Once.
Jade: ♪ oh, Mr. mayor... ♪
Huh?
Hmm, Shanghai surprise
good for digestion,
bad for everything else.
I hope you all
enjoy your new home.
I reckon we had you
wrong, sheriff.
You're ok.
Like to thank you for
cleaning up the town.
Oh, well,
you know what they say...
Railroad workers always
make the best sheriffs.
Speaking of which...
Please welcome your new sheriff.
New sheriff?
Hmm, shiny.
I am retiring.
I miss the fresh air, the open spaces.
I am going back to the railroad.
Looks like peddler
has new assistant.
Really?
Cool. What do I do?
Make tea.
Ach...
Uh, old peddler man,
where are you heading?
Railroad is the other way.
Forget railroad.
Plenty more bottle
of elixir to sell.
Yeah. And plenty more towns
that need cleaning up.
"And off they rode, into sunset.
The end."
Oh, it is nice to know
that my ancestor
was such a hero.
- Jackie a hero?
- Jackie a hero?
Hoo! Ha!
It was old-west Jade
who saved his butt.
You're crazy.
Old peddler man saved day.
Hey, Jackie?
Yes?
What's your Chinese name?
My real, real, real name
is called fong shu lo.
In the school in Australia,
they asked me,
"what's your name?"
I said,
"my name Chang Kong sun."
"No, no, no.
Ok, your name Steven."
Yeah, I becoming a Steven.
In the factory,
the building bilker
asked me what's my name.
My friend said, "Jack."
J-a-c-k.
Then, after I know a
little bit English,
then a j-a-c... Jackie.
I think I like rhythm.
Jackie.
from Reno estate sale
with good finds for shop!
Yes, uncle.
And always such big finds.
You should buy bigger car!
More trunk space.
More trunk space is
so not a bad idea.
Jackie: Look!
Old west ghost town!
Oh! We must visit.
Ay-eee-ahh!
Ghosts are nothing to trifle with!
Tch. Ghost town
just means old and deserted
and boring.
I've heard that my
great-great-grandfather
came out west and
lived in a cowboy town.
I'm curious to see
what one looks like.
Driver's privilege.
Any ghost here
better not show face!
You do not want to mess
with uncle's herbs!
Hmm. Not much here.
Duh!
(Gasps) Ghost!
(Gasps) Ayyy-yaaa!
Ghost?
Kind of.
The ghost of Jackie.
"The Hong Kong kid."
Ahhh-yaaa!
Do not scare uncle like that!
Amazing!
The picture looks just like me!
This book must be about my
great-great-grandfather.
Fine. Take home.
Make good bedtime story.
I wanna hear it now.
Me, too.
Ahem.
"It was the end of a long day
for the men and women working
to build the new railroad."
(Toot)
Ok, people. Time to knock off.
Whew! This is thirsty work.
I'm going to town for a
nice frosty ginger ale.
Care to join me, friend?
Railroad workers are
not welcome in town.
Oh, don't be silly.
We are in America now.
We can go anywhere we please.
(Humming)
Oh, hello.
Good day.
Hot one, isn't it?
Ah... A cafe.
(Boisterous conversation)
Uh... Howdy, partners?
Well, looky here, boys.
We got us a railroad worker.
Railroad workers ain't allowed
in this here establishment.
Ain't that right, Maureen?
I don't want no trouble here.
Oh, no trouble, ma'am.
I would just like a ginger ale
with lots of ice, please.
Very thirsty.
I've been working on the
railroad, uh...
All the livelong day?
We can't have no lawman
sticking his nose in our
business, mayor.
And you shan't.
I took care of the last
sheriff, didn't I?
Yeah. Well...
It's the next one we
gotta worry about.
Can't risk nobody putting
the kibosh on our big plan.
Hmm. I see your point.
So why not pick a
patsy for the job?
Someone who'd offer
no resistance...
A bumbler. A fool.
Someone like...
That was not very nice of you...
Ooh!
Him.
This is a very great
honor, Mr. mayor.
But why me?
Well, because you're...
A railroad worker!
And railroad workers
always make the best sheriffs.
I did not know that.
I won't let you down.
No, I'm quite sure you won't.
Niece: Uncle Jackie?
Uh... I am Jackie.
I am your niece...
Just arrived from Hong Kong.
This is so cool!
She's my long-lost,
great-great something or other!
I betcha she looked
exactly like me.
Actually, it says here
that the sheriff's niece
was very tall and 15 years old.
Must be a typo.
I trust the preparations
are complete?
Indeed they are, shendu.
The stagecoach comes through
town tomorrow morning,
and the gold and the antiquities
bound for the new
San Francisco museum
shall be on board.
And among those antiquities
the horse talisman,
possessing the power to free me
from this miserable stone casement!
You do remember our little deal.
Once free,
you will help us get even more gold.
Uh, at your earliest
convenience, of course.
You'll probably want to freshen
up, stretch the old legs...
And what steps have you taken
to prevent any interference?
I've handpicked a new sheriff.
A real find.
Yeech. I hate unpacking.
It is such hard work.
You should try
building a railroad.
"The sheriff
"soon earned the respect
of the townspeople
because of his
bravery and heroism."
Oh, it's black Bart, sheriff!
He's loose!
Oh, bad outlaw?
My cat!
He won't come down
off that roof!
Here, kitty kitty.
Got you!
Whoa!
Whoa-oa-oa!
Uh...
Old lady: Oh!
Naughty little black Bart!
You had mama worried sick.
Oh, thank you, sheriff.
You're welcome.
Niece, I will see you
when the big hand is on the 6.
"The town had never had a
lawman like sheriff Jackie.
"No lawbreaker was
immune from his tough
but fair brand of
frontier justice."
You will have to pick those up.
We have very strict
laws against littering.
Just feedin' my mule, sheriff.
I can appreciate that,
but I was hired to clean
up this town, so...
So you either throw
'em in the trash can,
or we throw you in the pokey.
Ha ha! Yeah, sure.
Whatever you say, girlie.
Girlie?
I happen to be his deputy.
Niece, you are not my deputy.
But she is right about... oh!
"The job sometimes got rough,
"but wet or dry,
the sheriff would
always get his man."
Perhaps a night in jail
will make you think twice
before breaking the law again.
Uh-oh.
I would like you
to go talk to the mayor.
Deputy business?
Uh... Yes!
Jail cell needs repair.
Tch! Fine.
Doubt Annie oakley
started out like this.
This new sheriff's
a real burr in my saddle, mayor.
Thought he was
supposed to be a patsy.
Oh, please.
Apprehending litterbugs?
Saving kittens?
This fellow's nothing
but a dim bulb
with a shiny badge.
I guarantee our stagecoach heist
will go off without a hitch.
Well, well, well.
We've got us a no-good,
snoopin' little varmint.
What do you think we
ought to do with her?
How's about we tie her to a
cactus out on the prairie,
let the buzzards decide?
Jackie, reading: "There she
was, the sheriff's niece",
"caught red-handed
spying on the bad guys.
Suddenly,
she opened her mouth and..."
(speaking Chinese)
She obviously
understands no English.
Let her go.
Whoa!
Now, that was one smooth move.
"The niece tipped
off the sheriff
about what she had heard."
The mayor? Those nice men?
Oh, you must have misunderstood.
Hello!
I was the one talking
Chinese, not them!
I understood perfectly!
Uh, yes.
I am heading out to pay
a visit to an old friend.
Please mind the office.
Right! And work on the case.
Hey,
quite a load you're carryin'!
Payroll for every town
from here to Tahoe,
plus some far-east artifacts
for that new museum in San Fran.
Well, thanks, partner.
See you next month.
It's so shiny!
I Polish it often.
Ah... From railroad
worker to sheriff.
It seems... Impossible.
Actually, railroad workers
make the best sheriffs.
I did not know that.
Hey-yah!
Tch, tch, tch.
Speeding in a railroad
construction zone.
Please, stop the... oh!
(Coughing)
You are speeding!
Pull over!
Oh!
Uh-oh.
(Small voice) Ow.
Hey, this stage is
carrying government...
Aah! Oof!
Deputy niece to the rescue!
Deputy niece must wait here.
I'm talkin' some serious dinero!
Please pull over!
He said please! Yeah, right!
I guess here is
where I earn my pay.
Ow! Oh... gaaah!
Oh... oh... ow... ow! Bad day!
Bad day!
Wha... aah!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You are in very big trouble!
Not as big as you!
Uh... ravine! Hit the brakes!
Sorry, railroad worker.
I'm off this train!
Aah! Bad day at black rock!
Jackie,
reading: "It looked like curtains
"for sheriff Jackie,
when..." huh?
Why did you stop?
What happened next?
The page is missing!
Boring story, anyway.
Baa! That is the fate of
my great-great-grandfather
that you are using to
clean your glasses!
(Clears throat)
"In a spectacular
feat of derring-do,
sheriff Jackie took
control of the reins."
Thank you, sheriff.
There's a whole lotta folks
counting on that cargo
for their paychecks.
Just doin' my job.
I grow impatient, valmont!
I trust your men were able
to pull off a simple robbery.
Rest assured, shendu,
my boys will be
rendezvousing with
us momentarily.
You see?
Uh... Ran into a little trouble.
That sheriff you hired.
You didn't get the gold?!
Shendu: Fools!
Hey, hold on, shen-dude.
Ain't exactly like we
came back empty-handed.
(Clicks tongue)
Got the horse off the
stagecoach, just like you asked.
I didn't want the horse!
I wanted the horse talisman!
Oh. Uh...
What's a talisman?
Valmont: You have my
word, shendu.
They will be tarred
and feathered.
But first things first...
This meddling sheriff must pay.
Count me out.
That guy ain't human.
And that is why you shall
use magic to defeat him.
So... How do we work 'em?
You don't.
The magic works by itself.
Neat-o.
You dare to spy on me?!
Uh-oh...
Whoa!
The stagecoach company will
probably give you a big reward.
"Meet us for a showdown at
the lucky corral at high noon.
Signed, the bad guys."
Oh, this is very bad.
What are you talking about?
You bushwhacked 'em last time, didn't you?
You'll do it again.
No. They will be
using powerful...
Unh... Unh.
Powerful what? Tell me!
"Sheriff Jackie
was very worried,
"certain he would
lose the showdown
"now that the bad guys would
be using powerful something.
"But then his niece saw
something through the window
that gave her hope."
Who is that?
A very wise man from
the old country.
Who will be the first to try
my Shanghai surprise elixir?
Very powerful.
Good for digestion.
Hi. Remember me?
Ah, girl from Hong Kong.
Look different.
Thought you were 15 and taller.
It was a typo.
Ahh...
Now story getting interesting.
See? I told... ow.
Keep reading.
"After he finished
selling 10 bottles
"of good-for-digestion elixir,
"the peddler took the
sheriff and his niece
into the back of his wagon."
Oh, what is that,
an immortality potion?
Green tea. Drink.
Uh, no, thank you.
I... I do not mean to be
rude, but as I told you,
I have been challenged
to a big showdown at high noon.
We were sort of hoping
you had some of that
wise-wizard-from-
the-old-country kind of advice.
I do. Don't go.
That's it, "don't go"?
Best I could do on short notice.
I have to go.
It is my sworn
duty as a sheriff.
Soon to be ex-sheriff.
"The old clock tower
struck high noon
"as sheriff Jackie..." oh...
What's up, Jackie? Keep reading.
I can't. I never learned what became
of my great-great-grandfather.
What if this was
his last roundup?
Give it here!
Uncle hate suspense.
"Old clock tower
struck high noon"
"as sheriff Jackie started
long walk to lucky corral."
"From opposite direction,
outlaws headed
that way as well."
"Let's do this,"
said the bad guy.
"T?" What's that
supposed to mean,
he wants some tea?
Time-out. No firearms, ok?
A fair fight.
Fair fight? Sure.
No problem-o, amigo.
Gotta tip my hat to
you, sheriff.
Anytime now.
Ahh, magic.
Oh, more bad day, more bad day!
You forgot your hat.
Huh?
(Muffled grumbling)
Oh, this ought to be good.
Daaaaahhhhh!
Ohh, ohh, ohh.
Wee-hah! Hog-tied like a heifer.
Ohh.
Hold this, please.
Huh? What the...
Whoa, whoa. Guuh.
(Grunts)
Uh, we had an agreement...
No firearms.
Guess I missed that meeting.
Ever been locked in a 4-foot
stall with a bucking bronco?
Once.
Jade: ♪ oh, Mr. mayor... ♪
Huh?
Hmm, Shanghai surprise
good for digestion,
bad for everything else.
I hope you all
enjoy your new home.
I reckon we had you
wrong, sheriff.
You're ok.
Like to thank you for
cleaning up the town.
Oh, well,
you know what they say...
Railroad workers always
make the best sheriffs.
Speaking of which...
Please welcome your new sheriff.
New sheriff?
Hmm, shiny.
I am retiring.
I miss the fresh air, the open spaces.
I am going back to the railroad.
Looks like peddler
has new assistant.
Really?
Cool. What do I do?
Make tea.
Ach...
Uh, old peddler man,
where are you heading?
Railroad is the other way.
Forget railroad.
Plenty more bottle
of elixir to sell.
Yeah. And plenty more towns
that need cleaning up.
"And off they rode, into sunset.
The end."
Oh, it is nice to know
that my ancestor
was such a hero.
- Jackie a hero?
- Jackie a hero?
Hoo! Ha!
It was old-west Jade
who saved his butt.
You're crazy.
Old peddler man saved day.
Hey, Jackie?
Yes?
What's your Chinese name?
My real, real, real name
is called fong shu lo.
In the school in Australia,
they asked me,
"what's your name?"
I said,
"my name Chang Kong sun."
"No, no, no.
Ok, your name Steven."
Yeah, I becoming a Steven.
In the factory,
the building bilker
asked me what's my name.
My friend said, "Jack."
J-a-c-k.
Then, after I know a
little bit English,
then a j-a-c... Jackie.
I think I like rhythm.
Jackie.