Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I am Mr Egg Shen, with this wonderful tour.

You sound a little nervous, pal.

Let's you and me have a little talk, friend.

Lo Pan. The godfather of Little China, Mr David Lo Pan.

with a cosy little apartment in back, just big enough for two.

Little bastard sorcerer has brought them through the Bog of the Dead Trees.

Which Lo Pan? Little old basket case on wheels, or the ten-foot-tall roadblock?

What I'd like to do today is get your version of what happened.

- You mean the truth? - Of course. What I'd like to do today is get your version of what happened.

- You mean the truth? - Of course.

First, just state your name and your occupation for the record.

Egg Shen, bus driver.

Bus driver. What kind of bus and where, please?

Tour bus. Bus for tourists. San Francisco Chinatown.

Thank you. Now, before we get to the meat of this thing,

do you at the present time have any knowledge

of the whereabouts of a Mr Jack Burton or his truck?

- Oh, God. Will you leave him alone? - Mr Shen, please.

You could be in a great deal of trouble. Half a city block explodes in a ball of green flame.

Green flame! All hell is breaking loose here.