i am not here, ol' buddy. the cia has absolutely no knowledge of the missing ship, the missing gold, where it was going, or when it left hong kong.
hey - the world is my office.
smells like.  coffee plants.
colorful.  shark attack?
i don't know if you'd call it a boat.
step into my office.
what do you want with the harbor master?
seized it from a guy smuggling computer chips out of bangkok. should have seen his rose garden: blooms the size of hand grenades.
i think i've just seen my next future ex-wife.
by the way, jimbo - whatever happened to that girl - in cuba - ?
yeah. russian minister of transportation.
i envy your 'undercover' assignments.
spends his nights at the kuala lumpur yacht club.
hell. the cia built that club.
okay gentlemen. the name of the game is 7-card cambodian stud. everything is wild!
yo! jimbo! i won five hundred - what happened?
i dunno, jimbo. it can't be out here. how could they get this far off course?
they'd never sail this close to the shore.
two-fifty's pretty deep for air. you should really be using mixed gases.
i got you covered.
smell that jimmy? sea kelp.
hey - it could be worse. at least they speak english.
so you two know each other!?! small world, ain't it? what happened? commitment problems?
jack wade. citibank. commercial loan division. if you're ever lookin' for a sweet refinance on the boat -
so it was commitment!
that would be me -
- nice trick with the arrest. very convincing.
where to now, jimbo?
life is not fair.
tell me, q-ster. you do ever do any gardening?