Jackie: I have heard that my great-great-grandfather came out west and lived in a cowboy town. I'm curious to see what one looks like.
[Uncle and Jade groan]
Jackie: Driver's privilege.
Uncle: [after Jade screams] Ghost?
Jade: Kind of. The ghost of Jackie.
[Jade points to a book with a picture of Jackie as a cowboy]
Jackie Chan: [Picking up the book] The Hong Kong Kid.
Friend: Railroad workers are not welcome in town.
Hong Kong Kid: Oh don't be silly. We are in America now. We can go anywhere we please.
Old West Ratso: We can't have no lawman sticking his nose in our business, Mayor.
Mayor Valmont: And you shan't. I took care of the last sheriff, didn't I?
Old West Finn: Yeah, well it's the next one we gotta worry about. Can't risk nobody putting the kibosh on our big plans.
Mayor Valmont: Hmmm. I see your point. So why not pick a patsy for the job? Somebody who'll offer no resistence: a bumbler, a fool. Someone like
[Valmont looks outside and sees the Hong Kong Kid]
Jade: This is so cool! She's my long lost great-great something or other. I betcha she looked exactly like me.
Jackie: Actually it says here that the Sheriff's niece was very tall and 15 years old.
Jade: Must be a typo.
Hong Kong Kid: Perhaps a night in jail will make you think twice before breaking the law again.
[Closes the cell door, then he jail bars fall down]
Hong Kong Kid: Uh oh.
Jackie: [to Uncle] Bah! That is the fate of my great-great-grandfather that you are using to clean your glasses!
Shendu: I grown impatient, Valmont. I trust your men were able to pull off a simple robbery.
Mayor Valmont: Rest assured, Shendu. My boys will be rendezvousing with us momentarily.
[the men arrive]
Mayor Valmont: You see?
Old West Ratso: Uh, ran into a little trouble.
Old West Finn: That sheriff you hired.
Old West Ratso: Uh, count me out. That guy ain't human.
Shendu: And that is why you will use magic to defeat him.
[Magically charges a hat and rope]
Old West Finn: So how do we work 'em?
Old West Finn: You don't. The magic works by itself.
Sheriff's Niece: Hi. Remember me?
Peddler: Ah. girl from Hong Kong. Look different, thought you were 15 and taller.
Sheriff's Niece: It was a typo!
Hong Kong Kid: [Valmont pulls out a shotgun] Uh we had an agreement. No firearms.
Mayor Valmont: Guess I missed this meeting. Ever been locked in a 4 foot stall with a bucking bronco.
Hong Kong Kid: Once.