"* []" "Passport, entry permit, inoculation record, billeting slip, and your return ticket." "That's everything." "Thank you, Mr. Barrett." "Please report at the Provost Marshal's office by noon." "Is that an order, lieutenant?" "Well, it's required." "Huh." "Oh, uh, could I leave this here until I'm sure I can stay?" "Yes, sir, of course." "Will you check this bag?" "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Colonel Dahlgren?" "Passport number 2-7-6-3-2-2 just went through, sir." "Thank you, sir." "You'll find your papers in room three." "Breaking into Tokyo's tougher than breaking out of Alcatraz." "What do I get now, a check for" "Shh." "Don't give them any ideas, sir." "No..." "Stand as close to the bar as you can, sir." "That's been one of my troubles." "What's that, sir?" "I, uh...skip it." "Yes, sir." "[SHUTTER CLICKING]" "That's it, sir." "You own property here in Tokyo?" "7-11 Nichome, Ginza." "What sort of business did you operate there before the war?" "A joint...gambling." "Tokyo Joe's." "And you're Mr. Joseph Barrett?" "That's right, major." "At present, of course, we can't license Americans to operate enterprises of that category." "Yes, I found that out Stateside when I filled out that stack of forms." "Now, look here." "I'm a voter, a taxpayer, and an ex-servicemen, but I'm not allowed to make a living out of a business I built up out of my own dough." "Do I get permission to look at the place-- that is, if it's still there?" "Tokyo Joe's appears to be off limits at the moment." "It's operated by a Japanese." "If he makes any difficulty about letting you in" "He's a friend of mine." "Your visitor's permit will be good for 60 days." "What if that isn't enough time to finish my business?" "It'll have to be, I'm afraid." "Years ago, I picked Tokyo to be my hometown." "I was all set." "I had everything I wanted in the world." "Now it's been kicked around and I can't even" "You object to its having been kicked around?" "I helped kick it around, and if it happens again, I'll do the same thing." "I'm sorry, colonel." "Skip the rank." "I gave up being an officer and a gentleman when I turned in my little brown suit." "Thanks, major." "On passport 2-7-6-3-2-2, please mark prints and photos for the attention of Colonel Dahlgren." "Nichome, Ginza." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Excuse, please." "Off limit." "So sorry." "Where's Ito?" "Not understanding." "Off limit." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Oh, so that's not a bar, this isn't Tokyo Joe's, and you never heard of Ito, huh?" "Thank you." "Goodbye, please." "Go, please." "Ito!" "Joe!" "Baby!" "This is great!" "When did you get in?" "I just got through all the red tape." "Hey, you look wonderful." "Ah, you put on a little bit, huh?" "What's the matter?" "You lost your corkscrew?" "Oh, very sorry." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "This way, please." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "I saved this for you all through the bombings, Joe-san." "San?" "When did you start calling me "mister"?" "What's the idea of all this Japanese politeness to a pal, anyway?" "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "What's the matter with you?" "Come on, Ito, give." "Joe, you are an American." "I am a Japanese." "Are you kidding?" "The war's been over for years." "I still feel very bad about everything." "Oh, I see." "You're the guy that thought up the whole Pearl Harbor deal, huh?" "It's not funny, Joe-san, and... and now we are ashamed because you treat us decently." "What did you think we were going to do?" "Come in here and roust you around?" "Yes, that's what we all did think," "Joe-san." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Look, I just came 8000 miles to see you." "We're partners, remember?" "I'm the guy that learned you the best Brooklyn English, while you used to teach me judo." "You haven't forgotten that, have you?" "Come on, let's see if you can still go." "Please don't, Joe." "Oh, come on." "Please, we'll get pinched." "Japanese and Americas can't ever have judo s hiai n o more." "Oh, there's no MPs around here." "Now, protect yourself before I bounce you off the ceiling." "Why, you dirty murderer." "What you been doing since you got your discharge, Joe?" "Believe it or not," "I got sucked into a legitimate racket and it ruined me." "What racket?" "A Jerkwater airline." "First I fly the seat off my pants..." "And then they repossess the pants." "No worry about that here." "We're making out okay, huh?" "Terrible." "Nobody's got any real dough." "What's our angle?" "Angle?" "We just run a restaurant." "No black market at all, eh?" "Why, Joe, the black market has been wiped out." "It's like music hearing you lie again, Ito." "Makes me want to cry." "Nix, nix-- a headlock ain't judo." "My mistake." "Think nothing of it." "Hey, you dog, you busted my back." "No kidding, Joe?" "Yeah, but I can still use my legs." "How do you feel now?" "I feel great, Joe." "Hey..." "Kanda." "Hey, wait a minute." "That's my watch." "It don't pay to let Kanda get too close." "It sure don't." "That guy's a great artist." "It this why you've been writing me to come back to Japan?" "Is this guy the big deal you've been talking about?" "What are we going to do, get rich managing a pickpocket?" "Do you remember Kimura Danshaku?" "Used to be head of the secret police?" "The Baron Kimura." "Is he still around?" "Look, Joe..." "Come on upstairs." "They don't understand a word of English-- unless they listen." "I got your old quarters all fixed up for you." "Even had the roof put back on." "I'll have Kanda take your bag up, huh?" "No." "No, I..." "I think I'd better stay over at the Teito Hotel." "Over my dead body." "This is your home." "Kanda..." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Hey, uh, what ever became of that rat-trap hotel that used to be right next door?" "The B-29s converted it into a parking lot." "Well, it's lucky they stopped when they did or all Tokyo would have been a parking lot." "Next time, it'll be the whole world, and nothing left to park." "You know, I..." "* A cigarette that bears A lipstick's traces" "* An airline ticket To romantic places" "* And still my heart Has wings" "* These foolish things Remind me of you" "* A tinkling piano In the next apartment" "* Those stumbling words" "* That told you What my heart meant" "* A fairground's Painted swings" "* These foolish things Remind me" "* Of you" "* You came You saw" "* You conquered me" "* When you" "* Did that to me" "* I knew somehow This had to be" "* The winds of March" "* That made my heart A dancer... *" "Where do you get off pulling a thing like this?" "Don't you remember the number she used to sing for you downstairs?" "I thought you'd like it, Joe." "* Oh, how the ghost of you Clings... *" "Like it?" "How could I like it?" "All right, she's dead." "I came back here knowing that." "I shouldn't have let you con me into coming back." "But Joe, Trina ain't dead." "I should have stayed in the States." "What did you just say?" "Sure, the papers just had it balled up." "She's right here in Tokyo." "She's fine, Joe." "I just seen her last week." "Where does she live?" "What's her address?" "Oh, 18 Senkomae-cho, Nakano-ku." "18 Senkomae-cho, Nakano-ku!" "Yes?" "Is, uh, Miss Petchnikoff in?" "I'm here to see" "Miss Petchnikoff, please." "Dozo." "Mr. and Mrs. Landis live here." "Uh, look, I don't care who she's working for, just tell Trina Petchnikoff there's somebody here to see her." "Will you, please?" "No, very sorry, no Miss Petchnikoff." "Not know..." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "I'll be right in there, pigeon." "You'd better bring her to me before I start looking for her." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Hello, kid." "Joe!" "Oh, you look good." "Just like I remembered you." "Come on." "We'll pack your stuff." "We're going home, back to our place." "Baby, I know I walked out on you, but I got wise to myself pretty fast and it wouldn't have been seven days if I could have got back here, but there was that war in there, remember?" "Please go away, Joe." "Oh, don't you think that I don't know I lost when I walked out on you." "I found out the hard way, and I've been sweating it out for seven years." "Stop it." "Kid, you don't know it, but you hit an awful lot of beach-heads with me and I was never scared enough or bushed enough or sick enough, or bad enough hurt so as I could ever stop thinking" "what you used to be like." "Please, Joe." "Let me tell it to you, kid." "I thought you were dead." "I mean it." "That's what they told me." "What a payoff." "Like it was true," "I believed it." "Now I've got you back again." "I'm married, Joe." "What?" "Where do you get off doing a thing like that?" "I was driving myself crazy thinking you were dead." "Answer me!" "What kind of a way is that to treat a guy?" "Who is this fellow?" "My husband's name is Mark Landis." "What does he do?" "He's in SCAP legal section." "This is our home." "But it can't be." "You're married to me." "I divorced you, Joe." "Trina..." "Listen to me." "I don't ever plan to live without you again and I can prove you belong to me anytime I put my hands on you." "Yes?" "MAN:" "Good evening, Hideko-san." "Is Mrs. Landis at home?" "[WOMAN SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Is that him?" "Yes." "Okay, I'd like to meet him." "Hello, dear." "Darling, Joe Barrett is here." "Oh." "Well, in that case we either throw him out or give him a drink." "Let's give him a drink, huh?" "We usually have martinis." "Is that all right with you?" "Bourbon." "Oh." "Dozo." "Hello, Mr. Barrett." "Nice to meet you." "I've heard all about you, of course." "You have?" "Well, this, uh, calls for some sort of a celebration, doesn't it, or does it?" "Hmm." "Before we, uh, start being too sophisticated, there's a few things about Trina and me you don't know." "Oh, I expect not." "As I understand it," "Trina was one of the many White Russian girls in Tokyo before the war... fine family and education, no money." "Then she went to work singing at your nightclub or gambling joint or whatever it was you operated while the police turned their backs," "Then in 1941, you two were married, but one way or another, that didn't work out very well, and a couple of weeks before Pearl Harbor, you left the country, and so Trina divorced you after the war." "Now I'm proud to sa" "I'm somewhat astonished to say she's Mrs. Landis." "Was there something else?" "Just one thing." "I'm taking her back." "Trina, if you don't mind," "I'd like to talk to Mr. Barrett alone." "But I have a right to hear anything that's said." "Trina, please do as I say." "Well, Mr. Barrett," "I imagine there's at least one thing we can agree on." "We'd both like Trina to be as happy as possible." "I'll buy that." "You messed up her life pretty thoroughly while you had the chance, now you're back wanting to start in all over again, or would it be different this time?" "This time it will." "Aren't you missing the point?" "Trina is happy now, as things are, with me." "That's a lot of detail." "The most important thing hasn't even been mentioned." "And what's that?" "She belongs to me and she knows it." "All this, uh, divorce business..." "I wasn't here when it happened." "I don't recognize it." "That's why you can't talk me out of taking her back where she belongs." "Then we've nothing more to say, have we?" "Trina, I'll be waiting for you." "I know you're a big shot, Mr. Landis." "You can probably make a lot of trouble for me around here... have me thrown out of the country." "Well, perhaps you'd better do that, because if I have enough time... well, you play it your way, I'll pay it mine." "[DOOR CLOSES]" "Arigato." "Darling, you're my husband, this is my home, and with all my heart, it's forever." "You've got to get rid of him, Mark." "Do something." "Send him away." "Well, his visitor's permit will be up in 60 days." "Two months." "That's a long time." "He's not like you, Mark, he's dangerous." "He..." "You see, I did love him desperately those days." "Yes, you told me all that." "I used to turn weak whenever he touched me or looked at me, or even came into the room." "I'd hear him coming up the stairs and be at the door waiting for him." "Of course I know now, because you've taught me, Mark, that there is so much more to love and marriage than I ever knew before." "Still, anything that used to be so strong... is it ever entirely gone?" "Is it safe to expose yourself to it again?" "I mean, I..." "Oh, darling, don't you understand what I mean?" "Of course I do, darling, and it's my job to give you a hand when you're troubled and scared." "The question is, how?" "Well, I'm sorry to be so impatient," "Baron Kimura, but you see, there's so little time left before my visitor's permit expires... that is, unless I can get an airline franchise for us." "Then you could stay longer." "You like the new Japan so much, Mr. Barrett?" "Well, I've got some personal business to do here." "I may need a little more time than they'll give me." "All right." "Now, you, as a Japanese, haven't got a chance of getting an airline franchise, but I, as an American veteran, might have, so I front for you." "I operate the line you actually control." "We carry freight." "What kind?" "All such tiresome details will be my responsibility." "I see." "So, I just, uh, carry anything you load on the plane, no questions asked, just take orders?" "A Japanese does not give orders to an American, Mr. Barrett." "Uh-huh." "So I'll be taking orders." "I'm sorry, Mr. Barrett, but I'm afraid we can't get together." "Forgive me for having taken so much of your time." "Let us hope at least that the remainder of your 60 days in Japan will be enjoyable." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Wait a minute." "This is a deal as far as I'm concerned." "Ah, so." "Then you will proceed at your convenience." "Uh, maybe now you won't mind letting me in on it" "I mean, the kind of freight I'll be carrying." "For the most part... frozen frogs-- a delicacy we export to North and South America." "Okay, frozen frogs we export to North and South America." "Thank you." "So pleasant." "[PLAYING "THESE FOOLISH THINGS REMIND ME OF YOU"]" "* A cigarette that bears A lipstick's traces" "* An airline ticket To romantic places" "* And still my heart Has wings" "* These foolish things Remind me of you" "* You came, you saw You conquered me" "* When you did that to me" "* I knew somehow it had to be" "* The winds of March That make my heart a dancer" "* A telephone that rings But who's to answer?" "* Oh, how the ghost of you clings..." "* These foolish things..." "* Remind me of you" "Captain..." "Captain, remember me?" "The airline permit?" "I was here Monday morning." "I was here Tuesday afternoon." "I was back again Thursday morning..." "Have you completed form 67?" "I have completed form 67-- 67 times at the Finance Building, the Dai-Ichi Building, the Mitsubishi Building, the Forestry Building." "Mr. Barrett, this is the Forestry Building." "Oh, yes, here it is." "Not form 12." "I spent all yesterday on that baby." "Form 12 is obsolete, no longer necessary." "Oh, no." "Well, they ought to have informed you at the Kokubu Building." "Well, everything appears to be in order." "Well, then, is this the place where I get the permit?" "Well, yes, eventually." "Event" " What?" "First, your whole application has to be reviewed for policy." "Well, how many weeks will that take?" "And of course, it could take months if any of this requires checking Stateside." "Look, captain, I haven't got months." "I've only got 52 days." "I'm trying to make a living." "I'm trying to go into business." "But, Mr. Barrett, the occupation has one or two problems which may have to take precedence." "You'll be notified, if you're still here." "Thank you, captain." "Oh, not at all, sir." "He's been here again." "How does he expect to make money out of a little freight airline, under the present economic setup in Japan?" "Somebody could be trying to deal a few off the bottom of the deck." "Yes, sir." "If I know anything about the army," "I'll be back in the States about two months before I get an answer." "Hmm, how interesting." "To bow low and to be put off without answer or apology." "Yeah." "Well, what do we do now?" "Hiro-san." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "I am still in a position to apply some small pressure where it may help us." "These are from the files of the Japanese secret police." "And this one... will interest you." "It can make an important man help us." "Oh." "Baron... you know, you people are pretty clever about forging things like this." "Ah, so." "Go ask Mrs. Landis." "Dozo." "Joe, you can't start coming here like this." "What did you do during the war?" "I was in the Oyama Prison camp." "How long were you in Oyama?" "When did they let you out?" "Why did they let you out, Trina?" "You worked for the Japanese during the war." "You broadcast defeat propaganda to our GIs in the Pacific." "I just saw the Japanese secret police file on you." "You're a naturalized American citizen, married to an American citizen in war time." "That's treason." "Listen, Joe." "My baby was born in Oyama prison." "When she was two weeks old, they took her away from me." "I didn't know where she was, whether she was sick or starving." "For days, I was sure she was dead." "I almost went crazy." "Then, they finally told me she was alive, and I could have her back if I" "All right..." "I did a terrible thing." "When I was doing it, I" "I despised myself." "I've despised myself ever since." "All right, I did what they wanted... sure, I broadcast for them." "I said what they told me to say." "What mother wouldn't try to save her baby's life?" "Well, I see." "Well, if these are the facts," "I don't suppose any jury would convict you." "Look, a few days ago," "I told your husband he was a big shot." "Now I'm the big shot." "I've got all the cards." "If I go to the newspapers with this information, your husband's out of a job and your marriage blows up in your face." ""Wife of high SCAP official tried for treason."" "He'd love that, and so would the top brass here and in Washington." "Suppose you take a little time and think that over." "It's not only Mark and me." "You'd be hurting a child too." "What do I care about your child?" "Nani-san." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Trina..." "When was this picture taken?" "Four years ago, when she was three." "Wait a minute." "When you were in Oyama Prison camp, the war was still on." "You hadn't even met this Landis, you couldn't have." "That's right." "Well, I held all the cards..." "What a hand I got now." "I left you alone, an enemy alien, in a country about to go to war, a baby coming..." "I ought to be real proud of myself..." ""What do I care about your kid?"" "Well, boy, oh, boy." "Why didn't you tell me?" "When you walked out on me, I didn't know." "Who's he, Mother?" "It's Mr. Barrett, darling." "Say "How do you do?" to him." "How do you do, Mr. Barrett?" "Well, hello, baby." "I'm not a baby, Mr. Barrett." "Oh." "Well... what's your first name?" "Anya." "Uh, how old are you?" "I'm going on seven." "Well, Anya, I" "What do you say to a kid?" "If it's a girl, you can always tell her she's pretty." "Why wouldn't she be?" "What are you looking at?" "You." "That's not a very good picture of me, Mr. Barrett." "What you smiling at?" "Here's Nani-san." "Time for your nap, darling." "I want to stay and talk some more to Mr. Barrett." "I'm going to have a birthday." "Will you come to my birthday party?" "I'll try, honey." "Anya, Nani-san in waiting." "Well, all right then." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Goodbye." "Don't forget, you're supposed to bring a present." "Yeah, well, the thing is, maybe I jumped into this deal too fast." "The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced" "I'm not the front you want for your set-up, so I think you ought to let me off the hook and no hard feelings." "Ah, so..." "Of course, I can understand how you hate to have a thing like this treason charge and-- and never use it." "It will be used, one way or another." "Why?" "If I'm not in, you don't get your airline anyway..." "But you are going to be in, Mr. Barrett." "I can't get an airline without your help, and I must have it." "That's final, huh?" "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "If I should die... my files are in responsible hands." "Well then, Joe, do I interview Mr. Landis tomorrow, or do you?" "I'll do it." "Tell Colonel Eckles I'm sorry, but I'll be about 10 minutes late." "Oh, hello, Barrett." "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." "Won't you sit down?" "I, uh... sure do appreciate your seeing me this way, Mr. Landis." "I" " I mean, after the way I sounded off at your house." "What can I do for you?" "Uh, well, a guy's got to make a living." "Here I" "I just lost three years out of my life in the service, and well, now the war is over and..." "What is it you want, money?" "Oh, oh, no, it's nothing like that, sir." "Just trying to start a little veteran's enterprise, but they've got me so tied up in red tape-- it, well, it doesn't look like I'm going to get to first base before my visitor's permit expires." "Yeah, it's tough, isn't it?" "Well, I" " I-- I mean..." "I" "I thought a man in your position... well, uh, you must-- uh-- do a lot of favors for some of the other big shots, and..." "Yeah, I think I know somebody who may be able to speed things up a little bit." "Get me General Andrews, please." "Oh, I sure do appreciate that, Mr. Landis." "You can put the hat down now." "You know, I think you do that poor old soldier stuff just about as badly as I've ever seen it done." "Part doesn't really suit you." "[INTERCOM SOUNDS]" "Hello?" "Yes, I'm calling General Andrews." "Of course, I know why you want to stay in Japan." "You think that if I give you a little time, you'll still be able to take my wife away from me." "Hello, Andy." "Where have you been keeping yourself?" "Why, sure." "Sure, any time." "Tonight?" "Fine, fine." "Look, Andy, I'm sending a fellow over to see you... a friend of mine." "Uh, he's a veteran." "Wants to start a little business, but we've got him all bogged down in red tape so he can't operate." "Yeah, yeah, that's right." "You guys were with the Flying Tigers." "That's right." "Then... two years on the Hong Kong-Macao run." "What made you quit that outfit?" "The freight superintendent was dishonest..." "Uh-huh." "If, uh... if you guys don't get a job with me, what are you going to do when your transit visa expires?" "Go back to the States?" "I see." "Well, I suppose you're both over 18." "We were over 18 when we were 15." "Okay, you're hired." "We don't speak any Japanese." "You'll carry a supercargo who does." "Any of you guys speak English?" "Yes." "You really speak English?" "Oh, yes." "All right, come on in." "Have you ever been up in a plane?" "Oh, yes." "Hmm?" "Where?" "Imperial Japanese Air force." "I was a fighter pilot." "Hey, can you hire a Japanese veteran?" "He's off limits even being on an airfield, isn't he?" "Well, I don't get it myself, but here's his work permit." "What's your name?" "Kamakura Gongoro Kagemasa." "The closest I'll ever get to that one is, "Kamikaze."" "That's close enough for me." "All right, we'll try you." "Well, I suppose you fellows would like to take a look at the plane." "A C-60, huh?" "Yeah." "I picked it up from war surplus." "Got a good buy too." "I'll bet I know who flew this heap first." "Yeah, who?" "The Wright Brothers." "Frozen frogs." "Don't we carry anything but frozen frogs?" "Well, there was that load of chrysanthemums the other day." "Imagine eating them things." "Huh." "I guess rich people eat anything." "Come on, pick that stuff up." "Get it on the truck." "What's the matter with you guys?" "Hayaku." "Now, wait a minute." "What do you say these things are?" "Frozen bull-frogs." "All right, get it out of here." "Do you want this stuff to spoil?" "No penicillin, no saccharine, no pearls... just frozen frogs like he said." "I don't like it, Joe." "Yeah, me too." "The baron has something awful big up his sleeve." "Big enough to get us a steady job on the rock pile for about 20 years." "Joe... you got to get out of this thing while there is still time." "I can't get off the hook now and you know why." "We'll just have to sweat this out." "Handle whatever it is when it happens." "You want some more coffee?" "Huh?" "Oh, no, thanks." "Don't you think we should be starting back to town?" "I don't get it." "All I know is that he don't need an airline just to fly the stuff you've been carrying." "Not Baron Kimura." "Not him." "Uh-huh." "Joe, maybe if you went to him and said that you had changed your mind about living in Japan-- you want to go back to the States and..." "What do you give a kid?" "I mean, what do you give a kid for a birthday present?" "A boy or a girl?" "Oh, a little girl about seven years old." "What kind of girl is she?" "What kind of girl?" "That's a dumb question." "She's, uh..." "Well, she's just a kid I know that's got a birthday coming up." "Oh, never mind." "Come on, pal, let's get out of this rat trap and go back to town." "Trina..." "Yes, Mark?" "It doesn't seem to be much of a night for sleep at the Landises, does it?" "Even poor little Anya." "She's so excited about her party tomorrow." "I don't think I'm going to be able to get back from the office n time for it, either." "Really?" "What's the matter?" "Oh, is he coming?" "Anya asked him, but I don't really think he will..." "He may." "So you have to stay up all night, worrying?" "You're so sweet, Mark." "Thank you." "[CHILDREN SCREAMING]" "[MUSIC STOPS]" "[MUSIC RESUMES]" "Come on, come on." "Hurry." "[MUSIC STOPS]" "[MUSIC RESUMES]" "I want to present to Anya-san." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Anya-san tea party." "Oh, no, I'm not coming in." "I just want to leave this for her." "Dozo." "Say, wait a minute, take this, will you?" "Mr. Barrett!" "Mr. Barrett!" "Where were you going, Mr. Barrett?" "That's not polite on a person's birthday." "You have to come in and eat some ice cream and birthday cake, and wish me many happy returns of the day, and..." "Is that for me?" "Well, it sure is." "And a happy birthday." "Isn't it beautiful?" "What do you think's inside?" "Well, I know what's inside." "Do you really?" "What?" "Well, open the box, darling." "Hello, Joe." "Well, I just dropped in to leave this." "The young lady surrounded me." "I hope it's what I'm sure it is." "Is it?" "Well, I sure hope it is." "It is." "It's what I thought." "Mother, look." "It's beautiful, dear." "Oh, thank you." "Okay." "Doesn't he want to kiss me for it?" "I'm sure he does." "Now kiss the baby." "Oh, no." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "All right, I'll call the children." "Children, everybody, come in." "Ice cream and cake." "Oh, ice cream and cake!" "Will you stay and have some ice cream and cake?" "Huh?" "Will you stay and have some ice cream and cake?" "Oh, yes, I'll stay a little while." "Oh, goody!" "What's the use of kidding ourselves?" "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "What is it, Nani-san?" "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Yes?" "Baron Kimura asks you to come to his house quickly, please." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "I wonder how he knew I was here." "Kimura, he's a very dangerous man." "Darling, be careful of him." "Is he the one who showed you the file on me?" "Well, don't you worry about him." "I'll take care of myself, and-- and you too." "What's the big idea you got to go this time?" "Orders from the baron." "Maybe I'll find out why when I get there." "Don't you think I ought to come too?" "Who takes care of the nightclub?" "You stay here." "Hey, Joe, what's with the Kamikaze?" "He's awful quiet." "Maybe he doesn't like the way you guys are flying this thing." "What cargo are we picking up in Seoul?" "A load of antique pottery." "All set." "Okay, let's shove." "Hey, Joe." "What about this?" "I pay you guys pretty good, don't I?" "That was boxes." "This here's big stuff." "You could use a few extra bucks, couldn't you?" "How much?" "A couple of hundred to split." "A couple of hundred each." "Okay, a couple of hundred each." "Well, shove." "All those Japanese look alike for my dough." "Nippon American C-60 on north runway, cleared for Tokyo." "Can we take off?" "[RINGS]" "I'll get it, darling." "Be ready soon?" "I am ready now." "Yes?" "Oh, Colonel Dahlgren." "I haven't had the pleasure of speaking to you in a long time." "I beg your pardon." "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand." "Barrett?" "Yes." "Yes, but..." "Barrett, yes, but why?" "How could anyone be such a fool?" "Yes." "Yes, I see." "[CLICK]" "Hello?" "Colonel Dahlgren?" "I thought we'd been disconnected." "Yes, I see." "Yes, of course." "Any information I can give..." "I'll be down there in 20 minutes." "I'm sorry, darling," "I've been called away to the Dai-Ichi Building..." "Colonel Dahlgren's office." "It seemed quite urgent..." "Oh..." "Maybe you'd better drop me there and go on to the party by yourself." "All right, Mark." "* I never knew That dreams came true" "* And took your cares..." "* Away" "* I never knew..." "* What love could do..." "Kimura been around?" "Not all day, Joe." "But he phoned." "Well?" "Tomorrow he wants you to make the same run again." "That guy won't be satisfied until he has me saying "Good morning" to a firing squad." "Joe, what do you say we go downstairs?" "That new kid we got singing is packing them in like old times." "Oh, you go." "[SINGING "THESE FOOLISH THINGS REMIND ME OF YOU"]" "* An airline ticket To romantic places" "* And still my heart Has wings" "* These foolish things Remind me of you... *" "Joe, you're in terrible trouble." "They know all about your last flight at the Dai-Ichi Building." "If I try to make a run for it how much time have I got?" "I don't know." "Did he tell you this?" "Of course not." "If I can only get to that plane." "Hey, wait a minute." "What about you?" "No, please, you've got to save yourself now." "You got into this mess trying to help me, didn't you, Joe, didn't you?" "Trying to help us both, I guess." "[KNOCKING]" "* You came, you saw You conquered me... *" "You couldn't wait to tell him, could you, Trina?" "That's right, I couldn't, because it's my fault he's in this trouble." "I got in this for the dough and no other reason." "Your fault?" "During the war, I" "Trina!" "I think you'd better tell me what this is all about." "I broadcast for the Japanese." "Kimura knows it." "He was going to blackmail us both." "Joe got into this to stop him." "They forced her to broadcast." "They took away her kid." "And you thought I wouldn't stand by you in that kind of trouble?" "I knew you would, no matter how much it hurt you." "That's why I was afraid to tell you." "That was very sweet of you, darling... and very silly." "I hope General Ireton is in his office still." "What do you gain by turning her in now?" "What do you gain if you don't turn her in?" "Outside of Kimura and me, nobody knows." "I know now." "Look, Joe, believe me, I'm thinking of all three of us..." "Anya too." "And I'm a pretty good lawyer." "[DIALING]" "All right, sergeant." "All right, Colonel Dahlgren." "Ready, sir." "Here, Mr. Barrett.." "We have a record of your activities since you arrived several weeks ago." "These activities are of interest to us." "Especially the fact that you've been fronting for a Japanese criminal enterprise." "No doubt, you're familiar with the penalties prescribed under the articles of war for entering into a conspiracy against the United States, and, incidentally, against the people of Japan." "The man you flew in this morning was nobody important." "The whole trip was just a trial run." "On your next flight to Korea, scheduled for tomorrow, by the way, you are to bring back three who are important." "Lieutenant General Takenobu, known to his admirers as "The Butcher."" "His Chief of Staff, Colonel Hara." "And the almost legendary, present emeritus of the Black Dragon Society," "Naojiro Goru." "When three such outstanding fugitive war criminals risk a return to Japan, the outlines of Kimura's conspiracy become fairly clear-- to revive the Black Dragon underground movement, build up hatred and fanaticism among disgruntled Japanese veterans" "and we've had to give some of those men a rough time, and Takenobu was the one general who avoided actual defeat in the field-- the one man who could really organize them." "At worst, it could mean we'd be faced with a bloody uprising that the vast majority of the Japanese people knows to be against its own best interest and you're up to your neck in this communist-inspired, communist-directed plan, Mr. Barrett." "Do you deny it?" "No." "Why waste the big speech now, colonel?" "Why don't you save it for my trial?" "A very intelligent question." "Any other questions?" "Yes, sir." "When I pick up these babies, where do you want them delivered?" "Haneda will do." "Uh, gentlemen..." "Yes, Mr. Barrett?" "What happens if I take off tonight and don't come back?" "We have confidence in you for two very good reasons-- your war record, and your real motive for getting into this mess originally." "We happen to know that you've been trying to shield a certain" "One moment, please." "All I know of this case is in that folder." "Beyond that, I'm not obliged to take action on anything that isn't brought to my attention officially." "All right, sir." "We have confidence in you because of your war record, Mr. Barrett." "Anything else you'd like to know?" "Well, yes, sir." "All this... hot information about my... conspiracy... where'd you get that?" "From a man who called himself Kamakura Gongoro Kagemasa." "Why, that's Kamikaze." "One of my smartest agents." "Your Kamikaze was a count in private life... one of the really big pedigrees." "And he fought us all out during the war." "Here it is." "I like to look at it sometimes when I get discouraged with the job here." "Turn it off, Jack." "Well, Barrett, does that clear up all the questions?" "Well, just one more thing, sir." "When I deliver your three bad boys, what do I get, a radio in my cell at Leavenworth?" "You deliver them and you'll get television." "[SHATTERING]" "Thank you, sir." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "Okay, shove." "Cleared for take off." "Bon voyage." "Hold it!" "Hold it." "Now, what's the idea of showing up around here?" "It's too risky." "If my partner can risk going to the Dai-Ichi Building for a chat with the general..." "They were just making a routine check on our operation." "Ah, so." "If everything goes as well as yesterday, word ought to reach me at the place where I'll be waiting, not later than 1:00 tomorrow morning." "If you've got any ideas about me, why don't you just call this flight off?" "Now... too late." "By the way, wasn't it horrible about the Landis child?" "What?" "The child and her little nurse..." "What's her name?" "Nani-san..." "Went for a walk..." "They simply went for their afternoon walk and haven't returned yet." "But I feel certain she will return, say, by 1:00 tomorrow morning." "Where do you want those men delivered?" "You will be instructed during your return flight." "How do I know I can trust you?" "But we are partners, Joe... we have to trust each other." "Nip-Am 77 calling X-3 Star." "Come in, X-3 Star." "Dahlgren, this is Barrett talking." "Is it true about the Landis kid?" "Yes, she's missing." "Over." "Well, put a tail on Kimura." "We're six weeks ahead of you." "Over." "Yeah, but don't pick him up, don't be cute, don't crowd him." "We want that kid back." "That's what we want." "Exactly what's your information, Barrett?" "Over." "Kimura will be waiting some place about 1:00 in the morning to meet the guys we're bringing in." "A good guess that's where they'll have the kid, but if you try to make any arrests before you get her back, you know what they'll do to her." "Don't worry, Barrett." "Proceed with your mission." "Over." "You sure better have that kid safe before we got back from Korea." "I think you'd better have some coffee, Mrs. Landis." "General Ireton, I'm sorry, but I keep thinking how frightened she must be." "[INTERCOM SOUNDS]" "Dahlgren..." "Oh, well, keep on it, major." "Of course, our men have hours to work yet." "Barrett won't even be starting back from Korea until after dark." "Starting to pick up their signal." "Yeah, they're calling us." "Nip-Am 77 to X-3 Star." "Get back there and keep an eye those guys." "Go ahead, X-3 Star." "Go ahead, X-3 Star." "Barrett talking." "Yeah, sure, I have them." "All three of them." "Have you got the kid?" "Proceed to Haneda as ordered." "Proceed to Haneda as ordered." "Do you hear me, Nip-Am?" "Over." "Have you got the kid?" "Confirm order to proceed to Haneda." "Over." "Have you got the kid?" "This is Ireton..." "You're operating under military law, Barrett." "Proceed directly to Haneda." "That's an order." "We'll set down at Hayashi, like the three little pigs told us." "Look Joe, I'm sorry about the kid, but I'm not bucking SCAP." "All right, I'll take it in." "I'm still pilot-- and I'm responsible if we don't set down at Haneda." "Put it on automatic pilot." "You, get up." "All right, out here." "Well, I guess that settles our little argument." "Can you fly this thing?" "Better than you." "Where you going to set us down?" "Hayashi?" "Okuma..." "Okuma..." "Where's that?" "A little bombed-out air strip west of Yokohama." "Surface on it like a waffle." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "How come you had that little strip covered?" "We had every strip in Honshu covered." "Captain, you people know exactly where Kimura is, don't you?" "We know where he's not-- at his house." "The guy that drove the truck." "What about him?" "Well, he knows where he was supposed to take those people." "It might be where Kimura's got the little girl." "You'd better let me talk to him." "We've only got until 1:00." "You'll do your talking to Colonel Dahlgren." "[SPEAKING JAPANESE]" "I don't know, colonel." "These goofy Orientals stop me." "All right, buster, now it's your turn." "Where's Baron Kimura?" "Come on, you know where Kimura is." "You know where he's holding that child." "Why don't you tell us?" "Where's Kimura?" "Where's Kimura?" "Okay, peach blossom." "Where's Kimura?" "All right, inside." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "That's all." "Get up." "Why, Mr. Barrett, you must have bumped into something." "Here, mop it up." "Oh, excuse me." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "Is he dead?" "Yeah." "It was working too." "He'd have taken you there." "Now we're worse off than before." "Yeah, he kept talking about some cellar." "There's a million cellars in the city." "And a man named Kanda." "And about a quarter of a million Kandas." "All right, let's bring everything out to the open." "Japanese police, house-to-house search, everything." "Hey, wait a minute." "I got a hunch I know the Kanda he was talking about." "Please." "Interrupt all radio programs, broadcast a continuous appeal to the people of Tokyo." "Colonel, the minute you go on the air, they'll kill that kid for sure." "What's your alternative, Mr. Barrett?" "It'll be 1:00 in 55 minutes." "If we haven't taken some action before this thing happens" "Yeah, nobody can argue with that." "Sure, the kid will be dead, and your official neck won't be out one inch." "Exactly what are you suggesting?" "* ..." "Then you did that to me" "* I knew somehow..." "[SPEAKS JAPANESE]" "* ..." "Oh, how the ghost Of you clings" "* These foolish things Remind me of you *" "[SINGING IN JAPANESE]" "Where's Kanda?" "Come on, I got to locate him." "It don't do you any good, Joe." "They'll just kill her if you try to find her." "They'll kill her if I don't find her." "Oh, my friend, why did you have to do it?" "I brought this whole thing on you, Joe." "Already did enough harm." "They'll knock you off too." "You're still covering up for Kimura, huh?" "Don't you understand what guys like that have done to you?" "For a thousand years, they've made suckers out of you, and all they wanted was the gravy, and guys like you down on your hands and knees to hand it up to them." "You think we're the real enemies because we're occupying Japan." "Well, do you know why we're doing it?" "To help the Japanese people stand up on their hind legs like men and women have a right to in this world." "And you still don't get it?" "Some of us get it now, baby..." "Then where is she?" "Where is she?" "Basement next door, Joe..." "Old hotel the B-29s burned." "The entrance is under the sheds." "Sayonara, pal." "That's the entrance over there under that shed." "Now, you got the set-up." "I go in alone, and if I don't come out by 1:00, you come in fast." "I got it." "How are you with one of these things?" "Just fair..." "Don't do any wild shooting if it's dark in there." "You could hit the wrong person." "Okay." "I'm so glad to see you, Mr. Barrett." "I'm so glad." "Now, it's all right, honey." "Now, come on..." "I'll take you home to your mother." "You'll be all right, baby." "Don't cry, baby, it'll be all right." "I want my mommy!" "Easy now." "[GUNSHOT AND SCREAMING]" "Mama!" "Mama!" "Mama!" "Mama!" "Mama!" "[CLICK]" "You all in one piece, pal?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Get the general." "Anya!" "Mama!" "We're much obliged-- very much obliged, Colonel Barrett." "Darling..." "Darling, are you all right?" "Darling..." "Stretcher, on the double." "How is he, major?" "Very bad, sir, but we'll try to pull him through." "Joe..." "Trina..." "Anya's okay?" "Yes." "Trina, you are coming back to me, aren't you?" "I am back, Joe." "Well, don't cry about it." "The best is yet to come..." "Wait and see." "I've got a lot of things to tell you... things that I always meant to say and never did." "There's a lot of things a guy intends to do, and somehow I" "I don't know, he gets messed up, and-- but I won't anymore." "I'll" " I'll be fine for you this time, and the kid too." "What are you looking at, baby?" "You." "See you a little later, kid." "Sure, Joe..." "See you a little later." "* []"