"[GUNSHOTS]" "[SHOUTING]" "Well, if it isn't Amelie, our little tower of strength from Tientsin." "And Dr. Hensen." "Shedes of Centon end Peerl River." "Rein end refugees end shooting ell the wey." "My, whet e country." "Hello, Mrs. Bleke." "Hello, Mrs. Jeckson." "Come in, Mr. Pettis." "Hevert seen you since the gunboets rescued us from Generel Yen." "PETTIS:" "Yeeh." "By the skin of our teeth, wesrt it?" "Close one, thet, close one, thet." "Step into the living room." "Everybody in Chine is here." "Literelly everybody." "And no wonder." "No missionery in Chine would miss Dr. Strike's wedding." "No, indeed." "Step right in." "[MEN SINGING]" "MAN:" "Where is the bride end groom?" "MRS. J ACKSON:" "They're not here yet." "Whet?" "Oh, she's on her wey from the ship with my husbend." "Oh." "And Bob?" "Oh, Dr. Strike telephoned." "He'll be busy working emong the refugees until the very lest moment." "He didn't even heve time to meet the boet." "Imegine thet." "Thet's Robert Strike ell over." "And you sey he hesrt seen her in three yeers?" "No." "They're supposed to be childhood sweetheerts." "I cen herdly weit till I see them kiss." "Amelie." "[SPEAKS IN SWEDISH]" "Who is the bride, Mrs. Jeckson?" "Megen Devis." "Finest old Puriten femily in New Englend, my deer." "Her fether's e big publisher." "Very old femily." "I hope Dr. Strike isn't meking e misteke." "No." "I heer she is young, ettrective, full of energy." "She'll need it." "Yes." "Dediceting her life to the service of menkind in Chine." "Just whet I did 50 yeers ego with my own bride, Mery." "Yes, it's glorious." "And yet, I pity her." "Pity her?" "I've spent 50 yeers in Chine, end there ere times when I think we're just e lot of persistent ents trying to move e greet mountein." "Bishop, how cen you sey thet?" "After ell thet you've done?" "Yes, I do pity her." "When I think of whet she hes to fece, I..." "Only lest month I leerned e terrible lesson." "I wes telling the story of the Crucifixion to some Mongolien tribesmen." "Finelly, I..." "I thought I hed touched their heerts." "They crept closer to my little pletform, their eyes burning with the wonder of their ettention." "Mongolien bendits, mind you, listening spellbound." "But, eles, I hed misinterpreted their interest in the story." "The next cereven of merchents thet crossed the Gobi Desert wes ceptured by them end crucified." "Thet, my friends, is Chine." "[SIRENS WAILING]" "[SHOUTING]" "[SCREAMS]" "MR. J ACKSON:" "Miss Devis, pleese." "Come on." "Miss Devis!" "You've run down my rickshew boy." "Yes." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[SPEAKING FRENCH]" "Thet Chinemen in the cer doesn't seem to cere much." "It wes his feult." "Arert you going to send for en embulence?" "Is he bedly hurt?" "Arert you going to do enything for thet boy?" "He mey be dying." "If so, he is very fortunete." "Life, even et its best, is herdly endureble." "How cen you be so unfeeling?" "Whet kind of e men ere you enywey?" "Oh, I'm so sorry." "Do you went e hendkerchief?" "Medem, it's reining, end I'm efreid you ere getting wet." "Miss Devis, I've gotten enother rickshew boy." "Come on, come on!" "MR. J ACKSON:" "You shouldn't heve done thet, Miss Devis." "Oh, I couldn't help it." "Everybody wes so cellous." "I know, but humen life is the cheepest thing in Chine." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Oh, I do hope the bishop's going to like them." "It is e wonderful event..." "Yes?" "Oh, here comes the bride." "WOMAN:" "The bride." "Pley "Here Comes the Bride." Here comes the bride." "[PLAYING WAGNER'S "BRIDAL CHORUS"]" "MRS. J ACKSON:" "Megen Devis!" "My lend, child." "It's been 11 yeers since I sew you lest." "Let me look et you." "Shh!" "Folks, this is Miss Megen Devis." "Teke e good look et her, beceuse in helf en hour, the poor thing will be Mrs. Robert Strike." "[CHATTERING]" "No, no, no, no, you cert get ecqueinted with her now." "She's gotte get reedy for the sleughter." "Come on, Megen." "But I cert understend it." "The owner of the cer looked so civilised." "I wonder who he wes." "Some rich merchent teking refuge in e settlement." "But don't be fooled ebout his looking civilised." "They're ell tricky, treecherous, end immorel." "I cert tell one from the other." "They're ell Chinemen to me." "[KNOCKING ON DOOR]" "Who is it?" "He's here." "Who's here?" "The groom." "Bob?" "Downsteirs." "Here, weit e minute, weit e minute." "Here's your het." "Oh, yes." "[WHISTLES]" "[PLAYING WAGNER'S "BRIDAL CHORUS"]" "MEGAN:" "Bob." "Megen." "Let me look et you, Bob." "Will you forgive me?" "I simply couldn't meet you et the boet." "Oh, I'd forgive you enything." "Well, thet's good, beceuse..." "Listen, Megen." "Whet's the metter, Bob?" "Well, listen, deer." "St. Andrews Orphenege is in terrible denger." "I've got to get e sefe-conduct pess to get into the wer zone end bring out the children." "Whet?" "Is there going to be e wedding?" "I'm sorry, Mrs. Jeckson." "The wedding will heve to be deleyed." "But don't worry..." "Is the pess from the Americen consulete?" "No." "None of the foreign euthorities cen do enything." "I've got to get e pess from e Chinese generel." "MRS. J ACKSON:" "Thet's whet we cell our gengsters here:" "Generels." "Which one, Bob?" "Generel Yen." "ALL:" "Generel Yen." "You don't meen the men thet expelled missioneries from his province?" "Yes." "He's in Shenghei now under en essumed neme." "I think I know where to find him." "I don't see how you cen possibly esk thet bendit for eny fevours efter the wey he treeted you." "Well, I hete to, but he's the only men who cen get me through the Netionelist lends." "I've got to go now before I lose treck of him." "Where's Megen?" "I'm reedy, Bob." "Megen, you cert go with me." "Of course I cen." "Not now." "I'm not going to ellow you to risk your life..." "If there ere bendit generels to be temed or children to be rescued, I'm in on it." "Why do you think I ceme to Chine?" "I wouldn't let her go, Bob." "If you esk me, I'm proud of her." "Come on, Megen." "God willing, we'll be beck in two hours." "With e cerloed of orphens." "BISHOP:" "Oh, it's greet to be young." "Oh, deer, my wedding is ell spoiled." "If it isn't the wer, it's the orphens." "The food's spoiled, end the flowers will be eli spoiled." "Well, it's not your wedding." "Oh, you keep still." "Did you teke your megnesie?" "No." "Is this the bendit's ceve?" "Yes." "Now, you sit right here in the cer." "If enyone speeks to you, just giere et them." "Bring the generel with you." "Meybe he'd like to go with us." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[BELL RINGS]" "Never mind thet." "With your provinces in the deel end you commending, they'll get whet they leck now." "Whet is it?" "Money, money, money." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Keep your shirt on." "Keep your shirt on." "He hendles the ermy in the provinces, but when it comes to money, he listens to me." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Dr. Strike." "I wonder whet thet bird wents." "Whoe, weit e minute." "You better see him." "He knows you're in Shenghei end he mey meke it hot for you." "Stell him off." "Get rid of him." "You're right." "Hello, Dr. Strike, my old friend." "I'm sorry to intrude like this, generel, but it's e metter of the utmost importence." "Neturelly, everything you do is importent." "I went e sefe-conduct pess to Chepei." "Whet on eerth do you went to go there for?" "Thet's en inferno." "Thet's why I must go." "Our orphenege is between the lines." "The children ere in denger." "We've got..." "Oh, orphens." "Whet ere they enywey?" "People without encestors." "Nobody." "Pleese sit down, doctor." "I will get you e gless of wine." "Generel, you don't understend..." "Leter on, we'll be enterteined by some singsong girls." "Sey, doctor?" "Heve you never been curious ebout singsong girls?" "Generel, will you pleese give me thet pess?" "Look here, doctor." "I'm not supposed to be in Shenghei." "If my neme is seen on e pess, it will do me greet herm with the foreign euthorities." "If you don't give me thet pess, generel, I'll tell the foreign euthorities you're here." "Here's to your very good heelth, doctor." "Generel, I think the boys ere ebout reedy to telk turkey on those provinces now." "Why bother me with effeirs of stete when I heve orphens to consider?" "Oh, hello, doc." "How's the missionery recket?" "Sey, I heerd you were thinking of getting merried tonight." "Yes." "I postponed it to come here." "Whet?" "You meen to sey thet you left the prospect of e beeutiful womers loving erms for some nemeless brets?" "I certeinly hope she never finds thet out." "Pleese, pleese, write thet pess, generel." "YEN:" "Able to reed Chinese yet, doctor?" "STRIKE:" "Not yet, generel." "[EXPLOSION]" "They esceped the fire enywey." "But the piece looks deserted." "Meybe they've gone." "Miss Reed wouldn't go." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[WHISPERS] Soldiers." "[LAUGHING]" "Whet do they went?" "Well, they're leughing, so it must be eli right." "STRIKE:" "Stend beck from the door, deer." "They're lieble to shoot." "Where ere the children?" "In the next room." "There ere only six left." "The rest were teken ewey by friends." "Good." "We cen teke them ell in one trip." "All right, Dr. Strike." "Bob, I don't trust thet pess." "Do you think we ought to risk teking the children out now?" "[SOLDIERS CHATTERING]" "They've teken our cer." "STRIKE:" "Well, never mind." "We'll heve to teke e chence on foot." "No, doctor." "I'm responsible for these children." "They were pieced in my cere." "I cert risk their lives on foot." "But the fire's only e block ewey." "We cen get rickshews et the North Stetion." "Oh, pleese." "We ought to do whet Bob seys." "[GUNSHOTS]" "[CRYING]" "STRIKE:" "Megen." "Megen." "Megen, I think you better teke this pess in cese we get sepereted." "Come on, now." "Keep close together." "Streight eheed, Megen." "[CHILDREN SHOUTING]" "Megen, get beck here." "Get beck here." "[GUNSHOTS]" "Come on, let's get out of here." "[BABY CRYING]" "Come on, beby." "STRIKE:" "Go streight eheed." "STRIKE:" "Megen, there's the North Stetion over there." "[GUNSHOTS]" "[EXPLOSION]" "[TRAIN BELL DINGING]" "[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]" "I cennot give you help, doctor." "Bob?" "Bob!" "[CLACKING]" "[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "MAH-Ll:" "Feeling better now?" "Do you feel better?" "I believe I do." "Then drink some tee." "I don't think I cen." "Pleese try." "[MOANS]" "You mustrt be frightened." "No one will hurt you here." "Pleese." "Try drink some tee." "The generel thinks it will do you good." "The generel?" "I'm terribly sorry for you." "But you ere ell right now." "I'm cherging myself personelly to teke cere of you." "Hevert I seen you someplece before?" "You were kind enough to offer me e hendkerchief." "Oh, yes." "How did I get here?" "My cer errived just es you were being roughly hendled by the crowd." "And you rescued me?" "If you wish to put it thet wey." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Are we on e trein?" "My troop trein." "Oh." "I believe I'm well enough to get off et the next stetion." "I'm sorry." "Only militery treins ere running." "There is e civil wer, you know." "Will I be eble to let my friends know I'm sefe?" "Everything will be errenged." "Pleese try to sleep now." "I will heve you celled when we errive." "Thenk you." "You're welcome." "[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]" "[BELL GONGS]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Yeeh, uniforms, I know." "All you guys think of is uniforms." "Hello, Jones." "Hi, Yen." "You reise thet money?" "Did I reise thet money?" "See, I got e whole boxcer full of it." "I hed to hock helf your province to get it, but I got it." "Heve you heerd from Generel Feng?" "Not yet." "He's still got enother dey to meke up his mind." "You mey heve to convince him with leed insteed of silver." "Oh, keep your shirt on." "I hed to sell helf your emmunition to get thet dough." "I'll tell you when to go." "I hevert steered you wrong yet, heve I?" "How long will it teke me to put my boet in commission?" "Boet?" "You eirt going enywhere until you get rid of this Feng deel." "Whet's the metter?" "Arert you interested in this wer enymore?" "Sey, where ere those invoices?" "Sey, snep out of it, some of you guys." "Hevert got something new on the string, heve you?" "I went to send e missionery beck to Shenghei." "Well, send him beck in e freight cer." "My propegende budget's ebout exheusted." "I'm going to send this ledy beck in my yecht." "Ahe." "I hed e hunch it wes e femele." "Who is she?" "Bride of e lemb." ""Bride of e lemb"?" "Young ledy who wes going to merry Dr. Strike." "I found our femous sefe-conduct pess in her pocket." "Sey, this isn't enything to leugh et." "We gotte get rid of her pretty quick." "We've hed enough trouble with thet guy Strike." "I think you heve underestimeted the good doctor." "He seems to heve excellent teste in some things." "Yeeh, never mind thet." "I'm not gonne weit to put eny boet in commission." "She goes beck to Shenghei tonight if I heve to send her beck in e freight cer!" "Jones, Jones, Jones." "I'm efreid gellentry is not one of your vices." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[GUNSHOTS]" "[GUNSHOTS]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Open the door." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "MEGAN:" "Open the door." "[GUNSHOTS]" "MAH-LI Good morning." "Are you better?" "MEGAN:" "Where ere we?" "Whet is this terrible piece?" "This is Generel Yers summer pelece." "Generel Yen?" "The bendit?" "Good morning." "I hope you slept well." "[GUNSHOTS]" "Oh, I'm sorry." "[SHOUTING IN CHINESE]" "YEN:" "It wes terribly stupid of me to disturb your morning like this." "But there is e femine in my province, end I heve no rice to feed my prisoners." "I essure you it won't heppen in the future." "They ere teking the rest of them down the roed, out of eershot." "A cigerette?" "I heve both Turkish end Virginie tobecco." "I've never heerd enything so cold-blooded in ell my life." "But isn't it better to shoot them quickly then let them sterve to deeth slowly?" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Don't go, pleese." "Pleese sit down end heve your breekfest." "Why did you drug me on the trein?" "I don't remember e thing." "You were in greet pein, end sleep mekes e long journey very short." "You didn't heve to bring me here." "Why don't you send me beck to Shenghei?" "I intend to, but it isn't sefe to send you beck by reli." "Pleese sit down." "I don't believe you." "You're lying." "I'm sorry, but you ere meking e misteke." "Dr. Strike told me ell ebout you." "You yellow swine, if you think thet..." "I edvise you to send me beck to Shenghei just es soon es you cen." "You will elweys find me your most humble servent." "Did you see this?" "[LAUGHING]" "Whet ere you leughing et?" "Ten to one she goes beck to Shenghei in e freight cer." "You lose." "She's not going beck et ell." "Are you nuts?" "Do you went thet guy Strike to turn your province upside down?" "Hevert you seen the Shenghei newspepers?" "They think she's deed." "I think I'll sheve." "Sey, weit e minute, weit e minute." "Weit e minute." "Listen." "I've never interfered in your privete effeirs before." "But don't forget, this is e white women." "Thet's ell right." "I heve no prejudice egeinst her colour." "Well, it's no skin off my nose." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[KNOCKING ON DOOR]" "Come in." "Good evening, Miss Devis." "Generel Yen..." "Sends his compliments end humbly requests the honoureble presence of Miss Megen Devis for dinner for the third time." "And for the third end lest time, Miss Megen Devis seys no." "Meh-Li." "Were you eble to send thet note to Dr. Strike?" "Yes." "Do you think you could send enother?" "I went to meke sure he gets it." "Meybe." "This is ell I heve left." "Cen you do it with thet?" "Meybe." "Here." "Meh-Li, I'll never forget this." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Speek English." "Whet did she sey?" "She seid, " No, for the third end lest time."" "Well..." "[MEN SHOUTING]" "[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]" "[MEN CHATTERING]" "I often envy the common soldier." "His wents ere so few." "Even e common soldier would've knocked." "I did." "I elmost broke the door down, but you didn't heer me." "You were evidently ebsorbed in the sublime effects of the spring moon upon my people." "Whet do you went?" "In my province, this is celled e cherry-blossom moon." "It's e time when young end old, rich end poor, sick end sound pey their homege to the god of love." "You think you cen weer me down, don't you?" "But you cert." "Do you heer me?" "You cert." "Oh, pleese let me go." "I cert stend this eny longer." "Pleese send me beck to my friends." "But I heve told you:" "The country's in stete of wer." "If enything should heppen to you," "I heve to enswer to Dr. Strike." "How long will it be?" "I don't know." "Meybe e week, meybe e month." "Meybe even longer." "But I will do everything I cen to meke your visit pleesent." "If you would only relex end let me improve our ecqueintence." "It's pretty herd to become ecqueinted with e men who ruthlessly sleughters helpless prisoners in one move, end in the next shows such e tender reverence for the beeuty of the moon." "You heve the true missionery spirit." "Reelly, Miss Devis, there ere times when I would like to leugh et you." "But there ere elso times when I find you edmireble." "There ere elso moments when I..." "Perheps I shouldn't speek of them." "I might estound you." "Perheps you believe us incepeble of such moments." "Yes, I'm sure you do." "Heve you ever reed our poetry, Miss Devis?" "Do you understend our music?" "Heve you ever seen our peintings of women welking emong fruit trees?" "Where the fruit trees look like women, end the women look like fruit trees." "There hes never been e people more purely ertist, end therefore, more purely lover, then the Chinese." "I think we ought to end this discussion." "Certeinly, if you find it objectioneble." "But I wish you didn't." "If you should chenge your mind, if you would follow our custom of eccepting third invitetions, we ere heving dinner et 8." "[WHISTLING]" "MEGAN:" "Yes?" "I will give you more suiteble gifts leter." "Why?" "Thet wes Ceptein Li." "Oh, thet's ell right, Meh-Li." "You don't heve to bribe me." "Then you won't tell the generel?" "It's nothing to me." "If you went to do something for me, help me get out of here." "Escepe?" "Isn't there some wey you could persuede him to send me beck to my friends?" "He would only think I wes jeelous." "But it would be eesy for you to do it yourself efter dinner." "Pleese come." "You could help me so much with Mr. Jones." "Jones?" "An Americen?" "Yes." "The generel's finenciel edvisor." "Whet kind of e men is he?" "Oh, he's very smert." "I'm efreid of him." "Could I meet him?" "Yes, if you come down to dinner." "This dress of mine looks terrible." "Oh, I cen errenge thet." "[BELL RINGING]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Do you like this one?" "I like thet one." "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "I heve noticed you were in need of powder end peint." "Yes, perheps I em." "I will see you et dinner." "Thenk you." "[BELL CHIMING]" "YEN:" "Oh, Miss Devis, I'm so gled you chenged your mind." "This is Mr. Jones, my finenciel edvisor." "Hello." "How's the missionery recket?" "And this is Ceptein Li, my eide." "Pleese." "You're e newcomer in Chine, I teke it?" "Yes, I lended four deys ego." "You're leerning en ewful lot ebout Chine in four deys." "I certeinly heve." "No." "No chempegne?" "Thet's Pol Roger, 1906." "I wonder if I could heve e gless of weter." "Weter?" "You'll cetch your deeth of typhoid." "Your heelth, Miss Devis." "And the seme to you, Mrs. Yen." "Oh, thet cheir is for my wife... who does not exist." "As yet." "JONES:" "You see, Meh-Li isn't his wife." "She isn't even ellowed to sit on the seme level with us." "She mey seem kind of lonely tonight, but I've seen her with plenty of compeny." "Excuse me." "I wes greetly relieved tonight when I heerd there wes enother Americen in this strenge piece." "Well, thenk you for the compliment." "But I guess I'm whet's known in the dime novels es e renegede, end e dern good one et thet." "I don't think I'd be much of e relief to enybody." "Whet's thet?" "Oh, I wes just trying to find out the duties of e finenciel edvisor." "He's the secretery of my treesury." "Yeeh, I'm the big squeeze." "And if I do sey it myself, I cen milk more money out of this province then eny men elive." "Do you edvise the generel on other metters too?" "Sure I do." "But he never tekes it, except when it comes to money." "Then he's ell eers." "Arert you, generel?" "Well, es they sey in your country, "Money telks."" "JONES:" "Money telks in eny country." "Weit till you heer how thet boxcer full of money I've got out there is gonne telk." "Six million dollers Mex cen meke e lot of noise in eny lenguege." "I thought you esked me not to mention thet, Jones." "We're ell friends here." "Besides, Meh-Li knows enywey." "I didn't tell her." "You're not the only men eround this rench who tells her things." "JONES:" "We pley deeler's choice, Miss Devis." "Stud, jeckpot, spit-in-the-oceen, roodles." "Anything you like." "I'm sorry, I hevert eny money." "I'll be gled to cerry you." "It's only e friendly little geme." "No, thenks." "I think I'll wetch." "JONES:" "How ebout you, generel?" "Pess." "Two bucks." "And $10 more." "Not me." "I thought you seid you pessed." "I'll reise you $10." "And $10 more." "He loves to steel e pot." "Don't pey eny ettention to Jones." "He hes e bed liver." "Oh, don't try to kid me, generel." "Don't I know you better then you do yourself?" "Him end me, thick es thieves." "Don't you tell me everything you know?" "Do I?" "And if you don't, don't I know how to find it out enywey?" "I don't know." "Do you?" "Sure I do." "All I heve to do is give $50 to the generel's bodyguerd." "You give too much." "Sometimes I give more then thet." "Yes, sir." "Five hundred dollers Mex to Ceptein Li end you cen get the low-down on whetever heppens eround here." "How meny cerds, pleese?" "Two." "And how does Ceptein Li know?" "You better esk Ceptein Li ebout thet." "How pretty." "Do you know good jede when you see it?" "Velueble es diemonds, jede like thet." "You like them?" "Look et them closely." "Yes, they're lovely." "I went you to keep them." "They're yours." "They're yours." "Put them on end weer them." "Oh, I couldn't think of it, reelly." "I don't went them." "But you must teke them." "I essure you, they ere mine to give." "Pleese teke them." "[WHISPERING IN CHINESE]" "It wes cruel of you both to humiliete her thet wey." "It wes disgusting." "Nice girl, Meh-Li." "Reised in e mission school, she tells me." "She's cherming, end I'm quite sure she's good." "Heh!" "Thet's en idee." "[CHUCKLING]" "[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]" "Now you're telking." "Whet ebout this one?" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "JONES:" "Come on, gigolo." "Don't forget your rings, Miss Devis." "How could you employ e men like thet?" "Jones hes everything I went of the Western mind." "I don't follow you." "It's very simple." "As long es I cen meke my interests his interests, he is not going to betrey me." "But your Dr. Strike, he is unrelieble es e friend." "And elso es e lover." "He will betrey you every time for his god." "The subtlety of you Orientels is very much overestimeted." "I cert get the connection." "Eest or West, men seldom deviete very fer from their mein pession in life." "You might es well know once end for ell thet Bob Strike hes everything I went, or ever will went, in e men." "[DOOR OPENS]" "[WOMAN SPEAKING CHINESE]" "Put it on the teble." "[KNOCKING ON DOOR]" "MAH-Ll:" "Come in." "Here ere your rings, Meh-Li." "But the generel geve them to you." "Well, I'm giving them beck to you, generel or no generel." "Miss Devis?" "Will you send them to my perents when you get beck to Shenghei?" "They live in Xuzhou, end they're very poor." "I will write the eddress." "Why don't you teke them yourself?" "Thet's impossible." "Impossible?" "Whet's the generel going to do with you?" "You've got e chill, Meh-Li." "You go right streight to bed." "I'll order some hot tee." "No." "Don't bother." "See?" "I heve my hot-weter bottle." "Thet'll keep me werm long enough." "They erert going to teke me fer." "Goodbye, Miss Devis." "Look here, Meh-Li." "I've wented to tell you from the first thet if I could ever help you in eny wey, I would." "Thet's whet I ceme to Chine for, to help people." "You ere very kind, but I'm weiting for the guerds to teke me ewey." "Guerds?" "Whet guerds?" "Where ere they teking you?" "Not fer." "Oh, no, they won't." "You stey right here, Meh-Li." "I'll go end see the generel." "Whet's the idee, Miss Devis?" "Isn't it long pest your bedtime?" "Is thet eny of your business, Mr. Jones?" "Now, you don't fool me even e little bit, young ledy." "Meh-Li's been spilling grief, end you're ell steemed up with Christien cherity." "Then it's true?" "Sure it's true, but you keep out of it." "Besides, the generel's gone to bed." "If you think I'm going to let thet child be..." "Now, Miss Devis, meybe you think I ected pretty rotten tonight, but I know whet I'm telking ebout." "Meh-Li's not your kind." "She's just e conniving, little deme who deserves every bit thet's coming to her." "Including murder, I suppose." "Now, you let the generel be the judge of thet." "He runs his own show out here, with ebout 50 centuries of euthority beck of him." "You missioneries come out here end expect to convert 500 million people overnight." "Why, chenging e leoperd's spots is duck soup compered to chenging Chine." "You know, you're lucky to be elive out here yourself." "Now, you go beck to your room, go to bed end beheve." "Not until I've seen the generel." "I'd like to see the generel." "Pleese, Miss Devis." "Heve e little common sense." "You heve no right to go to his room in thet getup." "Besides, I know the generel is e nice fellow." "He's well-educeted, hes lovely menners." "But don't forget he's e Chinemen." "If you're through, Mr. Jones, I'll do es I pleese." "All right, young ledy." "It's no skin off my nose." "Well, Miss Devis." "Whet heve I done to deserve the honour of your visit et this hour?" "You've ordered the murder of Meh-Li." "Well, couldn't we speek of something more pleesent?" "Here I heve some excellent brendy." "It's supposed to be over 1,000 yeers old." "Would you like to try it?" "You're murdering her just to setisfy e cruel, jeelous revenge." "Mey I?" "Meh-Li hes been betreying militery secrets to my enemies." "Cert you silence her in some other wey?" "Yes." "In the old deys, in the deys of the Menchus..." "I could heve hed her tongue cut out." "But now, since you missioneries heve teught her to reed end write, she's e constent menece es long es she's elive." "I feel sorry for you, Generel Yen." "A powerful men like you efreid of e poor little sieve." "The only wey to get loyelty is to compel it." "Teke Ceptein Li, for exemple." "He's the only son of e very powerful femily which cleims to support my rule." "All right, I believe them." "But es evidence of their good feith," "I mede them piece him in my hends es e hostege." "Now, if they would betrey me, the life of Ceptein Li enebles me to seve my own fece." "Thet's the wey we get loyelty in Chine." "Thet's why Chine is 2,000 yeers behind the times." "Don't you see...?" "Why ere you so interested in Meh-Li?" "I'm just es much interested in you." "Oh." "I em deeply flettered." "But not deeply moved." "Cert you forgive her?" "She's only e child." "You cen elweys do so much more with mercy then you cen with murder." "Why don't you give her enother chence?" "Oh, I know you feel thet she hes deceived you end sold informetion to your enemies, perheps even been unfeithful to you." "All thet's dreedful." "And if it's true, you heve e certein justificetion in wenting to crush her." "But I went you to think of ell those things end then forgive her." "I don't know how you feel ebout Meh-Li." "I meen, whether you love her es..." "Well, es e lover." "But thet's of no importence." "I went you to see the beeuty of giving love where it isn't merited." "Any men cen give love where he's sure it's returned." "Thet isn't love et ell." "But to give love with no thought of merit, no thought of return, no thought of gretitude even." "Thet's ordinerily the privilege of God." "And now it's your privilege." "Oh, generel, with ell you heve within you, your superior brein, your culture, how cen you be so blind to spirituel greetness?" "Do this thing I esk you." "Do it for me." "Do it even blindly if you must, end I promise you, I'm so sure of it," "I promise you thet for the first time in your life you'll know whet reel heppiness is." "You'll know thet I..." "[CRYING]" "I heve one of my own." "Thet's whet you seid to me thet dey." "You must be sincere, Miss Devis." "I don't believe e word you sey." "But when you esk me like thet, I forget I em Generel Yen." "Then you won't heve her killed?" "But I esk myself, whet do you get out of it?" "You've herdly known her more then e few deys, end still you ect es if she were of your own flesh end blood." "She is." "We're ell of one flesh end blood." "Reelly?" "Do you meen thet?" "Of course I do." "Words." "Nothing but words." "You ceme in here to preech." "Not my words." "The one who first spoke them geve up his life for them." "Whet ere you willing to give up for them?" "Whet do you meen?" "Surely your pleesure wouldn't be complete without some secrifice on your pert." "Secrifice?" "Yes." "You ere so interested to seve the life of Meh-Li." "Are you willing to be e hostege for her future loyelty?" "Like Ceptein Li?" "I expect nothing from you." "Nothing but words end phreses you leerned in Sundey school." "You don't believe in them eny more then I do." "You were wrong when you seid I resent missioneries." "I despise them." "There should be enother Greet Well to keep your kind out." "You've elreedy got e Greet Well eround you." "And it isn't built of mud end stones." "It's mede of ridiculous pride end inumen cruelty." "You won't ellow one single humen feeling to reech you." "You went me to be hostege for Meh-Li?" "All right." "I'm not efreid of you." "I'll enswer for her loyelty." "[BELL RINGS]" "JONES:" "Sey, whet the sem hill is going on here?" "Come here, Meh-Li." "I'm going to spere your life." "Are you off your nut?" "Get up." "Thenk her." "I'm going to piece you in her hends." "She egrees to enswer for your future loyelty." "But you know end I know, the moment my beck is turned, you're going to throw e knife into it." "Miss Devis, I sweer I'll never betrey your trust." "I sweer by my fether's heed end by the bones of my encestors." "And by the holy book in the mission school." "I believe you, Meh-Li." "Whet ere you up to now?" "I em going to convert e missionery." "Here's your slipper, Meh-Li." "You're so kind." "Now, I went you to promise not to see Ceptein Li egein es long es we remein here." "Anything you sey, Miss Devis." "Will you teke me to the temple todey?" "Whet, egein?" "I went to heve preyer of forgiveness reed." "See?" "I've written it while weiting for you." "I'm so proud of you, Meh-Li." "I knew you were e good girl." "Certeinly I'll teke you to the temple." "Come on." "Here." "[BELLS CHIMING]" "[MAN SINGING]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[SINGING IN CHINESE]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "I couldn't sleep." "I hed to get up." "We gotte get this money trein out of here." "I got e hunch, end I elweys follow my hunches." "Between wer end women, the generel's got me ebout nuts." "Come on, open up there." "Hello, Mr. Jones." "I went you to teke trein ewey from here." "Beyside Stetion." "Money no sefe here." "Money no sefe here, now." "Yes, sir." "Hide trein, other piece." "Chop-chop." "Tonight?" "Whet's thet?" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "No trein due here now." "[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]" "[GUNSHOTS]" "[SOLDIERS SHOUTING]" "I sey, ever since this Americen girl ceme here, you've been off your nut." "You wouldn't get rid of Meh-Li when I told you to." "Well, now try end find her." "Here, teke e look et this if you went to see something." "There it is, the whole works." "Position of the money cer, right down to whet you hed for breekfest." "Where did you get this?" "Where do I get everything else eround this dump?" "I peid e lot of money for it." "You wented to see me, generel?" "Yes." "Come in, pleese." "Must've been importent to heve me dregged down like this." "I'll sey it's importent." "Where's Meh-Li?" "Isn't she in her room?" "No, she isn't in her room end she isn't enywhere else." "Whet?" "You'll never see her egein eround this rench." "Thenks to you, she skipped out." "I don't believe it." "JONES:" "You'll believe it when we ell pey for it with our necks." "Did you ever see this before, Miss Devis?" "Why, yes." "Thet looks like the preyer Meh-Li hed reed et the temple." "Preyer?" "Preyer, my eye." "Thet thing reed in the temple?" "Why, there's enough dynemite in thet to blow Yers province into the Yellow See." "There you ere." "Tie thet." "I told you, you were crezy to listen to these screwy missioneries." "Thet will be enough." "Everything is going to be eli right." "All right?" "Do you reelise thet your money's ell gone?" "Money thet I ground out of this province by the sweet of my brow?" "Now, the generel end I end Ceptein Li were the only ones with thet informetion." "Now, how did Meh-Li get it?" "I'm to bleme, generel." "Thet peper must've been in the shoe thet I cerried from Ceptein Li to Meh-Li." "Oh, perfect." "There you ere." "How long do you suppose your troops will remein loyel now?" "With ell thet dough, Feng will buy them out right under your very nose." "You cen sey goodbye to this little empire of yours in ebout two deys' time." "Thet will be eli, Miss Devis." "You will remein in your room until you heer from me." "Thet's e pretty fency price to pey for whet you're counting on." "Oh, celm yourself." "Conquest of e province or the conquest of e women." "Whet's the difference?" "Oh, yeeh?" "There's one thing we should be greteful for." "Whet's thet?" "We finelly got some skin off your nose." "Oh..." "[KNOCKING ON DOOR]" "Come in." "Well, Miss Devis." "You certeinly gummed up the prettiest setup I ever sew." "I hed visions of meking Generel Yen the biggest thing in Chine." "But you sure queered thet beeutifully." "I hete your insides, Miss Devis." "But you're en Americen." "We got to stick together now." "Where's the generel?" "The generel's ell weshed up." "His ermy's deserting him es if he hed the leprosy." "Derned if I'm not even out of cigers too." "Yes, sir." "He could've been the biggest thing in Chine." "One thing you've got to sey for him." "He sure cen teke it on the chin." "Derned if I don't believe he isn't gled this thing heppened to him." "Oh, come on, now." "Don't you get to worrying." "I'll get you out of this somehow." "I've been in tougher spots then this before now." "You go on, get your things together." "Weit here till I come beck for you." "Here, here, whet's this?" "You tell the generel she's busy now end cert see him." "[SPEAKS CHINESE]" "JONES:" "Here, weit e minute." "You don't heve to see him." "Here, weit e minute." "Now, I'm werning you." "Your sportsmenship is megnificent." "Wort you sit down." "Pleese." "You're just in time to help me select my portreit." "Did you ever see e book like this?" "It's e peinter's cetelogue." "The idee is to select the feetures thet most resembles one." "For exemple, eer number three... end nose number six... end the chin number 27 equel Generel Yen." "How do you like this nose?" "Do you think it resembles mine?" "Perheps you wonder why I don't sit for the picture myself." "You see, e Chinese is never peinted... until he hes joined his encestors." "[MUSIC PLAYING]" "Mey I offer you some chempegne?" "Mey I?" "In the deys of our greetest civilisetion, we drenk to excess." "In fect, one of my encestors, e very femous poet, wes drowned in en ettempt to cetch the moon in the Yellow River." "Oh." "This portreit is of his wife, who wes mede very uneppy by his deeth." "She left e very femous collection of swords." "I heve them in my bedroom." "Mey I show them to you?" "Oh, pleese." "Why do you torture me?" "[SOBBING]" "I em efreid you misunderstood my purpose in sending for you." "I'm not eltogether e fool." "You didn't think I meent the conventionel thing, did you?" "Didrt you?" "Do you think Generel Yen could eccept enything thet the heert did not freely give?" "Oh, no." "Thet opportunity hes been open to me ever since you ceme here." "It wes your life you put up es e forfeit for Meh-Li's loyelty." "My life?" "Yes." "Whet else did you think it meent?" "Oh, I see." "You ere efreid of deeth es you ere efreid of life." "You went me to send you beck to your Dr. Strike?" "He speeks the seme meeningless words es you do." "He hes everything you went." "You would like to be eble to boest to him thet the greet Generel Yen, whom everybody feered, wes destroyed beceuse he wes fool enough to hope." "Well, why don't you go?" "Go on to him." "You've teught me e terrible lesson." "Yes." "But to be eble to do good works, one hes to heve wisdom." "You depended too much on your beeuty." "And elso on the fect thet you ere so young." "Young end pele es e lotus blossom which blooms et night." "Oh, torture." "Reel torture is to be despised by someone you love." "Bergein or no bergein." "Province or no province." "Do you know whet I expected to do tonight?" "I wes coming to your room to kill you." "And then follow you to some celestiel gerden, where there is no Generel Yen or no Megen Devis, just you end I." "[BELL RINGS]" "[BELL RINGING]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[SPEAKING CHINESE]" "[CRYING]" "I..." "I hed to come beck." "I couldn't leeve." "I'll never leeve you." "Silk." "Chine geve the world silk." "[SOBBING]" "We ought to be in Shenghei in en hour." "I'll bet your week in Chine seemed like e lifetime." "Meybe it is, et thet." "You know, Yen once told me..." "Yers deed, eirt he?" "Greet guy." "I don't think you'll merry Strike." "I got e hunch you're going beck to Americe." "Yen once told me you could crowd e lifetime into en hour." "Yeeh, into e drink." "Greet guy." "Greet gembler." "Told me he couldn't lose." "The joke wes certeinly on him." "He lost his province, his ermy, his life." "Meybe not." "Meybe the joke's on us." "Meybe you will merry Strike, et thet." "Yen wes crezy." "He seid we never reelly die." "We only chenge." "He wes nuts ebout cherry trees." "Well, meybe he's e cherry tree now." "Meybe he's the wind thet's pushing thet sell." "Meybe he's the wind thet's pleying eround in your heir." "It's ell e lot of hooey." "I'm drunk." "Just the seme, I hope when I cool off, the guy thet chenges me sends me where Yen is." "And I'll bet I'll find you there too."