All language subtitles for A.Passage.to.England.1975

(TITLE THEME)

Come on! What do you think
you're making, a bloody bed?

(BOAT MOTOR RUMBLES)

INDIAN MAN (VO)
the simple indian has a most attractive nature

but the working of the hindu mind
is really beyond anybody imagination.

lord hardinge of penshurst.

You are Mister Captain Onslow?

Eh?

Mr Onslow?

Mister who?

This name written here.

(BOAT ENGINE DIES)

(DISTANT BOAT HORN BLOWS)

Oh, Mr Onslow? He's down below.
What do you want him for?

Well, if you are only member of the crew,
with greatest respect

it's not really your business.

I'm his partner.

But you are not Mr Onslow,
and I am only doing business with him.

- Well, you'd better come on board then.
- Thank you.

Watch your step. Turn right round.

Oh.

Thank you.

It's quite a dirty old boat.

I am happy to see it being painted.

She suits us alright.

Ah.

Quite jolly boating weather, don't you think?

GRAHAM:
Ted? Ted, wakey-wakey!

ONSLOW:
Yeah?

There's some bloke looking for you.
Pakistani or something.

He's got a bit of paper with your name on it.

Pakistani?

Aye. He's a darkie, any road.

Look, there he is, there.

Do you know him?

ONSLOW:
Never seen him before.

Come on, come in here.

This way, up through here.

- Mister Captain Onslow?
- That's it.

How do you do? I am most charmed to meet you.

What can I do for you?

I am Anand Chowdhuri,
nephew of Mr Dharam Chowdhuri.

Oh, yeah?

Well, as you see, we are here.

Chowdhuri... You understand what I mean?

I don't know anybody called Chowdhuri.

Then you're not Mr Onslow.

Yeah, I am. That's my name.
That's what I'm telling you.

Now, I want to know what you've come here
to see me about.

- You have corresponded with my uncle.
- I don't even know your uncle.

Quite frankly, Mr Onslow,
you seem to me to be playing funny buggers.

(ONSLOW LAUGHS)

Well, l could say the same thing about you,
couldn't l, eh?

You're agreeing
for certain arrangements with my uncle,

and those arrangements are suiting you
much better than they are suiting him.

Now, if you wishes to withdraw yourself,
then jolly good luck to you.

But let's have fair play all around.

Let's put all cards on the table.

I don't know anything about any arrangement.

Mr Onslow.

You're not appearing to be a sort of chap
who forgets all about arrangements

whereby you stand to gain
several thousands of pounds.

And how could I make several thousand?

My uncle explained everything to you!

We would be safe,
and you would do very nicely, thank you.

Are you not trusting me, Mr Onslow?

I know you were expecting my uncle
who has got the material in question.

Material? What material?

Oh, I wish Uncle Dharam was here.

Then we'd soon be getting down
to brass tacks.

You would see with your own eyes.

But what's this material
you're talking about?

Oh, my God!

Is it possible there might be
two Mister Onslows?

- Another trawlerman? An Onslow?
- Precisely.

Not that I know of. What about you, Graham?
Do you know another Onslow?

No. D'you know which port he ships out of?

- From England, quite obviously.
- Yeah, but whereabouts?

My uncle knows all these details,
but he is a very sick old man.

Now I am placed in a very pretty pickle.

Thank God my uncle is ill,

or he would be giving me
bloody good kick up my backside.

What did you want
to see this other Onslow about?

Passage to England, was it?

It was good business for everybody.

Especially for my uncle.

You see, I had this idea
to take him immediately upon landing

to Harley Street under private and give him
a jolly good holiday in Skegness.

- Skegness?
- Yes, have you been there?

No, not recently.

They are always advertising
"Skegness is so bracing."

But...

Poor Uncle Dharam.

He will die, and never see dear old England.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

How much were you going to pay
for this passage to England?

Pay, Mr Onslow?

We are not paying one penny.

You said something about thousands.

Quite frankly, Captain Onslow...

This other Captain Onslow
was to give my uncle very large sum of money.

What for?

- Drugs, was it?
- Drugs?

What are you taking me for, a bloody hippie?

I can assure you, Captain Onslow,
I am not travelling on Marrakesh Express.

No bloody fear.

What for then?

I am already telling you
too much about myself.

Yes, you are.
So you might as well tell us the rest, eh?

I am talking of gold, Captain Onslow.

- Gold?
- Yes. Uncle Dharam is giving gold.

And I am buggering up whole bloody business
by finding wrong Captain Onslow.

Where did he get the gold from?

It's my uncle's whole life savings.
He's a highly prudent businessman.

This damned General Amin
is kicking us out of Uganda.

Uncle Dharam who was born and bred there
is a thoroughly good fellow.

He is running laundrettes,

owning block of flats,
bicycle shops, car hire firms,

and he was on the eve
of his biggest venture.

Huh?

Yes. He was about to introduce to Uganda

Colonel Sanders'
Kentucky Fried Chicken places.

(ONSLOW LAUGHS)

Because I am telling you!

These African niggers
are greatly enjoying their chicken.

Then this damn General Amin is saying
you cannot take your money out of Uganda.

So Uncle Dharam is converting money to gold

and is smuggling the gold out of Uganda.

Great big bar. Finest gold.

- Worth a bit, is it?
- Quite a bit.

But what worth is gold if a man has no home?

No. Get enough for it,
you could buy a home anywhere.

No, for me there is only England.

What for I want to go
to a stupid place like Canada?

Mind you,
we've been offered a place in Canada.

No fear, say I.
England is the finest country in the world.

I am already looking forward
to the English springtime.

Where will I find it? Not in bloody Canada.

Are you enjoying your spring?

Oh, yeah, yeah, spring.
Nice, is spring, innit, Ted?

Smashing, spring.

So "Bugger Canada" we are saying.
England only.

But we have no permit.

Although we are most certainly
British citizens.

No Passports?

Not valid.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

Then you'd be illegal immigrants,
wouldn't you?

This is simply matter of opinion.

No, no it isn't.

You'd be illegal immigrants, my friend.

In a manner of speaking.

Nothing to do with the manner of speaking.
You'd be illegal. Definitely.

It's not allowed.

Then, it's jolly hard luck for us.

Well, that's as maybe.

Obviously you are agreeing with this law.

Well, l don't know. You can't allow everybody
into the country, can you?

But we are not everybody!

We are not going there for
National Assistance

or houses from the council.

Uncle Dharam is very hard working,
highly astute businessman.

In no time at all
we are having little business

and a nice Triumph Dolomite
to drive about in.

After all, we have capital. We have gold.

Then you're very lucky.

Most of them haven't got gold,
most of them arrive flat broke.

Exactly what I am saying!
We are not most of them.

We are as English as Cheddar cheese.

By the way, can you invite me
for a nice cup of tea? I am a bit thirsty.

OK.

Top the pot up, Graham.
I had one not long ago.

ANAND:
Most kind of you. Thank you.

Tell me, Captain Onslow.
Are you soon leaving for England?

In a couple of days.
We've just come to have the winch repaired.

It's all Dutch, this salvage gear.

You think it will be difficult
to find this other Captain Onslow?

It might very well be.

- You're stuck without him, are you?
- Yes, very much.

Well, you could always
sell the gold here in Holland.

But we shouldn't be here in the first place!

And if we are selling gold on black market

and found out and double-crossed,
then we are deported God knows where.

Well, what about this other Captain Onslow?
What was he gonna do?

He was getting a very good bargain.
Cut price.

Then he was selling gold quite legally
and making a jolly good profit.

- GRAHAM: You take milk and sugar?
- Oh, yes, please. Thank you.

Iam only drinking in English style.
Two sugars, please.

- Park yourself down there.
- Thank you very much.

- One for you, Ted, without.
- Oh, ta.

You yourself wouldn't consider such idea,
Mr Onslow?

- Taking you to England?
- No, he wouldn't.

I can make me own mind up.

Illegal immigration, that's a risky business.

Ah, he's right there.

See, you get caught,
you just get deported. We'd go to jail.

Three years they're giving some of them now.

Well, l am not asking you to go to jail.

This is the most excellent cup of tea.

Thank you.

Why don't you go back to India?

How can I go back to India
when I am not from there in the first place?

Oh, I didn't know that.
I just thought that if you--

You thought he's a darkie,
so he must be a damned Indian!

No, l meant originally.
You people must have come from India.

That doesn't make me Indian!

My grandfather was an English bastard.

- That's very nice, isn't it?
- It's quite true.

My grandfather was fathered
by an English sergeant, Royal Fusiliers.

It was terrible disgrace for my family.

That doesn't make you English, does it?

Iam member of C of E.

I am always speaking English, never Hindi.

I am always joining English religions.

I am being C of E, Seventh Day Adventists,
and once I was a Methodist.

But they are shouting too much.
They are most excitable people.

- Are you highly religious?
- Who, me?

No, no, I'm not all that bothered.

How about you?

I used to, when I was a kid.

I believe in God,
but I just don't go to church.

That is very sad.

Yeah, I suppose it is.

My uncle is very religious.

He's a Hindu, which is damned stupid.

He is observing all the dietary laws.
No wonder he is ill.

- He is a vegetarian.
- (ONSLOW SNICKERS)

Anyway. I am taking too much of your time.

Thank you very much
for a splendid cup of tea.

Now I must resume my search
for other Captain Onslow.

Where are you going to look?

To be very honest, I don't know.

I'll walk around the docks
and inquire about other British boats.

Hey!

You want to be a bit careful, you know?

You don't want to say too much
about looking for a passage to England.

L will only mention it to people
who seem to be like you two gentlemen are.

Honest in appearance.

(CHUCKLES) it's nice of you to say so
but appearances can be misleading, you know.

Oh, no, no. Not me.

I'm a very good judge of characters.

If the faces are displeasing me,
I am certainly keeping mum.

And what if you don't find him?

Then I must look for somebody else.

Perhaps you might know somebody?

- I may do.
- Somebody who'll take us to England?

I may do. Let's put it that way.

Look, I tell you what.

You let us know how you've got on
before you make any decisions.

- Let us know what's happened.
- Captain Onslow, it's mighty decent of you.

L'll certainly let you know how l get on.

Fair enough.
You can always find us on the boat,

or at that bar by the dock gates.
But I'm not making any promises.

No, no, I do understand you perfectly.

Thank you very much.

- Thank you for your kindness, too.
- Oh, don't mention it.

- Bye, bye.
- Cheerio.

I wonder where he's going to.
One of us should follow him, you know.

What are you talking about?

See who he's gonna see.

Where they're hidden away.

Well, who bloody cares?

He's sitting on a fortune, he reckons.
Aren't you interested?

- Wouldn't you like to see how he gets on?
- What's it to me?

Daft bloody wog, bar of gold,
and you're not interested?

Well, there's nothing I can do about it,
is there?

Oh, you're not seriously thinking
of offering them a passage, are you?

Have I said anything?

Now, hang on a minute!

(DISHWARE CLINKS)

I'm just weighing it up,
turning it over in me mind.

- It's a bit stupid, Ted.
- Really? Stupid?

Pay for a new winch, wouldn't it, eh?

Save us having to get this old bugger
repaired all the time.

Yeah, but have you thought
of the risks involved?

Well, I am thinking about it.

There's plenty get away with it, you know.

- How do you know?
- Cos I do know.

Half these bastards
have entered the country illegally.

Christ, I know plenty of places
where you could plonk 'em down.

Row 'em ashore, daytime or nighttime.
No problem.

- Funny thing about the name, though, innit?
- Yeah. I've heard of him.

- Who?
- Onslow.

Bloke of that name fishes out of Devon.

Beam trawler. Brixham, I think.

Well, why didn't you say?

Dunno. Same as you, I suppose.
Interested to hear what he had to say.

You're a crafty bugger, you, aren't you?

Just wondered what he was up to.

Wonder how much he was paying them.

How much he was doing them for.

Well, you can't do better than gold, can you?

Changing your tune, eh?

No, no, l'm not. l still wouldn't
get involved in anything like that.

Thought you were ambitious.

Well, I am.

Then you'd better
learn another thing from me,

just as you've learned
all about boats from me.

Honesty and ambition
don't always go together.

Hard work can take you only so far.

Most people are only honest cos they've
never had an opportunity to be anything else.

They've never had a chance to choose.

I'm surprised at you, Graham.
Honesty's bloody easy.

But you'd need bundles.
He was talking about thousands of pounds.

(ONSLOW SIGHS AND SMACKS HIS LIPS)

We could raise some money.

H OW?

If it was genuine...

If he really did have a bar of gold,
we could raise some money.

Mind you, I'd have to be sure.
I'd have to be 1oo% certain.

I'd go to the bank,
I'd put the boat up as security.

That's worth 2o grand.

You must be out of your mind.

I said I'd have to be certain.

I'd have that gold checked,
weighed and valued.

But we've only just paid for the boat!

I said I'd have to be certain.

It's alright for some people.
Bloody sweltering up there.

Call it a day then.

Well, thanks a bunch. I've just done that.

What did the Paki want then?

Nothing, nothing really.

Oh, aye?

Just looking for somebody.

- Enoch Powell, was it?
- No.

(HE CHUCKLES)
No, some bloke.

Wanted to get in touch with him.

Well, l hope you lie better'n that
when you talk to the Customs people.

What are you talking about?

Well, he was here 2o minutes,
weren't he?

I mean, it's nothing to do with me,
I'm only a deckie.

- That's right, Mack.
- ls it?

Look, the way I see it...

I get a share of any haul we bring up, right?

So I should get a share
of any passengers as well.

He's not a passenger.

Suit yourself. It's your boat.
I don't give a monkey's.

But I'd be an accessory, wouldn't I?

I'd be taking a risk.

- He's not coming with us.
- That's genuine, Mack.

Well, he can't come aboard
without you knowing, can he?

No, I suppose he cannae.

Well, then.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GUITAR Music PLAYS)

ONSLOW:
Hey, Berta! Two beers, please, love.

Hey! Hello, guys.

I'm glad to meet you again.

- You can enjoy yourself.
- There you go, love.

OK.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Come on, let's sit down.

He's left us out. The little bugger!
What do you reckon of that, Graham?

Maybe that's Onslow.

Is it, hell? It's a Dutchman. Look at him.

GRAHAM:
Well, how d'you know?

ONSLOW: Cos I can tell! He's smoking a whiff.
It's a bloody Dutchman.

What a crafty little sod he must be.

Hey, look.

Alright, let's play it nice and cool, right?

Just leave it to me.
Let's play it nice and cool.

Hello there! I didn't see you
tucked away in the corner, there.

Hello, Mr Onslow. How are you this evening?

Don't stand up. Can I get you a drink?

Oh, no, thank you,
I'm finishing this then I'm going off.

- All alone, are you?
- Yes, quite alone.

Oh, please, do sit down.

We don't want to intrude or anything.

Well, having any luck?

Oh, Mr Onslow...

I'm having devil's own luck.

Sorry to hear that. No joy with Onslow?

I am thinking joy has deserted me forever.
And poor Uncle Dharam.

ONSLOW:
He's not any better, eh?

That is bad luck, isn't it?

"Unforeseen circumstances force postponement.
Regards, Smith."

See that, Graham?

Who is this Smith?

This damn bloody fool Onslow.

Why does he choose such a stupid name, eh?

He's let you down, has he?

- Sent from Brixham, this.
- ls it?

What is meaning Brixham?

Uh, nothing, just noticed.

Office of origin, Brixham.

- Oh...
- He comes from Brixham, does he?

For all I know,
he is coming from a loony bin.

What irresponsible man
with a stupid telegram?

An Englishman's word is his bond.
Everyone is knowing it.

Everyone except this stupid old bugger,
Onslow.

Now what am I to do? That is the question.

- Did you mention it to anybody else?
- Oh no, not one soul.

But you said you may know somebody.

Yeah, I might.

How much gold is involved?

You see, the person in question
has got to know this.

It's one standard bullion bar,
weighing 4oo troy ounces.

Pardon?

There's 12 kilos and 44o grams.

And how much do you want?

Well, the current market price
is 166 dollars per troy ounce.

That is approximately 72 pounds sterling.

Yeah?

Well, a bar weighing 12 kilos
and 44o grams...

it is near as, damn it, £29,ooo.

And how much do you want? In cash?

Well, it's up to Uncle Dharam to decide.

How much was Onslow going to pay?

Who would believe anything
of that stupid idiot fellow!

How much?

- He's having a jolly good bargain.
- How much?

He is giving £15,ooo, but Uncle Dharam
is saying it's quite simply daylight robbery.

I don't know...

You see, this party I've in mind...
I don't think he'd go to 15,ooo.

Then he's not party to do business with.

Calm down. Keep your voice down.

See, you're not in a very strong position
to bargain, are you?

Oh, we are in a very strong position!

No, no, you're not, my friend.

You see, you've got
to get your uncle to England quickly.

And if he needs treatment,
you're gonna be pushed for time.

And that's what this other party's gonna say,
isn't it?

Tell me, Mister Onslow.

Is by some chance the other party
your own highly esteemed self?

(GRAHAM SIGHS)

- Could be, could be.
- Please. Do not be dismayed.

I am greatly impressed
by your circumspection.

- Oh, yeah?
- Most definitely.

L wouldn't want to discuss business
with careless fellows.

Well, you couldn't say that about Mr Onslow.

I don't make many wrong moves.

Look, gentlemen.

Quite frankly,
let's have all cards on the table.

Right.

First, we've got to see the gold.

Can you bring it round to the boat tomorrow?

It's impossible.

Uncle Dharam is not letting the gold
out of his sight until the deed is done.

Well, give us your address, then.

In strict confidence?

Guaranteed.

Fair enough.

ANAN D:
Do you know this area?

We'll find it.
Tell me, what's your uncle got?

ANAN D:
Sickness.

Tropical disease?

ANAND:
I am not a doctor.

no spots?
spots?

Do you know about diseases?

No, no, I just wondered if it's catching.

Mr Onslow, believe me,
from us you are not even catching a cold.

Now, you come tomorrow morning at 11.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Tell me, who is this chap beside the bar,
watching us so closely?

It's just Mack, one of the crew.

- He is having a very sly look about him.
- He's alright.

But why is he watching us all the time?

He's alright.
I've told you, he's one of the lads.

To me, he's looking
like a bit of shifty bugger.

Don't worry about him.
He's good as gold. Good as gold.

Good as gold.
(ANAND LAUGHS)

Anyway, I must be going.
I'll see you in the morning.

- Thank you very much, Mr Onslow.
- Cheerio then.

- Cheerio for now.
- Cheerio.

- I'm gonna have a word with that Mack.
- Just a minute. I want a word first.

Oh, yeah?

I mean, you're carrying on
as though it's all agreed.

Well, I haven't agreed.

Graham, we're spying out the land,
seeing what the possibilities are.

- That's all l'm doing.
- Well, that's fair enough.

But you sounded definite.

Oh, come on. A clear profit of 14,ooo.

You've got to investigate,
you've got to pursue it.

Not a word to him about the gold, alright?

Take a seat.

I didnae scare him away, did I?

No, he enjoyed that, you staring at him.

- You never seen one before?
- Not talking to you, I haven't.

- Just staring, eh?
- I'm entitled to.

How d'you make that out?

Cos I am.

Brilliant repartee.

Did you hear that? "Cos I am."

You're not entitled to interfere with any
business I may have as master of that boat.

Even Paki smuggling?

Why don't you shout it out a bit louder?

Nothing's decided, Mack.

That's right.

And if and when it is, you will be informed.

And you'll take your fair share of the blame
if anything goes wrong.

Yeah? OK. Ta. Cheers.

- It's fixed.
- What did he say?

He can have a banker's order here by
tomorrow and we draw the money in sterling.

Yeah, what about security?

Marine mortgage.
Short-term repayment. No problem.

Money in the bank, Graham.

Look, it's notjust the money. It's wrong.

- Wrong?
- Against the law.

And I don't care what you say.
They don't bring in laws for no reason.

But that's to keep the riff-raff out, Graham.

But these people,
they seem alright, don't they?

I mean, the uncle's a businessman.
These people don't cause trouble.

Oh, come on,
I'm against them just as much as anybody.

No time for them at all.

Tell you the truth, I don't trust them.
But what does three more matter?

Well, maybe they don't. But there is a law.

Yeah, and there's a speed limit, ain't there?

And people get killed every day
cos people break it.

But we all do it, don't we?

- I suppose so.
- Well, then.

INDIAN MAN (VO): ”7'/1e nafura/ courtesy
of a// classes /s a very marked feature”

”off/1e naf/l/e character. ”

”Go where he W/Yl,
fhe European is e/mosf sure ”

'7o meef vwT/z respectful c/v/Y/IJ/
and effenf/on. ”

Yeah, this is it.

(HE KNOCKS)

Good morning, Mr Onslow.
How nice of you to arrive.

Please come in.

Hello.

Frankly speaking, this is not the sort
of place we are really accustomed to.

ONSLOW:
Don't worry about that.

L'm afraid Uncle Dharam is no better.
Come in. Make yourself at home, please.

This is my cousin Pramiia.

Who is fortunately only speaking
when she's spoken to.

Hello.

GRAHAM:
How do you do?

Now l'll go and try to rouse Uncle Dharam.

Hang on a bit.

It is alright, isn't it?
It's not the cholera, or anything?

(ANAND CLICKS TONGUE)

Cousin Pramila is attending him all day.

And she is most certainly not looking ill.

Uncle Dharam? Uncle Dharam.
Wake up. Come along now. Be a good chap.

I am bringing English friends.

Now, trying pulling yourself together.

This is Mr Onslow
I've been telling you about.

It is not Onslow.

This is other Mr Onslow.

I am not knowing him.
(HE COUGHS)

Please, give him some water, Pramila.

I know you are not knowing him.

But this is different Mr Onslow
I've been telling you previously.

He is very much interested in our gold.

No.

(ANAND CLICKS HIS TONGUE)
Sometimes he's being quite loony, you know.

Look, Uncle Dharam.
This gentleman is interested in gold.

You are damned fool.

This is not Onslow.

I am not damned fool.
You're damned bloody fool.

It is a different Onslow.

And he is interested in our gold.

Please, try to be remembering.

They are having money?

ONSLOW:
Be here by tomorrow.

- Now, please let me.
- No, no, no!

He is not even looking like Onslow.

Holy Jesus Christ Almighty!

Why are you being so utterly stupid?

Why should he be looking
like someone he's not?

Please, let me open it.

I will open it.

It is, of course...

strictly cash deal.

Oh, yeah, cash. Yeah.

- DHARAM: And pound sterling.
- lt's no problem, it's all fixed.

(DHARAM COUGHS)

Why you touch?

Just wanted to see what it felt like.

You know plenty about gold?

- A bit.
- Mm.

We'll have to take it to a jeweller
to get it tested.

But we cannot do that.

Well, no deal then.

You don't expect me to pay you
for this without getting it tested.

But Mr Onslow!
We cannot take the whole bar.

It's illegal, it will draw attention to us.

Well, what then?

Uncle Dharam, how can we test this gold?

No, no. They're not taking gold.

(ANAND CLICKS HIS TONGUE)
No one is taking the gold away.

But Captain Onslow is requiring
to test this gold.

Take some.

I suppose we can do that.

We can scrape some of the gold
and take it to the jeweller.

Look, no offence, like, but for all l know,
it's just gold on the outside.

Are you suggesting that we are tricking you?

Look, don't get me wrong.

But I would be happier if the sample
came from the middle of the bar.

You want me to put a hole in it.

Yes, why not?

Got any tools?

Yes, I think so.

This belonged to the landlord, you know.

Ah. This should do.

No! You are not drilling hole in this gold.

But Uncle Dharam,
Captain Onslow must have a little sample.

Then you are doing it here.
You are not taking the gold.

(ANAND SIGHS)

Alright.

May l'_>

(TOOL WHIRS)

Uncle Dharam, if you are not watching,
I am putting a hole right through your thumb.

DHARAM:
It is my thumb.

My whole life is here.

I am having many bars of gold.

- But this is only one I am bringing.
- Where are the others?

They are quite safe in Uganda.

When we are reaching England,
I am making arrangements.

Yes.

You know any good jewellers?

I'll find one.

So, when you both return,
we'll finish the business.

Now, just a minute.

Once again, no offence,
I'm not suggesting anything.

But what I am saying is this.

What's to stop you,
once we're out of the room,

- switching that bar for another?
- (ANAND CLICKS HIS TONGUE)

I'm not saying you would, not for one minute.

But I would be grateful
if one of us could remain behind.

Isn't that fair enough?

Mr Onslow, we are not being crooks.

ONSLOW:
I'm not suggesting.

I'm sorry.

Alright. The gentleman will stay here.

- OK.
- And I'll come with you.

After all, you might be a naughty chap
and try to diddle us

by saying that the jeweller told you
it's only 14 carat gold,

when I know it is the finest gold.

Fair enough.

- Pramila will attend to your needs.
- Fine.

I won't be long, Graham.

He seems a bit more settled now.

(WATER POURS)

You know, more than likely,
this weather isn't doing him any good.

Do... do you feel the heat yourself?

Do l feel it? Naturally, l feel it.

No, I meant...

Does it affect you?
Some people don't mind it.

While others, they're just not used to it.

(MATCH STRIKES)

You're probably alright yourself,
you know, being used to it.

Can I give you a hand?

In England, men help in kitchen?

Well, some of them. Only with little things.

Maybe take a turn at the washing up.

They wouldn't do any cooking.

Don't you approve of that then?

I don't know.

I accept way I have been brought up.

England must be very strange.

Oh, no, it's quite nice.

But people do not accept us.

Oh, that's not true.
Some, maybe, but not the majority.

You'll like it, honestly.

- You will take us to England?
- Yeah. There are a few things to be settled.

I would feel very safe, if you took us.

We will, I'm sure we will.

(CHINA CLINKS)

I would be very grateful.

Would I be able to see you in England?

If my father will allow it.

- Well, why shouldn't he?
- He would not approve.

He would think I should only see Hindu boys.

And what do you think?

I am my father's daughter.

But I would be very pleased
to see you in England.

Yes, sir.

What you have here
is 5.3 grams of purest gold.

- Pure gold?
- Yes, sir.

You want for me
to make you an offer for this?

No harm.

Yeah, just out of interest.

At the current market price,
I can offer you 6o guilders.

Oh, thanks very much.
We'll have to think about it.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Thank you very much.
- Goodbye.

(DISTANT DOOR OPENS)

- (FRONT DOOR OPENS)
- How'd you get on?

Alright! It's genuine.

I thought it would be.

Did you, now?

Don't worry about us.
We just got to have a little chat.

Oh, no, no. It's quite understandable.

OK.

- Well, everything OK here?
- How do you mean?

Is everything OK with the old man?

Oh, he's been asleep.
The gold's still under his pillow.

- Huh, what about her?
- What about her?

We've just been having a chat.

I see.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

Alright. We've got
to come to a decision, Graham.

As far as I'm concerned, it's genuine.

L could have sold this little bit of dust,
no trouble at all.

So what do you think?

Look, I know you're having
all sorts of doubts. Me too.

I've given it a lot of thought.
It's a bloody big chance.

Well?

Where would you put them ashore?

Oh, no trouble.
Three or four places I can think of.

Land them at night in a dinghy.

It's our part of the bargain over.

Yeah, but we can't have the old man
wandering around the beach. Not in his state.

That's their problem.
All we're undertaking is to get them there.

L'll get the charts out tonight,
pick out a nice little place

but we've gotta make a decision now.

You fancy her, do you?

- Given you a bit of a come-on, has she?
- Oh, shut up, will you?

- Well?
- (VOICES MURMUR)

(ANAND SPEAKS SOFTLY)

Yeah, we'll do it.

Good lad, Graham. Good lad.

Right. I think we can do a bit of business.

Ah...

Captain Mr Onslow.

Let me tell you what a great pleasure
it is for me to do business with you.

Uncle Dharam? Uncle Dharam.

Please arouse yourself.
Uncle Dharam. Come on. Now, pay attention.

Captain Onslow is graciously agreeing
to do business with us.

Not Onslow.

ANAND:
God Almighty!

Let's not start this silly hoo-ha again.
Now, please, pay attention.

- You will have cash ready tomorrow?
- Yeah.

I can let you have 14,ooo.

Fifteen thousand.

ONSLOW:
Fourteen thousand's as far as I can go.

Please, let us not dilly-dally again.

Fifteen thousand,
or I am afraid there's no deal.

- Alright, then. 15,ooo.
- Good.

- So, when are we sailing?
- The day after.

And point of disembarkation?

I haven't decided about that yet.

I know a couple of nice, quiet places
on the Norfolk coast.

Oh, is it very near big town?

No, quiet, countryside.

Oh, I am afraid
that it will be most unfortunate for us.

If we are romping around countryside,

then Bobbies
are apprehending us double-quick.

(ONSLOW SCOFFS)

Look.

Let's settle the business first.

And then we'll sit down
over a nice, quiet drink,

and decide upon a suitable spot. OK?

- I think it's a very admirable idea.
- Right.

So we are meeting tomorrow
and exchanging gold and cash.

- No.
- Why?

No, I think it would be
in everybody's interest,

if until that money exchanges hands,

the gold should remain in our sight.

(ANAND LAUGHS)

I am forgetting your great circumspection.

I think it would be
an indication of goodwill.

You are wanting to stay here?

No, that would be a bit awkward, wouldn't it?

No, I think the best thing is
for you to come and stay with us.

Hm...

Well then.
Would you mind standing in that corner?

Pardon?

It's our time to have a little private talk.

- Oh, yeah, yeah. Of course.
- Thank you.

Uncle Dharam.

(ANAND SPEAKS HINDI)

Norfolk?

(DHARAM SPEAKS HINDI)

...Great Yarmouth?

(THEY SPEAK HINDI)

(THEY CONTINUE SPEAKING HINDI)

All settled then?

ANAN D:
Yes.

Frankly, Captain Onslow, Uncle Dharam
is not very happy with your proposition.

But I am convincing him it is only way out.

- Hm.
- When are we going then?

Did you see that, Mr Onslow?
Mad fool foreign drivers.

Is there a speed limit here, is there?

- Yes. Yeah.
- Thought there was.

ANAND:
I'll take it quite easy.

(BRAKES SCREECH)

Right, you see to it.
Fo'c'sle up front.

ANAND:
Thanks.

Pramila, give me the bag, please.

ONSLOW: You're in the cabin,
up the stairs.

ANAN D:
OK.

- Where are the blankets, Graham?
- In that bunk there.

I'll make a bed up for him.

No, thank you.
l'll see to it. We will be alright.

- OK, l'll leave you to it.
- Thank you very much.

Alright.

(ANAND SIGHS)

- They're fine.
- Good.

Then I better go up and lock my car.

- L'll take that.
- Oh, no. lt's not leaving my possession.

Unless I've got cash.

Thinks he's got us over a barrel, doesn't he?

How do you mean?

He'll not put anything over on me,
don't you worry. I'm way ahead.

- Ahead ofwhat?
- Him! Him.

ANAND:
That is bloody dangerous.

- (BOAT HORN BLASTS)
- Yes! All done.

Great.

Now, listen. This other bloke, Mack.

- You know, the bloke at the bar.
- Uh-huh?

Don't say anything to him
about the gold, alright?

Well, if you say so, fine.

And I think you'd better let me have it,
you know, put it away somewhere.

Oh, no, no. That's certainly out of question.

OK.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Alright, Mack?

Aye, fine.

- This is...
- Hello!

I am Anand Chowdhuri.

But my friends are always calling me Andy.
How do you do?

This is your bunk here, Andy,
so just make yourself at home.

- Thank you.
- ONSLOW: Yeah, sit yourself down, Andy.

How about a little drink to celebrate?

- ANAND: Yes, please.
- Get the glasses, Graham.

(GLASSES CLINK)

lt's quite a little comfy place
you've got here.

Yeah.

You're certainly not vague,
enjoying your Haig.

Eh?

Oh, yeah, got it.
(HE LAUGHS)

Like a drop of this then, do you?

Yes, l am always enjoying
little Scotch whisky.

- Cheers, lads.
- Cheers.

Here's looking at you.

Your uncle'll be alright in there, won't he?

Oh, yes, splendidly cosy.

- Take your coat off, then.
- Ah.

Ah. Yes, come to think of it...

It's quite hot in here.

Bottoms up.

INDIAN MAN (VO):
”/n oo/77/776/o/3/ deal/figs vwT/v the naf/l/e, ”

”f/7e European W/7/ soon
i7oo' a sad deficiency”

”of honour o/ sf/a/ghfforwa/dness. ”

”/I no' the/e is eve/y need
for wafchfu/ness o/7 h/s part. ”

ANAND:
You worry too much. I can handle him anytime.

DHARAM: Don't be so certain.
He's not a complete fool.

(MACK snves)

(MACK WHISTLES)

(THEY CHATTER AND LAUGH)

- (THEY CONTINUE LAUGHING)
- (MACK WHISTLES)

Oh... Steady as you go.

Mind the beer. Oh...

Too much. Right, there you go.

(DOOR OPENS)

Alright, darling?

Yes, thank you.

It's not a bad night.

Nice night for a walk.

Do you... fancy a walk?

I don't think she does.

Oh! Graham.

I'm just trying to be friendly.

(LIQUID POURS)

I think he was only being friendly.

(HE SIGHS)
Maybe.

You are very kind to me.

Well...

And I am very grateful.

You mustjoin the others now.

Please.

How you doing, Graham?

(ONSLOW CHUCKLES)

Old Graham, doing a bit of courting, are ya?

- Pass me the ale, will you, Andy?
- Oh, yes.

(sow THUDS)

What you got in that bag?

Hey! Asked you a question.

It's nothing. Nothing important.

- Please!
- I've got to see it!

- It's mine!
- Give it him back!

I'm entitled to see it!

You are entitled to sod all.
So hand it back to him!

MACK:
I wanna see it!

Give it back,
or I'll out your bloody ears off!

- It will achieve nothing.
- He's not having a piece of this!

This is your business. But l'm not allowing
people to fight over this gold.

MACK:
Gold?

- You're smuggling gold?
- We're not smuggling.

We're buying. Now give it back to him.

Till tomorrow, it's my property, Mack.

Thank you.

What's the deal, then?

- It's got nothing to do with you.
- I want a share.

Share? Why?

How much money you got in the bank, Mack?
Eh? How much?

We're buying this gold
and then we're selling it. That's all.

Now if you've got money available tomorrow
as we have...

- You go ahead.
- I want a share.

You want a right-hander,
that's what you want.

(ANAND CLICKS HIS TONGUE)

How truly it is called "this yellow slave".

Let's not spoil a happy ship.

Allow Mack to have a small commission.

_
' Yes!

Let's call it a day.

You get a bonus of a thousand
for everything.

- MACK: Suits me.
- Oh, like hell!

Fair do's all around.

Let that be the end of it.

MACK:
Fine, suits me.

You see, only person who should be worried
at the moment is my good self.

After all, what is stopping you three people

from taking gold from me
and throwing us all overboard?

As far as I know,
there's only one thing stopping this.

Fair plQV-

Am I right?

Fair play, right.

You see, a little while ago,
we were in a special camp in Austria.

My God!

I couldn't get out of that place
quick enough.

They were speaking German all the time.

And I discovered that there is
not one word in German for "fair."

Can you imagine that?

Vicious bastards, Jerries.

- Have you seen their referees?
- Hmm.

- Pigs.
- Yeah.

- Have another drink, Andy.
- Thank you.

Mack, come on.

How long will it take us to get to England?

Oh, about 2o hours.

- Aye, be back for the weekend.
- ANAN D: Ah.

Tell me, what are you doing for the weekend?
Perhaps you playing cricket?

- Oh, cricket fan, are you?
- Oh, I'm mad about cricket.

My father, God bless his soul,

he used to tell me
all about great Leonard Hutton

and the record he's making.

That's a few years back, isn't it?

Who holds the record now?
Sobers, isn't it? Garfield Sobers.

ANAN D:
Oh, that's a stupid record.

Any silly bugger can make world record
on West Indian wicket.

Point taken, Andy. Point taken.

Mind you, some of your lads
haven't been so bad, have they?

Sometimes they are quite good.

Nawab of Patudi. Gentleman.

Oh, Pataudi! Nawab of Pataudi. Oh, yes.

Yeah, Pataudi, yeah.
Lost his eye at the wicket.

Credit to his race.

ANAND:
I think he was going to Oxford, you know.

And why not? Could he do better?

He was much taken up by English way of life.
Perhaps he was enjoying his weekends.

And good luck to him.

I enjoy me weekends.

Take it nice and easy,
get me feet up, sup a few pints.

Good old bitter from wood.

There's not much of that.

No bitter from wood?

You can get it in the Angel.

That's keg.

I've drunk in there, it's from the wood.

Rubbish! It's keg. It's all bloody keg.

Hygienic. Pasteurised. Tasteless.

Well, I thought it was for a wood.

Don't talk to me about bitter from the wood.
I remember it.

- Have a top-up, Andy.
- Oh, certainly, thank you.

Haven't you had enough?

No!

(ONSLOW SCOFFS)

Tell me, you knowing this
Joan Hunter Dunn?

ONSLOW:
VVho?

Miss Joan Hunter Dunn.

- Who is she, a pop star, or something?
- Certainly not!

"Miss Joan Hunter Dunn.
Miss Joan Hunter Dunn."

"How mad I am, how sad I am.
I'm glad that you won."

This is poetry by great Lord Betjeman.

Sir John. He's Sir John Betjeman.

- Who is?
- Poet laureate.

Holy shit!
You mean to say great Lord Betjeman

- is only Sir John Betjeman?
- Definitely.

I don't even know who you're taking about.

We are talking about great Lord Betjeman.

They are making every Tom, Dick and Harry
Lord, but not great Sir Betjeman.

"On the floor of her bedroom
lying blazer and shorts."

"The cream-coloured walls
are betrophied with sports."

I am dying to have a little peep

in her bedroom,
with her shorts lying on the floor.

(INHALES SHARPLY)
You know...

Saucy, Andy. Saucy.

I would certainly fall headlong in love

with this Joan Hunter Dunn
and propose marriage.

You want to marry a white woman then, do you?

ANAND:
Only Joan Hunter Dunn.

I think it wouldn't work.

- Mixed marriages, I don't believe in them.
- Oh, I don't know.

ONSLOW:
Mixed blood, no good.

They prefer it that way themselves.
Now, you ask him. Go on.

Ask me, Graham.

Is that true?

Well, perhaps.

Now, take for example my cousin Pramila.

Now, she's young and beautiful.

And she would like
to meet some nice English boys.

But Uncle Dharam is old conservative fellow.

See, what did I tell you?

Hey. He fancies your Pramila, you know.

Oh, shut up!

But then there are other young people
who are saying, "Bugger all things English."

Oh, are they!

ANAND: Oh, yes!
I'm meeting quite few of them at my club.

What club?

Kampala Asian Commercial Club.

We having jolly good time there
discussing world's problems.

And some of those chaps
are quite hostile to England, you know.

Buggers, eh?

ANAND:
Oh, yes! Highly antagonistic buggers.

Don't know how to behave in a club,
these people.

ANAN D:
You're right there, you know.

But when I tell them how I'm going to spend
my time in England,

boy, they are very jealous.

GRAHAM:
Well, how will you?

Well, I have thought of it many times.

First...

I am going to Army and Navy store

and buy myself a blue blazer.

Then, l'll stroll down Parliament Square.

And have a look at Mother Parliament.

Teatime.

I think I am going to Fortnum's.

- You're having a marvellous time, Andy.
- Ah.

It's just a dream, that is.

- ONSLOW: What is?
- People don't live like that.

They do, they used to.

GRAHAM: When was the last time
you did anything like that?

ONSLOW:
I have done.

No, you haven't.

- I bloody have!
- Tea at Fortnum's?

That wasn't all he said.

So, what else?

- ONSLOW: I've got a blazer.
- (GRAHAM LAUGHS)

Army and Navy?

- The wife got it for me.
- Army and Navy?

John Colliers!

GRAHAM:
You see, Andy.

You've got the wrong idea about England.

Then all these boys at the club
are being correct?

Yeah, in a way, I suppose they are.

Why, what'd they say?

They are simply saying
that England's days are over.

And Asia is going
to inherit the whole universe.

Did they say that?

ANAN D:
Yes.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)
Well, l'll be buggered.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

That's a nice thought
to go to sleep on, innit?

Let's get some shut-eye then, eh?

(SWITCH CLICKS)

(GRAHAM SIGHS)

ANAND:
Graham?

- Yeah?
- lf all Englishmen are as good as you,

then I should be batting
on a very good wicket.

GRAHAM:
Thanks, Andy.

(SWITCH CLICKS)

ANAND:
Good night, Graham.

Good night, Andy.

CLERK:
Makes £15,ooo. All is well?

Could you sign here, please?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Graham?

Have a look at this.

And this.

Checking the exact weight, you see.

- You alright?
- Yeah, just thinking...

Yeah, I know what you mean.

(ONSLOW SMACKS LIPS)
It's a lot of money

- to hand over to somebody, isn't it?
- Yeah.

Still...

Maybe we haven't seen the last of it.

How d'you mean?

Well, like you say, it's a lot of money.

Yeah?

Well, why the hell should we?

Why the hell should we
let them get away with it?

- What are you talking about?
- It's hard-earned cash, Graham.

Don't you think they'd do us, if they could?

Just what are you saying?

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

I've been thinking about it...

coming from the bank.

We don't owe them anything.
They're encouraging us to commit a crime.

- You said it yourself, it's against the law.
- Yeah!

Alright, then bugger them!

Why not hand them over?
Soon as we get to England.

- Hand them over to the immigration people.
- And keep the money?

- Yeah!
- You mean, steal the money?

Alright then, steal the money!

You're an evil bastard, aren't you?
This gold's sent you haywire.

Graham!

Hang on a minute!

There's no need to get upset about it.

- No?
- Course not.

Chances are, they'll be caught anyway.

That old man would be better off in custody.

They'd put him in hospital,
give him treatment.

Christ, now you're doing it
for their own good!

I never said I agreed to them going there.

It's only the money, as far as I'm concerned.

I don't care about Indians going to England.

Far from it. The fewer, the better.

- Look, you seem to have forgotten something.
- What?

We made a deal with them.
We're not doing them a favour.

It's a straightforward cash deal.

Now, if you don't want
to go ahead with it, fine.

Let's tell Andy to take his gold and sod off.

Look,no.

Just... Just hang on a minute, come on.

Look, let's just forget
I said anything about it, eh?

Yeah, OK.

Are you going to be
able to forget it though?

Certainly I am.

Or are you gonna think
of some other little plot?

It starts off with trying
to cheat Andy out of his dough.

But next you'll be wanting
to cheat me out of mine.

Oh, come on, we're partners.

You've got a taste for it now though,
haven't you?

But just remember this.

I'm keeping an eye on you.

(ANAND CHUCKLES)

ONSLOW:
Hope these are accurate.

ANAN D:
I beg your pardon?

ONSLOW:
These things.

It is quite clearly on 12.5 kilos.

Yeah, but they're only cheap scales,
aren't they?

Well, then. Perhaps you are getting
more than 12.5 kilos

and owing me more money.

No. We've got to have
a bit of trust on both sides.

- Money all there?
- Oh, yes, all correct.

You are certainly not trying to diddle me.
What time are we sailing?

We'll catch the evening tide
about four o'clock.

Oh, then I better go
and dispose of my old oar.

- I'll give you a hand.
- Oh, good.

Because if I am going on my own,
you might be thinking

"Bugger these lndians!"
and setting sail immediately.

Oh, come on, Andy! Be fair.

Then forgive me.

Cheerio. See you later.

- Cheerio.
- Cheers, see ya.

Didnae realise you were paying them
that much.

Now, shut up.

You're having a fair whack out of this,
so just shut up.

- Not all that keen on Graham, are you?
- Eh?

Don't like him, eh?

I know what you mean.
He's soft, is Graham.

Fancies that bird, you know.

- He's on their side now.
- ls he?

Now, me...

I'm not in favour of Indians
getting away with anything.

I want to get that money back
and hand them over.

But I might need a bit of help.

Couple of thousand in it for ya.

For doing what?

Getting hold of Graham. You and me.

He'd not stand a chance.

But he's so fond of them,
let him take the blame, eh?

Oh, I don't know about that.

- You and me, Mack, partners.
- Partners?

Partners split 5o-5o.

- Oh, like hell!
- Partners do!

Not bloody junior partners!

My money, my plan.
You're all trying to do me, aren't you?

- Well, l'll think about it.
- Too late! Too late!

Can handle it meself, thank you very much!
5o-5o...

Where you going with that?

- I'm going for a shit, do you mind?
- Oh.

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)

Try it now.

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Anand! Anand!
(PRAMILA SHOUTS IN HINDI)

(ANAND SPEAKS HINDI)

(SHE SPEAKS HINDI)

- (SHE SPEAKS HINDI)
- GRAHAM: What's going on?

- (PRAMILA SOBS)
- ANAND: on, God!

(PRAMILA SOBS)

Jesus Christ...

He was alright, first thing.

(SHE SOBS)

Kiss of life, that's what he needs.
Kiss of life.

Please! It's too late!

Woman, kindly control yourself
when there are guests present.

Listen to me!
He needs the kiss of life. It really works.

He has been dying for many days.

Anyway, it would not be proper for a man
of different religion to touch the body.

For me, it does not matter.

But for Uncle Dharam,
it would be quite unbecoming.

He was as right as rain, first thing.

I'm afraid he's as dead as a dodo.

Pramila, please.

It's the custom of the family for women.

- It's a bit of a blow for her, isn't it?
- Yes.

Dreadful, dreadful blow.

Her mother only died three months ago.

Pramila, please!

This primitive sobbing
achieves nothing whatsoever.

Should I make her
a cup of tea or something?

Certainly not.

She's quite capable of making a cup of tea.
You want a cup of tea?

No, no, thank you.

Surely you must be finding it
quite highly embarrassing for yourself.

No, no, I understand perfectly.

- I still think...
- GRAHAM: Leave it, Ted.

Come on, let's go.

(SHE SOBS)

lam so much admiring C of E

which is keeping a stiff upper lip
about these matters.

After all, Uncle Dharam
is firmly believing in reincarnation.

Generally, these Hindus
are giving a damn about death.

Especially the Brahmins.

Anyway...
You must still catch the evening tide.

And I must not interfere
with your sailing arrangements.

Under the circumstances,
I think we should call the deal off.

No, no, I've made the deal,
and l'll stick to my word.

But it's not fair on you,
we must call it off.

Well, it's up to you, Ted.

You have my gold,
and I still have your money.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

Look, if it's the funeral
you're worried about...

Yes, you see, l'll have to look for a place

where I can build a funeral pyre
in Hindu custom

and give Uncle Dharam a good roasting.

- Crematorium?
- No, no.

We are building our own personal bonfire
in the field by the river.

And then scattering ashes into the water.

But arrangements may take time.

And I certainly must obtain permission
from the Town Council.

Look. Wouldn't he like to be buried at sea?

It's not according to Hindu religion.

But it'd be very nice, you know.

I mean, we could wrap him in a Red Ensign.
He'd probably like that.

Simple service, and tip him overboard.

Personally,
l would love this simple ceremony.

But for Uncle Dharam, it's out of question.

But it solves everything.

I mean, you still get to England

and Uncle Dharam
still gets a decent send-off.

And what do you do?

- Eh?
- Why don't you tell him

what you're really after?

But I'm only thinking of Andy's uncle.

I mean, we could even do it
within sight of English soil.

He'd love that, you know.

White cliffs of Dover?

- Well, I don't know about that.
- You sioken me, you do.

What's the matter with two of you, eh?

D'you know why he wants
to keep you on board, Andy?

He wants to steal your money

and hand you over
to the immigration authorities.

- Oh, come on!
- It's true!

Christ, haven't we done enough to them?

We're making a profit of £14,ooo.
Isn't that enough?

It's the old man's life savings
and we're making a profit on it.

Now you want to double it,
and have them thrown out of the country.

Well, you can count me out.

You can keep all the gold,
the whole lot of it.

And you can find yourself
a new partner as well.

- Graham...
- Oh, shut up!

Is Graham telling the truth?

- Not really, no.
- You bloody well know I am!

(ONSLOW SIGHS)

It was just a passing thought, Andy.

Oh, this old devil, gold.

I'm sorry it intruded upon our friendship.

(ONSLOW SIGHS)
Yes, I'm sorry too.

Of course, my friend.

And you are my friend, you know.

Remember, when we were talking last night.

I realised that you and I
are simply two of a kind.

Look, it's forgotten.

Graham. Will you please kindly
assist me with the body?

Yes.

Andy.

It wasn't anything personal, you know.

I understand.

Andy, what are you going to do?

Who knows?

Maybe one day,
I'll have my cup of tea at Fortnum's.

I'm quite clever old bugger, you know.

Pramila, you'll get to England.
I promise you.

(PRAMILA SNIFFS)

Look, never mind Onslow.

A friend of mine's
got a little motor cruiser.

He'll do this trip, no bother.

I'll come back and take you both to England.

You're very kind and gentle, Graham.

Brother, you are a very decent man.

I'll be back Thursday.

Thank you, Graham.

- (CAR ENGINE STARTS)
- Good luck, Andy.

Thanks.

- Have you seen my garments?
- They're in the case.

(THEY SPEAK THEIR OWN LANGUAGE)

DHARAM:
Here you are.

After that touching scene, I really thought
you were falling for young Graham.

He was very nice, you know.

I was never worried.

Indian Man
Contentment with his place in life

is the firm basis of the india character.

this quality
is indeed a credit to his race.

(ENGINE STARTS)