All language subtitles for 1932 The Bitter Tea of General Yen

If it isn't Amelia,
our little tower of
strength from Tientsin.

And Dr. Hanson.
Shades of Canton and Pearl River.

It was rain all the way. My, what a
country.

- Hello, Mrs. Blake.
- Hello, Mrs. Jackson.

Come in, Mr. Pettis.

I haven't seen you since the gunboats
rescued us from General Yen.

- By the skin of our teeth, too, wasn't
it?
- Closer than that. Closer than
that.

Step right into the living room, folks.

Everybody in China is here, literally.
Everybody.

No wonder. No missionary in China
would miss Dr. Strike's wedding.

No, indeed. Step right in.

Forward into battle

see His banners go

And where is the bride and groom?

- They're not here yet.
- What?

She's on her way from the ship
with my husband.

And Bob?

Dr. Strike telephoned. He'll be busy
working among the refugees

until the very last moment. He didn't
even
have time to meet the boat. Imagine
that.

That's Robert Strike all over.

And you say he hasn't seen her
in three years?

No. They're supposed to be
childhood sweethearts.

I can hardly wait till I see them kiss.

Amelia!

- Who is the bride, Mrs. Jackson?
- Megan Davis.

Finest old Puritan family
in New England, my dear.

Her father's a big publisher. Very old
family.

I hope Dr. Strike isn't making a
mistake.

No. I hear she is young,
attractive, full of energy.

- She'll need it.
- Yes.

Dedicating her life
to the service of mankind in China.

Just what I did 50 years ago
with my own bride, Mary.

Yes, it's glorious.

- And yet I pity her.
- Pity her?

I've spent 50 years in China.

And there are times when I think
we are just a lot of persistent ants

trying to move a great mountain.

Bishop, how can you say that?
After all that you've done.

Yes, I do pity her.

When I think of what she has to face,
I...

Only last month, I learned a terrible
lesson.

I was telling the story of the
Crucifixion
to some Mongolian tribesmen.

Finally, I thought I had touched their
hearts.

They crept closer to my little platform,

their eyes burning
with the wonder of their attention.

Mongolian bandits, mind you,
listening spellbound.

But alas, I had misinterpreted
their interest in the story.

The next caravan of merchants
that crossed the Gobi Desert

was captured by them and crucified.

That, my friends, is China.

Miss Davis! Please. Come on!

Miss Davis!

You've run down my rickshaw boy!

Yes.

That Chinaman in the car doesn't seem
to care much. It was his fault.

Aren't you going to send for an
ambulance?

Is he badly hurt?

Aren't you going to do anything
for that boy? He may be dying.

If so, he is very fortunate.

Life, even at its best, is hardly
endurable.

How can you be so unfeeling?
What kind of a man are you, anyway?

I'm so sorry. Do you want a
handkerchief?

Madam, it's raining.
I'm afraid you are getting wet.

Miss Davis, I've got another rickshaw
boy.
Come on. Come on.

You shouldn't have done that, Miss
Davis.

I couldn't help it. Everybody was so
callous.

I know. But human life
is the cheapest thing in China.

I do hope the Bishop's going to like
them.
It is a wonderful event.

Yes?

Here comes the bride!

Play Here Comes The Bride.

Here comes the bride!

Megan Davis. My pleasure.

It's been 11 years since I saw you last.
Let me look at you.

Folks, this is Miss Megan Davis.

Take a good look at her,
because in half an hour

the poor thing will be Mrs. Robert
Strike.

No, no, no.
You can't get acquainted with her now.

She's got to get ready for the
slaughter.
Come on, Megan.

But I can't understand it.

The owner of the car looked so
civilized.
I wonder who he was.

Some rich merchant
taking refuge in the Settlement.

But don't be fooled
about his looking civilized.

They're all tricky, treacherous, and
immoral.

I can't tell one from the other.
They're all Chinamen to me.

Who is it?

- He's here.
- Who's here?

- The groom.
- Bobby.

Downstairs.

Here, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Here's your hat. Hurry up.

- Bob!
- Megan.

Let me look at you, Bob.

Will you forgive me?
I simply couldn't meet you at the boat.

- I'll forgive you anything.
- That's good because...

- Listen, Megan.
- What's the matter, Bob?

Listen, dear.

St. Andrew's Orphanage is in terrible
danger.
I've got to get a safe conduct
pass

to get into the war zone
and bring out the children.

What? Isn't there going to be any
wedding?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Jackson.
The wedding will have to be delayed.

But don't you worry. I'll be right back.

Can you get a pass
from the American Consulate?

No, no, no.
The foreign authorities
can't do anything.

I've got to get a pass
from one of the Chinese generals.

That's what we call
our gangsters here, generals!

- Which one, Bob?
- General Yen.

- General Yen!
- What?

You don't mean the man that expelled
all the missionaries from his province?

Yes. He's in Shanghai now
under an assumed name.

I think I know where to find him.

I don't see how you can possibly
ask that bandit for any favors

after the way he treated you.

I hate to, but he's the only man who can
get me through the Nationalist lines.

I've got to go now before I lose track
of him.

Where's Megan?

- I'm ready, Bob.
- Megan, you can't go with me.

Of course I can.

I'm not gonna allow you to risk your
life
in Chapei tonight. It's too
dangerous.

If there are any bandit generals to be
tamed
or children to be rescued,

I'm in on it.
What do you think I came to China for?

I wouldn't let her go, Bob.

If you ask me, I'm proud of her.
Come on, Megan.

- God willing, we'll be back in two
hours.
- With a carload of orphans.

It's great to be young.

Oh, dear! My wedding is all spoiled!
If it isn't the war, it's the orphans.

The food's spoiled,
and the flowers will be all spoiled.

It's not your wedding.

You keep still. Did you take your
magnesia?

No.

- Is this the bandit's cave?
- Yes.

Now you sit right here in the car.

If anyone speaks to you, just glare at
them.

Bring the General with you.
Maybe he'd like to go with us.

Never mind that. With your provinces
in the deal and you commanding,

they'll get what they lack now.

- What is it?
- Money, money, money!

Keep your shirt on. Keep your shirt on.

He handles the army and the provinces.

But when it comes to money,
he listens to me!

Dr. Strike. I wonder what that bird
wants.

Wait a minute. You better see him.

He knows you're in Shanghai,
and he may make it hot for you.

Stall him off. Get rid of him.

You are right.

Dr. Strike, my old friend.

I'm sorry to intrude like this,
General,
but it's a matter of the utmost
importance.

Truly everything you do is important.

I want a safe conduct pass to Chapei.

What on earth do you want to go there
for?
That's an inferno.

That's why I must go.

Our orphanage is between the lines.
The children are in danger. We've got...

Orphans.

What are they, anyway?
People without ancestors, nobody.

Please sit down, Doctor.
I'll get you a glass of wine.

General, you don't understand...

Later on, we will be entertained
by some singsong girls.

Say, Doctor, have you never been curious
about singsong girls?

General, will you please give me that
pass?

Look here, Doctor,
I am not supposed to be in Shanghai.

If my name is seen on the pass, it will
do me
great harm with the foreign
authorities.

If you don't give me that pass,
General,
I'll tell the foreign
authorities you're here.

Here's to your very good health, Doctor.

General, I think the boys are about
ready
to talk turkey on those provinces
now.

No. Why bother me with the affairs of
state
when I have orphans to consider?

Hello, Doc. How's the missionary racket?

Say, I heard you were thinking
of getting married tonight.

Yes, I postponed it to come here.

What?

You mean to say that you left the
prospect
of a beautiful woman's loving
arms

for some nameless brats?

I certainly hope she never finds that
out.

Please. Please write that pass, General.

- Able to read Chinese yet, Doctor?
- Not yet, General.

- They escaped the fire, anyway.
- But the place looks deserted.

- Maybe they've gone.
- Miss Reed wouldn't go.

Soldiers.

- What do they want?
- They're laughing,
so it must be all right.

Stand back from the door, dear.
They're liable to shoot.

Where are the children?

In the next room. There are only six are
left.
The rest were taken away by
friends.

- Good. We can take them all in one
trip.
- All right, Dr. Strike.

Bob, I don't trust that pass.

Do you think we ought to risk
taking the children out now?

They've taken our car!

Never mind.
We'll have to take a chance on foot.

No, Doctor.
I'm responsible for these children.

They were placed in my care.
I can't risk their lives on foot.

But the fire's only a block away.
We can
get a rickshaw to the North Station.

Please, Miss Reed,
we ought to do what Bob says.

Megan.

Megan.

Megan, I think you better take this pass
in case we get separated.

Come on, now. Stick close together.

Straight ahead, Megan.

Megan, get back here.

Get back here.

Come on. Let's get out.

- Come on, babies.
- Go straight ahead.

Megan, there's the North Station over
there.

God give you help, Doctor!

Bob!

Bob!

Feeling better now?

Do you feel better?

- I believe I do.
- Then drink some tea.

- I don't think I can.
- Please try.

You mustn't be frightened.
No one will hurt you here.

Please try and drink some tea.

The General thinks it will do you good.

The General?

I'm terribly sorry for you.

But you are all right now.

I am charging myself personally
to take care of you.

Haven't I seen you someplace before?

You were kind enough
to offer me a handkerchief.

Yes.

How did I get here?

My car arrived just as you were being
roughly handled by the crowd.

And you rescued me?

If you wish to put it that way.

- Are we on a train?
- My troop train.

I believe I'm well enough
to get off at the next station.

I am sorry, only military trains are
running.

There is a civil war, you know.

Will I be able to let my friends know
I am safe?

Everything will be arranged.
Please try to sleep now.

I will have you called when we arrive.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Uniforms. I know,
all you guys think of is uniforms.

- Hello, Jones.
- Hi, Yen.

Did you raise that money?

Did I raise that money?
See, I got whole boxcar full of it.

I had to hock half your province to get
it,
but I got it.

- Have you heard from General Feng?
- Not yet.

He's still got another day
to make up his mind.

We may have to convince him with lead
instead of silver.

Keep your shirt on. I had to sell
half your ammunition to get that dough.

I'll tell you when to go.
I haven't steered you wrong yet, have I?

How long will it take you
to put my boat in commission?

Boat? You ain't going anywhere
until you get rid of this Feng deal.

What's the matter?
Aren't you interested
in this war anymore?

Where are those invoices?
Say, snap out of it, some of you guys.

Haven't got something new on the string,
have you?

I want to send a missionary
back to Shanghai.

Send him back in a freight car.
My propaganda budget is about exhausted.

I am going to send this lady back
in my yacht.

I had a hunch it was a female.

Who is she?

- A bride of a lamb.
- A bride of a lamb?

The young lady
who is going to marry Dr. Strike.

I found our famous safe-conduct pass
in her pocket.

Say, this isn't anything to laugh at.

We've got to get rid of her pretty
quick.

We've had enough trouble
with that guy Strike.

I think you have underestimated
the good doctor.

He seems to have excellent taste
in some things.

Yeah, well, never mind that.

I'm not gonna wait
to put any boat in commission.

She goes back to Shanghai tonight
if I
have to send her back in a freight car.

Jones, Jones, Jones, I am afraid
gallantry
is not one of your vices.

Open the door!

Open the door!

Good morning. Are you better?

Where are we? What is this terrible
place?

This is General Yen's summer palace.

General Yen? The bandit?

Good morning.

I hope you slept well.

I'm sorry.

It's terribly stupid of me
to disturb your morning like this.

But there is a famine in my province,

and I have no rice to feed my prisoners.

I assure you it won't happen in the
future.

They have taken the rest of them
down the road out of earshot.

Cigarette? I have both Turkish
and Virginia tobacco.

I've never heard anything
so cold-blooded in all my life.

But isn't it better to shoot them
quickly

than let them starve to death slowly?

Don't go, please.

Please sit down and have your breakfast.

Why did you drug me on the train?
I don't remember a thing.

You were in great pain,

and sleep makes a long journey very
short.

You didn't have to bring me here.
Why don't you send me back to Shanghai?

I intend to, but it isn't safe
to send you back by rail.

Please sit down.

I don't believe you. You're lying.

I'm sorry, but you are making a mistake.

Dr. Strike told me all about you.

You yellow swine, if you think that...

I advise you to send me back to Shanghai
just as soon as you can.

You will always find me
your most humble servant.

See this.

What are you laughing at?

Tell me when she goes back to Shanghai
in a freight car.

You lose. She's not going back at all.

Are you nuts? You want that guy Strike
to turn your province upside down?

Haven't you seen the Shanghai
newspapers?

They think she's dead.

I think I will shave.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Listen.

I've never interfered
in your private affairs before,

but don't forget this is a white woman.

That's all right.

I have no prejudice against color.

It's no skin off my nose.

Come in.

- Good evening, Miss Davis. General
Yen...
- Sends his compliments

and humbly requests
the honorable
presence of Miss Megan Davis

for dinner for the third time.

And for the third and last time,
Miss Megan Davis says no.

Mah-Li.

Were you able to send that note to Dr.
Strike?

Yes.

Do you think you could send another?
I wanna make sure he gets it.

Maybe.

This is all I have left.

Can you do it with that?

- Maybe.
- Here.

Mah-Li, I'll never forget this.

Speak English. What did she say?

She said no for the third and last time.

Well?

I often envy the common soldier.

His wants are so few.

Even a common soldier would have
knocked.

I did.

I almost broke the door down,
but you didn't hear me.

You were evidently absorbed
in the sublime effects of the spring

upon my people.

What do you want?

In my province,
this is called a Cherry Blossom moon.

It's a time when young and old,
rich and poor, sick and sound,

pay their homage to the god of love.

You think you can wear me down, don't
you?

But you can't. Do you hear me? You
can't.

Please let me go.
I can't stand this any longer.

Please send me back to my friends.

But I have told you.
The country is in state of war.

If anything should happen to you,

I have to answer to Dr. Strike.

How long will it be?

I don't know.

Maybe a week. Maybe a month.
Maybe even longer.

But I will do everything I can
to make your visit pleasant,

if you would only relax

and let me improve our acquaintance.

It's pretty hard to become acquainted
with a man

who ruthlessly slaughters
helpless prisoners in one mood,

and in the next, shows such a tender
reverence for the beauty of the moon.

You have a true missionary spirit.

Really, Miss Davis, there are times

when I would like to laugh at you.

But there are also times
when I find you admirable.

There are also moments when I...

Perhaps I shouldn't speak of it.
I might astound you.

Perhaps you believe us
incapable of such moments.

Yes, I'm sure you do.

Have you ever read our poetry, Miss
Davis?

Do you understand our music?

Have you ever seen our paintings

of women walking among fruit trees?

Where the fruit trees look like women,

and the women look like fruit trees.

There has never been a people
more purely artist,

and therefore more purely lover,

than the Chinese.

- I think we ought to end this
discussion.
- Certainly, if you find it
objectionable.

But I wish you didn't.
If you should change your mind.

If you would, follow our custom
of accepting the third invitation,

we are having dinner at 8:00.

Yes?

I'll give you more suitable gifts later.

Why?

That was Captain Li.

That's all right, Mah-Li.
You don't have to bribe me.

- Then you won't tell the General?
- It's nothing to me.

If you wanna do something for me,
help me get out of here.

Escape?

Isn't there some way you could persuade
him to send me back to my friends?

He would only think I was jealous.
But
it would be easy for you to do it
yourself,

after dinner.

Please come.
You could help me so much
with Mr. Jones.

Jones? An American?

Yes. The General's financial advisor.

- What kind of a man is he?
- He is very smart.

- I'm afraid of him.
- Could I meet him?

Yes, if you come down to dinner.

- This dress of mine looks terrible.
- I can arrange that.

Do you like this one?

I like that one.

I have noticed
you were in need of powder and paint.

Yes, perhaps I am.

- I will see you at dinner.
- Thank you.

Miss Davis, I am so glad
you changed your mind.

This is Mr. Jones, my financial advisor.

Hello, how is the missionary racket?

And this is Captain Li, my aide.

Hello, ma'am.

Please.

You are a newcomer in China, I take it.

Yes, I landed four days ago.

You are learning an awful lot about
China
in four days.

I certainly am.

No champagne?

That's Pol Roger, 1906.

- I wonder if I could have a glass of
water.
- Water?

You'll catch your death of typhoid.

To your health, Miss Davis.

And the same to you, Mrs. Yen.

That chair is for my wife,

who does not exist as yet.

You see, Mah-Li isn't his wife.

She isn't even allowed
to sit on the same level with us.

She may seem kind of lonely tonight,

but I have seen her with plenty of
company.

I was greatly relieved tonight

when I heard there was
another American in this strange place.

Thank you for the compliment.

But I guess I am what's known
in the dime novels as a renegade,

and a darn good one at that.

I don't think I would be
much of a relief to anybody.

What's that?

I was just trying to find out the duties
of a financial advisor.

He is the secretary of my treasury.

I am the big squeeze and if I do say it
myself,

I can milk more money out of this
province
than any man alive.

You advise the General
on other matters, too?

Sure I do. But he never takes it,

except when it comes to money.
Then he's all ears. Aren't you, General?

Well, as they say in your country,
money talks.

Money talks in any country.

Wait till you hear
how that boxcar full of money

I've got out there is going to talk.

$6 million Mex can make a lot of noise
in any language.

I thought you had asked me
not to mention that, Jones.

We're all friends here.

Besides, Mah-Li knows anyway.

I didn't tell her.

You're not the only man around this
ranch
who tells her things.

We play dealer's choice, Miss Davis.

Stud, Jackpot, Spit in the Ocean,
Roodles,
anything you like.

- I'm sorry, I haven't any money.
- I'll be glad to carry you.

- It's only a friendly little game.
- No, thanks, I think I'll watch.

How about you, General?

- Pass.
- $2.

$10 more.

Not me. I thought you said you passed.

I'll raise you $10.

$10 more.

He loves to steal the pot.

Don't pay any attention to Jones.
He has a bad liver.

Don't try to kid me, General.

Don't I know you better
than you do yourself?

Him and me, thick as 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 anyway?

- I don't know. Do you?
- Sure I do.

All I have to do is give $50
to the General's bodyguard.

- You give too much.
- Sometimes I give more than that.

Yes, sir.

$500 Mex to Captain Li,

and you can get the lowdown
on whatever happens around here.

How many cards?

Two.

And how does Captain Li know?

You better ask Captain Li about that.

How pretty.

Do you know good jade when you see it?

Valuable as diamonds, jade like that.

You like them?

- Look at them closely.
- Yes, they're lovely.

I want you to keep them. They're yours.

They're yours.

Put them on and wear them.

I couldn't think of it, really.

I don't want them.

But you must take them.
I assure you they're mine to give.

Please take them.

It was cruel of you both to humiliate
her
that way. It was disgusting.

Nice girl, Mah-Li.

Raised in a mission school, she tells
me.

She's charming
and I'm quite sure she's good.

That's an idea.

Now you're talking.

What about this one?

Come on, gigolo.

Don't forget your rings, Miss Davis.

How could you employ a man like that?

Jones has everything I want
of the Western mind.

I don't follow you.

It's very simple. As long as I can make
my interests his interests,

he is not going to betray me.

But your Dr. Strike is unreliable as a
friend,

and also as a lover.

He'll betray you every time for his God.

The subtlety of you Orientals
is very much over-estimated.

I can't get the connection.

East or West,

men seldom deviate very far
from their main passion in life.

You might as well know once and for all

that Bob Strike is everything I want
or ever will want in a man.

Put it on the table.

Come in.

- Here are your rings, Mah-Li.
- But the General gave them to you.

I am giving them back to you,
General or no General.

Miss Davis.

Will you send them to my parents
when you get back to Shanghai?

They live in Soochow and they are very
poor.

I'll write the address.

Why don't you take them yourself?

That's impossible.

Impossible?
What's the General going to do with you?

You've got a chill, Mah-Li.

You go right straight to bed.
I'll order some hot tea.

No, don't bother.

See, I have my hot-water bottle.

That'll keep me warm long enough.

They aren't going to take me far.
Goodbye, Miss Davis.

Look here, Mah-Li.

I've wanted to tell you from the first

that if I could ever help you in any
way,
I would.

That's what I came to China for.
To help people.

You're very kind.

But I am waiting for the guards
to take me away.

Guards? What guards?
Where are they taking you?

Not far.

No, they won't.

You stay right here, Mah-Li.
I'll go and see the General.

What's the idea, Miss Davis?
Isn't it long past your bedtime?

Is that any of your business, Mr. Jones?

No, you don't fool me even a little bit,
young lady.

Mah-Li has been spilling her grief to
you,

and you're all steamed up
with Christian charity.

- Then it's true.
- Sure it's true. But
you keep out of it.

Besides, the General's gone to bed.

- If you think I am going to let that
child...
- Now, Miss Davis,

maybe you think I acted pretty rotten
tonight,
but I know what I'm talking
about.

Mah-Li is not your kind.

She's just a conniving little dame
who
deserves every bit that's coming to her.

- Including murder, I suppose.
- You let
the General be the judge of that.

He runs his own show out here

with about 50 centuries of authority
back of him.

You missionaries come out here and
expect
to convert 500 million people
overnight.

Why, changing a leopard's spots
is duck soup compared to changing China.

You are lucky to be alive out here
yourself.

Now, you go back to your room,
go to bed and behave.

Not until I’ve seen the General.
I’d like to see the General.

Please, Miss Davis,
have a little common sense.

You've no right to go to his room
in that getup.

Besides, I know, the General's a nice
fellow.
He is well-educated. He has
lovely manners.

But don't forget he is a Chinaman.

If you're through, Mr. Jones,
I’ll do as I please.

All right, young lady.

It's no skin off my nose.

Well, Miss Davis.

What I have done to deserve
the honor of your visit at this hour?

You have ordered the murder of Mah-Li.

Couldn't we speak
of something more pleasant?

Here I have some excellent brandy.

It's supposed to be over 1,000 years
old.

Would you like to try it?

You're murdering her
just to satisfy a cruel jealous revenge.

May I?

Mah-Li has been betraying military
secrets
to my enemies.

Can't you silence her in some other way?

Yes.

Ln the old days,

in the days of the Manchus,

I could have had her tongue cut out.

But now that you missionaries
have taught her to read and write,

she's a constant menace
as long as she's alive.

I feel sorry for you, General Yen.

A powerful man like you
afraid of a poor little slave.

The only way to get loyalty is to compel
it.

Take Captain Li, for example.

He's the only son of a very powerful
family
which claims to support my rule.

All right. I believe them.

But as evidence of their good faith, I
made
them place him in my hands as a
hostage.

Now, if they would betray me,

the life of Captain Li
enables me to save my own face.

That's the way we get loyalty in China.

That's why China
is 2,000 years behind the times.

- Don't you see...
- Why are you so interested in Mah-Li?

I’m just as much interested in you.

- I am deeply flattered.
- But not deeply moved.

Can't you forgive her? She is only a
child.

You can always do so much more
with mercy than you can with murder.

Why don't you give her another chance?

I know you feel that she has deceived
you
and sold information to your
enemies,

perhaps even been unfaithful to you.

That's dreadful. If it's true, you have
a
certain justification in wanting to
crush her.

But I want you to think of all those
things
and then forgive her.

I don't know how you feel about Mah-Li,

whether you love her, well, as a lover.

But that's of no importance.

I want you to see the beauty of giving
love
where it isn't merited.

Any man can give love where he's sure
it's returned. That isn't love at all.

But to give love with no thought of
merit,
no thought of return,

no thought of gratitude even,
that's ordinarily the privilege of God.

And now it's your privilege.

General, with all you have within you,
your superior brain, your culture,

how can you be so blind
to spiritual greatness?

Do this thing, I ask you. Do it for me.

Do it even blindly, if you must,
and I promise you, I'm so sure of it,

I promise you that for the first time
in
your life you'll know what real
happiness is.

You'll know that I...

I have one of my own.

That's what you said to me that day.

You must be sincere, Miss Davis.

I don't believe a word you say.

But when you ask me like that,
I forget I am General Yen.

- Then you won't have her killed?
- But I ask myself,

what do you get out of it?

You've hardly known her
more than a few days.

And still you act
as if she were of your
own flesh and blood.

She is. We're all of one flesh and
blood.

Really?

Do you mean that?

Of course I do.

Words.

Nothing but words.

- You came in here to preach.
- Not my words.

The one who first spoke them
gave up his life for them.

- What are you willing to give up for
them?
- What do you mean?

Surely your pleasure wouldn't be
complete
without some sacrifice on your
part.

- Sacrifice?
- Yes.

You are so interested
to save the life of Mah-Li.

Are you willing to be a hostage
for her future loyalty? Like Captain Li?

I expect nothing from you.

Nothing but words and phrases
you learned in Sunday school.

You don't believe in them any more than
I do.

You were wrong
when you said I resent missionaries.

I despise them.

Should be another Great Wall
to keep your kind out.

You've already got a Great Wall around
you
that isn't built of mud and stones.

It's made of ridiculous pride
and inhuman cruelty.

You won't allow one single human feeling
to reach you.

You want me to be hostage for Mah-Li?

All right, I’m not afraid of you.
I’ll answer for her loyalty.

- What the Sam Hill is going on here?
- Come here, Mah-Li.

I’m going to spare your life.

- Are you off your nut?
- Get up.

Thank her.
I’m going to place you in her hands.

She agrees to answer for your future
loyalty,

but you know and I know
the moment my back is turned,

you are going to throw a knife into it.

Miss Davis,
I swear I'll never betray your trust.

I swear by my fathers
and by the bones of my ancestors,

and by the holy book in the mission
school.

I believe you, Mah-Li.

What are you up to now?

I’m going to convert a missionary.

- Here's your slipper, Mah-Li.
- You are so kind.

Now I want you to promise not to
see
Captain Li again as long as we
remain here.

Anything you say, Miss Davis.
Will you take me to the temple today?

What, again?

I want to have
a prayer of forgiveness read. See?

I’ve written it while waiting for you.

I’m so proud of you, Mah-Li.
I know you're a good girl.

Certainly I’ll take you to the temple.
Come on.

Here.

I couldn't sleep. Couldn't sleep.
I had to get up.

We gotta get this money train out of
here.

I got a hunch,
and I always follow my hunches.

Between war and women, the General's
got
me about nuts. Come on, open up, there.

- Hello, Mr. Jones.
- I want you to take
the train away from here.

Bayside Station, savvy?
Money no safe
here. Money no safe here now.

- Yes, sir.
- Hide train, other place. Chop-chop.

- Tonight?
- What's that?

No train due here now.

I say, ever since
this American girl came here,

you've been off your nut.

You wouldn't get rid of Mah-Li
when I told you. Now try and find her.

Here, take a look at this
if you want to see something.

Here it is, the whole works.

Position of the money car,
right down to
what you had for breakfast.

Where did you get this?

Where do I get everything else around
this dump? I paid a lot of money for it.

- You wanted to see me, General?
- Yes.

- Come in, please.
- Must have been important

to have me dragged down like this.

- I’ll say it's important. Where's
Mah-Li?
- Isn't she in her room?

No, she isn't in her room
and she isn't anywhere else.

- What?
- You'll never see her again
round this ranch.

- Thanks to you, she skipped out.
- I don't believe it.

You'll believe it when we all pay for it
with our necks.

- Ever see this before, Miss Davis?
- Why, yes, that looks like the prayer

- Mah-Li had read at the temple.
- Prayer! Prayer, my eye.

That thing read at the temple?

Why, there's enough dynamite in that to
blow
General Yen's province into the
Yellow Sea.

There you are. Try that.

I told you you were crazy
to listen to these screwy missionaries.

That will be enough.
Everything is going to be all right.

All right?
Do you realize that your
money's all gone?

Money that I’ve ground out of this
province
by the sweat of my brow?

Now, the General and I and Captain
Li
were the only ones that had that
information.

Now, how did Mah-Li get it?

I’m to blame, General.

The paper must have been in the
shoe
that I carried from Captain Li to
Mah-Li.

Perfect. There you are.

How long do you suppose
your troops will remain loyal now?

With all that dough, Feng will buy them
out
right under your very nose.

You can say goodbye to this little
empire
of yours in about two days' time.

That will be all, Miss Davis.

You will remain in your room
until you hear from me.

That's a pretty fancy price to pay
for what you're counting on.

Calm yourself.

Conquest of a province
or the conquest of a woman.

- What's the difference?
- Yeah?

- There's one thing we should be
grateful for.
- What's that?

We finally got some skin off your nose.

Come in.

Well, Miss Davis.

You certainly gummed up
the prettiest set-up I ever saw.

I had visions of making General Yen
the biggest thing in China.

But you sure queered that beautifully.

I hate your insides, Miss Davis.

But you're an American.
We've got to stick together now.

- Where's the General?
- The General's all washed up.

His army is deserting him
as if he had the leprosy.

Darned if I’m not even out of cigars,
too.

Yes, sir. He could have been
the biggest thing in China.

One thing you've got to say for him.
He sure can take it on the chin.

Darned if I don't believe
he isn't glad
this thing happened to him.

Come on, now. Don't you get to worrying.
I’ll get you out of this somehow.

I’ve been in tougher spots than this
before now.

You go on, get your things together.
Wait here till I come back for you.

Here. Here, what's this?

You tell the General she's busy now
and can't see him.

Here, wait a minute, you don't
have to see him. Here, wait a minute.

I’m warning you.

Your sportsmanship is magnificent.

Won't you sit down? Please.

You're just in time
to help me select my portrait.

Did you ever see a book like this?
It's a painter's catalog.

The idea is to select the features
that most resembles one.

For example, ear number three,

nose number six,

and a chin number 27, equal General Yen.

How do you like this nose?
Do you think it resembles mine?

Perhaps you wonder
why I don't sit for the picture myself.

You see, a Chinese is never painted

until he has joined his ancestors.

May I offer you some champagne?

May I?

Ln the days of our greatest
civilization,
we drank to excess.

Ln fact, one of my ancestors,
a very famous poet,

was drowned in an attempt
to catch the moon in the Yellow River.

This portrait is of his wife
who was made very unhappy by his death.

She left a very famous collection of
swords.

I have them in my bedroom.
May I show them to you?

Please, why do you torture me?

I’m afraid you misunderstood my purpose
in sending for you.

I’m not altogether a fool.

You didn't think I meant
the conventional thing, did you?

Didn't you?

Do you think that General Yen could
accept
anything that the heart did not
freely give?

No.

That opportunity has been open to me
ever since you came here.

Lt was your life you put up as a forfeit

for Mah-Li's loyalty.

My life?

Yes. What else do you think it meant?

I see. You're afraid of death
as you are afraid of life.

You want me to send you back
to your Dr. Strike.

He speaks the same meaningless words
as you do.

He has everything you want.

You would like to be able to boast to
him
that the great General Yen,

whom everybody feared,

was destroyed
because he was fool enough to hope.

Well, why don't you go? Go on to him.

- You taught me a terrible lesson.
- Yes.

For to be able to do good works,
one has to have wisdom.

You depended too much on your beauty,

and also on the fact that you are so
young.

Young and pale
as a lotus blossom which
blooms at night.

Torture. Real torture is to be despised
by someone you love.

Bargain or no bargain,
province or no province.

Do you know what I expected to do
tonight?

I was coming to your room to kill you.

And then follow you
to some celestial garden.

Where there is no General Yen,
no Megan Davis.

Just you and I.

I had to come back. I couldn't leave.

I’ll never leave you.

Silk. China gave the world silk.

We ought to be in Shanghai in an hour.

I’ll bet your week in China
seems like a lifetime.

Maybe it is at that.

You know, Yen once told me...
Yen's dead, ain't he?

Great guy. I don't think you will marry
Strike.

I got a hunch you're going back to
America.

Yen once told me
you could crowd a lifetime into an hour.

Yeah. Into a drink.

Great guy. Great gambler.

He told me he couldn't lose.

The joke was certainly on him.

He lost his province, his army, his
life.

Maybe not. Maybe the joke's on us.

Maybe you will marry Strike, at that.

Yen was crazy. He said we never really
die.

We only change.

He was nuts about cherry trees.

Maybe he is a cherry tree now.

Maybe he's the wind that's pushing that
sail.

Maybe he's the wind
that's playing around your hair.

It's all a lot of hooey. I’m drunk.

Just the same, I hope when I cool off,

the guy that changes me
sends me where Yen is.

And I’ll bet I’ll find you there, too.