All language subtitles for The Wind Cannot Read (1958)

Gun seems all right. Let's try a new mag.

Right, sarge.

How are you feeling, Michael sahib?

- I feel like a god.
- You've been close to the gods.

Bahadur, you spoil me.
However shall I manage without you?

You cannot. You will drink bad water.

You will wear one shirt two days.
You cannot do without Bahadur in India.

I'm not staying in India.
I'm going back to England.

- Sahib, haircut, please?
- No, thank you.

Sahib, I am used to working for pukka sahibs.

You mean, you're ashamed to work for a goat,
is that it?

All right.

Thank you.

You will fly aeroplanes in England?

No. I came off flying in Burma.

Flying brings you near to the gods.

Yes, a bit too near them sometimes,
especially with a Jap Zero on your tail.

I began developing dizzy spells.

That's nature's way of permitting you
to be a coward with honour.

Here is Peter sahib.

Peter sahib
is on his way back to England.

Face massage, sahib?

Peter!

What on earth are you doing up here?

No pretty girl to give you a manicure, eh?

Bahadur, two John Collins.
l'll have the haircut later.

I thought you were being sent home.

Nobody's being sent home,
not even grounded pilots.

You're joking.

I have a much funnier joke up my sleeve.
This will kill you.

You'd better sit down.

You are going to learn Japanese.

Jap... Are you mad?

I've arranged it for you.
We're both going to learn Japanese.

- Why? What for?
- So we can interrogate Japanese prisoners

and find out where the big attack is coming from.

- It came, didn't you notice? In Burma.
- But they haven't started in India yet.

Are you chaps...
Are you chaps on the Chinese course too?

- Japanese.
- Japanese, is it?

I'm Lamb.

- Quinn's my name.
- Munroe's my name. Hello.

Japanese, eh? I'm just a fugitive from an
airfield. Anything to be back in civilisation.

I believe we're billeted at the Mayfair.
Promising name.

- Well, this is our tonga. Do you want a lift?
- May I?

Hello, fellows. Good journey?
All ready for hard work, eh?

Hm, a knight of the skies.

A bit dull for you, won't it be,
going back to school?

I'm overdue for a little dullness.

The Mayfair Hotel will make it up to you in full.

My name's Fenwick, by the way,
the senior RAF man on the course,

but I'm only a student like you,
so you don't have to take that too seriously.

l'll show you your rooms.

Right, you two in here.

Er... you're sharing with Muckerjee here.

Whose sex I can guess.

Hello.

Guess correct.

- This one, sahib?
- Hm? Yes, that one.

I'd say about 1850 and haunted
by the ghost of a British matron,

murdered in the Indian Mutiny.

She'll appear at midnight,
fluttering her Union Jack. You'll see.

You know, this country's so big,
it gives you a... kind of gnawing feeling inside.

Ahem!

Well, I see you took me literally out there
about ignoring my rank.

Don't bother now. It doesn't matter in here,
but er... let's not get slack.

Remember, we're still under service discipline.

Well, it's a combined services language course
and there's a brigadier in charge.

I've arranged transport for tomorrow morning,
but after that we find our own way.

Thank you.

Excuse me... sir.

Where is the school, anyway?

lt's in the Red Fort.

- Morning, sir.
- Morning, Fenwick.

Welcome, all.

I was 17 years in Tokyo.

I got so used to squatting Japanese-fashion
on the floor

that now an ordinary chair
would give me pins and needles.

I've even got a Japanese-style house
here in Delhi.

It belonged to the Japanese Consul
till Pearl Harbor.

They shipped him home then
and I grabbed it quick.

Let me introduce to you ltsumi San.

Marine engineer in Bombay before the war.

Now released from internment to give us a hand.

We've another instructor coming out
from England in a few months' time.

But until then, ltsumi San
and I are going to manage you between us.

Do you see?

All right, ltsumi San, l'll hand over to you now.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

That means, "Good morning".

Please repeat. Ohayo gozaimasu.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

Ohayo...

A bit more tricky.

Eight strokes.

Most words, however,
are written with characters or pictures.

This is a picture of a man.

This is a picture of a woman.

Please copy.

- Do you know the Japanese for "sad"?
- Hm?

I know it as well as my own name.

- Sabishii.
- Sabishii.

Sabishii.

Sabishii, sabishii.

You know, I think my brain's going to burst.

Like a pressure cooker I once saw.

Mutton stew all over the ceiling.

Well, when your brain bursts, we're going to be
knee-deep in Japanese characters.

Ha ha.

Those blasted jackals.

They're getting me down.

So, do you see,
there are 20,000 characters altogether?

But you can get along very well
with 4,000 or 5,000.

Well, so much for the hiragana.

Now, there's another set of symbols
called the katakana,

which is used for writing foreign words
and proper names.

Hello, there.

Oh, hello. We're just off to a party. Coming?

Come on, Mike. Do you good.

No, I'm not in the mood, thanks.
I think l'll just mooch.

It's fatal. You'll start hearing those jackals again.

l'll only be a wet blanket. You go. Go on.

- Are you coming?
- Come on, let's go. Bye.

- Are you sure you'll be all right?
- Yes, fine.

- Don't get into trouble.
- What, here?

- Sahib?
- A whisky, please, burra peg.

Oh, I thought the Mayfair was gloomy.

All residents here, sahib.

Long time stay.

Yes, since it was built, by the look of them.

Let's have some music.

Too late now, sahib. It disturb guests.

Oh, come on. One record, for heaven's sake.

The Wind Cannot Read

A very sad song, sahib.

Sad, yeah.

Oh, blast! lt's gone again.

Sad, sad.

You wouldn't know the Japanese for "sad",
would you?

Never mind.

I'm round the bend. It's an occupational disease.

Sani, bani, sabi, sabi, sabi...

Sabishii.

Sabishii!

The wind cannot read

Cannot hear if I sigh

When the blossom has gone

Then the flower will die

The wind cannot read

But it whispers your name

lt's a voice in the night

That is always the same

How sad is my heart

So sad and so lonely

Without you the sun doesn't shine

A good soldier fights with might and main.

- Mr Lamb!
- Yes?

What does isshokenmei mean?

With might and main.

I request you to work with might and main
and pay attention.

I'm sorry.

You have five minutes break
before your next class.

I say.

Gentlemen, I saw her first.

Hey, there!

I say, please, a little subtlety.

- She's Japanese.
- Must be Chinese.

Soon find out. Leave it to Uncle.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

He's in.

Mustn't stand there in the sun, my dear.

- Come up and have a chat.
- Thank you.

Up those steps.

Thank you.

Hey, you're a proper lad.

The climate plays hell with their inhibitions.

The cunning old stoat. Itsumi San.
It must be his girlfriend.

Come in.

Ah. Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Konnichiwa.

Ohayo.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

- Shitsurei shimasu.
- lie, do itashimashite.

Come along. Well done, Mr Lamb.
Not bad at all.

No, no, an off day, sir.

Sit down, gentlemen, please.

Dozo. Dozo, sit down, please.

Otsukaresama.

Well, I wasn't expecting this charming addition
to our staff for another month.

But Suzuki San refused to take the delays
of wartime shipping

and talked the War Office
into sending her out by air.

Which is better luck than her father had
with the Japanese War Office.

He opposed the war in Manchuria.
He opposed the war in China.

He opposed all the preparations for this war
and twice had attempts made on his life.

He decided not to chance his arm a third time
and got out quick.

And I'm very glad he managed
to grab his daughter on the way.

Because, apart from all the other advantages
of Suzuki San's arrival,

it means that I can now take the morning off.

- Well, if you're ready, Suzuki San.
- Hai.

Don't let 'em frighten you.

Talk English for a bit.
Their Japanese won't be up to breaking the ice.

Let 'em pick your brains about Japan.

Here, you'd better take 'em in order
or they'll all jabber at once.

Start with Mr Moss.

Go on, young Moss. You do your stuff.

Excuse me.

Are there any... any trams in Tokyo?

Oh, yes.

They are so noisy. There is underground too.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Next, Hobson.

- Is that how to pronounce?
- Yes.

Is it true that when a Japanese husband returns
home drunk at five o'clock in the morning,

his wife's waiting up for him
to unlace his boots?

Well? You haven't answered my question.

I cannot say. I'm not married.

You've answered my question.

Next... Quinn.

- Is it?
- Yes.

I understand that in your country, in Japan...
flower arrangement is considered an art.

What do you think
of the flower arrangement here?

For instance, in your hotel.

I-I-I don't know.

Sometimes they are poorly arranged.

It is so unkind to flowers, I want to meddle.

Thank you.

Next... Fen-wick.

Fen-nick.

Fen-nick... you have a question?

Er... yes.

I should like to know...

is it customary in Japan to address an officer
without a handle to his name?

Because if so, it isn't in our country.

Handle?

Rank.

I'm a Squadron Leader.

I didn't mean to be rude,
but I just wanted you to start off right.

I'm so ashamed.

I did not know the ranks.

Next... Mr Munroe.

Munroe is good enough for me.

You have a question?

Are you going straight home, you fellas?

No, circuitously.

What is the matter with that chap, eh?

- He's got a chip on his shoulder.
- Chip?

I'd say a log.

I wonder where Michael's got to.

Not jackals again?

No, no.

I think I've forgotten a book.

Well, hurry up. We're going for a drink.

Well, you go on without me
cos I've got some shopping to do.

You're in a hurry.
- I beg your pardon?

I said, "You're in a hurry."

Oh. I was running.

I don't know why.

Escaping from school?

No. Please don't think that.

You must think very badly of us.

No. For a month,
I don't know how you speak Japanese so well.

No, I meant about our manners.

What's the matter with manners?

Well, that wretched outburst about our ranks.

Oh, it was my fault. I was so ashamed.

Nobody else had noticed.

It is the first time I teach.
There seemed so many people.

We're not really very frightening.
You'll get used to us.

So...

There used to be carpets down here.

And silks used to hang
from those rings up there.

And the women used
to watch the elephant fights from those windows.

And here... water flowed.

It was scented with flower petals.

It is very beautiful.

Yes.

You've changed your hair.

It was down last night.

Oh. I'm trying to be a good schoolmistress.

Suzuki San.

Do you see that?

You can read Arabic?

No, but I know what it means.

"Be there a heaven here on earth, it is this...

it is this...

it is this."

I must go now.

Oh, not yet. Not for a moment.

Yes, I must.

May I drop you?

I'm going to hotel. I don't want to be nuisance.

It's on my way. We can get a tonga.

There is tonga.

Oh... yes.

Hey!

This is quite a moment.

It's the first time I've sat beside a lady in a tonga.

- O-seiji.
- O-seiji?

lt means you are speaking compliment.

Oh. Well, it's true.

As a matter of fact, it's the first time
I've sat beside a girl for nearly two years.

It's almost better than I'd remembered.

Have you ever been round a bazaar?

- What is bazaar?
- It's where the Indians do their shopping.

We could go now, if you like.

Oh, please.

But perhaps you would not care to take me.

Why not?

- Well...
- Well?

I am Japanese.

You are sure you won't get into trouble?

Certainly.
You're my teacher and we're talking Japanese.

Bazaar.

It's difficult for you.

It is also difficult for you.

It's different.

You don't mind?

Honest-try, you don't mind?

Why do you laugh?

I'm sorry, I was being rude.

Look!

lt got whiskers.

- Why is it in bazaar?
- Well, it's a holy cow.

Nobody dare turn them out.

- I'm going to buy.
- What, a cow?

No, something for you for bringing me to bazaar.

All right. You can buy me something to eat.

Over there.

- Saa, do kashira?
- They look delicious.

What's the Japanese for "I'm starving"?

O-naka ga suita.

Of course. I forgot.

Honourable inside is empty.

Is that enough?

That's one anna.

That?

Two annas.

Enough for second helping.

Honourable inside says, "Thank you very much."

Ah, I'm so enjoying this.

Like poem on roof. Please say.

"Be there a heaven here on earth..."

"...it is this, it is this, it is this."

Listen, perhaps it is dancing snake.

Please.

Come on.

Traditional music

Oh, such a wonderful face.

It is strange.

But I don't like the music.

No, it's very odd.

It gives me funny feeling.

But he is blind.

He looked so ugly when he was dead.

Yes.

Like ugly music.

I'm sorry. I must go.

l'll go with you.

No, please.

You were looking so happy.

Now you're looking sabishii.

Sabishii.

You are clever.

You've got it bad, haven't you?

Yeah.

It's the smell of that frangipani tree out there.
It reminds me of her scent.

You've got it very bad.

You don't really think I'm going round the bend,
do you?

Because you've fallen for a girl?

Well, I've only seen her once across a room.

Walked through the bazaar with her.

You've been waiting for her for months.

I know it's supposed to get you under the ribs,
but...

...you know, honestly,
I've got the most frightful stomach ache.

Yes, remarkable the similarity between
falling in love and eating green gooseberries.

Oh.

Wait a minute.

Yes, as a matter of fact... l...

I did eat some of those meat things
in the bazaar.

You...

Are you daft?

You've probably got Delhi belly.

- What?
- Delhi belly.

Oh, Lord.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.

No more Japanese for you for a bit.

Why not ask her to come and see you?

I have.

Anyway, I don't think l'll send it.

Why not?

Oh, I don't know.

You meet a girl once or twice,
just talk, nothing more.

Think you're getting somewhere with her,
write her a letter.

- Awful junk, stuff you'd never say to her face.
- Well?

Well, maybe
you're not getting anywhere with her.

Maybe she just thinks you're a prize clot.

You are a prize clot.

Hey.

Sabishii.

Sabishii.

You are clever.

Kore wa nani desu ka, Mr Quinn?

Erm... enpetsu.

Enpitsu.

Enpitsu. Blast.

I am sorry. I am a nuisance?

You've had my letter?

Please?

I'm sorry, I can't think for the moment.

But I've only just posted it.

Oh, good heavens.

I came to say I'm sorry.

I made ill.

Would you like to sit down?

- You made me ill?
- Yes.

I gave you second helping of Indian pudding.

You can't help the weakness
of honourable inside.

Am I not disturbing, honestry?

No, no. Honestry.

Oh, you tease.

Just a tiny present. It is nothing.

A diary.

Thank you.

I shall start it today.

Today Suzuki San came to visit me.

She was looking very beautiful...

with flowers in her hair.

Thank you.

Please open.

It's not for me, actually.

It's just a note I wrote.

For you.

Oh, please show.

I could tell you what's inside.

Oh, it has already stamp on.

Then it's mine.

Such awful rubbish.

"Dear Sabby, you haven't had yourself called
that before, but I have always called you Sabby.

It is short for sabishii.

This is the word I was saying to myself
when I saw you for the first time in the mirror.

It fits rather well.

Of course, you don't always look sad.

But even when you laugh, there is still a sort
of lost, lonely sabishii look in your eyes,

as if there was some terribly deep sadness
inside you.

Anyhow, it is a beautiful word
and I think you are the most beautiful..."

Now I have made you sabishii.

My proper name is Aiko.

That's nice too, but I shall still call you Sabby.

I know your name. It is Michael.

Say it again.

Michael - is it how to pronounce?

Yes.

Michael.

Sabby.

- Come on, Bahadur, get cracking.
- Salaam, sahib.

I'm off in five minutes. That blasted doctor
didn't sign my release till half past five.

I was in agony.
I thought he was going to change his mind.

- Oh, hello.
- Hello.

What's the matter with you?

I should not have let you eat bad food.

It wasn't your fault. It was a germ.

When Bahadur not there, you put
hot Indian food into cold English stomach.

Never mind. l'll try and behave in future.

The delectable Suzuki San has been
quite devastated by your absence.

Don't be ridiculous.

I'm not. She's meeting you at 6:30 at the Simla.

How did you hear about that?

She told us in class.

I don't believe you.

She's a little minx, our Suzuki San.

She tells us everything.

She didn't tell the whole class?

Well, not exactly.

But since she was positively radiant and you
appear to be more and more round the bend,

what else could it be?

What about the Simla?

At the hour of sunset,
where else would lovers meet?

Oh...

Band plays a rumba

I like saris. So beautiful, like flower petals.

I like this too.

I like your hands.

I'm waiting, darling.

- For what, my dear?
- For you to ask me to dance.

We're between East and West.

We are East and West.

I forget... I feel I've known you all my life.

Sometimes you meet people hundreds of times
and never really get to know them.

And with others you meet them
once or twice and... well...

Fit like old pair of shoes?

Just that.

Am I old shoe?

A very, very old shoe.

You never met Japanese woman before?

No.

No-one so feminine.

Oh... you see only nice side of me.

I'm awfully stupid and childish.

It's just modesty.

No, it is true.

I'm awfully frivorous.

- Frivolous?
- Yes.

Sometimes awfully.
And sometimes very fierce like tiger.

And sometimes...
And sometimes awfully sabishii.

How did you know?

lt's in your eyes.

They're so deep.

Somehow you're 7, 17 and 70.

- All at once.
- O-seiji.

It's not just a compliment. It's true.

Oh, I can pay compliment too.

- Only I shall blush.
- Go on.

You have very nice ears.

Oh, yes. I noticed once in classroom.

- Honestry.
- Honestry.

Honest-ly. You know I can't say it.

Say "corollary".

Cororraly.

I erm... I want to make a little speech.

And please don't say, "O-seiji."

You're the most beautiful woman
I've ever known...

...or ever dreamt of knowing.

I don't know why it should be me sitting here.

But this is the happiest evening of my life.

Can we dance?

Oh, excuse me. I have left everything untidy.

I am a scatterbrain. Awatemono. Please forgive.

The school do you very proud.

It is also my mother and father.
They are good to me.

This is arriving present from Brigadier. Look.

Right. See you tomorrow. Cheerio. Bye.

Bye!

Michael.

Michael.

That's pretty, too.

I have many.

You spoil me.

I feel like a pasha.

I like to spoil.

My sweet, darling Sabby.

- Michael?
- Mm-hm?

Do you like me? Please say honestry.

How can you ask me that now?

Perhaps you were sorry for me
because I look sad and sabishii.

You're very sweet.

And I adore you.

And you've got a very funny nose.

Come here. I want to bite it.

I shall bite ears.

- Like a tiger.
- Tora.

Ow! Too much like a tiger. Not again.

Darling, I do love ears.

Oh, I do love nose.

- Michael?
- Mm?

Where were you born?

In Tewkesbury.

Near London?

No. Midlands.

What was house like?

Oh... grey stone walls.

Lawns running down to the river.

Chestnut trees.

- Nice.
- Mm.

Michael, promise me something.

What?

- Promise me first.
- No.

No, not until you tell me what.

You are horrid.

Please promise.

All right. What?

When you are tired of me, you won't pretend.

Pretend what?

Anything you don't honestry feel.

Honestry.

No, Michael. I want you to promise.

On a Japanese promise. Take.

I promise.

Darling, you need never worry about me.

Never.

I only want you to love me a little bit now
while we are together.

Then you can go and love who you like.

I shall always love you.

You needn't say that.

Don't you want me to tell you
I shall always love you?

I don't know. I am frightened.

Don't you?

Yes, darling. Of course.

Are you better?

Very nice of you to show up.

Ohayo gozaimasu.

I think we play game today.

I thought you might like
to test our new vocabulary.

All right. Then I test vocabulary first.

Mr Hobson?

He was the oldest man in the world.

Kare wa sekaichuu...

She's looking prettier than ever today.
Now, why is that?

I wouldn't know.

Mr Quinn.

Yes?

lt is nice to see you back from hospital.

Thank you very much.

Are you quite strong again?

Yes, yes, thank you.

Quite strong, thanks.

Please translate,
"The tiger has very sharp teeth."

Er... tora no ha wa surudoi desu.

Very good.

Er... keredomo tora haba...

...haba...

What do you want to say?

I wanted to say, "But it has a very soft nose."

Welcome, welcome.

Ah, your wife.

I thought in my telegram I said...

Ah, two rooms, I remember.

Michael, jade.

l'll show you your rooms.

Perhaps you'd like a fire tonight?

No extra charge. It's on the house.
It gets cold here after dark.

Michael, come up quick!

You can see a palace drowning in the lake.

Now you can open them.

Michael...

I can't believe I'm really seeing... and with you.

Come.

No. I go barefoot.

Oh, it is nice on marble.

Did somebody live here?

No. It's a tomb.

Shah Jahan built it for his wife.

How long did he live after her?

37 years.

Allahu Akbar.

That means, "God is great".

Headache?

Just noise.

I have aspirin.

Allahu Akbar.

Ssh!

Oh, it's gone.

I'm sorry.

It's all right. There's a little parrot to look at.

Was it a very rare one?

No, not very rare.

Just rather beautiful, like you.

- O-seiji.
- All right, o-seiji, if you like.

I do like compliments.

- I do like cigarettes. Over there in my coat.
- All right.

No, other pocket.

You must have forgotten.

What's in it, then?

Ara! Kirei.

Oh!

You got from the Indian by hotel.

Oh, darling!

No.

It's for this hand.

Sabby, I meant to say this in Japanese,
but I've forgotten it.

Will you marry me?

No.

Darling, what is it?

lt's not because you're Japanese?

I told you.

You need never worry about me. Never.

You needn't think of future.

Just let me get over.

Please go.

Please.

Michael.

Oh, I want so much to marry.

Will you ever forgive?

Forgive?

Well... thank you. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Tonight you have the suite de luxe.
It's on the house.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Bahadur, you're an artist.

Salaam, memsahib. Salaam, sahib.

Right.

Everything but the kitchen stove.

Dilruba plays

This reminds me of the day I got out of Burma.

There were flowers there just this colour.

Only, someone stuck up a notice saying,
"Forbidden to pick these flowers."

The wind was blowing them off just the same.

Like you the first time I saw you.

I didn't have notice.

Oh, yes, you did. "Japanese cherry blossom.
Not for picking while there's a war on."

Then why did you pick?

I couldn't see the notice for the cherry blossom.

Still feeling seasick?

Michael, what is fool's paradise?

Fool's paradise?

Well, suppose we were walking along happily
in the sunlight,

and there was a little time bomb ticking away
in that handbag of yours.

That'd be a fool's paradise. Why?

I just wondered.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Only music.

It's the same music as in bazaar.

That old blind fiddler in the bazaar. He was living
in a fool's paradise before the truck hit him.

So are we.

Holiday's nearly finished.

Michael, we've had such a lovely time.

Now we'll have to stop pretending.

The duty for the sergeant was most important.

Anybody?

l'll have a go.

Gunso ni totaewa gimu ga ichiban taisetsu
de gozaimashita.

Good.

You have been having practice?

Er... no, I've just been talking to myself aloud
a bit, that's all.

Only one mistake - "gozaimashita".

Where did you learn it?

I just found it in the dictionary.

It's not here.

It must have been some other dictionary.

But "gozaimashita" is right for "was" or "were"?

Yes, but it is a word used mostly by women.

But good. Very good, Mr Quinn.

Thank you.

Oh, hello, Quinn.

Just a minute.

I was wondering
if I could borrow that... dictionary.

Later. I'm in a hurry just now.

Come off it. I know what you've been up to.

Best way to learn a language, so they say.

Must be the glamour of those wings.

- You...
- Don't be a fool, Quinn.

We don't want a court martial, do we?

All right, supposing you are right. So what?

lt's not up to me. I prefer to hand over
that sort of thing to the Brigadier.

As far as I'm concerned,
we can still remain friends.

What are you talking about?

- Do you mean, you've spoken to him already?
- I can't shout, Quinn.

If you want to talk,
come to my room after dinner.

Hello, there's young Quinn.

Morning, sir.

Morning.

I was just going to the bar for a drink.

But you were taking a stroll
round the garden first.

- Er... yes, sir.
- l'll come with you, if I may.

Yes.

- Have a good holiday?
- Yes, fine, thank you, sir.

By yourself?

Well, I didn't go with any of the other students.

No chance of practising your Japanese, then.

- No, sir.
- I got stuck in Delhi.

Blasted new job at GHQ.
All on top of running the school.

Entertaining stuffed shirts mostly.

Hello, there's Suzuki San.

Yes, sir. So it is.

Well, young Quinn, no bones.

Is there anything in what Fenwick tells me?

Yes, sir.

Well, I'm the first to congratulate you.
You know what I think of her. She's charming.

But Fenwick's perfectly right.

It'll only get the school a bad name and
we can't have that sort of thing, do you see?

lt isn't as if you intended to marry her.

Well, sir, as a matter of fact, we were...

No, it's unthinkable.

This unthinkable blasted service.
They'd never give you permission.

They'd shoot you off to the jungle,
no sooner than you'd asked.

I've seen it done time and again, chaps out East.

Yes, sir.

All right, then. You keep clear of this hotel.

You understand me?
You'll only start people talking.

Right clear of it.

Well, sir, it is the only place...

I'd hate to lose you from the school, Michael.

I have your word?

Yes, sir.

All right, fall out.

Thank you, sir.

Good Lord, I quite forgot.

It's Suzuki San I came to see.
Give her a message for me, will you?

Yes, sir.

I've got to move next week.

I can't entertain all these bigwigs
in my little Japanese Consul's house.

I just wondered if she'd like to take it on.

She'll need a servant, of course,
but it's quieter than the hotel.

More out of the way, do you see?

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

This is dining room.

This is bedroom.

It is very small, but it is your home.

Sorry, memsahib.

I can never remember, sahib.

You even remembered my sort of toothpaste.

In Japanese home, you wear a kimono.
I have made.

Oh.

What are you doing?

Darling, even Bahadur didn't do this for me.

- Do what, darling?
- Well, undress me.

Oh, but he is not your wife.

No...

but you seem so experienced.

- You haven't been anybody's wife before?
- Oh, no.

- But when my father have guests to stay...
- You didn't do this to them?

- Of course, darling.
- What?

But with guest, I always turn away head.

- There.
- Thank you.

I think I'm the happiest woman in the world.

I don't know how to thank.

You'd thank me, after all you've done for me?

After letting me share
this beautiful house with you?

You make house beautiful, darling. Only you.

I love you.

- Honestry?
- Mm.

Honestry.

Honest-ly. There.

You still can't say "corollary".

Cororraly.

Co-roll-ary.

Co-rorr-aly...

Co-rorr-aly.

Co-rorr-aly.

Darling.

Darling, what's the matter?

You're not crying
because you can't say "corollary"?

What is it, then?

lt is funny music.

Why does it worry you so?

lt reminds me of fool's paradise.

Darling, I know I'm silly.

Do you think I shall ever say "cororraly"?

- Ten.
- Ten, all right.

In my hand put this now.

Finish only number ten, not others. Ten number.

- That's right.
- Right.

Give me the hand.
Give your ring for bird to pick it up.

No, I don't want to take it off.

Lalgi, lalgi, cigarette.

The bird can pick it up.

This all right.

He smoke cigarette light into mouth.

- Thank you.
- There. That's it.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Michael?
- Mm-hm?

I have just had a letter
from wireless people in Delhi.

- What about?
- They want me for work.

Reading news... over wireless in Japanese.

- You don't mind doing that?
- Not if it is true.

Only, sun rises early in Japan.

I must get up in dark for first reading.

Bahadur can waken you.

- Darling?
- Mm-hm.

I shall not stay in Japanese house,
not without you.

I shall go back to a room at hotel.

Well, you can still keep Bahadur.

And we can talk about Michael sahib.

I'm sorry I wasn't with you for drinks,

but I've been polishing off
your interim exam papers.

All right, I won't keep you in suspense.

Top dog by a long chalk,
and he's been hiding his light under a bushel,

is young Mr Moss.

Now l'll tell you why I set the exam.

The Army's asked me to pick out our best chap
and send him forward.

Right forward.

So, congratulations.
You're off to the jungle tomorrow.

I'm always staggered by
the consistency of fate in penalising virtue.

Sit down, you.

- Give him a drink.
- Yes, give him a drink.

- I don't drink. It goes to my head.
- One won't do you any harm.

Come on, come on.

- Drink it up.
- Moss, you must swallow when you drink.

All right, all right, all right.

Well, I don't have any more shocks
up my sleeve.

The rest of you can settle down
to another three months at your desks.

Second, by the way, was Michael Quinn.

Equal third, Squadron Leader Fenwick
and Bill Railton.

I congratulate you
and I certainly congratulate your instructors.

Itsumi San's had you from scratch,

and I think he deserves a chest full of medals
for the way he's kept you at it. Bravo, ltsumi San.

As for Suzuki San,

when I think of the pluck it must have needed
for a Japanese girl to come to India in wartime,

when the Japanese were
the most detested race on Earth,

to teach entirely among men...

well, I'm lost for words.

Which is just as well, because they probably
would have embarrassed her.

Anyhow, she's done much more
than teach us Japanese.

One of these days, this war's going to be over.

And our job then is going to be to see that what
is good in Japan isn't wiped out with what is bad.

And after knowing Suzuki San, we're going
to be a great deal better equipped for that job.

But, of course, she's shown us
all the finest qualities of the Japanese people.

There, now, Suzuki San, I'm sorry.
I'm afraid I have embarrassed you after all.

Bravo, just the same.

I was bursting with pride.

I wanted to tell them all,
"She's my wife, my wife, my wife."

Oh, no. Brigadier knows I'm a bad woman.

- I could practically have kissed him.
- I could have kissed him too.

For not sending my beautiful man to the jungle.

Your beautiful man will have to go eventually,
you know.

I'm not thinking.

Three months is a long time.

All the time I've known you over again.

Peter, what are you doing here?

Anything wrong?

No, I just wanted to have a word with you.

I will leave you.

What's happened?

Moss has had an accident.
You've got to go in his place tomorrow.

What happened?

The tonga was going full tilt.

He thought he was Ben Hur VC.

He even tried to jump on the horse's back.
Of course he fell off.

He was lucky to get away with three broken ribs.

I telephoned the Brigadier from the hospital.
He was pretty upset.

What, about that little idiot?

No, no, about having to send you in his place.

But the Army wanted somebody.
That lets me out.

Army, Air Force,
they're all mucking in.

- Have you got a light?
- Hm? Yes.

And I'm to go tomorrow?

Oh, you've got to report to a place,
a cloak-and-dagger place,

carefully miscalled Inter-Service Research Unit.

I don't know how I'm going to tell her.

You heard?

You can always hear in Japanese house.

Shan't keep you a minute.

I'd like to take another crack at
Corporal Tanaka. Just a couple of questions.

Tanaka!

Now, yesterday he said his battalion was aiming
to cut off this bit of road here. When?

Ano ne...

...michi wo kirukoto desu ga itsu desho?

Sa! Nishukan ka sanshukan
gurai no uchi desho.

He says in about two or three weeks.

Some hopes. We've got five battalions up there.
Where does he think they were headed for?

Doko?

Yoku wakarimasenga,
Maram no kinjo daro to omoimasu.

Near Maram.

- Maram?
- Mm, there.

Oh, Maram.

Radio jingle

This is All India Radio Overseas Service.

For the next 20 minutes,
news for Japanese listeners.

Tadaima Biruma sensen ni okeru

kogun no katsuyaku ni tuite

daihonei kara hodoga arimashita.

Konsocho sanki yorinaru Nippon
jubakungekiki ga.

Hello, Quinn.

Lucky fellow. Girlfriend with you in the jungle.

I must say, you're the last person
I expected to see here.

Yes, or wanted to see. I know.

Brigadier's here too. He's gone to have a chat
with the Div Commander.

We're taking you on with us tomorrow.

Down to lmphal.

Imphal? What for?

We're setting up a mobile unit of our own.

I think your experience might come in handy.

Oh?

We'll be er... working together.

Like a glass of beer?

Oh, no, thanks. l'll just have a cup of tea.

Orderly!

Do you mind if I tune her back in?

No, no.

...Nippon jugata bakugekiki jushichiki bakuha.

Mikikanki sanki o dashimashita.

Steady!

I had a boy killed like that in France.

I didn't know you had a family, sir.

I've only a daughter now. She's in London.
Getting married next week, thank goodness.

Means my wife can come out to Delhi.

All right, you're clear now. Get on.

You're an old warhorse, Subedar Sahib.
How long have you been in the army?

- Eight years, sir.
- Like it?

I'm a born soldier, sir.

Do you know, I've always loved Sikhs.

You don't shave, you don't smoke.

You drink like fishes
and always look so darned proud.

We are a proud people, sir.

That's why you never see a Sikh beggar.

I knew a Sikh at Amritsar once who...

- It must have blown down, sir, I should think.
- There's no wind.

- I will do it, sir.
- No!

Hang on.

No, thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

- No.
- Oh, no, of course.

Well, now, Quinn, you're the old jungle wallah.

No bones, could that be Japs?

lmpossible. We've Gurkhas, Camerons -
five battalions screening this road.

I wish you'd said 50.

The Nips themselves aren't expected to be here
for the next two weeks. I got that from a prisoner.

And what was his rank? A general?

Corporal, sir.

They were heading for some place near Maram.

Where did you say?

Maram. It's about 30 miles further on.

Must be waiting for us to get out of the Jeep.

It's a trap for the convoy.
Better go back and warn 'em.

We'd look a bit silly if we were wrong, you know.

- I don't think we are wrong, sir.
- We could be, easily.

Oh, let's get the blasted thing out of the way.

- Let me, sir.
- No! Sit tight, you chaps.

This doesn't scare me half as much
as overtaking on corners.

Subedar, start your motor.

Watch me.

If there's a sign of any trouble,
get out of here for all you're worth.

Don't wait for me.

That is an order, do you see?

Sir.

Fenwick.

Fenwick!

Kochi koi!

Hello.

OK! Yasume!

Rest!

Are you all right?

You haven't spoken to them in Japanese,
have you?

Then I shouldn't. We may pick something up.

Juwa gunjin no tamashii da!

Sorenimo kakawarazu teinei o shinai towa
nandesuka?

Yamato damashii towa ii monowa!

Oi! Do shitemo shinakatta so desu!

Henji o shiro! Henji o!

Blimey.

If that's how he treats one of his own chaps...

Kora!

ljo.

Jo to hei ga horyo sammei o tsuite mairimashita.

Yoshi!

lmperial Japanese Army
show respect for soldiers.

You receive kind treatment.

Go to nice camp at Rangoon.

Here, please obey me
like old commanding officer.

Now, I ask you one question.

What are numbers and positions of the units
defending lmphal road?

We are both in the Air Force.

You are officers. You know order of battle.

I don't know.

I only reached the front yesterday.

And you?

I don't know either.

You lie. I want truth.

Well, there are two brigades along the road.

74 and 312.

You lie. There are five brigades along road.

At Kohima No.5. At Malik No.81.

It is no use to lie.

What are other three?

I don't know.

You lie.

I find out later.

You disobey order.

l'll remove officer privilege.

You suffer for disobedient comrade.

Remove hand.

You have no right.
Prisoners of war keep their ranks.

Remove hand!

In future, please obey commanding officer.

Ooh!

l'll have to give him my watch this time.

No, no, no.

You'll need it.

Give him that.

That's very kind of you.

Hey. Watch?

You've lost it.

What's happened to you?

lt's a touch of malaria, I think.

No, I don't mean that.

I mean, about me and Sabby.

You've been quite different
since you got out here.

What's made you change?

No reason.

Perhaps it was the Brigadier.

This is All India Radio Overseas Service.

For the next 20 minutes,
there will be news for Japanese listeners.

Kochira wa Indo kaigai hosokyokude
arimasu.

Tadaima kara Nihon no minasama ni
nyusu o moshiagemasu.

Nihon no gunjuhin hokyudan ni taisuru.

What can have happened to her
since this morning?

I mean, she can't be taking a holiday.

What's the matter with you?

What were you saying about the Brigadier?

Nothing much.

But what?

Oh, I'd been getting at him
for winking an eye at you two.

I'm sorry, Quinn.

Well...

And so...

he told me why... he gave her his house.

Yes?

He wanted her to...

to enjoy herself.

Why?

Well... while she could.

While she could?

What do you mean, while she could?

This... illness...

hanging over her.

Illness?

Yes, she knew before she came to India.

She begged the Brigadier not to tell you.

She knew then it was... pretty hopeless.

I'm very sorry, Quinn.

But, Fenwick...
Officer will ask question.

Last chance.

You tell or a very bad punishment.

I'm very sorry, Quinn.

Very sorry.

Sabby...

Sabby...

Michael?
- Ahh...

Where are you?

I'm all right.

Honestry.

Honestry?

You were ill.

I didn't know.

We were so happy.

Do you forgive?

Forgive?

Fool's paradise.

Ahh...

Sabby...

Sabby?

lmperial Japanese Army show mercy.

You come down now.

Repeat punishment tomorrow.

Moo yoroshii!

Uh.

Uh.

Indo kaigai hosokyoku
de arimasu.

Tadaima kara Nihon no minasama ni
nyusu o moshiagemasu.

She's alone.

I must go to her.

Tonight?

Yeah.

No, it's impossible.

There's no way out of this.

There's one way out.

If you'll help me.

Yes.

Anything.

So, you wish to tell truth.

I'm happy.

I dislike to punish.

There are two brigades along the road.

I'm certain they're 74 and 312.

Yes, you tell me same two brigades.

I know already.

I wish numbers of other three.

Well...

Well, perhaps if... Perhaps if you had a map.

I wish number first.

Numbers not on map.

Aaah!

Aaagh!

Aaarh!

Aaagh! Aaagh!

Gaah!

Aghh!

Agh!

Ugh!

Ahh!

Sabby.

Sabby...

I tease her, you know.

Slip of a thing, I call her.
She reminds me of a Japanese doll.

- She's all right now, isn't she?
- Wonderful.

Amazing. You know the chances of coming
through that operation? Three to one against.

- But she's through now?
- Most of the way. Don't worry.

But she's out of danger?

There can always be complications. I wouldn't
pretend otherwise. Give her another week.

Please tell me the truth. What are her chances?

I'd say... seven out of ten.

Eight, now you're here.

Eight out of ten?

Four out of five. Pretty good odds.

Four out of five?

Sabby?

Oh, Sabby.

Michael, I can hardly see you.

Wait a minute.

What have they been doing to you, darling?

You look like Bahadur with a turban on.

And something has happened to arm.

Yes, I'm a wounded hero.

I can't bear to think that you are hurt.

Was it very bad?

No.

Not as bad as the hurt of worrying about you.

Now you are here, I'm all right.

Everything will be all right.

Honestry?

Sabby...

You know, l'll be getting sick leave.

We could go and get better together.

What do you say about Kashmir?

Darling, don't let's think of future.

Well, we must think about it some time.

About after the war and where
we're going to live and everything.

But supposing...

Didn't doctor speak?

Yes. Yes, he said you were wonderful.

100% sure now.

All right.

What is house like after the war, darling?

Well, it'll be in... in the country.

And maybe l'll have a little roadside stall
where I could sell apples and plums and...

You could serve teas in the garden.

People would flock in just to see you.

Because I am a curiosity?

No. Because you're beautiful.

Oh, darling...

Let's talk about the past.

About the first meeting in marble palace.

Be there a heaven on earth...

...it is this, it is this, it is this.

Being in love.

Oh, darling,
it has been so beautiful and heavenly.

Hasn't it?

Like going gently to sleep...

and having beautiful dreams.

Not like living at all.

I think it's been like living and...

...everything else is like being dead.

And nothing can ever take it away now.

Nothing.

Whatever happens to me.

Don't say that.

Even... when you went to jungle...

...it wasn't taken away.

Because I still felt part of you was with me.

I hope it is like that for you.

That you will always feel I am still beside you.

Will you, darling?

All my life.

No.

Just for a bit.

Then you must go...

...and love somebody else.

No.

I would carry your sweetness...
your gentleness, your courage...

...all my life.

Darling...

Please go.

Not yet.

I get tired...

...after dressing.

Sukoshi nemui.

Please go.

O-negai shimasu.

Goodbye, Sabby.

God bless.

- l'll see you in the morning.
- Yes.

In morning.

Michael.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

All my life.