All language subtitles for The Joy luck club

Flute

Woman The old woman remembered
a swan she had bought

many years ago in Shanghai
for a foolish sum.

"This bird," boasted the market vendor,

"was once a duck

"that stretched its neck
in hopes of becoming a goose.

"And now look!
lt is too beautiful to eat."

Then the woman and the swan

sailed across an ocean
many thousands of li wide,

stretching their necks toward America.

On herjourney, she cooed to the swan,

"In America, I wiII have
a daughterjust like me.

"But over there, nobody will say
her worth is measured

"by the loudness
of her husband's belch.

"Over there, nobody will
look down on her

"because l will make her speak
only perfect American English.

"And over there, she will always be
too full to swallow any sorrow.

"She will know my meaning because
l will give her this swan,

"a creature that became
more than what was hoped for."

But when she arrived
in the new country,

the immigration officials
pulled the swan away from her,

leaving the woman fluttering her arms

and with only one swan feather
for a memory.

For a long time now, the woman
had wanted to give her daughter

the single swan feather and tell her,

"This feather may look worthless,

"'but it comes from afar and carries
with it all my good intentions."

-Hi!
-Oh, Jennifer! Oh!

Hi, June.

-Man Yeah. That's it.
-How are you, June?

Speaking In Chinese

TV Football Game

Man Come on! Do or die!
Come on! Do or die.

All right, all right!
They're lining up for a pass!

Here we go, baby.
Here we go. Oakland.

-Man All right! Go!
-Go!

-Go! Yeah!
-Cheering

I told you! Yeah!
You owe me five bucks!

Whoo!

Woman Everybody!
Wave, wave, Waverly-a!

Chattering

I do not sound like...

Did you say I sound like my...
I do not...

How could I be like my mother?

Chattering Continues

She is right, you know.

Don't put Chinese cabbage in the salad.

-I boil the Chinese cabbage...
-It's bitter.

Women Arguing

-Mmm, Dad, that smells good.
-Thanks.

Sighs Can you believe
they're still arguing?

-Picture time! Picture time!
-Waverly loves it! Everybody loves it!

-Chattering Continues
-Where's Rose? Rose! Rose!

-Come on!
-Picture! Picture!

-You're never ready. Come on.
-Oh, June.

-June, come here!
-Come on, June!

-Get over here!
-Come on!

-No, that's all right, Lena.
-Chattering Continues

-It's all right. You go ahead.
-No, really.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

June, come closer, darling.
Come closer.

Enough. Time to take the picture now.

-Get close to me some more.
-All right, let me check your hair.

Okay, it looks nice.
Now smile naturally, Ma.

-I always do, Waverly.
-No, you don't. Do a nice, friendly one.

-You look younger all the time.
-I gave you my good skin.

You will look like me
when you get older.

You promise?

-I'm close, Mom! I won't.
-But don't crush my hair.

Cheese!

Ying Ying, take this.

June Narrating
My mother died four months ago.

l realized for the first time they
wanted me to take my mother's place.

So I sat down on the East
where things begin,

with my mother's best friends.

My mother started the Joy Luck Club,
having met all these women in church,

Auntie An Mei,

Auntie Lindo,

Auntie Ying Ying.

For 30 years, these women feasted,

forgot past wrongs,
laughed and played,

lost and won and told the best stories.

Each week, they hoped to be lucky,

and that hope was their onlyjoy.

Their connection with each other
had more to do with hope

than joy or luck.

Groaning

You win like your mother?

Uh, I only played once with
some Jewish friends in college.

Lindo Hmmph! Jewish mah jong,
not the same thing.

Entirely different.
Now, Chinese mah jong very tricky.

You have to watch
what everybody throw out

and you keep all this in your head.

And if nobody play well,

then the game is just like
Jewish mah jong, no strategy.

You American girls play Chinese,
Jewish. What's the difference?

All Laughing

June Narrating They were worried.
ln me, they see their own daughters,

just as ignorant of
all the hopes and dreams

our mothers brought to this country.

Aunties Speaking In Chinese

-Ai-ya!
-June Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

-No talking in Chinese.
-Huh?

-How do I know you're not cheating?
-We would not cheat.

You don't know, but we are your auntie
and we are very honest people.

We would not cheat you.

Playing Single Notes On Piano

Hey, June, why you not take
the piano home?

You only one who play.

Classical Piano

When l was nine years old,
my mother's version of believing in me

was believing that l could be anything,

anything she wanted,

the best piano prodigy
this side of China.

-Hitting Wrong Notes
-l never practiced.

Lucky for me, old Mr. Chong
couldn't tell the difference.

He'd gone stone-deaf over the years.

Me and Beethoven,
we both hear it in our head!

Okey dokey. Now...

Now how many sharps, how many flats?

-What key are we in?
-Z major.

-What?
-Z major!

Good.

-Now, for the recital,
-Resumes Playing Piano

more feeling!

More gusto!

l'm a girl, and by me that's only great

l am proud that my silhouette is curvy

June Narrating When l was young,
Auntie Lindo was

my mother's best friend
and arch enemy.

Their weapons of choice
were comparing their children.

Mom was sick of hearing Auntie Lindo
brag about her daughter Waverly,

who was Chinatown's chess champion.

That night, Mom figured l'd redeem her

with my international piano debut.

I ask my daughter,
"Help me carry grocery."

She think this too much ask.

All day long she play chess.

I dust off all her trophy.
Appreciate me? No.

You lucky you don't have
the same problem.

My problem worser than yours.

If I tell June time to wash dish,

she hear nothing but music.

It's like you can't stop this natural talent.

Being a girl

June Narrating Until that night,
l didn't believe l was a prodigy.

Twerp.

ln fact, l used to go out of
my way to prove my mother wrong,

that I wasn't cut out to be the best
anything, l could only be me.

It was incredible. It was like
my hands were possessed by Mozart.

And everybody could see this,
could hear this.

l was a genius. l had been discovered.

And then I heard it.

Bad note

Stumbling Over Keys

Bad Note

Bad Notes

Bad Notes, Tempo Slows Down

Maybe they didn't notice.

Bravo! Bravo! Encore! Well done!

Audience Laughing,
Reluctantly Applauding

TV: "The Monkees' Theme" playing

Here we come

Walking down the street

After the taIent show fiasco,

l figured l never had to
play the piano again.

From everyone we meet

-Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
-4:00. Turn off TV.

-Some people say we monkey around
-Practice piano time.

l couldn't believe what she was saying.

Like l was supposed to go through
the same torture again.

-Forget it.
-What I say?

-To be friendly
-4:00.

-Come and watch us sing and play
-I'm not going to play anymore.

-Why should I?
-We're the young generation

-What did you say?
-And we've got something to say

I'm not your slave. This isn't China.

You can't make me!

-Get up!
-No! No, I won't.

No!

No! No, I won't.

Banging Keys

You want me to be someone I'm not!

I'll never be the kind of daughter
that you want me to be.

There two kinds of daughter:

obedient or follow own mind.

Only one kind of daughter could live
in this house, obedient kind.

Then I wish I wasn't your daughter!
I wish you weren't my mom!

Gasps

Too late to change this.

That's when I remembered
what we could never talk about.

Then I wish I were dead, like them,
the babies that you killed in China!

My mother had once
told me this strange story,

what happened to her in China.

She said she was going to Chungking
to meet the man who was her husband.

That was the first time I ever heard
she was married before my father.

She barely had time
to grab her babies, twin girls.

That was the first time I heard
she had other babies.

Babies Crying

l always try to picture in my mind
what really happened,

but she would never explain.

She would only say by the time
she reached Chungking

she had lost everything.

And I said, "Wait, what
do you mean 'everything'?

"What happened to those babies?"

There were so many things about
my mother l never understood.

-Crying
-This is the only one l never forgave.

The babies.

You know? Two babies?

June Narrating The babies?
We all thought that the babies had died.

-But last month at a church picnic...
-You know,

two babies your mother leave
on the roadside, in war time?

It's miracle, but we find them.

Yes! Can you imagine?
They're still alive!

What are you saying? They're alive?

I think your mother always want to
find them, her long-cherished wish.

So after she died, we tried for her,
writing, writing, writing.

"My..."

This is from them, those babies?

Lindo No baby anymore!

They're alive!

What does it say? What does it mean?

It say... See here?

They are very glad... No, no, no, no, no.

Overjoyed beyond belief

at last find you, their little sister.

And they say... See here?

How sad, how very sad

too late to meet their mother

now she no longer in this world.

Yes, yes.

It says... See here?

You must come to China and meet them

and tell them all about their mother.

What could I tell them?

I didn't know anything about her.
She was...

-She was my mother.
-Lindo What do you mean?

Tell them how smart she was,
how kind she was.

Everyone loves her.

How sincere,
how hard-working she was.

-And the excellent dishes she cooked.
-Even better than mine.

Ying Ying And how beautiful
she sang. Don't you remember?

How can a daughter
not know her own mother?

You're right. I will tell them.

I... I should. I want to.

Lindo June? June.

What're you thinking?

Those babies, of course. The twins.

I can't believe
I'm actually going to meet them.

How sad they must've been
when you told them Mom died.

That must've been the hardest
letter for you to write.

Oh, peanut bowl empty.

Oh! Oh, I'll get us some.

Chinese

All this time never telling her the truth.
Must tell her today.

How can you not tell her?

How can I tell her
what the letter really say?

Then she never go to China,
never go to see her sister.

Am I right? Yes, of course.

Ying Ying Lindo, I still think it's wrong.

Lindo Thinking
It's so sad for those babies.

How could Suyuan give them up?

To lose a mother so young.

To wonder why.

Rooster Crowing

Even to this day l wonder

how my own mother could give me up.

That day, when l was
only four years old,

l came upon a meeting

that would change my life forever.

Chinese

Come here quick.

Come here.

Huang Tai Tai,
this is my daughter.

Come here, Lindo.

Come over here.

Come to Mama.

Don't keep Huang Tai Tai waiting.

She looks like a brat.

She's usually very obedient.

She's just shy today.

Lindo Narrating l didn't know it,

but that day
my mother made a promise,

that when I became 1 5,
l would go live in this woman's house...

She looks so skinny.

Don't go by her looks.

Look at that lucky face.

She'll give you many grandsons.

...and fulfill the old matchmaker's
guarantee to have many sons

with a husband I had never met before.

Mother Speaking

Come here! Come here!

Have Huang Tai Tai
take a closer look at you.

Stop stuffing yourself!

No girl should eat so fast.

For the next 10 years,

my mother treated me as if
l already belonged to Huang Tai Tai.

Look at those dirty spots!

Who would want such a dirty
daughter-in-law?

Always be careful.

Otherwise when you go
to Huang Tai Tai's,

she will disapprove of you.

My mother did not say these things
because she didn't love me.

She said these things

so she would not wish for something

that was no longer hers.

And then one day,

my mother said our whole family
was moving to the south.

Everyone

except me.

Remember...

when you see Huang Tai Tai,

act happy.

Really, you are very lucky.

Sobbing

Sniffling

Guests Chattering

The marriage ceremony has begun.

Bride and groom,
pay respect to each other.

Pay respect to the ancestors.

Be blessed with prosperity!

Be blessed with many sons!

Applause

Applause Fading

Thunder Rumbling

That night l would meet
my husband for the first time,

the one who would control my destiny,

decide whether l was happy or not.

Thunder Continues

Thunderclap

This one moment would decide
for my whole life

whether fear would rule

or I would.

Gasps

I decided

underneath I knew who I was.

l promised myself never to forget.

Thunderclap

Door Opens

Footsteps

Thunderclap

I have prayed to the gods
many days for you,

so that you were not too ugly,

or too old.

I must have prayed too hard.

-Laughing
-Screaming

Ha! Scared you to death!

I am the husband.

I make all the decisions.

You sleep on the floor.

Do it! Do it now!

Animal Scurrying

Croaking

Loud Slap

The next few years
l tried to accept my life,

to act like an obedient wife.

Chinese

Every night, l made
Huang Tai Tai's special soup,

good for mother-in-laws.

Still, she was not pleased.

Where are my grandsons?

My son says...

you often refuse...

to sleep with him.

What kind of a wife are you?

Giggling

You sleep on your side.

Grunting

After that, l slept with my husband.

-Snoring
-Every night l slept with him,

just like brother and sister.

Glass Shattering

Where are my grandsons?

Huh?

My son says

he's planted enough seeds in you
to fill a basket.

Plenty for
ten thousand grandsons!

It's all your fault!

Always running around,

letting my son's seeds spill out.

From now on,

you lie in bed all day.

Lie down!

Until my grandson comes!

Do you hear me?

Disgusting little thing!

Close all the windows!

Man Speaking In Chinese

Talking Continues

Woman Speaking In Chinese

Feel this.
I'm pregnant.

That's impossible.

It's yours!

Arguing In Chinese

Anguished Cry

Ripping

Grunting

Knife Drops

Screaming

What'd I tell you?

She's like this all the time.

Screaming

What the hell's happening?

Huang Tai Tai Speaking

What's wrong?

Tell me quick!

It's so scary.

It's too terrible to say.

I had a bad dream.

Our ancestors came to me!

So angry!

They told me

if Tyan-Yu stays...

in this marriage,

he will die.

What's this bullshit?

What a stupid girl
to have bad dreams!

The ancestors said...

if the matter is
not settled immediately,

they will begin...

the cycle of destruction!

There are three signs, he said.

First, he has drawn a spot
on Tyan-Yu's back.

And this spot will eat away
Tyan-Yu's flesh,

just as it ate away

our ancestor's face.

Lindo Narrating The same mole
l had seen during all those nights

of sleeping just like brother and sister.

Next, our ancestor
touched my mouth.

Our ancestor said...

if I don't leave this marriage,
all my teeth will fall out.

But how could I leave
this family I love so much?

I live and die
for this family.

Ai-ya.

Lindo Narrating
The open spot in my mouth

where a rotted tooth
fell out four years ago.

Our ancestor also said
this girl here...

is Tyan-Yu's
true spiritual wife...

already growing his son!

It's true!

To prove it, our ancestor
planted the seed in her womb.

Already ripe in one day.

Huang Tai Tai Speaking

Ah Ping!
Come over here!

Come over here!

If you don't believe me,

ask the matchmaker.

I told them the matchmaker
had made the wrong match

on purpose just for money.

Young Lindo Weeping

Weeping

Weeping Continues

Matchmaker, how could you?

How could you?

Well...

mistakes happen in Heaven.

The hell with this!

Get out!

All of you!

Huang Tai Tai got her grandson.

The servant girl got her marriage.

I got a rail ticket to Shanghai.

So, you see, I still
kept my promise to my mother.

But years later,
things were somewhat different

-with my daughter Waverly's wedding.
-Way?

-Waverly Ma, it's me.
-Waverly-a.

-You already at the beauty parlor? No?
-No. No.

-Sighs l'm... l have a headache.
-Headache?

You have a headache? So you cannot
keep your promise to your mother?

-Ma!
-No, don't come.

Why should l want you to come

when all you're telling me
you don't want to come?

Ma, that's not what I said!

What's wrong with the way l look now?

l just go to wedding with old hair.

Dial Tone

Shit! She always does this!

Waverly Narrating
My mom always does this.

Whatever l say, whatever l do,

whatever I think,

she always has
the perfect countermove.

As if she had been
the chess champion.

Clock Ticking

Even at that age,
l knew l had an amazing gift,

this power, this belief in myself

to be better than anyone else.

lf someone was bigger than me,
oIder than me, it didn't matter.

And if they were mean,
l could make 'em sorry.

Timer Clicks

Checkmate.

Applause

Congratulations.

lt was the only part of my life to this day

where l trusted myself completely.

-Indistinct Good work.
-Thank you. Thank you.

-Waverly Narrating l was safe there.
-Very nice.

-We're very lucky. Thank you.
-l still cry remembering that.

"One Fine Day" playing

-You not see Life magazine?
-Man No.

I told my daughter, "Use your horses

"to run over the enemy."

-She won very quickly this way.
-Good.

-Bye-bye. Say bye-bye.
-Bye-bye.

And you will know
our love was meant to be

Bye-bye.

-One fine day
-Hi.

Ah, Mrs. Chew!

Oh, you know my daughter,

Waverly Jong,

chess champion?

Smart girl!

-Bye.
-Thank you. Bye-bye.

I wish you wouldn't do that,
telling everyone I'm your daughter.

What you mean?

You so ashamed
to be with your mother?

It's not that. It's just that it's so

-embarrassing, that's all.
-What? Embarrassed

-to be my daughter?
-That's not what I said.

Then what you say? Look at me.

Look at me!

Why do you have to use me
to show off?

If you wanna show off,

then why don't you learn to play chess?

One fine day

You're gonna want me for your girl

Grunting

Lindo Waverly! Waverly!
You come back!

Heavy Footsteps

About time. Boy, are you in trouble.

Sit down. Eat.

This girl not have concerning for us.

We not concerning this girl.

Thudding, Footsteps

I'm never gonna play chess again.

You can't make me.

You can torture me all you want,

I still won't.

Did you hear what I said?

For months l kept expecting Ma
to beg me to play chess again,

but she never mentioned it,
as if l had never played at all.

Guess what?
I've decided to play chess again.

You think it is so easy.

One day quit, next day play.

Everything for you is this way.

So smart, so easy,

so fast.

Not so easy anymore.

Waverly Narrating What she said,

it was like a curse.

This power l had, this belief in myself,

l could actually feel it draining away.

l could feel myself becoming so

ordinary.

AII the secrets I once saw,

l couldn't see them anymore.

AII I couId see was,

were my mistakes, my weaknesses.

-The best part of me just...
- Timer Clicks

Check.

...disappeared.

But l can't put it all on my mother.

l did it to myself.

l never played chess again.

She needs a cut and a perm, Trevor.

And this color of hers,

it's from that cheap black dye
she's been using at home.

God forbid she'd pay to have
anything professionally done.

Why I should pay? What for?

Why I should pay $90?
To act like you? So important.

Go to fancy barber with torn-up jeans.

Darlene, we need a shampoo here.

Waverly Narrating l mean, l even
married a Chinese guy to please her.

He was gorgeous.
He gave her a granddaughter.

But was she satisfied?

When we got divorced,
she got all upset like it was my fault.

I just want to show you something.
It's upstairs.

Waverly Narrating And when
l finally started dating again,

when I tried to hint to her about Rich,

that we were living together...

How could she not notice?

This was not going to go away,
even with her silent treatment.

This is what I wanted to show you.

You know Rich,
the guy I told you about?

I don't know why he got it for me.
It's really never cold enough to wear.

You wanna try it?

Groaning

This not so good.

Only leftover strips.

See? Fur too short.

No long hairs.

How can you criticize a gift?

He gave this to me with all his heart.

That's why I told you. Not so good.

Waverly Narrating l wasn't gonna
let her get away with it this time,

making me feel bad about Rich,

the love of my life
who treated me like l was perfect.

Well, aren't you gonna
say anything else?

What I should say?

About the apartment, about this!

And this!

Or this!

All of this!

We're here! Where is everybody?

The next week, l brought Rich
to Mom's birthday dinner,

sort of a surprise present.

l figured she was going to have
to accept Rich, like it or not.

-Uh, Rich, this is my father.
-How're ya doin'?

-Happy birthday, Mom.
-How are you?

-I'm good, thank you.
-And, Ma, this is Rich.

Rich Great to meet you.

Boy, something smells wonderful.

I guess we came to
the right place, huh?

Here you are.

You know, Waverly has been telling me
that you are the best cook.

I think maybe we got her.

So many spots on his face.

Waverly Narrating Ofcourse,
the night was still young.

Thank God I already prepped him
on the Emily Post of Chinese manners.

How are you?

Man Speaking Chinese

Actually, there were a few
things l forgot to mention.

Rich Let me make a toast.

He shouldn't have had
that second glass

when everyone else had
had only half an inch just for taste.

Shrimp. My favorite.

He should have taken only
a small spoonful of the best dish

until everyone had had a helping.

He has good appetite.

He shouldn't have bragged
he was a fast learner.

But the worst

was when Rich criticized
my mother's cooking,

and he didn't even know
what he had done.

As is the Chinese cook's custom,

my mother always insults
her own cooking,

but only with the dishes
she serves with special pride.

This dish not salty enough.

No flavor. It's too bad to eat.

But please.

Oh! Uh.

That was our cue to eat some

and proclaim it
the best she'd ever made.

You know, Lindo,

all this needs is a little soy sauce.

Gasping Oh!

So, how'd your mom react when
you told her about the wedding?

It never came up.

How come?

She'd rather get rectal cancer.

Oh.

Ma! Soft wave for body?

What do you think?

Look, she doesn't want it too short.

Otherwise it'll be
too tight for the wedding.

And we don't want it
looking too weird or kinky.

Shouting Isn't that right, Ma?
Not too kinky?

Lindo Thinking
Why does my daughter

think she's translating English for me?

Maybe I don't go.

-What do you mean?
-Maybe I don't go to your wedding.

-Oh, don't be ridiculous.
-Maybe already ridiculous.

Hair too ridiculous
for future husband's family.

Narrating l could see her face
looking at me,

but not seeing me.

She was ashamed,

so ashamed to be my daughter.

Ma?

-What's wrong?
-Nothing.

Sniffling

Nothing. I...

I only thinking, thinking

about my mother,

how much I wanted to be like her.

Your mother?

She told me

all the hopes she had for me,

words l would never forget.

You're so lucky.

You don't have ears like mine.

You'll have a better life!

But listen carefully
to what is calling.

Can you feel in your heart...

what I am saying?

Will you always keep it there?

You know...

after today...

I will never...

give you any more advice.

Lindo ln my memory, my...

My mother's very important to me,

just like her words.

Easy to appreciate Sniffles memory.

Ma?

Why don't you like Rich?

Is Rich you afraid I not like?

If I don't like your Rich,

I act polite, say nothing,

let him have big cancer,

let my daughter be a widow.

I like Rich. Of course I do.

To allow him to marry such a daughter.

You don't know...

Crying You don't know
the power you have over me.

One word from you, one look,

and I'm

four years old again,
crying myself to sleep.

Because nothing I do

could ever, ever please you.

Sniffling

Now...

Now you make me happy.

Look, look, look, look, Ma, Ma,
Auntie Ying, Auntie Ying.

-I did it.
-Rich!

Where'd it go?
Did it go inside? Oh, come on.

Waverly God,
I can't take you anywhere.

-Lena, do you wanna eat?
-Thank you.

-Oh, here's a fork.
-Okay.

-Ta-la!
-All Ohh!

Wow! That's beautiful, huh?

Oh, oh.

-What's the matter, guest of honor?
-Yeah!

Should eat more! Should eat more!
Too skinny!

I thought you said I was getting fat.

Auntie An Mei said that.
Why you always confusing us?

Oh, look.

June's so happy, going to China,

see her sisters at last.

Only steamed.

Can't get you fat.

June Xie xie.

How terrible for Suyuan.

To lose your babies,

never know if they are alive or dead.

Ying Ying Narrating
Only one thing's worse.

Girls Giggling

l was only 16.

Chinese

Stop looking!

Guffawing

Girls Giggling

Ying Ying.

Men Laughing, Speaking In Chinese

Men Laughing

Open the watermelon!

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Dog fart!

-Girls Giggling
-Men Laughing

Woman Singing In Chinese

Ah, Lin Xiao...

Chinese

Lin Xiao.

Woman Singing In Chinese

Song Fades

Heavy Breathing

Ying Ying Narrating After that,
everything like this dream.

Our wedding,

our son.

Microphone Feedback

Honored guests!

Thank you for coming.

I have persuaded the famous diva,
Miss Bai Yen,

Ying Ying There he was

to sing in honor of my son.

with his opera singer.

This was not his first conquest.

Only the first
l permitted myself to recognize.

By then l knew
what kind of man I had married.

Happiest when he was cruel.

Baby Crying

Crying

Baby Crying

Let me have him.

Crying Continues

He became forgetful.

Don't touch it!

So forgetful he had not returned
by the next morning.

Or the next evening.

Keys Rattling

Baby Crying

Who's this?

This person is a whore.

Just like you.

Crying Continues

Lin Xiao Laughing

Crying Continues

My son!

Listen to that voice!

Strong...

like his father!

Look at you!

Disgusting!

You make me sick!

Crying Continues

Clean up this mess!

You hear me?

Crying Stops

Door Slams

Sobbing

My whole life turned in this moment.

If I had Ieft him or kiIIed him,

I would not have lost
the one thing that mattered.

Water Rippling

Baby Cooing

Cooing

My mind kept repeating
a single thought.

He had taken from me my innocence,

my youth, my heart,

everything.

Water Splashing

Splashing Continues

So I took from him
the only thing l could.

Screaming

Sobbing

My baby was so light in my arms,

because his little spirit had flown away.

And with his, my spirit had also gone.

Years Iater, I moved to America.

But what I had done in China
was always with me.

In time, I remarried

and l had a daughter.

But Lena had no spirit,

because l had none to give her.

Mommy?

Are you hungry yet?

Mom?

Mommy, please answer me.

Mommy? Oh, Mom!

Lena Narrating As l was growing up

there were times when Mom
went through these bad spells.

She often seemed scared and sad.

But she would never talk about it

except to say that she had been
married to a bad man in China.

Over the years, Mom got better,

although it seemed like all her fears
turned into worries about me.

So now that I'm married
and she's visiting our new house,

l hope she can finally be happy for me.

Don't worry. Everything's fine.

He's very nice to me.

Nice. Nice.

Very nice.

Oh, Mom?

-What's this?
-Why don't you rest in the living room?

I'll make you some tea, okay?

I've got some chrysanthemum tea.

-What's this writing?
-Mom! It's nothing.

You know. It's just things we share.

Lena Narrating At least
that's what Harold calls it.

Sharing. Everything 50-50.

So our love is always equal.

The irony is, l was the one
who started it that way.

$41 .

-Oh, total?
-Each.

What, you don't have enough?

No, it's...

It's just, I was never very good at math.

Lena Narrating So what ifl had
a salad and he had three courses?

We were equals.

Except that l work in his firm
and he pays himself

seven times more than he pays me.

Seven and a half.

And then last year,
when we finally decided to get married,

we agreed, love, yes,
false dependencies, no.

With most everything,
we keep track of what we spend,

then split it 50-50.

Of course, we agreed early on
not to include personal stuff

like my tampons
and feminine hygiene spray

and his shaving lotion and foot powder.

Honey, isn't there
a generic brand of cat food?

I mean, do they know the difference?
For crying out loud, $34.76.

Lena Narrating But we still have
these philosophical arguments

about the gray areas.

Like magazines l subscribe to,
which he reads,

but only because they're there.

And the cat!

Meowing

Even the goddamn cat's fleas.

You gave her to me as a birthday gift.

And now you want me to pay
to get rid of her fleas?

Tea Kettle Whistling

Whistling

Whistling Grows Louder

Whistling Stops

Ying Ying Ice cream you don't share.

You don't eat ice cream.

Ever since that time you got sick

on strawberry
and chocolate flavor together.

I remember.

Now you must pay
for half of his ice cream?

Why do you do this?

Lena?

Harold Sighing

Hmm.

Lena, when you buy charcoal,
you have to buy lighter fluid.

Don't you know that yet?
Do I have to remind you every time?

Lena cannot eat ice cream.

What?

What are we talking about?

It's true.

I've hated ice cream all my life.

I don't touch the stuff.

Well, I assumed you were always
trying to diet or something.

Oh, yes, she's lost so much weight
you can't see her anymore.

Chuckles Hmm.

One million dollars,
and the walls are still crooked.

It's bad luck.

Harold wanted to keep it that way
for the effect.

For effect? A person has to lie here
thinking she's in a coffin?

Oh!

Careful. It's not too sturdy.

Harold made it back in college.

Why do you keep it?

You put one more thing on top
and everything falls down.

Do you need anything else?

-No.
-Okay.

No, nothing.

Door Closes

Man On TV Competition.

-Man #2 On TV What is a drag race?
-What an idiot!

Regatta, not drag race!

I don't believe this guy.

It's cold.

Excuse me?

I said, would you close
the window, please? It's cold.

Sighing

Window Closes

TV Volume Increases
That's right for 1,000.

Takes you to an even 6,000.

Bell Chiming On TV There's the bell
for "Final Jeopardy." You have 30 sec...

Honey, move. What's going on?

I don't think you should get credit
for your ice cream anymore.

Sighing Fine.

You got it. End of discussion.

Why do you have to be
so goddamn fair?

TV Off

Just what is this about exactly?

I don't know. Maybe everything.

The way we account for everything.

What we share, what we don't share.
I'm sick of it.

Adding things up, subtracting.
Making it come out even when it's not.

I'm sick of it.

You're the one who wanted the cat!

What are you talking about?

All right. If you think I'm being unfair,
we'll both pay for the fleas.

This is not about fleas.
That is not the point.

Then, please, tell me.

What is the point?

I... I just think
that we need to change things.

We need to think about
what this marriage is based on.

Not this balance sheet.

Well, I know what our
marriage is based upon.

And if you don't,
then you better think about it

before you start to change things.

Ying Ying Narrating All around
this house, l see the signs.

My daughter looks,
but she does not see.

This is a house that
will break into pieces.

Chinese

Crashing

Mom?

It's not too late.

All my pains, my regrets,

l will gather them together.

Cooing

My daughter will hear me calling,

even though l've said no words.

-She will climb the stairs to find me.
-Mom?

She wiII be scared, because at first

her eyes will see nothing.

-She will feel in her heart...
-Mom?

...this place where she hides her fears.

She will know I am waiting

like a tiger in the trees

now ready to leap out
and cut her spirit loose.

Crying

Do you know what you want?

I mean, from him.

Respect.

Tenderness.

Then tell him now.

And leave this lopsided house.

Do not come back until
he will give you those things.

With both hands open.

I can't.

Losing him does not matter.

It is you who will be found

and cherished.

So my mom sees this mirror
at the foot of our bed.

She says, "Ai-ya,
a mirror there is bad luck.

"All the romance will hit the mirror,
poom, go back the opposite direction."

-Waverly So what'd you do?
-We moved it.

Rich Yeah,
put that baby right on the ceiling.

-Waverly loved it.
-Woman So I've heard.

This guy will do anything for her.
But they're allies.

But now it's getting out of hand,
because after the party,

we're going to Lake Tahoe, and he
actually asked her to come with us.

-Woman Okay!
-She'd have a great time!

Choosing between the two of us,
I'd rather I had the great time.

-You'll have a good time.
-Easy, cowboy.

Ah, ah, ah, save some room for dessert.

My mom's cake is coming out,

and I'm counting on you guys
for two slices apiece.

-Ken She'll eat five.
-Lena Ten.

Rich Do I have to use chopsticks?
Because it could take a while.

Laughing

Where's Jennifer?

Her Auntie June
is putting her down for a nap.

I'll go check on her.

June And now the woman was old.

And she had a daughter
who grew up speaking

only English and swallowing
more Coca-Cola than sorrow.

-What's "sorrow"?
-Sadness.

June For a long time now,
the woman wanted to give her daughter

the single swan feather and tell her...

Is the swan real?
Is there really a swan?

I don't know, baby.
It's my mama's story.

And we can't ask her,
'cause she's dead.

And the woman would tell her daughter,

"This feather may look worthless,

"but it comes from afar and
carries with it all my good intentions."

-What's "intentions"?
-Oh, a good intention means

-everything your mommy wants for you.
-Oh.

Like blowing out candles
on your birthday cake.

-Like it?
-It's great.

It's gonna be great for June.

I bet the twins are in China right now,

dreaming about
their little American sister.

Yes, but their mother,

that's who they waited for
all these years.

-They will be so sad.
-They already know.

Auntie Lindo wrote them.

An Mei Narrating As a little girl,
l wondered every day.

Worst of aII, I had to wonder in secret.

l had no memory of my mother,

because she was kicked out
of the house when l was four years old.

Woman Shouting In Chinese

An Mei.

Chinese

You are not my daughter.

Shouting Continues

If you have any self-respect,

you should kill yourself.

Banging, Shouting

Man Speaking

Your husband just died,

and you've become
another man's concubine.

Baby An Mei Screaming

The scar from the soup

was all l had left of my mother.

My grandmother, my uncle
and my aunties,

they taught me to hate her.

They accused her of breaking
her vow as a widow

and running away to marry a rich man,

who already had a wife,
two concubines and other children.

Then one day, as my grandmother
was lying in her deathbed,

Woman Shouting In Chinese

Shouting Continues

Shouting In Chinese

If you have any dignity,

leave right away.

Let your mother go to heaven
in peace.

You are no longer
her daughter.

l saw my own face looking back at me.

It was an old tradition.

Only the most dutiful of daughters
would put her own flesh in a soup...

-An Mei's Mother Ma.
-...to save her mother's life.

My mother did this
with her whoIe heart,

even though my grandmother
had disowned her.

This is how a daughter
honors her mother.

Ma.

The pain of the flesh is nothing.

The pain you must forget.

This is the most important sacrifice

a daughter can make for her mother.

Mama, don't leave.

An Mei, Mama's leaving.

Respect your uncle
and your aunties.

Remember, be obedient!

Don't forget your mama.

If you take this child away,

she will become like you.

Never able to face anyone.

Aunt Speaking

Never able to lift her head.

An Mei Narrating
I lost her once before.

This time l took my chance
before it was too late.

Ma! Ma!

You are going to
ruin her whole life!

Shouting In Chinese

Rose Mom? Mom? Let's go.

Jennifer, give the soup to Mommy.
I'm afraid you'll spill it.

There you go.

Good girl.

Ted coming to dinner?

Why do you ask that?

You bought flour, egg,
bittersweet Hershey bar.

Skippy Chunky.

Good for only chocolate
peanut butter pie. Who else eat?

Well, it's not a dinner exactly.

Just sort of a meeting
at the house tonight.

-Meeting?
-Yeah, well, we both thought it was time

to settle all the property stuff.

-Both?
-Yeah, both. Absolutely.

What you going to ask for?

Sighing

What are you talking about?

Talking about what you're worth.

Rose Narrating That first afternoon
he introduced himself on campus,

he asked to borrow my notes.

l pretended l didn't know who he was.

This is so good. It is.

People look at the newspaper,
and they see the articles...

I don't know why I'm saying this.

I knew who you were
when you came up to me.

I've watched you for weeks,
like all the girls watch you,

and I was excited and flattered
when you came on to me.

So I baked you this pie
and we had dinner.

Only I don't know who you are.

I know who your family is
and what they do.

Suddenly, I'm starting to wonder
whether I belong in this conversation.

I don't like feeling that way.

Well.

Oh.

I love you said that.

I didn't say it to impress you.

That's why it did.

His dad owned a publishing empire.

His mom's family had wineries.

l'd never been around people like this.

-Dad. Mom.
-Hi.

This is Rose Hsu, my girlfriend.

Rose Narrating The one word
sent me into totaI shock,

from which, I'm afraid,
l've never quite recovered.

-Hello. Hi.
-Dad Hello.

Is this a private reverie
or can an old lady join you?

Sure.

You and Ted haven't known
each other long, have you?

Actually, no.

I've never heard him
speak of you until this morning.

But it's always a thrill for a mother
to hear that sort of excitement

in her son's voice.

So I hope you won't misunderstand

what I have to say.

I want you to know, Rose,
that we're a very liberal family.

Rose Narrating l couldn't believe
what she was telling me.

lt was straight out
of some awtuI racist movie,

like The World of Suzie Wong.

Ted's Mother Ted is going to be
working with his father in the company.

He's going to be judged by
people of a different standard.

Publishers, authors,
critics and their wives.

They won't be
as understanding as we are.

Mrs. Jordan, you sound as if
Ted and I are getting married.

That's hardly the case.

Oh, I know, dear, it's just that,
well, the way the world is.

How unpopular Vietnam was.

I'm not Vietnamese. I'm American.

Of course you are. It's just...

I understand you.
That's all I'm trying to say.

-Do you understand?
-Ted Mom?

Hello, darling.

-We're having a wonderful visit.
-"Hello, darling"?

You know, I always knew
you were a jerk.

But, shit, this is the first time in my life
I am ashamed of you.

How dare you use that language.

I think you better apologize right now.

I'm sorry, Mom, you made
a fuckin' asshole out of yourself

in front of the woman I love.

We're outta here.

Rose Narrating l wasn't sorry
what his mother did.

How eIse wouId I have known,
if he hadn't rescued me,

how wonderful he was?

That he loved me.

In six months, we were married.

After the wedding,
the fears began to sink in,

take hold.

Everything l had married into.

The pressure, the weight of it.

l promised myself that l could handle it.

That nothing, nothing
could ever change me.

Or us.

Rose Wayne, could you chop
this up into smaller slices?

Last time they were way too big.
Thanks.

Also, could you dress
the deviled eggs with tomatoes...

Rose Narrating At first,
it was just a bunch of little things,

loving things a wife would do behind
the scenes without him even knowing.

You know, like paying
the househoId biIIs,

buying him special gifts
that showed my love.

It's still too salty.

The beautiful part was,
he never had to ask for any of this.

In fact, he never even knew.

l told myself that was the selfless way,
the loving way,

instead of the chickenshit way.

l was offered a fellowship in fine arts

to this school I admired in Idaho.

Of course, that was out of the question.

The interesting part was,
l never asked the question,

not even of myself.

Ted I really don't understand.

Rose Narrating He was running
two of his family's magazines now.

There were four or five
business affairs each week.

l was glad to help
and knew he appreciated it.

-I just don't understand that at all.
-Liquid Splashing

I don't... I really don't.

-Ted If you can explain to me...
-Woman Because...

Rose Narrating And, over time,

I could see that Ted
was becoming bored.

We said less and less.

So I tried harder.

l got pregnant for the worst reason
imaginable, a last attempt to hang on.

Of course, I never thought
of it that way at the time.

-Baby Crying
-The good news was, he adored her.

Honey, should we eat in or out tonight?

-You decide.
-Well,

if we eat in, I've got lamb chops.

-Or I could call Ernie's or Square One.
-Whatever you want.

Really, it'll be great.

Okay. I didn't mean
to interrupt your work.

-I'll figure something out.
-You're not interrupting me.

Really, I meant what I said.
I want to hear what you want.

'Cause I could defrost a chicken
if the lamb chops are too heavy.

You've had a hard day.
I don't really care.

I just want you to

Sighs be happy.

Honey, what's wrong?

Did I say something wrong?

It's just that once in a while,

I would like to hear what you want.

-What do you mean?
-I mean, I'd like to hear your voice.

Even if we disagree.

-You used to be different.
-Different?

You used to have an opinion.
We used to argue.

That's what you want?
You want us to argue?

I want you to be here.

Honey, I'm here. I'm here for you.
You just have to...

Sighs

Just tell me what you want.

I told you, I'll do the chicken.

Are you happy?

Sighs

Of course I am.

Thunder Rumbling

What's her name?

Is she beautiful?

Look. I think that
we have to sell the house.

But anything that you want, any special
things that you need, you let me know.

-I mean, any cash, call Barry and he...
-What's her fucking name?

What's the difference?

She's not the reason.

What you going to do with leftovers
after he eat one slice?

Throw it away, I guess.

You ask yourself why you make this?

Because I know, even if you don't.

I like being tragic, Ma.

I learned it from you.

You think he sees this pie,

now he's so sorry take you for granted.

You think this, you the foolish one.

Every time you give him gift,

like begging.

"Take this. Oh, sorry.

"Please forgive me.

"I'm not worth as much as you."

So he only take you more for granted.

You're just like my mother.

Never know what you're worth.

Until too late.

Dogs Barking

Chinese

An Mei Narrating When l went to live
with my mother,

l thought l had become so happy,

so important.

Then my new family returned
from the countryside.

Wu Tsing, his other wives and children.

Now l wondered what my place
in this family would be.

First Wife was a ghost of a woman.

She blinded herself
to the faults of her daughters.

Third Wife never gave Wu Tsing a son

and lived in fear she'd be kicked out.

But even she outranked my mother,

who was only Fourth Wife,

the newest one.

And finally, Second Wife,

the empress of the household,

with Wu Tsing's only son.

l watched how my mother
looked at this boy.

And l wondered why.

Chinese

So you've come back already.

This is the daughter
you wanted permission to bring?

Yes. Her name is An Mei.

Put this on.

Second Wife,
this is too expensive...

for a small child.

She is not worthy of it.

Who is she to say who is worthy?

A treasure like you,

needs precious pearls
to light up your face.

You may call me Big Mother.

Give them back.
Hurry now.

If you don't thank Big Mother,

you will make me
very angry.

Thank you Big Mother.

An-Mei, give me the necklace!

I know you don't want to.

But I will not have her buy you
for such a cheap price.

My precious pearl necklace

that had almost bought
my mind and heart,

it was made out of glass.

Why should you believe me?

I have become nothing.

A Fourth Wife!

A low-class concubine.

But An-Mei,

I was not always like this.

I was a First Wife.

Your father's only wife!

Never forget that!

You are a daughter
of a First Wife.

You can't!

My daughter is with me.

Then send her away.

Or let her watch!

An-Mei,
go to your nanny's room.

Please.

Fire Crackling

An-Mei, why are you here alone?

I've been looking for you
everywhere.

Is that his smell?

Why did you bring me here?

Nanny told me.

She told me everything.

You went to West Lake Temple,

to make offerings in memory
of my father.

Wu Tsing saw you there.

Second Wife invited you over...

to play mah jong.

That night,

Wu Tsing came to your room...

Robe Snapping

Gasping

Shouting In Chinese

An Mei Narrating
I toId her the rest so fast,

as if it would hurt her less.

Crying

Ma!

Angrily Speaking In Chinese

Ma! Ma! Ma!

No one believed she was raped.

-Not even her own mother.
-Sobbing

She had nothing.
No one would take her in.

No one would give her work.

And she was carrying Wu Tsing's child.

To save her baby, there was
only one place she could go.

And when he was born,
my little brother,

Protesting In Chinese

Give me back my son!

Second Wife claimed him
as her reward.

Give me back my son!

Fire Crackling

An Mei.

I stayed alive,

to keep my hope
of seeing you again one day.

So it's all true!

An Mei.

I brought you here to give you
a better life.

But now...

An Mei Crying

I know what I really have to do.

Speaking In Chinese

Mama? Mama?
Crying, Pleading In Chinese

Mama! Wake up!

Hurry, wake up!

Mama! Crying

An Mei Narrating
They were doing nothing,

only waiting for my mother to die.

Second Wife told me
my mother had died by accident,

taking too much opium.

Lies! l know my mother
killed herself on purpose.

She had eaten sticky sweet dumplings,

one after the other, filled with opium.

When the poison broke into her body,

she whispered to me that she would
rather kill her own weak spirit

so she could give me a stronger one.

Crying Mama! Mama!

Man Singing In Chinese

Mama?

Can you see?

Can you see
I am no longer scared?

I am strong now.

I see clearly now...

what's true and what's false.

An Mei Narrating My mother chose
the date of her death

to give me the power
over her enemies.

Singing Continues

My mother's ghost will return...

in three days to settle scores.

That day will be
the Lunar New Year.

All debts must be paid by then.

Or horrible tragedies
will befall you.

Lord Buddha, forgive me.

So, on that day, Wu Tsing
promised to revere my mother

as if she had been
First Wife, his only wife.

He promised to raise me and my
mother's son as his honored chiIdren,

the highest position.

Angrily Shouting In Chinese

And on that day,

Second Wife hair began to turn white.

Shouting Mama!

And on that day, I learned to shout.

Mom, what does it mean?

What does it mean, Mommy?

I tell you the story because I was raised

the Chinese way.

I was taught to desire nothing,

to swallow other people's misery

and to eat my own bitterness.

And even though I taught
my daughter the opposite,

but still she came out the same way.

Maybe it is because she was born
to me and she was born a girl.

And I was born to my mother
and I was born a girl.

All of us like stairs,

one step after another,
going up, going down,

but always going the same way.

But, no, this cannot be.

This, this not knowing
what you're worth.

This not begin with you.

My mother not know her worth

until too late.

Too late for her, but not for me.

Now, we will see if not too late
for you, hmm?

Thunder Rumbling

Ted Rose, I'm...

I'm standing out in the rain,
ringing the bell for 1 5 minutes.

Are you okay?

Honey?

Are you okay?

Honey?

Get out of my house.

You heard me. Get out!

Honey, it's our house.

We agreed to sell it.
That's why I'm here.

You're not taking my house.

You're not taking my daughter.

You're not taking any part of me.

'Cause you don't know who I am.

I died 60 years ago.

I ate opium, and I died

for my daughter's sake.

Now get out of my house!

-I'm listening.
-It's not your fault. None of it.

I was the one who told you that

my love wasn't good enough,

that your love
was worth more than mine.

I was so full of shit.

Chattering

-Sighs
-Mmm, very good.

No.

-Can I have a bit?
-It's Auntie June's piece.

-It is?
-Yeah.

-Mmm. Thank you.
-Sure.

Oh.

It's so wonderful, Rosie,
how everybody's here.

Yeah. Your mom
would've been so proud.

No meal's ever gonna be the same
without your mom's famous crab.

June Thinking
Last Chinese New Year,

we had Auntie Lindo's family to dinner.

lt was the last time my mom
would ever cook her famous crab.

Girl Mmm, yummy.

Old Chong,

everything all right?

Shouting How is everything?

Oh... Excellent. Bravo.

Best, best quality.

Chuckles Thank you.

You see? Best quality.

June Narrating
That's how my mother was.

Everything had to be the best.

She beIieved the same about me,
that l could be anything.

Instead

Sighs

l was the biggest disappointment
in my mother's life.

Waverly Shoshana,
stop playing with your food.

Say, didn't you play the piano once?

-No, not really.
-Yeah, I could've sworn.

June Narrating After all these years,
she was still so sneaky.

Lindo Hey, June,
how your business go?

Your mother tell me
you're busy, busy, busy.

It's going pretty good.

Although one of my clients
seems to think

that freelance means free
just because we're friends.

Listen, June, I don't know
how to tell you this.

But that stuff you wrote...

Well, the firm decided
it was unacceptable.

Chinese

You're lying.

You... You said...
You said it was terrific. You said that...

I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
I was trying to see

if I could fix it somehow,
but it just won't work.

Look. All copy needs fine-tuning.

Rewrites are free, of course.

I'm just as concerned about
making it perfect as you are.

June, I really don't think...

Just tell me what they want
to have changed.

I'll give you a call next week, okay?

We'll go over it, line by line.

June, I can't.

It's just not, well, sophisticated.

I'm sure what you do for your
other clients is wonderful.

Waverly's Father You girls.

Chinese

Ma!

And we are a big firm.

And we need somebody
who understands that.

-Who understands our style.
-What does style have to do with it?

Chuckles I mean, really, June.
"Three benefits. Three needs.

"Three reasons to buy.
Satisfaction guaranteed.

"For today's and tomorrow's tax needs."

That's just part of it.

Yeah, the bad part.

Piano Playing

True. Cannot teach style.

June not like Waverly.

Must be born this way.

June Narrating l was so humiliated.

Outsmarted by Waverly
and betrayed by my own mother.

I see you didn't touch your crab.

Like I said at dinner, not hungry.

What? Still mad at Waverly?

How could I be mad at someone
with all that style?

It's just a shame that
I wasn't born that way.

-So it's me you're mad at?
-No.

I'm just sorry that you
got stuck with such a loser.

That I've always been so disappointing.

What do you mean, disappoint?

-Piano?
-Everything. My grades, my job.

Sighing

Not getting married.

-Everything you expected of me.
-Not expect anything!

Never expect!

Only hope.

Only hoping best for you.

-It's not wrong to hope.
-No?

Well, it hurts.

Because every time you hoped for
something I couldn't deliver, it hurt.

Crying It hurt me, Mommy.

And no matter what you hoped for,

I'll never be more than what I am.

And you never see that!

What I really am.

Sobbing

Uh-uh.

June, since your baby time,

I wear this next to my heart.

Now you wear next to yours.

It will help you know.

Crying Continues

I see you.

Whispering I see you.

That bad crab, only you tried to take it.

Everybody else want best quality.

You, your thinking different.

Waverly took best-quality crab.

You took worst.

Because you have best-quality heart.

You have style no one can teach.

Must be born this way.

I see you.

-Horn Blowing
-Cheering, Applause

All right.

Champagne Cork Pops, Laughing

My God.

-Oh!
-Oh!

-To June.
-Together To June.

-All Gasping
-Oh!

-Oh, God.
-Thank you.

Well, take all of this love
with you to China tonight.

-Ohh.
-Lindo Speech, speech.

-No, no, no.
-Louder, louder.

Hurry up.

-Girl #1 Well, she spilled on my hair.
-Shhh, shhh, shhh.

-Girl #2 Not on me.
-Shhh, shhh, shhh.

I've known all of you for so long.

-Rose, Lena, Waverly.
-Laughing

Since we were babies
and kids fighting over dolls.

It's amazing, isn't it?

Auntie Lindo, Auntie Ying Ying,

Auntie An Mei,

longtime friends of my mother,

you are like second mothers to me

Truly.

I mean, you gave her back to me
by finding my sisters.

You've given me something
I can still do for her.

Here I thought it was too late.
Well, it isn't.

-Sighs
-Baby Crying

Laughing

Crying Continues

June All right. Well, good night,
T.C. Good night, Daisy.

Chinese

-Thank you. Bye-bye.
-Okay. Good-bye.

Door Closes

Footsteps

Auntie Lindo?

I have something I must tell you.

One little thing I forget tell you.

You know I write letter to your sisters

telling them how happy
you are to find them,

how happy you are
you go to China to see them...

Yes, Auntie Lindo,
you've already told me this.

And then I signed it, from your mother.

What?

You signed the letter
in my mother's name?

I try write different letter

telling them, "So sad, too late.
Mother gone, dead."

But how can I write such letter? No.

This is my thinking,
better hear from own sister.

Important news.
You only one who can...

You... You mean,
they think that she's still alive?

Oh, my God. My God.

My God.

You have to write back. Tell them that
she's dead. I can't tell them that.

Auntie Lindo,
you have to write another letter!

Too late. No way to do this.

You leaving tonight.
You must go. You tell them.

Anyway, this is best way.
That my thinking.

June's Father You know,
ever since Mommy died,

it's like a mystery where everything is.

She hides everything.
Jewelry, even the fake stuff.

For three years she tried to tell me

where she hide everything
in case she die.

I guess I wasn't listening.

I picked some things for them.

You tell me if they're okay.

This one is from me.

Old photos of Mom in China.

I don't need old photos for memory.
I have lots.

You have lots.
Now they should have her.

-Am I right?
-Yeah.

Maybe when they see picture of Mom

so young, so beautiful,
they can still remember her.

Not like the way she looked
when she left them.

The way she looked?

Oh, yes.

Very bad dysentery.

Back then, no medicine, no doctors.

She almost died, you know.

She never told you?

Explosions, Shouting

Shouting, Explosions Continue

Shouting

Explosions Continue

Wheel Squeaking

Gasps

-Gasps
-Babies Crying

Crying Continues

Sighing Ohhh.

Ohhh.

Crying Continues

Grunting

-Suyuan Sobbing
-Babies Crying

Shouting In Chinese

Crying, Sobbing Continue

June's Father Narrating She thought,
"Better not die next to my babies.

"Nobody saves babies
with such bad luck.

"Who wants two babies
with ghost mother following them?

"Very bad luck. Very."

Sobbing Continues

You know, everything she had
she left with those babies.

Everything worth anything.

She left a note with all her gold,

promising more if babies brought
to their father in Chungking.

June's Father Narrating
So much bad luck.

Then she thought even worser luck,

someone save her after she left them.

Put her in a truck.

She woke up in the hospital,
screaming, wanting to die.

Come, sit.

One more thing.
I found this in Mommy's jewelry box.

I know she was saving it for you.

Someday she was going to give to you.
I think now.

Go ahead, open it.

It's good luck for China.

See? It's a swan feather.

-Swan feather?
-She decided

she couldn't give that
feather to you, not yet.

She didn't think you would understand.

Well, I guess I was never very good
at listening to her.

No! No, no, no. She thought

she wasn't worthy enough
mother to give it to you.

Worthy enough for me?

Because she gave up hope
about her other daughters,

how can she show you how to hope big

when she had lost hope?

A mother, mother can never give up
her hope for her own children.

-Never.
-Sobbing Never.

But she never did.

On the day you're born,

she transfer all her hope to you,

all hope from those babies.

Sobbing Continues

She transferred all her hopes to me?

Mine too.

I love you, Daddy.

Thinking l will tell them
this feather may look worthless,

but it comes from afar

and carries with it
all my good intentions.

P.A., Chinese

-Sighs
-P.A. Continues

Chattering

Ship Horn Blowing

Shouting In Chinese

Hey, hey, hey!

Chinese

Squealing, Giggling

Sighs

Mama's gone to heaven.

Gone? Mama's dead?

I'm sorry.

When?

Four months ago.

I'm so sorry.

She loved you very much.

I'm your sister. June.

Our little sister.

I've come to take
our mother's place.

I've come to bring you
her hopes...

Our sister.

Our family.

Chinese

June Narrating
lt was enough for them and for me.

Because really she was there
and l'd finally done something for her.

l'd found the best of myself,

what she kept for all of us,
her long-cherished wish.