All language subtitles for JungleHeat (1957) Orig -engl.-

JUNGLE HEAT [US-1957]

(no audible dialogue)

(gunshot)

(boat engine chugging)

*

* Strollin' along
the golden sands *

* Beneath the pale moonlight
on the islands *

* Trade winds will say
that your love is true *

* You'll want
a little cottage *

* Beside the sea

* You'll find the tropic
burnin' eternally *

(singing continues)

Well, you can always
tell you're in Hawaii

when things slow down
to a crawl.

Now, where is that
fellow Folger?

Is this heat usual
in November?

You know, you looked
cool in Panama,

cool in the hottest
summer the Philippines
have ever had.

You always look cool.

Very cool.

Stand around here
much longer,

we'll be in
the flower business.

Everyone's so friendly.
Yeah, it's an act.

Roger, can't you forget
you're an expert

on territorial
labor relations?

If this is the sloppy
way that Folger

and the other planters
run their business,

no wonder they had
to call me in

to straighten out
their labor.

How far is it to
Honolulu or Waikiki?

About 100 miles southeast,
another island.

We always end up 100 miles
from the main attraction.

There's life on Kauai, too,
I understand.

Oh, come on! Folger!

What does he look like?

I haven't
the faintest idea.

You wait here.

Boy!

Where's the Information
Office?

I speak information.

Oh? Well, I was to be met
at the boat by my man,

and he didn't show up.

Oh. He come sometime.
You'll see.

Perhaps you know him.
Folger, a planter.

Oh, he come sometime,
every week.

You see.
He come sometime.

These natives can be
trying, can't they?

Isn't there a car or a taxi
or something for hire?

Yeah, there's a hotel bus
in Lihue.

Well, that sounds fine.
I'll take it.

Only if left
ten minutes ago.

Ouch.

Haven't you any suggestions?

Bus come back sometime
every day. You see.

I can't stand out on the dock
waiting for days to "see".

It gets pretty damp
at night here.

Yeah. You don't happen
to have a car, do you?

Yes, a puddle jumper.

Well, we'd appreciate
a lift.

Okay. Meet you out
on the docks.

Thanks.
Thanks a lot.

Very happy man,
sometimes.

Yeah.

Keep looking
for that package.

(vehicle approaching)

(brakes squeaking)

Well, thanks a lot.

You're due to be our
guardian angel, I guess.

You know,
if I were you,

I'd turn around and take
the next boat out of here.

What?
You're off
to a bad start.

Maybe this just
isn't your island.

We're not superstitious.
That was an accident.

Yeah.

They happen.

I'm sorry.
Roger McRae.

Jim Ransom.

My wife, Mr. Ransom.

How do you do?
We're very grateful.

Mr. Ransom is the one who
offered us a lift, dear.

It's a rough ride out
to Folger's plantation.

It's on Kauai Point.

Do you know Folger?

I did.

We buried him yesterday.

He's dead?

We don't stand
for burying them any
other way around here.

How did he die?
Very fast.

An accident?

Yeah. We're having
a rash of them lately.

Roger, can't we stay
at another plantation?

Ann, the company sent me
to Kahili,

and that's where
we're going.

Staying long?

I don't know. Why?

Just wondering.
Come on.

That's a strange man.

I didn't choose him
for companionship.

Back in a minute.

I wonder what
his racket is.

Exotic, isn't it?

It's hot and filthy and full
of nasty-looking Orientals.

At least they don't stare
at us like we stare at them.

They see more without looking
than we do by staring all day.

Puhi. That sign above
the store says "Puhi."

This is the village of Puhi.

Apparently.

Well, something's haywire.
I studied that map for days.

We should have turned off miles
ago for Kahili Plantation.

I'm sure Mr. Ransom knows
where he's going, Roger.

Yeah, he does,
but do we?

Do you have to dramatize
everyone's actions?

Didn't we pass
the Kahili turnoff?

That's right.

Was there any
particular reason?

Well, we'll circle around
and come up behind Kahili.

The train was derailed across
the other road this morning.

Not the sugar train.

Yeah, it's narrow gauge.
Tips easy.

How was it derailed?

I wouldn't know.

It's not in my line.

(baby crying)

(crying continues)

(dog barks)

Well, what was
all that about?

Thought I saw
a familiar face.

Couple of Chinese
loafers sitting there
a couple minutes ago.

Japanese.

Japanese, Chinese,
what's the difference?

A lot of Japanese are
very cozy with the Nazis.

Chinese aren't.

Well, the best thing
to do is stay neutral,

not to be cozy with
either one of them.

Well, someone's
tailing you.

Tailing me?
What for?

Didn't you get the idea

when those crates
almost fell on you?

(scoffs)
That was an accident.

You an authority
on accidents?

My specialty.

All sizes, shapes,
and forms.

Good.

I think you'll have
a nice fat new one

for your collection
any day now.

(engine sputtering)

(engine stalling)

Well, someone put a nice
neat hole in my gas tank.

How? When?

When I was in the store.

That's impossible.

It must have happened
by a rock in the road
or something.

Roger's right,
Mr. Ransom.

No one came near the car
at the store.

There were just
those two Japanese.

That's right.
Believe whatever
you like.

It's aggravating
any way you look at it.

I'm supposed to be
in Kahili right now.

Well, no one's stopping you.

It's 15 miles
through the jungle

that way as the crow flies.

Roger didn't mean
to sound ungrateful.

It's just that it's
been such a hectic day.

She's right.
I'm sorry, Ransom.
Yeah.

(car approaching)
But why would
anyone want to?

Now, listen, suppose
you were right about...

Shut up.
It's a car.

(engine stops)
It stopped.

Well, let's get them.
Hold it, McRae.

They'll turn around
and go back.

Give me a hand.

All right,
I'll help him.

(bird squawking)

All right, let's go.
Hurry.

(car engine starting)

I appreciated
the lift, Ransom,

but you're certainly
a dangerous driver.

You're pretty unhealthy
to travel with yourself.

Hope they can find this place
to deliver our trunks.

Changing it around already?

It needs
a woman's touch.

Everything does.

Hello, Kaem.
Good afternoon, Doctor.

Doctor?

I never would have guessed you
for a doctor, Doctor.

It's Oriental influence.

Nothing on this island looks
like what it really is.

This is your houseboy.

Kaem, the new managers
of the plantation.

Not the new managers, Doctor.

No?
No.
As you say,

nothing on this island
looks like what it really is.

You may be exceptions.

Follow me, please.

A needler.

Never says
what he means.

I thought he made himself
quite clear.

(car engine starting)

(snaps fingers)

They're just curious.
Yes.

Well, native curiosity
turns to laziness,

and idle hands
turn to mischief.

That, my dear,
is a brief history

of all labor problems.

Another week and we can
shovel the dirt out.

I have to speak to Kaem.

A little dust, Roger.
Is that so important?

You haven't
learned yet, Ann.

Island natives are only
a few steps removed

from their
primitive ancestors.

Their leaders were strong,
domineering men

who told them what to do
and when to do it.

But we came along
and abolished that
kind of slavery.

There was security
and authority in the tribes,

and they still instinctively
feel the need for both.

Without authority,
they'd drift.

You've got to show 'em
an iron fist.

You're talking about
primitive peoples.

There's compulsory education
in Hawaii today.

Education sharpens the wits.

It doesn't alter
the instincts.

What about the theory that
all men are born equal?

All men are born equally
weak and helpless.

We don't all
grow up that way.

(vehicle approaching)

We seem to have
a visitor already.

Humph. I hope he doesn't
plan to stay for dinner.

We'll be wiped out.

And I don't even know
where the kitchen is yet.

Kaem!

Kaem!

(doorbell buzzing)

Kaem!

Kaem!

Kaem here.
Answer that door.

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

It's not necessary.
You're beautiful.

Haven't I told you?
Men flatter, mirrors don't.

(man)
Has Mr. McRae arrived yet?

Well, don't just stand there,
take me to him.

Most important that
I speak with him.

Roger McRae?
Yes.

Harvey Mathews, sir.

Oh, one of our planters.
Yes, how do you do?

I intended to meet you
at the boat,

but the confounded sugar train
jumped the track.

Jammed me up, sir.
Yes, we heard.

My wife, Mr. Mathews.

Mrs. McRae, your husband
has brought a flower

of rare beauty to enhance
the garden island.

Why, thank you, sir.
Very gallant.

Won't you sit down,
Mr. Mathews.

Thank you, madam.

(sighs)

Have a drink, Mathews?

Splendid suggestion.

Kaem!

Bring Mr. Mathews
a drink.

Uh, gin and tonic, boy.

No gin, no glass,

just tonic, unopened.

So, you're an
abstainer, eh?

Yes, sir.

I avoid mixed drinks mixed
by natives of mixed breeds.

Too many chances
for accidental mixtures.

Like what?

Like arsenic and tonic.

Delightfully smooth but
shockingly bad for the breath.

(laughs)

Well, surely you don't
suspect Kaem?

Oh, seems like
a charming lad.

But he's new here.
Never seen him before.

(Ann)
Dr. Ransom appeared
to know him.

Oh? You've met Ransom?

Gave us a ride from the boat
when Folger didn't show up.

As I said, Dr. Ransom
seems to know our houseboy.

Oh, they're all sheep in
the good doctor's flock.

I don't suppose there's
a native on the island

that he hasn't branded.

Branded?

Inoculation, hypodermic,
that sort of thing.

Strange bird for a doctor.

No professional
manner at all.

Oh, rather
a bush-league medico.

He started practice in
the jungle five years ago

with a tent and thermometer.

Now, why would a man of
science in this modern age

choose to practice
primitively?

Dedication and service.

Ann was a registered nurse
before we were married.

She hasn't washed all
the antiseptic off yet.

You never get it
all off.

I'm sure you men
have urgent business.

I'll explore a little.
Don't get up.

My dear, you are
a refreshing breeze

in this
deep-fried paradise.

Charming woman.

Yes, very.

(loudly)
McRae, you didn't come
a minute too soon.

Mathews, I'd prefer
to be very discreet about

the nature of my business
here, you understand?

Naturally.
Naturally.

Annoying habit, shouting.

Comes from dealing
with backward help.
I know.

All right,
to get right to it.

The company's highly aroused
over the recent outbreak

of costly accidents here.

Terrible. Terrible.
And now Folger's death.

There's no stopping them.
Like clockwork, night and day.

Several attempts
have been made to
discourage me already.

Incredible.

No one knew you were coming
but the planters.

Well, it may have
been coincidental.

Anyway,
what's it all about?

Agitation, sir.
Labor agitation.

Well, I assumed that,

but agitation over
what exactly?

Oh, the usual
radical demands.

Outrageous pay, impossible
hours, palatial housing.

This Filipino fellow
stirs 'em up.

Felix Agung.

A dedicated rascal

with the heart of
a born revolutionist.

Why don't the authorities
lock him up?

They do, sir, regularly.

The accidents then grow worse
until he's released.

Same kind of following that
every fanatical leader has.

It's hard to cope with.

Well, it's a relief
to know that we have

an expert troubleshooter
on the job now.

(bottle top pops)

Our first job
is to ferret out

the ringleaders
under Agung.

I want a meeting
with all the planters
first thing tomorrow.

They'll be delighted.

And as soon as
you can arrange it,
have Agung arrested.

He was just
released yesterday.

Haul him in again.

It's rather a monotonous
operation.

We merely send word
that we want him.

He comes in and takes
his usual cell.

Gives him a chance
to play the martyr.

All right,
but nab him.

He'll be tucked away
by morning.

Oh, and just a suggestion,
McRae, if you don't mind.

Certainly not.

I wouldn't get too chummy
with Dr. Ransom.

I have no desire to.
Good.

Oh, I don't question
the fellow, mind you,

but he is in and out of
the workers' huts constantly,

and even doctors do gossip
occasionally, I suppose.

Heat dehydrates a man.

Got to keep the old
boiler wet, huh?

(laughs)
(laughs)

(whistle blaring)

(Kaem)
The whistle, sir.

It means trouble
at the sugar mill.

(horn honking)

I'll call you later.
I'm going with you.

Yeah, why not?

Might be very educational.

A firsthand look at your
lovable workers. Come on.

(sirens, car horns honking)

Put him down there.

Jim, shouldn't we get them
to your hospital?

There's no room,
no time.

We need plenty of
water, Dick.

Right.

Ronald, Arnold,
bring in plenty of water.

(thunder)

Major Grey?

Major Grey, what is
this ghastly mess?

Evaporator explosion.

Major Grey...

Much damage to
the plant, Ransom?

The sugar plant, Ransom!

How was he burned?

Something erupted,

sprayed scalding liquid sugar
all over them.

It's crystalline.

I'll help
some of the others.

I'm a registered nurse.

Who did this?

Stay out of this, McRae.
It's my department.

You're interested
in repairing damage.

I'm interested in
preventing it, Ransom.

Great.

Keep up the good work.

(siren blaring)

How do you figure the workers
managed this one, Major?

Workers?

It was obviously
a demonstration by the workers

for locking Agung up
last night.

The man's got 'em
whipped into a frenzy.

Now listen, you,
did Agung do this?

These accidents
are too well-planned,

too professional.

Native labor hasn't got
a slick organization like that.

I suppose you believe
in the Japanese fifth
column, too, Major.

That's right.

Strange talk, Major,

for a man with so much
affection for the "Rising Sun."

What did you mean by that,
Mr. Mathews?

Man's gone native.
Has a Japanese wife.

No.
(chuckles)

Well, we can check
the factory later.

Take me to this
fellow Agung.

Excellent idea.
Best to release him.

These incidents only
get worse until you do.

I'm not gonna release him.

(Mathews)
Oh?

That's been the big mistake.

I'm gonna ship him
off this island,

kick him out for good.

Come on, Ann,
we're leaving.

I'm staying.
I can help here.

Someone will
drive me home later.

Come on.
(thunder)

I wish you'd come in
for a minute at least.

I'm sorry, Dick, but...
Mrs. McRae...

can't you use
your influence?

Oh, can we for a minute?

Custom of the house.
Do you mind?

Kimi-Chan? Company!

(Ransom)
Hello, Kimi-Chan.

Very nice to see you,
Doctor.

Kimi-Chan,
this is Mrs. McRae.

It is a great honor,
Mrs. McRae.

Your home is lovely.

Kimi-Chan is quite
an artist.

Saves painting
and wallpapering, too.

You paint beautifully.

Thank you.

Don't you sign
your name?

No.

Don't you want anyone
to know who painted them?

If anyone likes my pictures,
I will know it.

Why? Should they also
like my name?

But if your name is
on them, then even people

that have never seen you
will admire you.

But I want them only
to admire the pictures.

I advise you
to give up now.

It can get
a lot more involved.

May I offer some food?
Oh, please don't bother.

Do you have any
of that gooey stuff

wrapped in seaweed,
Kimi-Chan?

Oh, yes, always.

If you'll excuse me,
please.

Your wife
is lovely, Major.

Thanks.
And thanks for stopping in.

You know why I married her?

Any other questions?

When I first met her,

she dressed in those
Japanese things.

You know, those long kimonos

with the big sashes
on the back?

She's so beautiful.

Well, she told me
that Japanese girls

hardly ever buy new dresses,
just new sashes.

This was too good a bargain
to pass up, so I married her.

The first thing she hit me
for was three new dresses.

He told me all Americans
were very generous.

So I guess we were
both fooled.

(laughs)
Yep.

"East is East,
and West is West."

A very clever line for a man

from the North
living in the South.

Pardon me. I'll give
Kimi-Chan a hand.

She gets so darn worked up
when we have guests.

They don't have
many guests.

They're sort of
social outcasts.

Even over here?
Why should that be?

I imagine your husband
has an answer to that.

Yes, I'm sure.

Mr. Mathews...

He's a pig.

Made a play for
Kimi-Chan once.

Mathews?

And Dick didn't
dare touch him.

Isn't Major Grey more
of an authority

around here
than Mr. Mathews?

Mathews threatened
to pull wires

to have Kimi-Chan
shipped back to Japan

if Dick made a fuss.

And Mathews carries
a lot of weight

in more ways than one.

Here you are.
Best hara-kiri in the house.

That's a form of committing
suicide, isn't it?

Yes, sir, but this way,
it's a pleasure.

(laughs)

Try some of this,
Mrs. McRae.

Mmm. It's delicious.

You know, Dick, I...

hate to talk shop
at the table, but...

But what?

Strike you nothing
ever happens to
Mathews' plantation?

I've noticed.

Funny, isn't it?

Yeah.

Window shopping?

You can see
much better inside.

I wasn't peeking,
but I wanted to.

Why don't you come in
and browse around?

Would I be intruding?
Not at all.

Mrs. Kokomi is having
a baby, that's all.

Wonderful.
Maybe I can help.

Sure. Come on.

Isn't there a hospital?

A small one.

Then why is she...

She doesn't see the need.

Yes, I suppose
they've had babies
this way for centuries.

Well, it's not
a matter of being

backward or primitive,
either.

What is it
a matter of, Doctor?

Simplicity and naturalness.

You know, a psychiatrist would
starve to death around here.

You like these people,
don't you?

Some people need to be
liked more than others.

My husband hates them.

He only sees
their worst side.

Labor problems.

Yeah, I know.

Every minute since we arrived,
he's been trying

to dig out the agitators
among the native workers.

It's like trying to dig
a hole in water.

It can't be done.

Why not?

It's not the workers,
it's the Japanese.

Japanese?
Yeah, fifth columnists.

Not the local Japanese,

but those that they
smuggled in from Japan.

We're not fighting Japan.

We were in
Washington last week,

and a special Japanese envoy

was meeting our
secretary of state

to work out plans
for avoiding war.

Oriental sleight of hand.

Keep the eye distracted so it
can't see what the hand does.

Well, if this is true,

what are the authorities
here doing about it?

Putting the blame on labor

and making poor
Felix Agung the goat.

Agung, yes.
That's the man Roger thinks

is stirring up
all the trouble.

Yes, and he's playing
right into their hands.

What do you mean?

Look, Agung is an idol
to the workers.

He helps them,
works for them.

Advises them.

They look upon
him as a...

some sort of
jungle prophet.

They worship him.

And you don't believe he's
behind any of this violence.

No.

These incidents are planted
on him by the Japanese,

and very cleverly, too.

But why?

Well, so the authorities
will hound him,

jail him, eventually
put him away for good.

How would you feel
toward anyone who...

destroyed something
you loved?

I know the feeling.

(woman groans)

Now look here, madam,
I've lugged in three buckets

of hot water
that have gone cold.

Let's get going.

Late to bed,
late to rise

makes a husband
suspicious and wise.

I visited one of the workers'
huts last night.

A woman who was
having a baby.
Really?

I didn't know you'd
specialized in obstetrics.

I thought maybe I could
help Dr. Ransom.

I'm sure you could.

Roger, the doctor thinks
all this trouble

is being caused by Japanese
fifth columnists,

not by the workers.
Really?

(whistle blowing)

Kuji!

Kuji!

Call emergency!

Fire units and medical
help, at once!

(whistle continues)

(fire crackling)

All right!
Grab them shovels!

Dig a ditch over there!

Here, you men, get that fire
extinguisher over there.

(siren wailing)

Yeah, that's right!

(siren continues)

(siren stops)

This type of thing
can't go on.

That's what I thought
a month ago.

The devils have really
been cutting up

since you arrived, McRae.

We'd hoped that you'd
slow things down.

This settles it.

No more handing Agung
with kid gloves.

He goes.

If Agung goes, so goes
the island of Kauai.

It seems to be going pretty
fast right now, Doctor.

Have you any
better suggestions?

Yes.

Open your eyes.
Use your head.

This operation's bigger
than your sugar business,

bigger than the island,

the whole string
of islands.

That's not a suggestion,
it's an opinion,

and I'm sick and tired
of hearing it.

Look, tell the natives
their island's in danger.

Get the planters
and workers together
fighting a common enemy,

and you'll lick this
thing in a minute.

Like this, you're playing
right into their hands,

believing what they
want you to believe.

I have a life's study of island
labor problems, Dr. Ransom.

Like I said,

maybe this just
isn't your island.

(Mathews)
Too much heat, gentlemen,

Come over to the house.

A cool drink will quickly
dampen the fire.

Does it strike you
something

just happened
to Mathews' plantation?

Yeah.

Maybe we talked too soon.

Or too loud.

Sit down, gentlemen.
We'll have a cold drink.

Kuji!

(Ann)
Is the fire out?

No one hurt?

Ann, you shouldn't
concern yourself that way.

You can see
I'm quite all right.

(Mathews)
Kuji?

Something stimulating and
refreshing for our guests!

But none of your
watered-down whiskey!

Like nature,
he abhors a vacuum.

Whenever a bottle's
in danger of being emptied,

he merely adds water to
restore the original volume.

Scotch and water.

Same for me.

Nothing for me.

(Mathews)
Five tonics.

No, make it an even
half-dozen. Chop.

He's Japanese.

(Mathews)
Yes, suppose he is.
Never occurred to me to ask.

You're number one boy?

No, confound it,
I'm his.

He's never around
when I call.

Have to do everything
for myself.

He pretends
he can't hear me.

(laughs)
Anybody can hear me.

(laughs)

You know much about him?

You know, Ransom, I hate
hinting and implying.

If you know something,

why don't you
lay it on the line?

I've been here
quite a while now.

I get to a lot of
out-of-the-way places,

hear things.

Such as what?

In our profession,
we take an oath

to keep what we hear
to ourselves.

(chuckles)
Surely you don't have
to pay any attention

to the Hippocratic Oath
with these primitive people.

When Hippocrates
wrote that oath,

the people were a lot more
primitive than they are now.

(laughs)

Well, I think
as soon as I run Agung
out of the island,

your fifth column
will disappear with him.

What is it, Corporal?

The Filipino
escaped, sir.

Agung?
Yes, sir.

They fired
at him, got him in
the leg pretty bad,

but he managed
to duck into the jungle
and disappear.

Thank you, Corporal.

Get out
a searching party.

Beat that jungle
before dark.

I can call
the island police

and maybe some
of the planters.

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to beg off, sir.

The jungle's no place
for a beast of my size
to go thrashing about.

I'll be at the hospital
if you need me.

Sure. I guess we don't need
a regiment for the job.

Just a minute.
Have you got a gun
for me, Major?

Yes, I'm going
along with you.

He's my responsibility
more than he is yours,

and I want that man.

I need someone
to make an example of,

and he's an
excellent choice.

While you're making
an example of him,

be sure you don't
make him a martyr

(laughs)

And I would watch that drinking
around guns if I were you.

Thank you very much,

but I've handled
drinks and guns before.

Mathews will
take you home.

(car door closes)

(engine starting)

Nasty business.

You're gonna find that man
and treat him, aren't you?

I'll treat him
when I find him.

Let me go with you.
I can help.

I might need some help.
Come on.

Where are we going?

We got to find Felix.

Here? In the jingle?

He lives off
the beaten path.

His lease
keeps expiring.

Won't he try and find you
if he's hurt badly?

That's what makes my
practice so interesting.

You have to be kind
of psychic, too.

All right, fan out
and beat the bush.

Fire three shots
if you find him.

Otherwise proceed
directly to his hut.

You come with me, McRae.

Doctor!

Dr. Ransom!

Oh!

Great.

No harm done.

If you don't care
much for ethics.

Surely you must see
there's nothing

between Roger and me anymore,
if there ever was.

I got that message
a long time ago.

Then why...

We're on a call, nurse.

Blood.
Felix no doubt.

And he's badly
wounded.

Wounded.
Hope the army's taught you

to shoot more
accurately than that.

I can score
when I have to.

Then come on,
let's get going.

(gunshots)

Hey. He's outnumbered
and wounded.

Take it easy.

I think I'd like to
have you in front.

Felix!

Felix Agung,
this is Major Grey!

Felix, can you come out,

or shall I come in?

Let me throw a few rounds
through that door,

and he'll be out.

He'll come out...
if he can.

You're slow, Dick.
Been here 15 minutes.

You're slow. I gave you
a 20-minute handicap.

What kind of
a conspiracy is this?

If that man's
in the house,

get him out here
and into custody!

He's not here.

I'll look, thank you.
No.

He was here,
and I treated him.

He ducked into the jungle
when he heard you coming.

You allowed an escaped
convict to walk away?

He didn't walk,
he ran.

Could he run?

He did his best.

You're a liar!
He's in there!

Now look,
his wife's in there!

She's very sick.

I won't allow you
to disturb her.

His wife, huh?

You're very solicitous
about other men's wives,

aren't you, Ransom?

Knock it off!
Jim.

You sure there's nobody
we want in that house?

I told you he went
back in the jungle.

One way to make sure.
(gunshots)

That was a great piece
of marksmanship.

You killed Felix's wife.

It's got to cost you.

You were
obstructing justice.

News gets around
fast here.

I'd keep
looking behind me

all the time
if I were you.

You never were popular
from the start.

Kuji! Kuji!

Confound it,
I know you can hear me!

Kuji!

Kuji!

Kuji!

Agung wasn't captured.

Very unfortunate.
It was a golden opportunity.

I gave orders his hut
be encircled,

holding him at bay until
McRae and the others arrived.

But Dr. Ransom appeared.

Caution was necessary.

Oh. The good doctor, huh?

The American killed
Agung's wife.

That's of little good.
Who cares about Agung's wife?

Agung does.

Yes.

That suggestion does
fire the imagination.

He may now kill
the American.

Backward Oriental
psychology.

The American must kill Agung,
understand?

It will happen in time.

Time is growing brief.

We must divert attention
from the main objective,

which is invasion.

Ah. Another accident
at the factory?

No.

A completely ingenious...

and disarming diversionary
tactic this time.

What is it, Dick?

Someone bugged the house.

How did you find it?

Dick?

I'm sorry, Jim. What?

How did you find
the place was tapped?

The brass from Hickam Field
flew over early this morning,

dropped in my office
and gave me the news,

complete with drawings.

How did they get
the word on Oahu?

(sighs)
They didn't say.

I was in no mood to ask.

They did you a favor.

The thing is found,
and that's a relief.

Relief?

They don't suspect
Kimi-Chan?

I've sent for
the island police.

They'll be here
pretty soon.

But you don't
suspect her.

Custom of the house.

It's so easy to figure
who framed this.

Easy? So why do you
have to arrest her?

I've been yelling louder
and longer than anyone

about fifth columnists.

But you know
Kimi-Chan.

The army does not.

And the workers,
they do not.

A man must demonstrate loyalty
as well as preach it.

You'll be back
in no time.

We do not have
many friends,

but we do have the best.

Some friend.

I should have gotten out

and given you two
a minute together.

(car engine starting)

Hello, Jules.

Where's Felix Agung?

Jules, I know
you're his friend.

You know I am, too.

It's not only his leg
I'm worried about.

You're playing right into

the hands of
the fifth columnists.

If anything
happens to Felix,

the Americans
will be blamed.

You'll lose your leader.

The Japs can simply
walk right in here

like the Nazis did
in Norway.

Yeah, I know.

Europe's a long way off,
isn't it, Jules?

Been doing a lot of business
with Mathews lately?

All right, I'll find
Felix myself.

Maybe at the old caves
near the beach, huh?

(car engine revving)

(children laughing)

Ah, Dr. Ransom.

You're doing a lot
of shopping, Mathews.

Quinine water,
tonic water.

That's a lot of tonic.

I have a prodigious
capacity, sir.

Savior of the islands.
Makes life here tolerable.

Just a word of professional
advice, Mathews.

Use it sparingly.

Tonic to one man
is poison to another.

Excellent
professional advice.

No charge.

(ukulele band playing)

* If you're looking
for romance *

* Just come along with me
to the isle of Corfu *

* Palm trees will sway
under skies of blue *

Your conversation really
sparkles tonight, dear.

I find little
to sparkle about.

You were anxious for
bright lights, social life.

This is the best
that Kauai has.

Very lovely.

Isn't it?

Still moping over the death
of the native woman?

I'm not moping,
I'm just a little sick.

Sorry it wasn't her husband,

but it turned out
to be equally effective.

Effective?

You'll notice there hasn't
been an incident since.

I wonder why it is
I never noticed

all these things about
you from the first.

Why should we both
be obvious?

What do you mean
by that?

Yours?

Of course.

Found it in Ransom's car

that day before I went
into the jungle after Agung.

I don't understand.

I thought it was
quite plain.

You were in the jungle
with the doctor.

You knew I was in that hut
when you fired into it.

Ah, Mr. and Mrs. McRae.
How delightful.

Oh, you make
a charming picture

to an ancient and pass�
gallant like myself.

Oh, uh, I may sit down?

Yes, please do.
Join us. Have a drink.

Most generous of you,
McRae.

Any further news of Agung?

That's why I dropped in.

I have it on good authority
that the man's

gone completely berserk
over the death of his wife.

Where'd you hear this?

Field workers, jungle gossip.

Rumor has it that
he's on your trail,

hounding your every step,
watching your every move.

I'll demand protection from
the local authorities at once.

They act slowly
and reluctantly, sir.

Well, what do you suggest?

A much more dependable
protective.

I suggest, sir, that you
employ it upon sight

without an instance
hesitation.

Of that you can be sure.

(ukulele band playing)

* Trade winds will say

* That your love is true

* You'll want
a little cottage *

* Beside the sea... *

Nothing for me, thanks.

You know, they can
make that stuff

faster than you can
drink it, Dick.

Wanna bet?

I've been looking
all over for you.

This is my new address.

I have a little suggestion
that might appeal to you.

There's the pig.

He's finally got
Kimi-Chan, huh?

Take it easy, Dick.

Yeah, sure.

Sure.

So suggest something.

Something big's coming up.

Bigger than Kimi-Chan?

Yes, Dick.

Huh?

I saw enough today
to make me think

we ought to pay
Mathews a visit.

You expect me to talk
with that pig?

Not talk with him.

I think we ought to pay
him a nice quiet visit.

Tonight. The back way.
Through the jungle.

(inaudible dialogue)

You know, we should
have moved in before

when we could have gotten
some help from the workers.

Yeah, I'm in the mood
to wipe out.

Mathews and his gang
by myself.

(whispering)

I trust you will
excuse me.

This place gets on my nerve.
Let's go home.

I like the atmosphere.

Live it up.
I'm going after Mathews.

(bird cawing)

(engine starting)

The doctor and the major?

Not yet.

We should be ready to
receive them any time now.

63 strategically placed
land mines

should provide
royal welcome.

Hai. Hai.

Got into the jungle yet?

McRae is approaching
on the road.

The fool.

He ran in panic from
the CoCo Palms.

Agung follows.

His arrival might prove
most opportune.

Agung follows.

Yes, of course.
Excellent.

We will afford Mr. McRae
every service of the house

in the killing of his
pursuers and tormenters.

And those who come
through the jungle?

Mr. McRae will be our
witness that we were

expecting a night attack
from the natives.

How could we know that two
such distinguished Americans

as Dr. Ransom
and Major Grey

prowl the jungle
at night?

Well, McRae.
(grunts)

(laughs)

Mathews.
Am I glad to see you.

A most unfriendly greeting,
I must say.

I'm sorry. I'm jumpy.

You were right.
Agung is looking for me.

Monstrous. Oh, I hated to leave
you at the hotel like that,

but I just received word that
the native labor agitators

were planning to attack
my plantation tonight.

Oh, I see.

Mathews, what are
we going to do?

Oh, I've planned
a greeting for him.

A device of Oriental genius

called a land mine
or booby trap.

Explosives are planted
in the earth

and tripped by feet
passing over.

Yes, yes, I don't want
to know about that.

What are we going to do
about Agung?

Oh, I beg your pardon, sir.
Of course.

You're more concerned with
personal safety at the moment.

Now look, you're going to
help me, you understand?

You're going to protect me.
Yes, yes, certainly.

I got no satisfaction
from that Major Grey
and his outfit.

I suggest an ambush.

If Agung enters these grounds
finish him off

from one of those
out-buildings over there.

That's a wonderful idea.

He can't be far behind.
He's bound to see the car.

He'll come out of
the jungle into the light,

and we'll get him
from over there.

Excellent strategy, McRae.

You may yet rid the island
of its industrial sickness.

Come on.

Would you come in
for a nightcap?

Thanks.

We've got lots
to do tonight.

I've got a lot of things
to say tonight.

It's one of those
tropical nights.

Everyone gets gabby.

We're gonna pay a little
social call on Mr. Mathews.

Good night.

(radio buzzes)

Hai.
Is he coming?

Approaching the first
field of cane.

A-Agung?

No, no, the others.

Laborers, field workers.

Primitive animals.

Sneaking through
the jungle at night.

Blasted heat already.

Hour before dawn.

Mathews' first cane field.

The sun will be up
before long.

People sleep
soundest at dawn.

(radio buzzes three times)

Station three.

Coming on the first mines.

Aah!
(gunshot)

(Mathews)
McRae! Come on!

Come back! We got him!

Bungling fool.

Booby trap.

I told him this just
wasn't his island.

Let's get Mathews.

Right.

They have guns.

We have the more
potent weapon.

I mean nothing to anyone.

I am only hunted creature.

Why, you underrate
your true value, Agung.

I have found your
name and position

most profitable
and exploitable.

Then you are the one

who has arranged
for all these things

for which I have
been persecuted.

My dear fellow,

I've made a martyr
of you to the islanders.

Suited my purpose
admirably at the time.

What possible good
can I be to you now?

You will perform
one more service.

Your extermination
by our American friends

will guarantee
a friendly invasion

of this island
by the Japanese.

Oh, Major Grey!
Dr. Ransom!

Over here, gentlemen!

(Mathews)
Can I be of any service?

End of the line.
Mathews!

Come on out!

(Mathews laughs)

Very melodramatic, Major.

We've got Agung here.

Now, I suggest you leave
the grounds quietly

if you wish him to see
the dawn of another day.

Now what?

Don't shoot.

We need Felix alive
to settle this whole mess.

Well, we can
wait here forever.

Mathews can't.

They're movin' out.

(gunshot)

Number one boy.

No, the number one boy's
out there with Felix.

Come on.

(car approaching)

(Ransom)
Ann!

Ann! Ann, over here!

Run, quick!

(gunshot)
Uhh!

There they go,
towards the pool.

Stay here
and keep low.

Get down there.

Get down there.
Stay there.

I'm going after him
alone, Dick.

You go back
and stay with Ann.

This is my private war, Jim.
I'll get Mathews.

Look, if anything
happens to you,

who's gonna have
the skill and authority

to clean this mess up?

I'm expendable.
Now get going.

(laughs)

Too much tonic.

No sense of moderation.

Let's sit here.

Thanks for
staying with me.

I feel better now.

Doctor's orders.

No danger of
an invasion now?

Oh, I don't think so.

With Felix as the head
of the islanders,

any stragglers
from Mathews' group

should be flushed out soon.

(airplane engines rumbling)

A lot of planes.

That's probably the dawn patrol
from Hickam Field on Oahu.

The sun's up.

Beginning of a new day.

Sunday, first day
of the week.

First day
of the world.

It's the beginning of
a whole new world for us.

(airplane engines rumbling)

*