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Happy New Year!

Happy New year!

Happy New Year!

- Happy New Year!
- Yahoo!

Happy New Year, happy
New Year, happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

- Happy New Year!

- Get out of here, you little!

Good evening, boss.

Hello, Pat.

Happy New year to you.

- Happy New Year?

Well, that's a fine how do you do

when they start
celebrating the 4th of July

in the middle of February
and call it New Year's.

- Wait 'til they start
shooting firecrackers

on St. Patrick's Day.

- Firecrackers on St. Patrick's Day?

- Good evening, Mr. Baturin.

- Hello, how are you?
- Fine, thank you.

- That's good.

Ah, my friend, Bob Li, how are you?

- Good evening, Mr. Baturin.

- Glad to see you.

How's the law business?

- It's all right.

- How are my friends the Lings?

I bet Dr. Ling is proud of his daughter.

I hear everyone thinks she's
one of the finest surgeons

at the Bayview Hospital.

Oh, yes, by the way,

I hope you're all coming
to our benefit tonight.

We expect to be there.

That's good.

- But something else
concerns me at the moment.

I didn't get very far with your manager.

Oh, well,
you know the professor.

He thinks only of his books.

- You know, I'm Dr. Ling's attorney.

- Oh, yes, of course.

Dr. Ling's a fine man.

- He is, but he doesn't
happen to want to join

this Merchant's Protective
Association of yours.

- Of mine?

- I wouldn't expect you to admit
that you're the head of it,

but since these merchants
here in Chinatown

are being forced to join.
- Forced to join?

I assure you, I didn't know.

- I am quite sure the King of Chinatown

knows everything that
goes on in this district.

- Come, come now, Mr. Li.

Well, perhaps I do have a little influence

in this community,

and you can rest assured I shall use it

on behalf of our very good
mutual friend, Dr. Chang Ling.

Yes, perhaps I'll drop around
to see him after the benefit.

- Then you'll put a stop to
this racket they're starting,

and not force these-

- Mr. Li, have I ever forced anyone?

- No, that's not the way you work.

Goodnight.

- Hello, Mr. Baturin.

- Hello, Frank, how are you?

Someday, Professor, you're going to get

that long nose of yours

caught between the covers
of one of those books.

- Somebody has keep the
books straight, don't they?

- Somebody?

Very commendable.

Very, very smart.

- Oh, by the way,

we're gonna have trouble with
that herb doctor, Chang Ling.

He's squawking about
joining the association.

- Yes.

- I saw his lawyer a little while ago.

I told him I'd use my influence

to see that the worthy doctor

has no further cause for squawking.

I may drop around tonight
to see him myself.

- That Chang Ling's pretty
important in Chinatown.

If he doesn't join,

it's gonna be difficult
to get the rest of them.

- All the more reason for
handling him with kid gloves.

- Yes, well you've been
doing that for some time.

- We'll try another make of glove.

Now look here, Professor,

when are you going to learn
how to deal with these people?

You've been listening
to Mike Gordon again.

- Mike's got ideas.

- Wrong ones.

You know, Mike has stepped out
of line several times lately.

Maybe he's getting too big for us.

As my friend, Dr. Chang Ling would say,

"One foot cannot stand in two boats."

Well, if Mike won't ride in our boat?

Say, did you place that bet for me?

- Oh yes.

20,000 on Grady, and
here are your tickets.

- Ought to be a good fight.

- Kinda funny, isn't it?

Feeling as you do about Mike,
and betting on his fighter?

- You think so?

Mike's no good, but he's smart.

He's got a very good fighter.

When it comes to betting, I
put my money on the best men,

whoever's handling him.

- Well, I don't know anything about that,

But Mike thinks this Grady
is going into the big time.

Oh, they're asking for
another contribution

for the Red Cross in China again.

Why didn't you give this
benefit for the Red Cross?

- I'm surprised at you, Professor.

You're a very wise man,
but you cannot think alone.

Nah, you need me to tell you how to think.

Now, why should I put a lot of money

where it won't show?

What I spend here, everybody sees.

Like that poster always saying,

Frank Baturin, huge benefit fight.

Proceeds to go to the
playgrounds of Chinatown.

You know, I'm really a very
nice fellow to do this.

Okay.

- Good evening, doctor.

Well, I saw Baturin.

He may drop in to see
you after the benefit.

Says he'll use his influence to see

that no pressure is brought to bear

on our mutual good friend, Dr. Chang Ling.

- Frank Baturin is an evil influence.

It is sad that poison
so often comes wrapped

in such an agreeable package.

- He has a likable personality, all right.

That's his stock and trade.

Makes it easier to rob with one hand,

and make big gestures with the other,

like this benefit fight tonight,

and everybody falls for it.

- But they do not realize

that sometimes the hand that helps you

is also the one that cuts your throat.

Let us think of more pleasant things.

Supper is nearly ready.

That may be Mary now to
tell us she's on the way.

You answer it.

- Hello?

- Hello, Bob.

This is Rip Harrigan.

Mary's on an emergency.

Yeah, Dolly too, but they oughta
be through any minute now.

I'll say we'll be there within
a half an hour, so long.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, just some special research.

- Oh, you expect me to believe that?

- Well, I'd certainly
appreciate it if you would.

- Well, you'd better not let Dr. Jones

catch an ambulance driver
hanging around here,

waiting for one of his nurses.

Dr. Jones?

Good evening, Dr. Jones.

Nice night, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

- George, as soon as Dr. Ling gets through

with her operation,

have her come into my office.

- Yes, doctor.

- Gee, I'm sure glad
that's over, Dr. Ling.

I don't know how you do it.

Here I am, shaking like a jitterbug,

and your hands aren't even trembling.

- The first thing you've gotta learn

is not to let your hands tremble,

if you want to be a good surgeon.

- No, thank you.

I don't wanna be a surgeon.

You know what's wrong with me?

I've been seeing too much of that

pigheaded Rip Harrigan lately.

And he's enough to give
any girl the shakes.

- And how you'd yell if
anybody tried to stop you

from seeing him.

Come on, Dolly, hurry up.

I promised Daddy we wouldn't be late.

Hello, Rip.
- Hello, Mary.

- How many times have I told
you to stay off this floor?

- Well, since when did you
start running this hospital?

- Look you two, will you do me a favor?

- Sure.
- Of course.

- Will you postpone tonight's
battle, just for tonight?

- I know, but she's always
trying to tell me what to do,

and she's the one-

- Dr. Jones would like to see you

in his office right away, Dr. Ling.

- Tell him I'll be in
as soon as I wash up.

Wait for me, I won't be long.

- Okay.
- Dr. Jones, heh.

- You know, Dolly, she's right.

We do fight too much.

- I've gotta get dressed.

- Now look, Dolly,

we've known each other a long time and I,

well, I like you better
than any girl I know.

- So?

- Well, if I didn't, I,

gee, I don't know how to ask you.

- Oh that's all right, Rip.

I understand.

- Gosh, I don't know how to say it.

- Say it the simplest way you know.

- Can you lend me two bucks 'til payday?

- You sent for me, Dr. Jones?

- Sit down, Dr. Ling.
- Okay.

- Now, what's this I hear
about your leaving us?

- You don't know how sorry I am about it.

I've been very happy here.

- Then why do you leave?

- I have to.

- Doctor, you're a born surgeon.

You're bound to go far in your profession.

One of these days, the first
opening as a matter of fact,

I'll put you on as resident surgeon.

- I'm flattered and very grateful,

but I can't wait that long.

I need money right away,

a lot more than you can afford to pay me.

- You won't change your mind?

Well, when a woman's made up her mind,

I know better than to try
to make her change it.

But think it over.

- Thank you, doctor.

- Come on, stand back.

It's all right folks, just
a joy ride, no customers.

- Good evening, Dr. Ling.
- Hello, Dr. Ling.

Dinner ready?
- Good evening.

- Hello, Dad.

Happy New Year.

- My child, when you
desired to become a modern,

up to date doctor, I sent you to college.

- You've been a darling.

- I even countenanced your
working in a hospital.

Perhaps if some of my herbs
had proven unsuccessful,

I might even have sent
one of my patients to you.

But please, do not say "Hello, Dad."

- I'm sorry, Father.

I'll try to remember.

- That will be 25 cents.

And they will do you exactly as much good

as if you had paid uptown prices.

- You know you're tickled
to death I've got my degree.

- You'll probably end
up by operating on me.

- I like you just the way you are.

- Come, come children, you are late.

We have been waiting supper for you.

- Oh boy, lead me to that chop suey.

- My son, tonight we celebrate

the New Year's festival of my native land.

We do not eat American food.

I do not think many people in China

ever heard of your great
American dish, chop suey.

Rice is our national dish.

- The only way I like
rice is thrown at me.

- Look out, look out.

- And now, a happy New Year
to our best friend, Dr. Ling.

- Ditto from me and all my folks.

- And may the New Year
bring peace to our people,

and to the whole world.

- Well that's a big order,
Mary, but here's to it.

Say, that's good!

- Yes, have a seat.

- Well, you have to
acquire a taste for it.

- Thank you, my children.

You have all made me very happy tonight.

- Say, if we wanna get to
that fight before it's over,

we'd better get going.

- Right?

- Come on, Dad, Father,
you're not backing out.

You promised to go.

- I always keep my promise,

but a prize fight is a strange way

to celebrate our New Year's.

Isn't there already fighting
enough in the world?

- Well after all, it
is a benefit, you know?

- You know, I got two bucks on this fight

and I expect to clean up.

- Yeah, you know whose two
bucks it is too, don't you?

- Oh, quiet.

Thank you.

Seven, eight, nine, 10!

- And now, ladies and gentlemen,

before the main event,

I would like to have the
man who has made it possible

to use the proceeds from this
fight for such a worthy cause

say a few words to us, Mr. Baturin.

Give him a hand!

- Go on, boss.

Take a bow.

- My dear friends,

it makes me very happy

to see such a splendid
turnout here tonight.

Well, naturally, the
bigger the crowd we have,

the more money we collect for
the playgrounds of Chinatown.

I shall not bore you with a speech.

I just want to say that it
gives me a great pleasure,

not only to be able to do my bit

on behalf of my many
friends in this community,

but also to champion good, clean sport.

- So that's the king of Chinatown.

I think he's quite nice.

- So do a lot of other
people, unfortunately.

- The evidence of a single glance

cannot be relied upon, my child.

- I think you're both prejudiced.

- So prejudiced that if I
were a violent man, I'd,

but I am not a violent man.

- Wait here for me.

- Hey Taters, what's the rush?

- Potatoes to you.

Is the boss inside?

- No, Mr. Baturin just
left for the fights.

Is something wrong?

- Plenty.
- Yeah?

- If I was to tell you what I know about,

say, what are you holding me up for?

Can't you see I'm in a rush?

To the arena, snap it up.

- Close that right,
baby, close it, close it!

Oh God, he's killing him.

- Maybe you'll get a patient
for that ambulance of yours.

- Yessiree, a couple of
more lefts like that,

and I'll be on my way back to the hospital

with that Grady on a stretcher.

- Say, what's the matter
with our boy tonight, Mike?

He's taking an awful beating.

- That's fine.

- But I thought this
Chinese kid was a setup.

- So did somebody else.

- Hey, the chief wouldn't be betting

the wrong way, would he?

- Bet 20,000 wrong.

- That'll mean trouble.

- It's about time somebody
made trouble for Frank Baturin,

and I like trouble.

Come on, Grady!

Give him one-two!
- Thattaboy, Tommy!

Who said the Chinese didn't like to fight?

- We don't, but we can when we have to.

- Grady isn't doing so well tonight.

- Well, fight's not over yet.

- Boss, there's something I gotta tell ya.

- No, no, tell me after the fight.

- I got this straight.

Mike Gordon has crossed ya.

This boy, his Grady is
gonna lose the fight.

- All right, wait for me outside.

Come on, Grady!

Give him what's what!

He did it!

The winner, and
new state champion, Tommy Wu.

- Hello, Frank.

- Hello, Mike.

Too bad, eh?

I thought your fighter was a cinch to win.

- Yeah, he fooled both of us.

- Hello.

No, he fooled only one of us.

- I didn't think the king of
Chinatown could be fooled.

- He can't.

So you finally admit I'm right.

I'm glad to hear you say it.

You know, I'm going to enjoy

reading in tomorrow morning's paper

that Mike Gordon was killed
in a mystery shooting,

found dead in his car.

- Well now, now you don't feel
that sore about it, do you?

- Now Joe, get Taters, tell
him to meet me at the club.

You better go over and tell
Red how disappointed I will be

if that little story isn't
in big black headlines

in the first edition.

Tell him to follow Mike home,

and do a nice, clean job.

- Oh, yes, yes, yes of course.

- Oh, we're ready.

- I'll bet the boss is burnt up at Gordon.

- More than that, he
wants you to get Gordon

ready for the undertaker.

- That's my specialty number.

- But I'm changing the orders.

You understand why.

Follow Gordon, stop him
somewhere along the road,

and tell him to get right
back to his apartment.

I'll phone in about an hour.

- I understand everything.

- That's good.
- Okay.

- Did you tell Red exactly what to do?

- Exactly.

- Thanks, Professor.

Huh, business pretty good tonight, eh?

- Couldn't be better.

- Oh, by the way, I lost
50 cents on that fight.

Here you are, Taters.

- Oh, well there's no hurry for it, chief.

I don't really need it.

- Oh come on, come on, come on.

Say, how much do I pay you?

- 50 bucks a week.

50 bucks a week?

You used your head tonight.

Raise it to 75.

- Oh now, chief, you
don't need to do that.

- Well, all right, forget it, Professor.

- Well, you don't have to do that either.

I don't mean-

- Make it a 100.

- Next time, I'll bet you a buck.

- All right.

- It makes me mad, when
I think of how easily

we could make an extra half million

with this setup you've got here.

Really, how?

- Oh, a few little
adjustments here and there,

like Mike suggested.

Slot machines, policies,
lotteries, numbers.

- I'm not interested in that
kind of money, understand?

- Yes, I understand.

- Good, I'm glad you're
smarter than Mike was.

- Well, I'm smart enough.

- Enough, I hope, to remember

if it wasn't for me, you'd be
serving a life term in prison.

- I know all about that, too.

- Then stay smart.

Well, I think I'll go home.

Don't study too hard.

- Can I drive you home, boss?

- No, thanks Taters.

- But you shouldn't oughta be driving

by yourself, it ain't safe.

- Oh, there's no danger now
that Mike's out of the way.

- What makes you think I
was worried about Mike?

- Well, I was just assuming.

Hello, is that you, Mike?

Yes, Baturin just left the office, alone.

Oh, fine.

But don't miss.

Yes, I've taken care
of it, as we arranged.

The money and your railroad
tickets are on the way over now.

As soon as you fix things up,

I think you ought to
disappear for a while.

Oh, of course not, I won't forget you.

No, no, not at all.

Drop me a line once in a while,
and keep in touch with me.

Yes.

All right, good luck.

- Wu Chen told me that Baturin
lost heavily on the fight.

- He didn't seem to mind.

- He doesn't have to worry
about money, does he doctor?

- Why speak of him?

If I had my choice, there
would be no Frank Baturin.

Now, if few children will excuse me.

- Where are you going, Father?

- I should set off some firecrackers

to celebrate our New Year's

and to chase away the evil spirits.

- Chase a few for me, Doctor.

- There is also a matter of a small debt

I must take care of.

Well, have you two become so modern

you've forgotten our ancient custom

of always meeting the new
year with a clean slate?

Excuse me.

- Baturin.

- He's still alive.

Quick, phone for an ambulance.

I've got to save this man, Bob.

- Of course, Mary, you'll do all you can,

but you must have-

- But don't you see why?

Do you remember what
Father said at the fight?

"If I were a violent man,
I'd," I'm afraid, Bob.

- Oh, he didn't mean that, he couldn't.

- But he left the store just
before Baturin was shot.

He said he had a debt to settle.

He said he wanted to enter the
new year with a clean slate.

Don't you remember?

- You've got to save Baturin.

- Who's on emergency call?

- Dr. Hansen.

- Dr. Jones, will you
let me take this case?

Dr. Hansen's given me his permission.

- Why, Hansen oughta be-

- Dr. Jones, please, you must.

- There's only one chance
in 1,000 to save this man.

- Well, give me that chance.

- All right, Mary.

- You know, if Baturin pulls outta this,

there are a lot of shoes
I wouldn't want to be in.

- How is he?

Still hanging on.

- They always said he was a tough guy.

- It's amazing he's still alive.

- He had to live.

- Do you know him personally?

- No.

He was just another emergency.

- Oh. Dr. Ling.

This is Mr. Baturin's business manager.

- How do you do?

- How do you do, Doctor?

How is Mr. Baturin?

- He's still unconscious.

- But he'll recover?

- We're doing everything possible.

- I wonder if I might see him.

- No, it'll be a long time
before anyone can see him.

- Now, perhaps it's best
that you keep everyone

away from him for as long as you can.

Have they any idea who shot him?

- No, have you?
- No.

Of course, a man in his position

is bound to have some enemies,
but to try to murder him?

Well, that's beyond me.

The accident occurred, I believe,

in front of your father's store.

- Yes.

- Fortunate you happened to be there.

Mr. Baturin will be grateful to you.

- Thank you.

- Well, you'll take good
care of him, won't you?

- We'll do everything in our
power to pull him through.

- Thank you, Doctor.

Yes, I'm sure you will.

- Oh good morning, Professor.

And how's Mr. Baturin?

- Pat, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to run things here

by myself for a long time.

- Oh say, now that's too bad.

- But, I'll do the best I can.

Good morning, Professor.

- Why, why I thought-

- Surprised to see me, eh?

And what
are you doing around here?

- Oh, nothing.

Oh, I see here it'll be quite some time

before the king of Chinatown

will be coming around here
again, if he ever returns.

- Yes, that's right, and fortunately,

things are in very good
shape for me to take over.

- They've already been taken over.

- I don't need any help.

- Neither do I.

- Why, you wouldn't last a
week around here without me.

- No?

- Frank Baturin is the
strongest man in this town.

His political contacts and his employees

have instructions to take orders, from me.

How long do you suppose you could last

if you were to fight the forces

that made Frank Baturin a power?

- Okay, Professor, you
can count yourself in.

- As long as Baturin's out of the picture,

I'm giving orders around here,

and I don't need you.

- Would you prefer to go back east

and finish out that life stretch?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- I do.

You escaped from the
penitentiary on June 27th,

about seven years ago.

You know, letting your hair grow

and wearing those
eyeglasses doesn't fool me.

- No, it doesn't eh?

- No.

- All right, we're partners.

- Those men from the
district attorney's office

are here again.

- They can't see him.

- Well, they won't believe me.

They seem to think

I'm trying to push 'em
around or something.

- I'll talk to them.

I'm sorry, no one can see Mr. Baturin.

- Now, Dr. Ling, be reasonable.

The DA wants some action,

and Mr. Baturin's the
only one who can help us.

- But Mr. Baturin hasn't
regained consciousness.

- As soon as there's any
change, we'll let you know.

- Okay.

- Didn't I tell you nobody
can see Mr. Baturin?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I meant it.

- Yes, ma'am.

- You can't stay here.

- Well, I'm not gonna
leave him here alone.

- We're doing everything possible for him.

- I know, but he'd feel a lot easier

if he knew I was right here,
keeping my eyes on things.

- Here's the result of the
blood grouping test, Dr. Ling.

- Thank you.

Rip's blood doesn't match Mr. Baturin's.

- No wonder he never wins a bet.

- What's the matter, is he worse?

- No, but he needs a transfusion.

- You mean you're gonna put
somebody else's blood in him?

Look, if there's gonna be
any transfusion, I will-

- You'll volunteer?

- Volunteer?
- Shh.

- Why, he might even get
stool pigeon blood in him.

- All right then, come along.

We'll have your blood typed.

Feeling better?

I've been asleep?

- Yes, most of the time for the past week.

- And I'm still alive?

- Dr. Ling is a very stubborn person.

She wouldn't let you die.

- Are you Dr. Ling?

Thanks for saving my life.

Maybe someday, I can pay you back.

- You've already paid me back, by living.

Now you must just rest and be quiet.

You're my prize patient.

I can't afford to lose you now.

- Don't worry, you don't.

- You know these figures can be tripled?

- How well I know it.

But Baturin always insisted
that it was smarter

to keep the game straight.

Ah, he's cockeyed.

- Yes, I know that too.

But he had a few, oh,
shall we say, ethics?

For instance, he never
admitted anyone to his clubs

unless they could afford
to lose big money.

- It's the little money that
counts if there's enough of it.

- Yes, I often tried to
point that out to him too,

but it was no use.

Now with a few changes here and there,

we can raise our income to,

oh I should say about $200,000 a month.

- Somebody's sure to tell Baturin.

- Mike, it'll be a long time
before he can see anybody.

- There's one hitch.

- What's that?

- When we start playing
ball according to our rules,

what about the rest of the gang?

Will they take your word for
it that Baturin ordered it?

- Well, they always have.

By the time he's well
enough to talk business?

- Won't matter, huh?

- Exactly, we'll have complete control.

And when he does send for me,

I'll only tell him the
things we want him to know.

- Mr. Foo?

We represent the Merchants'
Protective Association.

We'd like to have you join up.

- But I have a small business.

- But you need protection.
- No.

- Well, we think you do.

The membership fee is $500 a year.

- No, if I need protection,
I should go to the police.

- I wouldn't do that.

You'd better think it over.

- I have thought it over.

- Okay.

First it was
Su Quang, then Moy Yuen.

Fu Chen disappeared, and no one
has ever heard of him since.

- It's a serious situation.

They should cooperate with the police.

- Fu Chen went to the police.

He is no longer with us.

- We can't let them intimidate us.

- Potatoes, come here.

I told you, you mustn't go in there.

- But I've gotta see the chief.

Everything's busted loose in Chinatown.

- Don't you realize how serious
Mr. Baturin's condition is?

- But you said he was better.

- Of course he's better,

but one of the bullets passed
very close to his heart.

There is a lesion.

The slightest excitement,
or shock of any kind

would prove fatal.

- Lesions?

- Go on, take it off.

He looks like an Airedale.

- Say, whose mustache is this?

Leave it on.

You want me to look
like a Mexican hairless?

- Take it off.

- Leave it on.
- Off.

- On!

- Wouldn't he look better
without his mustache?

- Doctor, please.

- Well, he looks so
much better this morning

than I've ever seen him.

He'll do, with or without.

But I think at that, I like it better on.

- Aha, thanks Dr. Ling.

Dr. Ling, if I'm well
enough to be shoved around,

don't you think I'm well
enough to ask a few questions?

- That depends on the questions.

- Do they know who it
was took a shot at me?

- No.

- Oh, nobody knows.

They're gonna try to find out from you.

- Dolly.

Please, you mustn't think about that now.

There's only one thing you
should be thinking about,

that's getting well.

- All right.

Tell me, hasn't the professor been here?

- The professor?

- Yes, a scholarly looking gentleman.

Well, my business manager.

- Oh yes, he telephones every day.

- Oh, I should see him.

- I'm sorry, but you can't
see anyone for a while.

Not even yourself.

- But I've been out of touch
with things for three weeks.

- Which is more important,
your business or your life?

- Well, there's some difference
of opinion about that.

Personally,

personally, I prefer my life.

- Then you must have
absolute rest and quiet.

- Okay, Doc.

- Now you must rest a while.

I'll go and order you a nice cup of tea.

- Mm, I'd rather have a steak.

- If you are good, you can
have a piece of toast too.

- Toast, eh.

- Be a good patient.

I'll get the tea and toast myself.

- She's a swell girl.

- Yeah, we sure hate to see her go.

- Go?

Go where?

- She's leaving the hospital tomorrow.

- What?

Well, she can't do that.

What's she leaving for?

- She's finished her term.

Going into private practice?

- Well?

- She's going to China.

- China?

Dr. Ling, am I well enough to be moved?

- Moved, where?

- To my home.

I'd be more comfortable there.

- And you'd be able to talk
business there, wouldn't you?

- Oh no, no business, I promise.

- I suppose we could move you,

but you still need a lot
of care and attention.

- I hear you are leaving the hospital.

Yes, I made Dolly tell me all
about your Red Cross unit.

I think it's swell.

- Dolly talks too much.

- Look, you will need a
lot of money for that unit,

and I've got plenty of it.

Come to my home and take care of me.

- You mean stay there?

- Yes.

Well, you can bring Dolly along.

Well, you said yourself
I'm your prize patient.

You wouldn't want anything to
happen to me now, would you?

- No, no.

I can't have anything happen
to any of my patients.

- Well, then you'll do it.

- If I do, you'll let me be boss?

- I won't ask to see anyone,
not even Taters if you say so.

- I'll speak to my father.

Hello, Bob.
- Hello, Mary.

- How are you father?

- We were not expecting
you until tomorrow night.

- They're taking Mr.
Baturin home tomorrow.

- Then your work is finished.

- Not yet, I'm going home with him.

He wants me to stay there
until he's completely well.

- He can get some other doctor.

- Apparently, he prefers me.

He's willing to pay me $200 a day.

- Isn't that rather a large fee for just-

- Money doesn't mean anything to him.

This is our chance to
raise money for our unit.

- Oh, I see.

- I'm sure there must be some
other way of raising money.

- But not so quickly.

- But you know the kind of a man he is.

- A doctor can't always
choose his patients.

But it's our good luck that
I could choose Mr. Baturin.

And he's really very nice
when you get to know him.

- Is he?

- Oh father, you're not
going to be obstinate?

It's a grand break for us.

- We need the money, Baturin doesn't.

- You know how I feel about this man.

- Yes, Father.

I do.

But $200 a day for a month or more

means at least $6,000.

- Well, isn't this
better than the hospital?

- Much.

You have a lovely place here.

- Yeah, must've cost plenty.

- I can afford it.

- Rip says you practically own the town.

- That's a slight
exaggeration, but I, who's Rip?

Oh yeah, I see, the boyfriend.

- That's what he thinks.

- Have you a boyfriend?

- Wouldn't it be tragic if I hadn't?

- Is it that young lawyer, Bob Li?

- Do you know Bob?

- Oh, only in a business way.

Nice chap.

Are you going to marry him?

- Perhaps, someday.

- But you don't love him?

- I certainly do.

- But you are not in love with him.

- I certainly am.

- Oh, me thinks the lady
doth protest too much.

Now, come on now.

Come on, the truth.

- I don't trust people who
quote Shakespeare so glibly.

- Come here, sit by me.

I can't tell what you're
thinking when you're so far away.

- There, can you when I'm here?

- You probably studied
Shakespeare when you were a kid.

I had to wait 'til I grew up,

and could afford to take time off

to find out there even was such a guy.

You see those shacks down
there along the shore?

I was born in a place like that.

You'd be surprised what a climb it's been,

up to a hilltop like this.

- But you made it.

- Yeah, but you don't approve
of my methods, do you?

- How about a little backgammon?

- Okay, I'll settle for
a game of backgammon.

- You know, Taters, you're
a pretty loyal person.

You haven't been away from Mr. Baturin

since the night of the accident.

- Well, you see, I sort of figured

that the guy that took
those shots at the chief

didn't like him.

It wouldn't be any good
for you and the doc

to do all this good work,
and have the guy come back

and finish him off.

- Who do you think shot him?

- I said, who do you think shot him?

- Oh, well, it might've been one guy.

No foolin'.

- I suppose you know a lot of
people don't approve of me.

- I think you're capable
of having their approval,

if you wanted it.

- Thank you.

Your father doesn't like me, does he?

- Is there any reason why he shouldn't?

- Mary, you should have been a politician.

But don't worry, your father
has nothing to fear from me.

- Why should he fear you?

- Oh, a little difference of
opinion on a business matter,

but I think,

but I never discuss business with a woman.

- You're first.

- Yes.

You know, Mary, I used to work like a dog.

Honest, backbreaking work.

Well, in 10 years I saved $5,000,

and then I decided I was a sucker.

It would take me a lifetime
to accumulate enough

to give me security and happiness.

And so, I decided to get it the easy way.

- And did you find happiness?

- I'm not sure, since I met you.

And so I made a small fortune
during the next six months,

and it's been that way ever since.

And now, you see?

I'm sitting on top of the world.

- You like to sit on top
of the world, don't you?

- Oh, I didn't make that long
climb just to be pushed down.

- You know, I don't like it.

Now that he's home, we should
be getting some word from him.

- And why don't you stop worrying?

The doctor's still on the job, isn't she?

- And just what is she up to?

Living in his house, keeping
everybody from seeing him.

You can't even get him on the phone.

- But what do you care,

as long as she keeps
him outta circulation?

- Why should we give him
a chance to surprise us?

- I don't suppose she could keep him

outta circulation indefinitely?

But, wait a minute.

Maybe she can.

Dr. Chang Ling, I believe?

- Yes?

- My, you have a nice business
here, haven't you, Doctor?

- Surely you are not interested
in my humble business.

- Oh, but I am.

You see, you are a very
important man in this community.

- You may as well cross the bridge.

I am on the other side ahead of you.

You want me to join your association?

Is that it?

- Well, of course it's merely

for your own protection, Doctor.

- And not for the effect on my friends?

Suppose I do not wish to join?

- Dr. Ling, I understand
your daughter is the doctor

in charge of Mr. Baturin.

- Yes?

- And from what I hear,

she's very capable,
and most conscientious.

Oh, do you mind if I smoke?

Oh, sorry.

Maybe you do, too.

No?

Now, Dr. Ling, if your charming daughter

were not quite so-
- Conscientious?

- Exactly.

Dr. Ling, you're a smart man.

Smart enough to know that Chinatown

might not mind very much
if it's so-called king

were to remain outta circulation
for an indefinite period.

- Whatever my personal feelings,
or my daughter's might be,

she is first and foremost a doctor.

And as such, is loyal to
the oath of her profession.

Naturally.

- Good day.

- Undoubtedly, she would miss you

should you ever happen to take,

shall we say, a long journey?

- And if it were necessary,
you could identify him?

- I'm sure that I could.

- You realize what this will mean?

- What about Mary?

Are you willing to jeopardize her safety?

- I shall insist that my daughter

leave Mr. Baturin's home at once.

- No please, Dr. Ling, don't do that.

I wouldn't tip off our hand that way.

Not for a few days, anyway.

- You don't want Mary
involved with the police.

- We'll see to it that Dr.
Mary Ling is not involved.

For the moment, the professor
seems to be running things,

but actually, he's only
a front for Baturin,

and Baturin's the man we're after.

- Do you think you can get a
conviction on the professor?

- You've given me enough for that.

But first, I'm going to
give him a chance to talk.

And I'm sure he'll talk Mr. Baturin

right into the grand jury room.

- Chang Ling has just been
down to the DA's office.

- What?
- What happened?

- We've been following
him, just like you told us.

First he went to his lawyer's office,

then the two of them tailored
over to the city hall.

He was with the DA almost an hour.

- I thought you were pals with the Lings.

- Get out.

After all, it's only
his word against mine.

- Yeah, and when they start
digging into your past

to find out how good your word is,

then it'll be up the whole works.

Looks like I'll have to do
all the thinking around here.

- All you'll have to do is keep quiet.

I'll take care of the Lings.

- And wind up in jail on
account of your dumb tricks?

No.

- You know, I'm beginning to think

that maybe Baturin was
right about you, Gordon.

Yes.

You always were too big for your job.

- Charming custom, afternoon tea.

Oh, but then your people have
so many charming customs.

- We only thought of the idea.

It took the English to publicize it.

- Yes, exactly.

Oh, speaking of publicity, Doctor,

do you think I could-

- See a newspaper today?

No, I'm afraid not.

And you mustn't always ask me-

- I know, I know.

I mustn't see anyone, or
use the telephone, I know.

Yes, Heath?

- Dr. Ling is wanted on the phone.

- Ah, see?

She can use it.

- I'll be right back.

- Quick, before she gets back.

- What?

- Sometime today, I want
to telephone the professor.

- Nothing doing, you
know about her orders.

- I know, I know, but
I've got to talk to him.

- Oh gee, boss.

I promised her I ain't gonna let you talk

no business to nobody.

- I know, you see, but you-

- That Miss Dolly will skin me alive.

- Well, can you at least go
down to the Silver Club for me?

- Well, maybe I could do that.

- That's good.

- But you gotta promise
you won't tell her.

- Oh, don't worry.

Look, check up with the professor,

and give him this message.

What I said about that herb
doctor, Chang Ling, still goes.

He is not to be molested, understand?

- You mean lay off Chang Ling?

- Yeah, yeah, that's it.

- Okay.
- No, here.

This way, you can use my car.

- I think possibly you can
see him in a day or two.

- What, in a day or two?

Oh, yes, yes.

Well, that's fine actually.

Oh yes, yes, of course, I'll phone you.

All right, thank you Dr. Ling, goodbye.

- He's okay?

- Well, I told you that.

- So what do we do now?

- Let me see.

Perhaps I'll call on Baturin,

and suggest that he go
away for a long rest.

- Why stall around?

- Or, perhaps we'll just sit tight

and wait for him to drop in on us.

- Yeah.

And when he does, give
him a real nice welcome.

Let's go.

- I gotta tell the boss.

- Here, where do you think you're going?

- I gotta see the chief, quick.

- Not the way you're
steamed up, you don't.

- But I got to, it's Mike.

He's still alive.

- That must be very gratifying for Mike.

Now, who's Mike?

- Mike Gordon.

He's the guy who tried
to muscle in on, oh.

All I gotta say is that if the chief knew

he was still living, he'd hit the ceiling.

- That's all he needs, to hit the ceiling.

Do you want to kill him?

- Well, you don't understand.

Mike Gordon's the guy
took the shot at him.

I got-
- Say that again.

- What?

- Did you say that this
Mike Gordon's the man

who shot Mr. Baturin?

- That's right.

- How do you know this?

- Because the chief
had him put on the, oh.

You won't tell him I told you that.

Oh, he'd kill me.

- He'd better not while I'm around.

Look Taters, it'll only be a few days

when Mr. Baturin will
be back at the office.

Then you can tell him anything you want.

But right now forget it, will you?

- Well, you're the boss.

- And you're the nicest man I know.

- I knew you'd wanna see me, Professor.

How do you do, Philips?

- How's Baturin?

- I'm sure that you're too much on the job

not to know exactly the
state of Baturin's health.

Have a cigar?

- Thanks, I don't care if I do.

It's unfortunate that
he fell into the hands

of such a capable doctor.

- He'd hardly agree with you on that.

- But perhaps you might?

If Baturin had died the night he was shot,

you'd have been the logical man

to take things over, wouldn't you?

- Now, I do hope as his manager,

that I have satisfactorily
taken care of his business

while he's been unable to do so himself.

- Nevertheless, it would've
been to your advantage

if he'd kicked off, wouldn't it?

- What do you mean?

- Just where were you the
night Baturin was shot?

- Why, I was right here.

And there are any number of
people who can tell you that.

- Yes, of course.

We've checked on your whereabouts,

and naturally you have a perfect alibi.

Still, it would've been to your advantage.

- Now, of course, you've,

you've also checked up on the
whereabouts of Mike Gordon?

- Now don't try to pull anything, Gordon.

You'd better come along quietly.

- All right, let's go.

- Hello, Jeff.
- Oh, hello.

- You two were with Mike Gordon

the night Baturin was shot, weren't you?

- Who says so?

- Where did he go when he left you?

- Oh, out to celebrate the New Year's.

- With a gun?
- No, fireworks.

- You can tell that to
the district attorney.

Come on, Larry.

- Going any place in particular?

- Who wants to know?

- The district attorney

would like to have a
little chat with you boys.

- And Mike Gordon has confessed.

He's given us the whole setup.

We're all ready to clean
up the entire outfit.

- Including Baturin?
- Including Baturin.

We'll arrest him tonight.

- Wait a minute, Mary.

Let me look at you.

Very beautiful.

You look happy.

- I am, I'm celebrating.

My recovery?

- Yes, that's it.

You're much too healthy not to be working.

- Well, if you had said that a month ago,

you couldn't have held me back, Mary.

But now, you know this is the
first vacation I've ever had.

I was pretty sore in the beginning

when it kept me from seeing anybody,

or even thinking about business.

- You thought it couldn't
go on without you.

- Yes, but I guess it has.

- I'm sure it has.

You have an efficient manager.

- Yes, the professor.

He knows what I want.

- Yes, I know.

- I suppose as soon as you leave here,

you'll be off for China.

- I hope so.

- I wish you wouldn't go.

Don't go, Mary.

- Give up the Red Cross unit?

- Oh no, send someone else.

I'll give you all the money you need.

- You're very generous.

- You can help people right
here in your own country.

Look what you've done for me.

- I had to pull you through.

Any good doctor could have done the same.

- Maybe cured my body, but
you've helped me in other ways.

Mary, I'll make you
tops in your profession.

I'll' build a clinic for you.

- I'm sorry.

- Well, I see I can't change your mind.

You remember that $5,000
I told you had saved?

Take it.

Use it in your work.

Well, don't hesitate to take it.

It's honest money.

I held onto it for, well,
sentimental reasons.

- Thank you, I'll be glad to use it.

- I won't be long, wait here.

- Tell me, Mary.

Do you think it's possible for a man

to do a complete about face?

- I think it might be possible.

- If he really wanted to?

What if I said I did?

- You'd have to change
conditions in Chinatown.

- Oh, it's easy.

Didn't I give orders that your
father was not to be annoyed?

- What about the others?

- The others?

Well, I can give more
orders if you insist.

- You really want to make an about face,

I wouldn't have to insist.

- I beg your pardon, sir.

There's a gentleman to see you, Doctor.

- To see me?
- Yes.

He said he was your father.

- My father?

Will you excuse me?

Hello, Father.

Did you get my message?

- Message, no.

- Then what brings you all the way-

- I came out here to
take you home with me.

- Now?
- Yes, now.

- What's happened?

- I'd rather you left this house.

- Father, would you have a
little talk with Mr. Baturin?

- I have nothing to say to him.

- Let him talk, you just listen.

- Never mind, Heath, I'll answer it.

Hello.
- Hello, boss?

This is Joe.

Taters at the Silver Club.

He told me to call you up.

- What's the matter, Joe, what's up?

- Mike Gordon's not dead.

- Why didn't I know about it?

- The cops just picked up Mike,

and he's shooting off his mouth plenty.

The professor gave orders
to get Dr. Chang Ling.

- What?

Now what are you trying-

- No, wait a minute.

And the professor's on
his way up to get you.

You gotta watch your step, boss.

- Thank you, Joe.

I wouldn't
bother about that.

- Get away from that desk.

- You're out of your mind.

You don't know what you're doing.

- Whatever I'm doing,
you're in it right with me.

Put the gun down.

- Now, don't be a fool.

Stay where you are.

Stay where you are, or I'm gonna shoot.

- Put that gun down.

- Stay where you are!

Me-

- Not in a hurry, are you Professor?

- Oh, hello Philips.

If you're looking for
Baturin, he's right in there.

- That's fine, but we wouldn't think

of leaving you out of this.

Mike and some of the other boys

are getting pretty lonesome

down there in the jail, waiting for you.

- Well, let me tell you.

- Please.

- Too bad, Philips.

You were a little late.

It seems the professor was even more

efficient than I thought.

You should've let Taters tell me, Mary.

- Don't talk any more now.

- I'm sorry I couldn't
have that little talk

with your father, Mary.

I know.

- But you tell him

everything will be all
right now in Chinatown.

Mary?

- Yes?

- Will you do something for me?

I want you to buy the finest equipment

and ambulances you can get.

Hurry, hurry, they need you there.

I'll be with you.

Hurry,

hurry.