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Soldier of Fortune (1955)

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Soldier of Fortune (1955)

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All ashore that's going ashore

for Hong Kong.

All ashore for Hong Kong.

I think it would be extremely unfortunate

if this were the last time I saw you, Mrs. Hoyt.

My office is across the bay,

Hong Kong side...

on Connaught Road.

My card.

It just might

be useful someday.

Hong Kong is like any other large city-

very difficult without friends.

I suggest you call me before

you come over. I'm not always in.

Mrs. Hoyt.

- Yes?

- I'm Frank Stewart, United States Consulate.

It's good of you

to meet me.

It was a mandate after the storm you started

in the newspapers and with your senator...

but I'm sure

it'll be a pleasure.

Would you come with me, please?

But tell me, Mr. Stewart,


do you have any new information?

I'm sorry. Look, you must realize

there's been very little we can do.

This is a Crown colony, you know.

The British have been most cooperative.

I made an appointment tomorrow morning with

the inspector who found your husband's cameras.

You mean I have to wait

until tomorrow morning?

He's with the marine police.

He's out on patrol now.

I'm sure he'll give you


what information he has.

Inspector Merryweather.

Very nice chap.

However, I think

it's only fair to warn you...

not to expect too much.

The British, naturally,

take a most realistic attitude.

They have made inquiries,


done what they could...

but they are reluctant to force

an issue over a foreigner...

who went into China

without even a visa.

I'm going

to find my husband, Mr. Stewart.

I made a reservation for you

at the Peninsula Hotel.

It's just a short way


from the docks.

- Good morning.

- Oh.

- Anything for me?

- No, General. Business is as usual-rotten.

I thought, perhaps,

with a ship arriving-

If anyone wants a guide,

I'll let you know.

I, uh-I've had


so many obligations lately.

If it is not inconvenient,

I could use a small advance.

It is inconvenient.

Go away.

Don't start telling me about the good

old days when you were a big general.

- Go back to China.

- You know I can't do that.

Then just go away.


I'm busy.

- Goldie.

- Morning, monsieur.

Good morning, Goldie.

Breakfast, quick.

- With plain water, monsieur.

- And make it double.

Goldie, take a bottle of champagne

to the fright wig.

Maybe it'd start her day off right.

But please don't tell her where it came from.

I don't want to

have to talk to her. Hey.

Name?

Goldie,

madame or mademoiselle?

- Just come off ship.

- I can see that.

- She American girl.

- And no man with her?

It just doesn't happen these days.

Find out all about her.

The boy will show you

to your room, Mrs. Hoyt.

Bring down coxswain.

Sampan!

I'll just take a look around.

It might keep me awake.

Go away, policeman.

No trouble here.

I just want to see

your I.D. card.

- I do nothing bad.

- I know.

- Pictures. Me.

- Pretty good.

You should be in films.

- Oh, American man take pictures.

- Really?

You stay out of trouble.

Carry on, 303.

It's almost 4:00.

- Good morning, sir.

- Good morning.

- The lady is waiting, sir.

- I shall never get any sleep.

- The American lady, sir.

- I had completely forgotten.

- Send in those cameras, 303.

- Yes, sir.

- Inspector Merryweather?

- Mrs. Hoyt.

- Good morning.

- How do you do?

Please forgive my appearance. I've been

mucking about the harbor all night.

It's pretty warm for so early in the day.

There's probably a typhoon brewing.

Inspector,

you know why I'm here.

It's unfortunate

about your husband, Mrs. Hoyt.

I wish he'd talked to us before he went into China.

We could probably have discouraged him.

What's wrong with wanting to do

a picture story on life in China as it is today?

- Would you sit down, Mrs. Hoyt?

- Yes. Thank you.

I'd like to point out to you...

the futility of a one-woman crusade

against a whole nation.

Official inquiries from our government

have brought nothing but silence.

But surely there must be some sort

of underground, Inspector.

I'm very junior on this force.

My only connection with this affair is...

I happened to find your husband's cameras

on the junk that took him behind the line.

What about the captain of this junk?

Couldn't we find him and question him?

We did that.

Of course, we could do it again.

Unfortunately, there are thousands of junks,

and they're continually moving about.

Also, the chances are the junk master

might not tell us the truth.

The water people

are very uncooperative...

and worse yet,

a lot of them work for Hank Lee.

- Who's Hank Lee?

- A disgrace to your country.

Why? What does he do?

Unofficially, I'd like to say

your Hank Lee is a gangster.

Smuggling is one

of his lesser vices.

He'd do anything

to make a dollar, and has.

Unfortunately, he's very clever.

We haven't been able to prove a single thing yet.

Well, now, how can he operate?

This is British territory.

A few miles of land, yes,

but just outside, the waters are Chinese.

There they do as they please,

and so does Hank Lee.

Oh, inside the colony

he's very careful.

Could you put me

in touch with Hank Lee?

I'd be the last person in the world

to set you up with Lee.

He doesn't fancy policemen.

Come in.

Thank you.

Those are Louis' cameras.

ByJove.

Last night, I came across

a sampan girl.

She had some very recent

pictures of herself, most professional.

You know, Mrs. Hoyt, a good policeman

is supposed to stick to the facts...

and ignore the existence of hope.

However, these girls move around a great deal,

but if she's still there, I'll talk to her.

- She may be able to tell us something.

- Thank you, Inspector.

- You're a good policeman.

- My chief might not feel the same way...

so please remember,

I'm acting unofficially.

You might make a few inquiries

at a place called Tweedie's.

It's just up Nathan Road.

Open nights only.

- Your husband went there frequently.

- Thank you.

And so, all women is trouble.

I don't care

if she is queen of Bulgaria...

or head of the Girl Scouts.

I don't mean there is

anything wrong with women.

I like 'em, but not

in my place, understand?

Because a woman alone

is trouble...

and two of them alone

is twice as much trouble...

and three of them alone

can start a riot with a smile.

Now, it ain't their fault.

You take a creature

God put on this earth...

and train her

from the time she can think...

that her only chance

for a decent life...

is to be as attractive

as she can all the time...

and you've

got yourself trouble.

If I was a woman,

I'd be trouble too.

Now, if you try to separate

the respectable troublemakers...

from the unrespectable ones,

you'll just drive yourself crazy.

You understand? How are

you gonna say one woman is wrong...

because she accepts

a slight financial reward...

from a guy

she don't know too well...

and another woman is right

when she puts the bite on her husband...

for a fur coat he can't afford...

so he goes bankrupt and takes

a dive out of the window?

Who's right?

- What will you have, miss?

- Scotch and soda, please.

- Thank you.

- Told them waiters a thousand times...

never to serve no woman

who was alone.

- You know her, Matt?

- I've never seen her before.

- She ain't local.

- Gunner?

- She ain't trouble.

- Who says?

I do. There's no paint on her hull,

and her fingernails ain't red...

and she's having a real drink

instead of a phony orange...

and she ain't paying no attention

to them Aussies at the table.

Maybe she's looking

for somebody.

- Icky?

- Throw her out, I say.

Yeah, I guess I have to.

Let one of'em get away with it,

they'll all come.

Hello, sister.

Kind of in the wrong place, ain't ya?

I don't think so.

Beat it. Now.

Forget the drink.

It's on the house.

Hello, Jane.

Sorry I'm late. I hope you haven't

been waiting too long.

Hi, Tweedie.

Hi, my boy.

Dinner, please.

I'll send the waiter

with the sauce.

Well, whatever your name is,

I don't know whether to thank you or not.

Well, it all depends on how long

you wanted to stay here.

Unescorted women are poison

in Tweedie's place.

So I gathered.

My name is Rene Dupont Chevalier.

I'm a Frenchman.

Ah, there we are.

- I think you'd better leave now.

- Mais porquoi?

You haven't accomplished

what you came for.

You couldn't stay here

without me. Now, look.

A girl like you doesn't come

to Hong Kong alone these days...

unless it's very necessary.

You have much on your mind.

I can see that

by the way you look...

the way you talk and walk...

and I like what I see.

- You missed.

- Oh, many people wear wedding rings.

- But this one means something.

- Ah, so?

- You're a cynic.

- I'm also thirsty.

Where is your husband?

- I don't know.

- Well, this is most convenient.

Will he stay away

like a gentleman?

- He's a prisoner somewhere in China.

- Oh.

I also was a prisoner.

It seems a long, long time ago.

Now I got it!

- Hoyt. He was a photographer, wasn't he?

- You know him?

Well, we had

a few drinks one night.

Chap named

Fernand Rocha was along.

They were making

some plans together.

- Where does this man Rocha live?

- Oh, I don't know.

I- I talk too much anyway.

Now, look.

If you don't mind,

I'm getting kind of little sleepy.

You take care of the thing here

and I'd like to-

Oh!

Uh-uh, sister.

I'll look after this for him.

- Now beat it!

- I will not! Not until I'm ready!

You want me to call the police?

Big Matt, Gunner.

Haul him to the usual place

and let him sleep it off, huh?

You must be real hard up.

- Here.

- I don't need your money.

Tell me, do you know

where I can find a Maxine Chan?

Yeah. She runs a curio shop

on Hangkau Road.

- A lot of junk, but she sells it.

- Thanks.

Did you know Louis Hoyt?

Hoyt? Used to

recite poetry a lot?

All the time smiling as if he had

some joke he wouldn't tell nobody?

Yeah, I knew him.

Sometimes he was

an interesting problem. He's dead.

You must be mistaken.

You're wrong!

Well, I ain't wrong very often.

People keep me posted.

I sure remember his poetry now

because it was so pretty.

He was awful good at it.

Made up some of his own too.

Very surprising.

Why so interested?

You chasing him for some special reason?

He's my husband.

Oh. Too bad.

Well, you still got

a lot of your life ahead of you...

and a young widow

who is clean and in no trouble-

Tell me exactly how you know

my husband is dead!

If I was to tell you exactly, I'd never learn

anything else, and that I can't afford to do.

Now run along like the little lady

you pretend to be.

You got no idea what a strain

it is keeping a place like this respectable.

- Do you know where I can find a man named Rocha?

- No. Beat it.

- Good morning.

- I'm looking for Maxine Chan.

I'm Maxine.

May I help you?

I'm so glad

you speak English.

I went to school in California.

I was a cheerleader for UCLA.

I know you.

You're Louis Hoyt's wife.

He showed me your picture, and it was

a smiling picture, so now I recognize you.

Well, I'm glad he did.

That's a healthy sign.

Do not worry

about your husband.

He's a wonderful guy.

He makes everyone around him feel good.

Do you know that

he left Hong Kong?

Oh, no. I've wondered.

For three months now,

I've tried everything to find him.

Can you help me?

I don't know what I could do.

Would a man named Rocha

have any information?

He might.

They spent a lot of time together.

- Where could I find him?

- I don't know.

He used to work for Hank Lee.

- Do you know Hank Lee?

- Of course.

I've heard a lot about him.

What kind of a man is he?

I think he's the most wonderful man

in the world.

Well, how could I approach him?

I'm a-I'm a total stranger.

I was once a stranger to him.

He put up the money

for this shop.

Oh.

I haven't seen him in a long time.

He may be away.

I'll telephone him for you.

[Cantonese] 22153

[Cantonese] Hello?

[Cantonese] Is Mr. Hank there?

[Cantonese] Okay. Thank you.

[Cantonese] Hank, I'm Maxine.

[Cantonese] Long time no see. How are you?

[Cantonese] Hank, you know Louis Hoyt went to mainland China and disappeared.

[Cantonese] His wife is here in Hong Kong and wants you to help her find him.

[Cantonese] Yes, she is very pretty.

[Cantones

Be ready at the hotel. 5:30 tonight.

- He will send a car for you.

- Will you be there?

He didn't invite me.

Thank you, Maxine.

I'm terribly sorry. The sampan girl isn't

there anymore. Probably got frightened.

And there's no way to find her?

There's 2.5 million people in the Hong Kong area.

I'll keep looking though.

You seem to have done a little better.

This car is well-known.

- I'm praying he'll help me.

- He might.

58306, please.

- Hello.

- Gunner? Madame Dupree here.

- So, what's on your mind?

- I'm hungry and I'm broke.

Lots of people are.

I have some interesting

information.

It should be worth

a meal to Tweedie.

- What is it this time?

- I'll tell you when I get the chow.

Hang on a minute. It's Dupree.

She wants to trade

some information for a meal.

Tweedie says chow down.

Well, Mrs. Hoyt,

how nice to see you again.

I must congratulate Hank

for succeeding where I have failed.

- Is Mr. Lee a friend of yours?

- We're associates in a business way.

Don't forget, Mrs. Hoyt,

if you need anything...

I'm at 464

Connaught Road West.

[Cantonese] Have a seat.

Thank you.

Stick 'em up!

I could have clobbered you,

but there's no fun in shootin' women.

Well, not unless

they steal your cattle.

What's your name, partner?

- Billy Lee. What's yours?

- Jane Hoyt.

- Shake, partner.

- Howdy.

- Say, where do you come from?

- America.

- k*lled any Indians?

- Not lately.

Ever ride in a stagecoach?

My daddy says women always ride

in them. It's in the cinema too.

Well, sort of. I've been on a bus.

When I go to America,

I'm gonna arrest all the bandits.

I'll hang the very bad ones

from the trees.

Hey, Billy,

don't be so bloodthirsty.

- Hi, Daddy!

- Hi.

I'm Hank Lee, Mrs. Hoyt.

She says

she comes from America...

but she's never k*lled an Indian

or a bandit, I bet.

I'm going to buy you a spaceship

just to get you off the subject.

There aren't any Indians

on the stars.

Okay, okay.

Then sh**t yourself some Martians.

How can I

when they have no blood?

- Will you tell me how kids know such things?

- I've often wondered.

Well, you should hear his sister.

After listening to her prayers-

Hey, Daddy,

you could too do it.

What are you

doing out of bed?

- You could too do it.

- Do what?

Take a big balloon,

fill it up with dark night air...

and then let it out when you want

to sleep in the daytime.

You go to bed, both of you.

- How many children do you have, Mr. Lee?

- Three.

The oldest boy's going to school

in the States. He's 13, and I miss him.

You know, somehow I-

I didn't picture you as being married.

I'm not. Never have been.

How about a drink?

I have some of the best sherry

you ever tasted.

- Sit over there, please.

- Thanks.

With so many refugees in Hong Kong,

the water supply is very critical.

I don't like to put a strain on it.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Would you like to hear Chicago?

- Chicago?

Sometimes I sit out here alone

and just listen to it.

I had this recording

made specially.

I take it Chicago is your home.

Well, it was once.

I guess it's here now.

Well, you don't seem

very cheerful about it.

You always want

what you can't have.

They did a pretty good job

of this...

except they left out

the steam shovels and the elevated.

Uh, Maxine told me

about your husband.

- Can I talk to you about him?

- If it'll make you feel better.

I was hoping

you could help me.

That's just possible.

Uh, my main business

is helping Hank Lee.

What about the little girl

and Billy and the boy in the States?

Were they just a matter

of helping Hank Lee?

No, Billy was a special case.

Somebody left him at the gate.

I came home late

one night and almost ran over him.

- Naturally, I couldn't leave him there.

- Naturally.

And the little girl,

where does she come from-Mars...

where the people

have no blood?

No, she was born to a pal of mine

in Bangkok. A slight mistake.

The boy in the States,

where does he come from?

Manila. He sort of

attached himself to me.

He was on the streets

right after the w*r...

eyes bigger than his stomach,

like so many others.

Little beggar was always at my heels

with that "no mama, no papa" routine.

I found out he was telling the truth.

What could I do?

- Were you in the service, Mr. Lee?

- Wasn't everybody?

Tell me something. You planning

on having some more children?

You're talking

to a confused man.

My voice was never made

for singing lullabies.

You know what I like about you?

You're in trouble, and you can still laugh.

That takes something special.

How about some dinner?

The cook bawls me out if I'm not on time.

- I hadn't thought-

- Come on. You'll enjoy it.

New England boiled dinner tonight.

Take you right back home.

Now, what could

a dame like her...

be doing in Hank Lee's

fancy auto?

Talking with a police inspector.

They finally catching up

with Hank Lee?

Don't make sense.

You got any ideas, Icky?

- Icky, you gone deaf?

- Huh?

I say, if the British

are putting the bongo on Hank...

maybe we could appropriate

some of his business.

- You got any ideas?

- Yeah, I got a wonderful idea.

My curiosity won't stand it

any longer.

What are all these books for?

Seasoning with my food.

Except for breakfast with the kids,

I usually eat alone.

I got books all over the house.

They keep me company.

I hope they make me smart,

but I don't know.

I got an awful lot to make up.

Sometimes I think it's impossible.

I never went beyond

the sixth grade.

I'm trying to fix things so I don't

move my lips when I read. That isn't easy.

I live it up pretty well

for a gravel truck driver...

and I own the biggest fleet

of junks on the China coast.

- What do the junks do?

- Carry cargo, naturally.

No use fooling with fishing junks.

They never make any money.

- But your junks do.

- Plenty. Go on. Eat.

I'm not very hungry.

Mr. Lee, I have $7,000.

I'll give it to you the minute

Louis is over the border.

- I don't want your money.

- Oh, it's not my money.

It was subscribed

in small amounts by his friends.

What kind of a man

has that many friends?

- Louis' kind.

- Well, $7,000 doesn't mean anything to me.

How about Fernand Rocha

or Tweedie?

Would they be interested?

Lady, you need a protector.

Hello.

[Cantonese] Thank you.

- Rita is about to arrive.

- If you're expecting someone-

No. Stick around. We'll watch her entrance.

She kicks up quite a fuss.

Your friend sounds very interesting.

She isn't exactly a friend of mine.

She's too hard on junks.

Come on.

The balcony's the best place.

Rita.

I don't know why

they name them after women...

except they're

sort of unpredictable.

- Will you help me?

- Why should I?

What's the percentage in risking

my neck for another man's wife?

I should have known better.

You know,

for a little while tonight...

I thought

I'd met a real man...

the kind people talk about

and read about, but I was wrong.

You're a shell.

A lonely, blowhard shell.

You fancy yourself

a soldier of fortune...

and you partially get away with it

because you're in a foreign country...

but to me, mister,

you're just a gangster...

a throwback.

I hope you enjoy

living with yourself.

- What are you like when you really get mad?

- You almost found out.

Drop in again when you're ready

to make a deal that might be interesting.

I don't need you.

I'll find him myself... somehow.

I wish you luck.

[Cantonese] Start the car!

I ain't going out in this.

It ain't safe!

A body would drown.

No sense in diluting beer

with water.

No!

What's the matter

with you Aussies?

You afraid of a little old wind?

Now, when I used to

fly into Hanoi-

All the wind comes from

garlic-eating Frenchies.

Oh, is that so?

Waiter, another beer.

You gonna let him

get away with that, Percy?

We'll have a drink!

What's the matter?

Are you sick?

Ain't she wonderful?

Ain't she beautiful?

- Who?

- Her.

- You're drunk.

- I ain't drunk. I never been more sober.

- I love her.

- Ain't you never gonna grow up?

If you can't remember your own age,

remember hers.

She's a princess,

a genuine Russian princess.

- Yeah, well, she costs a lot to feed.

- I don't care!

But, Icky, I-

I need time to think.

It's no good being alone

when you're old.

We ain't got time to think.

That there fellow was a pastor once.

All right, Icky.

Ladies and gentlemen.

It may surprise you to know

that before I came to the Far East...

I was a Welsh magistrate-

- Ah, stow it!

- Go home.

And as such,

I am still invested...

with authority to perform

a civil ceremony.

- Ah, sit down!

- Gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

Will you please be so good

as to postpone your disagreement?

Thank you.

It's been some time

since I joined two souls in matrimony.

Icky and Madame Dupree

have sought my assistance-

Wait a minute!

I don't want nothing goin' on

in here that ain't legal.

- Are you sure you know the right words to say?

- Certainly.

Well, go on.

What are you waiting for?

I think we might create an aisle

with the chairs just along there.

Everybody help.

Tweedie, will you give the bride away?

- No.

- Well, someone must.

We want things quite proper.

All right.

Get out of here.

Oh, you-

I want to go

to 464 Connaught Road West.

- Yes, miss?

- I'd like to see Mr. Lee.

- Name, please?

- Mrs. Hoyt.

There's no money in it. Dump it in the sea,

and get those three junks up here from Manila.

- Yes, sir.

- What do you want?

Lady wait outside.

Name Mrs. Hoyt.

Mrs. Hoyt?

Send her in.

Get out of here.

You got a lot of nerve.

- I need it.

- I like nerve.

I've-I've reconsidered

some of the things I said.

- And now you want to do business?

- Yes.

Look at me.

I went everywhere today,

anyplace he might have been...

trying for any bit of information.

I was hoping-

Take it easy.

There's a place

called the Peacock.

Serves the best food in Hong Kong.

The real thing.

- Ever had it?

- No.

Try it with me?

Yes.

I sure like the way

you make decisions.

[Cantonese] Okay. Okay.

The Chicago arrives any minute.

I just had a signal.

- Unload it and stand by until you hear from me.

- Yes, sir.

How come you didn't try to stop

that husband from going into China?

It wasn't very bright

of him or you.

I never tried to stop him

from doing anything he wanted to do.

I married him for what he was,

not for what I thought he should be.

Sounds like he could use

a little growing up.

If I'd tried to talk him out of it,

after a while it would be something else...

then something else, until finally,

I might manufacture a man...

I could barely recognize,

and I could never change him back.

Here's the Peacock.

- I hope you worked yourself up an appetite.

- That I did.

- Walking with you is sort of a track meet.

- Oh, poor little girl.

Maybe I'd better carry you

up the stairs.

You'd look pretty silly

if you fell on your face.

I wish you hadn't done that.

Why?

Well, for one thing,

Louis isn't here to defend himself.

I'm beginning to wish he was.

- That'll be it, Ying.

- When Captain Hank come back? Long time now no come.

Mr. Lee is indulging himself

in the lighter pursuits these days.

You tell him, please,

I keep his cabin nice.

All men like

see Captain Hank.

Cheerio.

And that's my story.

Officially, I'm dead.

The navy was glad

to get rid of me.

I socked an officer

the night the Japs gave in.

- Were you right or wrong?

- You're always wrong when you hit an officer.

You know what I think?

I think you like being in the wrong.

Take that "I'm better than you" look

off your face.

It doesn't suit you.

You're with me now because

you think I can help your husband...

which is just

looking out for yourself.

Well, all right, maybe I will.

I want your husband

out of China more than you do.

I wish he was sitting here right now

so I could stand a chance with you.

I can't fight a ghost.

Now, everything clear?

It's very clear.

Well, now that you know,

we'll let it ride temporarily...

until I see what I can do

about your husband.

- Any complaints?

- No.

- Eating well?

- What difference does it make?

Have you read

the new literature I sent you?

There wasn't anything else to do.

Who writes your stuff-

Harriet Beecher Stowe?

How did it impress you?

I prefer comic books.

As an American,

you, of all people, should know...

that building

a new nation is no joke.

Nations fall when they lose

their sense of humor.

- Who said that?

- I did.

Just dreamed it up.

You have an interesting mind, Hoyt.

Would you give me

a straight answer to one question?

- It depends.

- What would happen to a Chinese...

who entered your country illegally

and photographed military installations?

I did not take

any military photographs.

I came here to get

a scoop for a magazine.

We could possibly

have forgiven you...

if you were not

an army officer.

- As it is-

- That was a long time ago.

I was a shave-tail lieutenant.

The army and I separated permanently.

If you would give me

the full story...

I would do my best to arrange

your early return to Hong Kong.

I've told you all there

is to tell a hundred times.

It was my own idea,

and it looks like I'm stuck with it.

I suggest you think

about your wife...

in connection with telling us

the real reason why you came to China.

I've been thinking plenty about her.

Her name is Jane, isn't it?

No. Matilda.

Your Jane is a most attractive woman.

Where is she tonight?

How would I know?

We are better informed.

She is in Hong Kong

with a man named Henry Lee.

You have been away now

for a considerable time.

Turn the record over

on the other side.

Interesting, isn't it, Lieutenant?

Stop calling me lieutenant.

You will notice that Mrs. Hoyt...

is not exactly grieving

at your absence.

She always liked jokes.

Notice the hands.

She's reaching

across the table, holding his.

Even my limited knowledge

of Americans...

assures me that it is not customary

to hold hands...

during the telling of a joke.

I suggest you visualize her...

say a month from now,

in that man's arms.

See him caress her...

listen to the quick breathing...

and have the courage

to admit...

that in her ecstasy she could

quite possibly forget you ever existed.

The acoustics are terrible in this place.

I can't hear a word you're saying.

Very well.

We have plenty of time.

As you know, we Chinese

are renowned for our patience.

I trust it will not be too many years

before your hearing improves.

Hello, Hank.

What struck this place?

We've been closed for a couple of days.

A little celebration.

Icky got himself married.

He was lonesome, I guess.

People get that way.

You ain't been around

in a long time, Hank.

I might want you to do me a favor.

You still swiping money?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

I'm talking about those dollars

the American Chinese send you...

to give to their poor relations

in China.

- I'm just doing those people a favor.

- You take too big a cut.

I got to maintain a lot of contacts,

so I take a little commission.

- You might say I'm just being humane.

- Yeah, you're humane, all right.

It's those contacts I want to talk to you about.

You know a man named Louis Hoyt?

- Name sure sounds familiar.

- It should.

You told his wife he was dead.

I just felt sorry for her.

You never felt sorry

for anybody.

Why so interested, Hank?

This man a friend of yours or something?

Yeah. And I sure wouldn't want

anything to happen.

I didn't have nothin'

to do with Hoyt!

Then how come you got

the word he was dead?

I get all kinds of odd information.

This is a public place.

People come and they go.

I got ears.

Listen, you're talking to Hank Lee.

- Let me down!

- Tell me where you got the word...

or I'll use you for a shillelagh

and really wreck this place.

All right!

But let me down, Hank!

- How much did Hoyt pay you?

- $500.

Who'd you set him up with?

Lim Chou Wu.

He's got a junk.

He runs money up to Canton

for me once in a while.

- Did you guarantee Hoyt he'd get out of China?

- No, I didn't do that!

Well, maybe I did sort of suggest

that we'd make arrangements later...

but he was awful eager, Hank-

awful eager.

- Who told you he was dead?

- Lim Chou Wu.

- How do you know he isn't lying?

- I don't.

Find out! If he's dead,

I want proof of how he died.

Every last detail-

where and how.

If he's alive, I want to know

where he is... exactly.

- Understand?

- How can I do all that?

Phone me Thursday morning

at 9:00 with the answers...

or I'll buy the firecrackers

for your funeral.

Hank! This is gonna cost

lots of money!

Use those dollars

you got from Hoyt.

Wake up!

Go get Icky away from his bride.

We got a lot to do.

Hello, you little rascal.

- Ooh, Hank!

- How goes business?

I have been praying for you.

- Where have you been?

- Oh, counting my money.

Is there so much

that it takes so long?

I am older by almost a year.

- You look younger.

- You are learning.

Hmm.

I need some information.

I have to find a man in China-an American.

- Oh?

- He may be dead.

Then he should be easy to find

because he will not move.

No, no, not so easy.

He's being held a prisoner.

- He is your friend?

- No. She-

- He is the husband of a woman.

- You sound like a fool.

She's a wonderful woman.

You have needed

a woman too long.

I want you to send inquiries

to your temples on the mainland.

Your priests and nuns

seem to know everything.

Find out where the American is.

If the British find out,

I will have much trouble.

Yes, I know, so be careful.

His name is Hoyt.

He's a maker of pictures.

He crossed the border sometime in June

or late May, according to our calendar.

Now that's all I know,

except that he hasn't any sense.

But if you want the woman,

why do you want the husband?

It has to be done.

You are thinking different

than ever before...

like a chicken

instead of an eagle.

When will you have some news?

- Allow me five days.

- Oh, that's too long.

- Hmm, three days, then.

- Oh, that's better.

But it will cost you more.

Don't waste any time,

little mother.

Your breakfast, monsieur.

Thank you, Goldie.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Oh, bonjour, mademoiselle.

Mais vous parlez Francais-

Oh, don't get excited.

That's all the French I know.

- Please sit down, will you?

- No, thank you.

Do you remember telling me

about a man named Rocha?

- I did?

- Yes, you said you didn't know where he lived.

Peculiar, because I do.

But then I say a lot of peculiar things

when I'm enchanted with a grape.

- Where does he live?

- Macao.

Pretends to run a language school

on the Rue de la Felicidade.

Thank you.

I want to get to Macao

as quickly as possible.

The ferry leaves in 40 minutes.

You could just make it.

- Would you fix my ticket while I make a phone call?

- Certainly.

- It will be $18 first class.

- Oh, yes.

You'll have to hurry.

There we are.

Shall I recommend you

as a guide?

I know it'll be a risk

for you that close to China...

but it may fill your rice bowl.

I shall do it myself.

Give me her ticket.

Remember, General,

our usual commission.

When Mr. Lee returns home,

will you tell him that I've gone to Macao?

Yes. Mrs. Hoyt

will be back tomorrow.

Thank you.

- Madam, your ticket.

- Oh, thank you.

General Po Lin at your service.

May I suggest myself as a guide?

I lived near Macao

some years ago...

and I speak Portuguese

and all Chinese dialects.

I am certain I could make your journey

easier and more interesting...

and my fee is very little.

How much is very little?

I would be quite content to leave it

to your generosity, madam.

- All right.

- Thank you.

Over there-China...

the oldest mother in the world.

It is the womb and the tomb.

All of the emperors

and warlords...

invaders and conquerors

and experimenters...

could not change her

in 10,000 years.

It is my country.

I have become

a garrulous old man.

- Forgive me if I talk too much.

- I like to listen to you.

"Music's golden tongue flattered

the tears this aged man and poor."

Shelley, isn't it?

Or-Wait a minute.

- I'd always get him mixed up with-

- Keats.

I once attempted

to translate him into Chinese.

There were days when

we had leisure for such things.

Uh-

What's the matter?

I believe the engines

have stopped.

The vibration has gone.

Please, please come with me.

Everybody, come inside, please!

The cheek of these chaps,

stopping the ship. What a bother.

Well, after all, they have a perfect right.

These are their waters.

- They don't trouble very often.

- They're probably not interested in us.

- What are they going to do to him?

- I'm afraid we'll never know.

Enjoy Macao, madam.

Remember your friend Po Lin

and do not think all Chinese are barbarians.

- Boa noite.

- Are you Mr. Rocha?

Yes. Please come in.

- Won't you sit down, please?

- Yes, thank you.

You wish to inquire

about language lessons?

I assume you are interested

in Portuguese.

I'm Louis Hoyt's wife.

I'd like to talk to you alone.

My pleasure.

But you needn't concern

yourself about my guest.

She doesn't understand

a word of English.

I find it more relaxing

not to teach her any.

Mr. Rocha, I'm trying to find out

where my husband is.

There's nothing difficult about that.

He's in Canton.

In Canton? Well, you-

you make it sound so simple...

as if he wasn't

being held a prisoner.

A guest of the government,

you might say.

Of course, certain restrictions

have been placed on his movements...

but if his friends really wanted him out,

it would be a very simple matter.

Oh, now, look, Mr. Rocha.

Two governments have been trying

without results for three months-

I'm afraid they are

too naive, too honest.

Actually, it's only necessary

to arrange the transfer...

of a sum of money

to the proper authorities.

It would be in the nature of a fine

for crossing the border illegally.

How much money?

If you are suggesting

that I act as an intermediary...

I would be most happy

to undertake the task.

Louis is my friend.

I'm very fond of him.

What guarantee would I have

that Louis would ever cross the border?

None, Mrs. Hoyt.

In these matters,

one must act on faith...

and then, as you say in America,

keep your fingers crossed.

Of course,

your risk is small.

I would never permit you

to pay the whole sum in advance.

I would suggest a small amount

to show goodwill.

Then the final payment would be

made when Louis is delivered.

Suppose I gave you

a check for $500?

How soon could you

start to work?

- A check?

- A traveler's check.

Oh. Well, I could start

making phone calls right away.

It would probably take

most of the night...

but I don't mind losing

a little sleep for Louis.

If you will wait here, I could perhaps

have some favorable word for you in an hour.

[Cantonese] Go to your room with her and lock the door.

She will take you to her room

where you can rest more comfortably.

- Her signature is as simple as her mind.

- Where are you going?

I've observed that

well-financed gamblers seldom lose.

After she quiets down,

give her some tea, then get the rest.

Tell Stoker to come

to my office right away.

People wait for you.

Oh, what's this?

A religious convention?

Well, well, Hank.

This is my old friend Father Xavier.

He has just come

from the mainland.

- Shake hands with a sinner.

- I do so constantly.

He knows where your man is.

There'll be great risk in bringing him out.

Is it so important to you?

- Yes and no. Where is he?

- In Canton.

Our mission was near the place

where the second gate stood in the old city.

- It's now a prison.

- Is he okay?

I should think so.

Thanks. If I can help you

in Hong Kong, let me know.

And thank you, little mother.

Now run along and burn some joss for me.

And, Father, I could use

a good word with your boss.

Remember,

he's yours too, Mr. Lee.

Be sensible.

If you leave him in Canton,

the woman will be yours.

Not the way I want her.

You're pretty smart.

Someday I'll buy you

a Ouija board.

Come in here.

I want the Chicago ready to sail tonight,

crew aboard and provisioned.

I laid off the regular crew.

Find a new crew, and put those long boxes

marked "electrical conduit" on board.

Take the conduit out.

All I want is the boxes.

And put several hundred of those

Japanese watches in my car right now.

- What's the name of our man in Canton?

- Keim.

You're not planning on crossing

the line yourself, are you?

Get word to Keim

to stand by with a truck.

Get me tide and current tables,

also a weather report. What about flags?

We got Chinese, British Nationalist,

Philippine. Take your pick.

- Get me Thailand too. Step on it.

- Yes, sir.

- Lee here.

- Hello, Hank.

It's Thursday morning, and I'm right

on the dot like you asked.

I couldn't find out nothin'

from the junk master about Hoyt...

but I found out somethin'

that'll interest you more.

Rene Chevalier had a friend who came down

on the night boat from Macao last night.

It pays to have friends, Hank.

You ain't never learned that.

Come on. Come on.

Well, this friend of Rene's is

at the roulette table in Macao last night...

only he ain't havin' as good a time

as a sucker by the name of Rocha...

who was tossin' money around

like it was rice.

Rene's friend gets a look

at the signature on a check he cashed.

It was signed "Jane Hoyt."

Now, am I off the hook, Hank?

Tell Rene to meet me in front of the ferry building,

Kowloon side, in 30 minutes.

And he'd better be there, sober!

- Stoker!

- Yes, sir!

Have the Chicago

ready to sail in an hour.

That's impossible.

I have no crew yet.

- Stop whining and get one! Anybody!

- Yes, sir.

- Get in here.

- Is this a one-way or round trip?

Since when did you

have anything to lose?

[Cantonese] Good morning.

Captain not here.

That's all right.

I'll take a look around.

Lost something, Inspector?

- That is against the law.

- No.

I'm afraid I'll have to take

this junk into custody until it's removed.

That's a shame.

That's a pretty handy little gadget...

provided you have

enough men to operate it.

But I suppose

you have to do your duty.

Oh, it's good to be

on board again.

Sit down, Inspector. Relax.

Did you ever taste American bourbon?

No, I can't say that I have.

There's two decanters there. The one on

the right was brewed by my maiden aunt.

Pour me one, will you?

This is quite a ship.

I've always been curious about it.

To the queen.

This is scarcely an aperitif.

Your aunt must have been

quite a forceful woman.

You know, I'd like to look in

on America someday.

- Yeah, so would I. Cheers.

- Cheers.

I regret having

to tie up your vessel.

Oh, that's perfectly all right.

I always try to cooperate in any way I can.

Yes, of course.

Wait a minute.

- This junk is moving.

- Make yourself comfortable.

We'll have lunch

in a little while.

If this is an example of your American humor,

I don't think much of it.

- I order you to stop this vessel.

- Sit down.

- I give the orders here.

- Do you realize what you're doing?

- Sure.

- You're holding a crown officer against his will.

Among other things. Oh, by the way,

these are awful good cigars, Inspector.

I never smoke cigars.

Put that g*n away.

I can't tell you how pleased I am

to have you on board for a few days.

As soon as we've cleared the harbor,

make yourself comfortable.

That bunk over there is yours. Eat and drink

all you want. Consider yourself a guest.

You must be out of your mind.

You'll have the whole British fleet after you.

- We don't want any trouble out here.

- Neither do I, but I got it.

Yes, sir, I sure do like

your looks, Inspector.

I have a hunch

my aunt would too.

You starting a w*r

in Portuguese Macao?

I'm just making sure somebody

doesn't declare w*r on me.

It's an old Yankee custom.

People take advantage of you when you're weak.

I found that out long ago.

Lay off that, will you?

Come on.

- Look here, Lee. I demand that you-

- Now-

Very well. I request

that you put me ashore in Macao.

Improve your mind while I'm gone.

Try those magazines.

- Why can't I go with you?

- Because tonight I need Rene.

Tomorrow night

I may welcome your company.

I wouldn't go

on deck if I were you.

Ying Fai may mistake you for a boarder.

And those stern windows-Forget it.

Unless you're an Olympic swimmer,

we're too far off shore.

Captain Hank,

crew no good water people.

They don't like go Canton.

Maybe give trouble.

Can't you talk 'em out of it?

Make sweet talk?

No can. Much afraid.

They say maybe never come back.

Well, pay 'em off and dump 'em ashore.

We'll sail it ourselves.

No. Ship too big. No can.

You must be getting old, Ying,

older than an old woman.

What are you doing?

Shaving, obviously.

You're a fool if you

go back to the gambling.

You'll lose everything.

You're going with the women.

Jealousy does not become you.

I'll tell the police

where the money came from!

Answer the door.

I'm not here.

Who was it?

Speak up, woman!

What did you tell them?

- I said you were here.

- Why, you-

I did not know it was you, Hank.

You do now.

Where's Mrs. Hoyt?

Who is she?

You cashed her check

at the Central Gambling Hall last night.

Oh, not me.

Is she a friend of yours?

She's sleeping in my room.

Now, Hank, wait a minute.

I can explain.

I did not know she was

a friend of yours. Hank!

- Where's the money?

- In his back pocket, what's left of it.

- Where's your room?

- To the right in the hall. The key's by the door.

Wait outside. I'll want you to take

Mrs. Hoyt to the ferry for Hong Kong.

Get her the best room on board.

And you know what'll happen to you...

if you don't watch her

like a bank vault, sober.

I understand perfectly.

Jane.

Jane. No, no.

It's me-Hank.

Hello.

Why do you come to a place

like this without me?

Are you all right?

Take me away from here.

There are a lot of places

I'd like to take you.

Where?

Anywhere, just so we could

be together for a long time.

I was dreaming about you.

You kissed me.

That almost wasn't a dream.

If we went away together,

the thought of Louis would go along...

always be with us.

It'd be a poor beginning.

Yes, I guess you're right.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

- Rene.

- Hello, Jane.

Rene will take you back to the hotel.

If you need anything, ask him.

- Well, where are you going?

- After that husband of yours.

If I deliver Louis in one solid piece...

are you going back

to the States with him?

I'm his wife.

I suppose you think I'm naive...

to believe that a marriage

should be lived up to.

No. It figures.

You know, all my life

I've wanted to meet someone like you...

someone I could believe in.

I was beginning to think

there wasn't anyone.

I never thought

I'd find out the hard way.

Can I trust you to be

a little cagier with this?

Thanks for knowing you.

Get some sleep.

I'll call you at dawn.

I sleep on deck, near you.

- How's your family?

- Rice bowl full.

Ying, what would you do

with the Chicago if she was yours?

- Catch many fish.

- Who would help you?

Wife, sons.

Come by and by, more sons.

Well, if we get back,

the Chicago is yours.

How can be?

You have sons.

My sons won't need

a junk in America.

You go home?

Go on. Get some sleep.

Now that we've had our exercise,

I suppose it would be presumptuous...

to ask whither

this sl*ve ship is bound.

Canton.

I must confess I rather like

your American cigarettes.

A little strong, though,

like your whiskey.

We'll make a Yank

out of you yet.

Quite content as I am,

thank you.

Not to change the subject,

but we have a charge d'affaires in Canton.

- Any hope of putting me ashore with him?

- Nope. I may need you.

- You're putting me in an awful spot, you know.

- I can't help it.

That g*n under my cabin needs

a couple of men to get real firepower.

I've always thought a lot

of the English in a pinch.

I'm a policeman,

not a gunner.

- You should have kidnapped the Royal Navy.

- You'll steer.

Anyway, where we're going, the police

that count wear a different kind of uniform.

You're very anxious

to get this fellow Hoyt out of jail.

How'd you know

his name was Hoyt?

Police who really count

know a lot of things.

Most charming wife.

- What's so funny?

- Your face.

So I go along on the expedition.

- You have no choice.

- I shall definitely get the sack.

Then they'll lose a good cop.

Though, as a purely personal matter,

I could do with a little excitement.

Want this pointing at you

or away from you?

Yeah?

All things ready.

Boxes ashore.

Much fog now. Sampan waiting.

Pay girl much money. No speak.

Good. How about Keim?

Waiting shoreside in truck.

Come on.

It's a bit too snuggly

for a chap who's still breathing.

[Cantonese] You never listen to me and this happens everytime.

[Cantonese] Look, this car is so old and nothing can be done. Hurry, fix it!

[Cantonese] What's going on?

[Cantonese] Sorry. The car broke down suddenly.

[Cantonese] Take a look here.

[Cantonese] Bro, can you give me a hand?

[Cantonese] You come over too. These are heavy.

[Cantonese] Hurry, help me. These are very heavy.

- Louis Hoyt?

- Now what? More of those question and answer games?

Come. Quick.

- Hoyt?

- You bet.

Get in the truck.

[Cantonese] Yes. What is it?

[Cantonese] That's right. Now.

[Cantonese] Hurry!

Why'd you guys come after me?

I've been asking myself

the same question.

- You've got a fine wife, Hoyt.

- Is she all right?

Yeah, she's all right.

Ying Fai, go below.

Start the motors.

Inspector, go forward.

Get ready to cut the anchor rope.

Hoyt, come with me.

- Can you read a compass?

- I can follow an aircraft compass.

On a ship, it's just backwards. Stand there

by the tiller. Steer the course I give you.

Inspector, let her go!

Ying Fai, stand by

to take sounding.

Sing out in Cantonese

when you mark less than five fathoms.

Hoyt, did you ever

walk a tightrope?

- I've been on one for the past three months.

- Well, you're on another one.

Nobody in his right mind would try

going down this river at night in a fog.

Mud shoals and rocks on both sides,

mostly unmarked.

If we don't hit something,

we're just plain lucky.

[Cantonese] 18 feet!

Your name's Henry Lee, right?

How did you know?

They showed me a picture

of you with Jane.

Oh.

They don't miss many tricks.

It wasn't easy to look at.

This compass must have belonged

to Marco Polo. Why don't you buy a new one?

I'm sort of losing interest in junks

and all that goes with them.

Oh? What interests you now?

Don't mind my question.

It's just that I haven't talked to

a real human being for a long time.

Well, if you get out of this,

get yourself a job in a nice, quiet bank.

Not me. Some people

get shot out of cannons for a living.

Some people climb mountains. They want to get

to the top, see what's on the other side.

- It's habit-forming.

- You're gonna put your neck in the wringer again?

Probably. Climb another

mountain somewhere.

Can't help it,

and I might as well face it.

So should Jane.

Uh, now steer 130 degrees.

We oughta be working

around Heddington Island.

A hundred and 50 degrees.

[Cantonese] 24 feet!

Three fathoms.

I've been thinking

about that picture.

You didn't risk your neck

just to save a perfect stranger.

You must be

pretty stuck on Jane.

You'd better keep

your mind on your compass.

My eyes are taking care of that.

They saw something else in that picture,

because they were trained to see.

How does she feel about you?

Why don't you ask her?

I don't think I'll have to.

[Cantonese] 24 feet!

Four fathoms.

We've got company-

a patrol boat.

- How close?

- She's not in g*n range, but she's coming up fast.

Give me those glasses.

Can you see

Lan Tao Island up ahead?

Yes, on the port bow.

Sorry, old boy. It appears

there may be some skeet sh**ting after a bit.

- Where are they?

- On the back porch, so step lively.

She's a P.B., and fairly fast.

We can't slug it out with him.

- He carries two machine g*ns and a deck g*n forward.

- Pray for more wind.

His next round will be over

and a third down our throats.

Inspector, go on deck.

Take the tiller.

Let her fall of a little for a fairer wind,

then send Ying Fai down.

- Uncover that g*n.

- Well, I'll be.

Biggest thing I ever stole.

Chicago's the fastest junk in China.

If the diesels don't blow up, we might

just leave 'em. But I don't know.

These hold 20 rounds.

You stand by to replace the empties.

Uncover that port.

- Anything ahead?

- Only island.

Go on deck.

Trim sail for the inspector.

The range is too great.

Take a lot of elevation to lob them that far.

Well, here it goes.

- Short, just like I figured.

- Isn't he changing course?

If we can keep him evading

and changing speed, it just might work.

- That was close.

- He'll improve.

Hit the deck!

The time has come to get a little fancy.

You're an awful lot of trouble.

Is there a Band-Aid on this bucket?

I seem to be leaking.

Ying, what's that?

Here's a pain pill.

Swallow it.

It'll make me dopey.

I can still help.

I can load with my right hand.

Come on.

We're back in business.

Captain Hank, water people come.

Tell the inspector to steer

for the middle of them.

Come on. Let's go topside.

I didn't know you had a navy.

I don't. But sometimes

it pays to have friends.

- Is this free air?

- It sure is.

- Your breakfast, monsieur.

- Thank you, Robert.

Announcing

the departure of Pan American Clipper Rainbow...

for Manila and San Francisco...

via Guam, Wake Island

and Honolulu.

Passengers will kindly board

the motor bus at the street door.

Well, off we go.

- Or do we?

- Hmm?

- You don't want to go, do you?

- Well, yes.

You're pretending.

That isn't like you... or us.

I know. I'll work it out.

If there were a door, I'd knock.

Hello!

I thought you went home.

- I got as far as the airport.

- Where's Louis?

He said he'd write to me...

from wherever the mountains

were the highest.

He also said marriage

wasn't for him.

- Do you still love him?

- I'll always love him.

But I've discovered

there's a big difference...

between loving someone

and being in love.