03x21 - The Emperor of Rice

[bunniefuu]

WOMAN: See how the colors
dance before your eyes.

Deep green.

Restful green.

Soft and deep

as a field of high,
tall grass...

To nestle in...

Rest in...

Sleep in.

Wake up now, Victoria.

How's your headache?
Any better?

Headache?

But--

but it's gone.

Janet,
you hypnotized me.

Where did you learn
to do a thing like that?

In the Far East,
from an old man

who worked in my
father's mission.

As a matter of fact,
he was Key's uncle.

Incidentally,
speaking of
the far east,

I must show you
some things

we just imported
from Hong Kong.

Oh, I'd love to see them.

Will you excuse us?

I'm sure you
gentlemen would
enjoy nothing better

than a few cigars
and man talk.

Ah, the lady's
a fortune teller, too.

[laughs]

I have been looking
for a chance

to talk a little business
with you, Jarrod.

And I've been waiting
for you to offer me

one of those expensive
cigars of yours.

Ah, here we are.

You know,
it smells almost
too good to smoke.

Almost,
but not quite.

Now, what was
that business deal

you wanted to discuss?

I think you'll find it
interesting...

And profitable.

You may or may not know
that I've been dabbling
in the rice market.

Oh? No, I didn't know.

I hear tell
that you're expecting
two shiploads of rice

from Hong Kong.
I'd like to buy them.

[glass shatters]

It's the Tong.

♪ [theme]

-[knock on door]
-Come in.

Well!

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

-Come on in, sit down.
-Thank you.

Can I offer you
something to drink?

Oh, nothing,
thank you.

All right, then,
I've got a better idea.
How about lunch?

I'm right in the middle
of making out a will,

and you know how dull
that can be, don't you,
counselor?

Jarrod,
I came on business.

All right,
right after lunch.

No. I think what
we have to say
to each other

better be said here
in your office.

All right, Mike,
sit down.

Thank you.

Fire away.

Jarrod, I know
you had dinner

with Warren Masters
last night.

I also know
the Tong showed up.

That's true.

I don't have to tell you

the Tong
and the Chinese League
are miles apart.

We don't believe
in violence or terror.

I think
I know that, Mike.

That hatchet display--

that was a warning
from the Tong, Jarrod,

of things to come if
Warren Masters succeeds

in cornering
the rice market.

He did offer to buy
your two shiploads
of rice.

Yes, he did.

But I don't see
that that proves

he's trying to corner
the rice market.

Lawyer to lawyer
and friend to friend,

we're not gonna get
legal, are we, Jarrod?

Masters has bought up
every grain of rice
he could find.

If he gets
your two boatloads,
he'll have it all.

He can force the price
up and up and up.

I find that kind of
hard to believe.

Nevertheless,
that's exactly what
he's trying to do.

And if he does,
the Tong will step in.

It would be all they need
to incite my people.

Ever been in the middle
of a Tong riot?

No, I can't say
that I have.

And I never will be,
if I can possibly help it.

You can help it.

This is a standard
contract,

pledging you'll
sell your rice

to the Chinese League,
market price,
on arrival--

if you sign it.

Uh, I think you ought
to understand, Mike,

that my mother
retains control of our
shipping interests.

She'd have to sign.

Your mother? I see.

No, I don't think
you do see.

If what you say about
Warren Masters is true,

I can guarantee you
right here and now

that we won't sell him
so much as one grain
of rice.

Your word's good enough
for me, Jarrod.

But my people will want
to see your mother's name

on this contract,
and soon.

So far, we've held
the Tong in check.

So far, we've
convinced our people

that we can improve
our lot peaceably.

But if Masters
wins control of
the rice market,

the Tong and violence
also wins control.

All right, now,
what do you think?

It's beautiful, Heath.

It's a beautiful animal.
I'll take him.

Well, he's yours.
Shall I wrap him up,
or you want to ride him home?

[laughs] I want you
to wrap him in pink

with a big bow.
It's for Janet.

I'll see the boys
brush him down real good.

Thank you.

Jarrod,
the other night,

before we were
so rudely interrupted
by the Tong,

I was going
to ask you whether--

Whether or not
we'd sell you our
two shiploads of rice.

Yeah.

I could promise
you a good--

I think even
a handsome--profit.

Warren, is it true
that you've bought up

every grain of rice
on the West Coast?

That's true, Jarrod.

So, with ours,
you'd have it all.

You'd sort of become
the emperor of rice.

[laughs]
Yes, sort of.

Well, I think it's
only fair to tell you

that I've pledged
our rice to Mike Chang.

I don't understand.

You'd rather do business
with hatchet men
like the Tong?

Warren, you know
I'm not doing business
with the Tong.

I said I was dealing
with Mike Chang

and the Chinese League.

The only thing
they're trying to do

is get a fair shake
for their people.

-Look, Jarrod--
-Against almost impossible
odds, I might add.

I'm not anti-Chinese,
and you know it!

No, you're not
anti-Chinese.

It's just that
business is business.

Have you talked this
over with Victoria?

He has.

I brought some lemonade...

To cool both of you off.

Warren, I can't be
a party to your cornering
the rice market.

I'm not asking you
to be a party to
anything, Victoria.

Simply allow me,
the way you'd allow
any legitimate dealer,

to bid for your rice.

No.

Victoria, every cent
I have in the world--

my house, my land,
everything I own--

is tied up
in this deal.

That was a mistake.

Right.

All right.

So, you won't--
or you can't--

sell me your rice.

I don't understand
your position,

morally or otherwise,
but...

All right,
I accept it.

Sell your rice to
the Chinese League,

but will you hold up
on the deal for
just a few days?

Will you do that
for me, please?

Just long enough for you
to make your k*lling?

I'm sorry, Warren.

All right.
Just remember--

anything that
happens now,
you forced me.

Is that a threat,
Warren?

[sighs]

No.

I'm sorry.

I don't know
what came over me.

Forgive me, Victoria?

Of course.

I'd better go.

Uh, Jarrod,
about the horse--

tell Heath to hold up
on it for a few days.

Why are you
staring at me?

You look as though you
thought this was my fault.

I did my best.

Yes, of course.

What do you expect me
to do, hold a g*n
to their heads?!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to shout.

We could've sold
our rice three days ago

and made a fair profit.

Now, when those
Barkley ships dock

and the rice goes
on the open market--

I warned you, Janet,
that if this thing
backfired,

it would cost you
the clothes off your back.

Naked into the world
I came,

and naked I'll leave,
if need be.

When I met you,
I had nothing.

I was just
a missionary's daughter

in a small
Chinese village.

I remember.
One of the first things
I noticed about you

was your
wonderful smile.

Oh, yes?

Maybe it was
my early training.

If your mission
in life is to convert,

you'd better act happy.

Who wants to convert
to misery?

But that was another
time, another place.

You opened my eyes
to the world.

When I saw it,
I wanted it.

We've had enough now,
though, haven't we?

Yes, but you said...

That if we could
pull this off,
we'd be rich--

richer than
the Barkleys.

I'd be richer
than Victoria.

That was before
I spoke to the Barkleys

and they turned us down.

So, now we just
roll over and play
dead, is that it?

If Victoria
were one of my
oldest friends,

I'd have found
a way to make her
cooperate.

You don't know her.

As a matter of fact,
I should've known better
than to even ask.

Because of her
innate decency,

her morality,
her breeding...

She'd never stoop
to such a scheme.

Yeah. If that's the way
you want to put it.

I'm going for a ride
in the buggy.

I'll come along.

No, you stay here.

I want to think
a few things through.

[door closes]

Key?

Would you mind
sitting in here

and talking with me
for a few minutes?

You pad around here,

silent and inscrutable,

hearing everything,
I'm sure.

But saying nothing.

She can be pretty hard
at times, can't she?

I'm very sorry--

Oh, take off
the mask, Key.

You know who
I'm talking about.

You know her better than
I'll ever know her.
Your mistress.

She has been
very good to me.

And her father--

He was a prince
amongst men.

A god.

What was she like
as a little girl?

She was very beautiful,

as she is now.

I know that.
I mean underneath.

She's a very good person,
my mistress.

She has been a good friend.

Yeah.

If for some reason,

it would pay her
to be an enemy...

She could be quite
a hunk of enemy,
couldn't she?

I'm sorry.
I do not understand.

Thanks, Key.

You've been
very illuminating.

No!

No, no!

Oh, please! No!

No, no!

Please!

Oh, please.

Warren?

Warren?

Warren, darling.

You were having
a nightmare.

Oh.

I dreamed
you'd left me.

Heh. Now, why would I
want to do a thing
like that?

It's so much less than
what you expected...

Less than what
I promised you.

Janet, even if we do
lose everything,

I can still
start over again.
I'm still young.

Hmm?

If we had to,
I would, and gladly.

But why start over again
when we're close--

so close?

Warren...

Have I been
a good wife to you?

Oh, my darling...

If I could only
tell you.

When Edith died,

I almost died, too.

And then...

Meeting you,
loving you,

was like
being born again

into a world I never
even dreamed about.

It could be better...

When we have
the Barkley rice.

I told you--
there's no way.

Warren--

Warren,
there isa way.

Trust me, darling.
I'm your wife.

Your future
is my future.

It took boldness
to try to corner
the rice market.

I loved you for that.

That's the only way
to get anything
in this world,

is to be bold.

The lions shall
inherit the earth,

not the meek.

Oh, Warren,
we can't stop now.

We have to take
the next step.

There is
no next step.

We gambled,
and we lost.

Trust me, darling.

Trust me.

I understand we got
a letter from Audra today.

Mm-hmm.

Would you mind
telling us
how she's doing?

Fine, just fine.

Lots of ba*ls,
dancing up a storm?

Mm-hmm.

Probably come home
engaged

to some slick
San Franciscan?

Probably.

How's her broken leg
coming along?

Fine, just--

[laughter]

I'm sorry.

You've been
miles away.

Oh, a few. Actually,
I was thinking about Warren.

That was frightening.

Well, when you
try and corner
the rice markets,

you're playing
for big stakes.

You gamble big,
you gotta be prepared
to lose big.

Sorry to come bustin' in,
but we got a fire.

-Fire?
-Where?

South section.

-How many men
you got up there.
-About a dozen.

Better pull some men
off that night herd.

Come on.

Bob, how did it start?

It was no accident,
Mrs. Barkley.

We found
a drum of kerosene
and a Tong hatchet.

Excuse me.

[thud]

Who is it?

I still say it doesn't
make any sense.

Why would the Tong
start the fire

when I already told them
that I'd sell Mike Chang
the rice?

Two days' worth of smoke,
you two argue it out.
I'm gonna take a bath.

Maybe they didn't
believe you.

Maybe they don't
trust Mike Chang.

Anyway, who says
anything they do
has to make sense?

Jarrod, they've ruined
$1,000 worth of crops, and
they're gonna pay for it.

If we can prove
they did it.

Prove it?! Wouldn't you
call a drum of kerosene
and a Tong hatchet proof?

Left a little
conveniently, Nick.

Too conveniently.

HEATH: Jarrod! Nick!

You wait here, Jarrod.

I'll see
if it's all right.

[muffled chatter]

Come on.

MAN: Come in.

Chen Yu,
Mr. Jarrod Barkley.

My pleasure,
Mr. Barkley.

Yes, Mr. Barkley--

this bag
of decaying flesh

is the leader of
the terrifying Tong.

I do not look
very dangerous, do I?

Perhaps, Mr. Barkley
would like a pot of tea?

Mr. Barkley would like
only one thing--

to know where you're
holding my mother.

Your mother?

She disappeared last night

while we were fighting
the fire you started.

We started no fire
on your property,
Mr. Barkley.

You are our friend--

or so our mutual friend
Mr. Chang tells us.

I consider myself a friend
to the Chinese people.

But believe me,
I'm no friend to the Tong.

The t*rror1st Tong?

The bloodthirsty Tong?

I concede it,
Mr. Barkley--

at times, we are
forced to violence,

forced by those whites
who will not allow
for change,

who will not allow
our people to better
themselves peacefully.

There are people
who cannot move
but by force.

We will move them.

But not you,
Mr. Barkley.

To our friends,

we offer
our friendship...

And, if needed,
our help.

I am sorry to hear
about your mother,
Mr. Barkley.

But she is not
a guest in the house
of Chen Yu.

Let go!

Nick!

Nick, you were
supposed to stay away.

I know what I was
supposed to do!

You just had to come
bustin' in!

-Nick, I don't
think she's here.
-You don't think--

Just trust me.

My apologies.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

Hello, Janet.

I came out just as soon
as I heard what happened.

Oh, Jarrod,
it's awful, just awful.

Yes.

What time did it happen?

We left here last night
before midnight.

You and Warren
were here last night?

As soon as we heard
about the fire,

naturally we rode out
to see if we could do
anything to help.

You and the boys
had already left,

so we kept
Victoria company

till, oh, I'd say
about 10:00 or 11:00.

Jarrod, it's the Tong.

Look, have their
leader arrested.

Charge him with m*rder
if Victoria isn't returned
within 24 hours.

It doesn't make
any sense.

They wouldn't have
any reason to
kidnap her.

They already knew
they could have
our rice.

You mean they knew
they couldn'thave it.

Why do you mean
by that?

Jarrod, when we
arrived last night,

your mother
invited us upstairs.

In the distance,
we could see
the fire burning.

She said to Warren,
"I'd as soon those
two ships,

with all the rice in them,
sunk at sea as sell it
to them."

-She said that?
-She was angry.

As angry as I've
ever seen her,

and with justification.

Anyway, she asked
Warren to draw up
an informal contract,

which she signed,

selling us your
two shiploads of rice.

But the Tong
wouldn't have any way
of knowing about that.

Your mother must have
said something.

Where is that contract?
I'd like to see it.

Right now,
it's with Warren
in San Francisco.

San Francisco?

Naturally, Warren had to
begin making arrangements
to dispose of the rice.

Those ships arrive
in a day or two,
don't they?

Ah, yes, yes.

Jarrod, I beg you.

The Tong decided
to get back at you.

Well, maybe I'll talk
to the sheriff
when he gets back.

If there's anything
I can do--anything--

you know I speak Chinese.

Yes, I know.

And Key--perhaps he
could be of some help.

You know, he's had
some experience
with the Tong.

Yes, but at the moment,
there's nothing.

Jarrod...She may
still be alive.

Don't wait too long.
I beg you.

Let's go, Key.

Warren.

What--what happened?

There, there, now.
It's all right.
It's all right.

How did I get here?

Don't you remember
anything?

Well, I remember
hearing a sound
at the door.

Someone came in,
and...

A handkerchief.
They--they put
a handkerchief--

Soaked in chloroform.

We smelled it
when we found you.

But you're safe here.
The Tong can't
touch you here.

The Tong?

Yes, we saw them
as we rode up.

It was a good thing
we came when we did, too.

I've no doubt
they'd have--

You were unconscious
on the bedroom floor.

We brought you here.

Now, you've got to make
your stand, Victoria.

You can't do business
with terrorism.

If they can blackmail you

into giving them
or selling them your rice,

none of us is safe.

I've written up this informal
agreement between us,

pledging your rice to me.

It's very informal.

It just gives me
the right to purchase.

Oh, Warren,
I can't sign that.

You must.
Not for my sake,

but to prove that
we live in a country

where terror
does not rule.

Well, I can't sign that
without first talking
to Jarrod.

You see, we've pledged
our rice to Mike Chang.

Yes, to the sanctified
Chinese League.

Import opium, sell their
women into prostitution...

That's not true.

Who pretend
to oppose the Tong

while secretly
financing it.

You prove that
to my satisfaction
and Jarrod's--

Oh, Mike Chang
has manipulated
and sweet-talked Jarrod

to the point where
Jarrod couldn't possibly
judge the truth.

Then I'lljudge
the truth--

but from facts,
not from innuendo
and slander.

I respect your motives,
Victoria.

Your concerned about
the plight of the poor
Chinese peasant.

That's very laudable,
that's Christian.

You consider the poor
Chinese peasant
objectively.

Well, they work as coolies

and take jobs away
from white laborers.

That cup of rice
you give them

comes out of the mouth
of people like us,
our kind.

Oh, you can't possibly
believe that.

Well, they tried
to m*rder you.

Janet and I
saved your life.

Well, you start
with that,

and figure whether
you owe your rice
to them or to me.

Now, you sign this,
and then I'll
take you home.

No, no, you take me
home first, and--

I can't do that,
Victoria.

What do you mean,
you can't do it?

Please, Victoria, I beg
of you, sign this, please!

Let me go!

Ohh!

Oh, Janet!

She'll be all right.
Take her downstairs.

No, Janet, no!

Put her in
the storeroom.

Jarrod?

Jarrod?

Any luck?

We got four posses
lookin',

-and we're gonna keep lookin'.
-Where's Heath?

He took some men
up to gold town

to check out those
abandoned mines.

-Don't suppose anyone's gotten
in touch with you yet?
-No, nobody.

If she's been kidnapped,
we should've got a ransom
note by this time.

I still say
it points to the Tong.

Maybe, Nick. Maybe.

But I had a little visit
from Janet Masters
this afternoon.

Oh, yeah? What about?

She said that mother
finally decided to
sell Warren the rice.

-What?
-Yeah.

Claimed she was
so angry over the Tong
setting the fire,

she was going
to pay them back--

Pay them back
by punishing a lot of
innocent Chinese.

That doesn't make sense.

Of course it doesn't.

That's what
started me thinking.

Nick, if you were
Warren Masters,

and you saw
a whole life's dream,

a fortune,
going down the drain,

if you were desperate
because somebody

wouldn't give you
something you needed,

what would you do?

It's been three days
now, Janet.

I'm aware of that,
Warren.

Without food,
without water.
We'll k*ll her.

Not before she signs
that contract.

I don't want to be
a m*rder*r, Janet.

Don't make me
part of a m*rder.

When we took her,
you knew it wouldn't
be easy.

I didn't think
it would come to this.

I thought we could
persuade her.

Well, it's come to this.

It's not too late.
We can let her go.

You're soft, Warren,
inside.

You've never had
to fight for anything,

not even to stay alive.

The night they came
to dinner

and she had a headache,
you put her to sleep,
you hypnotized her.

When she woke up,
the headache was gone.

That would be easy.
You'd like that,
wouldn't you, Warren?

Unfortunately,
even hypnotized people

won't do things
against their will.

And Victoria
doesn't want to
sign that contract.

Try, please.

It won't work.

But everyone has
a breaking point.

We'll find Victoria's.

[door opens]

Victoria?

I'm sorry Janet did that.

Why are you
so unreasonable?

Warren, I can't believe
this is happening.

I simply can't believe
it is--

We've been friends
for so long.

Victoria,
sign this paper.

If you need money,
we'll lend it to you.

Sign it before
it's too late.

Too late?

Before Janet takes over.

Remember when you were
at our house--

She put you to sleep,
she took away your headache?

Janet can do things
like that.

She has the power
to heal or to hurt,

and she can hurt you.
She can t*rture you

in ways that you and I
couldn't even imagine.

Then you take me
out of here now!

I can't do that.
Please sign this paper.
Sign it now,

or we'll both be sorry.

[door opens]

Well?

She's not going
to sign, Janet.

I thought you might
like a drink of water.

Victoria, you're
all but perishing

for a drink of water,
and some food.

So, let's be reasonable.
I hate being cruel.

Why don't you give in,
Victoria?

This is insane.

Heh.

It is, isn't it?

Janet, I--

I think I understand
the pressure

you and Warren
are under.

I can understand.

And I can forget.

We--we all can forget
this ever happened...

If you'll just untie me
and let me go home!

Nothing would
make me happier.

And it will be done...

As soon as you sign
that paper.

No, I can't sign.

You are
a stubborn woman.

Very well, then.

I'll leave this glass
of water right there.

We'll give you
just a little more time
to think this over.

All right, Key.

That should hurry
your thinking a little.

All right, Warren,
let's go.

[groans]

Sleep.

Sleep. Sleep.

Ohh!

Wake up, Victoria.

You're not going
to sleep, Victoria,

not while you're here.

The light bother you?

I saw it used often
by the t*rrorists
in China.

Simple but effective...

Particularly when
a person is hungry
or thirsty.

The mind begins
to lose its hold.

Would you like
to do something
for me, Victoria?

We could notify
your family,

have them take you home.

Would you like that,
Victoria?

I brought this whip
down with me.

I hoped I wouldn't
have to use it.

I hoped that by now
you'd see how useless it is
to prolong this,

how unnecessary.

You can't hold out
forever, you know.

A day or two more,
and you'll start to
lose all reason.

You'll beg me
to let you sign it.

So, why not give in now?

Say something.

Do you want to suffer?

Say something.

-[whip snaps]
-Ohh!

Is that what you want?

No.

Then all you have to do
is to sign that paper.

You will do that,
won't you, Victoria?

Yes.

Yes, I'll--

I'll sign it.

I'll sign. Please.

Oh, please untie me.
Please.

Victoria,
I'm so glad,

so very glad.

Ohh.

There.

[screaming]

Aah! Ohh!

[grunting]

Janet!

Janet, stop it!

Stop it,
you'll k*ll her!

I said stop it!

I thought I'd broken her.
She fooled me.

But she won't
fool me again.

Take her downstairs.

Ohh.

[knock on door]

What do you want?

What do you want?

We'd like to see
Mrs. Masters.

Not here.

What do you mean,
she's not here?

-It's after midnight.
-Do not know.

What are you
so nervous about?

It's late.
You woke me up.

Come back tomorrow,
please.

I know nothing.
Nothing.

You know nothing
about what?

Nothing about
this matter.

Nothing about
this rice.

And your mother's
disappearance.

I know nothing.

Now, Key...

We're old friends
with your mistress,

good friends.

She told us that
you would help us
in any way you can.

We just want you to
answer a few questions.

That shouldn't be
too much to ask,
now, should it, Key?

I want you
to understand
something else.

Our mother's life
may be at stake.

I said I know nothing
about your mother.

You go see the Tong.

We've already
been there.

Now, if you
don't care about
our mother's life,

you think about
your people, Key,

what'll happen
to them

if the Masters buy up
all the rice.

A lot of them
could starve.

But the Masters
are good people.

Key...

If you know anything,
you just best tell us.

-I cannot.
-Cannot or will not?

I know nothing!
I said I know nothing!
I don't care what you do!

-Key!
-Nick...

It won't do
any good.

[door closes]

-I said nothing.
-We heard.

You said nothing
and told them
everything.

Go on to your room, Key.

-Please forgive--
-Go on.

Janet,
I know those boys,
and they'll be back.

-Let them.
-Let them?

When they come back--
ifthey come back--

it will all be settled.

You're sure of that?

I'm sure of that.

I wish you could
convince her.

Why doesn't she
give up?

She will.

-It's been days.
-Sit down.

I can't sit down.

Just a little
more time, Warren.

Try to be a man for
just a little longer.

Janet, if she signs--

You mean
whenshe signs.

Can we just let her go?

Yes. We'll just
make her promise

not to tell her sons
what happened,

not to tell the law.

You know perfectly well
we can't let her go.

Victoria knows it, too.
That's why she's
fighting so hard.

I never dreamed
it would come to this.

You knew all along
it would come to this.

There was no other way.

You just didn't have
the courage to face it.

Don't worry. I'll take
care of everything.

How?

I said I'd take care.

Tell me how.

Very well.
You can rest easy.

Victoria's
tragic death will be
relatively painless.

She'll be found near
the house of the Tong,

found dead--

with the smell of an
ancient oriental poison

on her lips.

-Key was lyin'.
You know that.
-I know it.

What the devil
are we doin' here in
this office, then?

Waiting, Nick.
Just waiting.
Have a drink.

Waiting for what?
I'll tell you something.

We never should've
left that house.
We should've--

What, tried to beat
the truth out of Key?

That wouldn't
have worked,
and you know it.

It would've been
worth a try.

We haven't given up.

All I'm waiting for
is a chance to get
back into that house

without being seen.

You think they're
holdin' mother there?

I'd just like to have
a little look around.

All right.
But if it doesn't work,

I'm goin' after Key.

God pity him if he
doesn't come up with
the right answers.

No!

Ohh.

[moaning]

No, God, no.

[sobbing]

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaaah!

-Aaaaaah!
-[door opens]

[sobbing]

Oh, please!

Please turn off
the lights.

Please! Please!

Soon, Victoria, soon.

Just as soon as you
sign that paper,

Warren will
come downstairs
and he'll take you home.

Home to sleep
in your own bed.

And all this will be
a bad dream, nothing more.

I beg you, I beg you!

Turn off the lights!

[sobbing]

I will.

But first things first.

Help me, please.

I'll do anything.
I'll sign anything.

Just help me, please.

I have the pencil
and the paper waiting.

This time,
there'll be no tricks.

Come along.

Aaaah!

[glass shatters]

[firecrackers popping]

[popping continues]

Come on.

Ohh!

Aah!

Somebody help me!

Aaah!

Janet! Save yourself,
Victoria.

Janet!

Help me! Help me!

Key! Get some help,
quick! Go!

-Jarrod.
-Are you all right?

Yes. Nick,
get a doctor, quickly.

All right.

It's all right, Janet.
It's all right, Janet.

She's dead, Warren.

No. She's not dead.

She's be all right.

Janet? Janet, darling?

Janet?

Janet?

[sighs]

Well, well,
I'd say she looks

just about
as good as new,
wouldn't you, Nick?

I'll bet she's got
some kind of secret.

No secret.
Just the love
of my family.

Jarrod, have you
seen Warren?

Yes. He'll stand trial
next week.

Now, I know
how you feel.

You think
he's suffered enough.

But you've got
to understand,

he not only
committed a crime
against you,

he committed a crime
against the state.

Isn't there anything
you can do?

Well, I can ask
the prosecuting attorney
for leniency

and hope that he listens,
but that's all.

-[knock on door]
-I'll get it.

Oh, Mike, come on in.
Look who's here.

Well...

Why isn't
everyone dressed
and ready to go?

Where?
Dressed for what?

We're celebrating
Chinese New Year.

You're guests
of honor.
Where's Heath?

Well, he's out
on the range, isn't he?

Get him, and then
get going, all of you.
That's an order.

Wait a minute, Mike.
Didn't we celebrate
Chinese New Year last month?

That was last month.

Today we're
celebrating the very
grateful purchase

of two boatloads
of rice.

That's a New Year's
gift for many
of my people.

Well, how shall we dress?

Strictly
for pleasure.

And pleasure
I promise you.

-Oh, really?
-Succulent Chinese
sweet meats,

dancing
in the streets,

spinning pinwheels
of light

to color the sky
a rainbow,

fireworks--

Oh, well, uh...

Do you mind if I skip
the fireworks?

[laughter]

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