[GENTLE FLUTE MUSIC PLAYING]
[DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC
PLAYING]
Obam, will you fasten
this for me, please.
They make them so tiny.
Mm-hm.
Ma chere?
Mm-hm.
Do a special favor
for me tonight.
Only name it, and it's done.
It is very special.
And there are limits to
what I would do for you?
Yes, many.
But they're all
political, thank goodness.
Just do not wear the
handkerchief tonight.
Uh-uh-uh.
But that's a political matter.
You are more than the leader
of Labor now, my darling.
From tonight on, you
represent all the people.
You cannot show partiality.
Renee, you are innocent.
Who elected me to the
Legislative Council?
The workers.
Therefore, whom do I represent?
The workers.
And the hawk is their symbol.
And who has stolen
the symbol to exploit,
to influence with the workers?
The t*rrorists will
stop at nothing.
I've had to win you
over or to crucify you.
(WHISPERING) They may woo
me, but they won't win me.
(WHISPERING) Promise me that.
[RENEE GASPS]
Oh, no.
What are you up to now?
Does my brother
invite me to come in?
They won't admit me
by the proper door.
Come in.
I apologize to the
not-quite-African
wife of the new council member.
Kanda, look--
Also, he's not quite so
African as he liked to think.
You come here to be
thrown out of my house?
I've been thrown out
of white man's school.
But this is a white man's house.
I expect to be thrown out.
Kanda, work with your
brother, not against him.
Let him work with us.
Tonight, you go to the
white man's government house
because you've accepted
a white man's job.
What are you, an Uncle Tom?
He was elected by Africans!
He was elected by
a handful of Africans
who qualified for the
vote because they're
property owners.
You think you
represent the people?
Well, we're the people
and we didn't elect you.
If you want to stand with
Africa, stand with us.
Listen, we're
meeting again tonight
and I've been asked to
bring them your answer.
Will you stand with us?
Will you fight with us?
Get out of my house.
Still no answer, my brother.
My friends are
growing impatient.
Don't delay too long.
There's very little time.
Get out of my house, boy.
Very little time.
You will not reach
him with anger.
Don't tell me I shall
reach him with love.
Some nights I wake
from a bad dream.
You are alone.
They've all deserted you.
And I remember again the
words of the proverb.
You are walking
alone at a stranger.
Where, then, are your brothers?
My eyes are wet and I know I
have been crying in my sleep,
for it seems that you
have turned even from me.
Hmm.
I will never turn
from you, Renee.
But in my anger and
in my impatience,
do not turn from me.
We must go.
The governer's always prompt.
Right.
I think that this
embroidery is a little
frivolous for a
new council member.
No?
Yes.
Madame.
Monsieur.
The governor's house.
Yes, sir.
Barbara.
Yes, dear?
I think it has something to
do with the shape of my neck.
Do you remember [INAUDIBLE]?
Mm-hmm.
Indeed I do.
That was-- oh, gosh.
That must've been 20 years ago.
Yeah, Shy-Eye.
She was embarrassed all
one evening because your tie
went straight up and down.
You were younger then,
went in for bowties.
But you never could tie them.
Ah.
Thank you.
You must have a jacket of
your own made right away,
not keep putting it off.
Yep.
Neither a borrower
nor a lender be.
Uh-oh.
B-Barbara.
[BOTH LAUGH]
I thought you didn't
bother to try it on.
Matter of fact, I didn't.
Inspector looked to
be about my size.
Well, you'll have to
wear your white suit.
You know, some of
the fellows around here
were nothing but pajamas.
I've seen them.
I can think of no better
way for the newest member
of the Colony to endear
himself than to appear
at the governor's
reception in pajamas.
Why didn't I think of that?
Remember the pair I was wearing
the night they arrested us?
Kind of fond of that
color, chartreuse, I think.
Aqua.
Did you lock the back door?
No, [INAUDIBLE] attend to it.
Aqua?
I thought--
Anyway, the Chinese guards
were extremely envious.
Rose.
I hope you'll make it a point
to speak to Obam tonight.
Matthew seems to be
quite worried about him.
Well, Matthew
will be there too.
He'll see that we meet.
Well, do I pass?
Bruce, do me a favor.
Promise me you won't say
anything drastic tonight.
I shall be good.
If you don't have
a dinner jacket,
at least wear your
best company manners.
They'll learn soon
enough they've
got a rebel on their hands.
Well, we might just make it.
[INAUDIBLE]
This affair's schedule,
at 8:25 or 8:30
means the governor will be there
on the half hour of the second.
There's some
celebration most likely.
Good evening.
Good evening, [INAUDIBLE].
Good evening.
Please be sure
everything's locked, eh?
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Mrs. Craig.
Sorry, darling.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
What does it
mean, [INAUDIBLE]??
Obam, the hawk.
It is not right.
I know.
Never mind.
Get rid of it and
say nothing about it.
What does it mean, Bruce?
I'll find out tonight
if anyone knows.
Something that
[INAUDIBLE] said.
That's it.
The name Obam, that's the
African word for hawk.
So it is.
You knew it all along.
Now, let's forget
about it, huh?
Obam.
That's why Matthew was
so worried about him.
Now, we're in no position
to make judgments, Barbara.
We're newcomers here.
Remember that.
That sounds strange
coming from you.
Well, I do feel a bit
strange in my company manners.
May I take them off?
I never really expected
you to put them on.
Thank you, [INAUDIBLE].
Good night.
Good night, sir.
[CAR DOOR SLAMMING]
[CAR DRIVING AWAY]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
After all, they
were here first.
You can't blame them entirely.
It's the only home
they've ever known.
That's all well and
good, but look how
they lived before we came here.
Wait till we've
been here longer.
The whole trouble is
they don't appreciate
what's been done for them.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
A lot of nerve,
his being here.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
One of these days,
he'll turn his savages
loose and slit our throats.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Right on the second.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my
pleasure to welcome all of you
and especially our honored
guests, the newest members
of our legislative council.
Please.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INAUDIBLE]
administrator but a bit
too conservative for my taste.
So there.
Oh, good evening, Mrs. Gregory.
Good evening.
I say, Gregory, that must
be the new American missionary
over there.
What's his name?
Craig.
That's Craig all right.
But he didn't have sense
enough to stay home.
We've got enough
do-gooders in this colony.
If Craig and his kind hadn't
thought these Africans how
to read and put
ideas in their heads,
he wouldn't be
having this trouble.
Oh, come on, Gregory.
People get ideas
one way or another.
What do you say, Inspector?
I beg your pardon, [INAUDIBLE]
What do I say about what?
Gregory here thinks
it's dangerous to educate
the Africans.
That's what
[INAUDIBLE] not do.
But then, we don't see eye
to eye about several matters.
Someday, you fellows
will wake up to the fact
the most dangerous ideas
these Africans have,
they got from the church,
equality of men before God
and brotherhood
of races, rubbish.
The church doesn't
believe in itself.
One man's point of view.
Look what happened to Obam.
He was the pride and
joy of the church
and then he got too
vocal about some
of their-- their bad ideas.
And what happened?
They kicked him out.
Excuse me.
I didn't think he
was impressed, Gregory.
It's just that being new to
the colony, Your Excellency.
I'm apt to be
considered an ignoramus.
Mr. Craig, human speech
can encircle the earth
in a few seconds, yet
no one can determine
the truth of a
political situation
only a few hundred yards away.
You may speak freely.
Well, what I was trying to
say is that my church has taught
the African Christians to
hope for social justice
while my white Western
world has kept it from them.
I see.
Of course, it's a much simpler
matter to preach progress
than to implement it.
As a clergyman, you hardly
need to be a Reynard of that.
Touché.
I take it you
expect the church
to stand on the side
of African independence
come what may short
of revolution.
I certainly wouldn't
advocate violence.
But in its beginnings,
Your Excellency,
the church was nothing
if not revolutionary.
In fact, that today it's
considered in some quarters
as a defender of the
status quo is unfortunate.
I shall leave it to the
inspector to give you assurance
that my government
at least is not
endeavored to use the church.
This has been most
interesting, Mr. Craig,
and welcome to Africa.
Thank you, Your Excellency.
I do believe you left
the governor guessing.
Do him good.
What about a coffee?
Oh, thank you.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
What was wrong with
the dinner jacket?
Oh, I think I could have
got into it 10 years ago.
Thank you for the try, anyway.
I'm sorry it didn't fit.
Inspector, the governor said
something about revolution.
Are things that serious?
Well, I'll put it this way.
In the past month,
there have been
two raids on plantations north
of here by the t*rrorists.
And someone in this district's
been decorating the houses
of the whites with dead hawks.
What about the governor?
I'd say this for him.
He leans over
backwards to be fair.
They have a curfew
with no martial law.
He supports the
vote for Africans,
but he knows the dangers
of moving too fast.
Won't let either the
Africans or the Gregorys
take the law into
their own hands.
Meanwhile, he thinks
Obam is watching.
So far, at least, they give
him all the rope he wants.
You know the man with him?
Pastor [INAUDIBLE]?
Well, no.
Not well, at least.
I first met him at a
conference in Switzerland.
He's one of the finest
minds in Africa.
I realized that
my congratulations
on your election
come a little late.
I called at your home yesterday.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't there.
I've been wanting to
hear your explanation
of my brother's dismissal
from the mission school.
It may be that the
principal acted hastily,
but you know as well
as I that the boy
has been using the school as a
center for political agitation.
I hope I'm not intruding.
Well, of course not.
Obam, allow me to
present Bruce Craig.
Good evening.
I've been looking
forward to this, sir.
I believe I am intruding.
Obam, Mr. Craig has come
from America at the invitation
of the African church.
You will look far to find a
more sympathetic listener.
Perhaps then,
you'll enjoy hearing
my explanation of why
my brother was expelled
from the school of your church.
Oh.
I haven't heard
of this, Matthew.
It happened shortly
before you came.
My brother, Kanda, is
associated with Africa's
independence movement.
He's not what the
church considers
politically agreeable.
Accordingly, he was
expelled from its school
for the same reason I was
asked to leave the church.
I've been wanting to hear
your side of the story.
The truth has but
one face, Mr. Craig.
I happen to believe
that, but I also
believe that one must look
behind the face of truth
to find the truth itself.
Fear can make men act
thoughtlessly and foolishly.
I've been afraid.
Doubtless, you, too,
have been afraid.
I can assure you churches
are often a bit afraid.
A church that would
claim my loyalty
must not itself be
claimed by fear.
With that, too, I can agree.
This will be news
to you, Matthew.
When Mrs. Craig and I stepped
out of the house this evening,
we were greeted by a
freshly k*lled hawk.
Now, the truth there, of
course, is that I'm a white man,
but I'm more concerned
about what lies
behind the face of that truth.
I give you my word, Mr. Craig.
I had nothing to do with
this unfortunate occurrence.
I hope you believe me.
I do, and I didn't mean
to imply that you were
associated with the incident.
My opinion of you, sir, is based
solely upon the esteem in which
Pastor [INAUDIBLE] holds you.
I am sorry to interrupt,
but I'm afraid His Excellency
would like to see my husband.
Mr. Craig, my wife.
How do you do?
It's a pleasure.
Welcome to Africa.
I'm looking forward to
meeting Madam Craig.
She'll be happy to know that.
Obam.
Excuse us.
I believe I owe
you an apology.
I doubt that, Matthew.
Can we talk out there?
I should have told you
about Omar and his brother.
Does not help
matters any that Obam
himself was asked
to leave the church.
Are the communists really
supporting his union?
They support any cause that
will serve their purpose.
Obam has denied
personal connections,
but still, they
campaign for him.
It was solely on that basis
that the elders of our church
asked him to leave.
But you're not happy
about it, are you?
No.
We were wrong in dismissing him.
As long as he was in the
fellowship, there was a chance
the church could influence him.
[DRUMS PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
What do they mean, Matthew?
I do not know.
And it's been happening
more frequently.
About the dead hawk, this
is not the first time.
The t*rrorists seem to be
using it as a kind of warning.
But so far, there has been
no violence around here.
But the word for hawk is obam.
Yes.
It is the official
emblem of his party.
The t*rrorists are a radical
element within the party,
and they want to make
it appear that Obam
is in sympathy with them.
[DRUMS PLAYING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHTER]
It was shrewd of
you to come, my dear.
Now that you've seen the
inside of government house,
you'll be able to
plan the changes you
will so surely want to make.
I'm certain, Madam Gregory,
that no one can grace
an occasion such as
this more beautifully
than as the governor's lady.
Tomorrow's meeting of
the legislative council
will begin promptly, gentlemen.
The agenda is unusually full.
I've only got one proposal to
make myself, Your Excellency.
Mobilization of the
colonies, manpower, I imagine.
Yes, sir.
It's already on the
agenda, but I doubt
that we'll get around to it.
Well, gentlemen.
Obam, Inspector
Hall tells me you're
planning one of
your public meetings
for the day after tomorrow.
That is so, Your Excellency.
Some of your meetings
have got out of hand.
The police are afraid
of an outbreak.
All I have to say,
Your Excellency,
I shall say before
the council tomorrow.
I assume the privilege
of the floor.
Obam, you know perfectly well
I don't crest from the right
to free speech.
But the last thing I want to see
in this colony is martial law.
Some are already demanding it.
And I don't want to
have any hotheads taking
the law into their own hands.
Am I to infer then
that I shall not
be granted the floor tomorrow?
You are to infer
nothing of the kind.
I'm sorry.
I can no longer talk
frankly, but as you wish.
Tomorrow, then, 10 o'clock.
Excellency.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Obam's election to the council
is quite an achievement, Renee.
I know he's a university
graduate, but still, it's--
it's quite a triumph
for an African.
Don't you agree?
I must remind
you, Mr. Gregory,
that I am African, too.
Are you?
I'm aware of the notion
that African blood
is thicker than
French, but, well,
I never put much stock in it.
Certainly not in your case.
You're making this
rather difficult.
I don't see why.
Personally, frankness could
make a lot of things easier.
N'est-ce pas?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Thank you for the
pleasant interlude, Renee.
Obam, we were talking
about your election.
I'm looking forward to hearing
what you have to say tomorrow.
You'll hear it, Mr. Gregory.
And you'll hear it
from me, not my wife.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
MAN: A raid has
just been reported,
Your Excellency, at
the Collier place.
[SIREN WAILING]
[POUNDING]
This council must face the
fact that lawless violence is
no longer an academic matter.
Last night's raid on the Collier
estate ended in brutal m*rder.
Coming on top of two recent
acts of terrorism in the north,
it compels us to frame a
program of immediate action.
Your Excellency.
Mr. Gregory.
You asked for a
program of action.
Now, if I knew the
man responsible for
these outbreaks, I'd name him.
In that case, our line of
action would be perfectly clear.
I suggest Your Excellency ask
Obam to tell us who they are.
I must answer you
directly, Mr. Gregory.
I do not know.
You make that statement in
spite of the fact your brother,
Kanda, is identified
with radical elements
of the progressive movement?
I do, Your Excellency.
I am not responsible for
the actions of anyone
but myself, political
or otherwise.
What about the actions
of your labor unions?
Are none of them
political, or do
you no longer represent them?
I represent them, Mr. Gregory,
but I do not compel them.
Your Excellency, may
I have the floor?
You may, sir.
Gentlemen,
believe me, I do not
know the men responsible
for these acts of violence.
My own effort thus far
on behalf of the workers
has been a call for political
action and not for force.
Thus far?
When will you turn to force?
Let your labor unions
renounce the hawk
and you'll be more convincing.
Mr. Gregory, you are
new on this council,
but I hardly thought
you would need tutoring
in parliamentary conduct.
Your Excellency, let the
colonial government grant
but three things and
the teeth will be pulled
from the jaws of terrorism.
First, broaden the franchise.
Second, place this entire
legislative council
on an elective basis.
Third, abolish the curfew,
except in localities
where flagrant
lawlessness has occurred.
You asked for a
program of action.
Here it is.
Adopt it not as a
concession, but as a step
toward self-government
which will come,
which must come to my people.
Adopt it, and you will
be unable to number
your friends, for
they will be legion.
Reject it, and your government
will face a general strike that
will paralyze this country.
Your Excellency,
I resent these--
these strong arm tactics.
And I speak for the
majority of this council
and every decent civilized
member of the colony
when I say--
Mr. Gregory,
you're out of order.
This council will not be
used as a sounding board
for partisan interests.
And that applies
equally to every member.
Obam, I was not born in Africa,
but I have been close to her
for over 30 years, longer
than the length of your life.
And I believe I love
Africa as much as you do.
Let me remind you as you nurse
your grievances that we have
education, health,
and a standard
of living that were unknown
in this part of the world
before we came.
You talk of freedom and justice.
We have given you civilized
methods of justice.
And the freedom your
people have today
is a far cry from
their old bondage
to tribal superstitions.
Until the present emergency,
they were free to go
and come as they pleased.
Your Excellency,
it is not that most
people want merely to be treated
freely or to move freely.
My people want to be free.
The history of their
captivity, whatever
its incidental
benefits, burns deep.
Only name or date for freedom.
Give us a timetable
for independence.
Set a date, any
day at all, and we
will work together
toward the day
when this country
shall again be free.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Oh.
Good morning, Sandar Lai.
Good morning, Mrs. Craig.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
It hasn't taken you long
to get into the harness.
No.
The harness feels good after
being out of it so long.
Mrs. Craig, your
new assistant is here.
Oh, fine, Doctor.
Thank you.
Sandar Lai, how's
the work going?
Slowly.
The results aren't
as tangible as this.
Don't expect miracles.
Not all at once.
Just don't depend on them,
and they'll come to pass.
There we are now.
That's all finished.
I gave your
assistant her uniform.
When she relieves you,
I could use your help.
We'll have to operate.
Yes, Doctor.
Good morning.
Good morning.
We haven't met, but I want
to say that I wish your husband
well in his new position.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
This is Sandar Lai from
the church in India.
He's come at the request of the
African church to work with us.
Not here at the hospital,
I'm sorry to say.
I wouldn't be
of much use here.
I work at the mine,
which accounts
for the way I'm dressed.
I had hoped to see Mr. Craig.
He wasn't at the house.
He's visiting one
or two of the schools,
and that usually means
he's away for the day.
Can it wait?
It may be important.
Well, I think we
can get word to him.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Bye.
Oh, Martha.
Renee, this is Martha Okubo.
She'll handle the tricky cases.
I shall do the best I can.
If you want anything,
just call on Martha.
Thank you.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[CAR DRIVING]
They've taken your land.
They've taken your wealth.
And what have they
given you in return?
Do you have more land?
Those of you who once
plowed your own fields
now work the land of the
white planter for what,
for a white man's salary?
Do you have more wealth?
Those of you who work
in the white man's
mines, what is your wealth?
Is it the few coins
you receive at the end
of a week's hard labor?
Is this your wealth?
If you are Africans,
listen to me.
If this is your
country, listen to me.
If this is your
land, listen to me.
Yesterday, I sat on the
white man's council.
Yesterday, I asked
for three small words.
I asked that men be allowed
to vote who have no land.
I asked that you be allowed to
elect the men who govern you.
I asked that the
curfew be ended so
that we may walk in this land of
ours at night as free men walk.
If these requests
had been granted,
there would be no need
for a general strike.
He did not grant those requests.
To every one of
them, he said no.
To you, he said no.
No.
No.
What then shall we
think of the white man?
Shall we believe that he
wants us to have our land?
No.
No.
No.
Shall we believe what
he promises wealth?
No.
No.
Shall we believe that
he intends to set us free?
No.
[YELLING]
Wait, my friends.
Wait.
You must listen to me.
There is another side to this.
[YELLING]
May I speak to them?
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Listen to me, my people.
Much of what Obam
has told you is true.
Some of the white men
have taken our land,
but others have
built our schools.
Some have stolen our
country's wealth,
but others have helped
us fight the [INAUDIBLE]..
They have given us hospitals
and healed our bodies.
It's true that some
would deny freedom to us,
but others have
given us the word
of God that we may be
freed from the jungle
swamps of fear and sin.
Obam has spoken truth,
but it is half truth.
Be careful, my people.
Lest for half truth, you
give yourselves to violence,
as some have already done.
For those who
achieve in violence
are fit only for rule by force.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHATTER]
Obam, we must not become
the kind of men we condemn.
How do we justify ourselves. if
hated because we are not white,
we return that hatred simply
because others are not black?
We are working for a
better tomorrow than that.
[INAUDIBLE]
Today, some of our
children, many of them,
are being trained
for that tomorrow.
And they are being
trained in schools that
were founded by white
men and are maintained
largely by white men.
Hello.
Where did you get your dreams?
Where did you learn to hope?
Come with me.
I must go to town.
Good.
It's on your way.
Kedu.
Kedu.
You have a strong, clear voice.
Now, I want you to listen
to some voices to which
you have closed your ears.
Mother.
Mother, this is Obam, my friend.
Mother.
It is easy to be
impatient, but remember this.
When the first missionary
came to this part of Africa,
my mother was
already a young girl.
Is it not so, Mother?
When the white missionary
came, you were standing tall.
Look at this picture.
What do you see?
A cross.
What else?
Hands are holding it.
They are lifting it up.
Brown, black, yellow,
white, the hands of all men.
This is a fantasy.
It is reality, my son.
This thing is happening
on every continent,
and you do not know it.
You have been as one who sleeps.
Not all of us have kept pace
with the changes about it.
That is our tragedy.
It's not that we lack
vision, but that our vision
outstrips our daring.
Always, we drag one
foot in the past.
You speak for the old
way of violence and hate,
and you think you
talk of revolution.
Well, I tell you that a greater
and more profound revolution
has already taken place.
In spite of the
faltering of His church,
Christ has taught our
people that they are
equal with others before God.
Whether the world likes it or
not, people are on the march
here in Africa and
all across Asia,
and they will not be stopped.
But the direction they take will
be determined by men who lead.
I pray that they be men of God.
And where are such
men to be found?
In such places
as this, my son.
Obam, the church to
which I give my loyalty
is not this small group of men
who have turned their backs
on you and your brother.
I should not still
be serving the church
if I deserted because of short
sighted men in our midst.
My church is a great company
of 700 million Christians
across the Earth, the
living church of which
you and I are a living part.
Shall we whose measure
is the measure of man
and not of the beast return
to the law of the beast?
Our times call for men of
noble vision and the courage
to make the dream come true.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Stay well.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHISTLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHISTLING]
[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Gregory, what's this
I hear about your chaps
taking the law into
your own hands?
Well, Inspector,
a few of us out here
with our lives and
investments at stake
decided to protect them.
You boys always
arrive a bit too late.
You can tell your
friends the first one
to try anything will be
shipped home on the next boat.
You mean if you have
anything to say about it,
which you don't.
Look what happened
to Jim Collier.
Police cars rolling through
the hills, sirens wide open,
and a big show.
The trouble was, Inspector,
Jim's throat was already slit.
We've got a constitution
in this colony,
and we're going to
see you abide by it.
Keep that in mind.
Save your heroics
and your skins.
Sandar Lai.
Thank you.
What is it?
Barbara sent me the message.
Can you get in
touch with Obam?
Why?
I'm afraid there's
going to be more trouble.
At my place?
I don't think so.
What do you want me to do?
The talk involves Obam,
and I'm afraid for him.
They are certain he's gone
over to the t*rrorists.
I'll have a talk with Obam.
When are they planning
to do this, Sandar Lai?
This weekend,
perhaps tomorrow night.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Kanda, listen to me.
You are far beyond all this.
In my country, there are
10 million Christians
who share a faith
that is greater
than this faith and a stronger
bond than race or country.
You will see.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
This pattern of
superstition and fear
belongs to Africa's past.
What are you creating
for our future?
If you ever need
help, let me know.
I mean it.
No matter what the
circumstances, please
call on me.
I want to be your friend.
Try me.
Try me.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[CAR DRIVING]
[CAR DOORS SLAMMING]
What's the story, Fred?
Ben here got it
from one of his boys.
My foreman lives
near Obam's brother,
so he did some listening around.
It was the t*rrorists all right.
Young Kanda's been bragging
they're going to pull
off another raid this weekend.
Any idea where?
No, but it's sure
to be away from town.
They aren't taking any chances.
What's this all about?
We're heading
for more trouble.
The police know about it?
We'll keep the
police out of this.
Better check the servants.
I did.
There's no one around.
You think there's a
chance you can learn
anything more by tomorrow?
Just a chance.
Well, see what you can do.
Fred, get word to
some of the others.
The rest of you, round up g*ns
and ammunition and stand by.
You're taking a lot for
granted, aren't you, Steve?
I'm through taking
things for granted.
Jim Collier took
them for granted,
and other day, he got his.
And they hung another hawk
last night at Ben's place.
I go along with Steve.
We've got to do what we can.
Look, this is a
job for the police.
Steve, suppose they
do pull another raid.
What good will
personal revenge do
except pile vengeance
on vengeance
and give the poor devils
cause for new revenge?
You can't break a cycle
of injustice that way.
College boy.
I think you're afraid,
or maybe we all are.
I'm scared, and I admit it.
What in the name of heaven have
we ever done that we should
expect them to lick our boots?
God knows we've got good
reason to be scared,
but God also knows that your
answer is no answer at all.
It's a retreat
into the dark ages.
Finished?
You can go back to your books.
Right, you men get going.
Listen.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Did you speak at the mine?
I spoke.
You are most alone, my
darling, on your travel.
Let me share your loneliness.
Go back to your book, Renee.
There are happier
thoughts there than those
I have to share with you.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Then I have been
reading the wrong book.
"Diagnosis and Treatment of the
Tropical Diseases of the Eye."
I have been reading
about the granulation
of the eyelid,
characteristic of trachoma.
What's that got
to do with you?
I volunteered my
services at the clinic.
There's much I had forgotten.
The white man's hospital.
The patients were African.
So was the doctor.
I must do something, Obam.
I'm good for very little.
How long must we wait?
They will do nothing at
any cost to themselves.
And they intend
to give us nothing
unless we force it from them.
You cannot be sure there's
strength to force them.
They are more afraid
of a single raid
than all the talk of a strike.
If we could only
organize our strength,
who knows what friends will
come and stand with us?
Now, you're talking more
and more like your brother.
My brother may be close
to the truth, Renee.
A great man has said,
there is one thing
mightier than all
the forces of Earth,
an idea whose time has come.
And the time for Africa's
freedom has long since come.
Must we endure another
century of humiliation?
Is there no voice
to cry this shame
before the throne of heaven?
Is there no voice at all?
[CRYING]
[RAIL CARTS CLANKING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[BANGING]
[CAR DRIVING]
MAN: The witchdoctors say
the raid must be tonight.
You must come with us.
You are wrong, all of you.
You put too much faith in magic.
It's called magic
superstition or JuJu.
It's necessary.
It is foolishness.
You were more
convincing at the mine.
You are beginning to sound
like an African again.
An African, yes, but
not a Bush African.
You've attended
too many schools
and sat at too many
conference tables.
The foreigners are stupid.
They taught me just enough to
know that they are my enemy.
They couldn't make
me forget Africa.
Do you know that
you need an army,
and army to drive them
out, not the mumbo
jumbo of a witch doctor?
You'll have an army
in time, but you won't
have a good one without JuJu.
Everything else has failed you.
So revive on our people
their ancient faith.
Give them back their tribal
religions and nothing
will stop them.
All we're waiting
for is a leader.
Come with us tonight and
our country can be reborn.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Oh, I'll-- I'll--
I'll join you later.
Don't disappoint
us again, my brother.
Who is it, [INAUDIBLE]?
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
I'm glad you're here.
If Pastor [INAUDIBLE] sent
you, you're wasting your time.
No, it was my own idea.
Why'd you come to
Africa, Mr. Craig?
They didn't want you in China,
and you're not welcome here.
Obam, the word's around
there'll be violence tonight.
What's violence
got to do with me?
Well, that's
exactly the question
I came here to ask you.
Very well.
I once put my faith and
reason in calm deliberation.
My country's not free.
I put my trust in the
peaceful sanctions,
the boycott, and the strike, and
freedom's as far away as ever.
I put my faith in the
church, and the church
has failed to support my
people's claim to freedom.
There is little choice
left, Mr. Craig.
I see.
You see.
You see only what you're
conditioned to see.
You see with the
eyes of a foreigner,
I see only with the
eyes of an African.
And we can never
have the same vision.
I wonder.
Men like ourselves have
shared the same vision,
are sharing it, in fact, in
many corners of the Earth.
And it's a vision that
knows no color or race.
I believe you had it once.
You asked me why I am here.
Well, this is part of it.
I don't want to see repeated the
same mistakes we made in China.
You have nothing to offer me.
I think I have because you
walked straight out of my past.
You remind me of my son.
And what I learned from him,
that much I have to offer you.
My son's name was Ming Tao.
And when I first saw my son,
he was already 10 years old.
My associate in the church on
the mission compound found him.
He was dying in an
epidemic that had
already k*lled
hundreds of Chinese,
including the boy's parents.
His mother and father
had been members
of our little congregation.
So when the boy
came under our roof,
we decided to take care of him.
We had no children.
And, in a few weeks,
we adopted him.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Ming Tao accepted me
readily as a father,
and I loved him as my own son.
Ming Tao grew up in
the mission church,
but it was never
really his church.
Dr. Lin knew what was
happening long before I did.
I was a foreigner representing
an American church,
and I was number one man.
Three years later,
great political changes
were taking place in China.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
More of the leaflets.
What does this mean, Father?
The new day has come.
China for the Chinese.
Foreigners must go home.
Why, Father, you're a
foreigner, aren't you?
Let me see it, Son.
In the weeks that
followed, the people
were torn between
their old loyalties
and the bright promises
of the new prophets.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
I felt the greatest danger was
that when the communists came--
and it was certain
they would come--
the Chinese Christians would
be cut off from their brothers
abroad.
They came before
we expected them.
They came noisily, but
their coming was orderly.
[CARS DRIVING]
[CHINESE SPEECH PLAYING OVER
SPEAKER]
Changes were made
gradually at first.
Then, the new regime took
over with a vengeance.
And you were
thrown out of China?
No, we could stay
if we so chose.
I chose to say.
I could no longer
work at the mission,
but I was allowed to teach
at the government college.
There were restrictions,
but for three years,
I saw this people's
government at close quarters.
I didn't realize how much closer
those quarters were to be.
Our first inkling of
the new turn in events
came when my position
was canceled.
I was ordered back
to the mission
and confined to the compound.
We sent Ming Tao to
live with friends
until we could be sure of where
we stood with the government.
It was the last I was to
see of him for some time.
[BANGING ON DOOR]
Yes.
Who is it?
POLICE OFFICER: The police.
Open up.
Barbara, get dressed.
John.
Do not make a
disturbance, Mr. Craig.
You are under arrest.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
You won't need those.
Quiet.
Stay where you are.
Bruce.
You, Mrs. Craig,
remain silent.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Is Mrs. Craig
under arrest, too?
Certainly.
Try not to worry, Barbara.
I'll be in touch with you.
Just let me get
properly dressed.
That will be taken care of.
John, when we've gone,
please get word to Ming Tao.
That will be quite impossible.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
[INAUDIBLE]
There's enough light
in here for a good picture.
We do not need your advice.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
BRUCE CRAIG: After a
year or so, the affair
became less like a comic opera
and more like a bad dream,
a dream you can't awake from.
I was completely cut
off from the outside.
I didn't know at the time
that others were undergoing
similar treatment, a daily
minimum of exercise and food,
whatever sleep one can manage
under the circumstances.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
There were endless
nights of questionings.
My first examination
lasted for 40 nights.
And some nights, I was
questioned two or three
times for hours at a stretch.
Listen carefully, please.
You will write everything you
remember about your colleague,
Dr. John [INAUDIBLE],, every
conversation you have had,
everything you knew or
heard others say about him.
In particular,
recall the details
of his proposal
for a two way radio
and your subsequent contacts
with American consulate
in Hong Kong and your activities
in that connection for the FBI.
The FBI?
How many times
must I repeat, sir?
I came to China solely
on behalf of my church.
Mr. Craig, we
feel you are being
exceptionally cooperative.
But now, you're
suffering from fatigue.
We shall provide you
with a transcript
of Dr. [INAUDIBLE] testimony.
Study and prepare
your statement.
When you have rested,
we shall talk again.
Shall we say in
approximately three hours?
Were you released
after that examination?
No.
Apparently, I hadn't given
them what they wanted.
Some weeks later, there
was another examination.
That one lasted for 35 days.
I have misjudged you.
That's a heavy price
to pay for your faith.
No price is too great.
I still had no word
from the outside
from Mrs. Craig or Ming Tao.
It was many months
later that I learned
something of what had happened.
BRUCE CRAIG (VOICEOVER): I
hadn't been seriously ill,
but I was mentally confused.
At times, I was
unable to distinguish
between reality and fantasy.
My dreams blended
with my waking hours
so that it was often difficult
to tell the one on the other.
I tried to discipline
my mind by recalling
the faces of my questioners
and the soldiers in the room.
A new face was a new experience
and helped stimulate my senses.
There was a new one that day.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
It was my son, Ming Tao.
The change in him
was incredible.
There was something
more than just
the years of our separation.
I tried to convince myself that
this was part of the fantasy.
But that night, I
knew it was real.
My son.
You became my father.
That perhaps is my trouble.
I've been unable to forget.
I was told you fled
and deserted me.
Yes, they would
have to tell you that.
Did you want to forget?
I must rid my mind
of any thought which
weakens my devotion to duty.
Yes.
I can bear but one
supreme allegiance.
To God.
To my country.
You must confess the
judges are impatient.
Will you confess?
No.
Why?
Why would you not confess?
Because, my son, the
charges are not the truth.
What do the details matter?
Of course they're not all true.
Even in this matter
of the wireless,
I know the testimony is false.
But there is truth in
some of the charges.
Ming Tao, if they promise
to set me free tomorrow,
I shall tell the truth.
And if they promise
to k*ll me tomorrow,
I'll still tell the truth.
You cannot deny
that you've always
been an agent for
American imperialism
and white superiority.
Of course I deny that.
I've tried to be a Christian.
I failed often, but
I failed because I
was human, not because I was
an agent for imperialism.
You believe that?
You do not know that you've
never prayed a prayer
or preached a sermon or
greeted a Chinese friend
except from a mountain
of implied superiority.
Always, you and
your white brothers
have come to China to
speak of a God and Savior
whose face is white.
Ming Tao, God knows no color.
Neither does his church.
What's happened, my son?
Who's taught you this?
Together, with the
people of our village,
you built a church.
In whom was legal title vested?
Funds were received
and collections taken.
Who administered the money?
Appointments were made to places
of authority in the church.
Who made them?
You called in a Chinese home.
Who occupied the seat
of honor, and why?
Because you were a finer, better
man than the Chinese guest
who was also there?
No, because you have a white
face, the gift of a white God.
My son, I've failed you.
But remember, Christ
has not failed you.
MING TAO: I came
tonight to help you.
I'm here against orders, but
I thought I could save you
by persuading you to confess.
Always, I've lost the
people I've loved.
My parents.
You.
Mrs. Barbara.
Son, you've lost none of us,
and you've not lost Christ.
I love my country,
but I cannot help her.
Much of what I've done
in these past few years
is in deep conflict with what
I believe as a Christian.
I can no longer put faith
in the bright promises
of a people's government.
I've seen too much
violence, too much
oppression, too much bloodshed.
It's rarely easy to
bear witness to the truth.
For you, Ming Tao,
it will be hard.
But you're not alone, my son.
Whatever comes, you
are never alone.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Ming Tao, we are
more than conquerors.
Through him that loved us.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
[g*nsh*t]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Through him that loved us.
It's been five years
since my release.
And I've tried to keep
paramount in my life the lesson
I learned from my son.
It's this.
The greatest gift one man
can give another is Christ.
But the giving is not enough.
The Chinese Christian,
the African church
must know that Christ is theirs.
The gift is their very own
to hold and to give again.
Because I didn't
understand, I failed my son.
By God's grace,
I'll not fail you.
More than conquerors.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Obam, thank God you
didn't [INAUDIBLE]..
Renee, I'm no longer alone.
Obam.
I'm very much afraid for him.
Something is terribly wrong.
Where will it happen, Renee?
If you know, tell me.
I'll do what I can.
They've gone to the
Blaisdell plantation.
It is too late.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
CLAUDIA: Please, let
me see Mr. Gregory.
Please.
I'm not [INAUDIBLE].
Mr. Gregory, you
must let us get out
of here before it's too late.
Mrs. Claudia, you must
get upstairs and keep quiet.
[INAUDIBLE] get them up there.
All right.
Come along.
We'll all go back in the room.
You'll be quite safe
if you stay there.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Obam.
I told them you'd come.
You fools.
Do you know what you're doing?
Get out of here
before it's too late.
What are you talking about?
Kanda, take me to your leader.
You must stop them.
Don't listen to him.
Kanda.
This man is not our friend.
He has betrayed us.
He is no longer
my brother, Obam.
Kanda, wait.
Here's a spare
for your [INAUDIBLE]
- OK, sir.
- Jeff, you load for them.
Right.
Now, remember,
the second I throw
the switch and the floodlights
go on, let them have it.
George, get upstairs.
Cover the balcony.
Right, Steve.
Look, Steve, the women
are terribly frightened.
You should have
sent them into town.
So the [INAUDIBLE]
can call it off and come
back some other night when we're
not so lucky to know about it?
How about the servants?
They've all run away.
I think you're
dead wrong, Steve.
What would you do about it?
Maybe 50, 100
bloodthirsty Africans out
there ready to sack this place.
Exactly what would you do?
You should have
notified the police.
There may still be time.
Any other
suggestions, Overholt?
Preacher, get
away from that door.
Operator, give me the police.
[BANG]
Steve, you won't solve
anything by taking
the law into your own hands.
You're deliberately
beating the Africans.
This is a vicious trap.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Steve, they're here.
Let me know the moment
they're all in the open.
Very well, Gregory.
You leave me no choice.
Mr. Craig.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Get back.
It's a trap.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
It's Mr. Craig.
Don't sh**t.
He's a friend.
Obam.
[g*nf*re]
[SIRENS WAILING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Mr. Craig.
Through Him, loved--
Through Him, they loved us.
Double the guard on him.
Get to the hospital
with the others
and then head back
to the compound.
Well, that's taught the devils
a lesson they won't forget.
Just a little bit too
late, again, Inspector.
Go away, Gregory.
You've done enough
damage for one night.
I don't think I like
that remark, Inspector.
No, I don't suppose you do.
How do you like that?
I want all you men
at headquarters
tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock.
Why don't you learn to
use one of these things?
[SMACK]
Gregory, take it easy.
Easy.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
SANDAR LAI (VOICEOVER): No
matter what the circumstances,
please call on me.
I want to be your friend.
Try me.
Try me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIREN WAILING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
My people, our church invited
Bruce Craig to come to Africa
to join hands with
us and to share
with us his rich
experience in another land.
Now, we have k*lled him.
Yes, we have taken his life.
Our impatience, our hatred,
and our blind, unreasoning
prejudice have k*lled him.
Is the cause for which
he lived also dead?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Because some of
us were impatient,
we are today further
from freedom than ever.
Because certain lawless
men permitted prejudice
to blind them, this
country stands on the brink
of riot and unrest.
Our country can not be made
free by hatred and bloodshed.
We shall only become
sl*ves to hatred, our own
and the hatred of others.
We know we must have freedom.
And when we take this great
desire of ours to Jesus
and we ask him, is
this desire good,
we hear him answer, yes,
my children, it is good.
One day, freedom may
come to this land,
but it will not come easily.
Our malice and our skin
have already cost us dearly.
Jesus Christ in his own
sacrifice has shown us the way.
And we must learn to
follow in that way
before we can call
ourselves truly free.
[CHATTER]
Obam.
Obam.
[CHATTER]
OBAM (VOICEOVER): The
charges are not true, Renee.
But whether they find
me guilty or not,
I know that you will
always believe me.
And remember, my darling,
I am no longer alone.
All my love always, Obam.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
WOMAN (SINGING):
This man is mine.
And though he's far from
me, his love will always
be my guiding star above.
This man is mine.
No force can tear apart
two lives that share
one heart and one eternal love.
I can hear his heartbeat say.
OBAM (VOICEOVER): Where
you stay, I will stay.
WOMAN (SINGING): And my
heartbeat answers low.
OBAM (VOICEOVER): Where
you go, I will go.
WOMAN (SINGING): I
will follow faithfully.
OBAM (VOICEOVER): That
where you are, I may be.
WOMAN (SINGING):
And heaven above
will guide my lover to me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Our hands will meet.
And in his eyes will
shine my secret dreams.
And I will know
this man is mine.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Obam's being given
a separate hearing.
The governor's leaning
over backward, to be fair.
I hope he's not
making a mistake.
Is it true that
Obam's brother is
going to testify against him?
Yes.
Why?
To save his own neck.
It's as simple as that.
[HAWK SQUAWKING]
[GAVEL BANGING]
The court wishes to
remind the prosecutor
that this is not a trial.
We are here to
determine whether there
is any just cause in
bringing a formal charge
against the accused.
That is our sole purpose.
And the court cannot permit any
action designed to prejudice
the case of the defendant.
The prosecutor will accordingly
refrain from further leading
of the witness.
He may proceed with
his questioning.
Now, Inspector, permit me
to summarize your testimony.
The court will correct
me if I'm in error.
You arrived at the house on the
Blaisdell plantation shortly
after 10 o'clock last
Friday evening accompanied
by a number of the police.
At the time of your arrival,
there was intensive firing,
which originated from
several parts of the house
and was directed toward a large
number of armed African men.
These men were trespassing,
apparently trespassing
on the Blaisdell
property, with many
of them endeavoring to escape.
Further, you have
testified that--
that two of the
police apprehended
the defendant at
the scene, and you
ordered him taken in custody.
Now, Inspector, in the
light of the facts to which
you have testified,
can you tell the court
whether the defendant
was a party to the act
of violence as charged?
No, I cannot.
PROSECUTOR: No
further questions.
[CHATTER]
If it please the
court, I wish to call
one more witness,
a witness whose
testimony will be conclusive.
I call the brother
of the defendant.
[CHATTER]
I swear by Almighty God
that the evidence I shall give
to the court shall be the
truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.
What is your name?
Kanda.
[INAUDIBLE]
Do you know this man?
KANDA: Yes.
Tell the court
the relationship
between you and the defendant.
He was my brother.
Is he not still your brother?
Yes.
Yes.
Now, tell the court where
you were last Friday
evening at 10 o'clock.
I was with my friends.
And how were you and
your friends dressed?
In ordinary clothes.
Do you recognize this emblem?
Yes.
Tell the court what
the emblem represents.
A hawk.
What is your brother's name?
KANDA: Obam.
Were you and your
friends on the evening
we are talking about wearing
emblems similar to this?
We were all wearing them.
Tell the court where
you and your friends
were last Friday evening at
approximately 10 o'clock,
the name of the place.
We we on the Blaisdell estate.
And what was your intent
and that of your friends?
We--
Tell the court the truth.
KANDA: We planned to
k*ll the white residents
and burn the buildings.
Now, is it true that
prior to that evening,
you had stated publicly
that your brother was
capable of organizing the ruckus
of this district into an army?
Answer yes or no.
Yes.
And is it also true
that you had declared
your brother was at the head
of a nationalist movement
committed to violence?
I believe that.
Yes.
Now, think carefully
before you answer.
Was your brother, who is
called the hawk, the man who
not only planned the raid
on the Blaisdell estate,
but was himself the
leader of the men?
No.
My brother had
nothing to do with it.
[CHATTER]
I was mistaken.
He has never been one of us.
He came to the Blaisdell estate
because he is my brother.
If it please the court.
You may speak.
But I must warn you
that whatever you say
may be given in evidence
upon your trial.
Your Honor, Kanda
is indeed my brother.
And I know now that Bruce
Craig was my brother, too.
Had I learned this
earlier, Bruce Craig
would be alive today.
I cannot judge this
boy and his companions.
But just as Kanda is guilty
under the law, before God,
I, too, am guilty,
as guilty as he.
I am guilty, Your Honor,
not so much because I
was tempted to
violence, but because I
had already yielded to hatred.
I was impatient and proud,
shouting when I should have
reasoned, making
threats when I should
have sought understanding.
I wanted freedom for my people.
I gave them only the
desire to destroy.
I have failed my brother
by being less than the man
I would like him to be.
But there are others
I have failed,
a company of Christians
in whose fellowship I
once found a place.
Matthew Amugu belongs
to that company.
So does Sandar Lai
and Inspector Hall
and Mrs. Bruce Craig
and countless numbers
whom I will never meet or know.
God grant that I
will work with them
toward our country's freedom
and love and understanding.
It is possible for a man to
walk as a stranger in this land
alone.
And the African will
ask of such a man,
where then are your brothers?
They will not ask
this of me again,
for I am no longer alone.
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Mark of the Hawk, The (1957)
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