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- But gentlemen, I, I know nothing

about this article being printed.

I was out of town.

- Then let me read what is
printed here in your paper.

"If Japan wants to control China,

we must first crush the United States,

just as, in the past,

we had to fight in the
Russo-Japanese War."

- But gentlemen, you know "The Chronicle"

has supported the government
for 25 years, every government.

- It is late for explanations.

This insult to Baron Tanaka
and the Japanese people

has caused great disturbance.

You must know the penalty
for disregard censorship.

- If my managing editor had
violated any of the regulations,

I'll fire him.

Nick.

Nick Condon. Somebody dig up Nick Condon!

- He's out. Something important.

Said he wasn't to be disturbed.

- I don't care if he's
interviewing the emperor.

Get him here right away.

- Get him on the phone, Kinshan.

- Okay, Mr. Sprague, but
he's not gonna like it.

Get him anyway.

- Tachikawa.

- Hello, Oshima. What's on your mind?

- Uh, Nick, I, uh-

- There's a matter to
discuss, if you please.

- Shoot.

It is an official
matter of great importance.

- Well, great.

Come on in. We'll talk it over.

- Nick, will you please.

- Oh, all right, all right.

Uh, hand me that towel, will you?

- Lies, lies. It is all one big lie!

Every word is untrue.

-Aw, now, just a minute.

- You must disclose source
of your information.

Police must know name of this traitor.

- All right, that's fair enough.

You have a right to know.

The name of the traitor
is the American Press.

That article appeared in
three New York newspapers.

- But I cannot believe it!

- All right, check with
your consul in New York.

- Very unfortunate.

When American newspaper prints slander,

fine American people
receive poor impression

of Japanese friendship.

- Oh, I agree, I agree.

If there's anything I hate,

it's to give anyone a poor impression

of Japanese friendship.

-Ah, thank you.

- Thank you.

- You can't do this to me, Nick.

My blood pressure won't stand it.

Supposing they shut me down.

- Now look, when I came here two years ago

and took over this rag,
it was on one condition.

That I run it.

- I know, Nick. But you can't-

- Oh, your circulation has doubled,

advertising has gone up 500%,

and you're making more money

than you ever made in your life.

- Hey, you're not doing so badly yourself.

You're making five times the
money you made at Shanghai.

- You tired of the deal?

- Oh, now, don't think I
don't appreciate what you did

for "The Chronicle," but
printing things like that is-

- That's what newspapers are
for. That's what people buy.

Not just Japanese propaganda handouts.

- But this was just a rumor.

- Yes and thousands of
American businessmen

have a right to know
about rumors like that.

- I know, I know, but Nick,
lots of Japs read English too.

- Yeah, but there was more
to that than just a rumor,

to bring those two birds here about it.

I'll, uh, I'll have Ollie
Miller look into it.

- Look into it? We've
got to get out of it.

You're going to write the retraction.

- I'll write a retraction

when they prove the story is false.

- Nick, are you sure that piece
was in the New York papers?

The Japs would've caught it
on the wires and censored it.

- New Yorkers read it yesterday.

- Yesterday? Then how
could you have read it?

- Read it? I wrote it.

- Nick! Nick, for the love of Mike!

- Hi, Nick. Thought you'd
be in jail by this time.

- Somebody's gonna have
to slit your throat

to save his face.

- Aren't you a little bit
early with that stuff?

- Oh, no, no, no, no. It just seems early.

- I hear the police have
collected all "The Chronicles"

from the newsstands.

- Well, I hope you boys got your copies.

You're welcome to cable
any part of it you want.

- Mm, no thanks. I wanna stay in Tokyo.

I just signed a new lease.

-Anybody here seen Ollie, Ollie Miller?

- No, not yet.

- When Ollie Miller is not
at this bar, he must be sick.

- See you later.

Sure.

- Oh, there you are, Nick.

Meet Joe Cassell. He just
pulled in from Shanghai.

- Hello.

- Glad to know you.

- Won't you sit down?

- Yeah.

- Uh, have a drink?

- Scotch and soda.

- Me too.

- Three Scotch and sodas.

Uh, Joe Cassell, Joe Cassell.

Mm, covered the criminal courts

for the old "Tele" in New
York, then went to Russia,

and then Peking,

and worked for the American
Press Association for a while.

Then I lost track.

- There's fame for ya, Cass.

- No, that's a good memory.

- Want a job?

- Going home.

I was up at the foreign
office this morning.

That stow of yours had
'em buzzing like hornets.

It was very amusing.

- Eh, break the monotony.

- Where'd you dig it up?

-A little here, a little there.

- Of course, there's not
a grain of truth in it.

You know that.

- I don't know anything, do you?

- Quite a bit.

Our Chinese cousins are trying desperately

to shape public opinion against Japan.

- What for?

- To take attention off
their own internal disorders.

And believe me, disorder
is a clean name for it.

Having just spent four
years there, I know.

- I lived there six years myself.

- Four was enough for me.

Not that I haven't a tremendous admiration

for the Chinese people.

- I see. Some of my best
friends are Chinese, huh?

- Well, at last.

- Hi, fellas!

Hiya, Bogardis.

Hey, Chas, did you get a
load of that front page

of Nick's this morning?

Dynamite, huh?

Hey, come on, how about a little drink?

Set 'em up, on me!

- You, buying?

- As many as you can handle.

- I'll have a double Scotch and soda.

- I'll have a Bourbon, double.

Double.

- How 'bout you, Bogardis?

- I'll have a little soda.

- You know what I want.

- But Mr. Condon, China,
throughout the century-

- Excuse, please. Mr. Miller is here.

- Oh, yes, sir, I'm quittin'.

- What, again?

- Ever see these things before?

Thank you.

- Keep the change.

Two tickets for home, on
the first boat I could get,

leaving tonight.

Nagata Maru.

- But where did you get the dough?

- New invention. Secret machine.

Press button, out comes
fives, 10s, 100s!

- Well, in that case, how
about the 30 you owe me?

-A pleasure, a pleasure.

And here's the 10 that you
wouldn't loan me, Stinker.

Buy a round of drinks.

- Excuse me, we'll
continue this in our next.

Ollie just came in. I'll see you later.

So long, Nick.

- Yes, sir, I'm quitting
this godforsaken land.

What has it got?

Cherry blossoms but no cherries.

What kind of cherry trees are those?

Eh, I'll probably settle
down in Connecticut

and write a book.

If I don't write a book, I'll...

Hi, Nick boy. I've been
looking for you all over.

200 and 20.

A debt of long standing.

Great honor to pay.

- He must have been
trading in Shanghai silver.

- Johnson's just going to buy a drink.

- Where'd you get the money?

- I came into it.

- Come on, make sense. What's up?

- I might well take offense at
the skepticism in your tone.

But I prefer to be generous

and remember you as my
friend and former employer.

And attribute it to your bitter
jealousy of my good fortune.

- Former employer?

- I'm leaving, tonight.

Me and Edith. Nagata Maru.

- Where did you get that money?

- Nick, take a tip from me.

Come on back to the States.

This place is gettin' hotter
than the inside of Fujiyama.

Get out. There was blood on
the streets this morning.

Oh, it'll be flowing like a
river before the summer's over.

- So you are mixed up in something shady.

Me? Ollie Miller?

Hey, don't forget.

A deck, cabin 23.

Come down there tonight,

and I'll fill you full of champagne

and tell you how much
I love you.

Man's best friend, ya dog!

So long, friends.

So long, nice people, so long! Woo-hoo!

- Konnichiwa, Miko-san.

- Nick! Isn't it marvelous, going home?

I won't believe it till I'm seasick.

- Yeah, great stuff.

Oh, Miko-san.

- Uh, you go on with your packing, Edie.

- Yeah, I'll have to. Never
been early in my life.

- What's it all about?

- Oh, Nick, you've got me.

All of a sudden, everything is wonderful.

Rags to riches.

- Well, how does Ollie explain it?

- Oh, like he does everything else.

Uh, excuse me, he dismisses it.

- Didn't he say anything?

- Oh, vague, very vague.

Something about a contract
for a book he's gonna write.

Big literary deal, advanced
royalties, scads of money.

- Mmm, fine, fine.

- Nick, I don't care where he got it.

Maybe he stole the emperor's treasures.

All I know is we're going home.

This place is slowly killing him.

And me too.

-All right, all right.

After all, Ollie's private
business is still his own.

But I didn't want to see
either of you get into a jam

because of anything irregular.

- Well, if there's anybody
he'd tell what it's all about,

it'd be you, Nick.

- Well, that's what has
me worried. He hasn't.

- You'll be at the boat tonight?

- Yeah, sure. With a couple
of magnums of champagne.

That should open his big mouth.

- He's opened it on less.

- Yeah.

- Well, I'll see you there.

- Uh, Nick, in, in case
I don't get a chance

to tell you tonight,

you're all we're gonna miss of this place.

I wish you were coming back with us.

- All right. See you
at the boat, beautiful.

- Good evening, Condon-san.
You go to America?

- Oh, no. You're too
anxious to get rid of me.

I'm just goin' to see a
couple of friends of mine

up on the boat.

- Your name, please.

- Name?

- Well, uh, ask Hijikata here.

He's been tailing me all day.

- I am thought control officer.

Please to answer questions.

- All right, I'll give you an answer.

I'm thinking this is a
new low in stupidity,

even for the Imperial Police.

Now I want to see Mr. and
Mrs. Miller, stateroom 23.

Any objections?

- Not yet. Mr. and Mrs.
Miller not yet arrived.

- Well, I'll wait for them on deck.

- Sorry, not permitted tonight.

- Excuse me, please.

Armstrong. Come on, dear.

- Yes, yes.

Hey, wait!

- Hey!

Name?

Edie!

- Too bad. You refused to believe police.

Now you know. Truth has been told.

You saw for yourself,
friends have not yet arrived.

- Hello, "Tokyo Chronicle," please.

Charley Sprague. Yeah.

- "Chronicle" office.

- Charley? Charley, there's
trouble, big trouble.

Look, I can't tell you about it now.

I'm coming right down.

But, uh, find out where the ambassador is,

and get a call through to him right away.

- Right, Nick. Did Ollie Miller reach you?

- Ollie?

He's been trying
to get in touch with you.

He said it was urgent.

- Well, where is he?

He said he's trying
to get over to your house.

- Oh, fine, fine. Well,
I'll go there then.

Switch the call there. Yeah.

Ollie!

Ollie!

- Nick, Nick!

- Easy. Easy, easy.

Easy.

Here you go, Ollie.

Ollie, take a sip of this.

There you are.

Easy, easy.

You're all right.

Ollie, will you tell me what happened?

- If I'd have known they
were going to be so tough,

I'd have asked for more money.

Made a good guess in
the paper this morning.

You won't have to guess anymore, Nick.

Tanaka plan.

- Ollie.

- I'm glad,

glad Edith got away okay.

Tell her

sorry I missed the boat.

Will you?

- Ollie?

What is it?

- Very sorry to disturb.

- So am I, beat it.

- A desperate criminal escaped police.

Maybe he is hiding here.

Sorry, we must search.

- We wish to protect you.

- There's nobody here,

and I don't need anybody to protect me.

Now get out!

- Have accident?

-Ah, here is criminal.

- Don't you mean victim?

- We must search house, please.

- Well, of course, there
was nothing to find.

Now go on, get out of here.

- Yes, but you come with us. Make report.

-All right, all right.

That's exactly what I ought to do.

Now, if you'll just give me a chance

to phone my office, why, I'll-

- Uh, not permitting telephone.

- Now look here, Oshima.

I'm getting awfully tired of this.

Your Chief Yamada is a
very good friend of mine.

I don't want to have to turn you in.

- Come, please.

- All right.

- Condon-san.

- Good morning, Condon-san.

Did not expect to meet you
here, except as friend.

- Can I use your phone?

Hello. Hello, "Tokyo Chronicle," please.

You've got some explaining to do, Yamada.

Hello, hello, get me Charley Sprague.

Among other things,

my government does not like its nationals

to be thrown into the
jug without any charge.

- Japanese government would not do that

to American, Condon-san.

Here is charge.

Nicholas Condon, much-esteemed
editor, "Tokyo Chronicle,"

held private celebration in his own home.

Gaiety, intent, and far-reaching,

causing complaints from neighbors.

Complaints ignored, forcing police

to make polite request that gaiety subdue.

Request ignored.

Police enter home at 10:30 pm.

Find Nicholas Condon with two girls.

Two, Condon-san?

Mr. Condon very much under influence sake.

Demand police leave.

Police demand two girls leave.

Condon attempt to throw police out.

Condon overcome by drinks.

Friendly police put him to bed
in city jail to protect him.

- Hello, hello, hello!

You cut me off, get me the
"Tokyo Chronicle" again, please.

- Because holding you in much
esteem, man of great prestige,

no longer angry with protective police.

You are free to go.

- Thanks. Hello, Charley.

- Aw, Nick, please.

Go home and get a little sleep.

You had us up all last night.

We even woke the ambassador.

I don't know how we're
gonna alibi it to him.

Japanese papers are full of what you did.

- Never mind that, never mind that.

Look, I'm glad you got the ambassador.

Get him again, and tell
him I've got to see him

as soon as possible.

And then get in your
car and pick me up here.

Yeah, and, uh, bring a camera.

Sergeant Oshima,

you know our good friend Condon-san

of "Tokyo Chronicle?"

- We have met many times. Great honor.

- It's not mutual.

You killed two Americans
last night, Oshima.

One at the Nagata Maru,
and the other at my house.

-Ah, serious charge, Condon-san.

You have proof?

- Condon-san and sake
have big fight last night.

Sake win.

- I suppose you weren't at the harbor,

and you weren't at my house.

- Last night, we take families
to view cherry blossoms

in moonlight.

Most pleasurable evening.

- Be better you forget bad
dreams and go home to good sleep.

Sayonara, Condon-san.

And if I may try big joke,

I say hope I am not to
see you here too soon.

- Understand you are very strong judo.

Perhaps you honor me
with contest some time.

- Certainly, only I hope next
time it'll be face to face.

You can put your camera away.

There's the window that Ollie
plowed through last night,

and they've replaced it.

Plant number one, even to the lipstick.

Plant number two.

- Yeah, they don't miss a bit.

- They've even cleaned up the bloodstains.

- Yeah, very thorough.

Uh, what is it, Nick?

There's someone at the
door, shall I see who it is?

- Yeah, see who it is.

Mr. Condon, please?

Come in.

Thank you.

This is Mr. Condon.

- Yes.

Hayashi.

- Thank you, I'm from foreign office.

Please permit me to escort you to audience

with His Excellency, Premier
General Baron Tanaka.

- Hmm, well, uh, I'm going to
be busy for a couple of hours.

Tell him I'll drop into his
office sometime this afternoon.

- Please, not to office.

His Excellency awaits you at his home.

- Home? Hmm.

An honor.

Well, uh, a few minutes, please.

- Uh, uh, won't you
join us, Miss Hilliard?

- Not now, thank you, Prince
Tatsugi, if you don't mind.

- I'm afraid Iris is unhappy these days.

Unfortunately, it was
necessary to involve her

in this distasteful affair.

Colonel Tojo advised it.

- Since when, Baron Tanaka, do you concede

to Colonel Tojo's sordid wishes?

- I did not concede,
Prince Tatsugi. I agreed.

- In the future, I would be less unhappy

if I were not called upon
to search the effects

of a woman so horribly murdered.

- It will not happen again,
my dear. I promise that.

- An interesting woman.

- Yes.

- Mixed parentage?

- Yes.

- Her mother was-

- Chinese.

- Baron, you know that I
have communicated my fears

to the emperor regarding the road down

which you are determined
to lead the nation?

- Your Highness, the decisions already

have been submitted to the emperor.

- Your great influence, Baron,

could still check the militarists.

I am but an old man

whose voice no longer
carries its authority.

- But you are among the most
highly esteemed in my cabinet,

Your Highness.

- Esteemed. Esteemed as a liberal screen.

I'm the scroll of the poet

behind which samurai
swords are being sharpened.

- Without armed strength, we will perish.

That is my view.

- Those views will lead Japan to disaster.

We see the problem differently.

- That is true.

To uphold my beliefs,
I would die with honor.

You, Baron Tanaka will die
only to erase your dishonor.

Mr. Hayashi and Mr. Condon.

- It is a pleasure to see
you again, Mr. Condon.

Uh, Colonel Tojo, of the Imperial Army.

And you know Major Kajioka,
Imperial Secret Police.

And Mr. Nicholas Condon.

Please sit down.

Thank you for coming to my home.

It is more agreeable than
meeting at the office.

Here, we are not bothered

with, uh, newspaper men.

Eh, your, uh, front page
story yesterday, Mr. Condon,

was somewhat, uh, embarrassing.

- Can't please everybody.

- Of course.

Uh, we realized you had no way

of knowing it was an inopportune
moment for such a story.

- Frankly, Mr. Condon, certain liberal,

subversive factions within our own country

are seeking to create an incident

to weaken the present government.

They are responsible
for the malicious rumor

which you have regrettably printed.

-As I said, Mr. Condon,

the story itself is unimportant.

These rumors of a document
which plans world conquest

are ridiculous.

But should this rumor be taken seriously

by the wrong people, a
blazing fire might be kindled

which Japan would find
costly to extinguish.

- Oh, I see.

What you're saying is
you'd like "The Chronicle"

to put on a Fire Prevention
Week campaign, is that it?

- No, Mr. Condon.

Within the past 24 hours,
we've discovered a plot

to smuggle this forged
document out of Japan.

A man by the name of Oliver Miller,

one of your former employees, is involved.

- We could recover the
document from him by force,

if we chose.

We would prefer that you
persuade him to return to us.

- It seems you haven't
heard, Your Excellency,

nor your secret police major,

that Mr. and Mrs. Miller
were murdered last night.

- Yes, uh, we read in
the paper this morning

about your escapade
last night, Mr. Condon.

In your incoherent condition,

you spoke of this unpleasant fantasy.

As we were concerned with
the fate of Mr. Miller

even more than you, we
immediately made inquiries.

From the captain of the Nagata Maru,

a most trustworthy gentleman.

Isn't it clear to you now?

- Mm-hmm, perfectly clear.

- In every detail, Mr. Condon.

Murder is an ugly and dishonorable act.

And to prove it, someone must be accused.

Bodies must be produced.

No, Mr. Condon.

To approach this problem that way

would only lead you to many difficulties.

But if you send Mr. Miller a radiogram,

I am sure he will return the
document to us, through you.

Everyone would be enormously relieved,

and you would greatly profit.

We will all live to laugh
at the strange hallucination

which you experienced last night.

- I see. Well, you want
this, uh, forgery returned.

- Yes.

- And, uh, you're willing
to pay plenty for it.

All right, here's my price.

When the United States embassy is informed

that the murderers of
Ollie Miller and his wife,

I mean the real murderers,
Oshima and Hijikata,

not a couple of sacrificial monkeys,

are brought to trial and
convicted, then and only then,

the thing that you're
looking for may turn up.

-All right, sit down. Drink?

- Whiskey.

For the love of Mike,

what's this about your quitting the paper?

- Trying to give you a break.

You want my job, don't you?

- Oh, come on, don't toy with me.

What's up, what happened with Tanaka?

- Well, Charley, I, I can't tell you much.

You'll have to be
satisfied with the crumbs.

After I left Tanaka, I
went over to the embassy.

We had a long talk.

Now, don't ask any questions.

This much I can tell you.

They're sending me back to Washington.

- Okay, crumbs, but from cake.

I suppose you saw bright eyes over there.

- Yeah, he's been tailing me all day.

- They know you're leaving.

They might have other plans
for you, Ollie Miller style.

- No, the embassy's expressed
a very definite interest

in my safe departure.

Polite but official.

Oh yeah, and, uh, one more for me.

After you finish that drink,

you're going back to the office.

I want a story in tomorrow's paper

that says I'm sailing for 10
days on the President Wilson.

- Why the publicity?

- My hunch was right, Charley.

The police did not get that document.

So it must have been the people

that want to get it out of Japan.

Now if they know I'm sailing,

they may try to get in touch with me.

- Oh, don't do it, Nick.

Keep on ice until the boat sails.

- Look, there's a one column cut of me

in the files, 3/4 face, very flattering.

Run that with the story, front page.

- Hey, kiddy, do me a favor, will ya?

- Yes, please?

- Keep an eye on my friend, over there.

- Yes, yes.

- I say, Condon, may we join you?

It looks as if every table's taken.

- I arranged it that way.

- This is Nick Condon, "Tokyo Chronicle."

Miss Iris Hilliard just
arrived from Shanghai.

- I hope you'll enjoy Tokyo.

- I think I'm going to.

- Never mind, I do it better.

And besides, I'm not crazy.

- What you mean, uh, crazy?

- No man in his right mind

would willingly share your
company, Miss Hilliard.

Uh, how's Shanghai these days?

- Oh, Shanghai is always gay.

- For everyone but the Chinese.

- May the waiter interrupt long
enough to take your orders?

- Daiquiri.

- The same.

How was the trip over?

- A little on the rough side.

I always say it's not the ocean,

but the Japanese boats.

- You arrived last night?

- Yes.

- I went down to see a
couple of friends of mine

off on the Nagata Maru last night.

You didn't, by any chance,
come in on that boat, did you?

- Look here, Condon, you have
a reputation for bad manners,

but this is going too far.

- It's all right, Mr. Cassell.

Perhaps Mr. Condon can explain.

- Telephone, Mr. Cassell.

- Excuse me.

- Well?

- I'm sorry, sorry.

I had kind of a rough night last night.

And, uh, I'm not quite myself today.

- I read about it in this morning's paper.

- Oh, that story? Not true.

- I didn't think so.

Too much fun to be true.

May I have a cigarette?

I'd like to make a confession.

- Well, we're alone.

- You were wrong about Cassell.

He isn't crazy.

- I insisted on coming over here.

-Why?

- I wanted to meet you.

- You certainly know your judo, don't you?

You've had me off balance
ever since you came in.

- Good.

-All right, now, what you're saying

is that, uh, you're
making a play for me, why?

- Perhaps I like your looks.

- Mm-mm, not with this.

- There may be things about that I like.

- Yeah? What?

- I've always liked red hair.

- Well, I grew it for you.

- And the ears.

- Yeah, two of those.

- Isn't that good?

- More would be vulgar.

Well, keep on, keep on.

Pretty soon, you'll level.

-All right, Mr. Condon,

let's, to use your phrase, level.

I was told to meet you by a friend.

- Yes, but whose friend?

- Yours, from Shanghai.

A very wonderful, almost saintly old man.

- Chang Po Ling.

- Yes.

- Yes, yes, wonderful, wonderful.

And he asked you to look me up?

- Yes.

- Well, he certainly hasn't forgotten me.

- No, he remembers you very
well, as you were then.

He hoped you hadn't changed.

- Now just what does that mean?

- First, we become better acquainted.

It was his desire.

- His desire became mine five minutes ago.

Come on, let's figure
a way to go about that.

- About what?

- How to get better acquainted

in the shortest possible time.

You see, I'm, I'm leaving in 10 days.

- Oh.

- Oh, that's not bad.

Come on, let's drink to them.

- To them?

- Yeah, 10 days.

The 10 days that shook the world.

- Iris, my dear.

You know Colonel Tojo.

- Of course.

-And, uh, Major Kajioka.

Tea?

- No, thank you.

- Have you anything to report?

- I have made some progress.

What progress, please?

- Mr. Condon finds me attractive.

- The introduction I
arranged worked smoothly?

- Excellently, thank you.

- Please waste no time in
becoming most closely acquainted.

- This adventure, Colonel Tojo,

has many ramifications
which I find displeasing.

Perhaps we can eliminate
the sordid details

and learn exactly what
has occurred thus far.

Does this man possess the document?

- I cannot say for certain.

I'm sure he
does, Your Excellency.

- It would appear so.

- It is Mr. Condon's
ambition to leave Tokyo

in good health within one week.

He is relying upon his
embassy to protect him.

That means you must work swiftly.

- Colonel Tojo, I do not need
you to remind me of my duty.

As far as Mr. Condon is concerned,

I have every hope for success.

- Hope alone will not suffice.

With your permission.

- Hey, Charley, Charley.

That fellow in the top hat just going out,

isn't he the one from the foreign office

that was over at my house
the other day, uh, Hayashi?

- Yeah, why?

- Oh, nothing.

Just checking, thanks.

- Uh, say, Nick,

uh, do you know a guy named Cassell?

A Joe Cassell?

- Yeah, mm, heard of him.

- Someone, well, I just got a wire

from the States about him.

They say he's a good man.

I thought I'd try him out
in your job after you go.

- From what state?

You mean you just got an order

from the Japanese Foreign
Office to put him on,

two minutes ago.

- That's an insult. Nobody dictates to me.

- No, not even your own conscience.

You promised Charley
Sprague my job, didn't you?

- Well, I've reconsidered.

They say Cassell's got a
fine record in journalism.

- Yeah, great.

He ran a paper in China

that posed as a friend of the people.

And on the side, he set up
a patriotic organization

that collected nickels and dimes

from the poor Chinese from the States

to print anti-Japanese propaganda.

- Well, what of it?

- Oh, nothing much.

But instead of printing the leaflets,

he lost the money in the stock market.

60,000 bucks.

His partner committed suicide

and Cassell decided on
a change of climate.

- I don't suppose you can prove that.

- All right, if that isn't enough,

I'll dig up something that'll
make even your stomach crawl.

But if you've got any sense,

you'll stick to Charley Sprague.

- Will you stop trying to run my paper?

- Yes, yes, right now!

- Okay, okay, I'll give
it some more thought.

- Hey, Nick, where you going, uh?

- Well, as the Japanese say,

if the flower is to be
beautiful, it must be cultivated.

Come on.

- Do you know what this
chase has done for me?

Developed a ravenous appetite.

- I've developed a few myself.

- Must we really avoid him?

- No, come on, let's eat.

Thanks, kiddy.

We're about to dine at Sato.

- Oh, excellent restaurant.

- We thought you'd like it.

- Nothing too good for the
Imperial Secret Police.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- You like it, huh?

- Japan is lovely, what I've
seen of it in three days.

- Yeah, the scenery is all right,

but some of the inhabitants I object to.

The higher up you go, the
lower grade people you meet.

- Then I'm lucky

that I don't have to meet
any highly placed Japanese

in my work.

- Work?

- Of course.

- Namely?

- I'm studying the
problems of Japanese women.

Why?

- Our friend in Shanghai.

- Now don't tell me
that was why he told you

to get in touch with me.

- Nick, you know so much,

and still you're so ignorant about women.

- Ignorant, but awfully willing.

- Do you know anything at
all about Japanese women?

- Now what kind of a question is that,

academic or personal?

- Well, if you won't be serious.

- Oh, I'll be serious.

- They're not considered human beings.

They're not even allowed to think.

It's against the law.

- Mm, I imagine they bootleg
a thought now and then.

- Yes, bootleg thinking.

That's not good enough.

And so you've
elected to help them.

- Why not? I'm a woman.

- I've been aware of that for some time.

- The Chinese women are just beginning

to learn what it could mean to be free.

If the Japanese women felt the same way-

- You mean, that might stop,
uh, Tanaka, Tojo, Yamamoto,

and all the rest?

- It might help.

- The Tanaka plan, what
do you know about it?

- Why don't you tell me?

I haven't published any
articles on the subject.

- Why don't I just kill him off?

- I think I know a less violent solution.

- Wait. Watch.

Don't wait up for me, kiddy.

Do you mind?

- No.

Very nice!

Somebody been expecting us?

- Help yourself.

- You?

- Please.

- Oh, how about one
for Hijakata out there?

- Let him suffer.

- You've got a pretty good notion there.

- Do you understand Chinese?

I?

- I'm afraid she's hopelessly romantic.

- She's not exactly my type,

but, uh, on the other hand,

with a few alterations, you'd be-

- What sort of alterations?

- Ah, this is just kind of a game.

Rule one, learn never to
interrupt a conversation

when it begins to get interesting.

Rule two, whenever you sit,

always sit with your
chin tilted up like this.

- Like this?

- Mm-hmm, perfect.

- When did you leave China, Nick?

- Oh, there goes rule one.

Well, I, uh, I left China two years ago.

Left Brooklyn 15 years ago,
Cleveland 10 years ago,

Kansas City in the summer of 1921.

Now would you like me to
go all through the towns,

very quickly, just sort of
get them out of the way?

- I don't think that'll be necessary.

- Well, I just wanted to make sure

that I'd cover everything
that you might interrupt with.

- I'm afraid I'll have
to interrupt you, Nick.

- Yeah?

Why?

- I was just thinking.

- I know. You were thinking
of changing the subject again.

Now, uh, let me tell
you what I'm thinking.

- I think I know. And I like it very much.

But I don't believe you really
know what you think of me.

- Maybe I do.

- Desirable woman?

- Much more than that.

- Be sensible, Nick.

What, what I'm trying to tell you

is that I'm half Chinese and-

- Well, I'm half Irish and half Norwegian.

- It isn't the same thing.

- Uh-huh, what are you trying
to do, run down the Irish?

- Thank you, Nick.

-Ah, stop it. Stop it, I hate gratitude.

It's a very debasing emotion.

Now you just keep your mind
on the game, that's rule one.

Rule two.

Hmm, have you played this game before?

- Maybe when you learn a
little more about these people,

you might revise your
opinions about the Chinese.

- Maybe, but the farther west I've gone,

the more I'm convinced that wisdom

and civilization come from the East.

- That's what I say, China.

- Japan is east of China.

- You should do well here, Mr. Cassell.

- How 'bout this?

- Excuse me, gentlemen,
I'll see you later.

Hmm?

- Dirty, low-down-
- What is it?

What's it all about?

- Colonel, this is an outrage.

I won't tolerate it.

You seem to forget my
position and influence.

- Perhaps you do not have
them any longer, Mr. Cassell.

Have you seen His
Excellency, Baron Tanaka?

- If he'd see me, I wouldn't be here.

Be reasonable, Colonel.

All you wanted was that the
loan to China be killed.

It didn't happen the way we planned it,

but what's the difference?

- We are just as much
concerned in the manner

in which these matters are accomplished.

Now His Imperial Majesty's government

will have to make it very clear

we were never acquainted with you.

- But where's that leave me?

I've lost my friends in China, and now-

- Precisely, surely you
must realize, Mr. Cassell,

that he who is not a good friend of China

cannot be a good friend of Japan.

Most regrettable. Good day.

- Okay, okay.

Don't get me wrong, Condon.

I don't blame you, it was my mistake.

I don't know what got into me,

but Chinese are great people, I love them.

If you'd only come to me
before printing the story

and stopped me, knocked some
good sense into my head.

- It isn't brains you're
short on, Cassell.

- I know, but it was like doubling up,

letting the money ride on a good bet.

I couldn't pass it up.

- Oh, go on, get out of here.

- Wait a minute. You're
a decent guy, Condon.

And I've got an idea
that'll work for both of us.

You're in a worse spot than I am.

They're not gonna let you
get out of the country alive.

But they don't suspect me.

You set the price.

Half a million, anything you say.

Let me take it to China

and set myself up again
with the right people.

You collect the money in America.

- Take what to China?

- The Tanaka plan.

You've got it, Condon.

Tanaka's already made you an offer,

but you're holding out for more, I know.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, what else do you know?

- Plenty, didn't I frame the introduction

for Tanaka between you
and the Hilliard dame?

Don't I know she hasn't had any luck yet

because you're playing cagey?

- What else?

- That's plenty.

You smear me for selling out China

while you're selling out your own country!

- Nick!

Nick, what is it?

- Now that we know each
other, start talking.

Start talk...

Hey.

You were on the Nagata Maru that night.

- What if I was?

- You work for Tanaka.

- No.
- That's a lie.

Thought you were going great, didn't you?

Had me shooting off my mouth

about the wonderful Chinese people,

tied me up with Chang Po Ling.

You're gonna build up a
case of espionage against me

and have me boxed.

I'd give up the Tanaka memorial

or else spend the next 10 years of my life

in a dirty Jap prison.

Very cute, but you made one slip.

You thought you'd build
yourself up with me

by spilling that story on Cassell.

Well, it didn't work. He talked.

- Can I say something?

- Yes, plenty, to the
United States Embassy.

You're gonna tell them how
you killed Edith Miller.

- I didn't.

- Well, you know who did
and who killed her husband.

You go down into a sewer
with a dirty rat like Tanaka,

and then come to me with
your freedom for women,

equal rights for all
people, love of humanity.

Well, now, who killed them?

The names. Oshima and who else?

- What would you give for the names?

The Tanaka memorial?

- It's too late for
that kind of a deal now.

- What is your price,
then, for the document?

That hardly answers my question.

-All right, I'll give it
to you in your own language.

It may come as a surprise to you,

but these things can't buy everything.

There isn't money enough in
all Japan to buy that document.

- Then what are you risking your life for?

To protect people in China and
America you don't even know?

To save humanity?

- Come on, let's get over to the embassy.

- Are you sure?

Are you sure you'd risk your life

to protect the Tanaka plan, if you had it?

- Oh, don't worry, I have it!

- No, you haven't. I have.

Is this more of your lies?

No, Nick.

If you'll wait on the
terrace, I'll bring it to you.

- Where'd you get this?

- Where did you put it?

The portrait of the emperor
held no fears for me.

When the police left-

- Where were you?

- In your garden.

An awfully good fight you put up, Nick.

But when Oshima hit you from behind-

- Yeah, he hits awfully hard.

Awfully hard.

So this is it, huh?

This is it.

- Memorial to His Imperial
Majesty by Premier Tanaka.

Outlining the positive policy of Japan.

- Tell me, how, how,
uh, how close did I come

in my article the other day?

- You missed, Nick, by
millions of square miles.

This is a plan for world conquest.

Manchuria's only the beginning.

All of China, then America.

- Oh, now, wait a minute.

What do you think we'll be doing
while all this is going on?

- Sleeping, until the
bombs start falling on you.

They're counting on that, Nick.

That's why it's so important

to get this to the outside
world, to China, to your country.

Now, before the plan
goes into full operation.

- Hmm, well, the Japanese are
gonna claim it's a forgery.

And, uh, they'll scream
fraud all over the place.

Now what we've got to
do is to find some means

to keep them from squirming out of it.

- That can be done too.

This document can be authenticated

with the signature of
someone who was present

when the plan was drawn up.

- Are you sure of that?

- I'm sure of that.

- Hmm, darling,

uh, how'd you get mixed up in this?

- It's my work.

- Well, I can think of
easier ways to make a living.

- Not for me.

Big payoff, huh?

- Yes, a free China.

That's why I had to be so
careful, Nick, about telling you.

I had to be sure how you felt about it.

- Hmm, and about you.

- Nick.

Nick, the other evening,

I said I wished we'd met two years ago.

I couldn't tell you why then.

I suddenly became afraid

that the thing I wanted
most, for you to say yes,

you'd take the chance,
would come too swiftly.

It would end for us before it could begin.

I suddenly wanted the moment

of your decision pushed
back months, years.

- Well, wait a minute, darling.

I'm still alive.

- Yes, Nick, very much.

So much so that I can't bear
to think of it otherwise.

- Thank you.

- Sit down.

- You are not displeased

that I suddenly begged this cocktail?

That I intended to see
you later this evening,

but some rather important
matters demand my attention.

I am concerned about your work.

I had hoped you might have
completed your mission by now.

And that the document we seek

might already be in your hands.

- I shall be very happy when
all this is over and forgotten.

I'm afraid that politics and intrigue

are not my special talent.

Sometimes, I get a little frightened.

- I understand, Iris.

I promise, for you, there
will be no more politics,

no more intrigue, no more spying.

- I shall be very grateful.

- It is I who am grateful.

In fact, I brought you
a little gift in reward.

It's something I picked
up at a silversmith's

on my way over.

I daresay you were expecting more rubies.

I haven't forgotten how you love them.

- Oh, no, these are quite lovely.

- "A virtuous woman, who can find?

For her price is far above rubies."

- A quotation?

- From the Christian Bible.

It should remind you of something
else from the same source.

The coins, count them.

30 coins, 30 pieces of silver.

Now, I'm not going to kill you.

I'm going to give you a
chance to save your life

and my honor.

The fact that you betrayed me

was discovered by Colonel Tojo.

I have managed to save face thus far

by informing him that your actions

were part of a plan of mine,

through which I could obtain
the name of the traitor

within our government with
whom you had been working.

Now, what is his name?

Very well, you have two hours

in which to make your decision.

If at the end of that time,

I do not receive a call
from you naming the traitor,

your fate will be in the
hands of Colonel Tojo.

Weigh carefully the
possibilities of such a future.

Oh, and, uh, do not
attempt to leave the hotel

or use the telephone
as it will be useless.

I will await your call.

- Get me the "Tokyo
Chronicle" office please.

Sorry, only
calls to Baron Tanaka

will be accepted from your suite.

- You will see that the woman is punished.

Death that comes quickly
is not punishment.

There are other forms which are slow,

which must be painfully absorbed.

- Yes, Excellency.

- I had planned for our divine emperor,

for his rule and power.

In the execution of these
plans, I have failed.

For my own stupidity, I have been deceived

and thus dishonored His Imperial Majesty.

To you, Captain Yamamoto,
to you, Colonel Tojo,

I task the sacred obligation
which I have betrayed.

I charge you a pledge.

I pledge you
never to sheathe the sword

of the samurai

until our victorious
armies march as conquerors

through the streets of
every capital of the world.

- I swear the same.

America will be crushed,
never to rise again.

If the gods are kind,

I will be in the White House

when Japan dictates her terms of peace.

- Meet me before the shrine,

where we will do what must be done.

Is everything in readiness?

- Yes, Your Excellency.

- I have been considering
your past services to us.

They have not been without, uh, value.

- Thank you, Colonel Tojo.

You know I've always
been a friend of Japan's.

- Japan does not forget her friends.

There is a way in which you
can, uh, reestablish yourself.

An exclusive news story
of the first magnitude.

- I'll be right over in a half an hour.

- There must be something wrong, Charley.

I've been trying to get her all morning.

Did Miss Hilliard have
any visitors yesterday?

- Yes, Baron Tanaka.

- Baron Tanaka?

Well, you know where he is now, don't you?

With his ancestors.

Oh come on, open up.

- There's something fishy
about that press release.

Where did Cassell come
off to grab an exclusive?

- If you ask me, Charley,
the stroke that killed Tanaka

had a very sharp edge to it.

- Oh, Miss Hilliard?

Well?

- They didn't get her.
She took a run-out powder.

- They're after the baggage.

Come right in. There they are.

- Four piece luggage.

Count check, please.

-All right, all right,
I'll take your word for it.

- Sorry, must count.

- All right.

One, two, three, four.

- Go.

- All right, let's get going.

- Have another drink.

- It's a frame, Nick.

- Easy, easy. Hijikata's
around outside somewhere.

- She's had almost a week to contact you.

Why did she wait until three
hours before your boat sails?

I told you that dame is no good.

She's trying to hang a spy rap on you.

Can't you see it?

Don't go, Nick, for the love of-

Let me see who it is.

- No, no, no, no. You wait here.

Johnny Clarke from the embassy.

- I'm certainly relieved
to find you here, Nick.

- Why, where'd you expect to find me?

- Frankly, in a Japanese dungeon.

- I told you.

- What's the story?

- You've got a friend
somewhere on this island, Nick.

We received a phone call from him

at the embassy 20 minutes ago.

- Who was it?

- Anonymous, a warrant is to
be sworn out for your arrest.

You're to be held for questioning,

suspected of being a Chinese agent.

The ambassador sent me over in his car.

Official American property,
can't be violated.

So I'm to put you on the Wilson at once,

in charge of the captain.

- Great, you'll be immune.
You'll be a diplomatic pouch.

- It's the only way, Nick.

If they once catch you,
it's a long legal tangle

before we can do anything,
weeks, maybe months.

- So long, Nick. Bon voyage!

Now get going.

- Thanks, Johnny.

I'll see you at the
embassy in about an hour.

Hey, Nick!

- Well, we won't be responsible, you know.

- Light up in there.

It's all right, Nick.

- It's been a whole week
and not a word from you.

- I couldn't get word to you before this.

- You could've gotten word to me some way.

- You still don't trust me.

- I do trust you.

I worked that out for myself an hour ago.

- I think I can prove to
you that it was worth it.

Come with me.

- Mr. Condon, I am quite
certain you will agree

there is very little time
to waste on explanations.

- That's right.

- Miss Hilliard and I feel
it would serve our purpose

most effectively if I signed
the document in your presence.

Naturally, when this is made public,

its authenticity will not go unchallenged.

My signature will be branded
a forgery by our government,

including the emperor.

- In that event, Your Highness,

your voice will give them the lie.

- The length of elapsed time

between the publication of this document

and my ability to speak
will be very brief.

In Japan, a traitor's
voice is quickly silenced.

Mr. Condon, I take my part
in this not for your country

but for mine.

I would rather see Japan defeated

than triumphant under the
heels of our militarists.

- Lady, would you mind very much

if I were to kiss you?

- I don't believe I'd have the strength

to move from this spot until you did.

- And now we've got to get out of here.

- It's all been arranged.

In a few minutes, a
fishing boat will take us

to a freighter out in the lower bay.

- Us?

- You're going with me, Nick.

They're planning to hold
you for questioning.

Once they get you-

-Aha, I had an idea it was you

that warned the embassy there
was a warrant out for me.

They want to send me out
under diplomatic immunity.

- Diplomatic immunity won't stop a bullet

or a bomb under a car.

- Rough, are they?

- Leave with us, Nick, for me.

- For you?

Are you worth that?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, honey, why didn't you tell me?

- Nick, this way.

- Wait, wait.

Police everywhere, hurry!

You'll have to take it out, darling.

I'll hold them here until you get a start.

- No, Nick, they'll kill you!

- Get going.

- Nick, Nick, they'll kill you!

The plan is all they want.

Leave it here for them,

maybe, Nick-
- No, we're not, no.

We can't do that.

- I won't leave without you, I won't!

- Darling, darling!

We've got jobs to do.

Nobody gave them to us,
but they've got to be done.

Now you're my girl, aren't you?

All right, then you're gonna
do what I want you to do.

I know it's tough.

It's tougher to go than it is to stay.

But you can't hold
them, and I think I can.

-All right, Nick. I'm your girl.

- Better hurry, darling.

This neighborhood's getting
awfully run down around here.

Given up strangling, eh, Oshima?

Oh, that's right, you had given it up.

You shot Ollie Miller.

It was his wife you strangled, wasn't it?

- Yes.

- I see your point.

When it comes to taking a
man with your bare hands,

it's rather risky, isn't it?

- You're very clever, Mr. Condon,

but there's one flaw in your cleverness.

It is as easy to kill you
with these as with that.

In fact, I prefer it that
way, the Japanese fashion.

Ah!

- Kabe, check the men.

- Condon has escaped
from the Sumida docks.

- Now he comes here.

- Driver, drive past Aka Street.

- So sorry, Mr. Condon,
to take plan from you.

But you see, Japanese very smart.

- Only half smart,
monkey. Only half smart.

Get out of my way!

- Hello, fella. I said
I'd be back in an hour.

Sorry, I'm a few minutes late.

- Yamada, this is not going to be treated

as another of your very
regrettable mistakes.

- Condon is an enemy of Imperial Japan.

Insist he must be.

- Extremely sorry this has
been result, Mr. Clarke.

It is true Condon has been enemy of Japan,

but Japanese people very
good, very generous.

We will forget bad actions
of Condon and say no more.

You, in turn, will forget this incident?

- What's the matter, Yamada,

afraid of the penalty for failure?

- But is much simpler this way.

Both sides have made mistake.

Will be very embarrassing for all.

- The United States
government doesn't settle

for a deal, Yamada.

- Condon-san, Condon-san, you have saying,

forgive your enemies.

I am willing.

- Sure, forgive your enemies,

but first, get even.