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Would you like to play?

Sure.

Wait a minute.

I'm supposed to be studying.

So am I.

Great.

You can play on my team.

What is your name?

Well, my parents call me Henry,

but you can call me Indy.

Jiddu Krishnamurti.

This is my brother,

Jiddu Nitya.

You have the same first names?

-(kid laughs) -Where are you from?

New Jersey. I'm American.

Here, we say the last name first.

Wow.

So...

What's the inning,

what's the score, and who's up?

Who is...

Up?

Yeah, who's batting?

Who is batting? You.

You guys ought to think about getting

a new one of these.

Must be Indian rules.

Hum it in here! Come on!

Give me your best shot.

Hey! Hey, wait a minute!

He can't run off the mound like that!

Safe.

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

I'm playing baseball.

What are you guys doing?

We're playing cricket.

Cricket? What's cricket?

(chuckles)

What's baseball?

You don't know what baseball is?

Ty Cobb, Cy Young.

-No. -No.

I'll show you.

First, you got to break up into teams of nine.

Home batter, home batter, home batter, hey!

Not bad, Sanjeeva.

Okay, top of the ninth, two outs, six to five-- us.

We can't let 'em score.

Nitya, home!

First! First! Throw it to first--

Second! Second!

Throw it to second!

Throw it to second! Hurry! Pick it up!

He's going to score! Now! Come on!

Throw it to second!

First! Come on!

Krishnamurti, home! Home!

Out!

(all cheering)

Great throw, "K."

Thank you, Indy, my friend.

This baseball is a fine game.

Henry!

Henry Jones!

Geometry.

(laughs)

Thanks, guys.

I gotta go.

Thank you, Indy.

Good-bye, Indy.

ALL: Good-bye, Indy.

(horn honks)

You don't have to be sore at me.

I was learning culture.

You were doing nothing of the kind.

You were playing baseball.

That's right.

It was a-- a cultural exchange.

A cultural exchange is the transmission

from one population or community to another

of the totality of its behavior patterns,

arts, beliefs, and institutions.

One would have to agree that the flogging

of a small sphere with a bat

is not a cultural exchange.

But they taught me how to play cricket.

Really?

You learned how to play cricket?

The pitcher's called the bowler,

and a curve ball's called a googly.

Well, you did learn some cricket.

Perhaps the afternoon wasn't a waste after all.

I hope you didn't wear yourself out for tonight.

Where are we going?

To a reception given by Mrs. Annie Besant

at the theosophical society.

I'm not in favor of your going.

Your father, however, feels it would be...

Educational.

Do I have to wear a jacket and tie?

Yes.

PROFESSOR HENRY JONES SR.: Annie Besant is--

MISS SEYMOUR: She's a believer in free love,

and she's a socialist and an atheist.

PROFESSOR HENRY JONES SR.: She's not as bad as, uh,

some people insist on portraying her.

Well, she certainly seems to have a bad reputation.

Yes, she does, but so do many people

who, how shall I put it, go against the grain.

The fact of the matter is,

Annie Besant is a remarkable woman.

She's an advocate of women's rights.

She was also the first woman

to enroll in London university.

Was she really?

Yes, Helen, she was.

And she's a friend of George Bernard Shaw's.

The playwright.

Who also happens to be a socialist.

Yes, the playwright,

and many other prominent people.

Mrs. Besant cannot be easily dismissed.

Father,

what's theosophy?

Well, theosophists believe

in the commonality of all religions--

What they call a brotherhood of man.

They're interested in psychic

and supernatural phenomenon.

There's even a rumor they've found a Messiah,

some sort of great spiritual teacher.

I know flimflam

when I see it, Mrs. Jones.

Occult, supernatural,

New Messiah. Huh!

Let's not prejudge things.

We can all see for ourselves

and let cooler heads prevail.

Good evening.

Hello.

Good evening.

Professor Jones,

welcome to the theosophical society.

Thank you.

Make yourselves at home. You're just in time.

It's a very special day.

(applause)

Greetings, friends,

and fellow members of the theosophical society.

Those who don't know me, I am Annie Besant.

How wonderful it is to be here in Benares,

the holiest of cities.

Our work

is progressing wonderfully.

Our membership is greater than ever.

I would like to introduce you to someone,

a young man who has shown

unusual spiritual purity.

May I present Hubert Van hook?

(applause)

But today, my friends,

we are gathered for a very

special occasion.

I believe you all know

Mr. Charles Leadbeater.

Charles.

(applause)

Thank you, President Besant.

I wish first to express

the society's gratitude

for the generous donations

offered tonight

by two of our newest members,

Mr. Mogaji of Calcutta

and Mr. Richard McCallum,

just arrived from Edinburgh.

(applause)

It is always a momentous occasion...

When the spiritual powers send one of their own

to teach us the way.

So it was with Sri Krishna in the 4th Century B.C.

So it was with Jesus Christ

in the 1st Century A.D.

the coming of a new world teacher

has been prophesied for some time.

Several months ago, friends,

I was walking on the beach at Haldia.

I saw an Indian boy.

He was possessed

of a magnificent spiritual aura.

It separated him from all others.

I immediately brought him to the society compound

and conducted a clairvoyant investigation

into his past lives.

I immediately recorded the results

of that investigation

in this book.

The spirits of the boy's past lives

spoke to me.

I knew then

that I had discovered

the new world teacher.

Friends and colleagues,

I present

that boy...

Jiddu Krishnamurti.

(applause)

Hey, I know that kid.

Shh.

That was a lovely introduction, Charles.

Thank you.

What is your impression so far, Miss Seymour?

Well, I haven't seen any holy spirits,

if that's what you're asking.

Indy.

Oh, hey, "K."

Have you hit any home runs lately?

No, but I hit a few wickets.

Oh, these are my parents--

My father and my mother.

And my tutor-- Miss Seymour.

Very pleased to meet you.

I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

I'm Dr. Henry Jones of Princeton university.

This is my wife Anna and my son, Henry Jr.

How do you do?

-Good evening, Henry. -Pleased to meet you.

And this is my son's tutor--

Miss Helen Seymour.

Miss Seymour is a member

of the royal society of literature

and the Royal Victorian Order.

There are many Oxford scholars in her debt,

myself included.

After that introduction, Miss Seymour,

it is my honor.

Good evening, Mrs. Besant.

Come on, "K," I'll teach you

how to throw a curve ball.

And I'll teach you how to hit a googly.

So, what do you think

of our humble little gathering?

It's not so little.

Nor so humble.

Ah, a disbeliever.

No, Mrs. Besant, on the contrary,

I believe in quite a number of things.

But not theosophy?

No, madam, if you'll forgive me,

not in an organization that exalts a young boy

to its world teacher.

Charles...

Do you have a copy of your book?

Oh, yes, Mrs. Besant.

I would like Miss Seymour

to read it.

Madam is welcome to this copy.

This is a record of the past lives

of Krishnamurti.

Perhaps you will reconsider your opinion.

While you're in Benares,

what the theosophical society has, is yours.

How very kind.

Would it be possible to see around

the society grounds and the library?

Of course. Why don't you all come to tea tomorrow?

I'm afraid we have a prior engagement.

I'd like to.

Good.

But, Mom, they promised.

Hubert, please, not so loud.

We'll talk about it later.

Come on, honey.

A multi-faith approach

is one of the founding principles of theosophy,

-if I'm not mistaken. -That is correct.

Theosophy is Greek.

Yes, that's right, Henry.

Do you speak Greek?

Well, Theo means God,

and Sophia means wisdom,

so I guess theosophy would mean...

Wisdom of God or something like that.

Well, what a remarkable boy.

Don't give him any ideas.

Henry does have a special aptitude

for languages.

Tell me, Mrs. Besant, while we're speaking

of extraordinary children...

(laughs)

Oh, there's no need to be diplomatic, Helen.

You want to know whether the young Krishnamurti

is a fraud.

Well, yes, so I do.

Charles Leadbeater spoke quite well last night.

Did you read his book?

Yes. I'm curious about him.

Where can I begin?

He is my friend,

my colleague.

In spiritual matters, I trust him implicitly.

I don't want to unfairly cast aspersions

on his character, but I am skeptical

about Mr. Leadbeater's claiming

to have seen Krishnamurti's aura,

and claiming to have had a vision

about Krishnamurti's spiritual past.

Helen, Charles did have a vision,

and his aims are the same as mine

and every other member of this society--

To seek spiritual truth.

Charles has immense psychic ability, Helen,

and his book proves it.

Hey, look.

What are they doing over there?

It looks like meditation.

It's a kind of mental discipline, Henry.

Oh. You mean like geometry.

No, not like that.

When a person meditates,

instead of filling the brain with thought,

he tries to empty the brain of thought.

Why would somebody want to stop thinking?

Well, when somebody stops thinking

and empties the brain of thought,

then he only has to deal with what is left.

What's that?

Peacefulness

and tranquility.

Wow!

I'm gonna try it.

Oh, dear.

He'll be all right, Helen.

Helen, you must open yourself

to spiritual experiences,

or you'll miss so much.

-Annie? -Charles.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Uh, Mr. Mogaji and Mr. McCallum

would like to present their donation checks to

the theosophical society.

Yes, of course. Helen, would you mind?

I understand.

Charles, will you continue Miss Seymour's tour?

You could show her the library.

Yes, all right.

Helen, will you join me for tea later?

Thank you, Mrs. Besant.

I read your book.

It was most interesting,

especially the description of the conversations

with all those spirits,

the people Krishnamurti was in former lives.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Some of the spirits, you state,

are thousands of years old

and are from a variety of cultures

and ethnic groups.

I couldn't help but wonder something.

What?

How did you communicate with them?

Do they speak the king's English,

or are you fluent in ancient languages--

Greek, Sanskrit?

Yes, I do speak Greek.

(speaking Greek)

You have become less than friendly, madam.

No. Merely inquisitive.

Well, that was a rather dirty trick,

trying to expose my ignorance of Greek.

(speaking Greek)

Well, so you do.

Are you finished with your interrogation?

It isn't an interrogation, Mr. Leadbeater.

I'm simply curious about all this occult

and supernatural activity.

For instance, the aura.

In your book,

you stated that you instantly knew

Krishnamurti was the new world teacher

when you saw his aura on the beach at Haldia.

This is supposedly a field of energy

which surrounds Krishnamurti.

All living things emit an aura.

Krishnamurti's was of a brilliance

and intensity I had never seen before.

Do I have an aura?

Yes, in fact, you do.

It's funny. I can't see it.

I can.

Well, you can see it

because you're a psychic, right?

You have telepathic powers.

So tell me, what am I thinking now?

Miss Seymour, psychic power

is not something to be joked about.

Your skepticism is merely a reflection

of a rather limited western education

and upbringing.

Well, let me ask you another question

which exhibits my limited upbringing.

That American boy, young Hubert Van hook,

the one Annie discovered in Chicago

before you discovered Krishnamurti here--

What does his aura look like?

Rather dull, like yours.

There are many things which cannot be seen

through western eyes.

I don't believe in what I can't see.

Miss Seymour, you're a Christian, correct?

Yes. Church of England.

And as a Christian, you believe in God?

Yes.

Have you ever seen God?

No, I have never seen God--

And Christians believe in the devil, don't they?

They believe that the devil can walk the earth,

don't they? Have you ever seen

the devil...

Miss Seymour?

Indy.

Oh, hey, "K."

What are you doing?

Meditating.

It's pretty hard.

I got all the thoughts

out of my head once,

but then I started thinking

about apple pie.

I'm going for a bicycle ride.

Would you like to come?

Great.

At the reception last night,

Mr. Leadbeater said that you were sent by God,

like Jesus. What did he mean?

Who do you think God is, Indy?

My Sunday school teacher says

that God is an old wise man

who lives in the sky,

and he's got angels all around him.

But if you're bad, he punishes you.

And if you're good, he rewards you.

That is the way a Christian sees God.

But remember, Indy, you are in Benares,

where all the world's religions come together.

You know, Indy,

the ancient Greeks and Romans

and Egyptians believed

that there was a god for peace

and one for war.

A god for birth...

And one for death.

A god for everything.

Then the Jewish people decided

that there was only one god,

and the Christians declared

that Jesus Christ was the son of this God.

INDY: He said that God, his father,

had told him to come down to earth,

to save us from our sins.

Do you believe in Jesus, Krishnamurti?

I believe that Jesus Christ

was a great man

and a great spiritual leader,

but it is not important what I believe.

(chanting prayer)

Wow.

That is the Buddha.

Who's he?

He was a great spiritual leader, too.

His followers are called Buddhists.

Did the Buddha know Jesus?

No, Indy.

The Buddha was born

600 years before Jesus.

The Buddha was born a prince.

A prince?

Yes. His name was Siddhartha.

He lived in a big palace.

He got anything he wanted--

Gold, silver, fine clothes.

But all the suffering of the world--

disease, poverty, war--

was kept from him.

Then one day, he walked outside the palace.

He saw a sick man, a crippled man,

and a dying man,

and he was really saddened by what he saw.

And from that day,

he renounced all his wealth.

All of it?

Everything.

He left the palace

to wander amongst the common people.

One day, he sat under the shade of a Bodhi tree.

He had a vision.

He saw why people suffer.

Why?

I want you to think of something

you want more than anything else

in the world.

I want-- I want to live forever.

But everybody has to die.

You cannot live forever.

How does that make you feel, Indy?

Sad, I guess.

That is the answer to your question.

You see,

people want things they cannot have,

and that makes them sad,

and they suffer.

That is what Siddhartha, the Buddha,

discovered under the Bodhi tree.

But what did he do about it?

He stopped wanting things

he could not have,

and he was content.

Was Buddha a god?

No, not like the Christian God.

The Buddha is a guide for his followers

to lead a more harmonious life,

a life based on love and compassion.

(speaking Indian)

I like this place.

I thought you would.

What is this called?

This is a ghat.

What's a-- a ghat?

A place where Hindus go to bathe in the river.

They feel the water of the Ganges is holy

and can purify them.

There are more Hindus in India

than any other religion.

What's that?

A Hindu funeral.

The body is placed on a wood pyre

and cremated,

and the ashes are sent back to this river.

That's too bad.

Why do you say that?

The person's dead. That's sad.

Perhaps, Indy, but for the Hindu,

birth and death are a part of life.

And when you die,

you are reborn in another form.

Who are the Hindu gods?

There are many, many Hindu gods,

but the most important three

are Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva.

And of those three,

Shiva is the most feared and respected.

He is called the destroyer.

This is a temple to Shiva.

And here he is.

Why is he called the destroyer?

He sounds mean, doesn't he?

But really, Shiva is a compassionate god

because in Hinduism,

the destroyer of life is also the bringer of life.

So what Shiva destroys,

he renews and restores.

(singing in Indian)

Now tell me, Helen,

what did you really expect to find here last night--

A lot of raving lunatics?

Holy rollers speaking in tongues?

No, Mrs. Besant,

nothing as exotic as that.

Though I have to admit, though,

that your reputation, well...

So you thought the infamous Mrs. Besant

would be a wild-eyed rabble rouser

living in sin,

practicing strange occult rituals.

Yes, I'll accept that.

Perhaps I did.

And now...

How do you find her?

To be a highly intelligent,

dignified, and independent woman.

How very kind.

Do you know, Helen,

those are the very words

I would use to describe you.

So now I think you need no longer call me Mrs. Besant.

I am, by nature, a formal person...

Annie.

(both chuckle)

Have another cup of tea.

Actually, I'd love one,

but I think I'd better go

and find Henry.

Have you seen a young American boy

who was here with Krishnamurti?

Yeah, yeah. They went bicycle riding.

What are you reading?

Isaac Newton's Principia Mathematica.

That's... ambitious.

KRISHNAMURTI: This is an Islamic mosque,

the house of worship

for the city's Muslim population.

INDY: Come on. I'll race you up.

You know, Indy,

the Muslims worship one god as Allah.

Allah's messenger's name is Muhammad.

Who's he?

Muhammad said that he was

the successor to Jesus Christ.

Really?

Muhammad was born in Mecca

and was raised by his uncle.

He became a very wealthy man.

But when he was 40 years old,

he received a calling from Allah

to preach the word of God

to all people--

that men should be kind and respectful

to each other

rather than hateful.

His revelations and teachings

are recorded in one book

called the Koran.

Is that like the Bible?

Yes. To the Muslims,

it is very much like the Bible.

(chanting prayer)

Gosh.

All these different religions.

May I ask you a question?

Why did Mrs. Besant bring you here from Chicago?

She said I was going to be

the new world teacher.

She said it was prophesied.

But then what happened?

Well, when Mrs. Besant and I got here,

Mr. Leadbeater had a book

that said Krishnamurti was the new world teacher.

And now everybody looks up to him,

and I think it's all a fake.

A fake? Why do you say that?

well, when Mr. McCallum and Mr. Mogaji

heard about the book--

the men who donated the money

to the society the other night?

Yeah. When they heard about Mr. Leadbeater's book,

they got angry because they weren't mentioned in it.

So then Mr. Leadbeater changed the book

and said that the spirits talked about them, too.

And now everyone's in the book,

and they're all happy.

And I think Mr. Leadbeater made the whole thing up,

and I can prove it.

(crying)

Her baby's dead.

Final proof.

For a proper Englishwoman,

you subscribe to a strange set

of manners, Miss Seymour.

I don't believe I gave you permission

to go through my personal belongings.

My actions are defensible, given the circumstance.

I know what you're doing.

Oh?

And what am I doing?

I've learned you were thrown out

of the theosophical society, Mr. Leadbeater,

but then attempted to ingratiate yourself back in

by discovering the new world teacher--

A simple Indian boy

by the name of Krishnamurti.

But the fact of the matter is

you chose him arbitrarily,

did you not?

Your allegations have no basis in fact,

Miss Seymour,

but since you believe that they're true...

What do you intend to do?

Expose you.

I'm going to tell Annie.

Go right ahead.

Do you mean that?

Oh, yeah.

You are welcome to tell Annie Besant.

Now get out of my office, Miss Seymour.

And when you're done with the book,

please have it returned.

Helen.

Something is troubling you.

Yes, Annie.

I don't actually know where to begin.

Tell me.

It has to do with Charles Leadbeater.

Oh, is there something Charles has done?

Yes, there is.

What?

The book he wrote about Krishnamurti--

Yes.

In my opinion, it's a fraud, Annie.

I don't know what you mean.

I mean exactly what I say.

I think he made it all up.

You can't actually be serious.

Charles was expelled

from the theosophical society, wasn't he?

Yes, but those days are over now.

And he was readmitted

because he supposedly spoke to the spirits,

who told him Krishnamurti was the chosen one--

the next world teacher.

Charles did see the spirits,

and Krishnamurti is

the new world teacher.

You obviously don't understand.

I understand very well, Annie.

I believe Charles wrote two versions of the book.

He only mentioned the prominent members

of the theosophical society in the second version

because they were upset

they were left out of the first.

He did not.

He did nothing of the kind.

Annie, he did.

You believe he did.

Why?

I have the original manuscript

that proves that he did. Look at it.

I won't look at it.

Look at it, Annie.

Obviously Charles had several

different revelations at different times.

That's obviously what happened.

I don't need to look at it.

But Annie--

Helen,

Charles Leadbeater does not control me.

No one does.

I appreciate your concern,

but there are many things

you just don't understand.

You're a highly educated woman.

You think intellectually, logically.

We in the society have gone beyond logic.

Also, I think you fail to realize

the hypocrisy of your position.

Hypocrisy?

I beg your pardon, Annie.

You have faith in your God--

a god of compassion and tolerance,

have you not?

Yet you have no tolerance for my faith.

But your faith is in a young boy.

It was clear to the disciples

from the first moment they saw him

that Jesus Christ was special,

was it not?

Yes, it was.

And it is clear to me--

As clear as daylight--

That Krishnamurti is special.

My faith has nothing to do

with Charles Leadbeater's book.

But, Annie--

The truly spiritual life

is not based on logic.

It's based on faith.

We in the society understand that,

and I'm sorry, Helen,

but you do not.

Good-bye, Annie.

Thank you.

Here.

Keep this.

Thank you, but...

But what is it?

It's a baseball card.

That's Ty Cobb.

I shall keep it to remember you, Indy.

This is for you.

Water from the River Ganges.

KRISHNAMURTI: You are my friend.

INDY: And you're my friend, too, "K."

Yes. You've asked me questions

which I would not answer.

You've asked me about Mr. Leadbeater

and the theosophical society.

They have been very kind to me.

Is... is what they say true?

Are you... are you a god?

No.

I'm not a god.

But they say that you're

this great spiritual leader.

Why?

Because...

They are searching for someone

to lead them to God.

Can't you?

No.

No person can lead another to God.

Each must search for God alone.

Krishnamurti...

I was still wondering...

Who...

Who is God?

God...

is not a Buddhist,

or a Hindu,

or a Muslim,

or a Christian,

or a Jew.

God is in every person

and in every living thing.

There is one thing that all religions say--

that god... is compassion.

God is love.

So that's why you showed me

all those different religions, isn't it?

Yes.

Good-bye, "K!"

Where are they?

I don't know. I can't think of a time

your father's ever been late.

It really ought to have--

maybe that's them.

There they are.

What was the problem?

Oh, the conference ended late,

and there was terrible traffic

on the way here.

It was really my fault.

I-- I wasn't feeling very well and I-- I--

Oh!

-Mother! -Mrs. Jones!

Mother!

Open the door.

Okay.

You'll be all right, dear,

once you get on the train.

Right. Come on.

How sick is she, Father?

Quiet, Junior.

Helen, would you mind seeing

if there's any more water?

Thank you.

Of course.

Is she gonna be all right?

I don't know.

The heat, perhaps,

or something she ate.

I'll be all right, darling.

Don't worry, I just--

I just felt a little...

I just felt a little faint.

Just don't talk, Anna. Rest.

But really, I--

please don't fuss. I feel so silly.

I know I should be perfectly all right

once we arrive.

(sheep bleats)

More?

Yes.

Henry, try and read.

All right?

Oh...

Are you feeling better, Mother?

Yes, Henry.

Oh...

Are you sure?

Yes.

I told you that I'd be fine.

Mother, come here!

Come here, look at that!

Oh...

Right down there.

Isn't it amazing?

Oh, that's beautiful.

Do you see it?

The Great Wall of China.

(speaking Chinese)

-Professor Jones. -Oh.

Welcome, Professor Jones.

Thank you.

I will take you to your hotel.

Oh, jolly good.

I have a carriage waiting.

We'll follow you.

Here you go.

Wow, this is great.

ANNA: Henry! Henry, just slow down.

Wait till tomorrow

when we start on our journey to see

all the wonders of China.

Be so kind as to present

my compliments to Phen Yu

and tell him

I shall look forward to seeing him.

Thank you.

Going to see wonderful things, Henry.

Things you've never imagined.

Professor Jones,

Phen Yu presents his compliments.

He looks forward eagerly

to a discussion.

Splendid.

He will be at your disposal

after tomorrow afternoon.

That's excellent news.

And please tell Phen Yu

that the honor is entirely mine.

Tomorrow? But what about our trip?

Well, we'll have to cancel it.

Cancel it? Henry.

Phen Yu is the greatest translator

of western literature in Peking.

This really is a wonderful opportunity.

I understand.

I hope to read

his translation of the Arthurian legends.

Of course. Never mind.

But we'll just have to go without you.

Oh, no. That's out of the question.

Why?

Well, you can't go off on a jaunt on your own.

Well, I shan't be on my own.

I will have Henry and Miss Seymour.

We'll be fine.

No. I'm sorry. It's impossible.

But why?

Well, you can't go gallivanting around China.

Especially after what happened on the train.

Oh, nonsense.

I'm completely well now.

Besides, the trip will be good for Henry.

While you meet with Mr. Phen Yu,

we shall take in some of the wonders of China.

My dear, I'm not happy about this. It's--

Oh, don't worry.

We shall have a most lovely time.

Won't we, Henry?

Yes. Yes.

Very well. Come on.

Here we have the gate of heavenly purity.

Yes, Henry?

Uh-huh.

And look at those lanterns there.

What are those?

Those are lanterns

to light the palace of the young Princess.

-Wonderful. -Yes.

-Marvelous. -Yes.

Please, Miss Seymour, allow me.

Anna, I'm still not happy

about you going off on this jaunt by yourself.

You know you're not fully recovered.

Oh, nonsense.

I was over the fever a week ago.

I would have you know

that American ladies are renowned

for the strength of their constitutions.

Mother, look.

Besides, Miss Seymour and I

have two strong men

to look after us on our journey.

Professor Jones, I have every confidence

in Li-Xin Shuai.

I'm sure you cannot wish for a better interpreter

and a guide.

I'm sure not.

And we are extremely grateful to him

for undertaking this task.

Oh, yes, indeed.

Mother, can I ride on the baggage cart?

Henry. Henry, you--

You'll get your suit dirty.

And don't scuff your shoes. Come here. Come here.

And remember, Anna...

He is not on holiday.

Mr. Li and I have devised

a very interesting and informative itinerary.

Yes. Highly educational.

I'm sure Junior's delighted to hear that.

They say that education is a journey of the mind,

so what could be better

than to travel with a book in hand?

Traveling without one.

(all laugh)

Well, Annie, if you're determined to go,

you'd better be off,

or you'll miss your train.

Now, darling...

Don't you worry about us.

We are going to learn all about China,

and we are going to have the greatest fun doing it.

Faster! Faster!

Sweetheart, no.

Think of the poor rickshaw man.

Quicker?

Quicker!

Quicker! Quicker!

(whistle blows)

The Great Wall of China

was designed by the Emperor "Quin."

Excuse me, Miss Seymour. It is pronounced "Ch'in."

Oh, thank you, Mr. Li.

Emperor Ch'in,

who was a wise but ruthless man,

reigned from 221 B.C.

to the year 210 B.C.

Henry, are you paying attention?

(speaking Chinese)

(speaking Chinese)

Now, Henry,

do you remember what we said

about Chinese dynasties?

They were named after the families

of Chinese emperors.

Emperor Ch'in was the first to unify

the territory we now call China.

The time of his rule is known as

the Ch'in Dynasty.

And just as in America,

we speak of the revolutionary period

or the Civil War, in China, we speak

of the Ch'in or the Ming Dynasty.

Oh, my, look at that!

What? What? Let me see.

What? Let me see.

(whistle blowing)

MISS SEYMOUR: Every Buddhist temple

has at its entrance four guardian kings.

They protect the world

against attacks from evil spirits.

The red-faced statue

is the guardian of the south,

also called the lord of growth.

The laughing Buddha is officially known

as myo'o.

This type of Buddha represents happiness

and good fortune.

Henry, please don't run up here.

It's too dangerous.

Oh, Mother!

Come here, darling.

Oh, at last, there it is...

The Great Wall.

It starts at Shanhaiguan

by the sea.

ANNA: How long is the wall?

MISS SEYMOUR: I'm not quite sure.

About 3,000 miles, I think.

And it was built by emperor...

Henry? Emperor...

Ch'in.

Why do you think he built it?

Do you think he just woke up one morning

and said, "Hey, let's build

the Great Wall of China."

Well, not quite, but very nearly.

Parts of it were built earlier as fortifications

and watch towers.

But Emperor Ch'in conceived the idea

of one continuous wall

to Mark the limits of his empire.

You mean he built the whole wall himself?

Oh, no.

Other emperors came after him

to complete the wall.

Millions of men were conscripted.

Oh, like building the pyramids.

Yes, but that was 2,000 years earlier,

and of course, they were not fortifications,

but tombs.

This, too, is a kind of tomb.

They say that in some places

a man died for every yard of the wall.

Wow. Must be the longest graveyard in the world.

ANNA: Mr. Li!

Did-- did you see where Henry went?

No, Mrs. Jones,

I don't believe I did.

Master Jones!

Master Jones!

Henry!

Here I am.

Oh, Henry!

Hee hee!

Mom!

MISS SEYMOUR: So, we travel to Jining County

and visit Qufu, and we may manage

to visit the Munyang Temple on the way back.

LI: That is a long journey, Miss Seymour.

We would have to hire a conveyance at the inn,

and it would probably not be very comfortable.

Still, it would be so interesting.

Don't you think so, Mrs. Jones?

Oh, yes. To say that we had seen

the birthplace of Confucius

would truly be something to remember.

Henry, have you learned the chronology

of the dynasties yet?

You know, Miss Seymour,

I think it's more important

to learn the language of the country

than it is the history.

You mean you haven't learned them?

Um... The Shang Dynasty,

the Zhou Dynasty,

the Qin Dynasty...

The Han...

Uh... The Tang Dynasty,

the Song Dynasty,

Yuan Dynasty,

the Ming Dynasty,

and...

The Manchu Dynasty.

You left out the Sui Dynasty,

the three kingdoms, and several others.

Oh. Sorry.

Mr. Li...

Might I have a word with you?

Certainly.

See that man there?

He's the man on the train. He's been following us.

Surely, it's just a coincidence.

Mr. Li, I'm not stupid.

I beg your pardon.

He's been watching my mom.

Why would he do that?

Perhaps just because she is a foreigner.

My father says

the Chinese don't like foreigners.

They want to throw them all out.

A few revolutionaries, perhaps.

That's what he is. He's a revolutionary.

Do you think he has a bomb?

Should we throw him overboard?

What should we do?

Now, now, Henry,

a man does not act without thinking.

Everything in nature depends upon balance.

Action must be controlled by knowledge.

(speaking Chinese)

So, there are five elements--

Metal, wood, fire, earth, and water.

Yes.

Fire is fed by wood,

and after the fire has burnt itself out,

there remain ashes

which become earth.

In the earth are found metals

from which water springs.

The water feeds the trees,

and thus the circle is completed.

So nature finds its own balance.

Mom, see--

Yes, sweetheart. It's time for bed.

We have to make an early start in the morning.

But Mom--

Come on. It's time for bed.

(speaking Chinese)

The innkeeper says that he is very reliable

and that he speaks English.

Oh.

Any man calling me Ah Pin.

He says his name is Ah Pin.

Ah Pin.

Number-one chop walkie.

-(horse neighs) -Is-- is he saying that we have to walk?

No, no. In Pidgin, "walkie" is used

for all means of transport.

INDY: What's pidgin?

It is used by Chinese people

to foreigners who don't understand Chinese.

ANNA: It's very quaint, isn't it?

Yes, indeed.

Mrs. Jones, Miss Seymour...

Are you sure you want to take this journey?

The roads are very bad,

and this cart will not be comfortable.

Mr. Li, we are seasoned travelers by now.

I'm sure that we'll be fine.

Mr. Li, what's the Chinese word

for mother?

Ma.

Hey, mah.

Oh, Henry, you know how much I dislike it

when you call me that.

It's Chinese.

No, not quite. I'm afraid

you called your gracious mother

a horse.

No. You said--

I said, "ma." Ma means mother.

Mah means horse.

In Chinese, inflections

change the meaning of a word.

Ah. Chinese very tricky language, huh?

Mah.

Ma.

Mah.

Ma.

Hey, Ma, my head hurts.

Oh, Henry, dear,

you've been running around too much.

Stay with mother and calm down.

Are you all right, Mrs. Jones?

Why, yes, of course.

But Ah Pin says we must go chop-chop

before the rain comes.

I don't think Mr. Li

approves of pidgin English.

It is very convenient.

But perhaps not very dignified.

The Chinese language

is a difficult one to learn,

and there are many dialects, but--

But you agree with Henry.

That people who go to a foreign country

should learn to speak the language?

Where is Henry?

(speaking Chinese)

MAN: Master Li!

Excuse me, ladies.

(speaking Chinese)

There has been some misunderstanding.

He was told he was needed here.

Nothing to worry about.

(speaking Chinese)

Hyah!

(horse whinnies)

Ha ha ha!

Aah!

(yelling in Chinese)

Oh, boy!

We shall not see him again.

Oh, boy. Wait till I tell Miss Seymour and mom.

Henry, I don't think we should tell them.

Not tell them?

He was just a common thief,

but still, it might alarm the ladies.

And Ah Pin would lose face

because he left his cart and the luggage

at the bidding of a stranger.

You took the time to think,

and then you acted wisely,

and so you have your own approbation.

You do not need the applause of others.

I guess so.

Oh, there's Henry!

I was afraid for a moment

you might have gotten lost.

No. Evidently, the stupid man was saying

there's something wrong with the horse.

No. Ah Pin was just apologizing

for his unsuitable horse,

and he promises to hire a bigger,

stronger one

when we come to the country roads.

There may be rain.

Mom, my head hurts.

I don't feel so good.

You don't feel so good?

Hmm... well, his head does feel rather hot.

Do you think he has a fever?

Oh, I'm sure he do--

Yes, he does seem rather feverish.

(thunder rumbles)

How much further?

I'm not sure.

I've never been

to this part of the country before.

Are we almost there?

I don't think so, sweetheart.

I don't think so.

(horse whinnies)

Mr. Li,

how near are we to the mission?

I don't know.

Hee!

Hee!

Mr. Li? Ah Pin, why have we stopped?

We just need to cross this river.

(neighs)

(speaking Chinese)

Hyah!

(horse whinnies)

Ah Pin!

(speaking Chinese)

Mrs. Jones! Miss Seymour!

Can you help me with Henry?

All right. I have him.

Are you all right?

Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Miss Seymour, are you all right?

Are you hurt?

Everything is gone.

My bag, my bag.

Oh, my bag!

Ah Pin, where's my bag?

(thunder rumbles)

ANNA: Mr. Li, be careful.

Mr. Li.

Oh, give me your hand.

(thunder rumbles)

Oh!

(speaking Chinese)

(speaking Chinese)

Mr. Li,

ask them, please, to light a fire.

And make a pot of tea. Tea always helps.

We must get him out of these wet clothes.

If only the luggage hadn't gone in the river.

Our food, clothes, medicine, all our money.

We really have lost everything.

What's in your bag?

Only books, I'm afraid,

and my little reading lamp.

(speaking Chinese)

(thunder rumbles)

Drink it down, sweetheart.

It'll do you good.

(coughs)

Mr. Li?

Where is the nearest doctor?

(speaking Chinese)

There's a doctor in the next village.

A Chinese doctor-- Dr. Wen.

Was he trained in America?

No. He practices traditional Chinese medicine.

What about the American mission?

(speaking Chinese)

(speaking Chinese)

There is an American missionary who is a doctor,

but the mission is at least three days' ride away...

And Huang Feng does not have a horse.

INDY: Mama.

Mama.

It's all right, Henry.

I'm here.

Mother's here.

I need to go home.

I know, sweetheart.

We'll go home very soon.

And when we get home,

you know the very first thing we'll do?

We'll go to Uncle Pete's farm.

You can feed the chickens,

and you can have a ride on his pony.

Isn't that a good idea?

Mm-hmm.

♪ Hush-a-bye ♪

♪ Don't you cry ♪

♪ Go to sleep, my little baby ♪

♪ When you wake ♪

♪ You shall have ♪

♪ All the pretty little roses ♪

LI: Huang Feng only inherited about half an acre.

ANNA: Half an acre? Why, that's not enough

to keep body and soul together.

(speaking Chinese)

I think it is not easy.

No. We mustn't impose on these people

any longer than we have to.

You are right, but they are glad

to welcome you into their home.

Hospitality is very important in China.

(speaking Chinese)

INDY: Mom, I've got a pain.

Henry, sweetheart, what's wrong?

I have a pain.

Where does it hurt?

His fever's returned.

His head is hot, and he's still shivering.

Let's get him covered up

and get him away from the window.

(moaning)

If only we could have a proper fire.

I'm sorry.

Ah Pin has found a horse.

The cart is not too badly damaged.

He and Huang Feng are mending the wheel

right now.

Excellent. They found the luggage?

No. I'm sorry.

It must have been carried downstream.

Well, it can't be helped.

We must get Henry to the doctor

as soon as possible.

Henry isn't well enough to travel.

Oh.

He's very ill. I know he is.

And I wish there was a doctor near, but...

You're quite right.

Henry should stay here.

We will send Ah Pin to fetch the doctor.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Li, would you ask Ah Pin

to come in here?

He must leave as soon as possible.

Yes, Miss Seymour.

If only I hadn't insisted on this trip.

It's all my fault.

Oh, no, Miss Seymour. Of course it isn't.

If it's anyone's...

It's mine.

My husband told me that...

It would be dangerous to make this journey,

but I wouldn't listen.

If anything happens to Indy,

I... I don't...

LI: Miss Seymour.

Ah Pin says he can set out right away.

Does he know the way?

(speaking Chinese)

Me sorry. Me know Henry plenty sick.

Just pigeon man. Fetchie. Chop-chop.

What on earth does "just pigeon man" mean?

Clergyman.

You see, he has understood perfectly.

As long as he understands

the clergyman must also be a doctor.

I'm going with him.

It will be a very hard journey,

a long way over bad roads.

All the more reason for me to go with him

to make sure that he doesn't dawdle.

ANNA: I'm sure we can trust Ah Pin.

I'm sure he means well.

If the doctor isn't there,

will he be able to insist on finding him

and bringing him back?

Mr. Li could go with him.

No. You'll need Mr. Li here

to explain to the family what you need.

I'll be far more useful fetching the doctor.

Be very careful.

(speaking Chinese)

(speaking Chinese)

Mom...

Am I going to die like Susie?

Oh, honey, of course not.

Your sister was very little,

and she was never very strong.

Now she's in heaven with grandma.

Mm-hmm.

Am I...

Going to die and go to heaven?

One day,

but not yet.

(Indy groans)

Susie...

Uh...

Who's... who's...

Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

Cha?

Yes.

Yes, please.

Cha.

(donkey brays)

(shouting in Chinese)

Oh.

Mr. Li!

-Is somebody here? -No.

Is it the doctor?

No. It's just a man

who has some business with Huang Feng.

(speaking Chinese)

Go away!

Henry!

Henry!

Go away!

Somebody help me! Help me, please!

No! Go away!

It's just a dream, sweetheart.

It's just a dream.

No! Ow!

Let me go!

I don't need you! Get out!

No. It's mother. I'm right here.

It's all right. It's all right.

Stop!

(speaking Chinese)

It's all right, sweetheart.

It's all right. It's all right.

How soon will the doctor get here?

Another two days, certainly,

if they've found their way

and the doctor is at the mission.

It's all right. It's all right.

(speaking Chinese)

Mr. Li, what are they doing?

They are praying for your son

to have a safe journey.

No.

I won't let him die.

I won't.

Please fetch the Chinese doctor.

Please fetch the Chinese doctor.

(speaking Chinese)

Why doesn't he do something?

He is looking.

That is the first rule-- to look.

After that...

After that, he will feel the pulse.

(speaking Chinese)

He asks what the symptoms were

and when they first appeared.

He said his head hurt.

It was about, um, three or four days ago.

(speaking Chinese)

And, uh, then

the morning after we arrived here,

he had pains in his stomach.

Terrible diarrhea.

(speaking Chinese)

He says your son is very ill.

The viscera has all been damaged.

He must be treated with acupuncture right away.

If they have not been too severely damaged

and he can restore the balance

between Yin and Yang,

young Henry may still recover.

What is he doing?

He's preparing the acupuncture needles.

Needles?

Mom!

He's going to put those needles

into my son? No. No! No!

He's going to hurt me.

-(speaking Chinese) -Mom!

Don't let him hurt me.

He says you must leave.

No!

If he is to save your son's life,

you must leave.

(mumbling hysterically)

I don't understand! I don't understand!

(sobbing)

My son is going to die.

Can't anybody do anything?

You must stay here.

Please, Mom. Come back.

Please, Mom.

You must trust him.

He is Henry's only hope.

INDY: Where are you?

Where are you, Mom?

If my son is going to die,

I want to be with him.

Let me go.

Mom...

Where are you?

I'm scared.

I know, sweetheart.

I know.

(speaking Chinese)

Mom, is he going to hurt me?

I don't know, Henry,

but we must trust him.

He's going to make you well.

He says that acupuncture has been in use

for thousands of years.

He will start the treatment in the back

to reduce the fever.

We need to turn him onto his stomach.

Yes.

All right, sweetheart.

There we go.

There we go.

LI: Young Henry, cough.

(cough)

Bigger cough.

(cough)

Even bigger cough.

(cough)

Energy flows through the body

through certain channels

just as streams and rivers flow through the earth.

(speaking Chinese)

LI: Each organ in the body

has its own meeting point on the skin,

and thus it is possible,

by inserting a needle at these points,

to affect the flow of energy...

And thus restore the balance between Yin and Yang.

(Doctor speaking Chinese)

Yin and Yang are the two opposites

which control the universe

and thus the human body.

(Doctor speaking Chinese)

Yin is moist,

weak, feminine.

Yang is strong,

dry, masculine.

(speaking Chinese)

These two must be in harmony,

for how can there be spring without autumn

or summer without winter?

No.

No more medicine.

(speaking Chinese)

He says the child is perspiring again,

and that is good.

But he must drink this medicine

to restore his strength.

No.

No.

No more medicine.

I don't want him disturbed anymore.

(speaking Chinese)

He says let it be as the mother wishes.

He has done what he can.

If his strength holds, he will recover.

Mmm...

(horse neighs)

Miss Seymour.

Mr. Li, Dr. James Morton

from the American mission.

Mr. Li-Xin Shuai,

our guide and our friend.

Li-Xin Shuai, delighted to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

And this is Dr. Wen Ch'iu.

Really? Dr. Wen Ch'iu.

(speaking Chinese)

How is he?

It's still too soon to tell.

Very ill.

(speaking Chinese)

You're very fortunate.

Some of these local doctors are charlatans.

But Dr. Wen Ch'iu is very famous,

and he has had some remarkable successes,

especially with typhoid.

Typhoid?

I would think so

from what Miss Seymour has told me.

Well, young gentleman,

I would say that you are on the mend.

Mom.

Thank you.

I see Ah Pin has found some of your luggage.

I know. Isn't it splendid?

Now, don't forget--

Henry isn't out of the woods yet.

He needs plenty of rest,

and like Dr. Wen Ch'iu said,

a very light diet.

No need to fatten him up too soon now.

Bye, Dr. Morton.

Bye.

(speaking Chinese)

You won.

You won.

That's good.

(donkey brays)

(shouting in Chinese)

(shouting)

Mr. Li, what is going on?

Huang Feng cannot grow enough

to feed his family.

He had to borrow money,

and he gave this land as security.

So they've come to take the land.

Where's my purse?

No. No, Miss Jones. You mustn't.

He would lose too much face.

Miss Seymour, you must impress--

You mean, he would rather lose his land and his home

than lose face?

Excuse me.

I am Mrs. Henry Jones.

(Li speaking Chinese)

This is a fine gentleman,

and his wife is a great lady.

(translating in Chinese)

I owe them a debt

of many thousands of dollars,

and yet never once

have they reminded me of that debt.

Huang Feng, do not let me leave your house

without allowing me to give you

just a small token of what I owe you.

(Li speaking Chinese)

(donkey brays)

(speaking Chinese)

Oh, that looks good.

My, how lovely.

This reminds me of what we call in America...

Thanksgiving Dinner.

(speaking Chinese)

Henry, would you like to say grace?

I mean, it's just like my friend Krishnamurti said,

that God is in every person and in every living thing

and that there's one thing all religions say--

God is compassionate.

God is love.

Beautiful.