Original subtitles

Hi!

- Hey! How's it goin'? How they hangin'? - Hanging good, Jack!

Mr. Jack!

- Mr. Jack? - What is it, Gopi?

- Mr. Hing wanting you in a hurry lot. - Fuck him. - Fuck him?

- Yeah. You heard me. - But Mr. Hing waiting two hours.

- Tell him I got smallpox. - Smallpox?

That's right.

What's this? You been playin' at my desk again?

- No, Mr. Jack. Me no play. - You no play, huh? What's this? And this?

- Medicine? - That's right, medicine.

Mr. Gunstone? Jack Flowers, here. Sorry I couldn't get back to you sooner.

Yeah. What can I do for you sir?

Really? Oh, that's great, Colonel.

Are you kiddin' me? Two thousand's a big help.

A whorehouse is always a good investment.

Who? Djamila? Sure.

Prince's Hotel okay?

Sure! You've got it, sir.

- But Mr. Hing? - mmhmm.

Yeah, Gopi.

I know, Gopi.

- It's kinda hot! - You stop playing inside!

Hurry.

How they runnin', handsome?

You lookin' for me, smiley?

New man coming from Hong Kong. Main office. Ordered books.

Alamo!

What happened to the old man?

Died. Sick. This year, new man.

Alamo!

Armo, Alamo! How'd you like it if I called you a chink?

Heh?

You've got no tact, do you know that?.

If it wasn't for me, do you think any redheaded skippers'd buy from you?

What, because of your charm? You will meet at airport.

Mr. William Leigh. Alamo.

- My car is being fixed. - You will meet five o'clock.

- I'll have to take a taxi. - Bus!

Now you make the order to take a bus, you'll find something wrong with your books.

Taxi.

They could base a Geneva Conference over four bucks. Why do you stand this...

...shit? One night, when he's asleep, jump on the bed and bite him in the neck.

What the hell? They can't arrest you.

But to airport. Taxi back.

Do you want me to tell him about that other set of books?

- Hey Andrew, you wait here, huh?. - How about the police?

- Do a song and dance. - All right, Jack. I dance.

- Hey, Charlie? How's the yen? - Lousy!

- What about the Deutsche Mark? - Always good.

- Always good. And what about the dollar? - Pretty good.

Pretty good. Glad to hear it.

Hey, buddy. Where are my cigars?

- Jack, I kept it for your Monday, see. - Well why didn't you call me?

- Oh, my wife kill me... - Oh, your wife, your wife!

- Let me pay you for that paper. - Oh, that's okay. You can take it. You can't pay.

Okay. Call me next time for Christ's sake. Don't be afraid. - Okay, thank you.

Announcing the arrival of Malaysian Airlines system flight MH623 procedente de Panang.

623 from Panang.

- Leigh? William Leigh? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Hi. Bill. My name's Jack Flowers.

- I work for Hing. - Oh. How do you do?

- Let me give a hand. - Oh, no, really. Thankyou. I can manage.

You're, um... you're not Chinese.

No. I'm Italian. I mean, I wasn't born in Italy, my father was.

- Oh. I see. - I was born in Buffalo.

That's in New York. Near Niagara Falls.

Hey, honey. How ya doin'?

You know how Buffalo got its name? Nothin' to do with the animal.

Oh, let me handle it. You've had a long trip.

Well the French were there first, you see.

and, uh... there's a river runnin' through it and they called it Beau Fleuve, Beautiful River?

So a couple of Texans must of gotten hold of it:

Beau Fleuve, Bowfluh, Buffalo, you know?

- Oh... I see... they, um... they... um... - Prince's Hotel, Andrew.

- Nice place. I get a little kickback there. - Oh, really?

- My word! It's hot, isn't it? - Yeah, wow! This is winter, Bill.

Yeah, we're smack on the equator here. You have been to Singapore before, haven't you?

- No, I haven't. But I've always heard it's very... - A'right, let's go, Andrew!

- ...very pleasant. - Yeah, well it depends on what you like.

Five hundred dollar fine. You know that?

- What for? For that? - That's right.

Bah! How's the weather Hong Kong?

Oh, well. Actually, of course, it's a good deal cooler there than...

You like something nice for tonight?

- Sorry? - No?

A special with two girls? Check out nice show, massage?

Take it easy, Andrew. The man just got here. You wanna kill him?

- No. I want him to him to feel at home. - Are you that interesting?

Uh... Oh... no, no, no, no... ,,,In point of actual fact, I was wondering if, uh...

- Oh, come on. Don't be shy. - Yeah, well I wouldn't to, uh...

Come on, shoot! I mean, uh, the choices are very big and most people don't realize that.

It boils down to five: there's boys, girls, dirty pictures,

...exhibition, massage... combination thereof.

Now what did you have in mind?

Well, I'd... I'd like to a get a... game of squash.

Squash?

Oh! There's no problem. We have five places with courts: The Tanglin Club, The Racket Club,

- The Country Club... - Excuse me. I'm um... um...

Look at this: the man can't breathe, he wants to play squash.

I'm so sorry. Oh, you're not a squash player yourself by any chance, are you?

- No, Bill. I drink. Do you drink? - Well, I... uh...

- William! - ...William?

Well, I, um... I take the odd drop.

There you go, Andrew. And don't spend it all in place, huh?

After you, sir.

- I'm sorry. - Thank you.

Let's grab a cab and go down town for a bite to eat, huh?

Be with ya in a minute, William.

European food, Chinese... . Something like that?, Indian...?

Let's uh...

Let's go to Chinatown. I think there's a good place.

What? Oh, uh... two I should think.

- Two in case, yeah? - Yeah.

Who is it?

Hey, William, I be with ya in a minute, huh? Just a second?

Right.

Hey! How ya doin' kids?

- Nice dress, Judy. - No can do.

Well hello, Jack. My Judy tells me you sold out of Coca Cola last night.

Not on your life. Who's that black girl with Judy who just left?

- Oh, she's so beautiful, yeah? - That she is!

The first I saw her, I just put my hands on her face!

- Yeah. Where's she from? - Come from Ceylon.

The son-of-a-bitch, prick Chinese boyfriend, she come down to see him.

- And he put her on the street. - Yeah! Son-of-a-bitch prick.

- Yeah, well... it's an old story, Judy. - New to her.

- Bob. - Yeah?

I've fixed old Colonel Gunstone up with Jamilla. He'll be in later.

- Poor girl! - Now you make sure the airconditioning is working?

And if anything goes wrong with his ticker, what do you do?

- Ah, I'll call you. - That's right.

Bob, I want you to meet a very good friend of mine, Mr. William Leigh. - How are you doing, Mr. Leigh?

- No we gotta have Grade A service here, Bob. - Grade A, Jack.

What did you given 'im? An inside room or an outside?

- Outside room. - No. Too noisy.

- Nice view! - No. We've gotta have an inside room, right William?

The view stinks, anyway.

- Jack? ...I'll see you later. - Yeah? ...Okay.

Enjoy your stay, Mr. Leigh. See you later, Jack.

William! What say I pick you up at about... 8 tomorrow morning?

- Yeah? - Right! Fine.

- Oh, Jack? - Yeah?

- Thanks so much for meeting me. - Aw... forget it.

- Can I buy you a drink? - What?

Why not?

Well, what should I do about my... um...?

Uh... take Mr. Leigh's bag upstairs, will ya?

Are you sure you've got the time?

- As a matter of fact, I'm going to a place I think you'll like it. - Now, I don't want to intrude.

You'll meet some of your countryment there. - Really? - ...and make yourself a game of squash.

- Well! - Right after you, William. - Oh no, after you. - Come on, don't be a pain in the ass.

- Hey, Shirley! - Jack! How are you?

- How ya doin', baby? How's business? - Okay.

- Yeah? Well, that's good. How's the kids? - Just fine, fine. Thank you!

- You're lookin' beautiful. - You're not lookin' too bad yourself.

- Bye! - Take care, now!

Flowers... you're a ponce aren't you?

Hard to say what anyone is.

No, I only mention it because... personally speaking, I can never bring myself to pay.

William, people make love for so many crazy reasons.

- Why shouldn't money be one of 'em? Huh? - You're right.

- Hey, Wally. - Bon giorni, Jackie! .

How about a beer, Jackie?

- Mr. Tan, you're lookin' good! - Business is good, Jack.

- Oh, it is huh? - Uh... where could I get a wash?

- What? - Uh... a wash?

- Uh... right through there. - A what?

- Guess who's back in town? - Nancy from Bangkok?

- That's right. Be here a couple of weeks. - This week very bad.

- Moving the office. I'll see you in two days. - Ah... I understand. Come by any time.

- Listen, you wanna buy my car? - How you gonna get around?

You're not gonna drive it, are ya?

- Jack. - What?

- You bring Coca Cola girl to ship. - Yeah, that's right.

- Too much. I have people no like it. - What people?

Well they've been giving me the same dirty looks for twelve years now....

Now look... buy my car. 1500.

Okay, Jack.

But...

you no start house.

Well...

Jack...

Chinese people sometimes very awkward.

Mr. Tan, you're a prince.

I thought it was a cunt,

It was a cock.

Boys, I want you to meet a new addition. Boys?

Hey boys? ...I want you to meet a friend of mine down from Hong Kong.

Oh, dear! Old Honkers. How very agra'able! I thought you looked a bit stunned.

Did you, by any chance, bump into a chump of mine called Barney Pinecroft...

- ...in the Honkers and Shankers? - Um... I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

An incredibly nasty man. The vilest habits you could possibly imagine.

I daresay he's gone back to UK now for a spot of leave.

Oh, do you ever go back to the U.K. yourself, or...?

Well, I used to.

The last time I went back, they passed a Bill making homosexuality legal.

I said to my wife, let's get out of here before they make it compulsory.

What's your friend drink, Jack?

I'll take care of it, Wally. You want a drink, William?

- Um... well... - I don't believe we've met. Yardley.

Leigh. L-E-I-G-H.

L-E-I-G-H? Not L double E?

- No. L-E-I-I-G-H. - Now get that spelling, Frogget?

- Don't be a cunt, Yardley. - Just arrived, have you?

Yes. An hour and, uh..., forty minutes ago to be precise.

- We like to be precise, don't we, Frogget? - Certainly.

Seeing we're sitting on the slag-heap of life, it's worth a bloody good thing to know the time of day.

- Yardley is a philosopher, Jacko. - Yeah, I noticed.

- What's your friend drink, Jack? - What are you drinking, William?

- Well, I think, um... Plymouth Pink. - Oh! A Plymouth Pink!

D'you want a cherry in it?

Are you a navy man? Shall we pipe you aboard?

How very agra'able!

- Penis Pink? - Gin and Angostura.

Oh, Plymouth Pink!

- Oh, you've just come down from K.L.? - K... oh, no, no.... Kong Hong.

- Kong Hong? - Hong Kong!

No, he's perfectly right: Kong Hong.

Plymouth Pink!

I was in Hong Kong a few years back. Couldn't stand the poxy place.

- Do we still own it, Yatesey? - We don't own anything.

- Well. I think I'll go whore-hopping. - Oh what a splendid idea! I think I'll join you.

Do you know, Yardley? I haven't exercised my barrage for many a month.

- We'll just have to lift you on again. - Well now. That's not very nice!

Hey, Jack? What was the name of that skinny one you fixed me up with?

- Helen, Mildred? - Gladys.

Christ! She was a lively vir crompet.

She does marvellous things to your arse!

It's like being dead.

You know: paradise!

Come on, Yatesey.

- Goodnight, Jacko. - Goodnight, Yatesey.

- I... I suppose I'm just not a bar person. - Oh, I don't know about that. You did all right.

Bah!

- Jack Flowers here tonight? - Jack! You here?

He's here.

- Are you Jack Flowers? - Yeah, that's right.

- A friend told me to look ya up. - Uh-huh?

He said you could hook me up with somethin' special.

How much you wanna spend?

- What would 50 get me? - Get ya dick.

- What? - Get ya nothin'.

- Well, how much? - 400 Singapore.

- That's almost 150 U.S.! - Uh-huh.

- Is it for two? - As much as you can handle, buster.

- Okay. - Wanna tag along, William?

- Oh, but... oh, just for a while. - Here you go, Wally.

- Thankyou, Jack. - You're welcome, Wally.

- Goodnight, Jack. - Goodnight, Wally.

How ya doin', Charlie?

Jack!

Hey, Jack! What's up?

Hi, honey.

- How ya doin'? - Yeah. Sit down. How are you? Look.

What are we drinkin' here? Beer, beer, Sonny, beer. Three beer. No food.

There. Take your choice.

- Hi, Jack. - Hey, Rica, sweetheart. How are ya?

I'm fine, thanks.

- Where's Bridgit? Bridgit here tonight? - Yeah. Just a minute. I get for you,

- Good. - Who's Bridgit?

- That one. - She's beautiful.

- Oh, yeah. You made a great choice! - Can I interest you in something?

This is a vibrator. Uh... a pussycat...

- You boys wanna buy anything. - No...

- A mini-monk. - No, no. Hey, ...Fred?

Fred, take your monk and go home, huh?

Give my love to your kids.

Hey!

How ya doin', Max? Well I'll be damned! You got a new line, don't ya, Max?

Where do you get this stuff?

Take it home, Max. No sale.

- Hey, honey. What are ya drinkin'? - Good evening, Jack. A hot chocolate.

- Hot chocolate, Sonny. - Yes.

- Welcome to Singapore. - Thank you.

- Do you like to stay in Singapore? - Oh, they love it. Don't you fellas?

- Ah, yes. Fascinating. - You're English?

- Yes, I am. - Oh! I'm very interested in Englishmen.

Oh, really? How very charming. You're, um, you, you're Chinese?

- Yes. I'm Chinese. - Were you born here in Singapore, or?

Yeah, I'm born in Singapore, live in Singapore, die in Singapore.

Bridgit, honey? A friend of mine from the U.S. thinks you're very beautiful.

- Oh? Maybe American? - Yes.

- Oh! I'm very interested in American men. - Isn't it getting kind of late?

- Well let the lady have her hot chocolate. - It's all right, Jack.

Your friend is impatient. That's very fresh.

- We have an angel here. - Why don't you get a taxi?

- Hello. How are you? You wanna buy? - Make an I.V. - Oh, okay, honey. I'll do that.

- Oh... no, thank you. - Sonny, forget the beer

- What do I owe you? - For the beers.

- 20 dollars? - Yes. - No beer, 20 dollars.

What if you gave us the beer? What a holocaust.

- All right. I'll see you soon, sweetheart. - See you fast back. Very sexy guy.

- Jack. I never see you anymore. - Elain, Elain, Elain.

- Women here are all so attractive. - They're all guys.

Oh.

- Looks like it's a nice neighborhood. Do you live here? - You kiddin' me? Where else?

- Shh! Hush. Quietly, please. - Yeah, boys. Keep it down, huh?

- Jack! - Shh...

- What a charming house. - Right up the stairs, gentlemen.

Those operations must be very expensive.

- Oh, yes. It's very expensive. - I heard she saved up for eight years.

- Where is it you went, honey? - Hamburg.

- Where'd you go, Lily? - Copenhagen.

- Where? ...Oh. - Copenhagen.

Goldfinger!

He's the man,

the man with the Midas touch.

A spider's touch!

Such a cold finger!

Beckons you to enter

his web of sin.

But don't go in!

Golden words, he will pour in your ear,

But his lies can't disguise what

you fear!

For a golden girl

knows when he's kissed her,

it's the kiss of death

from Mr. Goldfinger!

Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold

You better keep your eye on this.

Oh, Jeeze! This heart is cold!

Golden words he will pour in your ear,

but his lies can't disguise what you fear!

For a golden girl

knows when he's kissed her,

it's the kiss...

of death!

- Hello, Jack. - Mammy, Mammy, Mammy.

What is the matter? Don't you like a show?

- Look. Here. This is for you. - Do you want tea?

Got sumtin' stronger?

- Squash. - Scotch is good.

- You're lookin' beautiful! - Thank you.

This heart is cold!

He's loves only gold!

Only gold!

He loves gold!

Ah! Show over, William? He loves only gold!

Yes.

Yes, but our friend is um... Only gold!

...with them? - Yes,Stan found it all rather touching. He loves gold!

Like a couple of puppies, gambolling in the grass.

I'm not sure about the music.

Yeah? Well don't get too comfortable. They'll be down in five minutes.

- Five minutes? - �Jack!

- Yeah? - You want with soda?

- Nah, make it neat. - Your friend want a drink?

- Oh, no thanks. - Why is it so quiet tonight?

- The police making trouble our lease. - You're not payin' off?

- Every week. - So?

Politics.

One forget pay police...

...and another forget pay gangsters. No more money left.

Why don't you just bring 'em around, Mammy? You see what I do.

- Jack? - Oh... Triads?

Yeah. A lot of small time punks. Shaking people down and tryin' to scare them.

- Cold towel? - Oh, thank you.

- Thanks, sweetheart. - Cold towel?

Huh? N... no thank you.

- All set, pal? - Yes. Could we go now?

- Yeah, why not? Let us out, Mammy. - Yeah? Why you want to go, Jack?

- You got a date? - Yeah, that's right.

- Very nice to meet you. Goodnight. - Goodnight.

- I'll see you, Mammy. - Jack?

Yeah?

You be careful.

Fix up this fellow, that fellow, okay?

House...

Don't worry about me, sweetheart.

Here we are, mister. Hope you enjoy the rest of your cruise.

Thanks, Jack. If you're ever in Philadelphia, look me up. Name's Milton. George Milton.

No it's not, Stanley. And you're out of Baltimore. So long!

What ever brought to Singapore in the first place?

- Ever think of going back? Home, I mean? - Noq, William, it's a long way to Tipperary.

Hey, fellas!

Havin' a nice evening? We're goin' to Prince's now.

- That's not very friendly. - Competition never is so let's walk fast.

- Huh...? ...Oh! - Let's walk fast.

Right through here, William. Here we go!

- Did we get away? - Yeah.

All righty.

Okay.

Hang on, William! We're almost there.

All the way in.

Hey, boys! We're here now. Don't you wanna come in and have a drink?

It's too busy there.

Yeah. That's right.

- You all right, William? - What?

Oh. Yeah.

I'm proud of you, William. You gotta lot of speed.

- My legs are giving out. - Oh... sit down, William.

Please.

- Where the hell is Mr. Gunstone? - Always take a long time, put on socks.

- Yeah, I know. - Hey, Jack?

Come here, I've got a present for you.

I need a present.

- It better be good. - Monika?

- Monika, a nun, huh? - A nun?

Don't go away, honey.

- Well I'm gonna turn in. Don't mind me. - Oh, okay, William. You do that.

- Who's this goodlooking friend, Jack? - Very subtle, Judy.

He is!

My girl Friday, William. The most honest woman I ever met.

- Hi, Judy. - He's very cute. - Maybe two girls?

Ah, well... I promised my lady wife I'd give her a ring...

- Thankyou for a most entertaining evening. - A little jetlag, huh, William?

Oh just a bit. I'll be... as bright as a button in the morning. Oh, excuse me...

- Ah, Mr. Gunstone! Colonel, sir, how are ya? - How are you?

- Taxi? - Yes, please.

- Do you know what Thai-Lin is? - I sure have, Colonel.

- I brought something for you. - Eh?

I know you'll run a splendid place.

- And this... I hope that makes me a life member there. - It sure does, Colonel.

- Do you want a receipt or something for this? - No, don't bother.

- Coming my way? ...Coming my way, doll? - No, I'm staying, papa Bob. - No, thank you.

- How about you, Jack? - No, I have a date tonight.

- Anyone I know? - I don't even know her.

Oh! How splendid.

Taxi's here, Colonel.

- How's Mrs. Gunstone, Colonel? - Thank you, Jack. She's well and she sends best regards.

- Well you send her my best regards. - Where is that little car of yours?

Well, it's uh... I've sold it. It's always in the shop anyway, Colonel.

Always the way with those little French cars... all work, no play.

- Goodnight, Jack. And get a good deal. - Goodnight, Bob.

- You Italian? - Yeah. That's right.

- Italians. Good lovers, bad husbands. - Yeah?

- Yeah! - That's what my mother always said.

- Too many stairs! - That's right. It's a walk-up.

- God dammit sari! Hate sari! - Then why the hell do you wear 'em?

Men like. Stupid!

- Here. This way. - Jack. You want soup? Bacon sandwich?

No, Esther, not tonight. Just some coffee. What about you Monika? What're you drinking?

- You have tea? - No tea. Coffee only.

- I don't like coffee. - What kind of a girl don't like coffee?

- This kind of a girl don't like coffee. - How about a coke?

- Okay, coke. - Coke? Okay.

That's right. Play mahjong.

Play mahjong, Esther.

- Bali. - Uh huh.

- It's a Balinese devil. - So they say.

Hey!

Yeah.

You ever fuck her or you just steal her food?

I don't know why you put up with her.

- Beautiful. - Oh? You like it? Take it.

- No, no. - A'right. Then don't take it.

- Jack? Sandwich. - Here.

- Must eat, no? If you don't, you'll die. - All right, all right. Yeah, yeah, yeah...

- Coke. - Not too late with that mahjong, huh?

What are you doing? Give it here.

Must be a lotta material in that thing, huh?

- Too much. - Yeah?

Stupid. Men like.

Hold this.

Are you kidding me?

Now Basin Street...

Stupid.

...is the street...

Where the folks, they all meet in New Orleans... - Come here.

in their lives of dreams...

Yeah... way down in New Orleans,

It's a dream,

- Will you marry me? - Marry? Sweet old Basin Street!

Never mind.

Well, there you are, Mr. Hing. That's the end of it.

Checkin' in Hing and checkin' right out. Did a lot of good business for you today.

Hey, William. How you doin' with the Bobbsey Twins?

- They simply don't trust adding machines. - Ah, the hell with it! Finish up tomorrow.

Mr. Hing, I assure you, it is all in order.

Famous oriental politeness.

- Awesome, isn't it? - Has he spit yet?

- Uh, not for an hour. - Well he will in a minute.

Probably hock a loogie on your shoe.

- I'm very agile. - Yeah, I know.

Have you finished lot? Man before need three day.

- Christ! You finished already? - Yeah, they got me a seat on the 9 o'clock.

Yes, it is all done, Mr. Hing.

You tell Hong Kong everything okay here.

Oh, you don't want the man to lie, do you?

- Why do you stay on there? - Keep my.visa, I guess

I can't exactly go the immigration and say, 'occupation, running a wang house.'

-Now what about that top guy of yours in Hong Kong?

Oh, well actually he's um...

a cunt.

The 'call of the east', indeed! God. Still... it won't be much longer.

- Eh? - Yeah.

Margaret's been left a small Georgian house in the West Country.

Oh! That's nice.

Yes. It really is delightful. We'll be going there soon...

and it's got some very good trout fishing attached to it.

Whenever I get uptight about being stuck out here

I think of the fish rising in Gloucestershire.

And it makes me feel calm again, for some reason.

- I can hardly wait to put myself out to pasture. - Oh, you're not ready for that yet!

- How old are you? - Well, I'm 51.

Oh, me? I just want a yacht, ...big mansion...

...a... peacock or something in the garden, you know?

Walk around all day with a bowler hat, silk pajamas.

...play golf, smoke real Havanas.

And who knows?

I'll be a son-of-a-bitch!

Don't tell me they're raidin' Prince's now?

Excuse me, honey. Excuse me. Hi. What's goin' on?

Bob.

- Oh, Christ! - Move on, move on. You. Move on, now!

- Not a bad idea. Come on. - Pricks!

He was such an accomodating fellow. He... went out of his way...

Yeah, too accomodating. That's why they killed him. I'm gonna hang a sign on me,

'stay away'.

I should forget about that house of yours, Jack.

It doesn't strike me as a very popular idea amongst the Chinese community.

Do you want to check out?

Leave it, for a while, at least. Don't you think?

You're gonna miss your plane.

See you next year.

I hope.

Wearin' silk pajamas!

- Hey, Judy? Where's Jack? - Can I help you, sir?

- Nothing. I'm just looking for Jack. - Out serving. Can't I help you?

No, no. I've got to talk to Jack.

Now the Chinese, they go for Australian girls. You know, big bones?

The Germans usually go for Tamils.

The English, they don't give a damn as long as they're young and boyish.

- Isn't that right, Colonel? - Indubitably.

Now the Americans, they do a lot of huggin' up in taxis.

And when they go home they write letters. Girls are always after me to help 'em answer them.

How respectful!

- Say Jack, can I see you a moment? - Ah, sure.

Excuse me, will you Colonel? Pour some champagne will you, Gunner?

- What's the matter, fella? - Jack, I can't screw that girl.

- Now why is that, Floyd? - I never could screw girls with bullshit.

Bullshit this, bullshit that... Turns me right off for chrissakes.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Now wait right here, Floyd.

Wong May? You boys hungry? Get 'em sumtin' to eat, will you honey?

- See that guy back there? - Yes.

Well you're new at this and you don't speak English. - Groovy.

Jack? Telephone!

Night, sugar.

- Hey, Mr. Tan! How's business? - Business terrible, Jack.

- Yeah? Why's that? - My son is a Chinese idiot.

Yeah!

What?

Who?

Oh, yeah! I remember you, pal.

Well that's easy. You take a left past the old Methodist church. We're half a mile on your right.

Yeah. Okay.

Yusof. The guy at the end of the bar? He doesn't want a girl?

Just a drink. Hennessy XO.

Well, he has good taste. Take care of him, Nancy. He's unhappy.

- He makes me happy. - Goodnight, Jack.

Yeah! I'll see ya, pal!

Who's outside?

Okay, okay, Jack. I'm a dog. I'm here to bark.

- Bad! - No! It's good!

- Yeah... barely good. Too much garlic. - Juanita? Jack... just a little.

- Huh? What d'you think? - I like garlic.

- Do you want to eat, Jack? - No, too early, Esther.

You always argue. You must eat. If you don't eat, you'll die. You know?

Yeah. I know! I know, I know.

- Are you depressed about somethin', kid? - I have a boyfriend that can trouble me.

- Oh, you gotta new boyfriend! - Same boyfriend.

I thought you'd dropped that guy?

I had no time for him. He want all day as well all night.

- Why don't you give 'im a present? - Present?

Yeah!

Here.

Give 'im this. It glows in the dark.

- What kind of cigar? Cuban? - Yeah.

- Indonesian. Made of paper. - Well try one of these.

Ah! Thanks. Smoke it after dinner.

- Jack? - Yeah?

You know you those two?

Oh, yeah. I know 'em. Hi, Henry! They're okay, honey.

Good evening.

Good evening.

- Beautiful. Where's she from? - Ceylon.

- Ceylon? Yeah. They call it Sri Lanka now. - Yeah, I know.

Screwed up all the names. Zanz�bar, the Congo, Siam, Persia. All gone.

Millions of people were killed because of that fuckin' thing!

- Just a minute, huh? - Yeah. Sure.

What are you doin' wearing that for Crhist's sake?

- Answer me! - Take it easy, buster.

- Take it easy, yourself. What the hell d'you let her wear that for? - It's an old Buddhist symbol.

- What? - Stands for peace, love, and happiness.

- Oh... really? - Yeah, that's right. The prick didn't even invent that.

Honestly, Jacko. How can you expect me to pierce the valley of pleasure with all this noise going on?

- It upsets my concentration. - So sorry, Frogget. Aren't we, pal?

- Yeah... uh... sorry. - Buy him a drink, honey.

Oh, well... that's all very well you know Jacko... but this evening's...

been a long upward climb and now I've tumbled to the bottom.

- Henry! - And it's a long uphill climb! - You all right sweetheart. - No. You're hungry.

Where will it end, Jack? Where will it end?

- Crying again, Smitty? - He's not crying, Jacko. He is pissed.

Oh, keep it down! Can't ya, Frogget?

Keep it down? I've been trying all night to keep it up!

- Steady, dear! - How tall are you, Mr. Frogget?

Oh! About six foot four, my dear.

Oh! Tall enough to kiss an elephant's balls!

Judy, Judy!

Jack! How come I haven't heard about this place?

- How long you been open? - Couple of months. We're not in the Yellow Pages yet.

- Why the hell'd you close down that other'n? - Why the hell not?

- ...I hope... - Hey, Mac! - Jack? Telephone.

- Put it on hold. You leaving so soon? - Well, I... saw what I came to see.

- What was that? - You, Jack.

You got me all wrong, sweetheart.

I have somethin' for ya, I think you'll like. Ti che amo.

- Okay, pal. What, are you Italian? - The name's Schuman. Eddie Schuman.

Yeah.

William Leigh? Jesus Christ! Where the hell you calling from?

You're here?

Oh, it is, isn't it. I don't know where it went.

So, how ya doin'? Couldn't be better.

Look, why don't you hop in a cab and get over here.

Well you work too hard, William.

Okay. Okay, I'll pick you up around 5 o'clock?

Good.

Yusof, let me have a scotch, will ya?

What'd you do with that cigar?

Long enough for both of us.

- Hey, Jack, we're outta here. - See you soon, boys. Bye.

- Mr. Jack! Mr. Hing wanting you in a hurry lot. - Fuck him.

- "Fuck him"? - Just get Mr. Leigh out here.

- But Mr. Hing... - Hurry up. Will ya?

Yankee go home!

- Hey man! - Where you from?

- Buffalo. How about you red? - Houston.

- Memphis. - Wichita Falls.

- Two men from Texas. How do you stand 'em? - It ain't easy.

- Where you stationed? - Da Nang.

Ah... rough!

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Been there? - No, I'm a little too old. Korea.

No shit? My old man was in Korea. He got a couple of fingers blown off.

- Well how long you boys gonna be here? - Goin' to Bangkok tomorrow.

- R'N'R. - One whole week.

Well, you're gonna love it. You're gonna love it.

You gotta get yourself a Thai massage. D'you know what that is?

- What the hell's that, man? - Well that's where two women...

soap 'emselves up. One works the front, the other works the back. You're a sandwich.

- Don't let me hold you up, boys. Have fun! - See you later!

- See ya. - Yeah.

- Hi, Jack! - William!

- Sorry to keep you waiting. - Oh, don't worry about it. Hop in.

- Huh... wow! Any peacocks in the garden yet? - Well I'm workin' on it.

- How long are you staying this time? - Oh, I'm doing a rather leisurely audit...

- giving myself a night or two on the town. - That's the spirit!

You know, when I thought about that night in Singapore. I felt as though I must have dreamt it.

- You didn't get to play any squash. - Well, I'm... gone off squash a bit.

What's going on over there?

It's a vice raid.

Perhaps they're behind on their payments.

Hipocrites.

- How they hangin', Sahib? - Hanging very good.

Ah! Glad to hear it!

- Oh, how's your son? I haven't seen 'im? - Fine, Jack. Off to school.

- Good! - It's kind of hot!

- Hey, Katie! - Hello, Jack.

William Leigh, Katie Horner.

- Hello. - How do you do?

- What are you doing at the Raffles, Jack? Slumming? - Haha. You're lookin' good.

Don't sound so surpised.

Uh... uh... cigarettes. I'll go get them.

How are the kids?

Oh, they're fine. They still ask about you.

- Yeah? No kiddin'! - It's been two years.

- That long? - That long.

Huh.

Well... I started feelin' kinda funny about it again.

- Funny? - Yeah.

Thought to myself, this is gettin' to be too regular.

Like being married.

- You know how I feel about that. - Yes...

- It ruins your sense of humor. - It ruins your sense of humor. Right.

- I should of called you, Katie. - Yes. You should of.

Come on, William.

- You should feel right at home here. - What? Oh, really?

Dear departed days of Empire?

- Two Singapore Slings. - And a glass of water.

- And a glass of water. - Hey, Jacko!

- Yatesey! - Yeah... pull up a pew!

- We're celebrating our 23rd. - Oh yeah? Well... happy day!

Four slings! Sit down, William. Mrs. Yates, you're lookin' more beautiful than ever.

- Thank you, John. You always exaggerate. - Haven't we met?

- Oh! William Leigh. - L-E-I-G-H.

Oh, yes!

- John? - Yeah?

Did you know, Henry and I first met here?

- No kiddin'! Well, I'll be... - At the Palm Court.

Yeah, I was standing on that piano at the time I believe. And I was as drunk as a lord!

- But he was so dashing in his uniform! - Oh! I'll bet he was.

- What were you stationed, in the...? - Royal Navy.

- Oh, of course! - Now...

the Royal Malaysian Navy. They're wearing our uniforms.

Oh, are they? Are they?

Come the three corners of the world in arms and we shall schop them.

- Spicey! - Henry is very well-read. - I know he is.

Isn't this where Kipling... Maugham and all those writer fellows used to hang out?

Oh, yeah. That's right.

Mrs. Yates, I ever tell you about my days as a writer?

- I don't believe so, John. - No? Well...

I was knockin' around the world, ya know? And then one day, uh...

in Manila, I think. I was down on my luck and broke. Went to see about this job...

on a ship and the skipper asked me what I did. I said, I'd do anything but I'm really a writer.

He said, 'oh, you write do you?' I said, yes, sir!

He said, 'well pick up that pad and pencil'. So I pick up the pad and pencil and he says, 'write'.

I said, shoot. He said: Carrots - 400 pounds, flour - 80 pounds.

Ah! Here we go! William, you ever taste a Singapore Sling?

I'll be right back. Excuse me.

- Did I say something wrong? - No.

Oh, he forgot his pills.

- C'est pas tr�s bien. C'est une peu - Yes. J'ai � tu poursuivre.

William?

- You forgot your pills. - Oh! Okay.

No, the heat must have brought it on.

What is it, your ticker?

- A bit wonky. - Then why don't a call you a doctor?

- No, really... I think I... - Well, look then, why don't I...

- I better just lie down. - Okay. Let me give you a hand.

- It's so embarrassing! - What's so embarrasing?

Why didn't you tell me you didn't feel good?

- Look... let me just take a taxi. I'll be all right. - What are you talkin' about!

Mr. William Leigh, Hong Kong. One night. Give me the key, fast.

- Registry, sir? - What? The man doesn't feel well. Come on.

- Look... please, Jack, let me... - Oh, forget about it. It's tax deductible.

Room 10.

This is... quite unneccessary.

Ah... here we go.

This is so silly...

Well, we'll get you in some nice airconditioning.

No, I'm terribly sorry.

Will you quit apologizing? The fuckin' English national pastime.

- It's all we've got left. - Uh huh.

- All right. Which way? - This way.

Come on, William.

Okay!

Ah! This is very grand.

Oh, that lovely chill! Thanks.

- Who can bring the baggae, sir? - No, no bags.

- What are you smilin' at? - Nothing, sir.

Here. Get the hell outta here.

- He thinks we're a couple of boys in heat! - Oh, shit! Very bad for your reputation!

Yeah!

- Nothing else I can bring you? - No, thanks. I'm, I'm feeling much better now.

- I just need to cool my 'ticker', as you call it. - Okay, William.

Get Evelyn. I'll visit your place tomorrow.

Any time! Any time. You try to get some sleep. And you call me if you need anything.

Oh, I will if you will.

You've been very kind.

Shut up and sleep.

Come in.

- Good morning dawn. Beautiful day is. - Yeah, that's right.

- Mr. Leigh called you from his office. - Yeah?

He said, "ticker fine, thank you very much" and I said you would call him back.

Okay. That's good.

- Aw... give me a little more bitters. - Good day.

I got my eye on you.

So watch your step.

Want some tea, kiddo?

No tea. No way.

- Rosie! - Huh?

- Don't you know any other songs, for chrissakes? - Of course! No sweat!

Come on! Sing! Sing!

Sleep a little longer, honey. It's still early.

Okay.

No sweat!

Yusof? Yusof! Come here.

Get the girls inside. And nobody comes downstairs. I mean nobody.

Okay.

Jimmy? Jimmy! You and Esther in the kitchen.

And stay there.

We're closed, fellas. Why don't you come back after seven?

You care to buy some interesting book, Mr. Flowers?

What are you sellin'?

Special massage, sexual material, Swedish.

Swell.

Anything else I can do for you boys?

It was difficult. Care to buy them, Mr. Flowers?

- I'll take a dozen. How much? - For you? Cheap.

We have a much fresher in the car. Could you care to choose?

You choose 'em.

Oh, Mr. Flowers! Everybody has their own preferences sex.

I like this. Maybe you don't like.

All right, boys, let's get it over with before I drop kick this little cocksucker down the hill.

- Honey, get outta here. - No! They will kill you, Jack!

No, no, no... they're trying to scare me. Get inside. Esther, take her inside!

- No! They'll kill you. - Get her outta here!

I think you should choose your book, Mr. Flowers.

Looks that way.

- I'm a dog, only here to bark. - Get yourself a drink, buddy. See ya later.

Jimmy?

Where are the girls? Are they all right?

I fell asleep. Gangsters come back.

Take everything. Destroy everything.

- Yeah. You have a drink? - You get.

- They hurt you bad, Jack? - Aw... they just wrote all over me, that's all.

- Do you want something to eat? - No, no.

- Jesus Christ, Jack! - Read me what it says, Jimmy.

Go ahead.

Just read the words to me.

- I am poisoned and dead. - Uh huh.

- Remove this, you die. - Yeah, right.

Rape good face.

Whore's boy. - What?

Whore's boy. Like son of prostitute.

Curse of dogshit.

Jimmy, you stay out of sight. You haven't seen me.

A healthy lot for the wait?

Five dollars! Five dollars.

Uh, yes. I know. But will you wait?

- Five dollars! - Oh, all right!

But will you wait? You see, I just want to see if he's here.

Better wait one month... then come back.

No. Let's go, Harry. Let's get this show on the road, huh?

Will hurt.

Maybe you should wait 'til it heals.

- Don't you have a plane to catch? - No... don't worry.

Oh, don't worry about it, Harry. You just uh...

You just, uh, do a little bit, because I wanna see the qualty of your work.

- Quality depend on money. - Money's no object, Harry. You know that.

What the hell is the difference? I'm broke anyway.

Quite!

So what's the choice, Harry? What do we got here?

- What do you like? - Well what do you got?

Yeah?

- Well? What do you think? - Oh my god! No... I mean...

...it's not like choosing a tie, is it?

Uh... I'll tell you what, Harry.

- Give me the flowers. Over there. - Can do.

Everything flowers..

A good idea. You know... vines, leaves, calciolaries.

- I'm gonna miss you, William. - Ha! Thank you.

- You know how Singapore got its name, William? - Uh huh?

Well, uh, there was nothin' but jungle, ya know.

Yeah.

Nobody ever crossed over. Then one day, this, uh, Hindu prince...

... he rows over with a big bunch of people. A huntin' party, you know?

They're gonna shoot some deer... bows and arrows, all that...

...and, uh... they traipse around a while.

...and, wait a minute! What do they spot?

What?

A tiger.

And then they spot another tiger.

And then some more tigers. They're up to their asses in tigers.

So, they run. They run like hell, yeah?

They hop back in their boats, they row away, and the prince says:

"Boy! That place in sumtin'!

"I'm gonna name it!

I'm gonna call it...

"...Singapura. Lion city."

Lyin' city!

Oh, I thought you said they were tigers.

Well, that's right. That's right. That's the point of the story, William.

The dummy couldn't tell a tiger from the lyin'.

- That's very funny. - So what can you expect...?

- A place that got started like that? Eh? - Quite.

Hey, uh... uh... Harry? How long is this gonna take?

All night.

Yeah. Well, you'd better get outta here. You've got a plane to catch.

I think I'll... ...wait.

Get the fuck outta here.

All right.

Oh! I can't shake hands.

- See you next year. - Yeah!

Sure.

See you next year.

Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry.

Uh... you do this for a living?

Thanks, Harry. I'll see ya.

- You stay whole, Jack. - Yeah.

- Mr. Flowers? - Yeah?

Mr. Schuman asked me to pick you up. He would like you to have lunch with him.

- Is it air-conditioned? - Yes, sir.

Okay then.

How are you kid?

21, sir.

Seen any action?

No, sir. I just drive for Mr. Schuman, sir.

Oh. Where you been lately?

Mr. Schuman asked me to give you a box of his cigars.

He said he knows you'll enjoy them.

Mr. Schuman?

- Jack. How are ya? ...Yeah? - Pretty good, Eddie.

- Mr. Schuman? Should I wait? - Why don't you go, uh, Marvin?

Jack? Have a seat, will ya? Sit down.

Henry? 2 youmes?

- How's it goin', honey? - My tea. - Hello, darling.

- Nice worker, Eddy. How'd you find me? - Top secret. Here! Have some of this.

- I'll have a beer. - Hello, Jack. - All right.

- Bobby! When did you get in? - Yesterday.

- Tonight, I'm going to come around. - You're too late, pal. They closed me down.

Oh, no!

- You're from Amsterdam? - Yeah.

- And you? - New Amsterdam.

- New York. - Yeah.

- Ever been to, uh, �msterdam, Jack? - Not yet.

Uh, they're very subtle over there. The, uh, the girls sit in shop windows.

- You know, with red lights burning. Right? - Yeah. - Yeah.

In case you missed the point.

- It's very tidy. - See you later. Shortly.

That's all right, Robby. You take care now.

Henry.

- You speak Chinese, too? - A little Cantonese.

- You speak Italian? ...Sure. - Yeah. Some.

Name's Giovanni Fiori. John Flowers.

- First generation. - Yeah. That's right!

Born in Buffalo, Nueva York. August 28th, 1931.

- No, eat that, Toni. That's very good. - I don't like with the head on.

- The head is the best part. - I don't like.

You fought in Korea.

Purple Heart.

Went to college on the G.I. Bill. Majored in English Lit.

- Why'd you quit writing? - I didn't now enough.

In '59 you left the states. Shipped out on a freighter, bound for Jakarta, And then?

What are you? In the CIA?

There was a General in the Civil War... who thought it'd be a very good idea...

...if his men had a little sexual activity to relieve them...

So, he went to Lincoln,

and he convinced him to send a bunch of girls up to the front.

Now, this General's name was Hooker.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah!

Well, the army's still in the cathouse business, Jack, but...

I guess you wouldn't be interested in that.

Have you heard the one about the guy with a rash on his arm?

He goes to a skin doctor. They try everything:

creams, ointments, injections. No go.

Finally he goes to a specialist in Copenhagen.

The doctor asks him: "What do you do for a living?" The guy says...

"I work in the circus. I give enemas to elephants."

The thing is...

to give an enema to an elephant, you have to shove your arm up its ass.

The doctor says, "That's it!"

"You give up your job, I guarantee you the rash will go away."

The guy says, "What? And give up show business?"

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee.

We don't take our trips on LSD.

We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street.

We like livin' right... ...bein' free!

Bus. Come. Bus. Bus. We don't make parties out of blow.

We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo.

We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy, - Hi boys! Come and sit here.

If you don't get him. He's gonna go. The bus is here.

The way gays out in San Francisco do.

Wanna get off? Come on.

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee

Dropped my hat.

A place where even squares can have a ball - Go right there. Right there. - All right.

- Come on boys. Come on. Help me break it up. We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,

Come on. Break it up! Take it out on the bus!

- Follow, Johnny. Come on. Oh, please! Please! And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

Judy, honey. Get me a drink, will ya? Come here, handsome!

- Where's Jimmy? - In the kitchen.

- You tell Hing no more Australian beef. - No Australian! Prime U.S.!

Prime, your ass! It's probably not even Australian. Probably Malaysian.

- No cow in Malaysia. - What? - No cows in Malaysian.

Yeah! That's right!

Jimmy, come here.

- What want to know, Jack? - You sellin' smack to these kids?

- Smack? ...No. No, Jack. - Heroine.

I catch you sellin' heroine and you're out on your ass. - No, no.

- ...You're old-fashioned, Jack. - I don't know what I am.

But one more time and I'm gonna kill ya.

Give me a minute. I'll think of it.

Christ! I can see his god damned face.

- What, d'you got the day off? - You wake up a wrong bed one?

Yeah. I know. How's it goin' kid?

- He's in love. - Fuck off, man.

Wait a minute. You mean Dog-trap.

No, not Dog-trap. That big guy who was the one who hurt Filepeli.

- Yeah, I know the guy you mean. - What the hell's that fucker's name?

- He got a club in Bangkok. - That's the one.

- Blonde. He got killed, didn't he? - Fuck yeah! Took a fuckin'...

mortar in the back of head. What was his name?

That was that guy Lonestar.

You're fuckin' with us now, man. Lonestar?

Fuckin' Lonestar's in a hospital in Tokyo gettin' blown.

- Who the fuck cares who the fuck it was? - Hey, Flowers? What asshole tucked in...

- ... all them tattoos? - Well, I'll tell you the truth, fellas.

I had this long phonecall once...

...started doodlin', ran outa paper...

Hey, Alan!

Hey? You got a joint?

Aw, come on! Gimme a joint.

I'll go get the stuff. Want some of that?

- You little fucker! - Pretty good one, huh?

She took a really long time.

Just... just calm down!

Just sit over there honey!

All right, Rosie, honey. It's all right, sweetheart.

Let's get her inside and put some ice on it. Monika? Judy? Get her inside.

Come on, sweetheart.

It's all right, sweetheart. You'll be all right.

Put that ice on it, Judy.

All right, girls. Back to your rooms.

Let's go.

The party's over, guys.

...I was stoned.

'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday,

That makes the body feel alone.

And there's nothin' short of dyin',

That's half as lonesome as the sound,

of the sleepin'...

If we make it through December,

Everything's gonna be all right, I know.

Jeff!

- How about you, hon? - Not much... It's the coldest time of winter

Hi honey.

If we make it through December,

Tell the truth.

Somebody bit it off in a fit of passion. Got plans to be in a warmer town...

come summer time.

Well you can level with me. I won't tell anybody.

Maybe even California

No, huh?

Born that way? If we make it through December,

Huh? What the hell.

Them others, happy and full of love...

Hey, Flowers! Get your ass over here.

- Really! The Flowers. - Hey. I'm comin'.

- Who the hell you talkin' about. - I don't know what you're talkin' about.

- Do you know what they're talkin' about? - Hey? Hey you know that guy from Mississippi?

Oh, no! You know... that crazy motherfucker that...

rigged the grenade in the shithouse.

Oh, yeah! He's really crazy.

Old Miller went to go and take a piss and got the shit blown out of him!

Yeah. The Command tried to blame it on Charlie.

- That ain't nothin' new there, man. - Hey, pass that joint.

Cranky Jesse, Charlie diggin' up there to really blowin' shit up!

- We only have a toke. - No!

- The fuckin' Command is crazy anyway. - No shit.

The last tour I was on, we had goddamn orders not to shoot back goin' through villages.

- I mean, what the fuck? If you can't shoot... - Hey man? When you gonna pass that joint?

I've been waitin' all day.

- Mr. Flowers. - Yeah? - I've been rollin' 'em, man.

- Mr. Schuman is in your office. - Okay. - Why won't you pass it over? Shit!

- See you later, boys. - Where the hell're you goin'?

- Brass. - The brass, man.

- Come on, baby, have a toke. - No, no. I don't wanna start.

- That's not allowed in Singapore. - No, no! Not allowed in Singapore.

No shit, man.

- Hey, Eddie! - You can't win here.

- Jack? You eat! - No thanks.

- You must eat! You don't, you die, you know? - I know, I know.

- Those are for you. - No kiddin'? Thanks a lot.

There's a couple of bigwigs comin' through town tomorrow. - Yeah? So?

Well...

One of them swings the other way. Find me somethin', will ya?

- Jack? - Yeah?

Shirley said, piss off! She's going home.

I said, are you kidding me? She says she's going home anyway.

- Hello, Eddie. - Hello, gorgeous. - What's the matter with her?

- Who the hell knows with Shirley? - Eh! Let her go.

- Eh! Let her go. What about Hing? - Fuck 'im!

You fuck him!

You gonna dig me up a boy, Jack? Help out the army?

Old Mammy Lao, she handles boys.

- Okay. - She could handle this place, too.

We're in the slaughterhouse business, Eddie. ...We're the ones who fatten 'em up.

Yeah, I know.

Like the man said,

- "never touch shit, even with gloves on." - Yeah, that's right.

- Any spook can't get these in the States. - Yeah, I know.

Ever since Kennedy and Castro, you can't get a good cigar in America.

You assholes! Ricepickers!

Yeah! Everybody's dead!

The war's over, man. Everybody's goin' home.

You hope!

No more boys, tuan?

Looks that way.

Mister Jack!

- Hey... the Gope! - Mister Jack!

- No see you the long time. - Yeah, I know.

- How's our friend Hing? - Fuck him.

Want some medicine, Mr. Jack? - Yeah! Medicine is good. You got some stashed away?

Yeah! Just a second.

Oh. Shit for this!

Somebody played on the desk! They take my gloves.

- How's it going, smiley? - Go good.

- Alamo get shit kicked by Vietcong. - Yeah, that's right.

No more money, Uncle Sam. Better you go home.

- I'm thinkin' about. - Go home where buffalo roam.

Yeah, I'm gonna miss you, smiley.

Beep.

- William! ...William. - Hello, Jack.

What are you doing, Hing? The man looks exhausted. Let him out of his cell, will ya?

- We'll have to finish tomorrow, Mr. Hing. - Okay, okay. You're the top.

- Nothing ever changes, huh, William? - No, nothing ever does.

Thanks, Gopi. See you around.

Do you what day it is?

Wait here a minute, will you, William?

Let me have drink, Tommy.

Came out good, huh?

You've got legs too.

Yeah, that's right. How would you like one of them up your ass?

- Hello, Wally! - Hello, Jack!

- Lynching party hasn't arrived yet, I see.. - Too early

- A scotch and what the hell do you drink? - Plymouth Pink! - Huh? Yeah... sure.

- What are you gonna do, Jack? - Oh, I dunno. Sumtin'.

Sumtin' will turn up.

We'll be going back... soon, anyway. Margaret's getting a bit restless.

What are you gonna do? You gonna retire?

Grow roses? Huh?

Yeah, maybe that Schuman fellow could put you in touch with...

...some real money and... you can go home.

Yeah, well... maybe.

You've seen what can happen out here. These old Anglos...

drifting from day to day... no job, no visas...

Even the coolies live better.

I'll be all right, William.

Scotch! Plymouth Pink!

Just when I want to quit.

Come on, baby parasite!

Hello, hello, hello!

- Hey, Jacko! - Froggy.

Hello, Jacko.

- Funny about your recent fiasco, Jack. - Hardly surprising, though.

They didn't tell you who you were "gaying", did they, Jacko?

No. They're his fellow countrymen, ya silly sod!

Typical American fiasco. Don't you think so, Leigh?

Absolutely! Basically a nation of amateur ponces.

From their President down... ...all the way down to Jacko.

Trying to run the world like a bloody bordello.

And making such a balls of it.

Any comments, Mr. Leigh? Any questions?

I'll be right back.

You all right, William?

Oh yeah.

It's next to the fool. You can't miss it.

Oh, yes. I know. Thank you.

I never ordered beer, Wallo. These gentlemen may drink beer,

but you know perfectly well that I never drink beer on a Wednesday.

Nice and warm, is it, Wallo?

- On Wednesdays, I always drink a Frogget. - Froggy?

- Frogget - Froggy?

I'll tell you what a Frogget is. It's a large gin, kiss of lime, ton of ice,

- ...big glass, soda. - Gin!

Now, Wally, listen. It's perfectly simple if you'll concentrate!

Large gin, kiss of lime, ton of ice, big glass, soda!

Gin Tonic!

Well... apparently that's all I'm going to get. It's not like this back home, is it, Smell?

- What you forget is this used to be home. - Yeah! What happened to all that?

- We gave it all back to them. - And were they grateful?

- No! - No! You weren't grateful, were you, Wally?

This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle,

this earth of majesty. this seat of Mars!

This blessed part, this earth, this England, this other Eden,

this demi-fucking-paradise!

What is it, William?

Is it your heart?

Have you even been gettin' better? It's cooler inside.

Can you hear me, William?

Want me to call a doctor?

He's sick?

Wally, will you turn that thing off for chrissake? Call a doctor.

Get me some help!

Hurry up!

Wait, wait... Wait a minute... wait a minute now! You just lean on me, huh?

Lean on me.

Lean on me.

You're gonna be all right.

Are you all right, mate?

Okay. Step down, William. Yeah, that's right.

- You'll be all right, sport. Here we go. - Does he want his drink?

Easy, Jacko.

- All right? Okay. - Here we are.

- That's right. - Help!

Easy, Jacky!

Oh, settle me down on the couch.

All right.

He'll be all right in this place.

- What's the matter, Jacko? - Is he all right?

Grab his legs.

Grab his legs!

William?

Come on, William.

Come on, William.

Come on, William!

He's gone, Jacko.

What time's the funeral?

Cloak and dagger, Eddie? Why couldn't ya talk to me on the phone?

There's a guy goin' to Saigon next week...

to check out the withdrawal.

A politician. A family man, a couple of kids, Democrat.

Yeah? So?

Well...

Some people think he's... too opinionated.

And they'd like something to put him in his place. - Like what?

Pictures, tapes, whatever....

For a minute there, I thought you were gonna ask me to kill 'im.

- You're not that desperate, are you? - Bah!

Some people, when they're desperate, they think about suicide.

Me, I'm different. I think about murder.

- The whole island used to be like this, you know that? - Uh huh.

- Ten degrees cooler, too. - Uh huh!

- So what d'you say? - Who names the price?

Go ahead.

This stinks, Eddie. You know that.

Expenses now, 25,000...

...on delivery.

I could use a drink.

A good piece of change, Jack, twenty-five grand.

You'd get a chance to go home.

Beautiful day, Jack.

- The gods are happy to see your friend. - They are, huh?

Sunshine... very good.

You're very lucky, too!

You got a new job, no?

Make some bread, huh?

Yeah, that's right.

And did those feet, in ancient time,

Walk upon England's mountains green?

And was the holy lamb of God,

On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine,

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was Jerusalem builded here?

Among those dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of Burning Gold,

Bring me my Arrows of Desire,

Bring me my Spear! O clouds Unfold!

I hope it doesn't rain.

It won't rain for an hour or so.

What about the... remains, Jack?

- I'll handle it. - Your Hing has buggered off.

I'll handle it.

Let's go for a drink.

The day is a dead loss anyway. No point in going to work now.

Can't somebody stop those bastards?

You guys go ahead. I'll see you later.

Noise to amaze the gods! It's very lucky to make noise.

Also to make devils piss off!

Yes, Mr. Han. Four persons? Yes? Review the table...

- Is there anything can I help you, sir? - It's all right. Just lookin' for a friend.

Certainly.

- You like sir to have more? - Yeah, let me have a scotch.

- Make it a double, will you? - Yes, sir.

You know what I find so luxurious about Singapore? It's exotic atmosphere,

...exotic name, and yet everyone speaks English.

It's rather like having a cake and eating it, too.

All the mysteries of the East, all the comforts of the West.

Hey, no wonder we can't get you outta here.

Yes, Senator. But it's so boring. I prefer Par�s.

Why yes, Nina, you in Par�s...

Nina always wants to be someplace else. Don't we all, Jim?

Mmm...

Yes... . But tonight, Eddie.

You're sweet. You know that?

U.S. matters. Thank you for coming. Enjoy this evening.

- Thank you, Harry. - Terrific! - We'll recommend it. I enjoyed it.

So you's from Singapore, Nina?

Yes. I'm from Singapore and my parents from Singapore, too.

All my grandparents weren't from Singapore...

-So where are your grandparents from? - They're from Arabia.

Oh, really? That's interesting.

A little mini-United Nation all to yourself.

Well, thanks for a most entertaining evening, Eddie...

...though I must say, it had very little to do with you.

Oh, Senator, I think we have to thank Eddie for bringing us together.

Excuse me.

- I'll see you at 8 in the morning, Jim. - Fine, Eddie.

- Goodnight, Nina. - Goodnight, Senator.

Watch your step.

Excuse me, sir. You want a nice girl tonight?

No thankyou.

Give me your room number. I'll send her up to your room.

I said, no thankyou.

Hey, mister! You want to have a nice time?

Thankyou. I'm just out for a walk.

When you have nice time, come.

- How ya doin'? - Fine, thanks.

- It's very warm in Singapore, isn't it? - Yeah. Pretty warm.

- Would you like to take a walk? - Sure. Why not?

What's your name?

Tony. What's yours?

Frank.

What do you do in your spare time?

- What do you mean? - Fucking time.

- Fucking? - Time.

- Where's a safe hotel? - Down there.

All right?

I think I can go in... uh...

I'll get us a key. Why don't you wait here and I'll go right in?

- I'll let you out by the window. - Fine.

Excuse me. Where can I get. ???

Right here.

- Thanks a lot! - You're welcome.

In room 1153.

- Give me five minutes, all right? - Okay.

What's your name, kid?

- Tony. But I'm busy. - Yeah, I know.

What's the room number?

What are you? Police?

Here.

That's 250. Carrot.

All right. Now give it back.

What's the room number?

1153.

Another 250.

Leave the door open.

Don't worry. Nobody's gonna get hurt.

Go ahead. He's waiting for you.

I didn't like him. The little prick!

Well you shouldn't have been looking at him. Not like that!

- Who is it? - Oh?

Come on in.

- Tuan? - Out here, pal.

Morning, Monika.

Pictures ready, tuan.

- Cousin make prints. They came out good. - Thanks, pal.

- You leave Singapore, tuan? - I guess so.

- It's too much, tuan. - It's nothing Yusof. It's money.

May the gods be with you, tuan. Gods be with you, tuan.

Yeah... you, too.

Operator.

- Uh, honey, would you get me Hong Kong again? - Number, please?

- 388-471 - Thank you.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Hello. - Mrs. Leigh?

Yes.

- Mrs. William Leigh? - Yes, that's me.

I'm Jack Flowers. I'm callin' from Singapore. Hope I didn't wake you?

- No. That's all right. - Oh. That's good.

- What's the reason you're calling? - Well, I've been trying to call but no answer.

- Well, I've been phoning, too. - Yeah. I can understand that.

Did everything go well, Mr. Flowers?

- I heard there were problems... - Oh, the funeral? It went okay, ma'am.

- Oh, good. I mean he was a simple man and quiet. - Yeah. Just like that.

- And who are you, Mr. Flowers? - Me? I work for Hing.

- I see. Did you know William? - Yeah, I knew him. A little bit.

I have his ashes here. I thought I'd drop by Hong Kong.

- Oh, that's far too much trouble, isn't it? - No. It's right on my way.

- No, no. Really. - It's no trouble.

- I'd prefer you just post them. - Are you sure?

Yes. But thank you very much...

- Oh, don't mention it Mrs. Leigh. - I'd rather not see you all...

Okay.

- Look... I must leave... - Good night, Mrs. Leigh.

Good bye.

You goin' somewhere?

Sri Lanka, Colombo.

Home.

You go to America? Bye-bye.

I go to Ceylon.

So long, pal.

- What are you sore about? - Who said I'm sore? I'm happy.

Now I got some money. I buy myself a rich boy.

In Singapore, men buy the woman. In Ceylon, the women buy the man.

- It's better in Ceylon. - So long, kid.

So long, kid! Tough guy.

I'll look for you in Ceyon.

Yeah, sure.

Stupid.

- I wanna send this registered. - Any insurance?

- Yeah, I guess so. - Value?

- What's your top? - A thousand dollars.

Yeah, so how much?

Five dollars. Postage of $6.80. That's $11.80.

Insurance name?

Mrs. William Leigh. The name is right here. Address, too.

- Contents? - Just personal things.

Fragile?

Hey, Eddy!

Fuck it!

Anything I should do, sir?

Let's get outta here.

Hey Charlie. How's it goin'?

Back again, huh? How's business?

Good.

I ain't gonna give none to nobody ...none of my jellyroll.

How ya doin' kids? Hey! I won't give you any.

How're you doin' there, sonny? Huh? I'll not give to save your soul.

...As mama said today,

a' when she went away,

If I'd be a good boy, she'd bring me toys.

Bless my mama! I'm her pride and joy!

There ain't no use... you just love hanging out,

Now, I like you, but I hate to turn you down, yeah...

Now, my jellyroll is sweet.

They say it can't be beat.

I know you want it, but you can't have it.

'Cause I ain't gonna give you none.

Nigger, it is good!

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