All language subtitles for The.Mysterious.Dr.Fu.Manchu.1929.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG_4_English

(Dramatic music)

(Smoke hissing)

(Guns firing)

- Thank heavens you've come, li po.

Lia is here already.

Don't be afraid, little one.

You're old enough to understand daddy.

You're in great danger here

and I am sending you to
the great Dr. Fu manchu

because he's our friend and very powerful.

- No, no, daddy!

I'm frightened!

- Oh, don't be afraid, little one.

No one will harm you in his house.

- My master say

you his friend, come too.

- No.

My place is here with my people.

We can't hold out very much longer.

But tell Dr. Fu that
no matter what happens,

I shall bless him for
saving my little girl.

(Loud blasts nearby)

(Guns firing)

(Tense music)

(Woman claps)

(Tense music)

- Go with wai yi, my son.

Honorable scholar husband,

may this inferior one speak?

What do you wish, my golden Jewel?

- Oh, honorable lord,

the crowds are growing dangerous.

- Do not fear, little flower.

They will not touch the house of fu.

Why, even the coolies in the street know

that I am dedicating my life to mankind.

Has li po returned with
Dr. Eltham's scion?

- Yes, exalted one.

But she's crazed with terror.

We cannot quiet her.

- Poor little bird.

Bring her here to me.

(Woman claps)

(Lia crying)

- Hush, little flower.

What?

(Lia crying)

Quiet, little flower.

Quiet.

Do not be concerned, fai lu.

Hypnotism is a very good
thing when used wisely.

The child will sleep.

- Master, the white devil
soldiers have come from the sea.

Their great fire sticks belch forth death.

There.

Keep watch at the gate and

bring me word of what happens.

- Master, I beg you,

awaken the child.

- You are quite right.

If anything should happen to me,

no one could waken her.

(Guns firing in distance)

Waken, little blossom.

Waken.

(Fu manchu laughs)

(Guns firing)

(People clamoring)

(People cheering)

(Marching music)

(People cheering)

(Marching music)

(Tense music)

(Guns firing)

Do not fear, little flower.

The white men are kind and generous

and they will not hurt our son,

nor harm the house of fu.

- Captain petrie!

- Well?

- The colonel thinks we've got them.

Observation reports snipers
on your right front.

(Guns firing)

- All right.

Tyler, see the house on the
right there with the garden?

500 yards, open sights,

two rounds gunfire.

- Yes, sir.

(Guns firing)

(Statue crashes)

- Mela!

Mela!

(Wood clattering)

(Tense music)

(Fu manchu weeping)

Mela!

(Tense music)

(Guns firing in distance)

Gods of my ancestors,

I have been blind!

These whites are barbarians.

Devils!

Fiends!

They have slain my lotus blossom.

They have slain my little son!

Blood of my blood!

(Guns firing nearby)

(Dramatic music)

Hear me, great gods of my rage!

Hear me!

I swear by this emblem of the house of fu

that I shall wipe out the stains

with the lives of the foreign devils,

father and sons to the third generation!

(Lia and fai lu crying)

(Lia screaming)

Oh, no!

(Lia crying)

This...

Shush, shush, shush, shush.

This child shall be the
means of my vengeance!

(Big Ben chiming)

Oh!

- Oh, I'm frightfully sorry.

Did I hurt you?

- I'll be all right in a moment.

- What is it?

- I'm afraid it's my ankle.

- Please don't be frightened.

I may be rather a clumsy brute,

but I am also a doctor.

Won't you let me see if
I can help you, please?

- I'm afraid it's rather a bad sprain.

I'll call a cab and take you home.

- Oh, please!

Don't leave me here alone.

- Did I frighten you so?

Oh, no.

It's the fog.

I'm afraid I don't know where I am.

I'm lost.

- Ah, well, now you're found.

Come, we'll find a cab together.

Oh, taxi!

(Taxi rumbling)

Drive to 624 park Lane, please.

(Taxi rumbling)

Where on earth were you going alone?

- That's just what I
was trying to remember.

Oh, I'm so confused.

I recall dimly looking for a certain house

in this neighborhood.

- In this neighborhood?

Well, possibly I could help you find it.

Was it on this street?

- I think so.

But still I'm not sure.

Oh, I'm all mixed up.

As though I'd been walking in my sleep.

Until I bumped into you and
then I seemed to wake up.

- That's strange.

Has that ever happened to you before?

- Yes.

Yes, several times.

Well, my guardian is a doctor

and he's done everything to cure me.

But it still goes on and on.

Oh, I wish I might stop it.

It frightens me so.

- There, there.

I'm sure something can be done about it.

- Oh, do you really think so?

- I know so.

(Traffic rumbling)

Oh, here's my house.

If you don't mind, I'll go
in and get my medicine case

before I take you home.

(Traffic rumbling)

- Wait.

Where are you going?

(Car horn honks)

- Taxi!

Taxi!

Here's to grandfather on his birthday.

He may be 80 today,

but he can still down
a bottle, kiss a girl,

and be up at daybreak for the hunt.

- It will be the same when I'm a hundred.

(All laugh)

J' for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j' and so say all of us j'

- to father.

- You're on my foot!

- I beg your pardon?

- You're on my foot, sir!

- Oh, so I am, sir.

I am frightfully sorry.

- Sylvester, you ought
to get some eyeglasses.

- Oh, I'd rather not, sir.

I have been told they make
me look slightly effeminate.

- Well, what is your errand?

- Oh, sir, most extraordinary, sir.

After typing your letters,

I felt rather faint.

So I rang for a cup of custard.

Well, just as I was spooning up the stuff,

I suddenly became aware of a
veiled lady hovering over me.

Well, of course, it's not polite to go on

spooning up custard with veiled
ladies hovering over you.

So I got up.

And she handed me this letter.

- Why, it's addressed to me.

- Yes, sir.

I stooped over to read the address.

When I looked up again, she was gone.

-Hmm.

Was she, er, tall or short?

- She had on a long, black cloak,

so she might have been tall.

Or else, er, a short
girl on stilts. (Laughs)

- You fool.

You fool.

She may have been the one

that you have been looking for, Jack.

- Not likely.

What did she bring you, grandfather?

- Well, let me see.

That's queer.

It's a Chinese dragon.

- Well, what's that red stain on it?

- Blessed if I know.

"Inspector nayland Smith, Scotland yard."

- Nayland Smith?

Why, I was up at Oxford with him.

Scotland yard?

Show him in.

- I say, I didn't know
that you knew him, dad.

Why, he's the greatest
criminologist alive.

- I place him now.

He specializes in murder mysteries.

- Exactly.

General petrie.

I'm sorry to intrude, gentlemen,

but I've something of the upmost
importance to communicate.

- Oh, certainly, inspector.

Come in, come in.

- Sir John petrie, I believe.

- Delighted to see you again, Smith.

My son, doctor petrie.

- How do you do?

- Delighted, inspector.

- And my secretary, Mr.
- Sylvester Wadsworth.

- Hiya.

- How do you do?

General, you will forgive me

if I come straight to the point.

I understand you saw service in China

during the boxer rebellion.

- Yes.

My son and I were at the
relief of the legations.

- In that case, I must warn you

that you are in the gravest danger.

(Wind howling)

- Oh, I say, that's strange.

I could have sworn that I locked
that window before dinner.

(Wind howling)

- That's queer.

Somebody's broken the glass
and unlocked the door.

Where'd you get that?

The dragon!

Turn out those lights!

Hurry, close these curtains.

Help me close them!

There, is everything closed?

- [Jack] Yes, everything's
quite closed, inspector.

- [Smith] Turn on the lights.

- [Jack] All right.

- [Smith] Turn on the lights.

Why doesn't somebody turn...

- [Sylvester] I am trying to,

but I can't find the confounded button!

- What is the meaning of all this?

- General, I came to warn
you of impending danger.

But I find it's already upon you.

- Oh, nonsense!

- Did you know a colonel
lasalle in the French army?

- Yes.

I met him at Peking.

Seems to me he died rather
suddenly some years ago.

- He did.

Very suddenly.

Did you know brigadier general Van hought?

- Yes.

That was the fellow who was
found dead in his garden.

- Both these men were in
the siege of the legations.

Both of them died under
mysterious circumstances.

In both cases, this
bloodstained dragon was received

just before death.

- I don't understand what you mean.

- I mean that for years somebody has been

systematically poisoning the officers

of the boxer rebellion.

First in Russia, then
Germany, then France.

And now this fiend has reached London

and Scotland yard has taken charge.

This dragon means that you're
marked for the next victim.

- Oh, nonsense!

Why, that's perfectly fantastic.

Oh, surely the inspector
cannot be serious.

- [Smith] Don't touch that!

Quickly, sir!

Don't breathe that stuff!

Don't breathe it!

(All coughing)

- [Sylvester] I'll open the window.

Here.

- [Sir John] Yes, and open the door.

(Wind howling)

- Clarkson are you there?

There's a man calling the garden wall.

After him!

Follow him!

How is he, doctor?

- Why, we're too late.

He's dead.

- If the rest of us had
got a full breath of that,

we should all be dead.

You see, gentlemen,

I am very serious.

- You have delivered the dragon?

- Even as you commanded, 0 master.

- Mm.

It is well.

Prepare her that I may
bring her out of her trance.

(Ship's horn blows)

You have done my bidding?

- Yes, master.

The englishman is dead.

Aye!

(Tense music)

Give me two more lives,
gods of my ancestors.

Only two more.

Let the accursed house of
petrie atone to the house of fu!

Please.

(Li po claps)

- Master, this contemptible one

was found by a police person.

- He waits in the street below.

(Ship's horn blowing)

- Quickly.

(Clarkson groaning)

- Have you completed
the examination, doctor?

- Yes.

His heart failed.

If I hadn't been here at the time,

I would have sworn natural death.

- That's true of all the dragon murders.

Obvious methods are never used.

The crime is covered up by
appearing to be natural death.

I tell you, petrie,

we are dealing with a
diabolical genius of a madman.

- But have you no suspicion who it is?

- A suspicion, yes, but not a certainty.

When we are certain,

we'll spring our trap.

Like that.

Until then, you must leave London.

- Are you asking me to run away?

- Exactly.

The general wouldn't heed my warning,

but you must.

You're a marked man.

(Telephone rings)

- Petrie residence?

Must talk to inspector Smith at once.

- Er, it's the chap you sent
after the man, inspector.

Yes?

Smith speaking.

- Clarkson reporting.

They got me.

I'm through.

Watch Singapore Charlie's.

- Clarkson!

Clarkson, where are you?

(Clarkson groans)

Good heavens.

Weymouth!

- [Weymouth] Here, inspector.

- Get my hat and coat.

- [Weymouth] Yes, sir.

- What's happened?

- Clarkson is dead.

Petrie, it's necessary
for me to go to limehouse

and follow a new clue.

And I must feel that you and your son

are safely out of London.

- Might I suggest your country place, sir?

We'll be perfectly safe at redmoat.

- Capital, capital.

I'll send a couple of my men to guard you.

- But look here, you know, Smith, I...

Oh, very well.

I'll go.

- [Smith] Goodbye, petrie.

- [Sir John] Goodbye.

- [Smith] Be careful.

Goodbye, doctor.

- Wait.

I'm going along with you, inspector.

Hm?

I must warn you, doctor,

you are taking your life in your hands.

They've got your grandfather.

They'll try to get your father.

They'll try to get you.

- I'm in on this thing to the finish.

- We may need a doctor
before we're through.

- Goodbye, father.

Sylvester, you'll keep an eye on sir John

while I'm gone.

- [Sylvester] Of course.

- And remember, petrie,

take no chances.

You will never be out of danger

until we find this murderer.

- Don't be alarmed, sir John.

I shall stay with you every minute.

If you'll only stay with me.

-Hmm.

(Ship's horn blowing)

- You men mix with the crowd
around Singapore Charlie's.

If you hear a shot, raid the place.

Got your revolver, petrie?

- Right here.

- Righto.

Come on, weymouth.

(Singing drunkenly)

J' for if I lived next door to you j'

(singing drunkenly)

(Ship's horn blowing)

(Out of tune music playing)

(Men chattering in different languages)

- [Man] Bet your lousy dough.

- [Man] Oh, you will, will you?

(Men chattering in different languages)

- Hey, Charlie.

Charlie, give us three beers.

One for me, one for
Eric, one for Carl, eh?

(Men chattering in different languages)

- Oh, if I could indeed.

J“ if we never looked behind us j“

j“ we'll never see the
strange things that we see j“

(men chattering in different languages)

- Close that door.

Looks like a blind alley.

(Men speaking foreign language)

- Quick, up here!

(Men speaking foreign language)

- Let's separate.

You go that way.

(Gentle music playing nearby)

- Shh!

Don't make a sound!

Put that down!

I say, I've seen you before.

Last night.

The fog!

Your ankle.

Why, you're the girl who disappeared.

- Yes.

And you're the doctor.

- [Jack] I say, I'm sorry, I
didn't mean to frighten you.

- So you're not a doctor after all.

You're a burglar.

And you wanted to come home
with me that night to steal.

- Oh, now, listen,

you must listen.

- Oh, well, put that thing down.

Now I'll listen.

- I'm not a burglar, really I'm not.

I was in the gambling room
below and there was trouble.

I got mixed up in and

they chased me up here.

- So you're not a burglar,

you're a gambler.

(Man speaking in foreign language)

Hush.

They're out there, they'll hear us.

- Well...

(Pounding at door)

(Man speaking in foreign language)

(Pounding at door)

- One minute.

(Man speaking in foreign language)

- What do you want?

(Woman and man speaking
in foreign language)

- Oh, there's no one here.

Come and look for yourself.

(Man speaking foreign language)

(Footsteps thumping away)

(Door thudding shut nearby)

- I say, that was wonderful of you.

You're saving my life.

- Perhaps.

I haven't quite made up my mind.

- I'd go at once if you wish.

- Oh, no, they might hurt you.

Oh, please, waitjust a little minute.

I'll show you a way that is safe.

- So you don't really think
I'm a burglar after all?

- No.

But you must tell me
what you're doing here.

- Well, I'm in trouble.

Well, I'm afraid I can't tell you

until you explain to me
why you're here yourself.

- Why, I live here.

- Here in limehouse?

- Yes.

I suppose that does seem
a little strange to you.

But it's quite simple, really.

You see, my guardian,

who took me when I was a very little girl,

is a high-class Chinese.

He lives here in limehouse

so that he may be near the
people he can help most,

his own people.

My guardian is Dr. Fu manchu.

- [Jack] Not Dr. Fu manchu the
expert on oriental diseases.

- [Lia] Yes.

- [Jack] Oh, why, I know all about him.

The whole world knows about him.

He's the best and kindest
man that ever lived.

- I'm in trouble and I believe
that Dr. Fu could help me.

- Oh, oh, I'm sure he could.

He's always very glad to help everyone.

- [Fu] May I be of assistance?

Uncle fu, I want you to know doctor...

- Uh, petrie, Jack petrie.

- Mm.

- Dr. Petrie.

My revered guardian, Dr. Fu manchu.

- I am indeed very glad to know you, sir.

- Your presence honors our house.

- Uncle fu, Dr. Petrie was just telling me

that he's in some sort of trouble

and I told him you'd be
awfully glad to help him.

- Nothing would delight me more

than to be of service to Dr. Petrie.

- [Jack] Why, I scarcely know
whether I should bother you.

- Oh, please.

Please tell him about it.

- Hush, little flower.

If the doctor feels he had
rather not trust me, why...

- Oh, no, of course not.

That is well.

Will you come into my study?

- Thank you again.

I'll say goodbye after
we've had our little talk.

(Door thuds shut)

Fai lu.

You've been listening.

- Mm-mm.

- Mm-mm?

(Fai lu laughs)

(Both laugh)

Oh, did you see the marvelous englishman?

- Mm-hmm, yes.

Oh, fai lu, I want my green dress

and my gold slippers

and those Pearl-drops for my ears.

- Mm-hmm.

- Now, run quickly.

Oh!

- You, uh...

You are in trouble, Dr. Petrie.

- Yes, I am.

Tonight, my grandfather,
general petrie, was killed.

Murdered.

No!

General petrie murdered?

- Scotland yard is on the case and,

well, an oriental was suspected.

A clue led to the gambling room below.

The suspect was chased
through these corridors and

I became confused.

That accounts for my
presence in your ward's room.

- Your news shocks me.

- Thank you for your sympathy, doctor.

Later, I may ask your assistance,

but right at the present moment,

I think I'd better be trying to find

my friend, nayland Smith.

- Wait.

It would not be safe for you to leave now.

If you will sit down, I
will send one of my servants

to find your friend.

Er, nayland Smith?

- Oh, yes, yes, that's it.

That's very good of you.

Thank you, doctor.

- Not at all.

(Bell chimes)

I am delighted to serve, Dr. Petrie.

There is a stranger lost in the corridor.

You are to give orders
that he is to be found

and brought here.

And in the meantime, bring tea.

Er, guest tea.

- With your knowledge
of limehouse, doctor,

you'll be invaluable to us.

- Yes. (Laughs)

My people are peculiar. (Laughs)

And, uh, only an oriental
understands them.

But I mean to act quickly,

before your Scotland
yard friends act rashly.

And I think I may safely
promise to bring you

face to face with the man who
murdered your grandfather.

- Thank you.

- An interesting relic.

From the tomb of genghis Khan.

Perhaps, er, you do not
know our Chinese ceremonials

of guest tea?

It is the drink we serve our friends

just before they, er, depart.

- Mm.

Smith!

- Another moment and
you'd have been poisoned!

- But this is Dr. Fu manchu.

Yes!

The insidious Dr. Fu manchu.

The murderer we're looking for.

- How do you know?

- Look there.

The original bloodstained dragon.

(Fu laughs)

- I congratulate you.

I did not think the honorable
inspector would search for me

in so obvious a place as limehouse.

- You forget, doctor,

I've learned your Chinese proverb.

If a wise man would hide from fools,

let him stay in his bed.

Being fools, they will credit him with

the most distant hiding places.

- Again, I congratulate you, inspector,

for having followed my
reasoning so perfectly.

- Oh, but Smith, surely
Dr. Fu manchu would never...

- I tell you, this maniac
has caused the death

of a score of men!

- 14, to be exact,

counting general petrie.

- You killed him?

No!

No!

Oh, they don't understand

because they don't know you.

Oh, can't you see?

Can't you see he's onlyjesting?

- Ijest?

First ask them if the white devils

who put the bloodstain there were jesting.

Ask them!

If not, I shall continue to kill

until the last stain is wiped out!

- Oh, no!

No!

Oh, I can't believe it.

- Can you believe, little fool,

that I hate your detestable white skin?

Oh!

- Up with your hands, doctor.

- Hm.

Forgive my anger.

Forgive me, too, for
having underestimated you.

To be caught by the great nayland Smith

is almost a compliment.

- At least I've never
underestimated you, doctor.

But now,

you've killed your last man.

- Not quite my last.

I am counting on Dr. Petrie and his father

to complete my work here.

You!

- Keep your gun on him.

Your wrists, doctor.

- One question first.

What would you do if I told you

that your esteemed friend
was no longer behind you?

(Smith laughs)

- Oh, I should say, "too
old a trick, doctor."

- [Jack] Help, Smith!

Help!

(Gun fires)

(Lia screams)

(Gun firing)

- [Fu] Sorry to disappoint you, Smith,

but perhaps we'll meet again.

I have many hiding places. (Laughs)

(Lia screams)

- Look!

(Gun fires)

- [Smith] Gone, too!

Trapdoor!

- We heard the shots, sir.

Have you got him?

- Yes.

That's a blind door.

Open it.

- Very good.

Give us a hand here, men.

- There, you're all right now.

- Oh, I'm frightened, terribly frightened!

- Now, now, don't tremble like that.

I won't let him hurt you.

- Take me away from here.

Say you'll take me away.

- Of course we'll take you away.

Of course we will.

- Nothing on the other side
within a few rooms, sir.

- I was afraid of that.

- Here, Jones, search this
place from top to bottom.

Barker, put in a dragnet
around the entire district.

- Smith, we can't leave
her here like this.

I want to take her away some place

where she'll be safe from that fiend.

- Why worry about her, sir?

She's one of fu manchu's gang.

- Oh, no, I, tell you!

I'm not!

- Of course she's not.

Can't you see she had
nothing to do with it?

- Don't worry.

No harm will come to her.

Weymouth.

- Yes, sir?

- I think we'll take her
with us to headquarters

and guard her until morning.

And then she can go with us to redmoat.

- Redmoat?

Isn't that where you sent sir John, sir?

- Exactly.

And the girl will fit nicely
into a little plan I've formed.

(Gong clangs gently)

-Hmm.

Here.

You will arrange this place
in accordance with my orders.

(Gong clangs gently)

Ah, li po.

Well?

- They have taken the infidel girl

and her clothing to redmoat.

Red moat?

- Shall thy worm follow and kill?

- No.

I am well pleased.

Better for them they had
a cobra in their midst

than that girl.

- Here, Mr. Smith, is the detailed report

on Dr. Fu manchu.

- I thank your excellency.

What a tragedy that such a brilliant man

should be criminally insane.

- We were shocked by the facts, Mr. Smith.

But his intelligence makes
his menace the greater

and we as Chinese officials
are only too anxious

that he should be brought to justice.

- I thank your excellency
for your cooperation.

- I hope that you will
count upon it at all times.

(Wind howling)

(Motorcar rumbling)

(Wind howling)

(Car door slams)

(Motorcar rumbling)

(Wind howling)

(Dog barking)

- Quiet, Phyllis.

Who named that unfortunate
dog Phyllis, anyway?

- I did.

- She looks rather like
an old aunt of mine.

- Well, what is she, a bloodhound?

- My aunt, a bloodhound?

- No, the dog!

Oh, the dog. (Laughs)

Oh, well, well, she is
a bloodhound in spots,

with a dash of newfoundland and whatnot.

(Car horn honking)

- All right, Simpson, I saw
the car from the window.

You can let them in.

- Yes, sir John.

- Is it all right?

- Yes.

(Wind howling)

- Oh, hello, Jack.

- Hello, father.

This is miss Lia.

- Oh, delighted to see you, miss Lia.

- It's very good of you
to let me come, sir John.

- Well, not at all.

- If you'll come with
me, I'll show you around.

- I say, Smith, isn't this a bit thick?

I thought you said on the phone

that this girl was mixed
up with that murderer.

- Exactly.

Petrie, you're willing to take a risk

in order to help me trap fu manchu?

- Well, you know I am.

- Very well.

I'm convinced that girl is
a creature of fu manchu's

and I mean to use her.

Now, this is my plan.

- Oh, I don't know what I
would have done without you.

- Have I made myself clear?

- Perfectly.

- And you'll leave the details to me.

- Mm.

With the utmost confidence.

- All right.

- I say, you're not leaving us, inspector?

- Yes, I'm off for London.

- Well, goodnight, Smith.

- [Smith] Goodnight.

- Goodbye.

(Door thuds shut)

I wish he hadn't gone.

(Phyllis barking)

(Wind howling)

(Phyllis barking)

Phyllis!

Desist!

- You might try and see if you can get

something cheerful on
the radio, Sylvester.

- Yes.

It'll be a comfort to be
in touch at least once more

with civilization.

- [Newsreader] Dr. Fu manchu,

the murderer wanted by Scotland yard,

is still at large.

Report has been received
that he has left London

and is headed for the coast.

(Phyllis barking)

Oh, what is the matter?

(Phyllis barks)

- There's nothing the matter.

Be quiet, Phyllis.

Are you quite sure we're safe here?

- I never was surer.

Why, the old boys who built this place

were used to standing sieges.

Why, the sea is on three sides

and the front, a 12 foot wall

with a gate that a cat
couldn't get through.

There are two Scotland yard
men on guard night and day.

So you see, my dear, we're as safe...

Well, we're as safe as
the bank of england.

Oh!

- I say, that's a good one.

Only one of father's masks.

It is rather a ghastly thing.

You see, my father makes a hobby

of collecting all sorts of weird things.

He's a bit of an antiquarian.

He has a book he's
writing about his travels.

- Oh, hello, father.

- Hm.

- I was just telling Lia about your book.

Well, it's nothing, really, miss Lia.

Just a rough sketch, you know, and, er...

And, er, a few photographs.

- [Lia] Oh!

- [Jack] The dragon!

-Hmm.

Evidently, I am to be honored next.

- Well, who could have put it there?

Oh, you don't mean...

You don't think that I did it.

- Of course not.

Well, someone must have slipped in

while we were upstairs.

(Knocking nearby)

- Sylvester!

What on earth are you doing here?

- I was trying to get something
cheerful on the radio,

when I...

(Knocking nearby)

Oh!

There's that horrid caterpillar again!

(Knocking nearby)

(Wind howling)

- It's your chauffer, sir.

- Why, what's happened?

- That broken tree across the road, sir,

when we drove down.

A great big chink was
hiding behind the hedge

with two others.

- You mean...

- Yes, sir.

They knocked me out, took my hat and coat,

and somebody else drove
you through the gates.

- Fu manchu is here.

In this house!

Oh, I know it!

I know it!

- [Sir John] Who turned out those lights?

(Lia screams)

- [Jack] Look out, father, look out!

Quick, somebody, strike a light!

Ah!

Are you all right?

- Yes, sir, I'm all right but look there.

- Good heavens!

- Missed me that time.

- Where?

Where's miss Lia?

Lia?

Lia?

Quick, everybody let's see,

we've got to scour and find her!

Lia!

- [Sir John] Miss Lia!

Lia!

(Clock chiming)

(Phyllis barking)

It's no use, father.

We've searched the place
from the cellar to the tower,

but we can't find her.

- And you never will.

I tell you, my boy, there's
no question about it.

The girl's in league with that chinaman.

- I believe she is, sir.

- Oh, you're wrong, the both of you.

All this fighting with shadows.

If I could only get my hands on him.

(Phyllis barking)

- Oh, Phyllis, stop!

- [Newsreader] Dr. Fu manchu,
the notorious murderer,

still at large.

Wanted by Scotland yard.

- Phyllis, do you think I'll ever live

to eat tomorrow's marmalade?

Oh!

- Well, if you will
stay with sir John, sir,

I'll join Wilkins at the gate.

- Right.

(Wind howling)

Let's have Simpson bring
us some coffee, father.

- Well, I'm sorry, son, but he's gone.

- Gone?

- After what happened in the hall,

the servants took the car
and simply cleared out.

- You don't mean to say
that we've only Sylvester

and those Scotland yard men left?

- Yes.

(Object thumps nearby)

(Wind howling)

- Sir John!

Wilkins has disappeared!

- What?

- It's true, he's gone.

I can't find him anywhere.

- Well...

I should say that called for a drink.

- You know, I don't
think you quite realize

how serious this is, sir.

- Hm?
- No, thank you.

- Jack?

- Yes, thank you.

- Oh, I'm no fool, Trent.

I know I'm next on that chinaman's list.

After all, I went through the boxer rising

and I've been through the great war

and I'm not going to
lose any sleep over this.

- Cheerio.

- Now, you fellows can sit
up as long as you like.

I'm going to have a nap now.

- Well, very good, sir.

You better stay here, though,

where Dr. Petrie can keep his eye on you.

I'm going to call Scotland yard.

Exchange?

(Clicking receiver)

Exchange?

(Clicking receiver)

Exchange!

- What's up?

- The wires have been cut.

- What?

(Loud crashing)

- Please!

Please!

Help!

- Well, what's that?

- Help, help!

Oh!

Oh, oh!

(Armor crashes)

(Sylvester moans)

Oh, oh...

- Oh, so it's you, is it?

- Is it?

Yes, I suppose it is.

All that's left of me.

- Well, what happened?

- Well, I was up on the landing

and I thought I heard someone.

So I tried to get behind the armor to hide

and as I backed into it, it sprang at me.

And I think I fell down the stairs.

Yes, I did.

- Well, er, try and keep
quiet, will you, Sylvester?

I am trying to get a nap.

- Say, just keep an eye on
your father, will you, sir?

I want to have another look around.

- Righto.

And as for you, Sylvester,

will you go somewhere and go to sleep?

Did you say "sleep?"

- Yes, sleep.

- All right.

Oh!

Oh!

- Father.

Father?

- [Newsreader] Dr. Fu manchu,
the notorious murderer,

still at large.

Wanted by Scotland yard.

(Gentle music)

Lia!

(Gentle music)

Smith, let me go!

Father!

Smith, where's my father?

- Oh, he's all right, Jack.

- I'm quite all right.

This was Smith's plan.

And it worked.

Trent's got the girl.

- [Trent] Come on, come on!

- Hold on.

She's been hypnotized

and doesn't know what she's doing.

Let her go.

- What?

- Let her go.

She may lead us to fu manchu.

Lia!

- Sir John.

You sit in that chair.

Trent.

Yes?

- Don't take your eyes
off him for a moment.

Dr. Jack, you come with me.

(Gun fires)

- It's all right, dear.

You're safe.

Quite safe.

- Oh, has something terrible happened?

- You don't remember that
you tried to kill my father?

- Oh, no!

No, it isn't true!

- Oh, listen, darling,

didn't you know that
fu manchu has the power

to make you do anything he wishes?

You mean without my knowing?

- Yes.

And he made me try to kill your father.

Oh!

Oh, no, don't touch me, you mustn't.

Oh, I must go away from here.

He might make me hurt you!

Oh, please, let me go...

- Now, listen, darling, listen.

He had that power over you,

but he never can have it again.

Because now that you know,

we can fight it together.

Oh, no.

I'm afraid.

Horribly afraid.

Oh, I feel weak when I think of him.

- I hope you never meet him again.

But if you do

and he tries to get you into his power,

I want you to fight against him.

You must.

Remember I love you

and fight him.

Oh, remember you love me.

And fight him.

Oh, I will, Dr. Jack.

I will.

(Thudding footsteps)

- He got away.

Is there any secret passage in this place?

- No.

Why, yes!

There's an old staircase leading down

from the tower room into
my father's library.

- [Smith] The library!

- Come, Lia!

- Trent! Trent!

Sir John!

- Father!

Father?

Father!

They must have taken
him down those stairs.

- I'll go.

See if you can do anything for Trent.

- Trent!

Trent!

Trent, what happened?

(Lia screams)

(Bodythuds)

- Oh!
- Father!

Father!

He's dead.

(Lia screams)

- [Lia] Oh, it's fu manchu!

[Fu] Lia!

- [Lia] Oh, no!

No!

(Tense music)

- A monument to your honorable father.

But for you is reserved a higher place.

Your debt means the
gliding of the last scale

and the completion of my work.

Oh, no!

No!

- You do not wish me to kill him?

Very well.

I shall not kill him, little flower.

You shall kill him yourself.

Oh, oh!

- Look at me, Lia.

Look!

You shall do as I say.

Do you hear me, Lia?

(Lia sighing)

- I hear you, master.

Lia!

Oh, Lia!

- You are my slave.

- I am your slave.

- [Jack] No, no, Lia!

- You are my slave.

- [Jack] Fight him, fight him!

- Oh, I am fighting.

I am fighting, Dr. Jack!

Ah!

Ah!

Oh!

Oh, you have no power over me!

I'm not afraid!

I congratulate you.

And you, too, doctor, for your
prodigious mental victory.

- You can't make me kill him!

- That is as you like, my child.

But as for your sweetheart,

I think he would rather die by your hand

than to suffer the death
of a thousand deaths.

Here is proof that I am prepared.

Come.

Come, look for yourself.

- [Lia] Oh!

- An especially prepared quicklime,

most advantageous when you do not wish

to leave a trace.

- You'll pay for this when Smith gets you.

And he will, too!

Don't ever doubt that.

He will!

- I humbly apologize.

I'm afraid my somewhat
weird and oriental methods

may have misled your occidental mind

into believing that this is nothing but

a gigantic melodrama

in which the detective's
arrival at the last moment

produces the happy ending. (Laughs)

Don't deny it.

I can see by your face it is so. (Laughs)

(Bangs gong)

Permit me to settle that
idea once and for all.

- Smith!

- Exactly.

As you see,

you can scarcely expect the usual ending.

You!

You!

- Bear yourself.

I ask you, Dr. Petrie,

what western mind could have conceived

this little pleasantry of mine?

For years, I raised this girl

and planned that she should
fall in love with you

and you with her.

Then I caused you to meet
romantically (laughs)

In the fog.

And now it is my plan

that she should kill you.

The idea of allowing a
girl to kill her lover...

- To save him from a worse death

is rather intriguing, is it not?

Eh? (Laughs)

(Fu sighs)

And to prove to you that I
have the soul of romance,

I shall allow you a few
delicious moments of farewell.

But I should not advise
your attempting to escape,

nor loose your bonds,

as I shall be on guard out there.

Ah!

I had forgotten. (Chuckles)

The scene calls for a
little soft music. (Laughs)

(Radio clicks on)

(Soft music)

And to make it quite perfect...

Darkness holds magic for romance.

(Soft music)

- How long will you give us?

- We are unfortunately
lacking in timepieces.

Do you see that moonbeam

crawling along these walls?

It shall be your clock.

- You mean...

- I mean

when the moonbeam touches the dragon,

I shall return.

Believe me, honorable inspector,

I regret that our contest is ended.

Yours is the first intellect

that I have really respected
since I left China.

Hm.

It is too bad that your
affection for petrie

so overcame your judgment

that you forgot that
redmoat is an historic house

and that anyone might get
a plan of it at the museum.

Hm? (Laughs)

You see, it is little things like that

which prove my mind to
be superior to yours.

(Boat chugging)

Your efficient subordinates
are searching for you.

Diligently.

Perhaps it would interest
you to watch, hm?

(Boat chugging)

Mm, it is too bad their
effort should be so useless.

I am sorry if the ropes are tight.

But I assure you they shall
not trouble you for long.

Within an hour, my work
shall be completed here

and I shall be on my way.

To China.

And as a matter of courtesy,

so that no one will know
that I was the Victor

and you the vanquished,

I assure you that your body,

if it is found,

will be quite unrecognizable.

No, Lia.

Don't cry.

If there's any memory left me

out there,

I want it to be of your smile.

(Soft music)

- I'll try to smile.

(Soft music)

- I regret to interrupt.

(Soft music)

(Radio clicks off)

(Bangs gong)

The time has come

for guest tea.

You may have the pleasure of
serving Dr. Petrie, my child.

No.

That cup.

(Tray crashes)

Fool!

Out!

Guest tea, Dr. Petrie.

The drink we serve our friends
just before they depart.

You have not kept your
word, little flower.

In order to poison me,
you have lost your chance

to save your sweetheart from that!

Oh, no!

No, no!

Oh!

- Too late.

You know I always keep my word.

(Fu claps)

Quick!

I think inspector Smith would enjoy this.

Bring him.

- Oh, no!

Please, please!

- Too late.

Too late.

- Oh, no!

You can't be so cruel!

No! (Sobs)

- Release him.

But keep his hands tied.

Ah!

You, no doubt, have witnessed
many executions, inspector,

but I think this one will
interest you, eh? (Laughs)

Singh!

Smith!

- You see, Dr. Fu,

you did overlook something.

You forgot that fai lu loved that girl.

(Boat chugging)

- Police!

Police!

Fu manchu here!

- Come on upstairs!

- You blundering fool!

- Hold where you are!

Are you all right, chief?

- Here you are, boys.

(Glass shatters)

- Forgive me, Smith.

Soon I shall be with my ancestors.

(Tense music)

Gods of my ancestors.

I only regret

that I still lack one life

to complete my masterpiece.

(Tense music)

After all, inspector,

our story ends in the usual way.

(Tense music)

(Dramatic music)