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English Subtitle Text for "Eran Trece"

 
 

Manuel Arbo as Charlie Chan

 
 

In 1931, Fox Films released "Eran Trece" ("There Were Thirteen"), a Spanish-language version of "Charlie Chan Carries On," which the studio had produced earlier the same year.  While the original Charlie Chan movie starred Warner Oland and featured an English-speaking cast, the second version used Spanish actors and actresses, and starred Manuel Arbo as the Chinese detective.
 
Today, sadly, "Charlie Chan Carries On" is considered "lost."  However, we are most fortunate to have its Spanish cousin, "Eran Trece," available to us.  Production stills from "Charlie Chan Carries On" reveal that at least some of the same sets were used in the production of this movie, along with the same stock footage for travel and location sequences.  With a number of small alterations, the script used was very much the same.  (Please note: The "final shooting script" for "Charlie Chan Carries On" can be found here, at the Charlie Chan Family Home.)  Material that was added to "Eran Trece" gave this picture a running time ten minutes longer, 79 versus 69 minutes,  than its venerable predessessor.
 
The cast list that follows reveals that some of the names of characters were changed from those of "Charlie Chan Carries On."  Some deviations are a mere matter of spelling, while in a few instances, the names were changed entirely.  In these cases, the reason was undoubtedly one of Spanish pronunciation and understanding.  In the subtitle text that follows, the new names are used, but in some cases, the spelling was "re-Anglicized" for an English-speaking audience.
 
The purpose of presenting the following subtitle text for "Eran Trece" is to allow fans of Charlie Chan to follow "same" while watching this movie.  Hopefully, this will allow our honored visitors to view this wonderful film and valuable piece of Chan lore with a new perspective.  It is humbly suggested that those so desiring to use this text as an aid to watching "Eran Trece" copy the text and then print it out for easier, more practical access.  (If assistance is needed, please feel free to contact us through our email mailbox on our front, Entrance page.)
 
And finally, a profound "Gracias, muchicimas" to Adrian Jimenez, whose assistance was vital to this project.  Without his help and vast patience, this translation would not have been possible.

 
 

CAST:
 
Manuel Arbo:  Charlie Chan
Rafael Luis Calvo:  Inspector Duff
Ana Maria Custodio:  Elen Potter (Ellen Potter)
Juan Torena:  Dick Kennaway
Julio Villareal:  Dr. Lofton
Raul Roulien:  Max Minchin
Blanca de Castejon:  Peggy Minchin
Martin Garralaga:  John Ross
Carmen Rodriguez:  Senora Rockwel (Mrs. Rockwell)
Antonio Vidal:  Paul Nelson
Jose Nieto:  Senor Kin (Mr. Keane)
Ralph Navarro:  Inspector Gardner
Lia Tora:  Sybil Conway
Carlos Diaz de Mendoza:  Walter Decker

 
 

ERAN TRECE

("There Were Thirteen")

 
 

SUPERIMPOSED TITLE:
"Scotland Yard."

(Inspector Duff's office - Scotland Yard)

INSPECTOR DUFF (to First Policeman):
You'll receive further instructions in Liverpool.
 
INSPECTOR DUFF (to Second Policeman):
Telephone to get more details.
 
INSPECTOR GARDNER:
Good morning, Duff.
 
DUFF:
Good morning, Gardner.
Happy to see you.
You want a little laugh?
 
GARDNER:
What's happening?
 
DUFF:
Just had a letter from our old Chinese friend, Charlie Chan.
 
GARDNER:
Where is he?  Still in Honolulu?
 
DUFF:
Yes.  He's inspector of detectives now.
And he sends a photograph of what he calls his "Heavenly Blessings."
 
GARDNER:
Great Scott!
This isn't a picture of a family
It's a picture of a football team!
 
INSERT (inscription on the back of the photo):
"The fox never sees the end of its own tail. Charlie Chan"
 
GARDNER:
Pity he's wasted in a place like Honolulu, isn't it?

DUFF:
I don't know about him,
but I long to get away from these four walls.
Can't be any worse than here.
I wish something would happen -
I need action!

GARDNER:
Leave well enough alone.
That's why we are as we are.
You remember what Chan used to say about that, don't you?
 
DUFF:
What?
 
GARDNER:
"Always very hard winter when honorable cheese runs after mouse."
 
DUFF (answering telephone):
Hello?
Yes.
Inspector Duff, speaking.
What?
Party of American tourists on a trip around the world?
What about it?
Murdered?
What's his name?
Where was he murdered?
I'll come at once!
 
DUFF (to Gardner):
Wealthy American named Louis Potter,
Murdered at Broome's Hotel.
Let's go!
 
GARDNER:
Yes!
 
(At Broome's  Hotel)
 
GARDNER (to Ellen Potter):
Please, Miss, you'd better go -
This is Inspector Duff from Scotland Yard.
 
ELLEN POTTER:
He was so good -
so kind to everyone.
How could anyone do it?

DUFF:
I should like to speak to you later, Miss.
 
ELLEN:
Very well.
 
GARDNER:
That's his granddaughter.
 
DUFF:
Number 3260.
Deitrich Company, Stockton, California.
Good old boy.
Tried to help us.
Tore off the end of the assailant's watch chain,
and kept it for us.
 
GARDNER:
That's something.
 
DUFF (to fingerprint expert):
Have you taken fingerprints from this strap?
 
FINGERPRINT EXPERT:
Yes, sir.
 
DUFF:
Strangled with this.
 
DUFF (noting hearing aid):
Have you checked this?
 
FINGERPRINT EXPERT:
No sir, not yet.
 
GARDNER:
Look what I found at the head of the bed.
 
DUFF:
Stones.
 
GARDNER:
What do you make of it?
 
DUFF:
A harmless old man -
Very deaf, strangled to death -
Yet no evidence of any struggle.

KENT:
Pardon me, Inspector.
Dr. Lofton, conductor of the tour.
This is Inspector Duff of Scotland Yard.
 
DR. LOFTON:
I'm not precisely a conductor.
For fifteen years, I have been managing director
of Lofton's round-the-world tours.
 
DUFF:
Ah?
 
LOFTON:
This year I have a comparatively small group -
Thirteen -
At least there were thirteen last night.
 
DUFF:
Was there any trouble on the tour before last night?
Anything that seemed like enmity?
 
LOFTON:
Oh no! NO!
The members of the party scarcely know one another as yet.
 
DUFF:
Good.
But you are sure?
 
LOFTON:
Ah, no.
No, no, no, NO!
It's inadmissible that one of my clients killed Louis Potter!
It's absurd!
Some sneak thief -
Some hotel servant -
There's no need for suspicion.
 
DUFF:
Why do you wish me to think that?
 
LOFTON:
Inspector, this is a very serious situation to me -
My reputation -
Everything is liable to be ruined by this.

DUFF:
I understand.
Have you ever noted this strap
on the luggage of any of your guests?
 
LOFTON:
No. 
This is odd!
I have an identical strap on one of my bags.
 
DUFF:
Will you get it, please?

LOFTON:
Gladly, Inspector.
 
DUFF:
Tell me,
have you assembled the members of your party
in the drawing room?
 
LOFTON:
Some of them are out,
but I've gotten most of them together.
 
DUFF:
Thank you, Dr. Lofton.
 
DUFF (to Kent):
Who occupies the room next to this?
 
KENT:
Mr. Decker -
one of the tourists.
 
DUFF:
Can you open it?
 
KENT:
Yes, sir.
 
(Inside Decker's room)

DUFF (to Decker who enters):
Come in, Mr. Decker.
Sit down.
You know what's happened, of course?
You heard no cry -
no struggle during the night in the next room?
 
DECKER:
Nothing.
I was sound asleep when the murder was committed.
 
DUFF:
Oh, you know when it occurred, then?
 
DECKER:
No, of course not.
I merely assume I must have been asleep.
 
DUFF:
I seem to have heard your name somewhere.
 
DECKER:
Possibly.
I'm a theatrical manager.
Perhaps you've also heard of my wife -
Sybil Conway.
 
DUFF:
She's traveling with you?
 
DECKER:
No.
We had an estrangement about two months ago.
She's at San Remo on the Riviera.
Our tour touches there,
and I hope to persuade her to join me.
This affair has been a great shock.
You see, I recently had a nervous breakdown.
 
DUFF:
Rather odd, isn't it, Mr. Decker,
that a man who has just had a nervous breakdown -
should be such a - sound sleeper?
 
DECKER:
No, no.  I never have insomnia.
 
DUFF:
Will you wait for me below, please?

(Back in Potter's room)

 

DUFF (to Gardner):

Anything new?

 

GARDNER:

Not yet.

 

LOFTON:

Pardon me, Inspector.

My strap is gone!

 

DUFF:

Really?

Then perhaps this is yours?

 

LOFTON:

I don't know -

Yes, I think it is.

 

DUFF:

We'll go into the matter of the strap, later.

Will you wait downstairs, please?

 

DUFF (to Gardner):

I have an idea...

 

KENT:

This is our night watchman.

He has something to say.

 

NIGHT WATCHMAN:

It's this way, Inspector.

Last night, while I was on my rounds at two o'clock,

I saw a gentleman standing in front of room 27.

When he heard me he said,

"I'm on the wrong floor - My room is below."

 

DUFF:

You saw his face?

 

NIGHT WATCHMAN:

Yes, sir.  Yes.

I can identify him if he's still about.

 

DUFF:

Is there more?

NIGHT WATCHMAN:

Yes, sir, there's more. 

Around four o'clock in the hallway,

someone in the dark hit me, knocking me down.

 

DUFF:

The same man?

 

NIGHT WATCHMAN:

I can't say, sir.

As I fell, my torch showed a gray suit.

I seized the pocket of the coat and heard the cloth tear.

Then he hit me again -

and when I came to, he was gone.

 

DUFF:

Good.

Thank you very much.

Wait downstairs.

 

NIGHT WATCHMAN:

Yes, sir.

 

DUFF (to Gardner):

Look for a gray coat with a torn pocket -

or the other end of this chain.

 

GARDNER:

This may interest you.

 

DUFF:

What?

 

GARDNER:

Did you know there's a retired Chicago racketeer in this party?

 

DUFF:

Really?

 

GARDNER:

Yes -

Man named Max Minchin -

The New York police have asked us to keep a kindly eye on him.

 

DUFF:

Thank you, Gardner -

We shall.

 

(In the lounge)

MAX MINCHIN:
Good. 
The first thing to remember, if anybody done it -
don't say nothin' until you seen a lawyer.
 
PEGGY MINCHIN:
Come on, Maxie -
it's no use nursing a grouch.
Nobody's accusin' you.
 
MAX:
Patrol your own beat,
I'm takin' no info from a skirt!
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
What language is he speaking?
 
(Lobby at Broome's Hotel)
 
KENT (to Mr. Nielson):
Mr. Nielson.
Inspector Duff of Scotland Yard.
 
KENT (to Duff):
Mr. Nielson is a criminal lawyer from New York.
 
DUFF:
How do you do?
 
MR. NIELSON:
What is this about murder?
 
DUFF:
Step inside, Mr. Nielson.
You will know all the details in a moment.
 
NIELSON:
Very well.
 
DICK KENNAWAY (helping Nielson who passed out):
Amyl nitrate.
It will bring him around in a moment.
 
DUFF:
You are Mr. Nielson's traveling companion?

DICK:
Yes.
I'm Dick Kennaway.
Mr. Nielson is subject to this sort of thing.
That's why he employed me to come with him.
 
KENT:
You can take him to that room.
 
DUFF:
Let me know when he's fully recovered.
 
DUFF (to Martin):
Are you Martin?
 
MARTIN:
Yes, sir.
 
DUFF:
You discovered the crime this morning?
 
MARTIN:
Yes, sir.
 
DUFF:
Tell me about it.
 
MARTIN:
I awoke Mr. Potter every morning, sir.
He was very deaf and it took a bit of doing.
 
DUFF:
And this morning?
 
MARTIN:
I knocked on his door many times bit there was no answer.
 
DUFF:
What then?
 
MARTIN:
I got the housekeeper's key, and entered the room.
Then I notified the management at once,
And that's all I can tell you, Inspector.
 
DUFF:
Thank you very much.
 
(In smoking room)

CAPTAIN KEANE:
I am Captain Ronald Keane.
 
DUFF:
Military man?
 
KEANE:
Why - yes.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL
Captain Keane told me that he was in the British Army
and has seen service in India and South Africa.
 
DUFF:
Yes?
Were you in the British Army?
 
KEANE:
Well - no - not precisely.
I was just - well -
romancing a bit.
You see -
 
DUFF:
What was your regiment, Captain?
 
KEANE:
Well, I was not in any regiment -
the title is really honorary.
 
MRS. LUCE:
Then, it isn't true about the tombs at Baroda -
or about the 40 elephants?
Oh, too bad!
 
DUFF:
Then, just what is your real business?
 
KEANE:
None at present -
I'm retired.
 
DUFF:
What were you?
 
KEANE:
Engineer.
Not really an engineer -
I was, but a long time ago.
Actually, I run a rental business.

DUFF:
Been out of the hotel this morning?
 
KEANE:
Yes, to the post office to cash a check.
 
DUFF (to Mrs. Rockwell):
And you, Madame?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
I also run a rental business.
 
DUFF:
Shall we say -
tourist?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Yes, sir, that's correct.
This is my fourth trip around the world.
I've been to Tierra Del Fuego, and -
 
DUFF:
You occupy room 27, correct?
Did you hear anything last night?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
No, not last night - but -
there was quite a row the night before.

MRS. ROCKWELL (looking at Dr. Lofton):
Perhaps Dr. Lofton can give you more details.
 
DUFF:
Just what occurred the night before last, Dr. Lofton?
 
LOFTON:
Oh...nothing...nothing.
I was in Mr. Potter's room.
He objected to several members of the party.
Their presence upset him.
I was merely trying to explain my position.
 
DUFF (to John Ross):
Your name, sir?
 
JOHN ROSS:
John Ross.
Lumber exporter from Tacoma, Washington.

DUFF:
Do you know anything about this crime?
 
ROSS:
Absolutely nothing.
 
DUFF:
Did you know Mr. Potter?
 
ROSS:
Yes - an absolute gentleman.
Got to know him pretty well.
I liked him a lot.
 
DUFF:
Have you been out of the hotel this morning?
 
ROSS:
Yes.
I went out for a walk.
 
DICK (to Duff):
Pardon me, Inspector.
Mr. Nielson has recovered.
 
DUFF (to assembled group):
You will kindly wait here a moment.
 
(In coffee room)
 
DUFF (to Martin):
Ask the night watchman to step in the lounge.
I'll be there in a moment.
 
MARTIN:
Yes, sir.
 
DUFF (to Nielson):
Feeling better, Mr. Nielson?
 
NIELSON:
Yes, yes.  Much better, thank you.
A bit too much excitement, I fear.
But, tell me about this murder -
I still don't know who was killed.

DUFF:
Mr. Louis Potter.
You occupy room number 30, near the victim's room, right?
What time did you retire?
 
DICK:
I think it was about twelve.
You see, I read to Mr. Potter every night
before he goes to sleep.
 
DUFF:
Mr. Nielson, what was it you saw in the lounge
that brought on this attack?
 
NIELSON:
Nothing!
The attacks come unexpectedly.
 
DUFF:
Did you see anyone in the lounge?
 
NIELSON:
NO!
 
DUFF:
Did you see a face?
 
NIELSON:
I told you - NO!
 
DICK:
Please, Inspector -
Mr. Nielson is ill!
 
DUFF:
I'm sorry.
I apologize.
 
DUFF (to Nielson):
Nevertheless, Mr. Nielson -
I intend to find out what it was that shocked
a retired criminal lawyer into a heart attack.
 
(In smoking room)
 
NIGHT WATCHMAN:
This one!
 
KEANE:
What do you mean?

NIGHT WATCHMAN:
I mean its you I met on my two o'clock round, last night.
 
DUFF:
Is it true?
 
KEANE:
Yes, sir.
I was up there.
You see, I couldn't sleep and wished to borrow a book from Mr. Nielson.
 
DUFF:
Its pretty old -
that wanting-to-read-a-book stuff.
Why did you say you made a mistake and were on the wrong floor?
 
KEANE:
Why, I just said the first thing that came into my mind.
 
DUFF:
Rather a habit with you, isn't it?
 
DUFF (to Decker):
One more question, Mr. Decker -
Do these stones mean anything to you?
 
DECKER:
This is the first time I've seen them.
 
DUFF (to Max):
You are -
Mr. Minchin?
 
MAX:
Yeah.
What about it?
 
PEGGY:
Dearie, answer the man's question politely.
 
MAX:
What for?
He's a cop, ain't he?
I should help him!
 
DUFF:
One moment, please, Mr. Minchin.
Allow me to warn you -

MAX (to Duff):
I know -
that anything I say will be used against me.
I heard that one before.
 
PEGGY:
Maxie!  Please!
 
MAX:
All right.
 
MAX (to Duff):
What do you want to know?
 
DUFF:
Where are you from?
 
MAX:
From Chicago.
What of it?
 
DUFF:
Nothing.
I'll not annoy you with more questions, Mr. Minchin.
We're already supplied with good information about you.
 
BENBOW:
Pleased to meet you, Inspector!
This will be something to talk about when we get back!
Murder -
Mystery -
Police -
Scotland Yard -
If Dr. Lofton advertised all this -
he could charge a lot more for the tour!
Money can't buy this!
Meet the missus!
 
DUFF:
How do you do?
 
MRS. BENBOW:
Very well, and you?
 
BENBOW:
I have to go out and take some pictures of the most famous places.
The world without pictures is a lost world -
don't you think?
Anything we can do to help you, Inspector?

DUFF:
Do you know anything about this crime?

BENBOW:
If you mean -
did my wife and I kill Mr. Potter -
we certainly didn't!
Mr. Potter was a soda producer and I make bottle caps.
Can you imagine a bottle cap manufacturer
killing off one of his best customers?
 
DUFF:
Hardly.
Ever seen this before?
 
BENBOW:
This key?
No.  Never.
Similar ones, yes.
All keys are alike -
One has a notch here -
another here -
another here -
another here -
Some with a hole -
What do you know!
 
DUFF:
Do you know who this belongs to?
 
BENBOW:
No.
This one was made in Stockton, California -
just two doors down from my house!
Curious!
 
DUFF:
Very curious.
Nothing more.
Thank you very much.
 
DUFF (to others):
Ladies and gentlemen -
none of you must leave London
without the permission of Scotland Yard.

ELLEN:
Mr. Duff -
Is it true -
that you think the crime was committed
by some member of the party?
 
DUFF:
I regret to say that I do.
 
ELLEN:
In that case -
I shall cable my mother to come to London,
and I shall continue with the tour.
 
DUFF:
Do you think that is advisable?
 
ELLEN:
I want to help find out who committed this cowardly murder.
 
DUFF:
And we, for our part, may need your assistance.
 
ELLEN:
We have a long way to go.
We are traveling together -
and one of them may let something slip.
 
DUFF:
Quite probable, indeed.
I have a Chinese friend who always uses proverbs -
and he's said: "Only a very sly man can shoot off a cannon quietly."
 
DICK:
Miss Potter -
I haven't had the opportunity to tell you how sorry I am.
If there is anything I may do to help you, please ask me.
 
ELLEN:
Thank you, Mr. Kennaway.
 
(In the lobby)
 
GARDNER:
Not a trace of the chain or gray coat.
 
DUFF:
I thought as much -
every one of them had been out of the hotel this morning before we got here.

GARDNER:
How many days can we hold them here?
 
DUFF:
I don't know.
We'll have to talk with the Chief.

(At Scotland Yard)
 
GARDNER:
Too bad we weren't able to hold them.
This looks like the end of the case -
just another unsolved murder.
 
DUFF:
But we couldn't hold them.
The American Ambassador himself asked me -
Where's our proof?
What was the motive?
 
GARDNER:
Tonight they're in Paris -
then Nice -
San Remo -
Italy, Greece, Egypt, India, Singapore -
Honolulu -
around the world.
 
DUFF:
And the murderer traveling with them -
unknown.
 
SERGEANT BURKE:
Inspector, the man says he's ready to talk.
 
DUFF:
Bring him in.
 
BURKE (opening door):
Let's go.
 
BURKE (to Duff):
Here he is.
 
DUFF:
Sit down!
Where did you get all that money you've been spending?

MARTIN:

Let me explain.

 

DUFF:

Don't tell me you were playing the races!

Come on, the truth!

 

MARTIN:

You won't send me to prison, Inspector?

 

DUFF:

That depends on you.

Where did you get that hundred pounds?

 

MARTIN:

Mr. Decker gave it to me.

 

DUFF:

What for?

 

MARTIN:

I'll tell you everything, sir.

At ten o'clock that night

I went upstairs with a cablegram for Mr. Potter.

I knocked on his door -

 

DUFF:

And then what?

 

MARTIN:

Mr. Decker opened it.

 

DUFF:

Mr. Decker opened Mr. Potter's door?

 

MARTIN:

Yes, sir.

I gave him the envelope.

He said: "You'll find Mr. Potter in my room -

We've changed rooms for the night."

 

DUFF:

And what then?

 

MARTIN:

I knocked on the door of Mr. Decker's room.

Mr. Potter came to the door

took the cablegram and thanked me.

 

DUFF:

When were you given the hundred pounds?

MARTIN:
At seven o'clock the next morning,
Mr. Decker sent for me -
handed me two fifty-pound notes -
and made me promise not to say anything
about the exchange of rooms.
 
DUFF (to Gardner):
What did I tell you?
Potter wasn't murdered in his own room.
I was right!
 
GARDNER:
Then it's Decker!
 
DUFF:
We have him, my boy!
I've just time to catch the night boat for Dieppe.
 
GARDNER:
The party is leaving Paris for the coast tonight.
 
DUFF:
The group is just twelve hours ahead of me!
 
GARDNER:
Have a nice trip -
and good luck!
 
DUFF:
Thanks, old chap!
 
SUPERIMPOSED TITLE:
"Nice."
 
INSERT (of text of letter):
"Mrs Rockwell:
I would greatly appreciate that,
in case something happens to me,
 contact my wife, Sybil Conway,
who is in San Remo at the Palace Hotel.
Greatly appreciated,
Walter Decker"
 
(In the hotel at Nice)
 
LOFTON:
We've been expecting you, Inspector -
but not this soon.

DUFF:
You've been waiting for me?
 
LOFTON:
Yes.
Decker killed himself last night
 in the garden of this hotel.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
No, I'm certain it wasn't suicide -
You're needed here, Inspector!
This is another murder!
 
DUFF:
You think so?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Absolutely.
Mr. Decker expected something to happen -
He tried to leave a letter with me.
I suggested that Dr. Lofton
was the proper person to give it to -
but he insisted that Dr. Lofton
was decidedly not the proper person.
 
LOFTON:
I telephoned Mrs. Decker this morning -
When she heard the news
I believe she fainted.
 
DUFF (to Gendarme):
I'm Inspector Duff of Scotland Yard.
Are you going to hold the tourist party?
 
GENDARME:
It's not possible -
We have no evidence against anyone.
 
DUFF:
I see.
I will help you in any way I can.
 
GENDARME:
Much appreciated, Inspector.
 
DUFF:
It's nothing.
 
(In hotel hallway)

MAX (to Peggy):
This place is swarmin' with bulls!
 
PEGGY:
Uh-huh.
 
MAX:
What d'ya do?
When I see all these cops -
it brings back memories -
 
PEGGY:
Uh-huh.
We call that nostalgia.
 
MAX:
What?
 
PEGGY:
NOS-TAL-GIA.
 
DUFF (on phone in telephone booth):
It was not suicide, Mrs. Decker -
Your husband was murdered.
What?
You know who murdered him?
He's with the party?
What is his name?
There's no one with that name.
What name is he using now?
You don't know...
That's all right.
I'll be at your hotel at eight this evening
with the Lofton party.
 
DUFF (to Dr. Lofton):
Doctor -
You may leave for San Remo this afternoon
as you had planned.
 
LOFTON:
Perfect!
I greatly appreciate this, Inspector!
 
(At Palace Hotel, San Remo)
 
DUFF (to Sybil Conway):
You say the man who killed Decker
is named Jim Maynard?

SYBIL:
Yes.
 
DUFF:
Do you know why he killed him?
 
SYBIL:
Yes.
I was married to Jim Maynard -
but we were unhappy.
Then I met Walter Decker -
and we ran away.
Maynard swore he would kill us both.

DUFF (emptying stones from bag):
Ever see these before?
 
SYBIL:
No -
but I know what they mean.
When we ran away,
I took two bags of diamonds with us -
But they weren't Maynard's -
He had stolen them, too.
 
DUFF:
All this in South Africa?
 
SYBIL:
Yes.
 
DUFF:
Are you sure
that you will be able to recognize
Jim Maynard when you see him?
 
SYBIL:
Naturally.
 
DUFF:
Very well.
Come with me.
When everyone is in the dining room -
point him out to me.
 
SYBIL:
Perfect.

DUFF:
Shall we go?
 
SYBIL:
Yes.
 
(As elevator door opens)
 
DUFF (to Hotel Detective):
Get that bag!
 
DICK (knocking at Neilson's door):
Mr. Nielson!
Mr. Nielson!
Are you there?
 
KEANE:
What's happened?
 
DICK:
Mr. Nielson was here a moment ago.
Did you see him?
 
KEANE:
No.
 
DICK:
Mr. Nielson!
Mr. Neilson!
 
ELLEN (to Duff and others with the body):
Shall I call a Doctor?
 
DUFF:
Too late.
The woman is dead.
 
(At train station platform at San Remo)
 
DUFF:
You won't forget to write the letters you promised me?
 
ELLEN:
Certainly not.
Will you be joining us again, Inspector?

DUFF:
Probably.
I'm going to America.
Meanwhile, if anything important comes up -
cable me at Scotland Yard.
 
ELLEN:
I know something will -
I feel we have only to wait -
 
DUFF:
Waiting won't do -
We've got to work.
As my Chinese friend expresses it:
"Sitting man must hold mouth open very long time -
before roast goose flies in."
 
CONDUCTOR'S VOICE:
All aboard!
 
ELLEN:
Goodbye, Inspector.
 
DUFF:
Goodbye, Miss Potter.
Have a nice trip.
 
ELLEN:
Thank you very much.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Hopefully we won't be seeing you again, will we?
 
DUFF:
I don't know, Madame.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Every time I see you -
something bad happens.
The world will be a happier place -
if you don't bring any more bad news.
 
DUFF:
I don't bring the fatalities -
I only follow them.
 
CONDUCTOR'S VOICE:
All aboard!
 
MAX:
I hope I never see you again, Inspector!

CONDUCTOR'S VOICE:
All aboard!
 
CONDUCTOR'S VOICE:
All aboard!
 
BENBOW (pointing movie camera at Duff):
Just a moment!
Hold it!
Inspector Duff saying good-bye
to his "clients" at the station!
 
CONDUCTOR'S VOICE:
All aboard!
 
BENBOW:
That's it!
Thank you!
 
CONDUCTOR:
Let's go!
 
BENBOW:
Sorry!
My mistake!
 
(Train pulls away from station)
 
(Shots of exotic locations)
 
(Hong Kong scenes and street musicians)
 
(In front of Hong Kong fruit stand)
 
PEGGY:
What d'ya like more -
this place or Rome?
 
MAX:
Rome?  Which was Rome?
 
PEGGY:
Where that big cathedral was.
 
MAX:
Uh-huh. 
I liked that place where those big things -
stuck outta the ground -
like this.

PEGGY:
You mean the pyramids, Max!
 
MAX:
And also that place where we were on June 22 -
your birthday.

PEGGY:
My birthday?
 
MAX:
Uh-huh.
 
PEGGY:
When you gave me that rhinestone necklace?
 
MAX:
That's right.
 
PEGGY:
Wait!
June 22...
Venice.
 
MAX:
That's right - Venice -
Pretty, right!
 
PEGGY:
Yes, but we were unlucky there!
We showed up when it was flooded!
 
MAX:
Yeah, rotten timing!
 
(A Hong Kong street with Benbow filming)
 
BENBOW:
That's it!  Thank you very much, Mrs, Rockwell!
That makes forty-five different locations.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Thank you very much.
And your wife?
 
BENBOW:
She's upset because I took a lot of pictures of Greek ruins -
but none of her!
This one we're going to call -
"Mrs. Rockwell in a Chinese street
with an insistent Mr. Kennaway
who is looking for his girlfriend."

MRS. ROCKWELL:
Uh-huh - He's got me!
 
BENBOW:
See you later. 
I'm going to find a Chinaman to film.
I hope he doesn't charge me two hundred dollars!
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
He's right!
I'm just taking up your time.
You must have something more interesting to do!
 
DICK:
Please don't talk about Miss Potter again.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Oh, I'm sorry -
You were together so much, I thought -
 
DICK:
Yes.  So does everyone else, and you too -
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
No, no -
I don't believe anything.
 
DICK:
One can't be nice to a rich girl without everyone thinking -
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Who cares what people say!
What she thinks is what matters, isn't it?
 
DICK:
Probably she thinks so, too.
She's deliberately avoiding me.
Money - it's always money!
It's a curse, don't you agree?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Yes, it's a curse when it isn't yours!
 
DICK:
Please excuse me -
I have to go.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Oh!  I thought you said she was avoiding you.
 
DICK:
Yes.  It's sort of a mutual agreement.
See you later, Mrs. Rockwell.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL (to Ellen):
I was just talking about you
with a very charming young man
who doesn't quite know what's the matter with himself.
 
ELLEN:
He knows very well what's the matter with himself -
and he's proud of it.

MRS. ROCKWELL:
Don't you think he's hiding his feelings for you out of pride?
He thinks he can't court you because you're a wealthy girl.
 
ELLEN:
Do you think that's what's happening?
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
No doubt about it!
Where are you going?
 
ELLEN:
I'm going to find him and have a talk.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Wonderful, my child!
I wish I were you.
Oh, when I was with Robert -
- Maurice -
And the blond one -
Eight years ago -
And more -
I forget their names -
 
(In the Chinese shop)
 
PEGGY:
Look!  It's perfect!  Perfect!
I was dreaming about this!
I got it - and I'm going to keep it!
What are you gonna to do about it?
Just pay for it - dear.
 
MAX:
Sure!  Sure!
Buy a truckload of junk you don't even know what to do with.
And how are you going to carry that thing around the world?
 
ELLEN (to Peggy):
What did you get, Mrs. Minchin?
 
PEGGY:
A reading lamp.
 
MAX:
Yeah - a readin' lamp!
Next thing you know, she'll wanna buy a book to go with it!

PEGGY:
No.  We won't either have to buy a book to go with it -
'cause I got a book at home!
A friend left a beautiful book there.
Now - we'll use a red light and a green one.
 
MAX:
For pedestrians!
 
PEGGY (to Ellen at door):
Merci!
 
ELLEN (to Dick):
Mr. Kennaway!
 
DICK:
Oh, excuse me!
I didn't know you were here.
If I knew, I wouldn't have come.
 
ELLEN:
Why?
 
DICK:
I thought - perhaps -
my presence might annoy you.
 
ELLEN:
We're going to miss this old war
when the trip is over, aren't we?
 
DICK:
Go on!  You'll find another enemy!
 
ELLEN:
Good - but, for now, isn't it better to remember
how things were at the beginning?
On this tour we're forced to see each other all the time -
Let's hide our true feelings and pretend to be friends.
Is that agreed?
 
DICK:
Agreed!
 
ELLEN:
Okay?  Nothing more to say?
 
ELLEN (to shopkeeper):
How much is this?

SHOPKEEPER:
This?  Two hundred and eighty dollars.
 
ELLEN (to Dick):
Beautiful, isn't it?
 
DICK:
Yes.
 
(In the street)
 
ELLEN (to Chinese man):
Jim Maynard?
The name of the man who killed my grandfather!
Which one is Jim Maynard?
Which one?
Which one?
 
ELLEN (to group of men walking):
Jim Maynard!
 
ELLEN (to group):
The Chinaman in that shop pointed out Jim Maynard!
One of you -
I know who!
 
DICK (to Ellen):
You don't realize what you've done!
 
ELLEN:
What?
 
DICK:
Jim Maynard is in that group -
You've put yourself in danger.
He thinks you know him, but you don't.
We don't know whom to watch -
and you're liable to be next.
 
ELLEN:
Where's the telegraph office?
 
DICK:
Near here!
 
(At Charlie Chan's home in Honolulu)
 
CHARLIE CHAN (answering telephone):
Hello?
 
DUFF:
Listen!  I need to speak to Charlie Chan.

CHARLIE CHAN:
You are speaking to him, Inspector Duff.
 
DUFF:
Ah!  You recognized my voice!
Yes, I just arrived this morning.
Yes.  It's always about business.
I need to talk with you.
 
CHAN:
Will be my pleasure.
 
DUFF:
I'm leaving from your Chief's office -
I'll find you later.
 
CHAN:
Will await your arrival with great pleasure.
 
(In car on Honolulu street)
 
DUFF:
When Miss Potter's cable reached me
I was on my way to Tacoma.
I changed my plans -
Flew to San Francisco and took the first boat.
I'm glad I arrived before anything happened to her.
 
CHAN:
Would kindly deign to answer a question?
When she shouted name of Jim Maynard at Hong Kong -
no man looked around - quick?
 
DUFF:
No.  She tried to trick him, but failed.
What should she have done, Charlie?
 
CHAN:
Too late now.
Advice after mistake is like medicine after dead man's funeral -
too late.
 
DUFF:
Strange situation, Charlie -
that the man who committed that murder
has the nerve to remain with the party.
 
CHAN:
Yes.  Only very brave mouse makes nest in cat's ear.

DUFF:
"Only very brave mouse makes nest in cat's ear."
 
(At Chan's office - Honolulu Police Department)
 
CHAN:
This is Chan's most unworthy office.
Would deign to sit?
 
DUFF:
What nice fresh air.
 
CHAN:
Open window admit breeze from sea.
Please sit.
 
CHAN (opening box):
Cigar?
 
DUFF:
No, thank you.
I'll smoke my pipe.
 
CHAN:
Allow me.
If you wait, will find Chief of Police -
for humble conference.
 
(Duff is shot from window)
 
(Chan returning to office - checking Duff)
 
CHAN (to officer):
Telephone for ambulance and surgeon at once -
then ask Chief to come here!
 
CHIEF (to Chan):
What's happened, Charlie?
 
CHAN:
Shot in back from bullet entering from window.
Poor Inspector Duff.
He comes to quiet city of Honolulu in search of murderer.
Now this -
 
CHIEF:
Shot down in the Honolulu police station!
Impertinence!

CHAN:
Even worse than that -
Insult!
Shot down in very office of Inspector of Detectives.
Am laughing stock of world -
Very well, then -
Shall sail tonight aboard Prescott.
 
CHIEF:
But Charlie - you can't do that!
 
CHAN:
Please omit argument -
otherwise resignation effective at once.
No time to lose
 
CHAN (on telephone):
2168.
Hello!  This you, John?
Honorable father speaking.
I sail in half-hour on Prescott.
What?  Kindly omit surprised feelings.
Pack bag with amazing speed -
Tooth brush, other suit, razor.
Bring bag with mother to dock.
You will understand - speed is essential.
 
CHIEF:
Listen, Charlie!
This is a very dangerous killer!
 
CHAN:
If I do not have that man before San Francisco -
will retire forever in sack-cloth and ashes.
 
DUFF:
Charlie!
 
CHAN:
Tell me -
did you see face of assailant?
 
DUFF:
Lofton -
Keane -
Ross -
Benbow -
Minchin -
Which one is it, Charlie?

CHAN (to Chief):
Take best care -
Get to hospital -
Send me wireless.
If he wakes, tell him Charlie Chan carries on.
 
(At dock)
 
CHAN (answering Mrs. Chan):
Events explode suddenly -
like firecrackers in face of innocent passerby.
Do not worry.
 
CHAN (answering to Mrs. Chan's expressed concern):
Yes, dear, do not worry.
Will protect self from elements by staying out of breeze.
 
CHAN (to son John):
In my absence -
you will show honorable mother every deference -
and guard family well.
 
JOHN:
Okay, Pop.
And, say -
can I use your bus 'til you come back?
 
CHAN:
Ha!  I foresaw this request.
Please treat bus with unusual kindness.
 
JOHN:
Don't worry!
 
JOHN (after Mrs. Chan says good-bye):
Good-bye, Pop!
 
(Aboard ship)
 
SHIP'S STEWARD (to Chan):
The Captain has sent word to the party
asking them to wait for you in the smoking room.
He says he's behind you, Mr. Chan -
and he hopes you get your man.
 
CHAN:
With luck - everything will be all right.
Thank you, so much.

STEWARD:
You're welcome.
 
(In the smoking room)
 
BENBOW:
Still more questions?
For what?
 
MAX:
What fun!
We won't be bored on this trip!
What a dirty guy -
whoever bumped those people off.
 
PEGGY:
You don't have to be so insulting, Maxie -
It could be one of these people!
 
CHAN (to group):
Please allow me to wish you good trip.
You are surprised to find me here - I also.
Yesterday Inspector Duff come to Honolulu -
Paradise of Pacific.
History repeat itself.
Serpent appears in Paradise -
Inspector Duff is in hospital, insultingly wounded.
And so, reluctantly, must force inspeakable presence upon you.
Much damage begins with open mouth -
I know -
and am sorry -
but must ask questions.
 
NIELSON:
Pardon me, sir -
but we are no longer under the jurisdiction
of Honolulu authorities.
 
CHAN:
Of course, if anyone has something to hide -
he does not have to answer.
 
NIELSON:
No, no - not me.
I won't allow you to maneuver me into that position.
Why do you imagine I have anything to hide?
 
CHAN:
Man seldom scratches where he does not itch
.

NIELSON:
I'm simply reminding you
that there is such a thing as proper legal procedure.
 
CHAN:
Legal excuse - murderer's best friend.
Chan understands -
Mr. Nielson and Chan both know law -
do we not?
 
LOFTON:
I don't blame Mr. Neilson!
From the start, we've been annoyed
by questions from incompetent police officials!
 
CHAN:
Stupidity humbly acknowledged.
But, sometimes dull stone make very sharp knife.
 
ROSS:
Perhaps, Mr. Chan, it would be advisable to postpone
the cross-examination until your suspects are in better humor.
 
CHAN:
Possibly you are right.
Time does not press and talk does not cook rice.
Thank you, so much.
 
MAX:
You seen what happened to Inspector Duff, didn't you?
You better get yourself some iron underwear.
 
CHAN:
Chan understands.
Thank you, so much.
 
(Inside Chan's cabin)
 
ELLEN (at Chan's door):
Mr. Chan -
 
CHAN:
Come in.
You are frightened -
What has happened?
Did you see a man on deck?
 
ELLEN:
No, but someone has been in my stateroom.

CHAN:
How do you know?
 
ELLEN:
I was away for a moment -
When I returned, this was on my dresser.
I thought perhaps Mrs. Rockwell had given me a present -
but she knows nothing about it.
That's why I've come to you.
 
CHAN:
It is a warning -
"See nothing, hear nothing -
say nothing."
 
(On deck)
 
WIRELESS OPERATOR:
Wireless for you, Mr. Chan - from Honolulu.
 
CHAN:
From Honolulu...
From injured friend.
Thank you, so much.
 
CHAN (to Ellen):
Miss Potter!
 
ELLEN:
Hello, Mr. Chan!
Do you have some news?
 
CHAN:
Yes.  Cable says operation is success.
Honorable Inspector Duff doing very well.
 
ELLEN:
I'm very glad to hear that!
Any developments in the case?
 
CHAN:
Not yet -
Patience and a mulberry tree become silk shawl.
 
(In Lofton's cabin)
 
LOFTON (to Chan):
I won't submit to this sort of thing!
What are you doing in my cabin?

CHAN:
Chan only trying to seize truth with fumbling hands.
Will kindly explain this interesting exhibit?
 
LOFTON:
What does that mean?
 
CHAN:
That is what I wish to find out.
Is it your glove?
 
LOFTON:
No.  Are you pretending you found it here?
 
CHAN:
Pretending - no.
I did find it here.
You have never seen it before?
 
LOFTON:
Certainly not!
What do you hope to accomplish with this absurd trick?
Do you imagine you can frighten me into confessing something?
 
CHAN:
No -
Chan is only trying to find criminal who committed these crimes
and bring him to justice.
He who waters the tree gets the fruit.
 
(On deck at rail)
 
KEANE (to Chan):
What do you want?
 
CHAN:
This -
Gray coat - with torn pocket.
You should have dispensed of this, long ago.
 
KEANE:
What do you mean?
 
CHAN:
Watchman in Broome's Hotel in London -
tore right-hand pocket of murderer's suit.

KEANE:
I know he did -
I heard it at the inquest.
That's why I tried to get rid of this.
 
CHAN:
Yes?
 
KEANE:
Yes!
Please believe me -
Someone just tore the pocket of this coat -
Someone's trying to put suspicion on me.
If this were my suit, I wouldn't have kept it after London.
Do you think I'm a fool?
 
CHAN:
Who shall say?
No one is fool until first act of foolishness.
Thank you, so much.
 
(Inside Nielson's cabin)
 
CHAN (at window):
Good evening!
 
DICK:
Oh!  Come in, Mr. Chan.
I'm just getting ready to go out.
The ladies are waiting!
 
CHAN:
May I wish luck?
 
DICK:
Thank you.
 
CHAN (looking at photograph of Ellen):
Oh -
Good wife best household furniture.
 
DICK:
If you mean Miss Potter -
there isn't a chance.
 
CHAN:
Yes?
 
DICK:
Look - there's something I want to show you.

DICK (handing item to Chan):
Miss Potter told me you found one of these beside Inspector Duff -
and that another was put in her stateroom as a warning.
 
CHAN:
Where did Mr. Nielson buy these?
 
DICK:
That's what I don't understand.
He says he didn't buy them -
and has no idea how they got into his room.
What do you make of it?
 
CHAN:
Very strange.
 
CHAN (pointing to label on bag):
Look!
Touch this!
 
MARK:
How strange!
Feels like a key!
 
CHAN:
It is key -
Duplicate of one found in hand of murdered man in London.
 
DICK:
Who put that on my bag?
Do you think -
Can it be possible - that Mr. Nielson -
Why don't you ask him to explain?
 
CHAN:
Not yet.
Man should never hurry - except to catch flea.
Keep open eye on this -
It will be removed before ship reaches port.
Let me know moment it is gone.
 
MARK:
I will, Mr. Chan.
 
CHAN:
Thank you, so much.
 
(On deck)

MAX (to Chan):
Hello, Chinaman!
What's cooking?
 
CHAN:
Nothing.
 
MAX:
Looks like more fog.
 
CHAN:
Yes - looks like.
 
MAX:
Well, fog won't stop us
from being in San Francisco in a couple more hours.
Have you nailed your man yet?
 
CHAN:
Nailed
 - no.
Chan is trying to hunt quail with dead dog.
 
MAX:
Cheer up -
Maybe you'll catch him.
 
CHAN:
Maybe?
Every maybe has wife called Maybe-Not.
 
MAX:
Oh, that reminds me -
The wife and me are throwing a farewell dinner party tonight
to celebrate the end of the tour.
Ten-dollar silverware -
and there'll be champagne.
 
CHAN:
Chan doesn't drink.
 
MAX:
Okay - you can look for the murderer while dancing.
 
CHAN:
Thank you, so much.
 
MAX:
I'll tell the wife to catch some more oysters.

ELLEN:
Well, we're almost there, Mr. Chan
 
CHAN:
Sorry - yes.
 
ELLEN:
And nothing yet?
 
CHAN:
Suspicion - yes.  Proof - no.
I have no evidence to hold anyone in San Francisco.
Chan imagine he is very clever man -
now find slight mistake.
Big head is only a good place
for very large headache.
And, how is case of irritating young man?
 
ELLEN:
Well, there's still hope.
He's just asked to meet him on deck.
 
CHAN:
Opportunity knocks on door again.
What if young man proposes?
 
ELLEN:
Do you think he will?
 
CHAN:
In what way should Chan know?
 
ELLEN:
I wish he would.
 
CHAN:
And then -
what would you do?
 
ELLEN:
I'd refuse, of course.
 
CHAN:
Chan does not understand.
 
ELLEN:
Also - for the sake of my wounded pride.

CHAN:
Woman's heart is like a needle at bottom of sea.
 
ELLEN:
Oh.  I don't think so.
If you look in your heart -
you will find it.
We're not so hard to fathom.
He's so nice when he wants to be.
 
CHAN:
When he wants to be?
 
ELLEN:
But he seldom wants to be.
Shall I see you at the Minchin's dinner?
 
CHAN:
I think so.
 
ELLEN:
I'll see you later.
 
CHAN:
Good-bye.
 
INSERT (of Chan's letter):
"Dr. Lofton:
To save embarrassment
I will say nothing to anyone
and will not make arrest
until ship docks in San Francisco.
Thank you, so much.
Charlie Chan."
 
(On deck)
 
ELLEN (to Dick):
Are you glad the trip's over?
 
DICK:
Yes. 
When I turn Mr. Nielson over to his son tonight -
I'm free.
 
ELLEN:
Are you also glad our quarrel's over?

DICK:
Is it?
Perhaps I should have said -
I don't like quarreling with you.
 
ELLEN:
That's better!
 
DICK:
Well -
If I shouldn't see you again -
 
ELLEN:
Yes?
 
DICK:
I just want to tell you -
it's been fun knowing you.
You're awfully nice, you know.
Pretty soon you'll find a nice boy
who'll make you happy -
and marry you.
 
ELLEN:
What did you say?
I couldn't hear anything you said!
 
DICK:
Pretty soon you'll find a nice boy
who'll make you happy -
and marry you.
 
ELLEN:
Really?
If you want me to!
 
DICK:
Want you to what?
 
ELLEN:
Marry you.
Isn't that what you were asking me?
 
DICK:
Oh, no.
I was saying -
I supposed you'd marry some nice boy and be happy.

ELLEN:
Oh - I'm sorry.
 
DICK:
But, look here!
If I had asked you -
you mean you'd really have said yes?
 
ELLEN:
I don't know -
You never asked me.
 
DICK:
But, if I do ask you -
will you promise to say yes again?
 
ELLEN:
If I promise to say yes -
will you promise to ask me again?
 
CHAN:
So?
Sorry to interrupt bitter quarrel.
 
ELLEN:
Why, I'm never angry.
 
CHAN (to Dick):
May I ask great favor?
 
DICK:
Certainly.  What?
 
CHAN:
When I leave Mr. Minchin's dinner -
come quickly after me, please.
I need help very much.
 
DICK:
Yes, of course.
 
CHAN:
Thank you, so much.
 
(At the Minchins' dinner party)

LOFTON:
But, barring these unhappy occurrences -
I hope that you have experienced some measure
of the enjoyment you all anticipated
when we began this world tour.
My deep appreciation to everyone.
I thank you.
Now, a few words from our host - Mr. Minchin.
 
MAX:
Everyone -
I'm not a thief.
 
PEGGY:
No, he's no thief -
but he can get away with some good impressions!
 
MAX:
I can't do 'em alone -
But I can with help from the wife.
We have a tight marriage!
To start -
I'll give my impression of -
Malevo of Buenos Aires.
 
MAX (singing):
Bad weeds - bad weeds, were...
A carouser had a big heart -
For this reason he lost -
The illusion that he was her only love.
So, as was true of his grandfather, too -
He'll never forget the girl -
Who broke his heart.
 
BENBOW:
Just a moment!  Just a moment!
Why not sing that song you sang
while we played cards the other day?
 
(Max sings)
 
PEGGY (during Max's song):
Saints alive!
 
(Max finishes his song)
 
KEANE:
How about that "Apache" parody you did the other day?

(Max and Peggy perform an "Apache" parody)
 
MAX:
I hope this is a good time
for Mr. Keane to say a few words.
 
KEANE:
Everyone -
When I was the Ambassador at St. Petersburg -
 
ROSS:
...In conclusion -
I admit that the murder of Mr. Potter in that stuffy room in London,
was a mysterious occurrence.
But, to me, it seems stranger still to realize that at this moment
we are dining with a man who has committed three murders -
and attempted a fourth -
who sits here listening to us, and who, within an hour,
will walk off this ship still free and still unidentified,
and will probably go unpunished.
And now, I think we should hear from our Oriental friend.
 
NIELSON:
Yes.
Perhaps he will explain why he failed to get his man.
 
CHAN:
Ladies and gentleman:
Man who fights law always loses -
same as grasshopper is always wrong in argument with chicken.
You have all asked Chan questions -
Perhaps I can now entertain with few explanations.
Mr. Potter was murdered in London by mistake.
How?
Murderer entered wrong room.
He intended to kill Mr. Decker.
Why?
Because Mr. Decker ran away with his wife -
and when the pair went, they stole two bags of diamonds.
These were to remind him of what they had done.
Murder's name was - Jim Maynard -
formerly illicit diamond buyer, South Africa.
I have informed him that, to save embarrassment,
I will not make arrest until ship docks in San Francisco.
Thank you, so much.
 
MRS. ROCKWELL:
Well, sitting here in the company of a person who did these things
gives me the creeps.
I'm going to my cabin.

(Inside Nielson's cabin)
 
CHAN:
Just as I thought - key is gone.
 
DICK:
Where is it?
 
CHAN:
Where I want it - now.
On the person of murderer.
 
MARK:
Mr. Nielson?
 
DICK (hearing a scream):
Ellen!
 
MAN'S VOICE:
He's jumped overboard!
 
DICK:
Too late!
That's your man - he's gone!
 
(On deck - at the ship's rail)
 
DICK:
Is that your man, Mr. Chan?
 
CHAN:
No.  Come quickly.
 
MRS. BENBOW:
All the way around the world -
I've been telling that idiot not to sit on the rail!
 
(Lofton in his stateroom)
 
(Keane in his stateroom)
 
(Ross in his stateroom)
 
(Nielson in his stateroom)
 
(Inside Chan's cabin)
 
(On deck silhouette seen in window)
 
(A gunshot is followed by a scuffle on deck)

(Inside Chan's cabin)
 
CHAN:
Too bad - my best suit -
Mr. Maynard!
 
CAPTAIN:
Maynard?  I thought his name was Ross.
 
CHAN:
No.  Jim Maynard.
See, hear, and - win!
Your warning, Mr. Maynard.
Very useful!
 
DICK:
How about the key, Mr. Chan?
 
CHAN:
Ah - thank you, so much.
 
ROSS:
Never mind!
It's in my right vest pocket.
Very well - you've got me.
I'm sorry for Mr. Potter, but not for the other two.
They got what they deserved.
But, will you tell me something?
 
CHAN:
If I may.
 
ROSS:
Where did I slip up?
How did you recognize me?
 
CHAN:
I wasn't sure - until just now.
 
ROSS:
You weren't?
 
CHAN:
Oh, I wrote everybody the same letter.
But you are only one who came here to shoot my best suit.
 
CAPTAIN:
What do you want to do with him?

CHAN:
Take charge, please, until I get back.
 
MAX (to Chan):
Shake, Chinaman!
We'll see you in Chicago!
 
MAX (to Ross):
So, Ross -
I thought you were smarter than to let that Chinese get you!
The best thing you can do now -
is get yourself a good shyster!

(At door to the wireless room)
 
CHAN (dictating to wireless operator):
Honorable Inspector Duff -
Kindly providence has sprinkled your contemptible substitute
with shower of luck - Ross is under arrest.
 
CHAN (to Ellen):
Am sending a cable to Inspector Duff -
Would you like to tell him anything?
 
ELLEN:
Yes - tell him -
 
DICK:
Yes - tell him that -
 
CHAN:
- Miss Potter and Mr. Kennaway have decided to become one -
for now -
 
ELLEN:
Oh, Mr. Chan!
 
INSERT TITLE:
THE END.

 
 

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