CHARLIE CHAN'S GREATEST CASE
CHARLIE CHAN'S GREATEST CASE
REVISED FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT
Dated: July 7, 1933
PRODUCER: SOL M. WURTZEL
DIRECTOR: HAMILTON MACFADDEN
SCREENPLAY: LESTER COLE & MARION ORTH
PHOTOGRAPHY: ERNEST PALMER
EDITOR: ALEX TROFFEY
MUSICAL DIRECTION: SAMUEL KAYLIN
SOUND: GEORGE LEVERETT
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Charlie Chan: WARNER OLAND
Carlotta Egan: HEATHER ANGEL
John Quincy Winterslip:
Harry Jennison: WALTER BYRON
T. M. Brade: IVAN SIMPSON
Barbara Winterslip: VIRGINIA
Captain Hallett: FRANCES FORD
Dan Winterslip: ROBERT WARWICK
Amos Winterslip: FRANK MCGLYNN
Minerva Winterslip: CLARA BLANDICK
Captain Arthur Temple Cope: CLAUDE KING
James Egan: WILLIAM STACK
The beachcomber: ROGER IMHOFF
Arlene Compton: GLORIA ROY
Steve Leatherbee: CORNELIUS KEEFE
Opening titles. One or two atmospheric shots of Honolulu, the Royal Hawaiian, boys on their surf boards,
SCENE 1 -- Omitted.
CLOSE SHOT ON A DRAWN VENETIAN BLIND on the outside of a veranda.
Behind this blind we hear the voice of a man raised angrily.
MAN'S VOICE: I've lived through thirty years of watching you besmirch the name of
Winterslip with sinful deeds, but this is more than I'll put up with.
SECOND VOICE: (Lightly) Have
a drink, Amos.
DISSOLVE THROUGH BLIND INTO:
INTERIOR DAN'S VERANDA
It is luxuriously furnished in attractive
wicker furnishings and looks as if it were the general living quarters of the household. On a table is a framed photograph
of Dan's younger daughter, Barbara. Discovered are Dan and Amos Winterslip, both men are in their early fifties, both dressed
in white linen. Amos of stiff sanctimonious appearance, Dan just the opposite. Amos holds a newspaper and shakes it in Dan's
AMOS: When such disgraceful actions become the property of scandal columns, it's time something was done about it.
Amos indicates a particular item in the newspaper which has aroused his indignation. Dan takes the paper from him calmly
and looks at it.
INSERT OF PICTURE IN NEWSPAPER OF ARLENE COMPTON.
LAP DISSOLVE TO:
NEWSPAPER ARTICLE ACCOMPANYING PICTURE which reads:
DAN'S VOICE: (Reads article aloud) "Having become accustomed
to expect about anything from Dan Winterslip, one of the Island's wealthiest and most colorful characters, we are prepared
to accept with calm, an announcement of his marriage any day now to Arline Compton, picturesque widow."
Dan reads the article and smiles provokingly, and puts paper down.
DAN: Tse. Tse. Imagine spelling her name wrong.
by his manner) It isn't bad enough that everyone knows of your shady methods of the last thirty years. This trafficking
with a woman of this type is a disgrace to the name of Winterslip. Who is she? You know what they say?
Dan is beginning to burn but he compels himself to speak calmly.
DAN: No, Amos, what do they say?
AMOS: (Virtually triumphant)
That her husband's plane crash was not an accident. He committed suicide. Because of her! (With disgust)
Flaunting around town the jewelry and flashy clothes you gave her. (He points to the picture of Barbara)
INSERT OF BARBARA'S PICTURE.
We hear Amos' voice coming over insert.
AMOS' VOICE: What will your daughter say when she comes back from San Francisco?
Dan looks thoughtfully at the picture, rises and taking Amos' arm, leads him to the screen
door at the end of the veranda.
SHOOTING THROUGH SCREEN, we see a white picket fence in the background
with Amos and Dan in foreground. Dan points toward this fence.
DAN: Now, look here, Amos. For thirty years you've lived on the other side of that fence, snooping around, watching my
activities and condemning me in your righteous heart. You've refused to speak to me, denied me as a brother. You've cursed
me and prayed to God to strike me dead for my sins. And now you dare come over here and tell me how to live my life.
CLOSE SHOT AT DOORWAY TO DINING ROOM.
Koahla, man-servant, discovered eavesdropping on Amos and Dan. Dan's
voice is heard.
DAN'S VOICE: (Quietly) Get out of here, Amos, before I forget
you are my brother.
AMOS: You'll pay for this. You may have prospered in this life with your shady methods, but in the life to come, you'll
Amos jerks open the screen door, stalks out slamming the door after him. Amos exits.
Dan has crossed to the table and is pouring himself a drink.
EXTERIOR DAN'S GARDEN
down the garden path, turns a heavily shrubbed corner and bumps into Minerva, very nearly knocking her down.
MINERVA: (Catching her breath) Well! You're in enough hurry
to be going to a prayer meeting.
AMOS: (Furiously) Perhaps if you went and prayed for your
brother, Dan, it wouldn't do any harm.
MINERVA: (Amused) He's your brother, too. Why don't
you try it!
AMOS: If something isn't done to stop him from going through with that affair, no Winterslip will ever
be able to hold his head up again. (Furiously) I'd see him dead rather than married to that woman.
With that, Amos goes on his way. Minerva looks after him and then starts for the house.
Dan has finished mixing his drink as Minerva enters.
DAN: Hello, Minerva. There's some mail for you.
He indicates a packet of mail on the table. Minerva crossed toward it, talking as she walks.
Off-stage phone rings
twice and stops.
MINERVA: What happened between you and Amos? I heard you shouting all the way down
at the beach.
DAN: (Chuckling) My most righteous brother finally broke his thirty years
silence to rebuke me, and assure me the Lord was about to strike me dead for my sins. (He shrugs)
Just a Puritan touched by the sun. Have a drink?
MINERVA: (Starting to read letter) Make
it man-sized, I'm parched.
Dan begins to prepare a huge scotch and soda for Minerva. Koahla, the native boy, enters.
KOAHLA: Mr. Egan of Reef and Palm Hotel on telephone again.
(Shortly) I have told you a dozen times I don't want to talk to him.
KOAHLA: Yes, sir.
Koahla leaves and Dan hands Minerva her drink.
MINERVA: Thanks Dan.
She takes a long swallow of the scotch.
(Referring to letter) Well, they're sending a policeman for me.
DAN: A policeman?
MINERVA: (Smiles) Worse than that.
I could handle a policeman. They're sending John Quincy Winterslip, one of Boston's best.
Dan settles down into an easy chair and picks up the newspaper Amos has left.
DAN: What's he to me?
DAN: I don't understand why
they have to send him for you. Aren't you able to take care of yourself?
MINERVA: He's the only available male in
the family. I've written to them that I'm enjoying myself, and that's more than they can tolerate.
I suppose he'll stop with our brother, Roger, in San Francisco. Why don't you wire him there and tell him to make
his home with us when he gets here?
MINERVA: (Laughs) You don't know what you're letting
yourself in for, Dan. John Quincy is just like Amos thirty years ago without the touch of sun.
Dan, beginning to look over the newspaper, chuckles. Minerva seats herself and enjoys her drink. Suddenly, Dan sees something
in the paper which appears to upset him. His expression changes.
DAN: (Harshly) Koahla!
He throws the newspaper aside, rises and crosses impatiently to the door, meeting the house-boy as he appears there.
DAN: (To Koahla) Is the car outside?
Dan picks up his hat from a peg on the wall and starts for the screen door where he turns and looks back at Minerva.
DAN: I'm going down to the cable office. I'll be back in time for lunch.
Under the pretext of tidying room, Koahla picks up paper and exits.
DAN'S HOUSE - ANOTHER ROOM
enters with paper in stealthy manner. He reads the article which Dan has folded uppermost, with great interest.
INSERT: FOLDED NEWSPAPER -
"T.M. BRADE DUE
Next week, from India, comes T.M. Brade, retired British Civil Servant. This is his first visit of the Islands, and is the
gratification of a life-long desire."
INTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE
This information seems to mean something to Koahla. He tears the item out of the paper
Kamaikui, coming down hall, calls -
KOAHLA hears the call. He quickly slips the torn bit of paper into his pocket and, to avoid seeing Kamaikui
at this moment, nimbly slips over the window sill, drops to the ground and runs madly down the beach.
CLOSEUP ON LIFE PRESERVER attached to the railing on a ferry boat. Inscribed
on it is:
"TAMALPAIS, OAKLAND - SAN FRANCISCO"
In the background we have a process shot of the bay and the San Francisco sky line.
DECK OF FERRY - BOAT IN MOTION.
Same process shot in background. Colored porter loaded with eight pieces of elaborate
pigskin luggage which include a set of golf clubs and a hat box, comes into the scene. As the porter, exhausted, sets them
down, we notice that they are initialed "J.Q.W." and labeled "Boston." The porter wipes his brow and turns
grinning as John Quincy, a young man of twenty-eight, or so, immaculately clad and formal with cane and gloves, comes into
the scene. He tips the porter.
PORTER: Thank you, sir. First trip out here?
John nods briefly as if wishing to dismiss the man.
Some place, California, sir.
JOHN: Yes, quite, thank you.
The porter goes on his way. John leans against the rail looking out and frowning. It is a misty day. A hearty, middle-aged
man standing there observes John's impressive luggage.
MAN: First trip out this way?
JOHN: (Coldly) Mm.
MAN: (Not at all daunted) Too bad it's so foggy. Unusual. As a rule this is the most beautiful
view in the world.
JOHN: (Coldly polite) Is that so?
MAN: Yes. Why, we have...
(Bitingly) How fascinating.
The man realizes that John does not intend to respond to his cordial efforts. He shrugs and moves away. John sighs with
relief and gazes out over the water. A second man comes over to him, notices the luggage and then says:
SECOND MAN: Got a match, stranger?
John turns and observes him with restrained patience.
JOHN: No, sorry.
SECOND MAN: First trip out this way?
(Controlling a sigh) Yes.
SECOND MAN: Great country. Too bad about the fog today. Unusual. Most of
the time you can see the Golden Gate and Mount Tamalpais. Great sight. Ever see Mount Tamalpais?
MAN: Ha, ha. Of course not. Forgot you said you were never here before. Too bad it's foggy.
cold, measured tones) I like the fog, do you mind terribly?
SECOND MAN: (Gasping with astonishment)
The second man walks away. John grits his teeth and turns back to his survey of the water, standing with his back full to
the camera. Now Carlotta enters the scene and drops her heavy bag with relief.
CLOSEUP OF JOHN as he
hears the bag drop. His expression is one of extreme annoyance. Anticipating the questions, he decides to nip them in the
bud and without looking around starts talking.
JOHN: (Wearily) Yes, it's my first trip out here. It's too
bad it's foggy or I'd see the Golden Gate and Mount Tamalpais and I haven't got a match.
MEDIUM CLOSE SHOT - ANOTHER ANGLE
For a moment Carlotta looks at him in astonishment. Then she decides it
must be a game and why shouldn't she play it too? Thrusting her hand in front of her coat, Napoleon-wise, and dropping her
chin on her chest, she assumes a deep bass voice.
CARLOTTA: I would have conquered the world, and Wellington, too, if it hadn't been for Fouche.
John turns in astonishment to find Carlotta beside him.
CARLOTTA: (Continues the game. Very confidently) I'm Napoleon.
Who are you?
John continues to stare at her without answering.
CARLOTTA: (In profound sympathy) Haven't you really got
She opens her purse and hands him a packet. Dumbfounded he takes them without being aware of the fact that he's done so.
CARLOTTA: Don't tell me that you haven't a cigarette either?
She opens her case and offers John a cigarette. John quickly hands her back the matches.
JOHN: I'm terribly sorry. I suppose it must have sounded quite crazy. I beg your pardon.
CARLOTTA: That's all
She turns away smiling.
JOHN: (Annoyed by the smile) I'm not crazy really!
Carlotta hastens to assure him.
CARLOTTA: All right, all right.
As if she is just a bit frightened, she starts to move away. John pursues her a step, detaining her.
JOHN: Now, look here. I suppose you think I really am. And the more I insist I'm not,
the more you'll think I am.
CARLOTTA: (Anxious to get away) Honestly, I promise you never
to think about it. May I go now?
JOHN: But you are thinking it, I know. I'm afraid I became a bit annoyed by the hearty
cordiality of these people. Everyone felt obligated to assure me that this fog was unusual, and that this was really a beautiful
place. I was only trying to beat the next nuisance to it.
CARLOTTA: (Stiffly) Oh, I see.
She turns to move away.
JOHN: (Hastily) No, really! I didn't mean...
I must say your manner of entering a flirtation is hardly alluring.
JOHN: (Hastily assuring her)
But I'm not trying to enter a flirtation.
CARLOTTA: (Pretending disappointment) Oh,
then I've been wasting all this time hoping...
JOHN: (It suddenly dawns on him) I say, are
you trying to make a fool of me?
Carlotta smiles as if to say, "God's already done that." Then she turns and surveys his luggage.
CARLOTTA: Where are you bound for, stranger?
Carlotta touches his hat box.
CARLOTTA: What's in here...a high hat?
JOHN: (Formally) Naturally.
CARLOTTA: (Laughs) A high hat in Hawaii. Why you'll be taken for a missionary.
John looks chagrined.
(With mock apology) Oh, I'm sorry. It never occurred to me. Perhaps you are
John looks coldly at her and then, bending over his luggage, he deliberately picks up the box and throws it overboard.
JOHN: Do you feel better?
Carlotta turns, concealing a smile, and sees -
STOCK SHOT - FERRY SLIP
CLOSE SHOT -
CARLOTTA: Oh, we're coming in -
She picks up her bag and starts off. John hurriedly begins to gather up his luggage, eager to go with her.
JOHN: I say, why can't we go....I mean if you'll wait...that I'd like to...
Carlotta continues on her way, looks back smiling over her shoulder and calls a warning.
CARLOTTA: Don't go native over there.
John, anxious to follow the girl, struggles with his luggage, picking up one piece and dropping another. Finally he becomes
exasperated, looks at the luggage helplessly and mad through and through and shouts for help.
While waiting for the porter, he begins to stack up the bags in as good order as possible. The porter comes running to him
grinning and takes charge of the luggage, noticing as he does so, the Boston labels.
PORTER: Yassuh. First trip out this way, sir? Too bad about the fog -
This is the final straw for John, who looks as if he could curse with rage. Then his sense
of humor gets the best of the situation. He laughs, as we
SAN FRANCISCO STREET - NIGHT. An establishing shot.
ANOTHER STREET. RESIDENCE
DISTRICT. NIGHT. CLOSE SHOT ROGER WINTERSLIP'S CAR as chauffeur opens the door and John and Roger get out. John looks at the
house with obvious distaste.
ACROSS STREET, MYSTERIOUS FIGURE LURKING IN SHADOWS, WATCHING.
EXTERIOR DAN WINTERSLIP'S SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE. CAMERA PANS UPWARD as John would see it, showing a three story house,
with windows boarded up, and a general air of desertion.
EXTERIOR DAN'S SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE. ROGER AND
JOHN: (Protesting) Now look here, Uncle Roger. I demand
an explanation of all this mystery. I'm hardly off the ferry before you whisk me into your car, speed to your house, rush
through dinner without even a chance to wash up, and then dash out here. It's preposterous.
Practically everything your Uncle Dan does is preposterous, my boy.
He takes him by the arm and leads him up the stairs. CAMERA TRUCKS ALONG with them.
Take this house, for instance. He comes over here perhaps for two months a year, yet he goes to all the trouble of bringing
all his servants with him, and opening the place. You'd think a hotel would do, but not for Dan.
By this time they have arrived at the door.
ACROSS THE STREET we see a stealthy figure lurking in the
shadows, watching Roger and John.
He sees them go into the house.
INTERIOR DAN'S SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE - HALL AND STAIRWAY
Roger takes flashlight from his pocket, and as the pale
light travels about we see the furniture swathed in ghostly linen covers, and the broad stairway leading up.
JOHN: (Firmly) I'm sorry, Uncle Roger, but I refuse to go
another step unless I know what this is all about.
ROGER: All right, my boy. Here you are. Orders from Dan.
Roger takes Dan's cable from his pocket, hands it to John Quincy, and turns the flashlight on it for him to read.
INSERT OF CABLE:
1438 MONROE ST.,
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIF.
WHEN NEPHEW ARRIVES TAKE
HIM TO MY HOUSE. IN OLD
TRUNK IN ATTIC WILL BE FOUND
SMALL STRONG BOX MARKED
T.M.B. HAVE HIM THROW IT
OVERBOARD INTO PACIFIC ON
WAY TO HAWAII
INTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE
JOHN: (Looking up impatiently) But it all seems so ridiculous.
If I understand it, I'm supposed to get this box of his and on the boat going over, drop it into the ocean. Is that right?
JOHN: (Exasperated) Well, then, it's nonsensical. Evidently it
is of no value. Then why isn't it just as well off here as it is at the bottom of the Pacific?
Roger takes John by the arm with friendly force, and starts him up the stairs.
ROGER: Because that's the way Dan wants it, my boy, and it's always wise to accommodate Dan.
A faint ray comes through a window high in a gable. We can just discern the movement of a shadowy
figure, crossing the center of the room.
Then we hear Roger and John coming up the stairs, the light of the flash
preceding them. The next moment they appear.
ROGER: I guess that's the trunk over there.
As Roger flashes the light on the trunk, the flashlight is suddenly struck from his hand. He shouts. John finds himself
struggling with an unseen assailant. Roger joins in the scrap and the flashlight rolling crazily across the floor, throws
weird circles of light on the struggle. Finding himself outnumbered, the mysterious stranger makes a break for the stairway.
We can hear his feet pattering on the steps as he runs down. Roger picks up the flash and turns it upon John who is starting
after the intruder.
JOHN: (Excitedly) Let's get him!
Roger has now turned the flash on the trunk which we see is opened, and is bending over it with the flashlight shining on
ROGER: If he's after what we're after, he didn't get it.
John comes to the trunk and looks into it.
INSERT OF BOX IN TRUNK
Plainly marked are the initials,
JOHN'S VOICE: Aren't you going to notify the police?
ROGER'S VOICE: (Slowly
- impressively) No. Dan never takes up any of his affairs with the police authorities.
Roger lifts the box out of trunk and John looks at it
INSERT: PORTION OF THE BOX SHOWING "T.M.B."
JOHN: I wonder what's in it?
ROGER: Part of Dan's past probably.
Roger turns the flash on John and sees a slight gash on his cheek.
ROGER: Are you hurt?
JOHN: Not fatally.
the trunk) Good. Let's get out of here.
They cross to the stairway and start down.
SECOND FLOOR STAIRWAY
As Roger and John come down, Roger
lighting the way with the flashlight.
ROGER: The evening's still young. Perhaps we can find a gay spot. What would you like to do?
The CAMERA TRUCKS BACKWARD ALONG the hall as John and Roger cross to the staircase, leading down to the first floor.
JOHN: Frankly, take the next train for Boston.
INTERIOR OF LOWER HALL SHOOTING UP THE STAIRCASE
As John and Roger start down.
ROGER: (Laughs) Don't let a little thing like this worry
you, John. Back in your Uncle Dan's day, survival was a question of who was fastest with his fists, gun or knife, as the situation
By this time they are down the stairs and the CAMERA TRUCKS with them to the street door as John replies.
JOHN: (Dryly) How thrilling. I still prefer the next train
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE ACROSS STREET, watching.
The two men come out and
Roger locks the door. The CAMERA TRUCKS with them as they cross to the car.
ROGER: (With cordial severity) Young man, you're my guest
for two days. I'm going to show you this man's town and make you like it.
By this time they have arrived at the car. As they get in -
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE watching them out of
scene, and starting as if to follow.
QUICK FADE OUT AND INTO:
INTERIOR NIGHT CLUB
through archway into supper room, dance number is being played and the dance floor in the center of the room is crowded.
Roger and John enter from the left and stop in the archway. They are met by the Captain, who greets them, and leads them
CUT TO NEARBY TABLE
Cope, a man of about fifty, of military bearing, is seated with a man
friend. They are looking in the direction taken by Roger and John.
COPE: Who's that?
MAN: Roger Winterslip.
COPE: I thought his face
was familiar. Dan's brother, eh?
MAN: That's right, you knew Dan well in the old days. I suppose you'll be seeing
him when you get to Hawaii.
COPE: (Angrily) Not if I can help it. Hanging is too good for
Dan Winterslip. And I might be tempted to ---- (Catches himself and forces a laugh) I guess Hawaii's
big enough for the two of us.
Cope offers the man a cigarette from his case.
MAN: Oh yes, I remember now. You were once engaged to his sister, Minerva.
(Bitterly) We would have been married today if Dan hadn't interfered.
EDGE OF DANCE FLOOR - TRUCKING
Roger and John are skirting the dance floor. Suddenly, from the dance floor
a woman's hand reaches into the scene, seizing Roger's shoulder. THE CAMERA STOPS with Roger and John and then we see that
it is Barbara who has detained Roger. Harry Jennison, a good-looking young chap in his middle thirties, is her dancing partner.
As he sees Barbara, Roger's face lights up.
ROGER: Barbara! You little devil. Why didn't you let me know you were in town?
He shakes hands with Jennison.
BARBARA: (Indicating Jennison) His fault. Our table's over
there... (Indicating table further along)
As Barbara speaks, she and Jennison are bumped into by a passing couple on the crowded dance floor. Barbara and Jennison
resume dancing as Barbara calls over Jennison's shoulder.
BARBARA: Join us?
Roger and John arrive at the table which is on the edge of the dance floor. As they are
seating themselves, Roger says:
ROGER: And that, my boy, is your cousin, Dan's daughter. You'll probably be sailing on the same boat.
She's very attractive. Who's the man?
ROGER: Harry Jennison. Another Islander - been Dan's lawyer for years.
As Roger speaks a waiter comes to the table, handing both men menus.
NIGHT CLUB - CLOSEUP AT TELEPHONE
Cope is speaking into mouthpiece.
COPE: Hello, Anchor Steamship Company? -- This is Captain Cope. (Impatiently
and slowly) Captain Arthur Temple Cope...I've changed my mind about the 'President Tyler.' I can't wait two days
- (Waits) The 'Matsonia' or the Australian boat? Tomorrow at noon? Very well, the Australian boat.
Cope hangs up and turns from the phone.
The dance number is over and Barbara and
Jennison come back to the table. John and Roger rise and Roger says:
ROGER: You weren't going to sail without coming to see me, I hope?
He turns to John.
I want you to meet your cousin, John Quincy Winterslip - he's going to the Islands to bring your Aunt Minerva home.
How do you do?
During this Roger and Harry are shaking hands and ad libbing "Glad to meet you," etc.
ROGER: Oh, John - this is Mr. Jennison.
The men shake hands and murmur a friendly greeting. The music starts up again for the second half of the dance, and Barbara,
full of animation, turns to John.
BARBARA: Want to finish the dance, John Quincy?
- formally) Thank you - (Turns to the men) Will you excuse us?
ROGER: Go ahead,
John and Barbara step to the dance floor. The CAMERA TRUCKS ALONG with them as they dance. Barbara looks up teasingly into
John's serious face.
BARBARA: You look as if you missed something. Should we have kissed?
(Flustered) Oh, really....
BARBARA: What do cousins do in Boston?
trying to joke) Er -- rub noses, I believe.
BARBARA: What fun.
She stretches up and manages to rub his nose, much to his embarrassment. However, he evidently has liked it. She moves closer
to him in dance positions and then the CAMERA STOPS, allowing them to dance away and lose themselves amongst the other couples,
LONG SHOT SHIP AT SEA - NIGHT
EXTERIOR BRIDGE OF SHIP
Barbara and Jennison are talking with the Captain.
While they are
talking, Higgins, a passenger, joins them unobserved.
BARBARA: Captain Shane, what are the chances of beating the 'Matsonia' in?
(Smiles) Young lady, that would mean a whole day ahead of schedule. What's your hurry?
Oh, just an idea.
JENNISON: (Indulgently) Some of her school friends sailed yesterday on
the 'Matsonia.' I expect she'd like to beat them. (Turns to Barbara) Isn't that it?
Barbara laughs. Higgins moves into the group.
HIGGINS: Would it be possible, Captain? I'd like to get in a day ahead myself.
They all turn and see Higgins.
CAPTAIN: Oh, good evening, Mr. Higgins.
Barbara and Jennison nod.
HIGGINS: Good evening. (To Captain) In fact, I'd give a
thousand dollars to the Seaman's Fund if you could make it.
BARBARA: There you are, Captain.
The Captain looks a bit reluctant.
JENNISON: (Tempting him) You know that Japanese ship's record
still stands. With this good weather, you have a chance to beat it.
BARBARA: (Coaxingly, snuggling up
to him) Oh, please, Captain Shane.
CAPTAIN: Now, don't try any of your wiles on me, young lady.
(And with that he encircles her with his arm, holding her as he talks to Higgins) Such an offer, Mr. Higgins,
is a great inducement, I'll try.
BARBARA: Oh, you darling! (She kisses him)
But I warn you, if we don't make it by five o'clock the evening before, we'll have to lie outside the harbor overnight.
But we will make it, I know.
CAPTAIN: (Gives instructions) Full speed ahead.
CLOSEUP INSTRUMENT as it advances to full speed.
INSTRUMENT ROOM BERKELEY AND OFFICER
OFFICER: (Looking at his instrument) The old man's giving
her the works. Probably out to beat the record.
BERKELEY: (Interested) If it brings us in
a day earlier, it will suit me right down to the ground.
INTERIOR JOHN'S CABIN
He is unpacking a bag, getting to the box, which he takes halfway out of the bag, when
there is a knock at the door. He replaces it.
JOHN: Come in.
The Reverend Frank Upton enters. A missionary type, ascetic, austere.
UPTON: (With deep pompous tones) You're Mr. Winterslip?
UPTON: My name is Upton. Reverend Frank Upton, Missionary.
(Severely) I noticed your name on the passenger list. Young man, you aren't by any misfortune related to
Dan Winterslip, are you?
JOHN: He is my uncle.
UPTON: Indeed! I knew him forty years ago. I hope since then
he's become an upright, god fearing, respectable man.
JOHN: What was he when you knew him...a horse thief?
Good gracious, no. There aren't any horses in the South Seas.
JOHN: How unfortunate. How did he amuse himself?
(Sternly) He was a Blackbirder.
John has uncovered the strong box. We hear Upton's voice coming into the scene.
UPTON'S VOICE: I met him when he was first mate on the 'Maid of Shiloh,' a blackbirding ship, owned by a man named Brade,
Thomas Michael Brade.
John looks sharply in direction of box.
INSERT OF BOX
Showing the initials "T.M.B."
John instantly covers the box and closes the bag, while Upton continues:
UPTON: Brade died when they were in port, at the Apiang Islands. Dan brought him ashore
and buried him.
JOHN: (Absently, looking toward the box) How amusing.
(Astonished) Amusing, sir!
JOHN: (Hastily) I beg your pardon. I was thinking
of the dinner you're missing. The food's really excellent on these boats.
UPTON: (Sighs righteously)
There's too much thought of food for the body, and not enough thought of food for the soul. Now, if human beings would only
consider that their lives ----
John sees that Upton is about to launch forth with a sermon and eases him toward the door.
JOHN: You may be right, sir. Eating is probably just a bad habit. But the roast young
duck is really delicious.
UPTON: (Smacking his lips) Roast young duck? My favorite. Will
you join me, sir?
JOHN: Thanks, but I've already eaten.
UPTON: Of course! (He is now in a hurry)
See you again. (He closes the door)
JOHN: (To closed door)
Not if I see you first.
John moves quickly to the bag, and removes the box. With he box under his arm, he comes to the door, opens it, looks up and
down the deck. Satisfied, he exits.
It appears deserted as John
makes his way to the stern. We see a figure leap from the shadows, snatch the box from John's upraised arms as he is about
to heave it overboard. The figure whirls John around and trips him, making him sit down suddenly and disappears again into
John, astonished at this turn of events, which comes so quickly, turns, and cannot make up his mind
for a moment what to do.
John running, rounds a corner of he deck. He stops suddenly
EXTERIOR DECK - CLOSE SHOT
From John's angle. Upton, the missionary, carrying a black
box, enters a cabin.
EXTERIOR DECK - MEDIUM SHOT
John starts rapidly toward Upton's cabin, the CAMERA
FOLLOWING HIM. He reaches a porthole opening on the cabin and looks in.
INTERIOR UPTON'S CABIN - MEDIUM
Shot through porthole. Upton has his back to the CAMERA. On a dresser near the porthole is the box.
EXTERIOR DECK - CLOSE SHOT
John reaches his hand in the porthole and grabs he box.
DECK - MEDIUM SHOT
Hugging the box to him, John starts down the deck, the CAMERA following him. As he passes, the CAMERA
moves in for a CLOSE SHOT. John looks at the box and discovers that it is a graflex camera. He looks around. Seeing that
he is unobserved, he drops the camera on a deck chair and starts back toward Upton's cabin.
DECK - MEDIUM SHOT - REVERSE ANGLE
As John starts away from the deck chair, two young people appear from around a passageway.
They see the graflex, note John and pick the graflex up, starting after him.
EXTERIOR DECK - CLOSE
As John reaches the door of Upton's cabin, it opens and Upton, agitated, comes out. He halts John.
UPTON: Have you seen anyone around here in the last few minutes?
JOHN: Why - no.
UPTON: Someone has
just stolen my camera.
The two people who picked up the graflex enter. The man addresses John.
MAN: Pardon me - you left your camera back there.
He hands the graflex to John and they continue on. Upton glares at John.
He snatches the graflex away.
You are a true Winterslip, sir!
He slams into the cabin. John continues on his way. He then starts running in the direction he believes is taken by the
DECK FARTHER ALONG
Barbara and Jennison, in the partial shadow of a lifeboat, locked in passionate
Into the foreground walks John. He is about to walk right to where the couple is embraced, when they see
him and stop short. They turn toward CAMERA.
John looks surprised, and then thoughtful, as he exits from scene.
Now the CAMERA ROLLS UP CLOSE to Barbara and Jennison.
Barbara and Jennison as they slip from
JENNISON: Will you marry me? As soon as we arrive?
BARBARA: Yes, Harry.
I - I was almost afraid to ask you.
BARBARA: I was almost afraid you weren't going to. (Happily)
I'm going to send a wireless to Dad. Come on.
JENNISON: Why not wait until we get in, and surprise him?
I'd rather have him know now, so that he can have time to arrange a party for me. (She kisses him swiftly)
She takes his hand, pulls him along. He follows reluctantly.
Barbara and Jennison are reading message she has finished writing.
AM ENGAGED TO HARRY JENNISON
DELERIOUSLY HAPPY HOW ABOUT
BIG PARTY TO WELCOME US AND
GIVE PATERNAL BLESSING LOVE
INTERIOR WIRELESS ROOM
Barbara hands it to the operator, who smiles.
EXTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Dan's car waits in driveway. We see a shadowy figure lurking.
Back of a clump of bushes, evidently lying in wait for Dan. Dan comes from the house and is about to step into his car
when this figure steps out onto the driveway and we see that he is a rather seedy looking Englishman, tall, wiry, about forty-five
years of age. He steps close to Dan.
MAN: (Taking hold of Dan's arm) Mr. Winterslip.
(Looks at the man and draws his arm away roughly) What is it?
MAN: I don't suppose you remember me.
DAN: Oh...you run the Reef and Palm Hotel. What do you want?
EGAN: Twenty years ago I was a bank
teller in Sydney, Australia. We met there.
DAN: (Brusquely) You're mistaken.
(Darkly, positively) Oh, no, I'm not. (With foreboding menace) T.M. Brade is in
town! I suppose you never heard of him?
DAN: (Angrily) No.
harshly) He's stopping at my hotel. It might be a good idea to give me a few moments privately with you before
he comes to see you.
DAN: (Almost shouting in his anger) Now, look here. I don't know what
you're talking about, and if I catch you skulking around on these grounds again, I'll have you arrested.
Dan gets into his car and the car starts to move.
EGAN: (Half to himself) You'll see me.
INTERIOR ARLENE COMPTON'S BEACH HOME
It is attractively shabby. Arlene is a faded
bleached blond past thirty, who might once have been beautiful. A victrola is playing. Steve and Arlene are dancing to the
strains of seductive Hawaiian music. There is a knock at the door. Arlene motions to Steve to duck into the other room,
which he does nonchalantly, arranging his clothes. Arlene arranges her hair, etc., and goes to the door. She opens the door.
ARLENE: Darling! I didn't expect you so early.
DAN: I can only stay a minute. Listen, Arlene, I don't want
to seem an Indian giver, but you've got to do me a big favor.
ARLENE: What is it, Dan?
DAN: I've got
to have that emerald brooch back.
It is obvious that Arlene has no intention of returning the brooch. She stalls.
ARLENE: I....er...of course, Dan. But as a matter of fact, I can't give it to you
now. It's at the jewelers having the clasp fixed.
DAN: (Harshly) Why didn't you bring it
to me to have it fixed? I told you no one should see that brooch.
ARLENE: Did you dear? I'm so sorry, I forgot.
It's vitally important that I get it back immediately. I'll give you something in place of it ---
ARLENE: All right.
I'll get it for you tomorrow. (Brightly) Oh, I know what you can get for me in exchange. Do you
remember that darling emerald necklace we saw in the arcade of the Royal Hawaiian?
DAN: It is as good as yours.
(Gratefully) Darling! (Sweetly) Don't you want to sit down, have a little drink,
and -- (The rest of her sentence is implied)
DAN: I can't. I've a business engagement that
won't wait. Goodbye.
He starts for door.
ARLENE: (Babyishly) Are you going to kiss 'ittle Arlene
He takes her in his arms and kisses her perfunctorily.
The moment he's out of that door, Arlene crosses to a chest of drawers and takes out a brooch.
of old-fashioned brooch in Arlene's hand.
INTERIOR ARLENE'S BEACH HOUSE
Arlene looks at the brooch
as if it were a valuable piece of property. The door of the bedroom opens and Steve Leatherbee, an obvious pimp type, enters
the room. He calmly takes the brooch out of her hand.
STEVE: Listen you! I'm sick of this joint, see? I gotta get back to New York and the
mob. You been playin' this mug for months, and all you got is some cheesy clothes and a phony piece o' joolry. I want cash,
quick, and plenty of it. Now get busy!
ARLENE: I'm trying my best.
STEVE: Trying ain't good enough, see? Start
ARLENE: (Coming to him coquettishly) And if I do, what happens?
do you think?
He kisses her.
ANCHOR PLUNGING INTO WATER.
DECK OF SHIP - NIGHT
The captain is met at the foot of the companionway by a group of passengers,
including John, Jennison, Barbara, Berkeley and Higgins. Conversation ad lib concerning the disappointment at failing to
arrive in time to make the harbor.
CAPTAIN: I'm sorry...I did my best, but I warned you.
A WOMAN: I don't see why...it's so silly to wait out here
for a quarantine...nobody has smallpox.
CAPTAIN: Port regulations, Madame. We dock at nine in the morning.
The crowd, disappointed, moves away, ad libbing "Too bad", "What a shame", etc. Higgins lingers behind
HIGGINS: Listen, Captain, I've got to get ashore tonight. Couldn't one of your men take me in, in a small boat?
Not a chance, Mr. Higgins, I'm sorry.
The Captain walks away. Higgins moves to the railing and gazes frowningly toward the shore.
DECK - FARTHER ALONG
BERKELEY: (Speaking to the quartermaster) Higgins seems
anxious enough to try to swim it.
QUARTERMASTER: He'd better not try it unless he's an expert. It's a good two miles.
ANOTHER PART OF DECK
Barbara, Jennison and John.
BARBARA: Dad will be disappointed. I'll bet he has a party all ready.
(To John) And after one or two of Dan Winterslip's parties, you'll never go back, John.
sure I'll return to Boston.
BARBARA: (Laughs) Aunt Minerva once said something like that,
but she traded her lorgnette for a ukelele.
EXTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE - NIGHT
The house is in darkness. An automobile rolls up to
the driveway, stops and Minerva gets out, carrying a ukelele.
MINERVA: (To occupants of car) Don't bother to come in with
me. I'm quite all right. I've had a delightful evening. Thank you.
VOICES OF A MAN AND A WOMAN: Goodnight...goodnight.
We'll go again sometime. See you soon.
MINERVA: Yes, goodnight.
The car moves away as Minerva enters the darkened house.
INTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DARK
Through wide open door we can see the veranda bright with moonlight. At first the only sign of movement is the illuminated
dial of a wrist watch moving in the shadows. Minerva enters. Instantly, the dial stops moving, then apparently the wearer
slips stealthily through some thin hangings into the dining room. Minerva gives a startled gasp and hastens from the room
by another door.
Minerva comes to servant's door and knocks very lightly.
MINERVA: (Softly) Koahla.
The native boy, fully dressed, suddenly appears behind Minerva from the darkness of the hallway.
MINERVA: (Turns to him) Someone downstairs prowling about.
They go quietly down the hall.
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM
Minerva and Koahla enter. She turns on the
MINERVA: Look in the dining room, Koahla.
Koahla obeys, but finds no one there.
Where is Mr. Dan?
KOAHLA: I think asleep.
Minerva crosses to the door leading to the veranda.
In the moonlight we can faintly
see Dan lying half off the couch, face upward, one arm hanging limp, the other twisted behind his back. Minerva raises her
hand to her mouth suppressing a scream. Koala runs to her side.
Realizing that Dan is dead, Minerva stumbles back, saying unsteadily, and grabs the back of a chair.
KOAHLA: I call police.
She goes into the living room. Koahla, after a frightened look at the murdered man, follows.
Minerva crosses to the phone.
MINERVA: (To Koahla) Bring me a drink, Koahla.
He hurries into the dining room. Minerva picks up phone.
MINERVA: The Royal Hawaiian Hotel, please. (Waits) Captain
Arthur Temple Cope, please.
Hotel operator at telephone.
OPERATOR: Captain Cope is not in.
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM
MINERVA: Not in his room?
CLOSE SHOT - Hotel operator.
OPERATOR: Shall I have him paged?
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM
Minerva looks at her watch.
INSERT OF WATCH showing the time to
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM
MINERVA: (Into phone) No, thank you.
She hangs up, then jiggles receiver.
MINERVA: Three eight seven, please. (She waits. Koahla brings her drink.
She drinks.) Amos? Is that you, Amos? This is Minerva. Come over here as quickly as possible.
Evidently Amos at the other end starts to protest. Minerva cuts him short.
Please, Amos, this is no time for nonsense... your brother is dead... murdered...
She hangs up.
INTERIOR POLICE STATION
Captain Hallett at desk, talking into
CAPTAIN HALLETT: Hello. Who? Yes? Murdered! I'll be right over.
Hallett hangs up, then jiggles receiver once or twice.
HALLETT: Get me Charlie Chan.
INTERIOR CHAN'S LIVING ROOM
The dark room is splotched with moonlight.
The telephone is ringing loudly.
NOTE: Throughout all the short scenes that follow, the telephone bell continues to
Twin beds occupied by Chan and his wife. They are waking to the sound of the
QUICK FLASHES of each of Chan's eleven children waking.
INTERIOR CHAN'S LIVING ROOM
Chan, folding dressing gown about him, enters,
followed by Mrs. Chan.
MRS. CHAN: What is the matter?
CHAN: Even wisest man cannot answer until he knows question.
Chan makes a light while he speaks. In rapid succession all the eleven children come hurrying into the room, in various stages
of undress, watching while Chan lifts the telephone receiver.
CHAN: (Into phone) Yes? Oh. Unfortunate. I shall come with
speed of wind if my dishonorable car permits. Thank you.
Chan hangs up and hastens from the room to dress. Mrs. Chan follows.
Now the children begin scurrying about. One
gets Chan's flashlight, another gets his gun from the drawer, one of the very small ones gets his coat and is nearly hidden
under it, trying to carry it. He looks like a Chinese Skippy. They all rush into the other room.
Chan is now almost dressed.
OLDEST BOY: (Handing him the gun) Don't forget to get fingerprints,
ANOTHER BOY: (Putting flashlight in his pocket) I think you ought to wear a disguise.
Through all this, Chan smiles indulgently and then begins looking about on the floor.
CHAN: Where are my shoes?
At this, into the room comes Chan's youngest, a tiny child, the shoes seem enormous.
CHAN: The smallest jewel is sometimes brightest.
He puts on his shoes while one of the boys laces them for him, pleading with Chan while he does so.
BOY: Take me along, Pop, will you? I'll be good.
You are only good when sleeping and you never sleep.
Chan is now dressed. He stands up and Mrs. Chan hands him his hat. He turns to the children clustered about him.
To bed now with much haste.
He waves the children away and they scamper off.
(Smiles) All chips off ancient block.
As he turns to go out,
FADE OUT AND INTO:
INTERIOR DAN'S LIVING ROOM
Discovering Minerva, Captain
Hallett, a policeman and a doctor. Hallett is questioning Minerva.
HALLETT: Nothing has been touched?
HALLETT: Good. All right, doctor.
Hallett motions in the direction of the veranda, and the doctor nods and exits to veranda.
HALLETT: All right. Now, from the beginning. You live here?
his brusque tone) I'm visiting.
MINERVA: (Sharply) "Hmmm"
nothing, my good man, I'm the...his sister.
The doctor appears in the doorway and calls.
DOCTOR: Captain Hallett.
Hallett crosses and both he and the doctor go to the veranda.
The doctor and Hallett are
leaning over the body of Dan.
DOCTOR: Stabbed through the heart. Not been dead an hour. And look at this (Turns
the body over so that one arm falls limply) Arm broken. This job was done by either a very powerful man or someone
well versed in the Japanese art of Jiu Jitsu.
He turns and goes back into the living room.
INTERIOR DAN'S LIVING ROOM
Minerva sits stiffly upright
in her chair and as Hallett approaches her, looks at him a little belligerently.
HALLETT: Now, let's see. What did you say your name was?
MINERVA: I didn't
say. I wasn't asked. Minerva Winterslip.
HALLETT: The doctor tells me Mr. Winterslip has been dead a very short while.
If you can give me any idea as to...
MINERVA: I can give you a very definite idea. It happened within two minutes
of fifteen past one.
HALLETT: (Stares at her) You're sure of that?
I'm sure. I got the time from the wrist watch of the person who committed the murder.
You...what! You saw him!
MINERVA: (Coldly) I didn't say that. I said I saw
his wrist watch. The dial was illuminated. And if it will be of any assistance to you, the numeral indicating the hour two,
was slightly obscured.
HALLETT: Well! You certainly had your wits about you.
MINERVA: Where else should they
Minerva rises and crosses to a window as if to draw the blind. Suddenly she bends a trifle, looking out into the garden and
MINERVA: There! In the bushes!
Without waiting for Hallett, Minerva makes a dash for the door. Hallett follows.
Minerva comes upon a crouching figure and is about to seize hold of it when the figure straightens and we
recognize the bland face of Chan. Hallett comes hastily up and exclaims:
HALLETT: Oh, Charlie. What are you doing out here?
CHAN: Like when eating orange. Start outside and work to
Chan shows him a small white object he has picked up.
Small cigarette butt in Chan's fingers.
EXTERIOR DAN'S GARDEN
MINERVA: Who is this man?
HALLETT: This is Mr. Chan, Miss Winterslip.
(Explaining to Chan) Miss Winterslip is a sister to the deceased man.
CHAN: Most unfortunate. Be
generous to accept my most unworthy condolence.
MINERVA: What has he to do with this?
HALLETT: Mr. Chan will
have charge of his case.
MINERVA: (With asperity) Charge of the case? A Chinaman!
Humbly suggest not to judge wine by barrel it is in.
MINERVA: Well, I never...I see where I'll have to send to Washington
for assistance. The idea!
CHAN: It is not easy to make fire in cold stove. Politely request cooperation for good of
all. (To Hallett) May we proceed to scene of most upsetting crime?
They all turn and start back into the house.
INTERIOR DAN'S LIVING ROOM
is evident that Chan has been questioning Minerva for some time and she shows signs of fatigue.
MINERVA: I've told you all I know about it.
CHAN: Most helpful. Thank you so much. The servants?
I'll call them.
She crosses to the thin curtains that hang from the dining room doorway. As she does so, Chan quickly crosses to the door
on the opposite side of the room and pulls it open. Both Koahla and Kamaikui have been leaning against it, crouching. They
now come into the room.
CHAN: To be found listening to what is not meant for your ears is to show that you
have something to conceal. (To Koahla) Speak! What do you know about this lowly deed?
(Surily) I go sleep early. Know nothing.
MINERVA: (Sharply) You weren't
asleep when I called you. You weren't even in your room.
KOAHLA: Went for drink water.
CHAN: More later.
(To Kamaikui) And you?
KAMAIKUI: Many people here tonight.
see. Go to bed early. But cannot sleep. Hear loud talk. First man he shout and go. Then woman and man shout and go. Everybody
come and shout and go and come back. Mr. Winterslip shout too.
CHAN: You understand what they say?
Now over the scene comes the loud, righteous voice of Amos.
AMOS' VOICE: The wages of sin are death.
INTERIOR DAN'S LIVING ROOM - ANOTHER ANGLE
They all turn quickly to find Amos standing tall and fanatic
looking in the doorway.
MINERVA: (Nervously) For goodness sakes! (To
everybody) This is Mr. Winterslip, my brother.
AMOS: (Entering the room) I
warned you as to the outcome of all this, Minerva.
Chan approaches Amos quietly as latter seats himself in the nearest chair and drops his straw hat on the floor beside him.
CHAN: You mention warning of outcome. Humbly ask you tell what you know of this.
I know one thing! You cannot live a life of sin, and hope to be rewarded in the hereafter.
CHAN: Profound wisdom,
but not helpful at present. How did you learn of crime?
AMOS: My sister called me on the phone and I notified the
CHAN: You live but short distance?
CHAN: Why did you not come right over? Were
you already in bed?
CHAN: What have you been doing since telephone call?
AMOS: I have been
praying for his soul.
MINERVA: (With asperity) That doesn't help these gentlemen either,
Amos. (Thinking) Now that I think of it, I remember a man named Egan calling on the phone a dozen
times. Dan refused to talk to him. Perhaps....
CHAN: Egan...Reef and Palm Hotel. Most helpful. Thank you so much.
Chan turns slowly away from Amos and crosses the floor as if he is thinking deeply. Suddenly his sharp eyes encounter something
on the floor. He quickly stoops.
BIG CLOSEUP of Chan's hand picking up a piece of seaweed and turning
it over once or twice, investigating it.
Chan straightens and puts the seaweed in his
pocketbook without a word, although both Minerva and Amos have observed his action with curiosity. As Minerva is about to
question him concerning it, Chan quickly diverts her by looking at his watch and saying:
CHAN: Time most rapidly flying to three o'clock. Humbly suggest we all try to get
MINERVA: (Indignantly) Sleep! With the murderer prowling about free.
Only make haste when catching flea.
MINERVA: Really, Mr. Chan.
Chan picks up his hat and crosses to the door. Turning:
CHAN: Good night. Worry not. What is to be is to be and inscrutable fates very busy arranging program.
Chan leaves. Minerva and Amos sit in silence for a long moment, and then Minerva suddenly remembering, exclaims:
MINERVA: Poor Barbara. What shall I tell her when she gets off the boat in the morning?
AMOS: (Sanctimoniously) No matter how painful, the truth is always best.
He picks up his hat, rises and starts for the door. Minerva looks after him, her brows knit. As he reaches the door, she
AMOS: (Turns) What is it?
(Slowly) What do you know about this, Amos?
Amos shows nervousness and is almost too greatly astonished:
AMOS: I? You must be mad, Minerva.
He turns hastily and leaves.
Minerva gazes after him wonderingly, then rising, starts across the room as if to turn
out the lights, when coming to the veranda she hears native voices raised in violent argument. She starts for the veranda.
KOAHLA AND KAMAKUI'S VOICES: (Vident argument in native tongue)
Kamaikui and Koahla are discovered in what amounts almost to a struggle. Kanaikui is clutching
something and Koahla is trying to wrest it from her.
MINERVA: (Coming into scene) What's going on here?
Koahla looks at her furtively and then slinks away. Kamaikui approaches Minerva holding some object in her outstretched hand.
KAMAIKUI: I find this here on porch. He try to take it.
She hands the object to Minerva who takes it and looks down at it curiously.
MINERVA: To whom does it belong?
KAMAIKUI: Many, many years, Mr. Dan have this and more just like it. Last month
he give this to woman down beach.
MINERVA: Don't mention this to anyone, Kamaikui.
MINERVA: Thank you. Good night.
Kamaikui leaves and Minerva looks down again at the object she is holding.
INSERT of Minerva's hand
holding the brooch which we last saw in Arlene Compton's possession.
VERANDA - DAY
John and Minerva. John is pacing back and forth.
JOHN: But Aunt Minerva, this is incredible.
MINERVA: It isn't incredible.
It's a horrible fact, and we've got to face it. Something must be done about it.
JOHN: The best thing we can do is
take the next boat for Boston.
MINERVA: I'm not leaving here until we get to the bottom of this. (Scornfully)
I hope you don't expect Amos to take care of it!
JOHN: He could be as helpful as you.
(Dryly) Thank you. And now, John Quincy, I'll tell you something else. (With provoking calm)
Not only am I staying, but you are too.
JOHN: (Impatiently) In heaven's name, why?
MINERVA: There's Barbara.
JOHN: But Jennison's been acquainted with all these facts. Since he and Barbara
are going to be married, he certainly will take care of her affairs.
MINERVA: All that doesn't find the murderer.
JOHN: How about that Oriental Sleuth you told me about?
MINERVA: (With scorn) A
Chinaman! Why, even the police in Boston need prodding. When I lost my little dog, Abigail, I finally had to see the police
commissioner before I got the slightest aid in recovering her. (Triumphantly) But they found her!
And that's what I want you to do. Accompany this Mr. Chan, and keep him from falling asleep under palm trees.
JOHN: (Sighs) Where do I find the Honorable Mr. Chan?
Dozing at his desk in the police station, I'm sure.
JOHN: (Dryly) Hail, the new detective!
John picks up his hat and leaves.
INTERIOR BARBARA'S ROOM
The door is partly open. Her luggage
still unpacked is in the room. Barbara, wearing the clothes she has arrived in that morning, reclines on a chaise longue,
weeping brokenly. Jennison, very tender and solicitous, is with her.
BARBARA: But I can't understand it, Harry. You know Daddy doesn't have an enemy in
JENNISON: He shouldn't have had. He was one of the finest men I ever knew.
Uncle Amos! He always hated Dad! Oh, no! I can't believe that!
Jennison bends over her, taking her hand and kissing it gently.
JENNISON: Please don't, Barbara.
BARBARA: (Controlling herself)
It's so good to have you, Harry. You'll take care of everything?
JENNISON: Of course, dear.
There is a light knock on the partly opened door and Minerva enters with a cup of hot coffee for Barbara. As she crosses
the room, Minerva says:
MINERVA: I want you to drink this, child.
to leave) I've got to go now, Barbara. Try and get some rest, won't you?
Barbara makes a pathetic attempt to smile bravely.
BARBARA: I'll try.
Jennison kisses her on the forehead.
JENNISON: I'll be back soon.
Barbara clings to Minerva who sets the coffee down and puts her arms around the girl.
MINERVA: There, there, dear.
EXTERIOR DAN'S DRIVEWAY
Jennison's roadster is parked here. Jennison comes from the house. At the same
time Amos is walking along driveway on his way to the house. They meet at the car.
AMOS: Ah, I was wanting a word with you.
AMOS: I feel
it is my duty to take a hand in my brother's affairs....go over his private papers, in fact.
Barbara has asked me to attend to all that, Mr. Winterslip.
AMOS: (Raising his voice) I
am the logical one, I should think.
JENNISON: (Crisply) After all, I am his attorney.
That is exactly why I make my request. Perhaps I know more about your association with my brother than you think.
The two men look at each other with repressed antagonism, each showing a certain wariness. Jennison shrugs.
JENNISON: Very well. Would this evening suit you?
AMOS: Right now would be even better.
I'm sorry. I have some other business to attend to now and I promised to spend the remainder of the day with Barbara.
AMOS: Very well, then, this evening.
Jennison glares after him, gets in his car and drives off.
Amos continues on into the house.
Chan is seated alone at a table near the window as we see printed in reverse on the window:
"THE ALL-AMERICAN RESTAURANT"
A Japanese waiter comes to the table with a piece of pie and places it in front of Chan. Chan inspects the pie gravely and
The waiter returns.
Be kind to summon proprietor of his unworthy establishment.
WAITER: Please to state your complaints. I am also
CHAN: This sector of pie appears most unhygienic. It is my unfortunate lot to look for fingerprints
in my profession. But when they appear in pie, they are neither helpful nor tasty.
The waiter picks up the pie and exits with it. John Quincy enters the cafe, looks around, sees Chan and comes to his table.
JOHN: Mr. Chan?
CHAN: Most correct.
JOHN: They told me over at the
station that I'd find you here. I am John Quincy Winterslip.
CHAN: (Rises) Most honored.
Pray accept this unworthy chair.
JOHN: (Sitting down) I arrived on the 'President Tyler'
this morning from Boston. Dan Winterslip was my uncle.
CHAN: Most unfortunate and disagreeable homicide. It is proper
for me to infer that you wish to speak of distressing incident?
JOHN: Yes. I'd like to accompany you in your investigations.
I won't pretend that I'll be of much assistance, but I promise not to be a hindrance.
CHAN: Your desire is my great
delight. If for no other reason than your refreshing employment of extravagant English which is rare here. Most helpful to
my meager vocabulary.
JOHN: Have you formed any theory as yet regarding the crime?
CHAN: Theories like fingerprints...everybody
has them. Only facts and motives lead to murderer. (Suddenly remembering) Oh, thousand pardons!
Dry up plate of soup, perhaps?
JOHN: No, thank you.
CHAN: Then let us be on our way. We shall gather us to
Captain Hallett and make for the Reef and Palm Hotel. (Calls) Proprietor!
Chan picks up the slip on the table which is his check. The waiter comes into the scene.
CHAN: I pay most unwillingly. Anxiously await day when law considers such food major crime.
WAITER: Thank you.
Chan and John leave the restaurant.
Chan's antiquated Ford is parked at the
curb. Chan and John come into scene. Chan removes huge lock from front wheel of car. John watches him, amused.
JOHN: (Dryly looking car over) I suppose you carry insurance,
CHAN: Every kind. (With elaborate gesture) Please to enter. A most humble chariot but
always reliable like model wife.
JOHN: (Looking Ford over) Sort of Model T wife, eh?
Just so, good joke.
Chan and John get in car. Chan unlocks and works several contraptions. Chan steps on the starter, a bit nervously but when
the car responds and motor starts, he sighs with relief and they start out.
REEF AND PALM HOTEL
It is a weather-beaten frame building, part of it is extending on rickety piling out over the water.
A riotous garden surrounds it on the rear and two sides. Chan and John drive up in Chan's Ford. Behind them comes Hallett
in his car. All three get out of cars.
HALLETT: (Looking at John) Who's this?
pleasure in presenting nephew of deceased man. It is his wish to accompany us.
Well, all right, but just leave the actual business of all this to us.
JOHN: (Stiffly) I
never intended otherwise, I assure you.
They start for the dilapidated stairway leading up to the entrance of the hotel when Egan comes running down the stairs.
He is about to brush past the three men when Hallett stops him.
HALLETT: Hey, you, Jim Egan, just a minute.
HALLETT: We want a few words with you.
EGAN: I'm frightfully sorry, old man, but I have a most
pressing date and I'm late as it is. Some other time....
HALLETT: (Like a bullet) Now!
(Without raising his voice) Impossible. I've got to get down to the dock within five minutes....
Hallett seizes Egan by the arm and begins to force him back up the stairs again.
HALLETT: Inside, you.
EGAN: (Furious) Take your
hands off me, you...
HALLETT: Watch your step, Egan, I guess you know why we're here.
EGAN: I haven't the
HALLETT: I suppose you don't know that Dan Winterslip was murdered last night.
EGAN: So I
read in the morning paper. But I still don't know why you're here.
Hallett again urges Egan up the stairs.
HALLETT: You were the last person to see him alive. Now stop stalling and come inside.
The four of them mount the stairs.
INTERIOR REEF AND PALM HOTEL
There are two exits in the lobby,
which has a picturesque shabbiness. A beachcomber has slipped in when Egan went out, perhaps to get a glimpse of a newspaper
from "home". When Hallett, John, Egan and Chan enter, the beachcomber makes a hasty silent exit. Egan indicates
chairs and they all seat themselves.
EGAN: I'm certain you'll soon find you're making a big mistake...so if you will just
be as brief as possible. I have to get to the dock.
CHAN: Last night you telephone Mr. Winterslip. Wished to cancel
engagement with him. He insisted upon seeing you. You went to his house some time after eleven as he most urgently requested.
Conversation with him was exciting one. Voices were elevated. It is not quite so?
The men are all seated with their backs to the exits, engrossed in their conversation. We see the beachcomber move stealthily
past the open doorway and glance in as he passes. Then he moves away.
CHAN: Every fence has two sides. Humbly suggest you tell yours.
takes out a cigarette case and with shaking fingers lights a cigarette) I did make an appointment with Winterslip
for last night, but I changed my mind. I telephoned to tell him so but he insisted upon keeping it, so I went shortly after
HALLETT: Who let you in?
EGAN: Winterslip was waiting in the garden. We talked there for a while then
went inside. We talked a half an hour about...the...er...business that brought me. Then I left and came right home.
Your clerk... (Waving hand toward desk) ....saw you come in?
EGAN: I have no clerk.
You and Mr. Winterslip were good friends?
EGAN: In the twenty-three years I have been here, I never spoke to him until
the other morning on the telephone.
CHAN: Then you were acquainted with him previous?
Yes, slightly. So slightly that Winterslip had completely forgotten it.
CHAN: But your memory retained it
and after twenty-three years you called him on sudden business.
EGAN: I did.
CHAN: Thank you so much. And
now please what was that business?
EGAN: I can't tell you.
HALLETT: Oh, yes, you can.
HALLETT: You'd better come along with me. You'll tell it to the prosecutor.
Now Egan is angry. He crushes the cigarette he has been smoking in a tray and rises.
EGAN: Now, look here. I have told you once, my business with Winterslip was my own.
Calmly Chan leans over and picks up the cigarette stub. He gazes happily at it, then takes a small box from his pocket, opens
it, takes out the stub he found in the garden, comparing them.
Two cigarette stubs in Chan's
fingers, each bearing the name "Corsican".
CHAN'S VOICE: (Says aloud) "Corsican" and the same cigarette.
CHAN: You always smoke these, Mr. Egan?
EGAN: (Startled) No.
are not for sale here on the Island, Mr. Egan. Please let me see your case.
Egan reluctantly hands over his case. Chan finds half a dozen of the same brand of cigarettes in the case. From these he
looks inquiringly at Egan.
EGAN: (Nervously) They were given to me.
was generous person, please?
EGAN: I'm...I'm afraid I can't tell you that either.
John is viewing the proceedings with superior distaste.
JOHN: Why not arrest him, Captain Hallett? It's pretty obvious he's implicated.
Egan turns a glare of intense dislike to John. Hallett rises.
HALLETT: Come on, Egan.
EGAN: If you'll just wait until this afternoon....
HALLETT: Get your hat.
Egan suddenly becomes a figure which strongly appeals to the sympathy.
EGAN: Gentlemen, if you'll just wait a moment or two. You've done me out of the pleasure
of meeting my daughter at the dock. (He glances at the clock above the desk) The 'Matsonia''s been
in fifteen minutes and she'll be here in a moment.
JOHN: (Annoyed) I say, haven't we wasted
enough time already?
CHAN: Time only wasted when sprinkling perfume on goat farm.
Now into the scene comes Carlotta Egan, with her suitcase. John recognizes her as the girl he has met on the ferry and looks
on in astonishment as she drops her grip and runs into Egan's arms.
CARLOTTA: Dad! Where were you? You've never missed meeting me be---- (She
suddenly becomes aware of the other men and asks slowly) What is the matter?
EGAN: I've a little business
in the city, Carlotta, dear. If I'm not back soon, you take charge.
CARLOTTA: (Nervously) What's
HALLETT: I'm sorry, Miss, but your father's being held for questioning in a murder case. Come on, Egan.
Hallett firmly leads Egan away. Carlotta stands there bewildered. John steps up to her.
JOHN: Perhaps I can explain. I don't suppose you remember me?
CARLOTTA: Of course I do, the missionary.
She brushes past John, runs to the door and sees:
FROM CARLOTTA'S ANGLE
Egan getting into Hallett's
car. Hallett gets in and the car starts off.
INTERIOR HOTEL LOBBY - MEDIUM SHOT
the car disappear. John comes up to her and Carlotta turns quickly to him.
CARLOTTA: What has happened.
JOHN: My uncle was murdered.
Oh! And you blamed my father?
JOHN: I'm awfully sorry, but the evidence made it appear....
(Flaring) What evidence? How dare you even think my father could do such a thing! It's too bad you threw
away that high hat.
Carlotta is ready to weep with anger and anxiety. She turns on her heel and leaves. John looks helplessly after her. Chan,
who has been shrewdly observing this, approaches John, who is looking off in the direction taken by Carlotta.
JOHN: Perhaps Egan is not guilty, Mr. Chan. Do you think we've been too hasty?
CHAN: Perhaps - Hasty accuse,
Chan and John are going out of the hotel on Chan's speech.
EXTERIOR REEF AND PALM
Chan come to Chan's car - Chan takes big old-fashioned lock off wheel. They get in. Again Chan is uncertain as to response
of car. He steps on starter and is gratified with the car's immediate response. Car starts out.
TRUCKING ALONG BESIDE THE CAR
Chan's expression is blandly noncommittal as they ride. John looks worried. Presently
JOHN: There's something that's been on my mind all along, Mr. Chan.
CHAN: Humbly suggest....shoot.
A strong-box I was bringing to my Uncle Dan from San Francisco was stolen from me on the way over. You see, it was like
As John starts to tell about the box, CAMERA STOPS, and we see the beachcomber slip from behind palm tree and watch car disappear.
FADE OUT AND INTO:
EXTERIOR DAN'S VERANDA
Amos and Minerva are having tea.
AMOS: (Severely) Of course, I'm not in a position to exert
any authority but I feel very strongly against it. The idea of a child planning marriage so soon after her father's death
is little short of sinful.
MINERVA: Well, it seems that Mr. Jennison has to leave for China next week, and will be
gone a year. The poor child feels she'll be better off away, forgetting it, than alone here.
AMOS: Even so, it's disgraceful.
There's such a thing as respect for the dead.
MINERVA: (Sighs) There must be, Amos.
Jennison is showing me Dan's papers tonight. Perhaps I'll find some information of importance. You know, I have never trusted
John comes into the scene, tosses his hat on a chair and sits down.
MINERVA: What news.
JOHN: They've arrested Egan, but
the more I think about it, the less I believe him guilty.
MINERVA: It seems to me you're all forgetting the wrist
JOHN: So we are! How stupid!
AMOS: I don't believe that will help us. (Turns directly
to Minerva) That Compton woman I spoke of to you, Minerva. I think the real murderer has something to do with
the life Dan led with that woman.
MINERVA: (Slowly) There might be some truth in it.
Minerva reaches for her handbag and takes out the brooch holding it up for them to see.
He gave her this a short time ago. Kamaikui found it here the night of the murder.
JOHN: (Excitedly) Why didn't you tell Chan about it?
This is not a matter for official prying. I intend to see her myself.
JOHN: I think I'd better do that.
No - I will see her. Give me the brooch.
Chan's voice comes over the scene.
CHAN'S VOICE: The law is honest man's eyeglass to see better. Humbly suggest unworthy self as proper person.
They turn as Chan comes into the scene. He holds his hand out to Minerva, who after a second's hesitation, gives him the
CHAN: Thank you so much.
AMOS: Perhaps you're right. Let me know what you find out.
enjoy to talk when words are important.
EXTERIOR DAN'S DRIVEWAY
Jennison is getting out of his car. Barbara is there meeting
him - Amos passes them on his way home, and nods curtly.
BARBARA: (Looking after Amos) Uncle Amos has taken a very
sudden interest in Dad's affairs. I don't think I like it.
JENNISON: I don't think he likes us either. But then what
does he like?
BARBARA: He's so different from Dad. I sometimes wonder if they were really brothers.
(Tenderly) Barbara, I'm going to do my best to make you forget all this. Promise to help me.
You've been wonderful, Harry.
By this time they have arrived at the door of he house and they stop.
JENNISON: I hope you'll always think so.
He takes her in his arms and kisses her tenderly.
Steve is standing over Arlene, berating her. She is weeping.
STEVE: I said you was dumb, and I still say you're dumb.
ARLENE: Oh, Steve - how can you be so brutal -
There is a knock at the door.
STEVE: Who is it?
CHAN'S VOICE: Police Department.
Steve and Arlene exchange a quick, frightened glance. Steve goes to the door, the CAMERA PANNING with him. He opens the
door, and Chan steps in. He bows to Arlene.
CHAN: Mrs. Compton?
CHAN: Forgive intrusion, please - but I must ask you questions about
Mr. Dan Winterslip.
Arlene gives a little moan and puts her handkerchief to her eyes.
You knew him well?
STEVE: Whyn't you leave her alone? Can't you see she's all broken up?
Chan turns suavely on him.
CHAN: Sometimes beneath eyes that weep are teeth that laugh.
Arlene sits up indignantly.
Steve is tough.
STEVE: What's the idea of cracking wise?
CHAN: Wisdom is strong lever to pry knowledge loose. Maybe I have question
for you, too -
Under his gaze, Steve drops back a step.
ARLENE: What do you want to know?
CHAN: You were Mr. Winterslip's - er - er -
He pauses, searching for a word.
- excuse poor English, please - friend?
ARLENE: He was my fiancÚ.
CHAN: A soft word does not scratch
the tongue - His death was big surprise to you?
She touches her eyes with the handkerchief and nods.
CHAN (Cont'd): When did you see him last?
Arlene changes her front. She is defiant.
ARLENE: How dare you make any insinuations! I don't know anything about poor Danny's death. I haven't seen him since last
CHAN: You were not there last night?
Chan extends his open hand, showing her the brooch.
CHAN: Pardon me, please.
Arlene gives a start as she sees the brooch.
ARLENE: That's mine - give it to me.
Chan shakes his head and puts the brooch in his pocket.
CHAN: It now belong to law. It was found in house of murdered man.
He stares steadily at her.
You were with him on night he was killed.
Arlene changes front.
ARLENE: Yes, I was - but I had nothing to do with his death. I went over to return that brooch. At nine-thirty, I left.
That's the truth - you're not going to drag me into this, are you?
CHAN: Many times ship of reputation wrecked
on rock of crime.
Steve snarls at him.
STEVE: You got nothing on us.
CHAN: That we shall see. Time covers and discovers everything. Meanwhile please
not to try leaving Island. That is official.
He bows and exits. Steve is worried.
STEVE: They can't hang it on us - they can't.
ARLENE: Oh, Steve - I'm frightened.
INTERIOR REEF AND PALM HOTEL
Carlotta at desk. Brade, a Cockney provincial, of about
fifty years of age, steps up to the deck and gives Carlotta his door key. He is carrying a small traveling bag.
CARLOTTA: Good evening, Mr. Brade.
BRADE: Even'. Any mail?
(Turns, looks at pigeon holes) Nothing.
BRADE: I'm leaving for the island of Maui for a few days.
But I'm not checkin' out, an' I'd be obliged if no one went into my room while I'm gone.
CARLOTTA: Of course not,
Carlotta, who has been going over some papers, now puts some of them into a drawer of the desk. Her
attention is arrested by something she sees in the drawer. She quickly picks it up.
INSERT OF CHECK
IN CARLOTTA'S HAND
It is for five thousand dollars, payable to James Egan, and signed by Dan Winterslip.
Carlotta looking at check first in amazement, and then with a thoughtful frown. She looks up to
see Koahla come into the lobby. He is carrying a package, wrapped, under his arm, which is actually the strong box. As Koahla
approaches the desk, Carlotta hastily slips the check into the drawer and closes it.
KOAHLA: Like to see Mr. Brade, please.
CARLOTTA: I'm sorry, he's just left. Do you want to leave something for
KOAHLA: Come back.
He moves away quickly, and is about to leave by the front entrance when suddenly he stops, as he sees someone approaching,
and hastily leaves by a door leading to the beach. John Quincy comes in by the main entrance. He comes to the desk.
JOHN: Miss Egan.
Carlotta looks up, sees John, and her face becomes set. John finds it difficult to go on, but is determined.
I...I wish you'd let me explain. (A feeble attempt at a joke) I'm
not a missionary.
She just stares at him stonily. He finds it still more difficult.
Unfortunately I've been put in the position of playing at detective.
(Icily) Well, I wish you would pick up your toys and play somewhere else.
JOHN: I didn't realize...I
mean, I didn't know your father...What I really mean is I don't believe he is guilty.
That's very kind of you. You don't know how relieved I am. (Sarcastically) I suppose that
now you've changed your mind, he's automatically released.
JOHN: No, but I'm going to clear him.
(Bitterly) I don't see how you can spend your time around here.
With that, Carlotta turns from John deliberately and starts for the door leading to beach. John follows.
JOHN: (Earnestly) I just want you to believe me, that's
He falls into step with her - as they exit.
Chan enters, finds lobby empty, crosses
to desk and looks at register.
A portion of register showing name "T.M. Brade"
and "Room No. 14".
Chan's eyes begin to travel over desk in search of
EXTERIOR MOONLIT BEACH - TRUCKING SHOT
John and Carlotta. He has evidently
made her listen to him, but she is far from being friendly.
JOHN: So it is simply a question of finding the person who fits the clues. As far
as I can see it certainly is not your father.
CARLOTTA: (Angrily) Then why don't they release
JOHN: Well, he admits he was there that night, and he refuses to tell the nature of his business.
I'm sure he has a good reason.
JOHN: But they don't know that.
He turns and takes her hands in his.
Look, isn't there some way I can make you believe that I really want to help you?
Carlotta softens a little.
CARLOTTA: But why should you?
JOHN: (Smiling) The
hero always helps the maiden in distress.
CARLOTTA: And you are the hero?
JOHN: You can tell me that - later
- Now the important thing is to find some way to clear your father.
CARLOTTA: (Slow, struggling with
herself as to whether or not to tell) I found a check dated the night of the murder in father's desk, made out
by your uncle to him. (Triumphantly) If Mr. Winterslip gave him a check that night, my father certainly
intended to cash it. And that would prove difficult under the circumstances. Therefore, it would be to his advantage if Mr.
Winterslip were alive! That ought to clear him!
JOHN: That sounds reasonable. Will you let me have the check?
(Looks at him searchingly as if making up her mind. Finally) Yes.
They turn and start back.
INTERIOR BRADE'S HOTEL ROOM
Chan is there going over Brade's belongings.
His luggage is plainly marked "T.M.B., Calcutta". Chan has found a round tin box filled with cigarettes.
INSERT TIN OF CIGARETTES.
Chan's fingers select one, turning it so we can see the name "Corsican"
written on it.
CHAN'S VOICE: "Corsican".
Chan adds one of these to the two stubs which he already has of the same brand. Then he prepares
to leave the room, putting things back as he has found them.
INTERIOR REEF AND PALM LOBBY
stands at the desk in the empty lobby. His manner suggests that he has been there for some moments, tapping bell. Chan comes
into the lobby, goes behind the desk. We see him place key on #14 rack. Cope, seeing him, thinks he is the clerk.
COPE: Where can I find Mr. Egan?
Chan realizes Cope's mistake and is quick to take advantage of it.
CHAN: You are...please?
COPE: My name is Cope.
Gives me great honor to make your acquaintance. I intend to visit you later.
COPE: I'm afraid I haven't the
slightest knowledge of who is addressing me.
CHAN: Your most insignificant servant, Charles Chan.
can I do for you, Mr. Chan?
CHAN: You can make me most happy by telling me what you did last Monday.
Cope stares at Chan with an expression which might be fear. Then he becomes indignant.
COPE: Are you trying to be funny?
CHAN: Funny as man can be about murder.
Chan takes his badge from his pocket and holds it for Cope to look at it.
INSERT OF BADGE IN CHAN'S
Cope's attitude changes to one of concern.
CHAN: Beg to repeat question.
COPE: (Coldly) I see
no reason why I should answer.
He crushes out his cigarette in a tray, and turning on his heel, strides rapidly from the lobby. Chan immediately picks up
INSERT OF CIGARETTE STUB IN CHAN'S FINGERS
It also bears the name "Corsican".
CHAN'S VOICE: "Corsican".
Chan looks after Cope's receding figure and murmurs:
CHAN: Thank you so much.
He stores the stub with the others.
EXTERIOR REEF AND PALM MOTEL
TRUCKING SHOT of John and Carlotta
coming along the path close to the building. There is a tangled mass of shrubbery against the building.
CARLOTTA: You must have thought I was a very dreadful person.
JOHN: I never thought that - even for a minute.
I understood perfectly how you felt.
CARLOTTA: I'm so upset and worried - and angry, too - because I know that
never could my father kill anyone - it's just not in his nature.
JOHN: I'm sure he didn't do it. Well, from now
on I'm sharing your worries.
CARLOTTA: But won't you be going back to Boston?
JOHN: Not until we get
your father out of trouble - and not until -
He pauses. She looks up at him expectantly, unconsciously they start to sway toward one another.
There is a rustle
from the bushes.
CLOSE SHOT ON SHRUB
It moves as if someone were concealed back of it.
REEF AND PALM - MEDIUM SHOT
John quickly dives into the shrubbery and grapples with someone. Carlotta moves back with
a startled cry. John drags the fellow into the bright moonlight. It is Koahla. In the native's struggle to free himself, the
package is torn and he drops the box. John seizes it. Koahla breaks and runs away. John looks at the box in astonishment.
INSERT OF BOX showing initials "T.M.B".
JOHN'S VOICE: (Excitedly) I've got to see Chan at once.
EXTERIOR REEF AND PALM
John and Carlotta start to run.
As revolver in
man's hand comes around the trunk of palm tree and two shots are fired.
SIDE OF HOTEL
and John are hastening in its shadow, about to turn the corner of the building. The shots stop momentarily. Then John, quick
as lightning, takes Carlotta's arm and pulls her around the corner.
John has Carlotta
in his arms.
JOHN: You're not hurt?
She takes hold of his arm. He looks down quickly.
INSERT OF JOHN'S
Her hands are on it. We see a bullet hole through the coat.
EXTERIOR REEF AND PALM
JOHN: (Strangely exhilarated) Never touched me.
Carlotta sighs in great relief.
CARLOTTA: Oh - I'm so glad.
She sways a little. He puts his arm around her.
JOHN: Steady - I'm all right.
CARLOTTA: You might have been killed.
JOHN: Heroes are always shot at
- but never hit - because there has to be a happy ending. Now let's find Chan.
She looks up at him smiling anxiously.
CHAN'S VOICE: Already found. You were elected target for recent shot?
Both John and Barbara look up to veranda above.
They start up the steps.
VERANDA, REEF AND PALM
Moonlight on ocean and beach in back ground, Chan
standing there calmly as they move hastily into scene.
JOHN: Never mind about the shots. This is more important. You remember the box I told you was stolen from me on the boat?
CHAN: Memory serves well.
JOHN: (Handing it to him triumphantly)
I took it away from Koahla, but he got away.
CARLOTTA: He probably is the one who fired at us. You ought to
go after him.
CHAN: (Examining the box) Cannot get far. To conceal oneself from law is like
trying to hide in bird cage.
John is observing Chan's scrutiny of the box. It is locked.
JOHN: I wonder what's in it.
CHAN: Shall gratify your worthy curiosity.
He takes from his pocket a knife. Opens one of the blades which is a sharp delicate strip of steel, and picks the lock in
an astonishingly short period of time. Chan looks in box, smiles.
INSERT: INSIDE OF BOX
It is empty.
CHAN'S VOICE: Empty as Robin's nest in January.
JOHN: (Slightly exasperated) Then what could Uncle Dan's
urgency have been?
CHAN: Mr. Brade very best person to answer that question.
CARLOTTA: Mr. Brade? Why, a Mr.
Brade is stopping here at the hotel.
JOHN: (Excitedly) Let's see him at once.
Oh! You can't. He's gone away for a few days.
JOHN: Where? Can't we go after him?
CHAN: Make haste only when
withdrawing hand from mouth of tiger. And now, humbly beg to be excused. I have appointment with Honorable Amos Winterslip.
He picks up box and bows.
JOHN: Er, ah, do you need me?
CHAN: (Smiles) Humbly
suggest you continue along present lines. (This, with ever so slight glance in Carlotta's direction)
As Chan goes down steps, CAMERA PANS to include Chan's Ford in back ground in driveway.
He carries the box to the car - unlocks car - gets in and drives away.
John and Carlotta come to desk.
CARLOTTA: Oh, you forgot to tell Chan about the check.
She walks behind the deck. He leans on it.
JOHN: (Smiling) Too many things happening in too short a
time. Let me have it - I'll catch him at Uncle Amos'.
She goes to the drawer where she has left the check and starts to open it. She is arrested by his speech in the act of opening
You know, you oughtn't to be here all alone...I mean until your father gets back.
Aren't you at all afraid?
CARLOTTA: Why, I hadn't even thought about it.
JOHN: Well, I have. I think I'll
CARLOTTA: (Flustered; yet secretly gratified) Why, I...I wouldn't dream of allowing
JOHN: This is a hotel, isn't it?
John very calmly takes the pen from the holder and writes his name on the register.
JOHN: With bath, please.
Carlotta looks at him. She cannot refuse. Turning to the keyboard, she takes a key from it and hands it across the desk
to him. John looks at the key.
On the ocean side?
CARLOTTA: Yes, sir.
They look at each other. Then, she, to hide her embarrassment, opens the drawer to get the check.
OF OPEN DRAWER
Carlotta's hand comes into the scene stirring the contents in search of the check.
Carlotta suddenly looks up at John in blank amazement.
JOHN: What's up?
CARLOTTA: It's gone! The check is gone!
He leans over the desk as if to assure himself that the check is really gone. He then reaches across the desk with his left
hand, taking her hand and pressing it with swift tenderness.
I'll be back.
He crosses to the door, then turns.
John goes out.
EXTERIOR REEF AND PALM
John comes running down
the stairway and hurries along the garden path.
ROAD NEAR AMOS' HOUSE
Ford is parked at the roadside. John comes along the road. He sees Chan's Ford and is about to continue on when he hears the
crackling of twigs under foot. John stops abruptly, looking in the direction of the noise.
JOHN: (Sharply) Chan?
CHAN'S VOICE: (From
opposite direction) Here, please.
At the sound of Chan's voice, John again turns his head. At the same moment, a figure darts out from back of Ford and starts
running down the road. John dashes in pursuit.
EXTERIOR ROAD NEAR AMOS' FENCE
In the moonlight
we see Chan stooping over some object on the ground. He now straightens and takes a step or two toward the CAMERA as if he
is trying to locate John.
CHAN: (Calls) John!
JOHN'S VOICE: (Muffled)
Chan waits anxiously. In a moment, John appears, dragging the beachcomber.
JOHN: I found this fellow lurking in the ....
John breaks off abruptly for Chan has moved to one side so that now John can see what was heretofore hidden from him.
CLOSE SHOT NEAR FENCE
The distorted corpse of Amos lying on the ground.
John is stunned, horrified.
JOHN: Uncle Amos!
As John moves involuntarily toward the body of Amos, Chan steps close to the beachcomber, seizes his wrist suddenly and holds
INSERT OF BEACHCOMBER'S WRIST showing the wrist watch with the numeral two obscured.
the scene comes John's voice:
JOHN'S VOICE: (Excitedly) That's our man!
INTERIOR POLICE STATION - DAY
Chan is seated at desk, calmly writing
on piece of paper. Hallett is pacing back and forth, very much upset.
HALLETT: I tell you, Charlie, they're putting the thumbscrews on me. That Minerva Winterslip woman is raising the roof
at the Governor General's mansion. And if we don't get to the bottom of this right away, it means my stripes and your job.
Chan continues to write without looking up.
CHAN: Cannot hasten. Cat who tries to catch two mice at one time, goes without supper.
HALLETT: (Impatiently) I know, I know, Charlie. But the newspapers are on my tail.
(Looks up, smiles) Ah, you can portion it out, but cannot receive it, eh?
He continues to write.
VERY CLOSE SHOT on Chan's hand, writing list of the names of the suspects.
He has already written:
Chan writes the name of "Arthur Temple Cope".
Jennison is escorted in the
office by a uniformed policeman. Chan looks up. Hallett nods curtly.
HALLETT: Yes, Mr. Jennison?
JENNISON: I am here as the late Mr. Winterslip's attorney to protest against the
way your investigation has been handled.
CHAN: Unworthy officer apologizes for stupidity - very sorry.
Sorry? You're going to be a lot more than sorry if you don't do something right away. Do you realize that the 'President
Tyler' sails tomorrow morning with most of your suspects on it?
HALLETT: Sure, we know - what do you want us to
do - stop the boat?
JENNISON: I demand that you make every effort to arrest the guilty person before tomorrow -
otherwise I shall register a formal protest with the Governor General.
WINDOW OF ROOM HIGH UP
Through the bars stealthily comes a long narrow tube held in a man's hand.
INTERIOR POLICE STATION
Chan rises, the piece of paper in his hand.
CHAN: If you will please see that these people are at Winterslip house tonight at eight thirty, we shall do our very best.
As Chan finishes speaking, he hands the paper to toward Hallett. A dart flashes into the scene past Chan's head, piercing
the paper, and pinning it to the desk.
Quivering dart, stuck in desk through paper.
INTERIOR POLICE STATION
The three men look up in direction of window. There is no
JENNISON: Who was that?
CHAN: (Picking up dart) Enough
poison on this to bring immediate death to all concerned.
Hallett, who has been stunned with amazement, now turns and rushes from the room.
HALLETT: (Shouting) Flannagan! Hong Foo!
Chan turns to Jennison.
CHAN: Most strange. No native ever do anything to Chan - unless hired by someone.
He looks significantly at Jennison.
INTERIOR CHAN'S DINING ROOM
family is at dinner. Chan looks at one of his sons admonishingly.
CHAN: Soup is food, not musical instrument.
BOY: Well, then, how about that
saxophone you promised me?
CHAN: (Grimaces) Of both prefer musical soup.
Chan rises. The whole family stands up respectfully. Chan turns to the eldest son on his right.
OSWALD: What's on your mind, Pop?
CHAN: You have carefully gone over instructions?
OSWALD: Everything's Jake.
CHAN: (Puzzled) Jake?
During this, Mrs. Chan has left the room. She now re-enters, bringing Chan his hat.
MRS. CHAN: You'll be home early?
CHAN: Cannot say.
MRS. CHAN: Good luck.
CHAN: Luck and
help of inscrutable fates extremely necessary. Tonight decide future. Tomorrow big detective or lowly laundry man.
As Chan leaves, putting on his hat,
EXTERIOR DAN'S HOUSE - NIGHT
The house is brightly lighted within. Bars of light sift through the venetian blinds on the veranda. We can hear the
murmur of many voices from the inside. John and Carlotta come up the garden path and, as they near the door, Carlotta stops.
John slips his arm about her protectingly.
JOHN: Won't you come in? There's nothing to worry about.
Carlotta holds back nervously.
CARLOTTA: But you know what happens in cases like these. All they're interested in, is a conviction. It doesn't matter
to them if the man is innocent as long as they can prove him guilty.
JOHN: Don't be nervous. For your father's
sake. He'll feel better if he sees you believe in him.
Carlotta braces herself and manages to smile. As they go into the house,
DAN'S LIVING ROOM - CLOSE SHOT AT DOOR
John and Carlotta enter, pause, their eyes travelling around the room.
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM - PAN SHOT AROUND ROOM
As we pick up each character, the voices of the others are heard,
ad lib. As we reach each individual, we hear what he is saying to the exclusion of the others, whose voices are but indistinctly
heard. CAMERA first PANS on BRADE.
BRADE: (Nervously) Wot's it all about, is wot I want to
Brade turns, as he says this, as if he were asking the question of the man next to him. CAMERA PANS as he turns, revealing
COPE: (Coldly squelching the man) Perhaps you're right.
Cope turns away, satisfied the man will bother him no more, and looks off. His attention
is caught by someone, to whom he nods reassuringly. CAMERA SWINGS TO EGAN, who is answering the look; nervous, pleadingly hopeful in his gaze. CAMERA PANS to Arlene Compton, who turns and speaks, preening herself very much
in the manner of an English grand dame.
ARLENE: Silly bores, these gatherings, what?
CAMERA PANS direction she is looking, revealing Steve, looking at her in open-mouthed astonishment.
CAMERA PANS, passing in succession the beachcomber, Koahla, the three policemen standing at the doors, Hallett and the doctor.
CAMERA PANS FARTHER. MINERVA'S voice is heard just before the Camera picks her up, where she is sitting with Jennison and
MINERVA: This is all poppycock. The idea of bringing all these people into the house. The first thing I'll do when I get
back to the States is to put this in the hands of the proper authorities, you may be sure.
As she reaches the end of her speech, CAMERA PANS to dining room door, and we see Charlie Chan standing there, having just
arrived, listening with calm amusement to her speech. He has a box under his arm.
CHAN: Thank you so much.
INTERIOR LIVING ROOM
Chan sees Carlotta and John at door.
CHAN: Please be seated.
He indicates the direction with his hand, and John and Carlota move across the room to
sit with Minerva, Jennison and Barbara. Carlotta throws a fleeting smile of cheer in the direction of her father, who tries
to smile back.
Chan looks over the entire room, searchingly, as he starts to talk, standing in front of table.
CHAN: You have all, except one, good excuse for much annoyance that I bring you here tonight. Humbly request patience,
for though all are called perhaps only one chosen.....
CLOSEUP CHAN'S HANDS as he opens the book and lays the exhibits out in orderly fashion on the table. His voice
comes over the scene.
CHAN'S VOICE: I have before me evidence which show that every person in room saw Dan Winterslip or had reason to see him
the night of murder.
Chan pauses, and with a gesture toward the family group, adds:
CHAN: Except these five. (Pause) First I shall prove motive.
CLOSE SHOT OF BRADE
Uneasily he takes out a cigarette and lights it.
CHAN'S VOICE: Mr. Brade!
Suddenly into the scene right front of Brade, comes the box. Brade starts nervously. CAMERA MOVES BACK far enough to include
Chan, who is holding the box.
CHAN: Is this your box?
BRADE: I never saw it before in me life.
These are your initials?
BRADE: They were also my father's.
CHAN: Humbly suggest you tell what you know of
BRADE: I don't know nothing. I came 'ere to 'Awaii to see Dan Winterslip to get by rights what is mine.
Dan Winterslip robbed my father when 'e was a mate on my father's ship, thirty-five years ago. When my father died, Winterslip
buried 'im in the South Seas, and kept all 'is fortune, South American gold and jewels. I've been a Civil Service worker in
India until I was retired. I've been waiting thirty years to save enough money to come 'ere to get what is rightfully mine,
but I never 'ad a chance to see 'im.
CHAN: You did not see Dan Winterslip the night of the murder?
BRADE: No, I
didn't, worse luck.
CHAN: You smoke Corsican cigarettes?
Picks up cigarette from desk.
CHAN: One was found on these grounds. It is a brand not sold on the Islands.
(Wildly) Well, I don't know nothin' about it. (Suddenly) Yes, I do. (He
points off at Egan)
The CAMERA PANS QUICKLY TO EGAN, who looks startled and then PANS BACK to Chan and Brade again.
I gave Egan here a couple. 'E said 'ow 'e was famished for a 'omey fag.
CHAN: Thank you so much.
As Chan goes out of the scene, the CAMERA ROLLS UP close on Cope, who is cooly smoking a cigarette.
CHAN'S VOICE: Mr. Cope.
COPE: (Suavely) Mr. Chan.
CHAN'S VOICE: You smoke Corsican cigarettes, also.
COPE: Quite right.
Chan comes into the scene speaking and holding two of the cigarette stubs.
CHAN: A most singular difference, however, is to be noticed from the two brands of
Corsican...one extract of Virginian, other of Turkish influence. You favor Virginia.
What if I do?
CHAN: Mr. Brade smokes Turkish.
CHAN: Stub found here that night,
Virginian. What were you doing here?
COPE: I wasn't here that night.
CHAN: Can you prove?
went to bed early and read.
CHAN: Regret such alibis have habit of disappearing like cheese in vicinity of mouse.
MINERVA'S VOICE: Cheese and mice, fiddlesticks.
The CAMERA SWINGS to Minerva who sits indignantly erect in her chair.
Captain Cope had tea with me here that afternoon.
CHAN'S VOICE: Much time saved if honorable lady not so secretive
with important information.
MINERVA: Whom I have tea with is my own affair.
CAMERA SWINGS BACK to Chan and Cope.
CHAN: We are still in most complete fog concerning your business on this Island.
(Determinedly) Well, sir, if you really must know, I .....
Cope sits straighter in his chair and involuntarily looks off at Egan.
THE CAMERA SWINGS TO EGAN, who quickly and
pleadingly shakes his head, then CAMERA SWINGS BACK TO COPE AND CHAN AGAIN as Cope stops abruptly. Chan, however, has caught
CHAN: Humbly suggest you continue.
COPE: (Leaning back in chair)
I have nothing more to say.
CHAN: More later. Thank you so much.
As Chan turns from Cope.
CLOSEUP OF BROOCH in Chan's fingers. Over the scene comes Arlene Compton's
ARLENE'S VOICE: Yeah...that's my brooch all right.
As Arlene claims the brooch, Brade rises, comes over and looks at it.
BRADE: Hers, nothing! That brooch is part of a set belonging to my family. There was a necklace and earrings that went
Chan waves him back to his chair.
CHAN: Kindly wait until asked.
Brade retreats himself and Chan approaches Arlene.
ARLENE AND STEVE
She sees that she is to be
the next one.
ARLENE: Now, listen, you Chinese rainmaker, I don't know nothing about....
(Under his breath) Let him do the talking, you dummy.
Chan comes into scene.
CHAN: (Interrupting) Woman's tongue like sword that never
Arlene turns to Chan as if she has suddenly decided to take him into her confidence.
ARLENE: Now I'll tell you everything I know, Mr. Chan, which is nothing. (She
draws a long breath) I was here that night but left early. I returned that brooch to him -
wise to yourself, Chan. Why should she kill him? He was worth more to her alive than dead, wasn't he?
CHAN: To you
STEVE: Ah, no cracks from you. (To Arlene) Come on, Babe, I guess we can scram now.
They start up.
CHAN: (Firmly) When I say go.
They hesitate, then resume their seats. As they do so, Chan turns.
He walks out of the scene.
MEDIUM CLOSE SHOT ON EGAN
He is pathetically apprehensive. Chan comes
to him. In he hand hanging close to his side, Chan holds the $5,000 check.
CHAN: You still stubbornly determined not to tell us the nature of your business the
night you saw Mr. Winterslip?
EGAN: (Hesitantly) Yes.
CHAN: Perhaps you will explain
why Mr. Winterslip gave you this?
He holds up the check. Egan starts violently, then he flashes a quick look off at Carlotta.
Carlotta with John on edge of shot. She is looking anxiously off at her father, hoping he will say something to
EGAN AND CHAN
Egan lowers his eyes and makes no reply.
CHAN: Regret that without adequate explanation will have to hold. Very often circumstantial evidence carry conviction.
This is said as a veiled threat to urge Egan to speak. But Egan remains silent. Chan turns and walks away.
MEDIUM FULL SHOT
Chan crosses to table near which Hallett is seated.
CHAN: Advise that he be taken into custody.
He starts for Egan.
CARLOTTA: (Rising quickly) No!
All eyes turn to Carlotta. She advances to Cope.
Why don't you speak? Why don't you tell what you know?
She stamps her foot.
You - and your proud family! Well, I haven't got that kind of pride - I haven't any
pride where my own are concerned. I'll tell!
Egan jumps up.
EGAN: Carlotta - please -
She turns to him.
CARLOTTA: I know all about it, Dad - I've known for years - ever since I found your old diary - it doesn't matter to me
- you're my father no matter who you were or what you did - Thirty-five years ago, my father was a teller in a bank in Australia.
One day a man walked in with a bag of foreign gold - he cashed it into English pounds. It was unusual - so much South American
gold was rarely seen in those days. My father wrote the transaction in his diary - and he never forgot the face of the man.
He is the only living person who could identify Winterslip as the man who had Brade's gold.
She pauses and looks defiantly around her. She looks at John pitifully, beseeching him with her eyes.
So when I found he check that Winterslip gave my father - I knew he had blackmailed
Winterslip to pay for his silence.
John springs to her. She holds him off.
I just couldn't tell you before - I didn't want anyone to know -
JOHN: What difference would it make to me?
Egan lifts his shamed face.
EGAN: I was going to use the money to send you back to England - to my family -
Carlotta goes to him and puts her arm around him.
CARLOTTA: I don't want to go to your family - they weren't interested in us before - I'm not interested in them now.
Cope comes to her in a kindly way.
COPE: My dear, don't judge us too harshly - I came here to take him home.
CHAN: I beg pardon - you take him
COPE: I am his older brother.
CHAN: Clues explode in embarrassed face, like loaded cigar. I am expecting....
MINERVA: (Interrupts) I can't understand this strange protection
of that man. (She points to the beachcomber) And that boy.
She indicates Koahla. Chan walks over to beachcomber, he has the watch in his hand.
CHAN: You were caught in vicinity of Amos Winterslip's body wearing this on your wrist.
It is doubtless fact that same person commit both foul deeds. We know who kill Dan Winterslip wear this.
(Excitedly) I told you I found it in the water.
BEACHCOMBER: I don't remember....
CHAN: More later.
He goes to table and picks up box. He then goes to Koahla.
CHAN: You! Miserable boy. Speak. If not, rest of your unworthy life will be spent
on rock pile.
KOAHLA: (Thoroughly frightened) Know nothing of murder. One day see Mr. Winterslip
read in paper about Mr. Brade coming to Hawaii. Much excited. I go with him many times to San Francisco house and know of
box with Mr. Brade's name in trunk in attic. Ask friend on boat to go there quick and get for me.
CHAN: So you could
blackmail? (To policeman) Take him away.
Koahla is taken out.
(Turns to Brade) Mr. Brade, you say this belong to your father?
(Shows him the brooch)
CHAN: (With box in other hand) And this
CLOSE SHOT OF OPEN BOX in Chan's hand. Chan presses a hidden spring, and the bottom of the box shoots forward,
revealing a narrow secret drawer, in which we see earrings and a necklace of the same peculiar design as the brooch.
BACK TO SCENE
BRADE: (Excitedly) That's them, sir. That proves it.
Precisely. You came here that night to get what rightfully was yours, and when Mr. Winterslip refuse, you ----
(Frightened) No, no, I tell you ----
At this moment a loud commotion is heard just outside. Everyone keyed up to a high pitch of excitement shows extreme uneasiness.
Now we see a struggle in the doorway between three men. We recognize Chan's two elder sons, each firmly grasping a struggling
MEDIUM CLOSE SHOT FAMILY GROUP
They are watching this struggle tensely. Suddenly Barbara
gasps with astonishment.
BARBARA: Why, that's Mr. Berkeley.
JENNISON: (Amazed) Berkeley!
MINERVA: (Excitedly) Who is he?
JOHN: He was aboard ship with us.
ANOTHER ANGLE - INTERIOR ROOM
Chan stands at the table confronting Berkeley, who is flanked on either side
by Chan's sons.
OSWALD: Okay Pop?
CHAN: Extremely Jake! Thank you so much.
The boys drop back, leaving Chan and Berkeley facing each other. Berkeley is a little breathless and is arranging his disordered
BERKELEY: This is an outrage!
INSERT: Chan's hand picking up the piece of seaweed from the table.
CHAN: The night of the murder I found this marine vegetation fresh in this house.
Also did I observe signs of sea water on the mats. A powerful swimmer could have left the 'President Tyler', come in here,
and return to ship. (Dramatically pointing to Berkeley) You murdered Dan and Amos Winterslip!
There is a gasp of amazement from everyone.
BERKELEY: You'll never get me alive!
He looks around wildly. Chan takes out a gun. Berkeley makes a break for the door. The women scream.
CHAN: Get him!
Jennison leaps for Berkeley, seizing him from behind, and although much smaller than Berkeley, we see that by a quick maneuver
he throws the man on his back. Berkeley gives a cry of pain. Chan puts the gun on the table and comes to them quickly.
BERKELEY: (Groaning) My arm.
The doctor hastens over and stoops beside Berkeley, quickly examining his arm.
Chan seizes hold of Jennison.
CHAN: Thank you so much, Mr. Jennison. I accuse you of the murders of Dan and Amos
JENNISON: (Faltering) Why, you...you're crazy.
the room) Mr. Berkeley is a Federal Agent here on business. He has heroically offered to play part for me.
(Cries) Oh no, it can't be Harry.
CHAN: (To Barbara) When on ship you sent
wireless to your father, announcing intention to marry?
CHAN: But you did not see reply your
father sent to Mr. Jennison?
CHAN: (Takes copy from pocket) Cable office
graciously supply copy of same.
He hands the wire to her. She reads.
INSERT: WIRELESS IN BARBARA'S HANDS
ABOARD S.S. PRESIDENT TYLER
Manage to break your engagement
with Barbara or will completely
disinherit her. If not will expose
of damage to me.
BACK TO SCENE
BARBARA: (Breaks down) I don't believe it.
(To Jennison) It was not difficult to discover your record as champion swimmer and student of dishonorable
JENNISON: This is ridiculous, I tell you.
CHAN: Not so ridiculous - because you kill Mr. Amos fearing
he expose you when he go over papers. Also, we find native you hired to blow dart in police station.
What about the wrist watch?
During this, two policemen have come into scene and stand on either side of Jennison. Chan goes to the table, puts his gun
down, and picks up the watch, which is square in shape. He comes back to Jennison and lifting his arm, pushes back his cuff.
CLOSEUP OF JENNISON'S WRIST wearing a large round wrist watch.
CHAN'S VOICE: Officer, kindly remove.
The hands of the policeman come into the shot, and the wrist watch is taken off.
CHAN'S VOICE: You will notice that although this man wears round wrist watch, sunburned impression is square, fitting this
During this speech Chan suits his action to his words. We see his fingers fitting the square wrist watch over the space where
it has formerly rested, and where it fits exactly.
CHAN: Losing wrist watch most untimely.
Jennison looks quickly in direction of Barbara, who looks at him, gives a low cry and collapses. Minerva hastens to her.
Chan also bends down to Barbara.
CHAN: Am most sorrowful for you. Sometimes sad world. Baby cries when born, and often life proves baby right.
Jennison, taking advantage of this unexpected event, sees the revolver Chan has placed on table. He dives for it, turns and
holds the room at bay. Everyone shrinks back, but Chan, who walks calmly toward him.
JENNISON: Stand back, or I'll shoot!
Chan continues to walk toward him. Jennison, desperate, pulls the trigger. There is a click, nothing more.
CHAN: (Smiles grimly) Empty gun can only kill guilty man.
HALLETT: Take him away, boys.
Chan turns to assemblage.
CHAN: Thank you, so much.
INTERIOR CHAN'S HOUSE -- NIGHT
In front of house stands a brand new Ford touring car.
Suddenly from within comes a commotion. The front door opens, and out streams Chan's entire family, shouting gleefully,
and piling into the car. The youngsters fight for the front seat with Chan, ad libbing.... "I want to sit with Pop"
--"He promised me", etc. Mrs. Chan comes into scene with the youngest, followed by Chan beaming happily. Mrs.
Chan takes the front seat without a word. Chan looks at his wife.
CHAN: Inscrutable fates prompt Miss Minerva Winterslip to this unexpected generous reward of new car for humble services.
We will now proceed to attest its efficiency.
Car drives off.
EXTERIOR DAN'S GARDEN
Near wall. Carlotta and John.
JOHN: We could live in San Francisco.
CARLOTTA: But I think I'd like Boston.
GARDEN OTHER ANGLE
Near driveway. Chan's Ford rolls into scene. Car
stops and Chan looks off and indicates to others what he sees.
The shadows of John and Carlotta are seen merging in an embrace.
CHAN'S VOICE: Observe happy phenomenon.
BACK TO SCENE OF CHAN
MRS. CHAN: Yes - two lovers in moonlight cast only one shadow.
Chan looks at her, then at all his children.
CHAN: Yes - one shadow now -- many shadows later.
Then he tries starter fearfully, it responds immediately, much to his satisfaction, and car drives away as we