Across the Pacific Page #4

- Now, go back.

Dont be an innocent bystander.

They always get hurt.

- You all right, doc?

- Yes.

Do you know him?

I dont think so. At any rate,

he isn'tt a close friend.

Okay, then wed better

send for the police.

If you dont mind,

I'dd prefer that you didn'tt.

Miyuma.

If the police were called

there might be an investigation.

We might not be able to sail.

Its none of my business

what you do with him.

He wasnt shooting at me.

I cant thank you enough, Mr. Leland.

Skip it, doctor. I was just coming onboard

and practically stumbled over the guy.

How you doing, angel?

I think I got pushed

in the face by somebody.

- My... My lipsticks smeared.

- You look cute.

And now, if youll excuse me,

I'lll go to my cabin...

...and faint.

I hope no more of your homicidal friends

are on the pier.

Standing so close to you

might be bad luck.

First Officer Miyuma

is taking care of that.

- You werent kidding.

- I suppose you'rre wondering...

...about this little incident, Mr. Leland.

- No, not particularly.

- You know Im a resident of the Philippines.

In fact, I consider myself

a Philippine national.

And what do the Filipinos consider you?

Its unfortunate that

some of my fellow citizens...

...resent my realistic

attitude toward Japan.

A few of them even go so far

as to call me traitor.

That misguided little man

in the long overcoat...

...undoubtedly believed he was

acting on patriotic principles.

Whatever he believed,

he believed pretty strongly.

If I were you,

just from a health standpoint...

...I think Id give up the Japs.

Im afraid my ties with the Japanese

are rather too close for that.

Financially, spiritually,

ideologically and otherwise.

If those ties involve some

personal danger, I dont mind...

...considering the ultimate reward.

If you dont mind, I shouldn'tt either.

Im being frank with you

because you saved my life.

Naturally, anything I say is in confidence.

Naturally.

All that worries me is that I came

on this trip for my health...

...but I seem to have come

to the wrong place.

Never saw such a

gunned-up boat in my life.

- Really?

- Yes.

Your little Filipino friend had a gun,

Sugis got a gun...

...and that wasnt an apple the first officer

was holding in his pocket.

You got a gun?

Even I, Mr. Leland.

Mines bigger than yours.

I usually like to keep this

locked up in my suitcase...

...but with all these guns around,

whats a fellow gonna do?

I wouldnt worry if I were you.

I wouldn'tt even think about it.

Thanks for the tip.

- Did you have a good time in New York?

- Wonderful.

Saw your man, got your money?

I got it. Ms. Marlow made me

spend it on a new suit.

- Its very handsome.

- Yes.

She seemed to think it made

some improvement.

Ill be hitting the hay.

Anybody else starts throwing slugs at you,

doc, dont forget to duck.

I believe Ill be a little

better prepared. Thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Hey.

Am I nuts, or did I hear some

shooting a few minutes ago?

- Did I miss anything?

- Firecrackers. Chinese New Years.

Maybe I am nuts, but it sounded

like those firecrackers...

...were shot from a muzzle.

- My names Joe Totsuiko.

- Rick Leland.

Im sure glad there'ss someone around

that speaks my language.

Im rooming with a dope named T. Oki.

Hes got his lip buttoned up for good

as far as I can figure out.

- Where you bound for?

- The Orient.

Me too. My old mans sending me

down there to work for one of my uncles.

Say, I wonder if those Panamanian mamas

are all theyre cracked up to be.

Terrific, Joe. Simply terrific.

- Well, Ill see you around, Ricky.

- Yeah, take it easy, Joe.

Without knocking,

and wheres your modesty?

- Whats going on?

- Why, nothing'ss going on.

Not so loud.

Well, that is, nothing except

an attempted assassination.

Why get so excited

about a little thing like that?

Who are you after?

Are you a G-man or something?

- What if I was?

- I just wondered.

Look, Im just a private citizen,

and I happened to be passing a room...

...where one guy was trying

to bump off another guy...

...which, as you know,

happens to be against the law.

'HHappened to be passing. "

You followed our little friend...

...then lied to Lorenz about

stumbling over him.

But you cant do that to me.

If itll make you happy,

I'mm J. Edgar Hoover. This is my badge.

Some joke.

A man should tell the woman

hes going to marry everything.

Well, in that case,

Ill come clean.

What?

I look old, but thats

because I'vve worried a lot.

I havent yet reached

the age of legal consent...

...and if you dont get out,

I'lll yell for help.

All right. You can get

yourself another heiress.

Powder, angel. And when you go,

stop thinking and keep your mouth shut.

Say, I never saw anybody like you.

You never have any clothes on.

If anybody heard you complaining about it,

theyd put you in the psychopathic ward.

You birds of passage do not fight

But help each other in your flight

Japanese build their poetry

like they do their houses.

Read some more, Joe.

Hey, you better turn over.

This sides done.

Cherry blossoms at the well in danger are

See drunken man

I think Ill get drunk.

Your Occidental poet is wont to describe

grand passions and heroic events.

Not so with the Japanese.

Their emotions are stirred

by some tiny fragment of life...

...possessing the quality of beauty.

This he would extract,

reduce, distill, as it were...

...down to its purest essence.

Then they do have emotions?

I mean, like us.

I mean, youre always so calm.

You never show anything.

We are taught not to.

It is our way of life.

We must not show

too much sadness or too much joy.

If you praise what we have,

we say it is nothing.

If you admire our sons,

we must say they are unworthy.

Youre most eloquent today,

Captain Higoto.

- Yes.

- The Nisei arent quite so calm.

Take me, for instance, kid.

Im a live wire.

- What are Nisei?

- Second-generation Japanese.

Those born in the good old U.S.A.

They represent

a very small fraction, fortunately.

- Hope theres nothing personal in that, doc?

- Oh, no.

Excuse, please.

Anybody wanna play shuffleboard?

Not me, Joe. Im sleepy.

How about you, doc?

Shuffleboard? Hardly.

However, a game of gin rummy, perhaps?

Boy, let me at them pasteboards.

At last, were alone.

Now, listen, bright eyes...

No romance. Theres something

very interesting over there, Ricky.

- Where? What do you mean?

- T. Oki.

Its not the same Oki that came down

from Halifax with us.

- Thats another man.

- The heat'ss getting you.

- They all look alike.

- No, they dont.

Not if you examine them closely.

Did you notice how the first Oki stood?

He stood with his head bowed

and his shoulders bent.

This man stands up straight

with his shoulders back.

The first Oki never put

his hands in his pockets.

This man keeps his

in his coat pockets all the time.

Take it easy, angel. Take it easy.

Youre on your way

to being a detective...

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