Blood on the Sun Page #2

before the summer's over.

You are mixed up

with something shady.

Me?...Ollie Miller?!

And don't forget... Edith... Cabin 23...

Come down tonight

and I'll fill you full of champagne...

..and tell you how much I love you!

"Man's best friend"...you dog!

Friends... nice people... so long!

Nick... isn't it marvellous...?

Going home!

I won't believe it 'til I'm seasick!

Great stuff!

You go on with your packing, Edy.

Yeah... I have to.

Never been early in my life.

What's it all about?

Oh Nick, you've got me...

All of a sudden everything's wonderful.

Really terrific!

And did Ollie explain it?

Oh, like he does everything else...

He dismisses it.

Didn't he say anything?

Oh, vague... very vague.

Something about a contract

for a book he's going to write.

Big literary deal... advance royalties...

scads of money!

Fine... fine!

Nick... I don't care where he got it.

Maybe he stole the emperor's treasures...

All I know is, we're going home.

This place is slowly killing him.

Me too.

Alright... after all Ollie's

private business is still his own.

But I didn't want to see either of you

getting into a jam...

...because of anything... irregular.

If there was anybody he'd tell

what it was all about, it'd be you, Nick!

That's what has me worried...

He hasn't!

You'll be at the boat, tonight?

Sure... with a couple of magnums

of champagne.

That should open his big mouth!

He's opened it on less.

Nick... in case I don't get a chance

to tell you tonight...

You're all we going to miss

in this place.

I wish you were coming back

with us.

See you at the boat, beautiful!

Good evening Condon San...

You going to America?

Oh no... you're too anxious

to get rid of me...

Just going to see a couple of

friends of mine up on the boat.

Your name, please.

Ask Hijakata here...

He's been tailing me all day.

I am thought-control officer.

Please answer questions.

Alright... I'll give you an answer...

I'm thinking this is a new low in

stupidity... even for the Imperial Police.

Now I want to see Mr and Mrs Miller

in stateroom 23...

Any objections?

Not yet... Mr and Mrs Miller

not yet arrived.

Well, I'll wait for them on deck.

Sorry! Not permitted tonight.

"Armstrong"...Come on, dear.

Edy!

Too bad... you refused to believe police.

Now you know... truth has been told...

You thought for yourself...

"Friends have not yet arrived."

Hello... Tokyo Chronicle, please!

Charlie Sprague.

Chronicle office.

Charlie... there's trouble... big trouble.

I can't tell you about it now..

I'm coming right down.

Find out where the ambassador is...

...and get a call through to him

right away.

Right, Nick.

Did Ollie Miller reach you?

He's been trying

to get in touch with you...

Said it was urgent.

Where is he?

He said he'd try to get over

to your home.

Fine. Well I'll go there, then...

Switch the call there.

Ollie!

Take a sip of this.

There you are.

Ollie... can you tell me

what happened?

I didn't know it was

going to be so tough...

I'd have asked for more money...

You made a good guess

in the paper this morning.

You won't have to guess any more, Nick.

Tanaka planned it.

I'm glad Edith got away OK.

Sorry I missed the boat.

Ollie!

What is it?

Very sorry to disturb.

So am I... Beat it!

A desperate criminal escaped police...

Maybe he is hiding here.

Sorry... we must search.

It is to protect you.

There's nobody here and I don't need

anybody to protect me...

Now get out!

Have accident?

Here is criminal!

Don't you mean "victim"?

We must search house, please.

Of course, there was nothing to find...

now get out of here.

Yes... but you come with us...

make report.

Alright...

That's exactly what I ought to do.

If you just give me a chance

to phone my office...

Not permitting telephone.

Now look here, Oshima...

I'm getting awfully tired of this.

You're chief, Yamada,

is a very good friend of mine...

I don't want to have to turn you in.

Come, please.

Alright.

Condon San...

Good morning, Condon San!

Did not expect you here...

except as friend.

May I use your phone?

Tokyo Chronicle, please.

You've got some explaining to do,

Yamada!

Get me Charlie Sprague!

Among other things, my government

doesn't like its nationals...

...to be thrown into the jug,

without any charge.

Japanese government would not do that

to American, Condon San.

Here is charge.

Nicholas Condon, Managing Editor

Tokyo Chronicle...

...held private celebration

in his own home...

...gaiety intense, and far-reaching...

...causing complaints from neighbors...

Complaints ignored...

...forcing police to make polite request

that gaiety subdue.

Request ignored.

Police enter home at 10.30pm.

Find Nicholas Condon with 2 girls.

Two... Condon San?!

Condon very much under influence

of sak.

Demand police leave.

Police demand 2 girls leave.

Condon attempt

to throw police out.

Condon overcome by drink.

Friendly police put him to bed

in city jail... to protect him.

You've cut me off...

Get me the Tokyo Chronicle again, please.

Because holding you in much esteem...

Man of great prestige...

No longer angry with protective police...

You are free to go.

Thanks.

Charlie!

Nick, please... go home

and get a little sleep.

You had us up all last night...

We even woke the ambassador.

I don't know how

we're gonna alibi it to him.

Japanese papers are full of what you did.

Never mind that...

I'm glad you got the ambassador...

Get him again and tell him I got to see him

as soon as possible.

And get in your car and pick me up here.

Bring a camera!

Sgt Oshima... you know our good friend

Conon San of Tokyo Chronicle?

We have met many times.

- It's a great honor.

- It's not mutual.

You killed 2 Americans

last night, Oshima...

One on the "Nagata Maru"

and the other at my house.

Serious charge, Condon San.

Your have proof?

Condon San and sak

have big fight last night.

Sak win!

I suppose you weren't at the harbor...

...and you weren't at my house?

Last night we take families

to view cherry blossoms in moonlight.

Most pleasurable evening.

Better you forget bad dreams

and go home to good sleep.

Sayonara, Condon San.

Anytime I make big joke I say...

Hope I am not too serious... too soon.

Understand... you very strong judo.

Perhaps you honor me

with contest some time.

Certainly... only I hope next time

it'll be face to face!

You can put your camera away...

There's the window

Ollie plowed through last night...

They've replaced it.

Replaced number one...

even to the lipstick.

Replaced... number two...

They don't miss a bit.

They'd even take out the bloodstains.

They are very thorough.

What is it, Nick?

There's someone at the door...

Shall I see who it is?

Yeah... see who it is.

- Mr Condon please...

- Come in.

This is Mr Condon.

Haynoshi.

Thank you... am from Foreign Office.

Please permit me to escort you

to audience...

...with his Excellency

Premier General Baron Tanaka.

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