Daughter of the Dragon

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Come on, hurry.

Princess Ling Moy.

You are incomparable. Superb.

Please come back to us soon.

Thank you, Mr Webster.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

How lovely.

Isn't that beautiful?

[ Door knocks ]

Your manager.

Come in, Morloff.

As always.

My friends and guests of the evening.

Miss Joan Marshall.

And her fiance, Mr Ronald Petrie.

Ling Moy is honoured.

Your dancing bewitched us.

May I too, congratulate you?

Ling Moy shall endeavour

to deserve this praise.

I see you are staying at Mr Morloff's

house until you leave for South America?

Ah, Princess .. the Petries

are neighbours of ours.

Oh, the charming white house?

Yes, the one next door.

Now that you are free,

I hope we may see you often.

I too .. dare hope for it.

Goodnight, Princess.

Goodnight.

I shall join you in a moment.

Right you are, Morloff.

Is there any news of my father?

He has arrived in London.

Is he at your house?

He will be there tonight.

And shall I see him?

Undoubtedly.

Now, now. Understand, Ah Kee.

As a special worker for

Scotland Yard, you are first rate.

In fact I am sorry you

can't join us officially.

But this time, you are

barking up the wrong tree.

These records prove that Fu Manchu

died twenty years ago.

His body was not found.

He never appeared again.

He is here, in London.

I saw him tonight.

A resemblance?

Perhaps.

But if I happen to be right.

Petrie should be warned.

Yes.

If you are right.

Get me Sir John Petrie's house.

What?

Are you sure?

The telephone wire has been cut.

Hobbs. Yes sir?

Get me two cars and half dozen men.

We leave immediately for the

Petrie house. Right, sir.

I wish I could find a

word to describe her.

Exotic. That's the word.

And ..

She's intriguing, if you

know what I mean, father.

He knows very well

what you mean, Ronald.

At your age, he was very much like you.

Even more so, I should say.

Oh, I beg your pardon. I'm intruding.

You want something, Rogers?

No, sir. Well that is,

you see, I blundered.

You what?

Sir, it's my glasses.

I don't see well without them.

And I left them in the study when I

came in here a few moments ago.

To get a copy of Black Beauty.

But instead, I got ..

I've got ..

I've got it.

Oh, I've typed those notes, Sir John.

Very good, Rogers.

I'll look over them at once.

Yes, sir. Well, goodnight.

Goodnight, Mr Morloff.

Goodnight, Rogers.

Goodnight, Rogers.

That is for Sir John.

Very well, Flinders.

Oh. Excuse me.

Sir John, may I see you

a moment, privately?

Certainly, Rogers. Come up to my study.

Oh, there they are.

Oh yes.

There.

Oh very good. Very good, Rogers.

In fact, I'd say .. splendid.

Now, what about your private business?

Oh .. well I have a problem, sir.

Oh?

By all means, marry the girl.

Sir, it is not that sort of a problem.

Oh, not that sort? Well, what sort?

Well you see, in opening your letters.

I've tried to keep from you,

advertisements and that sort of thing.

Quite right.

And ..

Well then, I'm justified

and thank you very much.

That was easily settled.

Well, I wouldn't have

bothered you, but you see.

This was exceptional.

Advertisements?

They must be. They're not letters.

Let me see them.

No, no. I've annoyed you quite enough

and they're really all far too serious.

Rogers.

These are warnings of death.

It's appalling. Why in heaven's name

didn't you mention this before?

Call Sir Basil Courtney at once.

Hello, hello.

The phone is dead.

The wire is cut.

Rogers.

Telephone from Morloff's place.

Ask Sir Basil to come here immediately.

But say nothing of this to

Lady Petrie or the others.

Now hurry, hurry. As fast as you can.

Fu Manchu coming here?

From the grave?

I am here, Doctor.

Born, ready and risen.

Ha ha ha ha.

You!

The murderer of my father

and his father before him.

What more can you want?

To wipe the slate clean.

May I sit down?

My advanced years, you see.

In the twenty years

I have fought to live.

The thought of killing you and your

son has been my dearest nurse.

I have used my time.

To perfect the most ..

Ingenious .. death.

For you both.

You'll never do it.

You murdering madman.

My first precaution .. naturally.

You devil.

If you dare to lay a finger on my boy.

If you dare to hurt .. to hurt ..

I will ..

Do you feel the atrophy

of the throat muscle?

A unique poison has been

mixed in your tobacco.

A most mischievous formula.

As witnessed.

You see?

Your mind is completely ..

Under my control.

Walk .. Sir John.

[ Buzzer ]

Is Sir John at home?

Yes, Sir Basil.

Hobbs .. you and Bentley stop here.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Sir Basil.

Where is your father, Ronald?

In the study.

Thank you. I'd like to see him.

Why Sir Basil, what's wrong?

No cause for alarm, Lady Petrie.

I just want a word or two with Sir John.

I'll fetch him down now.

Why, father.

Stop .. Sir John.

Fu Manchu!

If you love Sir John, do not shoot.

The shock of a pistol report.

Would kill him instantly.

Oh, don't.

Ah, Lady Petrie.

The accumulated

greetings of twenty years.

My beloved ones were

killed before my eyes.

In like manner,

I shall now cancel the debt.

Walk, Sir John.

My first victim now

descends towards you.

His life hanging by a strained thread.

Which my vengeance now .. severs!

John!

You, Ronald Petrie.

Are the remainder of the forfeit.

And your life too .. is mine.

Oh Ronald, you'll be killed!

After him!

Sir Basil, he's dead.

Bentley, Flinders.

Help me carry him in there.

Yes, sir.

This passage leads to the way out.

Did he double back this way, sir?

No.

Hobbs .. I'm going to put an

extra guard around the house.

You warn the local Police.

Yes, sir.

Mr Morloff.

I heard a shot as I came through

the garden. What's happened?

Sir John has been killed.

Master.

Is my daughter here?

Yes, master.

Then make haste.

Prepare the .. altar room.

Bring Ling Moy to me there.

The Great Lord awaits his daughter.

Your noble father will receive you.

My flower daughter.

My honoured father.

May your days be laughing songs.

And may the blood of your father.

Course warmly in your veins.

For within the hour,

he will be gathered.

To his revered ancestors.

No, no.

I've only just found you.

Noble father.

The emblem of the great house of Fu.

As a child, you cried yourself to sleep.

Over its tragic fairy story.

So at last, my daughter.

The story .. is true.

Mother and brother.

Murdered by a Petrie.

Yours ..

Yours is the noble house of Fu.

Then you?

I, your father ..

Am Fun Manchu.

Live, live. Divine father.

Infamous father.

I sent you away.

Into the occidental world.

To keep you from me until

I should deserve your homage.

Instead.

You now witness my shame.

Great spirits beyond.

I come to you.

Crawling in the dust.

Death lays its hands upon me.

And my sacred work is unfinished.

That Petrie still lives.

The dishonour,

it burns upon my forehead.

Master.

Let this unworthy slave

finish the sacred work.

Only one of the house of Fu

can redeem our honour.

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