Kim Page #5

All desire is illusion, and a tie

to bind thee upon the wheel of life.

Come.

Does thou love me?

Then go...

or my heart cracks.

Mr. O'Hara, sir.

I'm Dr. Bronson.

We were expecting you.

These gentlemen

are members of the teaching staff.

Gentlemen!

This is Kimball O'Hara.

I'm sure you'll make him welcome

in our midst.

Thorpe, we'll place O'Hara

temporarily in your form.

How do you do? This way.

Bearer.

- Just come out from England?

- What school are you from?

- Any good at cricket?

- What's the family? Civil service or army?

- Army.

- So am I. Put it there, O'Hara!

- Connor's the name.

- Wish they'd stuck you in another form.

You make 13, and I'm superstitious.

Leave him alone and let him eat.

Go ahead, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't do that at St. Xavier's, O'Hara.

We don't run away like a thief in the night.

If we have a problem

that makes us unhappy or discontented...

we face it.

We talk it over with each other...

and try to get our feet back on the ground.

Yes, sahib, sir.

I know your background, O'Hara.

And I know how it must feel

to be in a cage.

But many of the boys here are Indian-born,

like yourself.

We're teaching them to command.

But no man is fit to command...

until he's first learned

to command himself.

Yes, sir.

Colonel Creighton has high hopes for you.

But I'm so far behind

on the road to learning.

What about that interesting chap

who made it possible for you to be here?

I mean the lama.

You wouldn't want to let him down,

would you?

Rather would I be reborn a snake.

That's all I wanted to know.

Go back to your dormitory.

There'll be no report made of this incident.

Thank you, sir.

As for that road to learning...

I shall be here every evening

from dinner until roll call.

Perhaps I can help you catch up.

Thank you, sir.

With the coming of the sultry heat

of summer, the students of St. Xavier's...

left for their long vacation.

But Kim, who had no family...

must return to spend his holidays

in the military orphanage at Umballa.

Stop here.

We haven't time. I've given my word

to see you safely to Umballa.

- I want to get something in Sarges.

- Look sharp. There isn't much time.

It won't take long.

No stain holds longer than walnut juice.

- But remember, it does not wash off.

- I shall remember.

You are very young a sahib

to go for such devilry.

Thank you for lending me these clothes.

Keep mine till I return

and I shall give you another rupee.

Another? But you have given me none yet.

Have faith in the gods, my sister.

Some days are feast, others are famine.

Driver, can't find him anywhere.

Mustn't miss the train. Drive on.

An anna, O protector of the poor.

Just one little anna.

My mother is dead. My father is dead.

My brothers and sisters

are young and foodless.

An anna, O protector of the poor.

Just one little anna.

Where's Mahbub Ali?

Begone. We make no room

for beggars or gutter thieves.

Is that the way to welcome a friend, Abul?

By the beards of my ancestors...

you are the boy from Lahore.

Where's your master?

I seek service with him.

Where would he be after sunset, except

baiting a trap with that red beard of his?

Until he returns,

give me a place by your fire.

Over there.

In the tall grass by the mango tree.

The price was to be 20 rupees,

Hassan Bey.

The other 10 when Red Beard is dead.

It is as we planned. I will show you.

See...

I have arranged his saddlebags.

Always he sleeps near the fire

with his head to the west.

Mahbub Ali!

Friend of all the world

will give you a warning.

Never again will I use a shod horse

for night work.

They pick up every nail

and rock in the road.

Down. Keep down.

The night is full of eyes.

But for this meeting,

your head would be full of holes.

Hold still, sire of all devils.

How far do you trust your head man?

As far as from thee to me.

He's plotting with a man

disguised as a peddler.

They plan to shoot you.

- As I ride into camp?

- No, after you are asleep.

The plan is for Abul

to kindle a fire near you...

and make you an easy target.

Did you see this peddler's face?

As well as I saw it when he searched

your belongings that night at Lahore.

Go back to my camp. I'll meet you there.

Be careful, Mahbub Ali.

Mahbub Ali does not die this night.

Salaam, sahib.

This is a world of danger to peaceful men

like thee and me, is it not?

What have we here?

Cardamom cakes...

and cinnamon.

Help yourself, sahib. It's free.

My stomach is not yet right for it.

I killed my first man when I was 15.

Tell me.

Did you find your lama?

At Benares they said

he'd again taken to the road.

Colonel Creighton was very angry

when you disappeared.

What I do during my holidays

is my own affair.

I'll return to St. Xavier's

when it opens again.

But Creighton sahib

knew that our paths would cross.

So he's ordered me to take you to Simla

for a certain purpose.

But why Simla? What will I do there?

There you'll learn things

that Creighton sahib...

not even Mahbub Ali himself,

can teach you.

Now let us break camp and avoid

pointless discussions with the police.

You'll like being with Lurgan sahib.

It's a different kind of school.

Very different.

Why should I go to school?

Colonel's orders.

But it's the holidays.

Tell me, Mahbub Ali, as man to man...

did you go to school in your holidays?

Frankly, as man to man,

and as one horse trader to another...

I never went to school at all.

Then why should I?

Because Colonel Creighton's a man to be

obeyed to the last wink of his eyelash.

Lurgan sahib, is he one of us?

Well, he's...

"Us. "

What is this talk of us?

I know you and others

gather news for Colonel Creighton.

He tells it to the General,

and then the armies march.

Do they, indeed?

I'm no fool. I am not blind.

It is a game. The Great Game.

Is it, indeed?

Very well, my friend.

And you will never speak of it again.

Remember...

you've never seen or spoken

to a certain Mahbub Ali...

who sells horses...

to one Colonel Creighton,

whom also you've never seen.

I like it not.

I think I shall not go to this Lurgan sahib.

I am here.

...seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one.

You will stay with me until it is time

to go back to the school.

It is an order.

It is an order.

Where shall I put this?

You will sleep here.

Are you afraid?

Afraid of what?

I've seen things like this many times.

One day, I fell asleep

in the museum at Lahore.

I found myself locked in for the night.

Nothing happened.

Shake hands, O'Hara.

This is Wanna, my other pupil.

Wanna learns quickly.

Now come, O'Hara,

let me see you match wits with him.

Bring me the tray.

Look at them well. Finger them if you like.

Get the number and their color

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