Madame Butterfly Page #3

Synopsis: Lieutenant B.F. Pinkerton is on shore-leave in Japan. He and his buddy Lieutenant Barton, out for a night on the town, stop in at a local establishment to check out the food, drink and girls, 'uh, and girls' to quote Lt. Barton. Pinkerton spies Cho-Cho San and immediately falls in lust. Barton counsels Pinkerton that he can 'marry' this beautiful Japanese girl, enjoy himself with cultural approval, then sail happily on back to America unshackled, since abandonment equates divorce in Japan. Barton assures Pinkerton that once abandoned, Cho-Cho will be free to marry whomever she chooses from amongst the Japanese people. When Pinkerton's ship sails out of port, Butterfly waits patiently for her husband to come home. Three years pass. Ever with her eye toward the harbor, Butterfly holds a secret delight that she eagerly wishes to surprise her husband with: their son. Pinkerton arrives in Japan with his American bride by his side. He goes to Butterfly to make his apologies and to finally en
 
IMDB:
6.3
Year:
1932
86 min
133 Views


except him, my honorable husband,

the whole works.

They becoming very large.

It is the excellent American food.

It's more likely those four goldfish

that once inhabited this bowl.

Please not to speak

in such Japanese manner.

You must try to speak

my honorable husband type of English.

Okay. I go hoopy in big way

for everything.

You talk very sour, Suzuki.

My husband say American house

filled with laughter all the time.

You must laugh, Suzuki,

That's great improvement.

So many bells. I must count.

Must be very late.

Hurry, Suzuki, here he comes!

He very happy tonight.

He sing very loud.

He make big stride, so.

He must have very big present

for his wife, I think.

- Why you wait, Suzuki?

- I have nothing better to do.

Go!

Well, how's everything?

Everything okay.

- How are your everything?

- Couldn't be better.

That very strange lump,

Mr. B.F. Pinkerton,

Where you get it all of a sudden?

Oh, that, that... hm...

That's my shore leave.

- Shore leave?

- Certainly, Oh, yes, yes, yes...

If I don't have one of those I can't get

off the ship to see my Cho-Cho-San.

Then why I never notice it before?

Well, as a rule, I leave it down

at the dock in a pale of ice water.

What for this ice water?

Well, you see, a shore leave

is a very delicate animal.

It's sort of a cross between

an oyster and a shark.

And if he doesn't get his bucket

of ice water every day

he's apt to get annoyed

and bite holes in your pocket.

Oh, he sounds like very

destructive creature.

- May I see it please?

- Sure, go ahead.

Oh...

You make big joke with me like always.

So many beautiful presents

you always bring me.

Hello, Suzuki.

- You're looking fine.

- That is so.

What's all the noise for, Suzuki?

- She laugh.

- What at?

Just American custom.

Laugh at nothing.

Well, here's to looking at you.

- Down the hatch!

- Right!

Wonder where my pipe cleaners are.

Oh...

Oh, Suzuki use them to wire reverend

grandmother's hair for funeral party.

So sorry.

I have very bad house keeper.

All right, there's an extra pack

in the top drawer of my trunk.

May I get it?

Here we are.

I find them like this.

Oh, thank you very much,

Cho-Cho-San.

She very beautiful that American lady.

Oh, I guess she'd pass in a crowd.

She some lady you know very well?

Sure, sure, we've known

each other for years.

She...

love you very much perhaps?

Oh, of course not.

What this writing say?

Oh, that?

That just says 'Lots of luck'.

Oh...

But... maybe...

you very much in love with her.

How can I have room in my heart

for anyone but Madame Butterfly.

- Hello, darling.

- Hello, beautiful!

I so glad to see you,

Honorable Lieutenant Barton.

Of course you are.

All women are.

I'm nature in the raw.

Nature very wonderful sometime.

Did you hear that?

Excuse me. I go tell Suzuki

bring drinks.

Well, well, your English has improved.

Yes, I now speak like rich

Park Avenue lady.

Talk very fast. Say first word

that coming up in head.

What do you know about that?

That's funny.

She's as happy as though she didn't know

you'd be gone by tomorrow morning.

As a matter of fact,

I haven't told her yet, Bart.

What?

- I didn't have the heart.

- Oh.

I couldn't spoil her last evening.

I understand.

Make mine a strong one, Butterfly.

I'll be right back.

Be with you in a moment, Barton.

When sufficient is poured,

please speak word me stop pour.

Ye... Whoa!

Excessively snappy service.

Oh, thanks.

Shrine look much better that way,

don't you think?

What did you change it for,

Cho-Cho-San?

I no like old gods so much no more.

I like new God of my honorable husband.

What's he been telling you

about his God?

Oh, very nice things.

His God do not like divorce.

He say marriage made in Heaven.

He say continue to be married

till death do us part.

Most people seem to forget

that part of it.

They do?

How that is stupid.

That part I never forget.

Cho-Cho-San...

there's one thing your husband

has forgotten to tell you...

Butterfly...

Well, how about paying

a little attention to me?

When he say pay attention like that,

it mean he very hungry.

I go tell Suzuki make great speed.

Step on dinner.

Wait a minute.

Let's go to the hotel tonight for dinner.

What do you say?

Oh, I don't know, Bart...

What do you say, Cho-Cho-San?

They make swell cocktails.

Oh, cocktails?

Then I be just like American wife.

Okay.

Suzuki!

Suzuki!

Quick! Quick!

Boy. I wouldn't be in your shoes

tonight for a million dollars.

This cocktail have wooden tail feather,

I think.

Here's how it started.

These American wives

have very tough throat.

Don't be silly.

It never touches their throats.

Hello.

Hello.

One of you two chaps

has awfully good taste.

This is Madame Butterfly.

Commander Anderson.

How do you do?

- Oh, sit down.

- Thanks.

No wonder we haven't been seeing

anything of you

for the last couple of months.

Well, that's been a break

for you fellows, hasn't it?

Why don't you come over

and join our party?

- No, thanks.

- Well, it's nice to have seen you, Commander.

Oh, I get you...

Last evening together

before we shove off, eh?

Shove off?

That's new word to me.

Up anchor, get going,

back to the good old USA.

Oh...

I understand.

Thank you very much.

Please don't, Butterfly...

I know I should have told you, but...

I didn't want to spoil our last night.

I...

I beg many pardons.

I forget to be good wife.

Everything okay?

Almost.

Now everything is okay.

Now you sing song

same as always, please.

All right.

Then...

you not go back to that girl?

The girl in the picture?

Of course not.

You do love me...

not much...

just a little?

You are the sweetest thing

on earth.

Then maybe...

you come back to me?

Of course.

Sure?

Surest thing you know.

I so happy you say that.

See? I smile now.

When you come back?

Oh, I don't know.

Oh...

In the Spring, maybe.

When the robins nest again?

Yes, that's it.

When the robins nest again.

Good-bye, Butterfly.

Suzuki.

Suzuki, come quick.

Look, little man. Look up there.

- What is it?

- It is a robin.

- He's very skinny one.

- He's special extra beautiful bird.

You may go.

Now he build nest

and then quick, as soon as he finish,

your papa come home.

How he make face of astonishment

when he see you.

He say, 'Hot dog!

How you get hold of that?'

Then I whisper so...

He say, 'You very clever girl

bring me son like that. '

Then he say,

'What's your name?'

And I say,

'We call him Trouble now. '.

We wait till you come back

to call him Joy.

Now, what you think of that?

That sound like very

Japanese reply to me.

If so, you get bounced

right out from here.

No one allowed speak anything

but United States language in this house.

Oh, look, dear, a robin.

Just think of a robin building it's nest

in the heart of New York.

Now Spring is really here.

What's wrong, Ben?

Oh, nothing.

It must be something.

You know, ever since

you've come back from Japan

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Josephine Lovett

Josephine Lovett (21 October 1877 – 17 September 1958) was an American scenario writer, adapter, screenwriter and actress, active in films from 1916 to 1935. She was married to Canadian-born director, John Stewart Robertson. She is best known for her then-risqué film Our Dancing Daughters in 1928. Her screenplays typically included a heroine who was oftentimes economically and sexually independent. more…

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