Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence Page #4

your sense of order.

Yes. You understand, Lawrence.

You must die for me.

I understand.

I won't die for you!

Should I have lied about the

radio Sergeant Hara?

Should I have said I brought it

into the Camp?

Sergeant Hara!

Stop it!

It's your gods.

It's your bloody awful stinking gods.

They made you what you are.

May they rot in whatever filthy

hell they came from!

Damn them! Damn your f***ing gods!

To the cells!

Wait!

What will happen to Major Celliers?

That is one of your business.

Oh you wouldn't execute

Major Celliers...

for a crime like bringing a

wireless into a ward.

Your friend was a

disappointment to me.

Do you want to see him

before you die?

What happened in there?

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Something's changed.

I read it all wrong.

Do you think you've had it?

What? What?

Do you think you've had it?

Bloody radio!

Yonoi said something strange.

He said:

"I'm disappointed in your friend."

What is wrong with

them, Lawrence?

I don't know.

They were a nation of

anxious people.

And they could do

nothing individually.

So they went mad, en masse.

God I wish they'd stop hitting me.

I don't want to hate any

individual Japanese.

John.

John Lawrence.

Good night, John Lawrence.

What's up John?

I was dreaming.

I was dreaming about this woman.

Christ, sounds like she cut it off.

I only met he twice...

I met her only twice.

Just before the fall of Singapore.

The streets were just

packed with people.

Everybody was trying to get out.

They'd all gone mad.

The hotels were packed.

Everybody was screaming.

And there was this woman,

who was different from...

all the rest, really.

She didn't seem to be frightened.

I was frightened.

We talked about the war

and she kept saying...

"What's the truth?

I want to know the truth."

Bloody silly question, really.

We arranged to have breakfast

together the next morning.

And would you believe it?

I was whipped off.

The attack had started.

Japanese landed.

Anyway I got back to the hotel

a few days later...

and would you believe it?

She was still there.

She was standing in exactly

the same place...

that I'd left her.

It was as if she hadn't move

since I walked away.

Like I'd run across the street for

a packet of cigaretes.

I don't think I want to talk about

this anymore really.

Jack are you there?

Yes I suppose so.

What's the matter?

The past, again and again.

You've got me at it now, John.

Who is she? Your turn in

the confessional.

I've not had many romantic

interludes of great importance.

My experience lies in the

field of betrayal.

Ride, ride through the day

Ride through the moonlight

Ride, ride through the night

For far in the distance

Burns the fire

For someone who

Was waited long

How do you find the time to

compose these songs?

While you're at school.

Lead us Heavently Father,

Lead us

O'er the world's

Tempestuous sea

Guard us, guide us,

Keep us, feed us

For we have no help

But Thee

Yet possessing every blessing,

If our God our Father be

Listen! They're a two

full notes off!

Savior, breathe forgiveness

O'er us

All our weakness

Thou dost know

- They're after me.

- But why?

- I laughed at them.

- I laughed, too!

They hate me!

They like you.

I won't let them touch you.

Go on home.

Don't look back no matter what!

Understand?

Do what I told you!

Be brave.

Hey, hunchback!

Get out of the way!

Don't run!

All right! You asked for it!

What an earth do you think

you're doing!

Are you all right?

You brought the pastor!

Why did you have to interfere?

Why didn't you go home

like I said?

- I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.

Stop crying.

You hate me, too!

My brother was scared out of

his skin when the time came...

for him to go to school.

I was in the sixth form,

top of my class...

and head of my house.

Even so my brother lived every

day in absolute terror...

of being revealed...

Tomorrow's the initiation.

Any exemptions?

One got a weak heart. But he's got

a doctor's certificate.

I've got on who's blind as a bat.

He can't even pee straight.

You've got a young brother in your

house haven't you?

- What about him?

- Well, what about him?

- I was merely wondering if he was...

- He's perfectly all right.

If there's any reason why you'd

want your brother excused...

It's awfully decent of you,

but there's no reason.

I knew my brother was

waiting for me.

But I couldn't conscience the

thought of the whole school...

stting eyes on his back.

It would reflect on me...

and anything related to me

was not of the best.

I asked the science master

to let me stay after class...

to make preparations for the

experiments the next day.

Why was he born so beautiful?

Why was he born at all?

He's no bloody use to anyone

He's no bloody use at all

Come on chaps!

- What can you do?

- I hear he can sing.

Oh he's one of those, is he?

Come on sing!

Sing, Sing, Sing.

Sing. Sing. Sing.

Ride, ride through the day

Ride, ride through the night

For far in the distance

Burns the fire

For someone who

Has waited along

Jack, help me!

So how did it go today?

You mean you didn't see?

No. I was in the science

laboratory all afternoon.

I had to finish a job for

the science master.

I see.

My brother never sang

another note... ever.

He took over our father's

farm in due course.

The last time I saw him was

at his wedding.

Over the years, I became,

you might say...

a haunted person.

I really wanted to see him again.

I never did.

I was 32, eligible batchelor...

a reasonably successful lawyer

and absolutely nothing.

When war broke out, God,

I embraaced it.

With some inexplicable sense

of relief and the kind...

of enthusiasm I hadn't shown for

anything for... I don't know.

Yoy should have joined the

Foreign Legion, Jack.

It would have been

an easier life.

That's the last thing I want.

- Here comes the milkman now.

- Two pints.

Shouldn't we order an extra one.

It's Christmas remember?

Well, it was lovely chatting but

I really must fly.

It's not you. They've como

for me.

How is it John you're always wrong?

- The prsioners, sir.

- Come in.

So, sergeant Hara,

you're human after all.

What?

So Sergeant Hara you're

human after all.

Lawrence-San!

You know Father Christmas?

What's he saying to us?

Yes Hara-San.

Father Christmas means Santa Claus.

I'm Father Christmas tonight.

Tonight, I'm Father Christmas.

He thinks he's Santa Claus.

Father. Father Christmas.

Father Christmas!

Go with him.

You're both free.

He's pissed as a newt.

Marry Christmas.

Thank you.

Marry Kurisumasu, Lawrence!

Marry Kurisumasu!

Bonkers.

I brought the squad, sir.

All present, sir.

Lawrence! Why are you here?

- I relesed him last night.

- Why?

Yesterday I questioned a

chinese prisoner.

He confessed he smuggled the

radio into the sick bay.

I had him executed.

I was wrong to blame Lawrence.

Why not report it!

- I also released Jack Celliers.

- Without my permission?

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