Shanghai Page #2

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I'm not a Nazi, if that's your implication, Mr. Sanger.

I've lived in Germany far too long

to have any illusions about what kind of people they are.

Now you can fire me, you can censor me--

I have no intention of firing you.

Write something that doesn't make my stomach

turn and I'll print it...

...otherwise you can type your fingers raw for all I care.

Will that be all, sir?

Yeah, get out.

Oh, and this came for you.

At least your Nazi friends are impressed.

Mrs. Mueller, thank you so much for the invitation.

It's lovely to see you, Mr. Soames.

My pleasure. Mr. Mueller.

Mr. Soames.

A party at the German embassy

could make one night feel like a thousand years.

Laughing at all their jokes

was like eating breakfast from the gutter.

The way I see it, for America to join the war...

...would be like a man who's never

been in a relationship interfering in a 50 year marriage.

Thank you for a wonderful party, Your Excellency.

I'm glad you're enjoying it, Mr. Lan-Ting.

You know everyone here, don't you?

Paul Soames.

Anthony Lan-Ting.

Gentlemen, excuse me.

These affairs had quite a guest list.

Nazis, Japanese imperialists, the Triads, Kempeitai.

They were all connected.

Any of them could have killed Conner.

I had to get in between them.

It was like being a worm,

working your way into a rotten apple.

Please tell me you're not politicians or diplomats.

If you are a politician or a diplomat,

it doesn't matter how beautiful or charming you are...

...I just cannot talk to you,

I couldn't bear it.

I'm afraid they can't speak a word of English,

Mr. Soames.

No?

Let me introduce you properly.

These are my cousins Shin Shin and Lili.

And this is my friend Captain Tanaka...

...a politician and a diplomat, I'm afraid.

Captain, it's a pleasure to meet you.

I hope I didn't offend you, sir.

If there's anything else you'd like to ask the girls...

...I'd be happy to translate.

Well, now that I know you're related to them,

I don't think that would be such a good idea.

Excuse me.

Captain.

Japan is as deserving of an empire in the East...

...as Germany is of an empire in the West.

So...

...how does a writer for the Shanghai Herald

get asked to the German Consulate?

Some friends invited me.

Well, the truth is I'm only friends

with the lonely-looking frulein in the black dress.

Oh, I see.

A toast to the Emperor...

..and the Fuhrer!

Honorable men all.

May they rot in hell.

And now, some music.

Anna!

I'm sorry I'm late.

My appointments ran late.

That's okay.

Darling, this is my friend, Paul Soames.

My wife Anna.

How do you do?

It's a pleasure to meet you.

What did you decide?

I thought we'd take them to the fashion show

at the Casino.

So...

...how do you know my husband?

Actually we just met.

Oh, I thought you were old friends.

It certainly feels that way.

Shall I get you something to drink?

I'd like to dance before I do anything else.

Will you dance with me, darling?

You should ask Mr. Soames.

Mr. Soames?

I'd be delighted.

Thank you, Anthony.

You're welcome.

My husband doesn't always trust people

he's just met.

How did you charm him so quickly?

He and his cousins

just seemed like the most interesting

people here tonight.

They're not his cousins.

No?

They're his mistresses.

Anthony doesn't know I gamble.

He'd be very upset if he found out.

I have no intention of telling him.

Good. Thank you.

I like secrets. I collect them.

Fascinating.

Why were you following me at the casino?

I had no idea you were married.

And who was your friend with the cigarette case?

A question for a question.

Well, it's like poker.

You have to pay to see my hand.

What game are we playing, Mr. Soames?

Paul.

Leni. I thought you'd left.

No, no, no.

Leni Mueller, this is Mrs. Anthony Lan-Ting.

How do you do?

I should get back to my husband.

Of course. Thank you for the dance.

Not at all.

She doesn't look very married.

Neither do you.

Drop me off at the harbor.

Kita was Conner's only known contact.

I figured if Conner trusted him,

I probably could too.

So I found us a quiet place to talk.

What do you want to tell me?

I was helping Conner.

In exchange he promised me

an American passport.

I was supposed to get it a year ago.

He said he would help me.

Uh-huh. Well, we're here to help.

Keep talking.

Conner called me a few days before he died.

He needed a checkpoint pass for a friend.

His friend was Japanese.

He was trying to smuggle her out of Shanghai.

He told me not to tell anyone.

After he was killed I was scared

you'd think I set him up.

What'd you do with the pass?

I took it to the apartment in Chapei like he said.

What apartment?

Conner lived in the International Settlement.

He gave me an address in Chapei.

When I went, there was nobody there.

I can prove it. I still have the pass.

This was Conner's girlfriend.

Her name is Sumiko.

I can show you where the apartment is.

So all Conner wanted was a checkpoint pass?

Was he working on anything else?

Just routine naval intelligence.

He had me report on the Emperor's East China Fleet.

He never told me what the information was for

and I never asked.

Just ask them if they ever saw him

with a young woman.

According to the neighbors,

the girl disappeared the night Conner was killed.

She set him up.

Must have rented another room.

An attic or a basement.

Anywhere he could have used as a darkroom.

So why didn't the girl hand these over

when she turned him in?

Maybe Conner still had enough sense not

to tell her everything.

I saw this man

with Lan-Ting at the German Consulate.

His name's Tanaka.

He's head of Japanese Intelligence for Shanghai.

These are Navy and Air Corps officers here.

We should find out who the other men are in that picture.

Tanaka's saluting them, they've gotta be ranking officers.

That's Lan-Ting's wife.

Her father was a respected politician till

the Japanese took him out.

They would have killed her too

but her family arranged for her to marry Lan-Ting.

He protects her.

Anna was everywhere...

...in the city...

...but she always seemed to be hiding something.

So I did what you do with a puzzle.

I stared at it until it made sense.

I have to see what that Japanese bastard wants

No, not now!

This will just take a minute.

I'll be right back.

Anthony, get down! Get down!

Anthony!

Anthony!

Paul, come in.

You're lucky the bastards couldn't shoot straight.

Even luckier that you were there.

Who do I have to thank for that?

The frulein I told you about last week.

I was supposed to meet her at the fashion show

and she stood me up.

Perhaps her husband sent those gunmen after you.

Did you found out who they were?

I will.

Captain, please come in.

Why don't you show Mr. Soames around the house

until we're ready for dinner?

Mrs. Lan-Ting.

Your hand. Here.

Thank you.

Did you know any of the men who died today?

They were Japanese.

I meant the others.

I recognized your friends from the casino.

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