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Sing it. There's no one here but you and me.

And the China Sea.

But it's a love song.

Just doesn't fit the occasion.

That's all right. It's only a popular song.

You didn't write the words.

- I'm warning you, if you don't sing it, I will.

- You win.

Good night, my love

The tired old moon is descending

Good night, my love

My moment with you now is ending

it was so heavenly

Holding you close to me

it will be heavenly

To hold you again in a dream

The stars above

have promised to meet us tomorrow

Till then, my love,

how dreary the new day will seem

So for the present, dear, we'll have to part

Sleep tight, my love

Good night, my love

Remember that you're mine

Sweetheart

- (music ends)

- (distant applause)

Susan!

- Good night.

- Good night.

- And... good night to you too.

- Good night!

- See that this is sent at once.

- Yes, ma'am.

- How long do we have here, Purser?

- 12 hours, ma'am.

- This would be nice for the little girl.

- Do you like that?

- I think it's beautiful.

- All right, we'll take that too.

When I get big, I'm gonna marry

a man like you. Aren't you, Aunt Susan?

When you grow up,

there aren't gonna be any men like him.

He's a dying race,

the last of the easy spenders.

Nice jade bracelet for the lady?

- No, thank you.

- What a perfect piece of jade.

- It is lovely.

- It's all yours. Wrap it up.

- Send to the steamer with the rest.

- Tommy, I couldn't accept it.

It's all right, Susan. Mr and Mrs Kruikshank

are good people, and they take anything.

Shoes, potatoes, rice.

See, if Ching-Ching says it's all right.

- Not even for Ching-Ching.

- All right, but you're being very silly.

- You know where we're going now?

- Back to the boat.

- She guessed wrong again, didn't she?

- You said it.

- We're going to a show.

- What kind of a show?

Beautiful, magnificent.

- (knocking)

- Come in.

- Mother!

- Richard!

Why did you cable me?

Where's Susan? She's not ill, is she?

- Go up on deck and call Miss Parker.

- Yes, missy.

No, Richard, she's not ill.

Why did you send for me?

After all, it's not exactly an inexpensive trip.

I know, I know, dear, but frankly the situation

was more than I could cope with alone.

What do you mean?

Heavens, Mother, don't build it up.

Did you ever hear

of a man named Tommy Randall?

Randall? The name's familiar.

- It should be. It's in the papers enough.

- What about him?

- He's on this boat.

- What's that got to do with Susan?

Richard, your mother's a woman of

the world. You realise that. She can tell...

She can tell what?

Heavens, Mother, we're not getting anyplace.

I'm not saying there's been

anything wrong between them.

So that's it?

I've flown here just to be told Susan

is having a harmless little ship flirtation?

It may be harmless, and it may not.

After all, Richard,

Susan's a very headstrong young woman.

Well, marriage will straighten her out.

Wait till she hears

I'm the new assistant manager in Bangkok.

JB - JB Bradley, I mean - gave me

the promotion as a wedding present.

Just think. My boy, an assistant manager.

Why, Richard, it seems only yesterday

that you were in curls.

- It shows what hard work, determination...

- (knocking)

Come in.

Too sorry. Missy has go shoreside.

- Ashore?

- Yes, missy.

Thank you.

You see? She's with Randall now.

I knew I was right in cabling you.

A mother's instinct never fails.

- What do you think I should do?

- The first thing to do is to find her.

Oh, look at the Chinese Major Bowes.

That fellow, Li Ze Mon, used to run

a chop suey place on Broadway.

( Chinese ensemble)

All right, all right, all right.

(speaks Chinese)

Ladies and gentlemen,

one of our young amateurs

will now give you imitation of Bing Crosby.

(laughter)

(laughter)

Please

Lend your little ear to my pleas

Lend a ray of cheer to my pleas

I learned that song from Sun Lo's

phonograph. I learned lots of them.

(croons like Bing Crosby)

I could find delight in your... (croons)

(whistles tune)

(gong)

(applause)

All right, all right, all right.

(speaks Chinese)

He wants the people in the audience

to get up and give imitations.

He says there's a prize of ten yuan.

Where are you going?

If I get the ten yuan, then I can buy

some presents for you and Uncle Tommy.

- Ching-Ching, no.

- Nothing can happen to her.

Oh, hello. What can I do for you?

- You can give me the ten yuan.

- (laughter)

You likee sing song?

- I will if you don't start ringing that bell.

- (laughter)

You know, I think that's why

that other gentleman quit.

You know American song?

- Yes. It's called "You Gotta S-M-I-L-E".

- (applause)

All right, Professor,

play "You Gotta S-M-I-L-E".

If something may upset you

Don't ever let it get you down

Don't wear a frown

if fortune should forsake you

Don't ever let it make you sigh

Keep shooting high

Be a crooner, not a groaner, never kick

Here's a spelling lesson that will do the trick

You've got to S-M-l-L-E

To be H-A-double P-Y

Keep it in mind when you're blue

it's easy to spell and just as easy to do

You've got to S-M-l-L-E

it's gonna help considerably

Just keep your chin up and give it a try

And you'll find silver-lined clouds in the sky

You've got to S-M-l-L-E

To be H-A-double P-Y

Ladies and gentlemen, just for fun,

I'd like to sing the song again

the way it would be done

by Al Jolson,

Eddie Cantor,

and last but not least that swingable pair

Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire

(as Jolson) You've got to S-M-l-L-E

Oh, like the birdies,

pretty birdies, up in the tree

Pretty flowers, April showers

My mammy

Life is divine at a quarter to nine

You simply gotta S-M-l-L-E

Cos potatoes are cheaper, you see

I won't spend a nickel,

I won't spend a sou

I just wanna spend one hour with you

(smacks lips)

You gotta S-M-l-L-E

Park yer carcass with Ida, Mammy

Freddie!

Well, I feel the spirit

of old Sir Walter Raleigh coming out in me.

You wait here, darling, I'll come back for you.

(laughs)

Hello, Uncle Tommy! Hello, Aunt Susan!

- I think you'd better put her down.

- There might be more water farther on.

- Richard! This is a surprise.

- Yes, it's a surprise for me too.

Uh... Tommy, Mr Randall, this is Mr Hope.

- And Miss Ching-Ching Stewart.

- Pleased to meet you.

- I never thought I'd see you here.

- Evidently not.

- Weren't you surprised to see him?

- Hardly. I sent for him.

That's marvellous. I love surprises,

and usually I never get them.

- Susan, I think your friends will excuse you.

- I'm sorry, I must be going now.

- You be awfully careful of her.

- She'll be perfectly all right.

- I'm sorry if I...

- That's all right.

- Goodbye, Ching-Ching.

- Goodbye.

- You like her, don't you?

- You could call it that.

I don't see how anybody can have fun

with that Mr Hope.

I'm afraid fun isn't everything, Ching-Ching.

Come on, we're gonna have a good time.

(speaks Chinese)

- Me likee see one nice piecee tapestry.

- This way, please.

- Something like this, sir?

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