The Painted Veil

- Hello.

- Hello.

Say, I was wondering... .

What?

Sorry. I was wondering

if you'd like to dance.

Why not?

Kitty, who was the young man

you were dancing with last night?

Which one?

Quiet, serious-Iooking one.

Oh, him.

- I suppose you invited him, mother.

- I don't know who you're talking about.

I invited him.

His name is Fane and he's a doctor.

He manages a government laboratory...

...in Shanghai.

- A civil servant?

In any case.

He called around last Sunday.

We had a long chat.

I told him to come back anytime.

It's not often that you like

any of my young men.

Well, do you like him?

- Not really.

- What's wrong with him?

- Is he in love with you?

- I don't know.

I thought by now you'd know

when a young man was in love with you.

The point is whether I'm in love with him,

and I'm not.

You'd better be careful, young lady.

Time can run out, you know.

Oh, stop it, mother. Honestly.

The very idea that a woman

should marry any Tom, Dick, or Harry...

...regardless of her own feelings

is simply prehistoric.

How much longer do you expect

your father to go on supporting you?

- Hello.

- Hello. L--

I was-- I was just coming... .

Your father invited me.

I'm going out.

May I join you?

Right on time.

What is it exactly that you do?

I'm a bacteriologist.

That must be fascinating.

You have no idea what that is, do you?

No, I'm afraid not.

No. There's no reason you should.

I study the microorganisms

that carry disease.

Charming.

No, it's not, actually. It's the opposite.

Shall we step inside?

Do you like flowers?

Not particularly, no.

Well, I mean, yes. But we don't really

have them around the house.

Mother says, "Why purchase something

you can grow for free?"

Then, we don't really grow them either.

Does seem silly, really.

To put all that effort into...

...something that's just going to die.

I'd like to say something to you.

I came to see you

to ask you if you'll marry me.

You could knock me down

with a feather.

Could you not tell

that I'm in love with you?

You never showed it.

Oh, I... .

Well, I wanted to. It's difficult. I... .

But there it is.

Right.

I'm not sure that's very well put.

No, it's not. You see how clumsy I am.

I... . I'm terrible at these sorts of things.

But the thing is, I've got to get

back to China very soon.

I don't have time to be cautious.

I've never thought of you in that way.

- I improve greatly upon acquaintance.

- I'm sure you do--

I'd do anything in my power

to make you happy.

Anything at all.

I think you'd like Shanghai.

It's quite exciting, it is.

Lots of dancing.

Surely you're not expecting me

to answer this second.

I don't know you at all.

Yes. Ye--

Well, we had the highest of hopes...

...but no expectation

that he'd ask her so soon.

Yes. A lovely late autumn wedding.

Oh, she's done very well for herself,

has my Doris.

At least one of them's made a success.

No, I gave up on Kitty ages ago.

Yes.

Yes. Well, I know you understand.

Yes.

Well?

Is it smaller than you imagined?

I'm not sure what I imagined.

Don't you have a piano?

No. I don't play the piano.

- Who is it?

- It's I.

Come in.

Just wanted to see

if you were all settled.

So, then, you're comfortable, then?

Do you need anything?

No. I'm fine. Thank you.

Good. Good.

I am so happy you're here.

- Shall I shut the lamp?

- What for?

I must shut the lamp.

It's raining cats and dogs.

I said, it's raining cats and dogs.

Yes, I heard you.

- You might have answered.

- I'm sorry.

L-- I've gotten used to not speaking

unless I have something to say.

If nobody spoke unless

they had something to say...

...the human race would

soon lose the power of speech.

Walter.

I'm sorry.

You're right. What--?

What shall we do? Shall we...?

Shall we play a game?

You don't like the games I play.

They bore you.

Nonsense. Let's play cards.

Do you think you'd enjoy a night out?

We have an invitation for Saturday night.

- From whom?

- The Townsends.

Dorothy Townsend.

Do you not like her?

I've only met her once, but there's

no reason for her to put on such airs.

- Does she?

- Yes. I have no idea why.

Because she was, what,

married to a vice consul?

Honestly, they're absurd,

this Shanghai set.

Mother wouldn't dream

of asking half of them to dinner.

I'm taking that black five.

Well, it's all right.

I thought you might enjoy it...

...but we certainly don't have to go.

I don't care either way.

Go where?

- Kitty Fane?

- Hello, Dorothy.

- I'm so glad you could come.

- This is Walter.

- I'm pleased to meet you.

- This is my husband.

Charlie, stop talking

and greet our guests.

- You know Mr. Fane.

- Charlie.

- It's Dr. Fane, darling.

- Oh, dear.

- I do beg your pardon, Dr. Fane.

- Not at all.

- And this is Dr. Fane's wife, Kitty.

- Mrs. Fane.

- Mr. Townsend.

- I do apologize, Dr. Fane.

I assumed you worked with Charlie.

Oh, no. Nothing so glamorous.

I'm at the Civil Laboratory.

Oh, the government lab?

How fascinating.

Are you enjoying it?

I've never seen anything like it.

Every gesture has a meaning.

See how she covers her face

with the cloth?

She is mourning her misfortune.

What happened to her?

She was sold into slavery.

Condemned to a life

of drudgery and despair...

...in a strange land far from home.

See the chains?

They represent the heavy bondage

of her poor trapped soul...

...from which there is no escape.

And so she weeps.

She weeps for the lively,

vivacious girl she once was...

...the Ionely woman she has become...

...and most of all, she weeps

for the love she'll never feel...

...for the love she'll never give.

Is that really what she's saying?

Actually, I haven't a clue

what she's on about.

I don't speak Chinese.

What was that?

Perhaps it was the amah--

They've gone.

- He heard us.

- Who?

Walter.

Walter. What if it was?

- For all he knows, you were taking a nap.

- With my doors locked?

Kitty, dear, you need a drink.

Even if it was,

my impression is he'll do nothing.

That's flattering.

He knows as well as anyone there's

nothing to be gained by making a scandal.

Has it occurred to you

that my husband is in love with me?

I have a feeling you're about

to say something awful.

It's just that women are

often under the impression...

...that men are much more

in love with them than they really are.

I wouldn't delude myself for a second

that you were in love with me.

Now there you're wrong.

Do you like your present?

It's good enough.

Charlie?

Do I make you as happy

as you make me?

Of course you do, darling.

- Hassan?

- Yes?

- Who brought this package around?

- Dr. Fane.

- When?

- While you sleeping.

It's nearly midday.

We could stop up here under the trees...

...but I'd like to press on

if it's all right with you.

Certainly my comfort's

of no concern to you.

Right. Then we'll continue.

Charlie Townsend, please.

Charles Townsend.

I need to see you.

Kitty, I can't possibly see you.

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