The Sand Pebbles Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1966
- 182 min
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Where did you learn to speak
English this good, Maily?
My secret.
Oh.
Why $200?
Is there something special about $200?
Yeah, I know...
your secret, huh?
Well... what happens
when Shu gets his $200?
I go to Hankow,
to Shanghai.
I'm free.
I wish I had 200.
I mean just to give you.
You would do that?
Yeah, sure.
- Look, I- I'll get it.
- Time's up.
Next table. You gotta work
fast around here, boy.
My name's Farren.
I don't come from nowhere...
and I don't want
to talk no geography.
Anybody want to shoot
a little craps?
You ain't getting
Next trip, Frenchy.
Next trip.
Hey... come here.
You-
You likee be boss?
All same
like Chien?
Like same who?
Chien, number one
engine coolie.
Him all die.
Yeah, him all die,
and that's too bad.
But I wantee new boss. Savvy?
Teachee all pidgin.
Oh... engine's not proper?
No, the engine's okay.
Teach you how to run it right.
Come here.
Now... the valve.
See that?
Belong same.
- Valve.
- "Wowel. "
- Valve.
- "Wowel. "
"Wowel. "
Yeah.
Okay. "Wowel. "
Now, main steam
stop valve.
Main steam stop "wowel. "
Where?
You find.
No, no.
No, not proper "wowel. "
Main steam stop...
"wowel. "
Main steam stop "wowel"?
- Yeah.
- Main steam stop "wowel"?
Main steam
stop valve.
But I don't know.
You, me...
can do... Jake.
Okay.
If you go that way,
then we're going reverse.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Huh?
The generator...
makes juice for the lights.
See?
Okay.
This is the boiler.
Inside belongs live steam.
Savvy?
Strong steam.
- "S-s-stim. "
- Steam.
"Stim. "
Live "stim"
goes through this pipe.
Live "stim" goes into the feed pump.
Live "stim" make pump go-
Live "stim", huh?
Live "stim. " Live "stim. " Live "stim. "
Exhaust "stim. "
Condenser.
Makee steam all dead.
You know, sleepy steam.
Live "stim. "
Dead "stim. "
Before live "stim. "
Now water.
Water belong dead "stim. "
All same dead "stim. "
"Stim" dead.
- Stim dead!
- That's right.
That's it.
Now you got it.
That's right.
That's the way it works.
That's the throttle.
I'll teach you
about that throttle one day.
Go ahead, grab ahold of it.
- Boo!
There ain't no ghosts
in that engine.
Hey.
- Who's your new throttle man?
- Out.
Why don't you ask the new throttle man
if you can have some coffee, Ski?
Maybe he'll let you
use his cup.
Yeah. Why, you slant-eyed bastard-
Let that slopehead drink coffee down here,
touch the throttle.
You watch out, Holman.
Get you real good!
Pick up your coffee cup.
Looks like you ain't
runnin, this ship after all, Lop Eye.
Sir, do you think it's wise
overruling Lop Eye about the coolie?
That's not what I've done.
The crew wants Po-han off the ship.
They seem to believe Stawski
about what happened in the engine room.
- You believe Holman, sir?
- Not necessarily, but he makes more sense.
Yes, sir, but Lop Eye's
the one who fired Po-han.
He'll lose face if Holman
makes the crew change their mind.
Unlikely as that is,
Lop Eye has a tendency
to forget his place from time to time.
That's right.
That's what happened, Holman.
The slopehead hit me, and you jumped me
before I had a chance to kill him.
- Right, Perna?
- Just like that.
You're lucky
I busted it up when I did.
If he'd have hit you,
The slopehead would have killed me?
You never- You ever
see a slopehead fight?
- You guys saw a slopehead fight.
- Yeah.
He would have
put out your lights.
- Who says so?
- I got 50 bucks that says so.
- I'll take it.
- You got it.
- You got any more?
- Yeah, I'll take some of that.
Now wait a minute.
Hold it, hold it, hold it!
Just one minute!
Hold it!
Who's gonna do
the fighting here?
I don't go for it
unless you bet me 100.
- You holding 100?
- Yeah, I'm holding 100.
And I need 200 to buy myself
a very special present.
A hundred says
he'll take you.
- Oh, Maily, Maily, here I come!
Hey, hold it.
Beside the money,
if Po-han wins, he stays aboard.
That's my deal.
- Sure.
- It's a cinch.
He's not gonna win
anyway.
- Bets right here.
- You said 50, huh?
- You got any more, "Holmang"?
- I got an extra 50.
- I'll bet you 10 on the side the slopehead don't fight.
- He'll fight.
Put me down for 10.
Hey, Chief, when is it gonna start?
- Frenchy, you mustn't worry.
- How the hell can you say that?
- Excuse me.
- If Ski gets me, then-
- Then he's supposed to.
- That big ape?
It will only mean
that I'm being punished.
- For what?
- My secret.
Look, you quit
that "my secret" stuff.
Who'd want to punish you?
God.
- Who?
- God.
- What'd you do to him?
- I-
I stole some money...
from American missionaries.
They found me as a baby
and brought me up.
- Why did you steal it?
- To get away.
They wanted me
to be a missionary too.
Oh.
I meant to go to Shanghai and earn
enough money to send it back to them.
But I couldn't get there,
so I came to Changsha instead...
and Mr. Shu advanced it...
and now he must be paid.
And so must God.
You're bughouse, Maily.
What kind of religion did they teach you?
- That Chinaman can't fight.
Yeah, he's big...
but he's blubber.
How can you fight
and drink beer?
Po-han, get him in the throat...
in the kidneys, in the gut.
- Hurt him.
- Too much cold this side.
Suppose cold this side,
any man no can fight.
You plenty time
fight Chinese man.
- How you no fashion fight Stawski?
- Ski no same.
Come on, boy!
Listen to me.
He's gonna try to hurt you.
Forget what color he is.
You want you come back ship,
you fight.
Fight.
Give me a bell.
- Come on out here.
- All right, let's go.
Come on, Po-han. Get out here.
Come on, come on, come on.
No kickee, no scratchee.
None of that stuff. You savvy?
- Me savvy. - All
right. - Me no savvy.
Wait you, wait you.
Give me a bell.
Okay, let's go.
Come on, hit me. Come on.
Come on. Hit me.
What's the matter? Your man
don't seem to fight, huh?
I'll give you even money
Ski don't knock him out in the first round.
You're gonna blow your dough, Harris.
Drop anchor, will ya?
Hit him!
What do I do now, Ma?
This is gonna be like
the Dempsey-Firpo fight.
Come on, fight! Fight!
Fight!
Hit him!
Break! Break!
- Hi. How are ya?
- Hit him!
Hit him!
Get up, Ski!
Get up there!
Get him, Ski!
Get him!
Get him! Break his head!
- Hit him!
- Get him!
One, two-
Finish him off!
One, two...
- three, four, five...
- He wants his mother, Ski! He wants his mommy!
- Get back here, you-
- six, seven...
eight-
Thanks for the 50, Holman!
Now listen...
he's getting tired.
You think
he tired hit me?
I'm telling ya,
he's running out of steam.
Now hit him, Po-han.
Hit him in the guts.
Hammer! Hammer!
Pack your bags for that trip
across the Delaware, baby!
Hammer!
Hammer!
Hammer!
Why you-
Get him, Ski!
- One, two-
- Get up! Get up!
Hammer! Hammer!
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