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viciousness and chaos.
There's no broader canvas out there.
Nothing a man can go
and compose a pretty picture on.
What you have achieved here,
inside these walls...
is certainly very satisfying.
But for myself,
I still dream of a broader canvas.
Just what is it you wish to paint
on This canvas of yours, Mr. Matsuda?
I'm not myself a great painter.
I hope only to play a very humble part.
But it is my wish...
my cherished dream...
to see Japan become a truly great nation...
as great as Britain or France...
or your nation, Mr. Jackson.
But such things needn't concern us here.
It is a great pleasure for me, Mr. Jackson...
to be able to come and relax
in This wonderful atmosphere...
forget about my responsabilities.
I've looked everywhere for it. I can't find it.
I'm sure Olga's lost it.
What is it? Aunt Vera, what's wrong?
The hat.
Baroness Santachiara gave it
to your mama in Paris.
I'm sure she's lost it.
Grushenka, dear, do you know where it is?
I'm sure Mama hasn't lost it.
But what do you want a thing like that for?
An old hat like that?
If she hasn't lost it, that's what I'll wear.
What do you mean? Wear it where?
I'll wear it to the French Consulate.
I'll wear it tomorrow.
Aunt Vera,
we are not gonng to the Consulate.
Peter and I will go to the Consulate.
We'll go tomorrow.
-Darling, you have to understand--
-Grushenka, you can't stop us.
And your mama will not stop us.
Peter and I have decided.
Aunt Vera, everything is different now.
They will laugh at you. And in that hat.
I will not hide myself away any longer.
I may be poor. I am the
Princess Vera Artalinovna Belinskya.
I will go to the Consulate...
and we will pay our respects
to our old family friend...
Monsieur le Comte de Passavant.
Peter, take another look.
Look. Right there.
Peter.
Excuse me.
But aren't you...
Yes, I knew it.
The Prince and Princess Belinksy.
How extraordinary.
I passed you as you came in.
I thought it couldn't be you, but it is!
It's Antoine.
Young Antoine.
Antoine Jacquier.
Antoine Jacquier?
Young Antoine.
Can it really be you?
My dear Princess!
My dear Prince!
How delightful to see you again!
But what are you doing here?
We've come to pay our respects
to M. de Passavant.
But what a surprise
to find you here in Shanghai.
Do you remember coming to see me
every Tuesday and Thursday?
Have you continued playing the piano?
Regrettably, I'm rather out of practice.
You'd be cross with me, Princess.
You used to scold me when I didn't practice!
I haven't forgotten.
You were only ten years old.
Antoine.
I knew it was him.
You were both so kind, so generous to me.
I think of you often...
that marvelous house, your family.
But now you...
You are here.
Grushenka!
Vera and Peter met an old friend of theirs
today at the French Consulate.
It was quite by chance,
but he's promised to help us.
It seems to be absolutely true.
I have his letter here.
He'll help us?
He says he can arrange everything.
Passports, papers,
tickets on a ship to Hong Kong...
even letters of introduction. Everything.
Of course, such things cost money.
None of it is for Monsieur Jacquier himself,
he emphasizes that.
He's listed all the costs.
Sofia.
We might not have another chance.
For a long time now...
-ever since I had This job, I haven't had to--
-Katya.
Think of Katya.
It might be her last chance.
-I can't promise, but I'll do what I can.
-People are afraid of the Japanese.
By next week,
the situation might be out of his hands.
I'll do what I can.
Watch it!
Mr. Jackson? Sir?
Well, well, Thomas.
Haven't seen you for a while.
Where have you been?
Well, sir, a lot of us have been saying
We don't see much of you these days.
No?
Mr. Jackson,
I did want to have a word with you.
Yeah?
Now?
Frankly, sir, the company directors
have been expressnng concern...
for some tnme now about...
well, about your way of life.
You've probably been aware of This.
My way of life?
What's that?
You mean all This?
I guess so.
You don't see any of This, do you, Thomas?
I mean, you look at This
and you see nothing.
Nothing.
Mr. Jackson, there was a meeting
of the board This afternoon.
Certain people feel your association
with the company...
ns no longer necessarily--
Of course, there's the matter
of that Japanese fellow.
-Mr. Matsuda?
-Matsuda, yes.
I don't understand you, Crane.
As far as I was aware,
the United States and Japan are still allies.
But as you must know, sir,
Mr. Matsuda nsn't any Japanese.
What do you mean?
You didn't know?
My dealings with him
are entirely at the personal level.
Mr. Matsuda is a man...
who is much feared and loathed
by the Chinese authorities.
In Northern China
they remember him well enough.
Whenever he showed up,
a Japanese invasion wouldn't be far behind.
So as you can see, sir,
your friend's presence here in Shanghai...
isn't exactly regarded as a good omen.
Even the Japanese here
don't like to be seen with him.
Mr. Matsuda and I,
passions. We've become friends.
That's nothing to do with politics
or armies or fighting.
That all belongs out there.
And as for the rest of it, your meetings,
your dinners, your receptions...
hell, I never intended to be a businessman.
They wanted to use my name
to make an extra dollar.
So I let them. That's all.
If things have changed, well,
then to hell with them.
So, sir, do I take it you don't intend to--
Damn right, I don't intend to.
I don't intend anything!
Thomas, look around you.
Don't you see all This?
All This?
You don't.... You don't see...
the beauty?
Mr. Jackson, before I came out here,
I came out here hopnng to learn from you.
I believe you're trying to tell me....
Are you trying to tell me that I'm something
of a disappointment to you?
Frankly, sir...
I can't believe you're the same man
Good night, sir.
So This is where you hide yourself
these days.
You remember me?
I used to see you on the tram.
I thought you only went
to the French Quarter.
I go wherever there's laughter
and happiness.
Wherever there are
charming beautiful ladies.
And I must say, my dear
you're particularly charming tonight.
Thank you.
Well, then.
What do you suppose our
little orchestra will play next?
If it's something slow,
then I insist you dance with me.
But only if it's slow.
with some women, one should only dance...
slowly.
And you, my dear, are one of them.
Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
Who let you in here?
-I'm sorry, I said something wrong?
-You think I can't hear?
I can hear every damn word
you're saying to her.
In that case, you must know I said nothing--
What do you take her for? Dance with her?
You're not fit to breathe the air around her.
Get out of here! Get out!
Get out! Who let you in here?
I don't want you in here!
Get out of here!
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