The World of Suzie Wong

- Pardon me. I don't mean to be rude...

- No talk.

- You mean I no talk or you no talk?

- I mean you no talk to me.

I just like to sketch...

- You want me to call officer?

- Well, won't you please allow...?

Oh, thank you. I'll give it to her.

Officer!

Officer.

- Yes, miss?

- This man steal my purse.

Now, wait a minute.

I didn't steal your purse.

- I was just...

- Arrest him.

He follow me everywhere on ferry

just to get my purse.

- Are you out of your mind?

- Did you take purse?

- Of course I didn't.

- Arrest him.

There was a lady sitting

down there, and she...

Here she is. Madam.

Would you explain

about the purse?

I bring back.

- Yeah.

- I think you make mistake, miss.

This lady say you left purse on seat.

There, you see.

I report this to my father.

Thank you very much.

Thank you too.

- Sorry about mistake, sir.

- It's all right.

- Well, that's appreciation.

- No talk.

I should've left your purse.

Serve you right.

Why you not explain?

Why you let me call officer?

You cause me trouble.

You almost got me arrested.

Is your fault.

No talk.

Wait.

Everything here. You can go now.

You don't think I took anything?

Not now. Money all here.

You're the most exasperating girl

I've ever met.

We not meet. I no talk to strangers.

Yes, I know. That's where we came in.

"No talk, no talk."

No talk?

You sailor?

A sailor? Why?

My father say, "Sailors catch

too many girls.

"You talk to sailor, I beat you."

If that's what's bothering you,

no, I'm not a sailor.

Then I talk. What are you?

I'm an artist.

In China, artists very respected.

Not where I come from.

- You American?

- Yes.

Me Chinese.

No kidding?

My name's Mee Ling.

Mee Ling.

My name's Robert Lomax.

You live in Hong Kong?

Oh, I live many places.

Sometime on Peak.

Sometime at Repulse Bay.

My father very rich, you know.

He has... four houses.

Well, I'm honored

that you'll talk to me.

So you artist, huh?

When I get married, maybe my father

have you paint picture of me.

- You're going to get married?

- Yes.

I go to America next month

to marry rich Chinese.

Hope I like him.

You've never met him?

That's not important.

I obey my father.

Contract's already signed.

Well, I know it's

an old Chinese custom,

but I could never marry

anyone I hadn't met.

Oh, you not Chinese. I not American.

I hear of one English girl

who lives on Peak

had four boyfriends in four months

and then married number five.

Chinese girl must be pure when

she marries. Chinese girl must be...

What is that word in English for girl

who never make love?

- Well, there are lots of words.

- No, I mean girl who never make love.

What is word?

Virgin! Yes, virgin. That's me.

Is something to be ashamed of?

No, but it's not the kind of thing

one shouts on a ferry boat.

Oh, I proud to be good girl.

I'm proud that you're proud.

We Hong Kong side now.

So I'm not going to

see you again, huh?

Why?

- Well, I haven't finished my sketch.

- Please, no talk.

My father send car to meet me.

Driver see me talk to stranger,

he tell my father.

Oh, I see.

OK. Goodbye.

Wait.

Goodbye.

I hope someday you be famous artist.

Mee Ling, virgin.

Wan Chai is that way.

But this is for Chinese, sir.

Can you recommend

a cheap hotel there?

Excuse me, but it is not for you, sir.

People there are very poor, sir.

- We'll have a lot in common.

- I suggest that you take a ricksha.

I like to walk.

Thank you, sir.

Mee Ling!

- Hello.

- Yes, yes. Very sorry.

- You wish something?

- Yes.

That girl that just left,

I tried to catch her.

- Did you see her?

- No. No notice.

Her name is Mee Ling.

Mee Ling? Know nobody

named Mee Ling.

Her father probably owns this building.

He's very rich.

Do you know the man

who owns this place?

Yes. Ah Tong. That's me.

Oh. Well, thanks.

Very sorry. Very sorry.

This is a hotel, isn't it?

Yes. Very good hotel.

Do you have monthly terms?

You want a room for a whole month?

Yes. Can you give me a price?

Yes, sir.

I want an inexpensive room.

I make you special rate.

Two hundred and seventy dollar.

- Two hundred and seventy dollars?

- Hong Kong dollar. No American.

Oh, sure.

Now, let's see, what is that?

That's...

...fifty dollars a month.

All right, I'll take a look at it.

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

I give you best room in the hotel.

- You want to stay for a whole month?

- Maybe.

Very nice room. Best room in the hotel.

Very nice bed. Clean sheets.

Everything... How you say?

First class.

You can use private balcony.

Very cool breeze. Plenty hot water.

Beer in the bar, no mosquitoes.

Very quiet.

Telephone. Push button for boy.

Plenty towels. Coat hangers.

Free soap.

And very nice view on roof.

- Oh, roof. Good.

- On roof, yes. You like?

Yes, this is perfect for my work.

I... Well, I paint.

Yes.

Understand now.

- Understand what?

- Nothing, sir. Nothing.

My name Ah Tong.

You please correct my bad English.

There's nothing to correct.

- Thank you, sir.

- You said that was 250...

- Two hundred and seventy dollar.

- Seventy.

- OK, I'll take it.

- Thank you. You're very kind.

Artist for whole month.

Whole month.

Oh, excuse me. Is Minni Ho in here?

- I'm afraid you've got the wrong room.

- Sorry.

Oh, excuse me, is Minni Ho in here?

Afraid you've got

the wrong room.

Yeah, that's for sure.

Come on, darling. You hold on to me.

Hey.

Hey. Where you going now?

I left my watch on the table

in my room.

I go with you and help you wind it.

Good girl.

Oh, sorry. It must be navy day.

Always is at the Nam Kok, mate.

- Come on, Minni Ho.

- Oh, you're Minni Ho.

You know me?

No. I've heard of you.

You satisfied, Mr. Lomax?

I'm not sure.

- I'm sure.

- This very respectable hotel.

Not brothel. Brothel illegal

in Hong Kong.

Obey law here.

Only rent rooms.

This bar not belong to me.

I suppose you have to draw the line

somewhere.

And the line, I guess, is right here.

- Yes, sir?

- A beer, please.

A dollar twenty, please.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

You draw my friend, Wednesday Lu.

You must be artist who rent room

for whole month.

Well, I didn't mean to start a scandal.

- Won't you sit down?

- Oh, thank you.

- My name is Gwenny Lee.

- I'm Robert Lomax.

Hello, Robert.

- Robert.

- Yes, Robert.

- Would you like a drink?

- No, thank you.

Oh, please not draw me.

I'm too skinny.

That's why I wear long sleeves,

to hide skinny arms.

A lot of men like thin girls.

No, I have no sex appeal.

Oh, I'm sure you have.

It's better if I take my glasses off.

Only then, I bump into people.

That might have advantages.

That's how I met my friend, Chuck.

You like that name? Chuck?

It's good and sturdy.

I had a nice letter from him

when he went away.

- Would you like to read it?

- I don't think I should.

I read it, then.

"Dear Gwenny:

"Well, don't die of shock.

"I expect you will, to get a letter

after all this time.

"Anyhow, I want you to know

"I remember you

and think about you a lot.

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