Blood Alley Page #6

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tomorrow night.

Couldn't have picked a better time.

- Beg your pardon?

- Nothing.

Nephew Tack brings also the Amoy paper.

The headlines concern our Dr. Grainger.

It is news we feared.

The commissar in Haifeng

died under Dr. Grainger's knife...

which, I regret, often swims in rice wine.

The People's Court stoned him

and put him to death as a murderer.

It is Miss Grainger who concerns us most.

You must realize, illustrious Captain...

that her secret worry has been

that we would depart Chiku Shan...

before her father's return.

It has so happened.

With my people, death is expected.

I do not pretend to understand

the mind of your people.

You will know best

how to prepare her for this unhappy news.

- You expect me to tell her?

- Quite so. You must find a way.

Good night, eminent brother.

Not tonight, Cathy.

With or without the bell in your hand.

Hey, Baby?

Our monks shave their heads, Captain.

You must remember

to keep the hood in place.

Are monks allowed to scratch?

I watched you broad-jumping down

from the village. You must walk the part.

If you itch but do not scratch,

then perhaps you'll look like our monk.

Don't you think

you'd better change position?

No, that's all right.

Pardon me, Captain. The bad news.

Have you found a moment

to tell Miss Cathy?

When's the right moment

to tell somebody...

there's been a sort of murder

in their family?

What are we towing?

Our carpenters have made a smokestack...

to look like the one that puffs sparks

on a ferry.

- What for?

- Be patient.

Here stands Dragon Point.

For two years,

we have secretly raised the bottom...

stone by stone.

Our smokestack will be made

to sit on the stones...

so that only the top rises above the water.

Patience was made in China.

Here is Shima,

where we go aboard the ferry.

When it travels to this spot,

we will set off smoke bombs.

And tomorrow, all Amoy will think...

that the ferryboat burned and sank

off Dragon's Point in the fog.

Even the passengers will believe it.

Once the smoke begins,

we ourselves will encourage the panic.

"Abandon ship! Lifeboats!"

Take these gentlemen below

and lock them up.

You better get below

and see they just lock that captain up.

- Yes, sir.

- We may need him later.

Yes, sir.

- It's a fine day up here.

- Welcome aboard, Captain.

We're taking down the Red flag.

Send it below. We'll burn it.

Can do!

Many months they have waited,

Captain, for this moment.

- I'm waiting for the moment we shove off.

- Tomorrow. It will come quickly.

Like 10,000 years...

and we still have

that patrol boat to fool with.

It will fool itself, Captain.

When it comes looking for us,

it must enter by the channel.

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