Madame Butterfly

Synopsis: Lieutenant B.F. Pinkerton is on shore-leave in Japan. He and his buddy Lieutenant Barton, out for a night on the town, stop in at a local establishment to check out the food, drink and girls, 'uh, and girls' to quote Lt. Barton. Pinkerton spies Cho-Cho San and immediately falls in lust. Barton counsels Pinkerton that he can 'marry' this beautiful Japanese girl, enjoy himself with cultural approval, then sail happily on back to America unshackled, since abandonment equates divorce in Japan. Barton assures Pinkerton that once abandoned, Cho-Cho will be free to marry whomever she chooses from amongst the Japanese people. When Pinkerton's ship sails out of port, Butterfly waits patiently for her husband to come home. Three years pass. Ever with her eye toward the harbor, Butterfly holds a secret delight that she eagerly wishes to surprise her husband with: their son. Pinkerton arrives in Japan with his American bride by his side. He goes to Butterfly to make his apologies and to finally en
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Lus Filipe Bernardes

Guide this daughter of my son

on the path she is now about to take.

Thy blessing upon us.

Look down, Hotoke sama,

give this daughter of mine thy protection.

Oh, Hotoke sama,

May I do nothing which will bring dishonor

to my departed father's

honorable name.

Make it possible for me to be

of assistance

to my illustrious family from now on...

even though I'm only a woman.

I will tell the honorable Mr. Goro

and Madame Goro

that your most honorable augustness

has arrived.

Do not weep, Mama-san.

But you are so young

and never have you been away

from home before.

But consider, Mama-san...

soon I shall be very great geisha.

And then you, the august grandfather...

and my little brother will have much money.

This is no place for the daughter

of my son,

the daughter of a noble samurai.

I should never have consented

to your coming here.

But we must live.

And I'm the only one

who can work and help.

Your father died with honor

when he could no longer live with honor.

Is it then so shameful

to make people happy?

To sing for them,

make music and dance?

And I may make a fine marriage.

Then I can buy you many gifts.

So this is Cho-Cho-San.

What distinction, what eyes...

What teeth.

And you speak also the English?

Yes. I learned from a visiting scholar.

She teach me very high class

Brooklyn accent.

And no man will be permitted

to see her alone?

No man. Unless, of course, it is to arrange

an advantageous marriage for her.

And every night you will say

the little prayer I taught you.

Yes, Mama-san.

A new one, Goro?

I have not seen her before.

May I not meet

the honorable young lady?

Cho-Cho-San, we have the privilege

to present the noble Mr. Yomadori,

a gentleman of excessive culture.

She is not a joyful one.

She is highborn and feels

strange in this place.

But when she's made ready

as a geisha

she will be more gay.

Go now, my child.

Your girls have improved, Goro.

I might even seriously consider

a look at meeting

for marriage with such a one.

Why not this very night.

Vet well.

Tonight when I return.

Well, I wouldn't be caught

at the consul's party tonight

dead or alive, drunk or sober.

The consul's giving this party

on your account,

you know that, don't you?

What do you mean on my account?

He figures if he can keep you cornered

the women ought to be safe

for the first night anyhow.

Listen, when I come around,

no woman wants to be safe.

Where's your nail file?

I don't know.

Where's your own nail file?

Mine is packed. Where is yours?

Hey, you won't need these glasses.

You're going to be close to everything.

Will you put that down

and get out of my way?

- Pinky, look.

- What?

Let's you and I duck

this consul's party tonight...

and I'll show you the sight.

And no tourist stuff either.

What do you say?

- Think we can get away with it?

- Why, sure.

Well, looks like the consul

will have to get along without us.

Now you're saying something.

Over here...

We'll get a cab over here...

No, no, I can't use that.

I've had my breakfast.

What else have you got,

what else have you got?

Hey, will you get a load of these beads.

- What are you going to do with those?

- Find myself a neck to hang them on.

What have you got here?

That's a good gig. I'll take these.

You never can tell

how hot it might get around here.

How much is it?

Hm? No?

Too much. Here you are.

All I need now

is a mama and a canoe.

Hey, rickshaw!

Come on.

Well... taxi...

Lieutenant Pinkerton!

Why, how do you do?

I'm Sharpless, the American Consul.

Oh, how do you do, sir?

This is my friend, Lieutenant Barton.

- How do you do?

- How are you?

Weren't you in these waters

a few years ago?

- I guess I was at that.

- I thought I remembered you.

I'd rather hoped you wouldn't.

He had to get out of bed

to get me out of jail.

I knew your father

pretty well, Pinkerton.

- You look exactly like him..

- He often spoke about you, sir.

You planning to come

to the party tonight?

- Why, of course, sir.

- Oh, sure. We wouldn't miss it for anything.

Well, we'll see.

Well, good-bye, gentlemen.

Good-bye, we'll be seeing you,


You mug, you would have to look

like your old man.

Come on.

See what I have done with her.

She should attract a husband

as easily as honey attracts a fly.

Her appearance is indeed

most gratifying, Suzuki.

If the conduct approaches

the same high level...

Yamadori will undoubtedly wish

to arrange immediate marriage.

I shall endeavor to do nothing

that may prove disappointing.

The maid will now take you

to the Rose Room.

You will wait there for Yamadori.

So you're going to be married.

That is if the gods may decree.

It is undoubtedly what you should try for.

A little mouse like you would never

make a success as a geisha.

If you were an example as a geisha

to be unsuccessful would be no calamity.

If I were not a successful geisha,

I would not be wearing these.

Display is vulgar.

If I have any judgment,

the men who gave them to you

may consider themselves swindled.


Here you are.

Buy yourself a horse.

Wait a minute.

You have to anchor the gun boots here.

The Willow Room.

Two officers.

Well, well,

Greetings, greetings.

Here we go, boy.


Hello, sweetheart.

Welcome, Excellency.

The same to you.

You'd better get used to this.

How are you?

What do your excellencies desire?

- Music.

- And girls.

- And dancing.

- And girls.

Yeah, and er... girls.

- How many.

- Well, one's enough for me.

Let me have three.

Say, what do you want three for?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Madame Peach Blossom

for the big lieutenant.

Also Bamboo Shoot,

Honey Bee and Spring Rain

for the little ambitious one.

Oh, thank you.

I trust you will find

our modest entertainment acceptable.

Oh, you must come over

and see us sometime.

Thank you, thank you.

Well, here we go.

Yes, laugh on...

We're going to have a lot of fun.

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute...

- Pretty?

- Okay.

Well, here we go again.

Thank you.

- Park it, Pinky.

- Right.

Ah... one, two, three, four.

Yeah, they're all there.

Good morning.

Yes, crawl right in.

Good morning.

Hmm... ain't that something, eh?

Well, Bamboo Sprout,

you come over here and sit here.

And the turtle, that's me,

sits here, see?

Ain't that homey?

Oh, Heaven help the sailors

on a night like this.

Is there anything else

the excellent officers desire?

I'd like a piece of pie

and a cup of coffee.

A thousand pardons, but not that one.

Be so good as to open the door.

- Hello.

- Oh!

This is unheard of?

Please open at once.

The honorable Mr. Yamadori

has arrived.



Say, don't be scared.

I won't bite you.

Thank you, most honorable sir.

Say, I didn't know you spoke English.

As exalted American officer,

honorable intentions,

for return to Tea House?

At this moment,

all my honorable intentions

are getting sort of weak in the knees.

How too bad.

Weakness of knee very uncomforting.

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Josephine Lovett

Josephine Lovett (21 October 1877 – 17 September 1958) was an American scenario writer, adapter, screenwriter and actress, active in films from 1916 to 1935. She was married to Canadian-born director, John Stewart Robertson. She is best known for her then-risqué film Our Dancing Daughters in 1928. Her screenplays typically included a heroine who was oftentimes economically and sexually independent. more…

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