Daughter of the Dragon (1931)
Bramwell Fletcher: Ronald Petrie
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Quotes
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Ronald Petrie : Your dancing bewitched us.
Joan Marshall : May I too congratulate you.
Ling Moy : Ling Moy shall endeavor to deserve this praise.
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Morloff : Princess, the Petries are neighbors of ours.
Ling Moy : Oh, the charming white house?
Ronald Petrie : Yes! The one next door. Now that you're free I hope we may see you often.
Ling Moy : I too dare hope for it.
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Ronald Petrie : I wish I could find a word to describe her. Exotic! That's the word! And - she's intriguing if you know what I mean, Father.
Lady Petrie : He knows very well what you mean, Ronald. At your age, he was very much like you.
Sir John Petrie : Even more so, I should say.
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Ronald Petrie : Ling Moy, these last two months have been very, very beautiful. And I'll have terrible regrets of your going. Will you?
Ling Moy : Yes. Many.
Ronald Petrie : Then chuck everything and stay.
Ling Moy : If I stay, would my hair ever become golden curls and my skin ivory like Ronald's?
Ronald Petrie : Strange, I prefer yours. I shall never forget your hair and your eyes.
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Ronald Petrie : Here we are, Joan.
Joan Marshall : Tea's ready. Of course, it's the unspiced English variety.
Ronald Petrie : Oh, I don't think I'll have any, thank you.
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Rogers : [Studying a chessboard] Oh! Oh!
Rogers : Have you found it yet?
Rogers : Yes! No! It all came of having indecently exposed the Queen. Here.
Ronald Petrie : Indecent's the word.
Rogers : Yes, isn't it.
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Rogers : Not too late, I hope.
Ronald Petrie : I told you stay home!
Rogers : Not until I give a blow or two.
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Ling Moy : Ronald. Ronald!
Ronald Petrie : Ling Moy! I was afraid. Oh, you're safe, thank goodness. What happened to me?
Ling Moy : Ling Moy rescued you... for her own.
Ronald Petrie : These lights, this... swimming in my brain. I've never seen you looking more softly beautiful.
[They are about to kiss when Joan screams]
Joan Marshall : Ah! Ronnie!
Ronald Petrie : That's Joan! What's she doing here? What's happening to her?
Joan Marshall : Ronnie! Ah!
Ronald Petrie : Answer me! What's happening to her?
Ling Moy : Can you think of her now?
Ronald Petrie : [Joan shrieks] Why is she screaming like that?
Ling Moy : You refuse the gift of Ling Moy's heart. Very well. I will take you to her. Follow me.
Ronald Petrie : [Ling Moy and Ronald enter the cellar] Joan, where are you?
[He sees Joan gagged and tied to a chair]
Ronald Petrie : Joan, what is it? Morloff, what's happening?
[He runs to Joan and pulls the gag from her mouth]
Ronald Petrie : Joan, my darling, what have they done to you?
Joan Marshall : Oh, it's Morloff!
Ronald Petrie : Morloff!
[Ronald lunges at him and is restrained]
Ronald Petrie : What's the meaning of this, Ling Moy? Are you mad?
Ling Moy : Look into my eyes.
Ronald Petrie : Set her free, do you hear me?
Ling Moy : Never.
Ronald Petrie : Ling Moy, I can't believe such loathsome jealousy in you.
Ling Moy : No love, now. No jealousy. Just merciless vengeance. You will understand when I tell you, Ronald Petrie: I am the daughter of Fu Manchu.
Ronald Petrie : You!
Ling Moy : Your death tonight washes a stain from my house.
Ronald Petrie : All right. You can do what you like with me. But why do you hold Joan?
Ling Moy : Because you must have a thousand bitter tastes of death before you die. Tie him up.
[Ronald is bound to a chair next to Joan's]
Ling Moy : My vengeance is inspired tonight. You will first have the torture of seeing her beauty eaten slowly away by this hungry acid.
[Joan screams and faints]
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Lu Chung : It is ready.
Ling Moy : Morloff, revive her.
Joan Marshall : [Morloff uses smelling salts on Joan] Oh, Ronnie!
[She looks around, sees the acid drip, and screams]
Ronald Petrie : Stop it, Ling Moy. In heaven's name, it's inhuman!
Joan Marshall : Oh Ronnie, don't let them do it!
Ronald Petrie : Anything but that! Anything but that!
Ling Moy : Stop! Ling Moy is merciful. Lao, untie his arm. The knife.
[Lao frees Petrie's right hand, the one nearer Joan, and places a knife in it]
Ling Moy : Kill her.
Ronald Petrie : No!
Joan Marshall : [Lu Chung positions her head beneath the acid drip] Oh, please kill me, Ronnie! I'd rather die that way!
Ronald Petrie : [Lao guides the knife towards Joan] Oh, no, no, no!
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Rogers : Put up your hands!
[He shoots Lu Chung]
Rogers : Stop, Ling Moy, stop!
Rogers : I got him!
Ronald Petrie : Good man! Get Sir Basil. I'll take care of her.
Ling Moy : [They exchange a long look] Let me surrender, in the spirit of the house of Fu.
[She approaches him]
Joan Marshall : Ronald!
Rogers : Joan!
[Ling Moy tries to stab Ronald but is dealt a fatal gunshot by Ah Kee]