Daughter of the Dragon (1931)

Warner Oland: Fu Manchu

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• Fu Manchu : My flower daughter.

  Ling Moy : My honored father.

  Fu Manchu : May your days be laughing songs. And may the blood of your father course warmly in your veins, for within the hour he will be gathered to his revered ancestors.

  Ling Moy : No, no! I've only just found you, noble father.

  Fu Manchu : [At a gesture from Fu Manchu, a gong sounds as servants pull back a curtain to reveal a dragon on the wall]  The emblem of the great house of Fu! As a child you cried yourself to sleep over its tragic fairy story. Know at last, my daughter, the story is true! The mother and brother, murdered by a Petrie, were yours. Yours is the noble house of Fu.

  Ling Moy : Then, you?

  Fu Manchu : I, your father, am Fu Manchu.

  Ling Moy : [She recoils, then embraces him as he totters]  Live, live, divine father!

  Fu Manchu : Infamous father! I sent you away, into the occidental world, to keep you from me until I should deserve your homage. But instead, you now witness my shame. Great spirit beyond, I come to you crawling in the dust.

  [He kneels and attempts to genuflect] 

  Fu Manchu : Death lays his hands upon me, and my sacred work is unfinished. A Petrie still lives! The dishonor is burned upon my forehead.

• Lu Chung : Master, let this unworthy slave finish the sacred work.

  Fu Manchu : Only one of the house of Fu can redeem our honor.

  Lu Chung : The blood is mine. The hate is mine. The vengeance shall be mine.

  Fu Manchu : My flower daughter, the knife would wither your petal fingers. Gods of my ancestors, if only thou had granted me another son.

  Lu Chung : Father, Father! I will be your son. I will be your son!

  Fu Manchu : Swear, man-daughter, to deliver the soul of Ronald Petrie to me, to our ancestors.

  Ling Moy : I swear.

  Fu Manchu : Sovereign spirit, you have answered my deepest prayer. I have a son!

• Sir John Petrie : Fu Manchu, coming here... from the grave?

  Fu Manchu : I am here, Doctor. All ready and risen.

  Sir John Petrie : You! The murderer of my father and his father before him! What more can you want?

  Fu Manchu : To wipe the slate clean. May I sit down?

  [Petrie holds a revolver behind his back as he follows Fu Manchu across the room] 

  Fu Manchu : My advanced years, you see. In the twenty years I have fought to live, the thought of killing you and your son has been my dearest nurse. I have used my time to perfect the most... ingenious... death for you both.

  Sir John Petrie : You'll never do it, you murdering madman!

  [He tries to shoot Fu Manchu but the gun is empty] 

  Fu Manchu : My first precaution, naturally.

• Fu Manchu : When they enter and shoot me down, you will thank them.

  Ling Moy : No!

  Fu Manchu : You will thank them.

  [She nods] 

  Fu Manchu : And now, goodbye. My son, at such a time, should know how to say a courageous farewell.

  Ling Moy : Goodbye, my honored father.

• Ling Moy : I can't kill him. I love him. I would rather kill myself.

  [She attempts to stab herself] 

  Lu Chung : [Lu Chung grabs her by the wrist]  Ha! A heartsick maiden would pour her blood upon love's altar. Death would be her release. Her petty torment would then be ended, and for the peace of this one miserable soul, the souls of her ancestors would forever burn in the fire of dishonor!

  [He takes the knife and casts her aside] 

  Lu Chung : There is your place. Make peace with your father.

  [He tosses the incense of repentance in a brazier and strikes a gong] 

  Ling Moy : Great father, give me understanding.

  Fu Manchu : We are not resting. We shall never rest, until you kill him who remains. Ling Moy, you must... kill...

  Ling Moy : Forgive me, majestic father! I will! I will!