Far East (1982) Movie Script
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(indistinct chatting)
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(indistinct city sounds)
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(aeroplane humming)
- Hi, man, do you wanna buy-
- No, go away little boy. Beat it.
- Come on.
- Not interested.
- Very cheap for you.
- No.
- Please, sir.
- Get lost, will you?
(Kip speaking indistinctly)
- Get lost.
- Look, man.
(footsteps tapping)
(cars hooting)
(footsteps tapping)
- Morning.
- You'd be a bludger.
It's just about night.
- Yeah, I wish I could sleep
in. What happened to blonde?
- It was a wig.
- Yeah? What'd she have underneath?
- He didn't.
(everyone laughs)
- The new girl's waiting in the kitchen.
- Okay.
- [Tony] Hair of the dog?
- Breakfast.
- How are you, Nene?
- Good. How are you, Tony?
- All right. Give us another of the same.
- Having a liquid lunch. Are you?
- Yeah. Glass of steak.
- Don't forget, she's nervous.
- Right.
- Julia, this is Morgan Keefe.
- Hello. Where you from?
- Provinces, Cebu.
- Why'd you come to the city?
- For work.
- What do you think of it?
- I like.
- So you wanna be a dancer?
- Yeah, I dance okay. Very sexy.
You wanna see me?
- No. I'm sure you'll be okay.
Nene will talk to you about it.
(speaking in foreign language)
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Hold on
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Hold on
(indistinct lyrics)
(indistinct chatting)
Now hold on
(indistinct chatting continues)
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(indistinct chatting continues)
- You're on your own (indistinct).
(patrons cheering indistinctly)
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- Where's the new girl?
- [Morgan] She's on Nick.
- You introduce her to me later, okay?
- [Morgan] I think she's
just dancing, that one.
- You underestimate the power of charm.
- True.
- You wanna have a bet with me?
- How much?
- 100 Pesos that she
comes with me tonight.
- [Morgan] All right.
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- When are you gonna have someone
training the girls dancing?
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I think you're a racist.
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1,000 Peso. Okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- Here he is, the boss.
Morgan, meet Peter Reeves and
his wife, Jo. Morgan Keefe.
- Hi.
- Good day.
- Morgan runs his terrible
place, but we keep on coming back
for some strange reason, don't we?
- Yeah, to keep me in
business. Jo, is that right?
- That's right.
- [Tony] Morgan's the resident Australian.
How long have you been here?
- Since '72.
- Must like it.
- It's not at this moment.
You been here before?
- On my third time. First time
in the Koala Klub, though.
- They demonstrate their
tolerance for this one.
Anyone protests about
freedom of the press,
they can say they let
people like you roam around.
- What are you writing about?
- Economics.
- That's your job on the multinationals.
- Your first time, Mrs. Reeves?
- Yes it is.
- And how are you finding it?
- It's strange coming
back to Southeast Asia
after all this time.
- Where have you been before?
- Saigon.
- Really?
- For 20 years. I was born there.
- I spent some time in
Fatoi. I knew Saigon well.
I suppose it's very different now, eh?
- I had said so.
- What were you French doing there?
- My father was French.
He was a black marketeer.
- Hmm.
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- Had as many changes since
the end of martial law?
- I just stay inside with
the air conditioning.
Almost forgotten what it's like outside.
(patrons applauding and cheering)
- [Patron] 16, I'd say.
- [Patron] Child fame.
- [Patron] Come here, mate, come here.
(bright music)
- Where do your employees come from?
- Provinces, mainly. Not
much work in the country.
- Good thing we Westerners
can provide some alternative.
- Beats starving.
It's a feeling I
haven't enjoyed for so
- Jo is short for Josephine,
is it? Not tonight, Josephine.
- It's a nickname.
- Oh, I had some nicknames.
Just as well I didn't stick to them.
- Mm. How'd you get yours?
- I used to sing it in nightclub.
One of the requests from the
GIs was always "Surfer Joe."
- Not much surf in Saigon, hey?
- Mm-mm, not much, Tony. Beers?
And a Singapore Sling, Mrs. Reeves?
- Thanks.
To show me the way
And you, you were so irresistible
The music I hear when
you're by my side
Is the only love song
that can keep me alive
(bright music continues)
- That bloke I interviewed yesterday
is doing all right for himself.
Director of 16 companies.
- Hmm.
- Being the president's
cousin probably helps.
- Ha, yes.
(phone ringing)
I knew that guy in Saigon.
From the Koala Klub.
- I gathered that.
- He used to drink at the Dixie.
He was wounded once, got some medal.
- He never went back to
Australia when the war ended?
- Guess not.
- [PA] Yes?
- Hello? Is Rosita Constanza there please?
- [PA] She's not here.
- Look, I rang yesterday.
My name's Peter Reeves.
I'm a journalist.
- [PA] There is no one of that name here.
- Dead end.
- Who is she?
- Oh, she used to run a small paper
critical of the government.
They closed it down last year.
I've heard she started up again.
- Are you still doing
that article on tourists?
- Yeah. I'll get some shots tomorrow.
The floral shirts brigade.
- You going to talk about the Koala Klub?
- Oh, maybe.
- I could take some pictures there.
- Yeah.
(page rustles)
(dog barking)
(indistinct chatting)
- In the distance is the
island where the Americans
made their last stand against the Japanese
in the World War II.
In the words of the great general,
"They, of course, returned."
As have the Japanese in more recent times.
- Excuse me. Would you mind
taking our picture for us?
- Oh. Sure.
- I hope we not driving
past those slums again.
Did you see those slums?
(camera clicks)
- There you go.
- Oh, that'll be the best
one of the whole trip.
- Pleasure.
- Thanks so much.
- Okay.
- Ciao.
- Tourists taking pictures of tourists.
I'm Rosita Constanza.
- Oh hi. Great to see you.
How'd you find me here?
- I followed you from the hotel.
I'm sorry to be melodramatic.
That telephone number you
were ringing is tapped.
- I see-
- They like to keep an eye
on us. Who gave you my name?
- Oh, well actually it was someone
from a church organisation.
- I've read certain of your writings
on Nicaragua and El Salvador.
You have something of a reputation.
- Oh, so you thought I
might have been flirtier.
- It is not unknown.
- Well, I'm writing a series of articles
on the political situation here
and so far I've managed to speak
to a lot of government officials.
But I'd like to hear
some alternative views.
- I can help you make a start.
- Great.
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(footsteps tapping)
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(speaking in foreign language)
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(bell rings)
- How come they haven't
closed this place down?
- We simply document political
arrests and disappearances.
We're not dangerous enough.
- Do you have direct contact
with insurgent groups in the country?
- Why do you ask that?
- Is that a leading question?
- We're independent.
- I interviewed someone
from the student body
a few days ago.
Found it hard to pin him
down too on specific things,
like tactics, like his
bombing campaigns for example.
- If I give you indirect answers,
perhaps it is because we
do not know each other.
But your particular interest
is in the multinationals here,
is that not so?
- Yeah.
- At present we know of 12 strikes
in the factories of
foreign companies here.
These are the last two
issues of the newsletter
with a few things to never get mentioned
in the official press.
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(baby crying)
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- Hello.
- Mrs. Reeves.
- Mr. Keefe.
- Come in. Take a seat.
- Thanks.
- That'll do, Kip.
- Got a Coke for me?
- Yeah, give him a Coke. What about you?
Something harder? Or don't you
drink with strangers anymore?
- I'm not thirsty.
- Things are looking up.
You wanna take that money to the bank?
- Sure.
- Ah, this is Jo, by the way. Nene.
- Hello.
- How you going? See ya later.
- See ya.
(footsteps tapping)
- Why did you send her away?
- I thought we should be alone.
She lives with me. She knows who you are.
- What?
- That we're old friends.
Does your husband know?
- I've told him we've met.
- Long meeting.
- Is this a bad idea? Me coming round?
- No, not at all. You wanna
come upstairs, see my flat?
- That wasn't why I came.
- So how come you wrote me off?
- No, it wasn't like that.
- What? We were just mates.
- We were always shouting at each other.
- Not in bed.
(Jo chuckles)
- You're still a hard case, aren't you?
- So were you in those days.
- It was 20.
- 20? Going on 50.
Peter Reeves. Big deal, is he?
- His writing is important.
- And is it any good?
- Being with him? Yes.
- Do you sing at all?
- No, I went to university. How's that?
I did a whole year. Almost.
Sang with a band for a while.
Why didn't you go home?
- No reason. No folks, remember?
- Don't. I'll go.
- You haven't changed that much.
Some of you would like to come upstairs.
(zipper zips)
- Keefe.
- I don't get called that nowadays.
- I've got to meet Peter.
- Oh, yeah.
- Actually I wanted to ask
if I could take some pictures of the club.
- Your hobby?
- For an article.
- Sure. I'll put on a big
deal, strip show, the lot.
- No need. I'll see you when
there's some people around.
Safety in numbers.
- And who would you be
saving yourself from?
Me? Or you?
- Bye, Keefe.
- See you later, Frog.
(footsteps tapping)
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(choir singing indistinctly)
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- In this area, the
peasants are being forced
to sell their farm to the land company.
Some have been tortured and killed.
The military are out of control.
A friend of mine is
visiting there tomorrow.
He can take you.
- Okay.
- But you must understand,
you'll be placing him
and the people you see in danger.
- Yes, I understand that.
I wonder if I can ask
you what you as a priest
think about those who are taking up arms?
- You weren't gonna ask those questions.
- It is all right.
There are some within the church
who believe that there is a time
when people must finally
defend themselves.
I cannot myself condone
the meeting of violence with violence.
(chalk scraping)
(footsteps tapping)
- Feel like a drink?
- Sure do.
- Where is your business partner?
- We're by ourselves. I
thought you'd turn up.
- Trying to get me drunk?
- Yep.
- Does anybody play that piano?
- We play disco game mainly these days.
- Hi, Morgan.
- Hi, girls.
- Christ. This is a dive.
- It's what they want. Been
taking pictures for the boss?
- Been taking pictures.
- You very alike are you two?
- Different planets.
- Keeps it interesting, hey?
- That's right.
(darts tapping dartboard)
- Not bad.
(footsteps tapping)
- Last night you seemed quite proud
talking to that German woman
as if this place was a brothel.
- Well, that's how she wants to see it
'cause her old man gets a drink here.
- And a girl.
- That's up to him.
- Does the girl get a choice?
- Sure. Do you want a job?
(indistinct city sounds)
- You cleaned your teeth before you came.
You're smiling.
- Better?
- A definite improvement, Frog.
- I'm not coming upstairs with you.
- Nearly. Not quite.
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(upbeat music)
(indistinct chatting)
- How'd you go?
- I took pictures of the girls dancing.
Some of the guys leering.
(chatting in foreign language)
- They're here for a cosmetics commercial.
- Oh.
- Tomorrow I'm going into the country.
I asked if I could take you with me,
but they said we'd be too conspicuous.
- Oh.
- I was thinking you could take
one of those all day tours or something.
- Can I have a drink?
- Yeah, sure.
(chatting in foreign language continues)
(indistinct city sounds)
- Why are you so shy all of a sudden?
- I'm not.
- You used to be a dancer.
- If you were to see
my buddy every morning,
it wouldn't mean anything.
- [Kip] You want your
boots cleaned, Mr. Morgan?
- Yeah. Come on in.
(door creaks)
- How are you, Mr. Morgan?
- Hungover.
- I'll clean your boots for a Coke, okay?
- Sure.
(dog barking)
- I'm hungover. How are you?
Me? I'm drunk as a skunk.
(Morgan chuckles)
(indistinct city sounds)
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- Ma'am?
(Jo gasps)
- What were you doing?
- I came to tell you, ma'am. Big mess.
- Someone has been in here.
- Pardon, ma'am.
- Ask the manager to come up.
- Yes, ma'am.
(door slams)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(bag rustles)
- Three fours, three Jacks.
(cards rustling)
- Someone is asking for you.
- Who? Nene?
- Losing your touch, mate.
(disco music)
Yes it took a long time for me to see
That coming right back to what I need
On the night train,
yeah, the night train
(disco music continues)
Moving across the land
and the deep blue sea
I'm coming right back to what I
(disco music stops)
(indistinct chatting)
(upbeat music)
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, Surfer, Surfer
Joe, go, man, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe
Okay, let's go
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- How long you been here?
- Couple of hours. Peter's away.
Somebody broke into our hotel
room and stole my cameras.
Where have you been?
- Playing cards. Wanna sit in?
- All right.
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Surfer Joe joined
Uncle Sam Marines today
They stationed him at
Pendleton, not far away
They cut off his big
- We have a new player.
- Hello.
- Christ.
- Don't wet yourselves, Stumpy.
- 20 By score.
Surfer Joe
(cards rustling)
- Two.
- Three.
- One.
- None.
- Dealer takes one.
- 20.
- 20. 20 More.
- And another 30.
- I'm out.
- Have a looky.
Three Aces.
- Queen high streak.
(money rustles)
- Mongrel.
(upbeat music)
Too much for me
Baby, set me free
The city's waiting there
(indistinct chatting)
(patrons cheering)
- What will you have to drink, Julia?
- Double scotch, baby.
(patrons cheering continues)
(cards rustling)
- I'll take one.
- Two.
- Two for Stumpy.
- None.
- Three. Dealer takes two.
- Out.
- 50.
- That. And another 300.
- Out as bloody usual.
- Out for you, Stumpy.
(money rustles)
- Double.
- Good on you, Stumpy.
(Jo whistling)
- And again.
- Jesus, Stumpy, you've
got a beautiful poker face.
(money rustles)
- Well, I gotta call ya.
- Flush.
- Ugh. Bugger me.
- Thought you've never ask, cherub.
- Your shout, Stumpy. Had to learn me.
Sheesh, you're a good loser, Stumps.
- Yeah. Call it a thing.
- You're not so familiar
with the game, Mrs. Reeves.
- I had a good teacher.
- Don't you believe it. She taught me.
(Morgan chuckles)
(upbeat music)
- There's someone you know.
She's the queen of the disco
Drink?
- Thanks.
Every guy's got his eyes on her
She's really out of sight
- Thought I might find you here.
- Someone broke into our
room and stole my cameras.
I didn't want to stay there by myself.
- They take anything else?
- I don't think so.
Queen of the disco tonight
- I'd like a word with your friend.
I need some advice.
(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct chatting)
- Peter wants a word with you.
(upbeat music continues)
- Hi. How's it going?
- I'm not bad.
Tell me, if somebody was
interested in leaving the country
by alternative methods,
what would you suggest?
- They go by ship.
- Do you know somebody I can talk to here
and there wouldn't be any problems?
- Provided expenses were met.
- Right. Thanks.
Of the disco tonight
Every guy's got his eyes on her
She's really outta sight
- What's this?
- I was suggesting to Rosita
that she might come to Australia,
talk to unions, church
groups, universities.
She dance like a queen of the disco
Have a good day?
- Yes. I played cards.
(upbeat music continues)
- You know he's just a glorified pimp,
this friend of yours, don't you?
- It's not like that.
- Oh, you've been doing
some research, have you?
(upbeat music continues)
Today on the way to the country
I saw this slum being demolished
to make way for a Japanese cannery.
People were just standing there watching.
It's a sick place, Jo, why
can't you see that? Jo?
She's the queen of the Harlem coast
(presses clanking)
- [Worker] You have to be careful.
If you take your eyes off the machines,
it is easy to be hurt.
Last week one of the workers
had her fingers crushed.
- [Rosita] Was she compensated?
- [Worker] No, they say
it was her own fault,
because she was talking.
- [Rosita] What hours do you work a day?
- [Worker] Sometimes 12, sometimes more.
Once they made us work three days
and two nights without sleep.
The doors and windows were
locked so we could not leave.
Our wages pay only half
what they did last year.
It is hard to feed the children.
We ask for an increase
because of the, hmm.
- [Rosita] Inflation?
- [Worker] Yes, and they
say if we make trouble
we no longer work.
- And this is a Filipino company?
- Yes. Guy who runs the
company is a millionaire.
A few of us have a share in
our country's development.
The woman on the tape lives in a slum
where 700 people share one water tap.
(choir singing)
- What's that?
- It's a mosque.
(choir singing continues)
You having dinner with your wife?
- I don't know.
She ran into an old friend
who runs a bar here.
Maybe you know it? The Koala Klub.
- I've heard of it.
- Apparently we are old rivals.
(choir singing continues)
How come you're not married?
- I had a close friend once.
(choir singing continues)
- Didn't work out?
- We were at university
together for three years.
One day we were both
arrested at a demonstration.
The morning they told me
he had been found hanged in his cell.
Part of me died. Sometimes
I feel only emptiness.
And hate to the stupid
(indistinct) who killed him.
(door clicks)
- Hello.
- Hi. What are these?
- A man was trying to sell them.
He was walking around and
around this tourist restaurant.
No one was taking any notice.
He couldn't even get them to look.
His face had so much pain
in it I ended up crying.
I wished I'd come with you to the country.
- [Peter] Ow.
- The world is so poisonous.
I feel almost evil just
being here in this hotel.
At least you're doing something.
- Well, not much. Not very successfully.
(phone buzzing)
- Yeah?
- [Rosita] It's me.
Remember the two trade
unions you interviewed?
Some security guards opened
fire on their picket line.
People were hit.
- Okay, I'll come now.
- [Rosita] Right.
(phone clangs)
- That was Rosita.
Apparently there's been
some sort of blow up
with that picket line.
(crickets chirping)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music)
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(dog barks)
(suspenseful music continues)
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- This is what happens.
- Hi.
- Bullets entered the bone.
- He should be in hospital.
- No money.
- We were able to get him treated
but hospital is too costly to stay.
- How'd it happen?
(speaking in foreign language)
- Last night the man from the office.
- The personnel manager.
- He tell us to leave. We stay.
Our union president argued with them.
Then the security guards began to shoot.
We start running. I don't get too far.
(rhythmic music)
(rhythmic music continues)
- Now listen, I asked for an
early morning call yesterday,
and it didn't come.
Very important engagement-
- Mr. And Mrs. Reeves.
I am instructed to invite
you to accompany me
to the office of Captain Vat.
- What for?
- I understand your room was broken into.
- Well, shouldn't we be
talking to the police?
- I'm instructed to
tell you it is regarded
as being a political matter.
- I'll come. My wife will stay here.
- As you wish.
(footsteps tapping)
- It won't take long. You
wait in the bar if you like.
- Okay.
(lips smack)
(indistinct reception area sounds)
(rooster crowing)
(bell ringing)
(speaking in foreign language)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
What happened?
- They're inviting us
to leave the country.
- Why?
- They say they can't
guarantee our safety.
I rang Talbot at the embassy,
but apart from asking a few questions
as to why they don't want me here,
he says he can't do anything.
He knows bloody well why
they don't want me here.
- When do we have to leave?
- Within 24 hours. I need a shower.
(water splashing)
Listen, something really big happened
in the country a few days ago.
It's been totally hushed out.
The military fired on
a large demonstration
and people got killed.
There's a meeting tonight
at Rosita's, I've got to go.
Now, the trouble is
they'll be watching us now.
(water splashing continues)
(indistinct city sounds)
(people chatting)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(people chatting continues)
Got company again.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.
(upbeat music)
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- There's a window in the gents.
Finish the meal, I'll tell
my waiter to get you cab
and I'll see you back at the hotel.
- What about those two?
- They'll just fret for a bit,
and by the time they
figure out what's happened,
I'll be back in the hotel myself.
(upbeat music continues)
- Okay.
- They can't do anything.
They couldn't afford the publicity.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(diners applaud)
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
(indistinct chatting continues)
Thank you.
(footsteps tapping)
(slow jazz music)
Grand Hotel.
(engine revving)
Do you know the Koala Klub?
- Yes.
- I'd like to go there first, please.
- [Driver] Okay.
(engine revving)
(slow jazz music continues)
- That doesn't give us much time.
- For what?
- Anything.
- No.
- You're looking forward to going back?
- I don't know. I suppose so.
- But you like it here.
- It's familiar. Where's Nene?
- She won't come up.
She's not that stupid.
- You're a bastard.
- And you're not exactly innocent.
- This is mad.
- I used to like you when you were mad.
- Then I'd be a lunatic. For a night.
(melancholic music)
(melancholic music continues)
(choir singing indistinctly)
(choir singing continues)
(choir singing continues)
(water gurgles)
- Here they are.
Hi.
(indistinct shouting)
- Come on, wake up.
(Peter shouts indistinctly)
(bodies thudding)
(assailants shouting indistinctly)
(choir singing continues)
- I knew this would happen
as soon as I walked in
and saw you the first day.
- So why'd you keep coming around then?
- I wanted it too.
- You're not sorry?
- No. I wish you lived around the corner.
(Jo and Morgan chuckle)
- You haven't changed that much.
- Not in that way.
- So what do you do all day? Sit around?
- I do a lot of things.
I've got a dark room now.
- Keeping yourself busy.
- That's right.
- Send me some dirty pictures.
- I will.
- I believe you.
I still love watching you undress.
Reminded me of Christmas.
All the kids used to get
at least one present.
I'd try and make mine
last, unwrap it slowly,
layer by layer.
Hmm.
(melancholic music)
- Try and sleep.
- Oh, Jesus.
(melancholic music continues)
Where are we?
- It's called a safe house.
I'm sorry.
- What do you mean?
- They went after you
just happened to be there.
- Who are they?
- Military. Close your eyes.
(upbeat music)
(speaking in foreign language)
(knock on door)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- [TV Character] You were right.
- Do you know many Australians?
- Yes.
- What do you think of us?
- Australian's very nice.
- How do we compare with the Americans
and the Japanese, hey?
- Some nice, some not so nice.
- Hey, don't touch, hey.
I'll bet the Japs don't
buy you breakfast in bed.
- Yes, you'd like to
rent a car for the day?
- Mrs. Reeves, I understand
you are concerned
about your husband.
- He should have been back hours ago.
- Do you know where he went?
- No.
- You must have some idea.
- I don't.
- I understand you are
both under escort tonight.
When he chose to leave the
restaurant where you were eating
out the side window.
- Yes?
- Did you know he was gonna do that?
- Yes. He wanted to see someone.
- This is a very strange way of behaving.
You not think so, Mrs. Reeves?
- We understand your husband
needed to be extremely
discreet in his research.
So anything you can tell
me about who he was seeing
during the last few days
could be invaluable.
- I told you he was seeing a
woman called Rosita Constanza.
Yesterday she took us to meet a striker
who'd been shot in a picket line.
- Where had this happened?
- At a firm called Transinite Industries.
- You probably don't realise
there's not simply one military
and one police force here.
There's a whole network of organisations
and they often work quite separately.
- Do you believe that one
of them is responsible?
- What I'm saying is that it takes time
for inquiries to filter through.
- Well, he can't have just disappeared.
- I'm sure we'll hear
something any moment.
- What's going on?
What are you looking for?
- Drugs, Mrs. Reeves.
- That's ridiculous.
- What was your husband doing
in the Provinces two days ago?
- My husband is a journalist.
- With an interest in drugs.
- Ah, Mr. Reeves is awake.
(bodies thudding)
- Peter, don't!
(Peter groaning)
(suspenseful music)
- Hero.
(suspenseful music continues)
(clock ticking)
(birds chirping)
- Peter's tough, you know
that. He's a survivor.
How long did he disappear in El Salvador?
Two months. He'll be back.
The drug thing is just absurd.
That'll never stand up.
(clock ticking continues)
(bells ringing)
(birds chirping)
(engine revving)
(doorbell rings)
- [Morgan] Is Mrs. Reeves down there?
- [Butler] Mm-hmm.
- Then I'd like to talk to her.
- [Butler] She's asleep at the moment.
- I think she'll talk to me.
- Well I can tell her you call.
- Look, I'm a friend of hers.
- Then leave a message if you like.
- Jo!
- Do you mind?
- Jo!
- How dare you come to my house.
I'm sorry, he just burst in.
- No, it's alright. I
would like to see him.
Do you mind if we talk in the spare room?
- Ah, all right.
- Sorry.
- All right.
(door slams)
- Now they're saying he
was involved with drugs.
It gives them a cover for anything.
- Why didn't you ring me?
I had to say I was your
brother at the hotel.
- I felt bad I was with you.
- Is that when it happened?
- Everyone has been very kind.
People keep ringing from
the police and the embassy,
all polite and sympathetic
and it's all shit,
we don't believe a word of it.
- Have you been to this
Rosita women's place?
- I have no idea where it is.
I never went with him when he was working.
Apart from a couple of times. God.
- Yeah.
- He must have found out something.
- They don't just wipe out
Westerners. We'll find him, okay?
- Okay.
(choir singing indistinctly)
- Father, we are friends
of Rosita Constanza.
She brought an Australian
journalist to see you.
(footsteps tapping)
- I remember, there have
been several arrests
from amongst the people
she was working with.
We are working for their release.
Rosita's flat was wrecked,
but we hear no word from her.
And your friend also has disappeared?
- Yes.
- If I hear something I
will send a message to you
and I will pray that your friend is safe.
- Thank you.
- Hey. Mr. Reeves.
- How long do you think
you've can keep me here?
- Who knows? Many years.
But the food, it is expensive, no?
- A lot of people are going
to be looking from me.
- I show you something.
(newspaper thuds)
(paper rustles)
I drink to the late Mr. Reeves.
You're dead, Mr. Reeves.
As far as the world is
concerned you're dead.
(Rosita screams)
- What are you doing to her?
- It's payday, Mr. Reeves.
My men like to drink.
You like to drink in Australia, no?
- You a bastard.
- You want to see your friend?
(Rosita screams)
(attackers laughing)
(dramatic music)
(attackers laughing continues)
(dramatic music continues)
- You bastards! You bastards!
(baby crying)
(dog barking)
(baby crying continues)
(dog barking continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(engine revving)
(Jo speaking indistinctly)
(Morgan speaking in foreign language)
- We don't want you here. You trouble.
(engine revving)
(indistinct talking)
(upbeat music)
- They're not even talking to us.
- 'Cause someone got to them.
- Can't you shut up that bloody music?
- What else are they gonna dance to?
- It's unbelievable you make
them dance for those creeps.
Beats starving, doesn't it? Bastard.
- Yeah?
- That's what you're used to, isn't it?
The girl's never dare to
shout at you, do they?
That's not their place.
You're like a fucking master.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
It's too late, isn't it?
If he'd been taken by the
military, they'd kill him,
they will be too dangerous.
(upbeat music continues)
Get it right with you.
- We need change.
- Maybe there is someone.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- And why should I be able
to find out such status?
- Because of your unusual contacts.
- A number of people would
need to be persuaded.
- Tell me what each of them wants.
Give them half and keep
the rest for yourself.
- You're a smooth judge, Mr. Keefe.
- How much do you want?
She doesn't go with anyone.
- You surprise me.
(upbeat music continues)
- Shall we say 6,000 on the money side?
(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct chatting)
(crickets chirping)
(engine revving)
- There.
- How many in the unit?
- Perhaps 10, perhaps 20. I
don't even know it exists.
- How long would they hold them?
- I believe they have a rapid turnover.
But if I were you, I'd
keep out of such places.
(engine revving)
(Julia sniffling)
- What's the matter?
- Nothing.
- Is she not feeling well?
- She's all right.
- What is it?
- Nene! Leave her.
(Julia sniffling continues)
(upbeat music)
Just gimme one more time,
that's all I need from you
One more chance to be by you
One more time, that's
all we need to do
(upbeat music continues)
(pebbles crashing)
(roof thuds)
(gun clicks)
(crickets chirping)
- I ask you again, who was the contact
passing you information in Duval?
- [Rosita] Nobody. I got it myself.
- Where is your friend Maria Tobias?
(indistinct) In your apartment.
- I think she wants another cigarette.
(Rosita screams)
Now, let's begin again. The man in Duval.
- Found where he is.
- Is he all right?
- I don't know.
I only saw the woman. From
what you said it was her.
It's a safe house.
Well, that's what they call 'em.
Officially, they don't exist.
People are taken there for interrogation.
- And what happens?
- Well, sometimes they're handed over
to the official military prison.
And sometimes a body's
found in the country.
It's called salvaging.
- Will you come with me to the police?
- They'd simply deny it.
Wouldn't matter who we saw,
by the time they showed us around
the place would be empty.
- Well, there must be someone we can see.
- They'd always have
time to get rid of him.
- Well, what do we do?
- Well, I'll get the woman out.
And if he's there, I'll get him out too.
But I'll be bloody well
better off leaving him there.
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
- I don't believe you.
- No?
- Keefe?
(door slams)
(water splashing)
(indistinct chatting)
- Hi, man, check my prices.
You, sir, your girlfriend, come on. What?
- No. Don't want one of these.
- Why?
- Try someone else.
- Come on.
- Try someone else.
(Kip speaking indistinctly)
(tourist speaking indistinctly)
- Hi, Mr. Morgan Keefe.
- How much?
- Very cheap for you Mr. Morgan.
You gimme a Coke in the morning, okay?
- Okay.
- Thank you. You made
a mistake, Mr. Morgan.
Mr. Morgan? Mr. Morgan?
- Very well he (indistinct whispering).
I know the owner. Drive
straight down the middle.
Give me the usual signal.
I'll be there with my mates.
No problems.
(door slams)
- I don't understand. You love her.
- I'm getting her husband out.
- For her. If you do this, you
won't be able to stay here.
- So, you love this place.
- I hate you.
- All right!
(bullets clanging)
(gun clicks)
(suspenseful music)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(suspenseful music continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(bombs bang)
(shouting in foreign language)
(bomb bangs)
(fire crackling)
(glass crashing)
- Come one!
(gunshots popping)
(indistinct shouting)
(bomb bangs)
(indistinct shouting continues)
- Where's Reeves?
- Next room.
- Put this on. Come on.
(fire crackling)
- You found Rosita?
- She's outside.
(indistinct shouting)
(suspenseful music continues)
Okay, out the window. Come on, hurry!
(gunshots blast)
(fire crackling)
(indistinct shouting continues)
(footsteps tapping)
(gunshots blasting)
(fire crackling continues)
(gunshots blasting)
Miss!
(gunshots blasting continues)
(upbeat music)
(gunshots blasting)
(engines revving)
(brakes screeching)
Why you slowing down?
- Shut up.
(car hooting)
(car blasts)
(fire crackling)
(dogs barking)
(fire crackling continues)
(engine revving)
(fire crackling continues)
Stay on Row S until you
get to the yacht club.
- Rosita?
- I'm okay.
- Last night she was tortured. Is it bad?
- It's all right.
- Where's Jo?
- She should be at my place.
- Is that where we're doing now?
- We're going to the docks.
She'll meet you there.
You're a dope dealer.
You try and leave by any other channels
they'll have you arrested.
- Why are you doing this?
- Not particularly for you.
(fire crackling)
(fire crackling continues)
(footsteps tapping)
(door slams)
(upbeat music)
- Hello.
- You go down now.
(footsteps tapping)
(upbeat music continues)
- Did Morgan say when
he expected to be back?
- The man he's helping is your husband?
- Yes. Have you heard anything?
- He tells me nothing.
You were lovers once.
- A long time ago.
- He is a wild man.
- Yes. What was wrong with her, the girl?
- A man hurt her. She was payment.
- What do you mean?
- Oh, it will not matter
to her in a few days.
- What sort of payment?
- To a man with contacts.
Morgan gave him Julia for information.
It was for you, perhaps.
Maybe it means nothing
to you. But I love him.
- I understand.
- I don't think so.
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
(indistinct chatting continues)
(indistinct chatting continues)
(indistinct chatting continues)
- You're early.
- I thought you were gonna
fix up those jokers outside.
- Had a bad night on the table.
- What time's it sail?
- Going with the tide.
- [Morgan] There's one more to come.
- You said there was only two.
- You didn't hear me right.
- I'm not going.
- Listen, you have to get out. Now.
- I'll go to the Provinces. Work there.
- But you could do so
much outside this country.
Just telling people.
- It's important I stay.
- Make sure he's on that ship, okay?
- All right.
- Even if no one else turns up.
If you gonna get this other passenger,
you better get a move on.
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping continues)
- Take care.
(door slams)
- I won't be coming back. The
driver will bring your wife.
- Okay.
(door slams)
Thank you.
(engine revs)
(foghorn blasting)
(upbeat music)
(indistinct lyrics)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- He's okay.
- Where is he?
- The docks.
- Are you all right?
- I need to wash.
- In there.
- Thanks.
- Boat sails in a couple of hours.
- Right.
- Are you staying?
- It wouldn't work.
- So you gonna play safe?
- Maybe I've changed.
- Try.
- No.
- All right. The car's outside.
- I owe you.
(footsteps tapping)
Bye, Keefe.
(footsteps tapping)
(melancholic music)
(engine revs)
(melancholic music continues)
(Rosita gasps)
(footsteps tapping)
(Rosita whimpers)
- (indistinct) This place.
- What?
- I hate this place.
- I'm calling a doctor.
- No. No.
- It's alright. It's a friend.
- The military is downstairs
with the (indistinct),
they want to see you.
- Bastardly (indistinct).
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
Get to next door across the
roof. Go find her (indistinct).
- Morgan?
- Do it.
(upbeat music continues)
(door slams)
I don't receive people
up here, (indistinct).
- Information that you (indistinct)
(indistinct) on a house this evening.
- And who told you that? Him?
You're really scraping
the bottom of the barrel.
- Move out on the way, please.
- They're gonna search
your flat, Mr. Keefe.
(gun thumps)
(Morgan gasps)
(upbeat music continues)
- (indistinct), or on the balcony.
- A lot of people are gonna be
asking questions about this.
- The question that interests me
is the whereabout of Mr. Peter Reeves
and the girl he was with.
He was never a part of any arrangements.
- You know better than me.
- That's what quite
never made sense to me.
(shouting indistinctly)
- Fire! Halt!
Stop or you will be shot. Fire!
(gunshots blast)
(melancholic music)
(gunshots blast)
(melancholic music continues)
(gunshots blast)
(glass smashing)
(melancholic music continues)
- We can go out this way.
(footsteps tapping)
(melancholic music continues)
(melancholic music continues)
(footsteps tapping)
- Out.
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping continues)
(choir singing indistinctly)
(choir singing indistinctly continues)
(choir singing indistinctly continues)
(choir singing indistinctly continues)
(choir singing indistinctly continues)
(choir singing indistinctly fades out)
(slow orchestra music)
(slow orchestra music continues)
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(slow orchestra music continues)
(slow orchestra music continues)
(rhythmic drum beat)
(rhythmic drum beat continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(fire crackling)
(rooster crowing)
(fire crackling)
(indistinct chatting)
(peaceful music continues)
(peaceful music continues)
(indistinct city sounds)
(peaceful music continues)
(aeroplane humming)
- Hi, man, do you wanna buy-
- No, go away little boy. Beat it.
- Come on.
- Not interested.
- Very cheap for you.
- No.
- Please, sir.
- Get lost, will you?
(Kip speaking indistinctly)
- Get lost.
- Look, man.
(footsteps tapping)
(cars hooting)
(footsteps tapping)
- Morning.
- You'd be a bludger.
It's just about night.
- Yeah, I wish I could sleep
in. What happened to blonde?
- It was a wig.
- Yeah? What'd she have underneath?
- He didn't.
(everyone laughs)
- The new girl's waiting in the kitchen.
- Okay.
- [Tony] Hair of the dog?
- Breakfast.
- How are you, Nene?
- Good. How are you, Tony?
- All right. Give us another of the same.
- Having a liquid lunch. Are you?
- Yeah. Glass of steak.
- Don't forget, she's nervous.
- Right.
- Julia, this is Morgan Keefe.
- Hello. Where you from?
- Provinces, Cebu.
- Why'd you come to the city?
- For work.
- What do you think of it?
- I like.
- So you wanna be a dancer?
- Yeah, I dance okay. Very sexy.
You wanna see me?
- No. I'm sure you'll be okay.
Nene will talk to you about it.
(speaking in foreign language)
(upbeat music)
Hold on
(upbeat music continues)
Hold on
(indistinct lyrics)
(indistinct chatting)
Now hold on
(indistinct chatting continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct chatting continues)
- You're on your own (indistinct).
(patrons cheering indistinctly)
(upbeat music continues)
- Where's the new girl?
- [Morgan] She's on Nick.
- You introduce her to me later, okay?
- [Morgan] I think she's
just dancing, that one.
- You underestimate the power of charm.
- True.
- You wanna have a bet with me?
- How much?
- 100 Pesos that she
comes with me tonight.
- [Morgan] All right.
(upbeat music continues)
- When are you gonna have someone
training the girls dancing?
(upbeat music continues)
I think you're a racist.
(upbeat music continues)
1,000 Peso. Okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- Here he is, the boss.
Morgan, meet Peter Reeves and
his wife, Jo. Morgan Keefe.
- Hi.
- Good day.
- Morgan runs his terrible
place, but we keep on coming back
for some strange reason, don't we?
- Yeah, to keep me in
business. Jo, is that right?
- That's right.
- [Tony] Morgan's the resident Australian.
How long have you been here?
- Since '72.
- Must like it.
- It's not at this moment.
You been here before?
- On my third time. First time
in the Koala Klub, though.
- They demonstrate their
tolerance for this one.
Anyone protests about
freedom of the press,
they can say they let
people like you roam around.
- What are you writing about?
- Economics.
- That's your job on the multinationals.
- Your first time, Mrs. Reeves?
- Yes it is.
- And how are you finding it?
- It's strange coming
back to Southeast Asia
after all this time.
- Where have you been before?
- Saigon.
- Really?
- For 20 years. I was born there.
- I spent some time in
Fatoi. I knew Saigon well.
I suppose it's very different now, eh?
- I had said so.
- What were you French doing there?
- My father was French.
He was a black marketeer.
- Hmm.
(upbeat music continues)
- Had as many changes since
the end of martial law?
- I just stay inside with
the air conditioning.
Almost forgotten what it's like outside.
(patrons applauding and cheering)
- [Patron] 16, I'd say.
- [Patron] Child fame.
- [Patron] Come here, mate, come here.
(bright music)
- Where do your employees come from?
- Provinces, mainly. Not
much work in the country.
- Good thing we Westerners
can provide some alternative.
- Beats starving.
It's a feeling I
haven't enjoyed for so
- Jo is short for Josephine,
is it? Not tonight, Josephine.
- It's a nickname.
- Oh, I had some nicknames.
Just as well I didn't stick to them.
- Mm. How'd you get yours?
- I used to sing it in nightclub.
One of the requests from the
GIs was always "Surfer Joe."
- Not much surf in Saigon, hey?
- Mm-mm, not much, Tony. Beers?
And a Singapore Sling, Mrs. Reeves?
- Thanks.
To show me the way
And you, you were so irresistible
The music I hear when
you're by my side
Is the only love song
that can keep me alive
(bright music continues)
- That bloke I interviewed yesterday
is doing all right for himself.
Director of 16 companies.
- Hmm.
- Being the president's
cousin probably helps.
- Ha, yes.
(phone ringing)
I knew that guy in Saigon.
From the Koala Klub.
- I gathered that.
- He used to drink at the Dixie.
He was wounded once, got some medal.
- He never went back to
Australia when the war ended?
- Guess not.
- [PA] Yes?
- Hello? Is Rosita Constanza there please?
- [PA] She's not here.
- Look, I rang yesterday.
My name's Peter Reeves.
I'm a journalist.
- [PA] There is no one of that name here.
- Dead end.
- Who is she?
- Oh, she used to run a small paper
critical of the government.
They closed it down last year.
I've heard she started up again.
- Are you still doing
that article on tourists?
- Yeah. I'll get some shots tomorrow.
The floral shirts brigade.
- You going to talk about the Koala Klub?
- Oh, maybe.
- I could take some pictures there.
- Yeah.
(page rustles)
(dog barking)
(indistinct chatting)
- In the distance is the
island where the Americans
made their last stand against the Japanese
in the World War II.
In the words of the great general,
"They, of course, returned."
As have the Japanese in more recent times.
- Excuse me. Would you mind
taking our picture for us?
- Oh. Sure.
- I hope we not driving
past those slums again.
Did you see those slums?
(camera clicks)
- There you go.
- Oh, that'll be the best
one of the whole trip.
- Pleasure.
- Thanks so much.
- Okay.
- Ciao.
- Tourists taking pictures of tourists.
I'm Rosita Constanza.
- Oh hi. Great to see you.
How'd you find me here?
- I followed you from the hotel.
I'm sorry to be melodramatic.
That telephone number you
were ringing is tapped.
- I see-
- They like to keep an eye
on us. Who gave you my name?
- Oh, well actually it was someone
from a church organisation.
- I've read certain of your writings
on Nicaragua and El Salvador.
You have something of a reputation.
- Oh, so you thought I
might have been flirtier.
- It is not unknown.
- Well, I'm writing a series of articles
on the political situation here
and so far I've managed to speak
to a lot of government officials.
But I'd like to hear
some alternative views.
- I can help you make a start.
- Great.
(bright music)
(footsteps tapping)
(bright music continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(bright music continues)
(bell rings)
- How come they haven't
closed this place down?
- We simply document political
arrests and disappearances.
We're not dangerous enough.
- Do you have direct contact
with insurgent groups in the country?
- Why do you ask that?
- Is that a leading question?
- We're independent.
- I interviewed someone
from the student body
a few days ago.
Found it hard to pin him
down too on specific things,
like tactics, like his
bombing campaigns for example.
- If I give you indirect answers,
perhaps it is because we
do not know each other.
But your particular interest
is in the multinationals here,
is that not so?
- Yeah.
- At present we know of 12 strikes
in the factories of
foreign companies here.
These are the last two
issues of the newsletter
with a few things to never get mentioned
in the official press.
(street sounds)
(baby crying)
(melancholic music)
(melancholic music continues)
(melancholic music fades out)
- Hello.
- Mrs. Reeves.
- Mr. Keefe.
- Come in. Take a seat.
- Thanks.
- That'll do, Kip.
- Got a Coke for me?
- Yeah, give him a Coke. What about you?
Something harder? Or don't you
drink with strangers anymore?
- I'm not thirsty.
- Things are looking up.
You wanna take that money to the bank?
- Sure.
- Ah, this is Jo, by the way. Nene.
- Hello.
- How you going? See ya later.
- See ya.
(footsteps tapping)
- Why did you send her away?
- I thought we should be alone.
She lives with me. She knows who you are.
- What?
- That we're old friends.
Does your husband know?
- I've told him we've met.
- Long meeting.
- Is this a bad idea? Me coming round?
- No, not at all. You wanna
come upstairs, see my flat?
- That wasn't why I came.
- So how come you wrote me off?
- No, it wasn't like that.
- What? We were just mates.
- We were always shouting at each other.
- Not in bed.
(Jo chuckles)
- You're still a hard case, aren't you?
- So were you in those days.
- It was 20.
- 20? Going on 50.
Peter Reeves. Big deal, is he?
- His writing is important.
- And is it any good?
- Being with him? Yes.
- Do you sing at all?
- No, I went to university. How's that?
I did a whole year. Almost.
Sang with a band for a while.
Why didn't you go home?
- No reason. No folks, remember?
- Don't. I'll go.
- You haven't changed that much.
Some of you would like to come upstairs.
(zipper zips)
- Keefe.
- I don't get called that nowadays.
- I've got to meet Peter.
- Oh, yeah.
- Actually I wanted to ask
if I could take some pictures of the club.
- Your hobby?
- For an article.
- Sure. I'll put on a big
deal, strip show, the lot.
- No need. I'll see you when
there's some people around.
Safety in numbers.
- And who would you be
saving yourself from?
Me? Or you?
- Bye, Keefe.
- See you later, Frog.
(footsteps tapping)
(traffic sounds)
(orchestra music)
(choir singing indistinctly)
(orchestra music continues)
(choir singing continues)
(orchestra music continues)
(choir singing continues)
(orchestra music continues)
(choir singing continues)
- In this area, the
peasants are being forced
to sell their farm to the land company.
Some have been tortured and killed.
The military are out of control.
A friend of mine is
visiting there tomorrow.
He can take you.
- Okay.
- But you must understand,
you'll be placing him
and the people you see in danger.
- Yes, I understand that.
I wonder if I can ask
you what you as a priest
think about those who are taking up arms?
- You weren't gonna ask those questions.
- It is all right.
There are some within the church
who believe that there is a time
when people must finally
defend themselves.
I cannot myself condone
the meeting of violence with violence.
(chalk scraping)
(footsteps tapping)
- Feel like a drink?
- Sure do.
- Where is your business partner?
- We're by ourselves. I
thought you'd turn up.
- Trying to get me drunk?
- Yep.
- Does anybody play that piano?
- We play disco game mainly these days.
- Hi, Morgan.
- Hi, girls.
- Christ. This is a dive.
- It's what they want. Been
taking pictures for the boss?
- Been taking pictures.
- You very alike are you two?
- Different planets.
- Keeps it interesting, hey?
- That's right.
(darts tapping dartboard)
- Not bad.
(footsteps tapping)
- Last night you seemed quite proud
talking to that German woman
as if this place was a brothel.
- Well, that's how she wants to see it
'cause her old man gets a drink here.
- And a girl.
- That's up to him.
- Does the girl get a choice?
- Sure. Do you want a job?
(indistinct city sounds)
- You cleaned your teeth before you came.
You're smiling.
- Better?
- A definite improvement, Frog.
- I'm not coming upstairs with you.
- Nearly. Not quite.
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(upbeat music)
(indistinct chatting)
- How'd you go?
- I took pictures of the girls dancing.
Some of the guys leering.
(chatting in foreign language)
- They're here for a cosmetics commercial.
- Oh.
- Tomorrow I'm going into the country.
I asked if I could take you with me,
but they said we'd be too conspicuous.
- Oh.
- I was thinking you could take
one of those all day tours or something.
- Can I have a drink?
- Yeah, sure.
(chatting in foreign language continues)
(indistinct city sounds)
- Why are you so shy all of a sudden?
- I'm not.
- You used to be a dancer.
- If you were to see
my buddy every morning,
it wouldn't mean anything.
- [Kip] You want your
boots cleaned, Mr. Morgan?
- Yeah. Come on in.
(door creaks)
- How are you, Mr. Morgan?
- Hungover.
- I'll clean your boots for a Coke, okay?
- Sure.
(dog barking)
- I'm hungover. How are you?
Me? I'm drunk as a skunk.
(Morgan chuckles)
(indistinct city sounds)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
- Ma'am?
(Jo gasps)
- What were you doing?
- I came to tell you, ma'am. Big mess.
- Someone has been in here.
- Pardon, ma'am.
- Ask the manager to come up.
- Yes, ma'am.
(door slams)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(bag rustles)
- Three fours, three Jacks.
(cards rustling)
- Someone is asking for you.
- Who? Nene?
- Losing your touch, mate.
(disco music)
Yes it took a long time for me to see
That coming right back to what I need
On the night train,
yeah, the night train
(disco music continues)
Moving across the land
and the deep blue sea
I'm coming right back to what I
(disco music stops)
(indistinct chatting)
(upbeat music)
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, Surfer, Surfer
Joe, go, man, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe
Okay, let's go
(upbeat music continues)
- How long you been here?
- Couple of hours. Peter's away.
Somebody broke into our hotel
room and stole my cameras.
Where have you been?
- Playing cards. Wanna sit in?
- All right.
(upbeat music continues)
Surfer Joe joined
Uncle Sam Marines today
They stationed him at
Pendleton, not far away
They cut off his big
- We have a new player.
- Hello.
- Christ.
- Don't wet yourselves, Stumpy.
- 20 By score.
Surfer Joe
(cards rustling)
- Two.
- Three.
- One.
- None.
- Dealer takes one.
- 20.
- 20. 20 More.
- And another 30.
- I'm out.
- Have a looky.
Three Aces.
- Queen high streak.
(money rustles)
- Mongrel.
(upbeat music)
Too much for me
Baby, set me free
The city's waiting there
(indistinct chatting)
(patrons cheering)
- What will you have to drink, Julia?
- Double scotch, baby.
(patrons cheering continues)
(cards rustling)
- I'll take one.
- Two.
- Two for Stumpy.
- None.
- Three. Dealer takes two.
- Out.
- 50.
- That. And another 300.
- Out as bloody usual.
- Out for you, Stumpy.
(money rustles)
- Double.
- Good on you, Stumpy.
(Jo whistling)
- And again.
- Jesus, Stumpy, you've
got a beautiful poker face.
(money rustles)
- Well, I gotta call ya.
- Flush.
- Ugh. Bugger me.
- Thought you've never ask, cherub.
- Your shout, Stumpy. Had to learn me.
Sheesh, you're a good loser, Stumps.
- Yeah. Call it a thing.
- You're not so familiar
with the game, Mrs. Reeves.
- I had a good teacher.
- Don't you believe it. She taught me.
(Morgan chuckles)
(upbeat music)
- There's someone you know.
She's the queen of the disco
Drink?
- Thanks.
Every guy's got his eyes on her
She's really out of sight
- Thought I might find you here.
- Someone broke into our
room and stole my cameras.
I didn't want to stay there by myself.
- They take anything else?
- I don't think so.
Queen of the disco tonight
- I'd like a word with your friend.
I need some advice.
(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct chatting)
- Peter wants a word with you.
(upbeat music continues)
- Hi. How's it going?
- I'm not bad.
Tell me, if somebody was
interested in leaving the country
by alternative methods,
what would you suggest?
- They go by ship.
- Do you know somebody I can talk to here
and there wouldn't be any problems?
- Provided expenses were met.
- Right. Thanks.
Of the disco tonight
Every guy's got his eyes on her
She's really outta sight
- What's this?
- I was suggesting to Rosita
that she might come to Australia,
talk to unions, church
groups, universities.
She dance like a queen of the disco
Have a good day?
- Yes. I played cards.
(upbeat music continues)
- You know he's just a glorified pimp,
this friend of yours, don't you?
- It's not like that.
- Oh, you've been doing
some research, have you?
(upbeat music continues)
Today on the way to the country
I saw this slum being demolished
to make way for a Japanese cannery.
People were just standing there watching.
It's a sick place, Jo, why
can't you see that? Jo?
She's the queen of the Harlem coast
(presses clanking)
- [Worker] You have to be careful.
If you take your eyes off the machines,
it is easy to be hurt.
Last week one of the workers
had her fingers crushed.
- [Rosita] Was she compensated?
- [Worker] No, they say
it was her own fault,
because she was talking.
- [Rosita] What hours do you work a day?
- [Worker] Sometimes 12, sometimes more.
Once they made us work three days
and two nights without sleep.
The doors and windows were
locked so we could not leave.
Our wages pay only half
what they did last year.
It is hard to feed the children.
We ask for an increase
because of the, hmm.
- [Rosita] Inflation?
- [Worker] Yes, and they
say if we make trouble
we no longer work.
- And this is a Filipino company?
- Yes. Guy who runs the
company is a millionaire.
A few of us have a share in
our country's development.
The woman on the tape lives in a slum
where 700 people share one water tap.
(choir singing)
- What's that?
- It's a mosque.
(choir singing continues)
You having dinner with your wife?
- I don't know.
She ran into an old friend
who runs a bar here.
Maybe you know it? The Koala Klub.
- I've heard of it.
- Apparently we are old rivals.
(choir singing continues)
How come you're not married?
- I had a close friend once.
(choir singing continues)
- Didn't work out?
- We were at university
together for three years.
One day we were both
arrested at a demonstration.
The morning they told me
he had been found hanged in his cell.
Part of me died. Sometimes
I feel only emptiness.
And hate to the stupid
(indistinct) who killed him.
(door clicks)
- Hello.
- Hi. What are these?
- A man was trying to sell them.
He was walking around and
around this tourist restaurant.
No one was taking any notice.
He couldn't even get them to look.
His face had so much pain
in it I ended up crying.
I wished I'd come with you to the country.
- [Peter] Ow.
- The world is so poisonous.
I feel almost evil just
being here in this hotel.
At least you're doing something.
- Well, not much. Not very successfully.
(phone buzzing)
- Yeah?
- [Rosita] It's me.
Remember the two trade
unions you interviewed?
Some security guards opened
fire on their picket line.
People were hit.
- Okay, I'll come now.
- [Rosita] Right.
(phone clangs)
- That was Rosita.
Apparently there's been
some sort of blow up
with that picket line.
(crickets chirping)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(dog barks)
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
- This is what happens.
- Hi.
- Bullets entered the bone.
- He should be in hospital.
- No money.
- We were able to get him treated
but hospital is too costly to stay.
- How'd it happen?
(speaking in foreign language)
- Last night the man from the office.
- The personnel manager.
- He tell us to leave. We stay.
Our union president argued with them.
Then the security guards began to shoot.
We start running. I don't get too far.
(rhythmic music)
(rhythmic music continues)
- Now listen, I asked for an
early morning call yesterday,
and it didn't come.
Very important engagement-
- Mr. And Mrs. Reeves.
I am instructed to invite
you to accompany me
to the office of Captain Vat.
- What for?
- I understand your room was broken into.
- Well, shouldn't we be
talking to the police?
- I'm instructed to
tell you it is regarded
as being a political matter.
- I'll come. My wife will stay here.
- As you wish.
(footsteps tapping)
- It won't take long. You
wait in the bar if you like.
- Okay.
(lips smack)
(indistinct reception area sounds)
(rooster crowing)
(bell ringing)
(speaking in foreign language)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
What happened?
- They're inviting us
to leave the country.
- Why?
- They say they can't
guarantee our safety.
I rang Talbot at the embassy,
but apart from asking a few questions
as to why they don't want me here,
he says he can't do anything.
He knows bloody well why
they don't want me here.
- When do we have to leave?
- Within 24 hours. I need a shower.
(water splashing)
Listen, something really big happened
in the country a few days ago.
It's been totally hushed out.
The military fired on
a large demonstration
and people got killed.
There's a meeting tonight
at Rosita's, I've got to go.
Now, the trouble is
they'll be watching us now.
(water splashing continues)
(indistinct city sounds)
(people chatting)
(indistinct city sounds continue)
(people chatting continues)
Got company again.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- There's a window in the gents.
Finish the meal, I'll tell
my waiter to get you cab
and I'll see you back at the hotel.
- What about those two?
- They'll just fret for a bit,
and by the time they
figure out what's happened,
I'll be back in the hotel myself.
(upbeat music continues)
- Okay.
- They can't do anything.
They couldn't afford the publicity.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(diners applaud)
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
(indistinct chatting continues)
Thank you.
(footsteps tapping)
(slow jazz music)
Grand Hotel.
(engine revving)
Do you know the Koala Klub?
- Yes.
- I'd like to go there first, please.
- [Driver] Okay.
(engine revving)
(slow jazz music continues)
- That doesn't give us much time.
- For what?
- Anything.
- No.
- You're looking forward to going back?
- I don't know. I suppose so.
- But you like it here.
- It's familiar. Where's Nene?
- She won't come up.
She's not that stupid.
- You're a bastard.
- And you're not exactly innocent.
- This is mad.
- I used to like you when you were mad.
- Then I'd be a lunatic. For a night.
(melancholic music)
(melancholic music continues)
(choir singing indistinctly)
(choir singing continues)
(choir singing continues)
(water gurgles)
- Here they are.
Hi.
(indistinct shouting)
- Come on, wake up.
(Peter shouts indistinctly)
(bodies thudding)
(assailants shouting indistinctly)
(choir singing continues)
- I knew this would happen
as soon as I walked in
and saw you the first day.
- So why'd you keep coming around then?
- I wanted it too.
- You're not sorry?
- No. I wish you lived around the corner.
(Jo and Morgan chuckle)
- You haven't changed that much.
- Not in that way.
- So what do you do all day? Sit around?
- I do a lot of things.
I've got a dark room now.
- Keeping yourself busy.
- That's right.
- Send me some dirty pictures.
- I will.
- I believe you.
I still love watching you undress.
Reminded me of Christmas.
All the kids used to get
at least one present.
I'd try and make mine
last, unwrap it slowly,
layer by layer.
Hmm.
(melancholic music)
- Try and sleep.
- Oh, Jesus.
(melancholic music continues)
Where are we?
- It's called a safe house.
I'm sorry.
- What do you mean?
- They went after you
just happened to be there.
- Who are they?
- Military. Close your eyes.
(upbeat music)
(speaking in foreign language)
(knock on door)
(speaking in foreign language continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- [TV Character] You were right.
- Do you know many Australians?
- Yes.
- What do you think of us?
- Australian's very nice.
- How do we compare with the Americans
and the Japanese, hey?
- Some nice, some not so nice.
- Hey, don't touch, hey.
I'll bet the Japs don't
buy you breakfast in bed.
- Yes, you'd like to
rent a car for the day?
- Mrs. Reeves, I understand
you are concerned
about your husband.
- He should have been back hours ago.
- Do you know where he went?
- No.
- You must have some idea.
- I don't.
- I understand you are
both under escort tonight.
When he chose to leave the
restaurant where you were eating
out the side window.
- Yes?
- Did you know he was gonna do that?
- Yes. He wanted to see someone.
- This is a very strange way of behaving.
You not think so, Mrs. Reeves?
- We understand your husband
needed to be extremely
discreet in his research.
So anything you can tell
me about who he was seeing
during the last few days
could be invaluable.
- I told you he was seeing a
woman called Rosita Constanza.
Yesterday she took us to meet a striker
who'd been shot in a picket line.
- Where had this happened?
- At a firm called Transinite Industries.
- You probably don't realise
there's not simply one military
and one police force here.
There's a whole network of organisations
and they often work quite separately.
- Do you believe that one
of them is responsible?
- What I'm saying is that it takes time
for inquiries to filter through.
- Well, he can't have just disappeared.
- I'm sure we'll hear
something any moment.
- What's going on?
What are you looking for?
- Drugs, Mrs. Reeves.
- That's ridiculous.
- What was your husband doing
in the Provinces two days ago?
- My husband is a journalist.
- With an interest in drugs.
- Ah, Mr. Reeves is awake.
(bodies thudding)
- Peter, don't!
(Peter groaning)
(suspenseful music)
- Hero.
(suspenseful music continues)
(clock ticking)
(birds chirping)
- Peter's tough, you know
that. He's a survivor.
How long did he disappear in El Salvador?
Two months. He'll be back.
The drug thing is just absurd.
That'll never stand up.
(clock ticking continues)
(bells ringing)
(birds chirping)
(engine revving)
(doorbell rings)
- [Morgan] Is Mrs. Reeves down there?
- [Butler] Mm-hmm.
- Then I'd like to talk to her.
- [Butler] She's asleep at the moment.
- I think she'll talk to me.
- Well I can tell her you call.
- Look, I'm a friend of hers.
- Then leave a message if you like.
- Jo!
- Do you mind?
- Jo!
- How dare you come to my house.
I'm sorry, he just burst in.
- No, it's alright. I
would like to see him.
Do you mind if we talk in the spare room?
- Ah, all right.
- Sorry.
- All right.
(door slams)
- Now they're saying he
was involved with drugs.
It gives them a cover for anything.
- Why didn't you ring me?
I had to say I was your
brother at the hotel.
- I felt bad I was with you.
- Is that when it happened?
- Everyone has been very kind.
People keep ringing from
the police and the embassy,
all polite and sympathetic
and it's all shit,
we don't believe a word of it.
- Have you been to this
Rosita women's place?
- I have no idea where it is.
I never went with him when he was working.
Apart from a couple of times. God.
- Yeah.
- He must have found out something.
- They don't just wipe out
Westerners. We'll find him, okay?
- Okay.
(choir singing indistinctly)
- Father, we are friends
of Rosita Constanza.
She brought an Australian
journalist to see you.
(footsteps tapping)
- I remember, there have
been several arrests
from amongst the people
she was working with.
We are working for their release.
Rosita's flat was wrecked,
but we hear no word from her.
And your friend also has disappeared?
- Yes.
- If I hear something I
will send a message to you
and I will pray that your friend is safe.
- Thank you.
- Hey. Mr. Reeves.
- How long do you think
you've can keep me here?
- Who knows? Many years.
But the food, it is expensive, no?
- A lot of people are going
to be looking from me.
- I show you something.
(newspaper thuds)
(paper rustles)
I drink to the late Mr. Reeves.
You're dead, Mr. Reeves.
As far as the world is
concerned you're dead.
(Rosita screams)
- What are you doing to her?
- It's payday, Mr. Reeves.
My men like to drink.
You like to drink in Australia, no?
- You a bastard.
- You want to see your friend?
(Rosita screams)
(attackers laughing)
(dramatic music)
(attackers laughing continues)
(dramatic music continues)
- You bastards! You bastards!
(baby crying)
(dog barking)
(baby crying continues)
(dog barking continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(engine revving)
(Jo speaking indistinctly)
(Morgan speaking in foreign language)
- We don't want you here. You trouble.
(engine revving)
(indistinct talking)
(upbeat music)
- They're not even talking to us.
- 'Cause someone got to them.
- Can't you shut up that bloody music?
- What else are they gonna dance to?
- It's unbelievable you make
them dance for those creeps.
Beats starving, doesn't it? Bastard.
- Yeah?
- That's what you're used to, isn't it?
The girl's never dare to
shout at you, do they?
That's not their place.
You're like a fucking master.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
It's too late, isn't it?
If he'd been taken by the
military, they'd kill him,
they will be too dangerous.
(upbeat music continues)
Get it right with you.
- We need change.
- Maybe there is someone.
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- And why should I be able
to find out such status?
- Because of your unusual contacts.
- A number of people would
need to be persuaded.
- Tell me what each of them wants.
Give them half and keep
the rest for yourself.
- You're a smooth judge, Mr. Keefe.
- How much do you want?
She doesn't go with anyone.
- You surprise me.
(upbeat music continues)
- Shall we say 6,000 on the money side?
(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct chatting)
(crickets chirping)
(engine revving)
- There.
- How many in the unit?
- Perhaps 10, perhaps 20. I
don't even know it exists.
- How long would they hold them?
- I believe they have a rapid turnover.
But if I were you, I'd
keep out of such places.
(engine revving)
(Julia sniffling)
- What's the matter?
- Nothing.
- Is she not feeling well?
- She's all right.
- What is it?
- Nene! Leave her.
(Julia sniffling continues)
(upbeat music)
Just gimme one more time,
that's all I need from you
One more chance to be by you
One more time, that's
all we need to do
(upbeat music continues)
(pebbles crashing)
(roof thuds)
(gun clicks)
(crickets chirping)
- I ask you again, who was the contact
passing you information in Duval?
- [Rosita] Nobody. I got it myself.
- Where is your friend Maria Tobias?
(indistinct) In your apartment.
- I think she wants another cigarette.
(Rosita screams)
Now, let's begin again. The man in Duval.
- Found where he is.
- Is he all right?
- I don't know.
I only saw the woman. From
what you said it was her.
It's a safe house.
Well, that's what they call 'em.
Officially, they don't exist.
People are taken there for interrogation.
- And what happens?
- Well, sometimes they're handed over
to the official military prison.
And sometimes a body's
found in the country.
It's called salvaging.
- Will you come with me to the police?
- They'd simply deny it.
Wouldn't matter who we saw,
by the time they showed us around
the place would be empty.
- Well, there must be someone we can see.
- They'd always have
time to get rid of him.
- Well, what do we do?
- Well, I'll get the woman out.
And if he's there, I'll get him out too.
But I'll be bloody well
better off leaving him there.
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
- I don't believe you.
- No?
- Keefe?
(door slams)
(water splashing)
(indistinct chatting)
- Hi, man, check my prices.
You, sir, your girlfriend, come on. What?
- No. Don't want one of these.
- Why?
- Try someone else.
- Come on.
- Try someone else.
(Kip speaking indistinctly)
(tourist speaking indistinctly)
- Hi, Mr. Morgan Keefe.
- How much?
- Very cheap for you Mr. Morgan.
You gimme a Coke in the morning, okay?
- Okay.
- Thank you. You made
a mistake, Mr. Morgan.
Mr. Morgan? Mr. Morgan?
- Very well he (indistinct whispering).
I know the owner. Drive
straight down the middle.
Give me the usual signal.
I'll be there with my mates.
No problems.
(door slams)
- I don't understand. You love her.
- I'm getting her husband out.
- For her. If you do this, you
won't be able to stay here.
- So, you love this place.
- I hate you.
- All right!
(bullets clanging)
(gun clicks)
(suspenseful music)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(suspenseful music continues)
(speaking in foreign language)
(bombs bang)
(shouting in foreign language)
(bomb bangs)
(fire crackling)
(glass crashing)
- Come one!
(gunshots popping)
(indistinct shouting)
(bomb bangs)
(indistinct shouting continues)
- Where's Reeves?
- Next room.
- Put this on. Come on.
(fire crackling)
- You found Rosita?
- She's outside.
(indistinct shouting)
(suspenseful music continues)
Okay, out the window. Come on, hurry!
(gunshots blast)
(fire crackling)
(indistinct shouting continues)
(footsteps tapping)
(gunshots blasting)
(fire crackling continues)
(gunshots blasting)
Miss!
(gunshots blasting continues)
(upbeat music)
(gunshots blasting)
(engines revving)
(brakes screeching)
Why you slowing down?
- Shut up.
(car hooting)
(car blasts)
(fire crackling)
(dogs barking)
(fire crackling continues)
(engine revving)
(fire crackling continues)
Stay on Row S until you
get to the yacht club.
- Rosita?
- I'm okay.
- Last night she was tortured. Is it bad?
- It's all right.
- Where's Jo?
- She should be at my place.
- Is that where we're doing now?
- We're going to the docks.
She'll meet you there.
You're a dope dealer.
You try and leave by any other channels
they'll have you arrested.
- Why are you doing this?
- Not particularly for you.
(fire crackling)
(fire crackling continues)
(footsteps tapping)
(door slams)
(upbeat music)
- Hello.
- You go down now.
(footsteps tapping)
(upbeat music continues)
- Did Morgan say when
he expected to be back?
- The man he's helping is your husband?
- Yes. Have you heard anything?
- He tells me nothing.
You were lovers once.
- A long time ago.
- He is a wild man.
- Yes. What was wrong with her, the girl?
- A man hurt her. She was payment.
- What do you mean?
- Oh, it will not matter
to her in a few days.
- What sort of payment?
- To a man with contacts.
Morgan gave him Julia for information.
It was for you, perhaps.
Maybe it means nothing
to you. But I love him.
- I understand.
- I don't think so.
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
(indistinct chatting continues)
(indistinct chatting continues)
(indistinct chatting continues)
- You're early.
- I thought you were gonna
fix up those jokers outside.
- Had a bad night on the table.
- What time's it sail?
- Going with the tide.
- [Morgan] There's one more to come.
- You said there was only two.
- You didn't hear me right.
- I'm not going.
- Listen, you have to get out. Now.
- I'll go to the Provinces. Work there.
- But you could do so
much outside this country.
Just telling people.
- It's important I stay.
- Make sure he's on that ship, okay?
- All right.
- Even if no one else turns up.
If you gonna get this other passenger,
you better get a move on.
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping continues)
- Take care.
(door slams)
- I won't be coming back. The
driver will bring your wife.
- Okay.
(door slams)
Thank you.
(engine revs)
(foghorn blasting)
(upbeat music)
(indistinct lyrics)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- He's okay.
- Where is he?
- The docks.
- Are you all right?
- I need to wash.
- In there.
- Thanks.
- Boat sails in a couple of hours.
- Right.
- Are you staying?
- It wouldn't work.
- So you gonna play safe?
- Maybe I've changed.
- Try.
- No.
- All right. The car's outside.
- I owe you.
(footsteps tapping)
Bye, Keefe.
(footsteps tapping)
(melancholic music)
(engine revs)
(melancholic music continues)
(Rosita gasps)
(footsteps tapping)
(Rosita whimpers)
- (indistinct) This place.
- What?
- I hate this place.
- I'm calling a doctor.
- No. No.
- It's alright. It's a friend.
- The military is downstairs
with the (indistinct),
they want to see you.
- Bastardly (indistinct).
(engine revving)
(indistinct chatting)
Get to next door across the
roof. Go find her (indistinct).
- Morgan?
- Do it.
(upbeat music continues)
(door slams)
I don't receive people
up here, (indistinct).
- Information that you (indistinct)
(indistinct) on a house this evening.
- And who told you that? Him?
You're really scraping
the bottom of the barrel.
- Move out on the way, please.
- They're gonna search
your flat, Mr. Keefe.
(gun thumps)
(Morgan gasps)
(upbeat music continues)
- (indistinct), or on the balcony.
- A lot of people are gonna be
asking questions about this.
- The question that interests me
is the whereabout of Mr. Peter Reeves
and the girl he was with.
He was never a part of any arrangements.
- You know better than me.
- That's what quite
never made sense to me.
(shouting indistinctly)
- Fire! Halt!
Stop or you will be shot. Fire!
(gunshots blast)
(melancholic music)
(gunshots blast)
(melancholic music continues)
(gunshots blast)
(glass smashing)
(melancholic music continues)
- We can go out this way.
(footsteps tapping)
(melancholic music continues)
(melancholic music continues)
(footsteps tapping)
- Out.
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping continues)
(choir singing indistinctly)
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(choir singing indistinctly fades out)
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