[Jim's hassling the truck driver on the way to Soochow]
Jim: Do you know where we are? We're here, see? And now we have to turn left. Do you hear me? When I say turn left, you turn left! When I say turn right, turn right! You have to do what I say otherwise we'll never get to Soochow then you'll be shot!
[approching a group of Japanese soldiers in Shanghai]
Jamie: Excuse me everyone...
[throws arms up]
Jamie: I surrender.
Japanese Soldiers: [laughing and mocking Jamie] I surrender! I surrender. Banzai! Banzai!
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Narrator: [title card] In 1941 China and Japan had been in a state of undeclared war for four years. A Japanese army of occupation was in control of much of the countryside and many towns and cities. In Shanghai thousands of Westerners, protected by the diplomatic security of the International Settlement, continued to live as they had lived since the British came here in the
19th century and built in the image of their own country... built banking houses, hotels, offices, churches and homes that might have been uprooted from Liverpool or Surrey. Now their time was running out. Outside Shanghai the Japanese dug in and waited... for Pearl Harbor.
Jim: I can bring everyone back. I can bring everyone back. Everyone. I can bring everyone back. Everyone. I can bring everyone back. Everyone. I can bring everyone back. Everyone. I can bring everyone back. Everyone. I can bring everyone back. Everyone! I can bring everyone back! I can bring everyone back! Everyone! Everyone! Everyone! Everyone! Everyone! Everyone! Everyone!
Dr. Rawlins: What about your English prep? Just think of it as - the antidote.
Jim: [rapidly] We-are-never-sure-of-sorrow, And-joy-was-never-sure, To-day-will-die-to-morrow, Time-stoops-to-no-man's-lure, With-love-grown-faint-and-fretful, With lips but...
Dr. Rawlins: No, no, no, no, no. Try to learn it as a poem. It's not just a
string of words, you know.
Mrs. Victor: I wonder how you'll take to school in England when the war's over.
Jim: It might be a bit strange. All the same, Mrs. Victor, the best teacher is the University of Life.
Mr. Victor: Oh, for heaven's...!
Mrs. Victor: Could we finish our meal, please? We've heard your views on the University of
Life.