[Native music playing]
[Children's voices]
[Children cheering]
[Applause]
june 25, 1965.
dossier h-10.
hamilton, guy.
born 1936 under
the sign of capricorn.
occupation--
journalist with the australian
broadcasting service.
jakarta, first assignment
as foreign correspondent.
you're an enemy here,
hamilton,
like all westerners.
president sukarno
tells the west
to go to hell.
and today sukarno is
the voice of the third world.
Where you get visa?
Sydney.
[Speaking javanese]
Something wrong with it?
Mr. Hamilton?
Mr. Hamilton.
Welcome to indonesia.
Thanks.
You're, uh...
Homer,
from jakarta office.
[Man]
driver?
Where's potter?
Mr. Potter's gone.
He left you this.
Gone?
Where's he gone?
Back to surley.
[Speaking javanese]
Please follow me.
He was supposed to stay
around here and brief me.
He said he was sorry.
His wife was sick.
Of what, him?
No, of jakarta, boss.
[Horns honk]
[Moo]
[Horn honks]
Our first
air-conditioned hotel.
Here americans and europeans
pay to become cold.
[Man]
hey, hey, who's this?
[Man]
cia.
Nah, he's an embassy
office boy.
Look at him.
You're both wrong.
He's the new a.b.s. Man.
Now, how did our diminutive
friend know that?
Guy hamilton.
Right?
Right.
Billy kwan. I did a lot
of film work for potter.
How do you do?
How do you do?
i felt sorry for you,
dumped in your first
posting without contacts,
adrift, hoping to bluff
your way through.
Wally o'sullivan,
sydney harold.
Read your stuff.
Oh, mere travels,
dear boy.
kevin condon,
photojournal for sita,
and pete curtis,
washington post.
Pleasant flight?
Yeah, it was all right.
This your first
overseas post?
Yes, it is, yeah.
Pity about
potter taking off.
It can be hard here
without contacts.
Yeah, well,
I'll survive.
Taxi, sir?
No, thanks.
You should take a taxi.
It's dangerous walking.
Taxi! Taxi!
Taxi, sir?
No.
most of us
become children again
when we enter
the slums of asia,
and last night
i watched you
walk back into childhood
with all its
opposite intensities--
laughter and misery,
the crazy
and the grim,
toy town
and a city of fear.
Hey, english, huh?
capitalisamo, huh?
americano?
[Spitting]
Hey, capitalist!
Is it always
like that here?
Oh, don't take it
personally.
You're just a symbol
of the west.
I feel more
like a spittoon.
Ha ha ha!
Where are
we going?
This is a little market
for the poor.
"And the people
asked him,
What shall
we do then?"
What's that?
it's from luke, chapter 3, verse 10.
What then
must we do?
Tolstoy asked
the same question.
He wrote a book
with that title.
He got so upset about the poverty in moscow
That he went one night
into the poorest section
And just gave away
all his money.
You could
do that now.
$5.00 american would be a
fortune to one of these people.
It wouldn't do any good.
Just be
a drop in the ocean.
Ahh. That's the same
conclusion tolstoy came to.
I disagree.
No? What's
your solution?
Well, I support
the view that
You just don't think
about the major issues.
You do
whatever you can
About the misery
that's in front of you.
Add your light
to the sum of light.
You think that's naive,
don't you?
Yeah.
It's all right.
Most journalists do.
We can't afford
to get involved.
Typical
journal's answer.
Good luck for tomorrow. You'll need it.
Go home.
Get some sleep.
Take the one
behind me.
you're ambitious,
self-contained,
moderate to conservative
in politics.
and despite your naiveté,
i sense a potential,
something
immediately apparent,
a possibility.
could you be
the unmet friend?
[Horn honks]
Boss, take off your
sunglasses when you go in.
Why?
The palace guards say
they can tell an assassin
By his eyes.
Yeah?
[Speaking javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
America...capitalists.
[Click]
[Pop pop]
Morning.
Morning.
Missed anything?
Yeah. 63 Minutes of
excruciating boredom.
I've got a feeling
He's going to make a
pronouncement this morning.
Oh, really, kevin?
What makes you say that?
Oh, just a thought.
Oh, yeah? When a thought
crosses your mind,
It's been on the shortest
trip in jakarta.
So what happens next?
As soon as sukarno's finished
breakfast, we go up.
How do you know
when he's finished?
Well, he tips the scraps
over the balcony for us.
Testing, testing.
It would do his image
the world of good--
The president
relaxing at home.
Of course I'll
end up doing--
General--
No, no. Not now.
Are you going to leave the u.n. Or not?
To speak their purpose.
Ha ha ha!
If you don't, then what
are you going to do?
Can I come
to your place?
See you then.
If you leave the u.n.,
What will you tell them?
In short,
jakarta is a city
Where the questions
outnumber the answers.
But one thing is certain--
That sukarno's tightrope shuffle
between the communist p.k.i.
And the right wing m*llitary
is looking more precarious
As the hours tick by.
This is guy hamilton
in jakarta
for a.b.s. News.
is that all?
What do you mean,
is that all?
you could've
written that from here.
What about
the tightrope image?
I mean, everyone else thinks
sukarno's in control.
guy, that wasn't news.
It was travelogue.
sydney out.
Didn't like it,
boss?
Don't keep
calling me boss.
Sorry.
Have one of these.
[Motor starts]
[Door creaks]
What do you mean, creeping
around out there like that?
I'm sorry. I didn't
hear you come in.
I keep my sound
equipment here.
Potter gave me
a key.
Do you want it back?
Hah. Keep it.
Did you get
an interview today?
What?
Did you get
an interview?
No, no, I didn't.
You're in trouble,
do you realize that?
It's early as yet.
All the top doors are shut
to western journalists.
Curtis got
an interview.
Curtis and wally have got reputations.
They can't be ignored.
Your only way in
is personal contacts.
Potter sabotaged you.
What do you want me
to do, sh**t myself?
Waited for this,
And if I mess it up,
They'll send me back to
the newsroom in sydney,
And that's
a bloody graveyard.
If you could get
any interview you wanted,
Excluding one with sukarno,
Who would it be?
Leader of
the communist party.
Aidit. I can get you to him tomorrow.
He doesn't
give interviews.
He does
when he needs to.
He's a friend of mine. I've
already spoken to him about you.
How come you're
on speaking terms with-
If you want it,
it's yours.
It should make quite a
stir internationally.
If you can
get me to aidit,
I'll give you all the film
work you can handle--
Exclusive.
That's great, old man.
That's what I've always
wanted, a real partnership.
Why the break
to me?
Why not potter?
I didn't like him.
We'll make
a great team, old man.
You for the words,
Me for the pictures.
I can be your eyes.
Thank you,
mr. Aidit.
Let's go, guy.
Let's go.
I'll take this
straight to the airport.
You'll be rushing to catch the 2:00 flight.
I'll make it.
If you sh*t that out of
focus, I'll k*ll you.
You worry
about the words.
Identification--
guy hamilton in jakarta.
Lead-in for story.
Exclusive interview with head of
the indonesian communist party.
Piece begins
in five seconds.
"Sukarno had finally yielded
to communist demands
that a fifth force
is to be established."
That's bullshit.
My friend,
it's well-written bullshit,
And it's right here
in my paper.
What bugs me is that my
paper wants me to match it.
Here
they are now--
Sir guy and
the black dwarf.
Congratulations,
hamilton.
You squeezed the test
match into two columns.
Yeah.
Sorry about that.
Want a beer?
Great.
Ali!
Do you really think sukarno is going to let
The commies have their own private army?
That's what
aidit said.
Aidit's lying.
Maybe.
Then why report it?
Well, maybe he isn't.
You know why he let you
have this little interview?
No. You tell us, pete.
Because he knew a more
experienced journalist
Wouldn't have
even filed it.
Really, pete?
Curtis, if aidit told you he had
a toothache, you'd file it.
You've been running
after him for months
Trying to get him
to tell you something.
It stinks, billy,
and you know it.
Sukarno's not stupid. He lets
the communists have arms,
He'll have
a civil w*r tomorrow.
Yeah, that's right.
Better not be. I'm going home
to get married in december.
Don't lose
any sleep over it, kevin.
This story's bullshit.
When I file,
I'm going to piss on it
from a great height, mate.
Right. You do that, buddy.
It's about the only--
Hey, guy, no!
Simmer down!
Stop!
See that?
Forget it.
Next time, pal.
I must confess,
hamilton,
That I probably would
have infused it
With a little
more skepticism,
But bitter resentment
won't prevent me
From admitting
it was a good piece.
Well done.
Now, smile
and shake hands.
Beauty among the squalor.
I took that
with a 200 mm.
Got a natural
elegance, hasn't it?
Condon, condon.
What?
Quit talking elegance.
All I ever see you sh**t
are tits.
Why don't you quit
trying to sell us
The pursuit
of abstract beauty
And admit
you're a pervert?
Come on, billy,
you're a professional.
Is that
p*rn or art?
If it's in focus,
it's p*rn.
If it's out of focus,
it's art.
Definitely art.
They really are exquisite creatures,
Aren't they?
Let me ask you
something, hamilton.
I've been worried about
this since you got here.
What do you do
for sex?
You worry about that?
Whenever I hit the front
page, I get a hard-on.
So what do you do?
I go up
to the cemetery.
What are you,
a necrophiliac?
No, it's where
the prostitutes hang out.
Fantastic girls
out there.
Best value for your money ass in asia.
Come on. I'll take you up there right now.
Some other time.
Wise man.
They're riddled
with vd.
You never heard
of penicillin?
I'm telling you, you will love this action.
You want
to spend the night?
Cost you $1.00.
Starvation's
a great aphrodisiac.
Keep it up, billy.
Keep it up. I'll just nail
you to the old cross, huh?
Besides, you can afford
to be virtuous, you know?
He's holding hands with the
best-looking chick in town.
She's a friend, curtis.
Sure she is, billy.
You'd find that kind of
relationship hard to understand.
Oh, get me the nails.
I'm going hang the little
bastard up right now!
You wouldn't be
holding out on me?
You been keeping her
under wraps?
All right,
all right, go on.
I'll do my part.
Take it easy.
All right, all right.
That's enough.
Hey, billy,
grab one of these.
Come on. Out of the way.
We're trying to eat.
Come on.
This duck's
terrific.
I want you to meet
your new best friend.
I just bought him for you.
Do a dance
for my pal here.
Nice little dance
for my pal.
O.k., My boss.
[Singing in javanese]
Oh, cut it, please.
[Singing]
Get him out of here.
I bought him
for you, pal.
All right, come on.
That's right,
he's yours.
He goes with you
wherever you go.
Ahh, god.
It was just a joke,
you guys, huh?
A joke.
Wally.
No, not a joke.
Billy, it was a joke.
Forget it!
[Screeching]
Billy, what's that
weird noise?
It's the bamboo.
But there is
a spirit here.
I hear him
outside at night.
He came inside one night and
spilled some bottles of developer.
Do you really
believe that stuff?
Absolutely, old man.
The unseen is
all around us.
Particularly
here in java.
[Squawk]
[Parrot]
good night, boss.
Good night.
Air conditioning, huh?
I thought you were living like the people.
I keep a lot of film stock here.
It's kinder to it.
Kinder to you, too?
O.k., But everything else
here is your basic indonesia.
An old man, of normal intelligence,
Capable of having
normal children,
But whose body
is a joke.
That's the one great
advantage of being a dwarf--
You can be wiser
than other people,
And no one
envies you.
You're not a dwarf.
That's what
I like about you, guy.
You really don't care,
do you?
Hmm?
Or maybe you
just don't see.
Want some tea?
Love some.
Hey, this picture
of sukarno here, that's...
That's me.
I dressed
for the part.
He's quite
a hero of mine.
I think
he's a genius.
He's really trying to do
something for his people.
To them,
he's a god.
That's
the real jakarta--
Scrounging for a few
handfuls of rice
To keep them
alive another day.
That's a story you journals
don't tell in your reports.
Nobody wants
to hear it.
Tell them anyway.
Well, why don't you
exhibit these?
I don't care about
the photographs.
I care about
the content.
I'm not very aesthetically minded.
That explains
all those terrible shirts
You get around in.
You like my puppets?
If you want to
understand java,
You have to understand the wayang--
The sacred
shadow play.
The puppet master
is a priest.
That's why
they call sukarno
The great
puppet master...
Balancing the left
with the right.
Their shadows
are souls
And the screen
is heaven.
You must watch
their shadows,
Not the puppets.
The right in constant
struggle with the left,
The forces of light and
darkness in endless balance.
In the west,
We want answers
for everything.
Everything is right or wrong, good or bad.
But in the wayang,
No such final
conclusions exist.
Look at
prince arjuna.
He's a hero.
But he can also be
fickle and selfish.
Krishna says to him,
"All is clouded
by desire, arjuna,
"As a fire by smoke,
"As a mirror
by dust.
Through these,
it blinds the soul."
Pretty good stuff.
This is
the princess srikandi.
Noble and proud,
But headstrong.
Arjuna will fall
in love with her.
And who's this one?
Ah.
He's very
special.
The dwarf semar.
What does he do?
He serves
the prince.
That's my jilly.
Now, there's someone you
should get to know.
Who?
The chap over there
with the mustache.
He's british
m*llitary attaché.
Colonel.
Ah, kwan.
This is guy hamilton
from a.b.s.
Colonel ralph henderson.
How do you do?
Been listening
to your broadcasts.
Far more interesting
than your predecessor.
Jilly!
Billy, what are you
doing here?
You never
come to the pool.
I've brought
someone to meet you.
I knew I'd
find you here.
This is my special
friend, jilly bryant.
Hello.
Guy hamilton.
Well,
drinks all around?
Oh, yes, please.
Gin tonics
for everyone?
Mmm!
Four!
Yes, sir!
You're staying
at the hotel?
Yes.
You're lucky,
it's a delightful spot.
We're at
the ambassador's residence
Since the locals lads
knocked down our embassy.
I hear they really tore the place apart.
Yes, they seemed
to have a lot of fun.
It was all rather droll.
Oh, god. It was
anything but droll.
Didn't some clown keep playing
the bagpipes the whole time?
That was ralph.
It helped the morale.
I bet you're counting
the days now, jilly.
Oh. Three weeks.
Till what?
Till I go home.
Where's that?
London.
Had enough of
the tropics, eh?
I've been on the move
five years.
I'd like to go
someplace and stay.
Uh-huh.
[Sighs]
Ah, here are
the drinks.
Now, what's this?
Gin and tonic, sir.
This is
gin tonic and ice.
Gin and tonic
always with ice, sir.
Gin tonic does not always have ice.
Americans use ice.
Ralph.
I'm not american.
Get me another.
I'll take it.
Thank you.
[Speaks javanese]
Well, who's
for a swim?
Not me.
I promised myself an
afternoon of laziness.]
Well, how
about you, jilly?
No, no. I've
just come out.
Come in again.
No. I'll stay here.
Keep billy company.
Right, hamilton.
I'll give you a race.
A race?
Australians are supposed to
be able to swim, aren't you?
I hope you're fit.
When ralph says race,
he means it.
There's no sense
being half-hearted.
Games are a serious
business with the english.
Right, colonel?
They have their place.
Come on, hamilton.
Is he serious?
Go on then.
All right.
Wish me luck.
What do you think?
About what?
Hamilton,
Oh.
Cheeky.
Come on, ralph!
[Billy] don't turn back now!
[Jilly]
come on!
[Billy] come on! For the a.b.s.!
[Jilly] come on, ralph!
Well done, ralph
well done.
You're the only one who's
come close to b*ating him.
[Billy] he had you worried,
didn't he, colonel?
Indeed, he did.
[Guy]
congratulations.
i find we have something
else in common.
we're divided men.
your father, american.
Mine, chinese.
we're not really certain
we're australian, you and i.
we're not quite at home
in the world.
[Typing]
[Speaking javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Thanks.
Tigerlily...
What's the matter
with him?
He's having troubles
with the m*llitary.
What sort
of trouble?
[Speaks
javanese]
His father
has a small shop,
And each week the m*llitary
comes to ask for money.
He has no more money,
and he is afraid.
No, boss. I'm not
looking for handouts.
Don't be silly. I get
more than that each week
Exchanging dollars
on the black market.
No, boss.
Don't be stupid, kumar.
Keep the dough.
For my father,
I'll play the beggar.
American embassy.
Who is it?
P.k.i.
Got the bell and howell
loaded?
Chock-a-block.
Any hairs
on the lens?
You worry about the words.
I'll take the pictures.
Yeah. See
that you do.
You.
Come on.
You're driving.
Me?
Me driving?
[Chanting]
[Winding camera]
P.k.i. Demand complete
break with america.
They're getting pretty
confident, aren't they?
They have
a lot of support.
Enough to take over?
Perhaps.
[Singing in javanese]
P.k.i.!
[Girls singing]
[Crowd chanting]
Camera.
At least they will
give us discipline.
Stalin had
good discipline.
He wiped out 10 million.
Hey, hortono! Take us
up closer to the gates.
[Speaking javanese]
[Glass breaking]
[Chanting]
[Horn honks]
Oh, sh*t!
Christ!
What do we do now?
I think we get out.
[Pounding]
[Car engine grinding]
Up!
[Billy]
up! Get me up!
Get off of him!
Get off!
Get back
in the car.
Kumar!
Oh, sh*t!
[Yells in
javanese]
Get out!
[Engine revs]
Come on!
Guy!
Guy!
sh*t!
Bastard cut me!
[Pounding]
[Horn honks]
[Tires squeal]
Are you all right?
Yeah. Yeah.
Did you get the sh*t?
Yeah?
Yes.
Ha ha ha!
Ehh, is that
all right?
Yeah. Fine.
What do you
think of her?
Who?
Jill.
Not my type.
Oh.
Why is that?
I think it's
her attitude.
The british
can be so superior.
Like the colonel
and his gin tonic and ice.
Oh, jilly's
not like that.
No?
Who's that in
the photograph with her?
Philippe. He's
a french journalist.
He was working here
for a while.
Were they, uh...
Yeah, they were.
Then he got
transferred.
It's difficult for a woman like jilly here.
Why?
Every guy she meets wants
to get her into bed
In the first
five minutes.
And it's your job to
keep them at bay, right?
Sorry.
I asked her
to marry me once.
She turned me down.
What about
the colonel?
I don't know.
She's fond of him.
You've got to watch that sort
of thing in the tropics.
I'm going to get you
a penicillin tablet.
Guess I'll survive.
Thanks.
Hey, what is
all this stuff?
Thank you.
[Locks cabinet]
Who are you
working for?
For you.
The communists?
The cia?
Stop it.
Why do you keep
a file on me?
I keep files
on everybody.
What for?
That's my business.
If you're an operative
for someone--
I'm not.
How am I supposed
to know that?
You're just going
to have to trust me.
We're friends,
aren't we?
We make
a good team.
We even
look alike.
It's true.
It's been noticed.
We've got the same-colored eyes.
Here. Take one of these every four hours.
[Typing]
here, on the quiet page,
I'm master.
just as I'm master
in the darkroom,
stirring my prints in
the magic developing bath.
i shuffle like cards
the lives I deal with.
their faces stare out at me.
people who will become
other people.
people who will become old,
betray their dreams,
become ghosts.
[Singing in javanese]
[Speaks javanese]
[Baby crying]
[Speaking javanese]
[Toy clanks]
Doctor.
Ibu, doctor.
You understand?
Ibu...
Doctor!
can't make her understand
that the canal
which she and utan
bathe in and drink from
carries disease.
in another country,
she would be a decent woman.
here, she begs,
and perhaps sells herself.
her tragedy is repeated
a million times in this city.
what then must we do?
we must give with love
to whomever
god has placed in our path.
[Cork pops]
No. No.
What's with the big spending? Out with it.
What's
the big occasion?
Gentlemen, an important
announcement.
I have secured me
a portion of indonesia.
So have i, wally.
She's in my room.
A beachhead of tranquillity.
A private domain. A haven.
I have taken me...
A bungalow.
What?
A bungalow.
What for?
Nobody
lives here.
Ahh.
[Bicycle bells ring]
Let's see how long you last
in this climate, eh, wal?
[Children shouting]
Where is your drink?
Come along!
Hadji, bring
a glass over here!
Ahh, billy!
Hey!
Up!
Yee-hee!
Who do I look like?
A chinese-australian
in a pinchy cap.
[Man]
that's right!
I'll say
one thing for you...
What's that?
Anglo-saxons are
better in the tropics.
Oh!
¶ Anglo-saxons are
better in the tropics ¶
¶ Anglo-saxons are
better in the tropics ¶
[Piano plays]
Come on! Let's
get it, baby!
¶ come on over, baby
¶ whole lotta shakin'
goin' on ¶
¶ I say,
come on over, baby ¶
¶ baby, you can't
go wrong ¶
¶ we ain't fakin'
¶ whole lotta shakin'
goin' on ¶
¶ well, I say
come on over, baby ¶
¶ we got chicken
in the corner ¶
¶ whoo, honey
¶ come on over, baby
¶ baby got the bull
by the horn ¶
¶ we ain't fakin'
¶ whole lotta shakin'
goin' on ¶
¶ yeah, well,
shake, baby, shake ¶
¶ I said,
shake, baby, shake ¶
¶ I said, shake it baby,
shake it ¶
¶ and then
shake, baby, shake ¶
¶ come on over
¶ whole lotta
shakin' goin' on... ¶
Hello, peter.
Are you enjoying
the party?
Moi...mora.
Moira.
Moira.
I'd enjoy it more if
we got out of here.
What do you say?
What?
Ready?
Thanks, mate.
Go cut a rug, kevin.
[Laughter]
Want to dance?
Come on. Let's dance.
¶ well, come on
over, baby ¶
¶ we got chicken
in the barn ¶
¶ whose barn?
What barn? My barn ¶
¶ come on over, baby
¶ baby got the bull
by the horn ¶
¶ we ain't fakin' it
¶ whole lotta shakin'
goin' on... ¶
Oops.
Sorry.
¶ easy now
¶ shake it
¶ ahh, shake it, baby
¶ yeah
¶ you can shake it
one time for me... ¶
¶ Anglo-saxons are
better in the tropics ¶
¶ Anglo-saxons...
You spoil me, hadji.
Oh, I would
never do that.
¶ fun tonight
¶ everything's all right
¶ gonna have some fun...
Next time.
¶ have me some fun
tonight ¶
Right.
Curfew time.
Oh, no.
Yes.
Come on. One more.
Let's put a record on.
Come on. One more.
Hello.
Hello.
Enjoying yourself?
Yes. Are you?
Hamilton.
How do you do, colonel?
Do you know saree?
Yes.
How do you do?
Colonel henderson.
This is jill...
Bryant. Bryant.
And billy kwan.
Heard your piece on lombok. Interesting.
Interesting?
Yes. You're still
young enough
And brave enough
to speculate.
The lombok famine
wasn't exactly speculation.
I'll get my coat.
All right.
Let me hear it, jilly.
What did you think?
I found it
a bit melodramatic.
It's only my opinion.
My flatmate
was moved to tears,
So there you are.
What does it take
to move you to tears, eh?
[Colonel]
jillian?
Curfew.
Good night.
Good night.
[Colonel] right, everyone. Curfew.
[Groaning]
So it begins.
Hey. Put it back.
But, boss--
I like a challenge.
Put it back.
[Knock on door]
[Speaking javanese]
[Jill's voice]
[Tigerlily]
hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Is billy here?
No. I'm sorry.
No. He hasn't been
in all day.
We were to meet here
and go for lunch.
Maybe he's
on his way.
Not unless
he's later than I am.
Uh, you want to stick around?
Want a coffee?
Oh, no, thank you.
I've interrupted you.
I'm glad you did.
It's been one of
those wasted days.
Oh. If billy
does come back,
Tell him I've gone
back to the embassy.
Yes.
You got a car?
I'll take a taxi.
Or I can give you
a lift.
That's all right.
I did want to get hold of billy myself.
Maybe we could drive
to his place.
He's bound to turn up.
O.k.
O.k.
I'll get my jacket.
It's on the door.
Boss.
Yeah?
Have you forgotten?
The circuit to sydney.
What time?
That's not important.
Cancel it.
What about
priok?
Aw, jeez.
It's 3:00.
I thought 4:00.
I'll make it.
And stop calling me
boss, will you?
[Beep beep]
[Beep]
I'm sorry if I offended
you last night.
No.
About your famine story.
Oh, no.
Bit of constructive
criticism
Never goes astray.
What did you think was
melodramatic about it?
I did offend you,
didn't i?
Hell, no.
You didn't.
It was a good piece.
Well, I know what you
were talking about.
I was there two months
in lombok.
I thought there was
one reference too many
To gaunt ribcages
and dull, listless eyes.
The rest was fine.
Well, you were there.
The ribcages and the eyes
are the real thing, eh?
Perhaps you only needed
to mention it once.
[woman crooning
slow ballad]
[Giggling]
[Birds chirping]
[Car horn honks]
[Jill speaking javanese]
Morning, mate.
Huh?
They always do that.
What?
They want to touch
your white skin.
I'm curious
about something.
What's that?
Why did you let ralph
win that swimming race?
You're observant,
aren't you?
Why'd you do it?
Seemed important to him.
Are you always
that generous?
Oh, no.
So, why?
Oh, I don't know.
I guess he reminded me
of my father.
Same bald head,
mustache.
He was k*lled
in the w*r.
How do you know that?
Billy told me.
Great.
[Jill]
billy.
[Parrot squawks]
[Jill]
anyone home?
[Striking
typewriter keys]
Was philippe
a good journalist?
One of the best.
Uh-huh. Where is he now?
Saigon.
Huh.
Did billy tell you?
Yeah.
You and he have
become quite a team.
Humph.
He thinks the world
of you, you know?
God. I don't know why.
You're everything
he'd like to be.
He's a strange
little guy, you know?
How does he manage
to get me an interview
With the top communist
in indonesia?
You think he's an agent.
Well, maybe.
You don't know him
very well, do you?
He's a cameraman
for christ's sake.
How does he get
such good contacts?
I don't know.
People trust him.
He breezes into every
embassy reception
Whether he's invited
or not?
And no one can get up the
courage to ask him to leave.
He's keeping
a file on me.
Why does he do that
if he's not an agent?
He keeps files
on a lot of people.
Yeah? What kind
of people?
People he cares about.
As he told you
about ibu?
Who's that?
The woman he's adopted
from the kampong.
Billy's got a woman?
More than that.
That's not his kid,
is it?
No.
He gives them food
and money, that's all.
He's not poor.
Would you like
a cup of tea?
No, better not.
I got a couple interviews
at priok.
Oh.
Want to come?
To priok?
You can keep an eye
on the melodrama.
[Ship whistle blowing]
What do you do
at the embassy?
I mean, apart from
socializing, uh...
I work with ralph.
You a spy?
You're a spook,
aren't you?
Well, if I were,
I'd hardly tell you,
Would i?
What agency did
philippe work for?
A.a.p.
Yeah? When did he go
to saigon?
A long time ago.
Pretty arrogant lot,
aren't they?
Who?
The french.
I find them
absolutely charming.
[Thunder]
[Guy]
hey, boy! Hey!
Don't you just love
the tropics?
Oh, torrential.
Here, I got it.
Who ordered these,
did you order these?
I must have.
Uh, let's take it
with us.
[Giggling]
Ohh!
Oh. Well...
God.
Ahem.
Cheers.
Cheers.
My hat. Ha ha ha.
Ulp...
What's this? What's this?
It's green stuff.
Green stuff usually
has ice, doesn't it?
Oh, no.
Get me another at once.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Did you have
an interview?
Yeah.
[Both laughing]
This is soaked. Let's go
to the interview.
Looks much better
on you.
Maybe I should buy one.
You can have
this one cheap.
Oh, really?
[Jill speaking javanese]
[Kills engine]
O.k.
Well, look, i--
When are you leaving?
Two weeks.
What about dinner
tonight?
No, I can't--
What about
tomorrow night?
No, I'm busy all week.
Don't you ever eat?
Goodbye.
Hey, look, I just want to
see you again, all right?
Oh, look.
I'm leaving so soon.
What's the point of
complicating things now?
What's complicated
about eating?
Ha ha ha.
Goodbye...
For the second time.
Bye, beautiful.
Watch out
for the melodrama.
I'll call you.
No, don't.
i will.
Ha ha.
[Humming]
[guy]
the situation--
surviving on
a few handfuls of rice
on this famine-stricken
island of lombok.
but it's the faces
you can't forget.
like images
in a recurring nightmare,
they just
keep coming back.
haunted faces
staring blankly back
from the windows
of tumbled down hovels.
the hollow,
lifeless eyes,
skin stretched tight
across bones,
hands outstretched.
dull, listless eyes
imploring.
i move,
as if in a dream,
through the agony
that is famine.
this is guy hamilton
in lombok
for a.b.s. Magazine.
Hello.
Hello?
Oh...
I'm sorry, mr. Hamilton.
Uh...
She's out this evening.
Any message?
I'll tell her
you called.
Good night.
Are you sure?
[soprano opera solo]
Listen to this, guy.
[Turns volume up]
Guy?
I'm not going to be here
for a few days.
Why don't you use
the bungalow,
Have some peace
and quiet?
Sure!
What are you grinning at, you fox?
These are good.
Oh, yes?
[Speaking javanese]
Jilly...
You've only got
Hmm.
Any regrets?
No.
None.
"Her britannic
majesty's ambassador
"Sir andrew watt
and lady watt
"Request the pleasure
of the company
Of g.s. Hamilton esquire."
You going to this?
You're joking.
You might learn
something.
I doubt it. The british
don't let much slip.
Oh, yes, they do.
They're just more subtle.
You've got to listen
harder.
Come again.
Jill will be there.
[dance music plays]
[Bagpipes playing]
[Stops music]
Ladies and gentlemen,
Music from henderson,
Oysters from quantas.
[Applause]
Ladies and gentlemen...
[Applause fades]
Ladies and gentlemen,
Can I remind those of you
driving back to jakarta
The curfew hour
approaches.
Aw. Aw. Aw.
[waltz music begins]
Good night.
Good night.
Excuse me, sir.
Terribly late.
The ambassador's already
asked me to close up.
Excuse me...
Good night. Good night.
Good evening, old man.
You enjoying yourself?
I apologize, but I must
speak to ms. Bryant.
It's about that interview.
What is it with you?
You don't answer
any of my phone calls.
Let's go.
I can't.
I'm a weekend guest.
So what?
I can't leave
with you now.
Everyone
in jakarta--
I'm leaving
in less than a week.
Bye.
[Slams door]
[Engine grinds]
Start, you bastard.
[Grinding]
sh*t!
[Grinding]
[Engine starts]
Not the hotel
indonesia.
All right?
Jill!
What the hell
are you doing?
Jill, the curfew!
Jill!
[Men speaking javanese]
Damn it. A roadblock.
O.k. Get down.
[Men yelling in javanese]
Whoo! Yee-haw!
[Giggling]
[Both laughing]
[Crickets chirping]
Good morning.
Hello, jill.
Morning, jill.
Ralph, I so sorry--
So am i.
I just hope you know
what you're doing.
Morning.
Sorry, I'm late.
Oh.
bryant, jillian edith.
nationality--british.
born 1938
under the sign
of pisces.
I must be mad.
occupation--
assistant
to m*llitary attaché,
british embassy,
jakarta.
former postings--
brussels, singapore.
little religious feeling,
yet has a reverence
for life.
this is a spirit
like a wavering flame
which only needs care
to burn high.
if this does not happen,
she could lapse
into the promiscuity
and bitterness
of the failed romantic.
Ali.
[Men chuckling]
What's funny?
You're looking
a little pooped, kid.
Yeah, well,
good luck to you.
They're only jealous.
[Men chuckling]
i hear she really
turns it on, huh?
That what you heard,
pete?
Huh?
Hey! What--
Well, you saw it.
I mean, the guy's
a lunatic.
I think our boy's
in love.
O.k., Start her up.
[Car starts]
[Engine ticking]
All right,
switch her off.
Switch her off!
Oh, yes, sir.
[Engine stops]
So, why london, eh?
What are you
transferring there for?
Why do you want
to go to saigon?
It's the center
of things.
Be able to find out
What's really going on
in the world.
Not have to read
about it
In the yellow press
like most people.
Why don't you stay?
Why should i?
Hmm, mr. Hamilton?
[Teletype machine
clacking]
[Peddler hawking wares
in javanese]
[Typewriter sounds
behind door]
What is it?
God, you're soaking.
Jill, what is it?
What's wrong?
[Raining]
[Giggling]
Stop it.
[Thunder]
We got a coded message through
from singapore this morning.
A ship left shanghai
a few days ago
With arms
for the p.k.i.
Civil w*r.
Yes.
Look, I'm not
telling you this
To give you
some fantastic scoop.
I just want you
to save your life.
I know, but--
If the p.k.i. Take over,
They'll slaughter
every european in jakarta.
I can get you out on a plane.
I'll talk to ralph.
No, jill, I'm staying.
Nothing can keep the communists
and the muslims apart now,
Not even sukarno.
Wonder how they're going
to get the stuff in.
Probably a port up north.
Yeah, coming up north.
Under a false bill
of lading.
Tennis rackets,
toilet seats, something.
Guy, you can't use this.
Then you shouldn't
have told me.
[Door opens]
Hello, billy.
What are you doing here?
Waiting for you.
Should be some more
work for you soon.
At the moment, I'm just
tracking something down.
About an
arms shipment?
Jill told you.
Getting nowhere on it.
You shouldn't be
out there looking.
Why not?
She told you in confidence same as me.
If you let
the story break,
Everyone will know
it came from her.
I'm not running any story unless
I get evidence on my own.
Great, that should ease your conscience,
But everyone will still
know where it came from,
And you know it.
Billy, I can't let a story
like that just lie.
I'm not running it until I get
independent confirmation.
If that's not good enough
for you, sorry.
It's the best I can do.
I suppose
you realize
If the communists have the slightest idea
What you're after,
you're dead.
Billy, when that
arms shipment comes in,
This whole country
blows up.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
Hey, if I don't follow
something like this up,
I might as well go and
grow watermelons, eh?
[billy]
you have changed.
you are capable
of betrayal.
is it possible
I was wrong about you?
you abuse your position
as journalist and grow
addicted to risk.
you attempt to rule neat
lines around yourself,
making a fetish
of your career
and making all
relationships temporary
lest they disturb
that career.
why can't you
give yourself?
why can't you
learn to love?
A shipment that size does
not come into the country
Without somebody
taking notice.
Perhaps there is
no such shipment.
No such shipment.
O.k.
You come back
in two days.
You keep an eye peeled.
Mr. Hamilton?
Be careful who you talk
to about this matter.
I'm not p.k.i.,
But I might
have been.
[Bicycle bell rings]
[Horn honks]
No luck, boss?
Not a bloody thing.
[Speaking javanese]
[Horn honks]
[Horn honks]
[Speaking javanese]
Hey, kumar?
[Hamilton] what have we stopped here for?
Sleep and eat, boss. We'll
have a rest and swim.
No, kumar, we got
too much work to do.
Tomorrow.
[Speaking javanese]
Hey, what is
this place?
An old dutch villa.
Tigerlily's a friend.
We stay here sometimes.
[Speaking javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Cheers.
i'll see you after siesta.
You're an old
java now, boss.
[Laughter echoes]
[Gasp]
[Watch ticking]
You're p.k.i.,
Aren't you?
My country suffers
Under a great weight
of poverty and corruption.
Is it wrong to want
to change that?
When the k*lling starts,
Are you going
to be part of it?
Sometimes there's
no other way.
Yeah, sure, kumar.
You must not ask anymore
about the shipment.
You know when
it's arriving?
Maybe it's already here.
That's the confirmation
I've been looking for--
Listen to me.
I'm unimportant
to the party.
Even tigerlily
is more highly placed.
They have a death list.
You are on it.
[Hamilton]
come on, come on.
Oh...crap sake.
[Operator] hello, are you there?
Hello?
I'm sorry. Miss bryant
is still unavailable.
May I take
a message,
Or might I have your
telephone number?
sh*t.
[Knock on wall]
[radio plays
be-bob-a-lula]
[Curtis] I got something to show you.
¶ Well, be-bob-a-lula, she's my baby ¶
¶ Uh-huh, be-bob-a-lula,
I don't mean maybe ¶
I got that bitch, baby.
Saigon, huh?
¶ Be-bob-a-lula,
she's my baby ¶
I'll be blasting gooks
and kicking ass.
Thing is this,
I don't want
Any ill feelings
about this.
Squash those
pangs of envy
When you're sitting
in the presence
Of talent like mine.
But think of it
this way.
Without guys like me
in this business,
What would you have
to aspire to?
I'm glad you're
going to saigon--
You told me that
four times.
'Cause you are
going to miss out
On the biggest
story of your life.
Like what?
Like, just wait
and see.
You terrify me,
you terrify me.
And there I am, I'm waiting to announce
That china's entering the w*r, right?
Along comes young hamilton,
blows me out of the water
With an update on
sukarno's piles.
You are good.
You are pretty good.
You had me
running there.
But, you know...
[radio plays tutti frutti]
Check this out.
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
¶ Now a womp-
bop-a-loom-op ¶
¶ A-lomp-bop-bop
Hey, gals, this just right. Hey, yeah.
O.k., You bevy
of beatuies.
¶ Got a girl,
name's sue ¶
Come on, baby.
¶ She knows
just what to do ¶
¶ She know how to love me,
yes, indeed ¶
¶ You don't know
what sue's to me ¶
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
Let me show you
how it's done.
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
¶ Tutti frutti
au rutti ¶
¶ A bop-bop-a-loom-op
¶ A-lop-bop-boom
¶ Got a girl
named daisy ¶
You, stop dance.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, sport.
Out!
We're on the way.
We're just leaving.
Night, everybody,
we had a lot of laughs.
[Curtis]
adios.
[Hamilton]
is this a reefer?
[Curtis]
no, it's a mars bar.
All right, all right, get the windows up.
Lock the doors.
[Laughs]
See anybody
you like, huh?
[Speaking javanese]
Let's get a little light
on the subject.
How about her? You like her, huh, huh?
She likes you.
That's what you call
yellow fever, kid.
[Speaking javanese]
[Curtis]
I think I'm in love.
Ooh, yeah, baby.
Whoo, yes.
Hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing?
What's the matter
with you?
Bloody meat market.
Oh, come on.
I'm going,
you staying?
I'm staying, yeah.
O.k., Get out.
O.k., Take it easy.
You, too.
Have a nice time.
Girls. Ha ha.
It's your old pal,
mr. Pete.
That's right.
Yeah, yeah, o.k.
Sorry, miss bryant's
not available.
Thanks.
[Call to prayers]
[Baby crying]
[Speaking javanese]
[Chanting]
[Wally] billy, billy, come over here.
We've been looking
everywhere for you.
What is
all this?
Bulgarian independence day.
Not a crushing day
for modern history,
But sukarno's coming in a couple of hours.
We think he'll use the
occasion for a speech.
I'm sure
he will.
Well,
that comes later.
Right now,
we're celebrating.
What are you
celebrating?
Curtis got saigon.
Huh, huh, huh?
[Billy]
curtis got saigon.
Well, we must all
drink to that.
Come on, billy,
Don't give me
this crap tonight, huh?
Wherever human misery
is at it's worst,
The press will
be there in force.
To saigon.
Give me a break,
will you?
People are out there fighting
in the streets for rice.
I sh*t some footage.
Does anybody want it?
I have it.
Billy, it's only a temporary shortage.
Why don't you tell them
a true story, gentlemen?
Why don't you tell them that
sukarno makes empty speeches
And builds monuments
to his vanity
While his people
are starving to death?
Why don't you tell them
that he says, "eat rats!"?
You were the one who told
us he was a great man.
He was!
He was, that's why his
betrayal is so hideous.
Steady,
old billy.
I've never really
agreed with you
On how much the people are
supposed to mean to sukarno.
The only thing he wanted
to do for his people
Was to go to bed
with them.
The female ones,
that is.
You're right.
He does use his people
as objects of pleasure,
But then so do you.
Only you do it
with boys!
[Curtis]
what did you say?
You little bastard!
Curtis!
You're no better than
he is, you little girl!
Curtis, put him down!
Billy?
Billy?
I'll have my bags
packed tonight.
Hmm?
Billy?
[Bicycle bells ringing]
I want to talk to you!
[Hamilton]
billy!
Billy, stop.
Damn it, what the hell's
the matter with you?
What do you want?
You made the broadcast,
didn't you?
I didn't source
that back to jill.
I got that
someplace else.
That's not the point.
Yes, it is
the point.
When this thing breaks,
it could change
The whole political shape
of southeast asia.
How far are my loyalties
to jill supposed to go?
I would have given up
the world for her.
You won't even
give up one story.
No, it's not just
a story, damn it,
it's the bloody story.
Now can't you
understand that?
Don't you understand?
You've lost jill.
What have you told her?
You've told her something.
I gave her to you, and
now I'm taking her back.
Do you understand?
You gave her to me?
For christ sake,
you mad little bastard.
You think you can
control peoples lives
Just because you've got
them in your bloody files?
I believed in you.
I thought you were
a man of light.
That's why I gave you
Those stories you think
are so important.
I made you see things.
I made you feel something
about what you write.
I gave you my trust,
so did jill.
I created you.
Oh, my god.
My god.
Oh, god.
[opera music plays]
Ohh!
What then must we do?
What then must we do?
What...
Then...
Must we do?
What then...
Must...
We...
Do?
Do?
Do?
Room 719.
I'm going
to broadcast it.
I got a confirm
straight from the p.k.i.
Look, I made the decision
to tell you.
You're a journalist.
Wait a minute.
What's going on?
Mr. Davis, security check.
Security check.
You see the notice
on the door here?
[Speaking
javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Aah!
Billy!
[Speaking javanese]
Billy?
Jill?
I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to frighten you.
You shouldn't even be here,
the security men--
I know. I--i don't want
them to get his files.
He was m*rder*d,
wasn't he?
Yeah.
Over a banner,
And sukarno
didn't even see it.
Who took this?
He did.
Self-timer outside that
grotty little restaurant
He always
used to drag me to.
Best food
in jakarta, old man.
God, I loved him.
When are you leaving?
Tomorrow.
What time?
The last thing I wanted
to do was to hurt you
By writing that story.
I wanted to
talk to you about it.
I don't want
to lose you.
[Dogs bark]
You go first.
Go out the back door.
What about you?
I'll be right
behind you. Go. Go!
Jill?
I'll be on that plane.
[broadcast in javanese]
Hortono...
What's going on? I got
to get to the airport.
What is it?
What is it?
What's going on?
Some people have
taken over government.
Troops have moved to
the president's palace.
Let's go.
But brod--
Broadcast say we
should not go out.
It's o.k. It's o.k.
Now, come on.
They won't touch us.
Come on.
Come on!
[Speaking javanese]
I think you better keep
the engine running, eh?
[Speaking
javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Press. Press.
Foreign press.
A.b.s.
Press. Press.
[Speaking
javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
I don't
understand you.
I want to go to
the palace, o.k.?
[Speaking javanese]
Take me to the airport.
Can't, boss.
Roadblock.
Take me to billy kwan's.
O.k., Boss, o.k.
[Doctor] yes, the retina is detached.
You must
lie very still.
[Guy]
how long?
For a week, 10 days.
If you wish to save your
eye, you will lie still.
Do you have to
bandage both eyes?
I'll be helpless.
I'm sorry.
[Speaking
javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Your eye
Will be better?
Maybe not.
Lucky...
Still got one.
Ha ha ha ha.
Bad men might
come soon, I think.
I must go home
to family.
I'm sorry, boss.
Goodbye, hortono.
Goodbye, boss.
[Door closes]
[Mumbling]
Billy?
[billy's voice]
all is clouded by desire.
[Bird squawks]
Who is that?
Hortono?
Who's that?
It's me, boss.
Have you been
sent to k*ll me?
We have failed.
We have been overcome
by the muslim generals.
What about sukarno?
He's finished.
He'll become a puppet
of the right.
And you?
I'm a dead man.
I'm sorry
about your eye.
Yeah.
There should be a packet
of cigarettes on the table.
Help yourself.
You still have good
cigarettes, boss.
Ha ha ha ha.
Thank you.
Tell me something.
Sure.
Am I a stupid man?
No, kumar.
Then why should I live like
a poor man all my life
When stupid people in
your country live well?
Good question.
Then please
answer it.
I can't.
Then why do you condemn
those in my country
Who try to do
something about it?
Mr. Billy kwan
was right.
Westerners do not
have answers anymore.
Water from the womb.
What does
that mean, kumar?
It's an old
javanese saying.
It means something
one can not ever have.
What time is it?
Just past 1:00.
Is the airport closed?
Not yet, but everything
will close down
When the army
proclaims martial law.
Drive me there.
They have
roadblocked the city.
Ahh. That never
stopped us before.
Mmm!
They will arrest me.
Look, you can sit here
and wait to die,
Or you can drive me
to the airport
And then take the car
up into the hills.
Why do you have
to leave now?
You can stay and write
all the stories you want.
I hope to catch a plane
is worth losing your eye.
Go around.
Go around him.
Go around. Go on.
Easy. Easy.
Don't show them
anything, kumar.
Don't show them anything.
You go up
to the guard.
[g*nsh*t]
[g*nsh*t]
Calm. Calm. Calm.
Easy.
[Speaking javanese]
Easy.
[Speaking javanese]
[Speaking javanese]
Papers.
What's it about?
Got any?
No.
[Speaking javanese]
Here are my papers.
Australian
broadcasting service.
I'm a journalist.
This man is my assistant.
We have to go through
to the airport.
O.k.
Ha ha ha ha.
O.k. O.k.
Ha ha ha ha.
[Horn honks]
[Honk honk]
[Honk honk]
[Honking]
Kumar, I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
We're going to win,
Because we believe
in something.
Goodbye, kumar.
Think of me when you're sitting
in some nice cafe in europe.
In my dreams, I'm always
sitting at the table
By the footpath
drinking coffee.
Good luck.
Now, go.
Quickly.
No! No! No!
I got a ticket,
assh*le!
No bags!
Look, no bags!
See, no bags, o.k.?
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Royal netherlands!
What?
Hey, hey, royal netherlands.
Hey! Stop! You!
What?
You bring that here.
This is guy hamilton...
Reporting from jakarta,
where a coup attempt...
By the comunist p.k. I...
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