The Mask of Fu Manchu (1932)
Boris Karloff: Dr. Fu Manchu
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Quotes
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Sir Lionel Barton : You're Fu Manchu, aren't you?
Fu Manchu : I am a doctor of philosophy from Edinburgh, I am a doctor of law from Christ College, I am a doctor of medicine from Harvard. My friends, out of courtesy, call me doctor.
Sir Lionel Barton : Oh, I beg your pardon. Well, three times doctor, what do you want of me.
Fu Manchu : I have sent for you to make your fortune. What good are these relics of a dead warrior to you?
Sir Lionel Barton : Oh, our English people like to look at them on holidays.
Fu Manchu : Are they worth a million pounds to you?
Sir Lionel Barton : My dear fellow, I can't sell what I haven't got.
Fu Manchu : But you will tell me where they are for money, I mean?
Sir Lionel Barton : Not for anything in the world.
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Fu Manchu : I have brought you here for great tidings. I am the most unfortunate of men. I have no son to follow me. Therefore, in shame, I ask you to receive a message from my ugly and insignificant daughter. Speak, my daughter.
Fah Lo See : I have seen a vision, the prophecy is about to be fulfilled. Genghis Khan, masked in his plate of gold, bearing the scimitar that none but he could ever wield, comes back to us. I've seen a vision of countless hordes swarming to recapture the world. I've seen them victorious. I've heard the shouts of the dead and the dying drowned by the victorious cries of our people. Genghis Khan comes back! Genghis Khan leads the East against the world!
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Fah Lo See : [referring to Terrence Granville] He is not entirely unhandsome, is he, my father?
Fu Manchu : For a white man, no.
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Fu Manchu : [to Sir Lionel Barton, describing the "Bell Torture" Barton will suffer until he reveals the location of the tomb of Genghis Khan, as Fu Manchu's minions are securing Barton to a slab beneath a giant bell] You've read about this, Barton: the torture of the bell: it never stops. Minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day. Seems harmless, doesn't it? Just a bell ringing. But the percussion and the repercussion of sound against your eardrums will soften and destroy them until the sound is magnified a thousand times.
[Barton is now secured hand and foot beneath the giant bell]
Fu Manchu : You can't move. You can't sleep. You will be frantic with thirst. You will be unspeakably foul. But here you will lie, day after day, until you tell.
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Fu Manchu : [Fu Manchu temporarily stops the "bell torture bell" from ringing, lifts up Sir Lionel Barton's head and gives him a glass of water] And now for a nice, long drink.
Fu Manchu : [Sir Lionel Barton begins to drink from the glass, splutters and lays his head back down; moaning] Ha ha ha ha ha... Oh, I forgot to tell you... it was salted!
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Nayland Smith : I see. Another of your Oriental tricks. In the name of the British Government, I demand the release of his boy.
Fu Manchu : [disparagingly] British Government. I'll wipe them and the whole accursed white race off the face of the earth!
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Nayland Smith : [pointing to a snake] Is this a friend of your family's?
Fu Manchu : It is not wise to insult your host, Sir Nayland. If it were not the easy way out, I would kill you now.
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Fu Manchu : [to horde of Asians] Men of Asia! The skies are red with the thunderbolts of Genghis Khan! They rain down on the white race... and burn them!
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Nayland Smith : You know what I want. I want Terry Granville and I want him alive.
Fu Manchu : Really?
Nayland Smith : Where is he?
Fu Manchu : At the moment, he's being entertained by my beautiful daughter.
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Fu Manchu : Why, my dear Sir Nayland Smith, I will show the sword myself - just before I dispatch you to your cold, sacred, Christian paradise!
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Sheila : Terrence?
Fu Manchu : It seems my daughter has conceived a romantic interest in this young man. She's having him taken to the laboratory to await further injections of that interesting serum - which, as you may have noticed, will make him her more than willing slave. Until, of course, she tires of him.
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Fu Manchu : The slightest move will send a bullet crashing through your stiff British spine.
Nayland Smith : Are you in the habit of shooting your enemies in the back?
Fu Manchu : Put your gun away. You may turn around. Ah, now that's better. Now we can talk like gentleman.
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Fah Lo See : Did you send for me, my father?
Fu Manchu : My daughter. Explain to this gentleman the rewards that might be his. Point out to him the delights of our lovely country, the promise of our beautiful women. Even my daughter! Even that, for you!
Sir Lionel Barton : Fu Manchu, I'm not for sale!
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Fu Manchu : [directing his minions to take Nayland Smith into captivity] See that he is quite comfortable... for the present.
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Fu Manchu : [speaking to Sheila Barton and Dr. von Berg:] Silence! It is my pleasure to show you how I entertain my guests.
[to Sheila]
Fu Manchu : You, Miss Barton, will be taken to the Room of the Golden Peacock, where you will be prepared as a sacrifice to our gods!
[to Dr. von Berg, describing the torture of impalement by moving walls of spikes]
Fu Manchu : And you? You, my dear doctor, will follow my slaves to the Room of the Slim Silver Fingers, where I am sure you will be more than comfortable!
[to both]
Fu Manchu : And at sunrise tomorrow, as my chieftains are assembled in the temple below, you two, and your compatriot, Sir Nayland Smith, will have the pleasure of entering your Christian heaven together! It will be your honor to be the first white martyrs to perish at the hands of the new Genghis Kahn! I congratulate you!
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Fu Manchu : You can't fool Fu Manchu!
Terrence Granville : That's the sword we found in the tomb.
Fu Manchu : Lies! You cursed son of a white dog! I'll flail you for this.
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Fu Manchu : [telling Terence Granville, who is strapped to an operating table, what Fu Manchu is about to inject him with] This serum, distilled from dragon's blood, my own blood, the organs of different reptiles, and mixed with the magic brew of the sacred seven herbs, will temporarily change you into the living instrument of my will. You will do as I command!
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Fu Manchu : [Fu Manchu has just tricked Sir Lionel Barton, who has been subjected to the "bell torture" for days and has had nothing to eat or drink, is sleep-deprived and is lying in his own filth, to drink a glass of salted water, further increasing his agony] "Barton? Fresh water... fresh food... a bath... sleep, Barton, sleep... day in, day out, sleep. Now tell me, tell me!
