Shanghai Express

Hot water.
About time. Well being a married man
I only know her by sight and reputation.

But I'll lay you a hundred to one,
in any currency you got,
that the lady in the next compartment
is Shanghai Lily.

Shanghai Lily!
Is it a bet?
I told you once before, sir...
No, thank you. I don't bet.
Well, I'll bet you a Mexican dollar,
or whatever you use for money,
that those two dames next door
are not going to have an easy time on this train.

Good evening.
- Good evening.
- I suppose we shall be in Tientsin soon.

About 11:00 tonight. Getting off there?
I wish I were. Unfortunately,
I have to proceed to Shanghai.

Why "unfortunately"?
Well sir, I suppose every train
carries its cargo of sin,
but this train is burdened with more than its share.

Sir, you seem distressed.
My name's Carmichael, Doctor of Divinity
in the service of mankind.
And whom have I the honor of addressing?

Well, sir, my name is Donald Harvey,
Doctor of Medicine in the service of his Majesty.

It's charming to make your acquaintance sir.
Doctor Harvey, I want to put you on your guard!
On my guard, why what's wrong?
One of them is yellow and the other is white,
but both their souls are rotten.

You interest me, Mr Carmichael.
I'm not exactly irreligious, but...

being a physician I sometimes wonder
how a man like you can locate a soul;
and having located it diagnose its condition as rotten.

That's heathen talk doctor. You're a materialist!
Any man with half an eye should be able to see
that those two woman are riding this train in search of victims.

That's a pretty grave charge Mr. Carmichael.
I don't know anything about the Chinese woman
but as for the other lady...

Why confound it, sir, that's Shanghai Lily.
For the last fortnight I have been attending a man
who went out of his mind after spending every penny on her.

And that's not all I know,
she's wrecked a dozen men up and down the China coast.

You're mistaken, sir. She's a friend of mine.
Well sir, if I were in your boots, I wouldn't brag about it.