Shanghai Express

- Me?
- Yes. Follow me upstairs.

Everybody told me there wasn't the slightest danger.
I made a point of asking.

Looks like the finish.
I'll give anybody ten to one
we don't get out of here alive.

You're wrong. They're rebel troops,
but they won't dare to harm us.

Say, where's Mr. Chang?
C'est vrai, il n'est pas là.
I wouldn't be a bit surprised
if he had something to do with all of this.

There must be something pretty serious behind this
or they wouldn't have had the nerve to stop this train.

There is nothing behind it but downright robbery.
They think they are going to hold us for ransom.
They won't get one penny out of me.

Mr. Sam Salt.
It's Mr. Chang. All dressed up in a soldier's uniform.
I know what he wants me for.
And I told him a China man had no future.
Do you mean to say that it's Mr. Chang
who's responsible for this outrage?

Indeed he is. The scoundrel.
Imagine his impudence asking me
if I had any wealthy or influential friends.

I told you so.
I knew they were holding us for ransom.

I thought his face seemed familiar.
The government has offered a price of twenty thousand
for his capture alive or dead.

It'll be a great day for China when that price is paid.
Mr. Eric Baum.
He's the headman alright.
It's bad for my heart to climb these stairs up.
Verdammte Treppe

I'm an invalid!