The Man from Hong Kong (1975)
Jimmy Wang Yu: Fang
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Quotes
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[Grosse is worried about Fang's impending interrogation of Chan]
Bob Taylor : Now look, don't worry - he's in good hands.
[Fang throws Chan into the interrogation room]
Morrie Grosse : Hey, hey, hey... hey! I don't mean to be rude, man, but no torture, no thumbscrews - this is Australia. We're not allowed to get into that sort of thing, mate.
Inspector Fang Sing Leng : He's a Chinese, I'm a Chinese. Don't worry!
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Jack Wilton : [to his party guests] Hey, listen everybody! I presume you've all heard of kung fu? Well, it so happens we have a well-known exponent of the art here with us. I was wondering if you'd like to see an exhibition - just a little one...
[crowd responds enthusiastically]
Jack Wilton : [whispering, to Fang] During which I may break your back... in front of all these people.
Inspector Fang Sing Leng : I did not come here to play games.
Caroline Thorne : I hope you know what you're doing!
Jack Wilton : I never met a Chinese yet... that didn't have a yellow streak.
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[Grosse is annoyed with Fang's aggressive methods of pursuing Wilton]
Bob Taylor : Alright, cool it.
Morrie Grosse : Oh, shut up, Bob! Hey, enough's enough! Extradite Win Chan: that's what you came here to do, but everywhere you go, you just commit mayhem, man! Look, I'll tell you what I'll do; I'll give you my list of contacts, I'll give you every name I painstakingly bloody gathered over the past two years, and you can do the lot of them. This is Australia, mate - *not* "55 Days at Peking"!
Inspector Fang Sing Leng : [enraged] Hey! Don't give me any shit!
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Bob Taylor : While you're here, we'd like you to, er, enjoy yourself. Do you have any vices?
Inspector Fang Sing Leng : I like to gamble, now and then. I go to Macau; it's legal there.
Bob Taylor : Well, it's not here. But there's, er, three places you could go to downtown. Wouldn't know the names, of course.
Morrie Grosse : And you can't get in for the politicians.
[Taylor chuckles]
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Inspector Fang Sing Leng : [having taped a grenade to Wilton's mouth] In China, we often settle disputes over lunch. I hope you like what I have prepared for you: a ninety-second fuse grenade. I have set the timing device for an appropriate period. One sudden move and the pin is pulled, and the countdown starts. Then I will throw you in the safe and shut the door. You will write a full confession and sign it. If you do not confess, BAM!