ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
(Cantonese opera opening ritual: "Xuantan Beats the Tiger")
Sitting up to start the show.
Welcoming the kind-hearted guests.
The tiger spirit thunders from the woods.
Bowing before the minister.
Paying respects to Tun Seri Lanang
(3 days after the 3rd Malaysian General Election)
Ah Ying?
Ah Ying!
Where has this child run off to?
Ah Ying?
Ah Ying.
What happened to you?
Did your classmates bully you again?
Ah Ying.
Ah Ying.
Whatever happened, just let it go.
Let's just be patient.
It will pass soon.
Alright, stop wiping it now.
Mother will help you change into a new shirt.
Let's get all dressed up and pretty.
(Prime Minister: Great men excel at simplifying principles)
Next time,
don't let them hang pork on the stage again, understood?
Datuk Gong, this disciple understands.
I beg for your forgiveness.
My calculations are never wrong.
This child was born under an unlucky moon.
Hard to discipline.
Naturally rebellious, always looking for trouble.
This child must be placed under my protection.
Only then will he succeed in the future.
Did you hear me?
I hear you, Datuk Gong, your disciple understands.
Please, Datuk Gong, tame my child, I beg of you.
Very well, from this day on,
I take him as my godson.
And with this kris as my witness,
I shall use my own blood to tame this child.
Failing to educate the children,
when they grow up,
it is the father's fault.
From now on, you must follow my, Tun Seri Lanang's, teachings.
If you do not obey,
the Ramayana will destroy you!
Vote! Vote!
Choose the candidate in your heart.
Vote - Victory!
People of the nation, let's vote!
Election - Victory!
Choose the candidate you respect.
Come on - Victory!
Let's all vote together - Victory!
Election - Victory!
Election - Victory!
Victory, we won!
He's a Hokkien boy.
He doesn't like Teochew salted fish, give it to me.
Last night's performance of "The Six Kingdoms' Grand Investiture,"
the way your mother pushed the cart was truly beautiful.
Of course, she is the lead actress of the provincial troupe.
Is she performing in tonight's show?
She's resting today.
She made plans with friends to see the 7 o'clock show at the Cathay Cinema.
I'm taking the lead tonight.
Come early to get a good seat!
What a coincidence, I'm going to the Cathay for a movie tonight too.
I'll catch your show next time.
Sir,
is your name Liang Fu?
Yes, it is.
This is yours.
Thank you so much!
You've really been a huge help.
Now that I have the blue citizen ID card,
everything will be much easier from now on.
And your red resident ID card?
Hand it over for me to collect.
Thank you so much.
Officer,
yes?
I went to the government building personally last year
to apply for blue cards for the two of them.
It's already been a year.
Why is there still no news?
Officer, what should I do?
Are they both your biological children?
My daughter was born in China back then.
My son was originally from a Hokkien opera troupe.
His mother passed away long ago.
He came here from China when he was very young to make a living.
I took him into my Cantonese troupe as my godson.
It's been many years now.
You need a birth certificate to apply.
Did you build this Cantonese opera stage yourself?
Do you have the government permit?
Yes, we do.
Really? - Yes, we do.
I'll have an official come over to inspect it shortly.
We're here.
Sir, please drive a bit further ahead.
We shouldn't get off here.
Let's park at the mosque ahead.
By imperial decree, the scholar travels the golden path.
After parting from my wife, she gave birth to our child.
Oh, so it's a fairy descending from the terrace.
Ah Gui,
hurry up!
Where is Ah Yao's school uniform?
Right here.
You two women,
still wearing Nyonya outfits when going out?
Afraid people won't know you're of Nyonya descent?
I told you to be quick long ago.
You insisted on waiting for Ah Ying to finish school.
Datuk Gong is already angry from waiting!
Keep your voices down.
Did I say I was going to bring Ah Ying's uniform?
I thought since we were coming anyway,
we could get a blessing stamp on her uniform.
Ah Ying has exams next month.
What's the point of stamping a uniform for a Malay school?
And you made it all dirty.
Take it back!
Ah Yao,
you haven't eaten since you got out of school, have you?
Get to the back and start praying!
It's for Datuk Gong to enjoy.
He can get up now.
Go sit over there first.
Come, sit down.
Wipe the blood off your face.
I lament my bitter fate meeting such disaster.
My beautiful home destroyed in an instant.
Mother passed away, brother lost.
Meeting again only in dreams.
Selling myself to bury my mother, joining the Cai family.
Weak woman,
only a weak woman can escape this suffering...
Ah Gui,
take this back for me.
The theater manager just gave me two tickets.
The 7 o'clock showing of "The Heartless Man" at the Cathay is about to start.
You two should head back first.
Or better yet, don't go.
Otherwise, before the movie,
remember to buy some bread for Ah Yao to eat.
I know.
Let's go.
Wait until next week
when Mother has time,
and I'll take you to the cinema then.
A screenplay by our beloved Prime Minister Tunku Abdul Rahman.
The King of Langkasuka ruled the ancient Kedah kingdom.
One day, the imperial chef was startled and accidentally cut his finger.
What happened?
Did you not see just now?
No.
Blood dripped into the King's dinner,
into the red amaranth curry.
After the King ate it, he found it extraordinarily delicious.
The taste of blood.
I understand now.
It is the fresh blood that makes the curry more flavorful.
A peerless taste, simply incomparable.
From then on,
the King decreed that one prisoner be executed every day
to use their blood for cooking.
The bloodthirsty King
even grew a pair of fangs.
Seize them all!
Let me go!
Help me!
To satisfy his bloodlust,
the King began slaughtering innocent people.
If we don't stop him,
we will soon become the King's next meal.
We should send someone to seek help from the Pattani Kingdom,
or perhaps seek the magic of the elephant wizard.
Everyone must unite to save this country!
The ministers and the people unite
to overthrow the cruel King together.
"The King of Langkasuka" is now showing.
Look,
this next part is very good.
Those bad men framed Dou E,
sentenced her to death, and took her to the execution grounds.
The Heavens were so angry
that it started snowing in June.
Master, well hit!
Come on!
With the imperial brush, I’ve inscribed the golden roll.
In the spring breeze, I return home in triumph.
Whipping my horse, the dragon steed rushes ahead.
Suddenly, the snow chokes the pass, the horse’s hooves grow cold.
In the heat of June, frost descends.
There must be a strange injustice hidden beneath the snow…
Thank you.
Jin Mei!
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