The Pagan (1929)
Opening Title Cards: In the farthest reaches of the Pacific, there are islands... spawn of ancient volcanoes... remote and peaceful and garlanded with flowers. The sunlit clouds hang above them like a halo of peace. But the white trader sees none of the beauty of his port of call.
Title Card: When East meets West, the result is six bar-rooms and one bank.
Bank Teller: The largest plantation here is owned by Henry Shoesmith... a young half-caste. But Henry never works it. He is too much like his native mother was.
Madge: Gee, Henry... I wish I was like you. You just laugh an' lie back in the sunshine.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Sometime the sun too hot... then I lay in shade.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Your song nice... your face nice, too.
Tito: Go 'way! Mister Slater not allow heathen native on this boat! Mister Slater very good man! He get angry very easy!
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: You his daughter?
Tito: No, I just his Christian duty.
Mr. Roger Slater: I only mean to protect you, my child. Tito, you were born half white... but through my training you will be *all* white.
Tito: Yes, sir. Thank you, Mister Slater.
Mr. Roger Slater: Have you studied your lesson?
Tito: [sits at Mr. Slater's feet and starts to read] "For the heart is dee-ceet-ful above all things and des-pair-ate-ly wicked..."
Tito: This is Sunday! Why you not go to church?
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Too hot in church. Why you go church?
Tito: Because God there.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Same God out here, too... no?
Tito: Yes... He everywhere.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Then why go see Him in hot church?
Tito: You are very bad?
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: You are very funny.
Mr. Roger Slater: For your own good, Henry... don't let me see you with Tito any more.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: But I like Tito.
Mr. Roger Slater: I am raising Tito to associate with *white people" - - not with *your* kind! You half-caste! You sun-baked Pagan!
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: I am what you call Pagan, 'cause it make me happy. I do not get made 'cause you different from me.
Henry Shoesmith, Jr.: Tito, the trees... the flowers... the waterfall pool... we all lonesome for you.
Tito: I am lonesome, too.
Mr. Roger Slater: [to Tito] When you looked at him, I saw an unholy light in you eyes! You are in my keeping! I'll protect you... no matter what my sacrifice must be.
Madge: I'll tell you something about wedding certificates... that you don't know! You can steal *property* by law... but you can't steal *love* that way!
Madge: And get *this*! Henry is half *native*! And natives *take* their women!
Madge: And get *this*, too! Henry is half *white*! And white men *fight* for their women!