Chamnong.: Look here! I came after my wife. She is really in that shanty there that old woman has hidden her there.
Sü : You can tell that yarn to the judge in court. Come along. (Tries to pull CHAMNONG off.)
Chamnong. : (Struggling.) I tell you my wife is in that shanty.
Sü : You won't come along quietly, eh? Then I must handcuff you. (Pulls at the handcuff at his belt. Chamnong tries to get free; Sü raises his baton.) Going to resist, are you?
Chalau. : (Coming from the shanty.) Don't hit him! He's my husband.
Chalirm. : (At the window.) Oh I say, really, sister!
Sü. : Is he really your husband, lady?
Chalau. : Yes.
Sü. : That's all right then, lady. (Lets CHAMNONG go.) Beg pardon, sir. (Goes to speak to PHUNG for a few moments and then goes off r.)
Chamnong. : Oh! My dear, why have you caused me so much trouble and anxiety
Chalau. : You know the reason very well yourself.
Chamnong. : Are you going home now?
Chalau. : Yes
Chamnong. : That's right, darling.