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Gabby.

Oh, Gabby. I'm late.

- Has monsieur called? - No, madame.

I couldn't find a taxi with the traffic. Is the dress ready?

Be an angel and draw me a bath.

Not too hot. Oh, no. My zip...

It never works when... It's all right.

Oh, Gabby, where did you put my...

Oh, never mind. I found it.

I think I'll wear my mink jacket tonight.

Gabby, did you fix the belt to the dress?

- Oui madame. - Not oui madame, yes, ma'am.

- You're learning to speak English. - Oui, madame. Yes, ma'am.

Would you answer it, Gabby?

Say, I just left. I just walked out the door.

Hello. Yes, I mean, oui monsieur.

All right, I'll take it.

Watch the water, Gabby. Roger, darling.

Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm going to be late.

Well, really, the traffic in Paris this time of day is something...

You what? You can't? Oh, no, Roger, not again. I know it's business,

but it's just that tonight is a very special night.

It's our fifth anniversary. Of what?

Of the night we met.

No, no, I understand.

Yes, tomorrow will be all right.

Good night, darling. Good night.

It's very useful for a man this business.

Yes, very useful.

I would give him an ultimatum.

What kind of an ultimatum?

We are going to get married or out?

No, Gabby. I've told you we don't want to get married.

He doesn't want to.

We were both married before.

You know that. We both learned the same thing.

People should be together because they want to be,

not because they have to be.

- Freedom is such a precious thing. - For him, not for you.

- Oh, Gabby. - He goes out with other girls.

Yes, he does.

- You don't go out with other men. - I don't want to.

Some freedom.

You worry too much about me, Gabby.

My mom says it doesn't matter when you are young,

but when you are old, you want to be married.

Oh, Gabby, am I that old?

No, but you are too much alone.

Sorry about last night.

- This has been a terrible week. - Yes, I know, Roger.

I'm still trying to close a deal in Denmark,

but one in Holland fell through

and I have no shipments from America because of the strike.

- It's not very gay all that. - No.

Shall we give it up, Paula?

I could live quietly in the country in the small house by the river.

You wouldn't know what to do with yourself.

You couldn't live without your trucks and your tractors

and the life of your city, your long Paris nights.

But you've taken to driving very fast lately.

I know. What's that a sign of?

- Trying to stay young? - Oh, you'll never be old.

Je t'adore.

Whatever I say, you understand.

Whatever I ask, you can answer.

- Oh, I am remarkable. - You are.

I wonder how many times I've done this.

Leaned forward to turn on the radio as you drove me home from dinner.

Paula.

Well, am I very selfish? I mean, with you.

No. It's true I feel alone sometimes. Not quite so young. And I miss you.

But I know how much your your business means to you.

- Do you know how much you mean to me? - I think so.

Oh, I forgot. I had lunch with Jack Vanette today.

He has a friend who needs a decorator.

A rich American woman with a new apartment.

Here's the name and address.

You're supposed to see her tomorrow morning.

Oh, thank you.

Sounds like there may be some money in it.

I could use it.

Well, good night. I'll let you sleep.

Well, what happened? We were looking for you.

Good morning, Suzanne.

Would you like to take a walk? Then I'd like to take a walk.

- Morning. - Oh, good morning.

I'm Philip Van der Besh.

- Have you come to see my mother? - Yes.

- Won't you sit down? - I hope I'm not too early.

Oh, no. No. Mother's up, I'm sure.

Is it about doing the apartment?

- Yes. - Well, it could stand a bit of doing.

Well, I did wonder where you sit when you're more than three.

Oh, well, I wouldn't know about that.

I work all day, and when I come home, I go straight to bed.

Oh, you must work very hard.

Yes, I do. I do. I'm a lawyer. Never get to bed before midnight.

Up and out at the break of dawn.

- It's almost 11 now. - Yes. Well, yes.

Well, it's uh unusual.

I may as well tell you my most important client

went to the guillotine this morning.

The guillotine? Good heavens! Is he dead?

No. Actually, I don't do much work.

Not enough really.

- Would you like a cigarette? - Yes, thank you.

Where did... Oh, thank you. Is it still raining?

No, it's not still raining.

Well, there really isn't anything else to say, is there?

I don't know you.

If I did, I'd tell you how happy I was to see you again.

- Why? - I don't know. I just would.

Suzanne, has Mr. Philip gone?

Quick, there's another. When were you born?

What day? What month?

- Philip. - Yes, mother.

Oh, there you are.

I do think you might get out of the house before 11 once in a while.

Uh, yes, ma. I was just gone.

I can't see why monsieur Fleury puts up with you?

Oh, that's easy. You're his richest client. Goodbye.

I do hope I'll see you again. Good luck.

I'm sorry. Did you want to see me?

Mr. Bunnell asked me to stop in and see you this morning.

Jack Bunnell, he said he'd spoken to you about...

Oh, yes, yes. About the apartment.

You're the decorator.

Well, he said some very nice things about you.

Now, before we begin,

there's one thing I want you to understand very clearly.

If there's one thing I can't stand,

it's people who try to take advantage...

Suzanne.

You have to tell them everything a dozen times.

Don't misunderstand me, my dear.

I want the apartment to look well, but there are ways of doing it, aren't there?

- I had a young man... - Madame?

What?

What? Oh, oh, yes.

I've told you not to leave the windows open.

Well, kindly remember.

She won't, you know?

They say servants are cheaper over here but they strain on the nerves.

Now what was I saying?

- You had a young man. - Young man? Oh yes, of course.

The decorator. Well, he didn't last long.

I've met robbers in my time.

Oh, do sit down, my dear.

But for sheer thievery, he was...

- When were you born, dear? - Oh, I beg your pardon.

When were you born? Oh, you don't have to tell me the year.

I wouldn't dream of asking you that.

- But the month? - June.

- Oh, what part of June? - The 13th.

Oh, Gemini.

Oh, how interesting. I don't suppose you remember the time of day.

- No, no, I'm afraid. - Oh, that's too bad.

Well now, shall we do the downstairs in Louis XV?

It'll cost quite a bit more.

And if you want to keep the pieces you already have...

I most certainly do.

Come along. I'll show you around.

You know, these things have been eating their heads off in storage.

It's about time they paid for their keep.

But my son is studying international law, you see,

and we travel a lot, but now we have to stay in Paris for a while.

Oh, did you meet Philip? Oh, you must meet him.

He's quite charming and really quite right.

The trouble is I haven't the faintest idea

what goes on in this mind.

Oh, this is the dining room.

- I am sorry about his arm. - Arm? What arm?

The one that goes like this.

Really? I hadn't noticed it. I must have a look.

Oh, about the dining room. Now, I thought over here...

Taxi!

But you haven't been here all this time.

No, I had some things to do. I just happened to drop by this way.

- I'm going to Boulevard Haussmann. - Fine.

- Are you sure? - Sure.

Thank you.

There's an art to getting into this thing.

- You all right? - Oh, nothing. Just my stuff.

- Am I driving too fast? - Oh, no. I'm used to it.

I have a friend who drives very fast.

He says it keeps him young.

Does he want to stay young?

- Oh, yes. - Not me.

I take it you were born into the right sign to do the apartment.

I hope so.

- Do you believe in the stars? - No, but your mother seems to be ruled by.

It's very convenient, too. If you're ruled by the stars,

you don't have to feel responsible for the things you do.

Did you find her vague?

- Yes, in a way. - She's not a bit vague.

It's an act.

Oh, it seems that acting runs in your family.

- How's your arm? - Pretty good.

Listen, make mother pay as you go along.

She's rich and stingy and she hates to pay bills.

You shouldn't talk like that about your mother.

- I'm not a child. - Oh, that's why. How old are you?

- 25. - How old are you?

40.

- What's so funny? - The admiring whistle.

I was more admiring than you think.

Thank you.

Will you have lunch with me one day?

Nope.

Just like that. No?

Just like that.

Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude,

but it's difficult for me to plan lunch the way I work

- and now with your mother's apartment... - I understand.

- Here to the right, please. - Okay.

- Well, thank you very much. - Not at all.

Well, goodbye.

Hello.

Good morning.

- Morning, Alex. - Good morning.

He's rung for you three times.

- No. What about? - How should I know?

- Probably the Guillaut brief. - I gave him that yesterday.

That's probably why.

What is it? What's the matter? Have you hurt yourself?

No, it's all right.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no. Let me go. Let me go.

You and your play acting. Really.

Alice? I met someone this morning.

I know. The most beautiful girl in the world.

No, a woman.

Warm, charming,

gay, and yet sad.

- There was a deep sadness in her eyes. - From what?

I don't know.

- The husband. - What husband?

- Isn't she married? - How would I know?

Don't think you ought to find out?

- What difference would it make? - Oh, excuse me.

Well, if she is, it can't be a good marriage.

She's not happy.

- No, she could only be happy with you. - Right.

Yes.

Good morning, sir. No, that'll be fine.

Six. Six. Six dozen. Thank you.

- Sorry. - I hope you know what time it is.

Yes. Yes.

Oh, dear. I'm sorry about that.

I was delayed at home this morning.

My mother's not well.

I talked to your mother on the telephone exactly 5 minutes ago

and she seemed to be in perfect health.

Yes. Well, she she is uh she's much better now.

Thank you for inquiring.

I've read the Guillaut brief.

- Yes. - I do not think I need tell you

of the high regard in which I hold your family.

And I'm sure you know how pleased I was to take you into my office.

Yes.

But you seem to have no ambition.

You show no desire to work.

Why? This is not a brief. It gives no citations.

It presents no body of law to support our case.

What did you think you were doing?

- I don't know. - Don't you care?

- Yes. - Well, then.

I just don't know what I'm doing.

You're studying French law, I hope.

No, I mean, um, what am I doing?

What have I done to prove I'm alive?

- You understand? - Are you trying to be funny?

No, I want to know how does one do it.

For instance, I've just realized that

I've never even been in love.

Well, I have. Do that brief.

What's her name?

I don't know.

You look wonderful tonight.

You always say that when I wear this dress,

I'll have to have it copied.

No, no, it's not the dress.

How did you ever find this place?

I don't know. Probably came here with business people.

Hello.

You seem to know everybody.

No, it's just one of those nights. That's all.

They seem awfully young, don't they?

Young? I don't think so. What about him?

No, but he's trying.

I'm afraid I have to go home early tonight.

Oh, I didn't tell you. I got the job.

Yes. That card you gave me from Jacques Bunnell.

- Oh, you went there. - This morning.

Her name is Van der Besh. She's one of those rich women

who live all over the world

and still give you the feeling that...

- Hello. - Hello. It is funny. That is her son.

Mr. Van der Besh. Mr Desmarest.

- I knew I'd find you. - Oh, you were looking for me?

- Yeah. - How nice.

I looked for you everywhere. All the time you were here.

Not quite all the time. We had dinner at the Berkeley.

I finally began to wonder if you were real or just a dream.

This place is getting too popular.

Are you married? I hoped you weren't.

- Oh? - Oh, I'm sorry, sir.

I think I said something I shouldn't have said.

Hey, would you like some coffee?

No, I hate coffee. I'll have one of the...

Don't make any difference now.

I'll be right back.

There's a man for you. A real man.

Strong, confident, sure of himself.

I don't think it's that simple.

- Do you love him? - It's none of your business.

Oh. Oh, I apologize.

It's funny. I've done nothing all day but apologize.

Claude. Claude. Three whiskeys, s'il vous plaît.

Hello.

Well, hello.

- Small world, isn't it? - And full of charming surprises.

I'm afraid I don't quite remember where I am.

Chéri, I forgot my lighter.

- Oh, darling. You remember Mr...? - Desmarets.

Oh, yes.

Nice to see you again.

And then I found out I didn't know your name.

Well, here you are.

Sir, I I want to apologize if I said anything...

Oh, well, we've all had too much to drink at one time or another.

- Would you like to dance, darling? - I'd love to. Excuse me.

Do you mind? Thank you.

We'll be back. Don't worry.

Hey, Philip, we're going to Régine. You coming?

Come on, Philip.

Ah, strange boy.

Not strange. Just very young and a little drunk.

"I have looked for you all over Paris."

"I've begun to wonder if you're real or just a dream."

Congratulations for that.

Oh, he's just a boy and I think terribly unsure.

Unsure? A young man who looks for you

all over Paris and takes your hand

and says, "Are you married?" It's not my idea of unsure.

Well, it's been a long time since anyone chased all over Paris

looking for me.

And you like it, huh?

- Yeah. - Yes, of course I do.

Oh, he's gone.

Good. Now I can finish my drink.

Excuse me.

I really must go home.

If I stay up like this, I'll look 100 tomorrow.

Oh, come on. I'm just beginning to like it here.

Poor! He is going to break the window.

Darling, please take him.

- Hey, come on. - I'm all right. No, no, I'm all right.

I'm all right.

Find his key.

- I got my key. - Where is it?

- I won't tell you. - Oh, please.

There. There you are.

- My key. - Can you make it all right?

Certainly.

Good night.

Wait a minute.

Good night.

- Good night. - Good night.

Roger!!

I'm sorry you had a bad time.

No, it was quite amusing.

Oh, well, good night, darling.

May I come up for a drink?

Wait a minute.

Oh, no. You can't have that.

I'm covering a chair for Margo Glennville.

Margo Glennville can go to... I want this. I adore it. And I shall have it.

Now that's settled. I love you passionately.

I have to run. Where's my packet?

There. But it won't go with your apricot walls.

We'll make them oyster white.

Uh, do you want me tomorrow? Yes.

Yes. I have a pair of lamps coming in that I want you to look at.

I'll be in around 6:00.

Goodbye, my love.

Hello.

- I came to apologize. - Oh, you needn't.

And please, thank your husband for me for...

- How is your head? - I'll live, I think,

but I'm not sure I want to.

Oh, you do look a bit um... You ought to get some sleep.

- Well, the thing is I'm hungry. - Well, then go and eat.

That's why I'm here.

I know you said you were busy, but would you have lunch with me?

I just want to make up for last night.

- Oh, there's no need. - But I want to.

What do the stars hold in store for you today?

- Did your mother tell you? - Yes.

I must persevere in whatever I'm doing,

no matter how hopeless it may seem.

You're acting again.

Please.

It's a beautiful day.

We could lunch in the country. I have my car.

Or in the Bois.

Then if you get bored, you can phone for a taxi.

You think of everything.

Oh, another run. I suppose all your girlfriends wear slacks.

- I haven't any. - No girlfriends. Why not?

I don't know.

Try to think. When did this general falling away from you begin?

Oh, I've known lots of girls, but it just doesn't last.

It's my fault, I guess. But they're so young.

- What's wrong with that? - Oh, I don't know. It must be me.

Still, I take this last girl. Now, she was pretty

and exactly the way older people imagine the young to be.

How do older people imagine the young to be?

Oh, you know, they try to look wickedly decadent.

They they drive their little cars at top speed, clenching their teeth.

They light cigarettes the moment they open their eyes in the morning.

And she kept telling me that love was no more than the touching of two skins.

- And? - Well, I think love is more than that.

She cried when I left her.

I'm not proud of that. I hate the breaking up of things,

partings and goodbyes.

Well, then you must never fall in love.

Is that true?

I hope not.

Are you in love with your husband?

I have no husband.

Good.

After the last night, you should be drinking water.

I feel fine, but I need this for courage.

- Do I intimidate you? - But I'm afraid you'll get bored.

You probably think I'm one of those spoiled insipid young men

who gets pushed into polite jobs

that their parents can pay for, and from then on are busy trying to keep busy.

Is that how you think of yourself?

No, I like my job.

You don't sound very enthusiastic.

Corporation law, there's nothing duller,

not criminal law.

Well, then why don't you do that?

One doesn't practice criminal law in my family. It isn't done.

Have you ever seen a murder trial? Ah, it's wonderful.

They're so different in each country

and always so exciting in its own way.

In America, it's like a football game.

- Why did you lie? - I didn't. I didn't.

- We know you had the gun in your hand. - I object.

- Overruled. - Answer the question.

- I didn't. I didn't. - You're lying.

- You threatened to kill him. - I didn't. I didn't.

You stood in the corner of Howard and Mason.

- I object. - Sustained.

- Your honor... - Sustained.

Oh, in France it's different.

The French have a logic and a sophistry and a true sense of drama.

J'accuse... Sorry. I accuse in the name of the dead.

I accuse you of avoiding your duty as a human being.

I accuse you of letting love go by, of neglecting your duty to be happy,

of living on evasion and subterfusion, resignation.

You should be sentenced to death.

You will be sentenced to solitude.

- A horrible sentence. - The worst.

The worst and the most frightening. To be alone and without love. Isn't it?

Yes.

You must find me even more ridiculous than last night.

No.

Or do you think I'm acting again?

I was thinking of myself,

but I was thinking too that you're far too young to feel that way.

- Alone without love. - You don't know.

No.

Anyway, it takes two. It's not enough to love. One must be loved.

- You look sad. - Oh, no. I'm not.

I should like... I should like...

I don't really know you, but I should like to think you are happy.

Here's fine.

Here we are. Well, thank you for lunch.

- Goodbye. - Where are you going?

Oh, just to do a few errands.

- Can I come with you? - No, I really had a good time.

Thank you again.

- Can I just walk with you? - No. Goodbye.

Hello. I thought I could carry your packages.

Well, then I can take you back to your shop.

Oh, please don't be mad at me. I don't think I could stand that.

Really. You are a child. You must have been terribly spoiled

- when you were young. - Oh yes. Mother gave me everything.

Much easier than saying no.

What about your father?

Oh, we ditched him when I was seven. And from then on, we traveled.

Just mother and I.

Home is where the heart is.

And travel broadens the mind.

Oh, you're so very right.

I have an amazing fund of useless information

which serves me very well at dinner parties.

I have thousands of acquaintances without the burden of friendship.

I've been in and out of 27 schools.

And I can say I love you in 13 different languages.

Not bad at all.

That's my favorite. It's "I love you" in Norwegian.

Did you learn that from a Norwegian girl?

Yes. It's the extra syllable that gives it the emotion.

Well, here I am. Goodbye.

- Wait a minute. - Yes.

Do you like Brahms?

What?

There's a wonderful concert at South Playel Sunday afternoon.

Brahms?

Do you like Brahms?

What's the matter?

I haven't been asked that since I was 17.

- And what did you answer? - Yes.

Of course I was in love and we went to the concert

and we sat high up in the balcony

and held hands and listened to it.

Brahms? Well, I'm not quite sure. Anyway, it was lovely.

- Then you do like it. - I don't know. It was so long ago.

Well, will you come to the concert with me and find out?

I am busy this weekend. I'm sorry.

I try to keep my weekends free.

Is it the man you were with last night?

- Yes. - Is it permanent?

Yes.

Goodbye. Thank you again.

- Funny. - What?

Men always smoke afterwards.

Do they? I never thought of that.

Oh, yes, they always do. Could I have one?

Yeah. You know such interesting things, Maisy.

I wish you'd tell me why you call me Maisie.

I have very poor memory for names.

- It makes life easier. - Do you call all your girls Maisie?

Yes.

Oh, I think that's cute. Which Maisie am I? Maisie 7?

Maisie 27? Maisy 127?

- Maisy number one. - Oh, how gallant.

A little more champagne, please.

You know, I'm awfully glad you were at that cocktail party this afternoon.

So am I. But I don't know why you picked on me

with all those good-looking boys around.

Oh, those kids. They talk and talk. They just love to talk.

But you, the moment I saw you, I knew what you had on your mind.

Don't laugh. That's very rare these days.

Honest. Ask any girl.

How did you get rid of Cheryl?

Oh, poor André. He's awfully important in movies,

but if you only knew what a boy he is.

- I never will. - Don't worry about him.

Roger, let's go away for the weekend.

I'll bet you know some wonderful places around Paris, shall we?

You're free, aren't you?

I heard somewhere that you were sort of tied up. Is it true?

No. No. I'm free.

Yes, darling. Yes.

Well, no. I was waiting to hear from you to see what you want to do this weekend.

What?

Oh, I'm sorry, darling,

but the weekend is the only chance I can get to work on this deal.

The man is in Brussels, and I've got to go see him.

- It may mean a sale of 75 tractors. - Yes, I understand.

Of course, I do. Oh, I don't know.

I'll go to a movie, I guess.

Yes, I know she has a bridge game on Saturdays.

Who? No, no, I'm not going to call Jimmy.

Why should he take me out?

Oh, Roger, will you please stop trying to arrange my weekend?

Oh, no. Really, dear. If you feel badly about my going,

I'll see what I can do.

Oh, don't be silly. Of course you have to go.

I'll probably work this afternoon. One of my clients asked me to.

I said no, but I may as well now.

Yes, we'll both work. All right, darling. When will you get back?

Well, if you do, I'll be here.

And drive carefully. Yes, I will. Yeah.

Goodbye.

Hey.

Hello.

Sorry, darling. I'm late, but you know how it is.

Come here.

12,000 francs? Good grief!

- That's $24 a yard. - Yes.

Oh, I feel awful today. How much is that one?

- It's 14,000. - I'll take that one.

All right.

Well, there's nothing wrong with it, is there?

No, no, no. I like it.

Oh my. I am pleased with the way things are going.

You've done wonders in a short time.

Thank you.

Now, I may as well tell you I'm planning a dinner party on the 19th.

Well, that's a week from Wednesday.

Oh, but I couldn't.

Sorry, but I've already sent out the invitations.

Well, I'll do my best.

- And of course, you must come. - Thank you.

Now, if you look at these materials, Madame Van der Besh...

Excuse me. I... Do call me Teresa.

I have picked this for your bedroom and this for your son's room.

As a matter of fact, I've sent an invitation to your friend, Roger Desmarets.

That's his name, isn't it?

I hear he's most attractive.

Oh, my dear, Paris is like a small town.

Really. Everyone knows everyone's business.

- Now, would you like some tea? - No, thank you.

But I do wish you'd look at these materials.

Oh, Paula, I couldn't look at another thing today.

I trust you implicitly. Only just don't spend too much money.

Madame.

- Will you bring us some tea, please? - Oui, madame.

I thought this for your son.

I couldn't possibly tell you what Philip would like.

Not possibly.

He's not that difficult.

He's impossible. He's practically a manic depressive.

Loves the world, hates the world.

Just like his father. He drinks, you know.

- Oh. - His father drank, too.

But charming. Oh, there you are, darling.

We were just talking about you.

- I'm in luck. Hello. - Hello. I'm sorry. I have to go.

But you haven't had your tea.

Thank you, but I have things to do,

and thank you for giving me the time.

- I'll call you on Friday. - Goodbye, my dear.

- Don't forget the 19th. - No, I won't.

Goodbye.

I'll see you out.

- What is it? - Nothing.

Anything wrong?

No. Can I come down with you?

- I didn't expect to see you today. - No.

- What happened to your weekend? - Roger was called away on business.

I see.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

The switch is behind you.

Let me go.

Let me go. You're annoying me.

Philip, please let me go.

- Gabby. - I'm coming.

Good morning, madame.

I love you every day of the week, but on Sunday mornings, I adore you.

I could bring you breakfast every morning.

Too sinful, Gabby. Too sinful.

Oh, is there no more black cherry jam?

What a shame.

I'll get some tomorrow.

- There's a message for you. - Where is it?

It was on the telephone. Very early.

- He said he didn't want to disturb you. - Monsieur?

No, another monsieur.

He wouldn't give his name, but he made me say the message over and over.

Oh, and what is the message?

I'm sorry about yesterday. Do you like Brahms?

You understand it?

- Yes. Yes, I understand it. - But what are Brahms?

Look over there. The second album from the top.

Yes, that's it. Put it on. Fine.

Now the first switch.

Those are Brahms music.

You'd better get dressed.

Do I have to? What time is it?

About 5:30.

Why don't we stay over tonight and go in tomorrow?

- Nope. - Why not?

- I have to be in Paris tonight. - Why?

- None of your business. - I'm not going.

- What? - I'm not going,

Maisy.

- Maisy. - No.

- Come on, Misy. - I want to stay here.

- Stop. Maisy, will you? - No.

- Please, M... - I want to stay here.

Stop.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm glad you decided that you like Brahms.

Do I? Well, I don't really know.

It doesn't matter so long as you're here.

I can look, can't I?

Sorry.

Makes no difference. I especially said extra dry.

- What's the matter? - Oh, nothing.

Oh, there's the bell. Don't you think we should be getting back?

Intermission is almost over.

Will you have dinner with me after the concert?

I can't. I have to get home.

I thought you said he'd gone away for the weekend on business.

I expect Roger back tonight.

What if he doesn't show up?

Well, then I'll have dinner alone.

He must be quite a man to deserve such devotion.

Such blind self-sacrifice.

- I love him. - What about him?

- What about him? - Does he love you?

Yes.

Of course, all is for the best in his best of all worlds.

Don't play the cynic. It doesn't suit you.

At your age, you ought to believe in such things.

Stop making fun of me. Stop talking down to me as if I were 5 years old.

Sorry.

I'm not making fun of you, but of the parts you keep playing.

- If you would just be yourself. - It's true.

Since I've known you, I've played the brilliant young lawyer,

the bashful lover, the spoiled child,

God knows what else.

But it's all been for you, only for you.

Don't you think that's love?

We'd better hurry.

I am sorry we are late.

How long has... How long have you and Roger...?

5 years.

- And you've been happy. - Yes, I have.

- Always? - There's no always.

I've had 5 years of happiness and doubt and warmth and pain...

But only the happiness matters.

You're not happy now.

- Yes, I am. - No, I know you're not.

I told you I love him.

And I love my mother and my old nurse and my...

- I don't see what that's got to do. - No, you say you love him, but you're alone.

You spend your Sundays alone. You're dying alone.

- How often do you sleep alone? - You have no right.

I have the right.

I have the right to fall in love with you and nothing can stop me,

and I shall take you away from him if I can.

I will.

I will.

What's that?

- Brahms. - How do you know?

- Well, the announcer said so. - Do you like it?

Oh, Sunday afternoon so awful on the radio.

Put it back where it was.

Oh, well, there's nothing else.

Funny. When I was eight, I wanted to be a conductor.

I wanted to be a movie star, and I'm going to be.

I've got to have dinner with Charelle tomorrow night,

but I'll call you as soon as I can get away.

- All right? - Yeah. Yeah.

It's not nice of you to leave me tonight.

I'm going to miss you.

- Maisy, I can't drive. - Don't be silly.

You're a wonderful driver.

As a matter of fact, you do everything well.

Hello.

Hey.

- What's the matter? - Nothing. I'm just so glad to see you.

- How was your trip? - Fine.

- Did you just come in? - Yes.

Where have you been?

- I've been to a concert at Salle Pleyel. - Oh, do you like Brahms?

Why did you ask that?

I heard it on the radio driving back.

Oh, how did you happen to go?

- I... Young Van der Besh asked me. - Oh.

And I had nothing to do and I couldn't remember whether I liked Brahms or not.

A young boy asked me a silly trite question

and I didn't have an answer. I'd forgotten.

I can't keep my mind on anything lately except the man I love is never around.

Well, what is it?

I told you someone asked me a question.

But I have no answers anymore.

And all the questions seem so important suddenly.

Do I like Brahms? What is my favorite color?

Do I like roses? Do I love you?

What's happened? What's that boy been saying to you?

What difference does it make as long as I love you?

And you know the answer to that one, don't you?

- What have you been doing? - Listening to Brahms.

Oh, stop talking about Brahms.

I can't leave him out.

- Well, what's this about? Is it me? - Yes, you and me.

- You know that I love you. - No, I don't.

I don't know anything anymore.

Oh, Roger, has time caught up with me already?

Already?

Paula, what do you want me to tell you?

That you're the most important thing in the world to me?

Well, that someone was always there.

The one that you can be sure of, to love, and to trust when you want to.

Sometimes I wish I was one of the sluts you pick up in bars,

not to be trusted or esteemed or admired. Just to be loved.

You know they mean nothing to me.

Yes I know.

It's how I am. I've never tried to hide it.

- Oh, you've been honest. - You don't really care.

You've said so.

That's right.

- Well, then as long as we're honest... - We can be self-indulgent.

Well, then what's wrong?

I wish you and I were falling in love again.

That's all.

We were so sure of the future then.

I'm sure of it now. Nothing has changed.

Well, we can go on just as we are?

- Of course. - For ever?

Sure, why not? I love you.

You've had a bad weekend, Paula.

I should not have left you. I'm sorry I had to.

It's all right.

- Where should we dine? - Where would you like?

Oh, I don't care. I'll just change into another dress and fix my face.

It won't take a minute. Oh, look. Your mask fell down.

No harm done.

Tell me, what about L'Escargot?

- Do you think we can get in? - I think so.

Don't you want a drink?

- Would you like one? - No, thank you.

Well, tell me, how was Brussels? Was your trip successful?

Yes, fine.

You don't sound very enthusiastic.

- What about Chez Allard? - I don't think they're open on Sundays.

No, no. L'Escargot will be fine.

- Roger. - Yes.

I'm glad you came home tonight.

- So am I. - Was the traffic awful?

It's always bad on Sunday, but the parkway is quick, even when it's crowded.

Parkway, but there's no parkway from Brussels.

No, of course not.

Did I say parkway?

They fit their road so well, it seems like a parkway now.

I made wonderful time.

- Well, that's good. - What about some place with music?

Might be nice.

I don't know which ones are open. We can drive around and see.

All right.

- Is that the door? - Yes. Yes, I'll go.

- Hello, Gabby. - What's wrong with you?

Who is this?

Gabby.

- A letter for you. - All right.

How's your English, Gabby? I haven't seen you for a long time.

I've been here.

- Who is it from? - I don't know. It came by hand.

- Here. - Thank you.

Do you mind reading it to me, darling?

- It may be personal. - I don't think so.

It is. It's from young Van der Besh.

It doesn't matter.

We have no secrets from each other, have we?

I ask you to forgive me. I was jealous.

And you can only be jealous of things that you own.

Well, now you'll be rid of me for a while.

I'm leaving for London tomorrow to work on a case and it's very important.

But I don't really care because all of the time I'll be thinking of you.

Please, please remember, even if you never want to see me again, that I love you.

Your Philip.

- I'm ready. - You haven't said where you want to go.

Oh, I think some place with music would be nice, don't you?

It is true, Milord,

as my learned friend suggested, that the facts do seem simple.

On a certain day,

at a certain time, in a certain place,

two ships collided. One English, one French.

- The papers you asked for in Paris. - Good.

How's it going?

- Fine. - Here's a letter for you too.

I wonder how my learned friend will explain away

in simple terms the testimony of witness Sharp, who stated that,

at no time during the 10 minutes

preceding the collision, did I hear a signal from the English ship.

Complication upon complication. There is too the question of the fog.

Witness Glennville states that the fog

was lifting, but witness Olivier states

emphatically that the fog was thickening.

There is too the testimony of the quartermaster Bellnap,

who was forced to admit that he had left the bridge a few moments

earlier to get more sugar for his coffee.

Let me recall to your memory, Milord, the statement of Seaman Jeandran,

- What? - I'm sorry.

Radar screen at a distance of three miles.

London airport, please. But first up at Dorchester.

It's beautifully done. Don't you think so, Lucien?

Yes, my dear.

Well, thank you, Myrtle. Is she expensive?

Not with me, my dear. Not with me.

- And who is he? - Who?

- He. - He's in the truck business or something.

- I think that's what she told me. - I must say he looks it.

Is he?

He seems rather attractive.

You think so?

Yes, as a matter of fact, he is rather.

Please, Roger, don't be bored.

Bored? How could I possibly be bored with such a charming gay crowd?

At least try to be nice to Madame Van der Besh.

You haven't even talked to her.

Yes, I have. I said "Good evening." And "It was nice of you to ask me."

Please, here she comes.

Paula, dear, everyone adores the apartment.

I've never heard people rave so.

I'm glad.

- He should be very proud of you, Paula. - Oh, I am, madame.

And you have something to do with trucks, haven't you?

Oh, how interesting.

You buy trucks in America, then sell them in Europe.

And sometimes we buy them in Europe and sell them in America.

We are very flexible.

Fascinating. Isn't it sad Philip isn't here to see you?

You do look so lovely. Philip's my son.

He'll be furious when he hears he's missed you,

but he had to go to London on something terribly legal.

Did he tell you? Philip's mad about Paula, you know?

- It's really quite touching. - Yes, I know.

All right, Suzanne.

Marianne and Claude.

Dinner. Dinner. Everybody.

Raymond, you're sitting next to Madame Fleury.

Alain, you're sitting with Madame Tessier.

Paula, dear. Talk to him about modern paintings.

He has a fabulous collection.

And you're next to me, Mr Desmarest.

And you're going to tell me all about your trucks and what you do with them.

You're a Leo, aren't you?

I beg your pardon.

Well, you must have been born in late July or early August.

- No, early May. - Oh, Taurus the bull.

Well, I suppose I should have guessed.

This is always the most difficult part,

trying to get people to find the right places.

I can never read my own writing.

Françoise, you're here.

Mariline, over there. Claude, you're next. Oh, here.

Oh, yes. Yes. And Paula dear, you're here. Oh, no. No. I'm sorry, darling.

You're on the other side over there.

Alain, you're on her right. Raymond on her left. That's right.

Lucien, you're next to Françoise on her right there.

I'm sorry, but I must be frank with you.

I think it's all nonsensical.

They call themselves abstract expressionists,

but what do they express? That's what I want to know.

Yes. Yes. Isn't it?

We were just talking about Jean Duprey.

Of course, you know about his latest affair.

I'm afraid I don't even know who the gentleman is.

You don't know Jean?

No. I'm sorry. No.

And I can't think why his latest affair should interest me.

- Unless... - Unless?

Unless the lady's my wife.

And happily, I'm not married.

Oh, that's rather a narrow point of view, don't you think?

If everyone were like you, what would it be all about?

Philip.

Good evening. Hope I'm not disturbing you.

Well, Philip, we didn't expect you until Saturday.

Well, I uh I thought I'd surprise you.

Philip, what's happened?

- Was the case settled? - No, but it's it's going very well.

It's going very well indeed.

Well, darling, have you had your dinner?

Oh, yes. I had something on the plane. I'll just sit here and keep you company.

No, no, no, no. Marcel, Mr. Philip's had dinner.

Hello.

Hello.

I must say that Philip is looking well. Hard work agrees with him.

Yes. I don't think hard work...

I got your note. Just caught up with me. I came straight back.

- Would you like some fruit? - Oh, no. No, thank you.

I never thought I could hate London so much.

Well, you're in luck. Mother would like to talk to you.

- And you would like to talk to Paula. - That's right.

Wait a minute. There's something I want to ask you.

What?

I wonder if I could have a cigar.

Of course.

- What did you say to Philip? - I asked him for a cigar. Why?

He looked angry.

He wasn't.

- Should he have been? - Well, I don't know.

- Here we are. - Oh, thank you.

- Do you like cigars? - No. No, unfortunately.

- Can I get you something to drink? - No, no, thank you.

I think we should be going home. I have to get up early.

If Paula isn't tired, I can drive her home later.

I suppose you could. Would you like that, darling?

No. It's getting late. Good night.

Good night.

You certainly brightened up that party.

It was dying until young love came along.

Now they've got something to talk about.

Have you heard about one of Van der Besh's interior decorator?

You did over the apartment and seduce her son at no extra charge.

I think you've got something there, Paula.

If you're going to do the young master's bedroom,

why not do the young master?

Makes the work so much more interesting.

- You're going away tomorrow? - Yes.

Where?

I told you. Switzerland, Denmark, Germany.

- How long will you be gone? - About 10 days.

Roger...

Good night.

Philip.

But how did you get here?

- You must have driven like a fool. - Get in, please.

Why do you do such idiotic things?

Please, just for a moment.

Why did you come back from London?

- To see you. - Oh, but why?

Why? Your letter.

Well, that's ridi... What did I say?

- "Come back soon." - Oh, no.

"My sweet Philip."

"Your letter was too sad and more than I deserve."

"I miss you."

"Come back soon."

I didn't mean it that way.

I was tired and unhappy and lonely and... oh, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have written it.

But you meant it.

I suppose so.

Then.

Has anything changed since then?

No, nothing has changed.

Wow.

Here you are.

SAS 252. Now you can board the aircraft.

This way, please, gentlemen.

Did you telegraph Copenhagen to meet us?

Yeah, they'll have a car.

Roger.

Scandinavian Airlines announce the departure of flight...

- You go ahead. I'll catch up. - We haven't got much time.

Don't worry.

All passengers are kindly requested to proceed to customs and passport...

What are you doing here?

I called you at home, but you'd already gone.

- I wanted to see you. - Come over here.

I'm sorry about last night. I was angry.

I was actually jealous.

I wanted to call you and...

Will you take me with you?

- What? - I want to come with you. Can I?

Paula, make sense. The plane is leaving in...

Yes, I know.

But I'll go home and pack a bag and I'll join you wherever you are tonight.

Where will you be?

I have two men with me from the home office in Chicago.

How would I explain?

But say I'm your wife. Americans always travel with their wives.

They'll understand.

Paula, this is crazy.

Is it because of that boy?

Because of me. Please.

Hey.

Yes. I'm coming. Paula, don't worry.

I'll come back to you soon. 10 days no more.

Get rid of that boy, Paula, he bothers you.

And don't worry, everything will be all right. You'll see.

Paula, you know I love you. I'll call you when I get back.

Goodbye, darling.

Attention, please. Will monsieur Desmarets SAS passenger on flight 252

please proceed immediately to customs and passport control? Thank you.

Law for 40 years and never did I hear of anyone

walking out in the middle of a case.

Let me tell you something.

If it were not for your mother I would ask you to leave at once.

As it is I'm ready to put you to work on research.

Hello. Yes. Who's calling?

No, I'm afraid Mr. Van der Besh is occupied at the moment.

Oh, just a minute, please.

Oh, here he is now. Hold the line, please.

Well, you certainly caught it that time.

- What did he say? - I don't know. I wasn't listening.

- What's this? - It's personal call for you.

A woman's voice, and it's not your mother.

Hello. Yes, Paula. Yes, of course we can talk.

- Listen, tonight, I thought we could... - I'm afraid I can't.

- What do you mean? - I can't see you again, Philip.

Please try to understand that.

Whatever happens would only hurt you.

Don't try to see me.

Please. Will you promise me that, Philip?

You must promise me, please.

Yes. Yes. Of course.

Say no more.

It's goodbye as before.

It's goodbye.

I can tell.

Save the lie.

It's farewell and goodbye again, my love.

So why deny you...

Let's go. I've had it.

Come on, will you?

We've been going like this for days.

You said you'd give two years of your life to be really in love.

Yeah, I know I said it.

I'm sorry I said it.

That was way back.

Well, I am in love, but she won't believe me.

I believe you.

You told me a thousand times.

Now, let's go, huh?

Philip, come on. I'm going.

- You'll be all right? - Yeah.

I'll check you tomorrow. So long.

Hello.

Your pal's gone. Left you, huh?

You talk about love as if you knew all about love.

I do. You going to buy me a drink?

Sure.

Well, tell me.

- Tell you what? - About love.

- It's kind of hard to explain unless... - It's nothing.

It's just a word in a song.

It's in a million songs.

You've said it just right.

It's the most used word in the world and it doesn't mean a thing.

Just a word in a song.

Well, here's to little old love.

Here's to a little old love.

Going to sing me another?

Well...

Love is just a word.

It doesn't mean a thing.

It's a fancy way of saying two people want to swing.

Love is just a word.

And when the fun begins,

a word we use to cover a multitude of sins.

Love is just a word

that's dropped all over town.

How long have you been here?

I don't know.

You must be wet through.

I had to see you. I tried not to, but...

It's all right.

Since you sent me away,

I don't know where I've been or what I've done.

- How about you? - Oh, me?

I worked. I went to a collection.

Bought a new dress.

They're tearing up the street in front of my house.

Oh, I know.

I almost got stuck in my car.

It'll be fixed in a few days.

Paula, are you sure you don't want anything?

Some good-looking cold chicken in the ice box.

Boy, am I hungry.

Where's the butter?

Have you got any wine left?

Oh, here. Wait. Oh, right. I found a bottle of beer.

Some cucumber salad left over.

I can't find any... Oh, wait. Here it is. Here it is.

Darling, the record.

Can you turn it over? Never mind. I'll get it.

Well, here we are. How does it look? Pretty good, huh?

I don't know why I feel as if I haven't eaten in days.

Hello, my love.

Oh, Gabby, wait. I forgot I put the chain on last night.

It's all right. I'll take it.

Would you like me to get...

Paula? Can you help...?

Good morning.

Can you help me with this thing?

Gabby, this is Philip... Mr. Van der Besh.

Don't worry about breakfast. I'll do that.

Well, thank you, Gabby.

Gabby, I'll call you if I need you.

- She was embarrassed. - Not embarrassed.

Surprised.

Gabby is my guardian, my protector.

She's much older and wiser than I am, my Gabby.

Look at the time. I'm going to be late.

Don't worry. I can drive you to the shop.

No, I don't want you to. Could you get the butter?

Well, why shouldn't I take you?

Oh, there's no need.

I can let you off at the corner if you don't want anybody to see us.

Why?

I don't know. I just thought...

Don't worry.

They'll know soon enough and they'll have such fun.

Have you heard about Paula and her new young men?

Oh, she must have such vitality, Paula.

Such an appetite for life and young man.

Does it matter?

- Not really. - All right, then.

- What time are you through? - About 6.

6? What am I going to do till 6?

Well, how do you know that I'm not busy tonight?

That's true. No, I don't.

Let me do that.

I'm not busy tonight.

Good.

- Still, what will I do till 6? - I don't know. Work.

Work? Oh, I know what I'll do.

I'll wander around Paris thinking of you.

And then I'll have lunch alone thinking of you.

And well, then I'll wait for 6:00 to come.

You go ahead. I'll catch up with you.

Why? Where are you going?

To make a phone call.

Tell the porter to get us a cab.

- What's his number? - 24. Don't worry, I'll be there.

Hello.

Paula?

Hello.

I just got in. I'm at the airport.

How are you? Did you have a good trip?

I want to see you. Are you free for dinner tonight?

No, no, I can't have dinner.

- Well, can you manage lunch? - Yes. Yes.

Yes. Let's have lunch. Where?

- Where would you like? - Oh, it doesn't matter.

A place that's not too crowded.

Pré Catelan?

Fine. All right. I'll meet you there.

Do you want me to pick you up?

- No. No. I'll meet you there. - All right.

I'm looking forward to seeing you.

Goodbye, Roger.

- I'm sorry I'm late. - No, it's me. I was early.

- Don't you feel well? - Why?

You don't usually drink in the middle of the day.

Oh, that I felt a bit tired.

Oh, well then I think I'll have a vermouth.

It seems a long time since I've seen you.

10 days?

Seems longer.

I called you a couple of times from Germany, but I couldn't get you.

I've been out quite a bit.

Or maybe I turned off my phone.

You never used to.

- Thank you. - Have you seen Jimmy?

No.

What have you done?

I've been seeing Philip quite a lot.

Oh, the young... Still mad about you?

And you? Do you still find him amusing?

Yes.

Amusing or more than that?

More.

Well, there's nothing to say to that, is there?

There's so much you could have said.

Roger. If I were to tell you that everything still depends on you,

you wouldn't know how to say it, would you?

- I don't know. - But I do.

You would say that you were too obsessed with your freedom,

too frightened of losing it.

I said I don't know.

All I know is that I detest the idea of you and that young...

I hope it's worth your time.

It isn't a matter of that. He loves me.

It never occurred to me when I asked you to lunch

that I would have to listen to the story of your love life with that boy.

Since you've always made sure I knew all about yours with your girls...

At least that's normal.

I mean...

Goodbye, Roger.

Paula,

I'm sorry. That was stupid of me.

You know I didn't mean it.

Oh, it it was just as much my fault.

Perhaps we shouldn't see each other for a while.

- Goodbye, darling. - Paula, you know that I...

You mean so much to me, Paula.

You do.

Thank you.

17. The last four.

First three.

All by five.

- Love, what's our room number? - What?

Our room number?

I don't know.

You've got the key.

- 425. - All the rest on 4 and 25.

Roger!

- Hello. Jimmy. - What are you doing in Deauville?

- I just decided to get away, you know. - Is Paula here? Where are you staying?

No, Paula's not here. Oh, I haven't seen Paula in 2 months.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Well, that's stupid.

Well, I mean...

See you later, Roger.

Close the window, love.

Love, please close the window. It's cold.

Stop calling me love.

What time is this?

Gosh, do you realize it's only 5:00?

What are you doing up, love?

Hey, you haven't been to bed yet.

Stop calling me love.

Why? You call me Maisy.

Just stop using that word.

What's the matter with you?

Love. Love. Love.

Do you know what it means?

Well, do you?

What does it mean, love?

Did we come here to discuss my vocabulary?

Just stop calling me love.

It's all right at night, but not in the morning.

We're getting particular now.

Will you kindly close the window?

Here's your bill, sir. And your change.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Concierge speaking. Yes, madame.

Mr. Desmarais? I haven't seen him, madam.

- Thank you. - Thank you, sir.

But how about your luggage, sir?

Madam will bring it.

- Very good, sir. - I hope.

Philip.

Philip.

Philip.

Hello. I want to talk to you.

Well, Philip, this can't go on.

You have to work. When was the last time you went to the office?

- Tuesday. - Tuesday.

And when before?

You've reached a point where you do nothing at all.

You see me off in the morning and then you wait for me to come home at night.

And now you're taking to sneaking drinks.

Oh, no, that's not so.

I just rinsed out that glass because I know you hate untidiness.

Yes. I hate untidiness and I hate lies and I hate weakness

and pretty soon I'll hate you.

That was bound to come, wasn't it?

Oh, Philip, I didn't mean it that way.

But I can't have you become a stupid sodden lump because of me.

I've told you to go to work a hundred times and this is the last. That's all.

- And if I don't what? - I won't be able to see you anymore.

You could send me away just like that?

Yes.

Oh, Philip. Stop it.

You're acting.

Look at me. Look at me.

Now what is it?

It's just that you don't love me

and there's nothing I can do about it.

I knew from the beginning that you would send me away someday,

but all the time I kept hoping that it never would happen.

And all the whiskey I've drunk, all the whiskey in the world,

couldn't make any difference because now it has happened.

And that's it.

Oh no, Philip. You're such a fool. Such a child.

Oh, such a fool.

You've played at being the abandoned lover,

and you've done it so well you believe it yourself.

I do care about you. You know that, Philip.

Look at me now. Look at me.

You don't want me to go?

No, not today. But I want you to work.

I will. I promise I will.

I was so afraid.

Were you such a fool?

- What is it? - I just wanted to see if you were in.

Sorry.

Hello. Who's calling please? Oh yes. Uh one moment please.

Madame Tessier.

Yes. Monsieur Desmarest.

Hello, Roger.

Paula.

- How are you? - I'm all right. And you?

Yes, I'm fine.

Well, I'm taking a holiday next week.

This is the time of the year, you know.

Remember, we always went away for a week or so.

So I thought I'd call you and as long as I'm getting my ticket,

I thought if you want me to get a ticket for you.

- I don't think it's possible, Roger. - You don't?

It's just not that easy.

Well, how could we go away and pretend that not...

We couldn't help thinking...

Oh, that's why I'm going. Not to think. To think of nothing.

But there's not a very good reason for going.

The best.

It isn't that easy.

And I'm sure you don't need me for that.

Paula.

I'm sure you'll be all right by yourself.

Or with some of your... someone else.

- What? - Well, nothing. Nothing.

They never meant anything to me. You know that.

As long as you had me to come back to.

- Then you won't come. - No, no, no, Roger. Goodbye.

Paula.

Take care of yourself, will you?

Yes, I will.

- Oh, wait. - Come on. Come on.

Don't rush me there. See?

Not bad.

Excuse me, sir.

- Dinner is served. - At last.

- It's getting cold, isn't it? - Yes, a bit.

Oh, waiter. Would you mind going up to room 16?

What would you like, darling?

Oh, there's a yellow cardigan on the bed.

Yes, ma'am.

- All right, let's go. - No, wait a minute. Wait a little.

But no, I did not. Look at that.

I knew I would have won.

Didn't you cheat pushing it with your foot a little?

No, I did not.

Oh, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Oh, it's wonderful getting you away from Paris.

You're a different person.

You shed your skin.

Thank you.

Why don't we stay over another night and go back in the morning?

Yes.

Philip.

- Oh, good evening. - Good evening.

You uh you uh know Madame Tessier, don't you?

Madame Fleury, Monsieur Fleury,

and this is Madeleine and this is Pierre.

Good evening.

Did uh you uh drive out from Paris for dinner?

It's a wonderful place, isn't it?

How was the traffic?

We got stuck in St. Cloud yesterday.

Ah, here we are. Is there the one, madame?

Yes. Thank you.

Do sit down, children.

Your food is getting cold.

Lucien.

Your key, sir.

- Well, nice to have seen you. - Goodbye.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Shall we have another drink? It'll warm us up.

How old is she?

Oh, please. Lucien, dear.

You better start asking for the bill. It takes an eternity here.

This way, madame. Your table is ready.

You go ahead. I'll be right there.

Two dry.

Children!

Where's madame?

I don't know. She went out.

But your dinner is ready, sir.

- I'd like to go back to Paris. - All right.

Paula.

What do you care what people like that think?

- I don't. - But what difference does it make?

- It doesn't. - Well, then?

Well, let's not talk about it.

No, we will talk about it and you'll listen.

Oh, please don't.

This is... This is unworthy of you and humiliating for me.

- You're making too much of it. - No, you're making too much of it.

I'm not a fool, you know. I'm not a child you have to hide things from.

If you'd agree, I'd marry you tomorrow.

Oh, don't be silly. I'm so much older.

That's not the problem. Age has nothing to do with it.

I love you. I need you.

And nothing that people say can make any difference.

The only problem for you, for us, is Roger.

He's still there, isn't he?

Deep inside you, and you can't drive him out.

What is it they used to do when someone had a demon inside?

Say prayers, burn incense, ring bells, make noise?

If I did all that, would it drive Roger out of you?

It might.

I'm sorry.

Somehow it never occurred to me that you...

It just never occurred to you that I could think that.

Do you think we should keep going?

It's up to you. The price is still low.

Who is that revolting man who keeps bidding against us?

It's another dealer. He'll stop soon. I know him.

Well, it better be soon because...

There. We have them.

- Well. - And a very good price.

Oh, they are a bargain, aren't they?

I think they'll go very well in the library.

Come to think of it, I may put them in Philip's room.

Uh, by the way, uh, how is he?

Why? Don't you see him?

Oh, he comes home from time to time to pick up his laundry.

Oh, I didn't know.

My dear, it's perfectly normal.

As a matter of fact,

I always hoped Philip would fall in love with an older woman.

Do you want me to pay you a commission on those chairs?

Well, after all, you took the time, and your time is worth something.

- Uh, isn't it? - Oh, please.

Well, if you insist.

Now, do you mind if I ask you something about Philip?

Yes, I do.

- Your car's here, madam. - Oh, uh, thank you.

Can I give you a lift, Paula?

- I'm going to... - Thank you. No, I'd rather walk.

- Are you sure? - Yes. Thank you. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Still, you have learned a certain amount of French law since you've been here.

But New York is where you will work.

It is where you will live.

I've had a long talk with your mother,

and we agree that under the circumstances,

your career will profit from your immediate return to New York.

That's very nice of you, but I'm not going.

I'm afraid you have no choice.

Oh, yes, I have.

Well, you'll have to talk to your mother about that.

Alice.

Monsieur Fleury, were they to discover that you have a mistress,

and I'm sure you have,

where would they send you?

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye, all.

This way, please. That table over there.

No, no, no. Not that one. Not tonight.

I'm afraid everything is reserved.

Well, how about this one?

Oh, I'm sorry.

No buts. No buts. Uh, what's your name?

François. You don't know me,

but this is a night we're both going to remember.

We'll take this one.

You're mad.

- You asked for me, Monsieur? - Yes. Yes. We'd like some flowers.

No, no, I'd like you to find the most beautiful bouquet you can for Madame.

- You're completely mad. - Absolutely.

- What is this all about? - We're celebrating.

- What? - My independence.

My independence of the world. My dependence on you.

François.

We would like to start with something just great.

Followed by the most marvelous dinner ever served in the history of Maxim's.

Would you like to start with some fresh paté de foie gras?

- No. - No.

Caviar.

Caviar.

With blinis?

Yes, and vodka to go with it.

Sommelier?

Madame, will you dance? May I have the pleasure of this dance?

Vodka, the best and lots of it.

No, no, no. Champaign, a magnum.

Will you please tell me what this is all about?

I've quit my job. Or rather, I've traded it in for Paris.

You've quit your job?

- Yep. - Why?

They were going to send me away to New York.

Oh, but Philip.

No buts, not from you. Let's have a pact, all right?

No, Philip, you can't do this.

I won't let you do it.

It's done.

I saw her at Balenciaga.

I saw her at Balenciaga in a dress from Belma and the next day at Givenchy.

Isn't it funny?

Today she was having lunch with Guy Laroche wearing a Chanel.

You like it?

Roger, what are you thinking?

How stupid the world is.

- What? - Nothing. Come on. Let's dance.

I have a confession to make.

- I almost did something terrible. - What?

It's a beautiful place between your neck and your shoulder which I almost bit.

May I?

Oh, Philip!

Well, you think about it and let me know.

You are very far away tonight, chéri.

- Oh, am I? - Shall we go to the Eléphant Blanc?

Why? I like it here.

Shall we go back? I think our food is there.

Okay.

Shall we go somewhere else?

If you like to.

Doesn't really matter.

Well, where do we go from here?

I don't know.

- Good night, Philip. - Paula.

Can I see you tomorrow?

Yes, of course.

Yes. May I help you?

Oh, Mr. Desmarets, I haven't seen you for some time.

- Yes. Is Paula here? - Oh, yes. She's...

She was here a minute ago.

Madame Tessier. Madame Tessier.

Yes, Mr. Stana. Oh, Roger, hello.

Hello, Paula.

Paula, I am...

- Could we go somewhere? - Yes, of course.

Well, I've been making up speeches, but now I can't...

Help me.

Last night, I wanted to walk across the room and say,

"This is enough. Let's go home."

And then later I walked and walked and...

It can't go on like this.

I can't live without you.

There. Now I've said it.

Why was it such a terrible thing to say?

It was all my fault.

I shouldn't have let you get involved.

I should have stopped you right at the beginning.

Oh, my darling, you're not very bright.

- I'm not? - But it doesn't matter.

I'm home, or whatever it is.

There. Sugar?

Oh, Philip. Philip, try to understand.

We met at the time when you needed me

and I needed you and we were very lucky.

But it isn't enough to keep two people together.

It couldn't last.

I kept hoping selfishly that it would, but it couldn't.

And all he had to do was say,

"Please."

Well, I don't know. I suppose I ought to feel proud in a way.

If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't be getting married, you know.

No, I'm kind of a Cupid.

Yes, that's what I am. A cupid.

Look, Philip, you shouldn't...

It's true, isn't it? I was sort of an interlude.

Damn it. Damn him. Damn you. Damn us all.

Why couldn't you love me?

You said it yourself, Philip. The demon inside of me.

I can't drive him out.

Philip.

Philip... I'll never forget.

Sure.

Me neither.

Well, Paula, what am I going to do?

What's going to happen to me?

Oh, Philip, darling.

You'll be going back to New York.

You have friends there, and your life is there.

Sure. No, you're right. You're right.

I'll meet the right girl,

get married, live happily ever after.

Um, where's... where's my slippers?

Where's the other one?

Thank you.

Well, uh, am am I ever going to see you again?

You can if you want to.

I don't think we should.

No. No, we shouldn't.

What the hell am I doing?

Will you leave all this stuff with your concierge, please?

Yes, I'll get it all together.

Philip.

Philip.

Oh, Philip try to understand.

I am old. I am old. I am old. I'm old.

Well, it wasn't so bad, was it?

You talk as if you just been to your dentist.

- Gabby. Gabby. - Yes, madame.

Oh, I thought I'd never get here. Isn't Monsieur home yet?

No, madame.

Oh, would you please draw me a bath?

And uh what shall I wear tonight?

Let's see.

- The black chiffon. - No, it's too dressy.

We're just going to a small bistrot for dinner.

- This one? - No, no, that one is...

- What is that next to it? - That?

Yes, that's fine.

What a day.

The trouble with being an interior decorator

is that everyone thinks he knows your job.

But nobody ever thinks of telling a plumber how to fix a sink.

Oh, Gabby, my zipper.

No, no. It's all right. Never mind.

But you just start making a curtain and everybody will...

Gabby.

- Did Monsieur call? - No, Madame.

Not too hot, Gabby.

I think we'll eat in tomorrow night, Gabby.

Let's get a good steak for Monsieur.

No, we had that on Monday.

Well, let's get some lamb chops

and tell Madame Frojus to make me one of her beautiful...

Oh, I'll take it, Gaby.

Hello.

Oh, Roger, where are you?

Yes, I suppose, if you have to.

Yes, I understand.

What?

Oh, I'll probably have something to eat and go to bed.

All right.

Goodbye.