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♪ The very thought of you

♪ And I forget to do ♪

♪ The little ordinary things ♪

♪ That everyone ought to do ♪

♪ I'm living In a kind of daydream ♪

♪ I'm happy as a king ♪

♪ And foolish Though it may seem to me ♪

♪ That's everything ♪

♪ The mere idea of you ♪

♪ The longing here for you ♪

♪ You'll never know How slow the moments go ♪

♪ Till I'm near to you ♪

♪ I see your face In every flower ♪

♪ Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you ♪

♪ The very thought of you ♪

♪ My love ♪

London was a million men

who made the same journey every day.

Men in bowler hats and striped shirts.

I hate bowler hats, but I wore the uniform

because my life ran by the clock.

Up at 7:05, bus at 8:22, arrive by 9:00

at the gray concrete tower

that housed the mighty Setra Corporation.

Line's engaged. Setra.

I was deputy assistant accountant

in a company so huge

you could get lost trying to find the men's room.

Setra. Setra.

Setra. Setra.

Home by 6:03,

cards with friends,

or more likely a book on mathematics

or French poetry.

Oh, damn.

I kept them to myself, but I did have thoughts

and, oh, so many dreams of adventure.

Two inside, one on top.

Here, hold your horses.

♪ You said you cried The whole night through... ♪

How's the book on numbers going?

Higher mathematics, Jane.

A world of pure thought.

♪ Cry me a river ♪

Any more fares, please? Any more fares?

Excuse me.

Oh, excuse me. Uh, am I right in thinking that, uh...

Excuse me. Just a minute. If this is yours?

My glove. That's great.

But I lost it days ago.

Yes, I've been keeping it till I saw you.

Oh, thanks. Thanks a lot. It's my pleasure.

- Bye. - Bye.

In my dream, I'd dared to ask her out.

We danced and spoke of love

and the glamour of foreign places.

But when I woke, all I found was an empty flat

and another of my mathematical puzzles.

Yes. The only glamour in my life was the dance of numbers.

Hello. Oh. Sorry.

How do you do?

Here. Who told you you could ride on my platform?

All right. None of that. Five inside only.

Off you get, then. I said off. But...

Would you like to come out with me tomorrow night?

I'll have to ask my aunt.

- Your aunt? - Off!

What's your phone number?

Flaxman 80...

What?

Speergay speaking.

The Goodbye Funeral Parlor.

Good morning. Perdita Marketing...

Good morning. New Richmond Hotel.

Hello. Flaxman 40...

Flaxman 4408. Madame de Sade's.

Don't be shy.

I'm very sorry. I... Must be the wrong number.

Do you realize there are 30 permutations

to the numbers four, nought, and eight with a random double,

And I got you on the eleventh go.

Oh, is this... Did it... No, no. No, no.

Sheer determination on my part.

What is that? Oh, it's my good luck charm.

It's my mother's. See these dents in it?

They found it in the rubble after our house was bombed.

Oh. So, uh, these are your parents.

Mm-hmm. Just after they were married.

He was 24, and she was 22.

I couldn't quite believe I was actually with her,

hearing her story.

She'd been sent to America in 1940,

along with the other children

who happened to share Queen Mary's birthday.

So, she thought she'd been born lucky quite literally.

I thought not about luck,

but about the young child told three months later

that her home had been bombed in the blitz,

her mother and father killed.

She told me she was due to go back to America

in five days.

Yes. Leave it to an aging accountant

to fall madly for a girl

just as she was about to leave forever.

It's because of Cary Grant.

It seems my mother saw a movie with him and Mae West and fell completely.

So, they named you Cary.

It could have been worse. His real name is Archibald.

Tell me something.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

I guess so.

Good. So do I.

Come back here.

Do you realize the time we waste asleep?

Oh, much more. I like ten hours.

Really?

Yeah.

Stay here. Stay there. Can you hear me?

Yeah. Can you really hear me?

If I go over there, you'll really hear me.

Can you hear?

Loud and clear.

What do you want to go back to America for?

Bertie, why shouldn't I?

Because I love you. And I want to marry you.

Wealthy women...

You won't be bored in Bournemouth?

No. As long as you're there.

I wish it wasn't your second honeymoon.

Was the first one very exciting in Paris?

We could only afford a weekend.

Did you love her an awful lot?

Look. The night she threw me out of the house,

I went to a hotel,

and I slept for nine hours right across the bed.

You know, she's one of these people who'd kick

and then say, "You're taking too much room."

Spare us the life story for God's sake.

There's people trying to watch the sodding news.

A message from the people

to the Prime Minister Anthony Eden...

Maybe I'll kick. Oh, I'd like that.

Then I'll know you're there.

different customer.

Back home, all of Castleford was out

as the gold-plated Daimler drove by.

This luxurious transport brought Lady Docker

to a marbles match

in aid of a British Empire Cancer Relief Fund.

She led the team against a group local factory girls.

Sir Bernard was impressed

with his wife's knuckling-off technique.

What's this?

Has she spent her winnings on yet another yacht?

But where's the mink coat?

And who is the minx?

She's a guest of Herbert Dreuther,

Chairman of the mighty Setra Corporation.

I don't believe it. It's the GOM.

The what?

The grand old man.

Our all-powerful chairman.

His new yacht, the Sea Gull,

cost two billion francs.

For the first time in my life,

I'd forgotten the clock,

And you know what? I didn't give a damn.

Attention, please. Mr. Bertram...

And Mrs. Bertram. Mr. and Mrs. Bertram.

To room ten.

Mr. Bertram to room ten.

It's the GOM.

Mr. Bertram

to room ten, please.

How very interesting.

You know, Sir Walter, you could have a yacht yourself.

But I live in the country.

You can't just...

Room ten wasn't what I expected.

Not like an office at all.

No desk, but a sofa.

And, on the walls,

an unimportant Renoir, a lovely little Boudin,

and one of the ugliest portraits I'd ever seen.

for your private yacht down to entertainment.

That boat of yours must be costing us a fortune.

Very well. Strike off the oil.

I'll pay for it out of my own pocket.

Who the hell are you?

This is my assistant, sir, Mr. Bertram.

Burton? Well, what's he doing here?

You told me to send for him.

That was half an hour ago.

He was out to lunch, sir.

Right. Now that he's here, perhaps I can have my lunch.

This whole discrepancy, Dreuther, amounts to no more

than seven pounds, 15 shillings, and fourpence.

Uh. It isn't the amount that matters.

You and I are in charge of a multinational company.

We can't leave our responsibilities to others.

The shareholders... Poppycock!

The shareholders are only you and me and that bloody Bowles.

Mr. Burton.

Did these accounts pass through your hands?

No, sir. I... I've nothing to do with general enterprises.

How very fortunate for you.

But I assume, as assistant accountant,

you know something about figures.

It's obvious that nobody else here does.

Just sit down and tell me

what you think of those, will you?

Uh...

Excuse me for interrupting, sir.

Not now, Miss Bullen. Not now.

It was a very neat piece of detection.

Well, everyone else assumed the perfection of the computer,

but, you see, no machine is perfect.

In every joint and rivet, lies original sin.

I was following a couple of figures, old friends,

through the stately march of the columns, when...

I feel at sea, Mr. Burton.

Yes. I confess, sir, I am a little, too.

Six, five, two...

No, no, I didn't mean in that way at all.

I was thinking of my yacht.

"Luxe, calme et volupté." "Et Volupté."

as Baudelaire said. Yes.

I wish I could find some order and beauty in these figures, sir.

You read Baudelaire? Yes.

He's my favorite poet. Oh, really?

Well, I prefer Racine, sir,

but I suppose that's the mathematician in me.

Racine? How interesting.

And you... you like figures, too.

Oh, very much, yes.

If... if you care to take a look, sir,

I'm certain it's that old computer we're using.

The Revolg. They have a tendency to slip,

but only when the two and seven are in relation...

Don't explain.

Just tell me what you think we ought to do.

Well... Um...

I... I think you should bring in the latest digital computers and scrap the old ones, sir.

Excellent.

So, another problem's been solved

while Sir Walter Blixon gratifies his carnal desires.

Thank you. Are you sure you wouldn't you like a glass of milk?

Uh, no, sir, I... I really must be getting back to the second floor.

Oh, don't hurry.

You look tired.

When did you last have a holiday?

Oh. My annual leave's just coming around, sir.

In fact, I'm taking the opportunity of getting married.

Really? How interesting.

And where are you going to go for your honeymoon?

Bournemouth, sir.

Where?

Bournemouth.

I do not think Bournemouth's a good idea.

Why don't you take a bride to the south?

Somewhere sensuous... The bay of Rio de Janeiro.

Oh.

I'm afraid I couldn't possibly afford that, sir.

I know. You and your beautiful wife shall come with me on my yacht.

I'll pick you up in Monte Carlo on the 30th.

We'll sail down the coast of Italy.

The bay of Naples, Capri, Ischia.

Well, very kind of you, sir,

but you see we're, uh, we're actually getting married on the 30th.

Yes. Well, you shall be married in Monte Carlo,

before the mayor, with myself as witness, on the 30th.

Will it count getting married in Monte Carlo?

Of course it will.

Would be rather fun if it didn't.

Oh, but, darling, that would be living in sin.

I'd love to live in sin.

You would?

But we could have in London anytime.

Bertie, London doesn't count.

Living in sin is,

striped umbrellas, 80 in the shade,

and our own private beach.

Ian Bertram and Cary Porter.

We... We have a reservation.

It's made by Mr. Dreuther from London.

Yes, the, uh... the royal suite.

The... but, of course, Mr. Bertram, and, uh...

The royal suite?

Yes, that's what he said. Oh!

Oh, Mr. Bertram, and, uh, Ms. Porter, your fiancée.

Uh. Welcome to the Hotel de Paris.

Thank you. Thank you.

Uh, are these your bags?

Yes.

- Antoine. - Marcel.

The royal suite.

It was decorated to the special requirements of King Farouk.

I hope you find it to your liking.

Please, please.

"Compliments of the manager."

King Farouk's bed.

What extravagance.

Well, we'd better make the most of it.

It's only ours for one night.

I doubt the cabins on the Sea Gull are quite so,

uh...

Shouldn't we have had two single rooms?

No shortage of beds.

And they're all doubles.

There's the casino.

This is fabulous.

Why don't we spend our whole honeymoon here?

We've got each other. Who needs your Dreuther?

Darling, without Dreuther,

our currency allowance would last exactly two days.

Correction. A day and a half.

Merci. Thank you.

Then let's gamble. Let's make a million dollars and stay here forever.

Didn't somebody break the bank once?

Only in a song.

You don't stand a chance gambling unless you've got capital.

All I had in mind

was the wonder whether we would sleep together.

I was trying to read the signs.

Now she'd left the door open. What did that mean?

She was so young, and the game was all in her hands.

Come on, just one spin of the wheel.

I mean, we're not real gamblers, are we?

I wish, I wish... You've rubbed that knee so much

we'll have plenty of luck at the tables.

I wasn't asking for luck at the tables.

As we crossed to the casino, she said...

We'll only stay ten minutes.

I need my beauty sleep.

Now, was that a hint in my favor?

Or was it the truth?

Bonjour.

There are 36 numbers.

You can bet on just one number.

Or if you want better odds, a better chance, you can go on two, four, six,

or even 12 numbers simultaneously.

Is he stealing?

No, he's just taking away his bet.

What's that square one?

Three hundred pounds. A little more.

It's about a thousand dollars to you.

And she can just lose it all, like that?

Sometimes people lose more.

Oh, dear. The bank wins.

Everyone's unlucky except the wise man.

Celebrating 300 francs.

Oh, don't be mean.

It's probably the first food he's had in days.

You wouldn't call me mean if he wasn't so young and good-looking, would you?

Bertie, I was...

Yes, you are mean now.

He is young and good-looking.

Ca...

I knew now how we would spend the night.

- You take the big room. - You take it.

All right. I'll take the big one.

No. I want it.

Then you sleep with Farouk.

Go away.

Fireworks!

Cary, I'm sorry I was so mean about that young man.

Oh, I'm not a bit interested in young men.

I guess I have a father fixation.

Damn it, Cary. I'm not as old as all that.

It's so strange.

We're gonna be married now for years and years.

Think we're gonna have enough to talk about?

We needn't only talk.

It'd be so terrible if we became a couple,

you know what I mean?

Me with my knitting and you with your paper.

- Hmm. - Or watching television.

We'll never have a television, will we?

Promise. Never.

Do you think Mr. Dreuther's there yet?

No idea. He'll probably sail in at dawn.

What if he's late? He's our witness.

So, we get married without him.

We can always find a witness. That's all right, then.

Cary, what are you doing?

What are you gonna... Cary! Cary! Cary, for God's sake!

Darling, please, don't look down.

Don't argue.

- Ah, come here. - I'm here.

They must have thought us crazy when they came to do the rooms.

Three beds for two people, and not one of them slept in.

I'm telling Aunt Marion what a terrific honeymoon we're having.

Postdate it. You don't want to shock her.

I already did.

Look at that old fool scribbling away, working out a roulette system.

Must tax his brain.

Still, I'd really like to see one.

Make up one yourself. Numbers are what you're good at.

Or one of the things.

Actually, I suppose I could.

Oh, no. Don't. Please.

Pretending to be rich is okay, it's fun,

but I wouldn't want to end up like those horrible people.

Promise me we'll never be like that.

Yes. Well, there's... there's no fear of that.

Well, we were nearly broke and quite forgotten.

What was Dreuther up to on his yacht,

playing bridge with the social lines?

Or perhaps he really did have a cargo of starlets,

all half-naked, reading Baudelaire.

Bertie, what are you thinking?

Hmm?

Well, if Dreuther's not coming, he's not coming.

And we've got 20...

Wow.

Uh, monsieur, a little faster, please.

So fast. So quick.

And they lived unhappily ever after.

- That's my favorite. - Unhappily?

They came so fast, so fast, so quick...

Cary, don't be superstitious today.

Please. There's a lot of sense in superstition.

How do you know that fate isn't trying to sending us messages that we can be prepared?

Fate. Oh, my God, it's ten-to.

You can't cheat fate.

Next we'll be seeing a cross-eyed man.

A cross-eyed man? Is that bad? Bad?

You call yourself superstitious? That's the unluckiest...

Cary! Stop, stop, please!

S'il vous plaît! Stop!

Come on, we've got to run!

Why bother? It was quite obvious our marriage was unlucky from the start!

I'd rather be unlucky with you than lucky with anyone else!

Come here.

Has anyone else have arrived at their wedding

actually in bed? Could anything be more romantic?

From now on, brass beds will always be lucky.

Yes. Oui.

Oui.

I don't feel married, do you?

Uh.

All right. Thank you. That's very nice of you.

Thank you. Merci. Merci. Merci.

It's, uh, for our luck.

I think we'd better take care of it, don't you?

It's fun not feeling married.

A single room, monsieur?

Yes.

One room. Just a bed, really.

One room. For you and mademoiselle.

Madame now.

Oh, congratulations... ...sir.

Madame. And the best of luck.

Thank you.

Should we have come in here? Yes, of course, we should.

It's our wedding day.

And now, we're married, Mrs. Bertram,

I would like to say,

I'm going to keep a very close eye on the household accounts.

You're kidding?

Well, at least till Dreuther gets here.

Now I feel married. Good.

There you are, sir.

Everything included. Thank you.

Yes.

Everything included.

Absolutely. Thank you.

Bertie, you look terrible. What's the matter?

Uniforms.

I've always hated uniforms. Why? What's wrong with them?

They know we can't pay the bill.

Oh, my God.

Bertie, let's just go. Don't look at them.

Oh, Mr. Bertram? Just one minute.

There's a cable for you.

Thank you.

"Thanks for yours of the second."

"Dreuther at sea and out of touch."

"Congratulations to bride and groom."

"Irene Bullen."

Hey, young man. You know Dreuther?

Yes. I work for him. Why? You're with Setra?

Yes. Then you don't work for him.

- You work for me. - Why? Who are you?

A.N. Bowles. That's who I am.

Come, nurse.

Mr. Bowles, sir.

Don't trust Dreuther, young man. He'll eat you for breakfast.

Who's that horrible old man?

That horrible old man was A.N. Bowles.

Who's that? That horrible old man could ruin Dreuther.

He holds the balance of power at Setra.

If Bowles sold his shares, then God help Dreuther.

GOM, "grand old man."

Too grand to remember his own promises.

The gamblers were like philosophers,

patiently trying to solve a mystery.

Strange how the belief persisted that you could beat the bank

if only you had the perfect system

that a game of chance could be persuaded and predicted

like punching buttons on my adding machine.

And then...

I realized something, like an answer to a prayer.

I was a far better mathematician than any of these.

Did you see that?

There's a system for you, he just let her take it.

It's charity. It's lucky.

It's like touching the knee of the horse.

I could do that.

You cannot. That's begging. I'm not having my wife beg.

Your wife? We were only married three days ago, and we're already broke.

Impressed, huh?

There's gotta be something we can do.

Eh, madame, there is.

Eh, perhaps I am unpardonably intruding, but you have had ill success at the tables, yes?

And I carry with me good tidings, sir and madame.

Thank you. We were just going.

It's better for you to stay.

I have the perfect system,

and I am prepared to let you have it for a mere 10,000 francs.

There's nothing mere about 10,000 francs.

But you're rich. You... you stay at the Hotel de Paris.

I've seen you.

Well, it's a question of currency.

I mean, you know how it is with the English.

Yeah. One-thousand francs?

Bertie... Hmm?

he's deluded. Just say no.

Sure. I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll, uh, I'll stand you a drink for it.

A whiskey.

All right, a whiskey. A double?

Great.

Suppose the number you want never comes up?

You wait!

That's, my friend, why you must have capital.

If instead of five million, I'd possessed ten,

I wouldn't now be selling you my system for a glass of whiskey.

This is a very miniscule double.

This is a very meager system. One sheet of paper?

What did you expect, War and Peace? Ha!

Go back to your mother.

There was something

in the old whiskey drinker's system,

but so many pieces were missing from the equation.

Later, cherie.

Later. On the terrace.

I think mademoiselle has played enough for one night.

It's madame, if you don't mind.

Madame. I can only spare this, but...

Oh...

Just a minute, you won 500 francs?

Yeah.

You can pay for our breakfast tomorrow.

Bertie, you are so sordid.

He looked so hungry, and he's got a mind above money,

or he wouldn't have given me his last francs.

It's all right, I expect he was making a pass.

You are so sexual.

He was far too hungry to make a pass.

They say starvation sharpens the passions.

Okay, this will do. What?

I'm in charge of the household accounts now.

Come on.

Now, since we're short of money, I made a decision,

there's gonna be no more meals at the hotel. Only breakfast,

we'll keep that up just for appearances.

Cary, we can't live on coffee and rolls.

Maybe milk. It's more nourishing.

What we're gonna do when our honeymoon's over?

Go directly to jail, I should think.

Won't that be fun?

Cary, let me get on with my work.

Oh, my God.

Twelve... 12.

I wasn't asking for a fortune.

Just a few days with Cary free from anxiety.

Thirty-one, 31, 31.

It's one to 36.

Zero...

Bertie, wake up. Oh!

There. It's finished. Cary, I think I've cracked it.

Please, please, Cary, 1,000 francs.

That's all I need to see if it works.

We've only got 5,000 francs left.

Soon, we won't have enough for rolls.

Oh! Thank God for that!

I couldn't look at another roll after that.

Please, Cary. Just 1,000 francs. That's all.

Oh, all right.

Maybe we can have ice cream alternate days.

You know, pistachio for lunch.

One.

- Strawberry for dinner. - Mm-hmm.

Listen, if my system works, we'll be eating lobster.

I'd lost. Why wasn't my system working?

But suppose the number you want never comes up?

Ah, you wait!

That, my friend, is why one must have capital.

Twenty.

Twelve.

Twenty-three.

Thirty-one, 31, 31.

Yes!

Cary!

It works! It works!

The old fraud was right! Where's my 1,000 francs?

Oh, that was just a speculative investment.

Look, I just need 2,000 francs.

You're getting just like the others.

What do you mean? You think numbers, you dream numbers.

You wake up in the middle of the night shouting, "Zero! Zero!"

You write notes on little scraps of paper at meals!

Meals? Meal? You call them meals?

We have 4,000 francs.

It has to last us until the Sea Gull comes.

There's gonna be no more gambling, Bertie, okay? You can't cheat fate,

- It's all luck! - But, Cary...

No! Next you'll be selling your system for a glass of whiskey!

All I need is a thousand francs! That's all I need.

No!

Ah, Monsieur Bertram. We were looking for you.

Why, has Mr. Dreuther arrived?

No. Monsieur, it is the manager,

he wonders if you would be so kind to spare him a moment.

Uh, the... the manager?

Gustave, show Monsieur Bertram to the manager.

Merci. Thank you. The manager?

Cigar, Mr. Bertram?

Uh, yes, thank you.

It's very nice of you. Thank you.

The weather has not been quite so warm

as one would expect at this time of year.

Really? It's, uh...

It seems jolly nice to me.

I trust you are enjoying your stay here.

Excuse me.

Yes, very much indeed. Thank you.

And your wife, too?

Yes, she's having a w... You have no complaints then

about the food, the wine, the service?

No, no, no. No complaints at all.

I didn't think you would have, Mr. Bertram.

I know that our English clients often have trouble over currency.

A little bad luck at the tables can so easily upset their arrangements.

Hmm. Hmm. Yes. Yes, I believe so.

So, it has occurred to me that perhaps

how shall I put it? Uh...

You might be, uh, little short of funds.

Here in the principality,

we have a great tradition of discretion, Mr. Bertram.

We are the repository of many confidences.

Here's a confidence for you.

We're flat broke.

In that case...

I hope you will accept this small loan.

Mr. Dreuther is a very old client of ours,

and we should be most distressed if any friend of his failed to enjoy his stay here.

May I suggest our Chateau Gruaud-Larose 1934?

Hmm.

forty-nine, 250,000 francs?

What it is to be a friend of the GOM.

You know, I wish I liked the bastard.

How are we gonna repay it? We won't.

The GOM will repay. He kept us here.

But we'll spend as little as we can.

Yes, but no more coffee and rolls,

and tonight, my darling, we'll have our party,

the wedding party.

Ten o'clock. Time to go.

Go? It's not late. Hmm.

It's time to give the system a whirl.

If I use 200 franc tokens, we'll have enough capital.

You aren't going back to the casino?

Yes, of course I am.

But that's stealing. Cary, it's not stealing.

He gave us that money to enjoy ourselves with.

Then half of it's mine, and we're not gambling with my half.

Cary, Cary, Cary.

The system needs as much capital as we've got.

I promise to pay it back when I've won with interest.

Come on.

Please, come on.

How much do you have left?

It's all right. I know what I'm doing.

I know. It's logically impossible for you to lose.

Cary. Cary...

Here we are, sir.

Sir? Are you all right, sir?

Yes.

I'm fine. Thank you very much.

Bad luck, sir.

Don't worry, Bertie, we'll manage somehow.

It doesn't matter. We'll find a way.

Mr. Dreuther is sure to be here soon.

I don't care now if he ever comes.

Don't be bitter, darling. It happens to everyone, losing.

Losing? I haven't lost.

I've won.

You've won? Yes, five million francs.

That's, um,

4,166 pounds.

Five shillings, and throws...

Sorry, darling,

14,879 dollars and 63 cents.

Oh, by the way, you can have this back now.

It was very useful.

There's no rush, Mr. Bertram. You never know.

After all, you may still need it.

No, really. I insist.

Your Gruaud-Larose, monsieur, 1934.

I discovered that, as on the stock exchange,

money bred money.

I now used 1,000 franc squares, and at the end of the day,

found myself richer by some several million.

I don't know how he does it.

I soon doubled my winnings and found...

What deplorable luck.

that not everyone likes a winner.

By the third day,

I had joined gambling's exclusive fraternity

in the Salle Privee.

Here, use these. Thanks.

Let's go dancing later, okay?

Sorry, what?

I said, let's go dancing later.

Just a minute.

Monsieur, it's too late.

Damn. Damn!

What were you saying?

Forget it.

Let's go to Cap D'Antibes tomorrow.

We can have a picnic. Hmm. Good idea.

Why don't you? I said we, not me.

Work is work, darling. You go and sunbathe,

and I'll join you for dinner.

God, why do they call it a game of chance?

What?

Madame. Merci.

Just like school, the three R's.

Huh? I do the reading.

You do the writing, arithmetic.

I've got to perfect the system, Cary.

When's school vacation?

Oh, yes. Yes, very good.

Well.

I've brought the net gain to 15 million francs today.

I think that calls for a celebration.

How about the ballet after dinner?

I hear it's very good. Tired businessman relaxes.

A long day at the casino is actually very tiring.

I've changed the gin in it, sir. Gordon's.

Is that all right for you now?

Yes, but, uh, what's this?

Lemon peel, sir.

I'm sorry. I only started here yesterday.

Go away.

Who would think that a week ago,

we didn't dare speak to a waiter in case he gave us a check.

A little Roquefort, and some wild strawberries.

- The Gruaud-Larose '34. - Oui, monsieur.

Pour madame?

A roll and some butter, and a cup of coffee, please.

And, uh...

Oh, no, that's all. Just to keep monsieur company.

Look, this is our honeymoon.

- It's meant to be a holiday. - Holiday?

It would have been a holiday

if that bastard had kept his promise as it is.

I never had to work so hard in my life.

Yes, but you made so much money now that we could go anywhere.

Let's go crazy.

Let's take a plane to Africa tomorrow.

I can't tomorrow. It's the cycle of loss.

- The cycle of loss? - Hmm.

Of course, I'll only be using 1,000 franc tokens to reduce it,

but the system says I lose tomorrow.

Then don't play tomorrow.

I have to play tomorrow so I can lose tomorrow

so I can win the day after tomorrow.

That's the kind of routine that killed Abbott and Costello.

Drink your coffee, Cary. It's time for the ballet.

I have a headache.

Of course, you've got a headache.

You've been eating nothing but rolls.

I ate nothing but rolls for three days, and I never had a headache.

But in those days, I was in love.

She was right.

We could have taken a plane anywhere,

a holiday for months.

And yet, not to go back to the casino

was like leaving a woman untouched, untasted.

I had to know the truth

of how the wheel would spin for me that night.

At last. You couldn't go on winning forever.

Exactly. Isn't it glorious?

Madame?

Madame.

Cary!

♪ I got a need For speedin' fast ♪

♪ That ain't No truck out there ♪

♪ And you can take me anywhere ♪

♪ If that's your Jet black Cadillac ♪

Hey!

♪ Hey, hey, hey Jet black Cadillac ♪

I think it's more agreeable than the hotel.

- I think, too. - Yes.

♪ Here she comes And hit me like lightnin' ♪

♪ Ready, ready, ready for you

♪ I want to cuddle up By your side ♪

♪ Sugar babe Just wants to ride ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey Jet black Cadillac ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey Jet black Cadillac, come on ♪

♪ Ah

♪ Ah, ah, Cadillac ♪

Whoo!

Had a nice time?

Yes, Philippe and I went to Juan-les-Pins.

He told me all about his life.

If it is was madly interesting, tell me. It's very late and I have to be up early...

Up early for the casino.

No, I don't suppose you would find it interesting.

It was very simple.

But he told it with so much intensity.

He went to school in a lycée. Hmm. Most people do in France.

His parents died when he was very young.

He lived with his grandmother.

What happened to his grandfather?

He was dead, too.

The senile mortality rate is very high in France.

You can sneer and sneer.

You're not interested in anybody different from yourself.

He's young, he has no money,

and he lives on coffee and rolls.

Poor fellow.

Anyway, I'm having dinner with him tomorrow night.

Who the hell is this Philippe, anyway?

Oh, I don't think you'd remember him.

The young man at the casino bar?

Oh. Our hungry friend. So, he's paying, is he?

No, I am. I insisted. We can afford it.

He's taking me somewhere cheap,

I think, sort of students' place.

Terrific. Well, I think I'll get some sleep.

Dreuther. Yes, Dreuther.

He was the cause of our trouble.

Drat!

Nurse, go and get me some more chips.

Now, now, Mr. Bowles,

you've spent your allowance for today.

You do know what the lawyer would say?

Nonsense. Use your initiative.

Haven't you got any cash of your own?

Hey! You!

Lend me 50,000.

Sorry, Mr. Bowles. Why don't you cash a check like everyone else?

That's my affair, young man. Don't get cheeky with me.

This woman's bloody impossible. Give me a push.

Go and watch the boats, nurse. You love boats.

Mm-hmm, carry on.

Here.

Hey, not so fast.

Oui, monsieur.

Yes.

I've no time to play games. Fetch me that 50,000.

I've got 15 million.

Suddenly, an idea entered my head, so fantastic,

that it drove out all thought of Cary

and her hungry squire.

Mr. Bowles, I'm going to make you a proposition.

A proposition? Mm-hmm.

I'll give you all my 15 million tonight,

but I want your shares in Setra.

No, no, no, I won't do it.

Do you take me for a fool?

Give me the money, and stop pissing around.

Fifteen millions for your shares in Setra,

I don't call that pissing around.

I call that very generous.

You don't know what you're asking.

You'd control the company.

Precisely.

Stop. Twenty million.

You can have the shares for 20 million,

and you give me your system.

I haven't got 20 million. It's 15 or nothing.

I adore you, Cherie.

I adore everything you do, everything you say.

The way you're talking, the way you're silent.

Stop.

You can have an option for 15 million now.

Get me the rest at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow.

If you're so clever,

you've got 24 hours to win five million.

What if I don't? Then you've lost the 15 million.

You know...

Cherie, that brings us good luck.

Look, I put some of this on top of your head, behind your ears.

Having second thoughts, young man?

On the contrary.

But I'm going to need some money to play with.

You see, I can't run a system on a few thousand francs.

Pay me ten million now on account of 15.

What if I lose?

Then I'll have your wages docked for the rest of your natural life.

Still keen on the idea?

It's a deal. 9:00 p.m. tomorrow.

Ten million.

Dreuther was at sea with his headline guests

and Cary and I forgotten.

What did he care

about his deputy assistant accountant?

Well, soon he would care. Soon he would be in my hands.

So, what's the French for?

- I may live in France one day. - Oh, yes.

Who with, your starving young man?

Philippe has asked me to marry him.

But I told him there's a temporary impediment.

Your lousy French? My lousy husband.

Cary, Cary, Cary.

Cary.

Cary, let's go home.

You mean not wait anymore for Mr. Dreuther?

To hell with Dreuther.

I practically own him now.

What do you mean?

I'm going to buy Bowles' shares in Setra.

I'm going to buy him out.

You're what?

I shall control the company.

Cary, we'll be comfortably off for life.

We won't. What do you mean?

I didn't marry a well-off man.

I married a man who traveled by bus because taxis were too expensive.

Now, suddenly I wake up in bed with a man

who can buy all the fun that he wants

and his idea of fun is to ruin an old man

who was kind to him. Kind. Dreuther?

He doesn't give a damn about anyone else.

He forgot us, Cary.

He made a promise, and he forgot.

So what if he did? He meant it at the time.

He looked at you and liked you,

just like I did when we first met.

That's how human beings work, not on some damn system!

The damn system hasn't done too badly for you. Has it?

It destroyed me.

I lived for you, and now I've lost you.

- I'm still here. - No, you're not.

You're not the man that I fell in love with.

Cary...

I just wanted to give you the best honeymoon ever.

And you were brilliant, and you won a fortune.

But I don't like you anymore.

You only like losers, I suppose.

For the first time I prayed I wouldn't win.

But the devil was in my system and win I did.

I had the money to pay Bowles.

The mighty Setra Corporation was about to be mine.

You mean, you're firing me, sir?

Yes. You heard me, didn't you?

Miss Bullen. But, um...

Mr. Dreuther.

You don't remember me, do you?

Oh, but I do. I never forget a face.

Uh. When was it we last met?

My name's Bertram.

Burton. Of course, of course. Been here long?

Yes. My wife and I have been here

for quite some time.

We both hoped you'd be present at our wedding. You did arrange it.

Wedding. My dear chap, of course.

I do hope everything went all right.

I was so worried. We had engine trouble.

You know how things can be at sea.

Well, I certainly know how things can be on land.

I guess, I... Dear me, I expect you do.

I'm so sorry.

Well, you'd better get on board straight away.

Where's your wife?

We sail at midnight. Garcon!

Monte Carlo's far too much a great temptation for me.

How about you? Been losing money?

No, not exactly. On the contrary.

Good, good. We'll dine on board tonight.

Tell the hotel I'll settle your bill, of course.

No, it's all right. I can manage, thank you.

I can't allow you to be out of pocket just because I'm late.

See you on board tonight then.

Cary.

Dreuther was to blame.

He had taken me in with his culture

and his courtesy and his phony kindness.

But now I carried a knife in my mind and waited to use it.

Welcome to the Sea Gull. Where's your wife?

She's following. Oh.

You look tired.

The holiday has not done you good.

Yes, well, I've had one or two things on my mind.

Did you remember to bring the Racine?

Yes.

Mr. Dreuther, I have some news for you.

Bad news.

The honeymoon has not been a success?

You can talk freely. We're not in the office now.

Now, suddenly I wake up in bed with a man who can buy

all the fun that he wants and his idea of fun

is to ruin an old man who was kind to him.

He looked at you, and he liked you.

Just like I did when we first met.

That's how human beings work, not on some damn system.

My wife. She left me.

I'm very sorry.

If I had not been delayed, this would not have happened.

On the other hand, you wouldn't have won all that money.

Damn the money.

Do you realize she may be in bed with him at this very moment.

That may not be so bad.

So, often one has discovered how much one loves by sleeping with another.

I've had four wives.

This is only your second.

Are you sure you want her back?

Yes.

It can be very peaceful without them.

Don't you like women?

Like? No.

I like cigars. I like this yacht.

I like entertaining.

I suppose I like power.

But women. No, no. I don't like women.

One loves them and then moves on.

Otherwise, one is never free.

If you want to get on in the world, my dear boy,

give her up.

No. No, thanks.

I want Cary, that's all.

Your wife's a romantic.

No doubt this young fellow's poverty appeals to her.

You mean, he could be persuaded.

Don't use money. Money is so obviously sordid.

The coins are badly designed, and the paper is unclean.

Use those little round scarlet disks.

No gambler can resist them.

Boo!

What do you want? I'm looking for Cary.

Cary will not be here until one hour.

Well...

I don't mind waiting.

She will not be wanting to see you.

I'll tell you what.

I'm older than you, but I can still fight a bit.

So, how about if I knock you down,

you let me have half an hour with Cary.

And if you knock me down, I promise I'll go away forever.

There's no point to knock down.

I have just asked Cary to marry me.

Really?

Well...

Perhaps I should have offered you these instead.

But she's not a sack of potatoes, you know,

that you buy at the market.

And if you don't mind,

what I am working out is very complicated.

You mean, all this for half an hour?

Okay.

But you bring her back to the casino

when you have had the half hour and no more.

Understand?

No. He was the one who didn't understand.

Didn't he know that Cary loved to have ten hours sleep

and that she was so superstitious,

she wouldn't even step on cracks in the pavement?

Those were the things he ought to know

to make her happy.

What are you doing here? Where's Philippe?

At the casino.

Cary. Cary.

Philippe, I need to talk to you. I've come to say goodbye.

Not now.

I won. Ten thousand francs.

Well, congratulations. Here.

A very, very hearty congratulations.

Cary? Cary!

My system is working.

I want my money, five million.

Have you got it?

Do you still want to control the company?

No. No!

Mr. Bowles!

Sir, I've been admiring your great fortune. Yeah?

Wouldn't you like to share it? Oh. Ah, dear lady,

I would... I would very much like you to... to have this.

And... and this. In fact...

Please, all of you, take it, please.

Cary! Cary!

Oh. The station.

Excusez-moi.

Merci, madame.

One single to London. Londres, second class.

Oui.

Cary! Cary!

- Attention! - I'm sorry.

This train does stop at Nice, I suppose?

Yes. Good.

Then we won't be late for dinner aboard the Sea Gull.

The Sea Gull? Bertie, you tell me we're...

And you can wear that beautiful dress of yours.

If I come with you,

will you promise you'll throw away that system?

Yes. And you'll promise...

Yes, whatever it is. Yes, yes. Just trust me.

Why should I trust you?

Because you love me, and I love you.

To gratify your every whim,

ships come from the ends of the earth.

I'm speaking that to you, my dear, from him.

But now it's almost midnight, and I'm sure you're very tired.

Sleep well, my dear.

He said you were beautiful, but the half was not told me.

Oh... Let's go now, Bertie.

Just one minute, and he's yours for life.

Good night, my dear. Good night, Mr. Dreuther.

I've got some news for you, Burton.

I'm getting a new assistant accountant.

You mean, you're giving me notice?

Yes. You'll be needing a more generous income

now that you're married.

I'm putting you in charge of general enterprises.

We need more people like you, Burton.

People who can use their heads.

Yes.

I mean...

Thank you, sir.

Oh, by the way...

The name's Bertram, sir, not Burton.

Yes, Bertram.

Much more suitable.

The captain must take his place on the bridge.

And, um, your beautiful wife is waiting for you,

Mr. Bertram?

Yes.

There was a promise I had to keep.

I took the great system out of my jacket pocket

and tore it into little pieces.

Bertie, it's terribly cold.

It's snowing.

I'll, uh, I'll close the porthole.

No, just come back.

♪ This, my love is the point ♪

♪ All we'll ever have Is here and now ♪

♪ This, my love is our life ♪

♪ It's a lucky streak The heights ♪

♪ The tops, the clouds ♪

♪ Some poor lovers never know ♪

♪ What we know

♪ This, my love Is all we'll need ♪

♪ Wherever we go

♪ This, my love is immense ♪

♪ You have everything I have for one ♪

♪ Kiss, my love, innocence ♪

♪ It's a thing I thought

♪ I'd never feel again ♪

♪ I am dazed And I'm just like a kid ♪

♪ A kid

♪ We did our time Now you're mine ♪

♪ Wherever we go

♪ We go ♪

♪ This world Is a cocktail shaker ♪

♪ Where the winners, losers Givers, takers ♪

♪ Are just lookin' ♪

♪ For someone

♪ And you, girl You got me shook ♪

♪ So much in love I'm afraid to look ♪

♪ In case somebody stole her ♪

♪ I guess it's time I'd told ya ♪

♪ You are my love ♪

♪ You are ♪

♪ My love

♪ Some poor lovers never know

♪ What we know

♪ This, my love Is all we'll need ♪