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Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes

Trafalgar Loan Company.

No, Mr. Trent has just left for the day.

No, I'm sorry, we're just closing.

Oh, Mrs. Trent.

I'm awfully sorry. He's been very busy, Mrs. Trent,

but I think I can get him.

- Watch this one. - Alright.

Oh, blimey!

- Shall I answer it? - Say I'm gone.

Hello?

No, this is Potts speaking. Oh.

That's done it. Another twenty. I'm up.

- Mr. Trent, it's your wife. - Eh?

Your wife.

Tell her I'm...

No, it's nearly nine.

She can see through a teleph....

Hello? Hello, Mrs. Trent?

He's just coming. Yes, just a moment.

Hello, my dear.

I was just leaving. Hm-hmm... what?

Piccadilly Club? No, I'm not having none of that swanky...

Alright, alright, I'll come.

I don't think he will want to.

Gilbert, take my tip. Never marry a woman with social aspirations.

I wish I could.

Oh, Roberta.

Well, you know how I feel about that.

- You know I like you. - She used to like me too, until...

And she will again.

It's only her mother that puts foolish ideas in her head.

Come on. Piccadilly Club!

Extraordinary.

- Good night, Gilbert. - Good night, Mr. Trent.

Oh, Michael.

Sir?

Roberta and her mother want to make an early start.

Yes, we're dining at the Piccadilly Club.

Yes, I suppose I've got to thank you for that.

- Piccadilly Club! - I thought it might please the ladies.

It don't please me.

I suppose I've got to go home and get dressed in my monkey suit.

I don't think that'll be necessary, Mr. Trent.

- Oh? - Just slip on a dinner jacket.

Extraordinary.

You know, it beats me how you gentlemen

always spend your last bob in a place like the Piccadilly.

Indeed, it is a luxury you wouldn't understand.

I understand you, Mr. Ashburn.

I suppose when you marry Roberta you'll expect to be taken into the firm.

If so, I hope you won't have any difficulty in finding another job, Mr. Potts.

Thanks. But you haven't married her yet... Mike.

Oh, I'm sorry. You don't like being called Mike, do you?

Mind if I call you Ashy?

Not at all, Potty.

Sorry.

Oh, dear! Has everybody gone?

Is anybody in?

- Good evening, Sir. - Oh, thank goodness.

I must have 400 pounds at once. It's terribly urgent.

- I'm sorry, but we're closed for the day. - Oh, dear, I must be in Paris tonight.

You seem it's a matter of life and death.

My mother, my dear old mother, she's very old.

- I'm her only son. - Oh, what a pity.

I have a pair of earrings worth three times that amount.

- If you'd merely look at them, I... - Well...

Oh, thank you so much, sir.

Julie... oh, Julie, I...

Here they are. You can see that... Over here, Julie.

You can see at a glance. Absolutely flawless.

Yes, sir. Of course. Quite.

But satisfy yourself. Examine them closely.

Yes... I'd like to.

You see, absolute perfection in color, tone, texture.

The earrings, the earrings!

What? Oh, the earrings, yes...

Yes, er... quite.

They're easily worth several times 400 pounds.

If you could see your way clear, under the circumstances...

Well, uh...

Under the circumstances... 400 pounds you said?

Yes, yes...

- Your name, sir? - Paul Ducasse.

Care of Banque Commerciale of Paris.

Thank you, sir. Thank you very much, sir.

- One moment, your ticket. - Ticket, yes...

- Thank you. - And er... the collateral?

- The earrings, sir. - Oh, you're beginning, is that it?

- Naturally. - I see, but... that's not so simple.

I beg your pardon? If you'll simply ask the young lady to remove...

That's just it, you see, They don't come off.

- They don't come off? - No, she's worn them so long,

they've sort of grown in. It would require a surgical operation.

But don't let that upset you. I'm perfectly willing

to leave my niece here with the earrings.

What?

You see, it's only for a very few days.

And she doesn't mind it the least.

And I assure you she'll be no trouble at all.

No, you can't do that! Stop! Stop him!

No, wait, not you!

Oh no, you don't!

First he makes off with the money then you make off with the earrings.

Very neat.

Well, say something. What am I going to do with you?

Whatever you like. Only not out here.

- Hm? - The public.

Get back inside.

I have to find a surgeon.

Oh, you mean you want them to cut my ears.

Well, what do you suggest?

Well...

- I suggest you answer the phone. - Hm?

Hello? Trafalgar Loan Company.

- Michael, dear, you'd better meet us at the club.

Tell him you want to get a table near Lord Shelton...

so he can introduce us.

Shh, Mother!

We thought we could leave early and get a good table.

Yes, dear, yes... I understand, dear.

Yes, dear, I'll be there...

Uh... no, dear, no. Something fell, dear.

What? Oh, yes, at the Piccadilly Club.

Yes, I'll be there.

Er... goodbye.

- Me, too? - Yes... er, no!

No, I say... I... I won't be at...

- She's hung up. - Your wife?

No, she's going to be... This is none of your affair.

Essex... Essex 9834.

Well, if this is going to be personal, perhaps I'd better...

Just a minute! You're collateral, you know.

Well, why don't you lock me in the vault?

Don't be absurd!

Where are you going?

- How would I look as Rapunzel? - Rapunzel?

Yes, you know. Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair.

Here, come out of there!

What are you doing?

Now what are you up to?

You won't let me go and you won't take me with you, so...

I'm getting ready to spend the night here.

Splendid. Soon as I'm gone you'll call in your competitors and clean out the place.

You don't trust me, do you?

Not for 400 pounds. That's more than half a year's salary to me.

Who are you, anyway?

Collateral. Five percent, redeemable on call. Julie, for short.

Yes, and a lot of nuisance.

Now, why did your uncle have to light on me?

Well, perhaps he thought I'd be in good hands.

Or am I?

I wish I could get my hands on your uncle this minute.

- Well, I'm here. - Yes.

And you know what I ought to do to you? I ought to turn you over to...

Oh, Mr. Trafalgar.

You see, you can't let me get hurt, or sick, or hungry.

As a matter of fact I'm starved right now.

You should have eaten before you were pawned.

The ticket says you have to return me in as good condition as you received me.

I received you starved and I'll return you the same way.

I won't eat very much.

Please.

Oh...

What do you suggest?

After the entr�e, the Waldorf salad, Madame...

I would suggest coffee.

Oh, but I adore Baked Alaska. What do you think?

I think for a young lady who wasn't going to eat...

It isn't the cost he's worried about. He doesn't want me to get sick.

Baked Alaska for the lady and coffee for me.

Bring the telephone now.

Maybe I shouldn't have ordered Baked Alaska.

It might cost your other half of your salary.

Not at all. It all goes on the ticket...

with interest.

Oh! Well, in that case... Waiter!

- I think I... - Give the lady everything she's ordered,

including the Baked Alaska.

Make it for two, as long as I'm paying for it.

I wish you wouldn't discuss our business transactions in public.

Oh, I'm sorry, Trafalgar. - The name is Michael Reginald Ashburn.

Oh, really? I'll call you Mike.

Then people won't know it's only a business transaction between us.

You know, you act as though this were all my fault.

Well, it's certainly not mine. Your uncle tricked me out of 400 pounds.

- Mike, the public! - Thank you.

I told you we just arrived in London and...

Yes, and your uncle received a wire to say your mother had a stroke.

His mother, my grandmother.

- I haven't memorized it all. - Oh, Mike.

I wonder how much money you've already borrowed on those earrings.

Operator, give me the Piccadilly Club.

Here... don't do that.

Don't cry.

No, operator, not you.

- Here, dry your eyes. - No, I don't care if everybody notices.

Stop it, you little fool!

No, operator, I'm sorry.

Stop it! I didn't mean to be harsh.

But you must admit the whole procedure is certainly unusual.

Don't you ever do anything unusual?

Certainly not.

Don't you think you should sometimes?

Well, er...

Certainly not.

Uh, just a minute.

- What are you thinking about? - Wondering what made you tick.

Hello, hello! Why, look who's here.

I thought you'd be at the Piccadilly Club.

- Hello, Gilbert. - Aren't you going to introduce me?

I don't mean that is to suggest you'd rather not.

Of course not. Miss... er...

Mr. Potts and Miss er...

I know, I know. You know the face but you can't remember the name.

It's not that. Miss er...

Miss Rapunzel.

Oh... how do you do? Charmed, charmed. Sit down, old boy. Sit down.

No wonder you let down Roberta.

Look here, I'm not interrupting your t�te-�-t�te, am I?

Nonsense, Miss Rapunzel is a client of ours.

A client? Oh...

A client? Nice business we're in.

Well, if you're a client of ours, perhaps I can be of some assistance.

Tell me, are you going to be in London long?

Well, I don't know, that depends on Mike.

Oh, I see. Well, where are you staying?

Well, I don't know...

- I suppose that depends on... - Now you're deliberately misconstruing.

Who, me, old boy?

My dear chap, I know a wild oat when I see one.

- Now look here... - Will you gentlemen excuse me?

- Where are you going? - To telephone.

- I thought you knew nobody in London. - Well, I er...

Listen, old boy. When a lady's got to telephone, she's got to telephone.

And the booth happens to be near the exit.

Telephone right here.

He simply won't let me out of his sight.

I hope Trent appreciates the way you stick close to our clients.

Look here, Gilbert, will you run along?

Who, me? Oh, yes, I can take a hint, old boy.

Well, goodbye, miss... what was that name?

Never mind the name. Just run along. Tell Mr. Trent any lies you like.

Who, me? Now, why should I get you into trouble...

when you can do it so much better yourself?

Goodbye, old boy. And good fishing.

Oh, it's a waiter. Cheerio.

What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?

I'll discuss that with you in a moment. But first...

Can't you tell me first?

Give me the Piccadilly Club. I want to talk to Miss Trent.

- This won't take long. - How can you be so sure?

I can't imagine what's keeping Michael.

- Call him again. - What's the use? He doesn't answer.

Nonsense. If he doesn't answer, tell him he's got to.

One hour.

Lord Shelton so near and yet so far.

Yes, yes, I agree.

But of course, you know, my favorite recreation is hunting the puma.

Rufus, can't you start a conversation with him?

Who, me? What do I know about pumas?

It was such a magnificent pelt,

that the maharajah insisted upon giving me this sapphire.

Sapphire! Rufus, go on, sapphires.

- Well, now! How do you do, Henry? - How are ya?

Ten years since I saw you last.

Not since the old days at the Spotted Dog.

- That's right. - And I bet this is the missus.

- Yes.

Put on a bit of flesh, ain't ya?

- Nothing to speak of. - Same old wag, aren't ya?

Still play those practical jokes?

It was quite the most magnificent puma pelt that he'd ever seen.

Begging your pardon, sir, but talking about pumas,

do you know that you have a petrified bug in that stone?

I beg your pardon?

It's not as big as a puma, but... Here, have a look at it for yourself.

- Rufus, is this one of your jokes? - I dislike practical jokes.

I'll bet you ten quid if you can't see the bug, the money is yours.

- Let me see it. - No, no, no...

Never mind... Your Lordship, may I?

I can't see anything of the sort.

Of course not, of course not. Petrified bug indeed.

Put it up close up here... right in the eye.

Your Lordship, like I did.

Oh, yes, I see.

Very funny.

He isn't there. And I don't care if I never...

What's happened?

I don't know, but whatever it is,

your father has given us a black eye with his Lordship.

- Mother! - What?

It's always this savory. That's why they call it Napoleon brandy.

- Do you know more things? - Nonsense. Would you like some?

Oh, no, thank you. Uh...

Tell me, where do you live?

- Why do you want to know? - Aren't we going there?

- Certainly not. - We can't stay here all night.

Tell me, have you ever watched the dawn before a park bench?

No.

Well, you will.

I'm cold.

- That's too bad. - Are we going to sit here all night?

Dawns come pretty early these days.

Oh, Mike, please be reasonable. Now, why can't we...

For the tenth time, no. I'm not going to take you to my flat.

You could be in your slippers before a nice warm fire and I could...

No!

Well, if you meant to freeze me to death, why did you bother to feed me?

Here.

Climb in.

Oh, , thank you, but I don't want you to freeze.

I don't intend to.

Oh.

Oh!

Now back up.

Sit.

- Better? - Hm-hmm.

But I can't help but think how much better it would be...

For the twelfth time, no.

Could you see if there's a match in that pocket?

Never mind, I've got one.

Pardon me.

Mike.

No, for the thirteenth time.

Did anyone ever tell you you were a mule?

Did anyone ever tell you you were a pest?

All I'm asking you is to take me someplace out of this fog.

You can lock me in your kitchen, any place, as long as it's warm.

You mean that?

Any place? Just so it's warm?

Oh, yes, please.

Wait, if I catch pneumonia and die, I've warned you!

You won't catch pneumonia.

- You're going to a nice warm place. - Oh, good.

Officer, here. One minute.

- I want you to lock up this young lady. - You want me to arrest her, sir?

- Yes, in my name... - Just a moment, sir. Just a moment.

- Now, then, sir. - My name is Michael Ashburn.

Michael Ashburn.

And I want her to be kept safe under lock and key.

- In a nice warm cell. - What's the charge, sir?

uh... vagrancy.

Vagrancy? Are you a vagrant, miss?

Certainly not.

He's been trying to entice me to his flat.

- She's lying, officer. - Quiet, quiet, quiet!

I'm Michael Ashburn, general manager of the Trafalgar...

I'm Officer Salsby, District number 7. You come along with me.

No, sir...

Talk to the magistrate. He's a good listener.

London isn't safe with such men prowling around.

- Why, you brazen little... Ah, ah, ah!

- No language, if you please. - Thank you, officer.

And I hope they fine you a lot for this young man.

- 400 pounds. Good night, officer. - Good night, miss.

Don't let her get away. She's got a pair of diamond earrings.

So you wanted to rob her too!

You come along with me before I lose my temper.

- The whole thing's a misunderstanding. - Come on!

And next time don't try smart tricks on innocent young girls...

who have your number.

Quiet, Algernon, quiet! Master came home late last night.

He may not feel like music this morning.

Shhh!

Good morning, sir.

It's a lovely morning, sir.

Don't, Algernon, don't!

We have a problem.

We don't know whether to resign our position...

or to pretend we didn't notice, or...

Well.

- Good morning, Bankers. - Good morning, sir.

- Any coffee? - Oh, yes, sir, but...

- Well, get it. - We did, sir. As a matter of fact, er...

We did, sir.

- Stop staring at me as if I were a ghost. - Yes, sir, but you see...

Oh, who's that?

Whoever it is, sir, we think you ought to know that...

- Answer the door. - Very well, sir.

Oh, sir!

Hello, Roberta.

Darling!

I've been trying to get you all night.

- Are you alright? - Far from it.

- What? - Oh, I'm quite alright, dear.

You didn't turn up, I thought something terrible had happened.

It did.

- What? - Well, you know, business.

All night long?

I thought Papa ran a loan office.

If I might have a word, sir.

You might at least have telephoned.

I tried to, but I was with someone who couldn't be left alone.

- Was she afraid of the dark? - Please, sir!

Keep out of this, Bankers.

- So it was a woman, Michael. - A woman?

- What ever made you think of that? - The look on your face, for one thing.

Look at me, Michael. Who is this woman?

Now, don't be foolish, Roberta.

She was just a client that caused a lot of trouble.

- Where is this client? - She's gone. I'll never see her again.

- Do you mean that? - I'm afraid so.

- Well, of course. - Darling.

No, no, don't. I've got a cold.

Oh, poor darling. Sit down.

Only, after this, let Papa take care of the all night clients.

Sorry, mam.

If you'll allow me.

Hello.

That's what we were trying to tell you, sir.

So this is why you couldn't telephone.

Now, please, Roberta, this is as much a surprise to me as...

I understand. A surprise party.

You!

How did you get in here?

- Why, Mike, with the key, of course. - What key?

You should have rehearsed your story when you brought her here.

I didn't bring her here. I haven't been home all night.

- I've been in jail. - Jail?

Hm-hmm. For trying to lure me to his flat.

- You seem to lure easily. - Now, wait a minute.

You see those... earrings?

You couldn't bear to let them out of your sight.

Exactly. I loaned money on them before I realized

they couldn't be removed without a surgical operation.

You see, I've worn then ever since I was that high...

- That high. - Indeed!

Hello.

- Put me through to Croydon 1872. - What are you doing?

Now that she's this high, it's high time she had those earrings removed.

Hello, Surgeons Hospital?

Now don't be childish, Roberta. It's all so simple.

Now, if you'll give me time, I'll explain everything to you

to your entire satisfaction.

The earrings! By pajamas! My coat!

Julie!

93, Shaftesbury Avenue. Hurry!

- Oh, Good morning, Miss Evans. - Good morning, Maggie.

Well?

Well!

Far from it. I just got out by the skin of my teeth.

Very becoming. What happened?

His fianc�e found me in his rooms.

Here.

Take your jewelry. I don't think I'm the type.

You say his fianc�e caught you in his rooms... like that?

No. Like this.

Splendid!

And how did she take it?

She didn't.

Splendid!

I knew you could do it. Now we're all set.

- You mean that's all I have to do? - Absolutely.

You were supposed to break up the marriage and you did.

Oh, hello, Fred.

Meet the greatest young actress in London.

About to appear in the greatest revue ever seen.

Rehearsals start tomorrow.

Do you think he'll give us the money right away?

Why, of course he will. That was the agreement.

Get me Mr. Trent on the phone. Mr. Rufus Trent.

I'll call a meeting with my staff this afternoon and we'll get right down to business.

Hello, is Mr. Trent there? This is Paul Douglas.

- Just a moment. - Who is it, Meggs?

- Mr. Douglas. - Who's that?

- I can't talk to him now. - Why not?

What's the matter with you? Answer the telephone.

But I don't want to. He's nobody.

You don't want me to talk to a nobody, do you?

Take it away.

- Take it away! - I don't like the way you're acting.

- I'll take that. - No, no... alright.

- I'll talk to him. On the hall phone. - Yes, sir.

Mr. Trent will be right on.

A man can't have 5 minutes to call his own.

I might as well be living in a pub.

You act as if you did.

Sorry, Father.

Well, I'm not marrying Michael Ashburn.

What's that?

- What's the matter, dear? - I found a woman in his flat in her pajamas.

Or rather, his pajamas.

Oh!

Not the ones you gave him for Christmas, surely.

- Why, the... - Rufus! You keep out of this.

I will not. I'm just as interested as you are.

More.

Don't you worry, my dear. You can do much better.

Now wait a minute.

Before you throw away our chance to marry into a family

that goes back to the Huguenots

I don't care if it goes back to the Ark. He's not my kind.

Exactly!

There's altogether too many of your kind in the family.

You weren't really in love with him, were you, darling?

- Well, I... - Come on now. Earn up.

- It was just a blooming coat of arms. - What's wrong with a coat of arms?

Nothing! But it don't belong to a hock shop.

Loan office.

You stick to your guns, my dear. I'm behind you in this.

Oh, go on see your telephone.

- Who was the woman? - He said she was a client.

- Hello, Douglas, old boy. - I merely wanted to know...

if you were satisfied with the way we carried out your little idea.

Satisfied? That's rather mild.

I never expected she'd go so far so fast.

Then I can expect the check today?

Thank you, Mr. Trent.

Julie, we're getting the money. We're all set.

And what happens to Mr. Ashburn?

What do we care? He's nothing to us.

That's right. He isn't, is he?

So I threw her clothes out of the window and came home.

I never want to see him again.

Rufus!

Yes, my dear?

What sort of a business are you running anyway?

Loaning money on women.

Who is?

- Who did such a thing? - Michael.

- He did? That settles him! - Rufus!

Don't do anything hasty. The boy is probably upset enough.

He'll be more upset by the time I'm through sacking him.

Meggs! My hat.

- But four hundred pounds without security! - I told you, sir.

But you mustn't blame him too much, Mr. Trent.

After all, he was only helping a young lady in distress.

And, after all, she was a pippin, wasn't she, Michael?

Since when have we been loaning out money on pippins?

- I loaned the money on sufficient security. - Show it to me.

But I told you, sir. The girl has the earrings.

I see. You loan out our perfectly good cash on a pair of earrings...

but we don't get the earrings, we get a girl.

- Extraordinary. - Not we, sir. Michael.

But I must say, sir, he did try not to let her out of his sight.

Didn't you, old boy?

Mr. Ashburn, this is very painful for me.

- I'll be responsible for the amount. - It isn't the money.

It's the reputation of the Trafalgar Loan Company.

My good name, and the good name of my daughter.

Well, it looks as though there's only one thing you can do as a gentleman.

Roberta's, too. So am I, so are you.

Mr. Ashburn, we will not require your services any longer.

Oh, very well.

- I'd like to know what's going on here. - Now, Genevieve, this doesn't concern you.

Keep still, Rufus. I'd like to hear what...

Michael has to say.

I'm afraid there's very little I can say.

Certainly not.

Except that I'm very sorry I ever saw those earrings.

There! That's something.

Keep out of this, Genevieve. You don't know.

I know he's sorry.

About the girl, too.

Naturally. It's simply a case of the girl being attached to the earring.

And you getting attached to the girl.

Not at all. I haven't the least idea what she was doing in my flat.

- Oh, come now, come now. - I spent the night in jail catching cold.

Oh, that's a new name for it.

Get out!

Get out! You little pipsqueak.

I was only trying to help.

But look here, I'm running this business.

I'm surprised at you. Putting business before your daughter's happiness.

She doesn't want him. She told me so.

I'm afraid I was wrong.

- Being so suspicious. - Thank you, Roberta.

- Er... my cold. - I'll chance it.

Isn't love wonderful?

That teaches us all a lesson. Long engagements are dangerous.

Look here, there were 400 pounds attached.

We'll add it to the cost of the wedding.

Mother thinks we should set a date.

A da... a date? By all means, Mrs. Trent.

Call me Mother.

Look here, I've got something to say about all this.

You say, 'Bless you, my children', and not another word.

We'll let you know the date of the wedding.

- Come along, Roberta. - Coming, Michael?

Yes, er...

if you'll excuse us... Father.

Extraordinary!

But Mr. Trent, you promised us.

If you broke off the engagement. But it's on again. Stronger than ever.

- But we can't call the show off. - Call the show off?

- We've gone ahead with our plans. - So have they.

They're settling the wedding arrangements tonight.

- Julie. - Miss Evans.

I couldn't.

- But Julie, you agreed to. - Yes, I know, but that was...

What have you against him?

I should think you'd be proud to have him for a son-in-law.

Julie, if we don't get the money, we can't go ahead with the show.

Well, I can't.

And you'll lose the greatest part you ever had.

The greatest show that London's ever seen.

Julie, think of us. Think of all of us.

Think of my poor deluded little girl.

You should have seen her when she was about that high.

You'd have been crazy about her.

Yes, but now that she's that high, I'm not.

As a matter of fact, I'm sorry for him.

He's much too good for her.

Well, you'll really be doing him a kindness.

Think of it.

They're probably rushing him into plans for his wedding now.

- I think this one is correct, don't you? - Yes, dear.

But perhaps we'd better ask Lady Shelton tonight.

Yes, dear.

We don't want to do anything that isn't quite correct, do we?

Yes, dear.

I wonder where she could have gone.

That's just what I was wondering.

Where she could have gone with the earrings.

A girl can't go far in pajamas.

Or can she?

- Good night, love birds. - Good night.

- Oh, this is for you, old boy. - What's this?

I don't know. Maybe a wedding present.

Oh, I say, Mike. Will you lock up? Everyone's gone.

Righto, we're just going.

Who could have sent us a present so soon?

Do you suppose it's Lord and Lady Shelton?

You know, we're dining tonight with Lord and Lady Shel...

My pa...? What...?

Well! Isn't that thoughtful.

- Wait a minute. Who brought this? - I don't know. I saw it outside.

Well, good night, Mike. And don't collect any phony shillings...

or clients.

Nighty-night.

I'm glad I didn't send them in a crate.

The Piccadilly Club. That's where he's going.

- Oh, he is. - Cheerio.

- No address. - Address?

Well, we must get the earrings back, mustn't we?

Well, if she's in London, Scotland Yard will find her.

- Scotland Yard? - Mother asked them to look for her.

We must get the earrings back, mustn't we?

Yes, of course.

You know, I'm really rather excited about meeting Lady Shelton.

There are so many things I want to ask her.

Do you think we'll have time before dinner?

Plenty of time, dear.

You know, she'll know just what to do.

Roberta... Roberta, I think you'd better go on without me.

- Why, what's the matter? - Something's occurred...

To me! Something's occurred to me.

- But you look so surprised. - Yes, that's it. A little surprised.

- I remembered... I forgot. - Oh, darling. Now let me try to guess.

Hm...

- You mean flowers. - Yes, that's it.

Oh, darling.

Alright, Rogers.

- You won't be late, will you, dear? - No. Positively not.

Come out.

- Were you surprised? - What were you doing in there?

Good collateral always returns to the scene of the crime.

Look here, what sort of a game are you playing with me?

Why, Mike...

I just thought you'd like your pajamas back.

But then I heard her voice.

- Uh... did you get them alright? - In the nick of time.

I'm sorry I couldn't spare the...

Why did you run out from my flat? Where have you been?

I was scared.

But I'll come back now because I know you won't let her do...

- Where have you been? - At Percy's.

I thought you didn't know anyone in London.

I didn't. But now I do.

Oh, you'd like Percy. He's so wonderful.

You know the police are looking for you?

What? Oh, for me? Why?

For running off with those earrings.

Well, I'm here now and I'm going to stay right here with you.

- Oh, no, you're not. - Well then, don't you think...

Now be still! Let me think.

Why must you turn up every time I've got a dinner engagement?

- Can't I go to your flat? - No!

- To get my clothes, I left them... - They aren't there.

- But... - I can't find them.

- Well, let's look. - No.

- But I have to have clothes. Look... - Wait a minute!

- It's alright. Percy made it for me. - Who is Percy?

Isn't he clever? He made it out of towels and then he fastened it with safety...

Answer me. Who's Percy?

Percy... he's just Percy. And he put me up very willingly.

- Hm, I don't doubt it. - Well, I can't go flirting around the streets...

Keep it closed until you get to the hotel.

- I can't go to a hotel like this. - You can tell them the luggage is coming.

I haven't any money.

Here.

You see, I'll have to have clothes, otherwise I'll just...

You can buy yourself some clothes at Lady Parley's on Grosvenor Street.

Charge it to me.

Thank you, Mike dear.

I'll put it on the ticket.

Oh.

- Here, what are you doing? - I'm hot.

Put that coat on. - I can't help it. I'm hot.

- Will you stop it! - Oh, I can't help it.

What's the matter with you?

I guess in the park I must have caught a cold.

Keep that buttoned up until we get to the hotel.

- It's nothing. I'll be alright. - You little idiot.

Running around in Turkish towels.

You'll catch a death of cold.

Why, it's suicide.

I'm susceptible to pneumonia, but I'll get over it.

Taxi!

- I'll go to a Turkish bath. - You'll do no such thing.

But I don't want to go to the hotel all alone.

- Take this lady to the Victoria Hotel. - No, no, the Excelsior Turkish bath.

- Victoria Hotel. - Excelsior Turkish bath.

Get in! Victoria Hotel.

- I'll see that you get there. - Oh, thank you, Mike.

Put her right down here, sir.

- Was it an accident? - No, she fainted.

I'm afraid she's very ill. I'd better go for the doctor.

- No! I don't want a doctor. There, there, dear.

I won't have one. I detest doctors.

- Oh, they make you sick... - There, there, it's alright.

Now, you step outside, sir, and let me handle this.

I used to be a practical nurse. It'll be alright.

- Is she delirious? - No, she doesn't even look feverish to me.

And if there's no fever, there's no worry.

Well, I've got an important engagement. I hope she's not very ill.

- Oh, no...! - You let me handle it.

It looks to me like a bit of hysterics.

Pardon me, sir. Would you care to register?

- Who, me? - Now, you let me look after her, sir.

I'll look after her.

- Register? - Yes, sir.

Your luggage is coming, sir?

My luggage? I have no... Oh, yes, the luggage is coming.

Well, well!

See who's here.

- My, my. - Gilbert!

- What are you doing here? - Just visiting a friend, old boy.

What are you doing?

- Are you spying on me? - Spying?

Has he done anything that needs spying on?

- I'll come down later and attend to this. - Yes, sir...

Yes, of course. But this is most unusual, sir.

Most unusual.

Now, you're not going to get yourself all worked up.

You don't want to bother your old husband, do you?

What? Oh, my husband.

And you don't want him to miss his important engagement, do you?

Oh, no, I wouldn't think of it.

You know, he's a nice young man, that.

He deserves a nice steady wife.

Hm-hmm, that's just what I think... Oh!

- And that's what he meant by unusual. - I see, you mean there isn't a lady in it.

Of course not.

I take it you haven't been married very long.

- Oh, no, no... - I thought not.

- Is this your first fainting spell? - Yes, it is.

Well, there's nothing to worry about.

Particularly if you haven't got a fever.

I felt you hadn't. You're cool as a cucumber.

- And that's all there is, you see. - I see.

You can come in now, sir. The little lady's all ready.

Now I know what you mean by unusual.

She doesn't know that your friend is a man.

Goodbye, old boy. And happy landing.

I'll get her a robe. And if you'll take my advice, sir,

- ...you'll treat her firm. - What?

Of course, I know it's very hard for a man to understand a woman,

especially when he hasn't been married very long.

Of course, I wouldn't know. I haven't been married at all.

Of course...

Now what is the matter?

Don't worry about me.

I've been a bother to you ever since you met me.

Nonsense.

- Now look, I have an engagement. - And I want you to keep it.

I'll be alright... ohhh.

Now, there's no fever.

- You're burning. - Hm-hm...

- Look here, I'm going to get a doctor. - Oh, no...

she's sending for one.

Mike, you won't leave me alone till the doctor comes, will you?

Of course not.

That's all I want. You just stay here till the doctor comes.

Mike, is pneumonia catching?

- No, you haven't... - Would you be afraid to kiss me?

Why, no. Certainly not.

Oh, dear, sir. What ever happened?

I don't know. It seems to be some sort of a game.

Whatever it is, I'm not going to fall for it.

Oh, sir. Have you hurt yourself?

- Table for one, sir? - No... is Mr. Ashburn here yet?

Not yet, sir. His table is right over there.

All right. I'll find it.

- You see, by this time the lion... - Hello, Roberta.

I just looked up from my lonely dinner and I was so surprised.

And then I remembered you did say something about having dinner with Mike...

Oh, where is Michael?

- He's coming. - Don't tell me he's let you down again.

And his Lord and Ladyship, I hear. I take it this is Lord and Lady Shelton.

- Mr. Potts. - Charmed. Charmed.

My father's clerk.

Then perhaps you may know what's keeping Michael.

Well, you never know what's keeping Michael do you, Roberta?

Now, if he doesn't turn up and you want a fourth, I shall...

- Hello, Gilbert. - Oh... oh, hello.

Very good of you, but you won't be needed now.

No. you can go back to your lonely dinner.

Yes, well I... Very nice to have met you, it's...

nice to run into people.

You can serve dinner. I'm so sorry I'm late.

It's quite alright, my dear fellow.

I was just telling Miss Trent about hunting puma.

Basil always brings out his pumas when the social scene becomes tense.

You can put them away, dear.

Michael is here and we've all forgiven him, haven't we?

Of course. We didn't realize it would be so difficult finding a flower store.

Oh, I forgot. I'm so sorry, I...

You see, Roberta, it's this business. - Another bit of walking collateral?

Really, I don't think Basil and Ines would be interested...

Oh, but it's fascinating. Walking security?

A pair of earrings about which Roberta has the most absurd suspicions.

- Michael, she's back! - Well, er...

So that's why you forgot about my flowers, about me.

Well, here was I and here was the puma...

Couldn't let her die of pneumonia in the office.

So she was there. That's why you got rid of me.

And my number one boy, a faithful fellow, was over here.

- The girl had to be put to bed. - By you?

- Yes, no, by the chambermaid. - So you took her to a hotel.

...the lion, the angry brute, and over here, the ferocious puma.

I don't know whether you're familiar with the puma's...

Now, don't let it spoil our evening, Roberta.

Well, of course, you did get here.

So I called for my puma gun, but unfortunately the boy had forgotten to load it.

Table for two, please.

- Have you a reservation? - No.

My interest in the girl is purely professional, I wish you'd believe me.

Oh, I do, Michael, I do...

- You say she was very ill? In bed? - On the verge of pneumonia.

Oh, hello, Mike!

- And Miss Trent, how are you? - Splendid, thank you.

You seem to have made a speedy recovery.

Oh, it was only a little chill. Mike worries so about me.

Now, when Percy came, he saw that all I needed was a little diversion.

We'll take that table over there.

I know Mike doesn't like to let me out of his sight.

Oh, do sit down.

And don't worry about Percy.

Our relations tonight are purely professional.

The walking collateral, I take it.

The lady who arouses so much purely professional interest.

- You were talking about the leopard. - Oh, the puma, my dear fellow, the puma.

- Are you quite satisfied with me? - Oh, quite. I think you're charming

- Michael! - I don't like that fellow.

I don't see that it concerns you.

He's not going to steal the earrings.

- Sorry, where were we? - Here was I and here was the puma.

A cigarette?

Louder and funnier.

Will you be needing me the entire evening?

Oh, yes indeed. Maybe longer.

You know, the longer you have me, the cheaper I get.

What a curious couple. I don't understand.

Ask Michael. He can explain away anything.

Oh, Mike. You know, I didn't want to impose on Percy's friendship,

so I hired him for the evening. He's a professional escort.

My card. I hope you will be satisfied with my services.

- I'm not interested. - You should. You're paying him.

I most certainly am not. And what's more...

I mean, I'm paying him with the money you gave me.

- You gave her money? - I'll explain later. You see...

Perhaps you'd like my card, Miss Trent?

Oh, do take it. You know, in case your escort doesn't show up sometime.

In case he's detained by business.

No! Oh, let's go somewhere else.

What do you say, my dear fellow. How about the Barclay?

What? Yes, if you wish.

I suppose you'd rather stay here.

Oh, waiter, the bill.

- The bill, sir? - The bill!

Before you go, I want to thank you.

Lady Parley turned the shop inside out the moment she heard you'd sent me.

You won't let her charge too much for these things, will you, Mike?

- Waiter, put it on my account. - Yes, sir.

Coming, Michael?

She has him bewitched.

Now look here.

Some other time, Mike. We're going to dance now.

- Michael, you either come now or else... - Roberta, this is business.

I must watch those earrings. I'll be there.

Well I won't be there.

- Would you like to earn ten pounds? - Why, yes, miss.

You see that young lady with the earrings?

But Mike, I want to get my money that's with you. I'm paying him by the hour.

- Come along. - But Mike...

the longer I hold him, the cheaper it gets. If I hold him all night...

you can see the advantage of it, can't you, now?

Mike, really, you know, you are being...

How much does the young lady owe you?

Three pounds ten shillings as of this minute.

Here you are. Now get out.

As of this minute.

- This address, tomorrow morning. - Yes, miss.

Now I want the whole truth, if you're capable of it.

Well, you see, uncle and I had just...

I know all about your uncle and grandmother.

- What I want to know is... - Oh, you mean about my being here.

I mean everything.

Oh, well, that's very simple.

I didn't want her to marry you.

What?

Well, I don't think you could be happy with her. Do you?

I never heard anything quite so...

But you admitted you were in a rut, Mike.

- I did? - You as good as admitted you were.

You were in a rut, weren't you?

- Well, uh... - I just wanted to make you realize it.

Mike, you don't want to be married just for your name, do you?

- Uh, Mike... let's dance. - No, I'm going to take you home.

Oh, Mike, just one dance before we go. Please.

- I'm not in the mood. - Oh, but you'll like it.

- Now look here... - Mike, the public!

You little brat!

You'll be glad to know uncle's coming back tomorrow.

Good.

If you had to put up with me much longer,

I'd drive you mad, wouldn't I?

Wouldn't I?

- Is this unusual enough for you? - Hm-hmm.

- Cold? - No.

- Comfortable? - No. Miserable.

This fog.

Nice, friendly little fog.

It's beastly. It makes you want to say things.

- What sort of things? - Oh, things that might hurt.

Julie, what's on your mind?

Some other time, Mike. Let's don't spoil this.

- Julie. - Yes, Mike.

You know, when we loan money on things,

they have to come to us free and clear of encumbrances.

- Oh! - Oh...

Oh, no, Mike, it isn't that, it's...

Mike, I want to tell you something.

Some other time. Don't let's spoil this.

Oh, no, Mike, I...

I want you to know. I can't go on...

Hey, what are you doing? You want to wreck me?

Fine driving I calls it...

- What do you mean by... - Don't you ask any questions!

- I'll take those earrings. - Now look here!

- Do I have to coax? - But they don't come off.

- No? - They've grown into her ears.

- It would take a surgical operation... - Well now, that's right in my line.

Please, Mike, wait!

They come off.

Yes, Mike, that's what I was going to tell you.

Everything about you is a lie.

Come on, hand over, hand over...

You're not even clever. Two more of your uncles.

Gentlemen, won't you escort your niece?

- Come on!

- Cabbie, open up. - Oh, Mike, you must try to...

Get out! Aren't you going to get out?

- But Mike, please, you... - Very well, then.

- Cabbie, here you are. - Mike, please.

- Please listen. - Don't worry. I won't turn you in.

I'll let you get away with the money and the earrings.

I'm well out of it.

I was going to ask you to marry me.

Driver. Drop her off at the thieves' market.

Take me off to Police Headquarters. Hurry!

Yes, miss.

The rascal. Thank you.

Yes, I'm glad you can laugh.

I'm still too furious of Rufus Trent.

If only I could get my hands on him, I'd...

Oh, good evening, Inspector.

- Mr. Douglas, Inspector Jones. - Good evening, sir.

I don't want to waste a lot of your time, Miss Evans...

- You caught the thieves? - Well, not quite.

Do you happen to remember a waiter that night,

who might have followed you?

- A waiter? From here? - Yes.

Yes, I did notice a waiter.

We may have some news for you very shortly.

I wish you hadn't called in the police.

What do you care about Trent's old earrings?

- I don't, of course, but...

- But Michael thinks I'm a thief. - What does it matter what he thinks?

It doesn't. I don't care anything about him.

Yes, I'm sure you don't.

Oh, how nice. Who are they from?

- The gentleman sent a note. - Oh, thank you.

Oh, listen to this.

'Hold everything. I have another plan. Rufus Trent.'

- Mr. Trent and his plans. - Is he out there?

Yes, sir. With a large party. Looks like a wedding party.

- It's Mike and Roberta. - Oh, now, now, now...

Julie, you know you don't care anything about him.

Of course, I don't. But no matter what Michael thinks of me,

he didn't have to go back to Roberta.

Wait a minute. I've got an idea.

Julie, we're going to get our money.

I'll show Mr. Trent that he's not the only one who has a plan.

Darling, I've never seen you drink so much.

I never had so much reason for drinking.

More champagne. I've got a surprise for all of you.

- I found the most adorable castle. - What?

We're going to give it to the young people for a wedding present.

It's not very far outside of London. I'm sure you'll both adore it.

Michael, isn't that wonderful?

What? Yes, jolly. Thank you very much.

Not at all. I know we'll all be very happy there, won't we?

All of us? Waiter. More champagne.

- I'll take that. - Oh, it belongs to Mr. Trent, he...

he had to go to telephone.

In dressing room B? Pardon me, please.

I've got a bit of telephoning to do meself.

- Basil. The pumas, dear. - Oh, quite, quite...

Well, here was I and here was the puma.

- What's the idea? - Just a little plan of mine, Mr. Trent.

Won't you sit down?

Whatever your plans are, gentlemen, please don't include me.

Look, I know you're mad with me, but a man must protect his interests.

The subject is closed.

- Why, don't you want the money? - Yes, and we're going to get it.

Either you pay up, or I'm going to sit down to tea with your charming wife

and tell her a little story.

- Hah! Blackmail. - Not at all.

But a man must protect his interests.

My pen, Mr. Trent.

Extraordinary.

Thank you, Mr. Trent. The money will come in very handy.

You understand, my wife is not to know a word about it.

She won't know from me. Not a word, not a syllable.

- What is this I'm not to hear about? - Now, now, Jenny...

- Why were you giving these people money? - You see, Mrs. Trent,

- I'm an old friend of Mr... - And this, I daresay, is another old friend?

I'll tell you who I am. I'll tell you everything...

Now, now Julie. Don't excite yourself. I'll tell Mrs. Trent.

- The truth? - Of course.

You see, I'm Miss Evans' manager.

She came to your husband's office with a pair of earrings.

Oh, so you're the one who's been trying to make trouble in my family.

Yes, that's it. You see,

Mr. Trent was afraid that we might interfere with your daughter's happiness

so, he's just paid us off.

Oh, is that true?

Of course, what's money when my daughter's happiness is at stake?

- Ready, Mr. Douglas. - Thank you. Are you ready, Julie?

Rufus, why didn't you tell me?

My dear, it's time you learned to trust me.

Ladies and gentlemen. We call this little entertainment...

a waistcoat, or a vest pocket, of you.

Because, while not conspicuous, it's something you wouldn't be without.

As a matter of fact, we should have specified it

as a full-dress vest pocket of you,

because it's something you only see on special occasions.

However, we hope you all enjoy it, find it well-tailored,

perfectly fitting and full of change.

Thank you very much.

# Cheerio! # # It's time to start the show #

# The mood is unsusceptible # # You'll find it most acceptable #

# With songs that will be delectable #

# Go on, on with the show #

Never mind about the paper flag.

Have you got the right cue for the spot?

How do you do, Mr. Ducasse?

Come along, Rufus.

- How is your mother in Paris? - Michael, what are you doing here?

- I want to speak to this crook. - Shhh! There's a show going on.

I tell you, Mr. Trent, I will not lie to anybody about Mike.

As I told you before, I don't see why you want to break up

your daughter's marriage to a nice boy like Michael.

- Julie. - Pardon me.

Wait a minute.

The show must go on.

So! That's what you were up to.

You miserable pawnbroker!

Our one chance to get into Burke's peerage and...

Quiet, please. There's a show going on!

# Can this be love # # What are these symptoms of? #

# No appetite, no rest at night # # when stars are right above #

# What is this thing that changes us all? #

# Turns winter and fall into spring #

# What can it be # # that makes this change in me? #

# Is it, by chance, this new romance # # a blessing from above? #

# Why do I dare # # go walking on air? #

# Of course, it must be love #

No, sir. I didn't really steal no earrings.

- That's not in my line. - Miss Evans is the best judge of that.

- She put in the complaint. - I was with Miss Evans.

- That's the man, alright. - No, no, wait.

There she is. Tell him, miss.

Tell him as how you told me to do it.

- What? - She promised me ten quid.

Said it was a practical joke.

Ask her. She gave me the money when I brought the earrings.

Oh, so that's what you were up to. Aiding and abetting a highway robbery, eh?

Inspector, better lock her up.

Michael, I thought if she didn't have the earrings,

you wouldn't have any excuse for seeing her.

We wanted to break it up somehow.

Really, Mrs. Trent, a name isn't worth all that trouble.

They can be bought for a penny a dozen. But not this one.

- Now look here... - I've got to talk to Julie.

- But you have to wait. - What I have to tell her can't wait.

Oh...

Julie...

Julie, listen.

- Julie, forgive me. - Get out! Get out!

Not on your life.

- Julie, I've learned everything. - You're ruining my number.

I'm not! I'm just as good as they are. Better!

I agree to see the Inspector on one condition.

That... Ah, here's Gilbert now. Ask him.

- Gilbert... - I'll ask him.

Gilbert, will you come for dinner tomorrow night?

Who, me?

Now you.

Gilbert, we'd all love to have you come to dinner with us.

Oh, thank you very much. I...

I'd like to... Yes...

Julie, I love you.

- It's a fine time to tell me. - I just realized it.

If you ruin this dance, I'll kill you.

It doesn't matter to me. I'll kill myself.

He dances like a one-legged puma.

# What can it be # # that makes this change in me? #

- Julie, you must listen to me. - You're mad.

- Yes, stark raving mad. - And I like it.

Mike, the public.

Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes

Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes