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Innocent and lovely, you're all a girl should be.

You're so ripe and plentiful, the perfect fantasy.

Let me be the one just for you.

Let me be the first just for you. To have you

and hold you.

When you close your eyes, your life becomes a dream.

And you're the one that wants me to satisfy her needs.

You can count on me just to give you what you want, just to

love you and make you mine

free.

Make believe there's danger.

Someone captures you.

You're the unclaimed treasure that I come to rescue.

You can count on me, just stay.

To give you what you want, just stay.

To love you and move you.

Open up your eyes, Justine.

Time to realize, Justine, I'm here for you.

Madame Souvet, I was just... I know exactly what you were doing.

Now get about your business.

Yes, madame.

Justine.

Yes, madame Souvet.

Aren't you supposed to be at Professor Robeson's lecture?

I'm sorry, madame. I'm on my way.

It was extensively excavated back in 1809, before the Gulf War started.

Many finds of great archaeological importance were made.

But... Sorry, Professor Robeson. I was up late last night studying.

It's all right, Justine.

So, as I was saying, despite these finds, no evidence ever turned up of the

legendary treasure of Hajif.

But recently, Fresh evidence was uncovered in the foothills of the Dharam

Desert. Now, I hope to fly out and take a look at this new evidence and ask

permission myself.

What is the treasure of Khajiit?

Mostly religious artifacts, but according to 9th century Islamic

writings, it contains the eye of Hajar.

Yes, Justin?

Wouldn't his eye have decomposed since the 9th century?

The eye of Hajar is a diamond looted from the great temple of what is now

Damascus.

And in antiquity, it is also called the third eye of God.

And it is said to be priceless.

I wish I could go to the desert with Professor Robeson. How exciting.

Bedouins, sandstorms, ruins.

Sand, please.

Camel droppings. No showers.

No thanks.

Ursula, you're so unromantic.

I'm sorry. I seem to be lost.

I'm looking for Professor Robeson. Oh, Professor Robeson? He's in that next

building. I'll show you where he is, okay?

Oh, my God.

Professor Robeson.

He's in great danger.

I'll get you a doctor.

Too late.

Listen to me.

My name is Clark.

Mr. Robert Clark.

You must find Robeson.

Warn him.

Warn him about the big sweep.

Madam Dupre.

Justine, what's the matter?

Wait, Professor Robeson. He's not in his office.

He's on his way to Duran, I'd say.

Then there's only one thing to do.

Even so.

Even Zona.

I'm told that you are in need to shake my mood.

People say many things.

With me, it is perhaps, perhaps not.

I must speak with him.

Speak with his secretary.

Urgently.

I will see that your name... He's put on the list of petitioners.

I must see him today.

It is said, gifts are like gifts from the gods

for those who thirst power.

Yes, Miss. Professor Robson is a guest here.

I must speak with him immediately.

Oh, I see. Well, I believe he's napping.

Perhaps you can come back around supper?

Please. I'm one of his students.

Bring something?

It has happened before, I assure you.

A beautiful tourist.

A nice flight attendant.

One day, touring the old country.

Next day, mysteriously disappeared.

important. All right. Wait here.

The sheik has a certain hunger for, shall I say, tasty morsels?

And this gift would buy me an audience?

Sir, even a camel knows which way his spit will fly.

And sometimes he takes careful aim.

Excuse me, miss.

I couldn't help but overhear you.

I happen to know where Professor Robeson is right now.

If you'll follow me.

Oh, she was just here.

Most important, she said.

A beautiful young girl.

Yeah. Perhaps she stepped outside, eh?

Take off your robe.

No sign of her. But if she comes back, tell her I'll be returning this

afternoon.

Sheikh Mahmood, I am most grateful for your time.

Welcome to my home, Professor Robeson.

Please, sit down.

Fatima, what kind?

You must forgive my indulgence with the costumes, Professor.

I have a sentimental weakness for the old ways, especially with my women.

My grandfather's had the right idea of how to live, eh?

Good food, fine clothes, obedient wives.

So you want to excavate a site on my family's land, Professor?

Well, I must stress the historical importance of this project.

Is it true you hope to find the treasure of Khajiit?

Well, from the evidence we've gathered so far...

My colleagues and I believe we may have a map to another treasure room.

So, it's quite possible.

And with it, the third eye of God.

Well, if it exists.

And if it does, I would like to be the man to place it into your care.

Not into the care of some foreign museum as half the treasures of Egypt would

care for?

Forgive me.

An urgent matter has arisen.

Please allow my servants to entertain you in my absence.

I shall be but a moment.

This is Mr.

Nyquist, sire.

He has brought you a gift of the purest quality.

The purest quality, you say? Like the driven snow.

Snow. So lovely.

So rare in my country.

I'm charmed.

Take her.

Bathe and anoint her.

But gently, with care.

Her spirit is mine.

I will not have a single blemish on her tender young flesh.

A gift pleases me, but I cannot accept it unless I give something in return.

What is your pleasure?

Professor Robeson, I trust you were not bored while I was away?

Well, I thank you for your hospitality.

We were discussing the excavation.

Ah, yes. The quest for the Eye of Azhar.

You have my permission.

You won't regret it, Your Highness.

You'll have full reports. My permission to excavate the site in collaboration

with Mr. Nyquist.

Mr. Nyquist is chairman of the Archaeological Institute at St. James

University.

I thought that was Sir Robert Clark.

Have you not heard?

Sir Robert was...

Stabbed to death recently.

It was a terrible tragedy.

My God.

This will speed things up, will it not?

Two experts working together in concert.

Yes, of course. Of course, I'd be happy to work with Mr. Nyfest.

Fear not, my lovely.

His Highness is often...

Capricious.

So your stay may not be for long.

Tonight, you are number one.

Tomorrow, number 69, perhaps.

Or perhaps not.

It is a joke.

I don't get it.

You will, my lovely.

You will.

Listen, my Sheik delights in sweet things.

I am to be his. Tonight.

But I've never... I'm still a... That is the attraction.

Please, you must help me.

My Sheik does as he wishes, but there is a way, perhaps.

Eat none of these, but make certain that he does.

Then what?

Trust me.

There.

This poor sod was probably a worker who was beheaded to keep the secret of this

cavern. Then the eye of Hajar must be close by.

What is your name, child?

Justine. Justine.

Sweet, sweet Justine.

You'll have to forgive me.

Why? This is all new to me.

You will find that I am an expert tutor.

I want to please you.

Really?

Some candy?

Sweets from the sweet, eh?

This tires me.

Go hide in the air and do not try to escape. The doors are locked.

Why are you doing this for me?

Not for you. For me.

I love him.

Justine, who are you talking to?

Oh, no one, my lord. Take a minute.

The eye.

The eye of Hajar.

It's not as large as I imagined.

It's not as large as history that makes it valuable.

Sheikh Mahmoud must be told at once.

I'll go.

You remain and guard the stone.

I've sent a message to Sheikh Mahmoud to inform him that the eye has been found.

The captain here will stand guard over it until the Sheikh arrives.

Where is the eye?

Where is the eye?

What have you done with it?

My lord, pity on the poor girl.

She is exhausted.

Your efforts last night were so magnificent and so frequent.

I was magnificent, eh?

Judging from the cries of joy.

And many times?

I lost count.

Yes, I seem to recall. I was magnificent.

She's right.

Rest and recuperate.

We'll see you again very soon, eh?

Sheikh Mahmoud.

Forgive me for disturbing you, but I have important news about the IFHR.

You found it?

Yes and no.

If you'll come with me, I'll explain.

It was Professor Robeson.

He was left alone with it.

I left... Robes him with the eye of Hajar.

And then I ran to summon your highness and the captain.

That is correct, sir. And when we returned, he claimed to no longer have

it and started telling this ridiculous story.

It's not ridiculous.

It was taken by whomever knocked me out. Oh, yes, this mysterious someone who

knocked him unconscious but left no mark or lump.

Wait a minute.

I wasn't struck.

I was gripped.

I was squeezed, strangled. Oh, please, this is embarrassing.

Sheik, I swear to you.

Have your men search the excavations.

Find the diamond.

We will find the stone, Professor.

Or you will suffer the same punishment as all thieves who are caught in my

land.

You can hide in the harem until I find a way to smuggle you out of here.

Before you arrived, I was my master's favorite.

With you gone, he will be again at my bed.

Call your man with the car and let's leave as soon as possible.

But the diamond... You have it?

Prove this to me.

I must be assured of my share.

Once the sheik knows I have betrayed him, I will need a new living.

Don't be so nervous. I have the Sheik convinced that Robeson is responsible.

They'll be cutting that poor bastard's hand off before sundown. Still, it is

possible to walk across the desert if you are so inclined.

All right.

Here.

The Eye of Hajar.

The eye has not been found.

I give you one more chance to confess your crime.

Johannes, I can only tell you what I know.

That is the truth.

Very well.

You leave me no choice.

Is there anything you wish to say now?

You know a good prosthetic's aging.

Stop! I have the eye of the Hajar.

Nyquist had it, not him. Let him go now.

You expect me to believe this when you have a diamond? You conspired together.

Grab them.

Right.

You saved my life.

Well, my hand, anyway.

I owe her a little something, too, Professor Robson.

I'd like to pay her back right now.

It was you who killed Clark, wasn't it?

It took you this long to figure it out, eh, Professor?

I thought you were an intelligent man.

And you rendered me unconscious in the catacombs.

The fun of it was seeing you and the sheet hung out to dry.

I wish I had that on tape.

Enough of the chit-chat, Robson.

We'll meet again, Robeson.

In conclusion, archaeology is not, as some movies would have you believe,

a glamour-filled treasure hunt.

It is, in fact, a precise science aimed at uncovering our human history.

Justine, can you tell me the difference between archaeology and anthropology?

Justine?

Justine?

Saved by the bell. Perhaps she can tell us tomorrow.

Good afternoon, Klaus.

And where were you this time?

No, let me guess.

Off on a sailboat in the South Pacific with Robeson with a month's supply of

coconut?

Coconut?

Not even close.

Are you coming?

I'll catch up later.

Must be a good book.

Hmm?

Oh, it's excellent.

Action, history, romance.

Any sex?

Ursula, the whole world doesn't revolve around sex.

Shows how much you know.

Thank you.

Your hands Imagining my body Your eyes

Watching everything I make Your heart Is beating

with the fire

My hands are trembling and my heart...

Ah, Colonel Walsh.

So good of you to come.

An invitation to your home, sir, is a rarity not to be refused.

May I offer you a refreshment?

Well, thank you.

Two fingers of Kentucky's finest would hit the spot.

Neat.

Yes, sir.

Have a seat. Thank you.

You've brought the article with you.

Indeed I have, sir.

You requested to see it, and indeed you shall.

Please.

May I?

Indeed you may, sir.

Authenticated, sir.

It has been in my family for many years.

A gift from the great man himself.

It's a fine instrument. Would you not agree?

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

I want it.

Now, surely you're joshing with me, Mr. Cross, as I said you might see it, not

buy it.

Name your point.

Well, it's just not for sale.

One million.

Two million.

The sword is not for sale, sir.

I have no need for money.

And if I did, as I have told you, this is a family heirloom.

And as such, I shall pass it on to my son.

And him to his son.

Now, surely, as a gentleman, you must understand.

I understand perfectly, Colonel Walsh.

Now let me help you reach an understanding.

I want this sword and I intend to have it.

You are becoming offensive, sir.

Colonel, I should explain.

Mr. Croesus always gets what he wants.

Not this time.

Kindly return my sword.

I have offended this gentleman.

Kindly give him back his sword.

Yes, sir.

Your problem, sir, is not knowing a bargain when you see it.

Moan. Sir. Given the choice between $2 million and death, which would you pick?

Sir, I believe I would have taken the $2 million.

Indeed. You are a wise man.

I'm sure you won't be able to watch being a gentleman and all.

I believe he's now a dead gentleman, sir.

All the more reason he won't be able to watch.

Sir, you won't forget.

Our plane leaves at four.

Auction? Ah, yes, yes.

Ah, Fabergé.

I love Fabergé.

A very successful trip, sir.

Apart from the Continental.

I didn't want it enough.

It was too mundane.

I only quave that which is unique and perfect.

Stop the car.

A beauty.

Perfection.

I want her.

And I will have her.

Nick Smith.

Thank you for coming.

You spoke of money.

Yes.

Money is the solution to most of our problems now, isn't it?

What is your problem, Mr. Moran?

You know, sometimes life passes us these delicious little morsels of irony,

especially when it comes to justice.

And the sweet beauty of revenge.

So, the money is good.

Enough for you to launch your own harem, my fat friend.

It is not fat.

I am big-boned.

Come on, we have a certain schoolgirl to bag and deliver.

Hello?

Yes, this is he.

What?

Yes, yes, I understand. I'll come right away. Thank you.

That's enough for me.

Okay, I'll meet you up in a sec.

Professor Robeson?

One, two, three.

Professor Robeson?

Six, seven.

You may hurt now, but you'll thank me later.

Ms. Gray, would you please tell me exactly what you saw?

Justine, one of our students was pushed into a car by what looked like one of

our professors.

You saw him, but only from the back. It certainly looked like him.

Why would he abduct her?

It makes no sense.

I think he's got a secret crush on Justine.

Ursula? Well, it's true, even though he pretends not to notice us girls in

class.

Imagine that.

Don't worry. We'll put out an APB. B, Gordon's trying to get away.

Get away?

Get away from what?

What's going on here?

Will you let go of me, please?

Where have you been, Professor?

Where is she?

What have you done to her?

I told you, and I keep telling you, I had a call.

From your brother?

No, from someone, I don't know who, but to tell me my brother had taken ill, and

so I ran to my car.

Then you conveniently blacked out.

I didn't just black out.

Someone got me into a sleeper hold from behind.

And you have no idea who?

I have a pretty good idea they're trying to frame me.

Whoever it is.

We will find her, you know.

Dead or alive.

I think it might be better if... Ursula, why don't you go to your room?

Look, Inspector, I filmed this in my car after I came to. It might lead us to

whom really did it.

Whoever attacked me, they must have dropped it, don't you see?

Let me speak with him alone.

Now, Professor, let's get at the truth, shall we? You have a bit of an obsession

with this girl, don't you?

You will look into this. Stop playing with me.

She's not been harmed.

Not at all. She's been chloroformed.

She'll awaken in about an hour feeling fresh as a damn daisy.

There's the question of my fee.

Mr. Krosis believes on payment on delivery.

Inside delivery, as the union puts it.

I see. Let's go then.

Wait here.

If I'm not back in four hours, burn this entire place down.

So at least where the girl is.

She's coming around.

Her first thought is to escape.

But all the doors are locked.

I'll save one, which leads to the bath.

She is fatigued.

Her clothes are dirty and uncomfortable.

And there was a change of clothes.

Despite her predicament, she can't resist the opportunity to take a hot

shower and change into fresh clothes.

Gentlemen, anticipation is half the joy of ownership.

I'll leave you to your pleasures, then.

Shall I?

Yes, sir.

Pay the man.

My friend, you paid off.

We are on E.V. Street.

Oh,

but,

Robeson, what are you doing?

Paying you back, you bastard.

And, uh... For traveling expenses. Yes,

yes, but...

Please, there's enough for both of us here.

Let's talk about it reasonably.

I've got a better idea.

Let's talk Robert's clock.

Oh, my dear.

I do hope you are hungry.

We have crab white, salad, sweet corn on the cob, a valuable feast.

Come, come, don't be shy.

Who are you?

I'm your new master, my dear.

Sit.

I'll instruct you on how to please me.

We can begin by you serving my dinner.

You kidnapped me to be a waitress?

Come on, you must know my father's a wealthy man.

How nice for you.

Now, when serving, always stand to my left.

I know a proper etiquette.

There was no way out of here except by pleasing me.

So I make what weary of you and what you go someday.

For now, you might as well just relax and learn to enjoy the new situation.

I don't wish to chain you or chastise you physically.

But I will if need be.

I have much to teach you.

I do hope you white your new clothes. I designed them personally, you know.

Wine.

Yes, you are quite flawless.

Except for the mole above your left buttock.

Yes, I know a great deal about you.

And I intend to know everything.

I knew I wanted you.

And as you'll soon come to learn, I always get what I want.

Not this time.

What is going on here?

Tell me about Croesus.

Time for after-dinner entertainment, I think.

That's you, dear.

You will dance for me.

And if I don't?

Do you remember what Nyquist was wearing when he took you?

Professor Robeson's clothes.

Ah, three points.

At this moment, Robeson is in prison awaiting trial for your kidnapping.

For the points of one dance, I'll contact the authorities and provide

evidence exonerating Lobson.

But your dance had best be very risqué and euonic.

There's some feeling into it, Justine. You've yet to earn your professor's

acquittal.

Good.

Now we move your quote.

Do it. Your professor's facing 40 years to wipe for kidnapping.

Not so fast.

Savor the moment like I am.

Temper, temper.

Otherwise...

Enough.

I must feel your perfection with my own hands.

You bitch, I'll tear that spirit white out of you!

You might kill her.

Oh, my God. That was Ming, Fifth Dynasty.

Oh, my God.

Isn't that a dodo egg?

No! No!

You're a maniac.

A barbarian!

Justine, are you all right? Yes.

Be a dear now. Put your clothes on and go phone the police, will you?

We'll let the law decide who the barbarian was.

Eh?

Carl, I'm sorry I ever doubted you.

You should be.

Even though the evidence was so stacked against me, I wasn't sure I was

innocent. But you should have believed in me, Lucio.

I'm sorry.

But it's over between us. Over.

I mean, this experience has shown me that Justine is all that matters.

Excuse me, Justine.

Did I wake you?

No. I'm okay, Madame Soubret.

Well, my sister has canceled her trip with me to Venice, so I thought you

should go instead, since your major is art history and the tickets are non

-refundable. So you'll just be able to immerse yourself in the pure beauty of

Venetian art.

So is this a commission?

No, for my own pleasure.

But with my luck, I will sell it to some silly little tourist.

Try to find a wealthy one.

Unmarried, with a role, a string of racehorses, and an estate in the

country. Whatever.

Well, he might want to meet the original.

He might.

So things are pretty bad, huh?

No, no.

Well, yes, but... I expect them to improve very soon.

See you tomorrow.

Uh, tomorrow.

Bye.

Unmarried. But the rest, I do not know.

What was that about?

Oh, a private joke.

Have you been talking to her about me? No, she knows nothing.

She better not.

Well, voila.

It is a mirror image of the original.

A detailed examination.

An expert could only tell this from a fake.

You are pleased, no?

Who else has seen this? No one but you and I.

You have surpassed yourself, Mon Amé.

It is my best work today.

It is your masterpiece.

On your gravestone, they will etch the words Master Forger.

Yes. Many years from now, no?

Teddy Earth, are you expecting someone?

I'm breaking in for a date tonight, if you know what I mean.

Who's the letter from?

Consuelo. You remember.

I just can't imagine why he'd be writing little old me.

You know, she can't make you go to Venice.

I can go instead.

But trains are so romantic.

Long journeys through the night.

Mysterious strangers.

Honey, you're going with Madame Souvre.

I know, but there's always that possibility that something exciting

could happen.

We're in room 21. I've left a book on your bed to study.

I'm going for an aperitif for dinner. See you in half an hour. Yes, madam.

Allow me. Thank you.

It never fails to amaze me how much a woman can cram into one bag.

Oh, wrinkle cream.

You're not going to try and tell me that you're over 40.

It's not all my stuff. Some of it belongs to my teacher, Madame Soubrette.

Well, then, maybe she's the one who'll have the bad luck.

The mirror, you see.

Apparently, it's me who'll have

the bad luck.

Now it's nothing.

We have a first aid kit. Let me put a band-aid on it. I insist.

Going on a really long trip?

Just a weekend.

I thought you were moving.

It's Madame Soubry.

I like the travel light.

You're not reading this.

I'm supposed to be.

That's crap.

Brutally out-of-date crap.

Try this one. It's much better.

I ought to know. I wrote it.

Professor Fitch?

Justine.

Pleasure.

Thank you.

And keep the book.

My gift to a ministering angel.

I'm a carriage or two further down.

Number nine.

Maybe I'll see you at dinner?

I'd like nothing better.

But I'm afraid I have to work all the way to Venice.

And I intend to lock myself in my cabin.

Perhaps in Venice.

I certainly hope so Thanks again

Out of all the trains and all the rail cars and all of the world, you had to

stand mine.

I hope we know each other.

I hope we will.

I hope those are natural cigarettes.

Fewer carcinogens.

Everything I do is natural.

Hmm. Better to see you, my dear.

So, it seems I'm in the room with the big bad wolf.

Mm-hmm.

Wow. That was nice.

Even better when you help.

Professor Fitch?

Can I help you?

I don't know.

He must be sleeping.

The American with the curly hair?

Yes. Are you a friend of his?

We just met.

I think I saw him going towards the bar.

He told me he intended on working.

Well, the bar. I'm sure you'll find him there.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Professor... Professor Fitch?

Yes?

I found this.

Oh, thank you, my dear.

So I know you?

No, no, we haven't met.

Oh, that's good.

If I'd forgotten such a pretty girl, I would start to worry about my sanity.

Um...

Thank you for returning this.

Would you care for some refreshment?

No. No, thank you.

What's wrong?

Professor Fitch.

Yes, I see you found him exactly where I said you would.

No, you don't understand. Is that the same?

We were supposed to meet for dinner, young lady, not bother this gentleman.

You don't understand.

Oh, but I think I do.

But, Madame Soubry, come along. We'll talk about it later.

Good night, Justine. Sleep well.

Good night, Madame Soubry.

Madame, your beauty is exquisite. What is your name?

No names, no fake promises.

Just you and me and the moment.

As you wish.

.

I've decided to go in alone.

Yes, but... It's decided.

You wait for me here on the train.

We'll return to Paris together.

With the catch.

Don't you think that I should...

Stop being so jumpy.

You read too many spy novels.

I like to travel light.

Professor Fitz!

I found the real professor. He's been drugged. So you have.

Well, it looks like I'm going to have to find a more discreet place to put the

both of you.

to put him in here in the first place.

The guard van was your idea, but you were right. This is safer.

I can lock the door, put up a sign.

They'll be snug and undisturbed all the way back to Paris.

Be easier to dispose of them on our home ground.

She won't be staying there long. I have a friend who supplies the bordellos of

Algiers.

A girl like her.

It's your command to hide a price.

Where is she?

Madame? Justine, the girl that was with me. Have you seen her?

Yes, madame. She got off the train at Geneva.

Got off? She can't have gotten off.

Just a few minutes ago.

Well, she got back on, didn't she?

Well, she did. I did not see her.

Well, we have to go back. We have to stop the train.

I regret that's not possible, madame.

But don't worry, madame. She seemed like a very collected young lady. I'm sure

she's somewhere safe.

Well, I'll search the train.

Oh, we were twins in every way, except attitude.

My brother, always studying and getting ahead through effort and honest

diligence.

That was never for me.

No, I've always had to have everything now, if not yesterday, and lots of it.

Live life to the fullest, eh?

I'll drink to that.

Excuse me, sir. I just came here to warn you that we'll be arriving in Venice

soon.

Right, right.

Well, then, time to go check up on my dear brother.

We've arrived in Venice.

I'm going to have some free time on my hands.

Your friend in Algiers is going to lower the price of the goods or anything less

than perfect.

Hello, having fun?

I'm sorry to interrupt.

I just dropped by to let you know I'm going to put all that solid learning of

yours to good use.

My good use!

Beginning to get the picture?

You know, Johnny, it's been miraculous being your brother.

But I really have to say goodbye.

I doubt we'll be meeting again.

She's so cute.

When this is over, you'll be able to buy yourself any woman you want.

Now, come on.

Let's go find a place to get a drink, huh?

Pre-celebration.

Who are they? What do they want?

You'll probably guess by now. One of them is my twin brother.

What they want is in the Palacio Mondavi.

They said they were going for a drink.

The bar?

No, the bar is closed.

My guess is they're somewhere in the station.

I don't see them.

That doesn't mean they're not there.

This could be dangerous.

You wait here.

reputation precedes you, Professor Fitch, and your credentials are

impeccable.

I'm honored to be admitted.

The honor is ours, Professor, to have such an eminent expert appraise our

collection. I've been instructed to allow you a full and free private

viewing.

The glittering jewel of the entire collection is magnificent, priceless.

So we have been informed.

Of course, we could never allow it to leave Venice, although we have had many

offers from private collectors.

Oh, yes, I'm quite sure there are those who would pay almost any price for such

a treasure.

Any price at all.

I wonder if I might trouble you for some coffee.

Of course. I will arrange it.

Hope you'll not be offended, but I'll have to lock you in here. I'm sure you

understand.

Perfectly. Excuse me.

I have an idea.

What they want is in the Palacio Mondavi.

Let's check on her again. She's so sexy when she's all pissed off. No, no, no,

no, no. Let's go have another. But the bar's not even open yet.

You could use your influence.

This

man is an

imposter. That pain is a fake.

Chesty.

My dear Justine.

How'd it

go?

Perfectly. No problem?

Exactly as I wanted. Well, let's celebrate.

That looks like you started without me. No, that's nothing. Now we have a real

reason to celebrate. You idiot!

This is not it. This is a fake. You must have made a mistake.

No.

I think it's you who've made the mistake.

Take them to join my brother.

Now, you and I, we do have something to celebrate.

We're almost there. Venice?

Venice? We've been to Venice. We're almost home.

This isn't exactly what I had in mind.

Excuse me?

Oh, just something that Ursula said.

Boy, was she wrong.

The perfect faculty Let me be the one, just me

Let me be the first, just you To have you

And hold you When

you close your eyes Your life becomes a dream

to satisfy her needs.

You can count on me, Justine, to give you what you want, Justine,

to love you and make you my

sweet Justine.

You make believe there's danger if someone captures you.

You're the unclaimed treasure I come to rescue You

can count on me, Justine To give you what you want, Justine To

love you And move you

Open up your eyes, Justine Tie

through your lines, Justine I'm here for you