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Julian, old fellow!

- Paul!
- Oh my!

- And you're looking splendid.
- Well, you too, Paul,

- and you're thinner.
- Oh, really? Oh, you noticed it?

Yes. Well.

Diet, exercise,

cut out all sweets, all starches,

and 25 rolls every morning.

- Ah, and how many cups of coffee?
- Well...

Oh, no, no, honestly... susie.

Susie? Susie!

Paully!

Susie! Where are...?

Oh... come, darling.

Come.

Oh, paully, will you get my bags?
Thank you.

Julian... Ms. susie flamberg.

Julian de lussac.

How do you do? Ah, look out!

As I was about to say,
susie is related to the flamberg millions.

- Mm, all of them?
- Oh, it's her father,

and she is my fiancée.

Well, how fortunate.

Yes, fortunate that it isn't true.

I've told you time and again

that I am not your fiancée.

Oh, well, you can't hang a man for hoping.

When did they pass that law?

I... I'll get the car.

Ooh, your tie...

- Nice trip?
- Yes.

- Glad to be back in Paris?
- Yes.

- How was Chile?
- Yes.

- I said, "how was Chile?"
- Oh, Chile was fine.

Oh.

And the naked women, how were they?

- Yes, Chile.
- Chile?

Chile was fine... a little hot.

How could it be hot when it's chilly?

Hush, dumpling.

- Make any money?
- No, but I will.

- "No, but you will"? How?
- I bought an option on the nitrate concession.

- Really? Smart.
- Worth a fortune.

Really? Very smart.

Took every sou I had.

Really?

- What was that?
- Mercedes.

- You know her?
- It's the make.

Yeah, she smiled.

Paul was referring to the body.

- Hush, dumpling.
- Hush, dumpling.

You were about to pass a lady in distress.

- Anything wrong?
- Yes, uh...

- Your tie needs straightening.
- Thanks.

No, the other way.

- Thanks.
- No, that's too far.

- May I?
- Thanks!

There, I think that's better.

- All right?
- Perfect.

Ahh! She's a...

Hush, dumpling.

Falling in love again.

Never wanted to.

What am I to do?

Falling in love again.

Never wanted to.

What am I to do?

Falling in love again.

Never wanted to.

What am I to do?

Can't help it.

- Ah, everything ready, Albert?
- Quite, sir... I've just selected the necktie.

Yes, which one?

Not the one you've been wearing
for the last 10 days, sir.

And I'm going to wear it
for the next 10 years.

- Or until I can find out her last name.
- Yes, sir.

Oh, and, Albert, the shaving mirror
is all steamed up again.

Yes, sir. I beg pardon, sir.

- Yes?
- Would you mind?

Mind? Mind what?

Albert, you're a genius.

Oh, thank you, sir.

- Ah, but our big invention, how's that coming?
- It's ready, sir,

- all but the motor.
- Well, why don't you go out and buy a motor?

Well, you... I mean, we...

- Have no money, sir.
- Well, go out and charge a motor.

- Oh, thank you, sir.
- Not at all.

Will you... will you look now?

Yes, right away.

All set, Albert?

Yes, sir. That's the
button on the desk, sir.

- Oh yes.
- It isn't connected yet,

but if you just pretend that it is
and sort of press it,

I'll sort of pretend I'm the motor.

Of course.

- Are you ready?
- Yes, sir.

- Did you press the button?
- No, go ahead.

Gol

- excellent!
- Thank you, sir.

And listen to this!

A thunderstorm?

- It's not raining on my side of the building.
- Really?

I'll go out immediately,
sir, and get the motor.

- Splendid, Albert, splendid!
- Thank you, sir.

Julian, what's the meaning
of all this nonsense?

Paul, have you ever had a lady visit your
apartment at the classic hour of five o'clock?

Five o'clock? Why, yes, I think I have.

Yes, and haven't you always found that
she must be home by a quarter to six?

- Yes, I think I have.
- Yes, you know you have.

Why, it's happening all over Paris
between five and a quarter to six.

Really? Well, well, well.

- What is?
- Men are wrecking their brains

to find arguments to hold
their fair visitors.

But, I... I simply press my little button.

Boom! There is a loud clap of thunder.

She's frightened... she clings to me.

Quarter to six is quite forgotten.

Julian,

- you're a genius.
- Thank you, sir!

- Oh, what time is it?
- Hm? Oh, I don't know... I never know.

- It's ten minutes to five.
- As late as all that?

- Come.
- Why?

Oh, uh-huh... for whose
benefit is all that?

Not that woman
who straightened you out in her car?

- You're putting it a bit crudely.
- Oh, come now, you're old enough to face life.

- Is it she?
- Mm, ah.

- Do you see her often?
- Not often enough.

Uh-huh, uh...

Well...

- A little thing of Albert's.
- Well, ah.

Hm, what's her name?

- Marguerite.
- Marguerite what?

- Oh, I don't know.
- You don't know?

No, all she would tell me is her first name
and her telephone number.

Well, if you know her telephone number it shouldn't
be difficult to figure out her last name.

Mm, you think so? Try it.

Did you ever go through
a telephone directory page by page?

No, but I'm reading Ann for the adverse.

Well, then you know what I mean, I...

I'm now at the letter "c," at the cohens.

- I've been there for some time.
- A charming family.

But, Julian, do you think
this is a time for philandering?

- I mean, with all your debts and everything?
- Well, I still have this option

- on the Chilean nitrate concession, haven't I?
- Oh, that thing.

Oh yes, uh-huh.
When does your option expire?

- In a week.
- Oh, then you'll have nothing.

Paul, do you want to get
in on a good thing?

- I think I'll be going.
- Paul!

- This concession is worth a fortune.
- Yes, well, uh-huh...

- I still think I'll be going.
- Oh.

- Now, Julian.
- Yes?

Oh, oh... I forgot what I came for.

No, no, no, I remember, yes... I'm giving
a little cocktail party in my apartment.

- Nice place for it.
- Yes, and susie...

Ms. susie flamberg, you remember?

- I remember her glasses.
- Yes, well she sent me up here

- to ask you to join the party.
- Well.

Yes. May I tell her you can't come?

- Certainly.
- Thank you.

Hello, hello! Yes, it is.

Marguerite, my darling, where are you?

Where?

What? Never see you again? But, what...?

But, Marguerite, we can't separate yet...

Why, I don't even know your last name.

What? Say that again.

All right, if that's your
last word, here's mine.

You might not believe this Marguerite,
but I'm... I'm going to kill myself.

I've taken the gun out of the drawer.

I'm pointing it at my head.

I love you Marguerite,
and now I'm pulling the trigger.

Goodbye.

- There was a shot, sir.
- Oh yeah, quite all right, Albert,

I just committed suicide.

Then, you would like to be alone, sir?

Yeah, yeah, do your marketing, I...

I don't know how long
it would take her to get here.

Let me in! Let me in!

- She must live in the building, sir.
- She must live next door!

Oh, Albert, let her in on your way out...
Don't answer any questions,

- just point to this room.
- Let me in! Let me in!

- Oh, and Albert... Albert.
- Yes, sir?

- Try to look, uh, wistful.
- Yes, sir.

Darling! Where are you? Ugh!

Oh, how terrible! If only I thought you had
meant it, I could have said something,

but it was all so quick, and...

He's alivel

Who are you?

- Who are you?
- Nobody. Let me go please.

- Haven't I seen you before?
- No. Please let me go.

Oh no, not without... hey, hey, hey.

Not without an explanation.
You called me "darling."

I thought you were dead.

- Do I know you?
- No.

But, I know you. I know
everything about you.

- Oh, don't be silly.
- It's true.

All right, what was I doing
yesterday afternoon?

You were at the races. You bet on
crépes suzette in the third event,

and one at nine-to-one.

Then, you stopped at the telephone exchange
and asked the manager for the last name

of a lady subscriber... no luck,

so you went home.

Exact to the last detail.

- And now I must go.
- Oh, oh, oh! What's all your hurry?

You intimated that you love me.

Will you say one more thing for me?

- What?
- Call me "darling" again.

- You're not dead anymore.
- Oh.

How did you know I killed myself?

Do you live with that artist next door?

I do not. I live by myself.

And yet you know exactly
how I spend my days?

- And nights.
- Oh, really?

What are you, my guardian angel?

No, I'm your telephone operator.

- What?
- I run the switchboard for these apartments.

You...?

Well, this calls for a cocktail.

Please.

You see, all telephone
operators listen a little.

- Will you?
- Thank you.

But, uh... but what made you
take such a special interest in me?

- Just curiosity at first.
- Mhm.

So many women called you, I thought,

"well, they must be
attracted by something."

Oh, thank you.

But, then I realized, this attraction
was also your great misfortune,

because women can sculpt you
just as they please.

- You mean "scalp."
- No, I mean "sculpt."

Well, I... I've never been sculpt.

Oh yes, you have.
You see, you're putty.

- What?
- Yes.

It's a pity, but you're putty.

Oh, thank you again.

But, very nice putty.

Tell me,

when did you decide that I was, uh, putty?

The day you broke with ed 12-2178
for Elise 8-2670.

That night I cried.

For ed 12-2178?

No, for you.

That was very considerate.

Ed 12-2178 was obviously
a scatter-brained little fool.

But, she wasn't a cold-blooded schemer
like Elise 8-2670.

Yes, you know, you're perfectly right.

I spent everything I had on Elise 8-2670.

- You might've warned me.
- You wouldn't have listened

anymore than you'd listen now if would
warn you against Marguerite cintos.

- Cintos?
- Oh, I forgot you didn't know her last name.

I mean, um, the lady you
killed yourself for.

- You know her?
- Mhm. Her name is Marguerite cintos,

and she and her husband
live at 79 Avenue Victor Emmanuel.

They're south Americans.
Her husband is of good family,

but not such good reputation...
He shot a man he caught cheating at cards.

- Oh.
- Madame cintos's uncle was a soap manufacturer.

How the devil did you learn all that?

I dropped in to see her
switchboard operator.

- Oh, and she said that...
- That Marguerite cintos

was a d.D.

- Doctor of divinity?
- No!

Definitely dynamite.

Ohh, I see.

Her horn! She's here!

She stops to argue about a place to park, while
you lie bleeding to death from a bullet wound.

Uh-huh.

- Goodbye.
- Hey, hey. Here, wait a minute.

- When am I gonna see you again?
- Why?

Well, I... I don't even know your name.

It's Anna... Anna mirelle.

- Now, you won't have to see me again.
- But...

There she is.

- Mind letting her in?
- I'll let her in, but she won't like it.

Nevertheless, you'll have to let her in.

I'm dead, you know.

Mm, definitely dynamite.

Ohh.

- Ohh.
- Julian!

Stop acting and get up.
I know you're all right.

- How do you know?
- That girl just told me.

Oh, she did?

Marguerite!

Marguerite, I...

Suppose my husband found me here.

Senor cintos?

You know my name?

Mhm.

And I also know that you live at, uh,

79 Avenue Victor Emmanuel,

and that you once had an uncle
who manufactured soap.

- What else?
- Just soap, wasn't it?

- You hired a detective?
- Oh no, no.

I just met the encyclopedia britannica.

Who?

Marguerite, day and night
I pictured you in this room,

and now you're actually here.

I can only stay a few minutes...
I've got to be home by, uh...

- A quarter to six.
- A quarter to six.

You know, someday Albert's
going to fix that.

Then, those are gonna be
the happiest moments of my life.

- Your husband is downstairs.
- Julian!

- Is his name Julian too?
- No... Ramon.

Yes, well, whatever it is,
he's coming up and you're going out.

- Oh no.
- If you hurry, you can just get out of the apartment

I'd meet him on the stairs. He'd shoot me.

I'll have to hide... in there.

Wait a minutel

that's the bedroom. He'll shoot me.
That's the first place he'll look.

Don't let him!

But, you...

Oh, well, good afternoon.
Is there something I can do for you?

Oh, the poker?
Well, I was just gonna make a little fire.

- My name is cintos.
- Oh, how do you do, Mr. cintos?

- Where is my wife?
- Wife? What...?

Yes, where is the bedroom.

Bedroom? Do you wish to wash?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.
My cocktail.

- Two, huh?
- Oh, I always drink them in pairs.

- Will you have a couple?
- Where is the bedroom?

It's, uh...

Ohh.

No, no, no, that's not
it, that's the, uh...

It's the...

Senor. Senor!

I apologize. She's beautiful!

I congratulate you.

Has he gone?

Anna! How did you get here?

- Through the hall door. It wasn't locked.
- Oh.

Where did you put her?

Anna, wait a minute.

I want to thank you. How
did you think of it?

Well, it struck me that...

Ooh!

Marguerite!

Marguerite, darling!

If he, uh, that man Julian

does not go with you, our plan is ruined.

- Mm.
- He will be here any moment.

I'll get him out of town,
and I'll keep him out of town

until his nitrate option expires.

Good.

I make him forget about business.

Marguerite, I trust you.

- Why not?
- But, if you do forget me while you are with him,

- I'm going to...
- Stop bending my nail file.

And stop worrying.

- You'll be right near us.
- Yes.

Yes... Marguerite,

I trust you.

It's Julian.

Remember, you are very sad.

You want to get away from me
because you hate me.

Say you love me. Marguerite, I trust you.

Remember, you hate me.

Darling, why did you send for me?

- My husband.
- Where is he?

- Out.
- Ahh.

- He's insanely jealous.
- Yes, I noticed that.

Julian, we must go away.

- Did you say "we"?
- You said you loved me.

Of course I do. We'll get married.

We'll go to nice. We'll get your divorce.

Kiss me.

I'll get the reservations.

I can hardly wait!

Unfasten my dress.

Oh!

Lorraine apartments.

One moment please.

Anna, I love you.

Lorraine apartments. Yes.

No, madame,
your son's in bed with a headache.

- Lorraine apartments.
- Anna,

- I love you.
- One moment please.

Why don't you say you love me?

You've been disconnected.

Because I love someone else.

Is it that man that comes
to fix the switchboard?

- That big fellow?
- No, Henry.

It's someone much bigger.

- Mm.
- He's so big that

it's very silly of me
to have fallen in love with him at all.

Well, why don't you forget him?

Henry, you're hungry.

Why don't you
go and get yourself a nice veal cutlet?

Anna, I love you
more than any veal cutlet in the world.

Lorraine apartments. Oh, Adele?

Go away please.
This is very important.

- But...
- Go away!

- Adele, any news?
- Yes, he phoned from here,

and made reservations for two.

The maid says Mr. cintos is also packing.

No... no, that's all I could find out.

- Adele, can't you...
- Falling in love again.

- Never wanted to.
- I'll call you later.

- What am I to do?
- Can't help it.

- Ohh... oh, so this is where you live.
- Good evening.

- Hello.
- I hear you're leaving town.

- Where did you learn that?
- Can't hear you.

- I said, "where did you learn that?"
- At the Swedish embassy.

Hey...

- Oh, thanks.
- You're welcome.

Look here, don't you think
you're going pretty far?

Yes, I know I am, but
I've just found out...

I know, you just found out
that I'm going away with Mrs. cintos,

- and do I know what I'm doing?
- But, that's just it, you don't!

- And you do?
- Yes. Cintos and his wife

are planning something crooked.

- Prove it.
- Well, I can't now, but,

- I know I'm right.
- Oh, rubbish.

Do you know what you are?
You're a snoop.

A meddlesome, jealous little snoop,

and if you don't stay out of my affairs,
I'll talk to the manager and have you fired.

- Do you understand? Fired.
- All right, have me fired,

but please listen first.

Hello?

No, he isn't. He's gone.

He doesn't answer.

I don't know.

He didn't say.

He doesn't answer.

Maybe.

Mercadet 8200.

This is Mr. Julian de lussac's
trained nurse.

Calling susie flamberg.

That's right.

Albert!

Albert!

Albert!

Hello, Albert... Anna?

Miss mirelle.

Have you seen Albert?

Of course I want him.
I want him to pack!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I told him you said he
could have the night off.

You told him?

My mistake. Excuse it, please.

Hello!

Annal

hello!

Come in!

Oh, hello.

How do you feel?

I'm fine, thanks. How are you?

But I understood
you had an accident,

that you shot yourself.

Oh, that, a mere trifle.

Did you come to see Paul?

I'll tell him you're here.

You're delirious.

We'd better go in and lie down.

What?

Come.

Oh!

Look here.

How did you know about my accident?

Your trained nurse told me.

My trained nurse?

Yes, she telephoned.

Oh, she telephoned.

Where were you wounded?

Why, uh...

Oh, you can tell me quite frankly.

I'm a modern girl.

Oh, nothing serious.

The bullet just loosened my plaster.

But...

But you were unconscious.

Oh, I know.
The trained nurse told you.

Yes, and she also told me
what you said when you were unconscious.

Oh, indeed? And what did she said...
Say I said?

She said you kept calling for me.

Oh, did I?

Yes.

That's why I'm here.

Doodlebug.

Doodle...?

Miss flamberg!

Call me susie.

Oh, that's a little, uh...

Julian, you think of everything.

My dear!

Night after night I dream
I'm falling over suitcases,

and that you
are holding me in your arms,

crushing me to a pulp.

Susiel

do you know what that means?

Yes, just like squeezing a lemon.

Yes, it means that I really
want to be crushed.

To a pulp?

To a pulp.

I'll speak to Paul about it!

It's my approach that bothers you.

You know, Julian, I do believe
you're just a wee bit old-fashioned.

Yes, I'm just beginning to realize it.

But I think that's charming.

I suppose flirting has
a stimulating effect.

Shall I take off my glasses?

Nol

all right.

Now we're not frightened, are we?

No... oh, I...

Kiss me, doodlebug.

Let go of me.

Nol

you're expecting someone!

- Yes, yes.
- A woman?

Yes!

She can't have you!

They're breaking in!

I hope so.

Susiel

- papa!
- Papa?

So it's true!

Is it?

Susie, my only child!

Don't be dramatic, papa.

You're much too stout.

I've lost four pounds.

As for you, young man!

But... but... but my dear sir,

I assure you your daughter
is non compos mentis.

Well, if she is,
you'll answer for it.

No, no, I mean she's absolutely innocent.

Is that true?

Yes, papa.

Temporarily.

Then why did you take her glasses off?

And what about her visits here
every afternoon at 5 o'clock?

- What? Why, she never...
- Now, don't lie!

I have a full account of all your meetings.

Oh, you have, did she?

That trained nurse.

I'll disconnect her!

I'll pull her plugs out!

I'll tear her switchboard end from end!

Mr. de lussac!

How soon can you marry my daughter?

Three weeks from tomorrow, papa.

That's not soon enough.

I know it isn't, but it's as soon
as the law will allow.

Then that's what it's going to be.

I'll answer it, dear.

- Oh!
- Oh, dear.

Did you hurt yourself?

Sit down in this chair there,
my dear.

Here we are.

Put your glasses on
and see if you're hurt.

- You've got your hat on.
- Huh?

Oh.

Hm.

Hello.

Yes, this is...

An option on the nitrate concession?

Yes, yes, immensely valuable.

No, up to the moment, no.

Mr. de lussac, I represent
a very important syndicate.

We are prepared to offer you,

for a half interest in your concession,

one million francs.

One million francs for half interest?

Don't give him an answer now.

I want to discuss it with you.

Oh, right.

I'm very sorry,
but I can't give you an answer now.

You see, I want to discuss it
with my, uh...

Fiancée's father.

Father... fiancee!

Oh.

My father's fiancée.

What?

Yes, it's Anna.

I arranged everything.

No, that was Henry.

The doorman.

What happened? Who was it?

- Doorman.
- Who?

Mr. doorman. Henry doorman.

- I never heard of him.
- Well, that's funny.

He has very big interest
in the street.

Yes, he's often let me in
on the ground floor.

Yes, I should like to meet him.

Oh, you probably will.

He seems to know a lot about you.

Yeah, I daresay.

Yes, he said that if you got in
on this nitrate deal,

we'd all die in the poor house.

Poor house, eh?

Let me tell you something.

If that concession
is all you say it is,

you'll have enough money
to support a dozen wives.

Papa!

Here's a description of the property
with full reports and mineral tests.

Uh-huh.
Well, how long is this option to run?

Well, the first payment must be made
at the Chilean consulate by noon, Monday.

Oh, I see.

Julian.

Were you going away somewhere?

Oh, just a little trip,
three days, business.

Oh, but you won't go away now,
will you, doodlebug?

Sulian!

Jusiel

Hello, Paul, old fellow.

Aren't you going to congratulate us?

Congratulate?

Yes, we're going to be married
three weeks from tomorrow.

Well, how about me?

Oh, you're included.

As the best man.

Isn't he, Julian?

Mr. flamberg, I...

Are you going to back him
and his nitrate concession?

Well, suppose I am?

So, that's it.

You deliberately deceive
this defenseless little dumpling

to save your nonsensical nitrates.

He didn't.

His nitrates came up quite by accident.

Julian, I must ask a question.

Not until he answers mine.

What about those 5:00 visits?

Don't lie, darling.

We confess.

That settles it.

Tomorrow's papers will
carry the announcement.

- Oh...
- Oh...

That's a papa!

Thunder!

- Come, susie.
- A thunderstorm.

Oh, dear, think how romantic
it might have been if we could've...

Dumpling!

Dumpling!

Paul, I...

You, you monster!

You unspeakable...

Hitratel

Hello, hello, Anna?

Anna went out.

Well, tell her
the minute she comes in to...

So, you are at home.

Oh, Marguerite, darling,

why in heaven's name
couldn't you have come sooner?

Your telephone girl said
you weren't here.

I...

Naturally.

Your door is smashed.

Were you injured?

Permanently.

Where?

Marguerite...

I'm about to become a husband.

- What?
- I've been trapped.

I'm going to marry a girl
I don't love.

I don't think even her father loves her.

Well, why marry her?

Well, Mr. flamberg thinks
I took her glasses off.

Come with me tonight.

Julian.

You'll never regret it.

Never.

What do you want?

I've come to fix your door.

Well, come back later.

I can't do any hammering after 10:00.

Then come back in the morning.

Anna thought I'd better fix it now.

Just enough so people
won't come walking in,

Anna thought.

Hm, Anna thinks of everything.

Yes, sir.

Oh, I suppose you'd better go home.

I can't go home.

I left a note telling my husband
I was leaving him.

You did what?

That's what you told me to do.

Oh, call your home, get the maid,
get anybody, get everybody,

but have them hide that note
before your husband finds it.

But he...

Come on, call her, call the maid.

Here.

Hello?

Trudaine 7815, please.

Stop that hammering,
I can't hear a thing.

Hey! Telephone.

For me?

Quiet!

But Anna thought I ought...

Oh, quiet!

Ramon, listen. He won't go.

It's that flamberg girl.

He's going to marry all those millions?

Don't talk. Come over here.

Yes, Marie.

You sure he found the note?

Oh... thank you, Marie.

It's too late.

He's got it.

Well, tell him it was a joke.

He has no sense of humor.

Marguerite...

Marguerite, where are you going?

Margueri...

May I go on with my hammering now?

Anna thought...

You better go downstairs
and watch the switchboard.

Anna.

I suppose you came up
to receive thanks

for the beautiful way
you've arranged my life.

No, cintos and his wife are framing you.

- Again?
- They're trying to ruin you.

They can't.
You've already done it.

What do you mean?

Thanks to you, tomorrow morning,

the flambergs will publicly announce
my engagement to their daughter.

I suppose there still are a few problems
to be worked out.

You must be psychic.

Wait a minute, I...

Hello.

- Oh, it's you.
- Mm-hm.

I just had to call you, darling.

I'm in bed.

Are you, really?

Well, tuck yourself in.

And kiss yourself good night.

How... how do you do?

I have received a note from my wife.

Really? I didn't know she'd gone away.

She hasn't.

And what's more, she's not going to.

Sorry I mentioned it.

Listen, my friend,

the law says you must pay
for stealing a man's wife,

so I have come to collect.

- How much?
- No, it isn't money.

You will sign this paper.

- Wait a minute!
- Sit down!

But this gives you all the rights
to all my nitrate option.

Exactly.

I won't sign it.

No?

I think you will.

Sorry.

Well, Anna was right, all right.

- As right as a trivet.
- What?

- Trivet.
- What's that?

Oh, I don't know.
I never looked it up.

Are you going to sign?

Well, since you put it that way.

What's that?

- Sounded like thunder.
- Ah.

Hello! Hello!

Now, let me get this straight,
senor cintos.

If I refuse to sign this paper,
you will fire that gun.

- Correct.
- Yes...

And at that distance
you will probably kill me.

Undoubtedly.

Yes, well, in that case
I'd better sign.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

- Carl, Henry!
- What?

It's Mr. de lussac.
Come with me quickly.

What is it, Anna?
What are you saying?

Come, my friend.

I'm going to count ten.

Uno, dos...

- In Spanish?
- Si.

Tres, quatro, cinco...

Ah, ah, you skipped three.

No... tres, quatro, cinco...

Oh, yes, yes, that's right.

- Seis...
- Wait a minute.

How will I know
when you get to ten?

- You'll be dead.
- Ah...

Siete, ocho...

- Sign!
- I'm signing, I'm signing.

But after I've signed, will you tell me
what ten sounds like in Spanish?

Sign!

Are you all right?

Yes, and I owe you
an apology, Anna.

You were right.

See the gentleman out, Henry.

Que cobarde! Me pegas
quando no estoy mirando, eh?

That's right, Henry.
Don't let him get to ten.

Anna.

Yes?

Do you remember the first time
you came to my rooms?

The time I killed myself?

Do you remember what I did?

You kissed me.

That's right.

And something tells me
I'm going to do it again.

You really shouldn't.

Why not?

You've been just like a sister to me.

Anna... you're angry.

No, I was only thinking...

That's the way I feel about Henry.

Henry?

Yes, the doorman.

I suppose that's why
I'm engaged to him.

Eng...

Oh, oh...

I have ideas for Henry.

He won't always be a doorman.

Oh, no, no. Of course not, no.

Well, here's to you and Henry.

Thank you.

And a happy marriage.

Same to you.

Oh, yes, yes,
I'd almost forgotten.

Three weeks from tomorrow.

The same to me.

Cigarette?

Offering or asking?

Either or both.

In that case, no thank you.

- You're very welcome.
- Not at all.

Suppose we resume our silence
where we left off.

Why not?

There's where I first met
the cintos woman.

Oh, yes, yes...

No, no, no, no, it was there.

Let's not argue.

Perhaps I shouldn't have come.

You better be good to her.

- Who?
- Susie.

Oh, don't worry about susie.

Our lives stretch out before us
like a concrete road.

That's right,
smooth and clean and well-lighted.

Yes, and a stop signal
at every crossing.

Why... why, you sound as though
you weren't in love with susie.

Who is it? Mrs. cintos?

- You're an idiot.
- No, no, no, now. Who?

Mrs. Henry doorman.

You uncover more strange women.

And overnight.

When did Mrs. dormouse materialize?

Doorman!

Oh.

She hasn't quite,
they're only engaged.

Oh... oh.

Why was I such a failure with susie?

Your approach was wrong.
You treated her with respect.

Why, of course.

Yes, that's the trouble.

You treat respectable women one way
and the other kind another.

Reverse the procedure
and see what happens.

Your popularity will surprise you.

Even with a girl like susie?

Please! Now you're speaking
of my future wife.

Then let me remind you the flambergs
are very prompt with dinner.

Hasn't it been fun?

The dinner was excellent.

Tomorrow night we'll have it served
in our room.

Susiel

- Well?
- Mr. piquard is in the library, sir.

Oh, yes, the transfer
of the nitrate concession.

Come along, Julian,
you'll have to sign.

I know, when you count to ten.

Oh, it'll take longer than that
to go through all the papers.

Two hours anyway.

But we have theater tickets,
haven't we, doodlebug?

Yes, we have, dumpling.

Well, Paul,
can take you to the theater.

Oh, really?
Of course, with pleasure.

She'll be perfectly safe with Paul.

Susie, did you hear what they said?

- Safe.
- Of course.

That's what I like about you, Paul.
You're so respectful.

Did you say respectful?

Why, yes. Aren't you?

Well, not exactly, I...

That is to say, no, I'm not!

Oh, Paul!

Don't laugh, susie.

I might forget myself.

What are you saying?

Oh, I can't stand it!
Susie flamberg, take off those glasses!

- What?
- Take them off this instant!

- If you don't, I'll... t'll...
- You'll what?

I'll be sorry.

Paul, what is it?

Oh, it's you, susie.

- You make me shiver.
- What?

I shiver, shake and shiver
just to be near you.

I shiver and shake.

You send the veins
coursing through my blood.

- Oh, Paul!
- Respectful, am I? I'll show you.

- Paul, go away.
- I will not go away!

- Paul!
- You little siren!

Paull

Paul.

Yes?

Have you a pin?

Yes.

Wait for me downstairs.

Yes, Anna.

Susiel

Julian!

I'm so sorry,
but something terrible has happened.

Paul and I...

Well, I mean, that is...

Come, dumpling.

Annal

Anna doesn't work here anymore.

Did, uh, did you write this?

Yes.

Why?

Because I'm catching a train
early in the morning.

What time?

A quarter to six.

A quarter to six, okay.

Let's shut the window!

No, no, don't look!

Are you really engaged to Henry?

What do you think?