All language subtitles for History Is Made at Night (1937).en

- Well, how do you like her?
- Oh, she's beautiful, Mr. Vail.

Do you consider
her Atlantic trial run successful?

Oh, yes. Definitely.

When will she be ready
for her maiden voyage?

Not for a few months yet.

Well, Mr. Vail, building this ship
puts you in the top rank of shipowners.

Do you really think
she can break the record?

Whenever I give the order.

- Congratulations, Mr. Vail.
- Thank you.

By the way, how is
the Princess Irene's namesake?

Well, Mrs. Vail has
a slight cold this afternoon.

She's remaining down below.

Excuse me, please.

- Oh, Skipper?
- Yes, sir?

Look after the guests, will you? I'm going
below to see if Mrs. Vail is better.

Very good, sir.

Oh, Mr. Vail,
I think it only friendly to warn you

of a rumor that's going about London

of a little unpleasantness
at the Anchor Club last night

involving you and Mrs. Vail.

- May I have the story?
- There isn't any story.

Except that Mrs. Vail and I are sailing
tonight for the Mediterranean.

Irene.

Irene did not get a divorce
to marry another man.

Bruce, I'm certain
there isn't another man.

It's becoming an obsession with you.

- No man is gonna take Irene away from me.
- Oh, Bruce.

All I want from you is your assurance

that if everything comes off
as I've planned it tonight,

Irene will not get her final decree.

Will she?

Bruce, as a respectable attorney,
I cannot condone such a cheap trick.

Will she?

The English law provides

that if a divorce claimant
remains blameless for six months,

the decree becomes absolute.

Thank you.

But don't do this to Irene.
She is not the sort of woman to -

Does Michael understand
his instructions for tonight?

Yes, Mr. Vail.

- I understand everything.
- Hmm.

You'll enjoy this, won't you?

I need the money, Mr. Vail.

Well, good night, my friend.

You'll feel better in the morning.

And remember this.

You can't drink all the wine in Paris
in one night.

It's practically impossible.

Hmm?

Right.

Who's that?

Don't be alarmed, madame.
It's only me, Michael.

Michael, what are you doing here?
What do you want?

You, madame.
I am here to make love to you.

Get out of here.

Get out! Do you hear me?

Don't shout, madame. I hear you.

Michael, unlock that door this minute.

This minute!

Michael, give me that key.

I'm sorry, madame,
but I'm only following instructions.

Your husband will be here in a moment
and he expects to find you in my arms.

Michael. Oh, Michael, please.

I'll give you my pearls. They're worth
ten times the amount he's paying you.

You will, Michael. Won't you?

Too late now.

Don't struggle.
It won't be so distasteful.

No!

No noise or I shoot.

Get over there.

Come here, you. Give me those pearls.

- Oh, but...
- Quiet!

Get your other jewels.

- Here.
- Now.

Here.

Now get your coat.

Coat.

- Put it on.
- Oh, but I -

- Shh!
- Shh!

- Why did you do that?
- I don't know what I'm doing.

Never mind. I do.

Especially with these gentlemen.
Come on, turn around.

Go on, hurry up!

- Oh, please!
- Shh.

- Do you mind if I do?
- No.

Oh, I'm sorry. The clasp is bent.

There.

But why?

- Don't you want them?
- But you're a thief.

- I beg your pardon.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.

I was in the room next door.

I was putting a friend of mine to bed
who had a little too much to drink.

I couldn't help but become
very much interested

in that unusual little scene
you were playing.

Oh!

The reason I kidnapped you
was to return your jewels.

Oh.

Oh, but why did you take them?

Well, if I didn't make believe
I was a thief,

my presence would have compromised you,
I think, as much as your chauffeur's.

Oh.

- Oh, I'm awfully sorry.
- I forgive you.

Where are you taking me?

Well, I would think you'd like to do
a little thinking before you go back.

- We're just riding around.
- Oh.

All I can seem to say is, "Oh".

Yes, I must think.

- Did you say something about a cigarette?
- Uh-huh.

Thank you. Yes, I must think.

Have you thought?

Yes, but I don't seem
to be getting anywhere.

Maybe a little drink would help.

- Where?
- Leave it to me.

I know the best champagne in Paris.

Tonight, I don't care if it's the worst.

Driver, to the Château Bleu.

- It's still open. Come.
- Oh, I love it.

- Oh, look!
- Ah...

On...

Wait a moment. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute, will you?

Cesare! You're not closing?

No, we are not closing. We are closed.

Cesare.

No, no, it's too late. I work too hard.

- I must go on home, because I can't -
- Come, please, please.

Cesare, I want you to meet
Miss, um... Miss America.

- From America.
- How do you do?

- How do you do, Cesare?
- Wait.

Now, tell Cesare
what you've come to tell him.

- Uh, well, I -
- No, no! I will tell him myself.

Cesare, everyone here knows that you are
the greatest chef in Paris.

That is no news.

But would you believe that you were
that famous in America?

Well, you are. Isn't he?

Uh, oh, yes!

Oh, yes! Didn't you know?

Why...

Why, you're even more famous
in America than you are here.

Yes. Why, we always refer to you
as the "Great Cesare".

The Great Genius.

We are open.

Maestro, will you come here, please?

We cannot play.
We are too tired. Since 8:00 -

I wouldn't even think of asking you
to play, Maestro.

Oh, no. I just want you to meet
Miss America.

- Mademoiselle, pleasure.
- I would not allow you to play, Maestro.

Oh, no, I have told madame too much
about you. You must be at your best.

- Good night.
- Good night, sir.

I'm only sorry you're leaving.

I wanted you all to join us
in a little champagne party.

- Champagne?
- Yes.

No, but you are too tired.
You've been playing the whole evening.

No, poor fellows, since 8:00 at night.
You know, they have to stay here...

What do you suppose madame would like,
something speciale, eh?

Oh, some scrambled eggs -

What?

"Scrambled eggs".

I will order for madame.

But first, champagne for everyone.

For everyone?

Including yourself, Cesare.
And make it Pink Cap '21.

Pink Cap. What a cute name.

And now, for the master's greatest dish:

lobster cardinale à la Cesare.

And after that, what do you think you get?

- I can't imagine.
- Shall we tell her?

- The famous salad chiffonade.
- Oh! Oh, my goodness.

And I will mix the dressing myself.

You will mix the dressing?

Hey, what's the matter? I am
the best dressing mixer in all of Paris.

In the entire whole world.

I will mix the dressing me, myself.

I will still mix the dressing.

You will mix the dressing, eh?

I will mix the dressing!

Whoa!

- What's your name?
- Paul.

- What's yours?
- Irene.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

Where do you come from
in that big, beautiful America?

Kansas.

You are the first Kansas I've ever met.

Where do you live?

With a woman.

Um...

pretend I didn't ask, will you?

- Would you like to meet her?
- No, no, I wouldn't.

Oh, but you must meet her.
We have no secrets, Coco and I.

Coco?

May I present the woman I live with. Coco.

Hello, princess.

Oh!

Hello. Parlez-vous français?

Speak English!

Why don't you?

I do. In excellent English.

I hate men.

- Don't you?
- Definitely.

Then why did you get married?

Coco! How dare you be so personal.

That's all right, Coco.
Anything you want to know.

Thanks. See?

What made your husband
do that to you tonight?

Coco.

- Ask him to ask me to dance.
- What?

- Ask him to ask me to dance.
- Ah.

What?

Ask her to dance, stupid.

All right.

- Shall we dance?
- Oh, yes.

Excuse me, Coco.

Oh.

There.

Lobster cardinale à la Cesare.
She is beautiful!

Beautiful! Keep her warm.

Keep her warm?

Would it help if you told me about him?

It would. But I couldn't.

Oh! Excuse me.

- Oh, dear!
- What happened? What's the matter?

- I lost my slipper.
- Oh. Let me put it on you.

- There.
- Thank you.

Shall I call the police and tell them
Mrs. Vail has been kidnapped?

She was not kidnapped.

And if you were anything of a detective,

you'd have caught that man here before.

But the man was a thief.
You saw him take the jewels.

Thief? Nonsense!
He was here when Michael came.

Get out!

Get up.

Come on, come on. Get up.

Was my wife in that man's arms
when you came here?

Well, come on. Was she?

Well, come on. Tell me the truth.

If you don't, you won't get a cent.

Now, don't lie.

Yes. She was in his arms.

I saw them together.

- What did he look like?
- I couldn't tell. It was dark.

But I saw them together.
That's why he tried to kill me.

He was desperate.
He was afraid I would tell you.

He took a chance of going
to the guillotine. He tried to kill me!

Yes.

Yes, if he had killed you
and they had caught him...

he would go to the guillotine,
wouldn't he?

Wouldn't he?

Yes. Now give me my money.

Yes, yes. Of course.

I didn't know then that he hates
everybody. Mostly himself.

I've told you what I couldn't tell you.

You haven't said a thing.

There is only one thing
important enough to say to you tonight.

What's that?

Well, I don't know how it is in Kansas,

but in France, it isn't considered
good taste for a gentleman to say it...

until he's known a lady at least a year.

Even in Kansas, a lady doesn't talk
the way I've been talking

in less than half a year.

The night is half gone.

Half a year's gone by already.

Then I have only half a year more
to wait to hear what you have to say.

Hello. Police headquarters?

Get me the prefect. Bruce Vail speaking.

Hello, Andre. Bruce Vail.

I'm speaking from the Hôtel Triumph.
There's been a murder.

Yes. My chauffeur.

Will you send an inspector over
immediately?

Now, see, Andre. Don't call the papers
until you've seen me, will you, eh?

All right. Thanks.

It's daytime.

- Our year is up.
- Now it would be all right to say it.

But I can't, unless you will believe it.

Will you?

I think I will believe it.
I don't know why.

Maybe it's because tonight
is what I've waited for.

Maybe it's because I've needed tonight
more than anything in my life...

because I've never been happy before,

because...

I never let you say
what you were going to say.

I don't need to say it now.

We are here, my darling.

Oh.

Think what's happened
since I first said, "Oh".

"Oh", again.

And "oh" forever.

- Shall I go with you?
- No.

No, I can take care of anything now.

- 5:00. Don't forget.
- Forget?

Irene. Are you all right?

Yes. Yes, I'm all right.
I'm fine, but... well...

Well, what is this?
What is everybody doing here?

- Are you Mrs. Vail?
- Yes.

- I'm Inspector Millard.
- Inspector, please.

Irene, I'm so glad you're all right.

- But how did you escape?
- Escape?

Oh! Oh, how did I escape?

Oh, well, really -
It was really dreadful, really.

It was frightening. He... He dragged me.

He dragged me to a car,
and I got away and he caught me.

And I screamed and screamed and
he stuffed a handkerchief down my throat.

I mean, in my mouth.

And, oh, I almost strangled
to death, really.

And then, well, then everything
went black. Quite black.

And then?

And then? Well...

Then I - I don't -
really don't remember what happened then,

except we just rode around
and, well, I'm here and I'm safe.

Uh, I'm really sorry
if I've caused a lot of trouble,

but I'm here and I'm all right,
so I guess you can all go home now.

I'm afraid it's not quite
as simple as all that.

You see, unfortunately,
your chauffeur is dead.

- Dead?
- Yes, madame.

Dead.

Your husband has explained everything.

Now, if you would be good enough

to give me the list of the jewels
that were stolen, it may help.

You see, it's obvious that when we find
the jewels, we will discover the murderer.

Tell me.

Do you remember if the murderer came
into this room, or was he hiding here?

I can show you the exact place
where he came in.

This is where I saw him first,
right at the window.

Hmm. He was probably
in some other apartment first.

Now, Inspector, shall I give you
a list of the jewels?

Please, madame.

Uh, let me see. There was, um...

an emerald bracelet...

a ruby bracelet,

a sapphire bracelet with diamonds,

a star of rubies

and, uh... and a pearl -

a pearl necklace.

And let me see.

Four diamond rings, a pair of earrings
and a crystal watch. I believe that's all.

- One more question, madame.
- Inspector, please.

I must ask your indulgence.
My wife is highly nervous.

She's just been through
a terrible experience.

You are right, monsieur.

Madame, our apologies.

Be assured that the murderer
will be caught and your jewels returned.

Monsieur Vail, I hope your description
of the man will be sufficient.

Au revoir.

Come, gentlemen.

Oh, what are you waiting for?

- Just to take your coat, my dear.
- I can take my coat off.

And your pearls.

Can you take them off too?

Oh, no. Of course, I forgot.
He took your necklace, didn't he?

I saw him with my own eyes.

And he wouldn't have any reason
to give them back to you, would he?

Or would he?

Now, why in the world would a thief
give a lady back her jewels?

I always thought there was another man.
And now I know it.

I ought to kill you for this.

Why don't you?
Then I'd never have to see you again.

That's where you're wrong.
You are going to see me again.

What's more, now,
you're going to live with me again.

You can't frighten me
into coming back with you.

You're in love with that man, Irene.

When you heard that Michael was dead,
there was horror in your eyes.

Oh, not for Michael, but for the danger
to the man that you love.

Oh, will you go? Will you please go?

The police will never find him.

He's not a thief as they think he is,
or he wouldn't have returned your pearls.

But I will, Irene,
if I have to spend every cent I have.

And I will, Irene, unless you drop
your divorce and come live with me again.

You are horrible.

This afternoon at 3:00,
I am sailing on the Maurania for New York.

I shouldn't be surprised
if you were with me.

Michael's death was an accident.

You're responsible for it more than
the man who protected me. You know that.

Yes, I know it. And you know it.

But the police don't know it.

It's his head if you stay in Paris
and go through with the divorce.

Or it's his safety
if you come back with me as my wife.

Take your choice.

You'd let him die?

He's a murderer, isn't he?

You know what time the ship leaves.

- How are you today?
- Just fine.

Good.

- Good morning, monsieur.
- Good morning.

Hello, Mr. Howard. I didn't know
you were back. How is London?

- Fine.
- Good.

Good morning.

Hello.

Well, it's better late than sometime, huh?

That's very true, Cesare.

"Champagne for everybody.
I will mix the dressing myself".

You are a very lucky man, Cesare.

Last night you had the honor to serve
the woman I'm going to marry.

Hey! Beat 'em up.

Hey, Paul, you mean to tell me
you gonna marry

with that silly little girl who danced
with the naked feet?

Uh-huh.
After she gets her divorce, of course.

She's married?

- In a way.
- Hey, you know her a long time?

Forever. Help me, please.

- Since 11:00 last night.
- Well, who she is?

Her name is Irene. Irene...

I don't know. I don't care.

I'll know everything
when I meet her at 5:00.

What's the matter? You gone crazy?

Yes. Brush me off, please.

Paul, you act like the lovesick schoolboy

instead of the greatest headwaiter
in all Europe.

I am finished with you. I am disgusted
with myself for the last time.

- That's a fine menu for dinner.
- I thought you would like it.

"Miss America"!

- How is your wife, Pierre?
- About the same.

- Do you want to go home?
- No. I'd rather work.

- Enough money for the doctor?
- Yes, thank you.

Good.

- Feeling badly, Mr. Norton?
- Oh, skull pains.

- Paul, how did I get home last night?
- I took you. Don't you remember?

Oh.

- What a night, Paul. What a night.
- Wasn't it?

Hmm?

Policemen all night long.

Policemen walking up and down the balcony.

Policemen coming into the room
and asking me questions

and talking about a murder that was
committed in the other room or something.

Paul, I'm in an awful fix.

- You gotta help me.
- What is it, Mr. Norton?

What's good for a hangover?

I'll get you a French '75.
That may pick you up.

George, will you fetch a French '75
for Mr. Norton?

- Oh, waiter!
- I'm so sorry, madame.

You are so careless!
How can you do such a thing!

Paul, this clumsy man spilled water on me.

Get your hat and coat.

Oh, madam, I'm so sorry.

Such a beautiful gown.

- If you will allow us to replace it.
- I'm sorry I caused such a disturbance.

Not at all, madam.
You are perfectly right. No check.

- A thousand pardons, madam.
- Thank you, Paul.

Very nice.

Where is Pierre?

- But where do you think you're going?
- I am not discharged?

Of course not.
Stay in the kitchen until she leaves.

- Thank you.
- Paul!

Please tell me something
before I lose my brains.

You gonna marry with that woman
like you say, huh?

You're only fooling me.
You're making jokes, eh?

She's only one of them ships
that pass in the nighttime.

You're wrong, Cesare.

Listen, you have known,
you have seen and you have waited on

every kind of woman in the whole world.

Now, what's this woman got
that turn you upside down so much, huh?

- She must be a devil.
- She's an angel.

Believe me, in my whole lifetime,
I never seen a woman with wings.

You know what some great man say one time?

He say, "The female of the 'spices'
is more dead than the male".

With woman, it's only trouble.

Irene? Get me into trouble?
That's impossible.

- Madam wishes to speak to you, sir.
- I'll be right over.

Paul, you gonna let this woman
come between us?

No. Not until 5:00.

That American girl
got him cuckoos.

Come on. Hurry up.

Hôtel Triumph.

Driver, to the Château Bleu.

Come over here.

What's the matter?
The husband meet you instead of her?

Long distance, please.
She's gone to America.

- Good! I hope she stay.
- Close the door.

Hello. Connect me
with the steamship Maurania,

which left Cherbourg this afternoon.

Yes.

I-I want to speak to Mrs. Bruce Vail.

Vail. V-A-I-L.

Say, that woman is the wife
of the great Bruce Vail?

Yeah.

Well, what do you s'pose from those?

MW. MW answering FML.

No, it's not coming in very good.

Okay, now. Hold on, please.

- Yes?
- Paris is calling, Mrs. Vail.

Just a moment, please.

Connect me, please.

Okay for Paris call.

Hello?

Yes, Paul.

Oh, my darling.

Paul, listen to me.

Listen. You must listen to me.

Y-Yes, but tell me why you left.
That's all I want to know.

Because I love you.

Goodbye, Paul. Goodbye.

Irene? Irene, dear?

I - I can never come back to you.

And you must never try to find me.

Irene! Irene!

Don't call me back. Please don't.
They'll trace it.

Irene? Irene!

Irene!

Oh, thank you.

Well, I've wined and I've dined,
but I miss my lady.

- And how is my lady's headache, hmm?
- I'm all right, thank you.

Splendid. How about a bottle of wine, eh?
To further the recovery?

- No, thank you.
- No?

Well, if memory serves me right,

our first honeymoon began
on a boat, didn't it?

And here begins our second honeymoon.

It's rather a pretty thought, isn't it?

And I've got you back.
I got you back again.

- Bruce!
- Yes, it's me and you. And you!

Oh, please!

Irene, kiss me.

- Kiss me, Irene.
- No.

Oh, I see.

- Too soon from his arms, eh?
- Oh, don't. Please.

Well, it's true, isn't it?

What's he like, Irene?
Why don't you tell me about him?

Perhaps I might be able to follow
in my master's footsteps.

Or perhaps you've forgotten him.

You've parted.

And there have been
so many other gentlemen, haven't there?

But of them all, which do you rate
the most charming?

Oh, of course.

The one whose life
you're so desperately trying to save, eh?

Wouldn't it be wonderful, Irene,

if you were a magician
and could change me into him?

Just think.

You two alone, right now, in this room.

On this boat.

In the middle of the sea.

What would you give, Irene?

Well? What would you give?

I'd give my soul.

You're right, Bruce.
This time you're right.

This time there is another man.

You set a trap to catch me with one,

and another came instead
to tell me that he loves me.

And for me to tell him I love him too.

And you did it.
You did it all by yourself.

Isn't that funny?

Don't you think that's funny?

Before he came, I -
I never even looked at another man.

But you wouldn't believe me,

so you created one
and you sent him right into my arms.

I'll kill you.

So you really are in love, eh?

But I'll get you back when I find him.

And I will find him, Irene.

Send the stewardess to pack my things.
I'm taking another cabin.

I tell you, she's in trouble. I know it.

She was trying to tell me
when we were cut off.

There is a boat leaving
for New York on Tuesday.

I'll find her.

Hey, Paul, you're the biggest fool
in the whole world.

Except me. I'm-a going with you.

Cesare, you're crazy.
You can't give up all this for me.

And you can't give up all this for her.
So we are both crazy.

Look at them "skywipers".

She's there.

Somewhere.

I don't like it. It's too big.

Paul, she warned you not to come.

In one hour I'll be with her.

In an hour?

Testa dura.

Well, what else?

She's working as a model in a small
dress shop, using the name of Ventor.

Hello, yes?

Well, I'll tell you the exact date
of the Princess Irene's maiden voyage

in three days.

Yes, all right.

Do you wish our services
any longer, Mr. Vail?

Yes, go on with it.

I want to know every move she makes
and a report of every person she meets.

Yes, sir.

Say, Paul, you cannot find this woman.
Why don't you give it up?

- Double brandy, please.
- Yeah, double me too. But double it.

It's too bad she don't live
with the husband now.

- You could find her a long time ago.
- Shut up.

If she were living with her husband,
I wouldn't want to find her.

- Well, that just a little idea I got.
- Send a waiter, please.

Now, don't forget.

Order bouillabaisse and do exactly as I've
told you, and this place will be ours.

Paul, this scheme you got is no good.
It will not work.

It just some beautiful dream.

Beautiful dream or not,
I have tried everything else.

So, since I can't find her,
I've got to make her find me.

- This is the only way I know of to do it.
- But the scheme will not work.

This is not the Château Bleu
and this is not Paris.

Order that bouillabaisse
and do as I told you,

and I'll make this place
another Château Bleu.

Only smarter and more expensive,

where everybody in this town
will come and dine.

And she will come too, Cesare. She will.

Sooner or later.

What are you folks gonna have?

Bouillabaisse.

Okay.

"What are you folks gonna have? Okay".

You have the nerve to call
this dishwater bouillabaisse?

Hey, if that's bouillabaisse,
I will eat it.

- But, uh -
- You are the headwaiter?

Sure, sir.

"Sure, sir".

Send the proprietor,
what's-his-name, Victor here.

- You're doing fine. Keep it up.
- Keep it up? I'm-a trying to keep it down.

Say, this bouillabaisse is no good.

You can let that woman spoil your life,
but she's not gonna spoil my stomach.

Be quiet. Here he comes.

Something wrong, gentlemen?

How do you like those? How could anything
be right in a place like this?

- You are Victor, aren't you?
- You are American?

- Yes.
- That's all I wanted to know.

In a country where people eat to live
instead of live to eat, I'm not surprised.

Even if the food were good,
how could one eat it?

Hey, look at this.

Say, I got a little jumpin' pain here.
Maybe we are poisoned.

I wouldn't be surprised.

Look at those waiters.

- Sixty-two dollars, he owes me.
- How do you expect to get it?

- They are waiters, aren't they?
- Why, yes.

Uh, is there anything wrong
with the service?

We couldn't say. We haven't had any yet.
Have we, Cesare?

Waiters? You call those waiters?

They look like pepper hangers.

I'm starving. Let's go feed some place.

You know, it's a shame
to see a place

in a such a wonderful location
and such possibilities

heading for bankruptcy.

Uh, gentlemen, please.

I couldn't help but listen.
Sit down a moment, please.

- I'd like to talk to you.
- Well, if you wish.

You're restaurant men, aren't you?

If you were a restaurateur,

you couldn't help but feel
the presence of the great Cesare.

The world's most famous chef, perhaps.

Hey, how you get like it was "perhaps"?

And before you, not perhaps,

you see the world's greatest headwaiter.

I make a mistake. He's not a headwaiter.
He's a host with genius.

Tell me, how much does
your headwaiter pay you?

- Pay me?
- Yes.

Oh, I pay him.

What? Do you mean you pay
your headwaiter a salary?

Yes. And a percentage.

Why?

Oh.

Look at this, the shirts, the jackets.

The collars and neckties and -

- Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.
- Careless.

A salary and a percentage.

For that.

Well...

Oh, I... I see. I-I see what you mean.

Excuse me a moment, please.

- Well, let's go.
- Good evening.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.
Follow me, please.

- Well, it's about time.
- Oh, I'm terribly sorry, madam.

This table will be very nice.
Don't you think?

Boy.

- Take those two setups away.
- Yes, sir.

Will you have some wine with your dinner?

- Madam.
- Yes.

Waiter!

Yes, sir.

- The wine list.
- Yes, sir.

- Is this light too bright for you, madam?
- No, it's quite all right.

- Are you the new headwaiter?
- Yes, madam.

Captain.

Waiter!

- Take the order.
- Yes, sir.

Do you think that I could persuade him
to work for me?

If you do, he must be the boss,
the whole work.

Could attract every woman in town.

Yes, but he only wanna attract one.

You call those nails clean?

Joe, you're not cleaning
your tables fast enough.

Philip, watch your bread and butter
setups. You were slow last night.

- Have your mustache trimmed.
- Yes, sir.

Turn around.

Oh, Judy, you've got
a run in your stocking.

- Change them before dinnertime.
- Yes, sir.

And you and Mary, don't forget.
You are here to check hats. Nothing else.

- None of this, hmm?
- Yes, sir.

- You're looking swell.
- Oh, thank you, sir.

All right,
let's go over the reservation list.

All right, Cesare.

"Okays". Everybody take
your stations. "Scrams".

Hey, Paul, why so much inspection
every day, every day?

You're too strict.
All the help is talking about you.

Yes. And all the customers
are talking about Victor's.

And one of these days, she will hear
and she will come, Cesare.

That's all that matters.

And by the way,

for a man who could take an old shoe
and make it taste like a golden pheasant,

I can't understand how you can miss
the salad dressing by just that much.

Well...

- And this?
- This is Jasper and party.

- Here?
- The Carters.

- Here?
- Captain Osgood.

- All right. And there?
- Sir Frederick Peters and Lady Humboldt.

All right, that's all.

I beg your pardon, sir, but, uh,

Mrs. Worthington-Worthington
has this table.

How many times have I told you
not to seat anyone at this table?

But Mrs. Worthington-Worthington insisted.

Mrs. Worthington-Worthington
is always insisting.

Try to remember that this table
is reserved permanently.

And these flowers
are to be replaced daily.

- Is there something you wish?
- I want to speak to Miss Ventor.

Will you wait a few moments, please?

Whew! I guess I'll take five minutes off
and have a headache in peace.

Honestly, sometimes I think that...

- What's the matter?
- Nothing. I just...

Is something the trouble, honey?

Oh, now, don't let it get you,
whatever it is.

I suppose it's love or something.

Love and everything.

What do you do when there's nothing left
for you to do at all?

Some man here
wants to see Miss Ventor.

Me? Are you sure?

Miss Ventor?

Now, just a minute.
This is a dressing room.

Customers have to stay out on the floor
or deal somewhere else.

- See?
- See?

It's all right, Mrs. Vaughan. Don't worry.

I'm not gonna eat anyone. I just want
to speak to Miss Ventor for a few minutes.

Sit down, Mrs. Vail.

- My name is -
- Give it up, Mrs. Vail.

I hate arguing with a lady.

- What do you want?
- I don't want anything.

But you're wanted in Paris
as a witness in a murder case.

- Witness? Against whom?
- Who do you think?

The guy that broke in on you that night,
killed the chauffeur and kidnapped you.

They finally got him.

Now, look, Mrs. Vail,

we're cooperating with the French police
and they want you to go to Paris.

Your husband is leaving tonight
on the Hindenburg.

Will you be going with him?

If it's true.

- Yes?
- Mrs. Vail.

Oh, ask her in, please.

Ah.

Greetings, my dear.

Well, what do you think of your portrait?

I had it painted
from a cherished photograph.

And I'm going to hang it
in the royal suite of the Princess Irene.

By the neck until it dies?

I have very little to say to you, Bruce.
A few questions and answers.

Well, name ten.

- Would you like a little sherry?
- No, thank you.

Your friend, disguised as a detective,
gave me your message.

- I don't believe it.
- No?

"Murderer of your chauffeur
Michael Browsky arrested

and awaiting trial. Stop.

Evidence against him conclusive,
but need your testimony".

What will they do to him?

Oh, I believe the French have a custom
of erecting a guillotine at dawn.

- Go on.
- Go on? With what?

Why, our duty is clear. We leave
for Paris tonight on the Hindenburg.

The Princess Irene sails for France next
week and I've got to be there to meet her.

And while we're in France,
we'll see that no harm comes to our hero.

- And then?
- And then?

Why, we sail back on the Princess Irene.

You will be my wife
because I am your husband.

So, you see, my dear, it's just
a commonplace little tale after all.

- And are we going to fly tonight?
- Yes.

You're a very clever man.

Then shall we celebrate
by dining together?

By eating together. Humble pie for me.

I suppose your friend detective
knows the address of my apartment.

Oh, yes. He's had it as long as you have.

Irene, please. Don't let's be any harsher
to each other than we have to be.

- Irene, kiss me.
- No.

Bruce, if you'll see that he goes free...

I'll come back to you.

And I'll stay.

I promise.

- Are you packed?
- Yes.

Just wanted to see
if you were there, my dear.

I might have known by the temperature.

- Well, where would you like to dine?
- Any place.

They say Victor's is the place to go.

Take us to Victor's.

I make only one condition, my dear.

I don't mind your gloom when we're alone.

But when we get there,
will you please smile?

Smile at what?

- At me, your husband.
- All right. When we get to Victor's.

Table for two, please.

I'm sorry, sir, but without reservations -

Send the headwaiter to me.

Irene, darling. So good to see you again.

It must be grand to have
a boat named after you.

Bruce, you will spoil her.

I beg your pardon, sir.
Could we manage a table for two?

- No reservation?
- No, sir.

- No table.
- But, uh, sir...

- Who are they?
- I don't know.

He's with the woman in black.

Well, good night, Bruce.

- Good night, Irene.
- Good night.

- See you soon.
- Good night, Irene.

Good night, Bruce.

- You sent for me, sir?
- Are you the headwaiter?

Yes, sir.

Good evening, madam.

Table for two, sir?

Follow me, please.

Oh!

What is it?

What is it?

What is it? What's wrong?

Oh, nothing.
You asked me to smile, didn't you?

That's very funny, my dear,
but aren't you overdoing it a trifle?

Oh!

I can't help it. I'm so happy.

- What's your name?
- Paul, sir.

- Ever served me before?
- I don't think so, sir.

You sure? Not here or Paris?

I haven't had the honor, sir.

Funny. I could've sworn
I'd seen you somewhere before.

However, if you did serve me,

you'd realize that
I appreciate two things -

special service and special food.

And tonight we shall want both.

We're crossing on the Hindenburg
and we haven't much time.

- What would you like, my dear?
- Oh, dear, I don't know.

It really doesn't matter.

- If I may suggest?
- Oh, please do.

Lobster cardinale à la Cesare,

salad chiffonade, Pink Cap champagne 1921.

Does that suggest anything to madam?

Um, oh, let me see.

Yes, it suggests Paris,
a gay evening, a spring night.

And indigestion for me.
However, this is a special occasion.

All right, my man. Bring the lobster
and don't spare the wine.

It will be a wonderful night
for the crossing.

No wind and a full moon,

and just you and I.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Oh, Jack. Serve table 22.

- Your table, sir?
- From now on, it is anybody's table.

Lobster cardinale à la Cesare.

Lobster cardinale a la Cesare.

- Salad chiffonade.
- Salad chiffonade.

Pink Cap '21.

What did you say? Pink -

She's here! She - She -

Paul! P-Paul!

Paul! Paul!

Paul.

Paul. Th-That woman, sh-she is here.

What a night for a crossing.

No wind and a full moon.

Full moon?

But, Paul, you looked for her,
y-you got her.

- She is here, Paul! She is here!
- Yes, she's here!

With her husband.

You look very happy, my dear.

Well, aren't you going to say something?

- Uh, all right. Have you the tickets?
- Yes.

- May I see them, please?
- Of course.

There you are.

- Have you gone mad?
- No, I never felt saner in my life.

- I'm not going with you, Bruce.
- What?

Driver, stop the car.

- Look here. You made a bargain with me.
- I'm breaking it.

Irene. Irene!

- Cesare! Cesare!
- You?

- Cesare, where is Paul?
- He's inside.

He don't wanna talk to nobody, even to me.
Now go away. Go on.

That's more trouble.

What happened?

No moon tonight?

Too much wind?

Oh, Paul, sit down.

Oh, but madam forgets herself.
I am merely a waiter.

A headwaiter.

Why don't you laugh, Mrs. Vail?

- Did you think I was laughing at you?
- You were, weren't you?

Must have been very funny to find
your hero of that night a headwaiter.

For a woman of the world,
it makes a delightful story.

"Woman of the world".
Paul, I'm a mannequin.

- You?
- And not very well paid either.

But... why did you laugh?

Oh, Paul.

Paul.

Coco.

Coco, will you please tell Paul
that people laugh when they're happy?

And I am for the first time
in many, many months.

Of course some people cry
when they're happy.

- Ask Paul if he wants me to cry.
- No. Ask her why she left me.

Ask her why she's here tonight. Ask her -

Coco, ask him not to ask me.

Ask him please to trust me.

I want to know one thing.

Oris it a joke?

Coco...

tell him how much he meant to me
all these long, miserable months.

Tell him what it means to me
to be sitting here with him now.

Alone. Free.

My first happy moment
since that lovely night in Paris.

Coco, ask him to ask me to dance.

- What is it?
- Eggs a la Kansas.

- They look marvelous.
- They are.

- Let me help you.
- No, I'm going to wait on you.

Now make believe
you're just coming home for dinner.

Huh? Oh, right.

- Good evening, my dear.
- Oh, hello, Paul.

What? Fish again?

Oh, dear.

Paul, why must you read the newspaper
at the dinner table?

Well, he's done it.

Who?

- Old Man Duchamp. Remember him?
- Old Man Duchamp?

Yes, he's finally married
his daughter off.

Well, well.

- Not the one with the mustache?
- No.

The one with the glass eye.

You know, you're actually going to
meet Duchamp when we get back to Paris.

He really exists.

Paul.

- We're not going to Paris.
- No? Where? Kansas?

No, not Kansas.

- We're going to Tahiti.
- Tahiti?

- The South Seas.
- Seriously?

I've never been more serious in my life.

Paul, it will be wonderful.
We can be really happy there.

We'll forget about the past.
We'll live in a lazy future.

We'll fish and swim and eat and sleep.

What will we live on?

All you have to do is sit under a tree
and wait for a coconut to hit you.

Of course,
if you're really energetic,

you can reach out your hand for a mango.

There are so many fish, all you have to do
is whistle and they come right out.

Oh, yes? Like this?

No, like this.

That sounds entrancing
for a very short time.

No, no, no, not for a very short time.
Forever.

Paul...

I want to forget everything
that's ever happened.

I want to think only of you

and me and us, forever.

- Paul, it's tomorrow.
- Is it?

It's our tomorrow. It belongs to us.

We won't let anyone take it
from us, will we?

- We mustn't let them.
- Of course not.

- Paul.
- Yes?

- We can't go back to Paris.
- No, no, that's settled.

- We can't go back.
- Why do you keep on saying that?

Why are you so hopeless?

As if we were exiles,
as if we were criminals.

- We are.
- Oh, no, no.

You're just like a child
who makes up stories.

Oh, this isn't a story I made up.
I only wish it were.

Maybe it is a story.
Maybe it never happened.

Maybe that chauffeur never came
into my room.

Maybe you never struck him.
Maybe he didn't die.

What?

Die?

Oh.

But... you mean, they are looking for me?

For murder?

Paul, do you see now
why you can't go back?

Eh? No.

No, I don't understand.

If they want me, they can find me here.

I haven't changed my name.
I haven't hidden.

They're not looking for you now, but
if anything should go wrong at the trial -

My husband will stop at nothing.
He'll frame you. He'll do anything.

Wait a minute.

Which trial?

What are you holding back?

What are you trying to tell me?
Have they arrested someone else?

Yes. But it doesn't matter, Paul.
He's probably a criminal.

Why didn't you tell me?

Paul. Paul, you're not going back.
You mustn't.

It's his life against ours.
Two of us against one, Paul.

And we've just begun to live.

Paul, if we cross the street,
go in that door and buy our tickets,

who will know?

Yes, they say Tahiti is beautiful.

We can't give up the rest of our lives.

- No regrets?
- No.

There are so many things
I want to know about you.

Things that would take years
of being together and talking.

- I want to know them all now, all at once.
- What sort of things?

What were you like
when you were a little boy?

- Were you always late for school?
- Oh, that sort of thing.

You wouldn't have liked me then.

You wouldn't have looked at me.
I had braces all over my teeth.

Oh!

What a shame.

"Renouncing her millionaire husband
for the love of a headwaiter,

the glamorous Mrs. Bruce Vail
is speeding across the Atlantic

on the maiden voyage of her husband's
super liner, Princess Irene,

with the man of her heart,
determined to prove his innocence".

Oh, that's enough!

Well, Inspector, what do you suggest now?

I'm sorry to disappoint you
this time, Mr. Vail,

but I haven't very good news for you.

Headquarters has talked
on the radio phone with Mrs. Vail,

and their opinion has changed completely.

What do you mean?

Well, you haven't a chance of getting
a conviction against Paul Dumond.

You see, Mr. Vail, in a case concerning
a woman's honor, the Paris courts -

Get out.

- But, Mr. Vail -
- Get out!

Can I do anything for you, sir?

Yes. Get me Commodore Eldridge
on the Princess Irene.

Princess Irene, sir.

Hello. Commodore?

Well, I'm very disappointed
in your first day's run.

Yes, yes. I got the weather reports.
What about them?

Now, look here.

You'd better make up your mind that you're
not going to break the record this trip.

Things are a bit thick out here.

We're in fog.
And it's getting soupier every minute.

That makes no difference.

I want the record.

This trip. You understand? This crossing.

Wait a minute, Mr. Vail.

We're in cold water here, 40 degrees.

You know what that means
this time of year.

And in heavy fog. I -

This is my responsibility.

And you're taking orders from me.

Fog or no fog, you bring that ship here.

Captain Alden.

Mr. Mullins, give me the last report
from the ice patrol.

Yes, sir.

- What is it, sir?
- I've just talked to Vail.

He insists on a record crossing.

Have you seen the last ice report?

- I sent for it.
- Well, I've read it.

They still advise extreme caution.

Vail wants a record this crossing.

You're not going to attempt it, sir?

- Full speed.
- Full speed, sir.

Full speed ahead!

Did madam ring for a waiter?

Darling, you're crying.

Oh, I'm so glad you've come.

I needed you.

- You're going back on your word.
- It's no use. I can't be gay.

Every minute, we're nearer Paris.

Don't think about Paris.

Don't think about anything

except today, tonight, tomorrow.

I'll try.

Luncheon, madame?

Let's see the card.

May I suggest something
that is not on the menu, sir?

- Uh-huh.
- Lobster cardinale.

Oh, no. No, it wouldn't be right
to have anyone but Cesare make it for us.

Poor Cesare.
I'll never forget his goodbye. Will you?

Poor Cesare.

- Let's have it in his honor.
- Good.

- And salad chiffonade.
- Yes, sir.

- And Pink Cap champagne 1921.
- 1921.

Yes, sir.

- All we need is the music.
- Play this one, darling.

All right.

It's our tango! Shall we?

- How can I? I have my shoes on.
- Oh, by all means.

Psst! I got them to order it, sir.

Good. Now I will show the cook
how to make it.

You won't get me in trouble, sir?

Trouble? Get you into trouble?
Say, I must look out for myself!

I don't even got a passport.
I'm a "stowsaway".

Don't worry, my friend.

Please, mister, we don't allow
no passenger to cook.

I want to cook for just one gentleman.
Look, I got the order here.

You better go away
while your skin is still on top of you.

Not until you tell me I can cook
for this one gentleman.

He is in love and he must feel fine
every minute of the day and night.

Who is this man?

Paul Dumond,
the greatest headwaiter in the world.

- No!
- Yes!

- From the Château Bleu?
- Not now, but before.

I will cook for Paul Dumond.

I will give him the chance
to appraise my cooking.

You will cook?
Who told you you could cook?

I am the great chef Luigi Viliani.

Then tell me something.

What kind of sauce you put on top
of the steak when you put them on top?

- Now don't lie!
- Sauce Cesare.

Well, who make the invention
for this sauce Cesare?

The greatest chef of all - Cesare.

Well, well, say something, say something.

Eh?

Don't you "realize" me?

Cesare!

- Mr. Mullins.
- Yes, sir?

Relieve the lookouts on the bow.
Have them changed every hour.

It isn't like Vail to give
an order like this.

You couldn't talk him out of it, sir?

This may not be as bad as it looks.

Probably clear up in a little while.

We're right on that eastbound track.

Shouldn't be any ice
this far south, anyway.

All right, you guys. If you see any ice,
don't stop to pick no daisies.

- Turn on that alarm.
- Okay.

- Not very good, eh?
- No, it's wonderful, really.

Go ahead, taste it. Don't be afraid.

Impossible.

There is only one man who can make...

What?

Well, I may be wrong, but...

- How do you like that!
- What?

Excuse me one minute, darling.

- What?
- I'll be back.

Such imagination. Such feeling!

- So.
- So.

Hello, Paul.

Come on.

Goodbye, gentlemen.
I hope you were glad to meet me.

Goodbye, Cesare.

Now, why did you do this?

They cannot do something to you
without me.

Paul, I was in the room, and I see
the chauffeur pull the knife on you.

The police will believe that.

Maybe.

This is one salad I'll have to mix myself.

Where did you sleep last night?

In the lifeboat. With the seagulls.

- They didn't mind?
- No.

Hey, Paul, how can you make wise enough
with your head on the guillotine?

You don't fool me.
I know what's inside you.

Only your face is laughing.

Did you hear me, sir? The temperature
of the air is still falling.

Sir.

Seawater has dropped to 34 degrees.

- Very well.
- Yes, sir.

You've got 3,000 people on board this ship

whose lives are more important to them
than any record.

- You've got no right -
- Captain Alden, you're relieved from duty.

You may go below.

Yes, sir.

There's nothing more I can do.
I've been ordered below.

Captain Alden,
I've just relieved you from duty.

Do I have to relieve you too, sir?

Perhaps you should, sir.

Look!

- Full astern!
- There it is, sir! Starboard bow!

- Left rudder. Hard over!
- Hard left, sir.

We're gonna crash!

Close the watertight doors!

Paul!

Emergency crew,
report to station number two!

Clear hold number one!
We're closing watertight door number two!

- Down number two hold!
- Yes, sir!

Down number three!

Keep calm, everybody! Keep calm, please!

Get your life vests! Go to your stations!

Women and children first!

Women and children first!

Don't overload those lifeboats.

We're counting on you men
to do what's right.

Let the women and children go first.

Women and children first!

Women and children first!

Get your life vests!

Keep calm, everybody! Keep calm!

All boats at lifeboat stations
must wait until deployed.

Passengers assigned to them will report
fo the lifeboat stations four and 11

on the port side.

Get in there
and get this boat covered!

- Are you all right, Cesare?
- I'm all right, Paul.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- Take care of him.
- Yes, sir. I'll put him in a lifeboat.

Men, keep clear of all lifeboats.

Women and children!

Irene! Irene!

Need help immediately.
Shipping water fast.

Latitude 42 degrees, 11 minutes north.

Longitude 53 degrees, 2 minutes west.

It's the Princess Irene.
She's struck an iceberg.

SOS. The Princess Irene struck an iceberg.
Latitude 42 degrees, 11 minutes north.

SOS. Princess Irene.

SOS.

- SOS.
- SOS.

- SOS.
- SOS.

Goodbye, darling. Goodbye.

No men
will be permitted to leave the ship

until all women and children have...

- Please let -
- The women first!

Please let me go!

No more room here. This boat's full.

That's all right, darling.
I'll be on the next boat.

That's all right, darling.

No more room here.

Lower away!

Are there any
women and children left on the boat?

This is the last lifeboat!
The last lifeboat!

- This is the last lifeboat!
- Help me please. Take her. She's hurt.

- No! No, I won't go! No!
- This is the last lifeboat!

- Paul! Paul! Paul!
- The last lifeboat!

- No! No, let me go! Paul!
- Keep clear of the lifeboats!

No! No! No!

No, darling, please!
This is the last boat.

- Hold it!
- Hold it!

Darling, my darling, it's not worth it.
We would only have a moment together.

- Want to stay with you! I won't go!
- Officer, please!

- No, I'm staying with you, Paul.
- Take her. Take her, please.

Take her. You must go, my darling.
You must. Please, darling! Go.

- All away!
- No, wait! Wait!

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

Hope was virtually abandoned late today

for passengers and crew
of the steamship 'Princess Irene',

giant transoceanic liner

which crashed into an iceberg
in the North Atlantic this afternoon.

Of the 3,000 persons aboard the ship,

naval authorities doubt
that more than a handful survived.

Officials are puzziled
by several aspects of the tragedy.

The inability of radio stations fo contact
the 'Princess Irene' in the past three hours

has convinced most experts that the liner
already has gone to the bottom,

carrying passengers and crew
fo their deaths.

Not since the sinking
of the 'Titanic' in 1912

has a sea disaster of such appalling
proportions shocked the world.

Amen.

Paul.

Paul?

Come on, hurry!

Come on.

If this bulkhead doesn't hold,
she's going down.

- Don't be a fool!
- Let me go! Let me go!

Not a chance!

I wish I had known you so many years ago.

♪ Nearer

♪ My God

♪ To thee

♪ Nearer

♪ To thee

Hey, you never really did
finish telling me

what you looked like
when you had braces all over your teeth.

I... I was awful.

My... My hair was as straight as a stick.

And I was so shy.
If anyone looked at me, I'd run away.

Yes, of course.

Did you always look like this? Your eyes?

I don't know.

So many things
I don't know about you. Tell me -

Where did you live?
Where - Where did you go to school?

Oh, I went...

♪ Though like the wanderer

♪ The sun gone down

♪ Darkness

♪ Be over me

When did you fall in love with me?
Can you remember?

The exact moment.

We were in the cab,
and you just had said "Oh" again.

And I was about to ask you
to meet me tomorrow.

Tomorrow. Oh, Paul!

Don't be frightened.
We have nothing to fear anymore.

Everything now seems so little.

So unimportant.

Attention.

Attention, everyone. Attention.

The forward bulkheads are holding

and the ship is in no danger of sinking.

Help is on the way.

The lifeboats are standing by,

and you will soon be with your families.

Let me thank you all, with the Commodore,
for your courage.

Hey! Did you hear what he said?
Did you hear what he said?

He said - He said we were safe!
He said we were safe!

We're safe! He said we were safe!

The bulkhead is holding!