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Dismissed.

Boys...

Remember this--

when Mr. Butterbass
calls you to attention,

I want to see every eyelid snap.

Together: Yes, sir!

Take your posts.

Good morning, young ladies.

Together: Good morning,
Mr. Hammerstein.

[Clears throat]
About, uh, face.

That is one thing
I will not tolerate

in this hotel.

Dismissed!

And now the band.

Oh. Right over here.

[Muttering]

Shh!

Good morning, Popeye.

How dare you speak when I've
not asked you a question?

Now then...

I have had several complaints
about all of you.

That's funny. No one
has complained to me.

Hammerstein: Silence!

I will dismiss, discharge,
and disqualify any employee

who gets familiar
with the guests.

But what happens

if the guests get
familiar with us?

Quiet!

Please.

I have been imported
from Switzerland

by the management
of this hotel...

To enforce discipline...

And I will!

Hmm.

Where is the boss
of this outfit?

Where is that loafer Roger bond

and his assistant loafer
Fred Astaire?

Coming right down.

[Laughs]

[Humming]

How do you feel, boy?

Yeah.

[Plays piano]

Well, this is all in one piece.

Well, that's more than we'll be

if we don't get over
to that hotel in 29 seconds.

Come on, kid, will you?

Well, why don't he
put a kitchenette

and bath in here?

Crazy, I guess.

Crazy, nothing.
That guy writes songs.

Well, that's screwy, ain't it?

It's so screwy that he can buy
a plane just like this.

[Plays piano]
Ah ah ah!

Don't touch.

[Musicians tuning
their instruments]

In just 10 seconds,
they go on the air.

If those two loafers
aren't here,

I'm going to fire them.

One to make ready...

2 to go...

5, 6, pick up sticks.

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

This is Roger bond
presenting his Yankee clippers

direct from the date grove
of the hotel hibiscus

at Miami, Florida.

We offer for your pleasure
as our first selection...

Music makes me

with a complete vocalization
by that charming, bubbling,

effervescent little lady,

miss honey hale.

Contact.

[Lively music starts]

♪ In me you see a sinner ♪

♪ And dancing is my crime ♪

♪ It seems a sin,
I've got to give in ♪

♪ Syncopated time ♪

♪ It makes me lose my dignity ♪

♪ It makes me lose my poise ♪

♪ Some folks call it music ♪

♪ My folks call it noise ♪

♪ I like music, old and new ♪

♪ But music makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ I like music ♪

♪ Sweet and blue ♪

♪ But music makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ My self-control
was something to brag about ♪

♪ Now it's a gag about town ♪

♪ The things I do
are never forgiven ♪

♪ And just when
I'm livin' 'em down ♪

♪ I hear music,
then I'm through ♪

♪ 'Cause music makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ I like music ♪

♪ I like it old, I like it new ♪

♪ But it makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ I like music ♪

♪ I like it sweet,
I like it blue ♪

♪ But it makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ My self-control
was something to brag about ♪

♪ Now it's a gag about town ♪

♪ The things I do
are never forgiven ♪

♪ And just when
I'm livin' 'em down ♪

♪ I hear music ♪

♪ Then I'm through ♪

♪ 'Cause music makes me do
the things I never should do ♪

♪ When I hear music ♪

Say, Rog.

Go easy, will you?

Don't bite the job
that feeds you.

Just what am I doing?

That Swiss bell ringer
is on the level

about not fooling
with the cash customers.

Uh-oh.

Hold your hats, boys.
Here we go again.

The Latin type.

Belinha, my head aches so badly.

I think I will go
and eat an aspirin.

You will excuse me.

Do not rise.

But, Titia, shall I go with you?

No, stay.
But while I am gone,

please do not
introduce to belinha

too many American customs.

Rog.

Hey, rog.

Huh?

The last time you had
that look in your eye,

all we had to live
on for 2 weeks

was a can of prepared dog food.

His father owns the sunny
side of wall street.

And writes the preferred list.

And they say if he'd
only give up aeroplanes,

songwriting, and
leading orchestras,

that he could name
his own figure.

He could name mine anytime.

You know, if a Brazilian girl

was half as interested
in him as you are

and had half your freedom,

she'd, uh...

Together:
She'd what?

She'd get him over here
just for you.

Oh, yeah?

You mean she'd try.

Watch me.

Oh, rog!

What is he doing now?

He just fell into the trombone.

You'd better have
a heart, belinha.

You'll break up
the whole orchestra.

Whenever a Brazilian girl
starts something,

she must finish it.

Yes, madame.

A pencil.

Yes.

Thank you.

Psst.

Remember the dog food.

And it was the kind
they made out of fish.

Man: Mr. bond.

For you, sir, from the lady,
sir--the dark one.

After all, look at her.
What have I got to lose?

Only 20 jobs.

Since when is dancing
a familiarity?

Perhaps it's
a formal resignation.

Uh-oh.
She's smiling at him.

What have these south Americans
got below the equator

that we haven't?

[Clears throat]

Excuse me, sir.
The, uh--

tell señora de Rezende
that her niece is dancing

with the orchestra leader.

Hurry, please!

Oh, waiter.

Tell de Rezende that Belinha
is dancing with a musician.

Yes, sir.

Go on.
Make it snappy.

Waiter: Here, boy.

Tell Rezende the kid's
dancing with the drummer.

Ok, pop.

Tell the old sea lion

that baby's hoofing
with a piccolo player.

Oh, madame!

Oh, madame!
Yes?

Mademoiselle is going in
a big way for a gigolo.

Belinha!
A gigolo? Oh!

My niece.

Is it possible?

The flower of the women...

[Speaking Portuguese]

...de Rezende!

Hmm.
Isn't it terrible?

[Music stops
and audience applauds]

Titia, uh...

This is my aunt.

Oh, how do you do?

My niece thanks you
for your politeness,

young man.

She will not require

any more of your
services this afternoon.

Is the usual rate higher?

I am not familiar
with such matters.

No, no.
It's quite all right.

It's, uh, very generous...

I think.

Oh, just a moment.

With my compliments.

The quaint young man
has given me an orchid.

In my country, they grow
like weeds, you know.

Come, belinha.

Señora, would your niece
prefer a geranium

or a begonia, perhaps?
I, um...

[Accordion plays a dirge]

Oh. Ha ha.

Pull in your apples, boys.

Here comes William tell.

Well, Roger's done it again.

Yeah. Just as I was getting
caught up with my alimony, too.

That sir Galahad

has gotten us kicked
out of every job

from Maine to Miami.

I wonder where we go from here.

Heads, we go north,
and tails, we go south.

And the quarter goes
to the bellhop.

Hey, mug, that's my case 2 bits.

Man: Here comes Fred.

Fred: Boys. Boys and girls.
And you, too, honey...

Have I got a surprise for you.

It couldn't be money.

Man: Well, what is it?

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

This is really good news.
Rog has outdone himself.

I'll bet he's broken both legs

running after 2 women
at the same time.

Nothing of the kind.

He's landed us a job in Rio.

Rio de Janeiro.
The hotel Atlantico.

We'll be flying down
any morning now.

And swimming back
in the afternoon.

I'm taking my water wings.

Fred: Will one of you boys
pass out these salary checks?

[Talking all at once]

I said one of you.

Well, I can pass them out.

Here, Eddie.
You do it.

Get in line, you guys.

Oh, I beg your par--

[coldly]
Good morning.

Mr. bond...

I'm so sorry.

I had no idea I was
making trouble.

Think nothing of it.

I'm just accepting
a new engagement...

And not to dance, either.

Please, don't be angry with me.

I'm sorry.

I...
I must send this.

You see, we missed the plane
to Rio de Janeiro

on account of Titia's headache.

Did you say...
Rio de Janeiro?

Yes.

Father is not so well

and wants me there right away.

What a strange coincidence.

[Clears throat]

It happens, it just so happens

that I have a friend who's
flying his own plane down south.

How far is he going?

Just as far as you want him to.

If he could fly me
to port-au-prince,

I could still catch this
morning's plane to Rio.

Do you think he'd take me?

Take you?

Well, I think
I could persuade him.

Oh, how nice of you.

I'll go right up and tell titia

to pack at once.

Oh, just a moment.

You see, um...

My friend's plane is very small,

and it only has room
for one passenger.

Oh, dear.

Are you afraid your aunt
won't let you?

She'll have to,
for father's sake.

Dear father.

Titia can take the next
plane. I'll tell her.

Hi, rog.
Everything all set?

I hope so, baby.
I hope so.

Shall I lay out
your heliotrope coveralls

or the pink ones
with the tan grease spots?

Huh?

Well, I usually fly
with you, don't I?

Or am I just a fly
on the carburetor?

Oh, I tell you, Freddy, old man,

you see, it's this way.

I met a friend,
a very old friend,

who, um, who asked me
as a very special favor.

You know how it is,

so you'll have to
fly down with the boys.

You don't mind, do you?
See that they all

have a dill pickle
with their box lunch.

Oh, and send this wire
saying we're coming.

I'll see you in Rio.
Flying down to Rio.

Boy, what a title for a
new song. You like that?

Yeah.
Yeah.

And the very name for
that new number, too.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Well, see you in Rio, old boy.

Yeah.

Is this the plane
of the gentleman

who is taking a lady to Rio?

Yes, Ma'am. That is,
if you're the lady

who expects to go to Rio

with the gentleman in the plane.

My niece is going.
Kindly conduct us.

Yes, Ma'am.
Right this way.

Are you the conductor?

Have you the proper credentials?

Are you married?

You have children?

Why does he not speak?

Is he a deaf-mute or only dumb?

Please, titia.

He's doing us a favor.

I don't know.

It does not appear
to be quite right.

Perhaps I'd better go along.

No, you can't, lady.
You see, it won't fly

with more than 2 aboard.
Oh.

Here we go.
Step right up, miss.

There we are.

Wait. I have not kissed
my niece yet.

Don't worry, lady.

He'll take care of that for you.

Belinha, do not speak to him

unless it is
absolutely necessary.

Oh, dear.

Something tells me I should
never have let her go.

Rodriguez, get them down.

Go after them.

Señora de rezende...

I was a good coachman.

You made of me a chauffeur,

but you cannot expect
me to be an eagle!

Do I have to fly
all the way to Haiti

on a piano bench?

Do I...

[Plays piano]

♪ Just a gigolo ♪

♪ Everywhere I go ♪

[engine rattling]

[Sputtering]

Was that a close shave!

Wasn't it fortunate
this convenient beach

was at your disposal

when the motor went wrong?

Or perhaps your plane
always makes a false landing

when you have a lady passenger.

I don't think
it's anything serious.

Probably just the gas line.

We should be off in no time.

I'll believe you when
we're in the air again.

So you're going to be
a sap and fix it, hmm?

What?

When was there
a better opportunity

for dirty work
at the crossroads?

Throw away part of the motor.

She'll never know
the difference.

Listen. Your suggestions
have been getting me

into messes all my life,

and I'm the one who ends up
getting his face slapped.

All right, but don't
keep reminding me

of the opportunity you missed.

Well, I suppose I'll
never hear the end of it

unless I do as you say.

This is going to be
more serious than I thought.

Of course he's
deliberately trying

to keep you here.

That's why he picked
a deserted island.

Isn't that what you want?

I can't let him know that.

After all, I must
maintain my reserve.

You and your reserve.

If people knew you as I do,

they might be a
little bit shocked.

Now give her your bag of tricks.

You know how we always do it.

Start with your music.

Oh, I don't think she'll
fall for that old line.

We haven't met one
yet who didn't.

What'll I play?

Can't you get an inspiration

by just looking at her?

Look at her!

She's like an orchid...

And there's the moonlight.

Orchids in the moonlight. There.

I've given you another
title for a song.

[Playing slow melody]

If they only understood
themselves as we do.

Isn't it silly how
humans deny themselves

the things they want most?

To satisfy stupid convention.

But we can speak the truth.

I can say I love you.

Oh, I...

I didn't mean this.

I don't know how it happened.

What difference does it make?

It happened.
Isn't that enough?

No. You don't understand.

I haven't the right.

My life has long been arranged.

Don't tell me anything
so 18th-century

as a family arrangement could--

we do things so in my country.

Then I'm going to institute
some radical changes

in your country.

But my fiance has even built me
a beautiful home on Rio bay.

But you love me.

You're taking a lot for granted.

And I love you.

You don't even know my name.

You must forget tonight.

Now you're taking
a lot for granted.

I'm determined that you'll
never see me again.

If I have to turn
the country upside down,

I'll see you.

I won't permit you.

Oh, we'll see about that.

You'll do just as I say.

Oh, will I?

You will.

I will not. Your family,
your fiance,

the army, the Navy,
and all of south America

can't stop me, and
if you're silly enough

to think that--

ow!

I've stood about
enough from you.

Oh, miss.

Oh, miss.

Good morning.

I'm just going down
to the corner drugstore

to get some breakfast.

Is there any special way
you like your coconut juice?

Hey, listen.

I'm not going to spend
the rest of my days

with a dumb wife.

Well, if you're going
to act that way,

I've got some
looking around to do.

[Rustling]

Mr. bond!

Mr. bond!

Where are you?

Where are you?

Roger! Where are you?
Where have you gone?

What's the matter?

Wild men! Cannibals!

Where? Oh!

Roger! Roger!

Darling! Roger!

Ohh...

What happened?

Roger: I don't know.

[Rustling]

[British accent]
Oh, I say.

I beg your pardon, sir,

but it is strictly against
the rules to move the ball.

Say...

What kind of a desert
island is this, anyway?

Where are we?

This is Haiti, sir.

Port-au-prince golf club.

Oh, I was availing
myself a little

early morning practice

for the caddies'
tournament, sir.

Belinha: But I saw wild men.

[Men laughing and talking]

Ah, the bellhops taking
their morning dip.

Ha ha ha!

Wild men! Ha ha!

Fancy that!

Say, um, is there
any place near here

where I can get a mechanic
to fix my plane?

Oh, certainly, sir.

The airport's a 5-minute
jaunt from here.

If you listen, you can hear them
warming up the Rio plane.

You mean we caught up
with yesterday's plane?

Oh, yes, sir.
It spent the night here.

It leaves in 10 minutes.

Splendid.

I'll get my bag

and take the Rio plane
the rest of the way.

Thank you so much
for the lift, Mr. bond.

It was lovely of you.

Good-bye.

Come.

Oh, right-o!

Say, wait a minute.

I can fix my plane in a jiffy.

To Rio.

Right-o!

Belinha: If you're looking
for the part of your motor

you threw away,

you'll find it
on top of the piano.

Oh, this isn't just
another girl, Julio.

This is the real thing!

Old man cupid didn't
fire an arrow this time.

No, sir.
He sunk a harpoon.

Julio: So... This time,
it's a Brazilian girl.

And what a Brazilian girl.

I'm goofy about her.
I am crazy for her!

As a matter of fact, I like her.

I met her in Miami
at the hibiscus hotel.

Yeah, she was traveling
with one of those dona Elenas.

And talk about luck.

The day you sent for me,
her father got sick,

and she had to hurry
back here to Rio.

And you'll be seeing her
here, of course.

Oh, that's the catch.

She wouldn't tell me
her name or address.

Oh. Then it's all on your side.

In a pig's monocle.
She's dizzy about me.

Did she tell you so?

She didn't have to tell me.
I can take a hint.

I tell you, Julio,
she is exquisite.

She has a face like a flower.

A rose.

Oh, what am I talking about?

She's like an orchid,
a white orchid.

She sounds enchanting.

Enchanting?
Bewildering...

Bewitching, intoxicating,
devastating!

I tell you, Julio,
every time I think about her,

I want to bite myself,
and that's news.

She has beautiful black hair

and big brown eyes, eh, Roger?

How true, how true.

And has she got, um...

And when she smiles...

There is a funny little curve

to her mouth?

That's right,
but how would you know?

And, oh, Julio...

That wonderful night
we spent on the beach together,

just the 2 of us alone,

not a soul for miles and miles.

Was there a moon?

A glorious moon.

There would be a moon.

It all comes back to me now.

Yes?

I took her passionately
in my arms...

Yes?

And as I drew her to me...

Yes?

No. It was too beautiful,

too sacred to talk about.

Roger, what happened
after you took her

passionately in your arms

and drew her to you?

Oh... That's when
I ran into difficulties.

Difficulties?

Roger: It seems the poor kid

is already engaged
to some local cluck

who signed her before
she knew any better.

A poor defenseless child
in a baby buggy.

Now the mug is trying
to hold her to it

by squawking about some shack

he's knocked together for her

on the waterfront.

Did you ever hear
of a heel like that?

No.

Thanks.

Julio... I want you
to do something for me.

I want you to help me find her.

Who, me?

Yeah.

Oh, no, Roger.
I could not do that.

With us, an engagement
is very serious.

Serious? Don't you
think it's serious

when every time I think of her,
I want to bite myself?

Boy, am I suffering.

Well, here's to her.

Her happiness.

Thanks, old man.
Thanks a lot.

Hey, rog.

Oh, rog. The boys
are downstairs.

We're waiting for you.

Hey, hey. No more
of that bathroom drinking.

Listen. You know,
we have to go and hear

the Turuna Turuna band tonight.

Uh-uh. I can't go hear anything.

I got to go find someone.

Go find someone? Uh-oh.
That look in his eye.

You don't mean the senhorita.

After that frosting
you got in Miami?

Boy, she made him look
like an angel cake.

Well, I guess it's no use.

I see you've got
your hunting suit on.

Say, keep out of jail, will you?

You know, they throw the keys
in the bay down here.

So long, fella.

Nice guy, but he takes
his work too seriously.

Pardon me, rog.
I must make a phone call.

Sure. Help yourself.
Make yourself at home.

Julio. I was just
thinking about you.

But you're going to see me

tomorrow night
at the aviators club.

But I must see you tonight.

It's very important.

Wait, dear.
I'll ask titia.

Julio wants to see me tonight.

Have him come over.

Julio, darling...

I'm so sorry.

Titia says no.

You see, we're so busy.

You do understand, don't you?

Oh, you're such a dear.

Good night.

We're so busy thinking
about a bandleader.

Darling...

Titia...

You know I'd never do
anything to hurt Julio,

don't you?

But, darling...

Mayn't I have just a little
fun before I settle down

and start having all of those
thousands of children?

Belinha.

What's the matter?

Didn't she have
a friend for you?

Yes. Oh, no. I was just
making some plans.

No, thanks.

There's going to be a ball

at the aviators
club tomorrow night.

I want you and Fred
to be my guests.

Swell. Maybe she'll be there.

It's possible.

Say, that would be a great place
to try out my new song.

Listen. I'll show you
how it goes.

I call it orchids
in the moonlight.

I wrote it for her.

It's a nice, cozy little
spot you have here.

Thank you. I personally,
myself, will escort you

to your table.

Ahh...

This way, please.

I also have the honor
to visit your country once.

I played vaudeville.

I played Milwaukee,

Cincinnati, Newport news,
and sch-schenectady.

Honey: Schenectady.
Ever play Syracuse?

Syracuse? Sure!
I played 4, 5 times a day.

Fred: Nice work
if you can get it.

Ha ha! And the most
astonishing thing was...

Man: That you played there.

Yes. No. Yes. The most
astonishing thing was

that the audience
always laughed.

Fred: You're telling us.

I also reserved those tables
for your clippings.

Man: Clippers,
if you don't mind.

Yes, thank you.
Clippings.

And this table here,
please, this table for you.

Ahh, senhorita, sit down.

Now I want you to admire
my greatest attraction,

the Turunas.

[Snoring]

Turunas? They look like
a bunch of zombies to me.

So that quartet's a band.

Well, if that's
our only competition--

shh! Don't hurt
the old boys' feelings.

[Speaking Portuguese]

We have tonight
some distinguished visitors

from our sister continent,
north America.

Shall we play them a fox trot?

No! We want the Carioca!

Together:
Play the Carioca!

The Carioca!
Play the Carioca!

[Crowd talking all at once]

Why don't you play the Carioca?

[Talking all at once]

Say, what's the matter
with the fox trot?

Pardon me, senhor.
The American fox trot

is considered too tame,
too dull.

Oh.

Our people prefer the Carioca.

I see.

You mean,
they prefer it in public?

Si, senhorita.
Everybody in Rio.

[Talking all at once]

Very well, then.

[Claps]

Boys, the Carioca.

[Playing slow music]

If that's all these fellas
can do, we're a cinch.

Our band will be a sensation.

[Tempo speeds up]

Think they got something.

They have.

This stuff is swell,
but we can't do it.

So that's the Carioca.

What's this business
about the foreheads?

Mental telepathy.

I can tell what they're
thinking about from here.

The trick is to keep
your mind a blank.

With that music?

Oh, Freddy.
Is my mind red!

Our stuff can't top this.

I guess Roger's gotten us
in bad again.

Going to be a long walk
back home from here.

Just how much does it cost
to get home from here?

Home, nothing.

I'd like to try this
thing just once.

Come on, honey.

We'll show them
a thing or three.

[Clunk]

[Audience laughs]

[Laughter]

Bravo!

Man: It's the Carioca!

Woman: ♪ say, have you seen
the Carioca? ♪

♪ It's not a fox trot
or a polka ♪

♪ It has a little bit
of new rhythm ♪

♪ A blue rhythm that sighs ♪

♪ It has a meter
that is tricky ♪

♪ A bit of wicked wacki-wicky ♪

♪ But when you dance it
with a new love ♪

♪ There'll be true love
in her eyes ♪

♪ You'll dream
of the new Carioca ♪

♪ Its theme
is a kiss and a sigh ♪

♪ You'll dream
of the new Carioca ♪

♪ When music and lights are gone
and we're saying good-bye ♪

♪ 2 heads together ♪

♪ They say are better than one ♪

♪ 2 heads together ♪

♪ That's how
this dance is begun ♪

♪ 2 arms around you ♪

♪ And then since I am yours,
and you are mine ♪

♪ While the Carioca
carries you away ♪

♪ Mine while the Carioca
sees the break of day ♪

♪ Say, have you seen
the Carioca? ♪

♪ It's not a fox trot
or a polka ♪

♪ It's got a little bit
of new rhythm ♪

♪ A blue rhythm that sighs ♪

♪ It's got a meter
that is tricky ♪

♪ A bit of wicked wacki-wicky ♪

♪ But when you dance it
with your new love ♪

♪ There'll be true love
in her eyes ♪

♪ You're gonna dream
of a new Carioca ♪

♪ Its theme
is a kiss and a sigh ♪

♪ I say you're gonna dream
of a new Carioca ♪

♪ When music and lights are gone
and you're saying good-bye ♪

Boy, no wonder it never
gets cold in this country.

Hmm. Kind of hot.

Let's try a little
of that, babe.

♪ Now that you've done
the Carioca ♪

♪ You'll never care
to do the polka ♪

♪ And when you realize
the blue hula ♪

♪ And bambula are through ♪

♪ Tomorrow morning
you'll discover ♪

♪ You're just a Carioca lover ♪

♪ And when you dance it
with each new love ♪

♪ They'll be true love
just for you ♪

♪ You're gonna dream
of the new Carioca ♪

♪ Its theme
is a kiss and a sigh ♪

♪ I say you're gonna dream
about the new Carioca ♪

♪ When music and lights
are gone ♪

♪ And you've said good-bye ♪

Those shadows are here again.

Who are they, Antonio?

They're greeks, a gambling
syndicate from monte Carlo.

They want to take
this hotel over.

How can they get it
away from de Rezende?

They look like
they could take anything

away from anybody!

Speaking for myself and my
colleagues at the bank,

we anticipate some difficulty

concerning the gambling permit.

The permit will be arranged.

Wires will be pulled.

Myself and my colleagues

will feel considerably
embarrassed

should Carlos de Rezende

be able to meet his obligation

in spite of everything.

That contingency will not arise.

Steps will be taken.

Speaking for myself
and my colleagues,

we will give the matter
our personal attention.

Listen. I'd recognize her
a block away.

You're looking for
a noodle in a haystack.

Oh, cookies!

Come on. We've got
to think up an idea

that will top that Carioca.

I know!

Supposing we do a number
with musical saws,

and we can end up
by sawing honey in half.

I'd much rather split
a banana split 3 ways.

Come on.

Yeah, well you two work it out.

I'll go and find her.
She's probably miles from here.

That's right.
Sure, she is.

I know she is.

You do?

Yeah.
I feel psychic.

Look. Walk straight
ahead 3 blocks,

then turn to your left 3,

then to your right 2,

then bear left 4,
then to the right,

then to the left.

I'm going to settle
this thing right now.

Oh, Freddy.
How do you ask

for little tarts in Portuguese?

Don't heckle me.
Try the Culbertson system.

Good afternoon,
senhorita e senhora.

You remember me.
I'm Roger bond's friend.

You had us thrown out of Miami.

Garcon! Garcon!

[Speaking Portuguese]

This man!
Take him away!

Malcriado!

You have insulted
my patron, senhor.

You are in the wrong
part of town!

Scram!

Ha ha ha!

Hiya, Tarzan.

Been having fun?

Gosh, if you even
speak to that girl,

they throw you out
on the sidewalk.

Boy, is that class.

Want a cookie?
Take your choice.

Not bad.

Pardon.

Hello, Fred.

Hello, Julio.

Both: Where's Roger?

Ha ha!
Ha ha!

I haven't seen him since noon.

I thought he'd be with you.

No. I haven't heard
a word from him.

Well, shall we try the jails
first or the asylums?

Ha ha! I hope he gets here soon.

So do I.

The junior members
are putting on

a special tango
to his new music.

Oh.

Fred, I want you
to meet my fiancee

senhorinha de Rezende.

This is Mr. Astaire.

How do you do?

Yes. How do you do?

And her aunt,

dona Elena de rezende.

Mr. Astaire.

Belinha, is that
not the young man?

Of course.

We met Mr. Astaire today
in the pastry shop

quite by accident.

He left rather suddenly,

uh, without saying good-bye.

Yes. I said good-bye,
but you didn't hear me.

I was out on my--
I was outside at the time.

Well, I guess I'd better
go and stop Roger--

I mean, I think I know
where I can find Roger.

If you'll excuse me.

It's awfully nice
to have meeting you.

Uh-oh. The boys are here again.

[Laughs nervously]

Yeah.

It's ok with me.

Darling, I thought
you had deserted us.

I was looking for the mayor.

[Playing orchids
in the moonlight]

Is this the new composition?

Oh, yes.

They're playing it
for the first time.

Will you excuse me for a moment?

Did you say something to her?

Not a word.

Pardon me.

Oh, let them be alone.

After all, the child
has been away so long.

They'll soon be married.

Anything wrong, dear?

No. Oh, no.

It was so warm in there.

Romantic music, isn't it?

Isn't it?

The words are romantic,
too, and dangerous.

For instance, in the moonlight

on a tropical island,

they might make any
woman fall in love

with any man.

♪ When orchids bloom
in the moonlight ♪

♪ And lovers vow to be true ♪

♪ I still can dream
in the moonlight ♪

♪ Of one dear night
that we knew ♪

♪ When orchids fade
in the dawning ♪

♪ They speak of tears
and good-bye ♪

♪ Though my dreams
are shattered ♪

♪ Like the petals scattered ♪

♪ Still my love can never die ♪

♪ There is rest
in the twilight ♪

♪ When the day is through ♪

♪ But the shadows that fall ♪

♪ Only seem to recall ♪

♪ All my longing for you ♪

♪ There's a dream
in the moonbeams ♪

♪ Upon a sea of blue ♪

♪ But the moonbeams that fall ♪

♪ Only seem to recall ♪

♪ Love is old ♪

♪ Love is ♪

♪ New ♪

Belinha.

Julio!

Oh, Julio!
Marry me right away.

Of course, darling.

Hiya, boy.

You seem to be doing
all right with my song.

Belinha, I want you
to meet my friend--

my best friend--

Mr. Roger bond.

This is senhorinha rezende...

My fiancee.

Your fiancee?
But this is the--

then you're the--

yes. I'm the local cluck

who built her a shack
on the waterfront.

Say, this is going
to be just too bad...

For one of us.

Uh-oh.

Uh, Mr. Astaire.

Isn't this our dance?

Oh, yes.
Yes, of course.

As a matter of fact,

I was just looking for you.

I am so glad you came along.

Thanks, but I guess I'll be
going along any minute.

Why?

Well, maybe those shock
troops at the door

won't see me with you out here.

♪ When orchids bloom
in the moonlight ♪

♪ And lovers vow to be true ♪

♪ I still can dream
in the moonlight ♪

♪ Of the dear night
that we knew ♪

Uh-oh. I knew it.

[Applause]

♪ When orchids fade
in the dawning... ♪

Look, Belinha's
dancing our tango

with an Americano.

♪ Though my dreams
are shattered ♪

♪ Like the petals scattered... ♪

What laundry do you
send your shirts to?

Say, this is kind of
a tough spot, isn't it?

I don't know.

Things like this usually
straighten themselves out.

Shall we let nature
take its course?

Yes. Nature
and, uh, common sense.

Well, I guess I'll just
stick to nature.

Anyhow, the girl usually
does the deciding,

doesn't she, Julio?

♪ But the moonbeams that fall ♪

♪ Only seem to recall ♪

♪ Love is old, love is new ♪

Gentlemen, my colleagues
at the bank and I

are perfectly satisfied

that de Rezende's opening
will be a failure.

The mayor is away.

Without an entertainment permit,
the hotel will be a fiasco.

In a week, we should be able

to turn it over
to your syndicate.

Morning, Freddy.

Hello, honey.

Where did you get
the dog-and-pony act?

It's worse than that.
The McCarthy sisters.

A bicycle act from Brooklyn.

I found those two on the
American consul's doorstep.

That one was left behind

on a world cruise
for schoolteachers.

And last but not least,
we have the yes girls

from that Carioca cabaret.

Uh-oh.
Cheer up, Freddy.

They teach kangaroos to box.

Well, toodlee-oo.
If you need me,

send one of the Mccarthys
over on her bicycle.

[Band playing]

All right, girls.

Now, sit down.
We'll talk this over.

Now, the first thing
we've got to do

is concentrate, you understand?

If we don't, uh--

hey, boys.

Wait a minute, will you?

Now, the idea is...

Hey, rog--

listen, girls--

hey, rog, how do you expect me

to teach these follies girls

if you don't--

listen, girls--

[band continues playing]

Can you fellas just--

now, girls, listen.
The idea--

Roger: It always was good, Fred.

Fred: Thanks.

Listen, girls, we got
a routine to learn here,

you understand?

[Speaking Portuguese]

Oh, you like it.

Great, great.
Listen, girls.

[Speaking Portuguese]

Oh, thanks very much. Thanks.

And you, too, son.

[Band members laugh]

Listen, now, girls.
Why not take--

Nao pode.
Nao pode...

Nao, senhor.

No? Maybe you'll like
this one better.

[Speaking Portuguese]

Nao! Nao!

You're right.
That's terrible.

Nao pode dancar!
Nao pode dancar!

Nao! Nao! Nao!

[Band accompanies shouts
rhythmically]

Nao pode dancar!
Nao! Nao! Nao!

Nao pode dancar!

[Speaking Portuguese]

[Shouting in Portuguese]

What is it?
What's happened?

Senhorinha rezende...

[Speaking Portuguese]

Oh. They say
the rehearsals must stop.

Fred: What?

It seems my father has
no entertainment permit.

Oh, is that all?
Well, in my country--

hey, rog.
Give me 50 bucks.

No, don't.
That's a prison offense.

Belinha, your robe.

Oh, senhor rezende.
The police tell us

you forgot to get a license

for the show.

I did not forget.

I have a license for
the original opening date.

I did not know
there would be trouble

about opening earlier,

but a new license
cannot be issued

without the authority
of the mayor,

and he has gone on a trip
to the interior.

Nobody knows why or when
or for how long.

What about the acting mayor

or the district attorney?

Or the commissioner

of parks and buildings

or the president
of the aldermen?

Sure. There must be someone.

I have tried everything.

I am afraid there
will be no opening.

I hope you will forgive me.

[Speaking Portuguese]

Come, darling.

Hey, rog, we got to do
something about this.

[Plane passing overhead]

And I know just what to do.
Where's Julio?

At the aviators club.

That's perfect. Now, listen,
Fred, this is terrific.

If we can get all the members

of that organization
to cooperate with us,

then the president
of China can't stop us.

Fred: Everything fixed,
Julio?

Julio: Yes.

Oh, this is swell.
Look at all the planes.

Behold.
As you requested,

the gentlemen of
the aviators club

at your service.

Julio, you're marvelous.
Now all we have to do

is to sales-talk the girls
into coming across.

Come on, let's go.

And in conclusion,
girls, I want to say

that I'm not asking
anything of you

that I wouldn't ask
of my own sister.

Now, will you do it?

I'll do it.
Sounds like a new thrill.

Come on, girls.

That's the stuff!

So that's the way it is, girls,

and I'm not holding
a thing back.

I know you'll all come
through. How's about it?

[All talking at once]

Why don't you do it yourself?

That's just what I'm going
to do, you little witch.

Come on, girls.
Let's go.

[Speaking Portuguese]

It's a new game, girls,

and it's just
too ducky for words.

Now, let me see.

Ahh!

Now--now, the rest of
you girls turn your backs.

That's right.
Now, don't you dare peek.

Oh, this is going to be
more darn fun.

Blindman's buff?

That's right.

I thought so.

Oh, you did, did you?

Uh-huh.

You see that they're
all fastened on tight.

We don't want any slip-ups.

Man: All right,
hold still, girl.

Woman: Hey, do you
think it's safe?

Woman: I hope
these straps will hold.

Good thing my parents
don't know about this.

To think I'd ever come to this.

I don't know whether
I'll like this.

Well, we can't make
the same mistake twice.

Man: Up you go.

Woman: Ok by me.

Oh, not so tight, please!

Ouch! That hurt!

Something tells me this is
the wrong thing to do.

I'll try anything once.

Senhor bond, one moment
of your precious time.

Senhor de rezende sent you this.

Oh, thanks.

Saint Christopher.

I seem to have walked
into something this time.

[Man speaking Portuguese]

Ah, Mr. Fred.

Senhorita, everything's
all right at the airport.

How's the house?

Look. The American tourists
from the other hotels.

I persuaded them to come here.

That's great, and they all look

as if they could
pay their checks.

Ah, good day,
senhorinha belinha.

Good day, senhor Viana.

I came to express my sympa--

ahem. My best wishes
to your dear father.

Thank you. I will
take you to him.

Eh, not many people here
for a grand opening.

[Whistles]

This is a nice beach
you have here.

Yeah, that's what I always say--

there's nothing like a nice
beach. You know what I mean?

We have lots of
nice beaches at home, too.

We have rockaway beach,
and we have revere beach.

Check your package, sir?

It's my medicine.

Check your--
My lunch.

Check your--

am-scray.

How do you do?

What are all these packages?

It's my laundry.

This is a present.

Ah, no! No, no!
No, no, no, no, no!

I insist that she
must be checked.

Shh! We had a hard time
getting her to sleep.

I'm a patient man, but
this is beyond endurance.

Que diabo!

Who are all these strange people

with those bundles,
my dear Carlos?

Why, they're guests
of the hotel, my dear Alfredo.

Where is Roger?

It's time for him
to lead the flight.

I don't know.
I haven't seen him.

Senhor Julio. The young
American requested me

to give you this,
this, and this.

Thank you.
Pardon me.

"Dear Julio, this one is on me.

"You can fly as well as I can,

"so you lead the parade
and be the hero."

"I'm taking a plane
down to Buenos Aires.

"So long. Roger.

"P.S. Why don't you
marry the girl?"

What shall I do?

Do? Do exactly as he says,

and you'll be doing
everybody a favor.

Particularly that p.S. Part:

"Why don't you marry the girl?"

Elope!
That's it.

You and belinha elope.

Elope?
Yeah.

In Brazil we do not elope.

It's against the law.
It's bad taste.

In Brazil it takes 2 weeks
to be respectably married.

Listen, I've heard somewhere--

and what's more,
I believe it--

that the pilot of
a passenger plane

is exactly like the captain

of a transatlantic liner:

12 miles out of port,
and he can marry you.

So as soon as this party's over,

you'll grab belinha and
a plane for the north

and put an end to all
of this nonsense.

Come on, Julio!
Use your Brazil nut.

What a pity it is

that you cannot have
some entertainment.

With such a distinguished
guest as you, senhor Viana,

there's no need
for anything else.

[Planes overhead]

Look!

Oh, look!

Ola!

I trust, my dear Carlos,

you're not doing
anything which might

offend the authorities.

I--i trust not, dear Alfredo.

Roger, what are you doing here?

Well, Julio's leading
the planes.

I'm, uh...

I'm going away.

You're going away?

Yeah.

Belinha, I thought everything
would work out for us,

but things are different
down here in Brazil, and...

I realize now that...

Well, you never could
belong to me.

Yes, Roger.
You're right.

Here we belong to our families

and our promises,

even though all
we want in the world

is beautiful, crazy happiness.

I guess I should
have checked out

when I first learned
about Julio.

Well...

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Thanks.

Any of you fellas like music?

Men: Sure!

Well, then tear it wide open!

[Speaking Portuguese]

[Speaking Portuguese]

Ok, ready, boys?

Men: Ready!

Take it!

♪ An old Sailor in old times
would sing an old song ♪

♪ Rolling down to Rio
by the sea ♪

♪ A young Sailor in these times
would sing a new song ♪

♪ Flying down to Rio,
come with me ♪

♪ Well, the lovely Brazilian
ladies will catch your eye ♪

♪ By the light of the million
stars in the evening sky ♪

♪ My Rio ♪

♪ Rio by the sea-o ♪

♪ Flying down to Rio
where there's rhythm and rhyme ♪

♪ Say, fella ♪

♪ Twirl that old propeller ♪

♪ We've got to get to Rio,
and we've got to make time ♪

♪ You'll love it ♪

♪ Soaring high above it ♪

♪ Looking down on Rio
from a heaven of blue ♪

♪ Send a radio
to Rio de Janeiro ♪

♪ With a big hello
just so they'll know ♪

♪ And stand by there,
we'll fly there ♪

♪ My Rio ♪

♪ Everything will be ok ♪

♪ We're singing and winging
our way to you ♪

[scream]

[Applause]

[Cheers]

Man: It's the mayor!

Carlos!
Alfredo, sit down.

My dear, dear Carlos.

A tremendous success.
My congratulations.

I saw the skywriting
at Teresopolis,

and I hurried down here at once.

Viana, you and your colleagues
ought to be very happy.

Yes?

You must buy us all champagne.

I insist! I insist!

Ha ha ha!

Oh, very well.

Waiter.

Hey! How do I get out of this?
What's the combination?

Come, belinha.

But where? Why?

This time I'm taking no chances.

Julio, where are you taking me?

On your honeymoon.

Don't be silly.
I'm not married.

You will be before you know it.

Oh.

Julio: Hey!
[Speaking Portuguese]

Can you legally marry people?

Well, yes, if they're fools
enough to ask for it.

Fine.

Is this the young lady?

Yes.

And this is the young man.

Pilot:
Oh, fine.

Roger, her happiness
is my happiness.

Belinha, adeus.

Seja muito feliz.

Good luck.

Oh, look! Look.

Look, here comes Julio.

Gosh, that gal don't care who
she gets thrown out of what.

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