All language subtitles for Hart to Hart S03E16 Blue and Broken-Harted

[Music]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

This is my boss, Jonathan
Hart, a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows
how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them, which ain't
easy, because when they met, it was murder.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

You're late, Fred.

I promise you'll get the money.

You needed $100,000 with no collateral, and
we lent it to you when no one else would.

And at 10% interest.

10% interest?

Some low.

10% a week.

You knew what our interest rates
were when you signed the contract.

My, my, my.

What a tragic commentary on
the world's money market, isn't it?

The once respected Wall Street financier
makes a few judgmental errors, and psh.

Mr. Flowers, you'll get your money.

I promise.
Just give me-- give me one more month.

I swear you'll get it.

You're swearing on your life, Fred?

With interest, $150,000.

30 days.

Just 30 days.
I-- I-- I promise you'll get it.

Because Pat has done
some work for us in the past

and apparently likes you, we'll
bend company policy for her.

Mr. Nichols, make sure Fred keeps his word.

Pat, make sure he pays in 30 days,

or you'll both find we employ
some unusual banking practices.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Fred, we're packing.

I am not waiting for a return visit.

Just wait.

I'll get the money.

I've worked for the syndicate.

If they're not paid, we're both dead.

Wait.

See these four men?

They're the key to the money.

I see you.

Who are the others,
your fellow bank robbers?

Oh, no.

No, they're all gentlemen toasting
Jonathan Hart at his bachelor party.

There's Cyrus Ainsear, Arthur
Radner, and Jonathan Hart.

The Jonathan Hart?

You know him?

Let's say I knew him.

Well, what's he going to
do, give you the money?

Yes.

Only he doesn't know it.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Who's calling, please?

Just a minute.

It's for you.

Irene Day.

Irene Day?

Irene Day.

I don't know her.

Well, neither do I.

Hello, this is Jonathan Hart.

[Phone Tone]

She hung up.

She did?

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Who's Irene Day?

I don't know.

There's Irene Bordone.

She works on my payroll.

No, she said Day.

Oh, wait a minute.

I knew an Irene once.

Irene Darrow.

I dated her before you and I met.

Irene Darrow got married
and became Irene Day.

That's Irene Day.

Oh, the people we dated.

Oh, Irene Darrow.

As I recall, she was gorgeous, wasn't she?

Uh-huh.

Huh.

What about Andy?

Andy?

Andy Segrin.

Do you ever hear from him?

Andy Segrin?

Yeah, Andy.

Oh, don't be silly.

He was gorgeous, wasn't he?

He always thought so.

But darling, when I close
my eyes, I only think of you.

And when I close my
eyes, I only think of you.

And when Andy closes his
eyes, he only thinks of Andy.

Andy.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Good night, Andy.

Good night, Irene.

[LAUGHTER]

Darling, there's something
I want to talk to you about.

You do?

[KNOCKING]

Come in.

Excuse me.

These were just delivered.

Oh, darling, you shouldn't have.

Darling, I didn't.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart.

The card is for Mr. Hart.

Thanks.

Huh.

I wonder who sent those.

What does the card say?

"To Jonathan Love, Irene
Day, or Irene Darrow."

Take your pick.

I would have picked carnations for a man.

Well, this is really interesting.

First she calls, and then
hangs up, and now these.

I think you ought to have
a word with her, darling.

Well, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.

What?

This came in my morning mail from her.

Cashmere?

Your size.

I tried to return it, but there was no
answer at the number I last had for her.

Well, I have a feeling she'll
be calling you again soon.

But what I can't figure is what
she wants after all of these years.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Jennifer, sweetheart.

Claire, how are you?

Good.

Oh, say hello to George Christie.

I'm sure you've read his column.

Of course.

What a pleasure.

Where are you meeting?

Jonathan.

Mr. Hart?

Well, that's hardly hot gossip I can use.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

It's nice to have met you.

Bye-bye.

I've seen them in so many affairs together.

The inseparable hearts.

What a day.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Have you been waiting long?

Oh.

As a matter of fact, I have.

So I started without you.

I've got a 2 o'clock meeting.

Couldn't you call the office
and have them push it back?

Well, some of the fellows have 4
o'clock connections to make on airplanes.

You know, if you were going to be
this late, you could have called me.

We don't have too much time.

I'm sorry.

I suppose I should, but it
doesn't really happen very often.

It has happened before.

Well, not that often.

Besides, the phone kept ringing.

I couldn't get out of the house.

I'm not blaming you.

It's just been rather a difficult day.

Hasn't been a very good day for me either.

How's that?

Honest?

This arrived.

It's me with Irene Day.

I recognize you.

You don't think that I'm really having
an affair with Irene Day, do you?

Hmm?

I'm sure?

Don't you believe me?

I'm trying to.

But it's not very easy.

After the phone call,
the flowers, the gift, this.

I can only take so much.

I went with this woman for several years.

This could be an old photograph.

Did you ever think of that?

I thought of that.

But you're wearing your
wedding ring, so it's out.

Excuse me.

Would you care for some wine, Mrs. Harding?

No, no, thank you.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Jonathan, I'm not a suspicious person.

You know that.

You've never given me any reason to be.

Until now.

Until now.

All I want is a simple explanation

for why all of a sudden
there's all this attention.

Why would Irene Day
want to make me jealous?

You can't be jealous.

Why not?

You cannot be jealous.

Aren't I entitled to have a human emotion?

Excuse me.

Would you carry your order now, Mrs.
Hart?

Yes.

I'd like my car.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What happened?

Did you order lunch to be delivered?

I lost my appetite.

Max, take Mrs.
Hart wherever she wants to go.

I'll take her car.

I'm perfectly capable of driving myself.

You take Mr. Hart.

He has a very important
appointment at 2 o'clock.

What's up between you two?

Ask him.
Perhaps he'll explain it to you.

You wouldn't explain it to me.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

How's you H?

[MUSIC PLAYING].

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

[MUSIC PLAYING].

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

It's me.
Let me in.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

And asking for separate checks at
La Rangerie with the Jonathan Harts.

This odds maker gives the once happy
couple six to five on a Vegas farewell.

If you can't believe George
Christie, who can you believe?

I believe it.

Fred, I was jailed once for my
innovations in stereophonic sound.

Hey, don't worry.

Hopefully we won't have to
camp out here much longer.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Mr. And Mrs. H, I got to have
a serious talk with both of you.

I said what I had to say at lunch.

Mrs. H, you talk to me.

I got some questions.

I have nothing more to say.

I'm exhausted.

I'm going upstairs to take a shower.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What's on your mind, Max?

What's on my mind?

You two in the cat fight.

Me coming home alone in a cab.

And now a community cleanup.

I got the shower on to cover
up any little bugging devices.

You see, that fight at
the restaurant was staged.

Wait a minute, Mrs. H. I hate to
come in in the middle of this picture.

A couple of days ago,
I wanted to send that

needlepoint rug
downstairs to the cleaners.

I picked it up, and I
discovered the first bug.

When we looked high and
low, we found a few more bugs.

Bugs in the rug, huh?

But who?

Well, judging from the way they
got in the house, they're real pros.

Mm.

Last week, a lady came
from the phone company

and gave me a sales pitch
about phones in designer colors.

She toured the house, thanks to me.

But don't blame yourself, Max.

It's not your fault.

But who would want to see you two break up?

That's what we'd like to find out.

You see, there's been a very
interesting series of events.

First, there was a phone call for Jonathan.

Then she hung up.

Then there was a gift for Jonathan.

And there were some roses for Jonathan.

And then today, there was
a photograph of Jonathan,

doctored, with one
of his old girlfriends.

Obviously money.

It's a blackmail ploy.

I don't know how he
thought about that, Max.

Nobody's asked for a dime.

Not one dime.

But why'd you have
that fight at the lingerie?

Because we go there all
the time with our friends.

There's a social columnist
there who's got a regular table.

If we could create some gossip,
it might get into the newspapers.

You mean you wanted them
to think you were breaking up?

How else can we find out who they are
and what they want from us, don't you see?

I was climbing the wall.
Why didn't you let me in on it?

Well, we wanted to, but we figured if we
could convince you, we could convince them.

I was convinced.

Now remember, we're breaking up.

I got it.

Hey, you're not going to
throw the new China, are you?

Not at you, Max.

[Music]

Jonathan, I've known so many
couples whose marriages haven't lasted,

I never dreamed that our
marriage would be in jeopardy.

I don't consider it in jeopardy.

I may be old-fashioned, but I never
thought either of us would stray.

All I'm saying is that in this day
and age, no one is faithful forever.

That's all I'm saying.

Uh-huh.
So you are admitting to having an affair.

Certainly I'm not admitting
to having an affair.

All I'm saying is that you're being terribly
Victorian about the whole situation.

Victorian?

Yes.

Take this.

I'll get it.

Hello?

Jennifer?

Oh, Claire. Hi.

How are you? What?

Well, I'm fine, but what's
with you and Jonathan lately?

Oh, uh, frankly, I don't really know.

I think maybe he's having the,
uh, seven-year itch a little early.

Well, look, you can't
stay home and dwell on it.

Come have dinner with me.

Oh, Claire, I don't know
if I'm up to it right now.

Come on. Just the two of us.

Some good old-fashioned girl talk?

I'll meet you tomorrow
night at Pot and Jerry's.

Pot and Jerry's?
Isn't that a singles' place?

Well, I'm single.

Besides, sweetheart, what's good
for the goose...

...is worth the gander.

I'll be there.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye.

Jennifer, I couldn't help but
overhearing that conversation.

I will not have you going to a
place like Pot and Jerry's at any time.

People go there alone.
It's a singles' place.

Alone? Well, I have no
intention of going there alone.

I'm going with Claire.

With Claire?

Yes.
Well, then I'm turning in.

Well, don't wait up for me.

I'll be in the guest room.
Max made it up for me.

Max is siding against me?

It's not a conspiracy, Jonathan.

I just asked him to change the linens.

Freeway, you're coming with me.
You're staying with him.

Good boy.

And stay out.

[Music]

Well, let's see.

I've got the Harts in separate bedrooms
and a custody fight over their pooch.

Tomorrow night, she takes the
final plunge into the singles' world.

Time for step number two.

Fred, you've kept me
in the dark about this.

What is the second step?

A reunion with Jennifer Hart.

She's a very attractive woman.
You better keep your distance.

Oh, word.

It's not a lasting relationship.

Anyway, I can't afford to
have her remember me.

Not with a hundred and fifty
thousand dollars waiting for us.

Please tell me.

Who's got the money and what
do the Harts have to do with this?

You'll learn soon enough.

[Music].

Thank you.

Three and one.

Um, you know, sweetheart, I might
be a little bit premature, but, um,

Leon Rapallo handled my
divorce and he's just terrific.

Oh, Claire, come on.

Jonathan and I are just
having a period of adjustment.

Oh, look at that.

Well, if your adjustment turns
into a major overhaul, you call Leon.

All right.

You know, I think I better go
check on our dinner reservation.

I'll be right back.

[Music]

Double sixes.

This is your lucky night.

Oh, is it?

It is.

I'm Clifford Lehman.

Oh, I like you.

How would you like to stay up all night,
drink champagne and watch the sun rise?

No, I don't think so.

Please. And I can have Peter
arrange to have us a table in the alcove.

Well, that's very nice, but
I'm just waiting for my friend.

Well, I'll have Peter get her a table, too.

Oh, good.

We'll all have tables.

This table's for everyone.

Just don't leave me.

Stay here.

I'm not talking to anyone
else but you tonight.

Very kind of you, but actually, I have
to go call someone, so I'll be right back.

No, Jennifer, please stay here.

Let me sweep you off your feet.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir.

It sounds to me as if the lady
doesn't wish you company.

I don't think this concerns you.

I think it does because I don't like
to see lovely ladies pushed around.

Well, that's very nice of you.

No one is pushing the lady around.

I think you were pushing her around.

As you can plainly see, the lady is
not chained to the table, and she is 21.

Not actually, but... Why
don't we just-- Don't do that.

Don't do what?

Take your hands off my arm.

I'll take them off when
we get outside, okay?

I said take your
hands-- [screaming]

[screaming].

Yeah.

Let's go.

Let's go.

[screaming]

[screaming]

[Siren]

[screaming]

All right, folks.

All right, folks.

[screaming]

Get off of me!

Get off!

Let me go!

Let me go!

That's it.

All right, you two, let's go.

What do you mean? I don't even know him.

I was only trying to help.

Miss, you can call your lawyer from jail.

Claire.

16-91, Claire.

Hey, who's in there? Sinatra?

Some society dame got into a
brawl and broke up the place.

All right, pull out.

Jennifer.

Hey, you're Jonathan Hart.

Give us one we can sell to
the morning papers, Mrs. Hart.

It went beautifully inside.

I got it all on the outside.

[music]

Oh, a night in the city jail.

I'm so sorry, darling.

Do you know they took my mugshot?

You got a beautiful mug.

They even fingerprinted me.

You got beautiful fingertips.

Didn't they give you a
tissue to wipe that off with?

Yes, they did, but I was
so angry I didn't use it.

Slow down a minute, darling.

Do you see that girl standing
in the corner over there?

She was in the same tank as I was.

They let her out before they let me out.

I bailed you out as
fast as I could, darling.

I just feel so badly about
having you be the bait.

Don't worry about it, darling.
It wasn't your fault.

I wanted to do it.

Our relationship is just as
important to me as it is to you.

Well, at least the car isn't bugged.

And we've got a couple of minutes before
you have to drop me off at the office.

Now, what exactly happened at Pot Jerry's?

Well, there was a man
there called Clifford Lehman.

He tried to pick me up.

I tried to get away from him
gracefully, but he wouldn't hear of it.

Then there was another
man who tried to help me.

Who was he?

I don't know his name. He left
before I could get a chance to ask him.

But he did get Lehman off of me.

You know something?
He really did look familiar.

Darling, how far are you prepared
to go with our breaking up?

I don't know.

How far are you willing to go?

Well, I don't know.

I suppose the problem is
how far are they willing to go.

What is it, Max?

You've got company, Miss Day.

Call Jonathan at the office and tell him
to get over here as quickly as possible.

Miss Day!

Hello.

Jennifer.

I haven't seen you since your wedding.

I'm sorry we have to meet under
such unfortunate circumstances.

Unfortunate?

Jonathan hasn't told you?

Told me what?

Well, we have to be adults about this.

Jonathan and I are having an affair.

You are?

Well, I'm not surprised he
didn't tell you boys will be boys.

From what I read in the papers, you're
not sitting around like the rejected wife.

Well...

I certainly do
appreciate your candor.

Then you won't contest the divorce?

The divorce?

No.

No, as a matter of fact, our
lawyers are talking right now.

Where is Jonathan?

Hart Industries has an executive
apartment for visiting businessmen.

I would have thought
you would have known it.

Yes! Oh, oh, oh, it's wonderful.
You have great taste.

I'm awful glad someone has.

Well, maybe I shouldn't have come.

Excuse me.

I tried to contact you as fast as possible
so you could confront her in person.

Yeah, well, darling, it wasn't Irene.

How do you know?

Because I traced the Lucy of Irene Darrow.

She is happily married to
an Australian sheep rancher.

Well, she certainly looked
like the Irene in the picture.

Well, maybe she was
figuring that you wouldn't

recognize her not
knowing her that well.

But what I can't figure out
is why have they gone to all

this trouble when they haven't
even asked us for a dime.

Look, Mrs. H, you're on page three.

Hey.

What an awful picture.

No, I think that's cute.

Oh, well, I'm glad the
phones were working

so we could get through
to you at the office.

Why, were they cut out before?

I'm not sure. You see,
there's been a repair

truck parked down the
street off and on lately.

Yeah, I saw that truck when I came in.

A telephone repair truck?

Didn't you say there was someone here
from the telephone company last week?

Professional bugging equipment.

I think it's time we gave the
telephone company a ring of our own.

Let's go take a look at that truck.

Here, Max.

So you've moved out on her, huh?

I didn't know it was time to collect.

Hey!

(Music)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(Music)

(Music).

Did you see his license number?

Yeah, 1C3-1966.

Funny. The weatherman
predicted only partial clouds.

Another bottle, Fred.

You can't keep that money a
secret from me forever, you know.

No.

Just until I win my bet.

Oops.

So... It was a bet, Fred.

Yeah.

More of a pool.

Like a ship's pool.

Here. I'll show you.

Hang it. Hang it. Hang it.

You wait. Wait right there.

Okay.

Just... Just wait.

Here.

Got something to show you.

Yeah?

You've shown me this.
I've seen it. What does it mean?

It was Jonathan Hart's bachelor party the
night before he married Jennifer Edwards.

What is the pool?

Oh. Well, see, Jonathan went home first.

And some of us stayed
around, had a few more drinks.

And we... We started talking about
how few marriages last these days.

And Cyrus Saint-Cyr, this... This
fellow right here, he's a divorce lawyer.

He came up with some pretty
grim statistics about the whole thing.

And then he jokingly said, "I bet
that marriage doesn't last five years."

And Arthur Radner, this guy, he said, "Oh,
there's so much in love, it has to last.".

Well, we had a couple
more rounds, and Cyrus,

he just whipped out his
checkbook and he said,

"I'll bet that marriage
doesn't last five years."

And I said, "Well, I bet it makes
it five years, but it doesn't go ten."

And Arthur Radner said, "I'll
bet anything it goes forever."

Well, at least ten years.

You made a bet on how long
the hearts would stay together?

We each wrote a check
for $50,000, gave it to

Cyrus, he cashed them,
and holds them in his bank.

And winner takes all?

If you bet the right numbers.

Fred, Mr. Flowers is coming
to get the money on Friday.

By that time, I'll have
the hearts separated.

But Mr. Flowers won't get a penny of it.

What?

They'll kill you. And me.

We'll be packed by that time and
out of the country. They'll never find us.

Fred, they find people. Please, pay them.

Do you understand? My ship has come in.

We're sitting pretty with $150,000.

Wonderful.

All the money's ours.

You get some rest, okay?

Get some rest.

(Music)

Is Mr. Flowers there, please?

Fred?

Mr. Flowers? It's Pat.

Listen, Fred wasn't lying to you.
He had a way of getting the money to you.

It's the damnedest bet you ever heard.

But he's not gonna turn
the money over to you.

I am leveling with you.

I want to stay alive even if he doesn't.

Thanks. Yes, I understand.

$50,000 is my share and I'm
back at work in the home office.

Thanks. Thanks, Mike.

Jonathan, I'm glad you called me.

That license plate nummy you gave me?
It was a phony all the way.

What do you mean?

The truck had no connection with Mar-Bell.

It was rented from a legitimate firm.

Probably repainted by
someone called Pat Yankee.

Never heard of her.

You recognize this?

That's the girl that came to the house.

She also spent three years in a slammer.

Worked for the syndicate.

She was charged with illegal wiretapping.

You mean organized crime
is at stake in our marriage?

That's it. Look, I'll make the arrest.

I assume the wiretapping
had to do with blackmail?

If we were being blackmailed, we
would have called you in weeks ago.

Well, then what crimes were committed?

Disorderly conduct, reckless driving.

Unfortunately, we did those.

Have you got an address on this Pat Yankee?

Yeah, but without any
concrete evidence, I can't...

I know you can't do anything about it,
but we could have a little chat with her.

That beautiful smell of yours
certainly helps you get past games.

Not to mention the $50 you gave him.

Somebody was certainly
in a hurry to get out of here.

Look at all these pictures.

These are our wedding pictures.

Wedding pictures? What are they doing here?

Irene.

The resemblance is uncanny, isn't it?

She certainly is making
a hit on Cyrus Saint Sir.

(DOOR OPENS).

(Music).

Look at this.

There's Arthur and old Cyrus.

How about this for an idea?

Take old Cyrus out of Irene Day's embrace,

stick a new picture of
me in, a little photographic

retouching, and you've
got me with Irene Day.

That would be enough to
make you jealous, wouldn't it?

It certainly would.

But you already traced
Irene Day to Australia,

where she's living
happily, without a motive.

And Arthur's been in
Milan for the last month.

He has no motive.

So that leaves old Cyrus.

Mm-hmm.

Darling, isn't this a picture
of your bachelor party?

Yeah.

Who's that?

Fred Brunis.

I forgot that he was at the wedding.
I haven't seen him in years.

(SIGHS) I have.

He's the man that rescued me
the other night at Pod and Jerry's.

Are you sure?

I'm positive. I thought I recognised him.

This is getting a little too
coincidental for comfort.

You know, maybe Arthur's
kept in touch with him,

but he's on a ten-hour
flight back from Italy.

We'll have to wait till
tomorrow to talk to him.

Darling, speaking of
waiting, as long as we have

to wait for the police,
we wait in the lobby.

Yeah.

It's a good idea, sweetheart. Come on.

Come in.

Thanks for the limo at the airport.

The driver said you
wanted to see me at once.

Yes, I do. Um...
I've got a question.

Um... It's no secret. Everybody
on the floor is talking about it.

Well, it's, um... true.

We're just going over the
legal arrangements now.

Aren't you too?

What happened?

I'll explain it to you on
Friday when we have lunch.

I see.

What did you want to talk to me about?

Well, what I want to know is, um...
do you know where Fred Brunis is?

Brunis?

Why do you want to speak to him?

Are his whereabouts some kind of secret?

No. No.

Um... As a matter of fact, on my way
over here, there was a message from Fred.

It said, uh... something
about us getting together.

Oh.

The whole crowd?

Nobody told me about that.

Well, it's probably not set yet.

I'm sure you'll be invited.

There's no reconciling the two of you?

I'm afraid not.

I'm shocked.

I was counting on it.

Counting on what, Arthur?

You two.

I'm counting on you two.

I'm very sorry.

Did you see how nervous he
got when I mentioned Fred Brunis?

I thought he was going to
break out into a cold sweat.

I think Arthur is lying about something.

Do you think the two of
them are in this together?

Well, I'm definitely sure about one thing.

I was not invited.

Oh, and I know how you hate to be left out.

So wherever Arthur goes, we go.

Oh.

Ah.

Arthur, Arthur. Right on time.

Cyrus, how are you?

It's been a few years, hasn't it?

Hasn't it, oh, yes.

Fred Brunis phoned me with the news.

I must say I wasn't surprised.

The Hart's troubles were no
secret from the press, you know.

Well, surprise me. I don't understand it.

I left the country only a month ago.

He seemed so happy.

[Humming the Wedding March]

And get me to the church on time.

Okay, okay. Don't rub it in.

The only thing that's worse
than a sore loser is a sore winner.

Hello, Fred.

A lucky man.

Isn't it fitting that we
have this reunion here?

The church where the Hart's were wed.

It's rather tasteless of
you, Fred, don't you think?

Oh, come now, Arthur.

Don't be a spoilsport.

Gentlemen, have you
heard that Jonathan Hart

is now living in his
company's apartment?

I don't know their exact living arrangements,
but I have spoken to the Hart's.

You've won.

$150,000.

Congratulations.

I'll throw in the case.

[Chuckles]

Well, we started this
whole thing over in the ring.

Shall we?

Uh, Jonathan Oldbean.

Jonathan.

Jennifer. What are you doing here?

I gather my bachelor party got down to
some rather bizarre toasting after I left.

Gentlemen's wager?

I'm not so sure you all are gentlemen.

There was only one person who knew that
I was living in my corporate apartment.

Fred, we found the pictures you
used to start the jealousy game.

Game?

Games, Fred.

Like those hidden microphones planted
by Miss Yankee, your partner in crime.

Who we found?

She was murdered.

We found the body, Fred.

Now, that's not very gentlemanly.

She wanted to double-cross me.

She wanted to get back in with the mob.

Well, they're not getting the
money, and neither are you.

And don't move.

Don't move.

You're a loser.

[Music]

[Music]

Reverend, maybe you better
give this man his final blessing.

[Music]

Hello, Claude.

Oh, Mrs. Hart, what a possession.

Mr. Hart is waiting.

Thank you so much.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I'm late.
You've been waiting long.

Yes, I have.

I've got a 2 o'clock meeting,

and some of the fellows have
to make a 4 o'clock connections.

Oh.

So I started without you.

Did, uh-- Did your friend
Irene ever start without you?

My friend Irene never started without me.

My friend Irene never started with me.

Oh.

What about Andy?

Oh, gorgeous Andy.

Yeah, gorgeous Andy.

Andy could get started all by himself.

Nuts.

He certainly was.

Mm.

You know, I think
that there's just some

things that you and I
have to start together.

And finish.

Definitely.

And finish.

[Music]