All language subtitles for How To Marry A Millionaire - S01E22 - Loco and the Cowboy

Steeplechase, English
royalty's favorite sport.

Of course, you don't
have to be of royal birth

to own a string of
these thoroughbred racers.

You just have to be born rich.

Well, you could strike it rich,
or you could save your money.

Save money at the present cost of living?

What do you suggest, lady?

Marry it.

Gin. C. You owe me $460,000.
Now, what did you settle for?

I'll give you one.

Girls, hold on to your hats.

We are going to be in
millionaires up to here. We're

all invited to a party.
A party as millionaires?

You can forget about the dollar, Greta.

Oh, thank you, Loco. A
loss like that could

drive a girl to doing something desperate.

Come on, Mike, out with the details. Well?

Mr. Brockway has invited all three of us.

Brockway? One of my bosses.

Oh, that's not so good.

Why not?

Well, if he's falling for you and you end
up marrying him, won't you lose your job?

Local Mr. Brockway isn't falling for me.

He just thinks it's an opportunity for
me to meet some of his eligible friends.

The slightly gray
around the temple set, huh?

With the bulge around the bankroll.

Oh, it sounds great, Mike. Well, it is
great. It's going to be on a boat. A boat?

Well, I don't know about you two, but if
anyone starts showing me their tattoos...

Well, Flo, it's on a
yacht, not a battleship.

Well, that wouldn't be bad either.

It's a bon voyage
party on the Willow Brook.

Music, champagne, millionaires galore.
Oh, you forgot one thing. What? Dramamine.

We're not going to look
so good if we get seasick.

I'll take a chance.

Besides, green is my
best color. Oh, I see.

Thank you. Bye.

She's not there either.
Any other suggestions?

We've tried every place we can
think of. Where could that girl be?

Local knows this is
the night of the party.

Mike, do you suppose she got
in the wrong subway again?

If she did, she's in Coney Island
by then. And no bathing suits. Well,

I'm not gonna miss this
party. Let's leave her a note.

I'm with you.

I'll tell her how to get to the yacht.
Oh, and tell her to bring her glasses.

I'd hate to think of her
coming this close to meeting

a millionaire and falling off the pier.

She's the kid that could do it.

Oh, that cab driver and his directions.

Yeah, it's sort of creepy.

With all this fog, I feel... Oh!

Good evening.

You ladies looking for the Willowbrook?

Yes, we are.

Well, it's right this way.

It's kind of hard to find in all this
fog if you don't know the neighborhood.

It sure is.

Cool half million.

But I couldn't take it off the
freighter with the law outside.

What's the matter,
Silky? Losing your nerve?

Nah, you know better than that.

Them guys on patrol know
both of us by sight. Why,

they'd frisk me the minute
I came off the freighter.

The boys moved that ice over
five continents and two oceans.

We gotta bring it in.

But how?

Pull up here, lady.

I'm trying to find some friends of
mine, but it's so foggy outside.

I can't tell one boat from the other.

Oh, they're on a boat?

What's the name?

Well, there's two of them, Greta and Mike.

Well, no, there might
be a Greta, but Mike?

Now, look, mister, I ought to know the
names of my own friends. It's Greta and Mike.

Oh, those of you afraid
you were talking about,

I was talking about the
boat you were looking for.

It's the, uh... The Willowbrook.

The Willowbrook, Willowbrook. I
don't think I ever heard of it.

Uh, these friends of
yours, what do they look like?

Well, Mike's about 5'4", with a
lovely figure and luscious Auburn hair.

That's Mike? Well, he
ain't been around here.

And a good thing, too.

Oh, Mike's a girl.

Hello, lady.

I'm busy.

Well, all I want to know is
where I can find the Willowbrook.

Maybe he'd know. He looks
like he's been to a party.

Were you looking for the Willowbrook?

Why, yes. Do you know where it is?

I believe I do.

Have you ever been aboard it before?

Oh, no.

I don't even know what it looks like.

Good. A good ship, I
mean, the Willowbrook.

I'll show you the way.

We better take it easy in this fog.

That's right, Scully, a blonde.

Yeah, Chris is heading
her your way right now.

I see.

And as soon as I drop the
brooch into her coat pocket, I...

You tell her there's been a mistake.

You see, Chris is supposed to be
directing her to this party aboard the Willowbrook.

Now, wait a minute, Silky.

A dame would have to be pretty dumb
to take this tub for a private yacht.

Oh, I see.

Okay.

Well, I'll get out on the gangplank.

What? Make sure the coast is clear.

Then tell her that the
Willowbrook is just past the warehouse.

And we'll be waiting there.

OK.

Well, it certainly must be a dull
party. I can't hear any music or anything.

Well, we're nearly there.

Well, it's the fog. You
know, sound is a carrying fog.

Oh, of course. I should have known that.

I thought you said... There she is.

Yeah, straight ahead and
right up that gangway.

And have a good time.

Thanks a lot, mister.

Right this way, lady.

It certainly isn't a
very attractive yacht.

Yeah, it's hard to keep clean
on account of so many parties.

Where is everybody?

Oh, they're all up at the other end.

Oh, Mike and Greta must be worried.

Yeah.

Where are they?

Who?

Mike and Greta.

Oh, Mike and Greta.

Well, Mike, he said to
tell you that... He said?

You're as bad as that bartender.
Never mind, I'll find them myself.

Wait a minute.

I think there's been a mistake.

Oh, that's silly. They left
the house long before I did.

Lady, you're on the wrong ship.

By this time, they're probably on
their third mark... The wrong ship.

Yeah, this is a freighter.

Are you sure that this
isn't the Willowbrook?

That there isn't a party going
on up there at the other end?

Lady, if there was a party going on
here, you'd hear it, wouldn't you?

In this fog?

That's ridiculous.

Oh, I just remembered. The Willowbrook.

Yeah, that's tied up right
over there behind that warehouse.

Are you sure? Yeah, you can't miss it.

Go on. Street ahead.

I just got the signal from
Scully. Everything's OK. Good.

Here she comes. I'll give her a little
tapping in the ear. Make it a good one.

Is this the right direction? Keep going.

I think I hear music.

She don't now, she will in a minute.

Oh, there you are. Are you all
right? When you didn't show up,

we came out to look for you.

And this officer was
kind enough to help us.

Your friends were
getting concerned about you.

Oh, I'm all right. Walking around in a
fog doesn't bother me. Yes. This place,

though, you could have
been slugged and robbed.

So what? All I have on me is a
dollar and a quarter. Come on.

Hey, Greg.

There they are.

Phyllis, where have you been?

Oh, well, our friend Loco
got kind of lost in the fog.

Oh, this is Greg Reynolds and
Bill Nichols, Loco Jones. Hi.

How are you? Your girls
are behind several drinks.

Oh, oh, no, thank you. Not right now.

We'll catch up with you and
the drinks in a little while.

Don't forget.

Wow, you two are doing all
right. Oh, but that fellow Greg,

he has a desk next to mine at the
office. Oh, how about your boyfriend?

Oh, golly, I thought sure that by
this time... Oh, but don't worry, honey,

we've got something all lined up for you.

Oh, me? This is it,
loco. Really? Oh, where?

Well... Oh, he's an admiral, too.

Loco, that's the bartender.

In the corner.

Him.

That's Harold
Heathcliff Doberly. He looks it.

Thanks a lot, but the next
time you go shopping for me...

Don't.

But Loco, he's the wealthiest
investor we have at our firm.

Cute, isn't he? See the way he looks in
Dun & Bradstreet. Downright handsome.

And we told him all about you.

I guess I know all I
have to about him, too.

Greg? Yes? Would you mind?

Thank you. She'll keep hers.

It might get a little chilly when
you go out on a date with Mr. Doberle.

It doesn't have to. We're
sending in the right player, Coach.

Signal 6-10-14-21-5.

Mr. Doverly, this is our friend I
was telling you about, Miss Jones.

Oh, yes.

How do you do?

Hello. Well, we'll see
you two a little later.

Thank you for the introduction, ladies.

Oh, don't mention it.

Yeah, I can just hear us
explaining this to the syndicate boys.

We're sorry, fellas, but
some dame came off the

freighter with the jewels stashed on her.

We tried to stop her, but she got away.

They won't buy that.
You can say that again.

They probably think we're trying to
double-cross them, so we got a choice.

We can wind up with the jewels,

or we can wind up with a
substantial amount of lead,

evenly distributed between the two of us.

Yeah.

Silky, you're going aboard that yacht.

Me? Yeah, the dame would recognize
me. I talked to her here in the cafe.

There'll be a mob of people there.

Great. It'll give you a better
chance to crash the party. Look,

go home and put on your tux.

You can mingle with the rest of the
guests like you were one of them.

All you gotta worry about is heist and
the jewelry from that dame's coat pocket.

Okay.

It's like taking candy from a baby. Yeah?

Well, something tells me
that this babe ain't no baby.

Mr. Doverly, would you
care to go out on the deck?

Why, yes, why don't we?

Or maybe you'd rather dance.

Anything you say, Mr. Doverly.

Well, let's dance.

Just throw it anywhere. It doesn't matter.

Beautiful boat. Oh,
lovely. Lovely boat. Yes.

Hey, Charlie.

Thank you, Miss Jones.

Good music, wasn't it?

Oh, uh, Greg and I were just
out on the deck, and you know,

it's very pleasant out there in
spite of the fog. Really? Well,

we were just talking
about going out on the deck.

Weren't we, Mr. Doverly?

Why, yes, as a matter of fact, we were.

Well, we don't want to keep you.

Oh, you better take your
coat. Might be chilly out there.

Anything you say, Mr. Doverly.

I beg your pardon.

May I have this dance, please?

Oh, I'm sorry, but you
see, I'm with someone.

You'll excuse me.

I don't want to be rude, but...
Lady, I just had to dance with you.

Oh? There's something about you, you know.

It's my coat. Mind if I
take it off? Oh, no, no, no.

Don't take it off.

It does something for you.

Well, it makes me hot when I dance.

Don't touch a thing.

Golly, if Mr. Doverly
were a little more like you,

I wouldn't care if he had
a couple of less millions.

Nothing. How's it going? I
just set Logo up for the kill.

Oh.

Who's she going to murder?

Oh, no.

Oh, I'm a friend of a... May I cut in?

I'm sorry, lady, I... Thank you.

Local.

How are you making out? Oh, he's so
shy. I not only have to ask the questions,

I have to answer them, too.

You must get some pretty strange answers.

Take that other fellow I was
dancing with. Loco, forget about him.

But I'm not making any
headway with Doberle.

And this other fellow really likes me.

He does? He said there was
something about me he goes for.

In that case, we better switch our attack.

If you want, I'll go over there and
give Doberly the old college try.

Well, I hate to change bait
in midstream, but go to it.

Local, may I borrow
your compact? Oh, sure.

What's this? Girls, look!

A diamond brooch.

Where did that come from?

Mr. Doberle. He must have
slipped it into my pocket

while we were out on the deck. That's it.

My boss mentioned how generous he is.

And you didn't think you
were making any headway.

Gee, you just never know.

Water runs deep, and sister,
that's the bottom of the well.

It's something like the thing I'm wearing.

Honey, you know the
store you bought that little

bauble in? Sure, Hank's Costume Shop.

This thing costs more
than that whole store.

Chickers, girls.

Oh, Mr. Doberly, you
shouldn't have done it.

Well, it's just a little
something to snack on.

Oh, come now, stop playing
games. Oh, it's gorgeous.

Just some smoked salmon and cheese spray.

Oh, Mr. Doberling, you're precious.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I really shouldn't accept it.

Oh?

On a diet?

Mr. Stoverly!

Mr. Doverly, I still say
you shouldn't have done it.

Miss Jones, you keep saying
that, but it was only food.

I didn't even pay for it. I'm
not talking about the food.

Oh?

It was...

Something you did while we were
out on the deck the last time.

Oh, that.

That.

Well, you see, Miss Jones, the setting
was so romantic, and you were so near.

I just couldn't help myself.

I understand.

I just had to squeeze your hand.

Mr. Oakley, I'm talking about the brooch.

Brooch?

This.

Oh, well, I don't know
anything about that.

You don't?

No, I've never seen that before.

I'll take that.

Wait a minute, you can't do that.

Don't get excited, lady, it's mine.

Yours?

That's right.

Then you're the one who
put... Oh, you darling boy!

Why, you stupid jughead.

I send you on an errand and you wind
up necking with this silly blonde.

Don't you treat him like that. Shut up!

I don't see what
business it is of yours if

he likes me and gives me a lovely brooch.

So you gave it to her.

I told you to go for
the coat, not the dame.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

If this is what you wanted, here, take it.

No, no, Chris.

All right. Get them out. Everybody.

Excuse me.

All right, girlie. Give me the brooch.

Hmm.

Indian giver.

I said give it to me.

Look, if this silly thing is going to
cause so much trouble, I'll just... There.

Oh, no!

Oh, that was wonderful, honey. But how
could you do it? How could I do what?

Bring yourself to throw away that
gorgeous brooch. What gorgeous brooch?

I threw away that phony thing I
was wearing on my coat. What?

Sure.

Here's the brooch. Oh, good
girl. Well, look, old pal,

you're smarter than we give you
credit for. Oh, I wasn't being smart.

Just loyal. Loyal? Sure.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend,

and you just don't go throwing
your best friends overboard.

Folks, you can all relax.

The officer just told me
that the Coast Guard has

fished an uninvited guest out of
the water, and he's now in custody.

Good.

Miss Jones, I'm afraid
the officer is going to

have to relieve you of that lovely brooch.

Oh, but officer.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but we're
going to need that for evidence.

Can't I just wear it
until the party's over?

I'd like to let you, but... Please.

I really shouldn't.

How about a dance?

Well, I am just going off duty.

Well, that's about par for the course.

You start out loaded for
millionaires, and I end up with a bookkeeper,

me an office clerk, and
Logo the cop on the beat.