A Foreign Affair Page #7
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- 1948
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- What discretion?
- Is this your family?
Yes, and this is our house in Indiana.
- How long have you been married?
- 22 years.
Oh, no. Perhaps it would be a good idea
if you sent for your wife.
She can't come now.
We're expecting a baby.
- A baby?
- I mean, our older daughter is.
I can understand the temptation of
a young man over here but a grandfather...
Really, Colonel Plummer,
you should have your brakes relined.
John. John, now I know.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- I found out. There can't be any doubt.
- What?
- He even has her picture.
- Who?
- Colonel Plummer.
- Whose?
- That woman's.
- How come?
I mean, what for?
To look at. He can't keep his eyes off her.
It must be a mistake.
Maybe it's somebody who looks like her.
Should I talk it over with the general?
- I wouldn't. Not the general.
Excuse me. Denazification office,
Captain Pringle speaking.
- Who?
- Johnny, what has happened?
Why didn't you come last night?
I waited for you.
Johnny, are you listening?
Of course I am, Lieutenant...
Forrestal.
Lieutenant Forrestal, quartermasters.
Well, Lieutenant, I'm sorry I couldn't
make it. I'm pretty busy these days.
Johnny, what's the matter?
This is Erika.
How you talk to me!
Lieutenant, it should not be
too difficult to grasp the situation.
I wonder how he got
through officers school.
Oh, someone is with you, is that it?
That is correct, Lieutenant Forrestal.
Is this the son of the secretary of the Navy?
Let me speak with him.
No, this is the army Forrestal,
absolutely no relation.
Lieutenant, I assure you
I'll see you as soon as it's practical.
It may be late,
possibly after your office hours.
- I miss you so, Johnny. I love you.
- I'll make a note of that.
Goodbye, Lieutenant.
Nice kid. We went through
basic training together.
Now, what am I to do about the Colonel?
- I don't know.
- Could he be transferred to Japan?
I don't think so, not Japan.
Not with Tokyo Rose around.
- What do you suggest?
- What do I suggest?
- What do I suggest? Come on!
Brent, take over for me.
I won't be back today.
Where are you taking me?
We have a meeting with the general.
You don't want to see the general,
you want to see me. I want to see you.
So little time, so much to say.
Don't let's waste a minute.
- My investigation...
- I'll handle it after you go.
Send you a full report to Washington.
These few days are ours.
They're all we've got.
You dreadful man.
Come on. Let's get the Jeep
and drive out to Wannsee.
It's wide and green and I know a spot
that looks like a bend in the Mississippi.
Let's.
Johnny, come on.
- Faster. Faster.
- Hi.
Two days and two nights, what has
mein kleiner Liebling being doing?
He's been making charm
with the bloodhounds.
How are things going
with the Congresswoman?
- All right. We're engaged.
- You're what?
Better than having my head chopped off.
- I didn't know you were that deep in.
- What deep? How deep?
Why didn't you tell me
you and Birgel were like that?
- He's dead.
- Having your hand kissed by Hitler.
I hope you had it sterilised.
Looked as if he had rat poison
in that moustache.
Don't talk like that.
Why not?
How much of a Nazi were you, anyway?
Johnny, what does it matter,
a woman's politics?
Women pick out whatever's in fashion
and change it like a spring hat.
Yeah. Last year it was
a little number with a swastika on it.
This year it's ostrich feathers,
red, white and blue.
Next year a hammer, maybe, and a sickle.
Oh, Johnny, we must not say
mean words to each other.
When you say you are engaged,
that is only until her plane leaves, huh?
What else?
- I love you so very much.
- You do?
You're the only man I ever wanted to marry.
I want to go with you to America.
I want to climb up the Statue of Liberty.
You want to get down
that basement at Fort Knox.
I want to be where you are.
Yeah, I can just imagine you
in Iowa in blue jeans,
going on a hay ride to the old mill.
I would love that.
Mmm, gently, baby, it's Mother's Day.
Cut it out, you blonde flamethrower.
Cut it out, I said.
Did you ever kiss the Congresswoman?
Sure I did.
- Did she kiss you?
- What kind of a question is that?
It's a very important question. What
do you do when you're alone together?
Oh... we sit, hold hands...
- whistle Shine On Harvest Moon.
- (Laughs)
- What's so funny?
- You hold hands?
Sure. Nice people do, you know.
You're so naive, you Americans.
So we are. So what of it?
That funny little woman with a face
like a scrubbed kitchen floor.
Yeah?
I have some vodka from the Russian sector
and I had the phonograph fixed.
- Would you like to hear some music?
- No thanks.
- Thanks a lot but no thanks.
- You're going?
- I got an early formation.
- You'll come back tomorrow night?
I imagine so, sterling character that I am.
So long.
- Miss Frost?
- Miss Frost?
- We're waiting for you.
- Dinner, Miss Frost.
- Did you call me?
- It's a quarter of eight.
We're going to the
officers' mess for dinner.
I was sort of planning on a quiet evening.
Don't you feel well, Miss Frost?
I feel fine.
I have a kind of a headache, that's all.
Would you make
my excuses to the colonel?
- Sure will.
- Shall we bring you a sandwich maybe?
Cheese? Chicken? Ham?
Anything. Thank you very much.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Maybe we shouldn't leave her alone.
Maybe we should take her temperature.
Quite a lot of typhoid fever in Berlin.
Oh, good evening. I came to see Miss Frost.
Go on in. We're going out.
One might suspect
Cupid had a hand in this.
If we didn't know Miss Frost.
You can't shoot an arrow through steel.
Phoebe... Phoebe!
Coming, John.
Well!
- Do I look all right?
- Where did you get it?
- At the Brandenburg Gate.
- The black market? You didn't.
Well, I did. All I wanted was a lipstick
and something for my eyebrows
but a woman had this over
the handlebars of her bicycle
and I gave her my typewriter for it.
The shoes were six extra
typewriter ribbons.
- Phoebe, for the love of Mike.
- Don't scold me.
I know I shouldn't have
but I simply had to.
This is our last evening and I wanted
to look so pretty and I look just awful.
It's like a circus tent in mourning
for an elephant that died.
- It's no such thing.
- I'm not blind.
I tried to fix it but maybe
I'd better go up and put my suit on.
It is kind of high. What is it,
a turtleneck evening gown?
Well, it was a little lower but I fixed it.
You sure did.
Now, we takes this pin from here,
where it's just in the way,
and put it back here
where it can earn its pay.
It looked so lovely on the bicycle.
Now, stop it. You dressed for me
and to me you look good.
John, where did you learn
so much about women's clothes?
My mother wore women's clothes.
Oh, John, you're simply adorable.
Do you know it?
Who am I to argue with a Congresswoman?
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