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As Henrietta's friend and attorney,

it behooves me ...

... to take on the ever unpleasant

role of the devil's advocate.

And despite her assurances

that you are a man of means ...

I've taken it upon myself to

investigate your financial status.

Excuse me, sir.

Tea will be delayed by 7 minutes.

- Andrew, you had no right to do that.

- Alright.

It's quite alright, Henrietta.

I have nothing to hide.

The Grahams have been with

the same bank for six generations ...

as Mr McPherson has

undoubtedly discovered.

I didn't speak to the bank, Mr Graham.

I spoke to your uncle.

Your butler seems to have weak wrists.

Andrew, I think it's just dreadful

of you to do that.

To call Henry's uncle

and speak to him ...

as if he were opening up

some kind of charge account.

I'm so sorry, Henry.

Henrietta, I didn't call Henry's uncle.

Henry's uncle called me ...

in order to tell me that

his nephew here ...

borrowed $50,000 from him

five and a half weeks ago ...

because his trust fund ran out ...

and he had to pay some back bills ...

and marry a wealthy woman before

the news of it got around.

I hope you can substantiate this hearsay,

because I intend to sue you for slander.

Oh, I can substantiate it alright.

I wouldn't be here if I couldn't.

Henrietta, here's a photostat

of the original note.

Now take a good look at it.

They're rather interesting

terms, aren't they?

You're still gonna sue me

for slander, Mr Graham?

Yes, Mr McPherson. I am still

going to sue you for slander.

You see, McPherson,

I knew for several years ...

that my money was running out.

Now, if you can convince a court ...

that any man with the

slightest interest at all in money ...

would sit around for several years

doing nothing ...

while his money ran out ...

and then borrow $50,000 under the most

disadvantageous terms imaginable ...

so that he could dash out and

catch himself a rich wife ...

in order to pay it back

within six weeks ...

I will withdraw my suit for slander.

Alright.

Now, let's put in this way, Graham.

Now, let's put in this way, Graham.

If you can convince a court ...

that any man without any interest at all

whatsoever in money of any kind ...

would borrow $50,000

for no reason at all ...

I'll withdraw my charge.

Agreed.

Alright. Let's hear the reason.

Now, you were going to use the $50,000

to set up a fund for the disadvantaged ...

and make a better world.

Am I close?

No sense in being facetious,

Mr McPherson.

I was going to use the $50,000

to tidy up my affairs ...

and then immediately afterwards ...

kill myself.

Yes, Henrietta. On the day I met you

I was a dead man.

My life was over. And then ...

something happened to me.

I suddenly realized that if ...

by some miracle I could have you ...

I would have a purpose, an answer

to the emptiness of my existence.

And so I proposed, Henrietta.

Not to get your money ...

but to find out

if I had a reason to live.

Henry, why didn't you tell me?

I would have married you

the very first day.

Henrietta, wait a minute!

You don't believe that garbage, do you?

Any sex-starved half-wit would know that's

just a line. What's the matter with you?

You have been unbelievably cruel.

Thank you for keeping me alive, Henrietta.

You're welcome, Henry.

You're entirely welcome.

I can't believe this!

- Get off.

- I beg of you, Henrietta ... Sorry ...

I beg of you, Henrietta. Don't get

carried away. Henrietta ...

If he's not really interested in

your money, make him prove it!

I would do anything in the world

to prove to you, Henrietta ...

that I haven't the slightest interest

at all in your money ...

but there is absolutely no way I can do it.

- There is no way.

- I have a way.

- But there is no way.

- Henrietta, I have a way.

Have him consent to some kind of

legal arrangement ...

that prevents him from gaining

financially after the marriage.

Don't listen to him, Henrietta.

That way, people won't get the wrong

impression from his uncle the way I did.

That's a good idea.

Let's make all my accounts

joint with Henry.

And he's to have a checkbook

with his name on it.

And I would like the debt to his uncle

paid before the wedding.

You would like ... you would ...

Are you crazy?

Have you gone totally out of your mind?

- I thought it was your idea.

- It was not my idea!

My idea was for him to disclaim

all your money, not to share it.

Oh, that's really just ridiculous, Andrew.

It's very naive of you.

If Henry disclaimed all my money, I would

have to write all of his checks for him.

And then people really would think ...

that he was marrying me for my money.

Don't you see?

This way he'll already have all my money.

So that no one can possibly think

that he's married me for it.

Don't you think it's a good solution,

Henry?

You nincompoop!

That's no solution at all.

- Henrietta, I love you.

- How dare you call my fiancee a nincompoop?

Harold! Get Mr McPherson's hat

and show him out.

- Hat ?

- Yes.

We have to get to the bank

before it closes at 3 o'clock.

Nein, nein, nein.

Nein, nein.

- I thought you were going to play the Bach.

- This is what he told me to play.

Harold, you've got to stop her.

That little woman. She's touching things.

Oh no. She's ... Harold, she's

unscrewing my Montrosini.

You don't have time to make a fuss now, sir.

I'll screw it back when she leaves.

She's destroying my living room.

Why did I get into this?

I don't even know her, she's a stranger.

I don't want her here.

Get out!

Oh, I thought this was the bathroom.

Well, it's not!

And if you touch anything else,

I'll have you arrested.

Oh, sir, get a hold of yourself.

This is what it'll be like,

isn't it, Harold?

She'll be everywhere, touching things.

Poking her nose into

where it doesn't belong ...

pretending she's looking for the bathroom.

No, sir. You will share things.

I don't want to share things.

I want to own them all by myself.

Why are you standing there,

you little spy?

McPherson sent you in here

to find out what was going on?

Oh, sir.

- Is he the groom?

- Don't answer that, Harold.

I'll ask the questions from here on in.

Henrietta, if I could just talk to you ...

Who are you really?

Come on now, let's have it!

And I want real names

or else you'll regret it.

I'm Dodi Heinrich.

Professor Heinrich's daughter.

Professor Heinrich?

Harold, he's invited

some Nazi to the wedding.

Sir, you are hysterical. You must get hold.

You are due at the altar now.

I won't move until she leaves.

I will not get dressed

in front of a woman ...

and she might as well understand that now.

You already are dressed.

Get her out. Out!

- Miss Heinrich, I will escort you to the bathroom.

- Get out! Out!

And she will not touch my things.

I will not have her touching my things.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

Come on. It's time.

What are you doing up there?

Frank, I think one of my legs is

shorter than the other.

Yes, I know, old man. It'll get ...

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