An Affair to Remember Page #2

I understand.

Well, it was nice,

wasn't it?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, well.

Well, there's still deck

tennis, shuffleboard, bingo.

Well, don't tell me

you're embarrassed.

Yes. Yes, as a matter

of fact, I am.

Oh, I am sorry.

It's all right.

Don't apologize.

I do hope it won't

affect your ego because...

No, please. Please, don't

think anything of it.

I'll just take

my ego for a walk.

Unless, of course,

you'd care to...

Have dinner with you? Mmm.

I'd love to.

Here comes

my friend Ferrante now.

Oh, Mr. Ferrante, I'd like to have

you meet my sister, Miss Hathaway

and my wife,

Mrs. Hathaway...

(LAUGHS)

And when

you were little,

what did your nurse

read to you at bedtime?

Let me see...

The Memoirs

of Casanova?

Every night, and then

we'd turn out the light.

"We"?

I was only so big.

You must've had

a happy childhood.

Ah, yes.

And women?

Oh, women.

You've known quite a few, haven't you?

I don't know.

Or perhaps "few"

is the wrong word.

Let's say

it's not precise.

I beg your pardon,

Signor Ferrante.

Would you like me to reserve

this table for you every night?

Why not?

Thank you.

Now, where were we?

And I suppose they've all

been madly in love with you?

I doubt it.

But you haven't had

much respect for them.

On the contrary...

Still, you've always been

very fair in your judgments.

Yes. I've been more than

fair. I idealize them.

Every woman I meet,

I put up there.

Of course,

the longer I know her

and the better

I know her...

It's hard to keep them

up there, isn't it?

Yes, isn't it?

Pretty soon,

the pedestal wobbles

and then topples.

C'est la vie,

et cetera.

Come on.

Let's talk about you.

(CHUCKLES)

No, not tonight.

We'll talk about me

some other time.

We've nothing planned

for tomorrow.

Oh, I have.

Oh, no.

We'll talk about me

tomorrow.

(CHUCKLES)

It turned out

beautifully, didn't it?

It's really warm.

Thank you.

Now, where were we?

You were going to tell me

where you were born.

That's right. Well... Mr. Ferrante?

Cablegram.

Thank you.

Excuse me,

Miss McKay.

Miss McKay?

Yes?

Oh, I have one

for you, too.

Oh.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Excuse me,

Mr. Ferrante.

From him?

From her?

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, where were we?

Well, I was about to

tell you where I was born

and I was born

in Boston.

I can hardly wait

for you to grow up.

Yes. Well, be patient.

I grew up quickly.

(CHUCKLING) Then I went to New York

and got a job

singing in a nightclub

from 10:
00 to 3:00

in the morning

and the manager

used to chase me

around the office

until about 4:
00

and then... (WHISTLES)

I went home.

Did he ever...

Oh, no, no.

No, no.

No.

Well, then one evening,

he came along.

This is the fellow.

Mmm-hmm.

And he said,

"You don't belong in

a place like this."

Really?

Mmm-hmm.

And I said,

"I don't?"

(LAUGHS)

And well, then...

Mmm?

What?

What "what?"

I don't know, I thought

you said something.

No, I didn't say

anything. Oh, I'm sorry.

But you're right,

you know?

He said I belonged in a

penthouse on Park Avenue

with a breathtaking view

of the East River.

An ideal place for you

to improve yourself.

Yes.

So, I studied hard.

Singing? And...

And music and art

and literature.

Mmm.

So that one day you'd make

a perfectly charming wife.

Yes, that was

the general idea.

Anything wrong

with that?

No, no, there's

nothing wrong with it.

That's what I thought.

Well, that sort of

brings us up-to-date.

Now my life

is an open book.

That's only one page.

Well, that's

the only page.

(BELL RINGING)

I beg your pardon.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

No, no. Bad, bad.

Wait a minute.

That's a very interesting

camera. May I see that?

Oh, yes.

It's new, isn't it?

Thank you.

Oh, please!

Please, stop!

That's unfortunate,

isn't it?

That was not

very nice.

You shouldn't

have done that.

I know.

You know,

it's obviously no good,

either of us

being seen together.

Right or wrong,

people will talk

and so I guess it had

better be good-bye.

That seems a pity.

Good-bye.

Well, what's the matter?

Are you afraid?

Of you?

Yeah.

No.

Well, you know, we have several

days to go on this voyage

and I can't

stand monotony.

Well, you can always take

long walks in the sunshine.

What'll I do

if it rains?

(LAUGHS)

No. No, it's no good.

You mean, it's particularly

no good for you.

Yes.

Being seen with you

is news

and I don't want to get my picture

in the papers. (SHUTTER CLICKS)

So, I'll go my way

and you'll go yours.

Help! Help!

Oh!

Oh, here, let me...

Oh, my Lord,

he's heavy.

What's the matter?

Are you in trouble?

Yes. Give me a hand.

He's a bit heavy.

Come on, chum.

I've got him.

That's right.

No, let it go.

Try it the other

way around, Dad.

Oh, thank you. That's...

You're a great help.

Well, how'd you

come to do that?

I got...

I got tangled up.

Mmm-hmm.

Couldn't get down, huh?

Mmm-hmm.

(LAUGHS)

(BOTH GIGGLING) Oh,

you're quite a fella.

You're quite

a fella yourself.

Yes? Why?

Everybody on the ship's

talking about ya.

No kidding?

What are they saying?

I don't know

on account of every time

they start talking about ya,

they make me

leave the room.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I don't get it.

You take over.

Mmm.

You know, you want

to watch it, chum.

You might

hurt yourself.

When I was little like you,

I fell and broke my leg.

How is it now?

It's all right,

I guess.

Well, what are

ya crabbing about?

I'm not cra...

I'm sorry.

Champagne cocktail, please. Yes, sir.

Have you

any cigarettes?

The smoke room

steward, sir.

Thank you.

This way.

Have you got pink champagne? Of course.

Let me try it.

Good evening. Good

evening, mademoiselle.

Could I have a champagne

cocktail, please?

Yes, mademoiselle.

Do you have

pink champagne?

Of course.

Thank you.

(CORK POPS)

Hello.

Hello.

I changed my table

to a table for one.

So did I.

Now, isn't that a shame

after that

delightful dinner

we had together

last night?

And do you

speak Gaelic?

Fluently.

How do you say,

"Let's get out of here?"

Hmm.

(LAUGHING)

Well, well, well!

(WHISPERING)

Well.

(DINERS CHATTERING)

(DINERS LAUGHING)

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(LAUGHTER INCREASES)

Oh, well, well.

That's good, isn't it? (SIGHS)

This is what's known

as fooling the world.

Hmm? What did you say?

(WHISPERING) I said, this is

what's known as fooling the world.

I can't hear

what you said.

What are you saying?

(DINERS LAUGHING)

Oh, who do you think

you're hiding from?

Everybody's

staring at us.

This is awful.

I'm going to leave. No,

no. Let me. Don't worry.

(DINERS LAUGHING)

That made it worse.

Sit down!

Will you sit down?

You forgot...

Pardon me, sir.

That's the lady's purse.

Yes. I was just...

No, no. Wait a minute. The last one...

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(BELL RINGING)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

Oh!

What...

(LAUGHING)

Oh!

Oh, my, it's a small pool, isn't it?

Now, don't change

the subject.

You've got

my cigarette case.

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