Arise, My Love Page #5

even for a late Romanian.

- Maybe she isn't coming.

- Maybe.

- Maybe she doesn't even exist.

- Maybe.

Maybe I walked into a trap.

Gusto...

Maybe I even helped build it.

Are you sure?

You bet I am!

We could've eaten an hour ago!

You cheated!

I only made it 910.

I couldn't wait.

Do you mind?

No. Hold me tight.

- Until we get to the corner.

- What's at the corner?

- Taxi stand, where I get out.

- Like fun you do.

No, Tom. I'm sorry.

I've had a grand time.

Not just this evening,

ever since I met you,

ever since you gaped at me when

they brought you from your cell.

And then in the plane,

you conceited lug!

And in the hotel and at Maxim's,

with your cheap Romanian tricks.

I've loved every second of it.

No.

You tell me you like it

and then you walk out.

- What kind of woman are you?

- A career woman.

I've got my foot in a door

I've been pounding at for years.

I won't let anything

turn me away from it.

What's all this got to do

with us?

I know me.

Some people get

a light case of love.

All they need's an aspirin

and a hot water bottle, but not me.

Remember when you said you start

Monday and get back on Thursday?

If I fall in love in January,

I'm still miserable in December.

Really!

Temperature of 105,

chills, fever...

It knocks me out.

I flunked geometry twice because

I was in love with the professor.

Tom, I want my mind free!

Darling, it's too late now.

Your pulse is unsteady.

No. Driver, stop!

Alright. Go ahead.

It won't do you any good.

You'll go up to your room,

sit at your typewriter,

mess around with some words,

thrown them away,

lie on your bed, put the light out,

then put it back on again,

go back to your desk.

You won't be able to stand it.

You'll dash out of your room

straight into Caf Magenta.

Why Caf Magenta?

- Isn't that opposite your hotel?

- What if it is?

I'll be waiting for you there.

That's fine. That gives me

a fade out on your life story.

"He lived happily ever after

in Caf Magenta".

- Hotel Descartes.

- Au revoir, Gusto.

Don't speak bad French.

You mean "adieu''.

Caf Magenta.

- May I have this chair?

- Sorry. I'm waiting for a lady.

Garon, a chair, please.

Yes?

I thought so.

Thank you,

it's going beautifully.

I know it's across the street,

but I'm not coming.

Tom...

Don't say those things.

Tom, you're making it

tough for me!

Tom, this is a public phone.

Please!

No, you idiot, no!

Hello. Will you please send

a boy upstairs?

Come in.

- Madame?

- In here.

- Good evening, Madame.

- Good evening.

- Do you have a safe downstairs?

- Yes, Madame.

- What time is it closed?

- Between midnight and 8:00.

- Here, put this in.

- The shoes?

- Yes, it's 23:
55. Hurry!

- Okay.

Wait a minute. Here!

Put this in, too.

No calls.

If a man wants to see me,

don't let him up.

Tell him I'm sick, I'm dead!

- Madame...

- Tell him I've left the hotel.

- Something more convincing.

- Tell him what you want.

Come!

Madame,

that man's downstairs.

Did you tell him

I'm not here?

We told him everything.

Even that we'd call the police.

- Don't let him up here!

- They're trying to stop him.

We're defending the stairs

but he may get into the elevator.

- He says it can't wait.

- Do something!

I'll do my best.

Alright, alright!

Tom, pull yourself together.

- Alright!

- Calm down!

Phillips!

Why must I fight my way

through the entire staff

- of a second-rate hotel?

- Calm down.

Why'd I have to punch the clerk

to get an audience with Miss Nash?

No!

You've knocked him out.

Bring him in.

He's a friend of mine.

Madame, I'm sorry,

it was the only solution.

- Here.

- I hope it's not serious.

It's alright.

Thank you.

Yes.

- Excuse me, Madame.

- Yes.

Come, come now.

You're alright, aren't you?

Just a slight skull fracture.

I'll deduct it from your salary.

I wasn't expecting you.

Who were you expecting?

Jack the Ripper?

I was just trying to work.

Never mind.

Gusto Nash, you're fired...

- as of right now.

- It's not true.

I know it's not true!

I just wanted to taste the words.

Sheer rapture!

Alas, it's my duty to hand you

the best assignment in Europe.

What's that?

I told them in New York

you were an inexperienced jerk,

but they seem to have gone crazy.

They say anybody who pulled

that Spanish stunt's good enough...

What's the job?

Associated News correspondent

in Berlin.

They want you to get intimate

stuff on Hitler and his gang.

Say it again.

Special Berlin correspondent.

God...

Wait a minute!

What happened to Stanley Kirk?

What happened?

He's leaving Germany on request

of the Nazi government.

First he sends a dispatch about

how 10,000 German tourists

come to Danzig every day

with butterfly nets in their hands

and machine guns in their bags.

They warned him right then.

So next he went to a reception

at Herr von Ribbentrop's

and yelled for gefilte fish.

Mr. Phillips,

- do you think I can handle it?

- No.

I know you can't,

but you get a crack at it anyway.

Of all the breaks

a fumbling female ever had!

I'm not happy.

I'm not happy at all!

- When do I leave?

- Saturday.

That's three days.

That'll give you time

to get your eyebrows plucked.

- How about Tom Martin?

- What?

What about the stuff?

Did you see him?

I saw him.

- Did you get what you wanted?

- Enough.

Bat it out before you go.

Mr. Phillips, about Berlin,

I don't want to go Saturday.

- Got cold feet?

- No.

I want to go tomorrow,

on the first train.

Don't tear yourself to pieces!

Please let me go,

Mr. Phillips.

I've got a running start,

I'm in my stride.

I don't want to fool around

in Paris. It's not good for me.

I want to throw everything

I've got into it.

Berlin sounds absorbing

and tough, just what I need.

Listen to the swish

of that new broom!

I'll finish the Martin story

on the train and send it to you.

- Excuse me, sir.

- Thanks.

Telegram.

Are you the one that broke

the vase over my head?

Don't worry, sir.

It was already cracked.

Bad news?

What?

No, no.

Alright.

There's a train at 11:00.

- I'll reserve a ticket.

- I don't know how to thank you.

- Forget it. Good night.

- Good night.

- Mr. Phillips!

- Yes?

Where do you live?

Out in Neuilly.

That's pretty far away.

Yes.

And it's getting late.

Yeah...

I just thought maybe you'd like...

What are you driving at, Gusto?

Wouldn't you like

to spend the night here?

Right here?

I don't feel like sleeping.

I want someone to talk to.

I'm too excited about Berlin.

You're not sleepy, are you?

Not now I'm not!

Garon,

a cognac.

Pardon me,

have you seen Miss Nash?

How did you know?

Journals, magazines...

The latest news.

- Good.

- Thank you.

Thank you, Madame.

- Hi there.

- Hello.

Let me wish you

a most delightful journey

and offer you

a small bon voyage gift.

Thanks.

How'd you know

I was on this train?

I saw Phillips last night

and we exchanged some confidences.

I told him how to take care

of a swollen nose

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