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or seven in today's date.

Seven times two is 14.

- But today is the fifteenth.

- Not in China.

There's nothing like

this Chinese champagne.

Or French laundry.

You're getting giggly.

If we don't go to the casino now,

you'll fall fat on your flaces.

- Fat on your flace.

- No, fat on your flace.

- After you.

- After you. Oh, come on.

Seven again.

You must have driven

like a maniac.

Eleven.

Seven. You won, madame.

- My dear, may I ride on you?

- Tonight is my night. Ride away.

Baby needs shoes.

Seven again.

Cecile, it's jewels and furs

for everybody.

- Two and two says she does.

- Won't come.

She's three and one.

Have you any sporting blood?

- Mother.

- Hello, Philippe. Cecile, my dear.

What are you doing here?

I found a new game,

and it enchants my blood.

And this friend of yours... Or of

your father's? She's brilliant.

No dice.

Marvellous mind.

Brain of a mathematical genius.

- Who, Elsa?

- She never loses.

- Eleven.

- You see?

Here and this back here.

And this here.

Here and this back here.

And this here.

And here and here and here.

- Victory!

- Victory!

- Brilliant.

- Brilliant.

A very old friend, Pablo de L'Amo.

Hello, querida. Hello, querido.

Hello from America.

Not North America, South America.

Drinks, querido!

Drinks and champagne.

- He's a wee bit tipsy-poo.

- He's very drunky-poo.

Very drunk because I'm very rich.

Very rich because I'm very smart.

Very smart because

I made it all myself in...

My beautiful, Elsa,

what did I make it in?

- Money!

- Right!

He's drunk on champagne,

I'm drunk on gambling.

You two aren't drunk.

That's not very brilliant.

Not brilliant at all.

- Where is Raymond?

- Dancing, probably.

- Brilliant girl.

- Brilliant.

And very right.

You two are not drunk on anything.

Very bad.

To live, you must be

drunk on something.

Love. Money. Success. Failure.

Even whiskey. But something!

- You're drunk, but you're right.

- Of course I am. I'm rich.

Or maybe it's the other way around.

- Do you always have such a good time?

- Always. Except when I'm in America.

- Not North America.

- South America.

You tell someone you're rich

and from America...

...and they always think

you are from Texas.

They are not dancing anywhere.

My beautiful girl...

...you are very beautiful.

Also, you are very sunburned.

Also, you are very peeling.

Be quiet, Pablo.

I couldn't find them anyplace.

- Drink your champagne, Elsa.

- Drink my champagne, Elsa.

- Lucky in cards, unlucky in...

- You're too beautiful to be unlucky.

- Shall I go look?

- I'll look.

Anne isn't used to champagne.

She probably needed air.

- Stop worrying, Elsa.

- Stop worrying, Elsa.

"Isn't used to champagne."

She can drink like a man.

- Then I want to meet her.

- Be still, Pablo.

But it is summer, Raymond...

...and I'm as suspicious of summer

as I am of you.

You said I behave like a boy.

How can you be suspicious of a boy?

- Easily. He likes to play with girls.

- That's true. Until now.

- Now you're serious?

- From the moment you arrived.

From the moment I arrived,

you've been campaigning.

- And what about Elsa?

- Elsa? You know how I think of Elsa.

- As a playmate for Cecile.

- Exactly.

I could never think of you

as just a playmate.

- Not even for you?

- The moment I stop joking, you start.

But that's what you want, isn't it?

A playmate, someone to have fun with?

I do have fun with you. And that's

a long way from being all I want.

And we've been over and over this.

I know.

Raymond, I cannot be casual.

I've never been less casual

in my life.

- Then why am I still so frightened?

- I don't know.

I'm often frightened when I want

something badly. And I want you.

I've never wanted any woman

the way I want you.

No, Raymond.

Raymond, no.

Part of me was angry. Part of me

was happy. All of me was excited.

He had brought a girl to the seashore,

made her go out in the sun...

...then when she was a mess of

peeling, dropped her lik e a hot lobster.

It was unfair. Yet even while

I was angry at him...

...I was proud that he had gotten

the unattainable Anne.

How long would it last?

Well, how long did Elsa last?

How long did any of them last?

Anne wasn't feeling well.

My father had to take her home.

They have gone?

Yes. How about a drink?

- No, thank you.

- No, thank you.

- Would you like to dance?

- No, thank you.

She was awfully sick, Elsa.

She ruined that beautiful dress.

It was a horrible, frumpy dress.

- We were all so happy.

- So happy.

- We can still be happy, Elsa.

- No, we can't.

- No, we can't.

- Be still, Pablo.

- Come on, we'll take you home.

- I have no home. I'm not going back.

- Elsa, be reasonable.

- I will not be treated like a wife.

Pablo will find me a hotel.

I'll buy you a hotel.

Goodbye, Philippe.

- You liked me, didn't you?

- I still do, Elsa.

We were good friends, weren't we?

I'll see you, Elsa.

Never. Never again.

Never again.

Poor Elsa. I feel as though

I were losing a good friend.

- I'm confused. Know what I'd like to do?

- What?

I'd like to go someplace alone with you

and get very drunky-poo.

Philippe, you'll be a credit

to your mother yet.

- Good morning, mademoiselle.

- Good morning, Albertine.

Holy Buddha! You are Albertine.

Come and sit with us.

Appearances indicate

you stopped for a nightcap.

- A whole hat.

- Is that ice cream?

- It's vanilla. Her hangover cure.

- It works.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Cecile.

- Good morning, Anne.

You both look so mysterious.

As if you had a secret.

- Well...

- Well...

- Have you a cigarette?

- I'll get one.

Don't bother, because

I don't really want one.

We would like to ask you something.

Elsa's in a hotel. Some South

American was taking care of her.

- No, no, it's not that.

- What, then?

- Your father and I want to get married.

- We'd like it very much.

Well, it's a good idea.

It's a very good idea.

Glad that's over.

I told you she'd be pleased.

- Of course I am.

- I wasn't sure.

- You never believe me.

- Yes, I do. I do.

Now that the approval's official, we'll

celebrate. Champagne? Or ice cream?

May I have both?

You can have anything you want.

- You are pleased?

- Yes.

But confused?

It's just hard for me to smile

too much with this head.

- Is that really all?

- Yes.

Does our getting married seem

strange to you or just ridiculous?

- Not ridiculous at all.

- But strange?

- A little.

- Why?

Say it. Say anything, Cecile.

I want you to.

I have to kind of push everything

around to think of Raymond married.

You didn't want him to marry again?

No, I mean,

I didn't think he wanted to.

But if he does, I do.

If he's glad, I'm glad.

That makes me so happy. You know,

I was rather frightened of you.

Of me? Why?

I was afraid of your being

frightened of me.

I was. Until just this minute.

- Well, never be again.

- I won't.

I've told Albertine the news.

- That is Albertine, isn't it?

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