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And then after I put on a little

soothing music, I'll make you a JJ special.

- Then a little breast of pheasant.

- Under glass?

Of course. And a vintage wine.

And then, of course, my favorite dessert.

Cherries jubilee.

- How did you ever guess?

- Female intuition.

I'll get my purse.

- Well, good night, everyone.

- See you tomorrow.

- If you'll excuse me, I'll call it a night.

- Hold on for a second.

Au revoir. Trs bonne chance

mon chapeau. Yeah?

- Know what that means?

- Yeah. Goodbye and good luck to my hat.

- Tom. Turning in early?

- Yep.

Get a good night's sleep.

- Gonna give the boat a final once-over?

- I just checked it two hours ago.

One last time won't hurt. You never know

what you might find by being thorough.

- Take a look, as a favor to me.

- I'll check it out.

I hear tell you're entered

in this big boat race tomorrow.

Pa!

- Figure to win?

- Hope so.

Fella named Burton says

you stand better than a fifty-fifty chance.

- It's good to see you, Pa.

- Don't go jumpin' to no conclusions.

He also told me you did just about

all the work on this yourself. That right?

- Most of it.

- Figure it's gonna hold together this time?

I do.

You willin' to go out there tomorrow,

maybe get yourself killed to find out?

Yep. Find out. To find out about myself,

to see if I can cut it on my own.

Pa, I'd have traded everything you've

given me for one thing, for trusting me.

What you talkin', son? I always trusted

you. I was just tryin' to make things easy.

I don't want things easy. I wanna be

able to make mistakes and work' em out

before you push the panic button,

like at the plant.

I'm gettin' tired of all this calf-bawlin'

about panic button and trustin' and stuff.

Suppose you just listen to me

for a second, fella.

This company of ours spent

900 million dollars on this gook or goop.

We couldn't make it work.

Now you tell me you're gonna

go out in this boat tomorrow

and if this hangs together,

then you've proved somethin'?

- That's right!

- Then, boy, whether you do or you don't,

I want you to know that...

That I'm as proud of you as any father's

ever set foot on this God's green earth.

Thanks, Pa.

Yeah.

I guess we kinda settled that

pretty good, didn't we?

Well, I'm feelin' a little tuckered out.

How 'bout you

seein' me back to my hotel room?

I'll be pleased to, Pa.

These are lovely rooms, James.

Very exotic.

They should be. They call it the

Sultan's Suite, and I take it every year.

- Where do you keep your harem?

- Whatever gave you an idea like that?

To us.

I realize I might've been

considered a bit of a playboy.

- Just a bit.

- Yes, but that's over.

What I need now is

the warmth of companionship

and the escape from loneliness.

The simple beauty that one girl,

the right girl, can offer.

James! There's somebody at the door.

Here's your dry-cleaning, Mr. Jamison.

Sorry it's a little late.

Thanks a lot.

Now, where were we?

Escaping from loneliness.

Yes, the escape from loneliness

and the simple beauty that one girl,

the right girl, can offer.

You said that.

And then I... There we go, 26D,

for Duster. That's me, ain't it?

- That's right.

- Right!

Well, son, I'm gonna be with you every

foot of the way. You know that, don't you?

I know it now, Pa. Thanks.

- Good night.

- Good night.

I... I have to catch my breath.

- That's not the reason.

- No, it isn't.

Dianne.

Did I tell you about the present?

- What present?

- The one that I'm gonna give you.

Well, it's a trinket,

and it goes on this finger.

And it's about five carats.

I'm asking you to marry me.

If you knew how

I had hoped for this moment.

I... I...

James, please.

James, you have a big day tomorrow.

- James!

- It's a big night tonight!

- What is it?

- I've got your ski.

- What!

- Your ski's fixed. Thought I'd drop it off.

- Do you know what time it is?

- Sure, but I thought you wanted it.

- James, I'll let him in.

- No! No, no.

Besides, I should be leaving.

- Leaving? But why? We were just...

- Just going to say good night.

- Excuse me. I hope I'm not interrupting.

- As a matter of fact you are.

- No, it's all right. James and I were just...

- Well, you'll be the first to know.

Tomorrow we're picking out a ring,

a double celebration.

First for winning the race and second...

Well, we're announcing our engagement.

Well, congratulations.

Thank you.

And thank you for the evening.

Sweet dreams, darling.

Hey, you know something?

You really have lousy timing.

- Born losers usually do.

- If you're talking about the race...

I'm talking about you sticking your nose in.

I hope you know

how to take care of yourself.

- I call karate!

- Shut up.

The girl I never loved

Will never know I care

And all my dreams of her

Are dreams I'll never share

Oh, I want her

And I need her

And I know it might have been

But it ended

Long before it could begin

The kiss I never got

Somebody else will take

The plans I never made

Somebody else will make

Oh, I'm lonely

I'm so lonely

Cos it's her I'm thinking of

But she'll always be the girl

I never loved

Never loved

Never loved

- Hi.

- Hello.

- I thought you were going to bed.

- I was going to,

but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep.

That's surprising. Being Mrs. James

Jamison should make sleeping easy.

Tom, I'm going to call James

and tell him that I can't marry him.

- Oh?

- I'd like to thank you for all your help.

Any time.

Well, good night.

And goodbye.

Goodbye?

I'm leaving for home tomorrow,

after the race.

Good afternoon. This is Sam Riddle

welcoming you to the Marine Stadium

in beautiful Miami, Florida,

where we are waiting to see the running

of one of the country's great races,

the Governor's Trophy.

And $10,000 go to the winner of

the big one, the Orange Bowl Regatta.

The crews have completed the checkups.

All the boats are now in the water.

That means it won't be long now.

The fans are still coming in...

- Hey, Monsieur Heyward!

- Oh, there you are.

I got you some American popcorn.

Now, you can stop your sweating, Sam.

If my boy says that Goop'll hold, it'll hold.

I just wish I were as sure as you were.

Me, too.

Hey, Dianne. Here we are. Yoo-hoo! Hey!

- OK, gang, shift. One, two, three.

- Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, the drivers

are coming by for their presentation lap.

Approaching the grandstand in "Vapor

Trail", boat number 96, is Fred Whiting.

And right behind in "Bad Boy",

number 13, is Lucky Hughes.

Then comes James Jamison in "The

Scarlet Lady", bearing the number D3.

That's the boat to watch.

He's won it the last three years in a row

and is the favorite to repeat today.

Following Jamison comes "Terry's Pet",

number 52, driven by George Gergo.

George came in second last year.

Following Gergo is Paul Jerrow.

And there is Tom Wilson

in "Rawhide", number 99.

That's the same boat

that couldn't take the pounding last year.

The pressure on those racing hulls

is tremendous. It came apart at 90mph.

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