Club Havana Page #2

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I've got a heavy date,

a tte--tte at eight.

So speak, oh Tico,

tell me is it getting late?

If I'm on time, "cuckoo",

but if I'm late, "woo-woo"!

The one my heart is gone to

may not want to wait!

For just a birdie,

and a birdie who goes nowhere.

He knows of every lover's lane

and how to go there.

For in affairs of the heart,

my Tico's terribly smart.

He tells me:

"Gently, sentiment'ly at the start!"

Oh, oh, I hear my little

Tico Tico calling,

because the time is right

and shades of night are falling.

I love that not-so-cuckoo

cuckoo in the clock,

Tico Tico Tico Tico Tico tock!

You always have the gayest crowd.

I feel completely young

when I come to the Club Havana.

You are very kind, madame.

- Mr. Rogers is waiting.

- Good, good.

And seor Molina, such charm,

such personality.

You know I've always had a secret

desire to have a romance with that man.

No, really, quite seriously.

I feel that a man who understands music,

must understand women.

- Good evening, Mrs. Cavendish.

- Hi, Cliffy.

We're like delicate instruments,

you know.

And it's the way we're handled

which make us produce either harmonies

or discords.

Strange,

when I'm emotionally stirred,

I always develop the most

tremendous appetite.

I think I'll have a steak.

Yes, a large one.

And two bottles of Pol Roger.

Of the 28, Charles.

Very well, sir.

Steak.

Chicken sandwich.

I told you I was sorry, darling.

Well, at least you could tell me

what's all about.

- Don't you trust me?

- Of course I trust you, dear.

It's just something

I have to work out for myself.

Everybody thinks I have an interest

in the place.

What's wrong?

What are you staring at?

- I thought Joe Reed was in jail.

- They let him out, he had an alibi.

- Didn't you read the papers?

- I didn't see a paper.

What was his alibi?

He said he wasn't even in town

the night Julia was murdered.

Don't turn around,

he'll know we're talking about him.

What are you so jumpy about?

The night of the murder

Julia got home a little after I did.

You know how you can hear

through the walls in our hotel.

What are you trying to say, Jimmy?

The cops said she was killed

about 4 o'clock.

- They were right, I heard the shot.

- What?

Few minutes later I saw Joe Reed

coming down the fire escape,

with a gun in his hand.

- Did he see you?

- I don't think so.

I was scared stiff. When the cops grabbed

him I thought they had the goods on him.

I figured I could keep my mouth shut

and I wouldn't get mixed up in it.

Jimmy, listen to me.

You must keep quiet about this.

I can't.

I've got to do something

about it, Isabelita.

I've got to tell the police.

But Jimmy, if he finds out!

Think I can do it

without his finding out.

We'll talk about it later.

I suppose showing himself in public

is Reed's way of thumbing his nose

at the murder charge.

Yes, but I wish he'd picked out

some other caf.

- Having a good time?

- Wonderful.

Isn't this a beautiful place?

I've never realized how much

I was passing up.

You know, this is the first time I've been

to a nightclub since I left college.

- I thought you went all the time.

- Too busy.

Certainly internship is hard work

and no pay.

Besides, I never knew any girls.

What about all these pretty nurses

I thought about?

A doctor doesn't like to be reminded

of disinfectants all the time.

Just think.

If you hadn't walked into the shop that day,

we wouldn't be here together now.

Of course.

Want to dance?

So I don't see how

my proposition can fail

to return big profits

on the money invested.

How does it strike you,

Mrs. Cavendish?

It sounds very interesting.

The way you tell it.

Then, why not come in on it with me?

I've never put my money in

other people's schemes.

It's a principle with me.

Wherever I invest it, I control.

Well, I'll be willing to let you buy

the controlling interest.

That wouldn't be fair to you.

It's your idea.

Besides, I have so many interests

requiring all my time now,

that I prefer to dispose of some,

rather than add any more.

I see.

- You're disappointed.

- Very much.

But only because I thought it would be

such a pleasant association.

Wait, I have a counter-offer.

Children, eat.

I've buried three husbands.

The first was an old man.

He left me a large fortune.

After that, I can afford

to marry for love.

However, I'm no longer

romantically inclined.

Love?

I'm much too wealthy.

Children, eat.

But it is convenient,

to be naughty.

Convenient?

Companionship means much

when one has grown more mellow.

And the masculine point of view

is awfully important.

Besides, I enjoy the comfort

of having someone...

To buy the tickets, to drive my car,

escort me wherever I want to go.

Yes, I see.

- For you, such an alliance would be ideal.

- For me?

Your pleasure is making money.

Mine is keeping it.

You have no capital.

I have millions.

Millions.

So this is what I propose.

We will marry.

I will finance your schemes.

You will handle all the business.

The disbursement of money

will be my department.

You mean I'll be free to operate

with all the capital I need?

Under my supervision.

It's the best proposition

I've had in years.

Then you accept my proposal?

Most heartily, my dear.

- I thought it would appeal to you.

- Of course.

Children.

- That's the way mama does it.

- Yes, mama.

What's wrong, Johnny?

Nothing, Ros.

Nothing.

What is wrong, Johnny?

Let's get it over, darling,

before it spoils our evening.

I don't know how to say it.

You shouldn't be.

Not to me.

That's what makes it so difficult.

You've been swell.

Johnny, that has a strange ring

of the past tense about it.

I'm afraid that's the way

it is to me.

We always said we'd be honest

with each other, didn't we?

Ros, I feel terrible about it.

Before you went away I was happy

with things as they were.

I didn't see anything but stars.

Now...

Now there's another face

in the stars.

- Love?

- Very.

She's a...

I don't know, I can't explain it.

It means...

I can't even fight for you.

I wish it hadn't happened.

Well, it's just one

of those things I guess.

I know.

I suppose I shouldn't be so stunned.

I've seen lots of romances

go smash.

It's the kind of thing you see

happening to others,

but you just never think

they could happen to you.

Please, Ros, don't.

It's alright, darling.

I'll get hold of myself.

Only it's hard to do it

just like that...

Don't tell me I can't even snap

my fingers!

There, you see?

- I did it.

- Ros.

Around the corner from

my apartment,

there's a darling little

ivy covered church.

And every time I passed,

I used to plan.

Our wedding there and...

living happy ever after.

But anything that doesn't

include you, darling,

just doesn't make sense.

I'll go and see

if my hair's turned white.

Order some more wine,

will you darling?

At least tonight is mine.

Mrs. Lineker, what happened?

Does it show on me as much as that?

And your dress!

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