Flying Down to Rio Page #3

If you're looking for the part

of your motor you threw away...

...you'll find it on top of the piano.

Oh, this isn't just another girl, Julio.

This is the real thing.

Old man cupid

didn't fire an arrow this time.

No, sir. He sunk a harpoon.

- So this time it's a Brazilian girl?

- And what a Brazilian girl.

I'm goofy about her.

I am crazy for her.

As a matter of fact, I like her.

I met her in Miami at the Hibiscus Hotel.

Yes, she was traveling

with one of those Dona Elenas.

And talk about luck.

The day you sent for me, her father got

sick and she had to hurry back here to Rio.

And you'll be seeing her here, of course?

No, that's the catch.

She wouldn't tell me her name or address.

Then it's all on your side.

In a pig's monocle.

She's dizzy about me.

Did she tell you so?

She didn't have to tell me.

I can take a hint.

I tell you, Julio, she is exquisite.

She has a face like a flower, a rose.

What am I talking about?

She's like an orchid, a white orchid.

- She sounds enchanting.

- Enchanting, bewildering.

Bewitching, intoxicating, devastating.

I tell you, Julio, every time I think about her

I want to bite myself, and that's news.

She has beautiful black hair

and big brown eyes, eh, Roger?

How true, how true.

And has she got:

And when she smiles

there's a funny little curve to her mouth?

That's right.

But how would you know?

And, Julio, that wonderful night

we spent on the beach together.

Just the two of us alone,

not a soul for miles and miles.

- Was there a moon?

- A glorious moon.

There would be a moon.

- It all comes back to me now.

- Yes?

- I took her passionately in my arms.

- Yes?

- And as I drew her to me...

- Yes?

No, it was too beautiful.

Too sacred to talk about.

Roger, what happened after you took her

passionately in your arms...

...and drew her to you?

- That's when I ran into difficulties.

- Difficulties?

It seems the poor kid is already engaged

to some local cluck...

...who signed her before

she knew any better.

A poor, defenseless child

in a baby buggy.

And now the mug is trying

to hold her to it...

...by squawking about some shack he's

knocked together for her on the waterfront.

- Did you ever hear of a heel like that?

- No.

Thanks.

Julio, I want you to do something for me.

I want you to help me find her.

- Who, me?

- Yeah.

Oh, no, Roger. I could not do that.

- With us an engagement is very serious.

- Serious?

Don't you think it's serious when every time

I think of her I wanna bite myself?

Boy, am I suffering.

Well, here's to her.

And happiness.

Thanks, old man. Thanks a lot.

Hey, Rog? Oh, Rog, the boys are downstairs.

We're waiting for you.

Hey, hey, no more

of that bathroom drinking.

Listen, we have to go and hear

the Turuna Turuna band tonight.

I can't go hear anything.

I gotta go find someone.

Go find someone?

That look in his eye.

You don't mean the senhorita?

After that frosting you got in Miami?

Boy, she made him look

like an angel cake.

Well, I guess it's no use.

I see you've got your hunting suit on.

Say, keep out of jail, will you?

They throw the keys in the bay down here.

So long, fella. Nice guy,

but he takes his work too seriously.

Pardon me, Rog.

I must make a phone call.

Sure, help yourself.

Make yourself at home.

Julio. I was just thinking about you.

But you're going to see me tomorrow night

at the Aviator's Club.

I must see you tonight.

It's very important.

Wait, dear, I'll ask Titia.

Julio wants to see me tonight.

Have him come over.

Julio, darling, I'm so sorry.

Titia says no.

You see, we're so busy.

You do understand, don't you?

Oh, you're such a dear.

Good night.

We are so busy thinking

about a band leader.

Darling, Titia...

...you know I'd never do anything

to hurt Julio, don't you?

But, darling, mayn't I have just a little fun

before I settle down...

...and start having all of those thousands

of children?

Belinha!

What's the matter?

- Didn't she have a friend for you?

- Yes. Oh, no.

- We are just making some plans.

- No, thanks.

There's going to be a ball

at the Aviator's Club tomorrow night.

- I want you and Fred to be my guests.

- Swell. Maybe she'll be there.

It's possible.

Say, that would be a great place

to try out my new song.

Listen, I'll show you how it goes.

I call it "Orchids in the Moonlight."

I wrote it for her.

- It's a nice cozy little spot you have here.

- Thank you.

I personally myself

will escort you to your table.

This way, please.

I also have the honor to visit

your country once.

I play vaudeville.

I played Milwaukee, Cincinnati,

Newport News...

...and Schenectady.

- Schenectady?

- Yes.

- You ever play Syracuse?

- Syracuse, sure. I play four, five times a day.

- Nice work, if you can get it.

- Yes, and the most astonishing thing was...

- Did you play there?

- Yes. No. Yes.

The most astonishing was

that the audience always laughed.

Laughed. You're telling us.

I also have reserved those tables

for your Clippings.

Clippers, if you don't mind.

Yes, thank you, Clippings.

And this table here, please.

This table for you.

Senhorita, sit down.

Now, I want you to admire

my greatest attraction, the Turunas.

Turunas? They look like

a bunch of zombies to me.

So that quartet's a band.

Well, if that's our only competition...

Don't hurt the old boy's feelings.

We have some distinguished visitors

from our sister continent, North America.

- Shall we play them a foxtrot?

- No, we want the Carioca.

- Play the Carioca.

- The Carioca. Play the Carioca.

- Carioca.

- Why don't you play the Carioca?

What's the matter

with the foxtrot?

Pardon me, senhor. The American foxtrot

is considered too tame, too dull.

- Our people prefer the Carioca.

- I see.

- You mean, they prefer it in public?

- S, senhorita. Everybody in Rio.

Very well, then.

Boys, the Carioca.

If that's all they can do, we're a cinch.

Our band will be a sensation.

- Think they've got something.

- They have.

This stuff is swell, but we can't do it.

So that's the Carioca.

- What's this business about the foreheads?

- Mental telepathy.

I can tell what they're thinking

about from here.

The trick is to keep

your mind a blank.

With that music?

Oh, Freddy, is my mind red.

- Our stuff can't top this.

- I guess Roger's gotten us in bad again.

It'll be a long walk back home from here.

Just how much does it cost

to get home from here?

Home nothing. I'd like to try

this thing just once.

Come on, Honey.

We'll show them a thing or three.

It's a Carioca!

Say, have you seen the Carioca?

It's not a foxtrot or a polka

It has a little bit of a new rhythm

A blue rhythm that sighs

It has a meter that is tricky

A bit of wicked wacki-wicky

But when you dance it with a new love

There'll be true love in her eyes

You'll dream of the new Carioca

Its theme is a kiss and sigh

You'll dream of the new Carioca

When music and lights are gone

And we're saying goodbye

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