Here Is My Heart Page #2
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- 1934
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Because I'm in love
But only because
I'm in love
With you
In love with you
Oh, it's June
In January
Because I'm in love
It always is spring
in my heart
With you in my arms
The snow
is just white blossoms
That fall from above
And here is the reason,
my dear
Your magical charms
The night is cold
Brrrr!
The trees are bare
But I can feel
The scent of roses
in the air
It's June
In January
Because I'm in love
But only because
I'm in love
With you
Come in.
Your dinner, sir.
I didn't order any dinner.
Is this your room?
Yes.
Well, is this you?
Mmm-hmm.
Then it must
be your dinner.
Whoa. Whoa, now.
What number do you want?
Well, what number you got?
Well, I got
a little 359.
You can't have it.
Is that so?
Tried to trip me, huh?
Try that again.
Waiter.
What are you
doing there?
Why don't you
bring in the dinner?
Well, are you stupid
or impertinent?
Stupid, madame.
And impertinent.
Hurry, please.
Idiot!
Come in, come in.
A fine mess.
A fine mess.
Oh, seven and eight
are 15, not 22.
Right?
Right, sir.
Thank you.
Beautiful,
Your Highness.
What's beautiful?
Your singing, Highness.
I wish I had a bomb.
A bomb?
Yes.
So something
would happen.
Anything!
Yes, yes, of course.
It must be very dull
for you here.
Dull? It's prison.
It's worse than prison.
In prison
at least I might
be whipped. Something!
Yes, yes. Of course.
Why don't you go somewhere?
Go somewhere? Go where?
Why, anywhere?
There's nowhere I want to go.
There's no one I want to see.
Nowhere to go
and I can't stay here.
I can't just sit here
and play this, can I?
Well, at last something
has really happened.
What a victory.
Come, darling. Shall we eat?
What a mess.
What a mess.
Who, me?
No.
The world.
The world.
All right.
Well, come on.
Stupid. Stupid.
Pobisohka, quiet.
Did you notice,
we have a new waiter?
It's about time.
The other one
was impossible.
A mess. A mess.
He certainly was.
Waiter.
Yes, sir?
What is that wine?
Why, this is
Rousseau 1911.
Really, a very
middle class wine, sir.
Might I suggest Octave 1909?
Drunk in all the best places.
Who is?
The wine, cookooscka,
the wine.
Oh!
Well, send me a sample.
Say, a couple of cases.
Very good, sir.
We might
try some together.
Nicki!
Oh, sorry, dear.
She thinks
I'm too chummy
with the servants.
But I don't think I am,
do you?
Nicki!
Where is your tie?
He's undressed.
Ask him what is
the meaning of this?
What is the meaning
of this?
Why, I...
Revolting!
Disgusting!
Unspeakable!
Here, try mine.
Nicki!
Tell him to find a tie
and return here at once.
Find a tie
and return here.
At once.
At once.
At once! At once!
Well, are we
going to sit here
and wait for a necktie?
Vova! Call them up!
Do something!
Uh, yes, yes.
Pardon,
Your Highness.
But I hope Your Highness
will permit me to finish
serving you.
Evidently,
you are not aware
that you must address
Her Highness only
through me.
May I
address a remark
to Her Highness?
May he
address a remark
to Your Highness?
He may.
You may.
Well, permit me to say
that I forgot my tie
only because of
my great excitement
when I discovered
I was to have the honor
of waiting upon
Her lmperial Highness.
He forgot his tie only
because of his great
excitement
when he discovered that
he was to have the honor
of waiting upon
Your lmperial Highness.
You may
tell the young man
that we quite understand.
Her Highness
quite understands.
That's hot.
Yes, I know,
Your Highness.
I heated it.
Yeah.
By the way, that American
called up this afternoon
about the pistol.
I suppose he talked
through his nose?
I don't know.
I couldn't see
through the telephone.
It's nothing
to joke about.
These rich nobodies
come over here
and think
they can buy up our
most personal treasures.
I understand
this one made his money
in some fantastic activity
called crooning.
On the other hand,
take this waiter.
What a charming
apology he made for
appearing without a tie.
You can
see for yourselves
that he has instinctively
a thousand times the
breeding of this
Jones person.
Are your ears red!
Nicki!
Sorry, darling.
Well, even at the risk
of paying myself
a compliment,
I shouldn't dream
of contradicting
Her Highness.
You see?
Uh-huh!
Soup.
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Your Highness!
Your Highness, I must
apologize for the waiter.
Waiter?
Yes.
But we've never
been better served.
In fact,
I'd like this waiter
assigned to us regularly.
Yes, Your Highness.
Pepper! Pepper! Ah!
Let me explain to you in
a clear, cold, calm,
reasonable way.
I shall
tell them that you,
that you have disappeared.
Oh, that the police
is after you.
Oh, no, you won't.
I'm going to keep
right on being
their waiter.
She's a princess,
you know.
Yes, I know,
and it's too bad,
'cause there's really
a swell girl underneath
all that Highness stuff.
I'm going to
stick around.
Monsieur Jones.
It will cost me my job.
Oh.
All right,
I'll buy the hotel.
Buy the...
Yes, I'll take it over
tomorrow. Any objections?
Sold!
Waiter! Fish!
You see?
You're keeping
me from my work.
Now, what was
that amount again,
last week's unpaid bills?
Thank you.
400,030 francs, sir.
And this week's?
Come in.
Five hundred and
sixty-two thousand.
Oh, fine.
Bigger and better.
Ah, good morning,
Mr. Jones.
Oh, good morning.
I've just been auditing
the books of your,
I mean, my hotel.
Oh.
I seem to be
my only paying guest.
I'm very sorry,
monsieur, but...
You're sorry? Oh, yeah.
Don't people ever pay
their bills?
Oh, well,
the lower classes, sometimes.
The middle classes, always.
But the
upper classes,
monsieur, never!
Well, there are going
to be some slight changes.
From now on,
the richer, the quicker.
Make me out
an upper class list.
Including the Russians?
Yes, certainly.
Ah, monsieur,
but we must be careful.
You cannot offend royalty.
No, you probably can't. But...
Let's make an effort anyhow.
Send them a bill immediately.
As you wish, monsieur.
Everything is ready, sir.
Right.
Ah, yes,
maybe I'd better see
if I can do that, huh?
Let's see now.
It goes thus and so.
And ta-voom. How's that?
Very good, monsieur.
Thanks awfully.
Boy, oh, boy,
is this good.
What a story!
I can see it now.
"Warbling Waiter
Outwits Royalty."
Quiet,
they'll hear you.
What's this,
Rough On Rats?
Get out of there.
Ah. "Poisons Princess
Purloins Pistol."
Now, go away. Go on.
Okay, okay.
But when do we go to press?
As soon as
I can get that pistol.
That's a date.
Now, stay in character,
but give her the works,
Eighty-three hundred
ninety-two,
sixty-four hundred...
How can it be less
when it should be more?
Oh, good morning, Paul.
Good morning,
Your Highness.
Yes.
Excuse me just
a moment, will you?
Yes.
Something's wrong
with my figures,
as usual.
Well, this is a plus sign.
Yes, yes,
I realize that, yes.
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