Here Is My Heart Page #4

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these American songs,

they're really

not a bit classical.

You have to sort of...

Well, look.

I think of you

with every breath I take

And every breath

becomes a sigh

Not a sigh of despair

But a sign

that I care for you

I hear your name

with every breath I take

On every breeze

that wanders by

And your name is a song

I'll remember

the long years through

Even though I walk alone

You guide me

In the darkness,

you light my way

And all the while

inside me

Love seems to say

Someday

Someday.

And when I sleep,

you keep my heart awake

You keep it awake

But when I wake

from dreams divine

Dreams divine

Then every breath

that I take

Breath that I take

Is a prayer

that I'll make you mine

And when I sleep

you keep my heart awake

But when I wake

from dreams divine

Every breath that I take

Is a prayer

That I'll make you mine

How dare you?

What?

You kissed me.

Well, you kissed me.

Kissed you?

You, a waiter?

Sure you did.

I never did!

Don't tell me.

I'm gonna

tell you something.

Listen, I loved you.

But I don't

anymore, see?

You're nothing but

a swell-headed dame

and I wouldn't

take you for a gift.

Get out of here.

I'm getting.

Get out of this hotel.

Oh, well,

that's different.

You don't think

I can have you

discharged?

No, not you,

or all the Russians.

Get me the manager.

Stop laughing.

Ah, another kiss?

If you were

in my country now,

I'd send

you to Siberia,

to the salt mines.

Princess.

On your knees.

Get on your knees.

Princess.

Apologize.

What I was going to say...

Say it.

You're beautiful.

Beautiful.

Psst!

Where are you going?

To Siberia,

for some salt.

Just a moment.

I happened to overhear.

Now, did you

finally kiss her?

Oh, yes.

But not enough

to really cure her.

Oh, you mustn't be

too hard on her,

my dear fellow.

After all,

it's really our fault.

We've brought her up in

what used to be known

as the grand manner.

Now, she's our

first line of defense.

Defense?

Mmm-hmm.

Against bill collectors,

you know?

Oh, yes.

Yes.

Oh, it really wasn't

her fault, Mr. Jones.

Uh-huh?

Oh, yes,

I'm not supposed

to know that, am I?

How do you know it?

Well, sit down,

Mr. Jones, will you?

Cigarette?

Thanks.

Yes.

You see, when you

started giving tips

instead of taking them,

I investigated.

Oh, you mean you snooped?

Precisely.

Yeah.

Of course,

if Alexandra

should find out...

Well, she's not going to.

I'll win her

as a waiter,

or else.

Probably, else.

However, we may

think of something.

We? You mean...

You mean,

you're going to help me?

Oh, devotedly,

my dear fellow.

I'm definitely on your side.

Oh, yes.

I don't suppose

your finding out

that I have some money

had anything to do

with that?

Oh, yes, it had

everything to

do with it.

Well, you old chiseler.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, that's American.

Meaning what?

Meaning you.

Oh, you don't say.

Oh, how enchanting.

Here I've been a chiseler...

Mmm-hmm.

...all these years

and I never knew it.

Well, you know it now.

Yes.

But about the Princess?

You know,

I'm still in that

Siberian dog house.

Yes. Well,

the important thing

is to make her miss you.

Yes.

Then, when we get you back,

you will apologize.

Oh, no, no, no,

I won't do that.

Well, maybe it won't

be necessary.

In any event, let's put

our heads together,

separately,

and we'll

talk it over later.

Okay. Thanks.

Not at all.

You know,

you're a good egg.

A good what?

A good egg.

Well, I'd hate

to be a bad one.

Ah.

Oh, by the way...

Huh?

What is that

other thing I am?

Chiseler?

Chiseler.

Yes.

This new

waiter is impossible.

Kept us waiting 20 minutes.

That never happened

with Paul.

I've asked you

not to mention him.

Why? I never even heard

why you got rid of him.

Well, why did you?

Because I did.

And you were going to

have such an amusing time.

Mmm, it didn't

turn out that way.

Nothing ever does.

He was impertinent, perhaps?

That hardly describes it.

Yes.

My foot!

No.

Oh!

Really, if this keeps up,

I'll take a little

impertinence.

Make it two.

Can't all of you think of

something besides waiters?

If you don't mind, I would

like the whole matter dropped.

I think he overheard you.

Something must be done.

Yes. As a matter of fact,

I've done it.

Done what?

Talked to Paul.

He'd be delighted

to apologize.

I'm sorry, but

I refuse to see him.

Oh, but

he'll do anything,

absolutely anything.

The poor fellow's desperate.

His actual words to me were,

"I am devoted to

Her Highness with a loyalty

"and a passion that

mock the power of words.

"All I ask is to

serve Her Highness

"with the last

breath of my body,

"the last drop of

my soup... Blood."

Would he take care

of the parrots?

Why...

And the dogs?

He'd love to.

What's the matter

with him?

He had a close shave

with the soup.

Paul!

Holy jumping Jupiter

and young wild west!

Listen, how about

a picture just

like that?

No picture.

But my story!

And no story.

What, never?

Never.

You print one word

and I'll break your neck.

Oh! You're so heavy!

Why, I only weigh about...

A ton.

Three tons.

What are you

all so sad about?

Do you miss Paul so much?

Terribly.

Cruelly.

Horribly.

Well, you might as well

talk about him as think

about him.

We don't want

to upset you.

Upset me? It's like

whispering in a hospital.

Either shout or...

All right, I'll shout!

Well, shout!

All right.

We want Paul back!

Will you please tell me

what there is about him

that you want so much?

He's a good waiter.

He has a good face.

Mmm. A good waiter

and a good face!

And charm.

Well, if he'll apologize

and if he means so much,

go ahead and send for him.

Good!

Oh!

Now we can get some

decent hors d'oeuvres.

Well, Paul, it seems

you're missed here.

Yes, Your Highness.

Not by Your Highness.

No, Your Highness.

At any rate,

I've agreed that you may

continue to be our waiter.

Thank you,

Your Highness.

Or rather, their waiter.

Yes, Your Highness.

That is,

if you apologize.

I'm very sorry I kissed you,

Your Highness.

Imagine!

Because before the kiss,

you were interested in me.

Interested?

Well, in my career.

Hmm. A very

strange apology.

It's a very strange

relationship, Your Highness.

Well, anyway,

for their sake

you may continue.

And you may take care of

our dogs and parrots as well.

And as for

your career,

you may sing

when you're with them.

I'm sure they'll

appreciate it very much.

In other words,

I accept your apology.

You're quite welcome,

Your Highness.

I'm a sentimental mourner

And I couldn't be forlorner

When you keep me

on the corner

Just waiting for you

Venus de Milo

Was noted for her charms

But strictly between us

You're cuter than Venus

And what's more

you've got arms

Oh, let's go cuddle

in a corner

Any cozy little corner

Love is just

around the corner

When I'm around you

Love is just

around the corner

Ho, ho, ho!

Any cozy little corner

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