Kiss and Make-Up Page #2

And if I were like your patients,

I'd want to.

Everything all right?

Very successful,

monsieur, very.

And here's

100 francs for you.

Good day, monsieur.

Excuse me.

Could you direct me

to Dr. Lamar's Temple of Beauty?

- Right there.

- Thank you.

But you can't get in.

Oh, yes, I can.

I'm an old friend of the doctor's.

Oh, you could be his Siamese twin

and still not get in without these.

But I don't need...

It'll only cost you 100 francs, and

you'll never get more for your money.

Thank you.

Did you have

any definite ideas?

Yes.

I went to the Folies Bergre

last night.

There was an act called

"A Night in the Orient."

If this is a night in the Orient,

I'm being gypped.

I want them all done over

to look like this. Will it take long?

Oh, yes. Several days.

Please call me

when they are finished.

You can get me at the...

At the Claridge.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

(WOMEN CHATTERING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

There he is, under here,

girls. Get him out.

A man in here.

Hurry up, get him out!

It's a mistake, ladies.

I know the doctor well.

Dr. Lamar is a friend of mine.

Please, ladies!

Please now, ladies,

Dr. Lamar is a friend of mine,

if you'll just give me

a chance to explain, I...

What's this?

We found this man

molesting the patients.

Why, I wasn't

molesting anybody.

I was looking for you,

Maurice.

Why, Max! Is that you?

Max, I haven't seen you in years.

What are you doing with those on?

Why, I had to see you,

and they told me that this was

the only way I could get in.

Oh. Well, come on, sit down.

Tell me about yourself.

Remember when we were going to

set the world on fire

- with our scientific discoveries?

- Yes.

Say, Max, whatever happened to that serum

you were working on last time I saw you?

That's what I came

to see you about.

Another two months

and victory will be mine.

Of course

in the meantime, I...

In the meantime, you want me

to lend you some money.

Yes. Will you?

I will not!

Max, you've got to stop wasting

your life on a lot of guinea pigs.

I've got something better

for you to work on.

- What?

- Women.

Women?

Yes, yes, you've heard

of them, haven't you?

I want you to move in here

and work with me.

Thanks, Maurice,

but I'm afraid I can't.

Why not? In the old days

we always planned to work together.

I know, but

that was to be

scientific.

Oh, and this isn't,

I suppose.

Let me tell you, the work I'm doing today

is just as important as the work I did

after I graduated

from medical school.

Don't you realize that ugliness is

a disease, and that in curing it,

I'm bringing beauty and joy

into hundreds of lives?

- Oh, Doctor.

- Yes?

That new patient

is prepared.

Right. Come on, Max.

- Me?

- Yes, you.

Ah, Madame Severac?

Yes.

I'm Dr. Lamar and

this is Dr. Pascal.

Now, my dear, just relax.

Just relax.

Now, what can I

do for you?

I want to be beautiful.

I see.

This will have to

be lifted.

Yes, Doctor.

This will have

to be lifted.

Yes, Doctor.

Yes, Doctor.

Did you make

a mask of madame?

Oh, yes, Doctor.

Now, what do you wish

to look like, madame?

Why, just beautiful.

MAURICE:
I see.

Like this, perhaps?

There!

You mean I can

look like that?

Yes, indeed,

Madame Severac.

Your first treatment

will be Tuesday at 4:30.

My secretary will speak

to you about the fee.

In the meantime, have no fears.

You shall be beautiful.

Oh, thank you, Doctor.

Thank you so much.

Don't mention it. I shall see you

on Tuesday. Come, Max.

Well, what do you say now?

Isn't she more beautiful already?

She certainly seemed to be.

Is she going to get her

husband back, or isn't she?

You saw the tragic state

she was in.

I'll make her

the happiest woman in the world.

Once more, Max,

a doctor has saved a life.

Well, what do you say

about our proposition?

You can name your

own salary to start

and later work up to

an interest in the business.

I don't want to seem

ungrateful, Maurice,

but I don't think I'd

fit into a place like this.

- Just as you like.

- I'm sorry.

Goodbye, Maurice.

Goodbye, Max.

Oh, Doctor. Madame Caron is

waiting to have the bandages removed.

Madame Caron, waiting?

How long?

Oh, about an hour.

You've kept Madame Caron waiting an hour?

Why didn't you tell me?

You were busy.

Don't tell me there's still

something you don't like?

It suddenly occurred to me

I won't be seeing you anymore.

Why not?

Because my work is done.

You are perfect.

Really?

Well, of course we ought to

have a complete check-up.

Vilma, get ready

for a check-up.

No. I'll check Madame Caron.

The weight first.

Your husband was

here this morning.

Oh, can't we talk about

something pleasant?

You know, we won't get

the proper result if you do that.

How do you know we won't?

It disturbs the balance.

Whose?

- The scale's.

- Oh.

Perfect! I couldn't

ask for more.

No, I suppose not.

Now over here, please.

Are you so strictly professional

with all your patients?

No.

Well, then why

am I so honored?

Because I'm afraid.

Of me?

No, of myself.

You see, I might

fall in love with you.

And would that be

such a calamity?

Yes, it would.

There is only one way

I can afford to love you.

How?

In the way that

Pygmalion loved Galatea.

In the way that every artist

loves the masterpiece he has created.

You are my creation,

you know.

When you first came to me,

you were merely pretty.

Little by little, I molded you,

as Pygmalion molded his statue,

until you became

my most beautiful achievement.

It all sounds very poetic,

but not terribly thrilling.

It could be

terribly thrilling if...

If what?

It's just as well

you're going out of my life.

Must I?

Why?

Because...

Because what?

Because there's nothing more

I can do for you.

Are you sure?

Will you do me

a great favor?

What?

Put this on.

I'll mail you the measurements.

Goodbye.

Has the doctor finished

with madame?

He only thinks he has.

Anything wrong?

No, I got away.

Was she difficult?

Very difficult.

Oh, why can't

women be sensible?

Probably because

you won't let them.

What do you mean?

I mean that you've built yourself up

into such a glamorous figure

that all these women are dazzled

into thinking they're in love with you.

But it isn't you they fall for,

it's just the trimmings.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

It's just a little hard on

one's self-esteem to have to admit it.

It's nothing to feel

badly about.

These aren't the kind of women

who can appreciate your real qualities.

And you have them, you know, even

if they are being wasted around here.

Why, Annie, I didn't know you were

so interested in my welfare.

Well, who said I was?

- Here. You better look at these.

- Must I?

Well, this one, anyway.

It's an invitation to speak

at the International Beauty Congress.

Oh, yes. Tell them I'll be there.

And you handle the others.

- Annie!

- Yes?

- You've powdered your nose.

- Yes.

Well, it seemed

the simplest way.

I think some air

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