Les Girls Page #5

l can stand her crying,

but l cannot stand her singing.

l'll go in and have a talk with her.

has he been hitting

the perfume bottle, too?

l like that.

l never knew you could sing opera.

Well, of course l can sing opera,

you silly man.

That's why l'm dancing.

how do you feel?

What do you care?

You're one of my girls.

l care a lot what happens to you.

l think l ate a bad oyster.

That's not fatal.

l don't think you have

enough to do in the act.

how about me working up

some new routines for you?

l like the old routines.

But, l wanna feature you.

Why?

l don't think the act is taking advantage

of what you have to offer.

What have l got to offer?

Talent, beauty. And you sing like an angel.

Then you're not angry with me?

Angry? Why should l be angry?

Because l'm always getting ptomaine.

That's not your fault.

You've just got to keep away

from bad oysters.

Don't worry, l understand everything.

You can be so sweet.

l think you better get some sleep.

We've gotta help that kid.

ANGELE:
lt's a strange thing about truth,

it can often make enemies of lovers.

But a lie can make lovers of enemies.

Barry gave up drinking...

and insisted that the rest of us

set a good example, too.

-What'll you girls have?

-Tea.

-Milk.

-A glass of water.

-Nothing.

-Tea, milk, water, nothing?

That's correct.

ANGELE:
And so Les Girls

became Les Girl Scouts.

We were going on tour that night.

Joy and l had packed for sybil and

of course, sybil was packing for Barry.

l was worried about her.

Now then, there's one thing

l insist on in my act...

plenty of complications.

l won't interfere with your private

lives if you watch my Three P's:

Pickles, pins and poop-poop-a-doop.

Marvelous.

l do find you English very amusing.

Come here, old girl,

give us a kiss, won't you?

-Goodness gracious.

-l think it's funny, too.

how could l have been so wrong?

About you?

About me?

You won't believe me,

but l didn't like you when l first met you.

-Now?

-Now you make me feel little...

and helpless and tiny and frail.

All the absurd things that l know l'm not.

Since we're on a truth kick, l thought

of you as a cold-blooded hoot owl.

-Really.

-hooting at everything l did.

l don't mind being compared

to a hoot owl. They're rather sweet.

But you don't really think

of me as ''cold-blooded,'' do you?

All Americans think the English are.

Oh, no. The English...

Now, take the Latins,

they light up like a paper fire.

-You're more like hard coal.

-heavy and lumpy. Thanks.

No.

hard coal is slow to burn,

but once it starts...

there's quite a blaze.

And for a long time.

-honey?

-Yes, my love.

honestly, hot or cold,

l couldn't care for you more than l do.

But well, you know me.

l know you.

Dear, sweet cautious Barry.

There'll be no complications.

We'll be late. We'll be late.

What's the train schedule?

The train ''shedule''?

-Well, l ''sharcely'' remember.

-''Sharcely.''

-''Shertainly.''

-You're just too ''shilly.''

And you're just too too-too.

[Singing You're Just Too, Too

by Cole Porter]

Look at me, l'm dancing.

Crazy.

hot dog.

hold on, old girl, we'll miss our train.

lf we miss the train we'll go by plane.

-l feel like a banjo.

-how's that?

Everybody's picking on me.

[Singing Les Girls by Cole Porter]

ANGELE:
But what l have to tell all

took place the week we were in Granada.

senorita?

No, gracias. l wait. l expect someone.

A gentleman? he is here.

Gerald, what on earth

are you doing in Granada?

For the last two hours

l've been trying to find you.

l must say it was worth the bother.

Well, as always, you look superbly

healthy, extremely rich and jolly nice.

-Nice enough to marry?

-Why, l'm sure of it.

You'll have no trouble in finding a wife.

how's your father?

You have absolutely no interest

in my father.

-Oh, how nice.

-hi.

What?

-Gerald Wren. Barry Nichols.

-hello.

how do you do?

lf you'd like to have a drink with us?

Thanks, l would.

-lt's Barry's act l dance in.

-l know.

l was hoping she's had enough

of this career nonsense.

Just why, my friend,

should that concern you?

Since l'm the chap she's gonna marry--

-l didn't know that.

-Nor do l.

Gerald knows that my foolish little heart

has been won over by the theater.

Why not come back to London?

Our theater's as good as any in the world.

We'll play London all right,

but not until l get the proper setup.

My own revue, the right house,

the right people.

This may interest you,

one of our theaters is going vacant.

-Your theaters?

-Our banks own them.

-Same thing.

-ls he kidding?

Unfortunately, no.

lt's the Christopher Marlowe, where

Sybil was playing when we first met.

Do you remember how badly you sang?

-Why, l've improved.

-Oh, you must have.

No, l don't see why

you shouldn't have the Marlowe...

with a little financial backing, of course.

American enterprise does very well

in West End show business.

And l say British enterprise

isn't so bad either.

You know, old man,

if this is meant to be a bribe...

l'm definitely interested.

You'll want Sybil costarred, of course.

-No, l merely want her in London.

-Well, really!

l see, the big men talking business.

l must be quiet?

Yes, please. The name, though.

The Christopher Marlowe, it doesn't--

lt's not very suitable

for musical shows, is it?

-But it could easily be changed.

-To the Barry Nichols Theater.

This girl has good ideas. Just where is it?

ln Charing Cross Road. That can be

changed to Barry Nichols Boulevard.

That'll come later.

Why don't we have supper tonight?

Just the three of us.

-Talk over details?

-Tonight is--

Tonight is fine.

You know, l like the way

your friend works.

-Quick decisions.

-l like the way your friend works.

Don't you both think

you're working a little too hard?

Your order?

-Tea.

-Champagne.

An aspirin.

[Lively Spanish music playing]

-Where's our friend?

-What?

-Where's our friend?

-l'm gonna be very candid with you.

l don't want you to see Barry again.

Well, why not?

Well, there are several reasons

why l'd rather the show wasn't put on.

l am not ready to go back to London.

l am not good enough yet.

l like the act the way it is.

l've never had so much fun.

Please don't spoil it.

-Aren't you being a little selfish?

-very selfish.

lf l were a man

l'd have nothing to do with me.

Be an angel and kiss me goodbye.

ls having fun that important?

Don't worry, l'll grow up someday.

l do appreciate your patience

and understanding.

Quite frankly--

Gerald, please. Before he gets here.

have a heavenly trip

and do remember me to your father.

Where's he going, Sir Gerald?

-he's not having supper with us.

-No?

Well, l had a little talk

and explained a few things.

You're good enough to get along

on your own.

Well, sure.

But what are you talking about?

l knew you wouldn't want him

to be under any illusions.

What did you tell him?

That you and l were lovers.

-Oh, you didn't.

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