Lili Page #2
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1953
- 81 min
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Keeps a very good time.
Only sometimes I forget to wind it.
It's gold-plated.
Yes.
Yes, it's very nice.
Now, uh, look, Lili...
Maybe I could get you
a job in the carnival.
Well, what kind of job?
Well, uh...can you dance?
No.
Uh...sing?
Well, I...I can carry a tune, but...
What can you do?
I kept house for my father, you see.
I have an assistant
Now, I want you to get yourself
something to eat,
and I'll go and see what I can do
for you with Mr. Corvier.
Oh!
-Don't do that.
You mustn't throw yourself at men
that way. It isn't nice.
Well, it's nice. I mean, it's nice,
but you shouldn't do it.
I'll be back.
Whew.
Have you seen old Corvier?
-They're setting up.
What are you going
to do about that girl?
She's very young.
She'll get older.
Before her time.
The female soul is like a chestnut.
It must go through fire
before it becomes delicious.
Very clever.
How's Rosalie?
I already have.
She needs the job.
Fine.
Good figure?
Just take her on for a while.
You don't have to
keep her, you understand?
I understand very well.
Take her off your hands.
Fine. Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
[ Calliope plays
carnival music ]
[ Middle Eastern music plays ]
[ Applause ]
Ladies and gentlemen, we present
for your enjoyment now,
that master of mystery,
Marcus the magnificent.
[ Applause ]
[ Drumroll ]
[ Applause ]
[ Applause ]
[ Applause ]
[ Laughter ]
Hup.
Hup.
[ Laughter ]
Hup.
Hup.
No, please, no.
Hup.
No.
[ Gasps ]
No. No.
[ Gasps ]
Hup.
Ha ha ha ha.
Oh.
Monsieur Marc, I...
Hello.
I...I saw you do the trick.
Yeah?
It was...beautiful.
Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.
But aren't you working?
No more.
Oh.
Well...um...here.
Have some fun at the carnival.
Oh, thank you,
Oh, well, that's fine, then.
Come on. Let's eat.
In a minute.
Wh-wh-what shall I do now?
Well, uh...why don't you go
back to that shop?
That was a pretty good job you had.
Job?
Yeah. That fellow wasn't so bad.
He meant well.
He was very jolly.
That's the kind of job
you should have.
Oh, but I...I...I want
to stay near you.
You cannot.
You don't want to make
trouble for me, do you?
Oh...
I-I'd rather die.
Good girl.
Well, good luck.
[ Dogs barking ]
But, Monsieur Marc...
Talk to you later.
[ Man ] Hey, look what
we have here, John.
[ Other man ] Sorry.
You'll have to get out.
The carnival's closed for the night.
Hi. Hey, why don't you
go back home?
Let's go. Let's go.
And hurry.
[ Voice ]
- Hey.
[ Whistles ]
Lili.
Hey, Lili.
[ Whistles ]
Lili.
Yoo-hoo.
Yes, it's me,
Carrot Top. Come over here.
Lili.
Come on down.
Come on down.
I have all sorts of things
to discuss with you,
and they can't wait.
I can't imagine what
you're doing over there,
but I wish you'd stop it.
It'll have to wait until later.
This is much more important.
Come along now.
It's nicer over here.
Much nicer.
And I'm a very interesting fellow.
Don't forget your purse.
Pick it up, Lili dear.
[ Humming ]
La la la la la la la la
Leave the suitcase.
You can get it later.
Now hurry. Walk over here.
Right foot. Left foot.
Faster, please.
I'm frightfully impatient.
Come along now.
Well, come on. Come on.
Closer.
Well, now then.
How ya been, Lili?
Lose your job
over at the cabaret?
Forget it.
Let me see your locket.
Ah, it's a watch.
Does it run?
Well, let me hear.
Mmm, my.
Very fine.
Grr!
Do I frighten ya?
Grr!
Oh, be quiet.
You don't frighten anybody.
Well, I try.
You must admit I try.
Shake hands with Lili.
I call her...Lili dear.
Golo the Giant.
Oh, my. I'm always so brave
until they get close to me.
Girls frighten him.
It's because I like them so.
Ho ho ho ho ho
ho ho ho ho ho.
He'll be all right when
he gets to know you better.
Well, hello, baby.
Go away, Reynardo.
I saw her first.
Be careful.
He'll steal your watch.
Go away.
Not a chance.
Let's ignore him.
Maybe he'll go away.
[ Humming ]
He's jealous of me
because I'm cleverer than he is,
and ever so much more
handsome, don't you think?
No, she don't.
I think my eyes
are my best feature.
Come a little closer
and look into them.
Ahh.
I'll tell Marguerite.
Tell me, do you
like champagne, hmm?
Wait till Marguerite sees this.
Marguerite.
May I have the next waltz?
Reynardo, behave yourself.
Uh-oh.
Don't listen to him,
my dear. He is a seducer.
With a heart like a kitten.
Ho!
I don't know why
nobody trusts me.
I know why.
Well, keep it to yourself,
you old hag.
WHAT did you say?
Uh...what did you hear?
Reynardo, I must insist
that you address me
more respectfully.
Introduce us.
Introduce us?
Introduce us?
She has to be introduced to a girl,
but, believe me, when it's a man, she...
Reynardo, introduce us.
Lili, Marguerite.
How do you do, Lili?
How do you do?
He's a dreadful wolf.
I thought he was a fox.
Ha! That's the worst
kind of wolf.
And as for you,
I know your kind.
So innocent.
Ha ha. Oh, yes,
so innocent.
But making goo-goo eyes
at Reynardo. Really!
Oh, my. What'd you
do to Marguerite?
What'd you say to her?
She's disturbed.
I...I didn't say anything.
Well, you'd better make it up.
Be nice to her.
How?
Hmm. Well, let's see, now...
I've got it.
Flatter her.
What?
Flatter her.
Say she's pretty.
Oh, Marguerite's very pretty.
Louder.
I'll do it.
Marguerite is very pretty.
She has a face
like a mountain goat.
[ Gasps ]
And she's witty.
She has the brains
of an angleworm.
[ Marguerite ]
- I heard that, Reynardo.
Uh-oh.
I heard what you said, Reynardo.
You're a wicked, insulting no-good,
and I'll have nothing more to do with you.
She's very upset now.
Be nice to her.
Ask her to dance for us.
Uh...uh...will you dance
for us, Marguerite?
What?
Ah. Ah. Ha ha ha.
Well, thank you.
I don't have my ballet slippers,
but I'll try.
Sing something, my dear.
Anything, you know?
Oh, well, I...
Any old thing.
Oh. I remember
hi-Lili, hi-lo.
Sweet?
It's just an old song, but..
I used to sing it with my father.
It'll do.
'On every tree,
there sits a bird.'
Come on.
You know it.
Come on.
Let's hear it.
On every tree there sits a bird
singing a song of love.
On every tree there sits a bird,
and every one I ever heard
could break my heart without a word.
Singing a song of love
Ahem.
A song of love is a sad song.
hi-Lili, hi-Lili, hi-lo.
A song of love is a song of woe.
Don't ask me how I know.
A song of love is a sad song,
for I have loved,
and it's so.
hi-Lili, hi-Lili, hi-lo, hi-lo
hi-Lili, hi-Lili, hi-lo.
hi-Lili, hi-Lili, hi-lo, hi-lo
hi-Lili, hi-Lili... hi-lo.
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