Love in the Afternoon Page #5

Agatha?

Angela?

Whatever your name is, you're very sweet.

I wish we had more than this one evening.

You don't really.

Why drag it out?

Scenes, tears, everything gets so maudlin.

This way it was just perfect.

You know, I come to Paris every year.

Maybe we'll see each other again.

Maybe, if somebody tries

to shoot you again.

I just wish Cartier's were open.

I'd buy you something very lavish.

I don't want anything from you.

Yes, I do, too.

May I?

Pardon, Monsieur, it is 10:15.

- Well.

- Goodbye, Mr. Flannagan.

Goodbye, thin girl.

Wait!

That's mine.

- Yours, Madame?

- Mine.

Ariane?

Ariane! Is my lunch ready?

How about lunch?

No, thank you, Papa.

Ariane, is this yours?

- Yes, Papa.

- What is it doing in the icebox?

Papa, let's make a pact.

I'll stay out of your files...

...and you stay out of my icebox.

Two Stewardesses in

Wild Mid-air Battle

Verdi, Rossini, Puccini...

...that's music for an organ grinder

with a monkey.

But Wagner, that's another

matter entirely.

You conducted beautifully, Michel.

Wait until the last act,

when they play the Liebestraum.

I'd better have that sewn together.

- lf you will pardon me, Ariane.

- Sure.

Pardon, excusez- moi.

Hello, Mr. Flannagan.

Hello.

How are you?

You don't remember me, do you?

Of course I do.

Let's see, where was it?

The Riviera? Biarritz?

Portofino?

Wait, wait! Adolph, the thin girl!

That's more like it.

Look...

...I'm very sorry. I've had

such a crazy year, always on the go.

How are the gypsies?

Fine. They met me at the airport,

big reunion, they cried like babies.

That's only natural. After all,

you've been through a lot together.

What have you been up to?

I've had a pretty crazy year myself.

You look good.

Maybe you've lost a little weight.

I shouldn't be surprised.

It's been one party after another...

...never any sleep,

all sorts of fascinating men.

Imagine running into you at the opera.

Yes. Two people meeting

between the acts.

I was afraid this evening

was going to be a total loss.

Don't you like Tristan and Isolde?

Well, to tell you the truth,

I'm here by mistake.

It's my lousy French.

I thought I had tickets for Folies Brgeres.

This has much more musical merit.

Maybe, but did you get

a load of that chorus?

There's not a dame up there

that weighs less than 250 pounds.

We've simply got to see each other again.

How about tomorrow night?

You can't make it at night.

How about tomorrow afternoon?

- Mr. Flannagan...

- Same hotel, same suite.

- I have too many dates.

- 4:
00, don't disappoint me.

Ariane.

I got it fixed...

...but don't you think they sewed it

a little too tight?

Ariane?

What's the matter with you?

Ariane?

Ariane?

Greetings, Papa.

Greetings.

You look just beautiful tonight.

Have a nice time with Michel?

It wasn't a total loss.

What was the opera?

Tristan and Isolde.

Tristan and Isolde? Very sad case.

Now, if instead of doing all that singing...

...they'd have hired a good detective...

Good night, Papa.

Do you mind if I hang this in your closet?

Of course not. What is it?

An ermine coat. Client of mine,

very big businessman...

...export- import, gave it to his secretary.

Then one night he caught her

taking outside dictation.

- Of course, he repossessed it.

- Of course.

He wants me to keep it here for a while.

He had the sleeves shortened.

He'll give it to his wife...

...on their 10th wedding anniversary.

I think that's very sweet.

What's that you're whistling?

Tristan and Isolde.

Are you sure?

I heard it in the opera tonight.

Funny, I have a feeling

I've heard it somewhere before...

...and I don't think it was at the opera.

Well, those composers,

I guess they all steal from each other.

- Good night, darling.

- Good night, Papa.

If you are one of the gypsies,

they are in Suite 14.

Good afternoon, Mr. Flannagan.

Hi.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

I see nothing has changed.

Once you've got a winning combination,

why mess around with it?

- Can I take your coat?

- No thanks, I'd rather keep it on.

Isn't it rather warm

for this time of the year?

I catch a lot of colds.

Especially in the summer.

Well, we must watch out for the drafts.

"C'est si bon"

This is Siberian ermine, you know.

Quite expensive.

- Where'd it come from?

- Siberia.

I mean, who gave it to you?

A friend. Very generous.

Very rich. Export- import.

Export- import?

What does he export

and what does he import?

He exports perfume,

and he imports bananas.

There's a fortune in it.

Do you realize that for one bottle

of perfume you get 12 bananas?

Twelve bananas for one bottle of...

Doesn't sound like such a hot deal to me.

But it's a tiny bottle of perfume,

and very large bananas.

I had a sable coat before that.

- He is generous.

- That was from another man.

Another man?

An Englishman.

As a matter of fact, he was a duke.

You don't say?

Oh, yes, castles and horses and hounds.

We spent last Christmas in Switzerland.

It was all fine until he threatened

to throw himself off the Matterhorn.

The duke?

Oh, no. This was somebody else.

- Somebody else? Who?

- Aren't you getting a little personal?

Notice I'm not asking you any questions.

You're absolutely right.

Let's forget all about it.

Of course, if you must know,

it was an Alpine guide.

Very strong, very blond,

with Edelweiss behind his ears...

...and he had the most attractive knees.

- Knees?

- They wear those short leather pants...

...so naturally one thing led to another.

Naturally.

He fell madly in love with me.

He wanted to kill himself

when he heard we were leaving.

We? That's you and the duke?

No, that's me and the banker,

from Brussels.

You did have a busy year, didn't you?

After all, Mr. Flannagan, you don't think

I was sitting around waiting for you?

No, nothing like that.

It's kind of hard to believe,

a girl your age, and all those men...

If you prefer to think

that you're the only man in my life.

I didn't say that!

Or that I've spent all this time

crying over you and carrying on...

...and swallowing things

like that girl in Venice.

If I thought that,

I'd get out of here like a scared jackrabbit.

Don't be scared, Mr. Flannagan.

I'm not that type at all.

I know the rules. Love and run.

Everybody happy, nobody gets hurt...

...works out great all around.

You put that very nicely.

How long are you going

to be in Paris this time, Mr. Flannagan?

Two or three weeks. Who knows?

Why?

I just wanted to know

how to arrange my own schedule.

Of course.

All that traffic.

Take off that silly Siberian coat.

You won't catch a cold.

I'm very susceptible, you know.

Please.

- Ariane!

- Yes, Papa?

Since you've always taken

such great interest in my business...

...let's see how good a detective you are.

Yes, Papa.

For instance, let's consider

"The Case of the Elusive Ermine."

"The Elusive Ermine"?

The fur coat. The one I'm keeping here,

for my client.

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