Love on the Run Page #4

until we got out

of that jam.

You know, I feel

sorry for him.

Well, don't. You can't

trust a thing he says.

Well the next time he meets you,

he'll tell you stories about me.

He'll even have me a

reporter before he's through.

No, I mean I feel sorry for anyone

who has to earn his living that way.

No self respecting

man could accept money

for prying into

people's private lives.

No, no, and they don't

earn very much at that.

Is that Anthony

a newspaper man?

I got it! I got a topper

for the whole thing!

Who will be Sally's

ideal man?

Royal prince or

a lonely reporter?

Will old world

sophistication

win out over new

world virility?

We run a contest!

Prizes for

best letters!

Get it, Wally!

Snap out with

a lead right away.

We'll float an

extra on this.

Dave, get Wally's story

on the Paris cable.

I want this to break

all over Europe!

Oh, excuse me.

Lift me up.

I'm too tired,

but I'll lie

down beside you.

Old wine,

old friends, old jokes.

It's too fantastic!

Believe it or not,

but I think I see

a beautiful gasoline station

with a lot of rooms in it.

I'll bet there are

beds in those rooms.

Don't tell me

you see what I see?

We can't both be crazy!

That's what you think.

Hmm. Looks like we're

gonna spend the night

with some pretty

important ghosts.

All the Louis, Madame de

Maintenon, Richelieu..

I'd rather enjoy

meeting Richelieu.

I want to see if he really

looks like George Arliss.

Ah. A bottle of milk for

Marie Antoinettes bath.

If that was left for

her, it's sour by now.

No luck, Michael.

What caretaker would

open windows?

No sleep for

Sally tonight.

Lose not heart,

fair lady.

This may mean the

guillotine, but here goes.

What was that? Shhh.

Bismarck, quiet.

Down. Stop growling.

Come along.

We better go see.

Nice Bismarck.

Sit up. Beg. Beg.

We better take a gun.

It's empty.

Come, Bismarck, come.

Come. Come on.

Good boy.

Give me a hand. It's

awfully creepy in here.

Mike!

What's the matter?

Right there!

What?

That man!

That's not a man,

that's a statue.

You're just

saying that.

Yes, I am just

saying that.

You know, we're really

in terrible danger.

You're right.

That is just

a statue, Mike.

Madame de Maintenons

apartment.

Hey, we can't

resist this, Sally.

De Maintenon.

Louis Xiv's

favorite lady.

He did right for the

gal. He married her.

A peasant girl

born in a prison,

and she lived to be

surrounded by all this.

A queen.

I hear she was surrounded by

the king the most of the time.

Oh... her bedroom.

Think of it.

She ruled the destiny

of France,

of a whole nation,

from this very room.

You're wrong there.

Louis ruled France,

and she ruled Louis.

I'll bet she

really loved him.

The atmosphere of

the room does kind of...

well, kind of get

into you, doesn't it?

They say that

walls have ears.

If they could

only speak.

They are speaking.

I can tell you exactly

what Louis is saying.

He's a man of few words but

with a very definite objective.

Steady, Mr. Anthony?

No, no, no.

Listen to him.

He's st... st...

stuttering a little.

Her beauty makes him

n... n... nervous.

I know.

And listen to her.

She's bidding him good night

because she's very sleepy.

Hear her yawn?

Was that a yawn? Oh, I thought

it was just a nice deep sigh.

I don't know know where

you're going to rest

your tousled little

head, Mr. Anthony,

but Im going to

sleep right here.

Well, shall I make

up the upper, Madame?

I wonder what Louis would

do in a case like this?

Come on.

Good night,

Mr. Anthony.

This place must

be alive with beds.

Louis?

What do you advise?

Oh, you won't be very

far away, will you?

You'll be all right.

If anybody disturbs you

it'll be Louis himself.

Good night, Mike.

Good night, Sally.

Who is it?

Louis.

L... Louis who?

Pick a number

from one to 10.

Louis xiv.

Madame was

trucking?

His majesty is several

centuries ahead of himself.

I was minueting.

May I have the next one?

After all,

I am your queen.

Your majesty, Madame.

Down, Bismarck, down.

These people live here.

They're friends of mine.

Who are you?

Guess.

Little Bo peep.

No, but you're warm.

We give up. Who?

The caretaker of your palace,

your majesty.

I have been

for 46 years.

Bismarck and I have

spent every night here

and enjoy every minute of it.

And all the fun we have had with

you and all the others ghosts.

All the other ghosts?

Then you think we

are ghosts, too?

Oh, oul, oul, oul.

I know you are.

The ghost of king Louis xiv

and Madame de Maintenon.

Your majesty, Madame,

may I present Bismarck?

Who is Bismarck?

And where is he?

He's my dog.

He's right here at my feet.

Bismarck, roll over,

like a good dog.

Isn't he clever?

I've never seen

anything like it.

Mike, let's

get out of here.

If you will pardon my

saying so, your majesty,

you have gone very rusty

in your minuet.

Your form, after all

these years, is a way off.

Let me illustrate.

May I have

your hand, Madame?

Couldn't we just

sit this one out?

No, no, no.

Go right ahead.

His majesty

commands.

Come on, swing it,

daddy. Swing it!

The king can do no wrong.

Don't be afraid, Madame.

It is not loaded.

No, no, no.

Not at your head!

This gun is crazy!

The gun's crazy?

You're all right.

Oul. There, you see?

Don't worry, Madame.

I'll tell them you

shot in self defense.

Mike, if you don't get

that man out of here,

you're going to have an awful

hysterical woman on your hands.

I'll try.

It's getting kind

of late, isn't it?

Oh, what time is it,

your majesty?

5 minutes of 12:
00.

Oh. We must hurry.

You see, at 12:
00

I turn into a pumpkin.

Happy Halloween.

Merci, Madame.

Your majesty, have Bismarck and I

your permission

to withdraw?

Well, yes, yes,

if you insist.

Come, Bismarck.

Anthony:
Oh, by the way,

if Bismarck there

ever has puppies,

I wish you'd send me one.

Shall be honor.

Good night, your majesties.

May you find great joy

in your return

to Fontainebleau.

Come, Bismarck.

Mike,

I need some air.

I hope there's

enough for both of us.

12:
00, he's a pumpkin by now.

Funny little man.

A happy little man

in a world all his own.

And Im here, too.

London, marriage settlements,

unpleasant people...

they all seem very

far away right now.

Far away?

Yeah, that reminds me.

Good night.

Mike!

Where are you going?

Why, I've got to

find some place

to rest this tousled

head of mine, remember?

Oh, but you can't

leave me like this,

you can't go-

hello.

Oh, I always

knew someday

about somebody

like you.

You know, I've known

people I've liked

and some I've disliked.

I've hated a few

and thought I loved

a couple,

but, I've never known

anyone I could trust

up till now.

Look Sally,

a fella has to make

a living, understand?

Such a nice living.

Two can live

happier than one.

Well, it isn't

that exactly, but,

well, I've had

a job all my life.

I knew you

did something. What?

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