Midnight Page #6

for each other.

I know it deep down

in my bones. Don't you?

That's why I didn't accept

that room of yours.

There were no strings on that.

I was driving all night.

I know it. You said,

"Clear out before

I get back,"

but that's not the way

it would have worked out.

I'd have awakened

in the morning in that

extra shirt of yours, and...

And then I'd have

waited to thank you.

And I'd have asked you

to marry me.

I probably would have.

Oh, don't you see?

We'd have had a few grand

weeks and a lot of laughs.

I'd have darned your socks

while you bumped around

in that old taxi,

scraping our

40 francs together.

And then

all of a sudden,

the walls of that

one room would have

started crowding in on us.

Yeah, I know that one.

When you're poor,

love flies out

the window.

Well, I saw it happen

to my father and mother.

So many worries,

so many quarrels, they...

They just gave up.

They didn't even

hate each other.

I suppose love is safer

in a place like this.

Please, Skipper,

don't let's make

a mess of our lives.

We're no good

for each other,

believe me.

Oh, don't be a fool,

Eve.

No!

Get your things together,

we're starting back.

No! No, I won't go!

Oh, listen,

I've just had

a swell break.

I got in with this crowd.

Things are beginning

to work out.

There's a man... Well...

It's what I've been

waiting for all my life.

Please! Please!

We'll make some excuse

to those people downstairs

and you'll leave

in the morning.

Careful, this is

a rented suit!

HELENE:
Ready for some

breakfast, darling?

GEORGES:

Yes, my dear child.

Good morning, Marcel.

Good morning, Helene.

Good morning,

Mr. Picot.

Oh, now.

If your face was

any longer, you could

skip rope with it.

Did you expect to

find me all smiles?

Well, I must admit

it was very pleasant

when he was in Budapest.

But you always...

The way you

spoke of him, I...

Everyone

sleep well?

Oh, I did.

Like a baby.

Is the Baron

coming down?

I think so.

I left him shaving.

What's your choice,

Baroness, kidneys,

omelet, chicken livers?

I'll have them all in the order named.

I'm starving!

I can't make up my mind what to eat.

Wasrt there some animal

that starved between

two haystacks

because he

couldn't decide?

Yes, a jackass.

What was that

you said before?

Good morning again, dear.

Good morning, darling.

Good morning, Baron.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm so sorry, darling,

I couldn't wait for you.

I was too hungry.

I'm afraid you'll have

to hurry your breakfast.

I've just had bad news.

About what?

Now... Now, don't

be alarmed, darling.

It's nothing serious, I hope.

Well, what is it?

It's about Francie.

Francie?

Yes.

Francie's our little daughter.

She's... She's

three years old.

You haven't told them

anything about Francie?

Oh, well, I... I...

I... I just had

a wire from home,

and she's very ill.

Oh, is she?

Oh, how wretched!

What is it?

Measles.

Why, that's

nothing serious.

No. Why, sometimes

that polka-dot effect

is very becoming.

And Francie's

the healthiest child

in the world.

Yes, but the strongest

are often the hardest hit.

When did you

get the wire?

Just after you came

down to breakfast.

Could I see it,

please?

Yes, certainly.

Oh, your poor mother!

She must be frightened

to death.

Where's the

nearest telephone?

In the main hall.

Why, what are you

going to do?

Telephone Budapest.

While I'm getting

the connection,

may I ask you to look up

the airplane schedule?

Trust me, my dear.

With a child dangerously ill,

the telephone will

be disconnected!

Tibor, please don't

argue with me.

I forbid you

to telephone!

My dear Baron, the day

is passed when a man

forbids his wife anything.

You keep out of this.

I will not.

Oh, please, my nerves.

What business

is it of yours?

I'm so very

fond of children.

Oh, you are!

Hello, operator.

I want long distance

to Budapest.

The name is Czerny.

It's the only Czerny

in the book. It's very

urgent. Please.

What are you

doing that for?

It won't help a bit.

Oh, Tibor, it makes

things easier for me.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Could we go back

until the call

comes through?

I'd like to finish

my breakfast.

Marcel.

Well, I thought

it might distract

the Baroness.

I remember when

my poor father

fell off the yacht.

We were having Crpes Suzette

at the time. Well, it made

all the difference!

I'm taking that call

when it comes through.

No! No, Tibor,

I couldn't trust you.

You know,

if it's bad news,

he'll try to spare me.

Oh, darling, I know

your nerves are just

as strained as mine.

Hello. Yes, Budapest.

Who is this speaking?

It's your mother.

Oh, yes, Mama.

How's Francie?

Well, what did

the doctor say?

Oh, good!

The baby's temperature's

gone down and the spots

have practically disappeared!

What did you say, Mother?

It isn't measles

at all.

No, dear,

it's just a plain case

of alcohol poisoning.

The baby must have had

one highball too many.

She was out all night.

We picked her up

in the gutter.

Oh, how cute of her.

Oh, she loves

it so. Yeah.

You mean

I can speak to her?

Hello, Francie darling!

Oh, it's Francie. Listen.

Hello.

Hello, Dada.

Is that you, Dada?

Yes, yes,

this is your Dada.

Send her a kiss

for me.

Dada, Dada, Dada...

Goodbye now, dear.

I'll see you soon.

Oh, isn't it

wonderful.

It was just a heat rash.

We don't have to

leave at all.

You snake.

I'll show you.

Oh, poor little Daddykins.

Oh, was he so worried?

aren't children terrifying?

Well, when I was a child,

I used to swallow things.

They didn't dare leave

me alone in the room

with an armchair.

Well, now that

the crisis is passed,

shall we go back and

finish our breakfast?

Of course.

Hello, Dada.

I'll talk to you

later, Francie.

Georges,

where's the Baron?

I don't think

the Baron's hungry.

Oh, he'll be

all right. He...

Tibor!

I'm coming, darling.

No plover's eggs, you see.

Now, you promised me

plover's eggs.

Oh, I'm sorry, Marcel.

I ordered them.

Maurice, what happened

to the plover's eggs?

They didn't arrive,

madam.

We tried to

get in touch

with the market,

but the telephone

has been out of order

ever since last night.

Nonsense.

We just telephoned

from the main hall.

The house telephone

works, madam.

We were talking

to Budapest.

There must be

some mistake,

madam.

I wasn't able to

use the telephone

10 minutes ago.

Really, Maurice,

that's impossible.

It's in perfect

working order.

The Baroness was just

talking to Budapest, and

the connection was very good,

wasn't it,

Baroness?

I'm afraid he's right,

Madame Flammarion. I wasn't

really talking to Budapest.

You werert?

But we all heard you.

Of course you talked

to Budapest.

No, I didn't. And I'm

going to tell you something

even more surprising.

Tibor and I haven't

any daughter.

Well, what is all this,

in heavers name?

Are you feeling

quite well, my dear?

Oh, perfectly.

I shouldn't trouble you

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