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Midnight Page #7
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- 1939
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with my unappy marriage.
I... Forget
what I said.
Oh, do tell us, please!
Go on, please!
It seems so disloyal
to poor Tibor.
Well, you can't stop now!
No. If you do,
it'll kill Marcel.
All right.
When I married,
I didn't realize that,
in the Czerny family,
there was a streak of...
Shall we
say eccentricity?
And yet
I had warning.
Why else should
his grandfather have sent me,
as an engagement present,
one roller skate
covered with Thousand
Island dressing?
What?
Of course, of course.
I'd forgotten.
The Czernys, they're all like
that. You know, I met an old
aunt. The Countess Antonia.
I thought
she was an Indian.
Turned out she used paprika
instead of face powder.
But your husband seems quite normal.
Oh, he is, for long stretches,
and then comes one
of his attacks.
This morning was typical.
Waking up and imagining
we had a daughter.
And a daughter
with measles, too.
One mustn't
contradict him,
of course.
Does he get
violent if you do?
Oh, yes. He breaks things
and eats them sometimes.
Well, I used
to do that.
And you have put up
with this for years?
I came to Paris
this time to get away,
but he followed me.
Once before I tried.
I was hiding in Capri.
He made a violent
entrance into the hotel,
disguised as a fisherman,
and tried to have me
shot as a spy.
At least
he has imagination.
But there are moments
when he's so sweet.
One can't help
loving him.
You're wonderful!
Isn't she?
Amazing!
A taxi. What's
a taxi doing here?
Oh, the driver must
have made a mistake.
You don't suppose...
Oh, no, it can't be.
We're all with you.
Let's call a doctor.
Oh, no, no, no.
That would be
the worst thing.
Well, what do you
say to this?
Why, Baron!
Do I look
like a Baron?
Tibor. Now, Tibor.
Come on,
tell them who I am.
He's not a Baron,
he's a taxi driver.
Well, isn't
that interesting.
Nothing keeps one out
in the air so much,
does it?
Except, perhaps,
being a fisherman.
How long have you
been driving a taxi?
Four years,
the Gare de Lyon district.
If one of your limousines
breaks down, you might
call on me sometime.
Tibor!
I imagine this
is the first time
your chateau has entertained
a member of the working class.
Well, times have changed,
haven't they?
Now, what would you
like for breakfast?
Nothing.
I have a few more things
to tell you, then you
can throw us out of here.
Tibor, look at me.
Look straight into
my eyes.
Let me hold
your hand.
It's too late now!
We'll make
whether you like it or not!
Let go of that woman's hands.
You notice I didn't say,
"My wife's,"
because she's
not my wife.
Oh, Tibor.
Well, are you?
No, Tibor.
She's a spy.
A what?
She's an American gold digger
than a week ago.
Right?
Yes, Tibor.
Without a sou
to her name!
No, Tibor.
But there was
something about
her nose,
and the way the raindrops
trickled down it from
that newspaper.
Newspaper?
Yeah, she was wearing
one instead of a hat.
Oh, yeah.
Yes.
She twisted me
around her finger
in two minutes.
She made me think
she felt the same
way about me
until she remembered
she had other fish to fry.
Fish like you. Goldfish!
Oh, please,
Baron Czerny!
I'm not a Baron!
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Please have a little
bite of breakfast now.
Yes.
You'd better.
We're all going to ride
cross-country this afternoon.
What's the matter
with all of you?
Why, nothing at all.
You all act
as though nothing
had happened.
Well, Tibor, what
has happened?
What's happened?
Didrt you hear what I said?
I wasn't fooling!
We're a pair of impostors!
You don't want us
around here!
They're terribly
broad-minded people, Tibor.
What are you
smirking about?
Now, stop it.
Don't talk like that
to your wife.
She's not my wife!
Havert you heard what I said?
Are you all deaf,
or are you crazy?
You're the one
who's crazy, Czerny.
We know all about it.
Oh, so that's it.
Oh, my china.
He'll eat it!
No, no, don't hurt him!
Don't hurt him!
Oh, no!
That's enough,
that's enough.
Oh, Tibor!
Come, my dear.
But, Jacques,
he's her husband.
Not from now on.
I'm taking care of that.
aren't you, darling?
He's cut!
He's bleeding! Look!
No, no, that's just
the gravy from
the kidneys.
How is he?
Fine. Pulse
like a trip-hammer.
Here, I'll do that.
No, no, no,
I'll do it. Here.
Skipper.
You know,
you better
leave the skipper to me.
I'll see he gets back
to Paris all right.
I'll give him
a few thousand francs.
He deserves it.
His performance was
extremely helpful.
Are you and Jacques
planning an autumn wedding?
Nice kind of marriage.
As we turn from the altar,
I start explaining,
I suppose.
My dear, you know it's
amazing how little one has
to explain to a man in love.
And when he stops
being in love?
Well, that's when
the alimony'll begin!
Now, don't be
soft-hearted.
Remember, every time
somebody orders champagne,
Jacques' income bubbles!
Yeah. Listen,
you've always heard
it's hard to be honest.
Let me tell you,
it's a cinch.
What's tough
is to be a good,
competent crook.
Leave me alone
with him.
All right.
I'll be outside
if you need me.
Are you feeling better?
It's all right.
It's me. It's Eve.
Where are we?
In the chateau.
You got hit on the head.
Oh, yeah. You told
them I was crazy.
You'll feel better
on the way home.
Home? It'll take
two men pushing
and two men pulling
to get me
away from here.
Oh, but I'm
going with you.
Going where?
Back to Paris.
Isn't that what
you came here for?
To take me away?
What's the catch?
Oh, now,
you can't back out now.
You told me I could stay
in that apartment of yours.
Well, I'm moving in.
What's come over you?
I tried to be practical,
but it's no use.
I just can't be.
Come on, get up.
How's your head?
It's bursting,
thank you.
Oh, you poor darling.
What are you being
so sweet about?
Well, it's all my fault.
Oh, it didn't
work, huh?
What?
Your... Your little
stunt downstairs.
Come on, Skipper.
Now, are you coming?
No! It's too bad
you didn't land that
fathead Jacques Picot.
He's not a fathead.
Why, because he
found you out?
I can tell when a Baroness
has had a swift kick!
Listen, you big idiot.
Jacques Picot just
proposed to me.
Are you surprised
somebody else wants
to marry me?
You said no,
I suppose.
I said nothing,
but if you keep on,
I'll say yes.
That's fine!
That's where
I step in.
What can you do?
Don't forget,
you're married to me!
I'm not married to you.
Jacques Picot
thinks you are.
You're in a fine mess.
You've got to get a divorce
from a man you aren't
even married to.
All right,
I'll get a divorce!
Just try it!
Watch me.
Well, is it settled?
Except for
a small formality.
Where are you going?
My address is
143 Rue Martel.
You can serve me
with the papers there!
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