Monte Carlo Page #3

I have served many, many ladies.

- Where did you work? | - At home.

I mean, uh, the - the ladies | always came to my house.

Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Yes.

- Uh, naturally, there'll be no more of that. | - I realize that.

You are in my employ now | and you will devote yourself entirely to me.

Only to you, Countess.

- And I hope it will not be a job for a day. | - That depends entirely upon you.

Then I'm sure it will be at least, uh - | a week.

Who knows? | Maybe for months.

Maybe for years.

Uh, who knows?

- By the way, what's your name? | - Rudolph.

- Rudolph? | - Yes. Rudolph.

Rudy!

I don't like that name. | I don't ever want to hear it again.

Oh, but don't worry. | It's not your fault.

Let's see. | I shall call you, um... Paul.

Just call me Paul.

Rudolph!

Yes, Countess?

Didn't I tell you your name was Paul? | If you ever answer again to Rudolph, I'll -

Hello? Yes? Who?

Who do you wish to speak to?

Rudolph?

Paul. For you.

Thank you, madame. | Pardon me, please.

Hello, this is...

Paul.

Paul!

No. Paul.

R-U-D-O-L-P-H.

Paul!

Yes! Paul is here too.

What we want to know is, | how are things going?

What? | You are not alone.

He's not alone!

You can't speak? | Oh, I understand.

Yes, well, I'll ask questions | and you just answer.

Yes.

Yes. Yes!

No.

Well, I hope so.

Good-bye. | See you tonight.

My servants | don't receive phone calls here.

- Please remember that. | - Quite right, Countess.

And please don't ever make engagements | without asking me first.

And you will not have | this evening off.

You will stay right here.

Thank you very much, Countess.

You're making yourself | much too prominent.

- Bags. | - Yes. All right. Yes.

Excuse me, madame. | My baggage has just arrived.

Well, don't unpack yet. | I'm not at all sure I'm going to keep you.

So far you've done nothing | but make me nervous.

Now I'd like to see | what else you can do.

Cut my hair.

Haircut a la Marotte.

The countess said "a la Marotte"?

Yes, yes. A la Marotte.

A la Marotte.

Oh! | A la Marotte.

Of course. | How silly of me.

A la Marotte.

And that's what you call a haircut? | Are you insane?

Yes, madame! Oh, Countess, | please forgive me, but I can't do it!

To cut that beautiful, lovely hair | would be nothing but cold-blooded murder.

- You're discharged! | - Oh, please, give me one more chance!

I'll do anything! | Countess, please forgive me!

- I'll do anything you say. I promise... | - I want you to leave this house.

Rudolph!

Rudolph!

Raul.

Ohh.

I don't ever want to see you again.

I want you to leave | just as soon as you've finished.

- Please, Countess. | - Immediately.

- And I'm not going to change my mind. | - Give me one more chance.

Please, please, Countess.

Please, please stop bothering me!

Oh, I'm so nervous I could scream.

- Oh, I have a headache. | - Headache?

Oh, yes. | And it's all your fault.

No, no. No, don't do that. | Don't do that. No.

No, no, no, no! No!

No. No. No.

Ohh. Ohh.

Ohh!

Oh, that feels good.

Ohh!

Oh, that feels even better.

Oh.

You must have electricity | in your hands.

Oh, I never felt like this before.

Gorgeous!

Of course you'll stay.

Thank you, madame.

And whatever I call you -

Paul, Rudolph, or Rudy-

whenever I call you...

Please come.

Countess, even when | you don't call me, I'll come.

# Madame, you inspire me now #

#Just try and fire me now #

#This is something new to me #

# It's hard to understand #

# I don't know what you do to me #

#Whatever it is #

# It's grand #

# Since we met today #

# I feel that I'm in wonderland #

# I can't explain #

#The way I feel #

#Whatever it is #

# It's grand #

# I've never known | a more delightful #

# Headache remedy #

# It's just as good | for broken hearts #

#And housemaid's knee #

# If my head should ache tonight #

# I'll need a helping hand #

# It may be wrong #

# It may be right #

#Whatever it is #

# It's grand ##

Honorable Countess...

If your account with us...

Is not settled by tomorrow night -

Countess Mara, Palace Hotel.

Dear Countess...

We are sorry to inform you-

Rudolph! Have you gone | completely out of your mind?

No! Nothing like that.

I just happened to mention | I was a good driver...

And the next day | the chauffeur was fired.

- And what do you think of this? | - What?

Yesterday I served her breakfast...

And instantly | two lackeys were out of a job.

In other words, I'm driving her car, | dressing her hair...

Waiting on her.

Just wait till she fires her maid.

No, sir! | It's an insult, sir!

Not a chance! | You can't bribe me!

And if you ever ask for the lady's address | again, I shall call the police!

Good-bye. | See you later.

Get out of my way!

Countess, you wanted to see me | about something very important.

Rudolph, I'll have to discharge you.

Sorry.

But I'm not going.

And it won't be so easy | to get rid of me either.

Why, I - I never expected this. I -

I've given up everything for you.

The little business of my own. I -

I've lost all the ladies I used to work for.

My whole life | has been arranged to suit you...

And now, for no good reason at all, | you want to kick me out.

I know. I know. | Everything you say is true, but -

Well, I -

I simply can't afford | to keep you any longer.

Will you please open the door?

- What do you want? | - I want to speak to Countess Mara.

Lots of people want that.

- What's the big idea? | - Please, sir. Won't you listen?

Get out. I don't want to waste time | mucking about with you.

Your Grace. What are you doing? | Please come in, Your Grace.

Your Grace will excuse this? | He is a new man.

He has no idea who Your Grace is.

You'll get to know me.

Rlease, Your Grace.

Yes.

Yes.

Helene.

Do you know who that is? | That's her fianc.

Duke Otto von Liebenheim.

Looks dumb, doesn't he?

Do you know why? | Because he is dumb.

Otto, I left you three times | because I wanted to be fair with you.

But sometimes if one is in trouble enough, | the best intentions go up in smoke.

Especially if one has all kinds of bills...

No money, | and the hotel invites you to get out.

No place to go.

Well, in a moment like that, | one's not very responsible.

One's liable to get | the most terrible idea.

All right. Marry me.

Otto, if I were to promise to do so now, | it would be only for your money.

And you dare tell me that | right to my face?

Yes. I do.

Oh, you are so different!

Where is there another woman | in the world...

Who would marry a man | only for his money and tell him so?

Splendid.

You're beautiful. | I'm rich.

You buy, and I pay. | You tell me everything...

And I'll forgive you.

It will be the happiest marriage | in the world.

You're really very nice.

I wish I could love you.

#You'll love me and like it #

# I'm wealthy but healthy #

- #And I'll be true to you # | - #What a man #

# My income is nearly | a million pounds yearly #

# But we could struggle through | if I cared for you #

# I'll build you castles, dear | beyond compare #

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