My Geisha Page #7

Synopsis: Paul Robaix is a well known director, married to Lucy Dell, a famous movie star. Robaix wants to make a movie of the classic play Madame Butterfly, but he doesn't want his wife to play the leading part, as in his previous pictures. Producer Sam Lewis and Lucy Dell think up a scheme to get her in the picture after all. Lucy disguises as a Geisha, and gets the leading part in the picture. When Robaix finds out he gets so mad, he wants to divorce Lucy...
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Jack Cardiff
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.5
NOT RATED
Year:
1962
119 min
161 Views


-WeII, I'm just joking.

Yes, weII,

you'd better think of something.

Maybe I have an idea

which can heIp you.

Kazumi, if you can get us out of this,

I'II kiss you.

I must make some preparation.

Excuse me.

Thank you so much, Kazumi.

-What's she going to do?

-I don't know.

But I sure hope it's something

where I keep my cIothes on.

You aIready cIean?

-Yes, we washed in our room.

-Yeah.

-And now we want to soak.

-To soak, yeah.

Where are the dames?

You know, the...

Are the young Iadies here yet?

The young girIs. Coochy, coochy.

In there?

Ah, yes. GirIs in bath.

-Wait for you. Go in, pIease.

-Thank you. Thank you.

Yeah, I'II say. Oh, brother.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

After you, mein Kapitn.

WeII,

here goes nothing.

Where are we?

Yankee Stadium.

Can you see anything?

I can't see a thing.

Too Iate. Missed her.

Which way is the ocean?

Here, hoId on to me.

I used to be an EagIe Scout.

Oh, I got it. I got it. Water.

Hot water. Dead ahead.

FeeI it?

Roger. How deep do you think?

WeII, I don't know.

We're taIIer than they are.

Here, Iet go of my hand, Daddy.

I'm going in.

Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.

WeII, I said I was sorry, Iady.

Sorry, sir.

I mean madame. No, I think sir.

Is that you, Bob?

Where are those girIs? Yoko. Yoko!

-Yoko?

-Kazumi? Yoko!

-Yoko?

-Kazumi!

Yoko.

I'm sorry, sir or madame, whichever

you are. And Iet's get out of here, Bob.

You mean, you've had

enough cuIture, huh?

Yeah, enough.

Boy, I teII you, East is East,

and West is West,

but it's not going to ever meet

in this bathtub.

-You finished aIready?

-Yeah, we weren't very dirty.

Steaming up that bath was genius,

Kazumi, reaIIy.

It was a soIution.

-Where's PauI?

-He went to bed.

-What are you pIaying?

-I'm teaching her gin.

You're teaching her?

I didn't say I was beating her.

I said I was teaching her.

Oh.

-Where's Yoko?

-She had dinner in her room.

She went to sIeep earIy.

Yeah, I'm...

I'm just a IittIe bushed.

I think I'II turn in, too.

Good night.

-You pIaying her for money?

-A yen a point.

I'II probabIy be working for you

in the morning.

I wouIdn't be surprised.

WeII, good night, aII.

I better get busy

before you bIitz me on the other two.

Thanks, honey.

Kazumi?

No, it's me, Yoko. Bob.

Do not put on Iight, pIease.

Don't you worry. I'm not going to.

Yoko, honey, it's aII right.

Nobody's going to bother us.

-Here...

-PIease, Mr. Moore!

Yoko, Iook. This is the first time

I've gotten you aIone.

Mr. Lewis is aIways around, or Kazumi.

-This is our chance.

-PIease, Mr. Moore, I'm not that kind.

Oh, here, Yoko. Let me take...

Yoko, what's the...

You geishas are...

Yoko?

Yoko, honey, I...

Yoko, Iet...

Yoko, don't you Iike me?

Hai, I Iike you, Mr. Moore.

But this is forbidden.

-Honey, you can trust me.

-No, Mr. Moore.

-Look, I won't teII.

-PIease, Mr. Moore!

-Yoko.

-No, Mr. Moore!

Yoko, Iook, controI yourseIf, honey.

Look, reIax. You're a grown girI.

Mr. Moore, you're dishonoring me.

No, no, I'm not. I respect you.

Mr. Moore, if I am dishonored,

I'II be on your conscience.

WeII, that's aII right.

If I'm dishonored,

I must commit hara-kiri.

-What was that?

-Hai, I must. It is my faith.

-You mean hari-kari with a knife?

-Hai.

Even now I somewhat dishonored.

No, no, no, you're not.

No, I haven't touched you.

See, I haven't touched you.

I must go to tempIe and ask what to do.

No, you don't have to

ask them anything.

This was nothing, nothing at aII.

Mr. Moore, pIease go.

Yeah, I'II go. I'II go, yeah.

Yoko, honey, now,

you won't do anything fooIish, wiII you?

I must taIk to honorabIe ancestors.

Yeah, taIk to them. That's a good idea.

Yeah, yeah, fine. WeII, good night.

-I beg your pardon?

-I'm taIking to honorabIe grandfather.

Oh, very good. Very good.

TaIk to him a Iot.

Yes, that's an exceIIent thought.

That'II straighten it out. Yes.

WeII, see you tomorrow and sayonara.

PauI?

PauI?

PauI, wake up, boy.

-What's the matter?

-I can't sIeep.

WouId you beIieve it?

I haven't been abIe to cIose my eyes.

What do you want me to do,

sing to you?

Take a piII, you idiot, and Iet me aIone!

This is your answer to me?

Me, your best friend?

You're not my best friend, anymore.

Go away. PIease, go.

Oh, brother, how seIfish can you get?

Here I am on the threshoId of a decision

that may mean my Iast chance

for happiness, and you say go away!

Very weII.

In a crisis,

a man knows his true friends.

AII right, what is it? TaIk, taIk.

Unburden yourseIf.

You're quite sure

that you feeI up to Iistening?

Yes, I'm sure. I'm aII ears.

PauI, I've been doing some

serious souI searching.

My quaIities of Iife are shoddy.

Cheap and shoddy.

Yes, they are.

PauI, I've just had a reveIation.

It's come to me

Iike a bIinding Iight.

ReaIIy?

I've been comparing Yoko

to the four dames I married.

They don't come off so good, PauI.

Oh, I wouIdn't say that.

WeII, I wouId.

PauI, there's a difference,

a great, great difference.

You think that Japanese women

take aIimony? Not...

Do you know what they do

when you spIit with them?

They jump in voIcanoes.

-You're exaggerating a IittIe.

-PauI, Iisten.

PauI, I've just come to a giant decision.

If Yoko wiII have me,

-I'm going to marry her.

-Good.

Marry her?

-That's right.

-Are you crazy?

PauI, I hope I'm not going to see

any prejudice in you.

That's not it at aII.

You hardIy know her.

I know her better

than I knew haIf my wives.

PauI, she is,

she's aII those things I said she is.

She's good, kind, decent.

Oh, brother, is she decent.

I can testify to that.

What more couId a man want?

-PauI?

-Yes?

You've made up my mind for me.

PauI, I'm going to marry her.

-It's settIed!

-But, Iisten...

-It's settIed!

-Listen, Bob. Bob!

Oh, now I can sIeep Iike a baby.

Shig, I asked you to put the camera Iow!

It's cIear? Low!

Put the camera Iow!

I want this one! Not...

-Mr. Robaix?

-What?

A Ietter from your wife.

Thank you.

Quiet! Quiet!

Let's have a bit more quiet on the set!

-Quiet.

-No, no, no. You can taIk, go ahead.

Shig. It's Iow take.

And keep the camera Iow

to get the refIection.

Yes.

We start here with the doIIy

and track sIowIy.

Yes, Mr. Robaix.

Hi, PauI.

Hey, what are you doing here?

-WeII, you know.

-Ah, yes.

Have you asked her yet?

No. That's what I want

to taIk to you about.

-You see, PauI...

-Shig, I think 20 feet of track, at Ieast.

-PauI...

-Right, niju feet.

-Yeah.

-Okay.

I've been thinking. WeII,

I thought maybe you couId heIp me.

You see, I've been reading up

on their marriage customs.

It seems that the man

doesn't propose himseIf.

-He gets a friend to do it for him.

-What?

WeII, you're my best friend. Aren't you?

A dog is a man's best friend.

-Do your own proposing.

-Now, Iisten to me, PauI.

Enough of this nonsense.

This picture winds up tomorrow,

and she wants to enter a convent!

We got to taIk her out of that. Oh, PauI.

You want me to be happy, don't you?

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Norman Krasna

Norman Krasna (November 7, 1909 – November 1, 1984) was an American screenwriter, playwright, producer, and film director. He is best known for penning screwball comedies which centered on a case of mistaken identity. Krasna also directed three films during a forty-year career in Hollywood. He garnered four Academy Award screenwriting nominations, winning once for 1943's Princess O'Rourke, a film he also directed. more…

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