Nancy Goes to Rio Page #7

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We must do something.

I can't, that's a job for her mother.

But she's afraid to tell her mother.

- Afraid to tell her mother?

- Yeah.

But I'm not afraid to tell her mother.

[SPEAKS IN PORTUGUESE]

Where are you going?

- To have a talk with Nancy's mama.

- Good.

- Her address.

- Give it to me.

Hello?

Hello?

- Hello?

- I beg your par...

- Oh, hello.

- Aha.

- You are the one.

- I am?

I want to talk to you about your daughter.

You should never let her go out alone.

- Frances?

- No, Nancy.

Aren't you Nancy's papa?

Oh, no, no, no. I'm Nancy's grandpapa.

Such a young-looking man.

Please.

Father, I won...

Oh, this is... Uh...

- Are you Nancy's mama?

- Yes.

- I am Marina Lopez Souza Rodrigues.

- How do you do?

I do not do so good. We must talk.

Well, won't you sit down?

Arthur.

- I have just talked to Nancy.

- Oh, is she home?

Oh, yes, yes.

She just went up to her room.

- You not throw her out, huh?

- Throw her out?

You have a wonderful daughter.

She's very brave.

And I was afraid she might try

to have the baby without telling you.

That's ridiculous. Of course

she wouldn't have the baby...

- Have the what?

- The baby.

For a moment, I thought she meant...

My daughter's name is Nancy Barklay.

I'm sure there's been some mistake.

This I know, that's why I'm here.

Who told you Nancy

was going to have a baby?

- Nancy.

- But that's impossible.

No one told her it's impossible,

so she's gonna have the baby.

I know there's been a mistake.

Excuse me, I'll go talk to Nancy.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

- Well, still unpacking?

- Yes, Mother.

- I'll help you.

- All right.

Where were you this afternoon?

Oh, I had to go see a friend of mine.

- You had us very worried.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Nancy, I wanna talk to you.

- All right, Mother. Is there anything wrong?

- Well, that's what I wanted to ask you.

No. Everything's just fine.

Darling...

...we've always been very close,

you and I.

More like sisters

than mother and daughter.

- Yes, Mother, I know.

- And you've always told me everything.

That's the basis for any honest relationship

between two people who love each other.

Yes, Mother. I know, only...

Only what?

Well...

There's some things

you can't tell anyone.

I'd do anything in the world

not to hurt you, Mother...

...but sometimes things happen that,

well, you have no control over them.

Oh, aren't they cute?

- Oh, Nancy.

- I wonder why...?

Mother, is there anything wrong?

Maybe you'd better lie down.

No, no, I'm quite all right.

- Maybe it's just the heat.

- Yes, it's just the heat.

No.

Let me do it.

Nancy...

...we're going to have a nice long talk

about what's bothering you.

I can't talk about it, Mother.

It's too late to do anything about it,

anyway.

Oh, my poor baby.

- This boy you were telling me about...

- He's not a boy, he's a man.

A man? Well, how old is he?

Oh, I guess he's about 40.

- Forty?

- Oh, but he's a young 40.

He's tall, good-looking, charming.

A sophisticated man of the world.

And you say he proposed to you?

Yes, but he wants to wait

until I'm a little bit older.

I think I'm gonna be ill.

NANCY:
Is there anything I can do?

- I think you've done quite enough.

What's the name

of this man of the world?

Berten. Paul Berten.

- He's the head of a big coffee firm.

- Berten.

I want you to lie down and rest

this afternoon. I'll send a tray of food up.

Is there anything special you'd like?

No, thank you, Mother.

[PHONE RINGING]

PAUL:

All right, all right. I'm coming.

Take it easy.

- Hello?

FRANCES:
Mr. Paul Berten?

- Yes?

- This is Nancy's mother.

- Whose mother?

- Nancy's. Nancy Barklay's.

You remember her, don't you?

Oh, that Nancy. How's she feeling?

Fine, no thanks to you.

I'm very fond of Nancy.

He says he's very fond of Nancy.

- Look here, I'd better talk to him...

- No.

Mr. Berten, it's imperative

that I see you tonight.

Well, that's very nice,

but I have a sort of an engagement.

Well, if you'll forgive my saying so,

I think Nancy's welfare's more important.

I'm trying to be as calm

and as civilized about this as I can.

Naturally.

It would help if we could get together

and talk this over.

Well, hell, I...

I don't know very much

about these things.

- But if I can be of any help...

- Well, you certainly could.

Well, I have a table at the Samba Club.

How about meeting me there?

Say, 8:
00?

- The Samba Club?

- Yeah.

Fine, I'll be there.

He sounded

as if he were doing me a favor.

- Don't you want me to go with you?

- I prefer to handle this alone.

- You don't really know him.

- We'll all have years to get acquainted.

- At least he wants to marry her.

- Look here.

If he seems a decent sort,

if he isn't a criminal or insane...

...or something, it's all we can do.

- Look here...

- I'm putting in a call to Arthur.

- What's he got to do with it?

- I can't leave Nancy now.

Not when she needs me.

I'm not going to do the show.

I wish I could get my hands

on this Berten fella.

Careful, Pappy.

You're talking about your future grandson.

George, I've got a problem.

A lady's joining me.

No. She's the mother of a friend of mine.

I've never met her,

but I want you to break it up...

...as soon as possible after she gets here.

I understand.

- You leave everything to me, huh?

- Good boy.

- Good evening, madam. May I help you?

- I was to meet a Mr. Paul Berten here.

- Madam?

- Mr. Berten's table.

Mr. Berten.

- Mr. Berten?

- Yes.

Right this way, please.

- Mr. Berten, your guest is here.

- Oh, yes. Excuse me.

How do you do? I'm...

Why, you... You're Frances Elliott.

- Yes.

- Well...

- Won't you sit down, please?

- Madam.

This is a surprise.

I was expecting Nancy's mother.

In my spare time,

I'm also Nancy's mother.

- You? You're...?

- Yes.

- But I thought her name was Barklay.

- That was her father's name.

This is wonderful.

- May I order something for you?

- If you like.

- Two champagne cocktails, George.

- Two champagne cocktails.

And an occasion like this calls for caviar.

- Some caviar too.

- Some caviar.

I thought you said pea soup

and hamburger steak.

No. Caviar and a bottle of champagne.

You know my favorite brand, George.

Very well, sir.

I can't tell you how anxious

I've been to meet you.

- I'm a great fan of yours, you know.

- Mr. Berten.

- I came here to discuss my daughter.

- If I'd known you were Nancy's mother...

...I'd have paid a lot more attention

to her.

Would you?

Nancy's just a child, you know.

She's only 17.

Seventeen? She told me she was 19.

And I suppose

that made everything all right?

Well, I shouldn't be too hard on her.

It's easy for a girl her age

to get carried away.

Are you implying

this is all Nancy's fault?

We should give her

the benefit of the doubt.

Well, that's very generous of you.

- Tell me, is this your first trip down here?

- Yes.

Good. You've got to let me show you Rio.

It's the most wonderful city

in the entire world.

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