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- 1939
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LEON:
All right, fight me, fight me as
much as you want, but fight me
tomorrow morning! There's nothing
sweeter than sharing a secret with a
bitter enemy.
NINOTCHKA:
(uncompromisingly)
As a representative of Moscow...
LEON:
Tonight let's not represent anybody
but ourselves.
NINOTCHKA:
It is out of the question. If you
wish to approach me...
LEON:
You know I want to...
NINOTCHKA:
Then do it through my lawyer!
LEON:
(desperate)
Ninotchka, you can't walk out like
this... I'm crazy about you, and I
thought I'd made an impression on
you. You liked the white of my eye.
Ninotchka looks at him for a second, then pulls herself
together.
NINOTCHKA:
I must go.
She starts for the door.
LEON:
But, Ninotchka, I held you in my
arms. You kissed me!
NINOTCHKA:
I kissed the Polish lancer too...
before he died.
As she goes out, we
FADE OUT:
THE ENTRANCE HALL -- LEON'S APARTMENT
FADE IN:
(Note:
We have to invent some brief scene to indicate thatthree days have gone by. From this we)
DISSOLVE TO:
The butler opens the door. Swana enters, her manner showing
her complete familiarity with the place.
GASTON:
Good morning, Your Highness.
SWANA:
Good morning, Gaston.
GASTON:
Count d'Algout is still asleep.
SWANA:
(as she walks toward
Leon's room)
That's all right.
LEON'S BEDROOM
The curtains are drawn. The night light is still on. Leon, a
dressing gown over his pajamas, is sound asleep in a big arm
chair. As Swana enters, she sees him with some alarm.
SWANA:
Leon! What in heaven's name...!
LEON:
Huh?
SWANA:
Is anything wrong? Are you ill?
LEON:
No.
SWANA:
Don't tell me the bed has lost its
best friend.
LEON:
I just couldn't sleep. I got up and
went back... and then got up again.
These last few days... whew!
SWANA:
Darling, you're taking my business
affairs far too seriously. Much as
I'd love to rob the Bolsheviks of
their filthy money, I won't do it at
the expense of your health.
Particularly as we know we won't get
much.
(tenderly)
You look so pale... pale but
interesting.
There is a knock at the door.
SWANA:
Come in.
Gaston enters with a breakfast tray.
GASTON:
Your breakfast, monsieur.
LEON:
I don't feel like any breakfast.
SWANA:
Nonsense. How can you fight the Reds
and make yourself agreeable to the
Whites if you don't keep up your
strength.
GASTON:
Shall I draw your bath, sir?
LEON:
Make it ice cold.
SWANA:
Not in your condition.
(to Gaston)
Make it tepid, Gaston... tepid and
tender. And lay out his gray suit.
(to Leon)
Afterwards I'll drive you through
the Bois. Slowly... in Waltz time.
GASTON:
A blue shirt, perhaps?
SWANA:
Blue? Let's offset his mood. Find a
striped one, and brighten it with a
great blaze of tie.
GASTON:
Very well, Your Highness.
Gaston disappears into the bath-dressing room. Swana makes
Leon sit down and seats herself beside him.
SWANA:
Now... here we have two very handsome
soft-boiled eggs. Do you suppose
hens mind what happens to their eggs?
Probably not. They have such unfeeling
eyes. We'll put in a great nugget of
butter, plenty of pepper and salt...
Darling, I haven't seen you for three
livelong days... seventy-two hours!
LEON:
(irritably)
Oh, please, Swana! I don't know
whether I'm standing on my head or
my heels. Here you are blaming me
for neglecting you when I'm trying
to concentrate on another woman and
can't get near her.
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