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He wishes.

That's done.

I've ordered us Cointreaus.

- You're different from what I expected.

- How?

You're more comfortable to talk to,

Miss Beauchamp.

I'm not Miss Beauchamp.

Renee is in Arizona.

- The cruise manager...

- I know.

They all think I'm Miss Beauchamp.

The purser knows I'm not.

I took her space at the last moment.

It was too late to be on the list.

Do you intend to keep

your identity a secret?

No, I would've corrected

the mistake earlier...

...only it would've been awkward.

I don't know why I'm telling you.

- A stranger.

- I'm awfully sorry.

My name is Durrance.

Jeremiah Duveaux Durrance.

Silly name, isn't it?

My father named me after a professor.

I was J.D. In college.

My wife calls me J. Duveaux.

I'm Jerry to my friends.

Won't you tell me who you are?

My name is Vale, V-A-L-E.

If it appears on the list, it will be:

"C. Vale, Boston."

- Are you one of the Vales?

- One of the lesser ones.

Which? I don't even know

if it's Miss or Mrs.

It's Aunt.

Every family has one, you know.

But Aunt what?

My name is Charlotte Vale.

Miss Charlotte Vale.

Please, let's go.

I hope I didn't offend you.

I was going to ask for a favor

this afternoon.

I must shop for my daughters.

Well, I need a woman's help.

Of course.

A spinster aunt is ideal to

select presents for young girls.

I think you did darn well.

Jewelry is just right for Beatrice.

At 16 they get the urge for glamour.

And a sweater for Tina.

- How old is Tina?

- Here, I'll show you.

My harem.

- Who is knitting?

- Isobel, my wife.

The picture isn't very good of her.

If she'd only smiled.

That's Beatrice next to her.

That must be Tina

sitting cross-legged on the grass.

We hope she won't have

to wear glasses all her life.

Tina won't smile either.

She thinks she's an ugly duckling.

Does Tina know she wasn't wanted?

- There's an odd remark.

- I don't know why I made it.

Odd because it is close to true.

Before she was born her mother said...

Never mind that.

Here is a slight offering.

For being my guide today.

It's a mixture of flowers

called Jolies Fleurs.

Thank you very much.

- I'll put it on my handkerchief.

- Good.

Let's meet for a cocktail

before dinner.

"Silver slippers

and silver evening bag...

...will be found in accessory closet."

Suppose she thought I'd wear

oxfords...

...and carry a shopping bag.

- I'm late, I know.

- I hoped you hadn't changed your mind.

What will you have?

- I'll leave that to you.

- Bourbon old-fashioneds?

Will you have a cigarette?

Thank you.

You made a striking impression

in the doorway.

- Probably too much lipstick.

- Not that I'd notice.

I did notice your wrap at once.

I recognize fritillaries

when I see them.

- Fritillaries?

- The butterfly design on your coat.

Butterflies are a hobby of mine.

Will you mind leaning forward?

Stark lines over your shoulders

must be antennae.

- What's that?

- What's what?

Something on your coat.

It's pinned on. Somebody

must have played a joke.

Unpin it, please.

This should pigeonhole me for you.

What does it mean?

I can't make it out.

That this cape belongs to Renee.

- She lent it to me.

- Oh, I see.

Your wings are borrowed.

They suit you just the same.

They don't suit me at all.

They're perfectly ridiculous.

You're right, someone's

playing a joke.

- It's funnier than you know.

- You're going?

- Well, J.D.

- Mac! And Deb too, as I'm alive.

My old friends Deb McIntire and Frank.

My new friend Miss Beauchamp.

How do you do?

How do you do?

I'm so happy to know you.

Is it the Beauchamp

who does the invitations?

No, another one.

This is Camille Beauchamp.

Why don't we go up to the club?

We can have dinner and dance.

I don't dance.

I don't either,

according to my daughters.

- How are they?

- Fine.

- I thought you were in Buenos Aires.

- We stayed in Nassau.

- Business.

- I'm glad we joined the cruise.

- We'll see you later.

- Thanks.

Wait a minute.

Why did you run off like that?

I'm tired. I'll eat in my cabin.

- You'll want your friends.

- It's more.

Why did you introduce me

like that?

It wasn't up to me to let the cat out.

Did I do wrong?

It doesn't make my situation

any easier.

Then why didn't you stop me?

Why did you call me Camille?

It's the only French name

I could think of.

- Besides Fifi.

- That's meant to be funny?

My wife calls my lighter moments

"trying to be funny."

I don't blame you for feeling the same.

I intended a compliment.

In that dress, you're like a camellia.

Likely.

You haven't a very high opinion

of yourself, have you?

Perhaps this will help you know why.

You showed me your album,

I'll show you mine.

A picture of my family.

Family is right.

- Your grandmother?

- My mother.

A very strong character.

- These?

- My brothers and wives.

Who's the fat lady with

the heavy brows and all the hair?

A spinster aunt.

Where are you?

Taking the picture?

I'm the fat lady with the heavy brows

and all the hair.

I'm poor Aunt Charlotte. I've been ill.

I've been in a sanitarium

for three months.

And I'm not well yet, and I...

Forgive me.

Feeling better?

Much.

Thanks to you.

Many, many thanks to you.

Thanks for what?

For sharing my carriage...

...for sightseeing...

...for lunch and shopping...

...for helping me feel

there were a few moments...

...when I almost felt alive.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, who?

Thank you, Jerry.

I must go in now.

Good night, Camille.

Meet me for breakfast?

- Yes.

- Sleep well.

Good night.

- I give up.

- You're no help.

- That gives you 10 more.

- You won't make this.

I haven't heard Jerry

laugh like that in years.

You're good for him.

I'm exhausted.

Charlotte...

...what has Jerry said

about his life at home?

That he's married

and showed me a snapshot.

- He seemed proud.

- He would.

Right out of the age of chivalry,

that boy.

- Charlotte?

- No, thank you.

There's not much joy in life for him.

When I see what Isobel does to Jerry,

it makes me boil.

- Does he have to stand it?

- The weak have great strength...

...when clinging to something decent.

He's been cursed by a passion

not to hurt her.

There must be something.

He married her.

Propinquity and propriety.

Isobel was a high-minded girl...

...believing a kiss required a proposal.

She's been at him since.

He struggled at his architecture

to get together enough money.

He had to give it up.

Only thing he ever loved.

She reminded him he was married,

with financial responsibilities.

Almost immediately she had a child.

She considered herself a great martyr.

That's her grasp on him.

Her martyrdom and her jealousy.

She has no reason to be jealous.

Jerry doesn't have flings.

She's jealous of Tina,

who she didn't want.

Before Tina, she saw a doctor...

...hoping her health

wouldn't permit a child.

You can hear her

sanctimonious tone...

...saying what a

self-sacrificing mother she is.

- What are you so thick about?

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