Sabrina Page #9

about you and Sabrina.

Who is Sabrina?

Our chauffeur's daughter,

that's who. How about that?

Linus Larrabee, wizard of finance,

chairman of the board,

getting mixed up

with his chauffeur's daughter.

That's enough, David.

She went after me,

but she switched to Linus.

I guess it's because

he's got more money.

We know about those kind of girls.

Believe me, this one is no different,

just seems to be.

I said that's enough.

Maybe you got smart.

Or maybe you just got lucky,

because you're here

and she's out there.

She would have taken you for plenty.

I was just helping you

make up your mind.

You are in love with her!

What are you waiting for?

There's an elevator outside,

a police escort downstairs

and a tugboat standing by.

Get moving!

If you'll excuse me, it appears

I have a previous engagement.

That's the 20th century for you.

Automobiles. Garages.

Chauffeurs. Chauffeurs' daughters!

Inasmuch as I seem to be the only

member of the Larrabee family

who is not out of his mind,

I will take it upon myself

to call this meeting back to order

as soon as David Larrabee

removes his carcass from this table.

Sit down, Father.

The olives!

Miss Fairchild?

Il y a un monsieur sur le bateau

qui voudrait bien que vous lui

arrangiez son chapeau.

- Voil.

- Merci beaucoup.

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