Scent of a Woman Page #7

I forgot.

The Charlie Conscience.

Do we tell ?

Do we not tell ?

Do we follow the

rich boy's code or not ?

Do we let this

blind a**hole...

die... or not ?

Yeah.

Conscience, Charlie.

When were you born, son ?

Around the time

of the Round Table ? Hah.

Haven't you heard ?

Conscience is dead.

No, I haven't heard.

Well, then, take the

f***ing wax outta your ears !

Grow up !

It's f*** your buddy.

Cheat on your wife.

Call your mother

on Mother's Day.

Charlie,

it's all sh*t.

Where you goin' ?

I got piss call.

I know I said I need ya

for just one day,

but even I can't hold it

that long.

Oh, and, Charlie,

you forgot the one

in the chamber.

Hah !

There you go,

sir.

Thank you.

Twenty-six years

in the service,

never let an aide

shine my shoes.

Where you gonna be

in 26 years, Charlie ?

Playing golf with your friends

from the Baird School, I bet.

I don't even like

those guys.

Course you don't.

They're all a**holes.

Be a pleasure to squeal

on 'em, wouldn't it ?

- Yeah, well, I'm not a squealer.

- "I'm not a squealer."

What is this,

the Dreyfus case ?

Ohh ! Ooh, Mama !

There you go.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Watch your step.

I'm gettin' that

heavy feelin' again, Charlie.

There's more to this,

isn't there ?

Isn't there ?

- I was offered a bribe.

- Oh, now we're cookin'.

Mr. Trask,

the headmaster,

he promised to

get me into Harvard.

- If you squeal.

- Yeah.

What a dilemma.

Should Charlie Simms accept a

free ride into Harvard or not ?

What do you think your friend George

would do if he were in your shoes ?

- He is, practically.

- How ?

I mean, it's just that Mr. Trask

hasn't promised to get him into Harvard.

Mr. Trask doesn't have to. George's

father's gonna take care of that.

Do the deal, Charlie.

Take it !

Go to Harvard.

- I can't do that.

- Why not ?

It's just some things

you just can't do.

Explain 'em to me.

- Louder, please.

- I, l, I can't --

You're gonna have a tough time

in this world, Charlie.

To ease the blow,

let me buy you a drink. Come on.

[ Frank ] Double Jack Daniels

on the rocks.

And bring my young friend here

a Shirley Temple.

Hold on.

Do you have beer ?

Certainly.

May I see some I.D. ?

Are you interested in walkin'

the rest of your life, chappy ?

Sir, but --

I'm a regular here.

My boy's going on 23.

Why don't you call up front,

the office ?

Mr. Gilbert,

he's a friend of mine.

Any particular beer ?

Schlitz.

No Schlitz ?

Blatz.

No Blatz ?

Improvise.

- I'll do my best, sir.

- [ Frank ] Thank you, sir.

You're human, Charlie.

Beer ?

Who are we

drinking with ?

I'm getting a nice soap-and-water

feeling from down there.

- Ah... female.

- Female ?

You're callin' her female, must mean you

like her or you wouldn't be so casual.

- Is she alone ?

- Yeah, she's alone.

Things are heatin' up.

Chestnut hair ?

Brown...

Light brown.

Twenty-two ?

Wh-- What am l,

a guy at a carnival ?

The day we stop lookin',

Charlie, is the day we die.

Move.

- Where ?

- You know where, son.

Don't be coy, Charlie.

This woman is made for you.

I can feel it.

Goddamn beautiful,

isn't she ?

- She's not bad.

- Whoo-bingo ! The boy's alive.

Come on, son,

perambulate.

Perambulate.

Excuse me, senorita,

do you mind if we join you ?

I'm feelin'

you're being neglected.

Well, I'm

expecting somebody.

Instantly ?

- No, but any minute now.

- Any minute ?

Some people live a lifetime

in a minute.

- What are you doin' right now ?

- I'm waiting for him.

Would you mind

if we waited with you,

you know, just to keep the

womanizers from bothering you ?

No, I don't mind.

Thank you.

Charlie.

You know, I detect...

a fragrance in the air.

Don't tell me

what it is.

Ogilvie Sisters soap.

Ah, that's amazing.

I'm in the amazing

business !

It is

Ogilvie Sisters soap.

My grandmother gave me

three bars for Christmas.

I'm crazy about

your grandmother.

I think she'd have liked

Charlie too.

- Don't pay any attention to him.

- What's your name ?

Donna.

- Donna ? I'm Frank. This here is --

- This is Charlie.

Yes. She likes you.

Charlie's having a difficult weekend.

He's going through a crisis.

How does he look

like he's holding up ?

He looks fine to me.

Oh ! She does

like you, Charlie.

So, Donna,

ah...

do you tango ?

No. I wanted

to learn once, but --

But ?

But Michael

didn't want to.

Michael, the one

you're waiting for.

Michael thinks

the tango's hysterical.

Well, I think

Michael's hysterical.

Don't pay any attention to him.

Did I already say that ?

What a beautiful laugh.

Thank you, Frank.

Would you like to learn

to tango, Donna ?

Right now ?

I'm offering you my services...

free of charge.

What do you say ?

Ah...

I think I'd be

a little afraid.

Of what ?

Afraid of making

a mistake.

No mistakes in the tango,

not like life.

It's simple. That's what makes

the tango so great.

If you make a mistake,

get all tangled up, just tango on.

[ Frank ]

Why don't you try ?

Will you try it ?

All right.

I'll give it a try.

Hold me down, son.

Your arm.

Charlie,

I'm gonna need some

coordinates here, son.

The floor's

about 20 by 30,

And you're at

the long end.

There's tables on the outside.

The band's on the right.

Oh, Frank, you are

one incredible dancer.

Wait'll you see

Charlie dance.

- He's a liar. I don't dance.

- Isn't he a charmer, though ?

Truth is, not only can he dance,

but he'll sing you a hell of a tune.

He can do bird calls

and imitate Bela Lugosi.

- Hi, honey.

- Hey.

Michael, this is Frank

and this is Charlie.

-Hi, Frank, Charlie. I'm sorry I'm late.

-Oh, that's okay.

These two gentlemen

entertained me,

and time flew.

Your girl is...

a hell of a tango dancer.

You found someone to tango with.

That's terrific !

Let me

shake your hand.

- No, it was Frank.

- Hell, I'll shake both your hands !

Honey, this looks like the place,

but we gotta go.

We got a date with Darryl

and Carol in the village.

Do you have a check ?

- Michael, please. My pleasure.

- No, no. I got this.

Michael, get your hand outta

your pocket. I'll take it. Really.

Allow me.

Why, thank you.

Bye, guys.

Bye.

Darryl and Carol.

Yeah.

[ Manny ] It's Apartment 17 E, Colonel.

She's expecting you.

You don't have to worry about a thing.

She's the creme de la creme.

My buddy took the Vice Chancellor

of Germany to her.

Now he wants to immigrate

to this country.

[ Frank ]

You did good, hombre.

My hair,

how is it ?

It's perfect.

- I got the red foulard okay, didn't I ?

- Yeah, real dark red.

Burgundy, Charlie,

burgundy.

They love it.

Bay Rum.

Windsor knot.

[ Sigh ] That's my heart

I'm feelin'.

I'm off.

Can you get long distance

on this ?

And how.

Be my guest.

- Sugarbush lodge.

- Hi. George Willis, please ?

One moment, please.

- Hello ?

- Ah, Harry ?

Chas, how are you ?

You just caught us. We're about

to shoot George over to the airport.

Why is George

going to the airport ?

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