Seven Sinners Page #5

- I'm a little late.

- A little late?

I've been waiting for nine years.

Flowers for Bijou.

We're casting a funny shadow. Excuse me.

Look, Junior,

are you by any chance following me?

- No, I ain't.

- Fine. Then it's the lady you're following.

You'd like to meet her? Is that it?

Junior, this is Bijou. Bijou, this is Junior.

Scram.

- Flowers for Bijou.

- Thank you.

Flowers for Bijou.

Same table?

Imagine finding you here.

I'm the type of girl

you're liable to find anywhere.

Flowers for Bijou.

Not me.

Excuse me.

- What's so funny?

- The kid gave you the flowers.

Junior, you sure see things

from a funny angle, don't you?

How does it look from there?

Oh, Dan, I wish you hadn't

done that. I'm scared.

You mean Antro? Don't let those

professional house-haunters scare you.

I've seen Antro haunt before.

He never misses.

Now, look, I'm going to do something

I've never done in my life.

I'm going to leave an island

before I'm chucked off.

Wait a minute.

You're running away to save me.

- I'm always running. What difference why?

- Nothing doing.

- I'm sorry.

- You've got to stay. Them's orders.

I'm not joking, sailor. I've played out

my string here. I'd better move on.

Then, I mean...

I mean, my welfare means that much?

Just what a sailor usually means to a girl.

Well, you can't go.

You know the penalty for desertion.

- Desertion?

- Yes. You promised to sing aboard ship.

And I promised the officers.

And a gentleman always keeps his word.

And a sailor.

And a sailor's girl.

Doesn't make any kind of sense...

but I'll never desert the Navy.

Bijou, what are you doing?

Whatever you say, I wouldn't believe it.

Antro is screaming, there's crowds there.

You're late.

Tonight is Navy night, all aboard.

Bijou, I forbid you

to go on board that ship!

That was the day before yesterday.

Go to the ship. They'll show you a room

where we'll dress. Take the piano player.

You don't take no piano player

and you leave the dressing rooms...

Bijou, Antro is waiting

with a crowd of knives.

Er... with a bunch of people.

I'll take care of Antro. You wouldn't want

Bijou to miss this party, would you?

I forbid it. I am the boss.

Honest to goodness, I'm the boss.

Oh. Something must have

gone wrong. I'm sorry.

See, I bringed you Bijou.

- We've been waiting.

- If I'd only known before.

- But now you'll have to excuse me.

- Sit down.

I would love to but first, I'll have to tell

the Navy that Mr Antro must be entertained.

That's a great idea. Tell them in a letter.

Champagne.

Nikitos!

Sasha is wonderful, ain't he?

- Sasha is very clever.

- Very.

Once I heard he turned a streetcar

into a side street...

You stinking...

Look!

Straight from the barnyard.

Oh.

Oh!

Who's laughing?

I've been in love before

It's true

Been learning to adore just you

Some old romance taught me how to kiss

To smile like that

And sigh like this

I've been in love before

You see

Oh, darling, what a bore

I'd be

A heart that's lived a bit

Can tell when it beats true

I've been in love before

Haven't you?

- Congratulations, Dan.

- Huh?

- Oh.

- Swell show.

And I do like that kind of a band.

- Uh... shall we dance?

- What can we lose?

Beg your pardon. May I cut in?

Your song was swell.

Wonderful.

And so are...

are you.

It's been a good many years

since I've done any dancing.

Getting too old for that sort of thing.

I getting so I get out of breath

playing checkers.

But I do like to see the young folks

have a good time.

Oh.

Excuse me a moment.

- Thank you, sir.

- Excuse me.

I beg your pardon. May I cut in?

Certainly.

Beg your pardon, sir,

the captain would like to see you at once.

All right.

Yes, sir?

I want you to see to it that

that woman leaves the ship at once.

- Orders, sir?

- Orders.

Aye aye, sir.

- Someday, those people will drive me...

- Darling, it's all my fault.

- Your fault?

- Yes. I shouldn't have come up again.

But I wanted to dance with you

and I don't regret it.

- Well, if you don't, I guess...

- I'm awfully glad you're mad.

- Well, in that case...

- No, no, you have to go back to the boat.

- But wait a minute.

- It's your job.

But hurry.

Hurry.

Oh.

- A welcoming committee.

- Sure.

Antro is waiting. Always, Antro is waiting.

Tonight, in Tony's, waiting and drinking.

And thinking, "If I stay here much longer,

I'll be too drunk to welcome Bijou."

Looking for this? It's no good.

It's empty.

Get out.

Imagine Antro too drunk to be nice to Bijou

after the Navy kicks her out.

Bijou entertains the Navy

and they kick her out.

If she would entertain Antro...

Maybe that's the trouble.

I'm too nice to you.

You are too beautiful.

I should choke you.

See that? That's the trouble.

You make Antro sentimental.

Come in.

Uh... it was stuck. It was.

Oh, Tony says you gotta come back

to work right away or you'll be fired.

That's all right, we were leaving anyway.

Did you speak to the lieutenant about me?

- No, not yet. I will tomorrow.

- Oh, good.

- I'm sorry, Mr Antro.

- That's all right.

- You sent for me, sir?

- You're making a fool of yourself.

- I don't know what you mean, sir.

- This Bijou gal.

It's developing into something else.

- I'll admit nothing of the kind, sir.

- Everybody knows. For two weeks...

Everybody's a liar. With all due respect, sir,

you have no right...

- Of course I haven't any right.

- Don't condemn her without knowing her.

- We're shoving off soon.

- Shoving off?

Yes. It'll give you a chance

to think things over.

Well... I've thought things over.

I'll be married before we sail.

Married? It's a disgrace, you're in the Navy!

- It's my own personal, private business.

- Brent, I know all about these things.

- It doesn't work, it never works.

- Is that all, sir?

No. I must ask you to remain on board

until we shove off.

Orders, sir?

I wish you would.

Thank you, sir.

- Miss Bijou, sir.

- Come in, please.

- Would you be seated?

- Thank you.

Nice of you to come so promptly.

- Cigarette?

- Thank you.

We've learned from Lieutenant Brent

that he intends to marry you.

Marry me?

Dan said that?

You were deported from here, let me see,

nearly three years ago.

You've been deported from several islands,

always for the same reasons.

Inciting a riot, questionable character.

This is part of our records.

And he wants to marry you.

- He wants to marry me.

- It's preposterous!

I know Brent's family well.

His father was an admiral.

His grandfather was an admiral

and they're proud of that.

I trust I've made myself clear?

You understand?

Yes. Oh, yes, I do understand.

You're a wonderful governor.

Thank you so much.

I don't know how to thank you.

At exactly 5:
43 and a half,

I have an announcement to make.

The governor just told me

I'm going to be married.

That's wonderful! That's marvellous!

Nothing is too good for you.

Nothing is good enough for you!

Nothing is half good enough for you.

- Hey, you're not going to marry me?

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