
The Boy Friend Page #7
- G
- Year:
- 1971
- 137 min
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A WONDERFUL EVENING,
ISN'T IT, POLLY?
YES, I'M SURE IT IS, TONY.
BUT IT'S JUST THE FIRST...
OF LOTS OF WONDERFUL
EVENINGS, ISN'T IT?
YES! A-AT LEAST,
I EXPECT SO.
BUT WHY:
SHOULDN'T IT BE?
I MEANT WHAT I SAID
THIS MORNING.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
I COULD BE HAPPY
WITH YOU:
IF YOU COULD BE HAPPY
WITH ME:
I'D BE CONTENTED
TO LIVE ANYWHERE
WHAT WOULD I CARE
AS LONG AS YOU:
WERE THERE?
SKIES MAY NOT ALWAYS
BE BLUE:
BUT ONE THING:
IS CLEAR AS:
CAN BE:
I KNOW THAT I COULD
BE HAPPY:
WITH YOU, MY DARLING
IF YOU COULD BE HAPPY
WITH:
OH, NO, TONY.
I REALLY MUST GO.
POLLY?
YES?
WOULD YOU...
WILL YOU KISS ME
GOOD-BYE?
OH, YES.
HAVE YOU DECIDED?
I...LOVE...YOU!
OH...GOOD.
(FOOTSTEPS
APPROACH)
OH, GOSH!
OH, LOOK! IT'S TONY!
I'VE GOT A HOP IT,
QUICKLY!
BUT WHAT'S THE MATTER?
WE MUST STOP HIM!
HEY, YOU THERE! GENDARME!
GENDARME!
GENDARME! GENDARME!
STOP, THIEF! STOP!
CALLING THE POLICE?
OH, SURELY NOT!
ALPHONSE,
TELL ME QUICKLY.
WHO ARE THAT LADY
AND GENTLEMAN?
WHY, IT IS THE RICH MILORD
BROCKHURST AND HIS WIFE.
THEY SEEM TO BE:
CHASING A THIEF.
A THIEF? OH, NO!
IT COULDN'T BE.
AND YET, THEY ARE RICH,
AND HE'S PENNILESS.
HE TOLD ME SO HIMSELF.
OH, DEAR,
HE MUST HAVE KNOWN
ALL ALONG:
THAT I'M NOT A WORKING GIRL
BUT A MILLIONAIRE'S
DAUGHTER.
OH, DEAR.
HE'S JUST LIKE
ALL THE REST!
OH, POLLY, DID HE
STEAL SOMETHING:
FROM YOU?
YES, HE DID.
NOT YOUR GOLD BANGLE!
NO.
NOT MY GOLD BANGLE.
SOMETHING:
MUCH MORE PRECIOUS.
WHAT IS IT,
MA PETITE?
YOU LOOK QUITE PALE.
I THINK I CAN:
EXPLAIN, MADAME.
THAT MAN WAS...
NO HORTENSE.
YOU PROMISED.
WHAT IS IT, POLLY?
IT'S NOTHING, MADAME.
I'M JUST A LITTLE
DISAPPOINTED, THAT'S ALL.
YOU SEE...l SHAN'T BE
GOING TO THE CARNIVAL BALL
AFTER ALL.
WITH YOU:
IF YOU COULD:
BE HAPPY:
WITH ME:
I'D BE CONTENTED
TO LIVE ANYWHERE
WHAT WOULD I CARE
AS LONG AS Y-YOU
WERE THERE?
BUT ONE THING:
IS CLEAR AS CAN BE
I KNOW THAT I COULD BE HAPPY
WITH YOU, MY DARLING
IF YOU COULD BE HAPPY WITH
ME:
HAPPY WE'D BE
(APPLAUSE)
MICHAEL, MICHAEL,
CANTINA CAFE:
AND GET ME THE:
IVY PERKINS TRIO.
IT'S NEARLY TEA TIME, MR. MAX.
THEY MAY BE PLAYING.
WELL, THEN GET ME
THE BEST MUSICIANS IN THE TOWN.
THERE ARE NO GOOD
MUSICIANS IN THIS TOWN.
WELL, THEN GET ME
ANYBODY!
(SPEAKS BAD FRENCH)
AH! HOLLYWOOD!
NO. 'OLLYWOOD.
'OLLYWOOD?
THEY DROP THEIR S
IN FRANCE.
(sesame)
HEY, WHATSA MATTER, POLL?
OH. NOTHING.
I'VE GOT SOMETHING
IN MY EYE, THAT'S ALL.
DON'T WORRY, POLLY.
YOU WEREN'T THAT BAD.
THE DOG, IN LIFE,
MAN'S FIRMEST FRIEND,
IS WOMAN'S CONSOLATION
IN THE END.
UH...UH...
OH, MY DARLING, MY...
WHERE IS HE?
- WHO?
- DETHRILL, OF COURSE.
FOR DRINKS IN:
THE GREEN ROOM!
PERHAPS HE'S
COLORBLIND.
YOU SHOULD BE:
ON THE STAGE.
YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO
BE AN OLD MAN.
MY PUBLIC WOULDN' RECOGNIZE ME
FROM MY PHOTOGRAPH
IN THE FOYER.
NO, I SUPPOSE
THEY WOULDN'T.
IT'S SO YELLOW
WITH AGE,
YOU'D HAVE TO
MAKE UP AS A CHINAMAN!
HA HA. JEALOUSY
WILL GET YOU NOWHERE.
IS THAT MY MELBA SPRAY
YOU'RE USING ON
THAT WRETCHED DOG?
SHE'S NOT A DOG!
HA HA. NAME-DROPPING
AGAIN.
HELP ME ON WITH:
MY SPATS, WOMAN.
SHARP. POINT. SHARP. POINT.
THE SHOW INTO A FILM.
HURRY UP!
TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK,
SHARP, POINT, HIP, BATH,
LUMP...
DID YOU BLANCO THEM?
OF COURSE!
AH. AH. AH. AH.
(BABY CRIES)
PSST!
(BABY CRIES)
WHEN EVERY DAY IS DONE
HERE IN MY HEART
NEVER TO PART:
ALL I DO:
WITH THE DAWN,
YOU'RE EVERY THOUGHT,
YOU'RE EVERY THING
YOU'RE EVERY SONG
I EVER SING:
SUMMER, WINTER, AUTUMN
AND SPRING:
AND WERE THERE MORE
THAN 24
HOURS A DAY:
THEY'D BE SPEN IN SWEET CONTENT
DREAMING AWAY:
MORNING, NOON,
AND NIGHTTIME, TOO
ALL I DO:
IS DREAM OF YOU:
(TONY TAP DANCING)
THIS WAY, GENTLEMEN,
PLEASE.
UH, MR. MAX.
WHAT'S THIS?!
FRED KARNO'S ARMY?
WHERE'S THE IVY PERKINS
TRIO?
BUT YOU DID SAY:
GET ANYONE, MR. MAX.
CANTINA CAFE FDR SOLICITING.
WELL, THEY MUSTN'T BE SEEN.
THEY'LL HAVE TO PLAY
IN A RECUMBENT POSITION.
(GAGS) LET'S PRAY
FOR AN UPSTAGE WIND.
NOTHING MUST DISTRACT DETHRILL
FROM MY PERFORMANCE!
THAT GOES FOR YOU,
TOO, MISS.
YOU JUST SIT STILL
AND GIVE ME MY CUES,
AND I MIGHT TAKE YOU
TO HOLLYWOOD WITH ME.
AH HA HA HA...
(SINGS SCALES)
BONSOIR, MA PETITE.
OH...YOU STARTLED ME!
I THOUGH YOU WERE FRENCH.
OH! DID YOU HONESTLY?
WELL, I'M NOT.
(LAUGHS) I DIDN'T MEAN
TO BE RUDE!
OH, THAT'S ALRIGHT.
IT'S JUST THAT...
WITH FRANCE.
HA HA! I CAN'T IMAGINE
A PRETTY LITTLE THING LIKE YOU
BEING FED UP:
WITH ANYTHING!
WELL, I AM.
AND NOT JUST WITH
FRANCE.
I'M ALSO FED UP
WITH BOYS.
WITH BOYS?!
WELL, WHY NOT...
TRY SOMETHING OLDER?
SOMETHING...OLDER?
WHAT THE HELL:
DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE
A NURSE, NOT A TART!
HA HA HA!
SOMETHING OLDER...
LIKE ME, FOR INSTANCE.
TO RUN A MILE:
RUN A MILE?
YES, RUN A MILE
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
I STILL DO VERY WELL
I MAY BE TOO OLD
TO CLIMB A STILE
CLIMB A STILE?
YES, CLIMB A STILE
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
ALTHOUGH MY HAIR
IS TURNING GRAY:
YES, IT'S RATHER
GRAY:
I STILL BELIEVE I WHEN I SAY
WELL,
WHAT DO OOH:
SAY?
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO HAVE A FLING:
FOR AUTUMN IS JUS AS NICE AS SPRING
AND IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO FALL:
IN LOVE:
BOOP-A DOOP, BOOP-A
DOOP, BOOP-A DOOP
TO WINK AN EYE:
I'LL DO IT UNTIL
THE DAY I DIE:
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO FALL IN LOVE:
BOOP-A DOOP, BOOP-A DOOP,
BOOP-A DOOP
IF THEY SAY I'M
TOO OLD FOR YOU:
THEN I SHALL:
ANSWER, WHY, SIR
ONE NEVER DRINKS
THE WINE THAT'S NEW
THE OLD ONES:
TASTE MUCH NICER
A GENTLEMAN NEVER
FEELS TOO WEAK:
TO PAT A PINK ARM
OR PINCH A CHEEK
TO FALL IN LOVE:
SAYS WHO?
SAYS ME:
SAYS YOU?
SAYS ME!
SAYS BOTH OF US TOGETHER
TO WHISPER WORDS
CONCERNING THE WAYS
OF BEES AND BIRDS
AND IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO FALL IN LOVE:
WHACK-A-DO, WHACK-A-DO,
WHACK-A-DO!
PUSH ME BACK!
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
A FIDDLE THAT'S OLD
IS MORE IN TUNE:
TO FALL IN LOVE:
WHACK-A DOO,
WHACK-A DOO, WHACK-A DOO
THE MODERN ARTISTS
OF TODAY:
MAY PAIN THEIR PICTURES FASTER
BUT WHEN IT COMES
TO SKILL, I SAY
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO BILL AND COO:
AT ANY AGE,
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO FALL IN:
NEVER TOO LATE:
TO FALL IN:
NEVER TOO LATE:
TO FALL IN:
BOTH:
LOVELADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
I PROUDLY PRESENT...
MY LATES CINEMATOGRAPHIC FANTASY
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