The Kissing Bandit Page #2

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or lessons but...

Well, there will be new things.

Things like... Like romance.

And that's something

you don't even know about.

As a matter of fact, it's something

I don't even know about yet.

They say romance is sweet

My dreams have told me so

Though love and I have yet to meet

Tomorrow I should know

Tomorrow means romance for me

For my lover will appear

There's a meaning to romance for me

When I see my cavalier

He may be a dream that sings to me

Or a shepherd in disguise

Or an angel morning brings to me

With the devil in his eyes

Oh, I know that sweet tomorrow

Will be different from today

For the love I meet tomorrow

Will take my heart away

Though no gypsy told me foolish things

Still my walk becomes a dance

And my heart with all

Its music sings

For tomorrow means romance

Oh, Teresa, that was beautiful.

It is good idea, Chico,

putting him up there out of the way.

Oh, sure.

I never thought he would give in

so easy:

Well, it's what he thinks

a bandit chief should look like...

...a man on a white horse

way up in the clouds...

...where he's nice and safe.

I told him when the coach stops

to come down the back way...

...that will take a long time.

By then, the holdup is finished

so he can kiss the women who are around.

It's a nice, good plan.

You told him he's got to kiss?

Oh, I made him swear.

Hey, Chico, look, look.

He's waving his arms.

- Chico, Chico, the coach.

- The coach.

All right, amigos, business.

It's wonderful.

Our first holdup in a long time.

How he carries on, what enthusiasm.

Hurry.

Stay where you are.

What?

Get on top.

Stay where you are.

- What is this?

- A holdup by the Kissing Bandit.

The Kissing Bandit?

Since when is he riding again?

Since now. Get the trunks off.

You wouldn't dare. I'm Colonel Gomez

of the governor's own guard.

No, colonel, I wouldn't.

You're very surrounded.

Yeah, I guess I am, all right.

I'm escorting the governor's daughter

back home to the governor.

We have no money.

Maybe you forgot something.

Get him off the horse.

No, please.

The governor won't like this at all.

- That's too bad.

The governor won't like this at all.

Who are you, you ugly man?

I have the honor to be one of the men

of the Kissing Bandit.

- The Kissing Bandit?

- The Kissing Bandit?

Uh-huh. That's him up there.

But don't be afraid.

We don't harm the women.

Oh, I'm not afraid of you.

Oh, and I'm not afraid of you neither.

But this one, this one scares me a little.

The beast.

Teresa, stay away from that window.

Oh, Aunt Isabella, look.

Isn't he wonderful?

That's the way a man ought to look.

Teresa, I must speak to you.

You've doubtless heard what he does.

The Kissing Bandit, to women, I mean.

Why, he kisses them.

Yes, well, it mustn't happen to you.

Your father would never live down

the disgrace.

And so you're to stay right here

and I will get out.

- But what good will that do?

- Why, he'll kiss me instead.

It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make

for the honor of our family.

Come on. Get out. Over there, please.

Gonzales, our moment has come.

No, Ricardo, please go back.

That's not the right way.

Hello.

I'm terribly sorry about all this.

Don't be afraid.

Stop this coach immediately.

Everything's all right now.

I'm awfully sorry.

We almost had a terrible accident.

You were wonderful.

Thank you very much for saving my life.

I'll be right down.

Oh, no, please, senor.

I'd rather you wouldn't.

I'd rather extend my thanks

from where I am to where you are.

Do you know who I am?

Yes, you're a bandit.

Not just a bandit.

The Kissing Bandit.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing, I...

Have you been having a nice trip?

It's wonderful weather for a trip.

Certainly, I'm not having a nice trip.

Do you think I enjoy meeting

a man like you?

I'm having a terrible trip.

Oh, yes,

I suppose I did interrupt your journey.

I'm awfully sorry.

Why are you making fun of me this way?

How can you be so horrible?

I'm not making fun of you.

Oh, you're not?

Standing here making conversation

about the weather...

...when all the time

you know what you're going to do.

What I'm going to do?

I know you're going to kiss me.

If you think I'm going to be as...

As undignified as to struggle with you,

you're wrong.

No, I... I'm not going to kiss you.

- You're not?

- I couldn't.

Look, there come my men.

Are you all right, little one?

- Yes, I'm fine.

- When you kissed her, did she faint?

- No.

Well, maybe next time.

Come on. We got to get away from here.

But we can't just leave her here.

Pedro, get the senorita's party together

and send them on their way.

Come on. Get on your horse.

Gonzales, honestly,

sometimes I think you're not dependable.

Hurry, Ricardo, hurry.

Yes, Chico, I'm coming.

Well, chief, remember what I told you

about beautiful women?

I think I'm gonna like being a bandit.

You're gonna be great.

Come on, little one.

Jose, something terrible has happened.

Our coach was held up

by the Kissing Bandit.

The Kissing Bandit? Is he back?

- Teresa...

- She's safe.

But, Jose,

there are things I must tell you first.

Gentlemen, leave us. Now...

I said leave us.

Now, Isabella, tell me.

Jose, ever since the holdup,

there's been an expression on Teresa's face.

A sort of secret expression.

Never mind the expression on her face.

Tell me what happened.

I don't know what happened.

I wasn't there.

- You weren't there? They...

- They were alone.

Now, if you add that

to the expression on her face...

Father.

Come inside, darling.

Come inside with Papa.

No, not you.

If there ever was a time

when a niece needed her aunt.

Now, look, when you were a little girl...

...you brought all your little troubles to me,

remember?

Now that you are a big girl...

...I want you to feel that you can bring

all your big troubles to me.

- Yes, Father.

- Yes.

Well, now,

when I was a little boy in Spain...

...they used to tell a story

about flowers and birds...

...and bees.

All that sort of thing in...

But out here in California...

...they have such big flowers...

...and such giant eagles that I...

Father, is it the Kissing Bandit?

Is that what you wanna talk to me about?

Wait a minute, darling.

Let's not rush into this too fast.

Sit down, please.

Tell it to Papa, in your own way,

right from the beginning.

Well, when I first saw him on horseback,

he looked magnificent.

And then I saw him close-up

without his mask...

...and he looked very nice too.

You know, there's something wonderful

about a man being a bandit.

Teresa, darling, you don't understand.

What I want to know is,

when he kissed you, he...

When he kissed me?

He's the Kissing Bandit.

He kisses every girl he sees.

I ask you, would it be reasonable

for him not to kiss you?

No. No, it wouldn't, would it?

Of course not.

Now, tell Papa what happened.

Well, we talked.

What did you talk about, darling?

Conversation, that's all.

- That's all?

- Mm-hm.

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