The Merry Widow Page #2

Do you think

it will last all night?

Now, please don't bother me.

Too enough

to have a widow in Paris

to worry about without having

a Queen in bed nagging me.

Widow. Widow. That's all I hear.

A king worrying about a widow.

Not a widow. The widow.

The richest widow in the world.

In Europe.

Well, anyhow, she owns more than

half of Marshovia.

Do you realize that she is

in every cow

in the country for 52 percent?

But you belong to me,

don't you, darling?

Read this telegraph from

our ambassador in Paris.

Widow sensation in Paris.

Fortune hunters are arriving

daily. Marriage in the air.

Unless Marshovia acts quickly,

fear national fortune goes into

foreign hands.

I know what to do

but am too old to do it.

Darling, how late do you think

you'll be denied?

Now,

let me pump this into your head.

You and I are living on her taxes.

If she doesn't come back,

if she withdraws her money from

the country,

the National Bank will close.

The country goes bankrupt.

There will be a revolution.

Then we'll be trampled from

our throne.

Ugly. Something must be done.

Something will be done.

And tonight. This is a secret.

The cabinet figures that we have

to meet foreign competition.

Therefore,

we're sending a special envoy.

A real man who is not too old.

And knows what to do.

Of course.

The man must be charming,

irresistible.

So she falls in love with him.

And he brings her back to

Marshovia.

Who are you going to send?

Well, we're considering

Count Gabrilovetch.

Gabrilovetch?

Now tell me.

If you weren't married,

if you weren't my wife,

could you fall for Gabrilovetch?

If I weren't married,

if I have to do over again and

have the choice

between you and Gabrilovetch,

frankly, I'll take you.

That shows you

how I think of Gabrilovetch.

He's out.

Who else have you got?

Well, there's Gabrilovetch,

Jerjosh and Mentroloski.

I'll still take you.

Oh, you'll have to

do better than that.

That's what I say,

but the Prime Minister,

he depends too much on

his wife's judgment.

But I say no politics at a time

like this. Let the best man win.

That's what the meeting is for.

I'm expecting a real fight.

Darling, do you think

it will take you all night?

And I could have married

the sultan's daughter.

Good night, dear.

Please, I beg of you.

Control yourself.

And you, too.

I never shriek, your Majesty.

Walls have ears.

You think your servants

hide anything?

Oh. My good name.

Your Majesty,

may I make a suggestion?

What is it?

Let's fool them.

Let's make a rich conversation.

Let's pretend to be social.

Right.

I'll take my hat off you,

your majesty.

We're having a good time.

Fine. Fine.

That's enough.

Let's not make a big win.

That'll settle

the servant problem

Now, let's keep this scandal

between you and you and me.

This must be kept out of history.

Not a soul must know.

Nobody. I swear, not a soul.

We were planning not even to tell

your majesty, isn't that right?

That's the spirit.

Now listen, you.

Be careful.

A firing squad is

too good for you.

Tonight,

you'll be taken to the mountains.

First, your ears will be cut off.

I'll attend to you later.

Yes, master.

No. No, Dolores. That's not right

You know well enough that

I have to go down in history

as Augment the Great.

And how do you cooperate?

Falling in love with the Captain

of the Guard. Oh.

That's hitting below the crown.

You're wrong, Augment.

You're wrong.

I didn't fall in love.

I was defending myself

and splendidly,

but you came back too early.

You didn't give me a chance.

If you have return an hour later,

you'd have found him where

he belongs, outside the door.

How does he compare with

Gabrilovetch?

No comparison, but Gabrilovetch,

Zinchovitch together

and what have you?

Gabrilovetch and Zinchovitch,

but Danilo, no, no comparison.

Dolores.

Yes, Augment.

With my brains and your contacts,

Marshovia can't miss.

Afraid of me?

Ever live in Paris?

Oh, I spent all my holidays there,

your majesty.

Oh. So you know Paris.

Do you want some other lass,

your majesty?

No. No. I'm a married man.

Are you married?

No, your majesty.

You don't know

what you're missing.

Don't I? No, you don't.

Your majesty,

may I make a suggestion?

Please.

Let's drop the matter.

Fine. Now listen, my good fellow

You will leave tomorrow for Paris

Oh, thank you, your majesty.

On a secret mission that's right

up your boulevard.

Please, your majesty.

How is your French?

Terrific. (French)

Not bad. What does it mean?

Oh, I was just saying something

about her majesty the Queen.

Was it nice?

Lovely, isn't she.

Marvelous.

You will leave immediately.

Yes, your majesty.

As soon as you arrive in Paris,

you will report to

the Marshovia embassy.

Our ambassador, Baron Bafbaf

will tell you the next move.

Your majesty, whatever my mission

will be, Marshovia, right or wrong,

I'll never forget your face

when you walk into that room.

Did I frighten you?

Oh.

Goodbye, my majesty.

Goodbye, my boy.

What's new?

I overheard two girls

on the streetcar.

They were talking about you.

What did they say?

They were telling stories

about you.

Were they funny?

Well, they must have been.

You see, I don't understand French

but the conductor did,

so he stop the car

and throw them out.

That's Paris.

City of girls on

their own private.

I'm going to Maxim's.

But aren't you going to report

to the embassy, sir.

Tomorrow morning.

I'm going to Maxim's.

But, sir.

I'm going to Maxim's,

where all the girls are queens.

Each kiss goes on the wine list

and mine is quite a fine list.

Lolo, Dodo, Juju, Cloclo,

Mango, Crucru.

We promise to be faithful

until the night is through.

A melody of laughter,

loud and many times,

that is laugh with many times.

My dear, my friend, my lover

and you soon will enrapture

the eye of each cavalier.

Yes, ma'am.

I'll be ready in a moment.

Thank you, madam.

Around a lei of roses,

wine and dances, manly glances,

sideway glances.

Once again, I will...

Gentlemen?

Yes, madam.

What are your plans for

the evening?

We'll go to Cait d'Pate to dine,

then to the opera.

We should get there at nine.

Then a late supper

at the Grand Hotel.

When it's midnight

and all is well,

then we'll dance,

if you're willing.

How mad, how wild, how thrilling.

I'm going to Maxim's,

where all the girls are queens,

Each kiss goes on the wine list

and mine is quite a fine list.

Close the window.

Oh, why don't you...

I'll stay on at Maxim's

until the morning beams,

when I am feeling so good be sure

I'm out for no good.

Lolo, Dodo, Juju, Cloclo, Mango,

Crucru.

Wake your young man, please do.

Come on.

Don't spare the horses

and drive me to Maxim's.

Where is he going?

What did he say?

I think he said Maxim's.

He's going there it seems.

I heard that's where a man

can see ladies dance the can-can.

Lolo, Dodo, Juju,

or any name will do.

True love is on a thousand

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