Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines Page #2

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newspapers, please copy"?

That's already done there

at the bottom of the page.

- Here are some more invitations.

- Good.

You know, between these

invitations and the newspapers,

we should reach every

flying man in the world.

Emilio Ponticelli-

Italy.

Pierre Dubois

- Dieppe, France. France. Right.

Mademoiselle, s'il vous plat.

Monsieur Dubois!

Monsieur Dubois!

Monsieur Dubois!

Monsieur Dubois!

- Mon Dieu!

- Dear me.

Il est mort!

Oh, am I dead,

or am I dreaming?

Ah, merveilleuse.

You are so charming.

- What's your name?

- Brigitte.

Brigitte?

Oh, formidable.

Concussion.

Sir.

Monsieur, perhaps it is important.

It's from England.

Nom de chien!

250,000 francs?

- You?

- We must get down the machine.

- Yeah, What, me?

- Yes, you. Quick!

Read it, please.

"His Imperial Majesty

the Kaiser commands.. .

"that a German officer wins

the- the London-Paris air race.

You will make

arrangements accordingly."

- Rumpelstrosse.

- Herr Colonel?

Order another flying machine.

Jawohl, Herr Colonel,

another flying machine.

But there's no one else

who can fly.

It cannot be difficult,

otherwise Winkler

couldn't have done it.

- Not that he was any good at it.

- Of course, Herr Colonel.

- So, Rumpelstrosse.

- Herr Colonel?

You will fly the new machine.

Jawohl, Herr Colonel.

But how will I learn to fly?

Same way as we learn everything

else in the German army-

from the book of instructions.

Come on!

I don't mind your being interested

in the ladies. That's natural.

But it ain't natural to stand up and

wave to 'em when you fly past them.

I lost my head, George.

Yeah. You lost most

of my investment too.

I told you I could fix it.

Maybe we better just

call it a day, Orvil.

Go back to work

like ordinary people.

George, you just don't

have the flying bug.

You don't fly, so you don't

know what it's like up there.

It ain't the going up

that discourages me.

It's the different ways you

keep finding of coming down.

Boy, when you're up there, you get

a sense of freedom and power that-

well, that you just don't

get from anything else.

No, sirree. I'm never

gonna give up flying.

Hey, Orvil,

look at this.

"London to Paris air race.

First prize- $50,000."

- Whoo-ee!

- "For further details, turn to page six."

Whoa!

Somewhere out there

is page six.

Where is the great Ponticelli?

Ah! There he is!

There he is over there.

Emilio!

Emilio, have you heard the news?

Papa.

Emilio, now you

give up flying, huh?

I promise, cara.

No more flying.

Finito Ohh!

Emilio, are you all right?

Every bone in my body is broken.

Emilio, have you seen this?

- Sophia?

- Eh?

Look.

I shall enter.

I shall win...

for Italia.

- But you promised.

- Is postponed.

Come, we go and

make-a the plans.

I'll buy the best-a flying

machine in the world.

Like-a Caesar,

we go to England!

Bella, Bambini, andiamo!

Bravo!

Bravo! Emilio! Emilio! Italia!

Yamamoto!

10,000.

Just imagine, do you know we've

had 83 entries?

Forty from the continent alone.

Ha! Interest in the race

is worldwide.

I really think it's one of

the best ideas I ever had.

Shh!

Your go, Patricia.

Another entry,

from Phoenix-

- Arizona, milord.

- Arizona.

Arizona?

Oh.

Well, for someone to come all that way,

must be either very rich or very confident.

Well, as he's American,

he's probably both.

I say, there you are!

You didn't invite that

bounder Sir Percy, did you?

No, of course not. Then, what

the devil's he doing here?

I don't know.

- Hello, Miss Rawnsley.

- Hello.

Rawnsley, Mays. Just popped

in for an entrance form.. .

for that little junket

of yours to Gay Paree.

If you are referring to

an official entry form.. .

for my London to Paris air race,

my office will send you one.

Well, considering the fact that I'm

one of England's foremost aeroplanists,

it's rather jolly inefficient

of them not to send me one before.

I say, excuse me, if you'll

hold your mallet like this,

you'll play

that shot much better.

I shall hold my mallet

as I've always held my mallet.

In that case,

you'll miss the shot.

What did I tell you?

Missed the shot.

Well, I expect we'll be seeing

you again soon, Sir Percy.

- Mm-hmm. - Glad you're

going to join the race.

I'm not only going to join it,

dear boy. I'm going to win it.

Do you really think you

have a chance, Sir Percy?

Miss Rawnsley,

I never leave

anything to chance.

Hang on to the tail.

I'm revving up. Hang on.

Hey, Orvil,

look at that.

Wow! So this is

Brookley, huh?

- That's what you gotta beat.

- Yeah.

- Whoo-ee!

- Oh!

Hey, you take over.

I'll be right back.

- You all right?

- Yes, of course.

Oh, dear.

Thank you. No, no, the

other way. This way.

- No, it's the other way.

- Ohh!

- Oh, look what you've done.

- What I've done?

Oh! Haven't you ever

seen legs before?

Well, sure I have,

lots of times,

particularly when you take

girls flying as often as I do,

you get to see

lots of legs.

And bloomers too.

Oh, but none of them

as pretty as yours.

If that's supposed to be a

compliment, I'm not flattered.

Did you say you

took girls flying?

Well, sure I do, all

the time, only back home.

I'm strictly here to race.

- Oh, you're one of the Americans.

- Uh-huh.

Oh, well, that

explains everything.

- My bicycle, please.

- Oh, sure.

Say, uh, do you

work around here?

No. Why?

Well, I thought that,

uh-

Well, I'd like

to see more of you.

You could have

worded that better.

I'm afraid

it's impossible.

I'm not being stuffy, but

we haven't been introduced.

Well, do we have to be?

But of course. English girls

don't care to be picked up.

So, until we are

properly introduced,

good-bye.

Ah, there

you are, Mays.

- Oh, hello, sir.

- I'm glad you're in. I want to have a word with you.

Oh, certainly, sir.

Inside or out?

Out.

Well, I expect you know what

I want to talk to you about.

Oh, yes, sir,

the race, of course.

No, no, not the race-

Patricia.

She's getting rather keen on you.

Oh.

Well, are you intending

to propose to her?

Well, with

your permission, sir.

My dear fellow, you can

take that for granted.

Your father was

at school with me.

There's just one snag, sir.

Oh?

It's finding the time for

married life. What do you mean?

Well, I'm soldiering all day, and

I'm rather busy in the evenings too.

Monday I dine in.

Tuesday's card night at White's.

Wednesday I play snook

with the adjutant.

Thursday, uh, well, we

like to end up at Romano's.

Uh, that only

leaves Friday.

Yes, but what

about the weekends?

Well, that's flying, sir.

It's the only time I've got.

But I could give up

my card night if you like, sir.

Oh, I don't think that's necessary.

We don't want to spoil the girl.

You do love her,

don't you?

- Oh, I do, sir, very much.

- I thought you did.

Well, glad to have had this little

talk. Nice to know you're serious.

So few young people

are these days.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, sir.

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