Viva Las Vegas Page #3

...because she's sick of the hotel

and all the people in it?

Is it so unusual for a girl

to want a little peace and quiet?

You answer it and if it's anybody,

I won't speak to him.

- Yeah?

- For Miss Rusty Martin.

- A tree?

- Yeah, a tree.

- You want that I put it inside?

- No, you better not.

It's pretty outdoorsy.

Thanks.

- Come here.

- I'm not interested.

It's not that anybody

you didn't want to see.

It's something he sent you.

A little posy.

It should be obvious

I'm completely indifferent...

...to anything he might give...

It's a tree. Daddy, it's a tree!

It sure is.

Oh, I've wronged him.

- I've wronged him terribly.

- Sure you have.

The things I said, what I did.

I'm so sorry.

All I could do is say so.

From the bottom of my heart.

You know, Mr. Tree...

...we may have a big celebration

come Christmas.

You and I can both get lit up.

Lucky! Lucky!

Oh, I'm sorry. It's not you.

Rusty!

- Oh, hi.

- Hi, Rusty.

If you're free, why don't we have

a quiet dinner in my suite?

No, I couldn't. Not after the tree.

Tree?

- What are you doing?

- Hi, Lucky, baby.

You're supposed to be working.

I'm not a waiter anymore,

and neither are you.

The Italian champ couldn't stand us

being waiters...

...so he paid off our debt

to this joint. We're free.

You must be out of your mind.

We don't want to...

Help yourself, ladies.

Lucky, I've got to talk to you.

Stop helping.

Mind your own business.

What are you talking about?

I know. Even if you win,

it won't be enough for a motor.

With a cash prize,

I could win enough for it.

You can take your darn tree back!

Tree again? What's this tree?

- I need a tree like a...

- Hold on!

You can't do that!

Look, Rusty, I could use the money

I'm going to win.

Win? What makes you so sure

you're going to win?

- I'm in the contest too.

- Go ahead. Try to win. I don't care.

- That's exactly what I'm going to do.

- That's fine.

- I hope you lose!

- Thanks!

See what you started?

- Didn't you ask me to dinner?

- Yes, of course.

All right!

- Franois!

- Yes, matre.

You'll serve Count Mancini

in his suite, as you know.

And discreetly.

Discreetly.

When you have finished serving,

vanish.

Because at this moment, musicians

take their places behind the screen...

...and romantic Italian melodies

provide an atmosphere of...

You see, the count is dining

deux with the beautiful...

...manager of our pool.

Hey, Frankie. Frankie.

Can you be bought?

You look lovely tonight.

Thank you.

They're beautiful.

Just beautiful.

I've never had a whole spray before.

Thank you.

I've always seen your hair

in bright sunlight.

I thought it was the loveliest thing

I'd seen.

But by candlelight it's softer.

Even more beautiful.

- Yes, now back to our conversation.

- Conversation?

That we had today.

About the racing and drivers?

Yes, our conversation,

Let's talk about you first.

- Good evening, folks.

- Oh, no.

Thought you'd like

something to gnaw.

Potato chips and champagne

don't go together.

Count, they're my favorite.

These candles smell funny.

You don't need them.

It's bright outside.

Yes, now,

what we were talking about.

- Why do you drive in the Grand Prix?

- I want to win.

- It's my first U.S. Race.

- I don't understand...

Don't try to explain to her

because she won't understand.

You won't understand,

will you, baby?

- Don't call me baby.

- Okay, baby.

Should I open the count, pop?

Pop, count?

- If you know how.

- There's a first for everything.

You had champagne?

Certainly, hundreds of times.

When my friend Pauline got married...

...and when I was 18

my father and I split a split.

You were asking why I race?

It is because racing cars

have always been my hobby.

I'm a wealthy man and have nothing

to spend my money on that matters.

Oh, that's sad.

But if I met a girl I could love,

I'd gladly give up my hobby.

Keep my cars as toys.

Let Lucky drive them.

He's a very fine driver.

But a miserable waiter.

Soup.

You'd give up racing?

For the girl I love? Oh, yes.

We haven't finished.

It was cold when it spilled

on my hand. It's bad.

Somebody I know wouldn't give up

racing. For a girl or for anything.

- I like how you think.

- Thank you.

It sounds very attractive

and so reasonable.

This catfish don't look too healthy.

It's furry around the edges.

Bring us another order then.

If you're gonna get her primed,

I better open this.

- How dare you!

- I gotta open it.

I feel it in my heart, Rusty.

There's a time in life

when a man must put away his toys...

...and get on to

the serious business of living.

Definitely.

I agree with you thoroughly.

It's a pleasure

to hear a man's opinion...

...and not have to listen

to a stubborn boy who won't grow up...

That's too much.

Where's my regular waiter?

You don't want me?

No. Anybody but you.

Okay. Take it easy with the pop

because I want you in top shape...

...when you lose that talent contest.

Leave it alone.

Just get out.

Okay, I'm going. I'm going.

Bye.

Oh, no. Get out.

Just get out. Leave it.

- Get out.

- Come on. He wants to be alone.

I'm sorry. I didn't expect our dinner

to turn into a farce.

That's all right.

- Music for you.

- It's beautiful.

Just beautiful.

Now I feel at home again.

I can almost believe

we are in my villa...

...outside of Naples.

It lies up in the hills.

The air is so soft.

- It warms a man's blood.

- It's air-conditioned here.

Flowers tumble over the wall.

Everything's in bloom.

You mustn't judge all America

by Las Vegas...

...because Las Vegas

is in the desert...

...and it's the summertime now.

And it's very hot.

I hate to break this up, but

we'll be late for the contest, baby.

- Don't call me...

- Baby.

Do you understand

what I tried to say?

What you tried to say

sounds attractive.

Thank you. Good luck in the contest.

I think I need it.

I was just... Yeah.

Wonderful.

You know our chef, Karl,

and his lovely wife...

...who will be appearing in the kitchen

to pay for the broken dishes.

Here's a real treat,

fellow employees.

A lady who comes to us

direct from a sensational run...

...around our swimming pool.

Our very clever pool manager...

...let's make her welcome.

Lovely Rusty Martin.

Let's bring Rusty out.

We're really way up there!

Looks like you're the winner so far.

And now, fellow employees...

...here is America's foremost waiter,

but he may be tomorrow's matre d'.

Let's welcome from amongst you...

...Lucky Jackson.

That was wonderful, wasn't it?

Let's see what the meter says.

It's right up there!

Looks like we got ourselves a tie.

Rusty, come on out, honey.

And Lucky. Lucky Jackson.

You kids were wonderful.

You were dynamite.

Let's decide who the winner is

Las Vegas-style.

I'll flip a silver dollar.

Ladies first.

Would you pick a toss, Rusty?

- Heads.

- Heads. Okay, here we go.

Tails.

He didn't toss it high enough.

Looks like the winner

is Lucky Jackson!

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