Week-End in Havana Page #6

He used to come ashore here...

and make love to the wife

of the governor-general.

This was their rendezvous.

- Maybe you're right. It- It is a

little early for dinner. - Ah. Here.

Now, come sit by me, huh?

[ Door Closes ]

I think we'd better go.

Who is going?

We have only just arrived.

I know, but I'm tired of this place.

I'm that way.

I like to go places.

You know, make the rounds.

Oh, but I like here.

The champagne is so good.

- We are lonely. We're just two together.

- [ Champagne Cork Pops ]

Yeah, but we're liable

to be four any minute.

Oh, come sit down.

We make rounds some other times, huh?

- It's warm in here, isn't it?

- Mmm.

- We put the couch in the balcony.

- Oh, no, no, no.

- It's too much work.

- Oh, no, no. There are rolls underneath. Look.

- [ Wheels Squeaking ]

- And you see? Somebody else do the same thing.

- Come on. Help me.

- Oh, we'd only clutter up the place.

After all, they were there first.

I wonder who they are.

I will take one look like a Peeking Thomas.

No, no. You mustn't.

How would you like someone peeking at you?

If I did not know,

I would not care.

- Well, let's just sit down in here.

- All right. All right.

Now, if I'm going to handle

your affairs...

there are a few things

I'll have to know.

Oh. You will find out

little by little.

No. We'll have to get this down

in black and white.

Now, what kind of a contract

did you have with Monte?

It was a verbal contract,

but I tear it up.

Well, how much commission

did you pay him?

Commission?

He just took everything.

Oh. That's not right.

Ten percent is customary.

Tell me. Do you have

to wear those glasses?

No. They're only reading glasses.

Then you'll not need them.

Take them off. I do not like it.

Now... kiss me.

Seorita Rivas,

it's been proven time and again.

In- In business deals of this sort...

things work out better

if- if client and agent remain aloof.

Maybe you do not like

to manage me, huh?

- Maybe I go back to Monte.

- No. I- I'm crazy to manage-

Then show it!

Hmm. I know I go back to Monte.

- Now do you think I can manage you?

- Mmm! I give you 20%. Mmm!

Mmm.

[ Chuckles ]

Somebody threw a cigarette on our balcony.

Ah.

Rosita, don't go out there.

I knew it! I knew it!

The minute I turn my back,

you go behind it with the blonde, huh?

Rosita, please. No matter what this

appears like to you, it is the opposite.

You stole! You lied! You gambled!

And I'm stood for it.

But not now. You are through.

- I have a new manager!

- No, Rosita. Please. What I have been doing I have done for you.

You make me laugh. Ha-ha.

For me, huh?

For me you are chase

with that little blonde " floogie"?

- Hey. You can't call me a floozy.

- Oh, can't I?

- Floogie, floogie.

- No, no. Please, Rosita. Listen to me.

I have spent your money.

I have lost at gambling. I have lied to you.

- But never have I been untrue to you.

- Yeah, yeah. I believe it.

I have only gone with Seorita Spencer

because I lost your money.

I was trying to earn some to give back to you.

Seor Williams paid me to take her out.

- What?

- What?

Wait a minute.

Come on, you.

Come on.

Is it true what this liar say?

- Well-

- Oh, so you had to arrange even this, you-

you heel!

Ah! And ah!

Miss Spencer.

Miss Spencer.

You were in such a hurry, I thought

you might have overlooked your check...

so I took the liberty of calling it

to your attention.

Okay, okay.

How much is it?

Two bottles champagne, 9.90.

Two suppers, $10.

- We didn't have any supper.

- Call it cover charge.

- Oh!

- [ Groans ]

Stay out of this, will ya?

Thank you.

What's the big idea?

You forgot your change, seor.

Miss Spencer.

Miss Spencer, listen.

- If you'll only listen.

- Will you quit following me? I'm through with you.

- I don't blame you, but if-

- Oh!

[ Vehicle Approaching ]

[ Crash ]

Well, I saw it coming at us,

and I did the first thing that popped into my mind.

- Oh.

- For a moment I thought you lost your temper.

I should think for a person

as efficient as you...

you'd put your brakes on

when you park your car.

- I thought I did.

- Well, you didn't. Help me up.

Oh. Take your hands off me.

Hmm.

Oh, I should have let it hit you.

I've ruined my stockings.

I'll buy you a new pair. In fact,

I'll buy you a dozen pairs for saving my life.

Size nine, coral sand. And you can send me

a pair of crutches along with them.

It looks like I'm gonna walk back to town

with you whether you like it or not.

Oh, I wouldn't feel comfortable

without you trailing me.

I'm sorry about that mix-up

at Arbolado's.

It's the first time a man

ever had to be paid to kiss me.

Well, you weren't having any fun

with me...

and you seemed to be enjoying yourself

with Blanca.

Well, at least he could dance,

and he didn't show me any sugarcane.

Well, all I can say is, again, I'm sorry.

- Oh.

- What's the matter? Blisters already?

No, no. Gravel. These open-toed shoes

weren't made for hiking.

Thanks.

- All I was trying to do was see that you had a-

- Oh!

Thank you.

I wonder how many miles

it is to town.

Seventeen and 2/1 Oths miles.

Oh. Oh, I give up.

I've gotta sit down.

Oh. Seventeen miles.

My feet'll be worn down

to the knees.

I'd carry you before I'd see

those beautiful legs wrecked.

I guess I really ruined

your vacation for you.

You certainly did.

I should have put you up at a hotel,

given you an expense account...

let you go on your own.

- I was trying too hard.

- I'll say you were.

I've never seen anyone work so hard

to have a good time.

What happened to you anyway?

Were you frightened as a child?

Did your parents beat you?

You don't seem to know

how to enjoy yourself.

Maybe I don't. All my life

I've been so busy trying to get ahead...

I never had time

to worry about having fun.

Well, when you have to worry

about having fun, you're hopeless.

I shouldn't be completely hopeless.

I'm young yet,

and I'm willing to learn.

[ Chuckles ] You know,

there's a possibility you're human after all.

- Can I help you?

- No. No, thanks.

No sense in me

putting this back on again.

I'm here till we're rescued. Oh.

Well, you might as well

be comfortable.

- Oh, no. You don't have to do that.

- It doesn't matter.

- There you are.

- [ Sighs ]

- That better?

- Mm-hmm.

- [ Snap ]

- [ Groans ]

What have you got in your pocket?

Asupply of waivers?

I don't know. Let's see.

Oh. Oh, I broke your glasses.

- Well, what's so funny about it?

- Oh, I'm sorry, but I can't help being glad.

You might have slipped into them any minute

and ruined everything.

Why does everybody

hate these glasses?

Because when you get behind 'em,

you're a cold fish.

The rest of the time

you're sort of nice.

Well, it looks like I'll have to choose

between being nice...

and being able to read

my correspondence.

Don't you think your chances of getting any mail

out here are a little thin?

Well, now that you mention it,

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