All language subtitles for Desire.1936.1080p.BluRay.REMUX.AVC.FLAC.2.0-EPSiLON

Now listen, Mr. Gibson,

you're not gonna stop me and
no one else is gonna stop me.

I'm goin' on this vacation
whether you like it or not

and if you wanna throw me out,
why don't you?

Yes, you know I'm right.

Now don't bring up any arguments
like that.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, you brought
me here from Detroit

but you didn't do it
for my sake.

You did it because
you wanted a good engineer

and I have done a swell job.

Now let me tell you, Mr. Gibson,
I'm not going back to Detroit

before I have my vacation
and if you don't like it,

you can take my job and you know
what you can do with it?

- Right.
- Mr. Gibson wants to see you.

Tell him I'll be right in.

Yes, Mr. Bradley.

- Well, Mr. Gibson?
- Well, Mr. Bradley.

It's alright,
you can have your vacation.

I... I can have my...

We... well, thank you,
Mr. Gibson.

You don't have to thank me.
You've done a swell job.

And let me tell you,
you're a very fine engineer.

Everyone in Detroit
recognizes that.

Well... well, they don't...
They don't know much in Detroit.

Enough to like your ideas about
the new carburetor very much.

They want you back home
by the 15th at the latest.

- The 15th?
- Yeah.

Well, that...

that gives me two weeks.

That's right.
Where are you going?

- Huh, Spain.
- Spain, huh?

Hmm, I've always wanted to go
there ever since I was a kid.

I've read every book
about Spain.

Imagine me,
Tom Bradley from Detroit,

born in Peoria,
being in Madrid tomorrow,

seeing a bullfight sittin'
next to a beautiful senorita.

When everybody else
is watching the bull,

she'll be watching me.
I'll see to that.

Here are the signs
for Mr. Bradley's car, sir.

- Oh, thank you.
- What car?

Oh, I forget to tell you.

To show you how much
we appreciate your services,

we're lending you a car
for your trip.

Well, that's great.

But we thought
we might as well utilize you

for a little publicity.
Now you won't mind

using one of these signs
on the car, will you?

No, no.

Let's see which one is the best.

"I'm delighted
to drive a Bronson 8."

"I'm glad to drive a Bronson 8."

It's difficult to decide.

Yeah, must be tough,
Mr. Gibson, very tough.

I'm delighted
to drive a Bronson 8.

I'm glad to drive a Bronson 8.

I'm delighted. I'm glad.

Let me hear you read
them once, will you?

"I'm delighted
to drive a Bronson 8."

"I'm glad to drive a Bronson 8."

Try it the other way once,
please.

"I'm glad to drive a Bronson 8."

"I'm delighted
to drive a Bronson 8."

We'll take delighted.
It's class.

That's the trouble.
It's too snooty.

People who make under $100
a week are never delighted.

They're tickled to death
and they buy our cars.

You're right. We'll take glad.

That's no good either.
Glad is a weak word.

For instance, um, I'm walking
down the boulevard

and just looking around,

out for a good time
and instead, who do I meet?

You. What do I say to you?

Glad to see you, Mr. Gibson.

I tell you,
glad is the wrong word.

Well, uh, take another example.

Uh, if I'm going
around with a girl

and I don't like her anymore,
I'm glad to get rid of her.

But after I get rid off her,
oh, boy!

Hey, where do you think
you're going?

- Spain!
- Get back.

Tell Charles to come back.

I don't want any commotion.

Very good, madam. Charles!

- Bonjour, madame.
- Bonjour, monsieur.

What can I do for madame?

I would like to see some pearls.

- Necklace, madame?
- Please.

Now if madame can give me
some idea of the price?

If monsieur could give me
some idea of the pearls.

Oh, well, we have
a considerable variety.

Anything from 10,000 francs
up to a million.

And a few pieces,
extraordinary, rare pieces,

even up to two million.

If it's really rare,
it can be three million.

I, uh, I think Monsieur Duvalle

would like to attend
to you himself.

Madame, will you be good
enough to step this way?

If you please, madame.

I've never seen her before.

You wanted to see
some pearls, madame?

- Please.
- Henri.

Please bring
the Gourdet necklace

the Don Dedeieront, the Caillot.

- Cigarette?
- Thank you, I don't smoke.

Nor do I. A barbarian custom.

One fills one's lungs and other
people's eyes with smoke.

I believe
we haven't had the pleasure

of serving you before, Madame...

- Pauquet.
- Madame Pauquet.

Not Madame Jules Pauquet,
by any chance?

That would be charming.

No, monsieur.
Not Madame Jules Pauquet.

Oh, excuse me, madame.

How much?

It took four and a half years
to collect, madame.

Time and effort
were of no consideration.

How much?

I have made up my mind
to accept two million,

two hundred thousand francs.

Two million, two hundred
thousand francs.

Four and a half years
of work, madame.

Every pearl is matched
and flawless.

Believe me, madame,
even at that price...

I'm not in the habit
of bargaining

when I see something I want
and I want this necklace.

I would like to wear it tonight.

The address is 145,
Rue des Elysees.

145, Rue des Elysees,
Madame Pauquet.

Madame Maurice Pauquet.

Maurice Pauquet!

Dr. Pauquet,
the nerve specialist?

Yes, he's my husband.
Do you know him?

No, but who has not
heard of him in Paris?

Unfortunately, I have never had

the pleasure of meeting him.

Maybe you would
like to meet him.

But, madame, of course.

Alright, would you bring
the pearls

to my husband's office
at 6 o'clock?

And my husband
will give you the check.

Thank you, madame, it will be
an honor to meet the doctor.

And one never knows
when one will go crazy.

Goodbye, madame,
and a thousand thanks.

Goodbye, monsieur.

- Dr. Pauquet?
- Yes, madame.

Would you, please, be seated?

Your name, please?

Madame Duvalle.

Madame Aristide Duvalle.

Aristide Duvalle,
the famous jeweler?

Yes, I'm his wife.
Do you know him?

I've never had that pleasure,
but of course,

I've heard of him.
Who hasn't in Paris?

That's what makes it
so much worse.

Doctor, I...

Oh, it's too terrible
to speak of.

No.

Come, come, come now.

Do you want me to have you
for a patient?

You're right.
I must be calm for his sake.

You see, all of a sudden,
for the past few weeks,

my husband has been
suffering from...

Well, I suppose you would
call it hallucinations.

Can you tell me the symptoms?

Oh, they are different.
He has an obsession about money.

Who hasn't nowadays?

But better times
will cure these things.

I doubt if you have
much to worry about

if it's just a question
of money.

Oh, but it isn't.

Doctor...

Oh, it's too embarrassing.

You are talking
to your doctor, madame.

When we were married,

he was such a strong,
virile man.

And now...

Oh, doctor.

Sometimes he imagines
he's a schoolgirl

running away from school.

Oh.

And do you know
he has given up pajamas

and taken to wearing nightgowns?

- I don't like that.
- I don't like it either.

- Oh, it's all so hopeless.
- No, not at all, madame.

Modern psychiatry has a way
of dealing with these problems.

Believe me,
a few careful treatments

and we'll have him out
of his nightgowns

and back into pajamas
in no time.

- He belongs in them.
- Unquestionably.

Now shall we make
an appointment for him?

That's not so easy to do.

He has grown
So suspicious of people.

The commonest of symptoms.

I'm sure if I managed
to bring him here

and he found others around...

Is there any chance
he could see you alone?

After office hours, I
occasionally make an exception.

Shall we say tonight,
maybe at 6:00?

Very well, let's say
tonight then at 6:00.

I don't know how to thank you.

- By not worrying too much.
- I'll try not to.

Goodbye, doctor,
and thank you again.

Goodbye, madame.

Oh, doctor.

There's one other thing.

I don't know
how important it is,

but I think I should
mention it before you see him.

Just imagine
this very shrewd, honest man

for whom everyone
in the business world

has the highest respect,

again and again presents
bills to people

who don't owe him anything.

- Dementia praesenilis.
- Oh, it's frightening.

He does it everywhere
and to people

he never even met before.

I wouldn't be a bit surprised
if he comes in here

and presents you with a bill.

Don't worry about that, madame.
I'll take care of the bill.

- Just leave it to me.
- I shall, doctor.

Come in.

I'm sorry my husband is late.

I'm sure he'll be here
any minute.

No hurry, I have some work
to keep me busy.

Good evening, Monsieur Duvalle.

- Good evening, madame.
- You're very prompt.

I was afraid I might be late.
My dressmaker detained me.

Come in.

- Cigarette, Monsieur Duvalle?
- I don't smoke.

Oh, yes, I forgot.
We have that in common.

And more.
We both love pearls, don't we?

Yes, madame.

You have the necklace with you?

Of course.

You know, Monsieur Duvalle,

my conscience
is beginning to bother me.

Should I really induce my
husband to spend so much money?

Are the pearls really worth it?

But, madame.

Look at them again.

Here by the light.

What symmetry. What art.

These are not pearls,

they are the tears
of mermaids, madame.

How beautifully you speak.

I believe you could sell me
anything, monsieur.

And if you should
change your mind,

let us say
within the next two years,

I will only be too glad
to take them back.

You don't know me,
Monsieur Duvalle.

If I take these pearls,

you will never see them again.

You can depend on that.

I am certain of you, madame.

And now shall we see my husband?

Please.

- May we come in?
- Why, of course.

May I introduce
Monsieur Duvalle, Dr. Pauquet.

How do you do, Monsieur Duvalle?

An honor, doctor,
to make your acquaintance.

Well, the doctor will take care
of everything, won't you?

- I will do my best.
- Thank you.

I think I'd better leave you two
gentlemen alone for a while.

- Perhaps it would be better.
- I'm sure it would be.

- Charming woman.
- Charming.

Would you, please, be seated,
Monsieur Duvalle?

Thank you.

Aristide Duvalle, right?

Just make it out
to Duvalle and Company.

Mm-hmm.

Well, Monsieur Duvalle,

you can have
absolute confidence in me.

Well, Dr. Pauquet, of course.

If I could not trust you,

I could not do business
with anyone.

That's very flattering.

No, no, it's justified.
I'm sure.

Thank you.

Now could we get down
to business?

Gladly. Just as you say.

This bill is made out to me.

- Naturally.
- Of course.

"Two million, two hundred
thousand francs."

Uh, tell me, Monsieur Duvalle,

exactly how did you
arrive at this figure?

Dr. Pauquet,
I can show you my books.

It cost me two million.
Is 10% too much profit?

Oh, no, no, no, no,
of course not. Very fair.

- Thank you.
- Very fair.

How do you sleep?

How do I sleep?

Oh, fine, fine.

- And you?
- Oh, fine, fine, thank you.

Which side do you sleep on,
your left?

- No.
- Your right?

- No, I...
- On your back?

Doctor, I can't see
what difference...

I'm sorry, Monsieur Duvalle,
but you must answer

all my questions clearly

before we can proceed
any further.

Now tell me, which side
do you sleep on?

Your left, your right
or on your back?

- I sleep on my stomach.
- Oh.

Why don't you like pajamas?

Pajamas? Pajamas?

- What about pajamas?
- Well, what about them?

Doctor, if you would just
give me my check and let me go.

Now, Monsieur Duvalle,
Aristide Duvalle,

look at me.

Now tell me, why do you want

two million,
two hundred thousand francs?

For the pearls
I have given to your wife.

Listen to me, I don't owe you

two million,
two hundred thousand francs.

You didn't give any pearls
to my wife.

I don't have a wife!

You owe me two million,
two hundred thousand francs!

I have given the pearls
to your wife

and I think you are crazy!

That's bad.

Definitely bad.

Now, Monsieur Duvalle,
don't worry.

Everything's going
to be quite alright.

Now tell me...

where do you buy
your nightgowns?

Nightgowns? Nightgowns?

I never bought a nightgown
in my life.

I am a bachelor.

And that beautiful,
charming lady

who just left this room,
who is she?

She is your wife.

Oh, no, she is your wife.

- She is your wife!
- She is your wife!

- She is your wife!
- Come now, man.

Pull yourself together.
I tell you, she is your wife.

She is your wife!

? I'm driving I'm driving
I'm driving I'm driving ?

? I'm driving a Bronson 8

? A Bronson 8 I am driving ?

? I am driving a Bronson 8 ?

? Ay ay ay ay ?

? A car for the masses J&\0

Will you help me stop that horn?

Where's the owner of this car?
I'm gonna punch him in the nose!

- Where is he?
- Here.

I must ask you to stop
that horn at once!

Stop that noise!
You have to wait your turn!

It's her car!
I have nothing to do with it!

I beg your pardon, monsieur.

I don't know
if you've noticed it,

but I'm having a little
trouble with my car.

I tried to blow my horn,
but I'm afraid

I must have pushed it too hard
and now it's stuck.

It's really a situation
where a woman is helpless.

You look like an experienced
motorist if I may say so.

Would it be too much to ask you
to give me a helping hand?

Thank you for your assistance.

Well, that licks me.

First, you throw mud in my face

and now you want me
to kiss your hand.

Continental.

Thank you, monsieur.

Oh, please, don't mention it.
It was a pleasure.

Now look, uh, this car
may get you into trouble.

That horn may get
stuck again any minute.

I was just thinking
it might be a good idea

if I followed you.

I... I mean,
to take care of the horn.

Oh, no, please.

You're going to Spain,
I'm going to Spain.

I'm on a vacation
and it doesn't make

any difference
where I go, right?

But look, let's agree on one
thing. Let's not go so fast.

Let's take our time
and see the mountains

and the little villages
and enjoy it.

People will wait for you.

I would.

I want to apologize for all
the trouble I've caused you

and to thank you for all
the help you've given me.

But I must insist
that you do not follow me.

And if you would do me
a special favor,

please leave me alone right now.

I'm sorry.

Get your luggage
ready for inspection.

Step inside
the customs building.

- 1...
- Don't thank me.

Or I'll start your horn again.

Your bag, please.

Alright, next one, please.

- Anything to declare?
- Nothing.

Alright.

- Anything to declare?
- Not a thing.

Socks.

One hundred pesetas fine.

There's something wrong
with my car.

I wonder if you can help me.

Well, I'll have a look at it.

Well, how did this happen?

I must have bumped
over a big rock.

I don't see how it could
have happened that way.

Maybe when you were
fixing the horn,

you accidentally
broke something.

I beg your pardon.

I'm a motor engineer.
I build motors, not wreck them.

Well, there's nothing I can do
without any spare parts.

What are you gonna do?

Just leave it here
and send for it tomorrow.

Hmm.

Would you give me a lift?

Aren't you a bit cold
driving without a coat?

I should say not.

Beautiful, isn't it?

? I'm driving a Bronson 8

? A Bronson 8 I am driving J'&

- Comfortable?
- Yes.

- Happy?
- Mm-hmm.

? Ay ay ay ay ?

? I'm glad
you had your accident ?

Do you think our luggage
is safe back there?

Who cares?
Nothing's safe in this car.

- But...
- Don't you worry.

I put yours in the bottom.

If you hear anything fall,

it's my suitcase.

You have nothing to worry about.

Oh, that's fine.

You know, I really am lucky.

If I hadn't found you,
I'd still be standing

in the middle of the road
instead of being

on my way to San Sebastian.

- Is that where we're going?
- We?

Sure. I'll drive you there.

- I am lucky.
- You're lucky, huh?

You mean I am,
having you with me.

Thank you.

It's just what I'd always hoped

and dreamed for my vacation.

Hm, what a vacation.

Do you know what
I wish would happen?

You'd lose your suitcase,

I'd lose my suitcase,

we'd lose the car
and both be stranded here

for ten days
without a soul around us.

I can't help it.
That's what I wish.

Look over there, that's Spain.

The birds are singing
and the sun's shining

and the castanets are clicking...

And you are probably
taking a cold.

- Does that really worry you?
- It does.

- Why?
- Do I have to answer?

No.

You know, you're really
a nice girl.

- A sweet girl.
- Just selfish.

If you get a cold,
I may get one, too,

being so close to you.

You know, it's getting colder
as it gets later

and I might have to move
a little closer if I get chilly.

I may even put my hands
in your pocket.

Well, um, I'm certainly
not freezing,

but I guess
I'd better keep my coat on.

I, um, I'm getting gooseflesh.

I wish you would hurry.

I'll be through in a second.

- Don't you like it?
- Of course.

But do you think it goes
with those trousers?

Oh, sure, I had it specially
made for these pants.

Oh.

- Shall we go now?
- Yeah, just a second.

I got a sign back here
I promised to keep clean.

It's all covered with mud.

Lucky sign.

It's your mud.

Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute!

- Hey, where did you get this?
- Huh?

Will you take me there?

Take me there?

Oh, si. Si, senor.

Si, gracias.

Give me those, please.

Countess de Beaupre, please.

- Whom shall I announce, sir?
- Prince Margoli.

Oh, very well, Your Highness.

Countess de Beaupre, please.

The countess is expecting you.
Uh, room 212, Your Highness.

Thank you.

Yeah, keep the change.

- How do you do, countess?
- Your Highness.

The years change me, but you
remain as enchanting as ever.

Thank you for your words
and your flowers.

It's difficult
to tell them apart.

Yellow roses. You remembered.

It would have been
far more difficult to forget.

Will you, please, get
a vase for these?

Very well, countess.

Madeleine,
where are those pearls?

I only wish I knew.

Don't lie to me. Where are they?

I told you over the telephone.

You know I don't believe
in fairy tales.

- I do.
- Evidently.

Where are those pearls?

Of course, you must be tired.

The journey must have been
very strenuous.

Are you staying long in
San Sebastian, Your Highness?

No, no, I'm afraid I can't.

I don't think this climate
is good for my health.

- The old complaint?
- Yes, yes.

It has me
constantly on the move.

I think I need a change
of altitude myself.

Yes, I was going
to suggest that too.

- Why did you wreck the car?
- I couldn't help it.

They were right on my heels.
I had to mislead them.

It's fantastic.

Your not trying to double-cross
me by any chance?

- Don't be vulgar.
- I'm sorry.

My close association
with lawyers has coarsened me.

Well, we'll have to get out
of here tonight.

This is a fine mess.

And all this work for nothing.

No, we must get
those pearls back.

- Now who was this man?
- An American.

Now that's a great help.
He ought to be easy to find.

There are only about
a hundred million Americans.

- What was his name?
- I don't know.

Good. Now we won't be hampered

in our search
by knowing his name.

- What did he look like?
- He was tall.

Hm, one more little clue
like that

and we ought to have him
in our hands.

Any other distinguishing traits?

Well, he seemed to be a man
of very good taste.

He liked me.

Didn't I tell you never
to mix love with business?

Don't be absurd, Carlos.

This man interests me
as much as you do.

That should satisfy you.

Now I want to tell you
something, Madeleine.

I think I've always behaved
as a gentleman.

And I hope
you continue to do so.

That all depends.

Do you contemplate
knocking me down?

- Not exactly, but...
- But what?

His camera.

Carlos.

Yes? Yes?

A gentleman to see the countess?

Well, I'm sorry. The countess
is not receiving this afternoon.

No.

Now let's see
what he looks like.

Wait a minute. Were you
expecting someone today?

No.

Well, maybe that man who wanted
to speak to you was...

Yes?

Oh, yes, yes, I was just
going to ring you back.

The gentleman who wanted to see
the countess, was he an Ameri...

Who? A gentleman
from the Police Department?

It's the police.

Well, I told you,
madame is not receiving.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Alright, send him up.

Now let's be calm.
All we can get is five years...

No, seven. I looked it up.

Now remember, a slip-up now
will be fatal.

Our stories have got to match.

Now let's go
over it again quickly.

- Who am 1?
- You're my uncle.

How did I get this bullet hole
in my ribs?

- Battle on the Marne.
- Who is your mother?

Grand Duchess Sandra
who went down on the Lusitania.

Right, and your father
was the Grand Duke Sergei...

Killed by the Bolsheviks.
I know it.

Good luck, Madeleine.

- Good luck, Carlos.
- Shh, remember.

- Your Highness.
- Come in.

Do I have the pleasure
of addressing

countess de Beaupre?

- Yes.
- May I introduce myself?

My name is Avila from the
San Sebastian Police Department.

- Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

Come in.

Thank you.

Will you excuse me for a minute?

Certainly, countess.

Lord Dunsmore wants us to join
him on a Mediterranean cruise.

Hmm.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I was so interested
in reading about this case.

You mean the one
about the pearl necklace?

I don't know
how it got in the paper.

It just makes it so much
more difficult for me.

The woman in the case
seems to be very clever.

Yes, but, uh, what makes it
so difficult for me

is that her description varies.

It's one of those typical cases

where one has to...
Has to take a chance.

Well, senor, you'll excuse me.

I have an appointment
at my hairdresser's.

Uh, now, countess, uh,
uh, well, it's so silly.

But, uh, as I told you,
I have to do my duty.

Uh, you see, uh, this afternoon,
an American arrived by plane

and he has made a complaint.
Oh, fantastic story.

A woman took his car
and wrecked it.

He's taken up
so much of my time,

but he, um, threatened to go
to the American Consul,

so I had no choice.

I had to take the case
in my hands.

What could I do? I'm the police.

We made the rounds
of all the hotels, countess,

but, uh, the description, uh...

Fits me?

Well, it's absurd, countess,

but, uh, it does.

Furthermore,
you arrived this afternoon.

It's all just nonsense,
but everything fits.

Now I'm forced to confront you
with this American,

but of course, if you will
assure me that you...

Oh, no, I insist
on seeing this young man.

Oh, absolutely.

A thousand thanks.

- I'll bring him right up.
- No, no, no.

He's taken up
too much of your time already.

- Oh.
- Just send him up.

I'm so delighted
to have met you, senor.

Thank you. Thank you.

Don't bother
to bring him up yourself.

- Allow me.
- Countess. Your Highness.

You were so kind with me.

It was so nice of you
to come up.

Give me a drink, quick.

Now we'll have to get
to those pearls.

Come in.

So it was you.

Say, what was the idea
of taking my car and...

Hello.

May I ask
what this is all about?

Oh, this is my uncle,
Prince Margoli.

Bradley's my name.

Are you insinuating
that my niece...

Yes, I am. She stole my car.

That's not true.

Are you calling me a liar?

I say that could not be true.

Uncle, it is true.

Then you really did
what the police

and what this young man
accuse you of doing?

- Yes, but let me explain.
- There is no explanation.

There's got
to be an explanation.

That car
didn't even belong to me

and somebody's
got to pay for it.

Let that be
the least of your worries.

You'll have the money
before you leave this room.

What interests me most
is your conduct...

- No, uncle, let me tell you...
- I don't want any excuses.

This is the last
of your numberless escapades.

I shall take this up
at the family council. Yes.

I'll not let you drag down
our family name any longer.

Do you realize what you did?

You stole a car.

You, a De Beaupre.

I shall see
that the family disowns you.

This is a black spot
on the escutcheon

of the De Beaupres, which will
have to be wiped away.

But after all...

Will you kindly let me
handle this alone?

- Now I'm telling you...
- Don't be so...

Whose niece is she?
Your niece or my niece?

But whose car was it?
Your car or my car?

Now let me tell you, my niece

is more important to me
than your car.

My car is more important to me
than your niece!

Well, I don't know.

Well, look, I'm on my vacation

and I don't want any more
trouble than I've had already

and I certainly don't wanna
start a European war.

Look, pay me 35,000 francs
for my car

and... and let's have a drink.

I cannot treat the matter
so lightly.

Madeleine.

I think that the behavior
of this young man is excellent

and I want you to apologize.

I ask your forgiveness
from the bottom of my heart.

Oh. Oh, come on, that's okay.

Let's have that drink.

I'll write you
the check at once.

Why do you suppose she did it?

Why? Wrong education.

That's the trouble
with our whole aristocracy.

Still think they're living
in the Middle Ages.

No respect for other people.
Treating everyone like subjects.

That's what starts revolutions.

I guess you're right.

She could start a revolution
with me anytime.

Please.

I beg your pardon.

If you won't accept my apology,

let me at least thank you
for your chivalry.

Oh. Well, it's quite alright.

Uh, why did you do it?

Do you really
want to know the truth?

Yes.

I was very late
for a luncheon appointment.

- What?
- And I wanted to keep it.

But not because of the food.

I get it, but, uh,

why did you leave me
in the middle of the road?

I would've been glad to drive...

You were going slower and slower

and you know yourself why.

It's very silly to say,
but suddenly,

I got in the most awful panic.

I didn't know you,
we were alone there

and before I knew what I was
doing, I stepped on the gas.

- I was really afraid.
- Of what?

Of you.

Well, well,
there is no need of it.

I, I paid you a few compliments.

I told you how charming
and how lovely you were.

And I'd still repeat it.
But I didn't do anything.

- But you intended to.
- I did not.

You had it in your eye.

Well, I didn't... didn't know
it showed.

By the way, uh,

did you make
your luncheon appointment?

Yes, but after I got here,
I didn't keep it.

You know, uh,
it may seem strange,

but I've never had dinner
with a countess.

And I'm afraid you never will.
We are leaving today.

So am I.
Are you going to Madrid too?

- No.
- Neither am I.

You will hear
the news of the day

from the capitals of the world.

Paris, France.

The most sensational
jewel robbery of a decade,

the disappearance
of a two million franc

string of pearls
from Duvalle and Company,

the famous jewelers,
still goes unsolved.

The police are believed to be
closing in on the culprits.

The latest clues
point to Spain as the country

where they have taken refuge
and the search has turned there.

- Mr. Bradley.
- Yes.

- Are you unpacked?
- Yeah.

Do you want any help?

No, thanks. Everything's fine.

Uh, do you need
any suits pressed?

No, no,
that's not really necessary.

Hm. By the way,
we are dressing tonight.

- You're dressing?
- Yeah.

Oh, I left my dinner coat
in Paris.

Oh, that's alright.
It doesn't matter.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't worry.

Come out
as soon as you're ready.

- Thanks.
- Hmm.

Madeleine.

- Has he found them?
- I don't think so.

- But he has no dinner jacket.
- That's bad.

Yes, but let's hope
he wears that checkered coat,

then I'll slip away from dinner.

And I'll keep him at the table.

Right,
but if he doesn't wear it,

now we'll have to be careful.

Don't let's arouse
any suspicion.

Have you any kind
of a pearl necklace?

Yes, the imitation
I bought in Vienna.

Good. Put it on.

Mr. Bradley.

Thank you.

You know, I shouldn't
be allowed to sit down.

I... I look like a stevedore
at a royal banquet.

Here's to our charming guest.

And here's to my charming host

and my very lovely hostess.

You know, Mr. Bradley,
I never thought I'd like you.

I knew you would.
I grow on people.

I remember, uh, a few years ago,

I met a girl
who didn't like me first...

but I grew
and grew on her until...

- What happened?
- She sued me.

I see you're kind of a Don Juan.

What a vacation.

What a country.

What is this tender sensation?

This magical thrill that I feel.

Although I seem
to be in a dream,

I know this moment is real.

? You're here and I'm here
with your heart and my heart ?

? Awake ?

JInadream ?

? In a dream of romance
and delight ?

? Can it be that
tonight is the night? ?

? You're here and I'm here
with your lips and my lips ?

? Awake ?

JInadream ?

? And the stars looking down
from above ?

? Seem to sing you're in love
you're in love ?

? Now I'll walk
with wings on my feet ?

? Now I'll feel
that bitter is sweet ?

? Other eyes ?

? May have charms ?

? But my heaven
will be in your arms ?

? You're here and I'm here
with your heart and my heart ?

? Awake ?

JInadream ?

? In a dream of romance
and delight ?

? Can it be that tonight ?

? Is the night? ?

That was beautiful.
Really beautiful.

Now you do something,
Mr. Bradley.

Well, I can, uh,
I can walk on my hands.

Fine. Fine.

No, it's much too early
after dinner.

Uncle, why don't you
show us some tricks?

- Oh, no.
- Yes, why don't you?

Alright.

Now here's a perfectly plain
linen handkerchief.

Now watch it carefully.

Now the object of this trick
is to see

how big a hole we could burn
in the handkerchief.

You know, that's great.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Bradley,

do you always carry your money
in your nose?

I don't know,

but, uh, I've very often paid
through the nose.

Come on, do some more.

Alright, if you insist.

May I have your pearls
for a moment?

Now, Mr. Bradley,
you see this pearl necklace?

Now watch it very carefully.
Now one, two, three.

Where'd they go?

Look in your right-hand pocket.

- Ha!
- No.

Look in the right-hand pocket
of your coat.

Well, how'd they get
in my pocket?

Well, I can't tell you that,
Mr. Bradley.

But I hope you've been
entertained.

Entertained.

Oh, it's a marvelous evening.

Well, Mr. Bradley,
you've had a very strenuous day

and I should think
you must be tired.

Tired? Ha! I should say not.

I could stay up a week
under these circumstances.

But you're looking tired,
isn't he?

Look, you've been very kind

and I don't want you to put
yourself out too much.

You're right.
It is getting late.

And if you wanna go to bed, why,

don't let your European
etiquette stand in the way.

If you're tired, why,
just go and lay the body down.

Alright, then I'll do
my last trick of the evening

and make myself disappear.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Mr. Bradley.
- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Well, I guess this is what's
known as being alone at last.

- Madeleine.
- I'll be right back.

Yes?

I'm sorry to interrupt
the serenade,

but I really wish
you'd go to bed.

Carlos, don't be foolish.

Don't you be foolish.

And don't encourage him
to stay here.

We've got to get rid of him
as soon as possible.

And please,
no emotional entanglements.

It's dangerous, Madeleine,
at this moment.

So go to bed at once, please.

I didn't realize how tired I am.
I think I'll go to bed.

Oh, come on.

Please stay a while.
Just... just a few minutes.

Please.

You know...

all you need is a frame now
and you'd be a masterpiece.

All I need is a nice, soft bed.

You must realize that

I've never been
with anyone like you before.

Sounds funny, but I don't seem
to be able to entertain you.

I hate to be entertained.
Please don't do it.

Well...

Look, where I come from,

I... I'm not considered
exactly bashful.

And if I were home and...
And you were, uh, Lizzie Smith

or Susie Brown or Mary Jones...

What would you do?

Oh, boy.

What would I...

We would be sitting here and...

Well, I'm glad
I'm not Mary Jones...

or Lizzie Smith...

or Susie Brown.

I'm crazy about you, Madeleine.

Madeleine.

You don't know how
I've wanted to call you that.

Madeleine, I love you.

It's hit me all of a sudden.
I love you.

And when you wake up,
I'm gonna take you in my arms

and I'm going to kiss you.

I'm going to tell you that...

Did you say something,
Mr. Bradley?

No. Nothing.

Well, goodnight.

Now calm yourself, Madeleine.

You see, it was nothing.
You're too nervous.

Why shouldn't I be?
How could I help it?

Hunted, chased every moment,

never knowing
when they'd get us.

It's a wonderful life, Carlos,
isn't it?

Every time the door opens
not knowing who's coming in.

They'll get us, Carlos.
Sooner or later, they will.

Now, now.

Go to bed, Madeleine.

- You need a good rest.
- Sleep.

Who knows how many days
we've left?

Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Madeleine.

You're still up?

Is anything the matter?

Nervous.

Why should you be nervous?

I don't know.

I didn't know I had a nerve

in my body until tonight.

Why don't you go to bed
and get a good rest?

I tried to,
but that Spanish moon...

You see him up there?
Strong, isn't it?

It was shining
right into my window.

Why didn't you draw the curtain?

I see.

Turn off the moon,
turn on the moon,

just as you like.

Some people can do that
easier than others.

Aren't you a bit hasty,
Mr. Bradley?

Maybe I am.
I'm sorry. You see...

But you wouldn't understand,
anyway. How could you?

This is the first vacation
I've ever had in my life

and who knows
if I'll get a chance again?

A few more days
and I'll be back in Detroit

and all the fun's over.

Big chimneys, black smoke,

hammering, noise and work
and more work.

And I couldn't live without it.
I... I love it and I hate it.

You know, Mr. Bradley,

the Spanish moon
is very becoming to you.

I never saw you
in this light before.

Hm, you weren't even listening.

Oh, yes, I was.

I heard everything you said.

About yourself, Detroit,

your work.

You love it and you hate it.

Isn't that the way
you feel about me?

Hm, not exactly.
I... I never said I love you.

Liar.

When?

Maybe I dreamed
when I was asleep.

Oh, yes, I must have dreamed

because I heard your voice
saying you were crazy about me

and that you loved me.

But I'm sure you didn't mean it.

- I mean everything I say.
- No, you don't.

"Madeleine, I love you."

"When you wake up, I'm going
to take you in my arms

and kiss you."

Madeleine,
SO you weren't asleep?

Not quite.

Why did you let me go through
all this torture?

Why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't sure
if I liked you enough.

And now?

I still don't know.

Say, Madeleine.

Madeleine.

Yes, dear?

I have a wire from Aunt Olga.

I have to leave immediately
for Madrid.

Say, wake up, Madeleine.
This is important.

A telegram from Aunt Olga.
I have to leave.

Say, what's the matter with you?

- Mm.
- Where are the pearls?

- Pearls?
- The pearls, yes.

Where are they?

Mm.

Now look here. You're not
to leave until I wire you.

- Understand?
- Mm, yes, I understand.

Oh, no, you don't.

I'm going to take
this Bradley with me.

What?

I say I'm going
to take this Bradley

to town with me.
I'll get rid of him there.

Mr. Bradley.

Mr. Bradley. Mr. Bradley.

Mm, yes, darling.

Wake up, please.
I'm leaving for Madrid.

Goodbye.

Have a good trip.

If you'd like to go with me,
I'll be very glad to have you.

It's a wonderful trip.
You can see Spain.

Mm, I've always
wanted to see Spain...

ever since I was a little boy.

Well, now's your chance.

But I'm not
a little boy anymore.

He won't go.
See if you can persuade him.

We don't want him
hanging around here.

I'll talk to him.

Tom.

Tom.

Oh, Tom.

Good morning, Mr. Bradley.

Good morning, countess.

I hear you don't want to leave.

Right, I don't.

My uncle sent me here
to persuade you to leave.

Can you be persuaded?

No.

Thank you, darling.

Well?

Oh, Carlos, he thinks
you're a wonderful man.

- Well, is he going to leave?
- No.

Now, Mr. Bradley,
I don't want to be impolite,

but I must insist.

- Madeleine.
- Yes, darling?

Nothing. I was just
saying your name.

Madeleine.

What a lovely name.
Much nicer than countess.

Oh, please forget the countess.

- There's no countess.
- Just Madeleine.

And Tom.

Madeleine, do you mind
if I ask you

a very personal question?

No, please, what is it?

Are you eating those eggs?

No.

Thank you.

You get a marvelous appetite
in Spain.

What a country. What eggs.

What's the matter?

Nothing. Just looking at you.

How do I look in the sunlight?

Bad. Very bad.

As a matter of fact, so bad

that I wish the moon
would soon come out again.

Do you realize that
you are now my prisoner?

No car, no telephone,

hours to the nearest railroad

and a train only every two days.

You frighten me. We're alone.

All by ourselves.

Two days ago, I didn't know
anything about you.

Two days ago,
you didn't even exist.

You're wrong. I did exist,
but I didn't live.

- It's crazy, isn't it?
- But wonderful.

A certain Mr. Bradley
comes from America.

That's all I know about you.

All I know about you is...

you stole my car...

and I'm insane about you.

Olga.

Hello, Madeleine.

- Dear.
- Please.

Why did you come here?

That's a fine way
to greet a sweet old lady.

I could be your grandmother

and if your grandmother
came here,

what would you do?

You would offer her
a brandy, of course.

- Straight?
- Please.

Brandy's the only thing
I am straight about.

You know...

I never drank
until I went to jail.

Thanks.

You know, people
wouldn't be so afraid of dying

if they could take a bottle
of brandy with them.

Did Carlos send you?

Yes, and he's pretty
sore at you.

- I don't care.
- Now come on.

You could have
answered his wires

and they really
need you in Madrid.

I've some good news for you.

We've a great chance
of selling the necklace.

I'm afraid you have to find
someone else. I'm not going.

- Not going?
- No.

I'm through with you
and Carlos and all the others.

I need another brandy.

There. Now I'm sober again.

Carlos told me
all about the American.

- Is he still here?
- That's none of your business.

You're quite right.
It is none of my business.

But it is my business to see

that you get right back
to Madrid.

Now, Madeleine, you know
Carlos as well as I do.

He has a very kind soul,
but as his record shows,

there is a very mean streak in
him and he can be pretty nasty.

Very nasty.

Why didn't you stay in the car?

You promised
to let me handle her.

Before I tell you
what I plan to do with you,

uh, in case you refuse,
allow me to compliment you.

You're looking more beautiful
than ever.

Love must be a wonderful thing.

It is, Carlos. It gives you
strength and courage,

something to fight for.

I have something
to fight for too.

You know these pearls,
don't you?

They feel cold
when you touch them,

but they are not cold,
they are hot.

They're burning a hole
in my pocket

and I have to get rid
of them as soon as possible.

Now look here, Carlos, you
helped me when I was in need

and you were very decent
about it.

Then you asked me to get
the pearls for you and I did.

Now we are even.

Mathematics
isn't my strong point.

I only know that I absolutely
need you to sell those pearls.

Now go pack, we're leaving.

Yes,
but in different directions.

Oh, no. Oh, no,
in the same direction.

Now, Madeleine, no matter
how close you may be

to this American, don't forget

that you and I are closer still.

We're strung together
on the same rope of pearls.

Countess.

It was very gracious
of you to elevate me

to that lofty station.

And I hope Your Highness
won't be too insulted,

but I have definitely
made up my mind to remove

the crest from my stationery,

my lingerie and my life.

- Goodbye.
- Oh, no.

Let me go.

Why don't you call for help?

Why don't you call
for your friend?

Why don't you?

Why don't you bring him here?

Why don't you tell him?

It must be hard for you.

I know how you feel, Madeleine.

It really is serious, isn't it?

For the first time in my life.

He must be a nice young man.

Where is he?
I'd like to meet him.

Don't you dare.

Why? Are you afraid?

Why don't you tell him
about yourself?

- I will.
- Oh, no.

You think you will,
but you won't.

The words won't come
from your tongue.

I tried it once myself
and it won't do, my dear.

Some years ago, I was sick
in a hospital in Vienna.

There was a charming doctor.

He was a fine man.

We thought a great deal
of each other.

I used to dream
what you are dreaming now.

Then right in my dreams,

I'd feel a hand
falling on my shoulder.

Sooner or later, it falls

and I'd hear myself
saying to him,

"lI must go downtown on important
business. I'll be back soon."

And then under my breath,
I'd say, "Soon."

Ten years.

Twenty years.

Life.

I still dream of him
now and then.

I still have it.

I didn't spoil it.

Oh, stop it!

What are you going to tell him?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

? We are sailing
we are sailing ?

? We are sailing the 28th ?

? The 28th we... ?

? We are sailing
we are sailing ?

? We are sailing the 27th ?

? The 27th we are sailing J'&

Tom, I've just had
a message from Madrid.

Well, that's nothing.
I just got an answer from Paris.

Everything's okay.

? Ay ay ay ay ?

Oh, darling.

In a few days,
you'll be in Detroit.

Now I warned you. I don't want
you to be disappointed later.

There's no glamor about me.

I'm not a king nor a prince
nor a count.

Not even an elk.

Tom, I've something to tell you.

I must tell you something.

I have a confession
to make, Madeleine.

I lied to you

and I think you should know it
before we get married.

I told you I make 150 a week.

I only make
a hundred and a quarter.

But, Tom,
all this is not important.

No. I have something even
more embarrassing to tell you.

You'll find out when you get
to Detroit, anyway.

I'm not the general manager.

I'm... I'm only
the third assistant.

My father's not the postmaster,
he's only a mailman.

So you see...

Madeleine,
you'd better think it over.

What do you say?

Well...

what would you say
if I lied to you?

If you found out
I'm not a countess?

Listen, I'd marry you if you
were a princess or a queen.

I'm not a snob. But you are
a countess, aren't you?

That doesn't mean anything.

It means more
than you think, Tom.

I've been thinking
about it a lot.

Castles in Spain
are very beautiful,

but they don't last.

They blow away
and then comes reality.

Reality?

We love each other,
that's reality.

No, it's a dream.

We come from different worlds.

There's a wall,
a high wall between us.

There's no use
fooling ourselves.

I just had a message from Madrid
that brought me down to earth.

I see.

But let's be grateful.

We had a gorgeous week together,
seven heavenly days,

seven dreams,
a beautiful adventure.

Adventure?

I see.

Turn on the moon,
turn off the moon.

Don't leave me like this, Tom.

These are our last moments
together,

the way we'll always
remember each other.

Oh, that's alright. I told you
to think it over and you did.

I can't blame you. You're right.

I can't buy you any diamond
clips or pearl necklaces.

Pearl necklace.

It is a pearl necklace
that is separating us.

Well, it's too bad,

but I couldn't buy you
any real pearls.

And when it comes to jewelry,

I'm sure
you like the real thing.

Tom, I swore I wouldn't tell
you, but I can't let you go away

thinking I'm something
even worse than I am.

You heard about the big theft
in Paris, the pearl necklace.

I did it.

I fooled you. I lied to you.

There's only one true thing
you know about me.

I did love you.

I do love you.

Goodbye, Tom.

I hope she's got rid
of him by now.

You know, I almost left without
saying goodbye, Your Highness.

I wouldn't like it known
in European courts

that Americans have no manners.

Goodbye.

I've invited Mr. Bradley
to stay for dinner.

Oh.

I really think
it's an imposition,

but since you insist,
well, I'll stay

and try to be very entertaining.

Now I'm a little bit worried,
Mr. Bradley.

If you stay to dinner,

I'm afraid
you'll miss your train.

Now that's the kind
of hospitality I like.

- Shall we join the ladies?
- Mr. Bradley, the truth is...

Now I'm sure you'll understand,

but we have some very serious
family business to discuss.

Oh, that's alright. Just, uh,
consider me one of the family.

After you, Uncle, uh, Carlos.

You know, this is sort
of a farewell dinner

and I think
we ought to have a toast.

Just what would you suggest?

First, I wanna drink
to my hostess

who first stole my car
and then stole my heart.

My car was insured,
but my heart wasn't.

And then I think we ought
to drink to Aunt Olga

because I understand
she's been ill.

1?

Yes, I heard you were very ill

about, uh, 35 years ago
in Vienna.

You made a mistake, Aunt Olga.

You should have told
that doctor.

And if he had really loved you,

he would have helped you
over that wall.

I'm sure it would have been
a great shock to him

when he heard about it.

He probably would have called
you every name under the sun.

He probably would have
taken you over his knee

and given you the spanking
of your life.

Does it still hurt, darling?

Just a little. Don't worry.

He would have slapped your
hands so hard that they'd never

dream again of touching anything
that didn't belong to them.

I'm sorry, darling.

They're still a little red.

But he'd have stuck by you
if he really loved you.

He would have seen
that you got your chance.

And if anybody tries to stop
you from getting that chance,

I'd like to see him.

How about some
sauce hollandaise?

It goes very well
with a fricassee of chicken.

Tell me, Your Highness.

You're a man
of great experience.

Uh, you usually know
what's coming next.

Do you think
there's going to be a war?

I hope not.
I'm always in favor of peace.

But as the situation is
at the moment,

with nobody
minding his own business,

you never can tell
what may happen.

Tell me, Tom, what would
America's attitude be

if it really came to a crisis?

If America is wise, it won't
ever mix in European affairs.

But sometimes we get dragged in

and... and then of course,
we have to go through with it.

You can't underestimate America.

That would be
a foolish thing to do.

It's a big country.

6'3".

How about some more
sauce Hollandaise?

You know, Your Highness,
I was just thinking

of some parlor tricks
you once showed me.

They were awfully good,
but I think I can show you one

that will top anything
you've ever seen.

You see this chicken?

Now watch closely.

One, two, three, presto.

It's gone. Where is it?

In my stomach?

That's what you think. It isn't.

It's in the inside pocket
of your coat

and it isn't chicken any more.

It's changed
into a string of pearls.

You know, that's marvelous.

I can scarcely believe it.

But you're right.

It is in my inside pocket,

but it didn't change
into a string of pearls.

It changed into this.

You see, Mr. Bradley,

it's a better trick
than even you thought.

- Carlos.
- Don't worry, darling.

He won't shoot me. There are
too many witnesses around.

Besides, hanging
is a very painful death.

I really hope
you don't shoot him

unless
it's absolutely necessary.

Now, Mr. Bradley, I'm going to
lock you in a nice, cool cellar

for two or three days
where you'll have a chance

to think about life
and Bronson 8s.

In other words, I'm giving you
back to the automobile business.

Pedro!

Yes, sir.

Take the plate to the kitchen
and disarm the fricassee.

Now, Mr. Whatever Your Name Is,
I want that pearl necklace.

- Well, you won't get it.
- Alright.

Then I'll go into my final trick
of the evening.

You see this hand?
Now it's a fist.

The fist is still in my hand
and when I count three,

the fist will be on your jaw.

One, two...

A lady to see you,
Monsieur Duvalle.

Will you excuse me, please?

Yes, madame, what can I do...

How do you do, Monsieur Duvalle?

May I introduce my fiance,
Mr. Bradley?

Glad to meet you,
Monsieur Duvalle.

I've heard so much about you,

it's just like
meeting an old friend.

We came to see you
about the pearl necklace.

Pearl necklace? Do you intend
to buy another one?

On the contrary.

You see, the necklace
that you sold mademoiselle

is really very beautiful
but too expensive for us

and I'm afraid
we'll have to return it.

- You have it with you, dear?
- Yes, darling.

Would it upset you too much if I
would ask you to take it back?

I hate to return things.
It's not my habit.

But you said you would take it
back whenever I changed my mind

and I have changed my mind.

As a matter of fact,
I've changed my life.

I'm marrying Mr. Bradley soon.

That is, I hope so.

I know my fiancee is indebted
to you and even to France.

And if you can
see your way to help us,

uh, to release mademoiselle
from her obligation,

it'll be... it'll be swell.

Otherwise, I'm afraid
we'll have to postpone

our marriage for a long while.

Seven years, seven long years,
Monsieur Duvalle.

Dr. Pauquet on the telephone,
Monsieur Duvalle.

- Hello, Dr. Pauquet.
- Hello. Mr. Duvalle?

Well, I had a pretty bad night,

but suddenly,
I feel like a new man.

In fact, I feel like

two million,
two hundred thousand francs.

That's bad, definitely bad.

No, no, there's nothing
the matter with me.

I'll be around this afternoon
and tell you all about it.

Now about this necklace,
I will take it back.

- Oh, thank you.
- A thousand thanks, monsieur.

And be assured,
Monsieur Duvalle,

that when I'm in America, I'll
recommend you to all my friends.

Oh, please don't.

But to return
to your obligations.

As far as I am concerned,
it is paid for and forgotten.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

But your debt to the state,
that is a different matter.

I will do everything
I can to help you,

but the final decision is
entirely up to the authorities.

Did you want
to get married today?

Yes, sir.

- Have you a license?
- Sure.

That's not
your marriage license.

Why, yes, itis. I...

It's your parole.

- The witnesses are here?
- Yes, sir.

Gentlemen, if you please.