All language subtitles for The Unfinished Dance 1947

- Ain't mine, Miss.
- Yes, I know.

Come on down, Meg.

Come on.

I can see you up there,
come down.

Don't you ever go to class?
Why aren't you with the other children?

You'll never get anyplace
without practicing.

How are you going to learn dance
sitting up there every morning...

...like a sparrow on a wire?

You know, I should report you
to your teacher and I think I wi...

Meg, be careful! My goodness,
the sight of you!

It's a wonder you don't break your neck.
You know you're not allowed up there.

It's so dangerous.
You know what would happen...

Here, put this on.

Come, let me help you.

It's about time you learned to tie
a ballet slipper on, don't you think?

How are you ever going to become a great
ballerina if you don't do your exercises?

By watching you, mademoiselle.

There now, back to class.

Come along.

And this time I won't say a word
to your teacher.

Run along now, hurry.

Well, I finally got it into her head
she has to go to class.

- Let's take it from the beginning, please.
- Right.

So.

Well, this time, my little sparrow,
I shall see that you go to class.

Why, Meg, you're trembling.

- Are you cold?
- No, mademoiselle.

It's from your holding my hand.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

One, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And arabesque, and three
and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

Smile, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

That will be all for today.

Wait a minute!

On Monday we are going to have a stage
rehearsal of The Bartered Bride.

I expect everybody to be here
at 9 o'clock and sharp.

- Is that understood?
- Yes, Madam!

Class dismissed.

Meg!

I'd like to see you with your aunt,
please, in my office.

Cry if she scolds you, Meg,
cry hard.

That's what I always do.

Se you later, Josie.

Come in.

My aunt's having to go on a trip
so Mr. Paneros came for me today.

Are you a relative, Mr. Paneros?

I'm almost an uncle.

I do not understand.

Well, many times I asked the little
girl's aunt to marry me and...

...once almost she said yes.

Oh, I see.

You may go, miss.

- I'll be waiting outside, Mr. Panero.
- Oh, but does she have to...

There's something very bad?

You will see her aunt today?

She always usually comes in
to say goodbye.

Well, then you'll have
to explain to her...

...that we think it is best for her niece
not to come here to class anymore.

But the little girl will grow
sick and die.

Oh, the young forget quickly.
Lately she does not tend to her studies.

She spends all her time in devotion
to Mlle. Bouchet, a ballerina here.

I think her aunt will understand.

- Maybe. She's a dancer too.
- I didn't know that. A ballerina?

No, she does pretty dancing
in the comedies with music.

- Oh, that kind of dancing.
- Oh, it's very pretty dancing.

- Even the people like it.
- Yes, yes, I'm sure.

It is time to go... I think...
It is some time, I'm sure.

Goodbye, Mr. Paneros, and please...

Be very careful that her aunt is
the one to tell the little girl.

- No one else.
- No, no one else, no. Thank you.

Yes indeed, she's a fine woman,
your teacher.

And very kind, I never got mad
at her even once.

She's very wise too, your teacher.

You know, if she told me
to do something, anything,

like giving up my concertina, or jumping
out of a window, anything, I'd do it.

Even... even if she told me to give up
ballet dancing, I'd do it.

I'd do it quickly too, specially
when I think how bad it is...

...for the legs, this ballet dancing.

How the legs get swelled up
with muscles,

like they were stuffed with apples,
like Christmas stockings.

Poor legs. I'd give it up in a minute
if anyone asked me to.

You agree with me, huh?

You go upstairs and tell your aunt
I want to see her.

Tell her I want to talk to her
right away too.

If you don't go and tell your aunt...

I heard what the teacher said
in the office, Mr. Paneros.

Oh, you did, huh?

I couldn't help it.
The keyhole was wide open.

Now I am sunk.

Please don't tell her, Mr. Paneros.

But I must tell her, I promised.

I thought we were friends.

Of course we're friends, but I have
a great responsibility.

Do you like to kill, Mr. Paneros?

Oh, it won't be bad like that.

You can learn something new,
something useful,

maybe like painting pictures
or writing poetry.

I shall make you a chocolate cake
and play the concertina for you.

But if a dancer can't dance
anymore, she'd just died.

You know that, don't you,
Mr. Paneros?

Meg, I've been waiting for
you upstairs, honey.

Now I've only 35 minutes
to catch the train.

Oh, don't cry, darling,
I won't be gone so very long.

Hello, Mr. Paneros.

It's no surprise for me if the show don't close
before we get to Memphis like the last one did.

Goodbye, sweetheart,
and you be a good girl now...

...and try not to cause
Mr. Duvorney trouble.

Is anything the matter, honey? You never
acted like this when I went away before.

Tell me.

Oh, I know!

Here, get yourself a chocolate
sundae and cheer up.

I'll be back in no time.

Goodbye, honey.

Oh, and goodbye to you too,
Mr. Paneros.

- Bye!
- But... I...

Thank you, Mr. Paneros.

I was very week. I'm a coward.

Now it is me who's going
to be killed.

Why don't you be nice to me?
Why don't you go somewhere else...

...and learn pretty dancing like your aunt
and everybody will be happy?

I couldn't, Mr. Paneros.
I can only be a ballerina.

But they don't want you
to be a ballerina.

And a good thing it is too.
Think of your poor little legs.

Come, I will show you. I shall show you
how bad it is, this ballet dancing.

I shall expose it to you step by step.

Get out those moccassins you wear
when you're dancing.

I shall expose everything to you.

Now what is this now...
This is not good.

I have one right here.
Sure, I saw it the other day...

It was right here.

It might do...
Yeah, yeah, this will do.

Believe me, before I'm through you'll never
look another ballet dance in the face again.

Ballet dancing!

Now... begin.

Ever noticed how quick doctors
look at your feet nowadays?

Once they used to look only
down your throat.

Just don't let that other woman
worry you, Miss.

- Maybe she won't even show up.
- She's already in town.

All right then, you be sweet as pie to her,
just full of deariness.

Let her feet get all aching,
let her be nice and miserable for a change.

Who's bothering us now...

- For Miss Bouchet.
- All right, thank you.

Flowers for you, Miss.

Roses! Say, what long ones,
like corn stalks.

From Mr. Ronsell, manager.
Looks like they still love you, miss.

Oh, it's just to ease their
conscience, Betsy.

- You're five minutes late, miss.
- Rest your voice, mister.

We'll get there, there's time enough.

You just don't worry now,
miss, remember?

You're still the Queen Bee
around here...

...and if worse comes to worse,
think of your feet.

Think of what worrying does to them.

Hello, mademoiselle. For a while
I thought you weren't coming.

Is there anything I can do
for you, mademoiselle?

Be a good girl and run
along now, will you?

- What time do you call her?
- Nine o'clock.

Well!

At last.

Ready, everybody?
Everybody in position.

Girls, women, ladies,
children please!

Ready for rehearsal.
We'll try the polka first.

Ready? Positions, everybody!

Not in the mood, uh?

I'm ready when you are,
Mr. Lacoste.

Come on, let's get on with this,
we're late.

Come, come now, young lady!
And not so unhappy, please!

Only prima ballerinas are permitted
temperaments around here.

The polka!

Stop, stop it, everybody!
No, no, no, bring her up again!

Relax, everybody, for a moment.

Moose, that won't do,
that's much too slow.

We lose our tempo completely,
can't you speed it up a little?

Well, I don't know.
Maybe we can boost it up some.

- See what you can do, will you?
- Yeah.

Joe, the archduke wants
a little more speed.

Step up, please.

No, no, not you children, you go back where
you were before, right in the center.

Everybody in your places!

In the center, that's right.

Arms higher, please, heads back.

Smile, big smile.
That's good.

Oh, mademoiselle, will you please
try that piqu� again.

I think it can be a little smoother.

All right, Moose, let's take
them down again.

Drop it down again, Joe.

Careful now, stand together,
that's good.

All right, mademoiselle, in your
place and...

You know, it would be wonderful if you'd
give us one of your beautiful smiles, huh?

Right through here, Mr. Ronsell.

I can't believe it! Excuse me.

- Darina, love!
- Oh, David!

Mr. Lacoste.

Je suis enchant�, enchant�!

Mr. Lacoste, the children,
they're still down there.

Fine, tell them to relax...

Huh, the children, they're still down there?
Well, get them up, get them up!

- Bring them up, Joe!
- Bringing them up.

Are you going to be with us?

Madam Darina has consented
to give several performances for us.

- I had heard rumors.
- Mr. Murphy, pictures, please.

- All right boys.
- Mr. Murphy's doing special publicity for us.

Excuse me... It's all right, boys.

Madame, I want you to meet
a very lovely lady.

Here she is at last, mademoiselle, we
just popped her off the boat.

Madame Darina, Mademoiselle Bouchet.

- How do you do, mademoiselle?
- Welcome, madame.

Mr. Ronsell has done nothing
but speak of you.

It's so nice having you with us, really.

Fine, fine...
Pictures, Murphy, please.

Excuse me, children, please.
All right, boys,

Do you mind, ladies, but this is kind of
posing like one of those ballet numbers.

Let's warm it up a bit.
That's fine!

- Now, boys!
- Excuse me, please.

I'm sure you all know this lady.
At least you've all heard of her.

- The first lady of the ballet.
- Madam Darina?

Yes, my dear, Madam Darina.

Thank you, thank you very much.

Come, come, Murphy, why don't
you get the pictures?

May I? Thank you.
All right, boys.

If you will, please.
That's better.

Now, cozier. You are to each other like
long-lost sisters who love each other.

Smile, please. That's it.
Now, boys! Hold it!

What happened?
Moose, what's the matter with the lights?

Just a fuse. I'll turn on the emergency.
No use getting all upset.

All right now...

Where's Miss Bouchet,
what happened to her?

Yes, yes, where's Bouchet?

- She was right here, where could she have gone?
- We know that, we know that.

Somebody passed me in the dark,
it must have been her.

Oh, perhaps she's gone to her
dressing room, I'll go and see.

I am sorry. I'm afraid it's my coming
here that's to blame.

No, no, no, madame,
it's only the darkness.

Mlle. Bouchet is very sensitive about
darkness, always has been.

Excuse me just a minute, please.

Pardon me, may I, please?

Thank you.

I... it was just that Mr. Murphy.

I think he got on my nerves a little.

Yes, yes, I know, he has a talent for
saying the wrong things.

Absolutely, a man of his character
shouldn't be allowed...

Mr. Lacoste, please, this happens
to be my business.

I shall reprimand Mr. Murphy
very severely.

Oh, you mustn't be too hard on him...

And remember, my dear, Mme. Darina is
a visitor here only for a few performances.

Swan Lake, Les Sylphides
and possibly one other.

Our advance is very poor
and she does sell tickets.

But you are ours and we shall
take care of you.

Remember, my dear.

We shall discontinue rehearsals
for today, mademoiselle.

Thank you, thank you very much.

Oh, pardon me.

Didn't take Betsy's advice,
did you?

Just went and let your feet
get hurting again.

It wasn't Mr. Murphy, was it,
mademoiselle?

I don't know quite what
you mean, dear?

She's going to dance Swan Lake,
isn't she?

Your dance, isn't she?

But Madam Darina will be
very good in Swan Lake.

- I hate her.
- Oh, now, now.

I do! Oh, don't let them make
you sad, mademoiselle.

- I won't, little sparrow.
- I'm still your friend.

Goodness gracious me.

She's enough to frighten a person,
that young lady.

Oh, she means well, I'm sure.

- Darina is beautiful, isn't she?
- Mlle. Bouchet is pretty to, don't you think?

- Oh, kind of, I suppose.
- Did you notice Darina's eyes?

Uh-huh, they were big and shiny,
weren't they? Like stars.

They're just watery, that's all.

You wouldn't be jealous now,
would you, Meg?

You're a traitor.

Well, I'm not a ballerina's pet anyway.

Please don't make me mad, Phyllis.

No, Phyll, don't get her mad.

Let her get mad!

I can like Darina if I want to,
can't I?

Darina is one of the greatest
dancers in the world.

So is Mlle. Bouchet.

Who ever heard of Bouchet?

What's going on here?

One of the girls said something
about Bouchet...

...and the other girl hit her.

- Didn't your aunt speak to you?
- No, ma'am.

You come to my office immediately.

And see that your aunt or that...
almost uncle of yours is with you.

Immediately!

Don't worry, I can take care of her.

Maybe you'll be safer if I stay outside.

I'll take care of her. If there's one
person I can handle, it's women.

Come in.

The child was not told, Mr. Paneros.

You have no idea how hard it is for a weak
and cowardly person like me to hurt people.

Especially children.

I'm afraid, Mr. Paneros, you are taking
this matter much too seriously.

Oh, usually a have a beautiful
sense of humor.

After we've broken this little
girl's heart, you and me,

I shall tell you the most
wonderful jokes.

Oh, I'm sorry.
The chime's up.

Very temperamental, they sing
whenever they feel like it.

The king of Bavaria had it made
especially for the queen.

It is a very beautiful idea.

The king had it made so that it would always
sing to his wife of his love, always.

The hours go slow,
the minutes faster,

time is a slave and love
the master.

And they sing any old time,
any old time.

Ah, I give the watch to you.

Oh, no, I couldn't think of it.
No, thank you!

No, no, I must give it up.

It is things like that,
this little love song,

that make me weak, that make me unable
to tell the truth to the little girl, I...

I have to grow strong so I can break
her heart without any trouble.

Do you feel that way about
the little girl, Mr. Paneros?

We may be worrying a little
bit too much.

You think so?

Possibly now with Madame Darina
as the center of attraction here...

we may not face the same problem
as we did before.

I think so too!

- We'd better wait then, and see.
- Oh, thank you, madam.

We both thank you.

Oh, your watch, Mr. Paneros.

Oh, it is your watch now, madam.

- Oh, but I couldn't keep it.
- Oh, I couldn't take it back.

But... it is one of your
treasures, I'm sure.

- It's nothing, really, please, keep it.
- Well, if you don't mind,

- I might borrow it for a little while.
- It's an agreement.

- You are very kind.
- Most everybody is, madam,

when you get to know them.

Keyhole wide open again, huh?

I don't know how to thank you,
Mr. Paneros.

Ah.

Oh, Meg, next time I go up downtown...

...remind me to get two or three more
of those big watches, will you?

You know, the brass ones
with the chimes.

Move that backdrop fifteen feet
to your right.

You boys up there, on your toes.

Bring down those mirrors, boys.

- Ah, good morning.
- Good morning, professor.

Say, are we gonna need
thirty by nineties?

Yeah, bring those down here too.

- Are we in your way, miss?
- No, I just like to look around,

get the feel of the stage.
Work out a little.

- Is this for the Swan Lake?
- Yes, ma'am.

Yeah, clear them boys.
Never mind, Jim.

We won't need them now.
Take them away.

What would you like, madame?

Oh, thank you, but Olga will play
for me, she always does.

Thank you.

The, um... Chopin Pr�lude, Olga.

All right.

I got it, I think I got it.

Darina dances Swan Lake first,
doesn't she?

The floor's going to be all covered
with those glass mirrors, isn't it?

It's easy, we just pour oil all over
the floor and when she dances she'll slip...

No, that's no good.

Everybody would slip fall
and you and me might get hurt.

Children, did you make your
beds this morning?

Yes, Ma.

Suppose we refused to dance with her.
Just go on strike.

How would that be?

Suppose the lights went out and the theater
was dark like it was the other day?

When she's dancing?

How the people in the theater
would laugh at her.

They'd walk out on her.

You pull the switch, you mean?

It shouldn't be hard.

No.

It shouldn't be hard at all.

Do you know what you did?
You opened the trap door.

- Did you know it?
- The trap door?

Uh-huh, they sent for an ambulance.

- I thought it was the lights.
- You'd better run.

She's injured.

Run! Don't let them catch you, Meg.

Don't! Run!

- Please don't tell.
- I won't tell.

Run!

Who's that? Meg?

I don't know.

Yes, it's Meg Merlin.

What's she running for?

What's she running for?

I... I don't know.

You sure you weren't drinking tonight?

So help me, Sergeant, I ain't had a drink
in four months and eleven days.

I took the place right after
Cavalleria Rusticana.

- How about you?
- Who me?

Why, Moose here won't let me even let me
look at a bottle since he went on the wagon.

- He's intolerant.
- All right, boys, go ahead.

We'll talk to you again in
the morning.

Yes? Oh, put him on.

Yes, doctor?

I see. Well, telephone me the moment you
have a look at the X-rays, please.

Thank you.

Well, there's nothing new.

Seems not to have any rhyme
or reason, Sergeant.

Mlle. Boucher is outside
and wants to see you.

Mlle. Boucher? Well, have her
come right in.

- Does this Darina woman have any enemies?
- None in the world.

No, everybody loved her,
big and little, old and young.

- Come in, mademoiselle, come right in.
- I just heard the dreadful news.

Won't you sit down, mademoiselle.
I'll be with you in just a moment.

And you too, sir, please.

Now, gentlemen, I think we might
as well call it a night.

We can get together in the morning again,
about 10 a.m., all right?

You're checking the chance of
mechanical failure, aren't you?

Mr. Brown here, our chief engineer,
is looking into that.

I'll have a report on it immediately.
- Fine, good night, gentlemen.

Mr. Murphy, would you mind waiting
a few minutes in the outer office?

- Right-o.
- Thank you.

How is she, Mr. Ronsell?
Is it really serious?

We don't know quite yet.
It may be her spine.

Oh, no, I hope not.
- I'm waiting for the doctor to call now.

Oh, Mr. Ronsell, this is
Mr. Carleton, Fred Carleton.

- How do you do?
- Glad to meet you, sir.

- She was dancing when it happened?
- Yes, magnificently.

Oh, excuse me just a minute.

Yes?
Yes, put him on.

Yes, doctor?
Uh-huh...

Not for months?

Well, that's a great pity.

Will you call me again in the morning?

Thank you.

It doesn't look so good.

Madam Darina won't be able
to dance for some time.

Mademoiselle, would you be able to go
on in Swan Lake tomorrow night?

Why, yes, of course, Swan Lake
is a favorite of mine.

If it's agreeable to you, we'd like
you to take Darina's place...

...for the rest of the season.

Oh, but it seems too bad under
such tragic circumstances.

Well, we can't do anything
about that now.

Ask Mr. Murphy to come in.

We'll see that your contract
is revised...

...to take care of added
remuneration and billing.

- Oh, Mr. Murphy.
- Yes, sir.

I want you to give Mlle. Bouchet
the biggest build-up possible.

Good.

Use all the promotion we planned
for Madam Darina.

Fine.

Mademoiselle's taking Darina's
place in the program.

We'll start with the morning papers.
We just about have time.

Fine. I'll increase the budget
to any reasonable amount.

Now you're cooking, chief.

In two days she'll be the talk
of the town.

Another week she'll be the biggest
name in this part of the world.

No talk, huh?

- I have so many things to think about.
- Me not being one of them.

Oh, don't you realize, Fred, I've arrived,
at last, after all these years.

What else can I think about?

Well, doesn't look as if
I've arrived, does it?

Oh now, Fred, you know with a dancer
her career always comes first.

That wasn't the day you
talked yesterday.

- But today's different.
- Is it?

- Don't mind if I do.
- Mind what?

- Step in and have a drink.
- Well, all right, but only one.

- I have to get to bed early.
- Only one.

Jim, I'm afraid I'm gonna be
only a few minutes.

A young man with nothing
on his mind.

But you.

Why, Meg!

I had to see you, mademoiselle.

Oh, but at this hour you ought
to be in bed.

This is a little girl from the ballet.

- One of my admirers.
- Hi.

Can I speak to you alone,
mademoiselle?

Excuse us a minute.

What is it, little sparrow?

Are you happy, mademoiselle?

I'm the happiest woman in the world.
I'm the prima ballerina now.

- No one else?
- Just me.

You heard what happened to Darina. She won't
be able to dance for some time, poor woman.

What is it you wanted
to talk to me about?

I just wanted to know
if you were happy.

You're very sweet.

Now you'd better get home
and go to bed.

Do you think Jim would mind very much
driving my little friend home?

- Um, make it two drinks and it's a deal.
- All right, two drinks.

- Come on, fellow admirer.
- Good night, little sparrow.

Customer for you, Jim.
The young lady will tell you where she lives.

- And don't hurry back.
- Right, sir.

It wasn't so late.

We got out early and I got
a ride home.

In a half hour I was going
down and get you.

Good tonight, was it?

- Hm-hmm.
- Good.

Sit down.

Go ahead, sit down.

# Words have described the springtime #

# Poems have defined the trees #

# But mine melody describes the sea #

# With all its mysteries #

# Its depths enchant me #

# Too deep for me #

# Words could describe my feeling #

# Poems might define my stride #

# But mine melody #

# Describes my life #

# A life of mystery #
# Just like the blue sea #

# Too deep for me #
# Sea of magic mystery #

# Yes, too deep for me #

Oh, Hurry, Betsy, do hurry.
The rouge blush.

Right here, miss.
Isn't the orchid lovely?

- And the 626.
- 626.

- And the brush.
- Brush.

- For you, mademoiselle.
- Oh, thank you, dear, how sweet!

You look beautiful, mademoiselle.

Meg! Meg!

Yes?

Did Bouchet tell you what they're
saying about Darina?

They say that she'll never be able
to dance again.

I thought you'd like to know.

That's what everybody's saying.

The devil, he's after me!

Nobody's after you, don't be afraid.
There's no devil.

Hey, Meg, wait. There's nobody coming.
It's me, your friend Panero, darling.

Come now, come, we must
recover ourselves.

He's not the devil, he's just a tall actor,
a very tall actor...

...with a very false nose.

She'll be all right, madam, it's just her
very bright imagination, that's all it is.

Do you mind, sir.
Hey, hokey-pokey!

Look what I got, look up.
Now turn around and look.

She has seen the devil a dozen
times at rehearsals.

He never bothered her before.

It's strange, it's very strange.

Maybe... maybe she's been reading
the funny papers.

The serious ones, maybe that's all it is.

Go ahead, sir, tell her who you are.

I'm not the devil, my dear,
I'm Mr. Lacoste.

Of course he's not the devil.

Please, this is my own personal makeup.

- See, paint, paint. And look...
- No, you can't do that!

- A lie, an imitation.
- It's not a lie, it's a real false nose!

It took me three hours
to make up tonight.

Would the devil give up his nose?

- And the beard.
- No, not the beard!

- Yes, the beard.
- Not the beard, the beard is my finest touch!

I have to go in again on in the second act!
No, my chin, you're pulling off my chin!

- Look at that, a deception, a complete deception.
- I'm ruined!

- And the horns, the horns, even the horns...
- My nose, my beard... you are crazy!

The whole business is a fake.
You are an impostor.

- I?
- Come, we shall go home, you and I.

This is a very dishonest place
around here.

Come.

Meg, wind it up, will you please?

Meg... look, I...

Nothing can be that bad. Never.

# Once when I was feeling low #
# Quite some time ago #

# I didn't think that I could last the day #

# So my hat I gave a tilt #
# My cane I gave a twirl #

# And went merrily merrily on my way #

# No I didn't have a cent #
# My rent I spent #

# I knew I'd to leave the key of pain #

# So my hat I gave a tilt #
# My cane I gave a twirl #

# And went merrily merrily on my way #

# In the lining of my pocket #

# I happened to find #
# A lonesome little dime #

# I'll just have to toss it up, says I #

# Heads for coffee #

# Tails for a shine #
# But it fell upon the ground #

# And there it found an open grating #
# Where it went astray #

# So my hat I gave a tilt #
# My cane I gave a twirl #

# And went merrily merrily on my way #

Eat!

You still thinking of those sad
people in the funny paper?

Secrets can be very bad for people.

Very bad, did you know that?

Yes, secrets can be very injurious.

Especially if they're private.

They grow inside and they swell up.

Sometimes they blow up
if you don't let them out.

Like gas. Maybe they kill you.

If somebody hurts somebody
very badly,

and it was a secret, should they tell them?

Right off, let it out quick!

Tell the person they hurt?

Sure, that's the best way to get relief.
Sometimes the only way.

Maybe a little music.

You don't want to be petty, do you?

You don't want to leave for Europe
without the usual amenities,

without at least saying
goodbye, do you?

Why, of course you don't.

Now why don't you come over
to the opera in a few days...

...when you're feeling better?

I'll have a box for you,
the boys will be there,

we'll take a few pictures,
cook up a little story or two.

Ballerina applauds rival and
stuff like that.

Everybody'll love you,
just simply love you.

Does anybody love you, Mr. Murphy?

Very good, very good.

Will you let me know then?

Madame is not going back
to the opera, thank you.

What about the lady, she can't
be petty, can she?

Good day, Mr. Murphy.

She isn't going to depart
in a cloak of mystery, is she?

- Why not?
- Why not?

- An idea, we'll make a mystery out of it.
- Please, Mr. Murphy!

It's great, "Ballerina vanishes
veiled in mystery,

hangs her dancing slippers
maybe forever."

Madame is not allowed visitors
to begin with and...

- Oh, have you hit somebody?
- No, but you've given me an idea.

I'm not permitting anyone in here again
not for a single minute.

Goodbye, have a good mystery...
I mean, have a good trip.

- I'm going to shoot the next person that...
- Remember me to Gay Paree!

Well, what do you want?

I did want to see Madam Darina.

- But not now, I guess.
- What about?

Oh, it's not so very important. It's just
that I wanted to tell her something.

It's just that somebody may
blow up and die, that's all.

Dear, dear. Tsk-tsk-tsk,
death by bursting.

- Why, that's quite serious, isn't it?
- Yes, ma'am.

Well, perhaps you'd better
come in then.

But only for a minute.

Darina, here's a young lady
I'm afraid you'll have to see.

It's not very important,
just a little matter of life and death.

Well, you were going to tell
Madame something.

Where are you from?

Oh, I went to the hospital first
and they told me...

No, I mean how do you know Madame?

- I'm from the Ballet School.
- From the Ballet School?

Well, I must say one thing for you.

You're the first from the Ballet who's
taken the trouble to come and see us.

Oh, everybody at the Ballet
likes you.

Well, that's good.

- Except me.
- Indeed?

I hated you.

Is it to tell Madame this,
is that why you came here?

Somebody told me that you were
never going to dance again.

Nonsense, where did you ever
hear that?

You see, Olga, everybody knows.

Even I.

You mustn't feel sorry for me.

- What is your name?
- Meg. Meg Merlin.

Meg, it wasn't easy for me at first
knowing that I wouldn't dance again.

- It isn't easy now, but...
- I know, I'm a ballerina too.

Remember the old saying,
"I used to cry because I had no shoes...

...until I saw a child who had no feet."?

You remember that.

Oh, no, Meg, you mustn't cry.

Come here. Come here to me.

Sit down here beside me.
That's better.

I had no idea anybody cared that much.

Except Olga... and Mr. Murphy.

Have you been going to the
Ballet School long?

Ever since I was a little girl.

That long? My!

- And how far have you gone?
- Grand jet�.

Grand jet�? No, really!

- And entrechat quatre.
- Entrechat q...!

- I don't believe it!
- I can.

Well, let me see you, let me see
you do that.

Oh, I'd better take my coat off.

I'd better take my shoes off.

Beautiful! You are a ballerina.

Of course if I had my downies
I could do it much better.

I'm sure you could.

Let me see you dance,
would you mind?

Watch your arms, Meg.

That's right.

Arms. Do an arabesque.

Watch your arms, Meg.

But Meg, look, my arms.

See, the arms.

In the arms is the poetry
of the dance.

Pas de bourr�. That's right.
That's right.

Lovely... soft...

That's beautiful, but not
so solemn. Look...

No, no. Now that's enough.

There's no sense in our having doctors
unless we're going to listen to them.

Now darling, tell Madame what
it was you came to tell her...

...and then you must go home.

Well?

Well, you didn't come to tell her
you hated her, did you?

No, Olga, you know Meg didn't
really mean that.

Well, I should hope not.

I would lose my faith in human nature
if I thought so even for a moment.

I think I know you, Meg.

Well, I'm sure I don't.

Just a minute, young lady!

Just a minute!

Well, what do you think of that?

It couldn't have been very important
whatever she had on her mind.

- She's a strange child.
- She's strange all right.

The tea is cold.

Suppose you took a child like that
and trained her...

Ice cold. I'll have to make
you some more.

...and became a teacher?

You're not becoming any teacher,
young lady.

You're going to dance again,
and for long too.

You're going to dance better than ever.

The fabrics, just in from Paris.

Oh, it's lovely, really beautiful.

Miss Logan, hold it against
Mademoiselle, will you?

I'd be delighted.

- Oh, this is a wonderful color for you.
- It will make a ravishing gown.

- And a bag to go with it.
- Just the feel of it is so exciting!

Suppose you make up a sketch
or two for her.

Oh, by all means, please do.
Do you like it?

- Delicious!
- Oh, you!

- Here's something I know you'll love.
- Oh, let me see.

Hands up from Mexico.
Isn't it exotic?

- Gorgeous color.
- Hi.

Fred, never let me...

Come on in, it's free.

- Your little sparrow again.
- My little shadow, you mean.

Meg, what on earth are you
doing here?

Miss Betsy said it would be all right
if I came over to see you.

- Well, yes, of course.
- The fitting's ready.

Oh, it's your dress, mademoiselle.
Perhaps you'd like to try it on now.

- My bag, please.
- Mademoiselle, may I please...

Darling, I'll be back in just a minute,
you make Fred company.

You just pretend to listen to him,
that's all you've got to do.

- But Mademoiselle...
- Miss Logan, will you come along?

Yes, of course.

Mademoiselle, I think you're going
to like it so much better now.

But Mademoiselle, may I please...

Well we might as well take a nap.

Looks like we're going to be here
for a couple of days.

My but you're glum, even for you.

It's the ballet that does that to you.
You know that, don't you?

They're always kicking.

But I have a solution.

Get married. Not now but when you
get around to it.

That's the solution I have for
your friend, Miss Bouchet.

- To give up the ballet?
- If she marries me, she will.

If a dancer doesn't dance,
it's like not being alive anymore.

Holy smoke!

We gotta do something about you.

Just relax a moment,
young lady.

We've got to do something
about you fast.

Here, let's try this one.

Uh-huh... Well, that's not too lightening.
Good for a small chuckle.

Come on over and see for yourself.

Sit right down here and let's
take a look at it.

Oh, no, no, it's much too sensible.
It doesn't do a thing for you.

Let's take a look at this one.
Let's see now.

- May I help you, sir?
- Oh yes you may, I need help.

- It goes this way.
- Oh, yes...

Here's a very stunning and chic hat.

Oh, sure, this is really a beauty,
isn't it?

What do you know about that?

Hm... uh-uh, you can still see her.

If you look at the woman,
the hat's a failure.

Say, what about this?

Uh-huh, a miracle!

- A marvel.
- It's stunning.

It's a sale, I think.

It's gonna take time, time, but I think
we're off to a good start.

- Where did you get that?
- We've been doing a little shopping ourselves.

- Like it?
- Delicious.

- Yep, it's a sale.
- I'll put it in a box.

- Darling, excuse me.
- Brava! What class!

- Cr�pe romain from Paris.
- I beg your pardon?

Cr�pe romain from Paris.

Miss Logan, do you know what
Mademoiselle should have with this?

- Of course!
- Hurry, it will be gorgeous, won't it?

I think I like clothes better than
almost anything else in the world.

- Well, you're stunning, really.
- I believe it.

- Couldn't we shorten it about half an inch?
- Yes, of course.

- Here you are, mademoiselle.
- Well, that does it!

Oh, I shouldn't say it but it's
out of a dream.

- Wait until you see it on you.
- Yes, try it.

Isn't it gorgeous?
So lovely.

Now I know I never should
come in here.

Lovely, isn't it?

Why, what happened to the little girl?

She was here... thought she was.

- She's gone.
- Gone? What did she want anyway?

Oh, I suppose she wanted to...
talk about dancing The Butterfly with me.

- Politician, huh?
- No, not quite,

She just needs to think she's got
her own space for some reason.

She's a character all right.

- Oh, the hat, sir, shall I charge it?
Sure, put it on my account. How much was it?

Oh, a bargain, sir, only $95,50.

- $99,50? Sister!
- Marked down from $100, sir.

- Go to sleep, will you?
- I can't.

I don't think I can ever sleep anymore.

You're crazy.

She might as well be dead, I guess.

Who? Who ought to be dead?

She's never going to dance again.

Oh, you saw her.

I tried to tell her what I did
and how sorry I was.

But I couldn't. Now I feel
worse than ever.

You'll be all right in a couple of years.

No, I won't. I'm going to be
sorry for always.

And after that too.

It was an accident, wasn't it?
And anyway,

nobody's ever going to find out.

So what's the difference?

Don't be frightened, Meg.
I'll never tell anyone.

I'll never tell Phyllis, I know that.

Phyllis, does she know anything?

- She thinks she does.
- She's been asking you?

- All the time.
- No!

- Oh, yes.
- No, Josie!

Yes, she even offered to give me
her new red coat if I tell.

- The one with the fur collar?
- Hm-hmm.

- But I didn't take it.
- You're sure you didn't say anything?

I didn't even tell her nothing.

You're good, Josie.

The nerve of her offering you
a red coat.

What does she think you are,
a baby?

Here, I have something for you.
I hid it.

- Boy, what's this?
- It's beautiful, Josie.

Hurry up, put it on.

Gee, it's pretty, it's real!
Did you steal it?

A friend of a friend of mine
gave it to me.

There's a telephone number here.
9550.

That's not a telephone number.
That's what it cost!

- Ninety-five dollars?
- And fifty cents.

For one?

Well, you don't get a beautiful
hat for nothing, do you?

It's not like a red coat.

How I hate that Phyllis.

- Good morning, Josie.
- Gee, that's a pretty hat, Josie.

- Will you eat lunch with us today, Josie?
Sure, Josie, have lunch with us today.

You don't have to be so squirty.

- I wonder where she got that hat.
- At a rummage sale, probably.

Good morning, Josie.
What a lovely hat.

- Where did you get it?
- Somewhere.

It's lovely. I wore my new red coat
today so you could see it.

It would go nice with your pretty
new hat, don't you think?

I don't know nothing,
and Meg's my best friend, see?

- Thank you, Josie.
- Don't mention it.

You know something, Moose?

Cavalleria Rusticana comes around
again in a couple of weeks.

It's our anniversary,
you know that, don't you?

Anniversay of what?

Mm, going on the wagon.

Yeah... that's right.

That's something that ought
to be celebrated, an anniversary is.

Yeah, husbands usually forget
things like that, don't they?

Maybe we ought to go out
and get our nose wet tonight.

- Get a nice easy start, you know?
- Yeah.

You call my wife up and tell her
I won't be home.

You know, like you used to do?

Yeah, and you call mine too, huh?

Yeah.

Well, an anniversary's an
anniversary, isn't it?

- Piano.
- At this hour of the morning?

- Excellent, excellent!
- No, Olga.

Yes indeed, it was very good.

- No, no, no, no.
- Come on now, let's dance.

- Oh, I can't, Olga, I'm afraid.
- Nonsense, you are not afraid.

- Come on, now.
Yes, really, Olga, I'm afraid!

The Prelude now!

Please stop, Olga!

Please don't!

Well, perhaps it's a little fast.
We'll take it slowly.

Dance.

Oh, my poor darling!

Come, let me help you.

Oh, Olga, isn't it funny?

I... Oh, Olga, I can't.

- It was silly, wasn't it?
- All my fault.

I was hoping against hope.

Well, it's behind us now.

We'll just take another look at things.

There's plenty of life left
in this act, young lady.

Caution, dear, caution.

Maybe we'd better postpone
the anniversary, Moose, huh?

Yeah, lots of people forget
their anniversary.

Let it go.

- How's cooking school, Helen?
- Scrambled eggs today.

- Omelettes tomorrow.
- I hope he has money, Helen.

I'm out for any man who's
a man and has a job.

When the old legs go I don't
want to end up...

...in any dreary ballet school teaching
a lot of gawky kids.

Darina seems to take to
teaching all right.

I'm not Darina.

Darina? Is she already here?

Uh-huh, she's been here
a couple of days. She's all right now.

The kids are having their contest for
The Butterfly and they look wonderful.

All of them trying to be butterflies.

Oh, yes, of course most of them
look like mosquitoes.

- This I've got to see.
- Where are they, are they on the stage?

- Unhappy?
- No, no, I'm enjoying it.

This child is exceptionally good.

Please, please, no applause.

No, no, of course not,
it was just nervousness.

Oh, mademoiselle.

Please. Would you mind coming
over here and joining us?

- Really, I...
- Oh, please do.

Madam Darlina's here with
us now as you know,

and I want you two be together
as much as possible.

I just heard you were here, Madame.

We're so glad you've come,
mademoiselle, we need your help.

- Yes, indeed.
- Mademoiselle, please?

- Thank you.
- You must take my place, mademoiselle.

We've still many little geniuses,
we don't know quite what to do.

Oh, Mr. Ronsell, would you like
to sit down?

Let's not make an issue of it.

Continue, please.

Next!

Look at the little tiny one.

Miss Grandbattle.

Miss Grandbattle.

Piano!

That was very nice, thank you,
thank you.

That was excellent, Miss Grandbattle,
thank you.

Yes, excellent.

- You were the best.
- Thanks, Phyll.

Except me.

Next.

Miss Merlin.

Miss Merlin.

Piano!

I like this child, she's very good here.

I like the little girl who was dancing
when I came in.

- The one with the dark hair.
- Yes, so did I, that was Josie.

- Josie?
- Yes.

No, she was very adroit,
but this child has poetry in her feet.

I think so too.

Absolutely right.
Poetry in her what?

- Feet.
- Feet, yes, absolutely.

It was a beautiful letter from your aunt.
Like a love letter.

She's in Nashville and has
a cold in her head.

My aunt gets colds in her head
all the time.

Oh, but they are such beautiful
colds in the head.

Not like other peoples's colds
in the head, did you notice that?

- She sniffs like other people.
- Not like other people.

Her voice gets... gets soft,
and misty, and rapturous.

Oh, never did anyone have such
colds in the head.

Yes... it's a beautiful letter.

Like a love letter.
You love your aunt too, huh?

- She's been very nice to me.
- Oh, you must get enthusiasm.

I feel good.

You know where that big word
comes from, enthusiasm?

- No.
- Two little words in Greek.

"En", that is inside, and "theos"
that means God.

The god inside, that is...

Atchoo!

Bless you.

A cold in the head.

From the beautiful letter of your aunt...
I catch a cold in the head.

- Josie, you're crying.
- You know why I'm crying.

- You ruined my whole life.
- I don't know what I did, Josie.

But I didn't mean to do it.

You won The Butterfly contest,
didn't you?

I couldn't help it.

I should have won it, but you have
all the political influence.

I just danced, that's all I did.

I'm always doing everything for you
but you never do anything for me.

I gave you a hat, didn't I?

Only one. I never did anything
to you, did I?

I never told about the trap
door, did I?

Shh!

Oh, Josie, I'll fix it, honest I will.
I'll fix it so you can dance The Butterfly.

- All right?
- How?

Oh, I don't know how, I guess,
but I'll fix it.

- Honest I will.
- Are you still my best friend, Meg?

- Anne, it's very important, as usual.
- How do you do, Meg?

Aren't you frightened being
out after dark?

- No, ma'am.
- Why, you're limping.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Did you get hurt?

It just happened.
I can't make my toes move.

- Oh, no, Meg.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Do you limp all the time?
- Yes, ma'am.

I've got rheumatism. It's permanent.

You didn't limp when you came in.

Why... I... I only get it when I'm
inside of the house.

- Not when I'm outside.
- Oh, I see.

- Inside rheumatism.
- Yes, ma'am.

I won't be able to dance The Butterfly.

Oh, but you must, Meg.
I have such great hopes for you.

Don't feel bad, ma'am. I know a girl who
can dance it almost as good as I can.

- In your class?
- Josie.

Oh, Josie.

Oh, it's a great pity, Meg.
Have you been to a doctor?

No, ma'am, I wanted to come
and see you first.

That was sweet, but you must see
a doctor immediately.

Yes, ma'am. I'll probably have
to go to a hospital.

And I'll probably have to be
operated on too.

Oh, you'd better sit down, Meg.
This looks very serious.

Oh, but Meg, you were limping with
the other foot before. Why is that?

Oh, I... Oh, it changes.

Sometimes I even have to limp
with both feet.

- With both feet?
- Yes, ma'am.

Oh, well maybe I had better take a look.
Maybe I can help.

- Let me see, does this hurt?
- Ouch!

Hm-hmm, now let me see this foot.

Ouch!

- A very strange case, Olga.
- Yes, I know it is.

But I wouldn't say it was
rheumatism, Meg.

I would call it a case of altruism.

A very good case of pure altruism.

And it's contagious too.

No, Meg, unfortunately for everybody
altruism is not contagious.

- I think you'd better dance The Butterfly.
- But I'll crumble up.

No, Meg, I'm sure that dancing
is just what you need.

But I can't dance The Butterfly.

- Oh, dancing and more dancing may.
- Oh, how do you do, Doctor. Go right in.

- Good evening, Madame.
- Oh, how do you do, Dr. Philburn?

Dr. Waldon asked me to drop in
to see how you were.

- Just to check.
- Oh, I'm very well indeed, thank you.

- I'd better be going now.
- Oh, Meg.

Yes, ma'am?

Would you care to have
Dr. Philburn look at your feet?

Oh, no, thank you, I have a good
doctor at home.

- He's a toe specialist.
- Big or little toe?

Oh, Meg.

Meg.

Tell me, why do you so want
Josie to dance The Butterfly?

She's my best friend.

Are you sure that's the reason,
no other?

Well, perhaps some time you'll tell me.

Remember, it was you who brought
me back to the ballet.

We're very dear friends you and I.

- I have to go now.
- Oh, wait, Meg.

Doctor, would you mind taking Meg into town?
It's rather late for her to be out alone.

I'd be very happy to.

Seen Phyllis?

Josie, I tried to get out of it.
I asked them to let you dance it.

I tried everything but they
wouldn't listen to me.

Oh, Josie, you're not going to get
Phyllis's red coat, are you?

I'll get you a new coat,
a green one, all fur.

Would you like it?
I'll get you anything you want.

- Such as what?
- W-would you like an engagement ring?

I got nobody to be engaged to.

- Hello, Phyllis.
- Oh, hello, Josie.

I want to talk to you a minute.

Josie, give me one last
chance, will you?

I've been looking everywhere for you.

What's keeping you? Don't you know
the curtain's going up?

- Come on, honey, what's the matter?
- I'm sorry.

Come on, let's go.

- Did you see the girls here?
- Who?

Phyllis and Josie, she had on
a red coat.

What kind of a coat?

- What's the matter...
- Let me go!

- Oh, hello, Max.
- Hi. Quite a big crowd tonight.

The little girl didn't leave,
I'm sure of it.

Oh.

You see, this is her locker.

And these are her clothes.
She's still here.

Well, I hope nothing's happened
to her, that's all.

I have enough trouble around
here as it is.

Meg Merlin!

Meg!

Meg!

Meg Merlin!

Meg!

Meg Merlin!

Meg!

Meg!

Meg Merlin!

Meg!

Meg!

There she is.

Meg!

Meg, wait, it's me!

It's your friend Paneros, Meg!

Meg, please!
Meg Merlin!

Please, devil, don't change me!
Turn on the lights, please, devil!

Turn on the lights,
please don't change me, devil!

Please, I beg you to turn
on the lights!

No, no, no, nobody, nobody's
going to change you, nobody.

Josie just told on me.

I didn't mean to do it, they knew
I didn't mean to do it!

They shouldn't have told Darina.
Phyllis and Josie, they told her.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

- Please don't change me...
- No.

Phyllis and Josie, they told on me.

Don't worry about Phyllis
and Josie now.

- I'll take you home to my place.
- They told on me.

No, no, I'll make you some hot
chocolate and I'll put you to bed.

We'll be together.

You can be happy now,
you with Mr. Paneros.

Tired after a day's work?

No, I feel better than
I have since...

I feel relaxed.
I feel a bit useful again.

That's fine, fine.

I so enjoy working with those children.

Oh, that everlasting doorbell.

When I build my house I'm not going
to have any doorbells or doors.

We're going to enter and leave
by the windows.

We can't have a meal in peace!

It's a gentleman with an umbrella
to see you.

Very mysterious. Maybe nearly vague,
I'm not sure.

He sounds like we might let
the soup wait.

- Where is he?
- In the living room.

This is Mister, uh... well,
he's a friend of... what's her name?

Yes, ma'am, I am her friend.

I'm sorry to interrupt but...

...I'm glad, I was afraid I would find
you all troubled and upset.

- I don't think I know you, Mr. uh...
- I'm Mr. Paneros.

Meg, Meg Merlin, that's the child.

- Oh, Meg, yes.
- You are her friend too.

You're a beautiful lady, ma'am.

You too, very beautiful.

Mr. Paneros, we were about
to have dinner.

Oh, I'm so sorry, but I'm glad... I...

I will... oh... I will go, thank you.

Thank you very much. You've made
the little girl very happy.

Thank you too.

I'm very glad you understood...

She's a strange little girl sometimes but...
but she didn't mean to hurt you.

Hurt? How Mr. Paneros?

Well... it was an accident.

She only meant to turn
out the lights but...

but the other switch just happened
to be there and...

You understand, don't you?
It was only an accident.

You didn't know?

The two little girls, they...

They didn't tell you?

You...

You didn't know.

I... would you mind if...

Oh, what have I done?

What have I done?

Poor little girl that I should
do this to her.

You must forgive her, ma'am,
you must.

She's losing her mind...
she will lose her heart.

She loves too much.
That's her only troubles.

She loves the ballet, she loves you.

She loves so much she
has hallucinations.

You have no idea, ma'am, how much
the little girl loves you.

Forgive her, ma'am, will you?

Please, the little girl's...

Oh, listen...

Listen to the song the chimes sing.

The hours go slow, the minutes faster.

Time is a slave and love the master.

You'd better go now.

It's a watch the king of Bavaria
had made for his wife in love.

- I give it to you.
- Please, Mr. Paneros.

You must forgive her, ma'am, please.
Please, you must, she will go mad.

For her from now on there will be
nothing but hallucinations.

A broken life is no hallucination,
Mr. Paneros.

Asleep?

Good, very good.
I was going to wake you up.

She was wonderful your Darina.
Wonderful!

Yes, I went to see her.

And she understood,
she forgave you everything.

She was so kind, and so generous.

Of course I did my part too.
You would have been proud of me.

I explained how the other switch
just got in the way...

...and she understood it even
better than I did.

And you know what she said?
She said...

they say we should forgive
our enemies, Mr. Paneros, but I think...

uh, she said to me...

I think we should begin by
forgiving our friends.

She said that.

You're very lucky you have such wise
and good friends like me...

and like your Darina and...

And, uh... like me...

Oh, we had a long talk about you.
She's worried.

She says you're tired you've
been frightened so long.

She says you need a long rest,
a vacation.

I was against it but I know she knows
so much more than I do.

She's so very wise, uh...

Suppose... suppose first thing
in the morning...

...you and me pack and take
the train to see your aunt?

She's in Savannah.
What do you say, huh?

- Why, I...
- Good, good. We shall go then.

It will be a rest for your mind
and for your legs too.

If Madame Darina wants me to go.

Fine, fine, first thing in the morning.

Now, I tuck you in and you go
to sleep like a good little girl.

Good night, everything is fine.

- Good morning, ma'am.
- Good morning, Daisy.

You're up early this morning,
aren't you?

Yessum, I just got so I can't sleep
in the morning no more, ma'am.

No, Daisy.

Yessum, why, it's got so that now
even the doorbell wakes me up.

Really?

Yessum, there's a woman outside
now that woke me up.

- At this hour?
- Just twenty minutes ago.

She's somebody else from
that dressmaker's.

- Come 'bout that wedding dress I suppose.
- Well, who is it, Daisy?

Well, I don't know. She said her name
was Marina or Karina, or something like that.

Darina?

I'm terribly sorry, Madame,
my maid isn't very good at names.

- She had no idea who you were.
- I understand, mademoiselle, it's very early.

Oh, no, it isn't that.
Won't you please sit down.

There's been so much excitement around here
lately with my getting married and what not...

...that the poor soul doesn't know
whether she's coming or going.

You're getting married, Mademoiselle?
I hadn't heard.

Oh, I've only told a very few friends.

I'm sorry, it would have saved you
a trip here, wouldn't it?

I'm, uh... giving up the ballet.

The young man insists upon it.
And I'm glad.

I've had enough of the ballet.
Ever since I was five.

I'll be happy to be out of it.

I'm telling Mr. Ronsell today.

- I see.
- I'm really sorry you didn't know about it.

I suppose you came to talk
about the new ballet.

Does the little Merlin girl
know about this?

About your getting married
and leaving the ballet.

Meg? Well, I don't suppose so,
I hardly know the child, why?

Your career was once important to her.

Well, it was for me too once.

Mademoiselle, how can you
be so shallow?

But... but my life is my own, isn't it?

No one's life is entirely his own.

Yours less than any other I know.

I'm sorry, I made my own career.

I feel I can do with it what I choose.

- It is all that easy for you, is it?
- Yes.

You're very fortunate.

You have no faint idea of how deeply
others have felt about your career.

Nor the tragic price that was
paid for it.

Good morning, Mademoiselle.

Madame Darina...

You there, do you have a bobby pin?

No, and even if I did,
I wouldn't give it to her.

- Unless I could stick her with it.
- Oui! I'll get you one, dear.

I tried to talk to Darina, Phyll,
but she wouldn't listen to me.

- I'll try again next week.
- You'll try again next week!

Hey, that's my coat!
You gave it to me!

Give it back to me, give it back!
Give it back...

You tore it!
Give it...

- Give it back to me!
- Stop, stop!

Give it! Give it!

Now, children, stop playing,
stop playing. No time for games.

Come on, come on.

- Wait, Mr. Paneros, I forgot.
- You forgot?

I brought them home with me
last night.

- What?
- My ballet slippers.

Oh, no, never mind the ballet slippers.
And forget about the ballet once and for all.

- But...
- On your vacation, I mean.

I might want to practice a little.

Darling, see who that is coming
in the store, will you?

Oh, never mind.

- Yes, sir?
- How much for that contraption there?

I need a clock for my kitchen.

- That's not for sale.
- Well, what's it doing in the window?

People like to look at it.
I like to look at it.

You liked to look at it too,
didn't you?

What are you in business for?

I don't know, mister.
I don't know why I'm in business.

I get mad at myself too.

Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe everybody's
crazy, I don't know.

I got them.

You got them, ballet slippers!

Now, what do customers want to come
at a time like this for?

I hope I'm not disturbing you,
Mr. Paneros.

I've changed my mind.

I would like the watch you
offered me last night.

You remember it.

The watch the king of Bulgaria
gave to his wife in love.

The king of Bavaria, ma'am.

The king of Bavaria.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

It's a beautiful song the chimes sing.

Oh, but... that watch...
I'll get you something better.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, yes, I'll get you a clock.

A real clock.

Oh, wait, please... A beautiful clock.

This one, please.
Take this home with you.

No, thank you, I'm very fond
of this watch.

I shall treasure it always.

It has a beautiful chime, every hour,
and every half-hour and...

Oh... never mind that now.
Just forget it and...

- Don't say anything. Now go and...
- Meg!

Meg, why aren't you in ballet school?

I thought you... Mr. Paneros said
you wanted me to take a vacation.

I...

I did last night.

But this morning, Meg, I think
you'd better go back to school.

Oh, thank you, Madam.
I didn't want to go away.

Now that I'm no frightened anymore.

You have suffered, haven't you?

I love you very much.

I love you too.

- I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did.
- An accident is an accident, Meg.

And nobody is to blame.

I tried to tell you before
but couldn't, it was...

Yes, I know.
But all that was yesterday.

Today is today.

Oh, Meg, I have such great
hopes for you.

I've told you that, haven't I?

Yes, ma'am.

In you I'm going to dance again.

You're not going to fail me, are you?

I'd die first.

I'm going over to see Mademoiselle
Bouchet. I must tell her.

Oh, no, Meg, no!
She might not like it.

I have to tell her.
She has to know everything too.

But maybe it won't do any good, uh...

Maybe from what I hear, she's not
interested in the ballet anymore.

I don't care, she has to know.
Everybody has to know everything.

I say again what I said
last night, ma'am.

You're a beautiful lady.

But Fred, if Miss Bouchet sees you,
won't it be embarrassing?

Honey, Miss Bouchet couldn't see me
if I was right under her nose.

I'm so glad. I was sure
you and she were...

We were.

But the other day she got talking
to a little monkey in the outfit.

- A crazy little creature.
- A midget, huh?

No, no, a little girl, a child.
Meg's her name.

What ever that child told her
that was the end of me.

Good luck!

I'm nervous. I feel like I'm dancing
my first ballet.