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'Bravo!'

'Bravo!'

Young man,
that was a beautiful melody.

Why haven't I heard it before?

Because, my dear friend,
I only wrote it last night.

- Well, it was very good.
- Good? It was magnificent.

You owe 8.50 Francs
for the wine.

Our bargain was one concert
for one dinner without wine.

Now, our bargain, my dear sir,
was music in exchange

for indigestion. We have both
fulfilled our contract.

You are not going until you pay
me 8.50 Francs.

The man is money mad.

If you don't pay,
I send for the police.

Well, have them arrest me,
for eating your horse meat.

Pig! I served you chicken.
Breast, wing, chicken!

Horse meat.

You won't pay for the wine
and insult my food, will you?

Gimme back my music
you horse killer.

Joseph!

- How do you do?
- This cab's occupied.

- Beautiful.
- Driver! Driver!

Allow me. Psst.

- You see.
- I see.

He congratulates you.
He approves.

He would.
He's an idiot.

But romantic.

Driver, driver, take me
to the Pension--

- La Tour!
- La Fitte!

Thank you. I just wanted to know
where you live.

Oh. Very clever.

But you won't like the La Fitte,
Miss, uh, Sheridan.

- Oh. So, you can read.
- Six languages.

But the language of love
is universal.

Lovely name, Shirley.
Mine is Victor Florescu.

Very interesting.

Pension La Fitte.

Oh, but, Ms. Sheridan, it's
a terrible hole that La Fitte.

Now, the La Tour is the finest
Pension in Brussels.

Clean, comfortable, congenial
people. I live there myself.

Oh, how interesting.

Pension La Fitte.

The roof leaks,
the coffee is chicory.

- I love chicory. La Fitte.
- La Tour. There are insects.

- La Fitte.
- La Tour.

- La Fitte.
- La Tour.

LA FITTE!

Pension La Tour.

Pension La Fitte.

Do you hear that trio?

12 hours a day. That's what you
will have to put up with if you

move into the La Fitte.

They are deaf and dumb.
They play only for the exercise.

12 Francs.

Oh, no. Allow me.

- I won't allow you.
- I insist, you're my guest.

- 12 Francs.
- Will you go away?

Please Sheridan, everything
that I have is yours.

I'll even buy the cab for you.

- You wanna buy my Teresa?
- If the lady wishes.

- The lady wishes she never--
- You make big mistake. 102 HP!

- There.
- Strong!

And look at the seat,
real leather. And the horn..

Here, can you resist that horn?

Easily. Please, Sheridan.

Every morning you and I'll ride
Teresa through the park.

Sun will shine, birds will sing,
the flowers will dance.

- And I'll yell for the police.
- Oh, Ms. Sheridan.

I think I'll start yelling.
Let go of it. Oh!

You've ruined everything.

Get out of the way,
for heaven's sake.

Bring the rest of my things,
will you?

I'll pay you there.

I am taking the young lady's
things upstairs.

So, there are insects
in my house and the roof leaks.

The lady says, that's your tip!

You want to buy
my beautiful Teresa?

You may as well note now,
my friend.

I can't buy your Teresa,
I can't even pay your fare.

- I haven't a suit.
- Oh, no?

- What are you going to do?
- The young lady will pay.

- You don't want to do that.
- I want my 12 Franc.

Look here. Take anything
I've got, but please..

For the love of heaven,
don't ring that bell.

- You are in love?
- Terribly.

- What do you got to pay?
- My hat?

- My coat?
- It's not worth 3 Francs.

- My shoes?
- They won't fit me.

- My trousers?
- They crease in the front.

I like mine to crease
on the side.

- What's this?
- My portfolio.

- But I carry my music in it.
- I carry my lunch in it.

- Wait. I just want my music.
- No, no, no..

Idiot. My songs
are no use to you.

I give 'em back for 12 Franc.

- Why you, you!
- No, no, no.

That's not true.
My mother, she was a lady.

But how will I ever
find you again?

Nobody has got a horn
like my Teresa.

But where will you be? I can't
go listening all over Brussels.

Well, in the evening

I am generally at the fountain
of the Brussels Ball.

On the left side of the street,
opposite cafe of the Dead Rat.

You'll surely be there?

Nothing in life is sure.

Sometime I'm in the park.
Sometime I'm at the station.

Maybe I go back to Italy.
Who knows?

I am a philosopher.

- But how'll I have my music?
- You get 12 Francs.

You find me..

Professor Bertier.
This is an honor.

- Have you been waiting long?
- Only an hour, Victor.

I'll never forgive myself.

My teacher comes to see me
and I have an engagement.

- So, I see.
- Professor, I assure you--

You don't deserve the good news
I bring you.

Good news?

What'd you say if I told you
I've arranged

with Daudet to hear your music.

Daudet?

He's coming at five
to the Conservatoire.

Professor, I'm rich.
I'm famous!

I'm not finished.
If he likes your music, if..

If? Ho-ho.

He'll commission you
to write an operetta.

Oh, professor. Richard Strauss
is turning green with envy.

- My operetta in Paris.
- Yeah, but it's 3:30 now.

We just got time to order
the arrangements.

- Want me to play it for you?
- Yes, where's your portfolio?

- My portfolio.
- Where's your music?

'You lost your music.'

- I? Why, professor--
- 'Don't lie.'

It has something to do
with that chemise business.

Oh, Professor.

- What are you gonna play?
- My songs.

- Don't I know my own music.
- No!

Wait a minute. Hear it is.
Here is the theme.

Um..

- What theme? That isn't it.
- I'll get it. I know.

Uh. Here it is.

That's enough. I don't know
what you did with your music

- but you got to find it.
- I'll find it.

- Daudet comes at five.
- I'll be there with my music.

You can throw away the biggest
opportunity I can ever give you.

- You can also break my heart.
- Oh, professor.

That's all.

There. Take it all!

You butcher!
You tin-pan-alley composer!

You thief!

Oh, for the love of heaven,
stop that noise!

Stop it! Stop it!
Do you hear me?

Do I hear you?
I can hear you in Moscow!

Oh. Was it you who--

Operating a boiler factory, yes.

Oh, it was beautiful.
Such melody, such spirit.

Such tin pan, such butchery,
such boiler-works.

Anything else you can think of?

I? I haven't said a word.

I have been sitting here
in my studio, dreaming.

And the dream was so beautiful,
so real

that when I woke up
I found this.

It isn't mine. I bought it
to give to my aunt.

I came to return the property
of your dear old aunt.

- That's very kind of you.
- It's in good order.

Undamaged. I'm happy.

Darling.

Oh!

- Take my hand.
- I've got it.

This other hand, too.

Oh!

Isn't this lovely?

Oh, you're impossible.

You saved my life,
I forgive you.

- Well, then, please go.
- Through the window?

No, the door.

You permit me to heaven only to
kick me down to the other place.

Where you'd be more at home.

In that case,
I choose the window.

I hope you break your neck,
darling.

Such passion, such fire.

Do you want me to call
the concierge?

No. Let's be alone.

Oh, really. You're making me
miserable.

Am I making you miserable?
I'm sorry.

Well, then, go.

And you'll remember me as
the man who made you miserable.

I'll go only if you say,
"Victor, I forgive you."

Alright. Victor,
I forgive you.

- Now, will you go?
- You forgive me, Shirley?

- Yes, yes. I forgive you.
- We're friends?

- Yes, yes. We're friends.
- We're not friends.

Yes, we are.

Now, will you please go.

And from friendship to love

only one little step.

Shirley, we can no longer
be friends.

I adore you.
I'm mad about you.

I..

Shirley, may I claim
the privilege of a friend?

Are you still here?

It was only a suggestion..

- And if you must play that--
- Don't you like it?

Whoever wrote it was
an enemy of the people.

Well, thanks. I wrote it.

And I like it.
I like it very much.

♪ The night was made for love ♪

It's a beautiful melody,
but now, don't go down, go up.

♪ La-la ra-ro♪

♪ Ra ra-ra-ra ♪

So?

Are you trying to re-write
my music?

It's only a suggestion.

♪ La-ra ra-ro ♪

♪ Ra ra-ra-ra ♪

- Isn't that better?
- No!

You're right.
Your way is much better.

Of course, it is.

Melody more breezing, your way.

- Certainly.
- Smoother.

Of course.

♪ The night was made ♪

♪ For ♪

♪ Love ♪

- How true.
- Those are the lyrics.

♪ The night was made for love ♪

They fit perfectly.

♪ The night ♪♪ The night ♪

♪ Was made ♪♪ Was made ♪

♪ For love ♪♪ For love ♪

- Oh, but it is better.
- Are you sure?

Of course I am.

I'm glad. Then you're
not mad at me anymore.

- No, no. I am grateful to you.
- Now, we're really friends.

- Comrades.
- Collaborators.

♪ The night was made for love ♪
♪ The night was made for love ♪

♪ The night was made ♪
♪ The night was made ♪

♪ For ♪♪ For ♪

♪ Love ♪♪ Love ♪

My beautiful collaborator.
Darling.

Darling!

I'll be back.

Soon.

Stop! Stop!

Take me to the Conservatoire at
once. Daudet's waiting.

You are holding up the funeral.

- Where is my music?
- Where is my 12 Francs?

'Take me to the Conservatoire.
Daudet's waiting.'

'You're holding up the funeral!'

- 'Where's my music?'
- 'Where is my 12 Francs?'

'But I tell you, my word
of honor, I'll pay you.'

- Where is my music?
- Where is my 12 Francs?

I'll give you a 50, a 100.
After the audition.

- I'll be rich.
- Uh-huh.

You're detaining my late uncle.

- Oh, he has my music.
- 'He owes me 12 Francs.'

- You're a musician?
- Yes.

I'll advance you the 12 Francs.

- You will?
- I am interested in music.

Music seems to do something to
me. You know why I like music?

- No. Why?
- I don't know.

That's why I asked you.
You know, it's a peculiar thing.

Some people like music and other
people don't like music.

You said, you would
advance me the..

Oh. So, I did.

Getting back to what we were
talking about.

Oh, yes, my late uncle. I became
rich at a single stroke.

- My uncle had it two days ago.
- How would I thank you?

I'm not really rich. I just have
enough money now to get a harp.

You shall! You shall
play it for me someday.

I'm certainly looking forward
to that moment.

I shall remember you as the man
who saved my life.

Not at all.
Glad to have been of service.

- The 12 Francs?
- Oh, don't mention it.

- But you haven't given it.
- I haven't?

You put it back in your pocket.

- Don't try to hoodwink me.
- I assure you.

My uncle said
I was very gullible.

- For the love of heaven.
- Oh, don't get excited, here.

My music. Oh, here is my card.

Come and see me soon. And thanks
again for the 12 Francs.

Not at all.

Hope I have a chance to do
a favor for you sometime.

When you are in Paris,
professor, come and see me.

I'm sorry but I'm sure something
must have happened to him.

Oh, well, let's just forget
the young man.

You couldn't possibly wait
just not a few minutes

I know it's asking
a great deal but..

No, no, no, no, professor.
Au revoir.

- Stupid!
- Why you impertinent..

Why don't you look
where you're going?

- Victor, what have you done?
- Oh, I have been delayed.

- Has he been waiting long?
- Why, you little pup!

Are you still here?
We mustn't keep him waiting.

This is Monsieur Daudet.

Oh, I'm charmed.
I am Victor Florescu.

I remember the name
and the face.

You're not going away
without hearing my music.

I shall deprive myself
of that pleasure.

Alright. I made an enemy today.
I lost my career today.

But I don't care. I'm happy.

Today, I found the most glorious
girl in the whole world.

I kissed her. What's a career?
I tell you she smiled at me.

She slapped me.

I'll give all your music,
all your art, all your success

for one of her smiles.

I'll give you money, fame,
what do they mean to me?

Today, I found love.

- I'll listen to your music.
- You will?

- Merci..
- Thank you.

Pardon, will you tell me where
I can find professor Bertier?

Shh!

- Prof. Bertier, where can I--
- Shh!

I won't shh.

Shh!

- He's coughing.
- 'Who?'

Daudet.

- Daudet is coughing.
- Daudet is coughing.

- Daudet is coughing.
- Ah-h.

He's coughing again.

Look out. Look out.

- He's coughing, professor?
- Yes.

- He has a cold?
- No.

- He doesn't like it?
- No, no, he's eaten pretzels.

- Pardon me, Professor Bertier?
- Yes.

- I'm Shirley Sheridan.
- How do you do?

I've just arrived from New York.

- I hope you had a nice trip.
- Daudet's coughing again.

If a woman can make a man
forget his career she

- must be a woman in a thousand.
- In a million!

Admire her.
Thank you.

♪ The breeze kissed your hair ♪

♪ Knowing your were fair ♪

♪ And all the
night seemed to woo ♪

♪ I want-ed to ♪

♪ But I did not dare ♪

♪ You filled me with despair ♪

♪ One moment alone ♪

♪ That's all we have love ♪

♪ And yes it's in paradise ♪

♪ Hath opened it's door.. ♪

Go back to your work,
all of you!

Who's up there?
Come down this minute.

'Charming.'

- Come down this minute!
- 'But I can't!'

Allow me.

- I really feel very foolish.
- On the contrary.

You interrupted a
very important audition.

Not at all.
The audition is over.

Now I know why I came
to Brussels.

Oh, Monsieur Daudet, allow me to
present Ms. Sheridan, my fiance.

Your what?
But I'm nothing of the sort.

It's alright for him to know.

But I'm not your fiance.
I'm no one's fiance.

Let me congratulate you.

It's delightful to find
a beautiful young woman

who is modern.

What are you going to do
about the opera?

- Opera?
- Yes. The operetta. My music.

- Oh, yes.
- You don't like it?

- Do you?
- I think it's superb!

He's a modest young man,
isn't he?

I'm speaking of my music,
not myself.

I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'll produce your operetta.

- Victor!
- Oh, professor!

And now, what can I do for you,
young lady?

For me?

Yes, what do you want
most in life?

Me.

Most in life, I want the
professor to listen to my music.

- I'd like to study here.
- Is that all?

And I've already arranged it.

Professor.

- Oh, goodbye Monsieur Daudet.
- Goodbye, my boy. Work hard.

And thanks again
for your kindness.

- Don't disappoint me.
- How could I disappoint you?

That's the spirit.

I don't want you to miss
your train.

There's another train tomorrow,
next week, next month.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

♪ The day has eyes for ♪

♪ Sweet delicate arms ♪

♪ But night time sighs for ♪

♪ Strong hungry arms ♪

♪ To lovingly hold you ♪

♪ While two lips on fire ♪

♪ Have ardently told you ♪

♪ Of sweet desire ♪

♪ For, like caressing ♪

♪ An empty glove ♪

♪ Is night without ♪

♪ Some love ♪

♪ The night ♪

♪ Was made ♪

♪ For love ♪

♪ The night ♪

♪ Was made ♪

♪ For love ♪

Delightful. Don't know when I've
heard a more charming melody.

- What?
- Of it's kind.

- Thank you.
- Isn't it marvelous?

- It has possibilities.
- Possibilities?

You have possibilities...
What possibilities.

- I have possibilities?
- Such possibilities.

I beg your pardon,
but a second ago, you said

"What possibilities."

Did I? Well, then, she has both.
What and such.

- What else have you written?
- Just one or two songs.

You've tried nothing serious.

I'm working on impressions
in a Harlem flat.

- What is that?
- I'll play it for you if I may.

- Please.
- Thank you.

- I've heard worse.
- I haven't.

If you leave the room now,
it will kill her.

You can't kill Americans.

Professor...advise her
to perfect her voice.

- Start a composition later.
- What is this girl to you?

Everything.

I'm sorry, you didn't like it,
professor, but thank you.

At least you were thinking
of my music.

I'm going to publish it.
I've faith in it.

I'll put a campaign behind
it that'll sweep Paris.

On such short acquaintance? I
really couldn't expect so much.

- Good for you, darling.
- From either of you.

Your campaign will, of course,
demand your personal attention

in Paris.

On the contrary, the
possibilities are in Brussels.

Come.

- Flowers.
- Oh!

- Ah, Sheridan?
- Yes.

Well, there's a note
that goes with them.

- Oh, really?
- Silliest thing you ever read.

Have you read it?

Oh, sure, I-I read
all the messages.

I like to know what's going on.

"The night was made for love."

What?

Uh, that's what it says
in the note.

Oh, I think it's kinda stupid,
don't you?

On a night like this.

Still, I guess it's alright
if you do it inside.

- I told you the roof leaked.
- Well, I hadn't noticed it.

I'm perfectly comfortable,
thank you.

You see? Didn't I tell you?

But I came prepared.

I lived in this room once.

I slept in your bed.

Allow me.

- Once I was nearly drowned.
- Too bad.

I had to cling to that piano.

I think you better take your
umbrella and go home.

- You don't mean that, Shirley.
- Oh, but, I do.

Unless you can find
some more leaks.

Shirley..

Oh..

Oh, I just made an arrangement
of your song with rain.

Would you like to hear it?

- Um, no.
- Oh, please.

♪ The night was made for love ♪

Don't you like it?

I don't like any of
your arrangements.

Oh, and I slaved on it
all day for you.

Aren't you grateful?

Yes, but I'd be much more
grateful if you'd leave.

Don't you believe, a man may
meet a girl, let's say in a taxi

and know that he's found love?

Don't you believe, in one moment
two souls are united

just-just like that?

Shirley, lets be comrades,
share and share alike.

Live, love, laugh,
sing, eat, starve.

We'll be so happy.

Did you throw some
roses down at me?

Oh, I'm awfully sorry,
I didn't mean to.

It-it just happened.

Oh, it could've happened
to anybody.

- But you did throw them?
- Yes, I did.

Then you probably
didn't want them.

No, I didn't.

- I'm awfully sorry.
- Well, that's alright.

If you got a window in here,
I'll throw them out again.

No, thank you.
I'll take them.

Oh! How do you do?

- How do you do?
- I've been lookin' for you.

That's how I happened to be
passing when the roses came
down.

Tomorrow without fail,
you'll have your 12 Francs.

I don't want the money,
I want lessons on my harp.

I always say that fair exchange
is no robbery.

- I always say that.
- Tomorrow.

But I'm very anxious to learn.
I've got my harp outside.

Couldn't get it through
the door, I had the roses.

But now I haven't got the roses
anymore, have I?

Hello!

♪ Monsieurand mademoiselle ♪

♪ Congratulations ♪

Victor, bring her down!

Miss Sheridan, my comrades..

Victor, what did you
tell these people?

That I adore you.

They know we belong to each
other. You also know it.

Say it's true.
Please.

- Well, isn't it true?
- What?

You like him, don't you?
You don't dislike him.

Then you must like him.

She's rather noncommittal.

She's nice
and generous and, uh..

- And so forth?
- And so forth.

- And so forth.
- And so forth.

Please.

Please.

♪ She didn't say yes
She didn't say no ♪

♪ He wanted to say
She thought he should go ♪

♪ She wasn't so sure
that he'd be good ♪

♪ She wasn't even sure
that she'd be good ♪

♪ She wanted to rest
all cuddled and pressed ♪

♪ So coyly she took
one sly little look ♪

♪ Then something awoke
and smiled inside ♪

♪ Her heart began beating
wild inside ♪

♪ So what did she do ♪

♪ I'll leave it to you ♪

♪ She did just what
you'd do too ♪

Oh, Shirley, I want the whole
world to know it.

- But she didn't say yes.
- But she didn't say no.

Miss Sheridan,
a gentleman to see you.

- Me?
- A gentleman.

Pardon me!

Not you!

I want to ask your advice.

- Mine?
- Yes.

- About what?
- About a man.

A man in his prime. A man
of considerable experience.

A man of the world, in fact.

Sees a young woman who interests
him, who intrigues him.

Yes.

This man can offer
the young woman everything

fame, money, luxury.

You understand he respects the
young woman, he worships her.

But he's afraid of the approach.

- Exactly.
- Well...he needn't be.

Ha-ha. He wasn't, really.

I understand lots of girls would
jump at the opportunity.

True, but they don't
interest him.

And he doesn't interest her,
unfortunately.

Then...I came too late.

Perhaps.

The young man, of course.

Believe me, my dear. Young men
are selfish. Egotistical.

- Maybe you're right.
- Occasionally.

You wouldn't hesitate
to sacrifice everything in life

that makes it worthwhile.

But if he were to make
a sacrifice for you..

- Oh, he wouldn't?
- Ha-ha. Never.

Shirley, darling.

Monsieur Daudet,
still in Brussels?

As a matter of fact we're
leaving for Paris, tonight.

- You are?
- You and I.

We've got to get to work on
Victor's operetta at once.

Oh, but I'm not
leaving Brussels.

Oh, but, my dear fellow,
you are.

You are either leaving
Brussels with me

or there'll be no operetta.

I see.

You don't want Victor to lose
the opportunity of a lifetime--

- When are you leaving?
- At midnight.

- What station?
- Gateaux..

- Bon voyage.
- But, Victor, you mustn't!

I won't be leaving.

Comrades, the great Daudet
is here.

He needs a new composer,
new music, new talent!

The opportunity of a life time!

- Daudet!
- Monsieur Daudet!

- Monsieur Daudet!
- Daudet!

♪ La Nuit Il Faut Amour ♪

♪ La Nuit Il Faut Amour ♪

Victor.

- Yes, dear?
- Come here, Victor.

Just a moment.

Sleepy head.

- Do you know what time it is?
- Hmm.

Oh, no.
And I don't even care.

Mm, I had such a lovely dream.

I dreamed of you all night.

- Tell me.
- Mm.

I dreamed we were so rich

you went around
in a golden jacket.

- And nothing else?
- I don't think so.

- It's three o'clock.
- In the morning?

In the afternoon.

- Oh, what day?
- Wednesday.

- Do you know the date?
- 14th of September.

- What year is it?
- 1933. What about it?

Nothing. I love you.

- I won't answer.
- Neither will I.

It's Daudet.

Good afternoon, Daudet.

Oh, yes, I'm very happy.

I say, I'm very happy.
With the song.

'Yes, I'll have it for you
this afternoon without fail.'

'Goodbye.'

And I suppose I'll have to play
the host to your guests.

Oh, yes, please do. And leave me
alone to finish this song.

I don't know what to do with it.

♪ Ra-la-la-ra.. ♪

♪ Naughty man at will thee make
mischief in her eyes ♪

♪ I see he will squeeze her arm
press her little knee ♪

♪ Buzzing around
fair charm ♪

By Miss Sheridan.

♪ Like a busy bee
That's alright ♪

That's as far as I can go.

♪ But when
at the marquee.. ♪

That's very good.

♪ When her tears
and cheers are ♪

♪ Plenty near his heart ♪

Darling.

♪ I'm very glad
I saved it in ♪

♪ High and dry looking
on the love parade ♪

Looking on the love parade.

- Gaily going by?
- Gaily going by.

♪ Looking on the love parade
gaily going by ♪

- Elaborate.
- Comrade.

Sweetheart.

♪ Two by two,
two by two ♪

♪ So goes the love parade ♪

♪ Then one up me with you ♪

♪ Why should we be afraid ♪

♪ I would rather watch
the other fellow ♪

♪ Strolling down lover's lane ♪

♪ Watch him going across
a meadow ♪

♪ With love life on the brain ♪

♪ Watch the love parade
gaily going by ♪

♪ Naughty man and willing maid
mischief in her eyes ♪

Make a wish.

About what?

- That this one will go big.
- Oh, with all my heart.

Oh, darling, now you must go
and take care of those guests.

Would you terribly
mind if I didn't?

Why not?

I haven't done any work
for weeks.

I'm not in the mood
for seeing people.

But, Victor, I've invited
someone today, who can help you.

- Whom?
- Odette.

- For what?
- For your operetta.

She wants a comeback.
Her husband's scandalously rich.

She has a beautiful voice.
She's made for your part.

But, Shirley, I've tried to
finish it here and I can't.

Don't you like this place?

Everything I wear,
everything I eat, all is yours.

But, darling, we agreed
to share, and share alike.

Yes, and what have I
to share with you? My poverty?

You wanna go back to Brussels?

At least when I was there,
I worked.

We can go back to
the La Fitte, La Tour.

I don't care which. Back to
the attic where the roof leaks.

Darling.

I wouldn't dream of it.

- Well, well, what's this!
- Good afternoon, Daudet.

A houseful of guests
and no host or hostess.

I've done the best I could.

I'll take care of them,
thank you.

Victor, you'll be nice
to Odette, won't you?

Where's my song?

Right here.
I hope you like it.

I like the title.

- Daudet.
- Yes.

I'm going back to Brussels
with Victor.

- Yes?
- Mm-hmm.

He can't work here.
He's not happy here.

Why not let Victor
go back alone?

No, I couldn't do that.

Why not?

I'm so terribly in love
with that man.

Really?

I don't wanna hear
Ms. Sheridan's music.

I want to hear yours. What about
The Cat and The Fiddle?

Play this for Odette, hmm?

With pleasure.

New love is old.
You believe that?

It all depends.

♪ When two alluring eyes ♪

♪ When two reassuring eyes
implore you ♪

♪ And when you understand ♪

♪ Sweet arms full of
wonder stand before you ♪

♪ Take what she
offers and be gay ♪

♪ Love hates a
man who runs away ♪

♪ Heartache and lips
can smile at thoughts ♪

♪ That recall another day ♪

♪ She brings you a new smile ♪

♪ For new lovers do smile ♪

♪ She tempts you
and you smile ♪

♪ A new love is told ♪

♪ She brings you
some new thrills ♪

♪ Some tender
and true thrills ♪

♪ But after a few thrills ♪

♪ Your new love is old ♪

- I was told to be nice to you.
- Why?

Because you're so
scandalously rich.

You can't insult me.
I worked hard for that money.

Come on. I want you
to meet my husband.

Rudy, this is Victor Florescu,
who's written that perfectly

gorgeous operetta Ms. Sheridan
was telling us about.

Oh, yes, another
music monger, huh?

Seems like I'm always meeting
these music mongers.

Charmed.

Do you know,
"Pop Goes The Weasel"?

- Now, there's a song.
- It's the only song he knows.

I know it.
I can play it for you.

- What instrument do you play?
- I play the harp.

I brought it along for
just such an emergency.

Do you mean to tell me, you came
here just to play that thing?

I thought I'd get
a little drunk too.

I'm terribly sorry but he has
absolutely no ear for music.

Would you like to hear,
"Pop Goes The Weasel"?

Thank you so much.
Some other time.

Why not play your
operetta for me?

I wanna go back to the stage.

Why not come back in something
you've already done?

"The Merry Widow" for instance.

I want to come back
in something new.

Have you changed your mind about
that "Pop Goes The Weasel"?

No, thank you.

Well, in case you do, just let
me know, I'll be around.

You will come, won't you?

My dear lady,
you are very charming.

You have a glorious voice,
the toast of Paris.

It'd be an honor
to have you in my work

but the opera isn't done,
it's not finished.

Thank you just the same.

Now will you excuse me, please?

- Charming party.
- Yes, isn't it?

- Have you a light?
- Yes.

You made quite
an impression on Odette.

Delighted.

Would you kindly hear me
play the harp?

No.

- Allow me.
- Oh, thank you.

Mm-hmm, with Odette, your
operetta stands a great chance.

If there were an operetta.

You're telling me
you haven't done any work?

You're telling me
you don't know it?

Well, that's too bad.
What's wrong?

Laziness.

No, my boy, I know what's wrong.

There are too many
distractions here for you.

Instead of furthering
your own career

you're absorbing Shirley's.

May I ask why
this sudden interest?

- I'm fond of you, Victor.
- I never suspected that.

And I have great faith
in your talent.

Nor that.

- Very well, I'll be frank.
- That'll be a relief.

Shirley wants to drop everything
and go back to Brussels

where the atmosphere
pleases you.

- Did she tell you that?
- She's in her room packing.

Packing?

I can make Shirley an
international figure.

But I'm in the way.

- You are.
- Very much?

Very much.

You want her to give up
all this to wash dishes?

That would never do, she's not
good at that. She breaks them.

Do you want her to give up
everything that a beautiful

and talented woman is entitled
to, just to wait on you.

Do you understand what I mean?

Perfectly. You want me
to give her up.

Well, are you gonna let her
wreck her career?

Why not?

Other women have done
more for love.

Bon voyage, monsieur.
So sudden you're leaving.

We are not going.

- Going places?
- Mm-hmm, going Brussels.

Pension La Fitte,
Pension La Tour.

And I'm taking my
own umbrella, too.

I'm afraid you won't like
leaky roofs after this.

Nonsense. We'll find Teresa
and that silly horn.

How does it go?

How does it go?

Honk, honk, honk.

And that funny driver.

He was a bad salesman.

- A 102 horsepower, strong, huh!
- And the seat's real leather.

We'll make him drive us
all over Brussels.

I won't leave the station
'til you do find him.

But you had said
he was an idiot.

And you had said
he was romantic.

- Shirley.
- Yes?

Has it ever
occurred to you that..

...I might not
want you to go with me?

Don't say that, Victor.

Not even in fun.

But in Brussels,
I'll still be your guest.

Oh, no, you wouldn't.

Victor..

...will you marry me?

I'm afraid I would make
a very bad husband.

Have you ever been one?
Then how do you know?

It's too monotonous.

A man, an artist
needs change, variety

otherwise there is
no inspiration.

I don't believe that.

Of course, I'm not an artist.
I'm a woman.

That's why we look at
things so differently.

Now you want marriage, next
you'll want a home, children--

Of course.

Can you imagine me,
Victor Florescu with a family?

- Boy, it's laughable.
- But I don't understand you.

Oh, Victor, don't let
your pride come between us.

Today happens to be my day.

Tomorrow will be your success.
Doesn't matter who's lucky now.

But it isn't that. All my life
I've loved and be loved.

A lovely interlude,
an experience, but

when it's over, it's over.

Just-just something
to remember at the moment

and...then on to a new one.

Why, yes.

Have you, have you arranged
for your new experience?

I'll let it happen. I must look
to my own success first.

- Of course.
- But, don't you see?

Odette is thinking of
backing my operetta.

If I fancy, she'll do it. If not
well, you know how women are.

Oh, yes,
I'm learning...fast.

All new love becomes old,
Shirley.

I've written a song about ours.

Song.

Would you like to hear it?

Mm-hmm.

Yes, I'd...like to hear it.

♪ She brings you a new smile ♪

♪ For new lovers do smile ♪

♪ She tempts you and you smile ♪

♪ A new love is told ♪

♪ She brings you
some new thrills ♪

♪ Some tender and true thrills ♪

♪ But after a few thrills ♪

♪ Your new love is old ♪

♪ If you're for me,
then I'm for you ♪

♪ What more is
there to say ♪

♪ The rattle of the drum
and the flute goes high.. ♪

♪ When you feel
you got to share ♪

♪ Of the blues
and black despair ♪

♪ Just repeat this
maiden's prayer ♪

♪ Ra-ta-ta ♪

♪ Ta-dum-dum-dum ♪

♪ Which means that
you are all for me ♪

♪ And I am all for you ♪

Start from the ballet
and run through. Ready!

Charles, you can play your harp.

Odette!

Mademoiselle Odette.

Madame wants to see you in her
dressing room right away.

- What's happened?
-Madame says it's important.

'Come.'

Odette.

This is our only chance to
rehearse without interference.

I know my part.
Is that all you can think of?

- Yes.
- How young you are.

I admire and respect
your husband too much--

You're a liar.

Odette, I like you tremendously,
but I don't love you.

Who mentioned love?
I was in love once.

So I married Rudy for security.

But I deserve a little
happiness now and then.

But the show opens
tomorrow night.

Yes, the show opens tomorrow
night thanks to me.

- Aren't you grateful?
- Of course I am.

I'm tremendously grateful.
I don't know how to thank you.

That's evident.

- 'Call for Odette.'
- Oh, alright.

Help me up. If you don't,
I won't get up.

I mean it.

- Why?
- I'm in love with someone else.

Is that enough?

Oh! Come in, darling.

Victor and I were
rehearsing the love scene.

- Yes, I came back too soon.
- But, I assure you.

I didn't want you to
go back to the stage.

I know I should never
have permitted it.

Why, darling, you're
being absurd.

An old man in love with
a beautiful woman is absurd.

- You have my word of honor.
- You're young, I'm not.

You're attractive, I'm not.
But I wanna keep my wife.

And the only way I can do it is
to keep her out of the theater.

So you must decide
what you want.

The theater or your husband,
such as he is.

You're taking your wife
out of the show?

Show...that's finished.

Odette, I'll be in the car.

I'll wait five minutes.
Make your choice.

I'm sorry, Victor.

We could have been very happy,
if you'd been...discreet.

- You can't go.
- I don't want to.

I'd like to sing again.

How do I know I'd be a success?

The public may have
grown tired of me.

May have forgotten me entirely.

My husband's very kind to me.

I need him.

The show means everything to me.

You're young, you'll
have other shows.

Goodbye, Victor.

- Mr. Florescu?
- Yes.

Monsieur Bertier tells me he's
no longer with the production.

Without his guarantee, I must
have one week's rent in advance.

- Ten thousand Francs.
- But why?

The show is going
to be a success.

Every composer thinks his show
is gonna be a great success.

- And yet, there are failures.
- Bring me a blank check.

- Do you have the money?
- Of course.

But you haven't got
the ten thousand.

If the show's a success,
the check'll be good.

If it isn't?

Then I cannot go
back to Shirley.

If I can't,
I might as well be in jail.

On what bank?

- What bank would you like?
- Bank Deno.

That's as good as any.

You're sure this check is good?

If it isn't, you know the law.

Yes, Monsieur Florescu.
I do.

I don't like the way
he said that.

Attention, everybody.

Attention! Attention!

It's written in the stars that
The Cat And The Fiddle

will be a great success.

But I feel I must tell you
that Monsieur Bertier

has withdrawn his support
from the show.

Nevertheless,
we'll open as scheduled.

I need your help.

I want it. I know I'll have it.
That's all. Thank you.

- Just one little question.
- Yes?

Monsieur Bertier guaranteed
us two weeks' salary.

Well, I'm in no
position to do that.

But I'll share my
profits with you all.

I can't gamble, I have a
wife and two children.

- But..
- Sorry.

You'll stand by me.

Nothing would give me greater
pleasure than to stay with you.

- I knew it.
- It isn't fair to the boys.

Before I carry this
lamp any further

I wanna know what
the rest think.

I'll stay.
I don't mind no salary.

Just so I get it regularly.

- I'll stay, Victor.
- Thank you.

I'll stay.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you a thousand times!

Everybody dismissed.
Back at 8 o'clock.

Eight o' clock, don't forget.

Why so gloomy?

Just thinking about
that new pair of shoes

- that I'm not gonna get.
- I'm not worried.

- I know. They're for my feet.
- Forget it! This is Paris.

Look.

No shoes today,
Rolls-Royces tomorrow.

Say, who was it that said that?

"No shoes today, Rolls-Royces
tomorrow." Oh, it was you.

This show is gonna
be a great success.

When it is, I can
go back to Shirley.

A newspaper a day keeps
the shoemaker away.

That was me that said that.

'Paris wont let us stay,
but we must work fast.'

'There's something
you ought to know.'

We need a leading man
and a leading woman.

I'll get the man,
you get the woman.

Go see every manager in town.
Here's the score.

There's something else
you gotta know.

What is it, Charles? An
orchestra? Thought of that too.

Professor and his students.
They are my friends.

Hello?

I want the Conservatory of Music
in Brussels.

Oh, Charles will you please
go and do what I tell you.

Professor Bertier.

What?

A hundred Francs?

Waiver the charges.

I'll call for you
in an hour, dear.

Alright.

Why, Charles!

- Good afternoon.
- I haven't seen you in a while.

Won't you sit down.

- We have to sit down quick.
- I'm sorry.

Tell me all about yourself?
Are you married yet?

- No, but I'm engaged.
- That's as good as married.

Oh, it's much better.
I see you're moving.

- I'm to be married tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?

Mmm-hm. I'm going
to be very happy.

- Means I can't play the harp.
- Why not?

- You see I counted on you.
- On me?

I can't play the harp,
unless we have a show.

Can't have a show
without a leading woman.

You know most of the score.

- "The Cat And The Fiddle."
- There's only one new song.

Try To Forget.

I don't want to hear it.

Take it away, boys.

But Ms. Sheridan..

Ms. Sheridan, you got to
do something about it.

- But it doesn't concern me.
- You can't feel that way.

I do.

Shirley, you don't want Victor
to get into trouble.

- He'll take care of himself.
- No, he won't.

He gave a bad check.
He's going to jail.

The producer walked out on him.
He was desperate--

I'm not interested.

Ms. Shirley, you've
got to listen to me.

I tell you I'm not interested.
Just a moment please.

- It's a splendid book.
- Yes, it must be.

Probably the work of genius.

This is not a
passenger elevator.

Don't you care to
hear the new melody?

- No, thank you.
- It's a great title.

Marvelous. Couldn't write it
while I was there.

No, he couldn't.
The lyrics are lovely too.

Try to forget all
that you've meant to me.

I beg your pardon, but this
is a freight elevator.

You were in his heart
when he wrote that.

♪ The night that you met me ♪

♪ You went on and let me believe
that you'd want me to care ♪

♪ I could not doubt you
for something about you ♪

♪ Seemed fair and square ♪

♪ Your love voice was calling
I felt myself falling ♪

♪ I thought I knew you
so gave myself to you there ♪

♪ But now, I've lost
your heart somehow ♪

♪ Try to forget, won't you ♪

♪ All you have meant to me ♪

♪ And all I've
meant to you too ♪

♪ I'm sending back to you ♪

♪ The things you
sent to me ♪

♪ Your daydreams
Your gay dreams ♪

♪ Your glad dreams ♪

♪ Your mad dreams ♪

♪ Yet, don't forget, will you ♪

♪ That memories haunt me too ♪

♪ Here's what
they'd want me to do ♪

♪ To go on just doing ♪

♪ My best to forget ♪

♪ So I will ♪

♪ Remember you ♪

Monsieur, Monsieur..
Monsieur Florescu!

Yes. Yes, yes?

Monsieur Florescu,
tell me have you--

- Do you have to do that?
- That's good luck, Sir.

- Have you a leading woman?
- Carmine.

- A leading man?
- He's here.

- You?
- I couldn't find anyone else.

- More good luck?
- Double good luck.

- 'Victor!'
- Professor!

- Victor.
- How are you?

I knew you wouldn't fail me.

Victor! Victor!

Why, everybody's here. I hope
the Conservatory--

We closed it and
took the first train.

- Did you get the score?
- We sat up all night.

- Copying the parts.
- All night long.

- Not so loud, not so loud.
- People in the theater.

- Did you get a leading lady?
- I've got one.

But I don't know
how good she is.

Please, better we get ready.
There's no time.

- Come on.
- Professor.

- 'Fifteen minutes!'
- She's heading in now.

- Who?
- The leading woman.

- She's here?
- Who is she?

I had quite a time
persuading her.

- Is she singing?
- Just warming up.

- Victor, I'm happy tonight.
- So am I.

Professor, do you
remember a Ladia Ringle?

Of course. She was a star
when I was a child.

- She was lovely.
- That's very interesting.

May I present Ladia Ringle.
Mr. Florescu. Professor Bertier.

And Mr. Ringle.

'I understood the part
was for a young girl.'

- It's a love story, a romance!
- I've taken care of that.

I've changed it all around.
Instead she plays your mother.

- What?
- Don't you get it?

Mother love.
It's a big novelty.

Gentlemen, you're disappointed.
I don't fit the part?

I think she'll be sensational.

You know, a boy's
best friend is his mother.

This is impossible!

- But, Victor.
- Imbecile!

I know she's old, but
she's got good references.

The pretty ones couldn't sing.
I played it with Shirley.

Shirley?

I told her you gave a bad check.

I told her you'd go to jail. I
told her your life was at stake

but she said she's gonna marry
Daudet tomorrow morning.

- It isn't true.
- I tried to tell you yesterday

when I saw it in the paper.

Monsieur Florescu,
it's 8:25.Time for the overture!

Victor, please.

Forgive me, professor, but you
don't know how funny it is.

- The joke's on me.
- Monsieur Florescu.

- No performance tonight.
- No performance?

You can't do that. You need
two performances to pay me.

If you call the show off, I'll
let the law take its course.

- Send me to jail. Who cares?
- Alright.

Victor, you can play
two performances.

The critics or the managers
will hear you.

What for? I'll never
write another note.

You got to go on,
Victor, for me.

It's no use, Professor.
It's no use.

Use? My students and I spent
our last pennies getting here.

We've gambled everything on you.

Are you going to desert us?
Leave us here stranded in Paris?

No, Professor.
Charles, you're the prompter.

- I can't play the harp?
- Not tonight.

- Professor, start the overture.
- Good.

I'll have to take care of that.

'Overture.'

'Come in.'

Triple good luck.

♪ This is the day
when the masses ♪

♪ They rally round
for a look at the king ♪

♪ Dance all you lads
and you lasses ♪

♪ You know that laughter
and song is the thing ♪

♪ Come everyone
to your classes ♪

You better come up
and see Mrs. Ringles.

- What's the matter?
- She has a sore throat.

Sore throat?

Whenever she has a sore throat,
she gargles with rum.

- Rum?
- She swallowed a little.

I'll see you later.

I think she's dead.

- I think she's drunk.
- Dead drunk.

I'm no good. I'm no
longer beautiful.

I'm a grandmother.

Is that so? I didn't
know that. Congratulations.

Well, that settles it.
Bring down the curtain.

- How about this check?
- Just call for the police.

Get the police.

Wait!

What's that?

Can it be..

Wait a minute.
You'll ruin the show.

- I don't care about the show.
- I do.

- It's Shirley!
- I don't care.

- She was sent from heaven.
- I had a little to do with it.

♪ But after a few thrills ♪

♪ Our new love is old ♪

Shirley, darling!

How could I have believed,
even for a moment

that you were going
to marry someone else?

But I am.
Tomorrow.

Shirley!

Shirley! Don't say those
things, even in fun.

I'm the one to do
the walking out this time

after I've saved you from jail.

Shirley! Please!

- Slip my costume.
- Shirley, darling.

When I hurt you, it was
because I love you.

-Oh, Monsieur Florescu..
- Quickly. I've got to change.

Who cares about the next scene,
the next moment, anything.

All that matters is
that you and I are here.

And I am here.
You look charming, darling.

You were marvelous,
sweetheart. Wonderful.

Perhaps I better explain
why Shirley is here.

Why? There's nothing to explain.

You knew I needed you
and you came.

- She came because I insisted.
- You insisted on it?

You insisted that Shirley should
save my operetta,my life?

Of course, I didn't want
Shirley to reproach herself.

You'd be a ghost between us.

Now, when she's rescued you,
she can despise you.

Isn't that right, darling?

Yes, dear.

- I don't believe it.
- Five minutes, Ms. Sheridan.

Five minutes? My costume?
I have to change.

- Unhook it.
- Just a minute.

- My fiancee wishes to change.
- I've got to run over my lines.

Will you go please?

You forget that
Ms. Sheridan and I were..

The situation with you is
different, Monsieur Daudet.

- Why you.
- We have to go over our lines.

I can hold the book.

Please, Jules, do you
mind cueing me?

Start with the interior
of the castle.

Go on, begin.

'The scene where the king
makes me a countess.'

Something about the theater
has gotten into my blood.

It makes such interesting men.

Will you begin please?

You should know the lines
of your own silly play.

It isn't a silly play,
and I don't know the lines.

About those five minutes
I mentioned.

There's just two of them left.

Jules dear, please.

Rudolph and his lieutenant
were greeted by the people

and Annette.

Oh, Rudolph, I'm so
glad you've come.

I've great news
for you, darling.

You're to be made a captain.
You'll receive a captain's pay.

Well, that's your cue,
Monsieur Florescu.

I've heard the news.

I wanted to be the
first to tell you.

I want to be the first to
tell you I can't accept.

Can't accept? But what
of our dreams, hopes

and plans for the future

when you'll be made a captain,
and we could get married?

- For the day when--
- Rudolph goes left

away from Annette.

The day when I would
earn a captain's pay

and a promotion by
my own efforts

not through your favor
with the king.

Everything I've done,
I've done for you.

You have achieved
something, and I haven't.

We can never be happy,
and the king knows it.

Don't you see, Shirley darling.
That's how it was with us.

I would have lost
your respect and your love.

You're getting away
from the play.

I wouldn't be dependent on you.
I know I hurt you.

But I wanted to save our love.

Curtain's up.

That line's about as original
as this silly play.

Shirley!

I won't let you give up
your career for my sake.

I pretended I wanted to leave
you, I was wrong.

You deserted her
when she needed you.

We would have been so much
happier without success

without anything,
but each other.

Ms. Sheridan, you
just have a second.

Shirley, you must understand.

Our lives depend on it.
Don't you understand?

♪ I bring you a song
in the spring time ♪

♪ I sing a song to
the king in the morn' ♪

Oh, Charles.
She loves me.

Yes, I can see that.

Get a lot of flowers
in her dressing room.

Roses, hundreds and
millions of them.

Million? That might
take me a few minutes.

Hurry.

♪ I will forget your love ♪

♪ And all it meant to be ♪

♪ Or that I meant to be ♪

♪ I'll tear every new love ♪

♪ 'Til your love is true ♪

♪ And I've forgotten ♪

♪ You ♪

No, no.

I can't.

Lieutenant..

...Annette is not at the tree.

- She won't be there anymore.
- No? Oh.

You see, she passed me by.

I'm so sorry to hear it.

♪ I watched the love parade ♪

♪ Gaily going by ♪

♪ Naughty man and willing maid ♪

♪ And I wonder why ♪

♪ I watched the love parade ♪

♪ Passing through my soul ♪

♪ Naughty man and willing maid ♪

♪ Loved one, where are you ♪

♪ Long long ago ♪

♪ When we we met
near thou tree ♪

♪ You promised me ♪

♪ You'll be waiting
here ever more ♪

♪ That was long ago
I heard you sing ♪

♪ And it was spring
when the love was king ♪

♪ How was I to know
your love would die ♪

♪ And we will say
our last goodbye ♪

♪ Love never dies ♪

♪ But a constant control ♪

♪ Deep in my heart ♪

♪ Love is all I need ♪

♪ One moment alone ♪

♪ It's ecstasy known ♪

♪ And yours for eternity ♪