All language subtitles for JUSTINE _ A Private Affair

♪ Innocent and lovely ♪

♪ You're all a girl should be ♪

♪ You're so ripe and playful ♪

♪ The perfect fantasy ♪

♪ Let me be the one just you ♪

♪ Let me be the first just you ♪

♪ To have you ♪

♪ And hold you ♪

♪ When you close your eyes ♪

♪ Your life becomes a dream ♪

♪ You're a woman wanted ♪

♪ To satisfy her needs ♪

♪ You can count on me just ♪

♪ To give you what you want just ♪

♪ To have you ♪

♪ And make you my sleep ♪

♪ Just you ♪

♪ You may believe there's danger ♪

♪ Someone captures you ♪

♪ You're the unclaimed treasure ♪

♪ I come to rescue ♪

♪ You can count on me just ♪

♪ To give you what you want just ♪

♪ To have you ♪

♪ And need you ♪

♪ Open up your eyes just you ♪

♪ Time to realize just you ♪

♪ I'm here for you ♪

♪ I love you ♪

[ Cheers and applause ]

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-Reese! -Hmm?

Madame Souvrais, I was just...

I know exactly what you were doing.

Forget about your business.

Yes, madame.

Justine.

Yes, Madame Souvrais?

Aren't you supposed to be at Professor Rupson's lecture?

I'm sorry, madame. I'm on my way.

[ Knocking ]

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It was extensively excavated back in 1809,

before the Gulf War started.

Many finds of great archaeological importance were made,

but...

Sorry, Professor Rupson.

I was up late last night studying.

It's all right, Justine.

So, as I was saying,

despite these finds,

no evidence ever turned up

of the legendary treasure of Hadith.

But recently, fresh evidence was uncovered

in the foothills of the Daram Desert.

Now, I hope to fly out and take a look at this new evidence

and ask permission myself.

What is the treasure of Hadith?

Mostly religious artifacts,

but according to 9th-century Islamic writings,

it contained the Eye of Hajjal.

Yes, Justine?

Wouldn't his eye have decomposed since the 9th century?

The Eye of Hajjal is a diamond

looted from the great temple of what is now Damascus.

And in antiquity,

it is also called the Third Eye of God,

and it is said to be priceless.

Oh.

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I wish I could go to the desert with Professor Robeson.

How exciting.

Bedouins, sandstorms, ruins.

Sand, please.

Camel droppings, no showers, no thanks.

Marcy, you're so unromantic.

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[knocking]

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I'm sorry. I seem to be lost.

I'm looking for Professor Robeson.

Oh, Professor Robeson? He's in that next building.

I'll show you where he is, okay?

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Oh, my God.

Professor Robeson.

He's in great danger.

I'll get you a doctor.

Too late. Listen to me.

My name is Clark.

Sir Robert Clark.

You must find Robeson.

Warn him.

Warn him about the big sweep.

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Madame Soure.

Justine, what's the matter?

Where's Professor Robeson? He's not in his office.

He's on his way to Durham, I'd say.

There's only one thing to do.

[knocking]

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Even Zona?

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Even Zona, I'm told that you're in need to sheik Mahmud.

People say many things.

With me, it is perhaps, perhaps not.

[laughs]

I must speak with him.

Speak with his secretary.

Urgently.

I will see that your name is put on the list of petitioners.

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I must see him today.

It is said, "Gifts are like gifts from the gods

for those who thirst power."

[laughs]

Yes, Miss. Professor Robeson is a guest here.

I must speak with him immediately.

Oh, I see. Well, I believe he's napping.

Perhaps you can come back around supper?

Please, I'm one of his students.

Bring something?

It has happened before, I assure you.

A beautiful tourist.

A nice flight attendant.

One day touring the old country.

The next day mysteriously disappeared.

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[laughs]

It's very important.

All right, wait here.

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The sheik has a certain hunger for, shall I say,

tasty morsels?

[laughs]

And this gift would buy me an audience?

Sir, even a camel knows which way his spit will fly.

And sometimes he takes care for lame.

[laughs]

[laughs]

[laughs]

[laughs]

Excuse me, Miss.

I couldn't help but overhear you.

I happen to know where Professor Robeson is right now.

If you'll follow me.

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[laughs]

Oh, she was just here.

Most important, she said.

A beautiful young girl.

Yeah, perhaps she stepped outside, eh?

Hmm.

[grunting]

Go on, take off your robe.

No sign of her, but if she comes back,

tell her I'll be returning this afternoon.

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[grunting]

[laughs]

[grunting]

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Sheikh Mahmud, I am most grateful for your time.

Welcome to my home, Professor Robeson.

Please, sit down.

Fatima, what kind?

I must forgive my indulgence with the costumes, Professor.

I have a sentimental weakness for the old ways,

especially with my women.

[laughs]

My grandfathers had the right idea of how to live, eh?

Good food, fine clothes, obedient wives.

So you want to excavate a site on my family's land, Professor?

Well, I must stress the historical importance of this project.

Is it true you hope to find the treasure of Khajiif?

Well, from the evidence we've gathered so far,

my colleagues and I believe we may have a map to another treasure room.

So it's quite possible.

And with it, the Third Eye of God.

Well, if it exists, and if it does,

I would like to be the man to place it into your care.

Not into the care of some foreign museum

as half the treasures of Egypt were cared for?

Forgive me. An urgent matter has arisen.

Please allow my servants to entertain you in my absence.

I shall be but a moment.

This is Mr. Knight Vess Sire.

He has brought you a gift of the purest quality.

The purest quality, you say?

Like the driven snow.

Snow.

So lovely.

So rare in my country.

I'm charmed.

Take her. Bathe and anoint her.

But gently, with care.

Her spirit is mine.

I will not have a single blemish on her tender young flesh.

Your gift pleases me.

But I cannot accept unless I give something in return.

What is your pleasure?

[

Professor Robeson, I trust you were not bored while I was away?

Well, I thank you for your hospitality.

We were discussing the excavation.

Ah, yes. The quest for the Eye of Azhar.

You have my permission.

You won't regret it, Your Highness.

You'll have full reports...

My permission to excavate the site

in collaboration with Mr. Nyquist.

Mr. Nyquist is chairman of the Archaeological Institute

at St. James University.

I thought that was Sir Robert Clark.

Have you not heard?

Sir Robert was stabbed to death recently.

It was a terrible tragedy.

My God.

This will speed things up, will it not?

Two experts working together in concert.

Yes, of course.

Of course, I'd be happy to work with Mr. Nyquist.

Fear not, my lovely.

His Highness is often capricious.

So your staying may not be for long.

Tonight, you are number one.

Tomorrow, number 69, perhaps.

Or perhaps not.

It is a joke.

I don't get it.

You will, my lovely.

You will.

[laughing]

Do not be afraid.

Listen, my chic delights and sweet things.

I am to be his...

Tonight.

But I've never...

I'm still a...

That is the attraction.

Please, you must help me.

My chic does as he wishes.

But there is a way, perhaps.

Eat none of these, but make certain that he does.

Then what?

Trust me.

[music playing]

There.

This poor sod was probably a worker who was beheaded to keep the secret of

this cabin.

Then the Eye of Hijar must be close by.

[music playing]

[laughing]

[grunt]

What is your name, child?

Justine.

Justine.

Sweet, sweet Justine.

You'll have to forgive me.

Why?

This is all new to me.

You will find that I am an expert tutor.

I want to please you.

Really?

Some candy?

Sweets from the sweet, eh?

This tires me.

[kissing]

[sigh]

[music playing]

[music playing]

[music playing]

Go hide in the harem. Do not try to escape. The doors are locked.

Why are you doing this for me?

Not for you. For me.

I love him.

[music playing]

Justine, who are you talking to?

Oh, no one, my lord. Take me now.

[sigh]

[music playing]

The Eye of Hajar.

[music playing]

The Eye of Hajar.

[music playing]

The Eye has not been found.

I give you one more chance to confess your crime.

[music playing]

Your Highness,

I can only tell you what I know.

That is the truth.

[music playing]

Very well.

You leave me no choice.

[music playing]

Is there anything you wish to say now?

[music playing]

You know a good prosthetics agent.

[music playing]

Stop! I have the Eye of Hajar.

Nykvist had it, not him.

Let him go now.

[music playing]

You expect me to believe this when you have the diamond?

You could spy together. Grab them.

[music playing]

Right.

[music playing]

Justine, you saved my life.

Well, my hand anyway.

I owe her a little something too, Professor Robson.

I'd like to pay her back right now.

It was you who killed Clark, wasn't it?

It took you this long to figure it out, eh, Professor?

I thought you were an intelligent man.

And you rendered me unconscious in the catacombs.

The fun of it was seeing you and the Sheik hung out to dry.

I wish I had that on tape.

Enough of the chitchat, Robson.

[music playing]

Well, thank you. Two fingers of Kentucky's finest would hit the spot. Neat

.

Yes, sir.

Have a seat. Thank you.

You brought the article with you.

Indeed I have, sir. You requested to see it, and indeed you shall.

Please.

May I?

Indeed you may, sir.

Ah. Lafayette's ceremonial sword.

Authenticated, sir. It has been in my family for many years.

A gift from the great man himself. It's a fine instrument. Would you not

agree?

Beautiful. Beautiful.

I want it.

Now, surely you're joshing with me, Mr. Croesus. I said you might see it,

not buy it.

Name your price.

Well, it's just not for sale.

One million.

Two million.

The sword is not for sale, sir.

I have no need for money.

And if I did, as I have told you, this is a family heirloom.

As such, I shall pass it on to my son, and him to his son.

Now, surely, as a gentleman, you must understand.

I understand perfectly, Colonel Walsh.

Now, let me help you reach an understanding.

I want this sword, and I intend to have it.

You are becoming offensive, sir.

Colonel, I should explain. Mr. Croesus always gets what he wants.

Not this time. Kindly return my sword.

I have offended this gentleman. Can't we give him back his sword?

Yes, sir.

[Door opens]

Your problem, sir, is not knowing a bargain when you see it.

- Moane. - Sir.

Given the choice between two million dollars and death, which would you

pick?

Sir, I believe I would have taken the two million dollars.

Indeed. You owe a wise man.

I'm sure you won't bail a grudge being a gentleman and all.

I believe he's now a dead gentleman, sir.

All the more reason he won't bail a grudge, hm?

Sir, you won't forget. Our plane leaves at four.

- The auction? - Ah, ah, yes, yes.

[Music]

Ah, Fabergé. I love Fabergé.

A very successful trip, sir. Apart from the Continental.

He didn't want it enough.

He was too mundane.

I only quave that which is unique and perfect.

Stop the car.

A beauty perfection.

I want her.

And I will have her.

[Music]

Nick Fist.

Thank you for coming.

- You spoke of money. - Yes.

Money is the solution to most of our problems now, isn't it?

What is your problem, Mr. Moran?

You know, sometimes life passes us these delicious little morsels of irony

.

Especially when it comes to justice.

And the sweet beauty of revenge.

So, the money is good.

Enough for you to launch your own harem, my fat friend.

It is not fat. I am big boned.

Come on, we have a certain schoolgirl to bag and deliver.

[Laughing]

[Music]

[Phone ringing]

Hello.

Yes, this is he.

What?

Yes, yes, I understand. I'll come right away. Thank you.

Thank you.

[Grunting]

That's enough for me.

Okay, I'll meet you up in a sec.

Professor Robeson?

One, two, three.

Professor Robeson?

Six, seven, eight.

Woo! That's it.

You may hurt now, but you thank me later.

Justine, I was thinking...

[Music]

Oh my God, help! Someone!

Ursula? What's wrong?

Miss Sugre, would you please tell me exactly what you saw?

Justine, one of our students was pushed into a car...

by what looked like one of our professors.

[Coughing]

[Music]

Well, you saw him.

But only from the back. It certainly looked like him.

Why would he abduct her?

It makes no sense. I think he's got a secret crush on Justine.

Ursula? Well, it's true, even though he pretends not to notice us girls in

class.

Imagine that.

Don't worry. We'll put out an APB.

Please. Call in trying to get away.

Get away? Get away from what?

What's going on here? Will you let go of me, please?

Where have you been, professor?

Where is she? What have you done to her?

I told you, and I keep telling you, I had a call.

From your brother?

No, from someone. I don't know who.

But to tell me my brother had taken ill, and so I ran to my car.

Then you conveniently blacked out.

I didn't just black out.

Someone got me into a sleeper hold from behind.

And you have no idea who?

I have a pretty good idea they're trying to frame me, whoever it is.

We will find her, you know. Dead or alive.

I think it might be better if, uh...

Ursula, why don't you go to your room?

[birds chirping]

Look, Inspector, I found this in my call after I came to.

It might lead us to whom really did it.

Whoever attacked me, they must have dropped it. Don't you see?

Let me speak with him alone.

Now, professor, let's get at the truth, shall we?

You have a bit of an obsession with this girl, don't you?

You will look into this, Eddie.

Stop playing with me.

[groans]

[grunts]

[door slams]

[birds chirping]

[suspenseful music]

[footsteps]

[suspenseful music]

She's not been harmed.

Not at all. She's been chloroformed.

She'll awaken in about an hour, feeling fresh as a damn daisy.

Here's the question of my fee.

Mr. Croesus believes on payment on delivery.

Inside delivery, as the union puts it.

I see. Let's go, then.

Wait here.

If I'm not back in four hours, burn this entire place down.

Tell the police where the girl is.

[suspenseful music]

Exquisite.

She's coming around.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

Come.

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

Her first thought is to escape, but all the doors are locked.

I'll save one, which leads to the bath.

She is fatigued.

Her clothes are dirty and uncomfortable.

And there was a change of clothes.

Despite her predicament, she can't resist the opportunity

to take a hot shower and change into fresh clothes.

Gentlemen, anticipation is half the joy of ownership.

I'll leave you to your pleasures then.

Shall I?

Yes, yes. Pay the man.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

My friend, you paid off.

We are on easy street.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[suspenseful music]

Robeson, what are you doing?

Paying you back, you bastard.

And uh, you know.

[suspenseful music]

For traveling expenses.

Yes, yes, but please there's enough for uh, for both of us here.

Let's talk about it reasonably.

I've got a better idea.

Let's talk Robert Clark.

[grunting]

[birds chirping]

[singing]

Oh my dear. I do hope you are hungry.

We have crab legs, salad, sweet corn on the cob, available feast.

Come, come. Don't be shy.

[singing]

Who are you?

I'm your new master, my dear.

Sit. I'll instruct you on how to please me.

We can begin by you serving my dinner.

You kidnapped me to be a waitress?

Come on, you must know my father's a wealthy man.

How nice for you.

Now when serving always stand to my weft.

I know a proper etiquette.

There is no way out of here except by pleasing me.

[singing]

Why make what weary of you in what you go some day?

Well for now you might as well just relax and learn to enjoy the new

situation.

[birds chirping]

I don't wish to chain you or chastise you physically.

But I will if need be. Come.

[singing]

Sit.

[singing]

Excellent.

I have much to teach you.

I do hope you white your new clothes. I designed them personally, you know

.

Wine.

[singing]

Yes, you are quite flawless.

Except for the mole above your left buttock.

Yes, I know a great deal about you.

And I intend to know everything.

I knew I wanted you.

And as you'll soon come to learn, I always get what I want.

Not this time.

[laughing]

Crusty! Growing gone here.

Tell me about Croesus.

[singing]

Time for after dinner entertainment I think.

That's you dear.

You will dance for me.

And if I don't?

Do you remember what Nyquist was wearing when he took you?

Professor Robeson's clothes.

Ah, three points.

At this moment Robeson is in prison awaiting trial for your kidnapping.

For the price of one dance, I'll contact the authorities.

Provide evidence exonerating Robeson.

But, your dance had best be very risque and ewatic.

[singing]

There's some feeling into it Justine.

You've yet to earn your professor's acquittal.

Good.

Now we move your clothes.

Do it! Your professor's facing 40 years to wife for kidnapping.

Not so fast.

Save her the moment, like I am.

Temper, temper.

[music]

Now the west.

[music]

Enough.

I must feel your perfection with my own hands.

[screaming]

You bitch, I'll tear that spirit right out of you.

Moanne!

You won't fire at me. You might kill her.

Oh my god, that was Ming, Fifth Dynasty.

Oh my god, isn't that a dodo egg?

No, no!

You're a maniac, a barbarian.

Justine, are you alright?

Yes.

Yes. Be a dear now, put your clothes on and go phone the police, will you?

We'll let the law decide who the barbarian is, eh?

[music]

Paul, I'm sorry I ever doubted you.

You should be.

Even though the evidence was so stacked against me, I wasn't sure I was

innocent.

But you should have believed in me, Lucille.

I'm sorry.

But it's over between us, over.

I mean, this experience has shown me that Justine is all that matters.

Excuse me! Hello! Excuse me!

Excuse me, Justine. Did I wake you?

No, I'm okay, Madame Souvert.

Well, my sister has cancelled her trip with me to Venice, so I thought you

should go instead,

since your major is art history and the tickets are non-refundable.

So you'll just be able to immerse yourself in the pure beauty of Venetian

art.

[music]

[birds chirping]

[music]

[music]

[footsteps]

So is this a commission?

No, for my own pleasure.

But with my luck, I will sell it to some silly little tourist.

Try to find a wealthy one.

Unmarried, with the rolls, a string of racehorses, and an estate in the

country.

Whatever.

Well, he might want to meet the original.

He might.

So things are pretty bad, huh?

No, no. Well, yes, but I expect them to improve very soon.

See you tomorrow.

Adama.

Bye.

Unmarried, but the rest I do not know.

What was that about?

Oh, a private joke.

Have you been talking to her about me?

No, she knows nothing.

She better not.

Well?

Voila.

It is a mirror image of the original.

A detailed examination. An expert could only tell this from a fake.

You are pleased, no?

Who else has seen this?

No one but you and I.

You have surpassed yourself, Mona May.

It is my best work today.

It is your masterpiece.

On your gravestone, they will etch the words "Master Forger."

Yes, many years from now, no?

Nice teddy, Urs. Are you expecting someone?

I'm breaking in for a date tonight, if you know what I mean.

Who's the letter from?

Consolvo. You remember.

I just can't imagine why he'd be writing little old me.

You know, she can't make you go to Venice.

I can go instead.

But trains are so romantic.

Long journeys through the night, mysterious strangers.

Honey, you're going with Madame Souvret.

I know, but there's always that possibility that something exciting could

happen.

We're in room 21. I've left a book on your bed to study.

I'm going for a nap with tea before dinner.

See you in half an hour.

Yes, Madame Souvret.

Allow me.

Thank you.

It never fails to amaze me how much a woman can cram into one bag.

Oh, wrinkle cream?

You're not going to try and tell me that you're over 40.

It's not all my stuff. Some of it belongs to my teacher, Madame Souvret.

Oh, well then, maybe she's the one who'll have the bad luck.

The mirror, you see.

Apparently it's me who'll have the bad luck.

Now it's nothing.

We have a first aid kit. Let me put a band-aid on it. I insist.

Going on a really long trip?

Just a weekend.

I thought you were moving.

It's Madame Souvret's.

I like to travel light.

You're not reading this.

I'm supposed to be.

That's crap. Brutally out-of-date crap.

Try this one. It's much better. I ought to know. I wrote it.

Professor Fitch?

Justine.

Pleasure.

Thank you.

And keep the book. My gift to a ministering angel.

I'm a carriage or two further down. Number nine.

Maybe I'll see you at dinner?

I'd like nothing better.

But I'm afraid I have to work all the way to Venice.

I intend to lock myself in my cabin.

Perhaps in Venice.

I certainly hope so.

Thanks again.

[music]

Out of all the trains and all the rail cars in all of the world, you had

to stay in mine.

I hope we know each other.

I hope we will.

I hope those are natural cigarettes. Fewer carcinogens.

Everything I do is natural.

Better to see you, my dear.

So it seems I'm in the room with the big bad wolf.

Mm-hmm.

Well.

That was nice.

Even better when you help.

[music]

Professor Fitch?

Can I help you?

I don't know.

He must be sleeping.

The American with the curly hair?

Yes.

Are you a friend of his?

We just met.

I think I saw him going towards the bar.

He told me he intended on board camp.

Well, the bar. I'm sure you'll find him there.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

[music]

Professor.

Professor Fitch.

Yes?

I found this.

Oh.

Thank you, my dear.

So I know you?

No.

No, we haven't met.

Oh, that's good.

If I'd forgotten such a pretty girl,

I would start to worry about my sanity.

Um.

Thank you for returning this.

Would you care for some refreshment?

No. No, thank you.

What's wrong?

Professor Fitch.

Yes, I see you found him exactly where I said you would.

No, you don't understand.

It isn't the same.

We were supposed to meet for dinner, young lady.

Father, this gentleman, you don't understand.

Oh, but I think I do.

But Madame Souvret.

Come along. We'll talk about it later.

Good night, Justine.

Sleep well.

Good night, Madame Souvret.

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[music playing]

Madame, your beauty is exquisite.

What is your name?

[sighs]

No names, no fake promises.

Just you and me and the moment.

As you wish.

Oh.

[music playing]

[door slams]

[music playing]

Don't you think that I should...

[music playing]

Stop being so jumpy.

You read too many spy novels.

[music playing]

I like to travel lightly.

[music playing]

I found the real professor. He's been drugged.

So you have.

Well, it looks like I'm going to have to find a more discreet place to put

the both of you.

[music playing]

Gotcha.

[laughing]

[music playing]

Should have put him in here in the first place.

The guards van was your idea, but you're right. This is safer.

I can lock the door, put up a sign.

They'll be snug and undisturbed all the way back to Paris.

Be easier to dispose of them on our home ground.

She won't be staying there long. I have a friend who supplies the bordell

os of Algiers.

A girl like her, I would say, she'll command a high price.

From me.

[gasping]

[music playing]

[groaning]

[music playing]

Where is she?

Madame?

Justine, the girl that was with me, have you seen her?

Yes, Madame. She got off the train at Geneva.

Got off? She can't have gotten off.

She got off the train three minutes ago.

Well, she got back on, didn't she?

Well, she did. I did not see her.

Well, we have to go back. We have to stop the train.

I regret that's not possible, Madame.

But don't worry, Madame. She seemed like a very collected young lady.

I'm sure she's somewhere safe.

Well, I'll search the train.

[footsteps]

[groaning]

[laughing]

[music playing]

[groaning]

[music playing]

They said they were going for a drink.

The bar.

No, bar's closed.

My guess is, they're somewhere in the station.

You don't see them.

That doesn't mean they're not there.

This could be dangerous.

You wait here.

[music playing]

Your reputation precedes you, Professor Fitch.

And your credentials are impeccable.

[footsteps]

I'm honored to be admitted.

The honor is ours, Professor, to have such an eminent expert appraise our

collection.

I've been instructed to allow you a full and free private viewing.

The glittering jewel of the entire collection.

It's magnificent. Priceless.

So we have been informed.

Of course, we could never allow it to leave Venice.

Although we have had many offers from private collectors.

Oh yes, I'm quite sure there are those who would pay almost any price for

such a treasure.

Any price at all.

I wonder if I might trouble you for some coffee.

Of course. I will arrange it.

Hope you'll not be offended, but I'll have to lock you in here.

I'm sure you understand.

Perfectly.

Excuse me.

[footsteps]

[music playing]

I have an idea.

What they want is in the Palacio Mandavi.

[music playing]

Let's check on her again. She's so sexy when she's all pissed off.

No, no, no, no, no. Let's go have another.

But the bar's not even open yet.

You could use your influence.

[music playing]

This man is an imposter. That painting isn't fake.

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Justine.

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My dear Justine.

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We do have something to celebrate.

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[sigh]

We're almost there. Venice?

Venice? We've been to Venice.

We're almost home.

[footsteps]

[music playing]

This isn't exactly what I had in mind.

Excuse me?

Oh, just something that Ursula said.

Boy, was she wrong.

[music playing]

[footsteps]

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