All language subtitles for Here.Is.My.Heart.1934.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG_English

MAN 1: Here's my
position, sir.

PAUL: Very well, sir.

MAN 2: Here's my
position, sir.

PAUL: Very well.

Gentlemen, our calculations
are practically the same.

This position
puts us in mid ocean.

(MAN SINGING)

It's June in January

Because I'm in love

It always is spring
In my heart

With you in my arms

The snow
Is just white blossoms

That fall from above

And here is
The reason, my dear

Your magical charms

The night is cold

The trees are bare

But I can feel

The scent of roses
In the air

It's June in January

Because I'm in love

But only because
I'm in love

With you

(WHISTLING THE SONG)

We're here, sir.
Oh, swell.

(PAPER RUSTLING)
Let's see it.

At, uh...

PAUL: Uh... looks like
the middle, all right.

Yes, sir.

Right in the center
of the Atlantic.

Fine.

What's happened?
Shh!

What's he fishing for?

(ALL LAUGHING)

Got him. (LAUGHS)
(ALL LAUGHING)

Here, pardon me.

Okay, Captain, you can
get her on the way.

Right, sir.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Bridge, it's Captain Dodge.

Get on the way.

Higgins?
HIGGINS: Yes, sir?

Oh, when we get ashore,
have this stuffed and mounted.

Yes, sir.

Sort of
a fighting pose, sir

Yes, yes, that'll be
all right. Yes, sir.

Well, that's done.

(WHISTLING)

Is this for men only?

What's all this fuss
about a fish?

Oh, it's just something
I promised to do.

Promised who?
Myself.

You see, I...

Oh, you'll think
I'm nuts.

I think that, anyway.
Go ahead.

Well, the point is,

I am a fugitive from
a chain broadcast.

What? No more
Jones program me?

Mmm-mmm.

That is not until I've done
all the crazy things

that I always wanted
to do when I was a kid,

and didn't have
a thin dime.

I see.

Including fishing
in the middle of the ocean.

Mmm-hmm.
But I think that's swell.

What else have you done?
Oh, I...

You'll talk.
I won't. Tell me.

Then, all right.

Here's a list.

"Sphinx, music voice,

"Rescue damsel in distress."

Hey, wait.

Is that why
you took us aboard,

when the gang went broke
at Monte Carlo?

Right.

Well, I'm a damsel
in distress. (LAUGHS)

That's what you are.
Yes, ma'am.

What is it, Sparks?
Beg your pardon, sir.

Some radiograms
for you, sir. Pardon.

Oh, yes.

PAUL: Now, how
do you like that?

I'm fresh from fishing
in the middle of the ocean,

and he wants me
to think about money.

Now, you radio
that Max Morris

and tell him if he
sends me one more offer,

I'm gonna get myself
another agent. Yes, sir.

Oh, Sparks?
Yes, sir?

Here's a couple of
answers for you.

No.

Yes!

DODGE: Sorry, but that's
all Mr. Jones told me.

Turn her around, Captain,

we're going back
to Monte Carlo.

Yes, sir.

WOMAN: What?
Well, how extraordinary.

What has happened?
We're going back.

"Listen, have located second
Jones pistol in Monte Carlo.

"Come at once. Jimmy Smith."

"Second Jones pistol?"
Mmm-hmm.

Meet the first one.

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
WOMAN: Oh, look at that.

I read about these pistols
when I was a kid.

Mmm-hmm. And I picked
this one up in Russia

last summer.

I've always wanted
to present these pistols

to the Naval Academy
at Annapolis.

You know, that's where
John Paul Jones is buried.

Where's the other pistol?

Well, it's in Monte Carlo
according to Jimmy Smith.

Smith?

He's that news hound
on the Paris Chronicle.

That's right.
ALL: Oh.

Well, back we go.

Oh, you know that's the most
amazing story I've ever heard.

(PEOPLE CONTINUE
TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

John Paul Jones?

So, you're one
of his descendants?

Oh, no. I'm just
a coincidence.

That is all about the "♪."

Isn't that for John?

No. No, it isn't.

For James?

Let's go out on deck.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Jerome?
Mmm-mmm.

Jeremiah?
No.

Jupiter?
Mmm-mmm.

Oh, what is it?

Shh! Fish might hear.

Not a fish in sight.

Well...

It's Jasper.
(GIGGLES)

Jasper Jones.

Shh! Keep it shady.

All right, but you
better be nice to me,

or I'll tell all
and ruin your career.

Oh, blackmail, eh?

Well, gal, what's
your idea of being nice?

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Singing.

Beautiful miracle

Pardon my lyrical rhapsody

But can't you see?

How you have captured me?

Being so glamorous

Can't you be amorous

Just for me

Make it soon

Take a look at that moon

Love is just
Around the corner

De-da-da-da-da

In a cozy little corner

Da-da-da

Love is just
Around the corner

De-da-da
When I'm around you

I'm a sentimental mourner

Voom, voom, voom

And I couldn't be forlorner

V-v-v-v-voom

When you keep me
On a corner

Voom, voom, voom

Voom, voom, voom, voom
Just waiting for you

Venus de Milo

Was noted for her charms

Strictly between us

You are cuter than Venus

And what's more
You've got arms

Let's go cuddle
Love is just

BOTH: Around the corner

Any cozy little corner

Love is just
Around the corner

And I'm around you

(GLASS CLINKS IN KEY)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

JAMES: Well, stranger.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hi, Jimmy, hi.

How are all the Smiths?
Well, Paul, low.

And the Joneses?

Hi, Jimmy.

As I said before, hi.

Any reason?
Wonderful.

But coming up, she
turned me down. Who did?

I don't know. Now, wait
a minute, wait a minute.

Let's begin
all over again, will ya?

We were coming
up together.

Yeah, for the third time.

For the first time.

Oh, then she wasn't
really drowning?

This was
in the elevator.

Oh.

Oh!
(BOTH LAUGH)

Yeah.

But she wouldn't
look at me.

And she kept right on
not looking at me

with one of those
looks, you know?

Yeah, I know.

Mmm.
Distant, but devastating.

(LAUGHS) Exactly.

I know. (CHUCKLES)

You know, Jimmy,
you are all right.

Thanks.

I'll suggest that
to The Chronicle.

It'd be a smart move.

But in the meantime,
get set for a sock.

You know her?
She's married?

No, no. This is serious.

You can't have
the second Jones pistol.

Oh, no? Why not?

Because the little lady
won't sell it to anyone

who rates less than a king,

a queen, or maybe
an inside staid.

What lady?

Her high and mightiness,
the Princess Alexandra.

And who is she?

The ritsky rasky
who owns the pistol.

She is right here
in this hotel.

Mmm.

Well, wait a minute,
I'll talk to her.

Hello, get me...
What's her name?

Alexandra.

Get me
the Princess Alexandra.

Right.

Now, what did you tell her?
The works.

I told her you sang for
the Snapalastic Otters.

She never heard of you.

She never heard of
Snapalastic Otters.

I even told her

I'd get her on
the front page with ya.

With pictures.

Well, maybe that
wasn't so bright.

Oh, hello,
hello, is this uh...

Oh...

The Prince Nicholas.
Her cousin.

(CLEARS THROAT) Hello,
this is Mr. Paul Jones.

No, just Mr. Jones.

Yeah.

No, but after she saw
Mr. Smith, Mr. Jones,

the doctor prescribed
absolute quiet.

Well, can't I even
make her an offer?

I'm willing to pay
a very good price.

No, uh, I fear, Her Highness
cannot sell it to you

at any a price.

You're not in the market
for a good car, are you?

No, I'm not.

(THUDS)

He's not.

You're right, Jimmy,
they're a couple of snobs.

I think I'll stay over
and tell her so.

That's right.

Stand outside her door
and yodel,

"Snob."

Maybe if I do stay over,
I'll see her.

I gotta see her.

I gotta find out
if she remembers

that they bought us
up together.

Brought you up?
Yeah.

You and the Princess?
Mmm-hmm.

No, no.

The girl in the elevator.

Oh, I see. My mistake.

Wrong floor.

(MUSIC PLAYING
ON RECORD PLAYER)

It's June in January

Because I'm in love

Oh, I'm in love

It always is spring
In my heart

(WHISTLING ALONG)

With you in my arms

(SINGING ALONG)

The snow is
Just white blossoms

That fall from above

And here is
The reason, my dear

Your magical charms

The night is cold

(HARMONIZING)
Oh, the night is cold

The trees are bare

Oh, the trees are bare

But I can feel

The scent of roses...

Well, he made it.
In the air

It's June...
(WHISTLING ALONG)

In January

Because I'm in love

(SCATTING)

But only because
I'm in love with you

In love with you

Oh, it's June...

In January

Because I'm in love

It always is spring
In my heart

With you in my arms

The snow is
Just white blossoms

That fall from above

And here is
The reason, my dear

Your magical charms

The night is cold

(SHIVERING)

The trees are bare

Aa-oooh

(SINGING ALONG)

But I can feel

The scent of roses

In the air

It's June...

In January

Because I'm in love

But only because
I'm in love...

With you

(WHISTLING ALONG)

(SONG ENDS)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

(CLANKING)

Your dinner, sir.

I didn't order any dinner.

Is this your room?
Yes.

Well, is this you?
Mmm-hmm.

Then it must be
your dinner.

Whoa, whoa, now.

What number do you want?

Well, what number you got?

Well, I got a little 359.

You can't have it.
(LAUGHS)

(CLANKING)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Op, op, op, op,
op, op, op,

op, op, op, op.
Is that so?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Tried to trip me, huh?

(CHUCKLES)

Try that again.

Ap, op, op.
(THUDS)

Waiter.

What are you doing there?

Why don't you
bring in the dinner?

Well...

are you stupid
or impertinent?

Stupid, madam.

And impertinent.

Hurry, please.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Idiot.

Come in. Come in.

Fine mess. A fine mess.

(GRUNTS)

(MUMBLING)

Oh, seven
and eight of fifteen,

not... not 22, right?

Right, sir.
(SCOFFS)

(SOFT GUITAR PLAYING)

(SINGING OPERATIC SONG
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Beautiful, Your Highness.

ALEXANDRA:
What's beautiful?

Your singing, Your Highness.

I wish I had a bomb.

ROSTOVA: A bomb?
ALEXANDRA: Yes.

So something would happen.

Anything!

Yes, yes, of course,

it must be very dull
for you here.

Dull?

It's prison.

It's worse than prison.

In prison at least I might
be whipped, something.

Yes, yes, of course.

Wha.. what?...
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Why don't you
go somewhere?

Go somewhere? Go where?

Why... anywhere.

There's nowhere
I want to go.

There's no one
I want to see.

Nowhere to go,
and I can't stay here.

(YELLS) I can't just sit here
and play this, can I?

(THUDS)

ALEXANDRA: Well, at last.

Something has
really happened.

What a victory.

(SIGHS)

Come, darling,

shall we eat?

(SIGHS)

What a mess.
What a mess.

Who me?
No.

The world. The world.

Oh, all right.
Well, come on.

PARROT: Ah! Ah!

Stupid. Stupid. (LAUGHS)

Tapishka, quiet.

(STUTTERS) Did you notice?

We have a new waiter.
It's about time.

The other one
was impossible.

A mess. A mess.

He certainly was.
Uh, waiter?

Yes, sir.
What is that wine?

Why, this is a Russo 1911.
Mmm.

Really a very
middle-class wine, sir.

Now, might I suggest
Octave 1909?

Drunk in
all the best places.

Who is?

The wine, Kukushka, the wine.

Oh!

Well, send me a sample.

Say a couple of cases.
Very good, sir.

We might try some together.

Nicki?

Oh, sorry, dear.

She think I'm too chummy
with the servants.

But I don't think I am.
Do you?

Well...
ALEXANDRA: Nicki!

Where is your tie?

He's undressed.

Ask him what is
the meaning of this?

What is the meaning
of this?

Why I... I, uh...

Revolting.
Disgusting.

Unspeakable.

Here, try mine.

Nicki!

Tell him to find a tie
and return here at once.

Find a tie and return here

at once.

At once.
PARROT: At once.

At once. (LAUGHS)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(AMUSING MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC INCREASES IN TEMPO)

(MUSIC SLOWS)

(SNORING, GRUNTING)

(MOANS)

(SCREAMS)

Well, are we gonna sit here
and wait for a neck tie?

Vova, call them up.

Do something!
Ah, yes, yes.

PAUL: Pardon, Your Highness.

But, I hope Your Highness
will permit me

to finish serving you?

Evidently, you are not aware

that you must address
Our Highness only through me.

May I address a remark
to Her Highness?

May he address a remark
to Your Highness?

He may.

You may.

Well, permit to say
that I forgot my tie

only because of
my great excitement,

when I discovered I was to
have the honor of waiting

upon her Imperial Highness.

He forgot his tie

only because of
his great excitement

when he discovered that
he was to have the honor

of waiting upon
your Imperial Highness.

You may tell the young man

that we quite understand.

Her Highness
quite understands.

Shh! That's hot.

Yes, I know, Your Highness,

I heated it.
Meh!

By the way, that American
called up this afternoon

about the pistol.
(SCOFFS)

I suppose he talked
through his nose?

(DISHES CLINK)

I don't know. I couldn't
see through the telephone.

(LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY)
(ROSTOVA CHUCKLES)

It's nothing to joke about.

These rich nobodies
come over here,

and think they can buy up
our most personal treasures.

I understand this one
made his money

in some fantastic activity

called, um...

crooning.

On the other hand,
take, um, this waiter,

what a charming
apology he made

for appearing
without a tie.

You can see for yourselves
that he has, instinctively,

a thousand times a breeding
of this Jones person.

Are your ears red?

Nicki?
Uh, sorry, darling.

Well, even at the risk of
paying myself a compliment,

I shouldn't dream of
contradicting Her Highness.

You see?

Uh-huh. Soup.

(HUMMING)

(SNORING)

(GASPS, GROANS)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(REPEATING IN FRENCH)

Oh!

Your Highness...

Your Highness...
I must apologize

for the waiter.

Waiter?
Yes.

ALEXANDRA: But we've
never been better served.

In fact, I'd like this waiter
assigned to us regularly.

Uh, yes, Your Highness.

VOVA: Pepper. Pepper. Ah!

(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Let me explain to you

in a clear, cold, calm,
reasonable way...

Monsieur, I shall
tell them that you...

you disappeared.

Or that the police
is after you.

Oh, no, you won't.

I'm gonna keep on
being their waiter.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

She's a princess, you know?

Yes, I know,
and it's too bad,

'cause there's
really a swell girl

underneath all that
highness stuff.

I'm gonna stick around.

Monsieur Jones,
it will cost me my job.

Oh.

All right,
I'll buy the hotel.

Buy the...
Yes.

I'll take it over tomorrow.
Any objections?

(SPEAKING FRENCH) So...

VOVA: Waiter! Fish!

You see, you're keeping me
from my work.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

What is...

Oh.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

PAUL: Now, what was
that amount again?

Last week's unpaid bills.

Thank you.

Four hundred thousand
and thirty Francs, sir.

And, uh, this week's?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Come in.

Five hundred
and sixty-two thousand.

Oh, fine.
Bigger and better.

Uh, good morning,
Mr. Jones. Oh, good morning.

I've just been auditing
the books of your...

I mean, my hotel.
Oh.

I seem to be
my only paying guest.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

Um, I'm very sorry,
Monsieur, but, uh...

You're sorry?

Oh, yeah.

Don't people ever
pay their bills?

Oh, well, the lower
classes, sometimes.

The middle-classes, always.

But the upper-classes,
Monsieur, never.

Well...

there are gonna be
some slight changes.

From now on,
the richer, the quicker.

(MAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH)

Make me out
an upper-class list.

Including the Russians?

Yes, certainly.

Ah, Monsieur, but we...
we must be careful.

You cannot offend royalty.

No, you probably can't, but...

let's make an effort, anyhow.

Send them a bill immediately.

As you wish, Monsieur.

Everything is ready, sir.

Right.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Oh, yes.

Maybe, I'd better see
if I can do that, huh?

Let's see now.

Goes there, and so...

(BLOWS)

And, uh... Ta-voom.

How's that?

Very good, Monsieur.

Thanks, awfully.

(DISHES RATTLING)

Boy, oh, boy,
is this good.

What a story.
I can see it now.

"Warbling waiter
outwits royalty."

Quiet, they'll hear you.
What's this?

Rough on rats?
Get out of there.

Ann!

"Poisons Princess,
purloins pistol."

Now, go away. Go on.

Okay. Okay. But when
do we go to press?

As soon as I can
get that pistol.

That's a date.

Now, stay in character.

What?
Give her the works.

Uh, 8,300, 92-64, huh?

Now, how can it be less,
when it should be more?

Oh, morning, Paul.
Good morning, Your Highness.

Yes. Excuse me, just a
moment, will you? Yes.

Something wrong with
my figures, as usual.

Well, this is a plus sign.

Yes, yes,
I realize that. Yeah.

And this is a minus sign.

Yes, I know that. I know...

But you've subtracted the plus
and you've added the minus.

Oh, you mean, I should

add the plus
and subtract the minus?

Well, they've been
doing it that way

for years, Your Highness.

Have they really? (CHUCKLES)
Oh, yes.

Boy, you're uncanny.

Thank you, sir.
(MUMBLES)

(DISHES RATTLING)

Um, by the way...

you're not in the market
for a good car, I suppose?

Hmm, no, I'm afraid not, sir.

Hmm. Too bad.

We could use some cash.

Really, sir?
Yeah.

Well, surely the press is...

Aren't you just
as broke as I am?

We're down to
our last creditor.

Oh, you won't tell
the management?

Oh, no, sir.
Okay.

I see. Please go on.

In the past, Your Highness
has been more than generous

to your exiled countrymen.

Your donation
last year was, uh...

15,000 Francs.

As you know, the need
this year is even greater.

Yes.

I know.

Put me down for 25,000.

WOMAN: Your Highness,
how can I ever thank you?

And now,
if you'll excuse me...

Please, Your Highness.

Are you crazy?

Probably.

There's always been
a goofy streak in our family.

(SNIFFLES)
Nicki?

Well, there has.

One in Uncle Phillip
who lived for 20 years

under the impression
he was a chocolate souffle.

That's not true.
Oh?

It was vanilla.

But really, Alexandra,

where are you gonna
get this donation?

A few things
are still left,

I will sell them.

And when they are gone,
what will we do?

What did Sumatof do?

What did Sumatof do?

Mmm, uh...

He shot himself.

Well, be that as it may,

I see a certain
marked disadvantages.

Ah, food.

About this donation
of Alexandra's.

I suppose, I could
contribute a little

out of the small amount
I, uh, earn.

What?
What?

You mean to say
you're working?

Oh, I...
No, not exactly working.

See, it's like this.

If I buy a car on credit,

and sell it a little cheaper,

for cash.

Really quite profitable.

VOVA: How did you ever get
such a wonderful idea?

(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
It just came to me.

Why, Nicki, you're uncanny.

Oh, thanks, dear, yeah.

ALEXANDRA: Nicki?
Yes, darling?

You can't do this?
Well, why not?

Business, Nicki?

Have you forgotten
who you are?

No, but I'd like to.

Nicki.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Pardon, Your Highness.

Yes, Suzette.
The manager is here.

Tell him, we'll see him.
Yes, Your Highness.

VOVA: Very good melon.
Yeah.

(BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Good morning, Your Highness.
Good morning.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Your Highness,

a most distressing
situation has arisen.

I should never dream of
bringing up the subject myself,

but, uh...

our hard hearted proprietor...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Your bill.

I see.

I've tried my very best
to keep the amount

as low as possible.

But Your Highness
must remember

that aside from
your apartment,

His Highness,
Prince Vladimir, lives, uh,

almost exclusively on caviar.

(COUGHS)

Wrong way.

And His Highness,
Prince Nicholas

drinks nothing,
but vintage champagne.

Yeah, by the way,
where is it?

Oh. (LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello? Hello?

What?

(IN FRENCH ACCENT)
Our ex-manager,

he became disgustingly
drunk, two days ago,

and we had to discharge him.

Since then,

I understand he's been
trying to collect

money in the name
of the hotel.

Now, if you see him,
I hope you'll, uh...

Exactement.

Yes. Yes.

Thank you.

Believe me, Your Highness,
I've tried my very best...

You drunken imposter!

Uh... Um, Monsieur...

(PARROT SQUAWKS)

Whoa!
(PARROT SQUAWKS)

You imposter!
(PARROT SQUAWKS)

Okay, oh...

(STUTTERING IN FRENCH)

(VOVA, NICKI AND MANAGER
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Please, please, oh, please!

(THUDS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(MANAGER PANTING)

Oh, I meant to tell you...

Please, don't annoy
the Princess with any bills.

Huh?

But you told me to...
I know, I know,

But I found out
she hasn't got a dime.

And she's selling
everything she has

to help her
starving countrymen.

But what a madness.

Oh, but what a woman.

VOVA: Waiter! Eggs!

Ooh!
Uh, pardon me.

Junior's eggs.

(GROANS)

MAN: I think, we have the frame
right this time, Your Highness.

VOVA: I hope so.

I hope so.

Yes. Yes.

Excellent, really.

Thank you.

Pardon, Your Highness.
Hmm?

But I was told to collect
something on account.

(CHUCKLES) Yes.

How much? Hundred
Francs, Your Highness.

Huh.

Just a moment.

Oh, Nicki, can you let me
have 100 Francs on account.

On account of what?

On account,
I haven't got it.

Well, I'm afraid, I can't,
old fellow, I'm sorry.

You can see it for yourself,
I'm down to my last...

Oh, where did all
this money come from?

Thanks, old fellow.
Huh?

Oh! Huh...

Merci, Your Highness.
Not at all.

Look!
Yes, I'm... I'm looking.

ROSTOVA: Vova?

Nicki, Vova...

Who do you think
was in my bedroom?

I can't imagine.

Paul, the waiter.

He was stuffing money
into my purse.

Ah-ha.

But why?

You'd better ask him.
Oh, don't do that.

Why not?
Well, he might stop.

Do you know?
Why is he doing it?

Because he's in love
with Alexandra.

On!
What?

The waiter in love
with Alexandra?

Ridiculous.

What's this?
NICKI: My dear, nothing.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Is this the truth?

No, no, no, no, no,

don't let it it disturb you.

A waiter. Loves me?
No, no.

All men love you.

(ALL CHUCKLE NERVOUSLY)
Don't be upset.

A waiter?

How charming.

Huh?
on.

But...

I didn't know a waiter
knew what love was.

I didn't know a waiter
ever thought about anything.

I thought a waiter
was like a table.

I thought a waiter...

But...

But how does
a waiter make love?

Oh, I wouldn't know.
Uh... (CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

What does he do?

What does he say?

Uh... (CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

Oh, well, I shall find out.

Oh, will I!

Well, at last there is
really something to do.

Send for tea
right away, in my room.

I shall receive my lover,

in my room.

ALEXANDRA: Suzette. Tea.

How thrilling.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I hope he behaves
like a table.

(SINGING)

I think of you
With every breath I take

And every breath
Becomes a sigh

Not a sigh of despair

But a sign
That I care for you

(PAUL WHISTLING THE SONG)

I hear your name
With every breath I take

On every breeze
That wanders by

And your name is a song

I'll remember
The long years through

Even though I walk alone

You guide me

In the darkness
You light my way

And all the while inside me

Love seems to say...

Come in.

(THUDS)

Tea is ready,
Your Highness.

Thank you.

Waiter?

Yes, Your Highness.

Wasn't there someone singing
outside as you came in?

Oh, I'm sorry, Your Highness.

I didn't think
you could hear me.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, waiter?

Yes, Your Highness.

What was it?

I think of you
with every breath I take.

What?

Well, that's...
That's the name of the song.

Oh.

How old are you?

Twenty-eight.

Twenty-eight.

Married, I suppose?

No?
Oh, no, no, no.

No.

Really? Well, is it
about you were?

I mean, um...

Well, what do I mean?

Well, you mean,
I guess, uh...

What do you mean?

I mean, Your Highness.

I guess, I don't know
what I mean, except...

Well, it's surprising.

What is?

That you're a waiter
and can sing like that.

A man's gotta earn
a living, you know?

And you can't earn
your living by singing?

Well, I...
Oh, that's ridiculous.

You have a lovely voice.

Oh, you're just saying that.

Well, at least delightful.

Thank you, Your Highness.

And thank you for the
pleasure of listening to it.

Thank you again,
Your Highness.

And thank you...

I'll stop if you will.
(CHUCKLES) Okay.

But don't stop
singing, Paul, ever.

I really mean that.

I want to hear you
sing again.

When, Your Highness?
What time is it?

It's nearly 7:00.

This evening, after dinner.

That is unless you have
some other orders.

Well, if I have, I...
You'd let them wait?

I'll let 'em die.

(PLAYING PIANO)

You see,
these American songs,

they're really not
a bit classical.

You have to, sort of...

Well, look.

(SINGING)

I think of you
With every breath I take

And every breath
Becomes a sigh

Not a sigh of despair

But a sign
That I care for you

I hear your name
With every breath I take

On every breeze
That wanders by

And your name is a song

I'll remember
The long years through

Even though I walk alone

You guide me

In the darkness
You light my way

(HUMMING)

And all the while
Inside me

Da-da-da-da
Love seems to say

Someday

Someday.

(BOTH SINGING)

And when I sleep
You keep my heart awake

You keep it awake

But when I wake from...

BOTH: Dreams divine

Then every...

BOTH: Breath that I take

Is a prayer
That I'll make you...

Mine

And when I sleep
You keep my heart awake

But when I wake
From dreams divine

Every breath that I take

Is a prayer
That I'll make you...

(SOFTLY) Mine

How dare you?

What?
You kissed me.

You kissed me.
Kissed you?

You, a waiter?

Sure, you did.
I never did.

Don't tell me!

I'm gonna tell you something.
Listen, I loved you.

But I don't anymore, see,

you're nothing,
but a swell-headed demon,

I wouldn't take you for gift.

Get out of here.
I'm getting.

Get out of this hotel.

Oh, well, that's different.

You don't think I can
have you discharged?

No, not you,
or all the Russians.

Get me the manager.

(LAUGHS)
Stop laughing.

Oh, another kiss?

If you were
in my country now,

I'd send you to Siberia.

To the salt mines.

Princess?
On your knees.

Get on your knees.
Princess.

Apologize.
What I was going to say...

Say it.
You're beautiful.

Beautiful.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Psst?

Where are you going?
To Siberia for some salt.

Just a moment.

I...

I happened to overhear.

Now, did you finally kiss her?

Oh, yes.

But not enough
to really cure her.

Oh, you mustn't too hard
on her, my dear fella.

After all, it's really
our fault.

We brought her up
in what used to be

known as the Grand Manor.

Now, she's our first
line of defense.

Defense?
Mmm-hmm.

Like bill collectors,
you know?

Oh, yeah?
Yes.

It really wasn't
her fault, Mr. Jones.

Uh-huh.

Oh. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Yes. I'm not supposed
to know that, am I?

How do you know it? Um...

Well...

sit down, Mr. Jones,
will you?

Cigarette?

Thanks.
Here.

You see, when you
started giving tips

instead of taking them,

I investigated.

Oh, you mean,
you snooped?

Precisely.
Yeah.

Of course, if Alexandra
should find out...

Well, she's not going to.

I'll win her
as waiter or else...

Probably else.

Uh, though, we may
think of something.

We? You mean...

You mean,
you're gonna help me?

(CHUCKLES) Oh,
devotedly, my dear fella.

I'm definitely
on your side.

Yeah.

I don't suppose
you're finding out

that I have some money
had anything to do with that?

Oh, yes, it had
everything to do with it.

Well, you old chisler.

(CHUCKLES)
I beg your pardon.

Oh, that's American.

Meaning what?

Meaning you.

(CHUCKLES) You don't say. Yeah.

Oh, how enchanting.

Here |I've been a chisler?

Mmm-hmm.
All these years,

and I never knew it.
Well, you know it now.

Yeah.

But, about the Princess...

You know, I'm still
in that Siberian doghouse.

Yes, but the important thing
is to make her miss you.

Yeah.
Then, when we get you back,

you would apologize...
Oh, no, no.

I... I won't do that.

Well, maybe it won't
be necessary.

In any event, let's put our
heads together, separately,

and we'll talk it over later.

Okay, thanks.
Not at all.

You know,
you're a good egg.

A good what?
A good egg.

Well, I'd hate
to be bad one.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, by the way...
Huh?

What is that
other thing am?

A chisler.
Chisler.

Yes.

(DOOR CLOSES)

This new waiter
is impossible.

Kept us waiting 20 minutes.

That never happened
with Paul.

I have asked you
not to mention him.

Why?

I never even heard
why you got rid of him?

Well, why did you?

Because I did.

And you were going to have
such an amusing time.

Mmm. Didn't turn out
that way.

Nothing ever does.

He was...
He was impertinent, perhaps?

It hardly describes it.

(CLINKING)

My foot!

(CLINKS)

(CLINKS)

(DISH CONTINUES CLINKING)

No.

Oh!

Really, if this keeps up,

I'll take
a little impertinence.

Make it two.

Can't all of you think of
something besides waiters?

If you don't mind,

I would like
the whole matter dropped.

(DISHES CLATTERING, BANGING)

I think he overheard you.

Something must be done.

Yes, as a matter of fact,
I've done it.

Done what?

Talked to Paul.

He'd be delighted
to apologize.

(MOUTHING) No.

I'm sorry,
but I refuse to see him.

Oh, but he'll do anything.
Absolutely anything.

Poor fella's desperate.

He's actual words to me were,

"I am devoted to Her Highness

"with a loyalty and a passion
that muck the part of words.

"All I ask is to serve
Her Highness

"with the last breath
of my body,

"the last drop
of my soup... Blood."

Would he take care
of the parrots?

Why, I...
And the dogs?

He'd love to.

What's the matter with him?
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

He had a close shave
with the soup.

Paul.

Holy Jumpin' Jupiter
and Young Wild West!

Shh!
Listen.

How about a picture,
just like that? No picture.

But my story?
And no story.

What, never?
Never.

You print one word,
and I'll break your neck.

(DINGING)

(HIGHER PITCHED DINGING)

(SIGHS WEARILY)

Oh!
(THUDS)

You're so heavy.

Why, I only weigh about...
A ton.

Three tons.

What are you all
so sad about?

Do you miss
Paul so much?

Terribly.
Cruelly.

Horribly.

Well, you might as well talk
about him as think about him.

We don't want
to upset you.

Upset me? It's like
whispering a little.

Either shout or...

All right, I'll shout.

Well, shout.

ALL: We won't Paul back!

Will you please tell me,

what there is about him
that you want so much?

He's a good waiter.
He has a good face.

Hmm, a good waiter
and a good face?

And charm.

Well...

If he'll apologize
and if he means so much,

go ahead and send for him.

Good.

(ALL THREE MUTTERING)

Well, Paul,

it seems you're missed here.

Yes, Your Highness.
Not by Your Highness.

Oh, no, Your Highness.

At any rate, I've agreed
that you may continue

to be our waiter.

Thank you, Your Highness.

Or rather... their waiter.

Yes, Your Highness.

That is if you apologize.

(SIGHS)

I'm very sorry,
I kissed you, Your Highness

Imagine...

Because before the kiss,
you were interested in me.

Interested?
Well, in my career.

Hmm.

A very strange apology.

It's a very strange
relationship...

Your Highness.

(THUDS)

Well, anyway, for their sake
you may continue.

And you may take care of
our dogs and parrots, as well.

And as for your career,

you may sing
when you're with them.

I'm sure they'll
appreciate it very much.

In other words,
I accept your apology.

You're quite welcome,
Your Highness.

(THUDS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHISTLING ALONG WITH SONG)

(SINGING)

I'm a sentimental mourner

And I couldn't be forlorner

When you keep me
On the corner

Just waiting for you

(PARROT SQUAWKS)

Venus de Milo

Was noted for her charms

But strictly between us

You are cuter than Venus

And what's more
You've got arms

Oh, let's go
Cuddle in a corner

Any cozy little corner

Love is just
Around the corner

When I'm around you

Love is just
Around the corner

Ho-ho-ho

Any cozy little corner

Love is just
Around the corner

When I'm around you

Oh, and I couldn't
Be forlorner

When I'm around you

Now, I'm ten times
As faithful

As all your other men

They all are true
To no one but you

But me I'm true to ten

Oh, let's go
Cuddle in a corner

Any cozy little corner

Love is just
Around the corner

When I'm around you

PARROT: Kiss bubba,
kiss bubba.

(LAUGHS)

(PAUL WHISTLING)

(CONTINUES WHISTLING)

(WATER TRICKLING)

There we are.

(SINGING)

I think of you
With every breath I take

And every breath
Becomes a sigh

Not a sigh of despair

But a sign
That I care for you

(PAUL WHISTLING)

I hear your name
With every breath I take

On every breeze
That wanders by

And your name is a song

I'll remember
The long years through

Even though I walk alone

You guide me

In the darkness
You light my way

And all the while
Inside me

Love seems to say...

Someday

Someday

And when I sleep
You keep my heart awake

But when I wake
From dreams divine

Every breath that I take

Is a prayer
That I'll make...

You mine

(HUMMING)

(STOPS ABRUPTLY)

Suzette?

But aren't you...

I thought I was kissing...

somebody else.

What?

You... you
kissed me like that

and didn't mean
a word of it?

Well, I...

Who did you think
you were Kissing?

Oh.

Oh.

Paul.
Yes, Your Highness.

Whom did you think
you were Kissing?

I... I can't tell you.
Why not?

Because I...

Because I can't.

If you don't tell me,
you'll be discharged.

Well, if I do tell you...

Oh, I might as well be going.

Alexandra,

it's Nicki.

They've gone to his room.

Who have?
ROSTOVA: (SOBS) The...

The police.
ALEXANDRA: The police?

Yeah.

What's happened?
Has there been an accident?

What is it?

I don't know. Only, come.

(SOBS)

Nicki.

Hi, darling, look.
They've arrested me.

My little car selling
experiment. Isn't that silly?

Come along.
Huh.

Won't take minute.
I'll see you at dinner.

Would you be interested
in a motorcycle?

We must pay back
the money at once.

With what?
Parrot's eggs?

We shall have to
sell the pistol.

Send for Cloche, the jeweler.

Your Highness?

That is not
the original pistol.

It is an imitation.

What?
But that's impossible.

CLOCHE: No, I have
examined it most carefully.

ALEXANDRA: What could
have happened?

CLOCHE: I've heard
of this imitation.

It was made in 1909
for Prince Leopold.

But where is the original?

I understand
the Prince sold it

to buy a necklace for a lady.

A dancer.
I can't believe it.

Oh, I don't know.

Uncle Leo was
awfully fond of, uh...

dancing.
But what are we going to do?

ALEXANDRA:
Nicki will go to jail.

VOVA: Oh, that hasn't
happened in our family

since 1749.

Isn't the imitation
worth anything at all?

Oh, a few hundred Francs,
perhaps.

(GROANS)
Let me see.

Here, sir.

Yes.

I'm afraid, I could not
possibly offer more than...

But...

But this is the real pistol.

ALEXANDRA: Are you sure?

I'm positive.
And, uh, how much?

Oh...

Fifty thousand Francs.
A hundred thousand.

Seventy-five.
Sold.

Then if you will call in
my office tomorrow...

I'll go now.

Yes, do and please hurry.

I'll run.

Nicki!
You're loose?

Huh. Yeah. I'm free
if that's what you mean.

Thanks to Paul.
To Paul?

Yeah.

NICKI: See, he gave
the police a lot of, um...

reasons for loosening me.

Ah!

I'll still go with
Monsieur Cloche.

Yeah.
Oh, there'll be

other things turning up.
Yes, very likely.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Paul.

Yes, Your Highness.

We owe you
more than we can say.

It's nothing
to what I owe to you.

Owe me?

Yes, Your Highness.

The privilege of
being your servant.

(THUDS)

You stole the real one?

Yes, Your Highness.

From that Mr. Jones?

(SIGHS) Yes, Your Highness.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Boy, it's a pip.

Thanks, Paul.

Good night, Princess.

See you in the papers.

Jimmy, you see this...

How much did Mr. Jones
pay you for this?

I am Mr. Jones.

Oh, I see.

That makes the publicity story
even better, doesn't it?

But there won't be any story.

I told Jimmy, I'd murder him,

if he put in one word,
and I will.

That's the truth.

You know it's the truth.

I don't know anything.

Except that Paul is gone.

And I miss him.

But he isn't gone.

Oh, yes, he is.

Paul really loved me.

He gave us his life savings.

He even stole for me.

And so a Princess found
herself in love with a waiter.

But Mr. Jones,
quite different.

He was only having fun

being amused by some
rather childish people.

Beside my Paul,

this Mr. Jones
is a little man.

Now, wait.

Goodbye, Mr. Jones.

(MACHINE CLACKING)

The car is ready,
Your Highness.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Vova, very snappy, too.

I am getting this machine
Paul lent me to practice on.

You know,
it's practically human.

You don't even have to think.

Give me couple of numbers.
Uh... Three

and uh, four.

Fine, three.
(CLACKING)

Four.
(CLACKING)

Now, you just
pull on this crank

and...
Seven, right?

Right.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Nicki?
Shh!

We're leaving immediately.

Go away now, darling,
we're busy.

Vova, what are you doing
in that uniform?

Mr. Jones gave it to me
for my new job.

Job? Yes, I'm the
hotel's new doorman.

Vova.
Why not?

I spend most of my life

helping women
in and out of cars.

Now I'm going to be
paid for it.

(BOTH LAUGH)

But have you no pride?

Of course, he has, that's why
he is going to work.

That's why I've
taken a job, too.

Me and my little machine.

So, you've sold out?

For a toy and soldier suit?

Uh-huh. Now, ask me a
couple of hard ones this time.

Uh...

Thirteen and, uh...

Fourteen.

Thirteen...

Where's Prescovia? She's down
in the tea room, rehearsing.

Fourteen.
Rehearsing?

Yes, she's gonna be
the new hostess there.

Mr. Jones, fixed that, too.

Twenty-seven. You
can't miss. No.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

For the last time, are you
coming with me or not?

No, dear. Give me some
real big ones,

you know, over 20.
Let's see, uh...

Oh, uh...

I didn't show you
my new whistle.

Listen. (BLOWS WHISTLE)

Isn't that splendid?

NICKI: Gorgeous, old boy.
(BOTH LAUGH)

Now, I'm gonna ask
myself some numbers.

Uh, three this time.
Now, uh, 57...

(BLOWS WHISTLE)
that's a tricky one.

And 48.
(BLOWS WHISTLE)

And... Oh, look, 99,
oh, I see.

(BLOWS WHISTLE)
(CLACKING)

Oh, good girl.
You made it. Hurray!

Yay!

Of course, I won't
cash it for you.

But my dear fella...

Let me tell you, good man,
that I'm an expert on bad checks.

The worse they are,
the better I am.

You realize that
you're trying to commit

a premeditated fraud?

But I assure you...
Read this.

Why, what is it?
The criminal code.

Good morning.

Good morning.

(SCOFFS)

Trying to put something
over on me, eh?

(SOBBING)
Have you seen Alexandra?

No, not since yesterday.

Gone.
Gone, without a word.

Oh, I believe she did say
something about leaving.

Yes?
Yeah?

But I've forgotten what.

You don't suppose Vladimir
would have any idea?

I doubt it.
He never has had.

However...

(SOBBING) I know something
horrible has happened.

I spoke to the manager.
NICKI: He wants a...

Yes, he doesn't know
anything about it...

Where is she?
Who?

Alexandra.

Is she gone?
Yes, perhaps to kill herself.

Oh.

She maybe dead already.

Hello, desk.
This is Mr. Paul Jones.

Get me the best private
detective bureau in the city.

I know she's dead!
Now, be quiet!

Yes. Detective, yes.

I know she's dead.
And buried.

Listen, tell him to get here as
soon as possible. (CRYING LOUDLY)

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER) Yes,
Princess Alexandra has disappeared,

and I wanna get
a very good detective

to help me find her.

It's very important
and it must be...

(MAN SPEAKING FRENCH)

Well, from this report
it looks as though

she's still in Monte Carlo.

But I can't believe
that, Monsieur.

We have looked everywhere.

Well, keep on looking.

Oui, Monsieur.

(PHONE RINGING)
Hello?

Yes, speaking.

We have a message for you,
from Prince Nicholas.

Yes, what is it?

Oh, well, His Highness
was a little, uh...

hmm, difficult to understand.

But he left
the address of the cafe

where he is waiting for you.

Well, I'll be right down.

Captain, you wait here,

the Prince may have something.

I'll call you back in
ten minutes. Oui, Monsieur.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

PAUL: Well, she's gone, Nicki.

All I have left
is just a memory.

And five Francs.

Five Francs in three weeks...

At that rate, it'll take her
exactly 113 years to...

to pay you back.

Well, I can wait.
Mmm.

In the interim,

I'd better get back
to the boat.

Well, take me with you.
Oh, I can't do that.

Why not?

You couldn't stand it,
old boy.

You mean,
I'm repugnant to it?

Oh, no, no, no.

I mean,
you remind me of her.

Oh, you mean
we look alike?

Not the slightest resemblance.

That's right.
Right.

Well, let's find out
what we owe here. Yeah.

Leave it to me.
Give me the numbers.

Five Francs.

Five. Five.

It says here,
seven Francs.

Seven.

Five Francs.
Well, you said that before.

Oh, I did.
(DISH CLINKING)

Five... What a...
They're all five Francs.

(DISHES BREAKING)

(PAUL AND NICKI SCATTING)

Paul, what kept you?

I was just saying goodbye

to the best little pal
a man ever had.

Oh, and pardon me,
this is Nicholas,

Prince of all the Russias.

Ms. Claire Hastings,

Princess of all the five
and ten cent's stores.

Oh, how do you do?
How do you do?

And now I know
I'm coming with you.

Oh, no. No, alas, no, Nicki.
Oh!

Boatman, take her away.

(WHINES) Oh.

Goodbye, Nicki.
Bye, Paul.

PAUL: Goodbye.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Bye, Nicki.

Bye.

He's a swell fella,
that Nicki.

(SQUAWKS)

Where did that thing
come from?

I bought it for you.
For me?

Why?

You wait and see.
Well, I won't wait,

'cause I can't stand the sight
of a parrot. (PARROT SQUAWKS)

Paul is a bad man.
(LAUGHS)

Isn't that marvelous?
(CHUCKLES)

That's why I bought it.
But where?

Oh, down at a shop
behind the cathedral.

(CLAIRE SCREAMS)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

Uh-oh. It's the darling.

(SQUAWKING CONTINUES)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Sing it, darling.

And here is
the reason, my dear.

Your millions...

of charms.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(SINGING)

BOTH: It's June in January

Because I'm in love

Oh, I'm in love

But only because

BOTH: I'm in love

With you

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)