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Hello,

John. What's happening over there?

We were sending our markets crazy this afternoon.

Everything seems to be going gold and silver.

Well, how far do you expect prime rates to go?

Hmm.

Well, that would depress the economy and keep us all protected.

Right. Speak to you on Monday.

John says they're talking of the prime rate going over 20%.

We'll be late, Daddy.

It's only a charity do.

In that case, Her Royal Highness will have so many hands to shake, she'll

forgive us.

Karen?

Oh,

thank you, Arthur.

Daddy, we really will be late.

Here we are.

Your perfect godsend, Arthur.

He does all the jobs around here that the rest of us don't have time to do.

perhaps you should introduce us.

Arthur Price.

I'm very pleased to meet you.

You must be new here.

Well, actually, it'll be six years on Monday.

You train a girl to be a perfect PA and she goes off and gets married.

You're not going to get married, are you, Arthur?

No, I wasn't thinking of it just yet, sir, no.

Ready, my dear? Yes.

I'm just planting some pollinators, Arthur.

Yes, sir. Come in, Mrs Marsh.

Ah, thank you, Mrs Marsh.

All part of the service.

Arthur? Yes?

I've been worried about you.

You're always pacing up and down, half the night sometimes.

Ah, I'm terribly sorry. Is it disturbing you?

You disturb me, Arthur.

You never go out in the evenings. You never bring anyone here.

Haven't you any friends?

A girlfriend?

Well, um... To tell you the truth, I mean, it's so corny you won't believe

but I've fallen in love with the boss's daughter.

In fact, I've been in love with her for years.

You should see her. She's... Absolute perfection.

Dear.

Is her family rich?

Yes.

Does she know?

Well, how could she?

I mean, we've never really met except in the office where I just gaze at her.

Well, I can't get near her. I don't know how to.

Well, after all, I'm really only the office boy.

People do get promotion.

I don't see much chance of that. I mean, I'm not really executive material, and

even if I did, I wouldn't know the right things to say to her.

I'm sorry, Arthur.

I'm too old -fashioned to advise you, but you could smarten yourself up a bit.

No shareholder.

No office.

Ah. I, uh, wish I were.

No, I do work there, though.

How's the old place doing?

I work there, too, one rather briefly.

Ah.

I, uh, don't remember seeing you there.

No, I was in the Brussels office at his residence. I was encouraged to talk to

him. I've been rather proud, you know what I mean?

It's locked on the old.

Charlie Prince.

How do you do? Arthur Price. Only one letter between us. Prince and Price.

He did this.

He

used

to call me Remittance Man.

You know how families used to ship their black sheep off to Australia or

somewhere? Send them an allowance as long as they kept out of sight?

Well, a family lawyer sends me a registered envelope, first of each

Cash. They wouldn't allow me to open a bank account in case I write more

bounces, so... I get the lolly as long as I stay clear of the family circle and

live under a cool man.

That's better than being a C -strand.

Locked out.

Pardon?

Locked out of my squalid hotel.

Couldn't pay the bill.

They won't let me have my luggage.

So, where do I sleep tonight?

In the park.

Look.

Look.

Just to see you through, I have a room and a spare bed.

Oh, it's extremely good of you. The trouble is I haven't even got a

not unless I can get hold of my luggage.

Well, now, how much do you owe the hotel?

Two hundred and something pounds, service compris.

Well, now, look, I was saving up for some clothes, but I could lend you that

money until you receive your next registered envelope.

That's in ten days' time.

I'll repay every penny, and I'll give you my share of the rent.

used to belong to my great -grandfather.

On my mother's side, posh side, he was ambassador somewhere.

It's airtight.

Damn proof.

And proof.

I've made up the bed for you, Mr. Prince.

I'm so glad you've got company at last, Alper.

No, I try beer, but only for chasers.

You won't see much of me in the evenings.

The thing is, I'm pursuing a bird. She's a bit short of brains, but absolutely

loaded.

haven't told me.

What? What you want of me, in exchange for the loan and the bed.

Ah, well, what I want of you is what I haven't got. I mean, I suppose you'd

it style, but I thought if we were to share the room, you see, I thought some

it might rub off on me. Not just the accent, I mean, well...

Your way of doing things.

No, that's just Eton and Oxford. Took me seven years.

Good act. I could pick it up in five minutes. And we're roughly about the

sort of size. I wondered if now and again I might borrow your clothes.

Never thought I'd be in the dress hire business.

Well, we could take it off your share of the rent, you see.

Rent?

Yes, of course.

Ah, hello.

Your father's in the boardroom.

It's a lovely day, isn't it?

Yes. And that's a very lovely dress.

You like it?

Well, I shouldn't say how much, not to my boss's daughter.

I do wish you wouldn't be so menial, Arthur.

I'll be presumptuous then.

I'd like to take you out.

I have a copy of what's on in my office.

I don't care what's on.

What's

on

is as follows.

At Studio One, a French film. At Studio Two, an Italian film. At the Cine

Center, a film described as the erotic experience of an era.

There are also the Chinese acrobats, the Balinese dancers, Madeline Butterfly,

and, of course, the mousetrap.

Arthur, I don't care what's on.

I'd like you to make me love.

Ah.

Well, um...

What's your day or Wednesday or tonight?

It's tonight

As Granny used to say, I must powder my nose.

Just for the month yesterday.

Oh, where's the letter from Mr. Prince? Yes, yes, that's me. Go on, please.

Look, would you mind if I gave you my share of the rent next week? There's

costing me the earth.

Well, about the 200 pound.

What?

I mean, what about the 200 pound I lent you?

Can we leave that till next month?

Someone owes me, too. Look, here's 20 for expenses.

Who's this girl of yours?

I'm not telling you. You don't laugh.

You're ashamed of her.

No, the opposite.

Oh, you want to impress her.

Yes.

Could you... On a small budget.

Yes.

Well, to start with... Well, now...

Wine. Everything decent and ruinous.

You say, they've a rather good house wine here. A flinty sort of burgundy.

to try it? You can always send it back.

Save your fibre.

Taxis. Man who gets taxi always gets the girl.

You go into the Ritz by the Piccadilly entrance, go through the hotel.

and out to the other entrance where there's a commissionaire.

He gets the taxi, and the girl is staggered by your insolence.

Do I, um... Do I tip the commissionaire?

Give the bastard 10p.

The girl won't know it isn't 50.

I could suggest some changes in your cablery.

Don't say toilet.

Say loo.

Don't say serviette. Say napkin. For God's sake, don't say pardon.

Say what?

If it breaks below 70, we could have charter selling.

I'll take one.

We're very smart these days, aren't we?

Thanks for my Aunt Mary, sir. I was her sole heir. She was, uh...

Rather well advised on her investment.

I'm glad for you.

Thank you.

Look, I must ask one thing.

Take her slumming.

They love it.

And in any case, you know perfectly well that only senior partners are

authorized to deal.

I heard about this revolution on the early morning news. I dashed into the

office at eight. There was absolutely no one here I could consult except the

cleaners. And so I sent the telex on my own authority.

You've landed us up to the neck in a deal that...

John, can you spare it? Yeah, I know.

Well, it looks as if your unauthorized telex has probably made us a great deal

of money.

Well done, Arthur.

Thank you, sir.

I'm just off to the Palmer's. My bird's friend's got a place there.

She's paying my fare. I'm sorry, but you'll have to manage without my

I need it.

A hard luck.

You can have that suit and the shirt still at the laundry.

You owe me five weeks' rent and the loan, 300 thudding pounds.

I'll lend you a cheque.

You've got no bank account, you told me.

I need the clothes, and I need the money. That's your problem.

For me, it's palm trees, white beaches, and the tinkle of ice in rum

cocktails.

What are you doing up there?

Um, Mr. Prince has gone abroad and his damn trunk takes up far too much room.

You might have hurt yourself or scratched the paint.

No, there's no damage done.

Eleanor, I wondered if I could put it in your cellar just for the time being. He

wants it sent on, you see.

Well, I hardly ever go down there.

I doubt if there's room.

The lock's awkward. I'll let you in.

There's his uniform trunk.

That's his tin hat, as we used to call them.

The dent, his German shrapnel.

And he was killed by one of our own bombs.

I hardly ever come down here.

Too many memories.

Charlie Brent. That's me.

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

You're an angel.

And he does deserve it.

Register office wedding, I suppose?

Yes. Neither of us go to church.

Oh, good.

That's easily arranged.

That's not quite how I saw it at all, sir.

I saw Anne radiant in clouds of white, bridesmaids, the choir, the crowded

church.

In fact, I saw her with the best of everything.

You do want the best for your daughter, sir.

Of course. Of course, that is a way of putting it.

It would be an opportunity to get together and celebrate as a family.

Daddy, let's ask all the family.

Oh,

good evening. We've called to see Mr. Prince, Charles Prince.

Oh, I understand he's gone abroad.

Did he leave a forwarding address?

Not with me.

Won't you come in a moment?

Thank you.

Arthur!

It's a gentleman to see Mr. Prince.

Arthur is a friend of Mr. Prince. I'm sure he'll be able to help you.

Such a nice man.

They share the first floor flat. Well, that is, until Mr. Prince went abroad.

He did leave a trunk.

It's in the cellar.

You live here, too?

We've come to see Charlie.

He's my brother.

We used to call him Prince Charlie.

Bonnie Prince Charlie.

Strange.

No forwarding dress.

I'd like to see that trunk.