All language subtitles for The.Prince.and.the.Showgirl.1957.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG.en

[cannon fires]

Man: "Today's arrivals
in London

"for the coronation
of their majesties

"king George v and queen Mary

"include the regent
of Carpathia,

"his serene highness
the grand Duke Charles.

"He will be accompanied
by the present king,
his son Nicholas viii,

"and by the queen dowager.

"They will be in residence
at the Carpathian embassy,

belgrave square, S.W."

[Muttering]

But do you mean to say,
Northbrook,

that you know nothing
about Carpathia
whatever?

Don't even know where
the beastly place is,
for a start.

How long have you been
in the foreign office?

15 years, sir, but I'm in
the far eastern department.

Now, that's no excuse.

What would you think
if I said that I knew
nothing about Siam?

Don't think I'd mind very much.

That sort of remark
will get you nowhere,
Northbrook.

Not even out of this job?

Certainly not.

Your predecessor
has had a riding accident,

and you are now in his saddle,

attached to suite
of the grand Duke Charles,
regent of Carpathia,

and there's an end of it.

But I made so many
jolly little plans
for the coronation,

and I don't speak
a word of Carpathian.

Oh, that's all right.

Fortunately,
they're excessively proud
of their English.

Now, look here, Northbrook.

Carpathia--

a mixed german/slav population
of 11 1/2 millions,

the most efficient
railway service
in the Balkans,

and the fourth-largest
army in Europe.

So delicately poised
is the balance of power
at this moment

that the secession
of this from...

This...

To...

That would certainly
make the aggressor

feel strong enough
to start his war.

And I presume that even in
the far eastern department

they have some idea
of who that aggressor
would likely to be.

Kaiser Wilhelm.

Precisely.
Kaiser bill.

They should've left
the station by now.

You'd better get along
to their embassy.

Yes, by Jove, here they are.

There, Northbrook.
There is your future charge.

Who's the boy?

The king,
for heaven's sake.
The regent's son.

Don't you know anything?

Unhappily,
the boy's pro-German,

a cousin of the kaiser
on his mother's side,

and in 18 months' time,
when he comes to power,

we shall have to
look out for trouble.

That's the queen dowager
beside him--

the boy's grandmother,
the regent's mother-in-law.

Quite a formidable old lady.

And there is the regent.

A character, Northbrook.

Definitely a character.

By the way,
grand ducal highness,
not serene.

And all for formalities--

backing out,
all that sort of thing.

He's very touchy
about those matters.

In fact, he's a very
touchy proposition
altogether,

but a very vital one.

He must not by one jot
nor one tittle
be offended.

And you are
the instrument chosen
by fate and by me

to see to that happy result.

Tonight, for instance,
take him out,
entertain him--

the opera, whatever he wishes.

The opera? I say.

I said, Northbrook,
whatever he wishes.

Yes, who is it?

Miss Marina, hurry.
You'll be late.

What?

All the principals
to meet the royal party.

Miss Springfield's
lining them up
on the stage now.

Oh, gosh!
My shoulder thing
is busted.

Just keep still.

What party?

It'll be that Carpathian lot

in the royal box, I expect.

Oh, gosh!

You'll be all right,
dear, only hurry.

Quickly. Quickly,
everyone, into line.
He's coming.

Quickly! Quiet, everyone.
Into line. He's coming.
Who's missing?

Elsie Marina.

She would be.
Can't that girl ever
make an entrance on time?

They said to tell her,
miss Springfield.

Chorus, in 2 groups,
and remember, you are
to be seen and not heard.

And, principals,
you are not to speak

unless you are
directly addressed.

Should that
happy privilege
be yours,

the regent
is to be addressed
as your grand...

Ducal highness.

May I present
miss Maisie Springfield?

But I know
miss Springfield well.
We are old friends.

Oh, your grand ducal highness.

What a charming character
is this, uh, coconut girl.

Oh, I'm so happy to hear
your grand ducal highness
say so.

It is a character that goes
a little deeper than most
in musical comedy.

Ah, yes. Yes, indeed.
Quite so.

I have been so anxious
to find a role

which offered an--
an emotional challenge.

Most charming it is.

I began to feel
we had lost
the gay person

that I knew in Paris.

How gracious of you,
sir, to remember.

I look forward to--
and this, I take it,
is our hero.

I'm most honored
to meet your...
Grand ducal highness.

I trust lord Percy
will manage
to extricate himself

from his present impasse.

Oh, yes. Yes, indeed, sir,
as you'll see, I hope.

How do you do?
Good evening.

Mr. Tim Thorne Lestrange.

Gosh, what do I do?

Just take his hand and curtsy.

What is he, a king or something?

Regent.

What's that?

It's a sort of
king's understudy,
but he's on all the time.

Regent.

Regent: How do you do?

Man: Good evening, sir.

Miss Betty boot.

Most charming.
Delightful.

Such pretty music.
Did you think so?

Oh, I did. Yes, sir.

Yes. It, um...

Good play. It goes
a little deeper,
I think.

Oh, yes, sir.
Rather, sir.

Charming disguises.

Mr. Dan Lupino.

Most amusing.

Miss Maggie Cooper.

Most agreeable.
Such a strong
and original story,

don't you think so?

Oh, yes, sir.
We all love it.

It offers an emotional
challenge, no?

Oh, yes, sir, like anything.

Miss Murgatroid.

[Speaking native language]

What do I say?

Just how do you do?

What if he says something to me?

You say something back.
Come on, get into line.

Mr. Arthur Lucas.

Good evening.
Miss Fanny Trehearne.

Ah, how do you do?
Most delightful.

Miss Elsie Marina.

And the little
American friend
of our heroine, huh?

How do you do?
Good evening.

How do you do,
your regent--oops.

The damage, I trust,
can be retrieved?

Oh, yes. I can
fix it with a pin.

A pin.
Has no one here a pin?

I should be most happy
to assist you.

Oh, no, your regency.

Ha ha. Charming.
Most delightful.

Well, good night.

Oh, perhaps better not
tempt Providence again.

Ha ha ha ha.

Well, good night,
ladies and, uh...

Good night.

I'm really--
I'm very pleased,

really very pleased.

Oh. So many doors,
like an audience with
the Japanese emperor.

Yes, indeed.

I'm so sorry I must
leave your theater,

but, alas,
the foreign secretary
awaits me.

Oh, yes, sir.
What a shame
you couldn't stay

and see our
lovely wedding scene.

Dare we hope for another visit
from your serene highness?

Himmel, he's not serene.

He has not been serene
since he was regent.

All right, he's gone.
Come on, get on with it.

[All talking excitedly]

Oh, miss Springfield,
I'm terribly sorry
for being so late.

That, miss Marina,
I'm prepared to forget,

but what I cannot forgive
is your disgracing us all

in front of
my very dear friend
the regent.

See?
It could've happened
to anyone.

It could happen to anyone.

That's what makes it so funny,

that it always seems
to happen to you.

What did
you think of him,
by the way?

Don't you think
he's rather a dream?

A dream, she says.

She knows better.

If those are your wishes, sir,

they will be
carried out, of course.

If you please, Mr. Northbrook.

Come in.

Miss Marina, a letter.

What?

I say, by Jove, you look
absolutely stunning.

Oh, go away, silly.

Good evening, milord.

Miss Marina.

Miss Marina.

Else.

Have I got too much Rouge on?

Where are you going?
Romano's.

No, that's all right.
Pink shades.

Aha.
Private room?

Certainly not.
The idea.

Come on, Betty.
Who are they?

Oh, we don't know
their names, dear.

Betty.
Oh, don't
be late, loves.

But they're all right.
They're in the lifeguards.

Oh, come on.

Remember, we've got to be
in our places
tomorrow morning at 7:00.

7:00?
Yes, 7:00.

But the procession
doesn't start
till half past 9:00.

That's what it says
in the papers, dear.
[Blows]

Whatever is that?

Prop man gave to me
for tomorrow.

It's all right. I'll see
she gets there on time.
Come on, Betty.

Oh, I wouldn't miss
the coronation

for the whole brigade of guards.

I say, by Jove, you look
absolutely stunning.

Good night, Ivy, dear.
Don't wait for us.

Oh, thanks, dear.
Good night.

So long, else.

What's that,
summons or something?

Hey, listen.
Come here.

Listen.

"His grand ducal highness,

"the grand Duke Charles,
prince regent of Carpathia,

"requests the pleasure of
miss Elsie Marina's company

"at supper this evening,
June the 21st, 1911,

"at 12 midnight
at Carpathian embassy,

46 Belgrave square."

Let me see.
Is it a joke?

"The honorable Peter Northbrook

"will present himself
at the Avenue theater
at 11:15

to escort miss Marina
to the embassy."

You're in, dear.

Oh, gosh, I don't
have a thing to wear.

Please, ladies, please.

Time is getting short.

Oh, this won't do.

I think
this one's the best,
Elsie, dear, honest.

Say, who else is
coming to this party
besides his majesty?

His majesty?

Yes, that--that--
that grand Duke.

Oh, my dear, you've
quite startled me.

Look, miss Marina,

I think perhaps before
you meet the regent again,

you should learn
the correct form
of address.

Otherwise, who knows?

There may be a few
petites moments
d'embarras.

Oh, I just hate that.

Your host tonight
is correctly addressed as
your grand ducal highness

or sir. Although,
as the prince of Hungary,

which he was before he married
the late queen of Carpathia,

he is, I suppose,
correctly entitled

to the formal appellation
of imperial and royal.

Although, at that time,
by his own request,

serene highness was continued
until he became regent.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

It's most important
that you should,
miss Marina.

And I don't even know
who you are,
much less who he is.

I am his
grand ducal highness'
personal equerry.

And in my own right,

the deputy head of
the far eastern department
of the foreign office.

Deputy head
of the far eastern
department. Imagine.

Imagine.

I still
don't know anything.
I mean, why, uh...

Royal and imperial?
Isn't one enough?

Well, it all goes back
to the holy Roman empire.

The grand Duke
is a nephew by marriage...

Bulging on the hip?

Of the emperor
Franz Josef of Austria.

All right. No wisecracks
about Austria, then.

I sincerely hope
no wisecracks about anything,
miss Trehearne.

In these troubled times,
the lightest remark

can have most terrible
repercussions.

I can see
the history books now--

the war of Elsie's remark.

Say, is it all right
over the you-know-what?

Wonderful over
the you-know-what.

You can come out now.

Well?

Very nice.

Is that all you can say?

Very nice, indeed.

Oh, miss Marina,

there is one other small point--

in conversation with royalty,

only speak when you are
directly addressed.

What did he say?

Wait for the cue
before speaking
the line, dear.

Good night, Mr. Northbrook.

Good night.
I won't wait up.

Are you sure he hasn't
gotten me mixed up
with Maisie Springfield?

He's a very dear friend of hers,

she keeps telling us.

I'm quite sure of that.

But why me? I just
have that little bit
in the second act.

Perhaps that was
just the little bit
he liked.

But why me?
I wonder why he wants me.

Hmm. Tough question that,
all right.

Don't forget
tomorrow morning, dear.

Must leave here sharp at 6:20,

so don't be too late.
Good night.

Be good!

Gosh, this is the first time
I've ever seen an embassy.

Surely not.

After all, there are
9 embassies in London
at the present time.

Anyway, it's the first time
I've ever been...

Inside of one.

Gosh.

This is really something,
isn't it?

Something.

This hallway and everything.

Yes.

Personally,
I find the decorations
a little vulgar.

Well, all I can can say
is give me vulgarity.

We needn't have hurried so much.

We're the first ones, aren't we?

This way, miss Marina.

Upstairs? What's
the idea of having
a supper party upstairs?

Well, it's quite
an informal party.

But think of
all the trouble
of bringing the food

all the way up from the kitchen.

I fancy it'll be
a cold supper,
miss Marina.

Well, they still
have to carry it up.

Is his wife going to be here?

No, miss Marina.
Her late majesty passed over,
as they say,

some 10 years ago.

Oh.

Now, if you should meet
the queen dowager--

oh, gosh, another one?

She is addressed
as "your majesty"
or "ma'am."

Now, the young king,
the regent's son--

oh, no.

Well, it's extremely unlikely
that you will meet him,

but he is
"your majesty" or "sir."

I'm shaking.
This is worse than
a first night.

Oh, we're still
the first ones,
aren't we?

Gee, this is
all right, too,
isn't it?

Is that the dining room
in there?

No.

Well, is it in there?

No.

There, then.

No.

Well, where is it?

Hmm.

And incidentally,
where is his regency?

His grand ducal highness.

Oh, well, all right.
But where is he?

He was called away
to an important meeting.

Hey!

Two places.

Pas devant.

What?
Not in front of them.

I know, but two places. Shh!

[Doors close]

Please, miss Marina,
I beg you, control yourself.

There's no need for panic.

Oh, isn't there?
This is a plot,
isn't it?

Supper for two.
You knew all the time.

Well, I suppose
I have to confess
I did have an idea

when I received
the grand Duke's instructions
regarding yourself--

you know, there's a word
for what you are,

and it's not deputy head
of the far eastern
department.

Miss Marina, I implore you
not to leap to conclusions.

I don't have to do any
leaping to this conclusion.

I just walked straight there,
and I'm walking straight out!

But why this panic
over a harmless little
tete-à-tete supper?

Oh, I know all about
these harmless little
tete-à-tete suppers.

I've had to fight my way
out of quite a few.

"Champagne, and I hope
you like caviar

"and something cold to follow,

"because we really don't
want the servants around,
do we?

"It's so much more fun
serving ourselves,
don't you think?

"And then after supper,
miss Marina, you must
be very tired.

Why don't you
put your feet up
on this nice sofa?"

Oh, no.
I know every move.

Aren't you
confusing this embassy

with a private room at Romano's?

What's the difference?
Except up there,

it's a longer run
from the sofa
to the door.

And there's no evidence
that a Duke can't run

just as fast as the next man.

Oh, please, please, miss Marina.

Pas devant.

Now, don't give me
pas devant stuff.

Make any excuse you like, uh...

My aunt's ill or something.
Your aunt, miss Marina?

I'm awfully sorry.
Really I am,
but good-bye.

Oh, please, please,
please, miss Marina.

You want to get me
and the whole
foreign office

in the most terrible trouble?

Since you asked, yes.

I'm sure you
don't want to insult
the grand Duke.

Why don't you have
a little supper
with him?

It'll be a very good one.

He's the most charming
conversationalist.

After supper,
all you have to say is,

"well, sir, it's been
a most delightful evening,
and I must go home."

Yes, as an exit line,
that's swell, but can you
guarantee the exit?

I don't think so.
This is a Balkan grand Duke,
for heaven's sake.

Educated in England.

That's just what I mean.
No. Listen, please.

Miss Marina, please.

Look, supposing I do
guarantee your exit,
as you call it?

Supposing I give you
time for supper,
and then after supper,

I come in with a message
from a hospital,

where your aunt has been
taken after an accident?

Well, I don't know.

No, I don't think so at all.

Why, thank you.

How do you do?
So good of you to come
on such short notice.

Oh, that's all right,
your regency.

Your grand ducal.

Oh, that's all right,
your grand ducal.

Highness.
Grand ducal highness.

Oh, the hell with it.

I must apologize for being late.

The crowds are
already gathering
in the streets,

and my motor was held up.

That's all right.

Northbrook, I expect
you are looking forward
to your night's rest.

We have a very full day
before us.

We have indeed, sir.

The carriage
leaves the embassy
for Buckingham Palace

at 9:00. If you're
here at 8:20...

Very good, sir.
Good night.

Good night,
your grand ducal highness.

Were you surprised
to get my invitation?

I'll say I was.
I was so surprised,

I couldn't hardly think
you meant me.

Oh, but of course I meant you.

I had your name
most carefully marked down
on my program.

In matters of this kind,
I assure you,
I am most methodical.

Who did you think I meant
if not you, huh?

Well, Maisie Springfield.

Oh, no, no, no.
Maisie Springfield--

she's far too,
what I would call,
old hat.

Oh? And am I
what you'd call
new hat?

Ha ha ha!
Excellent, miss, uh...
Miss, uh...

You don't have
your program handy.

Shh!
Ha ha ha ha ha.

Capital. Most amusing.

Marina. Elsie Marina.
That's my name.

Of course.
How stupid of me.

It's just my stage name,
Elsie Marina.

My dad was a marine, see?

My real name
is Elsie Stolzenburg.

Indeed.

I decided to change it
when I decided to stay
in England.

You see, the company
I came over with
from the states,

um, they got stranded
in New York.

In the strand?
Really?

* let's all
go down the strand,
have a banana *

heh heh heh heh.
Most amusing.

You like caviar, I hope.

Oh, yes.

I ordered a cold supper
because then we can
serve ourselves,

and that's
so much more fun,
don't you agree?

Oh, yes, much more fun.

That is a charming dress.

Well, it's very old, I'm afraid.

Shh!

You like vodka?

I've never tried it.
I don't think I better.

But you must.
This is very special.

Well, uh, cheerio.

Cheerio.

Oh, no, no, no.
Not to sip like that.

You'll make yourself,
as you say, uh, tiddly.

Like this, and then it
has no dangerous effect.

No, no.
No more, please.

Oh, one more
will not hurt a fly.

Maybe, but you know
what they say--

drunk as a fly?

Oh, but that is
really quite excellent.

I can see you have a witty
little tongue, miss Marina.

I have?

Hurt a fly.
Drunk as a fly.

I must remember that.

I really
shouldn't bother,
your grand ducal.

Well, uh, cheerio.

Cheerio.

[Coughs]

What is the matter?

That time I burned
my witty little tongue.

Heh heh heh.
That is very sad.

I'm really quite delighted
you're here, miss Marina.
Quite delighted.

I hope you are, too.

Enraptured.

Ah, will you sit here?

[Pop]

Champagne?

Yes.

There. Now we are to ourselves.

Good. Well, now,
you will forgive me

if I don't join you
for the minute.

I have already had dinner

and have one or two matters
of business to attend to.

Turned quite warm
all of a sudden,
hasn't it?

I wasn't addressed.

Give me the ambassador.

Very well, then wake him.

Ach, ambassador,
you were asleep?
How sad.

I wish to tell you
of my interview with
the foreign secretary.

It concerned, of course,
my having ordered
the arrest of Wolffstein.

Sir, what has disturbed
them at the moment,

we have not been able
to think up a charge,

which makes it rather awkward.

Yes, it was
careless of me,
I admit,

but I have been
so busy all evening.

What? Yes,
yes, my dear fellow,
you can speak freely.

There's no one here.

Uncarpathian activities.

Heh heh heh.
Yes, that would be
most amusing.

But what has
chiefly disturbed, sir,

at what is the fact that
these stupid Americans
have protested.

Some nonsense
about political freedom
and Democratic rights.

You know what children
the Americans are

in matters of this kind.

Their diplomacy always makes me

think of
the minotaur legend
reversed, you know?

The bull chasing Theseus
through the labyrinth.
Heh heh heh.

A steam-traction engine
in Hampton court maze.

Heh heh heh heh.

Eh? Eh? Ha ha ha ha!

Excellent. "Heh heh heh heh."

What? Oh, no.
The British, of course,
will be more sensible.

They'll wait until
after the trial
and then protest.

But, oh, Herr gock,

when will these
crazy Americans grow up?

Yes, we will talk tomorrow.
Good night.

Well, well, well.
And how is everything?

Just dandy.

Ach. I see you have
already served yourself.

How remiss of me.

Oh, not at all.
I prefer it this way.

Splendid.
Well, uh, cheerio.

Mud in your eye.

[Chokes]
What a priceless expression.

Wherever did you learn it?

In America.

Oh, really.
Have you been there?

I was born there.
I am American.

Are you, indeed, miss, uh...

Yes, your grand ducal,
that's just what I am.

Excuse me. I have thought
of another telephone call
I must make.

Oh, it's quite all right.
I just adore my own company.

Connect me with
the French ambassador.

Heh? Yes, he'll still
be at the reception.

Well, I shall try later.

To president Taft.

I said, to president Taft.

[Whispering]
President Taft.

So I wasn't addressed.

Who cares?

Bull in the labyrinth.

Who the heck's Theseus, anyway?

Protest. I should
darn well think
they would protest,

arresting people that way.

Disgraceful.
Ah, miss Marina,

won't you have some champagne?

Oh, I don't know,
your grand ducal.

You really think I ought?

Well, maybe just a sip.

Maybe just up to...

Whoa! Ha ha ha!

I beg your pardon.
You said something?

Oh, no. Just playing
a little game over here
all by myself.

Good. Uh, cheerio.

Down the hatch.

Ha ha ha.

Why was I not informed of
Wolffstein's arrest, father?

Why was I left to learn it

from the London
evening standard?

There was no need to inform you.

No need to inform the king?!

Ah. May I present
miss Elsie Marina?

Good evening.
It's delightful
to meet you.

Won't you sit down?

By whose orders
was Wolffstein arrested?

By mine, of course.

He must be released immediately.

Yes. You may be
a real king
very soon, Nicky,

but for the moment,
I'm still the ruler
of Carpathia

and of yourself.

Go to your room.

Go to your room at once.

Good night, miss Marina.

It has been a great pleasure.

Good night,
your highness--
majesty.

Colonel Hoffman.

Hoffman.

Go to the king's bedroom,

see if he's there,
and lock him in.

Also, most important,

put no telephone calls
through to him,
inward or outward,

until further notice.

Understood,
your grand ducal highness.

Will you hold a moment,
sir, please?

Queen dowager:
We're just going up to say
good night to the regent.

Her majesty
has just come in, sir,

and is declaring
her intention
of saying good night

to your grand ducal highness.

I see. Very well.

The queen dowager has returned

from St. James palace
earlier than expected

and is coming up in a moment.

Huh. The queen dowag--
the queen dowager?
That's your mother?

My mother-in-law.

Oh, that's worse.

You--you--you--
you'll want me to hide,
won't you?

[Chuckling]

Um, where?
Uh, in there?

Do you have a closet
or something?

My dear.

I can see you have
a very strong sense
of the dramatic.

No, no, no.
Just sit there
and calm yourself.

Now, before you meet
my mother-in-law,

I must warn you,
she is a little vague

and can be very deaf,
on occasions.

My dear,

such boredom.

The decoration's hideous,

and the music--
catastrophe.

Our friend, the ex-king
of Moravia, drove me home.

He is now called
the Duke of Strelitz.

He cannot, of course,
go to the Abbey tomorrow,

but he is most anxious
that you should
invite him to the room

you have taken
in the Ritz for Nicky.

Maud? Yes, ma'am?

Oh, there you are, my dear.
I did not see you.

Give me a glass
of that champagne
that I see over there.

Might I present
miss Elsie Marina?

Oh, yes, my dear.
Of course.

I remember you well.

Oh, I'm quite sure
you don't, your royal--

oh, I mean, your, uh...
Imperial--your...
Uh, serene majesty?

What does she say?

She says she is deeply flattered

and compliments you
on your wonderful
memory.

Thank you, my dear.

Sweetly pretty.

She should use more mascara.

When one is young,
one should use
a lot of mascara,

and when one is old,

one should use much more.

And what do you do, my dear?

I-I'm in the coconut girl
at the Avenue.

Ja?

She says she's an actress.

An actress? That is
very interesting.

Um, madame Sarah Bernhardt
has acted for us, you know.

Personally, I do not
find her so good in Magda
as mademoiselle Duse.

You agree, no?

No?

You do not agree?

That is very interesting.

You know Lucien Quitry, too?

No, ma'am.

Only madame Bernhardt.

Well, you are quite right
to be loyal to your friends,
my dear.

Loyalty is a quality
that we do not
see enough nowadays.

Tres bien.
Well, I must go to bed.

Which uniform are
you wearing tomorrow?

The morning
royal guards, my dear.

Ah, now let me see what color.

Oh, that's all right.
We won't clash.

Good night, my dear.

Maud? Where is that idiot?
Yes, ma'am?

Tell my aides
I am ready
to go to bed.

Maud, you look very pinched.

What is the matter with you?

I fear I have
a slight cold, ma'am.

Oh, you poor thing.
I am so very, very sorry.

I must make you one
of my syrups.

So kind of you, ma'am.

Idiotic creature--
always catching cold.
I really can't think how.

As far as I know,
her life is quite
blameless.

Anyway, with a face like that--

good night, my dear.
You are so delightful.

Good night, ma'am.

And just a touch more
on the cheeks, too,
I think.

Yes, ma'am.

And don't make
mischief between me and
madame Bernhardt now,

or I shall be cross.

Oh, a little vague?

Say, doesn't she mind
about you and me?

Mind?

Well, isn't she
your wife's mother?

No, my dear.

My wife and I were married
because she needed
to reinforce

her trade agreement
with Hungary.

I accepted her because
the emperor told me to.

For 10 years, we were
utterly and completely
devoted to each other

with never an unkind word
on either side.

How could there be any question

of anyone minding anything
in such circumstances?

Ooh, I find your life shocking.

Why?

Well, there's no...
Love in it.

Nothing?

Oh, yes,
Maisie Springfields
by the dozens,

but I mean, oh, real love.

[Telephone rings]

Oh, excuse me.

Oh, no, not again.

Yes?

Riots? My dear fellow,
there is no need to panic.

The new chief of police
is a good man,
and I trust him.

Heh? No!

Well, my dear...

Well?

My dear, wouldn't you
be more comfortable
on the sofa?

You could put your feet
up there and rest.

Oh, no, thank you.

I think I'll stay
right where I am.

Just as you please.

[Chuckling]

My dear, it was so good of you

to come and see me here tonight.

You said that before.

Did I?

That is a beautiful dress.

You said that before, too.

Heh heh heh.
What does it matter?

What are words,

where deeds can
say so much more?

[Laughing]
That's just
terrible, my--

what is terrible?

That performance of yours.

Dear, I do not altogether
understand you, miss Marina.

Ohh. Now, don't pull
"grand Duke" with me.

You made a pass,
and I turned it down.

That's all that happened.

We can still be friendly.

Excuse me.

Say, listen,
I could use
a short one.

I need it for my heart.
It's kind of beating
down here.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.
It's not your fault.

In fact, if I'd known
this was all that was
going to happen,

I wouldn't even
have been nervous.

Long life to your
grand highness.

Cheerio.

Better luck next time,
only not with me,
of course.

Say, listen,
there is something
to this stuff.

Are you sure there's no effect

when you drink it that way?

After 3 of them,
you might experience
a certain euphoria.

I think you have had enough.

I think so, too.

I don't know why I was
so nervous tonight.

I thought I was gonna
have a real struggle
with myself.

I thought...

Well, of course,
I would have won it.
I always do.

But I thought this time--

he's a Hungarian prince

and a grand ducal...

Well, with fire
and passion and...

I thought if...
Anybody knows about
this love stuff,

this guy will.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

[Suppresses a laugh]

I even thought...

I even thought
that you'd have...

Gypsy violins playing
somewhere outside,
and that...

The lights would be
dimmed low and...

There'd be strange,
seductive perfume
everywhere in the air.

Well, put it
all together,
I thought,

"mmm, sister,
you better
watch your step.

You just better watch out."

Oh, well.

Do they all fall
as easily as that,

those
Maisie Springfields
and all those others?

Before your insults
grow too great to be
borne, miss Marina,

I'm ringing for your motor.

Oh, no, don't do that.

I mean, I don't want you
to get your car out
again.

I live way out in Brixton.

I could just walk.

You will go in the motor!

Ok, if you insist.

I'll just get my wrap.

Ohh!

Sorry.

Pretty good, huh?

Why am I deserted?!

Why is there no one
to answer the bell?!

Major Domo!

With respect,

your grand
ducal highness
yourself

gave orders that the attendants

were to be moved from the door--

see that a motor is here,
and tell the a.D.C. On duty

he is to escort miss Marina
to a place called Brixton.

As your grand
ducal highness
commands.

Major Domo!

Why was this room not perfumed?

Perfumed, your grand
ducal highness?

And why were the lights
not turned down

to give a romantic
and mysterious effect?

With respect,
your grand ducal highness
gave no such command.

Himmel!
Am I to think
of everything?

Have I not enough on my mind?

What are you doing?

You would lock
the stable door after
the horse has bolted?

If it is your grand
ducal highness' wish that
the stable door be locked,

I will instantly instruct
the head coachman--

dummkopf! Do you not know
the English idiomatic phrase

that it is foolish
to lock the stable door
after the horse has...

Hey? But has it?

Give that to me.

Wait.

One of
my personal servants
plays the violin.

Which is that?

I think it is Franz,
your grand ducal highness.

And does he play it well?

I am tone deaf,
your grand
ducal highness--

where is he now?
In bed, sir.

Well, fetch him out of it,
and tell him I may need him

to play
his confounded fiddle
outside this door.

But don't let him begin
until I ring.

Wait!

[Humming]

Oh, hasn't the car
gotten here yet?

Ah, the little bird...

So anxious to return
to her nest.

Well, this is my exit, I guess.

Please, this is not
quite yet good-bye.

Give me just one minute
to tell you

how deeply distressed
I feel at what has
happened between us.

Listen, I'm the one
who should be sorry.

Oh, please, please,
let me try to explain
a little about something

that is in my mind
at the moment.

Won't you sit down
just for a second, huh?

Well, I don't want to
keep those drivers up.

Oh, that is all right.
They're used to waiting.

It is simply this, my dear.

I have realized that
all that you have said
about my life is true.

It is quite without love.

I'm--I'm growing
into middle age.

Oh, no.

Almost into middle age.

Hey, I didn't ask for that.

Yes. Here am I having
reached the age of 40,

and I have never known
what it is to love
or be loved.

It is like the legend
of the sleeping Princess,

only here it is
the prince who sleeps

and awaits the kiss
of the beautiful
young maiden

that will bring him
back to life.

You mean you want me
to kiss you.

You are so literal.

It is love that I need,

the ennobling love
of a pure young woman,

her bright faith in me as I am

and as I might yet be,

her glowing self-sacrifice
to my little weaknesses
and desires--

for love is sacrifice,
is it not?

[Rings bell]

Yes. And where is
the mystic kiss

which might bring
this sleeping prince
to life?

I got you.

Do you know what
your hair reminds me of?

[Violin playing]

Summer corn, kissed by the wind

into enchantingly
exciting furrow...

Your eyes...

Hey!

Hmm?

Where is that music coming from?

Music? Oh.
One of my servants,
a Hungarian,

always plays at this hour.

He's lamenting his lost love.

Ohh.

Poor boy.

Isn't life awful?

Go back to my eyes.

Twin pools of gladness and joy

in which any man
would be happy
to drown himself.

In both of them?

[Laughing]
In either.

Oh, I like that.
Twin pools.

Go on.

Ah, your chin...

Oh, you skipped my nose
because you noticed
the bump on the end.

Oh, no, no, no.

I left it out because
there is nothing
to say of perfection.

Oh, that's nice.

Back to my chin.

This is what I think
of your chin.

My darling.

Oh, my darling.

[Violin continues playing]

Oh, that poor Hungarian!

I do hope he gets his love back.

Well, don't think of his love.

Think of ours,
my darling,
you know?

Think of our love
and the beauty of
our meeting here.

Ooh, you have pretty hair.

Ah, you think so, huh?

You like my hair?

You use the wrong stuff
on it, though.

What do you use?

A little pomade, dear, but--

that's where you're wrong.
You should use, um--

oh, what's the name
of that stuff?

What's the name of it?

Oh, I know!
Uh, pinaud's lilac.

Huh? Ah.

So remember what I was
asking you, my darling--

to remember our love.

Oh, you have pretty eyebrows.

"Love"--
what a universe
of joy and pain

lies in that little word.

Your grand ducal highness!

This is intolerable!

My deepest respects,
sir. My message
is so important,

I had no choice but to intrude.

Revolution?!
No, sir.

Miss Marina's aunt
has been in
a motor accident.

The hospital
is calling for her
most urgently.

What?

Oh, go away, you silly lad.

[Giggling]

But, miss Marina, your aunt.

Do you realize
how serious
her condition is?

Well, it's her own fault.
She has no right out
this time of night.

She's 93.

Miss Marina--

miss Marina
asked you
to go away,

and I command you to go away.

I am most horribly displeased

at this breach
of etiquette,
Mr. Northbrook,

and shall no doubt
find opportunity

of expressing
my displeasure
in certain quarters.

Your grand ducal highness-- go!

[Giggling]

My dear...

Ooh.

I got a solemn word
of warning for you.

What is that, my beloved?

You know what's going to happen?

I'm gonna fall in love with you,

'cause I always, always do.

Always?

Hmm. Both times.

So, you better watch out.

You better watch out.

Oh! What pretty cherubs
on the ceiling!

Good night, my darling.

Good night.

See you in the morning.

Major Domo!

[Violin continues playing]

Stop that infernal din!

How do you expect a man
to get any sleep?

[Bell rings]

Good morning, sir.

[Whispering urgently]

Good gracious.

Ah, good morning,
Mr. Northbrook.

Good morning, sir.

Uh, my father
has sent for me.
You think I should go in?

I think, sir,
perhaps you'd
better not.

I understand from the major Domo

that his valets are with him.

They're having
a little trouble
with his shaving.

Promising weather
for the coronation,
don't you think so, sir?

Pity you can't
go into the Abbey,

but, of course,
protocol forbids it.

I understand you're watching
the procession from a window
in the Ritz hotel.

You should have
an exceptionally good view.

Who is accompanying
your majesty?

The Duke of Strelitz...
And, of course, my jailer.

Your jailer, sir?

Colonel Hoffman.

Charles: Is that you, Nicky?

Yes, father.

Good morning, Nicky.

I've been
thinking things over,
and it seems to me better

you do not have Strelitz
with you this morning.

But, father, I do not
want to be alone
with Hoffman.

I know.

Strelitz is my cousin,
and I have not seen him

since his--
since his abdication.

Yeah, I know, dear boy,
you are very fond of him,
but I really think--

dummkopf! Am I to go
to the coronation looking
like a sliced tomato?!

[Knock on door]

Aye?

[Speaking Hungarian]

Nicky, when in England,
we speak only English.

[Shouting in Hungarian]

In any case, Nicky,
I believe you are
merely sulking

because of Wolffstein's arrest.

That issue is far
too important for me
as sulking, father.

Will you please tell me

what has happened
in my country
since last night?

The riots are still continuing,

and that they appear
to be well organized,

I have had no option
but to order certain
further arrests.

Further arrests?

Yes. I have the list
here, I think.

Yes, here it is.

No friends
of yours there,
I hope.

I am not allowed to have
politicians for friends,
father.

You know that.

Thank you so much,
Mr. Northbrook.

Oh, I wonder who it is
I have left off this list.

There was some name
he was looking for

and relieved to find not there.

Shh.

[Speaking Hungarian]

Northbrook!

Sir?

Do I see what I saw?

I fear so, sir. Yes.

But why has she not
been got rid of, huh?

I understand, sir,
her sleep was unduly heavy

and resistant
to prodding and shaking--

she cannot be seen here
at this hour of the morning.

She will make a scandal.

Suppose the queen
is in that room

and she comes out again
looking like that, huh?

I'm sure, sir,
her sense of
comme il faut--

she has as much sense
of comme il faut
as a rhinoceros.

Do I gather, sir,

that the evening was not
an entirely happy one?

Northbrook, this British
understatement of yours

I begin to find irritating.

The evening
was an unqualified
nightmare.

Oh, I'm so sorry, sir.

I have only one evening
in London,

one single evening

in which to arrange
for myself
a little relaxation,

and what happens?

Out of the whole of
this vast, teeming city,

teeming with beautiful,
intelligent women,

you find me what?
A little American
ninnycompoop.

With respect, sir,
either "ninny" by itself
or "nincompoop."

"Ninnycompoop" will serve.

She fully deserves a new word.

The mind of a backward child,

the muscles of a boxer,

and an approach to life

of such stomach-turning
sentimentality

that I found myself, Northbrook,

I found myself last night
uttering phrases

which had any single one
of them been overheard

would have made me
the laughingstock of Europe.

And to crown it all,

she is rendered insensible
by an amount of vodka

which in Carpathia

you would add
to the morning milk
of a 4-year-old child

as a mild tonic!

And, gott, how maddening

to think how overjoyed
Lucy sunningdale
would have been

if I had asked her
to have a little supper
with me here last night.

I'd like to remind
your grand ducal highness

I think I heard you remark

that you found
lady Sunningdale...
Old hat.

I have
no doubt at all
that I did.

Nevertheless,
my dear Northbrook,

there is an old Russian saying--

"better an old hat
than a bare head."

And telephone
to lady Sunningdale

and ask her
to join me here
tonight for supper.

But, sir, the coronation ball...

I shall make
a token appearance
and leave in good time,

say about 12:30.

But, sir, tonight,
coronation night,

she may well have an engagement.

She will break it.

Elsie: Good morning.

That's his room
in there, isn't it?

Yes, but, miss Marina--

but I've just got to say
good morning.

Charles: Who is that?

Guess who.

Oh, gott!

Good morning, my dear.

Oh, good morning.

How are you?

Oh, you poor darling,
you've cut yourself.

It is nothing.

Oh, but you still
look lovely to me.

What's the matter?

Uh, someone might come in.

Oh, this is Times Square.

I found that out last night.

But who cares?

But this is the morning.

It's different, you know?

What's different about it?

Unless maybe it's you.

No, I assure you, my dear,

I'm exactly the same person.

You're not acting
exactly the same way.

But this is the morning.

You keep saying that.

I remember last night,
the way you kept
repeating yourself.

Tell me, my darling grand Duke,

is it only very late at night

that you're such
a lonely person,

you feel the need
to share your life
with a pure young woman,

no, no, please.
Whose bright face...

Ennobling love--

there are certain phrases

should never be quoted
out of context.

I don't know what that means.

Oh, yes I do.

It means it's the morning.

Doesn't it?

Anyway, to me, it's
still dream time.

This coronation day, 1911,

I woke up to find myself
madly in love with you.

But madly.

So there.

My dear, I'm overwhelmed,
of course, but, alas,
I feel it my duty--

oh, don't make
another long speech,

although some of them last night

made more sense than you know.

You know, you do need
more love in your life.

I never met anyone
who needed it more.

So now you've got it,

good luck to you.

Cheerio.

Is that all you're going to say?

Oh, my dear, of course
I'm overwhelmed,

but, alas, we have
so little time together.

I must leave tomorrow
for Carpathia.

Tomorrow?

Mmm.

Oh, well. As soon
as the show's over,

I'll rush right over.

That's a promise.

Splendid.

Anyway, we still
have today, haven't we?

Well, now, you see,
my dear miss Marina--

miss Marina?

But it was "beloved" last night.

Ah. Well, alas, beloved--

oh, don't go on
saying alas
in that phony way.

Oops. Here we go.
Times Square.

We have precisely 7 minutes.

Oh, gott, I must get ready.

And so, alas--

I mean I'm afraid
we must say
our little adieus.

Ok, honey. You go get
into your costume,

and don't forget, I'm going
to be sitting right outside
of the Avenue theater.

That's where you came
last night.

That's just opposite
the new admiralty arch,

so don't forget to wave
to me, will you?

I will remember.

Oh, say, could you get me
an old raincoat somewhere?

Raincoat?

Yes, I can't very well
go down the street
this way.

I see your point, miss Marina.

I'll try and find you
an old mackintosh,

but such things
are not so easy to come by
in belgrave square.

[Music plays]

[Horn honks]

But she can't have
stayed here all night.

Well, where did she stay, then?

I don't know.

Look! Isn't that her
at the window?

Elsie!
Elsie!
Elsie!

Elsie!
Elsie!
Elsie!

[Women yelling]

She's gone!

Oh, she didn't see us.

Shall we wait, or what?

Oh, we must make her see us.

Oh, it's you.

Oh, I mean it's your, uh...

Let's see. What are--
oh, your majesty.

Good morning, miss Marina.

That was a charming dance.

Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a little routine
I have to practice.

I'm an understudy, you know.

Oh, really?
Most interesting.

I wonder, miss Marina...

If I might ask you
to do a small favor
for me, eh?

Will you ring up
a certain telephone number--
this one?

Oh, what could be easier?

Thank you so much.

Gerard 2-4-5, please.

Not so loud, please.

When you
get the number, ask
for the ambassador.

Hello. Um...

[Softer]
Hello.

Is the ambassador there?

Oh, no.
It's not for me.

It's for the king of Carpathia.

You shouldn't have said that.

There are spies everywhere!

Oh, there are?

Excellence...

[Speaking German]

[Bugle blows]

Elsie!
Elsie!
Elsie!

Elsie!
Elsie!
[Toot]

[Nicolas speaking German]
[Women shouting]

Auf wiedersehen.

Thank you so much, miss Marina.

That was most kind.

Think nothing of it,
your majesty.

You are going to the coronation?

Oh, I'll say.

You must come to mine.

Really?
When is that?

16, 18 months.

Not sooner than that?

Sooner, miss Marina?

Yes.

I speak German.

I was born in Milwaukee.

You're going to
turn your father out
on August 15

and make yourself a real king.

The Bulgarian army's
going down to help you.

It is most unfortunate
that you should have
heard that.

It might prove
exceedingly dangerous
for you.

Dangerous? Oh,
don't give me that.

I'm an American citizen.

Nobody can do anything to me.

Besides, who cares
about your old
Balkan revolutions?

You have them
all the time, anyway.

You--ahem...

You are going to
tell father, of course.

Depends if I get the chance.

[Bugle blows]
Miss Marina,
I beg of you--

oh, excuse me.

[Women shouting]

Hello, Fanny!
Hiya, girls!

You all right?

Of course I'm all right.
What, are you
worried about me?

Worried?
I didn't sleep
a wink last night,

so this morning
I went to collect
a rescue squad.

Oh, I don't need any rescuing.

I'm having a lovely time.

Elsie, you're a wicked girl.

Oh, no, I'm not. Not yet.

Well, come down at once.

We're terribly late as it is.

Ok, you run ahead.

I have to say my one last
good-bye to my regent.

Fanny: What's he like, Elsie?

Elsie: He's the cutest
grand Duke in the world.

Is he nice?

No, not really,
just kind of cute.

Like the ones on the stage?

He's not like that at all.

He hasn't any
sense of humor
and not a bit of charm.

What?
What?
What?

Well, why do you find him
so cute, then?

I don't know.
I just do.

In fact, I love him so much,
I could eat him,

just chew him up.

[Women giggle]

Don't let anybody
get my seat.
Run along, now.

Women: Bye, Elsie.

But I have a very good
sense of humor!

Oh! Oh, of course
you have,

but it's kind of a Balkan one,

just
as good as ours,
but different.

And, well, you
shouldn't listen to
private conversations.

Nicky, what are you
doing standing about?

You should be on your way.

Yes, father.

Here.

What's this?

A small parting gift.

I was going to present it
to you with a few
appropriate words,

but now you have driven them
clean out of my head.

Oh, it's beautiful.

With your crest and everything.

It is nothing.

I don't want to say anything,

but I'll bet there
are quite a few
of these things

being worn
around Europe
these days, huh?

Oh, not Maisie Springfield.

Oh, well, I can't complain.

After all,
she really earned
hers, didn't she?

Pin it on for me, please.

This is where I wake up,
I guess, isn't it?

I fear so, my dear.

Yes, uh, ok, well...

Guess that's my cue.

Good-bye.

It has been wonderful
knowing you.

If only it could have
lasted longer.

[Giggling]

What's the matter?
I've said something wrong?

No, you spoke
your line beautifully.

It's your medals.
They're tickling me.

Why do you always
say such things?!

You seem to enjoy
disconcerting me.

That is one thing
I cannot bear,
to be disconcerted.

See that her majesty
is ready. We leave
in 2 minutes.

Her majesty is ready.

And the motor
to take the king
to the Ritz?

He has already left.

Miss Marina...
[Clicks heels]

[Door slams]

This is all I can
find, I'm afraid.

Belongs to the housekeeper.

Oh, it'll do just fine, thanks.

Oh, dear.

Life is rather sad
sometimes, isn't it?

Sometimes.

I'm so late now,

I'll never get there on time.

Oh, gosh!

Who was that?
Mr. Northbrook,
who was that creature?

Was it an anarchist?

No, ma'am.

Then who was it?

A young lady,
ma'am, called
miss Elsie Marina.

Ah.

Fetch her to me.

Miss Marina.

Her majesty wishes
to speak to you.

Miss Marina.

Good morning, my dear.

So delightful to see you again.

Why are you dressed up
as a revolutionary?

Is this a new game?

If it is,
you should have let me know.

I love games.

Elsie: No, ma'am.
It's not a game.

Well, take that thing off.

It looks most unbecoming.

Queen dowager:
Come here, my dear.

I am going to have a cigarette.

So soothing
before a long ordeal.

Will you join me?

No, thank you.

Well, please sit down.

Oh, ma'am is probably wondering

why I'm still
dressed the way
I was last night.

You see, I had
a stupid accident
with my latchkey.

What does she say?

Said she had
an accident with
her latchkey, ma'am.

And what is a latchkey?
Well, ma'am, it's--

oh, it does not matter.

I'm sure it is
something very dull.

Such irritating news,
Mr. Northbrook,
this morning.

Maud Wollenzu meisen-braun,

my chief lady-in-waiting,

claims she cannot leave her bed.

So I have no option
but to take the baroness
brunnheim to the Abbey.

It is not, of course, her fault,

but I feel we shall
be very squashed
in the carriage.

[Speaking French]

Excuse me, ma'am.

I didn't quite catch that.

I don't think
miss Marina speaks
French, ma'am.

Doesn't speak French?
How ridiculous.

She lives
with Sarah Bernhardt
in Paris.

[Speaking French]

Oui.

You see?

[Speaking French]

Oui.

Bien.

[Speaking French]

Most intelligent.
Reading la Roche-Foucauld.

Yes, indeed, ma'am.

I think perhaps I'd
better warn the regent

that we shall be leaving soon
if your majesty
will excuse me.

Mmm. Is that
that evening dress
you were wearing?

Oh, yes, ma'am.
You see, I was
trying to explain--

ohh...

Lottie, my jewelry box.

Just turn around,
my dear, will you?

And lower yourself.

Yes, that is very possible.

I think we need something else.

But, ma'am--

just turn around again,
my dear, will you?

And lower yourself again.

Good.

Oh, what's happening?

Is this a game?

Did you say something, my dear?

Ask ma'am if this is a game!

She wants to know,
is this a game, ma'am?

Uh, Lottie, my dear,
put your cape on her,
would you?

Oh, what's happening?
Please tell me.

Better and better.

Lottie, my dear, would you
be very disappointed--

ho ho.
On the contrary, ma'am,

as you know,
it is my little trouble.

I always have been a little
nervous of long ceremonies.

Good.
That is settled, then.

Lend her your gloves
and arrange her veil on her.

Oh, what's happening?
Please tell me.

I am appointing you
my lady-in-waiting
for the day, my dear,

and taking you to the Abbey.

Oh, ma'am, you can't.

I mean, what if someone
would recognize me?

I'd be arrested.

Arrest my lady-in-waiting?

My dear child,
such an absurdity.

But where will I sit,
and what will I do?

You just do what is obvious

and sit where
Mr. Northbrook
tells you.

You still look rather bare.

I know.
You need an order.

Lottie, go and fetch
the ambassador,
will you?

My dear...

Hello.

My dear, such fun,
how you will laugh.

We are taking miss Marina
to the Abbey.

Oh? Are we?

But I need an order
for her, my dear.

Ah, dear ambassador,

fetch me that nice mauve order,

the one the regent gave

to the foreign
secretary
the other day.

My dear mother-in-law--

what is it you
are wearing, Lottie?

The purple pillow--

no. The mauve one is
much more fetching.

So slim and pretty,

we will now be
most comfortable
in the carriage.

Hand it to the regent.

You realize, I suppose,

that this order is only given

for a very special
personal service

to the head of the state?

Such hairsplitting.

No doubt she will
do you one one day.

Take your cape off.

Kneel down.

I hereby invest you
with the royal
Carpathian order

of perseverance.

Second-class.

Queen dowager:
Come, my dears.

And I hereby return you this.

After all,
we're not parting
quite yet,

are we, my darling grand Duke?

[Crowd cheering]

[Band plays]

Oh, it's a shame.

She's gonna hate us.
Oh, do be quiet.

Yes, fair Lily,
we can't spoil
a lovely day like this

worrying about
that wretched girl.

I'm sure miss America
has missed the boat.

Nyah, nyah, nyah.

Oh, shut up.
Oh, cheer up, Fanny.

It's her own silly fault.

Well, it's a shame.

Oh, well.
What could we do?

[Cheering]

Oh! Isn't this wonderful?

Most impressive.

And the soldiers
facing the procession, too.

Such a change from
the last coronation
I attended, the bessarabias.

Revolver shots going off
like kettle drums

and the sky black
with infernal machines.

Happily, no fatalities,

except in the crowd,

but it all left
a very bad impression.

[Gasp]

This must be his grand Duke
who lives now.

This is your moment,
Maisie, dear.

She won't get over this.
It's a shame.

It's her. I promise you,
it's her.

It's Elsie!

It's Elsie!

[Bugle blowing]

[Women screaming]

Ha ha ha ha!

Miss Springfield,
miss Springfield,

it's Elsie Marina,
miss Springfield,

with the regent
of Carpathia. Mmm!

Such a thing could not happen.

[Horn blowing]

[Organ plays]

[Fanfare plays]

[Singing hymn]

[Female soloist sings]

[Choir sings]

[cannon fires]

[Bells peal]

Say, you haven't seen
an old raincoat around,
have you?

Ok, forget it.

Oh.

Gosh.

Another one.

Hi there!

Good afternoon, miss Marina.

Oh, don't look so anxious.

I don't tell tales.

Oh. Oh, that is good of you.

I'm so very grateful.

Still,
that doesn't mean
that I don't think

you're a very naughty boy.

Indeed?

To me and many of my countrymen,

it is my father who
is the naughty boy.

Yes, but you're only 16,

whereas he's--

well, he says 40,

but I'd make
a rough guess
at, um...

45?

Shouldn't you wait
till you're grown up?

Miss Marina...

I can see that you are very kind

and a good person,

but in matters of this nature--

Nicolas...

I wish to speak with you.

No, do not go, miss Marina.

This concerns you, too.

The telephone operator
has reported to Hoffman

that you've talked with
the German ambassador
this morning.

That is true?

Yes.

After miss Marina
had obtained you
the number.

She did not know
what the number was.

You passed a message,
didn't you?

Your operator will tell you--

she doesn't speak German.

I know.
I found that out.

Will you tell me
the message, Nicky?

Isn't it nice
that it was such a fine day
for the coronation?

You'll go to your room.

Colonel Hoffman
will visit you there
later.

And, of course,
there's no question

of your going
to the ball tonight.

I prefer not
to keep company
with traitors.

Miss Marina...

I say this with sincerity.

It has been a real pleasure.

What am I to do with such a boy?

If you were asking me
that question seriously,

oh, would I
give you an answer,
but since you're not--

but I am asking you,
although, Herr Gott,

I know what the
answer is going to be.

Something about his
not having enough love
in his life, I suppose.

Not such a bad guess.

[Speaking German]

Such sentimental idiocy.

Why do you always
swear in German?

Because the Germans
have the best oaths...

And the best machine guns.

Yes, I suppose...

Cross thunder weather yet again

wouldn't sound
nearly so fierce,
would it?

Oh, well.

I guess there's
nothing left for me to do

but to take off all of my finery

and slip quietly
out of your life
forever.

What?

I said, I guess
there's nothing left--

no, no, no.
Before that.

You translated.
Do you speak
German?

Sure.

Then you heard his message.

Oh, yes, but I'm not going
to tell you what it was,

so don't excite yourself
too much.

Ooh, don't you look cute
when you're fierce.

Miss Marina...

You are in possession
of some very dangerous
information, and I must--

now, don't put
the screws on me,
darling.

Oh, my dear, dear child,
if only you could--

oh, you can't wheedle me either.

[Shouting in German]

Well done.
That's the best yet.

[Giggling]

My darling, don't swear anymore.

You're gonna run out of oaths.

I'm not going to tell you,
and that's that,

but I will tell you
I think the treatment
of your son just now

was plain bad policy.

Good policy, I suppose,

would be to kiss
the little schweinhund
on both cheeks

and say, let bygones be bygones.

Dear child, come to the ball.

The words right out of my mouth.

Now, who is Nicky
more likely to tell
his plot to,

that nasty old colonel Hoffman

giving him
the dickens
in his room

or his dream prince
of a beautiful father

taking him to the ball?

Do not call me by these names.

It is grotesque.

Oh, darling,

I may call you
by other names
one day,

but for now,
you'll have to
forgive

the language of love.

I'm ready for my good-bye kiss.

Is that all I get?

The way I'm feeling
at the moment,

it is considered a bit too much.

Tell the king
to come and see me.

Hey, what about
my parting present?

No. Pin it on, please.

Now...

Say to me
what you said to me
this morning.

If I do, you will
only laugh at me again

and say my epaulets
are scratching you
or something,

and I shall be
disconcerted again.

Take the risk.

It has been wonderful
knowing you.

If only it could
have lasted longer.

Thank you, my darling.

His majesty.

Nicky...

Sit down, Nicky.

This German embassy affair

has made me most unhappy.

I have always known
that you and I

did not see
eye-to-eye
on policy,

but that my own son
should conspire
against me

has been a most bitter shock.

Ah, Nicky, Nicky,
I wonder if
you realize

how easy
it is to break
a father's heart.

If you mean your heart,
father, I don't.

Perhaps that is because
I don't wear my heart
on my sleeve, Nicky.

Some people prefer
to keep their feelings
bottled up, you know,

and I--maybe I am at fault--

[plucks strings]

Anyway, Nicky, I
don't want to say
any more about it.

I have decided
to let bygones
be bygones,

and after all,
in spite of
everything,

you may come to the ball.

Thank you, father,
but I don't think
I want to.

I think I would
rather go to bed.

Oh, but, sir,
you must go
to the ball.

It's going to be
the most beautiful
ball ever--

fabulous uniforms,
beautiful decorations--

no. I would've
liked to have gone,

but grandmother
says she's not going
because she's tired,

and I won't know anyone.

And I won't have anyone
to dance with.

Invite someone to dance with.

Invite someone?
Yes, of course.

I can easily
arrange these
things.

You mean anyone?
Yes, anyone!

Miss Marina,
will you accompany me

to the coronation ball tonight?

Oh, I shall be
very happy to obey
your majesty's command.

That is good!

Then I shall come in person

to collect you at
your theater at 11:00?

Oh, that would be nice.

Say, uh, do you
think your grandmother
would mind if...

No, she won't mind.
I'll bring them for you.

She'll just say, "such fun."

And I'll borrow
one of her tiaras
for you, too.

Well, if they can
see me leave
the theater in a tiara,

they can darn well
see me arrive
in an evening gown.

I think I shall find
you another order.

The one you are wearing
is not first-class.

Oh. No? Well, mind,
I wasn't going
to say anything,

but, um, if you really think...

See you at the ball.

[Orchestra playing
lively dance music]

Dear Lucy.

You don't know
how many engagements

I've broken for
your sake tonight--

some that I wouldn't have broken

for any other man in the world.

So kind.

You will come, then,
to the embassy
at about 12:30?

I have arranged a little supper.

At your command,
I would come to the
end of the earth.

Belgrave square is
fortunately not so far.

Ah, and here is
your escort, my dear.

If your grand ducal
highness will permit.

Not at all.
I envy you, old boy.

Well?
I'm afraid I
can't find them.

Northbrook,
you should
not let them

out of your sight for a moment.

With such a girl like that,
anything can happen.

Anything.

You search that way,
I will search this way.

"...for the
settled peace
of the kingdom.

Signed, Nicolas viii."

Uh, just "Nicolas."

Ok, Nicky.

Well, it seems
reasonable enough
to me.

If only
your father were
a reasonable man.

Excuse me, please.

Oh, pardon me.

Really.

Anyway, I promise
to do everything
I can.

Anyway, it's gonna
be wonderful to have
a dance with him.

Ahem.
Oh!

Hello there!
We've been looking
all over for you.

Indeed? And I
have been looking
for you.

Well, can you beat that?

Father, I feel sure
that you should like

to have a dance
with miss Marina.

I should be charmed.

[Playing intro to waltz]

Ah, Northbrook.

Would you care for
a little refreshment?

Thank you so much.

What a sweet boy he is.

My son?

Far too grown up.

I guess that's just due to, uh--

due to his upbringing.

Say, wouldn't it be a good thing

if you and him made it up?

I mean, for your country
and for European peace
and all that.

These things are not
done so easily.

Oh, I don't know.
With a little
give and take,

it wouldn't be so hard.

As a matter of fact,

I just happen
to know what his
conditions would be.

Conditions?

Yes. He wants a motorcycle,

and he wants to be
allowed to ride it
anywhere in Carpathia.

Well, it seems
reasonable enough to me.

Let's see. What else
did he want?

Oh, yes, I remember.

He wants a general election.

[Speaking German]

I knew you would say that.

Still, I don't know
why you object.

General elections
are a good thing.
They're Democratic.

You are very pretty, my dear,

but you will be wise
to think twice

before entering
the political arena.

You may find the role
of madame de pompadour

is a little beyond your range,

and your range is
so charming as it is.

Do you reverse?

Just try me.

[Giggles]

It is time for Nicky to go home.

And it is time for
me to say good-bye
to you, my dear.

Oh, is it?

I fear so, my dear.

Oh...Alas.

Um, what about my brooch?

Uh, it will be sent on to you.

Oh, no. Don't bother.

I could stop by sometime
and pick it up.

Yes, of course. By all means.

Northbrook?
Yes, sir?

You will conduct
his majesty back
to the embassy

and take miss Marina to Brixton.

And now, my dear,
it really is good-bye.

I thank you for your
little services to us,

and I wish you much
happiness and success.

Oh, your grand ducal,

it's been a great, great...

Well...Good-bye.
Good-bye.

Good night, Nicky.

Northbrook, I will take
my carriage in 10 minutes.

They went for a ride on a bus?

A public bus?

On number 57.

This may mean
a scandal, Northbrook.

Yes, sir.

And you followed this bus
in the carriage
as far as Victoria station?

Yes, sir.
I then followed
them on foot

as they walked
from there
to the embassy.

They walked--
you mean she's here
in the building?

Yes, sir. She is
with the king in
the stewards' room.

What are they doing
in the stewards' room?

She is teaching the king
an American dance

called a fox trot.

Your valet Franz
is playing for them.

With one or two others
of the household.
In ragtime.

[Speaking German]

Exactly, sir.

Lady Sunningdale is late.

Only a few minutes, sir.

Her unpunctuality used to be

one of her
most irritating
characteristics.

I had hoped
she might have grown
out of it by now.

She has had
the, after all...Time.

Hello.

Hello.

Oh, supper!
How lovely.

How thoughtful of you, darling.

I'll just run down
and say good night
to Nicky.

I'll be right back
in just a minute.

Come, come, sir.

All that
is needed is
a little firmness.

You should say straight out

that the supper is not for her

and that you
are expecting
another guest.

That is your
considered suggestion

for surmounting this
crisis, Northbrook?

Yes, sir, it is.

Then I can only say
that I now fully
understand

why the foreign office
always makes such a mess

of its relations
with the state department.

Northbrook, we are
not here dealing with
a civilized adult,

but with an unruly child.

Do you think
I am anxious to have
supper for 3?

I'm sorry, sir.

I had not,
I agree, considered
that aspect.

The best policy, then,
would appear for me to...

Intercept lady Sunningdale
on arrival

and escort her to
the little music room
downstairs.

There I can arrange to
have another table made.

2 suppers I am to eat?

I'm afraid I see no alternative.

But how am I to leave this one?

That is the crux, Northbrook.

A few minutes after
lady Sunningdale
arrives,

I shall come up here
and announce

that the ambassador
urgently requires
your presence

in the chancellery

and that your business
will last for at least
an hour.

You will then
say good-bye
to miss Marina

for positively the last time--

oh, I shall be here, sir.

No harm will come to you--

and leave miss Marina
for me to escort
back to Brixton.

At least an hour is hopeless.

You had better say all night.

Only so will your plan

have the faintest
chance of success.

Well, here I am.

You may leave us, Northbrook.

Very well, sir.

Say, he doesn't do
that half as bad
as me, does he?

Vodka?

Thank you.

Oh, that's too much.

Oh, you can take that, surely.

Oh, too fast.
I wanted to make
you a toast.

Well, here,
you'll have to
have some more.

No--not so much, please.

You don't want
to spoil my illusions
of you, do you?

What are your illusions of me?

Well, your capacity
for vodka's certainly
one of them.

Here's to...More love
in everybody's life.

Cheers.

Well, I have
a little document here.

Shall I read it?

"Manifesto to
my faithful subjects.

"I, Nicolas viii, king,

"do hereby renounce and reject
thoroughly the overtures

"lately made to me
by a certain person

"that I assume the powers
of government before
the appointed time,

"and I do hereby
solemnly adjure
all citizens of the realm

"to unite loyally
and wholeheartedly

"under the regency
of my father,
the grand Duke Charles,

"for the settled peace
of the kingdom.

Signed, Nicolas."

But it isn't signed
"Nicolas" at all.

Of course not, darling.

You know, you have
those little conditions
to agree to first.

Give and take, darling.
Give and take.

Ah, that's right.

That'll help you see it
in the best possible light.

Do you not see,
you pretty little
dummkopf,

that a general election
will put the kaiser's
party in power

and there will be a war
in Europe in 6 months?

Well, I don't see
how you can
be so sure.

I mean, well, what
if your party wins?

That's a funny thing
about general elections.

You never know
who's going to win.

"The overtures
lately made to me
by a certain person..."

Of course, you do not realize

what it is you are
making the boy sign.

Yes, darling.
A manifesto.

A confession.
An abject confession
by my son

that the kaiser's party
were plotting with him

to overthrow
the constitution
and destroy me.

Ausgezeichnet!

Another vodka.

Ah, no, thank you.
I've had enough.

A little one.

Ah, hmm.

Something to eat?

Uh, no, thank you.
I'm not hungry.

Of course, the timing of events

will have to be
most carefully
considered.

I hold
the initiative now.
I must not lose it.

Well, I don't see,
with your fine brain

and your wonderful grasp
of the situation,

how you could ever lose
anything so little

as an initiative.

Wouldn't you be
more comfortable
with your feet up?

No, thank you.

Vodka?

No, thank you.

Mein gott! I have it!

What?

I will give this manifesto

to the press of
the entire world.

That will proclaim
wolffstein's guilt

and explain why I've
had to put him in jail.

Also, it will
answer those stupid
American protests--

I mean, it will satisfy
Democratic opinion.

Well, that's wonderful.

But here lies
the real key
of the plan.

I will be most magnanimous.

Having established
the guilt of Wolffstein
to the entire world,

I will then release him.

So will I make him
look the perfect
bloody fool,

and I will look
to my country and
the rest of the world

as the true
freedom-loving democrat,

and so will I
win my election
by a landslide!

Brilliant! Brilliant!
Quite, quite brilliant.

[Rings bell]

Oh, I can see
they don't call you

the fox of the Balkans
for nothing, do they?

Am I called so?

Didn't you know it?

The fox of the Balkans?

[Chuckles]

[Violin plays]

Oh, you look
so like a fox with
those eyebrows...

Look like a fox?

Yes. Like a sleek,
dangerous animal.

But such a lonely one.

Oh, my child, it is
my lot to be lonely.

But must it always be so?

It must...It must.

Darling, if you
could only under--

[violin playing]

Where's that music coming from?

Oh, never mind, darling.

It's just
that Hungarian,
I expect.

You told me he
played every night.

The--the-- oh, yes. Every Ni--

mmm. Never mind, my darling.

* I found a dream *

* laying in your arms *

* the whole night through *

* I'm yours *

* no matter what
others may say or do *

* light of heart
and fancy free *

* that's the way to start *

* there will be
nothing to lose *

* till you lose your heart *

oh, my child, if only you knew

how I long for
that kind of freedom.

Oh, my sweet.

Go on with what you were saying.

What does it matter?
What are words?

What are words
where deeds
can say so much more?

Oh, not that again, darling.

Can't you think
of something else
to say?

[Speaking Hungarian]

I didn't quite catch that.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh, gosh,
your grand
ducal highness,

how I love you!

[Shouting in German]

How dare you!

Your grand ducal highness,

the ambassador has arrived,

if you know what I mean.

Please do not argue.

Leave the room at once.

Think yourself lucky

I'm not telephoning
the foreign secretary
immediately!

Morgen, Herr Northbrook.

Guten morgen.

[Speaking German quietly]

[Speaking German]

Lady Sunningdale.

[Speaking German]

Mr. Northbrook.

Oh, good morning, sir.

Is my father quite well
this morning?

I've heard nothing to
the contrary, sir. Why?

He has just...
Embraced me.

Well, sir, he's surely
done that often before.

In public, of course,

but this was in private,
Mr. Northbrook,

in his bedroom, with only
his valets to see it.

And he called me...
His darling boy.

How nice.

It is most suspicious.

He was asking, too,
the most extraordinary--

not to say embarrassing--
questions.

Was I not sometimes very lonely?

Had he not always been
a good father to me?

Did I not sometimes feel
the lack of love in my life?

Mr. Northbrook,
my father asked me

if I did not feel
the lack of love
in my life.

Yes, sir. I heard.

You're not surprised?

You have heard something
already perhaps?

Is there cause for concern?

Let me tell you,
Mr. Northbrook,
I strongly suspect

some foreign office
hocus pocus in all this!

The foreign office,
sir, never resorts
to hocus pocus.

You are doubtless
thinking of
the wilhelmstrasse.

Come in.

Good morning, Northbrook!

Punctual as usual,
I see. Splendid!

Herr Gott! How handsome you look

in that uniform of yours.

And yesterday, too.
I meant to say
something about it,

but somehow it slipped my mind.

And Nicky, my darling boy.

Yes, father?

Nothing. Just my darling--aah!

Careful, Franz.

You had better
get ready. We leave
in 5 minutes.

Yes, father.

Give me a kiss, Nicky.

Another kiss?

Why not, heh?

One can overdo such things.

Oh, nonsense.
Fathers should kiss
their sons.

When they are children,
but not when--

Nicky, come and
give me a kiss
this instant!

[Chuckles]

Well, Northbrook...

[Chuckles]

Well, well, well.

Well, well, indeed, sir.

Wonderful morning, is it not?

Wonderful, sir.

I have a letter
here for your grand
ducal highness

of a somewhat private nature.

Oh.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear, dear.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

You know, Northbrook,

what I think
is the trouble
with lady Sunningdale?

She has not enough love
in her life, sir?

Too much. One should
keep her balance
in these things.

Now, Northbrook, I have
one or two commissions

for you to perform
after we leave.

I shall be honored.

First, a special passport
must be obtained

for a journey to
Carpathia next Thursday,

made out in the name of
miss Elsa Stolzenburg.

Miss who, sir?

Citizeness of
the United States,
profession, actress,

stage name, miss Elsie Marina.

Oh, sir, I was
beginning to wonder.

Second, for the journey itself--

a special coach
must be attached to
the orient express,

and a French chef
must board the train
at ostend.

Flowers. Boughs of flowers
in the salons and bedrooms,
of course.

You will attend to these
petty details yourself,
will you not?

Gladly, sir.

Now, for the journey,

she may require
a few dresses, furs,
personal ornaments.

You will see to it
that in that respect,

she is given carte Blanche.

Carte quite Blanche, sir?

As Blanche as she
cares to make it.

Gott es willen,
that was myself
speaking?

It was, sir.

I suppose it cannot be--oh...

Dispose of this, please.

My father is still dressing?

Just finishing, sir.

Oh, thank goodness.

You will be
seeing miss Marina
some time you think?

It appears quite possible, sir.

When you see her,
say good-bye
to her for me

and give her this
small parting gift.

Most certainly, sir.

Also this photograph.

Tell her I enjoyed
myself last night

more than I've ever
before in my life.

And thank her most gratefully.

I will, sir.

Yes.

Mr. Northbrook?

Sir?

Has he kissed you, too?

Not yet, sir.

I should not be
too confident,
Mr. Northbrook.

Playing with fire?

What? Oh, good morning,
miss Marina.

Good morning.

Yes, I am.

That's a sport you
should leave to me.

It was a lovely sunrise
this morning, wasn't it?

I doubt if I paid it
quite the same attention

as you obviously have.

I do hope you
haven't taken cold.

Were you out there long?

Almost all night.

I didn't want to
go back to Brixton.

I wanted to see them off.

You weren't thinking
of going to the station,
miss Marina.

No.

I see.

I have to present these to you

with the king's compliments

and his thanks for last night,

which he claims
was the pleasantest
evening

he has ever spent in his life.

Oh, how sweet.
He signed it, too.

Aah! Ha ha!

The royal Carpathian arms.

Well, wouldn't you know it?

As I am plainly de trop,

I shall await your
grand ducal highness
in the hall.

I won't say good-bye,
miss Marina.

I understand
we shall be seeing
a lot of each other

during the next few days,

what with special passports
and other things.

Special passports?

Northbrook,
that was intended
to be a surprise.

I'm so sorry,
your grand ducal
highness.

I wouldn't
have spoilt it
for the world.

[Door closes]

Good morning.

Good morning.

[Chuckles]

My dear.

I have been making
such a spectacle
of myself today,

behaving like a schoolboy,

and what is so surprising,
loving it, you know?

Oh, dear.

This morning
it's up to me to be
the grown-up one,

isn't it?

Oh, grown up, eh?

It's hard for you
to remember,
I suppose, sometimes.

You're really
quite an important
man, aren't you?

Oh...

I rule a small country
which is not my own.

For which
I have some loyalty,
but no feeling.

I rule it as well as I can.

No better and no worse
than any other man
in my place.

Is that so important?

They say it is.

They? Why are they?

People.

Last night one man said,

"you know,
you wouldn't think it
to look at him,

but there goes
the best political
brain in Europe."

"Would not think it
to look at--"

but, my darling,
in 18 months' time,

I shall surrender
my power to Nicky.

I shall then be a free citizen.

In 18 months' time,
I'm free of my contract
with George Edwards.

So there we are, aren't we?

18...

My dear child.

You do not realize
what can happen
in this world

in 18 months.

Yes, I think I do.

I really think I do.

This is good-bye, then.

Au revoir.

Au revoir, of course.

Could I have
my parting present now,
please?

But it is real, you know?

Of course it is, my darling.

I just want to remember
which one it is.

Pin it on for me, please.

Poor darling, you feel terr--

terribly disconcerted?

Yes...

I do.

Childishness
isn't all fun, is it?

No.

[Door opens]

Good morning, miss Marina.

How good of you
to be here so early,

is it not, Charles?
Yes, yes, indeed.

My dear, such a night.
Not a wink of sleep.

Some dreadful drunkard
fiddling in the corridor
for hours and hours.

And the night before, too,
only not so long.

I did not dare
go out and stop him

in case it was an anarchist
or a republican
or something.

One never knows nowadays.

So disturbing.

My dear, why do you
always wear white?

I suppose because
I think it suits me,
ma'am.

Yes. But not
all the time, my dear.

You are imitating
the divine Sarah Bernhardt,
no doubt.

But even she, I am told,

changes her dress occasionally.

Mmm...

Maud.

Yes, ma'am, I have it here.

Here is a little brooch for you

with the Carpathian arms on it.

Thank you, ma'am.
How kind of you.

And here is
a photograph
for you, too.

Let me see, now.

Yes, I have signed it.

Thank you, ma'am.

You may kiss me, my dear.

Hmm.

Mr. Northbrook,
you will come
to the station with us?

Of course, ma'am.
The king has already
left for the station

with the ambassador.

And there is a motor
to take miss Marina
where she wishes?

Of course, sir.

Yes. I do think
just a little variety
in the costume, my dear.

Nothing exaggerated, of course.

Simply from time to time,

an ordinary little day dress.

Such fun it has been.
Good-bye.

Good-bye, ma'am.

Send me a photograph.

Address it to the theater.

Sign it.

Elsie: Au revoir.

Charles: Au revoir.