 Révi paris pour le dernier refou, son rire qui raisonne n'est partout, en plus les bonquins. And you are thinner! Jeanette! Jeanette! Jeanette! Qu'est-ce que vous êtes venu? Vous êtes de méchant, vous n'écrivez pas, vous disparissez. She loves you in French. We all miss you in any language. It does not look well. That means she wants to feed you. It's almost two years, eh? Thanks Maurice, you remembered. Bourbon straight, water on the side. It's you and Mr. Campbell. Only people who speak English would put things like that in their stomachs. You're back on business perhaps? No, no, just to see my little girl. Oh, little ballerina. She did not go back with you? No more for me, thanks. You're crazy anymore like it was after the war, huh? You remember? We had much laughter together, eh, Charles? Maybe we had too many laughs for each other. No bourbon, no gin, no cognac, no anything. How are you celebrating? For me, I keep the permanent. For you and me? Lady over there. How do you say that? She gives you the eye. That one? It's not even smiling at me. The eye without a smile is the most dangerous one. Ah, don't you know the bad characters never die in a war? Excuse me, I saw my old friend tonight. This is my dear and crazy friend Charles Wills. Miss Ellsworth. Miss Ellsworth. Marion. American, we're all through this. Oh, we never left. Dad and I stayed on in an occupied country, almost. How do you know Claude? Oh, he was an observer with our outfit. Haven't seen him since D-Day in Normandy. I parted company with you. I saw me after Saint Louis. Back at the FFI? With the General de Gaulle. Um, quite a coincidence meeting here. If I hadn't seen you in the mirror, I thought some stranger was giving me the eye. But no, no, I didn't see you. Am I interrupting anything important? Well, uh, Mario and I. Uh, you must have influence around here. You have a drink. Power of the press, ma'am. Let's see what my influence and lots of money can accomplish. Maurice! I've got a better idea. Let's go to my father's celebration. Why would he get on a whiskey for a party? You don't know my father. To father's. To men. To Frenchmen. We continue our celebration, ma'am. This way, in Poisson, you should say, you go to Maison. Who's alone this day? You do the fair one. Poisson. Poisson. Mario! Ah, you're my boy. You have a thirsty look in your eyes. Oh, does it show? Maybe it's a way if you have a drink. On day! And, uh, who have we here? Charles Will. He's a reporter for the Stars and Strikes. He's my boss. How do you do, sir? Well, we're recorded. We don't need a reporter. We need a barge out of here. I like it here because it seems to be the only place in town where you can get a drink. And do you know that all these people came to precisely the same conclusion? What is Helen doing here? What are you doing here? Well, the fact of the matter is... Your sister has made me very proud. We couldn't tell you the good news before, but Helen has been expelled from the university. What? If we're going to have a scene either at this young man to leave or introduce him... Marion, please. Helen... Oh, look later alone. After all, I was expelled from Harvard. Wasn't I? Why shouldn't a girl follow in her father's footsteps? Excuse me a moment. I'll talk to you later. I have a feeling she'll be talking to me, too. Name, please. Oh, Charlie's something or other. He, uh, says he's a bartender. Oh, yes. Charlie, what? The wills. I wish I were a bartender. A nice civilian bartender. May I offer you a little champagne? Oh, thank you. Would you like to see me, please? Of course. You're welcome, my friend. You wouldn't want to go too far. I told him we knew each other. Well, we're doing away. We're only kissing in our room. We were? We've seen now. You were one of the ones at the Ritz Bar. It's all? Plasmando. I know. We have a dingo cafe. You do remember. No. It's the only other place I ran into more uniforms today. Is that me or? No, but it does slow us up a little. We're not rich either. We just live that way. Daddy says it's the same thing, only it's much cheaper. I think I like him. Because he'll try to borrow money from you, and I don't want him to be disappointed. I like the way you kiss him. Underestimated the alcoholic capacity of our guests. I'll only be a few minutes. Oh. Get the bartender here to help you out. Are you one of the wealthy wills from Maryland? Practically no millionaires. He walked till I was 12, then Daddy moved us to Paris. When the Germans came in 1940, I was in school in Switzerland. That's where the loot kept. No. There so the Germans wouldn't drink it. Very resourceful man. A lot of fun. Is it? That's his 11th commandment, having fun. Especially now. He says that after a war, everybody should always be gay in that fun. For this war? Oh, he wasn't in this one. He was in the 1918 war, and he's been celebrating ever since. Now that the war in Europe is over, what are you going to do? Try to stay out of the war in the Pacific. That's very sensible. That ought to be enough to tame the tiger. I'll meet you. I've really got to report back to the paper for some sort of story. Oh, can't you stay just a few minutes? I'm sorry, I've got a deadline. Oh, Lieutenant, don't take the party with me. Oh. Do you think someday soon you might be rich? Would you come back later? Oh, I'll try. Better yet, I'll meet you. You call and tell me where. All right. Tell them that the lights of Paris go on tonight for the first time since the war began. What you wanted to meet me? At the Octetrium, right by the shrine for the unknown soldier. I enjoy things and have fun. And I live like every day is the last day. A lifetime full of last days. Except it never really would be a last day. I don't care if you're not rich. He's trying to make time with me. Come on. What is it? I don't know about you. Come on, reward it, my boy. Karosti shall be repaid this very day. Good morning. Good morning. Look, me, eggs. About the pot of eggs. You see, they look something like eggs. Never mind. We'll cook them in sherry. That'll make them taste like. Daddy means he has a hot tip, right? Another hot tip. Look, we have less than two hours to become wealthy. I think I can come along. I'll make a phone call. Excellent. Now, if we pool our resources, what is your capital, my boy? About $40. See, that means if we pool our resources, we have $40. What a pity. Maybe I can borrow some. Don't you do it, Charles. He'll keep you as broke as he is. Opportunity, my dear, is concerned with the future, not the past. Look, if it's collateral you're worrying about, I happen to own oil leases in Texas that are worth, uh, well, you know, Texas. Oh, Daddy. The oil leases are a family joke. Plenty of leases, but not one drop of oil. I feel lucky today. I'll see what I can dig up. I have the utmost confidence in the courage and ingenuity of the United States Army. To horse, my boy, to horse. Destiny hates a laggard. Don't be nervous. Daddy's really very nervous. Well, what could possibly make me nervous? If we lose the race, I'll owe half a year's pay. The money belongs to four captains who've bought their way out of Best Storing with their bare hands. We won, sir. Well, did you bet it all? Every penny, and at 12 to 1. Why did the odds go up? The suckers think that Benedictine will lose. What can you expect of agnostic, my boy? Over this way, what? Which one is Benedictine? Number four. He lay back for the first half mile. He looks scrawny. Lean, my boy. Lean and ready and fit. This is my share, my boy. At, uh, 12 to 1, that makes your share. Maybe there's another race fixed today. Fixed. Fixed race, my boy. You mean this race wasn't fixed? You've been reading too many crime novels. There was no hot tiff either, was there? Well... You just picked a crazy long shot out of a hat. Intuition and experience, my boy. What we could have gotten killed. It's a wonderful way to make a living, isn't it? I'll take more than one bomb down there, caper. One will get you 20, it's over in a week. Will you cover 60 bucks for it? You got it. The office. Japan offered to surrender here. What? Where do we let the emperor stay and his throne? Where do we go at home? Charlie wants to dope on discharges. Well, if you start right now, you're already behind 10,000 other guys. Ever phone if you can possibly come. Don't ever leave if you won't. Stop the second. I still lost it. You've got a special edition coming out. You better hurry. I'll get you a taxi first. Taxi? Now you stop fussing about me. I think I'll go home early and give daddy a shock. But in this rain? I may not be able to cook and to sell, but I really can find myself a taxi. It's the first thing I learned at finishing school. Now you go on here. You're a girl after my own heart. Make no mistake about it. I'm after it all right. Patient improves, but it is required. Not to really hurt. But I guess that's out, huh? You're no more attractiveness. She's the fourth in two weeks. Daddy has a pincher. You'll be look off your face. I gave you the flu. Don't be silly. It was raining. I got wet, so I got the flu. And it's not your fault. I'm wondering how you look out of uniform. Even better. I've caught this anyway. I catch cold even from where I've walked up. Thank you for the lovely flowers. Remember the nurses right outside that door. You sure did. We should have told each other then. Look all the headway we could have made. I wish I had lots of money. It isn't what you have. It's what you owe. And what are your prospects, Joe Mac? Prospects? My old job on the news is 65 only. Please. I'm only supposed to think beautiful for it. Dupont and General Moutes need a president. Parasol for something. Europa News Service needs a reporter. Doesn't pay as much as a New York job. But you don't need money to have funding, Barry. You should get back to the States. Why can't you write your book here? Oh, Charlie, darling. Please marry me and let's stay here, please. Wonderful. Then he sent you to walk right out that door and never see me or call me again. Maybe send back my umbrella. No sense at all. You have no sense. I have a one-degree temper. First marriage, you know. Only marriage, sir. Tuck-tuck. No arrogance, please. Helen tells me that you're a very serious-minded person. You know, both feet on the ground, hard-working industries. Well, I try to be, sir. I tell you frankly, these are not the qualities I'd hoped for in a son-in-law. I'll go even further. They're not the qualities to make Helen happy. Oh, well, sir. I'm going to work on a Paris news agency. I'll be surrounded by carefree, irresponsible characters. Some of us bound to rub off on me. Well, let us hope so. Tell me, do I strike you as being an unusual father? You certainly do. It's a very straightforward answer. Try to overcome this tendency. You understand, of course, that I can't afford to give you up. My wedding. I don't care for one thing. Care for a drink? Oh, yes. I love one. Thank you. That's too bad. You know, I'm getting a little low on this stuff, and I was... Oh, that's all right. Here you are. Thank you. Do you know what you're getting for a wedding present? Well, Helen told me what not to expect. My dear sir, you are getting the old family joke. Four thousand acres of invaluable oil, then. Thank you very much, sir. Not at all. You know, after all, it's not bad being an oil baron, even if there's no oil. Your permission. I had to give her my permission. Huh? Claude has asked me to be the mother of his children. Really? That seems a bit irregular, doesn't it? Dad, Claude has asked her to marry him. Then I suppose I must kiss you. You, uh, say best wishes to the bride. Congratulations to the groom. Which way is it? You just go ahead and kiss each other. What did you put into that kiss? Why don't you come here and find out? Helen getting married. Marion getting married. A father abandoned in the Middle Ages. That beard looks good. Oh, Charlie, if you're getting around and asking for money, not a chance. I haven't got a prank. If I hadn't here, I wouldn't give it to you anyway. You're going up here like in the States. Neither are the white fellas, please. I got a wife and baby waiting in the hospital. I need five hundred bucks to get them on a hock. Why don't you leave them there? It's the healthiest place in town. You can make jokes. You're not a father. Oh, I don't know. All the returns aren't in yet. You're mad, give her a kiss. Give me, Inus. This is not the fault of Cazera. Hi, baby. What can you expect from the common herd, please? Oh, thank you, Mrs. Ruth. Should we say she had a baby now? I'd have good news. Fine, fine. Where's Helen? Charlie. How's Marion? She's fine. Well, it's fine. Fine. That's right. Look at me bulging out of my own clothes. Bodies in every bulge. Where's Vicki? Being bathed. I just can't help her. You look so pretty, too. Of course, I've been looking at my editor all day. Oh, did you hit him for the bonus? Mm-hmm. I got it, too. Only it's not a bonus. It's a loan. I sent it right off to the hospital. You can tell your daughter to come out now. She's all paid for. There will never be a size 10 again. Vicki will be exactly like you. Then I'll be surrounded by beautiful women. That compliment and a martini would just about square you could put me in jail for nine months. Mmm, martini coming right out. Print it to the prosecutor's staff today. Oh, what about the private practice? This is more important. There are many collectors who must be brought to justice. Sure. And the lawyers who defend them will get rich and you'll get convictions and be broke. What happened to her hair? She had some yesterday. Wishful thinking, that's all. Yeah, she's not bad for a first try. You better be beautiful. A genius who's terribly rich. The beauty she got from my daughter. The genius she inherited from me. You better get busy with your contribution, my boy. The last nine months I've devoted to you. Now I'm going to have fun. What do you say, sweetheart? God say. These loans, huh? Good night. It's not a thing. The great American novel. You used to have worshiped me when you were famous. Now that somebody would want to publish it. My boy, you're not in the least peculiar. You'll publish it once and he made it a rule never to read a man. If this manuscript smelt and weighed and felt and tasted like garbage, then he published it. Would you like to know the secret of success? You've got to remember your three R's. Riches. Merci beaucoup. American Dane. Seems she held up traffic by taking a dive into a fountain at noon today. How much of a story is it? Oh, well, you know how Americans in Paris love to read about Americans in Paris. Well, I'll go home and change. We can't go home. Biggie's at the Dingo. Again? Isn't she better off in a nice respectable bistro than all alone at home? Is it going to get in the papers? One more crazy American jumping into one more beautiful fountain. I didn't some news anymore. Is that why you did it? To get it to print? I guess it was silly and stupid. But it was fun. What was it? Well, almost fun. On the verge of being fun. Somehow it never is. Maybe it's something about Paris or me or the Times or something. It's as if you've got to hurry up. Hurry before... It's like you're trying to find out something terribly important, Tony. Only you never do. Come on now. You always laughed at these things. Took a little time, but you laughed. Campbell just sold a serial of a Saturday evening post for $15,000. And you hate him for it? Oh, darling, I think that's wonderfully human of you. I paid the fine to get her out of jail. Well, you'll must hear the empty moment. I'm waiting to show you. This morning, my mattress, my teeth... No, Vicki. Not half and half. All English. Watch, Daddy. Watch. Hold it. I haven't been kissed yet. You want to see something great? I'm going to be hitting the bottle, isn't she? The boss wants me on an interview with the Royal Francaise. I can't handle it. I've got a heavy date. Cover for me, will you? The woman's name is Lorraine Quall. Who's Lorraine Quall? Cafe Society. So long, kid. You've got a great act there. Great. All it needs is a finish. Oh, God. Right into my eye. Right outside. Squirm? See. You can skip the usual. Paris is beautiful. American women love French men. French men love American women. Prices are too high. I haven't picked out my next husband yet. Might be the bartender. Please, he has talent. You've been interviewed before? I'm an hour ago. Wasn't very young or very attractive. Interview was very, very short. Who can take your time? A first trip to Paris? No, no. First divorce here, that's all. Why'd you choose Paris? I get saddle sores in Reno, and I lose too much money in Las Vegas. According to our files, you were married four times. Three. And almonds don't count. Leon? Is something wrong? Is something right? You really can't tell one of my marriages from another without a program. Husband number one for love. Husband number two for money. Failure, except for the money in the name quarrel. Husband number three, an almond. He forgot to tell me he already had a wife. Husband number four, a bullfighter. Four times a bet. Haven't had a hit. Any children involved? No. And that's my only contribution to humanity. I told you I was a failure. Shouldn't you be writing this down? Oh, the interview stopped long ago. Thank you. I'm hungry. What about dinner? I'm not on an expensive count. I'm just a struggling newspaper man. Well, stop struggling. The dinner is on my four husband. I change and I'll be right down. But what about the... Please, Mr. Will. At home, my analyst charges $50 an hour to listen to me talk. Hey, how've you been? Fine. You look fine. Oh, excuse me. My sister-in-law, Mrs. Matine, Mr. Matine, Mrs. Quall. How do you do? Her clothes with the prosecutor's office. Oh. I hope we haven't done anything wrong. Mrs. Quall just arrived in Paris. I'm interviewing her. How's Helen? Fine. Fine. Oh, and you should see Vicki. She's... You know, we really should see more of each other after all family. I'll get in touch with Helen in the morning. Good night, Mrs. Quall. Good night. Good night. Good night. Charles, I really would like to see you again. Good night. Good night, Quall. Thank you. I is, Helen. What's one little wife among all your husbands? I imagine you'll catch it when you get home. From Helen? Not Helen. She's the most wonderful, most understanding. Do you mind if we don't go on with the interview? Somehow, I'm suddenly cold sober. And it's awfully late. And if I don't get back to the office and do this story... Can I go with you to the office, I mean? Why? I don't know. Probably never see each other again, and I... I like to drag the night out of it. And I should see that story. Well, that office is awfully cold and dingy at this hour of the morning. You'd be surprised how often I feel cold and dingy. I'll be sympathetic, huh? Oh, Charlie, how could you? Don't, Charlie, me, sister. What about you? I'm sick and tired of you sitting around these crummy cafes day and night, the darling of every phony, petted by writers who don't write, adored by painters who don't paint. When do you write? Interviews with useless sloppy women. At least I don't jump into fountains and lap up all the liquor in Paris. Well, why don't you ask me why I drink? Why I jump into fountains? That's right. Blame me, blame me. Did I want to stay in Paris? What right have you to criticize me? Suspicious. You! Ah! That's a laugh. Now you just listen to me. It's your turn to take me to school. Poor darling. It is cool. Well, don't you care I've been? You look awful. Was it a job assignment? I was interviewing a woman. Nice. Well, you're much better confident than that. She was interested in me. Well, don't you even care? What are you trying to say to her? I'm trying to say that I love you. What kind of a woman did you say she was? How many kinds are there? Was she really pretty? I'd lie about it, but Marion saw it too. Yes, she's very pretty. Marion? We ran into Claude and Marion. She'll probably try to build it up into something, but... Just how rich and how pretty was she? Oh, shut up. Oh, maybe that's enough. What are we worth? Marion said that you said that we're stinking rich. Marion always editorializes. Money has no order. Oh, especially lots of it. Can't you say? English fix. Are we millionaires? Insanity. There's a wide streak of insanity in this family. But here, mother's side. We have hit an oil gush. We what? Oil, darling. Let's stop the poor Texas on the map. You mean those worthless oil leases of ours? A generous wedding present from me, which I trust you will remember and keep in mind. How rich are we? Well, there's a state law about only pumping out 80 barrels a day. Now, at $2 a barrel, that's... That's only $160 a day. Seven days a week? Course, oil is an act of God. That's $1,100 a week? And 27.5% tax-free. What if we sold out? I thought it's exactly a capital gain. But if we didn't sell out, we'd have an income for life. Is everybody from Milwaukee cautious? You're sensible, just sensible. Well, we've decorated everything from top to toe. Me too, I'll have my hair cut. We'll take Marion's room and turn it into a riding room for you. Do you suppose we really could just grunt your $50,000 in a year? Well, we could try. We? Oh. You know what? Of course. We could fill another well. I never said a word about running into you last night. Mama, what? The job is dead. This one doesn't get published. It'll get published. I've got no money worries. I've got no job worries. What would I use for an excuse? If you've got enough money, no excuses are necessary. Good luck to you, Charlie. All the best. $5,000. Oh, I should like to do more for Charlie. Oh, that's nice. Six thousand for another key. I'm really worth much more, you know what? I never expected to be you in a charity. How did it end? Something wrong? Yeah. Thank you. No. Charlie. Food from his room all day. He's still there. He won't eat anything. He won't say anything. He just sits there on the dock. Alone. Have you had dinner? Do you want me to fix something? Is it something I've done? Please, Charlie. Whatever it is. All right. You're a good wife. You're devoted and loyal. You've done your duty. Back to your party and let me alone. I'm trying to help. What? Me? I don't know. Help what? This? Can you help another rejection? Can anybody help that? I'm published. You turned you down again. Yes. Again. Helping that I'm stupid enough to spend five years writing three stupid books. And you helping that I'm no writer. But you are. You're wonderful. They're the ones that are stupid, not you. Please, I can't explain my fate here to you. I'll be a good girl if I'm alone. Not if they leave you not to meet. Right, great folks. I would be able to do this because I was different. I wanted perfection and that made me different. But I'm not 20 anymore and it's too late now. But we'll try again. No! Don't have what it takes. All I need to do now is get used to the idea. I'm rich. At the price of a few drinks I could buy fame and friends or something like them. Why spend years writing like an old court in some noisy bar and criticize writing and talk about writing and... She says she'll come in if she doesn't have to smile or open her mouth. I know a big dramatic situation when I see one. You don't really mind staying in tonight, do you? Oh, God. How's it going? Not easy getting started again. We all set heart and you won't be able to smile. Look at this woman in Paris. Place back here. Good morning, my dear. I'm fine because I should be getting in by then. It's a fine idea. Don't you corrupt him. I wouldn't think of it. But we will miss you with the Wilson's. Can you imagine throwing a white tie party simply because it's thirsty? Couldn't we go? Change myself to that chair. Why do I always end up saying yes when everything you know? By the way, I'm bringing a friend. He's an international tennis bum. He's invited everywhere. But that's how he makes his living. You mean he gets paid for being a guest? No, no. He steals the silverware. Charming. Well, my daughter and Charles wills my son-in-law. How do you do? I'm shanty. I hear you played in Rome. I play all the tournaments. How do you make out? But early in play. Until the second round and invariably some young Australian or American schoolboy beats me. But nobody beats him in jumping over the net and congratulating the winner. I'm the champion graceful loser. Forgive me, but you're the lady in the fountain, the cafe dingo. It's my favorite painting. Whenever I'm in Paris, I go there to stare at it. Well, you're in luck. How are you going to stare at the original? Come with me, Paul. Until later. What's the feeling? What? The feeling. Yes. And that revolting sort of way. I'm shanty. Dear, it was the funniest thing you ever did in New York. What? It's the joy of the night on time. Mostly old age. You're going to drive in this race yourself. Certainly. What do you get if you win? What do you get? You get to be winner. That's what you get. What do you know? It's my wife. Hi, your wife. I'm supporting Blunt. Run along to the locker room. Come back in a few minutes, Paul. Don't ease guilty conscience. He won't take us. Don't have a wife, are you? Dancing with other men. Average kind. A glustus. What's with Mr. Tennis and you? Oh, where Paul and Helen now? They're attentive. Doesn't think it's terrible at all that I'm married and have a seven-year-old daughter. Maybe he just wants to be mother. Not exactly. He's made several suggestions. That was one. Well, let me know how he makes it. You've got me. Believe me, the only thing I've forgotten about you is your name. Will's. You're open new service. I'm trying to get you. Oh, you've got me confused with somebody else. We never got that far. You get married again? Of course. And I'm in Paris now to get rid of him. Are you still married? Yes, of course. They're the same wonderful woman. I have to say that because she's standing right here. And my wife, Helen, Mrs. Quaw. Oh, it's Mrs. Johnson now. But not for long. How do you do? I'm not quite sure. You're much prettier than I expected. And you're much less beat up than you have a right to be. Is it all right if I come back now? Oh, Paul Lane, this is the temporary, Mrs. Johnson. The best mediocre tennis player in the world. I've seen you at my hotel. I always said the road runs there. Tennis anyone? Yeah. What's the matter? Nothing, I'd just like to go home. That's not reasonable to you. Are you going to take me home? I would, but I can't. I promised to show Lorraine how fast the car would go. Do you mind if Paul takes me home? Paul who? Paul anybody. A party like this there must easily be six or seven Pauls around. She can't hold a serious discussion with her. I can get up to 60 miles an hour with this big second gear. Would you do it? Well, we developed butterflies in our stomach and milk seems to quiet them down. Usually hide in the bubbles of champagne. It's a well-known fact of hydro dynamics. Good night, my dear. Get your coat, Pinky. I can move it to the bath. We're going to church first. Is it Sunday already? What happened to Friday and Saturday? Run along with you. Are you coming, Daddy? I'll meet you at the bar later. Church on Friday? What happens at church on Friday? The usual thing. Well, as long as you're in that sort of mood, can I expect a little sympathy for this head? Heads? Very little. What'd I do? That I'd be very interested to hear. How about it? Must you look so grim? I'm waiting to hear the end of the midnight ride of Paul Revere. You got the car up to 100 and 3 miles an hour, then started back, right? Then what? Then nothing. I ran at her hotel or she dropped me at the house. I forget which. Sure, that's all you've forgotten? Sorry to disappoint you, but nothing happened. Tonight's another night. She'll be beautiful again. You'll be full of wine again. And nothing will happen again. Who took you home last night? A tennis player? He didn't exactly take me home. Oh. He asked me back to his hotel for night care. I went. Did you have to fight your way out? Well, there was a battle all right, but it wasn't Paul I had to fight. Now, you listen. I'm under the same strains and stress as you are. I live in Paris, too. And I'm bored, too. And all that time I had a picture in my mind of you and that woman. And don't underestimate Paul. He's charming and attentive. And I'm so unhappy. Let's go home. All right, as soon as Vicki finishes with... I mean really home. America. Home. It won't work. Running home. Polly, let's go back. Before we crack up. If you love me, let's go back home. You used to say, let's live it up a little. You were right. There's lots of time to go home. Plenty of time for everything. Suppose time runs out on us. You're just having a bad day, darling. Tomorrow will be... I've been having a bad day for a year now. Maybe I'm growing up. It's too late to grow up. I tell you what, come racing with me. We'll go to Monte Carlo. Why is winning a race so important? Maybe I could do a short story about racing. Why not? All right. I get a kick out of racing. It's fun. The culture illustrious father. Nothing is more important than fun. Does that make me sound stupid? Is that what you want me to say? Come with me, hell. Maybe I'll take somebody else. Wouldn't that be reasonable? You'll find a reason to make it reasonable. Look out through Vicki, will you? Where are you going? I didn't think that was very funny. I drank champagne from your slipper. We've already done that. Don't you think he makes me look years drunker? I hope you don't mind arm this little dinner. Oh, come on, Paul. You can do better than that. You could tell them to go away from it. Leave us alone. That's me, dear. Here's your responsibility. Please, we're all very civilized, no? No. That's my boy. I wouldn't do that, Charlie. Then I'd have to take a poke at the rain. What's funny? Why, you and me, all of us, very funny. I'm not going back to... As you can see that, can't you? I didn't keep you on the side. And when I'm lonely... The idea wasn't invented just now. It's done all the time. Half your crowd have arrangements. Is that what you expected of me? What's the matter with you? Suddenly, I've got very cold feet. Do you want me to go away? I can't see her. I won't let him. Where do I spread custody of Vicki Charging? Your own feathers of panic. She's right. I've all heard Vicki just as I did Helen. I want to go home. All the way home. Or within a haste. But it's a rich American, it's even not... I'm rich anymore, Maurice. What happened to the... Oil? No? No, Maurice. I changed back to saltwater a year ago. Maybe not. You must stand with us tonight, like old times, Charlie. Depends. Janet will be very disappointed. We have many things to remember together. Come back, Charles, please. Remember the railroad train? Well, I... I wanted to do when you came. Not about an hour till Mario comes back. I want my new coat. She's fine. I want you to know, Claude, how much I appreciate... Oh, I didn't do it. I showed Mario your letter. She couldn't stop you from seeing Vicki. I was hoping she'd let me have Vicki back. I've got to have her, Claude. I need her. Yes, I think she needs you too. About your book? About Mario. If we are careful. It may be all right. You didn't even look at me. You didn't even wave at me. You get back in that train. Daddy, may I sit out the next drive? I'm really getting too old for that sort of thing. Don't you think so? Yes, you're really old now. Do you ever think of your mother? Oh, yes. There's a picture of her in my room. Grandpa says I look like her. Do you think so, Daddy? Yes. That's lucky for me. Don't I live with you? Why? Aren't you happy? Yes. But not perfectly happy. Then I can come and live with you? I don't know. You want me to? Of course, darling. Oh, Daddy. If you really love me. Please let me come and live with you. Please. Say yes, Daddy. Wasn't so hard to say yes? Wasn't. From the blowing with your urnase. And we've got something for you, Uncle Claude. And for Aunt Marion. And something for me, too. It's a wonderful star and a wonderful day. I'm late for your nap. But I thought to date. Go on up to your room. Don't you want to see your present? It doesn't do as I say, please. Hello, Charles. It's good to see you again. I'm sorry about getting back so late with Vicki. Oh, well, she would have been too excited to sleep anyway. And it's very important. You've done a wonderful job with Vicki. She's grown up. How do you find Paris? Most of the old crowd is gone. Funny, I dropped in at the Dingo Bar this afternoon. Just to see how it looked. There wasn't a man I knew. I should think you've had enough of bars. As I wrote you. I take one drink every afternoon, but no more. And I take that drink deliberately. Just so the idea of taking a drink won't get too big. Of course, Charles. We understand. Sometimes I forget and don't take the drink. But, well, I went to the Dingo. See how it looked. I went to a few other places, too. Places where Helen and I... Look, Marion, I just can't keep on talking. I'm all tied up in knots. I have Vicki back. It's all very well to talk about one drink a day. But what guarantee have we that... Well, when I think of those wasted years... But I think about them, too. I'm working hard now, Marion, like for several short stories. Well, I'm starting out another book. And my sister's coming from Milwaukee to keep house for me. If we wait much longer, I'll lose a childhood. And my chance for a home. I just can't lose it. Don't you see? It'll be almost like having Helen back. I can't help it. I'll never in my life be able to forget that morning when Helen... Soaked and shivering. Locked her out. You want to remember one night. How long are you going to make me pay for that one night? What about those years Helen and I loved each other? I don't want to hear about it. You're not going to let me have Vicki? No. I don't want to talk about it anymore. No, you're just talking about it. He's not getting Vicki. Not now, not tomorrow. Never. Why? Do you hate him that much? Yes. For what he did. Yes. It's true. He committed an unforgivable crime. Against you, personally. His guilty of never knowing you loved him. You found him, but he married Helen. His guilty of that, too. And being guilty, of course, he must be punished. The penalty? What would hurt him most? Take away what he loves most. His little girl. Poor darling. We can't have everything we want. Take me. I wanted all your love. I wanted our own child. A child out of our love now. Out of your disappointment. Mia, see you outside for a moment. I don't think you would have wanted you to be alone. Daddy!