Jewel Robbery Page #2

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- I beg your pardon.

- And madame horn.

Good evening.

Good evening,

count Andre.

- Leopold, three, please.

- Yes, sir.

W-we've been expecting you,

baroness.

And how is the baron?

Oh, he's quite well,

thank you.

I only hope he doesn't keep us

waiting too long.

Oh, look -- all of the dear,

little jewels

going virtuously to bed

for papa.

Their papa prefers them

less virtuous.

There's no profit

in sleeping at home.

I must remember that.

Oh, come, madame.

Come.

- Mr. Hollander?

- Yes?

Oh!

Thank you, Leopold.

You may go. I'll lock up.

Thank you, sir.

Good night, baroness, madame,

your excellency.

Marianne,

I can hardly wait.

Oh, Teri,

compose yourself.

- The lights flare up.

- The ring appears.

There should be music.

Ah!

The famous

excelsior diamond.

Oh, it's ducky,

isn't it?

It's too beautiful.

The new setting

pleases you?

What perfection!

Such brilliancy,

such depth.

There's something

of the infinite in it.

I would think so, too,

if you'd only let me see it.

- There!

- I'm not going to steal it from you.

Just look at it.

Please, please,

please, please.

28 carats.

Really, Teri,

you must tell me your secret.

4 carats is the best

I've been able to do,

and that had

a flaw in it.

What wouldn't a woman do

for such a treasure?

Oh, anything. I'd deceive

my husband, with pleasure.

A woman would do

much more than that.

She would tolerate her husband.

One? A dozen.

Oh, take it away quickly,

or I'll swallow it!

- Oh, Mr. Hollander?

- Yes, madame?

What is the price now?

- $50,000.

- Oh, $50,000.

Do you know

what I object to most?

No. What?

Her own husband

is buying it for her.

Imagine getting hold

of a prize like that

in such

a respectable fashion.

Oh, it's disgraceful.

Her own husband!

And here he is!

I'm sorry I'm late,

but I met our distinguished

undersecretary of state

walking along in distracted

fashion in front of Palheim's,

so I brought him

along with me.

Hardly the thing

for a cabinet officer.

Ah, my darling, I...

Ah, here it is.

- Very becoming, too.

- Yes.

Well, it's not as large

as I expected it to be.

Not as large?

28 carats.

What on earth

did you expect, Franz --

- the rock of Gibraltar?

- I don't know.

He won't buy it.

What are you asking

for it -- $30,000?

It's all over.

- $50,000.

- $50,000?

I was just about to say

it's hardly worth $20,000!

Oh, Andre, quickly, tell him

what a fine stone it is!

Yes.

- Oh, you've had a look at it, Andre?

- Oh, many times.

It's a friend

of 20-year standing.

Will you please

tell the baron

what a bargain

he's getting at $50,000?

$50,000 is out

of the question.

But I couldn't

let it go for less.

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