Above Suspicion Page #4

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When he hears about this,

But we thought you were

in Oxford, studying.

Oh, yes, I was.

All theory and no practice

Makes Fran a dull girl.

N'est-ce pas, Cherie?

Oh, Richard!

Don't be nervous. Aunt

Hattie understands,

Or you wouldn't be in Paris, would you?

I'm aunt Ellen.

I'm so sorry. I don't

think you've met...

The name is Smith.

Mr. Edward Smith.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Where are you staying, Frances?

Oh, we're in...

A little hideout over on the left bank.

When you write Uncle Frederick,

I wouldn't mention that you've seen us.

It's all right with me,

but Fran here, well...

You know how it is.

Quite.

Thanks. It's lucky

you're the sporty type.

Must run in the family, eh, Fran?

It's been nice seeing you, Frances.

We're at the Crillon if you need us.

Yes, Frances, if

you're in any trouble...

Don't you worry about Fran.

She's in safe hands.

Well, good-bye.

Good-bye, Mr...

Smith.

Oh, Richard, how could you?

Well, darling, it's 10:00.

I couldn't take time to tell them

How you swept me off my feet

And made an honest man of me

Before your family knew it,

Almost before I knew it.

Well, we got work to do.

Here goes.

Shall I start the "Mrs. rose" signal?

Mm-hmm.

They say Mrs. rose...

That is to say, Mrs. rose says that...

Je Ne parle pas anglais.

Oh.

Je suis desole, madame.

Mrs. rose says the frisky rabbit cafe

In Montmartre is really wonderful.

N'est-ce pas?

Oui, madame.

Certainement, madame.

Spill yours.

Mrs. rose says the frisky rabbit cafe

In Montmartre is really very original.

Pardon.

Oui. Le frisky rabbit at 11:00.

Bonsoir, monsieur.

Madame, monsieur?

Table for two, please.

This way, please.

All mans are brothers.

Brothers in freedom, love,

Music, song, and the arts.

Madame?

Monsieur?

Oh, we didn't order these.

Compliment of the house, monsieur.

Oh. Thank you.

You're welcome, madame.

Uh, well...

No, no, no. Pas encore, monsieur.

No?

Oh, I see.

You have never visited us before.

No, I haven't.

You see, every new arrival must perform

Before they have their drinks.

It's the house custom.

Sing for your supper, huh?

C'est exactement, monsieur.

You see, we don't do...

But, madame...

Have you seen him anywhere?

It isn't quite level.

Watch your walk.

Oh, right.

What will we do?

Sing, I guess.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my wife and I will oblige

With a famous old American folk song.

she's only a bird in a gilded cage

a beautiful sight to see

you may think she is

happy and free from care

she's not, though she seems to be

seems to be

'tis sad when you

think of her wasted life

for youth cannot mate with age

He's at the bar.

for her beauty was sold

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