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the wild boar you'd kill in the hunt.

We'd have a very ancient cook

and a terribly young servant girl

to do the cleaning.

Sounds like

a perfectly balanced bill.

Now get dressed, darling.

I will.

But Walter will pay for this!

Is this really the horn used in

Emilienne de Passy's famous number?

She sounded like

the English queen herself.

I found her

on the rue Mouffetard.

You know, I'm a bit of an artiste myself

in my spare time.

I sing, I dance.

My friends all call me

Serpentine Casimir.

Couldn't you give me a chance

at the Chinese Screen?

I'd drop everything else in a flash.

Watch what I can do.

I see.

But is the Chinese Screen still mine?

Zizi, help me.

You've got a good job, Casimir.

Keep it.

The theater isn't a living.

Art, audiences, applause -

that's all very nice,

but you're always at the mercy

of the man with the money.

He twists your arm

whenever he pleases.

Tighter!

Slaves - that's what we are.

If I had a son,

I'd make him a civil servant.

Anything with a pension.

Maybe, but the stage is in my blood.

From now on, I'm your man.

Well, poor Casimir, you've got

a lovely future ahead of you.

I've seen some changes in the

neighborhood, sir, I can tell you.

All our customers used to be locals,

but last night we even had

a grand duke.

A grand duke?

Careful!

You'll drown your absinthe.

He wanted champagne,

but he got absinthe like everyone else.

He even tipped me a louis.

Only the White Queen doesn't change.

- Waiter.

- Sir?

Who's the guy

you were with last night?

He won't set me up in a palace.

He bought me a beer,

then I went home.

- Good day, Henriette.

- Hello, girls.

- Have you been shopping?

- What have you got there?

Veal. My boyfriend

has a delicate stomach.

He only eats white meat.

Six months ago

she carried baskets, too.

Some have all the luck.

But she didn't rush into it.

She found out all about him first.

- What about you and Paulo last night?

- What about it?

- You treat him horribly.

- I like him, but he's too young.

Can you see him with a family?

- But he's nice.

He'll be nicer when he's the boss.

Young or old, I'll take

the first who comes along,

provided he gets me out

of that laundry... by respectable means.

Hey, there's your dancer from last night.

- Oh, heavens!

- He's following us.

- You think so?

You have all the luck.

He's loaded!

He's a wonderful dancer.

Come on.

I've got a pebble in my shoe.

You do not.

Look, you got your way.

I did it for you.

Would you like

to become a dancer, miss?

- Everyone knows what that means.

- She's my daughter.

I'm very interested in her, madame.

My daughter is an honest girl.

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