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And, uh...

for mademoiselle?

Or is it madame?

It's, uh, just here on the right.

Just right here.

- Let me come up?

- Mmm, no.

What is it? A girls' dorm?

I've never even seen your apartment.

What's with all the secrecy?

- What secrecy?

- Well, most girls I've known...

- have tried to crowd me, except you.

- Mm.

I could do with

a little crowding from you.

You coming or what?

- Okay.

- Okay.

Evening, Mrs Faur.

- Hello, Oscar.

- There's some mail here...

mostly addressed to Miss Parrish.

I guess some folks

don't know you're married.

- I still go by the name Parrish.

- Women's lib, huh?

- Yes, I guess so.

- Nothing from Africa.

- Oh.

- I already checked.

- I guess he's still on safari, huh?

- Something like that.

- Good night, Mrs Faur.

- Good night, Oscar.

- Hello?

- Mrs Faur?

- Yes?

- My name is Gorsky.

I'm with the investigations

department of the I.N.S.

- The what?

- Immigration.

My partner and I

are down in the lobby.

We wondered if we might have a word

with you, uh, and, uh, your husband.

Oh.

- What is it you want to know?

- I just want to speak

with Georges Faur.

- He doesn't work here any more.

- What?

He was rude to a customer.

We don't stand for that.

- Excuse me.

- No, please. I must find him.

- Do you know where he lives?

- Georges Faur is trouble.

You would do best to avoid him.

Now, if you'll excuse me, young lady.

I have customers waiting.

You're a friend of Georges?

Yo. Yo! Where are you going?

- I'm to see Mrs Faur.

- Oh?

- And who are you?

- Mr Faur.

- Mr Faur?

- Yes.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I've never seen you before.

- Welcome back. How was Africa?

- Africa?

- Yeah. You got any bags?

- No, no. No, just me. Just me.

You know, when I first seen you,

I thought to myself...

"This guy just stepped

out of the jungle."

And I was right!

Oh, it's great to see you back.

I hate to see a young couple

like yourselves, you know,

separated like you've been.

- It's bad for the marriage.

Call me old-fashioned if you want.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, but that's what's wrong

with this country, you know?

- The family is going down the toilet.

- The toilet? What...

- The toilet. Yeah. Fifteen years

I'm married to the same woman.

- What, uh...

- See? See my kids there? Huh?

- Oh, yes. Yeah.

I call her twice a day.

I don't go for that women's lib stuff.

- No, sir. Couples living in sin,

that sort of thing.

- Oh, no.

- Oh, that's no good, no good at all.

- Oh, it's terrible, yeah.

So...

Well, come in.

Right. Now, these people

are due here any minute, so, um...

Look, I think we'd better talk

about the situation, don't you?

You got my note? Of course you did,

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