Love Me Tonight Page #2

music in the night,

a dream that can be heard.

Isn't it romantic...

that a hero might appear

and say the word...

[...] a secret charm,

or by my heart's command.

My prince will ride

in armor

just to kiss my hand.

Isn't it romantic...

He will hear my call and [...]

Isn't it romantic?

He'll be strong and tall

and yet [...]

Lover of my fancy...

[...]

Isn't it romance?

Princess! Jeanette!

Count, I'm going to bed!

- I've just come up to join you.

- Join me?

- Join you in a little chat before dinner.

- Not tonight.

I've had another fainting spell and my uncle,

the Duke, thought bed was the best place for me.

I always think that [...]

- Count, why the ladder?

- Oh, it's more romantic.

Careful!

I've brought along my flute,

hoping to entertain.

No, count.

Not tonight.

Oh, before I go. Remember what I said

to you down by the horse trough?

- Quite well.

- What was it? I simply wish to see if it made any impression.

You said "I love you".

Made no impression whatever.

There's probably no use of repeating

the sentiment at this time.

None at all.

Oh, Princess, I trust you don't find

my wooing too ardent.

I was just admiring your restraint.

Good night, Count.

On with the dreams, Princess.

- I'll never be able to use it again!

- Oh, Count, did you break your leg?

No, I fell flat on my flute!

- [...]

- But not too long.

Oh, may it help our niece

grow strong.

Plants from the woods

and birds from the dales

are certain cures for

fainting spells.

- [...]

- May morning bring her health again.

Qu quieres?

My dear Duke, you can get rid of me

for 20 thousand francs.

My dear Countess, I...

Uncle, don't be so pompous. I'm only asking for

the money you're holding in trust for me.

If I gave you any, you'd go straight back to Paris.

You're staying here, Valentine.

What you need is more of the simple life, young woman.

The new footmen, Your Grace.

- Uncle...

- No!

Can't we ever get a footman

under forty in this place?

Valentine!

About the schedule for tomorrow,

Your Grace...

Tomorrow?...

Bridge! At three...

And dinner. At eight.

And after dinner...

Bridge!

- Rather an amusing day, Flammand?

- Quite exciting, Your Grace.

- And what are the guests doing now, Flammand?

- Playing bridge, Your Grace.

You wait. I'm going right back to Paris.

A man!

Oh no... Just cousin Gilbert.

What are you doing?

Trying to get up enough energy to go to bed.

What are you doing in this dull hole?

I'm just passing through. I got a taxi

to take me back to Paris.

- Take me with you!

- That's not a bad idea. How much money can you loan me?

I'm over my allowance and Uncle

won't let me have any money.

Oh, you don't know how to handle

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