Monsieur Verdoux Page #17

---

I must see you, Marie.

Immediately. Now. Good.

I'll be right over. Mm-hm.

How much is that?

One franc, Monsieur.

Keep the change.

Marie. My own beloved.

I beg your pardon,

whom did you wish to see?

- Mme Grosnay.

- This way, please.

This way.

I am Mme Lasalle,

Marie will be down in a moment.

Of course.

How do you do?

- Yvonne, this is M. Varnay.

- Yes, we've just met.

I'll see you at my house

for dinner at 7:
30.

- Yes, at 7:
30.

- Oh, don't bother, darling.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

- Well, you wicked man.

- Wicked?

Yes, very wicked.

- Sit over there.

- Thank you.

- Tea?

- Thank you.

- Milk and sugar?

- No, thank you.

Now that Yvonne is gone,

I'm a little afraid of you.

Afraid? Why?

You know what happened

the last time we were alone.

I'm sorry. I allowed my emotions

to get the better of me.

- It will never occur again.

- Oh, don't say that.

That's one of the ironies of life,

doing the wrong thing

at the right moment.

Or shall we say, the right thing

at the wrong moment.

- Marie.

- Oh, don't...

I never spilled a drop.

Marie. Oh, my dear.

- Oh...

- No, please...

Whoever thought

this would happen to Marie.

- All so sudden, too.

- Yes, yes.

- John.

- Yes.

We must give them a drink.

The minister will be late.

He has a burial first.

He should marry them then bury them.

Marie's having trouble

with her trousseau.

- Bridegroom?

- Not here yet.

He hates this sort of thing.

They wanted a quiet affair,

but you know how these things grow.

Yes.

- What was that?

- I've never seen her before.

M. Bismo brought her along.

I'll tell that to the captain.

Have you heard the one

about the old couple...

Ah, good afternoon.

Ah, meet my old friend, M. Carno.

And what are you doing here?

Weddings, funerals,

I attend them all.

- As I was saying...

- Are you a bridesmaid?

- I'm just a stranger.

- Mme Bonheur is a friend of mine.

She was in Paris,

so I brought her along.

- Henri, dear. How are you?

- A little shaky.

I know you wanted a quiet wedding,

but I had to do this for Marie.

I'm sorry to put you through this

but now you must meet my friends.

This is the bridegroom,

M. Varnay

and this is Mme Cornet.

M. Simon. M. Delage.

Mme Bremer. Mme Voselli.

M. Contrepaire. M. Potis. Mme Voulon.

- And of course, my husband.

- Monsieur.

There. I'll introduce the rest

after the ceremony.

- Aren't I nice?

- You are kind.

No, no, I don't mean that

in a derogatory sense.

- Oh, I beg your pardon.

- Granted.

- A drink?

- I'd love one.

- Oh, Claire.

- M. Varnay, how do you feel?

Very abstract.

Pull yourself together.

The worst is yet to come.

That's true. What am I saying?

This is my day of faux pas.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes