My Favorite Wife Page #4

our guests' privacy.

They mind their own business,

and we mind ours.

But your wife, Mr. Arden,

is calling for you again.

Well, tell my wife I'll be right up.

I'm still being shaved.

You know, I've got a feeling

you're enjoying my misery.

Did you think she'd be a good mother?

- Was that why you were attracted to her?

- That's it.

- She'd be good for the kids.

- Of course.

Of course. I can understand that.

- Oh, you don't believe me, huh?

- I didn't say that. I'm just facing facts.

You love this woman enough

to ask her to be your wife...

...and the mother of my children.

That takes a lot of love.

You sure you don't love her?

When I saw you downstairs, I knew...

Oh, go on. I bet you say that

to all your wives.

- I could strangle you.

- Hey, that's a way out.

Well, I just can't barge in and say,

"Sorry, my mistake. Marriage is off." Can I?

What am I, a dope?

- Look.

- What?

Let's try something like this.

I'll be... What was that name?

- Bianca.

- Bianca.

All right, I'm Bianca.

Now, you come in.

Come on, come in.

- You. Come in.

- All right, I'm in.

Yeah. Now, say something.

- Hello, Bianca.

- Oh, that's good.

Now, she'll say, "Hello, darling.

- Really, you've been a terribly long time."

- She doesn't talk like that.

What's the difference? And then she'll say,

"Darling, aren't you going to kiss me?"

Well, come on. Come on.

- This is silly.

- Well, do it. Do it. Do it anyway.

- Come on. Do it.

- All right.

Do it. No, I mean,

do it from the beginning.

Go out and come in again.

If you're gonna do it right, you may as well.

- I'll play if it'll make you happy.

- Now, you're in.

- I'm in again.

- And I say, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

All right. I'm just gonna kiss.

Was that for Bianca?

Madam's luggage.

- Could I see you a moment?

- Sure.

Excuse me, dear.

We run a first-class hotel, Mr. Arden.

And we don't like to be made

a party to an intrigue.

We've maintained a reputation

for respectability for 33 years.

And we don't intend to lose it in one night.

My reputation for respectability

is just as high as your hotel's.

And don't forget mine.

It's a very simple situation, mister.

Explain it to him, Nick.

All right, I will.

Now, I came up here with my wife...

My bride, really.

Now, my wife...

Not my bride, my wife...

- Why should I bore you with the details?

- I won't be bored.

Listen. Now, it's as simple as ABC.

Don't tell me you've got somebody in B.

- You better go, Nick.

- If you please.

- I'll be back.

- I'm afraid not, Mr. Arden.

- Now...

- Goodbye, Nick.

- Locked.

- I have a passkey.

Passkey, huh?

People think of everything, huh? Passkey.

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