On the Riviera Page #2

Wait a minute. Maybe this will go.

Ah! I'm mortified!

Nothin', huh?

Well, I don't know.

I just don't know.

I- Wait a minute.

Who is that?

Never mind.

- You really think I look like him?

- Who?

- Duran.

- What has that to do with this?

Nothin'. Nothin'.

I was just lookin'.

- Well, you look like him, but you do not, uh-

- Do not what?

Well, it's just that you do not.

I mean, you see, when you look at Duran,

something happens to you.

- Yeah.

- And when I look at you-

Fine. I suppose if Duran walked in here now,

you'd run off with him and leave me flat.

No, Jack, I wouldn't leave you flat.

- I'm in love with you.

- Mmm.

But everyone is

in love with Duran...

and I'm the only one

in love with you.

- You see? That's the difference.

- Oh.

- No savoir faire, huh?

- No savoir faire.

Oh, well, that's just an act

like anything else is.

He happens to be

the big hero at the moment, a great lover.

- You know something?

- What?

- I could have what

he's got just like that.

I'll show you.

It's very simple. Watch.

Capitaine, I trust

you find this table satisfactory?

- Quite. Thank you very much, Gapeaux.

- Oh, not at all.

- Madame?

- Thank you.

Mesdames...

et messieurs...

we take great pleasure...

in presenting...

to you...

Monsieur Jack Martin...

in his impersonation of...

the one and only

Capitaine Henri Duran!

- Duran!

- Ahh!

My dear friends-

Mimi, Fifi...

and Celia.

I don't recall your face...

but I'd like to be familiar.

It's uncanny.

You should at least

pretend to be amused, my dear.

Oh, it is amusing, Henri,

and very enlightening.

India!

Pardon.

Hello.

Eeh!

Eeh! Oh, oh. Eeh!

Oh, oh!

Eeh! Oh, eeh! Oh, eeh, oh! Oh!

Hey!

- Oh, good, good!

- What about Duran? Is he applauding?

With his hands, yes,

but with his face, I don't know.

- Oh.

- Go ahead. Come on.

- Capitaine, I do hope you were not offended.

- On the contrary.

We found it terribly amusing.

Didn't we, my dear?

Oh, terribly.

I should like to go back

and meet Jack Martin.

But of course!

He would be delighted.

- Would you excuse me, my dear?

- This is quite refreshing.

- What?

- Your going backstage to see a man.

Hmm. I won't be very long.

Don't worry about us, Henri.

We'll either be here or in the bar.

- Excuse me.

Please, his dressing room

is just downstairs.

- Monsieur Gapeaux.

- Yes?

You must come at once.

The magician had a terrible fight with his wife.

- She ran off with his rabbit.

- Oh!

Will you excuse me, Capitaine?

This is very sad.

- You see, he loves that rabbit. Quick.

- Right here.

- Eugenie!

- Henri!

My little souffl!

It's been such a long time.

Two years!

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