Roberta Page #3

Do about it? Let her go.

She'll come back.

She's the rage here right now,

and she's got the best figure in Europe,

but she has to have it dressed,

at least partly.

I'm afraid

she intends to start her screaming.

If she does, stick a pin in her.

Oh, I'd rather use an ice-pick.

This time I left the door open.

Who is she going to stick a pin into?

Scharwenka, a Polish countess who has

spurned the hollow mockeries of society

and gone in for nightclub entertaining.

You can see she's talented.

Do you allow her to make such a noise?

- lf she enjoys it, why not?

- Well, suppose the police come in?

Good, they can take her away.

But she must be insane

to make such a row.

Stephanie may not be safe with her.

- You feel inclined to stop her?

- Yes, I do.

No, no, no, no, no!

You are not the only couturier in Paris!

I am a good advertising

for the house that dresses me!

I do not know why

I come to Roberta anyway!

You... Will you quit pushing me?

I... I beg your pardon.

You can't behave like that, you know.

You big beautiful American!

You are very strong.

You do not understand.

These Latin races must be shouted at.

I'm not a Latin

and shouting doesn't impress me.

Hey.

I shall never set foot in this place again.

You do not know

how they have treated me.

This horrible old woman here.

The greedy old diable.

Easy, she's my aunt.

Oh, well, I was not blaming it on her.

She is really a genius,

but that little shrew who

runs the business. That Stephanie...

But Stephanie is swell.

What, you are her lover?

I've never seen such a place.

No one thinks of anything

but being somebody's lover.

Well, have you never thought of it?

What happened?

Your nephew has done

most admirably, madame.

What did he do? Where is Scharwenka?

On his neck.

Oh, I see.

Does he like it?

Not particularly.

But I don't hear him shouting for help.

There's that cuckoo band again.

Scharwenka!

Do you think she'd do something

for my nephew if he asked her?

I don't think he'll even have to ask her.

No, no, no.

I mean something for this band of his.

She could get them an engagement

and if they're John's friends,

they're a swell band.

I must show you Paris,

and I want you to love it.

- I've seen the Eiffel Tower.

- Oh, no.

My dear Countess. I understand there are

a few things wrong with the gown.

You shall have a new model,

at a new price.

Oh, there's nothing wrong with the gown.

I'll be back tomorrow for another fit.

May I present my nephew, John?

Oh, he presented himself

most charmingly.

My nephew is paying me a visit

en route to London,

he has a band which is playing at a private

party for the Duke of Wattingham.

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