Thirty Day Princess Page #2

as I am not accustomed

to making speeches in English.

But it is with great joy

that I step for the first time

on the soil of your

so beautiful country.

MAN:
Get a little nearer

the mike, Princess.

PRINCESS:
My country, it is very small,

but also it is very nice.

Here comes the old oil.

We should know each other better.

And the purpose of my visit is

to more strongly cement our friendship.

Sure, cement.

50 million bucks worth.

When I leave,

I hope I will take away with me

the affection

of your so great country.

And the 50 million fish.

It has been a great privilege

to speak to...

MAN:
Grab her, quick.

What's the matter? What's the matter?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

It is nothing.

Only the emotion.

Already for two days,

Her Highness has had a slight fever.

You had me worried there

for a moment.

Do not for an instant be concerned.

We Taronians are strong people.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

And steam the society editors

up into making a big splash.

That's right.

Mumps.

Moomps?

Mumps.

Mumps?

Oh!

Oh, it's nothing to worry about.

- She'll be all right in a month.

- A month? 30 days?

Some months have 31.

Well, we can kiss it goodbye, Baron.

Farewell forever.

You and your strong people!

I will go, me, myself

on the grand tour

and to all the receptacles.

Baron, your legs aren't

the right shape.

What we need is a princess.

In Taronia, we do not

manufacture princesses

like you manufacture

the automobile.

Manufacture...

Listen, Doc, not a word

about the mumps.

I've got an idea.

People come in twos in this world

like the animals in the Ark.

There's an old fellow at the club

looks as much like me as I do.

Good-looking man, too.

Fellow used to work for me

was your spitting image.

- Really?

- Yeah, he was a cook. Terrible cook.

Somewhere out there.

Somewhere out there.

From what do you talk?

But how do you find her?

How do you find anybody?

Parker, get me some pictures

of the Princess.

20 profiles and 20 full face.

No, make it 40 profiles

and 40 full face.

GRESHAM:
She's a madcap princess, see?

Does strange things.

Now, she's disappeared.

An escapade.

I want her found and brought back

quietly, but I want her brought back.

She'll deny that she's a princess

and she'll deny that she knows me,

but pay no attention. Bring her

back in a bag if you have to.

There's a big bonus.

You fellows get everything clear?

Okay, get busy.

What means?

What means these people?

Her Highness is no escapade.

Little by little

you'll understand, Baron.

There are eight million people

out there.

BARON:
Yes?

Somewhere there must be one

who looks enough like...

- You was trying to beat it, yes?

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