Midnight

The train is in.

It is Paris, madame.

Call me in the morning.

Everybody off the train!

Just when I was

getting to like

the old place, too.

Well!

So this, as they say,

is Paris, huh?

Yes, madame.

Well, from here it looks an

awful lot like a rainy night

in Kokomo, Indiana.

Well, let's wade in.

Can I get

your luggage?

I wish you would.

Where is it?

Municipal Pawnshop,

Monte Carlo.

So long, handsome!

Taxi, monsieur! Taxi.

Taxi. Taxi.

Taxi. Taxi.

Taxi, madame!

Taxi! Taxi.

Taxi, madame. Taxi?

No, thank you.

Taxi? Taxi?

Taxi, madame?

No.

Madame enjoys

the rain, huh?

Here's how things stand.

I could have you drive me

all around town, and then

tell you I left my purse home

on the grand piano.

There's no grand piano,

no home and the purse,

25 centimes with a hole in it.

That's what's left of

the Peabody stake.

Oh, you have

no money, huh?

That's right.

I need a taxi to

find myself a job. I need

a job to pay for the taxi.

No taxi, no job.

No job, no soap.

But if I do promote one,

I'll pay you twice what

the meter says, see?

Double or nothing.

You'll give me

the honor

of driving you around

while you look

for a job, huh?

That's it.

And for that you'll

pay me double?

Oh, and a great

big-daddy tip.

Oh, that sounds like

good business!

What do you say?

I say no.

Taxi?

Get in!

No!

Get in!

Only now you don't

get that tip.

What kind of work

do you want?

Well, at this time

of night and in

these clothes,

I'm not looking

for needlework.

It'd be easier

to drink this

than read it.

Here we are.

Nightclubs.

What are you,

a dancer?

Did you ever hear of

Eve Peabody, the famous

American blues singer?

Nope.

Confidentially,

she didn't get

to be a blues singer

till she stepped

into your cab.

Oh, let's try

the Bal Tabarin.

Oh, you have

to be pretty good

to work there.

Say,

do you always travel

in an evening dress?

No, I was wearing

this in Monte Carlo when

a nasty accident occurred.

What happened, a fire?

No.

The roulette system

I was playing

collapsed under me.

I left the casino with

what I had on my back.

Say, is that your

last cigarette?

Want it?

Thanks.

Matches?

No, I got 'em.

Monte Carlo

booby prize.

Well, that's

the smallest.

I guess mine is

strictly a bathtub voice.

aren't you

wet through?

How far do you

think "through" is

for a woman these days?

Well, where to now?

Oh, no. Eighty francs

is enough, Skipper.

I'm sorry I got you

into this mess.

That's all right.

Where to now?

Back to the station.

What are you going

to do back there?

Sit in

the waiting room.

Waiting for what?

For tomorrow morning.

This isn't

the station!

I'm going to buy you

a cheap dinner.

Listen, you lost a gamble.

You don't have to feed it.

I don't like

to think of a woman

sitting around a station

with an empty stomach!

Oh, I know! This

is the pumpkin coach

and you're

the Fairy Godmother!

Cut that stuff out.

It's raining.

Come on!

Okay, Skipper.

Oh, wait!

I forgot my hat.

I wouldn't have taken oysters,

only I thought they were on

the regular dinner, honest.

Forget it.

No, it was

a dirty trick, Skipper.

Say, what's your name?

I'm tired of calling

you Skipper.

Czerny is the name.

Tibor Czerny.

Tea what?

Tibor. Tibor Czerny.

I'm Hungarian.

Where I come from,

they'd think Eve Peabody

is a funny name.

Oh, yeah?

May I?

May I?

Oh, sure.

Taxi?

What goes on?

They're beating up

the guy that yelled taxi.

Why?

He didn't

want a taxi.

Then why did he

yell for one?

Because I paid

him 5 francs.

I'm running into money,

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