Roman Holiday

Synopsis: Joe Bradley is a reporter for the American News Service in Rome, a job he doesn't much like as he would rather work for what he considers a real news agency back in the States. He is on the verge of getting fired when he, sleeping in and getting caught in a lie by his boss Hennessy, misses an interview with HRH Princess Ann, who is on a goodwill tour of Europe, Rome only her latest stop. However, he thinks he may have stumbled upon a huge scoop. Princess Ann has officially called off all her Rome engagements due to illness. In reality, he recognizes the photograph of her as being the young well but simply dressed drunk woman he rescued off the street last night (as he didn't want to turn her into the police for being a vagrant), and who is still in his small studio apartment sleeping off her hangover. What Joe doesn't know is that she is really sleeping off the effects of a sedative given to her by her doctor to calm her down after an anxiety attack, that anxiety because she hates her
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Director(s): William Wyler
Production: Paramount Pictures
  Won 3 Oscars. Another 7 wins & 15 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
118 min

brings you a special coverage...

visit to London...

goodwill tour of European capitals.

from the British...

the gracious young member...

oldest ruling families.

of continuous activity...

to Buckingham Palace...

Ann flew to Amsterdam...

the new international aid building...

and christened an ocean liner...

then went to Paris...

many official functions...

between her country...

and the Western European nations.

the eternal city...

by a spectacular military parade...

of the crack Bersagliere Regiment.

showed no sign...

continuous public appearances.

that evening...

in her honor...

ambassador to Italy.

Her Royal Highness.

His Excellency,|the Papal Nuncio...

Monsignor Altomonte.

Sir Hugo Macey de Farmington.

- Good evening, Sir Hugo.|- Good evening, Your Royal Highness.

His Highness,|the Maharajah of Khanipur...

and the Rajkumari.

- I'm so glad that you could come.|- Thank you.

Thank you, madame.

Prince Istvar Barlossy Nagayavaros.

How do you do?

Sir Hari Singh...

and Karak Singh.

The Count and Countess|von Marstrand.

Good evening, Countess.

Good evening.

Good evening.

How do you do?

I hate this nightgown.

I hate all my nightgowns.

And I hate all my underwear too.

My dear,|you have lovely things.

But I'm not 200 years old.

- Why can't I sleep in pajamas?|- Pajamas?

Just the top part.

Did you know there are people who sleep|with absolutely nothing on at all?

I rejoice to say|that I did not.


Oh, and your slippers.

Please put on your slippers|and come away from the window.

Your milk and crackers.

Everything we do|is so wholesome.

They'll help you to sleep.

I'm too tired to sleep.|I shan't sleep a wink.

Now, my dear, if you don't mind,|tomorrow's schedule.

Or schedule. Whichever you prefer.|Both are correct.

where you'll be presented|with a small car.

Thank you.

- Which you will not accept.|- No, thank you.

which will present you|with an olive tree.

- No, thank you.|- Which you will accept.

Thank you.

You will preside over the laying of the|cornerstone. Same speech as last Monday.

- Trade relations.|- Yes.

For the orphans?

No, no, the other one.

- Youth and progress.|- Precisely.

No, that's wrong.|11:45, conference here with the press.

Sweetness and decency.

You will wear your white lace|and carry a bouquet of...

Very small pink roses.

Thank you.

No, thank you.|How do you do?

Charmed.|So happy.


Stop, stop, stop!

It's all right, dear.|It didn't spill.

I don't care if it spilled or not.|I don't care if I drowned in it!

My dear, you're ill.

I'll send for Dr. Bonnachoven.

I don't want Dr. Bonnachoven!

- Please let me die in peace.|- You're not dying.

Leave me!

- Leave me!|- It's nerves.

Control yourself, Ann.

I don't want to!

Your Highness.

I'll get Dr. Bonnachoven.

It's no use.

I'll be dead|before he gets here.

- She is asleep.|- She was in hysterics three minutes ago.

- Are you asleep, ma'am?|- No!

I'll only disturb|Your Royal Highness for a moment.

I'm very ashamed.

Suddenly I was crying.

To cry is a perfectly normal|thing to do.

It's most important she be calm|and relaxed for the press conference.

Don't worry, Doctor.

I'll be calm and relaxed.

I'll bow and I'll smile and...

I'll improve trade relations and...

There she goes again, Doctor.|Give her something, please.

Uncover her arm, please.

What's that?

Sleep and calm.

This will relax you and make|Your Highness feel a little happy.

It's a new drug.|Quite harmless.


I don't feel any different.

You will.

It may take a little time|to take hold.

Just lie back.

Can I keep just one light on?

Of course.

Best thing I know is to do|exactly what you wish for a while.

Thank you, Doctor.

Oh, the general!|Doctor, quick!

I'm perfectly all right.

Good night, ma'am.

- Good night, ma'am.|- Good night, Doctor.

Bet 500.

Five hundred.|How many?


I'll take one.


Foolish boy.

Two for papa.

Five hundred more.

Without looking.

Five hundred,|and I'll raise you a thousand.

Two pairs.

Oh, well, I got|three shy little sevens.

A nervous straight.

Come home, you fools.

Look at that... 6,500.

Not bad.|That's ten bucks.

One more round and I'm gonna throw|you gents right out in the snow.

- Say, what do you mean?|- I gotta get up early.

A date with Her Royal Highness who|will graciously pose for some pictures.

What do you mean "early"?|My personal invitation says 11:45.

Couldn't be anything to do|with the fact that you're ahead?

- It could.|- Well, it works out fine for me.

This is my last 5,000,|and you hyenas are not gonna get it.

Thanks a lot, Irving. See you|at Annie's little party in the morning.

- "Ciao", Joe.|- Good night, Joe.

All right,|a little seven-card stud.

Okay with me.

So happy.

How are you this evening?

Hey, wake up.

- Thank you very much. Delighted.|- Wake up.

No, thank you.


Charmed too.

You may sit down.

I think you'd better sit up. Much too|young to get picked up by the police.

- Police?|- Yep. Police.

You know, people who can't|handle liquor shouldn't drink it.

"If I were dead and buried|and I heard your voice...

beneath the sod|my heart of dust...

would still rejoice."

Do you know that poem?

What do you know?

You're well-read...


and snoozing away|on a public street.

Would you care|to make a statement?

What the world needs...

is a return|to sweetness and decency...

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Ian McLellan Hunter

Ian McLellan Hunter (August 8, 1915 – March 5, 1991) was an English screenwriter, most noted for fronting for the blacklisted Dalton Trumbo as the credited writer of Roman Holiday in 1953. Hunter was himself later blacklisted. more…

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