Romance on the High Seas

Did you see that? Did you see

the way he looked at that bridesmaid?

Oh, no. He was just looking around

and accidentally there was a bridesmaid.

Why doesn't he look at me?

Oh, he has seen you.

Did you catch that?

-Flirting right up to the last minute.

-Oh, don't be silly.

l'll never be able to trust that girl.

Our first anniversary.

Going to Bermuda.

Trip cancelled. Important merger my eye!

Our second anniversary.

Flying to Canada.

Trip off! Mike's aspirin deal

gives me a headache.

Our third anniversary.

Oh, l won't need you

anymore today, Thompson.

-Good morning, Mrs. Kent.

-Oh, good morning.

We've booked you and Mr. Kent on

the Southern Queen sailing next Tuesday.

Good. Did you get us a stateroom

on the promenade deck?

Naturally. We've also arranged

for your accommodations in Rio...

...at the Hotel Atlantico.

-The presidential suite.

-Of course.

-How do you do?

-Good morning.

Don't worry, in Rio, our man will meet you

at the boat and escort you to the hotel.

Fine.

Here she is again.

You take care of her, Dudley,

in a nice way. l got stuck last time.

Quite a character.

Comes in here every few months.

Loads up on literature,

plans elaborate tours.

-Never goes on one of them.

-Really?

-Why is that?

-Well, she's just a singer in a honky-tonk.

Hasn't got a dime.

l think there are some papers here

for you to sign, Mrs. Kent.

-Oh, how do you do, Miss Garrett?

-Oh, greetings, chum.

My, we haven't seen you, let's see now,

since you didn't go to Switzerland.

l got a big kick out of planning that.

What looks good this time of the year?

How about the Canadian Rockies?

Canadian Rockies? Don't you remember?

l already haven't been there.

Oh, of course, l'm sorry.

What about a cruise through the Canal,

and return home by train from Los Angeles?

The Canal's for schmoes.

Come on, what really looks good?

Well, South America's

getting a heavy play.

We have some literature on it,

if you'll just step right over here.

-Sure.

-Here are the papers.

-Hello, Miss Garrett.

-Hi.

South America,

the seat of ancient cultures.

Museums, missions,

archeological ruins abound.

South America.

You could tell by her manana....

Manana, that fractures me.

What has South America got

besides romantic ruins?

Let's see. lt says here there are

approximately four men to every woman--

That's enough.

Doesn't hurt a girl to be outnumbered.

-Pardon me.

-Yes?

-We're set up to take your passport photo.

-Oh, thank you. l'll be right in.

As long as l'm handy,

l might as well have one taken too.

But, Miss Garrett, you've already

had seven passport pictures taken.

But never as a blond.

-Are you going to tell your husband?

-Oh, no, no. Not yet.

l want some time

to prepare him for it. Well....

Before you go,

there's just one more thing.

-Uncle. Uncle.

-Yeah.

-What happened?

-Do you see what l see?

-What do you see?

-lsn't that Elvira down there?

Now, Michael, don't tell me

you are still jealous of her.

-Well, why did they raise the top?

-l don't know.

Maybe they are afraid it will rain.

Let's face it, uncle.

Elvira's a flirt, always has been.

Thought marriage would change her,

it hasn't.

Just the opposite, my boy.

When a woman is married,

she has to flirt twice as hard...

...to prove she's still got it.

Yes?

-Yes what?

-Whom do you wish to see?

Mr. Michael Kent.

Who are you?

Oh, l'm Mr. Kent's secretary.

Oh, since when?

Since 9:
00 this morning.

-Who are you?

-Mrs. Michael Kent, since three years ago.

Oh, really?

Why do you say, ''Oh, really''?

Well, l didn't know

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