Saratoga Trunk Page #4
- Year:
- 1945
- 135 min
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She spoke of my food
in paris?
Ah. Leon.
May i suggest,
perhaps,
madame begue's
renowned crawfish bisque?
Oh, mais non.
Enchante.
C'est magnifique.
C'est delicieux.
Je prepare everything
with my own hands
pour vous,
madame la comtesse.
Is it?
Cupidon, my fan.
Bonjour, madame begue.
We are late.
I trust everything
isn't gone.
Don't stare, ninnies.
Will they recognize me,
do you think?
Shall i speak to them?
Shall i say to that girl,
"hello, sister"?
She's my half sister.
Ah, madame dulaine.
Bonjour.
Bonjour, madame.
But she said, ah,
she's a relative.
But she
said that-
who's that
at our table, mama?
What are
they doing?
Leaving.
Keep quiet.
Come.
We will go.
Stay where you are.
I'm not leaving.
First folks in a hurry
i've seen in new orleans.
Is this begue's?
It was begue's.
Is he coming?
Going right by.
Not looking,
either.
Hey, cookie.
Now, while he
ain't looking,
come, baby.
I'm not nearly finished.
I'm going to have
an omelet souffle,
and after that some
strawberries with thick cream.
Yeah, burst your corset.
Stuff yourself.
With a figure
like a cow,
you'll get yourself
a fine husband. Oh, yes.
Or maybe you've already
picked that texas vache.
He's used to
bulging sides.
Texas, texas. What do
i care where he's from?
I'm not even
looking at him.
Well, do look,
then.
Can't read
the menu even.
What's all
this stuff?
Where i come from,
we write our menus
in american.
Beef and beans-
that's what
he's used to.
Even leon
is amused.
Kind of steamy
here in new orleans.
Oui, monsieur.
If he were mine,
i would have for him
four-dozen
white handkerchiefs
of the finest linen,
and you would
embroider his initials
in the most
delicate scrolls.
Me?
Embroider
for that cowboy?
He's never even seen
a white linen
handkerchief.
And linen, too,
for his shirts, i think.
Fine pleated linen.
And his initials
on them, too.
Initials. Initials.
What initials?
His initials,
whatever they are.
I don't know what the
but i'll take a chance.
Oui, monsieur.
They say everything here
is lickin' good.
Psst.
Now what are you
gonna you do?
Leon, tell monsieur
seated over there-
the gentleman with
the big hat and boots-
if he's having difficulty
in choosing his breakfast,
i'll be happy
to assist him.
Ask him if he wouldn't perhaps
prefer to be served at my table.
We're old friends.
Quickly.
Common.
Common as dirt.
Keep quiet, angelique, or i'll
send you away somewhere to starve.
Fellow over there
told me that you said-
won't you sit down?
Angelique,
wait in the hall.
Cupidon, bring
the gentleman's hat
from the other table.
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