Three Coins in the Fountain Page #3

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- Yes?

- We dropped a purse from the balcony.

- Would you mind bringing it up?

- With the greatest of pleasure.

You sure you didn't

knock it off on purpose?

Oh, no, believe me, I didn't.

I'm not that quick-witted.

Well, just in case it was instinct...

perhaps we'd better warn our friend

about Dino before she meets him.

He's known as

"the predatory prince."

And girls who are seen in his company

more than once are known as Venice Girls.

Why?

The time comes when he asks you

to fly to Venice with him.

Once you're known as a Venice Girl,

you might as well go home.

- I hope nothing was broken.

- Thank you. It belongs to my friend.

Maria, this is Prince Dessi.

This is Miss Williams.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Fresh from the States.

Of course, you know Anita.

- Oh, yes. We met when I first came to Rome.

- I remember it with sadness.

People said bad things about me, and you

would not permit me to show you Rome.

Have they been telling you

disgraceful things about me too?

- Oh, no.

- That's too bad.

If only half the things said about me

were true, I'd be a happy man.

- I suspect half of them are.

- You see?

There is a conspiracy against me in Rome.

You must excuse me.

I haven't spoken to my host yet.

I'll be back.

He's nice.

Oh, I don't believe

he's the wolf you say.

- Why, he looks as innocent as a little boy.

- Oh, that he does.

But don't try taking him

on your lap to mother him.

You'll find yourself suddenly

screaming for the police.

Well, so much for your first

cocktail party in Rome.

- Shall we walk home or ride?

- Let's walk.

Do you know something strange?

Except for that handsome prince...

not one attractive man

came near us at the party.

Well, I guess now is as good

a time as any to disillusion you.

If you're romantic,

Rome is not the city for you.

Why not?

Well, wealthy Italians don't

waste their time on secretaries...

and the Italians that work at the agency

are too poor.

Oh. No wonder you're

going home to be married.

I'm not even engaged. I gave that

as an excuse at the agency for leaving.

But at least I'm going back to a country

where I hope some nice guy will ask me.

That's why I didn't throw a coin

in the Fountain of Trevi.

Oh, dear. It looks as though

I've wasted a perfectly good penny.

Well, which way?

This way looks sort of interesting.

- You want to try it?

- It doesn't look very respectable.

Good. Let's have a look.

- [Whistling]

- [Chattering]

[Wolf Whistle]

- Anita, somebody pinched me.

- Don't look back.

It's considered an encouragement.

Pretend you didn't notice.

Are you kidding?

I'll kick him in his antipasto.

- Oh, let's go.

- [Speaking Italian]

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