"Paris, please." "May I see your passport and ticket, please?" "Attention, please." "United airlines announces the departure of flight number 327 to Chicago." "Tony." "Tony, my little bambino." "Going to be a fine priest." "Mom, I have years of study before I'll be a priest." "But when you finish, you'll be a good priest." "You hear?" "That is what he and his friend Gregory will be studying for, mama Lugacetti." "Peaches, Tony, for you and Gregory." "Tell the man who flies the plane to make them hot." "Thanks." "Poor Tony, he's loved not enough, but too well." "A skill with which only the Italians exceed the Irish." "Yes, that's quite a family." "You'll have a few days in Paris, Greg, before you go to the seminary." "I've cabled my old friend father du rocher." "I'll give you the address of his church in the montmartre." "Ha ha, you know that man, he's been over 30 years in Paris, and he still disapproves of the place." "What are you thinking about?" "Why the shadows, hmm?" "What inner mountains of doubt do they reflect?" "Hills, father, not mountains." "I guess I'm scared." "Oh, you've been scared before, in Korea, as a prisoner of war." "But not like this." "The things I saw there made me..." "Scared and strong at the same time, gave me courage to want to go on and become a priest." "But now, I don't know." "It's only natural to be suddenly appalled at the enormity of the responsibility to God, to ourselves." "But I'm flesh, father, flesh more than spirit." "I'm lost in the theories and philosophies." "I only come to roost when I translate in terms of people." "Suffering and despair don't make me humble." "They make me angry." "Beauty and compassion don't make me humble, either." "That's why I'm scared." "Greg, for a long time you've led one life." "Now you're going to live another way to which you'll add control, self-denial, discipline." "Elevation is never easy." "But being born a second time is no more difficult than the first." "Do you think I'll make it, father?" "I think you have." "Attention, please." "Panamerican world airways announces the departure of flight number 90 to Paris." "Good-bye, mama." "And don't get drunk." "Thanks." "Tony, you hear, you be a good priest." "Take care of yourself, ma." "Arrivaderci!" "Excuse me." "Greg, I've solved the mystery, and documented it." "The one with the 4,000 yards of mink and 50 bags who smells like an Egyptian princess is francesca." "My acquaintance with Egyptian princesses is very limited." "Who is her highness?" "Who is francesca?" "Greg, how unworldly can you get?" "She's the famous designer, the celebrated couturier." "That's who's francesca." "Here, take look at this." "Here..." ""Certainly the natural waistline bores me," says francesca." ""The long look is newer than the new look," ""combined with the renaissance of the bouffant." "You will fight it, but you will succumb."" "She has courage, that one, and a high sense of art." "She's also quite a dish." "The full set." "Boy, what my sister wouldn't give to meet her." "You know, my sister's also in the rag business, on seventh Avenue." "She's an operator of machines, but she studies design at night in Brooklyn." "How many sisters do you have?" "9." "And one brother, Frank." "Hey, do you know what it means, 2 boys in one house with 9 sisters?" "Frank joins the marines and I become a priest." "I like your family." "If you like action, yes." "Take my mother." "Mama Mia, there's a woman for you." "Filled with pasta and wine, and per favore, 11 children." "Oh." "Still bad?" "With luck, not for long." "Keep your head up." "Breathe through your mouth." "Would you gentlemen like your dinner now?" "We're serving shrimp cocktail, filet mignon with..." "Oh, please, lady, stop." "I'll wait until he feels better." "You can be served in the bar below, Mr. Fitzgerald." "Go ahead, Greg." "There are times when a tenth child wants to be alone." "Go, sir." "Oxygen is indicated." "May I?" "Mm-hmm." "Merci." "Adequat." "You speak French?" "Just enough to make myself misunderstood." "Much more clever." "In my experience, complete understanding leads to boredom." "That is a very French point of view." "I am French." "I figured that out." "I figured out you are American." "Omaha, originally." "Then Trenton." "My name's Gregory Fitzgerald." "Paris, originally." "Then Paris." "I'm madame francesca." "I know." "A natural waistline bores you, and you're putting all your money on the long look." "You think the American women will succumb?" "Certainly not, but I have to say something outrageous." "Why?" "It is expected." "Why do you make me so uncomfortable?" "Well, I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to." "You stare." "No, not stare, search." "And your eyes are very blue." "And you have a face like a man's." "Why, doesn't everybody?" "I mean men." "No." "No, men look like mice or bats or owls, and sometimes like boys." "But only rarely, very, very rarely, like men, like you." "You are married, of course?" "No." "Divorced?" "No." "Mm-hmm." "Arrangement?" "Well, you could say arrangements." "Not probably the way you mean, but certainly arrangements." "Your fiancee is beautiful, I suppose." "Of course you know, I hate beautiful women, just as I adore beautiful men, like you." "You mind I say this?" "No, not at all." "As a matter of fact," "I was a very beautiful baby and I have a picture on a fur rug to prove it." "Your fiancee, she will not mind if you show me that picture?" "No?" "My fiancee understands everything I do or say or think." "Good." "The front of the card, an invitation to my collection." "The back of the card, my apartment in Paris." "All right, all right." "Madame francesca?" "I'll have no peace until I introduce you to Mr. lugacetti." "I'll give you no peace unless you do." "How do you do, Mr. lugacetti?" "I don't do well at all, madame francesca." "I could hardly wait to stop flying and I find I still am." "You must go to your hotel at once, drink very dry champagne, and eat herring." "It will absolutely cure you." "I think I'd better get him on a bus." "Nonsense." "I have a jalopy." "Be my guest." "We don't want to crowd you." "Don't be silly." "That is exactly what I want." "You're sure you won't come for a drink right this minute?" "Thank you very much, but it really isn't possible." "You've been very kind." "Very, thanks a million." "Good-bye." "Thanks again." "You're father du rocher?" "Yes." "Your name's lugacetti?" "I'm Fitzgerald." "This is lugacetti." "Father." "I had planned to say welcome to France, but it's clear you have already had a welcome exceeding any possibility I might extend." "Who was this woman?" "A fellow passenger, sir." "Tony wasn't feeling very well, and she was very kind." "Perhaps it will teach you not to go against God's will." "Man was not meant to fly." "You agree?" "Yes, now you agree." "Tomorrow when you're feeling better, you will not agree." "How's my old friend, father Cunningham?" "He's well?" "Well." "Yes?" "What's this?" "Do you know that in Europe you're a nothing, a nobody without a passport?" "In Europe, only cats do not have to show their passport." "Now we go to my room." "I have put in two mattresses on the floor." "Perhaps a hotel, father, would be better?" "A hotel?" "It would be foolish for you to pay at a hotel." "Priests must learn..." "You're very kind, father, but Tony isn't feeling very well and it's only for two nights." "You will be robbed." "However, if you insist," "I know the name of a respectable one, the Remy." "Fine." "Let's get a taxi." "Taxi?" "Who do you think you are, the baron Rothschild?" "We'll take the Metro, the subway, bottom of the hill." "Come on." "Monsieur." "And from here, monsieur, you have the most excellent view of the city, if you look in this manner." "Whoop." "Merci." "And look." "You see?" "How much?" "1,400 francs." "O.K." "What?" "!" "1,400 francs for this room?" "For this..." "Look, the carpet is a rat's dinner." "And there, the ceiling, it leaks." "You call this a room?" "But I am a poor man." "1,300." "800." "Ah, no, no, no." "1,200?" "1,100." "Tant pis." "But only one hour of hot water." "You see?" "Was I not right?" "1,400 francs." "Ha." "Do you realize what one can buy for that?" "Dinner for three with a decent cheese." "And perhaps even a peach." "If I have one weakness, gentlemen, it's for the peach of normandy." "The pink fuzz, the light blush of the meat." "And the juice so sweet and delicate." "You will need food." "If you gentlemen are not planning to spend $25 apiece at the tour de Juneire Maxim's, perhaps you will be good enough to meet me at the restaurant la camubier la what?" "La camubier." "It's only a few blocks from here." "At 9:00 on the stroke." "Au revoir." "And welcome to Paris." "That's a tough cookie." "Did you see his face when he talked about the peach?" "He's not as tough as he makes out." "How about a peach, Tony?" "Oh, nothing." "Just let me lie here." "I'll change my clothes and have a look at Paris." "Don't wake me when you get back." "Um, pardonner mol, monsieur." "Sorry, I can't speak French." "Le restaurant de la camubier?" "Straight down." "10 streets, then you turn a la gauche, this way, two streets more, then you arrive on the boulevard." "You turn right, this way, and then..." "You understand?" "No." "You take me." "Oh, pardon, monsieur." "I'm sorry." "I don't speak French." "Oh, no, not an American." "What a piece of luck." "Could I have your cab?" "I've been looking for one for a half-hour and I'm late." "All right, let's share it." "You don't have to cash so many traveler's checks." "It's all right if we're pointed the same way." "It's not out of your way." "O.K.?" "O.K." "Thanks." "What a city, Paris." "So much to see and only three days to do it." "I could spend a year in the louvre alone." "I was only able to give the Mona Lisa 10 seconds and the winged victory 15." "But what about that Venus de milo?" "Huh?" "Well, I liked it." "What I'd like now, mister, is practically no conversation." "Have a cigarette." "Thanks." "I didn't mean anything by that last remark." "I'm just beat." "Anything wrong?" "Nothing." "And don't mix in." "Hey wait, your bag!" "Thanks." "Here you are." "I want to speak to Monica, please." "Is she expecting you?" "Just through that door." "Thank you." "Entre." "Well." "Fell out of your bag." "I don't know how you managed to get through all that traffic without St. Christopher." "It's uh-sort of a good luck charm." "That's the second time you've been nice tonight." "Thanks a lot." "Good night." "Is there something I can do?" "You seem rather upset and I thought..." "I told you before not to mix in." "Why don't you go look at some more statues?" "Entre." "Monica Johnson?" "Oul." "Police." "Identification papers." "Where are you staying?" "Hotel Remy." "Why?" "Bonsoir, mademoiselle." "Bonsoir." "A bientot, monsieur." "See, darling." "Scatterbrain, but hopeless." "Forgot completely to renew my alien labor permit." "Three months ago, I sang at the call club in London for two weeks before I remembered I was supposed to be at le sardine d'or in cannes." "Hand me that bottle of perfume, will you, darling?" "Thanks." "Oh, you understand French." "A word here and there." ""A bientot," that means see you again very soon, doesn't it?" "It's so much more charming in French." "Even when a detective says it?" "Especially when a detective says it." "I don't like cops." "Why did he want to see my identification?" "Maybe because he envied you." "And not because you'd told him you'd spent the last couple of hours with me?" "Maybe that's why he envied you." "He said he'd see me again very soon." "Don't you think I'm entitled to an explanation?" "Yes, you certainly are." "But what's the point?" "If the cops come, you just tell them exactly what happened." "You won't get hurt." "If you want to lie a little for me, o.K., but I'm not asking you." "Do me one more favor, huh?" "Then you can tell all your friends about your crazy night in Paris." "Put me in a cab, huh?" "Just that, and then au revoir." "I have a very large lump of curiosity." "What kills cats can also kill Americans." "Do you..." "Want to carry the luggage, Porter?" "Uh..." "Just to make it a better story when you tell it in the states, we're going out the back way." "Complete with cobblestones, alley, and suspicious characters lurking in the dark." "Let her go!" "What's that?" "Where I live." "If he followed you here, he'll follow you there." "I have to go, I have to." "I don't know what I would have done without you." "Let me give you some advice." "Just get out of this cab and forget it." "You're hardly in a position to give advice." "What have you done, Monica?" "Why the cops?" "Why that man?" "What do you care?" "Because I'm angry." "I don't like being hit, and I like even less to hit back." "You're pretty good at it." "What are you, a prizefighter?" "No, I'm not a prizefighter." "And you're not in just a little trouble." "You've got big trouble." "What is it?" "What's that got to do with you?" "How about taking your hands off me?" "O.K., o.K." "I'll feel better if I admit it." "Everybody feels better when they relieve the pressure." "It's an old and very famous cure." "You're a strange guy." "There are lots of people like me." "I've never met any." "I think you have but didn't know it." "The black stuff on your eyes is running." "Is it smeared?" "Less than before." "Listen mister whatever your name is," "I don't know you from ac/dc and you've probably got a highly developed angle, but you're right, I've got trouble and I need help, the ask no questions kind." "Well then, there's no point in asking questions." "Anyway, the only truth that matters is the kind you have to tell." "What can I do?" "Stick with me until I get a plane and shake this town." "Oh." "I've got somebody waiting for me." "Could you call them?" "Haven't you got anybody else?" "No, not right now." "Well then, I have no choice, have I?" "Can I have that suitcase?" "Telephone your friends in here." "Here's the phone book." "I'll make it fast." "We'll be out of here in two minutes." "Where are you going?" "As far as I can get." "Home?" "No, I don't think so." "Cuba, maybe." "I'll be a sensation." "Wait'll you catch my samba." "You have a curious way of facing reality." "You deny it, bury it under a joke." "I thought that was supposed to be good." "Not always." "How long have you been in Europe?" "I don't understand you." "Oh, I see." "I ask you, "where is she?"" "That's what I'd like to know." "Why?" "For my own reasons." "What are yours?" "I suspect you know them." "You're obviously a good friend of Monica's." "Is she here?" "Isn't this a waste of time?" "You can see for yourself she isn't." "Good night." "Perhaps I have a misunderstanding." "How did you get in?" "With a key." "The key?" "Yes, with a key you could get in, a key like this one." "Now show me yours." "No." "You do not have a key." "You came here with her." "Now tell me, where is she?" "I don't know." "So again, how did you get in?" "You've got it all." "I will tell you." "You came here with Monica Johnson." "Do not be difficult." "Do not be noble." "It makes me feel unkind." "So please, please!" "Hello?" "Qul." "Lugacetti?" "How dare you call me at this hour?" "Who?" "Gregory?" "Here?" "Certainly not!" "No, I did not see him." "Oh." "Don't worry, Mr. lugacetti." "To stay out all night in Paris is amusing." "The worst that can happen to him is that he will have a bad hangover." "Well, thank you, madame francesca." "I'm sorry to have bothered you." "Good-bye." "Not there." "She hasn't seen him." "That's not what she'll say in a confessional." "I believe her, father." "Gregory wouldn't do this." "You don't know him." "He's dedicated." "To the flesh, perhaps?" "Let's review the circumstances then." "We were supposed to have dinner at 9:00." "He doesn't come." "I came here at midnight when I should long be in bed." "We wait." "At 6:00, we call to see if there's an accident." "There is no accident." "Now we call the only other human he knows in Paris." "She denies seeing him." "What is the logic of the situation?" "Something's the matter." "Yes, but what?" "If it is not folly, it is certainly irresponsibility." "Either fault is a serious defect in one who would be a priest." "Perhaps it's better he should find out so soon, before he embarks upon a course for which he is clearly unsuitable." "Who are you?" "What are you doing here?" "I'm the husband of the concierge." "Miss Johnson asked me to go in." "What did you say about miss Johnson?" "She-she telephoned." "She- she wanted her purse." "Where is she?" "Um..." "I swore not to tell." "But you must tell me." "I'm her friend." "No, no." "I don't know you." "But I tell you I'm her friend." "How can I convince you?" "Are you catholic?" "Catholic?" "Yes, I am." "Well, I'm going to be a priest." "Ha ha ha ha!" "Look." "Read it." "I believe you." "Then where is she?" "Napoleon." "Napoleon's tomb?" "Oh, yes!" "Yes, sir!" "I'll take it to her." "Americans." "Faster, faster!" "Pull over to the curb and stop!" "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to find out if you were safe." "Look at your face." "What did they do to you?" "There's nothing broken." "I'm all right." "I'm so sorry you got mixed up in this." "Why don't you just go away and forget me?" "Where did you go?" "I went out the balcony, spent the night in the Metro." "Soon as this place opened," "I paid my old friend Napoleon a visit." "How did you know where I was?" "The concierge's husband." "He swore he wouldn't tell." "I found a way to persuade him." "There was a letter in..." "He took it last night." "Who is he?" "Trevelle, that's his name." "Trevelle." "What does he want?" "Just to kill me, darling, just to kill me." "But why?" "Because he doesn't like the color of my eyes." "Last night before I met you," "I had the best seat in the house at a murder." "And now..." "Did they follow you?" "They tried, but I got away." "You're sure?" "What do you mean, a murder?" "A man, a friend, his apartment." "I don't remember much, a door breaking open, noise, guns." "When I looked up, he was on the floor dead." "Then I ran." "Then you got into my taxi?" "Was it trevelle?" "No." "I don't know." "Just shots and guns." "I..." "Can't you identify the man?" "No, but trevelle thinks I can." "And he takes no chances, no chances at all." "Why didn't you tell all this to the police last night?" "Because I was still kidding myself, thinking no one would know I was in the apartment." "That's why I lied, told them I was with you." "All right." "You must go to the police." "I'll go with you." "You must tell them your life is in danger." "You're such a child." "Suppose I go?" "They look me up." "They'll find a singer in a nightclub without a work permit." "I'm a foreigner, I've broken their laws." "Think they'll give me a guard of honor like Napoleon?" "Oh, they wouldn't believe me." "You don't know the police." "And they wouldn't touch trevelle." "He's a big shot in Paris, well-known, well-connected." "Don't you see?" "It wouldn't do any good, any good at all." "O.K." "We've got to see about getting you out of Paris." "Merci, monsieur." "Merci." "Merci." "Monsieur?" "A reservation to uh-Brazil or any flight en route leaving immediately." "The most immediate is to Lisbon." "For yourself, monsieur?" "For a friend, a lady." "We can accommodate madame on flight 95 leaving orly tomorrow afternoon at 6:30 P.M." "Nothing sooner?" "Nothing." "Nationality?" "American." "Madame's name, please." "Monica Johnson, but for private reasons, no publicity." "She's traveling under an assumed name, say uh..." "Mary Jonas." "Of course, I understand." "But the passport is in the name of Monica Johnson?" "Yes." "May I see it, please?" "I don't have it with me." "Can you remember the number?" "No." "But I'll get it." "You go ahead and make the arrangements." "Lisbon tomorrow night, and then Brazil." "Nothing sooner?" "And what about tonight?" "My hotel." "It's out of the way and respectable." "Now I've got to have your passport." "I haven't got it." "Where is it?" "Quite safe and neat in the middle drawer of my desk." "You see how careful and methodical I am." "You've got to get it." "Sure." "Let's pick up some clothes at the same time." "Only trevelle's chums are hiding in the closet." "No." "I'll go anyway." "No, no." "I won't let you." "If they're there, it'll be last night all over again." "I can get in and out and they'll never know it." "Take this taxi to the hotel Remy." "I'll be back with the passport and ticket." "Have a little faith." "Hotel Remy." "Get me the American embassy." "Embassy?" "Why the embassy?" "Your passport's been stolen." "Oh." "That's par for the course." "I don't know what's in here, but it's gotta be better than that." "Thanks." "Telephone, monsieur." "Let me take it." "I'm an old hand with embassies." "American embassy?" "Passport division, please." "Hello?" "Can I have some information?" "What happens when an American citizen mislays his passport?" "I see." "Can it be done in Paris?" "How long does that take?" "Thank you very much." "Hopeless." "Maybe not so hopeless, once you've had a cup of coffee and a bath." "I'd like a room for the lady, please." "For miss Johnson?" "How did you know her name?" "There have been inquiries." "Always they ask for miss Johnson." "The police?" "They say they are the police." "But when one is making inquiries, who does not?" "Well, that eliminates this hotel, and probably a lot of others." "Sorry it wasn't more fun." "But you've nowhere to go." "Check." "I can't stay here, and I can't leave the country, and I can't get a passport without an act of congress." "Is there someplace where I..." "I don't mean to intrude, but perhaps uh- I can be helpful?" "You know we have strange laws in Paris." "Hotels require passports, but sometimes when it is inconvenient, citizens must make their own arrangements." "They are of course..." "Expensive." "But if you know the right man..." "Do you know the right man?" "He is the right man." "Perhaps for... 20,000 francs..." "What does that buy?" "Privacy, discretion." "Where?" "I have an address." "Do you know where it is?" "No, but I bet I can describe the neighborhood." "Do I have to have a password?" "20,000 francs, you will be expected and welcomed." "I can imagine in this outfit, too welcome." "Is there someplace where I can dress the part?" "Stop the jokes." "This doesn't make sense." "You don't know where you're going or what you'll do." "Just what would you suggest?" "The least you can do is to face the facts." "I've been beating myself over the head with facts." "I'm thinking in circles." "Wait." "Maybe we can work this out together." "I'll go with you." "Who appointed you my..." "Private guardian?" "I don't know." "Certainly somebody." "Tell him thanks." "I won't be long." "Are my friends here, father du rocher and Mr. lugacetti?" "No, they are out looking for you." "They think that you are at the bottom of the seine." "Tell them I'll be on schedule." "Well, in any case, not to worry." "We're from the Remy." "Yes, I know." "Come in." "Romantic, isn't it?" "The money." "Oh." "You understand, only until tomorrow night?" "Dacor?" "Oh, uh-um..." "American plan, food, wine." "300 francs?" "Oul." "I'll bet it's delicious." "Here." "The service wasn't included." "It's vinegar and acorns." "But it's warm and good." "Want some more?" "It may be bad for some people's livers, but it's great for mine." "I feel better." "Well, at least you can say you've seen the part of Paris that isn't loaded with tourists." "Oughtta make quite a chapter in your "my trip abroad" diary." "Look at this joint." "Not exactly the ritz, is it?" "I usually do better than this." "The Dorchester in London, grand in Rome, verjahr in hamburg." "At least one piece of luggage in every hotel on the continent." "The story of my life." "Could I have a cigarette?" "Why don't you tell me about the Monica Johnson who once had all her luggage under one roof?" "Well, the story I usually tell to susceptible gentlemen is the one about the drunken father with the mother he used to beat." "And then, oh, I add 6 or 7 brothers and sisters, and do a charming little sketch of myself bringing them up, a model of patience and womanly virtue." "What does that get you?" "A good dinner." "And occasionally, a souvenir." "A diamond bracelet or a mink coat?" "You wouldn't happen to have either around, would you?" "No." "Then you get the truth." "I haven't told it in so long" "I can hardly remember it." "I was born in willow falls, Nebraska, well over 21 years ago." "My real name is Jenny corbell." "My mother and father, very nice people." "I was a stinker." "I looked like an angel on a Christmas tree, and boy crazy right from the beginning." "My first boyfriend at 12, the second boyfriend at 12, my third boyfriend at 12." "At 17, I smiled at the right bald head and won the local beauty contest." "Dissolve, New York, Paris, Rome." "That was 8 years ago." "Are your parents still alive?" "You need them badly now." "I need a miracle, darling." "Nothing grand." "Just a small spit of a miracle will do." "There are no small miracles, Monica." "You're very nice." "Why didn't you go home?" "Oh..." "I'm little girl turtle, darling, carry my home on my back." "And darling..." "You know why I call you darling or mister?" "I don't know your name." "Gregory." "Yes." "That feels right." "I..." "Find you very warm, Gregory, and full of a quality I've never known before." "I don't know what it is." "Only it's exciting, and a little marvelous." "You're so distant." "Don't be." "I'm closer than you think, Monica, far closer than if I touched you or held you." "You're a strange guy, the oddest I've ever met." "Don't keep saying that." "I hit a nerve." "What nerve, Gregory?" "What makes you so different?" "I'm not so different." "I'm exactly like any other man, only I..." "I'm..." "Thinking about how to get you out of here." "When it's dark, I'll see about getting a car." "Then we'll go." "Sure." "When it's dark." "What did he say?" "He said there's someone downstairs waiting for you." "Knows you're here, won't go." "Who is it?" "Where are you going?" "I want to talk to him." "It's all right." "Hello, Tony." "Hi, Greg." "How did you find me?" "Easy." "I bribed the Porter." "Why are you hiding, Greg?" "What are you doing?" "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." "Call it an act of mercy." "An act of mercy?" "Greg, I know the cops are looking for you." "You're hiding out in the slums." "There's a woman they keep talking about." "What kind of an act of mercy is this?" "Let me help, huh?" "Don't get involved, Tony." "Well, somebody's got to!" "Look, you're in a strange country." "You don't even speak the language." "I know you're doing something you think is right." "Maybe it is." "But you can't handle this load all alone." "Talk to someone, get some advice." "From whom?" "Father du rocher." "I can't involve him either." "Then francesca." "She's worried about you." "How did she know?" "Because I called her." "Look, Greg, if you can't ask me, why don't you ask her?" "I've got to work this out by myself." "O.K." "Tomorrow, the train leaves for the seminary." "Do I go alone?" "I don't know, Tony." "I don't know." "Who was he?" "A friend of mine." "How did he know we were here?" "How do I know I can trust him?" "I'd better get out." "No, Monica." "Tony's all right." "We're safe." "How do I know I can trust you?" "You don't know how, but you know you can." "We've got another chance." "My friend gave me an idea." "There's someone here in Paris who might help us, maybe get us a car." "You really believe there's a chance?" "Of course I do." ""Evening falls on Paris like a velvet scarf."" "I didn't make that up." "That's a lyric from a song I used to sing." "Never caught my act, did you?" "I'm not Jane Powell, but I manage o.K." "Mostly phrasing instead of a voice." "The customers like it." "That accordionist down there is pretty good." "I used to sing that." "Yeah." "I wore that slim black job with the red stole." "¶ When I'm feeling lost and low ¶" "¶ embrasse, embrasse-mol bien ¶" "¶ when my heart has lost its glow ¶" "¶ then kiss me once again ¶" "¶ you're the one ¶" "¶ that makes my life ¶" "¶ my breath, my heart, my soul ¶" "¶ forget the day that come what may ¶" "¶ embrasse, embrasse... ¶" "Gregory." "I'm not brave anymore." "I'm not even gonna try." "I'm dead in my shoes and I'm too stubborn to admit it." "I give up." "I've had it." "I'd like to see madame francesca." "Will you tell me your name?" "Gregory Fitzgerald." "Just a minute, please." "You have been a very naughty boy, making us all worry about you." "And you look the worst for it." "I'd like to talk to you alone, if I could." "For the moment, I must keep my body in the salon to encourage the buyer." "But we shall have a corner." "Now, what do you have to confess?" "I need a car, francesca, in confidence." "I want to get someone over the border, someone without a passport." "But you sound like the Scarlet pimpernel." "What is this extraordinary melodrama in which we are engaged?" "Well, I met a girl." "What girl?" "I'd prefer to..." "You don't imagine I would help a girl whose name I don't know." "Monica Johnson." "Monica John..." "Oh, yes, I know her." "She sings in a cabaret." "Yes, that's the girl." "Yes, I made a dress for her." "Yes, she's a connection of trevelle's." "Do you know him?" "Yes, he's a customer for many years." "He buys dresses for many girls." "He stole Monica's passport." "Stole her passport?" "Ha ha." "Dear Gregory, somebody's pulling your leg." "No." "I know it sounds corny, but it's deadly serious." "She witnessed a murder and he's mixed up in it." "That cannot be so." "I don't like this." "You are lying to me." "I've no right to ask your help, and you've every right to refuse." "No, no, darling." "Don't be so hasty with me." "I shall help, of course, but I think we shall have to consult someone." "Yes, with a friend." "Let me call him and we shall go together." "Hmm?" "Thanks." "I knew you would help." "Where is he?" "I saw him here yesterday." "Well, he's not here now." "He is coming back?" "Now look, just a minute." "Let me ask a couple of questions." "What are you doing here?" "Why do you want him?" "We used to be his friends before he met you." "That's your problem, and his." "Look, lady, let him go." "Don't stop him from doing what he came here for." "I'm not stopping him from anything." "How could I?" "I don't know what he's doing or where's he's going." "You tell me." "Gregory and I, we're on our way to enter a seminary to study for the priesthood." "Priesthood?" "Maybe that's what he was trying to say." "It's hard to believe." "I mean..." "To be a priest." "I mean..." "I don't know what I mean." "He told Tony he was performing an act of mercy." "And that must mean you." "Now, you in turn must perform your own and send him back upon the path to which he was dedicated, and with the grace of God, perhaps still is." "Come in." "What is this?" "You wouldn't have come if I had told you where I was bringing you." "Francesca brought you to hear some things you ought to know." "Please, come in." "You can hardly expect me to come in after our last meeting." "I am sorry for that." "Please." "Sit down." "I shall be candid." "Two nights ago, my brother Michel was killed by a person or persons unknown." "He was dear to me." "I shall miss him." "So will his wife and young daughter." "You cannot think it odd if I seek to find the cause of his death, and by what hand, can you, Mr. Fitzgerald?" "I didn't know it was your brother." "Odd." "I should have thought Monica had told you." "She was, as a matter of fact, very fond of my brother." "For a year, they had seen each other a good deal." "What's that got to do with it?" "She was in my brother's apartment when he was shot." "For reasons known only to herself, she refuses to come forward and tell what she knows." "The reasons are obvious." "She knows nothing and she's afraid of you." "Perhaps, they are more complicated." "I propose to find out." "Where is she?" "I'll never tell you that." "Why not?" "She is an accessory to the fact." "You are duty bound to aid in the solution of a crime." "Yes, you are, Gregory." "It's not the police who want her, Mr. trevelle, it's you." "My brother's death is a private affair." "I intend to handle it privately." "Perhaps, you will be kind enough to give Monica a message for me." "Tell her to be here at 7:00." "You may go if you like, Mr. Fitzgerald." "And don't worry, you will not be followed." "I am depending entirely on your conscience and good sense." "I give my word." "Good-bye, francesca." "You meant well." "But I don't think I'll see you again." "Trevelle, you said you would not follow him." "Certainly, I said it." "And certainly, I didn't mean it." "I've made a fantastic mistake." "But, of course." "You're a woman." "I've been waiting for you, and hoping you wouldn't come." "Silly, isn't it?" "Monica, I saw trevelle." "Trevelle?" "We've both had social afternoons." "How was Mr. trevelle?" "Is it true about..." "You and his brother?" "Yes, it's true, me and his brother." "Or it was until I found out he was married." "You carefully didn't tell me any of this, did you?" "You didn't lie, but all I knew of you was a half-truth." "Half-truth?" "And what did I know about you?" "Not a tenth of the truth." "Not a suspicion of it, father Fitzgerald." "Oh, yes, I saw your father du rocher." "I played Mary magdalene very prettily." "Or was it jezebel?" "Whatever it is," "I interfere with you no longer." "You let me fall in love with you." "You know that?" "And I'll bet you 6-2 and even you're in love with me." "Oh, why did you bother?" "What was in it for you?" "Very happy to have made your acquaintance." "I doubt we'll see each other again." "We don't play the same games." "Oh, yes we do." "Only we have different rules." "The way I learned is you play until the game is over." "We'll get a lawyer, Monica, then go to the police." "Oh no, we won't." "You're gonna have a collar that goes on backwards, and I'm gonna try and survive." "Looks like the score's gonna be posted pretty quickly now." "Trevelle's boys have followed you here." "He gave me his word." "Trevelle's word, not exactly a gilt-edged security." "They're back there, too." "Not much time." "Go over the roof." "All right, let's go." "No, I've got a better chance without you." "You've got no chance without me." "Come on!" "Father, we need refuge." "Come with me." "What can I do for you?" "There's so much to explain, father." "You said you need refuge." "Yes, father, for her." "Mademoiselle." "She'll take care of you." "Come, sit down." "Are you hungry?" "No, father." "How can I help you, my son?" "You've already helped, more than you know." "Perhaps, I can help more." "What are you to this tragic girl?" "Nothing." "Search your heart and find the truth." "The church asks you to make your decision out of your free will." "You can still live and love as other men, my boy." "There's no hold on you." "Decide well." "I have decided." "Come." "I'll show you your room." "Monica." "This is all very strange to me." "My mother and father used to scrub me up, try and take me to Sunday school." "When I cried and didn't want to go, they gave up, and I stayed home." "They said it was a sin." "What is sin?" "The willful breaking of the law of God." "Can we be forgiven?" "By penance." "God does not punish the true penitent here and hereafter." "Power to forgive sin, how wonderful." "How wonderful." "There is forgiveness, but we must do penance." "How do you do penance for..." "Taking the life of another human being?" "Trevelle didn't tell you everything." "I..." "I killed his brother." "And he knows it." "I also loved his brother." "Let's face it, I'm not a schoolgirl." "I wanted any kind of love he could give me." "I did not know he was married." "That's the cornball truth." "And when I found out, I tried to leave him." "I met another man." "I had a chance for a new life with him in London." "He wanted to marry me." "Michel destroyed it by telling him the brutal truth." "My friend wrote me a terrible letter." "And that was that." "I'd let you read it, only that's the one trevelle took." "Then I faced Michel and tried to tell him again it was finished, over." "He wouldn't let me go." "He threatened me, meant the threat." "In escaping, I..." "I shot him with his own gun." "In any court, Monica, that's self-defense." "Trevelle has the letter and the motive." "They'll never believe me." "I believe you." "Thanks, Gregory." "Now I'd like to start being alone." "You'll never be alone." "Whenever I'm afraid, I'll see your face." "It may be through your eyes what I haven't seen for so long." "Would it be all right if I kissed you?" "It would be all right." "Good night." "In the morning, I'll go for help, the police." "Monica?" "Help me." "Oh, my God, I am heartily sorry..." "Heartily sorry." "For having offended thee, and I detest all my sins..." "My sins." "Because I dread the loss of heaven and the pains of hell." "But most of all because they offend thee, my God, deserving of all my love." "I firmly resolve with the help of thy grace to confess my sins, do penance, and to amend my life." "Amend my life." "Amen." "This is no small decision you make." "You not only choose a way of life, you choose a way of eternity." "What does it mean to be a priest?" "To live in the midst of the world without wishing its pleasures." "To be a member of each family, yet belonging to none." "To share all suffering." "To penetrate all secrets." "To heal all wounds." "To teach and to pardon." "To console and bless always."