Sweet in the morning, Jane.
More coffee, Ma'am?
Ah, Luce.
Here's a telegramfor you, darling.
Hm-mm.
Thank you.
Ah, Miss Jane, Miss Patricia.
How did you sleep?
Like Wee Willy Winky.
Dear Lucian, havedecided to surprise you.
Stop.
Arriving first.
Stop.
Rose.
Stop.
P.S. Keep the bed warm, darling.
Stop.
Paola.
But that's, that's tomorrow.
You think I'm rushing things?
Well, you have onlyknown him a week.
It, it does seem alittle bit impulsive.
I have been on myown for five years.
And I am sick of it.
Well... he does seem rather...
- Rather what?- I was going to say vigorous.
He is.
But he's absolutelysmitten with me.
Not to mention extremely rich.
His family own a castle inLake Geneva with 30 bedrooms.
And have you spokenabout Lottie?
Of course. I have beentotally upfront with him.
He says he loves children, and hewants to have some of his own someday.
Darling, that's wonderful.
I'm going into thiswith my eyes open.
Yes. Come in.
- Yes. Come in.- Sorry to interrupt, Ma'am.
There seems to be aproblem downstairs.
Out with it, then.
Mr and Mrs Powellare at reception.
What? But Mr and MrsPowell cancelled.
There's obviously beensome sort of mix-up, Ma'am.
Um, should I... send them away?
No. Uh, put them inthe drawing room.
Give them some tea and tellthem I'll be down in a moment.
Yes, Ma'am.
Oh gosh, dear. Wherewill I put them?
Uh, just put themin Daddy's room.
But then where will we put him?
Well, bring himin here with you,
and I'll go and staywith Victor in his hotel.
- Oh, no.- Mummy, you are man and wife.
-It was you I was rathermore worried about.
- I'm about to be.- Yes.
And besides, you did tellme to let my hair down.
Guilty as charged.
You look beautiful.
(Dramatic music)
What music do you like?
Constance.
Constance!
Constance, please, wehave to talk about this.
There's no point.
How can you say that?
Because! Rose is coming.
Tomorrow.
We should forgetit ever happened.
Oh, well, I can't do that.
And I don't believeyou can either.
What choice do we have?
Constance.
Hello.
Sorry to pounce. But couldI use your telephone?
Yes, of course.
It's long distance, I'm afraid.
My agent's just arrived inNice to clear up the mess.
Uh, please, do go ahead.
- You can charge it to my bill.- Oh, of course.
Oh, no need to go on my account.
Oh, no. There's someoneI need to speak to.
Ah.
Darling, is everything alrightbetween you and Constance?
I just went to goand check on her.
Danioni's left herfeeling shaken.
She's having a delayed reactionto last night, that's all.
Ah. It's wonderfulnews about Rose.
- Isn't it?- I thought perhaps
I could find a moment to havea word with her if, if...
Well, um, I, I thinkI'd rather we just
sort of have a go at it, ifthat's all right with you?
Of course. Well... andabout the other thing?
It's tonight. Wehave to move fast.
So, you found a safe place?
I have, but I think it's ratherbetter if you don't know,
if that's alright.
Yes, of course.
Keep you posted.
- Ah, that was quick.- Hmm, short and not very sweet.
I'm either gonna haveto haul my ass back
or get myself a lawyer.
- Oh dear.- Hmm.
I don't suppose you know one?
Well, uh, there... there'sSignor Bruzzone in town,
but his English issomewhat limited.
And that's being generous.
I suppose I could askCarlo to translate.
As long as you don't mind him...
Him knowing?
My life's an openbook, Bella Ainsworth.
Right.
Ah, there he is.My favourite guest.
I think Miss Janeand Miss Patricia
will be most put out tohear you call me that.
I wondered if I mightask you a small favour.
Please, anything.
Albani, old boy.
- Are you ready?- Ready and willing.
Oh, where you draggingthe poor man off to now?
Drinks, with Alice's fiance.
Can't you leave him inpeace to finish his tea?
The third hand will stop theconversation flagging, won't it, Carlo?
Indeed, it will.
Well...
have you packed up yourthings from your room?
Uh, no. I believe, uh,Billy's doing that.
I hope the favour thatyou wish to ask of me,
it can wait a little longer?
Yes, of course.
Of course, I, I reallyshould apologise.
Whatever for?
Well, for asking foryour daughter's hand
without first seekingyour permission.
Good Lord.
I'd have hardly dared withholdit, knowing her as I do.
Don't worry, old boy.We've all been there.
Hearts aflutter and all that.
I just didn't knowa man could feel
so much for just one woman.
'He loves but little whocan say and count in words
how much he loves.'
Is your mother Italian?
Hmm.
She's a Farnese.
It's a noble Roman family.
Although from a very, verydistant branch, you understand?
And your father, French?
No. Um, he is Swiss,
but resident in Monaco.
Gosh. He must befrightfully well off.
We Swiss are notoriouslyprivate when it comes to money.
Ah, yes.
Well, I, I spent a veryhappy summer in the casino
at Monte Carlo.- Ah oui?
Yes. Yes. Spending a largechunk of my annual allowance,
- as I recall.- I'm never happy losing.
Do you gamble often, Victor?
- Does not every gentleman?- Good man.
You know, we shouldplay a hand or two.
They're reopeningthe local casino.
Avec plaisir.
Ah, Danioni, co... come andmeet my future son-in-law.
Uh, Victor Michel,Vincenzo Danioni.
- Bonjour.- Monsieur.
Danioni is what passesfor the law in this town.
Uh, and I'm due to payyou a visit, I think.
Ah, at your convenience. Enjoy.
Bye.
Bubbles come here! Oh!
Bubbles! Somebody, help!
Quickly!
Is everything alright?
Argh! Argh.
- He bit me!- Oh, savage little beast!
Oh gosh. I shallfetch some first aid.
Do calm down, ladies.
Little beast. Get away. Back!
Billy!
- We need you.- What is it, Ma'am?
Miss Jane, Bubbles hasbitten her on the finger.
Oh, must have been hungry.
No, Billy, this isn't funny.
He's drawn blood and he'sdestroyed her notebook.
Quickly grab somethingto catch him with.
He's hiding under the bed.- Um... a broom?
He's under the bed.
Under there.
Alright, oop.
Bubbles.
There's... a good boy.
Have you got him?
No, Ma'am, not quite yet.
Little sod. Bloody hell.
Stodgy, and sauce rather salty.
Fair to middling.
- Ooh.- Billy, he's making a run for it!
Oh, hi.
Captured.
Aren't you a marvel?
So brave.
Blooming cheek of it!
I have never been soinsulted in all my life.
Betty, what onearth is the matter?
As if anything I cooked
could be described as fairto middling, Mrs Ainsworth?
- No.- It's that notebook, Ma'am.
The one the dog tore.
Billy thinks he saw a descriptionof some of the meals in it.
The ones they've eaten here.
Do you mean a review?
Yes. And not at all positive.
So, you can wave goodbye to yourfive stars, by the sounds of it.
Let's not jump toany conclusions.
Miss Jane and MissPatricia have been
extremely positiveabout your food.
This just goes to prove whatwe've all been suspecting.
We need to redouble ourefforts... immediately.
I, I'm going to go look afterthe guests on the terrace
right now.
Venire, Paola.
Oh, Mr Ainsworth.You made me jump.
Sorry, Billy, I didn't mean to.I'm just anxious to get going.
We might have a longnight ahead of us.
Yes, yes, I'm as keento get going as you are.
Oh, I ought to tell you, uh,we might have our hands full.
This Gianluca fellow'stold Nish to stay put.
Then why are we moving him, Sir?
Well, because there are peoplelooking for him everywhere.
They might comeback at any moment.
We need to find somewheremore safe for him.
You've somewhere in mind?
I do, Billy, I think we're goingto enlist the help of Maria.
That's smart, Sir. Nobody'lllook for him there.
That should hopefully giveus enough time to figure out
what to do with him next.
This solarium is exquisite.
Have you seen, Cecil?
I'm a fan of a goodsolid wall, myself.
You must have been up dayand night to finish these.
Yeah, but it was a pleasure. After ourtalk about Brunelleschi Lacan Le Corbusier,
I got carried away by my desire
to create somethinghighly functional,
uh, modern, but alsoclassically beautiful, you know?
Yes. That's exactly whatyou've achieved. You...
Oh, for God's sake.
I may not know about Corbusier,
but I do know that thissolarium was my idea. Mine.
Did you studyarchitecture, Mr Ainsworth?
- Don't be absurd.- So, what is it that you do, exactly?
And what is the nextphase of execution, Marco?
Uh, we seek approvalfrom the communal council
and the necessary permit.- Uh...
Of course.
I'll take care ofthat. Thank you.
I'll have a word withDanioni, darling,
see if I can, uh,smooth the way.
Do you really thinkthat's a good idea, Cecil?
Oh, yes, I, uh...
I'll ask Billy to remove mysuitcases from your bedroom
now that I've unpacked.
Marco, please wait.
I want to apologisefor Cecil's behaviour.
Your plans, they weretruly remarkable.
It's always the plans with you.
I warned you that ifyou took his money,
you would be in his debt.
No, no, no. I'mnot in his debt.
He has no interestin our project.
Oh, please, he is free to do ashe wants, to go where he wishes.
Well, I had nochoice about that.
There is always a choice.
I cannot.
But I know thatyou feel something.
Yes, but still, not now.
And where have you been?
I've been looking for you.
- Elizabetta?- Yes?
Right.
Let's go and make peacewith a piece of cake.
Two, two pieces.
Come on.
For, for you, yes.
Um, by, by way of an apology.
And, and to say thank you forthe melanzana a la parmapagiana.
Hmm, hmm.
- Nice?- Hmm.
- No.- Ya, ya.
He says he has agift for you also.
Oh?
Whoo, ah-ha-ha-ha!
Oh, goodness me!
Stop!
STATION MASTER: Portofino,
Portofino.
Excuse me.
- Lucian.- Ah...
Hello.
-Shall we? Hmm.
I was just thinkingabout the last time
you came to collect me.
Last year, with your mother.
Been a lot of water underthe bridge since then.
Quite.
I ought to go and getyour bags, I think.
- There's two cases.- Yes.
They still sayDrummond-Ward, I'm afraid.
Yes.
Hmm.
Argh!
Have I come at a bad time?
What do you want?
Crikey, keep yourhair on, old boy.
I've only come toshow you these.
They're the proposed plansfor my wife's new solarium.
I was hoping, uh, youmight find a way to refuse
our planning permission.
What do you mean refusing?
Well, this architect chap,Bonacini, not up to scratch.
Be my excuse to givehim the heave-ho.
Find someone more to my liking.
This will be a disappointment,no, I mean to your wife?
Possibly.
Well, I, I think Ihave a better idea.
- Oh?- Hmm. Let me show you.
It's only a few years agothat a woman in Italy...
uh...
here, listen.
'She requires herhusband's permission
to buy property,to start a business
or even to carry out anyfinancial transactions.'
I don't need a lesson infemale suffrage, Danioni.
Sit. Just sit and listen.
The Italian government wouldlike to bring back this law,
you know, to stop womenentering the world of men
and keep them wives and mothers,
as, of course, they should be.
Why are you telling me this?
Because we can use this
to deny your wife the permissionshe so desires, initially.
- Initially?- Yeah.
I want it denied full stop.
No, just listen. We giveher what she wants. Hmm?
She give us what we want.
And what is that, exactly?
Oh, the deeds tothe Hotel Portofino.
So, we can finally, you know,how do you say, the, the...
wash clean, youknow what I mean?
Launder?
Launder our profits.
Wait, you're tellingme the only way my wife
can build her wretched solarium
is to hand over controlof the hotel to me?
Precisely.
Ingenious.
Wait, what about Bonacini?
The whole point isto get rid of him.
Maybe Bonacini.
Just tell him if he doesn'tstop pestering your wife,
my men will smash hisfilthy socialist skull in.
Oh, Rose, you've made it.
Yes.
Can't quite believeI made it on my own.
Yes, well... Oh, my mothersends her sincere apologies.
She's been caughtup with something.
Oh, I completely understand.
Ah, Constance...
you remember my sister-in-law?
Of course, Ma'am.
It's a pleasure to haveyou back, Mrs Ainsworth.
Thank you.
Right, well, shall weshow you to your room?
Yes.
- How've you been?- Very well. How was the journey?
Oh long, very long.
What the hell iswrong with you today?
You just shouted atme for half an hour.
I walk into your office, there'sbroken glass all over the floor.
What the devil is going on?
- I don't want to talk about it.- You don't want to talk about it?
I don't want to talk about it.
You're like a five-year-old.
- Boss.- What?
Oh, there you are, gentlemen.
You are a hard manto pin down, Cecil.
- Oh, yes?- Hmm.
Are we making progress?
Well, I've, I, I'vewritten to Lord Ross Cannon
- about increasing supply, yes.- Oh, good.
But, um, I have to behonest with you, Mr Farr...
I, I mean, uh, uh, Lou.
Mungo will be busy withthe grouse shooting season
for most of August, and... I, I shouldn'texpect to reply much before September.
- -September?- Yes.
September.
Cecil, uh, you, you crack me up.
How can I put this?
Uh, I don't give a flying figwhat season it is, alright?
You find a way toexpedite our business
and get my employerswhat they want.
Or the grouse...
they won't be the onlyones in a shooting season.
You catch my drift?
Yes, yes, I do.
Good. Glad weunderstand each other.
Oh, I almost forgot togive you these, huh?
You two are cordially invitedto a gala evening at the casino.
So, you know, dress nice.
And, um, feel free to, uh, extendthe invitation to any guests
you got staying at the hotel.
The richer the better.
Well, there is a, there is anAmerican singer, movie star,
Miss Claudine Pascal. Ithink she would be perfect.
You mean that, uh,sweet piece of tail
from the Bathing Beauties flick?
- Exactly.- Claudine might answer to that description.
Yeah, I bet she would.
Ah, hey, Cecil, come here.
Alright, I want thatbroad at the casino, okay?
And I want her to do a number and Idon't want to hear any more excuses.
You understand?- Yes.
Get out of here.
You goon. Are youtrying to get me killed?
Why? You are doing him a favour.
I have as much chance ofgetting that ball breaker
to sing at his casino as I have ofgetting Ross Cannon to answer my letter
by next week.
Just relax, Signor Ainsworth.
You're asking me to relax?
Yes. That's what I'mtelling you. Relax.
I didn't tell you,but I have an idea
where we can get more ofwhat Farrino is asking for.
Yeah? So, calm down.
God give me strength.
Oh, Rose, how lovely to see you.
Oh, my dear, you do look well.
I do hope that Luce ishelping you to settle in?
I was just comingto look for him.
Ah. I'm terribly sorry Iwasn't there to greet you
at the station, my dear.
Well, you're alwaysso frightfully busy.
Well, I do have one or tworather demanding guests
at the moment, ithas to be said.
Well, I hope I won'tbe any trouble.
No, no, no. Ofcourse, you won't.
You'll be quite the opposite.Keep Luce from under my feet.
Hasn't he beenmaking himself useful
with your plansfor the basement?
Oh, well I have anarchitect for that,
and I wouldn't really want toimpose upon Luce's holidays.
And, and, and besides he's got,
got all sorts of mannerof things on his plate.
I'm terribly sorry I couldn't putyou in a larger suite, my dear.
Honestly, I don't mind.
Oh no, I don't suppose you do.
The cosier the better,perhaps, for newlyweds.
I'll go see ifhe's in the garden.
Oh, yes.
Oh, dear.
Lucian!
Lucian.
I think you shouldstart a fresh bottle.
There's a little bit left.
- Goodnight, Mrs Wimpenny.- Thank you so much.
You're very welcome.
I think we need more candles.
Room for a little one?
Oh, no. All the tables arebooked this evening, Cecil.
I'll dine with Carlo, then.
Er, not uninvited.
- Cecil, please, let him be.- Charming.
Why don't you makeyourself useful
and go down into the cellarand get some French red.
Why?
Because Miss Janewould like some.
I bet she would.
Carlo, I wanted to apologise
for not being able to accommodateyou on the terrace this evening.
I'm afraid I had to givethe last table to Lucian
in honour of Rose's arrival.
I'm happy to eat Betty's food
whenever and whereverit is served.
That's very kind of you.
Good evening, darling.
- Good evening.- Bonsoir, Monsieur Michel.
I do hope that your drink withVictor wasn't too onerous?
Not at all.
Any first impressions?
Well...
I think it's only fairto savour a new flavour
for a little longer beforepronouncing if it is palatable.
Very wise.
Before you go, you hada favour to ask me?
Oh no, Carlo, I reallydon't want to impose
on you any further.- Please Bella, please.
I have failed so far to supplythe list of names I promised.
Let me make it up toyou in some other way.
Very well.
Um, it was just to doa spot of translation
- on behalf of Claudine Pascal.- Of course.
It's a slightly delicate matter.
Oh, well, thank you fortrusting me with it.
- Buon appetito.- Grazia.
Lucian.
Sorry.
- May I join you love birds?- Yes.
Um, why don't youtake this chair?
If you like?- Thank you.
I'm just going to go and catcha word with the Bertrams.
We have so much to catch up on.
So, tell me, howhis married life?
I'm not sure I'mmuch of an expert.
Oh, please, Rose,tell me everything.
It's been so long.
Well, tell me about Victor.
Oh, no, he can tellyou about himself.
He's been waylaid by Carlo.
Will you stay in Portofinoafter you're married?
Oh, good heavens, no.
I can't imagine what mymother's going to get up to
without a sensiblehand to rein her in.
Oh, that reminds me.
Please join us forcommunal exercise.
Main lawn, Friday, 8 AM.
It's compulsory, I'm afraid.
Victor?
Ma Cherie?
What were you talkingto Carlo about?
Ah, I was just sayingthat every time I see you,
I have the same feeling asthe first time I saw you.
Oh, you are too sweet.
- Please, join us.- Avec plaisir.
This is Rose. Mysister-in-law. You remember?
Enchante.
Oh, tell us thatstory, that funny one?
No, it's like a joke. Secondtime is always less fun.
So... er...
I, uh, I hear you may have aspot of dinner for me, Betty.
Now that Tom, Dick andHarry have had their fill.
On the tray, Sir.Under the lid.
Anything I canhelp you with, Sir?
Yes, you can tellme where my wife is.
She's in the office,Mr Ainsworth.
And she said she had atelephone call to make.
At this hour?
Lucian?
Lucian.
Where is he?
- Where's, where's who?- Nish. Where have you taken him?
What makes you thinkI've taken him anywhere?
Billy Scanlon. He hasfriends in town, loose talk.
- He's somewhere safe, alright?- Nowhere is safe.
Well, certainly not withyou. Is, is all this...
is this really necessary?
Oh, God.
A hovel, on your father'sland? What were you thinking?
We only meant to hide himthere for a night or two.
And it was the firstplace that Danioni looked.
Perhaps becauseyou led him there.
Is he here?
Is he in the hotel?Good God, no.
Then where?
I can't tell you.
Please Lucian, youhave to trust me.
Why on earth would Ido a thing like that?
His escape is planned.The people are in place.
We have transportacross the border.
I am his only chanceof getting out of this.
This should be upto Nish to decide
whether he wants anything moreto do with the likes of you.
Yes, yes.
At noon on the fifthat the gallery?
Lucian?
I look forward toit, too. Goodbye.
You didn't wake me.
Sorry, I thought youmight need the sleep.
You've alreadyeaten... without me.
I thought we could go swimming.
You could teach me likeyou're always threatening.
Oh, I'm, I'm goingfishing... with Jonathan.
Hmm.
I am sorry.
I will make it up to you.
Promise.
CONSTANCE: Can I getyou something, Ma'am?
Don't suppose youknow how to swim?
My brother taughtme when I was six.
Could you teach me?
Actually, forget I asked.
I, I'm sure you've gotbetter things to do.
I could ask Mrs Ainsworthfor an hour after lunch.
Grazie, Paola. Prego.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
- Bruzzone's read the contract.- And?
It's a stone coldbust. I'm in breach.
But surely there'ssome wiggle room.
If there is, I'll find it.
Bruzzone says I should claimI thought a verbal consent
was given for concurrentcontractual undertaking.
So, in other words, you thought youhad permission to come to Portofino
- for a prior professional engagement.- Exactly.
And blame my agent forthe misunderstanding.
Oh, very clever.
What is this place?
- It's a vineyard.- I meant who does it belong to?
My cousin.
Oh, another one ofyour bloody cousins.
Why exactly haveyou brought me here?
To show you a solution.
You know, a solutionto our supply problem
- with our friends in Detroit.- What?
Americans barelydrink wine, Danioni.
It's hard liquor they're after.
And it's hard liquorthey will get.
I'm sure you haven'theard of grappa, right?
I can't say I have, no.
Oh, it's the kind of brandy
made from what is leftafter the wine is made.
You want to try?
No point being here otherwise.
Bottoms up.
This? This is it?
Your brilliant master plan
to prevent me ending up with abullet in the back of my head?
It's absolute filth, Danioni.
Leave the spirits.
And the strategisingto the big boys.
Hmm?
Look at it. Lovelyweather for fishing.
- We're ready, Sir.- So, where are we headed then?
Oh, just a quietlittle spot we know.
- You can see over there there's a little bay.- Right.
Uh, it has quite a charminglittle area to fish from,
we can still catch the light.- Perfect.
- You alright?- Yeah.
There you go, you seethe distance on that?
I think I might go for a wander.
Yeah, you go ahead.
I'm not leaving here untilI've caught something.
No more bites and muddy puddles.
Billy, you seem to bea professional at this.
Well, I wouldn't say that.
You given me a wonky rod?
You're sure I won'tstep on anything?
A rock or two maybe.
No, no, I meant creatures.
You know, sea urchinsand scorpion fish.
Scorpion fish?
Yes, I read aboutthem in a book.
Well, I've been bathinghere ages, Ma'am,
and I've never seenanything like that.
Besides, if I canget you swimming,
you won't much need worryabout where you put your feet.
It's alright.
Imagine pullingthrough the water.
- Pulling.- Like this?
- That's right, that's right.- Am I doing it?
Kick your... kick.
Kick. Kick your legs.
Argh! Argh.
Kick your legs. That's right.
Nish?
Nish, it's Lucian.
Oh, Nish.
- Go.- Ha-ha.
Your brother is onthe telephone, Sir.
Oh, God. What aperfect nuisance.
Your thrashingwill have to wait.
Hello? Cecil?
Yes, Edmund, it's me.
This had better be urgent.
I'm playing Charlesfor a shilling a point.
Well, of course it's urgent.
I wouldn't be phoningfrom Italy if it wasn't.
You took my advice, then?
What? Oh, yes. I'msummering here.
Now listen, Edmund, I'm... I'mafraid I'm in a spot of bother.
What sort of bother?
Don't worry, I'm notasking for money.
It's this whiskey business.
I, I've got entangled withsome, uh, Italian Americans.
Perhaps you know the type?
What do you wantme to do about it?
I need you totelephone Ross Cannon.
In July? He won't like that.
Just get him to answermy damned letter, Edmund!
Unless you want to findme floating face down
in the harbour!
Good God.
I can see you learnt how toeat like a peasant as well.
Revolutions are not builton immaculate table manners.
Go on.
Still, you could slow down.
Nobody's going tofight you for it.
My body needs sustenance ifmy wound's going to heal.
And will it... heal?
The iodine helped.
But it's starting to...blacken around the edges.
I'm in and out of fever.
It doesn't look good.
Right, okay, well, um...
we'll have to get you out ofhere as soon as possible, then.
And how do youpropose we do that?
You know, Gianluca'sfurious at me
for interfering withoutany kind of proper plan.
You were trying to protect me.
Now's the time forhim to take charge.
Well, they'll be lookingfor him everywhere.
They'll be looking for me, too.
No, he's the bloody fool that got youinto this mess in the first place.
He's the fool who'llget me out of it.
He knows this place likethe back of his hands.
He has a network, resources.
Still, I don't, Idon't trust him.
But I do.
Can we come again tomorrow?
You are very keen.
Well, I'd like tosurprise my husband.
I know how muchhe loves all this.
I suppose I thought itmight be a nice way to...
make us feel closer together.
I'll see what I can do.
Oh, might I have a look?
Hmm.
- My mother.- She's very beautiful.
Hmm.
Is this your brother?
My son... Tommy.
I best be getting back.
Mrs Ainsworth doesn'tpay me to dawdle.
Don't you employsomebody to do that?
Yes, but they're allusefully occupied.
Then hire some extrastaff, for goodness' sake.
Oh, well, if you have anyrecommendations of people
who aren't in the pocketof your fascist friend,
then please tell me.
- Danioni, you mean?- Yes.
Well, just as ithappens, it was, um...
it was him I wantedto talk to you about.
Oh, no. What's he done now?
Well, he's only... he's onlygone and promise that Miss Pascal
will sing at this wretchedgala evening at the casino.
Casino?
Yes. The one in, uh,one in Santa Margherita.
Remember that, um...
that business associateof mine I told you about?
Italian American. He's, um, put abundle into reopening the place.
What do you think?
Don't ask me. Ask her.
What? Oh, God well, it...
that's just the thing. I don't, Idon't think she likes me very much.
I wonder why?
Ask her for me,would you? Please?
And why would I do that?
Well, for one thing,
I think Danioni would considerit a tremendous favour,
which is no bad thing in lightof our planning application.
And another...
I could make it decidedlyworth your while.
Good morning.
It seems I may havestumbled across
your concurrentcontractual undertaking.
Do tell.
Someone has nominated youto sing at a gala evening
for the reopeningof the local casino.
- Someone?- Danioni, according to Cecil.
But it could be Cecil. I don't knowwho or what to believe anymore.
You think it's kosher?
It'll only take aphone call to find out.
Do you trust him, honey?
Cecil? Oh no, not for a minute.
Him and Danioni aredefinitely on manoeuvres.
But then again...
so am I.
No complaints?
Melanzane a la parmigiana.
-Si? Mm-hmm.
Ah, Betty, I was justgoing to come and find you.
Oh, well, saved youthe trouble, Ma'am.
Miss Jane and MissPatricia were in raptures
about your aubergine dish.
Not too salty or stodgy forthem this time, Mrs Ainsworth?
Oh, come along.
- What did you need?- Oh, I was hoping to use the telephone to call home.
Yes, of course. Wouldyou like to use it now?
Oh, gracious, no. Ina, in a day or so.
I just want to check first ifit were going to be a problem.
It's not a problem.
Is everything alrightat home, Betty?
Oh, just a bit of a flapin the family, Ma'am.
Nothing I need bother you with.
- Are you quite sure?- Yes, Ma'am.
Where did you digthis chap out from?
Ah, he's my architect's nephew.
Well, he seems to bewhipping them into shape.
Yes.
Oh, I do hope youdon't feel excluded?
Oh no. No, I, I'm being lazy.
If my mother can manageit, I'm sure I could.
You do seem tomanage most things.
I suppose I do.
Two left feet, darling.
Come along, everyone.
This is marvellous.
Billy, don't look so grumpy.
If I can do it, so can you.
Oh, Cecil, join in.
Preposterous, isn't it?
CONSTANCE: Just a little.
Signore.
Buongiorno.
Right?
- CONSTANCE: Oh.- Okay, turn.
You alright?
La bella donna.
PHOTOGRAPHER: Grazia.
Lucian.
It was a moment of madness.
It was the sanestthing I've ever done.
I can't go back tohow it was before.
I wanted your advice onRose, about addressing her...
fears about sex you mean?
Stay away from my wife.
Are you threatening me?
We got other ways wecan take over the hotel.
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