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hwpThere she is.
Bonjour, madame. How much for a reading?
Three francs, dear,
and its written on the door.
Im sorry.
I cannot see.
- Weve got to go. Were late.
- Well miss the bus.
Thank you, madame.
What do you see?
I see your th year.
Shut up.
Thats the porter.
He spotted me as I was making my getaway.
These are first-year rooms, arent they?
Theyre very luxurious.
The ones at Yale are like monks cells.
"Aristotle and Virtue." Oh, God, Im sorry.
- It doesnt matter.
- Of course it does. I ruined them.
Wait.
Its getting heavier out there, huh?
- Do you mind if I stay here till it eases off?
- No. Of course you can.
- I go out with one of the dons.
- I know. Julian Ellsworth.
We just had an awful row.
I cant go back to his rooms.
I have to get out of these togs.
Excuse me.
Help.
Its completely stuck to me.
I dont mind if it tears.
Thanks.
Bless you.
I cant let you go out in this.
You can sleep in my bed.
But we havent been introduced.
Ill sleep on the chair and keep watch.
Thats very noble, but I wouldnt dream
of kidnapping your bed.
Youre taking a terrible risk
having me here at all.
- Sorry.
- No. Dont apologize.
- Im flattered.
- It doesnt normally...
I should hope it does.
- Im Gilda Bess.
- I know who you are.
- That sounds ominous.
- Youre famous around here.
- Where are you from?
- Dublin originally.
- We moved up north after the Treaty.
- Why was that?
My father was a policeman.
And he was killed during the Troubles.
So are you British or Irish?
On paper, Im British.
But I dont believe in countries much.
Nor do I.
- How did you end up here?
- I got a scholarship.
Beauty, bravery, and brains.
What a catch.
You also have a nice willy,
and I hope to dream about it.
- Good night, Guy.
- Good night.
We made it. I owe you my life.
You dont owe me anything. It was fun.
Everyone knew Gilda Bess.
Her father owned
one of the big French champagne houses.
Her mother was a rich American socialite.
The marriage hadnt lasted...
and Gilda had lived most of her life
in the United States.
She was quite notorious at Cambridge...
and last night,
she had actually slept in my bed.
If anyone knew, Id be a celebrity overnight.
Are you Guy Malyon?
- Yeah.
- Julian Ellsworth.
Im incredibly grateful about the other night.
Gilda said you were a brick.
I really cant thank you enough.
You saved my bacon.
Id have been dismissed and most likely
disinherited if theyd found her here.
Glad to have been of help.
Listen, were having a bit of a beano
at the weekend.
Gilda wanted me to invite you.
Dont know
if youre much of a jitterbugger...
but the old mans away,
Ill have the run of the place.
You need a girl, of course.
I can line one up.
When I was a freshman,
I didnt know what girls were.
Im afraid Mr. Ellsworth wont allow you in
unless you first drink one of these.
The password is "martini."
God, it tastes like paraffin!
One doesnt taste it, darling,
one simply swallows.
- New blood.
- Hello, old boy.
You girls should want to dance with me
this evening...
because Gilda has got herself
stranded in Calais.
- Poor Gilda.
- Do come through.
Calais is such a dreadful place.
- Hello, Guy.
- Hi.
Glad you could make it.
Youre the troubled boy...
whose girlfriend
Julian is planning to monster.
- Are you sad?
- Im thrilled for her.
You dont mind if she gets debauched?
So long as the debauchers from a
fucking good family, I couldnt care less.
Do you imagine youre being
incredibly daring using words like that?
You should try them sometime.
Its good for constipation.
Im going to feel so wicked in the morning.
What are you writing?
An ode to your tummy button.
- Gilda.
- Sir Knight.
- Dont go up there.
- Why shouldnt I go upstairs?
- Theres an orgy going on.
- Sounds promising.
My partner for the evenings
the main course.
Your partner isnt Molly Twelvetrees,
by any chance, is she?
Yeah. Shes in danger of catching a cold.
- Julians writing a poem on her stomach.
- What a cad.
Dont you mind?
I feel sorry for Molly. Hes a terrible poet.
Youre very modern, arent you?
I dont feel very comfortable here.
I feel guilty being around all this wealth.
Its just a game. Dont take it seriously.
Its not much of a game if youre out of work
and trying to feed a family.
Fortunately, Im not.
And neither are you.
I only came here tonight to see you.
- There, Ive said it.
- Good.
You look lovely.
You dont.
Your eyes are all red.
You look like a bloodhound.
You have excellent recuperative powers.
- What if someone comes?
- We were here first.
- Oh, God!
- Think Sunday School.
- What?
- Think Sunday School.
- Why?
- Because this is a team sport.
Thank you, Unwin.
- I thought it might be prudent to...
- Good idea.
Good morning, Unwin.
I thought we might have breakfast
on the terrace this morning.
Gilda!
What on earth are you doing down here?
Happy birthday, darling.
- Whos that?
- My friend, Guy.
You really had your hands full when I got in.
Gilda, hes a virtual primitive.
I know. Hes the Piltdown man.
Im planning to exhibit him.
- Julian, nothing h
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