Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

Hi. Remember me?
Yes. You're one of
the Olympic athletes.

l'm the only 4-letter man on the team.
You should be ashamed to admit it.
No, don't say another word.

This is the most contemptible bit
of impudence l've ever encountered.

Photographing innocent people!
lt's invasion of privacy.

lf a newspaper got it, your wife
wouldn't know you were being a snake.

l think l better sit down.
Are you sure there are no more?

Positive, Piggie. Do you feel better?
You little angel,
you don't even know that...

...a certain type of girl would
take advantage of this.

She'd have to be
a terrible girl to be mean...

:51:51 a sweet, intelligent,
generous man like you.

My dear, let me do something
to show my gratitude.

-Thank you ever so!
-May l kiss your hand?

A kiss on the hand feels good,
but a diamond tiara lasts forever.

-Lady Beekman's. l'd love it.

-Good gracious.
-What's the matter?

Wouldn't you rather have
some furs or a race horse?

No, thank you.
lt would be hard to explain
that l'd given it away.

You're so clever.
You could, if you put your mind to it.

-Do you think so?
-Of course.

Besides, it's only fair l should have
her tiara. After all, she has you.

My dear, my very dear!
-Let's get it now.
-Anything you say, my dear.

-Keep an eye on the door.
-Oui, monsieur.