Island in the Sun

- It's really something, isn't it?
- Right.

You'd better rope off the beach, old man,
when she wears it.

We'd better be going.
- [Horn Honks]
- [Engine Starts]

Lucky shot running
into Hilary Carson, wasn't it?

- Does he still smoke those cigarettes of his?
- What cigarettes?

You remember those fancy,
gold-tipped ones...

that he has made up
for him in Cairo.

Perhaps that's what I need to be
more successful with my own wife-

a special brand of tobacco.
I don't know what you're talking-

## [Jazz]
## [Continues]
If I remember,
you're a friend of David Boyeur's.

- Yes, I am.
- He's a young man for whom
I prophesy a brilliant future.

You must all be very proud of him.
Well, that's what he keeps telling us.
We should be.

[Laughing] Denis tells me you're working
at the Bon Marche pharmacy.

- Denis?
- Denis Archer, my A.D.C.

- Oh, yes.
- Confidentially, he's not much of an A.D.C.

You know, odd sort of fellow-
writes books.

He's very ambitious.
I like him.

I'm very ambitious too.
I'm a stenographer.
I've been taking
shorthand and typing.

I'm a qualified stenographer.
I suppose you haven't
a place for me?

- I had no idea you danced so well.
- [Ends]

- Thank you, Miss Seaton.
- [Applause]

Thank you,
Your Excellency.