:03:05
And the Perrier-Jouet
should be chilled.
:03:07
-You understand? Chilled.
-Yes, sir.
:03:08
Leopold!
:03:09
Leopold, where have you been?
:03:12
Leopold!
:03:13
Otis, I demand explication!
:03:15
Its half past 5:00!
Hes not even dressed!
:03:18
Hell be ready, my lord.
I assure you.
:03:19
I dont want him ready.
I want him resplendent!
:03:22
Ah, Miss Blaine.
:03:25
You dance like a...
:03:26
like a herd of cattle.
:03:29
You are a rare woman
:03:31
who lights up a room
simply by leaving it.
:03:34
Might you be rich,
Miss Blaine?
:03:36
You see, whilst I
am the third Duke
:03:38
the little secret of those
of us in the Royal Court--
:03:41
apart from our
general uselessness--
:03:44
is our massive
indebtedness.
:03:45
Its always been
your misfortune, Leopold
:03:48
that you so thoroughly
amuse yourself
:03:50
with the sound
of your own voice.
:03:52
In a life as stagnant as mine
:03:54
that I can amuse myself at all
:03:56
is an evolutionary marvel.
:04:01
Hmm.
:04:03
Please dont touch that.
:04:04
The device you were
jabbering about.
:04:07
To take priests
to the bell tower.
:04:09
To take anyone, Uncle, to
the floor they so desire.
:04:12
Buildings continue to climb.
:04:13
Soon they will outstrip
the stamina of our legs.
:04:16
You speak of progress
and invention.
:04:19
Yet what I offer you downstairs
is reality.
:04:21
Take a wife. Marry.
:04:24
Marriage...
:04:25
marriage is the promise
of eternal love.
:04:28
As a man of honor, I can
not promise eternally
:04:30
what I have never
felt momentarily.
:04:32
Born into privilege,
yet perversely ashamed of it.
:04:36
That is your tragedy.
:04:37
My God! If my brother
:04:38
could only see you,
hed be heartbroken.
:04:40
You are no duke!
:04:41
Of course Im not.
:04:42
The monarchy is dead, Uncle.
:04:44
We are relics.
That is reality.
:04:46
The new Royals are men
of accomplishment.
:04:48
Men like Roebling,
with his bridge
:04:49
Edison, with his lamp
:04:51
Diesel, Bell, Westinghouse...
:04:53
Those men made themselves
from nothing!
:04:55
You, on the other hand,
were born with everything
:04:59
and from it,
fashioned nothing.