and l'm giving it up.
This time l'm calling the police, the fire department,
and the New York State Housing Commission,
and, if necessary, the Board of Health!
Quiet, up there. You want to wake the whole house?
As Miss Golightly was saying
before she was so rudely interrupted,
Miss Golightly further announces her intention
to devote her not inconsiderable talents
to the immediate capture,
for the purpose of matrimony,
of Mr Rutherford...
Rusty to his friends, of whom l'm sure he has many, Trawler.
- Who? - Rusty Trawler.
You met him at my party.
He came with Mag Wildwood.
Not the beautiful Latin type,
the other one - the one that looks like a pig.
Remember?
The ninth richest man in America under 50?
Ah...
Do l detect a look of disapproval in your eye?
Tough beans, buddy,
cos that's the way it's gonna be.
Hi, cat.
- Holly, you're drunk. - True.
Absolutely true. True, but irrevelant.
What are you doing?
So l think we should have a drink
to the new Mrs Rusty Trawler...me!
Hey, take it easy.
What's up, don't you think l can do it?
Tell me. l'm interested. Don't you think l can?
You heard the Doc.
My brother gets out in February.
The Doc won't take him back.
lt's all up to me.
l don't know why you don't understand.
l need money, and l'll do whatever l have to do to get it.
So this time next month,
l'll be the new Mrs Rusty Trawler.
l think we should have a little drink to that.
lt's all gone. lsn't that too bad?
Got any whisky upstairs?
But you've had enough.
Go ahead. Get the whisky.
l'll pay you for it.
Holly, please.
No, no, you disapprove of me, and l do not accept drinks
from gentlemen who disapprove of me.
l'll pay for my own whisky and don't forget it.
l do not accept drinks from disapproving gentlemen.
Especially not disapproving gentlemen
who are kept by other ladies.
So take it.
You should be used to taking money from ladies.
lf l were you, l'd be more careful with my money.
Rusty Trawler is too hard a way of earning it.
lt should take you exactly four seconds
to cross from here to that door.
l'll give you two.
Hi. l wanted to talk about the other night,
then l saw the paper, and...
Well, actually, l'm kind of embarrassed about it,
but since it concerns you,
l thought l should talk about it in person.
- What? - What?
Oh, the earplugs.
l can't go through the whole thing again.
lt's sufficient to say,
l've come to make up.
As an added inducement, l have all kinds of news.
Can l come in?
l guess so.
Just a minute. Do l have a nightgown on?
No, l don't. Would you turn around for a second?
Never mind. That's corny anyway.
l'll turn around myself.
Come in.
Have...you seen the paper?
Rusty, you mean?
Yes. l know all about it.
Certainly had him pegged wrong, didn't l?
l thought he was just a rat,
but he was a super rat all along.
A super rat in rat's clothing.
You don't even know the best part.
Not only was he a super rat,
he was also broke.
Broke! l mean, but not a farthing.
His family has money, but he personally is broke.
lt turns out he owes $700,000.
Can you imagine anyone owing $700,000?
$43, yes.
Anyway, that's why he decided
to marry the queen of the pig people.
l'll tell you one thing, Fred, darling,
l'd marry you for your money in a minute.
- Would you marry me for mine? - ln a minute.
l guess it's lucky neither of us is rich.
Yeah.
Oh, Fred, darling, l'm so glad to see you.
What have you been doing?
Writing, mostly.
l sold a story. Just got word this morning.
Oh, that's marvellous!
lt really is, but...
Only how does your decorator friend feel about it?
Aren't you supposed to be saving yourself?
You know something?
l haven't got around to telling her yet.
Look, why don't we go have a drink
or take a walk to celebrate?
All right. There's some champagne in the icebox.
Why don't you open it while l get dressed?
l haven't drunk champagne before breakfast before.
With breakfast on several occasions,
but never before, before.
l've got a wonderful idea.
We'll spend the day doing things we've never done.
We'll take turns. First you, then me.
Of course, l can't think of anything l've never done.
l've never been for a walk in the morning.
Not in New York.
l've walked here at six, but l consider that night.
- Do you think it counts? - Sure. Now we're even.
- Don't you just love it? - Love what?
Tiffany's.
lsn't it wonderful?
Nothing bad could happen to you in a place like this?
l don't give a hoot about jewellery, except diamonds.
Like that.
What do you think?
Well...
Personally, l think it's tacky to wear diamonds before 40.
You're right, but meantime, you should have something.
l'll wait.
No. l'm buying you a present.
You bought me a typewriter ribbon, and it brought luck.
But Tiffany's can be expensive.
l've got my cheque and $1 0.
l wouldn't let you cash your cheque,
but a present for $1 0 or under, that l'll accept.
Of course, l don't know what we'll find here for $1 0.
May l help you?
Perhaps. We're looking for a present for the lady.
Certainly, sir. ls there something you had in mind?
Well, we had considered diamonds.
No offence, but the lady feels diamonds are tacky for her.
Oh, l think they're divine on older women,
but they're not right for me, you understand.
- Certainly. - ln fairness, l should explain
there's also the problem of finance.
We can only afford to spend...a limited amount.
May l ask how limited?
- $1 0. - $1 0?
That was the outside figure, yes.
- l see. - Do you have anything for $1 0?
Frankly, madam, within that price range,
the variety of merchandise is rather limited.
However, l do think we might have, let's see...
Strictly a novelty, you understand...
For the lady and gentleman who has everything,
a sterling silver telephone dialler.
That's $6.75, including tax.
A sterling silver telephone dialler.
Yes, sir. That's $6.75, including federal tax.
Well, the price is right, but l must say,
l'd hoped for something more, how shall l say it,
romantic in feeling.
- What do you think? - A silver telephone dialler?
l certainly think it's handsome, but, well, you do understand.
Well, we tried, but...
We could have something engraved, couldn't we?
Yes, l suppose so.
Yes, indeed.
The problem is, you'd have to buy something first
in order to have some object on which to place the engraving.
You see the difficulty?
Well, we could have this engraved, couldn't we?
l think it would be very smart.
This, l take it, was not purchased at Tiffany's?
No. Actually, it was purchased concurrent with...
well, actually, it came inside a...
- a box of Cracker Jack. - l see.
Do they still really have prizes in Cracker Jack boxes?
Oh, yes.
That's nice to know.
lt gives one a feeling of solidarity,
almost of continuity with the past, that sort of thing.
Would Tiffany's really engrave it for us?
They wouldn't feel it beneath them or anything?
Well, it is rather unusual, madam,
but you'll find that Tiffany's is very understanding.
lf you would tell me the initials,
l think we could have something ready for you in the morning.
Didn't l tell you this was a lovely place?
What is this place, anyway?
You wanted to sit down. lt's the public library.
- You've never been here? - No. That makes two for me.
l don't see any books.
They're in there.
See?
Each one of these drawers is stuffed with little cards.
Each little card is a book or an author.
l think that's fascinating.
V-A-R-J-A-K.
Really?
Look. lsn't it marvellous?
There you are, right in the public library.
Varjak, Paul. Nine Lives.
Then a lot of numbers.
Do they really have the book itself, live?
Sure. Follow me.
Number 57. That's us.
57, please.
Nine Lives by Varjak, Paul.
Have you read it? lt's marvellous.
- l'm afraid l haven't. - You should. He wrote it.
He's Varjak, Paul, in person.
She doesn't believe me.
Show her your driver's licence
or Diner's Club Card or something.
He is the author. Cross my heart and kiss my elbow.
Would you kindly lower your voice?
Autograph it.
Wouldn't that be nice? Make it more personal?
Really, Miss...
Go ahead. Don't be so stuck up, autograph it.
What shall l say?
Something sentimental, l think.
What are you doing? Stop that!
You're defacing public property.
Well, if that's how you feel.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
l don't think this place is half as nice as Tiffany's.
Did you ever steal anything from a 5-and-1 0
when you were a kid?
No. l'm the sensitive, bookish type. Did you?
l used to. l still do now and then, to keep my hand in.
Come on.
You've never done it, and it's your turn.
l can't see.
Hi, cat. Lady of the house at home?
Trick or treat?
You're crazy. You know that, don't you?
But l love you anyway.
- Tooley. - Yeah?
l've...got to talk to you.
All right.
You want a drink?
lf this is a serious discussion,
and suddenly l'm terribly afraid it is,
you'll have to take off that ridiculous mask,
or l'll have to wear one, too.
Tooley, look, please.
What's the matter?
Girl trouble?
ls that it?
Oh, l see.
Well, that's not so serious.
As a matter of fact, l've been expecting it.
l can't say l like it, but l've been expecting it.
Who is she?
Hasn't got anything to do with her.
This is between you and me.
Then it is serious.
Well, now.
Tooley, you're a very stylish girl.
Can't we end this stylishly?
End it?
Yes.
Well...
l do believe love has found Andy Hardy.
Let's see...a waitress?
A salesgirl?
No. She'd have to be rich, wouldn't she, Paul?
Someone who could help you.
Curiously enough...
She's a girl who can't help anyone, not even herself.
But l can help her, and it's a nice feeling for a change.
All right.
l understand.
l'll tell you what, Paul.
l am a very stylish girl.
- What are you doing? - Writing a cheque.
Don't look so bewildered.
Surely you've noticed me writing cheques before.
Pay to the order of Paul Varjak, $1 ,000.
Take her away somewhere for a week.
You're entitled to a vacation with pay.
Simply a matter of fair labour practice, darling.
lf you were really smart,
you'd get the boys together and organise a union.
That way you'd get all the fringe benefits -
hospitalisation, a pension plan
and unemployment insurance when you're...
how shall l put it...
between engagements?
Thanks for making it easier for me.
Don't be ridiculous, darling.
Take the cheque.
And call your girl.
No, thanks. l've got a cheque of my own.
When you get yourself a new writer to help,
try and find one my size.
That way you won't have to even shorten the sleeves.
- Oh! What are you doing? - Excuse me... l'm sorry.
You look just like a girl l know named Holly.
Really!
l'm sorry.
Hi.
What do you want?
l want to talk to you.
l'm busy.
What are you doing?
Reading.
''South America: Land of Wealth and Promise''?
lt's very interesting.
Let's get out of here.
l said let's get out of here. l want to talk to you.
What's the matter with you? What's happened?
Fred, will you please just leave me alone?
l love you.
- Where are you going? - To the ladies' room.
- What's the matter with you? - Let me go.
- No. - Fred, let me go.
Let's get something straight.
l am not Fred, nor am l Benny Shacklett.
My name is Paul, Paul Varjak, and l love you.
- Let me go. - No. What about South America?
lf l'm marrying a South American,
l'd better find out about the country.
- Marry? What South American? - Josè.
- Who's Josè? - Josè de Silva Pereira.
Who's Josè de Silva Pereira?
You met him - Mag Wildwood's friend.
The good-looking one who came with Rusty.
Well, you won't believe this -
not only is he handsome and rich,
he's absolutely cuckoo for me.
- You're crazy. - You think you own me?
That's it exactly.
That's what everybody always thinks, but they're wrong.
Look, l am not everybody.
Or am l?
ls that what you really think?
That l'm no different from all your rats and super rats?
Wait a minute.
lf that's it...
lf that's what you really think...
there's something l want to give you.
What's that?
$50 for the powder room.
The place is in such a mess, l couldn't face it alone.
- Ah, you have a message. - No.
Olè.
Good evening, Mr Yunioshi.
Oh, good evening, Paul.
Good evening.
Please, you must help me.
Let me go. No!
Oh, Fred.
Fred.
No! No!
- What did you do to her? - Nothing.
There was a telegram, and then this...
crashing everything, and acting crazy.
lt's appalling.
l can't have a public scandal. lt's too delicate.
My name, my position, my family.
Will there be the police again?
l don't see why. There's no law against wrecking your apartment.
- Where is the telegram? - There it is.
''Received notice young Fred killed...
''in jeep accident, Fort Riley, Kansas.
''Your husband and children join in the sorrow
''of our mutual loss.
''Letter following. Love, Doc.''
Her brother Fred.
This brother, was she very close to him?
Yeah.
What can one do?
Try to help her.
l tried. lt didn't do much good.
You got a ranch or something in Brazil?
Yes.
That's good. She'll like that.
Well, you better get in there.
- Hi. - Hello. Got your wire.
How did you know where to reach me?
l tried everything - called people, asked around,
then suddenly thought of the phone book. l'm glad you came.
You look fine.
l'm fat as a pig, and l haven't had my hair done,
but l'm happy, really happy - it probably shows.
You look très distinguè yourself.
l've got a job. l've been writing a little.
l've read three of your stories -
two in the New Yorker and one in that funny little magazine.
- Won't you sit down? - Thank you.
- l've taken up knitting. - So l see.
lt'll probably look very nice once it's finished.
l'm nervous about it.
Josè brought up the blueprints for a ranch house.
Maybe those and my knitting instructions got switched.
lt's possible l'm knitting a ranch house!
Really, l can't tell you how divinely happy l am.
What is that, anyhow?
Portuguese - a very complicated language.
4,000 irregular verbs.
Very impressive. What's it mean?
l believe you are in league with the butcher.
Holly, what's this about?
Why did you want to see me?
Josè's in Washington tonight, so l thought l'd ask you over.
Well, l've said goodbye to everyone else l care about.
- You're going somewhere? - Rio, tomorrow.
l've got the plane ticket, and l've even said goodbye to Sally.
- Josè's flying with you? - We're on separate planes.
He thinks it's wrong to travel together.
His family's important, so he worries about things like that.
l thought l'd show off and cook dinner for us.
Did l tell you how utterly happy l am?
Yes.
You are getting married, then?
Well, he hasn't really asked me, not in so many words.
Four, you mean?
Well, that's how many words it takes.
''Will you marry me?''
We'll get married, all right.
ln church and with his family there,
and that's why he's waiting till we get to Rio...probably.
Do you think it's trying to tell us something?
l hope you like chicken and rice with chocolate sauce.
lt's an lndian classic, dear.
Three months ago, l couldn't scramble eggs.
Are you all right?
Golly, darling. l did so want to impress you.
Look, l'm not much for chicken with sauce, anyway.
Why don't we go out somewhere for a farewell dinner?
That would be fun, as long as l can go like this.
Years from now,
years and years,
l'll be back...
me and my nine Brazilian brats.
They'll be dark like Josè, of course,
but they'll have bright green, beautiful eyes.
l'll bring them back, all right,
because they must see this.
Oh, l love New York.
Then why are you leaving? What's in it for you, anyway?
l know what you're thinking. l don't blame you.
l've always thrown out such a jazzy line,
but except for Doc and yourself, Josè's my first non-rat romance.
Not that he's my idea of the absolute finito.
He's too prim and cautious to be my absolute ideal.
lf l could choose from anybody, l wouldn't pick Josè.
Nero, maybe, or Albert Schweitzer.
Or Leonard Bernstein.
But l am mad about Josè.
l'd give up smoking if he asked me.
Come on, darling, let's eat.
lt's getting late.
l'm leaving tomorrow and l haven't begun to pack.
Didn't want Josè to think l'm a girl who loses her key,
so l had 26 of them made.
Wait. l got a better idea.
Kind of a farewell gesture.
Somebody must have tripped the lock.
Ah, crafty devil, that Yunioshi.
Wake up, wake up! The British are coming!
Or, in this case, the Brazilians.
Exactly.
l've still got to clean up that rice.
Hey, you know...
There she are who did it! The wanted woman! There!
Groenburger. Narcotics squad.
What do you mean?
What's going on?
- Why don't you ask your boss? - What boss?
Sally Tomato. Ask him. Come on.
Look around for narcotic! They got plenty in there.
- What's your name? - Varjak.
Hold it down over there!
Paul Varjak. V-A-R-J-A-K. Get lost!
Get out!
l'm a writer. W-R-l-T-E-R.
l can't answer all your questions.
One at a time. One, please. Good.
l can't answer all your questions.
One at a time.
Knock it off!
Now, why don't you start?
Did you carry messages in code?
Of course not.
l'd just give Mr O'Shaughnessy the weather report.
Simply do not ask me what this is all about.
- You did visit Tomato? - Every week. What's wrong?
Tomato's part of the narcotics syndicate.
He never mentioned narcotics.
These wretched people keep persecuting him.
He's a deeply sensitive person, a darling old man.
- Then you're innocent. - Of course.
What are you going to do about it? Who's your lawyer?
l don't know. Mr O'Shaughnessy, l guess.
Mr O'Shaughnessy!
Hey! Get out of here!
All right, come on! OK, move.
Shut up!
Get in there!
- Yeah. - Mr Paul Varjak?
Yeah.
Ready with Mr Berman in Hollywood.
Kindly deposit $3 for the first 3 minutes.
Hello? Hello?
OJ Berman here. Who's calling?
- This is Paul Varjak. - Nice to talk to you, kid.
Varjak. V-A-R-J-A-K.
l'm a friend of Holly's. We met at a party.
- Who? - Paul. Paul Varjak.
V-A-R...
Mr Berman, this is Fred.
Oh, Fred, baby, huh?
You're calling about the kid, huh?
Everything's under control. You can just relax.
l spoke to my lawyer in New York.
l told him to take care of it, but keep my name anonymous.
- What? - l want no part of it. Hear me?
You sound like you're in a tunnel.
lt's this executive phone l have.
- What? - Executive phone!
They only got her on 1 0,000 bail.
My lawyer can get her out at 1 0am.
l tell you what you do.
You bust into that dump she lives in,
collect all her junk,
go get her, take her to a hotel under a phoney name.
Keep her away from the reporters.
Will you do that?
Sure, Mr Berman.
l can't tell you how much l appreciate...
Forget it. l mean, l owe her something.
Not that l owe her anything, if you get right down to it,
but...she's a crazy.
She's a phoney.
But she's a real phoney.
Know what l mean, kid?
Yeah, l know what you mean.
Thanks, Mr Berman. Thanks a lot.
Right!
Why don't you behave?
Quel night.
l did a little housebreaking while you were away.
Clayton Hotel, driver. 84th and Madison.
OJ thinks you should stay out of sight for a while.
l got your stuff here, including cat.
Hope he's all right.
Hello, cat...
Poor no-name slob.
Listen, darling, did you find that plane ticket?
- Here. We can cash it in. - Are you kidding?
- What time is it? - A little after 1 0.
ldlewild Airport, driver.
- Never mind. You can't do that. - Why not?
You don't understand. You're under indictment.
You jump bail, they'll throw away the key.
Don't be ridiculous. Soon l'll be married
to the future president of Brazil.
That'll give me diplomatic immunity or something.
l wouldn't bet on it.
What is it, darling?
l have a message for you.
Oh, yes, l see.
Did he bring it in person, or was it shoved under the door?
A cousin.
Hand me my purse, will you, darling?
A girl can't read that sort of thing...
without her lipstick.
You read it to me, darling.
l don't think l can quite...bear...
Are you sure you want me to?
''My dearest little girl,
''l have loved you knowing you were not as others,
''but conceive of my despair
''upon discovering in such a brutal and public style
''how very different you are from the manner of woman
''a man of my position could hope to make his wife.
''l grieve for the disgrace of your present circumstances,
''and l do not find it in my heart
''to add my condemn...
''to the condemn that surrounds you.
''so l hope you find it in your heart not to condemn me.
''l have my family to protect, and my name.
''l am a coward where these institutions enter.
''Forget me, beautiful child,
''and may God be with you.
''Josè.''
Well...
Well, at least he's honest.
lt's kind of touching.
Touching! That square-ball jazz.
He says he's a coward.
All right! So he's not a regular rat
or even a super rat.
He's just a scared little mouse, that's all.
But, oh, golly... Gee, damn!
Well, so much for South America.
You're not cut out for queen of the Pampas, anyway.
- Clayton Hotel. - ldlewild.
What?
The plane leaves at 1 2. On it l plan to be.
- Holly, you can't. - Et pourquoi pas?
l'm not hotfooting it after Josè,
if that's what you think. Oh, no.
As far as l'm concerned, he's the future president of nowhere.
Only why waste a plane ticket?
Besides, l've never been to Brazil.
Please, darling, don't sit there looking at me like that.
l'm going and that's that.
All they want are my services as a witness against Sally.
Nobody has any intention of prosecuting me.
To begin with, they don't have a ghost of a chance.
This town's finished for me...
at least for a while.
There are certain shades of limelight
that can wreck a girl's complexion.
They'll have the rope up at every saloon in town.
l'll tell you what. When you get back to town,
call the New York Times or whoever you call.
Mail me a list of the 50 richest men in Brazil. The 50 richest!
Holly.
l won't let you do this.
- You won't? - Holly, l'm in love with you.
- So what? - So what? So plenty!
l love you. You belong to me.
No. People don't belong to people.
Of course they do.
- Nobody's putting me in a cage. - l want to love you.
lt's the same thing.
No, it's not! Holly!
l'm not Holly. l'm not Lula Mae, either.
l don't know who l am! l'm like cat, a no-name slob.
We belong to nobody.
We don't even belong to each other.
Stop the cab.
What do you think?
This ought to be the right place
for a tough guy like you - garbage cans, rats galore.
Scram! l said take off! Beat it!
Let's go.
Driver...
Pull over here.
You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are?
You're chicken.
You've got no guts.
You're afraid to say, ''OK, life's a fact.''
People do fall in love.
People do belong to each other,
because that's the only chance anybody's got for happiness.
You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing.
You're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage.
Well, baby, you're already in that cage.
You built it yourself.
And it's not bounded by Tulip, Texas, or Somaliland.
lt's wherever you go.
Because no matter where you run,
you end up running into yourself.
Here. l've been carrying this thing around for months.
l don't want it any more.
Here, cat!
Cat!
Where's the cat?
l don't know.
Two drifters
Off to see the world
There's such a lot of world
To see
We're after
The same
Rainbow's end
Waitin' 'round the bend
My huckleberry friend
Moon River
And me
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