You musician, maybe?
You artist?
Painter?
I know! You "modella"!
- Model, huh? - Thank you.
It's perfect.
You be nice without long hair.
Now it's cool.
Yes. It's just what I wanted.
Now, why you not come dancing tonight with me?
You should see. It's so nice.
It's on a boat on the "Tevere"...
Tiber. The river by Sant'Angelo.
Moonlight, music.
It's very, very... Very.
- Please? You come? - I wish I could.
But... But your friend, I not think they recognize you.
No, I don't think they will.
- Oh, thank you very much. - Thank you.
After 9:00, I'll be there dancing on river.
Remember Sant'Angelo. All my friends...
If you come, you will be most pretty of all girl.
Thank you.
- Good-bye. - Good-bye.
- Gelato? - Gelato.
Thank you.
A thousand lire.
No money.
I'm sorry. I've really no money.
Look.
I'm sorry.
Well, it's you.
- Yes, Mr. Bradley. - Or is it?
- Do you like it? - Yeah. Very much.
So that was your mysterious appointment.
- I have a confession to make. - Confession?
Yes. I ran away last night... from school.
Oh, what was the matter, trouble with the teacher?
No, nothing like that.
You don't just run away from school for nothing.
I only meant it to be for an hour or two.
They gave me something last night to make me sleep.
Oh, I see.
Now I'd better get a taxi and go back.
Look, before you do...
why don't you take a little time for yourself?
Maybe another hour.
Live dangerously. Take the whole day.
I could do some of the things I've always wanted to.
- Like what? - Oh, you can't imagine.
I'd like to do just whatever I like the whole day long.
You mean things like having your hair cut, eating gelato?
Yes. I'd like to sit at a sidewalk cafe and look in shop windows...
walk in the rain...
have fun and maybe some excitement.
Doesn't seem much to you, does it?
It's great.
Tell you what. Why don't we do all those things together?
- Don't you have to work? - Work?
No. Today's gonna be a holiday.
You don't want to do a lot of silly things.
Don't I? First wish, one sidewalk cafe coming right up.
I know just the place. Rocca's.
What will the people at school say when they see your new haircut?
They'll have a fit.
What would they say if they knew I'd spent the night in your room?
Well, I'll tell you what. You don't tell your folks, and I won't tell mine.
- It's a pact. - What would you like to drink?
Champagne, please.
Champagne?
Well, champagne "per la signorina" and cold coffee for me.
Must be quite a life you have in that school. Champagne for lunch.
- Only on special occasions. - For instance?
The last time was my father's anniversary.
- Wedding? - No. It was the 40th anniversary of...
of the day he got his job.
40 years on the job. What do you know about that?
What does he do?
Well, mostly you might call it public relations.
Oh, well, that's hard work.
- Yes. I wouldn't care for it. - Does he?
- I've heard him complain about it. - Why doesn't he quit?
Well, people in that line of work almost never do quit...
unless it's actually unhealthy for them to continue.
Well, here's to his health, then.
You know, that's what everybody says.
- It's all right? - Yes, thank you.
What is your work?
Oh, I'm, uh, in the selling game.
Really? How interesting. What do you sell?
Fertilizer.
Chemicals. You know, chemicals. Stuff like that.
Irving! Well, am I glad to see you!
Why? Did you forget your wallet?
- Pull up a chair. Sit down with us. - So you're gonna introduce me?
Yes. This is a good friend of mine, Irving Radovich. Anya, Irving.
- Anya... - Smith.
- Hiya, Smitty. - Charmed.
Hey, anybody ever tell you you're a dead ringer for...
Well, I guess I'll be going.
Don't do anything like that, Irving. Sit down. Join us. Join us.
Well, just till Francesca gets here.
Tell me, Mr. Radovich...
- what is a ringer? - Waiter?
It's an American term, and it means...
anyone who has a great deal of charm.
Oh. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Cousins.
Mr. Bradley's just been telling me all about his work.
- I'd like to have heard that. - What do you do?
I'm in the same racket as Joe, only I'm...
I'm awfully sorry, Irving.
- For the love of... What are you... - I'm sorry, Irving.
I can take a hint. I'll see you around.
- Your drink's here. Please sit down. - Here's your drink. Take it easy.
I'm sorry about that. Sit down. That's a good fellow.
That's a boy.
- You're twisting my arm, you know. - Just be more careful not to spill.
Spill? Who's been doing the spilling?
- You. - Me?
Yeah.
Where did you find this loony?
You're okay. Here's to you, huh?
Here's hoping for the best.
If it wasn't for that hair, I'd swear that...
Thanks.
You slipped, Irving. Slipped and almost hurt yourself.
I slipped? I almost hurt myself?
- Joe, I didn't slip! - You've got a bad sprain.
- Never mind I got a sprain. - We'd better go and get it fixed up.
- Excuse us for a minute. - Yes, of course. I'm so sorry.
Joe, now wait a minute. What are you trying to do?
- Have you got your lighter? - What's that got to do with it?
- Have you got it? - Yeah, but what are you trying to do?
Listen. What would you do for five grand?
Five grand?
She doesn't know who I am or what I do.
Look, Irving, this is my story. I dug it up. I gotta protect it.
She's really the...
Your tintypes are gonna make this little epic twice as valuable.
- "The princess goes slumming." - You're in for 25 % of the take.
- The take's five G's. - Minimum. Hennessy shook hands on it.
- That's $1,500. - It's 1,250.
- Okay. Now you shake. - Okay, now lend me 30,000.
That's 50 bucks. You gonna buy the crown jewels?
She's out there now drinking champagne that I can't pay for.
We got to entertain her, don't we?
We can't go running around town with a hot princess.
Do you want in on this deal or don't you?
This I want back Saturday.
Now where's your lighter? Let's go to work.
- Better now? - Huh?
- Your ear. - My ear?
Oh, yeah. Joe fixed it.
Would you care for a cigarette?
Yes, please.
You won't believe this, but it's my very first.
Your very first?
No smoking in school, hmm?
Your first cigarette.
There. The gizmo works.
Well, what's the verdict? Okay?
Nothing to it.
That's right. Nothing to it.
I'll stretch my legs a little here.
- I'll pick this one up, Irving. - Yeah. You can afford it.
Well, what shall we do next? Shall we make out a little schedule?
Oh, not that word, please.
Oh, I didn't mean a work... school schedule.
I meant a fun schedule.
- Oh, yes. Let's just go. - How about you, Irving? Are you ready?
- Yeah. - Let's go.
This is...
- Smitty. - She's a grand girl, Irving. Grand.
Five grand, Irving.
Where are you going now?
Honey, I got to work. I'll call you tonight.
Look at those men!
They were supposed to be inconspicuous.
You asked for plainclothes.
Stop! Come back!
- Let me take it. - No. Let go. I can do it.
I'm going straight from now on.
American news service? What did he mean?
Well, you say you're with the press, you can get away with anything.
Go to church to get married on a scooter. That's a hot one.
Joe's a wonderful liar.
Congratulations. Congratulations.
You don't have to look so worried. I won't hold you to it.
Thank you very much.
You don't have to be too grateful.
Okay, I won't.
I'm a good liar, too, aren't I?
- The best I ever met. - Uh-huh.
Thank you very much.
Say!
Come with me.
The mouth of truth. The legend is that if you're given to lying...
and put your hand in there, it'll be bitten off.
- Oh, what a horrid idea. - Let's see you do it.
Let's see you do it.
Sure.
Hello.
You beast! It was perfectly all right!
- I'm sorry. It's just a joke. - Oh, you never hurt your hand.
- I'm sorry. You okay? - Yes.
All right. Let's go. Look out!
I'll park at the corner.
What do they mean, all these inscriptions?
Well, each one represents a wish fulfilled.
It all started during the war when there was an air raid right out here.
A man with his four children was caught in the street.
They ran over against the wall right there for shelter...
and prayed for safety.
Bombs fell very close, but no one was hurt.
Later on, the man came back and he put up the first of these tablets.
Since then, it's become sort of a shrine.
People come, and whenever their wishes are granted...
they put up another one of these little plaques.
Lovely story.
Read some of the inscriptions.
Make a wish?
Tell the doctor?
Anyway, the chances of it being granted are very slight.
Well, what now?
I've heard of a wonderful place for dancing on a boat.
- The barges down by Sant'Angelo. - Yes. Couldn't we go there tonight?
- Why not? - Anything you wish.
Then at midnight, I'll turn into a pumpkin...
and drive away in my glass slipper.
And that'll be the end of the fairy tale.
- Well, I guess Irving has to go now. - I do?
That big business development of yours that you have to attend to.
- Oh, the development. - Can't afford not to take care of that.
Yeah. I'll see you later, Smitty.
- Good luck with the big development. - Thanks.
Two, please.
Hello.
Mr. Bradley, if you don't mind my saying so...
- I think you are a ringer. - A what?
Oh, thanks very much.
You've spent the whole day doing things I've always wanted to. Why?
I don't know. It seemed the thing to do.
I never heard of anybody so kind.
It wasn't any trouble.
Or so completely unselfish.
Let's have a drink at the bar.
There you are! I look for you a long time.
I think maybe you not come.
Off! All off!
It's nice without, isn't it? Cool.
- Oh, very, very good. - This is Mr. Bradley.
I Mario Delani.
- Old friends? - Yes. He cut my hair this afternoon.
He invited me here tonight.
Well, what did you say the name was?
Delani. Mario Delani.
I'm very glad to know you.
Me too.
Oh, may I enjoy myself the pleasure?
- Do you mind? - No, no. Go right ahead.
Thank you.
- Did I miss anything? - You're just in time, pal.
- Who's Smitty dancing with? - Her barber.
Cut her hair this afternoon, made a date for tonight.
The princess and the barber.
What is it?
August.
Thank you!
Bye.
Your Highness.
You'll dance quietly towards the entrance.
- There is a car waiting. - No.
- Your Highness, please. - You've made a mistake.
Let me go. Will you let me go?
Mr. Bradley! Let me go! Mr. Bradley!
Hit him again, Smitty!
- Joe, here are my car keys. - Police, police. Come on.
The other side of the bridge.
- All right? - Fine. How are you?
Oh, fine.
Say, you know, you were great back there.
You weren't so bad yourself.
I...
I guess we better get Irving's car and get out of here.
This is the American hour from Rome...
continuing our program of musical selections.
- Everything ruined? - No. They'll be dry in a minute.
Suits you. You should always wear my clothes.
It seems I do.
I thought a little wine might be good.
- Shall I cook something? - No kitchen. Nothing to cook.
- I always eat out. - Do you like that?
Well, life isn't always what one likes, is it?
No, it isn't.
- Tired? - A little.
- You've had quite a day. - A wonderful day.
This is the American hour from Rome broadcasting a special news bulletin...
in English and Italian.
Tonight there is no further word from the bedside of Princess Ann in Rome...
where she was taken ill yesterday on the last leg of her European goodwill tour.
This has given rise to rumors that her condition may be serious...
which is causing alarm and anxiety among the people in her country.
- The news can wait till tomorrow. - Yes.
May I have a little more wine?
I'm sorry I couldn't cook us some dinner.
Did you learn how in school?
I'm a good cook. I could earn my living at it.
I can sew, too, and clean a house and iron.
I learned to do all those things. I just haven't had the chance...
to do it for anyone.
Well, looks like I'll have to move...
and get myself a place with a kitchen.
Yes.
I shall have to go now.
There's... something that I want to tell you.
No, please.
Nothing.
I must go and get dressed.
Stop at the next corner, please.
Here?
Yes.
I have to leave you now.
I'm going to that corner there and turn.
You must stay in the car and drive away.
Promise not to watch me go beyond the corner.
Just drive away and leave me...
as I leave you.
All right.
I don't know how to say good-bye.
I can't think of any words.
Don't try.
Your Royal Highness...
Twenty-four hours... they can't all be blank.
They are not.
But what explanation am I to offer Their Majesties?
I was indisposed. I am better.
Ma'am, you must appreciate that I have my duty to perform...
just as Your Royal Highness has her duty.
Your Excellency, I trust you will not find it necessary...
to use that word again.
Were I not completely aware of my duty to my family and my country...
I would not have come back tonight...
or, indeed, ever again.
And now...
since I understand we have a very full schedule today...
you have my permission to withdraw.
No milk and crackers.
That will be all, thank you, Countess.
- Is it true? Did you really get it? - Did I get what?
The princess story, the exclusive. Did you get it?
- No, I didn't get it. - What? But that's impossible.
- Have a cup of coffee or something? - Joe, you can't hold out on me.
- Who's holding out on you? - You are. I know too much.
First, you come into my office and ask about an exclusive on the princess.
Next, you disappear. Then I get the rumor from my contact at the embassy...
that the princess isn't sick at all and she's out on the town.
What kind of newspaperman are you? You believe every two-bit rumor?
Yeah, and a lot of other rumors about a shindig on a barge down by the river...
and the arrest of eight secret service men...
from a country which shall be nameless.
And then comes the news of the lady's miraculous recovery.
It all adds up.
And don't think by playing hard-to-get you'll raise the price of that story.
A deal's a deal. Now, come on, come on, come on.
- Where is that story? - I have no story.
Then what was the idea of...
Man, wait till you see these!
Hiya, Mr. Hennessy. You got here at the right time.
Wait'll you get a look...
What's the idea?
What do you mean charging in here and spilling things?
- Who's spilling? - You did!
I spoke to you about that once before, don't you remember?
- Joe, look at my pants. - Come in here and dry 'em off.
Aw, nuts to that. Hey, did you tell him about Smitty?
Smitty?
Mr. Hennessy, wait till...
There you go again, Irving.
All right, save that till later. You're here early anyway.
- Why don't you go home and... shave? - Shave?
Or else keep quiet till Mr. Hennessy and I are finished talking.
Hey, what kind of a routine is that?
What are you two guys up to? Who's Smitty?
He's a guy that we met. You wouldn't care for him.
- What am I supposed to look at? - Just a couple of Irving's dames.
You wouldn't like 'em.
Maybe you would.
Don't change the subject. When you came back into my office yesterday...
Yesterday I thought I had a good lead, but I was wrong.
That's all there is to it. There is no story.
She's holding the press interview today. Same time, same place.
Maybe that's one story you can get.
- And you owe me 500 bucks! - Take it out of my salary.
- Fifty bucks a week. - Don't think I won't.
Hey, what gives? Have we had a better offer?
Irving, I don't know just how to tell you this, but...
Wait till I sit down.
Well, in regard to the story that goes with these...
- there is no story. - Why not?
- There is no story. - Why not?
I mean, not as far as I'm concerned.
Hey, the pictures came out pretty well.
You want to have a look at 'em?
How about a blowup from a negative that size, huh?
Oh, that's her first cigarette.
Oh, yeah. Hey, the mouth of truth.
You want to know the caption I had in mind there?
"Barber cuts in." Huh?
Here's the one I figured would be the key shot for the whole layout...
- "The wall where wishes come true." - Joe, that's good.
Lead off with that, then follow up with the wishes.
I dug that up out of the file. "Princess inspects police."
Yeah.
"Police inspects princess."
How about... Oh, wait. I got a topper for you.
- Is that a shot? - What a picture!
"Bodyguard gets body blow."
How about this? "Crowned head."
Oh, I get it! That's... Joe, you got...
She's fair game, Joe.
It's always open season on princesses.
You must be out of your mind.
Yeah, I know, but...
Look, I can't prevent you from selling the pictures if you want to.
- You'll get a good price for 'em. - Yeah!
You going to the interview?
- Are you going? - Yeah. It's an assignment, isn't it?
Yeah.
I'll see you.
It ain't much, but it's home.
Ladies and gentlemen, please approach.
Her Royal Highness.
Your Royal Highness...
the ladies and gentlemen of the press.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Her Royal Highness will now answer your questions.
I believe at the outset, Your Highness...
that I should express the pleasure of all of us...
at your recovery from the recent illness.
Thank you.
Does Your Highness believe that federation...
would be a possible solution to Europe's economic problems?
I am in favor of any measure...
which would lead to closer cooperation in Europe.
And what, in the opinion of Your Highness...
is the outlook for friendship among nations?
I have every faith in it...
as I have faith in relations between people.
May I say, speaking for my own press service...
we believe that Your Highness's faith...
will not be unjustified.
I am so glad to hear you say it.
Which of the cities visited did Your Highness enjoy the most?
Each in its own way...
Each in its own way was... unforgettable.
It would be difficult to...
Rome. By all means, Rome.
I will cherish my visit here in memory...
as long as I live.
Despite your indisposition, Your Highness?
Despite that.
Photographs may now be taken.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you very much.
I would now like to meet some of the ladies and gentlemen of the press.
Hitchcock, "Chicago Daily News".
I'm so happy to see you here.
Lampe. "New York Herald Tribune".
Good afternoon.
Irving Radovich, CR Photo Service.
How do you do?
May I present Your Highness...
with some commemorative photos of your visit to Rome?
Thank you so very much.
Joe Bradley, American News Service.
So happy, Mr. Bradley.
Stephen House of The London Exchange Telegraph.
Good afternoon.