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A Paramount Picture presenting GREGORY PECK and introducing AUDREY HEPBURN in WILLIAM WYLER'S Production ROMAN HOLIDAY with EDDIE ALBERT HARTLEY POWER HARCOURT WILLIAMS MARGARET RAWLINGS and TULLIO CARMINATI PAOLO CALINI CLAUDIO ERMELLI BORBONI ALFREDO RIZZO LAURA SCOLARI GORELLA GORI Screenplay by IAN McLELLAN HUNTER IAN McLELLAN HUNTER and JOHN DIGHTON
PAOLA Story by
This film was photographed and recorded in its entirety in Rome, Italy Directors of Photography FRANK F.PLANER A.S.C HENRI ALEKAN Art Directors HAL PEREIRA WALTER TYLER Edited by ROBERT SWINK A.C.E.
Costumes. . . . . . . . . . . . .EDITH HEAD Assistant Directors . . . .HERBERT COLEMAN PIERO MUSSETTA Make-up Supervision. . .ALBERTO DE ROSSI WALLY WESTMORE Sound Recording by . . .JOESEPH DE BRETAGNE Western Electric RECORDING Filmed at CINICITTA STUDIOS-Rome, Italy Associate Producer ROBERT WYLER Produced and Directed by Music Score by GEORGES AURIC
Roman Holiday, Transcribed by Graham (firstname.lastname@example.com) A newsreel begins: -PARAMOUNT NEWS- NEWS FLASH A commentator describes the newsreel showing Princess Ann at several ceremonies in various European locations. NEWSREEL. Paramount News brings you a special coverage of Princess Ann's visit to London, the first stop on her much publicised goodwill tour of European capitals. She gets a royal
welcome from the British as thousands cheer the gracious young member of one of Europe's oldest ruling families. After three days of continuous activity and a visit to Buckingham Palace, Ann flew to Amsterdam where Her Royal Highness dedicated the new International Aid Building and christened an ocean liner. Then went to Paris where she attended many official functions designed to cement trade relations between her country and the Western European nations. And so to Rome, the eternal city, where the Princess' visit was marked by a spectacular military parade highlighted by the band of the crack Piersa Yeri Regiment. The smiling young Princess showed no sign of the strain of the week's continuous public appearances. And at her country's embassy that evening, a formal reception and ball in her honor was given by her country's ambassador to Italy. The Embassy ballroom. People fill the floor of the room. A fanfare sounds. The Master of Ceremonies appears and the people clear a path down the middle of the hall in front of him. The Master of Ceremonies announces "Her Royal Highness"-first in Italian, then in English. The orchestra starts playing as the Master of Ceremonies walks down the newly-formed aisle. Princess Ann, resplendent in her ballgown, diamond tiara, and necklace, appears at the door accompanied by the Ambassador in formal military dress. Behind them follow together the Countess Vereberg and General Provno, and others. As the company walks slowly down the aisle, Princess Ann smiles and nods her head to acknowledge the guests who line their path. They bow as the Princess walks past them. As they reach the front, the Princess and the others step onto the dais as the orchestra finishes playing. The dais is furnished with chairs-a large one in the center. The Princess and the others stand, facing the guests. Princess Ann is about to sit when the Ambassador discreetly stops her with a hand on her arm. As they stand waiting, the guests form in a line in front. The Master of Ceremonies announces them as they walk forward to greet her, in turn. MASTER OF CEREMONIES. His Excellency, the Papal Nuntius, Monsignor Altomonto. Ann greets him warmly in Italian, shaking his hand; he replies, in Italian. MASTER OF CEREMONIES. Sir Hugo Macy de Farmington. ANN [he bows to her] Good evening, Sir Hugo. SIR HUGO [shaking her hand] Good evening, Your Royal Highness. MASTER OF CEREMONIES. His Highness, The Maharajah of Kalipur; and The Rajkumari. ANN [shaking the Rajkumari's hand] I'm so glad that you could come. THE RAJKUMARI. Thank you. THE MAHARAJA [shaking Ann's hand] Thank you, madame. [The Master of Ceremonies announes the next couple, in German].
ANN [hidden beneath her dress, she takes her right foot out of its shoe and stretches it] Guten aben. MASTER OF CEREMONIES [as Ann puts her foot back] Prince Istvan Barossy Nagyavaros. ANN. How do you do? [he kisses her hand] The Master of Ceremonies announces the long German name and title of the next guest. ANN [holding the woman's hand as she curtsies] Guten aben. [She greets the man as he kisses her hand]. The Master of Ceremonies announces the next couple. As she greets them, Ann rubs her tired right foot against her leg. Much later on and Ann is still greeting the guests. ANN [greeting another couple] So happy. MASTER OF CEREMONIES. The Count and Countess von Marstrand. ANN. Good evening, Countess [holding her hand the woman curtsies. To the Count]. Good evening. COUNT [kissing her hand] Good evening. [Suddenly, Princess Ann loses her balance as her foot slips over her shoe, knocking it over. The Count's eyeglass pops out in surprise and he smiles back as she regathers herself. The Ambassador looks down in disappointment at her error. The Master of Ceremonies introduces the next couple-a Senor and Senora]. ANN [she tries to manipulate her shoe back into position which has been knocked over and she greets the couple, disguising her discomfort] Good evening [the man kisses her hand]. The Master of Ceremonies announces the next guest as Ann pushes her shoe again in an effort to right it. ANN [as the man bends, gesturing with his hand in greeting] How do you do? As the last guest moves back Ann looks around anxiously, trying again to right her shoe, resulting in her pushing it further away. The Ambassador then motions her to sit down. As she sits back into the chair with the Ambassador and the Countess on either side her dress pulls back, revealing the shoe. The orchestra starts playing a waltz. Ann tries as inconspicuously as possible to drag her shoe back with her foot. The General, standing behind her frowning, motions to the Countess to look at the shoe. She looks down at it and closes her eyes in horror. The Princess stirs in her seat trying to get her shoe back, fiddling with her gloves as cover. A man standing behind the Ambassador motions to him and he shrugs and gets up, bowing and presenting his arm to the Princess. The Princess rises and, pausing for time to regather her shoe, is lead onto the ballroom floor by the Ambassador. Taking her up to dance he looks at the area in front of the eat and, relieved that the shoe isn't to be seen, continues dancing with her as the other guests watch. Later on and the dance floor is filled people. Princess Ann dances with a short, lively gentleman who rattles off rapid Spanish phrases to her. She listens, nodding and smiling
politely. Still later and she dances with a short, elderly gentlemen. They smile and nod to each other silently. Later again and Ann dances with a somewhat remote gentlemen. She almost speaks so as to strike up a conversation, but thinks better of it. Later that night in Princess Ann's bedchamber. She stands on her bed dressed in her nightgown, her hair let down. She picks up the skirt of her nightgown and drops it. ANN [brushing her hair] I hate this nightgown. I hate all my nightgowns. And I hate all my underwear too. COUNTESS [coming over to tend to her bed, dressed in a bedrobe and wearing glasses] My dear, you have lovely things. ANN. But I'm not two hundred years old! [Dropping down on the bed] Why can't I sleep in pyjamas? COUNTESS [looking up as she folds the sheets into place] Pyjamas! ANN. Just the top half. [The Countess takes off her glasses, shocked, then walks over to the window. Ann pulls the covers over her, sitting up] Did you know there are people who sleep with absolutely nothing on at all? COUNTESS [opening the window] I rejoice to say that I did not. ANN [lying against the headboard, smiling as she hears distant music coming in through the window] Listen. [She jumps up out of bed and runs over to the window, looking out]. COUNTESS. Oh, and your slippers. [She goes to fetch them from beside the bed as Ann looks out with pleasure at the dancing going on far below in the distance] Please put on your slippers and come away at the window. [Ann walks back to the bed, dejected, as the Countess shuts the window. The Countess holds a tray] Your milk and crackers. ANN [taking the tray; as the Countess helps her pull the covers over her] Everything we do is so wholesome. COUNTESS. They'll help you to sleep. ANN [stubbornly] I'm too tired to sleep-can't sleep a wink. COUNTESS [putting on her glasses, taking a diary from the bedtable] Now my dear, if you don't mind: tomorrow's schedule-or schedule [(skedule)], whichever you prefer-both are correct. [Running through the items with a pen] Eight thirty, breakfast here with the Embassy staff; nine o'clock, we leave for the Polinory Automotive Works where you'll be presented with a small car. ANN [disinterested; absently playing with a napkin] Thank you. COUNTESS. Which you will not accept.
ANN. No, thank you. COUNTESS. Ten thirty-five, inspection of food and agricultural organisation will present you with an olive tree. ANN. No, thank you. COUNTESS. Which you will accept. ANN. Thank you. COUNTESS. Ten fifty-five, the Newfoundling Home For Orphans. You will preside over the laying of the cornerstone; same speech as last Monday. ANN. Trade relations? COUNTESS. Yes. ANN [chewing a cracker] For the orphans? COUNTESS. No, no, the other one. ANN. 'Youth and progress'. COUNTESS. Precisely. Eleven forty-five, back here to rest. No, that's wrong... eleven forty-five, conference here with the press. ANN. 'Sweetness and decency' [she rolls her eyes]. COUNTESS. One o'clock sharp, lunch with the Foreign Ministry. You will wear your white lace and carry a small bouquet of (& ANN) very small pink roses. [The Countess looks up, unimpressed. Continuing, as Ann drinks her milk from a glass] Three-o five, presentation of a plaque. (ANN [to an imagined guest] Thank you.) Four-ten, review special guard of * Police. (ANN. No, thank you.) Four forty-five (ANN. How do you do?) back here to change (ANN [becoming distressed] Charmed.) to your uniform (ANN. So happy.) to meet the international-. ANN [screaming at the Countess] STOP!!! [Looking away, her hair covering her face] Please stop! stop...! COUNTESS [retrieving the tray] It's alright, dear, it didn't spill [she places the tray on the table]. ANN. I don't care if it's spilled or not. I don't care if I [throws her head into the pillow] drown in it! COUNTESS [putting her hands on her shoulders to comfort her] My dear, you're ill. I'll send for Doctor Bonnachoven. ANN [turning over, facing the opposite way] I don't want Doctor Bonnachoven; please let me die in peace!
and I will. Doctor. Doctor. Give her something. They walk to her bed and the doctor looks at Ann. It most important she be calm and relaxed for the press conference. This will relax you and make Your Highness feel a little happy. unnoticed] . beating it with her fist] I don't want to! COUNTESS [standing up straight. There she goes again. ANN. without looking up] What's that? DOCTOR. [As he injects her the General faints behind them. ANN [looking up as she leaves] It's no use.COUNTESS. please. DOCTOR [reassuring] To cry-a perfectly normal thing to do. Later. quietly] Are you asleep. She was in hysterics three minutes ago. I'm very ashamed. in hysterics again]. COUNTESS. ANN [throwing herself on the pillow.. quite harmless..[she throws herself onto the pillow. Doctor Bonnachoven. [He feels her forehead then takes a thermometer from his bag] I'll only disturb Your Royal Highness a moment. It's nerves. GENERAL. Sleep and calm. I'll get Doctor Bonnachoven [she heads for the door]. who doesn't move. shouting at her] Leave me! COUNTESS. I'll be dead before he gets here [she gives a defiant blub]. ANN [facing the Countess] Leave me. Doctor. ah? ANN. DOCTOR [he puts his Doctor's bag on the table and bends over to her. I-[the Doctor places the thermometer in her mouth] suddenly I was crying. COUNTESS. followed by Doctor Bonnachoven and the General. puzzled] She is asleep. speaking with authority] Your Highness [Ann continues blubbing]. It's a new drug. Don't worry. [Sitting up. hmm? The Countess uncovers her arm as the General looks away.I'll improve trade relations and I. control yourself Ann. ma'am? ANN [without moving] No! DOCTOR. ANN [calming down. DOCTOR [holding up a syringe from the bag] Uncover her arm. please. Doctor: I-[takes the thermometer out] I'll be calm and relaxed and I-I'll bow and I'll smile and. the Countess enters the bedchamber. DOCTOR [to the Countess. You're not dying. Oh.
lie back. Outside. ANN. the Princess looks around the large room at the lavish. ah? ANN. Doctor. turning the corner and then onto the other side. smiling at the Princess] Goodnight. then she runs to her wardrobe. ma'am. [He bows and leaves]. she peers out the door of the bedchambers. COUNTESS [the Countess looks round at the General on the floor] Oh. Of course. followed by the Countess. GENERAL [embarrassed. DOCTOR [bowing. ancient ornamentation on the ceiling and the huge sculpted headboard. still in the grounds of the Embassy. She looks out longingly at the dancing below. Going through the door she finds herself on a corridor upstairs. eagerly climbs out of bed and runs to the window. The Doctor leaves. remembering. covering her smile]. Just now. jumping down with a slight noise onto the ground. The shadow of a man walking appears where she has just come from but she reaches safety at the other end before he can see her. encircling the large central area. Goodnight. the General! Doctor. Glancing furtively around she goes inside to a large. straightening his bedrobe] I'm perfectly alright. Alone. the breeze blowing in her face then out over the city.There. Oh! ANN [sitting up] Hah! [she puts her hand over her mouth. Later. she goes out of the side window onto the balcony outside. Running through the buildings further she pauses. DOCTOR. I don't feel any different. she looks back at the door and then back out the window. Thinking. her back against a wall. Can I keep just one light on? DOCTOR. the buildings lit up in the night far in the distance. and starts rummaging in the clothes hung there. and then. You will. She lies back. dressed in a plain white blouse and skirt and picking up her gloves from the dresser. She sees a guard sat at the end of the wall stir in his semi-sleep. who turns off the light and. Doctor. she runs along a courtyard area. it may take a little time to take hold. She runs along to the end. ma'am. Looking . empty room. ANN [smiling] Thank you. looking back at the Princess. She pauses for moment to look around on either side and then continues. [To the Princess] Goodnight. reaches a staircase and goes down it towards the exit. Best thing I know is to do exactly what you wish for a while. ANN. She walks along to the edge of the adjacent balcony. shuts the door behind her. quick! DOCTOR. She continues on. Pausing as she closes the door.
that's ten bucks. CARD PLAYER 2. Irving Radovich. [Checks his cards. Bet five hundred. not bad. look at that: six thousand five hundred-ah. theirs.. Five hundred. The cab drives away as Ann continues on. and drives off. moving the bag out of the way. Er. raise you a thousand. the woman waves back at her. While he is gone she runs over and quietly hops into the back of the truck. She leans against a tree. busy with people. running to the footpath as the truck screeches away.round the corner she sees a man jump out of a small supply truck. CARD PLAYER 1. one more round and I'm The others still in the game place . closing her eyes. Fool. you beauties. bets more] Two for papa. firmly] Five hundred. How many? IRVING [placing his bet] One. [As the dealer gathers the cards back and Joe does up his tie] Er. Guards at the entrace of the Embassy grounds open the doors and the little truck drives out. with relish] Come home. She watches the truck go past a sidewalk cafe. Three. The truck continues through the city but Ann is awakened when the truck stops for a couple walking across the street in front. CARD PLAYER 1 [places a note in the pool] Five hundred more. and several other men around a poker table. er [clears his throat]. well I got three shy little sevens. yawning then continues on. I'll take one. JOE. A light pours from the window of a room on the second floor of the building the carriage was parked in front of. Ann peers back over the top of a bag to see the guards closing the doors again as the Embassy recede into the distance. As it is stopped she hops out. IRVING. a nervous straight [lays his cards down. and Ann rests on a box. Crossing a street. JOE [placing his bet down. starts the motor. then waves to a couple driving behind on a scooter. Irving rubs his beard but stays unemotional. The man comes back and throws a couple of bags into the back where she is hiding. He then gets in.. to the bewilderment of the passengers and driver. leaning her arm on some goods to see out the back better. She looks round with delight. JOE [following] Without lookin'. Then. [Counting his money as he picks it up. JOE. Joe looks on grimly] Now. Joe places his money in the pool. The goods rattle in the back as the truck bounces around. Joe looks at him suspiciously. CARD PLAYER 1. Inside the room are sat Joe Bradley. IRVING. she walks straight across the passenger cabin of a horse-drawn carriage parked alongside the pavement. CARD PLAYER 1 [laying his cards down] Two pairs. Oh. and. boy.
.gonna throw you gents right out in the snow. as Joe almost walks on] How are you this evening? [She stirs on the bench. [Raising her gloved hand to him] Charmed. turning round to look at her. The remaining players objective to his leaving: Say-. shaking her hand] Charmed too. ANN [sounding drunk because of the drug's effect] Sooooo happy. JOE. JOE. much too young to get picked up by the police. Stay sober. delighted.. ciao. mmmmmmmmmmm.. wake up! ANN. Interrupting. hands in pockets. What do you mean. It works out fine for me: this is my last five thousand and you hyenas are not gonna get it. Ciao. Princess Ann is lying on it and Joe glances at her curiously as he walks by. IRVING. etc. IRVING [as Joe leaves] Alright! a little seven card stud. He slows down by a park bench.. thank you. patting Irving on the back] Thanks a lot. CARD PLAYER 1. etc. [Joe stops. Ciao. Thank you very much. IRVING. IRVING. CARD PLAYER 1. [Putting his money in his pocket. wait a minute-.. hmmmmm. [Turning her on her back] Hey." JOE [rushing over to prevent her from falling off] Hey! hey. Joe. Ok with me.. Couldn't be anything to do with the fact that you're ahead? IRVING [smiling] It could. what-.. JOE [picking up his jacket off the back of the chair] Yeah. Joe Bradley walks along the street. Yeah. Wake up. JOE [getting up] See you at Annie's little party in the morning. No. ANN [after a pause] You may sit down.. I think you better sit up. luxuriously] Mmmmmmmmm. Joe.. ANN.. hey. hey. early? My personal invitation says eleven forty-five. [The other men say goodbye: Goodnight. JOE. JOE [tentatively. Irving. JOE. . I got to get up early: date with Her Royal Highness who will [dramatically] graciously pose for some pictures.
Would you care to make a statement? ANN. [He leads her to the taxi]. it's not the superchief. looks back to see her lying back down. you'll be alright. Joe looks back at the driver who rests his arm against the window. JOE. Well. Alright. The driver notices too and looks away innocently when he sees Joe looking at him. noticing it for the first time] It's a taxi! JOE. JOE. po-lice.. Come on.ANN [as he straightens her] Police? JOE. A taxi pulls up. Do you know that poem? JOE. Joe goes back over to Ann..[she wavers slightly. You got any money? ANN. Two-fifteen and back here to change. well-dressed. Joe gets up.. Never carry money. ANN [she looks up at him] If I were dead and buried and I heard your voice beneath the sod my heart of dust would still rejoice.. come on. ANN [without stirring] Mmmmm. ANN. What the world needs is a return to sweetness and decency in the souls of its young men and-[unable to support it. [He goes over to the cab. That's a bad habit. Yep. ANN [brightly. I'll drop you off. pats her on the shoulder]. impatiently. . JOE [he takes his money from his breast pocket and puts it into his trouser one] Yeah. you're snoozing away in a public street.. I er. not fully awake]. her head falls on his shoulder] mmmmmhhhhhhhhmmmmm. Two forty-five. JOE. ANN. Get yourself some coffee. trying to stir her] Look: you take the cab. so happy.. but erm-[hears a car approaches and whistles. JOE.. [He follows her into the cab]. couldn't agree with you more. [takes her up by the arm] climb in the cab and go home. what do you know? [Sitting down] You're well-read. JOE [putting a foot up on the bench] You know: people who can't handle liquor shouldn't drink it.. ANN [as she drags herself to her feet.mmmmmm. helped by Joe] Mmmmm. Mm. Huh.
unsure] Hmmm? Capito? Capito. two.... [Pleased] Oh. fifty-one.. [some Italian] I am very happy. [lightly slapping her face with his hand] where do you live? [The driver looks back. now. Alright).. to the cab driver] She lives in the Colliseum.we going? [Joe says something in Italian. no. The driver nods and they say goodbye to each other. Now look: take a little bit of that. take her wherever she wants to go.I go home er to. CAB DRIVER [pleased...my taxi go home. Oh. [Gives him back some]. bambino? [he pretends to cry like a small child] My. He reaches into his breast pocket then. finally] Villa Marguta..no. [some Italian] .. CAB DRIVER [shakes his head] It's wrong address. come on. CAB DRIVER. One. senor: for me it is very late tonight . Look. Mmmmmm? [Closing her eyes] Colliseum. his trouser one and gives the driver the money].. Now. CAB DRIVER. wife ..CAB DRIVER [says something in Italian] Where are we going? JOE [to Ann] Where do you live? ANN.where do. where do you live?! ANN [mumbling. no. don't fall asleep again. moment! No. I. fifty-one. JOE.Colliseum. you're not that drunk. asleep beside him] Thousand lira [some Italian].. no [the cabbie pulls him over by the arm] (JOE. JOE [giving up. Yes.ohhhhh. [The cabbie thinks for a moment. Joe responds in Italian. sitting back] Villa Marguta..] Ok. no.. No. remembering.. shaking her head. Villa Marguta fifty-one. The driver thanks him in Italian].where do you live? Huh? huh? Come on. The driver takes one look at Ann sitting asleep and quickly calls out to Joe as he leaves]. [more Italian] . JOE. JOE. ok. [Turns back around]. moment. unimpressed] Come on.together. JOE. JOE [hopelessy. CAB DRIVER [first speaks something in Italian] Where are we.. [Some Italian. I have three bambinos-three bambinos.. [Says something in Italian then gives him back the money. Ok. [some Italian]! The taxi drives off. I'm just being [her head falls against his chest] verrrrry haaaappy. four mila*.. CAB DRIVER. moment. Senor-. Come on. Ok. [Joe looks grimly at Ann. impatiently. you know.. ANN [laughing] If you're so smart I'm not drunk at all. . half-asleep] I. Now look. The cab arrives outside the address. no. now where do you wanna to go? Hmmm? Where shall I take you? [Holding her jaw. Ann moans in annoyance] Where do. three. Hey.
Police: maybe she want girl. JOE [he relents] Stay calmo. pal: this is not my problem. see? she tell you where she want to go. she raises her hand and is about to knock on the neighbour's door when Joe sees her. balancing herself. ANN [poetically] Can I have a silk nightgown with rosebuds on it? JOE [walking over to Ann. reassuring him as he opens the cab door and drags Ann out]. alright. What you want: you don't want girl. He shuts the door behind her. stopping by a door as Joe goes to unlock his one a few steps up. yeah? Me don't want girl-. leaning forward to open it. [He turns on a lamp at the other end of the room. [some Italian. stay calmo. taking her by the hand up the steps. head down barely able to keep awake. ANN [she almost topples over. He arrives at the front door. Before going through he straightens causing her to stand up. running over to catch her hand just in time.) and up the right way. look. it's not my problem. It's not your problem. ok. by the bathroom door]. ok. ok. JOE [muttering as Ann follows him in] Out of my head. . Joe walks up the steps. As he stops. and leads her back around to the bottom of the steps (ANN. presenting her with some pyjamas] I'm afraid you'll have to rough it tonight-in these. ANN. but the dizziness is getting worse. see? I never see her before. and then goes through. look: as soon as she wakes up. You understand? you understand? JOE. [He walks over and opens a wardrobe on the landing next to the front door]. Is this the elevator? JOE [offended] It's my room. Moment. Ok. Ann follows. CAB DRIVER. He goes in and turns on the light. Huh? Ok. She staggers up steps after him.). followed by Ann. leaning over the railing from above (ANN [blissfully unaware as he leads her around] So happy.JOE [leaning down to the window] Alright. So happy. [Looking around] Can I sleep here? JOE. Without thinking she walks around the outside of the small spiral stairwell instead of following him up so Joe turns her around with his hand. He leads her to the door and unlocks it. walking to the bed and putting a gloved hand on the endboard to steady herself] I'm terribly sorry to mention it. In her stupor. my taxi-no sleep. [He shuts the door behind her]. Ann rests her head on his shoulder. CAB DRIVER. moment: my taxi not for sleep. That's the general idea. Look.
Will you help me get undressed. ANN. And you do your sleeping on the couch. Joe walks over to the table by the front door. [Unbuttoning her cuffs. ANN [shaking her head] This is very unusual. and swallowing it. head raised expectantly]. even with my dress on. hey: [bringing the pyjamas from the bed. ANN [as he lays them out on the ottoman] I refuse a* rose from a couch of snows in the Aquasaromian* Mountains. honey. sliding it away fom her neck. [Pulling up her blouse out of her skirt] With my dress off it's most unusual. you already recited that for me. [He goes over to open another cupboard by the lamp]. Sorry. not on the chair: on the couch. presenting them to her] these are pyjamas.ok. leading her over] on this one. see?-not on the bed. blankly. then goes to her] Er. I don't seem to mind. going over to her] Now look-. [Puts his glass down.ANN [with delight.. . then takes it]. no. JOE [pulling out a pillow from the bed] You'd better get to sleep. Hm?). [She looks at it. but I haven't worn a nightgown in years.. you understand? ANN [taking them] Thank you. pouring a drink into a glass from a bottle. [He goes to get some blankets from the bed]. there you are. JOE [pauses. JOE. JOE. [She starts to sink onto the bed (ANN. Do you know my favorite poem? JOE. then the bottom button of her blouse] I've never been alone with a man before. [Smiling at him as she starts to open the remaining buttons] Do you? JOE. taking them] Pyjamas! JOE. ANN [still working on her buttons] How terribly nice. I think I'll go out for a cup of coffee. ANN [amused] Hm. you're to climb into them. unsure. Hey. he catches her] Oh. [With a half-laugh] Hm. presenting it to her] Er. is that clear? ANN. you can handle the rest. Keats. Shelley. ANN [just putting down her last glove] May I have some? JOE [firmly] No. they're to sleep in. [He undoes her necktie. JOE. [pointing to the ottoman at the side. Ah. no. please? [she stands ready.
Well? SERVANT. She . Every inch. Have you searched the grounds? SERVANT. [She shakes her head. everything'll be alright. calculating. AMBASSADOR. [Disappointed on seeing her asleep in his bed] Oh. Receiving none. he slams the door shut. he stands up himself and walks from behind the desk.ANN. If you just keep your mind off the poetry and on the pyjamas. see? ANN. the Countess looks up at the General. Sir. and walks up the stairwell.. Then he grabs the undersheet beneath her and then. the Countess in a chair in front and the General standing next to her. He unlocks the front door and walks in. hard. The Ambassador is sat at a table. Ann turns to face him] You have my permission to [her skirt slides down] withdraw. He opens the door and goes through. AMBASSADOR. waiting for an affirmation. JOE [about to say something] A-. Ann resumes her task of getting undressed]. [He goes out. AMBASSADOR. Have I your pledge? SERVANT. I must put you on your honor not to speak of this to anyone. At the Embassy. JOE. Now we must notify Their Majesties. A man marches to the desk. JOE [stopping in the doorway] Thank you very much. No trace. Keats! JOE. Joe takes the bottle and places it on top of the tall cupboard on the other side of the door. I'll be back in about ten minutes. throwing her from the bed and onto the ottoman. Sir. I must remind you that the Princess is the direct heir to the throne. Looking at her. worried.. Yes. All are in their bedclothes. and turning to the Ambassador who looks at them. I'll be. making room. but she doesn't move a muscle. puts it down and loosens his tie. AMBASSADOR. looking at the pyjamas slightly confused. He turns to the other two].it's Shelley. He goes over to the other side of the bed and moves the table out of the way. ANN [to her back as he goes to the door] Keats. Your Excellency. The General looks up at him. from the attics to the cellar. Thinking better of it. Then brings the ottoman over and places it next to her. standing. closes the outside door. lifts it up quickly. It's Keats. Very well. This must be classified as top-crisis secret. He takes off his jacket. Joe arrives back at his apartment building. [The man turns and marches out.
Joe. Joe stirs in his bed. He grabs an alarm clock. JOE. The newspapers are turning out reports. Joe arrives in the newsroom. JOE. screwball. [He goes over to the secretary. He rushes to the wardrobe but stops. The headline of the Rome American article. He puts it back as goes back to the wardrobe to get his clothes. Joe jumps up. reads: "Princess Ann Taken Ill: Press Interview Cancelled". Waken by the clock. Uh-oh. Another paper. Outside the window of an American News Service office." Daytime. resuming her comfortable position. Good morning. Hennessy has been looking for you. looking at the time. JOE Holy smoke. pulling the curtain back to see outside. the Princess interview-[Ann stirs. Mr. Hennessy comes to the window. hon. He then sits at his desk. also with a picture of the Princess. keeping the rest] Thanks a lot. going through his clothes laid over the chair. retrieving a piece of paper. NEWSMAN. accompanied by a picture of the Princess. shut up. hurriedly paying the driver. Hello. half-asleep. angrily] Come in. JOE. ripping off a piece and giving it to her. reaching for a phone on a desk. A machine types out the following bulletin: "A SPECIAL EMBASSY BULLETIN REPORTS THE SUDDEN ILLNESS OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS ANN. JOE [taking a mouthful as he shuts the door behind him. borrowing a drink of her coffee as she holds it]. The pleasure's mine. SECRETARY. [He knocks on the door behind the secretary].stirs slightly after the disturbance. Just coming to work? . [Ann makes annoyed noises as she buries herself back into the pillow] Oh. with a questioning "hmmm?"] eleven forty-five. and shaking it. Hi. muttering as he goes to get undressed] Ah. Mr. looking out the window as the sunlight streams in. walking to Hennessy's desk] You've been looking for me? HENNESSY. HENNESSY [from inside. has an article. looking through the morning papers. As the clock continues to ring he rises in bed. in Italian. honey. and then marches confidently into the office. looking down onto the street several stories down to see Joe getting out of a taxi. [He puts the pillow on the other end of the bed. Joe. Joe braces himself. exchanging a worried glance with the secretary. ANN [muttering] So happy. [He takes some bread from her desk. A clock in the city strikes 12 noon. SECRETARY.
HENNESSY [mouth open] You've already been to the interview? JOE. well. just routine. Tell me. I just got back. Two. tell me: did she answer all the questions on the list? JOE. HENNESSY. these royal kids. JOE [trying to get away again] Nah. all my apologies. of course she did. . they've got a lot more on the ball than we suspect. JOE. I picked up mine last night.. eleven forty-five. The er. JOE [turning to leave] 'S alright... HENNESSY. me? HENNESSY. sure. HENNESSY. [Rummaging through his pockets] I've got 'em right here. remarkable. HENNESSY. this is very interesting. Naturally she thought that the indirect would not be as. not right away. She did? JOE [seeing the need to flesh it out. JOE. Youth. well.two effects.. leaning against the desk in thought] Well. That is. she thought that there'd be. I have a copy here. well. Well. JOE. Later on. that was a shrewd observation! They fool you you know. Well. The Princess. She thought it was just fine.. HENNESSY. Er. HENNESSY.direct.. direct and the. somewhere. Well.JOE [innocently] Who. [Taking another mouthful]. We start our days at eight-thirty in this office.. HENNESSY [stopping him] Er.as the direct. of course. HENNESSY. HENNESSY. well.. don't disturb yourself. Well. What assignment was that? JOE. Oh. nobody knows. [Looking at the piece of paper] How did Her Highness react to the idea of a European Federation? JOE. we pick up our assignments-. well.indirect. [Looking at the paper again] How did she feel about the future friendship of nations? JOE.
what was she wearing? JOE [he pauses blankly] Oh. I think you described it very well. that's the one (HENNESSY [smiling. put to bed with a high fever. Did you say she was wearing gray? JOE. Mr. HENNESSY. what's the matter. I didn't say that. HENNESSY. In view of the fact that you just left her. and has had all her appointments for today cancelled en toto! JOE [helplessly] En toto? HENNESSY. Yes. it was a. I overslept. Mr.HENNESSY. Oh well. Yep? JOE. no. Oh. getting up off the desk again] Er. is it a little warm in here for you? JOE [walking back to the front of the desk] No. it has a gold collar-.. of course. I think I know the dress you mean. the youth of the world must lead the way to a better. yeah. [sliding it back] original.) Yeah. Bradley: en toto.. alright. JOE. by the way. HENNESSY. If you ever get up early enough to read a morning paper you might discover little news events [pointing to the article in the paper]-little items of general interest [Joe looks at the paper and stares at the picture of the Princess-the same woman as . standing up dramatically]-In view of the fact that Her Highness was taken violently ill at three o'clock this morning. It can happen to anybody! HENNESSY. Er. HENNESSY.. you mean what did she have on? HENNESSY [chuckling] Well. JOE. HENNESSY. sitting back in agreement] That's it. Alright. er [nervously walking around the desk. That's the one. [Joe nervously adjusts his collar. I didn't know exactly how to describe it but that's it. Bradley [picking up a paper]: all over the front page of every newspaper in Rome! [he hands him the paper]. But here it is.kind of a gray. with a story of these dimensions. er.[he nervously slides a piece of Hennessy's desk equipment a few inches] world. she usually wears gray. naturally. that's usually what it means. [His expression changes as he sits forward. I just hurried over here. JOE [swallows audibly] Certainly pretty hard to swallow. She felt that. Well. Oh.. JOE. HENNESSY. sitting on the corner]. No. Hmm-hmm.
Hennessy] Am I fired? HENNESSY. Now. Giovanni. Mr. GIOVANNI [amused] A-ha! Say. smiling. Mr. carrying the paper]-you'll know you're fired! [Joe walks to the other end of the newsroom.. stopping. A gun? No! JOE. Mr.asleep. listen. Joe Bradley. you're not fired. An old man. sits down at the desk in his caretaker's room. [He walks to the door as Joe looks back and forth. listen carefully: I want you to hurry up to my place and see if there's somebody there. Yes. reassuringly. Take a good look at her [Joe closes his eyes in disbelief]: you might be interviewing her again some day! JOE [looking at Mr. Joe. He strides back into Mr. impatiently. it's Joe Bradley.in his apartment but in a regal gown. closing it carefully behind him and dials the wall-phone in the small foyer. Giovanni. necklace and tiara] that might prevent you in the future from getting immersed in such a gold-plated. Joe opens the other door. [some Italian] you wait. GIOVANNI. A few moments later Giovanni walks back to his desk. Shaking his head. Ok. Someone comes in from the front door and Joe watches him nervously until the man goes into the office. Hennessy's office. He sits down] Mr. a knife-anything! But nobody goes in and nobody goes out! Capito? GIOVANNI. [pointing to the picture] that is the Princess. triple-decked. I would try some other line of business-like mattress testing. picking up the phone. puzzled. No. JOE [he looks up. Bradley.. It isn't Annie Oakley. stealing another look at the paper. star-spangled lies as you have just told me! [As Joe continues to stare at the picture. The secretary looks up. JOE.. yeah. [Some Italian]. Joe? JOE [almost shouting] Yeah! [Repeating. Yes. quietly] Er. [He hangs up. yeah. Joe: I look. or Madame Chiang Kai-Shek. Hennessy's office. tell me. seeing that Joe has left the office] The man's mad. Dorothy Lamour. very relieved] Giovanni: I love you. Yes. Now. open-mouthed] If I was you. . Is this the Princess? HENNESSY. JOE. puts it in his pocket and walks back into the newsroom on his way to Mr. getting up to obey Joe's instructions]. When I wanna fire you you won't have to ask! [Joe looks back and forth and walks straight out of the office. tell me! GIOVANNI. yeah. and Joe gestures to her. He greets Joe in Italian.. Bellisimo. a gun.
You still here? JOE [walking over he leans on the side of his desk] How much would a real interview with this dame be worth? HENNESSY. JOE. but if I did. [Joe walks to the door. her innermost thoughts as revealed to your own correspondent in a [leaning over Mr. Dollars. HENNESSY [shaking his head. personal. Are you referring to Her Highness? JOE.. But. JOE [pausing. With pictures.)-How much? HENNESSY. . Oh. waking Mr. you realise. JOE. Dorothy Lamour. I know. JOE. exclusive [in a loud whisper] interview. er. You said five grand? I want you to [presents his hand] shake on that. of course. stopping him] Ah. huh? I didn't think you'd like it. just a plain talk about world conditions.HENNESSY. walks back over] Love angle too. Hennessy's desk. HENNESSY. [Hennessy shakes his hand]. firmly] Come here! [Joe. opening it and slamming it shut. Yep. or Madame. closer and closer] private. Her Highness is in bed today and leaves for Athens tomorrow. I'm talking about her views on everything: [dramatically. satisfied. I'm not referring to Annie (& HENNESSY [repeating his words. HENNESSY [as Joe rushes off to the door impatiently. thinking] Could be. as if waking. What do you care? you've got about as much chance of getting-. JOE. Practically all love angle. it might be worth two hundred and fifty. overtaking him] Oakley. Hennessy from his daze]. Bradley-if you are sober-just how are you going to obtain this fantastic interview? JOE [confidentially] I plan to enter her sick room disguised as a thermometer. I suppose? JOE. tell me Mr.. [Hennessy looks at him open-mouthed. That particular story would be worth five grand to any news service. Dollars? HENNESSY. walking over to the front of Hennessy's desk] 'The Private and Secret Longings [pointing to the layout of an imagined heading in the air] of a Princess'. Her views on clothes of course would be worth a lot more-maybe a thousand. how much would it be worth? HENNESSY. How much? HENNESSY. in a kind of daze] Can't use it..
Joe: er. Huh? JOE. leaning on the desk] I'm gonna win that money and with it I'm gonna buy me a one way ticket back to New York! HENNESSY. you're into me for about five hundred.] Outside Joe's apartment. nobody is come. Swell! thanks a lot. I just wanna see what time it is. copying the actions of a sentry. [Laughing] Why. That's . you poor sucker. [Joe pauses then shakes. [Giovanni responds in agreement in Italian]. leading him to the side] How would you like to make some money? GIOVANNI. He goes after them. [He is about to go into his apartment but stops. JOE. And when I'm in a real newsroom I'll enjoy thinking about you. er-[puts the paper away] It's a deal! HENNESSY. Giovanni? GIOVANNI [reassuring him. Yeah. [raises his right hand.. when you lose this bet you'll owe me a thousand. I'll practically own you! JOE. Go on. but that's all over. Giovanni paces outside the door. [Putting his arm round him.. proudly] Listen here. turning to Giovanni] Oh er. shouting and laughing. sitting here with an empty leash in your hands and nobody to twitch for you! HENNESSY [stopping Joe. Now I'd [offering his hand] you to shake. HENNESSY. Oh. You have practically owned me for a couple of years now. GIOVANNI [as Joe arrives at the top] What's your problem? JOE. who stops in the doorway to face him] So long. er. Er. playfully batting one of them on the head with his newspaper.HENNESSY. now I'd like to make a little side-bet with you: five hundred says you don't come up with the story. Everything ok. A crowd of children sitting on the stairwell make fun of him. [Joe leaves. telling them off and they back away. [Joe takes out the paper. As the children sit back down on the stairs Joe enters the open door leading outside and walks up the stairs. a gun strapped to him. his finger and thumb in an 'O'] Peachy. go on-I'll love to hear you whine! JOE. absolutely nobody. unfolding it and taking a good look at the front page again] What are you lookin' at that for? JOE. [As Hennessy continues laughing. Giovanni. Money? JOE. Hennessy laughs and Joe smiles with him] Now. Ah. nobody is go. let's see. carefully avoiding the children. what day it is.
laying her down gently. I know. He is about to put her down but sees that she is holding her the wrong way.. He shuts the door quietly. Hmm? So many things. You owing me tomorrow's rent (JOE.the stuff. smoothing out the sheets then walks back around to Princess Ann. He holds the picture up beside her but her hand still partially covers her face. GIOVANNI [suspiciously] Double my money? JOE. Yeah.er. So many-). I need a little investment capital to swing the deal. excitedly putting the newspaper back in his pocket. He sits down beside her and moves a lock of her out of the way to get a better view of her face. then slides his arms under her head and legs and carries her-blankets included-around to the other side of the bed. Is there anything you want? ANN. Looking back anxiously at the Princess he goes back in. He stands above her. [Some Italian] no! JOE [pointing his paper at him] Tomorrow.) and you want me to lend you money? (JOE. you'll be sorry! Joe goes through his front door. Tell the good doctor everything. I know. putting it around his neck. He tickles her hand and she moves it restlessly. fastening the chain across. He leans closer to her: JOE [quietly] Your Highness? [She stirs with a "Mmmm-mmmmm"]. Now look. Now. oh. looking at her face then looking again at the newspaper picture to compare them. He replaces the pillow in its proper place. JOE. Well. JOE [not sure what to do] Hmm? [Playing along. He stands up. All of a sudden he hears police sirens sound outside and stops for a moment. GIOVANNI [says some Italian]. seeing Princess Ann still asleep in his bed. Yeah well. picks up the pillow with one hand and puts it at the other end of the bed.. still holding her.. I know. Seeing the alarm clock on the cupboard missing he picks it up from the bed and replaces it. ANN [stirring slightly] Dear Doctor Bonnachoven. not wanting to disturb her] Oh. sighing] Yes. I've got a sure thing: double your money back in two days. what is it? Joe sits up in delight.) [Emphatically] No. She continues sleeping as he goes over to the window and looks down at the street at some police cars coming into view around a corner.. and walks around the bed. yes. also. sure. I-. much better. then. . Joe stands looking at her for a moment then moves round to the other side of the bed-the side she is facing lying down. er. Your Royal Highness? ANN [turning to her other side. the fact of her identity passing through his mind. if you'll just lend me a little cash. you're fine. Yes? well tell the doctor (ANN. He carefully picks up her left arm.
I'm afraid I don't know anybody by that name. what did you dream? [Holding her wrist as a doctor might]. seeing the plumbing visible in the corner-quite different to the ornamentation of the Embassy bedchamber. Lying faceup. this is what is laughingly known as my apartment. ANN [concerned. ANN. Yes? Well. JOE. ANN [she starts. in a low. worried tone] Where's Doctor Bonnachoven? JOE [unbothered] Er. Joe leans against the cupboard at the foot of the bed. er. I dreamt I was asleep on the street and. spreading her arm] Mmmmm.. Thank you [he smiles back. then opens them again. her expression becoming severe as she stares at him. feeling herself beneath the sheets] Have.did you lose something? ANN [smiling. rising suddenly] Did you bring me here by force? . ANN [reassured] Quite safe for me to sit up. Well. JOE. JOE [cheerfully] Good morning. young man came and he was tall and strong and-[screwing her face up] he was so mean to me. smiling.ANN [without opening her eyes. feels under the sheets for her pyjama bottoms. I dreamt and I dreamt. stretching a little.have I had an accident? JOE. Yeah. She looks at him all the while. Er. Ann. ANN. Then she looks at Joe standing over her. Mmmm.. JOE. not fully trusting of him]. ANN [suddenly frightened. suppressing her anxiety] W-would you be so kind as tell me w-where I am? JOE. No. relieved] No. [bending down to her] perfect [he lifts her pillow back and helps her sit up.. [Politely. She looks down at her pyjamas then to Joe] Are these yours? He nods. She opens her arms. He was? [He lets her arm down]. not quite awake yet. did. huh? JOE.. suddenly panicked. 'Fraid not. she looks at the ceiling. stirring in the bed. ANN. She closes her eyes. [Blissfully. leaning against it. No. ANN [puzzled] Wasn't I talking to him just now? JOE. putting her arm over her eyes] It was wonderful.
thinking. JOE [hurrying to reassure her] Oh. JOE. but er. ANN. Joe Bradley. No.. JOE. JOE. JOE. Have I been here all night. I. thank you very much [he sits down on the bed instead. After a moment.you may call me Anya.alone? JOE [smiling] If you don't count me.. rising to go to the table] Would you like a cup of coffee? ANN. Oh no. What's your name? ANN [she pauses. about one thirty. What time is it? JOE. ANN [seriously] So I've spent the night here-with you. .. no.. ANN [panicked] One thirty! [Jumping out of bed towards the door] I must get dressed and go! [remembering. Bradley.JOE. JOE [casually.I don't know if I'd use those words exactly. continuing to prepare the coffee] Why? what's your hurry?-there's lots of time. Trouble? [Smiling] You're not what I'd call trouble. [As he goes in to turn on the taps on the bath. now. well.. laughs. You don't know how delighted I am to meet you. Well. holding them to her chest. Ann looks down. she pulls back her legs. yes. ANN [gesturing to the chair to her left] You may sit down. from a certain angle. ANN. ANN. Oh.I've been quite enough trouble to you as it is. ANN [presenting her hand] How do you do? JOE [shaking her hand] How do you do? ANN. reassured that everything is alright afterall. she grabs the blankets to cover herself].. there isn't and I've. And you are? JOE. Anya. ANN [pleased] I'm not? JOE [going to the bathroom door] I'll run a bath for you. Ann picks up her clothes from the floor near the bathroom door. yes. [smiling] quite the contrary. Delighted. stalling] Er. Thank you. looking back at him like a frightened gazelle]. no. [Cheerfully.
in Italian.After laying a towel out on the floor next to the bath he comes back out. Irving. muttering a disdainful "Ah!" at the sight of the bed in a mess. pulling the towel up. in a lower tone to the phone] I'm busy now and I'm meeting Francesca at Rocca's in a half an hour and-. I'm busy. [Looking up where the model is. What kind of a scoop. held by a model who sits on the upper level of the studio. It's front page stuff. Ann walks to the bathroom. hands on hips. shutting the door. if he can use the phone. Irving: can you get over here in about five minutes? IRVING [sitting back. He is lying on his back holding a camera. Joe. that's all I can tell you. one word in the wrong quarter and this whole thing might blow sky-high. She emits a scream of surprise at the intrusion. Ann tries to excuse herself in Italian. Honey?-the canoe. trying to put his leg down to untie the string as she playfully pulls at the rod] Gimme a little slack. as the charwoman stands in the doorway. revealing Ann just getting out of the bath. the model dangles the line around his head] Oh no. gesturing with his arm to her to go in] There you are. waving . turning round to go through the door. covered in a towel. then quickly turning around so as to be able to see him as she shuts the door behind her. carrying a bucket and mop. [To the model. this is Joe. Joe goes over to the door and in trying to open it gently. but it's a big story and it's got to have pictures! IRVING. [Pulling himself off his back] Oh. next to a tub filled with water which produces a ripple effect on the ceiling. [To the model. her legs sticking out through the balcony. keeping him in front of herself. Joe thanks him then dials. IRVING [aiming his camera] Here we go now. He asks one of the men. covering the mouthpiece of the phone] Go on. He undoes the chain and goes out and down the steps. Oh no-[playfully biting at the end of the line] Joe: I'm up to my ears in work. Joe. get into your next outfit. will you. She puts them down inside and closes the door. Look. I can't come now. Joe goes into a workshop full of people working on sculptures. She walks to the window and opens the curtains. As he waits for the phone to be answered Joe takes out the paper to look at the picture again. will ya? [He answers the phone] Pronto? JOE [impatiently] Irving! why won't you answer the phone? [Calmer] Look. [He takes the picture] There you are. But I can't come now. forgets the chain and causes a noise. but the charwoman will have none of it and orders her outside. On his leg is attached a piece of string which runs up to a fishing rod. As soon as the door shuts. that does it. I can't talk over the telephone. Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom she rushes over and opens the door. I'm busy. It might be political ro it might be a sensational scandal-I'm not sure which. The phone rings in Irving Radovich's studio. Joe? JOE. A charwoman enters Joe's apartment.
There you are! [She turns to meet him]. I can find the place. think nothing of it. ANN [as she goes out she turns to shake his hand] Goodbye. CHARWOMAN. he doesn't see Ann-only his empty apartment tidied and the bed made. Bradley. JOE [shaking her hand] Goodbye. JOE. I was looking at all the people out here. How about some breakfast? ANN. finding Princess Ann looking out over the city. ANN. It was very considerate of you-[motioning to the ottoman] you must have been awfully uncomfortable on that couch. seriously] I must go. JOE. She walks down the stairs and he goes . ANN. ANN. It is. that's alright. it has its moments. Oh. No capito-don't understand. I'll go along with you. [Seeing her unsure about which way to go he points to the way out] Oh: go right through there and down all the steps. JOE. Mr. Looking around. thank you. That's alright. I haven't time. no-do it all the time. Yeah. Must be a pretty important date to run off without eating. [Smiling. [She smiles as he turns to open the door]. JOE [walking her back to the apartment] Well. ANN. Hmm? ANN. Don't understand? [Ann runs back to the bathroom and the charwoman mutters more Italian after her]. wherever you are going. JOE. ANN [she turns to him. No. Capito? ANN. JOE. I can give you a running commentary on each apartment. JOE. [They walk back inside] Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed. JOE. I'm sorry.her finger at Ann and strongly reprimanding her in Italian. CHARWOMAN. I only waited to say goodbye. looking around the buildings] It must be fun to live in a place like this. Joe runs up the stairwell and goes into his apartment. Goodbye?-But we've only just met. He realises the balcony door is open and goes out into the sun.
dodging a motorbike as she arrives from a side-street. Ann stops and turns to run back up. As Ann stops to look at a stall Joe has to back off. Joe's vendor persists and Joe finally buys the . ANN. exchanging glances with Giovanni. He runs back inside and out his front door. JOE [laughing as they stop on the steps] Well. Ah. ANN. Villa Marguta. you didn't have any last night did you? ANN. fifty-one. thank you. Yes. yeah. fifty-one. Well.back inside and shuts the door.I. watched by Giovanni. and is instantly targetted by the nearest vendor who offers him some of his huge melons. reassuring him] Tomorrow.) that way? [Repeating to himself. [She walks down the steps]. tomorrow. momentarily intimidated. small world. JOE [as he reaches for his money he sees Giovanni watching] How much-[looking back up at Giovanni. How much have you got? JOE. taking her time. As Ann reaches the bottom he heads down after her. Goodbye. I don't know how much I need. ANN.I almost forgot: can you lend me some money? JOE [as Giovanni appears in the window of the building overlooking the steps. er [looks quickly up at Giovanni]. Part-way down the outside steps. It's about a dollar and a half. then pays the woman vendor for them. running to follow her almost runs into her. double my money. [Smiling] Joe Bradley. that's right. opposite them] Oh. Well. walking out to the balcony again. Villa Marguta. but then venturing out confidently as she enjoys the bustle of the city around her. more interested in keeping an eye on Ann who tries on a pair of shoes at the stall. Well. running between the people in order to keep within sight.I'll arrange for it to be sent back to you. Oh. I. tomorrow. Ann goes through the outside door. eh? You tell me you want double my money (JOE [waving his hand up at him. He follows her into a market as Ann wanders along. just enjoying herself. watched from above by Joe as she walks away. suppose we just split this fifty-fifty: here's a thousand lira. Joe. Mmm. Joe watches her from the top of the steps. ANN. What is your address? JOE. A thousand?! Can you really spare all that? JOE. Ann walks out onto the busy city street.. She walks past several vendors offering her their goods. after Joe has walked past] Eh. Joe peers down the street after her. He shakes his head at him. GIOVANNI. Er. She looks out fascinated at all the activity.. uncomfortably] how much was it that you wanted? ANN. tomorrow.
Just cut? [Takes the scissors from his hair] Well then. off. looking out at the Fontana di Trevi: a magnificent facade ornamented with statues. MARIO DELANI.[wipes . MARIO DELANI [speaking rather hesitant English] What a wonderful er.. MARIO DELANI [impatiently] Where? ANN [she holds her hair at the shoulders] There. So. She appears disappointed at the way she looks in the mirror and. stopping outside a salon to look at the drawings of hairstyles in the window which surround a mirror. MARIO DELANI [pulling apart her hair to see her] Are you sure? ANN [impatiently] Yes. Even more. All off. Inside the hair salon Ann sits on one of the seats in front of the large mirror. still holding his melon. Just cut.) Joe goes outside. working his way round] Off! off. her hair covering her face. MARIO DELANI [he turns he round in the chair. ANN. Ann sits in the salon still. after smiling at the hair of someone who walks past. so? [he holds the hair at a certain length]. More. holding up her long hair as the hairdresser (Mario Delani) fastens the cover around her. Higher. Miss? ANN [emphatically] I'm quite sure. taking her hair in his hand] All off? ANN. hair you have. MARIO DELANI. Here? ANN. MARIO DELANI. [As he cuts her locks off. thank you. cut. (MARIO DELANI [uncomfortable as he starts cutting off her long hair] Off. carrying the melon. Joe walks up the the shop. There. looking round. decides to go inside. ANN. [He asks her something in Italian]. MARIO DELANI. Joe peers in them through the beaded curtain. which at once quietens him down. fronted by a pool. smiling when he sees where she has gone. Higher? [He holds the hair further up] Here? ANN. [Snapping his scissors nervously] Are you sure. then walks away down the street.. he follows Ann down to another street where she stops. er. MARIO DELANI [dropping her hair back over her face] Yes. Ann continues down the street that runs beside the fountain.melon off him. thank you.
Their teacher comes over. taking out her money] But. He approaches one who carries a camera.. the hairdresser jerks her head back to the centre to get a better view]. In the salon someone sweeps the hair up off the floor. Off! [He stands to the side of her as they both study the end result as Ann moves her head slightly from side to side. hmm? Cool? ANN [turning her head to the side. as another person speaks on the phone.his forehead with his arm]. He lets go of the camera as the teacher leads the student away. Go. Ah. it's my camera. SCHOOLGIRL 2 [trying to resist him] No. engrossed in her. but. It's perfect. it's cool. [As she looks in the mirror] Now. MARIO DELANI. your friend: I think they not recognise you. Thank you. Joe finds a public phone down the street opposite the fountain. touching up the ends. . it's just what I wanted... Grazzi. ANN. Joe sees a group of American schoolgirls. goes over to one of them. aha? Painter. Oh. maybe? You artist. SCHOOLGIRL 1 [calling out. why you not come dancing tonight with me? You should see. it's nice. just for a couple of minutes. MARIO DELANI [as the hairdresser turns her round from side to side.. you don't mind if I just borrow it. then holds his head in his hand. JOE [gently coaxing her to get a look at the camera] That's a nice little camera you have there. seeing a group of children playing on the statue. Then. in Italian.. playing with the ends] Yes. romantico! It's very. the hairdresser cuts of the last lock of her hair. very.? I know: you model! [She smiles. MARIO DELANI. hah? ANN. studying his melon. [As Ann gets up. Er. Mario Delani is combing her hair. I wish I could. passing his melon to a boy. You musician. Please. MARIO DELANI [says some Italian] Finito. do you? [He tries to coax it off her but the strap is around her neck]. playing and talking around the fountain. Now. looking in the mirror] Y-y-you be nice without long hair. putting her hand up] Miss Weber! JOE. embarrassed.. it's so nice: it's on a boat on the Tibérine. Tiber-the river by Saint Angelo[dramatically] moonlight. Back in the salon. Outside. flattered] Model. it's. MARIO DELANI. Joe waits impatiently. you come? ANN. She looks down at something but. I'll give it back. looking over Joe darkly. Mmmm. MARIO DELANI [disappointed] Oh.[his English vocab runs out] very. music.
ANN. [He bends down to scoop up her icecream. No. He keeps a safe distance as she waits for a gap in the traffic. [Some Italian]. ANN. ICECREAM SELLER [calling after her] Senorina. he takes the flowers back] I'm sorry. ANN [taking her icecream] Thank you.ANN. all of this watched by Joe from the opposite side of the street]. eh? [Some Italian]. handing her the flowers. She walks up to an icecream vendor nearby. Thank you. Er. eagerly trying to make the sell. stopping to look. showing it to him. [He replies further. I've really no money. Joe. Dancing on river-remember: Saint Angelo. She passes by a shop window. FLOWER MAN [speaks some Italilan. speaking more Italian]. No. watching from across the square.. Feeling sorry for her. the flower man pulls a flower out and gives it to her. MARIO DELANI [as she leaves he rushes out the door after her] Ah. [Hands her her change. A flower seller catches her attention as she walks past. . thank you very much. I'm sorry. ANN. er. If you come. MARIO DELANI [as she leaves] Goodbye. I'll be there. telling her in Italian that she can keep it. [She pays him the money]. [Standing in the doorway as she turns to him] After nine o'clock. Oh! grazzi. I don't think they will! [She gives him the money]. She walks away. speaking some Italian]. MARIO DELANI. No? ANN. you will me most pretty of all girl! ANN [she smiles. senorina. dashing across. Look [she reaches for her money. sees her leave and follows her. if you no. Joe follows her down the street towards the Spanish Steps.five thousand lira! ANN [trying to hand them back] No money. [Speaks in Italian. presenting him with some money.. FLOWER MAN. in Italian]. Oh. She shakes his hand in thanks but he waves his hand. FLOWER MAN. surprised and flattered] Thank you. [unsure of the word] Gelato? ICECREAM SELLER [nodding] Gelato. and seeing her reflection checks her new hair. Goodbye. She offers him her money but he waves his hand. licking her icecream. presenting her with some flowers] It is [some Italian] beautiful lady. Reluctantly. ANN.
JOE.. Do you like it? JOE [Sitting down beside her] Yeah. [She walks away]. JOE. I see. Well. Yes. it were only meant to be for an hour or two. Weeell. the whole day long! [She laughs]. out of view. you don't just run away from school for nothing.. behind her. rubbing her hands clean] Now I'd better get a taxi and go back. I'd. I.. realising] Oh. So that was your mysterious appointment? ANN. and walking past her. and then walks across the width of the steps. Bradley: I have a confession to make. from school. unsure] It may be another hour. JOE. They gave me something last night to make me sleep. and look in shop windows. Yes. Oh. smiling] Yes. walk in the rain! . Mr. Confession? ANN. ANN. Like what? ANN. you can't imagine. I'd like to do just whatever I'd like. Mr. JOE. grazzi. JOE. look: before you do. No.ANN [thanking him] Grazzi. licking her icecream. Well. nothing like that.. [looking down to the street] I'd like to sit at a sidewalk cafe. it's you! ANN [looking up at him. very much. I could do some of the things I've always wanted to. You mean. ANN [looking down at the street she finishes her icecream. JOE [he smiles. and I'd. ran away last night. JOE [enthusiastically] Live dangerously: take the whole day! ANN. JOE. Joe runs up the opposite side. Bradley! JOE [looking at her hair] Or is it? ANN. JOE.. Oh. looks round pretending that he has just noticed her. why don't you take a little time for yourself? ANN [shaking her head. As Joe watches her from across the street she sits down on one of the ornamentations which divide the width of the steps. He walks down the steps towards her. Well. things like having your hair cut? Eating gelato? ANN.. what was the matter: trouble with the teacher? ANN.
JOE.. er. bows then leaves]. and maybe some excitement. ANN [smiling] It's a pact.. Tell you what: why don't we do all those thingstogether. Joe and Ann sit at a table at Rocca's. it was. slightly taken aback at her extravagance. to the waiter walking past] Er. JOE. WAITER [bending down. commerierie*. The last was my father's anniversary. [He says something in Italian]. does it? JOE. ANN [playfully] But you'll want to do a lot of silly things.. please. JOE. ANN. It's great. ANN. Work? [Standing up] No! Today's gonna be a holiday.[hesitating] the fortieth anniversary of umm. It doesn't seem much to you. er. Must be quite a life you have in that school-champagne for lunch. Wedding? ANN. Only on special occasions.the day he got his job. JOE [taking her hand] Don't I? First wish: one sidewalk cafe. setting off down the steps] Rocca's. leaning closer. playfully] Well. But don't you have to work? JOE. JOE [pausing. senor? JOE.. Joe sits watching as she eats a bread roll. Well.. watching the traffic go past.. coming right up-I know just the place: [he gently pulls her up. JOE. what would you like to drink? ANN [casually] Champagne. inbetween Joe and Ann] [Italian]. [The waiter acknowledges in Italian. champagne [Italian] for the senorina and er. Champagne. er. For instance? ANN. I'll tell you what: you don't tell your folks and I won't tell mine. Now. What would they say if they knew I'd spent the night in your room? JOE [he looks around self-consciously.[Joe looks at the blue sky doubtfully] Have fun. What'll the people at school say when they see your new haircut? ANN [laughing] They'll have a fit. . JOE. cold coffee for me. No.
JOE.. what do you know about that. er. cautiously] Well. Oh. ANN. Well. holding the straw in her mouth. I'm er. this is a very good friend of mine. turning to her] Er. Really? how interesting. He smiles at Ann who laughs. playing with the straw] Yes.public relations.. JOE. JOE.. you know? Chemicals-stuff like that. Forty years on the job. What is your work? JOE [now he stammers nervously] Oh. very pleased with herself. ANN. looks up at it.. stands up. chemicals. Does he? ANN. relaxing. Well. Uh-huh. JOE [as the waiter delivers the drinks] Uh-huh. I wouldn't care for it. that's hard work.. JOE. pull up a chair. Joe looks up as it flies over the table. blows the wrapper off. fertilizer. Why doesn't he quit? ANN. JOE [after they drink] It's alright? ANN [sitting back in her chair. thank you. [Probing her further] What does he do? ANN [thinking. am I glad to see you. here's to his health then. well. [Ann is somewhat unconvinced then.. ANN [the waiter places a straw by her wine glass] You know: that's what everybody says. Yes. IRVING [jokingly] Why.. What do you sell? JOE [he looks blank for a moment then. Irving . did you forget your wallet? JOE [without laughing] Er. I've. people in that line of work almost never do quitunless it's actually unhealthy for them to continue. Irving. putting the straw in her mouth. shaking Irving's hand as he comes over] Irving! Well. on hearing a horse in the street passing by. Er.heard him complain about it. Aren't you gonna introduce me? JOE. Joe looks up. yes.. in the selling game. IRVING. ANN. brightly.mostly you might call it.JOE. sit down with us here.
He stands up angry as Ann tries to dry him with a napkin]. Tell me. just till Fransesca gets here. Confused. M-.) and it means er. pulling up a chair from the next table to use] Oh. ANN.. I'd like to have heard that. IRVING [playfully. er. anybody who has a great deal of charm. IRVING. er. Sit down. ANN.. I guess I'll be going. IRVING [sitting down] Hey. Smith. shrugging] Cousins. [Ann presents her hand to him. er. Er. don't do a thing like that. waiter. they shake] Anya: Irving. (IRVING [to the waiter as he passes] Oh. I'm the same rank as [Joe starts coughing. ANN. ANN. join us.) American term and er. Irving nods to Joe. holding his glass closer to Irving] Joe only I'm a photo-[Joe spills his glass over Irving. hiya Smithy. IRVING [to Ann. Oh. Mr. impressed at her manner]. Irving stands up] Well er. responding with a questioning Hmm?].) It's an (IRVING.Radovich. They greet him with a "Ciao". ciao. What do you do? IRVING. what is a ringer? JOE. (IRVING. [pacifying him] join us. [Irving is about to question Joe when two women walk past: one puts a hand on his shoulder and the other runs her hand through his hair as they walk past. Yeah. please. IRVING [still holding her hand] Anya. anybody tell you you're a dead ringer for-[Joe kicks him in the leg. IRVING [not sure] Well er. JOE. Whiskey. er. join us. Bradley's just been telling me all about his work. IRVING [smiling back at them] Er. Oh. Mmm. In pain] Oh! [Joe secretly points a finger to Ann. under the table. interjecting before Irving can speak] Thank you. [Politely. ANN. Irving.? ANN. Radovich: er. ANN [politely] Charmed [she looks at Joe a little nervously as he puts the chair down next to her. . IRVING [again polite] You're welcome. Mr. [Irving's look turns to puzzlement.].
Sit down. here's your drink right now.I. IRVING [pushing his arms away] Never mind I got a bad sprain. Irving.. please sit down. I almost hurt myself?! Joe.JOE. Irving. looking between Ann and Joe] If it. IRVING [going with him willingly] Well. Oh.. remembering his manners. IRVING [to Joe] Look. pretending to examine his neck] . .got a bad sprain there. I didn't slip! JOE [leading him away from Ann. [Pausing. JOE [trying to communicate to Irving what can't say aloud] Justjust be a little more careful not to spill. I'm awfully sorry.). I'm sorry. Two men help him up. I. JOE [motioning to the cafe building] You'd better go in here and get it fixed up. Joe. Yes. unsure about trusting him]. but your drink's just here. IRVING. JOE. huh? Here's hopin' for the best. JOE [as he and Ann rush over to help] You slipped. Me?! JOE [with a half-laugh] Yeah. you know.I'd swear that-[Joe kicks his chair back and Irving falls to the ground. IRVING [to Ann] Where did you find this looney? [Smiling at her. Irving! IRVING [barely keeping his manners] W-w-wha-? What are you-? JOE. yeah.. muttering words in Italian]. I'm sorry about that. I can take a hint! [Bowing and smiling. take it easy [Irving looks at Joe. IRVING [sitting down] You're t-[pausing to wipe the chair dry] You're twisting my arm. IRVING [as they pull him up] Thanks. if it wasn't for that hair. presenting his hand to Ann] I'll see you around. Yes. Slipped?-you almost hurt yourself that time! IRVING [losing control] I slipped?! (JOE. holding his glass up to her] You're ok. that's a good fellow [the waiter puts down Irving's drink and leaves] (Something*). Ann screams in shock. I'd like to-. ANN. Spill?! Who's been doin' the spilling? JOE. IRVING. here's to you.. You. Irving.
[Pulling him down into a seat. don't we? . IRVING [counting in his head] . What's that got to do with it? JOE. his arm around Irving's shoulder as if he needs help] Will you excuse us for a minute? ANN [standing helpless] Yes. now you shake. this is my story.seven. as Irving continues to argue. of course.I'm so sorry. You're in for twenty-five percent of the take. IRVING [musing] 'The Princess Goes Slumming'. IRVING [pausing a moment] Ok.. Yeah. five. as Irving tries to pull his arm away] Listen: what would you do for five grand? IRVING [he ceases struggling] Five grand? JOE. Have you got it? IRVING. speaking in a low tone] Now. IRVING. now wait. lend me thirty thousand.. what are you tryin' to do? now take your hands off-! JOE [as they reach a private corner in the cafe] Have you got your letter? IRVING. Joe leads him to the back of the cafe. JOE. IRVING. Now wait. walking to the door. look. Joe. Irving. now. I gotta protect it! IRVING. And it takes five 'g'? JOE. We got to entertain her. holding him around the shoulders. Minimum-Henessey shook hands on it. you gonna buy the crown jewels? JOE. that's. just a minute. Yeah! but what are you tryin' to do to me? JOE [firmly. reaching for a chair himself and sitting down. IRVING. Look. she doesn't know who I am or what I do.that's fifteen hundred dollars! JOE [sternly] It's twelve-fifty.JOE [back to Ann. She's out there now drinking champagne that I can't pay for. JOE [shaking his hand as they stand up] Ok. let-. She's really the-? JOE [looking around anxiously] Ssssh! [Quietly] Your tin-types are gonna make this little epic twice as valuable. Thirty th-? That's fifty bucks. I dug it up. I.
turning a tiny wheel on the top. taking out some money]. IRVING [moving his chair round slightly to be more in front of Ann] Stretch my legs a little. [he says something in Italian to the waiter. There.. Ssh. IRVING [as Joe sits. observing the waiter who clears the table.[he flicks a switch on the lighter. er. hot princess! JOE. now where's your lighter? [Irving pulls it out] Let's go to work. IRVING [laughing] That's right: nothing to it. what's the verdict. smoking in school. Yes. Irving. Your first cigarette. Well. you want in on this deal or don't you? IRVING [his gives him the money] This I want back Saturday. here. ANN [hearing them come back out. gizmo works [he lights Ann's cigarette and she puffs].. JOE [to the waiter at the next table] Er.. Irving and Joe walk out of the cafe and back to the table where Ann sits drinking her champagne. JOE [knowingly to Irving] Your very first? ANN.. Joe fixed it.. would you care for a cigarette? ANN. Joe: we can't go running around town with a. hmm? IRVING. yeah. commerierie. Mm-hm. After a pause he switches the lighter on]. ok? ANN [she takes the cigarette out. offering her a cigarette from a packet] Er. er. JOE. Huh? ANN [to Irving] Your ear. exchanging smiles with Joe] Better now? IRVING.. [She takes one. er. IRVING [nodding to Joe] Oh. JOE [as Irving takes a cigarette himself] I'll pick this one up. smiling to Joe] You won't believe this but it's my very first. holding his ear] My ear? Oh. smiling] Nothing to it. [He sits. . please. [She takes another puff of the cigarette]. ANN [to Irving] Hm. JOE. JOE. No. Ok.IRVING.
five grand. greeted at the bottom as they walk by by some officials.school schedule-I meant. what shall we do next? Shall we. I didn't work sche. er. Roman Holiday. I'll call you at night [he kisses her. Irving. [The Ambassador glances at . JOE [as he pays the waiter] Well. You asked for plain clothes.IRVING [under his breath] Yeah. from an observation room. As Irving pulls Ann's chair out for her a woman comes up behind him and greets him in Italian. let's just go. dressed in black suits and hats. grandEr. They look out at the runway. huh? JOE. ANN [laughs] Yes. Oh. JOE [he thanks the waiter in Italian. [He takes Ann by the hand. you can afford it [he holds the lighter in position again. Look at those men! They were supposed to be inconspicuous. It is observed nervously by the General and the Ambassador who watch.com) Part II The airport.com) ROMAN HOLIDAY TRANSCRIBED BY Graham (hepburn@unforgettable. ANN. A large four-engined plane with a Royal crest on its side taxis in. this is. quickly] Oh. She's a grand girl. How about you. GENERAL. at a long line of a dozen or more of the men filing away from the plane. Irving [shakes Francesca's hand]. AMBASSADOR. not that word. frowning. to Ann. er. IRVING [he takes out his cigarette to greet her] Francesca. IRVING [calling to him as he leaves] Joe! FRANCESCA. the Ambassador jumps to his feet. please. make out a little schedule? ANN [turning to Joe] Oh. I got to work. But where are you going now? IRVING. Honey. Suddenly. one after the other. and runs across the road to catch up to Joe and Ann]. fun schedule. JOE. then the General stands up... er. Smithy. Irving: are you ready? IRVING [as Ann puts the cigarette back in her mouth Irving flicks something on the lighter again] Er. leading her away] Ciao. yeah. A stair opens out at the rear of the plane and some men start leaving the plane. Transcribed by Graham (hepburn@unforgettable. JOE [he and Irving rise] Let's go [Ann puts out the cigarette in the tray and rises also]. sitting down. waiting].
Joe drives along the streets on a little Vespa scooter. being joined now by Irving. JOE [putting his hands on the handlebars] Let me take this.him with raised eyebrows]. Sometime . Irving follows them through the traffic. driving between some people at a stall and straight through the painting one of them is showing to the others. The scooter drives head-on into the traffic. as Joe points out the sights to Ann. Ann continues on. in sheer delight. his eye on Joe and Ann. let me take over. Police whistles ring out as the Polizia get into their cars. no. scaring more pedestrians out of the way.I can do it. Ann drives chaotically around a roundabout. In the city. joining two motorbikes which give chase to Ann and Joe's scooter. Holding the lighter. Ann listens to guide. Irving pulls up. They walk to the edge. knocking over a builder's workbench where a large man is setting up his equipment. Joe turns round and. Joe. looming up before them. They walk inside the Colliseum. accompanied by a guide who points to the structure. calls out to her to stop. he takes pictures out of the back of the vehicle. Back on the streets of Rome and Joe and Ann ride along on the scooter. Ann mounts the pavement. Irving looks on. goes after her. no. Joe and Ann drive to a large intersection. curious to test out the feel of the handlebars. dropping her groceries. Princess Ann riding side-saddle on the back. followed the motorbikes. keeps driving as Joe. a camera in hand. jumps on the back of the scooter. Irving snaps a picture of her as she gingerly tests the controls. delicately missing a car and bicycle. quickly excusing himself from the warden. helpless. They drive through a sidewalk cafe. turning a corner. her arms wrapped around his waist. Suddenly. peering round a streeet corner at them. his visibility becoming impaired as he passes through a stream of water coming from a hydrant. With difficulty. barely regaining control of the vehicle afterwards. Ann. where the traffic is directed by a warden who blows his whistle at them. laughing. Joe and Ann get off the scooter as Joe goes to talk to the warden. Ann and Joe tear away down the street. instructing Ann. She looks out smiling at the sights as they drive to the Colliseum. Irving gets out of his car. watched on by Joe and Irving who lights up a cigarette. The scooter suddenly goes at speed down the street. Ann gets back onto the scooter herself. Ann drives the scooter erratically along the side of the road. scaring a woman who screams and jumps out of the way. Ann lets out a shriek of fright as the scooter takes off. I. Irving overtakes them and. looking down over the centre of the structure. who leap back onto the pavement. weaving between the tables as the diners get up. A tram. Nearby. Irving runs back to the car. swerving to avoid them. running after her. ANN [pushing his hands out of the way. honks at them as they drive across its path. putting hers on top] No. their sirens wailing. outraged at the disturbance. Irving signals secretly to Joe who acknowledges him with a private signal of his own. Seeing Joe busy. scaring some pedestrians crossing the road. Children run in to help him pick the materials up. followed by Irving in a small open-topped car. Joe follows just behind them. blocking Irving's car in the process.
aren't I. Mr.. stopping quickly on seeing the guard posted outside. telling the judge something or other. as the man leaves. IRVING [laughing] Yeah. Ann and Joe-hand-in-hand. IRVING [as they walk by the guard] Oh.: it says American News Service. on seeing Irving's beard and thinking better of it.. IRVING [slightly taken aback. I won't [in good humour. Thank you very much... following the others] Ciao. The three leave the police station laughing. Ann turning to Joe. I won't hold you to it. Irving. . The judge looks at the front of the I.D. puzzled]. saying goodbye to the witnesses and they smile back. giving their testimonies and presenting their damaged goods as evidence. kissing him on each cheek..D. He turns to Irving but. puzzled. Bradley? JOE.ha! go to church to get married on a scooter-that's a hot one. Joe's a wonderful liar! [Ann looks at them. ANN [stopping] I'm a good liar too. Joe. IRVING [dramatically] Uh-huh! ANN. JOE. Huh? Oh. shaking Joe's and Ann's hands as they pass. Irving intervenes.[coughs] I'm going straight from now on. congratulating them. ANN [to Joe] You don't have to look so worried. ANN. putting his arm around Ann to perhaps better convince him.later and Ann.. Thank you very much. holding his head awkwardly back for the judge since that way it better matches the photo. The best I ever met. well. You don't have to be too grateful! JOE [smiling] Ok. although the judge looks unimpressed with what he has to say. American News Service? What did he mean? JOE. In front of the judge are arranged the various victims of Ann and Joe's escapade. they walk away]. and Irving stand in a room before a judge sitting at a table. Joe telling them something or other. ANN. Ann and Joe answer the various questions of the judge then Joe presents him with his I. Joe points out something to the judge on what he is looking at on his desk to which the judge reacts favorably. They walk out of earshot then stop. The large man kisses Ann on the mouth and then turns to Joe. The witnesses come out of the station together. you know: say you're with the Press and you can get away with anything. leave. shakes his hand instead.. Joe tells the judge something.
it was just a joke! Alright? ANN [laughing still] You've never hurt your hand. Joe slides his fingers into the mouth and then his hand up to the wrist. JOE. playfully beating her fists at him] You beast! it was perfectly alright! You've never hurt your hand! JOE [letting her go] I'm sorry. you put you're hand in there [points to the mouth] it'll be bitten off. running out of the building. stopping before the huge wall covered top to bottom with small plaques. then finds his nerve] Sure. Ok? ANN [regaining her composure] Yes. what a horrid idea. Ann. Irving watches from behind. losing her nerve at the last minute with a giggle. JOE. As Irving drives away. as if the mouth has hold of his hand and won't let go. The Mouth of Truth. dark building. Joe follows Ann as she walks across the wide footpath. Ann moves her hand. let's go. Later on. barely squeezing through. She looks up worried. pulling back. she puts her hand towards the mouth. Ann the other. she pulls it back. JOE. leading her away. as Joe takes her in his arms as she throws herself toward him.. Joe opens Ann's door and she climbs out. tentatively. looks on. followed by Irving. Alright. A little further up the footpath there is a . but seeing Joe looking at her feels a resolve and. putting her hands over her face. Joe takes her arm. Ann screams and rushes to his side. Joe takes out his hand. Suddenly he gives out a loud cry. Joe takes a step forward. apparently severed at the wrist and Ann screams in fright.JOE [looking over at a building in the distance] Say. "lighting" his cigarette. he lets his hand spring open. [They turn to leave and he cries out. I'm sorry. ANN.. They walk inside and up to a large stone carving of a face in the wall. They arrive in a small. jumping away from the Mouth] Look out! Ann screams. Smiling. Irving. Joe is about to climb out of the open-roofed car but seeing Ann holding the door for him bends down under the rim of the door. IRVING [to Joe as he stands up to climb out of the car] I'll park at the corner. JOE [he looks worried for a moment. taking out another cigarette] The legend is that if you're given to lying. Let's see you do it. Ann smiles at him as he struggles out. pulling at him from behind. closer and closer but. Joe follows her. laughing. come with me. Irving pulls up on a quiet street. Let's see you do it. moving his hand onto the lip of the mouth. Ooh. unblinking. ANN [laughing. [He stands on one side. JOE [calming her] I'm sorry. leans foward from the tension. out of his sleeve. ANN.
Yes. can't afford not to take care of that. [pointing behind them] right there. prayed for safety. ANN. I'll. Ah-[he remembers] oh. crossing herself before leaving. Bombs fell very close but no one was hurt. IRVING. Since then it's become sort of a shrine: people come. IRVING. JOE. She walks over and looks at some of the plaques for a moment]. you mean the barges down by Saint Angelo. [To Irving] Well. JOE. the chances of it being granted are very slight. I guess. turning round to look back] they put up another one of these little plaques. And at midnight I'll turn into a pumpkin and drive away in my glass slipper. IRVING [walking to them] Well. what now? ANN [hopefully] I've heard of a wonderful place for dancing on a boat.woman kneeling down at a small prayer bench who stands up. IRVING. holding his camera. "lighting" another cigarette. JOE [taking her arm. I do? JOE. They ran over against the wall. she nods]. Oh. the development. Smithy. . Make a wish [looking down. JOE. and whenever their wishes are granted [stopping. Irving has to go now. And that'll be the end of the fairytale. All started during the war when there was an air raid-right out here. er. that big business development of yours that you have to attend to. Yeah. directing her over to the wall] Read some of the inscriptions. ANN. Hey. Later on. ANN [looking back along the wall] Lovely story. Yes. A man with his four children was caught in the street. ANN [excitedly] Yes! couldn't we go over tonight? IRVING. er. why not? JOE. the man came back and he put up the first of these tablets. each one represents a wish fulfilled. you know. all these inscriptions? JOE [walking with her alongside the wall] Well. Tell the doctor? ANN [turning around] Anyway. Anything you wish. Er. What do they mean. [shaking her hand] see ya later. [Irving stands beside the wall. for shelter.
[He walks over to Ann. He pays the ticketseller as Ann stands. the dancers on the floor dispersing. Joe and Ann continue dancing-closer now as it is a slower song. smiling to her and they continue]. Good luck for the big development. smiling] Oh! Finalmentez: there you are! [Remembering his manners to the woman apparently . getting on. Bradley: if you don't mind my saying so. thanks. ANN [looking up to him as she sits down] Mr. Ann smiles after Irving as he leaves. watching the dancing across the river. then she nods. ANN.ANN. ANN. Two men in black suits and hats (Secret Service men) watch out over the people. IRVING [waving as he leaves] Yeah. Hello. Music greets Joe and Ann as they walk down the steps on the way to the barges. it is dark. You spent the whole day doing things I've always wanted to. and continues watching as the next dance starts. ANN. She looks up at him. JOE [confused] Oh. JOE [to the ticketseller] Grazzi. Also completely unselfish. I think you are a ringer. asking. JOE [Joe looks over to the other side of the barge. They walk onto the dance floor and start dancing. Evening.wha-? [Understanding. The Secret Service man stands on his feet and the other looks over at what he is watching. sitting down] Oh. watching them as they dance. Thanks very much. As the music stops for the next song. Joe whistles at the driver and they walk over to the carriage as it stops. One of them turns to watch the dance floor and notices Joe and Ann. JOE [he looks down. the man speaks some Italian to the other who leaves. hiding his guilt] Wasn't any trouble. I never heard of anybody so kind. [Joe takes her hand and they walk over]. They hear the sound of horses' hooves on the road approaching and turn round to look. her eyes closed and smiling. Why? JOE [guiltily] I don't know. ANN. The band finishes the dance and the audience claps. The other man runs back towards the steps. Joe looks back at her. JOE [as they look at each other] Hello. away from the dancers. MARIO DELANI [turns to Ann. smiling. motioning to Ann] Let's have a drink at the bar. smiling. Joe smiles as she rests her head against his chest and they continue. Joe and Ann walk over to the side of the floor. Seemed the thing to do. She rests her head on his shoulder.
watches them dancing for a moment then takes out a notebook. having a great time.] Irving walks around the other side of the bar. tonight. go right ahead. keeping his eyes on Ann. Joe hiding it from the view of the floor. quickly writing something down. Bradley. nonchalantly looking up at the sky while Irving takes his glass. may I enjoy myself. I. several . Mario Delani. IRVING [to Joe. off. [To Ann. In an instant Joe jumps back. Ann looks out across the floor and then. he cut my hair this afternoon. no. Oh. all off! ANN. seeing Joe and Irving. He motions to her hair]. unsure of his English] Oh. saying something in Italian and holding up his camera as he walks past. MARIO DELANI [the band starts playing again] Me too. Irving arrives at the bottom of the steps. The Secret Service man watches Ann as she dances with Mario. MARIO DELANI. very good. yes. Joe. [Mario and Ann continue dancing. er. pal. his camera placed on the table. noticing Joe standing just behind her. waves. it's nice without. doing the same. IRVING. up above the dancing. at the bar] Ciao.accompanying him] Er. JOE [to Mario] Wha. Joe. scusatmitanto. with a signal. Ann takes his hand and they go out on the floor to dance. Oh. JOE. IRVING [musing as he watches them] 'The Princess and the Barber'. using his hands. made a date for tonight. and then. He walks towards the barges. watching. Thank you. MARIO DELANI. Mario Delani. No. Irving lifts his glass in acknowledgement. ANN [introducing him] Mr. isn't it? Cool.what did you say the name was? MARIO DELANI [shaking Joe's hand] Delani. very. Joe jumps away and the bulb flashes as Irving takes the picture. Mario Delani. Did I miss anything? JOE [quietly] You're just in time. Oh. Old friends? ANN. Ah. MARIO DELANI. The barman protests but Irving reassures him. On the bridge. Who's Smithy dancing with? JOE. He invited me here. waiting. JOE. Barber-cut her hair this afternoon. [Turning immediately back to Ann] I look for you long time-I think maybe you not come [he pauses. the pleasure? [To Joe] Do you mind? JOE. Irving watches. I'm very glad to know you.
Ann smiles slightly but nervously to the man and they start to dance. trying to pull away] No. having his beard pulled. SECRET SERVICE MAN. he confronts them head-on as they close. will you? Mr. that she doesn't speak English] Let me go. and taking Ann by the arm. satisfied. watches the men approach. Ann moves to touch her hair but Mario quickly motions her to leave it alone and they continue dancing. Moment. Joe punches one man who tries to pull Ann the other way but the other one manages to push Irving over the railing of the gangway and almost into the water. Your Highness. looking out again over the dancing. and tries to pull away but he holds her] You'll dance quietly towards the entrance. Ann continues dancing with Mario who suddenly stops. What is it? MARIO DELANI. ANN. [Loudly] Will you let me go! [Shouting] Mr. then the man speaks in her ear. pretending. Joe and Ann run to the other side of the floor. The conductor of the band motions to the musicians to start playing and they respond with an energetic tune. Several men climb out. where the dancers have dispersed and are watching the action. seeing the problem. Thank you. Bradley! Irving looks around from his drink and. SECRET SERVICE MAN. Cornered.cars pull up. They turn several times. The music stops and everyone applauds the musicians. One of the Secret Service men stands leaning against a structure. The man watching behind rebukes him with a word and his expression turns serious as he pulls his hat down. [She looks at up him sharply. There is a car waiting. then "Bye". rushing over to the steps. [The first Secret Service man comes over to Ann then Mario. ANN [as he forces her over to the side] You. ANN [desperately.you've made a mistake. looking at her hair. and leaves her to him]. rushes after Joe. putting his hands in his pockets. Mario runs over his hair with his comb. He puts his comb away. Ann standing to the side as he throws one over the side. smoking a cigarette. [He stops. please. and then. pushing one of them down. taking out a comb. Irving meanwhile struggles with one of the men. seeing him. Ann has the presence of mind to throw him a life belt to him and the crowd cheers. looking for her in the dancers] Let me go. muttering some Italian to the people near him before rushing in to the fray to help Joe. The first Secret Service man. The men walk over to the tables. [Tells him in Italian. brushes her fringe apart which he delicately curls around with his comb into two neat tufts. says something to Ann in Italian. Bradley! [Joe looks up and starts toward her. Two of the Secret Service men drag Ann away from the barges but Joe catches them and pushes them away. Your Highness. smiling. thinking. The scene of chaos continues. but responds to this with an angry punch to the face. swinging his hand to the beat. MARIO DELANI. Joe sees more Secret Service coming from the other side so he runs back the other way. Joe and Irving and Mario laying into the Secret .
then releasing it and smashing it over the man's head-the camera flashing as she does so. Irving following with his camera. Joe and Ann stagger out of the water. pointing at the police] Police. on a chair. Ann looks around her for a way to help. They stand up and hurry on .. The band starts up again and people replace the fallen furniture as the crowd waves across the water. As Joe and Ann run across the barges. then swings it down. you were great back there. Joe rubbing her around the shoulders as she shivers. trying to get his camera ready. Unseen. Oh. Joe leads her to a rock where they sit down. Joe. one of them being dragged by a guitar around his neck. Ann knees him in the groin and pushes him away. I guess we'd better get Irving's car. running to follow Ann. Fine. Irving tries stalling the men who try to follow with a life belt but they make it past him. completely wet through. JOE. Ann. Joe. IRVING. dazed. just above the water. JOE [to Irving. IRVING [excitedly. a Secret Service man covers the outside of the boathouse as they double back. give me my car keys. apparently after Joe and Ann as they swim away. As they spill out. Joe peers round the corner and the man surprises him with a punch to the face. freeing Ann. You weren't so bad yourself-[she stops suddenly. How are you? JOE. Joe pushes one of the men to the ground and the other responds with a punch.. he stops. hitting him full on the head. JOE [after a pause] Well. knocking him into the water. packed into their cars. fine! [They laugh out loud for several moments. police. IRVING [seeing them arrive in numbers they change their direction] The other side of the bridge. Police sirens sound and the Polizia arrive. Smithy! The drummer rolls again as Ann swings the guitar back. just escaping the reach of the man as he tries to stop her. The Polizia arrest the remaining Secret Service men and take them away. He looks at her] Say. picking up a bottles and throws it weakly at Joe's man.Service men... Joe and Ann run through a boathouse and on reaching the other end walk along the outside edge. They stop several moments later and look into each other's eyes]. looking into his eyes. his head clean through the guitar. two of the men manage to grab Ann and drag her away.. Joe keeps fighting with the man as Ann picks up a guitar lying near the band and stands behind him. leaving the Secret Service men staggering or lying about the dance floor. stunning him for a moment. and Irving start to leave the scene. you know. and get out of here. He leans forward and kisses her. Alright? ANN. Joe runs after. I. One of the men starts towards her and there is drum roll as she lifts the guitar over her head. She holds her nose and dives in after Joe. having missed the shot the first time] Hit him again. Distracted. ANN.
Suits you-you should always wear my clothes. Well. nothing to cook. Do you like that? JOE. No. broadcasting a special news bulletin in English and Italian. [The radio starts to repeat the bulletin in Italian so Ann switches it off]. JOE. They'll be dry in a minute. JOE. his back to her] from the bedside of Princess Ann in Rome. A little. . Tonight there is no further word [Ann stands up. No kitchen. This is the American Hour. ANN [she walks to him] May I have a little more wine? [He pours her some more] Sorry I couldn't cook us some dinner. it isn't [Ann sits down]. In the bathroom. Tired? ANN. Joe stands still. preparing a drink. The news can wait till tomorrow. She goes outside. This has given rise to rumours that her condition may be serious. JOE. Ann gets herself ready. JOE [giving a her a glass of wine] I thought a little wine might be good. ANN. I always eat out. from Rome. where she was taken ill yesterday.their way. Looking in the mirror. playing soft piano music. standing beside the closed door. greets her with a smile. which is causing alarm and anxiety among the people in her country. RADIO ANNOUNCER. on the last leg of her European goodwill tour. JOE [with a laugh] Everything ruined? ANN. life isn't always what one likes-[pauses] is it? ANN. Joe enters his apartment. ANN. ANN. Inside. dressed in a bedrobe. continuing our musical selections". walking to the radio. Yes. JOE. Joe. the radio is on. Seems I do [Joe laughs]. A wonderful day [she smiles as the radio announcer comes on]. ANN. ANN. An announcer comes on: "This is the American Hour from Rome. Shall I cook something? JOE. takes off his jacket and closes the door. she smooths her hair over. No. You've had quite a day.
looks like I'll have to move. then hold each other for a few more moments and Ann cries against his shoulder. please. enough for her to turn around to look back down the street.JOE [as Ann drinks from the glass] Did you learn how in school? ANN. after a pause he looks away.. No. there. [Looking down.. she opens the door and gets out. there's. I can't think of any words. ANN [looking straight ahead] Stop at the next corner. without speaking. I just haven't had the chance [slowing. Joe stands with his back to her. the Countess. Mmmm. ANN. then runs into his arms.. passionately. her walk turning into a run. and get myself a place with a kitchen. Ann walks to the bathroom. Promise not to watch me go beyond the corner. He walks over to pick up his jacket and puts it on. Without looking back she starts off down the street. who is . Joe watches her as she disappears round the corner. without looking at him] I have to leave you now. They kiss. You must stay in the car and drive away. something that I want to tell you. Solemnly. will have to go now. JOE. [She stands for a moment. and clean a house.. and iron-I learned to do all those things. I could earn my living at it. ANN [she turns around to look at him. Just drive away and leave me. then she looks at back him. Joe looking at her.. [They hold each other for a moment then Ann looks down] I must go and get dressed. I can sew too.. JOE. heart-broken] Yes [they look at each other for a moment then Ann looks down and drinks the rest of her wine. I'm going to that corner [she looks out]. turning away] to do it for anyone. 'K. then switches on the engine and drives off. and turn. They manage a smile at each other and then Ann looks down. Joe looks out at the empty street toward the gate and looking as if he might go after her but. They look at each other and she throws her self into his arms. Ann chokes back her sorrow] I. Joe drives Ann through Rome. stopping at a corner and leans forward to see the Embassy gate visible down the street] Here? ANN [looking out her window] Yes. Princess Ann stands in a large room across from the others in their bedclothes: Ambassador. glumly. Don't try. ANN [keeping back the tears] I don't know how to say goodbye. Turning away from him. holding her tight. unable to stay the inevitable. heart-broken. [He slows down. JOE. as I leave you. In the Embassy. JOE [solemnly] Alright. Well. I'm a good cook. crying on his shoulder]. They release. please [she looks at him and kisses him] nothing. JOE [comforting her] Anya.
hopefully. no. JOE. Your Royal Highness: twenty-four hours-they can't all be blank. The next day. looking out of his window over the town. HENNESSY [bursting in] Joe. Were I not completely aware of my duty to my family and my country. AMBASSADOR. Joe sits in his apartment. The knocking persists and he walks to the door slowly and opens it. [They stand for a moment. At the door. They are not. hands in pockets] Did I get what? HENNESSY. [The look at her. just as Your Royal Highness has Her duty-. JOE [absently. the Countess takes a tray from a servant] No milk and crackers. wiping her nose with a handkerchief. who stands grim-faced. about to shut the door] That will be all. and the General. Ma'am: you must appreciate that I have my duty to perform. you have my permission to withdraw. you can't hold out on me. in silence. I was indisposed. What? But that's impossible! JOE. ANN. looking out over the city in silence.upset. ANN. [The Countess bows in respect and then goes out. HENNESSY. grimly] Or indeed ever again. pretending to busy himself with something on the desk] What are you talking about? HENNESSY. [The Countess gives them back. since I understand we have a very full schedule today. I didn't get it [he turns away]. I am better. closing the door]. The Princess story. AMBASSADOR. Have a cup of coffee or something? HENNESSY [waving his finger at him] Joe. Who's holding out on you? HENNESSY. then turns around in disappointment. But what explanation am I to offer Their Majesties? ANN. [Ann walks across the room] Now. AMBASSADOR. I would not have come tonight. Countess. Alone in the room the Princess walks slowly over to a window. There is a knock at the door and Joe looks up. then bow and walk away. after a pause. No. You are. is it true: did you really get it? JOE [turning back to him. I know too much: First you come into my office and ask . thank you. Your Excellency: I trust you will not find it necessary to use that word again. the exclusive: did you get it? JOE.
about an exclusive on the Princess. Hennessy]. pulling away from him] Aww. walking to the table with the wine on] HENNESSY [as Joe pours a drink] Then what was the idea of-. Oh ho! Mr. don't you remember? IRVING. you got here at the right time. all over Irving]. next. Hennessy. rummaging through the papers on his desk] Now. come on. knackers to that. come on. holding out the packet] Hiya. What do you mean. JOE. Irving. did you tell him about Smithy? JOE. Irving. look at my pants! JOE [pulling him by the arm to the bathroom] Yeah. Irving. you disappear. Joe. then I get the rumour from my contact at the Embassy that the Princess isn't sick at all and she's out on the town. Irving. IRVING [walking to Mr. (JOE. There you go again. Who's spilling? JOE. Mr. charging in and spilling things all over my place. approaching from outside] Joe! [He bursts in. What kind of a newspaper man are you? You believe every twobit rumour that comes your way? HENNESSY. IRVING [loudly. IRVING. I have no story [he pushes past him. you better come in here and dry 'em off. his eyes brightening at the recollection] and the arrest of eight Secret Service men from a country which shall be nameless. come on: where is that story? JOE. It all adds up! And don't think by playing hard-to-get that you're raised the price of that story: a deal's a deal! [Pushing him out of the way. wait till you-[Joe trips him as he walks to Mr.) Wait till you get a look at-[Joe discreetly throws his drink. wait till you see these! JOE. You did-I spoke to you about that once before. What's the idea?! JOE. carrying a large envelope] Man. .).oh. Yeah? And a lot of other rumours: about a shindig at a barge down by the river [Joe looks up. Irving. And then comes of news of the lady's miraculous recovery. IRVING [protesting. Hennessy (JOE. HENNESSY. Henne. JOE. Irving. [Smiling] Hey. Smithy? IRVING.
spreading the pictures out.. pointing a finger at him] And you owe me five hundred bucks! JOE. You wanna have a look at 'em? [he goes to the bed. fifty bucks a week. HENNESSY [grabbing the envelope from Irving] What am I supposed to look at? JOE [quickly. same place-maybe that's one story you can get. Hey.IRVING [getting up. you wouldn't like 'em. there is no story [Irving looks at him. you. Yeah. what gives? Have we had a better offer? JOE.. Yeah. grabbing the envelope back] Oh. HENNESSY [walking over.. [Smiling. but-. Ok. but I was wrong! That's all there is to it. Hennessy and I are finished talking. I know.. the er. perplexed]. just a couple of Irving's dames. HENNESSY [stopping him] Don't change the subject! When you came back into my office. he's a guy that we met. she's holding the press interview today. in regard to the story that goes with these: there is no story. steaming] Joe. same time. pauses for a moment] Er. IRVING. alright. turning back. th-. what kind of a routine is that? What are you guys up to? [Hands on hips] Who's Smithy? JOE [quickly] Oh. Listen. opening the envelope] Er. HENNESSY. maybe you would. save that till later. IRVING. Why don't you go home and shave! IRVING [putting a hand on his beard] Shave? JOE. [He walks to the door. Wait till I sit down [he sits]. I. IRVING [he looks at Joe and. you're here early anyway. yesterday-. Well. putting his hat on] Hey. JOE. Hey. well. pictures came out pretty well. yesterday at noon I thought I had a lead. JOE. or else keep quiet till Mr. IRVING [pausing] W-why not? JOE [walking away to pour another drink] I mean not as far as I'm concerned. I don't know just how to tell you this. Don't think I won't! [He leaves]. Take it out of my salary. JOE. He . Irving. understanding. you wouldn't care for him. HENNESSY.
but-. pretty good. how 'bout this: 'Crowned Head'-huh? IRVING. She's fair game. You going to the interview? IRVING. [Laughing] Pretty good. JOE. [Joe displays the next one] Hey. as Joe takes it. Yeah. [Shaking his shoulder] You must be out of your mind! JOE. [looking at the next one they laugh.Joe. huh? IRVING. No. Is that a shot. the Mouth of Truth. Yeah. dancing] Oh. It's of Ann and Mario. Lead off with that then follow up on the wishes? JOE. Huh? [They laugh] How about that? JOE. You'll get a good price for 'em. Yeah. I know but. of Ann in custody after the scooter ride] 'Police Inspects Princess'. smiling] How about a blow-up from a negative that size. no. you wanna know the caption I had in mind. there? 'Barber cuts in'-huh? JOE [taking another from the bed] Well. Yeah. er. hmm? IRVING.holds one up to Joe as he comes over] Huh? [Enthusiastically. here's the one I figured would be the key shot for the whole layout: [the picture is of Ann looking at the plaques] 'The Wall Where Wishes Come True'. Oh. IRVING [handing him the next one. that's good. [Joe picks some pictures up] Ha. Is that a shot? JOE. [Irving hands him the next one: of Ann smashing the Secret Service man over the head with the guitar] Wow! IRVING. Yeah. JOE. Oh yeah. look I can't prevent you from selling the pictures if you want to. What a picture! IRVING. huh? JOE [laughing] Yeah. Yeah! [he bends over the bed to gather the pictures up]. at Rocca's. It's always open season on princesses. that's her first cigarette. IRVING. Joe.That. I get it. IRVING [he picks up another one] I dug that up out of a file: 'Princess Inspects Police'. Joe. Joe? 'Body Guard Gets Body Blow'! JOE. you got-[Joe face loses its humour and Irving's enthusiasm fades]. You goin'? .
loudly. walking to the other side of the first man. He lifts them off his wet leg. EMBASSY ANNOUNCER. and many others behind. Princess Ann turns to the gathering. the Countess. Joe and Irving move to the front. the General. Ann turns her head. annoyed. Your Highness.JOE. [Irving closes the envelope. Joe stands and watches him leave. In a moment. Joe smiles slightly as she approaches. They walk into the crowd. He then stands sideways and waits. in Italian. She sits back gracefully. her expression hardening a little. "Her Royal Highness". formally] I believe at the outset. A man approaches at the front of the room. Yeah. towards the right side of the gathering. She looks down as the Ambassador motions to the chair with his hand. CHIEF OF CORRESPONDENTS [standing in the crowd of journalists. pressing to the front behind the rope that marks the boundary. . noticing his soaking pants. He goes out the door. Several steps lead up to the landing from the floor and are carpeted down the centre. Well. The Master of Ceremonies approaches from the back also. standing still. nodding to the Master of Ceremonies. then turns to the group] Ladies and Gentlemen: Her Royal Highness will now answer your questions. ANN. looking at Joe. Princess Ann stands in front of the chair. Your Royal Highness: the ladies and gentlemen of the Press [he motions with his hand]. AMBASSADOR. milling around. Standing motionless at the top of the steps the man claps twice. I am in favour of any measure which would lead to closer cooperation in Europe. IRVING [looking up at the incredible ornation in the building] It ain't much. that I should express the pleasure of all of us at your recovery from the recent illness. on top of the landing and walks to right of the ornate chair sat in the centre. it's an assignment. raising and lowering her head in acknowledgement to them. speaking slowly. The floor teams with journalists and photographers. As she looks over them her eyes fall on Joe and she starts just slightly. Yeah. Joe and Irving enter. but it's home. looking back up at Joe. isn't it? IRVING. AMERICAN CORRESPONDENT [speaking from the crowd] Does Your Highness believe that Federation would be a possible solution to Europe's economic problems? ANN. disappointed] I'll see you. They exchange looks. The huge Embassy hall. standing at the entrance. The crowd moves forward. MASTER OF CEREMONIES [he bows. Ladies and Gentlemen: please approach. Thank you. then again in English. The Master of Ceremonies announces. the Princess emerges accompanied by the Ambassador. talking back to Joe.
When they stop. stepping forward. Which of the cities visited did Your Highness enjoy the most? Ann pauses as she looks at Joe. She turns to look at Joe] I will cherish my visit here. ANN [as she shakes his hand] I'm so happy to see you. smiling to Ann as he holds his small cigaretter lighter camera.. CORRESPONDENT. ladies and gentlemen. in memory.. who is slightly taken aback] I would now like to meet some of the ladies and gentlemen of the Press. is the outlook for Friendship Among Nations? ANN. she continues.CORRESPONDENT. Your Highness? ANN [turning to the correspondent] Despite that. It would be difficult to-[she stops. He bends forward. Thank you very much. Rome. Mr. Hitchcock. GENERAL. looking into it. JOE. Hitchcock. Photographs may now be taken. Her expression turns to astonishment when she realises what is it that he is using as a camera. jostling before the steps as they photograph her. Rome. AMERICAN CORRESPONDENT. Thank you. prompting her] Each in its own way. smiling as she walks to up to the journalists. in the opinion of Your Highness. CORRESPONDENT. as Ann smiles at him from above. Each in its own way was. Irving rejoins Joe behind the rope. As the photographers finish. then her face softens]. slightly baffled. Princess Ann walks walks . The last of the photographers retreats behind the rope. muttering to themselves quietly. the press gathering stirs slightly]. turning to look at Joe] as I have faith in relations between people [the people on the stage around her look about. And what. MASTER OF CEREMONIES. ANN [to the Ambassador.. Thank you. Irving smiles at her and Ann looks over at Joe who also smiles back. ANN. GENERAL [quietly.. smiling very slightly to him] I am so glad to hear you say it. Chicago Daily News. by all means. I have every faith in it-[pausing. AMERICAN CORRESPONDENT. walking down the steps and to the left of the gathering. as long as I live. Despite your indisposition.unforgettable. May I say (speaking from my own press service) we believe that Your Highness's faith will not be unjustified. The photographers swarm out from both sides from under the rope. stopping as the Countess and the General walk down to accompany her. along to meet the next one. [The press stirs. Princess Ann stands up for them. ANN [looking at Joe. Irving steps up. Ann walks down the steps.
American News Service. Mr.CORRESPONDENT. shifting CORRESPONDENT. Tel Aviv [he bows and shakes her hand]. ANN. . and removing one of the photos slightly to see. Lampel. Maurice Montaberis. ANN [shaking his hand] Enchanté! nervously as she comes closer. She suppresses her amusement] Thank you so very much [she pauses slightly before she turns look at Joe]. Ici Paris. She appears to almost speak but doesn't. *. GERMAN CORRESPONDENT. ANN [shaking her hand] * [the woman curtsies again]. Deutsche Presse Agend. may I present Your Highness with some commemorative photos of your visit to Rome? ANN [she takes the envelope. moving on to the next correspondent]. FRENCH CORRESPONDENT. ANN [she shakes his hand and he smiles back. How do you do? [she shakes his hand] IRVING [reaching into his pocket. Jacques Ferris. Steven Hausen. The London Exchange Telegraph. Bradley. le Figaro [he bends forward. Ann with more suppressed emotion] So happy. CORRESPONDENT. Irving looks a Joe. Good afternoon [she shakes his hand] AMERICAN CORRESPONDENT. Madrid. kissing her hand]. Irving Radovich. Cortes Cavanias. It is the one of her hitting the man with the guitar. then giving her the envelope] Er. Photo Service. ANN [smiling as he kisses her hand] Encantando! AMERICAN CORRESPONDENT. JOE [as she walks across to him] Joe Bradley. IRVING. * [he bows and they shakes hands. opening it. ANN [shaking his hand] Freut mich sehr! BELGIAN CORRESPONDENT. European Correspondent [bowing slightly] Scanziani de La Suisse [she shakes his hand]. New York Herald Tribune.R. ANN. *. C. ENGLISH CORRESPONDENT. Good afternoon. DUTCH CORRESPONDENT (Woman) [curtsies] *. * Amsterdam. SPANISH CORRESPONDENT.
ANN [shaking his hand] Good afternoon. Alone but for the guards lining the room he walks slowly to the exit. she turns to face them. Slowly. Irving looks to Joe. but seeing his gaze unmoved walks away with the rest of them. The press gathering applauds her warmly as she reaches the top. and walks slowly and gracefully towards the exit. he turns and walks away. her back to them. looking at the empty spot where the Princess was last. . The officials step aside for her to pass and then file after her through the door. Then. Joe watches her solemnly. Stopping near the entrance. smiling broadly to the the gathering as she looks over them. Joe turns slowly to leave as the crowd disappears out of the entrance to the building. the press turning to leave also. She manages another slight smile then turns away from them. standing at the rope. Before turning to go himself. bustling and chattering behind him leave Joe alone. *. Ann turns and walks slowly up the steps. her eyes fall to Joe. Inevitably. hands in pockets. He smiles back. leaving the stage behind him. FRENCH CORRESPONDENT. The press. Finally. * Agence Press [he shakes her hand]. he pauses for a moment to look down the long hall back at the empty stage. the huge room silent except for his slow footsteps. As she leaves. then her expression grows sorrowful. Reaching the last of the front-row journalists.
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