lt's hers. Where'd you find him? Robbing a bank?
He was throwing snowballs at Baron Rothschild.
- Oh, thankyou. - Do we know each other?
- Why? Doyou thinkwe're going to? - l don't know. How would l know?
Because l already know an awful lot ofpeople.
Until one ofthem dies l couldn't possibly meet anyone else.
Hmm. Well, ifanyone goes on the critical list, let me know.
- Quitter. - Uh, what?
[ Laughing ] You give up awfully easily, don'tyou?
Y_ens, Jean-Louis. Let us make a walk. l've never seen a Rothschild before.
[ Chuckling ] Clever fellow. Almost missed me.
Thankyou.
- You're blocking myview. - Oh.
- Which view would you prefer? - The oneyou're blocking.
lt's my last chance. l'm flying back to Paris this afternoon.
- What's your name? - PeterJoshua.
- Mine's Regina Lampert. - Is there a Mr. Lampert?
- Yes. - Good foryou.
No, it isn't. l'm getting a divorce.
- Please, not on my account. - No. l don't really love him.
- At leastyou're honest. - Hmm. Is there a Mrs.Joshua?
Yes, but we're divorced.
That wasn't a proposal. l'm just curious.
[ Sighs ] Isyour husband withyou?
Oh, no, Charles is neverwith me. What do people call you? Pete?
Mr.Joshua.
- l've enjoyed talking with you. - Nowyou're angy.
No, l just have a lot ofpacking to do. l'm going back to Paris, too.
Wasn't it Shakespeare who said when strangers do meet in far-offlands...
they should ere long see each other again?
- Shakespeare never said that. - How doyou know?
lt's terrible. Youjust made it up.
Well, it sounds right. You going to call me?
- Areyou in the book? - Well, Charles is.
- Is there only one Charles Lampert? - Mmm.
Lord, l hope so. [ Gasps ]