Roman Holiday Script

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