["Bathing Beauty"] BATHING BEAUTY, SAY! GENTLEMEN! GENTLEMEN! You must take care. Go spend some time working with Meg. Ladies, come. Let's go over the port de bras. GENTLEMEN! Remember to plie before the lift. Then some control, gentlemen, please. ["Bathing Beauty"] Slow down, Gustav. There are people working here. Be careful. But I want to find Mr. Y and go see the islands. I'm sure he'll send for you when he's ready. Who is this Mr. Y? What does he do, apart from spend ludicrous amounts of money on light entertainment? Father, look over there! Gustav, slow down! Heaven help me, could it be? No, it couldn't possibly. Sorry, do I? Yes, I think you do. Can't we? Go on, take a guess. Wait, it can't be, is it? Yes. Oh my God, I can't believe it's you. Look at you, Christine. Regal as a queen and beautiful. Meg, and you as well. I could hardly tell it's you. My dear old friend. Can't believe you're here, old friend. After all this time. Christine, you came. You look sublime. You look the same. My sweet old friend. Never thought we'd meet, old friend. What of your career? Everything's great. And isn't fate a splendid thing? It brought me here. To see the sights. And to sing. You, my God, it's you. It can't be true. Is this a dream? It's been ten years. What brings you here? Who do you think? Christine. She's here to sing. I read the news. For Hammerstein? No, plans have changed. He's been outbid. Outbid by whom? The contract's here. It's rather strange. Sorry, did I hear you right? Here to sing? Tomorrow night? That seems odd. There must be some mistake. That's the leading lady's lot. I've been booked. Oh, surely not. This was meant to be my lucky break. Look, I hardly sing. Just one little thing. An aria. Christine, it's a thrill. Just to share the bell with you. My dear old friend, It's becoming clear, old friend, Someone's overlooked his leading act. Well, double booked, to be exact. Now, my old friend, Can you clarify, old friend, This Mr. Why, with whom we sign, Who hides behind the pseudonym? You haven't guessed. I've no idea. It's him. Him. Him. That's what I said. You work for him. Now you do too. And my poor wife, We thought him dead. She'll be appalled. Unless she knew. Darling, please, are you all right? Tell me now, this music, Who was its creator? Darling, please, don't squeeze so soft. Something's going on here. I'll deal with you later. What's this about? I wish I knew the truth all out, Before we're through. My dear old friend, I can't believe you're here, old friend. My dear Christine. My dear Vickolt. What does this mean? What does he want? My grand old friend, I don't understand, old friend. Maybe it's a joke. Some silly game. And what his aim is in the end, I couldn't claim to comprehend, old friend. It isn't fair. We need to think. I need some air. I need a drink. My poor old friend, Isn't this a bore, old friend? I'm still amazed. I'm so confused. I'm feeling dazed. I'm feeling used. And yet, old friend, Let's not get upset, old friend. We can sort this out. I'm sure we will. Without a doubt. Because we're still Such grand, old, grand old friends. It's all together and all sad. But we'll get it back again. With everyone. Isn't this great? Won't this be so much fun? With two old friends. Trustable. And two old friends. Let us raise a glass. To times gone by. To Mr. Why. To happy ends. To such sincere and very dear old friends. Old friends. No offense, But I need something stronger. Madame, I shall see you tomorrow night at the concert. Where I am sure you will both surpass yourselves. Good day. Ralph, please. I can explain. I'm sorry. Meg, I wonder, would you mind?