Raw Wind in Eden

Morino!

Scram!

Scram on home to your straw bed!

Aw shut up!

I know, I know!

No more leering today.

Run along, sonny.

Aye!

The zipper!

Tada!

If Rome can't be shot in a day it won't be my fault.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Touch me

It's like magic when you touch me

I was yours the very moment I first knew you

Your magic touch

Holding

Admission is by invitation only.

It cost me a fistful of lira to persuade

your landlady that I'm really an old friend.

Well a friend of an old friend.

Wallace Drucker.

Bearer of tidings from William Winthrop II.

She gave him the divorce.

Not exactly.

He needed an ambassador to tell me this?

When did you hear?

Monday.

Long, long letter.

He hinted you left in a bit of a huff.

Said to tell you that you're still his number one girl.

And that he's holding another heart to heart

with his wife this week.

Another.

How about that witch in the manger, hmm?

Anyway, Billy's in no mood to wait.

He begged me to fly down here.

Find his girl.

Send her home.

Why you, Mr. Drucker?

Surely you've heard Billy speak

of our ancient transatlantic friendship.

We've operated a flourishing

New York/London partnership for years.

Specializing in ships and metals.

Slightly used oil tankers and scrap iron.

And of course love.

Did you make any more records?

No.

- How's Billy making out with his sideline?

What's his record company called?

Private label.

Ah.

I'm sure you know he didn't

go into it for a profit motive.

Well I will say it's the first time

he's ever struck talent.

And he's been drilling a long long time.

One more thing in my pouch.

He commissioned me to give you this.

A kiss from Billy boy.

Your magic touch

Well I must say I understand

why he wants you back in a hurry.

How could you possibly misunderstand?

You know, I have a hunch that Billy

sent the wrong man on this mission.

But now that we're face to face

I can't help wondering if you know that Billy's

been talking about this divorce for the last 10 years.

And between you and me that's all it'll ever be.

Talk.

I mean to say this is the first time

I've been torn between loyalty and honesty.

Don't torture yourself, Mr. Drucker.

Wally.

Wally.

Look, I've known for a long time

that I'd be going home sooner or later.

But when I go home I'm not going home to William II.

Not sooner, not later, not ever.

I say.

Well that does open the vistas.

Here I am with three weeks playtime ahead of me.

I was considering a seat change,

but suddenly Rome seems more attractive.

Unless a rather giddy yachting party

happens to appeal to you.

- Didn't Bill tell you that I'm a working girl?

That I always have been, that I earned my own living?

I'm a fashion model.

With talent like that?

More than enough.

So you're a model.

I'm a clothes horse.

Like a horse is the way I work.

As a matter of fact I worked 10 hours today

and I am very tired.

So if you'll excuse me.

Well I suppose it wouldn't work anyway.

Billy would be furious to hear

his girl has jumped the leash.

That yachting party.

Small, intimate I suppose huh?

On the contrary.

A full contingent of movie stars, obsolete titles,

wrinkled old skin divers, and Axel Jensen himself.

Axel's little houseboat sails for Majorca next week.

Sleeps 30.

If you wanted to you could lose me

with the greatest of ease.

Three weeks of sun and fun in the Greek Isles.

Haven't you earned it?

At 10 hours a day for how many years?

Hmm?

Why not?

Why not.

That is if you don't mind cabling Billy boy

and informing him of the development.

Right.

I'll break the news to Billy boy.

He got me out in Paris last trip.

And we'll fly to Majorca.

I've got a plane.

Now shall we dance?

Storm's about over.

Grazie.

Spagett in cans.

Very good for the spirit.

Have a drink, Morino.

No grazie.

Not even one little small drink?

Oh pour me, grandfather.

I'm a woman in full bloom.

- When you get the ring, that's when the bloom will be full.

Until then, for children?

Wine.

But I must practice myself.

What if for my wedding night I take

my first sorsetti and it come back huh?

- Retching is lofty and becoming on the part of maidens.

Mmmm.

Good.

Plane.

Out of gas.

Stay here!

Hello there.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Wally's in there!

Morino!

- No no, never touch electrical systems in crashed planes!

Oh my leg!

Laura I can't move.

Oh Wally.

It's a piece of metal holding you like a hook.

I don't know how we're gonna get that out.

Watch the gypsy.

Where's my wallet?

Oh Wally, please.

Grazie.

Molto grazie.

Aw shut up!

I get Moore.

Laura!

I'll find someone.

Somewhere.

We don't need any strangers here.

While you're talking about it

that man in there could be bleeding to death.

I'm sorta suffering from shock myself.

He's rich.

Well let's get with it, lady.

Took long enough, chum!

Have a heart now.

You can help by passing out.

You mean the storm blew us all the way down here?

Yes, we're right here by Sardinia.

- You're generous with that liquor, darling,

but don't let me overdo it.

Hey what's going on here?

What is this, a chamber of horrors?

Wally, we can't get a doctor here.

If your leg is going to heal up it has to be sewn.

With What?

Fish net thread and needle.

Oh no you don't!

I'm armed, you know I am, Laura.

I'm calling the terms now.

All right, call it and relax.

Look, you're no doctor!

You're gonna give me blood poisoning with that stiletto!

Wally have a drink.

No!

Hey, how about money though huh?

Big money, real money!

Can't charge, no license.

Now hold him will you?

I hope you know what you're doing.