200 baris pertama.
I'LL GIVE A MILLION
Help! Help!
Help! Help!
Help! Help!
Who are you?
- Let go of me, I want to die! - Be my guest.
- Help, I can't swim! - You're drunk!
Come, let's go.
Come on, lean on me.
He announces his personal exhibition for the 12th.
Hello, hello, gossip news:
this evening from our harbour
White, millionaire Gold's yacht sails away, after a nice long cruise.
We wish Mr. Gold and his guests a peaceful crossing.
Hello, hello, gossip news...
Mr. Gold, your scarf and cloak.
Mr. Gold, your scarf and cloak!
- Where could he have gone? - Mr. Gold, your scarf and cloak!
- It's humid, warn him. - Mr. Gold, the air is humid.
Mr. Gold, the air is humid. Mr. Gold, the air is humid.
He never thinks about his health!
Mr. Gold, think about your health. Mr. Gold, think about your health.
Mr. Gold...
LET ME SLEEP
He's here, he's sleeping.
Make them stop!
Why are you shutting it?
- Mr. Gold's sleeping. - Sleeping?
- Love suicide? - Attempted suicide.
Love?
Crisis.
Spiritual crisis?
- Financial crisis. - Always the same story: money!
You've also jumped into the sea...
Debts, isn't it?
- I'm a billionaire. - No!
Yes.
Believe, fortune comes with many misfortunes.
I envy you your poverty.
Only the poor can know the true feelings of people.
Especially at lunch time.
- Imagine being a billionaire. - I'm doing it right now.
You'd never know if women smile to you or to your money.
I can't tell, with all those millions!
You'd never know if you have true friends.
True, I can't.
If a servant waxes the floor hoping you'll break your neck.
Let's hope not.
If the cook makes you a beef fillet, Bismarck style...
- What? - Bismarck style.
How's that?
A slice of beef two fingers high,
cooked on slow fire, with eggs on it.
Money compels us to live as others wish.
You're free to do what you like.
You want to go out in shirt sleeves? You go out!
Want to do a summersault? You do it.
- Can't you? - No! I, can't!
How many other things there are that I can't do!
My life's under control, minute by minute.
At 7, bath. At 7:30, exercise.
At 8, riding. At 8:30...
- Breakfast. - No, my secretary's face.
At 9, newspapers and correspondence. At 9:30...
- Breakfast? - No, fencing.
At 10, my secretary's face again.
At 11, manager. At 12:30...
- Breakfast. - Yes, breakfast!
And all these with hypocrite and interested people.
How beautiful!
I'm sleepy.
- Don't you come to sleep? - Yes, yes.
How I'd wish waking up one morning without a dime!
Like me!
Find myself in a country where nobody knows me.
If I'd find one person, only one...
who'd do a brotherly gesture for me,
good but spontaneous, coming from the heart...
I'd give...
- ...a million. - Did you say a million?
Yes.
A million.
What is a million?
Bob! Bob!
Bob! Three by four, Bob!
- Bob! - Bob...
- Is there a dog? - Yes, here.
- Here where? - Here, here.
Bob! Bob!
- It's here! - Where?
- Here! - Bob! Bob!
Where?
- Where's the dog? - The dog? There.
Bob! Three by three, Bob!
Bob! Bob!
Bob!
Bob! Bob!
Bob!
Bob! Three by three! Bob! Two by three!
Are you searching for a dog or the Lottery numbers?
- It's a calculating dog. - Calculating?
Yes, a circus dog! Bob! Three by three!
Bob, three by nine... twenty-five!
- No, twenty-six! - Shut up, you'll confuse the dog.
Bob! Bob!
- Are you also from the circus? - Yes.
Are you riding? Dancing?
Bob! Bob!
- Here it is! - Where?
There!
Oh God! It's running to the street! Bob! Bob!
Bob!
- Careful! - Thank you.
- I won't find it anymore! - Calm yourself, we'll catch it.
When it's breaking free... And if then it sees the numbers! Bob!
Bob!
Bob!
If you allow me, I'll help you. I'm very resourceful.
- Careful! - Thank you.
- I'd put it more... - Come on! I'm the manager, am I not?
- I've put it like this. Enough! - Stop!
- Wait a moment. - Want do you want?
Sir, I've found him. I've discovered him, I've brought him.
True, you can stay.
Please, a bit higher.
Look at the camera, please.
Don't move.
Don't move. Smile.
But don't move!
- Must I smile without moving? - Sure!
Ready?
Bravo, bravissimo!
Quickly, the photo on three columns, understood?
Your photo will be published that big at the first page.
- Can you see the tails? - Of course!
What you have told us will be read by the entire city.
- No errors! - It's understood! What is it?
We don't have the millionaire's description.
Tell me, describe...
- What? - How did the millionaire look like?
- In tails, a gentleman! - No!
- Was he handsome or ugly? - Ugly, no! Why should he?
Was he young, old, blond, dark haired, how was he?
- What do you care? - For the public! To find him!
To find him...
- And what if he doesn't want to be found? - Listen...
- I know, he doesn't want to be found. - How could you know?
I'm his friend, I'm a gentleman.
- I won't say it. - Come on...
Perfect, chief!
- Very well, quickly to the block print! - Very well.
Show me.
He must stay here, he mustn't go around the city.
Thank you, sir. I'll be going.
Stay a little longer.
You wouldn't want to go out in tails in the morning!
It can't be!
With all this money I'd like to smarten myself up a little,
buy something, have a little fun,
visit a museum... And then I'm hungry.
You're hungry? Be our guest!
- Please, eat with us! - Take a seat.
- There's something to eat? - Yes! Abundantly!
- Take a seat. - Let's chat a little.
Manager!
"A millionaire's strange adventure." Very well!
- I want the photo here. - Sure.
"I'd give a million to anyone who'd do a spontaneous generous thing for me."
I'd give a million...
I'd give a million?!
Imagination, gentlemen! A little imagination!
Damn it, a news hit! A pencil!
I'll give!
"I'll give a million to anyone who'll do a spontaneous generous thing for me."
- A newspaper. - A newspaper, please.
"I'll give a million." Have you seen it?
- A million? - A million?
Le Courrier du Sud-Est!
"A millionaire's strange adventure. I'll give a million."
Aren't you ashamed to beg, so young?
Poor young man... Take!
10 francs!
Have you got kids?
Children. They are the true richness!
Of course!
- Will you introduce us to your lady? - Of course, of course!
If I do something for someone, I only do it out of sympathy.
You don't know how much I like you.
- How your faces inspires trust. - Thank you.
What? Oh, yes. Wait, wait.
- Do you like lobster? - Yes, yes.
Yes, lobster. And then caviar and the drinks.
You take care!
ENTRANCE FORBIDDEN TO BEGGARS AND STREET MUSICIANS
THE PRIMEROSE CIRCUS OFFERS A FEAST
TO THE POOR OF THE CITY AND THIS EVENING GALA SHOW
FREE ENTRANCE FOR THE POOR AND LOTTERY OF 100 FRANCS IN PRIZES
Bob!
- Where are you going? - I think Bob's here.
- It's it. - Are you sure?
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