He was throwing snowballs at Baron Rothschild.

- Oh, thankyou. - Do we know each other?

- Why? Doyou thinkwe're going to? - l don't know. How would l know?

Because l already know an awful lot ofpeople.

Until one ofthem dies l couldn't possibly meet anyone else.

Hmm. Well, ifanyone goes on the critical list, let me know.

- Quitter. - Uh, what?

[ Laughing ] You give up awfully easily, don'tyou?

Y_ens, Jean-Louis. Let us make a walk. l've never seen a Rothschild before.

[ Chuckling ] Clever fellow. Almost missed me.

Thankyou.

- You're blocking myview. - Oh.

- Which view would you prefer? - The oneyou're blocking.

lt's my last chance. l'm flying back to Paris this afternoon.

- What's your name? - PeterJoshua.

- Mine's Regina Lampert. - Is there a Mr. Lampert?

- Yes. - Good foryou.

No, it isn't. l'm getting a divorce.

- Please, not on my account. - No. l don't really love him.

- At leastyou're honest. - Hmm. Is there a Mrs.Joshua?

Yes, but we're divorced.

That wasn't a proposal. l'm just curious.

[ Sighs ] Isyour husband withyou?

Oh, no, Charles is neverwith me. What do people call you? Pete?

Mr.Joshua.

- l've enjoyed talking with you. - Nowyou're angy.

No, l just have a lot ofpacking to do. l'm going back to Paris, too.

Wasn't it Shakespeare who said when strangers do meet in far-offlands...

they should ere long see each other again?

- Shakespeare never said that. - How doyou know?

lt's terrible. Youjust made it up.

Well, it sounds right. You going to call me?

- Areyou in the book? - Well, Charles is.

- Is there only one Charles Lampert? - Mmm.

Lord, l hope so. [ Gasps ]