Louis Jourdan

Gaston Lachaille: [singing] She's a babe! / Just a babe! / Still cavorting in her crib / Eating breakfast with a bib / with her baby teeth / and all her baby curls! / She's a tot! / Just a tot! / Good for bouncing on your knee! / I am positive that she / doesn't even know that boys aren't girls! / She's a snip! / Just a snip! / Making dreadful baby noise, / having fun with all her toys! / Just a chickadee who needs a mother hen! / She's a cub, a papoose! / You could never turn her loose! / She's too infantile to take her from her pen! / Of course, that weekend in Trouville, / in spite of all her youthful zeal, / she was exceedingly polite / and on the whole a sheer delight. / And if it wasn't joy galore, / at least not once was she a bore, / that I recall. / No, not at all... / Ah, she's a child! / A silly child! / Adolescent to her toes / and good Heaven how it shows / Sticky thumbs are all the fingers she has got! / She's a child! / A clumsy child! / She's as swollen as a grape / and she doesn't have a shape / where her figure ought to be, / It is not! / Just a child! / A growing child / that's so backward for her years, / if a boy her age appears / I am certain he will never call again! / She's a scamp and a brat, / doesn't know where she is at, / unequipped and undesirable to men! / Of course, I must confess / that in that brand new little dress, / she looked surprisingly mature / and had a definite allure. / It was a shock in fact to me, / the most amazing shock to see / the way it clung / on one, so young! / She's a girl, / a little girl! / Getting older, it is true, / which is what they always do / till that unexpected hour / when they blossom like a flower! Oh, no! Oh, no! But... but... there's sweeter music when she speaks, isn't there? / Could I be wrong? Could it be so? / Oh where, oh where did Gigi go? / Gigi! Am I a fool without a mind or have I merely been too blind to realize? / Oh Gigi! Why you've been growing up before my very eyes / Gigi! You're not at all that funny, awkward little girl, I knew / oh no! Overnight there's been a breathless change in you...

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Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard: [crying] I won't go back to school! I'll never go back to school! I didn't do it-it isn't fair! Why do I have to tell lies to escape a beating?
Jacques Bonnard: What-what's the matter? What happened? What is it at that school? Maman! Who beat you?
Susan Bonnard: Beating? What beating?
Jacques Bonnard: Come on, Bibi. Now, please, stop crying and tell us, what happened?
Uncle Desmond Bonnard: What is this of a beating?
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard: In school, the principal finds a dirty picture. It's from my 'Gay Paree' which I have taken there.
[Susan looks up at the brothers, reproachfully. The brothers look embarrassed]
Uncle Desmond Bonnard: Now, wait. They are not dirty pictures in Le Gay Paree. They are, it is true, pictures of women with few clothes, but this is not dirty! Ah, no!
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard: But this is only the beginning! It is a picture of a girl, standing like so
[he gets up and imitates the pose; Susan looks shocked]
Susan Bonnard: Jacques!
Jacques Bonnard: This is not dirty.
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard: But in this picture, on the head, instead of the face of the girl in the magazine, there's drawn the face of Miss Tate, my teacher.
Uncle Desmond Bonnard: This is... indelicate, but it is still not dirty.
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard: But also with the pencil, many things have been added.
Uncle Louis Bonnard: THIS could be dirty.

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Richard Stuart: What is it?
Brandon: Sir, there's an inspector Huntington from Scotland Yard, waiting for you in your study.
Richard Stuart: Ahha, Scotland Yard, that's very interesting, thank you Brandon.
Brandon: Sir?
Richard Stuart: Yes?
Brandon: Are you guilty, or not guilty?
Richard Stuart: Guilty, of course. I chopped her up in little pieces and mailed them.

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