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Florence: Well we can't complain that you've been ignored by the press. Freddie: What they say? What they say? Florence: They're not to polite Freddie: They say I'm a shit? Florence: Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces. In five different languages. The Times: "You thrive on unpleasantness." Speaks French Freddie: I don't believe that they can't see my game. I'm like that tennis player, what's his name? They love to hate me and for us, that's dollars. Florence: Speaks Russian Freddie: Hey, look there's a piece that some idiot's written on you. "Florence Vassey, petite, Hungarian-born personal assistant. His gentle companion"- if they only knew! Florence: What do you mean? I've always been gentle with you, Freddie! Both: "She stands by her champion." Freddie: I like this. Both: "Whose demands are so infantile" Freddie: I don't like this. Florence: If you don't like it then it's up to you. They like the Russian they could like you, too. Freddie: Commie newspapers! Of course the bastards all support the Russians. Florence: But Sergievsky seems a sweet opponent. So why do you abuse him all the time? Freddie, I love you very much, but just for once, don't go on about the Russians at the press conference, okay? |