"A King in New York" screenplay
Translation/Liu Pengru
Panoramic, overhead view. Outside the palace gate, the crowd came like a tide. The shouts shook the sky.
subtitle:
There are many small troubles in modern life, one of which is a revolution.
(Voiceover) We want...
Mid-range. The crowd rushed into the palace gate.
(Voiceover): ...Chardoff's head.
Interior view of the palace. Looking out from the palace, the crowd swarmed and rushed up the stone steps.
The picture turns into the middle shot. The crowd continued to rush to the stone level.
The picture turns into the interior. The king's throne was empty. Panning. The crowd rushed forward.
A revolutionary: Where is he?
The second revolutionary: He slipped away! quick! Go to the treasury soon!
They rushed out of the palace again, shouting.
The picture turns into the middle shot. The crowd ran down the stone stairs.
Interior view of the treasury. panoramic. The crowd rushed in from outside.
The revolutionary shouted: traitor!
Medium shot. The crowd flocked.
Revolutionary: This robber! He took everything away! (change)
Location. An airplane flew across the sky.
Into. A panoramic view of New York City from the air.
Location. airport. A plane landed slowly.
panoramic. A waitress was standing at the entrance of the escalator of the aircraft door, and Shadov, King of Estrovia, walked out of the aircraft door and stepped down the escalator. There was a loud voice at the airport. The reporters rushed forward.
When the king was standing on the escalator, a radio reporter rushed up and extended the microphone to the king.
Broadcast reporter: Your Majesty, please say a few words to the American people.
At this time, Jamière, the ambassador of Estrovia to the United States, arrived, and he pushed the reporter aside.
Jamière: Don't be busy. please wait a while!
Broadcast reporter: Who are you?
Jamie: I am the ambassador of His Majesty the King.
King: Jamie!
Jamie: Your Majesty! I am glad to see you safe and sound.
King: Ha, ha, we lied to them. Ha ha.
The two went down the escalator.
The king and Jamière were trapped by the crowd, and the camera shot from behind the crowd.
Police: Everyone, please disperse! Don't squeeze here! Please let me!
The police pushed the people away, and the king and Jamière walked out of the crowd.
The two of them stood down.
King: Where's my securities? Nothing has happened, right?
Jamière: It's all over to Dr. Fudel.
King: What?
Jamière: He said that as your prime minister, everything is in charge of him.
The broadcast reporter squeezed in again and put the microphone to the king's mouth again.
King: He! I can't believe that bad...
He pushed the microphone away with one hand, just in time to see Fu Del.
King: ...oh! He is there!
Fudel stepped forward and hugged the king.
Fu Del: Your Majesty!
King: Ha, ha! Where is my securities? where?
Fu Del: Please rest assured. They are all deposited in the bank, which is very safe.
King: Is it in my name?
Fuder: Oh, this is not a place to talk, Your Majesty. First of all, we have to get rid of these journalists.
King: Yes.
Fu Del: Well, please go here. (change)
Airport waiting room. interior.
A large group of news reporters and photographers rushed to and fro in the waiting room. There was a lot of chaos everywhere.
King Chadoff, Fudel and Jamiet entered the camera, stopped in front of the reporters, and turned their backs behind the camera.
Photojournalist: (Voiceover) Laugh, Your Majesty! Smile here.
Medium shot. Both the king and Fudel. Jamie and the airport staff stood behind them.
Photographer: (Voiceover) Hello, Your Majesty! ...Here, one more one! ...... Come on, don't laugh!
The king followed suit one by one, posing many poses.
Fu Del: Excuse me, gentlemen, please be quiet!
The voice gradually quieted down.
Fu Del: Please stop taking pictures. As you all know, His Majesty King Chadov has just gone through a bloody revolution. Therefore, I hope you will shorten this visit as much as possible.
The camera was shot from behind the king and Fudel to the journalists.
Fu Del: Please ask questions quickly.
Journalist: When I heard that you escaped...
Medium shot. King and Fudel. Jamie and the airport staff are behind them.
Journalist: ... brought out all the stolen goods.
Fu Del: Well. If you are referring to those things that belong to your Majesty’s government in accordance with the law, then all the industrial contracts have been transferred beforehand and have not fallen to the revolutionary bandits...
The camera was shot from behind the king and Fudel, and the reporters were filmed.
Fu Del: ...and the hands of the murderer.
Journalist: Where are those things now?
Medium shot. Both the king and Fudel. Jamie and the airport staff were behind them.
Fu Del: This question is a private matter and cannot be told.
King: You can answer.
Fu Del: Those industrial contracts are now safely stored in a bank.
Voice of a female reporter: In whose name?
Fu Del: This is again a private matter, so it is inconvenient to tell.
King: You can answer.
Fudel: During the period of His Majesty's government in exile, as the Prime Minister, those industrial contracts were deposited in my name. When to change the name, wait for His Majesty the King to decide for himself.
King: Then, I will decide to change my name now.
The king stood up.
Fu Del: Your Majesty, please stay calm. You have to go through the immigration first. Do you have any questions?
The king sat down.
The camera was shot from behind the king and Fudel, and the reporters were filmed.
Journalist: Your Majesty! Please talk about the debate about atomic energy!
The king stood up.
King: Haha: Ladies and gentlemen, the issue of atomic energy, I lost the throne for it. I want to make atomic energy for family use, but my ministers want an atomic bomb. Fortunately, I still have some nuclear programs that can completely change modern life and bring an ideal world that I can't dream of!
The immigration officer enters the camera.
Fuder: Your Majesty, may I say something, the immigration officer is waiting for you.
King: Oh, sorry.
Immigration Officer: Well, please come here.
Fu Del: This is the end of the press conference, gentlemen.
Immigration Department Fingerprint Section. interior. The reporters rushed in, each seizing a good position. The king, Fudel and Jamière also followed in. The immigration officer led the king to the fingerprint officer.
Immigration Officer: Please press your fingerprint here.
King: Oh, that's it.
Fingerprint Officer: Please use your right hand.
King: Oh, yes.
While pressing his fingerprints, the radio station reporter rushed forward for an interview.
Broadcast reporter: Your Majesty, don't you say a few words to the American people?
King: Your warm friendship and generous hospitality touched me deeply. This magnanimous country has shown its lofty generosity to those who come to escape tyranny. thank you all.
Having said that, the king's finger just pressed a fingerprint. (change)
Hotel lobby. interior.
The hall was full of journalists, more than before. There was a tumultuous noise.
The king, Fudel and Jamière entered through the revolving door.
Journalist: Look, here he is!
Photojournalist: Smile, Your Majesty!
The king stood still and let everyone take pictures.
Journalist: (Voiceover) Please go here, do it again!
Another voice: Come one who doesn't laugh!
panoramic. The king, Fudel and Jamière left the main entrance of the hotel and walked through the hall.
Fu Del: Go here, Your Majesty.
The human voice gradually disappeared. (change)
The king's hotel room. interior.
Fu Del sits at the desk, signing a document. Jamie stood beside him.
Fu Del picked up the file, stood up, and walked out. Jamière followed him.
The King is playing a small balloon, and Fudel and Jamière enter the camera. The king put the balloon on the sofa chair behind him.
Fu Del: Your Majesty, here is a list of the national inventory. I hope this clears your doubts.
King: You should say that it is the right thing to remove my anxiety, so that both of us will not be embarrassed.
He took the deposit list from Fu Del.
King: (turning through the list) Is there only so much inventory left in the treasury?
Fu Del: That's all there is to it, Your Majesty.
King: No wonder there is a revolution in our country. But where are the account books and bills?
Fu Del: I didn't take it out. It was too hasty to rescue those things.
The camera pans from the king to Jamière, a double shot.
King: Well, I understand. Then, according to what you said, the national treasury funds and my property are deposited in the First National Bank?
Fu Del: (Voiceover) Yes.
King: Then let's go to the bank.
Jamière: It's too late now, Your Majesty, the banks are closed.
Fuder: There is nothing to order, your majesty?
King: It’s nothing, Dr. Fudel, but I invite you to come at ten o’clock tomorrow morning. (He turns around and asks Jamière) Ten o'clock, that's when the bank opens, eh?
Jamière: Yes, Your Majesty.
Fu Del bowed and retired, and walked out of the door.
panoramic. The king and Jamière talked to the camera.
Jamière: He took the national inventory, why didn't he tell you earlier?
King: I don't understand and don't care.
Jamière: But the newspaper is scolding you for taking inventory.
The king put the list on the desk.
King: Being a king, I've got a lot of scolding, Jamie.
Jamière: But, Your Majesty, you must remember this.
King: Remember! After this chaos, I just want to forget everything. Tonight, I want to have fun. I want to take a tour of this city.
Jamière: Don't be busy, Your Majesty! Don't be busy!
King: Oh, Jamie, if you know what it is like to breathe this free air, that would be great! This wonderful and wonderful America! It's youthful! Talented! Vigorous! It is endlessly prosperous and splendid! New York! America!
As he spoke, he walked to the window, opened the window curtain, and looked at the scenery outside, amazed.
New York location.
daytime. A forest of tall buildings. The camera pans from bottom to top, and a skyscraper rises into the clouds.
Another skyscraper soars into the clouds.
The camera pans down from the top of the building: another skyscraper. (change)
Night. Thousands of people thronged the street, and neon lights flickered everywhere on the high-rise buildings. In front of the brightly-lit cinemas and restaurants, there is a constant stream of people coming and going.
Medium shot. In front of a movie theater, the lights are bright, and pedestrians keep walking by.
The king and Jamière were also walking among the crowds. We can't hear what the king is saying.
Singing came from the loudspeaker:
Thinking of millions of gold dollars,
I couldn't help but tears came down,
I suddenly remembered that piece of blue...
A police car suddenly screamed. The sound of the police car drowned the singing, and when the police car stopped hissing, the singing had become:
I only listened to the cry of Yang Chui.
The king and Jamie stopped.
Jamière: Are you happy to go to the movies?
King: Great.
At this time, the singing overwhelmed the conversation between the two:
I'm stepping out of the big glass window,
It's all just for you.
Ah, my lord...the emperor...
Jamie pointed to the cinema, and the two walked over.
The singing continued:
……what should I do?
what should I do?
The king and Jamière walked to the door of the cinema.
King: Just this one, okay?
Jamière: Okay.
They walked into the gate of the cinema.
King: I hope it's a little quieter here.
Singing is still coming from the loudspeaker:
I love you so much,
But I understand,
You will not be faithful to me.
I hate that I can't make up my mind,
Go find one...
In the cinema.
The king and Jamière walked into the auditorium, followed by a large group of teenage boys and girls. The ticket collector told them to wait at the passage. At this time, there was rocking music, and the boys and girls danced to the music.
singing:
I have shoes, I have...
panoramic. stage. A band is playing on the stage. The boys and girls jumped in the aisle.
The singing continued:
……shoe.
I can dance those boros with you,
If you swing with me...
On the stage stood a big trumpeter and a small trumpeter, playing frantically.
The singing continued:
...Tonight.
What I have is energy...
The camera returns to the king and Jamière. They stood there blankly, behind them was a large group of young men and women.
The singing continued:
What you have is energy...
King: It seems to be more noisy here than outside.
Jamière: When the film starts, it will be quieter.
The singing drowned out the speech again:
The two of them got energized,
Just full of energy,
Get away with it,
Two people swayed,
You can skip all night.
panoramic. On the stage, boys and girls jumped in the foreground.
The singing continued:
You are not right,
Go take a pill...
Medium shot. The king and Jamière were squeezed among the juveniles, laughing and laughing.
King: Do you think this stuff is healthy?
The singing overwhelmed the conversation again:
Don't take that medicine,
If you eat it, you will get sick.
After taking that medicine, you will
swinging……
panoramic. On the stage, the teenagers jumped in the foreground.
The singing kept coming:
...Has no rest all night.
Trumpeters and trumpeters stood at the front of the stage and blew desperately.
Medium shot. King and Jamie, behind them are the boys and girls. Gradually the king swayed to the music.
The music suddenly stopped. On the stage, the curtain slowly fell, and the musicians retreated backstage. The boys and girls burst into excitement and shouted. The king and Jamière were caught in the midst of these frantic young men and women, not knowing what to do.
A ticket conductor came to the king, trying to take them out of the siege. The camera follows the shot.
The king and Jamière desperately squeezed forward among the crowd. The shouts from all sides were deafening.
A teenage girl, lying on the floor, maddened by the music, turned over, hugged the king's leg and bit his ankle.
King: Are you crazy?
The shouting gradually subsided.
The ticket collector caught the girl up, but broke free again for her. While dancing wildly, she screamed: Ah! Ji, that's great!
She then sang again:
Let me swirl, let me go...
La, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la,
Da, Da, Da, Da, Da,
Da da da……
The ticket collector finally caught her and pushed her out.
Medium and close shot. The king sat down. Jamie squeezed over and sat down beside him.
The audience whispered, whispering something.
King: She bit me openly! It's crazy. ……first row. Isn't this too close?
Jamière: The courtyard is full. This is the best seat.
The lights went out. The music started.
Under the wide screen, the audience was seated in darkness.
The words "coming soon" suddenly appeared on the screen.
The title of the trailer suddenly appeared on the screen:
"Soul Murderer"
Then, on the screen, some big characters suddenly jumped out one after another:
"You will fall in love with him"
"He will crawl into your heart"
"Please come here to avoid Xiang Yu"
Next, is the footage of the trailer:
In a bedroom--
A woman is lying on the bed. A man stood behind a screen.
Woman: Who is it? Leona!
The man closed the screen, pushed it down with one hand, and drew a pistol from his pocket.
Man: I have to kill you, my honey. This is for your good.
He shot three times in a row.
The woman looked up from the bed.
Woman: Missed at all!
The ad words appeared on the screen again:
"He missed! Don't miss this modern movie of tears."
These words flashed on the screen again:
"Another blockbuster film will be screened soon"
Then flashed the title:
"Male and Female Difficult to Distinguish"
Flashed on the screen:
"A Problem Play"
panoramic. Fragrant boudoir for women.
A blonde woman was leaning on the recliner. Next to her, there was a man sitting on a low stool.
Medium and close shot. Blonde woman.
Blond woman: (When she speaks, it's a man's voice) It's useless, honey. Our love has no home in this world.
Medium and close shot. man.
Man: (When he speaks, it's a woman's voice) What you said is wrong. We can go to Denmark for surgery and find a way.
A string of big characters suddenly jumped out on the screen:
"The movie will finally reach the stage of maturity, please watch..."
Then flashed on the screen:
"Male and Female Difficult to Distinguish"
Then again:
"I'm sure to be released on Friday"
At this time, a trailer for another new film flashed:
"The Return of Terror"
An interior view of a hotel in the western United States flashed on the screen.
panoramic. A shepherd boy broke into the hotel and kept firing his guns all the way.
Shepherd Boy: Kill them! Okay, that's the idea!
Close shot. Another shepherd boy crouched at one end of the counter, and he fired a shot.
The shepherd boy who appeared first was standing in front of the half-door of the hotel. He fired eight shots in a row.
panoramic. The people in the hotel fell to the ground one by one.
Close shot. The shepherd boy at the counter fired another shot.
panoramic. The two shepherd boys started a gun battle, bullets flew horizontally and sparks shot in all directions.
Medium and close shot. The king and Jamière, with rows of spectators behind them. Their eyes followed the bullets across the wide screen, their heads turned left and right, as if watching a fierce tennis match.
There were twelve gunshots in a row.
King: (At the tenth shot, I can't help it anymore) Let's go. He and Jamière left their seats. (change)
panoramic. Outside the cinema. The sound of gunfire, music and singing in the courtyard can be faintly heard.
The king and Jamière came out from inside and squeezed into the crowd on the sidewalk again.
The broadcaster broadcasts the singing voice:
Thinking of millions of gold dollars,
I couldn't help but tears came down,
I remembered that piece...
We can't hear what the king and Jamière are talking about. They walked slowly over. (change)
restaurant. interior.
The king and Jamière walked through the hall. The foreman of the waiter caught up and led them to a table beside the music stage.
Waiter foreman: Please sit here, sir...
They sat down.
Foreman of the waiter: ...I'll find a guy to come and wait for you.
King: Ah, this is better. Not that noisy.
panoramic. The king and Jamière were sitting far away, behind which was the music stage. The foreman of the waiter pointed to a waiter.
The music stage began to rotate.
The waiter handed the menu to the king and the ambassador Jamière.
King: Thank you.
Jamière: Oh. thanks.
Medium and close shot. The king and Jamière.
The music stage turned on the other side, the pianist disappeared, and a jazz band appeared. The bass drum and snare drum, unbiased, happened to stop behind the king. The king and Jamière carefully looked at the menu and prepared to order.
King: What would you like to eat?
Jamière: I don't know.
The band began to play.
The masterpiece of jazz music, the sound of drums and cymbals, shakes the sky.
The cymbals just hit the king's head, and he buried his head and dodged indiscriminately.
Medium and close shot. Drummers and other musicians in the band played non-stop on stage.
Medium shot. The king and Jamière looked very embarrassed under the music stage.
The king tried his best to dodge the block, and finally pushed the cymbal aside, hitting his head a few times. He reached out and touched it.
The drummer became more and more enthusiastic, beating the bass drum, snare drum and cymbals desperately.
The king and Jamiet opened the menus in their hands. The band is behind them. The waiter stepped forward.
The king and Jamière were still looking at the menu.
King: (Crying loudly) I want some caviar. What would you like?
Jamière: I will do the same.
The king put down the menu and looked up at the waiter.
King: Caviar.
The waiter couldn't hear what the king was saying, and stared blankly.
Waiter: What?
The king shouted again: Caviar!
The waiter asked again: What?
The king and Jamière were at a loss.
The king shouted again: Look!
The king imitated the fish swimming, cut the fish belly open, and pretended to put caviar on his hands, making the appearance of eating.
King: Caviar!
Jamie is not interested in this imitation. He flipped through the menu in his hand.
Jamière: I think I want something else. Do you have turtle soup?
King: Turtle soup. Okay, turtle soup, two servings.
The waiter stayed there like a wood.
Waiter: Who is it?
The king and Jamie still had no choice.
The king said loudly: Turtle!
He picked up a plate and put it on the back of his hand, learning the appearance of a turtle, and then learning to drink soup.
King: Turtle! Turtle soup!
Exhausted, the king turned to look at the band on stage. (Fading)
(Gradually) In the hotel room.
The camera sweeps across the room. The king sat there with his camera behind his back. He was facing a television and was watching a television newsreel of his own arrival in the United States. He raised his hands and put them behind his head.
Voice of the TV Rapporteur: Gentlemen and ladies all over the United States, all ships on the sea, I wish you good morning! This is the ten o'clock news program. King Schadov of Estrovia was overthrown by the people and fled abroad with public funds from the treasury and arrived in the United States. King Shadoff brought a large amount of fortune to the United States and his atomic project...
Close shot. The king looked at the TV without turning his eyes away.
TV Rapporteur: ... He hopes to reform modern life and promote an ideal country.
Medium shot. Sitting with his back facing outside, Jamière walked into the room in a panic.
Jamière: Your Majesty, Fudel slipped away last night and has already taken a plane to South America.
The king stood up and walked over.
King: Call the bank quickly.
Jamière: I did. They said that all securities and deposits have been withdrawn on the day of your arrival.
King: Humph! He swept away and stole everything from him!
Jamie walked up to the king and followed the camera.
Jamie: Then we must expose him as a thief, this rascal.
King: It's useless. We have no accounts and no legal right to speak. We are broke, Jamie.
The king sat down on the arm of the chair.
Jamière: Do you still have your atomic projects.
King: Those are just blueprints. Blueprints don’t turn into money.
Jamière: But think about it, people are still scolding you for abducting public funds from the treasury!
King: Is it different? I would rather be a successful gangster and not be a pauper king.
The phone rang.
Jamie hurried over to listen to the phone.
Jamie: Hello! Oh, very good.
He put down the telephone receiver.
Jamière: (to the king) Her Majesty the Queen is here, now...
Close shot. The king seemed hesitated.
Jamière: ...coming upstairs. I'll go down and pick her up.
King: Oh, Jamie. Don't tell anyone that we are bankrupt, and don't mention a word.
Jamière: Your majesty, although the private property of the ministers is small, I hope your majesty can use it at will.
Medium shot. The king and Jamière. The king stood up and put his hand on Jamie's shoulder.
King: Jamière, dear Jamière, if we can sell the atomic project, our money will not run out.
Jamière walked to the door.
The king tidied his tie.
Jamie opened the door, and the queen was standing outside, with the hotel manager beside her.
King: (Voiceover) Irene!
The queen walked into the room.
panoramic. The queen came in and met the king. The two embraced.
King: Oh!
Jamie comes over, hands of the prince and queen.
Queen: Jamie!
Jamière retreated.
King: When did you arrive?
They walked to the trio chair.
Queen: An hour ago. Flying from Paris.
King: Did you come alone?
The two sat down.
Queen: Alone. This time it was terrible.
King: Oh, at least my head is still on my neck. Ha ha! How are your family members?
Queen: All are very good, thank you.
King: Great! Are you going to live here for a while?
Close shot. queen.
Queen: I want to go back to Paris as soon as possible, the sooner the better.
King: Very good. Alas, um, alas, that's fine, I won't let you delay for too long. After this mess, I...
Close shot. queen.
King: (Voiceover)...I think we should get some understanding.
Medium shot. King and queen. The king got up and poured a glass of water.
King: Irene, we have always got along well. Good friends, at least. We have always been sincere to each other. As you know, our marriage is a political marriage. You were not happy in the past, it was natural...
Close shot. The queen was noncommittal.
King: (Voiceover)...You are not happy, nor am I happy.
Queen: I should be blamed for the past.
The king sat down.
King: If not, you were young and in love at the time. Unfortunately, it's not for me. No, we shouldn't blame which one of us. The throne should be blamed...
Close shot. The queen was silent.
King: (Voiceover)...and now the throne no longer exists.
Queen: Do you want a divorce?
King: I hope you are happy.
Queen: I will do what you want.
King: You are with me. These years have been unfortunate enough. I just want to put an end to this situation.
Queen: There is no misfortune at all.
King: Then, let's just say that these years have been a friendly and wrong combination. Be happy! It's time for lunch, let me order you something to eat.
The king got up and walked over to call. The camera follows the shot.
Queen: Why is life so complicated and incomprehensible?
King: Otherwise, how boring and dull it would be. (Talking to the phone) Hello!
A woman's voice: This is the hotel office.
King: Please take over the waiter's department for me.
A man's voice: waiter.
King: Hmm! Would you please bring up a menu?
knocking.
King: My goodness! Get in!
The king put down the phone and walked back to the queen.
The waiter came in and delivered a telegram.
Waiter: Telegram, sir.
The king took the telegram.
King: Really! I thought it was a menu, (opening the telegram) Sorry, let me take a look at the telegram.
The waiter withdrew. The king walked to the bedroom door.
Jamie entered through the bedroom door and walked to the king.
King: Oh, Jamie!
He passed the telegram to Jamie.
King: It's from the woman named Cromwell again. Please go to dinner tonight.
Jamière: Did you decide not to go?
King: Decided not to go. (change)
Medium shot. The king and queen face today and have lunch together.
The queen toasts and drinks, the camera advances.
King: There is one thing we haven't talked about yet. Alimony.
The queen put down her wine bosom.
Queen: I don't need it. I have money. This is what you know.
King: It's really an anecdote for a woman to say such a thing when talking about divorce.
Queen: Didn’t you realize that today is our wedding anniversary?
King: Well, you seem to live faster now than you were in the past.
Queen: I didn't know how annoying it was before.
King: When we were on our honeymoon, you were really unpleasant.
Queen: You must have hated me then, right?
King, on the contrary, I love you very much.
Queen: How could you?
King: I just thought you were too young and ignorant. The fact is not like that. (He points his finger to the dining table) You haven't eaten at all.
Queen: I am not hungry.
King: Let me call you something else.
Queen: (shaking his head) Thank you, no need to call. I have to go.
King: (holding up a napkin at the same time) Are you going back to Paris?
Queen: (takes a napkin and wipes his mouth) Yes. How about you?
King: I have to stay here.
Queen: Why?
King: For the money.
Queen: The newspaper said that you have millions of dollars now.
King: To realize this atomic project, I need a lot of money.
The phone rang.
King: I'm sorry.
The king got up to answer the phone. The camera follows the shot. He picked up the telephone tube.
King: Hello!
A man’s voice: This is "Atlantic Airlines." We have left the tickets to fly to Paris at half past five. Is the queen going to leave?
King: Thank you. The queen is going to leave. (He turns his head and looks at the queen and asks) Really?
He put down the telephone tube. (Fading)
(Fade in) Panorama. People come and go in the airport terminal.
The queen and Jamière came in from behind. The lens advances to the middle shot.
A porter passed by.
Queen: Oh, porter!
The man stopped.
Porter: Any instructions, madam?
Queen: Where's my ticket?
Porter: (hands her a paper bag) Here, madam.
Queen: Thank you.
The porter is gone. The king greeted them with a stack of magazines and a box of chocolate candies.
King: This is your favorite chocolate candy, with almond hearts, and these cookie-cutter movies and magazines, which are also your favorite to watch.
Jamière: (Take these things in your hand) Let me get it.
Queen: Thank you, Jamie.
The megaphone announced loudly: Passengers to London and Paris, please enter the airport through Gate 9.
King: That's you.
He hugged and said goodbye to the queen.
Queen: Goodbye.
King: Goodbye, my dear.
Queen: Take care.
The king rushed to pass her the movie magazines and chocolate candies.
King: Don't forget your magazines.
Queen: Yes. What is needed, write to me.
King: Certainly.
The queen walked towards the airport entrance, the camera followed. She turned around again.
Queen: Letters often. do not forget.
King: I will not forget it.
The queen is gone. The king looked at her back, took off his hat, shook it, then turned and left. (change)
In the king's hotel room.
Medium and close shot. Ambassador Jamière is answering the phone.
Jamie: Hello, yes! ...(He turns around) It's the woman named Cromwell again, asking if she's going to the party tonight.
Medium and close shot. The king lay idle in his chair.
King: Answer her not to go.
Jamière: (Voiceover) You won't change your mind, will you?
The king is going to pour himself a glass of champagne.
King: I've never lived before. I go as soon as I invite dinner. I'm not that kind of person.
Medium and close shot. Jamie answered on the phone.
Jamière: I'm sorry, His Majesty the King is sorry, but he can't come tonight.
He put down the telephone tube.
The king poured a glass of champagne and handed it to Jamie.
King: Who is she?
Jamie: One of the female celebrities in New York. Several women’s magazines have been published and a large television station is also owned.
The king drank himself and poured another glass of wine.
King: Well, I neither intend to appear on TV nor write for women's magazines. We are not there yet. Moreover, I am not in a good mood at the moment, and I am not happy to attend any banquets.
Jamière: Oh, your majesty, it's the queen who is gone. It makes you sad.
King: (tragically) Life and death are almost the same as death.
Jamière: When the queen left, she seemed indescribably sad.
King: Yes.
He put the wine glass on the table.
Jamière: Do you really want to get a divorce?
King: I believe the queen wants.
He stood up and walked to the bedroom door.
Jamière: I dare say, Your Majesty, she is starting to love you.
King: You think so, Jamie. Just a wish.
bathroom. interior. The king came in and closed the door. He walked to the bathtub and reached out to test the temperature of the water. Then he went to the other side and dried his hands with a towel.
At this moment, a woman's singing came from next door:
For love, I would sell my soul,
As long as I can find true love,
Then there is nothing in the last world
I don't want to proceed...
The king raised his head.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
singing:
I can do everything,
As long as I can catch...
The king quietly walked to the door leading to the bathroom next door. Jamie broke into the bathroom. The king was about to peek at the cubicle through the keyhole when he stood up again.
singing:
I am willing to commit any crime,
As long as I can catch...
one person……
...Gentle and sincere...
The king gestured to Jamière and told him to come and see too. Jamie came over and knelt down to look at the keyhole.
singing:
Like Faust, I would betray my soul,
If I could say...
Medium and close shot. Annie is sitting in the bathtub.
She glanced at the door and continued singing:
I have found my heart--
My only love, love,
For love, I am willing to sell my soul.
panoramic. King bathroom. interior. Jamie was peeking through the keyhole next door. The king stood behind him. He patted Jamière on the shoulder. Jamière stood up and stroked his fingers, saying "the face is so pretty".
The king and Jamière switch positions.
The king pulled a small stool and sat down to take a peek at the scenery next door.
At this time, the singing stopped and the king stood up and shrugged, indicating that he could only see the woman's head.
There was a sound of water from the shower hose in the compartment.
Jamie and the king went to grab the keyhole. Jamie was one step ahead and rushed, and the king had to stand behind him, angrily. Jamie remembered that as a minister, how could he fight for the first place, and quickly stepped aside.
The king sat on the small stool again, and looked carefully through the keyhole.
Annie bathroom. interior.
Annie stretched her arm out of the bathtub and pulled the curtain to cover it.
King bathroom. interior.
The king shrugged, stood up, showed Jamiet with his hands, and told him that the curtain had been drawn to cover it.
The curtain was drawn again from the compartment.
The two grabbed the keyhole again. It was Yamier who took the lead again, and the king waited for Yamier to give way.
Annie bathroom. interior.
Annie is in the bathtub. She patted the water with her hand and looked at the door again.
Annie: Oh! Help!
King bathroom. interior.
The king stared at Jamière blankly.
Annie: (Voiceover) Help!
The king knocked on that door.
King: Are you calling for help?
Annie: (Voiceover) Help!
The king looked at Jamière.
Jamière: Me, me, I'm going to call downstairs.
Jamie turned to leave, but the king grabbed him.
King: Hello! Stay here, don't go!
Annie grabbed a large bath towel and put it on her chest.
Annie: Help!
King bathroom. interior.
The king looked back at Jamière and shrugged. He tried the door, but the door was not locked.
The king smiled at Jamière and opened the door.
Annie bathroom. interior.
The king ran in.
The camera followed the king and continued to Anne in the bathtub. She grabbed a bath towel and put it on her chest.
Annie: Get out!
The king turned around and left.
Annie: Help!
He turned around again, covering his eyes with his hands.
King: I hope, I hope you make up your mind, don't be so half-hearted.
Annie: (Voiceover) Help!
King: Wait a minute!
He covered his head with a bath towel, fumbled step by step, and walked towards the bathtub.
Annie got up and sat by the bathtub, wrapped in a large bath towel.
King: Where are you?
The king threw himself on the bathtub.
Annie yelled strangely: Oops!
The king fumbled in the bathtub, and Annie slipped to the other end of the bathtub.
King: It doesn't matter... it doesn't matter. Just wait a second! Stop yelling.
He sat down next to the bathtub and fell into it.
Annie: Oops!
The king climbed out of the bathtub and took the towel off his head.
King: Oh, so you are here!
Annie: Who are you?
He shook his soaked pants.
King: I am, alas —, King Shadoff.
Annie: (Voice is very gentle) Oh!
King: What happened?
Annie: I slipped and hurt my ankle.
King: (rubbing his hands) Let me do it for you, alas...
Annie: Thank you.
The king grabbed Annie by the ankle.
Annie: Oh!
King: It doesn't matter, it won't hurt you, I have a green thumb, it won't hurt people. Hee hee hee.
Annie: My name is Annie Kay. Hello?
King: (turning both eyes up) Very good, thank you.
Annie: I will see you at Mrs. Cromwell's house tonight.
King: I'm sorry, I don't plan to go.
Annie: Oh, if you don't go, how can you do it! How disappointed everyone will be.
King: (holding Annie's ankle) Really?
The phone rang outside.
Close shot. Jamie. He stared at the king blankly, looking surprised.
Close shot. The king held Annie's ankle.
King: Jamie, answer the phone.
Jamière: (Voiceover) Oh, sorry, Your Majesty.
King: (To Annie) Oh, of course, if you are going to that banquet, I might consider...
Annie: Great! Then I will call and say you are going to Luo.
The king looked at Annie blankly. Annie wanted to retract her leg. He held on tightly, and scratched the soles of her feet with his fingers.
King: Ah, don't worry, what's the rush? We just met, let's talk a little longer. Hee hee hee--
Annie: But, I have to call.
She stood up by the bathtub and ran into the door behind.
The king danced, dancing all the way, across the room, and jumped into his own bathroom.
King: (laughs) I must jump down and take a hot bath.
As the king danced, he began to take off his coat.
The king threw his coat far away easily, turned around, and danced away.
The king was dancing, then suddenly turned around and jumped into the bathtub without taking off his clothes.
In the king's bedroom, Jamière was answering the phone.
Jamière: Mrs. Cromwell, I am sorry, but His Majesty the King made it very clear that he will not come to the dinner tonight.
King bathroom. interior.
There is a TV on the wall. A female rapporteur slowly appeared on the TV screen.
Rapporteur: Hello, honey...
Medium shot. The king lay in the bathtub and watched TV. He had already taken off his clothes at this time, and his feet were on the side of the bathtub. The TV screen kept flickering.
Female rapporteur: ...... Do you feel nervous, annoyed, or uneasy right now? Take off your clothes and relax. Come with a bottle of "Whitble" beer, and you will be full of energy and happy. Remember... (footsteps from outside) "Whitble" beer.
She held up a bottle of beer.
Jamie walked into the bathroom.
Jamie: Your Majesty, it's the woman named Cromwell again, who is always entangled.
King: Oh, alas, I changed my mind. let's go.
Jamière: What is going on? I am confused.
King: Nothing, we just want to go.
Jamière: Then, if I don't stay, you don't care. Tonight, I am very tired.
King: Of course I don't care, if you are tired. of course not. (change)
Mrs. Cromwell's residence. interior.
panoramic. The guests in the living room are like clouds, all standing waiting for the banquet to start.
A man named Bill was drunk and stumbled in the living room.
Bill: No one wants to talk to me.
He walked towards a group of guests.
Bill: How are you all?
A waiter walked by with a plate of wine. Bill turned and chased after him.
Bill: Oh! Here, hello! Please bring wine!
He came over and bumped into Mr. Texus. The two shook hands.
Bill: Hi, Texus.
Texus: Hello, Bill. Where have you been these days?
Bill: I went to Drunk Village.
At this time the hostess Mona Cromwell came to them.
Mona: Hello, Texus! Bill!
Bill: Mona, when shall we start?
Mona: Just wait for His Majesty the King to arrive, and the table will begin immediately.
Bill: Oh!
panoramic. Annie came in and looked around. As she walked forward, she shook hands with a male guest and greeted her. She walked to the mistress's left and then stopped.
Medium shot. Texxus, Bill, and Mrs. Mona Cromwell stood together.
Mona: Where is Annie?
Texus: Here, isn't it over there!
Mona turned and walked towards Annie.
Mona: Annie!
The two of them walked forward.
Annie: Hey, I got him.
Mona: Sure enough, I got it. Tell me quickly, how did you start?
They walked to Texus and Bill, and the four stood together.
Annie: I went to the hotel and opened a suite room next to him.
Texus: So speaking, you are now living in "Ritz"!
Annie: Not at all! That's too dangerous! Tonight, I am going to live in my own apartment.
Bill: Then, you got a king to join your show.
Annie: Hush! Don't shout so loudly. He still doesn't know this.
Texus: What kind of guy is it, him?
Mona: In the banquet hall, people say he is very lively and interesting, if you have the ability to make him happy. (To Annie) Then it's up to you!
Annie: Hey, don't talk nonsense!
Mona: Annie, take care of you here, dear. I have to find our husband.
Mrs. Mona Cromwell walked away.
Medium shot. Mrs. Mona Cromwell looked around, and her husband Fred Cromwell came over.
Mona: Fred! I have been looking for you for a long time.
Fred: Oh, here I am, my dear.
Mona: Who is watching downstairs?
Fred: It's the doorman. As soon as the king arrives, he will call the steward.
Just as he was talking, their housekeeper came.
In charge: I'm sorry!
He whispered something in Mona's ear.
Bill: (Voiceover) Hey, Fred!
Fred turned his head and Bill entered the camera.
Fred: Yeah, what's the matter?
Bill: Hey, please greet the king, what is the way to do it?
Texus also walked over at this time.
Fred: Well, that's nothing. Haven't you gone into the palace to meet the emperor?
Bill: I haven't seen it.
Fred went elsewhere.
Texus: Bill, don't let them tease you. You can do it with the ladies and ladies, surely you are right.
Texus walked past Bill, then turned and walked back.
Texus: Oh, I remembered, there is one more thing. He didn't sit down, don't you sit down first.
Bill: Hey, I played 36 rounds of golf, I just hope he sits faster.
At this moment, Vera Ruth also came over.
Vera: I hope too! For a long time, my knees are swollen. Hey, sit down before he comes. Ahhhhhhh!
She sat down.
panoramic. The guests gathered together.
A servant came in.
Servant: Your Majesty King Schadoff is here!
The guests stand in a row, ready to introduce. Annie stood in front.
Medium shot. The guests are waiting for the king to come in. The king drove up, followed by Mrs. Mona Cromwell. Mona introduced the guests to the king, starting with Annie.
Mona: Your Majesty, please allow me to introduce, this is Miss Anne Kay.
King: Hello? We met.
He held her hand. Annie greeted him.
The king and Mrs. Mona Cromwell walked forward, to the rest of the guests.
Mona: This is Mrs. Luo Qiaotong.
King: Hello?
Luo Qiaotong: (please Announce to him) Your Majesty!
Mona: This is Miss Pam Butterworth.
Butterworth: Your Majesty!
King: Hello?
Mona: Mr. Bill Johnson.
King: Hello?
Bill also knelt down to greet the lady like Miss, and spilled the wine in his hand.
Bill: I'm sorry.
Mona: (Continue to introduce to the King) Mrs. Vera Ruth.
In the dining room.
Annie walked in, and the electrical technician was testing the reception of the TV camera.
Technician: Can you hear me?
A voice: Yeah, you can hear it.
Annie: Where is Hank?
Technician: (pointing to the fireplace) It's there.
A door on the wall suddenly opened, and Annie grabbed the door with her hand. There is a man in the wall.
Annie: Hank, how is it going?
Hank: Everything is ready, you can shoot TV.
The camera turns to Annie.
Hank: (Voiceover) Oh, how is the program arranged?
Annie: I'll do body odor powder ads first, and then see if I can get the king on camera. You keep shaking, don't stop.
Hank: I ring the bell twice and you will start selling commercials.
Annie: Okay, that's it.
Annie closed the door on the wall and left.
In the living room of Cromwell's house. The guests were chatting endlessly.
The king took a glass of wine from the waiter.
King: Thank you.
Fred Cromwell was standing right behind the king. The waiter walked away. The king was just about to sit down, looked up again, and walked over.
King: Oh, oh, is that a painting by Al Greco (Note 1)?
Fred also followed.
Fred: Oh, no, your majesty. He is a Filipino (note 2).
King: I, I mean the painting opposite.
Fred: Oh, I don't know. It was bought by my wife at the auction.
King: Really!
Fred: Oh-your majesty, would you please sit down?
The king followed Fred to a chair.
King: Thank you.
The king sat down. The guests were very sleepy, and sat down with a sigh of relief. The king just put down his wine glass--
The steward announced loudly: (voice-over) His Majesty the King is invited to sit down.
The king and the guests stood up again. The king walked over and extended his arm to Mrs. Mona Cromwell. The two came to the camera.
Mona: Don’t you think Miss Anne Kay is very beautiful?
Annie and Fred followed along.
King: Very beautiful, although I haven't seen her a few times.
panoramic. A large dining table.
The king sits in the middle of the left side of the dining table, with Mona on his side and Annie on that side. Fred sat at the end of the dining table. Annie's side is Vera Ruth and Bill.
The waiter poured wine to the guests along the table. The camera followed the waiter and swept over again.
Medium and close shot. King and Annie. Annie toasted and drank, the king turned around...
Medium and close shot. The king and Mona, there are a few guests behind. The king lifted his arms.
King: Madam, I wish you health!
He turned his head back, facing Annie. Only two of them are left on the screen.
King: Oh-how is your ankle turn?
Annie: Much better, thank you, Your Majesty.
King: Well, if there is any trouble, just knock on my door. To be honest, I hope you have a big problem.
Annie: Do you want me to suffer?
King: I hope to see you more.
Annie laughed.
At this time, there was a signal to start filming on the TV.
Annie turned her head and talked to the camera.
Annie: I think it's too crowded here.
King: It’s nothing, you can squeeze a little bit more.
Annie: And the air is quite stuffy.
King: It's not boring at all.
Annie: In a room with a stuffy air, sweating, that's not good, but now everyone doesn't have to worry about this, how good it is.
King: What are you talking about?
Annie: Please think about it, young women are not popular in dance halls, but they are inexplicable.
King: I—I don’t understand what you are talking about.
Annie: It's all because of BO
The king turned around and asked Mona: What is it?
Mona: Body Odour!
Annie: But, now there is a way, because of this kind of "fulaixi" (fresh powder). This is a magical, balmy and charming deodorant powder that can keep you dry forever. Please keep in mind that only those who are under the threat are dry, and others are happy to be close to you...
When the king heard this, he unbuttoned his coat.
Annie: …So celebrities and ladies love to use "Fu Laixi". Please keep in mind that you often use "Fu Lai Xi" to keep you fresh and happy for a long time.
The king took the carnation flower off the placket of his shirt and clamped it under his side.
He turned around to ask Mrs. Cromwell.
King: Who is this girl? I think she is weird.
Mona: She is a very capable advertising expert.
King: Really? She is indeed full of advertisements.
Medium and close shot. The king looked back at Annie, and the camera followed him.
King: Do you often talk nonsense like this, making people feel unfathomable?
Annie: Do you think I'm crazy?
King: I know this is the case.
Annie: I know that His Majesty the King is an amazing actor, and you have also acted in "The Prince's Revenge".
King: Oh, I voted for the show, in a private performance.
Annie: No matter what the price is, I really want to see you play Hamlet.
King: Maybe you will see it one night.
Annie: Why not come here tonight, eh?
King: Okay, let's have a private show. "To live or not to live."
Annie: Come now!
King: Oh, you mean right here?
Annie: Why not?
King: Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no!
Annie: Let me tell everyone to stop making noise.
Annie stood up. She patted the table.
Annie: Ladies and gentlemen, we are really lucky to see a great unprecedented event with our own eyes. His Majesty King Chadov has graciously agreed to show us the "Prince's Revenge": "To live or not to live."
She sat down.
On the screen, three people appeared: Mona Cromwell, King and Annie.
The guests cheered.
The king took a sip of wine, wiped his lips, pushed the plate in front of him a bit, and stood up. Then cough, clear your throat.
King: Well, speaking of the monologue in "The Prince's Revenge". Well, there are many ways. There are princes who are pale, sentimental, and anemic, and princes who are crazy and talkative, uh, which one do you like to listen to?
Bill: Everything is good, just don't get anemia.
King: Very good. (Suddenly roaring loudly) To live or not to live...
Medium shot. Bill overturned his bosom of wine in fright.
King: (Voiceover)...This is the problem.
The camera returns to the king.
King: To be noble, you should swallow your breath,
To tolerate the violent destiny,
Still should stand up against the boundless distress,
Sweep it clean? Death is sleep--
That's it; and if sleep is over
Heartache and thousands of things that the body has to bear
Skin aches and pains (uh) that should be a great thing,
I can't ask for it! Death is sleep;
Sleep, (uh)...
He recites while leaning forward.
Close shot. The king's hand inserted a plate of ice cream on the table.
King: (Voiceover)...maybe dreaming...
The king waved his hand quickly, trying to get rid of the ice cream, but threw it into Mona's eyes.
King: ...This is in trouble.
He wiped his hands with a napkin.
In the king's hotel room. Jamie dozed off in the chair. He turned over in his sleep.
King: (Voiceover)...Who is willing to endure the flogging and mockery of the world, endure abuse by the oppressor, abuse by the arrogant,
Endure the pain of being broken in love...
At this time, Jamie woke up slowly. The camera shot from behind him to the TV, which showed a close-up of the king.
King: ...the delay of the court,
Yamen's violent violence, a genius who works hard...
Close shot. Jamie woke up completely and saw the king shown on the TV. Jamie fumbled around for his glasses, took out the towel, and wiped the lenses before putting them on.
King: (Voiceover)...The domineering villain kicked out,
If he only had to make a sharp knife by himself.
Can you get relief? Who is willing to carry the burden,
Sweating, groaning, dragging tired...
The camera changed, and the king on the TV screen was shot from behind Jamière.
King: ...tired life,
If it weren't for the fear of death, no one would come back...
close up. Jamie. He sat up, greatly surprised.
King: (Voiceover) The land that has never been discovered...
The camera then shot the TV screen from behind Jamière.
King: I'm afraid there
I don't know what will happen, so my will is shaken...
In the Cromwell’s restaurant.
A waiter sneaked past them with a plate of food.
King: ...so I would rather endure the current disaster...
The camera followed the waiter and took a picture of the king. Another servant stood blankly behind.
King: ...Unwilling to go to another unknown suffering? ...
(Shouting loudly) This way, worry...
Medium shot. The two servants were taken aback and bumped into one full of arms. The plates in their hands fell to the ground.
King: (Voiceover)...make...
Medium shot. The king stared straight at the water glass in front of him, then turned his head and clapped his hands.
King: I don’t remember the following.
Annie and Mona: Oh, no, no. Read on again.
The king sat down.
King: No, no, no. I'm very sorry.
The guests cheered. Then they chatted with each other.
Medium shot. TV reporter.
Rapporteur: What you heard just now was the recitation of "The King's Revenge" by His Majesty King Shadoff. Now we invite you to watch Anne Kay’s "Real Life Surprise Banquet" live. This is KXPA TV station.
Medium and close shot. King and Annie.
Annie: How can I thank you? How rare. What a genius!
King: Do you like my performance?
Annie: Oh, of course. You are so powerful and so angry. If you are an actor, that would be amazing...
There is a signal from a TV cameraman.
Annie turned to face the camera.
Annie: ...but for an actor to be successful, only genius is enough.
King: Yes.
Annie: A good actor also needs to have good teeth.
King: That's natural.
Annie: Are you sure to speak to others without fear of being annoying?
King: Does your set come again?
The king sighed against his hand.
Annie: If an actor has no confidence, how can he act with a beautiful heroine? Fortunately, there is nothing that can't be done in the world. As long as he uses "Occitan" toothpaste, he can be confident and go well. Because "Occitan" toothpaste has the scent of mozzarella, it is fragrant and durable. "Occitane" toothpaste can stop decay, cleanse teeth and restore whiteness and beauty. Using "Occitan" toothpaste will keep you satisfied and eliminate your worries forever. There are unexpected benefits.
The king drank water and rinsed his mouth while listening to Anne blowing it down. Then he took out the towel and covered his mouth.
King: You know what, you made me inexplicable.
Annie: Really?
King: I just guessed that you were crazy, and now I think my guess is really good.
Annie: I thought you like crazy people!
King: Yes, but why did you pull on the toothpaste suddenly?
Annie: Oh, um, that must be an association effect. Tomorrow, I have to go to my dentist.
King: Haha, how boring!
Annie: (Laughs) It's so boring.
The king laughed too.
Annie: You know what, you are really interesting.
King: Haha (laughing), do you think I am interesting?
Annie laughed.
King: I must tell you some of my stories. Those stories that are a little bit yellow! ...
At this moment, someone shouted suddenly.
Voice: Anne, don't talk to His Majesty the King alone forever, we all have no share.
Mona: Yeah, can we interrupt?
The king turned to face Mona.
King: Oh, um, we are talking about the dentist. You know, what I don’t like about the dentist is that he is giving you a mouthful of pliers or something, which makes you unable to move. He, alas, he answered the phone.
Mona: (laughs) Yeah.
The king took a napkin and wrapped it around her neck.
King: (Laughs) It's like this. Don't you care?
Mona: Not at all.
King: Only, just make a look and show everyone. You see. Please open your mouth, okay? thank you. Now, you are like this...
He pulled her head back with one hand, and reached out to the table with the other hand, grabbing the knife and fork on the dining table and stuffing it into Mona's mouth.
The guests burst into laughter.
King: ...As usual, the phone rang at this time. The dentist answers the phone. You can't move. He treats you as a smelly pipe...
The screen becomes a TV reporter.
Rapporteur: In the past hour and a half, you have just watched the performance of King Schadoff at the "Real Life Surprise Banquet" hosted by Anne Kay. This is KXPA TV station. (change)
The king's hotel room. interior.
The king walked in from the corridor.
He took off his hat and walked across the room. He put his hat, coat and scarf on the three-seater sofa. He crossed the room again and walked to Jamière.
King: Jamie! Haven't slept yet!
Jamie stood up.
Jamière: I didn't even close my eyes.
King: Really?
Jamie: Your Majesty! Since you officially refused to appear on TV, you went to recite "Prince's Revenge" again, and put a knife and sugar spoon into the unhappy woman's throat.
King: What are you talking about, are you crazy?
Jamière: Seeing all that with my own eyes, your Majesty, maybe I'm really crazy.
King: Did you see me on TV?
Jamière: It's terrible.
King: (flashes his finger) I'm such a fool. I thought things were a bit weird at the time. They must have a camera in secret.
Jamie: What?
King: I didn't know at all at that time.
Jamière: Absurd. Sue them and ask them to compensate for their losses!
The camera followed the king as he walked to the three-seater sofa and sat down.
King: Let's go out and get the air through.
Jamière: It's late, Your Majesty.
King: I can't sleep right now.
The king put on a scarf.
King: Put on your clothes. We went to the last nightclub. (change)
nightclub. interior.
Close shot. Female singer Xianni Wallis is singing:
I have an electric jukebox,
A pretty beautiful jukebox,
Music keeps ringing all day long,
In the Bam's grocery store, you can dance all the time,
The guests writhed one by one,
A pit jumped out of the ground.
Do you want to listen to some sung music?
You will hear the voice of the big girl...
Xianni walked a few steps forward, waited for the music to finish, and continued singing:
Sir, don’t panic, don’t be busy,
Hurry up and pay for it,
Put the cents into this box.
I am getting hotter and hotter,
I really want to run and fly,
Flew to Broadway,
I can't help but frighten, frighten, frighten,
Let people point out,
This girl is not bad,
I am free now.
The lens is pulled back. singing:
Oh, don’t let the jukebox stop singing,
Like you, this hot kid
Will go without whereabouts.
The camera moves forward. singing:
Sir, don’t panic, don’t be busy,
Hurry up and pay for it,
Put the cents into this box.
I am getting hotter and hotter,
When I get hot, things are not easy.
Honey, where is your money?
Don't let the jukebox stop singing...
Xianni ran to the music stage. The guests began to dance.
Medium shot. Jamie and the king occupied a stand.
Jamière: We should go back to Europe.
King: Don't think about it, we need to find money.
Jamière: Have you ever been on TV to make a fool of yourself. Which businessman still talks to you about serious matters?
King: Why not?
Jamie: Your Majesty! The King of a Country performed "The Prince's Revenge" on TV. People will suspect that you are a lunatic.
King: According to what you said, if you play golf in the country as adults, just to drive a small ball into the hole, isn't that a lunatic? Well, I would rather play "The Prince's Revenge" instead of playing golf.
Jamière: We are messed up now, there is no way.
King: Nonsense.
Medium shot. A Southerner and his wife. On the dance floor, guests are dancing. The southern couple was about to dance in the pool, and the wife looked around and saw King Shadoff at a glance.
Mrs. Southern: John, he is there.
The couple walked to the king's table. The camera pans to the left, backs up, and captures the four of them.
The southerner stretched out his hand.
Southerner: Your Majesty, can I congratulate you? (At this time, the music becomes the speed of dance music) My wife and I saw you on TV. I just want to say that you are really a genius. You, I can say, you are a true Democrat.
King: Thank you very much.
Southerner: I hope you shake hands with my wife.
King: Very good.
Southerner: My dear, this is your majesty, uh, sorry, it's the lord of the country. What's your last name?
King: Uh, Chardoff.
Southerner: Right. King Shadoff.
The king kissed the southern lady's hand.
Mrs. Southern: Oh, hello. Can you sign my little doll?
King: Okay, of course. Uh, uh, do you have, uh, a piece of paper?
She opened her handbag.
Mrs. Southern: Well, I only have a little relief.
King: (laughs) I see. Is there a pen?
Mrs. Southern: No, I don't have a pen.
Southerner: Hey, dear, you don't even have a pen, why do you want others to write?
King: (to Jamière) Pen, pen. thank you.
Other guests gathered around this table. The king signed a name.
Mrs. Southern: I really hope I didn't break your pen.
The king was embarrassed and had to smile reluctantly.
People whispered and talked in whispers.
A guest handed over the menu.
Guest: Oh, sir, can I get your signature? (Fading)
(Gradually) In the king's hotel room. morning.
The king wa
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