:18:04
Uh-oh.
:18:05
The king's coming! Oh,
please, please take me.
:18:08
Mimi's gone to Spain. I've gotta go too.
:18:10
Our heads if we're caught
together. I'll be your lackey.
:18:13
There must be a way out. I'll do
your laces, undies. I'll fix the runs.
:18:16
Could fight it out? No, not the
king. I'll bring you breakfast in bed.
:18:18
We've gotta do something.
:18:20
I'll scratch your back, yours too.
:18:22
I'll cut your hair. I'll shave ya!
:18:25
Shave? That's it!
:18:27
Out of these clothes.
Hair tonic and everything.
:18:31
- Are you there, Deschamps?
- Coming, sire.
:18:42
One moment, sire. You're next.
:18:48
All right, let him in. Hold
this, grace, Your Grace.
:19:00
Evening, Deschamps. Shaving at this hour?
:19:03
Yes, Your Majesty, you see
I... It was my idea, sire.
:19:05
You! Barber! Yes, sire.
:19:07
I was under the impression you
were no longer with us. I'm leaving.
:19:11
I'll be out of here before
you can say Madame Pompadour.
:19:15
Just a final shave, Majesty.
Uh, good man, this Beaucaire.
:19:18
What's this? Familiar scent.
:19:22
The lace so delicate, so feminine.
:19:24
Anyone we know? I have no
idea, Your Majesty. I...
:19:27
It's mine. Yours?
:19:29
I carry one for show and one for
blow. Delightful scent, isn't it?
:19:32
I wouldn't give two cents for those other
scents. Comes all the way from France.
:19:35
This is France! Small world.
:19:38
This farce begins to bore me.
:19:40
I have reason to suspect someone
is hiding in your apartment.
:19:43
Should I chance to find
her, I shall have your head.
:19:48
And yours too! Naturally.
:19:50
Two heads are always better than one.
:19:57
Sire, to entertain such
thoughts is madness.