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She wouldn't therefore they didn't
So then it wasn't, not unless it, would she?
She doesn't, God knows she needn't
Therefore it's not
He'd never therefore they haven't
Which makes the question absolutely, could she?
She daren't therefore I mustn't, what utter rot
Fidelity is more than mere display
It's what a man expects from life
Fidelity like mine to Desiree
And Charlotte, my devoted wife
How was Miss Desiree Armfeldt?
Good health, I trust
Charlotte, my dear, I have exactly five hours
Five hours, this time?
Last time it was four, I'm gaining ground
She had a visitor, a lawyer in a night shirt
Now that I find interesting, what did you do?
Throw him out, in a night shirt? In my night shirt
What sort of a lawyer? Corporation? Marital?
Criminal? Testamentory?
Didn't your sister's little school friend, Anne [Incomprehensible]
Marry a Frederik Egerman? Yes, she did, Frederik Egerman
The papers, he mentioned papers
Some legal papers which I didn't see there
Where were they
The goddamn papers she had to sign?
What nonsense, he brought her papers
They were important so he had to be there
I'll kill him, why should I bother?
The woman's mine
Besides, no matter what one might infer
One must have faith to some degree
The least that I can do is trust in her
The way that Charlotte trusts in me
What are you planning to do today?
After the five hours
Right now, I need a little sleep
Ah, I see, in that case my plans will have to be changed
What will I do? I know, nothing
Why don't you pay a visit to Martha's little school friend?
Aha, she probably has no idea what her husband's up to
And I could enlighten her, I will if I'm back in two hours
That still leaves us three hours, right?
You're a good wife, Charlotte, the best
That's a comforting thought to take with me to town, dear
Just may keep me from cutting my throat on the tram
Capable, pliable women, women
Undemanding and reliable, knowing their place
Insufferable, yes, but gentle
Their weaknesses are incidental
A functional but ornamental race
Durable, sensible women, women
Very nearly indispensable creatures of grace
God knows the foolishness about them
But if one had to live without them
The world would surely be a poorer if purer place
The hip bath, about that hip bath
How can you slip and trip into a hip bath?
The papers, where were the papers?
Of course, he might have taken back the papers
She wouldn't, therefore they didn't
The woman's mine