My dear, it's not work. It's pleasure.
You know, you're right, but still. You think I'm gonna miss a good picture? Are you still living in Carnegie Hall? -Yeah. In the same studio? -Yeah. Yeah.Okay. They're going to throw me out eventually. Oh, God. No, no, no. -Either that or I go out in a coffin. Who knows? Who cares? Bonsoir, madame. Congratulations.