Commie Newspapers

Florence:
Well, we cant complain that
you've been ignored by the press.

Freddie:
What'd they say? What'd 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."
Le Monde:
"Frederick Trumper: La honte des echecs."

Freddie:
I don't believe that they can't see my game. =
I'm like that tennis player, whats his name? =
They love to hate me and for us, that's dollars.

Florence:
Die Welt: "Trumper: Der wilde Junge des Schachs."

Freddie:
Hey, look there's a piece that some idiots 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?