The Prize

I wonder if everything will go well this time.

Each year I worry.

Each year everything has gone well.

When will I stop worrying?

Soon enough, I suppose.

The only advantage of being 79.

Once again, the Swedish academy of science has voted.

The Royal Caroline Institute has voted.

The Swedish academy of letters has voted.

Once again, man bestows immortality on his fellow man.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this year's winners of the Nobel prize.

The prize for literature went to the American novelist Andrew Craig,

the youngest man to be thus honored

since Rudyard Kipling won the prize

at the age of 42.

Mr. Craig is best known in Europe

for his anti-fascist novel

"the imperfect state."

Dr. Max Stratman...

In chemistry, the prize went to the French husband-and-wife team.

Dr. Claude Marceau and Dr. Denise Marceau.

They achieved the prize for their researches into sperm structure

and the vitrification of human reproductive cells.

In physics, the German-born physicist Dr. Max Stratman,

now living in Atlanta, Georgia.

Dr. Stratman was awarded his prize

for his research in the field of solar energy

and the development of new rocket propellants.

In traditional ceremonies at concert hall,

the king will present them with a gold medallion,

a Nobel diploma, and a check for $50,000.

Dr. Claude et Denise Marceau

de Paris...

Dr. Max Stratman...

For their work in overcoming

the immunological barrier

to organ transplantation in the human body,

Dr. John Garrett of the United States

and Dr. Carlo Farelli of Italy

were jointly awarded

the Nobel prize in medicine.

Dr. Garrett's award is one of 3 Nobel prizes

given this year to citizens of the United States.

The others are physicist Dr. Max Stratman

and novelist Andrew Craig.

The winners will arrive in Stockholm shortly before the ceremonies

and stay at the grand hotel,

which is the custom.

Oscar, Hilding, stop it at once!

Must I remind you again?

During Nobel week, nothing but English

is to be spoken here.

But...

Even when you quarrel.

But it is my turn to deliver the trays, Mrs. Ahlquist.

Last year, it was his.

Gentlemen, please. You will both deliver the trays.

Both? Both?

One to carry, the other to assist.

I will carry.

No, I will.

You will alternate on each delivery.

Now don't let me hear another word about this,

especially in Swedish.

Now which is first? Medicine, literature, chemistry, physics?

The way I feel, I am in the mood for medicine.

The way you sound, you should be in the mood for physics.

"The Nobel prize for medicine"

"is equally divided between Dr. John Garrett of the United States"

"and Dr. Carlo Farelli of Italy."

Ja. So... ja. Dr. and Mrs. John Garrett and children,

suite 447.

Let's go, assistant.

Mrs. Garrett?

Yes?

With the best wishes of the management.

Oh, isn't that nice?

Well, can't you ask someone at the hospital

for Dr. Oman's private number?

Right over there.

It's not in the book. He must live in the suburb.

Ooh, can I have some?

Me, too! I want this banana.

- I want this. - I want it.

Be quiet. Be quiet.

Shh. Your father. Now get your hands off. Amy, David.

Please. Please. Here.

No, thank you. Good night.

Good night. Thank you.

No, I am not ill, but it's important

that I speak to Dr. Oman.

Why not? Because you had dinner.

Come to think of it, I am getting ill.

You know what, madam? I've just had an idea.

I'm going to hang up. That's right. Good-bye.

Oh, we should never have left California.

Won't tomorrow be time enough? You're exhausted.

I wanted to have the evidence on Farelli before the press conference.

Are you so sure there is evidence?

What's a Farelli, mommy?

Stupid, he's the man that stole half of daddy's Nobel prize.

Aren't they supposed to be in bed?

Yes, yes. Come on.

Come on, now. Move. Bed.

No, no, no, mama.

Who is there, man or woman?

The waiter here, sir.

Dr. Farelli?

Uh-huh. In the flesh, as you can see.

Compliments of the grand hotel.

Oh. Magnifico. Come in. Come in.

Over there next to my mother, please,

so she can stuff herself without moving.

Madame Farelli.

Madame Farelli.

Good night. Good night.

I thank you a thousand times. Good-bye.

Just what I needed.

Ahh.

Ooh.

I suggest that you watch my performance

with our Nobel prize winners in chemistry...

Dr. Claude Marceau and Dr. Denise Marceau.

There is much to be learned by observing me.

I agree. You should be placed under observation.

Good evening, doctor.

I did not order anything.

A gift of the management for you and your esteemed wife.

Ah.

Good evening, madame doctor.

Thank you, and the same to you.

Ahem. Do you have one of those

for the young lady in the next room,

my, uh... ahem... my secretary?

Miss Souvir? Oh, yes, doctor.

Not only the laureates but their guests as well

receive every hospitality of the management.

Perhaps you would like to enclose a card,

suitably inscribed.

Thank you. Thank you. Good night.

Denise. Denise, must you in front of them?

If we're going to go through with this charade,

let's at least have a few laughs along the way.

Did I know we are going to win the Nobel prize?

The least we can offer in return

is a few days of dignity.

Dignity? It's disgraceful.

It's positively immoral,

you and I living together in the same room this way.

We are husband and wife, aren't we?

Yes, but what will she think, hmm?

Come in, Cheri.

The door is open.

Oh. Bonsoir.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Oh, is that for me?

Who likes me so much?

The grand hotel, miss Souvir.

Oh, not you?

To the grand hotel. Put it right there.

Is the champagne cold?

Perfect. Shall I open?

No, no. Too soon, too soon.

Merci beaucoup, gentlemen.

And you will leave the door open

un tout petit peu? Like so, yes?

Good night.

Good night.

He did say secretary, didn't he?

Something must have been lost in the translation.

Oh?

Good evening. Miss Stratman?

Yes.

For Dr. Stratman and you from the management of the grand hotel.

Well, how kind of you.

I'll take it. My uncle is resting.

Oh, are you sure you can handle it?

If I drop it, I'll call you,

and we'll pick up the pieces together.

Very well. Good night, miss Stratman.

Good night, and thank you.

Oh, I thought it was those people

to take you out to the nightclubs.

Mr. and Mrs. Bergh aren't due for an hour.

And what are you doing out of bed?

Can you imagine putting my old body in this beautiful thing?

It's an insult to the tailor.

Emily, when the king shakes my hand,

couldn't I just be wearing a sweater or something?

No. And if you don't lie down, uncle Max,

I'm not going to let you go out tonight

on that secret rendezvous of yours.

Oh, secret nothing.

Just ashamed of old friends.

Oh, if only you weren't going out.

Well, what have we got here, liebchen?

Schnapps? Ha ha!

You'll crush it.

Oh, on purpose. I choose to keep myself from admitting