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Sabrina: This is what you do on your very first day in Paris. You get yourself, not a drizzle, but some honest-to-goodness rain, and you find yourself someone really nice and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi. The rain's very important. That's when Paris smells its sweetest. It's the chestnut trees.
Linus: I see.
Sabrina: You're very clever, Linus, and very rich. You can order yourself some rain.
Linus: Sure. I can order myself some rain, I can get myself a taxi. That's easy. But can I find myself someone really nice? That's not so easy, Sabrina.
How do you say in French, my sister has a yellow pencil?
Sabrina: Ma soeur a un crayon jaune.
Linus: How do you say, my brother has a lovely girl?
Sabrina: Mon frere a une gentille petite amie.
Linus: And how do you say, I wish I were my brother?
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