Florence:   Well, we can't complain that   You've been ignored by the press.      Freddie:   What they say? what they say?      Florence:   They're not too polite.      Freddie:   They say I'm a shit?      Florence: [Spoken]   Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces--   [Sung]   In five different languages.   The Times:   "You thrives on unpleasantness."   [Spoken]   Le Monde:   "Frederick Trumper..."   [Speaks French]      Freddie:   I don't believe that they can't see my game.   I'm like that tennis player   What's-his-name.   They love to hate me   And for us that's dollars!      Florence:   [Speaks German]      Freddie:   Hey, look, here's a piece   That some idiot's written on you.   [Spoken]   "Florence Vassy, petite Hungarian-born   Personal assistant.   [Sung]   His gentle companion--"   If they only knew!      Florence: [Spoken]   What do you mean?   I've always been gentle with you, Freddie.      Both:   "She stands by her champion--      Freddie: [Spoken]   Oh, I like this.      Both:   Whose demands   Are so infantile."      Freddie: [Spoken]   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 Russian.      Florence:   But Sergievsky seems   Such a sweet opponent.   So why do you abuse him all the time?   [Spoken]   Freddie, I love you very much, but just for once   don't go on about the Russians at the press    conference, okay?