Walk Don't Run (trailer, 1966)

Mary-Sorry, sir. You two-day jury. Olympic, you know. Oh! So sorry, sir. What? Oh, sorry. You are two days early. I think you know. Take a trip to the land of the rising fun with Cary Grant, Samantha Egger, Jim Hutton in War.

Don't run. Olympic Games time in Tokyo, where the insatiable need for living space creates unexpected problems. And what are you asking for the rent? Well, I was going to ask exactly half of what I pay, which is 6800 yen a week.

I'll take it. Now, wait a minute, Mr. Ruckner. I'll be willing to discuss you, see, I take them. I don't like tricky people. And besides, this is just not proper. Sixty... what's not proper? A man and a woman in the same apartment?

Well, what's wrong with that? You know... Well, if you're thinking anything about that... Of course I'm not. I'll stay. Surrounded by unknown millions, a stranger in town faces perplexing problems of identity. For you. I sudged at a half of my half to Mr. Davis.

You don't have half to sublet half of. She had a dissents with a preposition. She's excited. I am not excited. I am perfectly calm. I want both of you out of here. Imagently. The pressure of overcrowding is a problem not always can find do small apartments.

Who is this woman? She is Ukrainian shot-putter. Would you mind putting your shot somewhere else? Another prime concern for visitors is the matter of proper dress. She wants us to go into the back now.

Well, aren't they going to leave or at least turn around? I doubt it. But most basic of all is the overwhelming need to find a way to control the population explosion. Will you promise to stay where you are if I tell you something?