Ri¢hie Ri¢h1994

[after surviving a plane crash, they are on a raft in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean]

Richard Rich Sr.:
Well, that's it, honey. We're out of Perrier, the caviar's gone, and there's no more melba toast. The only thing we've got left is a bottle of Dom.

Regina Rich:
And this little pack of Bubblicious. Richie's favorite. He's only twelve years old, Richard. He's just a boy...

[She looks past him and notices something]

Regina Rich:
Oh, my God! We're saved!

Richard Rich Sr.:
What?

Regina Rich:
My Louis! Darling, my suitcase.

[It is floating nearby; In another scene, Richard Senior brings it aboard the raft, and they examine the contents]

Regina Rich:
My makeup case, my dresses, my Karl Lagerfeld, my Bill Blass...

Richard Rich Sr.:
My tuxedo. Now we can throw a dinner party - Wait a minute. Here's something we CAN use.

[He holds up a Remington "Microscreen" electric razor, and turns it on]

Regina Rich:
Richard, don't you think this is an odd time to start shaving your legs?

Richard Rich Sr.:
No, Regina. This is might be the very thing that saves us. The very thing. Yes!

Regina Rich:
Richard, darling, you've been too long at sea.