Camille (1936)
Greta Garbo: Marguerite Gautier
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Quotes
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Armand : Don't you believe in love, Marguerite?
Marguerite : I don't think I know what it is.
Armand : Oh, thank you.
Marguerite : For what?
Armand : For never having been in love.
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Marguerite : It's you. It's not a dream.
Armand : No, it's not a dream. I'm here with you in my arms, at last.
Marguerite : At last.
Armand : You're weak.
Marguerite : No, no. Strong. It's my heart. It's not used to being happy.
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Olympe : If you don't stop being so easy-going with your money, you'll land in the gutter before you're through or back on that farm where you came from, milking cows and cleaning out hen houses.
Marguerite : Cows and chickens make better friends than I've ever met in Paris.
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Marguerite : When one may not have long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?
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Marguerite : You should go away and not see me any more. But, don't go in anger. Why don't you laugh at yourself a little, as I laugh at myself and come and talk to me once in awhile in - a friendly way.
Armand : That's too much - and not enough.
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[Marguerite & Armand flirt by way of long glances]
Marguerite : His eyes have made love to me all evening.
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Armand : Yes, you, well you did smile at me a moment ago, didn't you?
Marguerite : Well, you tell me first whether you smiled at me or my friend.
Armand : What friend?
Marguerite : You didn't even see her?
Armand : No.
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Armand : I know I don't mean anything to you. I don't count. But someone ought to look after you. And I could if you'd let me.
Marguerite : Too much wine has made you sentimental.
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Marguerite : Let me love you. Let me live for you. But don't let me ask any more from Heaven than that - God might get angry.
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Madame Barjon, the Florist : [First lines] For the lady of the camellias. And they're almost twice as large as usual.
Marguerite : I shall have twice as many tomorrow.
Prudence Duvernoy : Twice as many! Oh, don't listen to her, Barjon. I know what those things cost.
Madame Barjon, the Florist : Doesn't she listen when she orders her hats and dresses from you?
Prudence Duvernoy : They're an investment!
Marguerite : Of course I order too many hats and too many dresses and too many everything, but I want them.
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Armand : No one has ever loved as I have loved you.
Marguerite : That may be true; but, what can I do about it?
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Marguerite : How can one change one's entire life and build a new one on one moment of love? And yet, that's what you make me want me to close my eyes and do.
Armand : Then close your eyes and say yes. I command it!
Marguerite : Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
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Armand : Nanine. Nanine. Nanine! Get the doctor quickly.
Marguerite : The doctor? If you can't make me live, how can he?
Armand : No-no. Don't say such things, Marguerite. You'll live. You must live!
Marguerite : Perhaps its better if I live in your heart where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there'll be no stain on our love.
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Marguerite : Now what shall I give you to remember me by?
Baron de Varville : You can't give me anything I'd like.
Marguerite : What's that?
Baron de Varville : A tear. You're not sorry enough I'm going.
Marguerite : Oh, but I *am* sorry.
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Nichette : Marguerite, it's ideal to love, and to marry the one you love.
Marguerite : I have no faith in ideals.
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Marguerite : The sort of company you're in tonight doesn't suit you at all.
Armand : Nor you.
Marguerite : No. These are the only friends I have and I'm no better than they are.
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Marguerite : It's hard to believe that there's such happiness in this world.
Armand : Marguerite. Now you've put tears on my hand. Why?
Marguerite : You will never love me thirty years. No one will.
Armand : I'll love you all my life. I know that now. All my life.
[They kiss]
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Marguerite : I shall love Armand always. And I believe he shall love me always too.
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Monsieur Duval : Please, give him up.
Marguerite : What shall I do?
Monsieur Duval : Talk to him. Tell him he must leave you.
Marguerite : I have talked.
Monsieur Duval : Leave him.
Marguerite : He'd follow me.
Monsieur Duval : Tell him you don't love him.
Marguerite : He wouldn't believe me.
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Armand : Then you do love him. Dare to tell me that you love him. You're free of me forever.
Marguerite : [Armand grabs her] I love him.
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Marguerite : I always look well when I'm near death.
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Monsieur Duval : How can I ever repay you for all you're doing for me?
Marguerite : Make no mistake, monsieur - whatever I do, it's nothing for you; it's all for Armand.
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Armand : Fate must have had something to do with this. I've hoped for it so long. You don't believe me?
Marguerite : No.
Armand : First time I saw you was a year and a half ago. You were in an open carriage, dressed in white. I saw you get out and go into a shop in the Place de la Bourse.
Marguerite : Yes, that might have happened. I used to go to a dressmaker at Place de la Bourse.
Armand : You were wearing thin dress with miles of ruffles, a large straw hat, an embroidered shawl, a single bracelet in heavy gold chain, and, of course, the camellias at your waist.
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Marguerite : I'm not always sincere, one can't be in this world, you know.
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Marguerite : Time changes our minds as well as our hearts.
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Armand : I'm glad of this opportunity of returning something belonging to you.
[Presents a white ladies handkerchief found six months earlier]
Armand : I found it on the floor when I came back.
Marguerite : And you kept it with you all this time? Always with you?
Armand : Yes. Always with me. Like an old friend - to remind me that I'm not the Baron de Varville.
Marguerite : Hmm. Rather very romantic reasons.
Armand : No. I kept it as a warning against romance.
Marguerite : How sensible.
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Armand : I'll bring this little book as a birthday present. Have you read it?
Marguerite : I never read anything. What is it?
Armand : Manon Lescaut
Marguerite : Who was she?
Armand : A beautiful girl who lived for love and pleasure.
Marguerite : [Examines the book cover] It's a beautiful color, it should be a very good story.
Armand : Yes it is. But, it's rather sad. She dies in the end.
Marguerite : Well, then I'll keep it, but, I won't read it. I don't like sad thoughts. However, we all die.
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Marguerite : Now, why don't you go back and dance with one of those pretty girls.
[laughs]
Marguerite : Come, I'll go with you.
[Armand kisses Marguerite's hand]
Marguerite : What a child you are.
Armand : You're hand's so hot.
Marguerite : Is that why you put tears on it? To cool it?
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Marguerite : Why should you care for a woman like me? I'm always nervous or sick or sad or too gay.
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Baron de Varville : Who is it?
Marguerite : I might say that there is someone at the wrong door - or the great romance of my life.
Baron de Varville : The great romance of your life!
[laughs]
Baron de Varville : Charming!
Marguerite : That might have been.
[laughs]
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Marguerite : You know, once I had a little dog and he always looked sad when I was sad and I loved him so. And when your tears fell on my hand and I loved you too all at once.
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Marguerite : It costs money to go to the country.
Armand : I have money.
Marguerite : Yes, how much?
Armand : Seven thousand francs a year.
Marguerite : I spend more than that in a month and I've never been too particular.
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Marguerite : Why can't anything ever be perfect once?
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Armand : Tired?
Marguerite : Only nicely tired. Let's go as far as the top of the hill and see what's beyond.
Armand : Yes. I don't care what's behind, do you?
Marguerite : No.
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Marguerite : How good the earth smells. Never need any perfume. Look, look I found a four leaf clover! My first good luck! You know, when I was little I used to hunt for them everywhere, thinking they would change everything.
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Marguerite : Are you going to spoil a day like this by being jealous?
Armand : No, of course not. I always know he's there.
Marguerite : But, I'm always here.
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Marguerite : A man can go back. He can always go back.
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Marguerite : Monsieur, suppose I told you I have a feeling I shan't live very long.
Monsieur Duval : Well, then I scold you for being fanciful and a little foolish. What you probably feel is the melancholy of happiness, that mood that comes over all of us when we realize that even *love* can't remain a flood tide forever.
Marguerite : Oh, Armand. I'm doomed.
Monsieur Duval : With him, you're both doomed.
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Nanine : Your hands are like ice, child. Tell Nanine what you're going to do.
Marguerite : Oh, make my love hate me. Make him hate me. Oh, God help me!
[Sobs uncontrollably]
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Marguerite : People say things they don't mean sometime at night. Well, life is something besides kisses and promises in the moonlight.
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Armand : I could kill you for this!
Marguerite : I'm not worth killing, Armand. I've loved you as much as I could love. If that wasn't enough, I'm not to blame. We don't make our own hearts.
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Marguerite : We went to the theater, Prudence.
Prudence Duvernoy : What was the play?
Baron de Varville : Manon Lescaut.
Armand : Oh, yes. The story of a man who loved a woman more than his honor. A woman who wanted luxury more than his love. You should have found that very entertaining.
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Marguerite : How kind. You know, I used to think you were such a gay fellow - with no other thought, but for pleasure.
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Marguerite : You were the only one that took the trouble to ring my bell.