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Who's that?

Marie Duplessis,

The Lady of the Camelias.

You know her?

I do now.

Countess Perr�gaux, is the divine Marie.

Would you introduce me?

That was good, wasn't it?

I'm glad you love the theatre so much.

Morin.

Yes?

Give me a hand.

Yes.

I'll just slip into something comfortable,

and I'll be with you.

- Will you serve drinks to the Count? - Certainly.

Tell Clotilde to prepare dinner for 4.

Whose coming?

Cl�mence, and 2 gents.

Give me a hand.

What about him?

I'll get kicked out.

You're very bright this evening.

One of the two, is the son of La D�jazet...

...a great actress, apparently.

The other's Dumas the younger.

You'd 've been better off inviting the father.

There was a veritable parade of creditors today.

The bill for champagne alone was....

Listen, you're not to put me in a bad mood!

Which of these two do you like?

And even if I liked one of the two...

...how is the successful kept woman

recognised?

not the box at the theatre, or the diamonds, carriages, horses....

But it's a very young

lover, you have,

hidden away,

besotted, and who has no willpower.

And who spends all your money.

So what!

That's what he'll cost me.

So you're planning to get rid of Stackelberg?

Oh yes.

Don't come spying on me tonight.

- Let me see it! - Let me alone!

- I can't. - I wanna see! - Stop it!

I wanna see!

Stop it ... you're tickling me!

- Stop it! - You like it!

This is fun!

- No!...stop it!

Tell them in the kitchen not to open the door to anyone.

Yes, madame.

Did you like how I played?

Who taught you that tune?

The nuns.

What else did you learn

from the sisters?

What to tell from a man's hands,

his fingers and his wrists.

That's all!

- Let me do it! - No, that's enough.

Alexandre, come and join in.

You're hurting me.

Stop it!

She laughed too much.

- Come on! - Leave off!

She spits blood. It often happens to her,

she has a bad chest.

Go back and enjoy yourself.

Are you tired?

What are you looking at?

My mother was a seamstress.

- Alexandre Dumas' wife? - She wasn't his wife.

He never married her.

I'm a bastard.

And I'm just a whore.

A very pale and tired whore this evening.

Take care of yourself.

I'm boring... sick and miserable.

I'm spitting blood.

I spend 100,000 francs a year.

I'm only good for an old man full of money.

The proof: all my young lovers

dropped me sooner or later.

Why don't you get a cure?

Get a cure?

If I went for a cure, I'd die.

Especially with the life I lead.

Let me tell you something which you won't believe but which is true

and I won't ever repeat it.

What?

I remember 2 years ago,

I was watching you through a store window.

When I asked who you were, I was told:

''A prostitute.''

This evening Cl�mence told me you were very ill.

But your power over me is increasing day by day.

I believe it's in my destiny to be in love with you.

What am I supposed to do in return?

To love me a little bit.

If you promise to do what I say without question,

then I'll love you too.

I promise.

I dream of a lover with no will.

Without suspicions and without demands.

I accept completely.

A lover without rights.

''Without rights.''

I love this hellish life, you know.

It gives me pleasures you'd never understand.

You have to leave now.

Why?

Just do as I ask... that was the agreement.

Let's go!

I said I'd call you.

What's wrong?

I'm waiting for someone.

- Who? - You said: "I accept completely."

Alright then.

Good evening.

Alexandre!

Whenever you wish, I'll withdraw right away.

Don't you get it?

I don't want to lose an opportunity.

You can do the honours this morning sir.

Good for you Clotilde.

There we are.

Here, drink this.

Nobody's had me like you did.

Say it again.

Come in, please.

Take a seat...

I'll inform the countess.

Feeling sure of yourself, eh?

The comparison can only be to your advantage, that's for sure.

Nobody asked your opinion.

I gave it to you anyway.

Don't take what's happening seriously.

It would be a disaster... for you as much as her.

You... you could spoil an excellent arrangement,

which gives money to the Countess and happiness.

There are two things

you can never give her.

You might only succeed in...

hastening her death.

I shall inform the countess

of the liberty you have taken.

Don't you realise?...

A prostitute in Paris needs at least 3 or 4 lovers

to maintain her standard of living.

And you with...

with your fortune

you might at least give her a carriage.

Marie.

Marie !

It's you?

Did you follow me?

How was he?

Who?

The man who came to your place after me.

Generous.

I brought you something too.

This is the first time I've been offered a book.

- It doesn't make you happy? - It makes me very happy.

Manon Lescaut.

- It's a very sad story. - Then I'll never read it.

Give it back then and I'll throw it away.

Can I keep it in a drawer.

As a keepsake.

Why ''a keepsake'' ?

You talk as if we won't meet again.

Listen, leave me be.

The doctor said I should take walks.

And I don't want Stackelberg to see you.

I've already told you I'll take care of you...

Without ever curing you.

I'd like it if you always needed me,

that you were always alone, unhappy, sick...

and without money.

That's just how things are.

Can I come tonight? Give me your key.

No.

Nobody gets my key.

I'm leaving.

I don't want us to be seen here.

Excuse me sir,

would you give this key to that gentleman over there.

From that lady.

- Good morning lda. - Good morning.

Or perhaps good night.

It's already 8pm. Have you slept well?

''8pm'' ?

Why? Are you late?

Father?

In his office as usual.

He likes to work nights, like you.

- Papa... am I disturbing you? - It doesn't matter...come in.

- Working? A tricky passage...

very tricky.

D'Artagnan's rushing back to Paris with the diamonds.

One of your admirers asked me...

If you could make a dedication

Someone who knows your works by heart.

You're not going to ask me who it's for?

"To Countess Maria de Plessis from Alexandre Dumas,

"who is happy that you have recognised in his son,

"his greatest work. "

- You know already? - I know everything.

Especially when this is an open secret.

You must meet her.

Come over to her place with me.

And Count Stackelberg?

- He knows nothing. - He knows everything.

Only the old are wise.

You'll get there.

Better to enjoy cake with someone else

than sit alone eating shit.

The countess is sick. She's not seeing anybody.

Excuse me, Diane. Sorry.

Would you like a fondant?

No?

She was given this box for her birthday.

The fondants with nuts

are wrapped in...

1,000 franc notes.

and...

the peppermint ones...

In 100 franc notes.

Here's that book of my father's you wanted to have.

It's simply made with pages... nothing more,

countess.

If I ever get rich I'll have the whole encyclopaedia

printed on banknotes.

You should have stopped him from coming.

I gave you a letter for him, what have you done with it?

I burnt it.

That's nothing, I saw a man guillotined.

You look as though you're at a funeral.

I'm dead already.

Poor Lady of the Camelias!

Only one thing leaves fewer traces than love:

- Grief. - Well she leaves traces!

Son...you'll realise it when you write,

You'll see.

- While she, on the other hand... - Which ''she''?

Out of 100 prostitutes,

17 die prematurely from...

consumption,

8 are victims of sex maniacs,

5 are locked up in the loony bin,

3 retire to the country,

and 3 get married...

and the last 10 commit suicide. - They suicide for love?

Do you love her that much?

No.

Not to die for her.

- Monsieur Dumas? - Yes.

I've come to thank you for your book.

You needn't have gone to that trouble.

I'm leaving tomorrow morning.

The doctor says that country air will do me good.

You know very well who's going with you.

Are you deceiving "Mr Fondant" with Stackleberg, or vice versa?

Neither of them... I'm going alone.

- I'm tired. - Tired of what?

Having it off with all comers?

Arranging orgies?

Among other things, yes.

I was hoping you might have come with me.

Are you feverish?

Tell me...you're spitting blood, aren't you?

I would like to see you dead...

I would like to watch you die.

Is that what turns you on?

If I was rich and your mistress

that you'd found in bed with somebody else,

you could ask me why I deceived you.

But I'm just a whore

40,000 francs in debt,

not a cent to my name and I spend 100,000 francs a year.

You should love me less and understand me more.

I need 20,000 francs.

I could have asked you for it.

Seeing as you love me, you would've found it.

But one day you'd go at me about it.

We all take money seriously.

It's only unimportant

when you have lots of it.

Ah!... The ideal would be you having Stackelberg's money.

When I met him, I thought ...

I'd be happy with the life he was offering me

But I don't think so any more.

What should I've done?

Go back to sewing soldiers' trousers?

Why've you forgiven me?

I don't have much time left.

Don't say that, darling.

I've got to hurry up, and live.

Tomorrow we'll set off for a new life.

Are you leaving, monsieur?

Haven't you left?

I'm glad of that.

She wasn't there.

She didn't come.

I went to her room, I found...

these pages.

You must excuse me, but I had to read them.

'' Tonight, I thought I could write the story of my passion.

''I won't do it.''

Who can measure the power of prejudice?

Please listen to what I have to say.

Take your subjects from life.

Take a picture of life.

She keeps on lying to me,

deceiving me.

I couldn't write about that. It'd seem obscene.

No.

Not a squalid story that's my own.

So I'll give you some advice as a father ...

and colleague:

get to work now and tell this story,

or you'll never have the courage to write it.

Glad you brought me.

- You like it? - Yes.

- Like it? - Yes.

He pretended not to see me, did you notice?

No.

Who was that girl?

How would I know?

If you're gonna be a cutie...

you gotta be cute!

Why don't you have a dinner at the Arab restaurant?

Who should I invite?

I dunno, me...

D�jazet, for example.

And Alexandre.

That be enough?

That won't be enough if you want champagne.

We're feeling abandoned back here, come in?

Come on!

Coming.

- He's coming? - Yes.

He wanted to know if you were coming.

What did you tell him?

No, of course... I didn't want to risk losing the guest of honour.

Well now he'll get a surprise.

Have you gone all the way with this dinner?

I wasn't going to take any chances with it.

You're a real friend. I'll buy you a present

There he is.

Dear Alexandre,

welcome.

This is Constance. I told you I wouldn't be coming alone.

Did you tell me?

I don't recall you did.

You've got good taste. Your friend is lovely.

Do you want me to leave her?

Answer me.

Do you want to leave with me? Do you want to make love?

Straight away.

Forgive me for saying so...

I'm listening.

Marie saw the Dumas boy again. So I'm told.

Luckily she's in the country. That should fix it.

I'm Count Perr�gaux.

Is the countess in?

No, I'm sorry, she's not.

Where is she?

In the country, for her health.

At least that's what she told us before leaving.

Who are you?

I am.... I'm her manservant.

Have been with her for many years.

Do you know her address?

You wish to go and see her.

I suggest you notify her. She's not alone.

For a manservant, you're rather indiscreet.

For her husband, you care very little about her.

Do you know that she's ill?

If you want the address...

90, Hotel Bon R�veil.

The country air can be good but can have unforeseen consequences.

Always go back inside before sundown.

And never go out without a shawl.

Stay out of the sun, too.

What are you sighing about?

No reason.

You've been on about me needing to go to the country for months,

and now you...

Do you want us to go back to Paris?

Oh, Count. Welcome, Alphonsine.

Take the luggage down.

- Have a good journey? - Excellent.

Goodness, your here!

I'll be returning alone right after lunch.

Be quiet...don't say a word!

Bring up these 2 trunks please.

Leave us now.

I'll write to you.

No.

I know quite well that you won't.

I'll write to you though,

twice a week.

On the Wednesday and Saturday deliveries.

That'll be a bother for you.

I don't have much to do.

It'll keep me busy.

You're the only kind-hearted man I know.

I love you very much.

Will you come back and visit me?

If by my saying yes right now, you'd be happy.

Right now.

Then... I'm going to tell you a secret.

The country bores me at least as much as it bores you.

Fresh air suffocates me.

What is it, sergeant?

You want to take me to reform school?

Alphonsine! How are you!?

Countess Marie Duplessis, if that's no trouble for you.

Once a whore always a whore.

You know, maybe we make love

too much.

You've dark rings round your eyes.

You're here

for a cure, to get better.

I tend to forget that.

I'll end up killing you.

The illness is cruel to me, but it's deadly for those near me, too.

It's contagious, you know.

You look so beautiful!

Take me with you. I want to become a prostitute.

Alphonsine.

No one can see you in here.

Normally it's the lover who has to take precautions.

This time it's the husband.

What are you doing here?

You undervalue my devotion, Alphonsine.

I already looked for you in Paris.

I confess I was very disappointed not to find you.

I learned you were in the country,

to get a cure.

Have I aged?

You don't look a day older than when we met.

Maybe...

the eyes.

They shine a different light.

Your beautiful grey eyes

are more knowing.

You can tell they've seen a lot.

They're much sadder, too.

But you're even more attractive.

Why didn't you come right away?

At your house in Paris, an arrogant, indiscreet man

warned me that you were here with someone.

I wanted to see you alone.

I could bribe Clotilde

to sneak into your apartment.

But this time,

it wasn't some old guy.

It's the young Dumas.

Do you know him?

I've heard him talked about.

Are you disappointed?

I welcome this second disappointment,

if it means you're happy and loved.

If you are, how long will you still love him?

How long will he go on loving me?

If this is a story that must end,

it makes no difference.

Come away with me.

If I had to love someone for a lifetime, I'd choose you.

But you chose another.

I couldn't love Alexandre for a lifetime.

He's too ambitious.

I think he's writing our story.

Who knows what he's decided for the end.

Maybe I should suggest one for him.

Right now, he's the only one I want to be with.

If ever you need,

a friend or a lover,

a brother or a husband, I'll be there.

Toast with me.

To Alphonsine, who put on this lunch

for my daughter's baptism.

Hope to see you again... our home is yours.

Bravo.

Monsieur Dumas, shall we dance?

Gladly.

There's someone who wants a word. .

I was told to tell you discreetly.

Hello.

How long will you remain on holiday?

I don't know.

I guess it's up to you.

I'll stay as long as I feel like.

Your creditors are queuing up to get paid.

I'll pay when I get back.

When you get back you'll face the bailiffs.

Get Stackelberg to give you money.

He gives it to you, not me.

You want me to believe you like this dump?

It's not long since you wouldn't be seen dead here.

I want to stay with Alexandre.

Impossible. Listen to me, Alphonsine.

If the creditors take everything including the house,

and you lose Stackelberg...

Franz Liszt has just arrived in Paris, he wants to meet you.

Then you can take other holidays.

Come back to Paris.

What'll I tell him?

It's a letter for my bank.

The address is...

Place Dauphine, I've already been there.

Yes, I forgot...

By now you're a regular at my bank.

Perhaps you'll be interested to know I needed to sell some properties,

some farmland and forests...?

My savings at Dauphine Bank are almost exhausted.

I cost you so much?

Yes.

I thought maybe that.

I was very very rich and you were not.

I was very very old and you were sick.

Finally, I went out, I spent money.

For things I had no need for.

Very silly.

You should know that squandering someone's fortune

makes you feel alive.

Leave that line of reasoning with me.

But hurry up...

because soon we won't need

your farmland and forests... neither you, nor I.

Death is close for both of us.

Thank you.

Marie! look what I brought you!

It's beautiful. From Franz Liszt.

He expects you after the concert.

The countess isn't here.

She's spending the night at Count Stackelberg's.

He's sick. Didn't you know?

Everyone's going crazy that

such a famous man wants only to see you.

Aren't you glad?

What's up?

Come along...we're late.

I told him you weren't here. He's left.

Did you want to see him?

That's Liszt's mistress.

I'm ready.

Was she there?

Yes...in the front row.

Wearing earrings never seen on her before.

Mademoiselle Mars, who knows her jewellery,

said they're worth 300,000 francs.

The Lady of the Camelias is a clever girl.

Now that she's bedded the man of the moment,

her prospects will be on the rise.

And her nights of love even more expensive.

What has she told your son?

Did you see this?

Let's hope Alexandre doesn't read this sort of rag.

May I?

Come on in!

Why are you looking at me like that?

- You're up to something. - Me? Not at all.

I'm preoccupied with my musketeers.

They took Milady, and I don't know what to say about her.

Milady is a whore who sold her soul to the devil.

Cut off her head.

- Going out? - To a restaurant.

Last night we were invited. It's a nuisance,

But I like the company.

You like to join us?

Could do. Maybe I'll see Marie.

Alexandre !

Are you writing?

Yes.

Yes...I'm writing.

I decided to follow your cynical advice.

You have to know how to bury your scruples and pride.

Sometimes in your life, and always in your work.

Even when you know your book will be a flop?

Start by freeing yourself.

- What a joke! - What is?

Love.

To be young, no more...

Life is so short.

I was afraid Etienne wouldn�t find you,

that you'd left. Come.

Darling...

After I sent Etienne, I had these awful thoughts.

I was scared you wouldn't come, that you didn't want to see me.

That wasn't right, was it?

You and me is what matters most in the world, right?

Even if we argue?

Even after all that's happened?

Yes.

You still love me?

I still love you.

I'd like to ask just one thing.

Say it.

First swear that you'll say yes.

I swear.

That you'll love me no matter what I do.

Because I love you, Alexandre.

You know I love you.

My dear Marie,

I'm not wealthy enough to love you as I'd like to,

nor poor enough to be loved as you'd want.

So let us both forget something...

you forget my name which no longer matters to you,

and I'll forget a happiness which is no longer possible.

I'm leaving. I need to be alone,

to get far away from Paris, to work to forget you.

Alexandre.

I've got the letters of credit for the Algiers and Tunis banks.

Thank you.

Do you still love her?

I feel sorry for her.

That's the Lady of the Camelias just arriving.

Constance is delighted you were able to come.

I've got something to tell you.

Yes?

An important man would like to meet you.

It seems that he's also very generous.

- Another old fogey? - Not at all.

He's young and handsome.

Every woman would like to sleep with him,

from duchesses to whores.

But you're the one he wants.

You must have guessed.

Alphonsine.

Count Pallavicino wants to meet you.

Alright. But not tonight.

Will you join me at my table?

Your hand is burning!

- Are you also concerned with my health? - Yes.

Pardon me if I laugh, but I wonder what I'm doing here.

We don't need to kiss.

You're right. We don't need to kiss.

I thought you'd come back cured from the country.

Not so much by the benefits of a normal life and clean air,

but because I knew you were in good company.

True feelings can help you live.

That was made up by somebody healthy.

Anyway, the life you're leading is killing you.

What would you advise me... being so well informed?

You believe loving someone helps stop bleeding?

When you're sick, it's dirty, sordid,... and it smells bad.

Feelings don't come into it.

Alphonsine, you're carrying a grudge.

But I know why you blame me.

It isn't my fault if,

despite my advanced years,

I'm still alive.

Often I've wished otherwise.

Believe me.

Goodbye.

I come back.

I don't want to watch my daughter die a second time.

Did you fumigate?

Lichen from Ireland, yes. As you prescribed.

With that and my cough it's a wonder I haven't choked to death.

And now, how do you feel?

- As usual. - Be patient.

I tell you not to go out, yet you're constantly outside.

If you don't accept what I say,

nothing's stopping you seeing another doctor.

No, doctor. No.

Sick people are a horrible lot, as you know.

You have to rest, not go out.

Until I say otherwise.

Give me some pills. Yours.

They're the only things that do anything for me.

At least I'm in a good mood for an hour or two.

Tell Etienne to get the carriage ready. I'd like to go out.

- Didn't you hear what he said? - He said to be patient.

Are you patient?

Has she really decided to go out today?

Last night she was brought home half dead.

And now she's been coughing and spitting blood all day.

- Finished? - Yes.

There you are.

I said the red one.

The dressmaker took it back

She said it hadn't been all paid for.

I always paid for the dresses she wanted me to wear...

I add to their effect.

But I'll fix it.

That makes 11 nights I haven't slept.

I choke all the time. I think I'm dying.

I'll leave this room alive!

Come on.

Alphonsine.

Let me accompany you.

What do you want?

I want to help you.

I don't need anyone... to die.

I'm choking.

I'm choking.

And now this beautiful clock in gold and enamel. What am I bid:

1000 francs. Look at it ladies and gentlemen...1000 francs.

Any advance on 1000? 1200. 1300 at the back.

1400.

Quiet please ladies and gentlemen.

1400. No more bids?

1400 once, twice, three times...Sold!

2600. 2600 here.

2600 once, 2600 twice.

No more bids? 2600 three times...Sold!

A porcelain dinner service.

It's a shame, don't you realize?

I won't be buying it.

Madame, 700 francs once.

700 francs twice.

800 francs. 800 francs for the gentleman.

800 francs once, twice, three times. Sold!

A cashmere shawl, shall we say 300 francs.

300 here.

320 francs. Any advance?

Three times... Sold!

A collection of fans. The designs are hand-painted.

Starting price: 900.

900 francs. Any advance? 950 francs.

950 francs once. 950 francs twice.

1000 francs for the lady.

1000 francs once. 1000 francs twice.

1000 francs three times...Sold!

Armand...

It's you...

Now you're back

I can live again.

Does my strange life on Earth

assure me a place

in the hereafter?

Marguerite, you'll live. You will live!

Marguerite, you'll live.

Oh God!

What will become of me?

Excuse me, I'm the father.

Congratulations...it's wonderful.

What a beautiful play you've written us!

At times it seemed

I was hearing Alphonsine as though she were still alive.

I'm Alphonsine's father.

The one called Marguerite in the play.

She was...

just as you've written about her.

I wonder what she would have thought

seeing herself played,

as you've done it.

In fact there's one character, Prudence,

who's Cl�mence...wasn't it? I recognised her right off.

You only left me out

because I would have spoiled such a beautiful play.

I could tell you many things.

How she died...

such a horrible death.

I didn't know the illness

could bring so much pain.

And now...

there's nothing left.

They sold everything,

even her love letters.

All sold at auction...

even her hair.

Her beautiful hair.

All very sad,

But it's all in the past, isn't it!

Papa, don't be rude.

Monsieur Alexandre.

Monsieur Alexandre.

It's our 'Lady of the Camelias'.

What a beautiful title!

You'll see, the public will love it.

It'll also make a pile of money.

I have unfortunately spent everything for her.

In the 5 years since she left me

I haven't had another penny, Alexandre.

Thank you.

Alexandre.

Thank you.

Alexandre, the audience wants you.

It's been a real triumph.

A great success! Good evening.

A great success!

See Monsieur Dumas, they're our children!

Our children.

Yes, our children.

I sympathise with your feelings my dear fellow.

Do you know what Alphonsine told me before dying?

"I'll never leave this world of bandits..."

''and prostitutes.''

Of bandits..."

and prostitutes.

Subtitles: FatPlank [RLB] for KG