All language subtitles for La Dame aux camelias (part 2)

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.

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