French Cancan

Lola de Castro de la Fuente de Espramadura 'La Belle Abbesse':
Come see me in the Casbah!

Henri Danglard:
I was down in the dumps. But seeing her skip along the street was a revelation. Do you know what I'll give them?

Casimir le Serpentin:
No.

Henri Danglard:
A taste of the low life for millionaires. Adventure in comfort. Garden tables, the best champagne, great numbers by the finest artistes. The bourgeois will be thrilled to mix with our girls without fear of disease or getting knifed.

Th?r?se, blanchisseuse:
Bon jour, Titi.

Titine:
Bon jour, Th?r?se. Bon App?tit.

Th?r?se, blanchisseuse:
Bon App?tit. Bon jour, Victor

Victor:
Bon jour, madame.

Henri Danglard:
Would you like to become a dancer, miss?

Nini:
Everyone knows what that means.

Mme Olympe, m?re de Nini:
She's my daughter.

Henri Danglard:
I'm very interested in her, madame.

Mme Olympe, m?re de Nini:
My daughter is an honest girl.

Henri Danglard:
Ha-ha. I don't doubt it. What does she earn working for you?

Mme Olympe, m?re de Nini:
She's not for sale.

Henri Danglard:
I want to give her a career.

Mme Olympe, m?re de Nini:
She already has one. What kind of career?

Henri Danglard:
The finest of all, dear lady. The theater.

Nini:
It's expected among theater people. You have to do it or you get nowhere. That's what bothers me.

Th?r?se, blanchisseuse:
If I were in your shoes...

Nini:
I always dreamed that Paulo would be the first. I'm afraid of looking foolish with Danglard.

Th?r?se, blanchisseuse:
You've still got time to take a lesson before tonight.

Nini:
Listen to you! [Nini runs to the Boulangerie. Enters. Locks the door. Sneaks up to Paolo]

Paulo, le boulanger:
Nini!

Nini:
Where's your uncle?

Paulo, le boulanger:
Asleep upstairs. [Nini seductively walks into the back store room. Paulo follows]

Eug?nie Buffet:
I welcome you always, O unknown lady, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la

Henri Danglard:
You want to put me in a cage like a canary? I warn you, it won't last long.

Henri Danglard:
Do I look like Prince Charming? Only one thing matters to me - what I create.

Henri Danglard:
In the end, you think it matters what you and I want? All that counts is what they want. We're at the service of the public.

Henri Danglard:
You know why it breaks my heart to see you go? They can smash the place to pieces for all I care! But the profession's losing a good trouper. I thought you were one of us. If not, get out! Line up for the quadrille, girls.

Lola de Castro de la Fuente de Espramadura 'La Belle Abbesse':
I was born at Sidi Bel Abbes in the land of beautiful women...