Les parapluies de Cherbourg

Genevi?ve Emery:
Guy, I love you. You smell of gasoline.

Guy Foucher:
It's just another perfume.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Oh, Guy, I love you. A customer - I must run. I'll see you in front of the theater at eight.

Aunt ?lise:
You seem very nervous.

Guy Foucher:
I'm going out.

Aunt ?lise:
Alone?

Guy Foucher:
None of your business.

Aunt ?lise:
It is.

Guy Foucher:
With a girl.

Aunt ?lise:
Do you love her?

Guy Foucher:
It could be.

Aunt ?lise:
Tell me the truth.

Guy Foucher:
I love her.

Genevi?ve Emery:
You know, I think she suspects something.

Guy Foucher:
Who?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Mother. When I said I was going to the theater with Cecile, she gave me a funny look.

Guy Foucher:
What kind of look?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Like this. She knows Cecile hates shows, and I am a bad liar.

Guy Foucher:
That's what you say.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I assure you I am.

Guy Foucher:
We'll have children.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I'll name our daughter Francoise.

Guy Foucher:
And if it is a boy?

Genevi?ve Emery:
It will be a girl. We've always had girls in the family.

Guy Foucher:
One o'clock.

Genevi?ve Emery:
If Mother's not asleep, what a scene there will be.

Madame Emery:
My little girl, you're crazy! Thinking of marriage at sixteen!

Genevi?ve Emery:
Seventeen.

Madame Emery:
In love!

Genevi?ve Emery:
Am I too ugly or too stupid?

Madame Emery:
No, you're not ugly. You're not the fairest of them all, but you're neither ugly nor stupid. You have plenty of time. You think you're in love, but love is something different. You do not just fall in love with a face in the street.

Genevi?ve Emery:
He's a young man whom I've met several times, and he loves me. We want to get married.

Madame Emery:
I am shocked!

Genevi?ve Emery:
I went to the theater with him last night.

Madame Emery:
So you lied to me! And you admit it without shame!

Genevi?ve Emery:
I'm going to see Guy.

Madame Emery:
I forbid you to see that boy. Stay here.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I don't want to respect you, but I'm going.

Madame Emery:
You stay right here! Anyway, Mr. Cassard will be here soon, and I want you to be present.

Roland Cassard:
I've just seen Miss Genevieve. I would have liked...

Madame Emery:
She's gone out. The life we lead here is so sad for a young girl. This dreary shop. She's bored, and I fear she'll become depressed. Would you like some tea?

Roland Cassard:
With pleasure.

Madame Emery:
We've just had a terrible fight about you.

Roland Cassard:
About me?

Madame Emery:
She wanted to go out, but I didn't want her to. We had a row. We've been so lonely since my husband died.

Guy Foucher:
I got drafted this morning, and I'll be away for two years. We'll talk about marriage later. With the war in Algeria, it will be a long time before I can come back.

Genevi?ve Emery:
But I would never be able to live without you!

Madame Emery:
Where were you?

Genevi?ve Emery:
With Guy.

Madame Emery:
What were you doing?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Mother, he's leaving. He'll be away for two years. I can't live without him. I'll die.

Madame Emery:
Stop crying. Look at me. People only die of love in movies.

Madame Emery:
Mr. Cassard came this evening. He was sorry he missed you. I'm sure he could give you some advice.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I can do without his advice.

Madame Emery:
You're wrong. For me, he is the kind of man...

Genevi?ve Emery:
Don't bother me with his kind.

Madame Emery:
You look terrible.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Leave me alone, Mother.

Madame Emery:
There's no reason for sulking. You're tired, but you're not dying.

Genevi?ve Emery:
It's not my weariness that saddens me. It's his silence. Guy left just two months ago. He only wrote me once.

Madame Emery:
Don't start that again.

Genevi?ve Emery:
If I knew where he was, I could write to him. I'm sure they've sent him someplace dangerous where he's risking his life.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I'm pregnant, Mother.

Madame Emery:
Pregnant by Guy? This is horrible! How is it possible?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Well, just like with everybody.

Madame Emery:
Don't joke. This is serious. What are we going to do?

Genevi?ve Emery:
What do you mean?

Madame Emery:
What are we going to do with the child?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Raise it.

Madame Emery:
What are we going to say?

Genevi?ve Emery:
To who?

Madame Emery:
Our friends, our neighbors!

Genevi?ve Emery:
We have no friends, and you never speak to the neighbors.

Madame Emery:
And Roland Cassart is coming to dinner tonight!

Genevi?ve Emery:
You don't need to tell him.

Madame Emery:
Roland Cassart asked for your hand in marriage.

Genevi?ve Emery:
I heard. You didn't tell him I'm pregnant.

Madame Emery:
I did not dare tell him.

Madame Emery:
I saw the cutest little rompers at the department store.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Admit that you're pleased.

Madame Emery:
I'd be more pleased if this baby had a father, and you had a husband.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Guy will come back.

Madame Emery:
Guy or someone else.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Absence is a funny thing. I feel like Guy left years ago. I look at this photo, and I forget what he really looks like. When I think of him, it's this photo that I see.

Genevi?ve Emery:
Roland Cassart will not want to marry me when he sees I've been knocked-up.

Madame Emery:
Watch your language!

Genevi?ve Emery:
Since neither you nor I had the courage to tell him the truth, now at least it will show. Do you believe he'll take me like this? If he refuses me as I am, it shows that he never had deep feelings for me.

Roland Cassard:
We'll raise this child together. He'll be ours. Please accept, Genevieve. I don't want to upset you. I love you, Genevieve.

Guy Foucher:
Why didn't you tell me?

Aunt ?lise:
I didn't want to say anything. I thought you knew. You didn't suspect.

Guy Foucher:
Of course, over the last few months. Her letters were not the same. She didn't answer my questions. She was writing without conviction. But marrying another man! I thought she was mad at me.

Guy Foucher:
You have no family. Don't you want to stay here?

Madeleine:
What will I do?

Guy Foucher:
You'll help me. I'll be lonely.

Madeleine:
You don't need anyone.

Guy Foucher:
I need you, Madeleine.

Madeleine:
Why don't you just say you don't like being alone? I don't see what I could do. I have no influence over you.

Guy Foucher:
That's not true.

Madeleine:
I don't like what you've become. You hang around with nothing to do. You're sad and bitter.

Madeleine:
Poor Elise. There will be nothing left of her.

Guy Foucher:
It's the opposite. She will be part of everything we do.

Madeleine:
Are you happy?

Guy Foucher:
Very happy, and it's all thanks to you, Madeleine.

Guy Foucher:
Are you in mourning?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Mother died last autumn.

Guy Foucher:
What did you name her?

Genevi?ve Emery:
Francoise. She's a lot like you. Do you want to see her?

Guy Foucher:
I think you can go.