Camille1936

Marguerite:
Oh, it's you. What's happened? You look ill too.

Armand:
No, it's seeing you like this, suffering.

Marguerite:
It's nothing. It lasts only a minute.

Armand:
You're killing yourself.

Marguerite:
If I am, you're the only one who objects. Now, why don't you go back and dance with one of those pretty girls. [She laughs] Come, I'll go with you. [He embraces and kisses her hand] What a child you are.

Armand:
Your hand's so hot.

Marguerite:
Is that why you put tears on it and cool it?

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.

Armand:
It wasn't wine that made me come here every day for months to find out how you were.

Marguerite:
No, it couldn't have been wine. So you'd really like to take care of me?

Armand:
Yes.

Marguerite:
All day, every day?

Armand:
All day, every day. Why not? [She laughs]

Marguerite:
Why should you care for a woman like me? I'm always nervous or sick, or sad or too gay.

Armand:
I do care for you.

Marguerite:
You know what you should do. You should get married. Ah. Come, come. You're young and sensitive. 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. However, I've given you some very good advice. Now let's go back. [She notices his hesitation and laughs] Oh, what on earth am I going to do with you?

Armand:
No one has ever loved you as I love you.

Marguerite:
That may be true, but what can I do about it? You should go away and not see me anymore. But don't go in anger. Well, why don't you laugh at yourself a little as I laugh at myself, and come and talk to me once in a while in a friendly way?

Armand:
That's too much and not enough. 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. [She laughs at him.]