Ninotchka1939

Ninotchka:
I must go.

Leon:
Or should I say Special Envoy Yakushova?

Ninotchka:
Let's forget we ever met.

Leon:
No, no, no, I have a much better suggestion. Let's forget the telephone ever rang. I never heard that you're Yakushova. You're Ninotchka. My Ninotchka.

Ninotchka:
I was sent here by my country to fight you.

Leon:
All right, fight me. Fight me as much as you want, only fight me tomorrow morning. There's nothing sweeter than sharing a secret with an enemy.

Ninotchka:
You represent white Russia and I represent Red Russia.

Leon:
No, tonight, let's not represent anybody but ourselves.

Ninotchka:
It's out of the question. If you wish to approach me...

Leon:
You know I want to.

Ninotchka:
Then do it through my lawyer.

Leon:
But Ninotchka, you can't walk out like this. I'm crazy about you. I thought I'd made an impression on you. You liked the white of my eye.

Ninotchka:
I must go.

Leon:
Oh no, Ninotchka. I held you in my arms. You kissed me!

Ninotchka:
[She lowers her eyes] I kissed the Polish lancer too, before he died.