The Lady from Shanghai1947

Elsa:
Will you help me? Give me a cigarette? I'm learning to smoke now. Ever since that night in the park, I've been getting the habit.

Michael:
Do all rich women play games like this?

Elsa:
[she draws near to kiss him] Call me Rosalie.

[He slaps her]

Elsa:
[She sticks the cigarette between her trembling lips and lights it. She draws a puff.] I didn't think you would do that.

Michael:
I didn't either.

Elsa:
You're scared, aren't you? You're scared. I'm scared too.

Michael:
You think you're needing me to help you. You're not that kind. If you need anything, you help yourself.

Elsa:
I'm not what you think I am. I just try to be like that.

Michael:
Keep on trying. You might make it.

Elsa:
Oh, Michael, what are we scared of?

[They kiss]