Citas

El diario de una recamarera

Céléstine: It's strange, how the country always seems sad. - I guess, people don't have much fun here.

Céléstine: You scare me.
Joseph: Why?
Céléstine: I think you're bad.
Joseph: Bad? Me? Are you serious? Look! I love the army. Religion. Law and order. And my country! Am I lying when I say I love all that?
Céléstine: No, you're not.
Joseph: Would a bad man love all that?

Rose: So you're finally here? You don't poke your nose outside very often. But since you're from Paris... we aren't good enough for you?

M. Monteil: I bet you had lots of fun in Paris.
Céléstine: What must you think of me?
M. Monteil: Why not? A lovely girl like you. I love to have fun, dammit. I love love. Wild love.
Céléstine: I should tell Madam, sir.
M. Monteil: Madam! I don't care about Madam! I'm sick of her! Don't think I'll do nothing.
Céléstine: You're exaggerating. Madam's always so friendly.
M. Monteil: Friendly? She's ruined my life. I'm no longer a man. Everyone laughs at me.

M. Rabour: Each evening when you come to see me... wear these boots. They bring back memories. You understand? Don't wear them during the day... but in the evening, I'd like it.

Rose: You're pretty. So watch out. Folks here are talking about you.
Céléstine: About me?
Rose: Yes. Above all, watch out. They say you and Monteil... The servants she doesn't fire, he gets them pregnant.
Céléstine: Not me.
Rose: Remember. Just once with him and... you got a baby.

Joseph: We never really know people at first sight. Women are hell to get to know. But now I know you pretty well.
Céléstine: You know me? Then tell me what I am.
Joseph: What you are? You're like me.
Céléstine: Like you?
Joseph: Yes. Not your looks. I'm old and ugly. But deep down inside, we're alike. I know what I'm saying.

M. Monteil: I want so much for you to be happy. You're not like my wife. You're so sweet and good. If you'd like to...
Céléstine: What?
M. Monteil: You know very well.
Céléstine: You want us to cheat on Madam?
M. Monteil: It's all I can think about. I can't sleep. I'm not a brute. I promise I won't get you pregnant.
Céléstine: Stop it or I'll tell Madam everything! Let me get used to being here.

M. Rabour: So you're Celestine?
Céléstine: Yes, sir.
M. Rabour: Celestine, Celestine. I like that name very much. Put that there. But it's rather long, don't you think? Far too long. If you agree, I'll call you Marie. It's pretty too and much shorter. Besides, I've always called my chambermaids Marie. It's a habit. I don't think I could break it.

Mme Monteil: My husband is demanding, very strong and active. I'm unable to give him what he needs. I really can't. It's too painful.
Le curé: If I understand, I don't see... what I can do for you?
Mme Monteil: Advise me.
Le curé: How? What can I say?
Mme Monteil: I don't know. At times, it's so hard. Perhaps there are other ways that are less... more... Certain caresses that are...
Le curé: Be precise. There are caresses... and caresses. Would it occur often?
Mme Monteil: My husband's so strong. Maybe twice a week...
Le curé: Twice a week? That's far too much. No matter how sturdy a man is, he doesn't need twice a week. But in any case, I'll say this. You must not enjoy it.
Mme Monteil: Father, you can be sure of that.

M. Monteil: Now you cut my branches?
M. Mauger - le capitaine: They're overhanging my garden. I'm within my legal rights!
M. Monteil: I'm getting fed up! Just look, you throw me your garbage and now you cut my trees! I'll take you to court!
M. Mauger - le capitaine: Anytime!
M. Monteil: This time I have a witness!
M. Mauger - le capitaine: Let's see your witness!
M. Monteil: Joseph! You see him cutting my branches! Right?
Joseph: Yes, sir.
M. Monteil: Perfect!
M. Mauger - le capitaine: A servant? Servants don't count.

Céléstine: The countryside always looks grim. I bet people here don't have much fun.

Céléstine: [after Mauger has proposed to her] I can't cook very well.
M. Mauger - le capitaine: We'll hire a cook. Besides, there's cooking and... cooking. The cooking I need.

M. Monteil: [after Rabour shoots a butterfly] But I thought you liked butterflies!
M. Rabour: I do! I wished I'd missed it.

M. Mauger - le capitaine: Know what you should do?
Céléstine: What now?
M. Mauger - le capitaine: File charges against Monteil.
Céléstine: Charges?
M. Mauger - le capitaine: Right! For indecent exposure!
Céléstine: But there's no reason.
M. Mauger - le capitaine: What of it?
Céléstine: I can't do that.
M. Mauger - le capitaine: But it's simple! Go see the police and Rose and I'll act as witnesses. We'll swear we saw everything.
Céléstine: That you saw what?
M. Mauger - le capitaine: Don't worry. A soldier's word means something nowadays! Then it'll be easy to include that rape business. Little Claire.
Céléstine: You're joking, Captain.
M. Mauger - le capitaine: It's what I'd do if I were you.

Joseph: I've found a good affair for us. There's a cafe for sale in Cherbourg. A soldier-sailor town. Business is good. I guarantee you we'd make a fortune. With a wife like you, sweet and attractive... would you like it?
Céléstine: Me? But...
Joseph: You're neat and orderly. Kind and not afraid. All the men would be at your feet.
Céléstine: You want me to whore for you?
Joseph: Don't look at it that way.

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