Citazioni

Falbalas

Philippe Clarence: I won't believe in this marriage till I see your fiancée. Her name is?
Daniel Rousseau: Lafaurie. Micheline Lafaurie. Micheline Lafaurie, 19, orphan. She is in Reims. She'll arrive soon.
Philippe Clarence: It's so far.
Daniel Rousseau: It's not the Far West.

Philippe Clarence: Fine. Open the coat. Not bad. The dress is ugly. Take it off, Lucienne.

Philippe Clarence: What do you think?
Solange: Yes, it's interesting.
Philippe Clarence: "Interesting"? Nice compliment. So very encouraging. How about it's "sensational" or "wonderful"?
Solange: We'll see, but drawings aren't dresses.

Anne-Marie: Should I tell the lady downstairs to leave?
Philippe Clarence: Is she pretty or ugly?
Anne-Marie: Ugly.
Philippe Clarence: Send her up, then. No, no, I'm kidding. Tell her I'm busy.
[Anne-Marie leaves, to Solange]
Philippe Clarence: She must be beautiful. Anne-Marie screens them, they're always stunning.
Solange: She still loves you.
Philippe Clarence: It bothers me. It's over, she should leave. I can't fire her.
Solange: Me neither.

Micheline Lafaurie: [seated at busy restaurant] So many people.
Philippe Clarence: Just a few friends.
Micheline Lafaurie: All of Paris.
Philippe Clarence: The best place to be alone. We're alone, Micheline. We're on a deserted island. I'm sending signals. No one cares about us.

Philippe Clarence: Let me show you around. This is the dining room. We'll hardly use it. I prefer eating throughout the apartment. Here's the lounge. Lounges are a silly bourgeois tradition. You never use them! Here's the living room. They're removing the partition. What a strange idea. Expanding the lounge, yet another tradition. It's a lovely apartment. There are six rooms with a view of the garden. Bedroom, where you can sleep - or not. The maids won't know where to look for us. Breakfast would be a wild goose chase.

Micheline Lafaurie: Life is stupid sometimes.
Philippe Clarence: Life is fine, Micheline. People are stupid. They swim upstream instead of going with the flow.
Micheline Lafaurie: Perhaps, but unfortunately we have to know where we're heading.

Philippe Clarence: What was I talking about?
Micheline Lafaurie: Your profession. "The soul of a dress is a woman's body." You lost me.
Philippe Clarence: It's simple. A dress with no soul is a dress that wasn't created for a woman. Thanks to the woman...
Micheline Lafaurie: Yes.
Philippe Clarence: You don't know what it is to create.
Micheline Lafaurie: Nuns say it's creating something with nothing.
Philippe Clarence: That's what they say?
Micheline Lafaurie: About God. He created Heaven and Earth.
Philippe Clarence: Exactly.

Philippe Clarence: You look ravishing, besides this stitch.
[adjusting the fabric on Micheline's feathered outfit]
Philippe Clarence: This is original.
Micheline Lafaurie: I should've thanked you.
Philippe Clarence: It's my pleasure, we did it on a whim. You look like a nice rooster.
Micheline Lafaurie: I feel like a chicken, I didn't want to leave my room.
Philippe Clarence: You look charming.

Murier: Veal cutlet with peas, roasted chicken or beef?
[lights Lucienne's cigarette]
Murier: Potatoes with salad and cheese. They do a great camembert. Do you like camembert? You like camembert?
Lucienne: I don't care about camembert.

Philippe Clarence: Stop playing.
Micheline Lafaurie: I'm not like you. I don't play games. This is who I am. You wouldn't understand. A man like you.
Philippe Clarence: A man like me?
Micheline Lafaurie: You don't believe in anything.
Philippe Clarence: I believe in what I see.

Le cousin de Micheline: [Dixieland jazz on the gramophone] Your records are old.
Micheline Lafaurie: I like them. If you don't, don't listen

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By what name was Falbalas (1945) officially released in India in English?