Bernard Dubois-Lambert: "The moon rising in cloudless skies, suddenly bathed her in its silver beam."

Jeanne Tournier: Whom do you mean?

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: "She saw her image glowing in my eyes. Her smile like an angel's did gleam."

Jeanne Tournier: "The night is beautiful."

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: "The night is a woman."

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: Let me look at you. Love agrees with you. You're unrecognizable.

Jeanne Tournier: You're so beautiful. You're my love. You're so beautiful. Mmm. I've always known you. I've known only you.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: I love you.

Jeanne Tournier: I love you.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: I love you.

Jeanne Tournier: My love. My life. My heart.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: My wife?

Jeanne Tournier: Yes. Yes, I'm yours.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Say it.

Jeanne Tournier: I love you.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Forever?

Jeanne Tournier: Forever.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Let's get out of here.

Jeanne Tournier: Hello, darling.

Henri Tournier: Why so affectionate?

Jeanne Tournier: Affectionate? I'm just being myself. Am I disturbing you? I always do, don't I?

Henri Tournier: "Always" is a woman's word. Did you have fun in Paris?

Jeanne Tournier: "Fun" is a man's word.

Jeanne Tournier: You've no idea how important one's hairstyle is in Paris. It can be sleek or windswept, but it must be stylish. It's the hair that makes the dress chic. Thanks to hairstyling, you recognize...

Henri Tournier: Who?

Jeanne Tournier: Everyone. American women, Swedish women, Parisians, provincials - everybody.

Henri Tournier: There's some truth in that.

Henri Tournier: To me Maggy means phony chic, phony society, phony Paris, phony everything. Even her dog's phony.

Jeanne Tournier: You're being nasty.

Henri Tournier: Not at all. I'm very fond of her.

Henri Tournier: You look sad.

Jeanne Tournier: Me? I'm not sad.

Henri Tournier: Why aren't you sad?

Raoul Florès: I'd like to make you happy.

Jeanne Tournier: But I am happy.

Jeanne Tournier: You seem sad. What's wrong?

Raoul Florès: I'm jealous that you're going home tomorrow to your life, your husband.

Jeanne Tournier: Let's not speak of him.

Raoul Florès: I think I'll move to Dijon and sneak into your room at night like a thief.

Jeanne Tournier: When I think of you and me, I'm always worried. Perhaps that's what love is.

Mechanic: Is that your car?

Jeanne Tournier: If only it were. Mine's down the road about four miles from here.

Mechanic: That's bad. What is it?

Jeanne Tournier: A Peugeot 203.

Mechanic: What?

Jeanne Tournier: A Peugeot 203!

Mechanic: That's even worse. This is a Renault garage.

Jeanne Tournier: Are Russians really foreign?

Raoul Florès: For a Spaniard like me, no more than Germans or French.

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: Germans. That's a bit much.

Raoul Florès: I was in Russia as a tourist.

Henri Tournier: Then you saw nothing.

Raoul Florès: I found Dostoyevsky, Gogol, Tolstoy...

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: Raoul has friends everywhere.

Jeanne Tournier: Aren't you going fishing?

Henri Tournier: No, I thought I'd stay with you.

Jeanne Tournier: He's making a great sacrifice. He adores fishing.

Raoul Florès: I once did too, before polo lured me from the joys of nature.

Henri Tournier: I admire you for playing that croquet on horseback.

Jeanne Tournier: Don't trust appearances. Henri's never like this. He's just acting.

Raoul Florès: Good actors can reveal the truth.

Jeanne Tournier: They make lies credible.

Raoul Florès: They tell the truth.

Jeanne Tournier: Is this a land you invented for me to lose myself in?

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: What are you doing?

Jeanne Tournier: I always keep the tub full and on warm nights, I take a bath. You'll have to get used to that.

Jeanne Tournier: We'll sleep together always. I'll take care of you. My life is yours.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Night. I wish it were always night.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Where shall we go?

Jeanne Tournier: It doesn't matter. I'll go anywhere with you.

Marthe: Madame's changed her hairstyle.

Jeanne Tournier: Me? I don't think so.

Catherine Tournier: Yes, it's like my dolly's hair.

Jeanne Tournier: That little hussy? Thank you very much.

Jeanne Tournier: Maggy knows these things. She says if you're not a great beauty, you must have a look.

Henri Tournier: Why do you need a look? You have a husband.

Jeanne Tournier: Who hardly notices me.

Henri Tournier: If that's so, for whom do you wish to have a look?

Jeanne Tournier: No one. For myself. To be fashionable. It's my right.

Jeanne Tournier: I'm afraid.

Raoul Florès: Of what.

Jeanne Tournier: Everything.

Raoul Florès: Everything?

Henri Tournier: Could you be up by 4:00 am?

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: In Paris I go to bed at 5:00. It'll be a change, getting up when I normally go to bed.

Henri Tournier: Will you join us?

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Oh, no.

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: He only likes birds.

Henri Tournier: Ornithology?

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Archeology.

Maggy Thiebaut-Leroy: Same thing.

Henri Tournier: There are cigarettes here and whiskey there. Play all the records you like. Make yourself at home.

Jeanne Tournier: That was Catherine.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Catherine?

Jeanne Tournier: Yes, my daughter.

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: Your daughter?

Bernard Dubois-Lambert: We should go.

Jeanne Tournier: We have to go.