Les liaisons dangereuses Page #5

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No liaison is ever too dangerous for me.

Invite all your friends.

I've reserved three tables

for tomorrow night.

You do things in a big way.

No, the tables are tiny.

- Juliette! What a surprise!

- Hello.

I love your fur coat.

Be our guests tomorrow night.

If Valmont's free.

Room 24, please.

My name's Valmont. My husband

has made a reservation for me.

Certainly. I'll have your bags brought up.

I owe you an explanation.

Don't bother. The explanation is charming.

Congratulations.

I should have...

French people never forget

to send the elevator back down.

How well you know our customs!

You're not offended, are you?

No. I have a wedding gift for you.

You're a smart lady. I knew that.

I have a problem with my fiance.

- Which one of them?

- The real one. Danceny.

- Is he coming as well?

- He's sent me a present.

- That's nice.

- But complicated.

Why?

It's a tape with his voice.

I'm to listen to it on New Year's Eve.

How thoughtful.

- But I don't have a tape recorder.

- I'll get you one.

Thanks. But my mom or my fiance

are always around.

I'll bring it tonight. Don't lock your door.

- You'll bring it tonight?

- You'll listen in peace.

- I'm angry.

- Why?

I'd rather celebrate with you.

I'm sitting with Court and Cecile.

Bring Marianne over.

After what I confessed?

Exactly.

You chose the truth to be your weapon.

Go on fighting then.

You told her about me so introduce me.

You think it'll work out? All of us together?

Court between me and Cecile...

you between Cecile and Marianne.

Under Volange's supervision.

One big happy family!

Remember, you promised something.

- Cecile? It will be easy.

- When?

Tonight.

I'm taking her a tape recorder.

She'll go back to her room around 10:30.

She'll leave her door unlocked for me.

At her age, one gets sleepy early.

Around midnight, tired of waiting...

she'll be in bed, fast asleep.

Good night.

- You look tired.

- No, I'm okay.

What are you doing here?

- I've brought you a tape recorder.

- I thought you weren't coming.

Not now. It's too late.

What?

Don't act like a spoiled child.

I spent the whole afternoon

looking for this thing.

Don't treat me like I'm some idiot!

Where's the tape?

I'm sorry.

I forgive you.

You put the reel here, and the tape there...

You set it turning, and there it is!

Press the button.

My dearest Cecile...

A recorded voice carries at night.

We'll smother the sound.

Turn it on now.

It's me, your crazy mathematician.

I've never dared tell you many things.

But when I see you in all your femininity...

I'm so delighted and awestruck...

that I only manage to grouch and moralize.

Actually, I keep asking myself:

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