Moulin Rouge Page #4

Nothing for you to be worrying about.

Don't stand around, then.

[SATlNE COUGHING AND GASPING]

CHORUS [SINGING]:

Come out of the garden, baby

You'll catch your death in the fog

Young girls

They call them the Diamond Dogs

Find Zidler. The girl's waiting for me.

That twinkle-toes Duke

has really taken the bait, girl.

With a patron like him, you could be

the next Sarah Bernhardt.

Do you really think I could

be like the great Sarah?

Why not? You got the talent.

You hook that Duke and you'll be

lighting up the great stages of Europe.

I'm gonna be a real actress, Marie.

A great actress.

I'm gonna fly away from here.

I'm gonna fly, fly away.

Duckling, is everything all right?

Yes. Of course, Harold.

Thank goodness.

You certainly weaved your magic

with the Duke on the dance floor.

How do I look?

A smoldering temptress?

My little strawberry...

...how could he possibly resist

gobbling you up?

Everything's going so well!

[SATlNE LAUGHING]

CHORUS [SINGING]:

I'll meet you in the red room

Unbelievable. Straight to the elephant.

SATINE:
This is a wonderful place for

a poetry reading. Don't you think?

Poetic enough for you?

Yes.

A little supper? Maybe some champagne?

I'd rather just...

...get it over and done with.

Oh.

Very well.

Then why don't you...

...come down here?

Let's get it over and done with.

I prefer to do it standing.

Oh.

You don't have to stand.

Sometimes it's.... It's quite long

and I'd like you to be comfortable.

It's quite modern, what I do.

And it may feel a little strange...

...at first, but if you're open,

you might enjoy it.

I'm sure l will.

Excuse me.

The sky....

The sky.... The bluebirds....

Come on. Come on.

I think....

[SATlNE BREATHlNG HEAVILY]

There might be some shaking.

Um, is everything all right?

I'm a little nervous.

Sometimes it takes a while for...

Oh!

...inspiration to come.

Oh, yes, yes.

Let Mummy help.

Does that inspire you?

Let's make love.

Make love?

You want to, don't you?

Well, l came to--

Tell the truth.

Can't you feel the poetry?

[YELLING]

Come on! Feel it.

Free the tiger!

[SATlNE GROWLING]

Big boy!

He's got a huge talent!

I need your poetry now!

All right!

It's a little bit funny

This feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can

Easily hide

Is this okay? ls this what you want?

Oh, poetry. Yes. Yes.

Yes. This is what I want,

naughty words.

[LAUGHS]

Oh! Naughty!

I don't have much money

But, boy, if I did, I'd buy

[SATlNE MOANING]

A big house where we both

Could live

It's so bad!

If I were a sculptor, then again, no

You devil.

Or a man who makes potions

In a traveling show

Don't, don't, don't!

Don't stop!

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