:33:01
...it's dead already. Now.
:33:03
-That's impossible.
-lt's not. Send those people away.
:33:07
-l can't.
-l will. l'll tell them you're ill.
:33:09
lt's true. You're too ill to talk
with anyone but me tonight.
:33:12
lf they go, you must go too.
:33:13
-What?
-Yes.
:33:15
Come back later, alone, so we'll have
supper in here tonight.
:33:21
Go in the other room, and l'll have
Nanine get rid of you all.
:33:28
You're not sending me for
marrons glacés, are you?
:33:31
How do l know you'll let me
in when l come back?
:33:41
There. You can let yourself in
when you come back.
:33:45
You're an angel.
:33:48
l won't go, l can't.
:33:59
Marguerite Gautier.
:34:15
Stretch your legs, ladies!
Remember, the hat's full of money...
:34:18
...and the one kicking it
out of my hand gets it all!
:34:22
Out of my way, everybody!
:34:31
Get back! l don't have to run a mile
to get my leg up.
:34:41
Let me try.
:34:50
Again.
:34:52
-Madame Prudence. Madame Prudence!
-Hello! Hello, Nanine.
:34:56
Madame is sorry,
but she must send everybody away.
:34:59
Oh, what a pity. Just when we were having
such a good time too.