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1:01:03
- Poor Charlotte.
- I hate him!

1:01:06
I hate him, hate him, hate him!
1:01:10
Men are horrid - vain and conceited.
1:01:15
And they have hair
all over their bodies.

1:01:20
He smiles at me...
1:01:22
...kisses me...
1:01:24
He comes to me at night...
1:01:27
...driving me insane with his caresses.
1:01:31
He speaks kindly to me...
1:01:34
...and brings me flowers,
always yellow roses.

1:01:39
He talks about his horses,
his women and duels -

1:01:42
- about his soldiers and hunts,
talks and talks and talks...

1:01:48
Love is a loathsome business.
1:01:52
For all that, I still love him.
1:01:56
I would do anything for him.
Anything, do you understand?

1:02:03
Just so he will pat me on the head
and say: "That's a good dog."

1:02:08
Poor you.
1:02:09
Desiree is so strong and independent.
No one can master her.

1:02:14
Not even Carl Magnus,
that's why he's obsessed by her.

1:02:18
- I don't know her.
- All men are drawn towards her.

1:02:22
I don't understand it.
1:02:28
Well, I'm glad you knew.
No harm done then.

1:02:33
No.
1:02:35
- Most likely, she has never loved.
- What was that?

1:02:39
- Who?
- Desiree!

1:02:42
Most likely,
she has never loved anyone.

1:02:45
She probably loves only herself.
1:02:48
- Good morning, Countess. How nice!
- Yes, we're having a lovely time.

1:02:54
We're invited to old Mrs Armfeldt's.
1:02:57
- Isn't she Desiree Armfeldt's mother?
- So I believe.


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