The Lady of the Camellias
It is all pre-ordained.
Don't ask how two people can be in love.
Or what one person can mean to the other.
I love for the first time.
And I ask for forgiveness if your son has been harmed
I cannot turn back
I cannot promise not to love him You would not believe me.
You don't need to worry. I will play fair.
There's something more important than happiness as you understand it
and it must be fought for whatever the price.
Your son will receive a terrible sorrow, stay close to him
It's his turn now.
THEY WERE BORN, THEY ARE DEAD, THEY LIVED.
Who's on stage? Silence. Ready, silence!
Marguerite... I don't know what effect you will have on my life
but there's nothing in the world I love as much as you.
I am happy.
Marguerite!
- what's the matter, Madame? What do you feel?
A little water...
- Do you feel unwell? - It'll pass.
- Go into the other room. - Let's go, let's go
Monsieur Dumas, does this woman have to cough up her lungs until the fifth act.
No, It's not obligatory.
This tiresome exercise will start later.
Excuse me, maestro, I should ask your help more often.
She wasn't a duchess, Madame
But she was far superior to the work she did.
The model for this character was called Alphonsine Plessis
and she never had such tragic adventures. I invented that part.
But she would have loved to have had them.
- Ok, thank you. - Everybody in position. Start again.
- From the top. Places, please. - Scene Two.
Gaston at the piano.
I'm hungry. I haven't eaten today.
Well done.
- Alphonsine, is your father in? - He's sleeping.
He gave my sister some medicine. I need some too.
Ah, Yes. Come with me.
- Is he ill? - No, it's just cough pills.
- Cough pills? - They're good for you.
Yes. Sometimes, he also gives them to me, when there's nothing to eat.
They help get rid of hunger and thirst. And they make you feel happy.
I already have 5 children and I don't want any more
Let's hope this potion works.
When my husband comes near me, if I try to move away, he beats me.
If only we didn't like it too. we could do THIS!
Listen...
Signor Bernier has made an offer for you to stay at his house.
At least we'll resolve some problems. And avoid the reform house.
I'll come and see you every day
When must I leave?
Immediately. He's outside.
Oh, it's you Plessis. Come.
- Alphonsine isn't well. - Ah.
- What's the matter? - She spent the whole day complaining.
Then she went to bed.
- She's asleep? - I think so.
Maybe she doesn't like it here.
Maybe... I'll have to take her back home.
Plessis, do you want to raise the price?
She's my daughter I can take her back when I want.
- I would like a lamp. - What for?
I want to go back upstairs and I want a lamp.
- What the matter? - Nothing. Leave me be.
- Do you want me to come with you? - No.
Go away!
Plessis?
It's nothing to be afraid of. It's natural.
Usually, a friend would explain.
It happens to all women ... when they become women.
Then it goes away.
Then in comes back
You see, Alphonsine, When it happened to your mother
she pinned a beautiful red flower on her dress
Like this. That way, I understood. And I'd leave her be.
There was a time when she stopped wearing a red flower
and nine months later you were born. Now do you understand?
Taken one of these. And you'll have sweet dreams.
Look at her. She's wearing red flowers on purpose.
- Send her home! - Send her back to Bernier!
- Go! Go! - Give it back!
- It's indecent! - Send her back to Bernier!
This is a procession! You shouldn't gang up against a girl.
What would you all be without help? Why do you come here to pray?
God must have his fingers in his ears! Come.
The procession is for the honour of our Lord.
Not to fight over a garland of red flowers.
If people turn against you, maybe it's because you give them a reason.
- Doing What? - Don't you know? Monsieur Bernier?
- You can go to bed. - I haven't finished.
- I've never seen the kitchen so clean. - Good night.
You don't have to tell me about Bernier. If you don't want to.
- Monsieur Bernier... - Yes?
He makes me undress
and then he looks at me.
He looks at me.
Then usually he falls asleep.
Monsieur Bernier is very rich.
And if he wasn't rich.
He wouldn't pay my father for my company.
From tonight you won't go to him anymore.
- Do you want me to go back to my father? - Would you like that?
Yes. I like living with my father.
Other men hate him.
But women follow him all the way home.
- And I hide somewhere and watch. - I'll speak to him.
- I'll tell him what you do. - He already knows.
- And so? - Nothing.
He carried on doing it. All he was wearing was socks.
I'd never seen how a man was made.
Then he beat me, but we made peace again straight away.
Tonight you won't go to Bernier. You'll stay here with Delphine.
Come
Here. You'll stay here.
I'll bring you a mattress and sheets.
- Delphine? - Yes?
- Alphonsine will sleep here - Ok
Coming?
- Is this the book that you read in church? - Yes.
What does it say?
"How beautiful you are, How beautiful you are.
Your hair is like a herd of goats
Your eyes are like doves
Your lips are like scarlet ribbons.
Your cheeks are like pomegranate skin
Your breasts are like twin fawns
grazing among the lilies.
Your love is more sweet than wine.
Honey drips from your lips, you have honey and milk under your tongue"
Alphonsine? Alphonsine! What's happened?
- What's happened? - Help me.
- What's happened? - We have to run away.
Why?
- The police will be here soon. We've got to go.
- Let's go. - Come, quickly!
I'm very cold, mother.
Cover yourself, Anya.
- Are you also going to the Festival? - We'll get off where it suits us.
She's... she's my daughter. She was tired of walking.
- You fathered her young. - Where we come from we start young.
Why lose time? Cigar?
What happens in Avalon?
Lots of people go there.
Most importantly... it's crowded.
I've always done good business at the festival.
They go crazy for my candy floss.
- Is there a pharmacy at Avalon? - Why? Do you need something?
Yes. Certain pills that make life happy, even when it isn't.
I've got better than that.
- Do you want to try? - Yes.
Take some my dear. Eat. Eat.
Take it.
Anya, my dear, calm yourself.
Has it passed?
How old are you?
What's you name?
- Alphonsine. - Alphonsine. Here, cover yourself.
As well as the same eyes...
you also have the same first initial as my daughter.
- Alphonsine, wake up! - Father!
I'm leaving you with him. He's a good man. You'll learn a trade.
He'll also give you a wage.
Not for the first months... He's given that to me!
You'll see he'll leave you in peace and he'll take you to Paris.
Goodbye! See you soon!
Goodbye!
Goodbye.
Maxence's delicacies! Hurry, hurry!
Maxence's delicacies. Hurry, ladies and gentlemen!
For big ones and little ones! Hurry, ladies and gentlemen!
- A delicacy. - Now, Madame.
Here you are.
Maxence's delicacies! They're as red as your heart!
Hurry.
- Maxence's delicacies! - Do you want one?
- Stupid! - Go away!
- Does it still hurt? - A bit less.
Try my "toccasana".
Even those dipped in molten sugar?
Those are naturally sweet.
- Who's girl is that? - Girls don't interest me.
Attention! At ease!
Does he take orders from a blonde or a brunette?
He takes orders from no one... if he gets it... he gets it!
You're sure?
Don't think about it.
I don't want to end up in the hospital again.
Look.
Quick, let's go!
If I don't find another client tonight that old hag
will throw my son into the street.
You can't... you're ill.
They don't realise in the dark, up against a wall
You'll all have a sorry end, I spend my evenings at the theatre.
Come, your welcome. It's better than whoring, no?
Oh well, see you.
Second on the right is Count Olympe Aguado,
he's supported by women.
The blonde one is Count Agenor de Guiche,
heir to a great family.
See those two. They call them "The lions", they're twins
They hunt minors. Opium fiends.
Those three are the most ambitious group
- Please... - Mademoiselle de Valnoble!
Quickly!
Thank you.
Mademoiselle de Valnoble, ex-prostitute.
Now she's a banker's wife. She was a bishop's daughter, I think.
She's always very generous.
Who are you looking at?
He's the Count of Perregaux. I don't know much about him.
I don't even know what he likes.
His life is very mysterious.
He spends his winters in Algeria. He's very interesting.
The papers for transport to Montmarte cemetery are ready.
All we need is your verification
Count Perregaux, is she your wife?
Cover her.
- For you. - Thank you Mademoiselle. - Keep it.
See? There's no need to walk the streets to top up your salary.
Ah! The performance is finished.
Well now. You still haven't said if you want to stay with me.
I want to stay over there.
Not here.
I liked making love with you.
- How old are you? - Twenty one.
Mostly I feel a hundred.
Your feet are dirty.
If you don't like being with girls with dirty feet
don't go looking for them in the markets
Thank you.
Alphonsine!
- Sit down. - I'm hungry, will you give me some? - Take it.
Thank you.
Bless her.
The Mademoiselle will be our guest for a while.
- Would you like the fire lit? - Yes.
- Is this your room? - It's my mother's.
She lives in the country, She's here a few days a year.
Agenor, you like the commom folk, right?
Like few things in the world.
- As long as they stay common. - You changed me.
- I've learnt to wash my feet. - I've seen.
Don't eat with your mouth open. Don't touch the fish with your knife.
I've done much worse, I'm also learning to write.
You haven't noticed the money I'm stealing from you. I'm paying a teacher.
I realised you were stealing from me and I was pleased.
Now I know the reason,
as well as elegant... you'll be intelligent
and you'll become boring.
Life chews you up, Alphonsine. Life wears you out.
It's more my fault than yours.
The women who come here are all decrepit.
Even the most beautiful and the youngest.
I see them when they come to ball's here, weighed down with gold.
They almost collapse under the weight of their necklaces
Tonight I want to see you, nude. It's like I'm seeing life itself.
Come.
Come!
I wanted my friends to see you.
Given that one of these days I'll end up in bed with all these gentlemen,
it seems right,
Christian!
You see that woman on her own? I want to make her acquaintance.
Don't disturb yourself, I should come to you.
Your clothes have become very noticeable from the last time.
Girls like me must get ourselves noticed. And you've noticed me.
I noticed only the eyes of my daughter.
It's a great surprise to find you here.
People that come here are very rich and we follow them.
- Where do you live? - In a furnished room...
I've a suite at The Grand Hotel the same one for years...
when I came here before the death of my daughter
Now it's too big for me, too sad
I would be very happy to invite you to stay
- But my clothes are too noticeable? - They can be changed.
What else must I change? I don't want to make any promises.
I don't want to profit from a man who I will deceive
I will content myself with a small change
for the time you spend with me. When I bore you... you can go out
Don't tell me anything... And I won't ask.
Women can do anything... As long as they know how.
- Your Excellency - Have you finished? - Only a few touches.
Watch out!
Mademoiselle Alphonsine, I didn't know if should agree or not,
she wants that your velvet cloak to be lined with mink
and the gloves with ermine.
Perhaps she should have asked for your approval.
- Does your Excellency want to see? - No, no.
Let's not rob her of the pleasure of opening her purchases.
That girl is Count Stackelberg's new mistress
- Shall we continue reading? - Yes.
My daughter liked this chapter a great deal.
She never tired of hearing it.
"Oliver Twist, being left to himself in the undertaker's shop,
set the lamp down on a workman's bench
and gazed about him with a feeling of awe and dread,
which many people older than he will be at no loss to understand
An unfinished coffin on black trestles
which stood in the middle of the shop, looked so gloomy
and death-like that a cold tremble came over him,
every time his eyes wandered in the direction of the dismal object:
from which he almost expected to see some frightful form... "
- Serge. - Yes?
I don't have any more money.
I know, yesterday you gave me 3000 francs.
Today I spent 5000 to buy two Irish horses.
Etienne didn't like driving a carriage with only one horse.
You're rich... and so I don't ask you to believe me.
How could you believe the word
of one whom you give 5000 francs a month.
Have you ever thought that I might love you too?
Because of all the things that you've given me?
But you'll never know it.
What are your new horses called?
'Long Mane' and 'Adorable'
I assure you, that you wouldn't have been able to resist them
Against the wall were ranged, in regular array,
a long row of elm boards cut in the same shape:
looking in the dim light, like ghosts"
Serge, I'm very tired.
Tomorrow, my friend.
- Like this? - Too high.
Let the man bend.
- I am Count Edouard de Perregaux. - I assure you it's not my fault...
- he told me he would wait for you. - Yes, you can go.
Have you heard what I said to my protector.
- Yes, I couldn't have done otherwise. - It was for you that I was speaking.
Despite the Count's generosity
I manage to build up debts
That doesn't frighten me.
Your money will not be spent badly.
The men in my bed enjoy themselves a lot. Do you know why?
Because I enjoy going to bed with them a lot.
I wanted to advise you, sir, that Mademoiselle has left a letter
She's decided consult a famous specialist and she's left.
Fine. Clotilde, I would like a hot drink.
Straight away, sir.
Where are we?
We're returning to Paris. Don't you remember anything?
Wait.
- Yes, I remember a landing place. - Yes, yes.
- I'm not dreaming. - No, you're not dreaming.
We two are in a room and...
Yes, then?
They are asking me something that I don't understand.
They are asking you in English:
"Alphonsine Plessis, do you want to take this man present here
to be your husband?"
- I answered "yes"? - You answered "yes".
Do you remember it, Countess of Perregaux?
Countess of Perregaux.
Would you like to see the real Algeria?
There are beautiful gardens and the sky is almost always blue
Serene, hot.
Alphonsine, I will board ship again in a few days.
Are you asking me to follow you?
No, I won't ask you.
Now you have certain obligations toward me.
- I know. - Now that I'm your wife.
Even though it may seem absurd I ask you to let me be free.
If you don't wish to follow me and live the life like I've always lived it
I ask you to let me be free
But I have many needs.
You cannot say that I didn't warn you.
It was your sincerity that won me.
My hand-writing is still imperfect,
but I think the idea is clear
I want to tell you in writing that you are free.
I wanted to tell you to your face and here I'm repeating it.
Signed:
Alphonsine.
- The conditions? - I will only use your title.
You will continue to lead your life and I mine
From now on
the men who want to show off at the theatre
with a countess in their buttonhole must pay me more.
That's everything.
I must find another name.
Countess... Alphonsine de Perregaux.
It's Alphonsine that sounds wrong, no?
I need a different name.
Maria, maybe. Countess...
Maria of...
Yes...
Countess... Maria...
Alphonsine.
Here?
Alphonsine.
Who's that?
Maria of Plessis, Our lady of the camellias.
You know her?
Ex Alphonsine Plessis, ex countess of Perregaux,
the divine Maria.
- Will you introduce me in the interval? - Certainly. I used to know her.
- It was wonderful. - I'm happy that you like the theatre.
- Morin, come and help me. - Mademoiselle.
I'll put on something and I'll be with you in a minute.
- Offer something to the Count. - Yes.
Tell Clothilde that you're preparing dinner for four.
- Who is coming? - Clemence, with two gentlemen.
- Hold this. - The count?
I'll send him away.
- You're happy tonight. - Yes.
The son of Dejazet is coming. She's a great actress, apparently.
The other is Dumas' son.
You would have done better to invite the father.
A line of creditors called today.
Just for champagne we have a bill of...
Do you want to put me in a bad mood?
- Which of the two do you like? - Even if I liked one of the two...
Do you know how you recognise a successful kept woman?
Not by her diamonds carriages, horses.
But by a very young lover that she keeps hidden.
Besotted and without will.
- And who spends all your money. - That's why it's expensive!
Let me see what's underneath!
Clotilde, if someone calls don't open the front door.
- Did you like my playing? - Who taught you?
The Nuns of Orsoline.
What else did you learn from the nuns?
To study a man's hands, his fingers and his wrists.
- Alexandre, come! - Let her rest.
It happens often, she has a bad chest.
Never mind, come here.
- Go and enjoy yourself with the others. - Don't tire yourself out.
What are you looking at?
My mother was a dressmaker.
Wife of the great Alexandre Dumas?
Not his wife, he never married her. I'm a bastard.
And I'm a whore.
A whore who spits blood and spends 100 thousand francs a year.
Good enough for an old man full of money like the Count of Stackelberg.
The young lovers I've had all left me.
I don't understand why you don't go for a cure.
A cure?
If I'm cured, I will die. I go on only for the life I lead.
Let me say something which you won't believe, but which is true.
I won't ever repeat it.
What?
One time, two years ago,
I stood watching you through a window while you were shopping.
When I ask the salesman who you were, he answered
a prostitute.
This evening Clemence told me you are very ill.
But your power over me is always stronger and I...
believe that I'm destined to fall in love with you.
- What must I do to repay you? - Love me a little.
If you promise to do what I say without questions, I will love you.
- I promise. - I want a lover with no will.
- Without suspicions and without demands. - I accept completely.
A lover without rights.
Very good, without rights.
But you must know that I love this infernal life.
Because it makes me happy that you cannot buy it.
- May I enter? - Come in, Clotilde.
- This morning you must eat. - Well done, Clotilde.
Here.
Good.
You had me like no one else.
Say it again.
Please, seat yourself. I'll notify the countess.
You're sure of yourself, eh?
Certainly by comparison... It's going your way.
- I didn't ask your opinion. - But I'm giving it all the same.
Don't take this affair too seriously.
It would be a disaster for you and her.
You risk ruining a perfect set-up
which gives the countess money and happiness.
Two things that you... could never give.
You're managing only to hasten her death.
How do you think that a prostitute
can keep her standard of living without 3 or 4 lovers?
With your fortune couldn't you give her a carriage at least.
- Father? - Yes? - Am I disturbing you? - No.
- Are you working? - It's a delicate moment.
My Musketeers are racing back to Paris with the diamonds.
One of your admirers asked me...
If you could make a dedication
Someone who knows your works by heart.
You're not going to ask me who it's for?
"To Countess Maria de Plessis from Alexandre Dumas,
who is happy that you have recognised in his son, his greatest work. "
- You know? - I know everything.
Also everyone is speaking about you both.
- Come with me this evening. - And Count Stackelberg?
- He know nothing. - He knows everything.
Don't forget he's a wise old man.
You'll realise this yourself one day.
When you're old it's better to divide your cake in two
than have a turd all by yourself.
Wait, the countess is very busy. She can't receive anyone.
Excuse me.
- Chocolate? - No.
They arrived this evening for her birthday.
with nuts.
They're wrapped in thousand franc bills.
And these...
mint flavoured
in hundred franc bills.
This is my father's book which you asked for.
It's made of simple leaves, countess.
If I become wealthy, I'll print
the whole encyclopaedia in banknotes.
Thank you.
You should have stopped him from coming.
I gave you a letter for him, what have you done with it?
I burnt it.
You were right to come here, they're fantastic.
- Do you like it? - Yes.
- He pretended not to see me, did you notice? - No.
- Who was that girl? - How do I know?
She was nice.
Why don't you hold a dinner for me at the "Mosque", the arab restaurant.
Who should I invite?
I don't know... maybe Dejazet, for example.
And Alexandre.
Take this, for the costs.
We're feeling abandoned back here, come in?
Here we are!
- Is he coming? - Yes, he wanted to know if you'd be there.
- What did you tell him? - That you weren't coming.
I didn't want to lose the guest of honour.
You did well, he'll have a surprise.
- It's spectacular! - This way you can't say I'm taking advantage.
You're a good friend. I'll buy you a present.
Here he is.
Welcome, dear Alexandre.
This is Constance. I told you I was coming with someone.
You told me? I don't remember.
I see, you're in good company.
Do you want me to leave her? Do you want me to leave her? Answer me.
Do you want to leave with me? Do you want to make love?
Straight away.
I'm the Count of Perregaux. Is the countess at home?
No, she's not.
- Can I know where she is? - In the countryside, for her health.
At least... it's the reason she gave.
- Who are you? - I'm her manservant.
of many years.
Do you know her address?
Do you want... to find her?
Notify her first... she's not alone.
For a manservant, you're very indiscreet.
For a husband, you don't pay much attention to her.
You want her address? 90, Hotel Bon Reveil.
You know, maybe we make love too much.
You've dark rings round your eyes.
You're here for a cure, to get better.
The illness is cruel to me, but it's also deadly for those next to me.
It's contagious, you know?
Alphonsine.
Here no one can see you.
Normally it's the lover who has to take precautions.
This time it's the husband.
What are you doing here?
You undervalue my devotion, Alphonsine.
Have I aged?
You don't look a day older than when we met.
Maybe... the eyes.
They have a different shade.
The are more knowing.
You can tell they've seen a lot.
At your house, in Paris, an arrogant, indiscreet man,
warned me that you were here with someone.
But this time it's not an old count, it's the young Dumas.
- Are you displeased? - I would gladly accept a second disappointment
if this means that you're happy and loved.
If you are, how long will you stay in love?
Better ask how long he'll be in love with me.
Come away with me.
If I had to love someone for a lifetime, I would choose you.
But you chose another.
I couldn't love Alexandre for a lifetime.
It's too ambitious.
I think he's writing our story.
Who knows if he's already found the end.
Maybe I will suggest if for him.
- Monsieur Dumas, shall we dance? - Gladly.
Excuse me, there's someone who wants a word.
- Hello. - Hello, Alphonsine.
- How are you? - How long will you remain on holiday?
- I don't know. - As you wish.
I'll stay as long as it pleases me.
At home there's a line of people who need paying.
- I'll pay them when I return. - No, you'll return and find bailiffs.
- Get Stackelberg to give you money. - He gives it to you, not me.
You want me to believe you like this dump?
Have you already forgotten when you'd have burnt it down?
- I want to stay with Alexandre. - Alphonsine... listen to me.
If the creditors take everything you'll lose him as well.
Franz Liszt has arrived in Paris, he wants to meet you.
Then you can take another holiday.
It's a letter for my bank. The address is...
- Place Dauphine, I've already been there. - Yes, I forgot...
By now you're a regular at my bank.
They'll be interested to know that I've sold one of my properties.
It was some woodland.
My savings at Dauphine Bank are almost exhausted.
- It cost so much? - Yes.
Believe me, squandering a fortune for someone
makes you feel alive.
Leave me to think about this...
Well hurry, because soon we won't need
your lands and woods, not you, not I.
Death is close for both of us.
Thank you.
Maria! Maria, look what I brought you!
What a marvel, It's from Liszt.
He expects you after the concert.
The countess is spending the night with Stackelberg.
He's ill and asked to see her.
Everyone's going crazy that such a famous man wants only to see you.
Are you pleased?
What's the matter?
Maria, let's go, we're late!
I told him you weren't here. Did you want to see him?
Dear Marie, I'm not rich enough to love you as you want,
nor poor enough to let myself be loved as you want.
I'm leaving, I need to be alone.
I need to stay far from Paris and forget you.
When you left for the country I hoped you would return recovered.
Not because of a healthy climate and lifestyle
but because I knew that you were in good company.
A feeling can help you live.
- Those are inventions of the healthy. - It's this life which is killing you.
Since you're so well informed, what advice do you give me?
Do you really believe that loving someone can stop a haemorrhage?
To be ill is a dirty thing, and it emits a filthy odour.
Feelings don't matter.
Alphonsine, you're speaking with anger. I know what it's about.
It's not my fault if I've been...
forgotten by death. Despite the years which weigh me down,
I'm still alive. I've often wished the opposite.
Believe me.
Goodbye. I won't come back.
I can't bear to see my daughter die a second time.
Do you still love her?
I pity her.
- Have you done the fumigation? - As you prescribed.
With lichens and almonds.
Between coughing and the steam tent it's a miracle I haven't suffocated.
And now how do you feel?
- As always. - You need to be very patient.
If you're unsatisfied with my work, don't hesitate
to find another doctor.
The sick are an odious breed, you should know that.
You must rest and not go out until I say so.
Thank you.
Give me the pills... yours.
The only ones which always lift my spirits.
At least for a couple of hours.
Tell Etienne to ready the horses, I want to go out.
He told me to be patient.
Would you be?
But does she have to go out? Yesterday she came back half dead.
Today she coughed and spat blood all day.
- Finished? - Yes.
Here.
I said the red one.
The dressmaker took it back. She said we hadn't finished paying.
I always paid, I always wore the clothes she wanted.
Maybe because I'm no longer seen in them.
But I'll get better.
It's eleven nights since I last slept.
I suffocate every second, it feels like I'm dying.
I'll leave this room alive.
Alphonsine.
Let me accompany you.
I want to help you.
I don't need help to die.
Here.
I'm suffocating
Oh, I want to live!
Margueritte, I'm here.
I've come back.
Bravo!
Excuse me.
Excuse me, let me pass! Monsieur Alexandre.
You've done an excellent job, What a brilliant comedy you've written!
I wonder what Alphonsine would have said to see herself portrayed like that,
as he has portrayed her.
I am Alphonsine's father. You only left me out.
Because I would have disfigured such a beautiful comedy.
To think, I could tell you many things.
How she died, such a horrible death.
I didn't know the illness could bring so much pain.
And now...
there's nothing left.
They sold everything, even his love letters.
They sold it all at auction...
even her hair.
her beautiful hair.
Such sad events.
But, it's been five years.
Please, father, leave him be.
Monsieur... Our lady of the camellias!
What a beautiful title! You'll see, the public will love it.
It will also make a pile of money.
I... unfortunately I spent it all.
I have nothing left, Monsieur.
- Alexandre! - Thank you.
Alexandre, the public are calling you. It's been a real triumph.
A great success! Good evening. A great success!
Monsieur Dumas, see our children!
- Our children! - Yes, dear friend.
This is a great day for us Dumas.
Do you know what Alphonsine told me before dying?
I will never leave this world of bandits...
and prostitutes
Bandits and prostitutes.