Les liaisons dangereuses Page #2

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Use your charm to seduce Cecile.

But she's my cousin.

And I'm your wife.

I'm making you a nice gift.

She's 17, a little awkward, but promising.

I should thank you.

She'll learn the tricks of the trade.

He'll introduce her to his friends

as a young innocent.

But they'll find out in bed

that she's Valmont's trainee.

Everyone will die laughing.

- Will you go?

- I can't say no to you.

Me neither.

You're awful.

That guy's wonderful!

I saw him zoom down the slope

this morning.

Oh, my God! It's my cousin!

Hey, Valmont!

- You didn't recognize me?

- Kiss first...

Cecile!

You've learned how to ski?

I saw you going downhill. Not bad.

But watch your arms.

They're like a windmill!

- May I have a sausage?

- It's not our table.

- Who cares?

- All right, then.

Don't turn around. Guess who's here.

Your wife?

Who'd disapprove of my company?

Disapprove?

Your mother.

- Would she? Why?

- I wonder myself.

Not in Switzerland, Valmont?

I arrived last night.

I have the hotel room next to yours.

Juliette chose Megeve, then?

No. She's in Paris, catching up on her sleep.

Won't she join us?

Yes. For the New Year's party.

Which beauty attracted you here?

It's still a secret.

I thought you were indiscreet.

People flatter me.

I'll give you the victim's name

after she surrenders.

I'll figure it out. I know you very well.

This time, though, it'll be hard to guess.

Excuse me.

The snow is too good to miss.

You might have introduced us,

don't you think?

May I have my mail, please?

Good morning.

- A letter for you?

- Not really...

- What are you holding then?

- Well, a letter.

But it's an error. It's for you.

Yes, indeed.

Thank you.

See you.

I've got to run!

Come see me at the terrace.

- Be careful, my dear!

- I'll be okay.

So, princess, some time today...

- Someone's in a tight corner!

- Brutes aren't my type.

And you, miss? Could you love one?

- She's an introvert.

- No, she's English.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

- What if your mother had seen it?

- A drama.

- As serious as that?

- It's a letter from my fiance.

Why should she object, then?

It's from my other fiance.

- You have two?

- Yes.

True and false?

But the false one is true.

- Who's the false one that is true?

- Danceny.

Young Danceny?

Yes. I love him.

What did Valmont tell you?

That's our secret.

A secret?

A love secret.

Let's break something!

See you in the hospital!

Poor guy.

Need any help?

No, I'm fine.

"I stopped briefing you on my mission...

"because of an unexpected twist.

"The day after I arrived,

I met an adversary worthy of myself.

"She embodies faithfulness,

modesty, and purity.

"Virtue, actually.

"Her name is Marianne.

"She's married to a young civil servant...

"who's now attending a conference abroad.

"She's originally Danish.

"Her accent, slips of the tongue,

and simplicity have enchanted me.

"Winter sports facilitate acquaintances.

"I also met the rest of her family...

"her husband's aunt...

"and Marianne's daughter, Caroline.

"Emotions work miracles.

"For the first time, I looked at a child...

"with a parent's eye...

"envying the real father.

"Their budget is modest.

"They're staying in a little mountain house.

"I launched an immediate attack."

- Mrs. Tourvel? These are for you.

- Thank you.

Valmont is sending this. For you...

For me...

and for Caroline.

Nobody's sent me flowers for a long time.

Here, sweetheart.

Your first rose ever from a man.

That man looked sad.

Not to me.

You didn't notice.

- Didn't he tell you about himself?

- No.

Good.

Men do that to excess.

A postman...

A woman, widowed or divorced...

- Slander...

- Who'd slander me?

It's in the cards.

So, tell me about slander.

"Marianne loves her husband.

"She's a faithful and happy wife.

"So far I've only dealt with easy women.

"My regular weapon

may turn against me this time.

"But no fortress is impregnable.

"You can only fail as an attacker.

"But I will triumph.

"I know how to win over Mrs. Rosemonde.

"It pays to have friends in the enemy camp."

Worse and worse.

Trouble, and a trial...

A trial?

Do you know how to calculate rents?

I own a small house in Paris.

Two more cards, please.

I must have made a mistake in my figures.

I may get in trouble.

It's troublesome, an house.

Marianne, I told you to say "a" house.

An inn...

an alley...

an chapel.

"A" chapel!

"I avoided words or gestures which

would have put her on her guard.

"The word 'Iove' in particular.

"Just 'friends, ' and nothing more.

"But that's tricky for a seducer.

"I had to find a unique solution.

"Virtue is best conquered with the truth.

"I decided to cast off my mask...

"and tell her about my conquests."

Why are you telling me all this?

I don't know.

I liked you better before.

So I've lost.

I told myself, "If she knows me as I am...

"and still doesn't lose hope...

"she may be able to help me."

You have a wife.

Only she can help.

"I told her all about us.

"Our pact to hide nothing from each other...

"to try everything.

"Never to be trapped into falling in love.

"Cold blood, no sentimentality.

"I concealed nothing,

curious to know her reaction.

"But I didn't see her face.

"It must have been beautiful.

Anguished and tormented. "

In love, we only seek pleasure.

The ultimate pleasure.

Until it provokes sadness.

You think it's over...

but it's not!

You can go further...

and further.

You reach a state...

verging on delirium.

Is it still pleasure...

or already suffering?

In the end, there's just anguish.

I'm scared.

I feel an urge to talk about it.

With you, Marianne, so sincere...

so righteous...

Marianne.

"Dear Juliette, I've never wanted

any woman as much as her. "

Are you afraid?

Yes.

Happiness is so simple.

Look at me, please.

Even if it's for the last time.

"I'm sure she will see me again.

"She'll feel remorse...

"and I won't assuage it.

"She believes in chastity,

but will sacrifice it for me.

"Good-bye, my dear friend.

"My gratitude to women of easy virtue...

"makes me your humble servant. Valmont."

Plenty of snow at Megeve?

That showoff may break his neck.

- He ran into a tree?

- Threw himself onto an ice rock.

Just minor scratches.

Who should I meet with in New York?

- Do you want that post for Valmont?

- Anything to make him happy.

The British won't welcome a Frenchman.

Play the Scandinavian card.

All right.

Your determination is impressive.

Won't you ever get any scratches?

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.

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