Moulin Rouge Page #2

We've successfully evaded Zidler.

It's her. The Sparkling Diamond.

[SINGING]

The French are glad to

Die for love

They delight

In fighting duels

CHRISTIAN:
But someone else was to

meet Satine that night.

But I prefer

A man who lives

Zidler's investor.

And gives expensive

Jewels

CHRISTIAN:

The Duke.

[CHEERING]

A kiss on the hand

May be quite continental

But diamonds are a girl's best friend

A kiss may be grand

But it won't pay the rental

On your humble flat

Or help you feed your pussycat

Men grow cold

As girls grow old

And we all lose our charms in the end

But square cut or pear-shaped

These rocks don't lose their shape

Diamonds are a girl's best friend

When am l going to meet the girl?

Tiffany's.

After her number. I've arranged a special

meeting, just you and Mademoiselle Satine.

Totally alone.

Cartier.

After her number, I've arranged

a private meeting.

Just you and Mademoiselle Satine.

Totally alone.

Alone?

TOULOUSE:

Yes, totally alone.

'Cause we are living

In a material world

And I am a material girl

SATINE:

Come and get me, boys.

Ow!

Excuse me.

SATINE:

Black Star. Roscor.

Talk to me, Harry Zidler.

Tell me all about it!

There may come a time

When a lass needs a lawyer

CHORUS:

But diamonds are a girl's best friend

There may come a time

When a hard-boiled employer thinks

You're awful nice

Oh!

Don't worry. I'll sally forth

and tee things up!

Is the Duke here?

Liebchen, would Daddy let you down?

Terribly sorry.

Where is he?

He's the one

Toulouse is shaking a hanky at.

Excuse me, Christian. May I borrow?

Are you sure?

Let me peek.

I'm ever so sorry! How embarrassing!

That's the one. I hope that demonic

little loon doesn't frighten him off.

Clean yourself up, you bourgeois pig!

[SNORTS]

[C*CKS PISTOL]

Sorry.

Will he invest?

Pigeon!

After spending the night with you,

how could he refuse?

What's his type? Wilting flower?

Bright and bubbly?

Or smoldering temptress?

I'd say smoldering temptress.

We're all relying on you, gosling.

Remember, a real show in a real theater,

with a real audience...

...and you'll be....

A real actress.

'Cause that's when those louses

Go back to their spouses

Diamonds

I have exciting news!

Are a girl's

Best

Friend

I believe you were expecting me.

Yes. Yes.

I'm afraid it's lady's choice.

CROWD:

Aw....

TOULOUSE:

I see you've met my English friend--

I'll take care of it.

Let's dance.

Hit her with your most modern poem!

WOMAN [SINGING]:

Feel the beat of the rhythm of the night

Dance until the morning light

Forget the worries on your mind

You can leave them all behind

Feel the beat of the rhythm of the night

Dance until the morning light

That went well.

Incredible.

ARGENTlNEAN:

He has a gift with the women.

I told you. He's a genius.

That Duke certainly can dance.

How wonderful of you to

take an interest in our little show.

It sounds very exciting.

I'd be delighted to be involved.

Really?

Assuming you like what I do.

I'm sure l will.

Toulouse thought we might be able to...

...do it in private.

Did he?

Yes, you know, a private...

...poetry reading.

Oh.

A poetry reading.

I love a little "poetry"

after supper.

Hang on to your hat!

Diamonds

Square cut

Or pear-shaped

These rocks

Won't lose their shape

Diamonds

Are a girl's

Best

[GASPING]

[YELLS]

[CHEERING]

Satine! Satine! Satine!

I don't know the Duke's gonna get

his money's worth tonight.

Don't be unkind, Nini.

You've frightened her away.

But I can see some lonely

Moulin Rouge dancers...

...looking for a partner or two!

So if you can Hunk Hunk...

...you can Hunkadola with them!

Out of my way!

Oh, Marie.

Oh, these silly costumes.

Just a fainting spell.

All right, girls. Back out front

and make those gents thirsty. Problems?

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!

I know it's not much

Give me more! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes.

It's the best I can do

Naughty! Don't stop! Yes!

Yes! Yes!

CHRISTIAN [SINGING]:

My gift is my song

And this one's for you

And you can tell everybody

That this is your song

It may be quite simple, but

Now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is

Now you're in the world

I sat on the roof

And l kicked off the moss

Well, some of these verses

Well, they got me quite cross

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