- Joan Madou: He wanted to kill me. They always talk about it but they never do.
- [laughs]
- Joan Madou: You wouldn't want to kill me.
- Dr. Ravic: My dream is Sybil's face after they had finished with her. She couldn't tell them anything because she knew nothing. She was not in my confidence. She meant no more to me than a beautiful painting. They expected her to crack, but she didn't crack. She let them kill her, right before my eyes. Haake killed her. She had a world of courage, but no great strength. She lasted a very little while.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: You will have your revenge, Ravic. These crimes cannot go unpunished.
- Dr. Ravic: Revenge? No, not revenge. Revenge is a personal thing. This is something bigger. Sybil's face is now the symbol of thousands of beaten faces.
- Dr. Ravic: What do you want to drink?
- Joan Madou: Anything.
- Dr. Ravic: Two Calvados and a package of Chesterfields.
- Tattooed Waiter: Only French.
- Dr. Ravic: Then give me a package of Laurents.
- Dr. Ravic: [after a woman dies on the operating table] 21 years old, Veber. 21 years old. The dignity of man, the beauty of woman, the innocence and subtlety of love, a quack in a dirty cellar, then this.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: Katya, you have a Russian soul! Why did you have to be born in that Boston?
- Kate Bergstroem: Nature went mad that day, Boris.
- Capt. Gonzales: I'm Captain Gonzales. We are leaving tonight to join the glorious army of Generalissimo Franco. The colonel would like to drink with you to Spain and Spain's army.
- Dr. Ravic: Captain, I'm not a - a Spaniard.
- Capt. Gonzales: We know that. You are an Austrian. That makes you German. Germany and Spain are friends.
- Dr. Ravic: I'm not expecting a package. Who brought it?
- Bellboy: A woman. A - a lady.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: Well, which, woman or lady?
- Bellboy: Just - just in between.
- Dr. Ravic: Did she say it was for me?
- Bellboy: Not just like that. She said it was for the doctor who lives here.You know the lady. She was here with you the other morning.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: First virtue of hotel employees is discretion. Indiscretion is only for gentlemen.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: man is great in his intentions but weak in carrying them out. Therein lies our misery and our charm.
- Joan Madou: What are you thinking of?
- Dr. Ravic: Of how dangerous you are, Joan.
- Joan Madou: I'm not dangerous.
- Dr. Ravic: The fact that you think that is part of it.
- Dr. Ravic: What's the matter?
- Joan Madou: Nothing. I'm happy. I told you I'm in love.
- Dr. Ravic: Have you been - happy often?
- Joan Madou: What if I could close my eyes and open them and find all danger gone - at last alone in the past?
- Dr. Ravic: All I can give you is my love in this bitter present.
- Joan Madou: To the present.
- Dr. Ravic: Salut.
- Albert: You ought to go back to work instead of walking the city all night. It's not right.
- Joan Madou: Unwise, Albert.
- Albert: Very unwise.
- Joan Madou: I don't just walk the city, not always.
- Albert: Sometimes you go to the railroad stations. Is that it?
- Joan Madou: Yes, the stations.
- Albert: Don't men molest you?
- Joan Madou: They don't like women who aren't gay.
- Dr. Ravic: We'll go away. We'll go away, where the sun is. We'll wash the rain away. Wash the past, too. To Cannes or Antibes.
- Joan Madou: Alone, without hope.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: Hope. Hope is luxury we cannot afford this year.
- Dr. Ravic: Life is short. We're only here for a few days. Why should I persuade you to do what you'll do anyway?
- Joan Madou: All right, you've persuaded me.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: I wish I could say something comforting, cheerful, pleasant. But history has no special accommodations for lovers.
- Joan Madou: Let's go to the most expensive restaurant and have caviar and champagne. Let's be like our parents were before all these wars - carefree and sentimental and without fear. Full of bad taste and tears, and the moon, oleanders, violins, and the ocean and love. I want to believe that I'm married to you, that we have children and a garden and a house. I've given up a great career for your sake. And we still love each other - after 20 years. And you still think me beautiful. And I can't sleep when you're not at home for one night.
- Dr. Ravic: I saw you come out of the water.
- Joan Madou: How could you?
- Dr. Ravic: Then I covered my eyes. It was like Venus rising from the sea. I didn't want to be struck blind. Now I am blind. Now I have my sight back. How was the water?
- Joan Madou: Cold without you.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: It is possible to share all of the happiness of someone else, but only so much of the despair.
- Joan Madou: Why don't you ask me, Ravic? About what happened in between. Don't you want to know where I live, how I live?
- Dr. Ravic: Joan, look outside. Ask the air whether it rained yesterday. Whether there was a war in China or Spain. Whether thousands are dying or being born at this moment. The world exists. We exist. Why rake up dead leaves?
- Dr. Ravic: [pushes Joan down] Now stop your nonsense.
- Joan Madou: [smiles] Are you going to beat me, too?
- Dr. Ravic: I just wanted to stop that babbling!
- Joan Madou: What do you want of me, anyway? What rights have you?
- Dr. Ravic: None. I thought you had come back.
- Joan Madou: Well, didn't I?
- Dr. Ravic: You came to me, but you did not come back.
- Dr. Ravic: Do you know how it works?
- [shows Ravic her phonograph]
- Joan Madou: No.
- Dr. Ravic: Oh, it's wonderful. It plays for hours, and I can lie here and listen and watch it getting dark outside and dream.
- Ivon Haake: This woman is French?
- Dr. Ravic: Italian. With a few other races mixed in.
- Ivon Haake: Not bad. Naturally, at home, we cannot have that. But here...
- Dr. Ravic: Here you are a tourist.
- Ivon Haake: You understand!
- Joan Madou: I waited. I waited, and there was nothing. Then, one day, someone came... who wanted me. Nothing but me. Wholly and forever. It was like a landslide, which one laughs at in the beginning. Then, suddenly, there's nothing left to hold onto... when one can't resist any longer.
- Dr. Ravic: I was only more lost without you. You were all the brightness and the sweet and the bitter.
- Ivon Haake: I must be in the Gare du Nord by 9:00. I will not see Paris again until I, through this Arch of Triumph, march.
- Dr. Ravic: What do you want me to do?
- Joan Madou: Give me time. Wait for me.
- Dr. Ravic: Wait for you?
- Joan Madou: Yes, wait for me.
- Dr. Ravic: I'm a refugee. It's my profession to wait, to keep alive and wait.
- Joan Madou: You'll come again, Ravic?
- Dr. Ravic: Don't think about it. Take your time. You'll find out for yourself.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: I hope you do not attract attention. No man in Paris eats in his room unless he is sick.
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: I hope you do not attract attention; no man in Paris eats in his room
- [alone]
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: unless he is sick
- [said to his good friend Dr.Ravi]
- 'Col.' Boris Morosov: .