Moulin Rouge 2001

Christian: India! India! Its set in India! And theres a courtesan, the most beautiful courtesan in all the world.[Turns to the Duke]Christian: But her kingdoms invaded by an evil Maharaja! Now, in order to save her kingdom, she has to seduce the evil Maharaja. But on the night of the seduction, she mistakes a penniless po- a penniless- a penniless sitar player for the evil Maharaja and she falls in love with him![turns to Satine]Christian: He wasnt trying to trick her or anything, but he was dressed as a Maharaja because... hes appearing in a play!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Zidler: [singing] If lifes an awful bore, and livings just a chore that we do caus deaths not much fun. I just have the antidote, and though I mustnt gloat at the Moulin Rouge. Youll have fun... Scratch that little niggle, have a little wiggle, you know that you can... Because we can can can.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 life

Christian: The greatest thing youll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Satine: Besides, I cant fall in love with anyoneChristian: Cant... fall... in love? But, a life without love, thats... terrible...Satine: No, being on the street, thats terrible.Christian: No! Love is like oxygen!Satine: What?Christian: Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!Christian: [bursts out into song]

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Satine: [singing] Never knew I could feel like this. Like Ive never seen the sky before. Want to vanish inside your kiss, every day Im loving you more and more. Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing? Come back to me- and forgive everything.[gasp]Satine: Seasons may change, winter to spring... I love you til the end of time.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Christian and Satine: Come what may, I will love you until my dying day.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Christian: [to the Duke] This woman is yours now. Ive paid my whore.[to Satine]Christian: I owe you nothing. And you are nothing to me. Thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Satine: Tell our story Christian, that way Ill-Ill always be with you.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 christian

Argentinean: We have a dance in the brothels of Buenos Aires. It tells the story of the prostitute and a man who falls in love with her. First, there is desire. Then, passion. Then, suspicion. Jealousy. Anger. Betrayal. When love is for the highest bidder, there can be no trust. Without trust, there can be no love. Jealousy, yes, jealousy will drive you mad.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Christian: Its a little bit funny.Satine: What?Christian: This feeling inside. Im not one of those who can easily hide. Is this ok? Is this what you want?Satine: Ah, poetry. Yes, this it what I want naughty words.Christian: I dont have much money but boy if I did, Id buy a big house where we both could live. If I were a sculptor, but then again, no. Or a man who makes potions a traveling show. I know its not much...Satine: Oh Naughty, dont stop, dont stop.Christian: But its the best I can do.[sings]Christian: My gift is my song. And this ones for you. And You Can Tell Everybody That this is your song. It may be quite simple but now that its done. I hope u dont mind I hope You dont mind That I put down in words... How Wonderful Life is Now youre in the world

— Moulin Rouge 2001 life

[last lines]Christian: [voiceover and typing] Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End.Christian: [voiceover, singing] The greatest thing youll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Zidler: Send Christian away.Satine: He will fight for me.Zidler: Unless he believes that you dont love him.Satine: What?Zidler: Youre a great actress, Satine. Make him believe that you dont love him.Satine: No!Zidler: Use your talent to save him! Hurt him, Satine. Hurt him to save him. There is no other way. The show must go on. We are creatures of the underworld. We cant afford to love.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Satine: Im sorry, Christian, Im dying.Christian: No, youll be alrightSatine: Im so sorry, Christian. Im sorry. -brief pause- Im cold. Hold me. -long pause- Youve got to carry on without me, Christian.Christian: I cant carry on without you.Satine: You have so much to give.Christian: No.Satine: Ye. Tell our story, Christian.Christian: I love you.Satine: -Smiles- Tell our story, Christian, that way Ill always be with you.Christian: Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and then on not-so very special day, I sat down at my type-writer and I wrote down our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But most importantly, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The end.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Argentinean: Never fall in love with a woman who sells herself. It always ends...Argentinean: [screams] BAD!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Christian: [singing] Why does my heart cry? Feelings I cant fight... youre free to leave me, but just dont deceive me, and please believe me when I say I love you!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Toulouse-Lautrec: Christian, you may see me only as a drunken, vice-ridden gnome whose friends are just pimps and girls from the brothels. But I know about art and love, if only because I long for it with every fiber of my being.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

The Duke: You expect me to believe that scantily clad, in the arms of another man, in the middle of the night, inside an elephant you were rehearsing?

— Moulin Rouge 2001 man

Satine: I dont need you anymore! All my life you made believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me! But Christian loves me. He loves me! He loves me, Harold. And that is worth everything! Were going away from you, away from the Duke, away from the Moulin Rouge!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Zidler: The show must go on, Satine. Were creatures of the underworld. We cant afford to love.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Cast of Spectacular, Spectacular: [singing] So exciting, well make them laugh, well make them cry. So delighting...The Duke: And in the end, should someone die?

— Moulin Rouge 2001 light

Zidler: She said you make her feel like a virgin.The Duke: Virgin?Zidler: You know, touched for the very first time.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 time

Nini Legs-In-The-Air: This endings silly. Why would the courtesan go for the penniless writer? Whoops. I mean sitar player.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 writer

[the bohemians are rehearsing a play that resembles a certain musical that begins with a nun singing atop a hill]Toulouse-Lautrec: [singing] The hills are made with the euphonious symphonies of descant...Doctor: I dont think a nun would say that about a hill.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 music

Satine: [sings] A kiss on the hand may be, quite continental, but diamonds are a girls best friend! A kiss may be grand but it, wont pay the rental on your humble flat, or help you feed your mmhm pussycat! Men grow cold as girls grow old, and we all loose our charms in the end... But square-cut or pear-shaped, these rocks dont loose their shape; Diamonds are a girls best friend!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 men

Christian: Wait. No, please wait. Before, when we were... when you thought I was the Duke, you said that you loved me, a- and I wondered if...Satine: It was just an act?Christian: Yes.Satine: Of course.Christian: Oh. It just felt real.Satine: Christian, Im a courtesan. Im paid to make men believe what they want to believe.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Argentinean: The boy has talent.[Grabs Christians crotch]Argentinean: [Christian gasps]Argentinean: Nothing funny, I just like talent.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 funny

Cast of Spectacular, Spectacular: [singing] Spectacular, Spectacular! No words in the vernacular can describe this great event, youll be dumb with wonderment!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 words

Christian: Ive come to pay my bill.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 christian

Satine: Harold, the cats out of the bag!

— Moulin Rouge 2001 cats

Satine: I cant believe it. Im in love. Im in love with a young, handsome, talented duke.Christian: Duke?Satine: Not that the titles important, of course.Christian: Im not a duke.Satine: Not a duke?Christian: Im a writer.Satine: A writer?

— Moulin Rouge 2001 love

Satine: Whats his type? Wilting flower? Bright and bubbly? Or smoldering temptress?Zidler: Id say... smoldering temptress.

— Moulin Rouge 2001 right

Toulouse-Lautrec: Hes got a huge... talent .

— Moulin Rouge 2001 talent

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