:52:01
I can find words for an attack.
:52:04
It's simple, military wit.
:52:06
But...with women I become tongue-tied.
:52:12
Their eyes look kindly on me.
:52:15
But your words destroy you.
:52:20
I can't talk.
:52:21
I can.
:52:22
But it's the looks I lack, see?
:52:26
Oh, to speak with elegance.
:52:29
Oh, to be a handsome musketeer.
:52:31
Roxane is precieuse, demanding
charming. I need wit...and eloquence.
:52:38
I'll lend you it!
:52:41
And I'll borrow your good looks.
:52:44
We'll be a hero for storybooks.
:52:45
What?
:52:46
Can you learn by heart what I teach?
:52:50
You mean...
:52:51
You fear chilling her heart...
:52:55
Will you or won't you?
:52:57
Your look scares me.
:52:58
Will you?
:52:59
What's in it for you?
:53:03
It...
:53:05
It...would amuse me!
:53:14
A tempting challenge for a poet.
:53:17
Together as one, we can do it.
:53:20
I'll be at your side you my beauty,
me your guide.
:53:23
That letter she wants! I can't...
:53:26
Here it is! It just needs signing.
:53:30
Don't worry. You can send it.
:53:32
In a poet's pocket, you often find
the product of an active mind.
:53:38
Take it, you'll see. Take it.
It's very eloquent.
:53:45
Will it suit her?
:53:46
Like a pair of gloves.
:53:48
Her love is such that
she'll believe this is for her.
:53:54
Dear friend!