:02:02
" Like a virgin "
:02:07
" La la la
La-la la-la "
:02:10
" La la la
La-la la-la-la "
:02:19
Harold Zidler's brilliant
lies had once again averted disaster.
:02:24
But no lie,
however brilliant,
:02:28
could save Satine.
:02:34
Monsieur Zidler,
Mademoiselle Satine is dying.
:02:39
She has consumption.
:02:43
My little sparrow is dying?
:02:51
She mustn't know, Marie.
:02:53
The show must go on.
:02:58
All night
the penniless sitar player had waited,
:03:02
and now,
for the first time,
:03:05
he felt the cold stab
of jealousy.
:03:13
Where were you last night?
:03:18
I told you.
I was sick.
:03:26
You don't have to
lie to me.
:03:32
We have to end it.
:03:36
Everyone knows.
:03:39
Harold knows.
:03:42
Sooner or later
the Duke will find out too.
:03:52
On opening night,
I have to sleep with the Duke.
:03:59
And the jealousy
will drive you mad.