

(images from this terrific site. The guys running that site also "curate" four sites devoted to Bresson, Ozu, Tarkovsky and Dreyer. On the Bresson site is this page full of posters. Go forth and drool.)


You know what you did to make me love youThe rest of the song, sadly, does not mention any miracle cures for other blocked orifices.
You really opened up my nose.
You got what you wanted, now you left me.
That's the way the story goes.
Mme. Colet: Monsieur LaValle, I have a confession to make to you. You like me. In fact, you're crazy about me. Otherwise, you wouldn't think about my reputation. Isn't that so? But incidently, I don't like you. I don't like you at all! And I wouldn't hesitate one instant to ruin your reputation - (She snaps her fingers) - like that! (As they talk about their reputations, their mouths are only inches apart)(From filmsite.org)
Gaston/LaValle: You wouldn't?
Mme. Colet: No, I wouldn't!
Gaston/LaValle: (snapping his fingers) Like that?
Mme. Colet: (snapping her fingers again) Like that!
Gaston/LaValle: I know all your tricks.
Mme. Colet: And you're going to fall for them.
Gaston/LaValle: So you think you can get me?
Mme. Colet: Any minute I want.
Gaston/LaValle: You're conceited.
Mme. Colet: But attractive.
Gaston/LaValle: Now let me tell you...
Mme. Colet: Shut up - kiss me! (They kiss) Wasting all this marvelous time with arguments...(They kiss again)