My dear
Duke.
I hope
I have
not kept
you waiting.

-Harold: El Moulin Rouge...

-Cristian: Regentado por Harold Zidler. Un reino de placeres nocturnos, en el que poderosos jugueteaban con las jóvenes y bellas criaturas de los bajos fondos... La más hermosa de todas ellas, era la mujer que yo amaba, Satine, una cortesana que vendía su amor a los hombres . La llamabán el diamante reluciente... Ella era la estrella del Moulin Rouge. La mujer, que yo amaba... está muerta...

-you'll fight for me?

Satine: A little supper? Maybe some champagne?
Christian: I'd rather, um, just get it over and done with.
Satine: Hmph. Oh. Very well. Then why don't you come down here and let's get it over and done with.
Christian: I prefer to do it standing.
Satine: Oh... [starts to stand]
Christian: You don't have to stand, I mean. It's sometimes that... It's quite long and I'd like you to be comfortable. It's quite modern what I do and it may feel a little strange at first, but I think, if you're open, then you might enjoy it.

Satine: I'm sure I will...