And the most beautiful of all these was the woman I loved, Satine, a courtesan. She sold her love to men. They called her the "Sparkling Diamond", and she was the star... of the Moulin Rouge. The woman I loved is... dead. I first came to Paris one year ago....
Christian: You'll come? Tonight?
Satine: Yes.
Christian: What time?
Satine: Eight o' clock.
Christian: Promise?
Satine: Yes...go!
Zidler: He's a powerful man. You know he can do it. What are you doing?
Satine: I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!!! All my life you made me believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me! But Christian loves me. He loves me, Harold. He loves me. And that is worth everything. We're going away from you, away from the Duke, away from the Moulin Rouge! Goodbye, Harold.
(she starts to leave)
Christian: What's wrong?
Satine: I'm staying with the duke. After I left you the Duke came to see me and he offered me everything, everything that I've ever dreamed of. He has one condition - that I must never see you again. I'm sorry.
Christian: What are you talking about?
Satine: You knew who I was.
Christian: What are you saying, what about last night? What we said...
Satine: I didn't expect you to understand. The difference between you and I is that you can leave anytime you choose. But this is my home. The Moulin Rouge is my home.
Christian: No. There must be something else- this can't be real! There's something the matter, tell me what it is... Tell me what's wrong! Tell me the truth! Tell me the truth!
Satine: The truth? The truth is I am the Hindi courtesan. And I choose... the Maharaja. That's how the story really ends.
Zidler (voiceover): The jealousy has driven him mad!
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