La Bohème (1988) - full transcript

My 'Red Sea' chills and

benumbs me...

...as if I've been drenched by its

freezing water

To get even, I'm going to drench a

Pharaoh!

And you?

I watch the smoke rising to the grey

sky from the rooftops of Paris...

...and I think of our good-for-nothing

swindler of a stove...

...sitting idly by,

like some grand lord

It's been a long time since he was

last given decent wages

What good are forests buried

in the snow?

Listen, Rodolfo, I've just had a

profound thought:

I'm frozen stiff!

Well, Marcello, I won't pretend that

I'm enjoying a sweaty brow

My fingers are frozen...

...as if I'd kept them immersed in

that ice-box of Mesestta's heart

Love is a fireplace that consumes

too much...

...and too quickly!

-Man is the fuel...

-And woman the grate...

-The one is reduced to ashes...

-...as the other one looks on

Meantime, it's freezing...

...and we're dying of hunger

- We must have a fire!

- Wait...

Let's sacrifice the chair!

Eureka!

-You found a solution?

-Yes

Yes, we've brains enough to burn -

ideas make good fire

-You mean, burn my Red Sea?

-No, painted canvas makes a stench

Let's burn my play - its dramatic

fervour will warm our bodies

What, by reading it?

You freeze me

As the paper burns, the poetic fire

will soar back to the skies

What a loss to the century!

Rome is in peril

Such great soul!

- Act One!

- Here!

Tear it

Burn it

What blissful blaze!

The Apocalypse is at hand!

You can't pawn anything

on Christmas Eve!

A fire!

-Hush! We're feeding my play...

-...to the flames

- Quite dazzling

- So vivid!

-But short-lived!

-Brevity is golden

Author, the chair, please!

One freezes to death in the interval -

hurry!

Act Two

Not a sound

-What a profound thought!

-And the perfect colour

In that waning blue, an ardent

love-scene flickers

There goes a page

And there go the kisses

Now three acts all together

-ldeas born of a brave spirit

-Beauty vanishes in happy flames

-Heavens, the flames are dying!

-What a vacuous, flimsy drama!

It crackles, withers, dies!

Down with the author!

-Cigars!

-Bordeaux!

-Firewood!

-Bordeaux!

Fortune rains down a great feast

upon us

-The Bank of France opens its vaults

-Pick them up

-Pieces of metal?

-Are you mad? Who is this man?

-Louis Philippe! I bow to my king!

-The king is at our feet!

Listen, this gold, or rather silver -

it's quite a story

-Stoke up the stove!

-How I've suffered from the cold!

Some Englishman - a Lord or Milord,

or whatever - wanted a musician

-Come! Let's set the table!

-Where's the feast?

So I offer my services and

he engages me...

-Cold roast beef!

-Pastry!

I ask: when do we begin

the lessons?

Will you listen! He takes me on

and I ask him:

'When do we begin the lessons?'

He replies: 'Right now!'

He points to a parrot...

...and says: 'l want you to play till

this bird is dead!'

-What glow! - What pastry!

-I play in vain for three long days...

-Finally, I turn my charm on the maid

-What, no tablecloth?

-I have an idea

-The newspaper!

-One should not read at table!

-The maid offers it some parsley...

Finally, the bird spreads his wings...

Lorito opens his beak -

In she puts a little sprig

of parsley...

...and he dies like Socrates!

Who?

To hell with the lot of you!

What are you doing?

Stop it!

These provisions are our

insurance...

...against the future, against those

dark, uncertain days

How can you think of dining

at home on Christmas Eve...

...when the streets of the Latin

Quarter are waiting out there...

...festooned with sausages and all

those other treats?

When the air is sweet with

the fragrance of fritters?

And young girls sing happily...

It's Christmas Eve!

Each girl with her student

sweetheart

Show some piety, my masters!

We'll drink at home but

we must dine out!

May l?

Who is it?

Benoit

-The landlord!

-Lock the door

There's no one home!

The door is locked

Just a word

Just one!

The rent!

Bring a chair!

- lmmediately!

- Please, don't bother...

-Sit down

-Some wine?

-Drink

-A toast!

-Here's the bill for 3 months' rent

-How nice

So you see...

Another drop?

-Thank you

-A toast!

To your health!

I came to remind you that you

promised last quarter to...

When I make a promise, I keep it!

-What are you doing?

-Are you insane?

See that?

Now please, you mustn't leave us

so soon

Tell me, how old are you?

-My dear M Benoit?

-How old am l? Come now...

-About our age, I'd say

-Oh more, much more

He said he's about our age

You were seen the other evening

with your little lady-love

That's right, you were seen

at the Mabille - do you deny it?

It was a chance meeting

-A lovely girl

-Very!

You rogue!

You seducer!

-What a man! An oak, a cannon!

-And such good taste, too

-Lovely tawny curls she had

-You rascal!

And he was leaping about,

nimble and fancy-free

I'm old, but I'm fit

-So proud and nimble...

-And he won her maidenly virtue

I was shy in my youth...

now I'm making up for it

Such a delightful pastime...

...young girls

And a little...

I don't mean a mountain of blubber

or a great big globe...

...with a face like a full moon

But not too skinny either -

certainly not!

A skinny woman can be such a

nuisance... and even worse

She can make your life a misery

Take, for example - my wife

His wife? A married man nurturing

such wicked desires!

-He infects our virtuous dwelling!

-Out! We must purify the air!

Throw the adulterer out!

Your morals offend us...

-But...

-Silence!

Leave this place!

And good-night to you, Sir!

I've paid the rent

On to the Latin Quarter!

-We're expected at Momus' !

-Long live the spender!

Let's divide the loot

Share it out!

Such beauties descended

from Heaven

Your're rich now, try to look it!

What you need is some grooming!

I'd be happy to present my head

to a barber

Lead me on to the razor!

Let's go!

I must stay a bit longer to finish

my article for 'The Beaver'

Well, hurry up!

Just five minutes - I'm an

old hand at it

-We'll wait down by the porter's

-lf you're late, we'll come for you!

Five minutes...

And make sure you cut short

the ' Beaver's' tale!

'-Mind the stairs!'

'-Hold on to the handrail!'

'-It's so dark!'

'-Damn the porter!'

' Blast it!'

Colline, are you dead?

'-No, not yet'

'-Hurry up!'

I'm not in the mood

Who's there?

'-Excuse me'

-A woman!

'I'm sorry, but my candle'

'has gone out'

-Would you...?

-Won't you sit down?

-Thank you, but no...

-Do come in

Aren't you well?

It's nothing

You look so pale!

I'm out of breath...

It's those stairs...

What do I do now?

She looks so ill

-Do you feel better?

-Yes

It's so cold in here

Come closer to the fire...

Wait...

Have some wine...

Thank you

-Here...

-Just a little, please

Enough?

'What a lovely girl'

May I light my candle?

I'm much better now

-Must you go already?

-Yes

Thank you... Good evening

How silly of me!

The key to my room...

where have I put it?

Don't stand in the doorway

The candle is flickering

in the draft

Oh dear! Would you light it again?

Now mine has gone out, too

-But where is my key?

-Damn this darkness!

-How silly of me!

-Where can it be?

I'm such a tiresome neighbour...

Not at all

Yes, I am a nuisance

Don't say that, please

-Will you keep looking?

-I am...

Where can it be?

Have you found it?

I thought you...

No, honestly

-Are you looking?

-I am...

Your little hand is frozen...

let me warm it

It's no use searching, we won't find

it in the dark

But fortunately, we have the

moonlight tonight

And the moon is so close to us

Just a moment, Mademoiselle -

allow me a few more words...

I'd like to tell you who I am,

what I do and how I live

May l?

Who am l...

Who am l? I'm a poet

What do I do? I write

And how do I live? I live

I live in poverty

Yet like a lord, I luxuriate in

rhymes and hymns to love

When it comes to dreams, fantasies

and castles in the air...

...l can match any millionaire

But my treasure chest has just

been robbed...

Two thieves - a pair of lovely eyes -

have stolen all my jewels

They stole in with you,

a moment ago...

...and stole my precious dreams

I've been robbed of my lovely

dreams

But their loss means nothing to me

For they've been replaced

by the sweetest hope

Now that you know me...

Won't you speak?

Will you tell me who you are?

Won't you tell me, please?

Well, they call me Mimi...

Though my name is Lucia

There's not much to tell

I embroider linen and silk,

at home and out...

I'm peaceful and content

I find pleasure in embroidering

lilies and roses

I like the sort of things...

...which hold a special charm

for me

Things that speak of love and spring

Things that speak of dreams

and fantasies

Things that can be called poetry

Do you understand?

They call me Mimi

I don't know why

I cook and eat my meals alone

I don't often go to church

But I pray a great deal

I live alone, all on my own...

...in a little room that looks out

over the rooftops and the sky

But when the snow thaws...

...The first rays of sun belong to me

The first kiss of April is mine

The first ray of sunshine is mine

I keep a rose in a vase...

...and I inhale its fragrance

The perfume of a flower

is so delicate

But, alas, the ones I embroider

have no perfume

There is nothing more to tell

I am your neighbour

and I'm intruding on you

'Rodolfo! Are you deaf?'

'-You crawling snail!'

'-You verse-monger!'

A few lines and I'm done

-Who are they?

-Friends

'-We'll get you for this!'

'-What are you up to all alone?'

I'm not alone, there are two of us

Go and save a table at Momus'.

We'll be with you shortly

'Momus, quietly and discreetly,'

'here we come!'

'The poet has found his muse'

- You lovely girl...

- 'The poet has found his poetry'

Sweet vision, shimmering

in the moonlight

In you I behold the dream

I have always dreamed

Love alone commands me!

-Such ecstasy stirs within me...

-Love, you alone command me!

How sweetly his words

fall upon my heart

-Love awakens in a kiss

-Love alone commands me!

Please, you mustn't...

You're mine

Your friends are waiting

Are you dismissing me already?

I'd like to say -

but I dare not...

Say it

What if I came with you?

What, Mimi?

It would be so lovely to stay here

It's cold outside

I'll be near you

-And later on?

-Don't be curious!

Give me your arm, my little one

I obey you, my Lord

Say you love me

I love you!

The D is flat! How much

for the pipe and horn?

-Come on

-To buy the bonnet?

-Hold on to my arm

-I'll cling to you... let's go

'I'd like to sell something, too'

Young ladies, who would like

to buy a bit of love?

I'll strike a bargain with you:

I'll sell my pure heart for a penny!

The crowd shoves and pushes, never

tired of chasing every cheap whim

A rare copy, quite unique -

a Runic grammar!

-Where's Rodolfo?

-At the milliner's

-Come on, my friends are waiting

-Does this pink bonnet suit me?

It goes well with your dark curls

What a pretty coral necklace

My uncle is a millionaire

With God's good will,

I'll buy you a prettier one

-Let's follow the others

-Take care, girls!

-What a din! What a crowd!

-Let's go down Rue Mazarin

I'm suffocating here! Come on,

let's go to Momus'

Look, the cafe is right here!

Let's go to Momus'

Who are you looking at?

-Are you jealous?

-A happy man is always jealous

When I'm full, I need lots of room

-Are you happy?

-Yes, very

-And you?

-Very happy

Two places!

At last!

This is Mimi, who embroiders

flowers

Her presence completes this

charming company...

...because I am the poet...

...and she is the poetry

My brain makes verses flourish

Her fingers make flowers blossom

And our two ecstatic hearts together

make love bloom!

Good Lord, what an original

concept!

Worthy of our company

An essential ingredient

All I have to add is " I second that"

Here comes Parpignol with his toys!

One sausage here!

Parpignol! Here is Parpignol!

With his cart all lights and flowers

-I want the horn!

-I want the pony!

-The drum, the tambourine!

-The cannon, the whip!

-Roast venison

-A turkey for me

-Some table wine!

-A shelled lobster!

You scamps, you little devils!

What are you doing here?

-Get home to bed, you rascals!

-Just you wait and see!

The trumpet, the toy horse!

-What would you like, Mimi?

-Some ice-cream

Splendid - now there's a lady

for you!

I say, Miss Mimi, what rare gift

has your Rodolfo given you?

A pink embroidered bonnet that

goes well with my dark hair

I've wanted such a bonnet

for so long

And he has read what I've kept

secret in my heart

He who can read the heart

surely understands love

-He must be a sage

-And a true scholar

He already has his diplomas, and

his rhymes are not crude weapons

In fact, whatever he expresses

has the ring of truth

Oh those beautiful days

of illusions and utopia!

When you're full of faith and hope,

how lovely it all seems

The most divine poetry...

...is that which teaches us to love

Love is sweeter than honey

Each to his taste -

it's either honey or gall

-Goodness, have I offended him?

-He is grieving, Mimi

Come, a toast!

Bring more wine!

Down with our troubles,

up with our glasses! Let's drink

And bring me some poison!

-There she is!

-Musetta!

-Look, it's Musetta!

-What style!

She treats me like a slave!

-Eat here? Outdoors?

-Sit down, Lulu

Don't call me that! Save it for those

who deserve it

Don't be a Bluebeard!

-How's that for dignity?

-With that chaste Susanna!

She's very well dressed

-Angels need no clothes

-Do you know her? Who is she?

Ask me. Her name is Musetta

'-Marcello has seen me...'

-Her middle name is Temptation!

- Being fickle is her vocation

- 'He ignores me!'

-Skipping from lover to lover...

' -They all make me sick!'

A screeching owl!

If only I could scratch

A bird of prey, living off

men's hearts

And here I'm stuck with

that old pelican

She eats hearts...

That's why I have none

Waiter! This plate smells

of stale oil

Please, Musetta, not so loud...

He won't look at me!

-I could hit him!

-To whom are you speaking?

-Who are you talking to?

-To the waiter! Leave me be

-I'll do as I please

-Not so loud!

-I'll say what I like

-Softly, softly

-Look who's here! It's Musetta!

-With that old babbler

-He can't be jealous of this mummy!

-Propriety... manners... upbringing

We'll see if I've lost the power

to bring him round

What a splendid farce

-You won't look at me?

-I can't, I'm ordering our meal

Quite splendid!

Just bear in mind one thing...

Once slighted, I never forgive!

She speaks to one and is answered

by another

I love you so much, I'm all yours...

why talk of forgiveness

While the other, cruel and vain...

...pretends not to understand

but keeps promising honey!

Yet your heart is hammering!

Speak softly

As I wander alone in the streets...

...people stop to stare and drink in

my beauty from head to toe

Tie me to my chair!

What will people say?

'As I see the flames of mute desire...

'...in their eager, entreating eyes...

'...l am transported by a swelling tid

'of my own yearning'

This silly song turns my stomach

- 'You know, you remember, you suffer'

- The poor girl is quite in love

'You cannot avoid me! I feel the'

'anguish you never show...'

'l know you well,'

'you feel dead inside!'

What will people say?

Marcello loved her once, but the

vixen left him for the easy life

Lovers adore their chains,

both the binder and the bound

Colline will never fall

into such a trap

She's very pretty, I grant you...

The braggard is about to give in

-Softly, please, softly...

-I'll do as I please! Leave me be!

-The poor girl moves me to pity

-Sullied love should be avenged!

Leave me be!

'l must get rid of the old boy!'

What is it?

Such pain, it's burning!

Where?

My foot!

'My youth is not dead yet'

There's a shoe shop over there,

hurry!

'My memory of you is not yet dead!'

Go and buy me another pair!

'lf you were to knock at my door'

'l would run to open it'

You siren!

We've reached the last act!

The bill!

So soon?

Who asked for it?

Let's see

-It's a lot

-Out with the money

The rear guard!

Where's my fortune gone?

The rear guard is coming!

Let me have the bill

Quickly, add this to the other bill

The gentleman I was with will

take care of it

The gentleman will pay

Put it at his table and give him

my respects!

Let's get lost before the old boy

catches us with his prey

You there... open up!

We're the street sweepers...

It's snowing

Hurry up! We're freezing

Coming!

'Who found pleasure in his glass'

'and love in a pair of lips?'

'There's pleasure in a glass'

' But young lips are made for love'

The milk-maids are here

Butter and cheese!

Poultry and eggs!

Which way are you going?

To Saint Michel

Shall we meet later?

At noon!

Can you tell me...

which way is the inn?

There's a painter here,

painting some inn

Good woman, would you go and fetch

the painter, Marcello

I have to talk to him urgently

Tell him Mimi is waiting for him

out here

What's in that basket?

-It's empty

-Pass!

I hoped I'd find you

We've been living here a month

at the innkeeper's expense

Musetta gives the guests

singing lessons

And I paint the soldiers

and decorate the inn's walls

It's cold

Come on in

-Is Rodolfo in?

-Yes

Then I can't go in - I can't

Why not?

Dear Marcello, help me

What's happened?

Rodolfo loves me

He loves me yet he shuns me...

He is eaten up with jealousy

A gesture, a word, a friendly kiss,

a flower...

Anything will make him suspicious

He quarrels with me,

he gets into rages

At night, I often pretend to sleep...

...and I can feel him trying to pry

even into my dreams

He keeps yelling:

You're not for me!

Get yourself another lover! You're not for me!

It's his anger speaking, I know...

But what can I say to him, Marcello?

A love like yours makes it hard

to live together

You're right, that is true...

We must separate

Will you help us?

We've tried to help ourselves,

but we cannot do it

I don't worry about Musetta,

nor does she about me

- We love in fun and laughter

- It's true

Yes, we must separate

Songs and laughter - these are

the blooms of constant passion

Do what you can for us

Very well

-I'll wake him up

-ls he asleep?

He came in about an hour before

dawn and fell asleep on a bench

Look

That cough...

It's been wearing me out

since yesterday

He fled from me last night,

saying:

It's over!

At daybreak I hurried over here

to find you

He's awake, he's getting up...

He's looking for me...

-He's coming

-He mustn't see me

Go on in, Mimi, for pity's sake

Don't make a scene!

That's it, Marcello!

No one can overhear us now

I want to part with Mimi

Are you so volatile then?

Once before, I thought that

my heart had died

But in her blue eyes it found

so much to live for

But it's all so tedious now

You wish to mourn another?

Once and for all

Change your rhymes

This gloomy love of yours...

...can lead only to tears

Without fun and laughter

love grows weak and fragile

-You're jealous

-A little

You are an angry, prejudiced,

tiresome and stubborn lunatic

Now he'll make him angry!

Poor me!

Mimi is a flirt

She toys with them all

Some Viscount dandy makes

eyes at her...

...and she lifts her skirt and shows

her ankles, full of promise

Need I say it?

You don't sound sincere

You're right, I'm not

In vain I try to hide my true misery

I love Mimi above all else

I love her but I'm so afraid

Mimi is so ill!

She declines every day

The poor girl is condemned

What does he mean?

A terrible cough shakes

her fragile chest...

...and her cheeks are already

drained and ashen

Alas, I am dying...

My room is a squalid hovel

The stove is dead

Only the north winds come in

to play there

She sings and smiles

and I'm consumed by remorse

I am the culprit leading her

to her death!

What can we do?

Oh, my life is over!

-Mimi is a hot-house bloom

-How pitiful!

-Poverty has robbed her strength

-Poor creature

My love alone cannot bring her

back to life

What? Mimi, you're here?

'-So she was listening...'

-You overheard me?

I worry so easily and

panic over nothing

-Come in to the warmth

-No, it's stifling in there

That's Musetta's flirtatious laughter!

You flirt! I'll teach you

Farewell!

You're leaving?

I came in with joy

when your love called me

Now Mimi must go back

to her lonely nest

Back to her embroidery

and her flowers

Goodbye...

And no regrets!

Listen to me!

Gather up the few things

I've left behind

There are things I locked away

in my little chest

My gold bracelet, the ribbons

and my prayer book

Wrap them up in an apron

And I'll send someone to get them

Under my pillow you'll find

my pink-coloured bonnet

Keep it, if you like,

as a memento of our love

Farewell...

Goodbye, with no regrets!

Then it really is all over?

You're leaving, my little darling?

Farewell, my dream of love

Farewell, sweet morning

awakenings!

-Goodbye, life of dreams!

-Goodbye, quarrels and jealousy

Those quarrels that your smile

soon soothed away

-Goodbye, suspicions...

-...and kisses...

...and poignant bitterness...

The bitterness which l, the poet,

rhymed with "tenderness"

-ln winter one can die of loneliness

-Loneliness is too unbearable

Whilst as spring awakens,

we have the sun!

-What were you doing with that man?

-What do you mean?

'No one is ever alone in April'

When I came in you changed colour

He asked if I like to dance...

I said I could dance all night

'The whispers of lilies and roses'

'The sweet chattering of birds'

-Deceitful excuses!

-I must have my freedom!

You won't find horns under my hat!

'When spring blooms'

'we have the sun!'

I hate lovers who behave

like husbands!

'The fountains murmur and evening'

'breezes bring balm to human anguish'

'Shall we wait for another spring?'

-Sir, I'm delighted to say goodbye

-Your servant, and I'm off

-House painter!

-Viper!

-Toad!

-Witch!

'Forever yours, for life'

'We must part...'

' But let us part when the flowers'

'are in season'

'lf only the winter could last forever

In a coupe?

With livery and pair;

she smiled at me

Well, Musetta, I said,

and how is the heart?

Either it stopped beating or I can't hear it...

...covered by velvet as it is!

How very interesting

Go on, you fraud!

You suffer, yet you laugh

Her heart stopped beating?

Good!

- l, too, met... - Musetta

- No, Mimi...

You saw her... did you now?

She went past in a carriage,

dressed like a queen

Good, I'm happy to hear it

The liar, he's in agony

-Back to work!

-To work!

Useless pen!

Useless brush!

Mimi, gone never to return,

those lovely days...

Those tiny hands,

that fragrant hair...

My brush seems to be

at her command...

That snow-white skin...

-Mimi, my brief youth

-lt paints against my will!

If I want to paint skies or land

or winter or spring...

...it still traces two dark eyes...

...and red, smiling lips

It's the face of Musetta

over and over again

-And you, gay bonnet...

-And there is Musetta's face...

-...which she left under her pillow

-...all charm and deceit

-You, witness to our short-lived joy..

-Yet Musetta blooms and flourishes...

-Come to my dead heart...

-And my humble heart calls to her...

-Come to me, for love is dead...

-My heart calls to her and waits...

What time is it?

Time for yesterday's dinner

And Schaunard isn't back?

-Here we are

-Well?

A dish worthy of Demosthenes:

-A herring! - Salted

-Dinner is served!

This is a veritable horn of plenty

Put the champagne on ice

Choose, Baron, trout or salmon?

Perhaps a parrot's tongue, Duke?

Thank you, no, it's too filling...

I'm going to a ball tonight

Finished already?

I'm late - the King expects me

Not another conspiracy!

The King has summoned me

to the Ministry

Good!

However... I shall see...

Guizot

Hand me the goblet

You drink - I'll eat

I beg permission of this

noble assembly...

-Enough! - What a concoction!

-Away with the heel!

I feel irresistibly inspired

by a romanza

-A choreographic piece then?

-Yes!

A dance to a vocal accompaniment

Clear the floor

A gavotte

A minuet

A pavane

A fandango

I propose a quadrille

Choose your partners

I'll do the calling

A charming maiden...

A little respect for my modesty,

pray...

' Balancez'

-The 'Rondo' first!

-No, you fool!

The manners of a lackey!

I believe I've been insulted!

-Draw you blade!

-Ready! Try me!

I'm thirsty for your blood

One of us will end up minced

Fetch a hearse

Fetch a cemetery

And as the duel rages,

Rigaudon whirls and dances

I've brought Mimi! She's ill

-Where is she?

-She's too weak to climb the stairs

Bring the bed forward

Some water...

Hush now...

You must rest

My Rodolfo!

Do you want me here with you?

My Mimi...

Always, forever!

I heard that Mimi had left

the Viscount...

She was fading fast

But where could she be?

I searched and searched...

And just now I saw her

on the street...

She was hardly able to walk

'l cannot last', she said.

'I'm dying, I know it...

'l want to die with him!

He may be waiting for me'

I feel better already

'Come with me, Musetta', she said

I want to look around...

How good it is to be here

I feel revived...

-I can feel life returning

-Blessed lips...

-You will never leave me again...

-To hear your voice again...

We've nothing in the house!

Ah, poverty!

She won't last the hour

I'm so cold, so cold...

If only I had a muff!

Will these hands never feel

warm again?

Here, warm them in mine

Hush now!

Talking tires you

It's just a slight cough!

I'm used to it

Good day, Marcello...

Schaunard, Colline, good day...

Here you all are...

-You're smiling at Mimi again

-Don't speak

I'll speak softly, don't worry

Marcello, listen to me -

Musetta is so good and kind

I know

Here, take these...

Sell them and bring back a cordial...

And fetch a doctor

-Rest now

-You won't leave me?

This may be the last time

she'll ever express a wish...

The poor thing!

I'll buy her a muff...

I'll come with you

You're a kind soul, Musetta

Well, my old trusty cloak...

I stay, but you must climb up

the sacred mount as my pledge

Let me express my gratitude now

Never have you bent your ancient

back to the rich and powerful...

But many are the philosophers

and poets...

...who have passed through the

tranquil chambers of your pockets

Now those pleasant days are over

So I say farewell, my faithful friend

Schaunard, we can both do an act

of kindness, each in his own manner

I - with this coat

And you...

...by leaving them to themselves

Philosopher, you talk sense

It's true, I'll go

Have they all gone?

I pretended to be asleep...

Because I wanted to be alone

with you...

There are so many things to say...

Or perhaps only one thing -

as vast as the sea...

...as the deep, limitless sea

You are my love and my life!

Mimi, my lovely Mlmi...

Am I still lovely then?

As lovely as the dawn

You've used the wrong expression...

You meant to say as lovely

as the sunset

They call me Mimi...

I don't know why...

The swallow has returned

to the nest

My bonnet!

Remember the very first time

I came here?

As if I could ever forget...

My candle had gone out

You were so perturbed...

then you lost your key

And you were groping in the dark

to find it

I searched and searched...

My cunning boy...

I can tell you now

I know you found it almost at once

I was only assisting destiny

It was dark and you couldn't see

my blushes

Your tiny hand is frozen!

Please, let me warm it

It was dark and you took my hand

What is it?

It's nothing, I'm fine

Hush now, for pity's sake

Yes, forgive me...

I'll be good

-ls she asleep?

-Only resting

I saw the doctor!

He'll be here soon

Here is the cordial

Who is that?

It's me, Musetta

How lovely and soft it is...

No more frozen hands, now...

How warm...

It feels so good...

-Did you get it for me?

-Yes!

You... how extravagant...

Thank you!

It must have cost a lot...

Are you crying?

But I feel fine...

Why are you crying then?

My love...

...is always with you!

My hands...

...so nice and warm...

...to sleep

-What did the doctor say?

-He's coming

Blessed Madonna...

Grant your grace to this poor girl

and do not let her die

We need some sort of shield...

the flame is flickering

Please, make her well again...

Holy Madonna, I am unworthy

of forgiveness

But Mimi is an angel from Heaven

-I still hope. Does she seem worse?

-I don't think so

Marcello, she is dead!

Musetta, take this

How is she?

As you see, she is peaceful

Why is everyone runing around?

Why do you look at me like this?

You must be brave!