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What delayed you?

We were gambling at Flora's.

Flora and friends, the night is still young.

Drinking will add to the festivities.

Will you take part?

Yes, revelry is the best medicine for my ills.

It is merriment that gives life meaning.

I present Alfredo Germont, a man who greatly admires you.

Friends like him are rare.

Thank you for the gift, Viscount.

Marquis!

You see, here friendship mixes with pleasure.

My dear friends, gather around.

The heart is lightest at the banquet table.

Yes, wine banishes our secret cares.

The heart is lightest at the banquet table.

Alfredo is always thinking of you.

When you were ill, he came every day to ask about your health.

Don't joke. I mean nothing to him.

Is this really true? But why?

Yes, it's true.

I thank you, then.

You, Baron, did not do as much.

I've only known you for a year.

And he for just a few minutes!

Better to have kept silent.

I don't like this young man.

I find him quite pleasant.

Have you nothing to say?

He'll take his cue from our hostess.

I shall be Hebe, the cup-bearer.

And immortal like her, I hope.

Baron, do you propose a toast?

How about you?

I'm not inspired.

But you are the master!

Would it please you?

Yes? Then I am ready.

Everyone give ear to the poet!

Let's drink from the cup that sparkles with beauty...

...and dedicate the fleeting hour to the spirit of pleasure.

Let's drink to the sweet pangs of love...

...inspired by those lovely eyes which pierce my heart.

Let's drink, for wine will make love's kisses warmer.

Among my friends will I pass my joyful hours.

Nothing matters in life but happiness!

Seize the moment, for love's joys pass quickly.

Passion, like a flower, blossoms and withers in a day.

Let us answer revelry's seductive call!

Wine, song, and laughter make the night beautiful.

And in this paradise we will greet the dawn.

Life is endless delerium.

To one who has never been in love.

You speak to one who ignores it.

That is my destiny!

Wine, song, and laughter make the night beautiful.

And in this paradise we will greet the dawn.

Would you like to dance now?

How thoughtful! We accept your invitation.

Is something wrong?

Just a little shaky. Go ahead, I'll join you shortly.

I am so pale!

Are you feeling better?

Yes.

You should take better care of yourself.

If you were mine, I would watch over you vigilantly.

I can't imagine anyone taking care of me.

Because no one in the world loves you -

No one?

- As I love you!

How true! I'd forgotten this grand passion.

You laugh? Have you no heart?

A heart? Yes, perhaps. Why do you ask?

If you have a heart, you cannot joke this way.

Have you been in love with me for long?

Yes, for a year now.

One happy day you passed before me, like an angel.

Since then, I've lived only for this secret love.

For that love which is the pulse of the universe.

A love mysterious and noble...

The heart's suffering, the heart's delight.

If that is true, run from me, for I offer only friendship.

I cannot love, nor can I bear such a heroic love.

I'm speaking plainly: You should seek another.

It won't be difficult to forget me.

What's going on here?

Nothing serious.

Don't let me interrupt!

No more of love, agreed?

I obey your wish. I'll leave now.

First take this flower.

Why?

In order to return it.

When?

When it has withered.

- That would be tomorrow! - All right then, tomorrow.

I am so happy!

You still say you love me?

I love you so much!

I am so happy!

You still say you love me?

I love you so much!

- Go now. - I ask no more.

Good-bye.

The dawn is breaking and we must leave.

Thank you for a splendid evening.

The city is full of celebrations.

Off to sleep, to renew our energy for the next party!

How strange!

His words are engraved in my heart.

Would a serious love be my undoing?

How can my trembling heart decide?

No man has ever stirred my passions so.

Ah, to be loved and to be in love!

Can I scorn such a love...

...in favor of this mad, empty existence?

Perhaps it was he my soul envisioned...

...when, alone in turmoil...

...I often took refuge in imagining...

...A figure veiled in mystery.

He, who humbly and vigilantly...

Watched over me while I was ill...

Now inspires a different kind of fever...

...awakening me to love!

To that love which is the pulse of the universe.

A love mysterious and noble...

The heart's suffering, the heart's delight.

What madness!

This dream is hopeless!

Poor woman!

Alone, abandoned in this populous desert called Paris.

Where should I turn?

To pleasure! To perish in the whirlpool of earthly desires!

My spirit must be free to go from one adventure to another.

I must follow only the paths which lead to pleasure!

Whether dawn or dusk, at one party or another...

...my thoughts will be only of new and fresher delights!

Love is the pulse of the universe.

Mysterious and noble...

The heart's suffering, the heart's delight!

What folly!

Live for pleasure!

My spirit must be free to go from one adventure to another.

I must follow only the paths which lead to pleasures.

Whether dawn or dusk, at one party or another...

...my thoughts will be only of new and fresher delights!

I am unhappy whenever she is out of my sight.

Three months have passed since Violetta...

Gave up her life of luxury and elaborate parties...

Where her beauty earned her society's endless adoration.

And now she finds contentment in these quiet surroundings.

She has forgotten the past for my sake.

By her side, I feel reborn.

Possessed by the spirit of love, I, too, have forgotten the past.

Her serene, loving smile has tempered my youthful passion.

Ever since the day she told me: "I wish to live for you alone!"

I have left the world behind, and seem to live in heaven!

Ever since the day she told me: "I wish to live for you alone!"

I have left the world behind, and seem to live in heaven!

I seem to live in heaven!

- Annina, where were you? - Paris.

My mistress sent me there...

...to sell her horses, carriages, and the rest of her possessions.

The expenses here are great.

How much is needed?

A thousand louis.

I'll go to Paris myself, to settle this account!

Alfredo has left for Paris.

He said he will be back before nightfall.

That's odd.

A man is arriving shortly to discuss business. Admit him at once.

Flora has found my hideaway, and invites me to a ball this evening.

She will await me in vain.

There is a man to see you.

He must be the man I am expecting.

- Violetta Valery? - I am she.

I am Alfredo's father.

My son is headed for ruin because of you.

Sir, I am a lady, and in my own home.

Allow me to excuse myself, more for your sake than for mine.

Such bearing!

You have the wrong idea about us.

He intends to give you all his possessions.

He hasn't dared offer. Anyway, I would refuse!

And yet, such luxury...

You shall be the first to know of this.

Heavens! You are selling everything you own!

Are you haunted by your past?

The past no longer exists. I love Alfredo now.

And God, accepting my penitence, has erased the past!

Truly noble sentiments.

How sweet those words sound to me!

And I appeal to that noble spirit when I ask a sacrifice.

No, don't say it! You will surely ask for something terrible.

I feared this would happen.

I was too happy!

A father asks you to consider the welfare of his two children.

Two children?

God gave me a daughter, pure as an angel.

If Alfredo refuses to rejoin our family...

...the man my daughter loves and is about to marry...

...will break the bond which promises so much happiness.

Would you turn the roses of love to thorns of grief?

Your heart cannot refuse my plea!

I understand. I must stay away from Alfredo for a time.

It will be painful, yet -

That is not what I'm asking.

Heavens, what more do you want?

You wish me to renounce him forever?

It must be done!

No! Never!

You don't know how deeply I love.

I have no friends or family in the world.

Alfredo has sworn to be my whole life!

You don't realize that my life is threatened by a terrible disease.

With so little time left, to be separated from Alfredo?

The torture would be unbearable...

...I would rather die!

I would rather die!

I ask a great sacrifice, but please hear me out.

You are young, beautiful... In time -

No, don't say it!

I understand, but it is impossible.

I will love no one but Alfredo!

But men are often fickle.

O God!

One day, when time has dulled love's passion...

Boredom will set in... What then? Consider!

Even the most tender affection will not be enough...

...to sustain a union that has not been blessed by heaven!

It's true!

Give up, then, this alluring dream.

Be the angel who brings comfort to my family.

It is God who inspires a father to make this request.

For the wretched woman who has fallen...

...there is no hope of redemption.

Even if beneficent God pardons...

...implacable man will not!

...implacable man will not!

Be the angel who brings comfort to my family.

Tell the young girl - so beautiful, so pure -

That the victim of this tragedy...

Who has but one ray of light in her life...

...will sacrifice it for her sake, and then die!

Go ahead and weep, poor woman.

I see now what a supreme sacrifice I have asked of you.

In my heart I feel your suffering.

Be brave, and your noble heart will triumph.

Tell the young girl - so beautiful, so pure -

That the victim of this tragedy...

Who has but one ray of light in her life...

...will sacrifice it for her sake, and then die!

Go ahead and weep, poor woman.

Your noble heart will triumph.

I will make the sacrifice - and then die!

Say what I must do.

Tell him you do not love him.

He won't believe me.

Go away, then.

He would follow me.

Embrace me as a daughter...

...it will give me strength!

Soon you will have your son back, but his grief will be tremendous.

Stay here and comfort him.

I cannot tell you what I am planning.

Generous woman! What can I do for you?

I will die!

At least let him not curse my memory.

See that he is told of my terrible anguish!

No, generous woman, you must live and be happy.

Heaven will one day reward you for these tears.

May he know the sacrifice I made out of love for him.

And that to my last breath my every heartbeat was for him!

Your sacrifice will one day be rewarded.

Then you will be proud of having acted so nobly.

Someone is coming. You must leave.

My heart is full of gratitude!

Perhaps we shall never meet again.

May you be happy!

Farewell!

May he know the sacrifice...

I made out of love for him...

And that to my last breath -

Farewell!

May you be happy!

Farewell!

Give me strength, o heaven!

Deliver this note personally. Leave at once!

And now to write to him...

What shall I say? How will I find the courage?

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- To whom were you writing? - To you.

- Give me that note. - Not just now.

Forgive me, I'm distracted. My father has been here.

- Have you seen him? - No, but he left me a stern letter.

I expect him soon. He'll love you at first sight.

He must not find me here - let me go - you can calm him.

I'll throw myself at his feet! He'll no longer wish to part us!

We'll be happy, because you love me!

Alfredo, you love me! It's true, isn't it?

I love you so much.

Why are you weeping?

I just needed to cry. Now I'm calm again.

You see? I'm smiling.

I shall be there...

...among the flowers...

...close to you always!

Love me, Alfredo!

Love me as much as I love you!

Alfredo, I love you so much!

Good-bye!

She lives only for my love.

It's late. Perhaps my father will not return today.

The mistress has left for Paris. Annina set off earlier.

Perhaps she has gone to sell her possessions. But Annina will stop her.

Monsieur Germont?

From Violetta!

Why do I feel so anxious?

Perhaps she's asking me to join her in Paris.

I'm trembling... I must be brave!

"Alfredo, by the time this letter reaches you..."

My son, how much you're suffering!

Dry your tears, and make me proud of you again.

Have the sea and soil of Provence been erased from your heart?

What fate drove you from the radiance of your native sun?

In your grief, recall what joy you found there.

Think of what peace you could find there still!

God has guided me here!

You do not know how much your father has suffered.

With you gone, his house has been desolate.

But if at last I've found you, if hope is not dead...

If the voice of honor can still be heard...

...then God has answered my prayers!

But if at last I've found you...

...then God has answered my prayers!

Have you no response to a father's love?

She's gone to the party! I shall go there to avenge this offense!

What are you saying? Stop!

Tonight we shall have masked entertainers.

I've invited Violetta and Alfredo.

Haven't you heard? They've separated!

Violetta will be here with the Baron.

But I saw them only yesterday. They seemed happy.

We are gypsies, come from afar.

We can read the future in your palms.

Nothing is hidden from us.

We can forsee your fate.

Madame, you have many rivals.

Marquis, you are no model of fidelity.

You'll pay for this philandering!

It's patently untrue.

A fox may shed its skin, but not its nature.

Watch out, Marquis, or you'll be sorry!

Cover the past with a veil.

What's done is done. Look instead to the future.

We are brave matadors from Madrid.

We have come to Paris for carnival time.

From our story you will learn what lovers we are.

Yes, tell us your story!

Piquillino was a handsome Biscayan matador.

Strong and proud, a master in the bullring.

He fell madly in love with an Andalusian girl.

But the stubborn girl challenged him:

"I wish to see you kill five bulls in a single day...

"If you can, then my heart and hand are yours."

"Yes," he answered, and entered the arena.

Over five bulls did he stand victorious.

Bravo, Matador, you have proven yourself!

You have won your young lady!

Amidst cheers, the matador returned to his darling.

He received his desired reward in her loving arms!

With such feats, the matadors conquer the beauties!

But here, things are easier: We need only dance!

Let us rejoice before we tempt fortune...

By opening the ring to the brave gamblers.

Alfredo! Here?

Yes, my friends.

Where is Violetta?

I've no idea.

What splendid indifference!

Now to the gambling table.

I hoped you would come.

I couldn't refuse your kind invitation.

Germont is here. Do you see him?

Yes, I see him.

Not a word to that Alfredo. Not a word!

I was wrong to have come here. God have pity on me!

Come sit down and tell me everything.

You've won again.

Unlucky in love, lucky at cards.

I shall win tonight, and then return to the country to enjoy my winnings.

Alone?

No, with the one who has just left me.

Restrain yourself, or I'll leave.

You shall have the honor of playing against me.

I accept your challenge.

What will happen? I feel as though I'm dying. God have pity on me!

You've won!

Again I am the winner.

It looks like the Baron will be paying for Alfredo's holiday!

Dinner is served.

What will happen? I feel as though I'm dying. God have pity on me!

We must stop for now. We'll play again later.

You may choose the game.

I asked him to follow me here. Will he come?

He will come, if only out of anger!

What do you want?

You must leave this place! You are in danger.

I understand. You think I am so weak?

I only fear what the Baron might do.

We are mortal enemies.

If he falls by my hand, you lose both lover and protector.

Does that prospect terrify you?

But what if Douphol is the victor?

That is the outcome I fear, for the grief would kill me!

My death? What do you care?

Please go at once!

I will go, but swear that you will follow me.

No, never.

Go, poor man, and forget one who is dishonored.

A sacred vow compels me to leave you.

A vow made to whom?

To one who had the right to demand it.

Was it Douphol?

Then you love him?

Very well, then - I love him!

Everyone, come here!

Do you know this woman?

And do you know what she has done?

This woman was about to lose all she owns out of love for me.

And I almost accepted this, blindly and cowardly.

But it isn't too late to erase this stain on my honor.

I ask all of you to bear witness...

...that I have repaid my debt in full!

What infamy! You are breaking her heart!

To insult a woman is vile!

Go! You disgust us!

He deserves scorn and reproach...

...who, even in anger, offends a woman!

Where is my son? I cannot recognize him in you.

Where is my son? I cannot recognize him in you.

What have I done? I am horrified by my behavior.

I can never again hope for her forgiveness.

I wanted to run away from her, but anger brought me here.

Now that my fury is vented, I feel only remorse.

I alone know she loves him faithfully.

But I must remain silent.

Alfredo, you cannot comprehend...

...all the love that's in my heart.

You don't realize that I've proven my love... .

...at the price of your contempt!

But some day you will know...

...just how much I loved you.

And may God save you, then, from remorse.

Even in death, I will love you still!

I alone know that she loves him faithfully

Now that my fury is vented, I feel only remorse.

I feel only remorse.

But I must remain silent.

Annina!

- Were you sleeping? - Yes. Forgive me.

Give me a sip of water.

Is it morning yet?

Seven o'clock.

Let some light in.

- Doctor Grenvil is here. - A true friend!

I want to get up. Help me.

You are kind to think of me so early.

How do you feel?

My body is in pain, but my soul is at peace.

A priest came to see me.

Religion is a comfort to those in pain.

- And last night? - I slept peacefully.

Then your recovery cannot be far off.

Oh, doctors are forgiven such well-meaning lies.

Good-bye. I will be back later.

Don't forget me!

The illness grants her no more than a few hours.

Is today a holiday?

All of Paris is going mad. It's carnival time.

Amidst these festivities, only God knows how many souls are suffering.

How much money is there?

Twenty louis.

Go take ten of them to the poor.

You will have little left for yourself.

It will be enough for me.

Afterwards, go get my mail.

I'll be all right while you're gone.

"You've kept your promise... the duel took place...

"The Baron was wounded, but is recovering...

"Alfredo has left the country... I myself told him of your sacrifice...

"He will return to ask your pardon... I, too, will come...

"Take care of yourself! You deserve a better future. - Giorgio Germont."

It's late!

I wait and wait, but they never come!

How much I've changed!

Still, the doctor urges me to have hope.

Ah, with such an illness...

All hope is dead.

Farewell to the bright dreams of the past.

The roses in my cheeks have faded.

I am even denied Alfredo's love...

The comfort and support of my tired soul.

...comfort...

...support...

God, smile upon the prayer of one who has strayed.

Grant her forgiveness and receive her!

Now all is ended.

All is ended.

Make way for the fatted calf...

His head is crowned with flowers.

Merry masqueraders, mad boys...

Let all Paris pay homage with songs and noise!

Are you truly feeling better today?

Do you promise to stay calm?

I wish to prepare you for a joyous surprise.

You've seen Alfredo? He's coming!

- My Alfredo! - My Violetta!

I was to blame. I understand now, darling.

I know only that you've returned!

I couldn't live without you!

If you find me still alive, then grief hasn't the power to kill.

Forget your anguish, my beloved. Forgive me and my father.

I was the guilty one. But I acted only out of love!

Neither man nor devil can ever separate us again!

Never again to be separated!

We will leave, Paris, my dearest...

...and live out our lives together.

You will find compensation for all your anguish.

Your health will bloom again.

You will be my light and my breath.

The future will smile upon us.

We will leave, Paris, my dearest...

...and live out our lives together.

You will find compensation for all your anguish.

My health will bloom again.

You will be my light and my breath.

The future will smile upon us.

My health will bloom again.

...will bloom again.

Alfredo, let us go to church to offer thanks.

You're turning pale!

It's only that this joy is a shock to my sad heart.

Nothing but a passing weakness.

Now I'm strong again. See? I'm smiling.

Annina, my clothes.

I want to go out!

Dear God!

I cannot!

Send for the doctor!

Tell him Alfredo has returned to my love...

...and that I want to live!

But if your return has not saved me...

...then nothing on earth can!

Dear God, to die so young after so much suffering!

To die now, so close to the consolation of my tears!

My hope for recovery was only a fantasy.

I held on to my dreams in vain!

My life, my heart's joy!

I must join my tears with yours.

Now more than ever you must have faith...

...do not close your heart to hope!

My father!

I've kept my word. I now embrace you as a daughter.

I'm afraid you're too late.

Still, I am grateful.

Grenvil, do you see? I die surrounded by those most dear to me.

Heavens, it's true!

Do you see her, father?

Do not torture me further! I am already consumed by remorse.

Oh, rash old man! Only now do I see what harm I caused.

Come closer.

Listen to me, dear Alfredo.

Take this image of my former self.

May it remind you of one who loved you so much.

Do not say you will die, my love. You must live!

God did not bring me back here only to torture me!

If a pure girl, in the flower of youth...

...should give you her heart...

I want you to marry her.

Offer her this portrait and say it was a gift from one...

...who, among the angels in heaven...

...prays for her and for you.

I will weep for you forever.

Death cannot take you from me so soon!

Offer her this portrait...

Say it was a gift...

From one who, among the angels in heaven...

Prays for her and for you.

It's strange!

The terrible pains have ceased.

I feel reborn...

Strengthened by an unexpected energy.

Ah, I am returning to life!

Oh, joy!