Labiche:
Thank you.
Christine:
I don't want your thanks. If they'd caught me helping you, I would have been shot.
Labiche:
I know. I'm sorry.
Christine:
You think you can just run in and out of here and make trouble? I run a hotel, not a madhouse. Who's going to pay for the door? Who's going to pay for the lock? Do you think money grows on trees?
Labiche:
There's a war...
Christine:
You talk about the war. I talk about what it costs!
Labiche:
I'll be leaving in a few hours. You can go back to your good customers.
Christine:
They pay. That's what I'm in business for.
Labiche:
You should be paid. How much for the damage?
Christine:
One hundred francs.
[He pays her.]
Labiche:
How much for saving my life?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:03