Cyrano de Bergerac (1990)

Gérard Depardieu: Cyrano De Bergerac

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Quotes 

• Cyrano : My nose precedes me by fifteen minutes.

• Cyrano : I told her everything

  [he hasn't] 

  Cyrano : , it's you she loves.

  [Christian dies] 

• Cyrano : I made a mess of everything, even my death.

• Cyrano : In a poets pocket you often find the product of an active imagination.

• Roxane : 100 men... what courage!

  Cyrano : Oh, I have been braver since then.

• Roxane : Why keep your silence for so long when all the time the tears on the letter were yours?

  Cyrano : The blood was his.

• Cyrano : My life's work has been to prompt others and be forgotten. Remember that night when Christian came to your balcony? That moment sums up my life. While I was below in the shadows, others climbed up to kiss the sweet rose.

• [last lines] 

  Cyrano : You take everything... The laurel and the rose too! Go on, take them! But, in spite of you one thing goes with me now. And tonight, when I at last God behold my salute will sweep his blue threshold with something spotless, a diamond in the ash... which I take in spite of you and that's... My panache.

• Cyrano : My dear love, I never loved you!

• Cyrano : I'm in love... but it was meant to be! The finest-looking one there is! I feel triumphant... forgetful... and I suddenly see the side of my face shaded off the garden wall.

• Cyrano : I say as death has me in his hooks, Moliere' has genius and Christian had good looks.

• Comte De Guiche : Sir, have you read Don Quixote?

  Cyrano : I've practically lived it!

• Cyrano : So, perhaps, after all, happiness...

  Roxane : What?

  Cyrano : Listen, Roxanne... I want to...

  Roxane : Christian!

• Cyrano : And tonight when I, at last, God behold, my salute will sweep his blue threshhold with something spotless. A diamond in the ash which I take in spite of you; and that is my panache.

• Ragueneau : No Cyrano. I lose my bet.

  Le Bret : So much the better.

  Audience : Montfleury! Montfleury!

  Montfleury : Happy he... who far from court and city... Ah, how good... breathes the essence of the vernal wood, And who, when the breeze sings melodies...

  Cyrano : Rogue! Didn't I order you off for a month?

  Montfleury : What? Who's that?

  Le Bret : Cyrano!

  Ragueneau : I win!

  Cyrano : King of fools. Off the stage!

  Montfleury : Monsieur...

• Cyrano : I'm losing my temper.

  Montfleury : Help me gentlemen.

• Cyrano : Discontinue, unless he needs disembowelling! Off with him!

  Le Bret : Monsieur...

• Cyrano : Lug your guts away, salami, or stay and I'll remove you slice by slice!

• Cyrano : I wish to see the stage cured of this affliction... and here is the lancet!