- Albert, a young street singer: [On seeing Pola bedding down on his bedroom floor] Okay, take the bed, I'll sleep on the floor.
- Pola: Good night.
- Albert, a young street singer: Albert.
- Pola: Good night, Albert.
- Albert, a young street singer: Good night.
- Pola: Pola.
- Albert, a young street singer: Good night, Pola. I have something else to say.
- Pola: Then say it.
- [Albert whispers in Pola's ear]
- Pola: No.
- [Albert whispers again]
- Pola: No.
- [Albert whispers again]
- Pola: No.
- Albert, a young street singer: So it's no?
- Pola: No.
- Pola: Don't come near me.
- Albert, a young street singer: I have to lie down somewhere.
- Pola: Leave me alone.
- Albert, a young street singer: "Leave me alone." But I am leaving you alone.
- Pola: Will you leave me alone! No. Turn on the light.
- Albert, a young street singer: [singing] So forget the past, And kiss me fast! And Nini did forgive, And happy ever after live, Under the roofs of Paris...
- Albert, a young street singer: What are you afraid of? Were you thinking that I... Aren't you presumptuous! Don't be afraid.
- Pola: I'm not afraid.
- Albert, a young street singer: If you're not afraid, then get undressed.