Marie-Claire Olivia credited as playing...
Olivia Dealey
- Olivia Dealey: Tell me what it's like to be in love.
- Georgie: No, it's too horrible to talk about, too delightful to think about...
- Mlle. Julie: Can one of you tell me who Andromache was? Let's see? I cannot believe you are all so ignorant.
- Olivia Dealey: Andromache was Hector's wife.
- Mlle. Julie: Good. What's Orestes' father's name?
- Olivia Dealey: Agamemnon.
- Mlle. Julie: Good! Who was Pyrrhus?
- Olivia Dealey: Achilles' son.
- Mlle. Julie: And Hermione?
- Olivia Dealey: I don't know. I've never heard of her.
- Mlle. Julie: You'll hear about her tonight. And I hope you will never forget. You answered well. Sit here, beside me. Hermione is the daughter of Helen and Menelaus.
- Mlle. Julie: Your mother told me you were unhappy with Miss Tock.
- Olivia Dealey: It's true. I was unhappy.
- Mlle. Julie: Yet it is a Protestant school, like ours.
- Olivia Dealey: Oh no, Mademoiselle. I felt like a freak, a black sheep, an outcast.
- Mlle. Julie: Are you not exaggerating?
- Olivia Dealey: It was even worse.
- Mlle. Julie: Why? Tell me, Olivia.
- Olivia Dealey: They only spoke of temptations, traps, abysses opening before us. A lie, even a careless one, meant moral and spiritual death. No good deeds, good sentiments or sacrifices could save us, save the Grace of the Eternal. I could hardly count on it, coming from a family of free spirits.
- Olivia Dealey: Laura, do you love her?
- Laura Thomson: Who? Shelley?
- Olivia Dealey: No, Mademoiselle Julie.
- Laura Thomson: Strange question! I owe her everything. My father is so busy. She showed me what is most beautiful in life.
- Olivia Dealey: Yes, but tell me, Laura, does your heart beat when you see her? Does it stop when your hands touch? Does your throat close up when you speak to her?
- Laura Thomson: Really, Olivia, I feel none of that at all.
- Olivia Dealey: Then what?
- Laura Thomson: There's nothing else. I love her is all.
- Mlle. Julie: What are you reading so late?
- Olivia Dealey: "The Lake"
- Mlle. Julie: To learn it by heart?
- Olivia Dealey: I wanted to hear the sound of your voice.
- Mlle. Julie: "Stay thy flight, O time! And happy hours, Tread by slowly, Let us savor the swift pleasures, Of our fairest days" There. Now get some rest. Shut your eyes.
- [Mlle. Julie kisses Olivia's shut eye, Olivia grabs her hand and kisses it multiple times]
- Mlle. Julie: Come now, Olivia! You're too passionate, my dear. Good night.