Birger Malmsten credited as playing...
Henrik - Student
- Marie: Now you have a lover. How does it feel? Exciting? I'm sure you'll tell your friends. Will you boast about us?
- Henrik: I can't give any guarantees, but we will get married.
- Marie: But now? How do you feel right now? Haven't you longed for this? I never imagined it would be like this.
- Henrik: I was quite afraid, actually.
- Marie: And you're not now?
- Henrik: No. Are you?
- Marie: No, I'm never afraid of anything.
- Henrik: I am.
- Marie: How does it feel?
- Henrik: What?
- Marie: You said you're in love with me.
- Henrik: You feel it in your chest and stomach. It's like your knees are full of applesauce, and your toes curl up. But it's mostly in the chest.
- Marie: In the heart?
- Henrik: I don't know. What about you?
- Marie: Who said I was in love with you?
- Henrik: You're right.
- Marie: [She laughs lightly, pulling his arm around her shoulder] I think it's in my skin. I want you to touch me and stroke my skin with your hands. It's in my shoulders and elbows, and the palms of my hands. It tickles all over.
- The Priest: I'm here out of professional interest.
- Henrik: How so?
- The Priest: It may sound ridiculous, but I have a feeling of sitting next to Death himself. It's highly rewarding, seen from a professional point of view.
- Nisse, janitor at the Opera: What do you want?
- Henrik: I'm seeing a friend.
- Nisse, janitor at the Opera: Who?
- Henrik: I don't know.
- Marie: I'm never going to die. I'll get really, really old, but I'm not going to die.
- Henrik: I'm scared. Scared that I, Henrik... will tip over the edge into something black, something unknown.
- Marie: Why do you talk about that?
- Henrik: I don't know. It's something I'm struck by now and again. But it's interesting, don't you think? And you started it.
- Marie: Look, how cold I am. But in my stomach and on my breasts, I'm feverishly hot.
- Henrik: Let me feel...
- Marie: You're tickling!
- Henrik: Such a fine breast, miss. Would you like to sleep with me tonight?
- Marie: With you?
- Henrik: You'd like that, wouldn't you?
- Marie: That depends on the reward, dear sir. I'm still a poor little virgin.
- Henrik: Then it's out of the question.
- Marie: But if you would consider engagement, I promise you won't be disappointed.
- Henrik: Then we have to wait. The goldsmith has taken Sunday off, and is lazing the day away.
- Marie: My dear sir, this kind of engagement is validated with rings of grass, and 24-carat kisses...