Moulin Rouge

Christian: You made me believe you loved me. I should pay you.

Satine: Please.

Zidler: Jealousy has driven the sitar player into hiding.

Christian: You did your job very well. I should pay you like everyone else does!

Satine: Don't, Christian. There's no point. Just leave.

Christian: If you don't love me and it wasn't real, why can't I pay you? Let me pay! Let me pay!

Zidler: Open the doors!

Christian: Tell me you don't love me!

Zidler: Driven mad by jealousy!

Christian: She is yours now. I've paid my whore! I owe you nothing. And you are nothing to me. Thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love.

Zidler: This sitar player doesn't love you. See? He flees the kingdom! Pumpkin, it's for the best. You know it is. The show must go on. And now, my bride it is time for you to raise your voice to the heavens and say your wedding vows.

Toulouse: Christian! The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return!