The White Sheik (1952)
Marilena Alba Vellardi: Real life is the life of dreams.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Oh, yes. I'm always dreaming.
Ivan Cavalli: I must say, I was taken aback when I didn't see you. I was telling my Uncle that you wanted to say hello to him.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: But the porter called me to the elevator.
Ivan Cavalli: The porter! The porter! A woman shouldn't be alone in an elevator with a porter.
Ivan Cavalli: Now, my dear, if you don't mind, I'd like to remove my jacket.
Maid: If you want to take a bath, we'll need half an hour's warning.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Oh, yes!
Ivan Cavalli: A hot bath?
Ivan Cavalli: Is there a surcharge?
Maid: Two hundred lire.
Ivan Cavalli: Yes! There is time, my dear. It's 9:00 now. Aunt and Uncle will be here at 10:30. Perfect. A hot bath for my wife! Perhaps tomorrow I'll take one myself. Okay?
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: I remember all your characters: the Countess Lucilla, Felga the Gypsy, Raniero the Adventurer, and what's-his-name, that guy... But most of all, the White Sheik. Fernando Rivoli is sublime! What a face!
Marilena Alba Vellardi: Listen. My dear? If you were in the desert at night, and you knew your sheik was in danger, what would you say?
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Who, me? If I were Fatima, alone in the desert at night? I'd say... I'd say... I'd say, "My word, but I am distraught." No?
Marilena Alba Vellardi: Wonderful! Good girl! An exquisitely human line.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Really?
Marilena Alba Vellardi: I'll write it down immediately. It's simple, just like life.
Female Fan: How will the White Sheik end?
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: Why do you want to know? It would ruin the romance of it.
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: I, too, must return to Rome. Let's go back together. Cheers.
[Reading the script directions to the actors]
Dottore Fortuna - il regista del fotoromanzo: "It was the dead of the African night. In the harem of mystery, the beautiful harem girls slept, languidly, dreaming of the White Sheik. Only Felga, the mysterious Greek, golden girl of the harem... Only one other soul was wakeful... Fatima, the faithful slave."
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: [Now, in costume] My word, but I am distraught. Who threatens my Sheik?
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: Do it more Oriental!
Dottore Fortuna - il regista del fotoromanzo: The Bedouins further back!
Dottore Fortuna - il regista del fotoromanzo: Places! Places! Ready for the duel? Ready! Everyone ready! Drag the harem girl! Bring the camel forward!
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: I feel the same way when I'm on the water. A strange, melancholy joy takes over my entire being.
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: A seagull! Dear little seagull. Dear little seagull. It's a joy that comes from remembering a previous life. Afterlife. Previous life or afterlife? Previous. Who knows who we were then, you and I? Perhaps I was a pirate and I bet you were a mermaid.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: I can't surrender to you, Fernando. Some things are larger and more powerful than we ourselves.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: I'm not free.
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: What, you have a boyfriend? So what? I'm married.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Married?
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: Married.
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Married.
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: So, am I worthy of your love?
Wanda Giardino Cavalli: Oh, yes! Yes.
Fernando Rivoli - lo sceicco bianco: Now that I've met you, what does anything else matter? The past is forever lost. Give me a kiss. Kiss me. Give me a kiss!
Police Officer: [Reading a letter found by Ivan] "Dear Passionate Dolly, If, as you say, you will visit Rome soon, come and see me. We'll spend a few unforgettable hours together. Your White Sheik." So, are you Passionate Dolly?
Ivan Cavalli: Me?
Dottore Fortuna - il regista del fotoromanzo: You reckless hooligan! We've been waiting for three hours! We've wasted the whole day! You ruined everything! I'm canceling your contract! I created you and I can destroy you! Go back to being a butcher shop boy!
Cabiria - La prostituta: Why did she take off? Did you beat her?
Ivan Cavalli: No.
Cabiria - La prostituta: Did you beat her?
Cabiria's Friend - La prostituta: Were you a naughty boy?