Review of The Robe (1953) by Anders H — 22 Jul 2011

Diana: Perhaps you don't believe that a girl of eleven could fall in love, and stay in love all these years...

Marcellus Gallio: Don't cry, my love. Lucia thought I was in love, and I laughed at her, but women are wise in these matters.

Diana: It's good to see you, Marcellus.

Marcellus Gallio: It's ah - good to see you - again.

Diana: Then you do remember me?

Marcellus Gallio: Ah - yes, of course. Let me see now, it was the - was the...

Diana: And your promise, have you forgotten that too?

Marcellus Gallio: What promise?

Diana: To marry me.

Marcellus Gallio: Was I drunk?

Diana: That's not very flattering, Marcellus.

Marcellus Gallio: Oh, I - I mean, if you'd tell me when I was supposed to have said this - the circumstances...

Diana: Oh, I remember them perfectly. I'd cut my finger, and I cried. And then you took the dagger and cut your own finger to show that it didn't really hurt, and then you kissed me, and I stopped crying - and then you promised to marry me when we grew up.

Marcellus Gallio: Dianna! Where have your freckles gone?

Diana: I lost them.

Marcellus Gallio: Oh, I loved every one of them.

Diana: Then I'm sorry I lost them.