[stranded on a desert island]
Marianne de Beaumanoir: Shall I
cook, or do you prefer I milk a goat?
Charles Duc de Villiers: Try cooking! Men are more lenient than goats.
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Marianne
de Beaumanoir: Look, they're going to the "Trouble Tree."
Charles Duc de Villiers: The "Trouble Tree?"
Marianne de
Beaumanoir: Yes. It's an old jungle superstition. The magnolia is an enchanted tree. Look! One by one now they'll stroke the
trunk, each one chanting his trouble. The tree is supposed to take away their sorrows, grant their longings, bring back their
loved ones.
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Charles
Duc de Villiers: We have a legend at home, too. The story of a humble shepherd who loved a lady of high rank. Hardly daring
to hope, he sang of his longing.
Marianne de Beaumanoir: Did she hear him?
Charles Duc de Villiers: She answered his
song.
Marianne de Beaumanoir: I seem to recall to recall the legend... and the song, too.
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Charles
Duc de Villiers: Anger makes you very charming, mademoiselle.
Marianne de Beaumanoir: Patronizing makes you very boring,
monsieur.
