The Song of Bernadette (1943)
Mother Superior: Well, Doctor?
Dr. St. Cyr: Well, in addition to the large tumor on the knee, she has tuberculosis of the bone. She has never complained of pain?
Mother Superior: No. Sister?
Sister Marie Therese Verzous: [stunned by the news] She never mentioned it.
Dr. St. Cyr: I can't understand it. She's had this affliction for a long time, and the constant pain and suffering associated with this disease is almost too horrible to describe.
Sister Marie Therese Verzous: [Sister Marie Therese looks as if she had been struck a violent blow and walks off as if under a trance]
Sister Marie Therese Verzous: Are you pert, indifferent or only stupid?
Bernadette: I'm stupid, Sister. I have a poor head for study.
Bernadette: Your Reverence, I DID see her.
Peyramale: Yes, my child, you did. And you will see her again.
Bernadette: Perhaps I haven't suffered enough.
Peyramale: You've suffered enough, my child, for the Heaven of Heavens.
Louise Soubirous: Life goes fast, my child. It's hard to believe how fast.
Father Pomian: [speaking metaphorically] Last night when I came here, it was very dark. It's much lighter now.
Dr. Dozous: I asked her 'Do you know what a sinner is?' And she answered, 'Certainly, Monsieur. A sinner is one who loves evil'. That's quite a good answer. What pleased me is that she said 'loves', and not 'does'.
Aunt Bernarde Casterot: She SEES this lady. No one else does. Who are you to say that she is wrong and you are right? She may well be a heavenly creature... You will go with her! All the women of the family must stand by her side. I'll come. And when I walk with her... let anyone dare to laugh!
Empress Eugenie: You're an atheist, Louis!
Emperor Louis Napoleon III: That's the most stupid thing a sovereign could be.
Peyramale: Bernadatte sometimes to express certain things in a letter is difficult, so, wherever may you go, if ever you need me, just send me this.
[hands her a holy card]
Peyramale: I shall understand and come immediately.
Peyramale: [to Bernadette] Wake up! Now! Else life is at an end for you. You are playing with fire, Bernadette.
Dr. Dozous: There was something about her that precluded laughter. Her exaltation was so genuine that the observer almost had the impression that he saw what the child saw.
Dutour: If I understand you correctly, Doctor, science then excludes fraud; it excludes mental disease, and it excludes a miraculous occurrence. I venture then to ask science, what is left?
Dr. Dozous: Yes, what IS left?
Bishop of Tarbes: The Commission can render only one of three decisions. First: "You're an impostor, little Soubirous. Away with you to a home of juvenile delinquents". Second: "You're a madwoman, little Soubirous. Away with you to an asylum". Third...
Peyramale: "You are the rarest of mortal beings, little Soubirous".
Bishop of Tarbes: [he has ordered that the grotto be closed until the Emperor gives the order to open it] I wonder, my dear Peyramale, who will win - the Emperor or the Lady?