Disclaimer:I dont own Moulin Rouge
"Where is she!?" the Duke snapped.
"No need to get impatient dear Duke she-"
but the Duke cut him off, "Zidler!!" the Duke yelled "I don't wan't excuses!! Where is she!?"
Harold looked silently at the Duke praying that Satine would come through the door soon. "I assure you, she will be here in the next 20 minutes...." Harold said softly, his voice dripping with doubt.
"Zidler, you assured me that before, now where is she!!?" the Duke yelled angrily.
"Dear Duke...just give her 20 more minutes....please..." Harold begged, his voice filled with fear.
Toulose was angry. "How can he just change it! He changed our pway!! And he did it... Just wike th-that!" he exclaimed drinking from his bottle of Absinthe.
Nini helped him up the stairs to his room "Toulose ya know ya hafta stop doin this, every night it seems I help ya up the stairs!"
"I can kiwl the Duke! With my bare hands and you know that" Toulose said loudly, getting looks from people in the hall.
Nini sighed and said "Now you're just talkin nonsense." Nini struggled with him to move.
"No I certina-certintauwy-certano...........No I'm not!" Tolouse struggled to say, while Nini laughed at him.
"Now you can't even talk straight, you need some sleep.." They finally reached his room and Nini helped him into his bed, slipped the bottle out of his hand and set it on a table.
Toulouse thought to himself Nonsense!? I'll show her....Then he drifted off into a drunken sleep.
Satine had just run out of the door of the Moulin Rouge carrying 3 suitcases. "I have my stuff, and I brought some old jewelry we can sell." she whispered.
"Satine you don't have to whisper out here!" Christian said laughing.
"I just feel so sneaky" Satine giggled, her eyes bright and happy for the first time since she found out she was going to die.
Christian stared at her and softly said "I love you Satine."
"I love you too Christian" she said. He extended his arms to her and she put down her suitcases and slowly walked to him and hugged him.
They held eachother for a while and Satine was the happiest she had ever been in her life. She backed up and they held hands and looked at eachother,both with big smiles on thier faces.
"Okay, we better get going! We need to be out of here as soon as possible!!!" Christian exclaimed happily while staring at Satines beautiful face.
Satine looked back at the Moulin Rouge one more time before straightening up and walking away beside Christian.
"Zidler, I gave you your chances, now where is the girl!?" the Duke yelled.
Harold looked out the window and sighed, then saw something moving. He looked to his right and saw....Was it!? Yes! It was, Satine and Christian walking away from the Moulin Rouge. "Dear Duke...........She is........I do not know..." Harold said, he wanted Satine to be happy. Run away before the duke finds you he thought to himself.
Toulose staggered out of his bed and went over and opened his dresser drawer and pulled something out. Nonsense.....I'll show her! He staggered to his door and before he opened it, he put a single silver bullet into a pistol, and cocked it back.