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WE WON'T GROW OLD TOGETHER

I don't like your flat.
It depresses me.

It's as nice as your parents'.

It's not the same at my parents':
they love each other.

You can see you've never
done anything to this place.

It's dead.

There's no life!

You haven't always said that.

That's true.

The first time I came here
3 years ago...

It's the best memory I have of you.

Of course, you don't even remember it!

Are you asleep?

Coffee?

- What?
- You want a coffee?

No, thanks.

Bread and butter?

Bread and butter?

No?

I can't hear, with the dryer.

No. I'm not hungry.

Bread and butter?

You really want me to have some,
don't you?

This is burning.

You've quite an appetite
in the morning.

I'm a real Goliath.

What are you up to?

Going. I'm fed up of being here.

I can't move.
I can't even go to the window.

I can't wait till night!

I only asked that you avoid the balcony

so as not to humiliate Françoise
with the neighbours!

- It's sunny. I'm going out.
- Go for a stroll.

- I didn't see you.
- I've been here ages...

It's busy!

- Are you OK?
- Well?

- We're off to the Camargue.
- Great!

The guys at Pathé offered me
70,000 a week.

Wow, you did pretty well.

That's good, 70,000!

Yes. Mind you,
there aren't many weeks, but...

I'm really happy.

- Jean, it's nearly 6.
- So what?

My parents will be here.

I don't want them in the same hotel.

We'll just buy them a bouillabaisse.

It's too dear.

Look, here they are. I told you.

Hello, my girl.

Hello, Jean. How are you?

- What's wrong?
- Gammy leg.

We went to a bull run
and acted like tough guys.

What's that black eye?

- Just a bump.
- It's nothing. A little bump.

- A little blue bump!
- Yes.

Did you like it in the Camargue?

We were disappointed, weren't we, René?

They only show crap to tourists.

We're going. You want to come?

That's nice, but we won't disturb you.

I'm filming. You could take her out.

Take her off my hands.

- We'll be in the way.
- No!

A wasp!

It's the end of the day.

Nice little wine.

There are too many bones
in bouillabaisse.

Eat noodles, then!

- René.
- Oh, sorry!

- Jean.
- My hands are full.

That won't go very far.

He answers back!

- What a cheek!
- He answers back. Incredible.

- Want anything else?
- I'm fine.

What would you like?

- That's enough for me.
- It's good.

Are you staying long?

Long enough to finish my bouillabaisse.

No, for the filming?
He's always joking.

Three or four days.
Are you staying here?

No, we've booked a hotel
near Le Lavandou.

Le Castellet.

"Castellet"? I've heard of it.
Weren't there paedophiles there?

No, not at all.

No? That's not it.

There's a race track, but...

- Any rosé left?
- Good restaurants too.

Could we have more rosé, please?

You're right, it is good.

Don't hold the mike like that!
It's in shot. Move!

I don't know what you're filming!

- I might as well...
- He's going to hit me.

He gets upset easily.

If I have to watch you
I might as well not bother.

Give me that.
Clear off, I don't want you here.

Get lost. Go on, piss off!

Don't bother me! Keep your nose out!

What a pain in the arse!

Sod off!

You want to knock me down?

What's wrong with her? She's mad!

The fool was pushing me from behind!

She was pushing. And look at me...

Hurry up, granny.

I told you to piss off.

I was waiting.
I had no money for the train.

You know where it is.

Thanks.

Go on!

Off you go!

Go on!

- I knew you'd be here!
- I missed my train.

Right. There's been 3
since you arrived.

Yes, but they were slow trains.

Shall we go?

Yes. I left my bag in left luggage.

I want to take your panties off.

- Stop being silly.
- There's nothing wrong with that!

- People can see.
- It's no big deal.

- I'm taking your panties off.
- Stop it!

I said stop it!

Shall I take your panties off?

Saved by the storm.

So...

I'll take your panties off.

Good!

- Come on!
- I'm getting out. It's freezing.

I am a very distinguished gentleman.

After me!

I am a very good driver.

Where were you? I never know.

I told you I was filming in the South.

When did you get back?

Yesterday.

Tell me about Russia.

It was good. I really enjoyed myself.

I seriously thought
about staying there.

You know, there's one thing
I like about the Russians.

They're not sentimental.

Yet what matters most is how you feel.

So when you're with someone...

someone you like,

he stays with you all the time.

Whether it's one night or ten days.

They were nice to me.
I was the only French girl.

They gave me presents
everywhere I went.

No, it was really good.

I think the people here
are too cynical.

They're too scared of looking silly.

You're like that.

Whereas there,

I don't know,
they're not ashamed of saying...

the sky is blue, it's fine,
a girl is pretty.

They told me I was krasivaya.

That means pretty.

You always make fun of me.

I'm getting used to Russian.

Ja liubliu syr.

What does "Paxmaninob" mean?

"Sergei Rachmaninov".

"Koncert..."

They said I was smechnaya,
because of my accent.

- It means "funny".
- Oh, yes?

You have to remember that...

They had you 3 weeks. They don't
know what it's like after 10 years.

Eleven, my dear.

That's pretty, look.

What's that flower?

It's a magnolia.

- Pretty, isn't it?
- You picked it?

No. The people I was staying with
gave it to me.

I carried it. It didn't fit in my bag.

I was asked what it was.

Because it doesn't look like a flower.

- It's like a basket of vegetables.
- As romantic as ever!

I'm going to go back there.

Right, I'm going to bed.
I'm up early tomorrow. Goodnight.

Don't stay up too late.

- Did I wake you?
- You want a lift to the station?

No, thanks. The downstairs
neighbour's taking me.

Did you get the expenses from Pathé?

How was it?

- It went fine.
- They must have been frosty.

Yes...

They'll make a face when they see
what we brought them!

God knows what it's for.

I'm penniless, after all I spent
on your parents.

You're exaggerating. You invited them.

And they only stayed 2 days.

- What will you do?
- I don't know.

Work in offices?

- I don't know.
- Yeah, right!

Another office job.
How many's that in 6 years?

What with waiting for you,
I know every part of Paris.

Don't you want something
more interesting?

No. You sit and wait for it to happen.

It's always the same.

The cinema didn't work. Every time.

Nothing interests you.
You're just bone idle.

You never see things through.

Only one thing you fancy:
being a cover girl.

Cover girl!
With your nose and freckles!

You're too small and too ugly.

Find something more interesting,

but not in that category.

You've never made good
and you never will.

You know why? Because you're
irremediably vulgar.

Not only are you vulgar,
you're ordinary too.

You'll always be a concierge's kid.

You can look all you want,
it won't change a thing.

To think I've met some lovely girls.

I'd have been better off with them.

I really wonder
what I'm doing with you.

I stay out of pity! That's what it is.

You've been hanging on to me
for 6 years.

You've no will power, no courage.

You take pride in your mediocrity.

Well?

I'm wasting my life with you.

Yes, that's right, wasting.

Can't you see I've had enough of you?

Can't you see it's gone on too long?

Can't you see I want you to piss off?

Do me a favour! Piss off!

Piss off to England.
At least you'd learn something.

I couldn't give a damn
about not seeing you.

Your hands are frozen.

You've thought about this?
This time it's over?

It's not like the other times?

It's over between us, right?
You've thought about this?

Yes. It's over.

What are you going to do?

I'm going home.

Look who it is.

I don't know how you can bear him.

Don't start sulking!

I hope your father can contain himself!

The way he treated her
in the Camargue...

Climb over!

You know,

Michel and Annie
came to dinner last night.

They asked me to go
on holiday with them.

I refused, though.

I was sure you'd turn up.

You should have gone, it'd do you good.

Anyway, why are your parents sulking?

They didn't sulk in the Camargue.

You think everyone hates you.

- Your dad's not talking to me!
- No, you're imagining things.

I'd like to spend a week
at my grandma's for a rest.

But I want to go alone. You don't mind?

What will you do?

Oh, I'll...

I'll go and see my father.

How's he keeping? Do you have any news?

He must be drinking again,
he hasn't written. It's a bad sign.

I'd like to go with you. Another time.

Bye, then!

Right... Hang on.

- What's this?
- Just a token.

It's pretty!

You like it?

Right... Bye, then.

Don't turn up.

OK? I want to be alone.

You won't be bored.
You must attract them.

Don't forget what I said.

This train will never go.

- All right?
- Hello, Jean, lad.

Good to see you.
You should have called.

I wasn't expecting you!

- Are you OK?
- Yes. And you?

Yes. Getting by.

- You want something to eat?
- No. I already ate.

You're looking well.

There's a letter for you here.

Here it is.

Is it Catherine?

She doesn't want to see me,

then she invites me for her birthday.

Right, then... I'll go back to my room.

What's this? Is it for me?

- How nice of you!
- For if you ever shave!

Bracing!

I'll have a shave tomorrow.

Where did you get these?

The old man brings them.

I can't walk much any more.

Remember we'd bring bagfuls back
with Mother Angèle.

That's all over now.
You get these blokes...

from Michelin who come down
from Clermont on Sundays.

In their cars!

It's all gone to the dogs now.

That's right!

What are you after?

Fancy a bevy?

No. I don't drink any more.

Just water!

Don't you start!
A bevy or two won't hurt...

I don't even get through
2 litres a week...

No. Well, just to your health.

Any news of Françoise?

She's back from Russia.

Did she like it?

Yes, I think so.

I got a card.

Tell her to send me her stamps.

She must get lots from abroad.

I'd like that.

By the way...

Talking of Mother Angèle...

She had an engagement ring.

Would you give it to me?

I'd like to give it to Catherine.

Of course, son.

You know I'd give you anything I could.

I don't mind you having it,
but don't go and sell it.

Right.

Right, then... Bye.

Goodbye.

You could have stayed longer.

I would do but I've got things to do.

- Do keep in touch.
- I'll write.

Goodbye. You're not a bad lad
deep down.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Have a good trip.

- Take care of yourself.
- Huh!

- Hello, madam.
- Hello, Jean.

- Are you OK?
- Yes.

Catherine is picnicking with friends

and the baker's girl.
- Oh?

- Have you eaten?
- Yes, I already ate.

Nice place.

Nice!

If you say so.

I bought it for the children.
They never come.

There's only Catherine.

There's Michel.

- Oh, Michel!
- It's his age.

Yes, maybe.

But his father...

Why did he need to buy a car

when he gets free train tickets
with his job?

- A car's handy.
- The station's next door.

- He doesn't just come here.
- You can say that again!

I got this big house for them

and they're off spending
their money on the Riviera.

All he thinks of is his car,
his holidays...

He's a good lad. I'm sure he loves you.

That's a good one!

You know what he said to me last time?

"You'll go to hell, old woman."

That's what he said.

I'll go for a lie-down.

Catherine won't be long now.

You know where I put the key.

- I'll wait here.
- Goodbye, then.

- No key?
- I couldn't open it.

Let me go.

Where were you? Did you walk home?

I stopped by the level crossing.

- You might have been there.
- At 5 in the morning?

With the baker's girl?

So what? I don't answer to you.

Jean!

You shouldn't have done that.

I'll never forgive you for that.
You fool.

- I'm going for milk, granny.
- Oh?

Why are you doing that?

Your grandmother moans
about no one doing it.

You've done enough now.

Hello, Mr Tessier.

Miss...

Just do what you think is best.

Those will need to dry.

Next year I'll put in
runner beans. You get more.

Cement would be less trouble.

Cement would dishonour the garden.

Right, I'll go and tidy up a bit.

Yeah, right.

- Oh, I'll leave it like this.
- Yes.

- I'll do it later.
- As usual.

I'll miss the sun if not.

- Do you want a drink?
- Don't be a pain!

When does your mother arrive?

She'll be on the 6 o'clock train.

Twenty-five years.

You wanted to be married by 25.

You shouldn't have come
if you're going to be nasty.

You shouldn't have invited me

and done what you did last night.

I'll push off.
I don't want to see your mother.

I'll come with you a way.

Right.

I'll call you when I get back to Paris.

When will that be?

In 2 or 3 days.

Bye, then.

It's beautiful.

It's beautiful, but...

Don't you love me?

Yes.

Well?

I love you less.

When did this happen?

It happened gradually.

Don't be silly. Come and have dinner.

I forgot to give you this earlier.

Come on.

What's the matter?

Granny and Mum wonder what's going on.

Don't stay out here.

Either stay or go.

I'm all right.

Will you call me?

I promise.

You've got time. There's no rush.

I'm going, anyway.

- On a date?
- Yes.

- A night of pleasure?
- Yes.

- Will you wail?
- Stop your kidding.

Bye!

When did you get back?

This morning.

What shall we do?
We can't stay like this.

I've come to tell you
it's all over between us.

Like you told me
before I went to Saint-Pat.

I've thought about this.

- Have you?
- Yes.

Get lost.

Go on, get lost!

If you change your mind, call me.
I'm here all week.

Yes?

Jean?

Yes. What do you want?

I'm calling to say
things are back to normal.

When can we meet? Tonight?

No. I can't tonight.
Tomorrow, if you like.

Or we could go away for the weekend.

Yes. OK.

Not before 3 tomorrow.
I'm going to the dentist's.

Hello, you.

OK?

It's lovely and sunny.

Where to?

I don't know. How about the seaside?

- It's not bad.
- It's just a room.

But it overlooks the harbour.

It's noisy.

It's just a plane...

- What?
- Nothing.

I don't have to look at the scenery.

They're preparing for a dance.

Oh?

That won't be noisy either!

You'll just have to buy some earplugs.

Relax.

It's the first time
I've danced with you.

You used to enjoy dancing.
You must have missed it.

You'll have to show me,
I don't know how.

There's not much to it.

And you need to know for the others.

Look...

Not tonight, I'm tired.
And I'd have to get up again.

You...

Ow! You're mental!

Mental!

You're mental!

What are you up to?
Don't play games with me.

If you hadn't come,
you wouldn't know where I was.

Why don't you just go?

I'll go when I want to.

Why aren't you asleep?

- The light's on up there.
- I can't sleep.

I'm scared all alone.

Fancy a swim?

No! It's too cold for swimsuits.

We could just go for
a walk along there.

I don't want to.

When I get home...

I might take a flat
at the Gare du Maine.

I've seen a nice place.

I'll come and sew your buttons on.

You'd have to tell me
if you were with other girls.

And if you get married,

I'll come and pester you.

You'll be getting married too,
won't you?

You always said 25 was the limit.

Yes.

It's true, I will get married.

We won't see each other like before.

Well, not every day. I want to be free.

I want to...

I want to go out at weekends.

I don't want you coming round
to my parents'.

Shall we go for a walk?

I don't want to.

Hello, Miss Catherine.

Looking for me?

No. Why?

You seemed to be looking, anxiously.

I was scared you'd be here.

Wearing miniskirts at the office?

With your rat thighs!

You'd be better off hiding them.

I'm going to do photos
with Henri this weekend.

Paid photos.

- You still see Henri?
- Yes.

It'll be like that ad
for Flush or Cash or Clush

that we never saw either.

We leave tomorrow,
so I'm going round tonight.

His wife invited me to dinner.
He has a house in Normandy.

No need for luggage?

I left my bag at work.

Henri took it.

By car at the weekend? Not very smart.

Or very wise.

He has a 2CV that does 30.

Putting up with people like that
for a weekend for 10,000 francs.

- You should stay with me.
- I need a rest.

And I like photos, you know that.

I'll drive you there.
Where does your Henri live?

In the 15th,
but I'd rather take the metro.

You don't like driving
in heavy traffic, anyway.

I'm off to the 15th. Bye.

See you on Monday? Are you editing?

I don't want you following me
like a dog.

I can walk a way, can't I?

What difference does it make?

Quick then, I'm in a rush.

The town hall's down there.

No, I don't want to go past Annie's.

Why? You get on well with her.

Didn't she go on holiday
with big Michel?

I just don't want
to walk past her place.

Bye.

You do know the way?

Yes. It's behind there.

I'll know it. I don't like you
being unhappy like this.

This winter's fashions are ugly.

Did you think of me?

No, I didn't think of you.

Right.

What did you do?

I went to Vincennes
and lost 40,000 francs.

Number 4 came up 5 times in a row.

After the third,
everyone backed it except me.

Catch any shrimp?

Huh! It rained all the time.

Bye.

I'm so boring you go off early!

Don't talk to me like that.
I don't even know the time.

Are you mad?

You don't give up, do you?

I'm fed up. I don't want
to see you, you hear?

I'm fed up with you, your fat face

and your fuss. Clear off!

I've done nothing!

What haven't you done in 6 years!

I can't bear you. I don't love you.

You're not my reason to live any more.

I've always known
I could never live with you.

We're going to your parents.

No! I don't want you seeing my parents.

They hate you.
They've seen how you treat me.

They never could stand me.

This is nothing to do with my parents.

They've been good enough
to put up with you.

I'm scared. I'm sick of you.

I'm going right now.

- I don't want you to.
- I'll kill you, then me.

Are you mad, Jean?

OK. I'm sorry.

I got carried away.

You know how I am...

when I'm unhappy.

I love you too much. That's why.

If you don't want me bothering you,
I won't.

You can go.

I won't see you again,
if that's how it is.

Is it over?

Don't you love me?

Will I ever see you again?

No. It's over.

Promise me you'll never try
to come back.

You're making progress.

That's how it'll always be.

You're doing pretty well.

I wrote you a letter.

I like your letters.

Don't write any more. There's no point.

You could read to the end...

I have to go.

- Aren't we eating?
- I haven't time.

They have sandwiches up there
and a bar, like in America.

Does your boss chat you up?

You're kidding! He's crazy.
Crazy about work.

If you like, I can stay best friends.

- Oh, yes!
- Oh, yes!

I knew you were making fun of me.

What's wrong? Are you scared of me now?

You think I'd hurt you?

I can't help it.

No, Jean!

I don't want to see you like this.

Come on, get up.

Did you ever cheat on me
during the six years?

Yes.

I'd have been silly not to,
after what you put me through.

I said that to make you angry.

After all we've shared,
this can't be over.

Soft.

That's how I'll remember you.

I want to read you something.

Listen, this is Pavese's last letter.

"Life seemed awful,
but I was still interesting.

"Now it's the opposite:

"I know life is wonderful
yet I am excluded.

"May I tell you

"that I have never awoken
with a woman at my side,

"that I have never
taken loving seriously,

"and I know not
a woman's grateful gaze."

He must have been unhappy.

Women are rotten.

- It'd take one woman...
- You can't complain.

You were lucky. You were loved.

Françoise loved you. I loved you.

Others will love you. For sure.

- Did you love me?
- Oh, yes!

Yes, I loved you!

I'll never love anyone
like I loved you.

When we met, and I knew
I was going to see you,

my heart would beat fast
and I'd be all a-tremble.

If we split up, it's on one condition:

I'd have to sleep with you again.
I like making love with you.

Would you have married me after Turkey?

You want it?

I have this.

Les Fleurs du Mal?

Before that it was Pascal's Pensées.
You're making progress.

You were reading Henri Troyat
when I met you.

Maybe I'm wrong,
but the doctor says I'm bourgeois.

- Wrong about what?
- Oh, nothing!

I have to go. I'll miss my train.

I'm not going to work tomorrow.
I'm fed up with this company.

And anyway, I threw my notepad
at the boss.

We'll go walking in the sun.

Won't they mind?

They don't care.

- Bring your swimsuit.
- Yes.

- We'll go for a dip.
- OK.

I don't like it
when you look like that.

- You look good.
- What are you thinking of?

You look beautiful.
You've never looked as good.

And I've never loved you
as much, either.

In fact, I never loved you before.

Now that I love you, you're going.

You're sitting on my dress.

I want to marry you.

You'll be happy.

What?

I'll work, I'll change,
we'll have children...

You don't buy children
like a packet of coffee.

Anyway, I don't want to live with you.

I know now I never could.

We've not been getting on for a while.

We're sick of each other.

Not me.

You think things will sort
themselves out with Françoise?

I don't know what you're like together.

Last night you came
like you used to do!

I was drunk.

So if you don't want me,
you'll be on your own?

I didn't say that.

You want me to warn you
when I'm getting married!

Don't stay there. Come on.

Come on!

You won't moan if I stay
a few extra days?

I really need a rest, you know.

I can't sleep. I'll rest there.

- Promise you won't moan?
- No.

No, I won't moan.

In fact...

I'm sorry. Sorry about
the holidays business.

I'll sort things out
and we can go when you get back.

What are you doing this weekend?

I'll start painting the flat.

You'd do well to work on your script.

Goodbye.

My big dog.

I'd like to book a call
to Saint-Pat, Loir-et-Cher.

What's this crap? You think I'm thick?

I write a nice letter
and you insult me!

I'm coming over now.

If you do, I'm going.
I don't want you to come.

I needed this. I'll be back on Monday.

This time I won't change my mind.

- What are you doing?
- Painting.

You should be writing your script.

See you on Monday. Take care.

I'll call Monday morning. Definitely.

- Hello? It's Jean.
- Hello, Jean. All right?

Yes.

Have you heard from Catherine?

She should have called me today.

No. We have to talk.
Come round tonight.

Tell me now if you know something.

No, tonight.
And don't get into a state.

All right. See you tonight.

Here's your mike. Would you hold it?

Mr Frantz has problems with his.
But he's sitting down.

Mr Frantz, settle in here. That's fine.

We're all sitting comfortably.

Now we can start the game
you all know...

- Are you well, Jean?
- Yes.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Sit down, take a chair.

Would you switch the telly off?

What's happened? Do you know anything?

Catherine has gone
and we don't know where she is.

And it's all your fault.
With your ideas.

She was happy before she met you

and engaged to a nice boy who liked her

and who she'd have married.

Whereas now, we don't know
when she'll be back.

All that from being with you
for 6 years!

Never any money,

never anything to wear,
except just recently.

Where did it all go?

And the way you treated her!

How many times
did René find her crying!

From the moment she met you,

she'd be locked in her room, crying.
We couldn't talk to her.

We weren't good enough for her.

Despite that,
we've always been good to you.

We adopted you.
You'd come round here often...

But I must admit that,

lately, she had been a bit closer.

We never saw her.

I'm sure you know where she is.

I'm telling you
nobody does, not even us.

She must be with Annie or...
in England. She wanted to go.

Maybe. I've no idea.

Well, I don't believe you.

How could she stand you?

The way you treated her
in the Camargue.

You called her a dead rat.

I called her a dead rat?

Yes. When she wouldn't carry
your sound thing.

I was upset. And she knew
she had to carry it.

- She'd agreed.
- Yes, but it's heavy.

But when you're filming,
you can't manage

the camera and the tape recorder.

Yes, but put yourself in my shoes.
It pained me to see her.

I know you're not bad.

I know that.

But... you're not cut out
to make her happy.

You know that.
Many times you've told me:

"One day, Catherine will marry,
and that'll be that."

So she's with some guy?

How do you know?

You don't know where she is,
so she might be with a bloke!

I wanted to marry her. She said no.

So don't give me that.

She had every reason, though.

She was even pregnant.
And I was sure it was mine!

That's all we need!

What about your wife,
would you have left her?

She must love you a lot
to put up with this.

I'll write a letter
and you can give it to her.

But we don't know where she is.

Will you write
if anything happens to her?

She's not in good health.
She's fragile.

Her pulse beats abnormally fast.

So if something's happened,
if she's ill,

I want you to tell me.

I promise I will.

It's true, I'm not joking.

I've always been scared
she had a weak heart.

I was worried when they operated,
it lasted too long.

Right, that's all. You mustn't...

I loved her.
I thought it would last for ever.

Even if I said the opposite.

Well?

Well, she's gone.
They don't know where.

Huh! Her mother must know.

She tells her everything.

Well...

What will I do?

You mustn't get into a state.

The cow! What a bitch!

A woman like that isn't worth it.

- Getting you in a state!
- Take it easy.

It was me too... It was my fault.

Just recently I've been picking on her.

I hit her and everything.
Made her life impossible.

I knew she was sick of it
but I wouldn't admit it.

Come on...

I'm here. I'm here with you.

She'll be back.

Try to sleep.

I can't, I've a pain in my stomach.

You want to sleep here?

Françoise, I have to know.

I need to know.

Go to see her mother
and ask her where she is.

I know, but I want you to do it.

You have her number?

OK, goodbye.

Well?

What did she say?

Look...

her mother said she's getting married.

I have to make a call.

Well... it's almost a relief.

I know I should have seen it coming.

The smiles,

the remarks, the silences...

My sweetie.

It makes me sick.

Will you stay with me?

No, I can't. I have to go to work.

What do you care about work!

She's just like her daughter.

That's Catherine in 20 years' time.

I said, "Let's go for a drink."

She refused.

"What if my colleagues saw me?"

So we walked.

She told me right out:
"Catherine's getting married.

"Her fiancé asked for her hand
in Saint-Pat, last Sunday."

She'll want for nothing
for the rest of her days.

He's a technical manager.

She'll have a quiet,
easy life with him.

- Yes.
- Security.

Whereas with you, she wasn't happy.

It seems she cried all the time.

She was anxious.

You've got a nerve!

I heard you called her bone idle! You!

She said you'd turned her head.

She always thought you'd marry her.

When she said that,
I couldn't help but cry.

She was embarrassed.

She kept saying:
"She's a pretty girl, you know."

I said I came of my own accord,
but she didn't believe me.

I asked if she'd write to you.

She said not to bank on it,
but she'd tell her.

And she added that...

Catherine wouldn't be back.

That you had to come to terms with it.

Why are you doing this?

I can't bear seeing you unhappy.

I can't bear someone hurting you.

I'll go and see them.

No. There's no point.

- It'll only hurt you.
- No. I want to know.

- Hello.
- Hello, Jean, how are you?

- Are you alone?
- No.

Are you well, Jean? Sit down.

Well?

- What?
- Well, what's he like?

We've no idea!

We haven't seen him. We can't tell you.

We're not pleased about it
because we're on our own now.

Don't even think about Michel.

You pushed her into doing this.

You never could stand me.

You know very well that's not true.

At first, it's true,
we didn't really approve.

But you know her,

she does what she likes,
it wouldn't have changed anything.

I didn't love her at first.

I wanted to leave her
and she threatened suicide,

she was taking these pills...

Once she tried to slash her wrists.

- That's in the past, Jean.
- It was childish.

She thought about you last Sunday,

she started crying, and said,

"I'd never have thought
Jean loved me so much."

How old is he?

Thirty-nine.

Is he good-looking?
Better-looking than me, I mean.

He's fair-haired.

She could have gone
for someone younger.

What does he do?

Sales manager.

How did she meet him?
Where did she find him?

We don't know, do we, René?

I really can't tell you.

Look, you'll find someone else.

- Plenty more fish in the sea.
- Yes. Anyway,

I think your wife is lovely.

Catherine's a kid.

But your wife suits you much better.
Doesn't she, René?

I said to him:
"Jean's wife is really nice."

She's extraordinary.
I don't know why...

You suit her.

You sound as if
I'd known Catherine 6 months.

We've been together 6 years.

Six years. Breaking up
is like a divorce.

It's like we were married, isn't it?

I've been looking for you for 2 weeks.

I thought Catherine was with you.

No. We were staying in Amboise.

With Jean-Francois.

He's called Jean-Francois?

I thought: "Catherine
must be bored at her grandma's.

"I'll go and fetch her."

Jean-Francois said: "I'll come along."

That night we went dancing.

Fanny and I could see
they were getting on well.

Catherine said:
"I mustn't see him again."

You bastard!

You knew what state she was in
and what might happen.

Does he earn a lot?

He has a good job.

I do know how much
he pays in taxes, though.

He's a chap who lives
for work and women.

He said: "I'll have a go."

And as he does what he says...

You can rely on him.

He'd drive 900 kilometres
to say hello to a mate.

He wouldn't count the cost.

Catherine says she'll have steak
when she wants lobster.

He indulges her every whim.

How fascinating.

She says: "It's nice
to see someone generous."

I'm generous when I've got money.

- What does he drive?
- A Taunus.

He's a worker.
Gets up at 5 every morning.

He hasn't much time to screw her, then.

Catherine thinks hard work is the key.

She said about you: "It's tiring,
a bloke who does nothing."

Does she know about making films?

I took her everywhere:
to see Chabrol, Demy...

Does she know how it's done?

It's not that complicated.

Because she criticizes.

We were watching this film
and she kept criticizing it.

It annoyed Jean-Francois.

At least she's taken something from me.

It can't be much of a laugh.

Waiting at home for his pay
and office gossip.

Mind you, I know Catherine.

She'll be fed up within a month.

I don't want to dash your hopes
but I doubt it.

They have plans.
It's secret, but I'm telling you.

They're going to go to Africa.
He spent 25 years there.

I'm not surprised!

The mighty warrior number.

Arsehole!

He had to have hidden charms.

Ah, women! They're something else.

The bloke's a slave trader!

Going from me to a right-winger!

A fascist. Hardly surprising.
There are thousands in Touraine.

It's enough to make you laugh.

I've never seen you like this.

Not even when your mother died.

It's only in films that men don't cry.

Every man I know cried: my father,

my brother, your father.

Even you.

Mathieu, my Russian, cried when I left.

Mathieu?

His name was Mathieu.
He was a maths teacher.

Very good.

There is a film
where a guy cries: Ordet.

A film by Dreyer.

- Why?
- His wife dies.

When someone leaves it's like a death.

Worse, they still exist.

How I cried when you left me.

It was awful.

That's when I began seeing Mother Aval.

I'd go round after work.

I'd stay for hours.
I was pale as a ghost.

I haven't left you. I'm still here.

It's not the same.
It'll never be the same.

I hate her.

She's ruined our life.

I've never wanted to kill anyone.

But I think I could kill her.
I want to kill her.

To think how she's hurt me!

She didn't come and take me.

At first I thought
of leaving you for her.

You say that...

You're a womanizer, like your father.

You're all mad in your family.

You're mad.

Your mother was scared of you.
Your father too.

Everyone.

You lived with arguments all the time.

I remember, it was hell.

You had such a reputation
with the neighbours!

They said:
"You're marrying the Bastide boy?"

"My poor girl, those people are mad."

You've no friends. You're alone.

You'll end up like your dad.
Only worse. At least he's got you.

You have friends, at least.
You've got Mathieu.

I knew damn well

it was your Russian
who bought you the magnolia.

He wanted me to stay.
He even proposed marriage.

You see. At least I've given you that.

I'll never forgive you.

I didn't know you were like that
with her as well.

No one can be happy with you.
You create anxiety.

Maybe it isn't my fault.

It's because of my mother
I'm like this.

I've never known anyone
as unhappy as her.

When I saw Psycho, that Hitchcock film,

and at the end Perkins
puts that blanket on,

I thought it was my mother.

Poor Jean!

- All right?
- Yes, and you?

- It took me 2 hours.
- We've been waiting.

Cars everywhere.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Kiss me, then. I won't eat you.

Well?

- Mending something?
- As you can see. All right?

Yes.

Right. We'll go for a stroll.

Yes. We'll go for a stroll.

You look better. Thinner.

That blazer suits you.
Did Françoise choose it?

No. I did.

I wrote you a letter. Want to read it?

I don't want to read anything.

- Shall we go to a cafe?
- If you like.

Does he make love better than me?

I'm not going into that.

You can tell me.

- He lasts longer.
- Oh, my!

What about the cupboard?

That wasn't often.

He's jealous. He's worried.

He said: "I'm scared
you won't come back.

"Or you'll come back to say
you're staying with him."

Why didn't you say? I'm relieved now.

I was scared of you!

The whole way here.

Even now.
You've nothing in your pocket?

Don't be silly.
What would I have in my pocket?

You know I wouldn't harm a fly.

At my parents' house,

I was jumping at every noise.
They wondered why.

I kept thinking it was you.

- You still think of me?
- Yes.

Will you when I won't see you?

Yes. I often think about
people I've loved.

That's sad.

Of course.

When you feel good with someone,
you forget about others.

- Are you happy?
- Yes.

I like the country.
I read, go for walks...

I couldn't live in Paris again.

Even the thought of coming

was getting me down.

- Why did you hide? What's the point?
- I know you.

You'd be creeping around outside.

If I'd wanted your address,
I could've had it easily.

I brought you some photos.

You didn't bust a gut!

What about the ones from Noirmoutier?

I wanted to keep them.

But if you insist, I'll ask Mum
to send you some.

So you're off to Africa?

- Who told you that?
- Michel.

Maybe.

What's he like?
He must be like your father.

Definitely not!

Is he intelligent?

I think so. He's jealous.

And you love him?

Yes.

I hear he's a bad screw.

Who told you that? Annie?

Why? Has she slept with him?

It seems so.

Seems he's into orgies.

Is that all?

You could have gone
for someone younger.

He looks younger than you.

Thanks.

It's because he's fair-haired.

It's true. They look younger.

- He has a daughter?
- Yes, she's 10.

I wouldn't want her all the time.

She's like her mother.

He's a cuckold too. His wife left him.

Yes. So what?

It wasn't a great loss.

Why, have you met her?

No, but I've heard about her.

How's Françoise?

Not very well.

I think she's suffered more than me.

Françoise is a wonderful girl.

- I'll call her.
- Why?

I don't know. Just because.

It's funny, you're always sad,
irritated, in a bad mood.

You think everything's ugly,

everything's bad.

I don't care if I don't eat well
in a restaurant.

I didn't go for that.
I went to be with you.

It seems you like lobster.

I don't care about lobster.

Right. So, is it over?

I'll never again touch you like this?

Why wouldn't you divorce?

Don't bring that up.

I thought that...

I thought you didn't want me enough.

I thought...

I have to go.
I said I wouldn't be long.

You said you'd stay for a good while.

Yes, but... Really, I can't stay.

Will I see you again?

Yes. We'll see.

Look...

Only you can help me get by, so...

at least let me write to you.

There's no point.
It'll do you more harm than good.

It'll do me good.

If you wish.

Will you reply?

I'll reply this week.

I promise.

After, if we meet,
will you want to sleep with me?

I won't cheat on my husband..

What if it doesn't work out
between you?

- I don't know. We'll see.
- Tell me.

I don't know!

Jean, I don't want you
doing anything silly.

Do you promise?

You could drop dead now,
it wouldn't matter.

I'd be upset, because
they'd say it was my fault.

Goodbye.

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