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Friday, July 15th, 11:10 p.m.

You're trying to fool me.

What's wrong? I can't take a leak?

Give me the money.

What are you talking about?

I want my share Robert. We agreed half and half.

I saw what he gave you, I know what's mine:

One grand. You have them, so give them.

Don't touch me!

You'll get your cash but I need respect.

I'd have given it anyways.

Right.

What's wrong Ninon? Where are your manners?

You weren't like this at first.

At first I had fun.

At first you were straight. I don't like to be taken.

I don't need you.

You think so?

Want me to prove it?

I said you'd have your dough...

I say lay it now...

I'd have given it.

Please... a coke and whisky.

Thank you.

Yeah, things change, you see.

No wait, wait...

What do you want with my girl?

Hello.

An ice cream please.

- Single or double? - Double.

What flavour?

Vanilla, chocolate.

I have no more chocolate.

Vanilla, coffee.

Goodbye.

Yes?

Louise Leuven.

Of course... Hello Miss.

Your luggage arrived. It is in your room. The key...

Thank you.

And the rocking chair?

Yes, Miss.

Well. Sixth floor, the lift is right there.

If you need anything, please call, any time.

Thank you.

It's me again, I'm still hungry.

You want a hot dog or a crepe?

A hot dog.

Well, five minutes... time to heat it.

A little mustard and it's done.

Oh! Mr. Paul.

How are you today? It's been two or three days.

Where were you? You look weak.

Haven't I seen you somewhere?

I feel I know you...

You come here often?

No, I didn't see you here...

It was further, much further back...

How long ago?

Your hot dog!

May I speak to Matthias Leuven?

He's in a meeting, can't be disturbed... Is it urgent?

Yes, pretty urgent... His daughter Louise.

His daughter... from Paris?

Yes... his daughter from Paris.

Hold on, Miss... I'll connect you right away...

Louise my little angel. Where are you? I'm very anxious...

Why did you leave the clinic?

I'd have wanted to be there...

Calm down, papa... I'm fine... I took a hotel room.

I don't want you to live in a hotel... No one came for you?

I don't know anyone anymore...

And Simon...? He didn't come?

This hotel is very nice...

Simon... It's been five years...

Come with us... with me.

So, when are you coming?

I'll stay here a bit. A few days. I'll go see Aunt Martha...

Louise... Martha is dead...

Hello? Louise?

We didn't want to tell you... She died two years ago...

She left you her house... It's your inheritance...

Now I'd like you to come back...

I need some time, to be alone... I need some time.

My poor darling...

These five years were the longest in my life... The darkest...

It's so nice to hear you... my little angel.

You talk like a grown-up...

Take care and don't forget what Dr Berger said...

Papa!

Be very careful, darling...

I'll leave you now. I'll call back...

Give me the hotel number...

Hotel Kleber... 44 05 75 00.

And your room number?

627...

Papa, where's Aunt Martha's house? It's been ten years...

Call my secretary, she'll give you the details.

A kiss.

A big hug my little one... I'll call tomorrow.

Do you need this album?

No.

I don't know what I need.

You know, I don't know who I am.

I'm an adopted girl...

When I was little, I was ashamed...

I was "adopted"...

It's an ugly word: "adopted".

It's a label...

Like "orphan", a victim...

Words one never gets over.

I prefer "Social Services"...

I'm from the "Social Services".

In fact, you could be my mother...

Excuse me... I don't know what got into me.

Thank you... Miss Leuven! There is something for you.

Thank you.

Yes, I'm calling about the ad in France Soir...

For the sales woman job, yes...

It's already taken...

Well too bad, thank you. Goodbye.

Yes, Quick'n Well... Hello, I'm calling about the ad in France Soir...

Well, the ad for the delivery job...

Oh no but I... Yes I could do it, yes.

I've already driven a moped, yes...

I know the streets of Paris very well, yes...

For a month... up to the 15th of August... Fine.

Very well, I'll come now...

Thank you very much. Right away then, goodbye.

Hello.

Hello.

Do you recognise this house?

Of course, I recognise it... Why do you say that?

You look surprised...

Well... I don't know who you are!

Not frightened I hope...

No... You don't frighten me at all.

Here, it's as if time stopped...

I remember a house with a pile of things. As a child...

You have a good memory...

I'm not at all amnesiac!

Here... it's a Coromandel table.

A pretty rare piece, 17th - 18th century.

Martha had two cats.

One is keen on music... the rhythm... have you seen him?

No, I've only seen you...

The neighbours give them food... The other is wild.

He never appears to strangers...

It's like being in the country...

This one, Martha was quite fond of... I never knew why...

That was her great grandfather's passion.

Octavius! He thought himself an explorer.

Octavius... that's it!

What's this...?

It's a romantic piano...

Chopin played on the same...

I remember a black concert piano...

The Pleyel, yes... She had to let it go.

When I was small she'd play... "Beautiful girl ragtime"... Know it?

He's tired.

This is the cats' doing... a calamity...

By the way, what is your name?

Roland... Roland Lefébure. A friend of your Aunt Martha...

Well, an acquaintance...

Well... Goodbye Louise. I must run...

- I'll see you to the door. - No, no. I know the way...

Here.

Thank you...

You owe me an extra coupon...

It's not that heavy.

Not heavy but bulky.

Alright, because you're new.

- There. - Thank you.

Thank you, goodbye.

What is it?

It's the package.

Not too soon!

I did what I could!

Could you sign here please?

Thank you.

Well thanks anyways. Good day.

Goodbye.

Henry...

I got a card from Nemours.

Why don't you answer when I call?

I'll read you the letter.

"July 21st, 1994. My darling,

"we're sorry you don't write.

"Just a word, a sign. It's not hard.

"Your father sends you a kiss and me too. Tenderly,

"your parents who love you."

"P.S.: how's Henry?"

You see, they think of you.

I'm a bad girl.

I didn't write to mum and dad.

You know, today, again...

someone told me I reminded him of someone.

Fourth time in ten days.

Something is catching up with me.

Yes, I promise, I'll write to them.

Stop staring at me... I said I'd do it.

So Ninon, how's it going?

I feel I'm flying...

I'll wait for you in 5 minutes...

Yes Judith, hold on...

I'll wait for you in an hour...

Judith, for you it's AGFA...

Lise, close that box, you're doing it on purpose.

Not on purpose, I never know where I hung the keys.

In front of you, on the window.

So, AGFA, 26 rue des Plantes, in the 14th, and then to Acti.

Hello.

Hello...

I have something for you Estelle, how's business?

Here and there. Rather there than here.

Between here and there, you find yourself.

You too.

Who is he?

It's Roland, the boss next door.

He's nice.

You look serious when you say that...

Well, yes, I am serious. One better be with Estelle.

I also like to move...

I'd like to go dancing tonight. Do you know a club?

You must know one.

Not many... actually no.

Yes... fine...

There's "Sarah Saloon", it's fun... Sometimes there are cute men.

I'll give you the address if you want.

It's fine. Fine music, Sarah's fine.

You know her?

So so, like everyone... She's nice.

For you everything is fine.

Not everything, "Sarah Saloon" yes.

Lise, the phone.

Alright.

Ninon, a client for you.

32, rue du Dragon.

Will you take me?

Watch it, it's fragile.

It's for tonight.

What owes me the pleasure?

Were you looking for this?

Thanks. I looked everywhere. I lose everything.

Shouldn't have come, a simple call...

On the contrary, any occasion to go out.

It's big.

I'll show you.

You're working...

No, I'm pretending,

I'm on their backs... They do everything.

Today you're in my place, I love being a guide.

The wall of water for the Flute.

Look.

We have to gather the water.

And the test of fire?

We're working on it. The visit continues.

Here are the artists.

Show me.

The pulleys on a scale of two, Thomas.

That will be the bridge?

It's not a bridge, it's a window.

In that case...

The most interesting is above.

I don't want to disturb.

I'm delighted.

This is me,

my office...

Here is where I think.

Yes... I might stay until two, three in the morning.

Once there was a breakdown...

Denis, what's this circus!

What did I say about this column?

Roland! Can I see you for a minute?

Excuse me, it'll only be a second.

You found it...

You look happy, with that boy...

I'm indiscreet.

It's not a theft, I must say...

Rather, an involuntary acquisition.

Come, I'll explain.

Up there, behind, it's the accounting office: hell.

Here it's paradise.

This is a model...

for Montpellier.

And the tree... the tree of wisdom.

I'm waiting for the snake...

Recognise them?

Yes, the table in the sitting room.

You want to buy it back? You weren't aware?

I was away.

This one I had to pay.

I thought your Aunt would never give in.

I adore it.

The photo was in it.

This is also yours.

No, it's not mine.

You never danced? I thought...

You're right. Keep your secrets.

Come and see, this is the nicest.

Paris, a while back...

You scared me...

It's nothing...

It's because it's high.

Hello yes, Quick 'n Well.

Rue de Passy, 3rd left, rue Raynouard, 4th right, fine.

Lise, it's for me?

A package for Passy...

50 very well, the door code?

A 184.

Ground floor... end of courtyard.

I think I have everything. Thank you.

Listen Estelle.

Yes, excuse me, could you repeat please?

Lise, what did I say about the box?

Ninon! 50 rue des Vignes.

What does this mean?

What does what mean Madame?

Alright, thank you, goodbye.

There was twice as much a while ago.

I had nothing to do with...

What do you mean?

Yes, who is it?

It's the neighbour, what are you listening to?

What?

What are you listening to?

I'm looking for a station I can't find.

Yes but the song.

What song?

The one we just heard.

I'm not listening, I'm looking.

Well... excuse me.

Behind me there is nothing.

As if I had no past.

A real black hole.

As if my legs had no feet.

Ida has no feet Ida has no feet

Ida has no mum Ida has no pop

Ida has a cat Henry the cat

Who doesn't care what I say

Ida has no boyfriend

But Ida has ideas!

Thank you. Goodbye.

Your cash! Hurry!

Stop, what are you doing?

What do you want?

All right?

Goodbye sir.

So this guy starts insulting me.

And I reply: "Watch it buddy or else..."

You see his face...

Well I have to sing, see you later.

I'd do anything to find you again

to see you and hold you

by my heart, broken

when I lost you

See you one more time

Hold you in my arms

One more time again

Mine again

My lost love

But you look so much

like the bum before

after the same lures

and you dream of joys

which the stranger

will give you

with the same pretty smile

which damned me

You will cry like me

I'd do anything to find you again

to see you and hold you

by this heart which was

broken

when I lost you

See you one more time

Hold you in my arms

One more time

To have you

My lost love

My lost love...

Thank you... Thank you.

Thank you, maybe later.

You like it here?

Yes, you're right, it's nice.

You won't see me again. Estelle fired me.

But you didn't...

She doesn't know.

She says it's my fault... it's a bit true.

It's not true.

It's dumb.

Between the moment I left and you came,

barely two minutes went by.

The one who did it had an eye.

It's really bad luck.

What are you going to do?

I don't know, I'm disappointed.

I liked Estelle,

and I liked the joint.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Are you following me?

You don't believe in chance? I do.

You don't look happy to see me...

I don't know what to believe...

It's a good start.

It's over for me.

You're leaving me already?

I'm beat.

Take care of little Lise, she needs it.

- All right today? - Yes.

So, same as usual?

Yes please.

Well I start heating it...

I don't know what you did to Mr. Paul.

He was very odd after you left...

as if he'd seen a ghost.

I also have a strange thing,

I heard a song on the radio, I'm sure I know it.

It's in my head, I don't know from where. Maybe my childhood.

Maybe even before, before my birth...

I read something in the paper:

babies hear in their mother's womb. What do you think?

I don't know, if it's true, my kids...

I'm sure my mother sang that song when she was pregnant.

There.

Could I have a little napkin?

A little napkin... I forgot the mustard...

Oh papa... it's you...

So how are you?

We haven't talked in three days.

I tried to reach you. You're never there.

What are you up to? How are you my little angel?

Your dizzy spells?

It's nothing...

I like Paris you know... I like Aunt Martha's house...

Even the stairs. If I'm by the wall...

You didn't see Bellargent?

I don't feel like it. I want to meet new people.

Are you eating well...?

You should have balanced meals.

Tea and cookies...

You should gain some weight.

See the nutritionist I talked about...

Louise?

What's happening? You're not alone?

I'm alone! With my hair all wet.

You'll catch cold! Dry your hair.

And go to the hairdresser next time.

Kiss, dad. I'll call back.

I'd tell you the story of the cat who goes out on his own...

for the thousandth time...

Dry your hair... We'll talk tomorrow.

Good evening.

Come for a drink Ninon, my treat...

No time, go without me...

I won't go without you! Don't be a snob.

I'm in a hurry, I have a date.

No kidding?

No kidding...

Have fun.

Don't worry.

Hello.

Looking for someone?

Yes Mr. Roland. For Ninon Courtois.

He's not in his office. Maybe in the painting dept.

Thanks.

You frightened me...

To each his turn...

Well I wanted to apologise.

For what?

I don't know what you think of me...

Do you really care?

Don't pretend, it's annoying.

You look disturbed.

I am disturbed?

What is it?

You know very well.

If you care, I'm also disturbed.

I disturb you?

You're close and distant...

Here you're close, there you're distant.

I'm not used to playing without knowing the rules.

That's what disturbs you?

I don't know who you are...

Shut up...

Be frank.

Frankly...

Frankly...

It was well dealt... I enjoyed it...

I'd be partial to...

To blackmail, is that it?

You'd do that for me?

We're both disturbed.

It's a ridiculous word: disturbed.

Totally ridiculous: dis - tur - bed.

Dis - tur - bed.

I'm flustered.

You're flustered.

You're not flustered?

I'm very flustered.

Flustered and disturbed.

You kissed me.

- You regret it. - I'd do it again.

Do it again.

Don't know if it's yes or no

Don't know if it's no or yes

Don't know anything, let's wait

Let's wait along

the yes and no

please come, let's dance

It's swell...

Don't swell.

- Please. - It's private.

I'd like to see Mr. Alfredo Garcia.

Lead her...

- Excuse me. - It's private.

The woman who just went in...

- You're with her? - No, but...

Sorry.

This way please.

Good evening, Miss...

You're Alfredo Garcia?

Absolutely. And you are?

Louise Leuven. You left this card at my hotel.

It's not my writing, but I'm delighted to meet you.

Do you know me?

Not yet.

Since you've come here,

I hope you'll be a regular now.

Who could have left this card?

Someone who wanted us to meet.

You're a singular young woman...

Eyes of jade, all time reflected in them...

Life has strange means,

subtle relations with death. Agreed?

I don't know...

Yes, we agree.

I have an old aguardiente, may I offer you a glass?

Unless you're "abstinente".

Abstinente, aguardiente... it rhymes!

Just a bit of cool water

for the lovers

Two cookies dipped in coffee

and none

not even the phone detracts them

Resting

on a cloud of crumpled sheets

alone, light years away

The street and the rest fade

far away

Nothing can be done

for the castaways

riding the great wave

which rocks them

to mysterious isles

without a craft

without a raft

without leaving land

the castaways wander

Nothing

they need nothing at all

or maybe just a window

to say it's night already

day already

Nothing can be done

the castaways

want to be lost at sea

to find

the mysterious isles

without a craft

without a raft

without leaving land

the castaways wander

Why, why, does it do this to me?

I'm stupid!

I make you laugh?

If I make you laugh, tell me.

What are you doing here?

I'm thinking.

So...

Thinking of Robespierre's wig. Strange huh?

Since I left the clinic, everything's strange.

It's normal, after five years.

It's not the changes... The bottle caps, things like that...

It's the people.

I don't know what they want of me.

What people?

You for instance.

You hang around me... like around a pole.

You're no pole.

Thanks.

So what's your problem?

Your friend on the photo.

Simon?

Was he an acquaintance or more?

You don't want to find him?

He must be married, a doctor with kids.

So it wasn't that serious.

You see, you try to get me on to something else.

Not at all.

Then I'm crazy.

I have a problem, but not with you.

Is it indiscreet to know with whom?

Did you like the "Backstage"?

I didn't know what the owner wanted.

Alfredo... I'm not surprised.

Even I, who's known him for so long...

Is he your problem?

I'd rather keep quiet.

Is he into something fishy, traffic?

Traffic is not the word.

A gang?

A gang doesn't mean much.

A band?

A band, it's too much.

How should I say... a club?

A club... If you wish.

A club... It doesn't sound fishy.

Depends on the type of club.

You mean something disgusting?

Disgusting would be banal.

Terrifying...

Deadly...

You are very nosy.

Of course, I'm interested.

I know a bit about death.

What are you watching?

The moon has the face of Robespierre.

You know what that means?

It means it's past my bedtime.

Tell me what you know of Alfredo.

It wouldn't be a favour.

Goodnight! Don't dream.

Quick 'n Well, hello.

What address?

6, Dominican Republic Square, 1st floor court.

In fifteen minutes.

Dédé, 6, Dominican Republic Square.

Stephane, an urgent errand for Mr. Roland.

One second, I'm cleaning a spark plug.

Hurry!

Leave it, I'll take it. I'm faster with my rollers.

As soon as you can, hurry.

Thanks.

Hello.

Didn't we meet before?

Yes, at the "Backstage". Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Can't you watch out!

You also want to know who I look like?

I'll answer: No one! May I pass? Thank you.

I'm terribly sorry to bother you...

But you might shed some light...

I'm looking for a work on renaissance railings and balconies.

Is it for Romeo and Juliette? Who's the publisher?

It's an English book. I don't know the title,

nor the author's name, the publisher's even less...

Well, let's see, come with me.

You don't care about having parents.

I have some and at the same time I don't.

My parents love me, I know.

I love them too.

Thanks to them I'm not in the bin.

They're not my real parents.

Real or not I shouldn't care.

But I do care!

I can't stand not knowing who I resemble to!

And this nose?

Whose nose is it?

And these eyes?

Whose eyes are these?

And this mouth?

Whose mouth is this?

And these shoulders?

And these breasts?

And this ass? Whose ass is this?

Dreams of friends

Piled under my bed

Along the years Along the night

Leaning where chance will

The simple life I love

I make due with reproaches

While waiting for better days

Dreaming under the charms under the chestnut trees

Of pretty Paris We're only passing by

Our random errors Why regret them

I won't tangle

All I want for the moment

Is in your eyes It's not wicked

I've gone through

Darker skies

Lighter today No bad intentions

I sing out

Dreaming under the charms under the chestnut trees

Of pretty Paris We're only passing by

Our random errors Why regret them

I won't tangle

Dreams of friends

Piled under my bed

Along the years Along one's life

If I look carefully, you have some gall.

What did I do now?

Nothing yet. I'm waiting for what follows.

I wonder what you think I might do.

Without warning, disguised as the wind.

You're the specialist in disappearing acts.

And the other day? When you changed partners.

You dump the blonde... Roses for the brunette.

Yellow roses.

Why not red roses while you're at it?

It's not at all what you think.

What then?

It's not that way.

You can be any way you want.

This girl, her name is Louise...

It's a miracle... in a coma for five years.

Marvellous.

She doesn't know, I have a problem with her.

As with a sleepwalker... on a roof.

What problem?

You wake them, they fall. You don't, they also fall.

Can you be more precise?

Precisely, I cannot.

Fine.

I don't care,

but if she must fall... let her fall.

Dilemmas, you've never had any?

What does that mean?

Nothing.

Something else?

If you have something to say, say it.

I have a problem with Louise... not with you.

Charming.

I don't know what else to say.

You really are charming.

I don't want to pass you by

I know better first than later

Like a wilted flower sentimental fare

had to settled

I have to close the trunks

It hurts like hell

I did nothing wrong

I don't know well

Between you and me

This half smile is not becoming

Sadly or carelessly

I'm afraid we have no choice

Even if it's a pity

Even if it's a pity

We'll forgive each other

Closing my trunks

It hurts like hell

I did nothing wrong

I know nothing

nothing...

Thanks for the flowers.

Nice little hotel.

Still not moving to your aunt's?

I need a transition.

I miss my aunt's dressing table. I'd like to buy it back.

I'd rather not. I'm pretty attached to it.

Is that why I came?

No, not really.

May I get you something?

I'll have whisky.

So?

Alfredo.

The owner of the "Backstage".

I won't let you go until I find out what he does.

Why do you want to know what no one should know?

Maybe because I'm not anyone...

Maybe because I'm not even sure I'm here.

Maybe, too many maybes...

The way you talk,

anyone would like to know.

Forget anything I said of Alfredo.

Just words, one after the other, influenced by the moon, Robespierre...

Excuse me.

My little angel, I hope I'm not bothering.

No papa.

Stay.

Are you alone?

If you're strong enough to come and kiss me this week-end,

I'll arrange for a prepaid...

No papa, I can't come. I still need some time.

I miss you very much you know.

A kiss. I'll call back.

A big kiss.

It was my father.

I gathered.

So, Alfredo. You said anything. Why?

Maybe not anything.

But I may not have the right to tell you.

Here we go again, you're unbearable.

It concerns my life and even yours...

You're making fun of me, your story is a soap opera.

Reality can sometimes look like a soap opera.

Your life is threatened? By Alfredo?

I didn't say by him.

By whom? By what?

By the club, that famous club?

You're not dumb.

I want to go.

Not dumb, but nuts.

Have me get in.

You'll regret it.

I have nothing to regret.

In any event, I don't believe you.

As you wish.

Promise? Will you fix that?

At your own risk.

Don't complain after.

This way...

You spoke of me?

Keep quiet and do what you're told.

Wanted to know what's in the cards, they'll be dealt.

They're there?

It hasn't begun.

What do you mean dealt, is this some kind of dive?

From now on keep quiet.

Good evening Sarah.

Good evening everyone.

We can begin.

Most of you... those who were lucky enough,

- should I say unlucky - to remain...

you know the rules.

Roland told me about your case Miss.

I admire

your determination.

You deserve

to be part of our society.

The only society which cannot have permanent members.

You are very brave.

Sarah.

I'll explain. It's the simplest card game in the world.

I deal. Whoever gets the ace of spades...

Well, he's the first to go.

Whoever gets the ace of clubs...

He or she has the fearsome privilege

let's say, to expedite him.

You understand?

Ace of spades, ace of clubs.

We're ready.

I want to leave.

Too late, Louise. Only by the rules.

I deal.

There is no stronger sensation...

This is my ninth game. I'm still here.

Second round.

Dear friend, courage.

Louise, I understand you're troubled.

It's always hard

the first time.

These youngsters will lead you, escort you.

Tell you where and when.

Don't disappoint them. Understood?

And you gentlemen...

Sarah, see you next time...

You know the next date.

Good luck, Louise.

How I envy you.

When he gets there... Don't miss him.

I'll try.

No trial, you'll succeed. Or else... we never miss.

You'll see, it's not hard.

Go ahead.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

You're dead?

I don't know. I don't feel anything.

I should have a hole, on the forehead.

No, I don't see a hole.

I'd be dead on the spot. You shot me between the eyes.

Oh no.

Give me that. They're blanks.

Don't come close. Go away! Don't touch me.

Fine. Are you sure you're well?

No I'm not sure. I'm sure of nothing.

Except I no longer have fear of heights.

I'm cured.

Excuse me. What's that song?

I thought you knew it.

No I don't know it, can you tell me.

It's an old tune... when I was in my twenties, maybe earlier...

It was on the radio this morning...

But who sings it?

I don't remember...

It's so far...

I'd do anything to find you...

No, I don't see.

Excuse me, I'm in a hurry.

Wait, wait...

It's a matter of life and death!

Please...

The lyrics! At least the lyrics!

I'd do anything to find you, to see you and hold you...

by this heart which was broken

when I lost you.

I'd do anything to find you, hold you to this heart

which was broken when I lost you.

Funny place for a picnic...

You don't sleep here?

We already met... but we don't know each other.

You're special.

Distant and sticky. That's special.

I'm sticky? I'm not clinging to you.

Not me. The woman who lives here...

You're not very discreet.

What do you care?

If I were a friend, I'd be worried...

Well you're wrong. I'm here to protect her.

It's not credible. You're not credible.

You want to see my card?

Lucien Letraz, bodyguard, surveillance.

I'm paid to follow her.

Paid? By whom?

By her father.

He pays well?

Not bad...

You're lucky, but I think it's a waste of money.

I don't have a great experience,

it's not my first job, but almost. No sweat.

She's fragile... had an accident.

In a coma for several years.

So I have to be here.

If you're a friend you should understand.

I didn't say I was a friend. I said if I were...

Then who are you?

Who are you?

What brings you here?

It's nice here.

Warm,

nice colours.

You can sleep here?

You must have some dreams...

I'm settling down.

If you came to criticise, leave right away.

I didn't come empty-handed.

Not only the hands.

Where did you start drinking? With Sleeping Beauty?

You open it or should I?

Do you have the tool or only a can opener?

Sleeping Beauty as you say...

The awakening might be very hard.

Very, very, very...

Oh no! You're pouring on the side!

What might be very hard?

I've had this on my mind for weeks.

She's had this on her mind forever.

On her mind. What?

I won't tell her.

I don't know what it is...

You look knackered. Frankly.

It's so easy.

You collect the boxes?

No, the shoes.

May I see?

Leave it!

Great shoes.

Don't touch, pour me a drink.

Can you be sound for a minute?

What did she do wrong?

She has nothing to blame herself for.

Not her.

She's not of this century.

She is innocence.

She is purity.

She is chastity...

Chastity...

Lechery.

Roland.

Yes?

Look at me.

See me?

Yes.

See the door?

Yes.

I've heard enough.

Well...

I tried... but well.

Good evening.

Do you like Bordeaux?

Sure do.

Saint-Emilion. Any objections if I come?

Straight question, straight answer. Stairwell B, fifth floor right.

Thanks.

Right away.

I'd like a bouquet as if it were sent by a man.

Red roses.

Baccara yes, how many, 12?

12. Like the apostles, including Judas.

That one's pretty, that one too...

Again!

Do I owe you something?

Nothing. Well yes, may I come in?

Yes.

You're Louise Leuven. I'm Ninon Courtois. Those roses, it's me.

It's you...

Excuse me.

Please.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

I know who they're from.

Really?

There's a note.

"I'm sorry for this bad joke.

"When you find out, you might forgive me."

When I find what? What gall.

He sure has some.

You know him well...

No one knows him well.

Too many weird people around me.

I know, Lucien...

Who?

Lucien, your guardian angel...

My what?

The boy who's tailing you... Your father hired him...

Don't look at me that way, he told me.

Paid by father!

I'll make some tea.

That Roland! What a bad guy!

He's a bum.

A real jerk.

Milk or lemon? He's sick.

Saying that excuses him. Lemon.

Excuse him? He's inexcusable.

He doesn't exist. Milk is good too.

I don't want to talk about it.

We can talk of something else.

Must talk of something else.

Talk of something else

The ozone layer

Amazonian river

The blue Nile and Yellow river

It's not in France

There are stormy nights

Such beautiful sights

The paintings of Caravagio

The men with such bravado

- Not my age - You're too sage

What a page

- What a rhyme - Make me whine!

- Simply? - Doubly!

- Don't give a hoot - Why not shoot

- On the roof - What a proof

I don't see

- The sunshine - Is a shrine

- By the sea - What a glee

- There are highs - There are lows

What a sigh

- With the flow - There are lies

- Begotten - Forgotten

- Misbegotten - There's some tea

What my tea

- You should make it - I'm not with it

- There is a... - What Teresa

- You're on a branch - Along the ranch

A game of die by day

Partial to Mallarm

No need to be alarmed

I really am charmed

I am well armed

I have been harmed

Stop crying away

I'd like to be away

I'd like to have my way

In the arms of a pretty fay

Enough I say

They're none today

Hello.

I'm looking for a song.

Don't know the singer or the title.

I know the words, more or less...

May I hum it?

Go ahead.

I'd do anything to find you

and to hold you

It's silly but I really need to know

who sings this song.

Wait.

I'd do anything to find you

to see you and hold you

by this broken heart...

Yes, it rings a bell.

It's on radio whach-a-ma-call-it.

It's not very recent.

Yes I know.

I think the singer is Sarah.

Sarah? Sarah what?

Sarah, that's it.

I don't know what she's done since that single.

We don't have it.

Think I can find it on laser disc?

C.D.?

It would have to have been a hit to be on C.D.

Sorry.

Too bad.

Come again, you never know.

Thanks, goodbye.

Louise.

A terrible farce, I agree, but you didn't die.

You're prettier than ever.

Thanks for the shock therapy.

You're abominable, Alfredo.

I assure you I didn't know.

I thought it was role playing...

You thought it was droll?

Not droll, role. Role playing.

"Dungeons and dragons"... Alfredo is keen on it.

Cards?

I'd say an aficionado.

You got me by the cards, by the cards I'll get even.

I was good in school.

Dealt.

Really!

I'll have three.

She's bluffing. One.

Two cards.

See you.

A thousand.

A thousand plus a thousand.

Plus two thousand.

Then 4000 plus 2000.

See you.

Plus two thousand.

Plus three.

Fine. I see you.

I see you too.

Me too.

My friends, ace of clubs and ace of spades.

That's it? Three little jacks.

Too little. A straight.

Done.

Not so quickly. My two friends have three friends.

Full house in one deal! A good start.

Kitty at two thousand.

Ninon, listen to me.

Are you the shy kind?

And you, the woman kind?

We're acquainted, why stay far? Do I frighten you?

Last time, you almost killed me.

Holding it against me?

No.

You don't hold a grudge.

No.

Not talkative?

True.

Nor discreet. Why do you follow me?

Can't tell you.

Try.

Because.

Because, I have a nice ass?

No. Well yes, I mean...

Nothing wrong in saying you like me.

I won't slap you. Do you like me?

Yes.

You saw me in the street...

You fell... madly... in love.

It's why you follow me like a shadow...

Yes, that's why...

Because I'm mad... mad about you.

Liar, spy! It's because my father pays you.

Yes your father pays, but with you I'm lost.

I'm mad about you... It's true... It's horrible.

That changes everything.

That's it, rub it in.

I think you're charming...

Don't say that, I'm not charming.

You don't like that word?

I don't like words in "ing".

What do I say then?

- I don't know... - Enthralling.

Pouting...

Ruminating.

Tender... somber...

That's better!

Dark and mysterious Silent and precious

Eyes so sensuous

For so many days So many days already

For so many days you entered my soul, my heart

Changed my life, to my delight

Believe it or not What will change?

Naught

Naught

It's love

which does that

It's so

If you want to take my hand Come with me

In the cold night of the long sleep

It's over, I wake up

It's a bright sunny day

I'd cry for joy

it's day in me

Let's have a great meal. Lasserre or La Tour d'Argent?

The Tour Eiffel. I never went up there.

Fine, the Tour Eiffel. I'll close my eyes.

Ninon, do you think man's flesh is good?

It depends who.

It's good.

Who you're thinking of?

It's very good. Taste his leg!

Roland grilled.

Roland sliced.

Roland plucked.

Roland cut up.

Roland

broken.

Blown up.

No more Roland...

Well who's going?

- Not me. - No not me.

Oh no, not me. You!

You!

Let's draw.

One, two, three.

It's you!

Well, I'll go.

It's him.

No...

Me?

Why?

Tomorrow, at nine.

Well goodbye.

What did he say?

- He wants to see me. - Why?

I don't know. He sounded serious.

Poor Roland.

Poor Roland.

It's touching: standing up for her. But it's not worth it.

I only do this to protect her.

Sure!

It's true.

You're married to truth?

Married or not, it's so.

I improvised this wild story to prevent her from discovering something.

Something which might hurt her.

I tried to tell you but you won't listen.

I can't believe a word you say!

You want proofs?

I don't care.

I don't like men who don't speak their mind.

I love nosy women who act detached.

You have nothing to sell.

What is it?

What Louise must learn. The truth on her father.

New lies you make up.

Want proof, look.

Roland!

We have a mega problem here. We'll pay a bundle.

No problem. Put it on the next quarter.

"June 1964. Professor Müller's suicide."

Her father is not Müller.

Her father is fine, his company on the stock market.

He's a scum and Louise doesn't know it.

Read the letter, it's enlightening.

Müller was convicted instead of him.

How do you know these documents are true?

Read the articles.

It was a big scandal thirty years ago.

How did you find this?

In the niche. Secrets have no secrets for me.

Now please return everything.

This shouldn't hang around.

Swear you won't say anything to Louise.

No, I can't promise that.

What do I do?

Don't know Roland, I'm not you.

So you know the "Saloon"?

Not at all... what is it?

A club... well... a dance hall.

Why should I know it?

The song you were singing...

The owner of the club sings it.

It's why I thought you knew...

Wait!

Follow me...

This woman who sings, what's her name?

Her name is Sarah. Why?

How is she? Do I look like her?

I don't know, it's hard to say.

I'd like to see her.

Easy, she sings at the "Saloon", 3 rue Béranger.

3 rue Béranger.

Thanks.

I've had this tune in me since I was small, even before my birth.

I assure you it's true.

Hello.

Something wrong?

I'm fine.

No I'm not fine.

Why?

Doing the opposite I've been taught to do in this job.

Like falling in love with the boss's daughter?

How do you know?

I know many things I'm not supposed to.

Afraid he'll learn and fire you?

No, not at all.

I don't know how it can work.

Your father in law...

I mean your boss... Matthias Leuven...

You shouldn't be impressed.

He's a bastard, a crook, and worse.

Mr. Leuven?

Mr. Leuven, exactly.

It's not recent. In the 60's...

In 1964 to be precise...

He worked in a big lab.

He diverted fortunes and someone else took the blame...

He couldn't take it and committed suicide.

I have proof, documents, everything.

How do you know this?

Someone couldn't keep it to himself.

He says Louise will find out sooner or later.

He thinks she should be woken before.

Woken?

It might not be the word...

A funny way to go about it.

That's his problem.

His problem has become mine.

We have to solve it, him, me, her, you...

Why me? Why say this to me?

You don't want to know what your fiancée's father did?

Stop saying fiancée, she's not my fiancée.

She can be with these documents.

I can't use them.

Blackmail is a word you fear?

It's not the word but the thing.

It's ignoble, I can't do that.

Ignoble, your boss is ignoble.

On the contrary, it would be just...

You must have been through hell to think so.

It's possible.

I don't say this to hurt you...

You're right. It's true.

Now I hope to see the end.

The end of lies, and the rest.

I'm ready to do what must be done.

For Louise too.

It's time she opened her eyes, no?

I don't know.

I wanted to give you a present. But it's worse.

See you.

Wait...

I want to know everything, in detail.

What will you have?

A whisky, double. Thanks.

Tell me it's a good week.

A super good week.

Beer, whisky, plus twenty per cent.

We've run out of tequila.

I'm so disorganized, Lise. You came just in time.

So it's sure, I'm hired.

Well yes. Since I said yes.

Super. Life is swell!

What would I do without you.

Oh yes

I'm a girl, upside down

I do all

I do all, all, all, upside down

When I should cry

I laugh like crazy

So, nothing can be done

I'm upside down

It's my life I'm just complicated

In my passing life

Oh yes

I am willing to question myself

But on one small condition

It's that either way

You love me, an upside down girl

So, nothing can be done

I'm upside down

In your arms By your side

Upside up and upside down

I will be my dear

Simply your complicated love Complicated, complicated...

For the whole life

Oh yes

It's crazy how complicated I am

Oh yes

I'm really very very very complicated

Thank you.

I was expecting you sooner.

I'm leaving, Louise.

Wanted to see you one last time.

What's wrong? Did I do something?

You? No not you.

There's someone.

Yes,

obviously.

Someone?

No, no one else than you.

But you don't love me. You'd honestly like to tell me.

Honesty! Switzerland!

Unfortunately, I love you. A real pain in the ass.

You love me, there's no one else, we just met and you're leaving?

What do you fear?

You.

Do you want some tea?

It's nice having tea in this house.

No, no tea for me.

You prefer coffee?

No.

I frighten you.

I frighten you?

Because I am my father's daughter?

No, it's more serious.

We mustn't see each other again?

Your childhood... Were you happy?

Is this a poll?

Answer.

Boarding schools, not great, but I can't complain.

Is there a link?

Your father... what do you think of him?

He's my father. Not much fun.

I wish he'd remarry after mother...

He said I was enough. I believed him.

Yes. It's what I thought.

Nothing stronger than tea? It's horrible.

The tea?

No. You adore him, you admire him.

A great guy.

Always with the right ties, jackets.

Something against ties?

Yes, against guys with ties.

A hell of a lot,

especially when they should be without collar, laces, and behind bars!

Yes, your father! No I'm not crazy!

I didn't say anything.

No but I did. And now you hate me.

I don't understand. Father is a financier in Geneva.

He's no kid, but prison is a bit too much.

I know you'd never believe me.

Can't show you the papers. Roland has them.

Yes, proving your father is a crook.

He's had that in mind since he met you.

I did the last thing I should have done: tell you.

I couldn't keep it to myself.

I'm sorry.

Oh hell, goodbye.

Lucien.

What?

Sit here.

I'll sit here.

Calm down

and tell me all you know.

After that, no matter what you say,

we'll make love. Here, on this couch.

My favourite "cleaner". Through the window?

It's my business.

Don't look at me. You see right through me.

I wish. It would spare me a lot.

I have nothing against you.

Me neither. But you did clean me.

If you knew my banker...

We're still not even.

I was hoping to make you cry.

You knew so much on me, more than myself.

That's what scared you?

You wanted to protect me?

You felt responsible. Responsible for me?

It's funny.

I'm not a child, I'm not sick.

I can walk, think, like everyone...

So why do this to me?

Why treat me this way?

I was bad, granted, you got even, fine.

I don't see what else.

You see very well. I have nothing against you.

I was a bit disappointed.

Men who lie are disappointing...

And those who say the truth...

Yes, professor, I'll learn.

I came for something which belongs to me.

Which belongs to you?

Yes, belongs to me.

You took me to the cleaners.

No more games I know everything.

You like melodramas now...

I know about my father. Give me the envelope.

What envelope?

A brown envelope, stamped in Switzerland, with documents.

You're nuts... totally nuts.

Abracadabraly, in Arthur's terms.

Abracadabra or not, I want those papers.

Abracadabraly, a nice poem, "the Punished Joker"...

"The Punished Joker" suits you. The papers.

You're a dreamer.

Papers... you want papers? I'm swamped with papers.

Take everything... There are plenty...

Archives, orders, contracts,

take them... Free me, it's all I want...

Why do you act smart? Think you are doing good?

What do you know Give me those papers, they're my life

Who I am, where I'm from Where I go, I decide

You talk too much

You make fun of me

You don't even know me

With your airs of lynx or deadly sphinx

Your lioness look I like you but you're out of it

The past is after me I must know the truth

I don't believe you

Don't hesitate or you're lost!

It's not funny.

I agree, it's not funny.

Louise Leuven? It's for you.

For me?

Fine...

I'll be there.

You again.

Don't play dumb. You took the papers. Can't be anyone else.

I don't judge you.

You might have had good intentions. It's my fault,

I shouldn't have tried to justify myself!

You must return them.

It's not a game, it's a serious matter.

Don't look at me as if I'm a moron.

I'm not a moron.

I'm stupid enough to be hooked on you.

It's a stupid word: "hooked".

I won't pretend, you have an effect on me.

"You have an effect", it's worse.

It's bad taking advantage, frankly...

No! This time I won't leave.

Sit down.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

I close my eyes but...

And keep quiet.

Wait for me.

Have a nice evening.

It was superb last night. I was touched... really.

Thanks, for me too it was nice last night.

The evening has just begun,

I'm sure it will be magic.

We'll see.

I have a new song I like. I'll try it.

Tell me what you think.

Go ahead.

It's nice, the melancholy days

Days we like grey

When one feels small

Sheltered by the pall

A melody which lays

A song which says goodbye

Which says your feelings

Loving sadness exists

An air which turns you sad

A song as Cole Porter

Which makes you wander

A song as Cole

A real one which makes you cry

Moved by the blue melodies

and we dream

A song as Cole

Bearing charms

and tenderness

That moment the Khôl

wraps the eye with a tear

There's no one.

Thanks.

Your move.

Exulting one's weakness

Suffering without hurting

Crying is no distress

Each note carries a memory

Carried by our sighs

It's good to be sad

Softly, gently

A song as Cole Porter

which makes you wander

A song as Cole

A real one which makes you cry

Moved by blue melodies

and we dream

A song as Cole

Bearing charms end tenderness

That moment the Khôl

wraps the eye with a tear

a caress

The long languorous murmur

A song as Cole

You knew it?

No.

Did you see me?

No.

You despise me?

No.

What do I do now?

I'm not in your shoes Ninon.

My little angel! Are you all right?

Are you in good health?

Yes still. Why?

I shouldn't tell you but...

What shouldn't you tell me?

I hired someone to look after you.

He sent me the last cheque with an incomprehensible note.

You have nothing to complaint about?

I don't know whom you're talking about.

I don't need anyone to look after me.

But this boy, Louise?

You remember the Luxembourg gardens?

Thera are guys who play chess

and on the other side,

guys who play tennis...

Well, the other day,

I saw a little girl... no more than eight...

Louise, I...

Let me finish father!

Well this little girl, very pretty,

with green eyes,

I saw her beat a man at chess

and after,

I saw her playing tennis with another man

and she beat him too.

I heard her called Louise.

It's funny no?

Yes very funny but...

What is it?

It's nothing father.

When are you coming?

I have to go out. Kiss.

Me too and when are you coming?

Come in Lucien. It's open.

Am I disturbing?

No you're not disturbing.

Talking to yourself?

I had a bit to drink.

Do you want something?

I'll drink with you

all night long.

I'm cold.

I feel naked.

My childhood kingdom is rotten.

I had a crown

and now I have none.

Did you read the papers?

There are no papers.

Never were.

- All was fake? - All was true.

All is true.

I touch this chair, it's true.

I touch you,

you're true.

I love you so...

I do everything backwards.

Say nothing.

Keep quiet.

Backwards

and forward.

Hello miss.

I came for the room... I called.

Yes, come in.

What is your name?

Ida... Ida Mason...

That bag looks heavy... Won't you set it down?

Almost nothing in it.

Let's see the room.

Coming?

Are you a student?

No, that's over... I'm librarian at the Decorative Arts.

Where are the Decorative Arts?

Rue de Rivoli near the ugly statue of Joan of Arc. The golden one.

You can use the kitchen all you want.

The same for the bathroom...

Are you a night person or a day person?

How so?

For washing... at night or in the morning?

In the morning.

Good... for me it's at night, after my singing gig.

Oh, a cat!

Yes, I have two. I don't know where the other one is.

Do you like cats?

Yes, I have one, his name is Henty.

Henry the 4th?

I hope they'll get along.

It's great having a garden in Paris... You're lucky.

Yes, well it's sad when no one takes advantage of it.

I rent the room to be a little less lonely.

Do you want something to drink?

Yes please.

Some tea, a beer... orange juice maybe?

Yes orange juice.

Don't look at those old things...

There was a time I used to paint.

But it's over.

It's ancient history.

Do you know Nemours?

Nemours? The city?

Yes, I must have been there two or three times...

Years ago... Why?

Nothing. I lived there a long time...

You're not a real Parisian.

Neither I am...

I've only been here three months.

So, you like the room?

Very much.

But I'm not sure I'll take it.

Oh really!

Why?

I don't want to kick you out but it's time.

I have to get ready to sing.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Call me.

I must think it over. Goodbye Madame.

Good bye my little Ida.

Translation: John Lvoff

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