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Hugues.

Hugues.

Hugues.

Hugues.

Hugues.

Hugues.

Hugues.

Blanche.

Don't leave me. I beg you.

Stay here with me.

Darling.

Darling, it's not possible. I can't.

Hold me tight.

Blanche. - Hugues.

Never forget us.

Never forget us.

Never, Blanche.

Never.

Can I do anything else for you, sir? - No thank you, Rosalie.

Here you are, Mr Viane. They were ready for you.

See you next week.

Get out!

Get out.

Leave all of that alone.

This is mine

and Blanche's.

I've many many an hour with you been sharing and enjoying,

and never has an hour with you been for one while annoying.

But never an hour so dear with you, so short enduring ever,

but never an hour so sad with you, when you and I must sever,

as the hour when so near to you,

that evening, with you seated,

I heard you speak and spoke to you

what our souls repeated.

Nor was a flower so sweet by you discovered, culled, elected,

as which that evening shone on you,

and to me was affected!

Although for me, although for you, however bright and blowing,

that rose, and yet a rose from you,

not long its prime was showing;

still long will guard, I vow to you, unless it all forgoes,

my heart three dearest pledges: you,

the evening - and - the rose!

Blanche.

STAGE DOOR

One, and two, and three, and four.

One, two, three, four. And one, two, three, four.

One, two, three.

One, and two, and three, and four.

And one, and two, keep it up, and four.

And one, and two, and three, and four.

And one, two, three and finish.

Thank you very much. See you tomorrow.

NO ADMITTANCE To UNAUTHORIZED PERSONS

Mr Viane?

Here you are, Mr Viane. I thought you'd forgotten them.

Can I help? - No.

Thank you, it was very enjoyable.

Take care. See you tomorrow.

What do you want?

Good evening.

I want to

I want to give you something.

Thank you, but why are you giving me that?

Can I see you again?

Well

Yes. - When?

I'm free on Wednesdays.

So where can I see you Wednesday? - Here, in the Duc de Bourgogne?

Here, then. I'll see you Wednesday.

Yes.

What time? - Three o'clock?

Fine.

I'm Jeanne Marchal from Zuydcoote in French Flanders.

You're French? - Do you know Zuydcoote?

I wanted to dance in a big city. At the time I was satisfied with Lille.

That way I stayed close to my family.

Family? - My parents.

They love me very much.

Too much. At first, they wouldn't let me go.

The theatre frightens them.

Yes, I can understand that.

You say Lille isn't a big city. But what about Bruges?

Bruges isn't a city.

Bruges is a dream, a phantom, a stage set.

Don't you think so?

You think so too.

Bruges is dead.

Some more wine?

When we were little, we always had to work, even during the holiday.

I can still hear my mother saying, "Life is short, don't waste time".

And my father It's beautiful here. - And your father?

My father said, "Life is your work. That never killed anyone".

What about you? Was it different? - Very different.

My mother died when I was born.

They told you about her. What was she like?

Those who knew her, say she was good natured.

And your father?

My father studied. Studied.

But you were there?

We didn't talk to each other.

Who brought you up? - Rosalie.

She still does my housekeeping. - Didn't you have any friends?

Only Father's books.

I'd like to be able to see the future.

The past is my most precious possession.

Isn't the future of interest to you? - No.

I've always loved dancing, for the sake of dancing itself.

I was able to really enjoy myself, completely, always.

It became my work and my life, just like Father always said.

Is dancer a profession? - Yes, it is for me.

But most people say dancing is prostitution, gracious prostitution.

Maybe it is.

Most people pay to look at us.

Hugues?

Hugues?

What did you say?

It's late and I'd like to go home. I've got rehearsals tomorrow.

Right.

Shall we meet again, tomorrow afternoon? Same time, same place?

Is that what you want? - Yes.

So do I.

What if you were to stop working - Stop dancing?

How would I live?

Why do you do that? - Aren't I good at it?

We should go up the Belfry tower.

Do you want something, Rosalie?

Sony, I didn't know you were here. - What do you want?

You forget to collect the flowers.

They brought them round.

Right.

Right. I'll put them in a vase, Rosalie.

Leave me be.

Jeanne!

Jeanne!

Hugues.

The carilloneur saw you dancing.

This is my late parents' house. Even/thing is just like it used to be.

Do you live far from here? - No, only a few streets away.

I will be able to dance here. - Is dancing so important?

Yes.

Not as a way of making a living?

Hugues.

I told you, it's my passion.

Or flirtatiousness, maybe.

Hugues.

Am I not allowed to flirt with you?

You're letting me live here.

They say if you don't remove the clothes immediately after the funeral,

you have to keep them all your life.

Call the coach.

It's beautiful.

It must be a few years old.

Something from time gone by.

Really beautiful. - I want to see this dress worn.

BY The?

Yes.

Do you think I look beautiful in this?

Who does the dress belong to, Hugues?

I thought I thought it belonged to you.

But Hugues

I've never seen this dress before.

Come on.

It's not that important.

You should leave that to me, to judge.

You don't know what is important in life.

Take that dress off. The masquerade has gone on long enough.

Masquerade?

What are you talking about?

The dress!

When did you lose your inner peace?

When my wife died, three years ago.

Since that day, life has held no prospects for me.

And God?

Do you sometimes think of Him? - Yes.

But as someone who brought me misfortune.

That is blasphemy!

Forgive me, but it is stronger than I am.

The only strength that can save you is the love of God.

Is it my fault that I no longer feel that love?

Do you believe in the hereafter?

Yes, I believe in it.

Then you must know that your wife lives on.

And that she's waiting for you.

Reverend Father, I haven't told you everything.

I've kept quiet about the most important thing.

I need to make my confession.

Do you intend to many this woman?

No, how can I attach myself to someone I do not love?

I have only loved my wife.

Then it is your duty to finish with this person.

Your absolute duty, otherwise I can't give you absolution.

You must flee from opportunities to sin,

avoid evil. That is the only way to live in peace.

My inner peace, my tranquillity

I do so need them.

I suffer terribly because I'm no longer in a state of grace.

Then rejoice, my son,

because today you have regained the state of grace.

For your holy penance you shall revere the Holy Blood for seven nights.

And now say, will all sincerity, an Act of Repentance.

Dear Hugues,

I've been wondering for five days what is going wrong between us.

I don't understand.

What has happened?

What made you despair so, that you fled?

What is making you suffer so?

What is it

that you are keeping from me?

Who are you?

What is it that you are keeping from me?

You are so sensitive, so tender-hearted. It is very easy to hurt you.

You must understand that I, too, am suffering because of you,

because I do not know what you are keeping from me and why you run from me.

Please, stop this cruel game.

No matter how terrible my clumsiness was, ignore it.

I, too, am very vulnerable.

Even though I have never let you see that.

I do so need your love.

See you tomorrow.

It's very nice here. - Yes. A bit big.

Sometimes lonely. Sony I forgot your ballet shoes.

I hope they are mended this time. - Yes, see you tomorrow.

I told you no one else was to come in here except for me.

Why are those visits necessary?

But Hugues, Maurice is my dancing teacher.

For me, he is a man. You touched him, you kissed him.

Yes.

Like we do in the group, without any ulterior motives.

To people from your world, maybe, but not to others.

They see a woman who is visited at home by a man

and that is what I see too.

Maurice understands me.

He respects our relationship.

Respects?

That means you've spoken to him about it.

What right did you have to do that?

Who is this man?

That he dares to intrude into our intimacy.

It won't happen again.

I promise.

I'm so glad you've come back.

You have to stop dancing.

I feel happy when I dance.

You know that. - I feel unhappy when you dance.

All those eyes looking at you.

Then something first has to take its place.

What?

Something else.

Day is breaking.

We're tired.

Whoa!

Jealousy, what do you think that is?

Are you thinking of me?

Yesterday, that was jealousy.

Distrusting me, spying on me, accusing me.

That must have something to do with love.

For moralists jealousy is not love,

but I think that someone who has never been jealous doesn't know what love is.

Do you know what love is?

Your uncle, dead.

Your aunt, dead.

She's dead.

Dead.

Dead. All these dead people.

I'm taking this down.

It always frightens me.

I like thinking about death.

Did you know that hair doesn't die?

Ever.

I go on tour the day after tomorrow.

For three weeks.

Is there anything else?

I want to know if I'll have to make the bed tomorrow morning.

You'll see whether you have to.

You have changed so lately.

What is the matter with you?

If you continue to live like this, I shall have to leave.

I was there when you were born.

I brought you up.

I was there when you got married.

I took care of Blanche right up to the end.

But Our Lord cannot approve of what is happening now.

That is what you wanted, isn't it?

Where did you get it?

From my lover, in Lille.

He was waiting for me after the performance.

It's my parents'. I went to Zuydcoote.

You only want a woman to look at her.

Like some eternal virgin.

Love without reverence and mystery is vulgar.

I know I'm not your type.

Nor do I want to be.

I don't want to be a woman to dream of.

I want to be loved. - Or be desired, vulgar.

Is that why you cheat on me?

You have to destroy everything!

You have death in you.

Do you know what it's like, loving you?

If only you were a man of today. - What does that mean, a man of today?

That means evolving.

That's a word.

It means nothing to me.

Only what continues to exist, is real. - And what is that then?

God.

The God of your confessional?

How do you know that? How?

Sitting in a cupboard

And revealing your soul to a stranger.

That's easy.

And unhealthy.

Everything forgiven and forgotten.

It is not easy to confess guilt.

I have my faith.

I am a Christian.

And I've got my nature.

My desire.

You've got everything you can expect.

I'm leaving, for good.

Let me be who I am, not someone else.

I can't understand it.

What stands between us?

Have a bit more patience.

But I've had enough patience.

Why can't I really be part of you life, or at least come to your house?

You can't.

Why... not?

In three days' time it is Holy Blood Day.

The procession passes my house.

Come early in the morning, but come round the back of my house.

Make sure no one sees you.

I'm troublesome.

Am I troublesome?

Rosalie, we will have a visitor tomorrow.

A woman? - A lady.

Then I know what I have to do.

My life here is over. - What do you mean?

I warned sir, that if sir carried on like this

Carried on like what?

Nothing will change as far as you are concerned.

I cannot live in mortal sin.

You?

In mortal sin, Rosalie? - Yes, sir.

My father confessor said that if another woman comes into this house

Your decision makes me very sad, Rosalie.

Hugues.

I will pray for you.

Follow me.

It's charming.

Are we all on our own in the house? - Yes.

Rosalie has left the house.

What is that? - The Holy Blood procession is coming.

The Hosanna group.

Not at the window.

I said no one must see you.

Right

A dancer isn't allowed in the house of a respectable citizen.

Please, no arguments. Not here!

You're right.

Not today.

It's nice here with you.

May I see the whole house in a minute?

In a minute you can kneel as the Holy Blood comes past.

There.

How will I know? - I will tell you.

Heart of Jesus, delight of all saints.

Have mercy on us.

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world.

Spare us, 0 Lord.

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world.

Graciously hear us, 0 Lord.

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world.

Have mercy on us. - Christ, graciously hear us.

God, the Father of Heaven. - Have mercy on us.

God, the Son, Redeemer of the World. - Have mercy on us.

God, the Holy Ghost. - Have mercy on us.

Holy Trinity, one God. - Have mercy on us.

Heart of Jesus, Son of the Eternal Father.

Heart of Jesus, formed in the womb of the Virgin Mother by the Holy Ghost.

Heart of Jesus, united substantially with the word of God.

Heart of Jesus, tabernacle of the Most High.

Do you finally know what you wanted to know?