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"We're born in the gutter... where the stars gleam in the water."

In a port,

in a dead-end in the dock area,

a man came nightly to escape his memories.

Seven months had passed

and many moons had risen in the black sky.

They never caught the rapist.

The case was closed and forgotten.

Yet...

He thought of that night when his sister Catherine had died there.

He thought of innocence.

She had been raped. She had killed herself.

Night after night,

nothing could keep him from coming here.

He had only one thought: to find the rapist...

to stop the dreadmill that held him captive.

It will never go away.

Never!

Hi, Frank.

Got a fag?

Give me a fag.

How much do you want?

500.

10.

It's enough.

You drink too much.

Won't pick it up?

She was too good for this place.

You know that too?

You look worried.

I'm always worried.

Nobody's after you?

Why would anyone be after me?

I dunno.

You did something wrong?

Something?

I don't give a damn.

I don't keep tabs on you.

You sure?

Why would I?

You're big enough.

It's not my fault.

So... it's mine?

Yeah, we knew you were a big mouth.

Not so fast...

May I?

May I?

Why not?

Frog, can you hear me?

I can hear you, you cunt!

- 100 more for me. - I haven't got my wallet.

You win.

Hey, you! I don't like Peeping Toms.

Bitch!

What are you doing?

- I'm going to the crapper. - It's occupied.

- I know. - You're watching me.

- Is there something wrong? - You see something wrong?

- Something worrying you? - Keep your questions to yourself.

You're watching as if waiting for I don't know what.

Each time I look, you're there, watching me.

Leave me alone!

I'm warning you!

Your brother's a swine! He's disgusting!

Who's the guy with the jacket?

All I know is that I don't like the way he looks at me.

You're shy, now?

He bothers me. He never seems satisfied.

He's a customer?

He likes his game wild.

What the hell does he come here for?

We play games the rich don't allow.

- What kind? - Anything goes here.

He's been coming for long?

He's weird.

He doesn't like himself.

Hey...

What?

Come on, wake up! - No.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Don't you recognize your old pal Gerard?

I don't know any Gerard.

I have no old pal.

Gerard. Gerard Delmas, don't you remember?

No.

I don't remember anyone.

I prefer to forget people.

That's too bad.

No, it's not bad. It was wonderful.

What was wonderful?

The calendar.

The calendar?

The calendar with the girl's picture.

She wore an ermine wrap... She had left it open...

She wasn't wearing anything underneath.

That was my dream.

What was her name?

They've never got names, only phone numbers.

She didn't even have a phone number.

I prefer them without a phone.

I like the dead ones best...

They never bother you.

Do I owe you anything?

What for?

For stopping the dream.

You want me to buy you a dream?

Maybe you need a woman.

Who are you?

I am sorry, sir, we've never met before.

I knew I'd never seen you.

But I needed someone to talk to.

My name is Gerard Delmas.

I'm Newton Channing.

I'll remember.

Where do you live?

- In town. - Up there?

Yes, up there.

In a white house.

With proper blinds.

Lawns, fountains.

Invisible tennis games among fragrant trees.

Blond-haired children shouting.

Clean.

Too clean.

Strictly bourgeois.

I live with my sister.

We get along quite well.

One evening last week, she knocked me out cold.

She's really a great girl.

I was quietly trying to set the house on fire.

She took her shoe, stiletto heel,

and whack!

Out for at least 10 minutes.

Happy homes are best.

Sometimes, she worries.

I don't like it when she comes around here.

You're right.

For your sister, it's a bad neighborhood.

- She doesn't care. - It's a rough neighborhood.

It might be dangerous for a woman.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

You might be a thief.

Around here, you never know who you're talking to.

My friend, let me tell you one thing...

I don't give a damn about what might happen to me!

Come on, Newton.

Drink up, we're going home.

The last streetcar.

- Oh, my guardian angel. - Come.

- We're going home. - I'm not ready.

I still have some drinking to do.

You want me to call an ambulance?

It hasn't hit me yet.

I must stay. Until it makes me feel something.

One day, it will really make you feel something.

You'll be taken away on a stretcher.

Is that what you want?

What I want...

is for you to leave me alone.

- Can you? - No, I can't.

I care too much for you.

Far too much.

That's nice of you.

I am lucky.

There is no such thing as luck.

You've got no manners, Newton.

You didn't introduce me to your friend.

I'm still waiting, Newton.

Here, you don't introduce people.

I'm sorry. He doesn't really mean that.

It's because he's been drinking.

It doesn't matter.

Don't be offended.

Of course not. It doesn't matter.

My name's Loretta.

It's very important for him to know your name,

And your address.

Ask him for dinner, too.

Tell him "you'll be most welcome".

Take his hand.

Drink in his glass.

I'm going to slap you.

Forget it.

My name is Gerard Delmas.

Your brother is right, Miss.

You can come for dinner whenever you want to.

I live at number 7, Ocean Drive. Number 7.

Lucky number.

It's the worst house in the neighborhood, you can't miss it.

- You've just come home? - Yes.

I wasn't sleepy.

Damn sofa!

You've got a bedroom.

Lola threw me out.

Again?

Good night.

I don't know what's got into her.

Must be the Moon.

Damnit!

If I hadn't ducked, I'd have got the table full in the face.

A she-devil.

A hellcat!

She threw a table at you?

Because of the rents.

Take it.

I can't take money from those who haven't got any.

Last time I went up, the Polish woman...

told me such tales of woe...

I didn't sober up for 3 days after that.

This is for you.

What is it?

It's a birthday present.

Play!

Play!

You never learned?

It doesn't matter.

You play the violin, now?

So... been upstairs?

You went up?

Take this, sweetheart.

Did you see the other one? Did you see that whore?

No, I saw the Polish woman.

Ah...

You saw the Polish woman?

You're kidding me! These are his wages.

- Listen, sweetheart... - There's no sweetheart!

You...get upstairs!

- See what time it is? - You should have gone earlier!

If we didn't have his money...

Aren't you ashamed to be supported by your son?

For 7 months, you've done nothing. Ambulance man, my ass!

Don't talk about ambulances. I forbid you.

You forbid me? What?

You forbid me! You forbid me!

And those bottles? What are they? Tell me...

The doctor said it was good... - What doctor?

What are you talking about?

When did you go see a doctor?

- It's nothing serious, don't worry. - Me, worry?

You're so healthy it makes me sick!

All you can do is drink and puke.

That's your illness!

She's dead!

It won't bring her back.

And we are alive!

Alive!

Got it?

Hi, Bella.

Die.

- Go fuck yourself! - What now?

I told you yesterday that it was over.

Still that redhead?

There are so many of them you don't even remember their names!

Don't start it, right? Don't start it!

Vera! Her name's Vera.

She was a waitress. - Oh, a waitress!

Yeah, if I want to eat I've got to talk to waitresses.

She takes orders down in the street?

I saw you going inside a house with her.

A house?

A warehouse! She's married, she's got 5 kids.

So what?

I bought a lamp. Can't you see it there?

What?

- Why didn't you tell me? - I told you.

I told you but you jumped on me like a panther.

My panther.

My beautiful tigress.

You didn't have to punch me in the face.

If I hadn't done it, you would have torn my eyes out.

- My panther! - I'll do that next time.

Don't try it when Fatty is here.

Fatty? She won't stop me.

Something wrong?

Shall we get married or not?

I don't know.

We like each other, don't we?

You're too jealous.

I have every right to be jealous.

You got other plans?

Don't you kid me, Gerard.

You want me locked up in a closet?

Yes...I'd love that.

What's with me?

I've got this guy under my skin. I can't think about anything else.

I only think of that.

Some nights, I can't sleep.

I want to understand. I only see women,

thousands of them.

They all want to have you. I run after you.

Bloody Hell!

Damned broads!

I can't help it, Bella.

I'm jealous. Jealous, understand?

I haven't looked at another ass.

But it's not how you look at them!

It's how they look at you!

Haver you seen your face?

See your face?

Lean over, lean over.

More.

That's it.

See your face?

That's the way you look when you're on top of a woman.

When you fuck.

When you fuck me.

Come on.

Come on, let's go inside.

Come on!

Where did you steal that from?

I didn't steal it. I won it.

- Are you coming? - I want some air.

When will you come?

I don't know.

I don't want to wait.

A whisper...

Fountains...

Is someone sick here?

Yes...

The ambulance...

You're sure you're at the right address?

Yes...

You can't miss it, the worst house in the neighborhood.

I accept your invitation.

It's too late for dinner.

No, I'm only visiting. I wanted to see you.

Kind of you.

Kind of you.

It's 2 a.m. you're seeing me.

Yes. I hoped you were not in bed.

You'd have woken me up.

You'd have broken down my bedroom door.

No.

No, I never go that far.

Never.

I'm not so sure.

Beautiful leather.

I'll dirty it.

It's the perfect night for a drive.

We're going towards the docks?

We're going towards the docks. You don't like it?

You're the driver.

He knew that, in a few hours, things would get frantic again.

Hundreds of trucks would invade the port.

Ships would open up their bellies.

The metal arms would stretch.

The cables would whistle. Scorching heat

would stifle the port and the men would sweat at work.

Why do you always clench your fists?

I'm a dock hand. I don't see things as you do.

We both see the same thing.

Have a closer look.

You came to see the squalor. Look at it!

Why do you say squalor?

Isn't it wonderful?

A dream...

A clean city, white, with fountains.

Trees.

That's what I was dreaming of.

And you wake me up to show me the place where I work.

You've never wanted to leave aboard a ship?

- Yes. - So?

Maybe I've seen too many leave.

When we were kids, my sister and I ran along the pier beside them.

We knew every ship.

They were never the same.

You've got a sister?

We would run up to the end of the pier and watch them disappear.

We would stay there until...

Until we cried.

What's her name?

The ships had women's names. Marie...

Catherine...

You're crying?

Miss Channing...

You're too curious.

You're driving about.

But be careful.

You are in rough company.

You're not rough. You remembered my name.

You like me?

Take me with you.

Far away.

Oh, stop it.

I can't.

No.

I've been waiting for...

such a long time.

- It's a pity. - A pity, not a shame.

- Not for me. - You're wrong.

You're wrong. Look at me... please.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Get going!

One day, you'll tell me.

You'll open your heart.

There will be some blue in your sky.

There's an endless road towards the sun.

Ships like birds.

Gentleness.

And you won't be afraid any more.

The weather will be fine.

You're not doomed to be unhappy.

Get going.

Get going.

When will you stop this game?

It's over. I...

I'm stopping.

So you say.

She took my razor.

She slit her throat.

She lay down there.

To die.

What's important

is that she did it herself.

No...

No...

I'm not taking it past that.

You know it goes way past that.

She did it because she was desperate.

Because some guy raped her.

She couldn't bear that pain,

that suffering.

She couldn't bear it any more.

We looked for that guy, all of us.

Catherine... everyone loved her.

You loved her?

Yes.

Don't look at me that way.

What's wrong with you?

I don't like the way you look at me.

I never saw you with her.

We talked a lot.

Someone told her that I used to paint pictures.

She wanted to see them. She wanted to know what painting was.

- You took her to your place? - Yeah.

No. She never went to a man's room.

But she trusted me.

I'd like...I'd like us to go for a walk. The both of us.

I trust you.

Right? To your place.

- What for? - To see...

To see if there are any paintings.

There may be none.

There may only be a bed there.

- You may need it. - Yes.

I tried to tell you.

Catherine.

You wanted to come.

Catherine.

I didn't want you to see her.

Did you love her?

- She never knew. - You fool!

You should have told her that you loved her.

If I'd thought she loved me...

You would have left with her.

I would have asked her to marry me.

You should have told her.

No, she would have pitied me.

I was too crappy.

You should have told her.

Too many dirty places, too many dirty women.

Too late.

You should have told her.

What?

You're tired?

You can sleep here. I'll wake you up.

Catherine?

What are those clothes?

It hurts?

I'm all right.

So you dress like a whore now?

I borrowed it. It was for you.

No... Catherine...

- Show me. - It's nothing.

You're vaccinated? - Yes.

Go and get this seen to.

Give it to me.

Give it!

You want it as a present?

Give me the film.

What for?

What will you do with it?

Shove it down your throat. Give it here!

Hey you! Are you finished?

So?

You crazy?

Give it to me!

Easy, man.

Easy, let it go.

Throw him out! Get rid of him!

- He's fired! - That's it! Good.

That's it. Come with me.

Understand? Had enough?

No.

- Take it! - What do you want me to do with it?

You wanted to make me swallow it.

- I said that? - Ah yes. Yes.

I didn't want to hit you but...

Don't apologize.

Don't apologize.

I shouldn't have come on the pier.

I had no right to take photographs of you.

- You did? - Yes.

I have no excuse. I am ashamed.

- Forgive me. - Case closed. Forget it.

I can't. I apologize.

Right. You just did.

- You've lost your job? - Yes.

Life is no picnic.

It's my fault. Let me help you.

Help me?

I know the owner.

I'll go see him.

It will work.

It would be great to get my job back.

Yes, for me too. I feel responsible.

You don't owe me anything.

It's my fault.

Good bye.

I don't think we'll see each other again.

Well?

No. No.

- Leave him alone - I'll show that good-for-nothing.

- You're the one who will be shown.

Just you wait!

Nothing will happen here. Got it?

When you're a man, you have to do what must be done.

Good evening. Good evening, Gerard.

If one is chipped, Bella...

You smell good.

It stinks!

Will you eat?

You've got something?

There's always something for you.

"There's always something for you."

There's always something for you.

Oh, you're dreaming?

I asked you if you wanted some coffee.

Why don't you put on an overcoat?

Stop it!

- Don't start. - You're wrong.

Why don't you take off your jacket?

Because.

- Bothers you? - No, of course not.

I only want you to be comfortable.

I am.

Happy now?

Why did you dress up?

Do I know her?

It's the girl with the car. I looked out of the window.

Don't fall out.

I haven't, so far.

I only want you to tell me what...

your plans are.

The both of you.

Damnit!

I don't give a damn about that... that broad!

Hear me?

I hardly know her.

I waited for you all night.

All night.

All she has to do is whistle, right?

You're really nuts, you know.

I can read it on your face.

You can't look at me in the eye.

I'll tell you, once and for all.

Nothing will happen.

Nothing.

Got it?

She is a crazy rich girl who comes slumming.

It rouses her, it thrills her. You understand?

I don't give a damn Get it? I don't care.

You poor fool!

She's got you so screwed up you believe all this.

She gives you a hard-on, right?

- How funny it is! - What?

You!

You!

Look at you!

Wearing a disguise!

- You stink! - Stop it!

You bitch! Stop it!

I can't.

Look at yourself.

Look at yourself.

It's your sister's.

- You found it? - She left it with me.

She left it with you?

She shouldn't push her luck. She won't always get away with it.

Sorry, I don't understand.

I'm only trying to give advice.

I think you're the one who needs advice.

You mustn't be afraid of her.

I'm looking for someone.

Yes. I admire you.

I really would like to know more about you.

Why? Is there a particular reason?

I think you know the reason.

I'm not really sure, but I think you know.

I'm intrigued.

You should be worried.

I never worry.

I suffer a lot, but I never worry.

So?

No, no, not yet. Not yet.

Oh, this exciting.

I love it when it's exciting.

Some time ago, I got excited a lot.

For example, suddenly, I thought of going to Alaska.

I bought a plane ticket, and in the evening, I was in Anchorage.

I made love to a sixty year old eskimo woman.

Anchorage... Unsung city.

Alaska... Endless white vistas....

As far as you can see,

and the warm breasts of an eskimo woman.

Exciting moments.

Exciting moments.

Remembering them all is difficult.

I'm quite sure

you too remember a lot of those.

Ouch.

You're right, it's G'erard.

I told you so.

He's wearing his best clothes. That's the reason why.

We thought you were a cop.

Why are you dressed this way?

Get the hell away from here.

We can sit, can't we?

Look ! They're in a dressing up competition.

This is a special table.

It may be special, but it's not reserved.

If they can sit here, so can we.

You're so right!

You smell nice, darling.

Buy us a drink?

Of course, ladies. What will you have?

A bird of paradise.

An odalisque.

Of course.

I shaved.

We must celebrate. What will you have?

Go fuck yourself.

We don't want you. You scum!

Don't say such things, lady It's not nice.

- What will you have? - Nothing. I'm off.

I care for you. You don't want to break my heart?

Who's that slut?

She is my sister.

She isn't ugly.

She is solicitating?

You've got a customer waiting at the bar, love.

Stop looking at him, right?

We're together. If you want him, you have to see me first.

Watch out, Mrs Dora. My sister is a wrestler.

I'm not frightened.

I think I'll stroke her nice little face.

You heard me? I told you to stop.

Don't shout in my face.

Try to stop me. You can't look that way at my man.

Excuse me.

Who does she think she is?

That bitch thinks she'll get away with it?

Come on!

Kiss and make up!

A whiskey, please.

You need a woman. You can't go on like this.

A woman like you, Frieda.

Being with a woman gives stabilty.

Stability is important.

How old are you, Frieda?

I'm as good as new.

- What's your weight? - 40 kilos.

In my clothes.

Can you cook?

It's not what I do best.

- You should learn. - You think so?

- Yes I'd like you to learn. - He's making fun of you.

He's making fun of you. You stupid fool.

He wants his money's worth.

That's what he's doing?

You're making fun of me.

You're beautiful, Frieda. Really beautiful.

It doesn't matter. I know it's only for fun.

You can't be serious. It doesn't matter.

You're wrong.

Believe me.

You forgot this.

Please, don't go.

I've got a date.

That's why you're dressed up?

Yes, you've got a date

with me.

- Haven't you? - Since when?

Since you've had a bath,

you've shaved, you've put on your best clothes.

I didn't do it for you.

- You didn't it do it for me? - I didn't.

Not for me...

Pity!

Pity!

- Thank you. - Quickly!

Quickly!

I'm ready.

You're beautiful. You're pure.

I should have told you frankly.

- Tell me what? - That I want you.

I felt it immediately.

Strongly.

Something I'd never felt before.

That's all I know.

Only...

to be with you.

Forever.

Loretta...

Never go away.

Anything wrong?

You love your brother?

He is a drunkard, he is lazy, eccentric but...

sometimes he's very nice.

Yes, I love him.

I love him.

What's he doing around here?

Here, he thinks he can hide. Hide.

Hide from what?

From himself.

I don't understand.

No use talking about that.

Why?

A bad dream.

Well... you have the right to know.

One night, my brother was driving my parents back from the casino.

My mother had had a lot to drink. As usual.

And my brother was driving fast. As usual.

And my father didn't say anything. As usual.

That's my brother.

He is not the man you're looking for.

rseholes! Scum!

Scum! Rich bastards! Posh car!

Fucking car! I'll show you!

Bastards!

I'm really happy to escape from that.

Sign.

You sign first!

Who are you?

I am the cathedral's caretaker, Miss.

I want this to be legal.

This document is perfectly legal.

It will go into the records tomorrow.

Your names

will be written in the marriage register.

You wanted it.

He may be changing his mind.

Sign.

There.

Near my name.

Marriage is something serious.

If he wants to stop, it's the right moment.

That's it! Done.

You've got wedding rings?

No.

Don't worry, we'll take care of it.

It will cost you 60 more.

10 for the tall one, 50 for the small one.

Faith is not a matter of size.

The right size. It's an omen.

And now the groom may kiss the bride.

I love you through life and into death.

I now declare you man and wife.

I love you through life and into death.

Now the bride stands next to the groom.

To our love.

And now the groom kisses the bride.

Into death.

The groom kisses the bride.

I now declare you man and wife.

Into death.

Kiss her.

Kiss her.

Kiss her. Kiss her.

To our...

Kiss her.

... love.

To our love.

Come.

Come darling.

I want you.

Take me.

I said...come.

What's that? You're dressed!

Goddam it!

What the fuck is going on here?

Oh... I'm in the wrong room.

You went into the wrong room.

Wrong room.

What sort of religious junk is that?

Faith isn't a matter of size.

Where's your father?

How many litres have you been drinking?

Not much. I can't hold it.

Can't hold it!

What game are you playing, the pair of you?

- Where is he? - It's hot!

Stop kidding me!

He went out for a beer to freshen himself up.

Wait until he's back!

I'll freshen him up!

What the hell are you doing here?

My sweet! My precious!

You're hurt?

My violin!

I could have played again!

Shit, my violin!

Gone!

The bird has flown away!

Stupid bird!

- Where are you going? - I've got a bed.

You have?

Listen to me, you dirty bastard!

- Don't talk to me like that. - You're going to tell me, aren't you?

I must sleep. I have a hangover and...

Well... what did you do last night?

- Nothing! - Nothing?

I find you in a coma, kissing a statue of the Holy Virgin...that's normal?

- So what? - I'm jealous.

And it makes me curious.

You're heavy, you know. I had to drag you back here.

- Thanks. - I don't want your thanks.

I want you to tell me what happened.

I didn't ask you to put me in your bed.

It's not as if it was the first time.

Usually I don't have to drag you, you bastard!

Right...

You won't sleep. I don't want you to sleep!

You're going to tell me.

Now.

No, it's too easy.

Put something on.

You're aroused, aren't you?

You don't want to be aroused?

Listen, Bella.

Listen.

I'm going to help you. She waited for you in her nice car.

She cried with her beautiful eyes. But she went off!

I am more patient than she is.

I had come for my things.

You understand. It's over, you and me.

What?

I got married last night.

It's not true!

At the old man's.

She signed. And so did I.

It's not true. It's not true!

It's not true!

I'm going crazy.

With that rich slut!

You're lying.

You've got no ring.

In my shirt.

It's plastic.

You were drunk.

You were drunk! You didn't know what you were doing. It's worth nothing.

We drank afterwards.

A hotel room? Tell me.

Give me the details. I want to know everything. Come on!

Nothing happened. If that's what you want to know.

Bella...

I've come for my things.

She was waiting for me.

I don't know what happened. I was drunk. I fell down.

I went into the wrong room.

No, it was not far from the right one.

You're in the right room, now.

Here I am. Fuck me.

Fuck me.

I don't want to, Bella.

I don't feel like it.

Wait!

Wait!

You want a cigarette?

You must understand, Bella.

I'm married.

Where is she?

Where is the bride?

Where is she? Where is the bride?

You don't know?

I'll tell you.

She is in her nice clean bed.

Sleeping a nice clean sleep.

She'll never sleep in a slum.

The bride ran out on you!

You can't hold it against her. Living here is hard.

You've got to be born to it.

You break your neck stepping on beer bottles.

It's filthy! It stinks!

You know what she's going to do? She'll go to the hairdresser's,

she'll have her head cleaned, spray herself with DDT.

She's going to wash! - Stop it!

You shut up!

You shut up

or I'll break your head.

She can breathe...uptown!

You understand nothing, Bella. Nothing.

She's gone, but she hasn't left me.

You understood nothing.

Perhaps she does love you.

But she won't leave her neighborhood. Never!

And you... you're from here.

And you'll always be from here.

All it takes is a streetcar ticket.

No...

Of course not. Don't waste your money.

Don't waste your money.

She's expecting me, up there.

Tell Fatty I won't be eating here tonight.

Fool!

What are you doing?

Go to sleep.

What are you doing?

I'm going away.

I got married.

To whom?

You don't know her.

What's her name?

Loretta.

The girl with the car?

I know her.

What do you mean you know her?

Well... I saw her at the caf'e.

Several times.

Once she paid for my drinks.

- We drank. We talked. - About what?

Oh... I don't really remember.

- She reminded me of someone. - Who?

It was not her face, not her body, not her eyes.

Just a feeling.

That feeling you have when you come into a place

you think you've already been to but you don't recognize anything.

A weird feeling.

You can't say why it feels weird.

So... weird, it was chilling.

I like shivering.

We were at the counter, I was shivering...

It was beautiful.

She left.

I followed quickly.

She was walking.

- I was following her? - What happened next?

We were walking.

- I was following. - Was she alone?

I could hear her heels clacking.

She was going to that car of hers.

I was shivering, it was great.

It felt cold.

She was so fine,

so bright in the moonlight, so clean.

Like a dream.

And I had already been there.

The same moon, the same moon, the same street, everything similar.

Except one thing.

It wasn't Loretta.

Have you played this...

...little game long?

Following lonely women in the streets?

Tell me!

Tell you what?

What you already know.

Come here... Don't stay there.

Come here!

Come here, come!

That's it! Good...

Come on!

Come here!

Come on!

Come here, my friend.

Well?

You got him?

What's going on?

Where are you?

Who paid you?

Who paid you?

- A woman. - Her name?

Be... Bella.

The money!

The money!

Is that all?

To kill you, it would have been a thousand more.

I'm on parole.

I was straight with you.

Give me a chance.

What chance?

You... you frightened me.

You didn't leave?

Why didn't you leave?

You want me to stay?

You're staying?

You went out gambling?

Yes.

- You lost? - Yes.

- You've been drinking? - Yes!

In my jacket's pocket.

There are no matches.

A guy's life is not worth much.

Come on, have your money back.

No! No...

No...

It's not that serious.

You're not hitting me?

You're not hitting me? - No.

No.

You're too miserable.

Next time, don't pay in advance.

- It wasn't me. - What?

It wasn't my idea.

What are you talking about?

I can't, I can't.

- But I swear it wasn't my idea. - Of course, you can.

You can. Someone knows I'm looking for him and that I'll find him.

He'll pay for what he did to Catherine.

With your jealousy, your need for vengeance,

all he had he had to do is ask...

you've been used, you cunt!

Who is it?

Frank.

I knew it, of course.

Logical.

He only lacked the money.

I was crazy, I was crazy. I wanted you to suffer.

He knew it, didn't he?

He knew it?

- He asked for more, didn't he? - Yes, but I didn't have more.

He didn't tell you what you can buy for 1000. Where is he?

Where is he?

Don't worry. I'll find him.

Don't do this, stay here! You'll destroy everything.

Go, get on the streetcar. Go up there!

She's expecting you. She loves you. You're right. She loves you.

You must go go away from here. Don't come back. Ever!

Gerard...

Come here!

I don't deserve so much love.

Forget it. Here's a ticket. You'll forget.

I beg you!

I beg you, Gerard. Forget. A streetcar ticket.

She loves you. She loves you. You're right. She loves you.

Stop it, Gerard. You'll ruin everything. You're crazy!

Gerard!

Gerard!

You're here to party?

Look. Did you see the ring?

She can't get over it...

Any of you seen my brother?

We don't care about your brother.

Tell him how much the ring cost. He'll buy you a drink.

Tell them the news. Come on, say it!

I'm getting engaged.

The bride.

The fianc'ee.

To love.

To marriage.

To marriage! Go get fucked in the ass!

Did you see Frank?

Bitch!

I love you.

Come and see!

Look at what you did.

Look!

You scum!

Look!

Look!

Look!

You're crazy. You know it wasn't him.

You'd love it...

...if I was guilty.

I couldn't stand you watching me.

You almost managed to make me believe...

...that I did it.

You suspect everyone.

- You're crazy! - Come on, let's go!

It could be anyone.

You're crazy!

It's the street.

And you know it!

And you know it!

I'll find him.

Some day I'll find him.

I'll find him.

Some day I'll find him.

Some day I'll find him.

I'm cold.

You mustn't be.

Gerard dreamed of a white city,

of proper blinds,

of shaded lanes,

of invisible tennis games and soft lawns.

He could hear the fountains and the birds.

But this city frightened him;

he was afraid of not fitting in,

of that opening door,

and the woman waiting for him.

Bella.

I'm hungry

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