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Brasserie Romantiek Page #6
- 1994.
- We're talking about other things, Roos.
- You talked non-stop, about the stars.
And about... I don't know,
- The fact stars' light doesn't exist.
- Keep your voice down, Roos.
I wasn't really listening to you, Paul.
I was just lying in your arms,
listening to the sea.
It was the most romantic moment
of my life.
Then we made love in your first Volvo.
Yes, and the cops came along
and we got an 8,000 franc fine.
- That's right. September 1996.
- 1994.
- 1996. Where did it go, Paul?
- Are you going to be sentimental now?
You've slept with another guy.
PIGEON BREAS CHICORY, RED CABBAGE, OYSTER
- They want the main course.
- Almost ready.
- Can I do anything?
- Stay there.
I need room for
my plates, pans, everything.
- Kevin, hot.
- OK.
- Is it going OK?
- Yes.
You're doing fine.
Try this.
It could be a bit spicier.
Why don't you stay here?
- Stay with me? Come and live here.
- I can't.
I've got an 8-year-old son there.
He lives with his mum half the time
and with me the rest.
from school tomorrow.
- What's his name?
- Miguel.
Is this OK, Auntie Sis?
Yes, fine.
You can help serve the food.
Table 3.
I'm proud of you, pal.
I don't think... I can do it.
You're a lonely person, Walter.
You're the leftovers, the forgotten
sock in the washing machine.
- And she is your salvation.
- She just wants to...
I want to get to know her first,
go for a walk together.
- No, no, no, no walk.
- I want to take it a step at a time.
Like when you examine a rock,
you scrape it off layer by layer.
That woman wants a pneumatic drill.
Until you discover something...
- Something beautiful.
- Don't start. Eh? Don't start.
- Yes, but...
- Walter.
If you do that...
Then all our efforts
will have been in vain. Again.
I think... I just think...
What's that?
Think sex, Walter.
Think sex.
Here you are, madam.
Here you are. Enjoy it.
Tell me, Mia...
I'll be right back.
- Didn't you want to tell me something?
- What?
- Wasn't I going to be fired?
- Fired? No.
No? What's this then?
PASCALINE IS GOING TO FIRE YOU
- Oh yeah, Lesley, that's true.
- Oh, so it is true?
I've worked my arse off for you
for 3 years.
- You're always late, Lesley.
- Those five minutes!
- It's not five minutes.
- That's why I'm being fired?
Get on with your work.
We'll discuss it later.
- I haven't got time.
- I'm off after the dessert.
Think yourself lucky
I'm staying till then.
- Here you are.
- Thank you.
And for you.
Enjoy it.
- Lesley?
- What?
- What time do you finish this evening?
- Stop it, Mia.
- It's not because we're chatting...
- No, no, Lesley.
I really feel I know you.
- What sign of the horoscope are you?
- My sign of the horoscope?
- You're a Cancerian, eh?
- I'm a waiter, OK?
And I'm a bachelor.
And I've got my own problems, OK?
- The bill, please. We don't want dessert.
- Right away, sir.
How did we get here?
In the Volvo.
- When did you change?
- Stop it. You've had too much to drink.
- Oh, it's never your fault.
- I haven't done anything.
Haven't done anything.
You've never done anything.
You cut yourself off. You don't react
anymore. You're a wall.
- You're like a wall at home.
- Roos.
A wall I bump into every day,
that's what you are.
- A wall I smash my head against.
- Calm down.
You disgust me.
- Darling, something's going on.
- What?
That blonde woman...
She's choking, or something.
So she is...
Madam. Madam.
Watch out, watch out.
Make her bend over.
She's choking.
Come on, Mia.
Again.
- Do it again.
- Come on, come on.
- That's it. That's it.
- Again.
- Come on, Mia.
- Again.
- Are you OK?
- Sit down.
Alright? Get her a chair.
Thank you. Thank you.
Alright?
I hadn't spotted that.
Do you... Do you want some water?
She's choked on something.
Still no bill, thanks to
that stupid b*tch and her chocolates.
God, what an evening!
Bloody hell, what are you doing?
Have you gone crazy? Sh*t!
You drunk b*tch!
Roos.
Roos!
Waiter. The bill.
- Yes, I'm coming.
- Now.
Sylvia.
I realise you find me very attractive.
In particular sexually.
But I'm...
I'm looking for something else.
I'm looking for... love.
Love like in the Beatles' songs.
Love that lasts a lifetime.
Until I'm 64.
Or 94.
Love that checks to make sure a sock
hasn't been left in the washing machine.
- I'm Sylvia.
- No, no.
- Sorry I'm late
but I caught the train from Brussels and
there were problems with the engine.
No, no, no, there's another Sylvia.
Excuse me, there was a woman
at my table, wasn't there?
- No, there wasn't anyone there.
- You were talking to yourself.
No, that's not true,
I was talking to someone.
Excuse me, there was
a woman at my table all evening.
- I spent all evening...
- Calm down, Walter. Calm down.
- What's the matter?
- Lesley, there was...
There was a woman at the table with me
all evening, wasn't there?
Did you forget
to take your pills, Walter?
There, it's paid.
It'll be fine. Come on.
Roos. Stop.
Roos, stop, dammit!
Lunatic!
Roos.
Sorry. Maybe I...
Maybe you're right.
I'm not a wall, Roos.
I'm not a wall.
Pascaline.
What's your answer?
- Pascaline...
- How can you do this now, Frank?
How can you wait 23 years
to come back here?
And then ask me to turn my life
upside down in one evening?
Leave all this behind.
You can't ask that, Frank.
It's ludicrous. It's ridiculous.
What did you think? My plane's
not leaving yet, I'll go and ask her.
I haven't had a single second
- I should have come before now.
- Maybe.
I didn't have a ticket anyway...
Uh, I... It's economy, but...
Economy is OK.
Really?
Yes.
Oh, Pascaline.
Pascaline.
Dessert first.
The last sorbet quenelles,
then they're all ready.
That looks good.
Great. Well done. Thank you.
Oh, look who's here.
What? Haven't we left yet? Eh, Frank?
Was it nice? Did you enjoy your meal?
Was it upmarket enough?
Cos we've got a chef's hat.
14l20 Gault Millau.
We'll have a second one soon.
- Aren't I allowed to talk to your lover?
- Angelo!
- Did you enjoy it, madam?
- Yes, it was delicious, thank you.
Walter, say something, pal.
Sorry.
It's alright.
I thought...
Your mind was on other things
because... I was late, I suppose.
Yes, that's what it was.
I work as a seamstress.
What about you?
- You expected someone else, I'd better...
- You work as a seamstress?
Yes, letting down trousers,
taking in skirts, that kind of thing.
The trousers you've got on
are a bit too short, for example.
You know what they call
trousers that are too short?
They call them swingers!
What?
That was a joke.
Right.
Don't laugh
if you don't think it's funny.
But I do. I do think it's funny.
Oh, no! Paul, don't.
Bloody hell!
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