Camille Rewinds Page #3

You can sleep soundly now.

Listen to me.

We can't hear you!

It must be the acoustics.

Only explanation!

I don't want to anymore.

I give up.

Marlon Brando!

There's her.

Do you want to try out?

She wants to be an actress.

Coming?

No.

- Why?

- Because.

- Because what?

- Bad play.

- Liar.

- I won't act with you.

Act like it's not me.

Yes or no?

Yes.

Page 63.

"Enough comedy. "

- Enough comedy!

- What comedy?

You're the comedienne, not I.

- The knife.

- Never.

Don't make me angrier.

The knife!

Step forward... And you, back!

- What will I do with it?

- No idea.

I want to...

peel an apple.

Fulgence.

Leave me.

- Fulgence.

- Leave me.

For pity's sake.

For me, there is no pity,

no love, no compassion.

One word for you.

- Speak it.

- Just one.

So say it.

Calm down

if you want me to speak.

Give me that knife.

I beg of you.

If only for the love you feel for me.

Or the love you felt.

Drop the knife.

Pick it up and throw it away!

Damned knife!

Now you kiss Fulgence.

A make-believe kiss.

Come on, it was great up to now!

I feel as if I'm dying.

Am I so loathsome?

You'd rather die than love me?

We'll stop here.

You know the part.

I acted it before.

You're a godsend.

- Acting with you is great.

- I'm so glad.

I knew it. I was sure.

- Sure of yourself.

- Of you.

Will you remember

when you call me a ball and chain

and find someone else?

Now that's Eugnie.

Mean, jealous,

always hurt, never satisfied.

Yet she doesn't give up,

she wants more,

because she's in love!

We found our actress.

This won't end well.

I have a bad feeling.

A lamp.

I made it. It's for you.

Very nice.

You seem disturbed.

I found your note in my box.

"You were absent yesterday.

I thought about you.

Does anyone help you?"

It's not what you think.

I'm not a lesbian.

One day you asked

if I had family trouble.

Well, I do.

My mom's in the hospital.

Mentally ill.

She may never leave.

My dad is too selfish.

He can't raise a kid.

I asked around.

Parents can give up parental rights.

I'm sure mine will agree to.

And you can adopt me.

Your parents won't abandon you.

They...

love you. I'm sure.

You can't know.

You're not in my shoes.

- You don't live my life.

- True, but...

It's not possible.

So you don't want to?

Josepha, it's impossible.

You won't regret it.

Want to sleep over?

Yeah, I do.

I'll adopt kids later.

I'll have some too,

but I want to adopt.

But I don't know

if I want to have a kid first...

or start by adopting.

I'll live in the country,

grow my own vegetables.

If it doesn't happen, f*** it.

I'll visit with my daughter.

I'll have one.

Want just one?

I don't know...

I don't know... if it's my choice.

At this rate,

you won't ever choose your life.

Want to psychoanalyze me?

Sure thing.

First thing that pops into your head?

Does life destroy love

or does love have an end?

Is love hot air?

Imagine...

just for the sake of it...

if you knew

everything that would happen,

if you knew...

what would happen to you

and to everyone you know.

If you knew your life in advance.

What would you do?

I'd commit suicide.

Bullet in the head.

Here he comes.

Want to come to a party on Saturday?

I have other plans.

Madame...

You want to come?

Do you?

And you?

- Is it still no?

- It's no.

Josepha.

- Vincent.

- Louise, Alice.

And Miss?

Romy Schneider in crisis mode.

And in real life?

Camille.

Vincent. See you Saturday.

You have another party?

No, it's that guy.

Her name is Camille.

She said she won't come

but I think she will.

I won't do the play

but I'll do it.

But I won't go to the party.

Your analyst says

go to the party.

You've chosen to go it alone.

Stay in the group.

You're all wrong.

We choose our lives

every second of the day.

Think you're stronger alone,

smarter alone?

Alone you reason poorly.

You're weak.

Come to the f***ing party.

Can I talk to you today?

- You like sangria?

- Yeah, a lot.

I like the color of your eyes.

That's 10.

Lovely conversation.

Charm her first.

- So?

- He's seeing her home.

- She wants that?

- Can't say.

You want that?

I know what happens.

On the way he says

"Next lamppost I kiss you. "

He won't do it. Twice.

But at the third lamppost...

he'll kiss me.

You don't have to have sex.

She doesn't have to.

So what if he walks you home?

He's cute.

Maybe she's scared.

We'll follow behind.

I have to avoid him.

I know it.

Like him or not?

I like him!

Okay, one more kiss.

Then I'll quit.

What did she say?

One more kiss, then she'll quit.

Next lamppost I'll kiss you.

- Think so?

- You'll see.

I almost kissed you.

Did you feel it?

Maybe.

There I thought so hard

of kissing you

I forgot to do it.

Chaperons fast behind.

They'll go away.

Is she a medium?

She's making fun of us.

Inviting us to the show!

Should we clap?

- Maybe she's in love?

- She lost it!

I can tell

he'll screw things up among us.

Yeah well

I wish I were in her shoes.

You're madwomen.

Sorry, I prefer to stay sane.

Later, madwomen!

It's here.

Can I...

I have to be careful.

You have to be careful.

If I kiss you,

I'll never stop.

If you kiss me,

you'll never stop.

If we make love,

I'll get addicted.

If we make love, you'll get addicted.

You'll become my life

and when you leave...

I'll be devastated.

My life will be ruined.

I'll become your life

and when I leave...

you'll be devastated...

Stop.

It's not funny.

I'm not in love with you

anymore.

- Because you were?

- Yes, I was.

Really?

I didn't know.

- In another life?

- Exactly.

- Explain.

- It would serve no purpose.

I want to meet others guys.

Learn to live without you.

What do I do?

You leave.

It's better this way.

I swear it is.

- You're crazy.

- Yeah, right.

Get going.

- Hit on other girls.

- You bet I will.

What's going on?

Why do you all look depressed?

I can go tell him off.

I broke up. Fair game.

- Have sex?

- We did nothing.

Come on, we saw you.

We just kissed.

Now it's over. I broke up.

- He's eyeing me.

- He's a sophomore. A baby.

Think he's taken?

Looks like a virgin to me.

- I'll ask him.

- I dare you.

How are you?

Fine.

I saw you staring.

You're not very discreet.

You don't like it?

I do. On the contrary.

There you go.

You seem into me.

You want to have sex?

Don't want to?

I don't know.

I need to think it over.

This is happening too fast.

Think it over and get back to me?

Can I run normally, to think?

Go on.

Can I talk to you in private?

I thought it over. Okay.

Cool.

When?

Later, at my place.

My mom won't be home.

Want the address?

Amazing. I'm impressed.

It's hot here.

Burning hot!

Want to take that off?

Is that why the heat's on?

To make girls undress?

Not bad... not bad at all.

Take off your sweater.

Take something else off then.

You're handsome.

I don't know...

Under the covers?

It's so hot.

Your skin is so soft.

And your ass.

Nicest I've ever seen.

Please keep quiet.

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