Friends Page #4

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- What shall we call him?

- You say.

Paul.

I can't have two children called Paul.

Michel!

No, I know.

There's only one name for him.

We'll call him Richard after your father.

- Richard Harrison.

- That's a lovely name.

I wonder why I'm so happy here?

I have to work.

I'm a man with responsibilities.

You're a child with responsibilities.

To you, from me, with all my love.

Thank you.

Paul, I haven't got a present for you.

Yes, you have.

To me, from you.

I wonder what it is.

- Open it.

- No! It's for you, with all my love.

Paul, it's lovely!

It didn't cost much.

I'd rather have this than

the biggest diamond in the world.

Come here and be kissed.

Open yours. What have I given you?

I think I'm going to be disappointed.

Oh! But you haven't got a present!

I've got the best present in the world,

only it hasn't arrived yet.

Look, this is for him.

He won't want that

until he's as big a baby as you are.

You've got a clock inside you.

- A what?

- A clock.

- Listen.

- I can't. You listen.

- It's a time bomb.

- Paul...

It is. It's going, "Tick, tick, tick..."

- He's going to blast his way out.

- Don't be silly. Listen again.

It's his heart. It's his heart beating.

He's alive. Someone entirely new.

It's beating so fast.

His head? My little son's head.

He's not very bright.

All he says is, "Tick, tick, tick."

I feel like it's always winter.

Can't be long now.

Not unless I'm peculiar.

We won't catch anything today.

Paul. Come on.

Michelle, is it coming? Wait for me.

- Sorry.

- What for?

False alarm.

That's all right. It's all in the book.

- Paul?

- Yes?

I want to do something.

- Not again!

- No, something else. I want to tidy up.

What's it all about?

I can do that afterwards.

- Is it coming?

- He's moving.

- Have you got everything?

- Yes!

I think the waiting's nearly over.

Michelle.

Michelle, tell me what to do.

I'm so hot.

Was it terrible?

Like toothache in my tummy.

Well, this time it's real.

- You all right?

- l'm all right.

Can you bear it?

Yes, I can bear it. Can you?

Yes.

- Have you got a cramp in your legs?

- A little.

Don't worry, it's normal. It's in the book.

Michelle.

Michelle!

Help me! Help me! I can't do it.

I'm going for help.

I'm going to fetch help.

Please, help me.

He's coming down!

Paul, where are you?

Pig!

- Where are you going?

- Nowhere.

- You all right?

- Of course I am.

You're at the wrong end.

Come on, baby.

Come on, you silly bastard.

Being bloody difficult.

I can see him!

I can see his head!

He's coming.

He's coming.

I've got him! He's out!

He's enormous.

Paul, is he a boy?

- I don't know.

- Well, look.

He's a girl.

I always wanted a girl.

- So did I.

- Go on then, do what it says in the book.

- Why is she crying?

- I don't know. She's just lying here.

Please, show her to me.

- Is she beautiful?

- I don't know.

Is she pretty?

She's beautiful.

She's so beautiful.

You know what to do?

I suppose we're doing right.

I suppose it's what we ought to do.

It's wrong if we don't.

Go on.

Hurry up.

I baptize you Sylvie Marie Helene.

Michelle Pauline.

Michelle Pauline.

In the name of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

- Sylvie Marie Helene.

- Michelle Pauline.

You always forget the last two,

and they're us.

To the future.

What is the future, Paul?

It's here.

- It's us.

- Always?

Until we're old enough

to get married properly.

It was properly!

Until we're old enough for no one to

say that we're too young.

- Can you wait for that?

- Yes. Can you?

I'll save up.

And in a few years,

I'll have a vineyard of my own.

And I'll be drunk all day long.

Idiot! And what about me?

Oh, you'll have a dozen babies

to care for.

Kiss me.

It's getting late. Time for Sylvie's dinner.

Police.

Can I help you?

Do you know this boy?

Yes, it's Paul Dupont. He works here.

You can see him in the morning.

It's your turn. Go on, she's lonely.

She's hungry. She takes after you.

Come on. There.

Paul?

Do you remember

when we first came here?

- Shut up!

- One whole year ago.

Do you remember?

If you say that again,

I'll wish we had nothing to remember.

Do you? I can't help it.

I want to remember everything so much.

You're too young.

You're not allowed to

remember anything until you're old

- and have got nothing to look forward to.

- How old?

- 30.

- Why, that's awful!

When I'm that, Sylvie will be 15.

Do you think she'll run away with a boy?

I hope so. I don't want to have to

support her forever.

So do I. If he's a boy like you.

You were an awful boy!

Do you remember the zoo?

Sorry.

- I'll send you to bed.

- Yes, please!

Then I won't.

Do you remember the first time...

The first time what?

- I shan't tell you.

- I remember.

You weren't very good.

I was going to say the first time

we went fishing.

You weren't very good at that either.

- I'm better now.

- You're very good now.

Shall we then? Go fishing?

Yes, please.

- Bye- bye, Sylvie. Bye- bye

- Bye- bye.

See you tonight.

- Goodbye.

- Say goodbye to Daddy.

Good bye.

Goodbye, you silly bastard.

Good bye.

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