Jules et Jim Page #7

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They had created nothing.

Jim thought,

new laws are beautiful...

but it's more practical

to obey old ones.

We played with life and lost.

I don't believe it.

- You gave up your cottage?

- Yes.

We're living in France now.

We've rented an old mill

on the Seine.

We must see each other.

Drop in tomorrow.

Please tell me about Catherine.

For a long time,

I feared she'd commit suicide.

She had bought a gun.

She would say,

"So-and-so killed himself"...

like others say,

"So-and-so died of cholera."

She seemed to be in mourning.

She looked like she'd been ill.

She moved in slow motion

with a dead smile on her face.

Gilberte, this is my friend Jules.

Jim has told me so much about you.

I feel like I know you.

Does Catherine know

you've come to see me?

Yes. She's inviting you

for a ride in her car.

I'd like you

and maybe your wife to come.

- She won't accept, but I will.

- I've got to go now.

No, Jules! You can't wear a hat

like that, at least not in France.

Here. Take mine.

- Hello.

- Hi.

Come. It's over there.

She's in a good mood today.

Don't jar her.

Your place is beautiful.

Look at her car.

It's Jim.

Catherine smiled,

but she looked mysterious.

She took her white pajamas and

wrapped them in a neat parcel.

Jim wondered why

and then forgot about it.

They went for a drive.

I'm hungry. Let's eat here.

Albert, what are you doing here?

Getting some fresh air.

Besides, I live here.

- Will you eat with us?

- Sure, if we eat now.

- You got a date?

- Perhaps.

Please give me my parcel.

Good night.

She's done it again.

I didn't expect it.

I thought she'd use

a new leading man.

- Albert is an old story.

- He was perfect for tonight.

Leave her the car.

She thinks that in a couple, at least

only one person needs to be faithful.

- The other...

- I must go home.

You saw that I'm not living alone.

- I'm going to marry Gilberte.

- You're wiser than I am.

You've realized that when it's over

with Catherine, it's all over.

Gilberte will make a good wife.

She's very beautiful.

Jim recognized Catherine's car.

First he saw nothing.

Then he saw the car

weaving on the empty square...

like a riderless horse,

like a ghost ship.

What a night.

I made a mistake.

That life was dead for me.

It was a desert, Jim.

I kept looking for you.

Then come right away.

Lie down next to me.

Kiss me.

There's something I must tell you.

Say it.

I found a passage

you had marked in a book.

"On a ship, a woman made love...

to a stranger in her mind."

It struck me as a confession.

That's how you explore the universe.

I feel that curiosity too.

Perhaps everyone does.

I overcome it for your sake,

but you don't.

In love, I agree with you...

a couple is not ideal.

Just look around you.

You wanted something better...

by refusing to submit

to hypocrisy.

You wanted to invent love.

But pioneers must be

humble and unselfish.

Let's face it.

We have failed in everything.

You tried to change me.

I tried to spread joy,

but I've created only pain.

I promised to marry Gilberte...

but I can't postpone

my promise endlessly.

It's counterfeit.

I've no longer any hope

of marrying you.

Catherine, I am going

to marry Gilberte.

We can still have children.

How touching.

What about me?

What about me?

What about the children I wanted?

- You didn't want any.

- I did.

They would have been beautiful.

You are going to die.

You disgust me, Jim.

I'm going to kill you.

You're a coward. You're scared.

Jim was glad to see Jules and to

see that Catherine left him cold.

She tried not to leave them alone

and suggested a ride.

Jim agreed.

But where to?

Catherine drove fast

and carelessly.

Something was in the air,

Just like the day they met Albert.

They stopped in a caf by a pond.

- Now they're burning books.

- It's unbelievable.

Catherine found

you were easy to get...

and hard to keep.

Your love vanished and returned...

with hers.

I never knew those ups and downs.

Mr. Jim, I've something to tell you.

Will you come with me?

Watch us, Jules.

Jules would no longer dread,

as he had from the beginning...

her unfaithfulness

and that he might lose her...

since she was gone now.

Their bodies were found

in the river.

Jim's coffin was huge.

It dwarfed Catherine's.

They left nothing of themselves.

But Jules had his daughter.

Did Catherine merely

seek excitement? No.

But she had dazed Jules.

He was overcome with relief.

The friendship of Jules and Jim

had no equivalent in love.

They enjoyed little things together.

They accepted their differences

with tenderness.

Everyone called them

Don Quixote and Sancho Panza.

The ashes were placed in an urn.

Jules might have mixed them.

Catherine wanted hers

to be cast to the wind...

but that was not permitted.

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