Modern Life Page #6

It's my little boy.

How old is he?

He's cute, no?

I adore him.

Where is he?

I think of him all the time.

He's my little lover boy.

Where is he?

With a nanny.

You lost custody?

Temporarily.

But I'll be getting him back soon.

He's all I have in the world.

Well, I gotta go.

What's Up?

Hello, Georges?

Where are you?

Elaine is furious!

I'll explain.

- You slept at your sister's?

- No, in a hotel.

Why?

If you want to spy on me,

come with me!

So, coming home?

I'm just leaving to catch my train!

Come on in.

Sit down.

Thanks.

I overcame my shyness

to come see you.

I've nothing much to say.

Doesn't matter.

You're really nervous.

You're making me dizzy.

Pig-tails are ugly.

You mean, I'm ugly.

Please, no photos.

What're you doing?

Why this photo?

Just a little project of mine

on vampires.

Totally silly!

Relax, it stays right here.

Wanna see?

You're funny.

You seem diabolical.

Diabolical?

Then why'd you come?

Because I'm always bumping into you.

Isn't that normal,

between neighbours?

It's my first visit

to one of these rooms.

I've seen students come and go.

They move

once they find a soul-mate.

Not me! Couples, what a drag!

Nothing nobler than love

that surmounts the everyday.

I loved you madly.

I didn't look at other boys

so not to be unfaithful.

I wrote you a letter.

Did you get it?

I slid it under your door.

So it was you

who wrote that crazy letter!

I didn't know, it wasn't signed.

I thought if you loved me

you'd have known.

Such a wildly passionate letter!

I know girls are crazy

but I just couldn't figure

who could love me that much.

You hurt me deeply.

And you love me still?

No. I was mistaken.

- I've something to reveal to you.

- Thought so.

God put you upon my path.

Great! Let's talk about God!

Why me? Why do I always

attract zealots of your ilk?

My ilk?

Wackos... crazies!

Because you call them unto you.

You're like a man lost at sea

hanging onto a life-raft

waving madly.

I don't believe in God.

I don't think we'd get along.

It doesn't matter,

you can call Him what you like.

I just want to take your hand.

Give it here.

- Why?

- Give me your hand.

I can't help you, I can't save you.

I can only say

your life is chaos and desolation

like for us all.

One day perhaps, you'll see

that to deliver yourself

from torment and be reborn

you must vanish

and raise your soul up to God.

I'll pray for you.

We're not here. Leave a message.

I'll call you back, bye!

It's me...

I wanted to hug you tight.

Who's speaking?

Jacques?

Yes... Who is it?

I'm downstairs, can I come up?

Who are you?

A friend of Ines's. I'm coming up.

No! I don't want to see you!

I'll call the police!

But you've been a bad boy, Jacques.

Why did you sleep with Eva?

It bothers me, Jacques.

Are you there?

It's me, Jacques.

Mister!

You live here?

- Where are you coming from?

- Sorry?

What're you doing here?

Just visiting a friend.

Miss Eva?

No... sorry.

Gertrude, it's me. You okay?

Sure. What's up?

You sound strange.

- The little one okay?

- Yes...

Can I come over?

I'm a bit worried.

Why? What's up?

I'm scared for you...

Let me come over.

Been drinking again?

No, not yet.

I just wanted to be near you.

Not possible. My folks are here.

Okay, I'll call back later.

Excuse me, could you go round

one more time?

Thank you.

Could you stop here?

I'd like to get out.

I'd an appointment... Didn't show.

Can I make a call?

There, on the right.

Can I call outside Paris from here?

- Of course.

- Thank you.

It's me...

So? What time do you get in?

I don't know.

Where are you? At the station?

No...

I'm still in Paris.

What the hell are you doing?

Having a drink in a fancy hotel.

Want to join me?

I'm in no mood for jokes,

I just want you home.

Saw the doctor?

You haven't even told me.

Don't fancy joining me

for a night of love?

No, just come home.

Go take your train.

If you hurry,

you might catch the last one.

He who lives without folly

is not as wise as he thinks.

I intend to finish my drink.

See you later, my love.

Marguerite, nothing to say to me?

Yes, I'm sure I have.

Then, go ahead. I'm listening.

I'm listening.

I've been called by God.

Sorry?

Can you repeat that?

I didn't quite hear.

What's up?

Why do you talk to me like that?

What's Up?

That's for you to tell us my dear.

Why do you no longer go to school?

Your principal called, you've been

seen wandering the streets.

Everyone's worried

about the strange state you're in.

I'd like to know what it is,

this strange state...

Explain yourself!

I'll not let you away with this.

Away with what?

How can you judge me?

I refuse your laws, your injustice!

I refuse your condemnations,

your sermons!

I'm not of your world! I don't

love you, as you never loved me!

Down with tyranny, with fascism!

Return home, this instant!

I'm scared...

Let go!

Won't you come home?

I won't hurt you.

I've never hit you, Marguerite.

I don't want to be afraid of you.

Is that Andy Hellman

who just came in?

Yes, Madam.

Mr Hellman would like

to buy you a drink.

But it's Mr Hellman...

Who gives a damn!

Must be really in love

to suffer together like that!

Hey. got a light?

Me too, I wanna run!

Wait for me!

Look at him go!

- Got a light, guys?

- No, sorry.

Sure, you're sportsmen! Me too!

That's the man's.

Oh, silly me.

I'd like to invite you for a drink.

It was you I wanted

to invite earlier, but I messed up.

Well...

I'm not sure.

Excuse me.

I didn't quite understand earlier.

Sorry?

Why not join me for a drink?

Isn't the evening tiresome enough

as it is?

Always so mysterious?

Excuse me?

Forget it, we don't have to talk.

Sorry, but I've nothing to say.

Fine, I don't like people

who make conversation.

Why'd you ask me over?

Don't like being alone?

Doesn't bother me.

It's more you who seem alone, no?

No, not really.

I'm waiting for someone.

Think they'll come?

Being famous like you,

isn't it easier to meet people?

Yes, in general it's easier.

But meeting people like you,

that's difficult.

- What do you mean, like me?

- I don't know...

Melancholic, evasive...

A little mad at everyone?

What's your name?

Claire.

So tell me the truth, Claire,

what're you doing in this bar?

I've a train to catch.

A train to catch?

So, you're a traveler?

No, I live in the provinces.

What're you doing here?

I came to see someone.

Your meeting?

I've no meeting.

I just said that to be left alone.

I wanted to go unnoticed.

I hope I'm not bothering you?

No, not at all.

I'm happy to meet you.

I like you as a singer.

In one song you say

we all speak of the same things:

love lost, love sought,

failures, betrayals...

It's a bit simplistic.

No, not simplistic, true.

So Claire, what do you do in life?

Nothing much, but...

I'm busy.

I used to live in Paris,

I worked as a music teacher

in a local conservatory...

Then I met my husband

and we moved to the provinces.

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