Nelly & Monsieur Arnaud Page #3

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You noticed.

For me|it's a sign of interest.

This is for Vincent Granec.

Who is it from?

Pierre Arnaud.

Oh yes. Come in.

- I'm bothering you.|- Not at all. Coffee?

No thank you.

This way.

I'd lost hope.

Have a seat.

I thought he'd given up.

I won't read it now.

I've heard this is your doing.|Thank you.

I'll see him in a minute.

Is it any good?

I don't have much distance,|but I like it.

A strange man, with two lives.

First devoted to the law

then to business.

And when will I have...

We can finish in a month but...

He's in no rush.

It's your company...|He's pleased with you.

Yes. So am I.

Don't feel rushed,|but it's planned for March.

This is the first of the series.

Keep it.

Have we met before?

I doubt it.

Just a feeling.

Put her on.

Hello, how are you?

Yes, I saw it.

That sounds good.

Can I have your number?

Sorry, that's too much for me.

Nelly, come here.

Let me introduce you.

My daughter Isabelle,|her husband.

Nelly, my patient helper|in my literary endeavors.

Did you see Granec?

You'll see, I'm more concise.|I learned my lesson.

I still have some corrections.

I'll let you work.

I'm staggered.|This is quite a move.

Is this man...

Are you liquidating everything?

It's painful, but necessary.

They've become a terrible|psychological burden.

You understand?

Do you, Jean-Marc?

But the Colmar Bible...

will you keep it?

I don't know. I doubt it.|It depends on the price.

And on the market.

How are you, Madeline?

Fine, ma'am.

Would you like a scotch?

I have to stop by the clinic.

We better get...

I forgot. I have something|for your son. It's in my room.

I've never seen him so worked up.

Making progress?

We are.

He's wanted to do this for ages.|It's an old frustration.

It's never too late!

Next he needs an audience.

Why not?|These books do sell.

And it keeps him busy.

You see him every day.|Does he tire easily?

Does he take his medicine|every day?

I don't know.

Maybe he didn't tell you,|but last year he had...

Heart trouble. Nothing serious.

Not many pills,|but he mustn't forget.

He seems fine to me.

An illustrated history of France.

You must remember.

It's chauvinism|with pretty pictures.

We'll leave you to your work.

Okay, children.

Goodbye... Nelly.

Come for dinner sometime.

Of course.

Call us.|I'm counting on you.

How odd. My daughter|is now attached to my books.

She's always preferred magazines.

You provoke her, don't you?

I am spoiling her inheritance.

How did you find her?

She's pretty.

They do a lot of sports.

You know, tennis, boating...

A summer house|on the Atlantic coast.

Do you go there?

I don't see them often.|This was their autumn visit.

And your son?

Never.

He lives in Seattle, has two kids|and works for Microsoft.

I'll be going. So long.

Tomorrow I'll bring a stationwagon|for the crates.

Perfect.

Is 8 too early?

No, it's fine. See you then.

What was I saying?

Your son.

The opposite of Isabelle.|He's unbending.

We agree on nothing.

We can't talk.

We ignore each other.

They're closer

to their mother.

How did it end with her?

You're curious today.

She's the one who left me.

You can understand...

Lucie and I once had|great fun together, then one day

I became a monster.

I must have been in an acute stage|of my ordinary misogyny.

I'm making progress.

Good for you.

Given my track record,|it's a question of survival.

Hello, Vincent.

It's Granec.

Really?

Thank you. That's encouraging.

It's thanks to...

Yes, she's here.

Okay, I'll put her on.

No, nothing special.

Yes, okay.

What time?

I'll see you later.

He invited me to dinner.

Yes, I understood.

Did you speak for long?

He's a fast mover.

But that's good.

Should I have refused?

Why?

I really did like it.

The paradoxes of a world|that vanished only recently.

And it's funny.

Did you know|it's his second book?

He didn't tell you?

A pamphlet on international law.|Very funny.

Translated into 7 languages.|Sold very well.

I intended to wait a few days,|but I had to talk to him, so...

So I... He must have been...

Surprised.

Me too.

Me too.

I didn't know|if you'd want to come.

Yes, I wanted to.

I felt you did.

So...

We always want to believe|it's mutual.

Don't think|I do this often.

It wouldn't matter.

Yes it would.

Your jacket.

It's nerves.

It's strange...|I'm sure I've seen you before.

Maybe we met|at some publishing thing.

Nothing like that.|I'd have remembered.

Where do you live?

Just above my office.

Thanks for calling me back!

You were supposed to.

No, you were.

Then it's a misunderstanding.

Maybe. Will you call?

You promise?

You come here often?

It's nearby. Good, isn't it?

Very.

Let's have another.

A half bottle, please.

In a bakery.

You saw me in a bakery,|near your office.

I was selling bread.

So you live alone...

I'll see you very soon.

I've met him only a fewtimes,|but he seems seductive,

audacious...

What did you do after?

He took me home.

And you spent the night|together.

It was nice.

Very nice.

I'm not asking for details.

I'm very sorry,|but I won't give in to jealousy.

Let's work a little...

For him, the perfect lover.

Where were we?

The shopkeeper|has offered you his daughter

''to distract me from his trial.''

Did you accept?

Be patient.|They were easily irritated.

I explain it all here.

Where are my glasses?

On the table behind you.

Are you okay?

Not really. Excuse me.

May I?

Where does it hurt? Here?

No, higher up.

Here?

To the right.

Here.

Do you want a massage?

Do you know how?

I'm told I'm good.

Take off your shirt and jacket

and lie down.

You don't have an osteopath?

He died three months ago.

I found an acupuncturist,|but he's on vacation.

It comes from here.

This is going to hurt.

Let her taste it.

It's older than you.

It's a 1961 .

There are more waiters|than customers here.

That explains the prices.

You saved my life,|so that ruled out MacDonald's.

You lied to me.

About spending the night|with Vincent.

Really?

If you had,|you wouldn't have said so.

You're the one who said so.

You seemed adamant, so...

Well I was wrong.

Do what you want|with boys of your age.

He and I serve different purposes.

I have no reason to lie to you.

And no desire to.

I feel free with you.

Be careful.

I know you're no saint.

But I never imagined|meeting anyone like you.

It's gone beyond work.

You're part of my life now.

Stop it...

We'll talk later.

He's a banker.|The Paris-Taiwan connection.

Yet a hard-line European.

It's odd. For me,|you're that young, naive judge.

I can't see you|as a businessman.

You're intrigued.

But I was one.

They say you were fearsome.

Fearsome? No more than any other.|No less, either.

But you made money.

A lot?

You don't regret it.

Not at all.

You mind my asking?

Once back in France,|I got one assignment, then another.

But it didn't seem real anymore.

That's when I realized|how utterly unimportant I was.

At first,

business was an escape,

then it became a game.

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