Parlez-moi d'amour Page #4

He made me change.

He taught me so much.

I won't be mad at him for it.

It's no use spitting on the past.

Even so,

you can't stop that happening.

You mustn't ever forget

why you left

because it's always there.

Yes, I know.

I wish I could get it all out

but I can't do it.

He's my whole life.

How can you shake off your life?

It's the only one I have.

It's what has made me now.

It's like being cut in two

and I'm scared.

Scared of what?

Other people...

MyseIf...

You're you, Justine.

Stop thinking that's a bad thing.

I don't know who I am.

I know.

A little girl

sensitive to others' suffering,

with an absent father

who couldn't talk to her

and tell her how much he loves her.

A little girl who understood it all

yet never said

why she cried all the time.

She wanted to be understood

but we didn't have time,

so she looked for another father,

one who'd be more present

and she let him rule her life,

completely, blindly and entirely,

out of a sense of loss or for love.

Richard did what I couldn't do

but there's one thing he forgot:

that he didn't make you

and he'll never forgive you for that.

He can't help it. You're his.

He won't ever want to lose you,

less and less.

And men are either cowards

like I was

or egoists who steal

other people's freedom.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

Because I feel I must be guiIty

of something

and I want to apologie.

ad...

Where are you?

ad...

Hello, Richard. How are you?

Eusebi is running a little late.

He's sorry.

Forgive me.

- Can I get you anything?

- No, I'm fine.

Can I do anything for you?

- No, thanks.

- All right.

I'll come back for you

in a couple of minutes.

Richard...

I was sick of politics.

The situation has lasted 300 years

between Catalonia and Spain.

I'm tired of it.

Since the politicians fired me,

along with my programme,

I'm leaving.

I have no choice.

But our opera isn't lost.

It exists

and I'm sure that one day...

One day, everything vanishes.

I think that what has existed

exists forever.

I'm holding a reception

at home with some friends

and the violinist Elisa Luchetti

whom you really must meet.

She has trouble staying steady

on her high heels

but her fingers work miracles

when she plays her violin.

A real prodigy.

At 25...

playing the main theme

for a modern opera in Barcelona

was a fantastic boost for her career.

But it's all over.

- Something to drink?

- Please...

Are you Richard Turmel?

Good evening. Elisa?

elighted.

I'm very happy to meet you.

The circumstances aren't ideal.

I have a problem with the shoes.

Shall I hold you up?

- You're not cold?

- I like it.

I'd rather take off my shoes.

o you often walk barefoot

in the grass?

- You never catch cold?

- I haven't yet.

Hello, sweetheart.

Where are the boys?

Are they here?

Hi, Clementine. Want some candy?

Hello, Clement.

Haven't you got a kiss for me?

I wouldn't be scared.

I'd have umped from higher up.

Little ant, will you go

and see my father?

My father

will give you things to eat.

Tell your mother.

Get on!

I can't,

mum will be home from work soon.

Come on, it's not far.

- Where?

- My place.

I know where that is

but I can't come.

You ust came by for five minutes?

Five minutes already,

I have to go.

Wait.

I'm going to miss you.

Tomorrow afternoon, if you want.

- I'll call for you after 5.

- If you want.

I don't want to see him.

Why aren't things the way we think?

Mom!

You'll see your father this weekend.

Where?

He's calling for you.

To go where?

I don't know.

Maybe to your grandparents'.

Not grandpa and grandma's!

- Look in your pocket.

- What?

Let's go.

Come on, Jacob!

- I'm winning!

- Go, Jacob!

Where do we stop, mom?

Look, mom!

Okay?

Careful.

- Are you hurt?

- A little.

You're going to have a big bruise.

You stuntman!

I love you!

I love you too.

- Okay?

- Yes.

Are you thinking of daddy?

I miss him sometimes.

Is that all?

I can't remember the rest.

It'll be all right.

- Now's a bit...

- Now's good too.

Yes, it's good.

Let's carry on.

Want the paper?

She looks like you.

You think so?

She's beautiful.

She looks a lot like you.

They're asleep.

Everything's fine.

No, she's gone out for dinner.

o you want me to check on them?

I'll tell her you called.

Thank you, you too.

What are you doing for Christmas?

I won't see my daughter again.

TV dinner, a kiss on the cheek,

a wild old time!

How about you, Justine?

I'm going to my parents' place

for the first time in ten years.

I'm not the only one,

that's a comfort.

And you, Josee?

Parents, children,

the usual.

What about you, Amelie?

I'm going to go wild

with Clint Eastwood.

I'll see

all the irty Harry movies again.

What if we talked about love?

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