Pauline at the Beach Page #5

Did she find that guy?

Do you care?

You asked me where he was.

I don't give a hoot!

The kid was worried.

They had a date.

Shouldn't worry about guys.

Is she his sweetheart?

You didn't know?

I don't know him.

Well, vaguely.

-Vaguely?

-What are you saying?

No, nothing.

Do you know Henri?

His buddy? Maybe.

You a cop?

His fiance says

she caught you with him.

With Henri or Sylvain?

Sylvain. That's what she said.

I don't care what she says.

So it's true?

Who cares!

Only the truth hurts.

Then it's a lie?

None of your business.

I don't know you.

Anyone who gossips about me...

I'll get my fianc

to beat him up.

I've got a fianc, two even!

One here and one in America.

They don't let people

badmouth me!

But they let you chase guys?

Me, chase guys?

You nuts?

I can have as many guys

as I want!

But I only like 'em

real handsome.

Then you like Henri?

He's not bad. But I never

chased him or anyone else.

The girl heard

you were with her guy.

Who the hell told her that,

the blonde?

Yes. Is it true or false?

False, of course. Can you see me

with that little kid?

So you were with Henri?

Quit prying!

That chick made it up!

I wasn't with anyone.

Who were you with

in Henri's room?

I was never in his room!

Who told you?

Who were you with?

Who told you?

The girl? How could she know?

I was behind the house.

I saw you.

Bunch of cops! Maybe I was

with Henri. So what?

Do you have to broadcast it?

Think of that poor girl.

I don't want to upset her.

So he told you to go

into the bathroom...

and pretend you were together.

He said nothing.

I went in there.

So I wouldn't get caught in bed.

I hate that!

And Sylvain?

He pushed him in.

I didn't know why.

Now I get it!

She saw us through the door.

What could we say?

I was ashamed.

I was blushing.

I was only wearing a towel, my

swimsuit was drying downstairs.

So he got off scot-free!

I don't like doing

that kind of favor.

I don't like being used.

Is she your sister?

Who? Marion? Well, yes.

I thought so.

You won't tell her?

No. But I'll tell

the young girl.

Her guy'll tell her.

She your sister, too?

No, a cousin...

my cousin, that is.

It's none of my business...

but I'd say

they keep bad company.

They're cute,

especially the older one.

Too bad you're her brother.

You'd make a nice couple.

Are you free tonight?

Tonight?

It's my last day.

I want to celebrate.

All my pals have left,

except my fianc...

but I see too much of him.

No, thanks, I can't.

On me! I have money.

No, really...

'Cause I'm a peddler?

You're crazy!

Tonight...I'm...

invited to my cousin's.

Too bad. I'll find someone.

Have a nice time.

Have you seen Pauline?

I think she's at Henri's.

It's not the time to explain.

I've nothing to explain.

What did you tell them?

We shut up and you talk!

I didn't say anything.

Then your chick did?

Pierre did.

That guy?

What does he know?

He was behind the wall, spying.

He saw her in my room.

He saw her with you,

not with me!

He only saw her.

Which suits me fine.

Not me! I won't take the rap.

I told Pauline

the girl hustled you...

and you turned her down.

You bet you did.

You're a real bastard!

We're young, so you use us

to get what you want.

That's disgusting!

Where do they live?

You don't know?

Three miles up in the hills.

Go ahead! Be my guest.

Where exactly?

Well, I know how to get there

by car...let's see...

I'm warning you...

by tomorrow, Pauline and Marion

will know it all.

Tomorrow's different.

Some things

one must break gently...

Did he break it gently

to Pauline?

Just because one girl's crying,

why make both cry?

But the wrong one's crying!

It doesn't matter.

I really don't get you!

You've got a fabulous girl...

and you mess around

with that bimbo?

I guess I'm not prejudiced.

And that bimbo

is a real turn-on.

Maybe to old guys!

Thanks. OK, so I'm old.

Listen, all my life I've loved

and been loved.

Now I'm fed up.

I'm resting.

I'm through with passion.

Marion annoys me.

Then don't chase her.

She's chasing me! And one can't

pass up a girl like her!

You don't give a damn?

No, I like her...

I'm even fond of her.

But I hate making people cry.

In fact, I'm too nice.

It really gets me into trouble.

I hate seeing you so sad.

I shouldn't have told Pierre.

I'd rather know.

And I'm not that sad.

I liked Sylvain,

but I wasn't really in love.

I didn't like him.

To each his own.

You took the first comer.

What about you?

Let's not argue.

But you could have done better,

even here.

To get some experience.

Do you know who I mean?

He's old!

He's young and handsome.

Some girls my age like adults.

I don't.

Pierre's very nice to me.

I don't mind him, but...

I wish you wouldn't talk

about him like that.

But I'm flattering him.

He's very attractive.

You take him.

You'd be great together.

Maybe.

But love can't be forced.

To me he's a little boy.

To me he's old. As old as Henri.

But nicer and better looking.

You see...

I can't convince you

to love him...

and you can't

convince me either.

Everything bad you say

about Henri...

and that I already tell myself

won't make me drop him.

Like what?

I don't know...

That our love is impossible.

That I'm mad to fall for someone

who lives so far away...

who loves me less

than I love him.

Even though...

I think he's hooked, despite

his pretended indifference.

I feel my love is so strong...

that I'll make him share it,

if I'm given enough time.

I want to make him really

fall in love.

So that if I suffer,

he will, too.

Why make him suffer

if you love him?

In love, one must share

everything...

pleasure and pain.

You say that love

can't be forced...

yet you want to make him

love you.

Love me more!

But I'm sure he's more in love

than he lets show.

Who's there?

Telegram for you.

I have to be in Paris

this afternoon.

I'll come back by train

tomorrow.

I'll drop you at the beach.

Pierre or Henri

will bring you back.

I don't want to go.

How are you?

You didn't come today?

Marion had to go to Paris.

She left you alone?

She could have driven you

to the beach.

I didn't want to see

anyone today.

OK...I'll go.

I wanted to apologize

for yesterday.

You were right to tell me.

Your friend must be furious.

Henri must've told him

you talked.

You didn't?

No. He showed up

as we were leaving.

What? You haven't

talked to him?

I don't want to see him again.

That's terrible!

It's Henri

who was with the girl.

Henri? You saw her with Sylvain.

So did Marion.

Henri fooled us all.

He's diabolical!

He pushed your friend

into the bathroom with the girl.

Sylvain agreed to it?

He didn't dare speak up.

I doubt it.

How do you know?

The girl told me,

and it makes more sense.

Have you seen Sylvain today?

He wasn't at the beach.

Neither was Henri.

Maybe he is now.

Shall we go?

No one.

Let's go to Granville.

He must've gone sailing

with his dad.

Let's check the port.

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