Pola X
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- 1999
- 134 min
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The time is out of joint!
O cursed spite
That ever I was born
to set it right!
Mr. Valombreuse...
Hi, Fred. How's it going?
- That's life!
Pierre?
No, someone else...
I hope it fades fast.
I hope it doesn't...
Yes, Marie.
Me too, a very deep sleep.
This afternoon...
You'll be there?
Me too.
She sends her love.
Hurry up. Must I stay dirty
because you're in love!
My poor, poor little brother.
I'm waiting.
This colour's gloomy.
My love...
Look!
Who is Aladin?
"In the Light"
The novel of a generation
- Augusto!
- Hello, Pierre.
- Okay?
- Yes.
Marie!
Hello, my sister.
Hello, my brother.
You're careful
on your father's bike?
With myself or the bike?
Both of you!
He was so fond of it.
You're handsome today,
my brother.
Is it love?
I love you.
Yes, but what if I'd been born
"deformed"?
No, stop it! Stop!
What was it?
I don't know.
No one... A breath...
That happens. Are you worried?
It's happened several times
recently.
You didn't tell me.
Probably one
of your countless suitors...
A coward!
I don't like it...
My sister... Best to accept
life's little mysteries, isn't it?
The huge rock rested on its corner,
A breath taking sight!
He call edit the Terror Stone
for he had never had the courage
or rather the mad imprudence
to crawl into the gap,
The saurus
recklessness
...the mad recklessness...
You seem absorbed.
Oh, family papers...
I want things in order
before the wedding.
We'll have to see our lawyer
about your father's estate.
If you like.
Why did he keep everything?
The cellar's filled
with boxes of papers.
From when he was a diplomat
in Eastern Europe?
Remarkable accounts...
the horrors he witnessed...
the people he knew, helped...
saved in some cases.
Would you say he returned...
transformed?
I was waiting at the station.
I could see he had changed...
but no, he hadn't...
For if he had,
I don't know what I'd have done.
I'd decided to spend
my life with that man, so...
he couldn't change.
It's odd to realize
that at 23 I'd understood
what a couple has to be.
What's on your mind?
Him... You... The two of you...
Me...
The three of us...
Don't I get a last cigarette?
No.
I love to smoke.
How's the relationship
between you?
Lucie?
Physical?
Fine, I think.
She's... like a child.
What is it?
My love?
I'm at my computer.
How did your Classes go?
Yes, he replied,
a young, irrevocable love,
Then, everything
will fall into place, A couple!
This meadow
has seen the three of us grow.
He's back, you know.
Thibault?
I had a letter from him yesterday,
a very generous letter.
I didn't get one.
You'll have to see him.
Of course, I'll see him.
What's the matter?
Is it Thibault?
My Lucie... Tell me.
Tell me more about the dream.
Your new dream with the face.
The face?
I've told you everything
I remember.
You haven't told me
the whole truth, Pierre.
I can sense that. It scares me.
This face... who is it?
I'm not hiding anything.
The girl doesn't exist.
She's ageless...
She comes from
who knows where...
It's a face.
Not even... I couldn't draw her.
Long hair, dark, tangled...
A wanderer...
A presence, a breath...
And she just appeared
in your dreams, a few weeks ago?
It's hard to believe.
What can I do?
I should never have mentioned it.
I was stupid to think
love shouldn't keep secrets.
Never say that!
If I thought you had secrets,
it would be over.
Swear you'll never hide
anything from me.
Swear, Pierre!
Stop it, Lucie!
I've missed you too, Thibault.
The "three inseparables", separated.
Two plus one.
But it's my fault,
I took that job far away...
Far from you both...
"We shall never be as we were."
Why do you say that?
We'll see.
How is she?
- Well, I think.
- You think?
And you?
We're getting married.
I'll be your best man, I hope?
Much more than that, I hope.
A brother, cousin...
as you've always been.
A pack of lights, please.
You know, Chicago's one of
the world's biggest stock exchanges.
I may move back for good
in January.
What's wrong?
There's a weird girl
with long, dark hair,
sort of spying on us.
Behind me?
Look.
See, she's running off.
Strange...
For now, I'm moving into
Aunt Maxine's Paris apartment.
There's a floor free
if you and Lucie want it.
Thank you.
Thibault, excuse me,
I have to check something...
That girl.
- That girl?
- Yes, I'll explain.
Come and see us at the chateau.
I'll call you. I'm sorry.
Perfect.
my brother!
The whole world?
Lucie, Thibault... and I.
My phone's on the blink.
I had to go to the hospital
for a few stitches.
The bike skidded, it's nothing.
Skidded?
Believe me, it's nothing.
On the phone,
he mentioned a girl...
Some vagrant with dark hair.
Apparently, you followed her.
Yes... No...
I just wanted...
You're mumbling, brother!
Explain.
Do you remember,
about a month ago...
We were walking home one night.
going through our trash...
She ran off when she saw us?
So?
I think I saw her today.
Her?
But that's absurd!
How could you know?
A silhouette, in the dark!
I know.
Why did you follow her?
No reason...
To see... But she had vanished.
It's absurd!
Again? I'll answer from now on
if you want...
Why, you think it's for you?
Why, no... I...
My love...
I was about to call you.
Ah, Thibault told you...
Face, I know at last
whence you've come!
But why you, a specter
seen in the night a few weeks ago,,,
Do you know
what time it is, Mister?
I woke up exhausted.
I don't know why.
I'm here.
I know.
We're due at the club
in half-an-hour.
Marie, I don't think...
You can't leave me
with all those men!
Okay... I'll take a shower
and meet you there.
Promise?
We've seta date for the wedding,
September 6,
So soon?
Why not?
That leaves us enough time,
All right... Fine...
Well,
aren't you eager to call Lucie?
Yes, but I'd rather tell her
in person. I'll go now.
But,,, there's no ferry now!
I'll take the bridge!
Excuse me.
Don't be afraid.
I want to talk to you.
I saw you the other day...
I won't harm you.
Wait!
Who are you?
Who are you?
Pierre...
Come near to me.
You know my name?
You are not the only child.
You must believe me.
I am your sister, Isabelle.
What's this lie?
My life...
You must know.
How it Started?
I not remember.
Had I father, mother?
No.
Always, I was alone, alone.
I see old house,
black, wicked house.
Where? What country?
I not remember.
My hands always cold...
me very little
and house very big.
Outside, the forest,
with trees twisted like this...
I very afraid of those trees.
Never, I see a person.
Only old man and old woman,
like ghosts in the house.
They give me food
but say no words to me, never.
So, I was alone...
alone...
After, man from France come to us.
He speak to me...
but I not understand
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