The Last Day

THE LAST DAY:

Pardon me?

Got a cigarette?

Sure.

I forgot mine.

Thanks.

Well...

goodnight.

Goodnight.

Seems to be lifting, could've eaten outside.

- It's freezing. - Thinks it's July.

Simon called.

What time?

About 9:
30.

Could've told me.

I am telling you.

Misterwas awake, so he called.

That phone in the corridor's a pain.

I've said that foryears.

- When does he arrive? - Doesn't know.

Today, tomorrow. His usual mysterious self!

- He has workto do. - Like to see it.

So would I.

Try his studio.

It's roach infested.

- Ever seen his work? - Call that work?

I call it hot air, not a livelihood.

Never begs from you.

No, like yourself, he'd die first.

Don't start again.

Think I'm a fool?

I knowyou're paying his way,

when he could easily get ajob.

But I'm too dumb to understand his ''work''.

You don't understand because

you won't tryto.

You won't suffer, so you do nothing.

Your plates...

In we go...

Come along.

Leave your stuff, I'll prepare the room.

Sleeping in the same room?

I dunno.

Well, work it out.

Hungry?

Yes.

You sleep naked or in a T-shirt?

In a T-shirt.

What's that smell?

I love it, it's so evocative.

Maybe the wood.

Can you help?

Who's that in the photo?

- Which one? - The big one.

- Me. - The state ofyou!

The hair and all...

- My Jim Morrison look. - A bit off!

Gonna help?

Who's he? Is that you?

No, that's...

my brother.

He died before I was born.

Careful, it's hot!

- Garlic? - I knewyou were coming.

Not true.

- Says who? - She was waiting bythe phone.

Not at all.

Maybe I call every day unknown to you.

- Offwe go! - Alice...

He calls on the sly, he ghosts around,

travels by UFO, and may be

a real-estate king!

Sorry, I don't feel well.

What's up? Can I get you something?

An anxiety attack.

I think I'll turn in.

See you tomorrow.

- It's delicious. - Not overdone?

It's missing something.

Yes, a bit bland...

Everthe kind word.

Never knowwho we might hurt.

- Or be hurt by. - Meaning who?

- Feel under attack? - Not at all.

You don't show it.

- A madhouse. - Simon told me.

What are you studying?

Studying? Like Simon.

Meaning?

Exactlythe same thing.

Not exactly.

In first yearyou don't have life drawing.

What's life drawing?

You have to draw a model

who poses on a podium...

For 10, 15, 30 minutes...

sometimesjust 10 seconds to capture the...

- And who poses? - Who poses?

It depends... Kind of odd-looking girls,

not too pretty, kind of plump.

A bit like you, in fact.

You could do it, hear it pays well.

I met Mathieu the other day.

Told him I was coming?

Of course.

Is this clean or dirty?

Let's see.

- Clean. - You sure?

Yeah. Leave it, I'll do it.

F***!

What's up?

Dammit!

F***ing thing!

I rinsed in cold water.

- How old are you? - 17. And you?

- 18. - Wouldn't think it.

Got some underwear?

I can't wearthese for ever.

Simon!

Askyour sisterto go along.

- Want to come? - Where?

- To the pub. - To do what?

To do what...

To dance, have a laugh,

fool around, get drunk, snort coke...

- You're offyourtree. - Well, have fun.

Can you wait a sec? I want to pee.

Keep an eye.

Thanks.

- Got a Kleenex? - No.

Wait here, I won't be long.

What are you playing at?

Been waiting half an hour.

This is Mathieu...

Louise.

Hello.

Can we go? I'm sick ofthis.

Coming for a walk?

I dunno.

A bit of sea air...

Do you good, you're so pale.

Have I a spot there?

Looks like a spider bite.

All across your shoulders!

Hold on.

What're you doing?

It stings, but It'll cure it.

Where's my raincoat?

In the barn.

Will she ever learn to shut a door?

And he to shut his mouth?

Where are you going?

Tojoin Dad on the boat!

What boat?

Your Dad and Gerard bought a boat.

Some notion from last year. Now it's done.

- He nevertold me. - You'vejust arrived.

Seen the mood he's in?

That's how he is.

He's not like that with everyone.

With Alice, it's different...

Yeah, so maybe if I attempted suicide...

Simon, don't start!

I'm not...

You've got your Mommy.

Your darling Mommy.

Lay off, Mom, I'm 20 years old.

Same thing.

Same thing...

Until we have kids parents

just don't get it!

Where are you now?

The bar?

End ofthe corridor.

Le Grand Large Hotel.

Marc...

Marie...

No kiss?

Have a seat.

- Didn't thinkyou'd come. - Nor I.

Whisky?

No. Yes...

- How do you find me? - Changed.

A lot or a little?

I can't say...

You haven't really changed.

I want you in my arms.

It's true.

Sillyfool.

I mean it.

So?

- What? - What's going on?

Nothing special.

No...

You resurface 20 years

on and all is normal.

You thought we'djust f***?

I didn't think anything...

All and nothing.

You speak like you write, well.

So they say...

I just felt like seeing you,

for a little while, just like that.

For no reason?

Sit down.

We can't see each other, ever again.

I have to go.

Don't ever call my place.

I'll call you.

You okay?

Fine.

I'll take a shower.

Bythe way...

I bumped into Mathieu.

At Chassiron...

He's teaching me to ride.

Neat, eh?

Yeah.

Any plans fortonight?

'Cos Mathieu asked us round

to the lighthouse.

Want to?

No, you go ahead.

I won't go without you.

I don't feel like going out.

Nowwe all kiss!

Nowyou two!

You can do better! A big French kiss!

Come on!

Bravo!

- Where are you going? - With Brnice.

Herfolks rented a villa in Biarritz.

You're so lucky!

Yeah, they invited me, as a birthday gift.

Some gift.

Not something you'd know about.

No, I frequent the wrong people.

Myfriends are broke, their parents too.

But they're great fun,

so my gifts are to myself.

Imagine ifyou'd to saythankyou!

Wise up, will you?

Holidaying with folks

always has its price.

Not at all.

Sure, last summeryou said

what a bore her motherwas.

Unlike some, I like to please,

notjust myself!

To please?

So you suck off herfather on the sly?

That's enough!

Saw an article last year on your exhibition.

I was real proud.

There were two photos you'd done.

But badly printed, all blurred.

They'd framed one across the forehead.

A kid at an airport, I think.

Don't you find something's changed?

Where?

Between us.

It's odd seeing you again.

Why?

Here, underthese conditions.

I mean, with Louise and stuff.

What's odd about it?

It's not like before.

A dead gull on the

balcony, it's all yucky.

What's going on?

I had a nightmare.

Really?

We were on this beach...

No, don't tell.

And it's so hot, with these T-shirts...

Not hot?

What's up?

I've a crick in my neck.

Like a massage?

Yeah.

Where are your parents?

In Paris.

What do they do?

They get by...

Myfatherwrites, books and stuff.

And my mother left a long time ago...

upped and left, overnight.

Without saying?

Saying what?

Why don't we make love?

You prefer Mathieu, is that it?

Not in bed?

What're you doing?

Taking a bath.

- At two in the morning. - Half-three.

Who was there?

Everyone, except you.

Martine's going to La Rochelle tomorrow.

Ifyou want to go, she's leaving at 11.

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