The Taste of Others Page #3

She's never home.

Strange.

But I'm not worried. | I trust her.

- And you? | - Me... nothing.

- Hi. | - How are you?

- Fine. | - Why didn't you call first?

When I called, you said tonight.

Yes, but, now... sorry.

Come in.

He turns toward me and says, | "How could I forget? "

It's funny, because at | the same time, I was thinking...

"How could I remember? "

- Here you go. 300. | - Thank you.

- Here. | - Thank you.

It's closing night.

Every time I'm acting | for the last time...

it's as if I'll never act again.

Given my age, | it's likely to happen.

What do we call a 40-year-old | unemployed actress? Redundant.

It's not the same for you. | You have talent.

Sure. What talent!

What's going on, Clara? | Are you depressed, or what?

Absolutely.

I don't know what to think | about my life anymore.

When you're 20, the uncertainty | and all that doesn't matter.

You have hope and lots | of imagination, and then...

But now I'm 40.

And I'm at the same place, | worrying about my rent.

As far as hope goes, | it's pathetic.

I'm alone. I have | two days to procreate.

Besides, I don't have | the father.

I don't want to go through this, | to find somebody.

It's too tiring.

You were a bit pushy, abrupt.

One has to be careful with | these people, you understand?

- The way you deal with... | - What about it?

Let's just say sometimes | you should be more diplomatic.

I never do or say | the right thing.

You're always correcting me. | It's like always being tested.

- You're a pain in the ass. | - I'm thinking of the company.

There are some constraints.

Things to do and not to do. | I must remind you of them.

- It's my job. | - I agree. I'm happy with you.

You're competent, | no doubt about that.

But why do you talk like | a government official?

Can't you talk | like anyone else? No?

What did I want to say? | See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

He's full of sh*t.

They graduate from | the Polytechnique and think...

I agree.

- Want me to drive you home? | - No.

Am I driving too fast? | I'm not even going 40.

But I'm not feeling well.

Your driving makes | me nervous, anyway.

I'm honest, | I always tell the truth.

Besides, it's dangerous | on these small streets.

Imagine if a child crossed, | or a dog.

Is this OK?

Yes, now it's OK.

Stop, Bruno!

- You scared me! | - You almost hit it.

What? Where?

Poor bird! | Oh, poor little bird.

He's shaking like a leaf.

He's probably traumatized. | He's shaking like a leaf.

We're in the middle of the road.

Hello? Yes.

Is this Mr. Castella?

No, she's not available.

She has her hands full.

She's holding a bird | in her hands.

A bird.

She found it in the road.

Because it... it wasn't well.

All right.

He said he'll be back | tonight at about 11:00.

I wished myself to hear you | in this place.

I'll hear no more.

And so farewell forever.

Forever...

Ah, my Lord, | reflect how harsh...

these cruel words fall | on a lover's ear.

In a month, a year...

how great our pain will be...

with all the seas still | parting you from me?

When the day dawns | and when the day will end...

while Titus seeks | his Brnice in vain...

and all day long | my never seeing you.

But how deceived I am!

Consoled of my departure | in advance...

he bids my absent days | untold remain?

These days so slow | will fly for him.

I will not have | many days, Madame.

My hope is soon | my sad renown...

will tell you were beloved.

You'll see that Titus | was unable to...

If it's true, my Lord, | why separate?

I talk not of a wedding now.

Has Rome condemned me | not to see you more?

Do you begrudge me | even the air you breathe?

- What did I do in Act V? | - It was wonderful.

- Wonderful, Clara. | - I never did it like that.

More pins in my hair | than spectators.

No, it was crowded. | It was perfect.

- Should I roll one? | - That would be nice.

Yes, come in.

- Hello. | - Hello.

Do you remember me?

I know you, but...

- The English lesson. | - Oh, yes. The funny methods.

My niece acts. | She's not really good, but...

- Who is she? | - Virginie Jerome. My niece.

Virginie is very good.

- She's a little... | - She's very good.

I don't like theater, | but tonight...

I can't stop crying. | That's stupid, but...

it was so good tonight, | you were good.

I saw the entire | second part, it was...

These closing nights | are painful.

- I don't like theater... | - Why did you come?

But, actually, | it didn't seem like theater.

Your acting is so...

You were wonderful. | Absolutely wonderful.

Tonight was magnificent, | just magnificent.

You saw the scene with Phenice?

Tonight there was...

a grace, a magic...

And Duclos was here.

- He finally came? | - He positively adored it.

He said he hadn't seen | a Brnice like that since...

Thank you, my Clara, thank you.

- He'll write you. See you. | - Yes, bye.

You... you really are...

perfect.

Thank you. | Excuse me, I should change.

Sorry. Sorry.

- Good-bye. | - Good-bye.

I've seen the show twice.

Who is he?

Shall we go, Mr. Castella? | What are we doing?

Mr. Castella?

What?

Let's go.

- Veh. | - The.

- The. | - Vuh.

- Vah. | - The.

The. Ah! The. The.

Yes, very good.

The. The. The.

Yes. OK. OK.

The. The. The.

That's OK.

The weather is nice.

The weather is nice.

You're not hungry?

No. I'm not hungry.

What?

I am not hungry.

Me am hingry.

Very low level...

- What? | - Nothing.

Nothing. Ah. Nothing.

- Nothing. | - Nothing.

- Nothing. | - Nothing!

I was working | with a tough guy.

His name was Turtle. | Chief Inspector Turtle.

- Like a turtle? | - Yes.

I liked the guy. A pain in | the neck, but I respected him.

You don't meet a guy | like that every day.

Anyway...

We were after a client, | untouchable, see?

Powerful. You look forward | to the moment you'll get him.

In this business, you're always | happy to destroy a guy...

who is above the law.

- And then? | - And then...

He was really above the law.

We busted our asses for months, | and it was over in one day.

Case over. | Everybody goes home.

Go have fun somewhere else.

The law... my ass!

- So you guys resigned. | - I did.

I did.

- Turtle, he stayed? | - Yes.

Turtle, he shut up. | Not a word.

I'm going to bed. | I'm exhausted.

- What time is your date? | - She should be arriving now.

- It's the girl from the bar? | - Yeah.

That's your way | of being in love?

I don't see why not.

You still | don't have news?

No.

Maybe she's like you.

Maybe.

- OK, I see. | - You don't see anything.

- Hi. | - Oh, hi.

- How are you? | - Fine.

Franck, this is Manie.

- Hi. | - Hi.

- You want something to drink? | - Coffee and cream.

May we have a coffee and cream?

- So, you're the bodyguard? | - Yes.

It's a cool job, isn't it?

No, not really.

- Oh, really? | - No.

I'll leave you alone.

Hello?

Excuse me? Hello?

You should go. | You don't have to wait.

I know. Don't worry.

- Excuse me, ma'am. | - Thank you.

- Do you know Bruno well? | - No, not very well.

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