The Taste of Others Page #7

I just said I prefer people.

I don't always.

Well...

- The fabrics are really nice. | - Very nice.

- So you're happy? | - Very.

- You won't need me to... | - No, it's fine, I assure you.

OK...

- What did she say? | - She wants to settle there.

Now it's really over.

- What a stupid letter I sent. | - What letter?

I wrote her a letter saying...

"I'm not mad. Don't worry, | it happens to everyone".

- What's wrong with that? | - It was stupid! She used me.

I'm so naive. Moreno was right.

Forget tonight. Castella | is making me work overtime.

He wants to go out.

Something new.

- 18 X 9. | - That's big.

The front wall. | He already did a few sketches.

He has two or three | very good ideas.

- Hi. | - You can come to the studio.

We can bring them to the plant. | You decide.

- What do you prefer? | - I don't know.

- We can come to the plant. | - OK.

Ccile?

Sorry, Clara, but...

What would be good | about the corrugated iron...

I waited for you, Mr. Castella.

Really? I... I'm overworked | right now, and...

I can't take classes anymore.

- You could have told me. | - I forgot.

I have too much work. | I'll pay you what I owe.

Why are you stopping? | It's a shame.

Why is it a shame?

Because you were progressing.

Want to see the menu?

No, thank you. I have to go.

What are you doing?

- I'd like to walk by myself. | - Don't.

No, it's OK.

We can't leave you | alone in the streets.

You start like this, | you end up a doormat.

- That's absurd. | - He'll hold it against you.

The moment always comes.

I should keep my mouth | shut, obviously.

- Things would go much better. | - Then he's an idiot.

Don't do that, | just be more diplomatic.

She won't change. | He must be mature.

I'm always at his throat. | She's right.

I should let go of a few things, | ignore them sometimes.

But he's so conservative | that I can't help myself.

And I can't refrain | from seeing him, so...

Why do I always fall | for that type?

It's so complex, sh*t!

- You cleaned up, Manie? | - Yeah.

What are you doing now?

Nothing special.

How about a drink | somewhere else?

OK.

See you tomorrow.

Bye, Valerie.

That girl over there isn't bad.

Go tell her that | I'll buy her a drink.

- She doesn't want it. | - Why not?

She didn't say.

It depends if you'd | rather have a metallic panel...

above the entrance, for example.

The entire surface, | I'm not sure...

What I'm not sure about is if | I want to have it glued on.

I don't know if you want to have | it just above the entrance...

or if you want just this part...

I don't want the entire front...

I'd like it large, | as you mentioned.

OK.

24 francs, please.

- I'll take this. | - 31.50.

It's true. But I don't think | they're all like that.

You're kidding.

They're all very nice, | they promise the moon...

but in the end, these a**holes | just think about their money.

- The rest just sells papers. | - What do you do?

- What do you mean? | - What do you do?

You sit back | and spectate, it's easy.

You abandon everything, | then you criticize.

Change the world, | since you're so pure.

I'll get it.

- Yes? | - Is Manie in?

Nobody's home. | You know what time it is?

- She told me to stop by. | - She made a mistake.

What were you saying?

Where is it?

- What? | - The painting. Did you move it?

It didn't look good. | I'll put it somewhere else.

Where?

I don't know. | I'll think about it.

Listen. | That painting is... very odd.

- Let me watch my show, honey. | - I like it.

- Could I watch this? | - Why did you remove it?

I didn't like it.

- It doesn't go. | - I don't care!

I didn't choose one thing | in this house.

For once I like something, | and I can't have it?

Do you think I'm happy | in this candy dish?

I can't stand these pink walls | and these birdies any longer.

Where's Moreno? He's not home.

Let's try at Manie's. | He should be there.

Manie? Who's she?

I'll smash his face in, OK?

How are you?

Aah!

F***! It's every night now.

Yeah. But he's not well.

Stop!

- Are you OK, Mr. Castella? | - Yeah.

Yeah?

They broke in | and took everything.

- Does it sting? | - Not at all.

Didn't you have | a mustache before?

Yes. Finally.

Nobody's noticed.

Except my wife...

who thinks that I look weird.

No, I like it.

Is Clara a friend of yours?

She didn't notice.

She told you | I made a fool of myself?

When? Oh, yes, the other night, | having dinner at the bar.

No.

I made a fool of myself then?

No, I thought... I don't know. | What happened?

- My... my declaration. | - Of what?

I... I...

- She didn't tell you? | - She didn't say a thing.

- A declaration of... | - Pardon?

I wrote her a...

- Does it hurt? | - Yeah.

It's OK. It will go away.

I hope so.

Excuse me. I've got to go.

- You're leaving now? | - Yes.

- Could you tell Mait? | - Yes. I'll leave this here.

- See you tomorrow. | - Bye.

Blue is very nice here.

Very nice... because blue is...

- This is the one I really want. | - OK.

Yes, Mrs. Rousset...

our Head of PR, | thinks so also, and...

Sylvie, come see a second.

We won't tell her a thing. | Sit down, please.

- Do we agree on this one? | - Yes, this is much brighter.

- Truly. | - Yes, yes, truly.

- Have you been waiting long? | - Just five minutes.

I was with Castella. | It took longer than expected.

You're always with Castella.

What are you doing with him?

We have a project together. | We need to discuss things.

You found a gold mine. | That's nice.

Mostly for Benoit. He won't | have to worry for a while.

That doesn't bother you?

Not at all. | Why should I be bothered?

Perhaps I have | too many scruples.

And I don't?

You're taking advantage of him. | It makes me uneasy.

Absolutely not. | What are you talking about?

He enjoys Benoit's work | and wants a fresco.

- Where's the problem? | - Antoine, you know what I mean.

Don't tell me that | Castella enjoys Benoit's work.

Castella doesn't know anything.

He's spending his money...

and you make him believe | that you're friends.

I don't make him believe that. | I'm cordial, that's all.

He doesn't know anything, | but he likes his painting.

What can I do?

Why am I on trial here?

- Was the fresco his idea? | - No, but...

- I want some coffee. And you? | - Coffee.

How are you?

Guess who was in my bathroom | for an hour yesterday.

- Castella. | - Of course.

- Why "of course"? | - No reason.

We talked about him.

It was interesting. | I was touched.

What was he doing | in your bathroom?

You're not doing well, | Mr. Castella.

Neither am I.

I'm not well either.

Really?

It's tough.

- Want to talk about it? | - No.

No, I'd rather not.

Franck.

Yes, sir.

- Are you OK? | - I was thinking.

We sign in two days.

- Very good. | - Yes, it's good.

- So you'll be finished here. | - That's what we decided.

Good.

It must have been | very boring for you.

It was Weber's decision, | because of the insurance.

It wasn't really necessary.

Except the other night, | but you weren't there.

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