Three Colors: Red
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- Year:
- 1994
- 99 min
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THREE COLORS:
RED:
Come here.
This is 320 04 86.
Leave your name and number
and I'll get back to you.
Valentine?
Valentine?
Are you home?
Are you there?
I'll call back later.
Michel...
I was having breakfast.
First it was busy, and now
the machine. Are you alone?
Yes.
- All alone?
- All alone.
The agency was on the line
about a photo shoot,
setting up a time.
When did you get back?
Yesterday.
I called, but you weren't home.
Our car was stolen in Poland.
They got everything:
passports, money, clothes.
So what happened?
A nice guy put us up.
The embassy gave us money
and passports, and we got home.
Michel?
I felt lonely last night.
What did you do?
I slept with your jacket
the whole night.
I wanted to be with you.
I can't right now, Valentine.
I know.
What's the weather like there?
Typical English weather:
It's pouring.
The sun's out now.
It's spring.
Where were you
when I called last night?
I took your advice and saw
Dead Poets Society.
- Great movie.
- I liked it a lot.
I'll call you tonight.
I'll be back at 7:00,
and I'll stay in.
Talk to you later.
- I miss you.
- Me too.
A big hug.
Personalized weather reports.
Hello.
Lose?
Take that out.
Take your sweater.
Put it around your neck.
Sleeves too.
- Like this?
Give me a profile.
No, don't smile.
Look sad.
Sadder.
Think of something awful.
That's it.
Sad.
Now it's coming! That's it!
Turn and six
and seven on the barre.
And one and two
and three and four.
Stretch and six
and seven and eight.
And one, pli,
and three and four.
Back and six
and seven and stretch.
Keep stretching.
Stretch your chin, your arm,
out to your fingertips.
Stretch your hand, your neck.
Relax through your toes.
Stretch.
I almost fell.
Excuse me. The door was open.
I'm sorry.
I think I ran over your dog.
Rita. A German shepherd.
That's possible.
She disappeared yesterday.
She's in my car. Alive.
I don't know what to do.
Would you like me
to take her to a vet?
As you wish.
If I ran over your daughter,
would you react the same way?
I don't have a daughter, miss.
Go away.
Don't close the door!
Everything's fine.
We stitched her up.
Otherwise just a few bruises.
She'll need some rest.
She's pregnant.
Will you take her or leave her here?
I'll take her.
We'll help you carry her.
Marc.
Are you alone?
Say something.
You hear that? I have a dog.
A dog.
I ran over her yesterday.
Michel, I'm sorry.
That wasn't funny.
No, it wasn't.
I knew it was a joke.
I could see you laughing.
You remember how we met?
I remember.
If I hadn't stepped out during
the break, we'd never have met.
That's true.
Valentine, return the dog.
I tried.
The owner doesn't want it.
Who is it?
I hear an alarm.
It might be my car.
It's my car.
Wait while I turn it off.
- I'm in a hurry.
- I understand.
Move.
Move!
They prefer these.
They'll be using the slogan
"A breath of life."
Which do you prefer?
I like this one.
Me too.
It'll be 65 by 25 feet.
Will people recognize you?
Like who?
Who are you thinking of?
Not you.
Bad sign, eh?
I think I know why I won.
Good-bye.
So long.
Back already?
The mailman delivered
some money for you.
- Who could have sent it?
- No idea.
Isn't that your brother?
Or someone who looks like him.
What a shame.
Does your family read this paper?
I don't know. Thank you.
Good-bye.
May I speak to Marie, please?
It's Valentine.
Will you see Marc soon?
Tonight, probably.
Tell him to call me.
As late as he wants.
I'll let you run around.
But don't run away, okay?
Promise?
There.
Excuse me. My dog ran away.
Call her. She's yours.
- Did you send this?
- For the vet.
- How'd you get my address?
- It wasn't hard.
You don't know what it cost.
It was 130 francs.
You sent 600.
Wait here. I'll get the rest.
What about Rita?
She's a very intelligent dog.
Take her.
- You don't want her?
- I want nothing.
Then just stop breathing.
Good idea.
Did you stop breathing?
If you don't come over,
you'll never see me again.
But today is Sunday.
Yesterday was Saturday
and we were together.
I can't talk right now, my friend.
We're about to have lunch.
I just ask one thing:
Don't call me "my friend."
Talk to me like yesterday.
Call me Pierre... or Pierrot...
or "my love."
Say "my love."
Let me go to another room.
- Pierre, I'm alone now.
- So am I.
Far from you.
I want you to come over.
I can't be alone!
Pierre, we agreed to meet tomorrow.
I miss you too.
You have to understand
- I don't want to!
I'm thinking of you.
You're naked in front of the mirror.
But for someone else, not for me.
I want to kiss you.
I lean forward...
and with my lips I touch...
What are you doing?
- I'm eavesdropping.
- What?
Listening in
on my neighbors' phone calls.
You shouldn't have turned it off.
It was getting interesting.
You don't seem amused.
- That's disgusting.
- Yes...
and illegal too.
Your 30 francs.
One minute, miss.
You feel certain you're right,
don't you?
Yes.
Then why don't you do
something about it?
Like what?
Can't I touch your scar
like I did
Go see that man.
Tell him someone's listening
to his conversations.
While you're at it,
tell him it's me.
I will.
It's that house there.
Hello.
- I'd like to see Mr.
- My husband?
He's upstairs on the phone.
Let me turn off the stove.
Go on in, please.
Have a seat.
He'll be right down.
Caroline, don't play around.
Daddy's talking.
I'm sorry.
I have the wrong address.
This is number 22.
Yes. I'm very sorry.
Don't mention it.
Have a nice day.
- Good-bye.
- I'll call you later.
You dropped this.
Well?
Did you tell him?
Would you like something to drink?
No, I wouldn't.
I only came back
I came back to ask something of you.
Stop doing this.
I've done it all my life.
What were you?
A cop?
Worse. A judge.
A judge?
Never seen a judge in person?
Would you like to try?
It makes a very nice sound.
I don't know if I was
on the side of right or wrong.
Here at least...
I know more or less
where the truth lies.
You have a much better
vantage point than in a courtroom.
People have a right
to their secrets.
Of course.
You didn't tell him.
What stopped you?
The fact that he has a nice wife
who's devoted to him,
and a sweet little daughter
who loves him?
Is that why you couldn't do it?
Were you seized by remorse
Maybe both.
Let me tell you.
I can eavesdrop on them or not.
You can tell him or not.
But sooner or later,
he'll jump out the window,
or she'll find out everything.
Someone will tell their daughter,
and their lives will be a living hell.
And what can we do about it?
You have nothing to say?
Does this remind you of something?
- Yes.
- What?
Say it.
A boy I know.
A boy you know who...
what?
Found out his mother was a whore?
Who found out...
he wasn't his father's son.
He was 15.
That man's daughter...
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