Three Colors: Red Page #3

- Bowling?

Do you remember

that couple's conversation?

The boy and the girl?

I remember.

They were going bowling

that evening too.

You might have been

right next to them.

Perhaps.

You didn't like her.

I was right. It's almost over.

You seem pleased.

Did you do something to end it?

Yes or no?

Because of my eavesdropping

and my trial,

the girl met another man.

Ladies and gentlemen...

She's been all alone since then.

I asked my brother to go see her.

He stayed three days.

I'm going to England in a week

for I don't know how long.

I'm abandoning my mother

and my brother.

He's a little worse every day.

I shouldn't go.

Go. It's your destiny.

You can't live your brother's life

for him.

I love him.

If only I could do something.

You can:
Be.

What do you mean?

Just that:
Be.

Do you like flying?

Then take the ferry.

I've never taken one.

It's less expensive and healthier.

It's a good idea.

Do you like it?

Today's my birthday.

- I didn't know.

Thirty-five years ago today,

at about this time 5:00 p.m.

I acquitted a man. A sailor.

One of my first big cases,

and I was going through a tough time.

I've since realized I made a mistake.

He was guilty.

I don't think I have any more bulbs.

What became of him?

I did my own investigation.

He got married

and had three children,

and a grandson not long ago.

He's living a peaceful life.

So you did the right thing.

And you did it well.

Don't you understand?

You saved him.

Perhaps.

But how many others

could I have acquitted?

Even if they were guilty?

Deciding what's true and what isn't

now seems to me...

to show a lack of humility.

Pride?

Yes, pride.

May I have another drop?

Here's to you.

If I were ever taken to court...

you think there are still

judges like you around?

You'll never be taken to court.

The courts don't deal

with the innocent.

See that?

That's the sixth window

they've broken,

even though

the wavelength's been changed

and it's impossible

to eavesdrop anymore.

Where's the broom?

In the kitchen closet.

Put the stone on the piano.

Aren't you afraid?

I ask myself

what I'd do in their place.

I'd do the same.

You'd throw stones?

In their place? Of course.

And that goes for everyone

I passed judgment on.

Given their lives, their circumstances,

I'd steal and kill and lie.

Of course I would.

It's only because

I was in my shoes, not theirs.

Is there anyone you love?

Have you ever loved?

Yesterday I had a dream

I had a dream about you.

You were 40 or 50 years old...

and you were happy.

Do your dreams come true?

It's been years since I've had

a really pleasant dream.

Stay there!

I bought a ticket for the ferry.

I arrive in England next Wednesday...

at 7:
30 a.m.

Why the ferry?

That way I can visit

my mother near Calais.

I'll be there by 8:30 at the latest.

I'm happy you're coming.

Michel, tell me...

do you love me?

I think so.

You love me, or you think you do?

Same thing.

The battery...

Auguste!

Personalized weather reports.

I've tried calling for a few days.

I was sick. I'm sorry.

What will the weather be

on the English Channel next week?

Wonderful. Sunny, a slight breeze,

chilly in the morning.

Why do you laugh?

I'm heading there myself.

And beyond.

For your work?

No, for pleasure. On a yacht.

- It's nice sailing.

- Yes, very.

- Will you be closing?

- I'll have to.

Too bad.

It was a good idea. Good-bye.

We said not to smile!

We said not to smile!

Be serious!

Could you send

an invitation to this address?

Just one person?

Everything okay?

Have a good time.

- Anyone got makeup remover?

- Here.

Everyone noticed that guy.

I kept staring at him

during the whole show.

You came.

Did you know

the invitation was from me?

I hoped it was.

Did you look for me?

During the entire show.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

I wanted to say good-bye.

Good-bye.

I'd like you to tell me in detail

about that dream you had.

You were 50 years old,

and you were happy.

In this dream...

was there anyone else?

There was.

Who?

You woke up...

and smiled at someone next to you.

I don't know who.

And that's what will happen...

in 20 or 25 years?

Yes.

What else do you know?

Who are you?

A retired judge.

It feels like something important

is happening around me...

and it scares me.

Is that better?

I used to come here often.

Where did you usually sit?

Where I sat today.

That's why you couldn't see me.

One day, during intermission,

the strap around my books broke.

One large book fell

all the way down...

somewhere around there.

It was just before my exams.

I ran down immediately.

The book had opened to a random page.

I read a few sentences.

It was the question

they asked during my exam.

Getting out of the house

did you good.

It recharged my battery.

It was dead.

The storm.

Pretty lousy coffee.

I was wondering

why you told me about that sailor.

You know why?

Yes.

Because...

there was something much more

important you couldn't tell me about.

About the woman you loved.

She betrayed you.

She betrayed you...

and you never understood why.

And you went on loving her

for a long time.

How do you know all this?

It wasn't hard to guess.

What was she like?

She was two years

ahead of me at the university.

She was blond...

delicate...

radiant...

with a long neck.

Her clothes were light-colored,

and all her furniture was too.

In the foyer there was

a mirror in a white frame.

It was in that mirror one night...

that I saw her white legs

spread wide...

with a man between them.

Why...

did that happen?

Do you know?

That man...

whose name was Hugo Holbling...

could give her what she wanted.

They left.

I followed them.

I crossed France

and the English Channel.

I felt humiliated.

Until the day

she died in an accident.

I've never been involved

with another woman since.

Yes...

I stopped believing.

Or maybe I never met the woman

Perhaps I just never met you.

The story doesn't end there.

A while ago,

I was assigned a difficult case.

On the file was the name

of the defendant:

Hugo Holbling.

The same man.

He'd come back here.

I'm closing up.

Have you seen a woman

with some buckets?

The storm flooded

the wardrobe department.

If you see her,

tell her I'm upstairs.

You should have declined the case.

I didn't want to.

Back then I'd wanted to kill him.

And I would have,

if it would have changed anything.

But now...

he awaited my verdict.

He'd been building

a covered market that caved in.

Several people died.

I found him guilty.

It was a perfectly legal sentence.

After that I asked for early retirement.

Did you see her?

I'm always running after her.

Milana!

There you are!

Give me those buckets.

They're too heavy for you.

You seemed to like my pear brandy.

Thank you.

I have another favor to ask.

I'll be gone two or three weeks.

I'll come see you when I'm back.

I'd like one of Rita's puppies.

Will the fashion show be on TV?

Probably.

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