Time to Leave Page #3
I received your letter.
So?
Do you find it ridiculous?
No. It moved me.
It was good for me.
That's great.
You know Sophie, I'd like to come and visit you
but I don't quite have the strength lately.
Working too hard?
Yeah, that's it.
I understand.
I'm already very happy that you called.
I wanted to let you know,
it's not your fault.
I'm the one not feeling too well lately,
the one going a bit mad. Don't worry.
Ok.
Alrite, I'm gonna leave you now.
Anyway, if you want to see the kids,
don't hesitate to call.
Ok, but you're the one
I'd like to see. Not your kids.
Kisses. And I'll be waiting for your call.
Kisses.
Thanks, Romain.
We're too short.
Let's take a chair.
Hello!
Hello.
Have you been waiting for long?
No, I just arrived.
You don't look too good - Are you ok?
Yeah
You should get some sun.
Yeah.
And you, how are you?
They finally hired me!
Great.
Yes, I am happy.
It's all thanks to you.
No.
I know you called to recommend me.
Well, if you know...
Anyway, if they hired you it's because
you had the right profile.
And you? I hear that you stopped working?
I needed a break, and...
...You met someone, didn't you.
Why do you say that?
I know you.
Incapable of staying alone!
Do I know him?
No.
How old?
My age.
Good, that's what you needed.
Did you meet anyone new?
No.
Nothing serious,
one night stands.
That's what I need now:
no complications!
See you soon. You'll call me?
Yeah. Well, no...
Why do you say that?
What's wrong?
You're not feeling well?
I forgot to tell you something.
What?
It's not easy to say...
Can you walk me back?
Sure.
Do you want a vodka?
You drink during the day now?
Yeah, occasionally.
Ok, one vodka.
So?
Wel... I miss you.
Is that so?
It's a bit late now, isn't it?
Yeah, I know.
I'd like to ask you one thing.
What?
I would like us to make love
one last time.
I want to touch you, feel your skin.
I don't feel like it.
Do I disgust you?
No, I just don't feel like it anymore.
It's over.
Just once. One last time.
Whatever for?
Whatever for...
Funny you should say that,
It's a phrase I keep repeating lately,
It's stuck in my head.
Except today I didn't think about it,
you were the one who said it.
You know what?
I would feel like a whore,
like I'm doing it to thank you for the job.
I don't want that.
I understand.
Give me your hand.
Can you feel my heart?
Yes.
It's still beating.
Good morning.
Good morning.
I'm ready.
Sorry?
You don't want anymore,
it's too late?
Too late?
For the kid?
No, it's fine.
If you still want, I accept.
We do it now.
Maitre Dargot, Notary public,
in the presence of Jeannie and Bruno Charron,
witnesses as required by articles 971 and 972
of the civil code,
chosen by the requester, Mr Romain Brochant,
single, photographer,
born in Paris, Mars 30th, 1973,
has received the following will:
the requester, sane of mind according to notary
and witnesses, dictated the will as follows:
This is my will.
I recognize the child Mme Jeannie Charron is bearing
whose birth is scheduled for April 9th, 2005,
and make it my sole heir.
Which means it will inherit my entire wealth.
Have I expressed your wishes entirely?
Yes, perfect.
For the funerals, any particular wish
you would like to include?
Incineration.
Any religious ceremony?
That's not necessary.
Alright.
Here's the act. Initial the first page
and sign the second page.
Same thing for the witnesses please.
I don't ask you out for lunch.
I'm exhausted. And not hungry.
Neither are we.
I'll take my leave now.
Do you want us
to give you a lift?
It's ok; I'll take a cab.
Thank you for everything.
I should be the one thanking you.
We'd like to ask you something.
But we do not dare.
What?
Do you know if your illness is hereditary,
for the kid?
No, don't worry.
It's a cancer. Incurable.
Ah, ok.
Call us if you want to see us,
or if you need anything.
Ok.
I would like to ask you something too.
Yes?
Is he moving?
No. It's not even two months yet.
As soon as he moves, let me know.
I'll come and touch your belly.
Ok. Good bye then.
Will you be alright?
Yeah. I hope so.
Good luck.
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