Two for the Road Page #5
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Two or three sessions
with the clients should be enough.
It's typical of me
as soon as I get away,
all I want to do is get back
to you again.
I won't write any more at the moment
because I want to get on.
As soon as I have a chance,
I'll drop you another line.
Love, love, love...
Mark.
P.S. The next time
we come away,
we shall have our own
Ruthiebelle with us. "
I don't want any more, Mummy.
Do you want to finish it?
Boiled egg for supper, Carol?
"Un oeuf a la coq,
s'il vous plait. "
"Trois minutes et demi.
Et du pain et lait. "
"Bien. "
Make sure Carol doesn't fall
out of the window or eat any chairs.
Can you?
While I wash out a few things
for the morning.
Okay.
Hey.
Come on in.
Come here.
Has it come yet?
What?
Carol's supper.
No.
Couldn't you see
what's happening to it?
I thought you were watching
Caroline.
I'm sorry, but I've got to see
"His Majesty" the client tomorrow
and I've got to finish this.
I'll go!
I'll go!
Don't bother!
Joanna, I'll go.
Where's out egg? We've been waiting
half an hour for our egg.
"Une medie heure pour un oeuf. "
"C'est pas possible.
Le chef n'est pas arrive. "
"Quel chef?
Pour un oeuf?"
I must ask you.
I must ask you.
You're disturbing the other guests.
I want that egg here in five minutes
or we're leaving.
We're leaving.
Leaving?
But Caroline's in her pyjamas.
Caroline can leave in them.
They don't want us here.
We're not staying here.
a fifth rate doss house.
I ask you for a boiled egg
and you come with an eviction order.
I've told you.
We're leaving.
Let's go!
...he never got home
to early tea.
Do it again, Mummy.
The bumble-bee,
the bumble-bee,
he flew away
from the tulip tree,
but he made a mistake
and flew into the lake
and he never got home
to early tea.
Daddy do the duck.
Thank you.
It was all my fault, I know.
I've been telling Caroline
bedtime stories for an hour.
It'd be nice if you could avoid
"fortsimo" for a while.
I quit that hotel because
they didn't bring what you wanted.
I didn't want a boiled egg.
I suppose she has nothing
to do with you.
You were the one who wanted
a child.
Why don't you wake her
and tell her that?
I don't want to tell her.
I'm telling you.
I love Caroline.
You don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
That's tough on me.
All you can do is take the salute
at an endless march past of yourself.
I have an appetite,
do you?
It wouldn't matter
who I was, would it?
I'm willing to call it a day.
Do you want to?
You never wanted to call it
anything else.
You're damned right.
Joanna.
We can't even have a fight
in peace.
Leave me.
Selfish.
They call it the Mediterranean.
There's time for a swim.
I don't understand sex.
Don't worry, it doesn't show.
Why is it we enjoy more
and it means less?
Because it isn't personal anymore.
Not personal?
That's right.
"Too late, they cried.
"Too late"
I'm so happy.
I'm so happy.
I love you.
Find us a big bed.
Tired?
No.
Come on.
End of romantic gesture.
That didn't last long.
So do I.
Short and happy romances.
Last one in bed
turns the light out.
I'll beat you.
It was worth a try.
You know what I dreamt?
What did you dream?
I dreamt that a train
drove through the middle
of the room at night.
Mr. Freud, what big ears
you've got.
All the better to analyse
you with.
You said it.
Nothing at all to do
with sex whatsoever,
but I'm certainly not
as frustrated.
That's your story.
Try and sell it to Freud.
Sexy, wasn't it?
Okay, you're not frustrated.
Hot.
Scalding already.
We shouldn't get too much sun.
I don't burn,
I've got asbestos skin.
Come on.
In.
Get in.
Come on!
No!
This must be very near
the Garden of Eden.
Do you know what marriage is?
You tell me,
let's see if we agree.
Marriage is when the woman asks
the man to take off his pyjamas
because she wants to send it
to the laundry.
Good?
Very good.
I'm hungry and thirsty.
You're never satisfied.
What's wrong being hungry?
It's time you realised
that all human appetites
are profoundly degrading
with the exception of lust.
What if we could clap our hands
and someone would bring us a menu.
It'd be nice if we could clap
and make everyone disappear?
"Madame?"
"Excusez moi, c'est ne pas rien. "
It's just as well.
You wouldn't like it.
What'll we do?
Stand very still,
for several days.
Maybe it'll go away.
I don't want to stand still.
I don't want to stand still at all.
Nor do I.
Come back next week.
Did that hurt?
Joanna. Joanna. Joanna.
It's the first time you said
my name as if you really mean it.
Joanna. Joanna.
Joanna. Joanna.
I really mean it.
We have a week, asbestos.
I'm not asbestos.
No.
You're not really going to rejoin
those poxy choir girls?
I promised.
We have a week.
A week?
To hell with it.
It'll only hurt for a minute.
This is the life, eh darling?
Your wife is happy?
It doesn't take much
to make her happy.
A villa, swimming pool,
champagne, simple things.
You're not angry?
Angry?
Not to be alone together.
No, we can always
be alone together.
I'm waiting to hear from Palamos
about a meeting.
Then I'll show you the whole project.
If you're interested.
Sure I'm interested.
Perhaps you have to stay
a few more days, shall you mind?
I'll suffer.
Game.
Ready?
Come on, give.
Too late.
Come on, sweetheart.
We're playing.
Sweetheart, you've been
playing for two hours.
"Merci. "
Hello.
Palamos, I was going to
call you today.
I am calling you?
Honey, give me the ball.
No!
Get the ball.
You get it.
I've got sneakers on
and things.
Very pretty.
Franoise lend them to you?
They're a guest pair.
Get the ball.
Probably her son's.
Get the ball.
Or her grandson's.
Will you stop this insane jealousy
and get that ball?
There it is.
Come on.
Put me down!
Put me down!
Will you get the ball?
Certainly not.
Get it.
Mark, we meet Palamos
for drinks at six.
We talk about the scheme
and then we make a decision.
Fine.
Now I've got my shoes wet.
I'll probably catch a cold.
How much longer do we have to
stay here?
You were the one who got us
into this, sugar.
You were the one who sold me
to him and you were right.
A chance like this
doesn't come up everyday.
Thank God.
Lunch!
I see you at six and I bring
the genius with me.
Ciao. Ciao.
Will you please sit down here?
Tonight we all go to the gala.
We'll see Palamos there.
I don't have any suitable
clothes for a gala.
Then I borrow you.
There you go.
Franoise'll borrow you.
Do you mind eating caviar?
No, if we must.
Do you like galas?
Some galas.
Please, could you ring
the butler?
That's the only thing wrong here,
you don't get much of a sunset.
Joanna. Joanna. Joanna.
How can a week
pass so quickly?
We made the mistake
of enjoying ourselves.
Don' go tomorrow
just don't.
Let's not talk about it.
Let's not.
All right. We won't.
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