분야
hwp A film in twelve scenes
Lend yourself to others and give
yourself to yourself. Montaigne
A caf. Nana wants to leave Paul.
The pin-table
Do you really like the guy?
I dont know. I wonder what
Im thinking about?
Has he more money than me?
-What do you care?
Whats the matter?
Nothing; I wanted to be very precise
I didnt know the best way
to say it
Or, rather, I did know,
but I dont any more
Just when I should know, too.
Does it never happen to you?
Dont you ever talk about anything
but yourself?
You are horrible
Im not horrible, Nana, Im sad
Im not sad, Paul. Im horrible
Dont just parrot lines.
This isnt a stage
You never do as I ask; you always
want me to do what you want
Anyway, Im fed up. I want to die
I mean it
Parrot talk
Loving you is exhausting.
Im always having to beg
I exist too. You say Im cruel,
but its you
Why do you say that? It isnt true.
When? On Sunday evening?
You know when... I begged you
to introduce me to that man
You did it on purpose
Yes, I did
I despise you
Id just betray you again
Dont say that
I thought it was important to talk
to you, but I dont any more
We might have got together again
But the more we talk,
the less the words mean
If I make it on the stage,
it wont be thanks to you
Acting isnt everything
You, too! Why do you say that?
If its what I want,
why should you mind?
Someone may discover me one day
Well, dont give up
I havent given up music.
Not like your English lessons
Im not giving up. That guy is
going to take pictures of me
Maybe Ill get into films
Thatll be the day
You are horrible, Paul
You really are... its always
the same thing
You say you love me, but you dont
think of me as someone special
I hardly love you any more, but I
still think youre someone special
Where does saying that get you?
I think everyone is the same
You dont approve of my working?
Its not really your scene
Youre leaving me because Im poor
When alls said and done, maybe
Have you got the photos
you mentioned on the phone?
I forgot about them. Theyll be
ready at the end of the week
Is he all right, eating well?
He had earache, but the doctor
said it was nothing
Whats your job at Path-Marconi?
I sell records
Can you lend me 2,000 francs?
Out of the question
Your parents must be glad Ive gone
They liked you
I bet!
Whats that look for?
Nothing
Lets not start quarreling again
Shall we have a play?
Got a coin? I only have one
Go on, you start
Those essays Dads students write...
What about them?
He read us some wonderful efforts
at dinner yesterday
Theyre just kids, they had to
describe their favorite animals
One little girl of eight
chose a bird
