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Mom arrives.

Helene?

Yes, come in.

I have to go, honey. I am very late and I have work.

I'm ready, anyway. You can leave.

Ariadne is crying.

I'll go.

You will get soaked.

It doesn't matter. I have my raincoat.

Goodbye, darling. See you tonight.

In the train, I much prefer the book to the newspaper.

And not just because of the convenience of the format.

The newspaper does not mobilize my attention enough.

And above all does not bring me sufficiently out of the present life.

My morning and evening commute is about the reading dose

which I like to absorb without interruption.

In the evening at home, I also read but something else.

I like to pursue several front readings, each having its time and place,

all transporting me out of the place and time where I live.

But I couldn't read if I was alone in a cell with bare walls.

I need a physical presence by my side.

When I was a student, except for work,

I could not stay in my room after dinner.

Now Helene and I rarely go out.

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Why, in the mass of possible beauties,

Was I sensitive to her beauty.

That's what I don't really know anymore.

Now when I see a woman, I don't come as clearly as I used to

To classify it from the outset in the camp of the elected or that of the reprobates.

Not only do I not have the same certainty of taste,

but I no longer see on what criterion to base my judgment.

What was this "something"?

That any woman to attract me must inevitably possess,

and that I detected at first glance?

Ever since I got married, I find all women pretty.

In their least unexpected occupations, I restore to them

this mystery of which I stripped them almost all formerly.

I'm curious about their lives, even if they don't bring me anything that I don't already know.

What would have happened if I had met this young woman three years ago?

Would she have caught my attention?

Could I have taken her?

Want a child from her?

I like the big city. The provinces and the suburbs oppress me.

Despite the rush and the noise, I do not hesitate to take my walkabout.

I love the crowd as I love the sea.

Not to engulf me in it, melt me in it,

but to sail on its surface as a solitary skimmer,

apparently docile to his rhythm,

to better resume my own as soon as the current breaks or crumbles.

Like the sea,

the crowd is invigorating to me and encourages my daydreaming.

Almost all my thoughts come to me in the street,

even those concerning my work.

- Hello. - Hello, Fabienne.

- I am late? - No, I'm early.

- Do you want me to type it for you? - No thanks. I will do it myself.

If there are too many mistakes, you will retype it. - Then I'll finish the Dupin case.

Yes, don't quit.

This is for you, Fabienne.

Ea va?

I'm fine. I thank you.

- Go get her in the office. - It's not worth it. It's gonna go fast.

Listen, you go very gently,

because we really have a lot to do here and anyway we see that tonight.

Nothing has changed. I'm fine and you're leaving us.

Alright, come on, goodbye.

OK. Goodbye.

"Following our conversation the other day, I am reminding you by this letter..."

- Hello. - Hello, Martin.

How are things?

Is that your new coat?

It suits you very well. - You think?

Yes, he is really good.

I like the color quite a bit, but the shape?

No, it's really very good and I don't think it will go out of style.

This green is lovely.

How are you? Hello, Martin.

Do you want to come, Martine? I have an urgent letter to dictate to you.

Very sincerely, I prefer that we meet at my office.

We will be much more comfortable talking.

Yeah, and I'll have all the papers handy.

No, I don't have lunch. Just a sandwich in the afternoon.

I assure you! On the contrary, it is excellent for health.

Good. It's confirmed? Tomorrow at 4 p.m.?

No, she left for lunch.

Normally, she should be back. Hold the line.

Here it is. Martine, this is for you.

I'll be back at 3 a.m.

Hello how are you?

Very well, thank you. It's been forever since we've seen each other.

I ran into Gerard the other day. It seems that your business is going very well.

Almost too well, even. We're going to have to expand

and we will be invaded by bureaucracy.

Sit down. Do you have a moment? - Yes, but I'm already late.

I should have been in the office half an hour ago.

I don't have a schedule. I work when others are having lunch and I have lunch when they are working.

Like that, I'm calm. I breathe. - But you're not the only one.

I have a theoretical schedule, but I'm not forced to follow it.

You think you are privileged but there are thousands of people in your case.

Look down the street.

At this hour, there are mostly women and pensioners.

No, men too.

All those guys with towels.

He is a representative.

- He looks more like a lawyer. - Or a teacher, maybe a secret agent.

I can see him as a Belgian or Dutch secret agent.

Basically, that reassures me. I like that there are people in the streets.

This is what makes Paris attractive.

Nothing is more sinister than the afternoons in the provinces or in the suburbs.

It depresses me to a point, you cannot know.

Here? Do you also have afternoon anxiety?

Even in Paris, I don't feel good until I've crossed the 4 hour mark.

It's probably because of our stupid lunchtime custom.

That's why I don't have lunch, or almost.

I take care of my anxiety by running errands.

Don't like green?

- Not at all. - This one goes with your skin tone.

But that's not quite what I was looking for.

- What do you blame him for? - Nothing.

Let's say I'm not crazy about it.

I know blue suits me, but I would like to change

- Well, take the green. - It doesn't suit me.

Listen, I'll think it over. - Like you want.

Can I see your turtlenecks?

I believe that in your size, I have nothing left.

Maybe white,

or a rather ugly beige.

And in navy blue?

Nothing for the moment. Spend next week.

You see, it's not very pretty.

Et ea, le?

This is not your size.

And these are shirts.

After all, maybe the colors could suit you.

This one, for example.

It suits your complexion very well, brings out the color of your eyes.

Here, you can pass it, you will realize better.

But I don't want a shirt.

It does nothing. Always try it!

If it doesn't fit, you don't have to take it.

I warn you, I won't take it.

Try it anyway, out of curiosity.

- I can? - Sure, go ahead.

It suits you very well.

A little tight, no?

No. Button it up, you'll see.

The collar is a little high, right?

Of course. You left the pin.

Flawless. It looks like it was made on you.

Doesn't it scratch a little?

No, it's pure cashmere.

It's soft and light. It doesn't happen again.

Good.

I take it.

If management is in the majority,

the co-manager, even if it is in the minority,

is considered in the eyes of the law as a majority, you understand?

He cannot be both employer and employee.

Come in.

- You don't need me anymore? - No thanks.

- I'll finish the contract tomorrow. - OK.

Listen, I hear daddy coming in.

Are you going to say good evening to dad?

Good evening dad.

Hello, Ariane.

Good evening, darling.

I know what it is: a sweater. - No, it's a shirt.

I'm afraid I've been cheated. I'll pass it and you'll tell me what you think.

Have you been shopping? What time?

Around 3 a.m., I believe.

We could have met. It's weird. We never meet.

It's very pretty. I really like.

You find?

It is soft!

Outside, but inside it scratches. I will get used to it.

Shopping made me late. Dinner is not ready.

I'm glad you like it. I was not very sure of myself.

I didn't think you were so influential.

The saleswoman was very skillful. She seemed to give a damn.

I actually fell in love with this shirt.

It rarely happens to me.

Come in.

Can I leave at 12:30? They're picking me up for lunch.

Of course.

I didn't tell you. I'm getting married.

Bravo.

Sincerely, my congratulations.

It's for when?

This summer during the holidays, probably.

Be careful, the holidays are far away.

I've got plenty of time.

- You're not going to leave us? - Will you still want me afterwards?

Of course.

My stepfather offered to take me with him but...

neither my husband nor I want to work together.

I prefer to come to the office and hire a maid. It's better.

The fact that my husband and I have the same job does not bring us closer.

I am mathematician, he is literary.

It's a complete lack of communication.

Complete.

Your professional concerns are finally closer!?

In any case, Helene knows nothing about my affairs.

And Frederic doesn't even know the title of my thesis.

Maybe, but it's because of you that I went back to English.

I read in the text the exciting voyages of Captain Cook.

The thing that infuriates me the most about these receptions,

it's all those guys who think they have to drag their wives there.

It seems that it is not enough for them to cultivate their boredom at home,

they insist on dragging him outside.

My wife is a doctor. Frederic's is a teacher.

They also have their professional obligations.

If we still have to impose our chores on them.

Martine...

would you like to come with me to the Union small party?

I see, you have to ask your fiance!? - Anyway, I broke up.

So you come.

Oh, there's another one!?

Oh, those girls!

We can never do anything with them. They are still engaged!

And then the engagement, it's serious. No question of leaving one without the other.

My wife and I hardly ever go out together.

The fact that I love my wife and am practically faithful to her,

doesn't stop me from enjoying the company of a pretty girl.

And I really don't see why I would bother at a party,

if I don't have the exact hope of meeting a pretty girl there to court a little.

It is the least of the compensations.

If there's one thing I can't do now,

it is to court a girl.

I don't see at all what I could say to him,

and besides, I have no reason to speak to him.

I don't want anything from her. I have no proposal to make to him.

Yet I feel that marriage encloses me, cloisters me,

and I want to escape.

The prospect of quiet happiness that opens endlessly before me,

darkens me.

I find myself regretting the not so distant time,

where I too could experience the pangs of waiting.

I dream of a life

which is made up only of first loves and lasting loves.

I made you wait!?

I want the impossible, I know that. I don't envy anyone.

And when I see lovers,

I think less of myself, of what I was,

only to themselves, and to those they will become.

That's why I love the big city.

People pass and disappear. We do not see them age.

What gives so much value in my eyes to the decorations of Parisian life,

it is the constant and fugitive presence of these women crossed at every moment,

and whom I am almost certain never to see again.

It is enough that they are there, indifferent and conscious of their charms,

happy to verify its effectiveness with me,

as I check mine with them,

by a tacit agreement, without the need for a smile or a look, even barely supported.

I deeply feel their attraction without being attracted.

And that doesn't take me away from Helene, quite the contrary.

I tell myself that these passing beauties...

are the necessary extension of my wife's beauty.

They enrich him with their own beauty while receiving a little of his in return.

Its beauty is the guarantor of the beauty of the world, and vice versa.

By hugging Helene, I hug all women.

But on the other hand, I feel that my life is passing

and that other lives unfold parallel to mine.

I'm frustrated to have remained a stranger to these lives.

For not holding back each of these women, even for a moment,

in their hasty march towards I-don't-know-what work,

towards I-don't-know-what pleasure.

And I dream.

I dream that I actually own them all.

For a few months, I like to take pleasure in my spare moments,

in a daydream that grows clearer and richer day by day.

Childish reverie,

and probably inspired by a reading of my ten years.

I imagine that I am possessor

of a small device that hangs around his neck,

which emits a magnetic fluid capable of annihilating any foreign will.

I dream that I exercise its power over the women who pass in front of the cafe terrace.

Indifferents...

hurrying...

hesitant...

occupied...

taken...

lonely.

Excuse me ma'am. are you in a hurry?

Frankly, sir, no, not very.

May I ask you if you have an hour to spare?

In truth, yes.

Would it be nice to lose her with me?

To be honest, I don't know.

Let's experience it, as you will know.

It's true, I will know. Excellent idea.

Madam, I would like to kiss you.

Me too.

What if your husband saw us?

He's not here. Let's go to my house.

With you, there is not even need to speak.

But your intentions are so clear.

Are you professional?

Ten thousand.

My price is twenty thousand.

It is given.

What do you want?

I'm not talking to you.

Very well.

- You come with me? - I'm with him.

Drop it!

- What is he going to say? - I'm taking care of it.

Will you leave your girlfriend to me?

Quite frankly, no.

Honestly, what do you prefer? Take it from you or eat you alive?

Of course, if you go like that!

- You come with me? - Nope.

And why?

- I'm going to someone else. - Uh...

No need to say "uh," you won't find an argument.

I only love him and I am happy only with him.

Why would I go with you?

That, dear sir, is irrefutable.

- A person is waiting for you. - The guy from Pasquier?

No, a lady.

A representative?

No, it's personal.

- She didn't give her name? - She did not want.

She says you know her very well. She comes back from a trip and wants to surprise you.

I told her to iron, but she was already settled in the armchair.

Good, I will be fixed.

I was sure you wouldn't recognize me.

Chloe!

You look at me like I'm a ghost. Did you think I was dead?

No, but you had disappeared. Where have you been?

Almost everywhere, but here I am again. You don't seem so happy to see me again.

Yes, but I'm a little surprised. And then I confess that I had forgotten you.

So much has happened since you left.

- Are you married? - Yes and you?

Oh no!

Yes, you can pass right away. I'm free.

OK.

You too derange?

No, but you're wrong. You should have phoned.

I was passing through the neighborhood to run errands, but if you get caught...

Wait a minute.

I admit that I am a little surprised.

I didn't expect to see you. Then how did you get my address?

What's bothering you?

It's Simon, an old friend of Bruno. You know?

I met him by chance in the metro.

- How long have you been home? - Three months or so.

And what are you doing?

Nothing very exciting. I'm a bartender at the Agamemnon. You know?

- I haven't been out for years. - You line up.

That's what I intended to do, but it's beyond my means.

Thinking that I'm going to have to toil in the evening, it ruins my whole day.

The afternoon is one of sadness!

Are you free in the afternoon? You should appreciate your luck.

Stop making fun of me. I thought you were nicer.

I didn't mean to offend you. Me too, it happens that I am free in the afternoon.

If you call me, we can have a drink.

Are you saying that to make up for it?

But no, I assure you. It would really make me very happy.

Right away.

Goodbye and excuse me. I didn't want to be indiscreet.

Basically, we knew very little about each other.

Listen, I assure you, we were really good friends.

Will you call me?

- Okay, just to annoy you. - OK.

I am yours right away.

I knew Chloe too proud to dare to come back after such a welcome.

And yet, she persisted.

Hold the line.

SOGEF said to call back urgently.

There was also a phone call from Chloe.

Perfect. If she calls back, you give it to me in my office.

Is it Chloe? Yes, pass it to me.

- Frederic? - Hello Chloe, how are you?

- I'm fine. Could I see you? - Today?

As soon as possible.

It's impossible. I have a lot of work.

Can I see you tomorrow then?

Yes it's possible. Around 2 a.m., then.

Come in.

You too busy?

Not at all.

I worked all morning. I'm resting a little.

Two seconds and I'm yours.

Voile.

I came to ask you something.

I ask everyone. We never know.

You wouldn't have a job for me?

Are you leaving your place?

No, but I don't feel like I'm going to stay there very long.

You know, I was secretary six months in New York.

I type very well on the machine. You want me to show you?

I also speak fluent English and some Spanish.

Very well, but we have two secretaries and we find them quite competent.

I was saying that in case one of your colleagues...

My colleagues manage very well on their own.

I think the best for you is the classifieds.

Looks like I'm scaring you.

Don't worry. I'll do just fine on my own.

When you're in trouble, you go first to your friends. You've always been very good to me.

Me? I never did you the slightest favor.

You were my best friend's girlfriend so I had to be nice.

Don't try to play bastards. It doesn't suit you.

You know, I never stopped tearing you down with Bruno. We couldn't stand your marriage.

You were right. We weren't going together.

What's important is that you and I always got along.

Do you remember the night we were alone? We played lovers.

You trembled to see Milena appear at each door opening. Do you remember?

Maybe, yes.

Vaguely.

Vaguely? You know very well.

I don't see what you're afraid of.

I have nothing bad to say about you and I will not blackmail you.

Finally, I think I was wrong to come see you.

I would have done better to stay on the good memories I had of you.

- You leaving? - Yes, have you had lunch?

No, I never have breakfast.

Are you coming for a drink?

- I don't think we have anything to say. - We'll drink in silence.

Serge, the guy I live with, is the club owner's friend.

We met in Spain when I stayed there some time after America.

We came back together,

we got together and we stay together for lack of anything better.

Anyway, he is not often there. He travels a lot for his lousy business.

How we support each other.

How long have you been married? - Three years.

- I don't know your wife? - Do not worry. It's not Milena.

By the way, have you heard from him? - No and you?

All I know of her is that she married the son...

elevators or machine radiators. I forgot.

- Either way, she wasn't for you. - You should have told me that.

You were old enough to know that.

I never intended to marry her, while you absolutely wanted to marry Bruno.

He was the one who said it. He was madly in love with me.

Despite everything, I never considered spending my life with him.

- And your current type, do you like him? - Serge? No, he's a friend.

I'm sleeping with him because I don't have a room.

And he is in love?

He is hooked. In any case, very jealous.

I don't like it, especially since it has no reason to be.

I lead a very wise existence.

One-night stands, that doesn't interest me anymore.

However, it is not the opportunities that are lacking.

But those guys from the Agamemnon are so lousy!

Does your wife work?

Yes, she is an English teacher at the Lycee de Saint-Cloud.

We have a baby girl, and we are expecting another baby in late March, early April.

You are the perfect bourgeois.

I'm not saying that against you. I too aspire to the bourgeoisie.

If you only knew sometimes how fed up I can be...

of this life, of this room, of these guys, of this job!

The following Thursday,

I accompanied Helene, for once, to do her shopping in town.

- Not bad. - No, it's pretty.

Honey, let me introduce you to a very old friend, Chloe.

Not very old. We knew each other from Bruno's time.

You don't know Bruno? - Yes, a little bit.

It is even the only one of Frederic's old acquaintances that I have been able to catch a glimpse of.

Well I'll be the second.

For six years, I was not in Paris. We weren't likely to meet.

Even in Paris, I had very little luck. It is rare that I go shopping with my husband.

We came to look for a bed for Ariane.

She will give hers to her little brother.

I have already congratulated you on your marriage. This time, I congratulate you knowingly.

What is her name? - Ariadne.

It's crazy how much she looks like her father.

Well I'm leaving you. Goodbye.

If I understand correctly, is it for her that your friend Bruno wanted to kill himself?

She doesn't look that dangerous.

She's the kind of girl who only thrives at night. During the day, it fades.

No, she's not bad. She has something. What is she doing?

I think she's a bartender in a bar in Saint-Germain-des-Pres.

I don't know how she got my address at the office.

She came to ask me if I could find her a job as a secretary.

I noticed that when we met someone by chance,

there was a 99% chance that we would meet him again by chance in the days that followed.

- You really don't want to go to the office? - Oh no, what for?

I do not know.

I prefer to go home. I have a train in two minutes.

- Chlo called. - Oh good?

When? - Just now. She will come at 6:30.

Very well.

Come in.

That's for me.

And that's for your daughter and for the baby.

You're crazy. We are already overloaded with stuff for kids.

See if it's the size.

It's lovely.

Et ea.

Eaade cost you the eyes of the head. - Do not worry. I am rich.

I am happy to give gifts. I love children.

I'm not doing this for you. It's for me.

Anyway, thank you.

Your kid is awesome.

It would make me happy to have a blond, curly little girl.

She would take after her father, in that case.

Like your daughter. That said, me too when I was young I curled.

You were curling? It shouldn't have worked for you.

Come in.

- I am leaving. See you tomorrow. - See you tomorrow, Fabienne.

I also wanted to tell you: your wife is wonderful.

She is fine. You are really lucky.

Above all, don't have fun cheating on her.

I don't want to, don't worry.

I wouldn't swear to it. Just see how you look at girls.

- Which girls? - All the girls.

In the bars, in the street, your secretaries.

We make beautiful smiles.

You wouldn't want me to look pinched!?

It would not be at all in the stype young boss.

And then what's wrong with that?

In Milena's time, I had a blindfold on my eyes. I was a slave.

Now I am sure of Helene. Helene is sure of me.

We allow each other to look around.

I am not required to account to him for my every thought, word or deed.

Neither does she, for that matter.

I think you have a nice way out.

Maybe not for now but for the day when even the prettiest woman becomes boring.

No way. What matters to me is to be free.

And this not only in my emotional life, but also in my professional life.

Take here, for example, I am associated.

Financially, it's not working out exactly as I would like.

I was offered to join another firm. Very big, very important. I refused.

My wife and I live almost like students.

It rejuvenates us.

Helene is going to take advantage of her maternity leave to finish her thesis.

Your kid will be born with glasses?

- Good evening, honey. - Good evening.

Here, look. It's a gift from Chloe.

It's very pretty. She has great taste.

That had to cost him dearly. It's always overpriced, those things.

I do not know what to do. Do you think we're inviting him to dinner?

- Do you like it? - Nope. It's for you?

I believe that she is not free in the evening.

If we start being too nice to her, I risk having her on my back all the time.

You might as well distance yourself immediately before being forced to be unpleasant.

Why did she return to France?

A history of types.

She lives with one of the bosses of the club where she works.

You can be sure that she makes more money than you will ever make at the end of her career.

That said,

intriguing as it is, and not badly preserved,

she could still have exercised her activities in a more elevated environment.

She had started very well as a model. She could have had a very brilliant career.

At the time of her breakup with Bruno, she began to pass from type to type at a dizzying pace,

until falling on a broke painter who took her to the United States.

Basically, it is not venal.

Bruno ruined himself for her, but it didn't help much.

Maybe he didn't have enough money.

She is an entirely impulsive, unstable girl.

I always found myself uncomfortable with her.

In Bruno's time, we cordially despised each other.

Like the other day I dismissed her since she came to ask me for work,

she gave me these gifts. It's her way of getting revenge.

She absolutely insists on being more generous than me.

It's pure pride, because she knows very well that I will never be of any use to her.

A few days later arriving at the office at 8:55...

Here! I didn't think you were so early!

Do you know what happens to me? I left Serge.

He was sleeping. I couldn't fall asleep.

I wondered what I was doing in this guy's bed.

So I left. Here I am. Do you think I'm crazy?

If you had to do it, you might as well do it now.

I don't know where to live. Could you put me up for two or three days?

It's tiny with us.

Where will the baby sleep?

I could answer you with his sister. But he will have his room which he will share with a governess.

But for now, it's uninhabitable.

What is there to do? The plasters? The paintings?

I can very well do it alone. Or even bring some friends over.

I could be the governess. I love children.

You really don't want to?

Are you afraid of your wife!?

Don't worry, I was saying that to test you.

I know very well that you are not a friend.

What made me decide to leave was that last night a guy gave me the address of a room in Montmartre.

For work it can wait. I have savings.

I picked up all that since Saturday. I haven't had time to go to the bank yet.

In fact, I came to ask you

if you would have a free minute during the day to accompany me.

As I pay from hand to hand, I would like there to be a witness.

I might as well go there right away if you want.

Okay, the woman is here in the morning.

Good very well. You wait for me two seconds? I have two or three things to do.

Fabienne, for the SOGICOP report,

do not forget to attach to the file the summary of the year 70, to add to that of the year 71.

I don't have summary 71.

It should be in my file on the desk or maybe in the Legal Affairs folder.

- Are you sure? - Yes. In any case, it must be ready this afternoon.

Wait, maybe Gerard has it.

Do you have the summary of SOGICOP for 70-71?

- It's on my desk. - So much the better.

I am leaving. I'll see you this afternoon.

Very well. It suits me.

Chloe, let me introduce you to Gerard. My associate.

At this afternoon.

Pass, Martine.

Well say so!

I really wonder how you can live in an office.

When I enter an office, I have the impression of something not true.

People who are agitated. Why? For nothing.

My secretaries do a very efficient job.

I know, but work has nothing to do with it.

If the offices did not exist, everything would be fine.

Ultimately, they create nothing. Just words and paperwork.

And you, when you serve to drink, do you create?

I give pleasure.

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No really. I don't think that's your business.

You see?

Indeed, it is not very cheerful.

The only thing I can do is put you in a big bed.

We are not together. He's a comrade. He came to accompany me.

Oh good?

Excuse me sir. I was surprised, too.

Please, there is nothing dishonorable.

Is not it?

Precisely, if I take it,

it is to live there alone.

Oh, you know. Visits are not prohibited.

Anyway, it's really not the kind of place where I would like to make love.

I won't give your phone number to anyone except him.

But he won't call me.

Feeling she needed comfort,

I invited him to lunch in a restaurant on the boulevards.

My presence was useless. The good woman seems honest to me.

First, it should not be relied upon.

Second, I couldn't bear to be alone. I needed to see you.

When you're here, everything works.

Only you can help me.

I really don't see what I can do for you.

You have nothing to do.

It's more important to me that you're here to comfort me

than to keep me from being rolled.

In this case, it's just my money.

In the other, of my life.

You know, I almost killed myself.

If I haven't done it, it's because I don't have the physical courage to do it.

If it was enough to lift a finger to return to nothingness, I would. Everyone would.

Why live? I didn't ask to live.

You know, at Serge's there was gas.

I only had to turn on the tap.

It was so tempting that's one of the reasons I left.

I expect absolutely nothing from life.

The only feeling that tied me to Serge was pity.

He's a loser, I'm a loser, it created a link.

I never feel like it.

I eat it because it's very good, but I don't feel like it.

I need the sea or be near a torrent to eat a trout. Finally, you see?

It's complicated. You need the decor.

To see people live, it doesn't make me want to live.

It disgusts me to live to be one day like this good woman.

- You won't be like her. - I'll be a tramp.

On the contrary, it comforts me to see people live.

There are more or less happy lives, but no life is ugly.

If all lives were the same, yes, then I would kill myself.

It is the variety of life that comforts me.

All people are ugly and live ugly.

The only ones I like to watch live are the children.

Too bad if later, they will have an ugly life.

At least they will have had their childhood.

The only thing that clings to me in life is the hope of having a child.

But I want it for myself alone. His father won't be allowed to see him.

Besides, I've made up my mind never to live with a man again.

I am very happy with this too narrow bed.

I will sleep from time to time but no one will come to my house.

Do you think I'm crazy? I'm boring you?

Not at all.

Really?

If I'm not boring you, it's wonderful to have someone to confide in.

Even if you disagree, it felt good to talk.

You too do me good.

Your very real worries deliver me from my imaginary anxieties.

I will explain to you one day.

You say you can't help me. I just have a favor to ask of you.

Quoi?

Can you come take my things from Serge's with me?

- Now? - No, tomorrow or the day after.

He goes on a trip. I just love that he's not there.

It bothers me a little to go like that to people.

It's my home and it's my business.

If you don't want to, I'll ask someone else.

How awful! He put a padlock.

Oh gently. You are going to stir people up.

Shit! What am I going to do. This poor guy is completely crazy!

How am I going to get my things? He wants me to come see him or what?

Wait, it's a very small padlock.

Home invasion. Five years. It doesn't matter.

- I can help you? - No, I'll go faster on my own.

How long have you taken these photos?

- Yes, it was before I left. - It's funny. You haven't changed.

- Thanks. - Well, not too much.

Take them because I don't want them to stay here.

OK.

I leave you in your prison.

With the discs, it will already be much better.

I sleep very well in this little bed.

That's it. Rest.

Merci.

Alright, come on, goodbye.

But when I was alone, my euphoria fell sharply.

I rediscovered my old fear of seeing Chloe abusing, even innocently,

of the rights which my complaisance gave him.

Because, being free, wouldn't she rush to my office every afternoon?

But it happened quite the opposite.

She disappeared for a week.

And my apprehension of seeing her appear all the time,

gave way to the unpleasant feeling of being discarded after use.

Yes, she is there. Hold on

Martine, this is for you.

Come in.

She finally arrived one day around 4 o'clock without telling me.

Coiffee, maquillee, habillee, meconnaissable.

And so?

Please sit down.

- I'm not disturbing you? - Not too.

I can go.

But no, stay. I'm not a minute away.

Tell me, you could have given me a sign all the same.

- I was very busy. - Me too.

In this case, no remorse.

Are you doing well?

Yes but since yesterday only.

Contrary to what you think,

it's when they're bad that I don't want to see you.

I'm ashamed to show myself. I couldn't find work.

I didn't want to bore you with the story of my failures.

- Did you find anything? - Very well.

Do you know L'Olibriuse?

It's a new restaurant on rue du sabot. This is the fashionable bistro.

And what are you doing there?

I am a waitress.

I bet you're ashamed to date a restaurant waitress.

If your secretaries knew...

Don't worry, I'm not reduced to washing the dishes.

Idiot.

It must not be so exciting as a job.

Yes, exactly. Much better than the Agamemnon.

I will make more money.

I will see pleasant people who can serve me.

Good people, people in place. Not broke little crooks.

I started today.

I take my service between noon and 3, 4 am,

and from 8 a.m. to midnight.

We can see each other at the end of the afternoon.

- This is the time when I give my appointments. - Couldn't you move them?

Hardly. I assure you. It's the truth.

I believe you. I have a day off on Wednesday.

I will do my best to free myself on Wednesday.

It makes me happy to see you.

I missed you, you know?

I shouldn't tell you this, but you are more and more indispensable to me.

The difficulties we have in seeing each other only make me appreciate your presence all the more.

At first, I thought you were getting in the way of my work.

In fact, when I see you, it's recreation.

What amazes me the most is that I find so many things to tell you

when in the past we spoke so little.

I've never talked so much to anyone.

I have never been so frank, so natural as with you.

With most of the girls I've liked, I've made a character for myself.

I take Helen far too seriously to talk to her seriously.

In front of her, I play the kid, I make her laugh.

I rarely leave the pleasant tone.

It's a kind of natural modesty that came to us

and which prohibits each other from unpacking our states of mind.

Maybe it's better that way.

Anyway, everyone plays a role with everyone.

I like the one I play with her better than the one I played with Milena.

He is more cheerful.

And then I believe that a little mystery is essential

between people who live side by side.

With you, I can say anything. We see each other so rarely.

I enjoy you. I enjoy you a lot.

I don't see why you absolutely want to prove that you love your wife?

If you don't like it or if you like it less than at the beginning,

It's not a disaster, it's normal.

Basically, it's normal not to always want to get attached to the same person.

Marriage has less and less meaning.

I don't love my wife because she is my wife.

I love her because she is.

I would love her even if I wasn't married.

No, you love it - if you love it - because you have to love it.

Me, I wouldn't stand for a guy to love me the way you love him.

Finally I am an exception. I do not accept compromises.

But since you are a bourgeois, do as the good bourgeois do.

They keep it but they deceive it. It's a safety valve.

It would do you a lot of good, practiced in moderation.

Great, don't you think?

And then it's easy for you.

You live surrounded by pretty girls who only dream of falling into your arms.

Your secretaries, for example.

Leave my secretaries alone, will you?

Besides, they don't want me, and I don't want them.

They are good for you.

That's what I'm saying, there's indifference on both sides and that's fine.

I don't like business relationships.

For me, love is adventure. For my wife as well.

She would never have married a teacher.

Since we are in a vein of confidences,

Gerard and I could very well have taken secretaries who were old goats, awful, ugly and all.

Well no. The beauty coefficient played in their engagement.

And not just for the prestige of the house.

But also because I like to be surrounded by pleasant people

in every sense of the term.

And then, if Fabienne and I have a little charm,

it is within the limits of an extreme narrowness.

It is limited to a smile, a look.

A nothing, what.

With her, okay. But with others?

With others, it can go a little further.

- If she saw us! - Who? Your wife or your secretary?

Our appointments are spaced out again

because of setbacks from my side as well as his.

Excuse me.

The people are really awful!

Four hours at the table, and impossible to get them to leave.

It's a bit late to get out. I have an appointment at 6 o'clock.

Do you want to have some tea? - Excellent idea.

Fabienne, is there any tea left?

Can you bring me two cups, please?

You know, it's very difficult to release me early.

We serve a clientele of people who eat lunch at odd hours.

But you, couldn't you manage to have some free time at the end of the afternoon?

You know, it's hard too. My clients have a late lunch.

My only available time is between 2 and 3.

Just when I'm working. It's sad.

See you longer on Wednesday. - Wednesday, I can't.

- What? - We're going to the puck with Gerard.

The other afternoons of the week also, I am taken.

Maybe next week!?

No. Wednesday evening.

- How? - Whether.

Finally, it is impossible. What am I going to tell my wife?

Ask her permission. Do you think she would refuse?

Look, I don't know if it will make him so happy.

I didn't even tell him that we see each other in the afternoon.

You're wrong. We don't do anything wrong.

Tell him you have work. This has already happened to you, hasn't it?

Yes, it happened to me.

I hate to lie.

Anyway, since you don't tell her we're seeing each other in the afternoon,

what is the difference with the evening?

There is a big difference.

In the afternoon, I work. - Oh, are you working now?

That's a little recess in the middle of the afternoon.

It's tea time. It's natural.

I'll put it on your desk.

Whether I have tea with you or with someone else e

Or with your secretaries.

I understand very well that you don't want to leave your wife alone.

This will be an exception.

I never asked you for anything. This time is very important for me.

A boy I met has to introduce me to a type of director of a ready-to-wear house

who could perhaps find me work in his box.

As I suspect this boy of being interested,

I would like you to come with me. Like that, he will see that I am not determined to let myself be.

I would like to know your opinion of him. I doubt you like it.

Who is this guy?

A boy I met at the restaurant.

You never told me about it.

It's not very interesting.

He's a handsome boy who claims he can have all the girls.

He bet he would have me.

And he will win his bet?

Certainly not! He has no chance.

You are jealous? - In what capacity would I be?

No, I don't think you look very good about yourself all of a sudden.

You start playing the little girls.

Well, I'm a woman.

When a guy attacks me where it should,

even if he has no chance, it stirs me.

I would like to know Gian-Carlo's reaction when he sees you with me.

Gian-Carlo's reaction.

Good. Listen, I'll manage.

Alright, I'm done. I'm so tired.

I have a feeling that this child is going to arrive much sooner than we expected.

- You think? - I believe.

Pay attention, listen.

Yes, if you don't mind, now I'll go to bed

right after dinner and then I'll work in bed.

Ah, on Wednesday there is a conference-dinner organized by the mutual insurance company.

You can not come? - No, are you crazy?

But it's important to you. Go alone.

My scruples appeased,

I called Chloe to pick me up at the office

when I return from court.

Frederic, this is for you.

I would like to speak to Chloe, please?

She hasn't been here for at least three days.

Oh good? For three days?

Is that you, honey?

Deje?

Yes, I deemed that my presence at this conference was not necessary.

Ea va?

I'm fine, but you should have called. I haven't prepared anything for your dinner.

It doesn't matter. I will cook by myself. It amuses me.

Good.

What are you doing there?

I must have had too much coffee. I started reading and fell asleep.

The next day and the days that followed, I managed only with great difficulty to regain my composure.

I felt ready to vent my anger at the slightest pretext on the first comer.

What irritated me the most,

that was how little account Chloe seemed to take of my disinterestedness.

She behaved exactly towards me

as towards a scorned lover.

She forced me to think jealously.

Mr Carrelet?

Here the clinic of the castle in Neuilly. Your wife has just been transported to our house.

Did it go well?

Very well. Both mother and child are doing well.

- Is it a girl or a boy? - He's a little boy, sir.

Yes, my darling. Look at mommy's baby.

He's your little brother. Are you kissing? Gently.

Raymonde, please?

On the commission list that's on the kitchen table,

I forgot a packet of cotton. You will take it by going to the pharmacy.

Are you taking Ariane?

No, she doesn't have time. She's late already. She is in a hurry.

Come, Ariane.

I don't understand why she doesn't care more about it.

Simply because in four hours a day, she doesn't have time.

So you have to find someone who can stay there all the time, who sleeps here,

who takes care of two children at the same time. Because you don't rest.

It is not possible. It can't go on like this.

I know, but I will. I haven't had time so far.

I'm going to call the Alliance Française this afternoon to find an au pair.

- I'd rather take care of it myself. - Alright, but do it.

- I'll call this afternoon. - Promise?

- Sworn promise? - Yes.

Good, Susanna. Goodbye.

If I'm not home by 6 o'clock, can you give Ariane a bath?

Yes, I think she likes it a lot. See you tonight.

The bathroom is free.

I am late.

Goodbye. See you tonight.

Oh, pardon.

I reproach you nothing,

but I still find it odd that you disappeared like that without a word.

What did you want me to tell you? That I left with Gian-Carlo?

I thought you guessed it.

I was worried. Did you seem afraid of him?

Fear? Certainly not.

Only here, I let myself be fooled several times by this kind of guy,

and I had decided to take my revenge.

So I did my big number.

I looked bored. I had whims.

You know, I'm irresistible when I want to.

You laugh.

Believe me that if you had been there, you would not have laughed.

Anyway, when this guy was madly in love with me, completely crazy,

I left without saying a word,

with a beautiful 19-year-old Englishman.

But I don't really have the maternal instinct.

So here I am. I returned. Finished the holidays.

I left my room.

I live with the people who drove me home.

The restaurant is finished.

But for work, it can still wait a few weeks.

Anyway, you look really good.

This costume is lovely. Did you find that in Italy?

No, on returning to Paris.

I didn't want to be too ugly to come see you. I thought you would forgive me more easily.

My successes gave me courage. I decided to seduce you.

I hope you won't have the audacity to resist me.

Do not worry. I will have the audacity.

Do you know that I have a son? - No, congratulations.

What's his name? - Alexander.

Look, honey, at the baby. You see?

It's Alexander. How do you say?

- He is hurt. - No, he's sleeping.

His name is Alexander. The little brother.

- He's good, isn't he? - Tremendous.

- The cut is perfect. - I take it.

In Chloe's presence, I felt more and more at ease.

- I keep it on me. - I'll take the tag off you.

- How much? - 85 F.

- I pay it to you? - Downstairs at the checkout.

If my wife saw me, I wonder what she would say.

- We're not doing anything wrong. - Whether.

I never accompany him on his errands. She likes to dress herself.

- So she has nothing to say. - Yes, on the contrary. Exactly.

She is jealous?

She saw more.

At home we have a lovely English governess

who spends her day walking around the apartment naked.

And she's not scared?

She rightly believes that I am above physical sensations.

Besides, I don't think she's suspicious of a girl I don't have a conversation with.

But with me, you have conversation.

Finally, we form a rather beautiful couple, don't you think?

The ideal couple.

- Chloe, will you marry me? - You are already married.

In my life, yes. But in another?

A double life?

No, not necessarily. You never dreamed of living two lives at the same time

and simultaneously, but completely and perfectly?

It's impossible.

It's a dream.

Then Chloe's mood darkened.

Its resources are running out.

She can't find a job.

Leave me. Go home or go to the office.

What's the matter with you?

You should explain.

I assure you. You're wasting your time and I'm wasting my time so stop.

We better stop.

You are the only reason I support life.

It's not true.

If it's true.

Others have always taken advantage of me.

I have to tell you. If I'm nice to you, it's because our relationship is disinterested.

I assure you that I am very hard in business.

Listen, I have to tell you

Let's go.

But don't you think that would interest him?

Yes I understand.

The shop is small but it is very well placed near La Madeleine and the owner is never there.

That's why she wants someone with a job, not just any 18-year-old kid.

Yes I understand. If she prefers to stay at home, that's up to her.

They call me. I'm leaving you. Goodbye.

- Excuse me, Fabienne. - No it's me.

I didn't want to listen to your conversation but you were talking about a saleswoman?

Yes, she is a friend of my sister-in-law. She is looking for someone to take care of her store.

But in fact.

Chloe, I didn't think of that. You want me to call?

Do you like it here?

It's not so bad.

I'm going to have a coffee.

I'll be back in a quarter of an hour.

It's even quite good. The boss is never there. She has stores in Paris and on the coast.

So she travels a lot.

I think I have a chance of becoming a manager.

I found a maid's room in the same building. It's amazing.

It keeps me from running. I will move there as soon as possible.

What's annoying is that I could see you less and less.

What time do you finish?

At 8 a.m. in principle in the evening. But I don't work on Mondays.

Next Monday, I'm going to come because I have a lot of tidying up to do.

Maybe you could come see me. We would go have a drink together.

- At 1:30, as usual? - OK.

I was wondering if my dress was ready?

Was it ready for today normally?

I think so. You promised me.

- What name is it? - Bars.

I'm going to go see my colleague, because I'm not very up to date.

Would you have my size in this small model?

I'm a 44.

Wait, I'll see, ma'am.

- Can I try it? - You are welcome. The cabins are there.

Hello ma'am. Yes, it's ready.

- I see that you can very well replace me. - If you replace me at the office.

That, certainly not.

Alright, see you Monday.

Look at me.

Perfect. You were both perfect.

Put it on the ground. I would like to do one of you alone.

Look, you've already made thousands.

Precisely, I would like to see if I have made progress.

And then you've gotten so much better since we got married.

I wonder how I managed to marry you.

Me too.

Ea va?

She's not here. She is in Saint-Jean-de-Luz.

I keep the shop and I'm the boss.

Do you take care of everything? Really?

Even accounting?

For that, we have an accountant.

Do you take me for an idiot?

You know I was secretary. I already told you.

Oh yes it's true.

Since you don't believe me, I have to repeat myself.

Anyway, it's the first time I've had the chance to see you in a dress.

Yeah, I have nothing else to do. I try one every three hours or so.

Here, I'll try the green one.

She's not bad, right?

How do you find it?

You know, I've never gotten into a dress.

I do not believe that a dress is beautiful or ugly in itself.

I must say that it is remarkably your line in value.

Anyway, it's not the dress we admire, it's you.

You really have a very beautiful line.

Ecoute, Chloe.

No, I'm not listening to you.

I know very well what you are going to tell me. You're going to tell me about your wife again.

No, precisely. It's not my wife I'm thinking of.

But to you and to me,

and to our friendship which is ruining itself.

I don't believe in friendship.

There is no friendship from you or mine.

You know,

I've been realizing something for some time now.

I like you.

I love you with love. I am in love with you.

I hope not.

If you were in love, I would run away from you.

You would like to have me all to yourself, that I leave my wife...

Not necessarily.

I'm happy like that.

It is enough for me to know that I love you and to tell you so.

You know, I have a lot of imagination.

I can even imagine myself having sex with you when I have sex with others.

You're crazy.

No, what's crazy is pretending to love someone you live with.

Me, I couldn't love a guy who would have settled in my bed,

and who would imagine having the right to stay there, especially if it was the father of my child.

Do you know that I want to have a child?

Yes, you already told me.

Well know that I found the father.

Yes you.

Do not laugh. It is very serious.

I have every intention of having a child with you. And I always get my way.

It's well thought out. I don't see anyone else who could please me as a father.

You meet all the conditions.

You are tall, married,

you're handsome, you're not too stupid and you have blue eyes.

I want a kid with blue eyes.

Not a bad reasoning.

What do you have to answer?

What would I say to my wife?

She doesn't need to know.

You won't know for sure if you're the father either.

- Then what is my interest? - None.

I only watch mine.

You think I'm kidding.

I am perfectly logical with myself. It is you who are not.

This one is exactly his mother.

Don't you think, Helene? - I don't really realize.

Oh yes! Ariane is her father and Alexandre is her mother.

I'm sure you were like that when you were a little girl.

- Do you remember, honey? - Not at all.

In any case, this baby rejuvenates you, Helene.

Say, it's not that bad.

No, it's not that bad. It's even quite good.

There are two maid's rooms which must have been joined together. We had to knock down a partition, in my opinion.

There's work. I will have to repaint.

It's not that dirty.

And then you have a fireplace. She walks?

I don't know. I'm coming. I will see this winter.

This winter, you may not live here anymore.

Oh yes. I fully intend to stay here.

I quite like this place.

- What if you get married? - That's out of the question.

Is it a closet?

My kitchen? A closet?

Kitchen - bathroom.

I don't know if you saw what's on the wall. I'm going to have to tear this paper out. It's horrible.

Yes, I could help you if you want.

No, it's not work for bureaucrats. Pushes you.

No, but I assure you. An hour or two from time to time.

No, I'm telling you. Take the cups and carry them near the bed.

- Where do I put them? - On the ground.

- Are you having a sugar? - Yeah.

No one will come here.

If I sleep with a guy, I will go to his house or to a hotel.

I no longer want to hang out in the streets and in bars.

Will you come see me here? It's much nicer.

Don't you think we're good?

You know that currently I am very much in love with my wife.

I say. If you're in love with your wife, then don't come here.

Let me finish.

While I love my wife and have never wanted her physically so much,

I'm so attracted to you that I don't know if I could resist.

My very will is shaken.

Sometimes I wonder if we wouldn't be better off sleeping together. It would be easier.

Is it possible to love two women at the same time?

Is this normal?

It depends on what you call loving.

Loving with passion, no. The passion does not last.

If you mean sleeping with two or more girls and even having affection for each one,

nothing more banal. Everyone does it more or less openly.

In fact, what is natural is polygamy.

Polygamy? It is barbarism.

The slavery of women.

Not necessarily. If the woman practices it too.

If you were normal, you would sleep with all the girls you want,

and your wife would do the same.

I know I'm right and I'll be able to convince you.

You will cheat on your wife one day or another, but not necessarily with me.

It will be another who will benefit from my undermining work.

In a polygamous society, I believe I would be polygamous.

That I would do just fine.

But in a society like ours, I don't want to base my life on lies.

I already hide too many things from my wife.

And who tells you that she hides nothing from you?

You know, I saw her with a guy the other day.

Oh good? Where?

At Saint-Lazare station.

About a month ago. I was not working yet.

So what?

So, are you scared? So nothing.

They walked together. They were talking.

She didn't recognize me. But I recognized her.

What's extraordinary about that?

She knows people. She often comes to Paris. It could be one of his work colleagues.

How was he?

I didn't pay much attention.

Rather ugly. It must have been a teacher.

He held himself very well.

But it occurred to me that if, when we walk together,

and you're dying to run into her, we catch her flirting with X or Y,

then there, it would be of the highest comic.

In fact, I vaguely suspect one of her colleagues of being very smitten with her.

He's a very bright and funny guy. She likes to be with him.

He made her laugh.

But I doubt very much that she has any physical attraction for him.

That's why I don't worry about him. I intend never to.

We are good here.

Rather too well.

Here is what I propose to you for Monday.

I will manage to free myself all afternoon,

then I'll take you to lunch in a pleasant place in the woods or on the quays. where you want.

Like that we will have all our time in the afternoon to make a clarification. You want?

Are you picking me up from the office?

No, pick me up here instead.

OK.

Goodbye. Around 1:30 a.m.?

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- Chloe? - Oh it's you? Between.

- It's closed. - Go through the kitchen. I will open you.

It is superb.

Can you pass me the towel please?

And the bath mat on the stool.

You can kiss me. Water doesn't stain, you know.

Wipe me.

Be serious. Really wipe me.

Your jacket itches me.

I will be there at 4 o'clock. You wait for me.

Wait, don't quit.

Hello, Helen? It's me.

I'm just calling to find out if you've returned.

Because I had an appointment here. It is cancelled. I have nothing more to do.

I wanted to know if you were there.

I think I'm going home. I wanted to warn you.

No, I had a phone handy.

Good. I'm coming.

Right! I'm heading out. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

You scared me. You had a weird tone.

- You're not sick? - Nope.

My day was disorganized so I thought that if I didn't do anything, I would be just as good here as at my desk.

I don't bother you? - No, I have nothing to do either.

Anyway, you never bother me.

I even work better when you're around.

But today I feel lazy. I don't want to do much.

I had an errand and I don't think I'm even going to go.

E Paris?

Not here. But that doesn't matter.

Don't upset your plans for me. Go ahead. You're welcome.

- Unless you mind if I stay. - You're crazy.

I came back for you.

I have nothing in particular to tell you, but I wanted to see you.

It's true. We never see each other in the afternoon, except on Sundays.

Note that I don't really like the afternoon.

You know, it worries me a bit.

And then I'm afraid of being alone.

And you?

The afternoons when I don't have class,

since the young girl walks the children,

I have a feeling of emptiness. A little strange.

It must be the lack of habit.

It was also funny to see you there.

No stay.

I live happily happily you can't know how much

only I must look a little stupid.

I would like to tell you something.

- Oh? - Why?

Because I thought you had nothing special to tell me.

It comes to mind right now.

It may be completely silly.

I might as well shut up.

Voile...

I'm sitting next to you and you intimidate me.

You intimidate me because you're beautiful.

You have never been so beautiful.

And you intimidate me too e that's less understandable e

because I love you.

You see? It's completely silly.

No, I understand very well.

I wouldn't want you to take my shyness for coldness.

No, it's me who's cold. Much more than you.

You are perfect.

I wouldn't have liked a husband who constantly searches my thoughts,

who is too familiar,

even with the best of intentions.

Yes, but I'm remorseful because I don't talk to you much. I don't confide much with you.

As I talk endlessly with people I barely know,

and which are nothing to me. Which are only passing relationships.

You understand?

You cry?

No, I'm not crying.

I laugh. You clearly see?

Calm down.

There is nobody?

No, until 5am.

Let's go in the bedroom.